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brittle-doughie · 1 year

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Yooo, that mourning y/n cookie fic was top tier!♡ I gotta more uplifting request to balance out the angst with some sugar and spice😘

y/n sending some of their old books to the kid cookies, but inadvertently brings their old photo album instead: not only do the kid cookies, and some of the adults, see the usual mature but fun loving y/n cookie as either a rough and tumble gang member or a shy inverted geek (you can pick whichever would be more embarrassing for them), they also see some of the old photos of y/n cookie with old friends, new friends, and a few polaroids of their now crumbled spouse.... If you write one of them asking "who's that," istg-

- Drama anon🥀

Memories

Congratulations, you jinxed yourself, man.

And so, the jelly worm told the jelly frog, “Why do worms go across the playground? To get to the other mud slide!”

The crowd of young cookies giggled and laughed among themselves with that joke! Every one in this joke book you had never failed to brighten up with spirits with laughter. Even some adults around the library couldn’t help but chuckle a little at it.

You had volunteered at the city’s library to read some books you’ve brought to the younger cookies that came there. The staff did try to pay you for your time, but you declined. You’ve always wanted to share the wonders of what you’ve read in hopes the cookies might like it too. You did have plans that day, but if it was for the young ones’ sake, you suppose you can move things around!

“*sniffle*…can you read us another book? Please?”

“Tell us another book, Y/N Cookie! You have to tell us another book.”

“I wouldn’t mind listening to more stories from you, Y/N Cookie!”

You chuckled as you rubbed the back of your head nervously. You weren’t expecting them to really like what you brought, so it brought you relief that they end up liking it after all. You thanked them for doing so as you reached for your last one.

“Come on, what’s that last book you got there? I’m seeing some pictures on it…of you?”

“Y/N Cookie, is that really a book? It looks more like a….photo album?

What did they mean-your look suddenly changed to that of horror as you spotted the picture ridden cover of your photo album?! What the?! How did this happen? Did you accidentally leave the album at the bottom of your book stack when you took it with you?! Oh geez, you were incredibly embarrassed at what the others were already seeing on it. Photos of you on vacation, exploring a cave, you next TK’s machine you’ve just fixed while giving a thumbs up.

You quickly shuffle the album behind your back before awkwardly tell the cookies around you that story time was over for today and you’ll be seeing them next. You were already getting up to go before the young cookies started to make a fuss and you stopped there anxiously.

“*sob* You’re leaving already? But..I want to see the album…*sniffle*”

“Yeah, we want to look at the album too! Let us look at the album.”

“I want to look at it too, but if it’s too much to ask, I understand…”

“This is totally your choice though, Y/N. We aren’t going to pressure you if you don’t wanna.”

“I second that!”

Oh did you want to take the opportunity to just run on out of there in embarrassment and just hide under your covers…but seeing the hopeful look of the younger cookies with the accepting looks from the older ones made you ponder for moment as you think for a moment…run off with your photo album abruptly and be done with the day…or….you swallow your embarrassment and be open about your past.

You made your choice, you took a deep breath…

and walked out the door…

The younger cookies looking down saddened as the older ones just looked to the side, accepting that you valued your history, so they were not going to pry you about it…

….

Everyone looked up in surprise as the doors opened and saw you coming back in with a determined smile on your face as you sat back down with the photo album in your hands.

Sorry for walking out like that, you just had to put away all the books into your vehicle for a second there. Now, who was ready to learn a little more about you?

The cookies around you couldn’t get more interested and excited. The young cookies gathered in front of you as Bellflower and Pizza Cookie went to your sides.

You turned the album to your first series of photos, your school days.

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You were the shy, but incredibly smart one in your class. You didn’t do much to socialize with the cookies in your class, you just sorta stuck to yourself as you worked on your assignments.

This made you look more endearing to your fellow classmates as anyone who had a bone to pick with you for some reason would have to face a group of cookies ready to defend you from whatever accusations this bully was trying to say.

You weren’t exactly a small cookie, you just didn’t like confrontation all that much, so usually other cookies would come to your aid for you. Saving you the trouble…..and pretty much having that cookie hanging off you for the day.

One cookie in particular was White Cactus Cookie

She’s alive, y’all

Seeing how non-threatening you were just made White want to scoop you into her arms for a hug.

When it came to group projects, you were always paired with her, Cactus herself seeking you out immediately when the time to pick began. She’ll even strategically seat herself next to you in the event group projects did happen.

She introduced you to her friend, Black Garlic Cookie, whom became your second major friend in the school days. If someone needed to see you, 9/10 you’re with both of the girls.

When it came to cookies who thought you were an easy target, they were in for a scare as White Cactus would creep on behind them and give them a frightful jolt as she screamed. She would innocently wave them bye as they ran down the hall and out of sight.

She would hug and snuggle the hell out of you after completing a group project. She was so proud of you working so hard on it!

Here’s to a wonderful school year together with you and her~

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And that photo right there was White Cactus chasing off the cheerleading captain for taking her spot next to me during lunch. White Cactus..didn’t like it when other cookies tried to get all close to you. You two were the best of friends in school, nothing would change that!

“She sounds a little scary, but she’s a nice friend…*sniffle*”

“Those mean Cookies deserved it for picking on you! They deserved it.”

“It is nice to have friends there for you, even if they can be scary!”

“You were just minding your own business, I feel like they deserved what they got.”

“Cookies shouldn’t be bringing down each other! It was nice to hear that you had a cookie to look out for you!”

You appreciated the words from the others about your friend, White Cactus Cookie. You do hope that she’s doing well after graduating…

You shook your head off the thought as you turned to the next page-oh.

This phase in your life may be a little weird to explain…

Okay….

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Who would’ve thunk it that after having a fairly normal upbringing and graduating from school, that life would deal you a bad hand and you were at rock bottom. In any attempt to find a way to keep up with the rising payments, you had to locate a different kind of job…

In other words? You essentially became part of a gang.

They claimed to be..a crew of timeline hopping misfits? And they’ve picked YOU to join them!

Twizzly Gummy took notice of your situation and wanted to be merciful, how about a spot on her crew!? There’s always room for another! It wasn’t like you had any other choice anyway, once she sets her eye on something, she’s taking it!

You wanted to decline. Despite life being hard for you, you didn’t want to have to turn to villainy to help you out…but you gaze at the spread of papers with payment orders on your desk within your apartment….you were at a loss.

“Come on!! What do ya say?! Together with us, you can have all the coins you could’ve ever want!”

“Why work when you can just rob a cookie! Way easier if you’re askin’ me!”

“Think this through, bro. You won’t have to worry about paying for anything for the rest of your life.”

“Yeah, you wouldn’t be in this dump anymore, that’s for sure…”

Again, you didn’t have a choice, did you?

And that’s how you ended up becoming the new cookie in Twizzly Gummy’s crew. Taking up a defender role, you donned a club and a shield as you became the wall that kept the crew from harm. Throughout your time with them, you only grew more sturdy and withstanding, evident in your dough, but you had never hurt a cookie during these robberies, you never could…

The coins from these heists proved true to their words, it was so much that you could actually start affording things you wanted, not just needs…it…got to you. Morals were suppressed as you went on these heists with your crew, you let the prospect of finally obtaining the things you wanted get to your head.

Until the reality of your actions hit you like a brick when an organization known as the Time Balance Department arrested the whole crew. The high of getting all of this coin came crashing down on you as you were carried off with the rest of the crew.

Thank Fortuna that whoever was listening answered your plight as you got a lighter sentence for your crimes. Despite all of the crimes you’ve committed, you never once used violence on others in any way, you were more of a shield for the crew to hide behind, the club was just to look fearsome.

You served your time and walked away a free cookie, clean from the whole situation, and started anew. One of the guards looked up your file and expressed sympathy. If you were ever in need of a job, there might be just the place…

The photos to signify this time in your life were the photos of you and the crew, with the last one being the only copy of your mugshot.

A concern did occur to you. What if the crew ever broke out of their prison, what would they do…and if they’re looking for you.

Note: Y/N Cookie’s backstory is totally up to you, the reader. This is just one of many that could happen to you.

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You covered your face in shame and embarrassment as the cookies around you had surprised and shocked looks.

You had to make it very clear to them that you wiped your hands of this part of your past. You paid to have it scrubbed off your record and you were a completely different cookie now then before.

You regretted ever taking that offer and you could only hope to make up for it some day. It’s fine if they want to stay away from you for that.

“B-but why would I do that…*sniffle*…you’re so nice to me…”

Eh? What-

“We all make mistakes, like Pawn White does without me. Hey!”

“You learned from your mistakes and became an even better cookie now. You never hurt another cookie and grew from this!”

“Yeah, as long as you did your time and realized that it was a pretty stupid thing to do, you’re all good.”

“I do feel bad for the robbed cookies, did you ever give back what those cookies stole from them?”

You brightened up once your turned to the next page. Now THIS is when your redemption arc began!

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You were pondering the offer the guard had given you. A spot…in the Time Balance Department? The exact organization that arrested you back then? Was this a good idea? Would they hold your past against you and reject your application? Your mind wandered oh so much.

Until you received a call. You jumped a bit before answering it and a voice called for your name.

“Hey, is this Y/N Cookie? Nice, the name’s Croissant Cookie! I’m an engineer at the Time Balance Department and have heard that you’ve shown interest applying here, at least from what I’m told.”

Well, it was nice to meet this Croissant Cookie! If she was calling you, then you assumed that you got the job?

“Yep! We looked over your resume and everything seemed to be in order! We know you might have had a crummy point in your life, but here at the TBD, you can do genuine work and it benefits other cookies too! It’s a win-win!”

That was perfect. After a pretty bad choice in your life, you were worried that you may have had a bad reputation there and could get your application rejected, so it was nice of them to have actually accepted it. You accepted the offer and scheduled later to see the place, your voice gaining a chipper and hopeful tone!

“Welcome to the TBD, Y/N Cookie. I have a feeling that if it’s like this conversation, then we can become the best of friends here. See you soon!”

You will admit, you were a bit hesitant during the initial hiring since their main deal was handling things related to time that you worry you could mess up something that could be pretty important. Luckily, you had a cookie to guide you through your new job, Croissant Cookie.

The photo to commemorate this part of your life was a photo of you and Croissant doing a thumbs up at the camera.

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You still work for the TBD to this day, repairing any machines that needed fixing and helping out your fellow coworkers with anything in that field. You were referred to as one of the TBD’s handycookies! Pretty interesting title.

“What a nice ending…*sniffle*”

“Working for the TBD? That sounds important! It does sounds important.”

“You made it through to now, Y/N Cookie. I’m happy to hear things are okay now!”

“That was totally redeeming if you want my two coins on it.”

“That answers my question. Still the Y/N Cookie I know in the end hehe!”

You thanked them with a smile as you turned to the end of the album…and come across some old polaroids of you…and an unfamiliar cookie.

These photos were much more intimate in nature, with you hugging and kissing them Cookie on the cheek, the cookie warmly receiving them with a happy smile. Your smile turned more solemn, but never losing its warmth as you looked at them.

You caressed your nonexistent thumb over the photo as you looked at it, looking back on the memory in your head. That day where you and that cookie looked at the sunset together, leaning on each other. You remember whispering your love for them and them doing so in return…you could feel a tear well up in your eye.

The cookies around you eyed the photos in curiosity. Lollipop breaking the silence by asking,

“Woah, that cookie looks very nice to you! Who is that?”

You turned to Lollipop with your almost sad smile.

Someone amazing…

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ghostiex0 · 2 years

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yooo i found your blog awhile ago and everything is just *chef's kiss* would it be alright if i request some headcannons for Doc, Blitz, Thermite, Jager, and Caveira about what they would do if their S/O was kidnapped by the White Masks/a terrorist organization? how do you think they would react to the news?

Thank you hun <3 I’m excited someone requested a female op, I love rainbows’ girls, I also really enjoyed writing this whole ask!

TW: kidnapping, terrorists and light mentions of torture.

Doc

- Always stressed and always working, now he won’t even leave any of the working stations. If he’s forced to he just brings all the work with him. Gustave is constantly looking over the folder they’ve put together for your rescue.

- He knows the information they have isn’t enough yet, but he also knows that the love of his life is in the hands of some disgusting and cruel people.

- Truly, he doesn’t want to think about the horrible things you could be going through yet it’s all that his mind seems to wander too.

- Sure, Gustave has always been the type to get short with people, but now there’s no warnings for when that happens. He sounds so spiteful and hurt to everyone who interacts with him.

- Harry starts to get worried if Doc being on the mission is even a good thing and pulls him aside to talk about it a few times.

- Gustave needs this though. And states his case that he’s the most experienced medical personal they have here. You’ll need medical care when they get you.

- “What if we can’t get them Gustave?”

- His stomach caves in on itself at that one sentence.

- “I won’t accept that failure.”

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Blitz

- A sunshine that absolutely loves you and makes sure everyone knows. And trust me, everyone knows about you two.

- So when receiving news and confirmation that you were kidnap and currently being held hostage, no one wanted to be the one to tell him.

- When Elias did find out, he was crushed. It was like his world stoppped. He couldn’t process it for at least the first five minutes. He just kept looking at them, nervous laughter and eyes pleading, praying for them to all the sudden say “just kidding!”

- But they never did. “I’m sorry”, is all they said before leaving him alone.

- Apart if him is in such shock he just lays for a while. He wishes he could just lay forever but it doesn’t take too long for it to click that you’re kidnapped. He has to get up and go on the mission. The longer he lays the more danger you’re in.

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Thermite

- Jordan’s lost almost everyone close to him. His mother, his sister, comrades… He sometimes feels like Rainbow is all the has left.

- When you arrived though, he had something else to live for. He had someone to call when he had a break or when his co workers talked about their families, he could brag about you.

- The news just absolutely kills him. He wants to lay down and wake up with you in the morning, telling him how silly he was and that it was all a bad dream.

- Already, he has troubles bringing down his stress levels. Yumiko has had to step in a bit and help her friend. Especially once he receives this news. Yumiko is doing what she can to help Jordan get through this.

- At night he sits over the planners and case file and maps and notes- all of it, his eyes never close for longer than 30 minutes. He’s very well liked among his peers, so everyone’s at least a little concerned about the Texan.

- “Jordan, you want to be able to get them home don’t you? Then take care of yourself so when we go in, you’re in top shape. They’d want you too.”

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Jäger

- Oh my dear Marius. His childhood was lonely and he’s always been at least a bit too out of everyone’s box it feels like.

- Then you came along and he’s never cared for anyone the way he does you. Now he’s wondering if that’s a bad thing. With a job like his maybe he’s not meant to be with someone.

- He was informed of your kidnapping while watching the latest documentary about biomedical engineering. He remembers pausing it on 1:15:17. After that nothing felt real.

- Marius immediately jumped up to get to work to find you. Anything and everything he was doing it.

- He tried to keep a level head through it. But his cracks showed through to the others. His normal abrasive optimism of “It’s our job, of course we can do this.” Doesn’t feel as natural as it used too.

- He wants to be straight in the action of your rescue. He wants to be able to hold you again, soothe your wounds and make sure you’re okay.

- Marius isn’t an aggressive person and the GSG9 has trained him to hurt the least amount of people possible during his missions. Seeing any of the horrible people who were involved with taking you away though, it fills him with an unusual amount of anger.

- His goal will still remain the same throughout everything. He won’t let any of these bubbling emotions tear him away from that. He needs you home.

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Caveria

- Taina always been afraid of letting people in. She’s seen all the messed up things people can do. But she loved you and you loved her. She was honestly happy with something so soft. And the world took that away once again.

- She’s shattered by this but she only shows it around others with her anger. They can’t know how she’s cried when she found out.

- But her close comrades notice, even if she doesn’t want them too.

- She’s known to be more of a hostile person. Blame it on the years of learning the art of how to properly (and legally) torture someone. Or maybe even the crippling poverty she watched her family suffer from.

- Harry can understand Tainas frustration. But letting her on the mission could leave some major problems on Rainbows hands. Knowing that Ash is one of the only operators that Taina can get along with, he asks her to deliver the news.

- “ Taina. We’re removing you from the mission. At least the frontlines. You can still help with background work. But that’s all… I’m sorry.”

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#r6s #r6s x reader #rainbow six siege #doc x reader #blitz x reader #thermite x reader #jäger x reader #caveria x reader #headcanons #doc #blitz #thermite #jäger #caveria

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safyresky · 1 year

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YOOO hellooo!!

Okay! It took me awhile to think of some titles, lmao, BUT:

Snap, Crackle, Pop

Road Trip

Lazy Day

Poker Face

Ghost Town

These are all from my braino but I DID at one point consult a fic title generator just to see what it cooked up and the first result was “Case of the Blue Pygmy” which— you don’t have to do anything with, but thought you’d appreciate bc it had me absolutely. HowLING. Catch Mel constantly referring to Jack as “the Blue Pygmy” from this point onwards, lmaooooo.

ALSO ALSO PLEASE tell me about Fino’s orcish rival, they sound fab!!! The Lucy in me is already shipping like mad! 🥺🥺💖

THANK YOU FOR ASKING ABOUT THIS ORCISH FELLOW OF FINO'S (not to sound like my 60 plus year old neighbour) BECAUSE I LOVE HIM TO BITS (orc friend shenanigans under cut)

ANYWAY, HERE'S WONDERWALL PROMPT REPLIES

Snap, Crackle, Pop

Would take place in Pyros House Arrest AU. Could also be called "How Jacqueline Finally Got Used To Having Her Evil Uncle Around".

CRYSTAL SPRINGS SPOILERS ABOUND

In which, during multiple midnight rice krispies cereal excursions, Jacqueline and Pyros start to sort of get along. Sort of. Would include: a lot of roasting (Pyros is like is this how Blaise is going to kill me dead if I don't behave?? His teenage/young adult daughter just roasts me to death with WORDS?!). Unpacking the whole, uh, evil mind control bit, and uh. All that. As well. She doesn't forgive her Uncle for taking away her agency and attempting to destroy everything she knows, however, she can make him see how bad that was. Y'know. Through ROASTING. Until the ice breaks with a shitty joke >:)

CRYSTAL SPRINGS SPOILERS UN-ABOUND

Road Trip

The Legates get de-magic'd and have to road trip cross country (countries?!?!?) to get their magic back in working order.

This one is an ANCIENT idea that popped into my head MANY years ago when I was at the Big Apple. Not New York, no; at the Big Apple, Canada, which is this roadside attraction off the highway in the Trenton/Kingston corridor. It's. Well.

It's a Big Apple.

Google it.

You Will See why I say it is a CURSED OBJECT. The guy who created it was inspired by DISNEYLAND I shit you not. The view from the top of the apple is abysmal. IT'S ON THE SIDE OF THE 401. THERE'S NOTHING TO SEE BUT TREES AND PEOPLE DRIVING BAD AND ANYWHERE FROM 20 TO 40KM OVER THE LIMIT. Their claim to fame, aside from the giant murderous apple that could TOTALLY be a weeping angel, are apple based products. They only got an apple orchard like in the last 5ish years. They have existed for at LEAST twenty.

ANYWAY they have this sign at the front of the shop that just has like, all these locations and how far from the Big Apple they are, and one of them is the North Pole, and every time I see that sign (I regret to admit I have stopped at the big apple too much for my liking), I think of a scenario where Jacqueline tries to poof herself and several legates, but their magic is fuckey so who KNOWS where they'll end up, and when they appear she sees the 401, sees the big apple, and is just like GOD FUCKING DAMMIT. Thankfully a witch she knows has a little shop down the street so they go there for help! (Mel perhaps? Who's to say!)

Lazy Day

Blaise tries to have a lazy day. It does not go well at all. This man is inCAPABLE of doing nothing. Winter catches him prepping dinner and she almost freezes him solid. She's like, this is not how a lazy day works. Blaise is like but we need to eat and Winter's like I CAN COOK, DEAR, BACK TO THE COUCH GO ON NOW DON'T MAKE ME KNOCK YOU OUT

Poker Face

Either Winter enters a poker tournament and cleans everybody out, gets banned from poker tournaments. OR. A 1000 word piece on all of Blaise's tells told from Winter's POV (maybe a stream of consciousness bc I think Winter's thoughts must be very funny) that explains why he's so easy to read (to her) because, believe it or not, Winter doesn't actually cheat at cards ;)

Ghost Town

Diteline kids find themselves in a right pickle when they are trapped in a literal ghost down. It is deserted except for ghosts. Robyn and Eira/Bianca (still haven't decided on which name for her ): won't stop bickering about which one of the two of them got the three siblings stuck in the Ghost Town. Robyn's like you shouldn't have opened the weird door! And Eira/Bianca is like YOU'RE THE ONE WHO WENT hey sis check out this cool scroll, and ACTIVATED IT MISTER OU LOOK AT ME, I CAN WARLOCK!

While the two youngest are arguing, Joy reaches out and touches a ghost and it goes from a passive little floating sad sack to a murderous violence machine, making things about 1000% worse.

So now the three have to fend off all the murderous shades while trying to figure out why they're trapped and if putting the ghosts back in the afterlife will free them from Ghost Town because Mom's making burritos tonight and Mater made an angel food cake with SPRINKLES IN IT and this is one of the FAVOURITE dinner/dessert combos the kiddos have.

Object: Figure out why the ghost town exists, fight the ghosts to get the town fixed, and make it back home in time for dinner!

Their moms have no idea where the kids are today. It's just a fun evening of cooking for them, while their kids are facing The Horrors.

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"The Blue Pygmy" sounds like some kind of very inconvenient little monster, so I think Mel's onto something with dubbing Jack that lmao. Either that, or it's a weird magibean cold/flu 😂😂😂😂.

DR. MILLER, WE'VE GOT PYGMYS, CODE BLUE and she's like well SHIT! and rushed over to be a bamf doctor witch as she do!

Anyway, thanks for sending this in!

(from this post: send me a made up fic title and i'll tell you what i'd write about)

RIGHT SO ORC FRIEND

I haven't even NAMED HIM YET but he snuck his way right into my heart (and also Fino's! Fun fact! Of all 4 kiddos Fino is the only one to ACTUALLY TELL A PERSON HE LIKES THAT HE LIKES THEM. He's the suave one out of all 4, believe it or not. Jack is like "I'll keep everything bottled up inside until I DIE", Jacqueline is the most OBLIVIOUS mother fucker and then, when aware, an absolute MESS of a magibeing, and Fiera panics hard before finally attempting to take the first step if she doesn't get overwhelmed with uh. EMOTIONS and EVERY WORD SHE WNATS TO SAY EXPLODING ALL AT ONCE while she's trying to do the asking) and I am soft for him and Fino! Ah!

BUT ANYWAY when Fins is in caster school, he meets this orc who always, always, ALWAYS has to get better marks than him. It's like a competition. Very one sided, bc Fino's just vibing and happy to learn. But Orc Friend is like, if I do not surpass this sprite I will surely perish.

Turns out, the orc is under a lot of pressure from a parent to DO BETTER for w/e reason, and our orc friend is very stressed until one day he like, explodes when Fino gets half a mark better than him on an ALREADY PERFECT TEST.

Fino, who has 0 concept of this competition being a thing, is like dude. Okay. Why is this a thing. Why are you so upset, the only reason I got a half mark more was b/c of this doodle here! Like why are you pitting us against each other, that's how you get RANK mental health!

And the orc admits that his parent or parents really want him to be top of his class and DO BETTER and he's really, really trying but he doesn't LIKE it and it's taking the joy out of learning all the magic shit and Fino is, of course, appalled bc learning is SO FUN TO HIM. HE LOVES THAT SHIT. How DARE someone make learning NOT FUN. ILLEGAL

So they become study buds and Fino helps him like, love learning again. Orc friend does a LOT better when Fino is making it fun and helping him not feel the pressures of home life NEEDING him to do good! He's just doing it! And their one-sided rivalry ship becomes a funky two-sided FRIENDLY rivalry that they both ham up on occasion (Fiera is very proud when Fino fake dies when Orc Friend does better than HIM by half a mark, Orc Friend thinks it's gd hilarious) and Orc Friend now has a Fino Friend!

Anyway, they become roommates later on and Fino brings him to holidays and shit and he v much becomes one of the family and is often referred to as Fino's partner :) I'm still debating if Fins is on the aro scale or not, so this bit's a little murky, BUT it is so important to me that you know that when Fino's like oh I like this dude more than normal, he is like to Orc Friend "Hey man, I think ur real neat, wanna go out??" Like. It is SO IMPORTANT TO ME THAT YOU KNOW, THAT EVERYONE KNOWS, THAT FINO IS THE ONLY FROSTY KIDDO TO ACT NORMAL WHEN LIKING SOMEONE. SO IMPORTANT TO ME TO MAKE THIS KNOWN.

okay I opened this ask with this bit but I have gotten uh, carried away with Orc Friend (who feels like a Ken?? But that CAN'T be right), so imma just. Slide this under a cut and pretend I STARTED with the uh, original ask box shenanigan :o

but YEAH. Holidays at Frost Manor are FUN in later years. Fino and Orc Friend are like, sparring together in the backyard, talking smack and shit (it's their flirting). Fiera's latest catch is probably schmoozing the parents, unless it's her one long term partner who is SO fucking normal, he's probably like, grilling with Blaise and Fiera is just sitting at the bench like, ogling him like "my god. my god he is flipping burgers while holding the WORST beer ever. He is so normal. holy shit. I'm love him".

Dite and Jacqueline are being v cute, or, Dite is being a sweetheart while Jacqueline either A) ogles Dite being sunshine incarnate while Fiera ogles mister normal, or, B) doing something absolutely batshit with the Diteline kids (depending where in the timeline we are) and dodging Fins and Orc Friend sparring.

Suddenly Jack goes flying through a window, lands in a heap. Killian sticks his head out the broken window, laughing at Jack's pain.

Just another holiday at Frost Manor ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

#long post #sorta #dani answers #definitelyy-not-a-vampire #ask box shenanigans #crystal springs #crystal springs FACTS #fino's orc friend #frost family #I HAVE A LOT OF THOUGHTS ABOUT THE BLORBOS AS YOU CAN SEE #AND DITELINE KIDS ARE THE DEFINITION OF 'SHENANIGANS'#Blaise has to relax in that scenario bc of either too much work related stress OR he got a magical sickness and needs to rest it off #but refuses to rest #so winter's like. HOUNDING HIM #the BLORBOS. I JUST. AH.

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lord-of-no-energy · 2 years

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It’s the Little Things

From @lyra-ame

Hey yooo~♪ I just binged your entire blog and I am In Love with your writing! Are you accepting requests right now? If not, go ahead and ignore this but I'd like some head canons on your favorite character(s) and maybe why you like them/attracted to them? :DDDDD

Thank you for the ask! Gave me the healthy dose of self-indulgement I needed. And thank you for waiting so long.

Lumie

This was a tough choice but my favourite has to be Lumie! From her character design, she seemed intimidating and distant. So when we first get dialogue with her, I was pleasantly surprised! Her potential character conflicts, the way she immediately took Nine under her wing, and her Ancient costume made me fall so hard for her. I’m so excited to see how the writers will develop her character as the story goes on!

I like to think Lumie is perfect pitch

I don’t know where that thought came from, I just think she is

Of course that means hours and hours of conversation with Vanessa

Which is basically just Lumie talking about wow music wow this song was so good it made me feel woooosh and weeeeew and waaaaao

Speaking of music, she plays the harp really well!

Lumie hasn’t interacted with others much, so she doesn’t know a healthy way to communicate her emotions

So it is a sight to see her pour her emotions out through music

Since she hasn’t had a proper childhood, she’s always excited to do childish things!

Oh you want to negotiate diplomatic matters with Lumie? Sorry you have to do it in the playground on top of the slides while pretending to be pirates on a drowning ship sorry

She’ll give you a rating of 1 to 10 based on immersion, acting, and creativity. The higher the rating, the more she’ll consider you a worthy ally

Johan

This guy originally struck me as a flat cliche character, but I loved him nonetheless. Until he started wondering if his dedication to Lord is really loyalty, obsession, or just something that happened because of pure chance. And then that basically had me pacing around asking myself what the difference between a loyalty and cult-like behaviour is. Basically I like the dilemma added to his character arc. Just recently I got midway through extreme mode, to that part of the story, and it made me like him more than I already did.

Somehow a genius at riddles????

Ask him a riddle and he’ll respond like it’s no big deal

When you ask him how he knows he’ll just say “I’ve heard it before”

Oh and he’s an expert at magic tricks!

Fram lost her shit when Johan randomly took a granola bar and vanished it into thin air

Then freaked out even more when it appeared in his hands again

Unfortunately this has become a running joke in Avillon and whenever someone loses something, they turn to Johan and tell him to bring it back

Very very very talented at origami

He made a house once and after that, whenever Charlotte, Lyn, Cannae, or Fram get paper, they bring it to Johan so he makes them something

Johan tried to teach them origami but they just absolutely refused to learn

So that’s him now

Johan the magic paper man

Rashad

Fire Rashad was the first time I considered making an in-app purchase tbh. I love him so much, maybe it’s because we both share similar personality traits and I relate to him on a spiritual level. Man’s a walking meme, I swear. I almost died laughing when he put his hands together like that dude in the trade offer meme. Sorry there’s no deep reason for me to like Rashad. It’s just that this guy made me temporarily forget I’m asexual so he deserves a spot in my top three.

Gets into the most obscure topics and stays up until 2 AM until Luci walks into his room like a disappointed mom and tells him to go tf to sleep

If you ask him about anything he will know at least something about it

“Hey Rashad do you know anything about the 128th day of 206 BC”

He’ll be like “Oh isn’t that the day that one Greek philosopher saw a donkey eat figs and died laughing”

I bet he’s that weird kid with weird phases like this guy definitely went through a 4 day tank top phase

He doesn’t swear anymore but will if you ask him to

Rashad is the one who can successfully piss Luci off the most

If the two are three meters proximity of each other, you can start betting on how long there is until you hear Luci shout “NO WELLS ARE NOT STRAWS FOR THE FUCKING EARTH YOU DUMBASS BITCH”

Rashad has mastered the art of stone faces

Walk in to him using his computer and from how frustrated he looks, you’d think he’s working

But he was probably playing Minecraft lmao

The internal crisis I went through to choose just three...

#Lumie Miratisa #johan talede #Al Rashad #Lord of Heroes #LOH #headcanons

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mikeisthricedeceased · 1 year

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YOOO i loveee your content so much. finally some GOOD sub content , love your writing style! can i request frank castle getting pegged/ and/or ass ate for the first time lmao? how do you think he'd react

Thank you so much! I’m glad you enjoy it ☺️

I’ve been asking myself for a while if Frank would want to get pegged, so this is my chance to explore that and it ended up a lot longer than I expected

Ass eating is an added bonus lol

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After planning and prepping for the night, Lenny decided to start things off with something Frank was familiar with. They could ease in from there.

He was flat on his back, hands gripping the sheets to keep him from tangling them in her hair as she traced the crown of his dick with her tongue. His nerves made everything a little more intense then usual, and he had to bite his lip to muffle his moans when she bobbed her head lower or sucked one of his balls into her mouth.

By the time her attention moved lower, he was already breathing heavily. She pushed one of his legs up higher and kissed the back of his thigh, slowly dragging her lips down, down, until she could swipe a quick little lick between his cheeks.

His whole body clenched up at the feeling, thighs tensed to close back together. He tried to make himself calm down, just take what she was giving. Lenny was making soft, reassuring sounds as she rubbed his thighs, encouraging him to relax.

“Do you think it would be easier if you rolled over?” she asked.

Maybe. At the very least, he wouldn’t have to worry about crushing her head between his thighs every time he had a strong reaction to something.

So, he flipped, positioning himself on his hands and knees.

Her hand appeared between his shoulder blades, pressing gently. “On your elbows,” she told him. “Easier for you to stay relaxed and better access for me.”

His face flushed as he eased himself down onto his elbows, ass up and knees parted.

“Okay?” she asked.

He swallowed, giving her a quick nod. “I’m good.”

She smiled and leaned forward to kiss his shoulder. “You’re very good.”

Shaking his head, he couldn’t help but chuckle. He did his best to keep that attitude as she settled behind him.

This time, he was a little more prepared for it when she licked him. The flat of her tongue swept across his hole and he exhaled shakily, fists clenched even as he tried to fight the urge to tense up.

She worked slowly, staying broad and gentle until he began to loosen up, easing him into it as she focused more on the tight ring of muscle. She kept a firm grip on his thigh, fingers pressing into his skin as she traced his hole with the very tip of her tongue.

His face was burning and his eyes were squeezed shut against the onslaught of new sensations. He knew it was gonna be sensitive but he hadn’t realized it would be quite so much.

Just as he was about to ask her to slow down, to ease up, something, she took hold of his balls.

His mouth fell open because that, the careful kneading combined with the insistent press of her tongue, was just right.

A desperate sound broke out of him and Lenny moaned softly in reply.

He buried his face in the pillows, mind fogging once he just let himself relax into the intensity that rose and fell with every touch. It felt like he was about to vibrate out of his skin from all the tingles that spread through him, and he was fairly sure that he wouldn’t have minded if he did, so long as Lenny kept doing what she was doing.

She stopped after a little while, making him whine at the loss, but she quickly promised that it wouldn’t be the last time they’d do that. He’d been getting louder, and she knew him well enough to suspect that he’d been close to coming. She wanted to make sure he was still up for the next part.

He took some time to steady himself while she got everything ready, securing the harness around her hips and thighs, getting the bottle of lube out and making sure she’d be able to grab it as needed. She also slid a towel under him because she knew the best course of action was to go slow and use plenty of lube, which was likely going to be a bit messy.

Getting him ready was almost like starting back at square one. Coaxing an entire finger into him was very different from doing the same with the tip of her tongue and he made that very clear.

After a fair amount of praise, encouragement, and gentle increases in pressure, she managed to slip a single finger into him, right to the knuckle.

“Fuck,” he breathed as she pulled out an inch and pushed back in.

She smoothed a hand over his back. “I know.”

“That’s one?”

“That’s one.”

“Shit.”

Once he adjusted a bit more, she added more lube and started working in a second finger. There was still some resistance, but it seemed easier for him. His hips were rocking ever so slightly along with the glide of her fingers. At that point, there was enough lube that it was dripping down his balls and he couldn’t bring himself to feel embarrassed about it. He was concentrating on being good, on following her instructions, on keeping himself from tightening up.

The stretch was strange and made him want to squirm. But, as it eased, he felt more of the drag, the slide of every move, and that stoked a fire in him.

She curled her fingers a little on one thrust and brushed across something that made him shiver, breath catching.

She did it again and he moaned openly.

“Here?” She pressed her fingers into him more deliberately.

All he could do was pant out an “uh-huh”, vision going white at the edges, his cock aching and heavy between his legs.

“Let’s see if I can hit that same spot with the toy.”

The words barely registered in his mind before she drew her fingers out. Any remaining tension in his body evaporated, leaving him slumped forward and dazed.

“Ready?”

He lifted his head and looked back at her. He’d forgotten what the dildo looked like, so the sight of it was all that he could think to comment on, blurting out, “It’s fucking blue.”

Lenny’s eyes widened and a laugh escaped before she could stop it. “You picked it out!”

“And it’s blue,” he stated again, fighting a smile of his own.

She gave him a playful spank.

“Hey! Careful, Len. I might be into that.” He gave her an exaggerated look of warning.

“Shut up, Frank,” she giggled. “I am trying to fuck you.”

He smirked, propping himself back up a little bit.

Joking around helped. It swept aside some of the concern, kept the tension and seriousness from becoming overwhelming. Cleared his head.

He held onto the lightness of that moment as she lined the toy up and pushed forward. The stretch was there again, but he could get through it, grit his teeth until it eased into something better.

She gave a few small, tentative thrusts, working the toy a little deeper each time.

“That’s it,” she praised, caressing his hip and lower back. “Just a little more.”

He huffed quietly, holding himself steady. It wasn’t a very big toy. Once they’d agreed to try pegging, he’d made sure to get something that would work for a beginner. But, even after the prepping, it was still a little bit wider than Lenny’s fingers and took some getting used to.

And, after a few more slow thrusts, her hips were flush against his ass, the toy buried to the hilt.

He blew out a breath, loosening the tight grip he’d unknowingly gathered the sheets into.

Drawing back until only the tip remained, Lenny shifted her hips before pressing back in. She wanted to find his prostate again and hopefully get the same reaction as before. That dazed look, the unabashed moans, it had been perfect.

There was just the achingly slow push and pull for a few minutes, allowing him to get used to the whole situation, and for her to find a rhythm that let her adjust her angle as needed. Before long, they worked up to a steady rocking, with more force behind each thrust, but still that mind-numbing drag as she pulled out. She kept a firm grip on Frank’s hip and used it as leverage and a way to take more control, not letting him shift around too much. He was grunting and moaning with each thrust, but she wanted to push harder, give him more.

Frank was on the verge of being overwhelmed. Everything happening was so new, so much. His knees were starting to ache, sweat sticking to his skin, and he didn’t even want to think about the mess they were making with the lube, but it was good.

Then, Lenny flattened a hand on his lower back and pressed down, nudging his thighs just a little wider, and thrust deep.

His brain stopped working.

A jolt travelled through his entire body, forcing a sound out of him from someplace deep in his chest.

She grinned, breathing hard from exertion, and rolled her hips into that same spot.

His arms faltered, unable to support his weight anymore, leaving his face buried in the pillows as he moaned.

Lenny leaned over him and slid a hand into his hair, still gripping his hip with the other. She didn’t pull or tug on his hair, just held it in her fist and used it as another anchor point as she ground into him. The sounds he made and the way he kept arching, the muscles in his back and shoulders bunching and relaxing, over and over, was incredible. She could hardly remember to breathe, mind racing with the things she wanted to do to him.

Frank’s head was empty of everything other than sensation. There was the prickling on his scalp were Lenny gripped his hair, the sticky sweat on his back, the ache in his groin from his thighs being spread too wide for too long as he was steadily pressed flatter against the sheets, fucked into the mattress. He felt the toy dragging against what seemed like every nerve in his body, filling his skin with sparks. The towel under him was smeared with precum and lube, his cock rutting against the fabric with each thrust from behind.

“Len,” he rasped, barely coherent. “Please.”

She was almost shaking at that point, determined but quickly tiring, more turned on than she could remember ever being. Her thighs were aching and slick, slippery with excess lube and her own arousal. “Come, Frank,” she panted. “I want you to come.”

His body reacted before he could even think to say thank you.

He came with his dick wedged between his stomach and the towel, painting both in a sticky mess. At that same moment, every last bit of strength just melted out of him and he would’ve sworn that he died for a split second there, simultaneously feeling like was floating and like his body weighed ten tons.

Lenny was slumped over him, forehead resting against his shoulder blade while she tried to catch her breath.

The toy was still buried in him, but she wasn’t sure she could move even if she wanted to, and thankfully, Frank didn’t seem to mind.

Still, she had to check. “Okay?”

He managed something that looked like a thumbs up and she patted his hip affectionately.

“Great.”

#anon ask #ask prompt #frank castle #frank castle x oc #the punisher

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cat-kirby · 1 month

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I love Charlie Puth fanfictions...

"The Beginning of Something Life-Changing" (if you want my wattpad reblog this)

I'm gonna copy and paste from Wattpad (my wattpad), fuck it.

It's 11 PM. At nighttime. It seems I overslept again after doing hard work. I jumped out of my bed with the sort of "BWOMP BWOMP, BWOMP BWOMP " guitar blasting from the outside.

I grunted with my tail at the top of my head, dizzy. I was trying to process what was going on...

"God, what's going on? Who the fuck is doing this?" I said in a tired voice.

I get up from my bed, feeling wobbly all over the place, pulling up the curtains only to see, there's people screaming from far away. How am I able to hear that?

Anyway. It looks like there's a concert going on. I hear a pleasant voice from someone that sounds familiar in the distance.

"Oh my... this sounds so familiar... GAH!! I WISH I COULD GO! FUCK!" I screamed, out of spite.

My phone starts ringing, with the ringtone of Charlie Be Quiet! playing on it. Someone's calling, and I don't know who. I pick up my phone, only to see an unknown number on FaceTime.

I answer anyway with a confused look on my face. It's.. one of my friends and they're in that concert! And a familiar face is with him...

"YOOO CK! LOOK WHO'S WITH ME!!" screamed Niko while he had a smile on his face. The biggest smile.

"W-Who's that? I don't recognize him..." I said, half-asleep. "He looks a little familiar... ehehe... I swear... W-Who are you?"

"Hey..." a familiar voice said, with a smile, in front of me.

My mind immediately woke up, and my eyes were full of shining stars, only to realize... it was the guy of my life and dreams that I'm meeting for the first time in my life!! WITH MY FRIEND, TOO!!

"Wh- C-Charlie... Puth? IS THAT YOU? THAT'S REALLY YOU? WITH MY FRIEND? NIKO? HI!!! I'M SO HAPPY TO SEE YOU!!" I screamed happily with tears on my face.

"Yeah, that's right! I kinda figured we would be great friends together. He's really nice! He knows a lot about me too, heh..." Charlie smiled at Niko.

"But don't even think about doing anything to my computer, got it?" His smile changed to a serious frown.

"Right, okay..." Niko said in a frustrated voice.

"Wait, u-uh... can I see the computer, though? After the concer- I MEAN, uh, well... Charlie...?" I said in an embarassed tone.

"Yeah?" Charlie changed his expression to a happy face immediately. "What is it?"

"Do you... want to be friends with me?" I never knew I would ask this... But here we are...

"Aww, you should have said that already, last time we met in 2020!! Why wouldn't I be friends with a cute thing like you? I'd love to!" Charlie smiled excitedly.

"Y-You're right- WAIT, REALLY? THANK YOU!! THANK YOU! THANK YOUUUU!!" My tail was wagging happily all over the place while my eyes were shining.

"You're an adorable little creature. not even a creature, a cute ball even! I wanna know more about you again!" Charlie smiles even more. Niko starts to smile a little, too.

"Thank you... so much! I am so fucking happy! Wait, can I get on the concert? Are you backstage?" I asked softly with a smile, blushing a little.

"Of course you can! I was just doing a soundcheck. Turns out the guitar was pretty loud... Did that wake you up?" Charlie said with a concerning tone.

"Yeah, it did wake me up for sure... I was grunting when I heard it... And, I was half-asleep! But, hey, you woke me up fully, so I don't have to miss anything!" I smiled happily.

Charlie's POV

Why is she so adorable? She's literally the cutest thing anybody could ever see! I wanna pet her so bad, but I'm not sure if she'll like it...

"Hey, what's your name, by the way? I forgot what it was, hehe..." He smirks.

"My name? It's Cat Kirby! Or you can call me CK! Did you forget that easily? Hehe..." (He better not come up with nicknames, I swear, those really get me in different moods...) I smiled softly.

"Aww, now I remember you. You're so adorable. C'mon, go to the concert!!" He smiled again.

"Okay! I-" He hung up before I said something special.

"Oh thank god. I almost slipped it out of me..." I went out of the house with my pink fancy looking car, with a sign saying "THANK YOU CHARLIE" on it. I locked the house door and everything else to make sure nobody's going in.

I drove to the concert. I got out of my car, only to see... Charlie and Niko waiting for me.

"Oh, CK! Where are youuuuu?" Charlie yelled happily. "We've been waiting!!"

"I'll definitely get the song..." Niko mumbled quietly.

"No." Charlie said in a mad tone.

"I AM HERE! I'M TRYING TO RUN TO YOU!" I yelled excitedly.

Niko pulled out a frying pan trying to hit Charlie. But he fails and fell on the floor. Charlie starts laughing maniacally.

"Did you think that would work?!" Charlie kept laughing.

"OH COME ON!! That's not how this is supposed to work!" Niko grunts.

"CHARLIEEEEEE!!!" I screamed, about to hug Charlie tightly.

"THERE YOU ARE, CK!!" He hugged me tightly. We both smiled a lot. I end up blushing red. He giggled after seeing that.

"I'm so glad... I got to see you again..." I said in tears, crying happily on his chest.

#fanfic #charlieputh #charlie puth #cat kirby #no smut #wholesome

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chlmvqn · 5 months

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-~ surprise? ~-

description: a proposal gone wrong? pairing: heeseung x reader genre: college!au ; fluff ; proposal (?) a/n hello! this will be my first story/post here on tumblr, but i've already written several stories before. i post in my wattpad account. enjoy!

"yeah, i don't think i can stay up anymore." your voice was tired and sleepy. you could doze off to sleep at any moment.

you and your lover, heeseung-- or which is what you call him, "hee", were on call. the both of you were on facetime for a week straight, and yes, your phone is obviously dying, but you couldn't care less. just as long as you're able to see your hottie of a boyfriend and hear his voice that could bend anyone's knees.

"then sleep," he answered. heeseung then spit out the saliva that was in his mouth--he was brushing his teeth.

"what about you?" as a concerned girlfriend you are, you asked him with worry laced in your voice.

your lover chuckled, "you know i'm going to class in an hour, so it's much better if you just sleep." he smiled at you, still holding his toothbrush. "unless you wanna hear a boring lecture."

you defeatedly sigh as you close your eyes.

"goodnight, love. sweet dreams!" heeseung said to you.

"thanks, love. have a great day!"

the male then turned his mic off and let you sleep peacefully.

you and heeseung were states apart from each other. having a long-distance relationship was hard. there were a lot of ups and downs here and there, and a lot of conflict. despite that, the both of you still managed to survive until 5 years.

you were highschool sweethearts, and now, you both just entered your second year of college.

it was currently 1:13am at your time and 9:13am for heeseung.

__________

heeseung grabbed his keys from the counter and a cup of coffee, and ofcourse, his phone which had your sleeping face directly on.

he couldn't help but smile at the sight.

his eyes fixated on the time and they widened. he quickly went out the door and went to his car.

__________

"you're almost late, again." jake-- his friend, teased him.

heeseung couldn't help but just shrug.

"it's because you spent all night up, talking to your girlfriend." the other waved his hands as if he was mocking him.

the male fished out his phone from his pocket then showed the screen to his best friend with his tongue sticking out.

"you're just jealous because you don't have one." heeseung teased him.

the other only rolled his eyes in return and walked towards the entrance of the university.

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timeskip to lunch

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heeseung grabbed a sandwich from his bag-- which he prepared earlier. his eyes looked around the cafeteria, hoping to find his friends.

A hard slap on the back was given to him. he turned around and saw jake.

"oy, grandpa, they're over there." his friend pointed at a group at a table.

the both of them walked towards the group. heeseung put his hand in his pocket and grabbed his phone. he smiled once again over your sleeping face-- your teddy bear partially covering your face, the teddy bear was given by him from your 1st anniversary.

"yooo!" jungwon called out to them. "is wayen on call today too?" he smiled, hoping for heeseung to say yes.

he man nodded, "right here." he waved his phone, but he quickly retreated.

"but I'm not showing her to you guys."

jungwon frowned as the others laughed.

"i'm gatekeeping my soon to be fiance, thank you very much!" heeseung exclaimed.

"ohh! you're proposing?" sunoo shouted at him.

"yeah, in a week." he sat down on the table, along with jake.

"can you tell us your whole plan?" jake curiously asked with a smile on his face. sunghoon just rested his chin on his palm, listening to the conversation.

"well," he started, putting the phone down on the surface. "i'm planning to fly to her next week, and take her on a very romantic date." heeseung winked.

"that's going to be so cute!" sunoo exclaimed. "i can't wait!"

"neither can i.'' a sudden voice was heard by heeseung. he jumped and eventually looked around. "down here, idiot." you laughed.

his microphone was accidentally turned on when he waved the phone earlier-- leading you to wake up and hear all they said.

ruining his surprise.

"why didn't you speak up?~" heeseung whined. the others were confused on who he was talking to, but eventually caught on when he grabbed his phone and faced it on his phone.

"i was curious and decided to just listen in." you giggled over his cute frowny face.

"so much for a surprise.." a defeated smile crept to his face."just so you know, i'd say yes to you." you smile sincerely at him.

#enhypen #heeseung #hee #fluff #jake enhypen #lee heesung x reader #lee heeseung #x reader #sunoo #jungwon #sunghoon

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luv-xoxo · 2 years

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Lifesaver ~ Vinnie Hacker

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TW: attempt of sexual assault, some swearing idk that's all I think

So there's the thing, my dumb ass forgot my wallet home and right now my phone is dead, meaning I have to walk back home from the library, which would be fine if it wasn't pitch black outside. I decided to be brave and I started walking. Everything was going alright the first 15 minutes. That's until I passed by a group of guys that looked at least 4 years older than me may I add, as I passed by them they start whistling at me and calling me to go over and have fun with them, my heart is beating so fast and I honestly feel like I am about to have a panic attack. What I least expected was that two of them started to follow me. I didn't realize that until a hand grabbed me yanking me back "come on sweetheart we want to make you feel good", " No please let go of me" By now I had tears streaming down my face and he laughed, his friend wasn't here yet he was a few meters back so I had to think quick. I kneed him on his dick and took off running. They were chasing after me and I was starting to feel tired, when I spotted a boy leaning on a pretty car I decided to take my chance so I ran and crashed him into a hug. "Please play along they are chasing me" I sobbed into his chest.

Vinnies pov

I was scrolling through my phone waiting in the boys to come back with food, when someone ran into me hugging me, at first I thought it was a fan but then the person spoke "Please play along they are chasing me" Her voice was so shaky and blended with sobs I could barely understand what she was saying, I quickly hugged her "it's okay I got you" I whispered to her, not really knowing what to do in a situation like that. Soon enough I saw same guys running towards us we'll more likely her, so I pushed her behind me "need something" I spat rudely at the pieces of shit that were chasing down a female only weak bitches do disgusting shit like that. "Mind your business pretty boy and give me my girlfriend back" One of then said and I felt the girl shaking her head " You got the wrong girl dude now I would appreciate it if you fucked off and stop scaring MY girl" I said ready to throw hands. "Oh sorry our bad dude" They said leaving. When they were away I turned to see the girl and God she was beautiful "hey are you alright? Here let me get you some water" I said leading her to sit on the passengers seat and handing her some water. "Yeah i- thank you" She said trying to stop crying. "Of course" I said softly I didn't have the chance to say something else bc I heard the voices from the boys coming back .

"Yooo V man,who's your lady friend" Thomas shouted which made the girl flinch. "Hey can you wait here for a second" I asked her and she nodded. I got up and walked to the boys explaining quickly what happened. They were understanding and waited over Thomas's car till I took care of the girl. I walked back to her and she clearly looked terrified it made me so angry who in their right mindset could make someone to feel like that?

"Hey would you like me to call you an Uber or do you want to call someone to take you home", " No I m gonna walk I - I forgot my wallet and well I just moved here alone so..." She trailed. Dang that's so unlucky of her but what I know for sure is I m not letting her walk alone right now "it's okay I can pay for your Uber", " No I can't accept that plus you already helped me a lot" , "alright then let me drive you home", " I don't wanna bother you, you don't have to get out of your way to drive me home" , " Oh woman you are stubborn! How about that I drive you home and you have to go out with me as a thank you" I said "alright only cause I m scared to walk all the way to my house" She smiled "good" I smiled "thank you.. ", " Vinnie my name is Vinnie " I smiled "thank you Vinnie, I am yn", I smiled " A pretty name for a pretty girl" With that I left to tell the others that they shouldn't wait on me and return to the car, got in and drive her home.

#vinnie hacker #hype house #vinnie fluff #vinnie vincent #vinnie fanfic

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krabmeat · 2 years

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SNOWBALL FIGHT DOESN'T MATTER WHO OR WHAT I'M JUST THROWING IT OUT THERE

𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚐𝚘𝚘𝚍 - 𝚌𝚌!𝚓𝚜𝚌𝚑𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚝 𝚡 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚘𝚗𝚒𝚌!𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛

𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜: cc!jschlatt

𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚜: they/them

𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚐𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜: yelling (not angry yelling though!), censored cursing

𝚊𝚞𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚎𝚜: YOOO I GOTCHU BRO I GOTCHU!!! this fic is also meant to answer @dawnfallx 's ask as well!! thank you for requesting ALSO AYYYYEEEE I FINALLY POSTED A FIC YUHHHHH!!! ITS BEEN A WHILE-- ANYWAYS ENJOY!!

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“It’s too f-cking cold to be walking, Y/n, Jesus Christ.”

“Oh really? How about you cry about it, then?”

Casual banter flows out between you and Schlatt, but for the most part it was just him complaining about how cold it was. The previous night it had snowed all night, leaving around 4 inches of snow dusting everything in sight. There wasn’t any important reason as to why you and him decided to go out, you were just really craving a snack from the convenience store and didn’t wanna go alone- hence why Schlatt is to your right on the sidewalk.

“I hope that snack is worth it. I’m freezing my f-cking balls off.”

You roll your eyes at Schlatts off-handed remark along with what seems to be his millionth complaint about the cold. The snow on the ground has yours and Schlatts footprints indented into the powdery snow. By the looks of it, it seems that no one else wanted to go on an evening walk in the biting cold.

“In fact, it was worth it! Plus, it’s not like you can even talk, you hypocrite. You bought sh-t too!”

Schlatt unzips his coat and shoves his bag of Baked Lays in, promptly zipping his coat back up. There’s a lump over his stomach where the bag of chips is.

“I’ll talk all I want!”

Schlatt says, kicking the snow up and watching it fall as he walks past.

“Oh really? I don’t think you will. Not if I can help it, at least.”

By this time, Schlatt is already a couple feet in front of you- and therefore you are out of his view.

“Yeah? What’re you gonna do about it, then? You gonna- WHAT THE FUCK!”

Schlatt pats off the snow from the back of his neck. He spins around to see a dent in the snow and you wipe your hands off on your coat.

“Oh- oh okay so we’re playing like this now? Then you better start f-ckin running. Yknow what- I’ll even give you a head start! You’ve got 10 seconds.”

Schlatt starts slowly counting down, making direct eye contact with you as he crouches down and gathers up a snowball. Immediately you start running. You make sure you’re a good distance away from Schlatt, his counting getting louder the wider the distance between the two of you grows.

“FOUR! THREE! TWO…”

You spot a wide tree and dive behind it, packing together as much snow as possible into balls.

“ONE! WATCH YOUR F-CKING BACK, Y/N!”

You hear Schlatts bulky Timberlands walking through the snow. The crunching of his boots against the snow gives away his location, so you pick up two snowballs and throw them haphazardly in Schlatts general direction. Because of your lack of aim, the snowballs only land on his ankles, barely hindering him. He cackles, basking in your sorry attempt at hitting him.

“That was a sh-t throw, Y/n! If you stop hiding then I can demonstrate what a good throw looks like!”

His mocking words fill you with determination, your sights now set on destroying Schlatt in this damned snowball fight. Quick thinking leads you to stashing a few snowballs with you and sprinting to another tree. You stomp the rest of the snowballs before making a run for it to the tree you’ve deemed as adequate enough for cover. But the crunch of the snow under your boots gives you away immediately. Schlatt spins around and his snowballs rail into your side before you could get behind the tree.

Schlatt cackles loudly, an evil and slightly unhinged edge is somewhere in his voice.

“It’s over, Y/n! You’re DONE!”

As he makes his way towards you, you’ve gotta think quick. Even though he’s spotted you, his throws are out of range since you’ve taken cover behind the tree. You can hear just how far away Schlatt is to you, but you don’t have enough time to make enough snowballs to secure an escape. If you don’t win this, then there’s no escape. You lose the snowball fight completely.

‘If I can’t make enough snowballs, then…’

A small pile of snow catches your eye and gives you an idea. You scoop up a bunch of snow in one of your arms and stand slowly. As Schlatts footsteps approach you, you circle around the tree as he is met with nothing, to his surprise, and you are met with the back of his coat, not to your surprise.

“Huh-? What in the- AAAH! HOLY F-CKING SH-T!”

Schlatt jumps up in surprise, the snow you stuffed into the back of his coat melting into his shirt. He grabs at his coat, desperately trying to get as much snow out as possible. He can’t seem to set aside the excruciating chill to catch up to you as you run away, laughing and yelling in victory.

“F-CK YOU, Y/N! THAT WAS A BULLSH-T MOVE”

You yell back to him, still running away,

“HOW ABOUT YOU GET GOOD, LOSER!”

#krabs kreates #mcyt x platonic reader #jschlatt x reader #jschlatt x you #jschlatt x y/n #mcyt x you #mcyt x y/n #mcyt x reader #mcyt x gender neutral reader

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Dramione Recommendations

Ok so, 2020 has been A LOT but on a personal note one of the most surprising things to happen was me discovering Dramione fanfiction and becoming unashamedly obsessed with it. I really didn’t see that coming but I’m here now and I’m here to stay.

I think I started reading in the Dramione fandom around mid July last year?? (In all honesty I’ve lost any true sense of time’s progression at this point so I could be well off the mark with that) And I’ve decided to compile a list of all my favourite fics I’ve read so far. Why? I really just want to gush over all the amazing writers I have found through this fandom because y’all deserve it.

Side note: If any of the authors actually sees this post just dm so I can buy you coffee or post you writing supplies or something idk I feel like that’s the least I can do for all your amazing work x

Remain Nameless by @heyjude19-writing

Ok I have to start with RN because this fic is pretty much the sole reason I decided to create an account with A03 or a tumblr or just decided to get involved with this fandom at all.

I headcannon this story hard. But I think even if you aren’t a fan of Dramione you should just read this because it is so unbelievably good and well written and poignant and Draco’s sarcastic personality in this is truly a thing of beauty in this - I relate to his inner monologue’s on a deep personal level.

I could rave about this story any time, any day of the week, just ask me. In fact, maybe I’ll just start a HeyJude19 fan club to fulfill that urge.

There are so many elements that I love but for the sake of brevity, RN is a beautifully told story of Draco and Hermione finding love and healing in a post-war HP setting. Heyjude19 had the very special ability of making me want to simulatenously laugh, cry and swoon with the power of her words. Just stop what you are doing and go read it now if you havent already, ok?

I also really enjoyed reading Bells on a Hill, Beers, Potions and Unwise Notions and A Shift in Focus, if you are looking for smaller fics, definitely give these a go. They are all funny and heartfelt stoires that will make your tippy toes wriggle with glee.

The Rights and Wrongs Series by @lovesbitca8

The Right Thing To Do, All The Wrong Things and The Auction are the holy trinity of Dramione writing. I have christened it thus, so mote it be. And frankly I’m not interested in any other opinion than that one, thank you very much!

After reading this series I don’t think I’ll be able to look back on the orginal HP books without thinking of Hermione’s and Draco’s memories of their time at Hogwarts in these fics as anything other than strictly cannon.

So many things to love about this series but I think one of the major highlights was Hermione and Draco’s use of occlumency. LoveBitca8 created such beautiful visuals with how occlumency works as a magical practice and seeing Draco and Hermione so devoted to eachother to the point of safeguarding their inner most feelings to protect eachother was unbelievably romantic and poetic.

Also the smut is divine ;)

Manacled by @senlinyu

My heart will never be the same after reading this story. Like I actually can’t think about this fic without getting a lump at the back of my throat. I have never felt so emotionally ruined after reading anything, compared to the likes of this fic. Just please, please read it. To badly quote HP, reading Manacled will make you suffer but you’re going to be happy about it.

The flashbacks are a rollercoaster in of themselves but the way Hermione inadvertently refers to them when she is still in a state of memory loss was so heartbreaking to read. My heart still aches for them both. Also its a truly satisfying to see Draco and Hermione written in a way were they are both so fiercly protective of one another. They make my insides go soft.

I also really enjoyed Snow Fall, Now Is A Gift and All You Want by the author but to be honest anything written by Senlinyu is always thoroughly enjoyable and worth a look.

The Erised Effect by @adaprix

Ada is QUEEN of dramione smut but ‘The Erised Effect’ is top tier. Its equal parts funny, romantic, sentimental and oh so sexy. Ada really knows how to build and build on sexual tension and doesn’t disappoint on the final delivery. I’m a big admirer of her writing style and just veraciously read whatever she posts but ‘The Erised Effect’ is just golden. A must read. (Also Pansy’s sexual fantasy in this story is a visual I don’t think I’ll ever be able to remove from my brain so thanks for that Ada)

Also quick side note: Adaprix’ stories were the first I read when I was looking into this fandom and it was enough to get me hooked on the pairing from the get go so I have that to thank Ada for too. I remember devouring all the stories she had posted to A03 and when I was done I was like... now what am I supposed to do with my life?? And that’s basically when I began to look deeper into the fandom and thus the course of my life in 2020 changed for the better.

Some other stories I love by her are Break for Me, All My Sins, The Big 4-0, The Fucklust Series and The Flat in Bath.

Clean by @olivieblake

This 6th Year AU where Draco and Hermione work together on a class assignment and end up falling in love had me feeling all kinds of ways when I read it. I almost don’t know where to start but I think one of the stand out things for me was how immersed I felt in reading it.

Hogwarts is captured really well, you get a good sense of class atmospheres, character nuances and behind the scenes of events that happen in HBP but from a Draco and Hermione’s perspectives. It’s well executed and intricate tapestry of a fic. With an excellent plot twist ending!

Also Hermione and Draco’s relationship in this is equal parts fluffy and smutty and it just ticks all the right boxes that you want to see for those characters ;)

Breath Mints / Battle Scars by @onyx-and-elm

The angst in this one is just *chef’s kiss*

God I love this fic. The way Draco is portrayed is very true to his defensive and tetchy character in the original books but he is also given so much more depth. The way his diary entries are written are just so well executed. It’s a true testament to the author’s creative writing skill. And I LOVE how even though Draco is clearly in such a messed up place, he still has a basic level of self respect and dignity that he won’t tolerate being used or undervalued in his relationship with Hermione.

Yep, I really love Draco’s characterisation in this one if you can’t tell. But Hermione is also well written too. Her stuggles and trauma of returning to Hogwarts after war is described in a believable and grounded way. And my heart definitely ached for them both. I just wanted to wrap the pair of them in a big fuzzy blanket and tell them that everything will be alright.

WANDS OUT! by @persephonestone

This murder mystery / Dramione / Theo x Harry / AU crossover is everything I didn’t know I wanted until I read it. I felt like I was picked up and plonked right into an alternative dimension where all the characters of HP are just living it up in an Agatha Christie novel.

It’s a funny and clever story that I found refreshing to read amongst all the other fanfics that are usually cemented in the HP timeline or universe. Theodore Nott in this fic is perfection he should be written like this in every fic from now on in my opinion. I couldn’t stop giggling any time he had a scene in the story.

And the ‘only one bed’ trope in this fic is 10/10. I don’t want to give spoilers but ohmygod. It hits all the right notes.

The One With Technical Difficulties by cassielassie

Cassielassie has an excellent three part series of Dramone called ‘The One with...” but I have to give special credit to this story in particular for one main reason. ELEVATOR TROPES. I can’t get enough of em. I think I have my early childhood viewings of NCIS to thank for my obsession with elevator tropes they just do something to me that simply cannot be explained with mere words. The palpable sexual tension of being in a broken down elevator with an ‘enemies to lovers’ pairing, a heated arguement breaks out followed by a discovery of mutual feelings and a romantic embrace...

Eugh. It gets me everytime. And this fic is no exception. I loved it for all the reasons I’ve already stated above but also for the attention to detail in Draco and Hermione’s careers makes this one particularly immersive. The dynamics between them established in this one-shot are convincingly portrayed and the chemistry between them is so undeniably hot.

The Light is No Mystery by @masterofinfinities

Yooo if you want to read a dramione fic that is a deep dive into Pureblood culture and Post-War recovery but is also a perfect allegory for discrimination and today’s political landscape of moral grandstanding for votes then look no further than this one.

This story has a bit of everything. Intrigue, mystery, ptsd and recovery, enemies to lovers / secret relationship, government conspiracy and humour, to name a few. I eargerly await every update to this story and am anxious to know how it ends!

The Eagle’s Nest by HeartOfAspen

Finally! A fic that gives me the Ravenclaw representation I crave. I think I could recommend this fic on the lore depicted of Ravenclaw house alone. ‘The Stacks’ and Rowena Ravenclaw’s own ‘come and go room’ are just such cool details that I could see being real in the HP universe.

This fic is so cosy and makes me feel like I’m just popping back into Hogwarts for another year. You get to see all the usuals like prof. Mcgongall, Nearly headless Nick, PEEVES, Hagrid, as well as learn more about minor characters from the other school houses. The story follows Hermione going to her day to day classes and there are interesting concepts about magic and alchemy that are explored.

Draco and Hermione’s relationship in this one is of course very fluffy and heartfelt. But it’s the attention to detail that really makes this fic outstanding and the experience of reading it feels fleshed out and true to HP universe.

A shorter fic by HeartofAspen that I recommend is one called Set in Stone, it has an adventurous, Indianna Jones vibe to it, that I am so down for.

Teachable Moments by @purplesugarquills

In this fic Hermione is an innocent little virgin determined to learn everything about sex. And Draco Malfoy is her tutor. If that isn’t enough to get you on board then I don’t know what is. Both Heartfelt and Steamy. PurpleSugarQuills writes smut so well but it’s the progression of their growing attachment and the nervous treading of new uncharted waters of romantic relationships for both of them that just adds a whole other level of feels to the story. Also chapter 9 is like reading poetry - its so good. Eugh just give it a read if you haven’t already.

Les Pèlerins by @pacific-rimbaud

This story is high art. It’s transcendent. Reading this story feels like the emotional equivalent of standing around a hundred glowing fairy lights, sipping hot cocoa and being wrapped in the loving embrace of a s/o. I can’t speak my praises highly enough or even become passably coherent in my words when I try to articulate a review.

From the very first paragraph I felt like I was just whisked away on a Parisian holiday and I’ve never even bloody been to Paris but damn it if this story didn’t make me feel like I was there. The writing style is just so tactile and intense it’s like I could feel the cold winter air brush against me as I read it. Eugh I just completely fell in love with the story and the writer.

New Year’s resolution. Read everything PacificRimbaud has ever posted online.

#This post is the online equivalent of me thrusting a pile of books into your hands and poking at you until you every single one #A behaviour I may or may not already be prone to #dramione #fanfiction #fanfic recommendations #I think I may have missed a few but I think I'll try to make a habit of gushing over new writers as I find them #Doing this just satisfies a deep inner urge in me to just compliment the everloving shit out of writers #who made my life a little more bearable with their words

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multi--kpop--fanfics · 3 years

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(Not) Such A Good Boy

sub!bf!Juyeon x dom!fem!reader (ft. Eric, Kevin and Hyunjae)

genre: smut, slight crack, a bit of fluff towards the end

contains: dom/sub themes, degradation, oral sex (f receiving), marking, biting, spanking, Juyeon is a brat on a choker and a leash, unprotected sex (be safe y’all)

Author’s note: This man right there has been wrecking my existence lately (I blame Kingdom) and this GIF screams sub!Juyeon so yeah, enjoy this filth

“Lee Juyeon, you’ve got to be fucking kidding me”, you scoff under your breath. You have been waiting for the past twenty minutes in the living room, outfit and makeup on point, since you were about to go clubbing with your group of friends. But apparently, your dear boyfriend had lost all sense of time, trying to get ready.

Visibly irritated, you storm to your shared bedroom, your heels angrily clicking on the wooden floor. “Juyeon, I swear to God-” you mutter and stop mid-sentence, only to see your boyfriend leaning on the door, fully dressed and a lop-sided smirk plastered on his handsome face.

“You called, babe?”, he asks teasingly and before rolling your eyes, you give him an once-over, processing his choice of clothes - a pair of tight black leather pants that were hugging his muscular thighs deliciously, a pair of black combat boots, a cropped black sweater with holes around his clavicles and a black belt-like choker around his neck. He was the epitome of the emo bad boy that all parents hated and all girls craved.

“Um, what is this?”, you question him with a pointing finger. "That, is my outfit for tonight", Juyeon states, the previous smirk still on his face, "What, you don't like it?". "Isn't it a bit unfair for me to wear not so revealing clothes all while you're dressed as an emo himbo?", you complain and he laughs, "An emo himbo? Wow, you're getting more creative with your descriptions, Y/N. You're right though, it's a sort of questionable outfit". You perk up at his response, hoping he'll change into something more colorful and less hole-adorned, only to be utterly disappointed, as Juyeon reached into the closet only to drape a black leather jacket on top of his broad shoulders. "Now we're good to go", he turns to you and winks with audacity. Brat, you scoff mentally and pick up the keys to unlock the door and finally leave your shared apartment.

"Finally! What the fuck took you so long?!", your friend Eric yells at you, trying to overcome the loud bass of the club speakers. "Your complaints to your friend over there, he was the one who took twenty minutes to get ready", you roll your eyes pointing to Juyeon, who was greeting Hyunjae and Kevin, your other friends. "Yooo, Juyeon, what's up with the collar, bro?", Eric amusingly points out. "It's a choker, you tasteless twat. But what would you know of fashion, since you only know how to wear t-shirts and ripped jeans?", Kevin comments and Juyeon mouths a 'thank you' to him. "Simple is the best, my dear friend. Besides, I've been getting all the girls, unlike you and your snake print jacket", Eric retaliates. "Excuse you, this jacket is a fashion statement!", Kevin bites back, feeling insulted. "Not gonna lie though, it does look like a collar. Will you put him on a leash too, Y/N?", Hyunjae comments in a snarky way, making Eric cringe in disgust. "Hyunjae, please go get some drinks, for God's sake", you reply with a dismissive manner. "Yes ma'am", he rolls his eyes and goes to the bartender.

You turn to Juyeon, who was extremely stiff after Hyunjae's comment. "You okay, baby?", you nudge him softly and he's brought back to reality. "Y-yeah, I'm fine, no worries", Juyeon replies, praying that the loud bass could cover his shaky voice. "Don't listen to Eric and Hyunjae, they have zero fashion sense, bro. I would wear that choker too, looks hella good on you", Kevin adds while pointing to the choker and Juyeon's smile is back on his face, "Thanks, bro, I really appreciate it", he replies with a chirpy tone.

The music suddenly changes into a slower jam and Juyeon smirks devilishly, as he winks at you and walks towards the dance floor. You watched as he starts swaying his hips and shoulders in the most smooth way possible, his half-lidded eyes never leaving yours. Eric and Kevin were whistling and cheering on Juyeon, all while Hyunjae was snorting at their antiques. You were simply lost in the image of your boyfriend dancing like there was no tomorrow. He wasn't just following the rhythm, he was riding it - and boy, was he good at doing so.

In fact, he was so good that he gained the attention of many people in the club. And you were lowkey proud, because that man was yours. However, a certain girl wasn't aware of that - hence why she approached Juyeon and started dancing with him. You were a bit jealous, not gonna lie, but the next moment made your blood fucking boil.

He had the fucking audacity to put his hands on her waist and dance with her - all while looking to you over her shoulder with the most smug expression on his face. That fucker, you mentally curse. This was definitely payback for everything you said before you left the house. You just knew it. You weren't even the jealous or possessive type of girlfriend to begin with.

But you'd be damned if you were to let a random bitch run her hands over your boyfriend.

Hyunjae catches up to your motions and he grabs you by your wrist. "Hyunjae, what the f-" "Shut up and listen to me. Going there and creating a scene will not end up well for you and you will give Juyeon exactly what he wants", he states and his words hit home faster that you expected. "Since when did you become so perceptive?", you raise an eyebrow and he chuckles, "I have my moments too, Y/N". "So, since your brain decided to actually function tonight, do you have any idea?" you ask in defeat and Hyunjae starts pulling you to the dance floor by your hand, leaving Eric and Kevin completely baffled. He then pulls you into his chest and leans in your ear to whisper

"Just dance, Y/N".

A Cheshire cat-like grin spreads on your lips, as you catch up to his ulterior motive and you start dancing with Hyunjae, hoping that Juyeon will notice the two of you. "Don't think too much about it, it will happen naturally", he adds, "You're too stiff, Y/N, just relax and enjoy dancing".

His words actually succeed in making you relax and you sway your hips more comfortably, actually enjoying the slow jams echoing through the club speakers. Under the dim lights, you lock eyes momentarily with Juyeon, who was licking his lips and his gaze was a mix of lust and death glares, the last one directed to Hyunjae. "Told you it would work", he comments, "You owe me this one". "Shut the fuck up, Hyunjae", you spit back and he laughs.

However, his laughter is cut short by a very jealous Juyeon, who has grabbed him by the collar of his shirt. "Next time I see you dance with Y/N, I'll break your fucking kneecaps", he growls and Hyunjae takes a step back, "She's all yours, bro", he raises his hands in defense and returns to the table. Juyeon then turns to you, his blood still boiling with jealousy, as you watch him with a proud smirk.

"You find this funny, huh? Dancing shamelessly with my friend?", he clenches his jaw. You then thread a finger through his choker and pull him close to your face, making Juyeon gasp. "Funny? No honey, I'm fucking fuming right now, because you decided to act like a brat and put your hands on the first bitch that threw herself on you", you retaliate, your chill facade slipping away. A sickly sweet smile adorns Juyeon's face as he watches every single movement of yours. He lowers his head, his lips hanging mere centimeters over yours and he slyly pokes out his tongue to lick your lips, hissing at the wet feeling.

"You're so fucking hot when you're mad, baby".

That was the last straw.

"Get your stuff, we're going home", you announce and he flashes a toothy grin. "Yes ma'am", he replies almost immediately and you return to your friends' table. "Guys, we'll be leaving now, hope you enjoy the rest of the night!" you announce and Eric looks between Juyeon and you. "Do I want to know what's going on?", he questions and Kevin pats him on the back while shaking his head as in 'no'. You both bid farewell to your friends and you walk out of the club, jogging towards your car. Juyeon whips out the cars keys and he opens the door for you, his gentleman-like gesture a complete contrast to his previous bratty behaviour.

The ride back home feels like it lasted for hours, when in reality, it lasted only ten minutes - maybe it's your sheer desire to fuck your handsome boyfriend to oblivion. By the time you entered your shared apartment, your lips were on Juyeon's neck, your hands roaming his toned body and his arms wrapped around your waist.

"You love acting like a bratty slut, don't you?", you sneer at him and he releases a breathy chuckle. "Yeah, and so do you", he whispers and he trails kisses upon your neck and behind your ear, nibbling your earlobe. "Are you going to punish me for being a bratty slut?".

You thought you came right there and then, 'cause fuck, he is so hot like this.

"Is that what you want? Fine then, you'll get the punishment you deserve, slut", you hiss while gripping Juyeon's jaw, your manicured nails raking his porcelain skin, "Don't say I didn't warn you", you whisper into his ear and he releases one of the lewdest sounds you've ever heard in your life. "God, you're a desperate little bitch, aren't you, Lee Juyeon?", you ask while removing the detachable strap of your bag and clasp it on his choker, creating a make-shift leash. "Only for you, baby", he replies with a sultry voice and half-lidded eyes.

You pull him by the make-shift leash, and you push him onto the couch, where you settle yourself on his lap, his hard cock straining his already tight pants. You remove his shirt, exposing his chiseled body. Wasting no time, you attack his collarbones with your lips, trailing red and purple blotches on his soft skin. You bite the juncture of his neck teasingly and he releases breathy moans, making you chuckle. You grind your clothed core on his bulge, and the sweet friction makes Juyeon mewl again. He tries to reach for your crotch with his hand, but you stop him by pulling the leash, making him gasp.

"No sweetheart, no touching tonight", you chastise him, as you pull back to remove your clothes and his pants, leaving the both of you only in your underwear. Juyeon's bulge is even more evident now, the thin material of his boxers having a wet spot, due to his cock leaking pre-cum. The sight in front of you makes your own wetness pool in your panties - your boyfriend on a leash, his perfectly styled hair now disheveled, his upper torso covered in love bites, his muscular thighs fully spread and his cock straining against his boxers.

"Baby, fuck, please do something", he pleads with bleary eyes. "Lie down for me", you order and he's laid flat on his back with one swift motion, his desperation showing. You remove your underwear and place your naked pussy right in front of his face. He reaches for your thighs with his arms, but you slap them away. "I said, no touching", you say sternly, "But-", "You should have thought twice before touching that bitch with your hands. Now, be a good boy and use your pretty mouth", you demand.

Juyeon pushes his wet tongue into your heat without second thought and he's lapping up your juices like a starved man. You can't help but moan with satisfaction, having him under your control like that gave you a huge adrenaline rush. You raked your nails from his torso to the hem of his boxers, the sensation making him moan and momentarily halt his actions. You slap his left thigh to alert him and his cock twitches, the vibrations of his moans coursing through your body as well. Juyeon now flattens his tongue against your folds with a faster tempo.

"You like it when I spank you, huh? Naughty boy", you smirk and land another slap, this time on his right thigh. Juyeon retaliates by sucking on your clit harshly, making you yelp from pleasure and you feel him smirk against your pussy. You find the leash and tug it, pulling Juyeon's face even closer to your core. "Behave, or you'll sleep without cumming tonight", you warn him and he whines, but resumes his efforts nonetheless. "Good boy, k-keep it u-up", you stutter as you feel your high approach with each passing second. His tongue is alternating between circling your clit and pumping in and out of your hole, the squelching sounds creating a pornographic scene.

You scream as you cum on Juyeon's face, your whole body shaking, as he helps you ride out your orgasm with kitten licks. You pull yourself together and turn around to face him, as he nastily licks his lips to taste your essence. "Sweet like fucking candy", he comments, "Want a taste, baby?". You pull him by the leash and crash your lips on his, tasting yourself, as your tongues dance crazily in a battle of dominance. "You're still acting like a brat, but since you did as I said, maybe you deserve to cum after all", you state and bend down to remove his boxers and free his painfully hard erection.

"Y/N, stop fucking teasing already!", Juyeon whines again and you slap his thigh again, "Where did your manners go, baby?".

"Please, Y/N..."

"Please what?"

"Please use my cock to cum"

"Fuck, such a good boy", you moan and spear yourself onto his hard cock, the sudden stretch tipping between pain and pleasure. You give yourself almost no time to adjust and you start riding Juyeon like a mad woman. He pistons his hips in unison, pounding into you with a speed neither of your brains are able to register. You put your hands on his broad chest for support and he holds your hips with his hands so tight you might get bruises the next day. Neither of you are able to contain your obscene moans nor form coherent sentences, way too lost in pleasure and lust.

"Fuck, Juyeon, you're such a good boy, so good for me", "Only for you Y/N, shit- only yours", he groans and his hips start to falter, signaling his upcoming orgasm. "I-I'm close again, nngh..", you mewl as you feel your insides clench around his cock like a vice. "M-Me too, Y/N please let me cum, let me f-fill you up baby", "Oh God, yes, fill me with your cum, babe", you moan loudly.

Juyeon moans with you as he stills himself, his cock twitching uncontrollably and flooding your cunt with his hot cum, painting your insides white. You collapse on top of him, panting heavily, the both of you sweating and spent, laughing breathlessly. You muster all the strength you have left in you to remove the choker from Juyeon's neck.

"Oof, thank you baby", he nods, rubbing his neck softly. You swipe a few dark strands of his forehead. You notice the marks on his neck the choker left and you can't help but feel a little regretful. "Did I hurt you?", you ask sheepishly and Juyeon smiles softly and presses a kiss on your nose. "No baby, you were perfect. We should do this more often, actually. You look hella sexy when you take control", he teases and you playfully smack his chest.

"So you intend to dance with random girls in clubs?", you ask and Juyeon smirks,

"No, but I intend to be not such a good boy for you".

#juyeon smut #tbz juyeon #lee juyeon #the boyz smut #the boyz fanfics #tbz #would you look at that #another juyeon fanfic

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namjoonswifey99 · 3 years

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Stop Playing Pt.3

Erik Killmonger X Reader

Warnings : Cussing it get steamy Profanity Use of The N-word Possivness

Author Notes: I Know I'm way behind in this story but I'm sorry I'm catching up now. I don't own anything but the plot and the last name.

Y/N was heated how dare he use her feelings against her who he does think he is. Y/N was now pacing in her towel throwing insults at Erik even though he wasn't present. Y/N decided she was gonna be bold and petty by wearing an outfit that she knows he hates. Y/N wore a brown chocolate two piece set that showed her slim figure and her gorgeous chocolate skin.The outfit was showing the top part of her breast a nice deep v cut and her skirt had a slit starting from mid thigh. Y/N then proceeded to put her smedium poetic braids in a half up half down look. Y/N looked in the mirror and she honestly couldn't believe how good she looked. Y/N other friend Monique was texting her to let her know she was outside. Y/N and Monique were more like sisters than friends.

“ Okkkkkkkkayyyyy Y/N i see you stepping on some necks tonight” Monique said hyping Y/N up. Monique was waiting on Y/N to come out of her shell and this was her perfect time to do it. “Well Erik been pushing me not to go to the party even using my feelings towards him so i said fuck it watch me go.” Y/N said making sure she got everything in her purse that included her taser, pepper spray, keys, and her pocket knife.

“ Girl you are lying to me right now he did not” Monique says while looking at her in disbelief. Good thing they were at a red light because Monique couldn't believe what she was saying. “ That's crazy he needs his ass beat” Monique said while driving off from the red light. “ Girl like somebody is gonna be bold and touch Erik but I did call him a bitch”. Y/N said while pulling up her and Erik messages to show Monique. “ Y/NNNNN you didn't please tell- girl you're gonna get fucked up”. Monique said while pulling up to Aaron’s party. Monique then grabbed Y/N phone to see their messages and there it was clear as day the bitch word that dudes hate to call.

“ Y/N you better not let Erik catch you here he gonna fuck you up” Monique said Monique always been the one to see both sides. “ Girl I don’t care I’m not scared of Erik” Y/N says trying to be bold. “ Y/N we both know that that's a lie.” Monique said while looking straight at Y/N she understands her finally standing her ground but not this way.

Everybody knew on campus that Erik is crazy and he definitely doesn't play when it comes to Y/N. Monique can only hope Erik or Y/N doesn't do anything wild tonight. “ Well okay you got me there but still he's not my dad nor my boyfriend he doesn't control me”. Y/N said while trying to tell herself it's okay to have fun. “ You know I can take you back if you want.” Monique said getting ready to start the car.

“ NO I'm not about to waste an outfit especially while looking this good.” Y/N said while getting out of the car. While getting out of the car she already had eyes on her; they've never seen Y/N dressed like that. Monique on the other hand was wearing a nice bodycon dresses that showed off her curves if not her booty better.

“ You ready to get wasted, Y/N”. Monique said, looping her arm with Y/N.

“ Ready whenever you are Mo” Y/N said smiling ready to get her party on. It's been so long since she's been to a party and she was ready to have fun.

--------- 1 Hour Later--------

It's been an hour since Y/N and Monique arrived at the party and Y/N was having the time of her life. So far she smoked 3 blunts with Monique and a few girls from Aarons crew. Y/N whispered to Monique saying she'll be right back.

Y/N then got up and walked up to one of the coolers and grabbed her Mikes Hard Lemonade. She then spotted two bottles of Hennessy and grabbed one and filled her cup up.

“ Damn Y/N i didn't know you could pop out like this.” Aaron said, eyeing Y/N up and down. Y/N didn't even notice Aaron was standing next to her.

“ I'll take that as a compliment then so thanks.” Y/N said, grabbing her drinks and trying to walk away from him. He then grabbed her arm to continue having a conversation with her.

“ Wait wait holdup what's the rush” Aaron said while still having her arm in his hands.

“ One can you let me go and second I have to get back to my friends.” Y/N said while trying to jerk her arm out of Aarons. Y/N started to panic and look around to see if anybody she knew was by her.

“ Okay Okay I'll let you go but there's really no rush your friends can wait “ Aaron said while putting his arm around her waist.

“ Please let me go. I want to go back to my friends.” Y/N said while trying to get away from him.

Then she thinks in the back of her mind a move Erik showed her. Y/N then stomped her foot on his and headbutts his chin and ran off to back to her friends.

“ Yo Y/N wait up i just want to talk to you” Aaron said while trying to get up but fails

Not knowing Corey and Kareem were a few steps away ready to intervene but see she got it covered but they were pulling out their phones to call Erik.

Meanwhile with Erik he was at his apartment rolling up some blunts while trying to study for the test on Monday morning. Yea Erik might be a nigga on the outside but what people that really don’t know him is that he’s a genius to the point that he’s riding a full term scholarship.

While he was in the mist of lighting him up a blunt he gets a call from Corey.

“ Yooo wassup nigga” Erik said trying to scope out the background.

“ Man nigga you need to get down here fast this nigga Aaron try to pull at Y/N and creeped her out”. Corey said, trying to get out to the patio to give him the full scoop.

“ Nigga creeped her out how”. Erik said standing up while going to unlock his safe to grab his gun.

“ Nigga he spooked her to the point she headbutted him and stomped his foot” Corey said while watching over Y/N with Monique glad to see she safe.

“ Where is she at now”. Erik says, grabbing his keys to his Audi S7.

“ She is with Mo outside next to the pool.” Corey said, still observing the scene.

He then sees Aaron walk up to Y/N and Mo trying to get her attention. He then sees Aaron try to grab Y/N up from her seat when Monique got up and blocked him. Corey couldn't see what was said but knew all hell was about to break loose.

“ Erik you might wanna hurry up cuz this nigga in her face again trying to grab up on her” Corey said in rushed tone trying to get outside fast as possible.

“ Nigga I’m outside”. Was all Erik said before he ended the call.

Meanwhile with Y/N after the incident with Aaron. She ran to find Monique and quickly told her what had just happened. Monique sobered up real fast asking Y/N was she okay.

“ Honestly right now Mo I want to go see Erik”. Y/N said while trying to dry of her chest since he spilled on her when she headbutted Aaron.

“ I can take him to you if you want i do----”. Monique was cut off by Aaron approaching them.

“ Y/N what you did back there wasn't cool we need to talk”. Aaron said while trying to grab Y/N arm again but Monique stood his way.

“ Y/N doesn’t want and doesn't want to talk to you so you can just step” Monique says while taking her off heels to get more leverage.

“ Mind yo Business this is not between you” Aaron said while trying to step up to Monique.

“ Nigga she right there is nothing for you to say to Y/N but all i know is you better step out her face”. Corey said, walking in between them. Everybody on campus also knew anybody who ran with Erik was just as crazy as him. It also didn't help that Corey and Monique were dating.

“ Nigga I don’t have to do shit yall at my party so i can do anything i fucking want.” Aaron said, stepping up to Corey.

“ Nah nigga you don’t because that the case you gonna leave in a body bag” Erik says few steps from behind Aaron.

Erik looked at Aaron ready to kill but he was not gonna bring that side out in front of Y/N.

“ Y/N come here let's go”. Erik said while moving past Aaron wanting him to do something so he can fuck him up. Y/N immediately stood up to go to Erik's side but was stopped by Aaron who grabbed her arm from behind Erik.

When both Erik and Y/N felt her jerk back they turned their heads to look at was keeping her back. Erik followed the line of sight to see that Aaron was holding her back. Erik then cocked his arm back and punched Aaron in his face hard enough to knock him out.

While everybody was still in shock about what just happened Erik and Y/N were already in his car pulling off.

Erik looked over at Y/N and grabbed her by her neck said.

“ I’m about to fuck you up i hope you can handle it”. Erik said. He then let her neck go and zoomed off into the direction of his apartment.

Please give me feedback let me know if you want part 4.

#erik kilmonger x reader #erik killmonger imagine #erik stevens #black panther #black panther x reader #marvel x reader #woc reader #N'jadaka x reader #n'jadaka udaku

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meltwonu · 4 years

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| 🍒 CH-CH-CHERRY BOMB! 🍒 | [CHAPTER 10]

pairing; dom!seungcheol x camgirl!reader

this chapter’s notes; camshow, guided masturbation, dirty talk, jun being a wild one, sad?????angst(sorry), mentions of break-ins/theft, yet again this chapter was meant to be shorter but here we are 😭🍒 more plot than anything else but enjoy! and as always, thank you so much for your support and interest in Cherry Bomb!! 😭💕💕💕 have a good weekend and don’t forget my halloween intro post goes up tomorrow as well!! stay hydrated bbys!!💕

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“Damn.”

Seungcheol sits beside you Friday morning, lips pressed into a firm line when he sees the five-digit number staring back at him from your revenue page.

“Yeah, it’s---I--I’m…”

The two of you fall into a tense silence as you both stare at the exorbitant amount of money that the videos have made, unsure of what to say or even think.

“Um, I mean, o-obviously you get a cut of the money too, ‘Cheol! You’re half the video so…”

“Yeah, but even so, that’s---that’s an insane amount of money we made off of, what, three videos?”

You nod back slowly, sighing as you rest against the back of the sofa. “I’m not gonna lie, I didn’t think… they’d do that well. Like, not saying we suck! We obviously don’t, but just… I didn’t think they’d do that well.”

Seungcheol laughs, leaning back against the cushions as he meets your blushing face. “I could quit my job and just cam with you for this amount of money. I mean, this much off of three videos? Imagine if we were regulars together.”

The thought alone sends your mind into a flurry of various ideas; biting your lip as you lean into Seungcheol’s shoulder.

“Hey, I have an idea for tomorrow’s show but remind me to ask you later!”

hoshi_tiger_xx: still out of town baby?

sleepy_wonu: i feel like you moved and you’re just not ready to tell us lol

Seungcheol smirks reading the comments; eyes flitting over to you from his place on the sofa.

“Moved? I wish! This place is probably waaaay more than my own rent though~” You pause, letting the sound of donations sound off and comments fly past on your laptop screen. “And I’m probably heading home tomorrow so get ready to say bye to this backdrop!” You pout.

therealchan99: can we quickly discuss those videos tho

angelhan: actually yes

Biting your lip, you note that Seungcheol’s eyes are already on you and that you’ve already hit the donation minimum to start your show. “Well…” You start pushing the straps of your bra down, unhooking the back until you can toss the flimsy material off. “What do you guys want to know? You know I kiss and tell~”

dom.cheol: how does he gets you so fuckin wet, baby?

alphagyu97: ur not rly friends are u? Is he ur bf?

alphagyu97: im not pressed either im just curious!!!

universe_WZ: thats what they all say

chwenon: yooo that last vid was fuckin fire tho

tangerine_kwan has donated $50

tangerine_kwan: is he ever gonna join u on cam? think u guys would be good

“Hmm~ Well, let’s start with dom.cheol’s question…” You shoot the camera a sultry smirk as you spread your legs; fingertips already dancing along the lace of your panties. “It’s really not hard~ He’s really good at what he does, y’know? Knows how to talk to me and get my panties wet~”

xcaliburDK: is he good looking

kitty_junjun: probably not as well as me 🤪

gentleman_josh95: stop while u r ahead

Letting out a soft giggle, you watch as Seungcheol rounds the sofa, leaning up against the back of it as he faces you. He keeps his phone in hand, thumb still dancing across the keyboard.

dom.cheol: he has to punish you so often though, baby.

artist8hao: i know, whats gotten into u babygirl? Why r u acting out so much?

“‘Cause I like it when he punishes me~” You lick your lips as you hook your thumbs into your panties, slowly guiding them down your legs. “But I like it when he’s sweet to me too~” Your eyes dance up to Seungcheol, tossing the material his way before speaking.

“Won’t you be sweet to me now?”

alphagyu97: oh shit hes there

universe_WZ: let him fuck your pretty pussy on cam baby

“Aww, I’d love that but he’s still a ‘lil too shy for a live show!” You run your fingertips through your folds, collecting the wetness on them before you bring them to your lips. “But not shy enough to lend your voice, maybe?”

“If that’s what you want, sweetheart.”

Seungcheol makes sure to raise his voice enough so that he’s within earshot of the mic; adrenaline rushing through his veins when he, too, notices the sudden influx of comments and donations at his sudden appearance. “My baby’s been good today though, hasn’t she?” Nodding, you get lost in Seungcheol’s firm stare as the sound of donations and comments fire off in the background.

“Mmhmm~ So why don’t you guide me and show me how a good girl gets rewarded?”

He sets his phone down onto the back of the sofa precariously, both hands in the pockets of his sweats as he watches you. “Normally, good girls get to sit on my cock but we’ll save that for another time, baby. For now, why don’t you get those fingers nice and wet for me? Let them see how good that mouth of yours is.”

therealchan99: those pretty lips that look so good around a cock, just like i thought

sleepy_wonu has donated $100

sleepy_wonu: fuck yeah

You make sure your fingers are properly wet before you drag them down your body, soft sighs on your lips. “Don’t tease me too much though, okay?” Seungcheol grins in return, picking up his phone and sending a quick donation to keep up appearances before he glances your way again.

“Of course. So why don’t you play with that cute ‘lil clit of yours. Bet it’s still nice and sensitive after last night, huh?”

A stuttered moan falls from your lips the second you start rubbing slow circles on your clit; eyes fluttering shut at the memory alone.

xcaliburDK: fuck, all that cum spilling out of her cunt was hot

artist8hao: bet she was nice and full huh? Such a shame she wasted it

Seungcheol chuckles under his breath, “Right? Guess I’ll just have to fuck it deeper into her pussy next time.” You can’t help but clench around emptiness as you pinch your clit between your fingers at his words.

“Ngh, he made me come home with cum trickling down my thighs…” You whimper, “Not that I minded.”

“She begged me to fuck her in the shower too. Wanted me to mark you up real pretty, didn’t you? So that all your viewers could see.”

“Mmhmm…” He watches as you slowly slide your fingers down your folds to your entrance before they slide back up to your clit. “Why don’t you put two fingers in, hmm? Pretend they’re mine while you fuck yourself on them.”

kitty_junjun: aww her fingers are so small compared to yours

gentleman_josh95: bet its not even enough for her anymore huh?

dom.cheol: probably not

You slowly ease in two fingers at once; moaning when you sink them knuckle deep. “O-oh, fuck… Wha--what should I do n-next?”

“Fuck yourself on them, baby. Go however fast or slow you want to. Make yourself cum on your fingers.” He pauses; running a hand through his hair before he shoots you a devilish smirk. “But tell me how badly you wish it were me, ‘cause we both know you do.”

alphagyu97: wheeew lets hear it babygirl

tangerine_kwan: yea baby tell us

“It’s---It’s not the s-same… ‘Cause your fingers are b-bigger than mine…” You whimper, “And--a-ah, and they’re longer too…” Scissoring your fingers, you let out a breathy moan when you start thrusting your fingers faster into yourself.

“I wish it were your fingers, knuckle deep inside my pussy and making me cum. F-fuck, and stretching me open…”

You place your thumb on your clit; rubbing harsh circles on the nub as you chase your high.

Seungcheol watches with keen eyes, the way your heels dig into the sheets and the way your brows furrow in concentration; licking his lips when he can tell you’re already close to your orgasm.

“Now let’s see that pretty pussy cum, sweetheart.”

You towel your hair off after your shower; shuffling towards the living area as Seungcheol settles into his makeshift bed on the sofa.

“Don’t you want to sleep in the bed with me for once, ‘Cheol?”

His lips press into a lopsided smile, “Are you asking because it’s your last night here?”

“Maybe~”

He lets out a breathy laugh as he reaches for his pillow, gesturing you back towards his bed. “By the way, what was your idea for your show?” You sit cross-legged on the bed just as Seungcheol sets his pillow back against the headboard.

“...How do you feel about maybe filming with me at my place?” He quirks a brow at you just as he settles onto what he deems his side of the bed for the night. “Do tell.” He has a vague idea of where this is heading, but he lets you continue; curiosity eating away at him the longer you hesitate.

“Well, I was thinking… Maybe, and only if you’re okay with it, but… I was thinking maybe you could drive me back to my place? And I know it’s about an hour out from here but I’ll pay gas money! And we can just start heading towards my apartment a little before my show starts. That way you can use toys on me ‘n stuff. And I don’t mind if you spend the night either ‘cause it’ll probably be kinda late when we finish...”

Seungcheol nods; already thinking about the possibilities with the amount of toys you had at your place compared to his. “I mean, yeah, why not? And don’t worry about the gas money, I think we’ve both made enough money this week to last us a while.”

You can only pout in return, laying on your stomach next to Seungcheol who stares up at the ceiling. “Speaking of which… What’re we gonna do now?”

“What do you mean?”

Sighing, you run your fingers through your damp hair. “I mean… What are we going to do about the videos? Are--Are we still going to film together?”

His lips press into a firm line as a million thoughts run through his mind; he’d thought about it a lot himself the past few days since. “I have an idea but I’m not sure how you’re gonna feel about it.”

“Shoot, we’ve got nothin’ to lose I don’t think!”

Seungcheol eases onto his side as he meets your stare, “First of all, I don’t mind filming more videos with you. And to be honest, it’ll probably take me a bit of time before I’m okay with showing my face but I don’t mind being on your live cam shows either, if we can figure out some camera angles. But the thing is… I think if we’re going to be filming together, you need to change your filming schedule.”

Panic runs through you for a second at the idea but you quickly push it aside to hear his suggestion. “How so?”

“Well, right now you’re doing shows on Fridays and Saturdays, every other Monday and every other Wednesday, right? Your next show is Wednesday which is fine but I think if we end up filming videos together regularly, we need to adjust how often you actually cam and how often we post pre-recorded videos. ‘Cause let’s be real, you’d be way too tired if you kept it that frequent. Three live shows a week and filming with me? It’s way too much for you.”

This time, it’s your lips that press into a firm line. But Seungcheol was right. There was no way you could keep your normal schedule on top of filming with him in between. “That… That makes sense. What are we gonna do about, uh, I mean---’cause we don’t really live near each other…” Mumbling, you trail off, hoping that Seungcheol knew the answer.

“Hmm, well, you can keep your Friday shows and then I can swing by on the weekends. We can film a few videos over the weekend, even if they’re just short ones, or even film long ones and then you can just cut them into shorter pieces. So, in theory, you’d only do two live shows a week and one upload of both of us? We can figure out everything else as we go in terms of splitting profits and stuff.”

You nod at his suggestion, feeling better about the idea. “That sounds reasonable! I’ll have to make a notice for my page but hopefully it shouldn’t be too big of a change…”

Seungcheol yawns as he stretches, eyes filled with sleep when he looks at you.

“We don’t have to do anything too soon either. Those videos are still makin’ money so let’s get some sleep!”

You and Seungcheol spend the Saturday afternoon driving around town; even going so far as to drop by the roller rink one last time to say your thanks and goodbye to Jeongguk.

“The two of you are somethin’ else, man. Really. With my whole heart, I just--I love it.” He pretends to wipe a tear off of his face as you and Seungcheol share a look.

“Promise me you’ll think of my offer?”

You nod in return, a soft giggle escaping your lips. “I promise! Seungcheol tells me you stream often yourself so I feel like I can trust you but only if you get my good side too!” This time Jeongguk’s eyes light up with excitement as he reaches for your hands over the concession stand counter.

“Oh my god, if---if I promise to give you half a cut of profits, would you show up on my gaming stream? You don’t even have to be good, just if we collabed, I really think---”

“Okay, ‘Guk, I think that’s enough for now. You can ask her a thousand questions next time.” You pat Jeongguk’s hands as he pouts. “I’ll think about it, okay?” You whisper under your breath; a small smile on his lips as he nods back.

“Don’t be a stranger!”

Seungcheol links his hand with yours as he leads you out of the roller rink and back to his car; eyes flitting to his watch to check the time. “We’ve got time to have dinner and then we probably need to hit the road after.” You nod, “Sounds good! Where are we headin’ for dinner?”

“‘Guk and I went to this diner called ‘Dynamite’ a while back… The food’s alright and I haven’t taken you there yet so we can go there if you’re okay with it?”

“Sounds good!”

Seungcheol pulls into the parking lot of the diner 30 minutes later as the same neon signs greet him back. He parks near the entrance again, noting that it seemed fairly empty this time as well.

“I wonder if the guy is still here…” He mutters as he unbuckles his seatbelt. “What guy?”

The two of you exit his car; jogging up to him as he waits for you. “Just the guy who was our server when I was here with ‘Guk. He seemed familiar and it was weird.”

Seungcheol opens the door for you, letting you in first as the cold AC blasts you.

“Welcome to Dynamite, I’m Jun and I----Oh fuck!” Jun drops the menus in his hand, lips settling into a wide smile as he walks up to you and Seungcheol, tripping on his own feet as he meets you at the door. “I’m a big fan!” He harshly whispers. You blink up at him just before your eyes flit down to his pastel coloured name tag.

Jun.

Oh. kitty_junjun.

“O-oh, you’re---you’re kitty_junjun aren’t you?” You whisper back; already noting that he was quite handsome himself.

Fuck, are all my regulars hot?

“That’s me, baby! And oh--you! It’s you! I remember you from last time! You were with that other guy! Are you… y’know. The guy.” Jun wiggles his eyebrows as he steps back and picks up two menus from the counter. Seungcheol mentally grimaces but he nods.

“That’d be me.”

Jun’s eyes light up with enthusiasm as he gestures for the two of you to follow him towards the seating area. “I’m such a huge fan, really! Of Cherry and, well, really both of you now.” He leads you to a booth before he sets the menus down onto the table. “I hope you don’t mind but I volunteer to be your server and the milkshakes are on me tonight!” Finishing with a wink, he leaves the two of you alone as he walks back towards the counter.

“Wow, ‘Cheol when you said small town, you really meant it, huh?” Giggling, you take in Seungcheol’s mildly embarrassed appearance. “Hey, you’re famous!”

Am I famous? He thinks, Or is it just my dick?

“So that’s three people that could clock me in person… I mean, I guess it could be worse.” He mumbles; cheeks flushed pink when he sees Jun walking back towards your table. Jun leans against the booth, nodding as he props a hand on his hip.

“Sorry, I hope I’m not bothering you guys. It’s just, I feel like I’m meeting a celebrity!” He laughs, “I’d ask for your autograph but then I think that’d be a little too weird.”

You can’t help but giggle at his comment, turning slightly to face him better. “Guess you were right when you said you thought you saw me, huh?” He snaps his fingers as the memory comes back to him in an instant.

“You’re right! Fuck, I almost forgot about that. Man, I thought I was having a fever dream.”

Jun stares off to the side before he fixes his gaze onto Seungcheol; eyes wide. “Hey, I never caught your name, I don’t think?” Seungcheol gulps, hoping that Jun doesn’t connect the dots as easily as Jeongguk did.

“It’s Seungcheol.”

“Oh… okay! Well, cool, are you guys ready to order?”

He lets out a breath he doesn’t realize he was holding as you relay your order to Jun; lips falling into a shaky smile as he gives his order to Jun once you were done.

“Okay! I’ll be back in a little bit!” Jun shoots the two of you a smile before he leaves the two of you alone again.

“Well, this is an interesting Saturday if I do say so myself!” Seungcheol can’t stop the laugh that bubbles out of him; shaking his head at the way you seem to take it so easily. “I can’t believe you’re so chill about running into people that know you!”

“Like you said, ‘Cheol! It could be worse~” You pause, “This one time I was at the grocery store and this older man came up to me and said he recognized me. I was like, cool, y’know? I know my viewers are all different ages so I don’t judge. But then, two kids came up to him calling him ‘daddy’ and I literally bolted out of that place before his wife could find me!”

The two of you share a laugh before changing the topic; only stopping when Jun comes by with your orders, twenty minutes later.

“Hey, this is kinda random but it’s not so busy right now, so… Did you wanna sit with us and chat?” You offer as your eyes dance between Seungcheol and Jun. The latter’s eyes twinkle with excitement as he sets the last plate down.

“Wait, seriously? I can take my 15 if you’re being serious!” This time, you look to Seungcheol for his opinion, already noticing the way he seems more relaxed.

“Yeah, that’s cool with me.”

Jun all but runs off to tell his manager as you scoot over to give him space when he gets back. “I’m surprised you asked if he wanted to sit with us while we had dinner.”

“Why not? He seems nice! And we’re making friends!” Seungcheol nods in agreement just as he starts eating and just as Jun makes it back to the booth with a milkshake of his own.

You pat the empty spot next to you as he gasps slightly. “I feel like the second luckiest man on earth.”

He slides into the booth next to you, making sure to keep a reasonable distance. “Hey! You’ve got a show tonight so… are you two, y’know…” Seungcheol makes a conscious effort to not choke on his food as he chews slower than he usually would; eyes flitting over to you just as you set your utensils down.

“Um, yeah! We don’t really know what we’re gonna do yet but no spoilers okay~ Nobody knows what he looks like, Junnie!” You pout. Jun can only vibrate in his seat; a pink blush on his cheeks at the sudden nickname.

“Of course! My lips are sealed shut! And well, if you’re ever back in town, I’ll give you guys my employee discount if you swing by!” He grins.

The three of you talk about various topics within Jun’s fifteen minute break, thankfully none that involve camming. Jun pouts when his time is up, a sigh on his lips when he stands. “Damn, well, I guess I’ll see you later then, huh?” He wiggles his eyebrows, chuckling.

“Just wave me over if you guys need anything, okay?”

The rest of dinner goes on without issue and Seungcheol finds himself in a lighter mood than when the two of you first arrived at the diner.

You make sure to leave Jun a big tip, winking at him on your way out.

“Ready to head home after a week?” Seungcheol shoots you a sad smile as he walks you to the passenger’s side of his car. He opens the door for you and lets you in before shutting it and jogging to the driver’s side.

“I mean, it’s not like we’re not gonna see each other anymore. If anything we’re gonna be seeing each other fairly regularly since you’re gonna come over to film!”

Seungcheol nods as he sets your apartment into his GPS; pulling out of the driveway as he begins the hour drive to your place.

“Yeah, and I mean, we can figure out what schedule works better as we go. Maybe we only need to film every other week or something too, right?”

“Mmhmm! I’ll start drafting a notice for the schedule change tomorrow and then I’ll run it by you before it goes up.”

The hour drive seems to go by quicker than you expect as the two of you spend the time singing along to songs on the radio; judging Seungcheol’s impeccable vocal skill when a rock song comes on.

“Wow, I--I didn’t know you had the vocal cords to do that, ‘Cheol!” He takes his eyes off of the road for a split second to shoot you a cocky grin.

“I’m pretty good at karaoke. We should go next time! Maybe invite all of our new friends.”

You snort in response, slapping his arm as he pulls into a residential part of town. “And if the person working the front desk of the karaoke place knows us?”

“Then we invite them in too!”

A slight blush paints your cheeks when you realize how much Seungcheol seemed to have relaxed in the last few days, if not hours. You knew it was never easy to get used to being recognized in person and there were still a lot of times where even you were flustered in person.

“Hey, what’s going on over there?” Seungcheol’s concerned voice has you immediately peering through the window; eyebrows furrowed when you see the police cars parked outside of your apartment complex.

“W--wait that’s my--my apartment complex, ‘Cheol pull over!”

He parks the car a little closer to the scene; getting out of the car with you as the dread becomes more and more evident on your face. “Hey, I’m here with you, okay? Maybe it’s just nothing.” He offers; simultaneously knowing that his words were currently going in one ear and out the other.

The two of you walk hand in hand up to the front where you spot your landlord standing with a police officer. You call her name as she turns to you, gesturing for you to come closer.

“Didn’t you get my text message? Or any of my calls from the last 45 minutes?” You shake your head no in response, eyes dancing to Seungcheol who’s expression matches your own. “No--No I--I was out at dinner, I didn’t even hear my phone go off. What’s going on here?”

She sighs, arms crossed in front of her chest as the police officer clears his throat. “Well, Miss, there were a few break-ins tonight here. There’s a lot of broken glass and a lot of missing items. Thankfully nobody was injured but unfortunately we’re going to be running an investigation so it could take some time.”

“I--w--what about m-my apartment?” Your landlord sighs, “I’m sorry, honey, but your apartment was one of them, I---hey!”

You all but drag Seungcheol with you as you start making your way towards the entrance of the complex, panic and adrenaline guiding you as you all but throw the front door open. The sounds of the officer and your landlord shouting your name become fuzzy as you make your way through the halls; side stepping the stray items that were left on the floor. You make it to your hall when you notice a police officer standing at your front door that seems to have almost been ripped from the hinges.

“Miss, you can’t be in here, we’re---”

“This is my apartment, please just let me in!”

The officer standing at your apartment door notes the distress in your voice and sighs, “Show me some ID and I can let you in.” You quickly fish out your ID as he cross-references it with his documents. “Alright, go ahead. Please just don’t touch any of the hard surfaces.”

Your palm feels clammy against Seungcheol’s as you step into your apartment; shaky gasps on your lips when you notice the items strewn about. “O-oh my god…”

Seungcheol squeezes your hand tight, unsure of what to say. This was definitely the last thing he would’ve expected to happen at the end of your one week stay with him.

You can’t help the tears that threaten to spill as you look around your apartment and Seungcheol quickly notes the glassy look in your eyes when you turn to face him. Seungcheol quickly turns to the officer, voice stern. “I’m sorry to ask but can you give us a second alone, please? This is a lot for her to take in.” The officer nods as he steps back into the hallway.

“Baby? Tell me how you’re feeling, sweetheart.”

It only takes a split second before you’re sobbing into Seungcheol’s chest; his arms wrapping tightly around you.

He rubs your back gently, cooing to you softly as you let out your emotions. “Seungcheol, I, hic, wh--what am I--I, hic, g-gonna d-do? I…” You trail off as your mind goes a mile a minute. He’s unsure of how to comfort you, eyes taking in the ransacked room.

“We--we should probably talk to the officer outside? Figure out what’s going on. I--I mean, you’re definitely coming home with me. I’m not leaving you here like this and with nowhere to go.”

You pull away from his chest, tears still streaming down your face when you look up at him. Seungcheol feels his heart shatter into a thousand pieces. God please, I’d do anything to make sure she never cries like this again, he thinks.

“But my--my s-stuff, I--this--”

“I know, baby, I know. Let’s just both be thankful you weren’t here when they broke in, okay? We can replace the material stuff.” He smooths your hair down and wipes your cheeks, leaning down until he’s at eye level with you.

“I promise you, we’ll figure it out, okay? I’m not leaving you until we do.”

Nodding, you let Seungcheol take your hand as he brings you back to the front door where the officer is. “Hello? Excuse me?”

“Yes?”

Seungcheol looks your way before clearing his throat. “We just want to know what happened to my girlfriend’s apartment.” You squeeze his hand, hiding behind him.

“Well, we can’t really know for sure. A few other apartments were broken into. For some, the locks were picked and for others, it seemed like they just used blunt force against the doors until they gave way. Unfortunately, seeing as this is a gated apartment complex, the hallways don’t have any security cameras and we have no idea how the suspects got in past the gate.” The officer pauses for a moment as he lets his words sink in. “Usually with cases like this, a lot of the material goods eventually show up in local pawn shops or even just discarded in near-by trash containers. And judging from the building history, this isn’t the first time these burglars came by. This seems to be the second time. But that’s all we know for now. I suggest you pack some of your things and hang tight in a hotel until we get more info because, unfortunately, your door is ready to fall off of the hinges and we need to get a detective in here to see if there’s any fingerprints on the surfaces.”

“Will there be someone patrolling this place all night? How are we sure they won’t come back?”

“We’ll have an officer posted at all times, young man. I promise you nobody will get back in here.”

The tears stream down your cheeks as you quietly stand behind Seungcheol; lip quivering as Seungcheol thanks the officer for the information before turning to face you again.

“‘Ch--Cheol, what’re w-we, hic, gonna d-do now?” Your voice sounds so small to him as you keep your eyes focused on the floor.

“Has your apartment been broken into before? Be honest with me.”

“O--once, but--but it w-wasn’t this bad...” He clenches his jaw at your words. How the fuck did this happen before without anyone finding out? “Wait, so this has happened in the past? And you never said anything?” You peer up at him, eyelashes wet with tears.

“It, hic, they--they didn’t take as much s-stuff that t-time. But--but now I’m, hic, won--wondering if they were just s-scouting...” Seungcheol’s vision goes red; knowing exactly what he wanted to do and say but unsure of the possible outcome.

Fuck, screw it.

“Here’s what we’re gonna do, sweetheart.” He pauses, exhaling deeply before he continues. “We’re gonna pack a bag, take all your important things that you can find. I don’t care if we have to fill up my entire car with your things. And you’re coming home with me. I don’t care if you have to break the lease on this place, but I can’t in good conscience know you’re living here if people are breaking into it like this.” You open your mouth to speak, brows furrowed. “But--”

“No! No buts this time. I--I can have Jeongguk help with moving. I’m sure Seokjin-hyung can take his shift at the roller rink for one day to help us move your things. And we’ll figure things out as we go.”

“The r-rent, I--”

Seungcheol shoots you a small smile as he tilts your head up to meet his soft and warm eyes. “Please, don’t worry about something like that right now. I’m just happy you’re okay. And that you weren’t here alone where I couldn’t help you.”

You nod shakily, hands covering Seungcheol’s as he holds your face in his hands. “Seungcheol, I’m so--so sorry, I--I don’t even k-know where to start, I--this is---it’s all just so much. Really I can just---just get a h-hotel and you can g-go home...” The tears threaten to spill again but Seungcheol quickly tugs you into his inviting arms.

This was by-far not at all how he expected to end his weekend. And he could only assume you felt the same way.

“I know it’s a lot. But we’re good at figuring things out on the fly, right? You have to trust me on this one. You’ll be okay. We’ll be okay. But for right now, I think you need to hurry and post a notice that there’s no show tonight while I look for your luggage so we can grab some things and get out of here, okay?”

He releases you from his hold, leaning down to kiss you on the forehead.

“I’ll fix it, I promise.”

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punzz · 3 years

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karl jacobs — outlast

PRONOUNS: any!

SCENARIO: you and karl were on a stream together after meeting up in person. you two were up late from drinking monster so you played outlast.

WARNINGS: none at all!

a/n: ignore anything wrong you see, this is an old work of mine!

You got off your 8 hour flight to your amazing friend, Karl.

You were pretty excited to meet him and in a couple minutes, you would literally be seeing each other face to face and to say you weren't a little bit nervous was an understatement. You were shaking and you could barely even stand without fidgeting with something while you waited for your friend near arrivals.

Soon enough, you saw the taller male coming through the doors to the airport, his phone in his hand as he was probably texting you to let you know he was here. You didn't want the poor boy to look around for you so you took your stuff with you and ran over to him.

Karl!" You shout softly as Karl looks over at you and he smiles brightly, holding his arms out for you.

You dropped some of your luggage beside the two of you, wrapping your arms around his waist as you felt him doing the same but he lifted you up and swung you around with a slight laugh exiting his lips. "I've been waiting to do that for ages!"

You smile at his words ad let go of the hug, regretting your decision to do so but i'm sure he also wanted to leave the airport to get back to his house. "Lets go shall we? I'll take your luggage, you had a pretty long ride here!" He says softly as you nod, "I did but it's okay, i survived off of some monster and i brought us some for later since you said we could possibly stream," I smiled softly at him.

He returned the smile to me and nodded, "That's really kind of you, we can let chat pick what game to play since we're going to be up half the night so why not?" He lifted your luggage over his shoulder since it was just a sports bag with a few of your clothes and other things you needed when staying over for two weeks.

You walked over to his car right as you got outside, opening the door and getting into the passenger seat when he unlocked it, smiling to yourself about how the weeks you're spending are gonna be. You were super excited to be spending time with Karl, especially since you two have been friends for so long and this is the first time you're meeting.

You saw the male getting into the drivers seat beside you, raising a brow as you seemed to have been zoning out for a little but you just sent a reassuring smile his way as he shook it off, passing you the aux cord, "I haven't heard any music you like so just put anything on and i'll vibe, we're about an hour away from my house so take your time with picking out what you wanna listen to!" He says softly as you punch the air happily, "Yes! My first time with the aux cord."

You play the first song, 'Heatwaves' by Glass Animals and almost instantly Karl's eyes light up at the start of the song, "Yooo.. you got some good taste already, i found this song from one of those dreamnotfound fanfictions, don't ask why i even read one.." He mumbled while you just laughed, "Don't worry, i read it too."

It had been a couple hours since you got into Karl's house, you two were getting comfortable with eachother, laughing and having a small play fight, ordering food.

You were currently waiting for the food to come at the moment but you both agreed on starting a stream on his twitch after you got some food into you so you guys had something to do.

A couple minutes after though, Karl dashed past you with a smile, immediately going to the door and answering, taking the food from the delivery person and thanking them before shutting and locking the door, "Let's enjoy this food and get started with the stream, shall we?"

It was time, the time you and Karl were going to stream.

He got things set up while you grabbed two monsters out of his mini fridge, handing him one with a smile to which he mumbled a quick thank you then he started the stream; You sat in the chair beside him, ruffling up your hair and waving to chat, "Helloo guys!" Karl smiled brightly as he laughed at how you were sitting, "How do you even sit like that, what?!" You turned to him and raised a brow, "Talk about yourself big man!"

Karl just brushed some hair out of his face and acted like the conversation never happened, looking at chat and giggling, "Gosh they love you already.. but guys guys we need your decision on a game- outlast or phasmaphobia?" He asks softly as he took a drink from his monster, watching as his chat kept spamming 'Outlast! Outlast pls...' And so the two of you agreed on outlast.

You couldn't say you were the biggest fan of the game but it was fun to play and so you agreed on it again with Karl making sure you are alright playing these sort of games. You chuckled at how worried he was but you tapped his thigh, "I'm sure, it's alright! Just load it up!" You say to him as he nodded, loading up the game and putting his facecam in the top right right corner while the outlast screen was on display.

"Oh god! I hope we don't get caught, you're in charge of keyboard so make sure we don't do anything stupid.." You mumble to Karl as he chuckled, "I'm good at this game, i played it with quackity like ages ago so don't worry about things!"

And so, the game began and you already jumped just from the car hitting a stone. The two of you told each other where to go and where to look, making sure that you were navigating the right way to go because you didn't want to get caught.

After a few tries of the game (i mean, you guys got caught twice), its fair to say you two were doing not too bad but you saw a donation and couldn't help but cover your mouth with your hands while laugh, Karl gasping really loudly at what the donation read.

"No.. like, out the gang, you're out the gang!" He shouts at the screen, moving his head from side to side.

"No- they are still in the gang- oh shit! Look Karl!" You point to the screen and he smiled, "Thank you Quackmaster2 for the 30 dollar donation! Can you say hello to Maria? also go to sleep its really late where you two are right now.. hmm, i'll have to think about that.." He teased while he grabbed some monster but you took it off him, "No! You'll be up all night and you need good rest!"

"Yeah but you have monster there too!" "Uhhh... no i don't that's a lie!"

"No seriously i'll go to sleep after we finish!"

Karl soon enough ended the stream after the two of you finished outlast which took a good hour and 40 minutes. Saying goodbye to his fans, Karl pressed the end stream button and closed the tab, turning to you.

You smiled softly and turned to face him, realising he already was looking at you which made you a bit red in the face, "That was a lot of fun Karlos, but are you sure you're gonna go to sleep now? The monster hasn't exited your body yet and you might just be tossing and turning in bed half the night. I can pull up a good movie and we can watch it together if you want?"

"Sure y/n! That sounds great actually, but one thing, uhh you know how your nails are black? Can you do mine like that?" He asked softly as you nodded, "Let me for grab my nail polish, just stick the movie on and get comfy!"

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divineruler · 3 years

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DRINKIES WITH THE BROSKIS ~ Ross

[WRITTEN FOR @cooperdaysgf]

[THANK YOU @darlingkitt FOR THE WORDS OF ENCOURGMENT]

Ross gets drunk. You take care of him. Need I say more?

GENDER NEUTRAL READER

WARNINGS- light swearing, fluff, cuddling, undressing, substance use

WORDS- 2K

You stared mindlessly at your tv screen, taking out a row of zombies with a few taps of your game controller. You sigh as the round ends, taking a moment to shove your hand in the bag of Cheetos, whipping the dust on the side of your pants. You are knocked out of your video game trance as your phone rings. You slide off your headset, picking up your phone from off the end table.

Trevor

Why the hell would Trevor be calling you at 2 AM on a Friday? You sigh again, remembering that Ross said he would be going out with some friends. Might as well answer; trouble seems to follow that boy everywhere.

"Trevor, what's happening. Why are you calling me." You ask, throwing another handful of Cheetos in your mouth.

"Yooo! You p-picked up." Trevor answered, trying to sound as sober as possible. "T-Thatsss good news."

"What the fuck are you talking about?" You ask, getting increasingly frustrated with Trevor's ineptitude.

"Okay, Okay, sooo," Trevor starts. "Ssome of the broskisss went for d-drinkies. It was awessome. But u-um Ross is like hella drunk and, um, ssomeone had to take h-him back to h-his, um, house thingy."

"Right, so I'm guessing I'm the one who has to take Ross back to his house thingy." You clarify, rolling your eyes.

"Yeash, he's wassted."

"And why can't you guys take him?" You ask, slipping your shoes on. "How are the rest of the broskis getting home?"

"Ohhh yeah, we are t-taking a cab. There'sss not e-e-enough room for the Rosssss Man, so we called y-you"

"Reading your loud and clear, Trevor." You huff, "so you're just going to leave him there and expect me to clean up after you?"

"W-What? I-I"

"I'm just being an ass. Text me the address; I'm on my way." You roll your eyes, grabbing your keys before heading out the front door.

You pull up to the bar, parking your car on the curb. You look around; the lights inside are shut off, the bar clearly closed quite some time ago. The parking lot is empty, the only light coming from the flickering streetlamps lining the street. Where the hell is he? Your question is quickly answered as you hear the sound of loud snoring coming from the front steps of the bar. You follow the sound, burying your head in your hands as you find him sleeping against the side of the bar. You can't help but chuckle. Of course you would find Ross sleeping outside of a closed bar in the middle of the night. Typical Ross.

You kneel down next to him, shaking his shoulder, trying to wake him up.

"Ross," You whisper. "Time to get up" He just groans, shifting slightly. "Come on, get up," You say, grabbing the collar of his jacket to pull him to his feet. He fusses, still half asleep. Obviously unhappy, someone woke him up from his nap. You tilt his head up, shaking him just enough to get him to open his eyes.

"Wwwhat?" He mumbles, trying to piece together what the hell was happening. "Mom?"

"Nope, not your mom." You chuckle as he starts to wake up a bit. "Come on, hun. We gotta get you home." You say, hooking your arm under his and supporting his weight as your stand him up. "Come on, big guy." He groans, trying to stay steady on his feet.

"Am I in t-trouble?" He asks as you two stumble through the parking lot, heading back to your car.

"No, you're not in trouble." You say, opening the passenger side door and helping him into the seat, pulling the seatbelt across his chest. "You just have shitty friends." You close the door, walking around to the other side of the car, and getting in the driver's seat. You start up the car and begin the drive home.

"Woah. Pretty l-lights." Ross mumbles, absolutely entranced by the dashboard. "What does thisss do?" He asks, turning the dial for the air conditioning. Ross flinches as the AC blasts him in the face. He puts his hands up to block the stream of cold air.

"No! Don't touch that." You say, taking your eyes off the road to turn the AC off and to move his hands to his lap. "Just chill out. Please. We're almost at your apartment.

You grab Ross' hand, easing him out of the passenger seat. He wobbles on his feet, and you wrap your arm back around his shoulder to keep him standing. He stumbles on his feet as you walk him up the stairs, reaching into his pant pocket to grab his key. You shove the key in the door, swinging it open.

"There we go. Home sweet home." You lead him through the door before letting him go, ready to head back to your car and head home. You get halfway down the stairs before you hear a loud crash and Ross moaning your name. "Fuck." You mutter, making your way back to his apartment to find him on the ground along with the coat rack. You roll your eyes, shaking your head as you kneel down next to him. "I should have known better. Do you really need me to help you to bed?" He rolls over onto his back, a bruise already forming on the side of his face where he landed.

"D-Do you think that girls would be grossed out if I s-showed them my third nipple?"

"Okay, first off, you're never drinking again. Secondly, you don't have a third nipple, so I don't think you need to worry about it."

"Okay, t-thank god." He slurs, trying to sit himself up. You shake your head but can't help but giggle a little.

"Let's get you to bed." You say, pulling him up by his arms. He wobbles before falling forward into your arms. You catch him, wrapping your arms around his chest. You stagger for a moment, taking a second to bask in the feeling of his body so close to yours.

You had always cared about Ross, and you could see yourself being invested in a relationship with him. But you were both in very different places in your life. You had your college classes, and he was trying to find a steady job and pay his rent. So you both remained friends, neither of you having the balls to admit you had feelings for each other.

But the feeling of him so close to you was the only thing you could think about as you walked him to his bedroom. Your stomach fluttered at the smell of his deodorant and the feeling of his stubble when he stumbled into you. You were falling for him, hard.

"Okay. Time for bed." You say as you sit him down on the side of his bed. He giggles to himself, that stupid smile of his plastered on his face. You blush, quickly kneeling down to untie his shoes and hide your bashful expression. Not that he would notice anyway.

"Y-You know wwhat?" He starts as you pull his shoes off, taking his socks with them. "I-I think I'm falling for sssomeone." You whip your head up to look at him; his eyes are unfocused, staring at the wall. He probably didn't even know he was talking.

"Is that so?" You asked, standing back up. "Well, we can talk about that another time. I don't think you know what you're talking about right now, Ross. Arms up." You smile as he lazily lifts his arms up. You grab his shirt by the collar, lifting it over his head. Revealing his pale chest, and luckily, no third nipple.

"But I thinkkk sh-she's too good for me," Ross mumbles, laying down on the bed, his legs still hanging off the side. Your expression softens as you see the sadness in his eyes.

"Don't say that. You're a great guy Ross." You blush as you begin to unbutton and unzip his jeans. There was nothing sexual about it; you just wanted him to be comfortable. But it still felt intimate. "Any girl would be happy to date you. As long as you keep the falling asleep outside the bar to a minimum." You pull his jeans down his hips, and he kicks them down his legs. Leaving him in just his boxers. His ducky boxers. "Nice choice; the ducky boxers really suit you." You laugh, pulling his legs up onto the bed so he could fully lay down. Your face was bright red at this point, but he was too busy staring at the ceiling to notice. You pulled back the covers, tucking him in before giving him a gentle kiss on the forehead. To your surprise, he closed his eyes and quietly groaned at your kiss. You stared down at him as his eyes slowly closed. He looked so peaceful. You tucked him in one more time before heading to his door and turning the light off. Just as you were about to close his door and head back home, he sat up.

"Yes, hun?" You ask, the light from the hallway illuminating his face.

"C-Can you sstay with me?" He asked, patting the bed next to him. You freeze for a moment. Wondering if it's just the alcohol talking.

"You mean you want me to spend the night?" You ask, walking back into his room and closing the door behind you. He nods, looking at you with the sweetest puppy dog eyes. You take a second to grasp the situation; he was asking you to stay. To spend the night with him. You. Him. The same bed. Bodies touching. All night. A small smile creps on your face; at this point, you didn't care if it was the alcohol talking. You wanted nothing more than to get in bed with him and hold him in your arms.

"Of course, I'll stay with you, honey." You shyly pull your shirt off, feeling comfortable staying in your baggy sweatpants. You climb into bed next to him. At first, the sheets feel cold and foreign, and you are too scared to make the first move. But soon enough, Ross turns to face you, slowly inching closer till his head is resting on your shoulder. You feel your confidence grow as you wrap your arms around him, holding him close to you. He rests his head on your chest, cuddling into you. You slowly rub soothing circles on his back and run your fingers through his hair. He hums happily as you lull him to sleep. His eyes slowly close, and his breathing levels. You look at his peaceful face and feel his chest rising and falling with each breath as you hold him close to you. You bite your lip between your teeth before shyly leaning down, placing a gentle kiss on his lips, hoping not to wake him up. Butterflies explode in your stomach as you feel your lips touch his. The kiss is lovely despite the taste of alcohol on his lips. You pull away, holding him closer. You see a smile tug at his lips, and his eyes slowly crack open.

"H-Hey, I um, think yyou were righttt..." He whispers. "I t-think she would be happyyy to d-date me.

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