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shy!sub!chris x babysitter!reader

˚₊ · »-♡→ content warning: smut, mommy kink, age gap (Chris is 22 & reader is 28), innocence corruption, virginity loss, size kink, oral (m & f!receiving)

˚₊ · »-♡→ summary: chris runs into his old childhood babysitter, and their innocent reunion takes a turn when the two can't deny the sexual tension between them.

If the age gap or the fact that the reader used to babysit Chris bothers you, then don't read this fic ! The ones that get it, get it, and the ones that don't, dont.

Part 1 | Part 2 (final part)

Baby Sitter (part two)

"I have your shirt, Chris. See? Can't even tell it had coffee on it," you remarked, handing over his white tee as you stood on his doorstep.

"Wow, that's amazing," Chris gasped, holding it up and searching for the remnants of the mocha he'd spilled down the front of it, but there was no evidence of it having happened at all. "Thanks!" Chris replied, tossing the shirt over his shoulder.

"Dishsoap and white vinegar," you casually mentioned. "Good to know," Chris responded, leaning up against the door frame. "Whatcha got there?" He motioned towards the brown, paper bag you had clutched in your arm.

"I got you a couple of apartment warming gifts!" You announced, pulling out a fancy bottle of avocado oil from it. He gave you an inquisitive look as you passed it off. "You cook with it," you giggled, sensing his confusion.

"Right," Chris replied, pointing the bottle at you as if you said the words that were sitting at the tip of his tongue. "Thank you!" He added. "That's not all," you relayed, grabbing another fancy bottle from your shopping bag.

"Oh, I know what to do with this one," he chuckled, taking the rosé from you. "Yeah, I got you a big bottle. So you could share it with someone if you wanted," you suggested, nibbling on your bottom lip and flickering your gaze between his eyes and his mouth. He shrugged his shoulder.

"I-I don't know who I would share it with," he admitted, holding a bottle in each hand as he read the label on the avocado oil. You jokingly looked around as if you were about to volunteer a stranger from off the street, and then finally said, "I'm free. Maybe we could split it over dinner."

"Oh. Cool. Yeah. I don't have anything to eat here, though," he continued staring at the label, still completely oblivious to the fact that you were hoping he'd invite you into his apartment.

"Don't worry, Chris. I remember my first apartment. You're probably mostly living off of ramen and takeout. I figured you might like a home-cooked meal," you replied, gesturing towards your paper bag.

"Oh, that's nice of you," he said, staring at you like a deer in the headlights. "So. Can I come in, baby?" You finally asked, cocking your head to the side and batting your lashes in his direction.

"Yes. Please. Of course," he eagerly nodded, finally stepping to the side to let you in. He silently kicked himself as he slowly realized that's what you'd been alluding to with your body language the whole time you'd been standing on his door step.

You didn't mind, though. You found his social awkwardness endearing.

You entered his apartment, placing the bag on his marble countertop. "Hey, you cleaned. It looks really nice in here," you observed, smiling in his direction as you started to take off your fur coat.

"Thanks for noticing," Chris nervously replied, his eyes dropping to the low neck line of your powder blue top and the short hem of your tight, black skirt.

"Is spaghetti still your favorite, baby?" You asked him, slinging your coat over the back of a chair and pulling out the contents of the brown paper bag.

"It is. I haven't had homemade spaghetti in such a long time," Chris responded, unable to conceal his excitement, a smile spreading across his lips.

You rummaged through his cabinets, retrieving a pot, filling it with water, and bringing it to a boil on the stove. "Would you grab us some glasses for the wine?" You requested from the blue-eyed boy.

"Will red solo cups work?" Chris asked, opening his cabinet. You laughed. "Look in the bag. I came prepared," you responded, uncorking the wine. He reached into the bag, revealing two neatly wrapped glasses.

"You thought of everything, didn't you?" He asked, placing them delicately on the counter side-by-side. "The only thing I forgot is a condom. But I don't mind if you don't mind," you leaned in, softly purring into his ear. Chris nearly fell to his knees at your words.

"I-I don't mind," he stammered, wiping his sweaty hands off on the front of his sweatpants. You smirked, pouring a big glass for each of you.

"You ever had rosé before?" You inquired, corking the bottle back up. "No, I've never had wine before," he admitted, swirling the pink liquid around in the clear glass. You held your glass up, and he followed your lead.

"To all the firsts you're going to experience tonight," you seductively said as your glass softly clinked against his. He swallowed hard, his palms beginning to sweat again. You took a swig of your wine while you held your gaze on Chris, waiting for his reaction.

He hesitantly took a drink, but he was pleasantly surprised when he did. "It's sweet," he commented, nodding his head in approval.

"You like it?" You asked. "I do, actually," he told you before taking another sip. "You shaved," you observed, running the back of your hand over his soft face.

"I did. You noticed," he quietly replied, reaching up and touching his flushed cheek as a smile spread across his lips. He loved how attentive you were, pointing out all the things that most people missed.

"You know, I've missed you these past few days. I haven't been able to stop thinking about you," you admitted, taking his glass and setting it down on the counter next to yours. You placed your hand on his chest and leaned in to kiss his neck.

He bit back a moan, gently rolling his hips forward and pressing his erection against your hip. "I haven't been able to stop thinking about you either," he returned the sentiment, his shakey hand wandering to the small of your back.

You bit down and gently sucked on his soft flesh right above his collarbone as he melted into you. "You know, I brought dessert, too," you told him, your voice taking on a suggestive tone.

"What did you bring?" He eagerly asked, trying to glimpse into your bag as you kissed his neck. "It's not in there, silly boy," you teased him, lightly tapping the tip of his nose with your finger. "Where is it?" He smirked at you.

"It's right.." you started to say, gently grabbing his wrist. "Here," you cooed, putting his hand up your skirt. You rested his palm on your heat, his fingers grazing your clit as his breath caught in his throat.

"You're not wearing any panties," he observed in a low whisper as he looked into your eyes, feeling the warmth radiating off of you. "Oops. I guess I forgot them," you smugly responded, your lips curling into a devious smile.

He started slowly running his middle finger up and down your slit. "It's getting so wet," he whimpered, his breath growing shallow.

"Are you excited to eat it?" You purred, running your manicured fingernails along his jawline. He nodded and dropped to his knees in front of you, leaning in to taste you, but you stopped him.

"No, baby. Not yet. You're gonna spoil your dinner," you taunted him, running your thumb softly along his jawline. "But I wanna eat my dessert now, mommy" he pleaded with you, staring up your skirt. You shook your head.

"Just one little taste.." he whispered, rubbing your clit in small circles. "Christopher Owen," you scolded him, lightly swatting him in the face and gently tightening your grip on his jaw. "Be a good boy and listen to mommy."

His desperate, blue eyes gazed back at yours, and he slowly nodded as he stood back up. He was completely under your spell.

He wiped some sweat from his brow with the back of his trembling hand and picked up his glass of wine, lifting it to his lips and taking a sip to distract himself. He felt the buzz coming on, but he couldn't tell if it was the alcohol or if it was all the blood rushing to his dick that was leaving him feeling lightheaded.

"You wanna know the trick to keeping your noodles from sticking together?" You asked him as you turned your attention back to the now boiling pot. He could barely focus on what you were saying over how hard you made him, so he just weakly nodded in response.

"Add salt to the water right before you put the pasta in," you replied, gathering all your seasonings. You added a few shakes of salt into the rumbling, hot water, and then you emptied the box of angel hair noodles into it.

"Then we wanna keep stirring it around every couple of minutes until it's soft enough to eat," you taught him, taking your wooden spoon and agitating the pot. All he could think about was how you weren't wearing any underwear beneath your short skirt.

"Here. Take this. You keep stirring while I prepare the meat," you directed him, your fingertips lightly brushing against his as you passed off the utensil to him. He felt a current of energy passing through his body as you grazed him, and you felt it, too.

He did as you said, stirring the pasta as you splashed a bit of avocado oil into the hot pan on the front left burner and started to brown the ground beef. You shook some salt, pepper, garlic powder, onion powder, and Italian seasoning into the meat and started cooking it.

His blue eyes fell to your figure as he wet his lips. He was almost certain you were going to try to sleep with him tonight, and while he was excited to finally lose his virginity, especially to you, he was nervous to lose it, especially to you.

His heart pounded in his ears, and thoughts raced through his mind, imagining how you'd taste, what you'd sound like, what you'd feel like.

"Did you hear me?" You asked, nudging him in the arm. "Huh?" He replied, realizing your lips had been moving the whole time, but he'd been too busy having dirty thoughts about you to register what you were saying.

You peered down at the tent in his sweats and smirked back up at him. "Whatcha thinking about?" You cooed as if you hadn't just teased him relentlessly while standing in his kitchen without any panties on.

He blushed and let out a laugh. "I'm sorry. I get hard so easily," Chris nervously apologized, nibbling on his lip and trying to hide his erection. "I don't mind," you smirked at him.

The two of you finished making food, made your plates, and sat down to eat. You teased him throughout dinner, running your foot up his leg and making flirtatious comments as you made eyes at him in the glow of the candlelight.

You poured yourself a second glass of wine and then another one. Before you knew it, you and Chris had nearly finished off the bottle, and the sexual tension between the two of you was growing.

"You don't mind if I stay the night here, do you? I've had a lot of wine," you asked him, slightly slurring your words as you twirled your noodles around your fork. "No, I don't mind at all," he replied nervously, taking the last bite of his spaghetti.

"You still get nightmares?" You wondered, taking a sip of your wine. He let out a small chuckle. "What's so funny?" You asked.

"I hate to break this to you, but I never really had an issue with nightmares, not since I was really little," he nervously confessed, fidgeting with the base of his glass.

"What? What about all those bad dreams you used to have when I babysat you?" You inquired, looking puzzled. "I was faking," he said, biting back a grin.

"Christopher," you replied sharply, glaring in his direction and slugging him in the arm. There was a bit of real anger behind your tone.

You'd spent many nights worrying about Chris and his bad dreams. So much to the point that it had cut into your own sleep on many occasions and caused issues in your relationship, which didn't matter in hindsight, considering how much an asshole your boyfriend at the time was.

Chris, on the other hand, loved how genuinely you cared for him, and the way you'd always drop everything to lull him back to sleep with your warm, inviting voice and the soft caress of your hand against his cheek.

You couldn't stay mad at him, though. In a lot of ways you found it endearing how much he wanted to be around you, but you were still trying to wrap your head around the fact that an eleven-year-old had come up with such an elaborate scheme.

"I know, I know. I just wanted you in my bed," he smirked. "Naughty boy," you rolled your eyes. "Maybe I'll pretend to have one tonight, so you'll have to come to bed with me and help me back to sleep," he lustfully responded. "Yeah? I bet I know how to tire you out," you flirted back.

His cock strained at the cotton fabric of his pants as you stared into his eyes, wetting your lips and parting your legs to give Chris another glimpse at what you had between them. He nibbled on his bottom lip, his sparkling eyes traveling to your glistening folds.

"Can I eat my dessert now, mommy?" He sweetly asked, but you slammed your legs shut and gave him a mischevious look.

Now what? He thought to himself, wondering what hoop you were going to make him jump through next before giving him what he wanted.

"I want mine first," you snickered, kneeling down in front of him and tugging at his sweats. He swallowed hard, looking down at you wide-eyed, but he listened, lifting his hips and allowing you to pull them down just enough for his cock to spring out of them.

You could sense how tense and nervous he was, literally sitting on the edge of his seat and his breath growing shallow and irregular.

"You're so hard," you observed, wrapping your fingers around his thickness and stroking it up and down. "All for me?" You cooed, watching a bit of precum gather at his tip.

"Yes, mommy," Chris said in a gravelly whisper. "All for you," he eagerly nodded, waiting in anticipation for what you were about to do next.

You leaned in, planting a kiss on his swollen head and slurping up the clear liquid from his slit. His cock twitched in response. You felt his whole body relax beneath you.

He slowly sunk back into his chair as he gave himself over to the wonderful feeling of your tongue fluttering around on all his sensitive nerve endings. "No one's ever done that to me before," he admitted in a timid voice as you wrapped your lips around his swollen tip and gently suckled on it.

"You like it, don't you?" You cooed before licking a long stripe from the base of his shaft all the way up his length and slipping him back into your mouth again.

"Mhmm," he whined, nodding as his hands found their way to your shoulders. He gently dug his fingernails into your back as you combined the two techniques, swirling your tongue around on his tip while you created a bit of suction.

He had always fantasized about getting head, but he didn't know it could feel this magical. He adored every subtle motion as you learned what he liked best.

His hand tenderly grazed the back of your head as he silently encouraged you to take more of him. You smirked, sliding down his length, feeling every vein with your tongue and swallowing him inch-by-inch until your nose was pressed up against his lower abdomen.

"Oh, yes. Just like that mommy," Chris pathetically whimpered as you hummed against the base of his cock. He slid down further into his chair, his eyes locked on the way your lips stretched around him.

You started bobbing your head up and down, eliciting a few soft gagging noises from you. The sound of you lightly choking on his dick drove Chris crazy.

He brushed a stray hair out of your face and placed both his hands on your ears as he tossed his head back and let out a strangled moan. He lifted his hips, driving his cock further into your throat. You could feel him quivering against your tongue as you slid back up his length, pulling your mouth off of him with a pop.

His lips curled into a smile as he peered back down at you. "Mommy. I was so close," he whimpered, his chest rising and falling with his labored breath.

"I know, pretty boy, but we gotta clean the kitchen before you can cum," you taunted him, climbing to your feet.

He licked his pouty lips as he let out a defeated sigh and pulled his sweats back on over his hard cock. He followed you to the kitchen, dragging his feet and silently throwing a fit about not being able to finish.

You put away the leftovers while Chris did the dishes, the whole time his cock aching at the absence of your mouth.

His erection was pinned between his stomach and the lip of the counter, and as he squeezed the excess water out of the sponge, he found himself rutting his hips forward and gently grinding against the marble finish.

You hoisted yourself up onto the countertop beside him and whispered in his ear, "Easy. You better not cum in your pants or mommy's gonna be really mad at you."

A pained whine drifted to your ears as he caught his bottom lip between his teeth and nodded. He went back to the dishes, trying to ignore his raging boner and trying to keep himself from rubbing up against the furniture like a dog in heat.

As he finished up drying off the last plate, you hiked up your skirt and flashed him your pussy again. His eyes widened, and his tongue darted out and slithered over his lips.

"Please, mommy. Can I have my dessert now?" He begged you, his voice saturated with lust and his eyebrows furrowed together in a look of desperation. "Yes, pretty boy. Come eat it," you nodded, spreading your labia open with two of your fingers.

He kneeled down in front of you, nervously leaning in to close the distance between his mouth and your cunt. You felt his warm breath first and the tickle of his smooth cheek grazing the inside of your thigh. He planted a delicate kiss on your pussy, causing you to grip his soft hair and gently tug on it.

He moaned against your sensitive bundle of nerves before gripping your legs and pulling you closer to him. Your mouth curled into a smile as he placed his hands on the insides of your thighs, pushing them as far apart as they could go. He gently nuzzled your clit before his pretty blue eyes flicked backed up at you, silently asking for your validation.

"Good boy. You're doing a perfect job. You're a natural," you praised him, running your fingers through his brown locks. That was all he needed to boost his confidence.

His kisses became more deliberate and more passionate as he drooled all over your cunt, periodically slurping up the mixture of his saliva and your wetness. You squirmed and squealed beneath him, his fingers digging into the soft flesh of your thighs while he kissed, licked, and sucked on your sensitive area.

"Mommy, you taste so sweet," he complimented you, coming up for air for a moment. He lapped away, his tongue swirling around on your delicate folds as you started to tremble beneath him. "Chris.." you hissed, your body tightening.

Your head fell back against the wooden cabinet behind you as your eyes rolled to the back of your head. He couldn't tell if he was wine drunk or pussy drunk, but a warm, fuzzy sensation overpowered him as he lost himself in you, forgetting the boundary between his mouth and your heat.

He almost couldn't believe that he was making you feel that good, but the way your body was reacting to him seemed genuine. A few loud moans fell from your lips as you shivered, finishing onto his velvet tongue.

"Wow," you whispered, panting as you tried to regain your composure. "Was that your first time eating pussy?" You asked him, still gently combing through his hair with your fingers. He peered up at you, timidly nodding.

"That was the best head I've ever gotten, Chris. Your tongue is every girl's dream," you giggled, reaching for the hem of Chris' shirt. He loved the way you showered him in compliments. "Please. Take this off, and put your big cock in me."

"Big?" He whispered, looking into your eyes. "What? Does that surprise you, baby? That you're big?" You asked him, helping him take off his shirt. He slowly nodded, pulling his dick back out of his sweats and peering down at it as he lined it up with your entrance.

"You gotta be gentle with me at first because of how big it is, okay?" You cooed, biting back a smirk. You knew you could handle it, but you knew your words were like music to his ears.

"Okay," he replied, gently tapping it against your clit before slipping the tip into your hole. It felt better than he ever could have imagined. He gingerly rocked his hips back and forth, allowing you to get used to his size as he firmly placed his hands on your hips.

His jaw fell slack, and a look of pleasure seeped into his expression. It took everything in him to go slow and gentle, trying so hard not to get carried away. A couple faint whines unfurled from your lips, and Chris immediately stopped, glancing up at you.

"Are you okay? Am I hurting you?" He sweetly asked, concerned that the noises you were making were out of pain. "No, baby. I'm making those sounds because it feels really good. Go deeper," you whispered, tenderly cradling his face.

"Yes, mommy," he whimpered, fucking you a little deeper and a little faster. He leaned in to kiss you, your lips locking with his as you pushed your tongue into his mouth. His shaky hand slid up the hem of your shirt, and he gently squeezed your breast, noting to himself that you also hadn't worn a bra.

The soft clicking sounds of your mouth filled the space between you. You could taste the rosé mixed with the flavor of your pussy on his tongue as you pulled him deeper into the kiss. He felt completely intoxicated - drunk off of the wine and drunk off of you.

Once he pulled back, his eyes wandered between your legs. He took in the lovely sight of your pussy expanding around his girth.

"Harder, baby. Fuck me harder," you ordered him, resting your hand on his chest and feeling his sped up heart rate. You heard his breath quicken as he picked up the pace.

He pushed up your pretty, blue top, exposing your tits. He was immediately enamored with them, gently pinching your nipples between his fingers and listening to the pretty sounds that left your mouth as he played with you.

"Suck on them, baby," you directed him, and he nodded, leaning in to take each one into his mouth as he squeezed each one in each hand.

"Such a good boy," you purred, petting the back of his head and massaging his scalp with your manicured nails. He whimpered against your breast, the vibration sending pleasure through your nipple and causing you to clench around his cock.

"Faster, Chris. Faster," you demanded, feeling yourself getting closer and closer. "Fuck," Chris muttered, stopping abruptly. You felt his cock pulsating inside of you. He was afraid if he moved at all, it would send him over the edge before he could finish you off.

"What's the matter, baby? Hmm? Why'd you stop?" You cooed, cradling his head and pushing his face into your breasts. "So close, mommy," he whimpered, holding his body still and using every last ounce of willpower to keep from drilling into you and letting his orgasm run its course.

"Fuck. I can't," he whined, pulling out of you and waiting for the feeling to subside. "It's okay, baby. Yes, you can. Take a breather," you encouraged him, placing a hand on either side of his head with his nose just inches from yours as you peered into his beautiful, blue eyes. He nodded, taking a few deep breaths.

After a few moments of fending off his climax, he slid it back in, letting it go in all the way before pulling out again. He watched in awe at the way you stretched so perfectly around him as he plunged into you with his thick cock over and over again.

"I wanna turn you around so bad," he whispered, peering into your eyes as he pulled out again. You hoisted yourself off of the counter, spinning around, and propping your leg up on the edge of the marble cuntertop.

"Give it to me, pretty boy. Fuck me as hard and as fast as you can," you instructed him. "Yes, mommy," he answered, pushing up your tight skirt and slipping his length into your cunt from the back. He loved being told what to do by you.

"Good boy," you moaned as he started pistoning his hips forward, driving his cock deep into your drooling pussy as he reached around and grabbed a handful of your breast.

You could feel his hot breath against your ear and hear his pretty moans as he fucked you with all his strength. "Oh, Chris.. so big.. gonna cum.. gonna cum all over your big cock," you babbled as you shook violently.

Your orgasm hit your system, feeling like a series of explosions going off in your body. You tightly gripped the edge of the cool, marble counter as you clenched around him again, finishing all over his rod. Your juices flowed down the sides of his dick as he railed you, extracting your climax from you.

"Good boy. You made me cum all over it," you breathlessly whimpered, trying to catch your breath. A satisfied smile started in the corner of his lip as he realized he'd made you finish. "Fill me up, Chris," you demanded, letting your head fall back against his chest as he pounded into you.

He couldn't take it anymore. The feeling of your pussy convulsing around him and your words encouraging him to shoot his load inside of you, it was all too much.

He delivered a few more powerful thrusts, jerking his hips forward and triggering his own orgasm. His strokes slowed to a stop as he filled you to the brim, pumping you full of his liquid.

Pleasure coursed through him, leaving him feeling completely drained after, but in the best way, like he'd just finished running a marathon and had won first place.

He finally pulled out of you, nearly collapsing onto the floor and having to steady himself on the counter as all the blood rushed back to the rest of his body.

You spun back around, hoisting yourself back up onto the marble counter and spreading your legs and your puffy lips open for him again.

"Look at how much you came," you smirked, putting yourself on display for him as his thick, sticky fluid leaked from your cunt. He focused his blurry vision on the way it gushed out of you every time you clenched around nothing.

"Oh my god. It looks perfect," he responded, admiring the mess he made before slumping over and nestling his nose in the crook of your neck. A wave of embarrassment overcame him, wondering if he'd done a good job or if he was too awkward or shy about it all.

"Was I o-okay?" He nervously asked, his voice becoming small and shakey. "Chris. I can't feel my legs," you chuckled back in response. "Is th-that a good thing?" He timidly asked. "It's a great thing, Chris. You give the best dick. Best I've ever had in my life."

Your praises had blood rushing back to his cock, and it sprung to life once more.

"Oh, don't tell me that. You're gonna make me wanna give it to you again," Chris whispered as you felt his erection poking you in the thigh. You chuckled, surprised by his stamina.

"Give it to me again, baby. I promise. I can take it."

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notapradagurl7 · 1 month ago

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♡Headcanons For Orlando Johnson.♡

Requested by @aquarising03

Orlando is a special kind of boyfriend, who makes you feel seen and appreciated. As a student at Bringston University, he’s not only focused on his studies, he is also deeply invested in his relationship with you, a student and best friend.

Orlando as a boyfriend.

Fluff Moments.

-Orlando is always your biggest cheerleader, whether you're acing an exam or facing challenges. He has a way of motivating you that makes you feel like you can conquer anything.

-He loves to surprise you with the little things. Whether it's your favorite snacks or your favorite place to relax on campus, he always finds a way to make you smile. He loves to give you gifts as a reminder of how special you are to him.

Late Night Study Session.

-Orlando always makes sure to knock first, bring your favorite type of coffee which is a mocha latte and your favorite snacks, he’s ready to help you study or ready to distract you with sweet words and playful teasing.

-He delights in holding your hand as you walk through the bustling halls of Bringtson, makins sure you are safe and beside him.

-Orlando loves to steal kisses in between classes, and always finding a moment to pull you in for an unexpected kiss.

-He makes sure to ask if you are okay, physically, mentally and emotionally, your mental health and well-being are important to him.

-Those eyes of his are something dangerous, quite captivating about the way Orlando looks at you, making it difficult to look right back at him.

Kinks For Orlando.

-He loves to talk during intimate moments, a playful side with a hint of teasing here and there, affirmations to make you feel desired, saying things like “You're so beautiful,” or “See? You can feel it,” he says softly, ensuring you're comfortable and enjoying the moment.

Dominance and Submission.

-Orlando has a dominant streak in the bedroom, enjoying taking the lead but with a focus on making sure you feel respected and safe. He loves it when you take control of the most, wanting you to be dominant turns him on as well.

-He loves to give praise and let you know that he feels good being inside you too, he lets out a groan in your ear, while he thrusts harder yet passionately. Giving you everything.

-Roleplay.

Orlando enjoys the idea of roleplaying scenarios that allow you both of explore different dynamics. Whether it’s playing out fantasies or pretending to be strangers meeting up for the first time, he finds it exciting to step outside your usual routines.

-Aftercare Focus.

After any intimate moment, Orlando is attentive and caring, he makes sure to check in on you, cuddling and running you a hot bath, helping you get into the tub while you wash yourself clean.

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bupsafr3ak · 6 months ago

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「★⇒ No prns / only name , She/her , he/him , they / them , sh☆/h☆r , it/its , doll /dollself , bunny / bunny’s , bun / bun’s , 🐾 / 🐾’s , 🍮 / 🍮’s , 🎀 / 🎀’s

𓏵 ﹒ all my names !! ◟ 𖦹

Ani¹ , Gwen (stacy)² , Maya Kuneko³ , Woo Hyun-young⁴ , Yoo Yoon-rin⁵ , Yeobo Lee-young⁶ , Yoneno Chihiro⁷ , Tomoko kuroki⁸ , Keath Ósk⁹ , Yarrow¹⁰ , Mikael¹¹ , Dantè¹² , Lovelace¹³ , Valentin¹⁴ , Hikki¹⁵ , Ash¹⁶ , Gloomy¹⁷ , Lacey¹⁸ , Rei¹⁹ , Melody²⁰ , Alma²¹ , Mwynwen²² , Ophelia²³ , Logan²⁴ , Wade²⁵ , Dean²⁶ , Sam²⁷ , Scott²⁸ , Léo/Leonardo²⁹ , isacc³⁰ , Nicole³¹ , Cassandra³² , Mewo³³ , Zero³⁴ , Beatrice³⁵ , Agatha³⁶ , Will³⁷ , Castiel³⁸ , Ollie³⁹ , Nadia⁴⁰ , Filia⁴¹ , Annie⁴² , Madoka⁴³ , Crowley⁴⁴ , Bobby⁴⁵ , Velvet⁴⁶ , Dorian⁴⁷ , Vincent⁴⁸ , Viktoria⁴⁹ , Salem⁵⁰ , jellysh⁵¹ , Eliza⁵² , Clémentine⁵³ , Doll⁵⁴ , Sweetiebelle⁵⁵ , Nico(llo)⁵⁶ , Sweetheart⁵⁷ , Lavender⁵⁸ , Lovelace⁵⁹ , Marionette⁶⁰ , Luppet⁶¹ , Lolita⁶² , Coquette⁶³ , Sugar⁶⁴ , Cinnamon⁶⁵ , Vanilla⁶⁶ , Bonbon⁶⁷ , Candy⁶⁸ , Cappuccino⁶⁹ , Cupcake⁷⁰ , Milk⁷¹ , Mocha⁷² , Jack⁷³ , Jeff⁷⁴ , Liu⁷⁵ , Nina⁷⁶ , Pop⁷⁷ , Jane⁷⁸ , Hoodie⁷⁹ , Clockwork⁸⁰ , Toby⁸¹ , Cakette⁸² , Pudding⁸³ , Strawbie⁸⁴ , Caramel⁸⁵ , Cremelle⁸⁶ , Shortcake⁸⁷ , Berrie⁸⁸ , Raspberry⁸⁹ , Angel⁹⁰ , Marie⁹¹ , Pearl⁹² , Cassie⁹³ , Sid⁹⁴ , Michelle⁹⁵ , Veronica⁹⁶ , Bonnie⁹⁷ , Marceline⁹⁸ , Star⁹⁹ , Eda¹⁰⁰ , Morute¹⁰¹ , Hime¹⁰² , Agejo¹⁰³ , Ayano¹⁰⁴ , Amai¹⁰⁵ , Ryoba¹⁰⁶ , Hanako¹⁰⁷ , Junko¹⁰⁸ , Jinx¹⁰⁹ , Momo Ayase¹¹⁰ , Rilliane¹¹¹ , Nanno¹¹² , Clémente Dearworth¹¹³ , Cole Syemour¹¹⁴ , peregrine Augusts¹¹⁵ , Bups¹¹⁶ , Bupsalive¹¹⁷ , Bupenhei¹¹⁸ , Angelita¹¹⁹ , femme¹²⁰ , capri¹²² , Nikolas¹²³ , Saiko¹²⁴ , Cellbit¹²⁵ , Jesus Christ of Nazareth¹²⁶ , yausha¹²⁷ , Yehoshua/Yeshua ben Youssef¹²⁸ , Ranma Saotome¹²⁹ , Violet evergarden¹³⁰ , Mana sama¹³¹ , Life ruiner chan¹³² , Drugs ruiner chan¹³³ , angel ruiner chan¹³⁴ , self-inflicted blackmail chan¹³⁵ , DrugsNeko¹³⁶ , Coop¹³⁷ , Syeyla¹³⁸ , Oku¹³⁹ , Ciel¹⁴⁰ , Hannibal¹⁴¹ , Strade¹⁴² , Franz¹⁴³ , Nana¹⁴⁴ , Hachi¹⁴⁵ , Suzuka¹⁴⁶ , Joana D’arc¹⁴⁷ , Allison Harvard¹⁴⁸ , Kangel¹⁴⁹ , Stocking¹⁵⁰ , Nior¹⁵¹ , Cherii¹⁵² , Rose¹⁵³ , Ononoki¹⁵⁴ , princess¹⁵⁵ , roo¹⁵⁶ , Lúcifer¹⁵⁷ , beelzebub¹⁵⁸ , Hyun Ju¹⁵⁹ , Gaara¹⁶⁰ , Hidan¹⁶¹, Deidara¹⁶² , Hyun-Ju¹⁶³

ෆ ͜ ̩͙ ︵ ̩͙ ୨ ෆ ୧ ̩͙ ︵ ̩͙ ͜ ෆ

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◠◠ Links !

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𓏵 ㅤ۫　 identities

꒰୨୧◞ genders ☆ Transgirl , transfem , transmasc , non-binary , gender-fluid flux , demi-girlboy , condigender , pomogender, boy/girlflux , implagender , parafluid , enbyflux , paradoxgender , paradoxigender , libragender , genderfloren , neutrois , orchidboy , verdeboy , girlqueer boy , nullgender , multigenderfluold , demijuxera , peculigender , sensiboy , contrafem , selfgender , ADHDgender , intersex kitty , mulium , infinigender , cisn’t , transfemneuVS , transfemboyVS , transfemneumasc , presquirl , presquoy , godesse , doxwoman , veinix , enbyspike, loligender , shotagender , nanagender , selftransf , T-GNC , gendercreative.

꒰୨୧◞ orientations ☆ kushōromantic , okarunsexual , cupioromantic/sexual , dualrose , limiromantic , fictosexual/romantic , fictoflux , anuafsexual , multifictino , aliusexual , aroace , quoisexual/romantic , orchidsexual , polarromantic , autorelationship, myrsexual , odeoromantic , labelfuck lesbian , labelfuck gay , pan-lesbian , pan-gay , bi-lesbian , bi-gay , concelosexual , dilf lover.

Not all my identities are here..

꒰୨୧◞ stances ☆ radqueer , satisqueer , strawberryqueer , loliqueer , vampyqueer , proship , profic , proconsang , proendo.

𐔌 . 𓎟 cis ☆ MOGAI JESUS , AUDHD , dyslexia , dyscauculia , dystimia , synesthesia , system, osdd-1b, Traumagenic , anxiety , OCD , PTSD , depression , SH scars , perma SH , perma ana , stalked , hated , gr••med , abused , RAMCOA victim , korean, japanese, thai, indian , chinese , middle child syndrome , White Knight Syndrome , lost puppy syndrome , attention seeker , needy , insomnia , paraphilic, Hearing-impaired.

𐔌 . 𓎟 ⠀ not sure /cransid/trisid or other ☆ schizophrenia , DPDR , BPD , ASPD , yandere , lovesick.

𐔌 . 𓎟 trans ☆ Wheelchair user , Crutch user , fluxable , shimmer addict , black , racefluid , filipino , icelandic , brazilian , Danish , Canadian , vitiligo , Parcial Heterochromia , lolibody , Loli , shota , goth , Utauloid/voicebank , doll , birthday , silver hair , corpse , face , pink aura , perma2010s , tsundere , pink blood , cigar burns, lingual polish, lingual bulgarian , heart pupil , fakergenic , Fallenangelblessgenic , maturity , cigar burns , white hair , Tourette syndrome , tics , weight , height , polyage , romantic , permaabused , permahated , amputed , famous , celebrity , voice actor , actor , musician , fighter , consang relationship , namefluid , backstory , angel , kemonomimi , pure , immaculate , immortal , thigh gap , |)€4th$pø , Jesus.

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kiochisato · 1 year ago

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♡　＃　𓂃　Mocha Tumblr Layouts ! ❥　.　➶　 requested by @angeldolliess. enjoy ! ─ psd used.

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ribb0ngirl · 11 months ago

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𝑤𝑒𝑙𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑚𝑦 𝑔𝑖𝑟𝑙𝑏𝑙𝑜𝑔!!

hi you can call me Ale and this is my digital diary where I post my thoughts and literally everything else ໒꒱ ⋆ﾟ⊹ I also take vision board and mood board requests! write them in my ask box!

♡ 7teen, she/her, Spanish and Colombian, currently living in bcn

♡ I post mainly about girl problems, school, drama, etc.

♡ I love: Brandy Melville, Victoria’s Secret, coffee, matcha, baking, reading, drawing, Lana del Rey, Sofia Coppola, internet drama, gossip, sanrio, coquette aesthetic, Spotify, Pinterest

♡ my pinterest

𝑎𝑙𝑤𝑎𝑦𝑠 𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑚𝑢𝑡𝑢𝑎𝑙𝑠! 𝑑𝑚 𝑚𝑒! ₊˚⊹♡

DNI if: you are racist, homophobic, sexist, etc., you are a grown adult, or/and you are a creep

TW: I’m recovering from an ed and sometimes I will talk/vent about it

𝑚𝑎𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑙𝑖𝑠𝑡

𝑣𝑖𝑠𝑖𝑜𝑛 𝑏𝑜𝑎𝑟𝑑𝑠

♡ my vision board ⋆𐙚₊˚⊹♡

♡ she's in her smart girl era ⊹˚. ౨ৎ

♡ she practices selfcare ₊˚⊹ ᰔ

♡ Her skin is always perfect ‎♡‧₊˚

𝑚𝑜𝑜𝑑 𝑏𝑜𝑎𝑟𝑑𝑠

♡ sad girl 𐙚

♡ Forever a mocha girl ⊹୨୧₊

♡ written and directed by Sofia Coppola ໒꒱ ‧₊˚

♡ she's who I aspire to be ₊˚ʚ ᗢ

♡ dear mom and dad, I hope you know I am trying ໒꒱°·๐

♡ She listens to Fiona Apple ౨ৎ ⋆｡˚

♡ You're losing me to a live of my own . ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁˖ . ݁

♡ She has a pinterest addiction ౨ৎ ˖ ࣪⊹

♡ beauty and brains ˖⁺‧₊˚♡˚₊‧⁺˖

♡ can't wait for pretty girl summer ⋆˚✿˖°

♡ The pink office siren .𖥔 ݁ ˖

♡ farmer's daughter ⋆.˚🦋༘⋆

♡ Mom was right, it's my fault 𖦹

♡ balletcore 🩰 ‧₊˚ ♡ ‧₊ ୨ৎ

♡ obsessed with her lately 𖥔 ݁˖ 𐙚 ˖ ݁𖥔 ݁˖

𝑚𝑦 𝑓𝑎𝑣𝑒𝑠

♡ my fave youtubers !! ₊ ⊹ ♡

♡ my fave wellness by her posts ⊹ ࣪ ˖𝜗𝜚

♡ my fave movies ⊹ ࣪ ˖

♡ my fave clothing stores -`♡´-

♡ fawns ɞ˚‧｡♡

♡ my fave playlists 🎧 ໒꒱ ‧₊˚

𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑒𝑠/𝑔𝑢𝑖𝑑𝑒𝑠

♡ my reset routine ᧔♡᧓

♡ her mindset ♡‧₊˚

♡ my weight loss guide ʚɞ ⁺˖

♡ my guide on surviving a toxic family ౨ৎ

♡ my guide on studying for finals ༺♡︎༻

♡ manifesting perfect grades ୨୧˚. ᵎᵎ

♡ achieving the girlblog vibe/aura 𐙚𓂃࣪˖

♡ my guide on achieving the "doe who turned into a teen girl" vibe ₊˚⊹ ᰔ.˚

♡ my guide on getting it together this summer and finding your self worth 𓆉°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

#girlblogging #girl interrupted #hell is a teenage girl #this is what makes us girls #this is a girlblog #girlblog aesthetic #girl blogger #girlblogger #lana del rey #lana is god #priscilla presley #coquette #dollette #coquette dollete #dollette aesthetic #coquette angel

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tonkatsubowl · 1 year ago

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blind. ii

dan heng x fem!reader

it's a series now! ⛧ part one. ⛧ part three.

➽ inspired by satoru gojo! what if the reader had a special ability with her eyes and often wore a blindfold?

➽ reader is a flirt!

≫ requested tags: @truesimp

after successfully infiltrating the astral express and downloading a bit of data from dan heng's computer, you returned to elios' office to deliver the flash drive where you were praised for your work.

...in truth though, the flash drive you gave to elios was a fraud. should he open it, it would only be a security error with corrupted data. you executed this flawlessly, too, due to the sake of your curiosity and admiration for dan heng.

as a result, you were given a few days off, considering you didn't exactly have any missions to do since kafka, blade and silver wolf were assigned to those missions.

elios really did fall for it, huh? after all, you had a plan for dan heng.

the moment you entered your own room, you pulled your blindfold off, looking into the mirror with those strange, stellaron-infused eyes of yours.

right... you were a test subject to a project of another world. the scientists that practically had your life in their hands had these experiments where they'd force a stellaron into someone's body to see if it was compatible. but alas, you were somehow compatible with a stellaron forced into your eyes, deeming you a successful experiment, and forced you to become a powerful soldier for the worldly military. unfortunately (?) for you... your world was... well, destroyed for whatever reason. you didn't have any memories besides you were being tortured constantly by those scientists. kafka had retrieved you and took you prisoner at first, where elios had given you the opportunity to work for him.

and now here you were, one of the best performing members of the stellaron hunters.

... and really, here you were, seated at a café in belobog. you were a regular here in belobog on your days off.

in public, you wore a pair of sunglasses that kafka specifically made for your eyes. your eyes weren't always visible, but you always had the hearts of the baristas.

you always ordered a sweet, white mocha latte, and the baristas in the café who practically had a crush on you basically memorized your order. they always created cute little foam art on your coffee that represented a cat, or a bunny... sometimes random animals whenever you paid them a visit.

while you were relaxing on your day off, you hear your phone go off, a gentle buzz and your peculiar notification ping that rang through your very ears.

".. hm?"

➽ unknown: hey, it's me.

ooh, oh my. he really did text you...

➽ ???: oh, you really did text me, dan-dan. let me add you.

➽ dan heng: your name isn't even displayed through your contacts...?

➽ ???: oh, not at all. i like to keep my identity a secret.

➽ dan heng: i see.

➽ ???: so, what brought you to text me, cutie pie? did you miss me? ♡︎ i missed you too you know.

➽ dan heng: i'm texting you because i want to know why you downloaded the information of my entire database into that flash drive... and you didn't even bother erasing everything on my computer.

➽ ???: it should be obvious to you that i stole some info from you lol ♡︎ it's for my boss.

➽ dan heng: boss? you're a stellaron hunter then?

➽ ???: was it not obvious enough, babe? why, cmere, let's talk more in person. i prefer talking to you than text.

➽ dan heng: okat.

➽ dan heng: ojay.

➽ dan heng: okay**.

➽ ???: lmao. you're so cute... but i doubt you can come here right now. you're still on xianzhou luofu aren't you?

➽ dan heng: ?? how did you know i was just there... well, i guess it makes sense considering kafka was there too. but i'm on my way to belobog right now to visit a library. we can meet up later.

➽ ???: oh, well lucky day for the both of us. i'm at the café in belobog.

➽ dan heng: alright. well, i'll be there soon.

➽ ???: see u soon cutie

there was a sly smile across your face as you placed your phone upside down on the table. you were quite excited to see dan heng again since that fateful day. it wouldn't be long until dan heng would show himself.

the café had bells attached to the door, and the moment you heard the bells jingle, you took one final sip of the latte before moving the empty mug to the side of the table, recognizing your little boy toy from a bit of a distance.

catching the glimpse of your h/c hair and the lack of visibility of your eyes, he made his way towards your table, seating himself across from you. you could hear the quiet gossiping of the baristas as they wondered if you were truly single.

"hey, baby." you cooed at dan heng, who had a serious expression on your face. "oh, you didn't bring anyone. i was half expecting you to bring your trail blazing team for a moment."

"were you worried?" dan heng raised a brow as he looked down at the menu.

"ufufu. no, not exactly. you didn't seem to bring a friend on... the first date."

you see him flinch a bit, a tint of red painting his cheeks as he coughed awkwardly.

"this is not a date." he stammered.

"yes it is.~" you cooed before tapping the table. "order anything you'd like. it's on me."

"i don't want to order anything. i'm here purely for business purposes." dan heng said, as he looked straight towards your sunglasses.

"... the flash drive. you already submitted it to your boss, no? for what purpose do you have with the information in my database?"

there was a look of amusement. he could read it too, despite being unable to see your sunglasses.

"oh, who knows? my boss was just telling me to do things. i get paid very well whenever i'm tasked with what to do, y'know. that's the work of a stellaron hunter." you tilt your head, staring at him amusingly. "oh, right..."

reaching into your pocket, you pull out the flash drive. the same one you used to infiltrate his computer.

"i still have it. i gave my boss a fake one."

dan heng froze at the sight of the flash drive, almost ready to reach out to steal from your grasp. but you were... well, faster than him, especially when you had knocked him on his ass the other night.

"...what? why do you have that? look— just," dan heng shook his head, "i doubt anything i say will sway your mind to giving me that flash drive."

"ah, ah, ah." you mused, shaking your head at him. "hold up there, dragon boy. you're rushing into conclusions too fast. do the others know about this, actually? did you tell them?"

dan heng shook his head. you read his body language — he wasn't lying.

"...i see. perfect. let's have a deal, then."

dan heng blinked, raising a brow. "a deal?"

"you heard me, cutie." you said, looking back to the menu. you might order another latte or something else in a bit...

"...what's the deal?"

"hehe. curious, are you? well..." you stuffed the flash drive away, adjusting your sunglasses. "be my boyfriend."

"..."

"..." you were smiling innocently at him.

".. wh— gh-..? huh!?"

"did i stutter, babe?"

dan heng choked for a moment, coughing into his fist as he turned red. "what—? why? are you... a-are you sane right now?"

"guess i'll turn in the info." you mused.

"wait—wait. fine."

your smile widened. "oh, geez, dearie me. does this mean you're my boyfriend?"

dan heng exhaled, looking to the side. "... i don't even know your name. if i'm going to be your boyfriend, i at least need to know your name. you already know mine."

"oh, for sure. as a reward for being so obedient, i'll tell you my name.

...it's y/n. ♡"

#honkai star rail #hsr #hsr x reader #dan heng #hsr dan heng #honkai star rail dan heng

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ranhaitanisgf · 1 year ago

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Can I request headcanons of Ran with “cafe love” and “star gazing” Ran met her at a cafe and one day he asked her out. They spend all day together having a great time. And then at night he takes her to a roof and they watch the stars together. And then they kiss under the stars. Super fluffy!!! Thank you!!!!!!🤗

— ran haitani // cafe love // stargazing

[𖤐] me after going almost 500 words over the limit bc i have no self control lol. thank you for requesting this so long ago anon; i finally got to it !! i hope you enjoy my loveliessss xoxo

wc ; 1.5k+

masterlist || 2k masterlist

♡ you’d first noticed him when he became a regular at the cafe you worked at; tall and lean, with his long hair parted into two slightly messy braids, his violet eyes seeming to pierce right through you as he walked up to the counter. even though it was his first time coming into the cafe, you jumped at the chance to take his order, immediately rushing over to his selected table before any of your coworkers could.

♡ it was in this way that the two of you eventually became closer. ran, (his name, which you learned fairly early on) would come in every single day, and he would always order a caramel fudge mocha with extra caramel sauce. you hadn’t expected anyone to be having such a sugary drink every day, but when you asked him about it, he just mildly shrugged, saying something about how he wants to actually be able to enjoy the coffee, (which you suppose is fair enough). he would sit at the same table in the corner, would stay for the same amount of time, then would repeat it all again the next day.

♡ sometimes, there were moments when you felt his gaze on you while you were working, and when you would look over, he would give you a teasing smile, gesturing for you to get back to working.

♡ despite your interest in him, you were never really planning on doing anything about it; you were already so swamped with school work and exams, and adding your long work shifts on top of that, there was no way you could handle any more stress on top of that. and so, you decided on just admiring from afar.

♡ spoiler: your little plan wasn’t successful for very long.

♡ it had been a stormy and rainy day when ran came in as always. today though, his hair dripping with water and his clothes were soaking wet, clinging to his body, (no?! you were most certainly not staring…)

♡ he had actually been the first person to come in all day due to the rain outside, and you were the only one working since all your other coworkers hadn’t been able to work today, (it really wasn’t as if you needed help with customers anyways). as soon as you had seen the state ran was in, you’d rushed to the back, grabbing a couple dry rags to help dry him off.

♡ you’d set the stack on the counter as you came out from behind it, frowning a bit at the puddle that had formed at his feet. he didn’t seem to be too affected by the rain at the moment, instead just watching you intently as you grabbed one of the rags, patting it against his hair and braids.

“what are you doing out there in this rain? you could get sick if you stay in those wet clothes for too long.” “well i had to come and keep you company, yeah?” “no, not at the price of your health.” “mm, i think i’ll take that chance.”

♡ you sighed at ran’s words, gently taking his hair bands out of his braids so that his hair could dry a little bit more. there was silence between the two of you for a while, with him just watching as you dried off the parts of his hair and clothes that were dripping.

“d’you wanna go out with me?”

♡ your eyes immediately flicked up to ran’s face, seeing a lazy smirk across his lips as he plucked the now damp rag from your hand, placing it on the counter next to you. his sudden question made your heart skip a couple beats, wondering if he was being serious or just teasing you.

“...depends on where you take me tonight.” “i’ll be sure to pick something good then. i’ll pick you up after your shift~”

♡ the flirty lilt in his voice was almost enough to make you follow after him as he left the store, leaving you with a wink as the door closed. you kept your composure though, busying yourself with cleaning things up as your excitement started to build. sure, you had said that you weren’t going to pursue anything with him, but that didn’t include him asking you out, so it was fine! right?

♡ you had only realized that you hadn’t told him when your shift ended when he came back, his entrance (somehow) perfectly timed with you finishing your closing duties. when you asked him about it when you were locking the front door, he’d given an extremely vague answer of, “well why wouldn’t i know?”.

♡ you had felt a little bit hesitant to get on his motorcycle; despite the fact that he was your regular and you two would talk a lot, you couldn’t exactly say that you weren’t nervous to go to whatever mystery place he was taking you to. when he’d seen your hesitance, ran had merely chuckled, holding his pinky to promise that he wasn’t going to do anything creepy, (even though it was small, it did make you feel a little bit better). besides, with his braids gone and his hair down, he was even harder to resist.

♡ ran had teased you at red lights, looking back at how your eyes were screwed shut and how your arms were wrapped tightly around his waist, acting offended that you didn’t seem to trust his driving skills. you were thankful when he finally slowed down and stopped, holding out a hand for you to grab onto as the two of you got off his bike. you weren’t exactly sure where you were, but you didn’t get much of a chance to look around before ran went behind you, gently covering your eyes with his hands.

“just trust me; you can do that, right, pretty?” “oh, uhm, yeah.”

♡ it had taken a whole lot of directions and hesitant steps up a whole lot of stairs, but after the long journey, you were feeling a bit excited as to what ran was going to show you when he finally announced that the two of you had arrived. when his hands finally left your eyes, you were met with a beautiful sight of thousands of stars in the night sky.

“wow…it’s beautiful.” “hmm, i told you i would pick something good. did you doubt me?” “wha- no! i just…well, i wasn’t sure what to expect. this is really just…wow.”

♡ ran’s confident smirk as he looked at you was making your stomach feel fluttery, but you tried not to let it show on your face as you walked up to the edge of the roof, leaning against the barrier and looking at all the stars. after a moment, he joined you at your side, and although you were still looking at the sky, you could feel his gaze on you.

♡ when you took a moment to glance over at him, you weren’t able to pull your eyes away. his violet eyes had a soft look for once, and there was a genuine smile across his lips for once. as if that wasn’t enough, the slight breeze in the air blew through his hair softly, making him look almost…ethereal.

“you see something y’like?”

♡ the teasing look was back in his eyes as he moved a little bit closer to you, his hand reaching out to rest on your shoulder, keeping a bit of a firm grip to keep you from backing away. although there was a chill in the night’s air, your face felt hot as ran’s face moved a bit closer, just enough that you could feel his breath fanning over your cheeks. you still hadn’t responded to his question, hoping that it was rhetorical.

♡ there was plenty of time for you to pull away from him, but you felt as though there was some kind of magnetic force between the two of you, wanting to pull you even closer to him. as much as you felt embarrassed and wanted to look away from his gaze, you couldn’t; you’d already been ensnared in his trap.

♡ and so, you stayed, even as he slowly inched closer and closer, his other hand moving to whisper over the back of your neck, sending a shiver down your spine. even as his face tilted, giving you one more chance to pull away, you stayed. you stayed as his soft and warm lips pressed against yours, the gentleness seeming wholly unlike him, but somehow exactly like him at the same time. your heart was leaping with joy as ran’s lips slowly moved against yours, the hand that was on your shoulder moving to the back of your head to pull you closer.

♡ after a minute, you had to tap out, gasping for the cool night air as he pulled away from you, that teasing look in his eyes the same as ever. there was no need to exchange any words; ran just smirked, his long arm wrapping around your waist to pull you flush against him, the warmth from his body seeping into yours.

♡ you could definitely get used to this.

alright gather round kids this is a psa ; don't get on the back of a stranger's bike unless its ran haitani 👍🏽

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