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night-raven-tattler · 7 months ago

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First kiss, what bliss... maybe...

Summary: Neither you nor your partner have had your first kiss yet. What kind of shenanigans would that information bring?

Characters: Cater, Jamil, Vil × GN!Reader (separate)

Warnings: misunderstandings

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Facing Cater after what happened felt like the hardest challenge you've ever gone through

Curse Magicam and curse couple tags and couple selfies, curse all of it!

The memory was fresh in your mind, making you cringe at the situation

You just wanted to take a cute selfie with your boyfriend, like any normal person

And you thought it would be funny and cute to kiss him on the cheek mid selfie

But he happened to have the same idea...

And your lips unceremoniously clashed over each other

As if the situation wasn't very embarassing already, Cater's reaction made it worse

He awkwardly laughed while scratching the back of his head, then left the room in a hurry

Horrible feedback for your first kiss, really

Were you that bad at kissing? But you didn't even have time to be bad, it was barely anything but his lips landing on yours

Sevens, even thinking about it made you feel like your face was on fire

You cursed all teen rom coms for lying to your poor teenage heart as you buried yourself under your blankets

But soon enough your phone started buzzing like crazy

One, twice, thrice

Twenty times

You picked it up to check what was going on, when you saw none other than your boyfriend spamming you with apology texts

"i'm sorry" "i'm sorry" "i'm sorry" "i'm sorry" "i'm sorry" "i'm sorry" "i'm sorry" "i'm sorry" "i'm sorry" "i'm sorry"

His apologies only made you more confused

"wait why"

You could tell he was trying to pick between keysmashing his way to forgiveness and trying to find a coherent response as the loading chat bubble appeared and disappeared on your screen for a few minutes

In the end all he sent back was one text

"nvm i'm coming back to ur dorm stay there"

You undug yourself out of your fluffy pity party and, before you could process properly the situation you were in, Cater knocked at your door

You combed your fingers through your hair before taking a deep breath and opening the door

Just to see a Cater just as frazzled as you were

"I'm so sorry I didn't know what to do I wanted to be cute-"

"I was so stupid, I don't know what came over me, I panicked and-"

You talked over each other, then stopped and sunk into a bit of an awkward silence

Not even your conflict solving skills were on your side today

"Uhm, Let's just... I mean, can I come in?"

"I will let you in... before Riddle hears you used 'can' instead of 'may'."

Cater's eyes widened before he snorted, and a small smile blosommed on his lips

"Alright, don't mind me~"

His sing songy delivery came out slightly tense as he hesitated before stepping into your room and making a bee line to your bed

Another awkward, albeit shorter, silence took over the room before you sighed

"Cater, I'm sorry. I wanted to be cute and kiss you on the cheek, I'm sorry if I overstepped something or-"

"Oh, no no no! That's not it at all!"

Cater's cheeks grew redder than you've ever seen them

"You have nothing to apologise for! It's just..."

His eyes went from your face to the floor, then to the lamp on your nightstand

"It took my by surprise, and I was not prepared at all, and I reacted very poorly... It was so much different than what I thought our first kiss to be."

He reached out to his hair and started playing with a strand, something you noticed he did when he needed something to do with his hands

You took a seat next to him on the bed and sighed

"To be honest... I have no idea how I wanted our... first kiss... to be like... Since that was my first and all."

Cater's eyes widened and he snorted

"Yours too?"

Hearing his words, you turned to face him, and saw an expression hard to read

"Wait, what? Really?"

Cater nodded

You snorted, then burst into laugher

He had no idea why, but Cater also joined in with his own confused giggles

"So both our first kisses kinda sucked. Man...!"

Cater lied on your bed, obviously more relaxed than before

"...Well, at least I know I'm not the only victim of the lies about the romcom first kiss."

"You know what they say about misery loving company!"

You lied next to Cater, thinking about how ridiculous everything was

And you were glad to see Cater back to his more relaxed self

"So... No hard feelings, then?"

His question made you giggle

"None. Only if you promise me a proper redo, though."

Cater turned on his side, prompting his head on his arm

"Totally! Not right now, though. My heart had enough of a workout today."

"Same..."

You spent the rest of the day watching cute videos on his Magicam feed

The atmosphere turned back to normal once again, and you almost forgot about the incident

Until a few weeks later, when Cater was finally ready for the proper redo

『••✎••』

You were leaving Sam's and checking items off of a list, making mental notes to yourself

Ingredients for chakli and shankarpali? Check. Enough paper to make origami jasmines until your hands hurt? Check.

The permission slip from Kalim that allowed you and Jamil to stay out of the dorm for the night? Check. The contracts from Azul binding your friends to the responsibility of keeping Kalim in check while you and Jamil are away? Check

Were your preparations a little extreme? Maybe, but you had a very important goal in mind

Several weeks prior, you were bestowed with a very valuable information: Jamil never had his first kiss

Neither did you, but you wanted to do something about it

After a lot of shifts at the Mostro Lounge, you finally were able to put together the perfect date

A picnic under the stars in the garden of Ramshackle dorm, where you could create the perfect opportunity to give your boyfriend the first kiss he deserves!

You skipped on your way to your dorm from excitement and prepared everything for the special night

But whatever deities ruled over Twisted Wonderland decided that it would be funny to cause an unpredictable downpour on the very night you were planning to be out

All Jamil could do to help your disappointed self was to help you gather your things and resume the "picnic" in your dorm room

Despite him trying to comfort you, you still had a hard time recovering, as the night you were so emotionally invested in was ruined

Jamil sighed as it sunk in that the issue was deeper than he thought, and he made you sit down with him

"This wasn't just a normal date, was it? Talk to me, Reader."

You sighed and grabbed Jamil's hand

"I'm just... really disappointed, I guess. I worked really hard to make this date special! And this stupid rain ruined the night. I'm sorry..."

Jamil raised an eyebrow

"Special? Were you preparing something for a special occasion?"

You hated how perceptive he was sometimes

You looked away, and your reaction to his question was all the confirmation Jamil needed

He still waited for you to tell him, regardless of how embarassed you grew with every second of silence

So eventually you caved after what felt like a whole hour of silence

"...You know how you told me you haven't had your... your first kiss?"

Jamil listened to your explanation with a growing blush on his cheeks

"I wanted to make it memorable! I haven't had my first kiss either so I thought it would be great to make it great for the both of us! But then it started raining, and it made the food all soggy, and I just wasted three weeks of my life for a stupid contract with Azul and my friends to make sure Kalim doesn't accidentally start an international conflict while I'm trying to smooch you!"

Your little rant left Jamil speechless

You were expecting some sort of snort or sarcastic remark, but you heard... nothing

So you turned your face to look at Jamil

And he was deep in thought, eyes not even looking at you

His mouth opened and closed a few times

Jamil's face never settled on an expression for too long, his conflicted feelings coming to the surface

The silence was making your nervous, but it was obvious Jamil was weighting his words very carefully

"Reader, I don't need a special setting for you to show you care about me."

"I know you don't need it, but you deserve it! You work so hard all the time and you never get the praise you deserve, I wanted to spoil you as much as I could and give you an unforgettable memory..."

Jamil was rendered completely speechless

And, when your words finally sunk in, his face started burning like a campfire, and he pulled his hood over his head

"You... You are impossible..."

Your hand was still holding his, and you gave it a squeeze in reassurance

The silence that befell on you was just a bit awkward, but you gave Jamil time to recover emotionally

A few minutes passed when he pulled the hood off and asked you to make a pillow fort with him in your room

"I can't let your efforts go to waste, not after... after everything you've said."

Despite your disappointment, you'd never say no to a night with your boyfriend

So you took the chairs, Jamil took the blankets and pillows, and you set up a pretty nice fort

It wasn't the starry sky you imagined yourself sitting under, but maybe Jamil was right

You didn't need anything fancy to have a special moment

And the way he was clinging to you while you were running your fingers through his hair was even more special to you than anything

You chuckled to yourself at the visage of Jamil Viper, the most tense and closed off teen you know, completely making himself comfortable in your embrace as if your body was made to hold him and cherish him

He raised his head, his attention caught by your chuckle

Maybe it was the way Jamil looked more relaxed than usual or the way that he was simply looking at you, expecting nothing but to satiate a small curiosity

But Jamil looked really beautiful to you in that moment

And kissable...

"This is kind of embarassing... I really wanna kiss you right now..."

Jamil smirked at you

"I thought you needed a meteor shower and a full course meal to get a kiss."

"...Never mind, you ruined it."

You were sure he wouldn't let it die until you actually kissed

A problem you could solve really easily

You started plotting another plan; this one was simpler, and it involved just you making him look at you and leaning in a little closer...

『••✎••』

"Did you have any voice acting roles animated movies and stuff?"

Vil contemplated your question for a few seconds while he applied some skin cleanser on his face

"A few, yes. I prefer when people experience my presence fully when I act, but I don't mind bringing a different type of character to life if I like the project."

You were in Vil's room, using your priviledge of being the partner of a Housewarden to spend the night with your boyfriend without the need of a formal pass

As fair as Vil was, he didn't mind your daring actions as they amused him

To pass the time while Vil prepared himself to go to bed, you decided to play 20 questions

"Do you prefer open ended media or do you like to know what comes out of the fate of the characters?"

Vil was good at asking questions, as they really made you fall deep in thought

"Hmm... I think both are pretty great. It depends on the setting the most. An open ending works well with a thriller movie, but I like a proper ending for a romcom."

Your boyfriend hummed at your response

You watched Vil as he reached for his serum, and you caught a glimpse of a smile on his face

"Smart answer. That's the beauty of media, it allows you to tell different kinds of stories in different ways."

Vil opened the serum bottle and let a few droplets fall on his face

"Have you had your first kiss for a role or in real life?"

"Neither."

"Wait. Really?"

Vil snickered at your reaction as he met your eyes through his mirror

"What, is it really that shocking that I haven't had my first kiss yet?"

He was something else: usually people would be embarassed at the prospect of having to admit they haven't had their first kiss at all

"Kind of? I assumed that... well, I know that people who've been acting for as long as you have been exposed to a lot of things before the proper time."

"I can't deny that. I could say that I had a lot of people making sure I never did anything too... extreme."

Vil grabbed his moisturizer, and you had no idea how to feel about losing count of the products he has used so far

While he applied the product, Vil smiled to himself mischievously

"What about you? Have you had your first kiss?"

Your cheeks warmed up in embarassment

"No..."

Your reply was followed by an awkward laugh, and it drew a chuckle out of Vil

For the first time in a while, Vil got up from his chair and sat on his bed next to you, leaning closer

His closeness to you and your confession made your cheeks grow hot

The floral scent of his freshly applied products and the teasing glint in his eyes made you dizzy

"Oh? Is that so?"

Your confusion suddenly vanished as you realised what Vil was about to do

Were you about to kiss?! Right now?!

Vil leaned in very close to your face while you panicked and tried to figure out what to do

He kept a distance of barely two centimeters for a few seconds

Then he kissed your nose, making you confused

"You've been able to go on this long without your first kiss, you'll be fine waiting a little longer..."

You were shocked as Vil backed away with a smile on his face and cheeks dusted pink

It finally dawned on you: he was only teasing you

He only laughed when you gave him a swat to his thigh, wordlessly accepting your offense as warranted

The audacity of this guy...

"You really though I'd allow our first kiss to be anything less than spectacular? My line of work has been advertising a life changing moment, and I feel it's my duty to... live up to the hype."

Your indignation, as lighthearted as it was, refused to allow your pride to be wounded by such teasing

You raised yourself from your spot and, with a courage fueled only by impulsivity, you put your hand at the back of Vil's neck

You pulled Vil close to your face, action that earned you a gasp from your beloved

Almost all courage left you but you still continued with your plan: you waited a few seconds before pressing your lips to the corner of his mouth

"Your... line of work also has teasers and trailers, right? Consider this one of them."

Vil was more than shocked; to your surprise, he seemed awestruck by your actions

A lovely pink took over his face as a proud smile bloomed on his features

"Maybe I will."

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#twisted wonderland #twst #twisted wonderland x reader #twst x reader #cater diamond #cater diamond x reader #jamil viper #jamil viper x reader #vil schoenheit #vil schoenheit x reader #i wanted to write 2 more characters with this prompt #but this is already long enough that i think my phone is about to burst into tears

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euphietea · 5 months ago

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wind breaker is so good. it handles characterization so well and i love how it sets up a character trope to be subtly broken! in this essay i-

I am TELLING you it’s literally these characters that just hook everyone that gives wind breaker a chance.

I literally hated it my first watch😭

#i could go on and on about how subtle the trope breaks are #and how they may over dramatize shit but that the root is grounded in reality #like tsubaki and umemiyas backstories are dramatized but my god are they relatable and relevant #i dont even think people get how exceptional tsubaki is since most manga are too scared of being controversial so they are heavy on the bit #working in psychology - how umemiya reacts to his life events as a kid is so super solid and real #on the surface it looks like a goofy little shounen but when you actually consider the material the handling of it is so sweet #i could go on but i have clogged the tags way too much already my b #.✄.chat #i just really adore analysis and could find meaning in a bowl of cheerios

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bagopucks · 11 months ago

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J. Drysdale - Orange, Orange, Orange

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Jamie Drysdale x Fem!reader

Word Count: 2.6k

Warning(s): cuss words, reader wanting to strangle Trevor✨

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Everybody has their own playoff traditions. For most teams, it’s the beards. And every stadium also has a different approach. For the Anaheim Ducks and Honda Center, it’s ‘Paint It Orange.’

Jamie and Trevor go all out. Their apartment gets decorated completely. Orange throw pillows, orange plates and cups, orange shower curtain. Anything that can be replaced for cheap during the playoffs. It’s atrocious. I love seeing my boyfriend and his clingy bestie, but god I hate seeing that orange. It’s too much.

Do I tell them that? Absolutely not.

The boys love it. They love getting into the playoff spirit, and I’d even venture to say it’s a ritual now. A superstition that they add to every year. This year I was anticipating orange drapes or maybe even an orange carpet.. but I couldn’t have been farther from the right idea.

Trevor and Jamie had been radio silent all day. Both in our group chat and in individual texts. It was unlike them. Especially Jamie, who always texted me in the morning. I was suspicious, but I didn’t think too much into it. We were coming up on the first playoff game. Two days away. It was likely that they were only anxious. Antsy.

I thought maybe a quick box of donuts might be nice. I swung by a local donut shop and picked up two dozen before making the drive to their place. Jamie always enjoyed the jelly filled and chocolate covered ones, but Trevor had so many things he enjoyed that it was hard to remember all the flavors. And knowing these boys and their appetites, it was safer to get two dozen.

When I got to their place, I gently kicked their door with my foot a few times, seeing as my hands were full. I heard a faint, ‘coming’ from Trevor. I eyed the orange wreath on their door while I waited. It was new. That must have been the addition for this year’s playoff run. They hadn’t had one in a while. I would have expected something more drastic to celebrate.

When the door opened, I was met with a shirtless Trevor. His long hair was pulled back in a ponytail -no doubt one I left behind at some point- and his shorts were covered in orange. His arms had a bit of the orange substance on them as well. My brow furrowed.

“Hey! You brought us donuts. That’s awesome.” Trevor smiled, “can you bring ‘em inside? Just toss them on the counter.” He stepped aside, letting me in before he shut the door and locked it.

“Trevor, what’s going on?” I asked as I walked through the house, greeted by the ugly oranges of their decorations. I set the boxes of donuts on the counter, opening one to pull out one of the jelly filled treats. I took a bite out of it as I turned to look at Trevor.

“Stuff.” He answered, nodding a little too dramatically for me to believe him.

“Where’s Jamie?”

“Out.” I didn’t like or believe that answer either.

“Doing what?” I pressed on.

“Hey! Who’s that?” I heard Jamie shout, his voice echoing from a room I could only assume was the bathroom. Trevor’s face fell the moment he knew he’d been caught in his own lie.

“It’s your girlfriend! She brought us donuts!” Trevor called, the volume of his voice irritating my ears. I winced.

“You’re such a liar, Trevor.” I scoffed out, shaking my head at him.

“Tell her to come here! She can help!” Even yelling, Jamie’s voice sounded soft.

Trevor looked at me with a cautious gaze, and I narrowed my eyes at him.

“Why don’t you want me here?” I immediately asked, accusation in my tone. Trevor refused to answer right out.

“Oh boy…” he mumbled. Clearly, he knew whatever I was about to see, I was not going to like. “Come on.”

I followed incredibly close behind Trevor, contemplating a few times, simply pushing him out of the way. But once we got to the bathroom, I was glad we’d taken our time getting there. It gave me time to brace myself.

The gasp I drew in was second to none, horrified and surprised in the worst ways.

I stood there in shock for maybe a total of ten seconds. A ticking time bomb.

“So… you like it?” The optimism in Trevor’s voice set me off.

“What the fuck?” I shouted, staring down at my shirtless boyfriend and his lathered orange hair. “Jamie! What the fuck?”

Trevor was standing behind me, and I could tell the boys were looking at each other when my boyfriend’s eyes drifted past me.

“This is why I told you not to invite her.” Trevor mumbled. I spun on my heels.

“Because I don’t want my boyfriend looking like..” I paused, looking back at Jamie. He flashed me a nervous smile. “Like the Lorax?” I wasn’t necessarily angry.. just.. caught off guard. Nobody informed me of this. Nobody told me I was going to have to look at Jamie like this for possibly months.

“So you don’t like it?” Jamie’s smooth voice piped up, causing my tense gaze to move from Trevor back to the once dark haired man. I pursed my lips, trying to calm myself as I noticed the concern in Jamie’s features.

“I’ll be honest with you J.. I don’t. No.” His face fell. I shook my head as I kicked my shoes off and stepped onto the dirty towels on the floor. I glanced at him in the mirror, then back down to his figure sitting on a foldable chair. I immediately reached for a silky lock of wet orange hair, still covered in fresh dye. “Oh my god…” I mumbled, feeling like a mother with her child.

“That bad, huh?” Jamie inquired, eyeing my reflection in the mirror.

“I love you.. just.. not your orange hair.” He was slow to nod. Jamie never liked knowing I didn’t like something. I always tried to tell him that it didn’t matter. Just because I didn’t like something, didn’t mean he needed to change it or throw it away. But he always wanted to make me happy. I could tell though, that this stressed him out. Because he couldn’t easily fix this.

“It’s not that bad.” Jamie tried to reason.

“No it’s pretty bad.” I wanted to card my hands through his hair, but I couldn’t. These idiots. God knows what this would turn out like. “Jame- your hair is so dark.. what if this turns out looking like shit? Like actual shit? Did you guys even bleach it enough?” Jamie, nor Trevor had a good response. So instead, my boyfriend opted to change the topic.

“Trevor‘s gonna do it too.” I looked back at Trevor while Jamie’s eyes were fixed on himself in the mirror.

Trevor shook his head with a snicker. My brow furrowed at his amusement, and the lines connected when I noticed Trevor was not worried about his own perfect hair.

I realized quickly that this was not a playoff ritual. This was Trevor tricking his best friend into something embarrassing. I would have considered it a prank if I didn’t know how humiliated Jamie would be once he found out.

I wanted to strangle him. I wanted to yell at him. I wanted to grab Trevor by the hair and throw him off the roof. Instead, I came up with a much less hostile approach.

“Thats really sweet of you Trev. At least if it ends badly Jamie won’t look… orange all alone.” I cooed. Trevor looked confused, but I let him off the hook for a moment.

“I don’t like this look.. I really don’t, but if it’s for playoffs, I understand. How much longer does this have to sit, J?” I asked, watching him reach for his phone on the stained counter.

“Thirty more minutes.” I nodded gestured for him to move and sit on the edge of the bath tub. He did so with ease.

“You want this?” I presented the donut I took a bite of to him, and Jamie quickly reached for it. He mumbled a sheepish, ‘thanks,” in return.

“Trevor,” I immediately turned to him. “I’ll help you with your hair.”

It was Trevor’s turn to be concerned, shaking his head and laughing anxiously.

“No.. no.. J’s got it.” He took a step back to escape the bathroom.

“No, I insist. I’d rather it not get anywhere else on Jamie anyway. His arm hair doesn’t need to be orange too. Come on.” I grabbed his arm, pulling him a bit forcefully back into the bathroom.

“I think it’ll look so good on you, Trev.” I taunted as I pushed him down into the chair. “J, can you go get me a drink from the fridge?” Jamie looked up from his phone and nodded, slipping out of the bathroom.

“Fuck you Trevor,” I hissed quietly, “you know how embarrassed he would have been? He probably would’ve chopped all his hair off.” Trevor’s eyes quickly found the floor. I wondered if he even thought this idea through entirely.

“I wish you wouldn’t be so rough on him sometimes. He’s not you, Trev.” My tone softened -though the annoyance remained- as I glanced down at all of the items on the counter. I reached for the bleach and prepped it before grabbing a spare pair of gloves, slipping them on.

“This one was pretty bad, huh?” Trevor muttered, right before Jamie returned with the water. I flashed him a smile as he set it on top of the toilet.

“Getzlaf‘s gonna love this look on you guys.” I was quick to change the subject, beginning to lather the bleach in Trevor’s hair. He may not have even needed it, but I decided to go with it for safe measure. I peeked over at Jamie, who was watching with curious eyes. I realized he already had another donut in hand. I also realized, that the poor kid’s eyebrows were still as dark as can be.

“He’ll support us.” Trevor reasoned.

“I’m sure he will.” Sarcasm laced my tone.

“I think we’ll look pretty cool.” Jamie’s excitement made me feel bad for knowing what I did about Trevor’s plans. And it made me feel bad for disagreeing in my head.

“The coolest, J.” I responded, trying to sound genuine.

It took me around ten minutes to get Trevor’s hair covered well. At that point, it was a waiting game for Jamie. Another fifteen minutes went by where I sat by my boyfriend on the lip of the bath tub, leaning on him as he scrolled through his phone, occasionally moving an orange lock from his eyes that kept falling astray. His mother didn’t like it when his hair got too long, I could only imagine what she’d say when she saw it was a whole new color.

When Jamie’s hair timer had gone off, I made Trevor go and grab me a cup. I helped Jamie sit on the floor and lean his head back into the bath tub, sighing to myself as I turned the bath tub on and found a comfortable temperature for the water.

When Trevor returned with the cup, I took it from him and filled it, resting my hand over Jamie’s eyes as I poured the first round of water through his hair, pushing my fingers through after. This was gonna take a while.

“I’ve seen you blonde.. but this is something else..” I mumbled. I did find momentary joy in the way Jamie’s eyes were closed, enjoying the feeling of having someone wash his hair. His orange hair.

“If this comes out bad, I’m taking you both to the local salon.” I added, getting to a point where the orange didn’t completely stain the water as it went down the drain. I turned off the tub faucet and asked Trevor to get me a towel, which he came back with faster than the cup.

“It’s not Carla,” Trevor shook his head. I glared at him.

“I don’t really care who it is. You’ll go unless you want to look like an off brand red head.” Jamie’s eyes opened, worriedly looking between me and his best friend.

I grabbed the towel from Trevor and turned back to my boyfriend, wrapping the towel around his hair and squeezing it a few times before I helped him sit up, and draped the towel over his shoulders.

“Move.” Trevor didn’t look very pleased that I was kicking him out of his seat, but he did nonetheless. Jamie slipped back into the foldable chair, and I bent over to search the cabinet beneath the sink for my spare hair dryer. When I spotted it, I was quick to pull it out.

I eyed the cord for a moment. “I don’t wrap my hairdryer cords like this.” I glanced between both boys, curious as to who had used my dryer while I was away.

“Sometimes my hair doesn’t dry fast enough before I go out.” Jamie’s gentle confession made my gaze soften.

I plugged the cord into the outlet and opened the medicine cabinet to grab one of the combs inside.

“Wait that’s mine!” I glared over at Trevor before putting the comb back and grabbing the other. Part of me wanted to snap his in half. Torturing Jamie and he still thought he could sit there and make requests.

I turned the hair dryer on, pointing it down at my lover as I slowly ran his comb through his hair. He looked pleased with all the attention. I didn’t mind it.. I just wished I could have given it to him under other circumstances that didn’t involve orange hair.

As his hair dried, the orange took on a much lighter look. Still hideous, but it looked like it would match the jerseys. Jamie took a few pictures of it.

When I had his hair mostly dry, I turned the dryer off and set it on the counter with the comb. I ran my fingers through his hair a few times, ruffling and fixing the part, before I leaned forward to press a kiss to his head.

“Do you like it now?” Jamie spoke softly, his eyes searched my expression in the mirror.

“It’ll grow on my eventually.” I tapped his shoulder. “You wanna help me finish Trev?”

“Oh! Yeah!”

“Trevor sit on the floor and lean your head over the bath.”

I repeated the process of washing hair with Trevor, this time with the help of Jamie, who really just handed me shampoo when I needed it.

When I had his hair washed and towel dried, I had him and Jamie switch places again, and I began to dry Trevor’s hair- with his own comb. After I was sure every strand was no longer damp, I put my dryer away and set Trevor’s comb aside.

“I think when we’re done, you guys should send some photos to your mothers.” I advised, smiling to myself at the thought of either woman’s reaction.

Jamie’s head shot up from his phone. Had he not considered his mother as a factor before agreeing to this?

“She’s gonna flip…”

He hadn’t.

“Oh my god, Jamie-“ I hid my face in my hands to mask my frustration.

“Can you call her with me?” His request was met with a reluctant no from myself.

“You made your bed, lover. And this one you have to lay in alone.” I chuckled. “Good luck.”

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#nhl imagine #nhl x reader #jamie drysdale blurb #jamie drysdale imagine #jamie drysdale x reader #jamie drysdale #trevor zegras blurb #trevor zegras imagine #trevor zegras

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dreamersdreamdreams · 2 months ago

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omg your recent cheater fic is so angsty and good😍😍😍I was wondering if i could request like an au where instead of reader sleeping with the other guy she just quits over email and transfers to another city. If you do end up doing this request I’d just like to thank you in advance🫶🫶🫶

-ˋˏ✄┈┈┈┈ the boss ( alternate ending to cheater ) -ˋˏ✄┈┈┈┈

content : angst and smut ( minors do not interact )

warnings : cheating, hitting, broken bones, face fucking

key : b / n = boss’s name , f / n = work friend’s name , o / c / n = original country’s name

author’s note : i greatly appreciate my first ever request , i hope you enjoy 🫶🏻

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The skyscraper runs miles above you. You walk through its automatic doors only to see f/n holding two coffees. “How are you y/n,” he greets happily.

“I am well, how are you?”

“I am great now that you're here,” he teases. You grab your coffee with an eye-roll. Both of you enter the elevator to the top floor where you both work. You sit down at your desk. Your friend leans up against your desk as you start to chat. When you see your boss come out from his office you quickly shove f/n off your desk. He gives you a smirk before heading off to his desk. “I need those papers we talked about yesterday,” he says flatly. “Of course, sir,” you say with a shaking voice. You lightly knock on your boss’s large oak door. “Come in,” he states in his usual strict tone. “Hello, sir.” He gives you a smirk. “How are you, my love?” Your head tilts towards the floor with a blush painting your face. B/n hired you as his assistant a year ago. It was scandalous to be in a relationship with your boss, yet you have been secretly dating each other for half that time. You quickly mumble out, “I have the papers you need.” You go to set the big pile of papers down but they slam onto the table with a loud bang as you're suddenly pulled by your top. “You know better than to ignore me, my dear,” he says threateningly. You're about to speak when he drops your top from his hands. A knock can be heard from behind the door to his office. Your head turns to the door. “Go grab us some dinner, will you?” he says in an annoyed tone. You look back with a nod. You open the door to find another woman standing there. It was b/n’s new secretary. You move out of the way to let her pass and she walks past you with a sugary sweet smile on her face. You had already ordered food knowing b/n would be hungry. You get in the elevator to retrieve the food from the ground floor. The food is sitting outside the automatic doors to the grand office. You quickly pick it up, as you were too afraid to be out this late at night alone. You enter back into the office from the elevator as loud sounds fog your brain. Your feet tiptoe towards the origin of the sound. Your ear pulls in the sounds while it is pressed up against the door. You know those grunts. What you know even better is that the obnoxious moans coming from inside weren't yours. Tears begin to fall off of your face. “Fuck, baby, you feel so good,” b/n says to the unknown girl inside. “Ooo~, Daddy,” the girl whimpers. Your shaking hands grab at the handle to b/n’s office. Against better judgment, you open the door. The image in front of you may be blurred but the picture is clear. Your boyfriend is fucking another girl over his desk. The same place he had ordered you to come so many times just to ruin your body. B/n looks up at you and his expression turns blank. For only a minute he holds your gaze. He wraps his hands around the secretary’s neck and pulls her up to his chest. She still didn’t see you. She was probably too lost in what felt like heaven, to be fucked by such a powerful and rich man. That is what you always felt at least. He continues the scene like he is on shoot. Your frozen body moves so softly that you feel as though you will fall to the floor like a feather. You quietly close the door and slowly walk to the stairs to avoid making any noise. Once you got outside you threw away the evidence that you were ever there. You let him live his fantasy. The cold wind hits your face and the tears flow again. At this point, the darkness was your only friend. You whip out your phone and order a taxi to pick you up. Normally b/n drives you to and from work since you live together. Out of a sudden urge of anger, you look up b/n’s number. You are about to tap on his name but you pause. You wanted to yell at him and tell him how he hurt you. Instead, you go to his work number and text him just two words, “I quit.” Your taxi eventually pulls up. You open the door and are about to get in when you pause for a moment.

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B/n pulls out of his secretary one last time before finishing on her back. ‘What about when he would always come inside your warm cunt?’ He pulled out before she could cum one more time. ‘What about when you and him would come in unison?’ B/n rips off a paper towel from the roll to clean up the mess he made. ‘What about when he would clean your soft skin with a warm towel before preparing a bath for the two of you?’ As he pulls on his dress pants and is about to button up his top, his phone dings. He quickly picks it up. He tells himself he did that because it may be about work but deep down he knows he wanted it to be you. When he sees it’s your work number he is confused but then he looks at the text. It doesn't take him a second to process what you texted and run from the room. He doesn't even give the other girl a second glance. “B/n where are you going,” she yells. He presses the buttons to the elevator several times as if it would make the elevator go faster. As soon as he got outside he planned to go straight to his car to get back home but there you were. Your beautiful physique splayed across the ground as a shadow. “Y/n, wait,” he yells.

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You wished you hadn't turned around so quickly just due to hearing your name fall from his lips. You freeze for a moment and stare at what was once your lover. He was so beautiful. Then he starts running after you. Your trance breaks and he looks more like a monster as he runs towards you. You rush to get in the cab and you shut and lock the door in his face. “Y/n, get out of the car. RIGHT NOW,” he demands angrily. “Drive,” you scream at the taxi driver. You may have seen him angry before, very angry at that, but never this angry. Once you get to the apartment you shared with b/n, you look outside to make sure his car isn’t there. You rush to the door and your hands shake as they attempt to unlock the door. You run to your bedroom and lock the door. Tears flow down your face as you collect your stuff and shove it into a bag. As you go to unlock the door, you fall back. The door rattles as you hear b/n yell, “Open this fucking door y/n. I know you're in there.” Your sobs grow louder out of fear. “Y/n stop crying and open the door,” he says in a calm tone, an unsettling change in character. You knew opening the door would only lead to trouble. You swing your bag around your shoulders and open the window. As you are crawling out, the door to the room slams to the floor off of its hinges. You let out a scream and slam the window closed. You hear him groan out, “Fuck!” Karma is on your side as you hear something fall at the base of the window, his car keys. They fell out of his hand as the window was slammed down on his fingers. You grab them and start to run down the stairs. You unlock the car and start it. You can't take a breath as you see b/n running out of the front door. You swerve away just in time.

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You have found a new job. Not in o/c/n but in a whole new country. You knew b/n controlled the whole market back home. No matter where you found work it would only eventually lead back to him. As you got ready for work you put extra care into the details because the head of the whole company was coming into work today for a review of the branch you worked at. Once you got to work you greeted your boss with his morning coffee. You talk about the plans for the day and share how nervous you are about the big boss coming in. Your new boss gives you a deep chuckle. You should have noticed something strange in his laugh. You were working so hard all day because you wanted to make a good impression that you just noticed how late it was. ‘How was it already ten?’ You look around the office only to see that the office is empty. Your boss's door opens and you see your coworker and your boss walk out. Your coworker leaves and you are left with your boss. “Wasn’t your boss supposed to come in today,” you question.

“He is here. It is your turn to meet with him. You can just go to my office. He is in there.”

“Aren’t you coming in,” you say nervously. You saw your boss exit his office with your coworker so you assumed he would come in with you.

“Not for your interview.”

He leaves without another word. You are very confused as you walk to your boss’s door. You take a deep breath before opening the door. You immediately see a man standing right behind the door. You look up only to scream. “Y/n, don't be so dramatic,” b/n says. You sprint to the front door of the whole office. You try the handle but it is locked. You look up at the small window on the door only to see your new boss standing behind it with the keys to the office in his hand. There is a smirk on his face. You always thought he looked familiar when you were going through the hiring process with him but you just thought it was trauma from your last job experience. You were wrong. It was your old work friend otherwise known as b/n’s right-hand man. You see him nod his head before he walks away. You pound on the door and scream out for f/n. He doesn't turn around. You feel hands tight on your waist as you are picked up and thrown over a shoulder. You kick your feet and pound your fists against b/n’s back. B/n walks through the doors to f/n’s office and locks the door behind him. He drops you off his shoulder and you fall to the floor, hitting your head. You hold your head as you crawl to the corner of the room. Tears start streaming down your face as your head pangs.

“Look who's crying again. Aren't you happy to see me?”

“Why are you doing this to me, b/n?”

His heart pangs as he hears his name come out of your mouth through sobs. He walks over to you and crutches down to your level on the floor. He turns you around and holds your head in his hands.

“I love you y/n. I know you love me too.”

“Fuck you,” you spit out while staring him in the eyes.

You scream out in pain as he crushes the bones in your finger.

“Whoops. You better watch what you say y/n. Now how about you show me how much you love me?”

B/n stands up and walks over to the chair behind the desk. He sits down with his legs apart. You can see he is hard through his slacks. Your head falls to your knees and you sob.

“If I have to repeat myself I’ll break the rest of your fingers.”

You slowly crawl over to him. Your tears leave a trail behind you on the floor. You unzip his pants and bring them to the ground. You take your hand that isn't broken and smear the precum that is seeping from his tip. You open your mouth and prepare yourself. B/n grabs your hair in a fist and brings your head down onto his cock. You groan as your jaw locks. Before giving you a second to recover, he starts thrusting into your mouth while simultaneously bringing your head down farther on his dick. Your throat opens up and you start to choke once he starts hitting the back of your throat. Maybe by accident or maybe it was your body trying to get itself away from your captor, you bite down on b/n’s cock. “Fuck, you cunt,” he yells while quickly pulling out. He pulls you up and slaps you across your face. This only makes your head hurt worse. You start to waver in and out of consciousness. He slams your body against the desk to bend you over it. He rips off your clothes and enters into your dry vagina. You scream out in pain but that only makes his pace grow faster. All of this brings you back to that night. The memories of him cheating are the last things you remember from that night before you fade into the darkness.

#yandere smut #yandere x reader #cheater x reader

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mochamvgz · 1 year ago

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what they would save ur contact as

; i don't think this needs a synopsis? it's all in the title

; ot7 enhypen x reader

; genre: hcs, non idol au, established relationship, fluff

; warnings: slight profanity, miraculous, some members being total simps, being called short by niki

; 0.5k words

; perm taglist: @inkelea @yuerki

heeseung || ramyeon partner🍜💛

the two of you LOVE ramyeon so it's only fitting. your first date, all the way back when you guys were in uni, was having ramyeon at a local convenience store for crying out loud!

and OF COURSE you immediately fished out your phone from your pocket to change his contact to the same

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jay || my pretty girl💐 (in a completely not possesive and absolutely unpatriarchal way!)

if you saw xander hawthorne you're a real one pls marry me

we already know this guy is THE ultimate green flag so this came as a surprise to no one

you and jay are also massive feminists and no sticklers for insecure masculinity hence the parenthesis

when you find out what you're saved as on his phone you can't help but fall in love with your boyfriend all over again

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jake || bugaboo🐞❤️🖤

if you think miraculous is a kids show GET OUTTA HERE

"there's no way you saved me as that"

"why? is there a problem bugaboo?"

without a word you unlock your phone, open ur contacts, scroll down to find his and hold it up in front of him

jake raises his brow at you and directs his attention to your screen, his mouth immediately forming an 'o'

" ‘chat noir’ ? oh my god you're kidding!"

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sunghoon || (name)

the guy first saved your number when you were paired up for a project which was 2 whole years ago mind you and for some reason it just never? occurred? to him? to change it??

of course you're mad when you find out

"seriously hoon?"

"i'm sor-"

"give me your phone"

he complies. you unlock and open his contacts going to ‘favourites’, clicking on your contact which is at the top of the list duh

you change your contact name from ‘(name)’ to ‘the love of my life💘’ and hand his phone back. he raises his brows when he sees what you did but doesn't say anything because it's true

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sunoo || QWEEN🙌👑

"YES!!! GO QUEEN!!!"

you guys were hanging out at his place one day, all snuggled up watching a movie and the female lead just did something super badass making you jump up

sunoo doesn't waste a moment grabbing the opportunity

"but you're my queen"

you're surprised at the abruptness of the compliment but try to appear more ‘seriously dude?’ rather than a blushing mess

"what? it's true i even have your contact saved as that"

he brandishes his phone to show you

there's no stopping the blush now

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jungwon || yang jungwon's girlfriend 😤💖💓

when you ask him why he's referring to himself in third person he'd say

"in case my phone ever gets stolen or something, the thief would still know you're mine"

you can't take it anymore and burst out laughing

"what?" he'd ask with his brows furrowed

"you're ridiculous"

"but you still love me" he's right about that

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niki || shortie🙄

to be fair your height is above average but your boyfriend is a fucking giant and even then you're only like 2 cm shorter

he still can't leave it alone tho and teases you about it to no end

"are you for real?"

"what? it's true ya know"

"for fuck's sake it's only 2 cm"

and just like that the two of you are at it again

; a/n: surprise surprise! my first hc yayyy! i hope this turned out okay bc i had no idea what i was doing lmao💀 ily if you got the reference in the jake one no i don't just mean miraculous

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sxeraphfic · 7 months ago

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6 with Loki!! NSFW please (maybe smut? hhaha) he’s saying!!! thankss

DETECTIVE LOKI - JEALOUSY NSFW PROMPT

╰┈➤“It looked like he was trying to flirt with you”

Pairing: David Loki x reader

Word count: 2232

WARNINGS: p in v sex, creampie, slight grinding, possessive sex, biting, marking, swearing, average dirty talk, spanking, palming, semi-public, loki is a little bit of a grump at the start, not super ooc i hope, both of you are a little toxic lol, fingers in mouth. Let's assume birth control is in place here. Lol. Think that's it, there might be more.

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This is actually my first ever published nsfw fic, so please go easy on me <3 Enjoy my loves!

You and Loki had been coworkers for what felt like an eternity by now, he was a diligent person who took his occupation acutely seriously. Which is grounds for why he managed to not only get promoted up to being a sergeant of the sector you worked in, but also have exclusive access to his own private office and dictatorship over other workers' roles. Unmistakably, he is incredible as a detective and supervisor. That being said, he isn't perfect. He’s reckless, arrogant, stubborn, cocky, antisocial, a workaholic and breaking what would be considered a societal rule of workplaces. Don't mess around with your coworker!

You two had been in a secret situationship for around almost a year now, casual but also intense. No-one in your work suspected a thing either, Loki was just as good at hiding things as he was at figuring them out. The thing about casual yet intense secret situationships is that how concrete the “relationship” actually is, could be considered shaky. He’s never really explicitly made it clear to even you what you both are, despite spending almost every waking hour outside of work together whether that be romantic dates, cuddling, sex etc. Did this frustrate you? Yes. You wanted him to be emotionally available and ready for you, to not have to wonder to yourself whether he even considers you an actual partner or not. You'd bring up the question and he would act so stupidly nonchalant about it or say he just wants to “let it go with the flow.”

Does he even give a shit? You sighed to yourself staring at the timed out screen of your computer, leaning back and stretching your back and arms out.

Before you could go back to your daydreams, or work for that matter. You heard one of your coworkers call out your name from across the room.

“Hey! y/n! y/n! C'mere for a sec.” Your coworker Miles announced

Your cheeks widened, Miles was a relatively new guy around your age. He was kind of childish, bright, bubbly and overall just a nice guy. You were assigned to train him and since then he's more or less stuck by your side and been a great coworker for you to do cases and research with.

Making your way over to his desk you spotted a certain someone from the corner of your eye. Loki, walking towards another coworker's desk yet clearly distracted by whatever you were up to. He thinks he's good at having a poker face, and he is. Just not with you, that furrowed eyebrow and light frown said it all. It's mainly your fault he's on high alert right now though, a few nights ago you felt tired of feeling like you were just an undecided casual fling for him. And so you may have.. Accidentally made a point that if he doesn't make a decision on what you guys are, you'll find someone else to be the one for you.

It pissed him off, clearly. But you assumed that you were both over that silly little argument by now since things had been relatively normal, but guesses are that wasn't the case. You and Miles chatted for around ten minutes or so, maybe even less. You giggled a few times here and there and even absent mindedly placed your hand on his shoulder, in the back of your head you realised how this may look to Loki and internally shuddered.

He began to stutter, “oh..oh um.. By the way y/n”

“Yes Miles?”

“I was thinking..um.. Well if you want to at some point we would like.. Maybe hang outside of work? Go to a bar or something?” he continued on “i mean- it's fine if not but y’know.. You're so sweet and kind to me… and well, beautiful.”

You saw from the corner of your eye Loki making his way over, oh boy.

“We are doing work here right, the two of you?” he asked sternly. You rolled his eyes at him “Yes Loki, we are. It's just unlike you, some people have lives outside of work” Miles looked awkwardly between you and Loki, the tension in the air was insanely thick. “Yeah uh.. Sorry about that Loki. I guess I got kind of distracted since y/n is fun to talk to” he smiled before semi-flirtatiously winking at you. Loki didn't twitch a single muscle in his face, you gave Miles an awkward smile to alleviate the atmosphere. Before Loki scoffed and pointed towards your desk “y/n. Off back to your desk please. I have some paperwork I need you to fill.” and then proceeded to turn to miles ``Miles, i know you're new here but flirting and dating is strictly prohibited in the workplace. If I catch that again you will be in trouble.” You huffed and walked away, how hypocritical of him..

It was past 11 pm now, the station was practically empty besides maybe a few less than a dozen people working. Loki had so happened to ask you to stay back to “talk about documents,” but you were well aware of what the conversation was really about. You walked into his office, immediately crossing your arms together.

“Come closer.'' He directed, pointing you to stand next to him as he sat down in his chair finishing up some paperwork. “So, wanna explain what was happening earlier? I saw that. And heard it” he continued on “It looked like he was trying to flirt with you, or maybe you were trying to flirt with him too.”

You extended your hand to his back, slowly moving up to his shoulder and beginning to massage him gently to cool him off. “Well no i wasn't flirting with him, but i didn't realise we were exclusive like that David.” he scoffed, and you huffed in return. “last time i checked our thing was barely even a thing right? Hardly even a label on it,” you began to apply more pressure to his shoulders. “Thats fucking hilarious” he asserted with an unfriendly grin, “So you want us to be an official thing and yet you accept others flirting with you right infront of me, really?” he pushed your hands off him and in response you glared at him. He continued on, “After our little argument the other day you have to have some sort of understanding on why I might be fuckin’ concerned.”

“What? I hardly accepted it..and even so you expect me to just sit around here waiting for you to be ready to label our relationship??? How about you look at the reality here David. You refuse to make the claim on me. Maybe someone like Miles would actually be able to commit and I appreciate the idea of it.”

David looked at you with shame on his face, something strangely comforting considering the argument you were in right now and his usual stubborn self. “Look Y/N, I know.. That i'm not exactly good at this whole thing. I’m so used to being alone that the thought of giving myself fully to someone.. well.. scares me.” he placed face into his palm “I don't want to be uncommitted to you, i want you to be mine. And maybe this has made me realise that.” He wrapped his arm around your waist and guided you to sit on his lap, wheeling his chair back a little for space. “The thought of some little twerp like Miles flirting with you drives me crazy. I know it's selfish but I want you to myself without the fear of uh.. Well, abandonment.”

You stretched your arms around his shoulders and pressed your forehead against his “I'm not leaving you David.. You're all I want.” “So make me yours please, commit me to me..” you whispered to him softly. His breath hitched and he sighed, pressing his lips against yours before tugging at your bottom lip ever so slightly with his teeth. The pinch of it made you squeak, you reached up to his hair and tugged on it tenderly. He pushed you up against him so he could have proper access to your neck, Slowly biting and sucking it between different places to give you light bruises. You moaned, beginning to rock your hips against him to gain some pressure against your clothed pussy. The sound of him growling against your neck as he sucked on the skin vibrated right down to your core, “Fuck this feels good, David” you gasped. “God y/n i want to ravage you right now” he whispered against you before leaning into another deep kiss, you could feel his dick throbbing through his pants as you both swirled and pressed tongues together.

You began to palm him through his pants during your kiss, stroking and feeling up the growing length. “David.. What if we get caught?” you said in between breaths. He choked out a stammered laughed in response “Fuck i don't even know if i care y/n, i need you so badly i wouldn't mind if people found out.” You giggled slightly, staring deeply into his eyes. “That's just your dick talking, but it's pretty empty in the station.. I'm sure it'll be fine.” You used that to cue him to start pulling down your pencil skirt and panties, whilst you unbuttoned his shirt and undressed his lower region halfway down to his thighs. His dick was hard and leaking with precum, his face flushed red. “You look so needy right now dave.” he sighed in response and you snickered as you began to grind your exposed wet pussy against his cock. He began rubbing his sticky hot tip up against your clit for extra stimulation and you whined, settling your head against his shoulder weakly. He furrowed his brow and showed his toothy grin “Look at you. a complete mess in my office on my lap, what happened to me being needy?” Before you could get another rebuttal in, he moved his hands down your body to your hips and began to align your hole to his cock. As he steadily pushed into you he groaned into your neck. “Fuuuck y/n” he murmured as he began to thrust up and down, you moaned in response pulling against his hair. He swiftly spanked your ass with one hand and placed the other around the nape of your neck massaging it, enjoying the whimpers and mewls he’d pull from your lips.

Unexpectedly the two of you heard footsteps from outside his office, both of you froze in place unsure of what to do

“Detective Loki? Are you there? May I come in please?” a voice of one of your coworkers called from outside the door

You expected him to stop and pull you off, but he smirked coyly and inserted three fingers into your mouth and began to slowly thrust into you again. You arched your back in response, trying to contain your moans and noises of slurping from the drool beginning to fill your mouth and dribble down your chin.

“Uh.. yeah i'm in here, look i need some uh.. um.. space for the moment” he awkwardly yelled back out, even you could see in his eyes that his adrenaline was at a maximum right now. What on earth was he thinking?

“Oh.. i have some pretty important paperwork man i-” David interrupted him before he could finish, “Please just leave it at your desk and i'll..” he stared at the way you were grinding up and down onto his dick, before snapping back to reality, “...come pick it up when I'm ready.” David was struggling to contain himself. He gazed into your eyes as you swirled your tongue around his fingers pushing in and out of your mouth, simultaneously thrusting his cock slowly and deeply inside of you. The warmth and stickiness of your bodies pressed against each other made him melt back into his leather chair.

As soon as he heard the door from outside his office shut he briskly lifted you up and flipped you over onto your stomach against his desk, he leaned down pressing his chest against your back, the pressure of his weight crushing you was so intense yet felt so good. “God you're sexy y’know that?” he half whined half growled into your ear, his thrusts becoming more and more powerful. You cried out in pleasure, unable to move or escape from the position. He pulled your hair to gain access to your ear, gently nibbling on your lobe as he continued his deep and sharp thrusts. “You’re all fucking mine y/n” he groaned, “Oh god i feel like i'm gonna cum David. Please cum in me” You yelped out squirming beneath him, gripping onto the edge of his now mess of a desk. He didn't need to be told twice to do so, he buried his face into your neck before pressing a final thrust into you, loading thick streams of cum inside. You practically shrieked, it felt incredible.

Afterwards you both just sat there together on his chair, unsure of what to do with the mess you made. But content and loving in each other's arms with him stroking his fingers through your hair.

“Bet he couldn't make you feel that good ay?” he chuckled.

partially proof read, will come back to check on it when i wake up <3

#drabble #fandom #fanfic #fanfic ideas #fanfiction writer #jake gyllenhaal #x reader #david loki #detective loki #prisoners 2013 #donnie darko #smut #my hcs #oneshot #writing prompt #dialogue prompt #valenfics

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softhwl · 11 days ago

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-ˋˏ✄┈ PDA

(2.2k) | cw: dirty talk, unprotected sex, creampie, clit play, quickie

a/n: unedited - feel free to send requests or just to chat! i am currently working on a few requests so just bear in mind i do take them in order but i love hearing everyones thoughts and suggestions ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚

The conference meeting was finally over, everyone sluggishly retreating to their spots. PDA. They were forced to listen to half an hour of the rules around PDA in a workspace. Well, at least most did, Eric was busy trying to make his girlfriend laugh with humorous comments about their boss's stupid rambling. It was their usual way of getting through these useless meetings. Somehow, it turned into a confession room with the workers admiting to committing sexual acts in different places within the office building. The pair shared a look, thoughts racing in their head, getting excited to share to the other. Once the meeting was concluded, Eric and the girl joined another co-worker into the breakroom to grab a water bottle as an excuse to discuss the ridiculous meeting.

"...thats so...weird..right? having sex in the office, I mean c'mon.." she said to the co-worker, softly laughing it off as Eric nodded his head silently with a half smile.

"Lighten up, everyone has done it at least once" the co-worker shrugged.

"Yeah but I mean- we don't need the office, we have a home" she ridiculed. "And a bed!" she adds in a matter of factly tone.

"...and a shower" Eric added into the shared conversation, snickering before his smile falted as she gave him a scolding look. "What? It's true," he mumbled. "We've got all the amenities at home. No need to get frisky in the break room."

The other co-worker snickered again and shook his head. "You two are so lame. Live a little!" He grabbed his water bottle and headed back towards the office, leaving Eric and her alone in the break room.

"I mean i'm all for it-" he turned to her before she rolled her eyes, putting the cap back on the water bottle and left the break room, dragging his hand with her.

I can be fun. I am fun. Right?...Yes, I am. We're doing this. she thought, determined to become a shock factor for once in her life.

He followed her with an amused smile as they snuck around to see what their 'options' were. They passed by the warehouse, the moving trucks, even one of the interns cubicle where rarely anyone ever went by. While the cubicle was a strong contender, the intern ended up confronting them and ruining the sweet taste of secrecy.

"Oh my god I can't-" she said flustered, Eric was now dragging her by the hand to find a different spot.

"We'll find a spot, interns' a moron anyway" he grunted.

"Eric-" she tried before she was gently shoved into a closet.

"...good place as any right?" he grinned. She took a look around in the tight space he put them in, sharing the space with the old printer and a few bottles of ink

"...really? the supply closet?" she slightly cringed.

"You'll forget where we are in a second" he mumbled before pushing the broken printer in front of the door, ensuring their temporary privacy. He then turned to face her, his eyes darkening with desire as he took in her flushed cheeks and the way her chest rose and fell with each quick breath.

"What's the matter, princess? Not adventurous enough for you?" he teased, stepping closer and backing her up against the shelves lined with ink bottles.

Eric reached out and trailed his fingers along her jawline, tilting her chin up to meet his gaze. "Or maybe you're just worried someone might hear you calling my name."

He leaned in, his lips brushing against her ear as he whispered, "Don't worry, I'll make sure to be extra quiet. Wouldn't want to give away our little secret, now would we?" he teased.

Eric's hands slid down her sides, gripping her hips and pulling her flush against him. He could feel the heat radiating off her body, and it only served to fuel his own desire.

He captured her lips in a searing kiss, his tongue delving into her mouth to taste her, pressing her back against the shelves, the bottles rattling from the force of his movements. He began unbuttoning her top as she worked on pulling her skirt down, keeping theier lips locked together.

"We have to be quick, I'm serious-" she spoke hushed, a rush of excitement and nervousness filling her all at once.

He nuzzled into her neck, his stubble scratching against her soft skin as he placed hot, open-mouthed kisses along her throat. "Shh, I know, baby," he murmured, his voice low and rough with desire.

"Gonna make it so fast you won't even know what hit you." mumbling in an unconcerned manner.

His hands slid down to grip her hips, fingers digging into her flesh as he ground his growing erection against her core. Eric reached around to palm her breasts through her bra, rolling her nipples between his fingers until they pebbled beneath his touch.

He swiftly yanked her bra off, freeing her breasts, and cupped them roughly, kneading the soft flesh. "So perfect," he groaned, leaning down to take a nipple into his mouth and suck hard.

Eric's other hand slipped down her, pushing her panties aside to stroke her slick folds. He chuckled against her breast as he felt how wet she already was. "Goddamn, you're fucking ready for me, aren't you? Acting like you didn't want this..."

He slipped in two fingers inside her, pumping them in and out at a neutral pace. The pace made her whine, needing more of him already.

"No time for teasing" she barely managed to get out, trying her best to quiet down her moan.

He smirked against her skin, his fingers pumping faster in response to her plea. He loved how needy she sounded, how desperate for his touch. It only spurred him on, making him want to push her even further.

"What's the matter, princess?" he taunted, nipping at her earlobe. "Can't handle a little teasing? Thought you wanted to be quick..."

He added a third finger, stretching her deliciously as he curled them just right. His thumb found her clit, rubbing firm circles around the sensitive nub. Her hips bucked back against him, seeking more friction. Eric chuckled darkly, his breath hot against her ear. "That's it, baby. Fuck my fingers like you're going to fuck my cock. Show me how bad you need it."

He pulled his hand away abruptly, ignoring her whine of protest. Quickly undoing his belt and zipper, he shoved his jeans and boxers down just enough to free his throbbing erection. He gave himself a few rough strokes, smearing the bead of precum at the tip.

Eric pressed the head of his cock against her entrance, teasing her with shallow thrusts. "Beg for it," he demanded, his voice hitting low. She licked her lips at the sight, taking him in with her eyes first.

"...please" she mumbled. He smiled, simply tilting his head to the side as he watched her.

"I said no teasing" she shakily mumbled slightly frustrated, edging on being annoyed.

Eric's eyes flashed with a mix of amusement and lust at her frustrated tone. "Alright, alright," he relented, his voice husky. "No more teasing, princess. You want my cock? You got it."

He then turned her around so that her back was now facing him before he pushed her back fowards so she was bent over in front of him, quickly sliding his length between her slick folds, smothering it in her precum as his own lube. With that, he thrust forward, burying himself deep inside her wet heat in one smooth stroke. A guttural moan escaped him at the sensation, her walls clenching tight around him. "Fuck, you feel so good," he groaned, his hips snapping forward again, setting a hard and fast pace.

Eric gripped her hips tightly, holding her steady as he pounded into her from behind. The closet was small, but it only added to the thrill, the danger of potentially getting caught. He could feel the sweat dripping down his back, his muscles coiled tight with tension. The faint sound of the shelves rattling ever so slightly filling the tiny space.

"That's it, take it," he growled, angling his hips to hit that perfect spot inside her with every thrust. She threw her head back halfway with a moan, letting him wrap his hand gently around her throat as he kissed her shoulders softly. Her soft moans of his name filled his ear, feeding his ego. He loved seeing her like this - desperate, wanting, needy. But he wasn't quite ready to give in just yet.

"Oh, I'm not teasing, darlin'," he purred, nipping at her shoulder. "Just making sure you really want it. Making sure you're ready for me to split you open on my cock and give you what you really want."

He punctuated his words with a sharp thrust, burying himself to the hilt in one smooth motion. A guttural groan escaped him at the feeling of her tight heat enveloping him. "Fuck, you feel so goddamn good," Eric growled, setting a hard, fast pace.

His hands gripped her hips bruisingly as he pounded into her, the obscene sound of skin slapping against skin echoing in the small space. He could feel his grip tighten, nealry bruising her skin, but he couldn't care right now.

"This what you wanted?" he panted harshly, angling his hips to hit that spot inside her that made her see stars. "Wanted me to fuck you hard and fast where anyone could catch us? You're such a dirty girl, princess."

She sloppily rocked her hips against his as he hit the spot that made her thighs feel weak, bititng her bottom lip in a lazy smile.

He emphasized his point by snapping his hips forward, driving into her harder and deeper. The shelves rattled with the force of his thrusts, bottles clinking together as they were jostled.

Eric's hands slid up her body, roughly palming her breasts before pinching her nipples between his fingers. He twisted and tugged at the sensitive buds, reveling in her sharp intake of breath.

"You like that, don't you?" he purred, his lips brushing against her ear. "Like it when I touch you, when I fuck you so hard you can't think straight. Bet you're getting close already, aren't you?"

He could feel her walls fluttering around his cock, knew she was on the edge. But he wasn't ready for this to be over yet. With a low snarl, Eric withdrew completely, leaving her empty and wanting. He spun her around to face him, lifting her up and wrapping her legs around his waist.

Eric pinned her against the wall, his hands gripping her thighs as he held her up. He thrust back into her with one hard stroke, as the new angle had him hitting even deeper, making her cry out his name.

"That's it, let me hear you," he growled, setting a brutal pace. His hips snapped forward relentlessly, the wet sound of their bodies coming together filling the small space. Eric could feel his orgasm building, the pressure coiling tight in his lower belly. But he gritted his teeth, determined to make her finish first. He wanted to feel her fall apart around him, wanted to ruin her for anyone else.

He leaned in, capturing her lips in a bruising kiss as he pounded into her. His tongue delved into her mouth, claiming her, owning her. One hand slid between their bodies, finding her clit and rubbing hard.

"Let go for me, baby," Eric commanded, his voice a low rumble. "Wanna feel you squeeze my cock, milk me dry. You can do it."

He curled his fingers just right, stroking and circling her sensitive nub. He could feel her getting closer, her body tensing and trembling against his. She fluttered her eyes shut tightly as she finished, breathlessly moaning his name one last time

As she came down from her high, her body going limp in Eric's arms, he continued to thrust into her, drawing out every last bit of pleasure. He could feel her walls still fluttering around him, milking his cock for all it was worth. With a final, deep thrust, he buried himself to the hilt inside her, his own release crashing over him like a tidal wave. He groaned long and low, his hips jerking as he spilled his seed deep within her womb. It seemed to go on forever, pulse after pulse of hot liquid filling her up.

When it was finally over, Eric slumped against her, his chest heaving as he tried to catch his breath. "...new record...right?" he panted shortly in her ear.

"Don't let it get to your head" she smiled tiredly, catching her breath.

"Too late," he grinned. He pulled out slowly, wincing slightly at the oversensitivity. His release trickled out of her, and he reached down to swipe it up with his fingers before bringing them to his mouth to lick them clean. The taste of their combined essence exploded on his tongue, and he hummed in appreciation, earning a faint whine from her.

He then helped straighten her up before they both fixed themselves to look proper once again. They calmly moved the printer back to where it was and quietly re-entered the main space of the office. Both quietly returned to their desks, not trying to gain attention. The previous co-worker looked to them, catching the glimpse of Eric re-adjusting his loose tie, giving him a questioning look.

#hugh jackman #fem!reader #eric x you #hugh jackman x reader #hugh jackman x you #smut #office smut

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euphietea · 4 months ago

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"it'll be a short response" I say as I once again go over 1k for for a request that i'm not even close to done writing.

#.✄.chat

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blueberrymocha · 3 months ago

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hi! can i request à main 4 x reader stargazing date? Like they know the reader loves anything space related and they suprise them by going to a secluded grass hill to look at the full moon/bright stars and it’s like rlly romantic 🤗🤗

main 4 stargazing ✩₊˚.⋆☾₊✧

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ׂ╰┈➤ fluff

➣ characters: gon, killua, kurapika, leorio

➣ word count: x

➣ a/n: thank you for the request :) sorry that it took forever! i’ll find the word count later loll.

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gon

⋆ would adore the idea of going out into nature and watching the sky with you

⋆ so it’s not even a one time thing

⋆ but since you’re interested in space, he’d make this date extra special

⋆ starts the day off by taking you to a gift shop

⋆ there, he buys you two matching space themed necklaces

(and you might see it tucked under his shirt every now and then; he wears it a lot)

⋆ later that day, he’d take you to a remote hill

⋆ the two of you might roam the area while you wait for sunset

⋆ whether it’s wading through a stream or picking daisies, nature keeps you occupied for quite a while

⋆ but as soon as it’s dark enough, he helps you up a tree, where the stars seem closer than ever

⋆ points to constellations and asks you which ones they are, and if you know the story behind them

⋆ as you get deeper into topics, he can’t help but listen, being enthused by your enthusiasm

⋆ even though his knowledge of space is very limited (he wouldn’t be able to name the planets at gunpoint 💀)

killua

⋆ he usually tries not to do anything conspicuously caring for you

⋆ cause, y’know, he has to be nonchalant

⋆ but beneath his tsundere tendencies, he’s a very observant and considerate lover

⋆ so if it were a special occasion, like an anniversary, he doesn’t mind planning a little surprise

⋆ unfortunately for you, this gremlin would go stargazing in the coldest of weathers

⋆ it could be november, and he’ll just tell you to grab a blanket and huddle in

⋆ so there you are; cuddled against him next to a bonfire, a chill breeze tickling your face every so often

⋆ at first, you’d mostly just talk while admiring the sky

⋆ though as your conversations started to dull, he’d count the stars aloud

⋆ each one a soft murmur, as he tries to make this a relaxing night

⋆ and by his luck, if you do fall asleep

⋆ he’ll carry you all the way home, a rare and genuine smile spreading across his features

kurapika

⋆ he’s very busy, so it’s not uncommon for you feel like he doesn’t care or pay attention

⋆ but believe me when i say he definitely does

⋆ he’ll make a mental note every time you ramble on about space

⋆ and the minute he has free time, he’ll be telling you how he wants to take you somewhere

⋆ ignoring how odd it is for him of all people to plan some sort of ‘surprise’ at night,

⋆ the two of you would get in the car and head out of the city to a more rural part of town

⋆ at that point, you’re probably half convinced he’s going to murder you, instead you’re met with a happy surprise of cozy blankets and snacks next to a telescope

“surprise, darling.”

⋆ as he leads you out of the car and onto the blanket, you look up at the sky, noticing the bright, full moon

⋆ and that smile he’s been hoping to see washed over your features

⋆ hands interlocked with his, you sit there for a while in awe

⋆ and soon, you’d start to babble about space again

⋆ he’s always found your knowledge impressive, and he did his research so the two of you could have a proper discussion

⋆ you spend the night chatting, enjoying eachother’s presence.

⋆ if he already knew something, he’ll nod along and ask about it anyway, tracing shapes over your hand as you “educate” him

⋆ if not, whether it’s star signs, exoplanets, theories, or whatever, he’s glad to learn more from you.

leorio

⋆ admittedly, he doesn’t find it super interesting himself

⋆ but he’s determined to make stargazing enjoyable for the both of you

⋆ so expect a beer to be waiting on the blanket next to some binoculars

⋆ and they might not be the best quality, but it’s the thought that counts

⋆ brings a lil record player with some jazz on it

⋆ then invites you for a dance under the bright moonlight

⋆ as soon as you’re done, you both just collapse on the grass

⋆ so whatever semi-serious conversation you were having about the stars is replaced with teasing banter and giggles

⋆ he thinks it’s a win-win that you get to look at your pretty sky, and he gets to still have fun

⋆ though if you really want to, he doesn’t mind listening while you talk about space

⋆ and who knows, maybe he’ll come out of it with a newfound interest?

#hxh x reader #hxh hcs #hxh headcanons #hxh imagines #hxh fanfic #hxh gon #hxh leorio #killua x reader #hxh killua #leorio x reader #kurapika x reader #hxh kurapika

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snoringkitty1 · 1 year ago

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Boyfriend Headcanons

Characters: Twisted Wonderlands Housewarden's :D cw: None really, extreme fluff and maybe suggestive content?

I know my Headers suck- I'm working on it ;-;

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Leona Kingscholar

Let's start off simple. Leona as a boyfriend. He would be put forth no effort at first and would possibly neglect you in the beginning. While he means nothing by it, he's just trying not to express himself in case the relationship goes sour fast. Definitely doesn't open up to you until later.

Even if he's neglectful in the start, he is a little clingy. He'll walk you to and from your dorm, the walks are mostly silent in the beginning but once he is more comfortable around you, he'll gladly chat with you.

"How was your morning?" You asked, "Exhaustin'..i'm goin straight to the garden for a nap.." He yawned, small tears in his eyes from yawning. "Haha, of course you will. Shame I can't join, I have a test first period." Leona grumbled and pouted, squeezing your hand as he fell silent.

In the morning he will talk about simple things, ranging from dreams to morning workout and practice. then later after school, he'll ask about your day then ask if you'd like to come with him to his room to cuddle and nap together.

Speaking of cuddling, Leona is an absolute cuddle bug. He'll cuddle until you're sick of it or can't take being in bed any longer. but it's not like you have a choice, you'll stay with him until he falls asleep at least, otherwise he won't let you leave at all.

He likes to study with you after a long nap, preferably likes having you on his lap and listens to you talk and try to help him, even if he knows the subject already, he'll just doze off to your voice.

"You just have to add six to the x and turn it into a fraction an-.." You looked up at the Lion who leaned his head in his hand, though his head was bobbing a bit and his eyes were slowly closing. "Wake up, lazy lion" you chuckled and lightly poked his cheek with the eraser of your pencil. "ugh..'m not feelin' up for homework anymore, Herbivore" he mumbled and got up and wandered over to his bed without another word. "C'mon Leona, you got to do at least a page before going back to bed." you rolled your eyes and walked over, standing close to the edge of the bed. Leona looked up from his pillow and quickly grabbed you and pulled you down before you even had the chance to run. "You just took a nap Leona! let go!" he snuffed and shook his head, going silent fast..already asleep. and knowing you wouldn't slip away from his grasp; you gave up and fell asleep soon after.

He will definitely doze off staring at you in class, it might be the only reason he even attends certain classes, only if you're there to keep him entertained.

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Riddle Rosehearts

Naturally Riddle isn't the best boyfriend at the start, since this is probably his first relationship. He'll do his best to treat you right and be as sweet as he can, but it feels a little forced at the start.

You still have to follow his rules in the beginning, but slowly he'll become more lenient and lax with the ridiculous rules. But it does make him happy when you try to follow the rules to some extent.

Riddle is largely inexperienced as we know, so it's up to you to teach him most of the things in a relationship. From kisses to comfortable cuddling positions.

Speaking of cuddling, at first Riddle didn't think he would like it that much but when he finally had the time and the chance to cuddle with you it became one of his favorite things to do in his spare time, besides eat strawberry tarts.

This poor boy gives the sloppiest or the most awkward kisses, there is no in-between. He's soft and gentle but other times it's almost like he forgets what a kiss is.

Riddle gently held your waist, pulling you close and holding your face before giving you a kiss. Sloppy yet pleasant, and he refused to break it. It felt like it lasted ages, but you eventually pulled back to catch your breath and Riddle did the same. It was one thing to kiss The King of Hearts. It was another to have him wrapped around your fingers.

He loves it if you play with the little heart ahoge on his head, it calms him. especially when cuddling, it's a great way to help him de-stress after a long day of being a prefect. please do it.

I feel like he would enjoy playing with your hair too, maybe tries to style it or braid it if it's long enough to do so.

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Vil Schoenheit

Ok first of all, Vil is a tad controlling when it comes to your appearance, if poor Epel wasn't enough evidence. He'll have you use his products and teach you how to use them if you don't already know, he just wants you to have skin as white as snow, or clear of acne at least.

He will absolutely spoil you to high hell, you deserve the absolute best he can provide with the wealth he has at his disposal. You have no choice but to accept his gifts, if you're stubborn he'll simply leave it at the front doorstep of ramshackle, if Grim likes it you have no choice but to keep it.

But you must have charm to have attracted the evil queen, no? While Vil may come off cold or gives more tough love then you might prefer, he is enamored with you. He relies on you in a way he refuses to rely on anyone else, be it his physical or mental health, if you can handle it, he will rant to you about it. this of course will come along later in the relationship.

Dressing up for no reason? of course. Vil will dress you up and use you kind of like a mannequin. Testing different outfits on you and such. He'll also do your makeup if you wear any, maybe style your hair if he has the time to do so.

"Vil- that's way too tight-" you whined and gave him a pleading look, "It won't fit right if it isn't tight." He argued snappily, listening to your groan with a sigh. "I'll buy you something nice when we're done, does that sound alright?" He smiled and leaned over your shoulder to kiss your cheek. "a-alright..fine" you complied hesitantly and looked over your shoulder as he tied the ribbon, "there, perfect."

A tease, he is definitely a tease. He wants to see just how desperate you can become for his attention and affection. This ranges from kisses, where he'll lean in for one and stop just inches from your face and watch your expression. Or lean over your shoulder and kiss your ear or blow on your ear just to see you shudder.

The lovely Vil had just returned from an outing, taking off his extra clothes and sticking with his shirt and trousers. Even when alone, he wants to look his best for himself. That is until you knocked on his door and poked your head in after he said you could come in. He had been stressed lately, and your presence enough was to make him feel better. When you stepped close to give him a kiss as a greeting, He suddenly pulled you closer by your waist and held your lower back, "ah- I'm happy to see you too." you laughed and he smiled, holding your face and pulling your face closer to give you a kiss. He leaned in slow, and you closed your eyes, yet the kiss you were expecting didn't come..and when you opened your eyes, he was lingering in front of you, grinning rather seductively. "My apologies..here." he hummed and closed the space between you two.

That aside he is gentle when you're alone, he'll admire every inch of you and treat you the way you deserve, like royalty. He'll trace your curves and every crease of your body when he can, and if you'll let him. Consent is sexy after all.

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Malleus Draconia

Clueless, a sweet clueless boy.

He is inexperienced, but not as inexperienced at Riddle, but small little pecks and forehead kisses are his favorites. both to give and receive.

While on the topic of kisses, he isn't the best when kissing with his long ass tongue, but he'll get the hang of it with a bit of guidance.

I bet his eyes glow in the dark, i just wanted to put this here.

He is gentle, very gentle. He's worried one wrong move will hurt you, since children of man are so fragile compared to fae. He'll play with your hair or gently trace veins or muscles whenever you two cuddle.

"Your hands feel nice.." He'll whisper, bringing your hand to his lips and gently kissing it. "Are they? I guess that soap you gave me has been doing its job." You smiled and he couldn't stop a smile of his own from spreading across his face, "you've been using that?" he inquired, "of course, you gave it me after all." When you looked at him, he had the softest smile on his face to the point it warmed your heart.

A very hyper and excited person when it comes to receiving your affection. He doesn't mind PDA, but gets easily embarrassed in public, but he won't deny your love.

His horns? More sensitive the closer to the base of his horns. If you were to rub the base of his horns, he would melt like puddy. Pulling them is a whole nother story that we'll save for next time.

He cannot cook for the life of him, he tries to use his magic to cook stuff for you but ends up obliterating the kitchen. He's almost like a kid after those incidents, he'll come to you all pouty and just want some affection to feel better.

"Did you blow the kitchen up again?" You asked and took his silence as an answer. You sighed and shook your head, "Sometimes I feel bad for Sebek and Silver, not only does Silver have to be with Sebek, but he also has to be with him while cleaning your mess." Malleus frowned and reached for your hand, giving it a gentle squeeze. "Next time I won't use magic. I promise. I'll use a recipe and everything, I want to get it right for you." His sincerity melted you to the point you gave in and nodded, "Sound's good, let's go lay down."

Lilia tootally shipped you two before you got together, he might've even played a part in getting you two together as any good father should.

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Idia Shroud

The moment you two are together Idia will cling to you like a koala, he is clingy and a bit possessive. He'll ask that you stay with him alll the time just to play video games, study together and ultimately fall asleep together.

His nickname for you would definitely be Player 2, doesn't matter if you think it's cringe, he thinks it's a cute 'n crafty nickname.

When you two play video games together you'll either be in his lap, or he'll be in yours. But sometimes when it's just him playing he'll have you sit behind him with your legs wrapped around his shoulders. It might embarrass him a little- and his hair might turn pink, but he adores it.

You'd think he would be shyer about affection and skin to skin contact, but he seems shameless about it. Hold his hands, his face, rub his back, he loves it.

When he plays competitive games, it's better to keep your distance, watch from afar to avoid getting burned whenever he gets mad at the game and the people playing it. Afterwards he'll rant to you about the stupidity of his teammates not playing their roles right or using the worst weapons they could use for the characters they were playing. Just smile and pat his head now and then as he spills his gamer guts to you.

Outside the gaming though, maybe encourage him to go out more? Even for simple things like shopping, maybe take him to a little cafe too? (tbh you'd probably have to trick him into going anywhere outside his room).

If you end up not convincing him to leave his room more, he'll use you kind of like an errand runner.

"Can you stop by Sam's shop and get something for me?" He'll ask, even if you're busy doing something else, "C'moon, I really don't want to move to get Ortho to get it for me! plus~ i really want to see you.." he'll complain until you comply.

Once you do, he'll cheer up, mostly because his excuse to see you worked like a charm.

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Kalim Al Asim

Sunshine baby.

an absolute sweetheart who couldn't be any more dense than osmium, but it's cute?? Somehow??

While at first, it's hard for you to be alone with Kalim because Jamil is always hot on his tail, when you both get the chance, he will want nothing more than hugs and kisses. An absolute cuddle bug, no doubt about it.

He'll teach you to dance, in fact he'd spend all his time teaching you things about his personal interests and his homeland's culture. He's a sweety I want to pinch his cheeks.

If you're both idiots, Jamil refuses to help either of you because mans does not have the patience for that. And I don't blame him.

He'll offer you his clothes just for the funsies without telling you how expensive most of his clothes are. Don't deny him, he will get pouty and confused as to why you won't take his clothes. To avoid this issue, take his clothes and hang them up- just to avoid ruining them.

Even if Kalim is dense, he gives the gentlest kisses, nearly overflowing with a subtle form of passion and love that he knows only he can give to you, and knowing that, makes him want to kiss you more.

Since Kalim throws feasts for no apparent reason sometimes he always without fail throws feasts when you so much as step into the dorm. It's just an excuse to spoil you more, which he effectively loves to do.

"Kalim..you don't need to throw a big party every time I come over here.." You sighed and looked around at all the Scarabia members. Kalim of course was unbothered by your statement, "Of course I do! It's my duty to make sure you feel loved and very special~!" He'll say, with an impossible amount of excitement, he's so happy that you can't bring yourself to deny him.

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Azul Ashengrotto

Praise, please praise him..

Azul is self-conscious, we know this, so you'll have to be there to support and reassure him. That said, when you reassure him or even praise him, he'll brush it off with confidence.

"The lounge has been doing great lately, you're doing a great job Azul." You'd say, "Naturally, I can't neglect any of my business', that would just make me an awful businessman!" is how he will respond, confident, though you should know better than that.

Personally, he doesn't like PDA, he would like to keep his outward public appearance professional. Hand holding and cheek kisses are still on the table though, actually he prefers to hold your hand wherever you two go.

His kisses are gentle and passionate, they're very overpowering and intense sometimes too. His favorite places to kiss you are your hands, arms and nose. Kisses on the lips are usually saved for when you two are alone, most of the time in bed but in his office as well.

Azul is possessive, more than anyone else on this list. He wants to make sure you don't ever plan to leave him for someone else..or leave him at all. He wants you with him as often as possible, if not for your assuring words and affection, it's to make sure you aren't out and about having fun with someone else.

Sometimes, if you steal his hat or his glasses and run off to hide, he'll send one of the twins to find you and drag you back to his office. If it's Floyd, he will carry you like a sack of potatoes. If it's jade, he'll carry you bridal style, wouldn't want to damage important goods after all.

He'll scold you for taking his glasses, since not wearing them gives him a headache, but he doesn't mind you taking his hat, just maybe ask next time (I doubt you will).

Sometimes, after a long day, Azul will text you (probably in the middle of the night) and ask you to come over to cuddle because he can't fall asleep.

If perhaps Grim is being a lil shit, the two of you will call and talk to each other until you both fall asleep. He'd rather fall asleep to your face, but your voice is his second-best option..and he isn't picky.

If not and you can leave without waking up Grim, Azul will welcome you into bed with open arms and a tired smile and exhausted look in his eyes.

"How was your day?" You ask, and he sighs "..Tiring." he whispers before hiding away in the crook of you neck and sighing. You play with his hair, gently combing your hand through the soft locks until the sound of soft snores fill the room, Azul was out like a light, and soon so were you.

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BONUS: Floyd Leech

Oh dear, this man..chaos.

Floyd is far from a gentle giant; you'd think he would be gentler when in a relationship but it's quite the contrary. Floyd is cheeky, he loves to tease you in every way he can.

Kisses with tongue, absolutely. They're in fact his favorite kisses to give, his favorite to receive are neck/collar kisses. Kiss his collarbone and he will melt immediately.

If you were to steal his hat he would use it against you, he'd tease you to high hell until you give it back to him. If that doesn't work, he'll chase you around the lounge, and when he catches you, he will squeeze and kiss you like a madman.

He doesn't care you are, if he feels like it, he will smother you in needless yet lovely affection. I think his favorite thing to do is hold your jaw when kisses get heated.

kisses aside, he is a heavy sleeper. he's not a big spoon but not a little spoon either. I think the way he prefers to sleep is to have you sleeping on his chest so he can feel your heartbeat. Watching you rise and fall with his breathing also helps him fall asleep.

whenever you aren't looking, he softens up a lot. when you're asleep on his chest he'll play with your hair or gently rub circles on your back.

The eel stared at you as you slept peacefully on his chest, slowly rising and falling as he took deep breaths. he had a plain expression, watching you closing with a softer glint in his eyes. he brushed your hair back and held your face, watching your eyelids flutter with every noise you made. He smiled, rubbing your cheek with his thumb "awe~ I hope you're dreamin' of me Shrimpy~" he whispered softly and pulled his hand back and closed his eyes, drifting off to sleep.

He would definitely take his tie off and wrap it around your waist to pull you closer, he would give you the cheekiest smirk and kiss your forehead. "Heya Shrimpy, your face's all red~" he'll whisper to you under the protection of the dark corners of the lounge.

"Floyd where are you?" Came Jade's voice and Floyd groaned and rolled his eyes, "Daaamn..I thought I could get one kiss in." he grumbled and lazily draped his tie on his shoulders. Though he did slip in a quick kiss goodbye before returning to work.

Thanks for reading

#leona kingscholar #twst scenarios #twst headcanons #riddle rosehearts x reader #twst leona #fluff #twisted wonderland azul #azul x reader #leona x reader #riddle x reader #floyd x reader #twst malleus #malleus x reader #kalim x reader #twisted wonderland #kalim al asim #idia x reader #idia shroud #twst

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wanderingblindly · 3 months ago

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for the ask game — ✄ for the (no homo) girlfriend guide? :)

(ask game) (original fic)

In today’s continued episode of: where are the worst places liquid could write, enjoy this hot off the stairmaster steps lmaooooooo

Lando lets his back rest against the hospitality wall, welcoming the brief moment of reprieve during the media day madness. He nods at some members of the team as they walk by, fishing out his phone on instinct.

He flips open Instagram, closing it immediately and opening his texts out of habit. His fingers linger on the screen for a moment, mind finally catching up to his auto pilot.

His thumb hovers over Oscar’s name.

What the fuck is he doing?

It’s not weird to text his teammate. But at the same time, what’s he even going to text Oscar about? Where are you? He’s not his fucking PR manager, he’s not Kim. Why would he care where Oscar’s off to?

I’m bored? Again, they’re not, well. They’re not really friends like that, are they? Sure, if he clicks on their messages, the last things he’ll see are a good morning text from Oscar and his accidentally-erotic sexts but like. They’re not quite mates, are they?

It’s just the bet, just Lando’s undying urge to shift his nose where it doesn’t belong, that keeps Oscar glued to his hip these days. And sometimes that glue has to snap, sometimes Oscar has to go handle work duties and chat with Logan afterwards.

His chest aches.

It’s because he’s not good at not being the center of attention, probably. Certainly. Obviously.

He shoves his phone back in his pocket with a mental huff, not losing his dignity by actually doing it. The front door opens as he pushes off from the wall, Oscar strolling in alongside his side of the garage — the lot of them giggling, talking about some video they got him to film in the garage.

Lando raises his hand to wave, freezing when Oscar doesn’t look at him.

Oh.

He drops it, pulling his phone back out as some stupid self defense mechanism. Maybe he was just reaching into his pocket the entire time, no one needs to know what he’s up to. With renewed determination, he opens Instagram again, angrily liking a few comments from fans that all look the same and feel the same: like Oscar’s ignoring him.

First of all, he’s the one that should be ignoring Oscar, he’s the one that has his whorish — well, no, that’s just rude. He pulls a face.

God, what the fuck is he doing?

Oscar’s, quite literally, right there. He’s still in the hospitality. From his peripheral, Lando’s fairly positive he’s even in the same room, just on the other side. Getting a coffee, probably. Still half asleep at 3pm, probably. He’d scoff if he wasn’t so agitated.

His free hand wanders, the corner of his thumb finding his teeth with anxious vigor. He tears at the skin, the sting doing little to distract him from… this. Whatever this is.

He could just go talk to him.

But god, wouldn’t that just be clingy? He was here first, it would look like he was waiting for him. Which he was, probably, but that’s not the point. The point is the optics, the fact that it would *seem* like he’s waiting on his teammate, that they’re best mates when clearly Oscar doesn’t care. And that, being the one chasing, that can’t happen.

Fuck, but is it true?

His thumb is bleeding, the sharp zing of iron reaching his tongue.

“Fuck,” He mutters, pulling it away and assessing the damage.

“Interviews that tough?” Oscar’s voice, light with suppressed laughter, snaps him to attention — phone and thumb long forgotten.

“What?”

“You’re nervous?” He nods at Lando’s hand, brows a little furrowed, frown at the corner of his lips. “Jon know you do that?”

“Shove it,” Lando tries to bristle, more embarrassed than mad at Oscar’s prying.

Oscar holds out a paper cup between them, thumb mindfully pressing at the teabag string, keeping it from slipping in. ”Chamomile’s pretty soothing, I think.”

Oh.

Lando’s feels his stomach drop to the floor. Their fingers brush awkwardly when he takes it.

“Thanks.”

“Anytime.”

Oscar steps to the side, leaning against the wall alongside Lando. Neither knows what to say, so they just. Don’t.

But maybe that’s better than nothing.

#I like to think this sits before the sexting scene and the subsequent hard cut to after the sprint ????#it doesn’t fit PERFECTLY but pretend it does thanks 💖💖💖#and thank you for asking lovely!!!!#ask me :)#liqfic #lando Norris’s (no homo) guide to getting a girlfriend #landoscar #landoscar fanfic #f1 fic

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night-raven-tattler · 11 months ago

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Love beyond spoken words - part 2

Summary: Everyone has a way of saying "I love you" without using those three words.

Characters: Jamil, Rook, Idia, Sebek × GN!Reader (separate, romantic)

Other parts of the series: Ace, Jack, Azul

Warnings: none

By opening the document, you agree to Mx Tattly's terms of source confidentiality.

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Jamil was going through his personalised version of the stages of grief while stacking away the boxes of expensive fabric Kalim brought from Silk City that he promised to give to Professor Crewel

Without his knowledge, as always

But this time wasn't too bad, since you were there to help him with the boxes

And he quite enjoyed your company, so the opportunist in him simply refused to deny himself of you when you kindly offered to lend him a helping hand

He even offered you one of his hair ties when your hair kept falling on your face

You knew Jamil had a certain possesiveness over his personal belongings, so you couldn't help but feel a bit flustered at the offer

You still accepted the hair tie, however

After your finished putting the boxes away, Grim came into the room looking for you because the Headmage requested your help with some errand

And you didn't get the chance to hand Jamil his hair tie back

Jamil was surprised by how little it bothered him that his hair tie was with you; instead of being upset you took something from him like he expected he'd feel, he was somewhat glad you had something of his with you

...Maybe it was silly, it was just a hair tie after all

Yet, it almost made him feel like he was claiming you in some way-

A thought so embarassing he had to cover his whole face with his hoodie

He was walking in the hallways with Kalim as his Housewarden talked about The Great Seven know what, when Kalim suddenly stopped himself mid-rant and fished something out of his pocket

"I totally forgot! Reader bumped into me today and told me to give this to you!"

It was a small paper bag with a snake doodled on it

Jamil snatched it from Kalim, not wanting him to hold something from you any longer, and opened the bag

Inside he found a little note and two hair ties: the one he gave you, and another one that had a small charm with your favorite symbol on it

"I know you don't like when people use your things, so I wanted to give it back. I also gave you one of mine so take care of it!"

He didn't understand the logic behind you giving him your own hair tie, but he took the bag from you and hid it carefully in his pocket, where he occasionally let his hands rest throughout the day

Jamil was very curious about your little offering, so he asked you about it over text

"I wanted to offer it to you as an apology for holding onto your stuff for too long so you won't be mad at me."

Your goody-two-shoes silly logic made him chuckle

As he was about to playfully scold you for your thinking, he saw another chat bubble coming from you that made him drop his phone

"...besides, is it really that bad that I wanted you to have something of mine too?"

Cheeks burning with fluster, he texted you a quick goodnight before he put his phone onto his nightstand, face down so not even the inanimate object could see him like this

Jamil struggled with the idea of you wanting to leave your mark on him, the same selfish idea he carried in his heart

Yet, he didn't mind either of your selfishness

That's why you found Jamil's hair tie under your desk first thing in the morning, a small note attached to it

"If I will have to carry something that belongs to you with me, it wouldn't be fair if you didn't do the same."

『••✎••』

You were enjoying your break outside when you heard a sharp object hit the tree you were leaning against, and based on the piece of paper attached to it, someone special wanted to tell you something

"My love, a whisper

My arrow, a listener

A most blessed messenger

It'll seek your heart to alter

For your blush I'm after."

Your degree in the language of Rook Hunt told you several things: 1. He was on a mission to live up to his name and hunt for your heart... or something

And 2. He really liked his "arrow of love" metaphors

Rook also was likely very amused by how on the nose he was being by sending you love poems via arrow aimed at your surroundings

It happened often enough for you to become unable to differenciate between the quickening pace of your heart from the spook and the one from knowing your boyfriend wanted to remind you of his love for you

Rook had some questionable ways of making your heart skip a beat, and it was borderline annoying how good he was at getting what he wanted

Something about the message itself was a bit off to you

Wasn't counterproductive for a hunter to let its prey know that he was after it?

You never knew what Rook was about to do next, and your heartbeat quickened once again with anticipation for his next move

...which happened soon enough

If the Headmage knew of the arrow currently stuck to your door and damaging the school property, you'd be in trouble

You just wanted to rest peacefully after your classes, but it seemed like Rook had other plans

"My eyes give gentle kisses to your heart

I want to read you, I want to learn you

The world in your chest, your own flow of art

Painted in the loveliest of hues."

You looked around, suddenly overwhelmed with the feeling of being watched

At this point you were convinced he was toying with you, like a cat after it caught a mouse

But Rook had plans other than to harm you...

He enjoyed the chase, maybe a bit at the expense of your heart, which would jump out of your chest at every over the top declaration of love

You could think of only one way to somewhat get back at him

The vice housewarden was scribbling in his notebook at his desk when he heard footsteps nearing his room, followed by a knock at the door

He smiled and opened the door, revealing your flustered self, fidgeting with a piece of paper in your hands

"Roses are red

You look very merry

I'm not good at writing poems

So just kiss me already."

Rook's eyes widened for a few seconds before he burst into a delighter laughter as he wrapped his arms around you

You thought his over the top affection was what affected you the most, but you were so wrong

All along, it was the little things that made your heart explode

His laughter and the beating of your heart were the only melody echoing in your ears, while your face was being admired by Rook's lovesick eyes

"As you wish, mon amour."

『••✎••』

When you and Idia started dating, you knew he was a peculiar guy

He texted you "good morning" at 5 P.M., he liked to tease you about your grades and wishing the school system was digitalized so he could hack into the school and modify your grades, and he liked gifting you small, cute robots that he built during his sleepless nights

You were dedicated to peel off every layer of your angsty, dramatic, onion of a lover and try to understand his ways of showing he cares about you

Unfortunately, the first obstacle you had to face was his way of texting you

Idia was both a genius and a smartass: he liked sending you secret messages through emojis, but he'd never give you any hint to help you decode them

You rolled your eyes as his favorite combo of emojis popped onto your screen through the notification of your messaging app

"➡️👤🛠️👆💙➡️🤪"

You suspected he either liked testing your abilities to decypher his code, or he was to afraid to outright say what he felt

It's not like Idia was shy in his affections, as peculiar as they were

It was more like he was... hesitant

Afraid, even

"I will take that as a compliment"

You watched as the chat bubble appeared on your screen, carrying Idia's reply

"whehehe did you really look at a code with unknown meaning and assumed it was positive? lmaooooo"

Both of you knew he wouldn't do that

Not because he wasn't capable of it, but because Ortho would threaten to scratch up his P.E. gear again

"Not my fault you sent me code instead of telling me how pretty we both know you think I am"

"oooooo someone's confident 💘💘💘💘"

Well, at least that one was easy enough to decypher

The code Idia sent to you always came out of nowhere, like a sudden stream of thoughts that he couldn't keep to himself

It was sweet, really, and it wasn't like you disliked his little codes

Being a gamer at heart, Idia loved games, and they were an important part of him

If Idia needed some sort of puzzle to express himself, you decided to play along

You were determined to wait until Idia became able to tell you outright how he felt

Maybe one day

That's what Idia also told himself as he stared at the sentence he kept typing and deleting over and over in your conversation

"you make my heart go wild"

Maybe one day...

『••✎••』

"And, because of General Zephyrus, royal green has become a color in Briar Valley that represents sentiments of love and affection for your beloved. It was historically used in clothing during duels by the partner that was not participating..."

You had no idea what you did to receive a special history lesson from Professor Zigvolt himself, but you loved Sebek so you listened to him attentively

It was one of the rare occasions in which he was not talking about Malleus, and it was almost cute to see how worked up he got for topics outside of his guard duty

Not like he wasn't always cute

"Are you even listening, human?!"

...You were not stupid enough to admit you kind of spaced out a little

"Yeah, you were talking about, uh... Something about green clothes?"

Sebek raised his eyebrow and watched you suspiciously, while you were trying not to avoid his piercing gaze and tell on yourself

"... Well, yes. It was a tradition for unmarried partners to express their love through green accessories, such as scarves and..."

Even if he seemed upset on the surface, Sebek was more than eager to share part of his culture with you

The way he'd get so animated about his homeland, his liege, his passions...

You could watch him all day

Unfortunately, the bell indicating the end of your break had the both of you part ways

Before Sebek walked away, he reminded you of the equestrian club's upcoming show jumping competition against Royal Sword Academy

And before he could shily request your presence, you told him you'll be there, and sent his blushy self back to his classes

You didn't want to just be there and attend, however: you wanted to show your appreciation for Sebek

And you remembered his little rant about green accessories as showcases of love in Briar Valley

Which brought you to Sam's the next day, where you bumped into Lilia

Lucky for you, since you couldn't remember which shade of green was the one Sebek was talking about...

Your eyes fell upon a light green scarf, resembling the trademark Diasomnia green, and asked Lilia if this color was good to wear

Lilia's eyes widened before his face twisted into a mischievous grin before he agreed with your choice

So you wrapped it around your wrist the day of the competition and made sure it was as easy to spot as possible

Sebek was warming up with his horse when he spotted you in the growing crowd...

...And you watched him as he almost fell off his horse when he saw the scarf wrapped around the hand you were waving at him with

You watched how he debated between going to you and resuming his warmup for what felt like an eternity, but the beginning of the competition was announced so he settled on talking to you later

On his first break, he marched right to you, red as a tomato and vaguely resembling a broken traffic light

"HUMAN! I can't believe you would do this in such a public setting without telling me first! In Briar Valley it's custom for the knight to wrap the scarf around their desired partner after the duel to signal their engagement! Was my lecture not clear enough?!"

You were used to Sebek getting randomly agitated about stuff but-

-Wait.

"ENGAGEMENT?!"

Sebek turned even redder, something you thought was impossible

"YES?! Light green is a sign of engagement!"

You head was full of questions upon questions

Did you just publicly more or less propose to Sebek?

And he was mad because you didn't tell him beforehand, not because of the accidentally proposal itself?!

Now you wanted a horse to fall off of

#twisted wonderland #twst #twisted wonderland x reader #twst x reader #jamil viper #jamil viper x reader #rook hunt #rook hunt x reader #idia shroud #idia shroud x reader #sebek zigvolt #sebek zigvolt x reader

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