#But I DO think they're cute and I do love everyone who's decided she gets adopted by Arbal
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Third time's the charm as they say.
#Ship List#Cradle Ship#Redorbshipping#Apollo/Armie#They don't have a ship name obviously I'm alone here#But I DO think they're cute and I do love everyone who's decided she gets adopted by Arbal#Thus making her and Apollo Cousins if not Half Siblings#So Apollo gets TWO girlfriends who are his half sisters!#He likes men he SWEARS#Look. I just think their Sargent/Private dynamic is INCREDIBLY cute funny role play thing#And I think Armie has herself a big crush on Apollo after everything#I thought of this DAYS ago but it was literally the night BEFORE I went to see Inside Out 2#Which has very obviously taken over my entire frontal lobe#But I promise they're still bouncing in there
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thinking about since canonically Geto is more popular with girls than Gojo heâs gotten used to them looking past him to get to Geto but what if Gojo and Geto are out for drinks with the other teachers one night and he gets approached by the reader but he thinks sheâs just coming over to ask him for Getoâs number and so he prepares his âresponsible best friendâ act and then SHE ASKS ABOUT HIM INSTEAD, ALL BLUSHY AND STUFF BECAUSE HE LOOKED LIKE HE WAS GONNA BRUSH HER OFF
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pairing: gojo satoru x reader | 1k words summary: fluff, pining, reader is a simp but same, satoru is a good wingman but he needs attention too, au ig bc suguru's alive LMAO, idiots in love? rheya's note: oh my god shut up this is so cute and YOU'RE ABSOLUTELY RIGHT??? i can just imagine that he's gotten so used to judging whether or not the person is even worth suguru's attention before deciding to pass on his info...and after a while his brain just defaults to thinking that everyone wants suguru but he FORGETS that there are gojo girlies out there (me asf) !! thanks for the ask nonnie babes i love this idea so so much <33
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it's obvious that there are quite a few women at the bar eyeing the group. young, attractive teachers spending an evening trying to relax and take their minds off of the stress of jujutsu work. nanami is in deep conversation with shoko about something while ijichi quietly listens. further down the table utahime is quietly sipping her drink while mei mei orders another. shoko makes a comment and suguru bursts into unabashed laughter.
the flush of alcohol dusts over each of their cheeks, but satoru remans the only one who has barely touched his glass, the sting of the bitterness a little too harsh for him to enjoy. he opts for instead letting his eyes roam over the faces in the crowd, taking little notice of all the eyes and smiles sent in their direction.
well until he notices you anyway.
you're already looking in his direction curiously, face illuminated by the dim lighting of the bar as your friends giggle around you. when his eyes lock with yours, you immediately tear your gaze away, trying to play it off by immediately delving into conversation, though satoru can tell that there's a flush crawling up your neck now.
he doesn't look away though, too caught up in the crinkle of your eyes and the smile lines that grace your face as you laugh at something. a minute later you're looking back in their direction, and when you catch him staring, you turn away yet again.
satoru glances to his side, knowing that you're probably watching suguru take a sip of his drink and most likely falling for his charming smile.
typical and so predictable.
some time passes like this. you'll look, and turn away, and satoru will watch you do it over and over again. it isn't until a while later that satoru catches your friends pushing your shoulders and giggling, and he knows that they're urging you to come up and ask about suguru. you're shaking your head, the nervousness clear as day as your brows pinch. but eventually you succumb to peer pressure and stand up from your table, taking anxious strides towards him.
and usually, satoru will make a face or turn his back or do something to look as unapproachable as possible. because almost every person who comes up asking for suguru's contact info has been obnoxious as hell.
but you're quite pretty and you look sweet enough, and he doesn't think it'd be right to deter you.
suguru would probably like you too.
so satoru decides to let you try at least, and if you seem to be as nice as you look maybe he'd bridge the gap between you and his best friend.
you make your way up to him, and as soon as he finally gets a good look at you he's thinking you're a lot prettier up close.
dammit.
"hi," you say, face hot as you try your best to maintain steady eye contact with him. you look so nervous, fidgeting with the fabric of your clothes as you attempt to strike up conversation, and he doesn't have it in him to watch you struggle.
"yeah i can give you his number," he says, voice clipped as he tries to hide the disappointment in it. you watch him grab a napkin and begin scribbling something down, confusion clear as he hands you the digits.
"um�" you look at the napkin and then at him. "sorry, whose number is this?"
satoru balks, lips parting as he mirrors your confusion. "uhâŚsuguru's? the guy behind me?"
realization dawns on your face and you shift your weight from foot to foot.
"oh actually," you suck your teeth nervously, trying to hide behind an awkward little smile. "i came to talk to you."
satoru can only blink, cerulean eyes widening behind his glasses as he stares at you in surprise.
you take his silence as a bad sign, shoulders dropping and embarrassment settling in your frown as you look anywhere but his face. "s-sorry if that's weird. i don't wanna make you uncomfortable or anything so-"
he's grinning before he can stop himself, heart dangerously swelling with affection as he motions toward the empty stool next to him. "not weird at all."
the pleasant surprise on your face makes him bite back a chuckle, and you take the seat. "huh...i wasn't expecting you to be okay with it."
satoru raises a brow curiously, tilting his head. "why not?"
you shrug with a careless grin. "i had a feeling you were gonna brush me off from the moment i first looked over."
satoru winces, and he can practically feel suguru's knowing smirk on his back. he chooses to ignore that for now, eyes trailing over the mirth in your expression, and he can only smile helplessly. "no way in hell."
your laugh comes instantly, sweet and bright, and you take it as a sign to continue talking. satoru listens on, sipping his drink to hide his giddy smile and ignoring the sting of bitterness once again.
honestly, with the amount of sweetness he's just found, satoru would tolerate as much bitterness as he needed to.
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can you do a bonus part to your franco x piastri!reader series, where the rest of the grid reacts to their relationship
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The bright lights of the paddock press conference feel warmer than usual, or maybe itâs just the tension in the air. Youâre sitting in front of a lady who pulled you aside for a quick interview, her eyes sharp, knowing that every word, every glance, will be dissected later. The end of the Formula 1 season always brings its own frenzy, but this time, all the focus is on you. You could feel the attention, the hum of anticipation in the air.
The interviewer leans forward, a grin on her face as she adjusted her microphone. You knew what was coming. After weeks of speculation, cryptic posts, and a whirlwind of gossip, it was finally out. She was most definitely about to ask the question that has been burning on everyoneâs mind.
âWhat a way to end the season, yn,â she said, her voice dripping with amusement. âThat was quite a statement you made.â There was a pause, just long enough for the her to try and get you to say something. âFranco Colapinto. What a bold choice.â
You raised an eyebrow, crossing your legs slowly, letting the moment linger. You watched as she waited for your response, hanging on your every word. You smirked, leaning into the mic just a little.
âWhat can I say?â you shrugged nonchalantly, though you knew exactly what you were doing. âI pitied the guy.â
You could see the corners of her mouth twitch, trying to hold back a laugh. She wanted more, they always did.
âIs that all?â the interviewer presses, her tone playful but probing, looking for cracks.
You didn't flinch, not even a bit. Youâd played this game long enough, and you knew how to stay on top. Your lips curved into a smirk, your eyes narrowing slightly in mischief.
âYup,â you said, keeping your voice light, almost bored. âThis is my charity work for the year.â
The interviewer burst out into laughter. You let the words hang in the air, knowing full well they would be all over the headlines tomorrow. But before the interviewer could push further, you felt a warm presence behind you, familiar hands sliding around your waist.
You stiffened for just a second, caught off guardânot by the touch itself, but by the timing of it. You knew it was him. Franco pulled you closer, his chest pressed against your back, his scentâclean and comfortingâfilling your senses. You could hear the faintest murmur of his breath against your ear before he planted a soft kiss on your cheek, completely unbothered by the cameras flashing all around. His embrace was steady, like heâd done this a thousand times before.
The room fell into an almost stunned silence, as the interviewer watched the two of you, waiting for the next bite of drama. But there was nothing left for them to feed on.
The interviewerâs eyes widened slightly, clearly trying to decide whether to ask more or just let this moment speak for itself. She cleared her throat, a little flustered by the sudden turn.
âWell, I think thatâs a perfect note to end on,â she said with a nervous chuckle, glancing between you and Franco. âThank you, yn, Franco. Iâm sure weâll all be talking about this for a while.â
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Pairing : Dad!Bangchan x F!Reader TW : Chans daughter is not readers child ; Chans ex wife and daughter are shit starters ; drama of course ; angsty ; honestly, poor Chan ; fluffy ending though ; slightly suggestive at the end as well ; Word Count : 6.5k Request : Anonny : Please write an angsty / fluffy fic about Dad!chan who, after years of not dating, finally decides to get back into dating & when he finally finds someone he doesn't tell reader he has a teenage daughter because he doesn't know how reader would feel about it but when reader finds out they're really upset and avoid him and his daughter reaches out to reader and convinces reader to talk to Chan and make up because she hates seeing her dad upset. A/N : This request is so cute and I'm so happy I get to write it. Of course, it will be super drama because I love when it happens, and with Chans recent bbl messages we know this man loves this kind of shit, so... This is for Chan and Chan stans and we love Chan!
âI got a call from your teacher today, Ella.â Chan said as his daughter walked through the front door. âThey said your grades havenât been the best lately, that you havenât been focusing in class. Is something wrong? Do you have something going on?â He didnât want to be the kind of father that always got on his child when their grades were below average, but he also didnât want his daughter to flunk out. He wanted to see her be successful and happy in life, thatâs all he ever wanted.Â
âIâve just been going through some stuff, dad.â Ella mumbled as she kicked her shoes into the corner near the front door and dropped her bags onto the floor. âMom said sheâs been trying to get in touch with you lately. I guess she saw that youâve been posting about going out on your facebook.â She pulled out the chair across the table from Chan. âWhy donât I get to meet your new girlfriend?âÂ
Chan rolled his eyes, finally looking up from his phone to look at his daughter. âYouâre changing the subject. What I do in my spare time isnât important. Your grades are. So tell me, what kind of stuff have you been going through thatâs been keeping you from being able to focus. Maybe I can help.âÂ
She huffed loudly, the attitude that he was warned would come along with a teenage daughter was in full force now. âItâs not even important anyway⌠Donât you have a date to go on tonight? Thatâs all you ever talk about anymore. Itâs like you donât even care that mom leftâŚâ It was finally making sense to him, but it hurt that she felt that way. He had been kind enough to keep his ex wifeâs dirty secrets just that, a secret, so that Ellas view of her mother wouldnât be warped. He was trying to do the right thing, but it was becoming harder and harder.Â
âI do care that your mother left⌠I was hurt by it for a long time, El. Itâs been 8 years, and I think that itâs time that Iâve finally moved on because she isnât coming back. Your mother has gotten remarried, divorced, and married again in those 8 years and I havenât been with anyone until just a few months ago. I donât think youâre being very fair right now.â He tried to explain, but he could tell, he could just see it in her face that she wasnât ready to hear about it. âAnd, just so you know, I donât have a date to go on tonight. I was planning on being here to help you with your homework and studying so that I donât get another call like I had today.âÂ
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âHad a late night in the studio, huh?â You said as you walked up behind Chan, your arms draping over his shoulders as he sat in front of his computer in his office. You could tell he was tired, he could barely sit up straight and his eyes wouldnât stay open for longer than a few seconds. âItâs okay to take a break, bubs. Itâs 3racha, not ChrisRacha.âÂ
He snickered at the little name, finally swiveling his chair around to face you and pulling you down onto his lap. âYou sound like everyone else. I donât like taking breaks, it gives me too much time to think about the time that Iâm wasting.â He explained, his voice was groggy and not even laced, but completely filled with exhaustion. âIâll be fine once I go over your place tonight, we can cuddle up and watch a movie.â He nuzzled his face into the crook of your neck, his hot breath against your skin sending a wave of goosebumps all over.Â
âTheyâre repainting all of the apartments, I canât even go into my own house right now. Iâve been staying with my parents.â You reminded him, although you were sure you had texted him about it and told him about it in the days leading up to the renovation. âWe can go over to your place. Weâve been dating for 4 months now and you havenât even invited me over.âÂ
There was a reason for that, a reason that you didnât know of, but he felt it was just better if you didnât find out. The last thing he wanted was for you to run off because he had a daughter, not just any daughter though, a teenage daughter who was still hung up on the divorce of her parents. She wasnât the easiest to get along with, and although Chan had tried to butter her up to the prospect of one day meeting you, she didnât take too kindly to the fact that he was dating again. âMy place is a messâŚâ He lied, trying to muffle his words in the fabric of your shirt so you wouldnât pick up on it. âWe can go to a hotel if youâd like.âÂ
âThat seems sleezyâŚâ You mumbled, and he felt awful, he truly did. It felt like he was stuck between a rock and a hard place. He absolutely loves his daughter with every ounce of his heart, his entire being, he loved being her father. He loved you too though, you had been the light at the end of a very long, very dark tunnel. He didnât want to have to choose between the two of you, it just didnât seem fair. âI guess weâll just wait for my apartment to be readyâŚâ He could feel you trying to pull away, he could tell that you were upset, he didnât want you to leave like that, so he tightened his arms around you, holding you close to him.Â
âYouâre not sleezy! Iâm sorry I even recommended that, youâre better than that.â He quickly tried to get himself out of the hole that he had dug, it felt like he was clawing his way to the top, and everytime he got halfway out, heâd slip and heâd fall right back to the bottom. âIâll clean my place, I just want it to be perfect for when you come over. Okay? You deserve the best.âÂ
The tension slowly left your body, he felt you soften up against him, and for a moment, it felt like he could breathe again. âOkay⌠Fine. Iâll wait⌠I just really miss sleeping next to you.â You whispered, and those words made his stomach feel warm and fuzzy. He missed sleeping next to you too. âI have to get back to work though⌠Iâll see you later. Try taking a break though, take a nap or something, thatâs what the couch is for.â You pressed a kiss to his cheek before getting up, his arms reluctantly loosening around you until you were free to go. âSeriously, get some sleep.âÂ
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âWhere are you going?â Ella asked from the couch, watching Chan storm to the front door and yank his coat off the hook. âDid you and your girlfriend get into a little fight? Do you have to go kiss and make up now?â The mocking tone in her voice would usually only slightly irritate him, but he was already beyond irritated at the reason he had to leave in the first place.Â
âNo, itâs your damn mother.â He snapped, pulling his shoes on before grabbing his keys. âI donât know how long sheâll hold me up, thereâs food in the freezer, or you can grab my wallet out of my bag and order yourself something. Try to do some studying while Iâm gone, please?â And without another word he was out the front door, slamming it behind him.Â
What Chan didnât know was that he had left his wallet at work on his studio desk, and you had gone into his studio before leaving to see if he was there but only found his wallet. He must have left the building without saying anything to you, and you wondered if maybe he was sick or something had happened back at his place. You were doing the right thing, at least thatâs what you felt you were doing. You were just going to take his wallet home to him and check up on him. You didnât mind that his house might be a little dirty, you completely understood that he was busy, you didnât expect his house to be immaculate.Â
You werenât sure why you were so nervous to stand in front of his front door, but a chill ran through your body and you had to take a few breaths before even lifting your hand to knock. Once you did, you took a step back, listening to the locks being undone before the door opened. It wasnât who you expected to see, it wasnât Chan, it was a girl, she looked younger, at least 15 or 16. âOh, Iâm sorry. I must have read the address wrong.â You quickly apologized, bowing your head to the girl before turning away.Â
âWho are you looking for?â The girl asked, and what you werenât aware of was that she had seen Chans wallet in your hand, she knew that you had come to the right address, she was just playing a game that you didnât know about. You quickly said his name, and she let out a soft hum. âHeâs out right now. Itâs date night for him and my mom.â You felt your stomach sink, deeper and deeper until it couldnât go any further. âIs that his wallet? Thank you so much for bringing it, Iâm sure heâll be happy to know that you brought it back. Hopefully heâll answer his phone so he can pick it up and pay the bill, you know?âÂ
You nodded slowly, the bile from your stomach rising into your throat. âY-Yeah⌠Of course⌠H-Here you go.â You stammered, your hand shaking as you handed the wallet over to the girl. You knew she wasnât lying, she looked so much like Chan it was uncanny. Why hadnât he told you? What was he even doing with you? He had a wife, or at least a girlfriend or fiancee⌠He had a child⌠But he was going around with you? It was beginning to add up though⌠Why he always wanted to go over your house. Why heâd rather go to a hotel than to bring you to his own place. You felt absolutely sick.Â
âHave a good night!â The girl chimed cheerfully as you made your way back to your car, the light from inside the house that had illuminated the front yard faded until you were covered in darkness. You were devastated, you were heartbroken⌠You had never felt more humiliated in your life and all you wanted to do was go crawl underneath a rock and hide there.Â
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The meeting with his ex wife the night before had stressed Chan out beyond belief. He couldnât believe that after 8 years she wanted to fight for custody of Ella now. Her reasoning behind it would have been laughable if they hadnât been so damn ridiculous. By the time he had gotten home though, Ella was already in bed and he was so tired from dealing with his ex that he had gone right to bed as well. By morning, Ella had already left for school, so heâd have to wait until he got off work and she got home from school to even talk to her about what her mother had said.Â
Now, he was only looking forward to seeing you. You were the only person at this point who could calm him down and bring him some semblance of peace, at least for the short amount of time that he got to be with you. âHey, lovely.â He called to you when he caught you walking down the hall. Usually youâd smile and wave, youâd even run over to him sometimes if the hall was empty. This time you just shook your head before lowering it and walking right by him.Â
It was a shock to say the least, and his mind immediately jumped to the worst, although he couldnât be 100% sure of what had happened that would cause you to be acting like this. Was it because of the hotel comment the day before? Was it because he wouldnât let you come over to his house? It couldnât be that though, he had talked to you about it. It had to be something more, but he couldnât figure it out. You looked absolutely pissed, like you didnât want anything to do with him.Â
âY/N!â He called out your name now, jogging down the hall to catch up with you, but you didnât even look up at him, and you sure as hell didnât slow down. In fact, it seemed like you sped up, like you were trying to get away from him. âHey⌠What⌠Whatâs wrong? What happened? Are you okay?â He lowered his voice but quickened his steps to keep up with you, trying to duck down just enough to get a view of your face, but every time he got close enough youâd look away.Â
âI donât want to talk to you, I donât want to see you. Whatever it was that you made me think we had, itâs over. Iâd like it if you left me alone now.â You stated flatly, your arms tightening around the multitude of folders that you clutched to your chest. âIâm changing groups, I wonât be one of your staff anymore as well, so please, donât bother me anymore.âÂ
Something had happened, and it wasnât something that could easily be fixed like Chan thought. It was worse, way worse. You had basically fired yourself from being his group's staff because of whatever happened. âHold on!â His fingers wrapped around your upper arm, stopping you from going any further. âSo youâre just⌠Breaking up with me? Youâre not even going to tell me why!?â His voice cracked as it rose in pitch, his chest rising and falling heavily as the panic fully set in. âI fucking love you, Y/N⌠You canât just do this to me and not tell me why.âÂ
When you finally looked up, he could see your eyes were glistening, your bottom lashes bedazzled with twinkling tears that clung onto them. You were just as upset as he was. âStop pretending, Christopher!â You croaked out, sniffling loudly once the words left your chapped lips. âI refuse to be the rebound chick that you think you can run to when your marriage is on the rocks. I wonât be strung along by you, not anymore.â You took a few deep, shaky breaths to compose yourself before you pulled your arm free of Chans hold. âNow, if you donât mind⌠I have another group to meet. I have work to do. I do believe that you have some work to do as well.â You bowed your head to him before turning and walking away, leaving him more confused than he was before.Â
His marriage⌠It had fallen apart years ago when he had come home to find his wife in bed with another man while his daughter was fast asleep in the room across the hall. It had been disgusting, heartbreaking, it would have been his downfall if not for his daughter and the moral, mental, and emotional support of the guys. He wasnât sure why it was being brought up, he didnât even know how you had found out, but that same feeling of devastation that he had felt 8 years ago was flooding him once again.Â
The guys⌠They were the only ones who would be able to talk to you, they were the only ones who knew about the secret past that Chan was trying so hard to hide from you. Would they do something like that though? Would they hurt him like that? âYo! Whatâs up?â Changbin said as he came up behind Chan, his arm draping over his shoulder. âYouâre⌠crying? What happened?â The cheerful tone was immediately dropped, and even though Changbin was younger, he was in full protection mode.Â
âY/N⌠She⌠She broke up with meâŚ. She knows about SanaâŚâ He gasped out the words, each of them getting caught in his throat, it felt like he was choking. âSomebody told her⌠Someone⌠They had to have told her! Who!?â He was shouting now, his sadness turning to anger in a matter of seconds. The look of confusion of Changbins face was enough for Chan to know that he had no idea what Chan was talking about, and that in itself proved his innocence. That left 6 more guys to question.Â
âY-You know that none of us would do that to you⌠Why would we do that? You were happy!â Changbin quickly defended the others as well, seeing in Chans eyes that he was on the warpath and he wasnât going to stop until he found out who had told you. âI⌠I do know she went to the studio last night after you left⌠She⌠She said something about your wallet but⌠Maybe she went to your house to drop it off and⌠andâŚ-âÂ
âEllaâŚâ Chan muttered out the name, a loud groan leaving him as his head fell back. âI have to go⌠Will you be okay? Can you run practice for me?â Now he was in a hurry, a hurry to get home, to talk to you⌠He had so many things he had to do, he didnât even know where to begin. Changbin nodded his head, patting Chans shoulder before taking a step back. Truthfully, Chan didnât know what the hell he was going to do⌠But he knew he had to do something. He wasnât going to lose you⌠He couldnât.Â
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âSit. Now.â Chan said, not even giving his daughter time to fully come through the door before the words left his mouth. He had been sitting at the table, thinking over and over about how heâd go about bringing it up to her, but now that she was finally home, all of his thoughts had gone out the window and all he could feel was irritation. She rolled her eyes, dropping off her bag and kicking her shoes off like she did every day, heading in the direction of her bedroom. âDid you not hear me? I want to talk to you.âÂ
âAbout what?â She snapped, whipping around to face him. âAbout the lady that showed up on our front porch last night?â Chans eyes widened, he didnât even have to drag it out of her, she wasnât a liar⌠and for that, he was proud, he had at least taught her one good thing. âDid she dump you? Well good⌠You donât deserve to be happy. Not after what you did to momâŚâ After⌠what he didâŚ? He was stunned into silence, his head cocked to the side as he tried to think about what he could have possibly done to make him the bad guy in all of this. âShe told me all about it, donât try to act like youâre so innocent.âÂ
Those werenât Ellas words, those were her mothers words and she was speaking them for her. âI tried so hard to protect your mother for some reason⌠So that you wouldnât think badly of her⌠And this is what she does.â He mumbled, running his hand through his hair and sighing heavily. âCan you please sit? I really need to talk to youâŚâ He stretched his legs under the table, pushing out the chair across from him and motioning to it with his head. He could see the reluctance, but she finally made her way over, dropping down into the chair, but not without an eye roll and a look of disgust. âI didnât want to tell you the truth⌠I didnât want you to see your mother as anything less than what she is⌠But I wasnât the one who did anything. Your mother is the reason weâre divorcedâŚâÂ
âYouâre a liar⌠She said that youâd lieâŚâ Ella mumbled, her arms crossing over her chest as she glared at her father. âJust like you lied to that lady. She didnât even know I existed! You kept me a secret from her⌠Why? Are you embarrassed of me? Are you ashamed of me?â The sulky teenage attitude subsided, and he could see that she wasnât just angry, she was upset. He never meant for it to be like this, he didnât even think that something like this would happen. Itâs not like he planned on keeping his daughter hidden forever⌠He just didnât want to spring it all on you at the beginning of the relationship.Â
âNo! God, no⌠El⌠You are an amazing daughter, youâre smart and youâre funny⌠Youâre the most wonderful thing Iâve ever created. Iâm so proud of youâŚâ He whispered, and he could see the tears beginning to form in her eyes. He should have told her these things a long time ago, maybe she wouldnât be acting out, but it was too late, and now all he could do was try to fix things piece by piece. âI didnât want to bring someone into your life unless I knew that it was serious⌠Itâs one thing for me to be hurt⌠But I didnât want you to potentially get close to her just for her to leave and hurt you too.â He swallowed thickly, taking a deep breath to prepare himself before continuing. âI divorced your mother⌠Because she cheated on me, Ella. Do you really think I would have gotten custody of you if it were the other way around? The man she married⌠Thatâs⌠Thatâs the guy⌠And theyâre already divorced⌠And sheâs already married again. Sheâs been married twice since the divorce, and I⌠I havenât been with anyone until a couple months ago. Do you think that would be the case if I was the one who had screwed up?â He could see the gears turning in her mind as she thought about everything that he was saying, and he could see that it was all adding up. âYour mother wanted to meet up with me yesterday because sheâs trying to get custody of youâŚâÂ
Ellas eyes widened and her head shook fast. âNo⌠I donât⌠I donât want to leave. I donât want to live with her, dad.â The words were rushed out, full fledged panic written across her features. âDonât let her take me⌠I want to stay with you⌠Iâm sorry⌠Iâm sorry I told the lady that you were having date night with mom. Iâm sorry that I ruined it⌠Iâm sorry⌠Please donât let her take me.â She was crying now, absolutely bawling, and it broke his heart to see his daughter so upset.Â
He jumped out of his chair, running around to her side of the table and pulling her up into his arms. Right now, she wasnât just a teenager with a bit of an attitude problem⌠She was his little girl, and he was going to protect her and he was going to keep her safe. He was going to fix everything, no matter what it took. âSheâs not going to get you, she wonât win. Youâre staying here with me⌠I promise.âÂ
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âHave you gotten a hold of her?â Ella asked, dropping down onto the couch beside her father. It had been weeks since the last time he had spoken to you, but he had seen you in the halls at the building every single day. No matter how many times he tried to stop you and explain everything, youâd just keep walking like you didnât know him at all. Ella could see that it was breaking him, and she knew that it was her fault. âIâm really sorry, dadâŚâ She mumbled.Â
Your picture was still his lockscreen, and every time a notification would pop up on his phone he would jump up, a single second of excitement and wishful thinking, only to be let down once he realized it was someone, anyone but you. âItâs okay⌠Iâm gonna try to get some work done. Let me know when you get hungry, Iâll make us some dinner, yeah?â And she nodded slowly, waiting for Chan to get up and go into his little office before running to the front door and pulling on her shoes. If he wasnât able to fix it, maybe she could.Â
The walk to the building wasnât too far, and she knew that, for the most part, whenever her father went into his office it was so he could cry in private. That usually lasted a couple hours, and she was sure that she wouldnât need too much time.Â
Everyone in the building knew her, they had heard so much about Chans daughter that she was looked at as an idol herself. They all welcomed her warmly, but she was on a mission. âHi! Would you happen to know where an Y/L/N Y/N is? My dad sent me to make sure she got something.â She came up with it quickly, and no one seemed to question it either. They gave her the information just as fast and sent her on her way⌠It was far too easy⌠Sheâd have to talk to her dad about that.Â
The ride up the elevator gave her enough time to think about what she would say, or at least a little bit of what sheâd say. Truth be told, she was nervous. She wanted things to go well for her fathers sake, but she knew that the trouble she had caused and what she did could have irreversible damage.Â
When the doors slid open, it was like fate had brought her here at this exact moment, because you were standing right outside the doors. âOh⌠Uhm⌠I-I remember youâŚâ You murmured, bowing your head to her before taking a step back. âI think youâre on the wrong floor though⌠Your father is a couple floors down.âÂ
Ella shook her head, stepping out of the elevator, trying to look like she wasnât a nervous wreck standing in front of you. âIâm here to talk to you.â She said, her head held high just to exemplify the false feeling of confidence that she was trying to give off. âAre you busy?âÂ
âIâm very sorry if me being with your father created any problems. Iâm not with him anymore though⌠And, with all due respect⌠Iâm just trying to move on.âÂ
âThatâs the problem though!â Ella blurted out as you moved past her and stepped into the elevator, turning around quickly on her heel to face you, her hand pressed against the elevator door to keep it from closing. âHim and my mother arenât together⌠They havenât been together for 8 years. I⌠I was upset because⌠I didnât understand what happened⌠I didnât know why my parents werenât together and⌠My mom lied and⌠And Iâm sorry. My dad really loves you⌠And he wanted me to meet you⌠And heâs been crying every night because I ruined your relationship because I lied just like my mom and Iâm⌠Iâm really sorry, maâamâŚâÂ
She was once again crying, and you didnât really know what to do, but it felt wrong to just stand there and watch her cry, so you hesitantly stepped out of the elevator and gave her the most awkward one armed hug. âItâs⌠Itâs okayâŚâ You murmured, and much to your surprise, she turned her body completely toward you and wrapped her arms around you. Whether there was a maternal bone in your body at all before this moment or not, you immediately felt the urge to comfort her, to make sure she was okay, to wipe her tears and tell her that everything would be fine. âHey⌠Hey, letâs go to my office. We can get a drink and some tissues and then⌠Iâll take you home. Is that okay?âÂ
Ella nodded slowly, her face scrunched up and her bottom lip pushed out. She really did look like her father. âWill you talk to him?â She asked weakly, and as much as you hated him⌠Now that you knew the truth⌠It felt like the right thing to do, so you hummed in agreement to her question, leading her down the hall to your little office and pushing the door open for her. âY-You know⌠Youâre still his main picture on his phone. Heâs waiting for you to text him or call him or something⌠He misses you so much.âÂ
You were sure that she didnât mean to tell you so much, and you were very sure that Chan would be incredibly embarrassed if he found out that his daughter was telling you so much. âIâll talk to him, I promise⌠Pinky promise.â You held out your hand, your pinky extended to her, and she quickly latched her finger around yours, a bittersweet smile tugging at her lips.Â
âYou are really pretty⌠He wasnât lying⌠And youâre really nice too. I would be really mad at me if I were youâŚâ She lowered her head, her entire body slouching forward as she sat in the chair across your desk. âWhy arenât you mad at me?â Her voice was below a whisper, her question genuine, and you didnât really know how to answer it.Â
âWellâŚâ You began, your fingers drumming against your lap as you leaned back in your chair. âI donât blame you for what you did⌠Youâre a child and⌠And your parents divorced. Iâm sure that any child would be upset if they found out either of their parents was dating someone else, especially if the kid doesnât understand why their parents divorced in the first place. You were protected from the truth⌠But it made you do something that you regret. Itâs still not your fault though, itâs no one's fault.â You reached across your desk, your hand faced up for her, and she slowly placed her hand in yours, the smile from earlier returning to her face, but this time it was just a little bigger and it reached her eyes. âLetâs go see your dad, yeah?âÂ
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Chan had at some point cried himself to sleep while sitting in front of his computer, but the sound of a soft knock on the door had him jolting awake. âDad?â Ellas voice came between the small crack in the door as she peeked inside, and he quickly wiped the sleep from his eyes as he got up from his chair, almost bringing his entire laptop with him since he forgot to take the headphones off. âI ordered dinner for us⌠Itâs here.â She said between little giggles at the way he stumbled. It was nice to hear her laugh, he hadnât heard it in a bit, not from anyone in the house. He wondered what had changed.Â
âYou didnât have to do that, I would have cooked for usâŚâ He said somberly, but he knew that she was doing it as a favor for him. He was a wreck, it was visibly noticeable that he hadnât had more than a few hours of sleep in the past two weeks, he had bags under his eyes and his hair was a mess. He was a shell of the man that he once was when he had you, but he knew he had to get better, he wasnât sure how he would do that, but it wasnât fair to Ella to constantly be like this, it would only make her feel more guilty. âIâll be right out⌠Thank you.â He said when she hovered in the doorway, and he watched her walk away. There was a bounce in her step, she hadnât been this peppy in a while. He was genuinely curious and now he was rushing out of the little studio room so that heâd be able to sit down and talk to her, maybe he could find out what was going on.Â
âI hope you donât mind, I brought a friend over.â She said from the kitchen. He was adamant that he had never heard her bring up a friend, especially not one that would come over and visit. Was it a boy? She never mentioned liking anyone at school⌠Was she too scared to talk to him about those kinds of things? He made a mental note to sit down and talk to her about it one day this week. âAre you coming?â She called out and he hummed in agreement, trudging out of the little room with his head hung just a little.Â
This wasnât the first impression that he wanted one of his daughter's friends to have of him as her father. He wanted to look more respectable for the sake of Ellas reputation. It seemed like he didnât really have a choice though, she was rushing him to come out, and he didnât want to keep her and whoever she had over waiting. âI apologize, I wasnât really told that youâd be coming over.â Chan began as he walked down the hall, and he completely froze when he saw just who his daughter had brought over.Â
âI donât think anyone really knew I was coming over.â You said lightly, the warmest smile spreading across your face as you looked at him. He couldnât say anything, he couldnât find words, all he could manage to do was open his mouth and croak out sounds as salty tears pricked his eyes. âIs it⌠okay⌠that Iâm here?â You asked when the silence lasted longer than you thought it would, and he nodded his head fervently, wiping his eyes with the sleeves of his hoodie.Â
âItâs⌠Itâs more than okay⌠I just⌠I donât know why⌠I donât mind it though.â He rambled, looking between you and Ella who was currently setting the table for three people instead of the usual two. âYouâre⌠staying for dinner?â He questioned, and you gave him that adorable, heart stopping smile that had stopped him in the halls of the building all of those months ago, the smile that had pushed him over the edge and made him fall for you in the beginning.Â
âYes she is.â Ella spoke up, clapping her hands together to get both of your attention. âDo you want me to eat in my room⌠So the two of you can talk? Iâm sure you have a lot to talk about⌠I can leave you alone if youâd like.â But you shook your head, walking over to the table and playfully ruffling her hair before opening the takeout bag and pulling out the contents.Â
âIâd like it a whole lot if you stayed and ate with us⌠But if you want to eat in your room⌠If your dad says itâs okay⌠Then you can.â You sounded so⌠sweet, the way a mother would talk to her own daughter, and the craziest part was that Ella smiled at you before taking a seat at the table, she actually listened to you⌠There was no attitude that came alone with it. âAre you just going to stand there and look at the food, or are you going to join us in eating it?â You asked, bringing Chan out of his own thoughts and back into the room.Â
âYeah⌠Yeah, Iâm comingâŚâ Chan whispered, walking into the dining room and taking his usual seat, but the aura at the table was a lot different now. Itâs like the whole room had gotten 10 times brighter, and no matter which way he looked he was met with a warm smile. He had so many questions, but he knew that he had all the time in the world to ask them, and regardless of the answer⌠He knew that things would be better now, all of the pieces were falling back into place, and the picture was more beautiful than he had ever imagined it to be.Â
~6 Months Later~
âYouâre gonna absolutely crush this test, I know you will.â You stood at the stove, preparing breakfast as Ella sat at the table, her face buried in her text book to get as much last minute studying in before she had to go to school. âNo matter what, I want you to remember that your dad and I are so proud of you and how hard you work. Okay? We love you.â Ella hummed softly, not even looking up from her book, but you could see that she was smiling, and that was enough of a response for you to know that she had heard you, that she was listening. You carefully placed her plate down beside her, lightly tapping the table to get her attention. âPlease eat. Okay?âÂ
Chan ran out of the bedroom, his eyes barely even opened, his shirt wrinkled and twisted and his hair sticking up in all different directions. âDid she leave yet?!â He asked rather loudly, rubbing the sleep from his eyes and blinking a few times before focusing in on his daughter who was looking up at him, her shoulders shaking with silent laughter. âDonât laugh, itâs not funny. I wanted to give you a hug before you left.â He pouted, and she quickly got up out of her chair, rushing over to Chan and wrapping her arms around him. âYouâll do great. I-âÂ
âNo more speeches! You guys are going to make me cry!â Ella dramatically whined, pulling away from Chan and running back to the table to pack her things into her bag and then shoveling as much food into her mouth as she could before going to the front door. âLove you! Iâll see you later!â She mumbled with her mouth full of food, and before the two of you could say it back she was out the door.Â
Once the door was shut, Chan walked over to you, his arms wrapping around your from behind as he rested his chin against your shoulder. âHeyâŚâ He murmured, pressing a kiss to your cheek that was dampened by tears that you hadnât even realized had begun to fall. âWhatâs wrong, lovey?â He cooed, gently turning you around to face him, his head cocked to the side.Â
âI donât know⌠I just⌠Iâve only been here for six months and⌠Weâve gotten so close and⌠Sheâll be going off to college soon if thatâs what she wants to do⌠But⌠Iâm gonna miss her and the house is gonna be so empty andâŚâ You pouted up at Chan who couldnât help but find it adorable the way you were right now. It was the most heartwarming thing, to know that you loved his daughter so much already that you were crying at the thought of her leaving.Â
âWell⌠We have the house to ourselves for a couple of hours⌠We could watch a movie or something to take your mind off of being sad⌠Or⌠We could go have some fun⌠Surprise Ella with a brother or a sister when she comes home from collegeâŚâ Your eyes widened at the suggestion, but your feet were already moving in the direction of the bedroom, that all too familiar tingly feeling building in your stomach. âWe can watch a movie when weâre done⌠If youâre not too tired.âÂ
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rapper!chris x singer!reader hcs
a/n: lowkey a collab with @bambi-slxt bc of all the headcanons she sent me LMAOO thank u sweets!! <3
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chri$ is definitely one of the more "soft" rappers. everyone knows that hes a lovesick puppy for you. he doesnt have ONE line including the words "my bitch". instead he replaces them with "my girl" OR "my wife" :((
i think he would 100% make an album fully dedicated to you. kinda like tyler the creator's "call me if you get lost" in a way. for example, in the song "HEAVEN TO ME", tyler explains his dreams. chris would rap about all of the things he wants to do with you and how he sees you in his life forever
he has many features on peace on the beach with my peach since its partially about your guys' sweet relationship! theres moments in the record where there are beautiful beats paired with your heavenly vocals and cute voice cracks while chri$ is dropping barssss (ill make a post ab lyrics i think he'd add)
sososososo supportive of your creative journey. he was with you as you wrote and planned out your extremely personal debut. he even helped out at the studio :c
but then you started adventuring some time after your 2nd-3rd album. you started experimenting with different genres/styles. you created storylines and visuals along with your music.
out of the two of you, chri$ is definitely more famous. anyhow, he got invited to the met gala and had u has his plus one obviously, where you both looked drop dead gorgeous!! i literally cannot see him wearing a basic ass suit and tie to the met. he has to be on your level and match your uniqueness which make you two stand out so much!
when you both got up the steps, he was being interviewed by emma chamberlin, who was also a fan of his. she asked about the creative process of his newly released album and he totallyy put you in the spotlight, saying "yn helped me a lott honestly. she's... literally a genius." he grins, turning to you while keeping his hand on your waist.
you guys like toying with the paparazzi when they're bothering you. you goofballs make silly faces right in the cameras so they back off
one time when you were being interviewed, your sweet boy wrapped his arms around your waist as he listened to you talk. you were a little nervous and stuttered a bit, but chris consoled you by rubbing small circles into your waist and whispering a gentle "it's okay baby" to your ear.
you fangirl on stage when you catch your boyfriend's eyes in the front row. sometimes you entirely stop what you're singing just to giggle and squeal "hiiii honey!!" while twirling your hair like a little girl. the audience cheers with screams when they realize chris is with them in the crowd-- but feels like its only you two in the stadium when he blows you a kiss (some corny shit he never thought he'd do) and mouth the words "i love you".
for the holidays, u two visit homeless shelters and childrens hospitals and perform for everybody <3
imagine just hanging out at the studio with him and your guys' friends. he's manspreading on a leather couch while massaging your feet resting in his lap as you write lyrics in your lap, your friends helping you out as you do.
you knew that somewhere down the line there was going to be some kind of beef. a popular rapper decided to call out chris for something he did years ago as a literal child. you both ignore it until he sends out a tweet about you. something around, "nd his bitch bad asf id hit fs but she a fuckin weirdass childish mf"
you ignore the fact he called u a "weirdass childish mf", you cant care less, many people dont vibe with ur ideas and thats okay!
u do however care about how his girlfriend would react to seeing him wanting to fuck you. and you'd met her before too, she was a little snobbish, but respectful nonetheless. you joked to your boyfriend about dropping your own diss track on him, but he actually seem intrigued. you shut it down almost immediately though, you didn't wanna make something small such a big deal
but at the next big event you guys went to, you found the rapper's girlfriend and showed her his tweet. she thanked you with a furious scowl on her face before she ran off and slapped the shit out of him in front of everybody
chris gets a custom made $5k chain that has ur name and little details that remind him of u around it :((
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speaking of that chain, he wears it whenever he pounds into you so you'll be reminded of how he's yours.
chris loves ur vocals so much on stage! he finds them beautiful, but he loves them even more in bed.
"cmon mama lemme hear that pretty voice"
in fact, you two created a song just to have playing in the background while you two get intimate
chris audio recorded him eating u out once and you saying, "oh, fuck chris, it's so good!" and he decided to use that as an adlib in his favorite songs OR disses he wrote about someone being a jerk to u
watching chris perform did things to you. seeing him sweat, brushing his gorgeous hair out of his face, putting in so much energy into his performance... it's intoxicating! sometimes you wish he'd just drop the mic, pull you onstage, and make love to you infront of the world.
he talks about marrying you while he's balls deep inside of your wet cunt :( saying how he wants to drop a humongous bag on your ring, give you the wedding of your dreams, and how he desperately wants to hear "missus sturniolo" from others' mouths
chris will totally pop up behind stage after a show and guide you to your dressing room not so subtly. you apologize to your manager before rushing to your private room like a giddy teenager. "wanna see her sweetheart, she wet for me righ' now? oh, there she is.." he coos as he bends down to his knees right in front of your pussy when you pull down your pretty pink stage costume.
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A lot of people aren't vibing with Charles and Crystal's romance and honestly i think it's because it's not necessarily supposed to be a full-fledged, endgame romance.
I think it's written to be a fling.
Charles is a flirt; one of the first things he thinks about when Edwin tells him ghosts can't feel is that he would miss kissing, he says himself it's nice to be seen by someone his own age, he calls Crystal fit, etc. Assumably between cases he has a very small social circle of literally just Edwin so it makes sense that this girl who he gets on with and finds attractive immediately becomes a bit of a crush for him.
Then Crystal picks up on his flirting almost immediately, again they get on, etc. She says if he wasn't dead and she wasn't dealing with the aftermath of her toxic relationship with David he would be a good addition to her body count, i.e. just a fling. She doesn't say they'd date or she could fall for him just that they'd probably hook up.
Their first kiss happens when they're both dealing with some heavy stuff, Charles is angry, continuing to push down his trauma with his father and his past, Crystal is annoyed about not being any closer to getting her memories back whilst trying to deal with the trauma her last relationship caused her. They find comfort in each other in that moment. Crystal says she wants something real and the care they have for each other is real, there's no manipulation, no secrets. It's honest and it's innocent.
The song that plays in that scene is called Young Blood (White Sea Remix) by The Naked and Famous and has lyrics such as 'we're only young and naive still' and 'can't help myself but count the flaws, claw my way out of these walls, one temporary escape' and 'we lie beneath the stars at night, our hands gripping each other tight, you keep my secrets hope to die' - It does align with the idea that they're what each other wants in the moment, a distraction, to be able to pretend everything is normal and ok (keep each others secrets)
Crystal in the next episode, the next morning after their kiss, literally calls Charles a 'cute distraction' and says they should be friends. This time both of their issues and trauma are the reason for them not continuing the relationship. Blatantly, Crystal isn't ready for another relationship so soon after David, she wakes up with a nightmare about him and Charles. They bring up Charles fighting the Night Nurse and Charles says that he thought they were on the same page about it and 'at least that's how it seemed last night' which again leans into the fact they were both looking for comfort. Charles and Crystal kissing had nothing explicitly to do with her supporting his actions fighting the Night Nurse and yet that's how he took it because that's what he was searching for comfort from and acceptance on. Which is most likely why he seems to take the rejection harder than Crystal, seemingly agreeing to be friends more out of respect for her choice than the want to call it quits himself.
Charles tells Edwin later on about the kiss (right after Edwin is complaining about having to cancel plans with Monty) and says though he didn't physically feel it, he did feel it 'up here' and points to his head. The mind is generally not the place you feel love, I feel that's a given. (reminds me of the starfish on the beach that Niko says are in love, Edwin points out starfish have no brain and Niko says love doesn't require logic, meaning: love is not stored in the mind.) Charles and Edwin's conversation veers off to being about there own relationship, with Charles saying he wouldn't want to be dead with anyone else - not even the girl you just kissed? No? Ok.
The way that episode goes (The case of the two dead dragons) Crystal and Charles end up arguing about the very reasons they decided to not continue their relationship. Crystal likens Hunter and Brad to David, and Charles defends them saying not everyone is her demon ex-boyfriend which seems like he's projecting and really defending himself. Then Crystal calls him out on his 'rage problem' and what happened with the Night Nurse. So though they comforted each other the night before, their real feelings for each others issues are surfacing and they're not so on the same page. Of course they get over this and apologise soon enough. Though in the end, it's Edwin Charles opens up to and actually talks to about how he's feeling rather than pushing it aside and looking for a distraction. And after that, Charles gives Crystal genuine comfort not just a distraction by listening to her talk about her nightmares/visions about David. (immediately followed by the scene of Edwin and Monty on the swings in which Edwin suggests they don't see each other anymore, then back tracks, they kiss followed by rejection which definitely has... parallels)
After that, Crystal and Charles are still an obvious source of comfort for one another, they talk to each other about their stresses, they stick close together a lot of the time but there's nothing inherently romantic to their actions aside from the fact we know they have kissed which gives their actions a depth that, for example Edwin and Niko's don't, despite them also being affectionate and spending time together alone.
Then in the last episode as Crystal is attempting to leave for London, her and Charles share another kiss. When she tries to say bye to Charles, he says it feels like a 'good-bye good-bye' rather than a 'see you back in London good-bye' and Crystal doesn't correct him, essentially confirming it was supposed to be a forever goodbye. She instead kisses him. It's a good-bye kiss. A (supposed to be) final kiss. A 'we had a good run' type of kiss. Crystal kisses him because she thinks she'll never see him again. It's similar to the first in which the kiss itself is the beginning and end, and it doesn't mean much past that. It's a kiss as a secret again, like their first kiss. A kiss to fill the space left by things they don't want to talk about. She doesn't want to admit she's planning on leaving for good so she kisses him instead, it's a comfort and it's a distraction. (and its consistent)
When Crystal decides to stay in the end, Charles says it'll be great, then specifies that 'solving cases together' will be great, not anything else that could of implied. Which could either be them just being awkward, or a flip in their dynamic that now Crystal is the one more involved in their relationship and Charles is the one setting boundaries.
Overall I think they have a really interesting dynamic. They are exactly what each other needs in moments and then the opposite in the next, they care about each other so much yet are possibly the people that unearth each others insecurities and traumas the most. They're both looking for a new, different kind of relationship and find it within the other but inherently once the novelty fades they fall more into being friends than anything more. I think like most of the relationships in this show, they're supposed to be complicated, they're supposed to be more of a journey than a destination. They learn and grow from their interactions together and I think that's something really beautiful.
#this is so long oops#also this isnt ship hate! if crystal and charles r ur fav ship ur valid and cool! this is just my take on things personally :)#dead boy detective agency#dead boy detectives#dbda#crystal palace#charles rowland#crystal palace surname von hoverkraft#edwin payne
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I would like to imagine that my MC recently got a reversible octupus plushie she got from human world when she visited home. The demon brothers notices the new plushie in MC's room but did not care about it until they saw it changed to the angry face.
Now, everyone of them is frantic, including Luci but his prideful self decides to keep it cool.
Who in the Devildom made MC mad? Asmo and Levi is crying. Mammon is pacing around the common room. Luci, Satan, and Belphie are seething. Beel lost his appetite.
They did not notice anything while at RAD, or when the residents from Purgatory Hall visited.
Was it because Beel ate MC's pudding, when she specifically said that she's keeping it because she will eat it as a midnight snack?
Was it Levi when he *asked* MC to watch new anime season installment, for 3 nights in a row?
Or Satan when he spam messaged MC with cat pictures?
Spoiler- It was actually Solomon who switched it to angry just to troll the demon brothers and MC though that it was not a big deal anyway đ¤Ł
a/n: I want one of those plushies too, they're so cute.
when mc has a reversible mood plushie | the demon brothers
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cw: a bit of mischevious sleep/dream stuff in belphie's section.
They freak out when they see your plushie is turned to the angry side and assume you're unhappy. One day they peek in your room to talk to you. They spot the little octopus plushie laying on your bed and it's flipped back to the happy side again. Yay! But wait, what did they do to make you so happy in the first place?!
Lucifer thinks that you liked all the extra time you spent helping him with some student council business this week. You complained at the time, but was that a ruse to hide how much you enjoyed his company as much as he secretly enjoyed yours?
Mammon thinks you're his good luck charm and wouldn't you know it, he just hit it big at the casino. He has a few outstanding bills to pay off, but first he's gonna buy you something nice!
Levi gave you some extra gacha capsule toys he had duplicates of. He wasn't even sure if you liked that anime, but maybe he guessed your favourite character by accident. (After this, he's going to give you a lot of little gifts featuring a particular character whose name you don't even remember, but he looks so excited to give them to you that you can't refuse.)
Satan thinks about the books he's lent you recently and assumes curling on the sofa with a good book solved all your problems. He loves those particular books and now he's certain that you love them too. Of course you did, who else knows your taste in literature or anything else better than him? He can't wait to talk to you about them in more detail later.
The only thing Asmo can think of is that you realized a selfie of you two together on Devilgram started trending before he even noticed. Well, he's going to be taking your picture a lot more from now on. It's adorable how camera-shy you are, but he promises to keep most of them private for only the two of you to enjoy. âĄ
Beel avoided a meltdown last night when the buffet he took you to threatened to cut him off. He tries really hard to keep his hunger in check when you go out together, so you must be really proud of him! Maybe he'll pick up a few dozen cupcakes at Madam Scream's as a thank-you gift...
Belphie could tell you were feeling stressed last night. His brothers just don't know how to leave you alone, do they? They bother you with their foolishness and you're too nice to say no (even though he knows your grumpy little octopus friend is a warning to them all if they don't get the hint). If he made you a little drowsy after dinner so you could go to bed early and get a good night's sleep, that's his business. He thought he was careful not to leave a trace when he visited your dreams last night too, but maybe you knew he was there all along? Well, he's happiest when he can spend time with you, awake or asleep, so it makes sense you feel the same way.
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We can all agree that our little gremlin boy Lan has a big head, don't we? Like we love him, he's cute(hot af too), but boy was blessed with a big head đ
so I just had the funniest scene of his wife complaining to him about his big head while drowned in hormones when she's pregnant with Tilly. Like really complaining, but laughing at the same time, and maybe his sisters or max and P are cackling while he tries not to laugh too much not to hurt her feelings,but they all end up having a laughing fit together đ
Note: when I was a baby, my head was so big that I had to get a series of tests and scans to rule out any problems! In the doctor's words, fortunately, the only problem I would have was finding a hat that fits! So I relate to this very much - also, absolutely agree with all you've said!
Cw: reader is pregnant
The annual Norris family summer vacation was well underway by the time you decided which days you wanted to spend on the boat, Oliver and Savannah staying inside with the girls along with Adam and Cisca who decided they would make lunch for everyone.
"Do you know what I have just realised?", you spoke to Flo as you both watched Lando and Cisca's boyfriend jump into the water, "your brother has a massive head - like, it's really big, specially when you compare to Max's", you pointed to your husband's best friend.
That morning, you cried about the fact that your bikini dug on your hips only for Lando to tell you that you hadn't tired the sides properly and that you had more than enough room to accommodate your growing body, so right now this was a way better way to deal with the rush of hormones you were having.
"I think we all do, to be fair - Cisca has the smalled one I guess", Flo squinted as she looked at her sister who walked closer to you.
"Why are you looking at me like that?", Cisca wondered.
"I've just realised how big your brother's head is and how I'm probably going to be split apart when this little girl - little body but surely a big head - joins us", you rubbed your bump as tears formed in your eyes.
"Oh, Y/N, my friends have had babies with big heads and they're fine", Pietra offered, "they were just fine", she said before waving at Max so him and Lando could come to the rescue.
"I don't know why I'm crying, which makes this even worse - Goodness", you wiped your eyes and chuckled, "I can feel her head, it's about here from what I remember from the scans - and it's big, like, really big! How is that going to work?", you blurted.
"What's the matter? Is everything alright? Y/N, are you good? Is it Tilly?", Lando asked worriedly as he saw you break into a fit of giggles and seeing the girls fight their laughter a bit before joining.
"The matter is that you have a big head and Tilly's will also be big", you explained, "I'm not the tiniest person ever, so there's definitely room but can you imagine? I have to ask your mother how big your head was when you were born because I feel like I need to do prep work for it", you mused, "it's all natural until you decide to have a kid with the guy who has a big head".
"Oh, Y/N has gone dark", Max muttered, earning himself a swat on his forehead from Pietra, "what? Did I lie?", he hissed, containing his laughter.
"I'm not sure what you'd like me to do here, my love", Lando admitted, sitting next to you and attempting to squeeze your thigh lovingly, knowing the affectionate gesture could go both ways.
"Our baby is making me feel like I have the emotional and cognitive skills of a toddler", you mumbled as you cuddled your husband, supporting your bump with a pillow Flo got for you as you both layed down.
"It's okay, Y/N, I don't mind having to reason with you - we'll consider this practice for when we have our little one, okay beautiful?", Lando kissed your forehead.
(Thank you for sending this in â¨ď¸)
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đŞąđ§ Wiggly Wednesday đ§ đŞą
Tagged by @wheneverfeasible đ I'm a week late but I got there. This is also me tagging you back!
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I'm thinking about Steve Harrington growing up hating everyone.
His dad is cruel, so he hates him.
His mom tells him men are dogs. Men are pigs. Men will do or say anything to get what they want. So he hates her.
The boys at school are cruel like his dad, just like his mom warned him, so he hates them.
He starts high school. He's tall, with big eyes, thick hair, and cute lips. Girls were nice to him, he thought they were friends. But they only did what they did and said what they said to crawl under him and wield him like a trophy. So he hates them.
Hates them less when he's buried inside them. Hates them more when they leave the same night.
He's a man now, just like his dad. So he hates himself.
Carol's the same as other girls, but different. She leaves but comes back sometimes. Hangs around. She meets Tommy, and Steve likes Tommy. But they're mean to Nancy, and Nancy's the only thing Steve loves. So he hates them too.
He hates Billy. Hates him as much as he hates his father. Billy's easy to hate.
Nancy thinks he's bullshit. He tries to hate her, but it's hard.
The kids... he can't find a reason to hate them. They're loud and obnoxious and snappy, but they like him. They always come around. They call him out when he's bitchy, and he likes that. He chases after them, drives them around. Shoots hoops with Lucas, let's Max teach him how to skateboard, does most of the heavy lifting for Dustin's experiments.
There's no way he can hate them.
And that's when he realizes how fucking draining it is to hate that many people. He's exhausted. So he decides to stop.
Robin wants him to hate her. She's desperate for it because that would make everything so much easier. He doesn't hate her. And she finds she can't hate him in return.
Eddie's the first person he meets who likes him. Doesn't want anything from him, isn't using him, doesn't hate him, doesn't just see him as a protector or babysitter or a good fuck or a failure or an idiot. Eddie likes him for him, exactly the way he is.
It's easy to love Eddie.
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#this got out of hand#couldve spent more time on this but oh well#wiggly wednesday#steve harrington#stranger things#the party#steve and the party#steddie#steve harrington meta#queeniewritesstories#queenie's void thoughts#eddie munson#platonic stobin
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i keep getting amazed by how starkly different betelgeuse and lydiaâs dynamic is in the movie versus the cartoon. what do you mean one was based on the other? how did we get âthat WAS you stalking me!â from the same source material as âyouâre one of a kind, beetlejuice. donât ever change.â
yeah it happens
it seems like they decided on making a beetlejuice animated series first, and then they tried to figure out how to make it kid friendly. there's this interview that says stephen ouimette's first beetlejuice voices were very close to keaton's in the movie, but that they felt there was something very off about having an "evil creepy guy with a goth girl in the attic" and that was when they decided to soften the character. ouimette did a lighter and funnier voice and that alone was enough for them to feel like he wasn't a threat and the goth girl was safe around him. and i guess things just took off from there as they figured out the characters. it IS a children's cartoon, and being ran by abc at the time they had to keep things cute and wholesome. tim burton was very involved in the creation process (as much as he could while working on batman) so having bj and lydia be friends instead of enemies was pretty much his choice. but again, kids cartoon ran by abc. and that's why we have sugary sweet quotes like the one you said.
seems like even back then tim has always preferred a more amicable dynamic for those two. we already know him, michael, winona, everyone in the cast wants them to be together to some degree thanks to recent interviews. and i think that is why beetlejuice's character was slightly changed in the sequel, from an evil creepy guy to just....a creepy guy with a crush i guess. point is, they don't want him to be The Bad Guy anymore and that's why the sequel is the way it is.
BUT they can't just make him "not evil" and expect it to work, that would make no sense, he still needs to have this creepy and wrong edge to him, and lydia's not gonna just forgive and forget what happened in the first movie. so, combining allllll these elements, we get this brand new dynamic between them: creepy guy in love with the woman he's been stalking for 30 years (pure insanity but not exactly evil) and woman who's like "ugh not this fucking guy again" but still goes to him for help, begrudgingly. she can't quite get rid of him. they're obviously not enemies anymore and they're not friends either. but now it's a bit more believable for them to reach some sort of amicability, eventually.....perhaps in the third one.....we shall see
AND THAT.......is how we got from this concept
to this concept
and finally this concept.
three entirely different dynamics. three three three. rule of thirds, you know i love it. it's a crazy journey but i think it makes more sense when broken down like this.
musical stuff isn't really part of this journey BUT the musical did help soften people's perception of beetlejuice even MORE, so now pretty much everyone can buy into the idea that he can be more than just an "evil creepy guy," to the point where soooo many people were actually dying to see the two team up and be friends in the sequel.
and now the original movie feels like the outlier. oh the IRON-E ok sorry im not using that pun again
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Playlist Love | Jungkook | Slow Down | Chase Atlantic
Play it again...and again and again and again.
Summary: Jungkook's party isn't exactly how he had envisioned spending his birthday so sneaking out with you was the only way he wanted to end his night. Based off of Chase Atlantic's discography. Specifically 'Slow Down', 'OHMAMI', 'HEAVEN AND BACK', 'Meddle About', 'Friends', 'Now' and I think that's it đ
Pairing: Sunshine f!reader x Grumpy Jungkook established relationship (Written in Jungkook's pov) Word Count: 4k~ Warnings: Smut smut and more smut and explicit language ofc cuz it's Chase Atlantic. Jungkook is low-key a dick and hates everyone but has a very soft spot for the reader.
The music that seemed deafening on arrival has become nothing but a hum in the back of my mind, vision focused only on her. Watching the way she speaks, the way she smiles and specifically how tempting she looks in that dress.
"Aye birthday boy, you wanna beer?" one of the many guys who suddenly thinks they're my best friend tonight asks yet again. "Nah man I'm good" I say, scooting over when he goes to sit on the couch next to me, now stuck between him and the couple who have been sucking face for the past ten minutes.
This party although for me hasn't entertained me in the slightest. It's harsh to say but when my best friend is the one who decides to throw it it's more or less just another one of his usual ragers that have become less and less my style since I left college.
"That your girl?" the guy who's name I haven't bothered to learn asks, following my line of sight to her, dancing in a circle of girls that are just as intoxicated as she is, if not more.
"Yeah, she's mine" I mumble, loving the way those words taste on my tongue. "Nice" he drags out, clearly overcompensating for guy talk. He's drunk though so I guess I can't expect an original or coherent thought to come out of him.
As I tune out whatever else he's saying I opt to listen to the lyrics of a familiar song I've heard her play ad nauseam when we're together and I realize I had never fully digested what they're saying.
I don't know if you already know how But girl, I got the feeling that you know now You're buried in the pillow, yeah, you're so loud But I'm about to show you, baby, slow down
Visions of her with her face buried in a pillow entertain me. Back arched and ass up, the pleasure too much yet not enough, begging me to go faster but all I do is slow down. Pressing down between her shoulder blades to muffle her cries of protest since she's being way too fucking loud. Nothing stoping me from keeping a slow stroke going, denying her her release again and again until she's broken.
"Aye Jungkook" the guy calls out, knocking me out of my fantasy and bringing me back to reality.
"What?" I answer curtly, already sexually frustrated from those thoughts alone, leaving me ticked off. "That guy is trying to make a move on your girl" he say. My eyes although hadn't left her, fogged over with the illusion my twisted mind had created leaving me blind to the pitiful interaction in front of me.
I get up from the couch wordlessly and stalk towards the dance floor, weaving through the crowd haphazardly just to get to her and once I do I grab her wrist and pull on it a bit, making her stumble, her back now pressed up against my chest.
"Who's this?" I whisper in her ear, showing a sense of intimacy enough to make the man who had clear plans with her in mind uncomfortable.
She giggles at the ticklish feeling and leans into me once she's realize who it is. "Oh um, I dunno" her speech cutely slurred making me laugh at how much she actually didn't care to learn anything about him.
"Oh! Um what's your name?" she asks, no doubt feeling a little embarrassed and asking just to clumsily remedy the situation. "Jake" he replies dryly, sizing me up now instead of paying attention to her, knowing that he's lost the battle and the war.
"Well Jake, I suggest you find another girl" I say, turning her around so her focus is on me but in true drunk y/n fashion she never wants anyone to be left on a bad note. "It was nice meeting you" she says over her shoulder, his eyes going between her and I, my eyes in response wordlessly telling him to walk away and he does, eyeing the crowd to find another girl who might bother giving him the time of day.
"Hi Koo" she say happily, running her hands up my biceps and shoulders before locking her fingers behind my neck, trapping me in her hold. "Hi baby" I say softly, caressing her face for a second and noticing how warm she's gotten.
"You wanna come sit?" I nod my head towards the area I just came from, the couple from before gone, no doubt getting that room they should've gotten half an hour ago. "No, dance with me" she slurs, dragging out the first word, pulling me closer to make a point. My hands now placed on her hips while she gets lost in the music again.
Girl, just scream it out Tell me what you're thinking No, I wanna see you undress now I wanna hear you confess now
"You having fun" I ask, amused at how adorable she's acting, a dazed giggly mess. "Mhm so much fun. Are you?" she asks, not wanting to be the only one of us enjoying ourselves since technically it is still my party. "I am but I'd rather get outta here" I confess, having had fun at the beginning but this past hour or two has been excruciating, nursing my water to make sure I'm good to drive us home while watching her tease me without even knowing it.
"But my friends just got here" she says, gesturing to some people who had been here for long enough. "All of your friends have been here for so long. Which means we've been here for way too long " I argue and she shakes her head before realizing how bad of an idea that is, clearly having made herself dizzy from the way she stumbled, resigning to a pout instead.
"Don't look at me like that" I chuckle, kissing her pouty lips which she responds to right away, her clumsy kisses tasting like the many drinks she's had tonight. "What are my friends gonna think if we leave so early? It's your birthday" she asks, not realizing it's well past two am.
"I'm sorry to say this babe but I don't give a fuck about your friends right now" I whisper in her ear, my words making her shiver. "I'm sure what I've got to offer you tonight is a lot better than what they can give" I say, kissing her neck to prove my point leaving her humming in contentment.
"Lemme finish up my bottle then we'll g-go" she says and I chuckle while pulling back to look at her. "Do you even know where it is?" I cock a brow and when she opens her mouth to respond her brows soon furrow in confusion. "That's what I thought" I say and when she goes to protest I cut her off.
"You're not drinking what's in that fucking bottle y/n even if you did find it" and she closes her mouth, her pupils dilating just the slightest bit telling me that she's fully ready to listen now.
"Go get your stuff" I say patting her ass twice before spinning her around and encouraging her to lead the way. She refused to give me her things at the beginning of the night, claiming she needed her lipstick or whatever so she better know where it is or we're leaving without it.
I don't have time to fuck around right now when I notice how high her dress had ridden up her thighs, leaving me following very close behind.
She finds her purse and double checks for her phone that's luckily in there too and before she can start saying goodbye to anyone I'm dragging her out of the house. "You guys sneaking out of your own party?" one of the guys who's smoking a cigarette by the front door asks.
"Yeah can you tell everyone we left? If they even bother to notice" I ask, helping her clumsily walk down the front porch steps. "I'll tell em, Happy Birthday dude" he says and at that we're walking to my car with y/n slurring out a goodbye for the both of us.
"Why do you wanna go home early?" she pouts, dragging out the last syllable while I help her down into the passenger seat. "I don't like partying like that anymore. Plus it's already two am so I'm pretty sure we've stayed long enough" I inform her but she's still not one hundred percent convinced.
"But it's your birthday! I thought we were gonna take an Uber home?" she asks, now confused and a little concerned. "I stopped drinking a couple hours ago so I'm fine. I'd never put my girl in danger like that" I assure her, caressing her cheek for a second when she leans into my touch, retracting it and putting her seatbelt on a moment later.
"You okay?" I ask, checking her out...for safety reasons of course, but those bare thighs are making it so much harder to keep my thoughts to myself. "I should've let you have fun" she sighs, regretting not offering to be the DD this time.
"It's okay baby, let's just get home yeah?" I say and she nods, her lips still very much pouted in remorse for her choices. "Better suck that lip back into your mouth or I'll make you suck something else" I warn and she listens right away, knowing I'll make good on my promise and I smile when I see her rubbing her thighs together. "Good girl" I rasp and close her door before rounding the car to my side.
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"Did you have a good birthday?" she asks after we've been driving on the highway for a while, taking sips from the water I bought her. "It's not over yet" I smile, looking over and seeing she's starting to sober up...barely. "But it's past midnight" she says and I shake my head. "It's not over yet since I still haven't gotten to unwrap my gift yet" I say scanning her body but she tilts her head at me.
"But I already gave you your present" she says, brows furrowed and completely oblivious to what I'm thinking. "Yes you did baby and it was a very nice gift but I'm not talking about that" I say, thinking she'll understand this time but with her still coming out of her drunken state she's not the sharpest tool in the shed just yet.
"What do yo-" she starts but cuts herself off when she feels my hand that's been on her thigh slide just the slightest bit higher and she flutters her lashes, sobering up just a bit more at the implications of my action.
"Is that okay with you" I ask, rubbing circles on her inner thigh to reassure her that it's her decision. We're both comfortable having drunk sex together but she knows she can always say no.
She stares down at my hand for a while, no doubt lost in a similar daze I had been in at the party not too long ago. "It's okay you don't have to answer now. Drink some more water and you can decide when we get home" I say, sliding my hand to rest just above her knee so she don't feel too much pressure.
After a couple of minutes of her contemplative silence I glance over and see that she's smiling to herself, a clear sign that we're both getting what we want tonight but I decide to take my hand off of her leg, opting to grab my phone and put on her playlist, the one that I've realized leaves nothing to the imagination.
Once we hit the first chorus I realized that this is the perfect one to get her to realize what I've been thinking about since we got in the car. From the way she changes her posture and glances over at me I know it's only a matter of time and when the second verse hits she's rubbing her thighs together again.
Bend it over slow 'cause daddy I know how you like it Backseat of the 'Rari pullin' over just to ride it
"You okay?" I ask her, noticing how she's bouncing one of her legs up and down, a usual nervous habit of hers but in this case it's to give herself some stimulation and we both know that. She nods and clears her throat to get rid of any nervous tone that no doubt would've come out of her and opts to nod.
"Okay" I smirk, going back to driving but I place my hand on her thigh again, stopping her ministrations and making her just as impatient as I've felt since that fucking song at the party...literally.
Hit one-fifty on the dash, I bent the corner Then she bent it for me sideways, uh I might have to fuck her on the highway, yeah
"Pull over" she mumbles and I smirk, thanking the artists on this song but making her say it again. "What was that? I couldn't hear you baby" I taunt, sliding my hand further up her thigh and squeezing it to reassure her since I know she's embarrassed.
"I said pull over" she commands which takes me by surprise but I do as she says, opting to take the next exit instead of the very reckless suggestion from the lyrics.
Once I get off the highway I find a secluded parking space in an otherwise completely vacant lot and turn off the car.
"What was it that you wanted to talk about?" I tease, turning my whole body to face her and the next second she's unbuckling her seatbelt and yanking on my collar to smash her lips against mine. Lips, teeth and tongue clashing, kissing each other breathless until she has to pull away, chest heaving and her bottom lip already starting to swell.
"We can wait until we get ho-" "No!" she interrupts me, her eyes opening with a glazed over look from arousal and her slightly intoxicated state. "No I wanna do this. Here. Now" she says, pulling me in for another kiss and I reciprocate it, my hands feeling for my own seatbelt to get it off of me.
I hold her face in place with one hand while the other is grabbing onto her forearm, pulling her over to to sit in my lap and when she gets the message I start pushing my seat back to make room for her but she still ends up landing her ass on the horn, making her bite my lip in surprise.
"Shhh" I chuckle, guiding her hips to sit on my lap instead, "You sure you're okay?" I tease, sliding my hands up her bare thighs, my fingers just barely slipping under the hem of her dress in case she says no.
She wanna fuck me, okay? She wanna know how it tastes
"Yes" she groans, clearly frustrated with me asking her again, shutting up any questions of doubt when she starts to unbuckle my belt.
"Someone's extremely impatient huh?" I say while she unbuttons my jeans, leaning back in my seat and lifting my hips for her so she can slide my jeans and boxers down, spitting on her hand afterwards and wrapping her hand around my dick, stroking it up and down at a lazy pace and taking control.
I hum and lay back, my eye half lidded and watching her as she takes special care to pay attention to what she's doing. "Feel so good" I encourage her, wanting to get her attention so she'll look at me, her lashes fluttering before she does, her bottom lip between her teeth from concentrating too hard.
"Come here" I say, caressing her face and tugging her lip free before kissing her, this time at a slower more sensual pace that matches the way her hand is stroking my length up and down, up and down.
"Fuck you're so good to me" I curse when her thumb runs along my tip, pulling away from her lips and kissing down her jaw to pepper kisses along the column of her neck, sucking marks into her skin when her hand tightens on my length and starts picking up the pace.
I groan against her skin and bite down to muffle the sound of any others coming after that but once I get too close I tell her to stop. "S-shit wait, wait" I say and she does, taking her hand off and looking at me, concern written on her face but I clear my throat and answer the question that's clearly written all over her face.
"Wanna fuck you" I say and slide my hand all the way up her dress, going to press against her clit and realizing there's no barrier. "You're not wearing anything under this?" I ask, raising my brow and getting the answer myself when I'm able to put a finger inside her.Â
I pump it in and out until she starts to ride my fingers, adding another one but making her do the work. She shakes her head, resting both of her hands on my shoulders to keep her balance.
"T-took them off when you got me the w-water" she stutters, admitting to what she did when I went inside of the gas station. "You little minx" I chuckle, adding another finger and making her clench around them, a yelp coming out of her when she sinks back down, not expecting the stretch just yet.
"Thought it would be easier for when we got h-home" she explains, the innocence in her tone contradicting the way she's using my fingers to get off. "You we're trying to make it easier for me to fuck this pussy as soon as we got home. Didn't know you were as eager to get fucked as I was to fuck you" I hum, loving the way I've trained my girl.
I take my fingers out of her and she whimpers in protest. "Patience Princess" I scold, grabbing her hips so she'll hover over my length, taking one hand off to help line up with her entrance. She looks at me and my eyes flicker down to where she's hovering and when she starts to lower herself down she rests her forehead against mine, squeezing her eyes shut while her nails dig into my shoulders.
She lets out a whine and I can tell that the stretch is starting to burn from the way her walls are sucking me in. I hiss when she clenches around me, sensitive from denying myself of an orgasm in favor of prepping her to fuck sooner.
"It's okay baby, s-slow down" I stutter, nudging my nose against hers and grabbing her hips to stabilize her, gripping them so hard that my fingers will have left bruises for her to see in the morning. Her breathing is shaky when she takes in more, her pussy wrapped around my dick like it was made for me.Â
"Just like that, doing so good for me" I say, brows pinched together when she clenches around me again, praise always having this effect on her. "Gonna be good and ride me on your own or you want me to help you?" I ask, tilting her chin up since her eyes have been focused on where we're connected, me being balls deep inside of her while she controls her breathing until she's comfortable.Â
"Wanna be g-good" she stutter, her hands bracing herself on my shoulders before lifting her hips a bit, sinking back down on me before repeating the motion, her movements getting more bold as she finds her rhythm.Â
Her tits bounce in front of me, adding another layer to this erotic scene but I need to get this dress off of her so I can see them, the top part basically slipping off already because of the strapless nature and the rumbled state it's in from not having more space to move around.
I slide it down and immediately place my mouth on one of her tits, grabbing the other one and toying with her nipple making her yelp in surprise, her mind focused on keeping a steady rhythm and forgetting that I'm able to explore her body while she does so.Â
"It's okay baby keep going. Doing such a good job riding me" I coach her, placing a kiss on her open mouth, her face looking so fucked out already. "Fuck you're gorgeous" I groan, pulling her back into a deeper kiss, her gasping against my lips when I buck my hips into her.
"J-jungkook" she stutters, my name sounding so forbidden on her lips, little sounds of pleasure following, soon replaced with sounds of frustration. "Does baby want some help now?" I ask, running my thumb along her bottom lip, her lip gloss replaced with the swollen color sucked into it.Â
She nods her head and shyly admits her need for me to take over, the sight endearing if she didn't have my cock buried deep inside her.
Gripping her hips again and urging her to move I lend my strength to keep the momentum going leaving both of us unable to hold back sounds of ecstasy. The squelching sound from the way her dripping wall suck me in making it hard for me to keep going.Â
The thoughts of my cum dripping out of her and making an even bigger mess as she rides me being too close...too attainable to hold back for much longer.Â
"Just like that, you're doing so well. Riding me and giving me such a pretty view. The only gift I fucking care about" I curse, the sight of her with her mascara running and her lashes damp from the pleasure being too much for her, mouth letting out unrestrained moans as she gets closer being just enough for me to hit that climax.Â
"Baby you c-close? Fuck" I groan feeling her clench again, the sensation almost being my undoing. She nods her head and smashes her lips against mine, bringing me into a sloppy uncoordinated kiss, making me swallow her moans as the both of us finally come undone. Pleasure washing over us in waves as her walls flutter around me, the feeling of my cum dripping out of her being so disgustingly forbidden it's making me want more of her again.Â
"Did so good for me" I soothe while rubbing her back as she lays against my chest, her mind no doubt still up on cloud nine from the way I felt her body reacting to me. "Made me feel so good" I whisper, kissing her temple and waiting for her to come back down to earth.Â
"Baby?" I ask while feeling her relax into me, nuzzling her face into my neck. She hums in response before sitting up, making me hiss from the sensation, still sensitive from how well she rode me, my dick still very much buried inside of her.Â
"You ready to go home?" I ask, wiping off some of the black tears that have almost slowed to a stop off her cheeks. She hum again and starts to fix her dress, getting off my lap and making herself whine from the loss of feeling full.
I tuck myself back into my jeans and then reach into the backseat and grab the hoodie I had back there and place it on her lap. She smiles sheepishly and slips it over her head, her body now enveloped in my scent with hers still very much all over me.
"Drink some more water" I say, picking up the bottle I got her so she can hydrate some more after the number she did on me. I put her seatbelt on her while she does as I ask, making sure she's fully secure before I fix my seat and put mine on as well.Â
"How do you feel about your birthday now?" she rasps once we've gotten back on the highway, a lazy smile on her face while she admires me. "Like I said...it's not over yet"
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Heyyy . Thank you for opening your request. How about the reader finding out Armando being on the run with Mike and Marcus, has been secretly following them to make sure they're safe (mostly mando) .
Here you go loveđ¤
This was too cute ahhh...I cant lie I kind of dragged it....reader stood on business bout her manđ
From the tent, y/n looked around the scene. Cops were everywhere, looking to identify the bodies of the crash. It was a mess.
"Keep tracking, y/n. See if you notice any disturbances⌠we need to know if there are any survivors," your advisor pats your shoulder before walking off into the crowd.
'Who hijacks a police helicopter?'
Typing away on the computer, you continue to run scans and check surveillance for anything to help the team. Hearing a truck pull in, U.S. Marshall Judy Conrad steps out of the vehicle to meet with Captain Rita and another marshal.
"You ID the bodies?"
"Roger, we got three unaccounted for⌠Lowrey, Burnett, and Aretas."
Stopping your motions, you look up as Judy calls out to pay attention, deeming the three as suspects on the case.
'Of course⌠only they can involve themselves in shit like this.'
Shaking your head, you get up from the computer and walk over to Rita, still standing where Judy left her.
"Cap."
Sighing at the girl in front of her, Rita shakes her head, putting her hands on her hips. "Not now, y/l/n⌠I can't afford any more close relations to the suspects," she sighs, turning around.
"Captain, come on. Suspects? You really believe they would do some dumb shit like this?" you ask, putting your arms up with your brow raised.
"Y/n, I-" she stumbles over her words, staring at you with a solemn look on her face.
"I-my job isn't set on what I believe personally⌠it's set on facts, and the fact is Mike, Marcus, and Armando are on the run for something, and right now, evidence says they are the ones to kill the pilo-"
Rolling your eyes, you look at Rita one more time before walking away back to your station.
"I can't believe this shit."
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Pacing back and forth in your living room, you've been, illegally, using surveillance of nearby cameras surrounding the crime scene all night trying to locate the boys.
Knowing everyone in the field is dead set on them being suspects, you decided to use your own skills to find them without notifying anyone. It wasn't to involve yourself in the situation but more so to make sure everyone was okay. Falling 10,000 feet in the air in a helicopter crash, someone was bound to be hurt, right? And it's not like anyone could check into a hospital to get treated because then they would risk getting caught, and it's just too much to think about.
Hearing a beep come from your computer, you quickly make your way to your couch and set the device on your lap, eagerly looking at the screen for what popped up.
"The Pony?" you mumble, confused at the location the boys found themselves.
"After all this, they go to a nightclub," you scoff, watching them walk into the building. Looking ridiculous, might you add. Closing your laptop, you quickly run into your room to change.
Stumbling to put on your jeans, you hear a small meow come from your bed. Looking over at your cat watching you rush, tilts their head at your actions, meowing again.
"Don't worry, mommy is going to get daddy and smack grandpa across his head for dragging him into some bullshit," you smile, running your hand across her fur, earning another meow.
"Sorry, bad language, dragging him into a mess," you say before grabbing your keys off Armando's end table.
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Pulling into the lot, you watch as police and ambulances surround the area. Looking around, you notice a car in flames and some men getting taken into custody.
"What the fuckâŚ" you mumble in awe.
Noticing Judy and a team behind her, you quickly turn off the car and duck down to avoid being noticed.
"They escaped, make sure you cover all ends of the road. They can't be too far," you hear her yell out to the crew.
Looking up, you check for any traffic cameras. Noticing one in the alleyway, you grab your laptop from the front seat and hack into it. Watching them run off before the footage cuts off, you look up at the direction they ran to. Noticing the docks are that way, you think of one place they would think to go.
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Hearing a knock on the door, everyone looks up, then looks at each other.
"You expecting company?" Marcus asks, looking at Dorn, who has a confused look on his face.
"No⌠no one comes by here," he says, slowly getting up.
Kelly gets up, grabbing her gun, and slowly signals to Dorn to open the door. Everyone else stands clear and defensively just in case they get attacked.
Grabbing the knob, as soon as Dorn turns it, the person on the other side busts through, causing Kelly to aim her gun.
"Whoa, whoa, it's me!" you scream out, putting your hands up.
"Jesus Christ, y/n, don't do that," Kelly sighs in relief, placing her gun on the table.
"Y/n?" Armando says, noticing your figure from the doorway.
Turning around, you look over at Armando, still dressed in the hideous Bud Light shirt that he somehow manages to pull off⌠actually, he pulls it off really well, but forget that, that's not important right now. Glaring at him, you make your way to the desk he was leaning on.
"Are you dumb or are you dumb?" you ridicule.
"What?" he asks, scrunching his face.
Rolling your eyes, you hug him in relief, prompting him to wrap his strong arms around you without any hesitation.
"As long as you're okay," you sigh, leaning into his embrace. It's been so long since you were able to last hold him, let alone touch him, so the bashing could wait.
Pulling back, you bring your hands to his face and look him up and down to check for any injuries.
"I'm okay, mi amor," he says softly, looking down at you analyzing him. He squeezes your hands holding his face.
"Jesus, did you catch on fire or something? What happened to your pants?" you ask, looking down, noticing some burnt pieces on his jeans.
"Should've seen it, your man was el fuego," Marcus laughs, causing you to quickly turn your head towards him and glare at him.
"Why would you say that?" you hear Armando say behind you.
Making your way over to Marcus, you slap him across the head, making him step back and draw his hand up to his head to soothe the ache caused by your hand.
"Owww, what you do that for?"
Hearing Mike try to stifle his laugh, you quickly smack him across the back of his head too, causing him to straighten up in his seat and look at you, holding his head.
"That's for involving my man in your bullshit, Mike."
Hearing Armando chuckle, you look back over at him and cross your arms.
"I don't know what you're laughing for? I'm not done with you," you say, raising your brow.
"amor..."
A/N: They better stop playing with readers manđââď¸âŚ he gotta come home safe without a scratch, or there's going to be problems...
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My Favorite Expressions in Love Sea Ep. 6
Every week I think I cannot possibly be having a better time with this show than I already am and every week I'm proven wrong. I LOVE IT HERE AND I'M HAVING A GREAT TIME!
Well Mut, I suffer from this condition as well. It's called Permanent Heart Eyes and it's incurable.
This is such a universal expression. Anyone who has ever watched someone they love eat something they cooked for them and enjoy it has made this face. Food is the greatest love language of them all.
Also, very pleasantly surprised to learn that Tongrak is a leftovers girly. I didn't expect him to be and now I love him even more.
Peat really has mastered the shift from 𼺠to đĽ°. He does it a lot this episode and it barely takes him a full second each time, I love it.
When I tell you I COULD. NOT. LOVE. THIS. MAN. MORE. We only see him in profile when he delivers the last part of this line but this is a delightfully murderous expression. If I don't get a scene of Mahasamut cussing Prin out I'm going to be so disappointed.
The utter shock at hearing that Mut wants to hear about Tongrak from him. The quiet disbelief. The relief. I can't show it in a screenshot but Tongrak breathes out when Mut says this and his shoulders relax. No one has ever given this man the courtesy of asking directly if they want to know something about him and allowing him to decide if he wants to share things and Mut does it so easily.
The way he marvels at Mahasamut as it sinks in that he gets a choice, that he gets to decide if and how much to tell is just... it's lovely and completely fucking heartbreaking at the same time.
And because he was actually given a choice, he had no choice but to open up. Mut has made him feel so safe and respected that opening up becomes easy.
"Even though they have a complete, loving family with a loving father."
Stab me, it would hurt less.
No expression but the vibe is "I didn't say you could hug me but also I'm going to cling to you for dear life and try to burrow inside of your chest".
This is another one of those scenes that could have its own dedicated post and for which I would hit the picture limit immediately because the expressions were phenomenal and numerous so I'm cutting myself off.
Would you look at that. Tongrak opened up and now we're cuddling and taking a nap inside of the bedroom no one has ever been allowed to enter. Phenomenal. I'm so proud of this sleepy kitten.
Quick, someone google "how to tell your buddy that you're his husband's best friend's new sugar baby" for Mut he's asking for a friend it's him he's the friend.
THE CUTE AGGRESSION IS ETERNAL AND RELENTLESS.
Fort does the scolded puppy face so well.
Well aren't WE a jealous little jellyfish, Khun Tongrak? He's so bitchy I love him so much.
Not pictured: him refusing to speak first when he talks to Connor even though he's the one who called and the 30 different emotions he goes through during that call.
I spy with my little eye TWO jealous lil jellyfish. What's a group of jellyfish called?
*looks*
A bloom. There's a bloom of pouty jealous jellyfish in this house. I do love when "fights" are for silly reasons and everyone involved knows they're being ridiculous.
Side note: I covet this wallpaper. I need it on one of my bedroom walls immediately.
Also, I would like to do my clown check in for the week and point out that Vivi has solid-colored textured pillows and patterned pillows on her couch but Tongrak chose to cuddle the patterned ones.
We finally got to meet Tongrak's niece Meena and oh but she's a darling, precocious little thing. I also look at Mahasamut like this but you have no business doing it, miss thing, you're a baby! Same goes for reading your uncle's novels I say as someone who started reading romance novels when I was about her age.
2.7 seconds apart. I timed it. I'm saying it every week at this point but Peat, I love everything you do with your face.
And I am very quickly growing to love everything Nina does with that cute little face, too. It's good for Meena to see her beloved uncle being so loved by the beautiful man living in his house.
I have so much more to say about Meena but that definitely will get its own post because it's not limited to her facial expressions. There's a lot to unpack in this scene and in the cafe scene with her and Mut.
I mean--do I even need to say anything? I can't wait to reblog every single gif I can find of this scene because it had me screaming into a pillow like Tongrak.
I'm reaaaaally starting to hate the 30 image photo limit because it truly is not enough to capture everything I love in this feast of a show. Prepare to be so sick of me because there WILL be more posts about this episode.
Also, if you'd like to be tagged in my weekly ramblings about micro-expressions, let me know! đ
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Bestie I NEED to hear your thoughts about Harley and Bruce possibly being secret twins đđđđđ
Been thinking about this for WEEKS i fear!!!! This came right as 'rona dragged me down I'm sorry this took so long!!!
I don't know or care about how secret twins happens, what happens in the bedroom of Thomas and Martha and Alfred Pennywayne is NONE of my business unless they invite me which is fine btw
since they're fraternal twins they COULD TECHNICALLY have different dads. am I saying Alfred is Harley's bio dad perhaps and the clown is going to have empty space where his head used to be but I digress. This explains SO MUCH I feel but also we should in no way think that the parents know this. They don't know nor care because THAT IS THEIR BABIESSS. it would probably be Bruce and Harley finding out when they're forty or something because someone needs a kidney. They purposefully forget the information. They don't need it.
And as insufferable as Thomas is with Baby Brucie can you IMAGINE how AWFUL he would be as a Girl Dad tm. I am thinking of your "if you detain one you detain both I KNOW MY RIGHTS" post but with two children!!. Also Thomas would be THEEE cattiest mfer amongst the other dance moms. My god Alfred and Martha would never know peace. Also a million zillion pictures of each parent konked out while holding 2 sleeping toddlers, THINK on it I beseech thee it's so cute. (But then, Thomas accidentally saving/kidnapping Harley from the park and Bruce and Harley INSISTING they are identical twins. Everyone is like no you really aren't until Thomas gives them the most murderous look known to man over their tiny heads. VERY funny when Jason and Cass also do this)
Maybe Harley was very very sickly as a baby and they kept her a secret to keep the press away. I can see family not talking about Martha's pregnancy AT ALL particularly if it was high risk in any way like she would be visibly pregnant due any day and someone would ask her if she was excited about the baby and she would deadass say 'what baby'.
The ideal scenario the Pennywaynes have for their offspring is that they keep the bambini hidden. as far as the press knows one day 18 year olds pop up outside the Wayne Manor as fully formed scions to the empire. You've never heard of them before? GOOD. That was the point.
Also the DRAMA, the ANGST, I think this makes sense with Bruce's weird dynamic with the Joker (though this could work with just siblings ig)?
Bruce doesn't want to kill the person his twin loves because it would hurt his twin, who HE loves. And killing the Joker could result in Harley hating him! Bruce trying so hard to be supportive for Harley and just be there for her so when she finally decides to leave the Joker she knows Bruce has her back.
Bruce knowing all the stuff about what support systems do that helps and hurts victims of intimate partner violence so he's always playing this balancing act of what he feels like he can say/do about him before it affects Harley. And it being his self given job to stop the Joker from doing HIS self given job. If he helps Gotham he hurts Harley. If he tries to help Harley, he hurts Gotham (does very interesting things to the brainworms when thinking about Jason's murder! about why Bruce feels like he can't or shouldn't go after the Joker--because he's proven he will kill a child and use their mother to get them, that is not a man above using his partner to hurt his nemesis!!! and that would be a whole thing for Bruce, he doesn't act because he's genuinely terrified, worried that if he fails he'll lose harley too
idk if the Joker would know about Harley and Bruce being related or Bruce being Batman but I could see this being the turning point for how Harley views the Joker. Like, she'd been going over to the Manor to help Jason talk through his feelings every month for years. Would it have mattered if the Joker knew he was her nephew?)
Also makes the weird sexual tension Bats has with the Joker even weirder if he IS aware of their relationship. He'd be so gross about it. Yes the Joker wants the Wayne twins. He flirts with them in front of the other to piss them off, mostly Harley. Would highkey lie and say Bruce was flirting with him to drive a wedge between Bruce and Harley oh my god I went such a not fun direction with this
Identical twins could be very funny if they were separated at birth no i do not know why they would be separated just roll with me. the one that does not transition is like "why do you have a picture of me as a kid this is creepy what do you mean that's you' . Everyone at college is like ha ha you two look like you could be related! You do the same icky face when you eat pineapple. They dOn'T sEe iT
Maybe she was kidnapped (by like a very young deathstroke or something idk) and SOMEhow Oswald Cobblepot winds up with this feral toddler in his possession. A goon made a terrible life choice perhaps? And Ozzie is just an up and coming crime lord, still settling into the family business, how tf is he supposed to know the Waynes are missing THIS child? if he knew don't you think he'd be extorting people??? I think they could have some very fun and adorable Stacker Pentecost and Mako Mori vibes this man has NO idea how to raise a child but by god!! He will do it right!!! Literally nobody knows about her, he would have people killed for suspecting her existence.
But also take your daughter to work day??!? Harley yelling at incompetent goons in a sweet baby voice. Ozzie is SO PROUD of her, he wouldn't have minded her going into the family business but she's going to be a doctor!! He is just a proud papa!!! Fearsome crime lord The Penguin with sparkle pink nail polish and bows stuck to his head having a tea party with Lil Harley.
I think this is ALSO interesting with the Joker!! I would love if the only reason his dumb ass wasn't taken out the moment he stepped foot in Gotham was because he's Harley's Boyfriend. The only thing stopping the rogues from turning on him is that Harley likes him!! Is he the Gotham version of a crypto-finance bro?
What if it's an older Harley who is kidnapped? Like post Thomas and Martha shooting. It's part of what cements Bruce's notoriety as the Last Wayne. (Everyone asks if he can sense her through their Twin Bond and he gets sooooo mad that's not a real thing!!!! He feels so guilty because if that was a real thing, shouldn't he be able to find her? Shouldn't he know????)
Cut to Batman and Joker in a showdown and there is Harley and Bats CAN'T STOP STARING?!??? why does she seem so familiar? The Joker notices of course and starts saying some very crass things but the IMPORTANT part is that at some point Harley mentions not minding beating up on Batman because she once had a baby brother who was terrified of bats, so she's doing this for him!!! And Bruce is like wait I once had an older sister and I'M afraid of bats?!?!
Harley looks at him REALLY HARD and all of the sudden she's screaming "BABY B????" and roundhouse kicking the Joker into some metal oil drums. NOBODY beats up her baby brother!!!!
The rogues go fucking insane
(the age thing. Harley is technically a day older than Bruce. She was born at 11:50 PM and he was born at 12:05 AM. They make older sibling/younger sibling jokes all the time and think they are very funny. The Batkids would disagree)
#bruce wayne#batman#harley quinn#harleen quinzel#dc brainrot#asks answered#bruciemilf#obsessed with harley being the only reason the joker doesn't get killed all the time#like he was already doing his crime thing but it wasn't until he met harley that he really started gaining traction in gotham
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CL16/DR3 | Already Over | smau
part 8 | masterlist
an: i'm thinking this is only going to be like 1 more part. i have no clue what else to make happen tbh, dates/timestamps aren't important, pleas ignore them pairing: charles leclerc x fem!reader, daniel ricciardo x fem!reader
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liked by pierregasly, maxverstappen1 and 3.189.461 others charles_leclerc wish we could go back in time â¤ď¸ tagged: yourusername
danielricciardo watch it.
maxverstappen1 you're doing everything huh?
charles_leclerc ofc i am. i love her. yourbff fuck off. you had your chance and you fucked up big time. yourfriend not you doing all this AFTER she's moved on. stop fucking with her head dude. pierregasly don't listen to them mate, show her how much you love her! yoursister pierre shut the fuck up, or i will make sure you are not able to drive next weekend <3
tayslover it rubs me the wrong way that he's posting like this while she's in a relationship. also i really need her to be on top of her game when she tours with THE queen.
y/nsfclklore not you putting one above the other 𤨠swiftesversion because taytay is above everyone đââď¸ softy/n/n nahhh they're literally friends??? why put them against each other
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liked by taylorswift, landonorris and 3.156.442 others yourusername had a fantastic time the first night of the eras tour! thank you to everyone who cheered loudly for me, i appreciate all the support 𼚠tagged: taylorswift
danielricciardo looked gorgeous, sad i couldn't be there tonight
yourbff girlll you're shining!! we'll meet you at the next stop!! â¤ď¸
yourusername no way!! who's "we"?? 𤨠yourfriend don't worry it doesn't involve your stupid ex yourbff it does involve someone else tho đ maxverstappen1 i wonder who
y/nswrld can't wait to see you soon!
taylorswift you were amazing! glad i decided to bring you with me
yourusername thank you so much for the opportunity! <3
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liked by yourusername, maxverstappen1 and 4.009.877 others danielricciardo stay hydrated folks! tagged: yourusername
yourusername you really had to include that first pic? đ
danielricciardo ofc, i gotta get the message out there yourusername blocked.
landonorris you went and didn't invite me? kinda rude
danielricciardo sorry there wasn't space on the plane 𤡠yourbff do you have a private plane? landonorris yeah, why? yourfriend then we'll invite you the next time!
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liked by charles_leclerc, yourbff & 4.132.806 others yourusername this has been an amazing time! thank you so much for all the love!
danielricciardo you were amazing! loved seeing you do what you love
yourusername so happy you were able to be there! â¤ď¸ yourbff 𤎠danielricciardo you were the one to bring me? 𤨠yourbff doesn't mean you have to be this cute yourusername aww you called us cute
charles_leclerc you looked gorgeous!
nvrris.ae did she cover 'hopelessly devoted to you' every night? or just the nights daniel was there?
scfty/n every night! but she did seem to sing it with more passion and with a bigger smile on her face whenever her friends or daniel was in the crowd nvrris.ae that's really cute honestly
charles_leclerc
liked by carlossainz55, maxverstappen1 & 4.283.800 others charles_leclerc i was told to wait with making this statement until the whole situation had died down a little, but going to see yourusername live in sydney, i realized i'm done waiting. i love this woman with all my heart. i will do anything to win back your trust. i would stand in the rain for hours watching you do what you love, i would quit racing, i would go through fire and ice, and of course my pr manager is fired. i am truly and incredibly sorry for what i put you through, and i understand if you are never going to fully forgive me. i miss you, and i love you. and i hope you can find it in your heart to forgive me at some point. i know you're currently in a relationship, and i'm not asking you to drop that. i just want a second chance. i want a fresh start if you think that would be possible. i hope from the bottom of my heart, that we can start over. i already told you exactly what happened over text, and i talked with everyone in the team, they are more than willing to also tell the story from their perspective. tagged: yourusername
leclrcs this is honestly the cutest little statement ever
scuderia.sf get heeer
danielricciardo watch out.
charles_leclerc i understand the two of you are in a relationship, and i'm not going to fight you, i simply just want forgiveness. i'm not interested in breaking the two of you up
yoursister are you being fr right now??? she's over you. you didn't have to make a public statement or anything at all???
charles_leclerc as i stated, i'm not expecting her to forgive me right now, right this second. i'm expecting it's going to take time, and i'm gonna giver her all the time she needs. yoursister you better sleep with one eye open.
danielricciardo
liked by yourusername, yourbff & 3.458.124 others danielricciardo cool date idea: ask your girlfriend what she wants for dinner and then buy her favorite snacks too tagged: yourusername
yourusername best date to ever exist
yourbff wow what about that time i made you a homecooked meal? yourusername you almost burned down my house??? yourbff um i thought we agreed to not bring that up yourusername no you agreed with yourself to never bring that up, i never agreed.
landonorris and i wasn't invited because???
danielricciardo i didn't know we dated? yourusername care to explain yourself? landonorris yeah care to explain yourself? danielricciardo woah hold on how many people am i dating???
mayasheart aww this is such a cute idea! hold on i'm writing it down
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hi, this is the anon who sent regarding the elysia!reader x saiki ask!!
elysia!reader is an elegant, sweet, calm and cheerful person who is always positive, they're described as someone who "enjoys everything", they often flirt and tease their peers here and there + they're a little egoistic (knows that they're pretty, cute n shit like teruhashi for example)
when they don't like someone she passive aggressively and lightheartedly insult them in a way
so they're basically like teruhashi except that they're a really selfless person + is aggressively kind to everyone!! it's only a summary of elysias character but i hope this cleared it up to you!!
saiki with a sweet! reader
summary: saiki with his annoying true love đ
a/n: okay, anon. I know Iâve been lazy lately but yk ur girl she just had to snooze for a bit đ´ BUT IM BACK AND READY TO FEED UR SAIKI BRAINROTS đ (a bit hyper too)
okay like the angel you are, your very nice to saiki (why wouldnât you be? đ¤¨). as saikiâs s/o, itâs your job to- AHEM
compliment him every second of his life
be the extroverted partner in this relationship đ
be the definition of an angel
bond with his parents đ (might aswell leave you if you donât)
DO NOT TALK TO TORITSUKA
and many more! so letâs make headcanons for those erm- â¨rules⨠that I made perfectly for you.
COMPLIMENTS: who likes compliments? I do! anyway, compliments are a sort of good and bad thing for your relationship. thereâs times where saiki feels down and his insecurities take over which is where you come in! instantly hyping him up. (ur amazing) and there is also times where saikiâs in his â¨confident era⨠(thatâs what you call it, I think heâs getting tired of it đ) and maybe he just wants a little bit of getting spoiled (rarely). but!! thereâs also times when you are down and kinda upset. heâs used to your cheerful and happy personality! and heâd rather keep it that way too. so sometimes he just does a little bit of â¨speaking into ur mind⨠(ik I added too many sparkles, stop)
Scenario/Blurb
âDid you do something with your hair?â the voice randomly ringed in your head. You jumped, and looked around only to see Saiki putting his elbow on the table while he rested his head on his hand. You instantly move your hand up to wave at him cheerfully. âYou noticed! You arenât looking so bad either,â you thought back at him. You swear you saw the side of his mouth turn up..
MBTI: yay, weâre on personality! fun fact: saiki is an INTP I am too, this is a sign weâre supposed to be together 𤍠. itâs expected to you to be the extrovert of the relationship right? well itâs right! 𤪠but sometimes itâs a struggle-
saiki often panics (mentally) in public if he loses you. youâre like the fan in a hot place, the light in the dark to him, so you canât just leave him!
sometimes, you encourage him to try something new! e.g: maybe a new outfit when you guys are going out/ going out with friends. he wonders how does he say yes every time đ¤
Note: Ik this isnât enough soo Iâve decided prob tomorrow or something that Iâll edit my post and you guys get more! Deal? đ¤
Update: so.. itâs been like more than 3 months.. I donât think Iâm ever gonna finish this â¤ď¸â¤ď¸đĽ°
#saiki imagine#saiki kusuo x male!reader#kusuo saiki x reader#saiki x reader#saiki kusuo x you#saiki kusuo x gn!reader#saiki kusuo x reader#saiki kusuo#the disasterous life of saiki k#saiki kusuo fluff#kusuo saiki#saiki fluff#kusuo saiki x y/n#saiki kusuo x female!reader#saiki kusuo x y/n#saiki x y/n#saiki x you#saiki k x reader
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