#HOW DID WE GO FROM ASKING TO PLAY ROCK PAPER SCISSORS

[zmbienoir]

ACTUALLY UNHINGED DIALOGUE HOLY SHIT??????

[ginax0916]

✩ 𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐝 𝐂𝐫𝐚𝐦𝐩 𝐒𝐢𝐦𝐮𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫 ✩

Sturniolo Triplets x bsf!fem!reader

Synopsis: The triplets try a period cramp simulator thinking it��ll be easy.

Warnings: period cramps ig?

*this is js platonic :)*

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“Hey guys welcome back to our YouTube! Today we have our best friend y/n here with us” Nick said as I waved to the camera smiling.

“Tell them what we’re doing today since you’ve been so enthusiastic about making this video” Matt says clearly not happy about the video idea.

“Well if you watched the boys stream the other day, Matt brought up that he bought a period cramp simulator but they’ve refused to use it. So with a little bit of begging and buying Chris a whole box of Pepsis I convinced them to film the video” I laughed excited to see their reactions to it.

“I’m so not excited for this” Chris groaned.

“I honestly don’t think it’s gonna be that bad” Nick says confidently.

“Whatever you say” I say giggling.

“Ok who first?” I ask.

“AHH OH MY GOD” Nick suddenly screams.

“What?” We all say scared from his sudden yelling.

“I searched up how bad period cramps hurt and it says that they can hurt as bad as a heart attack oh my lord” Nick says clearly scared out of his mind.

“Holy fuck” Matts jaw drops.

“Damn bro you gotta go through this shit every month?” Chris asks genuinely concerned.

“Unfortunately” I sigh.

“Alright who first?” I ask again, setting up all the equipment.

“Not it!” Chris screams.

“Not it!!” Nick screams right after him.

“Fuck fuck no” Matt panics.

“Ok come on Matt sit in the chair” I laugh.

“No I can’t I can’t” Matt says as he reluctantly sits in the chair.

“You’ll be fine” I giggle. “Ok lift up your shirt” I say.

“Oooooh it’s getting freaky” Chris says.

“Oh shut up” Nick slaps his arm.

I put the patches on Matt’s stomach and laughed at his flinching every time I put one on.

“Ok are you ready?” I ask him.

“Oh fuck Chris hold my hand” Matt says to Chris who was standing next to me.

“Ok we’ll start easy on level 1” I turn the machine on to the lowest level. Matt’s eyes close for a second and then he breathes out.

“Ok ok not that bad” He sighs.

“Level 2” I say turning the machine up a bit.

“Still not too bad just feels like a Stich” Matt says letting go of Chris’s hand.

“Level 3”

“Ok this one’s got a bit of a kick but not too bad” He breathes out again.

“4”

“Ow fuck this one feels like the type of stomachache you have after having too much hot sauce on something” He says making us all laugh.

“Level 5”

“Level 6”

“AH FUCK FUCK” Matt yells in pain reaching out for Chris’s hand again.

“Level 7”

“Oh my god stop it actually hurts like a bitch” Matt whimpers in pain.

“Someone’s gonna edit that” Nick comments making everyone laugh.

“Level 8”

“Y/n stop holy fucking shit I can’t” He moans in pain again. His head falling back as he closes his eyes.

“Come on get to 10 Matt” I say turning it up to level 9.

“FUCK FUCK FUCK” He moans loudly making his brothers laugh.

“And level 10” I say.

“Oh god. Oh fuck I can’t oh my god” Matt says gripping my arm with one hand and Chris’s hand with his other. Nick stood behind him massaging his shoulders dying of laughter.

“Ah- fuckkk” He whimpers “It hurts so bad fuck” Matt moans.

“How does it feel?” I ask softly.

“Turn it the fuck off oh my god” He moans.

“There you go” I say turning it off.

“Holy shit” He sighs in relief.

“Was it Bad?” Chris questions.

“It was fucking hell” Matt says clutching his stomach.

“Alright who next” I chuckle.

“Chris rock paper scissors shoot” Nick says.

“Ok ok loser goes” Chris states the obvious.

“Rock, Paper, Scissors, Shoot” They play and Nick looses.

“FUCK OFF” Nick screams as get gets in the chair. 

I place the patches on him just like I did with Matt.

“You ready?” I ask.

“Fuck is Turn it up to level 4 straight away it can’t be that bad” Nick says with confidence but also fear.

“Damn Nick alright” I say turning it up to level 4.

“HOLY FUCK OH MY GOD” Nick screams gripping the chair so hard his knuckles look like they might turn white.

“See Nick it is that bad” Matt says laughing.

“Shut up I realize that now” Nick says trying to punch his brother.

“Level 5”

“Fucking hell” Nick groans in pain.

“Level 6”

“JESUS OH MY” He screams again.

“Level 7”

“I hate you for my making me do this oh my god” He moans in pain just like Matt.

“Level 8”

“FUCK FUCK FUCK NO IT HURTS SO BAD” Nick yells stomping his feet on the ground almost making the chair fall back.

“Damn relax you beast you’re gonna break our floor” Chris laughs.

“FUCK IT I CANT” Nick rips off the patches and runs into the living room screaming making everyone die of laughter.

“Oh come on Nick you didn’t even get to 10 I bet I could” Chris says teasing his brother.

“You sure about that Chris?” I say pushing his shoulder with mine.

“Oh I’m sure” He smiles sitting on the chair lifting his shirt up.

“There’s gonna be a shit ton of edits of this” Matt sighs covering his face with his hands.

“I’m looking forward to it” I laugh.

“Ok you ready?” I ask Chris.

“Go for it” He replies, closing his eyes in fear.

“You’re Fine Chris this is only level 1” I say as I turn it on.

“Ok not bad Like Matt Said” he says.

“Level 2” He gets through all the easy levels not making a noise only scrunching his face once in a while. Even on level 4 he barely has a reaction.

“Damn Chris” I say stunned.

“Holy fuck dude I was screaming” Nick says baffled at Chris’s pain tolerance.

“Level 5”

And again no reaction from Chris, only a slight scrunch of his face.

“Bro how” Matt raises his voice flabbergasted at his brother.

“Alright Chris you’re doing a little too good I’m gonna turn it up to 8 which is where Nick gave up” I speak up wanting to see him have a reaction.

“Alright I’m ready” Chris breathes out.

“Ok Level 8” I turn it up.

“Ok fuck fuck this one actually hurts” Chris whimpers and grabs my arm.

“Level 9” I say happy that Chris finally reached a pain limit.

“Oh my god wait this actually hurts -ah fuck” He moans throwing his head back and squeezing my hand harder.

“I’m actually surprised you lasted that long without a reaction Chris” Matt says rubbing his shoulder still surprised.

“And level 10” I turn it up to the max.

“Ah- fuckkkkk it feels like a bunch of pin and needles playing with my intestines” He groans.

“Do you want me to turn it off ?” I ask him.

“No I wanna see how long I can last” Chris says whimpering again.

“That’s what she said” Nick bursts out laughing.

“Shut up Nick” I laugh.

“Oh my godddd -ah shit” Chris squirms in the seat scrunching his face in pain. He moves one of his hand to cover his mouth which is letting out soft moans and whimpers.

“You sound like you’re having an orgasm” Nick points out laughing.

“Shut the fuck up you couldn’t even get to 10” Chris argues.

Matt Starts uncontrollably laughing and rests his head on my shoulder as he laughs.

“You want me to turn it off now?” I ask.

“Fuck yes please oh god-” Chris groans in pain one last time before I turn the device off and take the patches off his stomach.

“I’m never doing that again” He sighs in relief and falls forward to rest on the table.

“I’m actually surprised you lasted that long” I say patting his back.

“That’s what she said” Nick laughs and runs away.

“SHUT UP NICK” Matt screams and chases after him.

“Well thanks for watching the video! Give it 100k likes for a part 2!” I say.

“NO NEVER” I hear them all scream.

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I actually want them to do this video so bad 🙈

[vivwritesfics]

Marry Me?

She needs a wedding date, someone to fake being her boyfriend, and he's happy to help.

"I need your help."

Daniel Ricciardo loved his best friend. He would have done anything for her. So when she came to him, asking him to pretend to be her date for her sisters wedding, he said yes.

Drinking and dancing with his best friend, he couldn't imagine anything better.

He nodded his head in agreement and opened his arms for her and she fell into them, sigh content. "You're the best, Honey badger," she mumbled as she laid her head against his chest.

"Have you gotten a dress yet?"

Daniel knew before he'd even agreed to go with her that their outfits were going to be matching. His tie, bow tie, whatever he ended up wearing, was gonna match her dress, he knew. His little surprise for the wedding.

Daniel was there a few days later, when her mother called. He turned down the radio in her car and kept quiet as she spike to her mother.

"Hi mum," he heard as he continued to drive. In any other setting, Daniel would have been able to hear her mother's responses. But the low hum of the engine and the sound of the air conditioning kept him from that. Not that he would have been trying to listen in, of course.

"Yeah I got my date sorted," he heard her say, rather exasperated. "Yes, he's really nice. Trust me, you're all going to love him."

There was a pause, her mother speaking as her eyes went wide. "Boyfriend?!" She cried, and her mother continued. "But-" Her mother kept speaking, stopping her from cutting in. "Wait-" And then the line went dead.

Dropping her phone into her lap, she turned her attention back to Daniel. "I might need a bigger favour than you just being my plus one."

***

No matter how many times Daniel told her, she wasn't going to get it through her head that he would do anything for her. He was standing in a Chapel, tie the same shade of green as her dress, for crying out loud! Pretending to be her boyfriend was no big deal.

He'd made a big show of it in the morning, driving her to where her sister was staying. He held her hand, pulled her back into him when she tried to walk through the door. All of her sisters friends cooed when he kissed the top of her head before letting go.

He held her hand through the ceremony. It really was a lovely ceremony, a little cheesy, filled the clichés, but still beautiful. Admittedly, it got a little boring, but that was where Daniel came in.

They thumb wrestled, played rock paper scissors, and other things you'd expect bored kids to do. It didn't matter that they were grown adults, they were having fun.

Daniel held her hand as they headed to the reception. His hand was warm in hers and she thought she could feel a different between his tattooed skin and the skin that didn't have any ink (in reality, she just knew his body that well that she knew exactly where to find his tattoos).

They sat through the speeches. Did it hurt that her sister hadn't asked her to write one? Yeah, it did. But she sat there, Daniel's hand so distracting on her knee.

And then the dancing started. Her sister and her new husband took to the dance floor. It was slow, their entire families watching them. But then more people joined in.

Standing up, Daniel held out his hand.

"We don't have to dance," she said as she sipped her drink.

Daniel took her drink from her hands and put it down. "It'll be fun," he said with his usual charming grin and pulled her to her feet.

One hand holding hers, the other on her waist, Daniel began moving her across the dance floor. "I think your parents were about to ask me my intentions," he said, holding her body against his.

"Your intentions, huh?" He grinned, and looked at her parents over his shoulder. "And what are your intentions, Mr Ricciardo?"

He couldn't hide his grin as he looked at her. "Marriage, kids, side by side coffins, baby!"

Her laugh echoed around the hall. Several family members were looking at the both of them, probably whispering to each other about how cute they were. And they were, his suit matching her tie, the two of them standing too close to be friends.

They just needed to realise it themselves.

[luvingtsumu]

𝐆𝐄𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐓 𖥔 ࣪˖ ( MIYA ATSUMU X FEM!READER )

noticing small changes is difficult at first, but when they start becoming so visible it’s hard to not overthink stuff, but miya atsumu definitely wasn’t in love with you, right? even when it was painfully obvious.

★ genre: fluff | content: friends to lovers, fluff, jealousy, actions speaking louder than words.

★ author’s note: now that i have a job i’ve been buying a lot of atsumu merch, i’m gonna end up broke.

O1 . BACKPACK

You and Atsumu always played rock, paper, scissors after school to decide who was carrying the backpacks, usually, you were the loser, and he always made sure to rub it in your face.

He was lazy, he never wanted to carry anyone’s backpacks, especially not yours; so this rock, paper, scissors game worked perfectly for him —since he already knew you always picked scissors first.

“I won again!” he said, sticking his tongue out at you.

“Not fair! Let’s play again.” you crossed your arms over your chest, glaring at him.

“C’mon, we already played 3 times, yer a loser.” he said, throwing his backpack at you.

You catch it with both hands, groaning slightly as you glared at him.

“Oh, come on! My back hurts today.” you complained “I fell on my back today.”

“Ya fell?” he laughed.

“Fucking Kino threw the ball at me way too hard! That was a hate crime.” he laughed again so you hit him on the shoulder “Shut up!”

“Sorry, sorry.” he smiled “Does it hurt or what?”

“A little bit.”

“Are ya that weak? Geez, no wonder why yer always tired in p.e. class.” he snickered.

“You know I hate you?” you rolled your eyes, placing his backpack on your shoulder.

“I figured.” he stole his and your backpack from your hands, placing them over his shoulders.

You looked at him with a confused look before smirking, he scoffed and looked away.

“‘m only gonna take ‘em today, cause yer hurt, alright?”

That was the first time that Atsumu, on his own willing, carried your backpack for you.

Then there was a second time.

Then a third one.

And suddenly you realize that now you barely carried your backpack after school. At first you were happy about that, and teased him about being your servant, but then you started to feel a bit bad cause he was always carrying your stuff; and even when you insisted on helping, he would brush you off.

“Yer too week, I don’t want yer back to get hurt.”

“I already have it on me.”

“Don’t complain, ‘m helpin’ ya.”

You thought it was weird that he was acting so nice, but you figured maybe he changed his ways and wanted to be nicer, besides, it was great not having to carry your heavy backpack; so you finally let it happen with no complaints.

O2 . FOOD

Atsumu absolutely hated when people ate his food, he didn’t even let his own brother grab a cookie from his lunch.

Either way, you didn’t cared if he didn’t liked it, you always found a way to steal a bit of his food, and he was always loud when you did it, calling you names and pulling your arms so you wouldn’t get to steal another onigiri.

You were used to that, and still, you didn’t even noticed when that changed. It started small and it was easy to not notice a change, but soon enough his brother pointed out how Atsumu didn’t got mad at you anymore when you stole his food, he didn’t budged and just gave you a small glance before going back to eating.

You thought about it for a bit and decided to test it, grabbing some of his tuna when he was just about to eat it.

“Hm, this one doesn’t taste that good as the one you brought yesterday.” you said after swallowing the food.

He looked between you and the tuna, then he started eating without budging “Yeah, ‘samu did the one yesterday.”

“That explains it, you’re a terrible cook.” he glared at you, making you chuckle “Respectfully.”

You noticed him rolling his eyes, but you got nothing more than that after stealing his food; so you decided to ask him to see if his reaction would change.

“Can I have some of your chips, ‘tsumu?”

“Open ‘em.” he said, handing you the bag of chips “Just make sure no one else eats ‘em.” and with that, he continued eating.

You gave him a weird look, raising and eyebrow.

You were so used to him yelling at you that it felt strange that he wasn't doing it. For some reason, it made you feel guilty, again. It felt better to steal food from him and have him yelling at you, rather than him handing it to you.

“You know what? I’m not hungry.” you said, handing him the bag of chips “Thanks though.”

That was the last time you attempted to eat from his food, unless he vocally expressed he wanted to share his food from you.

He even looked bothered by the fact you weren’t stealing his food anymore, but your best friend loved his food, so you sure were imagining things.

O3 . TWINS

Even if Atsumu and Osamu fought all the time, they were still brothers, they were still twins. They still told everything to each other —even if they pretended to not listen—, and they still wanted to help each other.

So even if you tried to stop yourself from overthinking, it wasn’t an easy task. You felt like the twins knew something about you that not even you knew. It was weird, of course, but it felt like they were working against you or about you.

They would whisper at each other when you passed by them, and you always saw them sharing looks when you hung out with them. To be honest, you felt left out, it felt like you were missing something.

Normally, you would tell the twins about your current concern, but in this case, they were the current concern, so you decided to rely on Aran.

“Don’t mind them.” he waved his hand in the air “They’re always all weird, same thing happened to me and turns out they just admired me a lot.” he smirked.

You chuckled “I don’t think they admire me, Aran, it’s easier to think they despise me.”

“You’re their best friend, they don’t hate you.” he assured you “They’re better than that.”

Aran’s words were reassuring, and you decided to stop focusing on the topic and let the twins do their own stuff.

Even when Osamu asked you weird and too specific questions about your love life.

Or when he suddenly canceled on plans last minute, making you and Atsumu stay alone.

Or when he exchanged weird looks with Atsumu whenever you spoke about boys.

All just coincidence’s.

O4 . JEALOUSY

“Me ‘nd ‘samu we’re talkin’ the other day…” he took a bite of his burger “‘nd it would be pretty cool to go to the beach this weekend.”

“Don’t talk with your mouth full.” you chuckled, before sighing “The beach?”

He swallowed his food as he nodded “Yeah! The weather has been nice this past days.”

“I can’t this weekend.” you took a sip of your drink, watching his expression grow confused.

“What? Why?”

“I have plans with Kino and Shinji. Although I don’t think Shinji is gonna make it, so just me and Kino.”

Atsumu’s eyebrows visibly raised as he listened to your words. You continued eating, unaware of the way Atsumu’s stomach did a flip.

“Why are ya goin’ with them anyway?” he mumbled as he took a very small bite of his almost finished burger.

You scoffed “What do you mean why? They’re my friends.” you smiled.

“I thought they were just dudes in yer classroom.”

“No.” you chuckled “I’m actually friends with them, even when they’re a pain in the ass. I’m actually closer to Kino.” you said, thinking out loud.

Atsumu’s jaw clenched as he wrapped up what was left of the burger and threw it in the trash can.

“Weekends are for me, tho…” he said without thinking, quickly changing his words “—‘nd for ‘samu too.”

“Oh, come on, for one weekend that I don’t spend time with you? You’ll survive.”

Atsumu grumbled “I guess.”

Atsumu zoned out for a few seconds, deep in thought until he finally turned to see you.

“Isn’t Kino the guy ya went to eat with the other day?”

“Yeah, you remember him?” you smiled.

“Yeah. I actually do.”

Of course he did, Osamu is friends with one of Kino’s close friends, and he told Osamu that Kino had a big, fat crush on you. Of course he did. But you were his girl, his! How dare this other man disterup his precious time with you.

“Enjoy yer time with him, or whatever.” he sighed, rubbing the side of his neck as he tried to ease the feeling inside of him.

“I will.” you chuckled “We can go to the beach other day.”

“Sure.”

He didn’t understand why he was feeling like this, so bitter about you having other friendships besides him, other guys that liked you like he did —or maybe not like he did, cause he definitely liked you more than any ordinary guy ever will.

O5 . TEXTS AND CALLS

Your phone vibrated with a notification, and you knew who it was even before you turned on your screen.

Atsumu, of course it was him.

Normally you couldn’t have a single conversation with him over text, since he was barely on his phone, always studying, training or playing some game with Osamu. He never checked his texts and it was a real challenge to try to get in contact with him during summer break cause he never answered.

You always told him it was like talking to a wall, truly, and he always scoffed and told you he was a busy man with a busy life.

But now all of that had changed, cause suddenly now he had so much time, apparently. Always texting you every time he wanted and could, spaming your phone. You two even did calls when he walked back home or when he went to the convenience store.

You didn’t knew when it changed, but you weren’t complaining. It was like having a puppy begging for attention 24/7. Kinda fun.

[ 9:20 p.m. ] i found a cat on the way back home and it fucking bit me

[ 9:20 p.m. ] i mean, the AUDACITY

[ 9:21 p.m. ] and also, i bought you some of those chips you wanted the other day, the disgusting ones 🥰

[ 9:21 p.m. ] yeah, i know, i’m the best. don’t thank me too much, it was all me

[ 9:21 p.m. ] also, APPARENTLY you don’t put spoons on the microwave, never knew that huh

[ 9:23 p.m. ] are you gonna answer or what

[ 9:23 p.m. ] HELLOOOO??????

[ 9:26 p.m. ] do you hate me or what

[ 9:30 p.m. ] YOU’RE LITERALLY ONLINE

[ 9:30 p.m. ] WHO ARE YOU ANSWERING TO 😐😐

[ 9:31 p.m. ] why won’t you answer meeeee

[ 9:40 p.m. ] what did i do? are you mad at me and that’s why you’re not answering?

[ 9:40 p.m. ] tell me and i’ll apologize

[ 9:40 p.m. ] i’ll get on my knees

[ 9:41 p.m. ] if i get a tattoo of your name on my whole chest will you forgive me and speak to me again?

[ 10:00 p.m. ] i was taking a bath. WHAT

[ 10:00 p.m. ] HEY OMG YOU DON’T HATE ME :3

[ 10:01 p.m ] cringe. and i do hate you

[ 10:01 p.m ] also, did your microwave exploded or what?

[ 10:02 p.m. ] i wasn’t aware of microwave instructions ok, leave me alone

[ 10:04 p.m ] you stupid

You chuckled to yourself as Atsumu started spamming even more texts. It was fun.

Soon enough you got a call, and you know you two were probably gonna fall asleep on the phone once again.

O6 . PHYSICAL TOUCH

Atsumu was a sucker for physical touch, you knew that since you became friends with him. He was always bothering everyone, grabbing their hands, ruffling their hair, hugging them, any way that provided him physical touch worked for him!

It was something you were used to but not something you were always expecting, and also you were sure he wasn’t expecting any from you. Or so you thought, cause lately he’s been kinda whiny about it.

“So, see you tomorrow.” you waved at him as you closed your door after he dropped you off.

You went calmly upstairs, dropping your things in bed and then going to open the curtains and— there he was. Standing in front of the door with his arms crossed.

You raised an eyebrow and opened the window, yelling at him “The hell you’re doing?”

He looked up at you, huffing and then looking down again.

You rolled your eyes and closed your window again before making your way downstairs to see what he needed.

“What, weirdo?” you opened the door, just to see him pouting.

“Ya forgot to hug me goodbye.” he spoke through his teeth.

“Hug you goodbye?” you said with amusement.

“Yeah.” he looked down at him “Ya hate me or somethin’? Ya always hug me before ya leave.”

“Oh, my bad, king.” you mocked, before opening your arms and pulling him for a hug.

He whined but soon enough his arms wrapped around your waist, head buried into your shoulder.

You chuckled as you rolled your eyes, hands rubbing his back, feeling every muscle. Atsumu’s thumbs rubbed circles in the exposed skin of your lower back, he sighed, breathing in your soft scent.

“I’ll see you tomorrow.” you mumbled.

“Yeah.” he mumbled back “I’ll pick ya up.”

“Alright.”

“Alright.”

But none of you let go of the other.

O7 . CRUSH?

As a way to celebrate the school days being finally over to go into summer break, you organized a sleepover, and now Atsumu, Osamu, Suna and Aran were there since the others couldn’t make it.

As you and the guys spoke about Osamu’s crush, you suddenly turned to Atsumu.

“And you? Any girl got your heart?” you smiled.

The room suddenly went silent, except for Suna’s low chuckle.

Atsumu was quiet too, he was thinking. Wasn’t he obvious enough? Didn’t he showed his feelings? His heart that beats to your name?

“No.” he looked down, cheeks getting red as he started fidgeting with the control he was holding.

You raised an eyebrow, looking at everyone else. It seemed like they all knew something you didn’t.

“Guys?” you mumbled, but everyone seemed to look away from you.

You looked back at Atsumu and saw his red cheeks, then you looked down, noticing your leg that was on top of his.

Suddenly something clicked in your head. And bells started ringing on your head.

Everything started making sense like a piece of a puzzle.

The girl he had a crush on, was you. Miya Atsumu had a deep crush on you and had been trying to show it to you the whole time.

And, oh god.

You were in love with him too.

[enha-stars]

✧ partner privileges & perks

paring: enha hyung line x fem!reader (fluff)

summary: as a girlfriend, you deserved better, more attentive treatment from your boyfriend. that doesn’t mean everyone was okay with it, though.

warnings: kissing, mentions of food, some swearing

✧ heeseung:

you are the only person that heeseung listens to when it comes to his gaming; a single word from you has him abandoning the game

a combination of music, yelling, and the exhaust fan rang throughout the dorm. you and jay had just finished cooking dinner and we’re now setting up the table and cleaning the counters.

“can you call everyone?” jay asked, busy scrubbing off an oil splatter from the curry. the only reason he let you help him cook dinner was because he lost a game of rock, paper, and scissors.

you don’t know why he kept playing the game when he always lost. it didn’t really matter to you, not when it gave you an advantage.

you nodded, washing your hands. using the hand towel that you had begged jay to buy, you trailed out of the kitchen, trying to locate the other six boys. you found jungwon, riki, sunoo, jake, and sunghoon in the tv room, watching spider man.

smiling, you crossed your arms as you cooed at them. they looked to cute, sitting pressed against each other as they watched a movie even you had seen a hundred times.

“time for dinner,” you interrupted. jungwon nodded at you, pausing the movie. riki gasped before his eyes landed on you and he smiled, sheepishly. jake and sunoo stood up, stretching.

“riki,” you called the younger boy. “can you go call hee?” riki nodded, wandering down the hall.

today was their day off, so they all opted to do nothing except watch movies. before you and jay had left to go make dinner, the seven of you had watched tangled, as per your request.

quietly, you all made your way into the kitchen. jungwon and sunghoon pushed each other in excitement at the sight of all the food on the table. they didn’t get to eat home cooked meals often.

as everyone found their seat, you frowned at the seat beside you. “where’s hee?” you hadn’t seen your boyfriend in a few hours, encouraging him to spend his free time doing something he rarely go to do recently.

riki shoved a piece of naan bread in his mouth before he answered you, cheeks filled. “he’s playing so i didn’t call him. there’s no point.” he flashed you a quick smile.

you raised an eyebrow at him, sipping your water. “what do you mean? he has to eat.”

jay nodded. “yeah, but if he’s in a game then he usually ignores us and eats whenever he’s done. not even his own mother could get him at this table.”

the others laughed but you only frowned in thought. heeseung always ate with you, regardless of his games. you cleared your throat. “hee?” you called, loudly. “come for dinner!”

sunoo was about to tell you not to waste your breath but then they all heard heeseung’s door open. the boys stared at his approaching figure with wide eyes and slack jaws.

he smiled fondly at you before kissing the top of your head, pulling out the chair beside you. “did you make this, baby? it smells amazing.”

you smiled and nodded, unaware of the looks you both were receiving. “with jay, of course.”

you turned and raised an eyebrow at the surprised looks. “what? what is it?”

jungwon threw his head back in frustration. “how did you do that? hyung never leaves his game when we call him!” Jake and Sunghoon nodded in agreement, both frowning.

you simply smiled in amusement as heeseung rolled his eyes before making your plate. “that’s because neither of you are my girl and i am not in love with any of you.”

sunoo crossed his arms. “you once threw a pillow at my head because i told you to come for breakfast.” jay lifted his spoon, swallowing. "you once screeched at me when i told you that you're sandwich was getting soggy."

heeseung simply shrugged before giving half his naan to you, encouraging you to eat. “again, not my girl.” he smiled at you, nothing but love shining in his eyes. "i listen to her because i love her."

you nodded, stuffing your cheeks with curry and naan. you wanted to laugh at their fallen faces but didn't have the chance to before heeseung turned to you. "you wanna get some ice cream after dinner, baby?"

swallowing, you frowned. "but your game?"

heeseung simply shook his head. "that's not important, baby. i've played enough." he wiped the crumbs off your lips, putting his thumb in his mouth. "let me treat you."

you couldn't say no so you only smiled, winking at riki's scowling face. "only if we get the boys some ice cream too."

heeseung sighed and nodded while the boys grinned at you. maybe they were okay with heeseung's minor abuse if they got ice cream out of it.

✧ jay:

you are the only person he lets baby him and the only one who always receives only the best of his cooking; and don’t even mention his obsession on spending on you

when you woke up this morning, jay wasn't beside you. you usually woke up to his arms wrapped around you, his face buried in your hair, but not today.

after using the bathroom, you stumbled out of his room, rubbing your eyes. you guys had a late night last night, and if his lack of presence hadn't woken you up, you could have slept for another four hours.

you walked down the hall and instantly smiled at the sight of jay in the kitchen. he wore his pjs with his light pink, 'kiss the chef' apron you had gotten him. you thought he would have thrown it away when heeseung, jungwon, riki, and sunghoon attacked him with kisses the first time they saw it but he kept it. he would never throw it out, not when you got it for him, and it helped that you kissed him.

you watched him move around the kitchen, humming. he looked so beautiful, so domestic. when he turned, he spotted you and smiled. you walked over to him and wrapped your arms around his waist, hugging from behind.

"good morning, pretty. thought you'd sleep in more."

you shook your head, kissing his neck. he grinned when you nuzzled your face into his back. "you weren't beside me so i woke up."

he bit his lip to hide his smile, even though you couldn't see it. "i see. my bad, pretty. i went to go pick up something."

you peaked your head over his shoulder, trying to figure out what he was doing. all you could see was a bowl full of different spices. "what are you making? it's 9 in the morning."

jay kissed the side of your head and shook his head. "just wait, pretty. all in due time."

you raised your eyebrow but said nothing, curiosity brimming in your eyes. jay laughed before he nudged you with his helps. "go, pretty. i'll come to you when i'm done."

you knew there was no point in arguing with him so you pressed another kiss to his neck before skipping to the tv room. you might as well catch up on the show you started.

ten hours later, jay was calling everyone for dinner. he kept everyone away from the kitchen, wanting to keep the surprise alive and well.

you trailed into the kitchen with sunoo and riki, hands linked together in anticpitation. it smelled amazing. you and the boys gasped at the sight of jay cooking steak. jake moaned in happiness and sunghoon slapped his shoulder before grinning.

jay spared you all one look before he went back to the steak. you moved to join him but he raised an eyebrow at you and you grinned, throwing your hands up in apology.

you sat next to jungwon, shaking with excitement. you had briefly mentioned your craving for steak the other night. you only meant it as a casual conversational input but you should have known that jay would fulfil your craving.

you watched as jay handed each of his members a sad looking plate. their plates only had a steak (which wasn't even steak) and nothing else. your lips pursed at it, wondering if he was punishing everyone for something they most definitely did.

but then jay set your plate down. it was beautiful. a large piece of the best meat sat in the middle, a creamy mushroom sauce coating it as a perfect blob of mash potatoes sat on the side. you drooled at the sight, looking up at him with twinkly eyes.

"here you go, baby."

he grabbed the dish of mash poatatoes and vegetables and set it on the table, motioning for his members to help themselves. they were all too busy staring at your plate in disbelief.

"hyung," jungwon whispered. "what the hell?"

jay didn't even look at him as he sat down, keeping his eyes on you. "what?"

heeseung glanced at his plate and then at yours. "jay, why do we have white steak? and why does y/n's look breathtaking and our's looks like a flat baseball"

you snickered, feeling bad. jay simply sipped on his cola. "what do you mean? you guys aren't eating steak. you're eating chicken."

riki almost burst into tears, dropping his head. "but we wanted steak."

jay shrugged, cutting your steak for you as you smiled at him. "why would i spend $200 on each of you? be grateful for the chicken." he glanced at riki. "and you guys can serve yourselves."

they all sighed before letting their words die. although they weren't eating $200 steak, the chicken would still taste good. just not as good as yours.

jay smiled at you as you took the first bite, your eyes widening as the flavour erupted in your mouth. jay watched your reaction carefully, making sure you truly enjoyed your food. instead of answering him, you grabbed his face, squishing his cheeks.

you kissed his lips before ruffling his hair. the others just watched in awe. what were they even watching? first, jay cooked you the best steak and then, he lets you baby him? what a world.

"you're such an amazing cook, baby." you press another kiss to his lips and then pat his cheek. "you did so good."

none of the other boys even had the stomach to tease the blush that adorned jay's cheeks.

✧ jake:

you are the only one he will never throw a tantrum in front of and the only person he feels completely comfortable being sappy with

at the sound of familiar notes, jake almost ripped his hair out. he groaned and fell to his knees in annoyance as the song played once again.

he pressed his head against the cold, dance floor. if he had to the same song one more time, he may just lose his mind for good. he shut his eyes, squeezing them tight. maybe he could drown out the sound.

"jake," jay called. "get up. we're doing it again."

jake shook his head, refusing to open his eyes or lift his head. "no, no, no. i'm tired. we've done it enough." he winced when he felt jay kick his leg.

sighing, he slowly got up. they had practiced the dance almost ten times now. the first few times were perfect but now, someone kept messing up. they were overdoing it.

"hyung," jungwon sighed. "just a few more times."

jake almost burst into tears. he shook his entire body in annoyance before biting his lip. he could do this. you were coming in a bit and you would save him. he could do this!

he could not do this.

this was their seventeenth time rehearsing the dance and jake was afraid he would start dancing in his sleep. he was sweaty and tired and annoyed. he didn't understand how someone kept messing up when they had done the dance so often he was sure his socks could do it.

"please," he begged. he crouched down, his hands together as he glanced up at riki and their choreographer. "enough. if i keep dancing to this i might have a heart attack."

sunoo rolled his eyes. "hyung, you can't have a heart attack because of one dance."

jake threw the hat that sat on his head, groaning in frustration. he could feel tears prick his eyes. "i'm being so serious. if we play this song one more time and dance to it again, i might actually--"

"jake!" you walked into the practice room, smiling when you laid eyes on his crouched figure. you smiled at everyone else before walking to jake.

at your voice, there was a audibly sigh of relief in the room. jake froze, his words falling off his tongue as he slowly turned his head, his eyes lighting up at the sight of your smiling face.

"baby!" he jumped up, a bright smile replacing his grimace. he opened his arms and swung you in a circle when you wrapped your arms around him. you laughed into his shoulder, begging him to put you down.

jake grinned at you, all the annoyance and exhaustion leaving his body. suddenly, he couldn't remember anything before you came. he was happy and his heart felt full.

you smiled at him before glancing at the tired faces of his members. "is everything okay? you guys look so tired. i hope you've been taking breaks."

at once, all six members shook their head and pointed at jake's surprised face. you slowly turned your head to face him, eyebrow raised. "jake?"

he simply shook his head, shrugging. "no idea what they're talking about, babe. i've been good."

jay laughed in disbelief and jungwon pinched the bridge of his nose. "oh," heeseung smirked. "so you're okay with practicing the sing one more time?"

jake nodded, no longer having any qualms about it. he kissed your cheek before he stepped into position. sunghoon shook his head in dismay. "unbelievable."

sunoo leaned into riki. "maybe y/n should be at all our practices." riki nodded, slightly impressed with you.

you moved to the side, standing by the choreographer as the music began to play. you grinned when jake pointed at you. "this one's for you, baby." you laughed at heeseung's disgusted face, blowing jake a kiss.

you watched in awe as they all danced perfectly. your eyes were stuck on jake, mesmerized by the way he danced. his moves felt so sharp and percise. once the music ended, you clapped. "that was amazing!"

the woman standing next to you nodded, sighing. "agreed. let's move on."

jake wanted to fall to his knees in thankfulness but he just skipped to you, making hearts and finger guns at you. he could care about the looks he was recieving but you were smiling at him and that's all that mattered.

once he reached you, you shoved his shoulder, your eyes shining. "you're such a dork, jake."

he kissed your cheek before placing his baseball cap on your head, pulling you in by the bill. he kissed you softly before smiling. "yes, but i'm your dork."

you could only nod because he was. only yours.

✧ sunghoon:

you are the only person he will act cute to and the only one who will let baby him; he also only lets you watch his old skating videos

sunghoon was in his own heaven at the moment. here he was, laying on top of you on the sofa while none of the other members were home. quiet moments like this were rare, but he would cherish it.

your back was pressed into the sofa and he laid on your lap, his body taking up the rest of the sofa as his head kept your lap warm. your hands had found their place in his hair.

he liked laying like this some days. some days he woke up and needed to be the one in your lap, instead of you in his. and you were so kind, always complying.

you stared down at him with so much love in your eyes, he almost couldn't handle it. he looked up at you, and smiled when you brushed the hair out his eyes.

"my pretty baby," you whispered before leaning down to press a soft kiss against his chin. sunghoon blushed before he blinked up at you.

"you really think i'm cute?" he whispered back, so used to the persona others had identified him with.

you nodded. "smile for me." he smiled but you poked his cheek. "wider.... yeah. that." you poked his fangs. "the cutest. i could just bite you."

usually, sunghoon would have rolled his eyes but he couldn't. not right now. instead, he shifted and gave you clear access to his right cheek. you grinned at him before you gently bit down on his jaw. sunghoon closed his eyes, a silly smile on his face.

"okay, you big baby." you poked his forehead before you glanced at the tv. "play the videos."

part of sunghoon wished you had forgotten but you hadn't. so, he simply sighed and pressed play on the remote. you had asked to see his old skating performances, and had it been anyone else, he would have said no.

sunghoon shut his eyes when he heard his younger self's voice, pressing his face into your stomach at his cringe stories and phrases. you laughed, massaging his scalp.

you watched the videos with your utmost attention, not wanting to miss anything. after every performance, you slightly pulled his hair, making his look up at you. you pressed your lips against his and whispered, "so talented, baby."

sunghoon was content. his blush still hadn't died down and he didn't want to admit how amazing he felt. maybe he didn't hate being cute or being babied as much as he claimed he did.

"awh," you cooed at the screen. sunghoon glanced at the screen and groaned. it was a video of him singing a nursery rhyme. you looked down at him and he knew what you were going to ask.

"hoon," you smiled. "can you sing it for me?" he blinked. "please?"

sunghoon only stared at you before sighing. he nodded and you felt it in your stomach. he began quietly mumbling out the rhyme, his deep voice in stark contrast of his child one.

you just sat there, listening. even when he wasn't trying, he sounded amazing. you waiting until he was done and then you squished his face, pressing soft kissed to his entire face.

"you're so cute and talented, hoon. my baby is the cutest."

sunghoon hummed, agreeing. he shut his eyes as you kissed him. it was everything he needed in life. just you, holding him like this.

it was how his members found him. lost in each other, you hadn't noticed the noise. not until the door burst open and six pairs of eyes landed on sunghoon being peppered with kisses.

they just stared at you both, and you both stared at them. sunghoon wanted to sit up and glare but you simply smiled and welcomed them home, going back to watching his videos. sighing, sunghoon let himself relax in your hold.

"well," jay said. "that was disgusting."

they all nodded before making their way further into the dorm. sunoo noticed the video first and slapped jake's arm, eyes wide as he pointed to the tv.

jake slapped jay who then slapped jungwon who slapped riki who then poked heeseung. all six of them stared at the tv with grins. sunghoon never let them watch his old videos.

at the silence, sunghoon glanced to them and immediately jumped out of your hold. you blinked in confusion as sunghoon turned off the tv, crossing his arms as he glared at his members.

"you never let us watch!" jake laughed. "how come y/n gets to watch all your old videos?"

sunghoon rolled his eyes like jake asked a stupid question. which, technically, he did.

"maybe because she's the love of my life? why would i let you guys watch them?"

heeseung nodded. "fair point."

"can you all go to your rooms? you weren't supposed to be home so soon."

riki put up his hands. "you're not as threatening with pink lipgloss all over you, hyung."

sunoo blinked, smiling widely at sunghoon's startled expression. "yeah, and your hair looks so fluffy."

sunghoon simply sighed before dropping his head. you laughed as you grabbed his hand, pulling you back to him. obediently, he lay back down on you and you pat his head.

"it's okay, baby. just ignore them."

[arisewanekosuki]

Together Forever (Doll!Kabukimono x F!Reader) (Modern AU)

Photo by ShiNesWorkshop on etsy Ah~ I wish I could buy a doll like this, they are so pretty TvT

Also this is something I wrote last year… but because of what happened back then I couldn't correct some things and post it. But now I want to let it go. So sorry if it's not good. Back then I was in mood for something more creepy 👀💦 The ending is up to your interpretation. ------ In your neighbourhood there is an abandoned house to which your friends wanted to go. That day you didn't have anything better to do, so you tagged along. And you have been curious about the building that was left in this state for some years now. You would hear some rumors, claiming that the house is haunted, that the last inhabitant died in unexplained circumstances. But now you know the truth.

In the past there lived two beautiful sisters, you vaguely remember them. But one day both of them vanished. You learned from your parents that one of the sisters died in an accident and the other one became depressed, because of that she never wanted to come out from her house. Till one day her good friends came and convinced her to move out with them, they knew she didn't have any family left and didn't want to leave her in such state alone. Back then you were too young to know what happened, but not long ago you asked your parents about it and they told you the whole story. The only thing that nobody knows is why the house wasn't sold yet and stood abandoned for years.

Your group decided to go check the house before night falls. One of the friends checked if any neighbors were outside or looking through the window. Many people think it's not good to just barge into the house, maybe they didn’t want some hooligans to ruin it or steal from it. It is said that she left some furniture and other stuff, maybe this is why some neighbours think there is a chance that one day she will come back. The back door was open, it seems someone already broke into the house. You and your friends got excited while coming one by one into the house. -"What if we will see ghosts?" one of the guys said while looking through dusty furniture. -"Is this why you took the camera with you?" another guy asked with a deadpan expression. -"Yeah! Okay… how about we split up? The house is pretty big." You weren't a fan of this idea but most of the group was already deciding which room they wanted to check.

After some time while you were checking the second floor you heard some noise coming from above you. When you stopped to listen to it, it sounded like someone was crying. Looking up you noticed the door leading to the attic. -"G-guys? Can you all come here?" After that everyone came to where you were standing "Can you all hear that?" Everyone was silent. The noise stopped. -"Nope. What did you hear?" One friend asked. -"It's… it's like someone was crying… I think? I'm not sure…" you said with worry written on your face. -"Well… how about we check it out?" the same friend with a camera said with a big smile. "O! Look! I can open the door with this!" He took the attic pull down hook and opened the door. The ladder appeared and your group was looking up. -"So.. who is going first?" Nobody wanted so you all played rock, paper, scissors. And you lost. You went up, looking around you only saw more dusty furniture and things, forgotten by the world. You call your friends and they get up one after another. -"Eh… I thought there would be something… I don't know… maybe even a corpse." -"Oh shut up… I think we all should leave now…" one of the girls said, not liking the idea of staying here longer. -"No way! I think we can find something interesting here!" while your two friends were arguing you came closer to the fancy box that caught your attention. You blew dust away and opened it, finding a beautiful doll. -“What did you find (Y/n)?” one of the girls asked. -“A doll? So creepy~” Your friend with a camera came, filming it. -“Hm? Why? I think it’s really pretty!” you told them, caressing the head of the doll. -“Hey, guys… don’t you think this doll looks very similar to the ladies that lived here?” the girl that wanted to leave came closer, taking a look at the doll -“Yeah and it looks like a boy? Did any of them have a child?” another guy said. -“I don’t think so? It’s been a while but I never saw any child with them…” you replied. You all tried to remember anything if one of the twins had a child. -“I only remember the girl that was a bit older than us back then with pink hair…” the other friend said. -“Oh I remember her!” You remembered the girl that was a child of one of the close friends to the twins. “Her name was Miko!” you said. There was silence between you and your friends. After some time one of the guys said, -“Do you think she had a child that died too?” -“Would she leave this doll here then?” You asked. -“She was in a bad state of mind right? If she lost a child and then a sister…” -“Alright, stop it! It’s just sad to even listen to this!” one of the girls said. You looked at the doll, you felt sad for it, lying in this box, abandoned and forgotten. -“(Y/n)? What are you doing?” one of the friends asked. You put the doll into the box, close it and take it with yourself. -“We promised to not take anything from here!” -“I know! But… I don’t know why, I feel bad for it! If the lady ever comes back then I’ll give this doll back to her!” you said, your friends seem confused, why do you want to even take this creepy thing with you? -“Alright, just don’t tell anyone that you took this from here.” One of friends said. -“Don’t worry, I won’t!” you said, smiling to yourself.

When you came back home you took the doll from the box. -“Aren’t you a pretty one?” you said looking at it in your hands. Because it was in the box, the doll is in good condition, a bit dusty but you can clean it. The doll reminded you of those ball jointed ones. You tried to search if this doll is available for buying, curious if one of the twins bought it because it looked similar to them. But you didn’t find anything. You were wondering if one of them made the doll. -“So much work went into making you… why would she leave you in the attic?” you started to brush its hair. Talking aloud like it could hear you. You realized you can take the clothes off from the doll, so you did it. You covered the doll in a rag so it wouldn’t sit ‘naked’, while you went to wash its clothes. -”I’m sorry, your clothes are drying, so you have to stay like this for now.” You petted the doll head. -“I wonder if you have a name…hm…” you said, looking at the doll. You feel mesmerized by its pretty face and lovely indigo eyes. For the next few days you would take photos of the doll, it made you want to buy more clothes for it but after seeing the prices for clothes made especially for dolls like this, you decided that you would rather try to make ones yourself.

When you would do your homework, study or just play games you would place the doll on your lap, for some reason it brought you some comfort when you held it close. This was very childish and you know it, but you couldn’t help but still do that. You even made a little pillow and cover and changed its box into the bed for it. At first you wanted to place the doll by your side when you were going to sleep, but you got worried that you could damage it or even throw it from the bed while you move in your sleep. There were some weird incidents. Like one time you came back from school and found that your PC was turned on and your doll was sitting in front of the monitor. When you get busy doing homework there are moments where the doll would fall face down. No matter how you place it will still fall. you started to joke that it just wants your attention back. One time you woke up to be greeted by lifeless eyes of the doll that was lying by your side. You were creeped out but tried to explain to yourself that you somehow forgot to put it back in its own ‘bed’.

You’d always leave the doll at home when you went to school, more worried that it could be damaged or lost, than what other people would think about you. Yet one time, in your first class, when you opened your backpack to take your notebook the first thing you saw was a doll between books and notes. Your friends with whom you went to the abandoned house would make jokes that the doll is possessed, not taking anything seriously that you said. You were scared, but because of them you tried to convince yourself that there is an explanation for all of this. After all, it’s impossible for the doll to be 'alive', right?

When you came back home, you were watching it intensely, to see if it would blink or even move a little bit. You had the urge to even say to it “Blink if you’re alive” but the thought of what you would do, if it really blinked, scared you. After 5 minutes of staring, you sighed. -“There should be some explanations for all this stuff…” You decided to ‘take a break’ from the doll, for the next few days you just left it in the box, you didn’t take any photos of it, you didn’t hold it when you were watching movies. You didn't even brush its hair. And one night when you were sleeping you woke up to the feeling of someone sitting on the edge of your bed. You couldn’t move, even if you wanted to turn around and see who was sitting here. Then you felt someone caressing your hair, you could feel someone’s breath on your ear and then you heard

“Let’s be together forever.”

You turned around, finally able to control your body again, but there wasn’t anyone there. On the desk you could see the doll, sitting in the box, its head turned towards you. You couldn’t take this anymore and for the night you closed the box and put it in your wardrobe, but you didn’t fall asleep for another two hours. In the morning, you were woken up by an alarm, turning it off you noticed the box on the desk. Getting up you approached the box, the doll was lying in it. You wondered if what happened at night was just a dream. While getting ready to school you didn’t notice the door to your wardrobe was slightly open.

After you came back home, you noticed a note on the dinner table. Something happened to grandma and your parents left to see how serious the situation is. You called them, asking how grandma is and they told you that everything is fine, but they will stay at grandma’s place for the weekend to help her around the house. You didn’t like the idea of staying home alone now. You called your girl friends to ask them if they would like to come for a sleepover. But sadly everyone already had plans for the weekend. -“Just my luck…” you sighed. You spend the rest of the day in the living room, watching dramas and some movies, too lazy to do your homework. At some point you felt your eyelids getting heavier. You're not sure why, but when you woke up, you felt like something was wrong. The drama was continuing on your TV, you looked at the clock and saw that it's 22.33. You yawned and then looked around the room, but nothing changed. You tried to brush off this uncomfortable feeling and you turned the TV off.

And then you heard it. Thump thump thump You heard someone walking around the house. "Did someone break in?" You were wondering. The sound stopped at the entrance to the living room. You held your breath and slowly turned towards the entrance. In the doorway, there stood the doll. You felt like your heart was going to stop. You couldn’t even make any noise from the fear. 'How is it possible? Is this some kind of prank?' Those questions swarmed in your head. There is no way for a small doll to make such noises while walking anyway. When you blinked the doll was closer to where you were sitting. You got up from the couch and ran towards the exit. But before you could reach it you fell, you could feel a cold hand holding your ankle. “Why are you running? Don’t you even dare try to leave me too…” You heard a soft, male voice. You turned your head to look at what was holding you. It was the little hand of the doll, its eyes were filled with life, the face normally always without any expression was now smiling. “I love you.” And with that, you blacked out.

Sunday evening, your parents came back home. Your mother called for you but you didn’t reply. Going to your room, your mother found you laying in bed. She thought that you just called it a day and went to sleep earlier. If she came closer she would see you holding a doll close to your chest, its little hands clutching to your clothes while its head turned to your face. Its beautiful eyes were filled with adoration.

[pixiesfz]

invaded l.wm

plot: y/n moved from man city to Arsenal and one specific man is not happy about it.

warnings: violence, talks of a stalker, more of a arsenal x reader than a lotte x reader, blood etc

He was one of the main reasons you left Manchester city, his eyes that lingered on you when in the crowd.

When you first met him he seemed like a normal fan. He asked for a photo and challenged you to a rock paper scissors to secure your top, you noticed his anger when he lost but you gave him your jersey anyways to soften the blow.

He came to every game and yearned for your attention everytime, whenever you didn’t he would then wait outside in the parking lot.

At first you thought it was cute, you had never had such a big fan well that was until he started showing up outside of the field.

You were having a coffee with your mum when you heard the clicks of a camera, turning around you saw him, with his Man City scarf on taking photos of you and your mum.

You politely waved at him and he smiled. When he next showed up it was in the off season as you went to see your girlfriend Lotte.

“You alright love?” Lotte asked as you spotted him behind a tree, how did he know you were here “Lotte we need to go” you ordered as your heart sped up, he scared you “y/n-“ “now” you cut Lotte off as you grabbed her hand and ran to your car trying to ignore his pleas as he followed you.

He stopped for a month after that but maybe it was because you stopped going out as much, he was still at every man city game and still waited for you in the parking lot where you politely smiled and waved at the crowd but he took it as you were only waving at him.

Lotte had told you to try and get a restraining order but their had never been enough evidence to even try.

One day before you announced your transfer to Arsenal you saw him again but at your front door. You slammed the door before he could try and get in but it didn’t stop him.

He bashed his fists on the door “You’re leaving me!” He yelled “your betraying me like this?” He asked.

You pushed your weight on the door, tears falling down your eyes as you pulled out your phone to call Lotte.

“Hey y/n” she answered sweetly as you sniffed “he’s here” you whispered out “he’s where y/n?” Lotte asked and you could tell her by her voice that her heart had dropped.

“My house Lotte. He’s found my house!”

“I’m calling the police, can I hang up darling just for a little bit I will call right back” she told you and you closed your eyes “I love you” you whispered in fear

“Don’t talk like that y/n” he is not going to hurt you” she said and you shook your head “I’m scared” you admitted as his fists became louder

“You bitch! I saw you at the Arsenal training grounds, you’re leaving!” He shouted and Lotte’s face turned white from the loudness of his voice “y/n I’m going to call I’ll be back”

The beep of the phone call ending made you sob again, without Lotte’s voice calming you down you were in a forensic mess.

His voice was drowned out by your thoughts and you heard sirens wailing from nearby, he did too as his fists stopped.

“You’ll regret this” he finally stated before you heard him ruffling away.

You never felt safe fully after that whilst you played your last weeks at Man City, you scanned the crowds in fear and always walked to your car quickly after a match, sometimes having Lotte pick you up.

When your news about transferring came out rumours started to spiral, until an anonymous writer came out.

Y/n y/l/n moving to Arsenal because of stalker?!

You pressed on it right away as you laid on Lotte’s chest, photos of you on walks and at cafes, one of you in your home which you moved out of as quickly as you could.

He had took these photos and now he was sending them in to make profit, your privacy for his benefit.

‘We hope y/n is well before her move to Arsenal’ it ended with and you felt yourself snuggling to Lotte even more.

You had been with Arsenal for almost a month now and it was time you versed your old team. It was bittersweet.

You loved the girls on the team and they were now your on field enemies. Lotte was the captain of the game and you were proud of her.

But nothing could stop the weird feeling in your stomach, it made you nervous and your mind was racing.

You thought it would go away as you play but the feeling was still there.

You had subbed on for Beth for a fresh pair of legs on the field on the 64th minute and it wasn’t long before you started making an impact, high giving your girlfriend as you scored a goal agains Man City.

You hadn’t even checked for the man in the crowd as you now sported the red, you should’ve maybe you would’ve seen him and the state he was in.

His eyes were baggy and it was clear to anyone around him that he would be drinking but security weren’t the best for the women’s games so they gave no mind.

It was about the 75th minute he jumped the barrier, a beer bottle in his hand, he wore your old jersey you had given to him as he stormed over to you.

You had your back to him so you couldn’t see him but some of your team mates did and the audience as they boo’d at him in the crowds, thinking he was a trouble maker wanting his 5 seconds of fame.

You looked behind you out of curiousity before you locked eyes with the man, your heart dropped before he raised his arm which the glass bottle was held in and smashed it on your head.

You dropped instantly as he yelled “traitor!” And kicked you at the head.

You had been near the sidelines so the low number of security members latched onto him as he yelled out to you but you were unconscious, on the floor with blood pouring down your face.

Almost the whole field and Audience went quiet and the TV channels who were broadcasting were lost for words.

Medics were on you quick as Lotte tan over with tears in her eyes. She looked at you and towards the man who was tackled to the floor “that’s him!” She yelled and told the security to take him to the jail.

The blood on your face wasn’t going away as more blood from your forehead and your eye fell down.

“Lotte” you choked out and sue dropped to her knees and grabbed your hand “I’m here, I’m here” she told you and kissed your knuckles “I’m scared” you cried as the medics came back with the stretcher “he’s gone now” Lotte told you, tears running down her eyes at the sight of you.

The medics pulled you up and the whole stadium was silent, the Arsenal and City girls watching you with tears in their eyes.

The game stopped.

Lotte followed you to an ambulance and most girls quickly got into their cars to follow you, not bothering to change.

You only needed a few stitches but Lotte demanded for a plastic surgery, saying you would never forgive her if she let you have a big scar from your eye to your temple.

So she waited with her head in her arms, her bright yellow captains arm band tightening around her bicep as she was joined by both the arsenal and Man city team in the waiting room.

“She’s going to be fine” Leah told her England team mate and she nodded “I know it’s just she- she was so scared” Lotte sobbed as she leaned into her team mates embrace and cried.

Both of the teams waited for you to come out of surgery, on their phones as some read articles or watches the film clip multiple times in shock of what had happened.

Lotte saw it every time she closed her eyes, the way you had no idea of the danger running towards you, the way he moved so quick nobody could stop him before the action was done.

The TV was on in the corner as the news talked about what had happened to you. Lotte watched as the reporter talked about the lack of security and how they interviews some of the games watchers, some crying.

Two hours later a doctor came into the room, shocked to see so many players waiting to see your results.

“Y/n y/l/n?” She questioned and everyone’s head shot up “yes?” Lotte stood up and the nurse nodded “she’s awake now but I think it’s best if we send people in groups” she said and Lotte let out a sigh of relief.

“You go first” Alanna said from her seat in the corner to Lotte and she nodded and walked behind the Nurse who took her to your room.

Your stitches looked oily from the numbing cream that they had lathered on top of the stitches. You don’t say anything, your eyes stuck to the ceiling.

“Why me?” You breathed out and Lotte grabbed your hand

“I don’t know baby” she replied and you looked at her, your eyes were blood shot “did they get him?” You asked and she nodded “he is behind bars and the court is allowing us to ask for a restraining order, he’s already not allowed to attend a soccer game ever again” she said and you nodded.

“Do I look as bad as I feel?” You asked and Lotte let out a little laugh “Do you really think I care about what you look like?”

“No but I care what I look like” you smiled and Lotte kissed your hand “you look beautiful, just like you always do”

You smiled “is it just you here?” You asked and Lotte scoffed “uhm actually” she started and went to the window and opened the blind which revealed the waiting room.

“Oh wow” you breathed out seeing both of your teams sitting down in the uncomfortable chairs.

“Maybe send in my national team mates, they’re most likely to tell me if I look ugly or not” you joked and your girlfriend rolled her eyes playfully at your comment.

“Actually almost all your national team mates are here” she breathed out before walking out to collect them.

When half of the Matilda’s team walked in Caitlin scoffed

“You just had to one up me from the World Cup didnt ya”

The whole room laughed at her before she laid on the bed and cuddled into your side.

“Well this will be a fun story to tell in a couple of years” you joked and your team mates laughed.

You smiled as you looked around, Lotte chating to your team mates with a smile as you cuddled into some of your younger players “I was so worried” Kyra told you and you shook your head.

“Takes a lot to take me down chicken”

[avaf00rd]

Stupid challenge

Katie McCabe x Reader

“What do you mean that’s not how it works?” Katie asked humorously through her Irish accent as she put the fry packet down. Pinching the bridge of her nose as you tried to explain for the millionth time.

“You only eat the food if you win scissor paper rock!” You exclaimed placing your hands on your girlfriend’s shoulders.

“Do we get to eat it while we play scissors paper rock?” Katie asked

“Why would you need to do that?” You remarked laughing

“I don’t know you came up with the stupid challenge!” Katie argued back. Your phone still recording as it stood on the back of your parked car near a park.

“Hey it’s not stupid” you sulked, folding your arms, voice dropping.

“Hey look I’m sorry let’s do this again” Katie said reassuringly as she stopped the recording and restarted it.

“Scissors, Paper, Rock” you both said fast. Katie wrapped her hand around your fist, beating you in the game, giving you a shove to the shoulder towards the tree.

“fuck” you breathed out as you ran to the tree and all the way back to the car “oi” you flicked her grimey hands away from the food once you reached her again.

You played scissors paper rock again, you got your hopes up only for your competitive girlfriend to win once again. “Off ya go” she shoved you even harder in the further direction. “So bad at this” Katie whispered to the camera as she ate a burger, mouth full of food.

You came back puffing “why did you decide on that tree- fuck me!” you started to say before she had won once again and you were quick to pick up your feet, frantically rolling your eyes.

The tree really was that far. Making you walk the way back to the car. “Come on y’snail!” Katie yelled “there will be no food left!” laughing like it was the funniest thing she had ever seen.

Scissors

Paper

Rock

“Shit yeah!” You yelled throwing your arms up as you pushed your girlfriend away by her shoulders, causing her to fall. “Oh!” You noticed her plummet to the ground

“Ow don’t fucking laugh” she wined while you stood there clutching your stomach giggling.

“I’m sorry but chop chop” you took her hands to pull her to her own two feet. “Run Katie run!” You yelled out to her, panicking when you noticed her starting to sprint. Determined to get back in zero time

You shoved as much in your mouth as you could before she was already back. Pulling your whole body away from the food before a blink, so you could redo

Scissors

Paper

Rock

“Woo check it out!” You said excitedly as she started to run away. You turned to your phone recording, “who’s losing now” you shrugged with a grin before taking a large sip of the shake. You watched on her way back as she tripped, once again, by her own feet this time.

She bolted back up in no time, bringing a thumbs up from afar as she ran again “I’m okay!”

“Okay the TikTok stopped” you said as she returned. Phone now in your hand while you leaned against the car to watch it over.

“We can eat it all now?” Katie smiled at you

“Yes cheeky” you said grabbing her face with your hand and pecking her lips.

A/n: so I have another fic ready to post that I just need to double check. But I was in a writing mood and wrote this super quick. Super short but I hope you enjoyed xx

[archangeldyke-all]

Need reader being spitroasted by ran n sev pleasseeeee😵‍💫

HEHEHEHEHHEHEHEHHEHEHEHEHHE

oooooh also this is the fifth ran ask! what emoji should we pick for the masterlist key? any suggestions?

men and minors dni

you come home to a suspiciously quiet house.

usually, when you're the last one of the three of you to come home, you walk through the front door to sevika and ran wrestling, or arguing, or making out. but they're always making some kind of noise.

you would be worried if you weren't fucking exhausted. you've had a terrible week at work, and the only thing that's kept you going is the thought of sleeping in tomorrow morning with your lovers wrapped around you.

you kick your shoes off, drop your bag, and shuffle to the bedroom, ready to collapse on bed and sleep.

only, when you push into the bedroom, there're candles lit, and rose petals scattered.

your heart drops. did you forget an anniversary? a birthday? fuck-- this is the problem with dating two people, there's twice as many important dates to remeber--

"baby." a voice cuts through your worried sprialing. you blink up from the bed to the sight of ran in the en-suite's doorway. they're naked...

well, naked except for their strap. you blink down at the dildo hanging off your partner's legs, then back up at them, confused.

"what?" you ask.

sevika steps out of the bathroom, grinning. "babe, you're finally home!" she greets.

she's naked and wearing a strap too.

"am i... interrupting something?" you ask. ran and sevika both laugh, and you can't stop your eyes from flicking between both of your lovers. you're turned on, exhausted, and confused.

"baby. lay down." ran says, reaching out and leading you to sit on the bed. you blink up at them, not quite understanding what's happening as they kneel down and start stripping your socks off your feet for you.

sevika climbs into bed behind you, her hands kneading into your stiff shoulders as ran's start digging into the arches of your feet. you groan, sinking backwards into sevika's chest as you start to relax after a hard week.

"is it our anniversary?" you ask, still not understanding what the occasion is.

sevika chuckles and kisses your cheek. "no. we noticed how hard you've been workin' lately-- you've been tired, baby." she mumbles against your neck, before she starts sucking at the skin.

"we wanna take care of you." ran mumbles, their hands trailing up and down your calves, squeezing the tight muscles.

realization dawns on you, and tears threaten to spring up in your eyes. "fuck." you whimper. "you guys." your vocie shakes, and sevika snorts.

"told you she'd cry."

ran giggles, and kisses each of your knees.

you elbow sevika, then turn your face to kiss her cheek. "i'm the luckiest woman in the world." you sigh.

"corny." ran mumbles from where their hands are pulling open your pants. sevika flicks their head, then starts to unbutton your shirt.

you just relax back into her strong chest, letting your partners take care of you.

it isn't until you're naked, sevika kissing your neck as ran trails kisses up your legs-- that you become aware of the slight kink in their plan.

"y-you're both strapped up." you whimper as ran sucks a hickey into your thigh.

you guys have had a system for years at this point, to settle disputes in the bedroom when it's time for someone to strap up. rock paper scissors usually solves it, and it's ended up being a pretty fair way of distributing strap-on privileges.

and as hot as the thought is, and as much as the three of you have talked about it-- none of you are ready to try double penetration yet.

so you're confused.

ran's mischievous smile makes your cunt throb.

"well..." they trail off, looking up to sevika where her chin's hooked over your shoulder.

"i saw a porno the other day." sevika fills in. you giggle.

sevika only really watches porn when she's researching for the three of you. it's hilarious to witness-- sevika with a notebook and pen in her hands while filth plays on the screen. you and ran like to watch with her, your hands occupied with much more satisfying activities, to see how long she can last before she snaps and throws the notebook away to pay attention to the two of you.

she's had to start researching porn in private to avoid any distractions.

"what if sev fucked your cunt, while i fucked your mouth?" ran whispers from between your legs.

you almost cum from the words alone. ran giggles at the way your thighs clench around their face a bit, and sevika hums, nuzzling her nose against your throat, happy with your reaction.

your lovers rearrange you easily, propping you up on all fours with your ass facing the head of the bed, your head facing ran where they stand at the foot.

they don't make you work for it. they don't tease you, like they tend to. instead, ran just cups your face gently, and slides their cock past your lips.

your partners know you well. nothing turns your brain to mush like giving head especially when you're sucking on strap.

there's no stakes. ran can't really feel your mouth, no matter how much they think they can, so you can be as sloppy, uncoordinated, and dumb on their cock as you want. and the moans they let out get you fucking drunk.

behind you, sevika smacks your ass.

you choke on ran's cock, and they and sevika both giggle at your sputters. sevika apologizes for surprising you by running her fingers through your cunt.

"shit." she gasps. ran grunts.

"what?"

"she's fuckin' dripping already."

god-- this is the best/worst part of having two partners. when they talk about you like you aren't even there. it makes you all gooey on the inside, and now, with your mouth stuffed with cock, you can't even complain about them doing it.

"she's a cockslut, sev, whaddya expect?" ran asks, swiping their finger over your cheek tenderly as they blink down at you adoringly.

you whimper.

sevika sinks two fingers inside of you.

your brain starts to leak out of your ears, and your elbows wobble.

ran laughs, takes a step forward and helps you up to your knees as they wrap their arms around your waist, leaning in for a kiss.

sevika's kissing down your shoulders, her fingers hammering in and out of your squelching cunt.

"i'm--" you choke out.

"gonna cum baby?" ran asks against your lips. you nod, huffing for air as sevika's fingers assault your g-spot.

"s-sev--" you whimper. she chuckles behind you, one of her hands sneaking between you and ran's bodies to play with your tits.

"come on my fingers, then we'll turn you over n' put both our cocks in you."

you cum, the image sending you spiraling into one of the most intense orgasms you've ever had.

usually, ran and sevika give you a minute to catch your breath after you cum. tonight, they don't.

they help you down to the bed, still shaking and whimpering, turning you onto your back, your head hanging off the foot of the bed.

your thighs are clenching together so hard, both from your receding orgasm and the one that's growing at the prospect at what's about to happen to you. sevika notices, giggling and kissing both of your knees before she tears your legs apart.

you gasp. ran takes the oppertunity to sink their cock all the way down your throat.

fuck.

you can smell their arousal, your nose half an inch from their cunt, your throat stuffed with cock. all you can see is the wet curls of ran's bush.

and then sevika sinks inside of you.

you cum the second you get them both in you. and upon seeing this, they both snap.

"shit, baby, you're perfect." sevika whimpers. "perfect little cockslut-- cummin' the second you got us inside you-- you're adorable."

"just like that, honey, just feel good for us." ran mutters, their hands gripping your tits as they start to thrust in and out of your mouth. you'll have ten little bruises on your chest in the morning.

and ten on your hips-- if sevika's grip doesn't lessen as she pounds into you.

the sound of your choked moans and squelching cunt fill the room, along with the moans of your lovers and the occasional smack of the two of them kissing above you.

you've never been so turned on in your life-- you can't stop shaking, you're not sure if your orgasm is lasting a lifetime or if you're just having a bunch in a row.

spit is sliding down your face-- you're lightheaded from your head's upside down position. your thighs are soaked in your own cum, you don't know if you're squirting or just that fucking wet. neither would surprise out.

you've never felt so perfect in your life.

"shit, i'm gonna cum." ran grunts.

your hands fly up to clutch their ass, pulling them deeper down your throat. sevika chuckles. "such a fuckin' slut." she teases.

"my favorite slut." ran grunts.

"i take offense to that." sevika mutters.

ran laughs, loud and bright, and then they dissolve into moans, their hips stuttering as they cum down your throat.

they pull their cock out of your mouth with a disgusting wet pop, and you whimper at the loss. "come back."

sevika groans, and collapses forward, burying her face against your neck as she starts to cum inside you. "slut!" she laughs brightly between her whimpers. "i love you so f-fuckin much, baby, s-shit." she whines.

ran's grinning down at you, their cock resting on your cheek as they stroke your cheek. "how you feelin' baby?" they ask.

sevika bites your throat as she comes down from her orgasm, and you squeak. "i-ah!" both your lovers laugh. you roll your eyes, then try again. "'m so fuckin' good." you say, grinning.

"yeah?" ran asks. you nod up at them, dreamily. they giggle, and duck down to kiss you upside down. you hum against their lips. "good. 'cause we're just gettin' started."

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[mapofthemazeinthemirror]

Hybrid!txt when you smell like someone else

Warnings: gender neutral reader, but for Taehyun's reader is mentioned to have a boyfriend. I should probably mention that when I write hybrids, I don't really picture people with animal features like ears and tails, just animal senses and behaviours? That should help this make more sense. This could also work for werewolves if you prefer to imagine it that way!

Note: this has been sitting in my drafts for months, it kept getting pushed back by other ideas. So glad to get it out. Please let me know which is your favourite scenario!

☆ gender neutral reader

Soobin

You were standing in the kitchen filling the sink with water to start the dishes when you heard the front door. It was game night; the night your boyfriend and his friends ordered in dinner and hogged the TV to play games until they wore each other out, or on some occasions, to tears. So you didn't mind doing the dishes tonight, even though it was technically Soobin’s turn.

"Yah, what's that smell?”

You turned to see Soobin and Beomgyu appear in the kitchen, bags from the convenience store slung over Beomgyu’s shoulder, a telltale sign that he'd lost at rock paper scissors. “Hi guys.”

"Is someone here?" Soobin asked, glancing down the hallway. You shook your head and he immediately dropped his confused expression, his face scrunching in disgust. “Then what smells like dog?”

"I don't... oh. It's probably my new boss, we had a meeting today." After all the time you'd been with Soobin, all the time you'd spent around his friends, you were still not that used to this whole thing. You couldn't always spot their kind, and sometimes you forgot about your boyfriend's intense senses, though you had gotten better since you started dating.

Beomgyu placed the bags atop the counter and scratched the back of his head. "The other guys will be here in a minute, so..." He looked up at Soobin who met his eyes.

This was another thing that happened often. It was like they could just lock eyes and know what the other was thinking without saying a word. The two seemed to finish their silent conversing, turning back to you, matching grins growing on their faces. Your eyes darted between the two of them, trying to get a clue as to what you were left out of the loop about, before they were coming at you. Sandwiching you between them, they both began rubbing their cheeks against yours, scenting you as you squirmed.

"Is this what you're going to smell like every day now?" Soobin asked into your hair.

Beomgyu was finding this funny, his laughter in your ear as you whined in complaint. "You reek! Maybe it's time to find a new job."

Once they were satisfied with their work, they stood back, chuckling at how mussed up your hair was from their handiwork. You pouted up at them and they were even more amused.

The doorbell rang before Yeonjun let himself in, the door still being unlocked. He waltzed into the kitchen with Taehyun in tow. "Who's ready to get whoop-" his face fell and his eyes began to search the floor, before looking between you and Soobin, brows furrowed. "Did you guys get a dog or something?"

Before Beomgyu or Soobin could do anything except smirk at you, you were turning on your heel and announcing that you were going to take a shower.

Yeonjun

When he arrives home, straight away his senses hone in on your jacket hanging over the porch railing, soaking wet—yet still he can smell what you've tried to erase. As soon as you hear his key in the door you’re there explaining, before he can utter a single word.

"This guy at the bus stop was all over me. I had to get a different bus so he wouldn’t be with me on the way here."

He stops midway through taking off his own coat, the shoulders of the garment hanging at his elbows. You hear the strain in his voice, see the fervor flash through his eyes. "What do you mean all over you?"

"He put his arm around me. He kept putting his face close to my ear to ask me questions… but-but I washed my hair when I got home. I washed my jacket twice but I wasn't sure if it would still get to you, so l left it outside. I'm sorry."

His expression faded as he relaxed a little. Still he kept his concentration solely on you as he pulled his hands from his sleeves and hung the coat up. "You don't have anything to be sorry about. Did he do anything else, anything more? Are you okay?"

You sighed tiredly, glad Yeonjun was home and you could have dinner and relax together and put the day behind you. “No, I’m fine.”

Stepping forward, he pulled you into his arms and pressed his cheek to the top of your head. “That’s all that matters.”

Beomgyu

Beomgyu stepped out of the cool night air and into the small store you worked in. He always picks you up when you work the night shift, preferring to drive you home than you taking the bus so late.

You haven't yet noticed his presence, despite the place being empty, busy tidying the shop for closing. As he slinks over to you, you reach up on your tip toes to put something away on a high shelf, and he means to put his arms around you to surprise, but something made him stop short behind you.

"Not again," he says, making you jump out of your skin.

"Gyu!" you yelp. "Don't do that!"

He pouts. "You smell like not you."

Pulling the fabric of your shirt to your nose and inhaling, you shake your head. "I don't smell anything."

You move off to the front desk, Beomgyu trailing behind, still complaining. "Of course you don't smell it, you pure-bred human—" and when you send him a look, he adds, "—affectionately. You just have to take my word for it."

He watches as you clock out and untie the apron from your waist, looking up at him tiredly. "Let's just go home, okay?"

He nods, and after turning off the lights and locking the doors, you make the short walk to his car. It's still warm inside, and it's such a relief to sit down after hours on your feet. You let your head rest back against the seat and look up at your boyfriend as he puts the key in the ignition.

"Thank you," you say tiredly.

As he looks over at you, he grabs something from the mirror and holds it out to you. Taking it from him, you look down to inspect what you've been given—his car air freshener. "You're welcome."

Taehyun

Taehyun couldn't hide his smile as he opened the door, until he got a whiff of something he didn't like. "Hey," he said, trying to act casual despite his senses waving tiny red flags at him. Yet, before he could stop himself, he was asking, "Where have you been?"

He watched as you took off your shoes, a hard task with your hands occupied with the pile of books and stationary you'd brought for studying, and usually Taehyun would be a gentleman and take them for you, but right now his mind was distracted.

"I stopped at my boyfriend's place. I'm sorry, am I late?"

Your boyfriend. He hadn't known you had a boyfriend... had he? He tried to rack brain, think of who you hung out with at school as he lead you into the house. "Oh... no, uhm..."

You walked across him to put your stuff down at the table and he got a stronger smell of the scent that hovered around you. Your boyfriend was definitely not completely human. He wondered if you knew. He wondered if he could compose himself enough to study with this smell hanging around.

"Let's get started," you were saying as you took a seat.

Taehyun tried to ignore his thoughts as he sat with you, listening to you talk about the assignment and dividing tasks. He did his best to focus on the words you were saying, your voice, your eyes, anything he could hold onto. But his instincts were strong. He stood up suddenly, your eyes following him, mouth forming a question. "Would you like anything? To eat or drink?"

Your expression cleared of confusion. "Sure, water would be nice."

Thankful to busy himself and get a break, he walked over to the kitchen and filled one glass, then another, breathing deeply all the while to try to calm his system. As he returned to the table, you were coming back from the front hall, suddenly without your jacket on. You reached out and took one of the glasses from him and sat down once more. He noticed that most of the scent was gone; he could bear being so close to you now.

"I really like that jacket you were wearing," he commented nonchalantly between discussions of school work.

You looked up from your notes with a smile. "Oh yeah? Me too. It's my boyfriend's, I'm always stealing it when I can."

He nodded, trying to keep the small smile from fading. It's okay, I'm okay, his mind was trying to console him. It probably wouldn't work out between the two of you anyway... right?

Huening Kai

He found you on the couch, laying on your side, tucked into a ball. “Hi hun,” he spoke softly, knowing this habit of yours meant something was up. He wasn’t going to bring up the scent he had picked up before he’d even opened the front door just yet.

You peeked up at him and he could tell you were exhausted. “Hi." His smile and his eyes were so warm that you immediately blurted out what was wrong without him needing to ask. "I went to a party.”

“Oh?" Your voice was so small and meak it tugged at Kai’s heart. "A party?”

“I didn’t want to go but my friends… they dragged me there, and I… I’m pretty sure everyone there was…” You pressed your lips together.

“Stinky,” he finished for you with a playful scrunch of his nose.

Nodding, you uncurled yourself to make room for your boyfriend on the couch. He sat and reached for your hand, holding it inside his big, warm one. His hands were always warm. He was always warm. It was one of your favourite things.

“It was kinda scary,” you admitted. At this, he tugged your hand towards him, a sign for you to come closer, and soon you were tucked into his lap.

"I know," he said softly, rubbing his hands up and down your arms soothingly. "I know it's still all new to you."

Humming in agreement, you allowed your head to fall into the crook of his neck. This was the place you felt safest in the whole world, even before you knew that the world was not as you had always thought.

Kai's voice rumbled through his chest, vibrating through you as he spoke. "Maybe a bath might help you relax."

You looked up at him, and he brought his face down to rub his nose against yours, his trademark show of affection with you. "Do I really smell that bad?"

The boy couldn't hide his smirk. "Just a little."

written by mapofthemazeinthemirror - do not repost my work in any form

[hyukasmiles]

Helloooo, how are you doing?

I just discovered your blog, and omg, you are soooo talented, and your brain is super sexy and delicious as hell!

I really wanted to send you an ask for a drable of sweet, soft, service top husband Taehyun (let's be for real, Terry is such a hubby material), breeding kink and strength kink (?.

Just the fact that he is so down on his knees if it's about you, he doesn't see a future without you, wants to make you part of his life forver.

Sweet love making with your perfect husband, him whispering lovely nothings in your ear, manhandling you into any posision he wants, caresing your body with a firm but soft touch, holding all the love he feels for you and all the stars in his eyes, as he breeds you to the brim, you kissing his forehead while he purrs into your neck

ILSKDODL yeah, that man is making me go fereal

That's all babe, thank youuu

—TAEHYUN—

(nsfw & not proofread)

This is kind of all over the place and i’m sorry about that 😭

—

“Hey!” Yeonjun cheers from the table, waving Taehyun over. “We didn’t know if you were coming or not! The rest of the guys should be here soon.”

“Yeah I’m sorry it was so up in the air, we closed on a house today.” Taehyun hugs his friend, settling down next to him.

“Hey, you came!” Kai smiles down at him, the other two guys behind him echoing similar sentiments. “Broke away from your bride just for us!”

“He must really love us.” Beomgyu laughs. “Let’s get drunk!”

Taehyun misses you, it’s a deep gnawing feeling in his gut that grows with every sip of beer. You haven’t texted him all night and he's slowly convincing himself it’s because you’re angry with him and the gnawing grows bigger as he does.

His friends are laughing, playing rock paper scissors over something as he pouts, staring at his phone. If he was sober he’d realize you’re just asleep but right now panic claws at his throat with the idea you’re leaving him. “I have to go, guys.” Taehyun mumbles, grabbing his coat and stumbling out of the restaurant.

He can’t lose you. He’d be nothing without you.

Your shared apartment is dark when he gets home, pitch black with the absence of you. It’s just him, the couch, and the gentle hum of the air conditioner. Your name breaks the silence, Taehyun’s voice shaking as he maneuvers through the house.

Most of your apartment is in boxes, you must have spent the night packing. He remembers the house you picked out, the one you fell in love with. Taehyun couldn’t have cared less about where you guys end up but the way you lit up as he followed you through the property changed his mind. You were right, you were always right, especially when you grabbed his hand and whispered about how it was perfect for starting a family with him.

The memory makes him smile. You make him smile.

Relief washes over him when he opens the bedroom door, your body a lump in your shared bed. “I’m home.” He whispers, letting his coat fall to the ground. You don’t move, still asleep as he sits on the edge of the bed. “I missed you.”

You accept Taehyun even in your sleep, wrapping him in your arms as he settles into the bed. “I love you.” He’s on the verge of tears, pressing a kiss against your forehead. “So much.” Another kiss on your nose. “Too much.” A third kiss on your cheek. “Never leave me.” A final kiss lands against your lips.

Your face scrunches up as you rouse, trying to hide your face in his neck. “Sorry love, I didn’t mean to wake you up.” Taehyun kisses his words into your shoulder.

You’re so warm in his hold, soothing his panic with a hand against his chest. “Did you have fun?” Your lips graze his skin as you talk, each movement resulting in a tiny kiss.

“No, I spent my whole night missing you.” Your hair is slightly damp, you’ve always been too lazy to fully dry it, relying on Taehyun to do it for you. “I should have stayed home and dried your hair.”

Your laugh is heavy with sleep. “Yeah, you should have.” Taehyun knows you’re just joking but his anxieties from earlier surge forward, stinging like bile in his throat.

“Please forgive me, I can’t live without you.” You’re more asleep than awake, it’s obvious from the way you hum at him. “Don’t leave me.”

“What?” You push back on him a little, your pretty fingers caging his face as you look at him. “Hyun, you’re crying.” Your lips feel like rose petals against your cheek as you kiss his tears away.

His head hangs as you soothe him. You follow the same order he did; forehead, nose, cheeks, and then lips- it shouldn’t surprise him, he learned it from you. You taste like toothpaste, like waking up to love and falling asleep with it, like the simple life Taehyun has always wanted. “Don’t leave me.” His arms wrap around your shoulders. He’s determined to pull you closer to him, close enough your atoms fuse with his.

“I’d rather die.” Another kiss against his nose. “You’re my better half.” Your eyes crinkle in a tired smile.

“Will you sing for me?” Taehyun’s request makes him feel childish, the way you cradle his face makes him feel like a baby. “Just a little.”

“Really? You’re the singer.” Your words tickle his hair as he curls up, nestling his head into your chest. “Ok.” Your lips are against his head as you hum.

It’s a slow sweet melody that takes Taehyun a while to place, it’s just as he’s drifting off that it clicks. “Why this one?”

“I love it, it reminds me of our wedding. How you cried while we danced to it.”

“Cause I love you so much.” His hands rest on your hips, gently rubbing up your side and back down. “You looked so pretty in your dress.”

—

Taehyun wakes up to an empty bed, a frown taking over his face as he reaches for his phone. His only notification is a text from you, explaining that you’re cleaning the new house and you wanted him to get some sleep.

He’s in the car in minutes, barely remembering shoes as he rushes out of the apartment. His anxieties are back with his hangover, hand reaching to rest on a thigh that isn’t there as he drives.

You’re right where you told him you would be, doing exactly what you said you would be doing, humming as you wipe down the kitchen counters. You must have your headphones in, completely unaware of him as he approaches, jumping a little when he wraps you up in a hug, chest pressed against your back. “Hey, beautiful.”

“Sleep good?” The smell of shampoo eases his headache as he hums out a yes. “I’m glad, you were so upset last night.”

“That's why I don’t drink. I get all sappy.” Taehyun kisses you as you turn around, hands still wrapped around you as press closer to him. His tongue swipes over your lips, quickly accepted by your own.

Your breath shakes as you speak. “Hold…” You grab onto his shoulder, gently pushing at it. “Hold on, I wanted to show you something.”

“Can’t it wait?” Taehyun nips at your bottom lip as he talks, sliding his fingers under your top. “I’d really like to fuck you.”

You laugh like he’s joking, hitting at his chest as you wheeze. “Stop- come look.”

You lead him to one of the rooms, smiling as you open the door. A small crib is waiting for him. “Took me all morning to build it, but I decided this is the best room for a nursery.” Taehyun nods along with your words, a deep need blooming in his chest as he stares at the wooden furniture. “You ok? Hungry?”

“Yeah.” He mumbles. “I wanna eat you.” You laugh again, it’s an awkward puff of confusion that he cuts off with another kiss. “I’m serious, I wanna devour you with my love.”

You let him split open your mouth with his messy kisses, his hands exploring the skin under your t-shirt as he sucks on your tongue. “Should we go home?” You're a mess, voice pitched, legs shaky, eyes watery, the idea of stopping to go home almost makes him laugh.

“No.” Your skin is on fire under Taehyun’s lips, the warmth from it spreading from them throughout his whole body. “I’ll have you right here.” Contrary to you, the door is cold against Taehyun’s palms but it serves well to cage you in and ground him.

“Standing up?”

Taehyun shakes his head. “No, it won’t stick that way, I just want to kiss you some more.” He can hear you repeat the word stick, your pretty eyebrows scrunching as you look at him. “Yeah, gotta get you pregnant, love, so this crib has a purpose.” You open your mouth to speak but the words don’t come out, leaving you wide open for another kiss. “You taste sweet.” Taehyun groans, tongue pressing against yours. “Like honey.”

He kisses you until you turn impatient, pulling at his hair and whining for more. “I’m sorry, love. Let me make it up to you.” His knees hit the floor with a thud. The button of your shorts pops so easy, the jean material pooling around your ankles.

“That tickles.” You whine as he liters your stomach with kisses. Taehyun almost can't believe how wet you are, underwear sticking to your sweet, honeyed cunt as he slips them down.

“Come here.” Taehyun grabs the back of your thighs, supporting you in full as he spreads them apart. “Hold onto me, baby, I’ve got you.” The first taste of you has his eyes rolling into his head, grip tightening as he licks at your folds. “Fuck-“

Your only point of contact to the door is the middle of your back, your body hunched over, hands pulling at his shirt and hair as he works your clit with his tongue. “Hyun-“ He hums, sending shivers up your spine as he lifts you off the ground, trying to force himself further into your cunt. “I want you in me, hurry.”

“Fuck. Fuck, ok.” Taehyun sets you down against the floor, pulling your shirt over your head. “I love your tits.” The flesh distracts him, thumb swiping over your red nipples. He can hear you whine for him to hurry, your hands trying to strip him of his shirt. “This little bit of skin…” Taehyun licks at the valley in between your boobs. “…is so sexy.” He sucks a hickey against the skin, then another, then a third, and more and more until your chest and neck is covered in the little red marks.

You’re whining at him still, begging him to hurry. “You’re a tease.” Taehyun kisses you again, swallowing your whimpers, fingers slipping through your soaked cunt.

“Want me to fuck you so bad but I can barely get my fingers in you.” The back of your head hits the door making it bump into the wall with a soft thud. “Careful.” Taehyun’s hand tangles in your hair, big hand cradling your head. “Don’t want you getting hurt.”

“Hyun,” Your hands claw at his clothed shoulder. “I need you to take this shit off and fuck me. Now.” He tries to coo out something about taking his time but you’re quick to cut him off, “Now!”

When Taehyun pulls away from you to strip he’s stunned by the image of you in all your prettiness. The way you’re slouched against the door, face flushed and smeared with the mixture or your and his saliva, hair a mess, eyes droopy, shorts hanging from your ankle, it almost reminds him of a painting. “You’re so beautiful.”

“Oh, shut up.” You groan, wrapping one of your legs around his waist. “You can tell me about it after you fuck me.”

You’re delusional if you think Taehyun can wait, sweet whispers of your beauty filling the air as he pulls down his sweats. He tells you how lucky he is as he grinds his erection against your slippery cunt. Mumbles about his love for you as he slowly spreads you open on his cock.

“So perfect for me.” Taehyun’s lips press into your hair, his hand coming back to hold your head. “You’ll get a headache if you keep hitting your head.”

“It’s your fault, you chose right here.” Your words are choppy, clipping off every time his hips hit yours. Your cunt is so warm and gooey, melting his brain.

Taehyun can’t shut up, his forehead resting against your shoulder as he rambles. “…N’ your laugh is so pretty, n’ the way you blush…” More and more as he bullies his hips against your own. “I love you, so much, so fucking much.”

Your legs shake under his hold, hand under your knee as he pushes it out. “The stretch hurts, Hyun.” It comes out more as whines than words as he pushes you more. “So deep.”

“That’s good, it’s gotta stick.” Taehyun groans at your pitchy cries, softly begging for more. “Will you rub your clit for me baby? My hands are full.” You do as he asks, fingers trailing down his stomach before pressing into your puffy clit.

He can just barely see your fingers moving in circles against the bud, his neck bent so he can stare. “I feel so good.” You confess, head fighting his hand as you try to rest it against the door. “I’m gonna-“

Your voice cuts off as you squirt, cunt tightening even harder against Taehyun’s cock as you spray against his stomach. “So perfect.” Taehyun groans, pistoning into you harder. “Give me an orgasm now, ok? I wanna feel you cum around my cock, love, I need to feel it.” He’s babbling again, hips bruising as he fucks you.

It doesn’t take too long, your back arching as your orgasm builds up. “C’mon baby, please.” He pleads with you, trying to force himself deeper. “Need it, please, I need-“ You cum with a broken groan, clamping down so hard Taehyun struggles to push in as his own orgasm sparks.

White hot spurts of cum fill you to the brim, his eyes watering as you wring him out. “Fuck- thank you, love, you’re so perfect for me.”

[hunnymisworld]

How Haikyuu Characters would respond to you:

When you ask them for help in making the homework.

SFW | Fluff | Crack | Short AU

[READ ME FIRST]

C O N T E X T: You are a 1st year transfer student in Karasuno and you've already adjusted to your new environment as well as the new people you met whom you made friends with. You were having a hard time with a homework and decided to ask for help in your fellow classmates/seniors.

DAICHI SAWAMURA

A P P R O A C H A B L E yet he is kinda intimidating because everybody knows he's the volleyball captain.

He'll show a small smile when you tap his shoulder to call his attention. "Hey y/n, how can i help you?"

Would offer to teach you the homework with every d e t a i l so you would understand. (He doesn't mind if you ask multiple times about the same thing)

A PATIENT MAN (and understanding too)

"Don't hesitate to ask for help anytime okay?"

He sees you as a younger sibling and finds it cute when you ask him for help.

BIG BROTHER ENERGY (best senpai fr)

Kinda serious when he teaches you the lesson, he's eager for you to learn.

Would ask you follow-up questions to make sure you really understood.

The type to even stay-up-late with you when you ask for a tutor in the upcoming exam ( FOR FREE?!?!? - yes. )

Gives you his phone number cause he does not use social media that much. In case you needed any help with academics or whatsoever.

YOU ACED THE HOMEWORK!

YU NISHINOYA & RYUNOSUKE TANAKA

You can easily find them near the vending machine playing rock-paper-scissors to know who's going to pay for who's snack/drink. (tough battle - Who do you think pays most of the time? You can leave a comment.)

"Stop messing around noya! A junior is here to ask something"

"Ow! Did you really have to hit me- **gets hit again** Oh- Hi Y/n how can your seniors help you?"

Would gladly help you and buy you snacks too!

They lead you where they usually hang out during free time and scan what your homework is about.

"Here, can i see?" Nishinoya offered to look at the homework first and you handed him your noteook.

Ryu was beside him, he was also trying to see what your homework is about.

Scan....scan... Read.... Read...

"What is this? Did we even learn this way back? Do you remember any of this ryu?"

"GIve me that! Stupid-ass. That's what you get for cutting classes. Good for you that you were able to be a senior" (Yes, ryu just snatched your notebook from noya)

BRO WAS OFFENDED

"HEY! That was- fine! It's true. Why would i argue with an even dumber person like you"

You were literally just standing there while they bicker like 🧍‍♀️ T.T (poor y/n getting flustered - wondering how to react)

"Can you stop Noya, let me handle this. SHHHH i can't focus"

Noya really said 😧😑🙂 (bro was GAGGED)

After a while.... yes they indeed remembered the lesson and eventually stopped bickering.

They summerized the lesson for you and explained the concept of the lesson. You were then able to answer all the questions which they checked.

"There all done!" Noya happily said while Ryu was having his moment being the best senpai ever.

"Easy peasy" "Lemon squeezy"

You were relieved and thanked them after. You also offered to get them ice cream next time you bump into each other to thank them for helping you (Literally ATE UP your free time from all that bickering T.T nevertheless, you were grateful)

2 MISTAKES! NOT BAD!! (You got 4 thumbs up from them both and they congratulated you)

SUGAWARA KOSHI

He would be the one to approach you since he noticed you were having a hard time since the morning recess. Brows furrowed while you were scanning your note book.

"Hey Y/n! How are you? I noticed you were having a hard time since the morning. Do you need help?"

You were on the verge of crying for being frustrated at not understanding the lesson. He noticed it and patted your back as he smiled at you warmly.

A COMFORT PERSON FR (he's such a sunshine)

Makes you calm down first so that you'd be able to clear your mind for you to understand the lesson completely.

"How are you feeling? Do you feel calm now? Don't worry, anything can be learned. Don't pressure yourself too much, you just have to give yourself enough time to learn it okay? Let yourself be a beginner too."

You smile warmly at his words. He seems to always know what to say to make a person calm down.

He explained the concept to you as simple as he can and gave you an outline of the lesson so that you have a guide.

He bought you your comfort food to help calm your nerves and walked you back to your classroom cause he was worried.

"Just approach me if you need tutoring okay? Your mental health matters, don't be too hard on yourself. Don't doubt yourself and your capabilities, you are an amazing person who is also capable of making mistakes. You're human too."

You hugged him as you felt how sincere he was and he patted your back.

YOU ACED IT YEY!! (our soft-hearted y/n awww)

KIYOKO SHIMIZU

IS YOUR BESTFRIEND!! (sees you as her little sibling)

Left her notebooks on your desk with a cute note saying:

" Don't be upset, you'll get it i promise you. Here are my notes from 1st year and it's concept is described there in the simplest form. I know you'll be able to understand it when you read it. If you have any questions just text me, i'm arranging the boys' volleyball team practice match with Nekoma right now so i was not able to hand it to you personally. Take care xoxo!

PS: let me know if you want to watch the match, i'll get you a ticket"

SHE IS THE SWEETEST

You understood her notes pretty easily as she said on her note

You texted her and said thank you for the notes and offered to buy her snacks when she's not busy anymore.

She replied with:

" You're welcome 🩷. Sure!!"

She's the best sister fr.

KEI TSUKISHIMA

Will turn his back on you as you approach him T.T

"No. I know what you're going to ask for"

Damn :((

As you walk out of the classrom to ask others who can help you with the homework, he secretly puts his notebook in your bag for you to have a guide for the homework.

"dumb-ahh."

Yes, he left a note and stick in inside his notebook saying:

"Everything is here. You better not text or annoy me. Study on your own. I need my notebook back by tomorrow"

You were surprised and touched that he knows how to show he cares.

OFC YOU ACED IT!!

SHOYO HINATA & TOBIO KAGEYAMA

Before you even have the chance to ask them, THEY WILL ASK FOR YOUR HELP FIRST T.T

They don't understand the lesson either

"Hey y/n, do you understand the lesson? Can you help us?"

BOTH OF THEM LOOKING AT YOU SO HELPLESS AND SHOYO IS ABOUT TO CRY T.T (poor baby)

You looked at them shocked and said "I'm surprised and flattered that you think that I understood the topic but I ALSO DON'T KNOW T.T"

You and HInata cried while Kageyama left you both to ask for help (don't worry he intends to teach you the concept of the lesson to after he learned it from someone who can help)

You ended up having a mini group study with them and Kageyama was able to explain the concept sucessfully.

"Woah Kageyama, i have this much respect for you now. Didn't know you had this side in you" the orange haired guy said.

"Shut up, i'll never set for you again if you manage to fail this homework"

ALL OF YOU ACED IT!!

E N D

Note: You can comment for other character request.

[yarafic]

Imagine: Being Jeremy's childhood best friend and your family moves back into town.

It has been years since you step foot into the town of Mystic Falls. From scenery wise, the town has not changed at all but the feeling of welcoming is no longer in the air as it use to have it. There is a sense of danger as you walk through the town square. You can see children running around and laughing, parents sitting on the bench, and gossiping about the town folk. Mystic Falls is a small town where everyone knew everyone, there are many reasons why you have a hatred for small towns cause of how noisy townsfolk are.

You are not going to lie and say that you miss being here, it has been a long time since you haven't seen your dearest friend, Jeremy Gilbert. The two of you lost touch when your parents got a divorce, your mother got full custody of you while you only got to spend time with your father during Christmas. Jeremy's number is lost in your father's phone book.

Now it has been two months since the death of your mother and now your dad decided to move back to Mystic falls. You are not going to lie, you were happy being back. You felt right at home. At the same time there was something mysterious walking around the town, every step you took you sense that someone was watching your every step.

____

You and your dad were almost finished putting away the boxes when the door bells starts to ring. Frozen in headlights, you and your dad look at each other then started playing rock, paper and scissors to see who will answer the door. Sadly, you lost and grumpily stomp towards the door. You turn around to your dad with puppy eyes asking him to open the door instead but he shook his head no.

As you open the door, you were stunned to see that Jeremy was standing right there staring at you. He did seem in shock to see you on the other side of the door. Jeremy heard Elena and Alaric talking about a new family moving into your house but he would never have imagined that it would have been you. He was glad that Elena forced him to come over with the basket to welcome you all to the neighborhood.

"Hi" you awkwardly said, as you have been shifting your feet.

"Hey, when did you came back." He asks, as he leans on the doorway.

"We just got here just yesterday. We have been spending these two days to get the house together."

Jeremy hums and replies, "your parents , are they here in the living room."

You didn't know how to respond, you did not want to make things awkward than it already is.

"Yeah, my dad is at the living room. Do you want to come inside to say hi to my dad."

You open the door wide enough for him to walk in, you turn round to talk him to your father; who was currently ordering takeout. He looks up and grins when he saw Jeremy, he walks toward him and embraces him in a hug.

"It's been a long time. Look how grown you are."

Jeremy gave him a smile and pat his back. He looked around the room and looked confused.

"Where is Mrs. Y/n?" He question as he places the basket on the coffee table.

The smile on your dad's face falters and discomfort fills in the room. Sure your parents were divorced but that doesn't mean that your father did not care about your mother at all. When news got to him about the death of your mother, he was devastated to say the least.

You quickly got out of the room to bring snacks or drinks. You did not want to hear what your father explain Jeremy about the death of your mother, so went into the kitchen to bring them lemonade. As you walk back into the room, you can feel Jeremy staring at you. You placed the pitcher on the coffee table. Jeremy gave his condolences and gave a hug to each of us.

_____

Two hours later, you and Jeremy were hanging out in the front porch catching up on what the two of missed during the years being apart. In the corner of your eye, you can see his sister out on their house porch trying to wave down Jeremy. But Jeremy was too occupied talking to you that he did not notice his sister.

"Jer, I think you are wanted back home." You said as you got up from your seat and he glances back towards his house. You feel that he rolled his eyes and he as well got up from the porch swing. 

"I hope to see you tomorrow." Jeremy asks, it sounded that he was worried that any minute you would've disappeared. 

You smiled softly and replied, "Duh, I want you to take me to the Mystic Grill."

Jeremy grins.

"It's a date then." he winces to himself.

"If you don't want it to be a date. We can go as frie-" You interrupted Jeremy and said,  "Its a date." 

Jeremy felt like a weight was lifted off his shoulders, he was glad that you agreed and not have to deal with Damon making fun of him about the fact that he has no game on pulling woman. 

You walk up to the door and waved goodbye to him. Jeremy stumbles down the steps but plays it off. You giggle softly and shut the door. 

__________

Jeremy P. O. V 

Jeremy walked quickly back to his house, there stood his sister and the Salvatore brothers. Elena was glad that you were back maybe you could be a great distraction for him from all this supernatural drama. That theirs lives entails. 

Damon on the other hand started making fun of him. Jeremy pushed him away and walked inside. Ignoring them.

[peachy-wolfhard]

just like heaven

Domestic life lawl, toge’s is mainly texting, sorry if u dont like the cure im goth and didnt know what other band to put

Includes in order: Megumi Fushiguro, Toge Inumaki, Yuta Okkotsu, Noritoshi Kamo

Warnings: food mention, halloween in noritoshi’s, one swear word, skeleton in the bath drinking a martini

It's finally starting to cool down. The once humid and sticky house was now cool and chilly, the rain outside growing louder and louder. The occasional lightning strike and thunder boom sends you cuddling closer and closer to your boyfriend.

“If you get any closer you're gonna be in my skin,” he chuckles, wrapping his arms around you. 

“What do you want for dinner? I was thinking of ordering since we're being lazy today,” Megumi stretches his arms out, back arching off the bed and then flopping down with a groan.

“Mmm, fries,” wrapping yourself around him again as he orders dinner.

“Who’s gonna get it?” “Rock, paper scissors?” “sweet”

As you two play, best two out of three, the delivery driver knocks on the door. Taking the loss, Megumi opens the door.

----

If you have anything u want from da store lemme know pookie :3 lub u

Uhhh….hmmmmm.

Those noodles i rlly like and popcorn plzzzz :3 lub u too

WAIT!!!!! lemme get uhhhh those rlly fat apples

How many fat ass apples light of my life?

Oml i love u sm erm like 2 ! thank u babylub

I love U more. Be back soon !

“Stinky boy, I'm home!” you call out, setting the small amount of groceries down. Toge hops down the stairs, three at a time, his stomps echoing throughout the house.

“HONEY!” he shouts as he lunges for you, tackling you to the ground.

“Did you miss me?” “Salmon,” he hums nuzzling into your arm.

----

“When have you EVER wore this?” you shout from the closet, lifting up a gaudy hot pink and yellow Hawaiian shirt. Your boyfriend gets up from the floor, leaping over the massive ‘donate’ pile.

“OH! We cant get rid of this one,” Yuta explains, taking the shirt from your hand to look at fondly.

“This was the shirt Toge got me when we went on vacation!”

Yuta throws it in the ‘keep’ pile. Yuta goes back to his spot organizing the under the bed drawers. Turning on the TV, you start to play your joint playlist. Tossing Yuta the remote so he can change the song. Shuffling through the many songs, he stops on The Cure. Getting up Yuta joins you in the closet, asking to dance.

----

It was finally fall, despite being a month early you and your boyfriend were decorating for Halloween. Noritoshi thought it was a little early for halloween celebrations however.

“Love, the leaves aren't even falling yet. Don't you think we should wait a bit?" he calls, setting the ceramic light-up cat down.

“The calendar says it's fall so the Halloween decorations are going up,” calling back, setting the dancing Hello Kitty zombie in the entryway. Noritoshi playfully rolls his eyes and continues grabbing random items. Opening one of the many small boxes and unwrapping it, he reveals a small skeleton in a bathtub drinking a martini.

“Do we need to put him out this year? It’s uncomfortable seeing him when I'm taking a shower,” he tries to say, laughing every time he looks down at the skeleton.

[mooonage-daydreamer]

hey guys! this is my first ever micro-fic for the marauders! i hope it’s ok xx

marauders playing monopoly- 705 words - hope u enjoy!

It was already 11 p.m; how is it possible for a monopoly game to last this long? Remus thought to himself. Mary had fallen asleep on Lily’s shoulder, Remus was reading his book, and James looked as though he was on the verge of tears; it was just Sirius and Marlene shouting at each other. Remus was certain no one had any idea what they were arguing over at this point, but none of them really cared; they all wanted the game to just finish already. Finally, the arguing died down, but then Lily nudged him to draw his attention from his book and let him know it was his turn. Why did he agree to ever play in the first place?

“Remind me to never play monopoly with Sirius and Marlene again," he asked Lily. She looked just as fed up as he was and sighed in agreement. He took his turn, and unfortunately, he landed on Sirius’ property.

“HA!” Sirius exclaimed, “That will be 200 quid, thank you very much, my dear Moony!”

“I’ve ran out of money," replied Remus. He hadn’t really; he just didn’t have the energy to play anymore.

“WHAT!” replied Sirius angrily. “THEN HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO GET PAYED?"

“Padfoot! Calm down!” James said.

“BUT HE NEEDS TO PAY ME! HE LANDED ON MY PROPERTY, SO HE MUST PAY ME! THATS HOW THE GAME WORKS!” argued Sirius.

“That wasn’t the rule five minutes ago when you landed on my property," Marlene retorted quietly.

“Look,” James replied, “why don’t we just call it quits for tonight? We’re all tired, and we want to go to bed.”

Everyone nodded their heads in agreement except Sirius and Marlene, of course.

“THATS NOT FAIR THOUGH!” they shouted in unison. They glanced at each other, then back at James.

“If you two are so desperate to win,” interrupted Remus, “why don’t you two just carry on?”

For the first time in that long evening, everyone agreed, even Sirius and Marlene.

“Fine.” Marlene said while glaring at Sirius.

They all knew it was a bad idea to leave the two most competitive people alone while playing a board game, but they were all too tired to care. Peter, James, Remus, Lily, and Mary all headed upstairs to go to bed, but only minutes later they heard more shouting.

"NO, YOU DONT DESERVE MY MONEY!” screamed Marlene.

"THAT IS NOT HOW THE GAME WORKS!” screeched Sirius.

"WELL, THE RULES ARE ABSOLUTE BULLSHIT! WHY SHOULD I GIVE MY HARD-EARNED MONEY TO A CRIMINAL?” Marlene shrieked.

“ITS NOT MY FAULT IM IN JAIL!” yelled Sirius.

“Ok, rock, paper, scissor, who goes down to sort this out as they clearly can’t sort it out themselves?" suggested Remus.

“Good idea,” Lily responded, “rock, paper, scissors shoot!”

“For fuck sake,” Remus complained, “it was my idea; why do I have to do it?"

“Remus, please,” Peter said, “we don’t give a shit what you do, just sort it.”

"Ugh, fine,” he replied. So Remus made his way down the stairs, but just as soon as he reached the bottom, Sirius bombarded him with questions.

“MOONY! "DON'T YOU AGREE WITH ME?" he asked. “RULES ARE RULES RIGHT?”

Remus just ignored him and slowly started walking over to the monopoly board. Once he reached the board, he looked them both in the eye and just flipped the board upside down. “There”, he thought, the game was finished.

“WHAT THE FUCK!” Sirius and Marlene screamed at him.

Ignoring them, Remus began making his way back up the stairs to join the others. Peter looked at him with genuine fear in his face. “Moony, what have you done?" he asked.

“We all wanted the game to end, right?” he said. There were murmurs of agreement.

“So I just did the simplest thing and flipped the board over.”

"Oh, Moony, mate, you’re absolutely fucked.”

James told him.

“I mean, someone had to do it,” Mary responded while yawning. “Does this mean we can go to bed now?”

“Yes,” Lily said almost immediately, “come on.”

It was almost 1 a.m. when the screaming finally died down. Remus assumed they had fallen asleep while arguing. ‘I’m chucking that board game out when I wake up tomorrow’, Remus thought to himself

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WANTEEZ Ep.6: What is it, why is it so delicious...?

I'm going in~ Here comes the Jeon~

a/n: officially on vacation! will be a gap on uploads, but the quarry will be uploaded still on every monday!

It's time to prepare dinner in TEE-ri The grandkids gathered to start to cook

Jeon team - Seonghwa, Wooyoung, yn, and Yunho

" it's time to fry jeon in our grandmother's house with good vibes!" you said, smiling at the camera.

" oh, it's like sangam-dong!" Wooyoung said cheerfully. \

" yn, can you start frying the jeon?" Seonghwa asked.

You nodded your head, grabbing the Jeon from Seonghwa as Yunho helped.

~ " please let it be delicious," you mumbled as you leaned on Yunho arm.

" it's going to perfect! only because we made it," yunho chuckled.

You grabbed your chop stick, picking a piece as you neared it seonghwa mouth.

" have a piece chief hwa~" you giggled.

As you grab the final piece, you place a bit into your mouth. The flavor melting as you let out a content sigh.

" it's so good!"

~ everything is done, let's have dinner!

" wah mingi oppa does know how to cook!" you teased, as Hongjoong handed you a bowl

Mingi shot a quick glare to you as you laughed, setting your bowl down waiting for everyone else to get theirs.

" oh! The jeon is really good you guys. Did you just let Wooyoung do all the work?" jongho joked.

You gasped, " it was a team effort!"

q. how did you feel while frying jeon yourself?

" it made me really miss my parents (& siblings). Also very thankful for the food mum would make ~"

random game. let's pick the songpyeon without the wasabi!

" but i always lose at rock paper scissors!" You whined, already having your hand out.

Of course, you were the first one out so you would be picking last. Hongjoong looked at you before he let out a sigh.

" ynie can have my first place~" Hongjoong said, smiling widely.

" oh captain, my true savior!" You said, grabbing the first songpyeon you could reach.

As you bit half, you jumped in joy as you showed the camera that it was sesame one.

~

" i'll help yeosang oppa clean the dishes! It's the least i can do" You said,

what a thoughtful granddaughter

" as much as i hate doing dishes, yn is here to help so i guess it won't be that bad," Yeosang said, smiling at you.

after doing the dishes, the night of TEEZ-ri darkens

" today is very romantic," you said, smiling as you sat on the grass in front of the boys

Of course they protested but you waved them off, a staff member quickly giving you a blanket to sit on.

" oH! Hongjoong oppa and i came and visited here."

" oh when?" the boys asked, not noticing the blush creeping on Hongjoong face.

" during our trainee days~" you sanged, leaning back on Hongjoong legs.

" Yeosang and I also came here! We rode our bikes."

q. how do you feel about hoho grandmothers house?

" time really flies when we're in our grandmothers house" Yunho said.

" we had lots of things to do"

" we didn't play games and we enjoyed the nature,"

" it really was a nice day of just no phones" You said.

" dont we have anything to celebrate?" San asked.

Wooyoung smiled, " ah! Thats why i prepared something!"

" ah woo oppa preparing something? everyone run" You teased.

" i prepared sparkler time! To celebrate the day for us! You know the firework thingies"

You and San got up quickly, singing to Sparkling. "it's my time!"

Even though the sparkler was dead, you grabbed it and smiled at the camera.

" today was definitely a core memory with my oppas, and as much as i miss my family. You guys are my family as well," you said.