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[winteryeoni]

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[routofpretty]

do u like zhanqingxian? I can't remember if you like zhanqingxian or just qingxian. if so, I feel like you'd like this fic I just read.

oooooh i do enjoy them!! can't say ive actually read anything about them bc qingxian is already so rare lol but they do both be wwx's zhiji To Me!! i am inch rested!!!

[starcandybby]

say don’t go | pjs

now playing: Say Don’t Go (Taylor’s Version) (From the Vault) by Taylor Swift

minors DNI - 18+ only

jay x reader, friends with benefits, angst, suggestive

summary: You want more, and Jay doesn't. It's as simple as that. Except, it's not so simple when your heart aches to be with him. When you decide to cut Jay off, he does not take kindly to your actions and a confrontation ensues.

warnings: mentions of sex, suggestive scenes, like they make out two times?!, reader is DOWN BAD, jay has commitment issues, swearing, they have an argument, jay is a dick. typos probably

wc: 3.7k

(a/n: jay’s part is here!! im pretty proud of this not gonna lie heheheh, reblog, likes and comments are always appreciated :p)

You always tell yourself that the last time will be the last time. Everytime Jay undos the undressing from a few hours before, disappointment weighs so heavy on your heart that it convinces you- it can never happen again.

But it always does.

One word, one call from him. And, you’re always saying yes. For some reason, the small flicker of hope in your chest never dies. It convinces you that one day, he will ask you to stay. That he’ll say, “Don’t go.”

You’re never surprised, but always disappointed.

Tonight is no different. Jay calls you up and asks if you can come over. You say, yes. You always do. Before you know it, you’ve left your apartment, enroute to Jay’s home. 

All you’ve brought with you is your phone, wallet, keys, and water; adorned on your body is your comfiest clothes. You and Jay are long past trying to impress each other. You never stay the night so the least you can do for yourself is dress comfortably. 

You’ve memorized the way to his house, from every time he’s called you over. You’ve never felt like a booty-call, not by the way he treats you after you knock on his front door. And, you never wondered why you don’t indulge each other in your own home. This is always how it’s been. 

You climb up the familiar steps and lift your fist to knock on his door. You never hesitate, not once in all your late night rendezvous. Your heart seems to forget all the heartbreak Jay’s caused you and all the disappointment that fills you when you walk out the same door hours later.

The door swings open, and there is your Jay, dressed in perfect domesticity. “Finally, you’re here.” He sighs in relief and gently pulls you into his home. But, not without a peck to your forehead. 

“You act like I kept you waiting for hours.” You roll your eyes playfully.

“Well it felt like hours.” Jay shot back, matching your energy.

“I’m sorry to keep you waiting,” you quip. “It smells good in here.” Now that you’ve stepped into Jay’s home, you notice the aroma that fills the air- a mixture of seasonings- garlic and onion you’re sure. You smile to yourself. It’s one of the many things you admire about Jay, his love for cooking. And, he’s good at it. You’ve shared his meals countless times and they never disappoint. Excitement, mixed with hunger, brews in your stomach at the thought of eating some of Jay’s food. 

“Thanks doll. Felt like cooking up something before you came over.” Jay replies. Placing a hand on your lower back, he guides you to the kitchen, as if this is your first time at his place. You bet you’ve memorized the steps to his kitchen and bedroom by now. 

“What’d you make this time?” You question carries genuine curiosity, as Jay has cooked an array of dishes.

“Lemon pepper chicken with green beans and rice. I’ve been wanting to try this recipe for a while because I’ve never cooked with lemon pepper before and I thought why not…” Jay’s voice trails off. You don’t mean to tune Jay out- it only happened because you’re entirely focused on admiring Jay and how he floats around the kitchen so naturally, tending to the food on the stove. He owns the space; his confidence and naturalness only adds to your desire for him, to have him in every way. 

You stop yourself before you spiral into a mood of longingness. You’re determined to not bring down the mood tonight, not until you and Jay have your usual…routine. 

Once the food is ready, Jay prepares your plate for you, insisting it will taste better if he does it. Typical Jay, ever the gentleman. You chat through the meal, recapping your day and week, providing updates on your mutual friends, and everything in between. It feels so domestic, and right. It reminds you that you and Jay could have this. Home-cooked meals, the intimacy of sitting at the dining table, getting ready for bed together, and holding each other close when the day comes to a close. 

At least, that’s what you imagine life with Jay would be like. 

You help him clean the kitchen, dancing around each other in a perfect rhythm.

Once you finish drying the last dish, you turn around, only to find Jay had caged you between himself and the kitchen counter. 

“Oh! You scared me.” You giggle, from both surprise and nervousness at Jay’s proximity. 

He says nothing, only smirking and capturing your lips in a kiss. It stops time for you- whenever he kisses you, it always feels that way. It’s firm and slow- but that’s how Jay teases you. His patience is unmatched, opposing your urgency. Don’t misunderstand, Jay feels a similar urgency to have you, but he quite enjoys teasing you first.

You respond with such fervor, starting to feel desperate. Jay’s hands move from the counter to the waist and press you into him.

Right before you invite your tongue to tangle with Jay’s, he pulls back for a breath. He leans his forehead against yours and gasps for air. “Let’s move this to my room yeah?” He asks cooly, but you detect a hint of desperation in his voice. It makes you proud to know that he’s as desperate for you as you are for him. 

You nod quickly and follow him to his bedroom. You know where the night is headed and the sadness you’ll feel when you leave Jay’s embrace is guaranteed. But, even though you want Jay in every way, only one way is enough for now.

-

You still feel warm from your high an hour ago. But, Jay always makes you feel that way. Your afterglow remains long after whenever you’re with him. You’re in the perfect position to fall asleep, head on Jay’s chest while his fingers trailing rhythmically up and down your bare back, relaxing you. But, you know you can’t fall asleep. In a few minutes, when Jay feels it’s socially acceptable to kick you out, you will get dressed and leave. You savor these moments while they’re here.

Time passes and you’re still here. Hope blooms in your chest; he’s never let you stay this long. It must be way past midnight at this point, usually you’re home by now. This hope encourages you to open your godforsaken mouth and rehash a conversation with Jay that you’ve had over and over.

A part of you knows that even if you bring up the topic again, nothing will change. But, damnnit, there’s hope!

You sit up and reach for your discarded shirt on the floor. Covering one part of your vulnerability will help unveil another. 

Jay gives you a look that questions why you moved from such a comfortable position. 

“Hey, Jay.” Your voice shakes ever so slightly, but you’re blaming it on your exertion from before, not on your nervousness.

The boy only hums in response, however it’s encouragement enough for you to continue. 

“I was wondering if you thought any more about what I said all those months ago? About us? I just…I want more for us and I think we would be really good together. I really really like you. I want everything- all of it- with youl.” You spit out your words like they’re fire, rambling through your thoughts. You don’t even look Jay in the eye, too embarrassed that you’re clinging to the impossible.

There’s a moment of silence which allows you to bask in your humiliation. Then, a sigh from Jay. 

“Do we really have to talk about this again? My answer is the same. I just can’t commit like that right now.” His voice is soft, but firm- as if he knows your fragility but needs to make his words heard.

Your frown deepens, and Jay unfortunately notices. 

“Come here,” He pulls you back to him, “You know it’s not because of you, right? I really really like you too. But, I know you deserve more than I can give you right now.”

You nod, despite not understanding. You try to make sense of Jay’s words but they weren’t adding up at all. 

You don’t understand- if he really really liked you, why couldn’t he commit? Why wouldn’t he take you out on a proper date? If he liked you, didn’t he want the same things you did?

Him making dinner, being obsessively caring during your intimate moments, and offering the best aftercare, it was all twisting the knife he had dug into your back. 

Okay, maybe it wasn’t in your back, because you knew where this was going, or you should’ve known. This was no betrayal. It was all inevitable.

It doesn’t make the pain of him leaving you in the dark bleeding, hurt any less. 

It’s time for you to go. You pushed his limits and now tension mixes with the smell of sex in the room. Despite Jay holding you close, you feel so far from him. So, you need to go before you say something stupid. 

You sit up and try to muster up your most sheepish smile, trying to not give away any disappointment in Jay’s answer. You’ve shown enough vulnerability for one night. 

“I think I’m going to go home for the night- I’ve got, you know, an early morning.” You lie through your teeth. It’s a Saturday night (or early Sunday morning at this point). 

Jay nods slowly, as if he knows you’re lying (he does). He follows your movements, sitting up and searching the room for his disregarded clothes. 

“I’ll walk you out.”

You only nod in response. Your voice seemed to die along with your hope. You lead yourself and Jay to his front door. Opening it, you turn to bid him goodbye. 

You’re almost caught off guard by the look in Jay’s eyes. He looks disappointed- in who, you’re not sure. His eyes hold a hint of sadness too.

He leans forward, but you panic. Thinking on your feet, you go for the awkward side hug. You swear you can almost hear Jay grimace. 

“Text me when you get home.”

“Sure, yeah. Goodnight Jay.” 

With that, you walk out the door.

-

By the time you’re home, you have made a major decision. 

Well, it feels major to you. 

You decide you’re gonna distance yourself from Jay for a while. And this time, you’re serious about it. You need some time away from him. From the home-cooked meals. From the fluid conversation. From the softness. 

You need to get your heart in order before you see him again. You predict you will either lose feelings for Jay, and continue your affair, or you’ll learn to live without him. 

You’re not looking forward to either outcome, but it needs to happen. You can’t anticipate the same heartbreak every time you see him. The longing, the desperation, the hope. You can’t do it anymore. 

-

Four days have passed since you saw Jay. Not seeing him in person over the week wasn’t out of the ordinary. You both have full-time jobs, so it’s normal to not see him until the weekend. 

What was unusual was the lack of communication entirely. You and Jay wouldn’t go a day or two without texting each other, or having a quick phone call. 

You were honestly proud of yourself for not contacting him. However, you feel a bit disappointed that he hasn't contacted you at all. You sound hypocritical- the way you want him to simultaneously let you be and pine after you. Feelings are confusing. 

The first weekend without Jay is the worst. You take extra measures to avoid Jay- seeing him, confronting him, even thinking about him. Your phone is turned off and placed across the room where you can’t reach. Your best girlfriends come over for a movie night, providing some much needed girl time. By the time they leave, you have completely forgotten where your weekend usually leads you. 

So, you busy yourself by cleaning the kitchen from earlier in the evening, disposing of popcorn bags and leftover candies. 

For a second, your memory betrays you. You imagine a few months ago when Jay invited you over for a ‘movie’ night. Popcorn and snacks were prepared, but soon forgotten. You two didn’t even make it half through the movie before you were on top of each other. Jay had pulled you onto his lap as you started to make out, each kiss intensifying. Your bodies begin to move against each other on their own and before you know it-

You shake your head from the daydream. Jay does not deserve to take up that kind of space in your mind. You won’t allow him. 

You continue to straighten up your apartment, before you retire to your bed. It’s almost like your body doesn’t know what to do with itself when you’re not in Jay’s apartment on a Saturday night. It’s sad, and it’s precisely why you need space from him. Your heart is growing too dependent on him. 

Picking up your phone, you see a particular notification(s) that makes your sore heart stutter. 

One missed call and four messages from Jay. 

Jay <3: I called to see what you’re up to tonight. You can come over if you’re free.

Jay <3: I made kimchi jjigae. I think I finally got the recipe down.

Jay <3: Just realized it’s been a minute since we talked. 

Jay <3: Missing you right now.

The last message was sent only 30 minutes ago. You glance at the clock, it’s only 11:30- not even that late. Jay is probably still up, and if you leave your apartment now you could probably make it before-

The better part of you stops yourself before you can impulsively see the one person you’re trying to avoid. That’s Jay though- so addicting it makes you go against your better judgment. 

You sigh and turn your phone off. The determination for space is strong, motivated by the ache in your heart.

-

Jay feels like he’s going crazy. His 7 text messages and two missed calls have gone unanswered by you.

Why the hell were you ignoring him? Were you okay? If Jay hadn’t seen your activity on your socials, he would’ve thought you were dead. He’s not trying to be dramatic, he swears. But, during the months and months that you’ve known each other, you’ve never ghosted him. 

Jay racks his brain for the reason you’re ignoring him right now. 

It surely can’t be because of your last conversation right? You both have had that talk multiple times and it never resulted in completely ceased communication. So, Jay concludes that’s not it. 

What if you met someone new? Surely you would have told Jay about them. And, why would you confess your feelings and then find someone new days later? Were you sick? Depressed? Maybe, you were out of town and forgot to mention. 

Jay continues to spiral over throughout the week. He decides that, if by the weekend, you still haven’t responded, he’s going to take matters into his own hands. 

-

You got through a second week without talking to Jay. It gets easier every day you think. Your heart still hurts to ignore his messages and calls- your feelings for him haven’t just disappeared. But, you have to cut him off completely or the heartache you feel will continue to crush you. 

The weekend has come again, but this time you find yourself alone in your apartment. You hadn’t realized how much you needed a weekend to yourself. Spending time with yourself is a skill you’re learning to cultivate, especially now that you don’t have a weekend partner to rendezvous with anymore.

That doesn’t mean you don’t think about him. You think about Jay all the time, and it hurts that you won’t get the intimacy of his bedroom, cooking meals, and the domesticity with him anymore. But, it is still easier to cope without that than it was. 

You’ve settled in the comfiest spot in your living room, book in hand and lights dimmed. A warm cup of tea close by, you’re looking forward to a peaceful night. 

Not even two chapters in your book, you hear a knock at the door. You freeze for a moment, certainly startled as you weren’t expecting anyone tonight. 

You don’t move, praying that whoever is at your door will just go away. It’s 10pm for god sake. 

A knock echoes through your home again, but this time it’s followed by a voice you know all too well. 

“Y/N! Please open the door.” Jay’s voice resonates through your apartment walls and through your heart. You try to keep your cool but your racing heart betrays you. It takes your entire willpower to stop your hands from shaking. You cannot let him see how much his mere presence affects you.

With a deep breath, you open the door and plaster on your most nonchalant expression.

“Oh hey! What’s up?”

Jay huffs and has to stop himself from rolling his eyes. “Oh good, you’re alive.”

His sarcasm is not lost on you as he pushes his way into your apartment, as if it’s his own. You can count on one hand how many times he’s invaded your space. 

“What’s that supposed to-”

“Why haven’t you answered my texts, or called me back?” Jay cuts you off. 

Adjusting to the shock of his arrival and looking at the man clearly now, you can see how upset he is. You’ve become an expert on his body language- furrowed eyebrows, tense shoulders, confused and pained look in his eyes- you could see it all. 

“I don’t know, I guess I’ve been busy and I don’t know, I just…” You ramblings weren’t helping your case. In fact, you were sure they were only making things worse. You weren’t used to Jay being so straightforward. Usually, you felt like you were always the confrontational one in your dynamic. 

“You were busy? Really?” Jay knew you too well to know your bullshit answer when he hears it. 

“Yeah, well you know, life gets busy.”

Jay scoffs at your attitude. “That’s ridiculous. You can’t even send me a quick text to let me know what’s going on?”

You shake your head, “It must’ve slipped my mind.”

“This is such bullshit. You can’t just ghost me and then tell me it’s because you’re busy.”

“Actually I can.” You weren’t about to let Jay tell you what you can and can’t do. Especially when he continued to break your heart over the past few months. Though the past two weeks were hard, you believe the distance gave you a backbone of some sort. 

“Grow up, I thought you were more mature than this. My god.” Jay snaps. 

He didn’t mean to, but god he was so frustrated at the moment. His mind is clouded, failing to allow him to think clearly. Jay had never snapped at you that way before, ever.

This newfound behavior from the man dulled your senses for a moment. 

Then, you found yourself growing angry. Angry at him, his hypocrisy, and the entire situation.

“I need to grow up? Seriously? You’re the one who needs to grow up. You’re the one who can’t commit. You’re the one who keeps leading me on.”

Jay’s bewildered expression makes you think your feelings are completely news to him. 

“How am I leading you on? I’ve told you over and over again that I don’t want a relationship- I just want to fuck you!”

Jay’s crudeness was an absolute shock to you. Though you’ve never had such a heated confrontation with him before, you never imagined the thoughtful, deliberate man could say such a thing. 

His words anger you even more. How could he not see how his actions were saying something completely different? He may have said he didn’t want a relationship, but all the moments he shared with you had you holding your breath just a little longer, waiting for him. You can’t believe you were so naive. 

“That’s not fair. You did more than just fuck me. You cooked me dinners; we had movie nights; you text me and call me all the time. That’s the basics to being in a relationship, Jay. It twists the knife to do all those things with you and not be able to be with you.” Your monologue began at a raised voice and, to your dismay, ended with a whimper as you trailed off. 

You tried to be strong, determined not to cry in front of Jay. But, the reality of the situation was setting in for you. 

“It’s not my fault you took it the wrong way. I was trying to be nice. I would do it for any friend.” Jay snaps.

You try to look at Jay, but your tears cloud your vision. You don’t even know who the man standing in front of you is. How could he be so cruel? Why was he being so defensive? Though your vision was blurry, it became clear to you that Jay’s comments were intended to hurt you. Whether it was spur of the moment or out of rage, it did not matter. It hurts you either way.

“Get out.” Your stern, level voice sounded through your apartment.

“What?” 

When Jay decided to confront you tonight, he never once thought it would end with him being kicked out of your apartment.

“Jay. Please leave.” You repeat, much softer than before. One could mistake it for a plea if they listen closely enough. 

Jay’s shoulders drop. Gone is the anger in his body language, replaced by a defeated posture. He’s hesitant to leave; he knows you both should hash it out some more. Nothing was solved. 

Nevertheless, he heads toward your front door. It’s a wonder he manages to make it through the thick tension in the air. 

Jay looks back at you once more before opening your front door and stepping out of it. You don’t meet his gaze- you can’t. You’ll break and ask him to stay, to let him please you one last time. It would be the last time.

You were even holding out hope for Jay to turn around and ask you to let him stay, to not go. 

But he didn’t. 

There was no resounding knock on your front door. No Jay asking you to open the door. No confessions and pleads to stay. Just silence.

disclaimer: This is purely fiction- nothing in these works reflect real of these people. Additionally, I don't own any of the inspired songs.

[killishin]

— ♡ right person at the right time.

PART 02.

pairing: jason todd x reader

category: lots of fluff, angst, he fell first she fell harder kinda trope, sfw, thinking of making this a slow burn but we'll see.

content warning: afab, mention of death (reader's mother), violence here and there, blood.

summary: reader's just a normal citizen of Gotham, scrambling to making ends meet. after a fateful encounter, when he saw the reader kick ass and save a life- he can't get them off his mind. and fate just keeps pulling them together forcing him to do something about it.

a/n: right now i wanna make this as sweet and lighthearted as possible, but i have a soft side for angst :) updates can become slow since my exams are coming up.

wc: 4.8k

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dividers by @cafekitsune

"you've gotta be kidding me.." jason muttered under his breath as he looked at you, infront of the counter, desperately finding your purse because your card just declined.

normally he didn't really come to cafés, he'd much rather either sleep in or anything but places that involved people. jason wouldn't admit it, not even to himself, but he hates the way he towers over people. being red hood, its advantageous, helps get shit done without even lifting a finger— thats where intimidation helps. there he's proud to be built like this. but as just jason, he sees the apprehensive looks, the judgy middle aged aunties suspicious looks all because he's a big guy who looks rough around the edges. it irks him truly, his body subconsciously tries to shrink as if that would do much.

unfortunately, dick was in a mood for brotherly bonding, as he worded it, and somehow getting a coffee together is bonding. and to make matters worse (or better?) he sees you, someone he has just spent weeks scrubbing off his mind. he succeeded too! (barely), yet now its down the drain as his eyes stayed glued to you while his hand twitched— to do something. save you this time, not from danger but he has a feeling embarrassment is somehow worse for you than almost getting shot.

dick comes back from the washroom, his brows furrowed as he looks at you at the counter, "i can just sense the embarrassment—" and then he pauses because what the hell is his brother doing?

jason steps forward, passing the annoyed people glaring daggers at you and gave the staff a nod, "I'll pay for her." he said politely, handing her the card. he was really trying his goddamn best not to look at you.

you stopped and raised your head to look at your saviour but realised that maybe the kind man was actually irritated enough that he'd rather pay for you than wait. horror and embarrassment seeped in as you took back your card from the staff.

"i am so so sorry for the hold up i caused— i- i honestly don't know why this was—" you begin to hurriedly apologise and he waves a hand, giving a smile that he hopes is at least polite.

"its alright. you don't need to apologise."

"no its not. do you come here often?" you requested and his eyes widened, tip of the ears going red as his brain practically shut down.

"oh wait no—" your eyes widened in horror as you shook your head, "no i meant– to pay you back. i would like to buy you a coffee someday as a payback." you explained, your hands becoming more animated.

upon realisation, his heart slowed down and he huffed out a chuckle, shaking his head slightly. "no that's not necessary." but then he paused as he observed you with a small amused smile, "but i don't think you're going to back down so okay."

that pulls out a sheepish smile from you, " so uh when are you free? next weekend uh..?" you asked politely, taking your coffee and immediately step out of the line, trying your best to ignore the loud sighs.

he doesn't what he's feeling. this wasn't how it was supposed to be. he was set on forgetting you— and he almost did, yet now here he is, planning a date.

no its not a date wtf—

"jason." he replied, "and im sorry but i really don't know if I'd be free on the weekend." he can't say why of course, he could have just lied and then ghosted you. that would have been for the best... yet he's aiming for something else.

"oh." your smile fell a bit before you looked up at him again, "is it alright to exchange numbers then? you could text me when you're free." you suggested and hoped he doesn't see you as a creep.

...that's exactly what he was aiming for.

"you really don't need to pay me back but.." he huffs out a smile as he scratches the back of his head, "i guess you won't take that as an answer so gimme your phone."

you take that time to really look at the stranger, he's really tall and built like a truck. you supposed most men in that size were intimidating as fuck but this man is anything but. you would swoon over him, you are, but its practically overshadowed by the persistent embarrassment.

he looked back up at you as he handed you your phone back and you quickly averted your eyes down at your phone. "jason." you murmured before looking up at him, smiling warmly, "thanks a lot jason, i'll hope to pay you back for the coffee soon, i promise."

"no rush, its okay. I'll text you when im free for that coffee." he nodded back at you and stared at your back as you found the literal corner of the cafe. you were going to stay but you were also too tired to leave just yet— so you shrunk yourself as much as you could, opening your laptop while sipping on your coffee. you could feel the stares— even his for that matter, but it wasn't as heavy and uncomfortable as others. like the show's over guys mind your own buisness?

you pushed the feel of discomfort out of you and focused on something better— good. bluish green. his eyes were kinda green, kinda blue you couldn't really see well, not only was he very tall but you were far too embarrassed to look at that handsome gentleman's eyes. but even the slightest glimpse of it stuck to the very nerves of your brain.

and so when you steeled yourself, taking a deep breath and encouraging yourself through yet another potential embarrassment, you stole a glance at him. right as you did, he quickly averted his gaze— his whole head actually as he started walking back to his spot.

you quickly looked back too, missing the way his jaw clenched— hands twitched, clenching and unclenching.

when he came back in line to stand beside dick he rolled his eyes, biting back a groan, "don't even—"

"its alright. you don't need to apologise." dick immediately mimicked with a cheshire smile, poking Jason's side while the other glared back at him. "i was just helping. thats all."

"yeah right." he scoffed, rolling his eyes, "sure you were. cus you're such a gentleman."

"no she was holding the line. and i need to get this stupid bonding time over with— thats why i helped." jason retorted defensively causing dick to gasp, feigning offense.

"did you just call our time stupid?!"

"i am never hanging out with you."

"heartbreak!"

"i am gonna strangle you—"

"hey pa." you said softly, the dim light of your monitor illuminating the paper cup that is in your hand, the one you're staring at. it wasn't the same from that day of course, but now whenever you buy coffee from a cafe your mind can't help but go back to him.

you were doing a personal project currently, amp up your skills but mostly to have fun. animating has been something your dad introduced you to when you were just a teen, and you turned into your livelihood.

"how's everything going? are you doing okay at work?" your dad asked, your lips twitching in amusement as you could sense the concern raging in his mind.

"its good dad. im doing fine." your thumb rubs at the seam of the cup, your mind partially elsewhere, the stranger— jason, to be specific.

"you're lying aren't you?" your dad sighed, "are you struggling with expenses? i can help you know— if you're forcing yourself in that job all because of the expenses—"

"calm down dad." you laugh quietly as you gently throw the cup in the bin beside your table, and then looking at your monitor, eyeing your current project. "its honestly not that bad. anyways, how's alyssa?"

"since when do you care about her?" your father snorted, his voice suddenly quiet and hushed, didn't want the missus hearing any of that.

"i was just being nice!" you scoffed out, but he is right, you were just making small talk. "she's alright. less moody and smiles more, so definitely better." he paused, as if debating, "we went on a date yesterday."

your father was an introvert like you, or well you got it from him maybe. he's always preferred to stay indoors, your mother was the wild one. she respected dad's boundaries but with her, your dad didn't mind going out of his comfort zone.

so you're glad he's becoming the old him again, even if its with alyssa.

your eyes lit up a bit, even though alyssa's the cause, you like that little giddiness in his voice. "that's wonderful! where'd you go?"

"nothing just exploring the town. oh yes! we went into a bar and danced a bit—"

"you danced?!"

"yeah why don't you shout and tell your neighbours too while you're at it?" your dad scolded you sarcastically and you grinned while you did your work.

"..yeah we did." he sighed and you could hear the smile on his face, "i wish you were here, to see that side of her. you would like her i know."

"hm its okay. you like her, that's enough." you doubt you'd ever like her as much your dad wanted you to but he doesn't need to know that.

after talking for a while you hung up and yawned as you leaned back in your squeaking chair, causing you to grimace.

your stared mindlessly at the screen before flashes of his face came to your mind. you smiled to yourself as you thought back to that encounter, you still don't go to that cafe. it was your favourite one and it kills you that you can't go– but you still feel self conscious whenever you go there or at least try to.

you had tried finding that man on socials, thinking he'd have a hell ton of following if he does indeed post. but came up with nothing, and you just assumed he didn't use much social. you had thought about texting him but it felt rather awkward to, since its been almost a week he hasn't responded to your 'hi', assuming he forgot about it or well, ignored it.

but really, what would you even say? your confidence isn't that high either that you could maybe 'rizz' him through texts, so to your dismay, you left it at that. just a memory that shows humanity ain't dead yet.

you got up while scratching your stomach, you should be sleeping but its a weekend and unfortunately for your body, you're yet to care about your messed up sleep schedule.

entering your kitchen you open your fridge, not bothering to switch on the lights. you rummage through a bit, fridge, cabinets— before simply settling on some noodles.

you took out a saucepan, about to switch on the light—

THUMP!

your body froze, blood running cold. that definitely came from your balcony. you know it did. sweat immediately formed on your forehead as you gripped the handle of the saucepan. there's no mistaking it— you're not gonna be one of the dumb ones from those horror movies. you keep your body absolutely steady and still as you take out a kitchen knife slowly, slowly—

"ugh— CLANK!"

that is definitely someone in your balcony. you almost let out a whimper, biting your lips hard. you start praying internally as you hold back tears. with a silent, deep breath you slowly turn around and flinch when you see the silhouette of someone. you still can't make it out accurately, you don't quite have a proper line of sight of your balcony but its closer to you than your room is, un-fucking-fortunately.

you slowly inch out of your kitchen, knife in one hand and saucepan in another. you almost felt like rapunzel and you would have laughed at yourself had it not been a really dire situation. because chances are, whoever that is, definitely isn't your flynn rider.

your hands were clammy, sweating furiously as you start to slowly inch to your room. you just need to get in, get your phone and call the police and hope for once the GCPD is on time.

but then you pause—

"fuck... she.. not hear me."

you know that modulated voice. your memory isn't exactly the best, which is concerning because you aren't old and senile yet, but you know that voice. it hasn't exactly been that long since you saved that girl and met red hood— you could never forget that voice.

and curiosity gets the better of you as your legs change trajectory, inching to the balcony instead of your room. the sliding door to your balcony was partially ajar and you cursed at your lack of self preservation.

his voice was coming out in huffs and sighs, little grunts and broken words— he sounded almost pained.

as you finally reached the edge, you risked a peak but flinched back when you heard shuffling, eyeing the shadow of him trying to get up. you were half sure— but you could never be too cautious, if its not him, you could be in a shit load of trouble.

it was getting increasingly hard to hold your breath, the shaky breath you took that sounded like wild winds to your ears.

finally, you gripped the knife and pan hard, preparing yourself for the now or never moment. you swung your pan and lifted your knife as your battle cry (which really just sounded like a dying cry) tore through the silence. you squeezed your eyes shut as you got but a glimpse of the huge man and just, attacked. swung like your life depended on it.

"wha— HEY! WOAH— fuck you almost stabbed me in the eye!" he gasped out, his hands wrapping around your wrists staring at the pan and the knife.

"huh—" you peaked your eyes opened, and there under the moonlight that illuminated him barely enough, you recognised that red helmet. your body immediately relaxed as you let out a heavy sigh. "thank god its not some thief." the pan and knife in your hands went lax and he almost flinched.

a mere citizen with a pan and a knife scared the crap outta red hood. the things that would do to his reputation if it got out.

but what really confused him is how you...relaxed. it was understandable when you weren't affected by his intimidating presence back in the alley, since you were clearly in a state of panic. but even now, it almost feels like you know him, the way your body relaxes like it trusts the vigilante.

he doesn't know what it is but it heals something in his scarred heart.

"what— what are you even doing in my balcony?" she questioned as her brows furrowed again, "so much for not stalking huh?"

and as if on cue his body snapped out of the trance you pulled him in, he winced when he felt that sharp ache on his sides. things always go sideways, but sometimes it goes a little too sideways. his body cowered a bit and your eyes followed down, brows furrowed in confusion as you try to discern anything in the darkness, and why he's pressing his hand on his side.

"sorry about this— I'll leave—"

"wait is that blood?" you whispered quietly, gulping down a gasp as your fingers brushed against the dark red liquid that was partially dried up on his side. "oh god you are bleeding."

"easy." he hissed as your fingers pressed a little too firm on the wound, his hand shooting out to grab yours, slowly pulling it away.

"oops." you muttered awkwardly as you took your hand out of his grip and took a step back to properly assess the wound, "you're really bleeding. that's a lot of blood."

"oh is that right?" he scoffed as he leaned against the railing, supporting his weight on the arm, "thanks i didn't even know." he exclaimed sarcastically and looked around. he really needed to leave, he was sure you were beginning to see him as a creep.

you sighed and stopped yourself from giving him a deadpanned stare before stepping back inside your apartment, sliding the door away for him to enter. he paused and you saw his head tilting down before looking back at you, as if he cannot comprehend what you're suggesting.

"what?"

"what 'what'? you're bleeding on my balcony!" you waved him in, holding both the knife and pan in your hand, "I'll at least fix that up. im no nurse but i do know the basic."

"oh no no i can manage just fine." he waved you off and turned around making you click your tongue in exasperation. you beat the knife against the back of the pan, making a loud CLANG! sound, and he flinched before turning around.

"you look less like red hood and more like a senile man with a spine problem and a red tin bucket stuck on his head. come in." you said, or rather scolded, pointing towards your couch with the knife.

he is red hood. he has seen enough bloodshed, a shit ton of guns and their types, knives, daggers— you name it. and yet the sight of you holding a kitchen knife, yes, for some reason that straightened him up.

"look you really don't need to—"

"i am not pitying you okay? i am just—" you paused as you exhaled in frustration, pushing your hair back with the back of your hand, "just think of it as returning a favour okay? you helped me back then. saved me from a shit ton of panic and wrong decisions— and from the gcpd. so let me help you back."

he stood there for a moment, staring at you in contemplation. he clenched his jaw and cursed his past self for even entertaining you that time, for staying long enough to get 'intrigued'. he knows he shouldn't step in, shouldn't let you help. you are a normal person, with a normal life and nothing ever good comes out from associating with a vigilante— especially the red hood. he wants to berate you for not being rational enough but he cannot, for he is quite the same at the moment. he knows the right decision but the devil on his shoulder murmurs, weakening his resolve.

besides, he really is hurt.

"and I'll also forget that you practically stalked me." you added, your lips twitching in slight amusement.

finally, releasing a heavy sigh he stepped in, dragged his feet inside and plopped down of the couch. "i did not stalk you. don't flatter yourself." he immediately felt bad though in case he got blood on the couch.

you smiled to yourself before hurrying to the cabinet in your bathroom.

he looked out of place in your apartment, it was cozy and though it looked worn down in a lot of places. it looked homely. a certain warmth in it that eased him slightly. he looked to your direction before down at his wound.

seriously why did he even come here? he was on the run and automatically his legs carried him in this direction before remembering you lived close. and he took shelter. he's never this idiotic and he could practically hear bruce berating him for yet another wrong decision. dragging a normal person in his life.

"okay— shit that is really a lot of blood." you murmured as you switched on the light, kit in your hands while the pan and knife rested on the coffee table.

you sat beside him, damp cloth in hand to clean the blood off him first. you held the cloth and turned to him, for a moment just stared at him, unsure of how to tell him to lift up his clothes which was pretty layered you could tell.

"what?" he grunted as his eyes narrowed at your awkward staring and you pointed down at abdomen, "uh— lift that up. please?"

now that things are a bit calm, you're starting to really process things. gauge the situation, which is ridiculous. you literally have the red hood bleeding on your couch, and under the warmth of your light, your rather normal yet homey apartment did nothing to ward off the intimidating aura that surrounded him. your apartment feels small because of him. you don't even know how you noticed none of that when you first met him. it doesn't deter you, no its too late for that, but it certainly adds that need to be cautious around him— it makes you suddenly conscious about your actions.

he notices the slight change in demeanor, the stiffening of limbs, stolen glances that really looked like they were trying to analyse how much of a threat he is. he is used to this kind of looks, the apprehension and a part of him is glad that you finally have some sense of preservation to be wary of a literal stranger/ vigilante in your home.... but another part maybe had hoped that you wouldn't be.

he had hoped that you wouldn't see him as the 'thug of a vigilante' like everyone does, he doesn't know why. he just met you, and yet he had developed expectations of you.

he bit the inside of his cheek, glad his helmet could conceal the irritated scowl on his face before he slowly peeled off his shirt and vest to reveal the cut. it was deep— would need stitches.

but besides the cut, and you feel very guilty for thinking this when he's hurt, but he is chiseled like a greek god. toned muscles and abs, a sliver of skin and it already has you wanting to trace them. out of appreciation, of course.

"that would need stitches I think." you remarked quietly, looking a bit green and he lets out a snort. "told you you shouldn't."

you sighed before you began slowly dabbing at the area around the wound, cleaning the blood and small debris off. "i can at least just— bandage it. you can get it stitched later. im sure you have someone to do it."

the sight of blood does nauseate you a bit, your brows and lips a bit furrowed as you focused on getting it cleaned as fast as possible.

"i knew how to do them once." you began, biting your lips often while concentrating, "my mother taught me that. but now im so out of practice i dont wanna make it worse." you murmured and he stared down at you in thought.

"you do know you don't actually owe me shit? i mean you did the heavy work in that alley." he said quietly and for a moment it felt as if that modulated voice carried more emotion than it should, "you didn't need to do this."

he sounded guarded, grumpy even. you chuckled under your breath before shaking your head, "i do actually. if you didn't come there i don't know what i would have done. if i simply ran from there the paranoia would have eaten me alive. but knowing i left it with you, a vigilante who knows what to do, i was at ease. less shaken."

you look up and smirk, "and if that still sounds bullshit to you then consider this an act of goodwill from a friend." you moved away to dip the cloth again in water.

"oh we're friends now?" he scoffed out, actually surprised you'd say that. you scrunched your nose as you pretended to be confused, "i mean we had a pretty good conversation. that has to count." you retorted amusingly, totally not serious.

"a conversation where you were panicking about the guy you knocked out." he pointed out and the mirth in his voice amplified enough to annoy you, "not to mention hurling blames on innocent me."

you paused and scoffed, looking up at him a defensively, "i was not in the right mind alright? and you were late." you scowled and began dabbing away a little too quickly. "i was nice later on."

he resisted the urge to laugh, you were still stuck on that. "oh and by the way—" he paused to adjust himself on the couch, leaning back, "i am not stalking you."

your eyes lit up for a moment, as if glad he reminded you that, "oh so you just happened to stumble on my humble abode hm?" you narrowed your eyes at him, "red, if you found me hot you coulda just said that." you murmured smugly, lips pulled into a cheeky smile as you moved away, fetching the ointments to apply.

he scoffed at that, scoffing way too loud to maybe drown out the way his heart drummed when you smiled like that. "trust me, if i found you hot you'd know." he said sarcastically and you gave him a mock stink eye before applying the ointment.

if only you knew that he did find you hot. very hot.

"your apartment happened to lie on my way." he added with a shrug, his muscles tensing and contracting when the ointment stings the open wound. you do your best to not stare at anywhere else but the wound, really you are trying your best.

"of course and your legs just happened to fall on my balcony hm?" you murmured teasingly as you covered it up with a bandage.

"...yes it did." he replied quietly and curtly, and you just hummed a smile before standing up. "so that's done. let me clean up I'll get you a glass of water." you said as you began picking up the bowl and cloth. "you want to eat something? the blood loss might have made you a bit woozy."

you pause. he paused. you just know he's giving you the most blank deadpanned stare under that mask.

"you do know i have a—"

"yeah i know i know— i just forgot about the helmet." you grumbled quietly in embarrassment before walking away.

he watches you walk back and forth between the bathroom, washing your hands and rearranging the things back. he notices you're meticulate. he sweeps his gaze around the apartment, nothing is amiss, everything in its place as it should be except a few strays lying around. another observation down his mental diary about you, you're organised. mostly.

and then he remembers the interesting set of weapons you had and he lets out a snort which gets your attention as you were walking to the kitchen. "what?"

he's peeling his clothes back down when he shakes his head in response. "nothing."

"tch— what, red?"

"....a pan."

you groaned quietly as you rushed into the kitchen, "were you seriously gonna pull a rapunzel on me?" he called out sarcastically making you let out a involuntary laugh.

"no i just—" you pause as you laugh, drinking from the glass while you stayed standing, "i was about to make some noodles. and then i heard that loud thump sound so i just— i had it in hand!" you explained haphazardly as you rolled your eyes.

"still. a pan?"

"its better than nothing— oh quit it." you rolled your eyes as you put the glass down before you crossed your arms, raising a brow at him.

"how the hell are you gonna leave though? the front door?" he got up with a slight wince as he head back to the balcony.

"wait you're seriously gonna parkour back to your house? the bandage might open up!" you gawked at him as you followed behind, "so much effort and all down the drain."

"so that's what you're worried bout huh?" he scoffed sarcastically as he turned to looked down at you and you shrugged, "i mean im proud of my work. i don't wanna see it get ruined."

"you're heartless."

"i'll take that as a compliment."

you heard a muffled laugh coming from him, your eyes lingering on him for a few moments as your hands fidgeted with each other behind your back.

"uh take care!" you called out suddenly, worried about the vigilante maybe, while he fought to keep his heart from getting ahead of itself.

"don't worry this will be the last time i bother you."

"just don't get hurt, red."

"....."

"....."

"last time, huh?"

two weeks later, and you found red in your balcony again, this time with another wound in the opposite side, just as deep as last time. it makes you wonder if the vigilante has really come to trust you, even just a shred, to come to you when he's hurt. it warms your heart.

"i was gonna sing rapunzel let down your hair—"

"i will push you off my balcony."

reblogs are appreciated! :D

[k1mbe3rly]

could you do top!junhee having angry fingering sex with bottom!fem reader because myung - gi tried to talk to y/n and junhee got over possessive plus jealous .. thank you 👉🏻👈🏻

sorry it’s taken me awhileee

Talk to anyone but him

warnings: Dom! jun hee, Smut, ROUGH fingering ,, Sub!fem reader (She isn’t pregnant btw)

You were unaware Jun hee even dated the crypto scammer that was in the games, She never mentioned it to you with the time yall were dating, SO TECHNICALLY, this wasn’t even your fault.

As you finished the first game with Jun hee, you were kinda standing there since she disappeared on you for a bit

As you stood there looking at your nails or feet you heard a voice, “Hey, are you alone?”, you looked up to see a man, player 333, you shaked your head, “I mean right now yea, but i’m waiting on someone” you told him

“Hm.. well im myung gi, Why don’t i wait with you?” he said smiling at you, you smiled back “Yea sure, i don’t mind company” you told him

Yall were talking and laughing for a while at least 5 minutes kinda forgetting about Jun hee

In the corner was Jun hee watching you. She watched how you interacted with Myung gi, her ex, She stared very intensely feeling a heavy pang in her chest from jealousy, her hands turned into fists as she snapped out

She immediately marched up to you and myung gi, Myung gi noticed at first thinking she got mad because of him, but he was wrong.

She quickly grabbed your shoulder, “What are you doing?” she asked coldly, “Oh i was just talking to-.” but before you could finish she interrupted, “I’m very aware who he is.” Jun hee said, without a second she gripped onto your wrist pulling you leaving myung gi behind in confusion

She kept pulling you until you reached the bathrooms, she kinda shoved you in as she shut the door “Are you playing games with me right now? do you think that was funny!?” she yelled, you stared at her in confusion, “Jun hee- what are you talking about?” you told her

“Why were you talking to him huh? Is this some way to get back at me for something i did?” She said, “W-what? no of course not? do you know him or something?” you replied back

“He’s my fucking ex!”

She yelled out as you stared at her, you widen your eyes as you gasped covering your mouth, “Oh my god- i’m so sorry baby! i didn’t know!” you told her, “Bullshit!” she yelled as she quickly shoved you into the counter lifting you up

She was aggressive and fast as she shoved down your pants and panties, you gasped as you grabbed on to the counter edges

You spread your legs widely as you roughly rubbed your pussy, making you moan out loudly, it didn’t take long for it to get wet, and once it was wet enough, was probably needed a caution sign from her.

She quickly shoved in 2 fingers making you scream out in pleasure, she quickly moved her fingers in and out roughly as your pussy clenched around her fingers, you heard squelching as you kept moaning loudly, you tried closing your legs but she grabbed your leg putting it on the counter

“Keep them fucking open!” she said roughly as she kept fingering you like crazy, her fingers were quick, this was probably the fastest she ever fingered you, you threw your head back

“Augh~! Jun hee~! Fuck! i- didn’t know~!!” you whimpered out, “Shut up. Shut the fuck up and take it”she said as your juices begin flying out a bit, you felt your orgasm rise as well as you bucked your hips

“Jun hee~! i’m gonna cum!” you moaned out

“Fuck. Can you still talk to him with my fingers in your pussy huh? with you moaning out like this huh slut?” she said still fingering you roughly, you didn’t answer as you felt a sharp slap on your clit as you whined out loudly “Answer me!” she yelled as you whimpered , “N-no!”,

“You gonna talk to him again?” she questioned as you shaked your head “N-no! i promise!” you told her still moaning, soft drool beginning to fall out of your mouth, her fingers deep inside you curving into your g spot, “Fuck you better not” she said as you reached down sucking on your clit aggressively, soft slurping and smacking sounds along with your pussy squelching, “Mm~!! holy fuck! i’m gonna cum!” you yelled out

“Cum.” she said as you quickly cummed, she quickly removed her fingers replacing it with her mouth, your cum going into her mouth as she slurped it all, she swallowed as she looked at you which you were panting

Once she finished licking off your cum she slapped your thigh softly.

“Next time i see you talking to him, im gonna fuck you infront of him.” she said to you as you groaned softly

“I seriously didn’t know he was your ex..” you spoke still coming down from your high, “I know” she said as you looked at her, she laughed a bit, “i just wanted a excuse to do this”

You frowned a bit, “Fuck.., you asshole” you spoke softly as she chuckled, “Come on get dressed..” she spoke softly this time, you got dressed as yall left the bathroom.

Next time you know not to talk to him again.

[sturniluvr]

Love in the sun

Lando Norris x fem!reader

word count: 2.8k

warnings: none other than a few mentions of children (if you don’t like kids😭) possible spelling mistakes(?)

summary: Lando and Y/N go on holiday together during the summer break and come home engaged.

A/N: Keep in mind throughout that I have no idea how the luxury life works im broke asf so it may be inaccurate😭and sorry for quite a few time skips I had a bit of writers block😭

❗️semi proof read❗️

Y/N and Lando were currently halfway through their flight en route to Mykonos for a week while Lando had the summer break. The couple had a few things pre planned for the week in Greece such as a party boat they had booked prior to the holiday and Y/N was hoping for no more injuries on Lando's end after the incident in Amsterdam and going to a few tourist attractions, but they mostly just wanted to spend time with each other, they didn’t care what they were doing as long as they were together, and of course they were staying with Hilton as the couple always had the best experiences with Hilton hotels and being a sponsor of McLaren, it was only right they chose Hilton. 

Lando was scrolling on his phone and he felt a weight on his shoulder, he looked to his side and saw his girlfriend asleep on his shoulder. The love of his life, his best friend, his girl and hopefully, soon, his wife. She had been by his side since before he made it into f1, he remembers vividly how excited she was when he told her he was offered a seat with McLaren, she seemed more excited than he was, and she hadn’t left his side since. He smiled at the memory. He had a whole plan set in place to propose to Y/N, he couldn’t wait to propose to her, he had brought the ring around 2 years into the relationship when he was out with Max and he saw the perfect ring that just screamed Y/N to him and he’d just been waiting for the perfect moment, which was this holiday and also their 5 year anniversary. 

time skip to landing

Lando was looking out the window in his own world when he heard the pilot over the intercom. 

“Mr Norris, we will be starting descent in Mykonos in about 10 minutes so please get ready to fasten your seatbelt sir.” On cue, he saw the little seatbelt light come on above his head. He gently shook Y/N to wake her up. 

“Darling, we’ll be landing soon, you need to put your seatbelt on.” He spoke quietly as he knows she doesn’t like loud noises when she first wakes up. She stirs and slowly opens her eyes and lifted her head off Lando’s shoulder. Lando looked at her with a soft smile and a little chuckle escaped his lips at the sight of the woman’s messy hair.  

“Hey sleepy head, pilot just said to put our belts on we’ll be descending soon.” She nodded at him as she fixed her hair and put her belt on, Lando doing the same next to her. 

As they got closer to the ground, Y/N grabbed hold on Lando’s hand to comfort herself as landing was probably her least favourite part of flying and he rubbed her knuckles in a comforting manner. 

After landing, they grabbed their luggage and made their way to the chauffeur who led them to the car provided by Hilton to take them to the hotel.  

small time skip cus I’m lazy

They arrived to their room in the hotel and unpacked their suitcases and got changed into some clothes more suited to the warm climate of the island they were on for the next two weeks as they had an early flight and when the couple arrived it was only early afternoon After changing, Y/N and Lando left the hotel and went for a small walk around the town and get anything little essentials they may need while on holiday like bottles of water, snacks for the hotel room etc. 

“Don’t forget we need to buy sunscreen aswel, since somebody left it behind being the clever clogs he is.” Y/N said, giving Lando a cheeky smile.  

“Ha Ha, very funny cheeky.” Lando replied sarcastically, pinching her side softly. The couple laughed as they continued to walk in and out of shops and buy the essentials. 

Later on that day, Y/N was relaxing on a sunbed reading her book and Lando was next to her on another sunbed with his hat over his eyes. About half hour later, Y/N was now lying on her stomach so she could tan her back aswel as her front and she felt a pair of hands smack her bum. She looked behind to see her boyfriend with a boyish smile on his face, she smiled back at him and rolled her eyes jokingly at his actions. 

“Do you want another drink baby? I'm going to the bar.” Lando stated and she nodded. 

“Same again please Lan, I'm going to head up to the room for a little siesta, it’s getting pretty warm out here.” He nodded in understanding knowing how easily the heat got to her sometimes, that’s why he always made sure she was well hydrated and was taking care of herself. 

“Okay baby, I’ll grab our drinks and I’ll come up aswel and have a quick shower or something.” She nodded at her boyfriend before he left to go get their drinks from the bar. She packed up everything she had brought down to the pool with her and made her way into the hotel and up to their room. 

couple days later

Y/N was relaxing on the balcony of the hotel room while waiting for Lando to get back, he’d told her he was going out to get some more water for the room when in reality he was sat in the hotel reception talking on the phone to the manager of the restaurant he was planning to take Y/N to on the last day of the holiday, their anniversary, to finalise any details about the proposal and the booking details.  

“So, you’ll tell her you’re going to the bathroom and one of our waiters will lead her out to the beach? Is that correct Mr Norris?” the manager asked Lando over the phone.

“Yes, that is correct. Thank you again for helping me with this. It means a lot.” Lando replied, the manager smiled at the idea of young love.

“It's quite alright sir. Right, that's all booked and ready for you for a few days' time.” 

Once everything was finalised, he thanked the manager and hung up the phone and left the hotel with a small smile on his face at the thought of him proposing to the love of his life in the next couple days and made his way to the little shop 10 minutes from the hotel and grabbed the bottles of water like he had told Y/N he was doing. 

He walked back to the hotel and into the hotel room where he was met with the sight of Y/N asleep on the sofa in the living area with the balcony door open to let a breeze in and her book covering her face. He smiled in amusement and put the crate of water bottles down and he made his way over to the sofa. He crouched down in front of her and took her book from off her face, keeping his thumb on the page so she wouldn’t lose her page and quickly put her bookmark in place before closing it. He gently shook her awake.  

“Wake up sleepy head. We need to go downstairs for lunch soon.” She opened her eyes lazily and looked at Lando with a sleepy smile which he returned with a smile of his own. She slowly sat up and picked up her half drunk bottle of water off the table in front of her. 

“Hey pretty girl, the sun tired you out huh?” He joked, stroking her thigh. She nodded softly before speaking. 

“Yeah, and it didn’t help next door had a crying baby and I couldn’t focus on my book, so I just came inside.” Lando chuckled at her response.  

“We’ll be heading down for lunch in a minute if you wanna go freshen up a bit beforehand.” The curly haired boy spoke, Y/N nodded and made her way to their bedroom to put a clean top on as she had some sweat stains that didn’t look flattering at all and touched up the small amount of makeup she had on which consisted of just concealer, mascara and some lip balm. 

The couple both headed down to lunch, indulging in conversation about the most random topics causing them both to start laughing. The couple were suddenly interrupted by a little girl, who looked no older than 5 and had a little bunny stuffed animal in her arms, who came up to them and tapped Y/N’s arm softly. 

“Excuse me miss, can you help me find my mummy. I was with her and my older brother and now I can’t find them.” The older woman’s eyes softened at the sight of the tears in the little girl's eyes. She nodded at her. 

“Of course, sweetheart. What’s your name?” Y/N spoke in a gentle tone. 

“Emily, I’m sorry for interrupting you two, but I recognised Lando because Jack my brother is a formula one fan and I’ve seen him on tv, so I thought you two seemed safe rather than a complete stranger.” Emily admitted shyly, Lando nodded at her with a smile before the couple stood up to help her find her brother and mum. 

“You did the right thing sweetie. C’mon we’ll help you find your mum” Lando spoke, he held the little girl's small hand in his and the three of them made their way over to the front desk at reception. 

“Excuse me, this little girl has lost her mum. Do you have any idea where she could be?” Y/N asked the lady on the front desk. She nodded and made her way around to the front of the desk so she could talk to Emily. 

“What does your mum look like sweetheart?” She asked as she crouched down to her size. 

“Brown hair, green eyes, she had a long blue dress on, she was with my older brother who was wearing red swim shorts and a Minecraft t-shirt” the receptionist nodded at her. All of a sudden, they heard the voice of a woman, Y/N looked up to see a woman matching Emily’s description of her mother.  

“Emily! There you are baby!” She ran over and gave her a quick hug. Emily pointed to the three other adults before she spoke to her mum.

“The helped me mummy. Lando and his girlfriend helped me find you and the nice lady on reception!” Emily walked over to Y/N and gave her a hug which Y/N reciprocated. 

“Thank you.” Emily muttered smiling up at the couple. They both smiled at her. 

“Thank you for helping my daughter, we were so worried!” Her mum exclaimed.  

“It’s fine honestly! I can’t imagine how worried I’d be if I’d lost my kid in a resort this big.” She replied, the two women chuckling at her response. Lando looked to Jack and smiled. 

“Hey buddy, I hear you’re a formula one fan? Do you want a photo?” He asked and Jack nodded quickly, the children’s mum pulled out her phone and Jack walked over to Lando and the pair took a photo together. Jack said a quick thank you to the driver before the little family headed off and the couple went to their room to get ready for the party boat they were going on later, which thankfully did not end in any injuries on Lando’s part this time.

 

the last night of the holiday

Tonight was Y/N and Lando’s last night of the holiday, and it was their anniversary. After a morning full of cuddles, kisses, some less PG stuff and exchanging cards and gifts, the couple had spent the rest of the day walking around visiting little landmarks around Mykonos and getting gifts for family members.  

They were now currently getting ready to head out to the Italian restaurant Lando had booked for them. Y/N was wearing a flowy white dress that came down to just below her knees and Lando was wearing a plain white dress shirt and some khaki shorts that Y/N had brought him just before they came to Mykonos. 

“You ready sweetheart?” Lando shouted to Y/N from the bedroom. She walked in and smiled at him. 

“Yup. You ready?” She replied walking into the bedroom smiling at Lando who was sat on the bed. He reached out to her and rested his hands on her waist and pulled her into him, he pulled her down slightly and planted a kiss to her lips. 

“You look stunning baby. An absolute princess if you ask me.” he expressed with a small smirk on his face. She grabbed her bag off the bed and grabbed Lando’s hand and the couple made their way out the hotel and to the restaurant.  

Once they arrived at the restaurant, the waiter took them to their seats and took their orders, coming back shortly after with the drink orders which was some red wine for both of them. When they had their food brought to them around 20 minutes later, they ate their food while talking about anything they could think of. There was never a dull moment with Y/N and Lando’s conversations.

After eating and having paid the bill. Lando was about to put the plan into motion. 

“I’m just gonna head to the bathroom before we leave gorgeous. Won’t be long.” She nodded at Lando, what she didn’t realise was Lando was actually leaving through the back entrance of the restaurant to get to the beach across from the restaurant without Y/N realising. 

Shortly after, the waiter came over to Y/N and held his arm out for her to take. 

“If you’d like to close your eyes and follow me miss.” he requested. She skeptically complied and took his arm as she closed her eyes, and he took her across to the beach where Lando was waiting by the ocean.  

Once she was in front of Lando, he silently thanked the waiter and he left and went back to the restaurant. Lando grabbed Y/N’s hands in his and she took that as a sign to open her eyes and her and Lando were the only ones on the beach and the only sounds was the water crashing onto the sand. Lando began to speak. 

“Y/N, from the moment I made it home after our first date when we were 19, I knew you were the one. You’ve been with me through the ups and downs of not only my life, but my entire career and I could not thank you enough. You experienced my first podium with me and my first win and every other milestone in my career and I’ll forever be grateful to have you by my side for everything. My mum always told me as a kid that when I meet the one, I’d feel it. You’re the one Y/N. You’re my person.” Lando announced. Y/N’s hand flew over her mouth as Lando got down onto one knee and pulled out a red velvet box, opening the box to reveal the most stunning diamond ring, tears were welling in both of the adults’ eyes. 

“Y/N M/N/ L/N, will you make the happiest man ever and marry me?” He spoke with a hint of emotion in his voice. She vigorously nodded her head, tears flowing down her cheeks. 

“Yes Lando! Of course I’ll marry you” she replied. He grinned up at her and placed the ring on her left ring finger as he stood back up, hearing distant claps from people passing by and sat outside the restaurant who had witnessed the proposal. He then cupped her cheeks and pulled her into a passionate kiss full of love. The newly engaged couple pulled out of the kiss and smiled at each other, eyes filled with just as much love as the day they met. 

“I love you so much my darling girl. I can’t wait for you to be my wife.” He grinned ear to ear at his now fiancée.  

“I love you too my love. I can’t wait to be married to you and spend the rest of our lives together.” She replied, smiling back at her fiancé. 

They made their way up the beach, walking along the shore in a comfortable silence. Y/N was first to break the silence. 

“Oh my god I just realised I can now put my Pinterest board to use!” She exclaimed in excitement, clapping her hands together with a beaming smile on her face. Lando let out a laugh at her. He wrapped his arm around her shoulders and Y/N wrapped her arm around his waist. 

“I knew you’d say that you muppet” Lando joked. She smiled softly up at him. 

“We’re both muppets but we’re each other's muppets.” She corrected the driver. He just smiled at his girl. 

“That we are beautiful, that we are.” He softly chuckled as they continued to walk down the beach. 

Once they got home from Mykonos early the next morning, Y/N and Lando had announced the proposal on social media and rang their families, who were all very happy and excited for the couple. 

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y/user: Mykonos with my favourite human, swipe to the end for a surprise👀 (hint: he’s now completely off the market ladies🤭)

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landonorris: had the best time with you beautiful, love you forever🤍

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y/user: right back at you my love. Love you more❤️

pietra.pilao: congratulations you two!! So happy! Love you both🫶🏻

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y/user: thank you p! We love you too🫶🏻

mclaren: congratulations to you both!🧡

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lilyzneimer: omg!! Congrats you guys🤍(I better be your bridesmaid y/n/n😉😂)

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y/user: thank you lils! You already know you’re my bridesmaid babe!😉😘

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landonorris: Lando Norriz who?😏 here’s to forever with you my darling girl I can’t wait for you to be Mrs Norris🥂I love you endlessly🤍

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y/user: I love you my boy🤍can’t wait to be mrs Norris🤍 (and to use my Pinterest board😝)

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landonorris: 😭😭😭 I do love you baby😂❤️

oscarpiastri: congrats mate!👏🏻Love you both!🧡 (Y/N and Lily have already been messaging non-stop about dresses😭)

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landonorris: thanks osc!🧡 and trust me mate, I know😭

y/user: watch it you pair, lily will be just as bad when you finally grow a pair and propose osc😌😘

lilyzneimer: yes I will😉😘

oscarpiastri: 👀

maxfewtrell: congrats you pair! Lots of love❤️

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landonorris: cheers mate we love you too❤️

user3: omg my parents!!😭🫶🏻also trust Lando to wear a jumper in Mykonos😭

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[dearestzaychik]

Our Forsakened Destiny.

This Fanfic is for those starving Forsaken Fans out there by the way!!

(( same here ngl... ))

[ Forsaken x Isekai'd Reader ]

[ Gender Neutral Reader ]

TW : Cursing, Touching Jokes ( only mentioned once ), DoubleFedora Mentioned but It's not something that will happen during the actual story.

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[ PROLOGUE ]

READER’S POV.

Clouds up in the skies, in a bustling city during the afternoon as they woke up to the sound of ringing.

“..What time is it already?”

Stated the individual, picking their phone up from the stand as they glanced at the upcoming discord notifications and a call from their friends. Their messages flickering in the channel as the Voice channel looked to be active as well. Looks like Peanut is the most active in the channel as of late.

MENTAL ASYLUM

The NUT :

@Loser101

Join.

Naps :

They might be asleep nut..

The NUT :

at 2 in the afternoon

I don’t think so

Their waking up bc

I said so!

Loser101 :

Boo

Hobo :

Oh my goodness me

Toilet

Menoes :

WAITT THEIR BOTH ALIVE

Hobo :

Im pooping rn

Loser101 :

Hold your horses I jst woke up..

The NUT :

Did you

stay up late..

again

Loser101 :

Yeah…

Menoes :

I think we might have gotten [ Y/N ] addicted to Forsaken..

The NUT :

GOOD

Now join us!!

@Loser101

Naps :

Don’t forget to join VC as well!

Stupid Idiot :

[ Sent an Attachment. ]

Loser101 :

Hold on I still need to get up dawg..

The NUT :

well be quicker

Menoes :

Veen I’m gonna touch you.

Stupid Idiot :

Yeahhh I’m switching out of 07..

Menoes :

WAITT NO I'M SORRY—

Naps :

Oh my days, Just play the game already the match is starting!

[ Message #general ]

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Right, Your dear friends. A few days ago, they seemed to pull you into a game called Forsaken on Roblox. Usually, you don't play games such as Roblox, preferring Identity V over games like that. But they somehow pulled you into a Roblox Game that had somewhat of the same mechanics as Identity V, hence the heavy persuasion from Peanut especially.

“Impatient as always.”

You quoted, knowing how impatient Peanut can be. They already seemed to have started before you, but nevertheless they can wait a little longer. After all, you just woke up and you at least needed to get ready for the day.

THIRD PERSON POV.

Getting up from the bed, slipping into your bunny slippers as you walked to the Kitchen. Turning on the Coffee Machine.. It was just a normal day like always, Thankfully there was a Holiday during Friday meant it was gonna be a Long Weekend. You didn’t need to worry about going to work for now, that’s for sure.

Peanut and the others are still waiting, but they wouldn’t mind waiting for a little while longer. Even though you played the game, you didn't know much compared to how the group knew the Techniques and Story for each character. Maybe the basics of the gameplay you definitely grasped, but the Story behind the characters? Not so much. Maybe the simplified version, but even so it's still limited knowledge about the game itself.

Maybe one day you’ll finally find the time to actually start reading and looking into the story itself.

Ding! Seems like the coffee machine is done making your coffee, you can actually start going through your day.

READER’S POV.

As you were about to take a sip of your freshly brewed coffee, a notification rang in the air once more.. Right, Peanut and the others were still waiting for you. As you opened Discord, you didn’t bother to read the messages in the channel as you immediately joined the VC.

“Oh my god… The whole entire server is targeting us at this point!”

Stated Naps, seemingly frustrated at the current situation she had at hand.

“We’re healers, of course they would target us because we are practically a whole healing buffet for the survivors if we keep surviving!”

Meos replied to Naps, At this point not taking everything seriously as he laughed it off.

“Finally, [ Y/N ] joined the vc... Join us right now in Forsaken or else I’m gonna fucking loose it.. I’m about to be killer right now and may Zeus strike me down if I’m lying, I’M GONNA MURDER THIS FUCKING GUEST-”

Peanut suddenly shot out, before muting her mic. She doesn’t usually open her mic unless it's to call something out or rant about a player, either way Peanut is just.. being Peanut.

“Alright, alright.. Just give me a moment to open my PC then I’ll join.”

You, along with Meos and Naps continued to chat in the call as you joined the server. Looks like Veen was in here too, but he didn’t have his mic opened. Either way, you managed to join in time as the Round loaded in, With Peanut being the Killer as Mafioso.. While you played Chance, unable to switch characters either way since you joined as soon as the round started.

“WAIT OH MY GOD THERE’S A 007N7 IN THE ROUND–”

“Meos, No.”

Surprisingly after that whole thing as well as Peanut killing off the Toxic Guest she wanted to kill, The round was a friendly round as Peanut didn’t seem to want to kill anybody else.. Other than the fact that she was approaching you slowly of course.. She shipped DoubleFedora, but was very open to other ships of course. The pinnacle of being a Multishipper..

“No, no, no. Stop being gay...”

Naps stated, trying to body block Peanut away from you, definitely done from Peanut’s shenanigans.. You couldn’t help but stifle a laugh, this was the usual events that happened during your gameplays with your dear friends. Sadly, Caleb and Debt didn’t seem to be able to play today, but there were still plenty of times to play with them either way.

“Sorry guys, I prefer 1x1x1x1 x Sonic the Hedgehog as my OTP..”

Veen suddenly stated, jumpscaring everybody with how randomly timed he opened his mic. Earning a questionable silence in the voice call before the collection of sudden screams replied..

“..WHAT-”

After the round ended, A Message popped up onto your screen. It quoted..

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[ team c00lkidd join today! ]

- [ YES ]

- [ NO ] [ YES. ]

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“..Guys, do you know what this message is?”

Although it seemed to be somewhat in themed of what you’re playing, considering there was a Killer that was themed around c00lkidd, but you couldn’t help but feel wary about the message. After all, none of your friends ever mentioned a message like this.

“What do you mean by a message? Did someone message you?”

Meos asked, seemingly clueless about the message you received. His tone feigned concern, earning you Naps and the other’s attention as well.

“..No, it's a message box that popped up in the game. It says `team c00lkidd join today`.”

Before you could even get a reply from any of your friends, your PC started crashing as multiple errors seemed to come out while everything else was becoming glitchy and distorted. Your friends tried reaching out, feigning even more concern when you didn’t respond.

“..[ Y/N ]? A—-re yo[] there?—”

“Can yo[] 6ear u—”

The voices of your friends glitching out before an uncomfortable silence lingered in the air, their voices long gone as the only thing you seemed to be able to hear was a static noise coming from your PC. Suddenly, there was a force pulling you in specifically from the Monitor itself. No matter how hard you tried to pull yourself away from it, the harder it was to get out of this predicament. Eventually, the force overpowered your feeble strength as a human, getting sucked inside the Monitor as everything around you seemed to crumble apart and glitch out even more.

You were scared, frightened to say the least. After all, You still had so much to live for. Looking at your hands as you fell into a black abyss, you can see yourself glitching out as well. Although it was painless, it sent a wave of sickness through you. As the further you fell, the more it was a struggle to even open your eyes. The last thing you could see before you passed out was a pop up in red stating..

[ Welcome to your new home. ]

:)

Whether that message was meant to comfort you or not, It definitely didn’t help. Whatever was happening to you, it was far from normal against Human standards if it weren’t so obvious enough. Cursing yourself as you couldn’t open your eyes any longer, succumbing to the abyss that pulled you further and further as your little life was about to take a turn. 

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[ ACHIEVEMENT UNLOCKED. ]

Welcome to Hell.

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Onto the next chapter..

Chapter 1 :

NOTES

I'm starving so I decided to cook food myself.. It might look like a bit of a joke first but we can take some jokes then and there! Especially since this is just the prologue :3

Right now, this is a small introduction to a series so do hope in mind that everything might not stay the same!

[kazumist]

Hi its my first time requesting so idk if im doing this right, after i saw that s fire is issuing a pre order for a hoshina figure, and that figure made him look absolutely stunning, his biceps,abs, thighs, the lines are just impeccable, so i would like to request hoshina x fem!reader, they are a couple and the reader bought the figure and was unpacking it, then hoshina saw it… what would be his reaction??? I really love your writing btw and it would be cool if the reader just loves buying hoshina’s merch, thankyou !

✩ — includes: hoshina x f!reader (but no fem terms actually used uh). fluff. cw: cutter mentioned (reader opens up a package). wc: 512. reblogs and feedback are much appreciated !!

✩ — note: took me a bit of a while sorry TT but here you go!!

hoshina didn’t expect anything when he opened the door and received the package that the delivery man gave him.

“love, did my delivery arrive yet?” you asked him, calling him out from the kitchen since you were busy preparing lunch. it was your turn today—soshiro’s turn to cook would be tomorrow. “oh, this was yours?” he says, entering the kitchen area.

with a playful eyeroll, you washed your hands and went to see the package. the food was still busy cooking by itself so it’s safe to leave it for a moment. “who else would it be, silly?” you said, grabbing a cutter to open it up. hoshina would be lying if he said that he wasn’t curious. he wonders what piqued your interest this time since it’s been a while since you last ordered something online.

he had a few options—it could be something funny that you just wanted to try. or perhaps something useful that will help with your current lifestyle. it could be anything, really. but hoshina stared blankly when you opened the box.

soshiro never expected for you to buy a figurine of him of all things.

“oh my god, it looks perfect!” you squealed, completely forgetting about the man beside you. he looks at you and the figurine back and forth, trying to comprehend the fact that you actually did get a figurine of him. it was like those superhero figurines that you’d see in toy stores—something that parents would buy for their kids.

and soshiro would be lying if he said that this doesn’t make him sulk, even just a little bit.

“eh? is that me?” he asks dumbfoundedly.

you didn’t hear him at first; he was too excited to open and let the figurine out of the box. “hm? oh, yeah! it’s you, it looks so good, right?” you asked him, carefully pulling out the figurine now. he could feel a small vein on his head, but he took a deep breath to keep his composure. you looked so happy right now; why would he ruin it? 

but he didn’t really expect that you’d buy it. especially when you actually have him by your side.

hoshina goes behind you and gives you a backhug as he rests his chin on your shoulder, peering over to inspect the figurine more. “it looks real nice, but i didn’t expect you to buy something like this,” he says a bit lazily. “why? it’s you.” you turned your head to look at him with a pout.

“that’s exactly it. it’s me, and i’m right here.” he replies with a pout as well. you deadpan at him, “don’t tell me you’re jealous of a literal figurine of yourself, soshiro.”

“so what? i don’t see why you have to buy this little thing when you have the real deal right here.”

“oh, you mean the real deal that has his arms wrapped around me right now?” you giggle.

“is there any other man that goes by hoshina soshiro in this world? get rid of it.”

“you’re so petty—and no, i won’t!”

[chit2luvu]

Lovers' Entanglement

Pairings: Dom!Rayne Ames X Reader

A/N: This is my first smut fic, im not sure what Im doing but my brain produced and here I present. I also published this in ao3 but i didnt rlly get any interactions hence why im here pls dont flop :< Tags: mentions of cunnilingus, nipple play, p in v, afab reader, hickeys

It’s an ordinary day for Rayne and Y/N.

Well, not so much since Y/N has been practically bawling her eyes out because he was going to graduate.

In the morning, during the ceremony, and after the ceremony.

She clung onto him at every chance. More so than ever. Her tears staining on the taller boy’s graduation gown. It was quite a sight to see.

“Y/N…” He mumbled, patting her back as she hugged him tight. Rayne did indeed love her, he was sad to part with her but it’s not like their love would disappear with the lower frequency of their visits.

The most embarrassing part was when Principal Wahlberg came over to tease the two.

“My, my if it isn’t the power couple of our school. Congratulations on becoming a full fledged Divine Visionary at the Magic Bureau, Rayne. As for your devastated girlfriend…” He trailed off, cheekily looking at the two.

“I-I’m sorry I can’t greet you properly, it’s just that I’m not ready to not see him everyday anymore Principal Wahlberg…” the younger girl said through tears.

“It’s quite alright… Hahaha, the sweetness of first love in the air... Oh to feel it again at my age. Take care of each other, you two. And congratulations on graduating Max Land, I hope to see your achievements in the future here on out.”

Rayne nodded in approvement.

“Thank you, Principal Wahlberg, I am honored.” Max politely replied, with a small bow.

“This is it. I probably won’t see them again until summer break or whatever.” Y/N sadly thought, her tears still uncontrollably flowing down.

As the principal left, the first years joined the trio to congratulate them. Finn was the first one to suggest a commemorative group photo.

Rayne pulled away from her and pinched her cheeks to try and get some sense into her .“Y/n, we’re going to take pictures now so stop crying okay? For me?” He pleaded, wiping her tears away with his sleeve.

“Eep… Not fair… you… you’re gonna make me cry more,” she sobbed trying her best to keep her emotions in check as she looked up at Rayne pitifully.

Suddenly, he kissed her wet lips to hopefully stop her from crying. And it worked like a charm. Even after the kiss, y/n continued to stare at Rayne with flushed cheeks and swollen lips, the aftertaste of their sweet kiss lingering on her lips. The group went silent after witnessing their blatant display of affection.

“Nooooo! Why?! Why do all the good looking guys snag all the girls?!?!” Dot cried out as usual with murderous intent.

“Please refrain from making love in the eyes of an innocent child,” Lance commented as he clutched his necklace.

“Omg!! Y/n!! Ahhhh~~ Mash, did you see that? That could be us!!” Lemon fangirled while aggressively hitting Mash’s back to make her point.

“Uhm…” the muscle head said with disbelief.

“N-Nii–chan?!” Finn screeched as he hid his eyes behind his hands. He had most definitely never seen such a side of his older brother.

“Rayne you daring man!!” Max exclaimed, going in between the couple and hitting their backs to dissipate the tension, finally putting some distance between the two. “Well, what are you waiting for? Let’s take a picture!”

The students huddled together, performing various poses as they took many pictures.

One heart in the middle formed by Rayne and Y/N while Lemon, Mash and Lance formed one on the left and Dot, Finn and Max formed another on the right.

Then, freestyle poses.

They all put up a thumbs up for one.

And a peace sign for another.

And a heart sign for the last.

“Wow! These came out good!” the brunette said, scanning the photos happily. “Can’t forget to take a trio one too!”

So Rayne, Max and Y/N took another photo.

Then another photo with just Rayne and Max.

“And now, to commemorate the cringiest but slayest power couple of our school, Rayne and Y/N!” Lemon cheered happily for the two, holding out her wand. “3…2…1… Smile!”

Another utter shock.

The photo captured Rayne kissing Y/N on the cheek

“Oi! She said smile, not kiss!” Dot complained, about to jump out into action to stop them from further PDA but Lance kept him in check with his graviole.

“Well, you probably don’t know the feeling of having the love of your life desperately cling onto you just because you guys won’t be seeing each other everyday since you don’t have a girlfriend huh?” Rayne retorted the first year with a fierce look, as he held a blushing Y/N by her waist.

There were just one too many surprises from him. The first years were in absolute disbelief at their senior’s soft attitude towards his girlfriend. The ones who found it hardest to take this in were Finn and Dot.

After the ceremony, the group disbanded, each going back their own way. By tomorrow, most of the graduates would be gone, including Rayne which the Y/N couldn’t handle.

She returned to Rayne’s dorm, helping him pack up. The once minimalist room becomes an empty Adler room. Even his rabbit bedsheet was cleared with the rest of his rabbit related merch.

“Rayne…” Y/N started, her thoughts unclear of this whole situation. Only her fervent emotions screamed, telling her not to let go of her boyfriend at all costs.

“Yes?” He calmly replied, sitting down beside her on the bed.

“I will really really really miss you a lot.”

“I know dear,” he said, sliding his hand on top of hers as he sincerely looked at her with soft eyes.

“Ray-ayneeee” she said, plunging her body on top of Rayne’s onto the bed. “I might start crying again… sorry,” she mumbled as she lifted her head up from his chest.

“Bad girl,” he whispered into her ear while he brushed back the strand of hair. Those two words make her whole body feel all tingly in a weird way. “I don’t want our last memory in a long while to be you waving at me with tears during our send off, like as if you’re sending your husband off to war.” he honestly said, still keeping his hand on her head.

Y/N’s cheeks flushed red from his comment. Rayne had always been the type of boyfriend that cared for his girlfriend by actions, not words. When she had her period, he would always bring chocolates and a heat pack to her dorm and throughout the day, he would check on her wellbeing multiple times. Even on normal days, when they talked during recess and lunch or after school hours, he was thoughtful to bring her something that reminded him of her from time to time. He did what he felt was suitable and even let out his true self. True self as in saying whatever he wanted. Even if it meant the lines he was saying sounded like some confession from a third rate romance novel.

“I guess I won’t cry anymore…” she pouted, her gaze averting away from his as she went back to nuzzling his chest.

There it was again.

That warm fluttery feeling that arises in their hearts at times like these.

But other than wanting to hold each other tight and never letting go, Rayne found himself having a new profound desire. If he were to possibly switch their positions, holding Y/N down on his bed while he whispered sweet nothings into her ears, would she like it? If he were to maybe pull down her collar and mark her neck for everyone to see would it be unfair of him? If only he could say for sure to continue to act on his instincts. After all, it was hard to stay calm with his lover’s breasts pressed up against his chest, her whole body looking as if she was being served on a golden platter ready to be ravished him. He really wanted to devour her right there and then.

“Rayne?” Y/N shyly questioned. She had long noticed his body’s reaction, unsure of what would be the best next course of action for the two.

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“Sorry, I’ll- I’ll go to the bathroom for a bit.” Rayne enunciated, gently pushing Y/N off to the side and getting up so as not to worsen the awkwardness of the conversation.

But when her soft hand stopped him in his tracks, something inside of him just snapped.

“Y/N, there’s no saying what could happen if you don’t let go of your hand right now.” Rayne spoke as he turned around, his manner of speech getting a little shaky.

“I-I-I know! Well ummm I just thought that since we won’t be seeing each other in a long while… I… I want to help you since you're always by my side…”

He turned, his amber eyes meeting her e/c ones. He hugged her, bringing her face to his chest as he wrapped his arms around her neck.

“Y/N, you know how much I love you right? I promise nothing will change between us. You don’t owe me anything, love. I can wait until you’re ready.”

His words were always so reassuring, always laced with layers of honey, always warm and gentle. But she’s not doing it just to make Rayne happy, if it was with him, Y/N would gladly give her everything, in this case was her body.

“Rayne… I love you too, which is why I want to do it with you, if it’s with you I-”

Before Y/N could even finish her sentence, Rayne was already pinning her down on his bed. He impatiently pushed his lips against hers, their tongues entwining, leaving each other breathless as he pulled away.

“Sorry, I guess I got carried away there.”

He panted, their breaths shaky from the intense kiss. Still, his lips came close to her ear, letting out a husky voice.

“Hey, if you feel uncomfortable at any time, just say my full name. Otherwise, you best believe I’m not stopping until I leave tomorrow. I’m going to make it known to the whole world that you are my woman, no one can take you away from me. You’re mine, only mine. Got that? ”

Her whole face immediately turned into a tomato without any spell. He really was serious about her. He sat up on the bed, unbuttoning his shirt and loosening up his tie to reveal his toned body. Sure, Rayne was a magic user but he still kept fit to increase his stamina, which explained his six pack.

“You like it that much? C’mon, feel it– the only one stopping you is yourself.”

He smirked, enjoying that flustered look on his partner who was inevitably his to be taken. He leaned into Y/N, looking up to meet her longing eyes, that anticipation and excitement. It made Rayne so unbelievably happy that she wanted him as much as he wanted her. He unbuttoned Y/N’s blouse, pulling her bra up in one swift motion as his large hands got to work; cupping her delicate mounds, licking and sucking on her perky nipples, even twisting and pulling, doing whatever he pleased as an Y/N suffered under his control, her moans spilling throughout the empty room.

“Rayne, that's… that’s embarrassing, why are you o-only focusing there…?”

“Hmm I can’t? It’s just that they look so beautiful, baby”

“Nghh that’s not fair”

“Sounds like you’re asking me to pay attention to some other parts too, huh?”

His hand slowly glided down her bare stomach, making his touch even more tingly on her body. Rayne undid her skirt and tossed it aside. Without sparing any time, he touched her wet clit that was practically soaking through her underwear.

“Amazing, you’re already this soaking wet for me when all I did was play with your nipples” He commented, pulling her panties aside and sliding his hand up and down on her swollen pussy.

Unbeknownst to Y/N, he pressed his lips up against her opening, licking her juices, even sucking her clit from time to time before inserting his tongue inside.

“Rayne why–! That place… It’s dirty…” Y/N could only say, before her voice was quickly transformed into pleasure again, the heat of both teens rising. “Hnngh.. Rayne I-I feel weird! A-ah! I think… I think I’m coming…! Mhmmm!” She said, pressing her mouth against her hand to hide her humiliating noises.

The older male pulled back, licking the liquid on his lips clean when he suddenly inserted his two fingers, pressing up against here and there until-

“A-aah!”

Y/n moaned loudly, unable to hide the fact that he had found her soft spot.

“So that’s where you’re weak? Duly noted.” He said, pressing his fingers up against it even more, receiving another moan from y/n. “I want to put it in so bad… y/n please I-” He huffed, his hot breath landing right on the crook of her neck.

“W-wait what about protection?!”

…

None of them had anticipated this moment so they had nothing on them.

“I think Max has some... ” he paused, "I'll be back in a jiffy, love" he muttered, leaving behind a small kiss on her cheek. Before he left, covered Y/N with a blanket and took his robe and left.

Y/n stayed huddled up in the blanket, trying to process what was actually happening. Was it too fast? I mean, they've been dating for like a year and a half so it should be fine right? Plus, it's Rayne. Yes, Rayne Ames. Sudden images of Rayne smiling ever so slightly whenever he met her appeared. That's right, he's the man she fell in love with. They both wanted this, it felt just right with him.

A few minutes later, Rayne had returned with the item in hand. He took off his robe once more and looked at her hungrily. "Are you ready darling?" he smirked, lifting the covers, trailing his rough hands along her leg up to her thighs as he got on top.

It’s not fair how he looks at Y/N with those eyes. How could she possibly push him away in this heat of the moment? She bit her lips in both fear and excitement, her eyes carefully following his every move.

He unbuckled his belt, pulling down his zip to reveal a huge bulge under his boxers. Scary. What was even scarier was when he took off all his undergarments, revealing a monster- no, a huge veiny cock. Y/N immediately yelped in shock, in awe of seeing something so… sinful. Yet, the excitement and pleasure that came along with it was as anticipated.

“Will it even fit…” she nervously questioned, finding it hard to believe that it’s her beloved boyfriend’s dick.

“We’ll make it work. I swear to be gentle, my love. I want us to enjoy this together.”

As soon as he slid on the condom, without any sense of hesitation, all Y/N felt was the warmth lining up her entrance before going all the way inside. That sense of fulfilment shared between the two was unfathomable. Like finally being one complete being, Rayne’s hot member filled her up.

“Your insides are wrapping around me so tightly bunny, how am I supposed to move like this huh? You tell me”

Unable to handle the dirty talk and sudden pet name, she averted her gaze from his in embarrassment. But that wasn’t going to stop him from teasing her further. He cupped her cheeks and made her face his way.

“Tell me how much you want it bunny, because no way we’re going to stop now. Not when I’ve got you right under my thumb.”

“P-please, Rayne, I need you, I need you t-thrusting inside of me… You… Only you can make me feel so incredibly happy and-”

“Well said dear, obedient bunnies get their reward don’t they? Now take it like a good girl for me, Y/N.”

Oh boy, she was in for a ride. The moment Rayne held her hands tenderly while leaning in, she should’ve braced herself. The moment he started moving– those shallow thrusts quickly turned into deep ones.

“Rayne…! Rayne…! Rayne…!”

“Say how good I feel inside you. How am I supposed to know if my baby girl likes it otherwise?”

“Yes…! Mmm! I love it! I love you! R-Rayne… ahhh… kiss please…”

“So needy for daddy hmm~ Don’t worry I’ll spoil you lots”

Those intense thrusts followed by breathless kisses.

Y/N was definitely not going to last until tomorrow.

Night has definitely fallen, but what time was it exactly? Who knows? All the two love birds know is that they’ve fulfilled their wildest desires; and that they’re right where they want to be in life. That feeling of content, reinforced by the way Rayne continues to wrap his arm around Y/N’s bare waist under the bed sheets.

“Was I… too rough?” the concerned male inquired.

“Kind of, my back is sore! Hmph!” she pouted, turning her head away for dramatic effect.

Rayne rubbed her cheeks playfully, trying to console the girl as he entertained her childish behaviour.

“C’mon bunny, don’t be like that~”

…

“Well, do you want to get washed up together? I think we’re both feeling pretty sticky after that endeavour, hmm?”

“Yeah, that does sound like a plan”

Without any warning, Rayne got up and picked Y/N up in one fell swoop, putting her over his shoulder.

“W-wait whaaa?! Put me down!” she demanded, hitting his back with her fists while her legs kicked the air.

“I’m taking responsibility for my actions so stay still my love”

He had forcefully picked her up to the bathroom and turned on the shower.

“We already went all the way, there’s no need to be shy showering-”

“It’s not that, it’s just that I still can’t wrap my head around what had just happened.”

“Well, we made love. It’s as simple as that, my beloved y/n,” he said in a matter of fact tone, leaning down to kiss her forehead gently.

Although they were done for the most part, Rayne couldn’t help but stare in awe at his lover. He had the love of his life, y/n, wrapped around his finger. She was right in front of him, ever so vulnerable as the marks he had left on her were clear as day. Her red, puffy nipples were so adorable, he just wanted to do it all over again.

Like as if Y/N read his mind, she panickedly declared, “You can’t anymore, I forbid!”

“Hmph fine fine” he gave in, not wanting to push her too hard.

The warmth of the water seemed to reflect the content of the two. It was as if they were already living together, in their own little humble abode, where the two did as they wished. Y/N drew soap bubble art on his chest, silly, cute doodles. Rayne, as promised, helped clean her up and they both had a nice, long, much needed shower.

“All done,” Rayne said, as he finally finished drying her hair with the towel.

“Thanks, babe,” she smiled cheerily, feeling very satisfied with the extra amount of attention she was getting.

“I’m merely giving you all the love you deserve, bunny” he simply said, taking the ends of her soft hair, kissing it tenderly, receiving another blush from Y/N.

“It’s illegal to be this smooth,” she mumbled, turning her head away from Rayne.

Her comment resulted in Rayne's soft laughter. That's right, this was the special dynamic they had. They were right where they wanted to be.

[valenishere]

Hello, I just read your post for the Imposter Au for Sagau involving a certain...beast from DnD, and I have to say I adore the idea, I may not wish to write for Imposter AU but I do enjoy browsing it and your is a wonderful concept.

I have heard the fan song made about that creature's lullaby enough times to picture that haunting melody playing as it hunts down anyone that dares intrude in its domain, steadily growing in power more and more as it feasts and grows.

Imagine it devours one of the Archons, their guard let down for just the most minute of instances as they feel something is wrong, and gains their powers, and with it a taste for their powers, one by one the nations fall into chaos as the False Hydra grows in power, a lullaby echoing across Teyvat.

Until at last it is called to aid its master in deposing the Imposter and throwing the world into chaos. Then and only then does the song fade, as sky scraper sized necks and heads turn towards Celestia, soulless pits for eyes meeting horrified gazes of the Celestial Gods as countless mouths stretch into grins.

At least that is the image that comes to my mind, I apologize if it is a mess but I am quite tired at the moment lol.

That said, stay safe and take care.

Sagau Idea prt2, prt 1.

[oooohhh ok this just gave me an idea (sorry for replying so sooo late)

Read the first part for more context. A bit of a uhh messy context but it works trust. As usual this will not be proofread and will very likely have very bad grammar. An attempt to write semi okay was made here. Also uhh poor attempt at writing smth great i dunno im kronked out

Mentions of injury, implied murders, blood, and implied cult

By now, you've probably figured out, Falseh is in fact, the homebrew monster, the False Hydra. Sings songs that makes people forget it exists and once it eats people, the eaten are forgotten completely too. Like they never existed in the first place.

In the first part, you(the hunted imposter) made Falseh to try and save yourself from getting killed. And it worked! Maybe a little too well. Because after getting a proper meal for the first time in almost a year now, right in the middle of the city of Liyue, AND getting a peaceful bath, your mind turned. And it turned.

And it didn't go to a nice place. How could it?

After having the fear of being impaled engrained into your mind not even an hour of arriving here, months of torture from sleepless nights, paranoia, and starvation, months of being subjected to unbridled hate from the people you loved, the very same people who wishes for your death from the bottom of their heart, and who caused you unbelievable amounts of grief and loss?

You don't want to think anymore. You can't.

They killed your characters. Your beloved characters.

With your last child... you want to find out just how far you can really go.

It was almost laughable how easy it was to get to the palace. That overextravagant palace built in the horizon. So big and shiny. And so out of place. Something that clearly shouldn't even exist at all.

The hailed "Creator" lounges atop their grand throne, rows upon rows of servants waiting at their beck and call. The face they claimed as their own shows naught but satisfaction. They have found a new way to expand their army. After watching what that imposter keeps doing, they thought, why not make their own?

It was brilliant! With twice the amount of pursuers, not even that elusive imposter would escape for long. They've already been informed by the Tianquan herself that the imposter is close to their grasps, and that it won't be long before their head is presented before the throne. Oh they just can't wait. Once that pest is gone, they'll finally be the one and only True God.

However, their thoughts of victory was quickly interrupted by shouts rights outside of the throne room. They click their tongue in irritation.

Which blithering fool dares make a ruckus in the All Creators domain!?

It's you.

You're the one causing a ruckus.

But to think that they'd make this much fuss just because they noticed you for the first time since walking inside. Although to be fair, they probably just thought that no one would just dare to waltz in into THE Creators castle, even if it is unguarded at the front.

Just being in this place grates your nerves. The sparkly hallways, the tacky extravagant furniture and drapes, the vibe, everything. You hate this place just looking at it from the outside, and ever since coming inside, you hate it even more. But you can tell that Falseh is very happy, so you suppose there's that.

He's been having lots of snacks starting from the gates after all.

The way that the guards immediately point their weapons at you to attack, only to disappear the next second makes you laugh a little every time.

And it's extra funny because the people beside them never reacted to their companions disappearing in the blink of an eye. Because to them, there was never anyone beside them in the first place.

You almost feel bad. You think you recognize some of those people. Brightly colored individuals. A flash of dark blue, someone with big ears, some reds, and... some other colors. But you honestly can't care less. You can't tell them apart anymore after all. They all just look... faceless to you.

It isn't long before all sounds ceased, and the creator leaned back against their chair.

The hailed "Creator" lounges atop their grand throne, rows upon rows of servants waiting at their beck and call. The face they claimed as their own shows naught but satisfaction. They have found a new way to expand their army. After watching what that imposter keeps doing, they thought, why not make their own? They could use them as guardsmen to their castle as well! It's brilliant!

However, their thoughts of victory was quickly interrupted as the door to the throne room was thrown open with a loud bang. They click their tongue in irritation.

Which blithering fool dares make a ruckus in the All Creators domain!?

It's you.

You're the one who caused the ruckus.

You took slow steps into the room, surveying your surroundings with disinterest.

'God... just when I thought I couldn't hate this place anymore than I do. I get shown this.'

You recognize some of them this time. The strongest ç̷̼̱̮̔͗̅̿ḩ̵̱̖̪͊̇̀̂͆̄̕a̴͔͎̜͔̾ř̴̡̬̤̱̝̗͚́̽̊͑a̷̦̥̩͈͋̑̾̈́̅̑͑c̴̳͓͕̲̓̔̊͝͠͠t̸̡̧̤̘͓͍͍̎̆̃e̸̢̨͓̾̃̊̃̀̏ŗ̷̮̰̂͐͋̋͝s̵̨̛̩͈͚̹͊̏̚ ý̸̹̦̻̘̱̉̍o̶̧̡̧̧̟̪̺͙͙͓̦̺͈̥̞̠͖͍̣͕͌̓̇̍̈́̀̒́̃̓̔̅̉̇̄̾͆̽̆̾̓͒͂̑̃͌̚͘͘͜͠͝͠ũ̷̟̞̤͚̪̰͚̥̰͇̍̏͐̽̄͛̂͛́̌̓͗̂̽̅̆̄̄̽̿̚͘̕͝ ̶̡̛̫͙̣̗̰͚͍̟̠̟̳̤͕̖͎͎̮͔͍̉͌̇̆̔̿̎̅̇͒͛̐͗̊̋͊́͑̓͊͜͜͝͠b̶̡̢̡̛͖̮͇͓̮̲̘̹͓͈̞̤̻̭̬̻̱̬̗̩͈̤̖̗͖̈́̅͊͌̊̄̂̋̑̓͆̓̈́̈́̈́͊̿̓͛̏͌͐̇̋͆̊̌͘̚͘͠͠͠ú̵̢̝̟͚̥̭̭͚̮͉̟̤̫͇̻̩͓̫̎̌į̴̛͈͙̥̯̟̖̥̤͎̫͙͉̟̟̫̝̘͚͎́͂̾͗̎͊́̎̉̒͋͛̽̓̋̓̍̈́̇͑̓̓̀̌̇̏̾̕͝͝͝ḽ̴̢̡̢̢̲̞͎͕̙͈̝̪̭͓̞̪̼̝̜̈́ţ̸̡̡̛̳͓̭̺͔̠̘͎̲̘̠̺͈̖͓̙̬̤͍̞̦̱͇̞̒̀̿̊͌͒̀̐́̑͂̌͛̄͋̌̎̐̋̾̅̾̇̓̋͘̕̚͜͜͠ people you know, waiting at the feet of someone who'd toss them aside at a heartbeat.

They truly do look pathetic.

Like unloved dogs who has given their undying loyalty to the first scoundrel who tossed them some maggot infested scraps.

They're just painful to̸̡̡̨̝̺̹̫̤̠̼͔͓͓͒̔̾̂̐̃̿͒͆̔̈̆̕͠ l̶̢̨̛̥͎̹̣͕͍͉̱̭̫͈̜̮̪̞̖̞͒̉́̂̊̿̌̑̌̒͑̍̓̅͠͠o̵̧̡̡̝̲͕͚̲̟̞̭̣͎̓̽̓̈́̓͆̓͠o̸͇̍͆͋̕͜k̶̰̩̙̰̩͔͙̽͆́̋͊̓̈͊̀͋̒̑̇̔̊̿͝͝ͅ a̶̢̧̨͈͚̱̙̦̬̺̜̫̮̬͔̖̙͔̖̥̤̥̎͒͑͌͐̍͛́̊̒̈́̏̀̆͒̾̎̈́̐̆́͘͝͠ͅţ̷̢͉̯̯͍̹̩̬͇͓̮̦̯̣̪̺̝̳̹̪̗͔̞̈́̋̍͛̑͌́̂̉͋͛̇̿̓͋͌̃̈́͘͝.

The hailed "Creator" lounges atop their grand throne, the face they claimed as their own showing naught but irritation, their eyes narrowed at the figure standing in the middle of their throne room. There may be no one with them at the moment, but this dirty peasant has the gall to stand before the True God without prostrating themselves!? How utterly despicable!

Who does this blithering fool think they are!?

"Wha̵̢̧̨̛̛̘̤̼͚̪̩̘̯̥̬̞͚̰̼͚̱̘͖̗̍͛͛̿̂̒́͆̑̕̕͝t̴̨̨̨̧̛̪̠̪̲̼̜͖͚͉̤̠̳̰̼͙͙̗͍̰͕͖͔̲̼̖̭̳̮̼̤́̐̀̉̓́̀̆̀̃͂͆̔͆̈̃̋̿́́̿̐́̈́̎̐͘̚̕͘͜͠ͅ-̵̡͈̠̲̳͚̠͎̣̙̙̱̣̟̪͙̪̙̺͇̍̈́̋̔̐͗͗̋̅́͒́̐́̈́̊̔̉͑̀̔̉͆̇̂̅̈̿͌́̆̋̇͂́̿͊̀̓͒̕͜͝-̵̧̧̧̨̛̤͔̯̹͔͇̲̮̙̮̦͕̟̗͚̣̫̪͙͉̟̦͓̫̪̬̜̥͈̭͚̼͎̥̪̼̝̯͎̋͊̂̄̍̂́́̆̋̐͑́̍͑̀͗́̌͗̓̅̽̇͆͒͋́̆̈́̎̆͌̎̕͜͜͝͝͝͝"̸̧̢̛̻͚̗̱͇͍͙͎͔͇̰̗̠̑̓͛̀́̀͗̈̓̇̂̌̃͋͘͜͝͝

The Creator's throne glitters within the light of the throne room, barren and standing tall, awaiting its rightful owner.

A lone figure stood in the middle of the room, looking up at the grand throne with disinterested eyes.

It's you.

You stood there.

You stood in the middle of the empty grandiose throne room, feeling your skin crawl just standing in the presence of such a... symbol of error. A symbol of oppression.

And you know that the longer you stay in here, the more you'd want to keel over and hurl.

So you turn around, walking away from the empty seat.

And you know.

The song has stopped.

And you hear it. All of it.

Bones snapping. Breaking. Flesh, tearing. Squelching as it is bitten through.

Hell you can smell it pretty clearly too.

All around you, you see. Pools of blood. Bloodied weapons with no owners to be found. Dismembered limbs scattered across the floor, which was soon snapped up by tendrils of flesh, teeth grinning as it chews on its food.

The cacophony of grotesque sounds, sight, and smells is most definitely disgusting.

Although oddly enough, it's also somehow comforting.

As you leave, a listless hum leaves your lips, the song that has stuck to your head after being sung in your ears for quite a while now. A few words slips out.

"--... Dulcis puer~... dulcis puer~..."

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You stroll across the city, refreshed and with a skip in your step. People looks at you and found themselves smiling as well.

"My isn't that one a jolly fellow."

"They must've had quite a great adventure then."

"Oh for sure! Just look at how happy they look!"

Oh and you sure are. It has been weeks since then, and you still see remnants like statues and temples and shit, but no one has mentioned anything about a higher all true god for so long.

You were a bit worried about the technicalities of Falseh's power, but it seems you have done it. No one is no longer hunting you, the artificial life that were created by them were promptly cleaned up by your kid, and no one remembers anything about them ever existing anymore.

You can go the city, eat wherever you want, talk to whomever you want, without fearing for your life. You still kept your face hidden and adjusted your voice when interacting with people, but as you know, habits die hard.

You have never felt so relieved. Relaxed.

It's finally over. Now you can--

What's that giant float?

You approach one of the workers, looking up at the... extravagant float. Just looking at it is... making your skin crawl.

"Uh, hello. Is there-- is-- is there a festival coming? Looks... lo--looks pretty big."

The worker laughs, patting your shoulder roughly. "No need to be nervous my friend! It is the time for great joy after all!"

You laugh awkwardly, wincing. "And-- and remind me again-- for-- For what? Exact--Exactly?"

"Why, for the celebration of course! Where we pray for blessings and offer up tributes to our one and only God!"

You blink at him, dumbfounded. "... to Morax?"

He laughs again, like you've told the greatest joke. "While we do have celebrations like these for Rex Lapis as well, this is different! This is the day of our reverence to the True God, the Creator! Surely you have a day like this in your country too--"

You felt your stomach drop.

Oh no.

Oh no.

[writingwisterias]

Maybe this is a bit vague... But how do you think eras Leon would be like. At discovering he's gay... Like he fell in love with male reader... I just need something with male reader...

Btw can I be ⭐ anon? Im the anon who requested something with ftm reader once:3 hiii!! sending u hugs just cuz I love u, ur my favorite writer frfr🔥🔥

Hello!! Welcome yes you can be ⭐! Hopefully you'll pop by to chat!! Sorry it took me a while to reply!!

Returning all the hugs because you are so sweet ily2! I can definitely do something like that for you or try my best!

Warnings: Fluff, Comfort, Male! Reader

RE2:

Because of the time era being Gay wasn't something openly talked about within the company he keeps

So when he meets you and he has this attraction I think he would freak out slightly and just be generally confused

I don't think he would be the type of person to shy away from it in terms of talking to you

It's only then that he understands and you sort of leave him at that. He'll come to you when he's ready

It will take a while for him to admit his crush to you and is shocked when you reply with "I know"

It feels right and comfortable...easily slotting into the role and space with you!

RE4R:

He already had his suspicions of his sexuality but meeting you only confirmed it

He'll take a while to try and figure out if you like him back

When he eventually announces to you about his crush

You are surprised

Not in a bad way just with his history you would have thought he wasn't

You both move pretty quickly into dating and for once everything seems to feel right for him

Infinite darkness:

Flirts with women to cover it up, not in a bad way just in the sense it's easier

So when he tells you he likes you it comes as a shock

Again because you have only seen him make advances to women

You grow nervous in the beginning worried about how your relationship will be viewed by other people because he flirted with so many others

But he'll comfort you and reassure you any chance he gets

It is weird when he switches up suddenly so he expects you to need a few weeks/months to adjust to his news

Damnation:

He actually realises his crush on you after spending the night with Ada (The one that's mentioned in the film)

He messages you shortly after getting back asking to talk

It wasn't unusual for him to do this, he normally does after a hard mission just to get away and forget about it

You were shocked when he admitted he liked you, explaining his thought process and asking for advice on how to continue

Neither of you has spoken about this before despite being close friends for a while.

So it is a surprise to him when you return his feelings

He's all giddy for once actually smiling like he's got something good going for him.

RE6:

Over time naturally, he's sort of realised himself it only becomes more intense when he meets you

Because he's confident I think he comes onto you fairly strong and it is a bit confusing and overwhelming

He changes his approach quickly and offers you some smaller dates etc

Huge with quality time so your relationship progresses with him just wanting to be in your space. He'll spend a lot of time with you

However, when it comes to the first kiss, he's relying on you to initiate that just because he's nervous

Vendetta:

Tell you drunkenly he thinks he's gay but hasn't fully figured it out yet

You wait for the morning for him to talk to you about it sober; not wanting to bring it up in case he isn't ready for you to know or it's not true

It's a few days later when he approaches you with the subject again, this time he's sober...or as sober as he can be

It's been a few weeks since he last spoke to you that night, so you are a little bit hurt by it

But he has a huge heart-to-heart with you about everything

ending the conversation with an offer to dinner

You take him up on it, finding joy in the visible change of his attitude and the blush that coats his cheek when you kiss him

Death Island:

Invites you to dinner where he then brings up the topic

It's refreshing he's so open about it and actually asks you out

He takes things slow wanting to help you adjust and work at your own pace

But also it's new to him as well so he wants to make sure it is right

You are his first relationship with the other sex after all

It is a sweet relationship, bringing in some domestic moments as his work sort of slows down a bit

He is the first to kiss you though, he made sure of that. Planning a whole day out just to do it at the end

[lillydoobiddle]

pairing: Bestfriend!Heeseung x Fem!Reader

Including: smut, MINOR DO NOT INTERACT, kissing, pussy licking, virgin reader, fingering, pet name such as like good girl & baby

Synopsis: You just broke up with your boyfriend who cheated on you and Heeseung trying to be by your side as your bestfriend since you still kid but turns out everything goes wrong when he tried to help

Heeseeung and you already know each other more than 15 years. Both of you grew up together, going to the same school and collage. Of course that makes heeseung and you grew up as a best friend, you always share everything to him and he did the same thing too.

One day, you just broke up with your boyfriend and you just know that he cheated on you. You cry as hard as you can in your bedroom while heeseung lean his back on the wall rolling his eyes to back. It’s not because he didn’t care at all, but he’s too tired seeing you cry over that dick

“come on y/n, will you cry over that shit till your tears turn to blood? You deserve better dummy!” he said with sulky tone and then went closer to your bed to sat on the edge of it

“y-you wont understand!! Ughh just go away please” You answer his sentence that for you sounds very annoying. With frustrated eyes you raise your head up to face him, he looks sad with what you feel but cannot say lot of words

“Yeah yeah.. but please you already let your tears dropped almost for 2 hours” He looks very worried and then crawl closer to you on the bed before let his ass sat on there beside you

“Hmm how about we did something much more fun? You know theres a lot way to start forgetting about him since now!” heeseung try to convincing you right now, his right hand went to your cheek to remove any tears that will drop again

He never shows his affection like this before, this makes you feel something new on your stomach, the feeling were your face and body suddenly hot. You look at his fingers that remove a tears from your cheek making you swallow your salvia hardly

Before, you never care about his appearance but right now and right here you feel something weird in your stomach everytime you be with him. You glance at his long pretty fingers, that fingers also give a weird feelings in your stomach

“Hey answer me? You deaf after breakup huh?” heeseung teasing you and get rid his hand from your face before laugh softly “o-oh yeah sorry..” you answer with your words suddenly stuttering. “Maybe we can watch movies or baking! I know you love baking!” The man beside you said, heeseung know how much you love doing all activities he just mentioned

“Nah.. not in the mood” and this is how you reply to his offer making him more frustrated “You know what? Im very very hopeless now! How can he cheated on me after we date each other almost for one year? I don’t understand.. am I not good enough for him? Should i be prettier or should i—“

Your words cut off suddenly when something already pressed on your lips. It was heeseung’s lips on yours. On yours.

Slowly but gentle, his lips begin to move sucking your lower lips while his eyes closed. You are full of surprises now but his kiss feels goddamn good. He ran his fingers on the back of your hair before cupped your face so he can kiss you in better position . Heeseung push your body slowly to lay on the bed without breaking the kiss

“You dont know how long i hold this feeling… i dont wanna see you hurted for man like that” Heeseung murmur while slowly went to kiss your neck “You dont know that i can treat you better then him.. i can make you feel good everytime” His hand went to slowly undo the pajamas button of yours without stop kissing your neck

“i love you y/n and i dont want them to make you feel worthless” He keep talking few sentences that makes your face already red like tomato and now his kisses down to your chest and stomach. He also add his tongue while kissing your stomach and chest area

“h-heeseung? What are you doingg” your voice sounds very melty in his ear. The way you try to talk normally mixed with your heavenly moan that you try to hide but it fails tho

He raise his head up with a cheeky smile and soft giggles “im gonna teach you how to forget about him.. about that jerk. Gonna eat you all this night for me, for my own” His hand fastly went to undo your short pants and throw it away. He leaves you with your pajamas that already unbuttoned and your pink panties with small ribbon on it

He laughs seeing the sight of your face got even redder “h-heeseung we cannot do this.. friends dont do the way we did” You said as your breath getting heavier time by time especially when he begin to tug your panties aside, showing your cutie cunt that was clean and shaved

“Oh yeah?” He ask mockingly “Is that mean friends didnt do like this too?” he ask and then bring his finger to draw circle on you clit making you throw your head to back “Even like this? Did they do this?” he ask again but this time he enter 2 fingers inside you making you let out a pretty loud moan

“Fuck baby.. you are wet but also tight, never touch yourself before hm? Your ex never touch you before?” his voice sounds like he is very proud to be the one who touch you “Answer me baby..”

“Eumhhh.. n-never! I never touch myself before and else” You answer with your eyes teary feeling for the first time someone stretch your hole.

“Fuck fuck fuck.. so tight even around my fingers” Heeseung look so proud about the fact he is the one who stretch you before he start move his fingers slowly in and out from you. You still very very tight.. like very tight

“h-heeseung it hurts! Awwwhh~” another whined cames out when he start to move his fingers. You are not overdramatic but you literally just being stretch for the first time when you already live as a girl for 20 years

“I know i know.. be a good girl for me okay? I know you can take it baby” He said and slowly lean a multiple kisses on your clit while still moving his fingers inside and out from you. While he kiss and teases your clit, you just get even wetter making him moving his long fingers faster

You already cried from the feeling that you felt now. It was amazing, its really amazing especially when his fingers begin to hit every special spot inside you

“i-im cumming!! I feel— i feel like im very close!!” Your body already trembling a bit as you keep force your legs open “is that so baby? Cum for me..” Heeseung just being more crazy. He move his fingers more faster and slowly lick your clit harder and even bite it very gently making you can quickly reach your climax. When you reach your climax he took off his fingers inside you and watch the way those juices dropped from your pussy

“Good girl.. i love you so much” he went to kisses your cheek before laugh “You such a good girl.. or maybe a good friend?” He ask before laugh teasingly

[worstvideogamesong-poll]

Worst Video Game Song Tournament Semifinals Match 1

This is Where You Are Caucasian Destination Boy - Project Sekai: Colorful Stage! feat. Hatsune Miku

VERSUS

Main Theme - Beverly Hills Cop (PC)

FIGHT!

I would recommend listening to as much as you can of each song before voting, but how you choose is up to you! Remember to be civil in the tags and replies!

Propaganda under cut:

This is Where You Are Caucasian Destination Boy:

"holy shit this song was suppossed to be what vivid bad squad (one of the bands in the game) was trying to surpass their entire first story arc. also this song was pulled out right after taiga (guy singing this song) told them that their idol is dead. and then they lost to Caucasion Destination Boy. jesus christ."

"[This is Where You Are Caucasian Destination Boy] is so bad lyrically it's funny. Like, truly a monsterpiece."

"#I'M SORRY THAT'S THE SONG VBS IS TRYING TO SURPASS???? 💀"

"#I KEEP FORGETTING ABT THIS 'SONG' #same energy as im in the house like carpet"

"#HAHA YES IM SO HAPPY CAUCAISAN DESTINATION IS ON HERE #NO WONDER TOYA’S DAD HATES MODERN MUSIC 🔥🔥🔥"

"#HOLY SHIT THIS IS WHERE YOU ARE CAUCASIAN ON THE DASH #AHHHHHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAA #EVERYONE LOSING THEIR SHIT OVER THAT SONG WHEN IT DROPPED WAS SO FUNNY"

"#[This is Where You Are Caucasian Destination Boy] brought me to tears"

#i thought the title of [This is Where You Are Caucasian Destination Boy] was a joke until i played it

"#LETS GO CAUCASIAN #TIME TO THROW YOUR FURB"

"#oh god [This is Where You Are Caucasian Destination Boy] sounds like if imagine dragons had a lobotomy"

"#THIS IS WHERE YOU ARE CAUCASION DESTINATION BALLING SWEEP"

"#dude This Is Where Youre Caucasian is just so bad"

Beverly Hills Cop Theme:

"Hyper compressed and sounds like a dying ice cream truck. Awful to the point where it wraps back around to being good."

"Not going to mention in the propaganda that its the crazy frog song ??"

"#god I fucking love Axel F if it sounded like a crashed GBA so much it's atrocious #and the random stops mid-song"

"#[Beverly Hills Cop Theme] felt like i was listening to my computer have a seizure and die #yup. that video game song sure can bad"

"#yknow beverly hills cop theme is the best rendition of axel f i ever heard #purely because it sounds like getting an mri and i love mris <3"

[sahisan]

hurt/comfort with wanderer where his lover used to be a harbinger alongside him but came with him and was the only one who didn’t forget him when he became wanderer. she, however was very close with childe and columbina, and often misses them. she has bad days where she goes into depressive states from being away from them, and wanderer is there for her.

★ summary: wanderer x ex-harbinger!gn!reader. he comforts you after you've had another dream about your past days as harbinger.

☆ cw: sfw. fluff. hurt/comfort. cuddling. wanderer is bad at comforting (kinda). wanderer is called 'kuni'. reader's gender not specifies despite that the req has 'she/her' pronouns. mention of arlecchino x columbina (i couldn't help myself (not when i like the fatui and harbingers sm)). reader's rank at the harbingers not mentioned. 897 words.

☾ a/n: okay so. um. let me start with an apology first okay. dear anon who sent me this im extremely like EXTREMELY sorry bc this request had been sent to me ON AUGUST 7 and im like. IM SO SORRY TRULY༎ຶ⁠‿⁠༎ຶ also this is inspired by wanderer's teapot lines so hehe. anyways wanderer fluff yay (i wrote this while listening to onibi series).

despite being in another room, writing some very important and very useful essay about research on inazuma's economy after the repeal of the sakoku decree, wanderer hears clear sounds of crying and sobbing.

your crying and sobbing.

and since it's already past 3am, and you should be fast asleep, he immediately senses that something is clearly wrong. sighing at the papers on the desk in front of him, he stands up, exiting the room.

he enters the bedroom only to find you curled up under the blanket on the bed, incoherently sobbing and babbling about something with a weak voice, trembling under the sheets, with occasional gasps for air and more muffled, but still loud sniffles.

wanderer frowns empathetically at the sight.

he knows what caused this state - another dream or even a nightmare of yours about your past harbinger days, about the happy days at both your and his duty, about other harbingers... he knows all of it, since he's witnessed all of this with you by his side, being equals with you still.

"[name]." he calls out, sitting down on the edge of the bed right next to your curled form.

as he gets a response of a sob echoing through the room, wanderer sighs softly again.

and you can't bring yourself to answer. not when the memories flood your mind like a waterfall - there's a waterfall of tears on your cheeks, too.

"[name], get out of there." he asks you again, hand placed on the blanket on your shoulder, providing you with as much reassurance as he can give you at the moment.

he bites back a frown as you reveal your tear soaked face, letting the blanket move to the side as you move to lay on your back, staring at the ceiling in the dark. wanderer clearly doesn't like what he's seeing.

remembering that he can, at least, comfort you in some way, he gets under the covering without any further words, draping a hand over your waist to bring your sobbing body closer and closer to him until your face is nestled flush against his chest. his other hand keeps you near by having his fingers softly going through locks of your hair on the back of your head.

you cling onto him like he's your life vest, your savior and an angel that's here purely to rescue you and help you out of your misery. wanderer almost chokes out a "hey!" as you get impossibly close, hands around him to basically melt into him - it even feels there's no air between the two of you. not like he minds it, of course.

he hears you muffling another small cry into his chest, before you exhale shakily through your mouth, sniffling quietly.

"did you dream of them again?"

"...yes."

"who was it this time?"

"columbina and- and childe." you reply, interrupted by a small hiccup as you speak. he could laugh at that but he can't bring himself to do it now, looking at your current state. he knows it's tough for you - it's always been since you both parted ways with the fatui.

"i- i miss them, kuni." you whisper shakily, and your voice sounds so weak as if you're going to break into tears again - and that's precisely what you do, clinging onto him, unsteady hands grabbing onto his clothing.

wanderer sighs deeply. "i know." he knows, he knows, he does. how couldn't he when almost every evening you start babbling about those petty banquets hosted by the harbingers to let out all the stress from the past month, literally about everything you - and he - could remember.

"do you- do you remember that banquet?" you ask quietly, sniffling a few more times, before wanderer goes silent for a moment to think.

oh.

"oh, that banquet?" he confirms thoughtfully, hearing a small, quiet chuckle from you.

"yes, that one."

"that one where signora purposefully got childe so drunk that he started flirting with columbina and almost got beaten up by arlecchino?" he laughs too after you do, realizing you're slowly but surely getting better now. "how could i forget that one?"

"oh, kuni, i know you could never.." you smile up at him, eyelashes glistening with small tears on them.

"yeah, she beat his ass just as the bastard deserved." wanderer says, his thumb coming to wipe the trails of tears on your reddened cheeks. "i almost admire her for that."

"almost?"

"almost."

that is when he earns a loud, long laughing season from you, back to seeing you smiling from ear to ear and crying now because of how hard you're laughing.

if the puppet had a heart it would be shattered into pieces by now, after witnessing all your reactions and emotions. wanderer unintentionally, subconsciously, starts laughing with you.

"sometimes i think you hate everyone in this world." you speak up after you've both calmed down a tad bit.

"why only think? i do hate everyone." he retorts with a raised eyebrow. "everyone except for you." he adds quietly, nuzzling comfortably into the crown of your head, breathing in the scent of your hair.

"what was that, kuni?" you try to look up, but his hand keeps you at place. ah, there i is - your favorite flustered wanderer is back, just as you like it.

"nothing, go to sleep." he mutters, tugging you into the blanket silently.

[kwop-kilawtley]

I GOT WAR FLASHBACKS FROM THE REDDIT MENTION OMG-!!

Fuck Twilight reddit tbh. Twilight tik tok is right up there too but I at least encounter some team Jacob accounts that are popular and clap right back in the comments so thats at least smth 😭

istg there's so much coping and bending over backwards to defend their favorite white cullenizers lmfao 🥴🥴

"he's frozen at 17!!!" yeah but he's been 17 for DECADES. if he had time to get medical degrees then you'd think he'd know better than engage in creep behavior. Also, Jacob is 16 and unlike Edwin, has only been 16 for an ACTUAL while. But sure, keep defending the 100+ year old "17 yr old" vampire who had all that time to learn is supposedly soooo "mature" vs the 16 yr old who's an actual teenager.

"he learned from his behavior/prejudices!!" bitch WHERE?? even after he claims to Bella he's "learned", he STILL calls Jacob dog, mutt and mongrel even at BD, does NOTHING to stick up for Jacob/the pack when the visiting vampires look down or insult them. FUCK the cullens for that. If they were smart they'd get together literally ANYWHERE else, and NOT anywhere near where the tribe who's people are forced to shift when vampires are around. "B-but Alice's vision says they'll gather there! 🥺" Change the meet up, then!! It's not like the Volturi will leave you alone if you don't show up! Dumbasses.

"jacob assaulted bella and kept forcing himself to her when she wasn't interested!!!" this one makes me laugh the most tbh. They ALWAYS use the Eclipse KissTM as a gotcha every time someone even says they're Team Jacob or defends him. Also, so many of them revise history to where they act like it was Jacob who kept pursuing Bella in New Moon when really it was BELLA who went to him FIRST (with the intention of using him for the bikes to feed her Edward delulus), and it was BELLA who kept leading him on (btw, twilight reddit also copes about how she "didn't" 🙄) and didnt set firm boundaries. Then again, most Team Edweirdos skip New Moon and only read the "vampire parts" so it's not our fault they conflate Eclipse (where Jacob actually disrespects boundaries in some parts) and New Moon (where he's being an honest friend). Maybe don't make up events against Jacob if yall dont know what your talking about!! 🥴🥴

sdkjhkjrwiu sorry for the longish rant it's just,,,The mention of Twilight reddit opened the flood gates for me lolll

also, it's funny how a lot of hardcore Team Edward weirdos bend over backwards to defend Bella's bland ass characterization and Smeyer's writing. 🤓

CULLENIZERS!!!!! HOW HAVE I NEVER USED THIS TERM OMFG ckskdksk. Yeah it’s legit everywhere… on Instagram I commented on a Jake x Bella post saying something like “god I love them.” And just by saying that someone replies being like EWWWW WHAT??? BUT WHAT ABOUT ECLIPSE KISS TM

lmfsofksk I’m like so jaded by now idgaf

im so goddamn tired of Jacob being the only one in the saga who gets ripped on to this extent.

Everything you’re saying I’m just nodding along like yes, yes, yes TELL EM ANON!!

luckily I blocked so much out of BD cause to me my BD rewrite fic is actual canon so I forget so much of it. But When I’m reminded I’m like just disgusted… like the fact there’s like a million new 13 year old wolves or some shit bc of all the new vamps that came to visit??? Fuck off actually oh my god CAN YALL FUCK OFFFFF. Someone asked me why I don’t have Brady and Colin or whatever their names are in my fic im like cuz LET THEM BE CHILDREN I’m not entertaining this idc idc. The pack has gone through enough smh.

The cullens and bella actually have learned nothing throughout the story and nothing changed whatsoever. The only thing that changed was Bella became a vamp and Jake imprinted. Things that are both horrible tragedies imo. So it forces them to change who they are but it’s not like a natural character arc nor is it a development. It’s plot convenience that strips Jacob and Bella’s character completely.

completely agree lmfao legit they just hate Jacob cause he gets in the way. A lot of them admit to skipping new moon entirely or Jacob parts. And that’s fine they can do that but like don’t make weird ass shit like talking about BELLA NEVER LOVE JACOB LIKE THAT SHE LOVED HIM LIKE A BROTHER. Ummmm okay! You need to go back and reread some parts otherwise you’re lookin kinda weird cuz that was NOT no brother sister relationship lmao. Bella and Jacob are literally dating without the label starting New Moon. Be fucking serious like… they almost kiss, they’re always cuddling holding hands. She sees a future with him with kids and explicitly they both say they are IN LOVE with each other. Now listen yall gotta take it up with smeyer why the fuck she wrote them like that all for Bells to be his godmother 💀💀💀💀💀 why did she make Jake a love interest for Bella if she knew she was gonna do that the whole time.

Well, here’s what actually happened and why team Jacob even exists in the first place. There’s a clear split as to what this series is. There’s Twilight and Forever Dawn and then there’s New Moon and Eclipse. She wrote Jake cuz her publisher needed more and she ended up naturally writing the better love interest for Bella, became attached to his character and couldn’t stop writing him. But then she changed Nothing about forever Dawn… so that’s what BD is and why it doesn’t at all match up with the last two books. This is why it’s so easy for me to discard BD like it’s a rotten ass fruit…..

Like I love Jacob cause he’s flawed, nuanced and the only one with common sense in this damn series. He starts as a sweetie sun boy in new moon and then he turns into a dick and an asshole sometimes. I think this is an unpopular decision but I actually like this about Jacob lol. Could you imagine he was sunny boy Jake throughout the shit he’s put through? For what? For him to get even MORE walked on? Nah fuck that. He should be angry. It IS shitty that smeyer made it so that the wolves cant control their anger and are supposed to be hostile though cause this contributes to even more problematic shit. But I certainly understand Jake being an angsty dick when he is. Now, this makes him flawed. He is not perfect and I know that and that’s what I like about him.

He’s actually a fuckin idiot especially with the eclipse kiss and he shouldn’t have done that. I get called an assault apologist solely for being team Jake or whatever like it just makes me roll my eyes in the back of my head. Everyone seems to think that Jacob is just “trying to get some” with Bella. He’s not a fuckin rapist like they make him out to be idgaf. He did not force himself on Bella in new moon. They almost kissed but he didn’t force the kiss. He’s a stupid teenager that doesn’t know what the fuck he’s doing, let’s be real. The eclipse kiss happened not because he was “trying to get some” but because he was trying to make Bella see she did have feelings for him. This is dumb but this was his thinking. Essentially trying to wake her up from the vampire thrall she’s under and maybe make her see she doesn’t have to die and stay human. I don’t believe he would’ve kissed her like this if Edward hadn’t come back in the picture and she tells him she’s going to die or WORSE become his enemy that he may have to KILL in only a few weeks. Jacob even says it didn’t matter she chose someone else over him, it wasn’t about that. It was because she was GOING TO DIE. This is just his perspective and it wasn’t RIGHT. He shouldn’t have done it. Smeyer also tried to make Edwin look better too and tried to make him look like the “mature” one and Jake to be the out of control one. Which again, problematic.

But yeah I’m just tired of the eclipse kiss being the only thing brought up lol. But the confederate and his shitty control freak wife are angels<333 they’re the good guys! Edward’s obsessive stalking a week into knowing Bella I feel is horrible and violating but ok go off! He legit watches her from the bushes at her house, snoops through her things, watches her in her sleep. She doesn’t consent to any of this. But this is “fine” because Bella had no reaction to it? Uh yeah cause she is a teenager who hates herself and is obsessed with edwin. and throughout the books he’s just overall manipulative, pretentious, condescending and controlling. But no, he’s the good guy okay lol. Like I’d prefer if they were just honest about it. Like can’t we agree they’re both morally grey… it just annoys me that they make it seem like Edward is a perfect angel?

The appeal of vampires in general is that they’re toxic and morally grey. I love a toxic vampire. It’s all about how a story is written tho. the issue is that the cullens pretend that they aren’t? This is what is annoying as fuck about them to me. They are made out to be perfect and innocent, especially in Bella’s pov. This is why I don’t like them. Bc they ARE toxic mostly in the non-hot ways (colonizers, racist, billionaires who treat bella like some doll) but try to mask this and it’s seen as good? This is also what makes Edwards stalking not hot.. he just seems like a fuckin pathetic creep LMFAO. Sitting outside her house thinking about meteors hitting it and shit 🙄🙄 like it’s all under the guise of protection. No. Just be a vampire freak. Be honest!!!! It’s not about protecting Bella lol you’re just goddamn obsessed. Edward pursued her cause her scent and he can’t read her mind. It really is that simple but I’m supposed to believe it’s love? And Bella fall for him because literally ANY human would fall for a vampire. It’s like in their design. Like just be honestttt. And then the edwinos wants to talk about shitty things Jacob does but thinks the stalking and shit is fine? Like it doesn’t make sense to me lmao. Just admit that Edward is a toxic freak and that’s why you love him. That is perfectly fine. But no… they see him as he can do no wrong. I prefer the volturi and nomads. Give me an evil little vampire who is honest about their intentions.

Also never apologize for screaming into the void that’s my inbox. It’s a safe space here <33333

[zerobaselove]

zb1 comforting you

pairing: zb1 x reader

genre: fluff

warnings: mentions of family problems in hanbin's kind of?, lowercase intended, not proofread

notes: guys !! im back !! did u all miss me?? SORRYFKJDH but really i missed writing and being here and interacting with you guys so i hope to be more active again,, life has just been a lot lately aaaa i hope you're all well !

jiwoong ;

to say you were having a rough day was an understatement. right from when you woke up things hadn't been going your way, it only continued to spill into your work day, and that's how you ended up in your break room, puffy eyes after a small breakdown. your supervisor had caught a glimpse of your state and told you to take the rest of the day off, which you happily accepted. you shot your boyfriend jiwoong a quick text, letting him know you were on your way, and you got a worried response. "everything okay?" it read, and you only sighed before replying, "I'll tell you once i'm home."

jiwoong had taken it upon himself after seeing your message to prepare an early dinner for you two. he couldn't help but worry that you weren't taking care of yourself enough since the promotion at your job and he wanted to help in any way he could.

soon enough you were coming through the front door, the smell of your favourite food immediately making your shoulders relax as you turned to see your boyfriend setting out cutlery for the two of you. "you can ramble to me after you get some food into you," he hummed, taking your jacket from you to hang up before joining you at the table. the sudden rumbling of your stomach at the sight of the meal in front of you brought out a chuckle from the both of you. "you really need to take care of yourself my love."

you sighed, knowing he was right. before you knew it you had both finished your meal and had found the both of you standing in the kitchen. "okay now, tell me about your day," he gave you a reassuring grin as you began to recite your less than ideal day to him. the boy listened intently, not interrupting you until you were finished. "okay," you breathed out, catching your breath, "i'm done, and now i just want to forget about it all."

without saying much jiwoong gave you a small nod and dragged you by the arm to the bathroom as he began to run a bath, "you need to relax," he smiled, "take a nice bath and don't worry about anything okay? and after we can watch any movie you'd like." your smile widened at the evening plans. "thank you jiwoong, for everything."

"you never have to thank me my love, ever."

zhang hao ;

you didn't frequently initiate skinship with zhang hao; it was more of his thing, he liked to initiate it and you liked to accept it. so when you wrapped your arms around his shoulders from behind while he was sat at his desk, he couldn't help but turn to you worried. he lightly grabbed one of your hands as he turned to face you. "is everything okay?"

you stood there for a moment in silence before shaking your head. by the response you gave, zhang hao could tell that you didn't really want to discuss what was wrong, and that was okay by him. instead he spun his chair around to face you, pulling you into his lap. you couldn't resist the urge to melt into his touch, leaning into his chest as your head fell into the crook of his neck.

"you're amazing you know that?" he used his hand that wasn't around your waist to card through your hair, "i am so proud of everything you've accomplished." you only lightly shook your head in return, causing hao to keep the compliments coming.

"i'm serious y/n, you don't give yourself enough credit, you should be as proud of yourself as i am." he pressed a kiss to your forehead, causing a smile to erupt on your face at the contact. he let a similar smile spread to his cheeks, "there they are," his hand had now moved to cup your cheek, "my lovely y/n"

"sorry for interrupting your work," yuo pouted, glancing to his open laptop. he simply shook his head with a small smile, "never be sorry for that, there's nothing i'd rather do then be here with you, especially if you need me."

hanbin ;

"hey, whats up?" hanbin asked. without much thought you responded with a "not much." but hanbin only shook his head in return. "no i mean what's wrong love, your eyebrow is doing that thing when you get overwhelmed and you're bouncing your leg which you only really do when you're anxious or stressed. so what's up?"

you didn't realize just how easy you were to read until that moment. not to mention how amazed you were at the fact that hanbin had picked up on gestures that you weren't even aware you were doing. you shook your head in denial before sitting and pondering a moment, "except i guess," you started. "it's just stuff with my family, you know how they are." he gave you an apologetic smile as he placed his hand on yours, rubbing small circles with his thumb to attempt to soothe you.

his question had opened the floodgates as you rambled on about your family and the unnecessary stress and frustration they had been causing you over the last week. you couldn't lie, it felt good to get it off your chest, especially to someone like hanbin who made you feel heard in times like this.

"how can i help?" he gave a small smile, now fully holding your hand in his. "you've already helped just by letting me ramble, bin." but he wasn't having the humble response. "i have an idea."

your brow cocked in curiosity as hanbin grabbed a jacket and his keys off the table, followed by grabbing your hand to drag you out the door. before you could even begin to question where you were going you were already in the passenger seat of hanbin's car and he had begun to explain his plan. "you need to get out, and a nice night drive where you can scream all you want is the perfect plan in my opinion." he smiled at you, handing over his unlocked phone.

"now pick something good, and scream your little heart out."

matthew ;

walking through your front door after work had to be one of the best feelings in the world; letting out a loud sigh as you placed your keys on the counter and took your shoes off at the door. "long day?" matthew asked from the couch, ushering you over to where he was sat. "long doesn't even begin to describe it," you sighed, letting your body sink into the couch, "but every day lately has felt long."

"d'you wanna talk about it?" his bright smile caused a tired smile to spread across your own face, "honestly not really, just wanna spend time with you." his arm immediately pulled you closer into his side and you couldn't help but lean into his frame, resting your head on his shoulder and letting your eyes shut for a moment.

"well that i can do," he chuckled, pulling you impossibly closer to him as he let his finger trace shapes on the exposed skin on your side. there was a comforting silence for a few moments before matthew had spoken up again. "oh, i wanted to show you," he started, grabbing his phone and opening his messages. "my mom sent me a bunch of pictures of me as a kid if you wanted to look through them with me."

a smile quickly spread to your face, matching his beaming smile perfectly, "i would love to," you sat up a bit to see his phone better. some photos came with elaborate backstories told by matthew, which helped distract from the long day at work.

"so wait, you thought you could fly," he eagerly nodded his head, "so you jumped off the couch?" a sheepish grin replaced the expression on his face, "listen, it's not my proudest moment." you let out a loud laugh, the first one in what felt like ages. "how do you always know how to make me feel better?" you asked, locking arms with the boy next to you. "i'm just great like that, comes naturally." you lightly smacked his arm as he ran his hand through his hair.

"thank you my matthew," you smiled, "anytime, my y/n."

taerae ;

you didn't realize how lost in thought you had gotten as you stood in your bedroom until taerae's arms were wrapped around your frame with no words. it was like he had just appeared, and yet you immediately wrapped your arms around him in return without a second thought.

"what's this for tae?" you questioned, your words slightly muffled as you spoke into his chest. "you just looked like you needed a hug," he said simply, squeezing you a little tighter to him. much like before, you quickly got lost in your thoughts again. everything had been catching up to you lately and you felt like you were sinking, unable to come up for air. but here taerae was, like the sun, a glimmer of hope, a breath of fresh air. or maybe an outstretched hand to bring you back to the surface. he was exactly what you needed.

everything hit you at once and without realizing it, you were silently sobbing into his chest. your hands gripped tightly at the fabric of his t-shirt as if to try and pull him closer, or maybe stop him from floating away. the sudden outburst caught taerae a little off guard, but he quickly recovered as he ushered the two of you over to the bed, letting you lay in his arms as the tears fell from your face.

"shh, it's okay, let it out," he lightly rubbed your back. you had never felt so safe and cared for as you did in this moment, and you were so thankful. he let you cry into his chest until you were ready to tell him what was wrong. every once in a while he would move a stray hair out of your face, and one of those times you looked up at him with your glossy eyes and he couldn't help but smile at you, "hi darling."

you sat up a little, closer to eye level now as you finally spoke up, "i'm sorry about your shirt," you pouted, noticing the large patch on the fabric from your tears, "it'll dry, i'm more worried about you." he held your hand in his, "talk to me baby."

ricky; 

you hadn't heard ricky come through the front door, brain too occupied with varying thoughts that left you as you were now, tears streaming down your face in frustration. so to say you were surprised at the sudden worried voice from in front of you would be an understatement. "are you okay? did something happen? did someone do something?"

you quickly shook your head and waved your hand in denial, the other hand coming up to quickly wipe away the tears that had fallen, thought it was too late for that. "nothing like that," you reassured the blond boy, "just stressed is all." ricky got quiet as he made his way to sitting next to you on the couch, turning to fully face you.

"y/n, you don't have to bottle all of that up you know?" he started, placing his hand on your cheek, wiping away the last few tears that remained. "you know i'm here to share your burdens." you couldn't help but smile at the gesture and words. it wasn't that you didn't want to tell him, you just didn't think it had gotten this bad.

your eyes darted around the room, struggling to look him in the eye, "i know, i just didn't want to put it on you," you started, finally letting your eyes land on the boy in front of you, "you have enough on your plate as it." your excuse only got a sigh and a shake of his head as he took your hand in his, fully encapsulating your hands.

"let me be here for you, i want to help, even if it's just being someone to listen." his words were comforting and his tone sincere, leaving you to sit for a moment in awe of how lucky you were to have someone like him in your life. "are you sure?" you breathed out, still worried about contributing to his own stressors.

"i've never been more sure of anything in my life. i will always want to be here for you. always."

gyuvin ;

"hi gyuvin," you mumbled as you opened the door, letting the boy in before turning your back to walk back to your room, assuming he'd follow. before you could get too far his arms were wrapped around you from behind, his chin placed atop your head. "gyuvin? not even gyu? what's wrong?" he spun you around to face him, a confused and slightly concerned look on his face.

you sighed, "i don't really wanna talk about it if that's alright." you looked to the floor, not wanting to see his reaction. due to your action, you missed the new, determined look plastered across gyuvin's face. he was okay with not talking about it, but that meant he had to be the best distraction possible because he hated seeing you upset.

he let you get to your room before practically tackling you onto the bed, peppering rather ticklish kisses over your face as his hands went to your sides, causing you to squirm. a loud laugh escaped your lips followed by a fit of giggles from the both of you. "stop that tickles!" you let out between laughs, nearly kicking the boy in the process.

it wasn't long before you were both sprawled out on the bed, gyuvin's long legs hanging over the edge as you both let a comfortable silence surround you. "gyuvin i'm supposed to be upset right now." you huffed, arms crossing in front of you as you sat up and faced the boy. it didn't last long though as he quickly pried your arms apart.

"and where has that ever gotten you?" he laughed, holding your arms to your sides, "you're home and the day is over, it's time to celebrate!" he was sporting his usual grin as he looked at you expectantly, a small smile cracking at your lips, quickly erupting into the widest smile you could manage.

"see, much better."

gunwook ;

"do you want me to call you?" the text read, quickly typing back a yes as you wiped the tears from your eyes and cleared your throat. gunwook always knew exactly what to say, and you needed his reassurance now more than ever. it was only a few moments before your familiar ringtone that you had set for him blared through the phone speakers.

"what's wrong?" he quickly asked, not even wasting time with formalities. you hummed in contemplation for a moment, not exactly knowing where to begin with the seemingly endless list of causes for your current state. "everything," you let out a sigh, frustrated at yourself for not being able to articulate your thoughts well enough. "okay okay, one step at a time," his calm voice through the speakers was just enough to settle your thoughts for a moment, "start with what's most prominent in your mind right now."

you let out a breath as you started recounting the many stressors you had been dealing with lately. gunwook often giving a hum or small response to assure you he was listening, but overall staying quiet minus some shuffling. you continued your rambles until you were interrupted by an unexpected knock at the door. "hold on wook, someone's at the door."

"you should probably get that," you could almost hear the smile coming through the phone as you open the front door, seeing the boy standing tall in front of you. "do you have to go?" he spoke into the phone, causing you to giggle, "yeah sorry, someone very important just showed up." you smiled as you hung up the phone, preferring to hug the boy in front of you.

the two of you eventually pulled away to sit on your bed. "you didn't have to come over wook," you breathed out, trying to hide the joy that filled you by having him here. "you sounded like you needed more than a phone call," he smiled, grabbing your hand to play with your fingers, "okay, you can continue." he smiled wide at you.

"i would, but suddenly it feels like everything is okay again."

yujin ;

this time of year was always the worst in school. all of these final projects seemed bigger than the year before and the work was piling up on top of needing to study. to say you were stressed was an understatement to an immeasurable degree. and now yujin was hearing about it.

"i just am so overwhelmed," you let out a sigh, finally catching your breath at the end of your rant. yujin felt bad, he knew you were taking on huge course loads this year and he wasn't always the best at advice, but he was going to try his hardest. "well i can help with your project if you'd like." he smiled, fiddling with the sleeve of his sweater.

you shook your head, insisting that you'd figure it out, even if it meant pulling a couple all nighters. "nothing i can't handle," you pushed out a rather dull laugh which only made yujin push a little more. "c'mon y/n, it'll go much faster if you have help." he tried to reason, "plus we can do it at my house and go for ice cream at that place you like down the road after."

you couldn't help but smile at the effort of the offer, "you've sold me." you beamed, "but only if you promise we will go for ice cream." he held out his pinky to you, interlocking yours together. "pinky promise."

and he did keep his promise, the two of you having finished just as the sun was setting. after the hours of seemingly endless work, getting to sit and watch the sunset with your dessert in your hand felt like the best reward you could ask for. "thank you yujin," you smiled to the boy, "i couldn't have done it without you."

he chuckled, taking a spoonful of his ice cream before replying, "hey it's why you keep me around."