#I am so in love with him

[gvaine]

this is a post about arthur's bracelets

[panchulien]

i love how no one questions anything about Nikolai. Like yeah he's just there. Captain saved him once and he's been helping us ever since. We don't know his real name. He's always there when we need him. He's extremely talented and intelligent. Nobody knows where he gets his guns or equipment. Guy just spawns out of nowhere. He has connections all around the world. He's above the law. He's beyond the law. He can outsmart the police, the government, literally anyone. We're so lucky he's not the enemy cuz god knows we'd be fucked. Nobody knows how he does it, but damn it he gets shit done.

[inkykeiji]

⋆₊˚⊹♡ vox + his tendency to laugh out words

warnings: 18+ minors do not interact, toxic relationship, fem!reader words: 541

thinking about vox’s tendency to laugh out his words ♡ 

thinking about the way he would giggle out in a whisper how fucking pretty you are in the back of his sleek, expensive car after some corporate event, one hand creeping up the slit of your evening gown as the waning silver beams of the moon struggle to compete with the neons of the city, the knuckles of the other brushing hair back from your temples, then skimming along the curve of your cheek, the edge of your jaw, the arch of your neck in a tender caress ♡ 

thinking about the incredulous little laugh he’d huff out when it’s just the two of you, when you’re tangled up in each other’s limbs, damp bodies knotted together and ragged breathing entwined, when the day was rough and stressful and he found sweet salvation in your cunt, panting out in a single breathless melody how lucky he is to have you, how lucky he is to have found you, voice tinged with disbelief that he could’ve come across something so beautiful, so special, so loving in the depths of hell ♡ 

thinking about that cruel, caustic chuckle that claws at the back of his throat, that’s paired with a sharp glare and a sharper tongue when he asks if you’re fucking stupid, when he calls you a silly little girl, when he tells you to keep that mouth of yours quiet, because you know nothing; his three favourite responses to you digging your cute nose into something you shouldn’t be. sit down, shut up, look pretty; those are your commandments, the trail that always follows after one of his malignant orders ♡

thinking about that booming guffaw that rumbles from deep within his chest, that shakes his entire form as it splits his lips into a broad, open-mouthed grin, stretched so wide that it consumes more than half of his entire face, that it scrunches his eyes to cute little crescents and furrows his brows when something exceptionally exciting happens, when he’s so thrilled and thrumming with exhilaration that he just cannot keep it contained inside of him—a rare sight, one reserved for the company of his closest confidants, but a sight you cherish nonetheless ♡

thinking about that dark, dangerous titter that always stains those sudden declarations he has when he’s scheming, those decisive thoughts stated strong and firm and with conviction, the amusing sound only working to fortify his words—a powerful punctuation at the end of something certain—after that wickedly intelligent brain has hatched another sinister plan, brilliant but terrifying ideas worming around in his skull to form a knot of something diabolical ♡

thinking about that gentle laugh that spills past his lips unthinkingly and uncontrollably, that infuses a delicate i love you—so soft, so sweet, so goddamn sincere—any time you do something he finds cute or unexpected, the usually harsh glow of his eyes dimmed with affection. and out of all of his laughs, this one is your favourite, because this laugh is private, is special, is something just for you. this laugh is shared and sacred, melts from one mouth into another between messy tongues and pawing hands and stumbling ankles. this laugh is yours to keep, forever ♡ 

[minchanlove]

gnabnahc 0802

#STAY

[beelzebubsart]

Oh man, he looks so devastatingly *cool* with that cigarette

[thorninyourpaw]

I can’t stop thinking about geoff rickly it hurts please come to geoff world with me everybody

[faes-land]

I'm Gonna Love You Completely~~Yuta

I know I've been inactive for a really long time. Work and life became a lot and I was unmotivated to write. But, I finally had motivation and I finally finished this - I've been working on it on and off for almost 2 years. I hope you all love it as much as I love Yuta! Happy birthday to the man of my dreams.

Pairings: Warlock! Yuta x Witch! Reader

Genre: Supernatural, smut, fluff

Word count: 9,107

Warnings: Non-sexual voyeurism, fingering (female receiving), nipple play, unprotected sex (don't do it kids!), cock warming for like a min, creampie, soft sex, it gets very sappy lol (i just love him so much)

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“Who is Yuta?” You asked your friend Mark, who was scrolling through his phone. He was lying across your couch, his feet hanging over the edge. He fit fine on your couch, but he chose to dangle his feet. 

“A friend of mine,” he answered plainly. Sometimes getting information out of him was impossible.

You rolled your eyes at his answer. “Is he in your coven?” 

He put his phone down and looked at you. You had now piqued his interest since you didn’t usually ask about his coven of warlocks. He had always been open to talking to you about it, but ever since you had dated a member of his coven, you had closed off any discussion of them. “Why do you want to know?” 

“Just answer me.” 

“Did you dream about him?” He smirked, knowing what kind of witch you were as he was the same as you. It’s why you you two were so close. You and Mark both had Astral powers; you had the ability to step outside of your bodies while you slept. You sometimes would meet people in your dreams that were connected to people you knew.

For some reason with Yuta, you were unable to communicate with him or properly see what he even looked like. That was never the case - you usually could always see the other person very clearly. But, Yuta was elusive to you; the only way you got his name was because you had followed Mark once in a dream without him knowing and heard him say it. 

You sighed, looking at your best friend. “Yes. But I don’t know what he looks like. Something is blocking me from seeing him. I can’t figure it out. I can see you, Jaehyun, Doyoung and Jungwoo very clearly, but Yuta? I have no idea who he is.” 

“How do you even know his name if you can’t see him?” He finally sat up and looked at you, narrowing his eyes. “Did you follow me to the Playhouse the other night?” The Playhouse was an elite nightclub and only those with extra features and powers were allowed in. Mark was friends with the owner, Taeyong, who was a warlock in his coven. Taeyong was a very powerful warlock, as he was the leader of Mark’s coven. He made sure that the Neo Coven didn’t get into trouble like other all-male covens tended to do. 

“Uh…” You knew you were in hot water now that Mark knew. He hated when you’d follow him without telling him. 

“Y/N, what did I tell you about doing that? I know I’m easy to follow since we’re the same, but it feels creepy!” 

“First of all, I hardly paid attention to you. Secondly, I only followed you because I wanted to know what the Playhouse was like, but I didn’t feel like going out when you asked me. Then I heard you say his name and all I could see was a dark figure.” You sat next to him, looking down at your feet. “I just want to know why I can’t see him.” 

“How did you even know it was him?” He asked. 

“It was the energy. It was the same as the one I would feel when I would dream about him.” 

Mark sighed. “He’s a Hypnotist; we’re basically locked out from them and they are locked out from us. Luckily for us, we can’t be hypnotized or seen by them in our dreams. Their powers don’t work on Astral witches and warlocks. You aren’t able to see him because he can’t be seen in the Astral world, only in the physical world. It’s amazing you can visit him at all.” 

You nodded at the man on your couch, taking in what he just told you. You had heard of Hypnotists before, the kind of witches or warlocks that could make people do all sorts of things for their benefit. “Why can’t we be hypnotized by them?” You asked him. Mark knew a little bit more about magic than you did. He came from a long line of witches and warlocks; you had just discovered your powers as your family kept it all under wraps. You hadn’t known you were a witch until you met Mark, he was the one who informed you of the type of witch you were and that there were others like you and others that had different types of traits. 

“Because we are in control of our subconscious. Since we can leave our physical bodies while asleep, hypnosis doesn’t work for us. It comes in handy; my ex was a Hypnotist and that was not fun.” He shivered thinking about the girl he once dated. There were multiple times that she tried to hypnotize him while he was asleep; none of those attempts were successful. You remembered that she was weird and you didn’t like her. He sat for a moment, thinking of his next words. “Why don’t you come to the Playhouse with me tomorrow night? Yuta will be there and you can see who he is. Sounds like he’s someone you have a pull to.” A pull. Something witches and warlocks have for one another when they are meant to be. 

You shook your head. You weren’t much of a club-goer; it really wasn’t your scene. You also had a bad feeling your ex would be there since you had seen him with Mark when you followed him. You really didn’t want to see him. “Will Johnny be there?” 

“He might.” 

“Then no. I could meet Yuta another way.” 

Mark rolled his eyes. “Oh come on, don’t you want to make Johnny jealous?” 

“Make a Telekinetic mad? Do you really think that’s a good idea?” Johnny, your handsome and charming ex-boyfriend, had Telekinesis and he used it to his advantage whenever he could. Usually, when he was mad he’d break something, shut off all the lights, or, if he really wanted to, inflict pain on others. Luckily, he wasn't a violent man and he was actually quite sweet, but he had a temper that could be scary if he was pushed. Making him jealous or mad would be the worst possible thing to do.

Mark thought about that for a moment. “Okay, maybe not. Taeyong wouldn’t be too happy if he broke something.” He stood up from your couch and looked at you more seriously. “I still think you should go and forget about Johnny. Do you have a pull to Yuta? Because if you do, the best way to find out is by seeing him.” 

“How should I know if I have a pull to him? You’re the one who knows these things!” You remarked, just wanting to understand what exactly was going on. If you really did have a pull to Yuta, then this would be the best possible to know for sure.

You heard the familiar ding of Mark’s phone, distracting both of you. He had put it down on your coffee table, and you saw the screen flash with a text message from, ‘Yuta’. The brown haired man took his phone and read the text. “He’ll be there tomorrow and so will you.” He said as he typed away at this phone. 

“I don’t want to go.” You really didn’t. Not because you were worried about meeting Yuta for the first time, but because you did not like going out like that.  

“Too bad, I already texted him back that you’re going.” 

Your eyes widened at him. “What? Why did you do that? Wait, he knows who I am?” 

Mark giggled before he started to leave your apartment. “I told him about you since you and I are so close. Anyway, I have to go. I told Jungwoo I’d get dinner with him.” He started to put his shoes on and open your door before turning to you, “Didn’t you go shopping last week? Wear something for a club . Bye!” And thus, your best friend was gone. You rolled your eyes and locked your door; he was ridiculous. 

You sat back down on your couch and sighed. Well, if you had to go to the Playhouse, you definitely weren’t going to go alone. You took your phone in your hands and texted your other best friend; who just happened to be a clairvoyant that texted you before you could even hit send. “What do you need?” She asked, knowing you were going to text her. You never got used to that, even in all the years you’ve known her. 

“Will you go to the Playhouse with me tomorrow night? Mark’s annoying ass told someone I’d be there.” You had to be crazy to listen to Mark but your curiosity about the dark man had gotten the better of you. What you didn’t tell Mark was how often you had seen Yuta in your dreams many times before the night you followed him. Still, you had never seen him. The entire reason you followed Mark was to know what Yuta’s connection was to you. Now that you had your answer, you did want to know more about him. 

Your phone went off, “I’ll be there with Jaehyun.” Jaehyun, your best friend’s warlock boyfriend was an Enchanter in Mark’s coven. He could just look at someone and they’d be at his beck and call. He was too handsome for his own good so it was a good thing that your best friend had him. He kept his Enchanting of others under control ever since he met her. Mark had told you stories of him and what he used to do with people. 

“Can you help me pick out an outfit?” 

“I already saw it and you look great. I’ll come over tomorrow and show you.” You mentally cursed to yourself. Of course she did. Another text, “Why are you going? Who did Mark want you to meet?” 

Even though she was your best friend, you hadn’t told her about Yuta yet. You weren’t sure if she had already known him and thought that he wasn’t someone you should be interested in. You put your phone down and started to think about all the other times you had seen Yuta while you were asleep. Since you didn’t know what he looked like you only had to go off of what you’d see him doing. 

Sometimes when you’d see him, he’d be hunched over his desk, either drawing something or reading a book. Other times you’d see him doing very simple things like cooking for himself or watching a movie. Things you wouldn’t expect to see so often from a warlock, as they tended to keep themselves busy in other ways that weren’t as “normal”. He would often have music playing and it always made you smile when you heard a song you knew. You and Yuta had similar music taste which kind of surprised you since you and Mark didn’t. His presence in your dreams was very comforting. Based on that alone, you could tell that he made sure to use his powers for good and he wasn’t one of those crazy warlocks that let everything go to his head. He was always alone unless he needed to be somewhere. It didn’t seem like he lived with anyone. Something you would notice since you saw him more often than you’d like to admit. You definitely had a pull to him, you just wanted to know why. You’d never dreamed about someone so often unless you wanted to.

As crazy as it was, you knew you were falling for him. Now you realize the reason you were was because of your pull. It still seemed odd to you to fall for someone who you had never actually met in real life, but you felt so close to him. Like you had known him forever. 

The Neo Coven wasn’t known for being a very aggressive coven, they had a reputation of being on the more gentle side and they would resolve things without having to fight if they could help it. If they did have to fight, it almost always ended badly for their opponents. They were feared since they were a very powerful and strong coven. With there being so many of them, it made it easy for them to protect themselves. They all varied with different traits, some were the same, but only a handful shared the same ones, The variations alone made them valuable to the coven for a number of reasons. Very rarely did a coven have that many members; let alone ones with different traits. 

You still didn’t know all of them, but the few that you did know were very strong. They could be intimidating because of their powers, but they knew how to keep themselves from causing harm. Most people were very afraid of them, but also very much drawn to them. Like most warlocks, they were all extremely handsome. Well, the ones you knew and could see at least. 

You finally picked your phone back up and told your best friend that you would explain everything once you saw her. It felt like too much to text. Her response, “All right, but I have seen you with someone and I wonder if it’s the same person.” Again, cursing yourself for befriending a clairvoyant.

–

That night you had dreamed of Yuta again. You didn’t mean to visit him, but it can’t be helped. When you want to, you can control who you see, but if you go to sleep without thinking of anything or anyone, it is usually Yuta who you end up seeing. Since this had been going on for a while, he was your default at this point. Most likely due to your pull.

Yuta was alone in his room, laying in his big bed with dark sheets; only his figure could be seen. You could clearly see the rest of the room; his desk in the corner had a large computer monitor and was littered with papers from his countless sketchbooks. You wanted to see what he had been drawing, but you didn’t want to invade his privacy like that. Even though you were currently watching him as he prepared to go to sleep, looking at his drawings felt different. You wanted him to show them to you. 

His bedroom wasn't a very big room, but it looked cozy. His bed looked very comfortable and you just wanted to curl up next to him under his blankets. That same sense of comfort you had when you’d see him washed over you as you watched his figure fall asleep. 

-

The next morning you woke up thinking about Yuta, your conversation with Mark, and what could possibly happen to you once you see Yuta for the first time. You’d never met a proper Hypnotist before and you weren’t sure what to expect. (Mark’s ex wasn’t a very good example of what a Hypnotist could be.)

As you prepared yourself for the day, you went on your phone and saw a post from Mark on his socials; he was with Jungwoo and someone else. Someone you’d never seen before yet he felt so familiar. He had long black hair, big gentle brown eyes that had stories to tell, a defined nose and a sweet smile. He was gorgeous and it didn’t take long for your body to get warm at the sight of him. It was Yuta. You finally had a face to the man you’d been seeing. The instant reaction you had to only his photo confirmed the he was the one you were pulled to and who you had been dreaming about. 

Throwing your phone onto your bed you got up and decided to try to go about your day. You had to shake off the feeling you had from just a photo. You’d never felt anything like it before and you were worried about what tonight will bring. So many thoughts flooded through your mind and you had almost become scared to see him. But, deep down you knew this was the right thing to do; even if it meant going out to a club with Mark. 

A part of you wanted to bail at the last minute, but you knew you had to face Yuta and possibly Johnny. You shivered at the thought of seeing Johnny again. It’s not like Johnny was a bad boyfriend, he just wasn't right for you. You now know that there was no pull with him; he was just a fun and handsome man for the moment. The spark died with Johnny quickly, and it was a mutual breakup, yet it still felt weird to think about seeing him. When you would dream of Johnny, it never felt the way it did with Yuta. 

You sighed trying to figure out what you would say to Yuta. How could you tell him that you’d been watching him during his most intimate moments? Maybe Mark told him already and you had nothing to worry about. Knowing Mark and his big mouth, it’s very possible. After all, he was the reason you and Johnny started dating in the first place.

After you had nourished yourself and went about your day, you went into your closet and found the new clothes you just bought. Was this what Mark had been talking about? It was close to when you would have to leave, so now would be the best time to figure this out. You wondered if this was part of the outfit that Y/F/N had seen. There was a cute little crop top that you had fallen in love with, but it just didn’t feel like the right thing. You felt like that was too much if you were meeting the man in your dreams for the first time. You did love the top though. Maybe another time.

As you were figuring out what to wear with the top your phone rang, it was Y/F/N. “Hey, what’s up?” 

“Don’t wear that, that’s not what I saw you in.” She never says hello anymore, always something that she’s seen.

You rolled your eyes and looked at the top. “Can you not do that? How do you even know what I’m looking at?” 

“I saw it earlier. Anyway, I’ll be over within the hour. Watch something to amuse yourself.” 

“I hate you,” 

“Love you.” Then she hung up. Damn, you wanted to wear that top. 

You put your phone down and looked around your closet; there were a few dresses that you had yet to wear and there was a black one that looked like it could be perfect for tonight. It wasn’t anything crazy, just a simple little black dress that had spaghetti straps. You really hoped this was what Y/F/N had seen; you liked it a lot. 

Since you apparently didn’t have a choice in what you were wearing, you decided to sit on your couch and wait for your friend. Within the hour could mean anything. Sometimes she was on time, sometimes she was very late. Your phone had gone off, signaling a text from Mark. “Playhouse is fun, you’re gonna love it!” 

You couldn’t help but roll your eyes at his message. He knew you hated clubbing so he was making up for it by hyping the place up. “Can’t wait!” was all you said before putting your phone down and closing your eyes. Sometimes when you would project, it can take a lot of energy out of you, so you decided a little nap would be good since who knows how late you’ll be out tonight. You did your best to try to control projecting so that you could just rest. You still had some trouble having full control over your projecting, but each time you slept, you were getting better at not doing it. 

Turns out, your efforts were for nothing. You found yourself in an unfamiliar setting, but the person in front of you was not. Of course, you couldn’t see him, but it was Yuta. He was sitting at a cafe with Mark, a cup of coffee in front of each man. ‘What is he doing here?’ you wondered as you watched the two of them talk. Since Mark was there, you were worried you’d be seen so you did your best to try to blend in and hope that he wasn’t able to feel your presence. It wasn’t often that you’d project during the day and especially in a public setting. Normal humans couldn’t see you, but other witches and warlocks could. 

“Do you ever feel like you’re being watched? I can’t shake this feeling.” You heard Yuta say and you realized he could most likely feel you. But, Mark said you were blocked from him, so how was this possible? You wanted to hit yourself when you realized your pull was the reason why.  Yuta’s voice was muffled and you could barely make out what he was saying. It sounded like you were talking on a phone call that had a bad connection. You weren’t fully sure what his voice actually sounded like because of this. 

“What? Do you think someone is after you?” Mark’s voice was clear. He sat on the other side of Yuta with his arms crossed. A very serious and stern look on his face; something you don’t see very often on Mark as he was usually a pretty easy going person. When it came to the coven, Mark could be very protective, especially of some of the younger members. Most people who didn’t know him feared him due to how unassuming he looked. Since he was from such a strong coven, not many people would dare to mess with them or him. So if he thought one of his coven brothers was in danger, he’d make sure to take care of it with Jungwoo, the Elemental of the coven, and Taeyong.

“No, I don’t think I’m in danger or anything like that.” Yuta pondered for a minute, his figure shifting in his seat. “It just…feels like someone is with me sometimes. It’s happened often, and it’s usually at night.” Shit. He could definitely feel you. You quickly realized just how strong your pull was for the both of you. If a warlock that was basically the opposite of you could feel your presence, this was much stronger than you thought. From what Mark had told you, pulls were only with one other person, so the feeling must’ve been new for Yuta as well. 

Mark clicked his tongue, the gears turning in his head. Mark had told Yuta about you before since you hung out a lot and were very close. It wasn’t every day that he came across another Astral witch like him; you were a rare kind. “I think I know what you’re talking about.” He chuckled. “You have nothing to worry about; they’re harmless.” 

“What do you mean?” Yuta asked. “Is it a spirit? Doyoung told me that the spell he cast worked after the last time.” You wondered what happened to him previously and made a mental note to ask Mark about it later. Even if it meant you were caught for watching them. 

Mark smiled and leaned back in his seat, he looked around the little cafe and spotted you. You’ll get an earful about this later. “You’ll find out; I can’t tell you. It’s something you need to learn on your own.” As glad as you were that Mark didn’t rat you out, you also just wanted him to shut up. Now that he has seen you, he’s going to think you followed him again. 

A knock on your door had ripped you from your dream. You didn’t feel rested at all, but you knew you had to get ready for tonight. You got off your comfortable couch and checked the peephole to make sure it was your friend at the door and not an unwanted guest. Once you saw that it was her, you opened the door to let her in. “You look cute,” you commented, taking in her outfit. She wore a short long sleeved all black dress with a zipper down the middle, fishnet stockings and pointy heeled boots with a moon necklace and star studs in her ears for jewelry. She had her hair in a cute little style too. 

“Have you slept?” She looked at you, noticing how tired you looked. Either you were tired or just not excited to go out. 

“Eh. You know projecting takes a lot out of me. I’ll be fine.” You assured her.

She shrugged. “Whatever you say,” and went straight to your closet after unzipping her boots. You followed her and watched as she made a mess of your closet. “Where is it?” You heard her say to herself, digging through piles of black clothing articles. “Your entire closet is black! I can’t find the dress!” 

You laughed, “Says the girl wearing all black.” 

She stayed silent at your comment. You knew she wasn’t mad or anything, she just didn’t have anything back to say to you since you were right. “Found it!” She exclaimed, throwing the dress at you after you had followed her. You held the dress in front of you; it wasn’t the dress you wanted, but it was still super cute and you were excited to wear it. You smiled before kicking your friend out of your bedroom and changing into the dress. 

It was an off-the-shoulder long-sleeved black dress that stopped at your mid-thigh. You looked around and found your favorite pair of heeled boots; they had laces on them with a zipper on the side. They were a combat boot type and you liked the contrast of the soft dress with the hard shoes. You stepped outside your bedroom and your friend smiled at you, holding a thick black choker. “With this, your outfit is complete. Now why are you looking so cute tonight? You never told me who Mark wanted you to meet?” 

You sighed. “I have to tell you something.” You said before sitting back down on your couch, your friend following behind you and sitting next to you. 

“Have you been seeing someone in your dreams?” She asked, possibly knowing this was the reason why, but she wanted you to tell her yourself. 

You nodded. “Yeah…like all the time and Mark says I have a pull to him.” Which in itself felt wild to you. 

“A pull? Who is it and why didn’t you say anything before?”

“I recently learned that his name is Yuta. He’s part of Mark and Jaehyun’s coven.” You looked down at your hands - at least your nails were done. “And I don’t know! I didn’t know what was fully happening until Mark explained it all to me last night. I’ve never had a pull before and this feels nothing like it did with Johnny. It’s so much stronger. I feel like I already know Yuta even though I’ve only seen him in my dreams.” 

She nodded. “Wait, you’ve seen him? But he’s a hypnotist, you can’t se-oh your pull!” She exclaimed when she figured it all out. “That’s crazy how pulls can work.” 

“Well, not exactly. I can only see a shadowy figure. If anything, I can feel his energy, and I just saw his face for the first time today because Mark had posted a picture of him and Jungwoo on his socials.” 

“I did see that! I ended up asking Jaehyun about him since I hadn’t met him before. He’s cute and totally your type.” She said, wriggling her eyebrows at you. “He’s gonna drool when he sees you tonight.” She half joked.

“He doesn’t even know what I look like.” You remarked. 

She rolled her eyes. “You think Mark hasn’t shown him your picture yet? You’re his best friend and he’s super close to Yuta from what Jaehyun told me when I asked about him last night.” She was clasping the choker around your neck as she spoke. 

You thought about what she had said and you were inclined to believe it was true. Mark had told you before that he liked having you as a friend because you could understand him and his powers. Most of his warlock friends weren’t like him. He knew a lot of Enchanters and Spell Casters, but not many Astral witches and warlocks crossed his path. He was the only Astral warlock in his coven, too. “That’s true,” you agreed. “But still, this whole thing is weird. Did you feel your pull with Jaehyun?” You turned to her. 

She looked at you and nodded. “I did. I kept seeing him and whenever I saw him it was more clear than anything else I’d ever seen. It’s how I knew he was mine. He told me that he knew I was his the moment he saw me. Enchanters aren’t really capable of love unless it's the one they are pulled to. Because they can basically trick people, they don’t feel for others.” 

“Did your skin feel like it was burning when you saw Jaehyun? After seeing Yuta’s photo earlier today and I became very hot.” 

“Yes. He’s definitely the one you’re pulled to.” She moved from right next to you and started to get off your couch and go toward your front door. “Do you think he’s cute?” She giggled, knowing that she’d seen you with someone before, but she didn’t realize it was the same man. She thought he was very handsome and he looked good with you. 

You sighed. “He’s gorgeous,” you said, following close behind her. “Shall we go?” You had to prepare yourself for seeing him in person. You knew that a picture wouldn’t come close to how handsome he really was. 

-

The Playhouse was exactly how you saw it in your dream when you followed Mark. It looked like any other nightclub except for the types of people that were inside. All around you were creatures from all walks of life. Vampires, werewolves, faeries; anything you could think of, they were there. Sometimes there would be a human, but they usually came with a vampire who fed off of them. Humans weren't allowed in otherwise. 

“Jaehyun said they’re at their usual table.” Your friend had led you to a large table where Mark was sitting with Jungwoo, Ten, and Jaemin. The four men looked handsome as ever; you expected nothing less from your warlock friends. 

“You came!” Mark said, smiling at you. You could tell he was a little tipsy, but nothing more than that. Your best friend could drink a lot and could handle his alcohol well. He’s either had a few drinks or the one he had was very strong. 

You smiled at the men at the table, noticing there were different bottles and glasses in front of them. Taeyong always made sure they were taken care of, it seems. You took a seat next to Mark. “It’s nice, I like it.” 

“In all my scrying, I didn’t see this.” Jaemin joked. “It’s good to see you out for once, Y/N.” He winked at you.

You rolled your eyes at the young warlock. “Very funny.” Jaemin was a Scryer who used any kind of reflective surface to see his visions. He didn’t always use his powers for the best reasons, but he never hurt anyone with them. You were close to Jaemin but not as close as you were to Mark. 

“No, seriously. It’s nice to see you here. I know you don’t enjoy these kinds of things. What bought you here?” Jaemin asked, handing you a drink. 

You smiled and took it from him. “Before I answer your question, what is this?” You asked, looking at the glass in your hand. It was a champagne flute, but since there were different bottles on the table and it was dark where you were sitting, you couldn’t tell what was in the glass. 

“It’s just Rosé; no need to worry.” Mark said, eyes throwing daggers at Jaemin. 

You nodded before taking a sip. You weren’t entirely sure if you wanted Jaemin to know why you had come to the Playhouse for the first time, but you had a feeling he already knew. If he had been talking to Mark all night, then there was a chance it would come up. Warlocks liked to gossip as much as witches did. “I wanted to see what it was all about.”

Jaemin gave you a look like he knew that you were lying. But he shrugged it off because he wanted you to enjoy yourself. “As long as you have fun!” He said, letting you get away with your little lie. 

You looked over at the rest of the table and noticed an empty spot next to Ten. You wondered who was sitting there previously. Your best friend was sitting next to Jaehyun, his arm around her shoulder as if something were to take her away from him. He was so protective of her. 

You looked at your surroundings and you watched everyone as they danced under the colorful lights and loud music. The table you were sitting at was off to the side, away from the crowds so it was easy to have a conversation. You thought about dancing, but who would you dance with? You wondered if Yuta were here or if Mark just tricked you into coming for his own sake. 

“Did you follow me again?” Mark said quietly, but loud enough so you could hear him under the music that was playing through the club.

You turned to your best friend, annoyance on your face. “No. I took a nap and I ended up where Yuta was. You just happened to be there.” 

“I’m not sure what you heard earlier, but he’s aware of you.” 

“I heard a little bit, but I woke up soon after you saw me.” You took a sip of your wine, the alcohol warming up your body. “Did you tell him you saw me?” 

He shook his head. “No, he doesn’t know you were there. He does know you're here tonight though.” You wanted to tell him that you knew that already, but then you remembered he wasn’t fully sober. 

“Is he here?” You needed to know. You had a feeling the empty seat next to Ten belonged to Yuta.

Mark chuckled. “Wouldn’t you like to know?” Again, impossible to get anything out of him. “Why don’t you go find him? He went to the bar right before you came.” The mere thought of facing the man on your own terrified you. 

You pouted. “Can you come with me?” You looked at Mark with puppy eyes, something you knew he couldn’t say no to; even when sober. 

He scoffed. “That’s not gonna work on me this time, Y/N.” Then he took a sip of the drink that was in his hand. 

“Fine. I’ll go find him on my own.” You huffed and got up from your seat. As you made your way from the table, you locked eyes with Johnny. You sighed, you knew this would happen. He was standing near the table talking to another man with black hair. You couldn’t see who he was, and you figured it wouldn’t matter until the man turned around. It was Yuta. 

You gasped and almost dropped your drink. There he was, talking to your ex-boyfriend. How would you even begin to explain this? “Hey, Y/N. Never thought I’d see you here,” Johnny said. He was smiling at you, but you could tell he was both surprised and a little annoyed. 

Yuta looked at you, his eyes were warm and you could feel your body heat rising as he looked at you. You did your best to compose yourself. “Mark invited me and I felt like I needed a night out.” Talking to Johnny was a lot more difficult than you thought it would be. You’d be lying to yourself if you said you weren’t still attracted to him. He was very handsome and it pissed you off that he still had an effect on you. Also, the uncomfortableness of your skin burning at the sight of Yuta didn’t help. 

Yuta could tell you were uncomfortable and he felt like he needed to protect you. Even though he didn’t even know you. Yet, to Yuta, you felt very familiar. He knew you were Mark’s friend and had seen your photo before, but it felt like something else than that. He didn't know what your relation to Johnny was, but he had an idea based on both of your body language. 

A girl had come up to the table that looked to be like another witch; she had a presence about her that only witches had. She went up to Johnny and touched his shoulder, taking his attention away from you. “Wanna dance with me?” She asked him over the music. Johnny took one more look at you before agreeing and leaving with the other girl. That was easier than you expected and you were glad that he was finally gone. 

You began to feel dizzy at how hot you were getting and you excused yourself. You walked past Yuta and found the little outside seating area that the club had. It was an emergency door that was kept open since the club could get stuffy. And also, since there were otherworldly creatures there, sometimes an easy escape was necessary. 

What were you even doing here? This was not how you wanted to meet Yuta for the first time - this felt all wrong. You left to find Y/F/N, or even Mark. You felt uncomfortable and needed to leave. You couldn’t believe you let Mark talk you into this. You weren’t ready. Unbeknownst to you, Yuta had followed you. 

 “Are you okay?” His voice had spooked you and you yelped. You had never truly heard his voice before and it was so nice to hear. It was soft, but still deep and somewhat raspy. Now that you were standing near him, there was no way for you to cool off since he was so close to you.  

You turned to him, finally getting a proper look at him in person. He was even more handsome than his picture. It was nice to actually see him and not a shadowy figure for once. He was a bit taller than you, even in your heels, his dark hair was long and it framed his face, highlighting his features. The cool air felt good on your burning skin, but with Yuta so close to you, it felt like you weren’t outside at all. “I-I’m okay.” You staggered out, hoping that was convincing enough. You knew it wasn’t. 

The silence between you two had been comfortable as you calmed down. There was still a lingering feeling of warmth on your skin, but the longer you were outside, the cooler you became. Yuta had also felt the same warmth as you when you were talking to Johnny. He could tell that this wasn’t normal body heat from being inside a nightclub, he knew this was different. He had heard about pulls before and he wondered when he would experience it himself. Now he was. “Do you feel it too, Y/N?” He asked, breaking the silence. 

You scanned his features, his eyes had a glint of hope. You smiled at him, feeling a different kind of fire inside you. “I do,” 

Since you two weren’t going to be alone for long, Yuta took this opportunity to lean down and kiss you. Sure, it was the first time you’d met, but it also wasn’t. The second Yuta had seen you, he knew you were the one that he would feel at night. Mark had told him that you could project and he recognized your energy as the one he felt. 

The way his lips felt against yours was like nothing you’d ever felt before. It felt like you had found the one thing you’d been searching for since the day you were born. Like everything had fallen into place. When he pulled away, he smiled and whispered, “I knew it was you,” 

—

It had only been a few days since you met your warlock and you have been inseparable since. Yuta was the most perfect man, he was so gentle with you and he always made sure that you were by his side. Now that he knew you were the one who’s energy he’d feel most nights, he wanted to have you around him all the time. Just as you were in your dreams, you’d be in his room with him while he would draw something, or you’d watch a movie with him. Except this time, you could actually see and feel him. Everything felt just right.

You smiled to yourself as you climbed into his bed and snuggled up next to Yuta. “You know,” he said before giving you a quick kiss in your forehead. “I had seen you in my dreams before we met. I just never knew you were who I was pulled to or that you knew Mark.” 

You looked up at him, taken aback by his sudden confession. “When did you see me?” You asked him, trying to wrack your brain to remember. You swore the first time that you had actually seen Yuta was only a few days ago when you saw Mark’s post. 

“It was a long time ago. I had a dream that I had seen you walking away from a crowded place. I tried talking to you, but you couldn’t hear me. I wondered if you were real or just someone I had imagined.” You couldn’t believe what he had told you. 

“Yuta,” You removed yourself from his arms, sitting upright in the bed and facing him. “That was when I was first discovering my powers. I used to have that dream every night for weeks.” It had all hit you at once; the figure you wanted to talk to was who you were pulled to. “I remember seeing you too and thinking you weren’t real either.” You chuckled. “You were able to see me? I only saw your shadowy figure.” 

He nodded. “Sort of. You were fuzzy and I wasn’t able to make out your features. All I could see was your body and minor details.” He sat for a minute, trying to remember more of what he could see. “It’s funny, when I would feel you at night, you felt the same as you did in the dream, but I thought I was making it up in my head since I just wanted to know who you were.” 

You giggled and snuggled back into his arms. “Now you have me,” 

He moved both your bodies so that he was now on top of you, leaning down to plant a kiss on your lips. “I never want to let you go.” 

You smiled and you felt yourself getting lost in your shared kiss. Yuta’s lips felt like they were made for yours; you wanted to kiss him all the time. And luckily, you can. Yuta felt just as strongly for you as you did. 

Your legs had wrapped around his waist, keeping him close to you. Now that you had the literal man of your dreams, you wanted to be with him as much as possible. He was even more than you ever could’ve hoped for. You wanted to thank the universe for your fate with this amazing man. 

Yuta’s lips had moved from your lips, down to your neck. He left little butterfly kisses on your skin and you moaned softly from the feeling. You squirmed a little underneath him, making him chuckle at how cute he thought you were. The more he was with you, the more he was falling for you. Even if falling for you was predetermined, he loved finding out more about you. 

Yuta’s hands were moving along your body, touching and grabbing every part of you. You instantly felt hot when Yuta had taken off the shirt of his that you were wearing. His fingers dancing along your body, making your back arch. He had pulled his lips away from your neck so that he could properly look at you, his beautiful witch. Your chest was fully exposed to him and he looked your body up and down, taking in your body. 

You eyed Yuta, waiting to see what he would do next. He removed his shirt and you smiled seeing his body. Even though you had spent practically every second with each other, this was the first time the two of you were intimate. There had been times when you two would come close, but it never felt quite right. Until right now. 

Yuta wasted no time, he was back on top of you, kissing your lips and back to your neck. Your arms were on his broad shoulders as his lips went lower and lower down your body. His tongue was on your of your nipples, stimulating you and you could feel an instant reaction. You moaned softly as he suckled on your nipple, hardening it while his hand was on your other nipple. He tweaked it between his fingers. 

“Yuta..” you trailed when he kissed down your chest, your stomach and right above your panties. You could feel yourself getting wet as he continued his teasing kisses. He kissed your inner thighs, inching closer and closer to where you ached for him. 

His finger teased your clit through your panties and your breathing hitched. He felt how wet you had become and he looked up at you and smiled. His smile was so sweet that you almost felt dizzy from the contrast of what was happening. He kissed your center through your panties and you shivered. As bad as you wanted to feel his tongue on you, you also wanted to feel him. 

Yuta could sense you eagerness for him, so he pulled away from you and slowly pulled your panties down your legs. He took in your body, wanting to remember you like this forever. “You’re so beautiful,” he whispered to you before his fingers were on your clit, rubbing it in small circles. Your breathing became heavy and he enjoyed seeing you begin to fall apart. You were just getting started and you were already like this. 

Yuta slowly inserted his finger inside you, and your toes curled at the new feeling. You haven’t even had Yuta’s dick inside you yet and you were already losing it under him. He moved it ever so slowly, exploring your inner walls. He had his other hand on your leg, holding it down so that you wouldn’t close your legs. Yuta was getting a little too much pleasure watching how you writhed underneath him when he added a second finger. 

“Yuta,” you whined and when he curled his fingers and hitting your spot perfectly. He leaned back down to kiss your lips as he fucked you with his fingers. His touch was so soft, but it was rough enough that you were an absolute mess. You clenched around his fingers so he removed them from you. He wanted to see you come, but it had to be when he was inside you. He wanted to make love to you now that he had you in his bed. 

Yuta gave you another soft kiss before he pulled away and started to take the rest of his clothing off. You had seen him without a shirt before when you would dream of him, but now you were going to see all of him and you couldn’t wait. It felt like an eternity waiting for him to be naked. When he finally was, you gasped at the gorgeous man in front of you that was all yours.

Just as you expected - his body was beautiful. His broad chest, slim waist and the tattoos that adorned his skin. You smiled at your handsome warlock, and you couldn’t wait to feel every inch of him. He had taken his pants and boxers off and now he was completely bare to you. You felt your heart flutter and you were getting more and more impatient as you looked at him in his entirety. He was everything you could want in a man and more. 

He crawled back on the bed and settled himself between your legs again. He felt so comfortable being close to you like this; he wanted to savor this moment as long as he could. He went back to kissing you; he couldn’t get enough of your lips and how they melted into his own. He just wanted to kiss you over and over, but he was getting just as impatient as you were; especially after seeing you underneath him like this. 

You felt his tip at your entrance and you bit your lip to hold back a moan. “I want to hear you,” he said before he took his hard cock in his hand and teased you with it. You wrapped your legs around his slim waist, moving him closer to you. Yuta smirked, loving how your legs felt around him. He never wanted to leave from between your legs. 

“Fuck, Yuta!” You moaned when you felt his tip rub against your clit. You moved your hips and you moaned again at the feeling. Yuta had continued to tease you, making you almost lose your mind. You were getting antsy and you just wanted to feel him inside you - you’d waited long enough for him. “Please, I need to feel you,” you begged. 

Something clicked in Yuta at your pleas, so he stopped what he was doing. He leaned down to kiss you one more time before you felt him slowly thrust inside you. You both moaned when you two were finally connected to each other. Yuta looked at you with so much love and you felt so warm and at ease with him. He loved how you felt around him and he wanted to stay connected to you like this for as long as he could. 

Yuta began to move his hips slowly, enjoying every second that he was with you like this. He had been so happy to have you that he was in slight disbelief it was actually happening. He finally had the witch he had been waiting for and he wanted you to feel as good as possible. He loved hearing your moans and feeling how your body reacted to his. 

You had one hand in his long black hair and another around his shoulder, holding him close to you. His lips were on your neck, giving you kisses as he moved inside you. You reveled in the way he fit inside you and you loved how he stretched you out. You two were made for each other’s bodies and you couldn’t control the noises that were coming out of you. 

The pleasure that Yuta was giving you just from his small motions was driving you crazy. After meeting him, you had heard that the sex with someone you were pulled to felt completely different than if it were with anyone else. His delicate kisses were making your skin hot and you held on to him tighter. Your hand that was in his hair moved down to his shoulder so that he was as close to you as possible. 

Yuta began to quicken his hips and you felt your breath hitch at his new pace. You had interlocked your ankles and he was now trapped between your legs. He groaned and the deep sound went straight to your core. You could feel every inch and ridge of his cock as he fucked you deeply. Every passing second he was inside you felt like the best moments of your life. There really was nothing like being with you the one you were fated to be with. 

Yuta felt you tighten around him, so he angled his hips to find your spot. Which he did and you were a moaning mess under him. Every little noise you made, every way that your body moved was enough to make Yuta become addicted to you.

Based on how frequent your moans were, Yuta could tell you were close to your orgasm. He sped up his thrusts once more since he was getting just as close as you were. He moved his hand and began to rub your clit in time with his hips. You screamed his name at the extra stimulation and you knew you weren’t going to last much longer. “Yuta I’m-” 

“Me too. Come for me, my love,” he said, his soft voice breaking as he focused on your pleasure. He wanted nothing more than for you to be satisfied, and that you were. He leaned down to kiss you again, and that was what did it for you. His delicious lips on yours had triggered your orgasm and you pulled away to moan his name again. 

Once Yuta felt you come around him, he couldn’t stop himself and his own orgasm had come. His hips stilled as he came deep inside you; you absolutely loved how it felt when his cum had coated your inner walls. Yuta’s eyes were on yours as he smiled at you, “I love you,” he whispered before he slowly pulled out of you, but you tightened your legs around him, wanting him to stay inside you a bit longer. 

He couldn’t hold himself up any longer, so he was laying on top of you. You loved feeling a bit of his weight on you and being close to him like this. You turned your head to face him and he gave you another loving kiss. He just couldn’t get enough of your lips. “I’m so in love with you,” he said as he began to catch his breath. 

You felt your heart skip a beat at his sweet words. “I love you so much, Yuta,” you responded. His lips were back on yours and you melted into his kiss. He began to soften inside you, so he pulled out, making you whimper at the loss of him. But none of that mattered, he was still holding you in his arms, giving you all the love you’d been waiting for. 

Your foreheads were touching and you had your eyes closed, taking in the moment with the man you belonged to and who belonged to you.

[worldstarz]

(PERSONA 3 SPOILERS)

a private talk with shinjiro in your room on october 4th

pairing: shinjiro aragaki x gn!reader (sees member)

summary: a recording from your room on the morning of october 4th. shinjiro asked to talk to you privately in your room, but he strays off his original plan.

tags: fluff ; kinda suggestive ending ; cringe. ; slight angst ; not proofread ; clearly inspired off of p3p

notes: this is the cringiest thing i’ve ever made but i need him so bad i am shaking at the bars of my enclosure

continues under the cut!!

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october 4th - [name]’s room.

the tape begins in your room.

it must be morning, suggested by the sunlight streaming through the windows. you walk into frame, the light hitting you just right to give you a heavenly glow.

shinjiro’s words are caught in his throat. he looks a bit awkward and stiff, as he was the one to ask to go to your room to talk privately.

“you’ve never asked to come in before!” you grin, your excitement showing in your voice. “sorry, my room’s a bit of a mess. did you want to sit dow-“

before you could even finish your sentence, shinjiro suddenly embraces you, one arm around your waist and the other across your shoulders, the subtle smell of sandalwood enveloping your senses. did he put on cologne?

after recovering from the initial shock, you reciprocate the hug, wrapping your arms around him. you can feel the intensity of his heartbeat through his umber-colored turtleneck.

he pulls away, bashfully averting his gaze. “shit, what am i doing-“

he begins to step back, but you grab onto his arm.

“[name]-?” he stammers, and after a brief moment of hesitation, you pull him into a kiss. shinjiro’s body takes over as he deepens the kiss, his desire evident.

pulling back for air, he finally meets your gaze. his face is red, and he breathes out slowly. “i-i ain’t a nice guy, [name]. i’ll leave.”

as he begins to pull away once more, your grip around him tightens. “don’t leave, please. i don’t mind. i don’t care what kind of guy you are or how you treat me. i just… i want you, shinjiro. do you get what i’m saying?”

shinjiro realizes he isn’t winning this battle. your weapon is your pleading eyes, reciprocating his longing and desperation, and it is his biggest weakness. once again, he embraces you tighter, as both a countermeasure against your eyes and a response to your pleas. “dammit, don’t say that kind of stuff,” he mutters, surrendering to your touch. “you’re making this harder than it needs to be.”

he lifts his head to look at you once again, savoring in every detail, every little feature of your face. if you knew any better, you would’ve thought he was treasuring you for the last time.

but, you don’t.

his rough hand cups your face, and you lean into his touch. his breath hitches, as he quietly says, “last chance to let me leave. don’t say i didn’t warn you.”

you grab the collar of his turtleneck, pulling him in to meet your lips once more.

he breaks away with a slight smile. “…you moron.” clearly, he doesn’t mean it.

there’s a subtle switch in his demeanor that only you could pick up on. well, it’s not like there was anyone else around to notice.

for today, he would allow himself to be a little selfish.

in response, your hands slide down from his collar to his hands, making sure to brush over his clothed chest on the way. while you’re not sure where you got this rush of confidence from, you know neither of you would be expecting any answers from the millions of questions running through your minds.

intertwining your fingers with his, you back up, leading him to your bed. as you lay down, he positions himself above you, your interlocked hands on both sides of your head. you stare up at his slightly dumbfounded expression with a smirk, and he feels himself falling in love all over again.

pulling himself together, he softly smiles down at you. with just that simple expression, you melt, becoming shy once more and looking away.

he takes your moment of weakness to tease you, letting go of your hand to hold your chin to face him once more. “where did that confidence go?”

embarrassed, your eyebrows furrow as you mutter, “shut up.”

he chuckles softly, giving you a kiss on your forehead. “just so we’re clear,” he says, his voice low and barely above a whisper, “i ain’t holding back anymore.”

the tape ends.

part 2 :)

[thegnomelord]

Okay so my brainrot is going full steam and I'm doing a smut fic for THIS beautifully art piece of trans Gaz looking like a love god, tell me if ya'll want any other kinks to be added

[exalt1ora]

richie lipschitz would watch my little pony with me richie lipschitz would watch my little pony with me richie lipschitz would watch my little pony with me-

[mvngo-muffin]

look so perfect

your eyes fluttered open softly, the early morning sun peeking in through the curtains and warming your cheeks as you squinted, not able to adjust to the light yet.

you turned around to be faced with your sound asleep boyfriend, his eyebrows slightly furrowed as his chest rose and fell. his toned arm was tightly wrapped around your waist and at your movement, he snuggled his face further into your neck.

you smiled at jay's sleepy demeanor, happy to have him beside you; what better way was there to wake up?

you brought a hand to his dark, slightly disheveled hair, stroking it lightly as he dozed away. his breath fanned your neck and you felt vibrations as he hummed lightly from your touches. you moved your fingers to his neck, gingerly tracing his birthmark.

"what're you doing?" jay sleepily mumbled against you, stirring a bit. "it tickles."

you smiled softly. "i can't help it, you just look so perfect."

you felt jay smile at your comment, humming in satisfaction. "keep doing it then."

you laughed. "baby, i have to go. i have things to do."

he groaned, moving away from your neck to look into your eyes, his gorgeous irises ordering your heart to beat faster.

"just two more minutes, come on." he pulled you even closer to him. "two minutes never hurt anyone."

you raised an eyebrow, trying to loosen his grip on your waist. "i dunno jay, my professor's pretty strict-"

he pressed a kiss on your lips to shush you, and you smiled, well aware of his antics, yet they worked every time.

jay pulled away, his lips jutting out just a bit. "come on. i'll make it up to you if your professor gets mad, okay?"

you paused in thought before sighing, snuggling into his chest, his cotton t-shirt soft on your skin. "you promise?"

jay smiled and pecked the top of your head.

"promise."

[luffypeach]

MY MAN 😭

[midnight-m4ss]

I need him biblically.

I'm working on some Hamish character scenepacks, including Father Paul. I have the first three episodes done I think but there's so damn much to go through lol.

[boysnberryfan]

billy joel posting cause someone needs to do it!!!

[presleysgirl6]

Elvis photographed by Alfred Wertheimer in 1956 on the train to Virginia.

He is absolutely breathtaking. And his smile? My heart🥹🌼💛💖

[celientjeee]

Happy Lando is my favorite Lando 🧡