#International Day of Families card

[royalchildreneurope]

Prince Albert II of Monaco, Princess Charlène of Monaco, Prince Jacques of Monaco and Princess Gabriella of Monaco attend a sporting demonstration of Paieda, a Monegasque martial art, as they support the White Card campaign organised by Peace and Sport on the occasion of the international day of sport for development and peace, in Monaco -April 6th 2024.

📷 : Charly Gallo/Palais Princier de Monaco.

[rismadpermadi]

Title: Two faces of graceful women with short hair from the same ethnic poster. Flat design. Floral background. Patterns of women's empowerment movements. International women's day vector graphic.

[jina1028]

Beautiful nuisance

Sunghoon x fem!reader

Word count: 11k

Part 2 -> Monday coffee (Park Jisung x fem!reader)

Categories: enemies/rivals to lovers, lowkey possessive Hoon, alcohol consumption (no one gets drunk), dom!Sunghoon, sub!reader, CEO Lee Heeseung, mentions of men being shitty to women, smut (duh), handjob, blowjob, kissing, marking, thigh riding, finger sucking, fingering, cunnilingus, penetrative sex, mirror sex, creampie, barely there anal play (no actual penetration), overstimulation, multiple orgasms, praising, both are whipped, mentions of aftercare, let me know if I missed anything

As always 🔞 MDNI 🔞

A.N. this is my first Sunghoon smut, let me know what you think! English is not my first language, so feel free to correct my spelling and grammar, or suggest anything to make everything sound more natural!

Enjoy 💕

~♡~

In your life there were a few things you could say you were proud of: a nice apartment in one of the wealthy areas of your city, the way you managed yourself between family, friends, self care and career, and indeed your job which you worked and studied hard for years to obtain.

You managed to obtain the important position of commercial manager for one of the most renowned international cosmetic brands. You were really proud of the position you worked hard to reach, and your name even began to gain fame and attention between the rival brands, you had the ability to attract many new clients and offer the most interesting contracts.

You were one of the best in your area.

The other commercial manager who was one of the best was Park Sunghoon.

You initially didn't think much of it, sure he was good at his job, but nothing to be afraid of. Then he started to snatch your potential clients from under your nose.

Park Sunghoon was annoying. He acted cool around men, and he turned into prince charming around women in order to obtain what he wanted.

He was annoying. And handsome.

And the fact that he was handsome was annoying itself because you were afraid it would affect the hate you had for him and his stupid charming eyes, his perfect lips always curving into stupid smiles whenever he was about to steal your potential clients, whenever you had the misfortune to be around him, whenever there was some kind of event in which you tried to do your job and promote your brand to stipulate new contracts.

These next few days were about to be the same old story. Your company sent you to an overseas convention to do just that: find new clients.

And Park Sunghoon was going to be there too.

Your mission started awfully from the airport: Sunghoon had to take the same flight, he spotted you sitting in the waiting area next to your gate and approached you, plopping down beside you with a slight huff.

"Y/N, I thought it was you, I was not mistaken! It's nice to see you again."

"Mr. Park..." you acknowledged him with a nod, your eyes barely lifting from your phone to make the shortest possible eye contact.

He acted taken aback by your coldness "Oh, should I address you with your last name too? Sorry, I thought we were a bit more than acquaintances by now, my bad..."

You didn't reply and turned your attention back to your phone, Sunghoon dropped his attempt at making small talk and just sat there in silence, eventually taking his phone from his leather jacket to pass the time, glancing at you now and then.

Finally the gate opened and you proceeded to board the plane avoiding Sunghoon, just wanting to put some distance between the two of you. You wanted to keep your contempt for him intact, not risking letting his stupid handsome face play tricks on you and letting your guard down. He was your rival and you planned to play all your cards to beat him at his game.

Whatever it takes, I'll win this time.

You sat in your seat and sighed, fixing your purse and getting comfortable, glancing at the passenger about to sit next to you. You had to make a double take, fixing your eyes on Sunghoon, him once again.

He sent you a small tight lipped smile, at which you diverted your gaze to look outside the window, stifling an annoyed groan.

Despite Sunghoon's attempt at being polite during the flight, you tried your best to ignore his presence and proximity, stiffening every time your arms or legs would come in touch, tension rising more and more. At some point you could swear Sunghoon was so tense next to you he stopped breathing for a while, you weren't sure if it was because of the slight turbulence or because of your own tension getting to him.

Eventually he must've been so tired that he fell asleep, his head slightly slipping on the headrest towards you, startling you, ready to tell him to move, until you noticed his eyes were closed and his lips agape, breathing softly.

You couldn't help but awe at his beauty, his long dark lashes fanning on his cheekbones, his plump pink lips parted, his pretty nose with that cute mark on the side and his thick eyebrows furrowing now and then when his dreams would be disturbed by some noise or by a turbulence.

You found your own cheeks warming up, realizing you were staring, eventually diverting your eyes at his signs of waking up, mentally slapping yourself for letting your guard down.

Park Sunghoon was a really beautiful nuisance.

He straightened his posture realizing he slid down towards you, clearing his throat and blinking the sleepiness away.

When the plane landed you hurried to go and take a taxi to the hotel where you would stay the next three days and where the convention would take place. You would hear Sunghoon politely call your last name to send you off "See you there!" at which you turned your head towards him waving a hand, deciding that being rude would be no use. It wasn't even in your character to be honest, Park Sunghoon wasn't worthy of you acting differently than your usual self, right?

Wrong. You would see that soon.

The night passed smoothly, you fell asleep as soon as you touched the bed. You couldn't even remember what you dreamt of when you woke up, but you had the feeling of deep brown eyes looking at you in your dream, soft lips on your skin and big, strong hands between your legs, leaving you flustered and with an annoying wet spot on your panties.

Damn, guess I need to get laid, it's been too long.

You had no time to think about your lack of a love or sex life, this morning you had to give your best.

You knew at the convention would be present the CEO in person of an important modeling and acting agency. Getting his attention would mean your company would benefit from working with many famous people and so being able to advertise your products with the faces and charisma of said models and actors, gaining more attention from the general public and selling more.

The fact that the CEO was young and good looking would hopefully make your mission easier. If Park Sunghoon used his beauty and charm to lure new clients towards him, you would try and play his own game this time.

You weren't used to utilizing those kinds of weapons to obtain what you wanted, but this was the most important opportunity in your entire career, you would do all it took.

And with that determination in mind you spotted Lee Heeseung, the famous CEO, in the well illuminated, spacious hall of the convention and approached him sporting the most attractive smile you could muster up, politely greeting him and introducing yourself and your company, asking for him to let you offer a drink and take a bit of his precious time to talk about some interesting offers.

He focused on you and you noticed how elegant and charming he looked, with his soft eyes and bright smile.

"Well, it would be a pleasure to be entertained by the company of a charming woman like you, just let me pay for both our drinks, will you?" Heeseung eyed you up and down, resting his hand behind your shoulder and guiding you to the bar.

Sunghoon watched the scene unfold from afar, furrowing his eyebrows and glaring at the man who was still casually resting his hand on your arm while you explained the plans of your company.

Oh, she doesn't know what she's gotten herself into, does she?

Sunghoon patiently watched as you tried to make Lee Heeseung pay attention, noticing how his eyes would occasionally land on your lips or lower, until he finally decided to approach the two of you.

"Your offers seem really interesting but we'll have to carefully consider all the pros and cons for both of us before I agree to anything... How about we continue this conversation elsewhere? I need a quieter place, let's have dinner in my suite tonight so we don't have to worry about others hearing our conversation."

Were you hearing right? Lee Heeseung inviting you to his suite to have dinner and talk... You weren't that naive, but you wondered if you wanted to take that path in order to obtain his favor.

Your voice caught in your throat as you tried to extricate yourself from this situation, feeling Heeseung's eyes scanning your face in search for a positive reaction.

"Lee Heeseung, am I right?" a deep, charming voice saved you from a panic attack "Park Sunghoon, nice to meet you."

Sunghoon introduced himself and his company, grabbing a stool and placing it between you and Heeseung.

"I'm not interrupting anything, am I? Let's drink something together!" Sunghoon gestured for the bartender to come and he ordered his drink.

Heeseung glared at him but in a blink of an eye he was smiling, shaking Sunghoon's hand and making space for him to sit more comfortably between you two.

His intrusion allowed you to release the breath you were holding and get your gears to start turning properly in your head.

You took a long sip from your drink, making up your mind.

"Mr. Lee" you called for his attention again, "I have to decline tonight, but let me invite you to the spa tomorrow. I've heard about a nice jacuzzi, let's relax together for a bit then we could talk again about my offer, alright?"

"I see..." Heeseung pondered his options for a moment observing you, before clapping his hands together and agreeing to your plan.

You shot a quick glance at Sunghoon, his features stiff, jaw clenched while swallowing a sip from his glass.

You smirked to yourself, whatever Sunghoon's plan was, you apparently managed to ruin it.

You took one last sip from your glass and got up from your stool, excusing yourself.

"Let's meet here at 9 p.m. Goodnight!" you smiled in Heeseung's direction and walked away, missing the way he kept looking at your back as you gradually disappeared in the sea of people.

Sunghoon cleared his throat, and Heeseung shifted his attention to him "do you know her?"

Sunghoon hummed affirmatively.

"Is she... you know... open to different types of negotiation?" Heeseung inquired.

Sunghoon clenched his jaw once again, taking another sip from his glass.

"Not that I know of, I don't think she's the type" he replied coldly.

"Oh, we'll see, you never know... Right?" Heeseung patted Sunghoon's back with a wide smile, earning a little fake chuckle from Sunghoon.

"Just be careful not to get your hopes too high" Sunghoon stood up and excused himself as well, leaving Heeseung to think about what he meant.

The next day you spent most of the morning and early afternoon promoting the new line just launched by your brand and signing a couple of contracts with new clients. You managed to eat a few snacks from the bar, knowing you wouldn't have much time to have a proper dinner.

You noticed Sunghoon casually wandering around your area, occasionally talking to potential clients, and sometimes looking in your direction as if to check on you.

You thought it was just so he kept track of the people you were talking to so he could steal them from you later, but something about his gaze was different than usual.

Sunghoon would usually look at you with smug eyes, smirking and chuckling to himself. But right now his eyes were dark, almost frowning and his lips curved downwards, slightly pouting. He would keep eye contact, eventually making you flustered and look away from his deep eyes.

What's wrong with him...

As you walked to the elevators, going to your room to get ready for the spa, Sunghoon approached you, expression unreadable, leaning in to murmur in your ear "Be careful with Lee Heeseung."

You stiffened at his closeness and his enigmatic words, but as soon as those words left his lips he withdrew, people approaching to take the elevator with you. And like that you missed the chance to get a proper explanation from Sunghoon. You told yourself that he was just trying to play his tricks on you, in order to make you lose the opportunity with Lee Heeseung and take advantage of the situation. But something was off with Sunghoon, he looked too serious for it to be a bluff, you were starting to doubt everything at this point.

When you got back downstairs, you found Heeseung waiting for you at the bar, this time dressed more casually. He greeted you with a pretty smile, getting up to follow you to the spa where you reserved the jacuzzi the previous day, then going separate ways to the changing rooms.

You checked yourself in the mirror, wondering if you were daring too much, stripping yourself in a skimpy bikini, isolating yourself in a small jacuzzi with a man you barely knew, who looked like he was waiting for the perfect opportunity to have you for himself, and possibly drinking some alcohol in the meantime.

But that's what you planned once you made up your mind after your first encounter with Heeseung, to obtain his favor with the help of some alcohol and the promise of sex, right? After all you were adult and single, so why not use sex as a way to reach your goals once in a while? That didn't mean you were actually having sex after all, what if you just used it as bait to lure horny men into signing a few contracts?

You wrapped your hips in a towel before exiting the changing rooms, scanning the area and spotting Heeseung already sitting in the hot tub in a corner of the large pool area. The small tub was kind of isolated, hidden from most eyes by some plants and foliage, the lights in that corner were a bit dim, making it look more private and somewhat sensual.

You approached the hot tub, noticing how Heeseung's eyes traveled up and down your body, a small smirk creeping up on his lips.

You felt an uneasy sensation in your guts but decided to shake it away, you wouldn't cower back from your plan right now, so you finally sank in the hot bubbly water in front of Heeseung, letting the temperature relax your stiff muscles.

Heeseung wasted no time and scooted closer to you "it's so nice here, at this hour there's barely anyone around, we can relax undisturbed..." He spread his arms and legs, grazing your own, resting his head on the edge of the tub, turning to look at you from under his lashes.

"Yeah and look at the view, what floor is this, like 25th? Look at the city lights!", you were genuinely amazed, the proximity of the hot tub to one of the large glass panels provided a great view of the city underneath you.

Heeseung glanced outside for a moment "It's beautiful... But honestly I'm more interested in you", he grazed his fingers on your thigh under the hot water, shortening the distance between your faces, lowering his voice "I bet you have a lot to offer, I'm really curious."

Your breath caught in your throat and you instinctively stiffened and closed your legs before his hand could travel further up your thighs. Your plan was threatening to get out of your control.

Heeseung noticed your reluctance, an annoyed sigh slipping out his nose, lips tight, but he quickly turned his lips into a gentle smile "what if I go and grab something to drink, I think you need to loosen up a bit."

He got up without waiting for you to agree and climbed out of the hot tub, reaching for his room card in his bag.

You called for him to wait, getting up and taking your card from your own bag "wait, put it on my room, you paid last time!", Heeseung declined with a smile and left you to go to the bar on the floor below.

You just put your room card beside your bag next to the tub and sank back down, trying to clear up your mind. You didn't really want to sell your body, you just wanted to seduce Heeseung in order for him to let his guard down and agree to your business offer. But he seemed adamant in not signing anything before getting between your legs. You couldn't see a way out of this without your company losing one of the best opportunities that ever happened to it, or you letting Heeseung do whatever he wanted to you.

The sound of footsteps brought your thoughts back to the present, making you lift your eyes on a tall figure approaching.

"Sunghoon, what are you doing here?" surprise and annoyance both transpiring from your voice.

"Hello to you, Y/N", he greeted you in response, "just wanted to see for myself if the jacuzzi up here is as nice as they say."

He stripped out of his bathrobe, placing it next to your bag, while you couldn't help but stare at his toned back and shoulders hoping he wouldn't notice. You diverted your eyes just in time as he turned to climb up the stairs and into the hot water of the tub, sitting in front of you.

"Heeseung will be here soon, what do you really want? Are you trying to make him hate me by hanging out with me every time we try to be alone? I think he's gonna hate you more though, he's not gonna sign with you..." you spat out, tired of Sunghoon's antics.

He just shrugged, resting his elbows on the edge of the tub, a plain expression on his face "I don't care."

"What?" you scoffed.

"I don't care, I have something else on my mind right now."

You were about to inquire more about it but you saw Heeseung approaching from the corner of your eye. He paused for a moment when he saw Sunghoon, who waved greeting him with a wide smile, fangs on display "Heeseung! We can talk casually, right? Sorry for intruding, I like to swim at night so I came here and noticed Y/N. She seemed lonely so I joined her..."

Heeseung kept his composure and handed your drink to you, keeping one for himself and taking a sip "if I knew you would've joined us I would've bought one more drink for you... Here, take my card and go grab something, it's on me."

"Oh I can pay for myself, thanks. I'll be right back..." Sunghoon started getting up but you pushed a hand on his shoulder, taking him by surprise and making him sink back down.

"You know what, I need to stretch my legs a bit, just give me your card and I'll get your drink for you", you smiled stiffly, just wanting to escape from both men even just for a few minutes.

Sunghoon quirked an eyebrow, eventually taking his room card from his bathrobe "a gin-tonic, I like it sweet. Thanks" he locked his eyes with yours, handing you his card.

You quickly took it from between his joined index and middle fingers and scurried away from both men, adjusting your towel around your torso to make yourself presentable enough for the bar downstairs.

As soon as you exited the pool area Heeseung dropped his smile, sitting opposite Sunghoon.

"What are you doing? Why do you keep intruding? Do you just want me to sign with your company? Or is it because of her?"

Sunghoon looked at Heeseung coldly "I just don't want her to hurt herself, she's my best rival and I don't want to lose her like this. I just want her to regain her reason before she does something she'll regret later."

Heeseung scoffed "what are you, her dad? She's an adult woman and she can decide for herself."

Wait, he's got a point... Am I being... Selfish? Am I lying to myself about the reason?

"Yeah she can, but I know how you treat women and she doesn't..."

"Watch your mouth" Heeseung glared at the man in front of him, "you don't want to accuse me of things you don't even know..."

Sunghoon brought up his hands in mock defeat "I'm just informing you of the rumors about you, I just wouldn't engage with you if I were Y/N."

"Whatever the rumors are about me, they're false."

Sunghoon interrupted him, bringing up a hand "I don't know if they're true or false, I just want you to stay away from Y/N, the reason is not important.”

Heeseung chuckled, sipping from his glass "straightforward, are we... Why should I care about what you want?"

Sunghoon gathered all his courage, knowing he could risk it all against a powerful man like Lee Heeseung, CEO of one of the most rich and influential modeling and acting agencies.

"I don't know, said rumors could start spreading around... What if they reach the wrong ears?" Sunghoon noticed the bitter expression on Heeseung's face and added "look, I don't really know the truth, but I'd like to keep my friend safe, so the least I could do is warn her."

He firmly kept eye contact despite Heeseung's menacing stare. Just when Sunghoon felt a shiver run down his spine, despite the hot temperature of the water, the automatic doors slid open and you unknowingly came to his rescue with his drink in hand, easing a bit of his tension.

You reached the hot tub "thanks, Y/N" Sunghoon grazed your fingers while taking his drink and room card, tossing it next to his bathrobe.

"No problem" you climbed back into the tub, feeling two pairs of eyes on you, not to mention the tension you could cut with a knife.

Something happened while I was gone.

You sat down, grabbing the drink you left unattended and finally taking a few sips, switching your eyes between the two men in front of you.

You suddenly felt extremely conscious of the situation you were in: half naked, with two equally naked, attractive men, sipping alcohol, in a very hot, very tight tub. The tension between these two men was palpable, even if you weren't fully aware of the reason why, but maybe your lack of sexual life, maybe the temperature, maybe the alcohol or everything together made you hot and bothered.

You felt blood rushing to your face and ears and pressed your thighs together trying to relieve some tension, obtaining the opposite result. You caught yourself staring at Sunghoon's broad shoulders, your bottom lip between your teeth, just in time before he turned your attention to you "how about we listen to some music, I feel like it's suddenly too quiet" he chuckled, taking his phone and opening a random playlist on shuffle, soon the notes of a song you recognized as 505 by Arctic Monkeys starting to play.

You closed your eyes, listening to the guitar and the lyrics, sipping your drink, and your feet started tapping to the rhythm without you noticing.

You found yourself slightly swaying to the music, your mind randomly going back to Sunghoon, showing you flashbacks of the moment he slid out of his bathrobe, the way his muscles flexed while he lowered himself in the warm water, the way his shorts clung to his toned body when he got up to give you his card, the damp strands of hair falling on his thick eyebrows on one side, showing his forehead, his deep eyes and plump lips, curving into a smile and revealing his teeth and cute fangs...

Then Sunghoon accidentally brushed his foot on yours, making you yelp in surprise, startling the two men.

"Sorry, did I hurt y-"

"I gotta go!" you interrupted Sunghoon's apology, shooting up from your seat, hoping the music masked the low moan that escaped your lips just before the little incident.

You quickly made your way out of the hot tub, grabbing your towel, bag and room card before fleeing to the changing room.

You took the quickest shower you ever took, barely dried yourself up, getting dressed in a minute and almost running to the elevator, hastily pressing your floor number.

When the doors opened to your floor you hurriedly walked to your room and held your card against the lock, wanting nothing more than to go to bed and erase your inappropriate thoughts about Sunghoon.

Though your door didn't unlock.

You tried and tried again to no avail, blowing your cheeks out, already thinking of going to the reception and asking for help.

You were trying one last time, failing yet again and throwing a kick at the door, when you heard footsteps turning around the corner in your direction. When you turned around you were met with the sight of Sunghoon walking straight to you, his damp unstyled hair falling on his eyebrows, dressed in simple gray jeans and a black graphic tee. You barely recognized him, as you were used to his more elegant work outfits. Your dumbstruck expression tugged an amused smirk on his lips.

"What are you doing out here in the hallway kicking that poor door?"

"W-what are you doing here?"

"Came to the rescue" Sunghoon winked at you, closing the distance between your bodies. You leaned against the door, looking up at him, heat creeping up to your cheeks because of the close proximity.

Sunghoon lightly rested his hand on the middle of your back, barely touching you, yet the feeling of his fingers hovering on your clothed skin made you arch your back, allowing him to slip his other hand behind you, unlocking the door with your badge.

“You're lucky these cards have the room number on it, or you would've slept outside if I couldn't find you.” Sunghoon teased you.

You regained a bit of your composure and slid your hands behind your back to pull the door handle, still facing Sunghoon, the gesture creating contact, your chest slightly pressing into his in order for you to make room for your arms behind you. 

"Thanks..." your voice came out feeble.

"Anytime..."

You pushed the door and started walking backwards into your room, dropping your bag on the floor, silently hoping for him to follow you inside.

Sunghoon chased the warmth of your body as you did so, but stopped on the doorway leaning against it, sighing as he restrained himself, not wanting to invade the privacy of your room without permission.

You took note of this gesture, he may seem smug and annoying because of your rivalry, but right now your heart throbbed at how sweet you thought he was, holding back waiting for your invite, almost gentlemanly.

"You wanna come?"

Sunghoon's eyes sparkled and widened in surprise, yet he found himself stepping inside your room and closing the door behind him without a second thought, dropping his own bag next to yours.

Suddenly you felt shy, you weren't used to this kind of situation, inviting a man in your room, let alone your annoying (and oh so handsome) rival Park Sunghoon. What if he thought you were easy? What if he was gonna use this situation against you in the future?

"Y/N", Sunghoon's voice calling your name brought you back to the present "I have a confession."

He what now?

You listened carefully, not sure about the direction this encounter was taking.

"I admire you.”

You held your breath.

“This may sound strange but as a woman it must be difficult for you to be this successful. Don't get me wrong, I don't think men are better than women, at all! I mean in this world it's difficult for women to be respected and valued, so I think you're really strong and smart for not letting anyone get in your way. That's why I admire you."

Hearing those words made you feel a pang of guilt, you were about to throw away your work ethic for Lee Heeseung, and the possibility of losing Sunghoon's respect strangely hurt more than you expected. Losing his respect would automatically mean losing as a rival, and that was the last thing you wanted.

You sat on the foot of the bed, letting his words sink in, as Sunghoon took a seat on the padded desk chair, spinning it to face you.

"Y/N, look at me" his voice was strong and gentle at the same time, and you did as he requested, meeting his eyes as he rested his forearms on his knees to lower himself to the same eye level.

"I often couldn't beat you even using my charms with women..." he briefly paused. "Just because I tried that way doesn't mean you have to do the same. You don't need it."

You felt your heart throbbing from his words and his intense stare.

"I know what you tried to do with Lee Heeseung. And I tried my best to interfere. Honestly I'm not sure why I did it. Maybe for multiple reasons... I was scared to lose respect for my rival, the one who motivates me to work harder, I was selfish..."

Sunghoon lowered his gaze, then continued "I've also heard rumors about how Lee Heeseung treats women, he blackmailed many of them, some lost their jobs or maybe worse..."

You swallowed the lump that formed in your throat at the thought of having your life ruined like that.

"The third reason why I didn't want you to be with Heeseung is because I like you." he lifted his gaze to look deep into your eyes and you felt like you couldn't escape the fire deep inside of his dark ones.

"I want you to be mine, no one else's."

You shifted on the bed, biting your lower lip, Sunghoon's intense eyes fixating on your mouth as he got up from the chair. He reached for your cheek, stroking it with his thumb.

You stayed silent once again, so affected by his words and presence that you seemed like you lost your voice.

"That's all I wanted to tell you... See you tomorrow, Y/N..."

You panicked, already missing his touch on your skin "Wait!" you almost shouted.

Sunghoon halted while straightening himself as you continued "stay a little bit..."

You felt blood rushing to your face at your own words, you'd never been so straightforward in such a situation, Sunghoon was really capable of making you act like a different person.

He hesitated, biting his own lips, unsure of how to refuse your invite "we both drank alcohol, don't make me stay... I don't think I'll be able to hold back for long..."

His words only made you want him more "I'm fine, I barely drank half of my glass... Don't you wanna hear what I have to say?" you insisted.

Sunghoon sighed, a hand flying to his forehead to stroke his dark locks back, only for them to fall back into place on his forehead.

"Please..." you begged.

He sat back down on the chair in front of you.

"Alright…" he furrowed his brows deep in thought as he watched your expression go from troubled to relieved, excited?

Looking back to the past, he always had the feeling there was sexual tension between the two of you, but neither ever acted on it, your rivalry prevailing in your "relationship". But now you seemed to be warming up, maybe his words softened your heart. Or maybe your heart was always warm and soft and you just decided to let him in now.

Either way Sunghoon wanted to see how far you would go now that your true feelings started showing, but he didn't want to push you and scare you back away.

He leaned back on the chair and spread his legs, observing you and waiting for your next move.

You looked at him with warm cheeks, fidgeting with your hands on your lap, unsure of what you really wanted to say.

"Thank you for your support... I don't know what got into me wanting to try and let someone use me like that, just to obtain his favor. It wasn't my smartest move... I guess I was lucky you were always obnoxiously lurking around me all the time these days" you chuckled, thinking about the way you found his intrusions annoying, while the truth was that he held you back from doing something deeply regrettable.

"Yeah, sorry about that, I think you started hating me a little more these days." Sunghoon's comment was lighthearted but hid a bit of a concern underneath.

"Nah... I still hate you a normal amount" you replied, making him arch his eyebrows in surprise at your response.

You giggled at his expression, "to be honest I never hated you, I just pretended and convinced myself 'cause I knew I would fall for you if I let my guard down... Couldn't risk that and let you win so easily. That would destroy my pride.”

Sunghoon listened carefully, a question popping in his mind at your words "And now? Will you let your guard down?"

"Now I wanna let you do whatever you want, just for tonight", you were tired of acting like you weren't attracted to him, you deceived yourself for too long.

"Whatever I want?" Sunghoon let out a short chuckle, licking and biting his lower lip as he thought about what that meant.

"Hmm, there's so many things I fantasized about thinking about you, what do I do..." he hummed to himself, almost whining at his own uncertainty, pondering the many possibilities.

You stayed silent, wondering if Sunghoon ever touched himself thinking of you and how he would look doing so.

You looked at his torn expression trying to make up his mind, admiring his harmonious features, when he finally looked up at you with resolution in his eyes.

He leaned back on the chair and patted his thigh with one of his big hands "come and sit here" his voice firm and demanding, dark, penetrating eyes diving into yours.

You quickly obeyed and got up from the bed, making your way in front of Sunghoon as he spread his legs and reached his hands on your hips, guiding you to straddle his right thigh as you lowered yourself on it, your gray pleated skirt riding up your thighs in the process.

The warmth of his firm hands seeped through your clothes, and as soon as you sat on his thigh you slightly hissed at the warmth and pressure, your hands timidly reaching for his shoulders in search of support. You lodged your right knee right against his groin as you fixed your position, earning a barely audible groan from Sunghoon, who helped you sit comfortably, placing a hand behind your left knee and positioning it on the chair beside him, luckily wide enough for you to not be awkward.

He kept a hand on your hip and brought the other up to your nape, pulling your face towards his, stopping just in time to leave a small gap between your lips.

"This is what I want" his voice barely anything more than a whisper, his warm breath fanning on your lips, luring you in.

"You sure you want it too?" his soft lips now brushed against yours as he spoke.

You experimentally pressed your crotch down on his thigh, clenching your own thighs around his muscles at the sudden wave of pleasure that sent a shiver down your spine.

"Yes" your answer, even though whispered, was loud and clear to Sunghoon's ears, and that's all he needed to press his hand behind your nape and crush your lips together, hungry, raw and fervent, molding them into each other. He swiped his tongue on your lips, slipping it inside your mouth as you gladly accepted him.

Your hands roamed between his shoulders and neck, eventually finding purchase in his thick hair as the kiss got deeper.

A whimper left your mouth as Sunghoon pressed his thigh up into your clothed cunt.

"Ride it" he punctuated his simple order by grabbing your hips and grinding them on his firm thigh, a stuttered sigh escaping your lips at the feeling of your clit rubbing against his muscles, some juices gathering on your panties, eventually creating a damp spot, growing more and more as you started gyrating your hips on his leg by your own.

"Yeah, like that" Sunghoon encouraged you, gripping your hips with both hands, increasing the force and speed of your movements, occasionally making his thigh jump up hitting your clit.

You soon started panting and whimpering, chasing your high, Sunghoon's thigh providing so much pleasure, yet not enough.

At a particularly hard hit of his thigh on your clit you moaned loudly, at which Sunghoon brought a hand from your hips to your mouth, watching you with lust in his eyes as you parted your lips to take his thumb into your salivating mouth.

"Do you want the whole hotel to hear? I'll need to stuff your mouth somehow" he smirked as a muffled moan vibrated through his thumb, your tongue licking and swirling as you sucked on it, hips rocking back and forth as you kept grinding, your clit swelling and arousal seeping through, creating a damp spot on Sunghoon's jeans.

You kept sucking at his thumb, so nicely and lewdly his mind couldn't help but imagine his dick in place of his finger, how much your pretty lips would stretch and how much you would strain your jaw to accommodate his size.

Sunghoon pressed his thumb down on your tongue as he watched you gradually lose yourself in pleasure, enraptured by the sight in front of him, the wet sensation of your tongue and your delicate moans and whines.

Your eyes started to lose focus as you kept riding his thigh, his left hand pressing you down and leg rocking up into you to help you reach your high.

"Keep going, you're doing so good." Sunghoon's breath hitched as he felt your teeth close on the base of his thumb, not hurting him but taking him by surprise, the effort making you clench your jaw until finally your first orgasm crashed on you, your jaw slacking and allowing Sunghoon to take his thumb back and place both his hands on your tired hips to help you ride it out, until you slumped against his chest, chin on the crook of his neck.

He gently pressed a kiss on your neck "you did so good", he cooed at you, stroking a hand on your back to soothe you as you tried to calm your breathing, your pussy still quivering from your climax.

You nuzzled into his neck, inhaling the body wash on his skin, gently pressing your lips and working your mouth on it licking, sucking and biting your way up to his earlobe, gently nibbling on it, eliciting little gasps and groans from the man below you.

Your hands slowly traveled down his chest, feeling and massaging the muscles on your way down to his abs, finally reaching his belt to unbuckle it, fumbling with the button and zipper of his jeans.

When you managed to tug them down a little and slide your hand on his clothed erection you were so surprised at the feeling of his size, gently squeezing your fingers around what you could reach, stroking along the shaft from base to head above his gray boxers.

Sunghoon involuntarily bucked his hips into your hand as he impatiently grasped your wrist to guide you and stroke himself with your hand. A gasp caught in his throat and you felt his dick twitching under your touch, your eyes traveling down his face and torso to take the sight in, spotting a small wet patch where the imprint of his tip was.

Sunghoon noticed how your hungry eyes focused on his dick even though you couldn't properly see it, smirking at your lustful expression "you wanna taste?", his voice sweet and taunting as he stopped your movements, wrapping his fingers on yours and making you press on his tip, twitching one more time.

You wasted no time, getting up from your straddling position on his thigh, to immediately kneel down between the man's spread legs, helping him tug down his jeans and boxers just enough to finally free his swollen cock.

"So eager..." he chuckled, watching your eyes sparkle at the sight of his girthy, veiny shaft resting on his pelvis.

You marveled, observing the veins that adorned it, so pale, the tip was pink and swollen, a bead of precum just above the slit threatening to roll down the length.

Sunghoon bit his lip as he rested his right hand on your head, caressing it and slightly pushing towards him.

You took the hint and let him push you until your lips were close enough to wrap just under the head, massaging the underside with your tongue and lips, suckling on the flush skin while making eye contact with the man above you, who hissed at your teasing, eyebrows forrowed and lips red and swollen from all the kissing and his own biting.

You caught the beam of precum with your tongue as it rolled down, tasting his essence, manly, slightly salty, so good you wanted more, so you started putting more effort into it in order to milk all the precum he could give you before he actually came.

So you wrapped your lips on the tip, sucking and sinking down on it as much as you could, only to come back up and swirl your tongue around the head and suck again, collecting drop after drop, as you helped yourself with your hand, pumping what your mouth couldn't reach.

Sunghoon just looked for a bit, whispering a few compliments between his hisses and groans, his hand still resting on your head, mindlessly massaging your scalp with his fingertips.

"You're so good at this, baby... Wanna cum in your mouth so bad, keep going like that..."

His dirty words egged you on and you felt more arousal wetting your panties as you tried to take Sunghoon deeper, his tip brushing the back of your throat, eliciting a moan from him and causing his fingers to tighten their grip on your scalp.

Sunghoon couldn't help himself anymore and started bucking his hips into your mouth as he kept you steady with his hand on your head. He really tried to be gentle and not to push too far, but as soon as he accidentally pushed a little further down your throat he lost it, the feeling of your muscles clenching around him as you gagged clouding his mind, eventually ending up face fucking you with little to no mercy, only letting you up occasionally to let you breath through your nose, still keeping his dick in your mouth.

You breathed as much as you could, struggling to maintain eye contact, tears rolling down your cheeks (at least you used waterproof mascara, you mentally thanked yourself), before Sunghoon pushed your head down again, purposefully making you gag on his cock.

"This is all mine" he growled, looking between your teary eyes and his shaft disappearing into your wet mouth, drool and precum dribbling down your chin, which Sunghoon collected with his thumb to push back in your abused mouth along with his dick.

"Gonna come in this pretty mouth, you better swallow everything so we don't make a mess, yeah?" he smirked as your moan of approval came out broken by his relentless thrusting, as you braced yourself digging your manicured nails into his waist.

With one last thrust and a deep groan Sunghoon pushed your head against his pelvis, keeping you in place as your throat convulsed around his throbbing dick, thick white spurts of cum painting your throat as it threatened to escape your mouth because of your gagging.

As he came down from his high he retreated a bit in order to let you breathe, still keeping his dick in your mouth, making sure not a single drop of his cum escaped while you calmed down.

Finally Sunghoon slowly withdrew his dick from your mouth, smearing a bit of cum on your lips with his tip while breathing heavily.

"Swallow" he nodded at you.

The order was simple and you did as he said, feeling his thick cum coating your throat and leaving a tingly sensation on your tongue, which you proudly stuck out for him to see.

He smiled at you, caressing your cheek, wiping a tear away "good girl, you did great".

Sunghoon took your chin between his fingers, lifting your face to kiss you.

You didn't expect his tongue to wipe your cum stained lips clean and enter your mouth, tasting the mix of your saliva and his own release, yet you pressed your thighs together as he did so, pure lust taking the best of you as you tangled your tongue with his and your fingers brushed through the dark hair on his nape.

It felt like Sunghoon had casted a spell on you, making you his, completely at his mercy. He made you feel vulnerable and safe, he was dangerous and tender.

Sunghoon held your waist with his free hand, lifting you up on your feet as he kept kissing you and nibbling at your lips and started walking you backwards until your calves hit the fluffy white covers of the bed.

You fell on the mattress with a slight huff, lifting your gaze on Sunghoon who was now stripping with deliberate slowness as you took the sight in, devouring him with your eyes as soon as he lifted his shirt, stretching his arms above his head in the process of removing it. He tossed it on the floor, feigning annoyance, his eyebrows furrowed "why am I the only one getting naked?"

You wasted no time, grasping the hem of your baby blue shirt and lifting it above your head, exposing your lacey lilac bra, a hum of approval vibrating in Sunghoon's throat "so pretty... I bet you're wearing matching panties, let's see.”

You giggled at the accuracy of his guess, lifting from the bed to slowly shimmy out of your skirt, letting it drop to the floor revealing the matching thin, lacey panties you chose to wear tonight.

"Beautiful" Sunghoon bit his lip as he scanned your almost naked body "too bad you didn't plan to wear it for me" he pouted, slowly approaching you, hooking his index finger under the strap on your shoulder, only to pull and let it slap back on your skin, the sudden sting making you yelp.

"Knowing you planned it for someone else makes me kinda jealous, you know..." he lowered his face in the crook of your neck, inhaling your scent and exhaling his warm breath on your skin, making you shiver.

"You're the one in my room with me, though..." you then lowered your voice, teasing in his ear "it's your cum I swallowed just now, it tasted so good..." you stroked your way down his stomach to his still exposed cock, which you noticed was starting to stiffen again.

"Good point..." Sunghoon traced the lace of your panties with his fingertips, slightly grazing your swollen clit, at which you bucked your crotch into his hand, still sensitive from your orgasm.

He shot you a wicked smile before pushing you again on the bed, quickly getting rid of his jeans and boxers and crawling on top of you as you moved back up the bed to rest your head on the pillow.

Sunghoon trapped you between his arms, sustaining his weight on your head's sides, and he lowered himself between your legs, resting his pelvis on yours, as his lips caressed your jaw, increasing the intensity of his ministrations the more he traveled down your neck.

He found a sensitive spot, making you mewl louder than you expected, and he attacked it, licking, sucking and biting.

"Gonna-" he sucked on that spot "mark-" and sucked again "this-" he nibbled "pretty neck" he bit hard, his pointy fangs almost piercing your skin as a high pitched whimper escaped your mouth.

Sunghoon soothed your skin with his tongue and plush lips "you're mine, yeah?" his face hovered over yours, his nose stroking yours as he grazed your lips with his.

"Yeah, yours... only yours" you exhaled against his lips, fingers caressing his nape.

“Good” he commented before he locked your lips together, his tongue claiming your mouth in a possessive, passionate kiss.

You felt one of his hands going to your breasts, groping and teasing your nipples, sending shivers down your spine as he started grinding his now fully erect shaft onto your clothed cunt.

You tried to match his movements, bracing yourself around his neck for support as you lifted and humped your hips against his crotch, in search of more friction on your throbbing clit.

“Be patient, we're just getting started…” Sunghoon reprimanded your greediness with a light bite on your lower lip.

He locked eyes with you as he lowered himself down and down between your spread legs, the lukewarm air of the room suddenly feeling cold as his heat left your body.

Sunghoon broke eye contact to finally look at your pussy up close, loving the new point of view, as he experimentally glided his index finger on the lace of your panties, pressing on your clit and dragging it down to your hole, then back again dragging it to your sensitive bud. He repeated the slow movements over and over, the fabric bunching up between your lips in the process, more wetness seeping out as Sunghoon used your panties to collect it and spread it up and down between your folds, slightly pressing into your hole, the fabric preventing his digit from slipping in.

Your lewd wet sounds and little moans filled his ears as he was on the verge of losing control, almost hypnotized while he finally pulled your panties to the side to fully reveal your glistening cunt.

As he held the fabric with one hand he reached his fingers between your folds to collect your juices, and as your heart was about to burst from anticipation, Sunghoon slowly pushed a finger inside, watching carefully as your cunt slightly clenched around his digit, unable to stop a groan from escaping his throat at the sight and feeling.

He eased his finger halfway and experimentally twisted and curled it until a loud whimper from you signaled he found the spot he was looking for, so he targeted it mercilessly, pressing and dragging his digit on your most sensitive spot, gradually increasing the speed while thrusting the heel of his hand on your swollen clit.

Your legs started shaking uncontrollably, shockwaves of pleasure coursing through them as you tried not to crush Sunghoon between your thighs, moans and whimpers flowing from your throat until you felt a burning sensation in your lower abdomen, threatening to burst.

“Sunghoon… Sunghoon wait I'm-” you didn't even know what you were trying to warn him about, but it was too late anyway.

Something snapped inside of you and you felt a hot wave overflowing and crashing like a tsunami as you let go and allowed the unbearable pleasure to numb your mind.

Sunghoon gasped and groaned as he slowed down his ministrations “fuck, that was so hot…”, he resurfaced from his position between your legs to hungrily look at your face, making eye contact as you realized what just happened.

You didn't even know you were able to squirt, but the clear liquid wetting Sunghoon's nose, lips and chin confirmed your suspicions about the flood like sensation you felt moments before.

Sunghoon kept his deep eyes on yours as he lowered his face again to finally taste you and your release, lazily lapping and sucking on your clit, basically making out with your cunt as he kept slowly thrusting his finger inside of you, delicately taking care of your spent pussy.

“You taste so good… can you do that again? On my tongue this time” Sunghoon demanded more than asking, speeding up once again and resuming his make out session with your pussy, doubling his efforts to make you come again.

He added a second finger, stretching you nicely, heightening your pleasure as he started curling and thrusting again to try and trigger another orgasm, his lips wrapping around your over sensitive bud, tongue drawing figures as he relentlessly pushed you to the edge.

You mewled and sobbed, finally finding purchase in his dark locks with your wandering hand, grounding yourself as another tide crashed through you and flowed in Sunghoon's eager mouth, obscene slurping sounds filling the dimly lit room until he was sure he lapped every last drop of your nectar.

Sunghoon eased his fingers out of your pussy while rising from his prone position, pure satisfaction on his features as he inspected your face, licking his fingers clean as you watched them disappear inside his mouth.

He smirked at your empty expression “Hey, did I make you go dumb already?”, he teased you as he reached for your drenched panties, tugging as you obediently lifted your hips the best you could with your weak limbs.

“Do you want me to stop?” he worried for a second since you struggled to find your voice and reply to his teasing, relieved when you shook your head.

“No please!” you felt your ears burning hot with embarrassment “it's just… I’ve never felt this good I guess, I feel strange… I feel too good”, you tried to explain yourself as Sunghoon chuckled at your sheepish voice and expression.

“Let me make you feel even better now…” he caressed the underside of your thighs as he pushed his hands upwards towards your knees, angling your pussy just right for him to grab his shaft with one hand and stroke it between your folds a few times to collect your juices.

Sunghoon finally aligned his tip with your hole and slowly pushed in, watching your pussy swallow his flushed head, disappearing in your tight, wet hole.

He stopped for a moment to let you adjust as he studied your reactions, every little sound and expression, slowly thrusting in and out just an inch at a time to better spread your wetness and make it easier for you to take his size.

He patiently pushed inch by inch until he bottomed out, letting himself drop on his elbows on top of you, tired from the effort of holding back from roughly fucking you dumb.

After a few moments of deep breaths and gentle neck kisses and bites, Sunghoon hooked his arms under your knees, almost folding you in half as he started rolling his hips deeper into yours thanks to the new position.

Your overstimulated pussy fluttered around Sunghoon's cock with every stroke as he repeatedly pressed his pelvis on your clit while stretching you open to accommodate his size.

As soon as Sunghoon felt you relax more he sped up, thrusting deep and hard at a perfect angle as you unconsciously tried to lift your hips to meet his powerful strokes, your arousal starting to splatter on his pelvis and drip down your cunt and inner thighs, both your uncontrollable moans, whimpers and groans creating a filthy harmony in the room.

“God you're so wet… Wanna fill you up so bad, make this pussy drip with my cum…” Sunghoon growled in your neck, biting down as the pleasure got to his head, eliciting a high pitched moan from you, both of you struggling to breathe evenly.

Sunghoon's dirty talk was like ecstasy to you and with a few more deep thrusts he pushed you over the edge once again, feeling your cunt gushing on his dick as its walls spasmed, almost making him reach his own climax.

But he was quick to pull out and clamp his strong hand around his shaft to restrain himself from shooting his load then and there, too greedy to let the fun end yet.

Sunghoon gasped and growled as he managed to push back his impending orgasm, his veins even more prominent on his arms and flushed dick. When he was sure it was safe to remove his hand, he grabbed your arms to abruptly pull you up, handling you like a doll and shifting your positions.

Sunghoon made you stand up on your wobbly legs and guided you to the light wooden desk in front of the bed, making you face the wide mirror on top of it. He pressed his chest to your back as he held a hand on your hip and the other one crawled up your chest and throat to lift your face and make you look at the image in the mirror in front of you. 

“Look how pretty you are while I blow your back”, Sunghoon looked into your eyes reflected in the mirror as he positioned himself, his hand on your hip shifting to the small of your back to make your ass stand out for him and properly fuck you in this new position.

He effortlessly pushed in your sopping cunt as you let out a whimper, still too sensitive from your numerous orgasms, pleasure bordering into overstimulation, still feeling too good to even think of asking him to stop.

Sunghoon pushed all the way in, almost making you lift your feet from the floor with the force of his thrust, and he took his hand from your chin to push his thumb between your lips.

“Open up”, you did as he told you and let him push his finger into your mouth as you both watched your reflections.

“Suck. Make it nice and wet”, he instructed as you obediently sucked and swirled your tongue on the digit, wetting it as best as you could.

Sunghoon watched with half lidded eyes, a dejavu of his dick in your mouth presenting in the mirror before his eyes as you took his thumb, and he started to shallowly rock his hips into you, enraptured by the sight.

When he was satisfied with your work he took his thumb from your mouth, a string of saliva connecting it to your swollen lips. He spread your ass cheeks with his other hand and brought his wet thumb in between them, gently rubbing and slightly prodding your butt hole as his thrusts gained more intensity, his balls slapping your clit every time. 

The new unexpected sensation made you yelp in surprise and confusion, and you tried to turn a little bit, grabbing Sunghoon's wrist as he kept teasing your entrance, chuckling at your reaction when he noticed you actually enjoyed it, your yelp turning into little moans as you relaxed, gradually loosening your grip on his wrist.

“Please” you managed to form an actual sentence in your blissed out state “just don't put it in” a moan interrupted your train of thought as Sunghoon kept slapping his hips on your cheeks and you started struggling to keep yourself up from the desk.

“Don't worry, just wanna play a bit…” he assured you, but you later would have to admit the extra stimulation felt strangely nice. The thought of Sunghoon possibly claiming every hole in your body made your head spin into a subspace you've never experienced before. The feeling of totally letting your body and pleasure at Sunghoon's mercy made your heart flutter with both excitement and contentment, knowing he would take care of you when you completely lost control.

Sunghoon noticed your head lolling forward and your eyes closing as the arm that wasn't grasping at him threatened to give out on the desk. He took both his hands to embrace you and keep you up against his chest as you opened your eyes to meet his gaze in the mirror.

“Are you still with me?” Sunghoon was amazed by the effect he was having on you, but he still felt the urge to check on you.

“Yeah” you struggled to answer between harsh breaths and moans “please, I'm close…” you begged for him to make you come, the pleasure so intense at this point you couldn't understand if it was just the longest orgasm of your life and the little lucid part that was still in you wondered if that was actually possible.

Sunghoon picked up his pace again “if you ask so nicely… keep looking in the mirror” he demanded, pounding into you, his left hand grasping your hip to keep you in place, his right hand traveling down your body to reach your clit and rub in circles as you clenched down on him.

You angled and pushed your ass against his pelvis with newfound energy, bracing yourself on the desk, his pounding repeatedly pushing it against the wall, not caring about the noise complaints that would come the next morning.

You listened to his instructions and focused on the pornographic view that the mirror was offering. You were barely keeping yourself up, moaning and panting, while the man behind you mercilessly fucked his thick cock into you, his muscles flexing in the effort to keep you in place and occasionally push your hips back to meet his, his right hand collecting your mixed arousals to use as lube as he massaged your clit.

When you met Sunghoon's gaze you were mesmerized, flushed cheeks, his plush lips parted as he panted and moaned, fangs peeking out, brows furrowed, his half lidded eyes focused on you, traveling from the point where your bodies connected, to the expanse of your back, to your reflection in the mirror, meeting your eyes as he aimed at you sweet spot over and over.

You felt so overwhelmed, tears started to well up in your eyes, stroke after stroke making you burn from within, wet sounds and moans filling your ears until you finally snapped and your pussy convulsed around his cock.

“Look at yourself” Sunghoon ordered, his voice thickly laced with lust as he chased his own climax, reveling in the sensation of your pussy sucking and clenching rhythmically.

You looked in the mirror to see your blissed out expression, lips parted and eyes struggling to stay open and focused as you moaned loudly. Then you shifted your gaze on Sunghoon, who snapped his hips a few more times before stilling with a groan, thick white cum spurting out from the tip again and again, filling you up.

He gently rocked his hips into yours as your pussy kept clenching on his dick, milking him as he rode out his own climax, his jaw slacking, eyebrows relaxing and eyes going back into his head as he closed his eyelids, his head lolling back with one last moan.

His shallow thrusts came to a stop as he let out a shaky breath, finally taking his softening cock out of your pussy.

Sunghoon sat down on the desk chair after moving it behind you, making you bend forward on the desk to admire his thick cum slowly seeping out from your spent cunt as he grabbed and groped your cheeks to spread your lips and let more cum drip from your folds.

You dropped your upper body flush on the desk, not trusting your legs to keep you up, and suddenly tiredness started to seep in as you closed your eyes, barely hearing Sunghoon's appreciative hums as he squeezed his cum out of you, letting it drip on the floor in a small puddle.

You suddenly realized you briefly passed out on the desk as you felt yourself being lifted and laid carefully on the bed. You vaguely took note of the wet cloth that soothed your swollen folds and felt a pair of warm lips on your forehead as the sheets were lifted to cover your naked form.

“Sweet dreams, Y/N…”

You remember just vaguely humming in response as you drifted off to sleep.

You woke up to the sound of your alarm ringing from somewhere around the room and you scrambled out of bed to get it, following the sound to its place inside your black bag tossed on the floor next to the door.

You rubbed your eyes and face, stretching your sore body as the memories from the previous night flooded your mind.

That was the most intense sexual encounter you've ever experienced your whole life.

After inspecting your image in the bathroom mirror, cursing at the darkness and amount of hickeys and bite marks on your neck, you stepped into the shower and let the warm water relax your sore muscles as you recalled your heated unexpected session with who you considered your enemy, Park Sunghoon. You surely had to redefine what kind of relationship you had with him, you both were a bit too friendly to each other last night.

You stepped out of the shower and dried up with too many thoughts in mind as you started to collect your discarded clothes. You rummaged around, shifting and turning the sheets, even checking under the bed but you couldn't find your panties.

When you tossed the pillow on the bed next to the night table you noticed a piece of paper fluttering because of the air movement you caused.

You picked it up from the floor where it just landed and saw a note written in nice calligraphy along with a phone number.

I have your panties, if you wanna see them again call me…

Sunghoon

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[missnxthingg]

𝑳𝑶𝑽𝑬, 𝑭𝑹𝑶𝑴 𝑨𝑳𝑳 𝑭𝑶𝑼𝑹 𝑪𝑶𝑹𝑵𝑬𝑹𝑺 𝑶𝑭 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑾𝑶𝑹𝑳𝑫 . (𝑺𝑴𝑨𝑼 𝑽𝑬𝑹𝑺𝑰𝑶𝑵) - 𝐹𝐼𝑉𝐸 (𝑝𝑎𝑟�� 𝑡𝑤𝑜)

𝑨𝒖𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒓'𝒔 𝑵𝒐𝒕𝒆 - We're close to an ending 😭 I really hope this is a preview of real life, because I NEED to see Lando win this year. Also, don't forget to check part one and the original chapter of the story.

original chapter | series masterlist | main masterlist | taglist | pt 1

landonorris

Marina Bay, Abu Dhabi

landonorris One last challenge this year, this time with the entire family by my side ❤ LFG!

yourusername Avengers, assemble!

↪landonorris Ur such an idiot, I love you ↪yourusername Learned it from the best

maxfewtrell Good to be here, brother

username1 Ollie is here! Omg, daddy Lando content incoming

username2 This is so cute! They are all reunited to see if he's going to be a world champion

↪username3 praying for it to work! He deserves it so much ↪username4 just the fact that they are all there for him makes me sob 😭 they are so cute

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Caption: One more sleep until the big day

f1

f1 LANDO NORRIS IS YOUR 2024 WORLD CHAMPION!

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username1 oh my god, we got to see lando win his first race and first championship in the same year

username2 him as a world champion was NOT on my bingo card back in january

username3 LET'S FUCKING GOOOOOO

username4 LAST RACE KING, WE DID IT!

yourusername YES! 🧡 that's my man

↪username5 the best wag we have now! ↪username6 THE KISS YOU SHARED AFTER THE RACE, OMG! ↪username7 please lando ask her hand in marriage soon 🙏

yourusername

yourusername Everybody knows I'm not someone to give off big ass texts on the internet, especially for something I've been particularly saving for myself for a really long time. But today is a special day, and I couldn't wait until I wrote this open letter to you.

Lando, my world champion, I remember the first time we ever met. I was barely anything about a mere intern on the social media team, and you still didn't have a single hair on your face. Look at how far we've come.

This win will forever be unforgettable. You deserve every moment of glory and happiness from all the hard work you've been doing for this. You're the world's best boyfriend and godfather. Ollie and I love you very much, and we are beyond proud of you. We'll always have your back. And we'll always be here to cherish, cheer and take care of you.

Proud to be LN4 and papaya on the heart 🧡

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landonorris My love, this is the most beautiful thing anyone has ever done for me. I love you and I'm so glad to have you and Olivia in my life. To many more conquests in our lives from now on.

landonorris

landonorris Celebrated it properly ❤ A little party never killed nobody

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username1 I'm glad to see DJ Lando didn't die when he became a boyfriend

↪username2 we all know he'll never stop partying ↪username3 maybe we'll see more of y/n out partying with him from now on

username4 Living for the second picture omg

username5 the love of his life, truly

yourusername Same place and same reason to celebrate next year?

↪landonorris Bet

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London, England

yourusername Future world champion in the making. First classes: road driving

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landonorris I need someone to carry on my legacy in the future

↪yourusername Your F1 goat!

username1 now that he's world champion, time to teach someone else to be that as well

username2 Back to his family ❤

↪landonorris The best place in the world

⋘ 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 // 𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐭 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 ⋙

[ohbueckers]

TWO CAN PLAY THAT GAME. i’m only tryna’ get inside of your brain to see if you can work me the way you say.

CHAPTER FIVE! pairing, paige bueckers x teammate!oc. notes, they make me sick, that’s it. also would you guys wanna see sana’s faceclaim for visuals?? i’ll proofread this a little later whooooops. warnings, a glimpse into sana’s dirty mind.. & paige just wanting that cookie real bad.

october, 2022

“we got a birthday!”

i was halfway across the dining hall, grinning as i stalked over. it was early, but you wouldn’t be able to tell with the way everyone was moving around, grabbing plates, loading up on eggs, bacon, waffles, the whole deal. i always liked this part of the day—when the team wasn’t just teammates, but more like a family.

family to an extent.

i was half-asleep, barely dressed in a nike crewneck and some joggers that had been getting a little too small for my height, glasses on, hair pulled back in a messy bun. it didn’t help that my knee’d been killing me, and i was just trying to make it through the morning without anyone bugging me too much. but as soon as i found our table, i could already tell today wasn’t gonna be one of those days. when was it ever?

and then there was also her. sana, sitting right there, already halfway through her breakfast like she wasn’t the main reason i was feeling all outta sorts this morning. she looked stupid good for someone who probably just rolled out of bed, wearing a black tube top and some uconn sweats that probably weren’t hers based on the way they fit around her waist. her hair was pulled back into a low ponytail, a few curl strands falling loose around her face, and her earrings caught the light every time she moved.

i turned before i could get caught looking. still, as i slid into my seat between ice and yana, i caught her glancing at me with that smirk. she knew exactly what she was doing.

i moved my gaze to aaliyah. “my birthday isn’t for another week,” i emphasized, dropping my plate on the table before sitting down.

“exactly a week today,” aaliyah corrected, pointing her fork at me before stabbing into her eggs. “so, what’s the plan?”

i huffed like i actually had to contemplate it. “it’s on a thursday. we have practice the next day.”

“so?” amari furrowed her eyebrows at the end of the table.

i shook my head, chuckling as i grabbed a piece of bacon to shove in my mouth. “y’all know cd don’t play around like that. i’m not about to catch heat over this.” i wasn’t the one practicing, obviously, but i could already see the blame coming my way. my birthday and all that. geno was more lenient, but with official practices just beginning to start i was sure that was out the window for now.

“how would she even know?” ice asked, sounding genuinely curious.

“she always knows,” half the table responded in unison, like they’d been through it enough times to know better.

i grinned. “exactly, like she got eyes everywhere or something.” i could feel sana looking at me from across the table, and i’d realized she was awfully quiet this morning. i didn’t look back.

nika pouted. “so, no ted’s? you’re telling me we’re not hitting the bar for your birthday?”

i chewed on my lip, slumping back in my chair. “nah, we can just do something chill at the apartments. prolly just drink, have some fun,” i stated simply. “then our freshie’s won’t get carded.” i slung my arm over ice’s shoulder, smiling smugly as she rolled her eyes.

“okay, but what about their first ted’s experience?” aaliyah cut in, raising an eyebrow at me. “you’re really gonna deprive them of that?”

i shrugged, groaning internally, though. ted’s is not that special. i could see where this was headed.

nika leaned in from across the table, a smirk playing on her lips. “yeah, p, how’s sana supposed to fully adjust to uconn if she doesn’t get the ted’s initiation? you know that’s part of the culture.”

i felt my eyes shift toward sana almost instinctively, catching her gaze as she gave me this half-smile. the kind that was all knowing. she leaned back in her seat, pushing her tray aside as she stretched, looking way too comfortable. “yeah, paige. don’t you want me to have the full experience?” she teased, voice dropping just low enough to make the hair on the back of my neck stand up.

i shoved two cut-up waffles into my mouth, and naturally, my mouth ran before my brain could stop it. “i could give you another experience, too.” it was a mumble, muffled by the food, but she heard it.

i knew not to look at her, and the second the words left my lips, i regretted it. but then again… not really. her eyes narrowed slightly, and she leaned back, crossing her arms like she wasn’t impressed. then, without warning, bam—her foot connected with my shin under the table.

“yo!” i hunched over, yelping and grabbing at my leg as i glared at her. “what was that for?”

sana barely blinked, her smirk still intact. “oh, did i kick the good one?” she asked innocently, but i could see the way her eyes were gleaming.

i narrowed my eyes, trying to bite back a smile as i nodded, but it wasn’t working. “real funny, sana,” i muttered, rubbing my leg like it actually hurt. “you tryna take me out before i’m even back on the court?”

she raised an eyebrow, leaning in a little, her voice dropping just enough to where only i could hear. it felt intimate. too intimate for who we were surrounded by. “maybe. if you keep running your mouth.”

i blinked, caught off guard for a second. but before i could come up with anything remotely witty, ice nudged me, pulling me back into the moment. when i turned to look at her, she was already giving me a look—like she’d heard every word of that exchange and was silently demanding an explanation. her eyebrows were practically up in her hairline, and her eyes moved between me and sana.

i cleared my throat, sitting up straighter as my eyes darted around the table. “aight, aight,” i said, louder now, trying to drown out the tension. “we’ll head to ted’s. celebrate proper. y’all happy now?”

the reaction was immediate. a mix of cheers and clapping came from everyone—except sana. she was still leaned back in her chair, arms crossed, watching me with that look. the kind that made me feel like i was the only one in the room, like this whole thing was a game to her, and she was already ten steps ahead.

she knew she had the upper hand. and the worst part? i didn’t even hate it.

━━━

i stretched out on nika’s couch, phone in hand, scrolling through my texts. i’d walked up to her apartment a little before our last-minute plan to attend the homecoming football game after practice, leaving her to finish tidying herself up. uconn’s football team hadn’t been doing very well this season, but it sounded a little fun, and it gave us something to do.

my conversation with paige had been sitting there for a while, her last message unread, just sitting at the top of the screen. it was the kind of message you see and purposely ignore for a bit—not because you didn’t want to respond, but because you wanted them to feel the wait.

my thumb hovered over the message, and i sighed, opening it.

So we not gonna talk about the other night?

You left me hangin bro.

…sana

Yo fr tho wyd tonight?

i couldn’t help the little smile that tugged at the corner of my lips. she’d been atleast a little bit more cordial than this at breakfast earlier, but the desperation in these texts? different story. she was like a dog with a bone when she wanted something, and right now, i knew exactly what she wanted, oddly enough. it’s wrong. i know we’re teammates. but i couldn’t help but feel like i was already in too deep now. there’s no harm in a little fun.

especially if no one knows, and even more when there’s no way she’s being serious.

i typed back, keeping it short.

other night? what happened again?

the dots popped up immediately, and i could already picture the look on her face—probably half annoyed, half plotting her next move.

Stop playing

You know I wasn’t tryna let you leave like that

Wanted to get you right

before i could even process how far she was gonna take it, i heard the door creak open, and nika strolled in fully dressed and ready to go, her phone in hand, completely oblivious to the fact that she was about to walk right into paige’s thirst trap. she plopped down on the other end of the couch, and her face lit up with whatever the other person was saying on speaker.

but as she talked more, it registered.

paige.

whatever paige was saying on speaker. of course she was on the phone.

i slouched further into the couch, tilting my phone away from nika a bit as my fingers hovered over the keyboard. i then typed up another response.

sure you could’ve handled it?

another immediate reply. oh, she’s milking this.

Sana

You don’t even know

Lemme come thru & I’ll show you how much I can handle

tough talk, i thought.

“just come!” nika’s voice cut through the room, snapping me out of my phone screen. i blinked, my head shooting up to actually pay attention to the conversation. i couldn’t even fathom how she was multi-tasking right now.

“why do you want me to come so bad!?” paige’s voice was defensive and laced with just enough irritation to make me smirk, like she’d been putting up a fight all evening, and it finally registered in my brain that the brunette had probably been trying to convince paige to tag along with us, while she was too busy thinking she’d actually be getting into my bed tonight. “amari’s going, yana, aubrey. you have plenty company, nik.”

“and i guess sana, too,” nika added, a little too casually like she didn’t just drop a bomb. i almost cursed at her, holding a tight-lipped grin as i shut my eyes for a moment. “just missing my twin…” nika crossed her legs, sighing dramatically as she stared at the ceiling, fluttering her eyes and really playing into this hurt act.

there was a brief pause, and i could practically feel paige’s attention shift. “wait, sana’s going?”

nika shot me a glance, completely oblivious. “yeah, she’s right next to me.”

i bit my lip to hold back a laugh, but paige wasn’t even trying to hide hers. the sound of her laughter rang out through the phone, and nika furrowed her brows in confusion. “what’s so funny?”

“aight, i’ll go,” paige finally said, and i could hear the smile in her voice, which was either genuine or just from laughing.

my eyes widened. that was telling. real telling.

“really?” nika’s eyes went just as wide, turning to me with a ‘i-think-i-know’ look, before a pleased one. “should’ve started with that, huh?”

━━━

the stadium lights were bright, too bright over the packed bleachers, the crowd a sea of navy and white. i shifted in my seat, adjusting my hoodie and pulling it tighter around myself. it was getting colder by the minute, but honestly, the chill wasn’t really the problem. not when paige was sitting to my right, just a row below me. maybe i’d purposefully made sure we weren’t next to each other. close enough to be in each other’s eyeline, but far enough that she couldn’t whisper any snarky remarks in my ear.

she was stretched out like she owned the place, leaning against the bleachers with her arms casually draped over the backrest, legs kicked out in front of her. she’d looked a little pissed, too—although she wouldn’t say it to anyone. and i had a feeling it was about me volunteering to switch seats with ines before the game started.

her crewneck had changed, not the same one she’d been wearing this morning. it had risen just a little, showing a sliver of skin at her waist that i tried not to stare at, but it was hard to ignore. paige was always like this—comfortable, confident. i suppose that’s what made her so despicable. everything suited her too well. meanwhile, i was just here trying to keep my thoughts straight.

the halftime whistle blew, and i shot up from my seat a little too quickly. “i’m heading to concessions,” i announced, mostly to myself, already heading down the steps.

paige shot her head up. “lemme come with you,” she said immediately, her voice cutting through the chatter of our teammates like it was meant just for me. i’m sure she could see a middle finger reflecting from my eyeballs.

i knew it was too late to refuse without making things awkward, so i silently accepted it, asking if anyone wanted anything.

“a pretzel,” ines replied.

“a coke pretty please, honey,” nika smiled sweetly at me, the nickname a funny tease into when amari had said we argue like a married couple.

paige, who had been sitting almost lazily just a moment ago, stood up and stretched, her shirt rising just enough for me to catch another glimpse of her stomach. she pulled her crewneck down, fingers brushing the hem, scrunching her face up slightly as she arched her back, her body extending to stretch her limbs out. every movement was slow—or maybe that was just how it felt in my head, because i almost didn’t forgot what anyone had said. my eyes moved down to her abs, and before i could stop myself, i licked my lips.

she was doing this on purpose. she had to be.

i cleared my throat, forcing myself to break my gaze and turn, heading down the bleachers almost in a rush. our stalling had beat the rush of people, but i knew the concessions line wouldn’t be much better.

the blonde was hot on my tail, picking up her pace to keep up with me. our stalling had beaten the crowd, but i knew the concessions line wouldn’t be much better. i could hear paige’s steps behind me, a little too quick, like she was making sure i wouldn’t slip away again.

“you tryna lose me already?” she chuckled.

i looked over my shoulder, slowing down just a little. “i didn’t realize you needed a babysitter.”

she scoffed, running a hand through down her ponytail. “nah, i just figured you might need some help carrying all that stuff. y’know, since you’re too proud to ask for it.”

i squinted at her as she slid up next to me. i shouldve known her longer legs had more of a chance. “i’m not some damsel.” my eyes flickered to the corner of her mouth, watching the way her lips tugged up into that infuriating half-smile. i rolled my eyes, looking in front of me again. “you offering to be useful for once?”

“oh, i’m useful, trust me,” paige muttered, her voice dropping a notch as she stepped even closer. “but you already know that.”

it was quiet. i didn’t want to respond, but paige would make sure she got something out of me. “we gonna talk?” she threw out.

i smirked. i couldn’t help it. “what’s there to talk about?”

paige stepped a little closer, trying to catch my eyes, but it didn’t quite work. “i told you i wanted to get you alone, sana. i meant it.” she paused. “don’t tell me you’re back to hating me.” her tone only sounded half-serious.

i really hated it when she said my name.

i stopped walking for a second, turning to face her. “stop that.”

her eyes met mine, the faintest hint of a smile still playing on her lips. “stop what?”

i scoffed, brushing past her to keep moving. “you’re not that special.”

“riiiiiight,” paige replied, sounding far from offended. if anything, she was more amused, and for some reason unbeknownst to me, i fucking liked it.

it was always way more complicated with girls, you can easily learn that in questioning. but paige? she wasn’t just a girl. she was paige. she was intense and frustrating and too confident for her own good, and i just wasn’t sure if i wanted to let her in. because once i did, i knew it wouldn’t be casual. she’d make me care.

but God, did i want it. God, did i want her. we’d just have to keep enough emotional distance. that could be easy. only if we made it so.

paige fell into step beside me again, her voice dropping just a bit. “you’re thinking too hard.”

i raised an eyebrow. “and you know what i’m thinking? how?”

“I don’t need to know,” she said, her voice softening in a way that made my heart beat a little faster. all of our exchanges felt like this. like the first day of practice when i told her she was pressing, playing like she had something to prove. it wasn’t just about her movements then, i could see it in her eyes, the way she wasn’t at ease. i don’t know how i knew, but i did. “i just know you’re holding back.”

we reached the concession stand, and i exhaled, relieved for the distraction. the distraction from my supposed distraction. funny.

paige’s voice pulled me back, soft but unrelenting. “you’ont have to decide anything tonight, you know. but you can’t act like you’re not thinking about it.” her voice sounded almost accusing.

i glanced at her, seeing the seriousness behind the playful front for once. she wasn’t just messing with me. she was offering something real, something i wasn’t sure i was ready for. but damn if i didn’t want to find out.

“imma let you decide, and i’ll be here with open arms,” she added, smiling way too wide for someone who didn’t have something else up her sleeve. i crossed my arms over my chest, squinting at her.

“and open legs,” she whispered.

there it was. i gasped almost dramatically, pushing at her abdomen harshly to make her stumble as she laughed, clearly getting a kick out of her behavior.

might i add that her request didn’t sound half bad?

[boiohboii]

Nobel prize winner wife pt2 (toto wolff x reader)

(Social media au)

Toto just revealed who his wife of 15 years is, but if he was going to reveal his family, why not all members of them?

or

in which Toto Wolff decided to let everyone know who is the little boy who made him a father

Note: I am sure this is not what you guys had in mind when you asked for part 2, but I just felt like a little teen in the mix is needed for our favorite it couple. WARNING: like 3 swear words, if I missed anything please let me know

Masterlist

PART 1

Liked by wolfffam, ynwolff, totodaddy and 417,930 others

F1WAGS&FAVES: Dr. YN LN seen today in Yeongsan International School of Seoul, rumors are she is there for the freshmen's parents career day.

username: I can not handle dad toto and mum yn

username: toto and yn might be official dilf and milf

username: no, I refuse to believe they have a kid that isn't me

username: I am willing to fight their kid for an exchange of parents

username: I love how with every photo her skin tone gets whiter

username: welcome to the white washing of korea

username: she never disappoints with her fits

username: if they actually have a kid imagine how awesome it'd be, like his dad is the team principle of the Mercedes f1 team and his mum is the only woman to win a Nobel prize twice!

username: if I'm a parent and my kid is a friend of theirs, I'd never compare my kid to baby wolff, he'd just pull an uno reverse card and compare me to yn and toto

username: say sike rn

Liked by Lewishamilton, Pierregasly, georgerussell63 and 819,652 others

mercedesamgf1: can't wait for sam to join us, it's going to be such a fun weekend with him here..... here are 4 pictures of baby wolff throughout the years (yes, we knew, he is our favourite person in the paddock) ps: all photos of our prince are till he was 13 years old

Lewishamilton: can't wait to see the little man

samwolff09: can't wait to see you too uncle Lewis

georgerussel63: @.samwolff09 what about me?

samwolff09: @.georgerussel63 we were together last week 😆 but I still miss you 😄

username: THEY KNOW EACH OTHER, UNCLE LEWIS, HE WAS WITH GEORGE

username: HE HAS AN ACCOUNT

username: his account is private 🥲

danielricciardo: the little prince is growing up, I remember when he was just learning how to run

samwolff09: uncle Danny, please don't tell anyone of that time, I still get embarrassed thinking about it

samwolff09: we can't wait to join you again, take good care of mum and dad till Jay and I join you

mercedesamgf1: of course your highness

username: who is Jay?

username: imagine it's his brother

username: STOP IT!

maxverstappen1: P misses you @.samwolff09

samwolff09: @.maxverstappen1 I miss her too!! So much! Is she joining this weekend?

maxverstappen1: @.samwolff09 yes yes, once she knew you're coming she wouldn't take no for an answer

samwolff09: @.maxverstappen1 YES! I CAN'T WAIT, SEND HER MY HUGS AND KISSES

username: max being chatty with toto's son is so unhinged for my 2023 agenda

username: max writing his longest comments for sam wolff will be my favourite social media interaction

mickschumacher: Sammy! Keep your phone with you this time @.samwolff09

samwolff09: @.mickschumacher micky, please, it was one time!

sebastianvettel: well, now I have no choice but to go this weekend

samwolff09: uncle seb! I miss you!! Are you really coming?? Please say yees, pleaaseeee

sebastianvettel: of course little cub, who else is gonna watch over you and Jay

username: baby wolff collecting drivers left right and center

christanhorner: it had been too long since I saw this little man

samwolff09: looking forward to seeing you again sir @.christanhorner

christanhorner: @.samwolff09 please, call me uncle chris, and make sure to stop by and say hi

samwolff09: of course uncle Chris! See you then

username: I am confusion

username: did baby wolff just make a truce between mercedes and redbull

username: his smile can stop wars and here's the proof

Loked by park-sunhoon, jaypark, lewishamilton and 273 others

samwolff09: I just wanna thank my parents on my birthday cause they always make me feel loved, they always make me feel safe and that every little thing I do or feel is valid and is okay, I am so lucky to have them and I am truly thankful for being able to have them in my life and to be here as their son.

Liked by jungwonofficial, park-sunghoon, mercedesamgf1 and 261 others

samwolff09: 11 years apart and my love for this place is still the same

jaypark: one of the best vacation houses fr

park-sunghoon: true, it's still my favorite place

jungwonofficial: the summer we spent there was the best one man, we need to do that again

samwolff09: @.jaypark @.park-sunghoon @.jungwonofficial let's go again next summer, I'm sure dad and mum won't mind

Liked by jaypark, jungwonofficial, park-sunghoon and 258 others

samwolff09: I hate that we don't have any good pictures with the 4 of us together, but aside from that, I miss you three so much, fuck you for being busy...... but hey, make these bomb tracks woon and sungie win another world championship... jay I see you everyday at school but it'd be rude if I didn't include you

jungwonofficial: so it's rude to ignore jay but not rude to not post a picture of us together, okay I see how it is sammy boy

jaypark: we are the nepo babies of our quadrant man that's why I'm stuck by your side 😚

park-sunghoon: I thought you deleted the photo of the 2 of us! Dude, I can't have evidence of me clinging onto you, it'd ruin my image!

jaypark: what image, everyone knows you're a clingy ass mf as soon as you see sam

Liked by mercedesamgf1, georgerussel63, sebastianvettel and 361 others

samwolff09: happy father's day to my old man, he is such a great and loving man (even though he still scares me whenever I'm studying) when I feel like I'm so different from him he gives me all the love and support I need, and even if I don't say a thing, he still knows and makes sure that I know how appreciated I am and why he is proud to be my father, he let's me explore and experience things as much as I want while watching over me so that I won't get hurt. Dad, I love you so much and I swear I will carry you and take care of you when you're old and tired

{Taglist- everyone who asked for pt2, thank you and I hope you liked it ♥️♥️

@topaz125 @miiikkeey @omgsuperstarg @nayizy @ohkapten @d-stargirl @innercollectivecomputer }

[greynatomy]

secrecy

lucy bronze x reader

thanks for the request!

———

Keira, Leah and Georgia have know Lucy Bronze for years. They would always be around each other whenever they had their international duties. They aren’t called the ‘three best friends and Lucy’ for nothing.

However, the three have been noticing some changes in their friend’s behavior. For the past two years, Lucy has become more secretive. She would also lie a lot more to them, something she hasn’t really done before.

They didn’t think much of it until the past couple of months. Lucy’s been canceling on plans more often than not. She would leave right after training ends, not even showering at the facilities. Most importantly, she would have some secret phone calls, making sure to be away from prying ears.

The three best friends wanted to do their own little investigation, wanting to figure out what was happening to their friend and what she was hiding. Yes, it’s a bit of an invasion of her privacy, but they knew Lucy wasn’t going to be telling them anytime soon.

The Lionesses had just finished up a training session, moving into the recovery room for an ice bath. The four friends were in the bath together when a ring of a phone interrupts their conversation. Lucy, knowing it was her phone, grabbed it, seeing the name on the screen and excuses herself to take the call.

Answering the video call, Lucy is met by a face so close to the screen.

“Hi, Paisley.”

“Mama!”

Lucy makes it to her room, a room she isn’t sharing with any of her teammates, getting comfortable at the chair in the corner of the room.

“Did you take Mommy’s phone again?”

“Yeah! Wanted to call Mama. Miss you.”

“I miss you too. Where’s Mommy, bubs?”

“She-um-she watching Potter. Again.”

“Mommy loves Harry Potter. Can you give the phone to Mommy? Mama wants to talk to her.”

“Kay!”

Paisley runs over to the living room where you’re sat, watching a movie.

“Mommy! Mama talk.”

“Mama?” The phone gets shoved into your face where you see the very attractive face of your wife. “Hey, sexy.”

“Hi, beautiful. How are you?”

“Doin’ okay. Pretty uneventful day. How was training?”

“Training is training. I’ve just got done with recovery and gotta take a shower.”

“Ooh, take me with you.” You say with a smirk.

“Down, girl. Keep those pants on.”

“It’s all the hormones talking and it’s all your fault.”

Meanwhile, in the recovery room, Leah, Georgia and Keira all look at each other with a knowing look.

“She never used to leave when taking calls before.”

“Yeah, that’s weird.”

The three quickly got showered and dressed, making their way to their friend’s room, Keira knocking on the door.

The door opened to a freshly showered Lucy.

“Hey, guys. What’s up?”

“Oh, nothing. Just wanted to see where you went off to.” Georgia answers.

“Um, okay. Well, it’s nearly dinner, so I was just waiting until we can go.”

“Hmm, okay.”

Lucy is confused by the three’s behavior, but thinks nothing of it.

———

It was now the day of the Women’s Finalissima against Brazil. You were in the friends and family section with Paisley, sat on the seats.

In the twenty-third minute, Ella Toone gets a goal in from an assist by your wife. Paisley jumping up and down from her seat. That was the only goal until halftime.

The second half started, many substitutions and a couple of yellow cards being given out. In the three minute of added time, Brazil got a goal in, disappointing the England team and fans.

Eventually, the match went into penalties. Everyone was on the edge of their seat. England winning 4-2.

“Mama won, Mommy!”

“She did, baby!”

Once the England players got their medals and trophy, friends and family were allowed onto the pitch. It took a while to get down and see where Lucy was, but once Paisley did, she ran straight to her, running into her legs.

The three best friends and Lucy were all celebrating together, hugging and dancing when a force almost knocks Lucy off her feet.

“Paisley!” Lucy grabs her daughter, throws her up in the air and catches her, leaving her on her hip.

“Mama, you did it! You got a trophy!”

“I did! I’ve also got a medal, see.” She lifts the medal, Paisley inspects it.

“Wait!” The mother and daughter are broken from their bubble by Georgia. “Is this why you’ve been so secretive? You’ve got a kid?”

Before Lucy could answer, you finally made your way to her, giving her a kiss.

“Now, who’s this?” Keira asks.

The three best friends were now in shock, mouths wide open.

“Oh, well. Guys, meet my daughter my Paisley and my wife Y/N.”

“You have kept a whole family a secret.” Leah states, a bit hurt, same were the other two.

“Sorry ‘bout that. We’ve just loved our little bubble, especially since it’s gonna get bigger soon.” She places a hand on your stomach.

Leah, Georgia and Keira finally notice your bump, jaw dropping to the floor.

“It’s nice to meet you three. Lucy loves to talk about you guys and all the shenanigans you go through.” You get a couple mumbles for replies.

“Why don’t you guys come over to our place soon. Get to know the family?” Lucy suggested.

“That sounds like a great idea.”

[icyg4l]

PAC: What Upgrades are Coming Into Your Life?

Hello beautiful people, so sorry for the delay on readings. I've been really distracted lol. But tonight marked the end of the $5 4/20 weekend sale. I am grateful for those who have purchased a reading. Now, if you would like to purchase a reading, please read my guidelines and let me know! (They will be regularly priced until another sale comes along). Now, this weekend’s PAC will be all about the upgrades that are coming in your life! Whether that’s in your career, home, family, finances, love, etc. We’ll find together! So without further ado, please pick your Megan baby. 🤭

Top Left-to-Bottom Right (1-4):

PIle One, I feel like things have been getting hectic in your life. I think that this is a group of people who can get easily distracted by the small things. A lot of you are going through a breakup/separation from someone that betrayed you or love bombed you. I can feel my throat tightening as I’m typing this. I’m sorry, Pile One but this is a blessing in disguise. I think that this will be a death/rebirth period for you. I am seeing snippets of the Hiss video, specifically when Megan is dressed in all silver. I think you will come out stronger than ever. When I say stronger, I mean you will be less tolerant with other people’s bullshit and having better boundaries. I feel like someone tried to dominate you and as a result, it ruined your self-esteem. I see you taking some time to yourself and realizing who the fuck you are. You need to know that things will get better. Anything that happens over the course of the next seven days is meant to happen, Pile One. 

Cards Used: The Empress (RX), Prince of Cups, 7 of Swords, Strength, The Hermit, 3 of Swords (RX), The Magician, Temperance (RX), The Lovers (RX). 

extras: “bovine”. playing the dozens. hbcu bound. 1H lilith. a full shopping cart. laughter.

Pile Two: If you suffer from insomnia, you will absolutely start to get better sleep. Pile Two, you’re such a smart worker. I know you don’t like to work hard, and you will be getting a reward for that. I see a promotion coming your way. If you have a boss that has an explosive temper, I see that this will happen within the next three weeks. Your life also seems chaotic like Pile Two. You also seem like the obsessive type. I feel like this is a pile full of nightowls as well. Part of your upgrade process will mean embracing your shadow side. I think that you have some trouble with other women (if you’re a woman), or having trouble embracing your soft side. It is okay to be vulnerable. I also see if you’re on the search for a new car, then a woman will co-sign a loan for you. It seems like you will be changing from the inside out. The longer it takes for you to address the issues that you have going on internally, the longer the results will come. I am seeing that when you finally decide to open up and be vulnerable, the physical changes will manifest. For example, if you want longer hair, your hair will grow two inches. If you want to change your life, change your mind Pile Two. And I’d recommend you look up the term ‘limerence’. Start making changes to become more grounded and less clouded by delusions, fantasies and looping thoughts about stuff that does not exist in your reality. It’s time to let them go, Pile Two.

Cards Used: 4 of Cups, Queen of Cups, The Chariot, Ace of Discs, 3 of Discs, The Devil, King of Cups (RX), The Tower, 9 of Swords

extras: listening to nightcore. “egoic”. meat market. fresh beat band. beauty shop (2005). picker-upper.

Pile Three: Your hard work is finally going to pay off. You’ve been obsessing over your work and dedicating so much of your time to it. It is finally going to receive some recognition because you decided to not give up on your dreams. As a result, I see that your dream lifestyle will be well-funded. If you’re an artist or a clothing designer, this will especially resonate with you. The amount of time that you spent on your passion will be appreciated by many eyes, Pile Three. If you’ve been having a hard time accepting someone for who they are, or if you have been struggling with your emotions in general, I see that you will get a handle on it. And also, if you’re looking for a vendor, you will find one! You are being called to continue to focus on your craft. I am channeling this interview of GloRilla where she says that she abstained from relations with men, partying and alcohol for sixty days before she blew up. Then FNF was released, and that marked the start of her mainstream journey. So, keep going baby!!

Cards Used: Wheel of Fortune, Strength (RX), 5 of Cups, Queen of Cups, 7 of Cups, Princess of Discs, The Devil, 3 of Discs, Temperance, The Star

extras: christina aguilera. spiders. a series of unfortunate events. award shows.

Pile Four: The only way that you can learn from your mistakes is if you actually implement the lesson into your life, Pile Four. I can tell that you’re stubborn. Once you really understand that nothing can change if YOU don’t move things around, you will know how powerful you are. Some of you may have a really thick (and attractive) accent. I think that you can use this to your advantage to make things shake for you. Pile Four, do you really know yourself? Like outside of the things that you do and have, who are you? It is time for you to do some soul searching, my love. It feels like I am talking to a shell of you. I think that the upgrades that are coming in will involve other people. You will find someone who helps you embrace your rawest, natural self. I also think that you will be interested in fitness and will find a workout partner. Investing in yourself physically will impact you emotionally. You do not need to go back to your old self because they’re gone. Take pride in this new you. I feel that your spirituality will strengthen as well. Your boundaries will grow stronger, and as this happens, you will lose more friends unfortunately. But I don’t think you’ll be affected by it. Overall, I feel like this pile will gain a lot of clarity and mental strength to start breaking generational curses and shedding old skin. You got this, Pile Four!

Cards Used: 8 of Cups, The Star, Death, 9 of Swords, 7 of Wands, The Fool, Temperance, Page of Wands, The Lovers

extras: “you smell good.” “be you.” jump by tyla. maison margiela. kick-ass. wwe.

[tarot-archives]

Soshiro H. x reader— rich boy AU

is this really an AU? he’s a from a rich family in canon. anyways, fluff | established relationship | a n g s t.

Soshiro comes from Generational wealth. His family has been in the business since ancient Japanese times where sharp Katanas were the best way to kill Kaiju.

He grew up in those traditional homes with sliding doors, tatami mats, tea rooms, and nannies wearing kimonos. He even has a garden—a FREAKING ACRE OF GREENS, ZEN GARDENS, WITH THOSE KOI PONDS.

He used to play with those ornamental fishes when he was younger. Not caring that they cost over a thousand dollars, as if they were those cheap goldfish won in a festival fair. He accidentally, killed one because he overfed his favorite golden Koi, and all he got was a gentle lecture.

Anyway, enough about his childhood. Do you want to know why he’s as skilled as he is? Because he has talent and the money to spend swinging the sword rather than worrying about rent or his next meal.

It was surprising to know how down-to-earth he actually was. he’s kind, eager to have a good time, and a very loving boyfriend to boot.

Coming from a poor family, where circumstances pushed you to join JAKDF, you didn’t know the Hoshina’s. You just came to know Soshiro as a friend you made along the way since joining the selection.

You have sweat together in training. You have bled together on the battlefield. he pushed you to greater heights, and you were his newfound sunshine—the light of his day.

So of course he has to treat his girl during their anniversary. He has planned everything to the last second, just enjoy the surprise.

You looked down at your watch. It was a few minutes before the agreed time for a chauffeur (a fancy word for his hired driver) to pick you up. You had thought he had contracted one of your colleagues or spent a good amount for a taxi, not THIS. This being a limousine with a butler carrying a huge bouquet for you.

You tried to clear up the mistake. Maybe there was a different rich guy who shared Soshiro’s name, or a fancy lady with yours. But no, it was YOU.

It was difficult to accept, but Soshiro spent a good amount of money on this already. It would be wasteful to reject the day he made especially for the two of you, so you followed. The plan went off with a shopping day in the high streets of expensive fashion outlet stores in Tokyo. You begrudgingly accepted the dress your boyfriend chose for you, and internally you were screaming.

Then came the spas. Then the beauty parlors. Then finally the big dinner at the end of the day. And of course, it’s one of the most exclusive membership-only restaurants in Tokyo. You wondered if they take credit card installments for the bills.

You were guided to the seat where your boyfriend had reserved. He was already there, sitting with one hand resting on his cheeks, completely bored out of his mind until his eyes landed on you.

His eyes widened, scanning your entire form from head to heels. A noticeable blush bloomed on his cheeks.

“you look…” he swallowed, unable to say the words he wanted to say out in public.

You gave an awkward chuckle, “expensive?”

“Breathtaking,” he managed to say. His hands went to your shoulders to assist you with your fur coat, but after seeing your skin, he pulled it back up again. “you’re easily cold right? It’s a very chilly restaurant. You better keep it on.”

You agreed, but the redness of his ears tells another reason for his suggestion. And it made your heart flutter.

The dinner went smoothly, but there was this nagging voice at the back of your head. Everything was too expensive for a first date that you had worried about Soshiro proposing tonight, too soon for your liking. He can see that you’re a bit bothered now too as dinner comes to a close. The anxiety from the impending doom of the bill and the costs looms over your poor brain.

Soshiro reached for your hand, careful not to move too quickly or you’ll fly. “what’s wrong? Do you not like your food? Did I get you the wrong dress?”

“No, it isn’t that… I mean, maybe it is?” you squeezed his hand, trying your best to keep calm. “don’t you think this too… expensive?”

“I just thought our first anniversary should be special.”

“Yes, I know,” your mind reminded you of the price tag, “but the limousine, these clothes, and the dinner? Hoshiro, how much did it cost you?”

And that’s when he explained about him and his background, which made everything else about him click. You don’t know whether to cringe since your situation was like those K-dramas of a rich x poor trope. Would a cranky mother offer you a billion yen to leave her beloved son? then would she splash water in your face when you refused? This day was too tiring to think about the what-ifs.

“does it bother you?” he asked. His hand still not leaving yours as he waited for your reply.

“it doesn’t, but I hope you know I didn’t date you because of your background. I honestly didn’t know,” you had to make it clear. Another anxiety blooms from your head. It’s the one about life status, financial compatibility, and your background. But you want to give him a memorable night, even if it’s the only one you can give (the only one you can afford).

“do you want to come over to my place?” the homemade gift you labored over was forgotten, along with your pride.

an: my first soshiro piece! man, me realizing he came from generational wealth did numbers on my brain. also, y/n made him a bracelet for their anniversary, but since she wanted to give him something else, i wonder what it was…

[verdantwyrm]

my silly little hcs

more under the cut

Curly

comes from a very very very big family, the kind of australian family that always has either a slow roast or a grill on at all times. their house smells amazing. but no food lasts longer than 10 minutes.

went to college with jimmy, absolutely had a weird fling with him that he doesn't really think about anymore. if you ask him about it he just shrugs "ah yeah you know, we were young. still figuring stuff out" and jimmy is in the corner still recovering in the worst way possible

had a dog when he was younger named harry, he was a boston terrier

actually wanted to join the air force and be a real pilot, but he had to settle for next best and applied to be a freighter pilot a couple years later after becoming burnt out in his early 20's when pony expressed picked him up, he offered the job to jimmy when he was 25

Smokes with Jimmy, totally shouldn't. Anya gives him a serious glare every time he does it, but she doesn't turn down a cigarette either, depending on the day

is sort of ? dating anya ? its a bit complicated, its become a situation of waiting for the first person to act first (they never do)

voice claim - bluey's dad, bandit

Anya

comes from a very small village, she moved away from home when she turned 19 to go pursue medicine in america, unfortunetly it got pricey very quickly, and she was unable to finish her courses, but kept applying regardless until pony express approached her. shes been with them ever since

had a white cat when she was younger named roan

her younger sister got married as soon as she turned 18, which made anya feel a little left, she felt very "behind" and ended up making some questionable relationship choices because of this. realized that was stupid a little too late.

has a very obvious and very terrible crush on curly, doesn't do a very good job at hiding it but thankfully the man is very dumb and hans't realised it yet (neither has she) (daisuke brings it up once and she almost dropped her favorite mug)

doesn't have her license, and probabaly never will. she rides a bike everywhere, is definitely some end of the hippie spectrum but never has enough free time to truly commit to that.

she has a habit of chewing her fingernails whenever she is nervous, so she paints them regularly to try and break the habit. Her favorite color is actually orange.

voice claim - diane nguyen

Swansea

despite what many people think, Swansea actually got divorced on relatively good terms with his ex-wife. As he was sober entering the relationship, and ended it. He still talks to his kids, and laments over how they sound just like Daisuke sometimes. They'd be around the same age too.

he actually hates coffee, and can't stand the taste of it. Tastes like dirt to him, and would rather drink something sweet or even tea if it's an option. He sometimes drinks coffee if it's the only thing though

Curly was actually his intern for a little while when he first started out, he was helping out carrying boxes and moving stuff around to help him get acquainted with the layout of the ship or to put those young legs to work. They go back a little, so it means something to Swansea to see him achieve what he has. He would never admit it publically, but he is proud of him.

He wanted to play instruments when he was younger but never got much say in it considering how quickly his life fell apart. So he settled for the first thing before him to get him out of that pit, and it just stuck.

He plays card games in his spare time, usually practising. Now that he has a victim, he beats Daisuke at everything.

Swansea actually did not trust Jimmy at all when he first came on board, said Jimmy reminded him too much of a weasel. And he kept that right up until the end.

He notices a little bit of his own kids in all the crew, and it's definitely something he internalizes like crazy. Being so far away from his own kids, he tends to let them lean on him a little more than he should and would make a poor Captain for this exact trait. He just can't bring himself to be too strict, and even after reprimanding Daisuke, he feels extremely guilty, even if it was an important lesson. His sentimentality gets to him easily, but he tries to not show it.

Voice Claim - Ron Swanson

Jimmy

Wanted to be a cop at some point.

He doesn't speak to his sisters, they've long left him or gone off to go do their own thing. He's better off without them anyways.

He met Curly when he was younger, and wanted to desperately be his friend but didn't know how to express that. So he hit Curly over the head with his lunchbox, and they've been friends ever since. Curly took it as just roughhousing, something he was very used to in his large family.

He is allergic to cats, and constantly sneezed around Daisuke in the first few months.

Jimmy actually hates playing board games, he thinks they're extremely boring, but it was very hard to say no when Curly would drag him into them every time. It got the point where he had to start purposefully avoiding him until he got over this phase.

After Curly graduated early and went off to go to flight school, Jimmy dropped out. He was studying finance and law. Went on a four-year bender, and got himself stuck in multiple dark pits that he thought couldn't get any deeper until he ended up somehow on Curly's doorstep. Curly has been working hard to essentially rehabilitate him to a healthier life. Jimmy hates this.

Totally doesn't have a huge crush on Curly still, it rots him to his core at how disgusting it is. Half the time he doesn't even know if these feelings come from desperation, genuine love or anxiety of being in that pit again, and he rolls his eyes at the idea of even discussing it.

Despite being very lanky, he is not the most acrobatic man ever. And is quite clumsy, he tries to hide this but Curly always notices and it drives him nuts.

Voice claim - Bojack Horseman

Daisuke

He has three cats back at home. Junebug, Jazzy and Ducky.

Daisuke actually really likes pokemon, but unfortunately, he didn't bring any games with him. He complains about it almost daily.

Even though he beats Anya in board games, he will probably never beat Swansea. He's so jealous of the card deck he holds.

Has an even bigger sweet tooth than Swansea somehow, and absolutely split one of the last few candy bars from the vending machines.

His mother is a writer, and his father is an architect. He wanted to pursue art but felt like it was very lacking in comparison to his parent's achievements. He didn't resist when they gave him the opportunity to intern, but It wasn't fantastic news either.

Daisuke is actually extremely smart in very technical stuff. He will repeat the dumbest string of words, but accomplish something only a master electrician could in seconds. Swansea and Curly don't understand how his brain works, but it gets the job done. (Its the Autism)

Daisuke is actually terrified of doing something without his parent's permission. He was never an extremely rebellious kid, and it always felt weird to do something without them knowing or their permission first. He was a nervous kid and wasn't always sure if what he was doing was the right thing to do or if he was doing it correctly. This was a habit that got on Jimmy's nerves very quickly.

Daisuke sings in the shower, very loudly. He brought his own walkman, but unfortunately, that got misplaced somehow and he's been bummed out ever since. In return, Swansea and Anya let him have choice of the music sometimes to make him feel included.

He doodles with Anya, showing off their art skills to each other. Anya has a portrait he drew of her in her office desk. She loves it.

Voice Claim - Finn the human

[verysium]

ACT 1, SCENE 3: blue lock headcanons

sae is into skincare: lotions, serums, the whole set. he and rin used to have self-care nights as children during which they would sit in bed with matching face masks and watch cartoons on the family tablet. if they were in a good mood, they would let you join.

barou listens to classical while working out. no joke. this man is so insanely focused he will shoot goals and play paganini at the same time. his work ethic is low-key why you were attracted to him the first place.

nagi is lazy to the point he will deliberately buy five pairs of the same exact pants just to save himself the trouble of having to choose an outfit in the morning. thank god for reo otherwise nagi would still be dressing like he just crawled out of bed. he still can't do much about his bedhead though.

rin desperately wanted to join sae in the deeper end of the community pool; however, he was deathly afraid of drowning. his only logical solution was to cover himself in pool floaties while he dipped a single toe into the water. even to this day, he still has traumatic memories of that experience. you need to hold his hand every time.

kaiser acts like his football prowess comes entirely from natural talent. in reality, he trains to an obsessive degree behind the scenes. you could come home at midnight, and he would still be there replaying every single highlight of his recent game. he is the type to keep detailed notes about all the players he went up against.

isagi likes to walk around his hometown of saitama and just observe the snapshots of life around him. whether it's a street vendor, children playing on a grass patch, or a couple in the sunset, he secretly enjoys these little vignettes of human experience. he would become sentimental when it comes to you. sometimes you have to pull his head out of the clouds.

nagi has parents who work overseas, so the most he sees of them is through video calls or holiday presents. occasionally, he also gets a birthday card shipped through international mail. when you threw him his first surprise party, he secretly felt touched because his family was never big on physical celebrations.

sae is ridiculously good at anything that involves data and calculations. he participated in a math competition one time in junior high, and he would have made it to the national level had he not been entirely focused on football. refused to tutor rin in algebra though because apparently his little brother has to figure out everything for himself. if it were you though, he would begrudgingly agree.

bachira holds the world record in procrastination. his notebook, pencil, and eraser are still as untouched and pristine as they were on the first day of the academic school year. he does not know what a book is, nor has he read one. he only studied because you refused to cuddle with him otherwise.

ego eats so many cups of instant ramen noodles that his glasses begin to fog up from time to time. anri has to clean the frames and lenses weekly just to make sure his myopic self can even see. at this point, she's the real MVP of the entire series.

barou likes to open the windows right after it rains because he enjoys the sweet smell of petrichor. his ideal day would be spent lounging on a couch with some tea and a novel. it would be even more perfect if you snuggled under the blankets with him.

niko sometimes wakes up in the middle of the night, immensely insecure about his forehead. he thinks it looks giant though it really isn't. you have to brush his fringe back and pepper kisses down his face and remind him that a big forehead means a big, sexy brain, so it really isn't that bad. he believes you and goes back to sleep.

shidou would make fun of boomers. in fact, he'd ridicule every single person he considers past their prime. he does not believe in any form of authority, nor does he like being told what to do. if he had his way, he would have turned the entire world into anarchy a long time ago. the only reason why he doesn't wake up and make himself everyone's problem is because he doesn't want to upset you.

kaiser knows he is very well-endowed physically, so he purposefully walks around your apartment shirtless. if he catches you eyeing him, he will make a big deal out of it. tries to not-so-subtly flex his biceps every time he reaches for the milk carton.

reo loves cocktail dresses, especially in the wine red shade. something about the accentuated figure and natural curves gives him goosebumps. his favorite part of you is when your tummy slightly protrudes after you've eaten too much. you might think it's embarrassing, but he thinks it's adorable.

rin only uses shower gel, mostly because he learned his lesson after using the locker room shower stalls. never use bar soap, always use bottled. he's also the type to always have shower shoes. sae taught him that.

bachira is the type of student to completely misread the question and still not feel bad after the teacher points it out. oh no, he was actually supposed to solve for x, not just circle it? he'll shrug it off like nothing ever happened. at least he tried. the teacher should be grateful for his effort.

sae says he does not understand the sentiments behind cute couple traditions but then proceeds to get upset when you show up to his game without wearing his jersey. would definitely get you matching bracelets for your anniversary.

aiku has a high spice tolerance. he would definitely drown his food either in sriracha or buldak sauce. if you can't handle spicy though, he would set aside a separate plate just for you and manually spoon out the food just to make sure you have something to eat too.

aryu never has dry cuticles. he is always trimming and filing to perfection. sometimes he has beef with your nail tech because he thinks he could have done so much better on your acrylics. refuses to let you go to a salon because he already has all the tools and expertise necessary.

sae does not know how to cook. his manager has always ordered take-out for him. the one time he tried to use a microwave, he completely misread the package instructions and nearly burned the entire building down. called you up with the straightest face afterwards to tell you that the smoke alarms were not shutting off.

barou unconsciously caves into peer pressure. every single new trend makes him rethink his personal style. however, he views it all with an old man mentality. like what are these youngsters doing these days? dying their hair every possible color of the rainbow? he has to do that too. proceeds to call aryu to add red streaks into his own hair. sometimes you have to remind him that external opinion should always taken with a grain of salt.

chigiri has a major sweet tooth. if you so much as bake him one single treat, he will have made plans to put a ring on your finger before he even finishes the damn pastry. his ideal partner is someone mature and understanding who can take care of him well. definitely likes the homemaker type.

gagamaru is the seeing friend in your relationship. no matter how many trips he makes to the optometrist, he will always come back with perfect 20/20 vision. definitely a nature enthusiast, and he loves hiking. even if you're blind as a bat, he will always be there to hold your hand in the dark.

© verysium 2023 / please do not translate, repost, or plagiarize any of my works

[starstruckmiraclekitty]

Hello!! How do we feel about a Ghost x reader where the reader has trouble opening up emotionally. When she does, she feels like she’s burdened him and has to make up for it…kind of “earning back his love” through acts of service. Love your work!!!!

Thank you so much!!!! I hope this is what you were looking for. I relate to this so much😭

Synopsis: You finally open up to Simon about your depression, but end up feeling like a burden after doing so.

Warnings: mentions of depression, worthlessness and being a burden, swearing, angst

I've Got You, Kid.

“Have any of you seen Y/N?” Ghost had spent the better part of 20 minutes trying to find you on base. 

“Think the lass went out for a walk in the courtyard, she said something about needing fresh air.” Soap said, looking away from his card game with Gaz to address Ghost.

Ghost grunted in reply, and made toward the courtyard. He’d been wanting to talk to you all day. You were fairly quiet the whole week, and not acting quite like yourself. 

He found you on one of the benches in the courtyard, staring up at the sky. He stopped before approaching you to take in your features. You looked beautiful in the moonlight. You had almost looked as if you were glowing. The thing that he'd noticed most of all, though, was the frown that was etched on your face.

"Hey, love." He gently touched your shoulder to get your attention.

"Oh! Hey. Doing okay?" You turned to look at him, mustering a smile best you could.

"I should be asking you that. Are you alright?" Simon's eyes softened as they took you in. He could tell the smile on your face wasn't a genuine one, and it tugged at his heart. 

"I'm fine, just tired is all." You waved away his concerns and looked back up at the night sky.

"Y/N. We've been together for how long? I know when something is off, love. Talk to me, please." He begged quietly, turning your face toward him with his hand.

You took a deep breath and furrowed your brows as you debated on telling him. You'd been feeling down for a while now. Your depression would come and go randomly, but this time, it was worse than usual. You weren't one for talking about your feelings, though. Coming from a family who was not keen on sharing emotions, you learned from a young age to bottle up your feelings. The way Simon was looking at you, however, had you feeling that it may be okay to let him in on your internal struggle.

"I um. Just haven't been feeling myself. I don't feel like I've been doing a great job out in the field, I'm tired all the time, and I just feel, I don't know. I've been feeling worthless." You grew quiet as you finished your thought, turning your gaze to your folded hands in front of you. "I just can't shake this feeling, no matter how hard I try."

"Hey, now. None of that. You've been doing amazing, kid. Price was just telling me the other day how good you've gotten." Simon said as he grabbed your fidgeting hands in his, stroking them softly. "Thinking like that will only bring you down worse."

"Yeah, you're right. It's stupid. Just gotta shake it off." You said softly and tried your best to give your lover a genuine smile. 

"It's not stupid." Simon gave you a warm smile in return and kissed your temple. "Why don't we go get some sleep. It's been a long day."

You nodded your head in agreement, biting your lip to keep it from quivering. You thought maybe opening up to Simon would've made you feel better, but it made you feel worse. You weren't sure exactly what you'd wanted him to say, but his words did little to ease your somber mood. To make matters worse, you felt that you annoyed him. He had enough of his own problems to deal with, he didn't need you adding yours to his plate as well.

Taking his arm, the two of you walked to his quarters in a comfortable silence. At that moment, you wanted nothing more than to climb in bed and cry yourself to sleep. 

The next morning, Simon awoke to your side of his bed being cold. He stretched his arms out to pull you close, only to find your side empty. He sat up hoping to find you still in his room, and frowned when you weren't there. 

Thinking you must've gotten an early start without him, he got up to start his day, pausing abruptly when he saw a note lying on top of his mask, with a pair of fresh clothes for him to wear.

Washed up your mask, and uniform! Was a little dirty, so I thought I'd give it a good clean. Used the soap you like, too. - Y/N

Simon chuckled to himself as he inspected his mask. It'd been a while since it was cleaned, and he couldn't help but smile as he got a whiff of the detergent he loved so much. 

~

Later on, he made his way into the mess hall where he found you sitting with Soap. 

"Morning, love. Thanks for washing my mask." He kissed your brow as he approached. " 'M gonna go get some-"

"Already got it for you! Coffee black with two sugars, and a plain bagel one side with cream cheese and one with butter!" You cut him off, pointing to the spot next to you. 

Simon's eyes widened at your words, and looked down to find his usual morning breakfast sitting on the table beside yours. 

"Gee, thanks, kid." He squeezed your shoulder lovingly before sitting down next to you. 

"Shit, you two ever go sideways, Y/N just so you know I'm single…and more than ready to mingle." Soap joked, dodging a piece of bagel being thrown at him by Simon. 

You chuckled to yourself before gathering your trash on the table and standing up. 

"Leaving already?" Simon's eyes lifted from his food to meet yours, a bemused expression forming on his face.

"Yeah, got some stuff to do. Busy day!" You chirped, kissing Simon's head before making your way to the trash bin. 

Simon looked back to his food before turning to Soap. "Is everything okay with her this morning?"

"Dunno, tried talking to her, but you know how she is." Soap smiled sadly, and his gaze fell on you, exiting the mess hall. "Somethings clearly up with her, though."

Simon grunted in reply, turning back to finish his breakfast. 

~

In the evening, Ghost still hadn't seen you since the mess hall that morning. He'd kept an eye out for you the entire day, not spotting you once. You hadn't even joined him for lunch, which was rare for you. 

He walked into the weapons locker to report for weapon cleaning duty, and was shocked when he stepped foot inside. All of the weapons had already been cleaned, and neatly stacked in such a way that he immediately knew you were the one to do it. 

Ghost took a deep breath, and let his thoughts race. You were always a kind lover, going above and beyond to help him, but this was extreme. For you to do all the things you'd done for him today, yet not show your face much at all the entire day? Simon felt his heart strings tug a little, and he knew he had to talk to you. 

Did he not say the right things last night? Were you still feeling upset? He knew he was bad with words, but he had truly thought he'd gotten better at it. 

Making a B-line for the mess hall, he was hoping you'd still be there finishing up your dinner. 

When he'd arrived he was elated to find you still sitting in your usual spot, this time with Konïg. You were laughing quietly with the man before Simon approached the two of you.

"Hey! I can go grab you some dinner, do you want to join us?" You gave Simon a small smile, and moved to stand. 

"No, I'm fine. Do you have a moment actually? To talk?" 

"Okay." You followed Simon, who was moving at a rather brisk pace to exit the mess hall.

"Are you okay?" You questioned him once the two of you were alone.

"Y/N, sweetheart, please talk to me." He pleaded, grabbing your hands in his. "You haven't been yourself in days, and I thought everything was okay after last night. But it doesn't seem better, and I can't help but feel like I said something wrong."

Your eyes started to gloss over as you took in his words. You felt even worse now, knowing that Simon thought this was his fault. You were the one being the burden, not him. 

"No, no. I just." You paused, not knowing what to say next. You, like Simon, weren't great with expressing how you felt, and were struggling to find the words. 

"I- I feel like a burden. I know you have enough on your plate and here I am whining about being depressed. I felt bad so I.. was trying to make you happy." Tears were now falling down your cheeks, and Simon's thumbs came to stroke them away. 

"Y/N, look at me. You are not, and never will be a burden, do you understand me? I love you more than you'll ever comprehend. I know I am not great at talking all the time, but my God I will listen to you and whatever troubles you may have, no matter how small they may seem to you." He spoke softly, as his thumbs continued to wipe away your tears. "And do not ever think you don't make me happy. I'm the happiest I've ever been in my shitty life, because of you."

"Simon." You sobbed, throwing yourself into his chest. 

"I've got you, kid. I'm always here, okay? I love you so fucking much." Simon wrapped his arms tightly around you, rubbing your back in soothing circles. "Why don't we make a pact. Let's both do better coming to one another with this stuff. So that it never gets this far. That sound okay?"

You nodded your head against his chest, blinking away the remaining tears. Simon leaned down to place a kiss on your temple.

The two of you stayed like that for a while, Simon continuing to rub your back. 

"I love you Simon, thank you." You said, pulling away to kiss him. 

"Of course, that's what I'm here for, yeah? Why don't we go inside, I'll draw you a bath in my quarters."

"Only if you'll join me."

"Always." Simon smiled down at you, and took your hand to lead you toward his room. 

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A/N: Thanks for reading!!☺️ Working on a few other requests but feel free to send any you'd like to see written!

[javiersprincess]

𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓'𝐒 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝚬 𝐈𝐒 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝚬.

tags: 18+ minors dni, fem reader, established relationship, pro soccer player kunigami, closet sex, fingering, making out, penetrative and oral sex hinted, jealousy and possessive themes, mention of unwanted flirting and physical touch - let me know if i missed something !

synopsis: what is kunigmai rensuke’s is kunigami rensuke’s, and nothing will change that even your stupid co-worker who can’t keep his hands to himself.

If Kunigami had it his way, he'd make it so you would never have to lift a finger. He’s overpaid doing what he lives for - going pro was everything he wanted, and it soothes an ugly green part of himself that knows he can provide for you. But you are too kind for that kind of life, you still try to pay for things despite how he always pre-pays for dinners or straight up takes your cards out of your wallet when you go out shopping. You work a normal job, something usual and consistent. You like it that way and he tries to respect that very much. 

He thinks he’s done an excellent job of it until you bring him to a corporate party and all that goes out the window. It starts normally enough, you show him around your office and it makes him smile that you have a framed jersey with his number on it, a poster of his team, and a framed photo of him holding you at a championship game - the first one of his pro career. It’s sweet, it fills him with such pride to know you carry him with you each day you clock into the office. He meets your co-workers - most are older than you as you are one of the newer hires and they all gawk over him with wide eyes and gasping lips.

You had told your office your boyfriend was a pro athlete but didn’t explicitly say your boyfriend and Kunigami Rensuke were the same. It didn’t bother him in retrospect, you’ve always been the quieter one between the two of you - all attempts for privacy came from you, and you never wanted Kunigmai to feel as if you were with him for fame or money.

You love Kunigami Rensuke with all your soul and it is there in the most subtle of ways that exist only for the two of you to bear witness to. The polaroid of your blacked-out silhouettes from New years on the back of your phone case and the locket around his neck that holds the photos of your engagement shoot that he kisses before he’s out on the pitch. The way you have a homemade book filled with recipes for when he goes on his diet to help him bulk up or slim down when the soccer season rolls around. The way he has a list of which chocolate and jam spread brands you like for when you have your cravings. 

These things, these actions are eternal in an otherwise epithermal world and Kunigami knows damn well that he does not stand for on the international stage to play for something like his country’s pride. He plays for you and for you alone, for the beading of tears that shine in your eyes whenever he succeeds - his pride is yours and his joy is yours too. And for the most part, you two have had your relatively peaceful love lives, your e  waits for the two of you in the summer of next year and it’s blissful in a way that he doesn’t have the words to describe. Maybe that’s why you always nagged him to pay attention in his Classics class, then he would have the words to describe all that he feels for you the way you always know what to say to him whenever he needs it.

And he would have all the words to say what he feels when he hears what your co-worker, a relatively handsome man your age, calls you - “Hey work-wife”. Kunigmai already does not like him, he feels the way you tense from where your arm is tucked into his elbow - he was raised to be a gentleman by a strict mother and an even stricter older sister who has been handed too many douchey men so she made sure to raise him right (He hears her bragging to you about his manners too many times to count when he brings you over for family dinners). He can see why you tense up because the minute you're on your own - you wanted to get something to drink and when he offered to get it instead, you gave him that pout that speaks to your want to do things on your own. It never fails to be cute to him so he laughs softly and lets you go with a nod of his head and a final squeeze of your hand. Any joy evaporates and tastes of ash when he sees your younger co-worker come up to you and place his arm around your shoulders - tugging you close, too close in his opinion which sours further when he sees how you tense under his touch.

He knows you, and he knows how much you hate anyone’s touch other than his own.

Kunigami is on his feet faster than ever and your work best friend sputters after him as their polite but meaningless conversation goes to dust as he leaves with a barely-there excuse. He is at your side faster than you can blink, long legs and speed training make it so. His hand is warm and familiar - firm as he loops it around your waist, tugging you until you are flushed to him, free from your co-worker’s touch.

“Wow, easy tiger - is this the infamous famous boyfriend? I thought you were fibbin’ about him bein’ a pro soccer player?” The man grins at you in a way that was supposed to be charming but looks more like a grimace and his accent reminds Kunigami of Karasu so he concludes he is from Osaka. Auburn eyes light into a blaze as he tilts his head, sizing up his prey and he is glad when he sees the other swallow thickly at the sight of him. Kunigami has always been imposing - with each centimeter he grows and each kg he gains it only adds to how easily he can intimidate the people around him.

So he delights when he sees how the other man’s confidence withers and dies, turning to bone and ash before his very eyes - it worsens when Kunigami can see the familiar glint of jealousy that burns like acid when Kunigami tightens his hold on your waist; drawing you closer to his side until he feels your warmth through your clothes. Kunigami’s ego only soars on two occasions when he scores and when he has you in his arms in front of someone who so badly wants what is so rightfully his.

Kunigami doesn’t say anything - he doesn’t have to, the other man knows the battle is lost. He never had a chance to begin with, not when your man is Kunigami Rensuke himself. You let him take you to the lobby of the building, far from the party and there is a look of distress on your face that Kunigami can’t stand - he has half the mind to go back to the party and punch your shitty coworker himself. With a quick sweep around the lobby, he snorts when his gaze lands on the opened coat closet that would be the perfect place to take this to where he wants. Still leading the way he pushes you inside it, locking the door behind him and he finds that it isn’t as cramped as he thought. It still lets him push himself up against your smaller form - crowding you against the wall in a way that he knows makes you tongue-tied.

“Are you mad at me?” You ask and he says a quick no because he’s not - jealous and possessiveness dance along his spine but that can wait until you are comforted.

“Does he always talk to you like that - touches you like that? When you don’t want to be?” He asks and he tilts his head so you can see a single searing auburn eye among the shadow of how his hair falls. You nod, bringing a hand to your face, and rub at your temples in exhaustion.

“Y-yeah he does - I thought it would go away if I started talking about you but when that didn’t work I started bringing some of your merchandise from home to here, you know to show that I’m dedicated to you and stuff.” You pause to take a shuddering breath as you remember how the man’s touch felt on your skin - stinging like acid rain and rancid like sulfur, you only wanted Kunigami to be able to touch you like that. He hums, leaning back against the door so that he can hear it creak a little under his weight.

“I thought - I already wanted to bring you along but I thought if you came he’d finally give up his stupid delusion of always flirting with me, calling me stupid things like his work wife and stuff.” You finish and your shoulders are by your ears like they do when you are about to cry so he draws near, wrapping a bulky arm around your tense shoulders. You are brought in close to where you can almost taste the notes of his cologne and all it does is make you nuzzle into his skin in the way you know tickles him. He chuckles into your ear and his hand that rubs at your shoulders relaxes you into his body.

“Guys like that are assholes, they don’t give up - thought you would have known that from being around me all the time and the team,” Kunigami mutters, throwing a tease in there to make you laugh. It’s to his relief that it does and you snort into the color of his shirt, your voice muffled against his strong body.

“You aren’t an asshole,” you defend him and he huffs amusedly at your claim.

“The others are - and I’m not an asshole to you.” He remarks pulling away just to look at you with a barely there smile that was a little too proud of what he is saying. You look at him with a stern expression, though there is some amusement in your eyes and he’s glad he still can cheer you up.

“Your teammates aren’t that bad, and neither are you.” Kunigami smiles slightly and butts his head with you like the way dogs do when they want your attention and your affection.

“That’s why guys like that always think they’ve got a chance with you - always so sweet even to shitty losers who don’t deserve it.”  You pull away to look up at him, raising a finger to point in his face with something stubborn in your eyes.

“You better not be put in that category of a shitty loser Kunigami Rensuke, you hear me?” You warn, voice firm and he smiles a little wider - the sort of self-satisfied and dripping in ego that he most reserves for being out on the field but he gives it to you too sometimes. 

“Don’t worry sweetheart. I got you, there's no way I’m a shitty loser when I get to take you home every night.” His smug reply and the rolling of your eyes are cut off by the heated kiss he presses to your lips. It tastes of him - the snowy peaks of his hometown and the fire of his veins you can only latch onto the front of his shirt when you feel his tongue slip into your gasping mouth. It feels right, it feels true Kunigami is the only man who is allowed to touch you, to taste you and that is how it must be. His hands don’t keep to themselves, they slip under the skirt of your dress. A simple long-sleeved dress but it makes him hungry all the same, gluttony and greed paint his hands as you feel them come up to the curve of your ass - his fingers follow the lace trail of your panties, stockings, and garters with the same worshiping haze of a devoted acolyte.

Devotion can be tasted and love can be felt as your hands do not remain idle, they are in his hair and cradling his jaw. When he pulls away Kunigami hates that he can’t sustain himself on you alone but your lipstick is on his lips and your perfume coils around him like a fog and he thinks that’s good enough for now. You’re panting, his hands haven’t stopped just because the kiss has and you whine something startled when you feel his fingers trace the gusset of your panties with something wicked in his autumn eyes.

“I thought you said you weren’t mad -”

“I’m not,” He says with certainty but there’s evil in the way he half smiles at you, “just competitive.”

 What you wish to say never comes as you gasp when you feel the skirt of your dress being rucked up and the too-cool air of your office dancing around your heated lower half. The garters squeeze into the plush of your skin and Kunigami can’t stop the groan that tugs from his chest even if he wants to. Rough fingers pull back the soft satin material of your panties, and your cunt weaves its silk webs of wanting that follow the damp fabric until they snap and his fingers are tracing the petals of your pussy with newfound hunger. The curls of your pelvis part and cling to your slick, Kunigami fights the urge to drop to his knees to lick you clean but this isn’t the place for that - the closet is too narrow and the walls too thin, they can barely conceal what it is he is doing to you now. Strong fingers find your puffy clit and you hide your whine into his beck, your form crumpling and shaking under the sudden but all-encompassing pleasure that laps at your ankles up to your neck. 

“You’re mine, yeah? Doesn’t matter what any shithead calls you - you’re mine.” His words are like magma that course through the earth and you can only nod and whine and nod some more with each declaration he murmurs into your ear as you lose more of your sanity in the flow and ebb of having your cunt played with. Kunigami is nothing but demanding and now that he’s shed his polite outer layer all he is left with is the beast within. He ensures to ensnare you with his claws as if there is anywhere else you would rather be.

 You feel his hair tickle your temples as his head turns - Kunigami twisting his head until his mouth is level with your neck - tender is the flesh and ripe for his white teeth to dig into the skin. You gasp, a third finger has slipped it along with the burning sting of his teeth digging into your neck you can’t help but sigh his name in utter adoration - “Rensuke!”

The fingers inside you curl and Kunigami sucks at your neck, the flesh darkening and flushing the same color as the lust shared between the two of you. Your chest aches, from your heart to the peaks of your nipples that grow tight still confide in your dress because this isn’t enough despite the burning twine of pleasure in your stomach.

You want for more - his tongue, his cock, and then his fingers again, it all feels so good; this does not feel like enough. Your words are clipped and breath but they reach him, your prayers for your lover of a god.

“Please - please Rensuke! I want more, please give me more!” You whisper to him, nerves fried and everything feels like a blur except for how your thighs tremble as the pleasure becomes more and more unbearable. His fingers, thick and long and so very cruel, keep their pace, curl inside of you the final time and you cum with his tongue in your mouth. It feels dirty and indecent - it could be because the setting of where your cunt was finger fucked into a haze is finally setting in but you can’t even put two in two together until you feel Kunigami’s hard-on pressed up against you. Your stockings feel soaked through from sweat and slick, your heels make you feel unstable and you can only blink up at him barely as he pressed his mouth to your ear again.

“You’re gonna go out there - say your goodbyes like the sweet thing you are with your cute cunt fucked by my fingers and with my marks on your skin. Get your things, take longer than ten and I won’t let you come all night long.”  A promise whispered, made with the following action of his hands following the curve of your ass as Kunigami smoothes down your pretty dress to give some decency after the indecent things both said and done in this small space. The prospect of punishment weighs heavy on the tongue but a part of him is delighted in your choppy nod and starry eyes. He opens the door but not without pressing a final kiss to your bitten lips and with a final reach of his hand to sweep your hair to the side - where the mark of his teeth screams all the possession he carries in his heart.

As you walk out of the closet with unsteady steps he can’t help but let his palm meets your behind in a quick swipe - it makes him half grin, a cruel tease as you jump and rub at your ass. Kunigami holds up the car keys and tilts his head in the direction of the parking lot.

“I’ll be outside - don’t keep me waiting.”

[pico-farad]

GX Character Names - an in-depth analysis

(i promise there's more substance than you think)

⇀ yūki jūdai (遊城 十代)

« yū (遊) - play, enjoyment » « ki (城) - castle »

The yū (遊) uses the same kanji that all the other Yu-tagonists have, but it's probably more relevant to Judai than any other protagonist. 遊 is a particle with many associations, most notably play and games, but also enjoyment, freedom, travel, and hedonism. All the protagonists play children's card games, but Judai is the one who most treats it like a children's card game, even when he shouldn't. His signature phrase is literally "That was a fun duel!"

The ki (城) kanji means castle and could be a slight nod to his past life, but more importantly, yūki is a homophone of 勇気, meaning courage and fighting spirit -- fitting for his hero theming and pure shonen protag energy.

« jū (十) - ten » « dai (代) - generation »

First of all, there's a fun connection with the first character of Judai's name meaning 10, to the first character of Manjoume's name being 10,000, as well as the Tenjoin siblings phonetically having 'ten' in their name (Fubuki even references it by signing his name '10join').

The second character dai (代) is fitting given the name of the show. The G in GX stands for "Generation." And the X stands for "neXt," but get this -- X is also 10 in roman numerals.

That's right... Judai's name is literally GX.

It goes deeper though. The more blatant meaning is that taken together, 十代 means adolescence, or teenager (it has similar etymology to the latter, something like "the tens ages"). But jūdai is also a homophone of 重大 - serious, grave, of great importance. That's it, those are literally the themes of the show in one name.

GX is ultimately a coming of age story. Judai is a kid who just wants to play games and have fun, but over the course of the show, is forced to give up that childish simplicity in the face of adult responsibility. He starts off believing that being a hero is just about courage and shonen ideals, and learns though grave consequences that it's not, and that being a hero isn't fun at all.

⇀ manjoume jun (万丈目 準)

« man (万) - ten-thousand » « jou (丈) - height, strong » « me (目) - eye, seeing »

This is where the 1, 10, 100, 1000 chant comes from. Combined with the second character, it feels grandiose and ego-inflated, then when you add on the final character, me (目), associated with seeing, the vibe you get is something like "looking down on (from a height of 10,000)." All of which makes his insistence on being called Manjoume-san even more conceited, but also gives you an idea of how the Manjoume family name looms over Manjoume himself.

« jun (準) - semi, secondary »

In contrast to his family name, his given name shows us the other side of Manjoume's character. jun has several kanji spellings with positive and auspicious meanings. One of them, 潤 (to profit, to become wealthy), would have been an obvious choice for our rich boy. 

But no, instead they chose 準, a kanji with a meaning that can be difficult to pin down. It's associated with preparation and reserves, such as reserve funds (準備金) -- in other words, being the back-up, extraneous. In the workforce, it indicates assistants, associates, juniors (準会員, 準社員). It's part of the words for semi-finals (準決勝) and runner-up (準優勝). Ultimately, it's a character that carries a meaning of being secondary.

Underneath all that snobby pomp, Manjoume feels inferior to his brothers, and can also never win against Judai, and this drives his character arc. The tension between his last and first names, of "looking down on" and "being secondary," is emblematic of Manjoume's internal conflict.

This is driven in even further by the fact that his brothers have first names that complement their last name. The first character of his oldest brother's name, Chosaku (長作), means leader, senior, or superiority (which directly parallels the meaning of associate for Jun, and also fits with Chosaku being a businessman), but it's also phonetically the same as 兆 which means one trillion, basically exaggerating upon the 10,000 of his last name.

Meanwhile his middle brother Shoji's name (正司) starts with the character associated with truth and lawfulness (ironic considering he's a slimy politician), was archaically used to mean of higher rank in court (again paralleling Jun), and also has a niche meaning of 10 to the 40th power, or... 10,000 trillion trillion.

⇀ marufuji shou (丸藤 翔) and marufuji ryou (丸藤 亮)

« maru (丸) - circle, entirety, perfection » « fuji (藤) - wisteria »

Circles are significant symbols in Japanese culture, used in divination to represent completeness and perfection, and the kanji 丸 also carries this meaning. Wisteria is a cultural symbol too, representing love and longetivity, with a tie to royalty and nobility.

All together, the name rings as elegant and dignified. In season 1, we see how Shou feels pressured and unable to live up to the name he shares with his brother, who embodies it. Perfection is a key part of Ryou's character -- in the graduation duel, he even acknowledges that he has reached perfection, but also that it is a limit, setting up for the deconstruction of the theme.

« shou (翔) - to soar »

Shou's name simply represents his character arc, starting from Osiris Red with no confidence in himself, and ending in Obelisk Blue, surpassing his brother who has an opposite arc of "falling." It's also a homophone of 小 meaning small or younger.

« ryou (亮) - clear, brightness »

The kanji used for Ryou's name is part of words like moonlight (亮月), rightfulness (亮直), as well as words associated with royalty, like mourning the emperor (亮闇). All of which vaguely match the tone of Ryou's character as "the Kaiser." The Cyber Dragons are also light attribute, and he is introduced with "light" theming which is all reversed after his turn to the dark side in season 2.

The kanji can also be part of the word ryousatsu (亮察) which can mean to take into account, to consider, and to sympathize. A core theme of Ryou's character is having respect for his opponent and not underestimating them -- this is why you'll often hear Shou referring to "respectful dueling," and also why Power Bond is their signature card, because without respecting your opponent's capabilities and taking their field into account, the card will backfire on you.

Oh, and as an aside, Ryou does not use the same kanji as Bakura Ryou from the original Yu-Gi-Oh, who uses 了 -- completion or ending.

⇀ tenjoin asuka (天上院 明日香) and tenjoin fubuki (天上院 吹雪)

« tenjo (天上) - heavens » « in (院) - institution »

The first part ties into the Cyber Angels that Asuka uses, as well as the Atmosphere cards that Fubuki uses in the manga. It's also referenced by Fubuki in his embarrassing pickup line ("What do you see above?" "Ten... join!" This is the guy that Manjoume thinks is the love magician)

The second part is a particle used for institutions, particularly stately ones in government or higher education, which makes sense if you believe Asuka becomes a teacher. Overall, it's a refined name which perfectly suits Asuka, and not Fubuki.

« asu (明日) - tomorrow » « ka (香) - fragrance »

The first part of her name is why Jim calls her Tomorrow Girl, which spawned the Asuka/Jim ship by itself, but it also suits Asuka really well, because her character arc in season 4 is ultimately about moving on and embracing the future. She leaves behind the safety of Duel Academy and takes a step into the unknown by going to America.

« fubuki (吹雪) - blizzard »

This is why he's nicknamed the Blizzard Prince. Otherwise, he doesn't have any connection to blizzards, but Asuka uses ice decks in the Society of Light and in the manga, so the Tenjoins both have some ice theming.

⇀ misawa daichi (三沢 大地)

« mi (三) - three » « sawa (沢) - marsh, brilliance »

Another number-themed name alongside Judai's 10 and Manjoume's 10,000. sawa is a common kanji in names, but you could argue it ties into his signature monster, Water Dragon.

« dai (大) - great, vast » « chi (地) - earth »

Of his six decks, we see two of them, his water deck and his earth deck. The latter of which he uses against Tania, who in turn uses her wisdom deck -- which is perfect because daichi can also be a homophone of 大知, which means great wisdom. Nerd.

⇀ tyranno kenzan (ティラノ 剣山)

« tyranno (ティラノ) »

This name is derived from tyrannosaurus rex. Because he's got dino fucking DNA.

« ken (剣) - sword » « zan (山) - mountain »

The literal characters are fitting for Kenzan, who has an offense-focused deck of mostly earth attribute monsters, and a personality to match. But as a whole, 剣山 refers to a tool in traditional flower arrangement. The kenzan is the base in which the arrangement is stuck into, a foundation which keeps the structure secure. Kenzan ultimately looks up to Judai (and calls him aniki) because he wants to be a leader like him, one who can bear the weight of his followers' expectations. We don't get much of this after his introductory episode, but I still think it's a fitting name for a dependable guy.

⇀ saotome rei (早乙女 レイ)

« sa (早) - early, quickly » « otome (乙女) - maiden »

This one is pretty on the nose. The first character refers to how she came to Duel Academy early, being younger than all the other characters, and not joining the cast until much later. The otome is the same used in her signature card Koisuru Otome, or Maiden in Love, and also refers to a romance genre for girls. As a whole, saotome is also a term for a girl who plants rice paddies.

The name may also be a reference to Saotome Ranma, the protagonist of Ranma ½, which is about a boy who changes into a girl when splashed with water.

« rei (レイ) »

Rei is a unisex name with many different kanji spellings and meanings, but instead, Rei's name is spelled with katakana. Given that she dresses as a boy twice and uses masculine pronouns in Japanese, this may be to make the gender more ambiguous than if kanji with more gendered connotations were used, such as 麗 (graceful) or 鈴 (bell sound) which are more feminine, or 零 (zero), or 令 (authority) which are more masculine.

If you ever wondered, Ray from Arc-V also uses the same katakana spelling, though this may be because most of the Arc-V characters from other dimensions use katakana, which sounds more foreign or ambiguous in origin. Meanwhile, Rei from Zexal uses 零 (zero).

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Feel free to correct me if anything doesn't seem right! I'm not Japanese and may have read too much into some of this.

[queenie-avenue]

How do yanderes react to receiving a scarf knitted by a reader?

Knitted with love.

💌 ⤻ ft. ALL THE YANDERES

—> your gifts are only for them.

⤻ reader is gender neutral, typical yandere behaviour, possessive behaviour, obsessive behaviour, soft yandere, mentions of kidnapping (mafia boss), mentions of stealing (the baseball player)

note: i was too lazy to link all of the yanderes, especially since i have so many now, so i will just link my archives when i do joint posts.

💌 ⤻ THE CEO, ADRIAN HOUDE

— He would absolutely be ecstatic but also torn about it. He wants to keep the sweater all to himself, but he also wants to show it off to the world and demand that the scarf be mass-produced and sold in stores. It's a very challenging decision to make, but he eventually decides to keep the scarf all to himself. He is — as he calls himself — a selfish bastard, after all.

— However, despite his internal struggle, he would keep a cool expression and thank you sincerely and compliment your hard work.

— Would gift something as a thank you, probably something designer. Or would just look at the shopping history on your laptop and buy something from there. Or buy all, black cards exist for a reason!

💌 ⤻ THE CHEERLEADER, KATIE WILLIAMS

— Would gush about it loudly about the fact you were so sweet to present them with a gift! Aw, sweet little you! Katie would hug, kiss and gab all over your form.

— Extremely territorial over the scarf, will not let anyone touch it.

— Sets a trend in the University you're at, where partners gift each other scarves.

💌 ⤻ THE BASEBALL PLAYER, JESPER HARGREAVES

— Oddly enough, he would sniff it first. Then he would utterly melt into it, thanking you profusely by holding you so tight it felt like he might choke you to death.

— Will wear it regardless of the weather. Even if it's sweltering hot and he is sweating bullets. You'll probably have to make something more summer-themed to get him to take off the bloody thing.

— Will beg for more handmade goods from you and will “borrow” the things you made for other people.

💌 ⤻ THE ACADEMIC RIVAL, SEO MIN-JUN

— Will not accept it at first. Will try to accuse you of trying to get close to him because of his family and wealth. If you persist, he will throw it into the bin in front of everyone just to humiliate you further.

— While patrolling the rounds of the school, he will go back to where he threw it and dumpster dive just to get it back. Look at how obsessed you made him, you have to take responsibility for that.

— The next day, an anonymous person has given you expensive chocolates. You realise that Min-Jun is carefully staring to see your reaction to it.

💌 ⤻ THE BARISTA, AKIMITSU MINORU

— Is shocked when you do so but immediately accepts and tells you you shouldn't work so hard next time.

— Offers you a cup of coffee as a thank you.

— Very reserved about it but from that moment on, he's always wearing the scarf. But not in ways you would expect. Sometimes it's hooked onto his waist, somethings around his neck — like how it's supposed to be worn — and sometimes just displayed in the coffee shop like some kind of trophy.

— Would convince you into only giving these sort of gifts to him.

💌 ⤻ THE COVER, VALERIO MARCHETTI

— Your habit of knitting started when you were bored and Valerio gave you something to play with. A knitting set, fitting for someone like you. He made sure to give you those blunt materials though, wouldn't want you escaping!

— Was shocked when you gave it to him. Probably sent it to get it checked for poison.

— Even after making sure it's not poisonous, he doesn't wear it. He simply leaves it with you.

— He isn't exactly obsessed (in this part yet), but he certainly is intrigued by you, would wear the scarf just to see your reaction.

💌 ⤻ THE MAFIA BOSS, VITTORIA CONSTANZO

— Utterly ecstatic at the prospect of you doing such a thing for her. It means you're slowly forgiving her, right?

— Will keep the scarf and use it as inspiration for her next collection of dresses, all using yarn. Will make a special dress just for you to wear out of yarn, just like you've done for her.

— You'll probably get more time without your restraints after this, she trusts you a bit more now and will give you a bit more freedom.

[thelibrarian1895]

Bruce is the restraining bolt

Let's say that Bruce "dies" again. Tim, of course, figures it's another temporary thing and bonus he doesn't need to risk another organ to prove it this time. That being said, Bruce isn't around to stop them now. Dick doesn't feel the need to be the dad this time since Bruce will be back. He's the big brother, the babysitter at best. Jason has never felt the need to step up into a parental role for any of his sibs before and he's not going to stop now. Cass won't kill, that is her line, beyond that, she's not anyone's parent either. Tim is one bad day away from being a supervillain, he seriously needs a vacation but at the same time he needs something that will keep him busy or he will get paranoid (thanks B for the trauma) and so he's not going to stop anyone, Duke doesn't have the experience to know when or if he should stop any of his sibs, steph and barbara are staying out of it as while they are family they consider themselves cousins at best no matter what B says, and no one is going to let Damian boss them around.

That being established, B is gone, Alfred is fretting but not inclined to stop anyone anyway, the kids decide that while the bat is away...

When Bruce returns, Alfred is just returning from a spa trip his beloved grandchildren insisted that he go on since he deserved a nice break and they even investigated to make sure the spa wasn't a scam or front! While Alfred was gone and Bruce was "dead", all Black Mask's warehouses had been mysteriously destroyed with large explosions that Bruce had previously forbidden because he was worried about collateral damage since some of those warehouses were sandwiched by other storage facilities and places where people squatted. (Steph and Jason, both very affronted because they are professionals B! And yes, there were also glitter bombs involved, it made the fire extra pretty with the different colors).

Furthermore, Lex Luthor is no longer the majority shareholder of his own company anymore, that would be Tim now, and all of Lex's employees are rejoicing since they're all getting a pay raise that brings them from the legal bare minimum to not just a living wage but twice that plus benefits even for those who aren't full timers (which is basically everyone, lex never wanted to get benefits for anyone). Lex is also being investigated for embezzling, money laundering, domestic and international terrorism, and the trafficking of minors (kon). Lex chose a very bad time to make Kon sad and Tim took that personally.

Bruce also discovered that Tim's childhood home, aka the drake's old place next door for the given value of next door, has been demolished and that whole area is now a botanical garden and registered wildlife sanctuary. (Damian with assistance and permission from Tim since technically the land was in Tim's name, Damian persuaded Poison Ivy to help while also monitoring to ensure she didn't slip in anything detrimental and also breaking up the exotic animal smuggling ring that B had been trying to keep from him to prevent this very thing. Tim, in the meantime, just happened to have a number of people on hand more than happy to work in a botanical garden/wildlife sanctuary and no, none of those people were ever formerly ninja who answered to Ra's before realizing that Red Robin was a far better employer, why would you ever think they were?)

And of course, the Joker is dead. None of his kids are fessing up to this. If pressed, they will cry, even Jason, and say that they thought Joker killed their dad and they wished it had been them because they missed him so much! (It was Dick and Barbara, Babs faked the paperwork for Dick to go in as an orderly, Dick, in disguise, gave the Joker altered medication via injection and made sure to get some air bubbles in for good measure, official COD was a totally natural brain aneurysm, so sad, no autopsy needed, burn the body)

Duke was a bit of a wild card and ended up hanging out with Selina, picking up a few extra skills, and using those skills to break into various mansions and apartments of the filthy rich to steal back stolen art and artifacts and return them to museums in their country of origin so they can be enjoyed by everyone (he watched indiana jones recently and the "it belongs in a museum" popped into his head a lot, he did wear a particular hat while he was committing his heists) It was nice potential step mother and step son bonding time

And finally, Cass causes Ra's Al Ghul to lose a particular appendage, one that the lazarus pit hasn't been able to grow back for him thanks to a little consultation with Constantine beforehand. She then went to hang out at Themyscira and got some very pretty bracelets.

Bruce is thinking very hard about just turning around. He takes a nap instead and then he lectures his beloved nutcases about personal safety, the law, respecting what is essentially dibs on certain super villains, and all the other boring stuff he's tried to impose on them over the years.