#SHE THOUGHT HER BESTIE IS GOING TO GIVE HER A HUG BUT SHE STARTED BEATING HER WITH A PILLOW SAVAGELY

[magnusbae]

i am literally obsessed with this movie

[astayinwonderland]

Do you think we are about to make a terrible mistake? | Zhong Chenle

pairing: chenle x f.reader

genre: besties to lovers | smut +18 MDNI

summary: chenle has been away for a while and you miss your best friend-- however, everything changes when you realise you might actually love him more than a friend

wc: 2.2k

warnings: mentions and use of alcohol, anxiety, consensual sex, unprotected sex (pls no), oral sex (f. receiving), fingering, multiple orgasms-- lmk if I forgot anything

It’s 15 minutes past 11, where the fuck is he? 

You already texted him twice. You called. The party had already started and your friends wondered if you would make it. Hell, you were wondering if you should just go on your own. But no– you promised you would get there together for old-time’s sake. It’s been a little over a year since Chenle moved out of the country, your days of embracing nothingness together are gone, movie nights are just nostalgic memories, and maybe some words left unspoken. You missed your best friend dearly and even though you often called each other, it was not the same. Not at all. You missed more than his company. You missed his essence, aura, sparkly eyes, smile, and touch… 

Your heart suddenly ached. Were you truly in love or is it just the fact that this is the first time you will see him since he left? The thoughts that rudely invade your brain get interrupted by three loud knocks. Running to the door, you can feel the thundering beating of your heart ringing in your ears. 

“I know I’m late, I’m sorry…. Please don’t be upset–” 

You open the door abruptly and there he is. 

Zhong Chenle. 

Blue 3-piece suit. His hair graciously falls over his forehead, framing his beautiful face. He gives you the brightest of smiles, your heart skips a bit. 

“Don’t hate me. Come here!” he opens his arms to embrace you. 

“Shut up,” you throw your arms around him, and suddenly everything is fine. Time has not passed. 

His nose lowers to your head and he inhales your scent. This is home to him, he can’t believe he’s been away from you for so long. All he yearns is to keep you close, but doing so means having to accept the fact that he is irremediably in love with you. 

Smoke and bright lights danced around the place and the crowd made way for you and the man of the hour apparently. Everyone reaches out to Chenle. Hugs, high fives, praises, and kisses shower him. You can’t help but feel a tad bit jealous. This was supposed to be a fun night for you and your best friend… and your other friends as well. But Chenle is loved, popular, and missed, of course, people would be all over him. You feel silly for suggesting going to the party in the first place. 

You’re snapped back to reality when your body crashes into Chenle’s. His hand is possessively placed around your waist. Your audible gasp makes him laugh. 

“Where did your mind go, silly?” 

“Nowhere, I just wish we were somewhere else. This is not how I envisioned tonight, you know… after spending so much time apart,” you force a smile and feel his thumb caressing you softly. There was something up with him, but to your surprise, you couldn’t read him. 

Chenle closes the distance between you too. He's a little too close, his breath fanning on your face. Is he going to–

“Chenle!” 

Shiny hair, plump lips, white smile. Her manicured hand was already snaking its way to Chenle’s arm. She looks at you, scanning up and down as if she were trying to figure out who you are. 

“Oh, hey! Wh- what are you doing here?” Chenle replies. A kiss on her cheek makes your heart sink. 

Chenle’s eyes go from you to the girl and again to you. He is about to introduce you but you suddenly feel like your heart is going to burst out your chest, your palms are sweaty, your eyes getting watery and your ability to breathe fades as you try to fight the feeling. 

“I really need to go. Sorry– Nice to meet you,” you say politely. You try not to cry as you make your way out. Chenle watches as you leave, but he feels how his chest tightens more and more with each step you take away from him. 

After his third call, you get into the shower hoping that the pain would fade away with the hot water hitting your vulnerable skin. With tears streaming down your face and sobs that echo around your bathroom you finish your shower. You are too exhausted to do anything else but sleep, and your phone has long been forgotten in your purse. 

You think you just blinked but in reality, it is a little past 3 a.m. and the faintest sound coming from your door seems to wake you up. In a panic, you rush and open the door to find a sobering Chenle by your door. 

“...it was about fucking time you opened that door, silly, I’ve been knocking for hours I thought–” 

You cut him off, pulling him in. 

“Chenle what the fuck?” 

He smiles at your puzzled expression. His hair is a bit messy now, blue suit is wrinkled. You can’t help but wonder if anything happened with the girl in the club. 

“I’ve been waiting for hours… I followed you back here but you locked the door. I called you so many times… ” he frowns. 

You go to the kitchen and fetch him a water bottle. As he starts drinking it, you find his eyes searching yours…  Sparks. No. No. This is your best friend Chenle. Nothing can ever happen between you and your best friend. The one who taught you how to ride a bike, tie your shoelaces, and give the best hugs ever. 

“You look so pretty,” he finally says. 

“Drink your water, Chenle,” you sigh. 

“You do!” he insists. 

“Who has she?” and you can’t believe the words that leave your mouth. You weren’t supposed to ask. 

“We did a semester together abroad. She is a good classmate that’s all. I never meant to upset you– you are too important…” 

You weren’t sure where the conversation was going, but Chenle assumed he talked too much. He puts the water bottle down and makes his way to you. Now you find yourself between your best friend and your bedroom door. The hard wooden surface against your back reminds you that once you cross that threshold with him, your relationship will change forever. 

His hands touch your waist, not sure if he has permission to do so, but you welcome him as the drug you need. His lips inches from yours and you pray he will kiss you, but time stops. It’s really only you and him at last like you dreamt of so many restless nights. 

“I’ve been wanting to ask you something since the moment I came back…” 

“Yes?” your voice comes out as a breathless whisper. 

“Can I kiss you?” 

You can’t even wait to answer him when your lips are already on his. His tongue teases yours and your lips part. He tastes of expensive wine, lust, and love. Chenle moans into your mouth and that is it for you. You want every single inch of you to be consumed by him. You reach out to open the door to your room. 

“Please,” you ask. 

“How can I say no to you?” he smiles and kisses you once again. 

Each second you spend kissing him you feel your skin getting hotter, desire coursing through your veins making you dizzy, and then you feel him carry you. Bride style, his lips never leaving yours. He carefully lowers you onto the bed, his hands now exploring your clothed body, the feeling of sparks under his fingertips making the moment intense, and urgent. Little moans and cries escape you both as Chenle helps you to straddle him. Your delicate fingers move his hair away from his face. The most beautiful man is underneath you, eyes on yours, lips parted. His chest rises and falls, you contemplate him for a moment. He takes your hands into his, everything seems surreal, you have spent countless times in this bedroom but not like this—a new territory. 

“Do you think we are about to make a terrible mistake?” your voice is small, you may not want to know what he has to say. 

He shakes his head. His hand reaches your cheek. 

“Do you?” 

Now you shake your head. 

“Good. Then kiss me, silly, and don’t stop unless you don’t want to do this–” but you don’t let him finish his thought and your lips already found his. 

It is then that you finally understand that he needs you as much as you need him. The pieces of clothing now are forgotten somewhere on your bedroom floor. Every part of you reacting to Chenle’s heavenly but sinful touch. His fingers finally take the only item of clothing left, your panties. He lowers himself, eye level with your wet cunt. 

“So pretty,” he murmurs. 

His tongue licks your entrance, ending in your clit which he sucks and your soul seems to leave your body as your back arches for him. Your hands immediately reach your breasts increasing the sinful pleasure coursing through you. You feel one of his fingers slide in you with almost no resistance. That’s how aroused you are for him. You gasp and your hips move, making the feeling of his hot mouth on your cunt even better. With his tongue flat on your slit, Chenle’s hands squeeze your thighs, encouraging you to use his face as you please. Only stopping to spit on your throbbing core, he eats you out so deliciously your soft moans turning louder. Legs over his shoulders now, he adds two curling fingers in you. 

Again and again, he kicks your clit, his fingers working magic inside you, fogging your brain and heightening the urge to cum for him. 

“Fuck! I�� I’m–” you can’t think, you can’t speak… and so your orgasm hits you with such intensity you are shaking under him. Your legs turn to jelly. The heavy breathing that follows your cries echo in your ears. Chenle plants one last kiss on your clit and your legs close from the overstimulation. 

He lets out a low-pitched chuckle and the vibration travels straight to your clit again. 

“You okay?” 

You look at him in between your legs. Did this just happen? Your head falls back once more to the pillow. An involuntary laugh escapes your lips. But Chenle knows you, sometimes better than he knows himself he thinks and to him, this moment is making his heart go a million miles an hour. What an honour to have you like this, all fucked out, and all for him. 

Little kisses are planted on your thighs, on your lower stomach, your hands, your breasts, until he reaches your face. You giggle in response. His eyes meet yours, and different from what you thought, you are not embarrassed. You want him more than ever, so you kiss him. 

“More than okay,” you finally replied. 

Reaching south of his body you find his erection already leaking for you. You stroke it slowly, the faintest of moans leaving Chenle’s lips. This is the greatest reward you can get. His breath hitches as your pace gets faster. 

“Aaahhh…” a long, whiny moan. 

“You like that?” 

He nods reassuring you. 

You bring his hips lower, aligning his tip with your entrance. In anticipation, your eyes shut but immediately your jaw falls open when Chenle’s cock begins to stretch your needy cunt. Inch after inch, pleasure builds on pleasure and you silently pray the moment never ends when he starts moving in but not completely out of you. Your nails digging into his biceps, loving the way he stretches you out. 

“Ch-chenle,” 

“I know, I got you,” and he wraps one of your legs around his waist, making his thrusts deeper, his cock dragging against your walls that clench tightly around him. 

“Feels so so good,” your hand goes to his head, grabbing a handful of hair and pulling slightly. 

“Say. That. Again,” he moans. 

“It feels so good”. 

Chenle buries his face in the crook of your neck. Mild sharp pain fades into pleasure when he bites your skin, licking the now sensitive spot to ease the harsh sensation. You pull his hair once more, this time to make him kiss you. And he does, so lost in passion, so lost in you. The kiss is sloppy, messy, perfect. His thumb presses circles on your clit acting as the perfect trigger for your orgasm. You feel climbing higher and higher, his cock twitching inside you, his hot breath fanning on your face, his lips curving into a smile. Fuck, he is everything. 

“Chenle! Fuck… ah!” you cum for him. 

“Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes,” he repeats as a broken record as he pulls out and cums letting out a high-pitched moan that you will remember for the rest of your life. 

Chenle kisses your face, your hands, and helps you clean up. However, you didn’t exchange a word then. Now, you find yourselves back in bed, still naked. His arm around your waist, your head on his chest. His heartbeat is a love poem itself. 

“You know,” he breaks the silence. “I don’t ever want to say hello or leave without kissing you… I guess what I’m trying to say is–” 

You kiss him. It’s a long kiss, your lips pressed against his. Everything feels just right like it’s meant to be. 

“I really like you, Chenle,” you whisper, somewhat scared of what he will say back. 

“I really really like you too, silly,” he smiles. 

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a/n: this is pure ✨fiction✨

I hope enjoyed this :3 ~ masterlist

[badasmuse]

“Drunk and Possessive”

Bada Lee x Reader

Warnings: 18+(MDNI), language, drunk!bada, possessive!bada, lowercase intended, violence, suggestive if you squint, name calling (from outsiders), no relationship (yet)

Summary: bada takes you to a party and man she’s never been more angry.

A request so no song

bada has had a crush on you for so long. she’s your best friend and has been since you met on the playground after some little asshole was bullying you so she kicked sand in her face. even tho there’s six years between you two, you don’t let it bother you. you’re still besties for the resties.

but despite being able to read her like a book, you’re completely oblivious to her so disgustingly obvious crush. she’d do anything for you. literally anything. she proved that when one time you were walking in the park and thought it would be funny to go, “i bet you won’t grab that squirrel.” big mistake on your end cause the mf went and grabbed the squirrel and it bit her.

“you’re a fucking idiot why would you grab the squirrel?” you said driving her to the hospital.

“you told me to.” she said pouting, holding her bleeding hand close to her chest.

you’ve also had a crush on bada for awhile but you hide it from everyone. you didn’t think you were her type. you weren’t a dancer, you don’t have any real talent, you’re an art major but you don’t even think you can draw that well. (even tho you’re absolutely amazing to anyone else. especially bada.)

speaking of bada and art, you just left ceramics class, your last class of the day, and guess who’s outside with your favorite biggby drink and a soft pretzel.

“hey.” bada says softly as you approach her.

“you don’t understand how bad i needed this.” you say throwing your bag in the backseat and hugging bada tight, planting a light kiss on her cheek before taking the coffee and pretzel.

bada blushes and opens the door for you, grabbing your arm to help you in. “i don’t understand how you wear those heels.” she mumbles before closing the door and getting in the driver’s seat.

“i wear them to match your height. you’re too tall.”

she chuckles and starts driving. “you wanna come to a party with me tonight?”

“what i tell you about this last minute shit bada?” you say rolling your eyes.

“i know i know a week in advance. but like.. you’re not doing anything. might as well come.” she says pinching your cheek.

“i guess so.” you groan. “fine i’ll go. what time? what should i wear?”

“whatever you want.” bada pulls into the lot of your shared apartment and obviously goes around to open the door for you grabbing your hand to help you out.

“bada you’re such a gentleman.” you giggle going to grab your bag but she beats you to it.

“come on, angel.” she says walking behind you with a hand on your back. like she always does.

a few hours later, you’re out the shower and standing in front of the mirror wondering what to wear. you have two options and you don’t want to ask bada cause man- that woman is no help. none at all.

you settle on the short black dress and pair it with ankle boots, obviously heeled. you do a quick smokey eye look to match the dress and finally put it on pouting as you reach for the zipper but it’s just out of reach, barely touching your fingertips.

“bada~” you call out, the pout evident in your voice.

“yes?” she walks in fully dressed looking like a tall glass of water and all of a sudden, you’re thirsty.

but you’d never say that.

“can you zip this for me?” you give her doe eyes knowing she wouldn’t say no in the first place but they add character.

she walks behind you and gently pulls the zipper up and man the electricity that went through you when her long fingers brushed against your back.

“you look good.” bada comments looking at you through the mirror.

“thanks i’m hoping to find someone tonight. hopefully a relationship but a hookup is just as good.”

bada’s jaw clenches and she clears her throat, “let’s go.” she mumbles walking downstairs to get her shoes and keys.

you follow her grabbing your shoes and blushing when bada kneels to put them on for you and zip them up.

like girl how can you not see she in love with you???

———

once you arrive at the party, bada immediately goes to get a drink. you follow and pull her down so she can hear you, “don’t drink too much bada.” you whisper and she just nods.

you get yourself a drink and leave to find someone to dance with. you find yourself in the middle dancing with a group of people.

bada watches, standing next to lusher and tatter with a pout on her face.

“you know,” lusher starts, “if you just told her you love her she wouldn’t be all over them she’d be all over you.”

“if she feels the same way.” tatter added which she immediately regretted cause if looks could kill… yeah.

time passes and bada has had way too many. she can barely stand up straight and her speech is beyond slurred, she’s practically incoherent. not to mention her vision is incredibly blurry.

despite all that, she does see the guy that approaches you and starts dancing with you. you’re having a great time and bada is pissed.

she pushes herself off the wall and stumbles over to you and the guy. “hey.” she slurs separating you two.

“bada what are you doing?” you ask holding onto her as she slings her arm around you.

“she’s my girlfriend. back.. back off.” she says pushing the guy back.

“she’s been dancing with everyone in here.”

“mhm and i’m putting a stop to it. she’s mine. fuck off.”

“go ahead keep her. but in my opinion, if she’s gonna act like a whore i’d just pass her off.” he shrugs.

that sobered bada right up.

she runs a hand down her face, cocks her arm back, and swings. hitting the man full force in the face, knocking him to the ground.

“BADA!” you yell, barely able to hold her anymore. you quickly drag her outside and make her sit down on the curb. “what is your problem?” you ask, inspecting her hand.

“my problem? you. you’re my problem. you’re so fucking… oblivious. i’m in love with you and you’re constantly flirting with other people and sleeping with other people. you’re mine. i don’t want anyone else touching you the way i should be touching you!” bada grabs your hand and drags you towards her car.

“what are you doing?” you whispered.

“showing you that you’re mine.”

part 2 maybe?

[hamiltonaf]

Seeking His Attention | Lando Norris

Pairing: Lando Norris x Female Reader

Word Count: 1.9K

Warnings: None

A/N: This was written quite a while back on Wattpad so I thought of posting it on here. Due to it being written ages ago, there will be no sequel unfortunately. However, there’s more one shots to follow. Hope you guys enjoy .xoxo

When the doorbell rang, I assumed it would be no one else but the girls. I opened the door and was greeted by just who I thought it would be, "Hey girls" I smiled. "Hi (Y/N/N)" they greeted back as they gave me a hug. Lando stood behind them with a smile on his face. "They won't be staying the night" he said as he crossed his arms over his chest. Ciska rolled her eyes whilst Flo made her way into the house.

"Why not ?" I asked as I raised a brow. "They have some thing at school tomorrow morning" he said. "Ohh okay then that's fine" I gave him a small smile. "Yeah I guess I'll see you later then, have fun" he said as he ran his fingers through his hair. He was all dressed to go out and he didn't even mention a word about where his going...wow some best friend he is. "Thanks. You too" I waved him off as I went inside and shut the door behind me. Ciska and Flo stared at me as my back was against the door. "Tomorrow's Saturday" I said confused.

"That it is" Flo said. "Do you'll really have to go to school tomorrow morning ?" I asked in confusion. "Nope" Ciska answered. "Then what was his deal ?" I asked as I raised my hands. "You'll find out later tonight" Flo said as Ciska laughed. "Oh god well I hope you'll are right" I said as I shook my head and started walking to my room.

They trailed behind me which my bestie was quick to stand up and greet them since she was familiar with them. We decided to play a few board games such as Ludo and Monopoly which I won or dominated by the way. Oldies are goldies.

After playing a few games we decided on watching a movie, it was hard for all four of us to come to a decision but finally we decided to watch High School Musical for like the tenth time.

Just before the introduction I decided to scroll through my Instagram for a quick minute so that I didn't miss anything important.

Lando's Instagram story was the first to pop up on my list and I was lowkey eager to see what he was up to. He had posted a video of his friend trying to imitate him and surrounded by him were not only his guy friends but a few girl friends as well. My heart actually dropped at the thought of him being romantically involved with one of them and me not knowing all this time, especially thinking that I had a chance for the past 2 years.

Directly after he had reposted another girls Instagram story, it was her attempt of Carlos and Lando's 'beat drop challenge' which just made me cringe since the song didn't even get to the beat, and instead her and the friend in the video were just trying to look pretty...pathetic.

Me being curious, I decided to do some snooping through this girls account. I've noticed both Oliver and Lando follow her. Lovely. She appears to be a model, even better. Looking at a few of her posts I see that Lando already liked a few of them. One post she's seen to be naked and has a 'wet' look as if she just came out of the shower, mans had the audacity to comment a bathtub emoji on her post. Smh.

"(Y/N/N) the movie is about to start" Flo said as she nudged me. "Are y'all seeing this shit ?" I said as I continued to scroll through her posts. "Who's that ?" Ciska asked as she looked over my shoulder. "Oh I don't know, maybe your future sister-in-law" I said sarcastically. Both of them stifling a laugh, even my best friend. "Oh my god no" Ciska said. "She's pretty though" my best friend piped. "Not what I need to hear right now, thanks" I faked a smile.

"This chick didn't even do the challenge correctly and your brother gives her some fame on his story plus making her feel important by commenting, and liking her photos" I scoffed. "Awww is (Y/N) feeling jealous ?" (Y/F/N) teased. "Oh my god no" I faked a laugh. "We know you well enough by now to know when you're lying" Flo smiled. "I ain't jealous guys. If he likes this chick then I'm happy for him" I faked a smile. "Okay, whatever you say (Y/N/N)" Ciska said with a playful smile.

I looked between the 3 of them then locked my phone to place it to the side so they could continue playing the movie. As much as I tried to forget about Lando, the thought of him and that girl hanging out tonight kept crossing my mind. Ughhh.

It was getting late, almost midnight and no sign of Lando or even Oliver that they're going to pick up the girls. After the movie was over we decided to make some pancakes since we didn't know what else to eat at this hour. I decided to make the batter and the girls were going to toast them so it would be faster.

Half way through making the batter I get a phone call and it's from none other than Lando. "Oh would you look at that" I said as I glanced at my phone screen. "Oooooh" the girls cooed. I rolled my eyes and shook my head at them. "Could one of you answer instead because I'm busy" I said. Flo answered the call with a grin, "Hellooo" she said.

She then looked at me, "She's busy at the moment" she smiled. He's asking about me I assume. "You wanna talk to her ?" she asked playfully. Oh gosh. "Okay hold on" she smiled as she then handed the phone to me. "He wants to talk to you" she whispered. I stiffened as I stopped whisking and took the phone from her hand.

The 3 of them watching intently. "Hello ?" I answered. "Hey, you busy ?" He asked. "Well I was in the middle of making pancakes but you clearly have something important to say" I said sarcastically which made the girls laugh. "Uhm yeah, I know it's late but I'm on my way to pick up the girls. I'm just leaving from here so I'll be there in a few" he said. "Are you sure it's safe ? They can stay over, I don't mind" I suggested. "Nope it's fine. Give me 10 minutes" he said. "Drive safely please, speeding your way here is not worth it" I said. "I will. See you in a bit" he said lastly. "Okay byeee" I said before ending the call.

"Y'all sound like a couple already" Ciska said. "You guys need to stop" I said as I couldn't help but crack a smile and finished off making the batter. It luckily didn't take us that long after to toast the pancakes and cover them with Nutella, and some fruit as well. As we were eating we heard the rev of his car outside. "Looks like he's here" I said blandly. "That's our call" Flo said as she and Ciska got up. They both hugged me and (Y/F/N) before waving us off. "Thank you for an amazing time" Flo smiled. "Anytime" I smiled back. "Why don't you come out ?" Ciska suggested playfully. "Nah I'm fine here thanks" I giggled, I know what they're up to. "Byeee !" They yelled on their way out.

Lando's P.O.V

I was a bit upset to only see the girls come out and no sign of (Y/N). "Where's (Y/N) ?" I asked as I rolled the window down. "Inside" Ciska said. "Is she not coming out ?" I questioned. "She's upset with you so she rather stay inside" Flo said. "What did I do ?" I asked shocked. "Why did you have to post that girl on your story because now she thinks you're not interested in her you fool" Ciska shook her head as she got inside the car. "You've got to be joking" I said stunned. "You should've seen her face, poor thing thought that friend of yours is our future sister-in-law" Flo said as she pouted. "Oh my god. Shit" I said as I held my head in my hands.

"So much for trying to make things work with her this weekend" Ciska said as she rolled her eyes. "Hooter and she'll come outside" Flo suggested. I did as she told me but doing it once didn't help so I hooted 2 more times. A hot and angry looking (Y/N) stepped outside, storming towards my car as she leaned against the door. "Have you lost it ? It's past 12am and you're hooting for the whole damn neighbourhood to hear you" she said. "It's an excuse to get you to come outside" I smiled. "I'm here now, what could be so important this time ?" She asked. "Uhm...do you maybe want to go out tomorrow, like an all day date" I said.

"I would love to but I'm sure you already have someone who can replace me like that girl on your story" she faked a smile and turned around to walk back into the house. "Go after her !" the girls yelled. I jumped out of the car and caught up with her just before she can go inside by grabbing a hold of her hand. "I know what you're thinking and it's nothing like that I swear. It has and always will be you. I really like you okay ? I have for a very long time, I just couldn't find the urge to tell you since I was worried you didn't feel the same" I said as I rubbed soothing circles on her hands.

"Hard to believe that when you comment and like all that girls posts, plus you just got back from a night out with not only your guy friends but girl friends as well and you didn't tell me" she said as she crossed her arms over her chest. "Are you my girlfriend that I need to tell you everything I do and everywhere I go ?" I asked to piss her off. "You know what just go away" she said as she walked away. I wrapped my arms around her as I held her from behind. "I know you feel the same since you're clearly jealous, you don't have to say it, I just like messing with you. I'll pick you up tomorrow at 11am, don't leave me hanging" I said before kissing her cheek and running off to the car. I noticed the smile on her face when I got into the car. I hooted and winked at her one last time before driving off.

[everythingxh]

request or general just thoughts on jiseok fluff about the lines of your friendship starting to blur. you’re not together yet but like you guys have feelings for each other and it’s starting to show through both of your actions and the way yall interact. could be a fic, could be headcanon, could just be a yap session, whatever you think is best :3

personally i think he starts becoming clingy. not in like a protective way necessarily, just like a always wanting to be touching you way. whether that be hand on your shoulder, arm around you, leaning in too close to watch a video on your phone so he’s practically hugging you without his arms wrapped around.

its such a cute concept so i would love to hear your take on it !!

A/n: this ask is so cutee it genuinely made me smile, i’ll try to make into a headcanon one cause I want to try something new.

Genre: fluff as anon asked for, a little crack if you squint.

Warnings? Slight grammar mistakes (English isn’t my first language), not proofread.

Pairing: Bestie!Jiseok x Bestie!Reader

Pronouns used: she/her

Summary: What it’s like to be in a friendship with Jiseok but you two have feelings for each other and he’s clingy.

Best friends into Lovers with Jiseok

when watching a movie he wouldn’t pay any attention to it cause he’s staring at you.

a 100% would be zoned out imagining scenarios of you two on cute dates like going to the cinema or going to an amusement park where you two would hold hands at every ride cause one of you (him) is a little scared.

would offer to pay for your guys’ lunch cause he’s a gentleman, and that action would make your feelings for him bloom bigger and bigger everytime he does something gentlemanly.

would give you warm comforting hugs whenever you needed them cause maybe work was too overwhelming and school was too stressful.

would tap your back as your head lays on his shoulder while tears streamed down your cheeks because of how stressful life got.

would make hot coco for you every time you get your period so that the cramps can calm down from beating you up from the inside.

the members could clearly tell the two of you like each other but are too shy to confess so they made a plan.

“Okay so, Jooyeon you ask Y/n out on a date since you’re her favorite, that has to make Jiseok crack and confess” Gunil, the leader of the group tells his members as they’re all gathered around.

At this moment Jiseok is away, hanging out with Y/n of course, at her apartment.

The two are laying on her couch watching a movie they always wanted to watch, but to no one’s surprise Jiseok is stealing glances at Y/n every now and then.

He slowly gets closer and closer to her every time the movie shows something interesting or big so that Y/n wouldn’t notice him coming closer to her

By the time the movie ended Jiseok would be so close to Y/n that her head touches his shoulder.

The girl had been asleep ever since the credits started to roll out.

Jiseok grinned to himself but his grin turned into a pout as he remembered that the two of them are just best friends and that they’ll always be best friends, but he didn’t know that she also had feelings for him.

The next morning arrived and all six members are gathered in the dorm’s living room waiting for Y/n to come over so they can have their weekend breakfast.

Ding dong

“That must be her, I’ll get it” said Hyeongjun as he stood up and walked up to the door, opening it and greeting the guest.

“Hey Y/n, good morningg how’s your day going?” Hyeongjun asked after hugging Y/n.

“Good morning Hyeongjun, it’s been going great so far not gonna lie” Y/n answered as she hugged Hyeongjun back.

“Hey guys, good morning” Y/n sweetly greeted the members as she took a seat next to Seungmin and Gunil.

As they all started eating the food Jungsu had ordered since he lost a bet between him and Jiseok.

As they were about to finish their breakfast Jooyeon starts speaking “Hey Y/n? Do you have any plans tonight?”

“Oh? Umm no I don’t have any plans tonight. Why?” Y/n asked as she placed down her chopsticks.

“Well.. I was wondering if you wanted to go on a date with me” Jooyeon explained in a charming manner.

This action made the plan unfold itself by itself without any more interaction from the other members, because they know their little duck would quickly say no. But then-

“Ohhh I’m sorry Jooyeon but I have feelings for someone else” Y/n replied which made Jiseok’s eyes widen a little. That doesn’t go unnoticed by everyone except for Y/n because she’s still facing Jooyeon.

“Ohh la laa Y/n has a crush on someone” Jooyeon teased.

“Would it be okay if you told us who it was?” Gunil asked with a gentle voice.

“Well……I can give you a hint! He’s in this room, sitting with us” Y/n answered gesturing to all of them with her hands.

“Is it me?” Gunil asks.

“Nope” Y/n answered.

“Maybe me? Just maybe?” Seungmin asked.

Y/n shook her head no.

“There’s no way it’s me” Jooyeon said.

“Yep, no way it’s you, you’re a little annoying” Y/n agreed.

Everyone around also agreeing.

“It’s me right? I’m the only one here” Hyeongjun chuckles, he knows he’s not the only one, he just wants Jiseok to say something.

“Nope” Y/n answered.

With that Jiseok gasps which gained everyone’s attention.

“ME??” Jiseok yells excitedly but with a hint of surprise.

“Yes, you Jiseok” Y/n nods with a smile painted across her lips.

“So does Jiseok want to take Y/n on a date tonight?” Gunil asks the wide eyed guy.

“WELL YEAH OF COURSE, WAIT DO YOU WANT TO GO OUT ON A DATE WITH ME?” Jiseok yells back as an answer to Gunil’s question.

Y/n giggles before she nods saying “Yes Jiseok, I’d love to go on a date with you tonight”

[rory-multifandom-mess]

i'm gonna kill you @wildlionva (i love you)

10. "Stay With Me Forever" and 17. "Because I love you!"

Genre: Fluff

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Lizzy and Doll sat in Lizzy's living room, lying on her couch in front of the TV. Lizzy had put on some obnoxious romcom, which neither of the girls paid attention to. Lizzy was mostly on her phone, scrolling social media, while Doll spaced out, staring at the ceiling.

Lizzy looked down at Doll, lying on her chest. Her arms laid across her abdomen, her fingers intertwined.

"Whatcha thinking about, Dolly?" Lizzy asked nonchalantly, finally putting her phone down by her side. She reached her hands over and put them on Doll's, leaning forward slightly to look at her face.

Doll seemed to flinch slightly at her voice, looking back up at her.

"[...Nothing.]" She lied through her teeth.

Lizzy raised an eyebrow.

"And you think I'm gonna believe that because...?"

Doll blushed and looked away.

"[I hate you.]" She muttered under her breath.

Lizzy giggled.

"Come on, Doll, you know you can tell me anything. We're besties!" Lizzy said cheerfully, giving Doll a cocky grin.

Doll only seemed to cringe at her words.

Of course, Lizzy had to take notice. Her core sank, fearing the worst.

"...Are we... Not?-" She started, her insecurities showing through.

Was I too much? Did I push too far? Was I being annoying again? Does she hate me?

"[Lizzy,]" Doll spoke up, breaking her from her raging thoughts, "[I... I don't know how to say this.]"

Doll sat up from Lizzy's lap, turning to face her, her legs crossed. Her face looked serious, but when didn't it?

Lizzy searched her expression and her body language to find a clue - anything at all - that might tell her that Doll still liked her. Lizzy knew she loved her, she had known for a few years now, but she was too worried to say anything because she wasn't sure Doll was romantically interested. She felt a lump in her throat.

Doll inhaled deeply and closed her eyes, trying to put her words together. She sat like that momentarily, before finally opening her eyes again.

"[Lizzy, will you stay with me forever?]" She asked bluntly, her face as blank as ever.

Lizzy's core skipped a beat. Her face erupted with blush, warming up along with her chest. Her eyelights went hollow, her eyebrows raising in surprise.

A minute passed. Then another. Her mouth opened and closed a few times, struggling with her words.

Finally, she spoke.

"What?"

"[You heard me. Will you stay with me forever?]"

"Are you asking me out?"

"[Yes.]"

Lizzy blinked at her again, unable to believe it. She lifted her hand and slapped herself on the thigh.

"Holy robo-god, I'm not dreaming."

Doll raised an eyebrow at her but didn't ask, not wanting to get off track.

"[So?]"

"I-I'm gonna be so real with you right now, Doll, I've been trying to get the courage to ask you out for, like, 3 years."

Now it was Doll's turn to be surprised, a blush appearing on her display as well.

"[Wait, really?]"

"Haha, yeah! So yeah, I'll go out with you."

Doll smiled.

Excitement bubbled in Lizzy's chest as they sat there, gazing lovingly into each other's eyes. Her mind raced with where things would go, excited to finally kiss and hug and smother Doll with all the love she deserved. She bounced her leg and bit her lip, trying to contain her excitement, though it was in vain.

She squealed and flung herself forward, embracing Doll in a tight hug and throwing both of them back onto the couch, the other yelping at the sudden lunge.

Lizzy began kissing Doll all over her face while she squirmed, giggling.

"[Aagh! Why??]" Doll exclaimed through her giggles

"Because I love you!" Lizzy chirped, continuing to shower Doll in affection.

After that, they spent the night cuddling and laughing at bad human movies, mostly binging all of the films on the Hallmark channel. Lizzy had never seen Doll laugh so much since becoming friends with her. Doll had never seen Lizzy look more beautiful. It didn't matter that her hair was down and messy and that she had a loosely fitting sweater on, a contrast from how she usually looked during school hours. She loved it. She loved how beautiful she was. They loved each other, for their flaws and perfections.

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AAAGH THIS WAS SO MUCH FUN!!! I love women. I love lesbians. lets go lesbians!!!! HOPE YOU ENJOYED!!!

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Prompt Post! Lizzy x Doll; "Stay with me forever"/"Because I love you!" <- you are here! N x V; "I thought you didn't want me"/"Why haven't you kissed me yet?" V x Thad; "I'm in love with you" V x Thad "I missed you so much"/"I can't stay away from you" N x Thad; "Can I kiss you?" N x Thad; "I want you. Only you." V x Thad; "I thought you didn't want me." Sam x Uzi; "The way I feel with you"/"I can't stay away from you." Uzi x Thad; "Please don't leave me"/"I'll always love you" N x Thad; "Please marry me"/"Why haven't you kissed me yet?" N x Uzi; "You're the most beautiful thing I've ever seen"/"I'm better when I'm with you" J x Thad; "Please don't leave me"/"I'm better when I'm with you."

[infinitelytheheartexpands]

alright antony and cleopatra let’s get it

part ONE! (which is just until wherever the intermission break is)

-choreographed prologue??? 👀

-TECHNO PROLOGUE!!! low key this is such a vibe

-“my boss is a manwhore”

-just let them have bed wrestling fights!

-ANTONY BYRNE??? DUKE VINCENTIO ANTONY BYRNE??? yaaaaaaaaaay

-i love them both already

-seriously they are such an amazing vibe

-the way he covers his face with a pillow when she teases him for blushing omg

-they are just so utterly besotted and it’s making me so happy

-ooh boy we have another soothsayer

-this has the same energy as the carmen card trio

-wait i feel like this actor playing one of the ladies in waiting was in troilus and cressida (edit: yes! it’s amber james! aka cressida and now charmian!)

-cleopatra fully just said “i’m out i’m not talking to him right now” lol

-well that just happened (fulvia is dead!)

-somebody give antony a hug pls

-enobarbus what are you doing

-“I CAN’T DO THE HONEYMOON PHASE ANYMORE”

-she is just so. utterly. brilliant. and. so. MUCH. and i love it

-“eternity was in our lips and eyes”

-oh wait this is the scene from this play they did at [area shakespeare company’s] founder’s retirement party

-their energy is so much and i love it

-“Sir, you and I must part, but that’s not it/Sir, you and I have loved, but there’s not it…”

-soundtrack continues to pop off

-octavius: insecure about masculinity

-octavius wants to cancel antony and lepidus isn’t so sure

-YAAAAAAAY PIRATES OF PLOT CONVENIENCE! (okay maybe just plot spice but whatever)

-okay we fully just skipped a scene i guess (from the few lines i skimmed it looks like “cleopatra and her girls do edibles”)

-okay so pompey is collaborating with Pirates Of Plot Spice TM?

-“okay so how do we get the boys to start fightingggggg”

-okay we’re jumping back to cleopatra and her girls doing edibles

-love the music and love the mardian dude

-“where’s my serpent of old Nile?…now i feed myself with most delicious poison” so uh. about that.

-‘you’re not mark antony’ lolol

-not sad or merry but a secret third thing

-‘charmian that was LAST play’

-the boys are fightingggggggg

-‘i didn’t say i wouldn’t, i just didn’t do it’ mood

-“That truth should be silent I had almost forgot.” OOOOOOOOH

-oh this is definitely a great idea /s

-oh hey it’s the barge speech!

-he’s just a boy who cain’t say no!

-“Age cannot wither her, nor custom stale/Her infinite variety.”

-sleepover at agrippa’s!

-LUCY PHELPS OCTAVIA??? (so the duke and isabella did get married in an alternate universe then)

-“i will definitely, 100%, not cheat on you” yeah it’s act two i’m not putting it past you

-no one ever listens to the soothsayer

-FUCKIN CALLED IT

-“Give me some music—music, moody food/Of us that trade in love.” 🤝 “if music be the food of love, play on”

-y’know, iras is so Not Even In This Play

-she is a QUEEN

-“But sirrah, mark, we use/To say the dead are well.” ross over in scotland, about to tell macduff his family is dead: *shuffles uncomfortably*

-i love their banter

-“you did NOT just say octavia was better at banging than me”

-oh she’s straight up beating him up

-“PLEASE DON’T SHOOT THE MESSENGER”

-she is Going Through It

-pompey: *gives very emotional speech*

octavius: …take your time

lmao

-BOAT PARTY

-so enobarbus and menas are besties anyway? i thought they were on opposite sides (which obvs does not prevent bestie relationships but yeah)

-enobarbus knows what’s up

-BOOOOOOOOAAAAAAAAT PAAAAAAAARTY

-yeah lepidus words are hard

-menas has a Plan

-octavius: buddy i am Not Getting Drunk Tonight

-PLAY THIS IN THE CLUB

-Many Complicated Emotions Between These Two,

-antony, fully intending to ditch octavia at first opportunity: well this is awkward

-messenger: i can’t fucking believe i still have to work this customer service job even after getting beat up

-scoping out the competition

-uh oh. there are Political Problems

-GO OFF OCTAVIA (also this is just like blanche in king john)

-“The Jove of power make me, most weak, most weak, your reconciler. Wars ’twixt you twain would be As if the world should cleave, and that slain men should solder up the rift.”

-oh octavius is Big Mad

-“YOUR HUSBAND IS CHEATING ON YOU OCTAVIA” “NO I JUST WANT YOU GUYS TO STOP FUCKING FIGHTING”

-ooh did octavia just take her ring off 👀

and that’s intermission! this is GREAT and i would continue watching but it is also late and i am tired so…rest tomorrow!

[brighter-by-the-daly]

Rachel Daly x Reader

Part One - Nobody Says No to That!

Posted: 11/03/23 Edited: 18/07/23

As the final whistle blew you threw your hands in the air cheering and jumping around hugging your friends. England just won 2-1 against USA at Wembley Stadium in front of a sell out crowd! You and your two besties couldn’t be happier! Turning your attention to the pitch and clapping your team who were celebrating with each other, a huge smile spread over your face while glancing around the stadium soaking up the atmosphere. It felt so good to see your team back here after the EUROS in front of so many fans. Continuing the celebrations you watched the players form a circle and congratulate each other then they broke out and started their lap of honour, walking around to thank the fans.

Your eyes followed them around the stadium when you spotted one of the players heading straight towards you, it was none other than Rachel Daly!! Your favourite player and not just for her amazing skills but also your biggest crush! Your heart started beating faster while trying to not seem overly excited. She was jogging over with her shirt in hand, held it out towards you and asked “would you like this?” You were trying to remain cool, calm and collected, reaching out to take it and saying “I bet nobody says no to that, do they!” with a smirk. Rachel simply shook her head with a goofy smile on her face. Your friends were gobsmacked; eyes wide and jaws dropped, they couldn’t believe what they were seeing! Tens of thousands of fans in the stadium, a lot with signs that said “Daly can I have your shirt” but she chose little ole you with no sign, just a huge smile. “Could you sign it for me please?” you asked hopefully. Rachel looked behind her in a cautious manner “I’ve just gotta do some interviews and I’ll be back, do you have a pen?” Shaking your head as you weren’t expecting to get anyones autographs today, Rachel gave a thumbs up and jogged away.

Slowly turning toward your friends whose eyes were still wide and letting out a silent scream - “oh.my.god… I can’t believe it!!” you exclaimed joyfully. “Neither can we!” your bffs said seemingly just as happy for you, holding the shirt up to admire it. Then one of your friends spoke up “you know after the whistle blew Rapinoe asked for Rachel’s shirt, she must have said no to give it to you!”

Your mind wandered off trying to think of how you had stood out to her in front of all of these people, when you remembered… Just before the end of the first half, the ball flew off the pitch and into the stands. You’d thrown it back in and Rachel caught it, you’d shared a little smile before play continued. You wondered if this was the reason she gave you her shirt… but throw ins happen at every game, they’re nothing special. Maybe she was just being kind, who knows. ‘Hopefully she’ll remember to come back to me’, you thought, dreaming of those beautiful blue eyes once more as you skimmed the pitch until you spotted her in front of a camera being interviewed by Sky Sports. By this time the fans had all trickled down and you three were the only ones there. “I think we should go (y/n/n), she’s probably forgotten about you” joked your friend. “Hey! Don’t ruin my daydream like that, who do you think you are?” you laughed and gently slapped your friend. It was at that moment you spotted Rachel look towards you in a way to check you were still there and told your friends you’re not leaving unless she goes back into the tunnel. They carried on the conversation but your mind was elsewhere, eyes firmly set on Rachel willing her to come running back to you.

To pass the time you began to flick through Insta Stories seeing the players repost the team photos from the day. Later looking up to see the striker jogging towards you waving something above her head with the biggest smile on her face… it was a sharpie! “I’m so glad you’re still here, sorry that took a lot longer than I thought it would”, “that’s okay, was starting to think you were taking ages hoping we would leave!” you laughed cautiously hoping that wasn’t the real reason. “Of course not! I wouldn’t have said I’d come back if I didn’t mean it!” she said reassuringly. Your friends asked if you could have a photo and as you opened the camera on your phone Rachel leaned her head in for a closer look “is that me and Millie?!” she asked surprised to see her picture as your background, “yeah after you won the euros, it makes me happy” trying to play it cool. She snapped a few photos of you all and passed your phone back, “tell you what, to say sorry for keeping you waiting how about I give you a behind the scenes tour?” she asked. “Well I know nobody has ever said no to that!” you chuckled nervously, “I’ve never invited someone on a tour before” she smiled “so you better not say no!” You both giggled at each other but when you asked if your friends could come, Rachel’s facial expression changed - “there’s actually only room for one, I could still get in trouble for that”. Your friends shook your shoulders and insisted you go, they both gave you a look that said ‘have the best fucking time and tell us EVERYTHING when you get out!’ You told them that you’ll call them after to find out where to meet back up as Rachel took your hand and lead you to the hatch onto the pitch. “Look after her!” your bff shouted “of course I will!” Rachel shouted back in her northern accent that made you want to melt.

Rachel lead you across the pitch towards the dugouts as she was telling you about the different stands and where her family sit on game day. Once in the tunnel, the blonde stopped and took her shirt out of your hand “you can put this on if you want” she said with a half smile/half smirk. “I’d look a bit fangirly don’t you think” you joked. “Nothing wrong with that!” she replied while elbowing you in the ribs lightly. Looking around to make sure no one else was watching you lifted your England top above your head to show off your new bra before pulling on the number 9 shirt. ‘Thank god I decided to wear the sexy underwear today’, you thought to yourself. You knew her eyes were on you the entire time and you couldn’t resist the attention. “Does it suit me?” you asked while spinning round to show off her name on your back. Rachel pouted her lips and nodded with a suggestive look on her face “you know there were toilets over there but I’m not complaining” coyly biting her bottom lip and holding your gaze for a moment. “Come on I’ll show you the changing room”, Rachel pushed a door open forcefully while shouting “GIRLS, are you decent?!” A cluster of different voices came from the other side, but one stood out - Millie Bright “you don’t usually care Rach!” she cackled. “Well today’s different, EVERYONE! I’d like to introduce you to my biggest fan!” strutting inside and making you do a twirl in front of the team. Feeling firmly embarrassed you quipped up “so that’s why you made me put this on before coming in here, so you can prance me around like your prized cow!” Millie almost spat out her drink and the other girls laughed at your comment making you feel more at ease.

“Oh like that is it” piped up Beth Mead, as you shot her a puzzled look “Rachel only gives her shirts to sick kids or girls she thinks are hot” she explained. A smile spread across your face as you turned your head towards Rachel with a raised eyebrow. “Well I’m not sick” your smirk remained firm as Rachel looked flustered, her cover blown making your confidence sky rocket. “So I am your prized cow” you joked, “I think you’re more of a goat” she said cautiously holding back laughter.

That’s when Alessia Russo came wandering in “Rach, physio wants you… who’s this?” she asked as she noticed a stranger standing in the middle of the changing room. “Rachel’s prize goat” Millie snorted into her drink. Lessi looked puzzled but introduced herself and sat down with the others. “Okay I’ll pop to physio, I won’t be long. Girls can you make her feel at home, oh and sign her England shirt yeah - don’t touch mine!” she grazed the small of your back as she ran out of the room and down a corridor.

Millie was the first to approach you and ask your name as she took your England shirt out of your hand. “(Y/n)” you replied with a smile while holding it taught so she could sign it. “Nice to meet you (y/n), Rachel’s a nutter but she’ll take care of you” she said passing your shirt around to the others. “Did you enjoy the game?” gesturing for you to sit next to her on the bench. You explained how it was your first England game and thought it was incredible and how it made you feel so happy. “I can’t believe I’m back here with all of you, I’m going to wake up in a minute and it was all a dream!” Beth walked over and pinched you shout out in discomfort, “see, we’re real! We’re just normal people!”

Suddenly Mary Earps appeared from nowhere and caught you off guard “OMG MEARPS!” fangirling a little bit in front of the goalie before going in for a hug “you’re fucking amazing!” “Yes, yes I am aren’t I” she said with cockiness as she flicked her hair over her shoulder - exactly how you imagined she’d react. “Girls I’ve found a new tiktok dance who wants to do it?” The usual culprits - Millie and Beth expressed their enthusiasm before realising they were down a member. “Do you know how to dance?” Mary asked, “I’m probably worse than Rachel tbh!” laughing nervously over what you were about to get dragged into. “That’s impossible!” she said enthusiastically, taking your arm and dragging you to the other side of the room to show you all what the trend was. The other girls fizzled out of the room saying their goodbyes, you thanked them for making you feel welcome and for signing your shirt. It was just you four left in the room, Millie taking lead being the dance teacher trying to get you all up to standard before recording.

“Right we better head off, we have an early one tomorrow!” they said as they started packing up their belongings. Asking what was happening and they told you they have training for the next friendly against Brazil in the morning. “Can you remind Rachel please, she’s so forgetful!” Millie said while giving you a big tight squeeze, you said you’ll try as you’re also forgetful and it’s not everyday you meet your idols. Millie then pecked your forehead which made your heart miss a beat as you gazed up at her big blue eyes, your knees felt weak and you wondered who you could possible be crushing harder on. Remembering that sadly Millie is straight you went back to thinking of Rachel. “Hope to see you tomorrow!” Beth called out as they all left together.

With that, you were left alone in the changing room wondering what happens next, ‘where’s Rachel? Am I just meant to wait here for her to come back? Have I overstayed my welcome and should just disappear?’ You decided to FaceTime your friends and tell them about what’s happened, they wanted all the details - the shirt, the tiktok, the Millie kiss, and now you’re alone wondering what to do. You showed them around the room and pointed out everyone’s shirts that were left on hooks and all the boots on the floor. Suddenly your conversation was interrupted by a man walking in. He looked at you weird and asked who you were; telling him you’re a friend of Rachel’s and waiting for her to get back from physio. He looked at you questionably while picking up the dirty kits then left. “Friend of Rachel’s are ya?” your friends piped up, you forgot you were on the phone to them during that awkward encounter. You bragged how Beth said she hoped to see you tomorrow then stuck your tongue out and hung up, looking around the room wondering what to do next. You edged towards the corridor you saw Rachel leave through earlier and decided to call out for her. “Rachel?” “Yeah?” “Erm.. I think I’m gonna go” “what?! You have to leave?” the disappointment in her voice obvious, “well.. no but everyone’s gone and a man came in and looked at me like I’m a stalker” “oh that’s Gary don’t mind him! I’m down here, come join me!”

Part Two - The Night That Changed Everything 🔞

[sweetlywingedcreation]

for the character ask: shadowheart baldursgate3 . idek anything about her I just think she's pretty🙂‍↕️

Hell yes!!! Shadowheart!!!

How I feel about this character

Okay, so I love Shadowheart so freaking much!!! She was the first companion I romanced in BG3 and has claimed a special place in my heart. (thank you to my bestie who convinced me to choose her instead of Astarion for my first playthrough. Changed my life)

She's like one of the very few women I'm genuinely attracted to and she makes me question my sexuality a little lmao.

Once you get her to trust you she stops being cold for the most part and starts being sweet and a little dorky and OUGH I just love her.

All the people I ship romantically with this character

I ship a decent amount with her but my mains are:

Karius my Tav (I have so much shit written and in my brain for these two! That's his fucking wife your honor!!! In my brain I've labeled them HeartBeat)

Halsin (the other half of my CanonXOc OT3 They are in a very happy poly relationship I have dubbed UrsineHeartBeat)

Karlach (Any time I'm not playing Kairius I always think of these two since they're almost always on my main team and their banter is always so fun. Also 'she looks like she could throw me over her shoulder' Is a god-tier line from SH. These bitches gay! Good for them... Good for them.)

Laezel (I'm not the biggest shipper of them but I think they're neat! Love a good enemies to lovers speedrun)

My non-romantic OTP for this character

Astarion!! I've seen some good romantic stuff for them but honest to god I just think they'd be besties drinking wine and gossiping.

My unpopular opinion about this character

I don't think I really have any???

Like I like her character arc of learning to trust you and opening up slowly. I know some people thought she was bitchy in the beginning but in her defence, she was literally brainwashed by a cult not to trust people, it's kind of understandable she'd be cold and distant.

One thing I wish would happen / had happened with this character in canon.

More romance options in Act 2.

I know she was occupied with all of the Shar stuff happening but both Astarion AND Gale (and probably others but I only really know these 2) have a second romance scene in Act 2. I genuinely thought I fucked her and Kairius' relationship up when I didn't get anything until LITERALLY the end of it (right before the boss).

IIRC all you get from her is a brief 'Hey we had somethin' going, didn't we? Sorry, I was too busy!' moment. Like Gale gets a whole scene under the stars, Astarion gets an entire moment where you can hug him and tell him you care for him.

Where's Shadowheart's version!? Let me tell her how I care for her and that I'm glad she's okay after everything that happened in the gauntlet! Let me give her a night orchid and hold her hand under the stars! Let me heal her sliced palm from the blood sacrifices and tell her how strong she is for betraying Shar!

Yes, I know they're technically story beats and not EXPLICITLY romance scenes but cmon man.

Hells, I even wrote an entire thing about Kairius dying her hair (despite that happening in Act 3) because I just wanted MORE for her.

Maybe she gets a second thing in Act 3 idk, I never finished the game lmao but still. Let me love this woman more dammit!

Anyways

Thank you for asking!!!! I love Shadowheart ^~^ <3

[girlinwoods]

{{The memories}}

ex husband jungkook x reader

I entered in a small restaurant while searching for my best friend who came from USA as she waved at me from the corner ... As i reached at her table

" hey y/n!!"

" hey Emily" i quickly went to hug her tightly

" I missed you so much y/n!"

" me too !! And you didn't even invite me in your wedding I am still mad at you"

" yah sorry please i didn't invite anyone just our parents and no one else because we didn't get any time"

" okay then treat by you then !! And where is your husband tho?"

" first sit down okay! And ofcourse today's my treat and jungkook he's kinda busy but will be here in minutes "....

Jungkook..?? I thought to myself i mean there are thousands of people with name jungkook

After 10 minutes as we were chatting a man came in black hoodie with baggy black jeans.... i couldn't see his face as he was wearing a black mask too but he straight went to my bestie and kissed her forehead before making eye contact with me as i slightly bow at him

" don't be formal y/n and meet my husband Jeon jungkook "

Jungkook?? ....i wonder is that.....him ..? It can't be right?

" oh and I am.. going to order something . ....for kook i think black coffee and for you y/n a hot chocolate ? "

On which i nodded and started scrolling my phone

" y/n you didn't change..."

I looked up in shock but didn't show any expression

" hmm" i simply replied

" still so beautiful... even after year's you didn't change...."

I didn't give any attention to him

" fuck....I see...now you don't follow any rules now a days wearing short clothes and make up...hmm wonder how you got so much courage to do that love"

I was shaking but didn't said anything but my heart was beating fast as my best friend came with our order

" so y/n i know you are mad at me but really i didn't invite anyone"

" i-its all right"

" are you okay y/n ? You are shaking"

" yea i am" i said and take a sip from my drink

" you know y/n jungkook is my every thing he always show me love in every form and he's just perfect for me"

Jungkook kept staring at me or more like keep making me uncomfortable

" y/n i know your ex was a bitch but remember there is plenty of fish in the water"

" yeah y/n " jungkook said in a fake concern more like a mocking tone

[boston-babies]

About last night..

A/n: wrote this last night because I couldn’t sleep😂 it’s a peek into what mama and Chris got up to last night with no kids in the house

You were in the kitchen, finishing up washing the last dish from dinner. Tanner had tried to help but you told her to not worry about it. She called you a stubborn ass and you told her to go be productive some where else. “You know something y/n? You’re lucky we’re besties and that I love you” you laughed “Til the end of the line right?” She laughed and jokingly rolled her eyes “punk” “jerk”. You both broke out into a fit of laughter when Chris walked in the kitchen “what’s going on in here?”

Tanner crossed her arms “something you want Christopher?” He sighed “how long is it going to take for you to forgive me Tan?” Tanner gave him a condescending smile “when hell freezes over” She looked at you “I’m gonna go find Henry” she gave you a big hug “sleep good” you nodded “you too” She walked past Chris and he called after her “good night Tanner” “Bite me Evans” He nodded and walked further into the kitchen and leaned against the island “at least she’s speaking to me”

You laughed and shook your head “give her time, she’ll come around” you crossed your arms and leaned back against the counter. You both were silent for a moment until Chris spoke up “so for once we have absolutely no kids in the house..” you nodded “I almost forgot what hearing my own thoughts could be like” He laughed and stood up straight “why don’t we take advantage of being alone?” You shrugged “we could watch a movie” he nodded “we could” he walked around the island and stood directly in front of you “or..” he put his hands on your hips and slowly pulled you in “we could do this”

He leaned down and kissed you. It started off slow; sweet and gentle. Soon becoming more heated as you wrapped your arms around his neck and he lifted you up and turned to set you down on the island. He stood between your legs and pulled away for a brief moment and bumped his nose with yours playfully “I love you pretty bird” He pulled you back into the kiss and soon started trailing his kisses to your neck. You’re not exactly sure why but panic started setting in. Your breath quickened and your heart started racing and beating painfully hard. “Stop-Chris, stop, stop, stop!”

He was quick to pull away and held his hands up and he looked worried “what’s wrong?” You went completely silent but he could see the panic attack completely taking over you. He nodded “alright honey, breathe for me. It’s okay. I’m gonna hug you, okay?” You nodded and he pulled you in. He held you tight and gently rocked you “it’s okay pretty bird, you’re okay. I need you to take a deep breath for me honey” you took a deep breath and he rubbed your back “that’s it, good girl”.

You both stayed that way for a long while until he felt you finally calm down. He pulled away and cupped your face in both hands “better?” You nodded “I’m sorry Chris..” he shook his head “no, you have nothing to be sorry for okay?” You nodded “I’m just not ready yet, I thought maybe I was ready..” he nodded “and that’s perfectly fine pretty bird” He kissed your forehead “why don’t we just go to bed and get some sleep?” You nodded and he helped you get down from the counter. You hugged him tight “I love you, so much..” he hugged you back and rested his chin on top of your head “I love you too pretty bird”

[ameonds-dragonn]

Poe cup champs

A filler for the Nevermore series

Summary: Dany gets throw into the Poe cup last minute and helps the team sabotage everyone for the win. Even if it meant wrestling her guy best friend and crush.

Warnings: cussing, mention of smoking weed, pinning, flirting, “cheating”. Xavier gets horny for Dany ;) definitely’10 things I hate about you’ vibes (my inspo for the end) @valeskafics here ya go bestie boo 💚💚

Enid was buzzing about the Poe cup that was this Saturday. She was painting the canoe with Yoko and some other girl I didn’t know. I knew Xavier was entering, he always has. It would be nice to see Barclay lose at least one time of us being here.

“Dany!” My cousin yelled at me

“I’m coming, goon!” I walked as I tucked the weed into the pocket more.

We walked to our spot in the woods and sparked up and forgot about our worries of being a teenager in a outcast boarding school. Soon enough we were walking past the girls painting their canoes.

“OMG! Dany, you should totally join us for this Poe cup!” Enid ran up to me and Aemond. Aemond stifled a laugh as the werewolf jumped around.

“Enid, I love you but no way! I don’t do water!” I gave her a small smile.

“Please! It will be so fun!”

I said no and plus Aemond and I always skip the Poe cup. It’s tradition” I assured the blonde wolf.

“And do what exactly?”

“Enid!” I sighed as I walked off from the two blondes.

I was walking back to my dorm when I saw Xavier and the boys working on their boat. AJax saw me and waved me over

“Shit”

“Oh hey Dany!” Xavier stood up and wiped his hands

“Hi, I’m not joining your team” I looked up at him

“Dany, you’re a girl and you don’t live in our dorms” Ajax giggled

I grabbed my boobs and moved my shirt back enough for me to see my chest and bra, “Oh my god that’s I am! Thanks for the tip”

Xavier giggled as his best friend and teammate sat back down and painted again

“Watch it” I grinned

Xavier pulled me into his chest as he wrapped his arms around my waist, “Did you smoke?”

“Mhm yeah. I went with Aemond” i mumbled as my face was mushed in his chest.

——- Friday night, Ophelia Hall common room

I walked up to my dorm from hanging out with Alys and I heard crying

“Enid?” I opened her door as I saw her crying on her bed like a child.

“Oh sweetheart! What happened?” I shut the door and put her in my chest as I hugged her

“Yoko and a garlic bread incident. She had an allergic reaction and won’t be able to do the Poe cup. My life is over!” Enid cried

Damn it, Bianca Barclay!

“Hey I’ll join to help our dorm” I sighed

She pulled away and smiled, “Thank you! I love you Dany!”

“Love you too. Now what’s your plan to sabotage the other teams?” I smirked.

————— Saturday morning, Poe cup

I walked down the grass to the Poe cup and where I was to meet Enid. Xavier was painted like the Heath Ledger joker.

“Awh you playing a little dress up”, I snorted at him

“Hahaha! I thought you were skipping this?”

Xavier smirked down at me

“Your ex girlfriend decided to fuck Yoko up with garlic bread at last night’s dinner. I found Enid all stressed so I decided to help her out” I sighed, knowing he was gonna give me hell.

“Dany! Go get into your costume” Enid said

“Costume?!” I yelped as she grabbed my wrist.

I walked out in a tight black outfit with cat ears on my head. This was so embarrassing! Xavier and Aemond giggled like school girls. Aemond snapped a picture. “This is the Christmas card”

I went to chase after Aemond but Xavier jerked me up in his arms, “You traitor!” I gasped as he held me close.

“You can beat him up later. Enid will kill you if you don’t do this” Xavier sat me down but not before I could knock his hat off his head

“Heyy what did I do?” He yelled as I met Enid and Wednesday and the other girl at the canoes.

Xavier looked at me and smiled

“Fuck you” i mouthed and started back around

“When are you two actually gonna do it?” Enid asked as Weems shot the gun off.

“Oh you are so dead, Sinclair!” I groaned as the others rowed off

“Just row, Dans!” Wednesday scowled

“Enid, stay here and make sure Bianca doesn’t wreck our boat. I’m gonna distract some jokers” I ran off to find Xavier

He ran towards my tree I was using as a hide out, I grabbed him by his shoulders. Pushed him down and threw his arms over his face.

“How’s the weather, Thorpe?” I asked as I pinned him down.

“Get off me, Daenerys! Don’t cheat” Xavier groaned, trying to flip me off of his thighs. But I had my knees in his elbows.

“No rules so I can’t be cheating” I smirked as I felt him get hard under me.

He looked at me and waited for my reaction, “You think you’re the first guy to get hard because I pinned him. Cute” I smirked as Wednesday grabbed the flag

“Get off, Daenerys!” Wednesday rolled her eyes before running to the boat.

“I’m coming!” I yelled as I bent down to kiss Xavier’s cheek, “Later Joker” I got off and ran before I could see his reaction or tantrum.

“Why do you have red paint on your lips?” Enid asked as I jumped behind Wednesday.

“You’ll thank me later. Now let’s go!” I sighed and I saw Xavier run to his boat.

His teammates yelled and suddenly laughed as they noticed the reasoning why he was late and had a broken flag. Enid looked at Xavier’s cheek that was smeared and mixed with pink off my nose.

“Dany you naughty girl!” She giggled as we passed Bianca’s boat

I looked back as Xavier’s boat stopped and started to sink. He threw his jester hat off as he pitched his fit. “Dany, I’m gonna kill you!”

Enid giggled as we docked and ran to the finish line. Bianca and her team swam to shore with sour looks. I saw Xavier swimming as fast as he could. He was mad but oh well I won! He can get over it!

Alys hugged me and smiled, “congratulations baby”

I felt a tap on my shoulder, my heart sank. I knew by the water footsteps and shampoo it was him.

I turned around, “Oh fuck! Aemond!” I yelled as I look off running

“I told you Dan!”

“Aemond, where the hell are you!” I ran into someone’s chest and I stopped running

“What now?” Aemond sighed, pulling me behind his back as Xavier approached.

“She cheated and got our boat to sink” Xavier said

“Dany how did you ‘cheat’ considering there’s no rules?” Aemond stood between us

“I knocked him off course and pinned him to the ground. Long enough for Wednesday to get our flag and return to the boat”

I sighed

“So are you mad she beat you or that her 5 '3 ass pinned you down?” Aemond scoffed.

Xavier’s mouth opened and closed

“Or that he got hard soon as I pinned him down” I smirked

“Jesus! Go rub one out like a normal teenager instead of plotting her murder” Aemond groaned making Xavier blush.

Xavier stalked off embarrassed, the guilt hit me a little as Aemond chuckled.

“Don’t laugh, Aem” I watched Xavier throw his hat down

_______ Monday, Thornhill’s class

I hadn’t talked to Xavier since our incident and argument in the woods with Aemond defending me.

He was drawing something as I walked in, Wednesday was sitting beside him. I took my place with Yoko.

“Admit you’re a little impressed” I heard Xavier say to Wednesday

It was out before I could stop it, “Wow that’s so much better than diamonds”

The class went completely quiet waiting for Xavier’s response

“It used to impress you, princess” he whipped his head to me and with shit eating grin

“Because I knew it would bruise your soft little ego if I said they were merely okay”, I raised my eyebrows at him and smirked

“Oh you know it’s not little, dany” Xavier’s eyes darken

Bianca held back a choke and the others died laughing

“Alright you two that’s enough!” Thornhill said before we could get another shot out

The bell rang a few minutes later, I packed my shit up and ran out but he caught up

“You’re jealous” Xavier sang

“Piss off” I groaned as I stuck my earbuds in

“Come on, you know you got your panties in a twist when you sat on me” Xavier poked my cheek

“I didn’t wear panties Saturday. Kinda hard for them to get in a twist. Don’t flatter yourself you didn’t have any effect on my excitement” I smirked before I walked off

“Then what did I have affect on, baby?” Xavier asked me as I walked off

I admit he got me a little wet when I felt him under me but he was about to find out.

“Other than my up chuck reflexes nothing” I stormed off hearing Xavier laugh at my denial

[elibabayblog]

You meet him after his concert

"Oh my god I am so excited!" You say hurriedly getting dressed in the mirror in your shared hotel room.

"Girl me too, can you believe it. We were able to get floor seats!!" You friend screams.

"I know now hurry your ass up so we can go and don't forget the vip passes so we can go backstage after the concert is over." You told her.

You grabbed your bag and your keys as you rushed your best friend out the hotel room.

"Come on child we are going to be late hurry the hell up." You tell her rushing her to move faster.

"I moving, I'm moving stop rushing me before I start moving slow on purpose." She tells you.

You sit down on the bed and you wait for her to finish. Minutes turn into days. You eventually grab your phone and you take some pictures and post them.

'OMG HARRY STYLES CONCERT! YES! I WANNA MEET MY IDOLLL💕💕🤗🥰'

"I'm ready." She calls.

"Finally, now let's go!" You said ushering her out the room.

You and get get into the car and take the short drive to the arena. You and her get out and grab your ticket and vip passes. You and her jump in like to get checked in. After you get checked in you walk through the arena looking for your seats before you eventually find them. You wait for him to come on stage.

~time skip provided by prince Harry~

"Okay so his concert was fire." You told your bestie.

"I know now come on so we can finally meet him." She said grabbing your arm and pulling you to the back.

"Pass please." The security guard said.

You and you best friend show him the passes as the hang around you neck.

"Alright please follow the line. When you get to the fron do not cross the table or you will be escorted out the building."

You and you friend nod your head waiting for him to move so y'all could pass. He stepped out if the way as you and your friend jumped into line. It moved quickly as what felt like a second later you were already at the front.

"Alright y/n now is not the time for a panic attack. Keep calm and everything will work out." You said stepping up to the table.

You reached out your notebook for him to sign it. You noticed he was still sweat from his concert not long ago. God to feel that sweat life would be complete. He signed your notebook as you asked his manager to take a picture of you and him. He got up and walked in front the table. He walked by you and hugged you as Jeff snapped a picture.

"Thank you Harry. I also wanted you to know your concert was amazing tonight." You told him.

"Thank you so much, this concert was fun for me as well. Btw 'call me'."

'Call him. Was he taking me me?' You thought.

A second later you looked down at your notebook and his number was written in it with a little note.

'I saw you on the crowd andI couldn't take my eyes off of you. I was going to be in town for a few more days and I was wondering if Icould take you out tomorrow. If not is understandable. Have a goodnight.

-xoxo Harry'

You looked at him and winked at him and he smiled at you. He must have knew what you ment. After your beat friend got her picture of him signed and her picture she walked by you.

"So did you get what you were looking for?" She asked.

"More than what I was looking for." You told her as you thought about Harry and him giving you, his number. Yeah, my life is complete.

[persoaprilo]

April the Translator's blog.

Reason to translate fanfiction works no. 1: distraction.

Translating fanfiction works gives me plenty of distraction from everything that gnaws at me. Bad thoughts, sad thoughts, troubles with health.

I suffer from bad thoughts around nine years. They bite me at random times, but mostly at night when I don't have anyone to hug or to talk to. Thoughts about death, about the inevitability of it and the future. Thoughts about the past, about being bullied at school back then, about unrequited love (almost 22yo and I'm still lonely as fuck, thank you life for making me mostly lesbian around straight people), about the situations I could change to just prevent the negative consequences either for me or the people I care about. Once the bad thoughts appear, they just start to whirl around my mind like a tornado, devouring every single piece of peace or positive thought I have, like tornado devoured Arcadia Bay. I can't get rid of it until I find a smallest piece of light in the storm dark, the way to distract myself from them, literally anything that I can turn my attention to. Usually it's my bestie Honeysuckle who I can text to and get plenty of hug stickers and small talk about my thoughts. But mostly it's translating that helps me.

Sad thoughts are rare now because I'm learning to absorb from them with music or talks to coworkers at work, or the little amount of friends I talk to nowadays because of being used to talk only when someone needs something from me to do or to give. Last time I had them when my mom was having a vacation with her boyfriend at some southern city, far away from Moscow. I was alone in the room, it was night. I hugged the sheep-patterned dakimakura she bought me to stop panic attacks (I will talk about them a little later) and cried while listening to Owl City – Sihlouette. This song made me understand how really lonely I am. Even having a big family, a massive amount of friends, I'm lonely as a little sparrow in the rain. When I go somewhere for a walk, I do it alone, because no one can join me. I'm free as a wind when I don't have work or study days, I can go wherever I want to, to Arbat street for some cool things at favourite shop, to the place where I can buy some nice belgian waffles, to Moscow-located American-style diner to have a burger and nice apple pie, or just to walk around the Sparrow Mountains near the Moscow river. Maybe I'm not lonely, but I feel lonely. And thoughts like these were just as bad as the actual bad ones.

Troubles with health. Mostly I am pretty healthy, but my heart thinks different. I have a sinus arrhythmia. It's a usual thing for a young person, but it tortures me when it reminds me about itself. It's literally the reason why am I writing it in the first place, because I was sitting at my desk and scrolling through memes – and suddenly I felt like my heart made a stronger beat, or like it missed one. It's hard to describe, honestly. That's how I ended up lying in bed and typing all of that. Last year, and I guess because of that fluffin' arrhythmia, I had panic attacks. I had them while staying with my dad at the newly-met grandparents from his side, I had them while being with my Mom at St. Petersburg. I just couldn't sleep properly because my heart and these attacks did not give me a chance to rest. Last time I had panic attack at work around two weeks ago. Usually it comes with quickened heartbeat and increased nervousness, no other symptoms. My coworker led me to the infirmary and doctors told me that having arrhythmia is okay for my age. My coworker guessed that I'm getting nervous when my heart does things and she was right – I am freaking out when it happens, and I can't calm down at night because, like I said, there's no one to talk to, to hug or to hold hand.

So yes, translating things distracts me from bad and sad thoughts, from stupid arrhythmia and panic attacks. It helps me to focus on translating works I like, to forget about troubles I have and just lets me sink into the the world of the fandom, creating a cozy engulfing bubble where every bad thing stays outside until I finish or I need to do something and have to have a pause. Translating Pricefield works, Wenclair works – it helps. A lot.

I thank everyone who gave me their permission to translate their works. I appreciate your trust and kindness, the sociability of the people who talks to me about translation rather than just let me translate their creation and forget about me. You're the best.

[p0orbaby]

Needs Must

Summary - Wanda has been desperate for your attention all day. So when you finally relent you give her what she wants, the best way you know how.

Warnings - SMUT, Sub!Wanda x Dom!reader, Strap on use, Strap blowjob?, Fingering (Wanda receiving), Oral (Wanda receiving), Slight overstimulation, Daddy kink (ish), Pet names, Language, I think that’s it…

Authors note - My smuttiest fic to date. And my longest it seems. Basically porn with plot. Thank you to the bestie who requested this! I hope you enjoy.

P.s because it’s dead long, I edited this as well as I could but reading 4k words over and over again gets boring af. So whatever mistakes are left kindly ignore. Ty!

Word count - 4.3k

Navigation | Wanda Maximoff Masterlist

“I can see you, you know”

“And what if I wanted you to see me?”

“Then I’d say I’m busy. Which is exactly what I’ve said the last three times you’ve poked your head around the door frame”

“But you’ve been busy all morning”

She wasn’t wrong. You’d gotten up earlier than normal to get the brunt of your work done before the afternoon. However the more you did, the more issues arose and your list of things to complete by the end of day seemed to be getting longer by the hour.

“That’s because I’ve got work to do, baby. Reports and briefs don’t write themselves”

There was a beat before she responded. You could practically hear the cogs in her brain whirring as she thought of something quick-whittled enough to say to try and persuade you to stop what you were doing and give her your attention.

“You left me in bed all alone. I woke up horny and ready for you to ravish me, but you weren’t there”

You knew the game she was playing. You weren’t stupid. She’s been at it all morning and you refused to give in just because she’s batting those long eyelashes in your direction. And it’s not like you didn’t have work that needed doing. You were just using your lack of free time to your advantage.

“Then go and sort it. I’m sorry but I’m in the middle of something Wands”. You didn’t even bother looking up from your computer screen as you spoke. Purposefully sounding as nonchalant as you could.

All you were left with was a frustrated growl as she turned out of your office and stomped her way through the house. It shouldn’t humour you. What you were doing was cruel really, but still you smiled to yourself smugly as you started typing once again.

-

The report was taking longer than expected. The consequences of not sticking to the mission plan. It had been about an hour since the last time Wanda made an appearance and you were half certain she was no longer in the house. Well you were, until she sauntered back into the room, a plate of food for you in her hand.

Not thinking anything of it you looked up to thank her for her kind gesture before you had to do a double take. Not only had she made you your favorite lunch, but she had decided it would be best to present it to you while wearing your favourite lingerie set of hers. Fuck. She was playing the big leagues now.

As always, she looked stunning. It was extremely hard to keep up the facade when the maroon lace hugged her breasts perfectly and the matching panties all but covered half of her backside. If she bent over, you would definitely get a show.

Was it you or was it suddenly very hot in here?

“See something you like?”

Her silky voice pulled your head out of the gutter. “Oh, definitely”, you admitted, clearing your throat.

“And what are you going to do about that then?”

“Hmm” you tapped your index finger to your chin and furrowed your brow in an attempt to look like you were thinking intensely. “Well I do see something that looks absolutely ravishing. So I might start there. What do you say? Should I get my fill of it right here at my desk?”

Wanda shivered slightly at your suggestion. The thought of being taken by you over your desk had her almost weak at the knees. It was one of her favourite ways to have you. She internally jumped with joy at the fact her plan to crack you appeared to be working.

“Come over here and pass me that plate before you drop it everywhere. I don’t want to have to clean up messes on both the desk and the floor now do I?”

As much as Wanda liked to play into the role of a needy brat sometimes, she was very much a sucker for obeying your instructions. She couldn’t help but have her submissiveness slip out whenever you told her to do something in that low, raspy voice you knew she loved so much.

So she walked over to you, as confident as one could possibly move on wobbly legs, and handed you the plate just like you asked.

“Thank you baby. Now, can you leave me and my sandwich in peace while I take my time devouring this delicious looking specimen”

It took a few moments for Wanda to register what you had just said. But when she did, the look of complete outrage clouded her features. You had never seen her so offended.

“Are you fucking serious right now?”

“What? You made me a lovely lunch and I plan on eating every last morsel while I finish up my work. What did you think I meant?”

“You’re unbelievable, you know that?”

“I have been told that before, yes. Many a time by you I might add” you say just before you take the biggest bite possible of your chicken salad sub. A moan released at the back of your throat as you chewed. “This is so good wanda, thank you”

“You know what. I’m going out. If you want anything from the store then message me but don’t expect me to bring it back” she turned and even though she was thoroughly annoyed with you, you enjoyed the view you got from her retreating form. “Ignorant piece of shit”

“I heard that!”

“Good, you were supposed to”

-

You managed to finish your work while Wanda was out. Maybe you had gone a little too far. But she also needed to learn that the ‘I want’ attitude doesn’t fly with you. Not in this particular moment anyway. .

Either way, even if your actions were somewhat warranted you had some making up to do. And you planned on doing just that when she got back home.

Another hour passed before she stepped back through the front door. Bags in hand as she clearly struggled to get them all in in one trip.

“Need some help?”

“Nope I’ve got it. Don’t worry yourself about it, I can sort it”

She used your words from earlier against you. Well played.

“Okay well did you at least get the ingredients I asked for?”

“No. I told you to not expect anything”. Finally the bags were inside. She huffed out a tired breath before walking past you to start putting the items in their respective spots in the kitchen cabinets. Never once looking in your direction.

“Hm. Even though they were components of the meal I was going to cook for you to say sorry for today? Well now what am I going to do to apologise?”

“Are you deaf? I’m not repeating myself Y/N”

“Not deaf, no. Just confused. Confused as to why a person so desperate for me to fuck them would disobey the very person that can fulfil their wishes”

Even facing away from you, you can see her body tense up as she realises what you’ve said. Halting her movements and bracing her hands against the granite counter she is now leaning her weight against.

“That is what you want, right? For me to fuck you?”

She was still across the room from you. At least fifteen feet away. You didn’t need to be close to her to feel the need she had for you. It was like electricity. Making the air thick with want and the hairs on the back of your neck stand to attention. She finally nodded, confirming the answer you had been waiting for.

“Come here then, if you want it that bad come and get it yourself”

She turned slowly to face you, the first time she’d looked at you since she’d gotten back. Her pupils blown wide with lust, the green of her eyes barely visible. She stopped inches away from you. Close enough that you could feel the warmth of her breath against your skin.

“Tell me what you want, Wanda”

“You” she replied meekly. The contrast of her attitude before to now was something of a spectacle.

“You have to be more specific. I’m not going to give you anything until you tell me what it is you need”

“I want you to make me cum, with your fingers, with your mouth, with your cock. I just want you. So bad baby, please”

Her answer was sufficient enough for you. The quiet whimper at the end of her sentence was what sealed the deal. Not that you were going to deny her for much longer anyway. But she didn’t need to know that.

Before you even realised you’d made a move, your lips were on hers. A hot wet mess of teeth and tongues as you took what you wanted and she finally got her wish of getting eaten alive by you. The hard nip you gave to her bottom lip had her reeling. And the way her nails dug into the base of your neck spurred you on more than you would like to admit. Why didn’t you do this sooner?

The need to be inside her crashed over you suddenly, causing you to pick her up and stumble your way to place her on the island in the middle of the kitchen. It didn’t matter that there were things littering the surface. You swiped them away with one smooth motion of your arm and the sound of shattering china and glass accompanied the low hums of your laboured breaths.

She hissed at the cold stone against her bare thighs. The sound makes you realise that, even though she had dressed herself modestly enough before leaving for the store, if you angled yourself just right you could spot the lace nestled between her legs. She always did look good in skirts.

Her silken lips felt familiar against your own. The way she explored your mouth with her tongue was something you might almost compare to heaven itself. She was just as at home with you standing between her parted legs, her ankles crossed together at the small of your back.

Without thinking about it, your hands travelled up the length of the smooth, exposed skin of her thighs. Leaving goosebumps in your wake as your fingertips glossed over her with purpose and intent. It was the soft muling she released when your fingers reached the edge of her panties that snapped you out of your love-stricken daze and made you remember that you were, in fact, trying to teach her a lesson about patience.

“Always so needy for me huh? Can’t even last a day without wanting me inside you? My horny little baby” you said against her slightly parted lips. She nodded once more. “What did I say about using your words? If you don’t answer me properly, I’ll stop”

“I’m always needy for you. All the time” her response came out broken and breathless. You had barely touched her and yet she was already a puddle of arousal before you. Her head dropped onto your shoulder as soon as your fingers breached her panties. Wet slick covered your fingers as you toyed with her. Achingly slow.

“I know. It’s sweet how much you want me, it really is”, a hard press to her clit sends her reeling. “Look at you, so desperate or me”

You returned your mouth to hers, right before you pulled her shirt over her head, revealing the pale swell of her breasts that had your mouth watering even more than it did just hours before. In one swift motion, the cup of her bra was pulled down and your fingers pinched her left nipple. Rewarding you with a cry from the woman in front of you and a gush of wetness in your own underwear.

All those noises were propelling you forward. All you wanted to do was have her scream for you. So in hurried movements you pulled her from the counter and pushed her down to her knees.

“I want you to suck me off. Can you do that? Can you suck Daddy’s cock?”

It wasn’t a question really. More of an instruction. You knew she would do it no matter the form in which it was bestowed upon her.

Before you had even unbuttoned your trousers her mouth was open for you. Her tongue sticking out past her bottom lip just slightly, always willing to receive whatever you were offering.

The strap that was pulled out of your bottoms stood to attention as soon as it was free of its fabric prison. A Simple red silicone piece with a smooth tip and a few veins for texture. It’s the one you wore most days just because you could. The ones you used for special occasions were stashed in your bedroom ready and waiting for whenever you felt like something more than a round in the kitchen.

“Don’t just sit there and look at it. Get it wet for me” her doe eyes all but glazed over with lust as she was given permission to have her fill of you. Before she even pushed the toy into her mouth she gathered some saliva with her tongue and spat it over the item between your legs. So much so that it dripped over the edges and onto the floor by your feet.

Once satisfied that it was primed enough for her, she leant forward and wrapped her lips around the end. Slow and steady at first. Easing herself into it as she prepared her throat and mouth for a good fucking.

It wasn’t until she had acclimatised to the length of it that you started bucking your hips forward. Each thrust almost as deep as the next, causing Wanda’s eyes to water and her mascara to leave grey black tear stains across her cheeks.

The sounds that were echoing off of the kitchen walls were vulgar. Sloppy gags and wet slurps were most prominent as Wanda used all of her energy and concentration to keep up with the pace you had set. It wasn’t until the friction of the toy against your own core threatened to have you climax prematurely that you finally pulled away.

The breath Wanda sucked in through her now swollen and puffy lips told you she was also grateful for the moderate reprieve.

“Stand up and turn around” your voice was low, gravelly. A voice that only came out in the most intimate of moments. Even if said moment happened to take place in the kitchen of your home. Either way, Wanda listened, again, and did what you told her. No questions asked. “Lean forward and put your hands on the counter. I don’t want you falling over on me”

With Wanda now in position, facing away from you, legs slightly spread, she waited patiently for you to do as you pleased. You took the moment to admire her body. The muscles in her back taught with anticipation. More than likely mirrored by her abdominal muscles on the other side of her torso. Eyes dragging to soft, strong legs. Steel wrapped in velvet. A body part that you would happily spend the rest of your days between.

Once you were done ogling your girlfriend, your eyes blazed a trail to the apex of those long legs of hers where they landed on what you were planning to ravish for the duration of the evening. By then, it wouldn’t be as covered as it was now. Much to your satisfaction.

Before you got to work, you lifted up her skirt so her ass was on display for you. Round and pert and good enough to eat. At the sight of it you imagined how the ivory skin would slowly turn red with tonight’s happenings. Both with the slap of your palms against it and the pounding of your thighs against hers as you plunged into her heat.

If you looked hard enough, you could see the remnants of her arousal on the cotton of her panties. A dark wet patch that acted as a beacon guiding you to fulfill your desires. You longed to touch her.

Her body called to you. As much as you liked the dynamic the two of you shared, the dom and sub titles were sometimes hard to keep up with. Especially when you would walk to the ends of the Earth to keep the woman in front of you happy. She deserved the best.

With that in mind, you walked forward slightly and rested your hands on her waist. Close enough that the end of the strap barely touched where she needed you the most. The sharp intake of breath told she had been anticipating your touch.

“What is it you want baby? My hands, my mouth or my cock. I’ll give you first choice, then after you cum, it’s my turn to decide. Understand?”

“Yes, I understand”

“Good, now tell me. How do you want to fall apart first?”

“Your cock. Please. Been wanting you to fill me up all day”

You didn’t need to be asked twice. So your fingers found the lace of her underwear and roughly pulled it to the side, leaving her exposed to you. Her wetness was practically dripping down the insides of her legs already, and her pussy was bright red and puffy. Perfectly ready for you to slip inside of her.

There were barely seconds before you lined yourself up and buried the strap into her wanting hole. A quick snap of your hips and you were fully sheeted within her. Home sweet home.

“Fuck”. The only thing that Wanda was able to say with the amount of pleasure coursing through her body. The strap wasn’t big by any means. Not in comparison to some others that you owned. But it was the way you moved your hips, causing the tip of it to bump that spot in her over and over again that had her practically cumming on the spot, confirmed that size didn’t always matter.

Wanda had to stand on the tips of her toes to compensate for the jelly-like feeling she was currently trying to ignore in her legs. It was almost embarrassing how fast she came undone with you inside her.

The pace you set was relentless. Not giving her the chance to catch her breath in between strokes. Other than the sounds of your skin slapping each other, the wet noises of where you were joined filled the room more so than the breaths she was struggling to take.

“You take me so well. Such a good whore for Daddy. Isn’t this what you wanted? When you were flaunting your pretty body around when I was working. So obsessed with my cock you couldn’t wait until I was done?”

“N-no. I, you. Shit-. I can’t baby please”

“You can’t even talk huh? So fucking dumb for me. You wanna cum? Tell me how bad you want it”

“So fucking bad”

“Prove it. Ride me like you mean it”

Letting go of the vice grip you had on her hips, Wanda took control. Pushing her backside into the front of your pelvis. Guiding herself along the strap as she chased what she so desperately craved.

All you did was watch. Widening your legs ever so slightly as to give you more balance as she bounced her ass off of you. The ripple of her muscles mesmerising as she moved back and forth pushing herself up and down the length of your cock.

“You look so good like this. My little cockslut riding me like it’s the last time she ever will”

“I’m so close Daddy, please let me cum”

Her words were stuttered and her knuckles had turned white from the force she was gripping the countertop. A clear sign she was straining to keep herself from letting go. You had to do something about that.

The speed in which you pulled out gave Wanda whiplash. One second you were pounding into her like your life depended on it and the next she was left empty and clenching around nothing.

“You don’t get to cum until I say you do. You know the rules. Now, I want to taste you. Want to taste how I make you feel”

You didn’t give her the chance to stand up properly before you dragged her upright and placed her back into the work surface. Her legs spread automatically for you as you kneeled to become eye level with her core.

What a sight it was. Pink flesh turning purple from your administrations. Slick covering most of her making her glisten in the sunlight pouring through the window. Sweet sweet nectar you just had to lick clean.

You started with kisses up the inside of her thigh. Gentle and soft. A stark contrast to the rough movements you were exhibiting just moments ago. The change of pace wasn’t just for her benefit, but because if you took her in your mouth so soon you don’t think you’d be able to stop until she was cumming on your tongue. And where was the lesson in that?

Small pecks turned into soft bites turned into long licks of her salty skin. All the while getting closer and closer to your destination. The smell of her was intoxicating. Musky and sweet and utterly delectable. The first taste almost had you whimpering against her. Almost.

Wanda clenched her legs around your head ever so slightly as you began to flick your tongue against her clit. But your hands flew up to stop them from encasing you further.

“You know better than that. Stay still and I’ll reward you. Wriggle around and you get punished. That’s the rules”

Her legs went slack for a brief moment. Trying to convince herself and you that she wouldn’t lose control so quickly the next time. It didn’t work. As soon as you returned your mouth to its position all semblance or restraint flew out of the window.

Her hands were in your hair and her foot was now digging into the middle of your back. You didn’t care at this point. It only made you more determined to get her to the finish line.

You sucked her clit into your mouth, grazing it with your teeth ever so slightly. Her hips bucked upwards which normally would have you stop what you were doing, but you needed her to be wild.

The hand that was attempting to keep her open for you was then used for something better as you plunged two fingers into her. The grip she had on your hair tightened. A burn blossoming in your scalp that you’d no doubt chastise her for later. Yet it was the least of your worries when all you could think about was stroking the spongy spot inside her with your digits.

“I can tell you're close. Cum for me Wanda. Do as I say my sweetness”

With a practiced suck of her bud and a curl of your fingers, hitting just the right spot, she came with vigour into your mouth. Wetness released from her hole as she arched her body into your face. Almost suffocating you once more.

The wave of pleasure washed over her like stepping into the warm sun on a summer's day. Very much welcomed after hours of being ignored. But when you didn’t stop, her mind had no trouble digging up again.

Wanda twitched against you. Her walls fluttered in protest as you kept going. A hiss released from her mouth at the sensitivity of her pussy that wasn’t being acknowledged by your continuous probing.

“You think I’m done with you? Just because you finally got some attention you think I’m just going to leave you be?”

“Baby, please. So sensitive”

“I want one more. One more with my mouth then I’ll let you have a break”

She was torn between pleasure and pain. She knew you could work at her quick enough that the sting would be forgotten in a matter of moments. But the way her toes curled involuntarily at the way you had your digits exploring her insides almost had her crawling away from you.

“I can feel your body needing me Wanda, just sit back and let me give you another one”

The speed in which you helped her over the edge this time was frantic. Swift licks and hard sucks made up the majority of your tactics, your jaw ached and your wrist started to cramp. All of it was worth it when you could make your girl feel good.

Seconds later Wanda almost slipped off of the counter with the force of her second orgasm. If you hadn't had an arm wrapped around her leg then she would have definitely made contact with the cold tiles.

You finally looked up from your position between her legs. Her hair was tousled and her eyes were wet with unshed tears. She looks thoroughly fucked out. Mission accomplished.

You helped her to her feet, making sure she was steady before leaving her to grab some water from the fridge. Passing a bottle to her as you chugged at yours, you couldn’t help but savour the taste of her that lingered on your tongue.

“I thought you said you were going to make me cum with your cock?” Her innocent demeanour now completely forgotten as she challenged you. How could she go from a begging mess to a cheeky brat who questioned your methods of pleasure in a matter of seconds?

“I’d watch your mouth baby. I’m not the one who was just begging to cum, remember?”

“Yeah, but I thought you of all people would stick to your word. Perhaps I got you wrong after all this time”

You placed the now empty water bottle on the side, and crowded Wanda with your body. “You know what, fine. Have it your way. Go upstairs and get naked for me. Sit on the bed and wait”

There it was. That glint in her eye again and a smirk plastered on her face before she turned and slinked off towards the stairs.

“But don’t expect me to go easy on you again”

Oh tonight was going to be fun.

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-The other woman-

reader x idol!bang chan

summary: you think you're not the right girlfriend for bang chan and all your insecurities lead to both of you breaking up. after a few years you are invited at bang chan's wedding as a guest.

PART 1 | PART 2 | PART 3 | PART 4 | PART 5 | PART 6 | PART 7 | PART 8| FINAL CHAPTER

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he was your ray of sunshine. he made your life brighter the second he came into your life. you thought he was all you needed. you loved him so much. the hugs, kisses, smiles he would always give you, made your heart skip a beat. every single time. that was the power he held on you. he loved the way you would touch his hair, kiss him on his dimples, hold his hand so dearly, scared you might lose him.

but you did. unfortunately. the day you lost him forever was his happiest day. his birthday. through the time you were his girlfriend you always thought you weren't the best. you were too insecure about yourself, as a girlfriend. you tried your best and you would make it, but it still didn't fill that emptiness you had inside that was eating you slowly. everytime he would come home from work, you couldn't stay up to meet him. he didn't mind it, all he wanted was you by his side, on his home, even though you couldn't wait for him and fall asleep in the couch. he loved how you would pout while you were sleeping. he loved your lips. he loved you. more than himself. he would thank god for making you his girlfriend.

you regret telling him to break up the day of his birthday. you regret breaking his heart to the point he had to take a hiatus for not being mentally well. you regret breaking a heart that loved you too much. you regret for leaving someone who loved you even more than your own family and friends. you regret everything.

but here you are now. after some good 6 years you are invited to his wedding. the woman beside him looks like a goddess. the preetties. she was out of a fairytale. her eyes, her glowing skin, her long hair, everything of her looks beyond perfect. as you were looking at her, felix, your best friend till the day you met him, approached you. he knew what both you and bang chan went through amd was there to comfrot you as much as he could.

"hey bestie! you look stunning!"

you were wearing a simple suit, a black one, with a few gold jewelries. your hair was short and slicked back making your slim face look even more slim as it was.

"hey lix! you look really handsome tonight! how have you been?"

you were catching up on how life has been until you had to meet the bride. she was so happy to meet you. of course she knew the past you had with bang chan, but you moved on already.

or so you thought.

as you did a few chit-chats with the bride, bang chan came in to take her.

"heyo! congratulations, christopher"

"hey, thank you y/n"

they decided to walk ahead leaving you there. you sat on the place where the bride was sitting just a few seconds ago, feeling something burning in your chest. just like that, some droplets of tears started to run down your cheeks. in that moment, felix appeared, looking for you. when he saw you in that state, he decided to stay quiet and let you cry in his arms.

he knew what was going on.

you didn't move on.

the man you loved 6 years ago, and still love now, was now getting married with a better woman.

oh, the other woman...