#You don't need to reply to it or do anything but admire from afar but feel free to talk to me about this while I am still here.

[000-pawz]

i don't want us to just be friends! (bnd) ˚ · .

bnd when they have a crush , ot6 headcanons , fluff , pining , nonidol au

more under the cut!

a/n: requested here and here! eeek tysm <3 i also subtly brought their charts into play here too (you guys already know how i roll) >3<

sungho ˚ ⋆｡˚

𐙚₊˚ when sungho has a crush on you, he literally wants to become your superman >< he'll carry your backpack across campus for you, lends you his (very neat) notes if you miss a day in class, and brings you food to your dorm room if you're sick </3 he just wants to do whatever he can to help you

𐙚₊˚ loves studying with you!!! his favorite part is when you go quiet when you're really focused and he can just watch your cute concentrated face <3 he'll nudge you from under the desk when it's time to take a break and convince you to go with him to get food!!! he wants to make sure that you're taking care of yourself always

𐙚₊˚ he's not the type to initiate affection first between you guys, so when you do it, he turns into an absolute mess. if your head falls onto his shoulder while you're laughing, he'll probably act cool on the outside, but on the inside, he's literally screaming, running laps!!!

𐙚₊˚ or if you grab his hand to walk through a crowd together without losing each other, he'll try to suppress his smile as best he can, but ultimately fails because??? your hand fits perfectly in his???? hello????

𐙚₊˚ sungho becomes really cute and soft around you. he shyly smiles when you wave to him across campus!!! or if you're hanging out alone watching a movie, he'll share his blanket with you and shuffle up to your side so your legs are pressing against each other's (and yes it's an excuse to be closer to you!!!)

𐙚₊˚ gets pretty protective over you. if you fall and scrape your knee, he's carrying you to the nurse asap (even if it's just a little cut :<). better yet, he'll take care of you himself, treating you so gently as he bandages up your wound and tells you to be more careful cause you could've gotten really hurt!!

𐙚₊˚ really playful with you! probably lightly teases you about your cute habits, does bunny ears above your head when you take a selfie, pretends to bite you when you tease him back ^___^ just like a giant kitty

𐙚₊˚ sungho is not one to keep secrets and he's pretty straightforward, so i see him confessing to you first >< he'll probably make it really intimate, like bringing you flowers and then taking you to a picnic in the field </3 there are literal sparkles in his eyes when he watches the way the sun hits your skin! just something super sappy where it can just be the two of you and he can confess all of his honest feelings with no interruptions!!!

˚ ⋆｡˚ riwoo

𐙚₊˚ riwoo is incredibly shy around his crush!!! he'll probably be the most physically awkward out of all of them lol like if he has to partner up with his crush for a conversation, he'll literally die a little on the inside because he gets so flustered around you, he can barely speak!!!

𐙚₊˚ he definitely keeps his crush on you to himself. for one, he wants to be able to admire you from afar and he's simply happy with just liking you! and for two, he doesn't want his friends to embarrass him around you ><

𐙚₊˚ probably screams into his pillow whenever you text him first >3< or smiles behind his hand because you are texting him!!! he replies back super fast too because he doesn't want you to think he's uninterested!!!

𐙚₊˚ he'll always try his best to make you smile around him, even if it involves him making a fool of himself!!! if you're in the same room, he'll text you something funny and wait to see your reaction from across the room ^___^

𐙚₊˚ worries about you so much :C if you seem extra tired in class, he'll check up on you, asking you if you need anything!!! he'll sneak snacks into your bag, switch seats with you if you get the wobbly chair, and he's just overall very attentive!!! if you don't show up for class out of the blue, he's texting you right away to make sure everything is okay and if you need him to bring you anything!!! <3

𐙚₊˚ very adaptable to you. if you're grabbing lunch together and you mention a specific menu you like, he's ordering the same thing! and if you're studying together in his dorm and you say you're hot, he'll immediately turn on the air conditioning (even if he's shivering </3) he always prioritizes your comfort

𐙚₊˚ loves to have long and deep conversations with you. enjoyes hearing about your plans for the future, and your goals and aspirations!!! he's all for learning what makes you tick so he can cater to your needs better <3 he just loves learning about you as a person because you are so interesting to him and you have a way of scratching his brain just right

𐙚₊˚ riwoo would be so so so nervous to confess. he'd run over what he wants to say multiple times to himself before you even show up to the park he's meeting you at. and when you finally do show up, all of his effort goes straight out of the window and he forgets everything he wanted to say </3 so he just says "y/n. i like you." and you giggle a bit because you already know!!! you were just waiting for him to say something >< and when you tell him so, riwoo gets so blushy and shy before asking if he can take you out tomorrow!! officially :3

jaehyun ˚ ⋆｡˚

𐙚₊˚ everyone will already know he has a crush on you before he even knows!!! he finds a way to mention you in every conversation and starts smiling like an idiot whenever someone says your name <3

𐙚₊˚ becomes your very own puppy ^___^ if you weren't already friends before jaehyun starts liking you, then you are now! he'll ask to be your partner whenever he gets the chance, gets excited for you when you share good news with him, does whatever you ask of him

𐙚₊˚ like if you mention you want a certain drink from the store, jaehyun is up and out of his seat in the blink of an eye!!! or if you say that your feet hurt from walking around all day, he'll give you a piggy back ride home!!!

𐙚₊˚ he invites you out to everything like "hey y/n, did you want to go to this party with me tonight", or "hey y/n, are you busy later? maybe we can go to the carnival together", or even "hey y/n, can you come with me to buy toothpaste please"

𐙚₊˚ intense eye contact whenever you have something to say. he does that thing where he cocks his head at you with gentle eyes and nods along to whatever you're saying, reacting to everything and giving you little smiles here and there <3

𐙚₊˚ becomes the loudest, goofiest person ever around you. he's cracking jokes left and right, sharing stories that he knows will entertain you, etc. he literally just goes on autopilot freak mode because he's driven by pure impulse when you're around ><

𐙚₊˚ once you guys are comfortable around each other, he gets pretty touchy!!! he'll give you tight hugs whenever he greets you, brushes hair out of your face if you're focused on your work, gives you random fistbumps and high fives just for an excuse to touch you ><

𐙚₊˚ jaehyun's confession would be so out of the blue, he even surprises himself. he'll be walking you back home after a late-night study session and he'll just get such a big rush of emotion when he looks at you in the moonlight and he'll just blurt out that he likes you!!! he'll quickly cover his mouth with wide eyes and be like "did i say that out loud...?" and you just laugh at him because he's so cute before confessing that you like him too <3

˚ ⋆｡˚ taesan

𐙚₊˚ if taesan has a crush on you, you might think that he simply doesn't like you >< he'll avoid eye contact at all cost, walk in the opposite direction if he hears that you're coming, ducks away if you enter the room. he gets so overwhelmed everytime he sees you, his fight or flight kicks in lol

𐙚₊˚ perks up if he ever hears your name mentioned in public. like he'll be totally locked in on his computer or something and as soon as he hears your name in a passing conversation, he'll sit up straighter and look around to see if you're nearby >< he might even listen in on someone's conversation just to hear what they're saying about you

𐙚₊˚ he stresses out so much about whether or not to speak to you first if you're not already friends. he'll pace his room, ask his friends if you're seeing anyone, runs over every possible outcome of him talking to you (and the only thing he's trying to do is introduce himself </3)

𐙚₊˚ when he finally does build up the courage to talk to you, he's a stuttering mess!!! it already took him 32978 hours to even convince himself to finally talk to you, and when he does, he finds himself tripping over his words a lot and stumbling through greetings </3

𐙚₊˚ taesan is the type to buy you your favorite drink from the cafe and then "run" into you and say "hey, uh i just had an extra one of these." and then he quickly gives it to you before running away and you're just like he is so cute (because it's so obvious that he likes you)

𐙚₊˚ once you guys get closer, speaking to you would be like a second nature to him!!! he just needs to break out of his shell a bit >< he'll ask you to meet him at the bench outside of your dorm/house at like 2 am just so you guys can talk alone (and if he "accidentally" had an extra hoodie in his backpack for when you start to get cold, no he didn't >3<)

𐙚₊˚ i said it before and i'll say it again! taesan loves loves loves sharing music with you. he'll make you multiple playlists (all with subtle meanings and confessions hidden in them) and send them to you!!! he might actually malfunction if you do the same as well (and he will read into every lyric of every song you send)

𐙚₊˚ he'd confess when you guys are at a record store together, checking out vinyl. he'll pick a song that perfectly captures everything he wants to say that he can't put into words, and you just look so pretty flicking through all of the albums, and he knows this is his chance!!! so he puts the vinyl on the record player and calls you over to place the headphones over your ears and as you listen, you realize what's he's trying to say and you give him the biggest hug ever that makes him stumble back a bit with a big smile, wrapping himself up in you <3

leehan ˚ ⋆｡˚

𐙚₊˚ definitely the type to stare at you from across the room with that soft gaze, just watching you exist. observing which hand you write with, your little quirks and habits, the clothes you like to wear. just learning about you from afar. he might even scroll through your social media too :<

𐙚₊˚ his line from serenade when he's like "hey, the weather is nice. want to go for a walk?"!!! he'll stroll with you quietly, making small talk, asking you how your classes are going, and he gets really giggly if your hands accidentally brush each other's <3

𐙚₊˚ leehan will find any way to accommodate you! if you mumble that your head hurts in class, he'll ask the professor to dim the lights for you! and if you're cold, he'll insist you take his jacket!!!

𐙚₊˚ if leehan has a crush on you, he will mentally act like he's married >< if someone else tries to confess to him, he'll respectfully reject them because he only has eyes for you!!!

𐙚₊˚ he laughs at all of your jokes, even if they are terrible >< it's not even forced laughter though!!! he genuinely finds you so endearing that everything you do is cute to him

𐙚₊˚ speaking of cute!!! he calls you cute a lot. you'll do the most mundane thing ever and he'll just watch you with a tiny smile, thinking that you are the cutest thing to ever exist. he might even say it out loud just to see you get flustered <3

𐙚₊˚ loves when you rant/vent to him!!! he thinks it's so special that you see him as a safe place to go when you're stressed, and he'll do anything to ease that stress. he'll reach over and give your hand an encouraging squeeze, listening intently to everything you say, and give you advice if you ask for it!!!

𐙚₊˚ he would probably confess to you after months, or even years of being friends!!! when you guys are alone, probably having a midnight talk about anything and everything when he goes "y/n. i really like you." and it'll catch you so off guard and get you so flustered, but he just couldn't wait any longer!!! and when you breathlessly confess that you like him back, he'll pull you into the tightest hug ever with an airy laugh, relieved that everything worked out <3

˚ ⋆｡˚ woonhak

𐙚₊˚ he's in lalaland before he even strikes up conversation with you </3 woonhak will literally daydream about you all the time, zoning out in class just thinking about you for hours!!! he'll probably even imagine scenarios of you guys together to help him fall asleep at night lol

𐙚₊˚ he so obviously likes you, but for him to actually tell you is a whole different story. he just likes you so so so much and he's really scared of his feelings being rejected, so he forces himself to believe that he's okay with just being friends with you <3 he thinks that having you like this is better than not having you at all

𐙚₊˚ that doesn't mean he doesn't show you he likes you though! you are his go-to person for everything. like if he got a new shirt, he's asking you if you think it looks okay (and if you show any hint of disliking it, he's never wearing that shirt again because your opinion is the only one that matters)

𐙚₊˚ facetimes 24/7!!! he'll call you whenever he's bored and you guys will just carry on with your own lives while still on facetime, occasionally falling into conversation before going about your day again

𐙚₊˚ like he'll literally call you just so he can brush his teeth while watching you study! or if he's walking to the store, he'll facetime you to show you how great the weather is (and he'll convince you to meet him at the park so you can have ice cream together <3)

𐙚₊˚ woonhak will be at your side as soon as you need him, no questions asked. if he calls you and can hear in your voice that you were crying, he's rushing over to you asap!! his shoelaces won't even be tied and his jacket will be inside out because he was trying to get to you so fast </3 immediately pulls you into a hug and reassures you that you're never alone as long as he's here

𐙚₊˚ if you ever compliment him, his entire year will be made. i imagine him doing that thing where he smiles so wide, his eyes bunch up and his shoulder reach his ears and he's just a giant ray of sunshine ^___^ he won't waste any time complimenting you back either!!!

𐙚₊˚ he'd confess to you by making you a big basket of gifts n stuff, topped off with a handwritten letter </3. it'll be full of plushies, your favorite snacks, pictures you guys took together in photobooths, cute stickers that he'd think you like, random stuff in your favorite color ^___^ his handwriting will be messy and you can see that he wrote and erased many times, just trying to find the right words to say!!! it's all so personal, sweet, and thoughtful <333

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𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐦𝐞 𝐨𝐮𝐭…

streamer!scaramouche x streamer!reader; modern au

word count: 0.6k

scaramouche and you were famous streamers, and decided to hop onto the “hear me out” cake trend. *gone wrong?* *not clickbait!*

“scara! let’s do this trend!” you called out to him, showing him a video of a couple doing the hear me out cake trend.

“hell no.” he scowled, going back to his game.

“please~”

“no”

“why not! you’re not fun…” you retorted, rolling your eyes.

however, under your persistent persuasion, he reluctantly agreed to do it on stream with you, under the condition that he wouldn’t need to prepare any crazy hear me outs, which of course, you thought it was boring, but whatever!

setting up the camera on your kitchen counter, you greet your chat:

"hi chat! i'm joined with scara today. say hi!" you ushered him, which he reluctantly gave a monotone greeting.

"oh, what's the cake for? we're doing a hear me out cake!" you replied, looking over at the chat, which is going miles per hour as you usually don't do collab streams...well, scara's the exception.

"anyways, lets begin!"

the both of you prepared your sticks, with your respective hear me outs stuck on them. "ill go first! so first, i have omen from valorant, which i think is pretty self explanatory...the girlies that get me, get me" you said, showing the camera before you put it down on the cake. scaramouche gave you a side eye, before retorting with:

"the only thing hot about him is his voice"

"does that mean you admit he's hot-"

"shut up! okay me next." he cut you off with a scoff, which you just giggled at.

"um..." he fiddled around with his sticks in his hand "i have you" he said as he showed the camera, the chat filling with "lmfaos" and "no ways" as he stuck the stick into the cake

"that's just me! why am i a hear me out!" you exclaimed, which he replied with a smirk

"no one can handle you; you're a gremlin"

"but you still love me"

"...its your turn just go!" he said bashfully, looking away from the camera with a slight blush on his cheeks

"okay fine- next i have nico from rio..."

"thats a bird!"

"and?"

"you're weird..." he mumbled, giving you a faux look of disgust.

suddenly, a comment from chat caught your eye: "nico lowkey looks like scara"

"...no because yeah kind of" you mumbled, conversing with chat about how scara resembles nico. scaramouche, looking from afar, was just admiring your animated expressions, your pondering face (which he thought was absolutely adorable, but he would rather die than to admit to your face), and your soft laughs until he was snapped out of his thoughts with you urging him to go next.

"next i have...you, but when you're sleeping"

"...why is it all just me- and besides, when did you even get that photo of me! i look horrendous!"

"exactly why that's a hear me out" he mumbled under his breath.

"hey!" you huffed out, as he let out a small laugh. you looked over at the sticks he prepared, realising most of them are just you, but doing different things, you let out an exasperated sigh.

"you really are obsessed with me aren't you" you giggled.

the both of you continued populating the cake with different characters from different cartoons, game, and actors. before you knew it, you only had one more hear me out left.

"okay...don't get mad at me or anything" you warned

"who can be worse than gill. the fish." he rolled his eyes playfully, slightly amused at who on earth your last hear me out was.

biting back your laughter, you showed the camera and chat who your last hear me out was:

"the last one i have is...um...dottore"

"..." when it finally hit scaramouche who you put on the cake, his mouth was agape; he was shook.

"...that's my UNCLE?"

authors note: i think you guys know which reel i based this on but like lowkey i didnt know what i was writing throughout this whole fic LMFAO i didn't expect it to be this dialogue heavy

[miupow]

Just Like Magic! | K. TH

“𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙩 𝙝𝙖𝙨 𝙞𝙩𝙨 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙤𝙣𝙨 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙘𝙝 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙤𝙣 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬𝙨 𝙣𝙤𝙩.” -Blaise Pascal

❝You're a novice witch in love with her mentor, something frowned upon and taboo, especially when it comes to magick; but you just can't help it, Taehyun is simply too talented and handsome! you're content with admiring from afar... but when you get ahold of an ancient spellbook with a recipe for a curious potion, your curiosity takes over.❞

✦ PAIRING: warlock!kang taehyun x witch!fem!reader ✦ RATING: NSFW, MDNI! ✦ WORDS: 6.8k ✦ WARNINGS: smut, dom!taehyun, sub!reader, fantasy au, dubcon elements, aphrodisiacs, oral sex (f. and m. rec), vaginal sex, unprotected sex, dirty talk, wet dreams, f2?, power imbalance, powerplay, name calling, degradation kink, rough sex ✦ A/N: this is not proofread! inspired by an ask from @napofamoon~~ your brain is so huge and i love it so much, so happy to be mooties w you :3

taglist: @wintertxt , @boba-beom , @wolfytae-exe , @takemehye , @naomiarai , @mapofthemazeinthemirror , @bunnie-hq , @doumachi , @numxra , @soobinsbuns , @taegimood , @jeniihss , @soobabby , @hhoneylix , @beargyuuzz , @fullbodyblankets , @xenkimmie, @ttaesoob , @shinyngirl , @lxnoluvr , @blxxsss , @ode2soob, @beom-gyubears, @ashiixari, @lurking-coconut , @horanghaelovr , @yyeonzi , @paegesoobin , @nightlyhyuka, @i814hue, @f4iryfever

Taehyun had warned you that this witch was a bit of a hoarder, but nothing could have prepared you for the marvel that was her cottage; from the floor to the ceiling old and rickety bookcases flanked every possible open space, packed to the brim with every book you could have possibly thought of, accompanied by all sorts of trinkets, herbs and crystals-- your eyes scanned over the washed-out spines, fading ink hardly legible on most of them; A Hundred and One Ways To Use Fairy Dust. Potionmaking for the Hearth and Home. The Greater Area Magickal Beast Encyclopedia. Simple Charms For Everyday Life. "Hey, Taehyun, look at this!" you called over your shoulder, already anticipating your mentor's irritated sigh. "There's a book all about magical mushrooms, wouldn't that help us with this stupid assignment we're on--?"

You reach out for the battered green textbook but Taehyun's quick to slap your hand away, brow furrowed over his big brown eyes-- he was cute when he was angry, and you delighted in annoying him to his wit's end. "I said don’t touch anything; Don’t make me look like a fool when we're only here for ingredients. And we're here on the behalf of the Crown, thank you, nothing about this is stupid. You're being childish."

"He's made us travel half across the kingdom for a fancy cologne, essentially. I think it's a little silly." you retort under your breath. Taehyun turns away from you sharply with an angry huff, and you bite the inside of your cheek to keep yourself from grinning.

"It's a luck spell, not a cologne. Don't you want our Prince to succeed at his first banquet?"

"He just wants it for all of the girls that will be there," you laugh. "You and I both know this has nothing to do with his royal duties and everything to do with his flirting skills."

"And that's none of our business." Taehyun answers curtly, though the tick in his jaw shows you that you've struck a nerve-- your mentor had known the crown prince his entire life, grown up with him, and while he cared about him like a brother the Prince also never failed to irk him (and you) with the most outlandish requests. "We're just doing our jobs. Now stay here and keep your hands to yourself, understand? Don't go anywhere, don't touch anything, and I'll be back shortly. I just need to get these mushrooms from the herbalist."

“Why can’t I go with you?” You pout. “You always make me stay behind.”

“Just do as I say.” Taehyun snips, jaw clenching as he begins to walk away.

"Yes, sir." You reply, rolling your eyes at Taehyun's retreating head.

"Good girl," He replies over his shoulder, curt and clipped. An all-too-familiar heat rushes to your cheeks at his words. You used to hate it when he addressed you like that.

You hardly ever listened to what Taehyun told you anyway, so you were quick to continue browsing through the countless shelves once your mentor was out of sight-- you couldn't pass up an opportunity to surround yourselves with the things you loved most; spellbooks. After spending a childhood surrounded by those who hated the craft, your fearful family forbidding you from ever practicing the natural talents you had been born with… you couldn't get enough of reading anything you possibly could. Besides, Taehyun just adored leaving you behind like some squire, never including you in any of his duties– you had to learn for yourself one way or another.

You tip-toed your way through the winding labyrinth of bookshelves, eager fingers and eager eyes analyzing every tome, scanning any title that piqued your interest. It all seemed to be standard fare, however, things that you had read and studied before, so you left them unbothered on the shelves… except…

You had glanced right over it initially, gold title too weathered and faded to read, but its cracked leather cover kept calling to you as you continued down the shelves, making you turn around and walk back to its spot nestled in-between two much larger tomes. Dust stuck to the pad of your finger when you ran it down the book's spine, marveled at the purple cover-- most of the cottage's windows were covered up by all of the piled-on clutter inside, keeping everything veiled in comfortable shade, but cracks and beams of the bright, warm sunshine seeped through and caught the little book in the most mystifying shimmer. You'd never known leather to shine like that, like little crystals embedded into the fabric. Your curiosity gets the better of you; without much self restraint, you pull the small book down in a cloud of dust, tickling your lungs-- you resist the urge to cough the best you possibly could, lest you alert Taehyun or, Gods forbid, the owner of this cottage. You managed a strangled little wheeze instead.

You turn the book around in your hands, inspecting it's cover from all angles; there's nothing on the back, just smooth, purple-ish leather, and the writing on the spine is illegible, but the title is still bold and striking on the front. In careful, hand-written penmanship the words "Love Magick" were written, nothing else. No author's name, no description-- you should just put the book back and carry on, keep yourself out of trouble, but you just couldn’t help from cracking open the pages.

"What an interesting little spellbook you picked, that one." a withered old voice creeps from over your shoulder. "Wouldn't have been my first choice."

You yelp, fumbling, rushing to shove the book back on the shelf-- the old woman behind you laughs, bright and cheerful, and a spindly wrinkled hand comes to pat you on the shoulder.

"I'm so sorry, I didn't-- I mean, I wasn't--!"

"Oh, don't apologize now, dearie. Books were made to be read, after all." She snatches the little spellbook out of your hands, catching you off guard, and takes a hold of the small crystal bifocals that hang around her thin swan neck on a beaded chain. You gaze at her quizzically, taking in her odd appearance; several large gold rings adorn her crooked fingers, matching the gaudy bauble earrings hanging from her ears, so large they made her short, thin frame even frailer-- swathed in a shapeless, faded periwinkle dress that had leaves caught in the hem, grey hair frazzled and reaching up towards the sky, she glittered just as brightly as the spellbook did. She moves the little glasses up to perch on her hooked nose, squinting deeply at the cover of the book, and it took a few moments of perplexed investigation before her wrinkled and sun-spotted face lit up in recognition. "Ah, I remember this one! I haven't looked at these pages in quite some time."

You supposed this must be the herbalist, but you distinctly remember Taehyun describing her as much younger than the woman standing before you. "I'm sorry, madam," You apologize again, twisting your hands together nervously. "I wasn't snooping around, I promise--!"

"Don't lie, now." The old woman chuckles, tracing one long and painted red fingernail over the book's cover. "You were snooping. But that's quite alright, a little curiosity is good for the soul."

You blink owlishly.

"You know, this is one of the rarest books on these shelves," she continues, beady eyes looking upwards to regard her enormous collection. "I've been here for a very long time, and I have many, many books, but there is only one of these little books right here."

"Only one?" You ask quietly, giving the spellbook a wide-eyed stare. It twinkled back at you like it was winking. "Why is that?"

"Why, because I wrote it, of course!" She smiles, flipping quickly through the yellowed pages, regarding them like old friends-- you supposed that they were, in a way. "Many, many years ago. It's nothing fancy, darling, just some home recipes. You can take it if you'd like, I'm far too old for this kind of spellwork now. I think you'd have much more use for it anyway.”

"What, really?" Trying not to seem too eager, you take the book back when she hands it to you, run your fingertips across the title. "What do you mean? I couldn't possibly take this, ma'am--"

"I saw the way you were looking at that handsome wizard you came with, you know. You're ever so obvious." the old woman giggles, her deep set eyes twinkling with mirth. "I remember being young and in love… magick could always help with that, you know."

You squeak and flush hot, head whipping around to make sure no one else was near-- if Taehyun heard any part of this conversation, you'd never be able to look him in the eyes again. "No, it isn't like that! He's my mentor, that's all!" And that's all it will ever be, you thought sadly. Nothing more, nothing less.

"If that's what you would like to believe…" The old woman shrugs, a smile still gracing her wrinkled face. "But I insist, take it. It was calling for you, dearie… it told me itself! Now hurry along before we both get in trouble--"

"Grandma!" another unfamiliar voice calls, a pretty young witch twisting her way through the bookcases to approach you and the old woman. Taehyun followed her with a covered basket nestled in his arms; the ingredients that you had come here for, you presumed. You shove the book haphazardly into your satchel, praying neither of them had noticed anything amiss. Taehyun had irritatingly sharp eyes. "Grandma, I thought I told you to stay in the garden!"

"I was just talking to this lovely young lady here," The old woman-- the Madam's grandmother-- replied brightly, briskly hobbling over to the young witch's side. "You know old hags like me never listen."

"You're not a hag, Grandma, don't say that… I'm sorry about her, she's gotten a little wild in her old age." The Madam sighs, intertwining her arm with her grandmother's. The old woman seemed to find this entire ordeal incredibly amusing. "You're both free to leave now, thank you for your patience. I hope those mushrooms serve the Prince well."

"Thank you, Madam," Taehyun bows, always so polite. He turns and begins to walk to the cottage door, motioning with his fingers for you to follow-- you scramble after him like a lost puppy.

"I like him," You hear the old woman say as the two of you depart.

You had walked to the cottage and therefore had to walk back to your shared hut on castle grounds; you had spent the entire time getting there complaining, but now you followed Taehyun quietly and with your head down as you both trekked through the trees. "You're awfully quiet." Taehyun remarks casually, turning his head to regard you with an unreadable expression. "What are you thinking about?"

"Oh, nothing." You reply, maybe a little too quickly. Taehyun raises an eyebrow. "Just thinking is all."

It felt as though there was a hole burning through your satchel.

You waited until late that night to finally take a proper look at your new spellbook, having shoved it haphazardly under your pillow when you and Taehyun had finally returned home-- only after you had triple-checked that your mentor was sound asleep did you feel comfortable enough to pull it out and read it. Certainly you were making it a much bigger deal than it needed to be, it was just a book after all… but something about it and what lied in it's pages felt forbidden and sacred to you, something that you should keep hidden from Taehyun, his condescending smirk, and his prying eyes.

Maybe he would get the wrong idea, quite like the old woman. You had no intention of using any of these spells on him.

Holding the candle you kept by your bedside for light, you took in the spellbook's cover once again. Its deep purple color was faded and washed out, dusty and dirty and ages old, yet it was even more beautiful in the moonlight. The night sky shone through an open window near your bed, catching the cover like little stars captured and woven into the leather… You could never place it inconspicuously on Taehyun's bookshelf, amongst his boring canvas-wrapped manuals and journals. You could never place it anywhere where he could possibly find it at all; it was far too brilliant, too eye-catching. You would simply have to keep it tucked away in the safety of your bedroom.

You crack open the book, it's spine cracking from disuse. Instead of a proper book, like you had expected, your eyes met the pages of what seemed to be a journal; pages and pages of messy scribbles and notes, crammed on small pieces of twine-bound parchment, recipes and spell incantations and notes about any spellcasting ingredient you could possibly think of. There were even diary entries among the notes, meandering paragraphs about that old woman's personal life many years ago… No organization, no cohesiveness, just pretty cursive words muddled together and jumbled on top of each other in a confusing mess… It was endearing, an insight into her youth, and you adored every page.

And then you saw it. Halfway through the journal, tucked away between two uninteresting diary entries, you discovered a folded up and torn out page. With careful fingers you picked it up and peeled it open, casting the spellbook aside for now-- and to your surprise you were confronted with the recipe for a love potion.

Simple but Powerful Love Potion

Ingredients:

-2 quarts of standard potion base; fresh moonwater charged under the full moon

-a large handful of dried rose petals and a single thorn, ground in a mortar and pestal to the consistency of a fine powder.

-a small spoonful of crushed siren scales

-one large mother of pearl

-2 small sticks of Licorice root

-a few strands of unicorn mane hair

-a single droplet of pure love

Directions:

Over a burner, prepare the moonwater in a small pewter cauldron, keeping it away from sunlight. Bring the base to a boil before adding the licorice root and mother of pearl, and then lower the heat and leave the potion to simmer overnight. The next day, add the crushed rose petals and thorn, unicorn hair, and siren scales. Stir clockwise until the potion turns a bright pink, and then leave to sit for another night. Last, add the droplet of love, give one clockwise stir, and your potion is complete.

P.S. Please use sparingly, a little goes a long way! Perfect for stupid men who won't take a hint.

You stare at the paper in disbelief. Is this what the old woman meant by you making "good use" of her spellbook? Surely not! She was a woman of the craft, she knew as well as you did that any romance between apprentice and mentor was looked down upon, not to mention when it was aided by magickal intervention… The herbalist must have truly been telling the truth when she said her grandmother had started to go mad! You couldn't even fathom the consequences if you were caught doing anything of this sort-- you'd be stripped of your titles, expelled from your studies, exiled even… and Taehyun…

Taehyun would never forgive you. He'd be disgusted by you.

You shove the recipe back into the book and shut it with a dull snap, toss it away from you like it was poised to attack; you hated yourself for entertaining the thought for even a second. Taehyun wasn't just your mentor and your crush, but your friend, and you couldn't possibly do that to him! He trusted you, with his pretty dark eyes and his cocky smirk, and his big, warm, veiny hands with thick calloused fingers that rested on your lower back when you were nervous in public and needed comfort. His thick arms with muscles that bulged out of his tunic sleeves when he rolled them up, his sharp teeth that he liked to bare when he sneered. His gentle, soothing voice and his never ending generosity and politeness that were a pinnacle of him even when he was one of the most stuck up people you could think of. You couldn't ever do anything like that to him, even if you died a little bit inside every day that he never seemed to glance your way.

But… you thought, reaching back over to the discarded spellbook with a shaking hand, it wouldn't hurt to re-read the recipe, just in case.

"Taehyunnie?" You ask sweetly, peeking your head into his study. "Can I ask you something real quick?"

Gathering most of the ingredients had been relatively easy. If anything, you were caught off guard by the ease in which you put together your secret potion, hidden and bubbling away in the safety of your bedroom, a place Taehyun never dared to enter. You snuck to and from Taehyun's packed pantries whenever he was sleeping, prepared everything exactly as the recipe had stated-- you had never made a potion before, but you had a fairly good feeling that you were doing a fine job. Most of the ingredients were common potionmaking faire anyway, things you had observed Taehyun fiddling around with in the past, things you had on hand and the basic knowledge needed to prepare… except for one small detail.

Your potion sat simmering a pretty opaque pink, which meant it was ready for that little "drop of love" the recipe called for, and then it would finally be done… but you could not for the life of you understand what that could even mean. How in the world could you possibly get your hands on a droplet of materialized love? Was that even possible?

Taehyun looked up from the book he was reading with an annoyed sigh, hooded eyes searching the room before landing onto yours with a quirked brow. You never bothered him when he was studying, and you most certainly never called him 'Taehyunnie'. Not unless you were trying to weasel something out of him, at least. "Yes?" He drawled, returning back to his reading as you tiptoed closer, took a curious look over his shoulder; you caught snippets of something about astronomy and equations, the pages mostly filled with numbers and symbols you couldn't even pretend to understand. You wondered if it had anything to do with the Prince again.

"I was doing some reading…" you begin slowly, scattered mind racing to come up with a proper preface for your question. You had practiced what you were going to say at least a dozen times, you were sure of it, but every line had fled your head the moment you called Taehyun's name.

"'Reading?' That's not like you." Taehyun retorted with a snort, turning the page. He didn’t even bother to look up when you huffed in response, but you could see his grin hidden behind the hand he rested on his cheek.

"I read plenty!" you bark, taking the bait, but regain your composure when you catch a glimpse of Taehyun's smirk widening. "It’s for my studies-- I'm to be tested by the Magickal High Court soon, you know."

"I'm well aware. I’m sure you’ll do just fine." Taehyun responds tersely, picking up his quill and scribbling a note down into his journal. He must have felt your eyes glaring daggers at the back of his head, because he waved a dismissive hand at you. "But go on."

"Well… I was reading up on potions and I came across an ingredient I haven't heard about before. I was wondering if… if you knew anything about it."

Taehyun's quill stopped moving. "I see." he says, far too cryptically for your liking. "Well, what is it? It’s getting dark— it’s about time you go to bed.”

“The recipe– I mean, the spellbook I was reading mentioned something about a ‘droplet of love.’” You stumble, fidgeting nervously. “ Do you know what that is?”

Taehyun doesn’t say anything for a moment,stares down at his spellbook long enough to make you sweat, before turning to re-dip his quill in his inkpot. “Well, that could mean many things.” he says, uninterested, continuing his notes. You let out a relieved sigh you weren’t aware you were holding.

“What do you mean?” you prod gently.

Taehyun lets out an irritated sigh. “Some spellwork can be left up to interpretation, made unique and personalized for the spellcaster. Often when instructions are not clear, it's because you're supposed to figure it out yourself.”

“Figure it out myself?” You echo, a little outraged. This explanation wasn’t helping you at all.

“When practicing magick that involves complex ideas like emotions and memories, things begin to blur between the literal and the figurative.” Taehyun elaborates. The way he was hunched over his desk made his shoulders look much broader than they were, and it was getting increasingly harder to focus on what he was saying. “More advanced spellwork sometimes requires the spellcaster to work with physical manifestations of these ideas.”

“That doesn’t make any sense.” You retort combatively, crossing your arms over your chest. Taehyun’s non-answers were only serving to piss you off. “I can’t manifest love.”

“Sure you can.” Taehyun answers vaguely, shaking his head. You wished you could see the look on his face. “A ‘droplet of love" may just refer to some sort of representation, whatever that may mean to you specifically. Though "droplet" tends to refer to some kind of liquid, so you can start there.”

“Liquified love? What would that be, though?”

"Honestly, I'm not exactly sure either. But you're a smart girl, I'm sure you can figure it out." Taehyun once again raises his hand to wave you away. “Go off to bed now, you can spend all of tomorrow thinking about it if you have to; I need to finish this before I go to bed, and you’re keeping me up.”

“But–”

“Go to bed. Don’t misbehave now.” Taehyun looks up from his notes and meets your gaze– the look on his face is as unreadable and stoic as usual, plush lips stretched into a thin line, but the swirling darkness in his eyes makes your head spin; he knows something, you can feel it. A strange familiarity that panics you deeply, pisses you off; why does he love so much to keep you in the dark? Is it because he enjoys leaving you confused and ignorant? Or is it because there’s knowledge he genuinely doesn’t want you to know?

You trudge back to your room dejectedly, peel off your robes and climb into your bed like a defeated soldier– you might have just tipped off to Taehyun that you were up to something, and what did you get out of it? Absolutely nothing. Just some cryptic words.

Going to Taehyun was a bad idea; you wallowed now in your own stupidity.

Droplet of love, you repeat to yourself as you drift off to sleep. Droplet of love…

“What the fuck do you think you’re doing?” Taehyun hisses venomously, eyes narrowed and wild. You’ve never seen him this angry.

“It isn’t what it looks like, I swear!” you cry desperately, try to cover your still brewing potion with your body– Taehyun is too quick, grabs you rough by your nightgown and pulls you up against him. His face is so close to your own you can feel his hot, panting breath fan across your cheeks.

“Isn’t what it looks like?” Taehyun spits. “My stupid little assistant being a little whore, making a love potion behind my back? How stupid do you think I am?!”

You open your mouth to defend yourself, but Taehyun doesn’t let you utter a single word. “Were you gonna use it on me, huh? Gonna get me to fuck you? Needed some cock so badly that you were willing to throw everything away for it? Stupid fucking whore. You could have just asked.”

Taehyun lets go of your nightgown and you crumple at his feet on the floor, groveling and sobbing for his mercy. “Please don’t tell anyone, I’m sorry!” you beg, too distraught to catch the last part of Taehyun’s rant. “I won’t ever do it again, I won’t ever go behind you back agan, please!” Big fat tears stream heavy down your hot face, chest caving as you beg for your mentor's forgiveness... yet still your thighs squeeze together at his venomous words and his nasty tone, poor pussy throbbing for attention– Taehyun notices your quivering thighs with a sneer, eyes dark and cold.

“Such a fucking slut… you like this, huh? Me yelling at you?” with his big rough hand he tugs you up to your knees, holds your chin in place as he unbuckles his belt and undoes his trousers. “Want me to put you in your place? Trying to sneak around behind my back, bad little girl… need to remind you of who’s in charge. Let me use that pretty throat and I’ll forgive you.”

Taehyun pulls his cock out, flushed and leaking, flared tip shiny and begging for your tongue— in one violent thrust he sheaths himself in your throat all the way to the hilt. You gag and splutter, tears still streaming down your face, but even with your blurry vision you can see Taehyun’s sick smile as his cockhead kisses the back of your throat. “Good girl,” he hisses, “Take it like the whore you are.”

Using the hand he has tangled in your hair as leverage, Taehyun begins thrusting his hips in earnest, heavy balls slapping against your chin— your whines come out like garbled chokes, pathetic and dizzy on your knees while your mentor uses your throat like nothing more than a toy for his own pleasure. “so fucking good at this, aren’t you?” He sneers, “Such a good little assistant you are.”

You keen around his cock, pussy fluttering around nothing and dripping slick, your poor panties soaked through and ruined completely. You feel so empty it almost hurts, gummy walls aching for the cock fucking your throat open, but you can hardly find it in you to care— you’re distracted by the warlock’s taste, the nasty wet sounds, the way your scalp burns from his grip on your hair. Your hands, previously laying limp at your sides, reach up to claw uselessly at his thighs, which only seems to spur him on, hips slamming hard against your face as he moans deep in his chest.

“No one else fucks this throat like me, huh? Think anyone else can use you like this?” His chest is heaving, cock twitching violently in your mouth— he’s about to cum, and your cunt clenches with excitement. “Should just slut you out right in front of the entire kingdom, even the Prince— fuck! show everyone who you belong to, who your master is!”

You whimper pathetically, one of your hands leaving his thigh to play with your neglected covered clit— Taehyun growls, pulls hard at your hair, snickers darkly when you rush to place your hand back on his thigh. “Don’t you dare touch that cunt, that’s my cunt, you think you deserve it?”

Your pussy is throbbing, hot tears streaming down your cheeks as Taehyun continues fucking your face, “I said, do you think you deserve it? Answer your master.”

You shake your head no, as best you can speared on his dick, sobbing snotty and broken and so desperate for his cum. “That’s what I thought.” Taehyun laughs humorlessly. “Good little witch.”

You can’t focus on anything other than making sure to breathe and hollow your cheeks and stay perfectly still so Taehyun can have his way with you– your jaw aches, but you swirl your tongue around Taehyun‘s shaft the best you could anyway. “Fuck, gonna cum!” He whimpers after a particularly harsh suck, hips stuttering, his big hands moving to cup both of your cheeks. It would be sweet in any other situation, so gentle and loving if he wasn’t bruising your throat with the force of his thrusts. “G-gonna— pretty little throat gonna make me cum, shit! ‘m cumming–!”

You wake up with a gasp, heart pounding in your chest so violently it was painful– it takes you a few moments for you to recognize your own surroundings, realize that you’re tucked safely in your bed and not caught red handed by your mentor; you can hear the soft bubbling of your potion at the foot of your bed, undisturbed and simmering away…

And between your legs was a sticky wet mess, your thin panties soaked through, arousal dribbling down the insides of your thighs— you’re humiliated but so turned on from your dream you could hardly think, fingers trailing down to dip into your panties and run along your slit… and you marvel, intoxicated, at the way thick droplets trickle down your fingertips when you pull them back.

Droplet of love…

Taehyun had fallen asleep at his desk that night, slumped over his scrolls and spellbooks, so you felt it was only right to wake him up with a treat— a steaming hot cup of perfectly brewed tea, complete with a little wooden teaspoon and a saucer full of freshly-baked cookies. Taehyun stared it down like it was staring back at him.

“You never make me tea.” he says flatly, brown eyes flickering between the cup and your face, making no moves to take the teacup from your outstretched hand. His sleepy, raspy voice and disheveled appearance would have made you swoon if you weren’t going half-mad with anxiety.

“Well, you’ve been working so hard! You know, for the Prince and all.” you chirp cheerily, voice only trembling slighrly. “I just wanted to show my appreciation!”

“Right.” he gives you an odd, side-eyed look but does eventually take the cup, takes a good long look into the amber liquid before stirring it slowly with the spoon. You were starting to sweat. “You’ve been acting odd lately. I’m a little concerned.” he says after a few moments of painful silence, making your sweating turn into full on chills. “Is there anything you aren’t telling me, ___?”

“No!” you bleat out immediately and far too quickly, making Taehyun turn his head to regard you quizzically. You didn’t have any time to process the fact that he cared for you at all. “No, nothing at all! Everything’s totally normal!”

Taehyun blinks. You give him a smile, but you’re fairly sure it turned out more like a grimace.

“If you say so…” Taehyun concedes, placing the saucer on his desk. “If you’re certain everything’s in order, would you mind running a little errand for me?”

“Of course!” you agree quickly, a genuine smile creeping onto your face. You thank the Gods above that Taehyun actually took the tea, now all that was left was to wait… and you supposed that playing errand girl was the perfect task for the meantime.

Taehyun picks up a small, parchment-wrapped parcel from among the clutter of his desk and hands it to you. “Would you be a doll and hand this to the Prince for me? And tell him to be sparing with it, for goodness’ sake, it’s not one of his perfumes.”

You take it gently, blushing— the package was much lighter than you expected it to be, and it gives a light rattle when you turn it over in your hands. “What is it?” you ask; you can never stop yourself from being nosy. Taehyun sighs, but there’s a mirthful glimmer in his eye that makes you giggle.

“The luck spell, remember? Now go on, he needs it to take effect by the evening.”

You waltz back into the cottage as the sun was just beginning to creep behind the treetops, having made sure to take your sweet, sweet time delivering the Prince’s package– you even stayed for tea and a chat, just in case; it wasn’t really your fault that the crown royal never knew when to shut up, was it?

“Taehyun?” you call out as you step inside— everything seemed perfectly normal and nothing was out of place, and perfectly still silence met you as you continued through the front room and into your winding, rickety hallway, at the end of which was your mentor’s study. The door was left slightly ajar.

You peeked inside, tentative; back facing you, you could see Taehyun hunched over his work desk, head hung low as he gripped onto the wood with white knuckles. He was panting, shoulders heaving with the force of his breaths, his arms shaking— your heart soared with euphoria. The potion must be working, you thought with zeal.

“Taehyun?” you call again, voice barely above a whisper dripping with faux concern, trembling with excitement, and you gently push the heavy oak door farther open with an ear-ringing creek. Taehyun’s head snaps up at the noise, startling you with his expression— his eyes were wide and wild, face flaming red, and he stares at you in shock and in rapture for a deafening few moments before averting his gaze and tugging hard at the collar of his tunic. He turns back to look at the scrolls on his desk with a cough. You could still see the blush coloring the tips of his ears.

“Taehyun, are you okay?” you ask, this time not having to fake the worry. You take a few tentative steps towards the warlock— he looked almost as if he was in pain, and you anxiously wonder if maybe you should have been more faithful to ‘a little goes a long way.’

“I’m fine.” Taehyun grunts, his usually light voice gruff and strained. The sound of it hit you deep in your tummy. “Just feel a little hot, that's all.”

You take a few steps closer, slowly and cautiously, and reach out your hand to touch his shoulder. “A-are you sure?”

“Don’t come any closer.” Taehyun warns, voice flat but dark, dripping something that makes your thighs clench together.

Your fingertips just barely brushed the top of his shoulder.

As if possessed, Taehyun spins around within an instant and grabs your wrist tightly, staring you down for a long, intense moment with a primal, dangerously dark look— it frightens and excites you, leaving your head spinning.

He uses your wrist to pull you roughly to his chest, faces centimeters apart and bodies flush; within the same breath he cages you against his desk, traps you tight between his muscular arms.

You can feel his breath fan your face as he pants like a dog, lowers his head closer and closer to yours. “I’m not sure what’s wrong with me; I just need you…”

His pillowy lips crash onto yours mid-gasp, passionate and dominating— you lean into the kiss immediately, moaning high in your throat when he deepens it, tilting your head back to stake a possessive claim that leaves you dizzy and gasping for air. He moves to run his hand up your thigh and grind his hips against yours, pushing your skirt up your hips. His thick hard cock presses hard up against your dripping slit, soaking your thin cotton panties. When he pulls away, hissing, you can see a damp spot on the crotch of his pants, outlining his straining bulge obscenely.

“Tyun—“ you whimper, but he’s quick to cut you off. He lowers himself down and takes a hold of your thighs, tugs them over his shoulders and dangling in the air; he chuckles out a breath that blows icy cold against your sopping panties.

“Just need a taste of you…”

His nose bumps gently against your throbbing clit and he mouths hot and heavy against your folds through the covering fabric. You keen desperately, nearly shriek when he begins to run the flat of his tongue up your slit and towards your clit. “Lemme taste you…” Taehyun breathes against your cunt, his long finger coming to tug at the hem of your panties.

“Anything you want!” you whine, twisting your own fingers into his thick hair. Taehyun grins wickedly.

“Anything I want?” he coos, poisonously sweet. “What a good little assistant I have.”

With a rough tug he pulls your panties to your knees, leaves your legs tangled in the wet fabric and up in the air. Taehyun devours your cunt like a starved man, his thick lips sucking tight on your clit and his tongue slow and nasty around your entrance. He drinks up your arousal as if it were some type of ambrosia, only going faster and faster with his motions until you cum all over his face with a cry, until you’re tugging hard at his hair and whining for him to stop.

He pulls away from your pussy with a longing glance, his lips and chin dripping your slick, the tip of his nose shiny. “You said whatever I want,” he pants, standing up to begin unbuckling his belt. “Gotta fuck you now, gotta fuck this pretty little pussy…”

Taehyun’s cock springs out of his trousers, slaps against his belly before standing to attention, veins throbbing— he fists his shaft loosely, enough for you to catch a glimpse of pearly white pre-cum leak out the slit of his thick pink head. Your tongue ached for the taste.

“Yes, yes, please,” you beg, pulling him closer so he can grind his cock between your weeping folds, getting his shaft nice and wet with a sloppy mix of his spit and your arousal. His cockhead pushes at your hole teasingly, and Taehyun lets it slip against your rim and slides up your folds to bump your clit. You whimper and attempt to spread your legs any bit farther, restricted by your panties— Taehyun chuckles before readjusting his cock and sheathing himself entirely in your cunt in one deep stroke. His cockhead kisses your cervix, your walls stretched so suddenly and so painfully good that you cry out in surprise and ecstasy. “You’re so deep!” you gasp, your eyes rolling back into your head when Taehyun starts rolling his hips in a ruthless rhythm.

“Take it like a good girl,” he laughs, repositioning his hands to grab tight at your hips so he could thrust into you in earnest, hips slapping together loud and wet, impossibly fast. “So tight, shit! Feel so fucking good, you’re so wet— perfect cocksleeve, perfect pussy.”

He splits you in two, your gummy walls stretched past your limits, hugging tight on his throbbing cock. Your cervix gets pounded with every hard thrust, his cock so deep you could feel him in your lower belly. “I’ve wanted to fuck you so bad,” Taehyun confesses, pussy drunk. “Wanted you since I first met you— You’re mine now, pretty thing, you hear me? Perfect pussy for me, never letting you go.”

“Yes!” you wail, too fucked out to process any of what he had just said. All you could think about or focus on was how good Taehyun was fucking you, how his heavy tightening balls were slapping against your ass, how that fiery hot knot in your belly grew tighter and tighter. “I’m yours, I’m yours!”

“Fuck yeah, that’s right. All mine, baby.” Taehyun groans deeply, hips stuttering. His hand lets go of your waist to circle your clit with rough, calloused fingertips.

You’re sent barreling towards your climax, that fire in your belly all-consuming as your pussy flutters around Taehyun’s cock. “Feels so good!” you sob, gripping his thick bicep for support. “I’m gonna cum, Taehyunnie, ‘m gonna cum—!”

“Fuck, I’m gonna cum too. Beg for my cum, baby; I’m gonna cum inside you, fill you up!” Taehyun’s cock twitched and throbbed inside your cunt, his thrusts wild and desperate. “All mine…”

“Cum inside, please! I need it, I need your cum so bad!” you hiccup, big fat tears rolling down your puffy hot cheeks from overstimulation. “Want your cum in my pussy!”

Taehyun does so with a broken moan, shoving his cock as deep inside of you as he could go, up against your cervix. He paints your walls white, floods your womb with his thick hot seed. You can feel his cock twitch with every spurt— you cum yourself a second time from the sensation, pussy clenching hard around Taehyun's slowly softening cock. He grunts, winces and grits his teeth.

Your chest is heaving as you pant for air and so is Taehyun’s, both of you sweaty and spent and trying to catch your breath. He dips his head to rest his forehead against your own, something so touchingly intimate it makes your heart clench, and you’re just about to close your eyes and bask in your euphoria, you catch Taehyun’s evil sneer.

“Silly girl thought I didn’t know? how stupid do you think I am?”

[gadriezmannsgirl]

Hi! Love your work could you write a gavi × reader where reader is on vacation in Spain and gavi sees her from afar and he can't stop looking at reader like live at first sight and his friends see him watching you and tell him to make a move and he does and his friends tease him bc he finally found someone

Celebration fic for the 1K followers✨

Vacations with Love at First Sight -P.G6

Summary: At vacations the last thing you both thought was falling in love.

You were in delight when you got your vacations after studying so hard for five months and two weeks straight, Uni was kicking your calm, patience and sleep hours and now you were done, you were finally getting them back for another two weeks. And it may not be the whole time you'd like but it was what you get and you were going to take the best of it.

You and your friends wanted and decided (After a lot of begging to your parents), that you were going to spend the two vacations week in Ibiza, you have rented the house you were staying in for, you have the food, the restaurants, everything.

And now after three days of being there already, you were loving the idea of coming next summer to Ibiza, the place was so nice and quiet enough to reload your batteries and have a great time with your girls.

What you didn't know was that you had a little admirer looking at you three tables away.

Pablo Gavi, who was also in Ibiza with his friends after a hardworking season with the Barcelona and the National Team, had his eyes on you since the moment you walked through the door with a smile on your face.

"Would you stop looking like a creep?" Adbe, one of Pablo's friends said

"I'm not a creep"

"Please, you have been looking at the girl ever since she came here" Javi joined besides him as Pablo gave him a look "You're not even trying to hide anything" Pablo rolled his eyes as his friends laughed lightly "She's pretty"

"Yes, she is" Aurora nodded agreeing with her boyfriend

"C'mon, Pablito" Fermín smiled at his friend "Go talk to her"

"She's pretty but I don't like her. I can't distract myself with girls, I need to focus for the next season. Besides, she's with her friends, she won't pay attention to me or will just think I'm stupid"

"She won't" Aurora replied "You obviously like her, season is over now, you can relax yourself and have a great time Pablo. Girls won't distract you from anything"

"I won't go"

"Fine. I'll go"

"Aurora, what are you doing?"

"Making friends" And that's how the seven guys watched how Aurora walked over to your table and a few seconds later, you stood up grabbing a chair from the empty table besides you and invited her to sit, which she gladly did

"Oh fuck" Carlos said laughing "Your sister's amazing"

The guys were laughing while Pablo was shaking his head softly looking at you, wondering how easy was for his sister to engage a conversation, he couldn't believe it.

"Aurora's calling me" Javi said standing up

"You're leaving?"

"My girl calls" The guys laughed before Aurora appeared

"The girls are okay with you sitting with them, if you'd like"

"This is your chance, Pablito" Mario said smiling and standing up "It's okay to have someone, you know?"

"Yes, Pablo" Fermín nodded "Stop with those things going on your head, be free and happy"

Pablo sighed watching his friends go around your table, watched how you got two tables together for all of you and slowly let himself stand and walk towards you.

"Hello" He tight smiled and inmediately he was received with your smile and a wave "Where can I sit?"

"There's a seat next to Y/N" Javi said inmediately and it was as if he knew who you were, his eyes went to yours and you smiled moving your chair to the side leaving a seat free for him.

He instantly went to sit next to you with his nerves at the top of his head and actions

"Hello" He heard your voice and instantly fell in love with it, he smiled at you "Y/N Y/L/N" You stuck your hand out and he shook it

"Pablo Gavi" He smiled

"You're Aurora's brother, right?" He nods

"Sorry if she came out a bit too much" You shake your head

"She's lovely"

And that was the start of a conversation with Pablo. Both of you, hitting it off instantly, no one, not even your girl friends, dared to disrupt your conversation with the Sevillano.

"I'm gonna go and bring me another drink" You said standing up "Guys... You want a refill?"

A few "yes" came through the table as you picked their drinks

"I'll help you, girl" You best friend, Pamela said standing up

"Don't you worry, Pamela" Fermín said "Pablo can help her"

Looks were directed to Pablo "Yes, of course!" Pablo said standing up and helping you with the drinks.

You walked over and asked for the refill and as you waited, you and Pablo were in silence for the first time of the evening.

"Y/N" You heard your name being called and you turn to Pablo "What are you doing later?"

"Um- I don't know... Maybe later with the girls go to our room and watch some movie or go to the beach, why?"

"I was wondering if you'd like to go out?" He asked and you smile softly nodding

"Sure, where are we going? Are the guys coming as well?"

"I meant just you and me" Pablo said nodding while pointing to him and you

"Oh! Yes, of course!" Your nods and smile calmed him down "Where are we going?"

"Wherever you want to" You laugh nodding

"What time?"

"Does 5pm sound good?" You nod "Perfect. Make yourself prettier than you already are"

"You think I'm pretty?"

"I don't think you are pretty. You are pretty, I'm just lucky to see it"

"You're a charming one, Pablo" He smiled feeling the blush come to his cheeks "And a very shy one as well"

"Ay, cállate" (Oh, shut up) You laughed carefree as you were being watched by Javi, Aurora, Mario and Fermín

"Told you he was gonna do it" Mario said happily

"I'm happy for him" Fermín said

"So are we" Javi replied for him and for his sister. You came back with the drinks and instead of sitting, you remained up

"Seat's free to sit" One of your friends, Melisa joked as you laughed lightly

"I know it is but we won't sit right now"

"Why?"

"We are going on a walk" Pablo answered smiling softly "I'll bring her back before 9pm"

"You better" Your best friend, Pamela said with a smile "Take care guys"

With a smile, Javi opened his phone and went inside their group chat "Distracted already?🥴 You left your glasses"

And with that text a lot of teasing came through to the poor Sevillano, who couldn't care less about his phone at the moment, he was happy he followed his friends advice.

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[icycoldninja]

Hey it's me again, how are you?

So ....if you're free a request on how Dante/Vergil will react to their rather reserve and prude s/o saying that they meet a guy who she thinks is Dante/Vergil level attractive, as for s/o they were the epitome of handsomeness. And if even the guy tries to hit the reader under the guise of friendliness

I'm doing great, thanks, what about you? 😄 About your request, I chose to do a separate fic for each boy cause they deserve it. Vergil's will be out later--enjoy! 💜

Hot (Dante x Reader)

Warning: Light Yandere-ish behavior towards the end.

The one thing in the world that Dante aspired to obtain, more than anything else, was your admiration.

Getting it wasn't easy; you were very quiet and preferred not to make remarks on people's physical attributes. You liked to silently judge them from afar, noting everything about them and locking these observations away into the secure safebox that was your mind.

Only on incredibly rare occasions would you voice your opinions on someone's look aloud--and even then, you used your words sparingly.

So when you complimented Dante on his new haircut one day, he was absolutely flabbergasted. Finally, after all this time, he had earned your recognition.

From that point on, you were a little more open with him, and soon, chatting became more relaxed and natural. You began to disclose your true thoughts about him, which soon led to you admitting (though somewhat nervously) that you had a crush on him.

Dante was shocked, not expecting you of all people to be interested in him. He wasn't complaining though--this was great! He'd had hidden feelings for you as well; your reticent behavior was quite attractive to him, as he needed a stoic rock upon which he, the wild card goofball, could lean upon.

With confessions finally out of the way, you found it easier to inform Dante of just how highly you thought of him--something that sent his ego to the moon.

"You're hot, Dante."

"I'm hot?"

"Very hot."

"How hot?"

"The hottest."

"Well I'll be damned, you finally admitted it. I'm just kidding, thank you for your compliments. Love ya."

Though rare, compliments like that from you made Dante's day. There was nothing more meaningful to him than your praise and the knowledge that you considered him the greatest and most attractive person in the world.

Imagine the devil hunter's absolute astonishment when you came home one day and told him about this random guy you met who was supposedly as hot as him. He was unable to believe his ears--you, a normally quiet and reserved person, was now gushing about this man! Gushing! Praises were flowing from your mouth like water from the bathtub faucet, something that was not only rare, but unacceptable!

"He's really good looking," You continued, as you had been for the last hour or so, while toying with the hem of your top. Dante shifted boredom in his seat, resting his chin against his palm. It was obvious he didn't like this conversation, but you were too busy talking to notice. "I don't even have words to describe it...he's hot on your level. Yeah, that's it, he's Dante level hot."

At that moment, something within Dante snapped. It was like a light switch had been flipped on, except instead of turning on a light, it activated a quiet, hidden rage. Thankfully, you didn't notice; you were too busy rambling on about your newest obsession. "Say, babe, what's this dude's name?" Dante asked, careful to keep his tone casual. You replied without a second thought, not bothering to second guess Dante's reasons for wanting to know this.

Satisfied that he'd gotten the information he needed, Dante patiently endured the rest of your overly exuberant conversation, taking comfort in the fact that once you were tired of talking, he could go out, track this guy down, and make sure that he would never steal your attention ever again.

[lucy90712]

English love affair- Fermin Lopez

A/n: yes this is loosely based on the 5sos song I remembered it existed recently and haven't stopped listening to it 

Fermin's POV

It's always fun getting to visit a new country especially to play football but I've never known somewhere to be as rainy as England or London specifically. It's done nothing but rain since we landed but still the boys insisted we go out and explore as we have some free time they quickly regretted it when our umbrellas all turned inside out in the wind so we all decided to just go and get some lunch and watch the busy London streets from somewhere dry. The place we ended up in because it was close was actually rather nice and it was quiet too with just a few other table none of which seemed to pay any mind to us which hopefully means they don't know who we are. 

Once we were sat down one of the other groups caught my eye it was a group of girls who looked around my age. It wasn't just the girls that caught my eye it was one of them in particular I don't know what it was about her but I couldn't take my eyes off her she isn't my usual type but she is just so strikingly beautiful it's hard not to admire her. As soon as I noticed her I didn't stop staring which I know is creepy but the way she smiled and laughed with her friends was just so mesmerising. Out of all places to meet such a beautiful girl a tiny restaurant in the middle of London is not what I expected but I'm not going to complain. 

"Hey are you still with us bro" gavi elbowed me 

"Yeah yeah" I replied not looking at him 

"What have we been talking about for the last 10 minutes then?" Pedri asked 

"The game" I guessed 

"You know it's creepy just to stare at that girl right" Joao said 

"I'm not staring" I lied finally taking my eyes off her 

"You so are" Pedri said 

"Has fermin found love at first sight" Gavi teased 

"Stop it guys she'll hear you" I whisper yelled at them 

"Surely you want her to hear us there's no point just staring at her if you don't say something you'll never see her again" Joao said 

His logic was sound I can't lie. There is no point admiring her from afar if I don't say anything I'll never see her again and if she rejects me well then I don't have to face her again which would hopefully make it easier to take. That makes it sound simple but it's not that straightforward I'm not the best at talking to girls I never know what to say like do I just introduce myself do I compliment them it's all so complicated and I never seen to get it right. Of course in this situation there is the added problem of the language barrier I speak English pretty well but I don't know if I know enough to have a conversation with her and sometimes accents complicate things. It's a lot to think about but there isn't really time to think about it as she could leave at any time and I need to have something to say. 

For the rest of lunch all the boys kept trying to give me pointers on what to say some of which were serious but most were jokes. They also tried to find her Instagram for me but they were entirely unsuccessful which didn't surprise me as we don't even know her name but they tried nonetheless. While they talked among themselves I noticed that she was finally getting up to leave and as if it was meant to be her friends all left her so I had no reason not to take my chance. I was going to get up and talk to her but the boys pushed me out of my seat before I could get up and told me not to come back until I'd spoken to her. I approached her as she turned to leave her table and we locked eyes for the first time and I nearly froze but I didn't I kept walking towards her. 

"Hi I'm Fermin sorry if this is too forward but I thought you were really pretty and wanted to introduce myself" I said 

"Thank you Fermin I'm y/n" she said 

"I know this seems a lot but I'm only here for a few days so would you want to go and get coffee or something as long as you're free" I said 

"That sounds great I have the rest of today off as long as you are available" she said 

"Great you might have to guide me on where to go if you couldn't tell I'm not from here" I joked 

"I have the perfect place to go" she said 

With that we left together and I texted the boys telling them I'll pay them back for my part of the bill later. As we walked wherever she wanted to go we got to know each other a bit more she told me that she was in fact my age and that she's still in university studying psychology but she's on a break which is why she's out with friends during the day. I told her a bit more about myself but I didn't tell her exactly why I was here because I want to get to know her more before I tell her that I play football because that can really change how girls act around me. I'd love to believe that she wouldn't be like that but you never know there's girls I've met before that I thought wouldn't be so obsessed with my career but they were although I do think y/n is different. 

She took us down a few backstreets before we reached this cafe which only had two other people in it which was perfect. As soon as we entered the lady running the place came over to ask y/n how her studying had been going and she offered us our drinks on the house but y/n insisted on paying. If I didn't already like her that interaction only confirmed my thought that she was just truly a lovely person and that's something I find really attractive in a girl. We sat in a quiet corner of the cafe and sipped our drinks but mostly we just didn't stop talking. I've never had such a connection with someone before, it sounds like such a cliche but we really got on like a house on fire instantly. She's really just perfect I've never found someone I love everything about from the moment I met them but that's how I feel with y/n, every good quality you would want she has she's kind, patient and not to mention absolutely beautiful. 

After finishing our drinks and getting to know each other we both had to leave I'm supposed to  eat with the team for dinner and she had to do some studying but luckily her place is on the way to my hotel so we got to walk together. However the walk wasn't very long and before I knew it we had to say goodbye. I didn't want this to be the last time we see each other so I just kind of blurred out that I'm here to play football and invited her to the game. Naturally she had a few questions but I answered them and she agreed to come to the game tomorrow which is how I got her number so I could text her all the details she would need. 

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Your POV

With my week off from uni I expected to see some friends and just unwind a bit but instead I ended up going out with a guy and not just any guy a Barcelona player who is playing a match in the champions league today and invited me to go. To say I'm nervous would be an understatement, I've never been to a football match before let alone been invited by a player so I have no idea what to expect. All I do know is that I'm really excited to see Fermin again he's such a nice guy and incredibly attractive plus we connected really well so it would've been a shame if we only saw each other once before he had to go back to Barcelona. 

Last night I did so much googling to learn as much about football and Fermin's team as possible I don't know how much I retained but I tried my best. Something I definitely did remember was that this was an important match for the team so they will really want to win and I really hope they do because I'd love to see Fermin happy. I also realised that football was a lot more popular than I thought as Barcelona had over 120 million followers on Instagram and Fermin had over 2 million. Knowing how popular Fermin and the team were did make me anxious because I have less than 50 followers and a private account which I'm fine with because I don't like the attention but I think Fermin is worth the possible complete change in my life. 

Time went by so quickly today before I knew it I was supposed to be getting ready to leave which meant deciding what to wear. The obvious choice would be a Barcelona shirt but I don't own one so I can't do that instead I just put on some blue jeans and a red top so I was close enough to wearing the Barcelona colours. I did some simple makeup and did my hair but that was all I had time for as I had to get to the stadium and find my seat before the start of the match. 

Getting to the stadium actually wasn't too bad but I got so lost trying to find my seat as Fermin didn't get me just any ticket he got me a vip ticket which meant I had a really good seat but it was hard to find the right entrance. Once I found my seat I was offered drinks and all sorts of other things but I just wanted to sit there as I was feeling really nervous all of a sudden. Everyone else in the vip section was very clearly either important people or wives/girlfriends of the players which made me feel a little out of place. Everyone had designer clothes on their hair done all nicely and perfect makeup and there I was in clothes I've owned for years with barely anything done to my appearance. Most of them were also speaking Spanish which I have a basic understanding of but I couldn't make out a word they were saying so I just kept to myself. 

The match was very intense which I think was made worse for me because I didn't really know what was going on but it ended up in a Barcelona win which really made me happy. All of the players celebrated in front of the fans before finally leaving the pitch which was my cue to find my way down to the locker room as Fermin told me to meet him down there after the game. I saw some of the other girls from my section of seats heading a certain way so I just followed them and luckily they were going the right way and I found where I needed to be. I text Fermin to tell him I was there whenever he was ready but seconds after I sent the text he was coming out the door with the biggest smile on his face which made me smile even more. He ran straight over to me and gave me a hug clearly still high on adrenaline but it loved it. As he pulled away he gave me a kiss on the cheek which made me blush so hard I probably looked like a clown. 

"Congrats you guys were so good out there" I said 

"Thank you did you enjoy the game?" He asked 

"Yeah it was a bit confusing but the atmosphere was amazing" I answered honestly 

"That just means I'll have to see you again and explain the rules" he smirked 

"I might need more than one lesson the offside rule seems a bit confusing" I joked 

"I wish I could spend more time with you but we leave tomorrow morning" he said 

"But if it's ok with you I'd love to walk you home so we can spend more time together" he added 

"I'd really like that" I said 

He had to go back to the team for a bit but he gave me a water bottle and an apple incase I was hungry which made me laugh but I appreciated him caring so much about me. He wasn't gone that long but when he came back a few of his teammates followed him so he introduced me to them quickly as they wanted to meet me. They were all so sweet that it actually made me even more sad that they were all leaving and this little fling or whatever it is I have with Fermin will be over. We are lucky to have a bit more time together even if it is just the walk back to my place I will take all the time I can get. 

Fermin took my hand and we walked back to my place together very slowly so we could have more time together. As we walked it became darker and colder outside until it started to rain which is very typically England it always rains at the worst times. I did bring an umbrella but that lasted less than a minute in the wind so we were getting soaked but I didn't care at all I'd stand out here forever if I was with Fermin. He seemed to feel the same as neither of us walked any quicker we just accepted the fact that we were going to get wet and it was worth it. Eventually we made to right outside my apartment building and it was time for us to say our final goodbyes and I can't lie I felt tears in my eyes. It feels somewhat stupid to be so attached to someone I just met but we just had an instant connection and I don't want to let it go just yet. 

"I can't believe how much I don't want to leave you right now" Fermin said 

"I really don't want you to leave either" I said 

"I know we are both busy but promise me that we will try and keep in contact and if it doesn't work then it doesn't work but I can't let you go like this" Fermin said 

"I promise I'm not going to give up on this" I said 

"Can I kiss you?" he asked 

All I did was nod which was enough for Fermin as he leant in and pressed his lips to mine. We were both freezing from the rain but I felt so much warmer when his lips met mine which told me that our connection as new as it is is very real. I've never felt like this when kissing anyone before let alone a first kiss which I think is the universes way of telling me that I've met someone special and to not give up on this without a fight. We kissed for a bit longer before we both pulled away and just stared at each other with our foreheads connected until we couldn't just stand there anymore. Fermin gave me one last kiss and promised he'd text me tomorrow before leaving to head back to his hotel leaving me to go inside and come to terms with all of the millions of feelings I had running through me.

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2 years later 

Just last week I submitted my dissertation and finished my degree it has been a hard few years but I'm proud of myself for doing it. The big changes in my life don't end there though as not only have I put a big part of my life behind me but I'm moving to a completely new country. Fermin and I have been together for nearly 2 years now and today is the day I finally move in with him in his place in Barcelona. The road to get here has been long but it all feels worth it Nke that I'm going to get to see him in person everyday not over the phone. 

Our relationship hasn't been normal in any way in fact our first date was over FaceTime and we started dating before we even had our first kiss as he asked me to be his girlfriend over FaceTime too. There has been lots of ups and downs and there has been times we have nearly broken up as we were so stressed with other things which affected our relationship but we made it. It feels like the hard part of our relationship is over and from now on I feel like it will be plain sailing. We have always had a special connection from the second we met but that really comes alive when we get to be together in person so getting to live together and be there for each other everyday is going to be so amazing. 

As much as I love Fermin with my whole heart deciding to move to Barcelona wasn't an easy decision. My whole life has always been in England like my friends and my family and I wasn't sure if I was ready to let go of all that and completely start my new life. Fermin was so supportive as well as I made my decision he told me if I needed to move back home for a bit longer to find myself outside of education then he would support that. Ultimately I decided that it was time for me to take the leap and discover who I am with him as I want him to always be part of my life so we decided we'd move in together which it some might seem risky but we know each other so well that neither of us thought it would be a problem. 

Preparing to move has been quite stressful as I've been shipping my things to Fermin so that I only have to bring some things with me on the plane but now I'm ready to go all I feel is excitement. Sitting on the plane sending my last text to Fermin before I land and we get to be together forever felt amazing but strange at the same time the long distance chapter of our relationship is finally coming to an end. The entirety of the flight all I thought about was all the things we can finally do now that we get to spend more time together like we can go on weekend trips if he has time off or spontaneous midweek dates and even just the things regular couples do together. 

Coming through the doors into the arrivals area Fermin was waiting there for me, he spotted me in seconds and we just ran towards each other. His arms wrapped around my waist as he engulfed me in the tightest hug I've ever experienced he held me so tight that he lifted my feet off the floor which he took to his advantage and spun me round. Once he finally put me down his lips were attached to mine almost instantly and we shared what I think was the best kiss we've ever had. 

"I'm so glad you're finally here and our lives together can finally begin" he said 

"I can't wait to see what the future holds" I said  

[moonlightdarlings]

giving them a surprise hug | the bad batch

a/n: pics not mine! this was genuinely relaxing to write! i’m so sorry this is late- i had such bad writers block and i didn’t want to post anything that i'm not proud of. nonnie, i hope this meets what you wanted and of course, thank you for requesting ��🏼🥰

crosshair

the shock! the surprise! he didn't expect you, of all people, to come up and suddenly hug him. it's all very welcome though since he absolutely adores you, but you don't know that. his crush on you is just amplified when you make moves on him.

"get off me. do you have glue on your arms or something?"

“no. you’re stuck with me,” you defiantly replied, “whether you like it or not.”

“well…uh. you’re welcome to stay in my arms,” he softy mumbles.

later in the day, he ends up spilling to you that he’s liked you since you first insulted him. he’s just glad you’re as crazy about him as he is about you.

tech

he doesn’t know how to respond when you come behind him and hug him. he definitely knows that his heart beats faster with you around but he’d rather keep that to himself. he's so in love with you and he's such a softie.

“may i ask why you are hugging me?”

“i like you, tech.”

oh. OH. his brain stops functioning a little after hearing before asking, “did i hear that right?”

he smiles softly to himself as he whispers back, "i like you too, darling." you don't know yet, but he's already daydreaming about the moments you'll share together as a couple.

echo

echo thinks you're so cute when you ran in front of him to give him a massive hug. but somehow, your hugs always last a little longer each time. he knows you have a crush on him, and he knows his feelings toward you.

"you're comfy."

"oh? does that make me your new pillow then?" he teased.

"perhaps..." you muse.

his eyes soften upon realizing that you'd be his forever, quietly whispering, "i think i love you."

"did you say something, echo?"

he smiles at you in response, no words are needed for his feelings anymore.

wrecker

as someone who likes both you and physical affection, wrecker is so happy about the hug. he's not shocked either about you coming to his side and hugging him. in fact, he appreciated your hug as he had just finished a mission that involved high-stress levels and heights.

“just what i needed.”

“what?” you inquire, “a hug? or you mean- my hug?”

"well- i mean, your hugs do feel nice but i prefer your hugs."

you glance up at him, smiling softly as you admire how pretty his eyes are. he knows you're staring, and he knows that you're definitely his future. you make him feel at home, truly loved and that's a bonus in his eyes.

hunter

he’s always admired you from afar. due to his heightened senses, he wasn’t too shocked about you sneaking up behind him, wrapping your arms around his chest. he relished the moments with you, as life seemed to slow down when he was with you. 

“oh? what’s this?” 

“just a hug for my favorite person,” you giggle, “you’re warm.” 

"my waist is free real estate..uh if you'd like another hug?" he states slowly, scratching the back of his neck, not knowing what to do with his hands now that they aren't around you.

you end up confessing your crushes to each other at the same time.

a/n: hi! this is later than i would've preferred to post this, but late is better than never :) i really loved writing the dialogue for this and i was inspired by the kdramas i'm currently invested in! i hope you enjoy and thanks for reading 🫶🏼

[saikoucorps]

.CONFESSION✰

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ summary : Momo has been observing you from afar for a while.. what happens when she tells you her true feelings?

𑁤 tags : Momo Yaoyorozu x gn!Reader, Yandere!Momo, obsession, stalking, confession, one-sided feelings, implied drugging, angst if you squint, no beta we die like men.

WORDS . 688

It wasn't obvious, at least, to you. She would rant about you to the girls, she'd talk about how amazing you were to her and how impressive you are.. From afar, it seemed like she just admired you. She did—but it was more than that.

She was in love with you.

She'd offer study sessions to people as a group, but for you, she offered those sessions one on one. Just you two. She'd somehow know what was in your shopping cart because the next day, it'd be at your dorm door. If you were lucky, she'd hand it to you in person.

She wasn't secretive. Every gift had her name on it.

She was always there when you needed a shoulder, or if you needed help. She'd talk about your pet cat that you never mentioned before. You always played it off, maybe you forgot you told her.

Somehow, she knew your every location. She once texted you to grab her some tea bags at the store. You never told her you were there. You still did, though. Maybe it was obvious. To everyone but you.

It never occurred to you that she loved you, at least that way. You guys were just great friends! Well, you could admit she was pretty. You appreciated everything she did for you.. but you couldn't feel the same way.

She told people you were hers. It led to people asking you if you two were together.. in her head, you two were.

In your head, she was just a good friend.

Maybe you shouldn't have been so surprised when she asked you out, or more specifically, told you her feelings. How she really felt.

You noticed a note had slid under your door. When you opened it, you realized Momo had written it. You could tell immediately. Her handwriting was easy to recognize. It had told you to meet her in her dorm. It only took you thirty minutes.. she never gave you a time limit. The moment you knocked once the door swung open.

"Y/n! Come inside!" She opened the door wider, inviting you in.

You greeted her with a smile and a simple 'hey'. She closed the door and offered you some tea, then had sat both you down at a table.

"There's something I've been meaning to get off my chest, I hope this isn't a bad time for you."

"No, not at all! What is it?" You took a sip of the tea she gave you. Every tea she brew always tasted amazing.

You didn't expect anything in particular..to you, this was a normal hangout. One you two have frequently.

"Over these past few months, I've really enjoyed our company together.. you've always made me happy. In fact, you're amazing, Y/n. You're smart, strong, and independent. You always manage to impress me and everyone else.. you're amazing."

She took a deep breath.

"Which is why I couldn't help but gain feelings for you. I truly admire you. I found myself watching everything you do, learning everything I possibly could about you.. I couldn't help myself.. I know everything about you."

"Wait, wha—"

"I'm deeply in love with you. Unfortunately, knowing everything about you came with a cost. I know you don't feel the same.. but I just can't let that be. Don't you see Y/n? I'm perfect for you!"

The tea you had in your hand was empty. You were completely shocked.

"Momo.. I don't—"

"I know. It's sad. That won't stop me though! You never give up, even when the odds are against you.. which is why I won't either. You'll love me just as much as I love you!"

You went to reply to her, but you couldn't. Your whole body felt numb, drained, and tired. You felt yourself get dizzy as if the world was spinning around you.. your eyes became heavier.

"Soon, you'll understand this is necessary.. I love you, Y/n."

She rested a hand against your cheek as you became unconscious.. unable to stay awake anymore.

Maybe you should've saw this coming.

It should've been obvious.

[thepenguinwriter]

Cherri Bomb ☆ How you started dating

- ☆ The two of you met trough a mutual friendship with Angel

- ☆ Her energy was honestly refreshing to you, better than the usual chaos of Hell

- ☆ Neither of you fell in love quickly

- ☆ But when you did, boy was it obvious

"Seriously, Cherri, for fuck's sake, just confess already!" Angel groaned to his friend. "Confess to who?" Cherri asked, her tone distant. Her gaze was focusing on something - or rather someone else. "Satan's asscrack, Cherri, you are so obvious! Ya think I don't notice you admiring Y/N all the time from afar?"

"What? They're hot!" Cherri defended herself, gesturing toward you in the distance, unaware of their gaze. Angel just shook his head.

- ☆ In the end she couldn't take this weird feeling anymore and ultimately did decide to ask Angel for advice

- ☆ Of course he helped her set up a date for the two of you

"Y/N! OVER HERE!" Cherri exclaimed, catching up to you on the street. "You uh.. you busy tonight?"

"No, why?" You asked, tilting your head. "I just wanted to ask. I have a reservation for a restaurant, you wanna come?"

"I guess so, sure."

- ☆ You ended up going to the restaurant with her

- ☆ It didn't take long for both of you to get bored out of your minds and ditching the restaurant idea

"Cherriii, where the fuck are you taking me?" You groaned as she led you somewhere, a blindfold on you. "Will you chill out for once? Seriously Y/N, you're so horrible with surprises."

- ☆ It turns out she led you to a simple roof, on a tall building in Pentagram City

- ☆ You just stood there, people watching and talking about whatever you felt like

- ☆ Then of course Cherri's chaotic energy took over

"Hey, bitch! You wanna try this?"

- ☆ She handed you a BOMB.

- ☆ But the way she looked at you.. you just couldn't resist

- ☆ You two ended up blowing shit up for the whole night, until you were both somewhat tired

- ☆ That was when Cherri confessed

- ☆ At the door of your apartment

"Tonight was fuckin awesome, don't you think so?" She asked you with a big grin, nudging your shoulder. "Yeah, it was!" You replied excitedly.

- ☆ She looked at you for a few moments, pondering. Then, she went for it

- ☆ In a moment, you found yourself in the warm embrace which was Cherri's kiss

- ☆ She expected you to pull away, but you didn't. You leaned in.

- ☆ None of you confessed or admitted anything. But your action made your feelings clear.

- ☆ You belonged together.

A/N: I felt like I needed to do Cherri after Angel because she's just so chaotic! Hope I did her justice!

[alj4890]

First Night Out

(Tobias Carrick x F!MC) in a rewrite of Book 1's Chapter 2

Here you go @jerzwriter 😉 I took your challenge. Here's how I think the bar scene would have gone if it had been Tobias instead of Ethan.

Masterlist

Donahue's...

"Tequila?" Chris winced as she swallowed the dreaded yet needed shot.

Jackie snickered over her reaction. "Too much?"

"No." Chris slammed the empty glass down. "I've never really liked the stuff. Whiskey is the only way to unwind after work."

"Your Scottish is showing." Elijah teased.

She shrugged with an unrepentant grin and twirled the empty shot glass with her hand. "Still true though."

"I don't care what we drink." Jackie pointed out. "Just as long as it gets the job done."

"It was a rough day." Sienna shuddered after swallowing her second shot. "Rough but satisfying."

Landry waved down a waitress and asked for glasses of water for the table.

"We've only begun and you're already wussing out?" Jackie laughed.

"No!" A deep blush creeped over his face and ears. "But we do have to be back at work first thing tomorrow morning."

Jackie rolled her eyes. "So does the majority of people here and you don't see them doing anything other than enjoying themselves."

She pushed another shot towards him. "Live a little."

He hesitated then did as she said.

Chris slid out of the booth.

"Where are you going?" Jackie asked.

"To enjoy myself." Chris replied, her signature smile lighting up her face. "And to get a decent drink."

Urging the others to join her on the dancefloor, she gave in to the music and relief that she'd somehow survived her first day at Edenbrook.

Little did she know that from across the bar, she was being admired.

"Another, please." Tobias told Reggie.

Taking a sip, he allowed his attention to be solely captured by his latest rookie.

Dr. Christy Valentine had done nothing but surprise him throughout the day. She stepped up without hesitation to help a woman who'd collapsed before her shift even began. She didn't panic when it became dire, like many interns did their first few months. He was impressed with how quick her mind was able to assess and accurately diagnose the problem.

With her first assigned patient, she went above and beyond in not only making the patient heard and calm but in not giving up on finding the true cause of her illness.

Tobias liked her. He knew if he wasn't the one supposed to mentor her into greatness that he'd have liked her right off the bat. After hours spent observing her from afar, he saw she had a quick wit that he'd love to go toe to toe against.

She was also, especially in that outfit, damn sexy.

His eyes traveled down her body while she danced. He took in the mass of red hair piled into a messy bun. Tendrils of that silky hair had escaped the pins and brushed against her cheeks. Her green eyes sparkled with her simple joy in cutting loose for a change.

His attention lingered there before appreciating her chosen outfit. That green blouse of hers knotted at her breasts could make a man ache. The cut outs at the shoulders were made for one's lips to graze her pale skin.

Then those shorts. He softly groaned when he got a perfect view of the curve of her backside. He had no idea when he first met her that she looked like that underneath those scrubs.

"Holy hell." He muttered to himself. "She's going to be nothing but trouble."

As if sensing someone talking about her, Chris looked around and paused when her eyes collided with his. His breath hitched when she flashed a smile his way.

He couldn't help but smile back.

Chris was about to go talk to him, when she was pulled off the dancefloor by Bryce.

"Come on, Valentine." He teased, eyes lingering on her cleavage. "Let's see who's the best."

He handed her some darts.

"What do I get if I win?" She asked.

Bryce leaned closer, a flirty smile gracing his lips. "Whatever you want."

Chris tapped a dart against her cheek as if thinking it over. Her attention drifted once more to see Tobias watching her.

"I think a round of drinks for my friends." She decided.

Squaring up before the board, she told him to go ahead and put the order in.

Bryce laughed along with the other surgeons over her cockiness. "You're on the wrong team, Chris. You should join the surgeons with that amount of confidence."

She smiled and without even having to aim, hit three bullseyes in a row.

Everyone's jaws dropped. Sienna squealed with victory while Jackie and Elijah called out their orders.

Chris broke away from the good natured teasing and made her way to the bar.

"Dr. Carrick." She slid into a barstool next to him.

"Rookie." He teased. "Enjoying yourself?"

"Can't you tell?" She propped her head on her hand to study him in a more relaxed setting.

"Oh, I can tell." He smirked over the rim of his glass. "Not only do you dress the part, you live it."

A slow, seductive smile began to form on Chris's face. "Why Dr. Carrick? Should my attending notice what I wear?"

"I don't think there's anyone here who could ignore you or you in that outfit right now." He replied with a wink.

Chris felt her heartbeat race at the thought she had somehow caught his attention. It'd been difficult enough to ignore how handsome he was at work. His kindness in encouraging her to keep searching for Annie's true health issues had gone a long way in making her first day great.

Having a chance to work with a man whose career she admired had been a dream come true. She hadn't anticipated how much she wanted to get to know the real him, the one he was when not at the hospital.

"You look like you could use a drink." He waved Reggie down. "What'll it be?"

"Whiskey." She responded.

"Two." He added, motioning towards his own empty glass.

"Finally, someone who knows what to drink." Chris relaxed back in her stool.

"You should join me more often if you admire my drinking preferences that much." He teased.

"I just might." She took a sip and sighed deeply over the welcoming warmth fishing through her body.

"That good or was your day that bad?" He asked.

"It wasn't bad at all." She responded. "I was challenged and I was lucky enough to have a doctor willing to give me a chance."

He tapped his glass against hers. "You did good, Valentine. If you keep this up, you'll be running the hospital before you know it."

She laughed, shaking her head over that notion. "That's never been my goal. I only want to be the best diagnostician I can be."

"You're on your way." Tobias smiled softly at her. "Let's hope you don't lose that drive, for all our sakes."

"I won't." She vowed. "I've worked too hard to get here. I can't falter now."

"You'd be surprised how many doctors do." He swallowed a healthy gulp. "There will be days when you face unwinnable odds and wonder why you even try. Then you'll remember that if you don't, who else is going to step up and do it."

Chris allowed his words to soak in.

"I understand."

He chuckled. "You don't, not yet anyway, but you will."

"You're ending my night on a slightly depressing note." She teased. "Any chance you have something positive to say?"

"I already said you did good." A twinkle came to his eyes. "Fishing for more compliments?"

"Maybe." She finished off her drink. "It doesn't have to be all about work, you know."

Tobias stilled. "Ah. So, we're delving more into that territory."

"Ummhmm." She hummed.

"Chris," he leaned closer to her, "there's something you need to think about before we cross that line."

"And that is?" She prodded.

Tobias slowly smiled at her. "Look, I won't lie. I am attracted to you."

"The feeling's mutual." Chris responded.

"I have no problem seeing where this could go." He told her. "The thing is, are you going to be able to work with me if we do become involved?"

He held his hand up when she was about to answer.

"Seriously, think about it. There will be times I'll push you, Chris. Can you put whatever develops between us away until after you leave the hospital each night?"

Tobias paid for their drinks.

"Or, if you'd rather see where this attraction goes but don't want me as your attending anymore, then we can find you another doctor to work under."

Her eyes widened. "You'd be willing to do that?"

"If that's what you want." He squeezed her hand. "Think about it. Take as long as you need, then let me know."

He paused on his way out. "If you realize you don't want to chance anything, I'm fine with being just your attending."

Chris watched him leave. Her heart raced at the notion that she could have whatever she wanted with him. Though he told her to think about it, she knew there was no doubt in her mind.

I want something more.

The only thing she had to decide was whether or not she could handle working with him while doing so. The sole reason she applied to Edenbrook was to hopefully work with Tobias. She didn't want to miss out on learning from him.

"Can I separate the two?" She wondered.

She wasn't sure, but she knew she was willing to try.

[lilliemeadowsxoxo]

Obsessed

Billy hargrove x reader

Billy Hargrove had always been a bit of an outcast at Hawkins High School. He was arrogant, cocky, and often found himself in trouble with the teachers and administrators. But there was one person who caught his eye from the moment he saw her - the curvy senior who always seemed to turn heads whenever she walked down the hall. she was everything Billy wasn't - He watched her from afar, secretly admiring her beauty and wishing he could be the one to capture her heart. But every time he tried to talk to her, he would freeze up or say something stupid, and she would brush him off like he was nothing.One day, as Billy was walking through the hallway, he saw her laughing and talking with a group of her friends. Suddenly, a boy from another class walked up to them and started flirting with her. Billy couldn't believe his eyes - someone else was touching her, talking to her, and making her laugh. His jealousy boiled over, and he felt a sharp pain in his head.That night, Billy couldn't sleep. All he could think about was her,and the boy who had dared to touch her. He got up from his bed, grabbed a pen and paper, and started writing down his thoughts and feelings. As he wrote, his emotions became more intense, and he realized that he wasn't just jealous - he was obsessed with her.Over the next few weeks, Billy's obsession grew stronger. He started stalking her, following her around school and watching her from afar. He would sit in his car outside her house, waiting for her to come home from dates or parties. He even went as far as breaking into her locker to steal a strand of her hair.But one day, something snapped inside Billy. He couldn't take it anymore - he needed to be with her, to make her his. So, he decided to take matters into his own hands. He spent hours planning the perfect way to get rid of the boy who was standing in his way.On the night of the school dance, Billy waited until he saw her and the boy together Billy waited until he saw her and the boy together before making his move. He crept up behind them, grabbing the boy by the neck and dragging him into a dark corner of the gym. The boy struggled, trying to break free from Billy's grip, but it was no use. "What do you think you're doing?" She asked, her voice shaking with fear and anger. "I'm doing what needs to be done," Billy replied, his voice cold and calculated. "You see, baby, I've been watching you for a long time. I've seen the way you look at him, the way you laugh with him. But you don't belong with him. You belong with me.she tried to speak, but no words would come out. She couldn't believe what was happening - Billy, the boy who had always been so arrogant and distant, was confessing his love for her while holding another boy hostage."I know you feel trapped, baby," Billy continued. "You think you have to settle for someone like him because he's all you've got. But I'm here to tell you that you don't. You deserve someone who will love you unconditionally, someone who will protect you from harm. And that someone is me." As Billy spoke, he could feel his heart racing with anticipation. He could see the fear in her eyes, but he also saw something else - a spark of curiosity, maybe even attraction."I... I don't know what to say," she stammered."Say you'll be mine," Billy replied, his voice low and threatening. "Say it, and I'll let him go." She looked at Billy, then at the boy, who was still struggling in his grip. She knew that if she didn't say anything, things could get worse. So, with a trembling voice, she whispered, "Okay."Billy smiled, a chilling grin that sent shivers down her spine. He let go of the boy, who fell to the ground, gasping for air. Then, he took her hand and led her away from the crowd, towards his Camaro, freshly painted and fixed from previous damage,smilimg as the tiniest hint of black rested in his clear blue eyes.

[arrieebooks]

Favorite

Precious Weapon Drabble after chapter 8

Pairing : Sierra Six x F!OC (Elle) x Lloyd Hansen.

Summary : Her and Six's favorite things to do after every mission. Quickly, it becomes Lloyd's favorite thing to do too. 

Warnings : Fluff. Teasing. Wholesome Six. Implied smut. Comfort. Tiny angst. 

Word count : 4.5k. 

Author's note : Just about a week after chapter eight. 

***

After every single mission, it's almost the same routine now with all of them.

They all get cleaned up, do a quick debrief, then have something to eat. But, sometimes, Lloyd steals her away and keeps her with him until the morning. When he doesn't, Six has his time with her. 

Though, he doesn't drag her to his room, unless it's already getting late. They usually take their time to relax and spend the rest of their day together, unbothered. Since they never get a break from the missions and the ops. Not even during the weekends.

Six never complains, even when sometimes he gets limited time with her or has to take turns with Lloyd. He's just grateful to be there and truthfully, he's happy that they're finally getting along and being closer than ever. Plus, they all needed this unwritten schedule to still give some space to her.

"Honestly, that movie was horrible." Elle honestly remarks in their home theater, after they've just finished the newest film. It's just her and Six, cuddled up on one huge leather chair together. She's been sitting on his lap comfortably, ignoring the other five seats around them. 

Court lifts his eyebrows in surprise. "Really? I kinda liked it." he softly protests. 

Her face softens and she slowly smiles. "I don't think I've ever heard you say that. You don't normally like anything. It's very hard to get you to like something." she points out. 

He frowns, smoothly brushing her hair away from her face. "That's not true. I like you. A lot. More than that, actually." he truthfully confesses, admiring her facial features closely. 

Her smile widens as her cheeks blushes. It was very rare for him to say anything remotely romantic or affectionate. He's sweet, but also simple and direct. He hates to feed her bullshit, cheesy words so he never does. And confessions aren't usually his thing. When he likes something, he never actually says it out loud.

She still continues to smile and he stares at her with a certain affection and intensity. Her nose scrunches. "Why are you looking at me like that?" she asks with a giggle. 

Six's lips tug into an easy smile as he shrugs. "You just… your smile. It's cute." he quietly admits, touching her cheek.

Elle giggles again, revealing her dimples as she grins. "Yeah, well, I'm happy." she softly replies.

He gives her a proud look, nodding his head. "Good. That's good." 

Her face lights up, suddenly coming up with an idea. "Hey, let's go for a night swim upstairs." she suggests. And like always, he immediately agrees with her. There's nothing in the world that he wouldn't give her just to see her smile again. 

***

Six is an extremely slow swimmer when it comes to swimming with her. He just wants to enjoy the water and relax. 

But as for her, she likes to do a fast lap around their pool, over and over again. She needs to get tired before bed so she can sleep well tonight. Drain her energy in a useful exercise. This is probably the only workout she'd ever willingly do. 

Court stands in the water, searching for her. She's on the other side of the pool, doing another swimming style. "How do you still have so much energy even after that mission?" he plainly asks her from afar. 

She lets out a hearty laugh which echoes through the huge indoor space as she moves to a floating position. "You know I have unlimited stamina, right? I mean how do you think I could put up with Lloyd every day and every night? It requires extra energy." she casually says. 

He frowns, suddenly remembering his absence. "Speaking of, where is he? I haven’t seen him all night." Six asks her, attempting to walk in the water to approach her. 

She shrugs casually, swimming closer to him. "I think he was getting groceries in a different supermarket. I know one that's a little bit further from here." she simply answers, still enjoying the cold water against her skin.

He simply nods as they're both almost close to each other. "He seems different, don't you think? Like something's bothering him. He's been a little distant this week." Six softly points out.

She tries to ignore his observation, knowing deep down what's actually been bothering him. It's been a week since they've both known the truth about her incident in the hospital, behind each other's back. She has been waiting for him to tell her instead, but he hasn't. She's still going to give him a chance, at least until a few more weeks. If he won't, then she's going to do that big secret mission that Denny will assign her to. 

"I don't know. He seemed normal to me." She calmly lies to him and hopes he won't notice at all.

Court finally reaches her, immediately holding her waist underwater as their lips are inches apart. "Okay. It's just a little weird that he has to drive all the way to a different shop just to get groceries. I feel like he's distancing himself because of us."

"I like spending time with you more, anyway." she bluntly admits. 

He frowns, knitting his eyebrows in confusion. "What happened with you two?" he carefully asks.

She quickly shakes her head, not wanting to raise any suspicion. "Nothing. It's just that he's always so needy and clingy. Which is good, for some moments but most of the time, I just want to chill and enjoy our time together. You know, like you and me. We don't have to do a lot of things when we're together and we'll never be bored or unhappy or unsatisfied." Elle honestly tells him the truth. Most of the truth, that is.

Six slowly cups her cheeks and her brown, wide eyes stare up at him. "Our relationships are always going to be different, Elle. You knew that from the start and you liked the balance." he reminds her, gently. 

She gulps, nodding her head. "I know. I just meant that I could just relax when I'm with you. And I like that."

"Well, we still have the whole night. We could do whatever you want." he sweetly offers with a small smile creeping up on his lips.

Her smile stretches wider as her hands wrap around his neck. "Well, what about doing nothing?"

Court breaks into a soft laugh. "Yeah, doing nothing sounds great." he approves.

"Good." she says, tipping her face up to press a quick kiss on his lips as he smiles against her lips. He does that all the time. It's his favorite thing to do because he knows what it does to her. 

He leans forward, deepening the kiss passionately and she opens his mouth for her. His hands pull her in closer while her legs casually wrap around his waist underwater. "What happened to doing nothing?" she asks in between kisses, almost being out of breath.

His hands hold the back of her head as he kisses her possessively, trying to devour every inch of her lips slowly. He's practically almost stealing her breath away from her lungs and she's loving it. "Yeah, fuck that." Six suddenly curses, a small smirk growing on his lips and she could feel it. He usually never curses, except for some heated moments with her when he can't control himself. 

She giggles, pulling away slightly and he quickly catches her lips with his. He nibbles on her bottom lips, not wanting to actually hurt or bleed her. Her hands are already under the water, trying to take his swim trunks off.  "Not here." he whispers into her mouth as she groans softly.

"Why not? We got the place to ourselves. Literally." she argues, making a point since this is an indoor pool for them only. 

Court shakes his head. "Lloyd could walk in." he protests. 

She smirks against his lips, her other hand cups his jaw. "So? Even better. He could watch." Elle teases.

Speaking of the actual devil, the elevator opens from the far side of the room and they don't even stop what they're doing. She knows that it's Lloyd. She had recognized his heartbeat and his footsteps when approaching someone. As much as she'd hate to admit, she knows him inside and out, all too well. And they're almost alike. 

Six breaks the kiss first before turning his head to him. "Hey, how was the grocery trip?" he asks him, slightly flustered from the situation. He's never been caught in the act before with him because they're always doing it in the bedroom only. Yet, he doesn't feel embarrassed at all. He's feeling something else. 

She turns around and smiles up at him. "Hey! Join us in the water." she invites him.

He doesn't answer either of them, instead he frowns while he walks closer to them with heavy footsteps. "No. Elle, get out. I need to talk to you." he demands sternly as she rolls her eyes. He's back to his asshole mood again.

Lloyd sits by the pool bench while she lifts herself up the water, effortlessly and stands up easily. He gets up, gently grabbing her by the arm as he drags her to the corner, right beside the shower room. "What the fuck do you think you're doing?" he asks her, annoyed.

She shrugs his hand off and crosses her arms against her wet swimsuit. "We were just having a little night swim." she calmly replies.

He scowls, squinting his eyes at her. "What? It's almost ten fucking pm, Elle. We have another mission tomorrow morning. You can't just decide to have a little fun at night whenever you feel like it, especially dragging Six into this." Lloyd lectures her and she sighs tiredly.

She looks at him with disbelief. "Well, I'm sorry that Six and I aren't the type to just stay in our room and fuck all night. We actually do real activities, something that you couldn't possibly understand." she harshly retorts. 

He frowns deeper, trying to figure out what she's implying here. "What does that have to do with this? You need to learn how to separate the mission with our relationships. And you're acting like I'm the one who always wants to fuck. If you never wanted to, you could've always pushed me away. You're way stronger than me, Elle." he points out, his last words are softer. Because if she did, he'd accept it anyway and gave her some space. 

She shakes her head. "Well, I didn't want to. I do… want you still, Lloyd. But I just want us to sit back and relax sometimes. I know that's hard for you so I never asked. I never wanted to push you to do something you hated." she finally confesses to him, hesitantly. 

His eyes look into hers with a certain regret. "I don't hate that. You're very wrong, actually. Well, not entirely, but… I'm still new to all these things. I never even moved in with anyone or even let them sleep on my bed. I am getting used to it though. With you." Lloyd softly admits, even though he hates every second of expressing a single feeling. 

She deserves the truth. Just not all of the truth. He still wants to protect her and her feelings. And sometimes, he feels like she isn't ready for it yet. It does have to do with the fact that she's still new to this whole world of murder and corruption. Maybe, deep down, he's scared that once she's exposed to all that, she'd be different or distant. The agency changes everyone who sinks deep enough into it. It happened with Six and him. After about a year working, they were so distinct and barely could even recognize themselves. 

Her face softens and slightly raises her eyebrows as she steps closer to him. "Fine, but you still shouldn't have stormed in here and interrupted a very heated moment." she softly whispers at his face. 

Lloyd frowns, cocking his head to the side. "No, there's no way that Six would do it in a pool." he argues as a smirk slowly grows on his lips. He knows the man too well but is also aware of the effect she has on him. They both would do anything for her, even though they don't like what they'd be doing. Just to keep her smile linger for a little while and to hear her bubbly, full of life laughter.  

She huffs, rolling her eyes playfully. "Well, I was about to convince him to and then you walked in. So, now I'm officially frustrated thanks to you because we'd be going to bed right after this." she complains to him. 

His smirk turns into an eager smile. "You know I could always help you with that." he offers seriously, his eyes wandering down at her perfect figure in that favorite black swimsuit of hers.  

She scrunches her nose, shaking her head. "No, it's fine. We do have that mission tomorrow morning."

He lifts his eyebrows, scoffing gently. "Oh, I get it. You're turning the tables on me." Lloyd figures it out, smirking to himself, thinking that he's got the upper hand now. 

Elle lets out a soft laugh while she leans against his body, wetting his dry clothes purposefully. He stares down at her as his hands rest on her hips. "Hey, Six, let's go to bed. I'm getting sleepy!" she casually shouts and he immediately listens to her, getting out of the pool.

Lloyd rolls his eyes. "You're not getting away with this, you know that, right? After that mission tomorrow, we'll have the whole evening." he teases her. 

Her lips form into a smirk. "Well, then, I guess it's a good thing that I have unlimited stamina, yeah?" she says and he nods. 

"It's only one of my million favorite things from you." he quickly replies before jutting his chin to gesture at the man behind her. Six is still wet and shirtless, trying to dry himself with a white towel as he stands close to her.

He glances at him, attempting not to look down at his perfectly toned, wet body. "How was the night swim? Good?" Lloyd asks him, in a teasing tone. 

Six nods his head, rubbing the towel on his neck. "Are you guys okay now? I heard you arguing just a second ago." he calmly points out. 

She turns around to him and smiles innocently. "Yeah, you know how we are. Either we're fighting too hard or fucking too hard." Elle boldly states in a casual tone. 

Lloyd is immediately offended, frowning at her words. "Hey, no, we actually agreed to spend more time together instead of fucking too much." A pause. "Actually, do you personally think that we fuck too much?" He asks for his opinion.

Court looks at him, genuinely confused. He shrugs, "Not really. It's not like you guys fuck all day. I think what you're doing now is normal. Not too much and not too little either." he gives his honest opinion.

He clicks his tongue, agreeing with him. "But, you know, if we didn't have all these missions everyday, we would've fucked all day." Lloyd calmly comments. 

Elle immediately grimaces, slapping his arm. "Lloyd! You're fucking disgusting!" she exclaims.

He smirks down at her and chuckles. "Yeah, but you fucking like it." he teases and she just stays silent. They both know he's right. 

Six quietly smiles, shaking his head. "We need to go to bed. Preferably separately. Or else you guys won't be able to keep your hands off of each other for a second." he makes a point. 

Lloyd nods. "Fine. But I'm carrying her." he quickly declares and the men both exchange knowing looks. 

She immediately turns around to him and shakes her head. "No, absolutely not, Lloyd—'' Her voice gets cut off by him grabbing her hips and lifting her entire body over his shoulder. 

She giggles uncontrollably while Lloyd continues to carry her towards the exit. Six follows them from behind, laughing softly at the sight of them. They look happy. Actually happy. 

Lloyd almost smiles, absolutely enjoying this moment and holding her delicately at the same time. 

She's the only source of both of their happiness and vice versa. 

***

Once everyone's all back in the penthouse, they part their ways to each of their bedrooms.

Except for Six and Elle, who decided to have a little night bubble bath in his bathroom. Technically, he offered first. Plainly and innocently. 

After soaking themselves in the warm water while laying down across from each other, she sighs relaxedly. Biting her bottom lips, she tilts her head to the side and smirks at him.

"Guess you broke your own rule, huh? Keeping our hands to ourselves?" Elle teases him, her feet slowly reaching up onto his thigh under the water.

His lips curve into a small smile, shrugging as he stares into her eyes intensely. He rests his hands on each side of the tub. "Never said it was a rule, Elle. Lloyd could join us anytime if he wants. But he did look like he wanted to go to bed right away." Six casually tells her, squinting his eyes as if to remember. 

She breaks into a soft laugh. "Could've told me if you just wanted me all for yourself tonight." she teases him again. 

Court smiles, looking down at her entire bare body in front of him. "I already do." he softly admits.

Elle blushes, attempting to keep their eye contact while she bites her lips again. "You do." she agrees.

He continues to look deeply into her eyes as if he doesn't know what kind of effect he has on her right now. "Are you and Lloyd okay, though?" Six asks her, concernedly.

She nods. "Yes. We are. Maybe we should stop taking turns. You both hate it and I could sense it." she confesses honestly, scrunching her nose and frowning a little. 

Court shakes his head. "We didn't want to crowd up your space, Elle. But if that's what you want—" 

She immediately cuts him off, leaning forward and crawling up onto his lap. "It is. I do want that. You don't have to worry about crossing any boundaries. We're literally past all of that anyway." Elle makes a true point, casually. She's referring to the fact that they're all three who have crossed every boundary possible and nothing weird's ever changed between them.

He softly smiles at her, staring down into her eyes. His hand gently grabbed her waist to pull her closer. "You're right. Always are." Six murmurs contentedly. She tips her head up and connects her lips against his, easily. It's a soft, comforting kiss. Like how they always are. 

From afar, she could hear the door open and the sound of Lloyd's familiar heartbeat. "Six! I got an idea—" he casually walks into the bedroom and cuts himself off as he spots the opened bathroom beside him. With Six and Elle both naked and covered in bubbles inside his bathtub, all over each other. 

They both break the kiss almost immediately. "Lloyd, fucking learn how to knock!" Elle shouts at him, not even bothering to look at him yet. Six just quietly smiles, shaking his head at his inability to knock first. 

He frowns, then proceeds to step forward and stops to lean against the frame of the bathroom door. Lloyd crosses his arms and smirks at them. "It's nothing I haven't seen before. Quite literally." he teases both of them. Court knew he didn't mean to walk in on them but somehow, he's sensing an agenda. There's always an agenda with him. 

She rolls her eyes, staring up at his eyes in anger and frustration. He stopped smirking. He realized how quickly her expressions changed when she looked back at him. But when she was facing Six, she had those heart eyes and she smiled with her entire face for him. She was always so softer when it came to him. Sometimes, Lloyd feels like if she was ever forced to choose, she'd choose Six in a heartbeat. He's aware that he is objectively the better man, but deep down he wishes that she'd still pick him anyway.

His smirk turns into a seemingly kind smile for her. "Oh, come on, Elle. I'm sorry, okay? I didn't know that you'd be in Six's bathtub, naked and about to do—whatever you were about to do. And for the record, none of us ever knock." Lloyd states, making an actual point since again, there are no boundaries between them. 

She sighs exasperatedly, nodding. "Okay, fine. What are you even here for?" Elle eventually asks him. 

He smiles sincerely and nods. "Right, so I was thinking about our last conversation earlier at the pool. We need to spend more time together that's less about, you know, fucking. How about we all read a good book together before bed? Tonight. Right now." Lloyd announces in a hurried tone. He knows that their bedtime is soon and he's very strict with it, especially when there's always a mission the next morning. 

Six smiles amusingly at him, cocking his head to the side. "Not bad. We can try it." he softly agrees. 

She slightly frowns, but eventually gets out of the bathtub casually and stands up in front of Lloyd, bare naked with a smirk on her lips. "Great. I have the perfect book for us." she declares. 

He has to force himself to only look at her eyes while grabbing a clean towel from behind him, on the rack. He tosses it at her and she quickly catches it. She doesn't wrap her body around it. Instead, she wipes the bubbles off and rubs her entire body with the towel, right in front of him. 

He clears his throat, looking away from her. "You could always do this in your own room." 

"Yeah, but you said you wanted to read right now. I'm speeding up the process here for you, Lloyd." she plainly says, bending down to rub her lower parts. "Also you did say that it isn't anything you haven't seen before so." 

He rolls his eyes. "You know exactly what you're doing." Lloyd retorts, looking down at her for a second. His calloused hand rubs his stache while exhaling a breath. He really hates it when she's teasing him and he can't do anything about it. He's too hard on himself sometimes and them, but he needs to be focused and disciplined on the mission tomorrow.

Court laughs softly at both of them. "I'll grab that book she's talking about." he declares as the other man throws a towel at him and he catches it immediately. 

Lloyd nods to both of them, turning around to walk away and exit the bathroom. He just realized something. Six knew exactly what book she was talking about even though she hadn't said anything. He knows her too well. More than anyone. 

*** 

Elle had picked the most twisted book she ever bought for Lloyd.

Well, technically, Six already took a decent book but she insisted that she didn't want that one and proceeded to take another one by herself. She could be very picky sometimes. The men are well aware of that. 

Once they were both dressed in their pajamas, they laid down and relaxed cozily in her bedroom. With Lloyd too, of course. She's sitting up against the headboard, right in the middle of them. Six and her are reading their book they hadn't finished yet while the other man is forced to read her chosen book. 

She looks over at him and the book he's reading for a moment. Frowning, she reaches over to his book and flips the pages until it's from the beginning again. 

"You need to start at page 1. You can't just skip a few pages." Elle bitterly tells him.

He exhales, throwing his head back as he catches her eyes. "Why are we even reading separate books?" 

She huffs, rolling her eyes. "Then, just say it. This isn't working with us. You don't like reading as much as we do. You can't force a hobby, Hansen." 

"I want this to work." he says seriously before frowning at her. "Why don't you? Why are you insisting on not making this work, Elle?" Lloyd presses her for answers, suddenly skeptical of her weird behavior. She's not usually this pessimistic. She's normally very ambitious and optimistic about almost everything in their life. 

She simply shrugs and Six looks up to both of them, arguing again. "I don't know, honestly. I feel like we shouldn't try too hard and just let things flow. We're already good together and there's nothing to repair. I just want you to stop forcing me and Six's favorite things to do on you. We all have our own special things together. We don't need mundane activities to keep our relationship stronger. It already is, on its own." Elle states in a soft, tired tone.

Lloyd slowly puts his book down and smiles up at her. "Why do you always have to be so fucking right all the time?" he finally admits, lifting his head up as his hand wraps around her torso.

Her face relaxes and giggles. "We really need to go to bed, you know. All this arguing has made us almost forget about the mission tomorrow morning." she reminds them both.

Six lets out a gentle chuckle, staring at both of them, admiring silently. "I'll go turn off the lights." he quietly offers, sliding off her bed.

But before he even steps his feet on the floor, the lights immediately switch off and her bedside lamps are automatically turned on. She did that with her mind, almost subconsciously. It has become her habit now. 

She looks down at Lloyd sleepily and he quickly pulls her into a kiss. He bits on her lips, savoring every inch of it as she smiles against his lips. "Sleep. Now." she mumbles to his mouth, still not wanting to let go either. 

Finally, Court gently grabs her arm from behind while he places a soft kiss on her temple. Lloyd and her break their kiss, both laughing softly at each other. She pulls her blanket to spread wider before landing her head on the pillow. 

"Good night." Elle whispers to them, already closing her eyes and shutting off to sleep.

"Sleep well, sweetheart." Lloyd replies, snuggling closer to her breast as he shuts his eyes. 

Six smiles again at the both of them, relieved and satisfied that they're both great again, as they've always been. He wishes that it would stay like this forever. He never wants this to end.

[throwaway-yandere]

To my dear penpal

Happy Irodori Festival! Apologies if this letter reaches you after it (which in case, Good day!), the post office where i’m sending this from has some issues with delivering letters.

So, how are you? Anything else on your mind? You have a significant other? Someone else? Well, seeing as this letter isnt…instant, i’ll tell you about mine.

Within this April, I am going to get…faux-engaged, i suppose. Quite a huge prank by my friends there, and I agreed because why the hell not, it won’t hurt anybody, right? They even got the dresses and venues and everything.

The guy i’m gonna get “engaged” to is an…interesting person. We don’t know where he came from, but somehow he got along with a friend and boom, he’s in our group. It’s more like he’s hostaged, but I digress. Anyway, that’s a long enough letter.

Do reply quickly, will you? It’s a long time before I recieve your reply.

Sincerely,

Luthien

cw: implied character deaths, manipulative behavior

From this yandere genshin secret pen pal event

✥ YOU GOT A LETTER FROM YOUR SECRET PEN PAL!!!

"Calx" tucked the letter inside an envelope and sealed it shut. 

At first, he had trouble making the letter secure, but fortunately, the blonde's assistant left a substance that increased the flexibility of any liquid molecules to make them behave similarly to glue upon contact. For once after a year or so, he praised Timaeus's genius. It saved him enough trouble from confrontations.

He needed to lay low for now. He had to stay in Dragonspine for a few days or else.

"Albedo! Albedo!" 

"Calx" froze.

"Albedo, Klee got the new pink crayons from Master Jean! I can start drawing hearts now!!!" The little elf cheered, waving it near his coat like a show-and-tell. "Please, pleeaase let me draw? Klee wants to be Lootheen's friend too, hee-hee!"

"Calx" sighed, annoyed, but there were no non-verbal cues to indicate those emotions.

He ruffled her hair robotically.

"Child, I've already sealed it. All that's left is to deliver the letter."

...

"Y-You're not Albedo..." Klee spoke, her voice bordering on a whimper. 

"W-Where's Albedo? Where's my brother?"

"What are you talking about, Klee?" "Calx" replied nonchalantly. "Your brother is right here. Shall I extract my own 'DNA' samples to prove it?"

"YOU'RE NOT MY BROTHER!!" 

Klee yelled immediately, drawing out strikes against "Calx"'s legs, but he barely moved.

"THE REAL ALBEDO WOULDN'T CALL KLEE "CHILD"- HE WOULD CALL KLEE: "KLEE"!!! GIVE ME BACK MY BROTHER!!!"

"Albedo" sighed.

With admirable swiftness, he snatched both of Klee's small yet deadly wrists and knelt to her height. His expression remained stoic, similar to how a patient daycare teacher would deal with a child's tantrums on a difficult day. 

But such an act of kindness did not reach the cold glint in his eyes.

"Klee's a big girl now, you have the freedom to follow him. You're willing to find out where your brother is, right?"

Klee nodded, face contorted in childish yet reasonable anger.

Dorian gave her a small and merciful smile.

"Then why don't you come with me? There's a statue of the seven near a cliff here. Let's ask Lord Barbatos for his guidance."

If he could laugh, he would.

As if he ever needed an Archon's guidance for anything. He knows where this child's "brother" is,

and he knows exactly where you are too, "Luthien." The faulty post office essentially confirms it.

"Where is he? Where's Albedo?"

Dorian watched as Klee survey Dragonspine's terrain near Barbatos' statue. She inched closer to the edge, squinting her eyes as though she'd find him.

"Why don't you lean in closer? Let me help you."

"Okay..."

The chalk raised his hands and gave her one gentle and friendly push.

...

No matter how much a body weighs, it sounds so much softer when landing on thick snow from afar. Then again, maybe it's just the Anemo Archon's blessing that he did not hear her screams. After all:

Let the wind lead.

[wilsons-three-legged-siamese]

TUMBLR SPOKE SO HERE IT GOES:

my short, short drabbles of where I spun a wheel for a ship, took a lyric from the song I was listening to and based it off of that.. 😙✌

Don't let this flop. This was HELL to edit and took like two hours. JUST EDITING.

Warnings: transgender pregnancy (only two) & suicide

Also no Cameron, because I forgot he existed when making this-

I bet you think I'm boring.

Microwave - Ricky Jamaraz

Todd x Meeks

"... Then you plug it in and Tah-Dahh!! " Meeks exclaimed, proudly showing off his new invention.

"Wow, that's incredible, " Todd replied, looking into Meeks' eyes.

Meeks paused, "you probably think I'm boring. "

He looked down, all of a sudden, meek. Todd's face plummeted.

"Hey! Of course I don't think you're boring, Meeks, you're extraordinary, you're so smart, " Todd reassured, moving closer to Meeks and hugging his shoulders.

"You think so? "

"Of course I do. " Todd kissed Meeks lightly on the nose.

Delta Echo Alpha Delta. Suicide!

Lifetime Achievement Award - Lemon Demon

Todd x Charlie

It hurt. Of course it hurt, his best friend had killed himself without warning. But it hurt more than ever. More than anything had ever hurt. Thankfully he hasn't got to go through this alone. He had Todd. Though, he was being expelled for punching Cameron. He shouldn't have done that. Really shouldn't.

Now he was sat. Todd sitting on his lap sideways and his face dug in his chest - sobbing. He shushed Todd gently, drawing circles on his back and kissing his dirty blonde hair.

He can't just leave Todd.

Sorry I didn't kiss you, But it's obvious I wanted to.

Bubblegum - Clairo

Knox x Neil

"Knox? " Neil asked, trying to snap Knox out of his long lasting trance.

"Wha- huh? Oh. Hi Neil, " Knox stammered, immediately blushing a little.

"You okay, Knoxious? " Neil leaned in a bit closer, placing his hands on the others knees.

Knox felt the heat build up on his face and neck, "yeah, sorry, some assignment. "

"I can help? " Neil offered.

"That would be great, thanks Neil, " Knox chuckled.

Then, Neil leaned in a bit closer, Knox followed with the same movement, then pulled back, "I'm sorry. "

He got up and walked out the common room, hiding his red face, "I fucked that up. "

Looking at the stars (admiring from afar).

We fell in Love in October - girl in red

Charlie x Meeks

He kept glancing at him. Okay, yes he was helping him with Latin but the way his mouth perfected each Latin phrase and word was immaculate. The freckles on his face uncountable. His glasses as thick as cream. His lips as plump as a marshmallow. He was a perfect human being. He admired him like a star, his freckles like stars almost. God, how he wished he could have him.

Love is an open door.

Love is an Open Door - Frozen

Neil x Charlie

"Hey Charlie? " Neil called, "can you help me unpack a little? "

"Of course, whatcha need? "

"Neil! This trig is making me about to vomit! " Charlie yelled across the hall.

"Fine."

"Char! I think I'm about to have a panic attack, " Neil blurted put, looking hurriedly to the open door across the hall.

"Oh Nell, I'm coming! "

"Hey Nell? What does 'te amo' mean?! " Charlie shouted.

"I love you! "

"'Night Char! I love you! " Neil smiled.

"Te Amo! "

Cute guy, nice face, wrong time, wrong place.

Trees II - McCafferty

Knox x Meeks

Meeks stared into Knox's eyes, his mouth agape. Knox waited impatiently for Meeks' answer. The anticipation stressed Meeks out immediately. He gradually got the courage to grasp Knox's hands and smile sadly.

"Knox, look- " he paused for a little- "I love you, I really do. You're a cute guy, you have a nice face, just.. It's the wrong time and wrong place. It's 1959 in an all-boys school, we're both 16... I'm sorry, Knox. "

Knox looked down and begun to cry softly. Meeks hugged him, regretting everything that just happened.

I guess I knew this would happen to you.

What Once Was - Her's

Neil x Meeks

Neil sat sadly as a diner, swirling his coke around mindlessly and starring at a wall.

"Neil? Is that you? " A voice called.

Neil looked up immediately, his eyes shone quickly.

"Meeks? " He questioned, his eyebrows furrowing.

"Neil! " Meeks smiled brightly, standing Neil up and wrapping him up in a hug.

Neil accepted, hugging him back and digging his face into the shorter man's neck.

'He smells great... And he's very muscular. ' Neil thought.

"Wow, Neil, you don't have anything on you, do you honey? " Meeks pointed out, looking forlorn.

"Yeah, " Neil chuckled awkwardly, "you're very muscular, I always thought you were the weakling? "

"Mhm, times change, I guess. " Meeks scratched his neck.

"I always knew you'd do well, and be well. I guess I always knew it would happen to you. "

Sweet like pancakes and syrup.

Like What - Joey Valence & Brae

Todd x Meeks

"Something smells nice, " Todd muttered lazily, shuffling into the kitchen.

"I'm cooking breakfast, " Meeks replied, smiling as he flipped a pancake perfectly.

Todd lit up and he hugged Meeks from behind, his arms around the others waist.

"You're as sweet as this breakfast. "

"I know I am, Meeksie. "

In my life, I hope that I lie.

No Children - The Mountain Goats

Knox x Charlie

"You're seeing Chris, aren't you? " Charlie snarled, his eyes full of fury.

"What do you mean, Char? " Knox's eyebrows furrowed.

Charlie sighed angrily, squeezing the bridge of his nose with his index finger and his thumb. He then crossed his arms.

"Don't act like I haven't seen you, it's so obvious, Knox! Don't lie, " Charlie growled.

"I- Char... Please, I haven't. "

"Leave, go to your dorm and pathetic Chris. "

'Cause I like it, yeah, I like it.

LIKE IT - Waterparks

Todd x Charlie

Charlie nibbled at Todd's neck, his hands roaming Todd's back under the knitted, wool sweater. Todd bit his lip, pulling Charlie closer by his hips.

"You're desperate, aren't 'ya Hot Toddy? "

"I like it. "

I can tell just what you want (you don't want to be alone)

What You Know - Two Door Cinema Club

Meeks x Charlie

He sat, scribbling down some trig. This wasn't out of the ordinary, he was always studying, or helping a friend. He overworked himself, sure, but it didn't bother him.

Oh god, did it bother Charlie.

"Come on, Meeks! Have some fun, " Charlie exclaimed, sprawling himself out of Meek's bed next to him.

"Go away Charlie, I'm trying to study. " Meeks shot him a look.

"I know what you want, you don't what to be alone. " Charlie smirked, crawled closer and swiped his finger across Meeks' freckled nose.

Meeks blushed, "fine.. "

Two Kids and a Golden Retriever.

History Hates Lovers - Oublaire

And so it was official, Knox and Meeks were a thing. It was a cute, they were very lovey dovey, much to Charlie's delight. But now almost, the Dead Poets had come more of a family dynamic. Knox and Meeks, parents. Todd and Neil the kids. Charlie the golden retriever. Much like a family dynamic, it was cute. Oh, Pitts was the uncle, Meeks' best friend.

Knox x Meeks

He was sweet, he said I was smart.

Kindergarten Boyfriend - Heather's

Meeks x Pitts

"You're smart, Meeksie. "

His heart fluttered and his face flushed a shade of pink. Pitts was the perfect boy for Meeks. Tall, scrawny, caring, empathetic, sarcastic and everything in between. He was sweet. It was everything Meeks could've ever dreamed, honestly.

"Thanks Pittsie, you're sweet. "

Pitts' heart skipped a beat as his neck heated up. Meeks was perfect for Pitts. Short, secretly muscular, caring, empathetic, sarcastic and everything in between. He was smart. It was everything Pitts could've ever dreamed, honestly.

We both enjoy an empty cafe.

We both - 36 questions, Jonathan Groff & Jessie Shelton

Neil x Pitts (kinda platonic)

"Huh, it's empty. Is it open? " Pitts asked, looking down beside him to the shorter boy.

"Yeah, it said open on the door.. Maybe it's not that busy on Sundays? " Neil replied, scanning the room to see nobody but an exhausted waiter.

They walked to a booth and sat across from each other. They both ordered a coffee and begun to chat about school while absentmindedly holding each other's hands. The waiter secretly smiled and giggled at them, definitely aware they didn't know they were holding hands and were dangerously close. It was cute.

They happen to go to the same cafe a few times after, making friends with the waiter who went to Welton also, Stefan, or Stick.

Us two wanted to get X-rated. SMUT!

Don't Lose Ur Head - SIX, Christina Modestou

Knox x Charlie

"Jesus Knox! You're as hard as the fucking Burj Khalifa! " Charlie grunted as Knox grinded against him.

"Char.. That literally makes no sense at all, " Knox chuckled as he sloppily kissed Charlie's neck.

Charlie moaned quietly, gripping harshly onto Knox's hips as his own almost buckled.

"Nothing makes sense when we're both as hard as the shard.. It's gonna make me turn British in a moment, Jesus Christ Knoxio! "

"You're better than that, Char. "

Knox pushed Charlie harder against the dorm wall, earning another moan from Charlie

"GODDAMN!! LOCK THE DOOR! " Cameron screeched, slamming the door and running off.

But I don't need the comfort of any lies.

Notion - The Rare Occasions

House x Wilson

"How many times did I tell you she was gonna divorce you in under 2 years? " House remarked, a smirk upon his face as he swirled the liquor around in the glass.

"A lot.. But I really thought she was the one! " Wilson exclaimed, taking a swig of his glass.

"You've said that about 3/3 divorces now. "

"Like you've ever been married.. "

"Wilson, we're technically married at this point. "

"Fair point. "

They sat in silence for a bit. Drinking recklessly.

"I've always appreciated your harsh truth. " Wilson smiled.

"You're just special, aren't you? "

"Sure, I guess you can say that. "

Can I sleep in your bed?

Father - The Front Bottoms

Meeks x Todd

Todd panicked silently, his hands trembling slightly and his breathing hitched. Meeks sat behind him at his desk, scribbling down trig at the ungodly hour of 3 AM. it was clear he was exhausted, though he also panicked that he'd fail the trigonometry test two weeks away and needed to study. Todd didn't understand why he was so nervous to ask, he knew he'd say yes. But what if he didn't? What if he thought it was weird at 16-17. He took a deep breath.

"Canisleepinyourbed? " He spluttered out, taking a big deep breath afterward.

"What did you say Todd? " Meeks asked, his eye brows knitting and him cocking his head slightly.

Todd breathed in shakily, "can- can I sleep in your bed? "

"Of course Todd, of course you can. "

He's well dressed (not funny).

Girls & Boys - Good Charlotte

Meeks x Knox

"Whatcha' think? " Meeks asked, stepping out his dorm and into the hallway to be met with Charlie and Knox.

Knox turned red almost immediately, Meeks looked immaculate. Charlie started to laugh.

"You're going to the shops dressed like that? You trying to look like a 60 year old? " Charlie chuckled.

"I- I think he looks nice actually. "

"Of course, because you definitely like him. "

"I do not! "

Has been rough (kinky!). Slight smut!

Sincerely, me - Ben Platt, Mike Faist, Will Roland

Meeks x Charlie

Roughhousing in the dorms was normal, especially for Meeks and Charlie. Meeks usually minded his own business while Charlie swiftly swooped Meeks off of his feet, pinned him to the floor and kissed him.

"God, you're so rough aren't you? " Meeks rolled his eyes, still under Charlie ok the floor.

"It's kinky. "

I could sleep for weeks.

RITUAL - Waterparks

Todd x Neil x Charlie

It was normal now, Cameron was used to having no dormmate most nights. And Neil and Todd were used to having an extra most nights. Non of them minded, if anything they preferred it to normal.

It was an adorable scene. Three teenage, in love boys squished in a single bed in a strict all-boys boarding school. Todd was hugged by Neil who was hugged by Charlie. Neil wrapped his arms around Todd's waist and his face dug into his hair. Charlie spooned Neil, his one arm around his waist and other under his own head, his legs wrapped around the others.

"I could sleep for weeks... " Charlie whispered, then felt Neil smile.

Use the sleeves of my sweater.

Sweater Weather - The Neighborhood

Knox x Charlie

"I just can't do it! " Charlie shouted, hurling his pencil to the wall and harshly getting up.

He then threw himself on his bed and curled up against the wall and begun to cry, purely from frustration.

"Hey, hey. Char, you can, " Knox comforted, getting up and sitting next to Charlie.

Charlie bawled, his face pushed firmly into his arms and knees.

"No.. Knoxious, you don't understand, I really can't do it! I'm gonna fail so bad oh god... " He whispered, rocking back a forward and little and now begining to hyperventilate.

"Woah, woah Char. " Knox wrapped his arms around Charlie, "you're not gonna fail. "

Charlie lifted his head to look at Knox's tearful eyes. Knox brought his hand up with Charlie's cheeks and dabbed the tears away with the sleeve of his soft, knitted sweater.

"You think so? "

"Of course, Char. "

Three times I nearly came to ruin. Suicide!

Our Word - 36 Questions & Jessica Shelton

Todd x Charlie

1.

Todd held the gun in his clearly trembling hands. Sobbing fiercely. He placed his finger on the trigger but did nothing. He waited, almost for someone to save him. That happened.

"Todd? What are you doing? OUT THE GUN DOWN TODD! " Charlie screamed.

2.

Charlie popped out the 10 pills from their silver foil wrapping. He rolled them around in his hand. As if he were contemplating. Yet he was, though, oh so how he wanted to do it and get it over with. He didn't cry. Until after the tried incident.

"Charlie. Put the pills down, " Todd snarled, his voice becoming unusually deep.

3.

Todd held the rope in his hands, yet not trembling this time. He stared at the thinner ropes tangled together to make a bigger one. He decided to tie it up on a tree, make a loop big enough for his head just to fit in it. He slipped his head in it, tighted it and stepped off of the log.

"Jesus Todd! " Charlie shouted, catching Todd in his arms, both now crying.

You're sayin' all the words I'm dreamin'.

The Adults Are Talking - The Strokes

Charlie x Meeks

'I love you' were the words Charlie wanted to hear. Maybe from his parents, older brother, Neil, Pitts- hell, anyone. Though, there was a lurking feeling that somehow overruled the ordinary. He wanted to hear it from Meeks. The perfect boy, the nerd, the geek, yet the romantic. Charlie wanted to hear him sing it, mumble it, growl it, just say it. He wanted to hear it so bad.

So many missed chances and nothing happened.

Though it happened today.

"Oh, I love you, Charlie! " Meeks exclaimed.

You'll always be a dumb blonde.

Blue Hair - TV Girl

Meeks x Todd

"I can't do it, Meeks, " Todd muttered, rolling his pencil on his notebook and covering his eyes with the palms of his hands.

"Well, you need to do it, or you'll fail, " Meeks deadpanned.

"I-I know, I just can't! The words don't flow nicely, and- and the stanzas are all uneven! " Todd exclaimed.

"Well you're just a dumb blonde, you wouldn't get it, " Meeks chuckled.

He woke up in a cold sweat, breathing heavily. He sat up sharply.

"Are you okay? " Meeks groaned, sitting up next to Todd.

"I-I just had a nightmare, " Todd muttered, rubbing his eyes.

"You sure you're okay, Honey? "

"Yeah- yeah. "

Haven't you people ever heard of closing the goddamn door HEAVY SMUT!

I Write Sins Not Tragedies - Panic! At The Disco

Charlie x Knox

Charlie moaned deeply as he gripped onto Knox's brunette hair, guiding his mouth to bob his head up and down. Knox hummed, trying not to gag. He gripped the base, gently stroking it. Charlie shuddered.

"WHY IS IT ALWAYS ME?! " Cameron shouted, covering his eyes and slamming the door.

The two boys giggled.

Just sit and talk.

The Me Inside of Me - Heather's

Pitts x Neil (platonic)

Neil perched on Pitts' bed, leaning his back against the wall and snuggling up to Pitts. He swung his arm over Neil's shoulders and looked at him with a tint of concern.

"You okay, Neil? " He asked, cocking his head a little.

"Yeah, just been a little overwhelmed with work lately, " Neil sighed and placed his head on Pitts' shoulder.

"Yeah, I get it. "

"Any advice? "

"Eat, drink, sleep and take a break, " Pitts chuckled.

"Yeah, yeah. I will do that. " Neil smiled.

I will change my ways. Trans pregnancy!

The Cave - Mumford & Sons

House x Wilson

"Are you sure you want this, House? " Wilson asked, his eyes quickly becoming glassy.

House sighed happily and giggled softly. He grasped both of Wilsons hands and smiled as he looked him in the eyes.

"Of course I want this, Honey. I promise, I really do want this. I want to grow old with you, with our kids, " House replied.

"Really? "

"Of course. "

House's hands trailed down to Wilsons presently flat stomach, gently placing his hands upon the dress shirt. Wilson chuckled, pulling House into his embrace.

"I'll change, I promise. "

"You can stay the same, I love you for who you are. "

My baby, My baby.. Suicide!!

I Bet on Losing Dogs - Mitski

Meeks x Charlie

Meeks held the knife to his throat. Threatening to end it all, a nice big slit through the middle, collapse, bleed out and die. Right on the dirty, old dormroom floor. Perfect way to go for pity. But, he doesn't quite want pity. He wants acceptance and comfort, not pity. Pity meant sympathy and empathy, he hated that as that was his job, nobody needed to worry about him. No, he was fine, he has a great life - from their knowledge - and is incredibly intelligent.

"Meeks, stop, " Charlie's voice yelled.

Meeks immediately dropped the knife and fell to his knees.

Charlie dropped down next to him and embraced the shaking huddle.

"Shhh.. Shh, " he whispered, "my baby, my baby, it's okay, shhh. "

Meeks melted into the embrace, sobbing uncontrollably and hiding his face in Charlie's chest.

Oh god, he blew it.

Return to our normal lives.

Looking Out for You - Joy Again

Meeks x Pitts (platonic)

"You okay, Meeksie? " Pitts asked, eyeing the smaller boy up and down.

"Yeah, just a little cold y'know? " Meeks replied, chuckling softly as his teeth chattered and he shivered.

"Is it because they took your coat? " Pitts gestured to Meeks' now cold, damp coat on the cave floor with crumbs on it.

"A little, but I'll be fine. " Meeks smiled and rubbed his hands together desperately.

With a swift motion, Pitts removed his coat and placed it on Meeks' trembling shoulders.

"Better? "

"Thanks, Pittsie. "

"Here's your coat, as he have to go back to out normal lives, " Meeks giggled.

"Yeah, thanks. It's a shame, isn't it? "

"Yeah, yeah- it really is. "

Meet my pregnant boyfriend. (Pt.2 to I will change my ways) trans pregnancy!

Lone Star - The Front Bottoms

House x Wilson

"Ducklings! I have some spectacular news on the physical toll on your other dad, " House declared, swinging his bag on the chair as Wilson trailed behind him.

The three gave a confused look, all seeming to cock their heads in the same direction.

"Other dad? " Foreman spoke up.

"Yes! Remember, dad H and dad W? " House replied, matter-of-factly.

Wilson rolled his eyes and sighed, "he still hasn't told you? "

"No, what's happening? " Cameron questioned.

"I can't believe you haven't told them. " Wilson shook his head at House, "me and House are married, have been for over a decade now. "

"I'm sorry, what? " Chase's mouth opened agape.

"Ducklings, are you familiar with the term: 'transgender'? " House asked innocently.

The three nodded their heads slowly.

"Well, my husband here happens to be that. And addition to that information, we're having a kid, " House explained, smiling proudly as he hobbled behind Wilson and placed his hands on Wilsons 3 month-swollen stomach from behind.

Wilson sighed.

"Congratulations, you two. "

"Congrats."

"I was not expecting that. "

Love is a doing word.

Teardrop - Massive Attack (House intro)

House x Wilson (again)

"I'm not physical, " House declares, plopping himself down next to Wilson on the couch.

"I know, isn't it quite obvious by now? " Wilson retorts back, shooting House a glance.

"Well I hope so. "

House looks down and twiddles his thumbs. Oh, how he secretly longed for Wilsons soft, gentle, chaste touch. They were married, he's experienced it, but oh how he wanted more.

"You know, love is a doing word, " Wilson suddenly explains, looking over at House with an unreadable expression.

"Oh, is it now? " House remarks with a snort.

"Yeah." Wilson reaches for House's hand, gently grasping it. "Like it? "

"Yeah.. I do. "

There's darkness all around.

Messages from the Stars - The Rah Band.

Meeks x Charlie

It was their first night in their new, shared apartment. They slept together, huddled on an old, cheap double mattress on the floor, taking in the atmosphere. It was dark all around them. Meeks hugged close, his head rested on Charlie's chest, intertwining their hands and smiling. It was nice to have their own place.

"I love you, Meeksie. "

"Love you too, Char. "

You are sweetness.

We'll Never Have Sex - Leith Ross

Todd x Meeks

"I love you Todd, " Meeks said as he kissed Todd.

"Awh, I love you too. " Todd smiled into the kiss.

They kissed for a while. Chaste, passionate, slow kisses. No greed or hunger, just acceptance and pleasure. It was a nice.

"Your lips are so sweet, " Meeks muttered.

"I ate some ice cream before this, " Todd giggled.

"Nah, they're sweet anyway. "

Wondering if your hearts still open.

Do I Wanna Know? - Arctic Monkeys

Neil x Charlie

Neil had recently been dumped by his now ex-girlfriend and acted as if it was indeed the end of the world. Charlie half wanted to be supportive, half wanted to tell him to stop being melodramatic and half ask him out. Charlie had liked Neil for years, from age 7 to age 15, aka, now. Charlie chose to comfort Neil, yet he really, really wanted to ask him out.

"I don't understand! She really liked me, " Neil muttered.

"Yeah, sorry bud. "

They sat in silence for a little longer until Charlie went out on a limb.

"Is your heart still open? " he asked.

"Wha-? "

"Will you go out with me? "

Hey little boy, gee, you sure look fine.

Hey Little Girl - Professor Longhair

Knox x Charlie

"Is that your way of cat calling? " Charlie questioned, furrowing his eyebrows in a concerned matter.

"Yeah, what's up with it? " Knox asked.

"It's horrendous, that's basically sexual harassment at this point, " Charlie chuckled.

"Whoops."

"It's more than whoops! Here, let me show you how to flirt. "

Charlie stepped away.

He approached Knox with a smile on his face, "hey, beauty. "

Knox blushed, "hi."

Charlie grabbed Knox by the hips and immediately kissed him. Knox kissed back, turning as red as blood. Charlie's hands made their way down to Knox's arse, placing his hands in the pockets, snagging his wallet and bolting off.

"Charlie! " Knox sighed, accepting his wallet was just stolen, and there wasn't anything he could do.

Pain is never Permanent.

December - Neck Deep

Neil x Meeks (oooh new one)

Meeks walked into Neil and Todd's dorm, scanning the room to see Neil curled up on his bed, trembling a little.

"Hey, hey. It's alright, " Meeks comforted, quickly sliding next to him and wrapping his arms around the frame.

Neil recognized the voice and nuzzled into him, sobbing harder.

Once Neil had calmed a little, he looked up to see Meeks. Meeks cupped his face with his one hand, stroking his cheek gently with his thumb.

"Pains never permanent, you know that right? "

Watch a sad film with your boyfriend.

If I Saw Him, I'd Still Kiss Him - McCafferty

Meeks x Todd

"He could've definitely fit! " Meeks exclaimed, tossing the remote to his side while tears streamed down his face.

"I know honey, but it would've tipped, " Todd explained, hugging Meeks close.

"Why did you make me watch this? " Meeks asked.

"It's a classic film. "

"It was traumatising! "

"Fair point. "

[muiltfandomsqueen]

Daemon Targaryen x Female Y/N

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Warnings: Fluff, romantic emotions and love

Story type: one shot

Pairing: Daemon Targaryen x Female Y/N

Fandom: hbo house of the dragon

Word count: 547 words

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As the sun began to set on the Targaryen Castle, Y/n found herself lost in thought. She had been summoned by the prince, Daemon Targaryen and she couldn't help but feel nervous as she made her way to his chambers.

Despite her apprehension, she knocked firmly on the door and waited for a response. A few moments later, Daemon opened the door and greeted her with a warm smile on his face.

"Y/N, it's good to see you," he said, gesturing for her to enter. "I hope you're not too busy, I have a task for you."

Y/n nodded, feeling her stomach twist with anticipation. "Of course, my prince. What do you need me to do?"

"Its quite simple, really." He replied, taking a seat at his desk. "I need you to compile a list of all the goods that the Targaryen family has acquired over the years. Everything from gold and jewels to weapons and horses."

Y/n nodded again, feeling relieved that the task wasn't too daunting. "I can definitely do that, my prince. Is there anything else?"

Daemon leaned back in his chair and regarded Y/n with a curious look. "Actually, there is something else. I was hoping you could accompany me to the upcoming festival in the nearby town."

Y/n's heart skipped a beat at his words. She had always admired the prince from afar, but the thought of spending an entire day with him made her nerves flutter.

"I would be honoured, my prince," she said, trying to keep her voice steady.

Daemon smiled again, his eyes sparkling with amusement. "Good. It's settled then. We leave at dawn tomorrow."

As Y/N made her way out of the prince's chambers, her mind raced with thoughts and emotions. She couldn't believe that she was going to spend an entire day with Daemon Targaryen. The thought made her heart soar, even as her nerves threatened to overwhelm her.

The next morning, Y/n woke up with butterflies in her stomach. She dressed in her finest clothes and made her way to the stables, where she found Daemon already waiting for her.

As they made their way to the festival, Y/n struggled to keep her composure. Every time Daemon spoke to her or brushed against her arm, she felt her heart skip a beat.

By the end of the day, Y/n was exhausted but elated. She had spent hours with the prince, laughing and joking, and she couldn't help but feel like they had developed a special connection.

As they made their way back to the castle, Daemon turned to her with a serious expression. "Y/n, I hope you don't mind me saying this, but I feel like we have a special connection."

Y/n's heart threatened to burst out of her chest as she looked up at him, her eyes wide with pure surprise. "I feel the same way, my prince."

Daemon's lips curved into a smile as he took her hand in his hand. "Please, call me Daemon."

And with those words, Y/n knew that her life had changed forever. She had found her place by the side of the prince, and she knew that she would do anything to keep that position as long as she lived.

[encoeurs]

#ENCOEURS — an independent, private Akira Kurusu of Persona 5 post-Strikers, selective with Royal as contracted by mythe

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— Mature Content

       Persona 5 is a game that deals with a lot of dark themes. Things such as emotional & physical abuse, sexual assault and alcoholism are among the many things the game involves in its story. As such, they will likely come up on this blog whether in passing or as discussion between characters. Of course being who he is, Akira would never do much as consider any of these actions, but he will not hesitate to be a listening ear for those who need it. If these topics bother you to even see in passing, though they will be tagged to the best of my ability, you have to be mindful of your own comfort level. I’m not here to do so for you.        Now, in terms of nsfw, my Akira is 18, but such things are hardly at the fore of his mind. Even so, the subject may come up even in conversation or in the form of musings/reblogs, and if ships happen there may also be such content implied. If this at all bothers you, then you’re free to not follow.          As the mun is 25+, it’s highly unlikely that I’ll interact with anyone under 21, both for my comfort and theirs. 

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      All confidants are default rank 8 minimum when Akira mentions them to others, though we can adjust that as necessary for interactions. If anyone would like to play out a social link differently than it was handled in canon, that’s fine too! Really, it’s whatever makes my writing partners happy.

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