#also Hiii bae

[delugyu]

chompy werewolf anon chiming into the buff!gyu brainrot bc im bout to tap out i saw those pics n all i heard was guck guck (it's 7am)

i’m right there w you like i was lightheaded, the room was spinning, my knees were weak, i broke out in a sweat… my life was nearly over…

that one pic where his legs were kinda spread oh my fwkwhwyysggs 😭😭 I NEED HIS [cue long drawn out bleep] [audience looks at me in shock and appall]

[lemmesayimyourbiggestfan]

frontman x reader whos a player but not because of debt but because she was investigating with gi-hun and ju-hon and got in the limousine and then in-ho falls in love with her and gets her out of the game with him like at the end of the season

can u also like not write it like a hate love relationship? like readers conflicted but still likes in-ho

Keeping you safe

Hwang In-ho x reader

hiii, pleasure writing your request! hope it’s the way you imagined :)

Word count: 3,3k

Warnings: violence, murder,…

Requests are open! i would also like to write something about Jun-ho or the salesman, so hmu

When you jumped into the limousine after Gi-hun you didn’t consider its consequences. Jun-ho trusted you to keep your eyes on Gi-hun at all costs and you were going to keep your word, even when it meant making yourself vulnerable.

The gas was sweet on your tongue and Gi-hun already slumped down on the plush leather of the limo seats. But you were wide awake, somehow defying sleep’s influence, shaking, still processing what the deep voice implied and Gi-hun demanded. “Put me in the game. But leave her out of it.”

Those words were followed by a dry laugh. You knew that meant there was no way out of it now. You started whispering into the intercom to Jun-ho, saying how sorry you were. His panicked voice was cut off by you turning off the device while you prepared yourself for the Frontman’s reaction, closing your eyes and taking shallow breaths.

“No. Those are my games and my rules. Might make them more interesting, don’t you agree, player 456?”

Then the gas started rising up from the floor. Gi-hun grabbed your hand, rumbling about how sorry he was. You smiled wearily, pressing his hand. “It’s okay, Gi-hun.” You both knew it wasn’t. It was as far from ‘okay’ as possible.

His fingers went limp and you resigned, waiting for the inevitable. With muted senses you watched the tinted protection shield go down. Behind it was the man in the mask himself, looking at you over his shoulder. Just when his gloved hand hovered over his mask, shrugging it off, you were engulfed in darkness.

***

After the first game, you thought that nothing could surprise you anymore. As much as Gi-hun tried to keep you from all the bloodshed, even he couldn’t cover your eyes and ears every time there was a gunshot. Still pale and shaken, digging dirt and blood from beneath your nails, you sat on your bed with the provided food in your lap, watching your surroundings. At least Gi-hun could be happy he found here his long lost friend, with whom he was now talking. You still didn’t speak to anyone else. You were scared that if you did, they would be dead by tomorrow.

You barely noticed there was any commotion until the sudden silence peaked your interest. There was a skirmish between three guys, two of them working together, which made the outcome of the fight quite obvious. There was another player stalking towards the group, trying to break up the fight.

“I said save the lecture for your own damn kids.” one of the guys shouted at him. That’s when you noticed the player’s still frame, like a cat before launching at its prey. And you were right; within a blink of an eye, he put both of the guys on their backs, not even breaking a sweat. You looked closer at him, reading the number 001 on his back. Even from afar you could see how deadly calm he was while choking one of them. After a moment the rage left his body and he released his grip. You didn’t expect the applause that followed his actions. You exchanged a look with Gi-hun. Were you the only one who sensed something foreboding?

You turned your attention back to the food in your lap and decided that even though you weren’t hungry, you desperately needed the energy. But in your mind, all you could think about was the player 001. Was he a police detective like Jun-ho or a former marine like Jung-bae or Dae-ho? Or something else entirely?

It took you a while to get out of your head and notice that his bed was right next to yours. With a sigh, player 001 sat down, grabbing his unfinished food. Just then he noticed your searching look and gave you a tentative smile.

“Hello, sir,” you began, looking down at your hands. A sudden wave of nervousness came over you. “I’m Y/N. Do you mind telling me your name?”

“No bother, Y/N,” he replied and you stared at his lips, at how perfectly they formed your name. “I’m Young-il. Nice to meet you.”

“You too,” you grinned at him in response, holding out your hand that he tentatively shook.

“Nice moves there,” you pointed your chin to the middle of the dormitory where the fight took place. “You could teach me if you had time, I’m terrible in combat.” A lie. Jun-ho himself taught you how to hold yourself and how to hold a gun. You were just trying to find out who Young-il was.

“If we have time, yes.” he nodded absentmindedly, scooping up a mouthful of rice.

“Do you mind me asking? I was just wondering if you have any children.” you said carefully.

“No, I don't.” Young-il replied, suddenly his gaze sharp.

“Well, I just thought that, based on your reaction to what that other player told you-“ you searched for the answer in his closely guarded expression. “You lost your child, didn’t you?”

Young-il didn’t say anything to that, his cutlery going limp in his hand.

“I just- I’d know that look anywhere. I know it’s not something to bond over,” you gave a startled laugh, fidgeting under his everlasting gaze, “but if you’d like to talk about it-“

“Thank you.” He reached out and squeezed your hand. His touch was calloused and warm. “I mean it.”

You smiled softly, squeezing his fingers in response. “I know.”

Preparing yourself for lights out, you couldn’t ignore his lingering gaze following your movements. Thankfully Gi-hun approached you and sat next to you on the bed, guilt visible in his expression.

“I’m so sorry, Y/N. I never wanted to drag you into this. And I’ll do everything in my power to keep you safe-“

“Don’t worry about that, sir. I can take care of myself. Anyways, I was only following Jun-ho’s orders. It had nothing to do with you.”

Unconvinced, Gi-hun sighed and moved to his own bed, not having the energy at the moment to argue with you. You finally lay down, moving the thin blanket over your body, curling up on your side.

“I overheard you talking about Jun-ho, and I couldn’t help but notice how familiar that name sounds to me,” Young-il broke the silence, looking at you with curiosity in his eyes.

“Well, he used to work as a police detective so that’s why you might know him.”

“Oh, yes, that might be possible,” Young-il gave you a restrained smile. “And he is to you-?”

“A friend. I used to work as a secretary in his department, that’s all.” you smiled back.

“Oh, sorry to pry.” he looked at his hands.

“Not at all.” He looked into your eyes and your eyes crinkled with another smile. Only when he looked away did you turn around in your bed. A few minutes later you heard Gi-hun and Young-il talking and even though you didn’t want to, it was impossible to not overhear. Young-il was explaining the story of why he’s in the games and why he chose to continue playing - how his pregnant wife was gravely ill and he needed the money due to her medical bills. Somehow, this answer shocked you, even though you shouldn't have been thrown off by it. Of course he was married.

Only after the whole dormitory fell silent did you finally fall into a fitful sleep.

***

“Thank you, Young-il.” you whispered to him, gratefully touching his shoulder. Young-il turned his gaze your way and the corners of his eyes crinkled under the influence of a smile. Only his supportive words during the six legged pentathlon could calm you down, which resulted in you successfully completing your mini game. The memory flashed through your mind - tears welling in your eyes, hands shaking as you reached again and again for the gong-gi pebbles. You could sense your teammates’ growing unease but that even worsened your situation. After the third attempt, Young-il grabbed you by the elbow, leaning closer as he said: “Ignore everything else okay? Just listen to me and focus.”

You nodded, bewildered eyes setting again on the pebbles. You were kneeling in a puddle of blood, which didn’t exactly help calm your nerves.

“Just concentrate. I know you can do it. Look at you, all flushed red and focused. This look suits you.” The pebbles balanced on the knuckles of your hand, just one more throw. You looked up at Young-il, lips slightly parted. Were you hearing correctly? Maintaining eye contact, you threw the pebbles op with a sudden surge of confidence and caught them flawlessly. Everyone cheered and you were hoisted up by your team, but all you could hear were Young-il’s last words whispered in your ear: “Good girl.”

Now he was looking at you, this new tension between you two palpable.

“Anytime.”

***

While you tried to act nonchalant, it was just impossible. The way Young-il now watched you at all times drove you crazy, feeling his gaze like a branding on your body. You were grateful for keeping a watch during the lights off, thinking that it could distract you from your own dirty thoughts. But it was quite the contrary.

Overlooking the silent dark room, those words echoed in you even more soundly. Good girl. With a sigh you stretched out your legs, trying to ignore the tightness in your underbelly. You were annoyed with yourself. Why did the words of a stranger make you feel this way? Words of a married stranger, more like it.

“You seem distracted.”

You jumped at that impassive raspy voice. Thankfully, once Young-ho sat down next to you, he couldn’t notice your flushed cheeks due to the impassable darkness. Your shoulders touched and to your surprise he didn’t immediately move away.

“Oh, it’s nothing, really.” you smiled with your head bowed, nearly chuckling at how clueless he must be.

There was an awkward silence following your reply, so, without thinking about it, you said: “Thank you again for today, truly. You helped me a lot.”

Young-il looked at you, searching for something in your expression. Apparently he found it. “You think about that a lot, don’t you?”

“Sorry?” you stumbled over your words, not knowing how to react, what to say.

“My words alone made you quiver. Now imagine what my tongue could do.” he whispered, teasing you, a spark in his eyes.

“Young-il-“ you breathed out, suddenly aware of how close his face was to yours. You felt your underwear getting wetter by the minute. But you put that all in the back of your mind as you said: “I know you are married. Expecting a child, even. You shouldn’t say things like that.”

He blinked, taken aback. “Does that bother you? Or are you bothered by the effect I have on you?”

You sighed, looking away from his handsome face. Was he sent here just to test your boundaries?

“I still have enough self control to know right from wrong.” But your body wasn’t in line with your thoughts.

Young-il stared at you for a moment, then sighed, irritated. “My wife and my child are gone. I just don’t enjoy talking about them in past tense. I joined the games out of misery, nothing more. Are you happy now?”

You froze, looking at the way his arms formed into fists at his sides. It was like having ice cold water poured all over you.

“Young-il, I’m so-“

“Don’t be. It’s been a long time.” Eyes meeting, he smiled at you tentatively. You squeezed his warm hand and he relaxed, loosening his fist.

“Right now, I don’t care about anything but you.” He caressed your cheek with the back of his hand, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear. Moving closer, he kissed the bruise already blossoming on your jaw. And you let him.

“I don’t want to scare you away with my… infatuation. But right now, I’m so desperately weak for you.” Your breathing hitched as he moved his lips to your ear.

Just when you thought he would kiss you, he suddenly pulled away.

“I’ll take over the watch. You should sleep, muster some energy for tomorrow.” You nodded as if in a trance. He helped you stand up and led you to your bed. Young-il left you standing there, leaving only the whisper of his lips branding your cheek.

***

The third game was a whirlwind of movement. Only thanks to Young-il were you still alive and breathing. Every time a number was announced, he firmly grasped your wrist and dragged you with him wherever he went. Not that you were complaining - you were so overstimulated by all the commotion that you were glad you could keep up with him.

When one player tried to separate you from him, Young-il bared his teeth and kicked him square in the chest. “She’s mine,” There it was, the cold expression and clenched jaw. Even though you were on the brink of dying, a shiver ran down your spine.

You made it safe with your group into one of the rooms and soon were walking out to play the last round. You knew exactly what the woman’s voice was going to announce and you were right: “Two.”

Young-il was already moving, pushing people out of your way. Everything seemed to go smoothly, until you reached the room; a player was already inside.

“Get out.” Young-il growled and reached the man, trying to get him on his legs and out of the room.

“We were here first,” the player whimpered. You noticed other players running to the door you were standing next to and panicking, you closed it, pushing your whole body against it.

You looked over your shoulder at Young-il, wanting to see if he was any closer to pushing the player out through the doors. But you froze when you saw he was holding the man in a headlock, choking him. All you could do was stare.

Young-il was looking straight back at you. And with one smooth motion of his arms he broke the man’s spine, leaving him staring at the ceiling, going limp in Young-il’s grip.

“I’d do anything for you, Y/N.” Young-il said, slowly getting up. You couldn’t tear your gaze from the lifeless body on the ground.

Only when he knelt in front of you did your eyes meet his. He grabbed your cold, shaking hands, kissing the knuckles while staring into your eyes.

“You’re scaring me,” you whispered, a tear rolling down your cheek.

“You poor thing,” Young-il said absentmindedly, wiping your tears away. “I can keep you safe, Y/N. I promise. All I’ve done was to prove that to you.”

“It’s scaring me how far you’re willing to go for me,” you sobbed, fighting the urge to flinch when he caressed your cheek. Still, you couldn’t find a reason to hate him. All the things he was saying were true, he did all of this for you, he killed a man for you, for your own safety.

The lock on the doors clicked and you closed your eyes, letting yourself be guided by Young-il out of the room. You knew that if you looked once more at the corpse, you would never let Young-il touch you again.

So you kept your eyes closed, choosing the easier path.

***

When the lights went out, all you could do was hold Young-il as hard as possible and count the minutes until the slaughter was over. Head against his chest, you concentrated on the sound of his heartbeat, every other sound pushed into the background. His hand was on your lower back, holding you as close as possible.

“I want to go home.” you whispered, clutching the front of his T-shirt like a small child. It was all a mistake. You shouldn’t be here.

“Okay, you will, okay? When we disarm the guards, you stay hidden, but once we take control of the rest, you have to come to my side, you understand?”

You nodded into his chest. Young-il kissed the crown of your head before leaving you under the bed as the guards tried to take control of the situation.

After many gunshots fired, you were crawling to the group of players formed in front of the main doors. Without hesitation you claimed one of the smaller guns for yourself. Somehow, the familiar weight of it calmed you down a bit. Young-il looked at you with tenseness.

“Keeping secrets, I see.” In reply you just loaded the gun, staring back.

Gi-hun looked your way over his shoulder, sending you a quick nod. The group exited the room, moving quickly down the corridor. Young-il stayed back, moving slower than the rest. Once the first guards got in your way, he pushed you to the side, saying: “This way!” Looking over your shoulder, everyone was shooting at the enemy, moving the other way. You looked back at him, unsure.

“You wanted to go home, didn’t you? Well, this is it.” seeing how indecisive you were, he sighed, “You trust me, don’t you?”

Hesitant, you followed his lead. You took the side stairs up and you got a bad feeling in your stomach. Young-il didn’t bother to check the corners, nor the other stories as you climbed the stairs. He walked like someone who knew this place, someone who wasn’t scared that he might be shot.

You stopped in your tracks, aiming your gun with a trembling hand. Young-il, upon noticing you were not following him, turned around. There was something like betrayal shining through his demeanour.

“You’re going to explain.” you said, trying to keep your voice and hand steady.

“Oh, Y/N, I think you already know.” Young-il pointed out, a corner of his lips curling up. He took one step towards you.

“What. Is. Your. Real. Name.” you said through gritted teeth, cocking your gun.

“Hwang In-ho.”

All this time, he was the long lost brother Jun-ho was trying to find. You felt the sting of betrayal in your bones.

“Was any of this real?” Tears stung in your eyes and you hated yourself for being so vulnerable.

“Oh, baby,” In-ho sighed, walking to you, kneeling in front of you again. The muzzle of the gun touched his forehead, which he seemed unbothered by.

“Everything.” he said, looking up at you.

“I keep trying to hate you,” you whispered, trying to muster at least some hatred that would make you pull the trigger. “It would be so much easier if I did.”

In-ho reached out and gently took the gun from your trembling hand. He threw in on the ground, making it slide on the floor.

“I know,” he whispered, grabbing your hips with his hands. He stared at you yearningly. There was a burning ache in your chest clawing its way into your throat.

“Stop looking at me like that.”

“I can’t. And I don’t think you want me to either.”

The worst part was that he was right.

“I know I should stay away from you, but I can’t. It’s not that simple.” A sob tore out of your throat, making it hard for you to breathe. There were so many emotions in you that your head was spinning. All you knew was the fact that you couldn’t hate the one person who deserved it the most.

“Stay with me, love. I beg you,” In-ho said hoarsely, gripping you harder, trying to make you understand. “You will be safe with me. I will not break that promise.” His eyes were filled with hope. “You felt it too, I know.”

You closed your eyes, composing yourself and your thoughts. You knew it was wrong. But you always had a weakness for the forbidden.

In-ho stood up, taking your face in his hands. He kissed your forehead, your temples, your jaw. And when he kissed you on the lips, you let yourself melt into the touch, forgetting everything else.

“You’ll be the death of me.” you whispered against his lips and he smiled into the kiss, knowing you were his.

[k1mbe3rly]

Omg hiii i just wanted to ask if you could do a hwang inho and fem!reader fic where the reader is just a socially awkward, little suicidal and an introvert teen😭😭 we got hair like young mi type shi also it's platonic of course like father-daughter!!🙏🏻🙏🏻

ouuu okk, sorry for taking long tooo i was trying to finish other request 💔

Your the closet to heaven, that i’ll ever be.

warnings: none, PLATONIC, mentions of suicide

Joining the squid games means risking your life as well, You were probably the youngest here, obviously over 18.

Before you joined everything was downhill, your mom was dying, your dad died, your siblings were literally no where to be found, at this point you were just ready to end it it all.

You couldn’t take seeing everyone dying infront of you, so here you were standing on top of bridge looking down at the dirty water, your legs fiddled closer to the edge as you closed your eyes

You were about to lean in until you heard a voice.

“Ma’am?”

You opened your eyes looking over seeing a man with a suit on and a suit case as well staring at you.

So that’s how you ended here in the games, confused and even a bit scared, you walked around as after photos they took you this huge game with a huge doll

You noticed some crack head looking guy screaming at everyone to stay still and don’t move or else you’ll get shot, not like you cared much about dying but you still listened to see where it was headed

Time skip

After that game you got your dinner, you sat and observed everyone not really eating, it was until an older man came up to you “Hey, why don’t you come hang with us? You look too young to be here.. and besides we could protect you” he said smiling softly

You stated up at him “Oh- no it’s okay..” you spoke softly, “No really i insist, follow me” he said expecting you to follow which you did, you saw 3 other older guys including that guy who was screaming at everyone during the game, “I figured we should let her on the team. This is..uh, what’s your name?” he spoke putting a hand on your shoulder

“Uh..y/n” you spoke up a bit quiet, He nodded as he lead you to sit down, you sat on the little stairs “I’m young il, like my number 001..not that hard to forget” he said laughing a bit as you just did an awkward smile

“Oo..i’m Kang dae ho, Dae as in big/great, ho as in tiger!” Dae ho said, “Jung bae, i’m pretty sure it means righteous..so i guess i should be living twice as righteous” he said

“Seong gi hun.” Gi hun simply said without explaining what it means or anything, you tensed up but stayed quiet just looking at your food, “Are you not going to eat?” Young il asked, “Uh..i’m just not hungry”

“Well if you’re not hungry can i have it?” Dae ho asked as you looked over staring at him, awkward silence fell as Dae ho just looked, Young il rolled his eyes and looked back at you, “Eat up, eggs are good for you, helps keep you motivated and make sure you drink water as well” he spoke again.

“That’s great and all but i’m seriously not hungry..Ima just give it to dae ho..” you said slightly raising the plate of food but before you could raise it even higher Young il pushed it down to your lap softly, opening it and grabbing the spoon and taking a spoonful of the rice, “That’s great your not hungry but your gonna need to eat for energy tomorrow. So open up” he said staring at you intensely.

You slowly opened your mouth, enough for the spoon to fit as he put the spoon in your mouth, “Eat please, you look..a bit tired?” young il said taking in your eyebags and your droopy eyes, as well as your skin, you hummed as you slowly chewed.

“So..why are you here?” He asked “Uh..i just have hospital debts i guess” you said still eating, he nodded, “What about you? why are you here..?” you asked as well, he stayed quiet for a moment, “If you don’t wanna tell me you don’t have too..” you spoke again looking down.

“No it’s okay, i just need money for my pregnant wife..she uh needs a liver transplant” he spoke, you didn’t know what to say as you were chewing covering you mouth “oh i’m sorry.. i hope she makes it” you simply said

“Does your parents know your here?” he asked in confusion, “Uh..there gone, well my dad is but my mom is dying so..” you said silently, he immediately felt guilty for asking, “I’m really sorry..i shouldn’t have asked.” He said, “it’s fine.. everyone dies at some point right?” you said, “Mhm..” he said.

Lights out came and you couldn’t sleep at all but you eventually fell asleep, the morning came as you woke up to some music they played when everyone came, not even that long later they had took everyone to the second game

the six legged pentathlon

They explained the game as young il quickly found you “Hey i didn’t see you all morning you worried me..” he said, “Oh sorry..i didn’t know” you shyly said as you looked, he slowly lead you to the team without startling you.

The game was just a mini games 5 of them and we had to finish them in 5 minutes, you picked the first one since you always thought you were pretty good, but once you were doing it you felt so nervous, especially knowing you would cause the whole team to die if you didn’t flip it on time.

“Try flipping it!” Young il yelled as you looked at him and just nodded, you flipped the paper the other and threw it towards the one on the ground, you successfully done it as everyone cheered as you just smiled softly

Time skip

It was now the 3rd game mingle, Young il has been running with you and making sure you were safe, you were slowly stating to feel safe with him as well, each round was going great

“2 players”

You quickly looked around but Young il was nowhere in sight, oh god.

This is it isn’t it? why bother running around finding someone to pair, you didn’t care much but still felt worried.

You simply stood there a bit frozen, you knew it was time for this pain to end, but last second you were quickly picked up and dragged into a room on time

You widen your eyes as you saw Young il, he hugged you, “Jesus..i was so worried you just gave up on me like that..” he said silently as your arms stayed on your sides

“Sorry..i just panicked..i couldn’t find you” you said against his jacked “Luckily i found you.” he said, was he warming up to a teenager as well?

you slowly hugged him back, “Thank you da-.. young il.” you quickly said noticing what you were about to say, he heard half the word but still smiled, a part of him felt guilty on who he really was deep down.

[wchswift]

hiii, it's me again 😭 oh God i'm sorry, i feel a bit pathetic here 😭 but i have another request :3

can you do modern day leopold (HE'S SO BAE I LOVE HIM SM) picking out flowers for his s/o cause he noticed his s/o is a bit down lately? (i took this idea from your prompt!) hope you don't minddd hehe

Petals for a Heavy Heart

Pairing: Leopold Mountbatten x Reader Summary: When Leopold notices that you haven't been looking well lately, he decides to pick out a bouquet of flowers to make you feel better and loved. Content: established relationship, feeling down, comfort, fluff, English isn’t my first language :) Word count: 932 notes: hello!! whatt no need to apologize I'm glad you sent me another request! And omg I'm so so happy it's for Leopold, I've been wanting to write something for him so much :3 I loved that you choosed the idea of the prompts, I ended up following your request more than the prompt itself, I hope I wrote it as you expected <3

The delicate chime of the flower shop bell rang as Leopold Mountbatten pushed open the glass door. A faint blush of winter lingered in the air outside, but the shop was warm, bathed in sunlight streaming through the large windows, illuminating rows upon rows of vibrant blooms. The soft fragrance of roses, daisies, and lavender mingled together, wrapping around Leopold like a comforting embrace.

His brows furrowed slightly as he scanned the room. He hadn’t stepped into a flower shop since his days of royal ceremonies—occasions when arrangements were chosen for him, not by him. But this time was different. This time, it was for you.

You’d been quieter than usual the past few days. The sparkle in your eyes had dimmed, and your usual wit had softened into something wistful. Leopold had noticed—how could he not? And while he wasn’t the type to smother with concern, he couldn’t just stand by and do nothing.

Flowers, he thought. Flowers could bring a little light back into your day.

“Good morning,” a cheery voice broke through his thoughts. A petite florist with a warm smile stood behind the counter, hands dusted with pollen. “Looking for something special?”

Leopold adjusted the collar of his cashmere coat. “Yes, actually. For… someone important to me.” He paused, feeling oddly self-conscious. “They’ve been feeling a bit down lately.”

The florist’s smile softened knowingly. “Ah, I see. Let’s find something that speaks to them. Do they have a favorite flower?”

Leopold’s lips curved into a small smile. “Orchids, I think. They’ve always had a fondness for them. Which symbolize purity, prosperity, and good health… So I guess might be appropriate.”

Her eyes lit up. “You know your flowers.”

Leopold’s lips curved into a faint smile. “I do. They’ve always been a subject of interest." Stepping closer to the flowers, he added smoothly, "We could also add some peonies. Symbolic of healing and happiness., an apt choice for the occasion.”

“Good choice,” the florist said, leading him toward a vibrant display of blush-pink blooms. “How about colors? Warm tones are uplifting, while softer hues can be calming.”

He considered this, his gaze lingering on the rich reds and delicate whites. He thought of how your laughter once filled their apartment, how it now felt like something fragile and fleeting. “Something warm but soft,” he decided, pointing toward the pink and coral-colored peonies. “They’re understated but still… hopeful.”

As the florist began assembling the bouquet, Leopold found himself wandering through the aisles, his fingers grazing petals and leaves. Each bloom seemed to hold its own personality—vibrant sunflowers, gentle baby’s breath, elegant lilies. He plucked a sprig of lavender from a nearby basket, its scent reminding him of the evenings you spent curled up on the couch, a lavender-scented candle flickering nearby. Lavender is also for tranquility. He hummed and added it to the mix.

Back at the counter, the florist held up the arrangement. “What do you think?”

It was perfect—beautiful orchids with peonies in soft shades of coral and blush, accented with sprigs of lavender and tiny white asters. The bouquet was cheerful yet gentle, a reflection of everything he wanted to say without words.

Leopold nodded. “It’s lovely. Thank you.”

As he handed over his card to pay, the florist wrapped the bouquet in delicate paper and tied it with a ribbon. “I hope they feel better soon,” she said warmly.

Leopold smiled faintly. “I think this will help.”

When he arrived home, you were curled up on the couch, a blanket draped over your shoulders. The soft glow of the afternoon sun painted your features, but your eyes were distant, lost in thought.

“Darling,” he said, his voice breaking the quiet. You glanced up, a flicker of surprise crossing your face as you noticed the bouquet in his hands.

“What’s this?” you asked, sitting up as he approached.

“For you,” he said simply, handing you the flowers. “I noticed you’ve been feeling… off. I thought these might help.”

Your eyes widened as you took the bouquet, fingers brushing over the soft petals. The fragrance enveloped you, a gentle blend of peony and lavender. A smile, small but genuine, tugged at your lips. “Leopold, this is… really thoughtful.”

He sat down beside you, his posture casual, but his eyes intent on your face. “I'm not the best at expressing what I want through words,” he admitted. “But I wanted you to know I’m here. Whatever’s on your mind, you don't have to go through it alone.”

Your gaze softened, and for the first time in days, the weight on your chest felt just a little lighter. “Thank you,” you murmured, leaning your head against his shoulder. “You’re amazing, you know that?”

He smirked, Leopold’s hand rested lightly on yours, his thumb tracing small circles over your skin. “It’s hardly a grand gesture,” he said, his tone lightly self-deprecating. “But if it brings even a fraction of your smile back, then it has served its purpose.”

But as he felt you relax beside him, your breath evening out, he knew it wasn’t about being amazing. It was about being there for you—in every small, quiet way that mattered.

And at that moment, surrounded by the soft glow of the afternoon and the delicate fragrance of flowers, he was content with the room feeling a little warmer, a little brighter—a reflection of the unspoken love between you.

𖤐 reblogs and feedback are appreciated! requests are also welcome, ty!

[blissfulbluee]

SCREAMS thank you for the Salesman/Gi-hun headcanons!!! I rlly wish there was another ship name than Saleshun, since that’s super close to Salesjun, which is Salesman/Jun-Ho. Either way— do you have any more headcanons for those two (Gi-hun and Salesman?) do you think the Salesman would try to get Gi-hun into the games, or keep him as far away as he can? How would Jung-bae or Gi-hun’s mom react to this weird freak suddenly being around Gi-hun all the time, like a weird stray dog?

Thanks for the ask! I am so sorry it’s been so long. I am behind on asks and got a bit overwhelmed. Nonetheless, I hope this feeds you well! Lmk if you want more from me about them or another pair! I love the prompts and questions you included in this ask. (p.s. I also wish the name was better because it can be confusing.)

Gi-hun x Salesman Headcanons

This will be continuing off the headcanons i made in this post:

-The salesman would likely keep him away from the games, mainly because he thinks Gi-hun wouldn’t win and just leave upon a majority vote. Salesman also would have a feeling he’d come back with a vengeance. Not worth the trouble. He has his own games for Gi-hun, take that as you will

-Gi-huns mom is heavily disappointed in Gi-huns relationship choices, but the salesman gives Gi-hun money to take care of the both of them so whatever works. he’s an adult and shes too tired of this bs too care.

-Jung-bae side eyes them HEAVILY. He can see the salesman is weird and always up to no good. He speaks to Gi-hun about it but Gi-hun doesn’t listen. Gi-hun is far too addicted to their love game and having a cute guy at his fingertips.

-Salesman is a guard dog

-Salesman makes him WORSE. really feeds into his addiction. only good he does is makes sure some of it goes towards improving gi huns and his family’s life

-Salesman once caught Gi-hun feeding a stray cat and nearly lost his composure

-The salesman, for the most part, successfully lies and manipulates Gi-hun about his job

-they love their slight height difference

-the salesman is also strangle good with cats, so they foster cats together

-gi-hun lowkey knows the salesman has an odd job so he tries to investigate but is heavily sabotaged

-gi-hun is always giggling around the salesman. man is like a school girl lmao

-salesman is his usual stoic self around gi-hun but sometimes he can bring out a reaction or emotion

-the salesman has a 20 step shower and grooming routine while gi hun uses the basics. sometimes the salesman tries to get him to try it, either by showing him or doing it to him himself (inspired by a recent inhun post ive seen by theadorelocksly)

-their dates are almost always gi-hun yapping or doing something while the salesman just watches him and gives his small remarks

-it takes a while but the salesman finally opens up and starts talking about himself more to gi-hun

-gi-hun is a romantic and the salesman is smooth, as i said before, but not necessarily the same type of romantic

-very much more of a toxic, addictive relationship than any type of normal one

[cokou]

HIII- I’d like to make a request of Ace w fem reader on their period and Ace uses his flame Devil fruit to ease out the cramps! (y can I just have a shirtless, loud, raven-headed boyfriend with a orange cowboy hat that’s literally ✨GORGEOUS✨.. it’s just sad tbh 😔)

(ps; ur fanfics do NOT fail to make my body tingle 🤭🤭)

Note ✉* ~ I thought that I didn't appreciate Ace at all until i reached Marine ford😞, TYSM FOR REQUESTING ANONN!! || Do not translate, transfer, or reform, this is my only account (exp. Ao3), will not be cross posted anywhere. || 𖤐٭┆Masterlist

Summary* ~ Your sweet boyfriend uses his Devil Fruit to relieve your cramps💗 Warnings* ~ Modern AU || Genre* ~ SFW

ᶜᵃʳᵉ ᶠᵒʳ ˢᵒᵐᵉ ᵐᵘˢᶦᶜ, ᵈᵉᵃʳ ʳᵉᵃᵈᵉʳ?

Hot Man (Literally)

You: can you get me pads on your way to my house bae? Hot man (Literally): Is it ketchup month? Btw i already brought them for you mama :P See you at the doorstep! (You reacted ❤️) You: Love you Hot Stuff <3 (Hot Man (Literally) reacted ❤️)

You shut off your phone was you scatter around your room, brushing your hair, doing extracurricular activities before your boyfriend came over at your place. You had invited him over for dome movie night and simply because you were feeling like having him agaunst your side right now.

You impatiently wait for the doorbell to ring as you rot on your couch, browsing up stuff from the media. You jumped off the couch as you heard repeatedly ringing of your doorbell by the door, rushing over to wuickly answer the door.

"Hey mamas! Feeling good today?" Ace let's himself in as you open the door for him, placing down the take out foods by the living rooms table and slumping himself on the couch, lazily signalling you to join him and cuddle on the couch.

"Just a bit upset is all. " You ranted.

Ace rose up from the couch, still hugging you to his chest,

"What's wrong Princess?" He pats your head.

"Terrible cramps today, haha." You jokingly laugh as you take out the take-out food your boyfriend had bought for you.

"Need anything? You know I'm always here for you." Ace slumped his arm across your shoulder as he looked at the current TV show playing, slightly fixing his hat but decides to just remove it and toss it on the ground.

"Oh and, here. Your pads" He reaches over the plastic set across the living rooms table and slightly dishevel the plastic, taking out a whole box of your chosen napkin brand. You almost choked on how many he had bought and thought of how much money did he even soent and HOW he even got money to spend in the first place.

"..What the— Babe isn't that just a little bit too much? I mean..i asked for a SINGLE box, not the whole shelf!"

"Just incase of an emergency you know! I actually watched something on the media— you can do lots of things using napkins and—"

" Okay, Okay stop! Let's not discuss that subject!" You clutch on your lower abdomen and placing your food by the table as you excused yourself into the bathroom, leaving your boyfriend a little bit guilty for your own place. Whilst you were gone, Ace thought of a (stupidly) amazing idea for your little happiness.

He built a blanket fort by the living room using your huge, huge, huge blankrt from your room and turning on your led lights into something much for comforting. Yoou came back to some, cute monstrosity that he had set up, causing you to laugh loudly together with your boyfriend.

"Come here mama" He once again signals you to beckon closer to him inside the blanket fort, he hugs you making you lean towards his back as he places his hands towards your belly, slightly heading them up making a little hot-water compress made just for you. He switches the tv into a movie that you both very much enjoy eatching together.

Ace settles your position between his arms, his legs surrounding your waists as he continuously comforts you using his hand within your belly. He had also laid out your favorite snacks close to you both as you continued watching movies together.

After a few hours of watching everything you both could watch, you felt the slight hot breathing against your neck. Sce had fallen asleep, his body was warm, warm enough to serve you as a huge blanket on a cold rainy day. You quietly scatter a pillow fort inside the little blanket fort he had made and placed one beneath his head, you slide up between his arms making him slightly awake and hug you tightly towards him again, making you teo fall asleep in each others arms.

Author's Note ✉* ~ HI HI HI, this post was pretty short but i enjoyed writing it a lot! Tysm to anon eho rewuested this, love you all and stay safe guys!! <33

©Cokou 2024, all works belong to me.

[junebugsarchive]

Hiii! Its my first time I request here.

Can you write about manager kim, mr kim?

Like headcanons or when he get jealous or anything is good with you. (ᗒ⩊ᗕ)

Im sorry if my english is bad. (*_ _)人

manager kim x reader ; headcanons ver.

summary: headcanons of manager kim x fem! reader

pairing: manager kim x reader

details: slightly suggestive . mention of alchohol . kinda depressing bc we know what this man is like . mentions of ptsd / trauma . established relationship ( he calls you his wife ) . all headcanons are my opinion, i'm not forcing you to agree with them! . all dividers used are from @cafekitsune . all pictures used are from pinterest . not proofread

a/n: my man just looks so silly goofy in the second pic. also, first anon ask!! tysm for requesting bae <3 did both headcanons and jealousy if that's ok with you! also i wrote a part of this in public and maybe i was just too paranoid but a girl behind me laughed im so scared now... enjoy babes!

let's start off with the most obvious obvious one; this man would die for you

you could tell him to go up against the government and he would do so without hesitation (he's basically already doing it anyways LMFAO)

absolutely adores cuddling up to you while sleeping. my theory is that this man secretly enjoys being the little spoon because he's never gotten that kind of comfort when he was younger

he likes it when you wrap your arms around him from behind as well. actually, he just likes any type of contact with you.

inwardly guilty he can't spoil you with lavish goods because he's not exactly rich. you deserve the world, in his eyes, and a secret fear of his is that one day you'll leave him

he's either a great cook or a food poisoner, there is no in between. either way, he loves your home-cooked meals the most

very domesticated around you. he radiates black cat energy, and whenever he comes home from work and practically drapes himself all over you, you're always reminded of a grumpy but comfort-seeking cat you once saw on social media.

not a great kisser, because let's be for real, between raising minji and his missions, he doesn't have a lot of time to practice his smooching skills. however, he's a really quick learner and you've noticed a drastic improvement in his bedroom skills ever since he started dating you. but he's great with his hands ( yk, his cqc... fast fingers... ). i'll leave the rest to your imagination

bro would absolutely be the type to be silent about his relationship with you, so people either find out through seeing him with you, or minji happily going around telling everyone she has a mom now.

my headcanon is that this man has horrible alcohol tolerance. one shot with hansu and jincheong is enough to make him red in the face. the first time he came home drunk, you thought he was kind of cute intoxicated and secretly filmed him the entire night tripping over thin air and arguing with the soap

would insist on carrying all your bags. it's rare for you to go on a shopping spree, but even if you're going out for your routinely grocery run, he would insist on carrying all the bags, including your purse, even if you keep insisting he let you carry something.

this gentleman finally relents and lets you carry the bag of chips home LMFAO

now let's talk about his... less than ideal background.

if you were totally oblivious about his past, he would feel a mix of relief and worry, because he's happy that you don't know about his shady history, but also worried that one day you would find out about it, and possibly leave him. let's be real, with the humongous target on his back, someone is bound to find out he has a wife and harm you.

he would never admit it to you, but in the end you'd find out anyways. there's no way the two of you could go your entire lives without finding out every little detail of each other's past, pretty or not.

let's just say you found out through someone ambushing your house when manager kim wasn't home to try and kidnap you. but of course, your husband, having installed silent alarms in every corner of your shared apartment, immediately came racing back to grab you and swoop you into a safe house in the blink of an eye.

he had explained everything to you, saying that if you didn't want to stay with him he would completely understand and accept it.

poor boy was so confused when you burst into tears and hugged him and called him an idiot. he genuinely didn't believe anybody normal would want to be with him even though he basically told them he used to be a ruthless war machine.

after you had calmed down, you had explained that you were disappointed that he thought so little of himself, and you were also really sad because you realized where all the scars littered across his body had come from, and it broke your heart to think that he had gone through so much pain during his time in the military.

after that whole fiasco, you treated his scars more tenderly than ever.

you would trace the bullet scars and lines on his upper body with care and softness as you lay in bed together, and he can't help but think that some good has come out of coming clean to you after all

but let's say that you knew about his past, maybe because you were a part of his squad back in the days.

shared trauma ig

but seriously, i feel like he would feel more at ease whenever he leaves the house to go on a mission because he knows you can protect yourself and minji if the need arises, even if he would still get anxious and worried for your safety.

tbh i feel like you probably caught his eye because you kicked his ass a couple of times when sparring lol

he would like the fact that he could come home in the dead of the night, covered in blood from head to toe, and not have to fumble for an excuse to tell you

nightmare bonding is real bc the two of you have probably gone through some extremely traumatic things in your early days, and of course it's going to leave a lasting impact on both of you.

some nights, the two of you would wake up sweating and shivering after reliving those moments, or seeing your dead comrades, and can silently comfort each other as you both steady your breathing and calm yourselves down

definitely would bring the two of you closer together than ever

let's talk about what manager kim would be like if he's jealous!

would be the type to subtly swoop in and enter whatever conversation you were having with the poor guy, remaining calm and collected, though he made sure he dropped hints left and right.

"ah yes, my wife owns that dress..." "my wife loves the tteokbokki at that restaurant..." "my wife... my wife..."

and when the dude finally gets the hint and backs off, you're always left feeling amused as you watch your husband stare at the guy as he walks off, a stoic look on his face, though you can always feel the triumph radiating off him.

and let's just say the guy doesn't get the hint, and instead keeps implying that you can do so much better than what you have right now. you smile awkwardly, reassuringly interlacing your fingers with his, but it's not enough for the cold stare to drop from manager kim's face.

spoiler alert: that guy either dies or he leads a very unlucky life afterwards

after you and him part ways with the annoying guy (you have to politely excuse yourselves with a lame excuse), manager kim is always left feeling slightly insecure and ashamed of himself. the guys that hit on you are always younger, always richer, always better looking. why would you want to stay with a broke, single father like him anyways? his secret fear comes back into play as these thoughts eat him alive

it doesn't take much to make him forget his worries - just reassure him and comfort him and pamper him, but if a few days go by without you noticing the shame and insecurities eating him away, it might cause him putting some distance between the two of you because he thinks he's not worthy of your love

besides his self-degradation, this man is one of the best men in manager kim to end up with because you know he's going to do whatever he can to ensure you live comfortably, with little to no fears or worries whatsoever. 10/10.

p.s. bro would defo be the type to get hit on by older women when he goes to parent-teacher meetings. and going back to how he wouldn't outright talk about his marriage, none of the women would ever know he was married, until they saw you come in place of your husband, who was on a 'work trip' (that was not true, he went to another city to murder some gang), and needless to say, the women never bothered manager kim ever again.

[electraslight]

fave bevin headcanons ??? ik u probably have answered this and dgaf but I love them and love hearing ur ideas and opinions they're always so great ☹️❤️‍🔥( im a lurker so I apologize for the lack of interaction !!!!! )

hiii taking a break in my no tumblr run to prosteleytize abt bevin, here are some loose headcannons

-kevin had a running joke going for a bit where he would not let ben out of the car until he gave him a kiss on the cheek aka Kiss Tax especially when people who weren't ben gwen and kevin were also in the car. he thinks the way ben gets mad about it is very funny, but it kind of backfires on him because ben stops getting mad and just does it and now every time he drives ben somewhere he gets a kiss. hes considering making the ride tax something more embarassing, like kissing with tongue.

-kevin sleeps with such a wide berth that he will somehow be on top of someone during any nap, even if the person is sitting feet away. the only one who's ok with being snored and drooled on is ben, because he is constantly cold and appreciates a bro snuggle

-ben and kevin do that scoobly do shit when theyre scared (a la jumping into each others arms n high pitched screaming)

-u may at this point be like 'hey these aren't bevin headcannons this is just them doing mildly gay best friend stuff' and to this i raise u this: i feel like, if ben and kevin were to ever aknowlege their feelings for each other, they wouldn't be the type of ppl to 'date'. theyre kind of beyond dating at this point, arent they? their relationship isnt really defined by human terms, as theyre both distanced from a lot of human social norms (kind of teetering on the brink of human and alien) and also theyve been through so much shit it would be weird to suddenly go through the human rituals of 'hold hands and go to resturants and introduce him to the parents blah blah blah'. they're more than that, and the way they go about being in love is kind of the same way they're friends, still joined at the hip and ragging on each other, still getting into fights and willing to kill and die for each other. its like being best friends and being 30 year married people at once. theyre sure theres some alien word for it, but they dont really care. ben is kevins and kevin is bens, and thats how they roll. and they make out with tongue. duh.

(clarifying for ppl w no reading comprehension: they are in gay homo love but they dont put labels like 'boyfriend' or 'dating' on it bc once youve held another boys hand and made the choice to destroy your body to save him twice + your lover learned what it meant to be a hero from u and you are a symbol of hope for him and he is for u you cant really just be like 'heres my bae' now can you. relationship anarchy win.)

[doiesfav]

hiii ✨

can I request for suggestive texts of jaehyun x reader? Jaehyun being pussy drunk and wanting reader to ride him for a change? It could also be with fluff if it’s too suggestive hehe!

suggestive! Jaehyun texts ･.｡.:*☆

“pussy drunk! Jaehyun x fem! Reader”

Requested: by anon

Content: suggestive, and just jaehyun loving pussy ig😭

A/n: omg its been a long time!!! Ill try to post the things I left behind. Remember requests are open (It will take some time sorry baes)

MDNI‼️

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Would appreciate any notes, thanks for supporting!!

[all444miles]

Hiii, I just saw that you were doing requests so I was wondering if you could do e-42 miles with black readers hair? Like helping her pick out different braiding and natural styles, maybe some wash day headcanons as well?

— TOUCH MY HAIR

— pairing: e-42 miles x fem!black!reader — genre: fluff — summary: just miles loving you and your hair ‹3 — a/n: tyyyy for this req, i am squealing rn + i alr had this idea in my prompt list but u gave me a reason to start it !! ‹3 my hcs always got miles saying sum outta pocket then the reader calls him out then he goes “my fault”, its a lil funny motif ima keep on adding 😭 also the n word is used a bit in this, js sayin!! enjoy ♡ ᖭི(ˊᗜˋ*)ᖫྀ

we all know n we've established this, miles is more than happy to pay for ur shit, esp if its your hair.

he wouldn't think twice before sending you the money for you to get your hair done. he wont listen or care if you say no, either.

"miles, bae, why u sendin me 200?" "what else? so you can get your hair done, mami." "baby, you know damn well that's too much." "buy yourself some other stuff too, if you wanna, but that money yours now, i ain't takin it back." "you.. you do too much." "mhm, make sure to show me a pic of when you get it done, you heard?"

he's always your hype man, for sure.

i got a feeling he a major fan of faux locs or boho/godess braids, so if you got that on? he'll fold.

"dayum ma, that shit looks good." "i cant even lie, Aaliyah did real good on this. she sure was tryna make me go broke though.." "worth every cent, cuz you look fine as hell with them faux locs." "miles." "im just saying, mami, your hair, like.. lord have mercy." "miles!" "my fault, i ain't lying though."

when your hair’s all natural, he loves to watching you style your hair for school, events, etc.

one time you let him style your hair, and you couldn’t even lie, it actually looked pretty good.

“these edges.. how do y'all do this shit every day?” “miles, baby, it ain’t that hard. look, lemme show you.”

you had to show him a quick tiktok tut on how to do edges, took him 2 videos before he got it 😭

“see that? like a c shape, and swoop it.” “..like this?” “yeah! you gotta do that like, 4 more times though.” “ay, dios mio. (oh my God). Mama, i ain’t doing allat.”

and wash day? his absolute favorite.

(short drabble ahead!)

Good Days by SZA played from Miles' speaker, blasting in the background, the gentle splashes of the warm water from the shower onto your curls.

You relaxed, your head leaning back further into the bathtub, your lover grabbing your scalp massager and rubbing it into your scalp carefully, shampoo mixed in, the rest of your products on the end corner of your bathtub.

"Ma, you know you really needed this wash. Your hair was tangled as shit, like a lion or sum.” he says, laughing halfway through his sentence. You scoff at him jokingly, "Miles, when you have hair as long and thick as mine, you can violate my hair."

Miles protested, adding the conditioner to your hair, setting your scalp massager aside. "Baby, my hair is basically almost as long as yours."

"Yeah, almost." you spoke, putting your fingers up to his face in pinching motion, the gems on your acrylics just an inch close to touching his nose, a grin on your face. He backed up, pushing your hands out of his face, continuing your wash routine. "Princesa, lemme finish washing yo hair without your hands all up in my face."

About 3 and a half hours later, your hair was washed and in overnight twists with your bonnet on. You laid with Miles in your bed, legs on top of each others, tired.

"Y'know, you actually good at dealin' wit my hair." you spoke, giving Miles a kiss on his forehead. “When you got a mama like mine, you pretty much have to.” Miles chuckled, shaking his head. “You should let me do it more often.” You smiled in response.

He buried his head into the crook of your neck, slowly dozing off by the way you'd play with the silk of his durag. "I love you Miles."

He mumbled words once again into your neck, half asleep, but you knew what he said.

"I love you more, mi vida."

© all444miles 2023. do not plagerize, copy, or repost my work in any way shape or form, without my permission.

likes, reblogs, comments and asks are always appreciated !

[tomssexdoll]

hiii i am OBSESSED with your writings 😄! I saw you wanted requests so here you gooooo!! the reader is apart of the band and it’s during one of their concerts and the reader is singing and dancing “sexually” ( for example the Water by Tyla dance where she twerks and pours water on herself ) and either tom or bill ( YOU CHOOSE BAE ) get so turned on and it ends with smut ( it can be rough smut since they are jealous at everyone else seeing the reader dance this way ) I HOPE THIS MAKES SENSE ! have a wonderful day ! 💕

HIII tysmm <3 ur actually so kind 😭😭

Tease

PAIRINGS: Bill 2010 x Female reader CONTENT: SMUT + a bit of angst SYPNOSIS: Y/N is on stage, performing with the band, its her turn to sing and she does a sexual dance, Bill gets super turned on by this and also jealous since everyone was watching her do it. He wants her all to himself. After the concert he drags her backstage and locks her into one of the little office rooms and fucks her brains out!! A/N: ILY TYSM FOR THE REQ UR AN ANGEL WARNINGS: dom!bill, sub!reader, p in v (missionary), fingering, rough kissing, hair pulling

As Bill was singing Dogs Unleashed, my part was coming up. I had something prepared that would make him go CRAZY. I had seen him eyeing me for the past couple months, getting possessive and jealous when other guys approached me. But I played it off, we were just friends weren't we? I loved teasing him, seeing him get enraged when another guy even looked at me.

I started singing my part and dancing provocatively,"touch me, treat me, love me, feed me", touching my boobs, down to my waist and then to my ass "touch me, tease me, love me feed me" turning around and slowly getting low on the floor, swaying my hips as I did, my mini skirt hiking up a bit. (yk the shawty got low low low dance thing)

I looked over at Bill, his hard on visible from where I was and anger in his eyes. I could tell I was gonna get a mouth full after the concert.

We finished the concert and headed backstage, afte Bill changed out of his costume and into a regular outfit he grabbed my arm and dragged me into one of the empty offices, slamming the door shut behind him. "What the fuck is your problem Bill?" I groaned, my arm starting to hurt from his harsh grip.

"My problem?" he scoffed, "don't act stupid y/n, you knew what you were doing when you were doing that fucking dance" he pulled me closer, our noses barely touching.

"Why the fuck do you always have to tease me" he said, his voice low and threatening, I chuckled "teasing you? what?" acting dumb, he rolled his eyes "don't act fucking stupid, I see the looks you give me and the way you purposefully talk to guys to make me angry", "but we're just friends, aren't we Billy?" I narrowed my eyes at him.

His chest was heaving up and down, obviously angry and turned on at the same time. Unable to register everything he was feeling in the moment.

"Just chill out, I'll come back when you're not going to scream at me" I rolled my eyes, I was on my way to walk out the door but he grabbed me roughly and pinned me against the wall. "Don't fucking move." he said sternly, his voice threatening and dangerous. My eyes widened and my jaw dropped, he had never made a move this far before. It was always grabbed my waist or pulling me away, but this, this was new and I liked it.

"Okay.." I said quietly.

Without hesitation he smashed his lips into mine, grabbing the back of my head roughly, his movements passionate and desperate. I wrapped my arms around his neck, tugging at his hair slightly as his other free hand roamed my body.

"You wanna act like a fucking tease? Fine..but i'm not letting it slide" he muttered against my lips, lifting me up and laying us down on the couch, not breaking the kiss for even a second.

"I should do that dance every time we perform dogs unleashed shouldn't I, if it makes you this mad" I smirked, pulling away from the kiss. He only got more mad and tugged at my mini skirt, pulling it off with one swift motion, pressing his fingers against the wet patch on my panties. "Already wet huh? You get excited on making me this fucking angry?" he grabbed a fistfull of my hair, pulling on it as I moaned, nodding.

He chuckled menacingly and removed my panties, rubbing in between my folds and then shoving his 2 slender fingers into my pussy, causing me to gasp at the sudden intrusion. "Fuck!" I groaned as he pumped his fingers in and out, curling his fingers at my g spot.

"So fucking good! Holy fuck!" I moaned a bit too loudly, he pressed his lips onto mine again, "shut up.." he muttered lowly. I smirked against his lips and moaned into the kiss, giving him permission to slip his tongue in my mouth. Our tongues fought for dominance, his movements in my pussy only getting harder and faster.

"G'nna cum.." I squeaked, looking up at him. He grinned, going faster, curling his fingers harder. I whimpered softly, throwing my head back and cumming on his fingers, my legs twitching slightly as he pulled his fingers out.

He put his fingers to his mouth, licking all the slick that was on it. "mm.." he closed his eyes, obviously savouring the taste of my juices.

I reached over and unbuckled his belt, sliding his pants down. He helped by taking them off, leaving him in his boxers. My pussy ached for his cock, my clit swollen and needy.

He could tell, moving closer and rubbing his clothes erection against my clit, small moans leaving my mouth as I bit down onto his shoulder. "Just put it in me.." I grunted, thrusting my hips up.

"So desperate, are we?" he chuckled, continuing to tease me. I was getting frustrated and he knew it, continuing to tease me. I guess this was my punishment for being a teasing bitch for so long. I whimpered and tried to pull out his cock, instead of him complying and putting me out of my misery he slapped my hands away. "You don't just get to be a tease and get what you want, don't even fuckng try" he growled lowly, continuing to rub his erection against my pussy.

After 10 minutes of teasing me, my pussy was throbbing violently, I needed something, anything to put me out of my misery. This was literal torture.

I cried out "just fuck me already! I get it, I'm a tease!", he smirked "that's what I wanted to hear" he pulled his cock out and allinged himself with my entrance. Pushing in slowly, every inch agonizing.

"Fuck! Too much!" I whimpered, his cock too big for my hole. He grunted, trying to push more in "shut up! You wanted this, so you're getting it!" he finally bottomed himself out, retracting his cock before slamming it back in, starting off with a brutal pace.

He grabbed my legs and pulled me closer, pounding his cock into my pussy, hitting that gummy spot in me repeatedly. "Holy fuck!" I moaned, his hands moved to my top, taking it off and playing with my tits. I wrapped my legs around his waist, pulling him in closer.

He grazed his thumb against my nipples, teasing them. I cried out in pleasure as he started to suck my nipples, licking and biting them softly.

His pace became even harsher, abusing my hole. I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him in and kissing him roughly, slobbering all over each others mouthes.

His cock formed a buldge on top of my stomach, it slowly bobbed up and down as he thrusted in and out of me. He chuckled and pressed down on it, causing me to moan loudly, rolling my eyes back.

He did that a few more times before I smacked his arm "stop!" I rolled my eyes, he grinned and continued to ram his cock into me. A familiar knot started to form in my stomach, coiling down to my core.

"Fuck! I'm gonna cum!" I screamed out in pleasure, holding onto him tightly as I dug my nails into his back, cumming all over his length. He moaned loudly, feeling my pussy clench against his cock, releasing all of his thick cum into my pussy. He fell forward, collapsing onto me as we tried to regain our breaths.

After we put our clothes back on and went back outside everyones eyes widened at both of us. "Had a fun time in there?" Tom smirked, I rolled my eyes "shut up Tom" walking off to get something to drink, Bill trailing behind me.

E/N: I LOVE THIS, I THINK ITS MY BEST FIC YETTTT

[gingerjunhan]

hi bae it’s 👽 anon! could i perchance request a jungsu one shot where reader can’t sleep so they call jungsu and jungsu comes over and they can fall asleep with him there? basic request but i had a late night last night and it inspired me LOL

☆彡 hiii 👽anon! I will happily write something cute and fluffy about Jungsu! 🤭 I hope you enjoy it!

word count: 483 | pronouns used: none | genre: fluff, established relationship, neighbor!au | cws: stupid humor/banter, mentions of break-ins, not proofread, lmk if I missed something

Jungsu woke up to the feeling of his pillow vibrating. His phone had fallen next to his head after falling asleep watching some YouTube videos, so the aggressiveness of the vibrations startled him away with ease. With tired eyes, he could just vaguely make out that he was getting a call from his partner.

“Hello?” He grumbled into the phone, voice hoarse from exhaustion.

“Jungsu?” You ask softly.

“Hmm?” He grunts into the phone.

“I’m sorry to wake you, but I can’t sleep.”

Jungsu sits up in bed now, propping himself up on his elbow. “What’s wrong, sweetheart?”

“I heard a weird noise outside of my apartment door and now I’m freaking out…”

About a month ago, one of the apartments on the floor below you experienced a break-in, so you’ve been a little on edge ever since.

“Hey, it’s alright,” Jungsu’s tired voice spoke into the phone, his tone a little deeper than usual. “Do you want me to walk down the hall?”

Your heart fluttered at his gesture. “If you don’t mind,” you confirmed softly. Jungsu lived a few doors down from you on the other side of the hallway. You met after being stuck in your building's elevator last summer. Maybe you guys should move out soon…

“I’ll be there soon. Let me slide on some shoes and I’ll be on my way.” Without even waiting for an answer, Jungsu hung up the phone, leaving you alone in your dimly lit bedroom.

Moments later, a knock came to your door, and you quickly hopped out of bed to answer it.

Clad in some slippers and pajama pants, Jungsu stood outside your door with a soft, tired smile.

“I fought a band of crooks on my way here,” he joked softly. He liked to give you a hard time for worrying so much, but in reality you both knew he wanted you to feel safe.

“My hero,” you giggle sarcastically, letting him into your apartment. After shutting the door behind him, the two of you pad your way back to your bedroom, where Jungsu takes off his slippers and places them right next to yours.

“Alright,” he yawns after crawling under your covers, “Come to papa.”

You cringe at him. “Papa?” You scoff.

“Oh, so it’s funny when you say it, but not when I say it?” He teases.

“You're weird,” you laugh, joining him under the covers.

“I’m exhausted,” he yawns again. “I think I’m on the verge of becoming delirious.”

You giggle as you get comfortable in his embrace. “You’re also dramatic.” You roll your eyes and turn off the light on your bedside table. This time, it was your turn to yawn.

“Are you comfortable?” Jungsu asks softly, pulling you close to him.

You nod, “Very.”

“Good,” Jungsu mumbles softly. You feel him press a soft kiss to your hairline. “Good night, sweetheart.”

You yawn again. “Good night.”

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[franciswasteland]

Hiii!! I saw your requests were open and was wondering if you’d write an Apollo request? ^^?? There isn’t enough fanfiction for him and I’m like obsessed with him 💔💔💔

If you’re willing, I request an Apollo x Gn!Reader and you can do wtv, it can be Lester!Apollo or God!Apollo I don’t mind he’s very silly any way.

It’s fine if you’re not up for it :)!!! Thank you for reading this request ^^!! And thank you if you accept it!! Please have a nice day :3

God!Apollo X Gn!Reader

AN: oh my word guys first request i’m very YIPPIE!! it’s currently 6:15AM when i started writing this so i’m sorry if this is bad 🙏 Also sorry there isn’t a lot, i couldn’t think of anything😭

Warnings: slight cursing

omg??? you got with a GOD?? okayyyy i see youuuu

(assuming it’s mortal!reader,) he has definitely tried to bring you to Olympus once or twice 😭😭

when it didn’t work it turned into a little date in the lobby room of the Empire State building… soooo a win is a win

the god of poetry not writing anything about you??? impossible.

be prepared for your mail to be FLOODED with poems

folded up papers of haikus casually slid under your door

expect to have the quickest recovery time ever, he is the god of medicine after all 💁

since the gods can literally teleport, he appears behind you at the most inconvenient times

like when you’re getting ready in the morning, you turn around and he’s just there “🧍”

(he scared the shit out of you doing that)

(Seer!reader) probably tried to get you to become the new oracle at Camp Half-blood

(Non seering!reader) tbh… i think he wouldn’t tell you he’s a god IF he thinks it would impact you negatively

he’s trying to protect his bae!!!!

[moonliched]

Hey bae,

I have been rereading your fic and I am curious! The scene in 14th chapter where Sun untangles Meryn hair from pins, Mery falls asleep, when they wake up the boys are very startled and anxious about them hearing their converstation. If you are willing to tell, what were they talking about? I'm very curious about it! Also can't wait to see more of this amazing story I reread it every few months it's so good, every time I do I reefer why it is my number one favourite!

Love u

Kisses 🌸

hiii🫂💐 aaaaaaa, as a chronic re-reader of my own favourite fics, this is a beautiful compliment!!

this is one of the off-screen interactions that i left up to reader interpretation, so i never had formed a concrete decision on what Sun and Moon were talking about. there's a lot of different stuff that could fluster the mers if Meryn overheard them

ofc at one point they divided the hairpins between them, so in giving them back each could sneak a juuuust a smidge of skin contact with their favourite human :3

i had the vague idea that they could be talking about their burgeoning feelings for Meryn, how odd fate is to provide them a delightful companion after so long alone. or on darker note, Moon was holding Meryn's hand, so they could have been puzzling over the scars...

maybe they were talking about how cute Meryn is dozing in front of them. trusting, despite their wariness. how they look like a glimmering silvery fish when they flit about doing busy work in their pale Base-issued swimsuit. remarkably mermaid-like despite being human. or they could be coming up with a game plan on how to romance someone apparently blind to mermaid courting signals

or maybe that Meryn appeared like miracle just as the pain of isolation reached its peak, offering them novelty, entertainment, knowledge beyond the stars, delicious foods and restrained affection... and Sun and Moon take, take, take from them. maybe they should find a way to give back?

something like that :p

[chaepink]

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ Works in Progress! ❤ - 25

last updated: 11.29.23

- this only include requests I've received and not my own ideas - i can choose to write your request into a drabble instead of a full fic if i feel like i can't write it into a fic (or if you don't really specify)

disclaimer: i reserve the right to combine requests if they're similar

Haikyu!!

♡ tsukishima kei

bratty tsukishima w edging and overstim pls bae :)

Aha ay Can I request edging and overstimming Tsukki as punishment after a whole day of him being a brat? Maybe some dacryphilia if you're up for it Ty so much for your time! I love your work

♡ kenma kozume

Kenma as a part-time stripper? Or just a stripper please

♡ osamu miya & atsumu miya

Can I request one where we peg osamu in front of atsumu as punishment for being a brat, we just keep calling osamu a good boy while completely ignoring atsumu, and once we're done with osamu we pound the fuck out of atsumu 😫🙏

My Hero Academia

♡ midoriya izuku

Hey, Can you write for Midoriya with a mommy/Daddy Kink where Midoriya had a bad day and wants to be pampered

I AM BEGGING YOU TO WRITE ABOUT FEM!READER PUNISHING (SPANKING) A SENSITIVE AND SPOILED IZUKU MIDORIYA EVEN THO HES BEING THE GOODEST BOY AS ALWAYS

♡ iida tenya

can i have a iida being hit by sex pollen and reader helping him out please

request numero dos idk but iida with nipple piercings has me reeling. tbh the chance of him actually ever getting them is zero but he actually does and reader discovers them? hoo boy. Imagine he got them all for reader too

♡ dabi

hiii can i request a sugar baby!dabi x sugarmommy!reader were dabi weres the most sluttiest things every day just so people can compliment him and so that the reader punishes and fucks him everyday cause reader is possesive and is turned on by what he wears and dabi also trys to stick his ass almost everywere cause reader is an ass person

♡ shigaraki

hey I was wondering if you could write about sub tomura shigaraki whose a virgin and like being humiliated and degraded? Thanks&lt;3

Chainsaw Man

♡ aki

hi chae!! can i request a sub aki w bondage ? he'd look so good tied up ughngnng..,.,

♡ denji

can i request first time w denji??😊 he would be so pussy drunk n dumb n begging for more loorrrddd

Demon Slayer

♡ rengoku

hii so can you do a sub!rengoku x femdom!vampire reader one? details: y/n is having a bad day and rengoku wants to see whats up with her yk? and when hes finally sick of seeing her bottling all this anger up he wants her to take out her anger on him. Like he just offers her his neck with no hesitation yk? AAAA im down bad (pls include choking and her marking him as well)

Jujutsu Kaisen

♡ gojo satoru

If you're up for it, I have a request or a concept you're more than welcome to add on to or take away from! Please and thank you &lt;3 You know how Gojo thinks he's all that? He's rich, charming, and the greatest sorcerer. He should be worshiped and praised at all times for it, right? Basically, he's being annoying so you punish him by riding him and while acting tired and disinterested at the same time since he lives for attention and praise. It should totally eat him up the fact that you're not praising him for being a good boy, for making you feel good- paired with your lazy movements, pretty much edging him the whole time. You bet your ass he tears up when you fake yawn lmao

Bully reader with nerd virgin Gojo please

ALRIGHTALRIGHTALRIGHT- Can I request making Gojo keep a remote vibrator up his ass for a day. Like you'll go to meetings and missions with him while fuckin around with the remote kicking up the intensity to make him squirm and hold back moans.

Sub bully gojo like he was planning on fucking and bullying reader when the opposite went way? Like reader had enough of his bullshit and makes him cry and overstimulates him?

Can i request sub yandere Gojo hcs , him as a boyfriend

♡ sukuna

Request for fem!reader × sukuna. I'm sick of these fanfictions where a character humiliates, insults, changes and the reader accepts it with adoration. Why not put bully!sukuna in its place? It can be a Sukuna king or a Sukuna at school. Facesitting, strangulation or a strap that will make a Sukuna regret

♡ geto suguru

Hi! I'd like to request for something with Geto Suguru and dumbification please. How about a scenario where gn!reader (with yandere undertones if you're okay with that) gets jealous when Geto was just being too nice with someone else, and takes him home to fuck him roughly until he's drooling all over himself. <3 Thank you if you do this!

♡ megumi

Coyld u pls write megumi with dom and mean reader with mommy kink. Then the reader's overstimulating him till he cry or smthng. (Then there's a fluff in the end?)😭 LIKE PLLSSS

♡ toji

Hi I was the anon who asked about requests- may I request Toji being a brat so you edge him And if you're up for it some knifeplay too with his own cursed dagger Tysm in advance and I love your writing!!

♡ yandere

Could you write sub!yandere/dom!reader where the reader doesn't actually feel sexual attraction but likes to watch their reactions to things like overstim, edging, object insertion, toys, etc?

BABE ILY AND YOUR WORK PLS PLS CAN YOU MAKE MASC!DOM READER WITH A HAREM OF HEAD OVER HEELS YANDERE BOYS!! reader is teasing, cheeky, taunting, etc, yk the personality like a fox? Yeah! And reader is a experimentalist master who is a really addictive sadist? -love you♡♪

Just another brat Yandere w strict gn/m!dom🤭 look straps are very versatile too you know sizes…

[pomplalamoose]

Hey bae 🙏 do you think we could get something about turning sith!luke to the light side?💗

Hiii dear anon, thank you for your ask🩵

It's been a while since I received one and I'm sooo excited, especially since I get to talk about Sith!Luke, my beloved

I wasn't sure what exactly you wanted but I hope you like this discussion of possible scenarios anyways <33

• when it comes to turning Sith Luke back to the light, I think it really depends how and why he choose the dark side in the first place and what interpretation of him we're talking about

• if, for example, he turned during the original trilogy, you'd have to approach him differently than it would be the case if he grew up raised by Vader

• while his struggle to remain on the right path for himself and the galaxy is often highlighted in the movies and books, trilogy Luke never strays too far away from what Obi-Wan and Yoda taught him

• he certainly has his darker moments in which he considers everything he loves lost, but ultimately, even then, he'd rather sacrifice himself for the greater good than reach for the power Vader, and later the Emperor, offer him

• "Never. I'll never turn to the dark side"

• "Soon I'll be dead and you with me"

• so should he fall or, for whatever reason, deliberately make the decision to join the dark side, I see two possible ways in which this could turn out, his stubbornness and wish for justice and equity being one of the more important factors

• 1) he's convinced it's for the best and in favor of many

• it's hard to resist a seemingly easy solution in times of crisis, especially if it's offered in a tempting way and Luke is by no means unreceptive to manipulation

• however I do believe he'd realize his misconception rather quickly and so the most prominent thing keeping him from pursuing the light again wouldn't be his ignorance but his deep shame

• because of the weight he carries he's very hard on himself and no less so as a Sith

• consumed by the dark side he'd probably be less focused on improvement but on self doubt and hatred instead

• he may even go as far as to remain in this situation willingly as a way to punish himself

• not only would he think himself deserving of being miserable but also think it's for the better if he never comes near his loved ones again, afraid to hurt them

• here his stubbornness hurts him decidedly more than others because obviously there's still good inside of him, he just isn't allowing it to be there in favor of another misconception and self doubt

• ("I don't deserve to be around my family after what I did.", "Because what if I'm truly evil and don't know it?", "What if they fall victim to one of my mistakes and get hurt?")

• in this case it'd definitely be possible to make him see reason

• Luke is able to and eager to learn from the past, as well as adapt to a new point of view

• if he can believe it's for the best to join the dark side, he can believe the opposite once more

• it may need patience and coaxing, much affection, assurance and insistence but through your love (romantically as well as platonically) he'd be able to find himself again

• 2) his opinion of the galaxies political situation changes to such an extent that he's convinced his fall to the dark side is genuinely important in order to implement a just system

• I will be honest, I have no idea how that would even happen but let's stick with the idea anyways because we're taking about Sith!Luke here

• (maybe he was brainwashed???)

• in this scenario I imagine it to be rather difficult to make him reconsider

• not only is he now convinced of what he's doing is inherently good but also of the fact that the people not sharing his opinion have some devious plans to make those he's so set to protect suffer

• Luke firmly stands by what he believes in and while that is a wonderful attribute to have it's rather problematic when it's used for harm

• that man is ready to fight for his convictions and I see him defending them in a way similar to how he resisted the dark side in RotJ

• he's still Luke though and not stupid, I belive it still possible to reason with him especially if you're someone he admires or otherwise holds dear

• in order to get him to listen to you though you'll need time and patience to get under his skin

• now let's take a quick look at the interpretatiom of the Sith!Luke I write about

• to some extent he's still the same person as trilogy Luke but while they share certain traits, they turned out like opposites due to the circumstances they were exposed to during their lifes

• basically my Sith!Luke is a "What if Luke and Leia were raised with the dark side by Darth Vader"-version in which he grows up in a galaxy after the Empire defeated the Alliance and thus doesn't know anything about Jedi since they just,,,don't exist anymore

•(granted, this is a rather dark AU but I saw no other way in which Luke would act like he does in my fics, without any hope of him changing his ways)

• (there are of course works that discuss a different outcome, exploring Luke turning to the light side despite being raised as Sith, so it is of course a possibility if that's what he's set up to do)

• (I, however, like to center my Sith!Luke around the idea of just that being unthinkable since it's so far fetched and ooc for a person so full of light and good)

• (please keep that in mind when continuing to read, xx)

• this too is the only case in which I think it wouldn't be possible to turn him to the light side because the concept in itself is a foreign and outdated one

• it does exist, yes, and Luke is aware of it too, after all he's well studied and educated, has to be if he is to be the successor of his father

• but it is nothing that seems worth looking into further since the classical "fight" between good and bad is a thing of the past

• because while Luke may not agree with every political stance his family takes he knows he'll be the Emperor sooner than later, able to make changes as he likes

• in this regard, depending on the role you take on in his life, you might be able to slightly influence his decisions and/or his treatment of a certain group of people

• if you're important enough to him he'll listen to what you have to say, though he won't necessarily implement it into the system

• you are well advised to approach such attempts carefully though since you don't want him to suspect you of disregarding his status and position

• or, even worse, want to alienate him from his family and loved ones

• because no matter the universe, Luke would move worlds for those he cares for and accordingly (mainly Sith!Luke) grows easily suspicious when someone so much as questions their behavior, motives, etc. or insinuates to be against them