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plutolovesyou · 7 months

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doing ellie's makeup? I FEEL LIKE THAT'D BE SO CUTE TY

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☆:this is adorable omg i <3 fluff. disclaimer: i know absolutely nothing about makeup lol but had fun writing thiss. also fuck ACCIDENTALLY POSTED THIS A LOT EARLIER THAN I MEANT TO. i wanna take this down to edit it some more, embellish it..but don't wish to lose the ask....tumblr lemme private crap when i've misclicked pls. no warnings, just fluff. except not proofread whoops.

doing ellie’s makeup.

a package had just arrived in the mail. you had previously ordered some new products, and were overjoyed about your purchases! needed to try them out, so you got an idea. she wasn't doing anything important right now….surely your artist girlfriend wouldn't mind being the canvas for a change?

“ellie, can I do your makeup??”

you sat down next to her sprawled out form on the couch, scrolling on her phone mindlessly as she shifted to the side to make space for you. she furrowed her eyebrows and didn't look up from her scrolling to murmur, “mmmmm…sure, why not.” you almost jumped for joy, she was going to look so pretty. ellie almost regretted allowing this, but seeing how happy you looked made her melt immediately. “okay wait here.” you went to gather your basket of products, so excited. she put her phone away and waited patiently for you to return. you returned and sat beside her, but that positioning wasn't allowing you to see properly. “lemme sit on you.” she continued laying down and you got on top of her to straddle her waist, laughing at her facial expressions. she wiggled her eyebrows and held onto your hips, thumbs making little circles, “i'm enjoying this.” she said, making your cheeks heat up the smallest touch. you lightly slapped her hands away, “oh shut up, i can't do this well if i'm not like, 3 inches from your face.” “alright, alright princess,” she said through a chuckle, dropping her arms by her sides. still smirking, proud of her jokes. “put this on.” you hand her a ridiculous looking headband, a pink one with a huge bow in the front, to put on to get her soft auburn hair out of her face, and she shoots you a look, but complies anyway. mischievously rubbing your hands together, you search for the base products to apply first. she watches curiously as you set up all the brushes and sponges to give her the makeover of a lifetime. you select one and show it to her, “i'll do this one, its light coverage because i don't wanna cover your freckles. i love them too much to do that.” she nods along, absorbing the information, her cheeks turning a light pink at the compliment. as you apply all the products to her face, she seems so relaxed. you’d honestly expected her to not be a fan, but it was lovely to see her closing her eyes, and just letting you paint her however you so pleased. it was a win/win situation, a sweet moment for both.

you went through most of the routine, and it was time for eye products. making sure to emphasize your point, “okay, stay veeeeery still.” she seemed so at peace, and nodded to say she heard you. you got closer to her, eyeliner pen in hand and as soon as you made contact with her delicate eyelid, her eye started twitching and she burst into giggles. “hey, that tickles.” “ellie stay still, i’ll poke your eye out, cmon, i’m almost done.” “i’m tryin baby.” steadying your drawing hand, and steadying her by holding onto her cheek, slowly but surely you do her eyeliner. it’s uneven and a little wonky because she couldn’t be as still as needed, but charming, if you do say so yourself. and the final step, you pick out your sparkliest lip gloss. as you were applying the finishing touches, she was watching your focus intently, watching your movements so intimately. “there, done.” you finish and lean away from her, inspecting your work. she almost looked like a different person, but the way you’d done it accentuated her features perfectly, and made her green eyes just pop. she looked stellar. lips plump and sparkly, cheeks wonderfully rosy, like a doll. you squealed, “you look so good!!” she batted her mascara covered eyelashes as she sat up closer to you, who’s still on her lap, and pressed a messy kiss to your lips, smearing her gloss everywhere. “ellieeee, wait i gotta fix it.” you fix her lips, holding onto her chin as you do so, and get up so she can visit a mirror to take a look. she gasped, “oh wow.” you watched as she posed and inspected her makeover in front of the mirror, fascinated. “wow, i don’t look like myself….but i kinda love it." she throws a toothy grin your way. “i’m glad, thanks for letting me els.” she kept inspecting and looking at herself, “y’know, the more i look at this the more i like it. you can practice on me more often if you want.” this made you so happy, she looks great as ever with whatever she decides to do with her appearance, and it was so much fun to do this for her.

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ventismacchiato · 1 year

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42 behind the lens — curtain call !

epilogue

scaramouche x gender neutral reader

It’s at the times between recording scenes where you really get a glimpse at your lover.

His sweat stained hair and tear stained cheeks from a rather intense scene never get old. You were feeling rather fond as he made his way over to you, falling into your director’s chair and heaving a heavy breath. The only one other than you allowed to sit in it.

For a mere moment, you both simply look at each other. You guys were on break so a few conversation topics come to mind, it wasn’t often you guys got to speak as lovers rather than coworkers during work. And while they’re all things you’d like to talk to Scaramouche about, you realize you don’t need to force conversation with him.

There’s a hue of weariness that shows in Scara’s eyes, but you can tell that he’s happy. He’s doing what he’s been striving to do for all his years at university, so of course he is.

You search his dark eyes for his thoughts, too. When your eyes meet Scara’s he let’s out a tired smile.

“I missed you,” he easily says. The words come out easier than they would’ve years ago.

Your heart skips a beat, even years later.

“How? We’ve been working together all day,” you say.

“Do I need a reason to miss the person I love?” Scara scoffs, looking away from you to study the script he brought with him.

It isn’t the first time Scaramouche had told you that he loves you, but it’s never stopped holding the same weight it did the first time he’d ever said it.

It’s a rare type of love. The kind that exists so rarely for people in this industry and that lead lives similar to your guys’.

His loves makes you feel alive everyday. And Scara should know it, you should tell him more often—even if it’s rather dramatic for midday on set for their most recent project. It’s something you’d bring up at night that you two could laugh about in bed. Even if it catches Scara off guard.

But Scaramouche’s love caught you off guard, too, and every second you got the privilege to spend with him was a gift.

And as you stare at him, fiddling with the sleeves of his costume and eyebrows scrunched as he mouths his lines, you couldn’t help but feel your heart grow heavy.

“I suppose you don’t,” you reply, a minute too late, but Scara still chuckles at your response as he tosses the script aside.

“What? You’re not going to say it back?” he teases, “And I thought I was the emotionally constipated one.”

“Oh, fuck off,” you mutter, hitting him on the shoulder, “I love you, too. I guess.”

“Archons, you’re worse than me.”

“No, you were much worse when we were younger!”

“It was hot and mysterious when I did it.”

“Uh huh, just go back to set I’m sick of you.”

“Weird way to say you agree but okay.”

“Go!”

୨⎯ THE END ⎯୧

behind the lens !

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author’s notes — and that’s a wrap folks! hope the ending wasn’t awkward i just wanted it to be short and sweet. anyway, thank u to everyone who read and kept up with this fic, means a lot to me that this blew up as it was smth i wrote for myself. if ur rereading this or are a reader in the future ty to you too! i appreciate the silent readers, anons, and ppl who left me sm cute comments and reblogs. u guys made writing it more fun and easier to ignore the not so nice ppl. i cant reply to everyone but just know i do read every ask and comment i get! i do hope to see u guys in my notifs in the future even if i don’t write for genshin anymore, but if not then i’m glad you gave my writing a chance <3 have a great day/night byebye

synopsis — you, better known as STARDUST, and BALLADEER have always been in competition for the top streamer spot on twitch, which is especially impressive since the two of you have never shown your faces. you’ve never been on good terms, constantly one-upping each other in matches and getting into petty arguments on twitter, causing your fans to also dislike each other. that’s until BALLADEER does a face reveal that breaks the internet with his good looks…which makes you realize it’s the same guy you went on a date with last night. the type of date that made you crave to see him again. the only problem was he didn’t know you were STARDUST and he was way different behind the lens than he portrayed himself online to you. should you keep your identity a secret to salvage the relationship or just let him go?

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fhangtom · 4 months

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You know what would be amazing? You doing the NSFW alphabet with Dan 👉🏻👈🏻 just... just a thought

good morning luv ! or night depending on when i post this ?? i had sm fun writing this & i hope u enjoy < 3 ty for requesting !! i would definitely love to do another one of these if asked

dan phantom nsfw alphabet

( gn!reader , 18 + only & minors dni ! )

☠︎︎ cw : mentions of penetrative sex , oral , size kink , etc . not proofread

a = aftercare ( what they’re like after sex )

he's so clingy after sex — like a big , needy cat . dan will drape himself over you & pull you impossibly close so he can nuzzle into your chest or shoulder . honestly , he'd like to stay this forever , but when he notices you trying to wringle from under his grasp , he pouts . he'll insist on getting everything you need because " you'll take forever to get back " , very begrudgingly leaving your side to fetch you water or a towel , or whatever else you may want at the time . whatever will keep you to laying down so he can dote on you while you recover .

b = body part ( their favorite body part of theirs & their partner’s )

dan loves all of you unconditionally , however his favorite part of your body is your hands . he's obsessed with how they feel on any part of him , whether sexually or not . despite his confident front , dan's not wholly convinced he's deserving of any affection , much less from you , so he cherishes every moment of your contact . your ass is a close – VERY close second though .

his favorite part of his own body are his arms . he's quite proud of them , especially when he realizes how much you like them .

c = cum ( anything to do with cum , basically )

y'all think they call ghost jizz ectosperm ??

anyways , his cum's more on the milky side , all sticky & slippery . it's warm & tastes mildly bitter ; not in the sense that it has you gagging , more like it doesn't really have a taste besides a salty aftertaste . certified breeder , so he cums a pretty generous amount , typically in a longs spurts . do y'all think it would be green ?

in theory , dan prefers a quick & easy clean up . this contradicts heavily with the fact that he is very into marking his territory ; cumming all over your stomach or lower back is typically his go to so he can admire how you look covered in his mess . even if you're sucking him off , he spites you by pulling out to finish on your face & snicker at the shocked expression you give him .

d = dirty secret ( pretty self explanatory , a dirty secret of theirs )

before the two of you got together , dan may have stalked you . just a little bit . he knows it's wrong morally , but he was just so infatuated he couldn't help but shadow you .

he will never disclose this information willingly .

e = experience ( how experienced are they ? do they know what they’re doing ? )

surprisingly , not very experienced . not a lot of people are dying to drop their pants for a large scary , ghost man .

f = favorite position ( this goes without saying )

i said mating press in a previous post but i'm retconning that . reverse cowgirl/boy , without a doubt . he's got his hands alternating between your hips & your ass while you ride him , mumbling nonsense about how good you look when you're bouncing on his cock like this . his favorite part is when your knees get too weak to keep you up because that means he gets to take over & pound up into you like his own personal toy . by the time you're done , your waist & below are usually covered in faint marks resembling his hands , or a few scratches from his claws .

g = goofy ( are they more serious in the moment ? are they humorous ? )

dan is more serious during sex . he tends to tease during the act , yes , still he's ultimately focused on pleasing you .

h = hair ( how well groomed are they ? does the carpet match the drapes ? etc. )

not hairless like a fucking sphynx , however you can tell he atleast tries to keep the grass from growing wild . he wouldn't care enough to do the whole shaving thing since dan's not really a hairy man anyways , so he mostly does a small amount of upkeep like trimming . he keeps a tuff of silver hair that leads up to the YUMMIEST happy trail .

i = intimacy ( how are they during the moment ? the romantic aspect )

dan has some attachment issues , so intimacy is very important to him . initially he'd be a bit hesitant in being more affectionate , but the longer you're together dan is a lot less reserved with his tenderness . he likes having you as close as possible all the time , wrapped up in his arms & mumbling all sorts of sweet nothings into your skin . he really likes when you maintain eye contact with him while he's fucking you , & you can practically feel his whole body tense with pleasure knowing you're coming undone because of him .

j = jack off ( masturbation headcanon )

honestly , he doesn't masturbate very often – just because what's the point ? dan's a jobless bum , okay ! if he's not fighting ghosts , he's with you a good portion of his day so if he ever gets horny there isn't really a reason to touch himself . maybe once or twice a month .

k = kink ( one or more of their kinks )

SIZE KINK .

watching you struggle to take his cock rubs his inner sadist all the right ways . while he never intends or seeks to cause you any pain , dan can't deny how crazy it drives him that you always seem so tight no matter how much he preps you beforehand . he loves how your moans border on whines when he first pushes into you , the small squeezes of your walls making him shudder as he tries to exercise his self restraint . & the little sigh of relief he hears you puff out once he's finally bottomed out in you is so cute , dan always has to praise you so you know you're doing so good for him .

l = location ( favorite places to do the do )

anywhere you'll let him 😩

m = motivation ( what turns them on , gets them going )

call him obsessed , dan has you on his mind all day , 24 / 7 , 365 . you really don't have to try too hard to get him in the mood .

n = no ( something they wouldn’t do , turn offs )

no mommy or daddy kinks .. i feel like he'd just find it distasteful .

& no threesomes . he hates sharing .

o = oral ( preference in giving or receiving , skill , etc. )

giving > receiving

he could stay between your thighs for days . dan gives you no chance to escape him either , claws just shy of breaking your skin from how tight his grip on you is . he's at his most comfortable situated between your legs with your hands tangled in his hair as he's taking care of you with his mouth & getting drunk on your taste . dan's as skillfull as he is messy .

p = pace ( are they fast & rough ? slow & sensual ? etc. )

pace wise , dan is very versatile . it wholly depends on the mood you two set & what you want overall . he goes slow & deep when he's making love to you , or gets rough & a bit sloppy when he's feeling needy for you . but dan can also flip like a switch mid - fuck & decide to change his pace whenever . it's so satisfying to him when you gasp in confusion when he switches from fucking you all sweet & sensual to fast & wild .

q = quickie ( their opinions on quickies , how often , etc. )

dan's always down for a quickie 100 % . does he prefer or seek them out ? not really . if he can help it , dan would rather take his time with you because he hates being rushed , but he's always an expert at making you fall apart regardless of the timeline .

r = risk ( are they game to experiment ? do they take risks ? etc. )

as long as you're both consenting , dan is down for anything . he's definitely game for different kinks , positions , & toys . some of his ' risky ideas ' are borderline bizarre , though ...

s = stamina ( how many rounds can they go for ? how long do they last ? )

you will tap out first every single time , i'm sorry . his recovery period is like a solid minute , maybe two minutes on a bad day ?

t = toys ( do they own toys ? do they use them ? on a partner or themselves ? )

while he won't suggest it first , if you bring up wanting to incorporate toys in the bedroom , dan would happily indulge you . he'd prefer to use them on you , but with enough persuasion you can get him to let you try a couple on him . lowkey would get jealous if you're liking the toy too much .

u = unfair ( how much they like to tease )

preps you for - fucking - ever .

& not because he's worried about not fitting or hurting you , but because dan likes when you get impatient for him to do more than just work you open with his fingers . if you're not squirming & grinding into his hand , he's not convinced you want him bad enough & will keep it up until you're begging him for his dick .

v = volume ( how loud they are , what sounds they make , etc. )

dan leans a bit more towards the quieter side during sex . not silent , just lots of groans & panting in time with his thrusts , accompanied by dirty talk in between . seriously , dan will utter some of the nastiest shit you've ever heard — which , in context , is so hot . however , when you two are done & you ponder on the sex you just had , your face burns with embarrassment . he's so shameless .

w = wild card ( a random headcanon for the character )

pls play with his ears .

they're his most sensitive spot ! nip at the tip , stroke along the shell of his ear , breathe against it just right while he's fucking you & dan becomes a groaning mess , losing his rhythm in favor needily rutting into you . he'll try to hide against your neck & whine for you to stop because the stimulation becomes way too much , way too fast & he's worried he'll cum too quickly if you keep going .

x = x-ray ( let’s see what’s going on under those clothes )

dan's length is literally perfect ; a little over 6.5 inches , but his girth is probably the real star of the show . he's thick so everytime he bottoms out , it knocks the breath right out of your lungs .

y = yearning ( how high is their sex drive ? )

his sex drive is a very cool medium .

he loves sex , yes , but that doesn’t mean he searches for it specifically . dan can enjoy a domestic & loving moment without trying to jump you out your pants , however there's a part of him that is always ready for you if you're ready for him .

z = zzz ( how quickly they fall asleep afterwards )

dan doesn't typically fall asleep after sex ; he lets you just curl up at his side & waits until you inevitably pass out . it's kind of creepy how he just .. watches you sleep sometimes , but what else is he supposed to do ? there has been a couple times you woke up to beady red eyes staring you down & scaring the shit out of you .

#👻 from fhangtom #dan phantom x reader #dan phantom x reader smut #dark danny x reader smut #dark danny x reader #danny phantom x reader

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babyaiker · 2 months

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It’s 3:30am but I have another rant idea. As a writer myself, when I go into fiction I tend to ask why a lot. Like, what importance does this scene have, why did this event happen and how did it affect the characters. Writing isn’t real life, and every event HAS purpose, and that to me is fun to analyze ^^

So anyway

Overthinking the purpose of the different character deaths in Red Dead Redemption 2

I know I’ve talked about spoilers a fair bit without warning, but I’m not holding any punches, so

SPOILER WARNING!!

Get ready for a long rant folks, and apologies for any spelling errors I missed,

First and foremost, rdr2 is a prequel. But more importantly, rdr2 is a prequel that depicts the explicit fall of the Van Der Linde Gang. Every death serves to cement that fact, as the game strategically will take out certain characters to both break down the gang’s stability, and the players emotions.

The first thing the game does to permanently shift the tone is to kill the comic relief characters. Both Sean and Kieran, while both complex in their own rights, serve specific, almost “gimmicky” roles in the gang (funny Irishman and whipping boy). These more comical purposes unfortunately don’t fit the game’s tone in the later chapters. And while I could go on about how interesting it would have been to see these two characters dramatically change over the course of the later chapters, their deaths are what the writers used to establish the beginning of the end.

The next duo the writing team had to take out of course had to be the smart, leveled headed characters, back to back no less. While Sean and Kieran’s deaths served to change the tone for the player, Hosea and Lenny’s deaths are what changed the tone for the gang. There’s a reason the fandom jokes that if Hosea had lived, he wouldn’t have let what happened happen. Both of these characters in their own right served as important emotional pillars for the gang, especially Dutch and Arthur. They were both rational and incredibly resourceful, two traits that made them a liability to the destined fate of the gang.

Hosea’s death also now introduces us to the section where a lot of characters die because they narratively HAVE TO. Like I said, rdr2 is a prequel, and you don’t want any loose ends popping up in rdr1 cause a character was introduced and not properly wrapped up. Lenny Kieran and Sean, while had their own purposes behind their deaths, didn’t have to die BECAUSE the story was a prequel. It’s easy to rationalize that if they had lived, their lives wouldn’t have affected the plot of rdr1. Hosea however, due to his personal connection to Dutch, HAD to die. He would have absolutely been brought up in rdr1 had he survived, as he was that important to Dutch and the gang.

That goes the same for Molly and Grimshaw. Both of these characters in my opinion would have been loose ends in the first game had they survived. Their deaths did serve other purposes though,

Molly for one served as both the gang and the audience’s sign that things were never going to be ok again. She’s the first death to happen within camp by the hands of another camp member, foreshadowing at its finest.

As for Grimshaw, standing as the last gang member in camp to stand by Arthur and John, had her fate sealed the moment she lifted her gun. By now the tone and the stakes were set, everything was falling apart, and nothing can save it. Grimshaw’s death doesn’t serve to set a tone or change anything for the characters, she’s just a victim of the gang’s fall, getting shot like a dog as reward for her years of loyalty.

And of course, we now get to Arthur,

For those who played the first game, it’s safe to imagine that when going into the next game, there’s a lingering feeling that Arthur isn’t going to make it out of this. The pinnacle of rdr2 tying its loose ends if you will.

And yet you bond with Arthur. You experience the world with him, meet new people with him, you bond with the gang and your family with him. You bathe him, you feed him, you make sure he’s rested, you make him do chores, you do little errands for others with him. You watch him grow scared and doubtful, you watch his eyes grow red, his skin go pale, his cough worsen. And because of the nature of a prequel, you know this can only end one way.

Sure, maybe the writers could write him out quietly, make it so that John would have no reason to ever mention his brother. But untouched grief works well too to keep a man quiet about his loved ones.

Despite everything, despite most players knowing Arthur doesn’t get to stick around, to live a long life, to get out of this ok, we still fall in love with him, and become completely undone at the end of the game.

And Micah’s death in the epilogue, of course, just feels good. It ties up a loose end for the first game, and it gives the player all the freedom in the world to pump his ass full of lead. It’s your reward for 40 hours of cowgirl simulator hell.

And also shout out to Strauss for not ratting despite getting kicked out and tortured, secret og right there,,

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Alright it’s now 5am as I finished writing this, but I have 3 more deaths I wanna quickly comment on. Davey, Jenny, and Mac, right?

Due to how sparely these three are mention outside of how they mildly affected other characters, I view their deaths as essentially worldbuilding. Characters WILL die in unfortunate and unfair ways, especially if it involves the Pinkertons. Characters don’t always get to go out with a bang, you are not immune to succumbing to the elements in this game, nor are you immune to the consequences of your actions.

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But of course, you can write a story however you want. I can see myself being easily convinced that any of these deaths weren’t required, as it’s all really just up to how well you can write it. I wholeheartedly think that the story could’ve been benefited by the presence of Sean and or Kieran for one. Whether it be watching Sean breakdown over the stress of the gang falling apart, or watching Kieran finally become a trusted member of the gang and break out of his shell more. And hell, I think there’s something interesting in the idea that Hosea survives, but is unable to help quell Dutch’s paranoia anymore.

There’s room to argue that each death wasn’t required, but in the end, they did die, and there were good reasons behind it. Yes, even as a fan who regularly forgets Kieran died due to the amount of “he lived” AU’s bouncing around in their head, his death was cool as fuck, and both thematically and narratively made sense. It’s beautifully tragic and deeply depressing, and the religious themes only make it that more interesting. Saw him pop up in a Twitter thread of “most graphic video game deaths” and felt genuine pride-

#get ready for my longest rant yet folks #oh god I can see the sun through my certain my sleep schedule is fucked yall #rdr2 #red dead redemption 2 #red dead redemption two #rdr2 rant #arthur morgan #dutch van der linde #john marston #hosea matthews #lenny summers #kieran duffy #sean macguire #micah bell #molly o'shea #susan grimshaw #leopold strauss

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nom-nommmm1 · 4 months

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Hi!!! I really like your writing!

I just wanted to throw this idea out there of fem!y/n and dead going to a fair or something. They are having fun together and maybe it leads into smut? Eh just wanted to throw that out there. Thanks!

FAIR - PELLE/DEAD

Masterlist + taglist !!

Ty anon for the request, I had a little scare for a sec bc I thought I deleted your request 😭 but anyways thank you for your support. It means a lot to me that you enjoy what I write <3

Content warning !!: sweet!pelle x fem!reader, unprotected p in v, car sex, friends to lovers

the doorbell rang. I get up off the couch, grabbing my phone. I open the door coming face to face with Pelle. “Hey Pelle whats u-“ I ask before he cuts me off. “Hey y/n, me, euro and the guys wanted to know if you’d go to the fair with us” he says quickly, a pinky blush forming on his face. “Oh yea sure…can I get dressed?” I ask, pointing to my silky pajamas. Pelle looks at my pajama’s and then back at me, his blush deepening. “Oh! Yes- I’m so sorry!” He chuckles, closing the door.

“We’ll be waiting outside for you!” He yells before walking back to his car. I chuckle walking back to my room, picking out my outfit. I walk down the stairs, getting my purse next to the front door as euro honks the horn, irritated. “I’m coming!” I holler to him as I lock the door, making my way to their car. I step up to their car window trying to open the door but it’s locked. Euro rolls down the window. “Ah-ah, you’re riding with Pelle, we got too many people in this car” he says pointing to Pelles car.

Pelle slouches in his seat, his blush a bright pink. I sigh walking to his car. Why does this kid not like me? I reach the passenger seat window, opening the door and taking a seat. “So what music you got in here?” I ask looking at his CDs piled on his center console. “Oh..just some random stuff, you can pick what we listen to on our way” he says handing me the CDs. “Awesome” I smile, taking a cd, putting it into the player. The corners of Pelles lips curl as he puts the car in drive.

Euronymous takes the lead in driving to the fair, we follow him closely. “Good choice” Pelle says turning the radio up a tad. ”Thanks” I say looking at him for a moment without him noticing, taking in his big brown eyes. I smile leaning back in my seat. The AC blasts, I shiver. “You cold?” Pelle asks glancing every now and then. “Yea, could you turn the air down a touch?” I ask holding myself. “Totally” he says turning the air down. “Thank you” I say. Pelle nods, keeping his eyes on the road.

We pull up to the fair, trying to find a place to park. Both cars park next to each other. Pelle and I get out, going to the others. “So what should we do first?” Faust asks looking around the place. Everyone shrugs their shoulders but Euro sees a ride he wants to go on. “What about the tornado?” He asks looking to the group. No one objects. Oh fuck. Euro looks around on last time. “Alright let’s go” he says heading straight to the ride to try and be the first on.

We all get on the ride, I hold onto the handle bars tightly, scared of falling. I ride starts up, spinning slowly, but it speeds up gradually. After about five minutes we are up in the air spinning. “Holy fuck!” I scream still holding onto the bars while everyone else has their hand up in the air, laughing at my fear. The ride slows down, going to the ground. The workers unbuckle us and I make a run to the exit, still dizzy.

“Never again” I say panting as everyone else is still laughing. “So who’s gonna stay with y/n if they’re not going on rides?” Hellhamer asked. Pelle raised his hand. “I’d be fine to do it, I’m not too interested in riding rides anyways” he said grabbing my arm gently. “Cmon let’s go sit down” he said leading me to a bench. We both sat on opposite sides of the bench, looking around the fair in silence for a moment or two.

“Are you sure you didn’t want to hang out with them? You totally can if you want to, I can just Uber home” I said quickly but Pelle just chuckled. “You worry too much, I would never leave you here alone, I can ride rides next time. Don’t worry” he smiled, making eye contact with me. I blushed, nodding. Music from the game stands started to get louder and I couldn’t help but look. Pelle noticed me looking at one particular game stand and spoke up.

“You wanna check out some of their games?” He asked taking me out of my trance. “Sure!” I exclaim excitedly, taking Pelles hand and practically running to a stand. Pelle blushed, rubbing the soft skin of my knuckle before I let go. After a few tries of one game I won a my melody plush and a beach ball. Pelle leads me to another stand where he wins a huge teddy bear. I chuckle looking at the big bear in his arms.

He struggles to carry the bear as he takes his hand in mine. “You wanna take this stuff to the car?” He asks out of breath from keeping the bear up. “For sure” I laugh as we walk to the car. We make it to the car, popping the trunk and stuffing the plushies. We are breathless from tussling with the huge bear, Pelle opens the front doors, we both sit. “God I’ve never seen fairs give out this big of bears” he says still painting. “I know right” I say laughing.

We both take a minute to catch our breath before Pelle says something. “Did you have fun?” He asks looking to me. “I had I a lot of fun with you Pelle” I say, Pelles lips curl into a big smile as he hears that. “I’m glad” he says inching a little closer to me. I follow his lead, scooting in closer to him. Pelle looks into my eyes, his dilate as he puts his hands on my jaw. “You want to do this?” He asks, his thumb rubbing my lip.

I nod, leaning into Pelles lips, kissing him. Pelle kisses me back roughly, bitting my lips any chance he gets. He groans pulling away from me. I look at him confused until he climbs into the back seat. I smirk. He grabs my face again, kissing me roughly. With his other hand he scoops me up and puts me in his lap in the back seat. I groan into his lips, feeling the tent in his pants right on my leg.

Pelle moves his hands down to my ass, grabbing and squeezing wherever he could reach. I blush feeling his hands all over me. He smiles, pulling my shirt up. Slowly taking it off me before taking off his own shirt. He looks at my figure with admiration, taking in every part of me. After a few moments of silence he takes my lips again.

I smile feeling his tongue collide with mine. He takes me off of his lap, slipping out of his pants and boxers. Giving his cock a few pumps before looking at me, I smirk pulling my panties down a little. Pelle blushes, taking my hand, and pulling them all the way down for me. I chuckle as I hover over his lap. “You sure you’re ready?” He asks nervously. “I’m more than ready,” I say looking into Pelle's eyes, slowly taking in his cock, mouth agape full of moans and groans before fully plopping down on his length.

Pelle moans, slapping my ass roughly. I squirm, a small yelp falling from my lips. Pelle bites his lip as I squirm, feeling my movement sending shivers down his spine. His hands come up to my hips, forcing me to stay still. We sit like that for a minute before Pelle starts to move me up and down slowly. I moan feeling his length go in and out of me and a slow pace. Pelle looks up at me, staring at me with lust.

He speeds up his pace. As I’m about to moan Pelle kisses me, keeping me from being loud. “You have to be a little quieter” he says in my lips. I nod, kissing him back. He speeds up again, this time he goes painfully fast on me. The sound of the CD can be heard at max volume throughout the car. Pelle moans into my lips, his forehead starting to collect sweat.

He pulls me on and off of his cock at lightning speed, I practically scream, cumming on his cock. Shortly after Pelle cums. We stay like this, trying to catch our breath. Pelle kisses me, taking me off of his cock. He puts his jacket around me, holding me in his arms. “Do you want to go home or would you maybe…wanna go back to mine?” He asks, his cheeks turning red. We just had sex and this kid is still nervous around me. I laugh.

“I think we should go back to your place” I say. Pelle smirks before putting his boxers and pants back on. “Let’s go then” he says climbing back into the driver seat.

Jk guys I had time today 😽

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suengmi · 2 years

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can you do where boyfriend! skz are teasing w reader but say a joke that hurts their feelings and they realize and immediately apologize and make it up to you (fluff)

hi anon!! ty for being my first ask, im excited to write! not sure if you wanted full stories/drabbles but i hope you like what i did! <3 also i'm a bit unwell and drained from work so pls be kind. took so long because i ended up writing a lot for some.... like a lot OOPS i trailed off a bit to make it more realistic but asjsdkkjasd anyways im sorry if it's not exactly what u wanted ;_; i did my best, plus i didn't want to make it all the same i guess? but yeah about .6k for each member!

warnings will be written below member names!! all under the cut~

warnings for all: not completely proof read but wanted to answer this prompt asap!! i'm half asleep it's 3am pls also all gender neutral!

┋bang chan ┋

context: grocery store is never fun, especially when your boyfriend doesn't know how hard it can be for you. new!relationship, domestic bliss grocery shopping for a night in

warnings: slight ableism??? before he knows??? idk, chan a bit spicy with his words so not complete fluff my b, some cussing, not the fluffiest pls im sorry idk what HAPPENED

word count: .6k

chan grunts at you, eyes rolling, "i told you it's the wrong one you dumb dumb. "

you look down at the japanese curry powder, trying to make sense of the words written before you. you haven't been with chan for long, but he's treated you better than anyone you've ever met. he's kind, giving and always knows how to make you feel better. he knows that you're happier when it rains, he knows that you get angry whenever you lose a game, he loves that you always defeat him at uno and enjoys how you make a week long parade about it. he already loves you but definitely doesn't know it yet.

there is one thing you're still trying to gauge about chan is how sometimes he can shoot first and ask questions later, and this is one of those moments.

chan frowns, pointing at the curry packet in your hand. "this is the spicy one."

"i'm sorry." you say in a low tone, still trying to read the packet but the font is harder to read, "they look the same."

chan snatches the packet from your hand, placing it back next to the seemingly same ones. "well maybe if you read it you properly for once. i had the runs for like 2 days last time. you know me and spicy no agree."

"i can't.... sometimes."

chan turns to you. "huh?"

you take in a deep breath and speak fast, "i have dyslexia."

"what?" he questions confused.

it's then when the penny drops after a moment of silence. realization a wave over him, all the times he told you to read properly, how many times he made tut noises at your replies not having complete context and how he would grunt when you didn't comprehend something.

"why didn't you tell me? there's nothing wrong with that...?" he prods, gaze gentle towards you.

you fumble with your hands, picking at the skin at the sides of your thumb, your mind trying to find what to say. "i dunno."

he sounds so apologetic when he eventually speaks, he wonders how he could have been stupid. it makes sense. all the times you've told him about your ex and how he called you stupid and dumb for not reading well, making fun of you and saying you just don't pay attention. "i made fun of you so much... wow i'm a dick-

"no it's okay" you interrupt him, a small smile on your lips not wanting him to be hurt.

chan purses his lips while taking your hands in his. he looks at your eyes, his own intense and apologetic. "no- it's not okay, i make fun of you so much for thinking you just didn't pay attention, shit, i'm sorry. i joke all the time about how your brain is always else where."

and with that chan knows that he definitely could have picked up the pieces earlier, that you said it to him, without words. "i'm just... fuck i'm sorry."

"i just you know with my ex they-"

chan pulls you in for a tight hug, as if hushing the words you were about to spill, your glasses pushed against your eyes but you don't mind. he smells like fresh baby powder, his own scent you love mixing in with the clothes he's wearing. you know chan's going to make up for it and that he'll do everything to make you feel better. because you love him too, you just don't know it yet either.

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┋changbin ┋

context: changbin loves working out and you love watching him, even if you don't think he doesn't know. freshly known feelings, uni!au, living together in dorm (i know you said !boyfriend but this was too good not to write hehe)

warnings: CHANGBIN SHAMELESSLY FLIRTING ACK, implications of taking a relationship further (physically), voyeur reader lmao

word count: .5k

you turn your gaze over to your friend, housemate or whatever you two had going on was called. you'd never really thought of changbin as someone you'd like, his gentle an soft nature was a contrast to the man currently a few metres away from you. weights in hand and grunts slipping from his mouth. you lean your head back to get a better angle, the veins on his arm revealing themselves. you knew he liked you and you liked him, but neither of you would dare to open that pandoras box. well, not until tonight.

it's a moment later that changbin stops his routine, almost meeting your stare. you raise your brows, attention turning back to the laptop in front of you. what on earth was i doing? you think, pretending to type something into the computer.

"thirsty?" he asks you, pretending he didn't noticed your eyes on him every now and then for the last half hour.

you turn your attention to him "wha?"

he laughs into his chest, stretching out his arms, "you have drool on the side of your mouth."

"i do- i do not!" you say slamming the laptop down, folding your arms on your chest knowing you've been caught.

changbin laughs, sitting down on the couch next to you, "didn't know i owned a dog."

you had no idea he could be this cheeky, making fun of you for simply watching him. after all, you were perving in a sense.

"don't make fun of me! i know i was... watching."

a smile dances on his lips, knowing that you can be sensitive to these things. "i'm sorry." he almost sounds apologetic... almost. "but... it's just too good to catch you out." he says in a slow almost seemingly mocking way.

"stop it." you mumble, facing the other way. "you know i have issues with... bringing this stuff up."

changbin tugs on your ear to gain your attention, feeling bad for making you feel slightly uncomfortable. but hey, you were the one watching. he smiles and says, "i know i know, i'm just teasing. i'm really sorry."

"i know but... please don't, this is hard for me."

"okay okay," he whines, gently lacing his fingers in yours, testing the waters to see if you'd be okay with this affection. "i promise i won't make fun of you, but if you wanna watch feel free to, don't have to be shy about it."

a blush dances across your cheeks and ears, your tummy suddenly feeling a knot of embarrassment grow. "changbiiiin." you groan, planting your face into the couch cushion.

"okay maybe i lied, i'll definitely enjoy making fun of you."

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┋hyunjin ┋

context: you hate feet. hyunjin thinks it's funny. established!relationship, living together

warnings: obvi mentions of feet?? mentions of vomit

word count: .6k

hyunjin knew you hated feet, just how they looked, how they acted and gripped on the damn floor whenever someone would walk bare foot. hyunjin loved walking around the house barefoot, and it sometimes made you feel woozy, just the image of your own feet touching the floor... imagine. you shivered at the thought, sitting down on the couch next to your boyfriend, his feet dangling off the edge of the couch.

you pat your legs, instructing him wordlessly to lay on your lap. he complies without a thought, scooching back and nestling his head into your soft legs. he let's out a gentle "mm" as he settles in. "soft" he coos, rubbing his head a few times before turning his attention back to his switch.

after another episode of your favourite show, hyunjin suddenly brings his feet up, inspecting one of them. "i think i have glass in this one."

"do you need to do that here?" you say in a tone, eyes avoiding the grippers in sight.

"nah can you just check this one?" he says with difficulty, throwing his foot back towards your face. if you weren't so grossed out you'd probably be impressed by his flexibility.

"hyunjin please--" you swat away his foot with your phone, pushing yourself back into the couch.

"nah see in the big toe right here."

"hyunjin! you know i hate feet stop!"

he struggles, folding his body further to get his left foot near you, "babe just look here near the nail."

and that's when you feel a lump in your throat, nearly retching at the sight. the rice dish you had earlier suddenly feeling not so settled.

"oh shit." hyunjin says in a shock turning his attention to you, hearing your strangled noise. "are you okay?"

"no i'm not okay, go away." you say behind your hand.

shit, he knows he did wrong. his seemingly funny joke was definitely taken too far. he feels bad, real bad. he knew you didn't like feet but not this much. it'd never really come into question the time you'd been together, but god he had no idea.

"jeez i'm sorry." he's unsure where to place his hands and fumbles, words not forming correctly.

you sit in silence for a moment before regaining your thoughts. "don't. fucking. do. that."

hyunjin's eyes are pleading, the guilt in his face almost makes you not want to get him back but then realise you can use this to your advantage. you look over at the massage oils on the table and back at him. "i have an idea."

and you know he'll do whatever it takes. he still had glass in his foot, but that wasn't important right now.

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┋felix ┋

context: felix thinks your tummy is cute, but you're just not used to it.

warnings: mentions of weight, body issues, tight clothing, BUT ITS FLUFF I PROMISEEEE, felix just a silly soft goose

word count: .6k

"come out please." felix begs, head leaning against the door.

you're sitting in the bathroom on the floor, dressed in nothing but your boxer underwear and a tight bed shirt, felix's bed shirt. you can feel the anxiety seeping into your chest, the weight of reality hitting you. you and your boyfriend had been together for only a month, but this was the first night you were staying at his house. it was on a whim, since most of the trains and buses had stopped running. and of course, you had nothing to wear. so there you were, tight shirt and all. you've never been uncomfortable with your body, if anything you love your body. but for some reason the way that felix talked about your stomach irked you. maybe he meant it as a joke? what did he mean? either way you were upset and needed space for a moment.

"please, i didn't mean it like that." felix sighs against the door, "it's soft and i love it."

you cast a sad expression towards the door. still unwavering from your position. why do you have anxiety now about this? all he did was grab your tummy and tell you it's soft like a kitten belly, or how it reminds him of those marshmallows that fold and how much he loves it because it's you, and he loves you.

you hear nothing but the cracking of a knee, felix bending down to put his fingers through the gap of the door underneath. he splays his fingers like a cat trying to get in the bathroom, darting against the tiles.

"lemme in!" he chimes, grunting to get his fingers further in. "i'll get in either way!" he jokes, using both of his hands under door to attack. it makes you laugh. it reminds me of those videos of cats wanting to get into the bathroom, or videos of racoons grabbing food.

"am i close?" he jokes, moving his hands back and forth.

you groan, stifling a laugh as you get up to open the door. "not even." you say, being met with pleading eyes. you look down at him, his hands still pretending to search where the door once was.

but he suddenly swoops you into a hug, hands around your waist, his head pressed into your soft chest, enjoying the smell of his shirt mixing in with your scent.

you relinquish any negative thoughts you have, melting into the hug. "i know you didn't mean it like that but, i think i'm just nervous... because it's you."

he pulls back, arms still wrapped round your waist, probably a bit too tight. "it wasn't a joke, i do love it." his eye are filled with nothing but love and adoration for you, your body an your mind.

"just... choose different words, please... i'm not a roll of marshmallows."

felix pulls back suddenly before gently pressing a swift kiss to your lips. "tastes sweet." he retorts about your statement, ignoring your words before kissing you again.

"i'm-seri-ous." you say between kisses, you feel his his hands digging into your hips.

instead of stopping, he grins, love apparent in his eyes. "my marshmallow."

you roll your eyes, a bit of anxiety still in your throat but knowing he adores marshmallows, you figure it's okay for now.

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┋jisung ┋

context: a park date is cute until you get attacked my a crow, jisung think's it's funny. established!relatonship

warnings: jisung being a weenie, swearing

word count: .5k

the ground collides with your chest, the mud clouding your vision and your new shirt you brought for the date probably ruined. yep, i definitely tripped and yes it was embarrassing. you think, shame in your chest. of all the days, why your one year anniversary?

all you hear is the cackle behind you getting louder, sharp inhales of breath echoing in your ears. jisung has no shame, actively laughing at you stacking it to the ground.

"ahaha! the crow!!" he gurgles still, bending forwards over the picnic blanket, almost choking on his spit.

"jisung!" you yell, getting to your feet, seeing the mess on the front of you. that fucking crow, why did it choose me?

"jisung!" you yell louder, stomping over to the blanket, definitely covered in mud, dripping behind you as you walk.

"i'm sorry babe i'm-" he says between breathes.

you grunt before wiping the mud from your chest, still feeling it covering half of your face. "it's not funny."

"it fucking is."

jisung's laughs come to a halt as he realised you're upset upset, not just whining like you usually do. he notices how your eyes are suddenly pooling with wells. he stands to his feet and gently holds out his hands, "baby-"

"no!" you grumble, pulling your arms away, tears rolling down your cheek. "i just bought this top. now it's ruined." your dejected tone unsettles jisung, instantly feeling bad for making fun of you.

he says nothing, confused on how to react. but he waits patiently, allowing you to let out your feelings. he's always been good at this, always been patient with you.

after a breath you look back at him, red rings dancing around your eyes.

he smirks as he walks over to the mud and plainly sits down in it as if it what he was meant to do all along. you let out a small laugh, your hands wiping the rest of the mud from your face.

"what?" he asks plainly, as if nothing is weird. he grabs a handful of the mud before pressing it to his shirt, and then another handful to his hair, rubbing it in. "what's funny?"

you laugh behind your mud covered hand walking over to him. he smiles up at you like a puppy, knowing that he's succeeded in making you feel better.

and there he is, completely covered in mud, way more than you are and in that moment you fall just a little bit more in love with him. you lean down and press a gentle but muddy kiss onto his lips.

he stares up at you with nothing else to say, just sitting in the mud. you decide to join him, plopping down next to him, hand in hand as you both just sit in silence and completely covered in mud.

with jisung you didn't always needs words, sometimes the things he did for you were enough.

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┋lee know ┋

context: you're getting ready to go out with friends, but your hair has other ideas, established!relationship, living together.

warnings/other: kisses??? idk, cuss words

word count: .5k

"it's not working!" you huff, re-straightening the side of your bangs for the 6th time. minho was confused at first, wondering why you're so upset over something trivial and small from his point of view. but when he looks up from his phone to see you struggling, his left hand still lazily patting one of his cats. he speaks without thinking,

"it's definitely like a pigs tail." he chuckles, looking back at his phone. in his mind, he assumes that he was just making a light hearted joke, thinking it was cute the way you got so upset over something he coined as small. plus, pig tails are very cute if you think about it.

it wasn't until you made a little sob that he noticed how you were actually feeling. you stare in the mirror, realizing it in fact does look like a pigs tail.

"baby-" he let's out a small but gentle sigh, "i was joking,"

"no you weren't. it... does look like a pig tail." you say between a small dejected sob, lips curled down and hands at your side as you avoid the mirror.

"let me help?" he says so gently as he approaches the bathroom door. instead of letting him help, you just melt into his chest immediately, your sobs muffled by his shirt. "i look like shit." you say defeated.

he lets out a light laugh, kissing the top of your head a few times, "you never look like shit, you know... even with your pig tail."

you step back, immediately hitting the tight muscles of his chest with both of your fists, "fuck off i swear." you talk through your teeth, still frustrated but feeling the urge to laugh in your throat.

"there you are," he says pleased at your spice, fighting with you to place a kiss on your temple, your hand starts pushing on his jaw, his lips puckered and ready. "c'mere." he says through your fingers, still pushing his head towards you, his hands gripping at your neck. "let me-- love you."

after a few minutes of roughhouse struggle, you push him back, feeing slightly better. it's in this moment you realize that you in fact do not enjoy asking anyone for help. but you speak, dejected tone apparent. "yeah... please help."

and nothing else is said while he fixes your hair, gently pressing small kisses on your cheeks as he does so. he knows he can sometimes say things without thinking, but he also knows that you sometimes enjoy just as much as he does. it's why you love him and why you two work so well together. after a few minutes he steps back to admire his masterpiece, a triumphant smile on his lips. "hmm," he ponders, "i liked the pig tail better."

"oi, don't start again you little shit" you say as you begin chasing after him, giggles dancing in with his own as he runs down the hall, nearly slipping on the rug. "get back here! you're in for it!"

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┋seungmin┋

context: seungmin needs to shut his mouth sometimes, even if he doesn't know it. established!relationship, living together

warnings: seungmin being a spicy bitch, some playful physical aggression, kissing

word count: .5k

seungmin has you completely pinned under him on the couch as he covers you with kisses, not relinquishing his hold. "how many times do i have to say it?"

you grunt at the fact that he's weirdly strong in these situations, and as much as you struggle against his hold he's just completely powering over you. just the other day you were the one that had to help him open a jar. but thats besides the point. here seungmin is, currently trying to wiggle his way out of the fact that he took a joke too far. you're determined not to let him get away that easy.

you struggle once more against his hold, your legs flailing underneath him but he's just too damn strong.

he lets out a struggled breath, still above you. his hair falling gently from his face, "isn't sorry enough?"

you turn your head to the side, bottom lip pouting. "no."

"baby-"

you tut at him, tone almost darted, "don't baby me! you've lost your rights."

a gentle grin finds itself to dance over seungmin's face, he likes it when you fight back. he likes it when you put him in his place but still give him enough wiggle room to feel in charge.

"okay," he says with raised brows, "you win. i apologise."

you realise this is the perfect opportunity to get him back, for him making that stupid joke about something he knew you were insecure about.

"oh, whats this? kim seungmin, apologising, what was that?" you speak sarcastically. you're still under his hold, but you'll let it slide for now. "sorry i didn't quite catch that after you made me feel like shit for an entire hour. repeat?"

"i... apologise. i took it too far and i'm sorry."

you feel your chest rise, suddenly enjoying the power that seungmin has given to you. it takes a lot for him to admit he's wrong or that he's done wrong, this is just so damn satisfying.

"actually..." he trails off, letting your hands free a second before quickly grabbing the back of your neck. the kiss he planted on you was fast, and before you knew it you were laying back down on the couch, head dizzy from the sudden kiss, "you can't just make me forgive you with kisses." you speak in a semi-daze.

seungmin presses a kiss to your cheek and then a few more to your lips, the taste sweeter everytime. "i can, actually."

yeah, he's absolutely right. wait, what were we arguing about?

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┋jeongin┋

context: jeongin fucked up, and he wants to make it better. fresh!relationship

warnings: none? kissing maybes, TOO MUCH CUTE

word count: .5k

it only took jeongin about half an hour to attempt to make it up to you.

sometimes being with jeongin was hard, as you both communicated in very different ways, it definitely was something you needed to work on. though, the one thing you loved about him is the absolute time and effort he put into making everything just perfect for you. when it came to you, everything he did for you was worth it.

after taking a walk to calm your thoughts, you realized you were still frazzled from the way jeongin teased you and how you ended up crying, resulting in him just left behind in a confused state. sometimes it took a while for the penny to drop with him, but once he got it, he really got it.

you step through the front door of his house, gently removing your sandals to be met with the sound of jeongin jumping up from the couch, hands out in a display. "ta-da!" he yells, it startles you.

you turn to meet eyes with your boyfriend, his face with a stupid grin slapped across it.

"what is-" and that's when you notice the many items splayed across the ground. there's a few towels on the lounge table, a tub of what seems to be hot soapy water, a box of facemasks and some nail polish next to it. the lighting is low and your favourite soundtrack is playing. you notice the scent in the room, jasmine tea, your favourite.

jeongin takes a deep breath in before showcasing his wares. "salon de jeongin"

"babe i-"

he steps forward, taking your hands in his before guiding you to sit down. "cmon" he coaxes gently, his beautiful dark eyes watching your every step. you say nothing as you follow him, unsure of what's happening.

as if he knows you're going to speak, he places a gentle kiss on your forehead. "i'm sorry."

you marvel at the sight in front of you once more. the fact that he built you a whole salon in his living room within thirty minutes is mind blowing. he knows your favourite scent, your favourite songs and all the products you use. you didn't even realize he had those.

you're still at a loss for words, unsure of where to put your hands or body. jeongin just points to the chair, silly grin still plastered on his face and eyes wide.

you sit down in the chair, eyes darting to jeongin. "does it cost extra for shellac on my nails?"

jeongin pouts in thought, "just a kiss."

"i can do that." you say back at him. and that's all it takes, you know you'll talk later about this and how you can communicate better but this... this was enough for now. more than enough.

"actually," jeongin ponders before leaning so damn close to your face, "i think it's about 4 kisses."

DAMN THAT WAS SO LONG I SPENT LIKE AGES DOING THIS MY BAD, i know it's not exactly what u said but oh well i wanted to make them all different!!!! ty for asking!!!!!! <3

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the-s1lly-corner · 10 months

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Platonic tadc cast with a child reader Who is like :

"hey, wanna see me do a cartwheel :D"

Basically very spontaneous and chaotic in the adventures lol

Ty!! (and remember to drink water) ;3

TADC cast x chaotic!kid!reader ! (Platonic)

Guys I'm literally so tired I just got done baking a ton of stuff, like I'm talking 12ish hours of non stop cooking and baking I'm going insane im trying so hard not to fall asleep rn because I kinda. Feel bad for not really answering requests today

Anywahs

Hope you enjoy anon!

Written on mobile

CAINE:

Well well how the turn tables (writing caines portion last for once)

Very similar to kinger and ragatha in that he supports everything you do; in fact he encourages your behavior as long as no one is getting hurt. Very loudly (and sometimes obnoxiously) cheers for you

While kinger can only cheer and clap, I think Caine sets off sparkles and fireworks... probably has a whole group of bubbles cheering you on too , assuming there can be multiple bubbles at any given time (I personally think there can be, and they all share a hivemind of sorts)

So what was the occasion that prompted that?

A wonky cartwheel, of which you excited called "a sideways front flip"

(Fun fact from the admin, I called my first cartwheel that bc I didnt know it was called a cartwheel yet)

POMNI:

Anxious parental figure and hyper child, a dynamic that's hit or miss at least for me. Really it depends on how its executed

That said I think she struggles to keep up with you

Constantly scrambling around you make sure you dont fall into any danger. Literally and figuratively...

Her attempts to get you to sit down for more than five minutes fail

Your ass is failing the marshmallow test/j

RAGATHA:

No thoughts only that one clip from adventure time where BMO pretends to be a wheathervane before trying to nose dive off the roof, all while calling for finns attention. Thats you and ragatha, basically (in essence, not exact scenario though)... maybe zooble too, but we'll get there when we get there (I am currently having a brain blast)

Says things like "what am I gonna do with you" everyday, always lightheartedly of course and usually accompanied by a tired chuckle

Generally very supportive of you though, just so long as you're not hurting yourself! Sure, this is the digital world and injuries dont really stick, but still! The pain is still there

JAX:

I mentioned the marshmallow test in pomnis part and I feel like jax would do something similar with you. Except the test is rigged and the candy (which he uses in place of the marshmallow( is actually for him and not for you. So if you actually earn the extra candy you dont even get it

That said I do think jax would feel bad when you get upset about the joke

Anyways

I think he finds it funny, as long as you're not tugging on his overalls and screaming at him for something, or interfering with his plans

Hes not a neglectful rolemodel/familial figure, he just has a short fuse with the above I think, regardless of who it is, kid or not

That said he fully embraces your spontaneous nature

KINGER:

Peepaw and his grandchild, that's it that's literally the dynamic

"Kinger is only 48-"

Hush♡

"Oh that's so lovely, (reader)" when you run up to him with your hands full of god knows what

Eagerly claps and cheers when you show him a new trick you learned

Bonus if you try to recreate or one up his embellished stories in order to make him proud of you (hes always proud of you)

ZOOBLE:

As mentioned in ragathas part, the wheathervane BMO thing is basically in essence you guys' dynamic. Except where I think ragatha would be quicker to pay attention to you, zooble may be a little slower. Not because they dont care about whatever you're trying to display to them, but because I think a lot of the times they kind of mentally check out (me too honestly)

Tries to scold you if you do something too dangerous or out of line, may come across as way angrier or upset than they actually are though thanks to their voice being kinda

You know

Zooble gives off "cool older sibling who doesnt care about nothing" energy

GANGLE:

Meekly tries to get you to calm down for a few minutes, especially if theres an IHA going on because she doesnt want you to run off and potentially get hurt. Tries to keep you occupied with arts and crafts. Watches in horror as you impulsively eat the glue

Tends to wrap one of her ribbon hands around yours so she knows you're not running off.. this is more so when theres an IHA going on

As per usual not many ideas for gangle <\3

#tadc x reader #the amazing digital circus x reader #digital circus x reader #caine x reader #pomni x reader #ragatha x reader #jax x reader #kinger x reader #zooble x reader #gangle x reader

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valentine-writes · 1 year

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Hello hello! Been downright dying over how much I love your AtSV work!! So I thought I would feed into it >:) If you're feeling up to it, whats been brewing in your mind about The Spot x reader? Take it platonic or romantic, either has so much potential for fun in my opinion and I guess I'm just interested in what ideas you might have?? Not a lot to work off of from what I'm asking but I hope you're able to have fun with it anyways ^^; Whether youre able to get to this request or not, thanks for reading! Love what you do :)

collision.

「 tws + notes: possibly ooc, unedited, he's kind of pathetic little meow meowified im sorry, first bit inspired by @//submurged-into-clouds !! <3 」

↳ ft. the spot

「 gn!reader, can be platonic or romantic <3 」

author's note: first, AUWJHEJSBS thank u so much!!!! im glad u like what i've written so far– and i am SUPER excited to write for the spot becuz im gon b real,,, there was a momentary lapse of insanity where i was scouring for any content of him at all. SO TY 4 UR REQ!!!! ( /)u(\ ) i hope this is ok!!! i got carried away and stuff so,, i hope this is at the Very Least coherent! leaned for platonic stuff with romantic undertones that intensify throughout so,, read it how u like ^_^

▸ we're going to start this by establishing that bro has literally No Friends anymore. you met him after the collider incident and by some miracle, some sort of mercy from a higher power in the multiverse– you ended up becoming friends with him

really, meeting him was an accident. wasn't supposed to be anything more– just him messing around with his new abilities and slipping into a random universe with no idea where he was.

and there was you.

just you. out, alone at night. just taking a walk– disrupted by someone falling out of a weird portal from the sky.

this is the day your paths crossed, the day your fates intertwined, the moment that your world collided into his.

to put more literally: the day he crashed into you very unceremoniously.

im now re-reading the title and remembering his backstory and giggling at my unintentional joke. he is not catching a break. even from me.

▸ after recovering from a random stranger from another universe tumbling into your own, you began to talk.

now– you don't remember how the conversation started, but you were glad to listen. the way which he rambled to you, words tumbling out of his mouth like they'd been on his mind for a while– you felt like he needed someone to hear him.

he's surprised. you're not bothered. not frightened. not even weirded out. but you're not indifferent. you nod along, you comment on things here and there– but you listen. you actually listen to him.

eventually, when he leaves, you're sat there for a moment. just frozen– processing whether that had really happened or not. you see the indent his body left in the grass where the two of you sat. it's evidence enough for you.

a few weeks pass and you're certain that you were just fated to meet once and never again. you were fine with this.

▸ until he randomly popped up in your living room one day.

yes, he had been actively trying to find your universe again– and as casually as he can be, is now peeking from out the portal he created, head leaning in to get a better look at you.

you're not sure how you can tell considering he has no face,,, but he's definitely smiling.

he waves to you, awkwardly, (noticing that you're just staring at him while not saying a word), "thought i would say hi, so– ...hi."

you blink at him tiredly. "dude, it's 6:30 in the morning–"

he's treating this like it's normal for people to just show up in your house. he missed you– and it's very evident.

▸ no matter what type of relationship you're in with him: you GOTTA set boundaries. being one of the only people who cares to hang around him anymore means that you're gonna be seeing a lot of him.

while he certainly hasn't completely lost grasp on the concept of privacy, it's definitely been altered by the fact he's got powers that allow him to pop up wherever he wants. he's just a teeny bit invasive.

"hello!" he'll greet, randomly poking his head through a portal he made to your bedroom.

on instinct, you throw the closest thing to you. he's just glad you reached for the pillow and not the alarm clock also at your arms reach on the bedside table.

definitely a good idea to remind him that if he wants to hang out, he should probably message you, and if he wants to show up at your house for whatever reason, he should give you a heads up.

he has nearly walked in on you changing. and has apologized a million times every time it's brought up. it fr keeps him up at night.

▸ everyone in his life leaving him def messed him up a bit. he can deny it all he wants, but he's terribly anxious that you're gonna grow tired of him and leave.

constantly like "oh my god what if they leave for someone who has a face" and itz like,,, boy,,,, stfu itz 3am

he needs reassurance, even if he never explicitly says. but you're kind to him. patient. you're pretty much an angel in his eyes.

which is why he feels comfortable texting u in the dead of night like:

(im gonna b real i dont even know why i have this image)

▸ he's dismissed by most people around him– but you've given him your time. you've shown him that you care. he's doing everything he can to be certain you'll still care for him.

the random waves of "oh no but what if they hate me" hit him HARD. especially if he hasn't seen you in a while, if you take longer to respond to his messages, if you haven't been answering his calls– bro will jump to a conclusion

"hypothesis: they dont love me anymore :("

☝️🤓 SORRY HAKJWOENDOEND he would NOT say that. im just clowning on him itz a part of my luv 4 him </3

needs to be needed. wants to be wanted.

eventually you have a long talk about this. he's got a bit of an ego after realizing how much power he truly possessed– but you gently encourage him to let it down. a simple heart to heart. and while you're certain these things aren't going to dissipate with a single conversation, you've let him know he doesn't have to deal with it alone.

▸ physical contact is a need for him. bro's touch starved. he likes linking his pinky with yours or just intertwining your fingers together. if you ever let him rest his head on your shoulder or hugged him he'd actually have to fight tears. he hasn't been given affection in a while :(

▸ he doesn't really feel like he has to hide anything around you. he really doesn't have much of a filter when you're talking to him which makes for some amusing conversation. he finds your laughter the sweetest sound in the world– he likes making you laugh :] it makes him feel like he's accomplished something

▸ the alterations to his body have caused some weird little changes that most people don't notice. one of them most noticeably to you– he'd cold. not frigid or like icy, but a lot colder than normal people tend to be.

you first notice this when you're hanging out in your bedroom. you're sitting on your bed, while he paces back and forth, rambling about another failed villainous act

(you haven't questioned his whole obsession with villainy considering that he seems pretty harmless with what he's been attempting– no matter how much he tries)

"and then– ohh, and tHEN THEY JUST—" you notice how he's gesturing frantically, exasperated, annoyed– and out of instinct to provide some sort of comfort (or at least calm him down) your hand grasps his wrist

there's a moment of silence.

his voice dwindles into a more soft, subdued tone, watching as your fingers wrap around his wrist. "wh– if you wanted me to stop talking, you could've just... just said or...."

his mind is going blank, trailing off at your touch. he doesn't remember the last time someone has held his hand or even brushed up against him without freaking out.

"you're cold." you comment, now taking his hand between both of yours, as if you were trying to heat him back up. you don't meet his eyes, simply staring at his hand.

"oh– yeah, yeah, it's just– a thing with now. came with the holes–"

the sensation of your hands gently squeezing his shuts him up. you raise his hand to your lips and gently blow hot air onto it.

your brow furrows, nose scrunching up. "you're still cold..." you mutter, more to yourself than to him. quietly, your gaze returns to his face.

"does that bother you?" you ask him, after a beat of silence.

he shakes his head. your hands let go of his– but he quietly reaches back to hold it again.

"hold on a second. why don't you try again?" he suggests. you laugh softly, knowing it's obviously just an excuse. still, you humor him.

#the spot atsv #the spot #atsv x reader #the spot x reader #the spot x y/n #jonathan ohnn #jonathon ohnn #jonathan ohnn x reader #jonathon ohnn x reader #BRO ITZ SO HARD TO TAG FOR HIM IM GONNA ANWKJWEIJE?!!]^{>]*]%#ok im normal again

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fullsunised · 1 year

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hii!! can i request maybe scenarios or bullet points (whichever you like) of things dreamies would do with their partner? like fluffy and all. ty btw i like what you write <3

𝙉𝘾𝙏 𝘿𝙍𝙀𝘼𝙈¹⁹: 𝗧𝗛𝗥𝗘𝗘 𝗧𝗛𝗜𝗡𝗚𝗦 𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗬 𝗟𝗜𝗞𝗘 𝗗𝗢𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗪𝗜𝗧𝗛 𝗬𝗢𝗨

genre: fluff

trigger warnings: none

a/n: well hope this is what you wanted and thank you for loving my work </3 i love you sm. I did the top 3 things types and have included like affection types as well bro idfk what I made anyways. jungkook is so leng bro.

┊ ➶ ｡˚ ° ✧. ┊ ⁭ ❝ 𝗠𝗔𝗥𝗞 𝗟𝗘𝗘 ❞

late night calls. cause he's so busy, he absolutely adores talking to you over calls especially after a long day. just the thought of you being there for him is enough for him. yall just be talking about anything fr, from gossips, complains to how the day has been going, anything fr.

music. making music, listening to music, writing lyrics all that. he loves spending time with you doing what he loves the most- if you share the same passion, that's great because he's coming to you for help a lot and that. sharing playlists, listening to your favourite songs.

calling each other dude and bro. those are endearing terms for both of you. it's funny how easily you two do it, making everyone else doubt if you're actually dating but nah that's so normal in your part. you'd be calling him dude and bro everytime you have to make a point and him doing the same to catch your attention. of course there are occasional baby, and babe slipped in.

┊ ➶ ｡˚ ° ✧. ┊ ⁭ ❝ 𝗥𝗘𝗡𝗝𝗨𝗡 𝗛𝗨𝗔𝗡𝗚 ❞

painting skies with you. bro loves the company of you and the setting sun, calms his mind like no other. your sessions consist of you two making fun of each other's drawings, talking about life, future, present- or sometimes its just quiet, where yall are enjoying each other's presence.

watching moomin. even if you aren't actually watching it, the show just plays in the background while you two talk softly. these usually happen during nights, right before both of you are about to sleep. yk just the peace and quiet, with moomin in the background. thats it, that's heaven for him.

holding hands. he loves it man. just how perfectly your hands fit in his. he's just going about on his day, your hand in his when he suddenly kisses your hand, happy that you're by his side all the time, even if not physically. his favourite type of pda.

┊ ➶ ｡˚ ° ✧. ┊ ⁭ ❝ 𝗝𝗘𝗡𝗢 𝗟𝗘𝗘 ❞

gyming. although he isn't much into working out all the time, he loves going to the gym with you. like one of them routines yall have atleast thrice a week to keep both of you fit. he helps you with your workouts, and that.

watching anime. considering how bro loves one piece, yall be watching it most of the time (me fr). it wouldn't be just one piece it would be a lot of airing animes, that you two talk to your fans about on lives causing them to ship you two lmao.

having your arms around him. this is not an activity but boy loves it when you rest your arms on him or like touch him even slightly. makes him feel secure, and confirms the fact for him constantly that you're there for him.

┊ ➶ ｡˚ ° ✧. ┊ ⁭ ❝ 𝗛𝗔𝗘𝗖𝗛𝗔𝗡 𝗟𝗘𝗘 ❞

gaming. boy is gaming 24/7, so he expects you to do so with him as well. both of you are either competing with each other, or teaming up to beat others but either way that's his favourite pass time activity to do with you.

you sitting on his lap. just like how jeno likes you touching him constantly, my sun likes you on his lap especially on those days when you are lazy and don't feel like gaming, he loves you on his lap, watching him play while giving him ideas and that. boy plays 200 times better like that.

making playlists. yall would probably have like a playlist for every occasion and situation. oh someone is crying, play the sad songs, someone is mad play the angry playlist..yall do this so much that others find you bare annoying but it's your source of entertainment.

┊ ➶ ｡˚ ° ✧. ┊ ⁭ ❝ 𝗝𝗔𝗘𝗠𝗜𝗡 𝗡𝗔 ❞

cooking. you'd cook, he'd watch- or he'd cook you'd watch, or both of you will cook and make a mess out of the whole kitchen but in the end yall will be making dishes that are meant for the books- cooking is a natural talent for you two. he's on a day off, he's over your house and you two are cooking every meal for the day together.

watching horror films. you know how much he loves watching them. even if you're scared to death, he'd make sure you sit, tugging onto his arm while he watches it with no soul whatsoever. like what's the point of watching it, he loves ridiculing you and cooing at your cute self everytime you get scared.

baby talking. constantly. every single time. all the week. boy just speaks like that naturally, and being around him most of the time had you develop this alien ability. you despise doing it but do it unconsciously. his members eye you two weirdly as soo as you start doing that.

┊ ➶ ｡˚ ° ✧. ┊ ⁭ ❝ 𝗖𝗛𝗘𝗡𝗟𝗘 𝗭𝗛𝗢𝗡𝗚 ❞

basketball. even if you suck, you'd be on your way home and boy is gonna see a court, pulls the car, and plays a match with you. loves making fun of you for your mistakes, would even take multiple videos of you playing and posting it on his insta or weibo.

touching knees. bro that's so hot, but listen he needs that physical contact. if you're ever sitting next to each other, instead of being over the top with holding hands or sm like that, he'd subtly just lean his leg towards you, and you do the same until your knees touch. reassurance you get me.

learning girl group choreos. New song is out, he's sharing it with you, with a comment saying 'let's learn this'. or you are blasting tiktoks onto his account, sharing one for every dance you want to learn. and then, at home yall play the song and teach it to yourselves, later uploading it

┊ ➶ ｡˚ ° ✧. ┊ ⁭ ❝ 𝗝𝗜𝗦𝗨𝗡𝗚 𝗣𝗔𝗥𝗞 ❞

netflix. watching every show there is on that streaming site. yall don't even hesitate with what you have to watch, just find smth and play it- and definitely get invested in the show. that's how jisung knows almost every show to exist. because you force him to watch them all with you.

nuzzling into necks. his favourite thing of all time bro. even if he's meters tall than you, he's plopping himself onto your lap, and nuzzling his head into your neck. down bad fr. he loves breathing in your scent, makes him feel safe fr.

comparing sizes of hands. bro is laughing at you for how small your fingers are, but internally he's dying of cuteness. how can you be so cute bruh. boy is taking pictures like multiple to save them as his lockscreen and that.

©️FULLSUNISED.

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localsharkcryptid · 14 days

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ur staged duo mer au looks rly interesting! can u explain how Dream and Punz met :0

Honestly this wasn't something I had thought about yet so thanks for throwing something at me that I actually wasn't ready to answer! Admittedly the au itself is actually a bit more of a general story than focused on Staged Duo alone, but they are a focal point and Dream is one of the main POVs - but regardless after a bit of thinking, I think I've figured out how the two met! (Pardon the rambling here)

All in all Sirens and Mermaids don't cross paths all that often - mermaids tend to be an ocean fairing species and greatly prefer deeper waters. They avoid conflict with humans by staying out of reach, generally avoiding inland areas most of the time. Sirens, due to lacking gills, often keep closer to shore and a fair few have a preference for setting up territories within swamps and estuaries, as it gives them a bit more security than living by the coasts in terms of avoiding human conflicts.

Due to Dream tending to be adventurous and Punz most likely dwelling within a more brackish water area their paths crossed numerous times before properly meeting. Simple cases of 'being aware' that the other was there or witnessing the other from afar. They never spoke, mostly due to a slight difference in language (namely just the fact that Sirens can't communicate underwater like Mers - who click and chirp much like whales and dolphins) as well as Punz being well, Punz and generally keeping a lot of distance between him and Dream. Though this finally changes when Punz unfortunately ends up struck by a boat - the siren is left injured and frankly not in the best of states when Dream happens upon him again.

The interaction is tense and Punz definitely is defensive, hell it probably takes a couple of days of trying to help on Dream's end before he can actually get close enough to do anything. So their first 'official' meeting turns into a few weeks of Punz begrudgingly accepting help and by extension Dream's company, which he grows to like more than he would ever admit out loud. (Both of them have been alone for like 70% of their lives, probably more on Punz's end, so their relationship probably develops rather quickly from that point honestly - also just differences in culture, the marine people do not know what dating is your honor)

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Also I've never actually gotten to do this but I did also make a little doodle to go along with this- honestly imma probably try and write a one shot of sorts for this whole idea cause it's just really wholesome

ANYWAYS ty very much for the ask!! It was really fun to figure this bit of backstory out <3

#dream smp #dsmp #dsmp au #staged duo #drunz #dreblr #the cryptid speaks #crypts art #art from the crypt

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froggibus · 2 years

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hello! i love your ow content! may i ask for some lucio beach day fluff? im in desperate need for some frog boi 😤

Beach Day Headcanons (ft. Lucio, Baptiste, Cassidy, Genji & Hanzo)

Genre: fluff!

Summary: how these Overwatch boys would be at the beach

CW: mentions of burning, mentions of cancer (Baps), lots of dorky jokes, alcohol

ahh ty!! that is so sweet! i decided to turn this one into HCS cause i thought it fit better! but i am open to writing a full fic about it too tbh...also kinda wanna do a pt 2 with like Kiriko, Ashe, JQ, Mercy etc so if we want that LMK! enjoy <3

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Lucio

he is so excited to go to the beach

this man LOVES to swim and play beach volleyball and you can’t change my mind

you end up being the driver while he plays his ‘perfect beach’ playlist

you don’t mind because the way he hums and taps his hands on the dash is adorable

definitely packs a speaker and blasts music all day

1000% wears his own merch and probably has cute little green board shorts he wears

sets up an umbrella for you to lay under and put all your drinks

he’s in the ocean more than he is on land

probably brought some pool floaties or something to play with in the water

if you don’t get in he will totally throw you into the water

and starts an all out water war

if you don’t like the water though he respects that

buys ice cream for the two of you

and spends twenty minutes trialling every flavour first

doesn’t wear sunscreen himself but will apply it to you as often as he can

“I don’t want you to burn! My healing only does so much”

if you’re tired at the end of the day he’ll drive you home so you can sleep in the car

and if you get burnt he’ll apply some aloe vera extra gently for you

Baptiste

honestly a bit of a miracle in itself that you could drag him away from his work

but once you actually get to the beach he’s super excited

definitely brings a book or something to read while you’re there

also has a cooler with lots of snacks and drinks, and at least five water bottles

shows up in khakis and a Hawaiian shirt but has cute patterned swim shorts underneath

probably with like little palm trees or something

doesn’t play in the water too much and mostly goes in to cool off

splashes you at every chance he gets though

is an absolute sucker for those fruit drinks that they serve in the fruit

probably has one in his hand constantly even when its literally not possible

“you’re swimming how did you even get that”

“a pirate never reveals his secrets”

???

will let you wear his hawaiian shirt as a cover up

it looks super cute on you anyway

is super careful to make sure you both reapply sunscreen

“but we put some on two hours ago.”

“skin cancer doesn’t care.”

overbearing but you love him

Cassidy

LIFEGUARD CASS RIGHTS!!!

real shit though this man would not be a lifeguard

he would just want to relax and have some drinks and some fun with his S/O and friends

totally unprepared

like he just brings his board shorts and a t-shirt with a towel and maybe his wallet

relies on everyone else for everything

drinks ALL your water

not really a swimmer and more of a sit on a pool float and have drinks person

speaking of pool floats he definitely has a super dorky looking horse themed one that he brings everywhere

named it after Reyes too

if you don’t go into the water he will make you go into the water

be prepared to be thrown in against your will

its okay though because all you need to do is pretend you’re drowning/can’t swim

and he’ll come running tail between his legs

forgets to wear sunscreen and BURNS

and then complains that he got burnt for the next week

asks you to rub aloe vera on him

and who are you to deny?

Genji

he used to love the beach

he is no longer a big fan

even though his cybernetics are advanced enough to survive getting wet, the salt water SUCKS

and the sand?? it gets stuck in his joints

if he does agree to go to the beach he is definitely not playing any beach sports or swimming

but he DOES bring squirt guns to annoy you with

he pulls them out of literally nowhere to douse you in water

it doesn’t matter if you take it away, he’ll just pull out another one

if you try to retaliate, its all: “babe no the salt water is bad for my armour”

“im literally shooting your actual skin”

he is a BLESSING to have when its really hot though

cause he can control his body temperature, he is like a portable air conditioner

you just lay on him whenever you get too hot

he accepts it because he just wants to be close to you

Hanzo

makes a bunch of food and drinks for the beach

including lots of tea sandwiches and juice boxes

brings it all in this ginormous cooler that he can barely see over

also brings himself a book to read

he’s not very interested in going in the water but he’ll play beach games with you

or just lay on the towel and read

but if he’s reading you’re more than welcome to lay on him

make sure he applies sunscreen!!

he has delicate skin and burns easily and WILL be grumpy if he gets burnt

he’ll go in the water if you ask him nicely

but don’t splash him or else

when you’re swimming he would definitely let you wrap your arms around his shoulders while he swims around and just tow you

he is probably a god at beach volleyball tbh

and shuffleboard but we don’t talk about that

makes sure you stay hydrated the whole time and is constantly pushing you to try the food he made

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