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junkissed · 6 months ago

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bad neighbor

member — neighbor!dino x f reader genre — smut, college au word count— 6.3k synopsis — pros of living next door to a frat house: your neighbor is really really hot. cons of living next door to a frat house: probably everything else. smut warnings — descriptions of female anatomy, fingering, lots of making out, facial (cum on face), semi public sex (hooking up at a party) content warnings — slightly introverted!reader, chan is in college but reader isn't: can be interpreted as older!reader but that's up to you tbh, mentions of weed & alcohol (chan & reader are both sober), cameos from cheol & hoshi hehe notes — thanks again to @onlymingyus for helping me get my brain in order <3 please reblog or send an ask if you enjoyed reading!! it means a lot to me and it helps me continue writing :) i hope you like this fic!

it's still early in the evening when the music starts.

the sound of voices and cars honking outside your house draws your attention away from the latest episode of your favorite new show. you get up and walk over to the window, peeking out through the curtain at the bright headlights beaming at you.

with a sigh you push the curtain closed again, heading into the kitchen to make yourself a cup of tea. if tonight is like any of the other nights, then it'll be a long time before you fall asleep. hopefully the chamomile will help—is what you tell yourself every time. and every time, it doesn't help.

living in the same neighborhood as the frat houses from the nearby state university was certainly a choice, but the rent in the area was the cheapest in town and you didn't have many options left. with the fall semester coming up fast, every other apartment complex and condo in the city was already rented out. after moving in, you'd quickly discovered why the rent was so cheap: not because the house was in bad condition or because the location was inconvenient, but because of the parties. nearly every fucking night.

you might actually be impressed at how these college kids find the energy to party so often, if you weren’t so fed up with them. every friday and saturday night, and even sometimes during the week, at least one house on your block was throwing some kind of wild party.

by now you'd seen it all: drunk girls throwing up on your lawn, shirtless guys doing keg stands in the middle of the cul-de-sac, people making out literally everywhere. and yes, including that one time on halloween when you found two playboy bunnies having sex with spider-man in your backyard. how they got back there was anybody's guess, but from then on you’d started double and triple checking that your back gate was locked every night.

tonight, it seemed that the festivities were being hosted at the house across the street. and the man behind it all? none other than lee chan, president of the fraternity and owner of the house.

you'd only officially met him twice, once on the day you'd moved in and once the day after. his red honda had pulled into his driveway at the same time you were unloading your boxes from the u-haul, and he'd jumped out and offered to help carry your furniture inside.

at the time it had felt like this was finally your meet-cute moment, the friendly and unfairly attractive boy-next-door that sweeps you off your feet with love at first sight. but once the final box had been moved, he'd simply given you a smile and a wave and went back inside his house. no cute bonding, no exchanging phone numbers, no asking to see each other again. he just left.

of course, that had been before you found out about the parties, and the shock you were in for that same night when people had started showing up in droves had nearly led you to call the cops. so the next morning you'd put on a nice outfit and went to knock on his door, and it was then that you found out more about the neighborhood you'd found yourself living in.

with the same polite tone he'd used yesterday, he'd been friendly and apologetic for the noise, promising that he'd make sure everyone stayed on his side of the lawn and that no one disturbed you or your house. he'd explained that it wasn't a quiet neighborhood, no matter the time of year, but repeated that if anything happened he would take full responsibility for it. he said that you were welcome to come over any time, whether you needed something or you just wanted in on the fun.

you'd taken his word for it, sheepishly waving goodbye as you crossed the sidewalk between your houses, though you figured you would probably never set foot inside his house while there was a party going on. and as you’d walked away, you had tried to ignore the feeling of your heart fluttering with the beginnings of a crush on your neighbor.

tonight, however, your heart was doing anything but fluttering. music blasted outside, definitely a lot louder than usual, and the sound of car engines revving was already getting on your nerves.

you dunk your tea bag into the boiling water at the same time a loud banging on your door makes you jump, and you narrowly avoid spilling it all over yourself and the counter.

quietly you rush over to the door, looking out the peephole to see a group of people carrying cases of beer, looking around at your front porch.

before you can figure out how to react, you hear someone yell something distantly and the group turns around in the direction of the sound.

"shit, wrong house," one of the guys says loudly. "sorry, whoever lives here! have a good night!" he calls as they walk away, the others laughing over a joke you can't hear.

with the crisis averted, you head back into the kitchen and pull the tea bag out of your mug, chucking it into the trash with a huff. full responsibility, your ass.

and then… you have an idea.

chan had been so insistent that you could come over if you ever needed anything, so you might as well take advantage of his offer. because tonight you did, in fact, need something. you needed the party to not be so goddamn loud that you can literally feel your living room floor vibrating beneath your feet.

you stick your mug in the microwave to reheat later and quickly change out of your pajamas and into a pair of jeans and a t-shirt. presentable enough that you don’t embarrass yourself, yet comfortable enough that you don’t feel so awkward.

with a deep breath, you pull open your front door, keys tightly in hand as you lock it behind you and start making your way across the street.

you're almost at chan’s front door when a man steps in front of you out of nowhere, stopping you short. "hey, here for the party?" he asks, holding up his hand for a high-five.

"um… kinda," you say, lightly tapping his hand. you figure he must be the bouncer of some sort, from his friendly yet confident no-nonsense attitude and the way his thick biceps strain against the sleeves of his t-shirt. "i'm looking for lee chan, he owns the house?"

"gotcha," he nods. "gotta check your age before i let you in, though."

you pause, his words sinking in as you realize why he's asking. "oh, sorry, i didn't think i'd need my id," you apologize. "but i live next door, my driver's license is just in my wallet, i can go grab—"

"are you over 21?" he interrupts, and you frown at the question.

"uh, yes?"

"cool. head on in, then," he says.

you look at him suspiciously. "you're sure you don't need to see my id? what if i was lying?"

"dino will probably be downstairs, his room is the door at the end of the hallway on the left," he says, pointedly ignoring your questions. "and while you're down there, tell him cheol sent you. ask him to grab another beer for me."

he waves towards the open front door, and hesitantly you make your way inside. you have no idea who the hell dino is, and you can only hope it's just a nickname of some kind and the man you're about to go find isn't some stranger.

the second you set foot inside the doorway, it's like entering a completely different world. the air is stale and humid, clinging to your skin as you push through a crowd of what must be hundreds of people packed like sardines into every corner of the room.

the music gets louder the further inside the house you go, and you have to focus on repeating cheol's instructions in your head so you don’t get lost in the maze of hallways and doors. downstairs, end of the hallway, left.

you soon find out where the music is coming from. unlike the normal house lights on the first floor, downstairs everything is dark except for colorful flashing led lights around the room. a man stands on top of a table between two huge speakers as people crowd around him, jumping and shouting lyrics to the song that’s playing.

there’s so many people that you have to push your way through the crowd, but most of the people around you either don’t notice or are too drunk to care. but finally, you make it to what looks like the hallway that the man outside—what was his name, cheol?—told you about.

you open the first door on your left and find four people sat quietly on the floor passing around a bong, a thick cloud of smoke hanging over the room. all four of them look over at you at the same time, glazed eyes silently asking who the hell are you?.

"sorry, wrong room," you squeak, slamming the door and retreating back into the hallway as you try your best not to step on anyone's feet.

with a deep breath you crack open the door directly beside the one you'd just opened and poke your head inside, and relief washes over you when you see chan inside.

he's sitting on a couch with a couple girls sitting next to him and a guy slumped against his shoulder, eyes closed and brows furrowed.

he looks up when the door opens, and a look of shock spreads over his face when he recognizes you. he calls your name and you step inside tentatively, saying his name in response. "chan?"

"close the door behind you," he says, and you jump to turn around and shut it with a click. he must notice you standing like a deer in headlights, because he motions you closer to him with a friendly smile. "sorry," he explains. "people will think it's an open room if you leave the door open. i don't want anybody in here without a reason to be."

you nod, but your eyes dart over at the girls sitting beside chan. he makes eye contact with them and clears his throat, and without a word they stand up, understanding the message.

he helps the man laying against him sit up, then helps him stand up and hands him off to the others. "don't let hoshi drink anything else tonight except water, okay? keep an eye on him until your driver shows up."

they nod and slip their arms around their friend, helping him stumble out of the room as he grumbles about something incoherent. "thanks, dino," one of them says with a little wave. "see you monday for that bio test."

the girls open and shut the door quickly, suddenly leaving you alone with him in the room.

"hi," you start, not knowing what else to say. it's been such an ordeal just trying to find him that you've almost forgotten why you came searching for him in the first place.

"hi," he repeats with a laugh. "honestly, i never thought i'd see you here. you don't seem like the type. so, what brings you over tonight?"

"you've only met me twice, how would you know what i seem like?" you reply defensively, thought he's spot on. this is not your usual scene at all, and you’re sure that anyone at this party who’s even a smidge sober must be able to tell how out of place you look.

he shrugs, patting the couch seat next to him. "alright, fair point. come sit down."

you carefully take a seat, purposefully avoiding eye contact with the collection of ambiguous stains on the couch cushions.

"oh, before i forget. somebody named cheol told me to tell you he wants a beer?" you say awkwardly, relaying the message.

"bastard," chan mutters, but he's smiling, and you assume the guy you met earlier is a friend of his. "fine, i'll grab him something when i go back outside." pausing, he turns his attention back to you. "but really, why are you here? i don't wanna make any assumptions, but i doubt it's for the free alcohol."

"if i was, you'd have to tell me where to find it," you say with a shrug, and he laughs but stays quiet for you to finish.

you fold your hands together nervously. "anyway, i just came over to ask—could you maybe turn the music down, like, just a tiny bit? and also… can you tell people to stop having sex in my yard?"

he winces and gives an apologetic smile. "yeah, of course. sorry about that. i told vernon to keep it down, but you know how he gets when he's…" he stops as if he’s just realized something. "nevermind. i'll go let him know right now. do you wanna come with, or you wanna stay here?"

"no offense, but i'd rather not go back out there," you laugh awkwardly. “it was bad enough just trying to find you in the first place.”

"all good," he replies with that friendly smile of his. "it's not for everyone, that's for sure. just make sure the door stays closed, and you'll be fine in here by yourself. shouldn't take too long."

he opens the door and slips out, slamming it closed behind him. you sit unmoving on the couch, finally glancing at your surroundings.

unlike the first room, the air here is fairly clean, other than the faint smell of alcohol and weed wafting in from under the door. you realize this must be chan's actual bedroom, when you see the posters that cover the walls and the bookshelf full of knick-knacks and textbooks.

you start to wonder who else lives in this house, but soon the door opens again and chan returns, the sound of voices and music flooding in while the door is open but quickly falling quieter once the door is shut again.

"alright, he'll keep it down. i'm sorry about the noise," he apologizes again, but you wave him off, suddenly feeling shy around him. with him still standing and you still sitting, he towers over you in a way that makes the butterflies in your stomach flutter back to life.

"no, it's fine. really, it's not that big of a deal," you rush, trying to ignore the growing feeling in your chest. was he always this hot? for the first time tonight you notice how his blonde hair falls in waves around his face, perfectly framing his soft features.

he shakes his head. "really, i mean it. vernon will make sure it doesn't get out of hand, he’s good at that. i can't exactly give you a quiet evening, but i can give you the best i've got."

you take a deep breath and stand up. you're already way outside of your comfort zone even just coming to this party, but maybe this experience hasn't been all that bad. after all, you got to see chan again, and you got to exchange more than a handful of words with him like you did all the other times you’d met him.

"well… what is the best you've got?" you ask him, and you almost see him raise an eyebrow.

he puts his hands in his back pockets, pausing for a second as he looks at you. "mm, best i've got? probably this room. my room. quietest in the house, and nobody will come in to bother us."

your heart races as you take a small step towards him, standing close to him but still keeping some distance between you.

"so does this mean you're not leaving?" he asks when you don’t say anything, just barely loud enough for you to hear him.

"do you want me to stay?"

he takes a step closer to you. "only if you stay with me."

"do you say that to all the people you bring in here?" your question is joking, but a part of you still worries that he thinks you're just another girl at the party looking for a one night stand. though honestly, you wouldn't even really mind if that's all this was. hell, maybe all the secondhand smoke is getting to your head and clouding your judgement, because hooking up with your neighbor seems like a pretty fantastic idea right now.

"the only time i let people in my room is to let them use my bathroom and to make sure they don't die of alcohol poisoning," he says in a low tone, a little laugh escaping him. "and now, i guess i let my hot neighbor in here, too."

"you think i'm hot?" you ask, taking another small step forward.

he matches your stride, taking one last step towards you so that you're finally standing toe to toe with him. "i'd be an idiot not to."

"but how would you know, if we've only met twice?"

he laughs. "well, you had just moved in. i wasn't gonna hit on you when you hadn't even finished unpacking your furniture yet."

"so you did want to hit on me, then," you say confidently, straightening up a little.

“did i ever say i didn't?” he rests his hands on your hips and gently pulls you towards him, closing the last of the distance between you. his eyes never leave your face, gauging your reaction and looking for any hesitation.

you wrap your arms around him and lean forward, a smile on your lips. "good to know."

he leans in the rest of the way and presses his mouth against yours, and everything else just falls into place. your hands reach up to find his hair, threading your fingers through his blond waves and tugging experimentally, and when he lets out a little noise of pleasure you kiss him harder.

the noise of the party fades into the background as his hands slide down your body to grip your ass, and you can’t help the little moan that escapes as he starts to back you up against the wall. his hands stay put, kneading your ass as you try to keep your legs from giving out already. it’s painfully obvious how bad you want him, but it’s equally obvious how he feels the same way.

“fuck, been dreaming about this since the day you moved in,” chan says, pulling away from you with a shaky breath as your fingers tug at the hem of his t-shirt.

he pulls it off over his head before leaning over to kiss you again, his tongue tracing over your lips. he’s good at this; not like you’re surprised by it or anything, but it still catches you off guard.

he seems to be able to sense the tiny bit of lingering hesitancy, so he breaks apart from you but still keeps his arms firmly around you, loosening his grip just a little. “is this okay?” he asks in a low voice, but you can hear the concern laced in it.

you nod quickly, tugging your shirt off quickly and letting his hands settle at your hips before you pull him back closer. you never do this. maybe you really had inhaled too much secondhand smoke on the way in and you aren’t thinking straight. but deep down, you know that’s not the case.

as much as you hate to admit it, your harmless crush on your neighbor has grown into something much, much more. you can’t say you’ve never been a little jealous when you see girls leaving his house on sunday mornings after parties. you can’t say you’ve never let your eyes linger a few seconds too long when he goes out to check the mail and he’s wearing that tight black tank and thin silver chain he never takes off.

or the fact that he works out in his garage with the door open, and you aren’t really purposefully trying to look but it’s not your fault that your window just happened to be open. and it wasn’t your fault that you just happened to look outside and see him shirtless and bench lifting a very large amount and if you were really really quiet you could almost hear him groaning—

he slides his hands down your bare skin, hesitating again at the waistband of your jeans, but you arch your back a little to push yourself closer and he takes the hint. he easily undoes the button with one hand, and you try not to think about how many times he must’ve practiced that in order to get that skilled at it. but that thought is quickly pushed out of your mind when his hand makes its way into your pants, his fingers experimentally sliding down past your underwear and brushing through your folds.

you let out a groan, rolling your hips into his hand encouragingly. you’re already hot and sweaty, standing with your back against the door in just your bra and jeans, but it’s hard to tell if the heat is from the crowded, stuffy house or from something else.

“god, you’re so wet,” he murmurs under his breath almost incredulously as he presses his fingertip against your clit, circling the swollen bud before dipping back down to collect your arousal on his fingers.

you squeeze your thighs together out of instinct, trapping his hand between your legs, and he looks up at you for confirmation. “more,” you whimper, just loud enough to be heard over the music and the noise on the other side of the door. “chan, please.”

he groans and puts more pressure on your clit, starting to rub a little faster and a little messier. he slides his middle and index fingers inside and you let out an involuntary yelp, clenching and bucking your hips in search of more friction. he starts out slow, curling his fingers in a beckoning motion as his other hand massages the bare skin of your waist.

after more of your pleading he finally concedes, sliding his fingers out and wiping them on his stomach, leaving a glistening trail of wetness on his tan skin. he glances back up at you in questioning, but he finds no hesitation in your expression as his hands start to push your pants down your legs and you kick them away, leaving you bare in front of him.

“you sure you're ready?” he pauses to ask one more time, but your quick nod has him jumping back into action in seconds.

he follows hurriedly, stripping out of his pants and shoving his boxers down to free his cock. his length springs up and slaps against his stomach, the tip looking flushed and heavy, and your mind goes blank, replaced only with the thought of him inside you. he holds himself in one hand, lining his cock up at your entrance as you adjust your position in preparation.

you groan as he finally ushes into you, your fingernails digging into the back of his shoulder blades as you struggle to balance.

“feels good?” he mumbles as he lifts your thigh, wrapping your leg securely around his hip. he doesn't move yet, his hips still as he lets you move however you need.

you barely manage to nod in return, keeping your hands firmly planted on his shoulders, slowly but surely adjusting to his size. “god, yes,” you manage, trying to keep your breathing steady. “if i'd have known you felt this good i would've come over way sooner.”

“mm, well. you're welcome over here any time.” he grins at you. his dark eyes get hazier with desire as he holds you firmly against his pelvis. “for any reason you'd like.”

the best response you can come up with is “sure”, barely listening as you start to roll your hips, but you can tell the sincerity in his statement. your attempt at movement doesn't work very well in this position, but chan quickly takes the hint, pulling back and letting his cock slip halfway out before he drives back into you.

the first thrust has you seeing stars already, and you let out a broken moan as he starts to build up his pace. your back slides against the wall as you feel the bass reverberating through your bones, and it only enhances the feeling of his cock dragging against your walls.

“if there weren’t so many people in this house, i’d have you screaming my name right now,” chan huffs against your lips, pulling your body closer and wrapping his arms around you tighter.

“mm, but the music is so loud they probably wouldn’t be able to hear it anyway,” you bite back with a brazen smile. you're feeling bold, the party atmosphere filling you with a cockiness that you don't usually possess. but something about the environment, the fact that you're fucking the hottest person here while hundreds of people rave obliviously outside the door, is a thrill you've never felt before.

he rolls his head back with a groan, and you feel his thrusts suddenly getting harder and deeper. you have to fight to stay standing, using all your energy to keep yourself upright and leaning most of your weight on him, but if he notices it he doesn't let it show. all those push-ups and bench presses that you ogle him doing in his garage must be good for something, from the way he hoists you against the wall and drives his cock into you without even barely breaking a sweat.

“say it, then,” he goads, his fingers digging into the flesh of your thigh as he holds your leg up. “you want to, don't you? you wouldn't have come over here tonight if you didn't.”

the worst part is that you know he's right. your own curiosity is what brought you here tonight, masked by the claims of noise complaints. the noise isn't even really that much of a bother: you could've gone to bed, turned on your fan and played some white noise, and you would've been perfectly fine. but some part of you longs to know what goes on at these parties, to see your devastatingly sexy neighbor in this setting you've never witnessed him in yet. so now that your curiosity has been satisfied, you really have nothing to lose.

“chan! fuck— mmph, yes—” you whine loudly, unintentionally clenching around him as the words fall from your lips. there's no way anyone would hear over the music, and even if they did, there's a high chance they wouldn't care either way. it's just what happens at parties.

his eyes light up at the sound, a moan of his own leaving his mouth as he thrusts into you over and over again, burying his cock as deep as he can go with every stroke. a familiar heat burns in the pit of your stomach at his movements, winding tighter and tighter with each passing second. your walls throb around his length, filling every inch of you until you can't take it anymore.

“chan…” you groan again, pulling him towards you with your leg around his waist. “please, keep going… c-close, i'm close—”

he leans in and presses his lips to yours, swallowing your moans with his eager mouth. “god, please cum for me,” he says breathlessly, pulling away but leaving just enough room for your lips to stay connected by a thin string of spit. “need to feel it, need to feel you. please, baby, fuck…”

he slams into you even harder, driving his cock right up into the spot that makes your knees nearly buckle. you manage to whimper out his name one last time before your lips go slack against his mouth, your eyes squeezing shut as you crash into your climax. the force of his steady, constant thrusts combined with the force of your orgasm leaves your body tingling, every nerve alight from the waves of pleasure pulsing through you.

his movements don't ever slow, but you can see the emotion twisting in his face in reaction as he watches you cum, squeezing around him so warm and wet and perfect that it takes every ounce of his self control not to immediately follow you over the edge.

his eyes bore into yours, watching your face until he's sure you've recovered enough to handle him. he pulls out and keeps his hand firmly wrapped around the base of his cock, jerking himself with tiny flicks of his wrist to keep the momentum going.

immediately you drop to your knees in front of him, tilting your head back to stare up at him between his thighs, your eyes wordlessly pleading with him as your tongue nearly rolls out of your mouth.

“fuck, you're so…,” he groans, keeping his fist tight around his cock with a few final motions. “you're so fucking hot, god, i'm gonna—”

he whines and his hips buck as he spills across your face, thick white ropes landing on your tongue and your cheeks. your smaller hand reaches up to replace his and you take him into your mouth, gagging only slightly as the salty taste fills your mouth. you wrap your lips around him and swallow, letting your tongue swirl around his sensitive head to collect it all until he's finished.

he pulls back and his cock slips from your mouth, leaving you gasping and licking your lips to catch the stray drops of his cum. his voice is low and strained as he reaches out his hand to help you up, his thick biceps flexing as he pulls you to your feet. despite the blissed-out look on his face you can see the guilt in eyes and it makes you pause, wondering if he didn't enjoy it the same way you just did. but it's only another moment before he speaks again, and your short-lived worries are put to rest.

“i'm sorry it was so fast,” he says almost shyly, pulling you over to sit at the edge of his bed. “i can go again if you aren't done yet. or we can do something else… or i could walk you back home. whatever you want, i'm happy to do.”

you expression softens into a grin, still a little hazy but definitely not finished. “oh, i can go again, for sure. i've got all night if you'll let me.”

his eyes crinkle with an eager smile, and you're already spreading your legs to give him space as he falls down onto the bed between them, landing on top of you. his hand cups your chin ans he pulls you into him, his lips finding yours and melting into you with a satisfied hum. his tongue finds its place once again in your mouth, prodding inside as he kisses you with a level of passion and desperation you haven't felt in a long time.

he groans into the kiss as he tastes himself on your lips, exploring your mouth and the bitter taste he left inside. you feel the vibrations from it in your jaw and down your neck, and it only makes you kiss him harder in an effort to draw out more of those pretty sounds.

"hey, dino, didn't you say you'd bring me a beer? it's so boring standing out there—"

the door opens and you jerk away with a scream, hiding yourself under chan and using the nearest piece of clothing to cover up as someone barges into the room.

"cheol, get the fuck out!" chan shouts, wrapping his arm around you and keeping you pressed tightly against his chest, using his back to shield you from view. "fucking knock next time, dude, you know better!"

"jeez! how should i have known? i thought you said you didn't hook up at parties," cheol mutters as he turns around, slamming the door shut behind him. "i'll get the damn beer myself."

the door slams shut once again, and chan sighs and hangs his head, his forehead leaning against your chest before he reluctantly crawls off of you and crosses the room to lock the door.

“you don’t hook up at parties, huh?”

he turns around to look at you, and you pause to take him in. his hair is messier than it was when you got here, glued to his forehead with sweat and sticking up at odd angles from you tugging on it. his broad chest is tinged red with tiny scratches from your nails, and it makes you want to bite him all over, but you contain yourself for now.

your voice is teasing, but cheol’s words have honestly made you feel a million times lighter. you hadn’t expected to be anything special to chan after tonight; at the very least, you hoped that it wouldn’t be awkward when you see each other, but you’d figured you were just the next in a long line of girls waiting to have their turn with him. for once, you’d never been so happy to be proven wrong.

“i’ll make an exception for the pretty neighbor girl. just this once.”

“oh, so now i'm just pretty. i thought i remembered you saying that i was the hot neighbor girl,” you giggle, watching as he hops on one leg to put his boxers back on.

“two things can be true at once,” he says with a grin as he walks back over to you still lying on his bed. “besides, i still haven't taken you out on a date yet. would be kinda forward of me to call you hot when i haven't even bought you dinner yet.”

you smile at him, trying to fight the warmth burning in your cheeks as you reach up to ruffle your fingers through his soft hair. he lets out a satisfied groan at the feeling, and it gives you an idea.

“do…” you trail off, suddenly unsure, until you see the warmth in chan’s eyes as he lays on top of you and it fills you with confidence again. “do you wanna continue this at my house? i’ve got the quietest room, and nobody will bother us.”

“mm.” he grins at the way you repeat his words from earlier, enamored with your shy yet playful tone. “if we’re at your place, does that mean i get to give you the noise complaint this time?”

“i’ll allow it.” you roll your eyes and pull yourself to sit up. “i need a shower, and i’m sure you would like one, too. plus i have food that hasn't been spilled on the floor or soaked in alcohol.”

he picks your shirt up off the floor and hands it to you with a smile, moving around his room with a quiet confidence you find unbearably hot. “does this mean anything to you, or is this just a tonight thing?” he asks.

you bite at your lip as you shimmy back into your jeans, shaky fingers sliding the button into place as you sit back down on the bed. “it does,” you reply simply. “you did tell me you'd buy me dinner, after all. i'm gonna hold you to that.”

he leans over you, pressing another chaste kiss to your lips. “and i plan on keeping that promise.”

you stumble your way through the house, squeezing chan’s hand tightly as he pulls you up the stairs, following him towards the door. you're not worried about anyone noticing you anymore: everyone's too wrapped up in their own business to care, including you. the party seems dulled now, the music fading and the people around you becoming blank faces. all you care about is chan, your eyes roving over his broad back muscles that peek through his shirt as you trail behind him. you must look no different than every other drunk college kid here with the giddy smile on your face, but you haven't had a drop of alcohol. it's just the effect he had on you.

finally you make it outside, and the cool night air feels sharp compared to the humidity inside the house. already it seems quieter as you start to walk the distance across the street, moving away from the party and towards the comfort of your own home. chan moves up beside you, wrapping his arm around your waist while you lead the way, but you're stopped once again by the same man from earlier.

“hey,” he greets chan, only sparing half a smirk in your direction but otherwise not bothering you, despite the heat that instantly rises in your cheeks at the fact that you were caught. “did you get my beer?”

“no. you said you were getting it yourself.” he rolls his eyes, and cheol whines and gives him a look that you swear almost looks like a pout. “if anyone asks about me, tell them i'm not home. tell them i had to…” he looks over at you with a cocky grin. “…had to go take care of something. noise complaint.”

cheol groans, making a face. “god, whatever. i don't want the details. but just don't make me stand outside next time. i'm doing you a favor here. i'm supposed to be working on my thesis.”

“sure,” chan replies, but he's still stuck staring at you, barely processing his friend's complaints. “yeah. anyway, i'll catch you tomorrow.”

he tugs gently on your waist and you start walking again, leaving cheol without so much as a goodbye or even a proper introduction. you'll deal with that later, you guess. there’s a lot of things you'll have to deal with, but at least the wild parties your neighbor boyfriend throws won't be one of them anymore.

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devourable · 1 year ago

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⚘ the boys next door

sfwish, mdni | tags ; poly!male yanderes x gn reader (no prns used but 'you'), manipulation, yan behavior, slight fetishization of virginity

originally this was just gonna be one character so thank mazzy for convincing me to make him a poly duo instead lmfao. ik i have things to finish but like,,, boys 🫶

not too proud of this one so ill probs revise it or make a part two at a l8r time when im feeling less rusty

the boys next door were the two that everyone knew of as a pair.

sebastian and tobias grew up together, learned together, played together, and shared absolutely everything practically since they were born. they were what people thought of when the words 'best friends' came to mind.

nothing could or would ever come between the two boys, everyone said.

so it was no shock that when you came in and quite literally got between them — by virtue of moving into the vacancies that separated their homes — their instant mutual attraction to you would do nothing but strengthen the bond between them.

it was odd. any additions to their relationship was unheard of, but...

the boys next door shared everything. you didn't think that'd exclude you, did you?

toby and sebastian were quick to befriend you when you entered their life. you were around their age, practically the only other child in the area at that; but unlike the children at school who they'd turn away from in favor of each other, they readily made you part of their dynamic.

they didn't quite understand the feelings you gave them at first, they were too young to. all they really knew is that they liked being around you, they liked talking about you, and they wanted you to themselves.

when you were young, everything became about you. their favorite games involved them being your loyal knights, or bodyguards, or any other role that involved protecting you from whatever threat their little minds could imagine up.

and when you grew tired of playing the damsel in distress? they were fine with it. whatever you wanted from them, you got. sebastian's gaming console was practically yours with how much he pushed you to play on it. toby would beg his parents to get him any toy he'd seen you show interest in; and he'd always eventually get them for you.

they didn't want you to ever be bored around them. you'd always have a good time on their watch, and they spoiled you relentlessly to the best of their abilities.

you were theirs, now! and you took care of what was yours, no matter what. that's what both of them were taught.

they grew up with you. learned with you. played with you, and of course, they shared you — even as the three of you grew up.

everyone around you saw how much they adored you, too. when asked, the two boys would proclaim how they'd both marry you in the future. it was so cute! no one saw an issue with how they always took up as much time and attention as they could from you. or how you never really seemed to be able to make friends with other kids at your school...

you had your best friends, so it didn't matter. they were all you needed.

the pair grew to love their constant close proximity to you. it ensured that they'd know what was going on in your life at all times as you grew and developed. when you weren't all hanging out together, it wouldn't be unusual for the pair to simply watch your home from their windows, glimpsing into your windows to watch you go about your life.

you were turning into a fine young adult. but you still needed their protection! they both easily surpassed you in size as you all grew up — sebastian in particular, who's height was staggering compared to both you and toby. he liked the edge it gave him, and how intimidating he could be when needed. tobias didn't have that advantage, but everyone liked him enough to respect you as his territory anyway. you were so small and sweet, what if someone saw you the way they did? they couldn't have that, they had no choice but to keep you to themselves.

it felt like you always had at least one of the two at your side at all times. so much so that it felt odd when you were without either of them. sebastian and toby being by your side was as natural as breathing and you grew to never really question their behavior.

they were just making sure you were okay when they insisted on keeping you company when you were home alone. when toby took your first kiss, it was because it only made sense — it should go to someone you trust and care about, right? and when you told the two that you were still a virgin well into adulthood (which they knew, of course), they insisted on being your first.

they knew you better than anyone, they'd know how to make you feel good. and who better to give your virginity to than your best friends?

getting to claim your body, inside and out, was one of the best moments of their lives. no one would ever get to have you the way they did.

no matter what you'd do, where you'd go, you'd always be effected by them in some way — and that's exactly how they wanted it. they'd always be your first best friends, your first boyfriends, your first everything. and you'd always be theirs.

the boys next door would always be entangled in your life. but you wouldn't have it any other way, would you?

they know you better than anyone, after all.

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cyberclouddream · 2 months ago

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Expert Energy, "Good" or "Bad"

Your Sun and Leo placement can represent what you inherently come off as an expert in, or at least draw attention by seeming very wise or knowledgeable in this area.

Note: aspects or other planets can change how these placements manifest. These can also apply to places where you have stelliums or even Ketu, Jupiter, or Saturn. Especially for heavy 1st house/10th house placements)

How Other Placements Can Manifest According to The Insights Below:

Jupiter: you may come off too much in how the insights manifest, like you're good but it's forced or overwhelming in some way (also 9th house)

Saturn: you may still be learning these insights and come off as if you should've already mastered this area, or you may push boundaries too much here (also 6th house and 12th house)

Mercury: (how you communicate your emotional reactions) you're good at finding ways to bring these ideas or behaviors into any situation or topic

Moon: (your actual mind, because the brain operates on and remembers emotional responses to situations; your nervous system is about how things make you feel) your emotions tend to revolve around these insights, like getting triggered (positively/negatively) when these behaviors/ideas are acknowledged (also 4th house)

Venus: may come off as if you're more attracted to the idea of these insights, or make it too transactional (also Libra or 7th house/5th house)

Mars/Pluto: may come off as if you're trying to force these behaviors or insights onto others, very assertive or adamant, even if unintentional; especially with Pluto, it may seem like you're always trying to transform/evolve these aspects about yourself or others

Ketu/South Node: you may come off too attached to the insights or behaviors, like it's a comfort zone, like you're an elder who's stuck/stubborn in their outdated ways (also Cancer/Taurus)

Rahu/North Node: you may have good insights but executing/committing to them may be difficult or unreliable, as if you're a excitable child learning (also Aries or Gemini, or 3rd house)

Sun/Leo in the 1st House/Aries

knowing exactly who you are and not apologizing for it

making confidence look easy, even when you're faking it

being the one who always starts things, whether it's a project, party, or an argument

owning you personal style like you invented it (like having a signature look)

teaching people how to walk into a room and actually own it

calling the shots and looking like you've got it all figured out

turning yourself into the main character in literally every situation

making bold moves while everyone else is still thinking about it

leading the way, even if no one asked you to

being unapologetically yourself, no matter how unconventional it may seem

rallying people behind you with your passion and enthusiasm

starting things from scratch and making them happen fast

making a bold statement or taking action without overthinking it

being the first to try something nw, and making it look exciting and easy

Sun/Leo in the 2nd House/Taurus

knowing how to make money, spend it, and look good doing it

treating yourself without guilt because you know your worth

finding ways to get paid for just being yourself

spotting quality, whether it's in people, things, or ideas

being the person everyone goes to for advice on how to "level up"

making people think you've got a secret guide to wealth and security

building a life that screams "stability", even if you're winging it

teaching people how to value themselves without settling for less

staying loyal and steadfast, even when others don't appreciate it

knowing how to take care of yourself and enjoy life on your own terms

working hard and making it look easy

making everything around you feel luxurious ad comfortable

Sun/Leo in the 3rd House/Gemini

taking your way into (our out of) literally anything

knowing a little something about everything, and making it sound interesting

turning random observations into deep, meaningful insights

explaining complicated stuff in a way that actually makes sense

keeping everyone connected, whether it's through gossip, memes, or group chats

sounding like you've read five books, listened to three podcasts, and watched a documentary before breakfast

making small talk feel like an art form, lol

asking questions that make people go, "Wow, I've never thought of that before."

being the walking, talking human version of "Let me Google that for you."

striking up a conversation with literally anyone, anywhere

changing your mind, and making it look like you just had an epiphany every time, and making it make sense

Sun/Leo in the 4th House/Cancer

creating a sens of home, no matter where you are

knowing exactly what people need to feel safe and grounded

being the person everyone turns to for emotional support (even when you're tired of it)

protecting your privacy while somehow knowing everyone else's business

navigating family drama without losing your cool

being the emotional foundation of your friend group

teaching others how to reconnect with their roots or heritage

reminding people that sometimes, all you need is a cozy spot and a little peace

keeping traditions and memories alive and making them feel even more special

making everyone feel like family, even if they're not

nurturing others in ways that make them feel understood and loved

Sun/Leo in the 5th House/Leo

being the life of the party/center of attention without even trying, or being that person who makes every group hangout 10x more interest

turning everyday moments into something fun and unforgettable

expressing yourself so boldly it makes others wish they could do the same

making creativity look like second nature, especially in ways that leave everyone in awe

romance, flirting, and knowing how to keep things exciting

taking risks that somehow pay off in ways no one expects

living like your life is a movie and you're the star

teaching others how to stop taking life so seriously

showing people how to channel their inner child without being embarrassed

creating drama and excitement that everyone wants to be part of

making even your flaws look charismatic and endearing

being the leader that inspire others just by being yourself

turning anything into a celebration, even the smallest victories

Sun/Leo in the 6thHouse/Virgo

having your life together (or at 9least faking it convincingly)

getting things done efficiently, like it's a superpower

organizing chaos and making it look easy

spotting the details everyone else misses

working hard without needing constant applause or recognition

showing people how to find meaning in the little, everyday things

balancing productivity with self-care like a pro

keeping systems running smoothly, whether it's at work, home, or in a friend group

staying grounded while everyone else is losing their mind

making things look polished and put together

spotting flaws that no one else notices and fixing them without making a scene

Sun/Leo in the 7th House/Libra

understanding relationships like you wrote the manual

making people feel seen, heard, or like they matter, because you really listen or care

knowing how to be your best self in a partnership, without losing who you are

playing the role of the ultimate mediator in any drama

knowing exactly how to balance independence and intimacy without losing yourself

getting people to open up to you without them even realizing it

turning awkward situations into smooth connections with just a few words

making compromises look like a "win-win", even if no one knows who's actually winning

knowing how to make any space feel welcoming, comfortable, and stylish

being the voice of reason when things get too complicated or messy

Sun/Leo in the 8th House/Scorpio

reading between the lines and catching what others are hiding

making uncomfortable, taboo subjects feel like no big deal

embracing change and transformation like it comes second nature

seeing people's true motives without them saying a word

turning pain or loss into something stronger, like you're constantly rebuilding yourself

handling deep, dark emotions without freaking out

turning risk and uncertainty into something thrilling and inevitable

making people face their fears or desires without them realizing it

knowing how to get to the core of any issue, no matter how messy

holding secrets that make you seem like a mystery no one can crack

being a magnet for intense connections that leave people wanting more

handling drama with that cold, unbothered energy that makes everyone stop and watch

Sun/Leo in the 9th House/Sagittarius

seeing the bigger picture and getting others to do the same

talking about travel, philosophy, and the meaning of life like it's your full-time job

opening people's minds to new ideas and different ways of thinking

challenging everyone's beliefs (in the most inspiring way possible)

making complex concepts sound simple and inspiring

getting people to question everything they thought they knew

living with a sense of adventure, whether it's physical, intellectual, or spiritual

being the person everyone goes to when they need a new perspective on life, or when they crave adventure or growth

making every trip, now matter how small, feel like an epic journey

making people see the world as a place full of possibilities

always having a story that blows people's mind

being brutally honest, but somehow making it sound like wisdom

Sun/Leo in the 10th House/Capricorn

building a reputation that people can't help but notice (and respect)

projecting success like it's your default setting

knowing how to present yourself in a way that makes others respect you instantly

making your career or public life seem like your true calling

turning ambition into results that speak for themselves

showing people what hard work, determination, and success really looks like

navigating power dynamics without breaking a sweat

being the person who looks like they've made it, even if they're still climbing

leading the way with quiet confidence that others can't help but follow

keeping your cool and staying grounded while everyone else panics

knowing exactly how to climb the ladder, no shortcuts

mastering self-control and turning it into your greatest strength

Sun/Leo in the 11th House/Aquarius

making everyone feel like they can be themselves around you, no judgment

rallying people around a cause or goal like it's the most natural thing in the world

being the person who always knows what's next before anyone else does

showing others how to break free from the norms and embrace their quirks

dreaming big and making people believe their wildest ideas can happen, and knowing how turn your idealistic vision into reality, even when others doubt it

knowing exactly how to find your tribe and making it thrive

being ahead of trends and getting people to follow your lead without even trying

making independence look like the only option

making friends with anyone, no matter how different they are

finding creative solutions to problems that no one else can

Sun/Leo in the 12th House/Pisces

understanding the deeper, hidden parts of people that no one else can see, like you can read the unspoken

living in the background but somehow the one that everyone goes to for advice

embracing solitude in a way that makes others want to experience it too

helping people heal in ways they didn't even know they needed

being mysterious without even trying, like you're always one step ahead of everyone else

showing people how to embrace their shadows and still come out stronger

knowing how to find peace in the madness of life

living in a dream world and making it look magical

disappearing when life gets too real

being a human sponge for everyone's emotions

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elliethefroggy · 4 months ago

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Operation Seduction

One night when Buck is a bit tipsy, he takes one of those online sexuality tests. The internet informs him that he’s bisexual.

After he sobers up, he starts to consider the possibility that he’s not as straight as he’d previously thought. He takes a few weeks to discretely stare at pretty men. Reads through some forums. Wanders into a few gay bars. Has one very messy make-out session with a man in one of those gay bars (it’s for science).

Thanks to his very scientific research, he realises that not everything you read on the internet is a lie, and that yes, he’s bisexual.

But that realisation doesn’t change the fact that he’s looking for a long-term commitment, no longer interested in flings and one night stands. He wants to settle down.

Though thanks to his recent revelation, this does mean that his dating pool has significantly expanded, allowing room for a whole new gender.

Then in waltzes Tommy, here to save the day. Here to fly them into a literal hurricane. Tommy Kinard. Hot pilot extraordinaire with an amazing cleft chin, an even better ass, pecks Buck wants to smother himself with, and attractive amount of confidence to boot.

How could Buck resist?

But before he gets ahead of himself, Buck has to figure out if Tommy is actually attracted to men. This is rendered easy by the fact that Chimney can’t keep a secret to save his life and is always willing to wax poetic about how cool Tommy is. One not-so-subtle interrogation later, Buck is now aware that Tommy is both very gay and very single.

Excellent.

The next obvious step is to see if Tommy is attracted to Buck. Now Buck knows how to pick up woman. He’s very good at it. He imagines it can’t be that much different to pick up men (if his one make-out session with a man was anything to go by).

But Buck is a changed man. He is Buck 4.0. He doesn’t want to hook up with Tommy. He doesn’t want a one-night stand or a messy make out session in a dark corner of a bar. He doesn’t want to start dating Tommy immediately after sleeping with him only for their relationship to fizzle out a few months down the line because of lack of communication and a misunderstanding of each other’s wants and needs.

So he tests the waters first. Starts hanging out with Tommy more. Gets an invite to those pub quizzes. Takes Tommy up on those flying lessons. Invites Tommy out to as many pretentious craft breweries he can find (that’s another hot tip he weaseled out of Chim).

During all this, his shorts get smaller and smaller. His tops get skimpier and more form-fitting. He wears less sleeves. He starts discreetly flexing in Tommy’s company. He rushes to the gym area whenever Tommy visits the fire station, showing off how much he can lift. He also uses any excuse to take his shirt off around Tommy to the point of pretending to spill greek yogurt all over his front on two occasions.

Buck pays close attention to Tommy’s every expression. He notices when Tommy’s eyes linger on the almost indecent amount of skin Buck is showing. Notices Tommy staring at Buck’s biceps whenever Buck forgoes sleeves. Notices Tommy’s gaze slide down to Buck’s lips whenever they’ve had a little too much fancy craft beer.

Operation Seduction is a go.

Buck ever so slowly starts making their hangouts more and more romantic.

At first, it’s just sandwiches on a bench in a nice park after a shared workout session.

Yes, he did stake out the park beforehand.

Yes, he did choose a nice, secluded bench where they wouldn’t bothered by too many people.

Yes, the bench just so happens to be located next to a very nice flower bed.

And yes, he did spend an hour preparing these sandwiches before the gym, and they tasted fucking fantastic. Admittedly, the deliciousness of the sandwiches does become detrimental when Tommy bites into his and moans around his mouthful.

He takes Tommy out to a nice restaurant with low lighting, cosy booths and excellent pasta. No candles on the table yet, though; it’s too soon for candles. But, the tables are small enough that Buck and Tommy’s long legs are pressed together during the whole meal.

He starts carrying around Tommy’s favourite snacks whenever he has a flying lesson.

(Buck’s heard that the way to a man’s heart is through his stomach, and Buck is taking that very seriously).

Buck thinks his plan is going brilliantly, that he’s the height of discretion.

Tommy being Tommy, he notices all of this. From Buck’s outfits losing more and more fabric to the ever-closing distance between their bodies. He lets it play out for while, wanting to see where Buck goes with whatever he’s doing, but all Buck does is shower him in ever more delicious sandwiches.

It’s not until they’re having a not-officially-romantic walk along the beach as the sun is setting that Tommy finally asks the question he’s been puzzling over for a few weeks.

“What exactly is going on here, Evan?” Tommy asks.

“What do you mean?” Buck asks back, knowing exactly what Tommy is referring to, but trying to buy himself a little time. He’s figuratively hitting himself over the head because of course a sunset walk along the beach was too obvious. They should have gone bowling instead; there’s nothing romantic about bowling shoes.

“Come on,” Tommy says, “The fancy dinners, the even fancier sandwiches, the sunset walks,” he says, waving at the beach they were standing on, the gentle orange rays turning everything soft and golden.

“Ah. Right. That.” Buck says, pondering what to say. He settles on honesty because he would have had to admit to his plan eventually though that was meant to be at the end of Part 3 of Operation Seduction, and he’s only half way through Part 2. “Well, I’m attempting to seduce you.”

It takes a moment for the words to truly register in Tommy’s mind. And then hope inches its way in.

Because Tommy had an inkling that Evan was attracted to him. But he hadn’t allowed the hope to grow; he’d been burned one too many times when it came to romance.

Tommy enjoys Evan’s company, enjoys it more than he probably should. Evan was a fun, lovable man with a beautiful personality and the face to match. What’s not to like. But Tommy hadn’t wanted to ruin their growing friendship by testing out if Evan really liked him or not.

And here’s Evan, having the courage to try what Tommy could not.

“If you’re not interested, I’ll stop immediately, of course. I don’t want to make you uncomfortable,” Evan says when Tommy is quiet for too long.

“I never said I wasn’t interested.” Tommy says immediately, and then watches as a gigantic and oh so sincere smile blossoms on Evan’s face. Tommy can’t do anything but smile back.

“That’s good. Because I really like you,” Evan says.

“Yeah?” Tommy asks, trying to not sound as breathless as he feels because that hope that he has been beating down with a broom is rising up tenfold.

“Yeah,” Evan says, “Does this mean I can continue seducing you?”

“Seduce away,” Tommy says, then adds because he wants Evan to understand, “But you do know I don’t need all that?” Tommy is more than willing to start making out with Evan on the spot now that he knows he hasn’t been imagining all the wanting looks Evan’s been sending his way.

“But I want to,” Evan says, “It’s just, well, I’ve been told that I sometimes take things too fast, especially with dating, and I’m trying to be better about that. I want to be better. I want to do this properly. You’re the kind of person who deserves it. You deserve to be properly courted.”

“Courted? I’m being courted now.”

“Yes.” Evan nods. And Evan means every word, and Tommy sees that, and Tommy really wants that.

“Okay,” Tommy says because what else do you say when a hot, sincere, wonderful guy informs you that he wants to court you in the 21st century? You agree.

After that conversation, they are both on the same page. They’re not dancing around each other, they’re actively dancing towards one another. Though it’s less dancing and more Evan sashaying towards Tommy, a peacock strutting about with its tail feathers out on full display. They both know full well where this is going, how this dance ends, and they’re both happy to take their time on the journey there.

(Though Tommy is a bit impatient to get to the kissing part because he thinks he’ll enjoy kissing Evan quite a lot. But the joy on Evan’s face whenever Evan gets to do something even remotely romantic for Tommy makes the wait worthwhile.)

Once Buck has Tommy’s full permission to continue with seducing him, Operation Seduction goes to a whole new level. No longer needing to be subtle with his interest, Buck gleefully skips all the way to Part 5.

He goes on full seductor mode.

And Tommy has no idea what to do with himself. He hadn’t realised how much Evan was holding back until Tommy gave him the ‘go ahead’, but having Evan’s full attention on him is a thing to behold.

There are hikes in the hills surrounding LA accompanied by picnics at the very top with spectacular views and spectacular company (and also sandwiches that somehow get even fancier).

There is even more craft beer in places so obscure that even Tommy’s never heard of.

There are movie nights filled to the brim with some of Tommy’s favourite romcoms.

It’s not until Evan takes them to a drive-in movie of Love Actually that Tommy realises Evan has an informant, but Tommy is having so much fun that he doesn’t give Chim shit for revealing all his secrets to Evan.

Evan opens the door for Tommy at every opportunity he can get. When they drive somewhere together, Evan will ask Tommy to wait so that Evan can rush around the car to open Tommy’s door for him all the while Tommy stares at him bemused, but charmed all the same.

There are candle-lit dinners with rose petals scattered over the tablecloth. Tommy’s being showered in so many amazing home-cooked meals that he considers upping his work-outs just so he can eat more of them.

And flowers. There are so many flowers. The first time Evan offers him a bouquet, Tommy doesn't know what to say; no one has ever given him flowers before. Tommy couldn’t stop smiling for the rest of the day. He’s sure Evan noticed because barely a week later, he gets another bouquet. Tommy had to go and buy himself a vase because he didn’t have anywhere to put them.

Throughout all of this, Evan is constantly asking Tommy if something is ok, checking in to make sure Tommy isn’t uncomfortable.

On their second sunset walk along a beach, Evan asks Tommy if he can hold Tommy’s hand. And of course, Tommy says yes. Evan’s hand is about as big as Tommy’s, and it’s so warm in Tommy’s own.

After that, Evan is always asking to hold Tommy’s hand no matter where they are or what they’re doing. Tommy says yes every single time. Even if it’s during a long hike or just after a gym session together when their hands are both sweaty and disgusting. And despite doing it so often, Evan always has that big smile on his face whenever Tommy agrees. Tommy is just the same.

But after a few weeks, the anxiety starts creeping in.

Because Tommy’s not used to this. Not used to so much effort being put into dating him (Are they even dating yet? Tommy’s not sure; it definitely feels like dating. But when in the courting process is Tommy allowed to call it dating? He should ask Evan for clarification.)

When it comes to romantic relationships, Tommy is usually the one doing all the work, coming up with all the outing ideas. He’s not used to the reverse, and he’s not completely sure how he’s meant to act in this situation.

When he asks Evan if he should be returning the seduction, Evan smiles at him and says, “You ask me that as though you haven’t already inadvertently seduced me. That terrible fake mouth static really did it for me.”

Evan informs him that he’s meant to sit back and enjoy the ride, nothing more. And so Tommy does.

(Tommy does also ask if they’re allowed to call it dating yet, but according to Evan’s clipboard and the very detailed spreadsheet attached to the clipboard, it is still too early call it dating. Tommy nods in agreement when Evan informs him of that, but Tommy still calls it dating in his head.)

(Tommy tries to ignore how hot and bothered it makes him to see Evan with the clipboard because, according to the spreadsheet, what he wants to do to Evan is not in the cards any time soon.)

But then it’s Buck’s turn to be anxious. The last time he took it this slow was with Abby, and that did not end well.

Despite the very detailed plan, despite all the thought he’s put into Operation Seduction, he wonders if maybe he’s taking it too far.

He knows not everyone likes this pedantic side of him, especially when he’s got a clipboard at hand.

When he shares these worries with Tommy, when he suggests that maybe they give up the plan entirely and just admit that they’ve basically already been dating for months, Tommy refuses.

“You made a colour-coded spreadsheet. Of course, we’re finishing the plan.” Tommy is invested now even though he has long since been seduced. Also, fuck knows how much time Evan took to make the spread-sheet. “What’s next?” He asks.

Evan smiles as he looks down at his phone to open said-spreadsheet (constantly carrying around a clipboard can be a hassle, so he also has a digital version on his phone. Tommy would not mind constantly seeing Evan with a clipboard).

“Uh, right. Next up is star-gazing.”

And so they go star-gazing, and they have an amazing time, just like they always do.

One day, Evan hesitantly asks Tommy if he wants to go on a hot air balloon ride. Like every time Evan asks him for something, Tommy says yes.

Even though Tommy is used to these heights, the hot air balloon ride is amazing (though that could have more to do with Evan than anything. Evan who handed him the largest bouquet of flowers yet before they lifted off and who packed them a whole bunch of Tommy’s favourite snacks for the ride.)

As they admire the view, Evan showers him in so many hot air balloon facts that even the person flying them is riveted.

Evan quiets down after a while because even he had to run out of facts eventually.

Instead, they quietly watch the small world beneath them, shoulders pressed against one another, not an inch of room between them. And it’s nice. It’s so wonderfully nice that Tommy’s starting to suspect that that he’s going to want to keep this, to keep Evan for a long, long while.

“So how far along in the plan are we?” Tommy asks instead of asking how much longer before he gets to kiss Evan.

“Actually, funny you should mention that. This is actually the before-last part of the plan.”

“What’s the last?” Tommy asks.

Evan turns to face him, their shoulders no longer pressed together, but their bodies still so close.

“Tommy Kinard,” Evans says, grabbing Tommy’s hand and interlacing his fingers with Tommy’s, “Will you do me the honour of dating me?”

“There is nothing I would love more,” Tommy says, because again, what else can he say?

They lean into each over even further. Tommy lets go of Evan’s hand and instead places two fingers underneath Evan’s chin, tilting Evan’s head up towards him. And finally, after all this time, they kiss.

Operation Seduction is a resounding success, and the infamous spreadsheet will one day be framed and hanging in a place of honour in their future home.

#911 #bucktommy #buck x tommy #evan buck buckely #tommy kinard #buck buckley #Yes I gave Buck his hot air balloon date #He derserves it #Buck basically tells Tommy that all he has to do is stand there and look pretty #when the firefam hear the good news #they're all very happy for the both of them #but most of them are releaved they don't have to stage an intervention to finally force Buck to start swapping spit with Tommy #again like all my other 911 fic ideas if anyone wants to write this go ahead

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cepheustarot · 6 months ago

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What awaits you in August?

Attention! This reading is for entertainment purposes only. This tarot reading does not give a 100% guarantee that all the described situations will occur or being ultimate truth. You build your own life and destiny and only you know yourself best.

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Pick a pile. Choose one or more pictures. Trust your intuition.

Pile 1: At the beginning of the month, you may encounter a lot of misunderstanding from a loved one, it may be both your bestie and your partner. You will be very upset by this behavior on the part of a person, since you expected them to understand and support you, besides, you usually support and help each other, do not condemn, but try to understand each other. You may also feel resentment or anger at this person, you will want to respond in kind, add fuel to the fire. In this case, you will only quarrel more and move away, so it is important to remember that you should not be against each other. If the misunderstanding is related to some kind of problematic situation or with everyday life, then it is necessary to solve this issue together, and not be against each other. Also, as the cards show, you will be able to make peace and forget your grievances, so in any case there will be peace between you again.

The middle of the month will be as peaceful for you as possible. You will rest a lot, gain strength, you will not be burdened by any problems or unresolved issues. You can also see your family, relatives or friends often, these meetings will be filled with positive emotions and will charge you emotionally, leave good memories. If you were planning to go somewhere, that your trip will also take place and you will get a good impression of it.

At the end of the month, there is a high probability that you will receive an offer for a new project or for a new position/job. Of course, you will be pleased with this, but because of this offer you will feel uncertain, you will weigh everything and decide whether you need to change jobs, whether to take on this project or not, since there are nuances that will not suit you or you like the job you are currently in. You will think about this for a very long time and carefully, but the more you think, the more you will be in uncertainty, so here the cards recommend doing as your heart tells you. In most cases, this event concerns the field of work and finance, but it can also happen in other areas, keep this in mind.

Pile 2: Probably your work or your activity is closely related to interacting with people, perhaps you will also communicate a lot lately, get to know or see someone and in the end it will exhaust you emotionally, you will feel very tired of communicating with people. It's like you've wasted your energy or there were some kind of energy vampires among people, hence the consequences. This month, the cards recommend to be alone with yourself, replenish your strength and take care of yourself, do not limit yourself and pamper yourself, and also do not worry about other people, I am sure they will understand you and will not condemn you.

As soon as you rest and gain strength, you will immediately have a sudden desire to occupy yourself with something, realize your plans or try yourself in something new. In general, there will be a sudden impulse to do something. And here nothing will stop or strain you, you will succeed, your actions will be accompanied by success, so go ahead. This month you will also have a glow up, you will not only change externally, but also internally. In addition, you will have a very good mood, strong self-confidence, you will literally shine and attract other people with your aura, they will admire you.

Because you have changed, you may face an internal crisis. Your views and principles have changed a lot and the previous goals are no longer relevant for you, they no longer respond to you, and therefore, at the end of the month, the topic of finding yourself, finding a further goal will be relevant for you. To begin with, you will have many options for what you would like to do, but gradually you will come to something that will really be important and relevant to you, so do not worry about this crisis, you will definitely cope with everything, because you are very strong and brave.

Pile 3: At the beginning of the month, you will deal with the piled-up cases, it can be both in terms of work / study, and outside of these areas. If it's about studying or working, then you will probably try to end everything so that you can safely go on vacation or on holiday without leaving unfinished business behind. There is also a possibility that you will go or fly somewhere to rest, so you will work hard and deal with issues so that nothing distracts you on vacation and you will not worry about the thought that you forgot to do something.

In the middle of the month, there is a high probability that you will have to spend a lot of money on gifts to your loved ones, perhaps there will be many holidays during this period, or maybe you want to please your friends and family. As I wrote earlier, there is a possibility that you will go on vacation or on a trip out of town with a company, it can be both your friends and your family. In this case, your financial expenses will be spent on preparing for this trip. And in general, this period will be filled with anticipation of the upcoming trip.

The end of August will be extremely good for you, you will spend a lot of time for your own pleasure, you will be in a good mood, you will realize all your plans and desires that you conceived, in general it will be a good end to the summer for you. For those who are in a relationship, the end of summer will also be filled with romantic vibes, as you will spend a lot of time with your partner, see each other often and go on dates. And for those who are looking for a relationship, it is highly likely that you will meet your love, with whom you will also spend a lot of time together, get to know each other better, and there is a chance that both of you will feel sympathy for each other.

Thank you for reading! I will be glad of any feedback 💕

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mc-lukanette · 2 months ago

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Ladybug massaged her temples. She'd really, honestly tried to be sympathetic to Chat Noir, knowing how much love utterly sucked and how rough it could be when one's plans didn't go well.

But in the middle of an akuma battle? Because she didn't come after telling him that she already had plans? Prioritizing his own hurt feelings when people were literally melting after being turned into ice cream?

She couldn't do it, not now. She wasn't going to lose both of their miraculouses because Chat couldn't wait a few minutes to argue with her.

As Chat turned to go fight without a plan, she reached out and snatched his baton off of him. He halted, staggering and nearly falling off the roof in the process, then glared at her.

"What are you doing?!"

"Making a backup plan, because I'm the only one who can stop the akuma and you seem to want to cool off by becoming dessert," she stated. Pointing downwards, she instructed, "Stay safe. If we can't work together, I'll find someone else to help me."

She didn't wait for a reply, making a quick escape before his shouting drew even more attention to them. She ducked into alleys to keep herself hidden from Glaciator, only getting up on rooftops when there was no other way of getting around.

Despite the confidence she'd tried to show Chat, she knew deep down that it would be difficult to find someone who would fit the bill. She needed someone who could not only be convincing, but who she could be convincing with. She'd be a liar if she said she was in any way a good actor, so having to fake a romance with someone she wouldn't be comfortable with would definitely tip off Hawk Moth.

That left out strangers and, ironically, Adrien, with a sarcastic voice in her head commenting that he wouldn't be available even if she could ask him. She reigned in the voice with a shake of her head, feeling it was petty of her when it wasn't like it was his fault.

It wasn't like he planned on not coming, or knew he wouldn't be able to go and had been up to something else. That would've deserved the criticism.

Her thoughts bounced around in her head, running through all of the people she knew. Some were blatantly off-limits, like those who were already dating someone, and she had to keep in mind that they would have to be willing to practically throw themselves in front of an akuma alongside her. That narrowed her options even further, as some she couldn't be sure would put up with the danger.

She summarized everything in her head: someone she could feel comfortable around, who was unattached, who could handle the danger, who could act as needed, and who she wouldn't feel squeamish about being romantic with. Names and faces rushed through her memories like she'd pulled a crank on a slot machine, disappearing as she mentally disqualified them.

Until finally, there was only one left and she'd hit a jackpot of red 7s; or, in this case, black and blue 7s.

Turning on a dime, Ladybug took out her yoyo so its GPS could guide her, changing course now that she had a destination.

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It was strange landing on the Liberty without hearing any music. She tried to shake off the feeling, just hoping no one was asleep as she looked around, wandering from the front of the houseboat and into the little greenhouse area to check the seating there.

Still spotting no one, she headed further towards the back to peek into the cabin. Even if she saw Anarka instead, Anarka might've at least known where her temporary partner went, provided she would be willing to share after knowing the reason she was looking.

Because Luka would be perfect as her partner. He was brave enough to make himself bait for Captain Hardrock, acted well enough so that Captain Hardrock truly thought that he'd seen her escape out the window, and she was comfortable around him despite the attraction she had. It was a no brainer, really.

As if her thoughts had personally summoned him, a voice called from below, "Ladybug?"

She backed away from the cabin, peering down the stairway leading into the lounge room. Her face brightened in recognition and she exclaimed, "Just the person I was looking for! Luka—ah, Couffaine!"

She added the last name in a hurry, remembering that she was in hero form and not wanting to come off as too informal.

"I heard something up on the deck and came to look. I never thought it'd be you," he said, hurrying up the stairs to stand in front of her. "Why were you looking for me?"

"There's an akuma," she explained, the earlier cheer in her voice gone to express the severity of the situation. "He's after Marinette, and she told me to come find you if I needed help."

His face remained carefully neutral, but his cheeks were faintly flushed. "Marinette said that?"

Technically, it wasn't a lie. Marinette did tell Ladybug to go find Luka, just... in her head, since they shared the same head.

"Wait. Is she alright?" Luka pressed further, taking a step closer to her.

Ladybug had to suppress a smile, as well as the bubbly feelings in her stomach at knowing he was so worried about her. "She's fine for now. I helped her hide and Glaciator doesn't know where she is. All I need now is you to help keep the akuma from attacking me."

"You need a distraction?" He frowned worriedly. "Did something happen to Chat Noir?"

She made a face, nose scrunched as all of the unpleasant memories came back. There went the mood. "He's not being a team player, let's leave it at that."

Luka didn't ask for further detail, unintentionally proving to her that he was the right choice, and nodded along. "What do I have to do?"

"That..."

She hesitated, knowing that this was the only potential roadblock to all of this. She didn't have a backup plan for her backup plan, so if Luka didn't agree then she'd be stuck. The only way to know was to ask.

Taking a deep breath, she laid it all out to him, "Glaciator's power lets him turn anyone he hits into ice cream, even someone like me. His only rule is that he won't shoot couples, which is where you come in. I need you..." She swallowed, blushing but pushing on. "I need you to be my fake boyfriend and pretend like we're in love while I think through setting up a trap for him."

It sounded like something out of a cliche and she would rather not get into the logistics of how awful it was that she had to do something like that in the first place. She'd already had to kiss Chat Noir during an akuma fight even though she didn't want to and had reluctantly accepted that it was part of the job, albeit a gross one.

At least it would be with Luka this time, though he needed to accept first. He hummed, rubbing his chin in thought as he looked away from her, seeming conflicted.

"You won't be in danger. Hawk Moth won't go after you when it's all over," she tried to assure. "I'll make sure he knows before I purify the akuma that it was just a trick."

He shook his head. "Sorry. It's not that. I'm not dating anyone, but I do have someone I like."

"Oh." She didn't expect that, wondering who it could be whilst ignoring the tight feeling in her chest. "They must be something special."

"She is." He beamed, eyes growing soft at the mere thought of her. It felt oddly familiar somehow. "But I'll do this for Marinette, since she's in danger."

There was still something not quite right in his tone, but she knew he meant it and also that they was a she (even if it had nothing to do with the akuma). She placed a hand to her chest and sighed in relief, glad that this wasn't going to be too difficult. "Thanks. Now, let's—"

"Wait," he interrupted, raising a hand to signal for her to stop. "How much are you comfortable with?"

She blinked. "What do you mean?"

He squinted in concern. "I heard about the interview on Face-to-Face. A lot of Paris wants you and Chat Noir to be together, so he might not be fooled by us holding hands or hugging each other."

Oh, that... that was sweet? She hadn't given a thought to it beyond his own boundaries, but he cared about hers despite her status as a hero. After her interview with Nadja, it was true that she'd given up on some level that Paris might see her as anything close to a real person.

"I... thank you," she said, though it was a thanks from the heart rather than the professional one prior to it, "but I'll be okay. I'm willing to do whatever it takes."

He nodded in agreement. "Me too."

"Good!" She smiled, pulling him to her side and taking out her yoyo. "We can talk about a plan on our way there!"

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They'd agreed to wait in an alley that Glaciator would soon come across on his pathway through Paris, since he'd be caught off guard for a few seconds when he spotted them. She would stick with the reality that her and Chat had a fight, but from there she would act like she left to find Luka to "destress," as "Luka always worried about her when she fought akuma whilst upset."

She knew it wasn't real, but it sounded nice in a way. In another universe where she didn't have to keep her identity a secret to those close to her, could things be different? Would she be able to have a boyfriend she could go to who would congratulate her on her victories? Would he fret over her and be upset that it was Chat Noir helping her instead of him? Would he hold her after particularly tough battles, and even after easy ones—

Focus.

"We should practice while we wait," she suggested, putting her air of professionalism back on, "to make sure we'll be convincing. How good is your imagination?"

"What?" The question caught him off guard.

"I want this to be enjoyable for you, and it'd help the act." She waved a hand at herself, instructing, "Just picture her, and do to me what you'd do to her if you were dating."

He gave her a once-over, mulling over the request. He rubbed the area along his shoulder where his guitar strap usually was, then closed his eyes, possibly getting into the right mindset to imagine this mystery person girl in front of him at that moment. She could also swear she heard him humming a familiar tune as he tapped a melody against his thigh.

When he opened his eyes again, the soft half-lidded look had returned. She shuddered, knowing now that the look was directed at "her," and unconsciously held her breath as he took a step towards her.

His fingertips touched her shoulder, slowly trailing down to her forearm and then her hand. He raised it to his face and, rather than the cheesy peck on the back that Chat had always given her, he flipped it around to place a slow, steady kiss against her wrist.

She let out the breath in a single exhale, blushing. Already, the atmosphere felt far different than what she was used to. She knew that Luka didn't mess around when it came to feelings, and these feelings were clearly very genuine.

"She's so creative," he whispered, kissing the back of her curled fingers as well. "My sister's told me so many stories about her. She's extraordinary."

So he was getting into the mood by gushing about his crush. She almost felt like she was intruding, having more information than he thought she did, but she let him keep going, unable to tell him that.

Then, remembering that she should be just as involved as him, she raised her free hand to his face, starting at his temple and slowly working down towards his chin. He didn't have the look of a model, even if he dyed his hair and dressed up, but he was handsome in his own way, so she took her time feeling along his cheekbones.

Luka leaned against her touch, nuzzling into her palm with a sigh. With his head turned, she could free the hand he'd been holding and touch his earlobe, feeling the black earring he was wearing with her thumb.

"We match," she teased lightly.

His smile widened. "She matches me too. She has black earrings."

Black earrings. Despite the mixed feelings that he appeared to already like someone, she couldn't help being curious. Did she know someone that Juleka knew who wore black earrings?

She was startled out of her thoughts at the faint sound of loud, squishy footsteps and a sing-song voice off in the distance. She had rightly predicted Glaciator's path and he was approaching, so he'd be there at any moment.

Luka's eyes flicked out of the alley, then back to Ladybug. Gently taking both of her forearms in his hands, he circled her so his back was facing the nearest wall. He slowly sat himself down, bringing Ladybug with him as he pressed himself against the wall. She caught on quickly, climbing onto his lap and making herself comfortable.

She was rewarded with a kiss against her lower jaw, causing her to gasp. "You...you really like this girl."

"You should know, since you met her again today," he countered, encircling her with his arms to bring her in.

Her mind grew briefly fuzzy when he kissed her cheek, but it cleared as his words registered with her. "W-wait, you mean... m—Marinette?"

He nodded, beaming shamelessly like he hadn't dropped a bomb on her. She was just glad she was sitting in his lap, her legs feeling vaguely like jelly all of a sudden.

So all the things he said, the soft eyes that had felt so familiar, and all of the affection on offer had been for her. She knew she had her own spark of affection for him, but she felt like she was always looking like a fool in front of him, thus making it all one-sided.

Yet, it was mutual, and the unspoken conflict he'd been facing earlier suddenly made sense. He'd been torn when he heard that Marinette had "told" Ladybug to find him because that meant she was okay with him potentially kissing someone else.

She giggled. If only he knew, and if only she had known it could be so simple.

"Luka," she began, putting her hands on his shoulders and pushing herself up enough to kiss his forehead, "Did you ever think that Marinette recommended you because she thought it was one-sided too?"

"Ah—mm." Whatever he was going to say stalled as she kissed his temple as well.

She continued without waiting for an answer, "Y-you know what she told me when I told her the situation? That you were the perfect boyfriend material; that you were brave, capable, and sweet when she needed it most."

The alley was dark, but she could make out the way his cheeks pinkened. She wanted to see that through Marinette's eyes one day, not Ladybug's.

"I think you should ask her out," she added.

"I..." He hesitated, his arms around her loosening. "I wouldn't want to pressure her."

She almost laughed, thinking back to how badly she would've wished for someone like him when she was still struggling to make friends, and even now. "Take it from me, I know these things..."

The footsteps were growing louder and she heard the sound of boots against rooftops. Recalling the baton at her lower back, she glanced across the street and up, seeing that Chat Noir was stealthfully keeping up with Glaciator. She had no idea what was going on in his head, whether he was skeptical if she'd make due on her word or was simply waiting for her to come back, but their eyes met.

Pretending not to have noticed him, she took Luka's chin using the hand furthest from where Chat was. Her other cradled Luka's cheek, carefully hiding the sight of his lips from anyone else behind her wrist.

"If it's you asking, and this is what you have planned for her," she began, leaning towards him, "then she'll definitely say 'yes.'"

She sealed the promise with a kiss purposefully to the side of his mouth, though to anyone watching from where she knew they would, it would look like the real deal. Luka's breath caught as his embrace tightened back up, and she knew he was strongly considering the suggestion.

He better, anyway, as she wanted to give him the real deal as Marinette.

#queuekanette #lukaneventte: No Context November #Flower Arrangement Shipping #Pro LukaMari #Lukabug #episode: Glaciator #type: salt

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luimagines · 1 year ago

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Can I request the chains or readers reaction to a massage please??

Sure thing! I had a debate on whether this should be scenario of headcanon, but I figured since I've mentioned this in headcanons before, I'll write it out. :D

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Part 1 will include Twilight, Wild and Four.

Content under the cut!

Twilight

You watched as Twilight hauled another heavy pack onto Epona. You saw him wince and rub his neck, trying to get to his upper back.

Your heart ached for him at the sight. He looked pained but kept it silent.

You stood up and walked over to him with a frown on your face. You wanted to count your lucky stars that it was morning so he wasn't wearing his armor or layers. Then again- that didn't really help him now, did it? The day has literally just started and he's already in pain? Unacceptable.

You put a hand on his shoulder. He jumps at the contact, not having heard you coming. He relaxes when he sees you and smiles, putting his hand down as if everything is fine. "Good morning. Did you need something?"

"Are you ok?" You say quietly, not wanting to attract any attention to yourselves. "That looked like it hurt."

Twilight pauses and flushes slightly. "N-no, that's not it. I think I pulled something in my sleep. Nothing too bad, I just-"

"Do you want help with that?" You offer. Because really, it would be hard for him to move if he's got a muscle locked up. If you were attacked later today it would be worse for him. You can't even begin to imagine what would happen to him in that state if he was Wolfie. You don't want to think about it.

Twilight flushes a dark color. "...H..How?"

You also begin to blush but move behind him. "Don't make it weird. How else am I going to do it?"

You press your thumbs into his back and begin to knead behind his shoulder blade. You can actually feel the knot behind it. Poor Twilight. It must really hurt.

Twilight lets out a choked sound as the other half of him tenses up. You run your hand over the spot again and he strangles a moan to stay where it belongs.

You giggle and keep at it. Twilight has to fight to keep the sounds at bay. You poke his ear from behind with your free hand. "Feel good?"

"Yes, thank you." He says quietly, horrified but what he just did. "It feels a lot better."

"Good."

Wild

"Oh for the love of-!" Wild nearly curses, dropping the arrow he had knocked onto his bow.

Your attention snaps to him in an instant. "Everything good?"

Wild doesn't hear you. He doesn't even bother to pick up his arrow. His attention is solely on his forearm. Wild presses harshly onto a spot and makes a pained face.

You stand up and make your way over to him. "Pull something?"

"I don't know how." He hisses, running his thumb along the length of his forearm. He struggles for a moment but takes off his layers in frustration, throwing them to the ground non to gently.

"Easy." You take his hand and pull his arm towards you. "No need to get upset. Does it hurt that bad?"

You press your fingers along the side of the spot he was paying attention to, ease the area softly.

Wild winces but lets you do as you please. His other hand lands on his hip. "I don't know how I did it. I just woke up and it hurt to move."

"I don't remember you doing anything yesterday that would have caused this." You say softly, trying to diffuse his energy.

Wild flinches when you pass over the sore spot once more. You begin to move up his arm, going as high as his shirt will allow. Wild bites at his lip, but eventually his other hand drops as well. He takes a breath and his shoulders sag. "...Its been a few days actually."

You pause and give him a deadpanned look.

He flinch, but not from your touch. "I know, I know. I thought it would go away but it only got worse. Now I can't even shoot my bow straight."

"What on earth am I going to do with you?" You shake your head and click your tongue. You don't say anything else, opting to keep massaging his forearm, eventually moving to his bicep to help ease the tension in his arm.

Wild also falls silent, letting you work for a while. He doesn't fight you, he doesn't try to stop you. Neither of you know why you simply started doing this, but you don't feel like stopping and it's helping Wild more than he wants to admit.

Eventually you stop, moving his sleeve down and patting his shoulder. You're done. "Feel better?"

"Yes." He whispers, bending to pick up the gauntlets he had thrown down earlier. "Thank you."

"Anytime."

Four

Four rolled his shoulders for what to be the nth time this hour. He winces and pulled his arms back. Sure it puffed up his chest but you were certain that wasn't his actual intention.

You walked over to him and poked his arm, sitting next to him. "You've done that like ten times already. Everything alright?"

Four winces and shakes his head. "I think I pulled something earlier today. But for the life of me, I can't figure out what I did. It just hurts."

"Do you want help with that?" You offer, sitting beside him. "Does this happen often?"

Four shakes his head again. "I'm pretty good at keeping up with my stretches and forge work doesn't leave much to be desired when I have to switch over to the whole hero thing- which leaves me only more confused."

"Maybe you slept wrong?"

"Maybe." Four rolls his shoulders again. "Man, this sucks. What on earth did I do?"

"Let me help." You poke his arm again. "Turn around."

"I don't see how you're going to help me. There's only so much you can do." Four does as you say anything, not thinking twice about it.

You put your hands on his shoulders and begin to knead. Gently at first. Four hisses and you can see him flinch from behind but he doesn't voice any complaints. "If I'm too rough, you have to tell me ok?

"I doubt you would even be able to- mmm!!" Four hisses again and you can feel him arch with the way you press your thumb behind his shoulder blade. "There. You found it. Right there."

You chuckle and focus on putting the nerves and muscles back into place. "You were saying?"

Four tilts his head. "What was I say? I already forgot."

"Then don't expect me to remind you." You grin, happy that he's finding some relief after all this time.

"That is.. perfectly fine by me." Four sighs, relaxing under your touch. "You're pretty good at this."

"Thank you." You keep at it a little while longer before you pull back and pat his shoulder. "Did that help?"

"Tremendously."

"Great!"

Part 2

#linked universe #linkeduniverse #linked universe x reader #lu x reader #these might be a bit shorter than all the others though #i hope that's ok #otherwise i'd fear that it would be get a bit repetitive

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thelioncourts · 1 month ago

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This might be a silly question but the cast is so beautiful and I enjoy their beauty, so I'm curious, what do you think are Jacob and Sam's most beautiful features or what makes them so attractive? :) Actually, that could be both physical and personality-wise--what are your favorite physical features and favorite aspects of their personalities? :)

Not a silly question! A wonderful question, I love any opportunity to talk about how beautiful Sam and Jacob are.

I'll start with their physical traits and I'm going to limit myself to five things for each because I will end up just saying everything if I don't limit myself (😭), and I'll start with Sam. 1. Smile! Sam has a slight overbite and if he's smiling in profile then we get a really good look at it and it's soooooooooo stunning. I've said this before about the entire cast, but I'm SO glad we have a cast that all have their own teeth and not veneers. Teeth are so unique and wonderful and they're all so beautiful with the teeth that are theirs.

2. JAW. I talk about it often, but the sheer definition and size of his jaw is a gorgeous feature of his. A defined jaw is already really attractive, but his adds, once again, a uniqueness to his face that is unparalleled.

3. Mouth scarrrrr. Realizing I'm spending a lot of time talking about his mouth area, but I can't be blamed for that. Again, his scar is a unique feature that works so beautifully on his face and it adds something to his smile (and works so well for Lestat, this beautiful and -- when chosen -- dangerous quality).

4. Ridiculous broad shoulders to little waist ratio. Superhero build fr. Unnervingly attractive, and insane to see.

5. I can't post pictures of this one, but: VOICE. Quite literally cannot put into words what his voice does to me. Bass you can feel in your core, it's crazy.

NOW JACOB:

SMILE. Jacob has the. most. beautiful. smile. I've. ever. seen. There are times where he smiles and it's so heartstopping that idk what to do. In 1x7 when he smiles at Tom Anderson at the Mardi Gras ball, I get so angry that Tom Anderson got to be on the receiving end of that smile it makes me dizzy.

2. PROFILE. Jacob's profile is the most stunning profile in the entire world. His facial features work so beautifully together, and from the side all of his features are so easily seen and they're just !!!! Stunning.

3. EYES. They're so deep and framed by these beautiful lashes and they crinkle when he smiles and you could truly drown in them, the most beautiful beautiful eyes.

4. Itty bitty waist. Jacob is soooo tiny, even tinier in person, and his waist doesn't get quite as much attention as Sam's because Sam's shoulders are so broad that the difference in shoulders to waist is so apparent. Jacob's isn't quite like that because his shoulders aren't near as broad, but his waist is so itty bitty teeny tiny and it makes me insane.

5. Also voice. I think Jacob's voice is deceitfully deep (he doesn't look like he should have a voice as deep as his is) and, especially in his own accent, is really warm. Like just his state of speaking is very warm. And I think it's the kind of voice, like silk, that you could sink down into.

As for their personalities, it's so hard for me to pinpoint exact things, but I'm in love with how Sam is generally very shy but he does get excited about things and it shows and his smile gets a little crazy (affectionate). I love how earnest Jacob is, how he sometimes catches himself oversharing and you can tell he's slightly self-conscious about it but it's so true and raw and real and vulnerable. I love how Sam is such a nerd, how he's been a theater kid since forever and his passion for books and storytelling shows through in all he does. I love how Jacob is such an unapologetic geek who finds joy in a huge variety of media and genres and lets himself grow with new interests. I love how they both genuinely seem to be so kind, Jacob throwing parties for the whole crew of iwtv and Sam chatting with fans. I love that they are girl-dads, truly, and how they have just taken to their on-screen daughter with such adoration and you can tell they will look out for her and Bailey forever. I love that they both are reserved but do share parts of them with us because that's really hard to do when you're reserved. Idk. There are so so many things about them to love.

#sam reid #jacob anderson #jam reiderson

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justpeaxchy · 4 months ago

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The Discovery

A/n: So, I originally was almost done writing this when I wanted to change the music I was listening to rq, meaning I had to switch my tabs, and Tumblr decided to not save my draft 🥸?(It hasn't done that before I literally did it so many times when writing this lol.) I had to write it all over again. Hopefully this came out how I wanted it to because I was really liking how it was going.

Warnings: Mentions of being wounded, being taken by a dragon, other than that it should be good.

Hiccup x !Fem oc!

Next chapter,

Fire encompassed the isle of Berk, bringing smoke along with it, as the cries of vikings alerting one another filled the air. Dragons and disaster had become a nearly normal expectation for those inhabiting Berk, though it was by no means pleasant.

One, perhaps two, young vikings seemed out of place even in the midst of such chaos. Their small frames could barely be seen through the surrounding smoke that began to cover the island like mist. Their footsteps barely reached their own ears as they ran deeper into the forest of the outskirts of Berk, farther away from the "main attractions."

"Haddock, what do you think you're doing?" Evelynn, the other young viking, spat out harshly, pushing away any remaining ferns and leaves in her way. The path ahead of her was already bumpy, but the moon only provided so much light that she could barely see her hands in front of her own face.

"Evelynn, I already told you! I just need to get this shot. Then, this dragon can help me get everything I ever wanted." Hiccup, the short and skinny "viking" she was following quickly answered her, not slowing down his pace as he hauled his “new invention" towards the place he planned on taking down the night fury everyone was trying to avoid.

He quickly glanced back at the girl chasing after him, concerned for her safety as she nearly tripped on a tree root that stuck out from the ground, but the adrenaline quickening his body to keep running was taking over his mind as he continued rushing towards the destined area.

She knew that she didn't have to, but when she caught Hiccup running towards the area where most vikings weren't at, Evelynn felt the need to make sure he didn't accidentally fall off a cliff to his death. She struggled to see his already fragile figure as he darted past every bush and obstacle before she found herself tripping over another tree root that caught her off guard.

Within the first few seconds she had, she quickly put her hands out to at least shield her face from the fall, her head nearly missing the ground. "Hiccup, you'll pay for this...!" Evelynn muttered, crumpling up the rough patch of grass underneath her fingers. She hadn't yet noticed the other pair of footsteps approaching her, too focused on the amount of pain creeping up on her leg. It felt like a chore just trying to stand as she leaned against the tree she fell on, her eyes scanning the area around her.

If it weren't for a quick glance in the direction, Evelynn wouldn't have noticed the movement against a nearby bush, as if someone or something had walked through it. She, however, found no culprit for it to be so. She knew the unsaid rules of a viking: never be scared, always show that you're strong and tough even when you're not - but the feeling of uneasiness started to fill her in a way she couldn't ignore it.

Her head turned back to the direction where she and Hiccup came from, the village still on fire as vikings struggled to put out the fires that dangerously swept across most of the land. Once again, something caught her attention, stirring her away from looking at the place she called home, having heard a stick being crushed before seeing a large figure approach her from the darkness, the threatening growl it gave shook Evelynn to her core. Suddenly, the pain in her leg was as if it was never there as fear started to cloud her mind, seeing this dragon supposedly come out of thin air.

The white scales of the beast before her glimmered in the little moonlight that was provided, its color standing out in the midst of the gloomy forest as a dangerous confidence radiated from its eyes. Evelynn felt her breath hitch as she held out her hand in front of her, trying to put some distance between her and the beast. Its steps were ordered as if it had finally caught its prey and the young girl knew she wouldn't be escaping anytime soon.

It was as if all the training on how to be a viking was blotted out of her mind as she took a few shaking steps backwards. Bravery was something she was starting to be known for in Berk, but with the white-scaled dragon approaching her, Evelynn couldn't find it in herself to fake that anymore.

Despite knowing the danger this creature carried, she couldn't help but let her gaze travel across the whole dragon. She acknowledged that, if what she learned over the years was correct, night furies were supposed to be dark, if not darker, than the midnight sky above her. The one approaching her, however, was practically glowing white as its eyes narrowed at Evelynn. The beast seemed to notice that she wasn't attempting to bring any harm to it either, making its nose twitch in confusion.

She found herself in a daze as her eyes stared right back into the eyes of the dragon before her. They were swirling with a shade of green remarkable to the forest around them both, not noticing the explosion that had just occurred on another house, making the shouts of vikings become even louder. Evelynn didn't seem to notice; all of her senses were focused on the large creature who was also intently gazing at her. She noticed its eyes widen ever so slightly with curiosity now that it realized she wasn't doing anything. The dragon's tail swayed to the left, then to the right, as it continued to make cautious and calming steps towards the shaking girl.

Evelynn thought she heard her name be called, but it was like her ears went deaf for the mere moment of looking at the small spikes that decorated the dragon, soon leaving her to be entranced by the slight glimmer its scales brought. Her hand no longer trembled dramatically as it did when she first laid eyes on the beast before her as she slowed down her steps, which made the dragon do the same.

"Evelynn!" The sound of leaves being ruffled and a pair of footsteps coming in her direction finally snapped her out of whatever daze she was put in and she quickly turned her head to see her father rushing to the spot she stood in. Her heart began to beat faster than it already was, worry paralyzing her for a moment before she held out her hand, signaling for him to stop.

"Dad! Wait!" The dragon, sensing her distress and fear, although misinterpreting it, lowly growled and spread out its wings, hovering over Evelynn to grab her by her small shoulders. Her father yelled, his battle axe ready in hand as he tried to get to his daughter.

Evelynn had felt pain before, yes, but when the dragon had hauled her up in the air with it, its claws had sunken into her skin more than what she was comfortable with, leaving her with an agonizing stinging sensation throughout her whole body. She struggled against the grip of the beast that was now bringing her higher up in the air, making it impossible for her to even try and jump off.

"Dad!" Evelynn cried out to her father, tears brimming her eyes as she saw her father still running to her. The last thing she saw before her vision went black, was the look of fear and grief in his eyes as she was carried off, as if she had already died in front of his face.

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Hiccup had been called many things in his life, he was "anything but a dragon killer" as his father, Stoick, had put it. He found himself sticking to that phrase even now as the chief of Berk stood before him on the ship that gently swayed to the waves of the ocean below them.

The enemy they were facing this time around was stubborn and "couldn't be reasoned with." Hiccup didn't seem to mind it as he mounted Toothless, seeing the frustration and worry his father's eyes held. The story of Drago hadn't discouraged him from still trying to change his mind once he found him, even though almost everyone doubted his intentions.

"This is what I'm good at. A-and if I can change your mind, I can change his too." Hiccup gazed at his father, pleadingly and silently asking him to let him carry out his plan. "C'mon." He quickly motioned to Toothless as they flew off the ship, leaving the questioning gazes of his family behind.

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If Hiccup had been in any other situation, he would've considered the view to be breathtaking. Toothless steadily flew above the clouds, which illuminated a soft orange glow from the setting sun before them. It was quiet, nothing bothered them, and it was supposed to be a peaceful moment.

The thoughts of Drago and his father, Berk, the dragons, and every other thing that made him angry seemed to fill his mind, leaving him no room to calm down. Not having the strength to hold all of his emotions inside anymore, Hiccup vainly punched the air, yelling out in frustration as he fell back on his dragon.

Toothless voiced his concerns with a confused grumble as Hiccup weakly patted him near his wing. "Don't worry, bud. I won't let anything happen to you, I promise." His gaze fixed on the sky above them, trying to calm himself down as the night fury glanced below them, seeing a strange figure approaching. He cautiously growled, simultaneously letting Hiccup know something was happening.

Though his view was focused on what was above him, he still could make out a figure coming to his vision and he groaned in annoyance, sitting up as he waved his hands in anger, "Oh, c'mon dad, really?" Both he and Toothless flinched as they saw the stranger hovering in the clouds with them, quickly realizing that it wasn't anyone he knew.

Hiccup couldn't find the words to speak as the figure slowly descended back into the clouds below them, leaving another eery silence in the air. "Okay, no sudden moves.." His hand found its way to Toothless' head as he scanned their surroundings, his nerves spiking as he found nothing.

The quietness was soon interrupted as Toothless' abruptly stopped mid-flight as another dragon soared above them, its size intimidatingly larger than the night fury. Hiccup could do nothing but watch as the stranger encircled them, standing confidently on the dragon who roared at them as if to warn them not to do anything. It wasn't as if they could anyway, the clouds started to rise up like smoke due to the constant flapping of the dragon's wings, making it difficult to see anything but what was in front of them.

He didn't see it at first, but when Hiccup heard another roar from a different dragon, he glanced at the second figure who appeared from the clouds, the white-scaled dragon sticking out in the midst of the orange glow that surrounded them all. In a mere moment, he felt his breath hitch. If his eyes weren't lying to him, that looked very similar to the night fury he rode, the one he thought to be the only one left in existence. Only, this one was the complete opposite to the name of "night" fury. Its pale white scales glistened in the sunlight as its eyes narrowed at the young chief-to-be.

"Hold on, hold on!" Hiccup didn't have time to register that the first stranger had waved their staff, signalling for more dragons he didn't know was coming. His gaze finally settled on the stranger who was occupying the white night fury, seeing that they had on armor of some sorts with the same color as the dragon, their mask hiding any clue of who they might be.

Toothless had been too focused on the threat in front of them to notice the ones quickly approaching from behind, as he noticed a second too late, the dragon swiftly picking up Hiccup in its paws as he cried out in distress.

"Toothless!" Hiccup could only watch as his dragon helplessly fell to the ice-cold depths below them, the water growing closer to the night fury with each passing second. Worry gripped his heart as Toothless fell beneath the ice that covered a certain part of the waters, his eyes brimming with tears as he knew that his dragon would drown on his own.

He hadn't noticed the rider on the white night fury stand up just as the other one had, pity starting to fill her as she watched the young man struggle against the grip of the dragon who began to carry him to their base. She knew other dragons would come for the night fury, but she still couldn't help and glance at the other stranger, knowing she would understand what she was thinking.

The only response she got was another wave of their staff as they all began to fly towards their destination. The rider offered one more glance towards the night fury who struggled against the waves of the water. She knew that the ice wouldn't be any help with its struggle, but she counted on the dragons who would soon bring him where they wished, which was to safety.

"Hey! You left my dragon back there! He can't fly on his own, he'll drown!" Hiccup tried wriggling out of the grip of the one who carried him through the fog that suddenly surrounded them as he kept trying to see if Toothless was at least alive.

The strangers gave no response, still steadily flying to wherever they were taking him. The white night fury glided faster ahead of the first stranger, now leading them to a cave covered in dangerous spikes of ice, as they suddenly disappeared with a blast similar to Toothless'. Hiccup's heart raced with a continuous fear as they dove into the darker regions of the cave and finally let him go, rolling on the floor as he got up as quickly as possible.

"Hey! We have to head back for my dragon..!" He didn't fully care that he was surrounded by a whole group of other ones at the moment, his mind solely focused on getting Toothless' back alive.

As he continued to look around for the two strangers in hopes that they would have a change of heart, a dragon had come too close for his liking as he stumbled back. The gears in his mind shifted to the part he knew best as he quickly grabbed Inferno, slowly waving it in a circular motion as the dragons became entranced by it. After a few seconds of success, one of the dragons seemed to challenge Hiccup, showing itself uninterested in the flames, as he began to encircle himself with the gas the sword carried. A small spark went off, lightening the area around him for a moment before he reached out one of his hands towards a dragon, their eyes wide in wonder.

He hadn't noticed the stranger who was observing the whole scene behind him as they suddenly swung their staff, making it rattle as a distant roaring could be heard, making Hiccup turn around to find Toothless being dropped on the ground beside him. Nothing but relief filled him as he ran towards his dragon as he shouted, "Toothless!"

The night fury looked weary as he stood up, gently rubbing his head against Hiccup who embraced him as much as he could. "It's okay, it's okay, it's okay. I'm glad to see you too, bud. You really had me worried there.." His hands gently rubbed his dragon's head, turning to face the stranger. "Who.. are you? Where is your...friend?" He said as he couldn't find the second person anywhere in sight. "Are you Drago, uh, Bludvist..?"

The stranger said nothing as they glanced at the dragons behind them, slightly shaking their staff once more as it rattled while they opened their mouths. Flames of fire started to light up the room as Hiccup scanned them all, noticing they were only using it as a light while the stranger started to step towards him. Hiccup felt Toothless wrap his tail around him as the stranger boldly approached the night fury as they lowered themselves to the floor, dropping their staff and shield as he wondered if he should allow Toothless to attack this person or not. He didn't have to make that choice, apparently, as his dragon suddenly fell on his back, purring in delight as the stranger gently glided their hand along his chin while still trying to reach Hiccup.

"Gee, thanks." Once again struggling to find the words to speak, all he could do was try and avoid the hand that was reaching up to his face, uncomfortable at the short amount of distance he and the stranger had before he heard them gasp underneath their mask, quickly recoiling their hand as they knelt on the ground.

"Hiccup..?" The voice spoke as she lifted her mask off, revealing an older woman with similar features that he carried. Confusion was plastered over Hiccup's face as he narrowed his eyes at her. "C-could it be? After all of these years.." She paused, her eyes slightly widening as if fully realizing the situation she was in. "How is this possible..?"

Hiccup stuttered as he tried to make reason for what was happening, "Uhm, should I - should I know you..?" He carefully watched her as she sighed, her shoulder slumping slightly and her gaze locking onto the floor as she considered her answer.

"No... you were only a babe.. and Ev-" She hesitated, catching herself as she shook her head lightly before slowly finding Hiccup's eyes once more, who managed to catch the mess up in her sentence. "But a mother never forgets.."

Silence clung to the air before Hiccup's breath got caught in his throat as his eyes widened as if he were about to scream. Thankfully, the woman held out her hand, gently shushing him not to make any sudden noise or movements for the sake of the dragons. She glanced to the direction she originally sat, finally seeing a small glimpse of the other rider that disappeared. She knew that she was there the whole time, but what made her want to be invisible with her dragon was something she couldn't figure out.

Knowing she probably didn't want to be seen still, she quickly motioned to Hiccup, who was still struggling not to choke on his own shock. "Come..!"

She swiftly left in a different direction, making Hiccup staggering to catch up to her as Toothless sniffed the air, his eyes going to a corner in the room. His eyes widened in curiosity as he found the white "night" fury carefully standing next to another stranger who still had their mask on. When they noticed his gaze they quickly ran in a different direction, making Toothless start to go after them before Hiccup called him.

"Toothless! C'mon, bud! We need to go!" The shock in his voice could still be heard even to the dragon as he bolted after Hiccup, forgetting about his original intention.

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"That was a close one, Aurora... Too close." The girl muttered underneath her mask as she watched Toothless run off in the direction Hiccup had run with his newly discovered mother. The dragon beside her grumbled with curiosity as she wanted to go with them too. She watched with wide eyes as the rider took off her mask, revealing slightly messy light brown hair that cascaded just below her shoulders.

"I'm not ready to face him again just yet.." Evelynn mumbled, gently patting her dragons head with worry filling her eyes.

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A/n: FINALLY! Tumblr kept trying to delete this over and over but I finally finished it. It came out nearly the same, I think, to how I was writing it. Hopefully The links to the songs worked as well. The next part will be out soon! <3

{P.S., it's just the beginning chapter so I know you had to read the lore part first but trust me it's gonna get good.}

#httyd #hiccup x reader #hiccup horrendous haddock iii #how to train your dragon #how to train a dragon 2 #hiccup x oc #fem reader #httyd hiccup #hiccup haddock #hiccup how to train your dragon

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princessjojo-x · 1 year ago

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Pisces Mars

💝 he’s easily overwhelmed with a sensitive temperament so he acts withdrawn at times. consequently, he’s often perceived as mysterious or detached.

💝 he’s prone to being used & dominated by others. after being repeatedly treated like a door mat, he conclusively develops a victim/inferiority complex & he eventually creates protective mechanisms that push others away.

💝 this placement produces feminine energy so he’s naturally passive & submissive. however, he desperately wants to disguise that so he overcompensates extensively. he’ll attempt to achieve a dominating position & constantly compete with other men. he’s trying to prove his masculinity to avoid being perceived as weak. he shields himself behind an ‘alpha male’ facade but this ‘dominant’ image clashes with his default nature. i think this placement is the essence of ‘small man syndrome’ & an example of someone with it is andrew tate.

💝 swimming away is his most commonly used strategy when unpleasant situations occur, including disputes & drama. if you confront him he’ll posses an unbothered & calm attitude. he perceives arguing as pointless & he has trouble asserting himself. the worst thing you can do to him is drag him into a situation or blame him for something which he has nothing to do with.

💝 if he has a problem with you he’ll talk abt it with everyone but you. additionally, he’ll either go full ghost mode or put on a smile for show. you should only expect a reaction from him if it’s abt something very important to him.

💝 he doesn’t feel any urgency to resolve a conflict right away but he does tend to forgive & forget easily. sometimes he uses forgiveness performatively & stages it in a calculated way. this is his attempt to float above the situation at hand.

💝 he can be slightly blurry & hard to read. he goes back on his words a lot mainly to please others. consequently, others never really understood what the purpose of his actions are.

💝 if he’s attracted to someone he’ll dream & fantasise abt them daily but be reluctant to make the first move. even if he literally loves someone, he may still leave them be, bc he’s afraid of how much he feels for them. amongst all the mars signs, he is the most willing to discard, give up & let go. if you haven’t already noticed he’s a major escapist in all areas of life!

💝 he’s so gentle & attentive in bed whether it’s the 1st or 100th time with him. the way he touches & kisses you will make you think he actually has feelings for you. he doesn’t want to hurt you in bed, unless you ask, which just show how submissive he truly is.

💝 it takes a while for him to move on & get over things bc he is a dreamer & will daydream abt things often.

💝 he goes with the flow, believes in blessings in disguise & thinks that everything will eventually work out.

💝 he doesn’t like you if he’s not spending all of his time & energy on you.

💝 he may have hypnotising eyes or a high/tired look to him.

💝 he can struggle with misplaced anger that comes out at random times that he’s held in for decades.

Turn On’s:

💝 even though pisces venus are attracted 'girly girls' & feminine energy, pisces mars prefer a gothic, curvy, aggressive & older woman. also, he’s most attracted to women that are not well known or hide in the shadows.

💝 sexually, he yearns for a deep soul connection that transcends the physical realm & he wants to be completely consumed when having sex. he perceives lovemaking as a spiritual experience that intertwines two souls together.

💝 pleasing, pleasuring & satisfying his partner turns him on. he’ll adapt to whatever his partner wants him to be.

💝 he loves watery settings & themes (shower sex/oil massage/wet coochie)

💝 he likes gentle touches, passionate kisses, tender affection, gentle whispers & soulful gazes.

💝 other possible turn on’s are tag-teaming, anal, strangers & cuckolding (meaning: his wife sleeping with another man). plus, the feet are his erogenous zones!

💝 water mars love positions where they can see their partners face.

Turn Off’s:

💝 he tends to put a lot of importance into aftercare & not receiving it can straight up ruin the experience for him.

💝 he dislikes partners who are too demanding & insensitive so ensure to not make fun of him.

#astro notes #astrology #mars signs #pisces mars

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yunazxxx · 18 days ago

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hi poowkie , iM not sure if your reqs are even open yet BUT i would love to put the idea of yandere!lara CAUSE YOU WRITE YANDERE SO WELL like PLEASE ITS SOO GOOD ANHWAYS MERRY CHRISTMAS LOVE YOU MWAMWAAA

pairing ≫ lara rajagopalan x daniela avanzini

cw ≫ kidnapping , stalking , psychotic behavior , smut towards the end , choking , spit , spanking , bondage , bdsm , college au , gp!lara , lara’s obsessive and possessive , she's also not anyone's peace ,, etc maybe?

wc ≫ well over 4.1k

an ≫ okay you kinda provoked this one also not a much as sophia's which i apologize for!!!! still like previously stated with my last fic with such context in no way shape or form am i normalizing or romanticizing or even promoting this behavior without any consent behind it. — also happy holidays!! — ps not proofread and i’m SORRY it took so long to answer this i started writing it as soon as i saw your ask but my attention span is shit — pps my recs are open jst they take a while to answer!!

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the day in school was so simple, and boring, it was the same lecture everyday because someone just so happeded to miss the previous day. lara sighed as the teacher just yapped his mouth on and on, while she looked out the window just to see nothing.

it was never anything outside of the classroom window but fuck was it better than looking at this guy's face everyday like she had to. she was unimpressed like she always would be literally every other time she’d look outside.

lara turned her head, now meeting face to face with the teacher. "and, lara.." he started, she looked up at him. the guy really got under her skin, he was always on her back for the smallest shit for no reason at all.

"uh huh?" she replied, "why were you looking out the window." he asked, "why is your hair line receding?" she snapped back at him, too quick to even think about what she said before the words spilled out of her mouth.

the red haired woman quickly covered her mouth, a slight panic washing over her while he looked at his student in disbeilef.

"is this how you would like to start your day, ms. raj?" the teacher asked, and she shook her head no. she wasn't scared of the guy but if she got suspened again she would defintely get expelled so she had to watch what she said and how she said it.

lara grabbed her bags and made her way out of the classroom, saying some bullshit excuse why she had to go and why she needed nearly everything she brought into class. as she walked down the hallways, she came across someone who i haven't seen in a while.

"lara! hi!" her light voice rang through the hallways, "daniela!" she said and hugged the girl, it had been a while since we last seen each other and even spoken at that. apparently she transfered over to this school because it was cloest to her current place of resisdence.

we talked a little while until we heard the staff walking down the hallways, and lara practically jetted down away from her. for some reason she couldn’t get the blonde out of her head though, as she walked down the halls she continued to think about her scent, how bright her eyes showed, how beautiul she looked, and so much more.

she made it to the bathroom and sighed to herself, finding the entire situation kind of odd. see, lara’s known daniela a while, a few years really. they used to be inserperable until she had exchanged schools then as time went on they began to distance more and more.

but now seeing her, she looked so, attractive. lara tried shaking the thought, that's her friend, she can't think about her in such a way, as she walked down, making her way to her locker but it still wouldnt leave my mind.

nothing about her left lara’s mind to be honest, she was so caught up in her own thoughts that she didn't notice the time. it was time for break, meaning she just skipped two of my lectures for the day.

fuck apparently time goes by faster when thinking of you.

she hurried and put her stuff away before running to the break area. now, weirdly, her school didn't care where they went just as long as they made it back to campus on time.

and well, to say the very least they’d always use that to their advantage. lara sat on the sidelines, waiting for her friends to come outside and she spotted daniela again, this time she was walking and talking with a few friends.

now, against her better judgment, which was was almost nonexistent, she followed the girl. lara just stayed a few feet behind, she wasn’t sure what made her but she started taking pictures of the blonde. by the end of the first break she had over thirty pictures of her.

the rest of the day was really boring and she had the option to leave, just to the dorms if she had a good excuse and with that excuse she was able to get home but word gets around our school, really quick.

while lara walked to her dorm, she looked at all of doors, “huh, seems like this may be hers" lara said and just peaked around. the redhead had to hurry and run off before someone saw, running to her own dorm. once she got in, she closed the door behind herself and began searching up the girl.

it started, slow? simple, whatever. lara knew her social media already, because of their history and she found all of them. lara went through all her posts, looking at them, "seems you haven't changed a bit."

she took some screenshots of the girl's profile but again, she did not know why. lara didn't feel any certain way about the girl but looking at her made her feel, very, she couldn't explain it in words. but, lucky for her, she just so happended to add to her story.

after a little while, lara checked the story, seeing her entire trip to the campus and when she was able to get her dorm, and she was lucky. lara zoomed in and saw exactly what dorm she was in. now, normally she would have just walked up to the girl and asked her for the dorm number and etc but it slipped her mind.

lara contined to do more rearch on the girl, her curiostity getting the best of her, wanting to know where she's lived these last few years and exctly how active she's been in her older schools or communities etc.

she found pretty much everything she needed, and turned off her computer. she kept everything open, having different mental, phyiscal and online notes about the girl. lara decided to call it a night, locking and closing everything up.

the red haired woman went to sleep that night, satisfied with what she found. she couldn't excatly sleep that night becaused a thought kept coming over her mind. who has she dated ever since she left? okay yeah, they were never together to begin with but fuck she was a pretty girl, the best looking one in their city at that, so just fucking think how many other girls and guys might've made their advances to her.

lara was tossing and turning all night, the only thing she was able to make the sense of the situation, she needed the girl all to herself, not even allowing her to be with friends, or anyting.

lara decided to sleep, give it time to settle in and think about if she actually want to go through with this. lara woke up the next morning, her mind running wild like she just took some energry advancers. she got ready that day, bailing out on classes to go to the stores.

that night she was going through with it, and she knew how it sounded, she didn't have to exactly kidnap the older but she also can't just invite her over to the dorm, especially since the warden never sits his ass the fuck down and let's them have whoever we want over.

but she didnt care, and just let it go. she drove her car to the first store, supplies. lara brought the note she had written the previous night, going inside of the store and purchasing some ropes, cuffs, a blindfold, tape, and other things.

then she made her way over to another place, getting a bag and that was really it, lara hid the stuff in her car, driving down to her personal home and setting up everything. lara did it as quick as her body allowed it, knowing the girl would be getting her break soon.

lara didn't finish with one thing but she didn't care, she just wanted daniela way too fucking bad. lara got in her car and sped to the campus, and she slowed down as her car got closer, spotting the girl out among the crowd. lara honked her horn, grabbing almost evryone's attention.

daniela recognized lara's car faster than she expected her to, but she ran down the hill to her car. her smile was so bright, she didn't even notice she was already in front of her car by the time she came back to my senses.

she looked at lara innocently, 'why are you here today? i thought you were sick!" she said, but lara didn't say any words but instead tapped the seat in her car. she looked at her hand, the back at me.

and that's when she knew girl didn't pick up on what she wanted, "get in, i wanna show you something" i said.

she quickly obliged. she hurried and sped off once she was in the car, but it wasn't out of the ordinary because she always drove like this and dani was pretty much used to it.

lara drove past the school's campus, making her way to her house. her and daniela talked like it was a casual day, they made it to her house pretty fast, and she parked in her grage. lara looked at the girl, placing her hand on her thigh.

"i'm sorry" she softly said, causing her to chuckle nervously, "why are you sorry, lara?" she asked, and she put her hand over daniela's mouth as fast as she could and grabbed the ropes from bend her seat and tied her wrists. "this"

lara said, getting out of the seat, running to the other side to grab the girl, she pieced off some tape and wrapped it around her mouth before she got to scream. she struggled in her arms for a bit bfore finally letting lara take her inside, lara had to basically drag the older inside her door.

it was broad daylight outside, lara was lucky no one saw her. she closed the door behind herself and she put the girl inside her room. lara chained her wrists to her bed frame, she didn't rip the tape from her mouth but seeing her eyes, filled with so much fear for some reason made her more content with this.

lara contiuned her way outside turning her car off and grabbing everything that belongs to daniela and making her way back inside the place. she made her way upstairs, back to her bedroom. she saw her there, on her knees, but they were locked together.

she already looked so exhausted. but the afternoon had barely begun, lara crouched in front of her. her eyes quickly filled with plead, as she whined to the younger, hoping she'd take the tape off. "it'll come off, as long as you promise not to scream?" lara said to the blonde woman, and she nodded eagerly, and she slowly removed the tape off of her lips -

and almost in an instant, she began to scream for help. she pressed her hand agaist her throat, lara's other hand flying over her mouth. "shut the fuck up" the redhead whispered in her ear. "don't make another fucking sound." she warned her.

lara could hear her squeak under her, her voice barely coming out. reality set in and she finally let go and the girl was panting, "f-fuck.. okay" she said, her voice was already sounding hoarse. she held the girl's cheeks, her finger and thumb pressing into her cheeks. "you're gonna follow every last order i give you, do you understand?" she asked, as she tighten the grip, until she could hear a small "yes" from the girl so she let go.

"there's a smart girl" she praised her, gently moving some of the hair from her face.

"you look so pretty, come on, didn't you miss me?" she asked her, but she didn't look up at me. "danii" she said, but she still didn't look at her. lara's not sure what came over her, she was normally really calm but she grabbed the girl again, this time much more aggresive than she did before.

she could hear her slightly whince in pain, and she quicky let her go. she didnt want to hurt the girl, not in that sense, not at all. in that moment, she remebered thst she was bonded by the wrists to her bed. laraset the younger girl free, allowing the freedom to move her arms as she wanted.

she stayed on the ground, her arms just fell beside her. lara held her chin between her index finger and thumb, wiping over older's lips before gently kissing her. she returned the kiss, her lips moving against mine with the same amount of passion.

the kiss was sweet and short, she picked daniela up, putting her down on her lap. lara broke the kiss, but she brought her into another, her arms wrapping around lara's neck while lara's own wrapped around her waist.

she moaned slightly into the kiss, her body pressing against lara's more and more as the seconds passed. they broke off for a few seconds, the red haired woman began kissing away at her neck, marking the girl up nice and gently.

she left endless hickeys there, kissing down to her chest, as the need grew, she began grinding her hips on lara's crotch, causing her cock to slowly get harder by the second. it didn't take much longer to speed up, she panted into the kiss, her moans and movements getting needier as her erection grew.

lara halted her hips, earning a whine from the girl, "please, need you so bad.." she begged her, trying to move her hips but to no avail. "are you sure you want this? we can wait" lara said, but daniela nodded yes, the need being obvious. lara moved one of her hands to pull the girl into a deeper kiss, they fought for dominace for a while but she quickly gave up, allowing lara full access to her mouth.

lara tasted every corner of her mouth, now guiding the older's hips, lara rocked her against her boner, she praised the girl as her sped her hips up. listening to her whines pick up by the second, after a while they broke the kiss, she now began to focus on making her ride her thigh, watching as she fell apart on it.

"oh you poor thing" lara said while her skirt was doing her no justice. she could feel her slick through her panties.

lara began giving fake sympathy to the blonde woman, only making her whines pick up faster. she continued to praise the girl, watching as her eyes rolled back, until her head fell right on her chest while she allowed her to do whatever she wanted with her.

she raised her hand up, sliding past the girl's shirt, up her shirt, in fact, and she began groping her breasts through the fabric of her bra.

the girl began rocking faster, getting herself off on lara's thigh now. she reached her hand down, to her clothed clit, and rubbed quick circles, pulling the blonde into a quick orgasm, watching as her hips spasmed, and rutted against her.

lara pulled her shirt over her head, quickly removing her bra as well, she left her skirt on and lara began working on her panties. she simply slid them to the side, feeling her arousal already dripping down from her cunt, she lifted the girl by her hips and lowered her on her fingers, feeling her wet warmth engulfing lara's fingers completly.

she curled them fingers inside of her, listening to her whines and whimpers turned into moans and even louder ones as she fucked herself on lara's fingers. she forced the girl to hold eye contact with her while she did so, and she obeyed.

the aching and strain in lara’s pants became worse and worse by second, she felt her cock throbbing through her jeans. she flipped the older over, slamming her down on the bed, laying her on her back.

lara began attacking her neck, having enough of this stupid foreplay. she pulled her skirt and panties off in the same motiton, getting a blindfold and wrapping it around her eyes. "n-no no please.." she tried pleading with her younger but she still continued with my actions.

lara got off the girl after tying the blindfold, grabbing the cuffs and began to bond her back the bed. "h-hey please? too much" she whined, "sorry baby, you're mine, all mine" lara replied, hooking the handcuffs back to her bed post.

she slowly spread the girl's legs, taking her time and softly touching the girl, she started from her throat and made her way down with planting small kisses, lara left beautiful purple marks on her skin while she made her way down her body.

she arched her back at every touch from lara, already falling into a trance. she continued peppering her kisses until she made it to her waist, and then she stopped.

lara stood up, admiring her work. she began to remove her clothes, her cock sprung from her jeans and slapped against her abdomen.

it stood long and tall, her tip red from the need with drops of precum dripping down. she slowly inched her way closer to the blonde girl, completely ignoring the aching need for her cock to receive any type of attention.

she walked up beside daniela and rubbed her thumb across her face, stopping at her lips and puling the down, "open up for me" she said and she obliged. lara gently pushed her cock inisde of her mouth, just until she felt her slightly gag on it.

she gently moved her hips inside of daniela’s throat while she was below her , pulling out and each time she pushed another inch inside of her throat. she hollowed out her cheeks, allowing her to slide in and out mch easier. it didnt take long before lara’s pace picked up, her mouth around her cock felt amazing.

she thrusted deeper into her throat, her moans sendings vibrations around her shaft, and with the sight of her cock in her mouth, along with her well she would suck her off, lara came faster than expected. she shot rope after rope down the older’s throat. she would continue to thrust gently, to drag her orgasm out, but of course her cock didn't soften, why would it?

she made her way back down to between the girl's legs, getting a view of the pool and mess she's made on the bed. she only cooed to the blonde woman, standing over her and began cupping her cheeks while she slowly slid her cock on her clit.

she slowly began thrusting her hips to give them more friction, holding herself down against her clit with her thumb while her hips took off. slowly her room began getting filled with the sound of wetness and their moans.

lara kept up with this pace for a while until she “accidentally" penetrated the girl -

"fuck, you're tighter than i thought baby." lara gritted through her teeth, not even half of her cock fitting inside of her. she gave the girl time to adjust to her size, it took only a few minutes, pushing herself in genlty and pulling out as soft as she possibly could.

"god y-you're so big" she moaned out, while she pushed more of herself in, soon lara started bulging out of her stomach. she stayed idle once she was full inside of the older girl, actually giving her enough time to adjust -

which was the hardest thing ever for lara, her walls clenching around her while she dripped arousal down repeatedly. she retracted her hips out slowly, while it twiched, every detail she could feel getting dragged out of her cunt until it was pushed back in.

she made her thrusts nice and slow, deep and shallow, so the girl could feel her better, and did she. she was the loudest lara had heard her during this entire time, the cries she'd let out, the way she moaned for the redhead, begging for more or for her to be rougher wth her.

while she fucked her, lara leaned down to kiss her, her legs were locked around her waist, pushing her deeper inside of her to the base. she was already such a mess, and lara sat herself up, continuing with the same pace while she snaked her arm up and wrapping her hand around daniela’s neck, applying enough pressure to begin choking her.

she stopped for a moment, taking her blindfold off before she started again, watching how cute she looks while pantng, lara only picking up on pace and fucking her faster and harder. their hips slammed against each others in a quick motion.

lara retracted her hand, but speeding her hips up, feeling completely intoxicated by the feeling of how she clenched around her.

lara degraded and praised the girl in the same sentence, while she used her, kissing her. she even made her hold eye contact with her, watching as she thrusted inside of her cunt.

lara pulled out for a bit, then slammed back inside of her, switching up her pace and rhythm again and thrusting inside of her deeply.

each time she would hit a certain spot, daniela would claw at her back, her moans would get higher. her legs locked tighter, begging her for more while she picked up the pace slightly.

soon the girl came again, coating lara with her cum. lara chuckled and slowed her pace, brutally slow, dragging her orgasm out as long as she physically could. feeling her walls clamp around her cock made holding her orgasm a bit harder but she wanted to do something more, feel something more.

soon lara continued to thrust inside of the girl, holding her thighs above her shoulder now and brutally fucking inside of her, she wouldn't even pull out half her shaft before slamming it back in. her moans were quick to pick up, all the small whimpers were pretty much nonexistent.

the need for her grew more and more as time progressed, the way she would clench would make her feel intoxicated, her shaft continued twitching inside of her.

she sped up her thrusts, the burning sensation in lara’s abdomen telling her to stop but she was far too close, lara held daniela’s hips in place while she pistoned into her.

her orgasm caught up rather quickly, causing her to fill the girl up with her load, pumping rope after rope inside of her.

she slowly thrusted, making sure every last bit was inside of the girl before pulling out. lara sat and watched as it slowly trickled out of the girl, right onto the sheets but they’ll care about that some other day.

after a while lara took the cuffs off the girl, removing them from the bed. she discarded them somewhere, and she quickly clung onto her. she held her chest close to her face while she tried to even her breathing.

lara rubbed his palm against her back, in circles to help her breathing better. she would hold onto her for a good while, just until she felt it was enough then she stopped.

she broke apart from lara’s chest, her eyes were hooded and she was pretty much incoherent. lara played in her hair a bit, laying the girl across her lap.

gently cooing to her, she held daniela’s head, pushing her hair out of her face and kissing her.

after she fixed her hair, she shuffled off the bed and retrieved her clothes, just her under clothes and she slid one of her shirts on the blonde.

lara began to gently speak to her, comforting her like she didn't just kidnap her a few hours ago. she wouldn't really say many words back, but she was sure until curiosity got the best of her.

"lara?" she asked, her voice still just as low and soft as before, "yes?" she softly replied, a stupid smile plastered on her face while she cuddled the girl.

"why did you, you know" she asked, not wanting to repeat but she could hear the slight hesitation in her voice, lara reassured the girl and explained to her why its happened.

she would only nod against her chest in response, and soon she could hear her small snores while she slept. she just kissed her head, "welcome home, baby" she softly said and continued rubbing her back.

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