#but no actual full body two person hug. and i'm gonna go cry about. gonna lay down for a full 45 minutes about it...

[buckevantommy]

when you get to the end of Buck Begins and realise no one hugged him for the entire episode

[retroellie]

Requesting a imagine with Ellie and reader in a semi toxic relationship. They get into an intense argument that leads to rough make up sex with dirty talk :))

Summary: After weeks of not talking to ellie, the frustration builds up and she finally ruins you.

A/N: Thank you for the ask (: this is the filthiest thing i have ever created and I'm so sorry lmao. I'm trying to get into the groove of writing again so I'm still rusty lol. Also, i had the first part written out months ago.

Warnings: NSFW, Dom!ellie, Slapping, toxic shit, use of sex toys, cunnilingus, slapping, spitting and choking.

Word count: 4.7K

It had been days, maybe weeks since you two had even had a full on conversation let alone felt each other. Ever since Tommy came bearing information about Abby, Ellie had been cold.... distant.  She would no longer cuddle up next to you in bed or pepper your face with kisses.

She was so cold but you followed her anyway. you followed her into the depths of hell, you always would no matter what. You traveled through the hot beaches of santa barbara for days, finding only beans and old chips to eat. At night you would shiver underneath your own jacket, back to back with ellie.

You were slowly reaching your limit, day by day you could feel yourself go more insane. You found yourself sometimes crying silently at night, missing the home you had built with ellie. You even found yourself hitting an infected person so violently and so much more than that was needed that elie had to stop you before you actually hurt yourself.

Ellie wasn't doing any better than you but she was building up her anger for Abby, ready to bash her skull in. She dreamed of what she was going to do and it honestly scared her, her hunger for revenge was actually affecting you at this point.

You both were so tired and so hurt in so many ways, mentally and physically. It was only a matter of time before one of you snapped, the anger and fear and fading love ready to snap. So it didn’t come as a surprise when Ellie snapped at you but it still hurt so bad.

“Ellie I’m sorry... It was an accident.” Your voice was no more than a whisper, embarrassment coursing through your body.

“You think sorry’s gonna get my gun back?!?” She yelled, voice becoming higher each time she talked.

You really didn’t mean to lose her gun, it was in your back pocket while Ellie made a way through the door of a house yall were going to stay at. It must have just slipped out, it really wasn’t that big of a deal but Ellie was under a lot of stress.

“You can have mine! I’m bad with pistols anyways.” You wanted to hug her or kiss her or even punch her stupid face for yelling at you, but you only stood there.

She rubbed her temples, frustration evident on her face. You were so close to snapping, it was literally on the tip of your tongue to tell her how much of a bitch she was being. You were trying to cut her some slack, she's hurt and scared and angry and horrified at the thought of coming face to face with abby.

You sat down on the decaying bed of the abandoned house you guys were at, it felt so lonely here even with ellie. You watched as she slowly paced back and forth, you could tell she was also holding back weeks of cruel words.

"I shouldn't have brought you," She spat. "We wouldn't have had to have this conversation if you weren't so damn messy."

The words hurt you terribly. It felt like the first time you had your heart broken but this time it was even worse, it was by ellie. Your eyes prickled with tears, you knew what she was going through but did she even care about how you felt?!?!

"Fuck you!" You screamed, you shot to your feet. "Do you think I wanna be here?! I'm only here so you don't get yourself  fucking killed."

Ellie stood there, anger in her eyes and hand wrapped around her knife so tightly. You knew she wasn't going to do anything to you, she loves you too much but for a split second you could see her slitting your throat right then and there. You let your tears run down your face, not bothering to hide how much she hurt you.

"I'd be better without you!" She screamed, honestly shocking you because Ellie has never raised her voice at you before. "You're the one who's actually going to get me killed! You're just holding me back!"

That sent you off the edge, you wanted her to slit your throat you begged for her to. Your tears streamed down your face, soaking your tiny tank top you had been wearing. You and Ellie just stood there, not sure what to do next.

You loved Ellie and she loved you but something about this trip damaged your relationship and you two were too tired to fix it. She saw the hurt in your eyes, it almost broke her heart to see it and know she was the one to do that to you.

"Fuck you ellie..." You sobbed out, new sets of tears streaking your face.

You quickly grabbed your backpack, holstering it on your shoulder. You were leaving, not sure where to go but you didn't want to be near her anymore. That was the first time in your entire 6 years of knowing Ellie where you didn't want to be near her, it hurt to be near her anymore.

"Where are you going?" She asked, no not asked, she demanded the answer.

"I'm leaving." You simply said, voice still shaking. "I'd rather get killed than spend another minute with you."

You do agree that was super harsh but you were angry, you just wanted out. You could feel her heart break but you wanted her to hurt like you did so you simply just tried to leave. You tried pushing past her but she was quick, she grabbed your arm.

"Ellie...Let me go." You said, venom in your voice.

"No." She said, staring down at you.

You gritted your teeth while her nails dug into your arm. You wouldn't be surprised if it left a bruise tomorrow. You struggled to get her hand off your arm, wanting nothing more than to leave.

"Ellie! let me go!!" You yelled, frustration evident in your voice.

She gripped on harder, not allowing you to leave. The thing you did next was something you would never do like ever. You whipped your hand around and striked it across her cheek. You felt your heart drop, your hand was actually stinging.

She bunched over, holding onto her cheek. That was way too far, you shouldn't have done it but you just wanted to leave. You reached over to her, hand on her back as she hunched over at the hiss of pain she was feeling.

"Ellie....i am so sorry." You whispered.

Everything went so fast and your emotions got the best of you. your tears had stopped, pure shock making you forget about the fight. You never wanted to hurt her like ever. She stood up straight, slowly revealing her cheek to you. It was red and her eyes stinged with tears. You brought your hand up to your mouth, shocked at the thing you did.

"I am so sorry, I didn't mean to." You softly said, hand still covering your mouth. "I just was an..."

You didn't get to finish your sentence before Ellie grabbed you and mushed her lips to yours. You could swear you could go into shock, you slapping her and now her kissing you was so much. It took you a minute to realize what was going on but once it finally settled you pulled her closer.

Your mouths moved sloppily, teeth clashing and hearts beating a mile a minute. You hated her... but you loved her so fucking much. She grabbed onto your backpack straps and slid it off your body before grabbing your hips roughly. You wrapped your arms around her neck bringing her unbelievably close to her.

She moved her tongue into your mouth, exploring your mouth like it was the first time. You yanked at her hair softly, legs wobbly from all the emotions you had felt in the course of 10 minutes.

Ellie's hand traveled up your waist, moving your shirt as she did so. her cold hands making you shiver and goosebumps form on your skin. You let go over her for a minute so that she could fully take off your shirt, hands in the air so she could do so.

She pulled your shirt off, eyes going straight to your boobs. The sports bra looked so pretty against your skin, she had plans to literally ruin you. She bent down to give them each a slight kiss then bringing a hand up to grope one as she let her kisses linger.

Her kisses made their way up to your neck, searching for a sweet spot and when she found it she bit and sucked at it. You whipped, hands grabbing onto her shoulders. Then she completely stopped.

"Get on your knees." She spoke, venom still coated her words but this time it was mixed with passion.

You did exactly what she said, not wanting to upset her more but also knowing the punishment in store for you. The skin of your knees poked through the rips of your jeans, pieces of wood and broken glass cutting them.

Ellie looked down at you, her cheek was red and blood dripped from her lip. You could taste blood in your mouth, it only added to the excitement. Ellie lowered her hand to her jeans, unbuttoning them and then zipping them down.

You reached up to help her pull her pants down but she smacked your hands away, stopping in her tracks to scold down at you. Your stomach dropped, cheeks burning in embarrassment. She didn't stop at just scolding you, no she had to hurt you like you did her. She grabbed a fist full of your hair, pulling it so unbelievably tight it burned your scalp.

"Don't fucking touch me you stupid slut." Her voice boomed through the room. "You don't get to touch me, so just be the good little slut you are and do the only thing you're good at and eat my pussy. Okay?"

You nodded, loving the way she still asked for consent even when she is being mean (consent is key). That answer wasn't good enough for Ellie though, she wanted to hurt you, ruin you until you were sore for days.

"I didn't hear you, you fucking dumb slut." She yelled, what she did next was new to you.

She gripped onto your hair tighter, slappin you right in the right cheek. The pain rushing straight to your core, you weren't completely opposed to the slap... it was exciting to say the least.

"Yes.... Yes mommy." You said after realizing what had happened.

Ellie smirked, letting go of your hair. Your scalp throbed, you knew how rough ellie could be but this was new. You watched as she pulled her pants all the way down, stepping out of them. You were face to face with her soaking cunt. Your mouth watered, wanting nothing more than to dive into her. You resisted to reach up to touch her, nails digging into your own thighs.

She looked down at you, licking down blood off her lip. She gripped your hair once more, the same force being applied as before. You looked up at her with big doe eyes, almost looking like a lost puppy. If Ellie could scratch that look right off your face she would.

"Open your mouth." She demanded.

You did, opening your mouth and sticking your tongue out just for her. Ellie bent over, pursing her lips together to allow a string of spit to fall into your mouth. You took it all, not wanting to disappoint her like you already have. You swallowed it, allowing it to slide down your throat.

A whole new layer of wetness glaze over ellies cunt, that was the hottest thing she has ever seen you do. You swallowed her spit and took it like it was water. She loved you like this, she loved how you worshiped her every move like this and trusted her enough for her to be able to do the nastiest shit to you.

She lowered her fingers to her heat, watching your eyes follow her movements. She started running her fingers through her slit, lightly rubbing her clit.

"Pull your tits out for me..." She spoke, fingers working her clit.

You reached up to pull your boobs out of your sports bra, Ellie moaned softly at your actions. You pulled your arms out of the straps of the bra, allowing the bra to rest on your stomach. Her eyes devoured over your tits, almost like there was no person behind them, just a pair of tits she could use for her pleasure.

She watched as you squeezed your boobs together slightly, chest heaving up and down, sweat dripping down them. Her hand sped up on her clit, making small tight circles on it. She could already feel the coil in her stomach form. She knew she wouldn't last much longer, she's not usually this quick to cum but right now the frustration was getting to her.

She moved the hand that was working her clit away from her core to shove your face between her thighs instead. The sudden movement caught you off guard but it didn't take you long to work your tongue on her clit. You first stuck out your tongue to lick up her slit, collecting her juices on your tongue. Than you started tongue fucking her, sticking out your tongue as far as you can so she could grind her cunt on your face.

She put her free hand on your shoulder so she could balance herself better, one hand still tightly gripping on your hair. She grinded against your face, nose hitting her clit so perfectly. This went on for a couple more seconds, her towering over you and you between her thighs being used as a fuck toy for her. Her moans started to get higher, turning into more of a scream, her cunt clenched over your tongue.

You knew that coil in her stomach was about to burst, you could see it on her face. You stared up at her, watching her come undone on your tongue, feeling her too. She did one last hard thrust before her legs shook and her juices leaked into your mouth. You didn't stop there, tongue fucking her through her orgasm.  She shook violently, trying to keep herself balanced while going through a mind blowing, much needed, orgasm.

Her grip on your hair eased up a bit but not by much. She opened her eyes, face bright red, body covered in goosebumps. She removed your face from between her thighs, watching strings of her cum stretch out and connect to your mouth. Your face was covered with her, it even leaked down your neck onto your tits.

This sight of you caused a whole new layer of sleek to cover her cunt, wanting nothing more than to see your doe face and puppy dog eyes ruined.

"Get up...." She demanded, voice raspy.

You did as you were told, trying to get  up with your shaky legs. You stood in front of her, arousal seeking through your pants, bra pulled down to your stomach, tits soaked with sweat and slick, hair knotted from where she was pulling on it. She smirked evilly, she had nasty plans for you.

"Take your clothes off, all of them." She spoke, eyes boring into you.

You did as you were told once again, stripping yourself of your pants and bra. Ellie made her way to your backpack that was on the floor, pulling out 3 items, a vibe, a strap on and your own knife. Even if you were so angry with her you obviously brought the toys for times like this. The knife made you a bit nervous, you had no idea what she was planning for you.

She came back to you, all three items in her hand. She was taken back by your form for a minute, even through the frustration she still had to admire you. You were fucking hot and she knew it, she would tell you all the time.

"You're gonna do what mommy says, aren't you?" She said moving closer to you.

She placed the knife on the side of your neck, allowing it to slowly drag along your skin. You winced at the sudden pain, the cold metal making you shiver. You could feel drops of thick blood making their way out of the cut she had created. She smirked at your reaction, moving her head to the wounded area. She dragged her tongue across it, collecting the blood on her tongue.

"You're also going to tell mommy if it gets to be too much or if you want her to stop, aren't you?" She reassured, even through this wicked play she had going on Ellie Williams still poked through.

"Yes mommy... I'll be a good girl for you." You spoke.

Ellie dragged her tongue all the way up to your mouth, collecting blood, sweat and slick on her tongue. She shoved her tongue deep into your mouth, allowing you to taste it all. It was a rush for you, it was your heroin. She wrapped a hand around the back of your neck, pulling you closer to her. You were getting lightheaded, her lips so soft and smooth it made you dizzy. Until she stopped completely.

"Lay down on your back on the bed for me then..." She spoke.

You almost jumped to do exactly that, excited for the pain and pleasure she had in store for you. You laid back on the bed, legs dangling over the edge. Ellie stepped back for a minute, just to place the strap on her hips and then she was right above you again.

She looked down at your dripping cunt, spreading your legs wider to get a better look at it. You watched her eyes, feeling a bit embarrassed by how you were already soaked just by looking at her and tasting her.

"Such a dirty little slut huh? making a mess already." She tisked, dipping one of her hands to your cunt and feeling your wetness. "Don't worry mommys going to give you everything your little cunt desires and more. and you're gonna take it won't you?"

The words went straight to your cunt, coating your juices on her fingers. She played with your clit, leaving feather-like touches on it. even the slightest touch made your hips back into her fingers. she chuckled slowly, stopping her movements when she noticed how much you were actually enjoying it. You sighed at the lack of her touches.

She grabbed the vibe that was sittin next to you, before placing it on your bare exposed clit. She spread your legs even more, watching as your lips opened to expose all of you to her. The plastic on your cunt sent shivers down your body.

"Hold your legs open for mommy or i'm going to stop and the dirty little slut won't get anything." Her voice was coated with venom still but you felt oddly confronted by it.

"Yes mommy.... I'll sit still." You replied, voice already shaking.

She smiled down at you, she moved the strap to line up with your cunt. The cold head of the strap made your cunt clench slightly, that was until the small shock of the vibe turning on jerked our body back slightly. You let out a surprised yelp out, not expecting the shock. The pace was slow but didn't last very long since Ellie turned it up.

The vibrating on your bare clit hurt but in a way that sent pleasure shocks through your body. It felt nice in the worst way possible. Ellie teased you with the strap, only allowing the head to thrust in and out of you. You bit down on your lip to suppress the moans coming from you, you were embarrassed, exposed and so turned on. It all sent shocks down your body. You felt a particular hard slap across your face, opening your eyes to see it was Ellie slapping you once more.

"Don't try to hide those filthy moans, fucking whore." she almost spit out. .

It hurt, the slap hurt and the words hurt too but you oddly loved it. You went to speak but were met with the vibe being turned up to the highest it could go. You let the moans seep through your mouth, not wanting to get hit again. You grabbed onto the sheets, twisting them up into your fist.

You had been waiting to be ruined like this all week, wanting nothing more than to be overstimulated and broken down. You just wanted Ellie to be near you, even if that means you have to get punished to do so. Ellie pushed the strap into you further, now the middle of the shaft was far inside you.

You let out a high pitched yelp, it hit your g-spot head on. Ellies body heated up just watching you, her hand gripping your thigh, pushing it down onto the bed. She was in such a daze of anger and arousal, it was an adrenaline rush. She continued the speed she was on right now and honestly embarrassing enough, you were on the edge of cumming just then.

The fast vibrations on your bare clit and the strap being slightly thrusted in and out of you, it was all too much at the same time. Any sudden movement or change would have you cumming within seconds. Ellie noticed how close you were and how in a split second she could have you cumming, so she moved her hips in a sudden jerk so the entire strap was deep inside you.

This caused a huge and sudden orgasm to rip through your body. You came and came hard with a loud scream. Ellie watched as you did so, her face blushing so hard as she watched your cunt go crazy on the strap and your chest heave up and down violently. Your vision went black for a moment and your legs attempted to close but Ellie had been holding them down.

"Has the stupid slut had enough?" She asked, pulling you back to reality.

You couldn't speak, your voice taken by the scream escaping you. You were honestly scared a herd would be able to hear you. That added onto the arousal through, the act of getting not only caught but your throat being ripped out by one of the infected. Kinda hot... kinda scary?? The strap was still nestled deep inside you and the vibe still on your sore bare clit.

"Well...you're gonna take what mommy gives you." She whispered, moving her hand up to your throat.

She gripped on to your throat with more force than usual, she used this leverage to shove the strap deep inside you only to take it out and shove it all the back in. This made your eyes go cross eyes, it hurt the spot in your that made you squeal so perfectly.

Ellie kept it at a steady pace at first, being a little nice to you since she was abusing your cunt more than usual. She kept it nice and fast just for you, the vibe rubbing against your clit. Your body felt like it was on fire, the overstimulation was completely draining you.

She held you as still as she could so she could continue to hit that spot deep inside you. Ellies hips burned just as your body did, doing this after not only an orgasm but also a 2 week walking journey. It was exhausting but much needed, you can only take your anger out on the infected for so long.

"You're such a filthy whore you know that?" She breathed out thrusting her hips faster. "A dirty little whore who doesn't know her place in the world."

Your cunt clenched around the strap, another coil in your stomach forming. Her hand around your neck continued to tighten with every movement of her hips. Your legs were shaking violently, back arching into her.

"You go on this trip with me, wanting to help me but instead fucking everything up!" She spat, anger coating her words.

You were starting to tear up, the mix of hurtful words and your cunt being abused making it so sensitive it hurt. You wanted to cum again though, you needed her to fuck you until you couldn't walk straight.

"The only thing you will ever be good for is this sweet little cunt." She said with a harsh thrust.

That pushed you off the edge, causing you to cum with a cry. You shook, almost unable to control your movements. it felt so good to just let go but it was the scariest thing ever. You felt your soul leave your body for a split second. She just chuckled, keeping the same pace and same position. Not slowing down for a second.

You thought she would stop, fucking you through your orgasm and than allowing you to cool down until you went again. Ellie had other plans, she wanted to completely drain you. She kept going, shoving the strap so deep down you. Her thrust had a rhythm, 4 fast, hard thrust followed by a deep hard thrust.

This had you seeing stars, your clit was so overstimulated and your cunt was sore. Yet you still craved to cum once more, you wanted her deep inside you. She bent down to kiss your boobs, suckling on one of them. It was too much, an orgasm was already bubbling down in your core once more.

The hand on your neck tightened, thrust became more messy as she became more interested in your tits, the vibe rubbing against our overstimulated clit. it had you breathless, not able to control your body anymore. Your tos were permanently curled and your back was aching from how hard you had arched it.

"Just one more time baby." She coaxed you, the first nice thing she had ever said tonight. " Cum one more time on my cock."

Her words made that familiar coil in your stomach snap but this time it was a bit different. This time your pussy clenched down hard and your body completely tensed. You threw your hands up to grab onto Ellie despite her saying she didn't want you too, you had too. You dug your nails into her before letting out the loudest scream of the night.

You came all over the strap and Ellie, squirting out onto both of them. Ellie continued her pace, allowing the vibe to slow down but keep it there. She fucked you through the orgasm, waiting for your body to become limp. Your vision went black once more, hearing going out for a split second and body going completely limp.

Ellie pulled out of your and turned off the vibe. She stared down at you for a split second, seeing how angelic you looked. Even after not showering for days and only eating old beans, you still looked beautiful. She wanted to ruin you, to hurt you but even after all of it she still wanted to make sure you knew you were safe with her.

"Come back to me honey." She whispered.

You hummed softly, turning your head to her voice. She saw the dry blood on the mark she made and her hand print on your throat. She felt bad yes but she also felt so powerful, so fucking good that she brought you pleasure mixed with pain. She laid her head on your shoulder, waiting for your daze to lift up.

She thought about your fight you guys had, she shouldn't have pushed you away. You were just trying to help and she didn't even appreciate that. Maybe she was too caught up on Abby and Joel, but can you blame her? But can she blame you for hitting her? I guess you were both in the wrong.

"Are you still mad at me?" You asked, still out of it but coming back.

"I was never mad at you honey..." She replied.

She snuggled up to you, tossing her jacket over the both of you. She played with your hair, hearing as your breath went back to normal.

"I shouldn't have yelled at you, it's just been so hard..." She said, tears filling her eyes slightly.

"I know my love... but you have to talk to me." You replied, finally opening your eyes.

Honestly you felt like the whole world was spinning right now, you didn't like it but you were here with her and that's all that matters. You guys were going to be just fine, life will go on.

[loneworldgazer]

itching hands

pairings: bonten x chubby!reader

a/n: this was supposed be for december but i'm impatient🕴

warnings: suggestive, bonten

life with bonten series

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these men will bark at you if you ever had the time to be insecure about yourself

hold on tight to your seat cause i'm sure these executives won't let you

especially these easter egg mfs, you never know what's in each of these peoples' minds

sanzu

he lets a lot of things slip from his mind and specially his comments about you

he ranges from thirsty to intense staring at any part of your body where if i say so, it's gonna be a lot more pg

eventhough he's weirdly obsessive of how you look, he means good! it's just that his lameo ass can't say or spell it out to you without sounding like a pervert

he enters your apartment in search of any of the haitani brothers to pick up their report on the last mission and maybe you so he could easily find the two since they always muted their phones when busy.

at first, he wanted to reward himself with a little something since he did a little running around here and there, why not look into your fridge? he slowly opened it because of instinct and almost fell on his knees when he saw sweet cakes topped with icing. he reached out to it as if it's begging for him to just eat it up and he drooled with how soft it looked but a grab to his wrist startled him when he looked at the person in alarm, a quirk of your eyebrows immediately lead him to explain what he's here for.

"uh searching for haitani- by the way can i eat that-" you wiped his drool that ran down his chin with a tissue hastily, in full exaggeration the bright pink haired man is an absolute sweet tooth. he finally let his eyes set on you and he looked comedic with his wide eyes when he looked down at your soft thighs in the comfy shorts you wore.

you ignored his staring and sighed, pointing to the label of the sweet cake which had rindou's name on it but you changed your mind due to said man pouting and took out the cake and peeled off the label, offering to sanzu who drooled again but he doesn't know what's his drooling for anymore (rindou can always order another cake anyways). you closed the fridge and stretched, moving into the living room to lay on the sofa.

he felt content with his dessert, all he needed was a place to sit and he just felt that the perfect place was between, between, man he couldn't help it but stare at plushiness of your thighs. he wanted to bite it.

"can i lay myself between your thighs?"

a silent staring contest was held maybe, if people were to walk in at the moment but with a smirk you patted yourself.

"go ahead darling"

after a while

"y/n did you ate my cake!?" rindou gruffly yelled out and he didn't know what did he just walked into, you brushing and massaging sanzu's head while he hums and kisses up your thighs with the empty plate near his feet and rindou massaged his temples to not drag the male between your thighs into a body bag.

but he failed so sorry sanzu.

ran walked in with an amused stare when sanzu haven't noticed them yet and y/n laughed to rindou who was starting to march up to sanzu to grab both his ankles.

ran lazily stumbled to the sofa with his legs spread while watching whatever the hell the two were doing when sanzu finally woke up from his fantasies, fly high sanzu🕊🕊

ran leaned in to whisper to you when you secretly recorded the fight, asking why you finally offered sanzu a place to lay when you didn't let him lay between when he asked you so many times. you looked over at him with your mischevious eyes and he knows damn well he needs to do more than just asking.

extra!!:

"WAAAHH Y/N THEY BULLIED ME !!" you don't if sanzu's faking his loud crying or not with tears begin to slip past his cheek when he pointed at the haitanis and rindou had no shame in admitting what he done when his older brother blinked in confusion.

you tried to hold in any chortles or laughter coming out because the pink boy had his worst when rindou bent his leg over his head while muttering how he should've killed sanzu from day one. you held out your arms and he immediately flopped you to the coach when he pushed and smothered into your scent.

the haitanis still don't why you adore that crazed man baby who likes killing people and making them confess their crimes, you said you found it really annoyingly cute that's why you had haru in your arms who nibbled on you like a baby.

just hope that the treatment with haru doesn't go on and on and you actually do something about it instead of kissing his tears away and cuddled with him.

kakucho

he feels disrespectful to how much staring he does to you on a daily basis

the way you walk, your hips popping and the curve of your hip dips makes him go crazy

he wonders if he could just hold onto your waist or just touch onto your hips, he might faint touching the roughness of your stretch marks as if he's been blessed by pure heaven

he's obsessed with how you present yourself to the others

if only he was a little more bolder, he could admire it closer if he just asked (?)

"have you taken an interest in y/n, kaku?" ran's eyes glanced at kakucho's hard staring at your crossed legs and he stopped, scoffing at ran's word but the older haitani had a plan up his sleeves.

y/n sat nearby kokonoi's table doing their own thing, looking like a sweet thing that had kakucho's glued on them that ran couldn't help pointing it out and it didn't help kakucho's poor heart when mikey suddenly interrupted the conversation.

"kakucho, please assist y/n on where's they want to go at the moment" it made kakucho perk up, startled by the sudden job of bodyguard and he looked back at ran who winked at him. no no no this isn't what he wanted, what was he planning?

it's annoying on how this puppy crush of his grew even more worse, your whole personality draws him towards you, making him feel like a kid again because of how nonchalant you are with him. he felt laidback being with you is like the calm after a storm with his work and shenanigans in bonten.

he watched from a distance when you looked over the things on your list, kakucho also gathered some of the things you wanted into a little basket and cancelling some out so you didn't have to get them anymore and you thanked him with your pretty smile.

he scanned the area around him and held himself back from punching when this one creepo think they're being sleak with how they kept eyeing you, kakucho either think he was a pick pocket or a flirt but he kept a good metres away from him to see what he was doing but he was ready to turn towards you if they got any closer.

you turned towards kakucho, waving your hand to come to you and he immediately went, feeling more pissed off towards the person creeping in on you slowly but he felt your rough palm on the skin of his wrist wrapping it around your waist. he unconsciously squeezed around you, pulling you close as he shot a nasty glare towards the person who backed off, seeing the intense look from the half blind which they didn't dare messing with.

you both walk away, heading towards the counter as you laughed behind the palm of you hand; still in position of kakucho tightly holding onto your waist where he panicked when he realized how hard he's latching onto you.

"hah~ you're so-"

still choking on your laughter, he akwardly shuffles to the side in embarassment and it added more fuel to the fire when he remembered how he held your waist and he excused himself before combusting in front of you and went away for a few seconds.

you have to say but you gotta thank ran for this plan, even if the creepo appeared out of nowhere, atleast you got to see how bonten nunber 3 reacts to his dream coming true~

kokonoi

he mostly admires you in silence and gets distracted if he ever talks to somebody

just his eyes trailing down every curve on your body and just daydreams about them (as in like cuddling pls)

the other executives would notice how his eyes are always on you in every meeting youre in and would tease him about it when you leave the room like ran would comment 'so thats where your head was this whole time hm?'

kokonoi love your pictures, he feels creepy stalking your pictures but he can't help but gush into the palm of his hand of your stunning you look, you make him faint whenever you had suprise pictures of you in dresses and he feel like his whole body is on fire.

ran taps the head of his pen to the temple of kokonoi's head and he slams his phone down and put on a poker face, it faltering when he clenched his teeth already knowing what's coming. ran sneered to how much of a simp he was and flicked the back of his head, pointing towards the door of his office; telling him any moment you're gonna come by and koko swats his hand away, knowing the haitani was just teasing him but his eyes nearly bulged out when you actually swung by.

all sleepy and dreamy like, his heart getting squeezed and the older haitani patting you towards koko who unexpectantly had you in your lap, your weight tapping him out of his daydreams as you hugged him tighter.

"my my, tired baby ain't ya?" he put on his proper poker face he got from the back of his desk, trying not to falter when you sleepily ranted on how work was terribly tiring and he patted your back shakily, not wanting to push you off due to extreme nervousness. he joked with you telling that he could just pay you easily if you work under him and you pushed his chest with your head bonk .

"ywou drhon just-mphm-hrmm" him heating up to how close with you works because he was the best heat warmer you could ask for, he felt bad for moving you to the coach but he just needed a comfortable position for you sleep in because you sitting on him? naaah, he's a puddle by the end of it.

the urge to take a picture was really strong so he took out his phone and angle his phone down to catch your drool slipping out of you and smiled feverishly to how dorky you looked.

koko felt like he could fuck up more of his feelings staring at your sleeping face, he rubbed his finger on your fat cheek you smooshed onto the coach and shifted a little in your sleep to adjust the blanket more closer to you. koko's touches were hesitant, didn't want to be a pervert when all he did was touch your soft cheek.

he wanted to just hold you close to his chest and have you against him but his prickling anxiety said otherwise, his awful thoughts and stubborness entertaining the shit out of him. you nearly give him a heart attack when one of your eyes open when he wanted to take his second picture and you latched onto his wrist. koko squawked and you couldn't help but burst out in guffaws to how panicked he looked when you caught him.

if anyone saw this scene, koko surely would die of embarassment and he'll dig his grave himself but unfortunely he will eventually when the blinking red of somebody's recording was capturing every moment of it.

haitani brothers

the duo who makes you nervous with their hard stares on you

these two are also pretty touchy so it's dangerous when they're handsy with one of your body parts

rindou are obsessed with your chubbiness, poking it just to see his finger bounce back; comedically

he loves being close with you because you're so squishy??? the type of guy who plays with your squishiness like you're a stress toy and holds himself back from biting

you're the greatest fridge or heat bag on the off days he haves, just wrapped up in blankets and you makes him sleep like a baby

as discussed earlier, ran wants to his head between your thighs; don't be suprised when one day he felt like he should get killed by them and you reject his acceptance towards death

he's a leg man and likes sleeping on your lap or kissing them or he just does anything with them (if you don't mind)

you just gotta remember these two are menaces right next to sanzu cause they'll bother you about it like forever if they can

after seeing the endless babying of sanzu, rindou turns to his brother who was lost in his thoughts and tapped his shoulder with the back of his hand. he lifted his eybrow, needing a response to how quiet he became and ran gave him a sly smile.

"you look at y/n like you wanna eat them up" ran shrugged, placing his elbow on rindou's shoulder as he slipped a comment on how he can eat y/n in other ways while rindou scrunched up in disgust. sanzu then emerged right next to rindou, telling them to give their report; damn well distracted when you started brushing and massaging his head a few moments ago.

rindou pointed towards the window, telling sanzu to fetch the files in his car while 'lightly' threatening him to buy another cake for him and the pink haired boy waved him off as if his threatening didn't give him flashbacks to how rindou almost squeezed his organs out of his ribcage when he looked at the empty plate.

when sanzu disappeared out of the house, rindou pulled you by the waist and onto his lap. squeezing your fat and kissing up your neck, he grazed a sweet spot but you swatted him telling him what's gotten into him. ran lay his head on your lap and looked like a satisfied brat when you look back at him then his brother all confused like.

rindou couldn't spare anymore time so he whispered in your ear, telling how much of a nuisance his older brother was and pleaded you to let him do what he wished to do. ran quirked his eyebrows, leaning up to kiss you while you teased him more by placing a finger on his lips.

"using your brother as a way to get me to do your thing instead of asking me in the nicest way? how cruel haitani, don't you know how torturous it is for your brother to put up with you?"

he smirks, knowing how much of a tease you were and feigned his sigh. rindou clamped his hands over this ears to not hear whatever the hell is this and tilted his head comfortably on your neck.

you shifted off rindou's lap, letting the man going after your sweet self place his head on your tummy as he happily shifts himself to a tiny nap to wait for sanzu to get back from whatever he got himself into because they could hear him shouting at the phone when he was unlocking the car door.

you looked over at rindou and placed a finger on your lips, smiling with your eyes closed when you don't want to disturb his sleeping brother in bliss.

ran just doesn't need to know rindou had his many turns sleeping with you this week compared to him~

mikey

he likes sleeping on you, his titled pillow he seeks for at the end of the day

he usually goes to you whenever he has a hard time sleeping and you try your best to advice him on how he should take care od his eyebags and weak body

he likes listening to your whispering before he goes to sleep so he asks you to talk more (command maybe)

"mikey..?"

"mph?"

"please i need to get up"

he uses your entire body as a pillow to swing his leg over ._. . from the very start, he makes you worried that you might've done or said something wrong to him but his thoughts were completely filled with how he can melt into you and be a handy pillow for him if he can't sleep easily.

to break the ice of what he thinks of you, you hummed quietly and awfully close to him on why he was staring at you but he completley dodges the question, rather he wants to show you why he's staring so he asks if he can touch you. he was uo close and personal on the first into with you but he didn't have bad intentions.. because afterwards you were legit cradling him.

sanzu was raising his eyebrows teasingly when their boss was sound asleep on your shoulder and you run your hands to his hair while glaring at sanzu to not make any noise. kakucho tried putting a straight face on but it's complelety leaving him when he heard his boss sleep talk.

he was babbling nonsense to you which you tried to reply to him but his mouth was jammed shut because there was some point where he got mad at you for not replying and sanzu was rolling on the floor and kakucho had to walk out to laugh with sanzu, dragging the pink hair out of the office. you cooed at him to relax instead of thrashing back and forth and he stopped, planting his face into your neck which makes you feel really tickled.

you're just grateful he's getting some sleep and you kissed him good night and a faint smile shows up on his face when you hugged him tight.

(and the other executives in the other room cracking up about mikey and you NSBJSBD)

akashi

he likes carrying you, stealing you away from the other executive when they're disturbing you

you can't feel insecure with this man because he was the dirtiest way with his words that he whispers to you that can turn any guy or girl red

he'll surely gouge out any prying eyes that mock or stare at you for too long

"why cat got your tongue?" your mouth agape when he was busy doing pushups on the mat and his back muscles flex even more when you came by, the smirk on his face didn't help making you flustered while you sat near him. panicking on the inside, he stopped for a water break and sat next to you.

you prayed to not shake so visibly becaue this hot ass man right now makes you lose all sense of human nature with how big he was, he placed his bottle down and shifted closer to you. bending down a little to arch his back to crack a little, he said he needed you on his back for his pushups. he can easily see the confusion you had on your face and he chuckled, getting up to begin and he usher you to start climbing on his back.

"cmonnn~ i'm strong, you're afraid i'll drop you?"

this man wanted a death wish but you think you'll die first because of how much of a tease he was, his back was kinda comfortable so you tugged on him like a koala, he called you needy and he says he's right you'll enjoy it. enjoy what exactly? too scared to ask this man because of the potential of a heart attack.

it becomes a daily thing to be honest, just having you on his back to flex off his strength that you were impressed that he didn't break and kept his composure. he held you close or carries you on his back cause he wants to, running away from the others who were fighting over you.he was a dangerous man because he could easily take your breath away with how secretive he is.

heck, i think he just did.

tag tag: @lucylicious , @turksueme , @haruchyio , @fyotituti , @coconois , @gyros-cum-sock , @ashrakat-lovesbaji , @dragon-chica

[jameui]

SPECIAL PRESENT 2

Requested

part 1 | part 2 | part 3

PAIRING: Sugar Daddy!Jung Yunoh x College Student!M!Reader (featuring: Bestfriend!Lee Jeno)

GENRE: Fluff, Smut

WARNINGS: Unprotected intercourse, huge age gap, a lot of IMPORTANT flashbacks (i think), daddy kink, sex toys, overstimulation

SUMMARY: You were a striving student in Resonance High and had perfect records. Besides your devotion to your education, you were also gifted with a talent. All these stuffs making your sugar daddy, Jaehyun, proud of you, so he decided to give you a night you won't forget.

He gave Jeno an acknowledging nod for looking out for you for him and carried your smaller body with your legs wrapped around his waist like you were an eight year old. "You asleep, baby?" You buried your head on the crook of his neck and shook them 'no'. "Alright. Cause I don't want dinner going to waste." He made you giggle while you hugged his body tighter that were hanging over his shoulders.

He pulled the door to the passenger's seat and gently seats you down on the comfy chair. He closed the door for you before moving to his side of the car. The driver's. He got inside and made himself comfortable, just as you were putting on your seatbelt. "Are we good to go?"

"Yeap. I'm starving already." You said patting your tummy.

He chuckled with his deep voice that you always find so hot and fascinating. "Were you practicing 'til the late night, again?" He asked you, concern lingering on the tone of his voice.

"Yeah. I stayed with Jeno, though. He was a better mentor, in full honesty." You pouted. "Ah, right. The mentor told me I made him proud." You said like a puppy who was complimented by their owner.

"He did, huh?" He said, before he raised his hand from the steering wheel and patted your head. "I'm more proud of you." You smiled and felt all your insides go giddy as you wiggled cutely on your seat.

You drove through houses and past buildings before you arrived at the older man's house. You were in your first year of college when you ran away from your family's house and moved to a more far off place, somewhere they wouldn't be able to track you down. To support yourself, you rented a room in a boarding house, but had to eventually leave due to you having not enough money to pay for the rent. You tried so hard looking for a job and you did, but it didn't last long. Although, you were paid a good amount of money that helped you with your house renting and food. Of course, you found a very unstable job again, but was fired for your poor performance. Yet again, you were forced to leave the the place you rented and even thought of actually working at a gay bar. Not until you stumbled upon, your now bestfriend, Jeno who offered you a shared room with him in his apartment, which you gladly took.

Jeno was one of your coworkers that you never really got to interact with, so seeing now that he's your roommate, you had to eventually get to know him more and you two grew closer together, becoming the best of friends that you two are now. It was quite coincidental that you two were studying at the same university, so it was a shock for the both of you. You two were roommates 'til the end of your first year, when you met Jaehyun on that faithful day, who was generous enough to invite you to live under the same roof as him. At first, you were very hesitant, but with the agreement he had set between you two, who were you to refuse? Like you said before, you were only up for it because of the money and pleasure.

"Daddy?" You called out to him. In the agreement, you were free to call him anything you wanted if you two were in public, but when it's just the two of you, that nickname should be the one used AND only that. He hummed in reply as his eyes never left the rear view mirror, parking the car in the garage. "Do you ever... er, I know it's a very unnecessary question, but..." You chuckled with hurt on your voice. "... Do you ever get tired of me?"

Jaehyun didn't say anything after he had parked the car. You two only sat there, Jaehyun turning the car engine off, then sighed. "Baby, listen." You were once about to speak again, but he cut you off. "I want to tell you something." The tone in his voice made your heart beat faster, more scared than that recent experience at the dance studio. He held your hand, your eyes falling on them before trailing them up to Jaehyun's who was looking deeply into your E/c orbs. "Don't think of it badly, but a few days into the relationship, I really did thought I wish I shouldn't have met you."

And there it goes. The heartbreak you had always deserved, but his hold on your hand never loosened, rather it tightened and his eyes softening when he noticed your eyes start to prick with tears. "I said, don't think badly about it, M/n."

"How could I not when you're literally breaking my heart?!"

"Baby, let me explain." Jaehyun told you, you letting out a huff.

"Then, explain and if you want to end all this, then just say so. I don't want to get my hopes up." You whined and crossed your arms.

Jaehyun chuckled. "Before I met you, I was always on my desk. Every single day, thinking of nothing, but only work." You side eyed him and huffed, again. "But, now that you're here, you're the only person filling up that space in my mind. All I could ever think of was you and only you. Your smile, your sweet giggles, the way your voice sounded so angelic when you sing, everything about you spiraled in my head, neverending." He softly told you, putting a hand on your thighs that was clothed with the long pants you wore. "You never came to me as just a responsibility anymore. You were my top, number 1, only priority. Now, I regret ever thinking like that."

"Stop, you're gonna make me cry." You shoved your hand on his face to shut him up, to which the older resorted to tickling you. You bursted into fits of laughter not stopping until you two were finally out of breathe. Your eyes locked with each other, your chest heaving up and down, Jaehyun still yet to stop from his chuckling. Once his chuckling died down, you couldn't contain it in yourself anymore and hungrily pressed your lips on his, moving to his side of the car to straddle his thighs.

Jaehyun was taken by surprise from your sudden action, but replied quite faster than you thought. His hands slid down to your ass, kneading it through your pants making you moan in pleasure, Jaehyun using this as a chance to slip his tongue inside your wet cavern mixing his saliva with yours as he danced with your tongue, taking dominance very easily.

His hands went further up your body, sending tingles down your spine making you shudder in your place. He pulled away from your lips, a string of a transparent liquid connecting both of you, whilst his dark brown eyes gazing at you with nothing, but lust deep within those orbs that stared into your soul. "You look so sexy, baby." He told you, before he sloppily placed wet kisses on your jaw, down to your neck making sure to leave hickeys that will be visible for days. The contact of his soft lips on your skin made you sigh shakily from the pleasure he was giving you. He caressed your soft skin from under your large shirt and found its way up to your erect nipples that he always fondly played with whenever you found yourselves in this same exact situation.

An unconscious loud, high pitched noise came out of your mouth, Jaehyun swelling with pride as he smirked, teeth grazing the supple flesh of your neck. "D-daddy.. Mmnh~" You hummed out in pleasure, your hands tangling themselves on Jaehyun's unkempt hair, your head completely empty, but the thought of how the man made you feel so good. "Daddy~"

The way the nickname rolled out your tongue in a very sensual way, earned you a growl from the older male before he bit on that sensitive part of your skin making you scream out a loud moan. He licked on that same area, sucking on it while doing so. Your eyes were half lidded when you felt something under you poke your thighs. He was hard.

Teasingly, you traced your fingers over his clothed member and played with the tip to drive him over the edge. "Stop teasing, baby boy. You know what happens to bad boys, right?" He whispered seductively into your ears, his hot breathe hitting your skin briefly, a minty scent filling your nose.

"Yes, daddy." You nodded your head meekly.

"That's a good boy. Now get to work." He ordered you as you moved back towards your seat in a kneeling position and ducking down to become face to face with the male's crotch. Even from now, you still couldn't get over the fact how he was so huge and how long his dick was. You were still yet to learn how this will fit inside of you. "Come on, baby. Time's a wasting."

You nodded your head submissively and reached over the waistband of his sweatpants and peeled them off only to discover that he was bare on the inside, his sweatpants the only thing that kept his bottom half covered. "Did you expect this to happen, daddy?" You smirked, placing kitten licks on the tip of his semi-erect cock. "You're so hot, daddy." You said, looking up at him while you rested your head on his thighs.

"Baby, please." He begged of you, eyes furrowing.

You smirked before you trailed a small lick from his balls up to his tip, making Jaehyun groan throughout the time he entangled in his hand a fistful of your hair. You can't help, but let a moan slip past your tongue as you continued to place kisses on the head of his cock. You glanced up at him only to see him viewing you with so much lust in his eyes. You understood this as a sign to stop your teasing and wrapped your lips around the head of his cock taking in only a few inches that you could fit into your mouth, using your tongue that sent shivers down Jaehyun's spine as he groaned from the pleasure you gave him.

But, this time, you wanted to make him feel better. You wanted to know how far you can go. You were determined to exert yourself to your maximum limit, so you took all of his cock into your mouth, not even bothering how much you choked around his dick when he reached further down your throat. Upon this, Jaehyun howled. He didn't expect you to take him whole, since you were basically only playing with the head of his member, so this was rather unexpected. "That's right, baby. Make daddy feel good."

You helped yourself first to fully adjust to his size, swallowing around him that made your throat tighten causing to send pleasure through Jaehyun's nerves making him groan out in pleasure, hissing out cusses that made your ego swell with pride as you started to bob your head painfully slowly for Jaehyun's liking.

Occasionally you would look up at Jaehyun who had his head tilted backwards, eyes shut, sighing from the familiar sensation you gave him while he let you do your work. He would take his head back down to you, to peer over you who sucked on his dick like it was a lollipop. "Fuck, baby. Faster."

You followed his command and went a little faster, earning a groan from the lust filled male as he started to guide your head. You stilled yourself, giving him the signal that he can go at his own pace. And so he did. But, you didn't expect that he'd fuck your mouth at a very rough pace.

You held onto his thighs to balance yourself, your eyes rolling back from how much you felt good with just your mouth getting fucked by Jaehyun. The older male grunted and laughed darkly whispering a few curses, letting out chains of groans and sighs that he couldn't help from passing his lips.

His pace didn't stop from increasing its speed, until it became an animalistic pace that made tears fall from your eyes, face reddening at how much stimulation he had put on your mouth. "Fuck, fuck! Baby, your mouth feels so good!"

He peeked over you and saw your eyes staring back at him, as you felt his dick grow bigger in size from inside your mouth. Your eyes were both locked together as he continued to buck his hips inhumanely inside your mouth. "M/n~ Ah~" He moaned out your name, but he was still not near to reaching his climax as he continued to let himself fuck your mouth. You were sure your throat will be sore the day after, but you could careless. This felt like heaven to you and you didn't want anything to stop you.

He finally stopped his harsh movements, letting you move at a pace you can handle. You used your tongue to swirl around his cock, making Jaehyun hiss, knitting his eyebrows causing the small creases on his forehead to appear. "Hah..."

To drive him over the edge more, you continued to suck on the sensitive part of his cock, which was the tip that was now leaking with precum. You slid your tongue over the slit of the bulbous tip of his dick, tasting the saltiness of the juice he produced with your help.

He was so over his head, that he let out a loud curse when his phone started ringing. "Don't stop, baby." You complied, his hand intertwining with the strands of your hair. You repeated the routine and got no reaction from the older male, but you can clearly see that he was just trying to restrain himself from letting out a moan. Feeling challenged, you bobbed your head up and down on his dick going faster and faster each time his tip hit the back of your throat.

Jaehyun, who was still on his phone, smirked down at you at how needy you are for his attention. So, he placed his hands back to your hair and singlehandedly pushed you you even further that made you let out a choked out gasp, but gradually grew accustomed to it, after he gave your head one final push, burying his dick inside your mouth thick spurts of his cum travelling down your throat, some dripping down your mouth. He thrusted a few more times to ride out his high before he let you pull away with a loud pop.

He finally hung up the call and caressed your cheeks, leaning in to whisper. "You did great, baby." He smiled down at you and that's how you eventually fell asleep, forgetting about the dinner that Jaehyun had prepared for the both of you.

Nonetheless, Jaehyun fixed himself up and carried you to his room. He laid you down on the soft mattress of the bed, pulling the sheets over your body before he gives your forehead a small lingering kiss. "Sweet dreams, my little angel." He said, then got up to to turn the lights off, happily watching you sleep one last time, before he went downstairs to finish his work.

The morning after, just as expected, you felt a sting on your throat every time you swallowed or even talk making your voice sound hoarse from the sore throat you were having. Jaehyun kept on apologizing, even though you kept on telling him that it was alright and that it wasn't his fault, but he still insisted and promised you to cook your favorite meal for dinner. Knowing the taller male, you knew there was no way around this, so you just gave in and nodded your head. He was also kind enough to let you hide his bite mark.

"I didn't know your voice could go that deep." Jeno teased you, poking the side of your ribs.

You slapped his hands away. "Fuck you." Your voice came out airy and raspy, sound almost like a broken croak, making you sigh. "Gah... I feel like I shouldn't have—ah—done that a day before the performance." You said, wincing when you felt that rising pain on your throat as you rubbed them to try and ease the sting that was fucking killing you.

"Guess, it's good that I don't do the sucking." Jeno chuckled that made you widen your eyes.

"Who—"

"Lee fucking Jeno. AH!" A rather harsh sounding voice, emitted from behind the said male, taking his attention before he smiled.

"Nana! You came!" Jeno opened his arms and ran to the boy, but he was pushed away by him making Jeno pout.

"Shut the fuck up, Jeno." He groaned and pinched the bridge of his nose, sighing. "You gave me this sore throat." He glared at Jeno. "And, of course I came. After you fucking threatened me to—"

"Yeah, yeah. That's enough, Jaemin." Jeno said, covering the person's mouth. Jeno took his hand back as quick as lightning, when Jaemin licked on the palm of his hand, a smirk forming on his face. "Gross!"

Jeno was wiping his hands when you rolled your eyes and held a hand at Jaemin for him to shake. "M/n. L/n M/n. A 'friend' of my friend, is a friend of mine. Nice to meet you." You greeted him, Jaemin chuckling at the same exact situation you were in.

"What a top, huh?" Jaemin said, before he shook your hand. "Na Jaemin. Pleased to meet you." He smiled at you while Jeno pulled both your hands away from each other.

"HEY!"

"No. Just no!" Jeno told you both, while knitting your brows in confusion at him. "Jaemin. You're only mine."

"Of course, he's yours. I don't plan on taking him away from you. I just want to be friends." You said in reply to Jeno's statement who pouted. "Besides, I'm not as handsome as you, Jeno, so I can't compete with you."

"I don't mind cute boys." Jaemin crossed his arms, teasing Jeno and probably you, as well as a blush started to paint your cheeks.

"HEY!" Jeno yelled at Jaemin who rolled his eyes before he gave you a wink and walked off. Jeno glared at you and narrowed his eyes. "Mine. Jaemin's mine."

"Then, take him. Geez Luis, Jeno. I already have my own." You stuck your tongue out at him before you went to the studio to change into the costume you were to wear. You waited for your turn, a makeup stylist approaching you to put make up on you. "Oh." You said and the stylist just smiled and started to dab foundation onto your face that matched your skin tone. She gave you a small amount of blush on, giving you an eyeliner and a dark brown eyeshadow to give your eyes a fiery look to match the concept of your performance.

She immediately packed her things up and moved to another student, you giving her a bow as she left. "Wow, look at you. I didn't even recognize it was you." Jeno teased with his arms crossed across his chest.

You gave him a smile and fiddled with you fingers. "I'm actually feeling really scared right now. But, mostly, I can feel the adrenaline rush running through my veins that I could just scream and run out the stage and dance!" You said in glee, until you realized that you had forgotten telling Jaehyun about your performance. "Oh, no. Da—Jaehyun! I forgot to tell him." You groan and checked your pockets for your phone and remembered you left it at home, since you were to excited to even check yourself. You dejectedly sat down on a chair and whimpered.

"He'll be there, M/n. I can tell." Your mentor told you, when he heard your complaints about forgetting to tell Jaehyun, and you immediately lit up and hugged the person.

"Thank you!" You expressed your gratitude, getting the idea of what he meant. You pulled away from him with a wide smile glued stuck to your face.

"Now, you both need to get changed. The opening's 'bout to start." You and Jeno nod your head and went straight to the wardrobe to get change, seeing only two outfits left on the line.

"Just in time." Their dress stylist both gave them what seemed to be like their costumes that was kept inside a black plastic case with a zipper that attached the layer together.

You made your way to the dressing room, one for you and the other for Jeno. You fit yourself just right into the clothes they have assigned for you to wear. You looked at yourself in the mirror and was shocked to see how good you looked on these clothes you're wearing.

You were fit into a maroon loose silk long sleeved polo, the vertical front of the shirt that attaches it together was replaced with laces that stitched around the holes of your clothes' button hole. The sleeves of your polo went further down, just below your wrist, avoiding it from falling by securing it with a button on the hem of the sleeves. For your lower half, you were given tight fitting slack pants that accentuated the size of your bubble butt with your polo neatly tucked inside the waist of your pants. The length of your pants stopped exactly by your ankle, exposing that uncovered area, the wind tickling your ankles. You wore a closed black shoes that complimented the look. You also wore a display lip ring and earring that completed your look, your whole self changing right before your eyes. The gullible and fun you was no longer there, instead it was replaced with a much more unknown version of yourself.

"Damn, I look fine as fuck." You told yourself as you checked yourself out on the mirror that was placed in the dressing room. "Woah..." You said, tracing your fingers on the outline of your ass.

"M/n. You done in there? We're almost up." Jeno's voice called from the busky studio that snapped you from your thoughts and came out of the dressing room. Jeno's head turn to look at you taking in your new look with a lip bite and a whistle. "Damn, bro. You look so hot."

"Thanks, I guess." You giggled, blushing shyly.

A few more compliments later and your group was being called to move to the venue and be at the backstage to prepare. You just stuck to Jeno the whole time going back to the routine a few times to practice and perfect the dance. Jeno was a good friend to the point where he would always be there by your side whenever you needed him. Even at this time, he never left your side and helped calm you down by offering a bubblegum to you, your mind thinking about nothing, but focusing on chewing the gum. Jeno would always initiate a talk with you making you laugh all the time whenever he made faces or make jokes that weren't even funny making it hard for you not to laugh at.

But, it seemed like all Jeno's work went immediately down the gutter when you felt your nervousness come back at once, when the emcee of the opening program started to introduce you to the stage.

Loud cheers and a round of applause were heard as you made your way to the very spacious stage of the place. Your eyes fell to the crowd, feeling yourself break into cold sweat from all the nervousness you felt. It was too heavy that you couldn't—"Daddy?" You smiled when you saw Jaehyun in the crowd and waved his hand at you when you saw your eyes that was happily looking at him. You subtly waved your hand back at him, to which he smiled at, those deep dimples appearing for you.

You got into your position, which consisted of you lying down on the floor, with your right leg folded up, your knee raised up. You had a cutted satin fabric in your back pocket as a prop for yours and Jeno's solo later. You put your hands over your eyes, as a part of your starting position.

Soon, the music started booming through the speakers and you felt your body get trapped to the rhythm of the song as you felt your hands and legs get overtook by the music as you started to gracefully dance to each beat of the song. Jaehyun, with his phone, proudly deciding to film your whole performance.

The first and second half of the song was just your group synchronized dancing to the choreography of what your mentor had taught you and you leading some part of the dance, until the song made a huge turn to a very sensual groove that had only you and Jeno left on the stage. Your solo, with your partner, Jeno, started and everyone in the crowd whistled and gasped, including Jaehyun who felt a little jealous that it wasn't him with you on that stage.

You started with a freestyle by grinding your hips on the cold newly polished floor of the stage, before you were joined by Jeno who stealthily took the fabric from your pocket and slowly wrapped it around your source of vision. He took your chin to turn your head and face him. One hand, not too tightly held the blindfold up only enough, so it doesn't fall, while the other held the back of your neck turning both of you around, so your back faced the audience and he faced the crowd, smirking before he leaned in close to you and staged to make it look like he bit on your neck, then removing the blindfold from your eyes. Then, ending the performance with you falling down to the floor acting lifeless, while Jeno pretended to wipe his lips.

The audience broke into loud claps and shouting out praises in chorus, while Jeno helped you up to your feet giving him a silent thanks and bowed at the people who was watching your performance. You two walked out of the stage and was greeted with hugs from the students feeling like they made a very big accomplishment from how you made the performance very eye catching. "M/n! You were so great out there!"

"Thanks. Jeno helped me a lot." You said, nudging the older, who only chuckled.

"M/n." Jaehyun's voice grabbed your attention, holding his arms out as he smiled at you. You gave him a wide smile and ran to him hugging him with all your might.

"I'm sorry, I forgot to tell you." You voiced out apologetically, pushing your bottom lip forward into a pout and looked up at him. "Sorry, Jaehyun."

"It's okay, baby." He replied, before leaning into your ear. "Because I'm hoping you kept your promise and that's why I have a surprise for you."

You knew what he meant by that, the reason why you were blushing with your eyes wide open. "I.. er.. Yes, yes." You said, playfully punching on his chest. A week prior to today, you had promised to Jaehyun that if you're performance was successful, you'd finally let him pop your cherry, that's why you're blushing so profusely.

"Then, be ready. I'll be seeing you tonight." He whispered one last time before he kissed your cheeks and excused himself since he was still expected at his work.

The whole day, all you could ever think of was what his surprise was and how he would be able to fit his huge dick inside your ass. It was too impossible, you thought, but you were already feeling just as desperate as the older male. You wanted to know how he felt inside you, how he would fuck you 'til the daylight, how he would break your mind and fuck you until you forget your own name. Just the thought of it made you go crazy as you slapped your cheeks and sighed. "Fuck..."

You felt a presence sat themself beside you giving a loud sigh. "So, I'm guessing you're gonna stay up whole night, huh?" It was Jaemin.

You whipped your head at him and looked at him like he was some type of witch or future teller. "How'd you..."

"Gut feeling." Jaemin said.

You didn't know what you signed up for in that time, until today.

It was currently quarter to seven and you were now at the front of the doorstep, not even bothering to say a word. You could only blink your eyes several times, swallowing the large lump that formed in your throat. You let out a deep breathe and was about to put your hand on the knob when the door let out a soft creak and caught sight of Jaehyun who was dressed in nothing, but his boxer shorts. Your hands didn't left the air as you continued to stare up at him, before your eyes fell down his toned abs that were nothing compared to your flabby stomach. "M/n, baby! You're just in time." He smiled at you, but you were still as nervous as ever. Your eyes never left from taking in the view right in front of your eyes, admiring how much his body was so sexy, licking your lips as your eyes fell down his shorts. "M/n."

Your head snapped up towards him, finally out of your train of thoughts. "Yes, daddy?"

"I left your present on the bed, baby. Go check it out." He told you as you did what you were told and moved upstairs to your shared bedroom and saw a pink colored paper bag on top of the bed. You looked at Jaehyun hesitantly, who gave you a smirk and nodded his head up once to the bag to tell you that you should open it. So, you did. And didn't expect to see all sorts of 'toys' inside them.

"D-daddy... these all are..." You managed to let out, these only few words getting the chance to leave your mouth. Your hands trembled, not because you were scared, mainly because you can already feel yourself start to melt and the desperation to just submit to him already.

You felt a pair of arms wrap themselves around you loosely, Jaehyun's hot breathe hitting your neck. He pressed his lips down to your neck and placed kisses that trailed down to your exposed shoulder due to the large shirt you wore that was barely hanging on your shoulders. You tilt your head to the side, giving him more access to your neck as he started to nip on the skin. "Fuck, baby boy." He whispered into your ear, licking your lobe making you sigh in pleasure, as he started to grind his hard on against your ass.

"Ah... daddy.." You moaned out from the feeling of his clothed member on your butt.

He never ceased his movements until he saw your hands still holding onto the bag, his smirk growing wider. "I'll let you pick two, baby and it'll be our special tool for tonight. How's that sound?" He seductively asked you, his lips grazing the back of your ear.

You weakly nodded your head and checked the contents of the paper bag. You were too clouded with the thought of getting pleasured by the older man that you took out whatever you could take in your hand. The chosen items made Jaehyun smirk. "Good choice, baby boy." He moved away from you, already missing the heat his body radiated against yours. He took the bag away from the bed and threw it somewhere in the corner of the room and took the toys you had in your hand. "I gotta say, you have good taste, M/n." He said. "Strip." His voice fell an octave deeper making your knees buckle from his dominating demeanor.

[outerbanks-fandom]

Too Much - JJ Maybank

Description: there's comes a time when people want to much from you and you can’t handle it. 

Warnings: slight sexual content, convincing reader to do things she didn’t really wanna do, sad, slight description of reader that might not apply to you, this is a female reader x JJ I’m so sorry if this doesn’t apply to you. 

Word count: 1,039

Edited?: spelling yes idk about the rest so technically no

Part 1

Pulling into the chateau while John B and Sarah was presumed dead was the worst part of my day. Not only because they weren’t there but because I had to be faced with whatever mess of JJ I had to clean up today. I would never complain about it though because I knew he was hurting and I'd do anything to help him heal. 

He was here alone most nights when I worked. During the day Pope and Kiera kept him company, but nights were always worse for him anyways. The couple hours he was by himself he would let his thoughts take over. With no distraction he drank and smoked the pain away. Which caused one of two things to happen when you finally show up, he either yells at me for shit I didn’t do or he’d fuck me for his own personal pleasure. I just let him though, I loved John B also but John B was JJ’s best friend. They were the brothers to each other. 

So whatever JJ needed to do to make himself feel better I wasn’t gonna stop him from doing that. But tonight, tonight I couldn’t handle his loud screams at me or the bruising grip he’d have on me. I just needed my JJ back, I needed a good hug  and I know I won’t be getting that. Especially since I saw the empty beer bottles on the porch steps. Just to stall the inevitable I cleaned up the bottles and sat on one of the chairs outside. I just needed a minute to mentally prepare myself. 

I sighed before heading into the chateau. The door slamming behind me is what broke JJ’s gaze. He was standing in the kitchen, beer in hand just staring. A seductive smirk was on his lips, “hey baby, I haven’t seen your sexy ass all day.” 

“Hey J, works been crazy, but I'm here now” I very clearly had an exhausted frown on my face, but JJ could care less. He made his way to me and placed his hands on my waist. I know what tonight holds but I don’t know how to tell him no. “J, come on let’s go lay down or something” he didn’t let up though. :Come on baby, I really miss this pretty mouth” one hand reached for my face as his thumb rubbed my bottom lip. “JJ, come on we can just hang out or something. Your drunk” the anger rose in JJ’s demeanor but I can tell he’s still trying to convince me. 

“Y/n come on, just 10 minutes tops. I really need you” I gave in and nodded. All i have to do is give him head. Then maybe we can just go to bed. He’s trying to distract himself I know that. It’s the least I can do for him. I tried convincing myself that this was okay and that I wanted to do this but I just wanted to cuddle him for once. 

He kissed me quickly and I dropped to my knees. Okay Y/n just get this over with he’ll pass out, and you can sleep\on his chest again and pretend he wanted you in his arms. I hesitantly undid his shorts and pulled his underwear down with them. His hands went to my hair and directed my head onto him. As he directed my head up and down on him, the realization hit me. This is all I am to him, he’s using me as a distraction instead of something to help heal him. Tears ran down my face and I couldn’t tell if it was because he picked up his pace and was choking me or if the fact this is all I am to him. 

He groaned when I hummed around him hoping this will end faster. After a while though it was too much to handle, with my emotions going crazy I just needed a second. I pushed back on his thighs but he didn’t let up. So I pulled my head out of his grip as hard as I could and he finally caught the hint. “Y/n what the fu-” I didn’t stick around for his scream. “Sorry J, I can’t do this. I’m trying to be here for you and what you need, but I can’t be that tonight.” He was pulling up his pants now. “Before you speak I'm gonna say what I gotta say, I love you J, and I know that life sucks right now and I know that there's nothing I can do to bring John B back but that doesn't mean you can use me. I just wanted a hug from my boyfriend. I needed you tonight and you pushed me aside for your personal pleasure. I wanted to be here for you no matter what but I feel used and really gross right now so I’m gonna head home. I’ll have Pope check up on you.” 

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It’s been a couple days since I talked to JJ but I've been checking up on him through Pope. School actually starts today and I know I have first hour with him, I'm not sure if I'm ready to see him. I might be overreacting but I really felt trapped. I know JJ and he wouldn’t intently hurt me, but drunk, high and broken JJ was a different story. 

He’s tried calling me and even came banging on my window but my whole body wouldn’t give. It was like I was paralyzed as he hit my window repeatedly and even a few sobs. It broke me to listen to him cry, but I couldn’t find it in me to fix him anymore. At least for right now. 

I made myself look like I was okay, full face of makeup, my clothes consisting of a white pleated skirt, an open Hawaiian shirt with a black body suit under it, and black & white adidas superstars. My hair was in its naturally curly state with some product in it to define my curls more. 

Taking one final look in the mirror I took a picture and posted it on my story ‘last first day...<3′ 

It’s time to face JJ Maybank and the pogues minus 2...

[angstyaches]

Ooooh you have a delicious writing style- it's so descriptive! I'm afraid I'm quite new so don't know your characters much yet, but if this scenario could fit I bet you'd write it amazingly! Perhaps Character A is down on their luck, longterm or short-term wise, and is walking through town, having not eaten since the morning prior. Suddenly a store window catches their eye, displaying all sorts of amazing baked goods or meat cuts, and they can't help but stare while their hunger pains have them wincing openly. Character B notices them staring before Character A even realises what they're doing.

Agh, what a beautiful prompt. I think this is actually the first hunger fic I've written on request, so thank you, anon! I hope it’s okay that I used fancy pizza; I really wanted to use Payton for this and pizza is one of the few foods they would genuinely go weak over.

Pre-Payton and Autumn Getting Together

CW: hunger, hunger pangs, stomach noises, mentions of character unable to afford (decent) food, stress, overwork (it's Payton, what did we expect?), food mention

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Payton sighed as they felt the drizzle start to fall around them. They stepped under a deserted bus shelter and stared out, wondering if the rain was going to get worse before it cleared up.

It was a fitting end to the day – or rather, the week – they’d been having. They couldn’t wait to get home and take off the stifling shirt they’d worn to a job interview that morning and then worn all the way through their shift at the café. They just wanted soft clothes and their bed and maybe a podcast to fall asleep to.

It all seemed so far away still, their energy sapping by the second and leaving them stranded five minutes away from the tram stop. Their feet stopped moving, rooting them to the pale grey concrete.

A gorgeous smell turned their head. Frantic interview prep, snooty employers, and stuffy clothes all faded from Payton’s mind. They were stopped across the street from the city’s most expensive food store. Built into a complex from the late 1800s, it was the kind of place where a sandwich cost €12. The kind of place that sold imported goods and “foodstuffs”.

An elaborate window was positioned behind the delicatessen section of the shop, where a chef was artfully piecing together a pizza on top of a copper paddle while another sat in a brick oven. The smell of the crisping dough must have been piped out deliberately onto the street, to entice those with money to burn, and to tease those without.

Payton fell into the latter category lately. With all the time they’d been spending on interview prep and assignments, they’d been taking shorter shifts at the café. Rent was going to clean them out this month. Today’s shift hadn’t even been long enough to warrant a full lunch break; they’d only taken fifteen minutes, and had spent thirteen of them taking a nap at the break room table.

Only now did they feel the twists of hunger in their stomach, the shakiness in their legs. Payton didn’t even realise that they had edged closer to the bus stop so they could sit down on the bench, one hand resting on their belly. Their stomach hurt, and it really was no wonder when they thought about it.

The last thing they’d eaten had been a bowl of cereal at seven a.m., the same cereal they were planning to have for dinner when they got home.

Payton’s stomach groaned unhappily at the prospect, and Payton groaned too; I’m right there with you, they thought miserably, rubbing at their stomach and continuing to watch the pizza chef through the window.

They didn’t know how long they grimaced and gazed across the street before they were interrupted.

“Payton? Hi!”

Payton jumped, head snapping up to see who’d said their name, and their heart skipped a beat.

A navy polka-dot umbrella sat over her shoulder. She was wearing tight leggings and an oversized sweater, her shoulder-length hair thrown into a lazy side-bun. She was wearing no makeup and looked a little sweaty, like she was heading home from the gym or dance practice.

She was a sight to behold, as always, even as she fumbled with her umbrella.

“H-hey,” Payton stammered, stumbling to their feet and trying to appear as though they weren’t so light-headed they were seeing stars.

Autumn glanced across the street, her eyes lingering there for a moment. “Uh, you don’t take this bus, do you?”

“I – no,” Payton admitted, glancing at the timetable and list of stops. “I was just sitting. Long day. Spaced out a bit.”

“Yeah, I could see that,” Autumn said, glancing across the street again. She let out a little laugh, though she seemed to consider holding it in for a moment. “I thought you were going to start drooling.”

“What?”

“The fancy pizzas.”

Payton’s heart dropped. Their face was feeling hot under their bangs. “Oh, I, uh, I didn’t even realise I was… staring.”

“Don’t be embarrassed! I watch them all the time when I’m waiting for the bus,” Autumn laughed.

Payton still blushed deeply, since they’d had no reason to sit down at the bus stop except to stare through the shop window. They were suddenly hyper-aware of their hand resting on their belly. They felt their stomach quiver under their palm, a low growl working its way through.

“You doing okay?” Autumn sat down on the bench, nodding for Payton to join her. She didn’t seem to hear the complaint from Payton’s belly. “Feels like forever since we last talked.”

“Y-yeah, sure does,” Payton half-laughed. Their shaky legs and dizzy head were thankful for the relief as they sank back down, leaving what they hoped was a healthy number of inches between the two of them. “I’ve been, um… I’m okay? I think. And – and you?”

“I’m actually… I’m great,” Autumn grinned, tucking some hair behind her ear. “I, um, I just found out today that I’m going to be Audrey in Little Shop of Horrors.”

“Are you serious?” Payton smiled, their mood genuinely lifting a bit at the sight of Autumn’s proud, shy little smile.

They often envied her for her absolute passion for musicals and acting, since they were failing so spectacularly at finding their place in the film world, but right then Payton was happy just knowing she was happy.

“Yeah! I still can’t really believe it.”

“I can.” Payton extended a long arm to pull Autumn towards them. “You’re brilliant.”

“Agh – ew, P, you don’t want to hug me!” she laughed, pulling her shoulders up tightly. “I’m all sweaty and damp!”

“I don’t care!” Payton wrapped their arms around her and pulled her close, so that their cheeks were just inches apart. “Your news deserves a hug.”

Autumn gave a deep, happy sigh as she leaned into the hug, probably unaware of the fact that the contact was setting Payton’s heart racing. It almost felt selfish, holding her like this when they were clearly getting more out of it than she was. They went to remove their arms from her, their chest fluttering as she buried her face deeper in their shoulder and kept her arms firmly around their waist.

It was lovely.

And yet, for the first time in a while, Payton felt a pang of loneliness, their core aching with the knowledge that they couldn’t hold her like this all the time. Deep in their bones, Payton wanted to kiss her hair, tickle her sides, and whisper happy little declarations of affection in her ear.

They didn’t whisper anything to her, though. They didn’t say anything as they held her. But their empty stomach was still twisting itself into shapes, and it clearly didn’t get the memo on holding Autumn quietly. A sharp growl had Payton wincing and trying to clear their throat (to cover up the noise) all in the same breath.

“Whoa, is that your stomach?” Autumn asked, lifting her head from Payton’s shoulder.

Payton’s body stiffened. “It… might be.”

“Are you okay? You must be starving.”

“I’m… Yeah.” Payton swallowed hard, letting a hand rest on their belly again.

Autumn moved back to give them some space. She was staring like she expected an explanation, eyes wide and eyebrows furrowed. Payton’s stomach rumbled under their hand again, bringing a twist of pain, and they didn’t know if they wanted to laugh or to cry.

“I guess I haven’t been taking care of myself too well.” They flinched again at the crack in their own voice.

Lifting her umbrella from where it had been resting against her leg, Autumn got to her feet. “Come on.”

Payton looked up at her, blinking behind their bangs. Exhaustion weighted them to the bench. “Come on where?”

A little hum escaped Autumn’s throat as she jerked her head. Her umbrella popped open and she stepped out of the bus shelter. The rain pattered against the fabric, a little heavier than it had been before.

“We’re gonna go eat pizza. Not – not there,” she clarified, gesturing towards the expensive deli. “I was thinking top floor of the Greene Centre. They sell by the slice and it’s super cheap.”

Payton swallowed again, guilt piling itself on top of the embarrassment. They felt as though they’d somehow coerced Autumn into offering to buy dinner, and the thought made them physically shudder. They got to their feet and moved a little closer to Autumn so she could hear them.

“I probably still can’t afford it,” they mumbled, staring at the ground.

“It’ll be my treat today, okay? You can pay me back by letting me ramble about my show.”

Payton gave her a shaky smile. “Are you sure?”

“Hundred percent.” That shy smile crossed Autumn’s face again. “It’s gonna sound weird, but when I found out I got the part… You were the first person I wanted to tell, Payton.”

“I... Really?” As they chewed their lip, a deep rumble came from Payton’s tummy. They frowned and folded their arms around it, noticing how Autumn's gaze drifted towards it too.

"Come on, I can't listen to your poor belly complain anymore." She lifted her umbrella a little higher with one hand – Payton was a few inches taller than her – and stuck out her elbow for Payton to link their arm through hers. “Shall we go?”

[thegracelessfaceless]

Can I request Sal or maybe Larry taking care of SO with depression? Could use some of that, kinda in the middle of a depressive episode rn.

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I'm so sorry @nonbinarypirate , *hug* depressive episodes can be rough. Just remember that you're loved and valued, take care of yourself, and get plenty of rest. I'm gonna write headcanons for Sal, because my head is really full with Toby stuff RN, but I wanted to get this posted, considering the situation 💙.

Uhh tw: depressive episode.

Sal Fisher with a GN!S.O. Who's Having a Depressive Episode

Sal understands depression

He's got it too and the pills he's supposed to take for it don't exactly make him feel better

But they don't make him feel worse either

He's probably going to do everything for you that he would do for himself when he's having a rough time.

He's gonna make a nest for you to relax in and then wait on you hand and foot.

When Sal has a depressive episode, he gets really achy, so he has a bottle of lavender essential oil spray that helps with muscle relaxation

He'll spray you down with it and spend copious amounts of time rubbing it into your muscles until you're a puddle

Sal knows you probably don't feel like eating, so he tries to make some of your favorite foods

He follows the recipes to a tee and nervously brings it to you and you two share it while watching mindless cartoons with Gizmo.

It actually turned out perfectly, better than when you make it in your opinion

His go to during this is to make you laugh as much as possible. Laughter is the best medicine and Sally boy really hams it up

He'll smoke you out if you smoke, or maybe make it into tea or muffins.

Sal's gonna make sure you don't neglect your self care.

He'll run a shower or bath and pull you in with him and wash your hair and body until your skin is squeaky clean (and kinda red tinted from scrubbing)

He lets you wear his clothes when you're like this, knowing his scent makes you feel better

Will talk to you about literally anything. Sal has never been a judgmental person. Let it all out, cry, scream if you need to.

He's still gonna be there holding you when you're done.

Gets Larry and Ash to draw you little comics. He doodles some for you too, but theirs are much better to him

In short

Sally doesn't really have this depression thing figured out

But he'll grab a flashlight and some breadcrumbs and help navigate you both out of the messes in your minds

[tots-insane-ee]

I'm LIVING for these fluffy Animaniacs and reader headcanons. Just wondering, would you be able to write them comforting the reader when they're upset?

I'm glad you like them!! I still need to figure them out tho but I'm getting there. I had a lot of fun making this, please enjoy  ᵔᴥᵔ

The Warners comforting the reader would include:

Reminder: This is completely platonic and just pure fluff. Reader is gender-neutral and not species specific

Wakko:

He would be a little bit oblivious about it at first but when he finally catches on he will not leave your side till you feel better

Will absolutely act more puppy-like. Just 100% more affectionate, more playful but also more protective

He’s just so worried about you ;-;

He will be a ball of positiveness and will come up  with a bunch of plans to make you feel better

Since he’s not as good with words as Yakko or Dot, he tries his best to cheer you up with his own special ways

His plan is just purely about cheering you up, so anything can happen, really

Expect a lot of cuddles and hugs and reassuring hand holding

Would try to make you laugh by making silly faces, play music for you, do a lot of slapstick humor

Hell, he would might even write a song just for you-

Would give you little gifts he thinks you might like, let it be food, small trinkets or random things you might have only mentioned once. He’ll get it for you

Surprise tickle attacks!!

Asks Yakko what to and what not to do, he just doesn’t want to make it worse

If somehow none of his schemes succeeded at making you smile, he would just try to console you in a more serious manner as a last attempt 

“I’m not really good with this stuff, but if you want to talk about it, I will gladly listen!” he would say with a gentle smile on his face at the end of a day full of “cheering up Y/n” shenanigans. You two would sit on the couch, resting his head on your shoulder, listening silently and brushing your back reassuringly as you speak

If you cry, he will cry with you, holding you close

“I’m so sorry you have to go through this...” he would sniffle, trying to steady his voice and nuzzling you tenderly “But it’s gonna be okay… I’m sure of it, You can do it”

If you don’t want to talk about it, he understands that too. He will be more than happy just hanging out with you if it helps

You two eventually fall asleep, him nuzzling you and hoping that he managed to make you feel a little bit better at least.

When he noticed you look happier, he would be just so giddy and relieved, he will wag his tail and have a goofy smile on his face for the rest of the day

Dot:

Oh, she notices something’s up right away

She noticed by the way how your eyes and your body language is different than usual

Wants to know what or who made you upset and then destroy them

Her plan is to make you feel comfortable and to get you to tell her what had upset you

She will take this the most seriously and try to boost your confidence

She kind of tries to help you in a way Dr. Scratchansniff would, even asked him for advice

Also expect a lot of cuddles and hugs from her, these kids are just really affectionate and protective of the few people they hold dear other than each other

Speaking of protectiveness, if somebody even dares to look at you weird, she will glare holes into them

She would take you to different places, like a mall, an ice cream shop, a park or just wandering around in the downtown of Burbank

Will pamper you so much, if you want anything, she will get it for you at all cost

But if you don’t want to go anywhere, no worries! She is full of ideas

Slumber party time!! ....basically

She would have you settled down, and style your hair while helping you opening up (This in an actual method called “Barbershop Therapy”, heard it from Scratchy) 

But she would understand if you don’t want to discuss it, even tho she thinks it would be the best for you if you would just get it off of your chest

“It’s okay, hun!” she would say, while playing with your hair and rubbing your shoulder gently. “Just take your time. When you feel ready, I will be all ears” 

Once you eventually told everything, she will give you the best pep talk and give you reassurance

“Don’t worry, Y/n. It’s going to be alright! And hey!” she would smile gleefully and give you a meaningful wink “If you need anything, we will be always there to help”

If you cry, she will try so hard not to but fails, engulfing you with a big hug

Once you feel better, she would let out a sigh of relief and feel her heart swell. She is just so glad she could help you

Yakko:

He immediately notices that something isn’t right, but just isn’t sure what might that be

Something about the way you smile or laugh isn’t the same, he can obviously tell

Once he realizes that you are upset, his big brother instinct kicks in

Will not out-right show it, but he’s really worried about you, especially when you don’t really want talk about it

But he also understands how difficult it must be talking about your troubles *cough* personal experience *cough* so he won’t force you to confront your problems like this

Instead he focuses on distracting you and complimenting you, making you forget about whatever made you feel distressed

Expect a lot of jokes and puns, comforting touches and a lot of compliment showers

He’s really good with words after all, he will be creative

His main priority is making you smile at all cost

Won’t leave your side and would be so protective of you

Will take you along to the movie lot to cause some shenanigans or take you out for a day full of fun activities, you name it all

But will gladly just hang out at home if that’s what you wish

Chilling while watching some movies, playing games together, cooking for you or just cuddling

As much as he doesn’t like silence, if that’s what you need right now, he will be happy to give you this comfort 

“Hey, just relax” he would mutter softly, a fond smirk tugging at his lips “Things gonna be okay, and you are gonna be okay. I promise…”

But if you feel ready to open up, he will hold your hand and listen attentively

If you cry, he will pull you close and hold you, rubbing your back soothingly and whisper encouraging words. He will try not to cry, feels like he needs to be strong for your sake and giving you all the comfort there is

“I know it must though, but believe me when I say it’s gonna be fine” he would say, as he pulls away a little so he could wipe away your tears “We always gonna be here for you, never forget that…” he would add, nuzzling your nose

He would feel really glad and thrilled after you calmed down and started smiling again

He really missed the sound of your laughter

Together:

Together:

Okay now, these kids gonna be really sweet to you individually, BUT when they are together the affection, the compliments and the cheering up gonna be off the charts

They just can’t bare to see you upset

They will be next to you for a long time, but will also give you space if that’s what you want, however they will still check on you frequently

You literally have 3 hyperactive guard dogs under you hands

Making you smile will become a semi-competition between them 

“This will work, just watch” “No no no, Y/n loves puns more, just leave this to me” “Whoever makes them laugh first can decide what we gonna have for lunch for a week” “Deal!!”

Cuddle pile cuddle pile cuddle pile cuddle pile cuddle pile cuddle pile cuddle pile-

They will take you to out to theme parks, to the cinema, even to the beach or just to have a stroll around the movie lot 

Slumber party at the water tower which means movie and gaming night!!

When you try to thank them, they will tackle you into a hug and just smile

“What are you talking about, Y/n?” asked Wakko, chuckling “There’s nothing to thank, you dummy” Dot added, booping your nose “We know you would do the same for us, that’s what friends are for.” Yakko said, ruffling your hair “And also…”

“We love youuuuuuu” they declared in unison

[mashup-writing]

If only you were here; Hwang Yeji (ITZY)

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Summary: Yeji was the leader, she couldn't afford to be seen being anything less than perfect for the role. No crying, being sad, or feeling any kind of negativity. But she's only human, and being human means letting your emotions run through you.

Requested? ☒

"Miles away from seeing you."

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She was exhausted. Today's schedule was nothing but hectic, from interviews to filming for music videos. All Yeji had wanted to do was be with her girlfriend, to have her take away the stress, to run her fingers through her hair, to hold her like doing so was the only thing keeping her together. But with Y/N visiting her hometown? The best she could do was a facetime.

She loved her job, her members, and their MIDZYs. She really does. But sometimes the high life takes more from you than it gives. Lately her girls have been facing prejudiced hate from a bunch of ruthless people online. Lia was being branded as "Lazy" and it made the leader's blood boil, among all five of them Lia was the one who spends the most time in the practice room, especially when she has trouble with some of the choreography. She remembers a memory of theirs that included Lia almost passing out of exhaustion in the practice room, Yeji herself wasn't enough to pull the pale and sluggish girl out of there. If Yuna's maturity and hidden stern-ness hadn't reared their heads then she has no doubt that Lia would've ended up in a hospital bed.

Chaeryeong is under fire for "Being Ugly" and all Yeji could do was scoff at the stupidity of the false accusation. Despite Yeji being Y/N's girlfriend, Chaeryeong was the latter's bias. This information had her shocked, Chaeryeong smug, and worst of all: It gave Ryujin a field day. Which resulted in getting the other three members in on teasing her. "Anyone who catches Y/N's eye is fucking beautiful" she mutters to herself. Not to toot her own horn but Y/N has an eye not only for gorgeous looking people, most times those she ends up liking are great people with great personalities. Your ex, Ahn Hyejin of Mamamoo is a damn great example of that.

Another one of her members under fire is Yuna, the baby of their new little family. Knets had a field day when it was found out that the Maknae wasn't originally planned to become a part of ITZY. Jumping on the chance to poke at the youngest's insecurity, thry took to saying that she wasn't good enough to be with them, much less have debuted at all. That's bullshit, and she won't leave room for argument. Yuna is the glue that holds them together, the friend that they can't imagine not having even when they've been a group for less than a year. She stands up to Yeji without being disrespectful when the leader is being too strict or controlling. She pulls Lia out of her workaholic state whenever it starts to become detrimental instead of beneficial. She is the one carrying Ryujin's ass whenever the latter thinks her dad jokes are funny. She's the one to calm Chaeryeong down backstage whenever the latter is feeling nervous, anxious or on the verge of a breakdown.

Ryujin's a reliable friend through and through, but if the fate of the world was decided by the rapper's ability to tell a funny joke? Yeji bets that they all would've died ages ago, she's better at joking around with actions than she is with words. Which leads to some people labeling some of Ryujin's actions as "Bullying". Yeji admits to herself that, yes. To the untrained eye it does seem as if Ryujin's the type, she has the face of a villain when she wants to look intimidating after all. But the rapper is also the softest person she has ever known in her life, testified by the one time they had a pillow fight in the dorm. In the heat of the moment, Ryujin's slipper got thrown and it knocked a Lizard dead off their wall. The pillow fight abruptly ended with four members trying to make her feel less guilty over the critter's untimely death.

Lia interjected that had the moment been captured on camera, some MIDZYs would be making a meme of how they'd like to be that "Lucky" lizard. Ryujin cried harder, because the lizard was not at all "Lucky" in her opinion.

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Yeji was so lost in her own thoughts and so fatigued that she didn't even realize that she had finished changing from her performance outfit to the clothes she wore before clocking in for work. It was only when she had closed the door to her dorm room did she realize how tired she actually was. She was thankful she had been given her own room instead of bunking with someone else again, she's not too sure she could make it up in a bunk bed if she was still roommates with someone.

She crashes onto the bed and pulls out her phone. Most days she would get some shut eye and just facetime her girlfriend in the morning, but at the moment she thinks she'll end up in a mental ward if she goes another second without hearing her Y/N speak. So despite the fact that she can't feel her legs anymore and that her eyelids are growing heavier by the second, she calls.

Ring

Ring

Ring

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Ring

Ring

Ring

You're pulled from the coziest and most comfortable sleep you've fallen into for the night by a constant ringing. You rub your eyes and turn towards your nightstand where your phone is located. "Who in their right fucking mind would be calling at this hour?" You grab your phone and the caller photo snaps you out of your mood before you even see the caller's name.

You hurriedly turn on your lamp on the nightstand and then proceeded to hit answer. "YEJ- whoa, not that I'm unhappy to see you but you look like you should be asleep instead. You look tired as hell Yej. Did you eat yet? How about water? Please stay away from dehydration and be sure to drink regularly." Yeji smiles at you, with her eyes drooping every now and then. "Yeah, I should be asleep but I just missed you so much I couldn't sleep without seeing you first."

You sit up and lean against the head board instead of laying down, your worry increasing tenfold. "What's wrong?" Yeji knows how to prioritize her health first and she never calls you half asleep because she had always claimed that you deserved nothing less than her full attention. She never calls you half asleep unless she's alarmingly close to losing her composure. Her eyes widen as soon as the question leaves your mouth, and a sniffle makes its way through the line. She burried her face in her arm and struggles with wanting to tell you and wanting to fake being strong with you.

You sense the dilemma within your girl and you refuse to let her carry this alone. "Hey, I'd never force you to spill. But I am always gonna be here to listen to your troubles. I already know how strong you are, you've got nothing more to prove. Let it out and I'll be here to support you." Yeji's resolve crumbles and she cries as she tells you everything that's been weighing her down today. She cries because of the unfairness of it all, she cries about how she can't protect her girls, she cries about how she wants nothing more than to wrap them up in a hug and not let go until they're all better but the girls just like their leader want to seem strong and untouchable for each other.

Yeji cries about how she wishes she was with you instead of working, she cries about how guilty she feels for sometimes wishing that they never had to go through the unfairness that the idol life had to offer, she cries about how she feels like she's disappointing the MIDZYs for feeling as she feels. She cries because it's just the start of their journey and she's already so tired. She cries because it's the only way she knows how to get rid of the stress, even if it's just a temporary solution.

What hurts you the most is that she doesn't look at you as she says this. You're a MIDZY after being Yeji's girlfriend and it you don't miss the way she chokes up even more when she said she feels like she's disappointing the fandom. You let your girlfriend let it all out before taking a moment to pull yourself together, and then you speak.

"I can't and I won't tell you that I understand how you feel as an Idol because I'm not one. But as a MIDZY, I can and I will tell you that you were born to be the leader of ITZY, no one else could step up to that role as well as you do even if they tried. Tell the girls I told you to let the haters run their mouths, because we MIDZYs know that each and every one of you brings something special to the table. ITZY isn't ITZY if it doesn't have Hwang Yeji, Choi Jisu, Shin Ryujin, Lee Chaeryeong and Shin Yuna as the members. You girls are a fucking unit and you are all strong enough to knock those bitches speechless."

You stare at Yeji the whole time and notice that although her body has stopped shaking, her tears are still making their way down her cheeks. You take in every detail of her face and wish with everything within you that you were there with her to wipe her tears and hold her close. In your opinion, words aren't enough but you suppose due to the distance between you two that you've gotta work with what you have at the moment. Right now all you have are feelings and words.

"Now as your girlfriend." Yeji's head adjusts enough that you could see half of her face, but the other half still remains buried in her arm. "I'm telling you that you can never disappoint me." She chuckles in humor before turning her gaze away from her phone. "You don't know that, I'm not perfect-"

"I never said you were."

Silence sits between the two of you. Not once in your whole relationship had you intentionally interrupted Yeji when she was speaking, you strongly believed that everyone deserved a chance to speak their piece. But that had exceptions. Such as now. "I never said you were perfect, because you're not. You're human and you have your flaws but believe me when I say that you could never disappoint me, despite the fact that humans weren't designed to be perfect you still work on yourself everyday trying to polish all the rough edges, trying to better yourself not for anyone or anything but yourself because you really want to be better than you were in the past. How could I be disappointed in someone as noble as that?"

You notice that she's now actively fighting to keep her eyes open and you smile. "You okay for now?" She nods and you continue. "Then go to sleep, God knows you both need and deserve a good night's rest. I'll call you back tomorrow when you wake up, so you can tell me about everything else your sleep addled brain forgot to tell me tonight."

Yeji uncovers the other half of her face and eyes stare at her screen that shows your face, now more than ever she wishes she was there with you, to thank you and hold you for everything you've said and for the way you've calmed her down. She promises herself that once you meet back up in person, she'll make it up to you. But for now words will have to do.

"Thank you Y/N. I love you."

Your smile grows wider and Yeji swears she's ready to make a fool out of herself just to ensure that that smile never fades away from your face. You take your a moment to memorize the candid details of Yeji's face before replying. "I love you too Yeji. Good night." Both of you wave goodbye and as heavy of an action it was, you take the initiative to end the call because you know that if you left it up to your girlfriend she would never hit that End Call button.

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Yeji places her phone on the nightstand by her bed.

Y/N lies back down properly on the bed.

The two stare straight ahead of them, eyes unfocused.

They take a deep breath before closing their eyes, ignoring the need that courses through their hearts.

"I'll be with her soon enough."

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A/N: I think this is the longest fic I've written on this app? Why the hell is there too little ITZY content on this app? it feels like drought istg 😭😭

[blake-belladonna-defence-force]

It's the ✨annoying little shit✨ again

The Gremlin anon😺

Here is the ✨update✨ with what happend ✨yesterday night✨ and also ✨today morning✨

So, after I wrote my roommates conversation with Miss oh honey, I started reading it and

MY GOD!!! GIVE ME A BREAK FROM THE GAY!!!

I'M NOT USED TO THIS KIND OF CONSERN FROM SOMEONE!!! IT'S SO FUCKING ADORABLE!!!

I'M GONNA PASS OUT OF GAY OVERDOSE!!!

I wanna kiss my roommate so bad ;-;

BUT I'M TOO SHY FOR THAT!!!

But before I could panic even more, Miss oh honey gets in (I was in my roommates room because it's bigger than mine since we agreed to sleep together) and asks with big grin on her face "How ya doin?"

"Gay- Gay panic"

"Oh honey you need to make a move soon or roommates name won't handel it"

"What do you mean?"

"Honey you know that they are conserned about you and already doing that ugly sad kitten face"

"I don't think it's ugly"

"Of course you don't, you love roommates name! But now, take my advice and make a bloody move! I WANT PROGRESS IN MY SHIP"

Before I could say anything she got away and shortly after my roommate got back and didn't notice I was there

I was coverd in their blankets like a cotton ball with only my head slightly out, and for the face my roommate was doing they were in auto pilot mode

They literally started changing in front of me

And did I say anything? No cause PANIC

I COULDN'T STOP LOOKING!!!!

I TRIED TO OPEN MY MOUTH TO SPEAK BUT THERE WAS NO SOUND!!!! I COULDN'T AND I FELT LIKE A PERVERT FOR NOT BEING ABLE TO LOOK AWAY!!! I FELT SO BAD ABOUT MYSELF!!!

BUT THANKS TO JESUS AND HOLY MOTHER I GOT CONTROL OVER MY HANDS AND COVERD THE REST OF MY HEAD WITH BLANKETS BEFORE MY ROOMMATE TOOK OUT THEIR PANTS!!!

(I could only see their back since they were turned around BUT if they took their pants off... I don't want more panic and gay thoughts so I wont think about it)

As I evolved into a full white ball of blankets I felt a tap on the blankets. I got my head out and I saw my roommate only with a fucking top on, but with a really sofh expression that made me melt

IT WAS SO CUTE!!! I CAN'T HANDLE THIS!!!

But while I panicked they started laughing and saying that I looked like a cute tiny fluff ball

I never blushed so must for a laugh and a compliment, that laugh was music, I want more ;-;/

FUCKING KISS ME ALREADY!!!

But as I keep staring without being able to say anything they grafmdualy stoped laughing and started looking conserned/sad (sad kitty face here we go again) and then they look down and finally notice they are only with a top on and then they say "oh- sorry" and put a shirt on

BUT I'M NOT GONNA BE QUIET THIS TIME AND I WILL SAY SOMETHING

And what I said was "Nice"

Just that... WHY ON HELL DIDN'T I SAY SOMETHING ELSE!?!? WHY GOD??? WHYYYYY!!!!??

But before I died of embaressment they asked "Nice what?"

"You are nice- I mean- I just- You are nice to me! You always have been since the beggining and uuhh... I just- I don't want you to be sad or- or think you are a jerk just because I got embaressed in the kitchen and uuhh-"

"Wait, how do you know about me thinking that?"

"I- I could hear you two talking"

"shit"

And this when I finally notice how hard blushing!!! Were they that embaressed? But before I could jump into conclusions I rembered Miss oh honeys advice abd asked "Uh- glup Why are you so worried about me?"

Looked at me with an expression I couldn't quite read and said "It's cause- sigh You've already been through so much... You deserve to at least be confortable in your own house, to have a safe place to yourself... Don't you think?"

I just- Give me second I need to CRY MY EYES OUT!!! WHY ARE TOU SO CUTE!?!? WHY!!!?? WHY DO YOU DO THIS TO ME!!!!???

*incoherent gay gremlin noises*

I didn't notice I was crying until my roommate, with a very conserned voice, asks "Are you ok!? Why are you crying!?"

I kept sobbing until the picked me up, with blankets and all, and hugged me tight

I NEVER FELT SO GAY WITH JUST A HUG!!! IT WAS SO SAFE AND WARM!!!

I MELTED!!! I'M NOW A GAY GREMLIN JELLY!!!

At a certant point they layed down with me and cuddled me. I felt so tiny but yet so loved, it was so good and safe ;w;

Is this what real actually good relationships feel like? Cause I love it ;w;

I'M GAYING SO MUCH OVER THIS!!!

And before we went to sleep, my roommate wiped my tears and said "Well, if it makes you feel better, I think you're hella strong"

"snif What do you mean?"

"I mean- I still about that time I saw you knocking out a guy, that was built like a greek god, twice your sise, in front of our door step!"

"Oh that- that was just-"

"Was just hella impressive!!! I ALMOST DROPED MY FOOD!!!"

THIS IDIOT MAKES ME CRY AND THEN LAUGH AND FEEL HELLA GAY ALL THE FUCKING TIME!!! don't GIVE ME A BREAK!!! I NEED TO REST!!! And that's actually what I said to them, but more like this

"Jesus Crist- Look, let's sleep already before I pass out" AND MANAGE TO SOUND FUCKING CASUAL ABOUT IT!!!

It was because I was really tired

BUT STILL COUNTS AS A VICTORY!!!

So, after I said that, my roommate nods in aproval and fucking kisses me in the forehead

WHAT'S WITH YOU AND MY FOREHEAD!!!??

Anyway, we fell asleep and this morning when I woke up, first thing I do is check tumbler, and when I get there I see shitlords ask about gremlin-fever and the gremlin in back of my head is like pspspsps do iittt

After I send that ask about giving permition for you to use my story as a fanfic I put my phone back in the table, roll over, and PROCEED TO HAVE A FUCKING HEAR ATTACK!!!

THAT DORK ON HAS SHORT AND A TOP COVERING THEM!!! IT'S FUCKING FREEZING OUTSIDE THE BED BUT THEY ARE BOILING!!! LITERAL VOLCANO TEMPERATURE!!!

I'm starting to think that shitlord anon was right about the fevor in a literal way...

BUT THIS IS NOT WHAT BOTHERS ME THE MOST!!!! THE FACT THAT I CAN FEEL EVERY INCH OF SKIN IN THEIR BODY!!!

But them I look down and see their arms around me AND FUCKING HELL HOW STRONG IS THIS BITCH!?!?!

I probably panicked for and hour or so before I realize... I CAN TOUCH IT

I now I'm the volcano!!! But when I start touching their belly OUT OF GAY CURIOSITY

THEY OPENED THEIR EYES AND ASK "What are you doing?"

WHAT DO I ANWSER TO THAT!!!??? I CANNOT JUST SAY I WAS TOUTCHING YOU OUT OF GAY PANIC

BUT IT'S NOT LIKE I HAVE A BETTER EXCUSE THAN THAT!!!

So, as an intellectual, I said "I- I was j-just c-curious to know how it f-feels to touch it"

"You were curious to know how it feels to touch other persons abs?"

"Well... Yeah b-but not- Not, like- I'm inocent I swear!!!"

They started laughing at me and got closer, and with their fucking casualty say "You can it I don't mind, you're inocent after all"

I WANNA DIG A HOLE AND HIDE!!! YE GODS ABOVE HELP ME!!!

But I remberem shitlords anon little tip, and actually got the courage to kiss their forehead. The moment I kiss tgeir forehead they stop laughing and blankly stare at me for a solid minute, BUT THIS TIME I'M GONNA BE THE ONE TEASING BITCH, so I said what shitlord anon said "I was just checking your temperature, you look like you might have a fever"

I MANAGED TO HAVE COURAGE TO SAY THAT WITHOUT SOUNDING LIKE A DYING SQUIRREL!!!!

IT'S REVENGE FOR MY ENDLESS PANICS!!!

They didn't even say anything anymore, they just nooded, IT WAS PRICELESS!!!

But then, Miss oh honey opens the door saying "GOOD MORNING LOVE BIR- Oh- Am I interupting something?"

We both just stare and since she cant se if we have clothes or not due to the blankets she does a shit-eating-grin and says "Oh- Sorry to interrupt your bonding time~ I will let you continue~ giggles"

I DIED RIGHT THERE!!!

But my roommate was FUCKING PISSED

They got out of bed and started chasing her, screaming her name in pure rage!!

And I stayed in the room... Looking at the ceiling... Thinking about my life choices...

BUT PLEASE CAN SOMEONE SEND HELP

I need it ;-;

IT'S TOO MUCH GAY PANICS!!!! HELP!!!

And also, Miss oh honey is gonna sleep here today, cause aparently one of her neighbors has covid, and his wife texted everyone that he is coming back from the hospital so he can rest home (cause the hospitals are all full and he is not having trouble with the desease), like, he got positive a month ago, and Miss oh honey went for test and got negative, she stayed at home for a while to make sure she was okay, and since her covid neighbor wasn't at home with is family cause ge stayed in the hospital (and none of is family has covid, fortunatly)

So, baisically shes gonna stay for while...

Hope ya'll have a nice day/afternoon/evening/night

- gay panic Gremlin anon

Holy shit— you go, Gremlin anon! I don’t think I’ve ever been this proud of a stranger before in my life 😂

Y’all are too cute and I’m dying. Good luck with your roommate and your wingwoman Miss “oh honey”, Gremlin anon xD

[r1ntaros]

falling // jeong yunho

SYNOPSIS: After experiencing countless messy break ups, Yunho can't seem to find himself to love and to be loved once again. Not until he met y/n who’s as broken as him. Sharing their stories, Yunho found out that they’re almost the same but their difference is Yunho can help himself be whole again after being shattered into pieces. But y/n? Well, maybe God has plans as to why they met each other.

PAIRING: Yunho x fem!reader

GENRE: fluff, angst

WORD COUNT: 4.5k

SONG RECOMMENDATION: falling by harry styles

WARNINGS: mentions of drinking, cheating, cursing, verbal fighting, emotional breakdowns, toxic relationships, self doubts, unhealthy way of coping up with heartbreaks

AUTHOR'S NOTE: Hello! This is my first work for the tag, hehe. I also have another work drafted but it's quite long so I decided to post a /shorter/ one first to test the waters since I'm too shy sharing my works because I know I'm not that great of a writer ssjdjsjk. Some character names are also made by me and doesn't exist in real life. I'm so sorry for grammatical errors as well! English is not my first language >.< Feedbacks are welcome and accepted, enjoy!

Masterlist

Silently sitting at the couch of a friend’s party, Yunho chugged down his 3rd bottle of beer for the night. Just today, his fourth girlfriend decided to break up with him through text, saying their usual “it’s not you, it’s me” line that he is tired of hearing.

As much as it’s supposed to sound reassuring, he can’t help but think that maybe there really is something wrong with him as a boyfriend. Does he not spare them enough time and attention? Does he spend way too much time with his friends? Does he always stay up late all the damn time, playing his god forsaken video games and occasionally forgetting to text his past significant others back unintentionally?

He really can’t answer his own questions but he knows.. he fucking knows that he’s nothing but a good, loyal boyfriend to those who he used to date. But why do they always leave him?

He felt someone nudged on his knee, cutting him off of his thoughts. Looking at that person, he saw Mingi with eyes full of concern. “Dude, we’ve been looking for you for the past five minutes already then I see you sitting on the couch, glaring at everyone. What’s wrong?”

San was the first one to notice their arrival and smiled the brightest smile he can muster while clapping his hands. He looks like he’s not yet drunk.

San was the first one to notice their arrival and smiled the brightest smile he can muster while clapping his hands. He looks like he’s not yet drunk.

San was the first one to notice their arrival and smiled the brightest smile he can muster while clapping his hands. He looks like he’s not yet drunk.

“There’s our Yunho!” He exclaimed which gained the others attention, some even greeting him with enthusiasm as they went back to playing. He silently sat beside Wooyoung who looked at him full of curiosity. Usually when they party, he’s one of those causing chaos but due to how he’s acting now, Wooyoung must’ve sensed that there’s something wrong.

He put his arm over Yunho’s shoulder and shook him slightly, “What’s bothering you, bud?”

That single, simple sentence seems to break all the emotions and questions that Yunho’s been keeping to himself as he felt his eyes get teary and he asked, “Is there something wrong with me?” 

The chaos surrounding him suddenly became calm as the rest of his friends circled him. No one spoke and the silence was unbearable until Hongjoong decided to break it.

“Yunho, what happened?”

He took a deep shaky breath, “Eunhae broke up with me.”

A scoff was heard and everyone looked at Yeosang, “See what I told you? This is what you get for not listening, Yunho.” He said as Yunho stared at him with a hardened expression.

Hongjoong, who’s trying to do damage control, decided to peel Yeosang away from their circle but the younger broke free, “Yeosang, now’s not the time–”

“Now’s not the time to what, Hongjoong?” Yeosang spit out with so much hatred, making Hongjoong look away. The younger man proceeds to walk and stand in front of Yunho, gripping both of his arms tightly, “Jeong Yunho, what did I tell you? She’s not good for you, she’s–”

“Gonna break your heart and leave you broken like the rest of them did. I know, Yeosang. I know.” Yunho cut him off, voice full of regret, “I should’ve listened to you.” He said, this time, with a small voice.

Yeosang just rolled his eyes and pulled Yunho in a hug with his head on his chest, steadied by the smaller’s hand. The action caught him off guard and all of a sudden, the only thing he could feel and hear is his sobs breaking free from his mouth, tears falling down from his eyes as his body trembles in brokenness.

The whole pool house was silent and the only thing that’s audible is the ongoing party happening outside. His friends let him cry until he’s too tired and broken to let anything out. Wiping his eyes, he giggled tiredly,  “I’m a fucking fool. I don’t want to love anymore. I just want to be loved the way I deserve.”

No one spoke but his friends’ hearts broke at what he said. Yunho is loved by everyone but he’s just too engrossed in giving away his heart to someone that he didn’t notice it.

Wooyoung removed the hair from his eyes and whispered, “Let’s get you home, buddy, so you can rest. You consumed enough alcohol.”

“I’m not fucking drunk, I want to drink more!” He tries to argue, making Seonghwa speak up, “You may not be drunk but you’re tired and have alcohol in your system. That’s not healthy. You know that drinking is not the healthiest way to cope up with heartbreak, Yunho.”

“Let me be!” He shouted as he tried to pry off Wooyoung’s grasp on him as he tried to stand up to get more alcohol.

“No I won’t let you be!” Seonghwa argued back, pushing him down to where he’s seated, the tension coming back again, “You’re broken enough and if you drink more you’ll be nothing but an unrepairable mess and I don’t want that. We don’t want that to happen.”

Sinking the older’s words in, Yunho has no choice but to agree. Seonghwa’s right, damn, he is always right. He decided to silently follow Wooyoung to his car and the drive back home was silent. No one spoke until they arrived at his condominium.

“Take care of yourself, Yunho.” Wooyoung said, “We care for you. We love you, always remember that. I know it’s tiring but we’re always here to help you be whole again.” After saying those words, he decided to drive away and go back to Jongho’s house.

Entering his apartment, he didn’t bother to turn on the lights and decided to do his night routine and lay down in his bed as he looked at the view of the city on his window, thinking about Wooyoung’s words. It helped bring a slight smile on his face as he decided to let himself slip off to dreamland.

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The next day, Yunho decided to visit his favorite coffee shop to grab his usual favorite treats for the morning to start it well instead of moping around because he got his heart broken.

Arriving at the cafe, he was greeted by the Mrs. Kim, the lady who owns and baked the treats in this coffee shop, “Good morning sweetheart! Do you want the usual?” 

“Good morning Mrs. Kim! I think I’ll grab a hot chocolate instead of cold, this time.” He replied with a kind smile as he watched Mrs. Kim fusses over the cashier (who’s her daughter) to punch his orders. Haru smiled at him when she gave him his receipt but leaned forward, gesturing Yunho to do the same.

“You see that girl over there?” She asked, pointing at the girl in the corner, “She entered earlier looking sad and all. You think you can cheer her up?”

Yunho rolled his eyes, “I’m not a clown, Haru. Also, I can’t even bring myself to cheer up when I just went through a break up myself.”

Haru was taken aback by his response then she rolled her eyes, “But you don’t look broken unlike her! You look completely fine.” She pouted and gestured to the girl again, “She looked like she’ll pass out due to sadness.”

Yunho just let out a sigh, “What do I get in return?”

“Two extra cinnamon rolls under my tab.” She said and winked at him. Yunho held his hand out and she took it to seal their deal. “Good luck, Yunho!” She singsongs and Yunho just rolled his eyes.

Approaching her table, Yunho decided to tap the girl on her shoulder and she thankfully looked up but didn’t speak. The curiosity in her eyes though, was enough to voice out her question of “who are you and what are you doing here?”

Scratching the back of his head, Yunho smiled shyly, “Hi, I’m uh, Yunho. I’m alone and have no company. Is there anyone seated there?” He asked, pointing at the empty seat in front of her.

“There used to be someone seated here but they left me.” She said in a quiet voice enough for Yunho to hear but didn’t comment on it then she proceeded to answer him while shaking her head, “No one’s seated there.”

“I hope you don’t mind if I.. sit here?” He asked cautiously, “But it’s okay if you don’t want me too! I’ll just look for an empty space.”

Y/n decided to look around and noticed that the coffee shop is a bit packed. Feeling guilt immediately eating her up just in case she rejects him, she answered, “You can sit here, it’s okay.”

Without saying any more words, Yunho sat down in front of her. They were silent for a while until Yunho spoke up, “You know, me and my friend noticed that you’re actually not well.”

“Your friend?” She asked, thinking if this guy was playing with her, that he’s with someone else even if he told her no, just like what he did with her. “You’re with someone yet you told me that–”

Her sentence was cut off by a giggle from Yunho, “The cashier is the friend I’m talking about.” He clarified and she can feel the heat of shame spreading through her cheeks.

And after that, silence was there again.

No one really spoke until Yunho’s order arrived. He was munching happily on his cinnamon roll and took a sip of his hot.. coffee? Chocolate? When he looked at her and said, “You know I heard you when you said that there’s someone seated here before. Where are they?”

Y/n looked at him with an unpredictable look and that’s when Yunho realized that it must be a sensitive topic. Immediately waving his hands that are holding the utensils, he added, “It’s okay if you don’t want to talk about it! I’m just a mere stranger, I know.”

The look of panic on his face made y/n smile a bit as he resembled a puppy that got caught doing something wrong. She picked on the loose thread of her sweater when she decided to speak up, “You know, it’s my dream to rant to a stranger because I’m certain that we won’t meet again and I think that time is now, though I’m not sure about the not meeting you again part. I’m y/n, by the way.”

A soft smile flashed through Yunho’s features as he understood what she meant, “You can speak whenever you’re ready.”

She let out a deep sigh and started, “You know the feeling when someone you gave your all just decided to fuck you up emotionally?” She asked and laughed humorlessly, “That’s what he did to me. I won’t be saying his name, I hope you don’t mind.” She added as she wiped her tired-looking eyes.

Yunho nodded silently and gestured to her to continue, “I’ve been living with my boyfriend, well, ex boyfriend for six months now. We’ve been together for a year and a half after I met him at my best friend’s party. We were happy, really. After dating each other for a year, he decided to move in at my apartment unit.”

“The first three months were full of legitimate happiness. There were times where we just laze around, play with each other and sometimes do some random things. I thought it’ll stay that way but I was wrong. Somewhere around April, he started to be distant towards me. I was trying to reach him out but he just kept on pushing me away.” She paused for a while and wiped the tear that fell from her eye.

Taking a deep, shaky breath, she continued, “I thought he was just stressed with college and all but no. Somewhere mid-April, I was waiting for him to come home late at night then he went home drunk. Really really drunk. We had our fair share of parties but that’s the first time I saw him like that and he didn’t tell me that he’s going to a party as well. I mean, I wouldn’t stop him but asking for permission could’ve been nice.”

“We started screaming at each other that time and it was the first ever huge fight we had. He left my apartment that very same day and I don’t know where he went. He went home in the morning and apologized to me then of course I accepted it. Those things just continued until recently, he said something that I really won’t forget which is also the very same reason why I broke up with him.”

“He was drunk that time again when he shamelessly and proudly confessed to me that he’s been seeing my best friend and that she’s the better girlfriend than me. I mean, I’m okay with breaking up with a lying, cheating asshole but my problem is I gave up everything for him. He’s my first love and she’s my only friend who didn’t leave my side. Now I have no idea on how to bring back my life from before.” Tears were now falling down her face nonstop as she tried to wipe it off her face but the waterfall from her eyes showed no sign of stopping. Yunho frantically pulled his handkerchief on his pocket and offered it to her which she gladly accepted.

“We’re stopping here, okay? I don’t want you to faint due to crying.” Yunho said as he fidgeted with his fingers and she sobbed quietly. This girl is the same as him. Broken, left alone, not appreciated. But their difference is that he has everything she doesn’t have and can do anything she can’t. He has friends to help him fix himself and welcome him with open arms when he’s too overwhelmed with sadness and that made him realize of how fucking lucky he is.

Until now here he is, conversing with a very broken girl and thinking of a crazy thing that he never thought he’ll be doing.

Silently grabbing y/n’s trembling hands into his he smiled, “Let me help you.”

She was taken aback by what he said and before she can react, Yunho explained his intentions, “We’re both broken, my girlfriend just broke up with me yesterday but that doesn’t fucking matter. Between the two of us, I can completely keep myself going. I still have friends who can help me when I’m in my most vulnerable state but you.. your only friend betrayed you and I just realized that maybe this is the time someone needs me.”

Too stunned to speak, y/n just clasped Yunho’s hands tighter, “Yunho..”

“Y/n, you don't have to say anything but please reconsider my intention. I want to help you.” 

A set of fresh tears fell down from her eyes as she looked at him. This time, with a smile. The most beautiful smile that Yunho has ever seen because no smile can be compared to a smile of a broken one.

“Thank you, Yunho.” She said in a whisper but enough for the both of them to hear.

He softly patted her hand and answered in return, “Now’s not the time to say that. Thank me when you’re whole and fixed again. Deal?”

A laugh bubbled out of y/n as she agreed, “Deal.”

Six months later…

Laying down on his bed with his eyes closed, Yunho couldn’t help but think through the sudden turn of events in his life. His mind immediately flew through the memory of the day he first met y/n. 

Weeks after their encounter, it was quite hard to reach out to her despite knowing her side of the story. They agreed to meet everyday at the same spot in the same cafe and just talk about their own feelings. Y/n had a hard time letting her emotions out during those times as she really won’t be able to speak without crying and Yunho has to offer his handkerchief all the time since she always seems to forget to bring hers all the time.

Right after that, a month passed by quickly and she started to smile and laugh more. She also met the boys who welcomed her into their circle with open arms but at the same time, she has her guards up just in case things go wrong. The boys never failed to notice it but they chose not to comment on it. She immediately warmed up to San and Wooyoung and they’re labeled as the chaotic trio in their circle. Y/n felt herself getting happier.

In the second month, however, despite having enough friends, she still finds herself going back and forth to the past. There are times where she had her emotional episodes and she’s just thankful that Yunho’s been there for her always. She spent most of her time staying over Yunho’s place than she spent in her own place, telling each other stories that the other doesn’t know and just laughing her sadness away. 

And in the last week of the second month, y/n decided to move over the empty condominium space beside Yunho’s as she reasoned out that she can’t stand the memories made in that apartment so she decided to move out. As Yunho helped her unpack with a fair share of giggles and laughter, that’s when Yunho realized that he’s healed.

In the last month of the year, which marks the fifth month after they met, Y/n seemed to go back to her normal self and Yunho saw her as a very giggly and carefree person. Yes, there were times where she remembers her ex boyfriend but instead of wallowing in sadness like she used to do, she started making fun of that memory that left her very broken before. The first time they spent Christmas together was when Yunho realized, he’s in love.

He’s falling for her and he’s scared.

He’s scared that the same thing will happen to him all over again. That after making her happy, she’ll leave him like how they did with him. Cancelling all his plans the day after that, he decided to voice out his concerns to Yeosang.

“Sang, I’m scared.” The first thing he blurted out with panicked eyes by the time Yeosang opened his apartment door. 

His friend guided him to his couch and patted him in the back, “What happened, Yunho?”

“I..” he let out a deep sigh and he felt tears pooling in his eyes, “I’m falling for y/n, Sangie.”

A breath of relief rushed out of Yeosang’s mouth and he smiled warmly, “What’s so scary about that?”

“I.. I don’t know. Maybe she’s going to leave me like all of them did. Maybe I’ll get broken again but this time I won’t be able to pick myself up and–”

“Yunho, it’s not love if it doesn’t hurt.”

Yunho was dumbfounded by his friend’s words; he opened his mouth only to find himself closing it once again, making him look like a fish gasping for air.

Yeosang stared at him intently as he took a hold in Yunho’s hand, “Yunho, listen to me. Y/n, she’s thankful for you. Though I don’t know what really happened to her the day you met but I can tell that you helped her.”

“I assure you, y/n’s not the type to leave the only person she’s relying on. She’s too grateful to do that, used to be too broken to think of that. She’s not the type to put herself in the same situation that I’m assuming other people used to put her in. And I get it, you’re scared but Yunho, the happiness she gave you is not describable by words. It’s not just me who noticed it but the other boys as well. She’s different, one of a kind.”

“Give it a try and maybe she’s the right person for you.” Yeosang said as he put finality in his words, drowning Yunho in realization.

“Yeosang..”

“I know, you’re welcome. Now go home and fix yourself. I know you had fun staying up with her yesterday.” His friend pushed him out of his apartment door and before he completely left the place Yeosang called him out once again, “If things go wrong, we’ll always be here for you.”

And that made Yunho’s heart swell in happiness.

Except, when he saw her again, Yunho just chickened out and decided to avoid her like a plague and y/n is not dumb enough to not notice it. 

January is their sixth month together and it’s also been a few weeks now since Yunho started avoiding her. It made her sad to the point that she ranted to Wooyoung and San on their separate group chat on how Yunho’s not talking to her and how it frustrates her.

Y/n, unlike Yunho, is aware of the feelings that bubbled up in her heart. The way she felt the butterflies on her stomach two months ago when she heard Yunho sing for the first time and she blatantly told herself that yep, she’s in love with her golden retriever-looking friend. She immediately told San and Wooyoung about it as the two boys called her suddenly and started squealing like high school girls in the duration of their call.

She thought that everything was going fine and she kept her secret well not until Yunho started avoiding her after they all spent the New Year’s Eve together. She started to get worried, thinking if she did something wrong.

Deciding that instead of wallowing in her own overthinking tendencies, y/n went to Yunho’s apartment and didn’t bother knocking as she punched his too familiar code at the door. It’s in the middle of the afternoon and she figured that maybe he’s still at his bedroom after experiencing one of a hell week because college already started again.

Opening his bedroom door silently, y/n saw Yunho laying down on his bed with his head turned to the side of the window. Eyes obviously blank and void of emotions. She silently made her way to his bed and jumped on it and shouted, “Yunho!”

“Jesus, you scared me!” Yunho exclaimed as his arms wrapped around y/n’s torso with his eyes wide, “What are you doing here?”

She laid on her stomach and giggled as she removed the hair covering her eyes, “I came to visit you.” She replied with a pout and she spoke once again, “You’ve been ignoring me since the year started, I miss you.”

Yunho stared at her incredulously and he tucked her hair behind her ears, noticing the blush spreading through her cheeks, “I’m sorry, I just have a lot of things in mind.”

She let out a huff making Yunho raise and eyebrow at her and she smiled, “I’ll listen to you this time.”

“Y/n–”

“Come on, Yunho. You helped me a lot so now it’s my time to repay you. Maybe talking can help you get your mind out of the gutter.”

Yunho just laid there silently once again thinking through things that can possibly happen. If he tells her, their friendship might either end immediately or she reciprocates his feelings for her. But then, he can hear Yeosang speaking in his mind.

Give it a try.

He watches as she fidgets with his fingers that are laying in his stomach. He stared at her eyes and it reflected the night sky filled with stars even if it’s the middle of the day. He let out a sigh making y/n look at him and giggle, “That’s a deep–”

“I like you.”

Y/n was dumbfounded for a while as she stared at Yunho with her mouth open making the latter laugh and guide his hand under her chin to close it. She stared at him still and it’s been a minute that passed by when he confessed and Yunho couldn’t help but feel nervous so he added, “I-I understand if you don’t like me back it’s just that–”

“Idiot.” She suddenly blurted out, as she sat down beside him from her lying position, cutting his words. Yunho looked at her confused, “Huh?”

“You’ve been avoiding me because you like me? What are you trying to do? Damage control?”

“Well, yes–”

“That’s dumb, Yunho.” She said as a matter of factly and Yunho’s eyebrows were knitted, “Look if you’re just going to roast me–”

“I like you too, you fucking dumbo. Are you going to kick me out?” Her words sounded confident which made Yunho stare at her in wonder. They were silent for a while and it’s enough time for Yunho to help his mind process her words.

Giggling as he did so, y/n looked at him confused, “Why are you giggling?”

“Come here.” He said as he pulled her beside him, y/n’a face tucked in his neck, “I really like you.” He said once again then chose to proceed, “I was scared that you’ll leave me like they did if I told you.”

She hummed, “I really really really like you too. I know when we first met that I was broken but that didn’t make me afraid to love. I won’t leave you like they did.”

Yunho smiled through her hair and dropped a kiss on the crown of her head, “Let me take you out on a date?”

“We still have some time today. We can go to Mrs. Kim’s coffee shop. We can visit an arcade then eat dinner out? Maybe do a little bit of shopping?” She suggested as she looked up and their gazes met. He smiled softly at her and hummed, “Sounds like a plan.”

“For now cuddle me here in your bed.” She said in a cute demanding voice causing a laugh to bubble out of Yunho’s mouth.

“Whatever my princess wants then she gets.”

She let out a squeal and squeezed herself tighter into him as if they weren’t too close enough yet. She thought about the first time she met the light of her life and remembered a very important thing they agreed on.

“Yunho?”

“Yes, baby?”

“Thank you.” He looked down at her and booped their noses together as they cuddled in the warmth of Yunho’s bed. Yunho, smiling like an idiotic fool, immediately knows the true meaning behind her gratitude because he feels the same, he’s thankful he met her that day.

Maybe Yeosang is right as well, she may really be the right person for him, and for the first time in years, this is the only relationship Yunho had that made him feel so happy and content.

thank you for reading!

[neo-culture-mafia]

My Peace (w.ykh)

the cutest boy ever

— Warnings: Bruises

— Genres: Fluffy, warm and overall adorable uwu.

— Words: 1.6k

— Summary: “He used to think he didn't deserve to be loved, and that the life he had was too dangerous for him to ever let anyone in. But you worked your way through his heart and proved him wrong, right when he thought he could never enjoy being wrong before.”

— Requested by @min-inu “I'm new to this blog (I love it) and I'm a huge fluff enthusiast 🥺 Can I request something with Lucas (+ female reader? I don't know if I have to specify) where he comes home from work late at night and he's stressed because a deal went wrong (or something else) but as soon as he sees the reader who is barely awake and waiting for him he feels calmer and she does things to cheer him up (lots of cuddles and kisses, maybe a cute date too). Also can I request more than once if it's not a problem?”

— A/N: I absolutely loved your request 🥺 I was craving for some Yukhei's content and didn’t even know it lol And please, feel free to send in more requests, okay? I hope you enjoy this!!

To say he was pissed was an understatement. When Lucas came back to the base and Kun put his eyes on him, he already knew Yukhei was about to explode. After he got in Neo Culture, Yukhei learned how to control his anger issue, but he still had problems with coping with failure.

“Can I give my reports to you tomorrow?” Yukhei asked, staring right at the floor, too afraid that he would explode at himself if he looked at his leader's disappointed expression. If only he knew Kun was way more worried than disappointed.

“You don't have to do this, you know?” Kun turned his chair so he would be staring at the window instead of Yukhei's face. “Avoid looking at me. Feeling shame at yourself. We'll manage to close that deal.”

“They attacked us. I don't think there's a deal to be considered anymore.” Yukhei murmured, closing his eyes and trying the hardest that he could to not start punching and kicking stuff around him. Neo Culture was the family he had never had. The feeling that he somehow had failed the only people who welcomed him do their own home was barely unbearable.

“We're all alive, aren't we?” Kun questioned, slightly turning his face to the side so he could look at the younger one behind him. Yukhei was still afraid to look at his leader, but as he managed to shily give him some attention, he was met with a warm smile coming from the older one. “Then, we'll figure out something. As long as we're together, we can achieve whatever we put our focus to.” He turned his chair back to its initial position, forcing Yukhei to stare at the floor again as he checked his wristwatch.“It's late. Don't worry about your reports, we can do this tomorrow. Go be with Y/N. She is in your dormitory.”

For the first time since he had entered the room, Yukhei face seemed to be no longer twisted by anger anymore, thanks to the mention of your name.

“She's here? I thought she was at home.” He looked right at Kun's eyes, making the leader's smile go even bigger from before. Young love was really adorable. “Yeah, she said something about not wanting to leave you alone after a tiring mission,” Kun added, grabbing a few papers and starting to go over them. He only looked at Yukhei again when he realized the young man was still sitting on his office’s chair. “... why are you not running there yet? Go! You're dismissed!” he exclaimed, pointing at the door and proceeding to laugh at the sight of Lucas running out of his office.

If before Lucas' heart was beating fast from anger, now his heart was beating fast at the thought of seeing you. Besides Neo Culture, the only person who allowed him to be himself with no judgments at sight was you. You had nothing to do with his lifestyle. You weren’t part of the mafia, and God forbids if you ever demonstrated any interest in the business. Yukhei's mind wouldn’t even know how to proceed with the constant feeling that he could lose you at any second.

The only thing that kept him from exploding when he was in the field was the thought of being in your arms again. He needed to come back and see that beautiful smile of yours one more time. And that’s the first thing his eyes started to look for after he had opened the door.

You were close to his desk, apparently taking some food out of plastic bags, and even if he was indeed almost dying from starving, his first impulse was to run and hug you from behind. Your perfume turning to be the only thing he could smell, blocking all of his senses from anything else that wasn't related to you. He could tell you were tired since your whole body almost jumped when he suddenly hugged you.

“You’re back!” You exclaimed with a smile on your face as you felt your boyfriend's face resting on your shoulder. He had his eyes closed and some bruises on his cheek, but he looked pretty much alive to you, and that was all that mattered. “Uh oh. We should take care of those. Sit on the bed, I prepared everything. Including food, but since I didn’t know if you preferred Mexican, Korean, or Japanese, I ordered them all.” You started to blab, hoping to get a smile from your playful boyfriend, but as he just stayed still, you began to worry. “Baby? What is it? Is everyone okay?” You asked, turning around to face him properly, being careful when touching his body.

As he opened his eyes to look at you, any words he could possibly say just disappeared at the sight of you. Your messy hair confirmed his suspicions that you had probably dozed off at some point of the night. Your swollen eyes tipped off that at some point you thought he wasn't coming back and then proceeded to cry. Your worried gaze confirmed how relieved you were for seeing him only with a few bruises. Your lips saying that you loved him made his smile finally appear as he realized how much he loved you. And he hated the thought that Neo Culture wasn't the only one who he failed tonight. He failed the person he loved the most in the entire world when he didn't show you how grateful he was for still being alive. For being by your side. His favorite and most loved place to be.

You were his personal place of peace. And you needed to know it.

“I love you. Oh God, I love you so much. I never thought I would love someone as much as I love you.” He pushed you a little so he could start pecking all over your face, making both of you giggle at his action. “You kind of scared me for a second.” You pushed him a little and smiled at how bright his face now looked. “There is nothing to worry about. Not when I’m with you.” He replied to you with the words he was actually saying to himself.

The world outside could wait. All the violence, gunshots, and uncertainty could wait. Now, he was with his personal gift from heaven. The one capable of bringing the best out of him. His one and only. His Everything.

“Look, I do appreciate all the kisses and stuff but I won't stop bothering you until you let me take care of your bruises.” You pecked his lips and then started to walk backward, holding both of your boyfriend's big hands, seeing the biggest smile appear to his face. “Okay doc, treat me.”

In a matter of seconds, you were sitting on your bed, having Lucas’ head laying on your lap as you cleaned his cheek bruises with a cotton pad. He had his eyes closed so he could just enjoy your touch, and as much as you loved seeing him relax, which rarely happened, you wanted to fill him in on what you did during the days he spent on mission. Especially when you knew he didn’t like to talk about the missions when he was tired.

"So, I met Mark's girlfriend." You started, causing Yukhei to look at you with a puzzled expression on his face. "Mark's girlfriend? What was she doing here?" "She came here to get a few papers. Something about her and Mark going on a vacation." You shrugged, gently closing Yukhei's eyes with your fingertips so you could clean the bruises on his eyelid. "We went out for a meal together. She reminds me so much of Mark, it's almost like they're the same person. No wonder she's dating him for four years, they really complement each other well." 

"They really do. I'm still waiting for the wedding invitation of those two." Yukhei commented, making you laugh at the situation your newest friend had told you. "Oh, you're gonna have to wait a little more then. Mark almost freaked out some days ago thinking that she wanted him to propose when she actually wanted to adopt a dog together!" Yukhei couldn't help but laugh at how Mark that sounded like. "That sounds like something Mark would do, for sure." 

"I know, right? He almost freaked her out too, she thought he wanted to break up or something." You added, putting two stitches on your boyfriend's worst bruises and letting your hand go and play with his messy silver hair. "I'm done. Now, we should get some food in that belly of yours." 

"What? No, right when it's starting to get good!" he whined, pouting like the big baby you knew he was. "You can take a shower first if you like, but if I know you enough, you're starving,” You pointed at the small desk full of delicious smelling food. "and that’s why I got your favorites. The burrito is smelling especially nice tonight." "You're unbelievably perfect, and that was the lowest punch ever, but I still love you anyway.” He stated, giving you a quick peck before getting up from the bed and running towards the desk. 

                                                            ...

"So, now that I'm no longer starving and smelling nice thanks to that cologne you gave, what do you say about..." Yukhei stopped himself from talking and drying his hair with a towel when he noticed your sleeping figure evolved in a warm blanket. 

I knew you were tired. Yukhei smiled at the view, silently giggling at his own thoughts. There weren't enough words to describe how much he appreciated all the effort you did to make him feel comfortable after missions. He knew you abdicated a lot from your life for the two of you to be together, things you thought you couldn't live without, like your freedom to walk around with no bodyguards. And even though he tried to push you away to stop you from getting too close to him, you two just couldn't be apart. You consciously chose to be with him, and he loved you so damn much for that.

As he laid down next to you, slightly pulling you closer, and placing a soft kiss on your forehead, he voiced out the words with the most affection he had ever put into words before: 

"You are my peace, baby. I will always come back to you, no matter what happens.”

[antigoneidk]

Everything I wanted to say:a letter to you|t.h.

a/n: I had this idea in my head for days but I was only able to write it now hehe. I hope you like it and I am sorry for any mistakes💞*gif is not mine*

warnings:fluff, fluff, a lit bit of angst(only if you are like me)

My love, my light, my life.

I have no words to describe how much in love i am with you. How fast my heart beats when i feel you're around. How my butterflies dance inside my stomach whenever you touch me. How I melt right in your hands everytime you squeeze my body, keep me safe in your arms. How the world stops spinning when you kiss me with those lips, that fit mine so perfectly.

I was convinced that true love didn't exist. That my parents kept lying to me through fairytales with princess waiting the prince with the white horse to take them away, show them love and affection. And both of them will fall for each other.

But as I was growing up and looked around me, everything proved them wrong. People are cruel, full of hate, shameless, unaware of how bad they can damage others. I just locked myself in four walls tired of it. Tired of not having someone to talk to. A real friend. An honest person, pure, innocent, loving, caring, kind, generous. The opposite of the majority.

And then you came into my life.

I am not gonna be able to forget the first time that I saw your face. You were smiling bright, the whole street lighting up. Your eyes were a little smaller. Your nose and cheeks had turned to a light red, as you were speaking to some people, fans. I wish I was closer that moment to picture in my head every detail, to paint your face and put it next to me each time you are gone. And you wore that blue sweater, my favourite one which I'm wearing right now, and that pair of black jeans, always looking good at you. Your hair were curly and every ten seconds your fingers were running through.

I heard your laugh from across the street, a sound that was playing in my mind for days. I had stopped there by accident before I searched around me curious from where the sound came from. That was all it took for me to just stand there and watch you, hug and smile to others, joking around, laughing, giving autographs. I wondered how you would smell every time you crossed your arms around somebody. I liked that you were happy, open handed, polite to them. I knew that you were different that day and even though you might not believe it,is the truth.

And then you glanced at me, taking my breath away. It was like the time had stopped, the world paused and the only ones with the power to move and talk were just the two of us. I felt your brown eyes looking at my soul, my life, my choices, my mistakes. I got embarrassed and scared. Scared that the fairytales were based on real life, that I might have found my prince. I know it sounds stupid, and now that I'm thinking of it, yes it is. But for a second I had that fantasy. My brain and heart stopped working, all my senses gave up. It was only you.

Tom then you smiled at me. ME. My walls that I was building for years fell down with that smile making me feel weak, not being able to process this. I've never had someone to look at me the way you did that day, I thought I was dreaming. Maybe it wasn't something special for you, you had people's eyes on you 24/7 but for me, you were the first. That's why I stood still in my place. I tried to enjoy every second.

I smiled back at you shyly and pulled my hair back, such a girly move. You looked down still with your smile at your face, then back at me and I swear I was ready to explode from all my emotions. I wanted to cry from happiness that finally something changed in my life but also from sadness because I knew that was for only a few seconds. Reality hit my face hard when a couple of men started shouting your name and dragging you to a different direction away for me. And that's when I said to myself that "it was too good to be true" and walked with tears in my eyes. If anyone else was at my place maybe they wouldn't care about it but I did.  I lived on the sidelines for so long and I had a chance,  I thought I had a chance but I guessed that i didn't deserved it.

And the time when I felt your hand on my shoulder and I saw you standing in front of me I pushed aside all of my negative thoughts and questioned if I was daydreaming and turning crazy. I felt my skin under my clothes burning from your touch, my heart losing control and my brain not working, only my eyes watching and my nose smelling your fragrance. I wanted to hug you just so I can smell it for the rest of my life. Then you talked to me asking if I was okay, your eyes following a teardrop making it's way down to my cheek and I felt so stupid that a boy, a stranger was seeing me like these. Do you remember that?

"Yes" he whispered to himself and turned the page to the other side wanting to read more.

Fast forward to our first date. I was so anxious all day, spending majority of my time in front of a mirror changing outfits, makeup, hair styles not satisfying with anything. I was turning to that teenage girl I always made fun of. I was making circles around the house practicing how I would act around you, how would I speak and what I would say.

You were the sweetest man I could ask for, such a gentleman. I couldn't get my eyes off of you, so confident and handsome, talking about the most silliest things and making me laugh all night with your jokes and random comments for the topic I was talking about. You held my hand and kept listening to me and laughed at my miserably jokes. I was the luckiest woman that night and to the ride back at my house I remember feeling so sad that I had to say goodbye to you even though i wanted to spent more and more time with you. By surprise you didn't stop and continued to drive.

We got to our favorite place now, yours back in the day. I never knew why you did that and although I want so desperately to know I'll never ask. Let that kind of mystery follow. We sat down and kept a deep conversation starting about our past. Well mine. I was battling with my self if I should had open to you or not and I'm glad I did. You listened carefully to what I was saying and held my hand the entire time, squeezing when I was about to cry. You have no idea how much strength you gave me with that touch and how much courage to keep going. I wanted you to know everything that I had been through. It was the only way to know if you would stay and not leave me alone. I was terrified but prepared to fight this feeling of loneliness again.

You kissed me.

I get butterflies only from thinking of it, of our first kiss.  Your lips covered mine and our tongues met for the first time exploring each other. Your hands held my cheeks and pulled me closer to you, giving me the warmth I was lacking for years. My hands shaking touched yours after a long time not wanting to let them go and the sensation drove me insane. My heart was exploding inside my chest, my blood was running through my veins faster that lightning, my brain was hurting from the situation and was wondering if this was actually true. I pulled away and opened my eyes. I found yours shut your lips pressed to one another. I thought that you regretted this, that it was stupid and that I seduced you to do this. Your half smiled then showed up, my heart skipped a beat, and you said that this was better than your imagination.  My inner child raised from deep down myself. I wanted to jump around, laugh and shout, kiss you again, hold you, hug you, feel you.

Days, months passed away and you stood by my side, making me the happiest person alive. I only had to listen to your voice and everything bad disappeared within a second. It's like you have that superpower to fight the dark inside me so easily. I admired you and still do to this day. I love how you push your problems to the side and listen to mine, it sounds selfish right? I'm always here to listen to you baby not matter what and yes there were times you opened up to me. I wondered if I helped you or not.

"My love.."Tom laughed and grabbed the other piece of paper from the table."..you always do" he mumbled.

But I wish you shared your problems more. I am willing to help you or even just listen to you if you just want to get rid of anything. You are a strong man but sharing your feelings is important, you are not bothering me you know.

Can you recall our first time? Damn I would never forget that, from the way you touched every single inch of my skin to the way I felt at the end. Your kisses and hands got me to placed I had never been before, so dreamy. You whispered to me how much you loved me and how i changed you to becoming a better person. I remember every of your words and I can still your voice clearly next to my ear as our bodies move in sync. You were my first.

If you only knew how much you mean to me. How my view for the world changed because of you. How I met incredible people through you. How I learnt to love, respect, share, laugh, fight, adore, live. How you teached me to finally see the colors around me. How life can be  hard, yet awesome. There are nights that we fight, we say things anger makes us too. But by the end of the day I know that I love you so much and that we can get over this. I try to remind my self every night that there are so many reasons to be happy and not sad for a foolish reason. And that's when I turn to you and open my arms for you to hug me and sleep calmly. But you are already waiting for me to do so.

This is my letter to you. I wish I could say those things to you but we both know that i get caught up by my feelings. We would have been talking for hours.

I am not going to be able to stop loving you and that's my weakness. I don't wanna see you cry or heartbroken and you make me melancholic when you are like that. If I could only make you feel the way you make me. I am not the best but I'm trying to I swear and I'll continue to do so every day till the last one.

I love you.

Sincerely yours,

y/n

He wiped away some tears that escaped his eyes and got himself up from where he was sitting to get to you. You had been waiting for him in your bedroom, with roses all around, food and a movie to watch. It wasn't any special day but you felt the need to spoil him with love. In your own way. But as the time went on you fell asleep, with the food at the bedside table and your body hugging his pillow, feeling safe.

Tom smiled at the sight of you sleeping with his pillow in your hands. His heart beat fast as he kept moving closer to you and left a kiss on your forehead.

"I love you too baby" he said and kissed your lips gently. With slowly moves he tried to laid his body next to yours, hugging your waist and pulling you close to his.

It was at this moment that he realised the power you had over him and he was surprised you couldn't notice it.

"I guess I have to write it to you" he laughed at himself and closed his eyes, falling asleep a few moments later with the thought of you at his mind.

[everyhowlmarksthedead]

“KINDA CRAZY”

Obispo “Bishop” Losa x Reader.

Anon #1 asked: Hey girl, I wanted to request and imagine with bishop losa. You Two have a fight and makes you cry and he leaves your home and you think he break up with you. Really angsty.

Anon #2 asked: helloooooo love❤️ I would like to request a writing for bishop. The plot about you think he is cheating you but in fact is something completely different. like so so angsty at first but then so so fluffy

Word count: 1.8k

Thanks to my lovely beta reader @chibsytelford 💘

Author comments: I hope you all enjoy. English isn’t my first language, I’m sorry if I have some mistakes with grammar. Gif credits: @thedevilsmoonshine.

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After almost five days out of Santo Padre because of a meeting with your boss in New York, you're back to southern Cali. You didn't tell Bishop when you were arriving, 'cause you prefer to give him a surprise. So, there you are, walking through the front yard straight to the clubhouse, after greeting Chucky. Your silent footsteps end by the front door. You're nervous, because it's the first time you're out of California, since you two decided to make your relationship something more serious. The MC calls you “Old Lady”, which is pretty fun to you.

But, when you're about to open the door, your hand gets stuck on the knob. Inside the clubhouse, there's a conversation happening that it makes you frown with anger and sadness mainly.

“It's easy, prez. Go and tell her”. Angel's voice of wisdom, note the irony, talks first.

“No, it's not. 'Am sure she's gonna freak out and it's gonna be the death of our relationship”. Bishop sounds upset.

“Well, it isn't something you can hide from her. She's pretty smart”. The scratchy voice of Taza makes an appearance, and by that you know what happened in your absence.

Your eyes are full of tears and your whole body is trembling. You run away from there, without looking back. You don't even know where to go, but pack your things and leave the town sound like something you should do as soon as possible. Your friends told you. Your friends told you that Bishop wasn't someone good for you, that sooner or later he would break your heart. And he did. You don't even know why the hell you're surprised about it, with all the hours he spends in Vicky's place.

Pulling a suitcase on the bed, you take all your stuff putting inside without caring if your clothes could wrinkle or not. You just want to leave. And your heart jumps when you hear the front door getting opened. For a second, you stop everything you're doing thinking that he should explain himself, but you don't wanna hear him, so you continue with your last task in this house.

It takes you some seconds to put the key inside the lock, opening the door of the house that has been your home for the last year. Now, all you wanna do is burn down this place. With the tears running your cheeks, leaving a wet trail on your skin, you walk towards the main room. It smells like him. But you can't feel anything good anymore. There's no affection, happiness or joy. Only pain. Many times you've imagined a possible future together in your head, and how it would feel to have a family, or move into a bigger house.

“(Y/N)? What 'you doin' here?” At first, he sound excited and happy, until he sees that you're packing all your stuff. “The hell you doin', querida?”

“Go fuck yourself, Obispo”. You yell without looking at him, with all the anger that resides inside your chest. Your cry gets louder when he tries to walk next to you, raising both hands straight him to stop his steps. “I trusted you! I gave you the best of me! I never asked about anything! Your loyalty! It was everything I asked for! And you... you betrayed me!”

You're really mad as obvious, pushing him once and again with your hands on his chest. He doesn't move an inch of his body, truly confused because of your words and the reprimands that you are spitting.

“What... the hell?”

“Yes! That's what I said!”

“Who the fuc' told you I cheated on you?” He rubs the bridge of his nose, with a heavy snort.

“I didn't tell anything about cheating on me. So, you did? Right? You couldn't keep your cock inside your fucking pants!” You're about to punch him in the face, when he catches your wrist in the air.

“I didn'! I didn' cheat'! What the fuc' is wrong with you, (Y/N), ah?” Bishop shouts at you full of fury, before you push him away again. “You know what? Fuc' you! Call me when you're not that fuckin' crazy. I have bigger problems to attend than your fuckin' paranoia”.

The door is slammed shut seconds later, leaving you there completely alone. Then, you fall apart supporting your back against the wall until you meet the floor. Your legs curled against your chest, and your arms wrapping them, before you're able to hide your face between both. The tears are soaking the fabric of your jeans and you feel like the shortness of breath in your lungs won't let you breathe.

You don't know how long you've been like this, till you feel some pain in your lower back. Getting up of the floor, you close the suitcase zipper, before rolling it to your car. The other stuff, he can burn it or throw it to the trash, you don't care.

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The sun is falling down when you pass the welcome sign of Santo Padre. Maybe you shouldn't drive in that kind of condition, with all the pain pressing your body and the eyes full of tears. You don't even know where to go, but driving to nowhere doesn't sound that bad. You turn on the radio, looking for a channel without interference, with maybe some good music. But there's an annoying buzz that doesn't stop chasing you. Looking through the rearview mirror, you find Tranq and Taza on their motorbikes and even if you're not about to stop, you finally do it to a side of the road. You stay inside the car, pulling down the window when the oldest walks towards you.

“Come with us”.

“I'm not, Che. I'm leaving Santo Padre, and I'm not gonna come back”.

“(Y/N)...”

“Bishop cheated on me, probably with one of Vicky's girl, and then he broke up with me by saying that I was fuckin' crazy”. You interrupt him, raising your reddened gaze at the man.

“Chucky told us you were at the clubhouse. And... by the things I think you heard, yeah... It's what seems like. But he would never be with another woman that isn't you, believe me”. Yes, you do it. You know he can't lie to you. So you're doubting, with your eyes on the horizon. “It's exactly the opposite. Come with us. Bishop is devastated, I assure you”.

Taza hits softly your car twice, hoping you will do it. And when he's back at his motorbike, starting the engine, you sigh with your head supported against the steering wheel. You punch it with anger, making the horn sound, before turning back the wheels to Santo Padre. Probably, if Bishop had sent other of his men, you wouldn't stop. But even Tranq seemed upset with the idea of you leaving the town.

Behind both men, you cross the alley from Romeros and Brothers to the clubhouse. The Mayans president is sitting on the stairs, with a beer between his hands and his head down to the ground. Four hours have passed since he left the house, and now he looks like a mess. Getting out of the car, you raise your eyes to the men that, now, are at your back pushing you softly to start walking. Your steps are slow and you keep your hands on both pockets of the jacket, with pursed lips. You're actually intrigued of what he has to say.

But there are no words from Bishop, drinking of his beer before getting up from the stairs and walking inside the club. You follow him, keeping silent.

“I didn't”. He says, once the door is closed. And for the first time, you notice the redness in his eyes.

“Then, what is that, that would be ‘the death to our relationship’, uh?” He laughs bitterly 'cause of your words, shaking his head and leaving away the beer, to free his hands. Then, he looks for something inside the pocket of the leather vest.

“I was about to ask you 'marry me. But I thought it was too soon, and the guys said that never is too soon”. He answers, putting the black and small box on the bar. “I thought you could say that... I'm crazy... or you don't want to marry me, or something like that. And I was fucking scared”.

It's like as if your vocal chords have frozen. You don't know what to say, feeling like the most stupid person on earth. Biting your cheek inside, you take the small box, opening it to see the ring. A fine gold ring with a diamond, something simple without being over the top.

“I know what you have... could hear, but it's not. I couldn't”. He sentences, before your cry appears again. You're sobbing, covering your mouth with a hand. Bishop hugs you tight against his body, hiding your head on his neck. “I'm sorre' about what I said. I just... was stressed because of asking you. And you were... there. Packing your things. At first I thought you didn't tell me when you were coming back, just because you wanted to finish us and you didn't know how to tell me”.

“It's my fault, baby”. You say after some seconds in silence, looking at him. “I acted like a crazy chick. I should have asked you, and I didn't. I was excited with the idea of... giving you a surprise and... I heard that, and... and...”

“It's ok, mi amor”. He whispers, leaning towards you to leave a dearly kiss on your lips. “Just tell me you want. And that you're not leaving, 'cause... shit, I don' know how to live without you, baby”.

You nod with energy. You can't leave him. You can't imagine a life without him. The man takes the ring, putting it on your finger and having a look of how good its looks on it. He holds you, making your legs get wrapped on his waist, before he's able to walk to the nearest sofa. You're clinging to him, while your tears begin to be smooth and are less constant. Having a seat there, you put your arms around his neck, lying against his body to enjoy the closeness between both, that you've missed so much.

“I love you, Bish. I love you more than anyone. And I'm so sorry”.

“You don' have to. It was my fault too, let's leave it in a tie, ok?” He chuckles, cupping your cheeks with his hands.

[catb-fics]

Vampire Van fic as requested! Not actually thought out a storyline past this chapter yet so if anyone’s got any thoughts/suggestions let me know... Special thanks to @fuellingmyfix for the vanpire pics 😘 

Happy Halloween everyone!  🧛‍♂️ 🎃 👻 💀

Love Bites (Van McCann) Part 1

Warnings: none for this part... / Word Count: 2.5k

You appraise your reflection in the full-length mirror, turning this way and that. You're wearing a figure-hugging black dress in the softest satin material with a plunging neckline. It trails on the floor and has a deep slit right up to mid-thigh.

"I don't know, do you think it looks too slutty?"

Your best friend Emma shakes her head emphatically. "Y/N... Halloween is the only night of the year that you can actually get away with dressing slutty and no one cares!"

"So it does look slutty?" You say, adjusting your cleavage, wondering whether the push-up bra you've put on was a step too far.

Emma giggles, linking her arm through yours and steering you in the direction of the door. "Honey... if you've got it, flaunt it! That's what I say!"

The Halloween party you're both attending is in the more affluent area of town and you take in the huge, sprawling, four-storey house as you walk down the driveway.

"Who is this guy again?" You ask your friend, feeling a little wary.

Emma waves a hand dismissively. "Oh, he's just a friend of a friend. I don't actually know him personally. Apparently he's just moved here a few months ago. And his parties have a reputation for being amazing."

The house looks every part the perfect setting for a Halloween soirée, it's dark and shadowy, and there's a distinct sense of foreboding that lingers as you reach the front door. Emma grabs the ornate door knocker and you listen as the sound echoes as it strikes the heavy wooden door. Long minutes seem to pass and you're just about to suggest that you walk away when the door starts to open with a creepy creaking noise. To your surprise there's no one standing there and you peer inside into the deep shadows.

"Hello?" You utter uncertainly.

Silence.

"Maybe we should go..." you start, but Emma takes your hand and pulls you inside.

"Come on Y/N," she urges.

"But it doesn't even seem like there's a party here. It's so quiet. Maybe it's the wrong house."

"No, it's definitely the right place," Emma says and you both step forward.

Without warning the door slams shut behind you both, and the noise is so loud you practically jump out of your skin.

"Fuck!" You cry out, your heart racing, both turning around in shock.

"It was probably just the wind," Emma says, but her voice doesn't sound so sure.

You're feeling decidedly uneasy now. The house is even creepier inside than it looks from the outside, it's bathed in shadows and it's eerily quiet. There's a huge grand staircase running up from the ground floor and an elaborate chandelier hanging from the ceiling which gives off a muted glow. The only sound is the loud ticking noise coming from the tall grandfather clock standing against the far wall.

"This place is giving me the creeps. I think we should just go," you say. It's not cold, but you can feel goosebumps breaking out all over your body.

"Ladies!" A deep voice sounds from behind you and you both whirl around.

"Christ! Where did you come from?" Emma exclaims, addressing the tall figure who seems to have literally materialised from nowhere.

"Did I frighten you?"

You go to speak but the words catch in your throat as you take in the man standing in front of you. He's tall and slim with hair that falls long around his ears and curls at the collar of the black shirt he's wearing. His skin's as pale as porcelain and his lips are full and pink. His eyes are ice cold blue but somehow there's fire in them too. They're mesmerising and you can feel yourself being drawn in.

"You about gave me a fucking heart attack!" Emma blurts out loudly and this breaks the apparent trance you've been in. You glance down, embarrassed that you've been so obviously staring.

"I do apologise," the man addresses Emma, but his eyes are firmly fixed on you. You can feel a slight flush rising to your cheeks. He's bloody gorgeous.

"I'm Van," he says and he reaches out a hand.

Emma introduces herself and you watch as he takes her hand and plants a kiss on the back of it. Despite him greeting your friend he doesn't take his eyes off you and you feel self-conscious under his alluring gaze.

"Hi... I'm Y/N," you say, and Van reaches for your hand, bringing it to his lips and kissing it.

His lips are cool but you feel like a spark of electricity emanates from them as they connect with your skin. You can't help the sharp intake of breath you make and you know Van's heard it by the way his lips pull into a small smile.

"Welcome to my home, come on... the party's this way," he says, and you feel a sense of relief as he turns away and you're released from his gaze.

You glance at Emma whose eyes are wide and she's wearing the biggest smile. She nudges you excitedly and you can't help but grin back at her. You both follow Van down a long, dark hallway and your ears begin to pick up the sounds of music as you near your destination. There's a huge wooden door at the end of the corridor and Van stops there before flinging it open and beckoning you both inside.

The room is huge and it's filled with party-goers standing and sitting around, chatting and drinking. You feel a little bit of the tension start to leave your body as you take in the scene, it looks like any other regular party you might attend... apart from the luxurious setting of course.

Van offers to get you both a drink and you gratefully accept, then he turns to walk away and you watch him go. He moves so gracefully it's almost like he's floating on air.

"Oh my god look at this place!" Emma's practically squealing beside you. "Van must be loaded!"

"Yeah," you breathe as you look around in wonder. The room is tastefully furnished and everything looks antique.

"And he's so into you!" Emma nudges you again.

You feel a little fizz of excitement in the pit of your belly at her comment, but you hardly dare to believe it.

"I doubt it," you say, modest as ever, but Emma's not hearing any of it.

"Y/N! He couldn't take his eyes off you! I swear it looked like he wanted to rip that dress off you and fuck you right there in the hallway!"

"Oh my god Emma!" You cry, your cheeks going crimson at the thought. "Shhh... he's coming back over!"

Van passes you and Emma a tall glass of something sparkling, and his fingertips lightly brush yours. Now he's back you can feel yourself tense again. Your mind scrambles for something charismatic to say but all you can manage is, "Great party! This is a lovely place you've got."

You cringe inwardly, thinking how dull you must sound, but the looks Van's giving you suggest he's thinking anything but. You start to wonder whether maybe Emma is right.

"You know, I think it's the people not the place that make a good party, don't you?" He says, then he adds. "And this party just got infinitely more interesting..."

Oh my god, he's a charmer that's for sure. Emma is looking at you with the same wide-eyed stare she had earlier and to your surprise she suddenly steps forward, glancing around like she's looking for someone.

"Y/N, I've just seen one of my brother's mates, Craig. You know the one, always stoned, got in trouble for selling gear to those school-kids last year. I'm just gonna go and say hi. You stay and chat to Van for a bit..."

"Emma..." you call after her but it's too late. She's already backing away, a gleeful kind of look on her face at the prospect of leaving you alone with Van, and his amused expression suggests that it’s clear that he knows exactly what's going on.

"So... looks like it's just me and you then Y/N," he says, leaning into you slightly.

You're suddenly gripped with awkwardness. "Oh, don't feel like you've got to stay with me, I'm okay. You're the host of the party and all... I'll be fine on my own..."

You smile at Van, raising your glass in a kind of friendly gesture, expecting him to politely back off, but he just stands there looking at you.

"Are you trying to get rid of me?"

"Oh... I didn't mean that... I just... I don't know..." You stumble over your words, trailing off, embarrassed that he's having such an effect on you.

He laughs, a low throaty chuckle. "I'm only teasing. Come on, come and sit with me." 

He steps away, beckoning you to follow him and you do. He leads you over to the far corner of the room, and sits down on a chaise-longue covered in deep red velvet, patting the space next to him. You take a seat, and your dress falls open as you do, revealing your legs right up to the tops of your thighs.

"Oops!" You giggle, immediately shooting out a hand to cover yourself.

Van's eyes rake down your body and he takes his time, not even trying to be discreet about it. It occurs to you that you'd be offended if any other guy so brazenly checked you out, but you actually want Van to desire you. You take a deep breath, letting go of the material, letting the satin slide off your legs, exposing them again. Van shifts in his seat, pressing his thigh right up to yours.

"Mmm... that's a pretty dress." His voice is smooth. "But you do realise that this is a costume party don't you?"

"Yeah, I don't wear this kinda thing all the time you know! I'm supposed to be a vampire... Dracula's bride or something."

Van's smile widens. "Oh? Well I don't see any fangs."

"I couldn't get them to stick, useless things," you giggle. "And anyway, what about you? You're not dressed up."

"Maybe I'm a vampire too..." His grin is cheeky now, and you start to feel yourself relax a little.

"Well... where's your fangs then?"

He pauses, then leans closer. "Close your eyes..." he whispers mysteriously.

You giggle, doing as you're asked, putting your hands over your eyes, waiting.

"You can look now..."

Woah! As you open your eyes you note two perfectly pointed white fangs between his slightly parted lips and you watch as he slowly runs his tongue over them. For some reason the action seems blatantly seductive, and you can feel your whole body flood with heat.

"Oh... errr... they look so realistic!" You stammer, pulse racing as his eyes seem to shimmer with some sort of hypnotic quality which you find you can't look away from.

"Mmm... they're sharp too... come a little closer...”

All of a sudden he's leaning in so close you're forced to lean back, and you feel one of his hands flush against your back and the other around your waist as he brings his body close to yours. His face is so close to your neck you swear you can feel his lips brush against your skin. You gasp at the sensation, completely caught off guard.

Just as suddenly he rights himself, but his hands remain still splayed on your waist, his eyes burning with a look that sends shivers right through you.

"What is that fragrance you're wearing?" He says, his voice a deep whisper. "It's... intoxicating..."

You've literally just met this guy and he's pressing himself against you with the familiarity of a lover. You shift to the side, feeling shook, and he releases you, although he keeps his eyes trained on yours.

"Umm... it's Chanel..." you mumble shyly, looking down at your feet.

You spot the glass of champagne that you'd placed on the floor, stooping to pick it up as a distraction, but in your flustered state you manage to catch the glass with your foot. The glass tips to the side, instantly shattering into what looks a million pieces, the contents flowing out all over the floor.

"Oh god, I'm so sorry!" You exclaim, and you immediately rise up out of your seat and then drop to your knees to clear up the mess.

"Leave it Y/N, it's fine," you hear Van say, but you're so embarrassed about the mess you've created that you keep your head down, attempting to scoop up the broken glass.

"Ow! Shit!" A jagged piece of glass catches your finger, creating a deep gash which instantly fills with blood and you curse out loud.

But that's not the worst thing. As you glance up at Van he's staring at you with eyes as cold as shards of ice, his lips pulled back into what could almost be described as a snarl. You feel genuine fear flash through you for a second, scrambling to your feet and stepping back. Van advances on you, shooting out a hand to grasp the wrist of your injured hand.

"I’m sorry... I'm so sorry," you repeat, trying to pull your arm away but his grip is vice-like.

"You should go!" He snaps, his voice sharp with not a hint of the charm he's been displaying all evening. He releases your wrist suddenly, pushing with force, making you stumble backwards.

You start to panic, desperately glancing around to find Emma. Your altercation with Van has raised some attention and the loud background chatter has started to tail off, and you see her rushing over looking concerned.

"What's up Y/N?"

You don't have chance to answer. Van's voice booms out suddenly. "Get out!" He commands.

The DJ stops the music, and the whole room suddenly falls silent. You're frozen in shock for a moment, until you feel Emma's hand wrap around yours, and she's pulling you towards the door. You drop your head in shame and confusion as you both exit, rushing down the corridor you were lead down earlier, not stopping until you've pushed the front door open and you're out in the cool night air.

"What the fuck was that?" Emma starts exclaiming instantly.

You just shake your head, feeling so unsettled by the whole experience that you can actually feel tears pricking at the corners of your eyes. "I... I don't know... we were getting on so well... and then I went and smashed a glass..."

You lift your cut hand up, and the blood is flowing out the gash now and dripping on to the floor. Some has splashed on to your bare legs.

"What the hell?" Emma cries, rushing forward and grabbing your injured hand for closer inspection. "You did this and he's kicking up a fuss about a broken glass?"

"I know! I don't get it!" You sob. "Maybe it was like antique crystal or something..."

Emma looks incredulous. "Don't make excuses! He completely overreacted. Come on, Y/N... let's get you home so we can look at that cut."

You nod, blinking back the tears, glancing back at the house as you make your way back up the the long, winding driveway. You think you see a shadowy reflection at one of the upper windows but when you blink it's gone.

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[lukneetoonz]

Drunk on love… or alcohol?

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Summary: Kaminari doesn’t really know when to shut up when he’s drunk…

Pairing: Kaminari x Female!reader

Warnings: Drinking, cussing, sexual undertones, slight angst, huge fluff.

Word Count: 1,615

A/N: Hey everyone, I know i've been MIA and I Apologize. If you have been seeing my post, you know I’ve been struggling with mental and physical health. Especially due to the current events, it’s really taken a big toll on the already previous issues I’ve been dealing with. I am working on part 3 for ghost of you and the next part of Little Goddess… thank you for sticking around. Love you guys

NO ARTWORK POSTED IS MY OWN AND IS FOUND ON PINTEREST

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Kaminari Denki was drunk. Well, drunk was even an understatement. The electric hero was completely and utterly blacked out wasted. On what? According to him, it was love, but ask any of his friends and they’d tell you it was beer mixed with random shots he’d taken throughout the night. Denki stumbled as he hung on kirishima and smiled lopsidedly, holding his drink in the air, the liquid sloshing around. “Lemme tell you something… okay? Listen. You listening?” Pouty amber eyes stared at the red head who merely nodded as he texted you, wondering your eta.

“Good- so like I was saying, I think I’m in love. There's this girl okay- shes- god she is so fucking precious. And BRO. Her smile is, everything. Okay? It makes my chest feel empty.” His slurry rambling catches Kirishima's attention as he raised an eyebrow, “What’s this girl's name?” Kaminari lazily smiled, looking like he was daydreaming. “Y/N… kirishima dude. I’m so happy she exists. You don’t even know. Even on the shittiest of days, she is still the light of my life.” A light blush dusted Kaminaris cheeks as he sighed, all while thinking about you.

“I’ve loved her since our first year at UA. Youu know her mom found out because she caught us making out in her room?” He snickered at the thought as his words became more slurred, “I love everything about her. Don’t even get me started about her without any clothes- god that is when she really shines. I get to see her in all her glory, only me. Along with the noises and faces she makes, I swear she’s an actual angel.” The blondes rather vivid words making kirishima shift with a bright blush as he thought about how you would react hearing this.

“Uh… denki, are you sure Y/N would mind you talking about her being- ahem… naked?” Kirishima squeaked out and Kaminari waved him off, “She would never even think I’d speak about her like this.” Suddenly his face got grim as he looked down, “That's why I’m here… because she said she doesn’t believe I love her” the quick shift in mood made kaminaris red head friend worry, “What do you mean?” Denki sniffled as his lip jutted out, all the wrong emotions now flooding in.

“S-She said that she doesn’t believe I’m not loyal… b-because I flirt with jiro. She thinks I’m cheating on her. But I promise I’m not! Before I could show her why I’ve been spending more time with Jiro lately- she stormed out… I lost her man! Because I’m such a coward to even go after her!” Kaminari’s voice broke as he started crying, holding his head in his hands, Kirishima's eyes wide in shock as he comforted his friend. “Well… why have you been with Jiro lately?” The whisper broke the sound of quiet crying, making Kaminari look up.

“She was helping me pick out an engagement ring. B-but now I’ll have to return it! I lost the girl I loved because I was too dumb. Too dumb to notice she was being hurt by my actions. Doesn’t she know she’s running in my mind all day, every day?” Kaminari was desperate as he asked Kirishima a question they both knew he couldn’t answer. Denki was like a man stranded in the desert and you were a fresh source of water that he so desperately needed. There was nothing in this world he needed more than you, he swore on that.

“Denki, girls can be funny sometimes, you just need to tell her everything…” Denki whined like a child, slumping against Kiri. “But I wanted to propose to her all special and stuff! Ya know maybe a flash mob… or fake a mission or something, come back all injured and be like ‘the only way I’ll survive is if you’ll marry me’ just something she will never forget.” The man's whiny voice rang in your ears, as you stood behind the friends stunned.

You knew it was wrong to eavesdrop, but when Kirishima had asked the one question you have been dying to ask yourself, you couldn’t help it as your feet planted to the floor. It was like your heart was in your throat and beating louder with every word your drunk boyfriend said, the worst thing was, he wasn’t going to remember it tomorrow. Or maybe that was good? If he thinks you don’t know, then maybe when he ‘surprises’ you, you’ll be dressed for the occasion.

Being so lost in your thoughts, you didn’t even notice your phone started to ring, Kirishima unknowingly called you to ask where you were to take care of Denki. When rocket man by Elton John started playing, Denki automatically knew you were there. For who else would have set their ringtone to such a specific song as their ringtone? The blonde knew only you would find humour in ‘rock’et man, the memory making him smile before he suddenly realized why he was thinking about it and froze. “Y/N”

Kirishima looked extremely confused as you blushed, face almost as red as the red hero himself. “Uh… I came to pick up my boyfriend?” Denki looked at you with big puppy eyes, pushing kirishima away before he stumbled and latched onto your smaller body. “I thouuught I lossst youu” The man sniffled like a child who just got his candy taken away, making even your own lips turn into a pout. “Kaminari Denki… you really are a dumbass. Don’t you know that I love you too much to just- leave?”

Kaminari sniffled as he looked at you and started placing sloppy kisses on your cheeks, a small smile on his face. “Oh thank god” His voice whispered as you hugged him back, looking at your vacant ring finger, smiling to yourself with a chuckle, “I’m sorry for being a dumbass too…” Your voice broke the moment and the blonde man looked confused, tilting his head, “No you’re not, don’t say that! You’re perrfectt!” If he wasn’t so drunk you’d propose yourself, but why take away his moment?

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Waking up, your bed was empty, making you look around only to see the bathroom door open slightly, small groans coming from it. You giggled as you already knew that the day was gonna be filled with spoiling your boyfriend like a baby. “I’m coming with water and pills, just stay there okay goofy?” The blonde's response consisted of a small whimper, followed by the sounds Of shuffling?

Confusion set into you as you walked into the kitchen that was filled with sunflower petals and a big breakfast filled with your favorites on the table, “Uh, Denki I think Bakugou- broke in? And made us breakfast?” You knew your boyfriend couldn’t cook like this, that’s why you made the food. Walking forward you saw pictures of you and Denki throughout your relationship hanging from the ceiling, and like a switch you started crying.

“Wait- you weren’t supposed to cry- well not yet at least” Spinning around, you saw Kaminari Denki at full health, not at all sick, “W-I thought you were in the bathroom?” Denki smiled and shook his head, walking over to you in two long strides, hands automatically cupping your face. “I needed you in the kitchen without an ounce of suspicion…” As your lip jutted out, not being able to respond Denki smiled lovingly, grabbing your hands before getting on his knee.

“Okay- well… uh Y/N…. I know I’m not the easiest person to be with, or the smartest, but you still stuck with me. No matter what you helped me with my goals and dreams, supporting me every step of the way, and- I can’t tell you how much that means to me. You’re my sunflower in a pile of rubble, my hope. There’s no one else I want to spend my life with” Denki had tears in his eyes as he looked at you, chuckling he used one hand to wipe them.

“Fuck- I wasn’t supposed to cry…. b-but Y/N, what I'm trying to say is, our love is electrifying, and I want to make sure I get to keep my flashlight forever, will you marry me?” By the end, the man in front of you had a goofy grin as you giggled at his stupid little puns, dropping to your own knees you nodded, pulling him into a kiss. “Yes… yes! This was all… shocking” Your own grin spread as there were groans of annoyance, coming from your bedroom bathroom.

“Uh?” Denki laughed, whistling and all of a sudden your friends came stumbling in, cameras in hand. Katsuki grumbled with his arms crossed as he looked at denki, “Remember, you owe me… if not for cooking then for at least making me listen to your horrible puns” A small laugh left you as you nuzzled into denkis neck, the smile never once faltering.