#cant be that you’d get too much money

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Mannn, I wish we got a mission with Sean and Lenny ^_^

Like one of the Stagecoach robbery companion activities.

Because I know they have interactions where Lenny is trying to teach Sean how to read and probably more that I can’t remember.

But in Sean’s party when Arthur says to Lenny, “We got your buddy back.”

I was hoping for more interactions with them :D

[dollarbils]

tell me i’m your only fan | b.eilish

billie eilish x fem!reader

context. your most active fan on onlyfans soon piqued your interest as she became something much more.

warnings. phone sex, ofstar!reader, (i probably made up half of the features on onlyfans)

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regardless of the public opinion, you quite liked your job. you’d made the switch to onlyfans just recently, finding it a much more comfortable platform, and most importantly: much more profitable.

most of your ‘fans’ so to say were the regular dynamic of people you’d expect. rich, older men with nothing better to spend all their money on. but curiously, a huge part of your audience was women. in particular one woman. your favourite, you’d call her. she’d been subscribed for about a month now, consistently watching your uploads and streams. often taking the spotlight as well, sending gifts and paying large amounts of money for personalised content. but what seriously did it for you, was when she bought your entire wish list five minutes after you’d published it, requesting a special ‘unboxing’ of everything she’d bought you.

naturally, it didn’t take long for you to start talking. it was difficult to remember she was one of your fans, your conversations straying far away from anything you’d ever talked to a fan about. she seemed to care about you, take interest in your personal life. and once you’d gotten wrapped up, it was almost too easy to get attached.

“god just keep speaking, baby.” her voice was almost a whine, as she relished in your soft laughter and emotive expression.

“how are you always turned on?” you remarked somewhat as a joke, knowing it was true though.

“i’m talking to the woman i jerk off to, i think it’s justified.” she never failed to be bold, often taking you by surprise.

“well you’ll find my recent uploads have been the outcome of what some would call a ‘muse’. you’re quite sexy yourself, babe.” she groaned and it went straight to your core, the familiar pulse settling in.

“jesus. it’s like your tryna make be bust a nut in my pants right now.” the masculinity to her words only made them more filthy, urging you to rile her up some more.

“i won’t deny it.” she chuckled, a momentary pause before she sighed.

“i bet you tell that to all of them, huh? your fans, they all think they got lucky, that your reserved for them.” her words stung quite a bit, knowing the truth was far from it.

“hardly, it was pretty stupid of me to give you my number. i’d take it as a sign that you did get lucky.” she almost scoffed at your words.

“i’m going to need to cut back on the glazing if your gonna act like this.” she was serious now, testing the waters before committing.

“oh yeah? tell me what’s so wrong with my behaviour.” a low sound from the back of her throat revealed the success of your words. clearly it was turning her on.

“you’re really testing me, baby. you can’t even imagine what i’d do if i was there with you right now.” you felt a pool in your underwear forming, liking how this was going.

“please, tell me.” her breath hitched, her confidence faltering slightly. but when she spoke again you’d never have questioned her confidence.

“i’d treat you like what you are. a fucking slut.” her filthy words only turned you on more, your skin tingling at the sound of her heavy breaths through the phone speaker.

“oh yeah? and what are you gonna do about it? you’re not here, you cant stop me from doing anything.” she chuckled, a mocking tone following.

“oh please angel, it’s cute you think so. i bet your hand is doing some filthy things as we speak. am i turning you on, baby?” your hand stopped at your lower stomach in an act of a sort of shame, your breaths quickening.

“i’m guessing the silence means i’m right. don’t deny yourself babe, touch yourself for me.” you couldn’t help but follow her demands, seeking your own pleasure along with your submission.

“fuck.” she laughed softly, again, enjoying the vocal effect she was having on you.

“you’re gonna kill me angel.” a smile formed on your lips, as you continued pumping your own fingers into your heat.

“tell me i’m your only fan.” her words were seductive, a plea to recognise her as more than a fan.

“you’re my favourite fan.” your reply seemed to satisfy her as she sunk deeper into her mattress, the sheets ruffling through the phone as she bit back a moan.

“are you close?” she mumbled, evidently riddled with her own sweat release.

“fuck, y-yeah.” you stuttered, the heat of the moment taking over, fogging up your senses.

“i like that title, favourite fan. sure seems well deserved, doesn’t it.”

“more than well deserved.” you huffed, slightly out of breath as you chuckled into the phone.

part 2

[cutieln4]

His Loss | CL16 smau

charles leclerc x reader, carlos sainz x ex!reader

summary: when carlos and you broke up, everyone thought that was the last time you’d be in the paddock. they were wrong.

fc: various pinterest girls

a/n: no hate to carlos!! i just love this concept

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f1wags Trouble in paradise for Carlos and his girlfriend, Y/n, who have been spotted arguing late last night

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username1 NOOOOOOOOO MY PARENTS

username2 i am a child of divorce

username3 ur joking😃

username4 WHAT DID HE DO TO MY WIFE???

username5 nah cause what did he do now

username6 they seem so toxic

username7 ikr as much as i love y/n…i kinda hope they break up

username8 she’s crying brooo😭

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f1wags One week after Y/n and Carlos seemingly broke things off, Carlos is spotted with Y/n’s best friend. Any theories as to what happened?🧐

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username1 oh so he’s a cheating bastard😊

username2 always the best friend smh

username3 wow. i feel awful for y/n

username4 y/n deserves better

username5 i thought carlos was better than that

username6 yikes that is actually wild

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yourusername little visit back home

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username1 we love you y/n!!

francisca.cgomes beautiful as always💞

yourusername that’s all you kika🫶

username2 charles in the likes??🤨🤨

username3 IKR I NOTICED THAT TOO

username4 WHAT IS GOING ON??

username5 you deserve better girl, that boy doesn’t matter anymore

username6 we’ll always support you!

username7 girl give us the tea what happened??

username8 shut up don’t be nosy

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f1wags Carlos brings his girlfriend into the paddock for the first time for the Spanish GP!

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username1 😒😒

username2 BOOOO👎

username3 so it’s official then huh?

username4 must be awkward cause y/n is there for one of the sponsors…

username5 BRING BACK Y/N🙌

username6 nah she deserves better than carlos

username7 carlos better have some much regret

username8 he’s unemployed anyway while y/n is thriving🥱

username9 DAMNNNNN

username10 YOU ATTEEEEE

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charles_leclerc LET’S GOOOOO!!! Incredibly happy to get another win at Barcelona and thank you to the team for working so hard, we’ll push even harder to stay at the top❤️

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username1 there’s something so poetic about carlos’s teammate winning HIS home race while he dnfs

username2 WHO IS THAT???

username3 YOU CANT JUST DROP THAT PIC AND NOT SAY ANYTHING

username4 i have a theory but im not gonna say it

pierregasly Nice job, mate👏

username5 ummmm WHAT😃

username6 first of all, leo is such a cutie, second of all, what the fuck

username7 that should be me😣

username8 BABE WHAT ABOUT THE KIDS?? I THOUGHT YOU LOVED ME!!!

username9 i wish i was this delulu

username10 so you actually can’t just do that

username11 you know who this looks like…🧐

username12 hear me out...nvm i'm not gonna say it

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yourusername i look better in the driver’s seat anyway

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username1 BODY IS TEAA

username2 HOLYYY

francisca.cgomes loveeeeee😍

username3 MARRY ME PLEASE

username4 i just know carlos is gonna come crawling back

username5 so she just used carlos's money to buy a fancy car? good thing they broke up

username6 she actually owns her own company

username7 not the ferrari...

username8 gold digger

username9 DEFINITELY his loss

username10 now that you're finally single, will you go out with me??

username11 felt the aura 50 scrolls away

yourusername added to their story

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username1 WHO IS THAT MAN

username2 flowers...interesting...

username3 you can't just post this picture and then go offline

francisca.cgomes 🤨

username4 too gorgeous to let another man hurt you

carlossainz55 wow

username5what a hoe

username6 already moving on huh?

username7 GIRL WHAT SPILL THE TEA

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yourusername so what else is on the menu?

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username1 GIRLLLLL

username2 oscar💀

username3 he loves the carlos slander

username4 i live for the drama

username5 ME ME ME🙋‍♀️

username6 okay but WHO IS THAT????

username7 wouldn’t it be hilarious if she just dated one of carlos’s friends

username8 PLEASE I NEED THAT

username9 i need a reality tv show just about this whole situation

username10 i can tell he’s hot just by his outfit

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charles_leclerc your loss, my gain

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username1 sorry, WHAAATTTTTT????

username2 OHHHHH???

username3 how is carlos feeling now😂

yourusername my love💞

username4 best possible outcome

username5 ME N WHO???

pierregasly Congrats mate

username6 sleeping on the highway tonight🫡

username7 ik carlos is crying himself to sleep

username8 yikes it’s gonna be awkward for the rest of the year…

username9 so is she just gonna make her way around the whole paddock?

username10 brother euhhhh🥴

username11 i knew it🤷‍♀️

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yourusername i’ve always liked ferraris

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username1 still in shock

username2 i just know he treats her right

username3 god when will it be my turn🙏🙏

oscarpiastri Congratulations!

yourusername thank you son🫶

username4 omg😭

charles_leclerc love you ma chérie❤️

username5 upgraded to a bf with a job🙌

username6 NAH THATS CRAZYY

username7 LMFAO

username8 so who’s next after charles?

username9 stfu

username10 they’re so cute

[yukioos]

hwang in-ho x reader fic inspired by prison for life by olivia rodrigo please i have a vision i cant fulfill

PRISON FOR LIFE

SUMMARY: hwang in-ho x wife reader // in-ho was a gentleman and always got you anything you wanted, spoiling you rotten. he wouldn’t hesitate for even a second to protect you from anyone with bad intentions.

AUTHORS NOTE: hi! i see the vision and i hope i carried it out well! tysm for this ask, it was so cool and fun to make. i hope u like it. this is 0.9k words

WARNINGS: not proofread, cussing, violence n blood, drinking, reader gets hit on by another guy idk, pet name

in-ho was a gentleman, at least to you. although he thought he was an important figure in society because he was the frontman, he never showed pride or thought he was better than you. he could be cocky at times, knowing his worth, but always tried to remain gentle with you and keep him and the frontman two different people.

he wouldn’t tell you much about his work in fear that you’d leave him because of his actions. but of course, he doubted you’d even think of finding someone else when he treated you like a goddess.

oh, you mentioned wanting a cute little plant to put on the windowsill of your bedroom? suddenly there’s a small plant on the kitchen counter with no explanation. you stared at a cute coat in a luxury store? it randomly appeared in your closet when you got home. you said you love candles and flowers because they remind you of home? you’re getting new ones every week now.

sometimes in-ho would spoil you terribly to the point where you became frustrated. you had enough money to buy anything you wanted, you could handle yourself, so why was he buying everything for you? you asked him about it once, only receiving a ‘because i like to,’ a short and sweet answer, but not enough for you.

and when you don’t resent and keep bugging him, he suggests you take a deep breath and calm down. once you did and realized you shouldn’t have been overreacting, you apologized. he would always forgive you and place his hand on the back of your neck, kissing your forehead and mumbling, ‘that’s my good girl,’ never failing to warm your face up.

but it’s not as if he didn’t need reassurance too. of course, he denied craving it, however, you always saw through him. you noticed the way his eyes would shine when you would hold onto his bicep or kiss his cheek as he talked to someone. fuck, he loved it when you showed he was yours in public. you would shower him with compliments and talk so highly of your husband, pretending you don’t know it boosts his ego.

when he had time off and his life wasn’t revolving around the games, he was spending time with you at home. most of the time, your mornings and nights would be slow and sensual. as he was surrounded by the smell of corpses and blood, the sound of gunshots and screams, it was comforting to smell your shampoo and candles, and the sound of food sizzling on the stove and random shows playing on the television.

instead of waking up to loud screams and begging to leave, he would wake up hearing soft snores, your arms holding him tight. in the rare occasions when you would wake up before in-go, you would admire his features before running your hands through his hair, praising him once he started shuffling around, slowly waking up.

he was oh-so-sweet to you, treating you like a queen everywhere you stepped, worshipping the ground you walked on. whenever you talked or called your parents, they would always ask about your ‘sweet husband, in-ho,’ always saying how proud they are that you found a respectful man. however, they weren’t aware of how he acted when someone even looked at you the wrong way.

whether it was lustfully or rudely, he would always step in if someone tried to get physical or verbal. he knew you could handle and stand up for yourself, but he couldn’t help but protect you! you shouldn’t have had to tell someone to stop doing something multiple times, so he had to teach them a lesson.

like when the two of you were at a bar, celebrating his return from the games, he was in the bathroom for a few minutes when you felt unfamiliar hands on your waist. as your body ran cold and he whispered in your ear, trying to move his hands lower, you warned him with a couple of ‘stop’s. as he didn’t listen and you told him to take his hands off, suddenly, the head of the man moved away from your ear and smashed into the bar.

when you turned your head, your husband was biting the inside of his cheek, sharp eyes glaring at the man. once the unknown man tried to swing back, in-ho grabbed a glass and rammed it into the side of the blonde’s jaw, cutting up his cheek. as blood ran down his neck, he kept screaming, ‘what the fuck, man? you’re fucking crazy—‘ but in-ho ignored him, gently grabbing your arm and pulling you into a cab. he would ask if you were okay, checking up on you multiple times throughout the rest of your night.

in-ho protecting you was the hottest thing you’d ever seen him do.

the way he didn’t break a sweat and didn’t hesitate to hurt the man, made your cheeks warm. he was aware he could’ve gotten in trouble and could’ve gotten sent to prison for his actions, but he believed if that happened, it would be worth it. after that night, he began to show pda in front of many people, whether it was a simple arm around your waist or a passionate kiss. he wanted everyone to know you were his, and he was yours.

[lechrts]

Tramp Stamp. ✷ Lando Norris

Pairing: Lando Norris x Intern!reader

Summary: When he catches sight of something that he wasn’t supposed to see. Something “so out of character” of you.

Word Count: 1.2k

Disclaimer/s: banter blah blah blah black cat x golden retriever tbh, Idk, flirty lando, Mean!reader because that’s all i know

Vera's Voice! a recycled prompt i had been wanting to use for an original story but i have no time since i cant be free of the shackles i call school and work so i just made it a lando imagine. YUHHHH. + sorry for my hiatus. Wassup. i hope u enjoy ^_^

The McLaren paddock was always buzzing with energy on a race weekend, but you barely noticed anymore. You were too focused on your job—an internship that demanded perfection, efficiency, and an unwavering dedication to details.

Unfortunately, no one seemed to have passed that memo to Lando Norris.

"You’re stalking me," You muttered, flipping through your clipboard as you strode through the garage, dodging mechanics and engineers.

"Following," Lando corrected, strolling beside you with way too much ease. "Completely different."

You stopped abruptly. He stopped too. You shot him a flat look. "You don’t even need to be here right now."

Lando smirked. “Aw come on, not enjoying our quality time?”

"Waste of time, actually." You scoffed, adjusting the clipboard in your arms. Lando gasped, pressing a hand to his chest like you’d just gravely offended him. "Wow. Harsh. I thought we were bonding."

You exhaled sharply, turning back to continue walking, attempting to wave him off. "Leave me alone, I’ve got work to do."

"And I have free time," He pointed out, easily keeping pace with you. "Which means I can spend it however I want."

"You want to spend it being an ass?"

"Of course." His grin was all mischief. "It’s my favorite pastime."

You rolled your eyes, but you didn’t slow down, weaving through the garage with practiced efficiency.

Lando, despite having no real reason to be there, stuck to your side like an overgrown puppy, dodging cables and stepping around mechanics with the kind of casual ease that made your irritation flare.

He lived to get under your skin.

"Hmm," He mused, leaning in just slightly, "You should try smiling more. I think it’d be good for you."

You didn’t even glance up. "You should try shutting up more. I think it’d be good for everyone."

Lando let out a bark of laughter. "So mean."

“Well, I’m certainly not trying to be nice.” You glance up, sending him a fake and sarcastic smile before your face deadpanned with cold eyes.

Lando clutched his chest dramatically. “You truly wound me.”

“God, save me.” You muttered, flipping a page on your clipboard.

Lando, of course, was unfazed and continued pressing. “To be honest, I think you secretly like this,” He mused.

You gave him a look. “Like what exactly?” Furrowing your eyebrows, not following where he was going with this.

“This.” He gestured vaguely between the two of you. “Our little game.”

You stopped so abruptly that he almost walked into you. “What game? You mean me trying to do my job while you act like an overgrown toddler with too much money and free time?”

Lando grinned, rocking back on his heels. “So do you like it or no?”

You let out an exasperated sigh, turning sharply on your heel, and in your haste, your pen slipped from your grip.

It clattered to the floor and rolled just slightly out of reach.

Without thinking, you bent down to grab it.

But. There was a shift in the air. A second of silence too long.

Then—

“Oh.”

The single syllable carried so much smug amusement that your stomach dropped before you even straightened.

You turned slowly, and Lando was standing there, arms crossed, lips curled into a knowing smirk.

His eyes flickered downward—just briefly—before meeting yours again.

"Oh, correct me if I’m wrong," He drawled, "But was that a lower back tattoo?"

Your entire body stiffened.

You knew right then and there that your McLaren issued shirt had betrayed you. Probably riding up just enough for him to catch a glimpse of the delicate little ribbon bow and butterfly inked on your lower back you had gotten back in high school.

Your fingers curled tightly around the pen, knuckles white as if you wanted to shove it into his throat. You fought to keep your face neutral, but the heat creeping up your neck was traitorous.

Lando’s smirk deepened.

You knew you should just ignore him. Keep walking. Act like you didn’t hear. But his tone—so goddamn amused and intrigued—was already sinking its hooks into you.

You straightened fully, lifted your chin, and shot back smoothly, “Maybe don’t stare at my ass?”

Lando’s grin was instant. “Not my fault it was right there.”

"You could’ve looked away."

"But then I would’ve missed the best part of my day," He quipped, eyes glinting with unfiltered delight. "Because never in a million years would I have guessed you had a tramp stamp."

You exhaled sharply, flipping back to your clipboard with forced nonchalance. "You saw nothing."

"I feel like there's a story behind it." He leaned in slightly, eyes practically gleaming. "And now I have to know."

"You have to shut up."

"Make me."

You inhaled slowly, forcing yourself to stay composed. You refused to let him win.

Lando’s smirk widened like he could feel you getting flustered.

"Was it a dare?" He mused.

You ignored him, flipping a page.

"Drunken impulse?"

Silence.

"Rebellious phase?"

You turned sharply. "Lando."

"Hm?"

You briefly smiled, pinching the bridge of your nose. "Shut up."

"Can’t. I’m way too entertained at the moment."

"Oh, of course you would find this entertaining."

Lando grinned. "Come on, just tell me! I’ll drop it after."

"You never drop anything."

He sighed dramatically. "You know me too well."

“Unfortunately."

For a moment, there was silence.

Then—

"You know," He mused, rocking back on his heels, "It’s actually kind of hot."

Your brain short-circuited.

You nearly dropped your pen again.

"What?" You croaked.

Lando shrugged, far too nonchalant. "The tattoo. Didn’t expect it, but… yeah." He smirked. "Bit of a plot twist."

Your mouth opened—then closed. Then opened again. "You—I—what.”

He chuckled, watching your reaction unfold like it was the highlight of his day.

You refused to give him the satisfaction.

So, instead of responding, you lifted your clipboard and smacked him lightly on the arm.

Lando burst out laughing, clutching the spot like you’d actually hurt him.

"You’re an idiot," You muttered, turning away before he could see the hint of a smile threatening to break through.

Lando grinned after you, calling out, "I will get that story one day!”

And maybe—just maybe—you weren’t as annoyed as you pretended to be.

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[saturnxlust]

Age Gap

Van der linde gang x Fem!Reader

Dutch Van Der Linde

He def goes for younger girls

He looks like the type

You caught his eye with your outfits

Hes 44 but i feel like he wouldnt want a age gap over 10 years

If you got the courage to make the first move he would admire that about you

Definitely sweet talks you about being a smart girl

Lord the amount of praise this son of a bitch would give you could boost even arthur ego

Def a sugar daddy, before the events of black water

After he would try his best but he left most of his money behind in his old house

Arthur Morgan

He isnt that old but he def wouldnt go over 5 years

He finds it odd and repects his women too much

This is the man to go to if you want a sugar daddy

He will gladly spoil you with all the money he loots from dead O’driscols

He also gives out praise but thats just the man he is

If hes not complimenting you and how stunning you are 24/7 he feels like a awful person

He would so totally call you his “sweet baby” or “babydoll”

If you wear pink dresses he’d definitely be wrapped around your little finger

If not and your more of a streatwear person he’d loose his mind at low rise or cami tops

Again you’d have him wrapped around your finger immediately

John Marston

Hes definitely not old and would NOT go under 4 years😭

This guys only 26

Hes not a sugar daddy

Sorry babe

But he thinks your cute

He def likes girls with a attitude

Just look at abigal for christs sake

He was married to her😭

He would try to be good for you

Wanting to take you and run off into the sunset, but he couldnt leave dutch like that

Not after everything dutch had done for him

You would have to get along with jack to even be on johns radar (sorry🥲)

He wants you as soon as your motherly to jack

He talks to arthur about you

He calls you “sweet girl” and “doll” in that gravily voice

Hes incredible, really

Hosea Matthews

Okay well hes old😅

Def a sugar daddy

I mean have you seen him?

He goes for at least 10-12 years younger 😍

After bessie he really didnt think he’d fall in love again but when you came in twirling you hair and giggling he’d be a teenager all over again

You could ask him to shoot the man next to him for no reason and he’d do it

Hes quite literally wrapped around your finger

I say that because he would not leave you alone

Constantly holding you and treating you to gifts and fancy things

He once bought you a diamond necklace in saint denis

Whether you protested or not is up to you

He doesnt let you out of his sight and will not stop rambling to dutch about you

Dutch is too tired and crazy to deal with hosea and sends him your way to obsess over you😊

Sean MacGuire

The belief is hes mid 20’s so im gonna say 25

He definitely is like john and goes for 3 years younger

But i see him as the type to like older women cough cough mary cough

He likes the contrast of him being a stupid asshole and you being a sweet little thing

He trys his best with money but like john has very little so if he buys you something its usually something small

Though he never really feels accomplished after he gets you something small

So he saves for a long time and buys you something a little bigger like a silver necklace or a nice bracelet

His accent gets in the way of things sometimes but he will call you “sweet thing” though it sounds more like “sweet ting”😭

Love him though

Javier Escuella

Another baby of the gang🫶🫶

Hes 26 so he goes for the same range as john

He also doesnt have much money and buys you small things

But he makes it up by calling you endearing nick names

“Mi amor” “dulce nina” “Querida”

You get the point

“Ojalá pudiera comprarte más mi amor pero debes saber que esto es de mi corazón”

I love him sm

He would sugar daddy you if he could

Probably gets upset when he cant buy you things

If your family is rich he refuses your offers of giving him money

It doesnt feel right to have a sweet girl like you give him money when he should be the one providing

It gets him upset to see you want something he knows he cant afford

Has lowkey thought about robbing a very rich man cough cough braithwates cough to buy you things

When on the boat if you go with them he keeps an eye on you

Not liking the scene already, older predatory men being all around you made him extremely uncomfortable

He doesnt want to tell you what to do he always wants it to be your choice but it scares him that he cant really do anything to protect you

Though if it was dire enough he woukd throw the whole plan down the drain to cut open a older guy that got too power hungry and grabbed you

“No te lastimó, ¿verdad, querida?.”

Charles Smith

Hes not as young but doesnt go for under 5 years

Hes got some money to buy small things every now and again

He calls you “baby” and “little girl” alot no matter the age gap

It could only be a few months and he still would💔

He shows you how to hunt and stuff as bonding

He sees killing a deer together and bringing it back to pearson as romantic

But he still takes you on dates

When he can

Hes usually on watch duty as he is literally a unit of a man

This kid is huge

Around 6’6 and 240 pounds

Dwarfs even the biggest of guys, yes even arthur😭

Josiah Trelawny

Trelawny the man you are😍

Hes definitely rich

He has a house with his wife in saint denis

He is quite old so I imagine no more then 10 years difference

He calls you “darling” and “sweet girl” in that trans Atlantic accent

He definitely spoils you rotten

Only the best for his sweet girl

He takes a lot of time to take care of you as well

He doesnt spend time with the gang and only pops up when they need him for things like stealing from rich people

He never lets you pay

Are you kidding

He’d rather die then have you pay for something

Thats a little dramatic but i know he would never feel good about himself ever again if he got to a point where you had to pay

Like what do you mean he doesnt have enough money

No no darling put yours away papa trelawny will have a sweet little chat with the man trying to embarrass him infront of his woman

“YES I HAVE ENOUGH MONEY ARE YOU INSANE, no dear its okay you dont need to pay. BACK TO YOU DONT YOU EVER-“

Obviously there are ones i didnt put in here like micah, pearson, uncle, lenny ect. I dont know enough about them nor do i like most of them (except for lenny i love him sm)

[just1cefor4ll]

Summer Days

summary. you get hired as Gong Yoo’s personal photographer as a summer job— however things change once he starts catching feelings for his little paparazzi.

warning. photos might not correspond with the set season or place, some pictures may not be exactly of Gong Yoo but they are meant to be him so just imagine it being him, not proof read, mentions of reader growing up in Seoul but no specific skin colour, ethnicity or anything like that was mentioned

Email after email… yet none were answered. You were trying to get a job as a photographer for the summer, trying to get out of the house, travel a bit— maybe even meet a few hot celebrities.. and of course get money for your necessities.

You were in your 30s, living in a small apartment in Tokyo which was enough for you alone, but something inside of you wanted a change.

It had been tough, though. In your 30s, living alone in a modest space, the quiet moments often stretched too long. You’d spent countless hours applying for jobs, most with no response, and the few rejections you received stung even worse. Then came the call from your mother.

“Hey, sweetheart. How’s the summer job hunt going?” she asked cheerily, her warmth radiating through the phone. Though you couldn’t see her, you could easily picture her familiar smile. You sighed, massaging your temple. “Mom, I told you yesterday—no one’s answered me yet,” you admitted, the words tasting bitter as they left your mouth. It was embarrassing enough being 37 and struggling to find work, but confessing it to your mother made it even harder. “Oh, right,” she said, not missing a beat. “Don’t worry, honey—they’ll be fighting over you as their photographer in no time!” Her light laugh managed to coax a smile out of you. Somewhere deep in your chest, hope flickered. “Thanks, Mom. I love you,” you said softly. “I love you too, dear. And I’m so, so proud of you.”

The line clicked, leaving you in the stillness of your apartment. You sighed again, though this time there was a glimmer of contentment in it. As much as you missed your family in Seoul, you were determined to make this new life in Japan work.

As if on que, you got an email;

“Miss [Name] [Last Name],

We’ve read through your email and saw the photographs you listed in your portfolio and we’re happy to announce we’d like to have you as a personal photographer for Gong Ji-cheol— or professionally known as Gong Yoo. Please respond as quickly as possible so we can book you a flight to Seol where you’d get picked up. Further information will be given once you arrive.

Kind regards, Management Soop.”

Your jaw dropped. A squeal of excitement erupted before you could stop yourself, and you jumped out of your chair so fast it toppled to the floor. Clutching your chest to steady your racing heart, you took a deep breath and quickly typed out a reply.

What followed was a blur of packing and planning. Before long, you were on a plane back to Seoul, staring out the window with a small, satisfied smile.

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annacathcart have a safe trip girl!!

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The car stopped in front of a tall apartment building. A man from Management Soop—your temporary manager—led you inside and handed you a set of keys. “This will be your home for the time you’ll be working for us. Unpack and get some rest. Be ready by 5 AM tomorrow— I’ll explain everything then so meet me in the lobby on time.”

And with a snap of your fingers; the next morning came— “Yes, you heard correctly— we’re going to Jeju.” The manager said with a sigh before chuckling at your enthusiasm. “Come on now we’ll miss the plane.” “Will Gong Yoo be meeting us there?” You asked with curiosity, getting a simple nod as your response.

When you finally arrived on Jeju Island, the sea breeze kissed your skin, and the scenery was as breathtaking as you’d imagined. You caught a glimpse of Gong Yoo from afar but there was no chance to speak to him yet. You all settled in a cabin, large enough for everyone— and your equipment which was off to a great start in your book. Your room was right across from the manager while Gong Yoo was upstairs. It was cozy, and you couldn’t wait to spend the week there.

As the evening rolled in, everyone gathered for a brief meeting. Gong Yoo finally joined the group, descending the staircase with an air of effortless charm. When his gaze landed on you, he offered a small but genuine smile. “You must be our photographer,” he said, his deep voice smoother than you expected. You nodded, suddenly aware of how dry your throat felt. “Yes. It’s a pleasure to meet you,” you managed to say, giving a small bow. He chuckled softly. “Likewise. I hope you’re ready for some early mornings and long hikes.” You smiled back, the initial nerves giving way to excitement. “I wouldn’t be here if I wasn’t.”

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gongyoostan who dat in the baaack (behind the camera)

╰┈➤ management.soop replied Gong Yoo’s new personal photographer— every picture taken during summer time is taken by @.yn.phot0graphs :)

╰┈➤ yn.phot0graphs replied ME ME ME i mean hi I’m the new photographer of the team :3

The manager clapped his hands, drawing everyone’s attention. “Alright, team. Tomorrow’s itinerary is packed. We’ll start before sunrise to catch the golden hour at Hamdeok beach. It’s going to be a long day, so get plenty of rest tonight.”

As everyone dispersed, you lingered by the window, gazing out at the moonlit landscape. The faint hum of conversation drifted from the kitchen, where Gong Yoo and the manager were chatting over tea. It felt surreal, being in the midst of all this, on the cusp of a week that could change your life.

The next morning, your alarm blared at 4:00 AM. Groggily, you got dressed and grabbed your gear, double-checking everything before heading downstairs. Gong Yoo was already there, sipping coffee and looking impossibly awake for such an early hour. He glanced at you and smiled. “Morning,” he said. “Morning,” you replied, suppressing a yawn. The team piled into a van, driving through the dark until you reached your destination. By the time you arrived, the sky was beginning to blush with hints of orange and gold. You quickly set up your equipment, the cool morning air sharp against your skin.

Gong Yoo stood a few meters away, gazing at the horizon. You took a moment to frame the shot: the rising sun casting a warm glow, and Gong Yoo, serene and reflective, perfectly positioned.

It was the first of many photos that day, but something about that moment felt special—like the beginning of something extraordinary.

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The week went by quite fast— you got to know Gong Yoo a bit more and by the end of the week, he handed you his contact information with a casual, “In case we need to coordinate anything later.” You’d tried to play it cool, but the excitement bubbled just beneath the surface.

Now, you found yourself on a flight to Paris—your next assignment. It sounded glamorous on paper, but arriving during peak tourist season turned the dream into a mixed bag. The streets were packed, the lines stretched endlessly, and the prices soared. Still, you couldn’t deny the thrill of being in the city of lights. The view however was nice. You could see the Eiffel tower from your window but it wasn’t necessarily close. Maybe a 45 minute walk?

Gong Yoo’s room was just down the hall. He knocked lightly on your door shortly after you’d settled in. “You should see the view from the rooftop,” he said with a small smile. “Better than this?” you teased, gesturing toward your window. “Trust me.”

You grabbed your camera and followed him up the narrow staircase to the rooftop. He wasn’t wrong—the view was breathtaking. “I see why they call it the City of Lights,” you murmured, framing the scene through your lens. Gong Yoo leaned on the railing beside you, his expression thoughtful. “It’s beautiful, isn’t it? Makes you forget about the crowds for a moment.”

You nodded, snapping a few more photos before lowering your camera. “How are you not completely overwhelmed by all this? The constant traveling, the attention, the schedule... doesn’t it ever get to you?”He chuckled softly. “It does. But moments like this make it worth it. I get to slow down, even if just for a little while.” The two of you stood in companionable silence for a while, the cool Parisian breeze brushing past. It wasn’t often you got moments like this—peaceful and unhurried, shared with someone who seemed to understand the value of it.

The next day would bring more tourists, more shoots, and more challenges. But for now, standing on that rooftop with the Eiffel Tower sparkling in the distance, you felt like you were exactly where you were meant to be.

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After a chaotic week in Paris filled with photo shoots at iconic landmarks, decadent pastries, and navigating swarms of tourists, the next stop on the list brought you back to familiar ground: Japan.

The flight landed smoothly, and soon enough, you were settled into a traditional house/hotel in Kyoto. Unlike Tokyo, Kyoto exuded a serene charm with its ancient temples, lush gardens, and calmer streets. Your room overlooked a tranquil koi pond, and the moment you stepped out into the gardens, the soft sound of flowing water seemed to wash away the exhaustion from Paris.

That evening, the team had dinner at a traditional ryokan, complete with tatami mats and kaiseki cuisine. Gong Yoo seemed to relish the slower pace, admiring the peaceful surroundings. “This feels like a reset,” he said during dinner, glancing at you across the low table. You nodded, setting down your chopsticks. “Kyoto has that effect. It’s hard to feel stressed when everything around you feels so timeless.”

The next day, your work began. Kyoto offered an entirely different aesthetic to capture—one steeped in history and natural beauty. The golden pavilion of Kinkaku-ji, the endless red torii gates of Fushimi Inari Shrine, and many more beautiful landmarks.

At one point, you found yourself photographing Gong Yoo at Arashiyama’s bamboo grove. The towering stalks of green stretched high above, creating a natural cathedral of light and shadows. You snapped a candid shot just as he glanced over his shoulder, the light catching his profile perfectly.

“That was a good one, wasn’t it?” he asked after the click, his lips curling into a knowing smile. You grinned, reviewing the image on your camera’s screen. “You’re a natural, Gong Yoo.” “Well, I’ve had some practice,” he teased, his tone light.

On your final evening in Kyoto, the team gathered on a rooftop overlooking the city. Lanterns glowed softly, and the distant hum of cicadas filled the air. Gong Yoo joined you as you leaned on the railing, your camera resting by your side.

“Thanks for making me look good,” he said, his voice warm. You laughed softly. “You make my job easy.” He tilted his head, studying you for a moment. “I think you see more than most people. Not just with the camera, but... you notice things others might overlook.”

His words caught you off guard, and for a moment, you didn’t know how to respond. Instead, you simply smiled, letting the quiet between you speak volumes.

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Weeks passed and your camera only got fuller and fuller as you captured the most exotic and beautiful shots in places like Croatia— the rocky beaches along with the wonderful clear water of the sea enchanting you with its charm.

One day, the team arranged for a shoot on Lokrum Island, just a short boat ride from Dubrovnik. The beaches and lush greenery provided the perfect backdrop for the shoot. After the shoot, while the team packed up, Gong Yoo approached you, holding two gelatos he’d somehow managed to grab from a vendor on the island.

“Peace offering,” he said with a grin, handing you one. “For what?” You laughed as you accepted the gift. “For making you work so hard in this heat,” he said, gesturing toward your camera. “You deserve a break.” The two of you sat by the water’s edge, the sound of waves lapping against the rocks filling the air. He shared stories of his childhood summers by the beach, and you found yourself opening up about your family vacations around Korea.

By the time the boat returned to take the team back, you felt a warmth in your chest that had little to do with the sun.

Then came California. It was a blur of palm trees, coastal highways, and the vibrant energy of Hollywood. The team spent most of the time in Los Angeles, but the highlight was a road trip to Big Sur for a shoot along the rugged coastline.

One evening, after a sunset shoot by the cliffs, the two of you lingered while the rest of the team headed back to the lodge. The Pacific stretched endlessly before you, the waves crashing below in a soothing rhythm.

“You’ve been quiet today,” he said, glancing at you. “Just taking it all in,” you replied, raising your camera to snap a candid shot of him against the fading light. “I’m still not used to the sudden moving around every two weeks.. I’ve never traveled this far before.” You said as you looked through the days pictures.

He smirked. “Do I look that interesting?” You lowered the camera, meeting his gaze. “More than you realize.”

The vulnerability in your tone seemed to catch him off guard, and for a moment, the only sound was the wind rustling through the grass. Then he smiled—a soft, almost shy expression you saw many times before in your time as his photographer.

The Netherlands was the final destination, and Amsterdam was as picturesque as the postcards promised. The cobblestone streets, the narrow houses leaning toward the canals, and the fields of tulips outside the city made every corner feel like a story waiting to be told.

The two of you wandered into a quiet tulip field after a morning shoot. The colors were mesmerising, rows of red, yellow, and purple stretching endlessly.

“Now you’re the one being unusually quiet.” You said, elbowing him playfully.He looked at you, his hands tucked into his pockets. “I was just thinking about how much this summer has changed me. I thought this would just be another job, but...” He trailed off, then added softly, “I think I’ll miss this.”

“What, the traveling?” you teased lightly, though his tone had made your heart skip a beat. “No,” he said, his eyes locking with yours. “This. You. I think I’ve never really enjoyed a work trip as much as this one.”

The weight of his words hung in the air, and for a moment, you weren’t sure how to respond. His eyes traveled up and down— as if he was studying you; maybe even admiring you. He took a step closer, looking down at you with a sort of vulnerability you haven’t seen before even during your late night talks where you practically spilled your life out to him; but that didn’t really mean anything, did it?

“Well, at least you’ll have the photos to remember it all.” His smile was bittersweet as he looked away, his gaze settling on the endless tulips. “Yeah. But I don’t think the photos will ever capture it completely.”

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September was just a week away, the time passed quite fast and so the team organised a farewell dinner which you didn’t really want to attend; partially because you didn’t want to say goodbye to this job.

You stepped out of the restaurant with a bitter look on your face, sitting down on a bench with a view of the river flowing through the streets with couples in love getting a tour on one of the many boats you saw that day. You fiddled with the camera in your hand, looking down and going through the thousands of pictures that had made their way into your heart.

“Mind if I join you?” A voice startled you, but of course you recognised where it came from. You nodded, and he sat down beside you, the space between you barely noticeable.

“I don’t know how to say this without sounding ridiculous,” he began, his eyes fixed on the canal. “But I don’t think I can go back to how things were before this summer. You’ve changed the way I see things—the way I see myself.”

You turned to him, your breath catching at the raw sincerity in his voice. “[Name], I don’t know what this is, but I know it’s real. And I don’t want it to end just because the summer is over.” Your heart raced, his words sinking in like a tide rising to meet the shore. Slowly, you reached for his hand, your fingers brushing against his. “Maybe it doesn’t have to,” you said softly. He smiled, intertwining your fingers with his as he pulled you into his shoulder, resting your head on it.

As the lanterns cast their warm glow over the water, the two of you sat in quiet understanding, the promise of something more lingering in the air. Summer may have ended, but you knew you weren’t leaving this job that easily.

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Being plug!connie’s sneaky link🤫🤭

Plug!Connie x Fem/blk!reader

Summary: just u ‘n connie sneakinnn around…

Cw: Some cussing, a lot of mentioning of being high, nsfw

- Plug!Connie knew you since high school. You were friends with Armin and Eren who were friends with Sasha, Jean and him. He thought u were fine asf too but didn’t make a move on you until a while ago.

-You started trying out weed to take the stress off form college your first year and Plug!Connie was the only person you knew who had his hands on some. Y’all stayed together while he taught you how to inhale and all the basics of smoking. He honestly kept getting distracted by how good you looked in you biker shorts and crop top you wore that day.

- “You got a man’s yet mama?” He’d ask as you puffed out a bit of smoke, coughing a bit.

-“Uh, nah, *cough* why?” You’d ask looking at him. It could’ve been the weed but this man was starting to look real fine. You stared into his intense hazel eyes as he just smirked. “No reason…..” He’d trail off.

-And that was the start of it all. You started really getting to know him but once y’all got serious y’all decided to keep it secret.

-Now it’s been a year and honestly you both don’t know how none of y’all friends found out abt y’all?? (I mean Armin was very suspicious at this point but he didn’t have enough proof so he stayed quiet…)

- Plug!Connie would call you after he was done selling all this orders for the day and just sit in his car smoking a blunt as you rambled about your day and how much you missed him. You were in college but it was your 3rd yr so you didn’t have to stay on campus and had your own little loft apartment but you were still very busy all the time so y’all’s schedules didn’t really match up.

- “I miss uuu! I cant wait to see u this saturday.” You said laying on you bed.

- “I know mama. Me too.” Connie said blowing smoke out the window.

- Plug!Connie and you could only meet up about once or twice a week most of the time. And when y’all did…y’all had a mf ball🤭

- Onyankopon and Jean saw y’all at the mall once and swore they saw him holding your hand but Connie denied it.

- “Bro, we aren’t gonna laugh at you if y’all fuckin’ for real.” Jean said one day hanging out at Connie’s place.

- “Nah. I aint fuckin her. Ion even know what y’all are talkin’ bout anyways cause i wasn’t at no mall.” Connie said nonchalantly and focusing on the game he was playing.

-Plug!Connie regularly would take you on shopping sprees with all the extra money he had. He would buy you almost anything you’d want but y’all gotta be more careful from here on out now.

- He honestly didn’t care if anyone found y’all out in y’all friend circle by now but he definitely didn’t need his regulars finding out about y’all.

- Plug!Connie sometimes facetimed you if y’all missed your weekly meet up and he was feeling needy. “Come on ma, i wanna see u….” He’d say softly as his tatted hand stroked himself in his dim lit bedroom.

- It was pitch black in your room as it was 1:03am and you were half awake and did not feel like turning no lights on. But after a while of begging from Connie you turned your bedside lamp on anyways cause you were just as needy to see him. Y’all would be on the phone for hours on nights like this, missing each other deeply.

-Sometimes you wanted to break and tell your friends Mikasa or Sasha but you promised Connie you’d wait until he was ready to tell everyone too. Mikasa acted like already knew tho which fr threw you off sometimes. You’d casually mention Connie and she’d side eye you and smirk a little and you would just be like, “…What?” and she’d just say, “Oh, nothing.”

- Plug!Connie’s contact for you in his phone was - Princesa👸🏾 and for him you just had him as - 💋❤️

- When y’all finally had free time to meet up he’d pull up to your house and be in some silly disguise it was kinda funny. You’d walk out your apartment and get in and just laugh a bit.

- “Why you got sunglasses and a mustache on Con?”

- “…..Cause.”

- He’d do it mainly to see you laugh.

- Most of the time, especially after y’all got caught at the mall, y’all had to get smart and stop going to places like stores and parks where familiar faces would regularly be and could see y’all. Sometimes late at night tho y’all would go to a park and either walk around and talk or just smoke some blunts in silence.

- Sometimes y’all went to movies that started late like 11pm or midnight high as hell. Y’all would share a big bucket of popcorn and eat a lot of candy.

- Other times y’all would just hang out at each others place, most of the time Connie’s tho cause your place wasn’t too big.

-Y’all’s hang outs always concluded with a make out sesh and then the devils tango ofc.

-Plug!Connie would sit you in his lap while y’all was on the couch, stareing deep into your eyes with his slight tinted red ones. His hands would roam from your lower back to your ass and thighs just rubbing and squeezing the plushness. He’d admire you forever if you let him cause he truly loved you that much.

- Connie would slowly kiss you, your lipgloss getting onto his on lips in the process. “Mmm, this strawberry, ma?” He’d whisper while licking his lips and you would just nod and start to kiss him again before he said anything else.

- Sometimes y’all would stay on the couch as y’all did the deed but other times Connie would take you into his room so y’all didn’t stink up the living room in case he was gonna have guest over later.

-He loved doggy style the most, watching your ass meet his hips as he held your hips pulling you back over and over. Entranced and high, watching where y’all met as the slick, wet sounds and your addicting moans filled his ears.

- When y’all were done it was either time to eat or sleep. Sometimes when y’all met midday though Connie would just tell you to stay in his room if he was having people over or had to leave to handle business. You didn’t like when he would leave you there but he always came back within at least 3ish hours and he said it was, “For safety, ma.”

- It was rare y’all could spend a whole day together. Most of the time y’all met at night after either you or connie got off work.

- Plug!Connie always kissed you bye when you had to go in the mornings or when he dropped you off. He would hold your hand and stare into your eyes once more like he was never gonna see you again. He’d tell you, “I love you, princesa. Stay safe, i’ll see you later.”

- You didn’t know how much longer you could handle this sneaking around but lord did you love the mf thrill.

(I’ve had this in my drafts since July last year😭😭 i don’t have anything to write lately so ig i’ll just be clearing out my drafts. I’m down with school so at least i have time to write anywaysss. Reminder that my requests are open too!)

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Omg Yandere Deuce and Cleo with Succubus reader! Like Deuce sees them and Cleo knows, she sees how adding you along with them would be good. Also their just so pretty that she cant help but imagine how the three of you would be as a couple!

Yandere Deuce X Succubus Reader X Yandere Cleo Headcanons

•Deuce notices you first. Despite the instant heart eyes swimming behind his glasses, he doesn’t even acknowledge you. Too afraid of Cleo’s potential wrath, she’d nearly ripped his snakes off in the past from jealousy and Deuce still had nightmares. What he’d forgotten however was just how perceptive Cleo truly way. She immediately pinpoints the object of his runaway curiosity and is just as, if not more, entranced with you than him.

•Cleo is taken by you right away, the way you move even the way you speak ooze a playful confidence. You walk through the halls like royalty and it already has Cleo imagining you in more traditional attire and ruling over the masses together. With matching outfits,rings and an adoring public.

•When the pair approach you Cleos usual arrogance is replaced by the babbling of a girl in love. Deuce is awkward in his own way but still far more understandable than his girlfriend. Luckily you find their nerves cute and from then on it’s the three of you.

•Out of the two Cleo is definitely more in charge. Cleo uses her money to plan lavish dates and give you unlimited spa treatments and shopping sprees. Cleo loves to take the three of you shopping multiple times a week and every single time you come out with more bags than you can carry, you’d even had to start using a spare room at Cleo’s to store things. Should you start to feel bad Cleo is quick to nip it in the bud, you deserve everything she can give you and more.

•Deuce is just happy to be along for the ride. He loves getting to spend hours watching you try on clothes or carry your million shopping bags through the mall. He doesn’t care what you guys do as long as he gets to be with his girls.

•While Cleo loves a nice expensive gift from Deuce and vice verse, should you buy them something they’ll both feel bad. Cleo because she has basically unlimited money, she’s supposed to take care of you not the other way around. Deuce because he feels bad that you feel the need to buy him things. Hell cherish the gift but tries to explain that it’s really not necessary. Both prefer handmade gifts because they’re just so much more special. Make them matching bracelets or a mug and they will both cry over it.

•Rarely are the three of you not together, the relationship just doesn’t feel complete without you in the middle. Should Cleo’s family or anyone else question your relationship then all hell breaks loose. Deuce is holding his hands over your ears and pulling you into his chest while Cleo rips the offender a new one. Cleo and Deuces shared love for you had only strengthened their love for each other and they wouldn’t let anyone make you feel bad about it.

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[fem!reader x seventeen (???)] you and your friends get caught up in a classic horror slasher movie, only it's in real life. Now you're off to fend for yourselves in Seungcheol's million dollar home. The question is, did you keep them out, or did you just lock them in?

SEUNGCHEOL

nobody's home (m)

(neighbor male nanny!seungcheol x afab maid!reader)Seungcheol and you have never crossed paths for long, but boy have you imagined it. Too preoccupied with your jobs working for some of the richest families in the city, you've sacrificed your grueling hours when you could've been fucked your brains out all this time. However, big risks come with big rewards when the holidays arrive. Then there's nobody home to stop you.

the one where the stranger you fake date turns out to be your childhood friend (m)

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In a world where relationships mattered just as much as money or status did, Seungcheol found himself wrapped up with a person from twenty years ago. He didn't know how you remembered him, and frankly he didn't know how he remembered you, but the way you've reentered his life, like a gust of wind, he didn't think he'll ever forget you now.

JEONGHAN

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(perverted ghost!jeonghan x cute neighbor!seungkwan x afab!reader) As far as unwanted roommates go, your ghostly companion was one you never anticipated. But when this specter began to assert himself and meddle in your dating life—or lack thereof—you started to reconsider your stance; maybe having a roommate wasn’t so bad after all. Especially if he's helping you get laid.

JOSHUA

stolen entries (m)

(fem!Reader x stalker!joshua) Diary entries of a man in love. Joshua knew he loved you the moment he laid his eyes on you and had to have you, even if it meant enduring the echoes of every intimate detail of every sexual encounter you’d had before him. But he knew you were worth the wait. He was worth the wait.

JUNHUI

Would you like a receipt? Pt. 1 Pt. 2

(Childhood bf!junhui x working class gn!reader) Coming across a grade school ex-boyfriend while you worked a shitty seasonal job around Valentines was not in your 2024 bingo card.

SOONYOUNG

with great certainty (m)

Love was bounded by books, at least that's what Soonyoung believed learning about love only through books, but after meeting you he realized love had none. Love has no bounds. Not even for him, a prince.

WONWOO

pane-ting you a picture (f)

(wonwoo x gn!reader) Snow is beautiful—when you’re not trapped in it. After days of relentless snowstorms that left your family without electricity—let alone entertainment—you found an unexpected refuge: sketching on the condensation of your windows. What began as idle doodles soon turned into shared exchanges with someone in the neighboring cabin. Though you don’t know who they are or even what they look like, the icy walls and snow couldn’t keep them out your head.

JIHOON

SEOKMIN

Civil Affairs (m)

(husband of mistress!seokmin x fem married!reader) With the mutual understanding being cheated on, Seokmin finds solace in you, the beautiful stranger with ties to man that ruined his marriaged, Fortunately, light peeks out of the most inconvenient of circumstance.

MINGYU

reckless (m)

(Adult actor!mingyu x pervert afab!reader) Mingyu is a camboy and proud of it, as he should. Finally, he's getting the applause he deserves for his work and will be attending one of the biggest adult industry events to date. He just needs you to watch over while his house while he's gone. Easy enough, right? Unbeknownst to him, you happened to be a fan. A big one. One so big that you cant help but take advantage what Mingyu fans have only ever dreamed of.

MINGHAO

Good Roommates Don't (m)

(roommate! Minghao x barista!afab!reader) Xu Minghao had been the most ethereal being you've ever laid your eyes on to the point being unable of functioning like a normal person, but now you're roommates. Only time will tell when you lose your mind keeping your hands to yourself, so there needed to be a list of things you don't do if you wanted to be a good roommate.

SEUNGKWAN

put it in writing (m)

(college student!seungkwan x Fem!TA!reader) You keep things professional--as you should--even if one of your students is someone you hooked up with one night before the college semester started. Meanwhile, Boo Seungkwan is anything but honest--he's a writer after all--but if he is honest about one thing, it's about wanting to write a new story with you.

boo-ty call (m) ft. Jeonghan

(perverted ghost!jeonghan x cute neighbor!seungkwan x afab!reader) As far as unwanted roommates go, your ghostly companion was one you never anticipated. But when this specter began to assert himself and meddle in your dating life—or lack thereof—you started to reconsider your stance; maybe having a roommate wasn’t so bad after all. Especially if he's helping you get laid.

VERNON

CHAN

Like I can (m)

(Older woman!reader x ex’s younger brother!chan)

mind your business (m)

(Frenemy!fem!reader x minder reader!chan) If Chan had to read anyone’s mind, it had to be yours—the one person who seemed to loathe him with every ounce of your being. But before Halloween day, when that wish is suddenly granted, he begins to realize he’s opened a can of worms far bigger than he ever imagined—one that can’t be sealed shut again.

[redrose10]

Read your post about us requesting BTS stories annnnnd i´ve had this idea since forever so maybe you can make it come to life?

Also, wanted to say i found your account some time back and i absolutely LOVE your conten. Its so, so good honestly. I´m so happy one random day you popped in my titmeline.

So here it goes, sorry if its too much, of course you can always skip parts or change it if you feel like it. Since Christmas and New Year are around the corner i think it would fit.

So Namjoon, Jin´s bestfriend both majorying in some nerdy career. Happens to one night take a light liking in you after almost 7 years knowing you, seeing you as Jin´s little sister. Where it gets tricky is that... both Jin and her have abandoment issues and he is SO OVER PROTECTIVE or her it borders toxic but its just trauma response (like the background is so angsty, idk father used to be an abuser, mom never taking care of them, leaving money and dissapearing for days, cursing them out for existing like Seokjin with just 13 learned how to cook do laundry and braid her sister´s hair every night? etcetc) So both Jin and her only trusted each other, that´s until they both found angels as friends few years ago. So one night, escaping from Seokjin, Jimin, her bff convinces her of sneaking to a frat party or something and- wait- What time is it? Her head hurts... And why is she grinding hips at the beat of the music and making out in a frat room with, tall, big thighs, glasses, dimple smiled and clearly drunk... K-Kim Namjoon?!

Like i want HEALING, i want development ...what if Namjoon is head over heels because he starts seeing her as a woman for the first time after that and he absolutely loves eveything about her? He tries but he just cant stop his heart from doing cartwheels everytime he sees her. Like, he KNOWS her. How was he so blind before? What if she´s too scared but after hundreds of flirting and tries from him,.. how can she not fall for him? So they give it a try...While, hiding from Jin? What if there´s a toxic ex she cant get rid of that left her even more scared of relationships. IDK you can twist it as you like of course! xx

First, I am so sorry this is so late and it’s way past the Holidays. Things have been crazy and I don’t have as much free time as I used to.

Second, This kind of strayed away from the request a bit. I’m really sorry, but I hope you still like it!

Third, Thank you so much for you kind words! I love hearing that.

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College Student Namjoon x Jin’s Little Sister Reader

Warnings: Angst, Swearing, Slightly Suggestive, Alcoholism, Drug Use, Non-Consensual Activities, Drinking, Money being accepted for sex, Yoongi and Jungkook are pretty terrible (it’s just for the story. I don’t think they’d really be like this in real life.)

“Hey so uh you busy next Saturday?”

You looked the guy in front of you over several times. You heard his name was Yoongi. He appeared to be your typical college fuckboy. Definitely older. Had more money than the average college student. He claimed to be a rapper, going by the name Suga, but you knew most of his money probably came from dealing. You knew what he wanted and you also knew you’d never hear from him again once he got it. The thing is that even knowing all of that information you were still interested.

“Why what do you have pla-“

“She’s busy!”, a familiar voice declared before grabbing your arm. As you were being drug away by your older brother you turned to get one last look at Yoongi who was staring at you dumbfounded before shrugging his shoulders and walking back into the party to find a new plan.

“What are you thinking talking to guys like that?”, Jin scolded once you were far enough away, “He’s just going to use you.”

“So what?! I’m an adult and I can consent to it if I want to.”, you said crossing your arms. So far your college experience had been a lot of sneaking around trying to do things without your overprotective brother breathing down your neck. You knew he meant well and only wanted the best for you, but it was still frustrating.

“Come on. Let’s grab some dinner. My treat.”, he said opening the door for you.

“Namjoon.”, you smiled before taking a seat across from him at the table. Of course he would be there. Him and your brother had pretty much been inseparable since high school which was both good and bad for the huge crush you harbored on him.

“Y/N.”, he nodded, “You know Jin is right by the way. You really should stay away from guys like Yoongi. You deserve much better than that.”

Your heart skipped a beat hearing him say that, but you quickly came back to reality when he followed it up with, “You’re my best friends little sister and I’d hate to see you get hurt like that.”

“Thanks.”, you mumbled before burying your face into the menu. You were never going to be more to him than the annoying little girl in pigtails who use to tag along with them everywhere they went.

“Are you two seriously studying on a Saturday night?”, you giggled after finding Jin and Namjoon surrounded by papers and books at the kitchen table.

“Hey Astrophysics is like really really hard.”, Jin whined.

“Yeah that’s why I’m a dance major.”, their other friend Hobi spoke from behind the counter where he was biting into a pizza slice.

“Okay well I’ll be out late so don’t wait up.”, you said trying to quickly make it to the door.

“Whoa whoa whoa where do you think you’re going?”, Jin questioned.

“I have a date.”, you mumbled knowing you were about to have a fight.

“A date? With who? And where? It better not be Yoongi.”, he said walking over to get closer to you.

“It’s not Yoongi. It’s just uh…It’s just some guy I met.”, you whispered, “I’m meeting him at the restaurant.”

“No way! I don’t like that. I’ll take you there so I can see this guy for myself.”, Jin said already looking for his coat.

“I’m an adult Jin. I don’t need you babysitting me all the time.”, you spat.

“I don’t care if you’re an adult. You’re still my little sister.”, he said sternly, “Namjoon help me out here.”

Namjoon was a little taken back after being pulled into the conversation, but he composed himself, “I mean…I think it’s a good thing for him to check it out and make sure this guy doesn’t seem like he’s up to something.”

You sighed, but stormed out of the apartment knowing that Jin was close behind.

“See.”, you hissed while pointing through the large window of the restaurant, “His name is Taehyung. He’s a biology major. He works part time at the campus coffee shop even though he hates coffee. He likes theater and the color red. Good enough?”

Jin side eyed you, “Call me immediately if he tries anything.”

You rolled your eyes and entered into the restaurant towards Taehyung whom you did know from being partnered together in your intro to biology class. Thankfully he was a talker so you knew a lot about him and by some miracle he also happened to be at the same restaurant. Because once you were sure that Jin had walked away you turned and walked towards your actual date.

Yoongi was sitting in the back corner. He greeted you with a smile and got up to pull out your chair and help you get seated, a nice gesture you weren’t expecting from him.

You liked him, maybe even a little more than you had planned but you couldn’t help yourself. He was handsome and charismatic. He knew just what to say. He also had this “he can be fixed” aura about him. You always seemed to go for the guys with the most traumatic or saddest backstories, probably a product of your upbringing thanks to your severely alcoholic father whom you grew up trying to take care of before he passed away.

“Earth to Y/N.”, Yoongi chuckled, “Did you wanna meet up at The Winter Fest next Saturday?”

You were stunned by his request. A second date with THE Min Yoongi was unheard of.

“Yeah sounds great.”, you managed to speak still in shock.

“Cool, I can’t wait.”, he smirked.

“NO absolutely not!!”, Jin slammed his hand down on the table, “You are not going to The Winter Fest. It’s just an excuse for too many people to shove themselves into a house and get blackout drunk and have sex. You are not going!” He was actually angry. You knew he wasn’t going to be happy when he found out, but you didn’t expect this level of aggression.

“Why do you treat me like I’m still a child? You’re not my father!”, you shouted back instantly feeling guilty when you saw his face fall.

“Fine Y/N. Do what you want, but I cant promise I’ll be there to save you.”

“Jinnie.”, you said reaching for his hand but he pulled away.

“I may not be your father, but I had to step up at a young age to raise you, to protect you. I practically gave up my youth to take care of you and for the longest time you were all I had. I’m sorry that I’m overprotective of you. I don’t want to see anything happen to you.”, he said before walking off to his room.

“He has a point.”

“Not now Namjoon.”, you pouted but he continued anyways, “He just wants what is best for you. I know he comes off strong and like he’s just trying to ruin things for you, but he means well. Especially about this Winter Fest thing. Nothing good ever happens there. The school has been trying to get it banned for years. I’d have to agree with him on this one and you should skip it.”

“Why so I could be the one person on campus who doesn’t go to it? Be deemed a social outcast?”

“Why do you want to go so bad?”, he inquired, “Do you really think Yoongi has good intentions by asking you there?”

You looked at him with wide eyes, “H-How did you know that?”

Namjoon started packing up his belongings. “Let’s just say your brother isn’t the only one that worries about you.”, he mumbled before seeing himself out of your apartment.

“Wait so Jin is out of town which means you can freely go to Winter Fest?”, your best friend Jimin asked.

“Yep, I guess I got lucky. He said something about going to some astrophysics conference somewhere. I don’t know. It sounded boring.”

“Wow I thought for sure he’d lock you in a tower somewhere and throw away the key.”

You both laughed at the thought of that.

“And Namjoon?”, he questioned a few minutes later.

“What about him?”

“Well…I mean he’s kind of like your other protector. He’s always got his eye on you and stuff. He’s just not as obnoxious about it as your brother is. I think he might kind of have a thing for you. He gets like weirdly jealous some times.”

You scoffed to yourself, “He thinks I’m just some dumb little girl who can’t take care of myself. That’s all. And I don’t know where he is tonight and I don’t really care because I have a date with Yoongi to get ready for.”

The music was loud, almost excruciatingly loud. The floors were sticky and covered in what you were hoping was just spilled liquor. All you cared about was finding Yoongi which was a lot harder than anticipated thanks to strobe lights and hundreds of other people packed into this house shoving each other around.

You were making your way to the back when someone grabbed your waist startling you and making you scream.

“Calm down baby doll. It’s just me.”, Yoongi whispered in your ear.

“Sorry you scared me.”, you giggled and wrapped your hands around his arm.

“Don’t worry. I wont let anything bad happen to you.”, he grinned while leading you into the kitchen to get a drink.

It happened fast, but one drink turned into three and next thing you knew your hands were running through Yoongi’s hair as he pushed you up the stairs while his tongue wrestled with yours for dominance.

Somehow you managed to find an unoccupied bedroom in which Yoongi pushed you down onto the bed.

“Are you sure about this baby doll?”, he asked. The nickname making your heart beat a little bit faster.

You nodded and pulled him down on top of you.

“H-Hold on. I’ll be right back.”, he said leaning away. “Need condoms.”, he laughed when he noticed your confused expression before leaving the room.

You laid on the bed adjusting your skirt and unbuttoning your top a little more when the door swung open and then quickly slammed shut. You expected Yoongi or even another eager couple, but you never expected to see Namjoon standing in the center of the room. When you saw him glancing at your exposed cleavage and hiked up skirt you quickly adjusted yourself feeling your cheeks heat up.

“Namjoon what are you doing here? Please leave.”

He shook his head, “You need to come with me. Please Y/N. You don’t want to be here.”

“No I’m sure I do want to be here because that’s why I’m here so please leave before Yoongi gets back.”

“Y/N listen to me?”

“No Namjoon. I’m sick of it! I’m sick of you guys being overbearing. I’m sick of you treating me like a little kid. I’m an adult and can make adult decisions on my own.”

He nodded, “Fine.”, and walked out slamming the door behind him.

The door opened once again. This time revealing Yoongi. But also someone else. A someone else that made your legs shake and your stomach nauseous.

“J-Ju-Jungkook?”, you whispered.

“See I told you man.”, Yoongi said patting Jungkook on the back, “I’ve got her prepped and everything. She’s all yours.”

You watched as Jungkook handed Yoongi a wad of cash.

“I…I don’t understand.”, you said, “You’re like a pimp or something?”

“Oh God no.”, Yoongi laughed, “I’m just a good business man. The first time… I was genuinely interested in hooking up with you, but after our little run in with your brother I didn’t think you would be worth the trouble. But fuck you’re gorgeous and I couldn’t get you out of my mind so I gave you another chance. Then I saw your crazy brother follow you to the restaurant and knew I was done with this mess. When you got up to go to the bathroom I was just gonna pay the bill and leave you there, but then Jungkook here came over to the table and asked for a favor. He said he knew you and wanted to get with you so I said for the right price I’d make it happen. And here we are!”

You were appalled by him. An arrogant fuckboy is one thing, but accepting money to trick you into hooking up with someone else, especially Jungkook was another. You wanted to give him an ear full, but he was already in the hallway letting the door slam behind him.

You tried to chase after him, but Jungkook put his arm out to stop you, “I don’t think so Y/N. I paid for this and I’m not leaving without it.”

“Leave me alone Jungkook. I wouldn’t fuck you back when we were dating and I won’t do it now so let it go.”, you said trying to shove past him but he was much bigger and stronger and threw you down onto the bed with ease, “We will see about that.”

You wanted to fight back, but all of the horrible memories of your past came flooding back making you freeze in fear. Your addict of mother letting random men into the house at all hours of the night and you screaming in terror begging for them to stop. Jin always bursting through the door not caring what happened to him as long as he got you safe. He’d always wrap you in his arms and tell you everything was going to be okay and you would give anything to have him here right now so you could apologize and tell him he was right about all of it.

“Y/N are you okay?”

“Y/N?”

Cautiously you opened your eyes to see Namjoon staring at you. The bedroom door had been nearly busted off its hinges and Jungkook was rolling around on the ground with blood pouring from his nose and mouth.

“Joonie.”, you sobbed as he picked you up and pulled you onto his lap.

“Are you okay? Do you need to go to the hospital?”, he asked.

“N-No”, you shook your head, “I just want to go home.”

“Okay. Let’s get you home.”, he said carrying you out of the party.

The snow had really picked up outside and you were freezing. You were a little embarrassed. Also still a little scared and shaken up.

So when Namjoon came in your room to bring you some hot tea and a snack you couldn’t help but break down all over again.

“I…I think, maybe I should call Jin.”, he said trying to walk away, but you grabbed onto his hand and stopped him, “No please stay here with me. I don’t want to be alone.”

“Okay. I’m here.”, he whispered before gingerly getting into your bed with you trying not to cause too much of a disturbance.

“How did you know what they were up to?”, you asked after a while of silence and watching the snow fall.

“Well…Yoongi and Jungkook aren’t exactly the smartest so they were running their mouths about this whole thing and it eventually got back to me.”

“Oh.”, you said, “Well uh thank you for saving me. I’m sure Jin made you promise to take care of me. Honestly I can’t believe he even left knowing all of this would happen.”

“He doesn’t know.”

“What?!”, you gasped.

Namjoon nodded, “I didn’t tell him. I knew he would loose his mind over it and probably get himself hurt or even worse so I never said anything. I was uh I was actually supposed to be at the conference with him, but I pretended to be sick so I could be here instead.”

“Thank you Joonie. I’m sorry your hand got hurt.”, you said gently rubbing his bruised knuckles.

“Worth it.”, he chuckled, “I’ve wanted to punch Jungkook ever since the first time I saw the two of you together.”

You laughed along with him, “Yeah I apparently have a type and it’s not a good one. I just… I don’t know. I want to find someone who’s a good guy. I can certainly take care of myself, but I want someone that will put Jin’s mind at ease too you know. Like someone he trusts and I can trust. I want him to enjoy his life and stop worrying about me so much. I don’t know if I’ll ever find anyone like that.”

“What about me?”, Namjoon asked after a long bout of silence.

“What about you?”

“Well I mean your brother trusts me and I think you trust me otherwise I wouldn’t be laying in your bed right now.”, he awkwardly looked around, “I also kind of really like you a lot Y/N. I have for a while. I just…I didn’t want to make things weird because you’re my best friends sister and I never wanted to push anything on you. But I can’t keep watching you go out with these dirtbags.”, he said before turning in the bed to face you, “I can take care of you. I can protect you. I’ll always be there for you. Y/N, I can show you what true love looks like, feels like, sounds like. I want to fill all of the voids that you have in your life. I-If you’ll have me that is.”

“You have…You have no idea how long I’ve liked you.”, you whispered now crying tears of happiness, “I know I come with a lot of baggage and I’m not perfect, but I would really really love it if you gave us…gave me a chance.”

“Hey hey don’t cry.”, he said softly wiping away your tears, “You know…some of the most beautiful pieces of art in the world have imperfections in them, but that doesn’t make them valued any less than the others. If anything it makes them even more special.”

“You’re always such a dork.”, you chuckled hoping to lighten the mood a little., “Thank you for always being there for me Namjoon, especially tonight. I don’t know what would’ve happened…”

“Hey don’t think about what did or could’ve happened any more. It’s over. You’re safe here with me.”

You nodded your head against him before resting on his chest allowing the beats of his heart and slow breathing to help lull you off to sleep. You felt warm and comfortable and safe for the first time in a long time.

“Ahhh what the hell?! I leave for two days and you two end up cuddled in bed together.”, Jin groaned after dropping a bag of food on the bedside table, “Eat and get dressed. We’re having a family meeting to set some ground rules before I walk into something I don’t want to see. I need my brain to be in prime condition and not scarred by this nonsense.” Then he stormed out mumbling something about holy water.

Namjoon laughed as he handed you a breakfast sandwich.

“He took that better than I expected.”, you said feeling quite relieved.

“Don’t be too comfortable.”, Namjoon chuckled, “He’s got a whole PowerPoint presentation prepared for this moment.”

Your mouth dropped open, “Seriously?”

“Yep”, he nodded, “It has graphs and special effects and everything. He’s been saving it for when you finally started dating someone he thought was decent enough to stick around.”

“Oh god.”, you whined before falling back onto the bed.

“Hey!”, Jin’s voice came from outside the door, “None of that funny business until we go over the PowerPoint. I discuss it on slide 27.”

You thanked Namjoon after he handed you a sweater to wear and walked into the hallway.

“Just so you know…it has 118 slides.”, he whispered.

“Well…maybe I’ll give you a little reward if you get him to cut it in half.”, you smirked while squeezing his hand thankful and grateful to have him…both of them…by your side.

[filmbyjy]

COLLIE DUTY

SYNOPSIS > being the new CEO to the ‘Sim Corp’ was hard and stressful. jake didn’t have much time to spend with layla and so he decides to get a dogsitter, you. though, you were originally already his secretary. how will dog sitting bring you two closer?

FOURTY – sunghoon maid costume

you could not believe your eyes when you witnessed sunghoon walking down the hallway towards jake's office in a maid office. his face was dark, clearly he didn't enjoy this little punishment. maybe this was what he kinda deserved for causing pain and suffering to you and sunoo all these years with his endless dating scandals.

sunghoon does a little curtsy in his outfit and hands you a plate of sandwiches.

"here you go." he says in the most monotonous voice ever. you burst out laughing.

"so why did jake ask you do to this?"

he sighs, "because i caused so much trouble to you and sunoo...for a long time...and i tried to flirt with you too...jake ask me to wear this."

"you're actually pretty in this."

sunghoon tilts his head, his ears perked up as you say it. "really?"

you held in your laughter, "yeah, the pink bow adds to the outfit. you look like those people who got forced by little girls to wear it."

"okay, so i brought-" jay stops in his tracks. shocked to see sunghoon in a maid outfit. "your milk tea...what the fuck happened to you."

"jake happened. that spawn of satan made me wear this as a punishment."

jay laughs. "well, he has great taste. you look good, my dearest friend. the finest lady ever." jay smacks sunghoon's shoulders. sunghoon groans.

“this is embarrassing. why did he have to make me do this?” sunghoon whines.

“you could’ve just…idk not do it?” jay says.

“but my job is at stake.” sunghoon huffs.

“well buddy then I can’t help you.” jay shrugs. sunghoon deadpans.

“you were of no help the moment you walked in.”

“boo hoo, you’re sounding like a little baby.” jay argues back.

“ohoho you’re getting on my nerves-”

“can you two just shut the fuck up?” you say as you stood in between them. sunghoon and jay don’t try to argue any further. they kept quiet.

“good, now why is jake doing all of this?”

“bro code, sorry cant tell.” sunghoon shrugs.

“yeah, all we can say is…he planned something huge for you.”

“we’ve been dating for 3 months. if jake proposes to me, I swear to god.” sunghoon freezes. “park sunghoon, for the love of god. please tell me he’s not proposing to me. it’s been 3 months.”

“ehem, no spoilers.” he does jazz hands to stop the awkward tension from rising. jay deadpans and smacks the back of sunghoon’s head.

“he’s not proposing, don’t worry.”

“okay, good.” you sighed out. while you’d love to have a marriage with jake, you feel like this would be too fast for you to process. sure, jake would be an amazing husband from the past few gestures in the last 3 months but you weren’t physically ready to become a wife just yet.

sunghoon gets a call. with a couple of hums and grunts from him, the call ends and he stares at you.

“alright, sim jaeyun awaits for you. heeseung hyung is driving you there. he’s waiting downstairs, m’lady.” he does a curtsy once again. jay bursts out laughing.

“you should get a wig, it would really do you justice.” jay mentions as he tries to stop himself from laughing harder.

sunghoon glares at jay, “escort her or I will kick you with these high heel boots.”

jay wipes the tears of joy as he laughs, “okay okay. I’ll escort her. come with me, (name).”

and so jay drags you out to the carpark of the building. heeseung waits for you, he holds out the door for you and he bows.

“welcome.”

“heeseung, what the hell are you doing?”

“play along, jake is paying me big money for this. ehem.” he holds out his hand. “let’s get you to your requested venue.”

“okay…” you were a little suspicious but you still went along with it.

after a couple of turns and red lights, finally you made it to the venue. it was an apartment building, felix held out the door for you to walk in. heeseung bows and leaves.

“lix, why are you here?”

“jake asked us all to be here.”

“oh, he is definitely proposing.”

“mmm, not what you think but I shall just. keep my mouth shut. ningning and gaeul are waiting for you by the elevator, go ahead.” he shows you the direction.

and so you made your way over.

“pause.” ningning says as soon as you stood in front of them. “we need to put you in the most beautiful outfit.”

they both dragged you inside one of the rooms, next thing you knew. you were being put into different variety of clothing and when they finally found the most perfect one. they slapped on some makeup for you. the clapped their hands.

“perfect!” ningning says.

“jake is gonna fall for you all over again!” gaeul adds. you couldn’t help but blush.

gaeul and ningning pulls you back to the elevators, they clicked on the last floor. a penthouse but why are you going here? the elevator dings and the opens wide, right to the floor of the penthouse. not a single door in sight. it just leads right into the home. your jaw drops.

there jake was, standing in a tuxedo. he steps forward and lets a key dangle down his two fingers. you tilt your head because what did he mean by this. his free hand reaches out for yours and holds it. it was warm and soft. the sparkles in his eyes, glimmering under the light.

“(name).” jake starts off.

“our relationship has had a rocky start, I hurt you twice and somehow…you still chose me in the end. I don’t deserve you. you’re the prettiest girl ever and I’m just a boy who’s hopelessly in love. I-I want to be with you forever and I know it’s too early to say that, we’re only 3 months into our relationship. however, I promise to be with you till the very end so instead of a promise ring…how about a promise house?” he throws a small awkward smile at the end. unsure if you’d even accept it.

“oh jaeyun…” you gave him a big hug. he nuzzles his face at the crook of your neck. “yes, I’ll move in with you.”

“SHE SAID YES!!!” jake screams. confetti poppers were set out and your friends were happily yelling congratulations. jake jumps around with you in his arms.

“oh oh! I have to show you something!” he drags you upstairs, to which it leads to the rooftop garden.

your jaw drops at the view. it was…perfect.

“do you like it?”

“of course!” you hugged him once more.

“we can play around with Layla up here if she doesn’t want to go downstairs. I need to dog-proof up here though. kinda dangerous for her still.”

“we can settle this later, for now…I LOVE YOU!!!” you gave him kisses all over his face. jake squeals, his adorable smile plastered right on his face.

and so…the tale of yours and jake’s relationship continues…

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a/n: l-last chapter of Collie Duty😭😭😭 anyways, thank you for following this story with much love like Twitter Sucks!, Business Proposal and Jam Out. I had a lot of fun creating all the previous SMAUs and including this one! Be sure to look forward to the alternative chapter and MineStream whenever that comes out🩵🩵

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[graysdarling]

✦ DAD!JAMIE HEADCANONS ˎˊ˗

- pairing: dad!jameson hawthorne x mom!reader

- summery: headcanons about dad jamie <3

- warnings: fluff, domestic life, married reader, literal babies, baby problems, family life, both dad jamie because i cant see him with only a boy but i also cant see him with only a girl

- words: tbr

- belle speaks: requested by an anon here! SORRY THIS WAS SO LATE IVE BEEN BUSY LATELY WITH MY BIRTHDAY COMING SOON😿 GRAHHGG

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✰ he’d totally be the type of dad to try to purposely try to embarrass his kids. whether it be teasing them about their crushes, or telling embarrassing stories about them to their friends.

✰ he lowkey will try to cause chaos with his kids. not enough to annoy you persa, but just enough to make you and the kids laugh.

✰ oh you KNOW he’d be spending money all on his kids. of course he only knows a bit about clothes so you’ll have to come along to help.

✰ he’d make a gmail account for them and make little riddles for them that get harder whenever they grow up.

✰ he’ll be the fun chill dad that everybody loves but he might be a bit overprotective at times like whenever his daughter gets a date.

✰ he’d totally be the type of dad to try to purposely try to embarrass his kids. whether it be teasing them about their crushes, or telling embarrassing stories about them to their friends.

✰ totally will get mad if one of your kids gets into a fight but the second you’re gone he’d be all like “who won?” and “did you beat them up?”

✰ when they were born, he’d just hold their little hands and stare at them. he’d also cry a bit too.

✰ you’ll DEFINITELY be naming them. either it was because of a dare that jameson had to name his future child lighting mcqueen or he’d just wanted to for fun. though those will probably be small nicknames for them soon (much to your demise)

✰ if they’re into sports, he’d definitely go to their games and scream his head off. you’d have to practically smack your hand over his mouth to shut him up lol

✰ he wouldn’t be worried that he’ll be a bad father but he’ll sometimes wonder if he’s doing the right thing or not. he won't really dwindle on it but he’ll ask that to you before bed.

“hey, do you think i’m a good father?” “of course, jamie, why?” “just wondering.”

✰ totally will play dress up with his daughter. he’ll be INTO the act too, whether he was the knight, prince, or princess, he’d act it for her. you and his son would just be trying so hard not to laugh.

✰ lowkey will make them watch pixar, disney, all those movies. he’ll totally make sure they’re watching cars too. (his son realized why he always called him lighting then)

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Series Masterlist

Chapter 3: Return

If he thought his first days with you as an escort was bad, this must be hell itself. Not only is the new girl he’s been assigned incredibly annoying with her constant, personal questions that are borderlining appropriate, but she’s also a teacher's pet to the higher ups. Whilst avoiding Chris’ questions is difficult, it seemed like she was desperate for them from the way she constantly fed back every little detail to him and any other higher up she ‘accidentally’ bumped into. Even you would’ve given more vague answers to Chris, and hell, you looked like you wanted Leon dead for half the time you were there.

Today he's in the middle of his workout, which consists of avoiding paperwork with the excuse of situps, when all of a sudden, she pops her head above him. Naturally, it startles him and he internally groans when her forced high pitched voice fills his ears. Damn, did she really need to try and give him a headache? “Leon, you haven't even done one piece of paperwork today!” She whines, only one sheet of paper in her hands. Did she even do her paperwork?!

Lord, you’d never call him by his name either, always ‘Kennedy’ and well, he’s not even sure if he can pronounce your surname— that made escort his go to. Now he has this bunny like girl practically hopping in his vision every minute of the day. “Yeah, yeah, it’ll be done by the end of today.” He doesnt know when he started to compare everything she did to how you did— when did he even pay attention to all of your mannerisms? Every time it starts to form in his head he has to push it out again, forcing himself up from the ground as his muscles strain.

Whenever she'd give feedback to the higher ups, he’d only receive more stern glares from them the next day. Sure he wasn't exactly the most motivated here but damn, did he really deserve being ogled like he was wearing a clown suit? He knew he was a pawn, blackmailed by the DSO just so they could have someone who’d do anything they’d ask. It seemed fruitless before to even try to be better, even with your encouraging, but he found himself enjoying working out again. He was finally beginning to enjoy the feeling of aching muscles when he climbed into bed rather than the pounding hangover waiting for him in the morning. But with this girl just constantly getting on his nerves in all the worst ways, not even giving him a chance to prove himself before she’s telling him about his assignment next week and the paperwork that’s all due.

His head feels heavy from the whisky he had downed last night; Sunday’s were always the worst for him, far too many memories that were allowed to run free due to the lack of activity. Now he walks the halls, pissed since the new escort is too much of a goody two shoes to even fetch him a coffee in work hours, and now he has Chris practically on his tail for slacking off.

“Oh? Kennedy’s old escort? Yeah, she couldn't even afford the job. I don't even know why they give people like her the good roles and we just get a short placement!” One of the interns complains as he’s about to turn the corner and he stops dead in his tracks. Couldn’t afford the job? What the hell did that mean?

“I heard she couldn't even afford her flight for her escort job. Isn't that kind of pathetic? I mean, why even take the job?” The other interns giggle along, boasting about how they’d be such good escorts and gushing over the agents they would follow around all day. However Leon’s mind is too occupied with the fact that you hadn’t quit the job because you got fed up with him, no, it was only due to money. Despite that, he cant let that sway him now, life is better without you. He’s just.. not being optimistic about it. Two more beers, that’s what he needs, he’s definitely too sober if he’s missing you.

The next week is painfully long, trying to stray every thought from it’s destined path that is you. It’s like you consume him, a constant reminder that one, he’s not a good agent and two, you’re the only one who can save his sorry ass. It’s tempting, almost too much, the idea of walking into your office, slamming his hands down on the desk and just telling you to get back in the DSO right now before he drags you. Nicely, of course. And with his hair actually brushed out, and clean clothing and definitely not stinking of any beer. No, he cant give in so quickly— he’s surely more resilient than this.. right?

It’s been three weeks since you’ve left and now you have an annoyed Leon at your box desk, which is more of a table you just use as a foot rest at this point. You raise an eyebrow at him as he complains on and on about the new girl, how she wont shut up and just keeps going on and on about his misconduct. “Well, you aren't exactly doing your job. I cant blame her.” You shrug, knowing well that she’s somewhat trying to do her job as well. He steps round your desk and sits on the edge, tossing a packet of sweets in your lap as a peace offering. “No— you don't understand. She will not stop talking about it. All the time. ‘Have you done the paperwork?’ ‘Why didn't you do the paperwork’ ‘When will you do the paperwork?’. I was on a mission!” He exclaims, still keeping his voice hushed since apparently to him she has ‘eyes everywhere’. You couldn't help but feel a tad bit bad for him though— it’s clear that this situation needed to be approached differently, like you had done previously, considering he had a serious alcohol problem and all she was doing was rubbing salt into the wound.

You sigh, ripping open the sweets he brought, before he changed his mind, and popping one into your mouth absentmindedly. “I’ve quit already, Leon, nothing I can do about that anymore.” Licking the sugar from your lips, you shrug, not bothering to keep up with honorifics now that you’re not under his rule anymore.

“Well, there’s not much I can do when they’re constantly blackmailing me.” He scoffs again but he has a chance this time; a small one and particularly not the best one but definitely one. It’s a risk, but when has Leon not taken a risk? He’d be indebted to you in more ways than one, but you don't need to know that.. for now. “Look…” He pauses, letting out a reluctant sigh as he steals a sweet out the packet, chewing it down while he averts his gaze. “I’ll pay for all your fees. I just need you back there, asap, you’re like.. the only one who can do it.”

You pause, jaw slightly dropped by his words but no, not the last ones. “Wait— what?” Your eyebrow raises at him, surprised by what he had just revealed. He grits his teeth, annoyed by your insistence of making him repeat himself and continues to keep his gaze tightly averted. “I said.. I'd pay for it.. and uh.. I kind of need yo-“

“No— no, they blackmailed you?!” You say in shock, repeating his words back to him. That explained so much more now, especially from how he just always seemed to teeter on the edge but never completely over. Some days it was clear he hated the job with all his might, only wanting to get doused in alcohol until the sun returned. But others it was like it was his passion, his livelihood, but most of the time he wanted to leave. Even so, he never did, even when he was practically pushing a suspension. This explained so much.

He finally snaps his gaze back to you at your surprise, nodding slowly as his face hardens as he remembers. “It’s a.. long story. I saved a kid from the Raccoon City incident.” He begins and your eyes immediately widen, knowing that name as much as every American citizen did these days. It was a terrible thing, a freakish ‘accident’, and you had no idea he had experienced it. After all, most of the few who survived didn’t particularly last long unfortunately. “The DSO, they make me work for them in order for her to be safe until she’s of age.”

He murmurs, hands gripping the edge of the table and suddenly it’s like your perspective has shifted. After all, you cant argue with a man whose put up with horrifying scenes all year round in order to keep a little girl he isn't even related to, safe.

This is so much more than the drunken bastard you knew before, so much more than the lazy agent that couldn't do anything. “I should’ve expected that.. when had the government ever been completely clean?” He nods slowly, agreeing with your words before he takes another sweet, chewing the sugar down. “I don't hate it. I still want to fight for the country, to save the people. I just..”

You don't need him to explain, so you nod your head in agreement, pushing your legs off the desk as you stand up from the squeaky office chair you were sat upon.

“Alright, fine. Let’s get that girl a new job, and return mine.”

It only takes around three days for you to get settled back into the office again, Leon being kind enough for once to carry some boxes back to your little desk in the DSO. You cant lie and say you havent missed it, or maybe you just hate looking through boring emails all the damn time. “Thanks.”

You say with a small grin as he places down the box onto your desk, helping replug in the wires back into the plug sockets. He just clears his throat in response, muttering something about it not being a big deal and ‘expected of an agent’. He sticks in the last usb cable, dusting his hands as you pick up your mug, heading to grab your morning pick me up. “I’ll see you in the breakroom.” You hum, before pausing and giving him a small smirk. “But i expect all the paperwork you’re required to finish before the end of it.” He can only roll his eyes, crossing his arms over his chest as he gives you his cocky smirk that hasnt shown up in a while.

“I’ll get it here before you can take your last sip.” He’s about to turn and head off, as he usually does after saying his one liners. This time he pauses, slightly facing you as he fiddles with the pens in your pot. “For the record— no escort should have to pay those fees so I'm just doing what’s expected. Not a favour.” With that being said, he’s off, not allowing you to challenge his claim since he knows damn well that’s not the real reason in the slightest.

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[with-my-calamitous-love]

LOOSE LIPS SINK SHIPS

osamu dazai x reader

ADA! dazai

PM! reader

the anxiety of your relationship with dazai tears down your walls of safety.

to couples all around you, love was bright. love was warm and love was beautiful. love was a sacred, precious glow that engulfed only the souls who were lucky enough to grasp it.

for you, however, love was something very different.

love was a sly bastard. love knew many secrets and deals it shouldn’t have. love was risky and restless. love chewed its nails to a pulp in anxiety. love tossed and turned at night replaying arguments over and over again and winning each time. love knew no bounds, but that only allowed it to tarnish yours and your lovers souls each passing day.

you swiped on your phone so many times you may as well have been abusing it, all to see the timestamps of his texts. the last text he sent you, letting you know that he had made it home safely, was at 9:20 pm. it was now 9:26. a six minute difference. only 360 seconds had passed since you had last heard from him. and your heart raced like it had never before.

where the fuck was he?

what if something happened to him? what if the other executives know? what if mori sent someone after him because they somehow know? what if something already happened and you’re too late? what if you already lost him and you cant get him back and he won’t come back and-

bzzt!

osamu: you need to stop worrying, [n/n]

9:28 pm

you had hopelessly fallen for dazai the moment you walked through his office doors. you were a mere subordinate for the port mafia, a skilled and sly agent who knew more than most how to sneak around. the world beat you down into the cement and forced you into a corner, and the only way out was to live on the wrong side of the law. you didn’t have the time, money or even the energy to think of another way out.

and you knew your dazai well. you knew that the life of the port mafia was never going to last forever, at least not for him. you saw it in his eyes, the way he longed to do something more. almost as much as he longed for you. and it was that final push of losing someone that allowed him to leave. and you were proud.

but. you also wanted to be selfish.

did finding his reason living mean no longer loving you?

you didn’t want to find out.

dazai had left in a hurry that night. it was one quick goodbye hug and one quick kiss that also managed to slow down time all together. if there was one thing you wanted to do, it was to freeze time on the moment his lips were still your lips. the ones only you could kiss. the ones that bared your name like no one else. were they still yours?

you had lost track of how long it had truly been. maybe a few months, if you had to guess. recently, mori had promoted you to executive status. you were conflicted, replacing the role your lover had escaped, but you knew this way you’d be safe. you would never have to worry about the burdens that pushed you into a life of crime in the first place. you could finally be secure, be free.

but you couldn’t be secure. you couldn’t feel safe. not when dazai still haunted you.

the relationship, if you could call it that, was a strange one. you would text every day, but wouldn’t dare to press the call button because you knew you’d burst into flames upon hearing his voice again. that didn’t cancel out the temptation, however. texts were sometimes short and vague, and other times profound declarations of life and love. you read those every single day.

did dazai find his reason living? did he still love you? does he know you still love him and its driving you insane?

you never figured that out. but a tiny part of you holds onto that. not the love, but the hope that love is there. maybe you’d feel those lips again. maybe you’d feel his bandaged heart again. maybe. 

osamu: goodnight [y/n]

10:07 pm

[cocogrrrl]

soft launching

yn, a streamer, eases the audience into the slow reveal of their boyfriend, kyle.

kyle broflovski x streamer!gn!reader no cws all fluff 😾 wc: 1399

CinnamunHunny donated 5$!: can you say “yn has zero pull” it’s my dog’s birthday please please please it would make her the happiest dog in the world

You read the donation sent on your screen. You jokingly scoffed, rolling your eyes. This was just typical usual banter between you and your fans. Sure, sometimes they were absolutely ruthless, but you loved them despite that.

“Chat, that’s not nice! I’ll have you know that I actually have a boyfriend.” You pouted.

Immediately, the responses were polarizing. Some asked to see him, and some said that you were making him up. You laughed at a few that said he was just a figment of your imagination.

m30wm30w: i bet yn’s js gonna say that their bf is paul dano or something

“Okay, whoever just said that I’m gonna fake out and say my boyfriend is Paul Dano is wrong because it would actually be Michael Cera.” You laughed, seeing the rest of the comments flood in quickly, not even getting enough time to read a good number of them. “I do have a boyfriend, though. I promise!”

For the remainder of the stream, the chat kept on bringing up your boyfriend. Sometimes you’d tease them a bit, describing how he is but never revealing too much. Most of the time, though, you decided to ignore it in the most polite way possible.

What would your boyfriend think about you revealing his identity? Honestly, he doesn’t care. You two have talked it out long ago already. When you started dating around six months ago, you came to the conclusion to lie low.

At first, he wanted things to be kept secret, having only your friends and family know. After a while, though, when the conversation was brought up again, he noted that he didn’t mind if you mentioned him. He said you two could slowly build up to his reveal whenever the both of you are ready to do so.

And so that’s what you did.

That night, you finally broke the news to him. It was after your stream. You were snuggled up on his chest as you scrolled through Twitter, noting your name slowly trending because of the news you broke earlier.

“Babe,” you called, sitting up straight to look at him. He answered you with silence, attention was placed on you. “Finally told them about us.”

Kyle immediately knew what you meant by ‘them.’ “Yeah, you think I didn’t see it?”

“Hmm, I was debating on it.” You hummed, finding your place back on his chest again. “You’re not mad?”

“Why would I be? We’ve already talked about this, and you already know I’m fine with it.” He smiled, grabbing your face by the sides and laying a swift kiss on it.

“Yeah, thanks, Kyle. I love you.” You giggled, rising once more to return the kiss.

So that’s how it went on for the next few weeks. You continued to tease the chat with the idea of your boyfriend, most of them believing you despite the numerous amount of “I’m sure he’s just a figment of your imagination.” jokes that came along the way.

That was all great until you actually confirmed his existence from the perspective of your chat one day.

You were in a Just Chatting stream, not really having the energy to do your usual act but still wanting to interact with your fans. Kyle was across the room, scrolling through his phone as you were streaming. The chat was flaming you once more since the topic of your boyfriend was brought up.

“He is real! In fact, he’s here right now.” You said, turning your head to Kyle, who looked back at you with a wave. “Babe, say ‘hi’ for me.”

“Hi, chat!” He called from across the room. “I’m YN’s partner, and I love them very much.”

“Okay, don’t flatter me too much. I might combust if you do.” You laughed, blowing him a kiss. You felt your cheeks heat up, and so you found yourself rubbing your temple to hide them.

hhhhdong: nawhhh i cant believe yn actually paid an actor to act as their bf 💀💀💀

“Chat, I did not pay an actor! I don’t have enough money to do that.”

After the stream, you and Kyle were cuddled up again. Your social battery was completely drained, so spending some time in his arms would help you recharge again.

“Your chat is ruthless, YN.” Kyle laughed, burying his face in the crook of your neck.

“They’re funny, though. Besides, I’m not really hurt at all.” 

You felt like this whole “build-up reveal” thing was fun. It felt like Kyle was a secret you had to yourself. In a weird way, this whole thing felt sweet and exciting to you. You knew why you kept things private, of course, but it was fun to slowly show the world how much you loved him and how proud you were to have him as your boyfriend. Granted, a bunch of the comments still just claim that Kyle’s just a life-size cardboard cutout of Michael Cera.

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“When do you think you’ll be ready to, like, show your face?” You asked, leaning onto his shoulder as he did his work.

“Well,” he sighed, sitting up to look at you. “I think I’m ready for it. I barely have a presence online.” He laughed. “The question is if you’re ready for people to peer their heads in your life even further.”

“I suppose you’re right.” You hummed. “I wanna show you off, though, Kyle. I want everyone to know that you are the most perfect person alive—and that you’re not a customized photocard of young Jack Black.”

He laughed in response, cupping your face as he gave you a peck on the nose.

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A week later, you find yourself promptly naming your stream “BF REVEAL (REAL) (NOT CLICKBAIT).” You set up your camera, tested your mic, and all that jazz as you waited for your fans to come in. Kyle was beside you the whole time you were preparing things, just barely out of the camera’s sight.

Once you turned on your camera, comments started pouring in, asking where he is. You wanted to ease them into it, ready yourself as your chat did. After a bit of banter between you and the chat, you were finally prepared to show your boyfriend. 

“Okay, chat. Here’s my boyfriend, Kyle!” As soon as you said that, he came on screen and waved.

“Hello,” he greeted with a sense of meekness to it. “I am, indeed, YN’s boyfriend. I’m not being paid or forced to do this at all.” He lightheartedly joked.

“Oh, my god. Not you too.” You laughed. “But yes! This is Kyle. We’ve been together for about eight months.” You had the biggest grin on your face as you talked to and about him, rocking back and forth in your seat as if you weren’t able to contain your happiness.

You got mixed reactions, some driving the “He’s being held hostage” joke to home, but mostly comments invested in your relationship. For the former, you two just made a silent understanding to just skim through those, ignoring most of them.

“So how are you liking them so far?” You whispered in his ear, bringing your mic farther away from you two.

“Overwhelming, but definitely fun.” He murmured back.

“Yeah, that’s what you said to Stan after our first date, right?” You laughed, your voice a little louder now but still mostly indiscernible to your viewers.

“My god,” he rolled his eyes, moving his hand to your scalp to mess it up.

“You aren’t denying it, though!” Your voice was now booming, your audience could definitely hear you now. 

“I’m not confirming or denying anything!” He laughed.

“Uhuh,” you sarcastically replied, nodding as you leaned into him briefly to give him a kiss on the lips. “Totally.”

Your chat was now exploding.

mattstonestoes: PDA WTF

csvismz: theyre so cute i 🥹🥹🥹🫶🫶

gorrilass: get that shit away from me 

ppp0ppy: this is not for the eyes of god!!!!!!

lkkopi: MICHAEL CERA NO I THOUGHT YOU WERE MARRIED

rosesandlavenders: WAHHHH 💗💗💗💗

dennysofficial: MY OTP ☹️☹️

You shared a laugh with Kyle, reading the comments. This went better than you would’ve expected. Despite everything, you were just glad that you could finally go public and show the world your wonderful boyfriend.