#did i mention it's a a/b/o au WHOOPS

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hey, did you know i have an assortment of GOT/HOTD OCs because i do

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❝𝙎𝙏𝙐𝘿𝙔 𝙎𝙀𝙎𝙃.ᐟ❞

A. ARLERT + YEAGER!F. READER

𝙨𝙪����𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙮 ; eren made your grade in history drop 'cause he's a fat jerk! so what better way to get back at your dear brother than to fuck his best friend behind his back?

𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 ; smut, fluff, aftercare, riding, p in v, nerd!armin, kinda slut!reader, eren being eren, like two flashbacks, armin being a sorta good best friend, praise, petnames (baby), kinda switch!armin, childhood crush to lovers, reader having a HUGEE crush on 'minnie >o<, seduction, loverboy! armin, eren being jean's #1 h8r, round two hinted at end, college au, lingere, armin wears glasses cuz i said so >:( !!, kinda sappy, unedited might do it l8r idk, science shit cuz im a nerd, skin color not mentioned

Eren was the worst big brother ever. 

You wouldn’t have chosen to live with him if housing wasn’t so expensive and you two didn’t go to the same college because he’s annoying as shit. He always holds it against you that you’re living with him whenever you tell him to leave you alone. He was probably the worst person ever to be honest and what he had done yesterday was not helping his case one bit.

See, eren was a coffee person and not one of those regular coffee people. The ones that go insane without their dark roast.

Not so surprising when he’s a college student but he’d never been once before being enrolled so you still weren’t used to him drinking it so when he went into your room saying he forgot something in there with a mug in his hand, you didn’t think much of it and stayed in your spot on the couch watching some random Netflix show you liked, you’d watched it a thousand times but it still entertained you but not enough that you didn’t hear eren curse from your room.

When you rushed up to go inside and ask what in the fuck he did, you couldn't even speak when you saw dark brown liquid spilled all over your five-page essay that was on your desk and there was no saving these, they were completely soaked and the words were mixing because of the wetness of the paper. You cursed your professor for making you write it on paper because this could easily happen. And with Eren being as clumsy as he is, of course, he was the one to make it happen.

He didn’t even care that much either! He just said ‘Whoops, sorry.’ and left, he didn’t offer to redo it for you or anything! And because of him, your grade in history has dropped by a lot. Like a B to an F-. You didn’t even know an F- was possible!

Eren was going to pay for this one way or another, but the issue with upsetting him was that Eren didn’t care about most things in the world. You could cut his hair in his sleep and he’d just get a new haircut, you could key his car and he’d be mad but he’d probably do worse to you. You could tell Mikasa about all the embarrassing dreams he’s had about her but he’d just deny it and then punch you later.

But the one thing that would send Eren off the rails was getting with one of his friends. Eren didn’t care if you were friends with his friends but if you even thought about liking one of them, he’d shut that shit down immediately. The idea of you getting with any of his friends disgusted him and he never wanted it to happen which is why you were going to do that; not only were you going to do that but you were going to do it behind his back which would just piss him off more once he eventually found out.

Sure it was extreme but it was the only thing that would actually fuck with him and that wasn’t your fault plus he was friends with a bunch of hot people…including, Armin.

Armin Arlert. Eren’s best friend since they were little kids, you often saw him a lot in your childhood and still saw him a lot in the present and you liked that. Armin was a cutie ever since you guys were young, even with his long hair he was a cutie but now that he cut it short, he was hot. So with your choice of revenge and Armin being hot, you practically had everything laid out.

You didn’t know how Eren would find out or if you would tell him but you got the seduction and the fucking part down! That’s all you needed honestly.

Most of this was so you could get back at Eren but at the same time, some of it was because you had the tiniest crush on Armin ever since you both were little kids. Even though you’ve fucked a bunch of guys, had them sleep over, and dated a lot, your micro feelings for Armin were always resting in the back of your head coming to the surface when you were alone in your room with your hand between your thighs in your panties and a pillow pressed to your face to block your moans.

You’ve been doing that for quite a while as you’ve wanted Armin for years.

Since his junior year and your sophomore when you two landed in the same mixed gym class, he had his blonde bob and wore glasses during that time but you still wanted him. That one class when some loser let his hand slip and hit you in the face with a dodgeball; Armin was helping you to your feet with his hand accidentally cupping your ass which he, of course, apologized for but you didn’t mind. Not at all.

You wanted to tell him that so badly but of course there was Eren ruining everything after he got done yelling at that loser for hitting you. For the first time ever, eren decided to be a good big brother and not let Zeke fill that role instead and take you to the nurse when all you wanted was for Armin to take you there. You thought you’d get him to take you another way if he did but of course, Eren had to be a cock-block even when you both got back to class.

“Ah is she okay!?” Armin asked loudly as he rushed over to you and Eren as you both walked through the gymnasium doors with you holding a paper towel to your nose that was just running with blood in hopes that it wouldn’t continue its rapid flow. Eren took his arm from around your shoulders as he hummed “Yeah, she’s okay. It’s not broken or anything.” Armin let out a relieved sigh at your brother's words as he pushed his rectangle-framed glasses up while you shamelessly stared at him in his gym uniform that seemed a little too tight for him. You could see his scrawny body with little to no muscle (he’s working on it okay!) through his shirt.

Armin made eye contact with you “That’s good, thought we’d have to call Zeke to get you.” He said sweetly which made a smile appear on your face but it quickly fell at the sound of your brother’s voice “Yeah, thought I’d have to get Ymir and beat the hell out of that guy.” Ugh, he was annoying. Eren knew he couldn’t kick anyone's ass even if he had Superman’s powers and yet he was still saying he would.

Of course, Armin looked at him concerningly but said nothing and shook his head before turning to you once more “I’m just glad you’re okay.” He told you comfortingly as he embraced you into a hug with his hands resting on your lower back, you wished that they went even lower like they did before but what he whispered next into your ear really made you want that “Don’t tell Eren about earlier, ‘kay? He’d be so mad.”

He said it like he meant to put his hands on your ass which contradicted his previous apology and it riled you up and made your childhood crush really blossom and now…you had finally gotten your chance to act out all those fantasies and thoughts you had due to his words and piss Eren off at the same time. It’s like a dream come true!

So when you were getting ready to go to Armin's dorm on college campus for your study session that was hopefully going to turn into more, you made sure to put on the cutest black lace thong with a matching bra that was practically see-through, you could see the darkness of your nipples showing through the fabric before you put on your skimpy top and tight-fitting shorts.

Falsies fluttered constantly as you looked through them peering up at Armin’s dorm door waiting for him to come and open the door for you and his study session. You perked up at the sound of the door unlocking before it opened revealing the blonde already staring at you but his gaze turned confused very quickly and you knew why. 

You looked stupid, didn’t you? Here for a study session and yet there was nothing in your hands, no books, no pencil, nothing. Everything you needed was in the pockets of your shorts, your phone, and of course a condom. “Hi Armin, can I come in?” You questioned looking him up and down, he was wearing the white tee and grey sweatpants combo that almost made you drop to your knees while foaming at the mouth clawing at the waistband of his pants in the middle of this hallway.

His blue eyes drifted down to your boobs that were practically out of your shirt but quickly returned to your face that had gained a promiscuous smirk at the drifting of his gaze “Uh y-yeah, sure.” Armin stammered shaking his head seemingly to snap himself out of a trance that your body put him in. He moved out of the way and let you walk inside the dorm room that he shared with Bertholdt but clearly, the male wasn’t here which would make this all the easier for you “So what do you need help with exactly, you didn’t bring anything?” Armin asked his voice less nervous than it was before as he closed the door and leaned against it while his eyes followed your body as you sat on the edge of his neatly-done bed kicking your shoes off.

You blinked your falsies at him as you leaned back on your palms “A lot, I just thought I’d watch you y’know…do some of the work.” You replied making sure to purse your glossy lips out a bit with your words as you gazed at the blonde that was inching closer to you “I think it’s easier if I watch someone like you do it.” It wasn’t a lie, you weren’t very good at science and Armin was but you were playing it up a little bit. Like you needed him…well you did just not in the way you were telling him.

Armin nervously crept over to his desk that had his PC and everything on it which was sometimes used to play video games loudly with Eren, Connie, and Jean but its main use was for school work “What do you mean?” He asked as you stood up grabbed a chair from Bertholdt’s side of the room and sat down right next to Armin who was glancing down at your cleavage and your thighs, and who knows what he was looking at when your back was turned. You never took Armin for a perv but you weren’t hating the idea of that.

“I mean smart people, eren’s useless so he can’t help me and Mikasa never has time. She’s always with Eren in his room.” You blabber watching as Armin’s blue eyes were focused on his computer screen which was now showing the science homework you two had and you saw all his little glimpses toward you and your chest but you didn’t say anything and sat there all pretty like you had no clue what he was doing. When for the first time ever you knew.

Whenever Armin talked about things he liked such as the ocean, ‘nerd stuff’, and whatnot, you were the only one who really listened. Like actually listened to the point when he referenced something from previous conversations, you were the only one who remembered every single thing. It was a miracle that no one knew about your crush, well no one cared to say anything because if pretty much any of the guys knew, they’d definitely say something and laugh at you for doing something so stupid that would make Eren murder someone.

Armin’s cheeks turned pink at the mention of Eren and Mikasa's private relations “What about the times he’s not?” You merely shook your head at his question as you watched him solve the science problems easily “It’s still easier to watch you. You’re smarter than Eren.” You said wrapping your arms around Armin’s and leaning against him snuggling your head into his shoulder and you felt Armin tense up at this action but he didn’t say anything about it.

“Thanks, (n/n),” Armin said with a sheepish smile as he glanced down at you before back at the computer screen. You placed your other hand on his thigh not wanting to waste any time here because Bertholdt could be back any minute, you didn’t even know where he was but you just didn’t want him to come back anytime soon.

A whimper let out from Armin’s lips as you began to rub his thigh gently moving your hand up closer to his crotch but only subtly though he could tell. Armin could tell anytime you touched him compared to someone else's no matter where you put your hands. Your hands were gentle when they touched him almost like you were scared to touch him. You weren’t.

You wanted to be as close to him as possible and savored every touch you got with him, you were definitely going to savor this night even if it was just a one-time thing “You’ve always been smart Armin…I thought it was cute.” You muttered softly as you looked up at the male who was already looking down at you nervously, his expression was so cute! His flushed face, his nervous gaze, and how he was nearly sweating just by your hand on his thigh.

“I still do y’know.” Your hand trailed up to the waistband of his sweatpants but you didn’t do anything but sink your fingertips past them just pulling them away from his skin and letting it slap back against his soft pale flesh. His skinny hand came down and placed itself on top of yours stopping you as you felt warmness overtake your skin “We–...We shouldn’t do this (n/n).” The blonde male said as he looked down at you like he was scared but he was obviously enjoying it with the movement you felt coming from his sweatpants.

The clacking of his keyboard had stopped and it was now silent in the room “Do you not want to?” You asked slowly drawing your hand away but his hand which was just resting on top of yours now had a tight hold on yours and was holding it in place which startled you, it was a drastic change from how gentle he always was with just his hand on yours.

Armin looked away as if he was ashamed of his actions “I just think Eren would be mad.” You knew that was coming soon, Armin was a lot of things, and stupid was definitely not one of them, not even a little bit and you knew he’d catch onto what you were trying to do and tell you something about Eren and blah blah blah but you obviously didn’t care much for that, only what he really wanted to do.

With his hold on your hand, it’s obvious he didn’t want you to go anywhere but you still had to make sure “But do you want to?” You questioned again ignoring his previous statement about your brother and how he might disapprove of it. Eren was a dick and if he wanted to play that card, you could too. You could be a dick by riding his best friend’s.

Armin stared down at you for a while thinking about what he should say and what it would mean if he said something “Yes but–” With that, your fingers went back to his waistband but this time you were gently pulling them down but not completely yet, just teasingly “...what if eren finds out? He’ll be so mad at me.” Armin continued saying those words he said in high school but a bit differently and the context behind it was very different and not just a small accident.

You glanced down at the band of his Nike Pros before looking back up at him through your lashes “I don’t care. Why do you? You want it right?” Armin was quick to nod at your question making a smile stretch across your glossy lips as you ran the tip of your finger over the Nike Logo on his boxers “Yeah…I guess he doesn’t have to find out, right?” Armin said leaning back in his chair his eyes locked on your fingers just wanting them to inch closer to his crotch nearly bitting into the softness of his pink bottom lip that was almost the same color as the apples of his cheeks that showed his enjoyment and flustered feeling.

You shook your head not breaking eye contact with him “I won’t say anything.” You said seductively allowing your hands to slip past the waistband of his boxers and into the small bush of his blonde pubes before lowering it further to his cock.

Armin’s back arched slightly as he felt your hands wrap around him “I w-won’t say anything either.” He sputtered out as you moved your hand up and down while remaining eye contact with him, god you were such a bitch. Keeping eye contact with him while slowly jerking him off knowing it’d make him more embarrassed and completely bricked.

You leaned up releasing your hold on his arm and pressing a kiss to his lips that were letting out small whimpers and grunts. It grew sloppy very fast with Armin being eager. His hips were bucking up into your hand and his hands were just by his side not knowing where to go or what to touch, maybe your wrist? Your waist? Your shoulder? Or should he just keep them where they were? His mind was full of just you and only you that he couldn’t even think straight and you hadn’t even really begun to do anything yet.

You moaned into his mouth as he did the same before gently pulling away with a thin string of saliva connecting you two, your lip gloss was now on his lips and even around it, you could only imagine what it looked like on your lips now. Armin watched as your head tilted down to the movement you were causing in the confinements of his pants before you looked right back at him tilting your head curiously.

“Can I?” Armin wasn’t sure exactly what you were asking here but he had an idea so he nodded ferociously but when your hand left his pants, he got confused.

When he saw you beginning to take off your panties and shorts in one go, that’s when he caught on and began to do the same. He lifted his hips to slide off his grey sweatpants and then his all-black Nike Pros allowing both of the clothing articles to pool at his ankles as he sat there awkwardly waiting for you.

You grinned up at Armin before transferring yourself to his lap using it as a chair but you were just hovering over him now with your knees on each side of him supporting your body as you lined him up with your dripping cunt.

Armin’s hands instinctively went to your waist as you rested on his shoulders. The male stared up at you as you carefully perfected the lineup to make sure he didn’t miss the hole, he’d wanted you for the longest and he finally was going to get you. I mean, this wasn’t how he was planning on it going down, he was going to ask you out and then you guys would get to this part but this was okay too. It was great actually because he didn’t know if he could wait until you two started to date to get some of you. He definitely could not but good thing you’re a slut right?

A loud moan left your mouth as you slowly lowered yourself onto Armin’s cock making him throw his head back while he leaned back in his chair.

His back arched as you fully sunk, his legs spread allowing you to bottom out as you let out a whimper at Armin’s nails digging into the bare flesh of your hips harshly surely leaving indents there “Are you okay?” Armin asked as he managed to open his eyes and look at you reaching up one of his hands to cup your cheek carefully.

That’s one of the things you loved most about him. He was always thinking about other people. You were sure Armin was losing his mind right now by the way he was scarcely thrusting up into you and the grunts in between his words and yet he was still making sure you were okay when you were way more than okay. Nearly losing yourself in how full you felt but you were still feeling amazing.

You nodded your head as you smiled at him “Of course. Are you?” Armin nodded silently at your question taking in the warmth of being inside you and how tight you were, squeezing him every other second. You began to play with his hair slicking it back and running your fingers through it making a mess of the beautiful blonde locks. You wish you’d been able to do this when he had his long hair but this was just as enjoyable.

Armin leaned in for a kiss again which you happily obliged to. The kiss started sweet and soft as your hands went to his neck holding onto him for support as you began to grind on him rubbing your thighs against his which made the brutal feeling of his nails piercing into your skin grow. You and Armin's tongues fought for dominance with it quickly ending with Armin taking control, you’d like to say you let him but you didn’t. He won the battle and got a little rougher with his win.

He kissed you harsher as he pulled you closer to his body. Armin lifted you taking you by surprise before slamming you back down on him making you shout into the kiss and biting down onto Armin’s lip “Sorry…” You muttered as you broke the kiss watching as Armin touched his bottom lip which was bleeding a bit before looking down at the tip of his finger “It’s fine. Just keep going, baby.” You couldn’t even think of a response and just continued your grinding but this time you were bouncing a bit closing your eyes as you moaned.

Armin’s hand snuck up your shirt and under your bra squeezing your boob roughly as he went and buried his face in your neck kissing and sucking on you, covering the bare skin with purple marks some darker than others. His nails released their hold on your skin and his hand trailed down to your butt harshly groping it as he bit down on your neck smearing the blood of his lip all over your neck.

“Fuck.” You cursed getting quicker with your pace as you fucked yourself on his cock while whimpering like a slut. It’s a little crazy how Armin was just the one that was whimpering a second ago but now you were and he was the cause. 

You never pictured Armin as a rough lover. In your fantasies, he was always so gentle, so calm, his fingers softly trailing over your skin as he whispered comforting words into your ears. Nothing like how he was in reality, biting you, covering you in hickies, creating indents in your skin from how rough he was grabbing you.

You weren’t necessarily complaining, it just took you by surprise and you didn’t know how to react other than with your moans of delight “So pretty. You put this on for me?” Armin asked as he backed away from your neck leaning right back in his chair as he lifted your shirt revealing the lacy bra, you didn’t even say anything and just nodded rapidly while continuing to moan “Was for me to take off or look at ‘cus...I don’t know which one I wanna do.” The blonde cooed looking up at you as you finally opened your eyes to look at him. You’ve never really seen Armin look at you like that, you’ve never seen him look at anyone like that. His eyes lidded damn nere closed, lust in his eyes, a smirk on his face and it seemed as if the blue of his eyes were more noticeable than usual. They were practically glowing as they traveled up and down your half-naked body.

“I don’t know…” You blabbered. You couldn’t even remember what you put the bra on for if it was just for him to look at or if it was for him to take it off too. You just wanted to look pretty for him and didn’t think that far ahead into what he would do “C’mon baby…you gotta know.” Armin whispered slapping a hand on your ass and making you jolt up earning a small whimper from him.

If you didn’t know before, you definitely don’t know now with how he was talking to you “W-Which ever you want.” You sputtered out as you slowed down your movements trying to compose yourself your eyes shutting close again.

Armin hummed in delight at your words “Really? I think I’m gonna keep it on you. Makes ‘em look so pretty.” He spoke lowly running one of his fingers over the pattern of the lace, his eyes locked on your boobs less ashamed now. You nodded and hummed as you sat still on him getting more sensitive by the moment just from him being inside of you.

The male’s blue eyes drifted down to where you two were connected and looked back up at you “Baby, you’re gorgeous and I love you but I’m gonna need you to move a little faster f’me.” Armin cooed smiling up at you. It’s not like you were going fast exactly before you stopped but something was better than nothing even if he wanted much more.

You smiled brightly and opened your eyes peering down at him “I love you too Armin.” The blonde let out a laugh and his smile widened. It was no surprise that you only paid attention to that part of his sentence, it looked like there was nothing in that head of yours anymore “You need me to take control? You can just lay there and look pretty, I don’t mind.” He said sweetly tilting his head slightly making his blonde hair sway and it made him look even more pretty.

No matter how much he cut his hair, his golden locks were always so silky especially when they moved in the slightest tilt of his head or the small blow of the wind “No, I-I got it.” You said placing your hands on his chest before beginning to move once more but this time you weren’t grinding with the addition of small bouncing, you were going up and down making slapping sounds echo off the off-white walls with wet sounds following it.

Groans escaped Armin’s throat with some slips of whimpers and whines as he threw his head back, hands gripping your ass as if his life depended on it while your tits bounced in the lacy fabric in his face. Armin’s blue eyes stayed focused on you and didn’t close once, he wanted to keep looking at you and how pretty you looked with your mouth wide open letting out pornographic sounds.

Armin had never admitted it to anyone in the world but he always thought you were the most beautiful girl he had ever seen. He believed it when he was young and still believed it.

Even though he hadn’t told anyone about it, a few people caught on when he was younger maybe in his elementary or middle school years? He didn’t quite remember but what he did remember was when Eren came to him during their math class and told him about how obvious his feelings for you were. Armin was so embarrassed when that happened and a little devastated by what Eren said but he did it anyway because that was his best friend and he’d do anything for him.

But looking back at that, he was sure he only agreed to that because Eren was his only friend and he was very much a pushover.

“Armin, I know you like my sister.” Eren had told him when sitting down on the empty desk beside the blonde’s with a straight face. Armin’s face went pale and his eyes widened in shock at that moment not knowing what to say as he was just doing long division a second ago.

He dropped his #2 pencil on the worksheet and pushed his glasses up “Don’t lie. I always see you looking at her.” Eren said narrowing his eyes at his friend practically sensing that guilty excuses of denial were soon going to start pouring out of his friend’s mouth “Sorry eren…She’s just…very pretty.” The long-haired boy muttered as he began fumbling with his fingers while looking at his lap refusing to meet his friend’s eyes.

Eren sighed as he dropped his head understanding how he was probably making his friend very nervous “I know. I can’t keep those stupid soccer boys away from her.” He grumbled remembering all the times he’s literally had to jump in front of you with his arms in the air yelling for them to back away from his little sister. He didn’t think you were old enough to be dating even though he’s had his fair share of five-day relationships. Eren would use that excuse for you until you were in the eighth grade and would then lay out a list of guys you shouldn’t date because ‘they’re the worst guys ever’ which consisted of soccer guys, basketball guys, and Jean. Jean was the only specific name on there.

Armin glanced up at his friend still nervous as he shuffled in his seat “Look, I don’t care if you like her or anything but don’t date her! I’d love to have you as a brother but she’s super annoying, you deserve better than her.” Eren said with a small pout on his lips making Armin laugh but the blue-eyed boy nodded while agreeing with the conditions “Okay eren. I won’t date her.”

It was stupid how he told Eren that but continued to like you after all this time. Armin was sure that the ‘deserved better than her’ reason had worn off now and was replaced by something like ‘It’s just so gross’ and Armin understood where Eren was coming from now. He and Eren had kissed two times at two separate parties both times with them being basically blackout drunk and of course, you didn’t know, no one knew and that’s the way both of them wanted it to stay, and Eren seeing him start dating his sister after all of that would be very weird for Eren and Armin. Armin still wanted to date you regardless though but was still considering how Eren would feel about it.

But who said he couldn’t fuck you? Eren didn’t have to know about that and if he did find out, it’d just be something to ease him into accepting Armin dating you.

Plus, it’s not like Armin cared very much about what Eren felt now that he was six inches deep inside of the warmth of your soaking cunt.

“Ughn! Shit, you feel so good.” Armin whined loudly as he squeezed his eyes closed feeling a tightness in his stomach but he quickly snapped them back open reminding himself of the beauty in front of him who was quite literally doing all the work to make him and herself feel good. Shit, by the way, you were fucking yourself out, he wouldn’t have cared if you wanted to peg the shit outta him.

The pleasure both of you felt was soon interrupted by a loud ringing of someone’s phone. You opened your eyes and turned your head around slowing the bouncing and resorting to grinding which made Armin hate phones “Who is it?” He asked though it came out as a whine with his heavy breathing. You saw his phone glowing and ringing on the desk which his PC sat on and you squinted trying to see the contact name through the growing tears of pleasure and when you saw it your eyes widened and you let out a whine of frustration.

It was Eren. Stupid Eren being a cockblock once again.

Yeah, you did this whole thing to get back at Eren and take advantage of your anger against your brother to finally do what you’ve wanted to for a while but if he called, you were going to stop. Having your brother listen to you fucking his best friend was disgusting. His finding out about it was a whole other thing and now in the state of mind you were from this dick that made you dumb, you didn’t really care too much about if he’d find out at all.

Fuck, this wasn’t even about getting back at Eren anymore. This was about feeling your desire and your need for the blonde.

“S’ eren…” You muttered turning back to Armin with a saddened look on your face and his eyes widened too seemingly snapping out of whatever trance you had put him in. He took his hand off the flesh of your ass and went to reach for his phone with his hand trembling from the pleasure he was still receiving from your small movements but you placed one of your hands on the desk in front of the phone before he could grab it.

You shook your head as you sped up the pace lifting yourself up and down once more “Don’t get it.” You pleaded looking down at Armin hoping to persuade him to just ignore the call and he didn’t say anything and just stared back at you. He broke eye contact and looked behind you seeing the phone and sighed. He knew Eren was just going to keep calling until he eventually got the idea that he was not going to answer the phone and he’d definitely get scolded for not picking up.

Fuck it. It’s whatever.

“Fine.” The Arlert male said looking back up at you and you smiled slightly before picking up the pace making Armin’s calm manner quickly disappear and back into his little whines and deep groans “Fuck, you killing me.” Armin said with a groan his hand gripping the edge of the desk and his other digging his short nails into your ass once again remaking the marks that had faded.

You leaned down and began placing sloppy kisses onto the fair-colored skin of his neck and he gave you full access with his head being thrown back. Your body pressed further against his with your boobs pressing against his hard chest making you moan onto his neck from the feeling of your sensitive nipples pressing against him.

You could feel yourself inching closer and closer to a release with every second and every bounce. You were falling more in love with Armin as his pretty groans and whimpers filled the silence along with yours, he was so sweet, so gentle yet still so rough but it was the perfect balance.

That balance was pleasurable enough but the sound of your moans mixing with his was like the most perfect lemonade to ever exist. Sweet and Sour, the sour was his occasional deep groans after the sweetness of his whimpers had run out.

Your back arched as you let out a loud whine letting go and cumming all over his cock biting down on his neck as your toes curled.

However, Armin hadn’t cum and he was not done. Not one bit. His other hand came back to your ass and he continued to bounce you up and down even after you had stopped to catch your breath “Sorry…just need this s’bad!” Armin apologized with his voice wavering. You weren’t really sure what he was apologizing for exactly, maybe the increase in roughness? Maybe the sudden force? It didn’t matter because you didn’t care. He was just helping you ride out your orgasm. Well, the rest of it.

Soon you felt his warm seed sputtering inside of you and filling you all up, it seemed endless until it stopped “Did I hurt you? Are you okay?” Armin asked through his deep breaths, his chest rising and falling under your sweaty palm as you retracted your face from the crook of his neck to look at him breathing just as heavy as he was.

You shook your head lightly “No, m’ okay…” You whispered as you tried to catch your breath and Armin nodded at your answer.

His hands went to your hips much gentler than they were before almost as if you were fine china and it was the first time he was using you and in a way, it was. He lifted you from his limp cock with ease and allowed you to stand to your feet but your legs and feet had fallen asleep by now, it’d be pretty hard to walk home now “What are you doing?” Armin asked as he saw you bending over to grab the clothes you had discarded while he pulled up his Nike Pros but kicked the sweatpants off.

You looked at him not really knowing what to say and just shrugged your shoulders “Can’t leave yet, I still gotta clean you up.” Armin said standing to his feet and swooping you into his arms not asking you or giving you any heads-up so you sat there being carried confused as to what he was doing.

“I just do that myself when I get home.” You said as the blonde carried you to the bathroom kicking open the cracked door before waddling over to the tub “Why? It’s the least I can do, you were practically doing all the work.” Armin said laughing awkwardly as he set you inside the porcelain tub being careful before reaching over and letting you take the remainder of your clothing off before turning on the faucet letting the warm water flow into the tub and onto your feet.

It wasn’t necessarily a secret that you had your more than fair share of horrible boyfriends but not everyone in the world knew. Armin and a few of you two’s other friends knew because either you told them or Eren blabbed his mouth to them about every time you’d complain to him about some stupid guy and that’s the reason why Armin knew about almost everything. 

Since the ninth grade, he’d heard from Eren about all the horrible guys you’ve dated who played you, lied, cheated, yelled, even left you stranded at a party and all Armin wished was that you found a guy that actually found the sweetness and greatness in you. He wished more than anything that it would be him.

He dreamed about all the things he’d do for you, to you, and with you, that’d put a smile on your face. All the things you’d deserve that he’d give you even if it nearly killed him.

He wanted that more than ever right now as he looked at you relaxing in the hot water that was filling up the tub very fast. He reached his hand into the tub and grabbed yours holding it comfortingly and rubbing his thumb over your knuckles which made your eyes open and dart to him “I love you (y/n).” Armin spoke softly leaning his cheek against the side of his tub never looking away from you with his light-colored eyelashes fluttering with minor blinks and it seemed as if he was trying to stop blinking so he wouldn’t waste a single second looking away from you.

“I love you too Armin.” You said with a kind smile on your face as you squeezed his hand with his cheeks turning red from your words. Your smile slowly turned from kind to mischievous as your pure thoughts changed to the complete opposite realizing you were naked.

You lifted your foot out of the tub and rested it on the edge which drew the blonde’s attention “Y’know armin…I didn’t learn much from your study session.” You whispered looking back up at Armin who very quickly caught onto what you were trying to say and got incredibly embarrassed “Come on, you’re the one that called it that…” He muttered lifting his head from the side of the tub as he looked away from you his cheeks burning a bright red.

That was true, you were the one who called it that but you both didn’t even attempt to get down to the science. Got down and dirty before Armin could even get to the beginning of the science work “Yeah but I hope we get another one, I actually wanna learn somethin’.” You said shrugging your shoulders as you placed your other leg on the other side of the tub spreading them.

Armin’s eyes were locked on your wet legs as water dripped in droplets from your calves, he wondered if his cum was still there or if it had washed out into the water “What next? Seems like you got biology down pretty good.” He said meeting your eyes again with a smile on his face that matched yours.

“Maybe neuroscience. I can teach you stuff too like what makes girls happy.” Armin almost laughed at how you were referring to serotonin but clearly forgot what it was called, he would’ve if he didn’t watch how the drops of water rolled down your tits to your areolas and down to your tummy.

Armin brought his hand to your leg and rubbed it up and down making you bite down into your lip “I think I know what makes girls happy.” He said his hand growing closer to your crotch moving down to your inner thigh and the ache in your cunt returned practically pulsing as you watched the way he looked at you. Seemed he realized the way you were squeezing around nothing.

You tilted your head as you looked at him sinking deeper into the warm water “Really? What makes me happy then?” You questioned with a whine slipping out with each inch Armin’s hand came closer and his smirk widened as the glowing in his eyes returned as if he was some sort of predator getting ready to pounce and eat you alive.

“Me.”

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[maybege]

Here Comes The Bride I - Scent

Summary: On your way to marry Dreks, you are attacked. (Part 1 of Here Comes The Bride)

Pairing: alpha!clan leader!Paz Vizsla x omega!fem!Reader

Wordcount: 1.0k | Rating: E (18+ only!)

Warnings: A/B/O dynamics, Western-esque AU, friend to enemies to lovers, mentions of forced marriage, abduction

Whoop whoop! Welcome to Part 1 of 4 of this shrt series for @clydesducktape May Writing Challenge! Every week will be a new short chapter based on a prompt that you selected❤ I challenged myself to at least try and use every single trope that you suggested in the votes as well which is why this might be a bit mish-mashy but it is a lot of fun! This is Old West inspired but honestly it is more about the vibes than historical accuracy and I actually see it more as an Old West Planet rather than a historical AU if that makes sense? Either way, don’t @ me about historical inaccuracy because I really don’t care about it at this point lol The parts will be a bit shorter than other series as I am writing this on short notice but I hope that you all enjoy it nonetheless. As always, let me know what you thought in a comment or reblog!

masterlist | crossposted on AO3

“I think this is a horrible idea.”

“Well, too bad nobody cared what you think, princess.”

“I could still be a medic! I have the training! I don’t understand why Dreks wants me as his wife when I could be much more of an asset if he would just let me –“

“Shut up!”

You took a step back, offended at the harsh tone your guardian for the journey had taken with you. Briggs had never talked to you like that. He was the oldest of your father’s advisors and indisputably the most loyal. There was never a time when you had not seen him at your parents’ sides and

To be fair to him, if you were in his shoes, you would have been tense too. You had stopped in the middle of the valley, surrounded by sandy rocks and desert beyond to change a broken wheel at the carriage. The sun was beating down on your back, the heat almost unbearable and it did not help that in your hurry this morning, you had managed to bind your corset the wrong way and the pain in your back and chest made the already bumpy journey even more uncomfortable.

But Dreks had insisted on your wedding taking place as soon as possible and your father did not want to risk the wrath of the neighbouring clan, especially now that your numbers were so weak.

And now here you were, stranded on an abandoned stretch of street, an old man with his best years behind him, a grumpy carriage driver who did not talk and you, a miserable but duty-driven bride who would much rather work in the healing wings than become some clan leader’s trophy wife. Because that was all you would ever be for Dreks, an omega trophy wife he could show off to his business partners. You shuddered at the thought.

Briggs was still listening out for whatever he had imagined hearing moments before. His head tilted. “Did you hear that?” he asked you, turning his head this and that way as he tried to get a better view up at the mountains.

“The only thing I hear is your stubbornness,” you huffed, crossing your arms in front of your chest as you tried to arch your back this and that way. If only you could manage to retie this dammed corset on your own …

A weathered hand landed on your upper arm and you flinched, fear spiking your scent as you turned to see a worried look on the carriage driver’s face.

“Get inside, girl,” he grunted, “I think we have company.”

“I can help,” you said, your heart racing in your chest, “Briggs, please, maybe we can negotiate –“

But the older man would not hear it. “Get in there,” he hissed, “I don’t want to be the one to explain to your parents why I could not protect you on your way to your groom.”

“If you get the chance, tell him none of this would have happened if he didn’t make me marry this horrid man,” you retorted but nonetheless made the climb into the carriage. At least you were out of the sun this way, even if the air felt stifled with heat.

Briggs closed the door, a frown on his face and that was when you heard it.

Horses.

Many of them.

Before you could fully grasp what that meant – you were being robbed! On the open road! – the first gunshot fell and you cowered in the corner, trying to make yourself as small as possible. The horses neighed and you could hear shouts, screams, and the scatters of the falling gravel as the men clamoured down the mountainside.

You tried to think of any money you might have – that Briggs might have – maybe even the jewels adorning your neck and hands. You would give them anything if they would only let you pass in peace. Stars knew it wouldn’t hurt Drek’s financial prospects he liked to brag about buying more jewels if he thought you really needed them.

“Tie him up!” you heard a deep voice and suddenly became aware of footsteps nearing the door to the carriage.

Frozen in fear, you tried to calm down your breathing. You knew that the fear would make your scent extra prominent and hope that maybe the presence of all these alphas and beats would simply … cover yours. The last thing you needed was the robbers realizing that there was an omega hidden there.

Closing your eyes, you tried to imagine yourself somewhere else, somewhere safer with someone who made you feel safe. The images in your head morphed into the healing wings a year ago, a warm and deep voice, large hands that touched yours so gently, and a scent that made you feel all kinds of things.

It was like it was in your nose again, that mixture of woods and smoke and herbs that made butterflies appear in your belly. You had teased him, once, about how tasty he smelled, unable to hide the tremble in your voice at being so nervous to speak with him. The large warrior had only laughed, his body bumping against yours as he had crowded you against the counter in the pharmacy and you had let him. “You are the one who smells all sweet and fruity, omega,” he had rumbled, his nose brushing against your jaw and your heart still skipped a beat at the memory, “Are you going to let me have a taste?”

The door to the carriage was ripped open and you squeaked, trying to make yourself feel small when faced with a giant of an alpha. He was truly huge, filling out the small doorway almost completely. His eyes were piercing and you frowned when you saw a familiar dark blue bandanna covering the lower half of his face.

But you did not need to see everything to know who was standing in front of you. Because it was the same smell as in your memory, the same man that had made you feel safe and who had abandoned you only weeks later.

“Paz,” you breathed, feeling like your stomach dropped.

“Hi there, omega,” he grinned, the corners of his eyes crinkling, “You are coming with me.”

[king-maven-calore]

i was thinking about the last chapter of fdh, and you mentioned how mare was more akin to red-gold sunsets...

i thought to myself "hm i actually don't remember why mare fell in love with cal...and i definitely don't know exactly why he fell in love with her."

lol if you don't mind, is it alright if you could discuss why my fav idiots love each other?

oh and adding on to my ask - it's obvious why mare was attracted to cal (does anyone need to explain more? just look at him! 😂), and vice versa since mare was definitely prettier than what evangeline ever gave her credit for (3 guys pining for her, like cmon!)

anyways...i'm just a tad more interested in the emotional aspects of their relationship hehe

damn right my girl was beautiful! Eve is really into high femmes though... so she was annoyed at Mare for not reaching her true potential lol

And bestie, I love you for coming to my inbox with this as it happens to be 👀 I was having a Marecal meltdown on Friday night, only my wifi dying saved you guys from my ramblings... but now you're here so let's go

I'll mention a few possible answers, then I'll give you my definitive answer.

A) looks, as in, they're both sexc mfs😏. I've read people say "their relationship was only physical", and I would agree that during RQ that's partly (70%) what kept drawing them closer and going to that dark room for the dance lessons.

B) Insta love. If there's a trope that makes readers all over the globe collectively roll their eyes, it's this one. Victoria even "admitted" on an Insta live last year that Marecal was a bit of an insta love and here is when I pull out my knife and tears fall from my eyes as I K-word VA for such a weird, mistaken interpretation of her own work. If Marecal was insta love, Cal would've chosen Mare at the end of RQ, Elara would have been fucked, and I would have DNFd the series on the spot. By the end of RQ they still weren't in love.

C) Their good qualities! Easy, reductive, a neat list, pretty for fanfic (I'm guilty of these types of 'virtues I love about you uwu' lists whoops) but ultimately unrealistic because nobody runs around falling in love with every virtuous person they meet.

D) All of the above. 🥴 well of course a romantic relationship told across 4.5 books is going to have a variety of reasons! we all knew that. that's not why I've been making you read this manifesto, pls don't boo me off the stage yet (yet)

My answer: They did not fall in love. they built their love by self-destruction and rebirth around each other. In other words, their respective character arcs pushed them together, and that's why as their arcs progress, so does their relationship and romance. It's not a point in the story you can randomly pick and say "here's the Oh moment" or a virtue Mare sees in Cal she likes and vice-versa. Mare did not fall in love with Cal because he was kind by giving her a few coins, or for protecting her in the Bowl of Bones. Cal didn't fall in love with Mare because she was a smartass when she tried to steal from him (we do love that joke tho), or for being so resilient when forced into the Mareena shoes. Did it all contribute to it? as I said, yes.

Most coming-of-age stories are about reaching the Truest self. And it is only within each other Mare and Cal can reach it. THE SOULMATISM. If I could pinpoint a single, ultimate reason for why they 💕fell in love💕, I could also create an AU, or a 5th book where it is possible to write a plausible reason for why they 💀fell out of it💀 and thank god I can't. Marecal remains superior.

I'll spare you the play-by-play of how their journeys are vitally connected bc this thing got out of hand. I hope I didn't bore you too much 💜✌

[atruththatyoudeny]

Monthly Reads | November 2020

Happy 28th! Here are all the fics I read this month and the one I’m (still) currently reading - a whooping 365k fic! And as always: all my love for all the amazingly talented authors this fandom has ♥

❖ Hang there like fruit, my soul/Till the tree die | louloubaby92 | a/b/o - past sexual abuse - angst - 111k ''You still want me?'' he asks, voice thick. ''Yes,'' Harry's answer is absolute, almost defiant. ''But my hands are empty,'' Louis shakes his head. ''I've got nothing to offer you.'' ''I don't care about that. Do you see my hands?'' Harry asks before he cups Louis' face. His touch is gentle. He's always gentle when it comes to Louis. ''When I'm not holding you, I feel empty, but like this,'' he presses closer until their faces are inches apart. He caresses the apple of Louis' cheeks and that's when Louis realizes that he's spilled tears and Harry's wiping them. He didn't even notice; too busy looking into Harry's kind, kind, kind alpha eyes. ''I feel like I'm holding the world and I don't feel empty anymore,'' Louis knows he's a defective omega. He knows its also not his fault but it is what it is. He takes the world head on even when the world is unkind to him. Not Harry though; stubborn as he is, he doesn't back down, not when it comes to Louis.

❖ an island without waves | tofiveohfive | getting back together - angst - post friends with benefits - 5k Louis feels unreasonable. Less than a month ago, his consciousness was clean, not a hitch in his step. However, since the day the smallest seed of doubt planted itself in his mind, Louis keeps second-guessing himself and his choices. Every time he turns a corner, there’s some variation of Harry’s essence waiting to haunt him. A smell, a sound, a flavor, a color. Something Harry had mindlessly left behind. Something Louis is certain Harry would love if he could show him. Harry is in everything. He’s everywhere. An AU inspired by Niall Horan's songs: Everywhere | San Francisco | Still

❖ can't believe i captured your heart | millsx | break up - implied/referenced charcater death - domestic fluff - toxic relationship - 22k Harry wants Louis to teach him how to ride a horse for a date. Louis wants Harry to break up with said date. Or, the one where Harry is in a toxic relationship and Louis is there to get him out of it.

❖ Want It Flowing Through My Streams | screwstyles | Tennis AU - a/b/o - strangers to friends to lovers - 30k Wimbledon ABO AU: Harry has just qualified for his first Grand Slam, and he’s prepared to make the most of it – that is, until his heat unexpectedly hits him only a few days before his first match. And it’s just his luck that Louis Tomlinson, the resident bad boy of British tennis, is the only person around to help him.

❖ pull me back together again (the way you cut me in half) | 28sunflowers | post-break up strangers to lovers to exes to lovers - cheating - angst - 26k When trying to figure out who the love of his life is, Harry’s brain brings back a specific name from his past. That’s why, a decade after a messy divorce, Louis opens his door to find his ex-husband standing on the other side, asking for a second chance. Or a This Is Us AU starring Harry as Kevin and Louis as Sophie, but I selectively choose to use only some parts of what's cannon on the show.

❖ Pride and Peace | BrklynVan | canon compliant - hurt/comfort - fluff - angst - The X Factor era - 4k Louis stays off of social media and mostly out of the public eye as much as he can. So, when his publicist calls him at 7 AM to tell him that Harry Styles is releasing a Rolling Stone article in which his name appears many times he doesn't know what he is supposed to feel. “I got an email from Harry Styles’ team today about a piece in Rolling Stone. You are mentioned a few times and Mr. Styles wants your approval.” Louis can feel his heart drop and sudden panic makes his head feel heavy. He is quick to calm himself down and realize it could just be about their time in One Direction. “Ah, like music-related and shit?” He asks in hopes she will confirm it’s only about One Direction and he can go back to sleep. “Some parts, yes. I have sent it over to your email. Just to get an idea, It’s a..- its dropping for Pride Month.”

❖ sunflowers, sunshine, and you | soldouthaz | enemies to lovers - slight angst - 28k Sunshine county is small but mighty and Harry takes pride in knowing nearly each and every person that lives inside of it. For nearly eleven years now he’s been sheriff, and not one of them he’s ever regretted settling down here. He knows the road names like the back of his hand, knows the people and the animals and the way the world works here. In all of the time he’s been here, not a thing has changed. So, all things considered, when he starts seeing a beat up pickup truck roaming through town with plates he’s never seen before, Harry, to be frank, jumps on that like a fly on fresh dog shit.

❖ wake the morn and greet the dawn (with hearts entwined and free) | mixedfandomfics | selkies - mysthical - scottish folklore - implied/referenced homophobia - attempted kidnapping - ableist language - 21k It was a great storm that sent Harry ashore. Grandmothers professed they had not seen its like in a generation, and fathers lost their sons to the sea.

❖ Gimme Some Sugar | nonsensedarling | mutual pining - fluff - humor - no smut - 14k Louis is scheduled to work an overnight shift with Harry, the hot new pastry chef, to complete a special order. Into the late hours of the night, they bond over music and the ability to make each other laugh like no one else... which makes it harder and harder for Louis to hide his crush. Maybe it won't be so bad if he can't. * Or an AU inspired entirely by a manip of Harry with highlights.

❖ Meant To Be (Arse First) | Anonymous | soulmates - soulmate-identifying marks - fluff - meet-cute - bad jokes - humor - 5k Zayn groans in response, and Louis can hear the slow rustle of his bed sheets in the background. “Is it another ‘you woke up in the back parking lot of a Tesco’s with no pants and I need to come get you before the cops do’ panic or more of a 'I can stay in my bed and lend you an ear’ kind of panic, because I drank a lot more than you did last night, Lou.” “Uhh,” Louis replies eloquently, “more like an 'I have two giant, blood red handprints on my naked arse, and no, they aren't from a good shag’ kind of panic.” ------ Or the one where your soulmate mark appears on your body where they first touch you and stays there until they touch you for the first time. Aka the one where Louis's soulmate must like bums.

♦ Hiding Place | alivingfire | friends to lovers - soulmates - soul bond - canon compliant - mutual pining - slow burn - slow build - The X Factor era - 365k Louis never wanted a soulmate, didn’t really care for the whole Bonding thing at all, really. Enter Harry Styles, who’s wanted to be Bonded for as long as he could remember. With one fateful meeting in an X Factor bathroom, Louis gets a dagger on his arm and the realization that just because Harry is his soulmate doesn’t mean it’s mutual. From the X Factor house to Madison Square Garden, from the Fountain Studios stage to stadiums across the world, Louis has to learn to love without losing himself completely, because someday his best friend will Bond to someone and replace Louis as the center of his universe. Meanwhile, Harry begins to think that maybe fate doesn’t actually know what it’s doing after all, because his other half has clearly been right in front of him the whole time. All he has to do now is convince Louis to give them a chance. Or, the canon compliant Harry and Louis love story from the very beginning, where the only difference is that the love between them is literally written on their skin, and there’s only so much they can hide.

[noona-clock]

Srsly tho, what am I gonna do?!

As requested by this lovely anon! This turned out to be a little longer than I expected (whoops, lol), but I hope you enjoy!

Genre: Fluff

Pairing: Kihyun X You

By Admin B

“Yes, I’m almost done,” you murmured, trying not to roll your eyes as you blended out the bronze eyeshadow on Minhyuk’s lower lashline. He was the squirmiest, never wanting to sit still long enough to get his makeup done. You were used to it by now, but it still got annoying sometimes.

You stepped back to admire your work, nodding once in satisfaction before patting his shoulder to let him know he was free to go. And then you turned to the next chair. Three down, four to go. Usually you split the work with your co-worker, but she was out sick. So it was up to you to make all seven boys look subtly fabulous today.

This also meant you had to do Kihyun’s makeup. There was nothing wrong with doing Kihyun’s makeup... Just... you preferred not to because you were kind of in love with him. And being so close to his face was dangerous. When your co-worker had first been hired, you had kind of let her in on this secret so she didn’t catch on that you always let her do Kihyun’s makeup (and so she didn’t ask any probing questions). She understood right away and, in turn, asked you to always do Shownu’s makeup for the same reason. So you two had a secret deal, and it had been working perfectly. Until she got the flu.

As you patted your brush in the peach-colored eyeshadow, Kihyun nodded at you in greeting, one corner of his lips just pulling up into a small, half-smile. You pretended not to notice, keeping your focus on the makeup. For a few minutes, you silently blended, swiped, dabbed (not the dance move), and lined. But then you couldn’t hold back your appreciation for your own work any longer.

“I gotta say, this eye look is going great with your pink hair,” you pointed out, your voice soft.

“I agree,” Kihyun replied, tilting his head as he looked in the mirror to get a good look. And as you bent to start on the other eye, you heard him murmur. “How come you never do my makeup?”

Your heart immediately started racing, his question making you extremely nervous. “O-oh!” you stammered. “Um, well... I don’t know, it just works out that way, I guess.”

“Ah. Well, I... like the way you do it.” Why did he sound kind of awkward?

“Thanks,” you told him, trying to smile. You didn’t want to let on how anxious this conversation was making you.

When you finished his other eye, you stepped back to make sure you’d blended everything evenly. You noticed he was looking in the mirror, examining your handiwork, also. But then he turned to look at you, his expression earnest.

“Could you do my makeup from now on?”

Oh, shit. You couldn’t very well say ‘No,’ now could you?

“Uh... S-sure,” you chuckled, feeling your cheeks start to burn as you heard how awkward you sounded. “Yeah, that’s fine.”

NO. It wasn’t fine!!!!

“Thanks.” He smiled at you before standing from his chair and heading out onto the photoshoot set.

After you’d finished Hyungwon, Jooheon, and I.M’s makeup, you frantically pulled out your phone and texted your co-worker. She was sick, yes, but she could still use her phone!

DAMN Kihyun asked me to start doing his makeup from now on...

Okay idk if I should be excited for you, worried for you, or offended for me.

Maybe all three?

You still gotta keep doing Shownu’s tho okay? I can’t deal with those lips.

Fine. Srsly tho, what am I gonna do?!

IDK girl... I guess just seduce him.

You must have a high fever. Feel better soon!!

You put your phone away then started packing up your makeup kit, your mind racing about this surprising turn of events.

After a few weeks, you’d found you’d gotten a little more used to doing Kihyun’s makeup. You were still madly in love with him - probably even moreso than before - but he’d been nothing but warm and friendly to you. He talked to you, made jokes, complimented your work... it was torturous and amazing. You noticed your co-worker smirking to herself on occasion, and she kept nagging at you to actually flirt with him. You tried to ignore her; there was no way Kihyun would actually be interested in you. Or so you told yourself.

One particularly cold day, a day you didn’t have to work, you decided to visit one of your favorite local coffee shops for a piping hot cup of cocoa. You had a major sweet tooth, and nothing made you happier than liquefied chocolate. Well, almost nothing. As you stood in line at the register, you felt someone come up behind you. You didn’t turn to look as you assumed you didn’t know the person... But then you felt a tap on your shoulder.

When you glanced behind you, you saw a person wearing a baseball cap, a mask over their nose and mouth, and a huge, puffy coat. But you knew instantly it was Kihyun. You would recognize his eyes anywhere. “Hey,” you said, your surprise evident in your voice. “Do you want me to order for you?” You knew he was probably nervous about being in public, not wanting to be mobbed by fans or the press on his day off (because since you had the day off, he obviously did, too).

“Would you?” he asked, his eyebrows knit together. Even with only part of his face showing, you knew how cute he looked, and it squeezed your heart.

“Of course,” you smiled. Honestly, you would do just about anything for him. If only he knew.

“Thank you so much. I’ll find us a spot to sit, preferably one in a corner.” Before he turned to seek out such a corner, you put your hand on his arm to stop him. He froze and looked at you, your eyes locking.

“...What am I ordering for you?” you asked, confused as to why he was just staring without saying anything.

“Oh, right,” he chuckled, shaking his head. “Cafe au lait, please?”

“You got it.” You nodded, watching as he made his way through the cafe until he was out of sight. Oh, boy. This was an interesting plot twist to your day.

After ordering and procuring both drinks - your hot cocoa and Kihyun’s cafe au lait - you set out to find where he’d ended up. And, just as he’d mentioned, he was sitting in one of the more secluded areas, his back to the rest of the cafe. That way he could take his mask off to drink his hot beverage and...hopefully talk to you, as well.

You set down your drinks before sitting in the chair across from him, actively fighting back the urge to sigh when you saw he’d already pulled his face mask down. You couldn’t stand the fact he looked even better without makeup. How dare he?!

The two of you talked about random things - whatever came to your minds, really, and you found you were still talking even after both of your mugs were empty. In fact, this was the most comfortable you’d been in a long while. Not just around Kihyun, but around anyone.

After over an hour, Kihyun let out a sigh. “I should get going... But thanks again for buying my drink.”

“Oh, anytime,” you assured him with a soft smile.

“Maybe... I could repay you sometime? Buy you a drink?”

“But... wouldn’t that defeat the purpose of me buying your drink so you don’t get recognized by someone?”

Kihyun’s expression changed to one which clearly said ‘...Are you serious?’

“I’m... trying to ask you out,” he stated, as if it were completely obvious.

Your eyes immediately widened, and your heart stopped for just a second. “...I’m sorry, what?”

Kihyun chuckled softly, shaking his head. “I’ve actually been trying to flirt with you this whole time. Did you... not realize?”

“You were what, now?” Did he just say ‘flirting’? In regards to you?

“I was flirting. I mean... you’re beautiful, smart, funny...”

“I am?” You looked at him almost suspiciously, like you didn’t believe him.

“Do you want to go out with me or not?”

“YES. I mean... Y-yes. Yes, I do.”

“Okay,” Kihyun laughed. “How about later tonight?”

“Tonight?”

“Well, our next day off isn’t until next week... Would you rather wait until then?”

“Tonight it is.”

“I’ll call you later, then?” He looked at you expectantly, his eyebrows raised.

“O-okay. Call me later. Sure.” Was this really happening?

Kihyun simply nodded before pulling his face mask up and pushing his chair away from the table. You watched as he walked toward the door, his head ducked and his hands in his pockets. And it wasn’t until after the door had closed behind him that the last few minutes actually sunk in.

Kihyun. Had asked you out. ...Kihyun. Yoo Kihyun. Had asked you out. On a date.

And then the realization hit you like a ton of bricks. You had to figure out what to wear. Oh, crap.

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[lululawrence]

Hey babe! Since u reblogged the fic "woke up feeling knotty" im on a a/b/o kick. Do you have any abo fic recs?

bless! the best kinds of kicks! and didn’t @jaerie do an amazing job with that one? gosh!!! 

so i’m gonna start with being shameless and promoting the two a/b/o i’ve published so far and hope you don’t mind lollll both are short and incredibly soft and yeah hahaha

love so soft is friends to lovers accidental bonding and…yeah. hehehehe

no chance at all is a comedy of errors lolll kind of enemies to lovers? but with a twist? yeah. lollll it’s one i had a lot of fun with so if you read it i hope you like it.

okay, so here are some of my fav a/b/o fics in my bookmarks. please note, for a more thorough rec for these you should ask @londonfoginacup! she’s seriously read everything out there in the tag i think. lol okay! here we go! (this got much longer than i intended, so please forgive the cut)

put some records on by @iamasphodelknox - this sucker is so much fluff and christmassy goodness and it was like a warm hug! i loved reading it so much!

make it work by fanshae - this was just…hurt/comfort and i can’t really say more than that because i adore that lolllll it was such an interesting story and kinda sad but also lovely. such fun!

this thing upon me (howls like a beast) by sadaveniren - this was such a fascinating idea! i loved it! and it had very much the feel of pining and hoping and being unsure if the feelings are mutual or not and i just enjoyed it very much a lot.

do you like my sweater? by @icanhazzalou - take sadie hawkins dance by relient k and make it a super fluffy, cute, awkward kind of larry a/b/o au and it’s just…perfection. you won’t regret reading it, i promise.

cancel your reservations, no more hesitations by @silverfoxlouis - I LOVE THIS FIC because it takes usual a/b/o dynamics and turns them on their head a bit, similar to a/b dynamic in “woke up feeling knotty” by making this a/a and it’s AWESOME. it’s also the first in what will be a series so yeah. meep!

love is like this; not a heartbeat, but a moan by @angelichl - OKAY LISTEN this is like friends to enemies to lovers kinda? with spending a heat together? and it’s just like…yeah. read it. lol

pray for some sweet simplicity by @emperorstyles - LIstEn!!! 250k of PINING AND WORLD BUILDING AND SECRET OMEGA AND SECRET RELATIONSHIP AND A;LGKSHA;LSKFJDA;SKLBHA;SLKFDJA YOU WILL NOT REGRET READING THIS FIC!!!!! i mean. this is the one fic i broke my self imposed word count reading limit for last year while i was busy writing 40 fics so you know it is worth your time.

no one else will do by @dimpled-halo and @a-writerwrites - THIS WAS WRITTEN FOR ME BY MY DARLINGS! so if you haven’t read it yet, do yourself a favor and do it cause yeah. it’s like a dream fic really haha AND if you look closely it says FIC ONE. THAT’S RIGHT THERE’S GONNA BE MORE FAM!

where the lights are beautiful by twoshipsdrifting - GOSH okay this fic is pain. PAIN I’M TELLING YOU. but it is BEAUTIFUL. just…please be careful and take care of yourself because PAIN did i mention??? lol it’s so great though. accidental bonding between…not friends. which is what causes the PAIN. but please read it if you think you can handle that.

instincts by starfar - OKAY LISTEN. starfar was one of my very first people i put on notification on ao3 because imo they write some of the very best abo fics ever. they have i believe two wips out there that i’m anxiously awaiting their completion and they are just…so good. so this isn’t a wip, this one is completed, but you wouldn’t go amiss reading their wips either. they are still updating them, even if those updates are somewhat sporadic.

a body wishes to be held & held by turnyourankle​ - i just…YES. read it. this one was bookmarked and has a heart so i dunno if that means i thought it was hot or soft and lovely or just what i needed in that moment, but yes. lolllll

as deep as the sky by swallowsmateforlife - uhmmmmm this is SO GOOD because it also shows us the social norms in this particular version of a/b/o verse and shows us a gentle alpha and strong omega and yeah. it’s just so so good.

like candy in my veins by @littlelouishiccups - iiiiii may have accidentally gotten friends addicted to a/b/o because of this fic. hah! whoops? but for real it is fake relationship kind of enemies to friends to lovers and christmas and a;gkha;flkdjasfl;kajsf IT’S SO DAMN GOOD.

cameras flashing by @juliusschmidt - yeah uhm. this was written for me based off a random prompt i gave for an exchange. CAN YOU BELIEVE? it’s just. this is also a fic that i have found people read a/b/o for the first time and then got addicted and like, alex is amazing so just, you can’t go wrong? yeah. just read it.

king and lionheart by @aliensingucci - i just adore this fic. it was one of the few i could find when i was still learning how to navigate ao3 and therefore is one i read before i even had my own ao3 so it’s older, but i just love the dynamics that are built in here. and like…yeah. i just really really like it hehe

i don’t wanna be your friend, i want to kiss your neck by crybaby - if i remember correctly, this fic was also one of the first i ever read that i thought i had lost but someone magical, probably emmu or tin, let’s be real, found it again for me and gahhhhh i LOVE fics where harry is the kinda ignored younger brother while gemma and louis are best friends and just omega harry and alpha louis and ;ashklfjdaslfk looooove

harry you little shit series by @juliusschmidt - this won’t ever be finished, is what i think alex said, but it is amazing and you should give it a read. i love how she really delves into the emotional ramifications of everything addressed here as well as the worldbuilding and their relationship and yeah. can’t go wrong with this either, though (as usual haha) she leaves you wanting more.

i just saw one of my bookmarks from forever ago was deleted here, so now i mourn. WAHHHHHHHHHH. okay, moving on.

so i’m actually gonna stop myself here, because the rest of my bookmarks are either abandoned a/b/o i fell in love with before i got burned and stopped reading wips or are slowly updated. i also have a huge amount of a/b/o in my to read pile though, so yeah. there’s just SO MANY and we need SO MANY MORE which is why i am SO EXCITED for the a/b/o exchange coming up wheeeeeee!!! anyway, i hope this helps and gives you some you’ve not read yet! happy reading!!!

[actuallylorelaigilmore]

A - Z (Fandom ‘Come At Me, Friend’ Meme)

WELL THEN *cracks knuckles* HERE WE GO 

(all 26 letters behind a cut bc this is very long)

A - Your current OTP(s)/OT3(s)/OTX(s)

As of this hour, my top OTPs are Penelope/Schneider from ODAAT and Joyce/Hopper from Stranger Things. But I have endless numbers of them, even within each fandom.

B - A pairing you initially didn’t consider but someone changed your mind

Jean/Alice from TDBM. 

C - A ship you have never liked and probably never will (be nice)

Um…hmm. I’m such a multishipper, I don’t spend a lot of time thinking about my NOTPs. I’ve never been onboard the Keens from The Blacklist, though. Not even a little. I only enjoyed Tom in his original villainous state.

D - A pairing you wish you liked but just can’t (again: be nice)

A couple of my spouse’s faves, I really wish I liked too, especially Sam/Josh and Mal/Simon. I don’t like one of the characters in each very much, so I’ve never been able to get into them–even though I understand them, and have had fun writing them…I just don’t love them too.

E - Have you added anything cracky/hilarious to your fandom, if so, what

Yeah, mostly graphics, though. I don’t think I’ve ever written crackfic. I did New York Times Minus Content edits for TDBM, a ton of those. Also Sext Message Error sets for Lizzington and for Josh/Donna. And Welcome To Nightvale sets for iZombie and Lizzington. And OTP Bot sets for Lizzington.

And this isn’t EXACTLY crack, but my original tumblr claim to fame was this Hamilton/TWW crossover that got reblogged by Lin himself.

F - What’s the longest you’ve ever been in a fandom

Mm, the first time I actively joined a fandom was Buffy, and I was about 14 when that started for me…so as of this year I’ll have been in that fandom for 20 years! But I’ve been a fangirl literally my whole life, I just didn’t really join fandoms before the internet, and I started using the internet more in junior high and HS.

G - Do you remember your first OTP, if so who was in it

Lou/Joey from Brotherly Love, or Claire/Trevor from Cupid (original run), or Dharma and Greg, or Allison/Wade from CryBaby, or Idgie/Ruth from Fried Green Tomatoes. I was a shipping prodigy, and the couples I was obsessed with as a literal child blur together a bit in the timeline, so I’m not completely sure which came first.

H - What is your favorite source text for fandom stuff (e.g., tv shows, movies, books, anime, Western animation, etc.) 

TV shows.

I - Has tumblr caused you to stop liking any fandoms, if so, which and why

The Aaron Tveit fandom made me uncomfortable watching BrainDead before I even had the chance to decide if I liked it or not. Most fandoms I love, though. I prefer to ignore the drama and focus on the people I actually like. 

J - Name a fandom you didn’t care/think about until you saw it all over tumblr

SO MANY. Parks and Rec, TDBM, Stranger Things…a significant portion of my watchlist comes from this hellsite by now–I have friends with good taste.

K -Say something nice about someone in any of your fandoms

@mossdonnatella is in a lot of my fandoms. She is a much better fic writer than she thinks she is!!

L - Say something genuinely nice about a character who isn’t one of your faves (chars you’re neutral on are fair game, as are chars you dislike)

I really ended up disliking Jacob a lot, on Grace and Frankie. But I will say that in the beginning he is very respectful of Frankie’s boundaries and tries to be patient with her, and I did like that.

M - Say something genuinely nice about a ship that you don’t ship (or its shippers, or anything related to you)

I don’t actively ship Jancy on Stranger Things after seeing S1 (I don’t really ship Steve/Nancy either, though…I think I mostly just ship Nancy x happiness) but the moment when her mom knocks on her bedroom door and they reach for each others’ hands instinctively? That is a damn fine understated sweet connection moment and I really enjoyed and believed it.

N - Name three things you wish you saw more or in your main fandom (or a fandom of choice)

Okay since a lot of my top fandoms are for shows that ended a long time ago, I’m going with One Day At A Time. In fic or in canon, I want to see a lot more of Schneider being Penelope’s BFF and her confidant. I want more serious!Schneider moments bc it turns out the actor rocks at them, and I want to see Pen really get to move on from Victor as her kids get older, I want real confirmation that she’s finally past any possibility of reconciliation with him bc she deserves SO MUCH BETTER.

O - Choose a song at random, which ship or character does it remind you of

Randomizing my music gave me “Quiet” by MiLCK feat. GW Sirens and Capital Blend. 

Sample lyrics:

Cuz no one knows me, no one ever willIf I don’t say something, take that dry blue pillThey may see a monster, they may run awayBut I have to do thisI can’t keep quiet, no A one woman riot

Despite the mature meaning behind the lyrics, and probably because I’m watching Stranger Things right now, it reminds me of Eleven, the tiny badass fighting her way to freedom.

P - Invent a random AU for any fandom (we always need more ideas)

Alright, I’m gonna invent one right off the top of my head right here and now since you asked. Um… a One Day At A Time AU in which Penelope meets Schneider not as her landlord but as a patient, once she becomes an NP. Doctor/patient “okay if you won’t stop asking me out then get a new doctor so I can say yes” fluff ensues.

Q - A ship you’ve abandoned and why

Lizzington. I’m technically still writing fic for it bc I have a chapter fic to finish, but I haven’t watched the show in years, I avoid content for it, and have no interest in it anymore besides the phantom limb feeling of having been so invested in a ship for that long and making friends around it.

R - A pairing you ship that you don’t think anyone else ships

Well, since I mentioned it earlier, I think I’m the only person ever to watch the scenes Bud and Brianna have together in Grace and Frankie and think “that should really be a thing.” 

Also…Kate/Donna from The West Wing. Based entirely on one scene.

S - Show us an example of your personal headcanon (prompts optional but encouraged)

I genuinely don’t understand this question, sorry. What’s an ‘example’ of my headcanon, and how does that relate to prompts? If somebody wants to explain this to me, I’ll answer it. 

T - Do you have any hard and fast headcanons that you will die defending, about anything at all (gender identity, sexual or romantic orientation, extended family, sexual preferences like top/bottom/switch, relationship with poetry, seriously anything)

Yep yep yep. Andy was the leak, not Toby, and that is the hill I will die on always. I’m sure I have others, but that’s the big one.

U - 5 favorite characters from 5 different fandoms

Toby Ziegler (TWW), Alice Harvey (TDBM), Lorelai Gilmore (Gilmore Girls), Jim Hopper (Stranger Things), and Spencer Hastings (from what I just saw of PLL with @actuallylukedanes). 

V - 3 OTPs from 3 different fandoms

Luke/Lorelai, Gilmore Girls. Parker/Hardison/Eliot, Leverage. Joyce/Hopper, Stranger Things.

W - 5 favorite ships and 5 kinks you like best for said ships

Josh/Donna (TWW), Donna in control. Matthew/Alice (TDBM), hurt/comfort sex. Alvareider (ODAAT), “whoops are we kissing wait do we like each other?”Jared/Miss Parker (The Pretender), conflicted kisses up against wallsI’m having trouble thinking of a 5th one but I used to really like Lizzington angry!sex bc damn that ship was angsty

X - top 5-10 characters who are yoUR PRECIOUS BABIES AND YOU WILL DIE DEFENDING THEM

Eleven, Toby Ziegler, Schneider, Lena Luthor, Logan Echolls, literally every main character on The Good Place.

Y - What are your secondhand fandoms (fandoms you aren’t in personally but are tangentially familiar with because your friends/people on your dash are in them)

Game of Thrones, Agents of Shield, Doctor Who (though I finally have started this one!), Jane the Virgin, The Worst Witch, and lots more…I like learning about fandoms secondhand. 

Z - Just ramble about something fan-related, go go go (prompts optional but encouraged)

Every single one of these tiny Stranger Things children in S1 is the epitome of epic friendship and I love it. Mike jumps off a cliff to protect Dustin and Dustin’s willing to get his teeth cut out to protect Mike and Lucas offers a sincere apology when he’s wrong, something most adults still suck at, and Will tells Mike the truth even when he would benefit from lying and Eleven chooses death to save them all and they are beautiful and perfect and I love them.