#don't mind my lil delulu

[arisewanekosuki]

omg Kuni really loves me 💞😭

I got him around 25-30 pity and this was 50/50 too!!! I love you too Kuni 💞💞💞💞_(:3」∠)_

[pottersfia]

more grumpy x sunshine theo x hufflepuff!reader please! fluff, but if you wanna add a lil angst in it too! reader is super sweet and everyone loves her (including the slytherine group who took her under their wing. i don’t have anything super specific, but i love your writing and need more of this trope. 🥹 maybe he’s grumpy towards everyone except her. anything haha!

a/n: theo is a little out of character here in my opinion buttttt him and the afraid of commitment trope just makes sense to me and it’s ok to be delulu 🫶🏾

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you and theodore nott had interesting relationship. the slytherin boy had asked you out on a date and you gladly accepted. your time together went well, but instead of having the usual second and third dates, the two of you casually hung out together.

theodore's friends did not mind at all. they liked having you around. not only were you one of the few hufflepuffs who didn't negatively stereotype slytherins, but when you were around theodore was less grumpy and mean. they all knew he had crazy feelings for you.

this fact was less obvious to you, however. theodore was known for his nonchalant, grumpy nature and you were aware, but surely it would change with a girl he liked? you began to doubt that he even liked you after the date.

"maybe he just wants to be friends. i don't know what i did wrong." you grumbled to pansy. she gave you a puzzled look. you were sat with her in the slytherin common room at a friday night party.

"are you joking? he definitely likes you. he's just not that good at expressing his feelings." she motions over to where theodore was standing. across the common room, past the crowd of students was theodore, draco, and blaise. as soon as you turned your head to look in his direction your eyes met. you gave him a smile and a small wave which he responded to with a slight nod and brief tight lipped smirk back. he then turned back to his friends. you rolled your eyes.

"y/n he has been staring at you this entire time!" pansy said.

"if he actually likes me he needs to make it more obvious."

the two of your drift off in conversation about school, music, and eventually the likelihood of your classmates becoming rich and famous. but now you were thirsty. you excused yourself and stood up to grab yourself a drink.

a few boys you never talked to were standing around the drinks but you didn't mind. you would get something and quickly go back to pansy. you smiled at one of the boys who looked at you as you approached. you grabbed a can and began to make your way back until he spoke up.

"y/n?" he said which caught you off guard.

"huh?" you blinked blankly at him.

"y/n, right? i'm andrew. from divination." he smiled at you.

"oh. oh! andrew, hi." you smiled as you recognized your classmate. "sorry, you look so different out of your uniform."

"yeah, you too. you look incredible." he said, looking you up and down.

"thanks." you awkwardly laughed.

your brief greeting turned into a full on conversation which theodore, who was watching right next to you, did not enjoy.

"y/n." you paused your conversation and abruptly looked up to the side of you to see theodore. you tried to hold back a smile.

"hi theo." you replied. he gave you a small smile then looked past you at andrew.

"i need to talk to you." he said looking back at you. you tilted your head a little surprised and unsure what he wanted to talk about, but you kindly looked back at andrew.

"i'll see you later?" you said. he smiled and nodded. you walked away with theodore, missing the disgusted look he gave andrew.

the two of you settled in a corner on the opposite side of the common room. you leaned against the wall and looked up at him. all he did was give you another smile and place his hand on cheek.

"you're so pretty, y/n." his words are soft and you feel your knees practically go weak, but where was this coming from?

"theo.." you broke eye contact making him lift your head to look back at him. "what did you want to talk about?" you ask.

"i just wanted you to myself." he shrugged. you furrowed your eyebrows.

"stop being mean." you grab his hand and lower it off of you.

"what are you talking about?" he's shocked at your words, you never sound this serious.

"do you actually like me?" you ask him. he stays quiet. "it's frustrating because i thought our date went really well but i don't know what we are right now."

"it did go well." he replied.

"so now what, theo?" he's quiet again. his silence is loud to you. in your head it's obvious that he has no interest in being with you, so why entertain him? you scoff and walk again, hearing him call out your name as you exit the common room.

"y/n! stop, please." he caught up to you and you turned around to him. "i like you. a lot. i want to be with you but i don't think i'm relationship material."

"what do you mean?" you ask him.

"you should be with someone that can guarantee you a good relationship. i don’t know if i’m that person.” you frown at his words. theodore was had a reputation for being with multiple girls and coming off as somewhat rude but you saw more than that in him. the entire time you’ve known each other he’s treated you better than anyone ever has.

“i want to be with you, theo. no one else.” you say to him.

“are you sure?” he asks. you grab onto the collar of his shirt and pull him closer, giving him a kiss which he gladly reciprocates.

“very sure.” you say as you slightly pull apart, just for him to kiss you once again.

[mochinomnoms]

picture: PTM jade and mc/y/n/yuu and jade drops "subtly" that morays mate for life and that he thinks shy ppl are cute, and hopes they can crack out of their shells, in order to try and coax the reader into getting over they're "shyness" toward they're feelings to him

i also think it would be funny if jade was lamenting about how no one wants to join his club :( he just wants someone to hike with :(( just for his pearl to point out that no one in their right mind would walk into the woods with the scariest mf in school, whose actively proud of how scary he is

jades reaction: :O D:

even worse if reader said something like "at risk of getting my ass beat" before saying all that to him

I love the idea of Jade trying to subtly push Yuu into being more forward with him, but maybe being conflicted because their shyness is soooooo cute! I think he gets a kick out of them getting riled up and then claming back up in their little bubble again. It's cute, and he wants to see it a much as possible.

I don't know how he drops it, but somehow the topic of romance comes up, maybe Yev is talking about an arranged marriage he's in. He's complaining that the other person is not his type, but it's fine, since he can divorce after a couple of years with the help of a solid prenup. Maybe Jade makes a mention that morays rarely divorce, looking at Yuu as he says, "We morays mate for life, once we've chosen a mate, we never look back."

They're sweat dropping, trying to nonchalantly look away like they aren't aware of Jade's devastating love for them. It helps when he immediately turns to Riddle and asks, "You'd know, wouldn't you Riddle? My brother has been chasing after you for years now, fuhuh."

Now it's a whole scene with Riddle, red faced, demanding that Jade explain what exactly he's insinuating, while Jade is smiling and keeping quiet.

But regarding the club, I like to think he gets new people during his third year! Wynfred is a weird little shit, so he doesn't get put off by Jade, or really listens to everyone's warnings. He assumes that Jade will like him cause he's great and everyone loves him! A lil delulu as a treat.

[7ndipity]

Dating Yoongi headcanons

Yoongi x Reader

Warnings: swearing, lil suggestive, not proofread.

A/N: Alright, if we're gonna do this series, then it's time we talk about my ult. The man, the myth, the meow meow(I'm sorry Yoongi)

(Also, I'm already planning a pt.2 for this series that's more on the crack side, so if anyone wants to send me headcanons for the members to possibly be included in future lists?)

Masterlist

Requests are open

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Dating Yoongi is comfortable.

So soft for you, I can't even begin. Like, I don't understand how people ever think he's cold, he is the epitome of soft boi.

Blushes when you complement or brag on him.

Turns into a scrunched up, spluttering mess if you call him cute(we love our tsundere).

Very cautious at first with his feelings, but once he feels comfortable enough to open up, he's very straight forward.

To call it dating is a bit generous though. Like, y'all immediately go from 'kinda dating' to 'married-but-not-married'.

Tells you he loves you for the first time in one of those long ass, 3am texts like he sends to the members.

Random,(half-)joking proposals(Marry me, Yoongi uno reverse card!)

"What kind of ramen do you want?" "Marry me." "Both it is."

So many songs about you, but you will not know until they're released(or he makes them into a playlist/mixtape for your birthday or anniversary)

Actually really hesitant about letting you in his studio(sorry fellow writers). He just prefers to have a level of separation between his work and you.

Dates are usually pretty chill(except for special occasions or when he wants to flex and rents out a whole fucking skating rink for y'all or smth)

Another who lives for domestic activities with you, like cooking together or even just grocery shopping. Idk, he just likes getting to be with you.

Probably would love going camping with you in one of those little camper vans.

Likes to teach you things?

I mean, he won't want to be your full time teacher, but if you show an interest in smth like piano or producing, he'll get a kick out of teaching you the basics.(let him teach you about basketball, he'll lose his gd mind)

Not big on nicknames(big shock🙄). Like, you have a perfectly good name, why not just fucking use it? Also calls you 'Jagi', but that's if he's feeling particularly soft or needy.

Acts of service King.

Have you eaten? He's making food. Are you cold? Makes you take his jacket. His top priority is making sure you're taken care of.

Gets lowkey jealous of Holly getting too much of your attention. "Yah, are you dating me or my dog?!"

Sass and bickering are basically a second language for you two.

Subtle about pda. If he's not holding your hand, he has to have one resting on your back.

SOMEONE HOLD HIS FUCKING HAND FOR THE LOVE OF-(sorry, I'm calm)

Not always vocal about wanting physical affection, but when he is, he's lowkey dramatic.

*laying on the couch*"If you don't kiss me, I'm gonna die." *kiss* "Better?" "Hmm, still in critical condition. Keep going."

Another who gets more than a little enjoyment in winding you up into a flustered mess, and is smug about it(again, shocking no one, I'm sure)

Slow, lingering kisses as he holds onto you like you're the most precious thing in the world.

Gets really quiet if you fight(and sulks), but is usually the first to apologize because he absolutely cannot stand y'all being mad at each other.

Holds you to go to sleep.

"Marry me." "M'kay."

Okay, that's enough delulu for right now, Imma go cry.

[thelov3lybookworm]

plotwist: delulu reader x delulu azriel😍

” he is so inlove with me ”

” y/n he tried to kill you ”

” yeah but he tried to do it in a careful way 😍🤞 ”

” she is obsessed with me ”

” she called you an ugly bastard and punched you? ”

” i know she loves me🤞😍 ”

A/n: I was about to reply to this last night, but then I decided it was too funny not to write something. It's a lil blurb hehe 🤭

(Also, should I add this to my masterlist? I don't think I should...?)

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Y/n bared her teeth in a sneer, glaring at the spymaster who simply stared at her.

"How many times do I have to tell you that I am Mor's friend?"

She had been caught as she was trying to enter Velaris to meet up with her friend. Y/n was originally from the Winter Court, and she met Mor through Vivianne. The two of them had become the best of friends since.

Mor was always the one who came to meet Y/n in the Winter Court, and so on her birthday today, Y/n had decided to surprise Mor. She had been sneaking in when Azriel had appeared in fron of her, slashing his knives around.

The two of them had surely seen each other around, at high lords meetings a parties, but Azriel apparently didn't know that Y/n and Mor were friends.

"She'll be here in no time. We can determine then if you are a friend or not." He sneered right back, his eyes, one bruised by the punch she had delivered before being restrained by his shadows, dropping to Y/n's neck, where he'd had his knife not longer than an hour ago, nearly killing her in the process of restraining her.

She sighed, rolling her eyes. "What did I even expect from an ugly bastard like you?"

His jaw clenched. "Shut your fucking mouth before I stab my dagger clean through your throat. We'll see how much you talk then."

Before Y/n couldn't retort, Mor and Cassian had appeared in the doorway to the room in which they were in.

Mor gasped, rushing up to Y/n, grinning. The Shadows holding her in place reluctantly let her go, and Y/n hugged Mor while glaring at the shadowsinger.

He rolled his eyes and walked away, iut of the room and, with a last glance at them, the general followed.

Y/n eyed the place where the Spymaster had been a moment before, and then launched into an explanation on what happened.

"Oh mother, he's so in love with me. He's always eyeing me when we see each other."

Mor stared at her incredulously. "Y/n– didn't he just try to kill you?"

"Yeah, but he was very gentle." Y/n wiggled her brows with a shy smile.

Mor scoffed, but then she began laughing. "Oh Y/n, you're so delusional."

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Azriel's pov.

It had been an hour since he left Y/n in that room with Mor, and he couldn't stop thinking about her. He and Cassian had begun their everyday training sin after the left. Note they were drinking some water.

"What's on your mind?" Cassian asked, gulping down water.

He thought for a moment, wondering if he should tell his brother about his thoughts. "Y/n."

"Mor's friend? What about her?" Cassian filled another glass of water, raising it to take a drink.

"She is obsessed with me. Everytime we see each other, she won't stop staring at me."

The water in the Cassian's mouth came spraying out. "What?! She fucking called you an ugly bastard and punched you?! What makes you think she's obsessed with you?"

"I know she loves me." Azriel smirked, staring off into the distance before he made his way to the exit, leaving Cassian to gape.

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[xzinbdg]

riize as songs from my playlist!

just riize as songs that remind me of them in some way!

𐙚 shotaro

apple - charli xcx

idk what it is about this song but it just screams taro like the vibes and riize are very much in for the brat summer 😭😭😭

city girls - chris brown

let's be real i would die if he danced to this song and i feel like it would suit his dancing style so much oh lord

heart racing - kanii

this is just how taro makes me feel fr he's so attractive is crazy

𐙚 eunseok

reflections - the neighborhood

he just idk he feels like this song to me genuinely he also kind of looks like it if u get what I mean

please stop screaming - nimstarr

this is so eunseok!!!!! the vibes are very much eunseok and I can actually see him listening to this

reminder - the weeknd

no matter who your bias is eunseok is always in your mind somewhere like this man is the bias wrecker of bias wreckers

𐙚 sungchan

fe!n - travis scott, playboi carti

i just feel like he would love this song it's so hype just like our hype boy sungchan

i like the way you kiss me - artemas

now....i get a lil delulu when i think of him and this song bcs.....imagine......like....let me stop

cardigan - don toliver

don't stick around you should save yourself!!!!! that's so......this is another song that just gives me sungchan vibes i totally see him vibing to it

𐙚 wonbin

cologne - beabadoobee

again he looks like this song and i feel like bf wonbin is very much obsessed with his partner he would not let them go!!!!

starboy - the weeknd

wonbin always reminds me of stars he just has this vibe and he also wears a lot of star themed things such as his necklace!

out of touch - daryl hall & john oates

i feel like he would listen to it a lot! maybe even playing some guitar to it 🤧

𐙚 seunghan

ohihiro - billie eilish

"did you take my love away from me?" ☹️ like everytime i hear this song i just think of him and how much i miss him

run for the hills - tate mcrae

i feel like seunghan would give you love that just feels surreal so you think "wtf i just run away before I get hurt" because it seems like he would leave u after

tumblr girls - g-easy, christoph andersson

he looks like that specific part of the song, the "never knew her name" just soft ☹️ god come back to us....

𐙚 sohee

moment - vierre cloud

this is what plays in my head everytime I see sohee...he's just so mesmerizing....his face his pretty moles his voice...

what do you mean? - justin bieber

sohee to me feels like the classic justin bieber 😭 like the bangers from like 2014-2017 it started in talk saxy and just stayed with me

hurts me - tory lanez

this song is so sohee vibes to me!!! like i imagine a late night drive to nowhere really and just vibes

𐙚 anton

i must apologise - pinkpantheress

the softness of this song with the kind of playful vibe really gives me anton the way hes so soft spoken and fun to be around

nonsense - sabrina carpenter

i do have nonsense inside my head when I see anton sometimes....like this man is literally crazy and now that he gained confidence is so over for us

brazil - declan mckenna

this whole song is so anton coded it's crazy i also feel like he would love to listen to it!!

riize masterlist

[mondaymelon]

MERRY CHRISTMAS !!! gifts ensue.

he really went. blep. hi user @ilyuu. im proud of this one so congrats wanderer takes home first gift wooo

lmao id like to apologise in advance as this was brought on because of me but I got super burnt out drawing like 20 of these over the course of 2 days... if you see the quality of the drawings declining ( which you will ) please don't mind it!! thank you.

@anonbinaryweirdo. sigh. i get whiplash whenever you're super nice and then in the span of the next three seconds immediately do something vile

@soleillunne. we don't talk much but from what I know you are such a sweet person omg !! and your works??? dies inside (in a good way). the way you write xiao maks me so. puddle like

@realkavehgf. we agree on one things (amongst others) and that is that kaveh is. kAVEH IS. MALFUNCTIONS PERISHES.

@emphasisondrvgs. you scare me. please take your ranpo and quietly see yourself out LMAO /j

@pjsk-writin. AMIMI ONE OF MY FIRST EVER MOOTS !!! im so proud of mikoto. sighs. straitjackets are smth else to draw .. BUT HES SO. MMMMMM !!!!

@circyexistforcontent AAAHHH HI PRECIOUS. I LIKE YOU BUT I DONT REALLY LIKE DILUC SO. TAKE THIS... quietly throws up

@whats-it-mean. puka puka. head empty. puka puka. please stop your affairs with my mother.

@falors. UGLY SOBS. UGLY CRIES. I LOVE YOU /P SM. WAAHHHH TEARS TEARS TEARS you are the most talented person ever I S T G gRAAAHHH YOU BETTER GET 18412409128410948 FOLLOWERS THIS YEAR OR I WILL RIOT. mwah.

@dustofthedailylife. omg. hi dust... tbh ive been so concerned for you recently with how much life is running you over with a pickup truck so wishing for your improved health soon !! alhaith is a smort guy what can I say

@the-white-void. DEAREST. literally one of the first people I ever interacted with on this platform and you're actually. like. literally one of the sweetest people I have ever met. KLEE IS SUCH A CUTIE FJSFJDK

@kaeffeinee. OMG. m..my kitten- woah WHO just said that. wild shit right there. have something you don't like?? have something that's been pestering you for far too long?? no worries. its the official nag seal of mendokusai !!!!

@lillonvia. sobs. I didn't do the man justice.loud sobs. DFSDDSF YOUR ART MAKES ME WANT TO LIKE DISENTAGRAT INTO GLOWING BALLS oF FUZZ AND FLOAT INTO THE HEAVENS I DONT KNOW HOW ELSE TO DESCRIBE IT. WE ARE SO DELULU oVER XIAO. FOAMS AT THE MOUTH

@absolutelyobsessedkiya. HELP WHY IS MINORI SO BRIGHT.... she's literally shining what. we need to talk more pspsspsp I just now found out that you're a fan of milgram!! remember like last year I was all 'whose that pretty pink person on their pfp??' AND NOW I FINALLY KNOW THATS ITS MUU RAHHHH

@auroratumbles. meow. cat. what a sweetie. I don't even know what my art style is doing here anymore Istg what even. what even BYE LETS TALK ABOUT XIAO LATER !!

@papiliotao. mwah. a kith for you. mWAH. ANOTHER KITH. SJFKSDJFLS GRAHHH YOU ARE THE SW E. E T E ST AND YOUR THE SWEETEST AND YOUR CAT IS THE SWEETEST AND YOUR VOICE IS MAKING ME WANT TO ELEVATE INTO THE CLOUDS AND YOURE SO SILLY EVEN THOUGH YOU DONT LIKE AKITIO SHINONOME

@yinyinggie. hihihi ying !! it honestly amazes me how you're able to juggle so many events and servers at once. im actually in awe. always look at xiao he's so emo and short

@solxima. GRAHHH HI. I DONT LIKE HOW JINGYUAN LOOKS IN THIS BUT. DLJFLSDJ DIES> I CANT DO THIS AN Y M O RE. your honor. hes so cat coded hes so cat coded he's so PERISHS

@yelshin. WAIIIIT NO YOUR NAME GOT CUT OFF> iM SORRY. I don't know why he looks... so r e g a l in this but its definitely giving off oRAtRice MecAnIquE DAnAlySe CARdiNAle .

@vennnnn-diagram. LOUD SCREAMING N O . YOUR NAME GOT CUT OFF TOOOODJSKFLSD JGAIJFAD JKLJFD:LFS. anyways. I need to see nahida smiling more she deserves everything and then some. aranaras are so silly giggles

@lume-nosity. I hold the slightest bit of guilt for putting your angsty ish drawing right next to happy lil nahida buT AHAHAH IT MAKES IT HURT MORE IG. took some inspo from your blog title... mwah ily lume. I WAS SO SCARED TO TALK TO YOU AT FIRST WHEN I SENT YOU THAT MOOT ASK BUT I AM EVER SO HAPPY THAT I DID !!!

th end. im actually so dead lmao my fingers actually were starting to bleed afklsdjfaskdjfklsdjflkasdjflksjflkjowejtoij enjoy your Christmas gifts mooties !! if anyone asks why I haven't been posting fics as promised. this is why. ill be in a coffin for a while please let my soul rest

OH AND FORGOT TO MENTION I DREW THESE BASD ON THE MOOTIES THAT COMMNTED ON MY THINGY LIKE LAST WEEK WHICH ASKED WHICH CHARACTER THY WANTD I LOVE YOU ALL PSPS I PROMIS

[carcarcraziiv2]

Heartsteel Yone Boyfriend HC's

Yone -drooling- -fanning myself- -literally delulu over this guy-

Tryna be inclusive in these so using b/g (boy/girl) for the praises.

TW: Dom, Possessiveness, floof, -shrug-. Enter at your own risk ig? It do get a lil' dirty but nothing cwazy.

Yone is a very possessive man. Although he keeps a calm and collected composure around his peers, he seethes inside if anyone is giving you the attention you're only meant to get from him. He will grab you by the waist and glue you to his side like you're simply an extension of him. He isn't big on PDA; rather will do things such as praise you or use his words to get you flustered in the right scenario. "Good b/g" praise under his breath after you grab his hand when a man walks up to you at a club. You're not sure if he really even means for you to hear it, but you do none the less. "I saw that man approaching you. You're such a good b/g for coming back to me. Showing him who you belong to."

Yone isn't outwardly a big joker, but he loves to do little things to make you laugh. Your smile is everything to him, and he will do some ridiculous things just to see it even if for a fleeting moment. Even his little tickles make you laugh (ofc, you're getting tickled), and it makes you laugh harder when he gets upset that you got upset that he was tickling you (say that five times fast). Either way, Yone is a good time, even if he can be stern sometimes. "And then, Kayn got stuck in the wall! It was totally hilarious...Gods, that smile is perfect."

Yone is not overly worried about getting your attention, however he is a big tease when it comes to giving you attention. For example, if you are feeling needy and want his attention, he may ignore you all day to get you riled up. The result is that by the time he gives you his undying attention, it feels 1000% better. On the other hand, sometimes it turns brat mode on for you and then he has no choice but to give you attention, making sure you know to behave. You'll pester and annoy him until he has you bent over his knee. "You wanted my attention that bad, y/n? Couldn't wait for me, could you? Count for me. Smack. Good. Again. Smack..."

Yone kisses a LOT for someone who is so reserved. Always in the comfort of your own home. He wants you to think of his lips pressed against yours even when the two of you aren't together. Nearly every time he passes you, he at least leans down to give you a quick peck on the lips. Sometimes he will grab you and pull you close, so close that your breath lingers together like a caress. He will tease you, lean down, kiss the corners of your lips before pressing a soft one to the center. "You're so... perfect. -kiss- I can't get enough of you, little love."

Arguments are never easy, especially when the person you are with is as intelligent as Yone. Don't take it the wrong way, you have your own smarts, but this guy is smart smart. He manages a band of silly goofs and has the gumption to get his way. He is very stubborn and is hard to break when you are trying to get your point across. However, if you somehow manage to get his resignation, he will make it up to you (even if he's grumpy about it). "I'm sorry. I- I... Ugh. Do you want to go to your favorite restaurant? I'll take you there. Sorry, honestly I'm still upset you were right."

Yone is a busy man, so he doesn't have a lot of time to elongate goodbyes. He will however send you little messages throughout the day to get you excited for his return (as if you weren't already). When he returns, he nearly smothers you as if you are his oxygen, and he hasn't had enough of you all day. "On your knees tonight, I want to see you there when I open the door." "I've missed you, my love. I couldn't get you off my mind."

[ihatedtoadmit]

The Windows To My Soul [6]

pairing: OT8 x fem! reader

genre: soulmates, fluff, crack

warnings: Please read the 'Summary' of this series, all are listed there!

word count: ~3.5k

summary: Everything comes crashing down, and somehow the explanation for it makes sense to your jumbled brain.

author's note: Since I had this written already and I'll get busy, I'm feeding you guys with a double update. Please don't forget to take your delulu pills, unlike me.

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The next time my eyes opened, I was alone on the couch, the room plunged into darkness.

For a few seconds I just laid there, blinking at the dark ceiling, not knowing why I woke up so suddenly. I wasn’t particularly thirsty, my bladder wasn’t full and not even my leg was cramping viciously, as if it was out for my blood.

But then the pain registered in my brain.

It was that same, dull ache in my ribcage, just amplified twofold. It was a miserable constant throughout my whole chest, pulsing with every heartbeat, as if the two synced up and became one. Not only that, but it gradually started seeping into my left arm and neck, as if it was a slow working poison.

I sat up slowly, my back cracking along, something I had sadly grown used to after a few years. One of my hands raised up to my chest, just above where my erratic heart lied, massaging the area fruitlessly.

Why did I have such a useless, shitty body? It broke down every chance it got, ruining my little happiness in life constantly.

I sighed, carding a hand through my hair and swinging my feet over the edge of the couch, just sitting there, zoning out in the pitch black room. The pain was bad, maybe even worse if I was honest with myself for a second or two, but I could tolerate it if I really tried.

So tried, I did.

I quietly shuffled around the room after standing up, holding my arms out in front of myself as a safety precaution, knowing how clumsy I could get sometimes. I could hardly see anything, with the windows being completely covered and all. But thankfully, I somehow made my way to the front door without tripping over anything -a miracle in itself, mind you-. Now it was time to search for my bag and– ah, there it was. Fishing my phone out of it, I turned on the flashlight and used it to find my little sketchbook and pencil case I usually took with myself on my travels. They were similar to my headphones: something I couldn’t live with, their presence providing me with a blanket of safety.

Having successfully located and retrieved said items, I quietly sneaked back to the living room and sat down on the ground at the coffee table, knees popping and cracking as I bent them to be by my side.

I could use my phone's flashlight to doodle around no problem, so that was what I decided to go with. But only after ensuring my mask was on and my headphones were sitting over my ears snugly, then connecting the device to my phone via Bluetooth and disabling ambient awareness after I had retrieved it from the same lil coffee table. I needed to blast music into my ears, to not let any thought form or process in my mind, lest they consume me alive.

Lines formed on the paper as I was listening to Volcano by Han on repeat, soon turning into little skzoo figures goofing and fooling around. Some were tiny, held in a hand safely, while some were bigger, more backpack-sized. Scenarios that never happened were imagined on the paper, along with ones that were recorded and put up onto the internet. Sometimes, a ninth animal could be seen amongst them, as I was unable to stop myself from drawing my own character, even in the presence of the boys.

Time flew by without me noticing, my goal reached as I could shut the thought of misery and pain out of my head.

But then someone grabbed my shoulder, causing me to let out a small scream and throw my pen away into the 4th dimension.

I jerked my head to their direction instinctually, connecting eyes with Chan, someone who was rightfully looking surprised and maybe even scared. There was definitely a little scared in there. I quickly took my headphones off, the loud music only heard for a second before it automatically paused -pros of having smart headphones- and I immediately apologised to the startled male.

"Naur, naur, it's okay, sorry for startling ya. When did you wake up? It's still pretty early in the morning." "Oh, not too long ago." - I lied, not wanting to be a bother still. "I see. But still, you should go back to sleep if ya can."

I gently shook my head at his proposal, the ache in my body too great to ignore and enter the lands of dreams.

He hummed in response, yet his eyebrows furrowed slightly for just a second. I noticed them, even as he masked it with a light smile and changed the topic to what I had been doing, eyes already scanning over my pages filled to the brim with loose-lined sketches.

Realising I was literally drawing their stuff, skzoo, I quickly shut my notebook closed, embarrassed enough to consider digging myself a hole somewhere. I couldn't show it to them, no, never. Besides, they were mere sketches, nothing too spectacular.

Despite all those thoughts circling in my head, Chan whined and begged me to show him, having probably already seen it was related to his idol group. But I didn't budge, not even as he poked my sides and decided to tickle me in the earliest hours of the day.

Like, damn, he really fucking tickled my sides. The man showed no mercy, even though he knew what state I was in, having been the one who kept putting ice packs on it.

And I was just left there, wheezing and dying as silently as I could, not wanting to wake the others up in my losing battle for air.

But as luck would have it, they soon started waking up and decided to join us anyway. Well, him, really, as I was the victim of the two aussies now, left completely at their mercy.

Thankfully, the two soon stopped, probably due to my still very much injured arm and allowed me to catch my breath. And I did, desperately inhaling as much as I could as I laid there on my back, my breath hitching with every sharp pain that could be felt in my chest. It was as if a searing hot metal was pressed into my skin, the feeling moving in a strangely rule-abiding pattern. I shut my eyes closed, jaw tightly held together as I rolled over, not wanting to be seen grimacing, the feeling now slowly ebbing off and easing up a tad.

Soon the initial shock wore off and I could quickly sit up, my face not showing any signs of discomfort even as the hurting place now felt raw and throbbed relentlessly in sync with my racing heartbeat.

"Don't get me wrong, I would never pass on a good tickle session, but what was the occasion?" - Felix asked, laying partly on top of Chan, the two acting calm thankfully. "Oh yea, Eevee doesn't wanna show me her art. Even though I saw a Bbokari in there too." - Chan casually replied, having the gall to even pout, as if he didn't just release the little devil on me.

I stared at him incredulously, feeling wounded and betrayed.

Sure enough, Felix whipped his head over to my direction, eyes glinting with something I couldn't quite identify, yet it still caused a shiver to run down my spine. Without a second of a doubt I lunged at my sketchbook, holding it close to my chest and scrambling off of the floor before the man could take it from me.

He was very, very close to it though.

The sunshine incarnate pleaded with me, his voice turning whiny and higher pitched than usual, but it didn't work on me. I continued to run, run to my little bag and hide my little sketchbook in there, out of anyone’s desperate reach.

Somehow, by some miracle, I succeeded, zipping it back up right as Felix slammed into me.

Good thing I was already sitting, otherwise I would have fallen to the ground with full force. I would not have appreciated that.

"But Eeveeee, lemme seeee, pleaseeeee!!" "Naur." "Eeeveeeee, please please pleaseeee?" "F-felix-..." "Come on, pretty please with a cherry on top?"

I could only stare at him, at the famous idol, who had the body of a sculpture crafted by the gods themselves, just… whine and plead to see my shitty art.

"These…are only sketches, Felix. Really not something worthy to be begging for. Ask Hyunjin to draw you some next time."

His expression shifted, eyebrows pulled together and lips set into a slight frown.

"I want to see your art. Not Hyunjin's, Picasso's or anyone else's. Why would you say that?" "Because theirs is better. It's a simple fact."

He put his hands on my shoulders, holding me at arm's length, eyes fixated on me with a fierce fire burning inside.

"Don't say that, ever again. Jesus, you're just like Channie hyung."

His lips were slightly arched down and his nose was scrunched up, but I could only stare and etch the sight into my memory. He looked so genuinely offended at what I had said that I found myself at a loss for words, unable to argue.

Not getting any reaction, he pulled me up by my uninjured hand and led me back to the couch, where everyone else was already sitting, much to my surprise. Jisung's eyes lit up and he beckoned us over, wiggling his way into my lap somehow -only after putting my beloved headphones away, since they were in his stubborn way-. Felix was no better, practically attached to me with how he was hugging me and all.

I looked down at them; they were cheerfully chatting with the others as if this whole thing was completely normal, even though it felt like a fever dream, if anything. Not even the others were that phased by our position, at max you could see amusement dancing on their faces.

It was just so confusing to me, as I looked between the two and the others.

I had no choice but to silently accept it. I guess I had two cuddly cats now or something. Well, technically a quokka and a chicken, if I wanted to be extremely accurate.

"Right, Eevee, we're gonna order some food, eat and then get you checked by a doctor, ‘kay? Is there something you wanna eat in particular?" - Chan spoke up, breaking me out of my short daze. "Oh, uh, no thank you. I'm not hungry." "What, no, you have to eat something!" - Jisung's raised voice earned the attention of the others, heads turning to our direction. "Sungie is right, eat at least a lil bit." - Felix murmured into my ear. "But I'm fine, I usually don't eat breakfast." - I replied, earning some gasps and not so happy grunts.

Before I could even defend myself, Minho sent me the nastiest glare I had ever seen, making me shrink into myself and hide behind Felix and Jisung. Everyone started speaking in korean, while the two in my hold lectured me about the importances of eating breakfast. They were strict and didn't let me speak up, only when relaying my answers about allergies and food preferences to the others.

Yeah, no, these men literally just ordered me food and didn't let me even argue about it.

As Han was listing off all the japanese food he loved the most -mainly for breakfast- and how he wanted me to try them out too, that same, searing pain appeared in my chest. I clenched my jaw shut, teeth grinding together painfully as I tried my best to not show any discomfort on my face. I lowered my head slightly, hoping that Felix and Jisung would shield me from everyone's view.

It hurt.

The feeling radiated and seeped into my arm too, making me unable to pinpoint its source anymore. The limb felt numb, my fingers unable to feel the soft fabric of Jisung's shirt anymore. My breathing wanted to pick up, but I forced it to remain as unchanged as I could, hoping I would succeed.

My pulse was an entirely different beast though.

"Hey, are you okay?"

I looked down at the dark-haired boy in my hold; that now familiar, worried expression sitting on his face.

God damn it me, stop worrying them!

I put on a smile and nodded, hoping to convince him, even though they couldn’t see the expression from the mask that covered half of my face. I hoped to ease Felix’s nerves too with these actions, because he was looking at me the same way, causing the flower of worry to bloom in my chest.

"Your pulse says otherwise. And your hold on me."

Fuck. I didn't even realise I tightened my hold on his waist.

"I'm, uh, I just don't like doctors. I'm nervous about the visit."

It wasn't even a lie anyway, I really did dislike doctors, especially because I would most probably understand nothing from the conversation, since we were in Japan and it was harder to find an english-speaker person here than you would think.

My answer seemed to have placated them, because they settled back against me -the notion of gentle fingers drawing shapes on me not going unnoticed- and continued chatting. I joined in occasionally, whenever they directed a question at me specifically. But otherwise, I was back in my little shell, observing them and zoning out.

Because I was still not okay.

But soon enough, the food arrived and everyone bounded over to the dining table, loudly bickering and joking around. I was dragged there too -quite literally-, finding myself sitting between Minho and Seungmin. How, I had no clue. But their glares and menacing reputation must have had a say in it, if I had to guess.

The table was full of different types of foods, everyone able to find something that fit their taste easily. Before I could even think about what to choose, food started piling up on my plate, my own hands not even fully holding my utensil. Naturally, that meant it was the doing of the two men sitting next to me, Seungmin even explaining what was what innocently. I blinked at him and Minho, confusion most probably sitting on my face.

Nobody did anything about it though, as they just continued on as if nothing was wrong.

With a last, confused and tired blink I nodded back at Seungmin in thanks, picking up my chopsticks and messily eating -this sadly meant i had to pull my mask down to my chin, strengthening my racing pulse-. Messily, because my arm was slightly trembling and while I could use chopsticks, I wasn't a pro at it. And I was nervous as fuck. And also still not that hungry.

But somehow I managed to finish eating, without staining any of my clothes. Okay, well, the hoodie was still mine, something that kept slipping from my mind. The food was divine -i loved japanese food after all-, but I couldn't enjoy it well.

My neck, chest and left arm felt as if they were about to burst into flames and become ash, as if someone was prodding around with a sharp, ablaze rod and then pouring icy water on it afterwards, scarring the flesh permanently.

It felt stifling.

"Hey, you okay there Eevee?" - a soft voice asked from my right, my eyes finding a worried looking Seungmin there. "Oh, uhm, y-yeah, I'm just. Full, yeah, thank you for the food. It was really good. I'll, I'll be right back though."

I waited for a response after I rambled out my answer, gaining a slow nod.

Good enough.

I clumsily stood up, hitting my hip into the chair slightly in my haste, but it didn't matter.

I just needed to get away.

The moment the bathroom door was closed, I wrestled Hyunjin's sweater off and looked into the mirror.

There was a pattern on my chest and left arm, one even barely forming on the sides of my neck.

They were smaller and not connected, but the strange ink glistened on my skin with iridescent colours in swirls and lines, drawing out different, beautiful shapes. One was around my heart and breast, gentle feathers covering the skin and ribs resting beneath. The other was more sharp around the edges, yet the cherry blossoms softened up the picture just right on my bicep.

I–...

I had never gotten any tattoos in my entire life.

What the fuck was all this then?!

As I was about to rub at the mysterious ink, the pain flared up and made me dizzy, forcing me to grip the sink with all the strength I could muster up, lest I fell sideways into the bathtub.

Unfortunately, at that exact moment a knock could be heard, my lightheaded self barely registering the sound.

"Eevee, are you alright in there? You've been inside for an awful while…"

Shit, it was Felix.

I quickly gathered up the last wisps of my strength and went to the door, opening it up just enough for me to peek through. I still didn't have a shirt on after all.

"Y-yeah uh… about that. Can I have a weird question?" "Uhm, sure?" "What would you do if tattoos you had never before seen in your life randomly appeared on your skin?" "Huh?"

The man just looked confused and stunned amidst his worry, and rightfully so. I showed him my arm, extending it out through the gap. He gingerly held the injured limb in his tiny hands, running a few fingers over the newly appeared ink in fascination.

Before he could comment on it, I leaned against the nearby wall a bit too loudly, making him look up and let out a loud gasp.

"Eevee, are you in pain?! Hey, talk to me. Look at me, that's it. Where does it hurt?" - Felix asked as he forced himself into the room much to my dismay, taking my head into his hands and looking into my eyes. "My chest and arm…m-my…neck t-too" - it was all I could say without my voice fully breaking, the pain becoming worse and worse with every second. "Alright, okay, sit tight while I grab Chan hyung, okay? Don't go anywhere!"

And with that, he was out of my sight, his gentle warmth leaving as well. The air suddenly felt too thin, too warm and I had no choice but to slowly slide down the wall onto the ground, sitting there with increasingly hazier eyesight. Oh, and I still had my contact lenses in, that definitely didn't help with that situation at all.

A searing pain travelled through my neck, as if my carotid artery was about to burst into tiny pieces, as if its only goal was to leave me bleeding out on the cold tile floor.

It was as if no matter how much I breathed, no air entered my lungs.

Two figures then appeared in my vision, their sentences a bit muffled and far away sounding. But after a few seconds I could make out that it was Chan and Felix, their worry practically palpable in the scorching air.

"Eevee, can you stand? Eevee! Hey, don't fall asleep, stay with us. I'll… I'll carry you now, okay? Hold on tight!" - Chan said, carefully and hastily gathering me into his arms, Felix draping the red hoodie over my vulnerable form.

Chan's steps were short and quick, shouting out things I didn't understand. Felix was running next to him, talking to me, but only half of it was truly registering in my brain, and that was a generous estimation.

Chan's steps suddenly halted, making me look up at him. He was staring ahead, eyes wide and jaw tight. Following his gaze, I was met with an unknown man, formally clothed and dishevelled looking.

He was talking frantically, breath a bit short, as if he was in a hurry. I didn't understand any of it, of course, but I felt like none of the words were directed at me anyway.

Although when I heard someone mutter the word 'Soulmates…?', I looked at them, confused.

It was Chan once again, his eyes darting between me and everyone else.

The conversation kept going, but it was starting to turn into an argument between several people. The others had arrived as well, gathering around us. I didn't get what it was about, not until Felix uttered 'You're our soulmate?' as he looked at me.

Only then did my delirious eyes notice the others' stares, the gesturing at me, Chan's tightening grip on me.

It was so obvious looking back at it.

But…

"How? I'm..."

The last thing my brain registered were arms holding me tightly and panicked shouting surrounding me.

Next chapter

Taglist: @skzstaykatsy @vampcharxter @linlinaert @yoongibelike

[crazyfor-toby]

hi!! First of all happy belated birthday no idea when you’ll see this but 🥳 I just wanted to see if you could just do some general kinda fluff for Toby and any other of your choosing during like the crush stage

also you are an amazing writer and incredibly creative whoever the douchebag who stood you up is doesn’t deserve you so get yourself a better man bc if anyone deserves it it’s you<3

so yeah that’s the end of my little rant and feel free to just ignore this ask, put yourself first!

-A ❤️

Summary :: Toby during the crush stage

Notes :: thank you so much!🤭 You are too sweet! btw I didn't know which Toby you wanted so I js did High school Toby but I can always change it if you want and make another one for him💟 I'm prob going to add Jeff later but I js wanted to get this out as soon as possible

Warnings :: none that I can think of except for the usual cursing

Readers gender :: None assigned, gender neutral

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This guy is so fucking mean for no reason but hates whenever anyone else is mean to you

He bullies you because he doesn't know how to respond to his own emotions and he has absolutely 0 experience. Plus, he thinks you're only talking to him to mess with him at first

I can see him falling for someone because they were nice to him or because he found them physically attractive as bad as it may sound to some people. But, he does know when someone is only being nice because they feel bad or they are just trying to mess with his feelings he just wants to be treated like a normal human being not get made fun of or have people be overly nice to him because of his disorders but we can get more into those emotions another time.

Even though he can most of the time tell the difference between genuine kindness and people feeling bad, sometimes he may think that people are messing with him when they actually are being genuinely nice because he overthinks everything and lets his bad thoughts take over a lot of the time.

Would definitely zone out while staring at you as he bites his nails and hands... Gets so many side eyes and weird stares because of it too

thinks about you 24/7 to the point it affects his daily life and his mother and sister get worried

He would probably mistake his romantic feelings for platonic at first but when he realizes the only thing that changes is how mean he is to you and I don't mean he gets nicer 😃 your #1 hater and #1 supporter

He's honestly confusing, one minute he'll be thinking you hate him and he doesn't have a chance to thinking he does have a chance and that you have the same feelings for him as he does for you.

Meaning that there's like a 30% he will make a first move on you because you have to catch him in the right mood, at the right time, on the right day which is pretty hard because you'll never know what mood he'll be in and he

He literally just acts like he hates you and if you asked him out or made a move he'd turn it down but then out of no where months later he will ask you out

he's honestly such an attention whore and he only craves your attention now so good luck

the only time he can really talk to you in person outside of school is if you happen to be friends with his sister or you guys meet up somewhere like a park or a cafe which isn't that often because of his parents so he makes up for it by texting you all day

Reminder though that he isn't some soft and shy bundle of joy who is just hurt, he is crazy and is slowly going under the control of Slenderman. He can have major mood swings and will most likely make you end up not liking him for the way he treats you at first, he doesn't mean it tho he's just a lil delulu 😊

Overall, your experience is gonna be a rough 5/10 unless you don't mind his harsh words then it'd be like a 6.5 - 7.5

[beenbaanbuun]

Hey bunny! I'm back at it with my brainrot XD this time the trope is brother's best friend but the subject is still Kang Yeosang cuz I'm obsessed with him and the anti delulu meds didn't work 😮‍💨🫠🫠

I think this is the result of reading too many teacher/personal tutor yuyu fics + seeing posts about how our slow boy is actually hella smart, but can you imagine bratty MC and brother's best friend Yeosang (the brother in question being San or Yunho) who's known all over campus and your neighbourhood as being this sweet lil angel boy.... but who has been an absolute MENACE to you since you were kids?

Not in a harsh way cuz I don't think our boy is capable of that, but he's so indifferent and blunt? Barely pays you any mind at all and when he does it's this clipped, measured politeness?? Which is so unfair because he's beautiful and you've had a crush on him since forever???

Honestly it's more your fault than his that you're always so angry at him, but it makes you snappish and bratty just to try and push his buttons, but he never seems phased, always responds in a cool levelheaded way that's kinda hot and makes you even MORE pissed

So when you're failing math and your oh so wonderful brother decides to volunteer his only number literate friend as a tutor? And for some reason that friend says yes??

I can't finish these thoughts cuz I have a dinner to get to but yeah! Hope you have a good day bunny! Thank you so much for blessing us with all the incredible content that you do, make sure to get some rest and stay hydrated while you're at it <33

~Lyra

no bc i love this so much!!! just reader being bratty and then yeosang being all nonchalant about it AHDKSGDJSV ITS SO GOOD!!!!

but i feel like yeosang would be patient to a degree. like sure, he’s chill and cool about it usually but if you push his buttons too far he just snaps and you don’t expect it at all.

“can you focus?” he grumbles as he tried to find the relevant page in the text book. you’ve been watching the way his hands move over the pages for the best part of 5 minutes now, not taking in a single word he has to say. sure you’ve been listening, kind of, but that’s just so you can hear his deep voice in your ear - no other reason, “i’m not here for fun, y’know…”

you can’t help but scoff because of course not. why would he be here for fun? honestly, you have a hard time working out why he’s here at all, especially when he’s not getting paid for it.

“well, it’s not like you ever focus on what i have to say,” you spit back at him as you put your pen down defiantly. he doesn’t say anything or even acknowledge it, which only serves to drive your frustration up even higher. it’s not like you need a tutor anyway. sure, you’re failing, but you don’t see why that means yeosang had to be called in to help.

“maybe say something worth listening to,” he says, voice as calm as always, “now pick up your pen and work through these logarithmic functions for me.”

years ago you probably would’ve jumped at the thought of doing anything ‘for him’. what with his stupidly pretty face attached to that stupidly muscular body, and his irresistibly deep voice that only seems to come out with irritatingly quick quips. he was the only man to exist in your eyes, and perhaps he still would be if he weren’t so annoying. always so polite with you like you couldn’t see him being so free with other people. never responding to your jokes or rising to your teasing. it’s like he wants nothing to do with you, and you hate it.

in fact, you hate a lot of things, like the fact that you love a man who clearly wants nothing to do with you, or the fact that everything he does regarding you pisses you off. you hate that you can’t seem to shed your feelings of affection and lust towards him despite his apparent distaste of you.

but more than anything, you hate the fact that he’s tutoring you, and for some reason he’s doing it for free.

you sigh and try your hardest to brush away your annoyance. if he’s going to be here, you may as well make him pay, right? maybe if you push his buttons enough he’ll decide he doesn’t want to come back.

“i don’t want to,” you push your pen further onto the page with a shit-eating grin, “so you’re going to have to make me.”

you watch him as he mumbles something under his breath, eyes rolling into his skull in annoyance, and you can’t deny that it feels good to finally get a rise out of him.

“i’ll tell yunho you’re not being cooperative,” he threatens. you shrug your shoulders.

“and what’s he going to do?” you reply, “find me a different tutor? i doubt it,” you smirk and lean in close, “you’re the only one willing to do this for free.”

at this, he closes his eyes and puts his own pen down. you almost cry out in victory when he rubs at his face in frustration, a small groan leaving his lips when he pulls them away again.

“believe me, sangie,” you say in the most sickly sweet tone you can muster, “nothing you can do is going to make me cooperate.”

he turns his head in one shaky motion, and he looks at you properly for the first time since entering your house. he’s pretty as always, but you can hardly take the time to study him when he’s looking at your like he’s a predator about to pounce. his eyes are icy cold as he runs them up and down your body. his jaw is clenched as his gaze finally settles on your face, and you have to admit that the quiet boy has suddenly got very intimidating. you shrink back into your seat.

“fine then,” he says through gritted teeth, “either you do this, or i’ll have to find some other way to teach you a lesson.” now it’s his turn to lean in close. his elbows find purchase on his knees as he lowers his face to yours. you can feel the way his breath brushes against your exposed collarbones, and you hope to anything out there that he doesn’t see the way it sends a shiver down your spine, “don’t think i don’t notice the way you look at me, little girl. i’ve seen you staring at my hands. i know you’ve been daydreaming about me, hm?”

in the blink of an eye, he traps you. with one hand on one of your chair’s arm rests, he spins it until you’re facing him fully. his own rolls forwards until his thigh’s sit either side of yours. you blink at him, all wide eyed and confused. he just smirks at you.

“i’ve seen what you’ve been doing all these years,” a hand drops to your thigh, rubbing gently up and down against the skin that your short skirt - that you’d worn for no reason… no reason at all - had left exposed, “teasing me, trying to get me to drop my act and finally do what we’ve both been craving for so long. i’ve always kept to my lane for the sake of yunho, but i don’t think i can anymore.”

you whimper when he moves his face in close to yours, lips barely brushing up against yours. he smiles, nipping at your bottom lip gently.

“not when you so clearly need to be taught a lesson…”

[kivedreams]

I WANT YOU. part. II knj.

pair. idol namjoon x f. reader. f. is latina poc.

genre. falling in love, established relationship, romance, marriage

warnings. +18 racism and colorism, unprotected sex, oral sex m! receiving, fingering, cvm eating, dirty talk a lil bit, demanding namjoon, dom namjoon, this super delulu coded [pls tell me if i missed anything ]

synopsis; you make my life shine, and I think I also make yours shine or you didn't know how hard a relationship with a famous person would be

word count: 5.1k

A/N: ok, ill be three parts, ill finish the last one before feb 1.

previous part / next part.

6 months passed while you worked with Namjoon, he had bought his parents a beautiful retiring home in the korean countryside he wanted it to reflect his mother taste, while still keeping it elegant and cozy, you met his parents, visited the house thrice, and his apartment a countless times, Namjoon was really kind and down to earth which make working with him easy, developing feelings for him too, you were in denial, you did not want to accept that you liked namjoon, your relationship with him was strictly professional, you had become close this few months, because you were behind him all the time, Namjoon wanted that, he wanted to look and had the information directly from you, face to face, sometimes you spent until late with him in the studio, you sleep in his apartment once, Namjoon only cared about you finding and getting the pieces that he wanted and that you liked, he cared about your opinion in every piece, he did not care about the money or what was needed to do to get the piece.

Sadly, your time with him was coming to an end, you were only missing two pieces, the pieces needed for his apartment were already here, and now you have bought one of the last two for his parents’ house.

“Namjoon!” you shouted “ I got it! I bought the piece of Ai Natori ! omg omg! Naaaaam” You shouted even louder standing on top of his sofa,

“You got the Blue 27! Omg  Y/N!” He shouted to approaching you, he lifted you from the sofa hugging you,

“It would look so good on top of your parents' fireplace” you said to him getting a hold of the proximity, he realized too, letting you down, you both laughing at the awkward moment.

“You are going to sleep here, right?” He asked, looking at the time.

“I should not” you said looking down flustered for what had happened.

“You know that I don't mind, but if you want to get home is ok, I will ask someone to drive you” he said taking your hand.

“No, is ok don't bother them, I'll stay, I don't have to work tomorrow anyways” you said in a low voice.

“Perfect, let's celebrate, you got the Blue 27!” he said, dragging you down to his kitchen “What do you want me to make you?” Namjoon knew you did not drink alcohol, so he would often make you mocktails.

“Today, I want a glass of red wine” you said, smiling proudly, that piece had taken a lot from you, and you were really craving something sweet and light.

“Really?!” he said in shock, you nod “Now I know how hard it was, you're drinking alcohol tonight! Wine it is” He said searching for two wine glasses. “I hope you like this one”

“I trust your taste” 

You two ended up talking and drinking till 3 in the morning, alcohol, made you lose your filters, it was the main reason why you did not drink alcohol, there you both were cuddling up at different sides of the couch, Namjoon was looking at you with shiny eyes, and those two glasses of wine gave you the courage to give him the same eyes. He got close to you, you could feel his scent swaddling you.

“Would it be weird if I kiss you right now Y/N? because I really want to” he said in a whisper, his deep voice tempting you.

“No, it wouldn't. I want to kiss you too” you said, feeling your heartbeat, he could hear it too, his hand grabbed your waist pulling you closer, his lips almost touching yours, you could feel the friction of his lips, the temperature of the room rising.

“I like you Y/N, since the first day I saw you” and he kissed you sweet and slowly, enjoying your lips, you felt his hands pulling you closer, until you were on top of him, he broke the kiss, kissing your cheek, and pulling you even closer.

“I like you too Namjoon” you said, kissing him again.

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Somehow Namjoon and you managed to spend a year being a couple without anyone else knowing, his parents, your mom and two of the members, Jin and Yoongi, knew. It was better, he did not wanted to deal with the media, and neither you wanted too, Namjoon second full album release date was really close, two weeks a way, namjoon was really busy and had a lot of attention on him, so you hadn't seen him for almost a month, you talked everyday but of course it wasn't the same, you miss him, his voice, his touch, his kisses.

It was 11PM, you were finishing your study time of that day, finals were close, you couldn't lose sight of the important thing, your phone rang scaring you, it was him,

“Babe, did you change the code?” He ask, making you confused

“Yes, I did. How do you know?! 

“Please open the door, I’m outside” 

“What?!” you screamed confused “It is your birthday date babe” you said, hearing the code being pressed from the outside.

Namjoon opened the door, closing it behind him, breathing loudly.

“God, I feel like a thief sneaking in” he said, while you jumped to his arms, kissing him.

“Namuuu, I missed you so much, what are you doing here?!” you shouted, hugging him tight.

“I missed you too baby, I couldn't go another month without seeing you” he said, giving you a kiss.

You two, enjoyed that little encounter, you were already in love with Namjoon, you could feel it in the way your heart beated for him, Namjoon had made your heart his own space, making you feel safe and fulfilled. You could only hope he felt the same way about you, he did, you did not know that yet.

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Namjoon’s album was already out, being it a complete success, his promotions were getting to and end when it happened, you did not realize what was happening until midday, you were put in charge of a new exposition, that was filling any free time you could had, until you heard two of the new administration interns chit chat about it.

“I can believe Namjoon has a girlfriend” one of them said in a disappointed mutter.

“Right, and it looks like it is a foreigner, who would've thought he liked women like that”

The words ‘Namjoon, girlfriend, foreigner’ made you almost faint. How, what happened, did they have proof? you excused yourself, your co workers giving you strange looks due to your reaction. You ran to the closest bathroom, getting a hold of your phone, all Naver’s trending topics were about it,

“Bts, Kim NamJoon caught getting out of a Woman house on x/x/xxxx’ witness confirm that Mr. Kim spent the night in the unknown woman apartment

“BTS leader in a relationship with a foreigner’

‘Disappointed fans express his feelings”

‘HYBE ent. statement’ Hello, this is Big Hit entertainment,

We support and respect our artist's personal life, it is not related to us, please restraining or making any false allegations of our artist, we will not hesitate to take legal actions. 

Your whole body was trembling, you felt sick, your head was spinning around, they had photos of Namjoon getting out of your house, did they have your face on it? Your mind was a mess, you didn't know what to think, what to do, How were you going to get out of here? How were you going to campus later? Everything felt so heavy on you, you were trying to breathe, but how. Your phone rang, getting you out of the panic attack you were about to have, it was Yoongi.

“Y/N you ok? You already know?” he said with worry in his voice

“Yes I just saw” you said about to cry “ is Namjoon with you? Can I talk to him?”

“Yes he is, are you in the museum? I’ll send someone for you, please wait for the call” he said hanging up, you were scared, feeling everything pile up inside of you.

The ride to Yoongi’s house was eternal, you feel every bone in your body crumble up by the idea of someone following you and getting pictures with your face, you should've brought a mask with you. You felt the car stop, opening your eyes in the darkness, you were already inside.

We are here miss Y/N ” You heard the driver, taking all the strength you could gather, you jumped out of the car, just to see Yoongi's face, you started crying again, and he gave you a hug.

“Is ok Y/N, is going to be ok, c’mon in he's freaking out”  Yoongi said, walking you in.

Yoongi's house was big and spacious you loved all the natural light coming in, going up from the little stairs that separate the garage  from the main living room, they were all there, you had not met all the members only Jin and Yoongi that were the ones aware of your existence and your relationship, you were not prepared for the looks, Taehyung, Hoseok and Jimin were not very please to see you Jungkook looked more calm and approachable,  but still he did not look happy. There he was, he stood up as soon as he felt your presence, he was wearing joggers with a hoodie and blue navy cap, he hugged you as soon as you were close, Yoongi giving space to the both of you.

“Babe, are you alright? we are still figuring things out, I will do my best so this doesn't get worse” You could felt the worry and anger in his voice, you started to cry again, you felt bad, even guilty at a point, you did not know how much it was going to affect him, his album release, collaborations or his whole career you did not want to be the reason Namjoon lost something that made him happy, because Namjoon loved music maybe more than he loved you or even himself.

“Yes, of course it is going to be alright hyung, we just have to undo clear photos of you getting out at 7AM of a girl’s house” You were not prepared for the harsh comment coming from the unknowing voice.

“Don’t Hoseok, do not pay your anger with Y/N '' You heard Jin said, now knowing who the voice was from, confirming that they are in fact not happy with your presence.

“Ignore their bullshit” Namjoon whispered to you, hugging you harder “Let's talk, come” he said getting you out of the room

“This is really becoming a circus,” said another unknown voice.

Namjoon brought you to a room at the other side of the house, it was an office simple, but pretty. You had never been there before, but you weren't in place to appreciate any of it. He made his way into a gray sofa making you follow him, Namjoon removed his cap, putting both of his hands in your face, wiping your tears off.

“I’m sorry Y/N, I should've been more careful” he said his voice breaking at the end 

“No, you got nothing to be sorry for, I should be the one apologizing, I should have been more patient” you said, taking his hands.

“No, don't do that dont blame yourself, for what is worth we are already in this mess, I'll do my best to solve things “ he said, bringing you close.

“I don't know what I can do, but I'll do it, I don't want our relationship messing up your career”

“My career is important to me Y/N, but you’re too” he said solemnly.

You hear the door open with aggressiveness, it was SeokJin.

“You guys got to see this” He said rushing the both of you to the living room, there were more people, a woman and a men, you did not know any of them, holding Namjoon's hand your eyes fell on the TV, and now it did felt like the word was ending, there it was your face all over the news, photos of you a namjoon months ago, when your relationship was only professional, photos of you and him getting out of a gallery, getting out of his car, in China, in Ilsan, in HYBE, photos of the day you went to met him, and he had to pick you up from the lobby, you feel like you were going to faint, the unknown men change the tv connecting it to his computer, your faces were all over social media, your accounts, photos of you in London, photos of you and your friends back home, your whole life exposed. Namjoon hold your hand even tighter, you feel his eyes, but you were shocked to the core, you couldn't believe it, you weren't really connecting with what was happening in the room until you heard Namjoons voice;

“What is she doing here?” said the unknown woman with disdain in her voice.

“What the fuck are you doing here? Y/N has the right to be here, she is involved in the same way that I'm involved too, I don't want to hear any more comments about her presence’ he said making clear of his authority, the whole room went silent. “Now enlighten us we what can we do, I want her life out of this”

That made you come out of the panic and terror room in your head, Namjoon sat you down next to him, never letting you hand go, he could feel how much you were trembling his thumb slowly caressing your hand. 

“Is going to be ok, I'll protect you” he said only for you.

The important conversation started in the room, know you knew who those people were, the group’s manager and HYBE’s head of PR, the lady started telling how and who leaked the information, apparently Namjoon was being followed for a few months but they did not had anything substantial until that day, they of course waited for Namjoon to be at the top part of his promotions to release the “scandal”. Your face was leaked hours before because no one was sure of who you were, until social media users started to pick up on some Namjoon airports photos where you were behind him or with his team, the same with the HYBE picture that was from a year ago, none of those photos were relevant until now, it wasn't hard to know it was you the girl of the blurred photos, and then the internet did what it did at is best, search all the information about you, and that's how your whole life got exposed, you wanted to cry but you did not want to do that in front of everybody, how were you going to go to work tomorrow, to classes, you whole life had been exposed and you really did not know what to do.

“So far we have been deleting any false post, and controlling the media as much as we can, since this came from a source that is not related to us, there's not much that we can do on that side, they had been planning this with caution. Our team has come up with 3 solutions, first you can deny the whole thing,” said the woman looking directly at Namjoons eyes, everybody turned around to look at him.

“No. I am not doing that, next” anger and disbelief being clear in his tone, you tense up at hearing the woman's words, Namjoon tightens his grip in your hands. He wasn't letting you go, no like that.

“Ok, what if you two break up?” She said annoyed. Namjoons laugh resonated through the whole room.

“Is this for what we are paying you? for shitty solutions?” he said with an ironic smile.

“You're being unreasonable, hyung” Jimin said.

“I don't like any of those solutions, I am not denying nor ending my relationship with Y/N, this is not a game for me, you're not putting my personal life on the line” Namjoon was mad, you have never seen him like this, jaw clenched, fiery eyes, tense body…

“Then what do you want to do hyung? go public? share with everyone that you got a girlfriend for a whole year that we did not know anything about, it was a fun experience knowing through the news” said Hoseok with clear sarcasm.

Namjoon lowered his gaze “I am sorry ok? I am, but I did not want to get anyone involved in this, because it is about me and Y/N '' He said looking at his friends, it made you realize that they did not hate you, they hated the fact that namjoon hid you from them. “But is ok, I know what I’ll do, in the meantime release a standard statement” He stood up making you stand up with him. 

“What are you going to do Namjoon? You must let us know, we can let this just die down.” Seokjin said

“I will hyung, just let me breathe for a minute” Namjoon said, driving you to the second floor.

The stairs were wooden made, creaking with your steps, the second floor was even more beautiful, an small living space received you, and  2 hallways full of doors, you only knew two of them, bathroom and Yoongi's studio, Namjoon led you to the halfway you have never been in opening a door to a room, it was beautiful but neutral,  king bed in the center with brown sheets, it was a guest room, at the side of the door there was a suitcase, it was Namjoon’s.

“I am sorry " he said closing the door, “I really thought it wasn't going to be this fast, I'm sorry Y/N” You could feel the sadness and guilt in his voice.

“No Namjoon, I thought we stated that it wasn't our fault. Yes I'm not going to lie, I am scared, but it is not your fault, ok?” you said, grabbing his hands.

“I know but still, you should not be object of the media, this life is not for everybody, and you did not choose this”

“But I choose you Namjoon, I knew that being with you might imply this, I can't be with you without accepting this part of you” you said pulling him closer hugging him from the waist.

He kissed you, a sweet and tender kiss “Thank you, I’m scared too, I don't want you to run away from me, but I don't want to keep you close to me if it is going to hurt you”

“and I don't want to keep you close to me if that's going to jeopardize your career, we are on the same page babe” You said smiling to him.

“Y/N” he said, caressing your hair, Namjoon loved it so much, he thought it was just like clouds. “Are you comfortable sleeping here tonight? your place is not safe, I have a room at The Shilla if you'd feel better there” 

“No, I want to be with you”

“Ok, settle, we’re staying here, you hungry?

“No really, but I want to know what you are going to do…” you said in a low voice not knowing his reaction.

“At the end we are going to do it together, wait here” he said leaving the room, leaving you even more confused.

With namjoon leaving, you checked your phone, all your social media accounts almost breaking down, you only had 10 meaningless post in instagram, now they were over a million likes and you were at almost a 2 million followers, it was scary, the amount of comments and likes, some comments were people genuinely asking if you had something with namjoon, a lot asking you to kill yourself, to let namjoon alone, that you were ugly, you stopped reading comments when you found a really nice one:

“I hope you a namjoonie are happy don't let jealous people bring you down” it was from an account that posted photos of namjoon, it was sweet.

Namjoon entered the room with a notebook and pens, he got aware that you were checking your phone.

“Please ignore all the bad comments, focus on me” he said sitting next to you.

“Not all of them are bad, some people are genuinely happy” you said looking at the content of his hands “What are we going to do with that?

“Write a letter”

Namjoon sat you on top of him at the desk so both of you could write the letter, it was completely addressed to his fans, the people he actually cared about, he did not care about the media that just wanted to eat him alive for some clicks and views. You both end up writing the letter in korean and english, it was short, sweet and clear,

“Hi this is Namjoon and Y/N”

Through all these years in my career I have been nothing but sincere. I do not wish to hide the person I love, from the fans that I love and who have given me a place, Y/N is my girlfriend, I hope you can receive her with the same amount of love that you have received me, and respect the fact that she's not a person from the media.

With sincere love,

knj

“You should sign it too” He said touching your back, you took the pen and did so.

Since that post your relationship went public, life wasn't the same, now everyone knew you, you tried going back to normal, but it wasn’t that easy, Namjoon, set two bodyguards for you, because he didn't want to play with your safety, they drove you around everywhere, Namjoon also made you change places, he bought a place close to you university, for “safety” that was his excuse, you did not felt comfortable with him paying more than half of your expenses, but he said that at the end, it was his fault that you had to move, you could not fight him over it. You adapted to a new normal, at work everybody wanted to be your friend all of the sudden, at college people avoided you, some people shamesly took photos of you, some wanted information about the boys, you only had 2 friends, Bora and Hyunsoo and that was enough. Namjoon even took you to events with him, the social media hate was still there, but it wasn't as much as before, the racism showing in the meanest and foulest ways possible, but you got used to it?

Your relationship with namjoon only grew, you both were really quiet about it, Namjoon mentioned you the least possible, and you stopped using social media, you created another account for yourself and close friends.

Winter break was coming and with it the cold weather, you haven't seen Namjoon in a week he was busy attending a fashion show of a brand he was ambassador to, it was 10PM you were finishing you last assignment of the semester, meaning that you already would be free, one more year and you'll be a doctor,you were really proud of yourself, you worked for the life you wanted, and know you were there enjoying it. While you finished getting everything together Namjoon called.

“Babe! I miss you so much” he said as soon as the call went through. 

“Hello?! and yes I miss you too, are you drunk?” you asked, containing a laugh.

“Maybeeeee, I drank a biiit, not enough to be druuuuunk, but yes I drank and i miss you, you should come toooooo” He said pouting, you have never seen namjoon drunk, it was so funny how he made every vocal sound deeper.

“You are indeed drunk Kim Nam Joon, you should go to sleep honey”

“Ok, I will but only if you promise to come too” he said, and you were 100% sure he dropped his phone.

“Nam ? you there?”

“Yes yes yes, but when are you coming? promise it?” he demanded, Namjoon was so authoritarian, his words were the law and you were a law abiding citizen on Kim Nam Joon’s planet.

“Ok, I promise, now go to sleep, love you”

“I love you toooooo, and yes I'll sleep”

After that drunk call, Namjoon actually made you go to him, you both ended up in a beautiful indonesian hotel, it was close to the beach, so open and beautiful, the room, the waters, the weather, you loved every bit of it. Namjoon wanted to take a break with you, and God knows you both needed it.

“Beautiful isn't it?” he said, hugging you from the back while you saw the sea.

“Indeed, thank you, I really needed this”

“Always my love, you realize this is our first couple vacation?” he said, turning you around.

“Yes, and we should celebrate that” you said, taking two steps back. Namjoon looked at you skeptically.

You had a orange long summer dress with thin straps, you pushed Namjoon to the edge of the bed while letting the straps down, you turned your back at him, removing the bow that holded the dress at you waist, making the dress fall to the floor, you walked outside of it hearing Namjoon’s loud breathe, turning to him, only wearing white thin panties, Namjoon’s eyes filled with desire.

“This is my way of celebrating” You said while letting a wet kiss on his neck, blowing on the wet spot. He put his hands in your ass drawing you closer, you stepped back from his touch. “Wait babe you said” getting on your knees unbuttoning his white summer pants, his dick showing how much it wanted to be touched, and you did so, rubbing his length through his boxers, he moaned.

“Do you want to fuck my mouth baby?” You asked, pulling his pants and boxers down, his erection going out, Namjoon’s thickness made your mouth drool, you wanted him all over you.

“You know I do Y/N'' he said in a beg, his deep voice turning you on even more. You grabbed his dick with both hands directing it to your mouth, your tongue licking his shiny tip, you started sucking and pumping on it, slowly, making him moan, if there's something that you loved about sex with namjoon is that he wasn't a silent lover, he always let you know that he was liking it as much as you did.

You started a more aggressive rhythm with your mouth sucking him harder, making Namjoon pull on your hair, that excited you even more, Namjoon’s moans and hard breathes motivating you to continue, trying to suck all of his length.

“I’m going to cum Y/N” he said pulling your hair even harder, you did not plan of stopping, just pumping him harder, making him go, you heard his moans go louder, he was about to come, you started to suck him of even harder using you tongue to lick his tip, pushing his dick as deep as you could.

“Y/N” he moaned, cumming in your mouth, you did not hesitate taking it all in your mouth, seeing Namjoon climax made you want to make it last even more, sucking him, taking all his load with your mouth.

You could only heard Namjoon’s irregular breathing, he rested his body on the bed, enjoying the last bits of his orgasm, you stood up, sitting on top of him, you loved his body it drove you crazy, his clothes were starting to bother you, so you took action, unbuttoning his beige short sleeve shirt.

“Aren't you going to let me rest?” He said laughing. 

“No, I am going to enjoy you today, you're my prize after acing my finals”

“So eat me up Y/N” he said while you let wet kisses on his neck and chest, caressing his biceps.

Kissing his beautiful face, you were completely in love with Namjoon, with every detail about him, you were so grateful that destiny allowed you to fall in love with such a man. Taking his face in your hands you kissed him, sweet and slow, Namjoon grabbed  both of your cheeks pulling you close, you were already wet, feeling his hot skin rubbing close to yours, Namjoon started slide your very wet panties out of you, his hand going directly to your pussy, rubbing your sweet spot, you broke the kiss to let a moan out, Namjoon fingers were doing wonders for you, one finger, two fingers, his tongue on you neck, his tongue on you tits, you could feel his teeth touch your nipple, moaning his name, tree fingers, you started riding his hands, feeling heaven was close.

“You're such a whore Y/N, look at your wet pussy riding my hand” He said, slapping one of your cheeks “Do you want me to fill you with something more? 

“Ah y-yes Nam please” You said high on your excitement, it felt so good.

“Do you want my dick?” he asked but you couldn't form a word “Answer me Y/N '' he ordered you, Namjoon always bossed you around in bed, and it just turned you on even more.

“Yes, yes please give it to me” you beg, making him pull the fingers out of you, the tip of his dick at your entrance, he did not hesitate pounding you hard a deep, his whole thick and big dick inside of you, you were seeing heaven.

“God your so tight, this is just as you wanted my little whore” He said before turning you around, fucking your pussy, Namjoon’s moans and grunts filling the room. Moving his hand from your hips to you pussy, you felt his thumb pressing your clitoris, making you go, a mess of moans and hard breaths while you cummed in Namjoon's dick, he didn't stop pounding you until he came too, deep in your pussy, it felt so good that you thought you were about to die.

His body falling into yours, him grabbing you by the waist to pull you close, 

“I love you so much” he kissed your forehead

“I love you even more Namjoon” you said, hugging him.

You were about to leave the beautiful hotel, the beautiful beach, and most importantly Namjoon’s undivided attention, this week was one of the most amazing experiences that you had, Namjoon made you feel like you were in a dream, you had walks on the beach, dinner dates, you spent a whole day cuddle up in bed, it was so good that you did not want to go back, you still had a few free days, from university and his schedule wasn’t packed, but still he had compromises.

Leaving the hotel resting your head on Namjoon's shoulder, his hands grabbing yours, you decided to take a picture to always remember this moment. You felt nostalgic seeing all the pictures you had took, this getaway, made you bold, and you posted them on your account, tagging him,

the moon is revealing itself like a pearl to my equally naked heart, frank o’hara

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with love kive <3

[skeelly]

"when im fat and old and my kids think im a joke"

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Break Me Down

Lieutenant!Muken!Aizen x Captain!Reader

WC: 3.8k

CW: Creampie, riding, soft sex, Oral (M&F receiving), Virginity loss (M). Slight Dom and Sub dynamic. Touched Starved Aizen. lil OOC/soft Aizen. If there is anything else lemme know &lt;3

I'm always of two minds on Aizen's sexual experience, on one hand he gives off the aura of 'THIS GUY FUCKS' but on the other hand I really don't think he would have the time or desire due to being more concentrated on his plans. So today I decided to play with the idea of Aizen having little to no sexual experience. Hope you enjoy! Prolly grammar and spelling mistakes but idc I'm human and yall just read for the fucking so .

this is just a conjuring of my delulu mind

You couldn’t believe it when they exonerated him.

You couldn’t believe it when Kisuke found a way to remove the Hougyoku from his chest without killing him.

You couldn’t believe it when they simply just placed him in your squad. With the head captain's only statement on the matter being “Captain (Name) can handle him if he gets out of control.”

Then you really really couldn’t believe it when you appointed him to be your lieutenant.

He had really proven himself to you, he seemed remorseful for his actions. He no longer wished for the fall of the soul society he wanted quite the opposite actually, he seemed to have been changing right before your very eyes.

At first even though you treated him with the same respect as you did your other subordinates but you limited your contact with him to just bare minimum, the stigma around him was just too strong.

Then one day you caught him sitting on his own underneath a shady tree and decided to join him, he looked so lonely and in a weird way you felt sadness for him.

The way his face twisted up in shock at your presence sealed in all of your assumptions. He wasn’t used to someone just willingly being in his company, he wasn’t used to human interaction at all.

As time passed you joined him under that tree any chance you could. You took your time and actually had meaningful conversations with him. You learned that you two enjoyed a lot of the same things. That’s when you decided that he would make a splendid lieutenant for you.

Aizen declined the offer at first stating that he hadn't had a real chance to earn your trust yet but you insisted and he relented.

That led you to now both of you sitting in your personal quarters on the floor looking and digging through old files looking for a specific report that would aid squad 12 in some research they were conducting.

You sighed and pinched your bridge. It was near midnight at this point and your eyes were starting to betray you, lids becoming heavier each time you blinked.

Aizen also felt the fatigue setting in, since returning to his shinigami state he realized how easily it was to become exhausted.

“Welp Lieutenant of mine, I really don't know if we have a shot at finding this report for them!” You said a yawn forming as you stretched your arms into the air.

“Agreed, my head is starting to hurt.” Aizen replied, running a hand over his partially covered face. It's true the headaches that have been coming and going since returning to his shinigami state had been killer. One of the many, many side effects his body had been enduring over the course of the last year or so.

“Oh damn, another headache again, Sosuke?” You ask worry etching its way to your face.

“Yes, unfortunately. Urahara said that they will lessen in time though.” You nod your head at his reply before slowly standing up.

“Would you like some tea then? I have chamomile, which works wonderfully for headaches.” You offer walking over to your kitchenette 

“Yes captain, please.” Sosuke had taken this moment to let his composure falter while your back was turned. Slouching forward he closed his eyes and rubbed his temples.

Having put the electric kettle on to heat making note that the timer would go off in 10 minutes and the kettle would shut off. Swearing to yourself that you wouldn’t forget about it this time you turn and you catch your eyepatched subordinate in this state. 

You felt your heart lurch a little for him “Do you want me to try something that my mom always did for me when I got bad headaches?” you asked, retaking your seat in front of him.

He opened his eye a little and nodded, “I’m willing to try just about anything at this point.” 

You nodded back at him and scooted a little bit closer just within arms length, you took note of how he flinched slightly at your movement “It involves me touching your head, if that's okay?”

All he did was a nod and you slowly reached your arms forward, slotting your digits into the brunette’s hair. He shuddered slightly at the contact, you massage his scalp digging your nails in ever so slightly.

Sosuke seemed to be enjoying it and it seemed to be alleviating some of the discomfort. You frowned slightly at the strap of the eyepatch getting in the way, your nimble fingers went for its buckle at the back of his head.

“Wait!” Sosuke almost yelped as his hands wrapped around your wrists stopping you in your tracks.

Your eyes widened at the sudden action, “I’m sorry, did I do something wrong?” panic ran through you. You have never been able to get this close to him, the thought of crossing a boundary and having him regress on you made you feel ill.

“N-No, it’s just some parts of me are still- My eye it’s still discolored.” He explained quietly, still having your wrists in his hold.

“Sosuke.” The way his name slipped off your tongue in such a sweet fashion had him slightly shivering “It’s okay, I just wanna be able to message your head better, can I please take it off? I won’t judge you, I’m your captain, this is a safe space.”

He exhaled a breath he didn't realize he had been holding “Very well.”

You smiled at him and he swore the heart he insisted he never had stopped.

You slowly remove the eyepatch from his head and let it fall to the ground, you then return to lightly massaging his scalp.

You were right, he thought, this does feel a whole lot better.

Keeping his eyes closed he leaned into your touch more and let himself get lost in the feeling of your hands combing through his hair.

Then he whimpered,

You paused and his eyes shot open in disbelief. 

It was a small one but it was unmistakable, Sosuke Aizen just whimpered and you were the one who pulled it from him.

“I-”

“Wow, you really are touch starved aren’t you?” You ask a sympathetic look gracing your features, you dug your nails in just slightly harder. Testing the waters.

This had him inhaling a sharp breath “N-Never been touched like this.”

“I can tell, do you want me to keep going?” You ask cocking your head to the side.

“Yes, keep going but I need you closer.” Before even registering what he had said you felt a soft but strong grip on your hips pulling you into his lap. He lifted you like you were made of nothing.

You found yourself straddling his lap, chests smooshed together and faces dangerously close, It was your turn to take in a sharp breath. A hot feeling coursing its way throughout your body.

You can’t remember who did it first but in a fraction of a second your lips were connected, Aizen’s hands running up and down your sides. He was already a whimpering whiny mess in your arms, just from kissing you. He felt like he was going to explode when you took the opportunity to slide your tongue into his mouth.

It was sloppy, but it was passionate. He craved more, he never experienced wanting like this. Wanting another person. His hands further their exploration sliding their way up to your chest squeezing breasts roughly, you moaned into his mouth and it only fueled the fire, sending blood straight to his hardening cock.

You both parted from the intense makeout session with a string of saliva connecting your mouths. Heavy breathing just staring into each others eyes, taking this time to admire his slightly fucked out features.

Man, if this has him fucked out just imagine what sex would do to him you thought. 

Thinking of having him in such a state had heat pooling in your core, without thinking you slowly grind your hips into his. 

He yelped at the friction “(name)” he pleaded, and you did it again.

“D-do you wanna keep going?” You sheepishly ask burying your face into his neck placing soft kisses along the sensitive flesh leading up to his jaw line.

“I’ve never-”

He didn’t even have to finish his sentence, you understood completely. You pulled away from his neck and gave him a soft smile. “I can lead. I want you, Sosuke.” your hands rubbed up and down his shoulders in a comforting motion.

He sucked in a jagged breath “Please.”

“Please what, Sosuke? Use your words.” 

“Please, fuck me.” He panted, gripping your hips and pulling your clothed cores closer to each other in a desperate attempt to gain friction.

You placed a soft kiss to his lips before standing from him, he looked confused and almost sad at the loss of contact you couldn’t help but giggle at him. Sticking your hand out, he grabbed it and you led him over to the futon before gently pushing him down on it.

His breathing picked up once again as you kneeled over him. “Relax, at any time you wanna stop, just tell me and we will.”

He nodded in understanding at this and licked his lips as he watched you go for the knot tied in front of your shinigami uniform. Suddenly a surge of urgency ran through his body as he shot up and stopped your hands from continuing their action.

Your eyes shot up to him, worry spread throughout your body, had he changed his mind all of a sudden? Was something wrong?

“I want to undress you.” This statement sent a rush of liquid into your already damp panties.

You pulled your hands away from the semi untied knot of your uniform and allowed his hands to take their place. He was slow and gentle with it as you pulled the knot loose and went to work on your top. The way his face gained a new shade of red as he exposed your bare chest to himself had you breathing heavily.

He wasted no time exploring the new territory, the way your breasts fit perfectly into his hands had him in awe. He was a fast learner too, as to be expected he picked up quickly on what made those little noises he’d come to like so much fall from your mouth.

He noticed how sensitive your nipples were and little flicks and taps turned into rough pinches and pulls. “F-fuck, Sosuke. That’s so good.” You mewled as his lips attached to your right nipple and his hand continued to assault the left one.

Slotting your hands into his hair you slowly pulled him away from your chest, “I need you here though.” guiding his hands down to your bottoms, he picked up on exactly what you needed and he was quick to remove the rest of your clothing.

The sight before him was like no other, you laid out legs spread open for him. He may have been a virgin but he knew exactly where women liked to be touched. It took him no time to locate your bundle of nerves rubbing slow and soft circles against it.

“Can I taste you?” The request sent shivers down your spine.

“Only if I get to return the favor.” You said cheekily as you combed your fingers through his dark brown hair.

He swiftly lowered himself between your legs and applied a rough suck to your clit, the action caused a guttural moan to leave your lips. The hand in his hair tugging lightly was now gripping it aggressively pulling his face into your heat. Your other arm laid itself across your eyes unable to contain your embarrassment at your noises and sounds.

This did not go unnoticed by Aizen who detached his mouth from your heat and leaned up to remove your arm from your eyes “Don’t, I want you to look at me, if you look away or close your eyes I will stop.”  

You took in a sharp breath at this, this was the first showing of his dominance you have seen through this entire ordeal. You said you would lead but it was short lived once Aizen got the hang of this particular task. He needed your eye contact, he needed you to see him making you feel this good. You needed to know it was him and only him who could do this to you.

You maintained eye contact as he lapped and sucked at your clit, you gasped lightly as the intrusion of a long slender finger into your walls “Sosuke!” You cried as his finger curled up and he began to softly move it in and out of you.

“More a-and faster, please.” You pleaded, these pleas did not fall on deaf ears.

Aizen then added another finger and increased his speed, drinking up your arousal while listening to the sweet noises that tumbled from your shaky lips. It was a new form of heaven for him.

“S-sosuke- I’m really, really close.” You mewl pulling his face into your cunt, he increased his speed just a little bit more and sucked just a little bit harder on your clit but it was enough to send you falling over the edge. The sound of his name broken and falling from your lips had him grind into the futon below it was a high he knew he’d soon be addicted to.

Your breaths soon steadied as Aizen lifted himself over top of you taking in your form, your eyes met his and you gave him the sweetest smile he thought he’d ever seen, it filled his chest with warmth. “Thank you, that was so good, but now it's your turn.”

The warmth in his chest rose to his cheeks as you flipped your bodies in an instant demonstrating your strength just as he had earlier. Now you were sat on top of him grinding your naked core against his clothed one, the repeated action provided some friction but not enough and it was frustrating to him but not as frustrating as the moment you ceased all movement and removed yourself from his body.

His mouth hung open and he looked at you in disbelief “Don’t look at me like that, lieutenant. I have to undress you too don’t I?”

The realization hit him and had him slightly embarrassed, the pink dusting his cheeks turning a darker shade. Your hands went to the knot in the front of his uniform and with a simple tug it came undone, you decided to tease him with this and keep your movements slow. Aizen felt as if he was burning from the inside out.

He sat up slightly so that you could pull the top portion of his shinigami uniform off. You gasped slightly at the sight before you, he was absolutely gorgeous, like the gods chiseled his body by hand. 

Too Aizen, though your gasp was one of disgust, adorned on his chest was not only the scars from the seals piercing him but also the scar left from the Hougyoku’s removal procedure. He turned his head away from your gaze fearing the worst from your silence.

“Sosuke, your body is gorgeous.” You said in awe as the tips of your fingers grazed the scars upon his chest, he shuddered at the contact.

He returned his gaze to you eyes widened slightly at the compliment. You? Find him? Gorgeous? He was pulled from his thoughts by you applying just a little bit more pressure to the center of his chest with the tips of your fingers causing him to wince slightly. This did not go unnoticed by you “Did it hurt?”

He gazed at you trying to understand the context of your question. Did what hurt? The seals piercing my chest for what felt like ions? Or the surgery that I was mostly awake for that had me feeling as if my soul was being sucked from my body? He pondered.

“Yes, it hurt. All of it hurt.” He muttered quietly.

A somber look etched its way to your features “I’m sorry, love.” leaning down you pressed your cool lips touched the scar in the center of his chest and it felt like fire had begun to run its way through his veins once more.

Lastly you began working on his bottoms, once ridding him of the garment he was fully bare in front of you. Hungry cock springing free, your eyes widened at the impressive length of his manhood. Your mouth began to salivate at the thought of trying to take all of him down your throat.

Softly wrapping your fingers around the shaft you gave him a few strokes as you settled in between his legs. A strangled groan escaped Aizen’s lips, he thought he would cum from just the contact alone. You giggled at his reaction, the noises he made had your clit throbbing and your hole clenching around nothing.

Licking from the base to the tip you wrap your lips around his head and slid him into your mouth as far as you could take him. Your hands stroked what you couldn’t reach and you began to bob your head up and down hollowing your cheeks.

The pleasure was almost unbearable for Aizen, his hands found purchase in your hair swooping it back into a makeshift ponytail. He was finding it very hard to control himself, he eagerly wanted to thrust into your mouth and face fuck you until you were gagging, the thought of that had him on the brink of orgasm.

He was getting close, way too close. “Captain (Name), if you keep going like that I’m not gonna last.” the words left his mouth broken moans in between each word and you could have sworn you heard his voice crack.

You lifted your mouth from him with a obscene ‘pop’, “Fuck.” the curse fell out of his mouth as a hiss. 

Wiping your mouth on your arm you settled on top of him, running your folds against his shaft, fingers digging into his shoulders every time his tip bumped into your clit. Aizen’s grip was ironclad on your hips helping you drag them back and forth on his member.

“I need to be inside you.” He pleaded his nails leaving crescent shaped marks into your skin that will no doubt be bruised come morning.

Listening to his pleas, you lifted yourself up and aligned him with your entrance, sinking yourself down just enough to have his tip buried in you. A throaty gasp left Aizen’s lips, silently praising and cursing you in the same thought. 

“You’re gonna drag this out aren’t you, little minx.” He accused, head thrown back in pleasure.

You couldn’t hide the smirk playing on your lips, you had to tease him just a little “You can take it.”

In one swift motion you let yourself completely sink down on to his cock. You knocked your head back, eyes rolling ever so slightly at the delicious stretch of his girth. You couldn’t help but clamp down around him as you adjusted to his size.

“You’re so tight.” He hissed, eyes glued shut focused on not coming to an end just from being sheathed inside you.

You rolled your hips just a little and the moan that fell from his lips was obscene. You slowly bounced yourself on his cock it was like torture for the man below you, he was getting very impatient. He bucked his hips rough up into you cause your rhythm to falter “Faster, please- I”

You silenced his pleas by giving him exactly what he wanted. You picked up the pace and he met you halfway as he thrusted up into you, cock kissing your cervix with each thrust. 

He couldn’t contain the whimpers and pants rolling off his tongue. He looks so fucked out and on the edge. A particularly hard thrust from Aizen brought you out of your thoughts back into reality.

His hands slid from your waist to your thighs, groping them and gripping them hard, those will also undoubtedly become bruises come sunrise.

 “F-fuck, Sosuke. You’re doing so good, fucking me so good.” you whine tossing your head back and raking your nails down his chest leaving little red lines behind.

All he could muster in response was obscene moans and whiny breaths. You take a moment to drink in his image, he is beyond fucked out. His hair everywhere, his mouth a gape and there is a little bit of drool that slid from the corner of his mouth to the pillow below

You make note of this to tease him about later.  

You bite your lip hard at the sight, feeling that knot in your lower abdomen tighten up. You were getting close, really close and he was too. You walls clench around him when he brings his thumb to you clit rubbing slow circles.

“Tell me- Tell me where-” you already knew what he was getting at and you took no time with your answer.

“Inside please- need to feel it.” The thought of him cumming in you made your head spin and sent you flying off the edge. Walls squeezing against him repeatedly and the way his name fell off your tongue was pure sin.

His name sounding so debauched coming from your lips sent him over the edge with you, a rush of warmth spread through your core. You slowly rocked your hips against his working him through his orgasm, and milking his cock dry.

Taking note of each breathy whine that left his lips when your hips rocked forward.

Unable to hold yourself up any longer you laid atop his chest trying to regain your breath. His hands rub gently up and down your sides. You tilt your head upwards hoping to lock eyes with him but you are met with his eyes shut, a peaceful look etched into his features,

You admired him for a minute and a smile slowly curled on your lips as you drank him in.

“What are you smiling at?” He quipped, opening an eye to stare down at you, you would be lying if you said you didn’t jump a little bit slightly embarrassed. Just how long had he known you’d been staring?

“Oh nothing, nothing at all.” You say lifting yourself up and off him.

The sudden movement and disconnection of your conjoined bodies made a small barely audible whimper leave his lips. This did not go unnoticed by you, again you make a mental note of this to tease him about later.

“Stay here tonight, we can talk more in the morning.” You suggested as you snuggled yourself into his side.

He only nodded at the statement silently agreeing with you. He watched as your features slowly relaxed and your breathing mellowed out as sleep took you into its grasp. A sense of peace washed over him as his eyes wandered over your sleeping form.

What in the hell are you doing to me, woman.

[porkcutletbowl44]

I had to stop in the middle of the chapter BECAUSE HOW CAN THIS ASSHOLE ASK FOR ANOTHER BABY

OMG I HATE SIMON SO MUCH IN THIS STORY I WANT TO RIP HIM INTO SHREDS

OMFG AND ALL THE CUTE SHIT I-

I'm so mad. So mad at this man you have no idea. I think, my mind would have shattered into pieces the moment he asked for the divorce. I know our bby girl is hanging on for Fawn but holy shit.

God, I don't know if I would have ever gotten over of what had happened. Reader Chan is so much stronger than I am haha

I still don't understand Simon. Why did he threw everything away? Life was perfect with us, he wanted another kid I-

This Angst is unreal. Poor kegi has some big shoes to fill. I just hope she realizes how much the boys wants us. She is a little dense about that ngl

Ahh sorry for the rant again but you said you like it. So ig it's alright 🤭

Song recommendation: just pretend by bad omens ✨️

First right off the bat YOU HAVE MY HEART FOR THAT SONG RECC CAUSE IM SO USING IT😆😆 UGHHHH BAD OMENS YESSSS👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻

All will be revealed 🤭 (at one point) AND HOW DARE HE FRRR, like sir, do you know what you did in the future??? Smh 😞

Mama is just a lil delulu abt Keegan's feelings she just silly don't mind her 🤣

[thelov3lybookworm]

Husband Lucien Drabble/headcanon (?)

A/n: so, as we all know how delulu i am for lulu, i like to pretend and imagine that my future partner would be the exact copy paste of lulu (please dont break my lil delulu world, i know this is highly improbable).

this lil thing is based off of a lil tiktok i saw of a dude (i dont know his name, but im pretty sure he was some actor) in an interview, and he gets a call from his wife (or partner, im not sure) and he literally pauses the interview to have a lil chat with his wifey and tells the audience to say hi too then ends the call with a lil i love you and i thought it was soo cute 🥺

and of course, i couldnt resist writing this thing

(if we wat this for the other bois, lemme know 😉)

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Lucien's pov.

The meeting was going very well, and Lucien wondered why he had been so stressed out about it.

This would be a huge opportunity for his business, and he had been nervous about it, the fear of it not going well eating him alive.

Of course, Y/n was always there to soothe his worries, but he could not help but stay up long after she had gone to sleep, snoring softly, cuddled up in his arms, and fear he was nothing but the disappointment his father and brothers believed him to be.

But it seemed all his fears were in vain, because as soon as he stepped in the meeting room an hour ago, everything had to be going great.

The important official from the company Lucien was going to be partnered with- if all went well- opened her mouth, a seductive glint in her eyes, and turned to Lucien.

She had been doing that since the meeting started, and Lucien had realised she was trying to flirt with him within the first five minutes.

But she didn't get the opportunity to speak, as Lucien's phone rang at that exact moment.

The contact that flashed across the screen of his phone brought out a huge grin on his face.

My lady.

Lucien was no into the lady and lord thing, but Y/n was, and so he saved her contact as that.

Everyone paused, looking between Lucien and his phone, and he gave them an apologetic grin. "It's my wife. Hope you don't mind if I answer the call."

Lucien watched the woman's face go slack in shock, before an embarrassed blush spread on her face.

Lucien turned away slightly, ignoring his friends' glares, and answered the call.

He had never ignored her calls, and he was not going to now, meeting be damned.

"Hello, darling." Lucien mumbled.

"Oh, hi Lucien." She sounded relieved. "I thought I might have interrupted you. Have you drank enough water today?"

Lucien tried to fend off the grin that climbed on his face.

"Yes love, I drank two bottles of water from morning till now."

"Good. Wait- what time was your meeting going to start?"

"At twelve o'clock."

Lucien waited as she drew her conclusion.

"It's one o'clock now." A pause. "Has the meeting ended?"

"No."

"What? You are talking to me in the middle of the meeting right now?" Her voice increased in pitch.

"Yes."

"Oh my god Lucien, why would you do that!"

"Because you called?"

Y/n heaved a heavy sigh. "Lucien." Despite her exasperated tone, he could hear the smile in her voice, and he smiled.

"I'll call you later. Text me after you're done with the meeting."

He grinned again. "Sure love."

"Bye." She was definitely grinning now. "Love you."

"Love you too, my lady. Bye."

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