#drabble diaries

[kissyrafe]

christmas eve with rafe

cw: smut, fem!reader, rough sex, usage of the words "daddy", unprotected p in v sex (not proofread!!!)

notes: just spreading the holiday cheer! also first post so nervous

"can you please just tell me? pleeaseee..." you whined, shaking at the nicely wrapped presents underneath the tree, dying with anticipation. rafe let out a small chuckle "come on baby, it'll ruin the fun," his large hand pressed against your back, rubbing it in small circular motions. "jus' wait 'til the morning, then we can open our presents together." he spoke softly, enjoying the torture you were in.

"okay... but i better see uggs first thing in the morning." you let out a bratty sigh, placing the present back where it belonged.

you sat on the island's marble countertop in your cotton shorts, licking the cookie batter off of the holiday-themed spatula while rafe continued reading the next step on his phone. "okay so, i think we need to-" he rubbed his flour-covered fingers with his forehead before walking over to where you sat "y/n, stop eating the cookie dough." now standing right in front of you, he took the bowl, placing it down to your side. "no, you're not my father." you let out a small giggle before draping your arms over his shoulders as to not contaminate rafe's clothes with your hands that were covered in cookie dough ingredients. "oh? what about all those times in bed you called me, what was it, daddy?" his lips curled into a smug smirk, squinting his eyes at you teasingly. "shut up." you kissed rafe before he could say anything else, his hands landed on your hips, rubbing them tenderly. "y'know, you've been such a little brat today..." he murmured against your skin "from the presents 'til now," rafe's lips traveled down to your necks, nipping on your skin as he went, "i don't know what i should do with you."

you were currently bent over, your mouth hung agape, grunts and small moans flowing through with every thrust. your skin sunk into the cold marble, weak hands gripping the bowl and whisk as you stirred slowly with the help of rafe, too distracted by what was happening behind you. "c'mon baby, you got this." rafe whispered in your ear, his cock sinking into oh so slowly as he guided your hands. "p-please..." you managed to whimper out of your pathetic mouth, eyes shut. he was being so cruel.

"please what?" he teased you again, trying to draw an answer out of you, knowing damn well what you want. "please rafe, ah!⏤ daddy..." a particularly sharp thrust made your body jolt as you heard rafe give a dry chuckle. "go... faster," was all you could plead in this agonizing pleasure. he let out a small hum before biding to your demand, picking up his pace.

rafe was enjoying all of this. seeing you all needy and frustrated made him pity you in a sense, but he took amusement. after all, you deserve it. maybe it was the holiday feels or whatever, but you seemed to be so impatient today and wouldn't listen. rafe needed to teach you.

sounds of skin slapping and metal tapping mixed with each other as rafe fucked you at a relentless pace. by now, the cookies were forgotten as the only thing either of you cared about was how his cock slid against your tight and warm walls. your hands held onto the sides of the counter as you tried to steady yourself under your haze of pleasure. rafe fisted your hair, holding your head up as drool came from the corners of your mouth, dripping down to the counter. his other hand kneaded your plush vanilla-scented skin. "shit baby, pussy s' good," rafe's honey voice filled your ears, "uh⏤mmm..." was the only way you could respond as you couldn't even form words anymore. he tugged on your hair, pulling it to the side as he made you face him. "what's that? are you seriously fucked stupid by my dick?" rafe said in a smug tone, lovin' this all too much.

"come on pretty girl, use that sweet voice of yours and talk to me." he asked, his hand moving to hold your face, squeezing your cheeks in his calloused palm. "y-yes..." you softly moaned out, biting the inside of your mouth to hold back from making too much noise. "have you learned your lesson yet, huh?" rafe asked, feeling as though you were reaching your high from your moans alone. he just knew you and your body too well. you nodded frantically, begging for him to let you come. "please rafe... i'll be good⏤ promise!" your eyes opened a slight, looking at rafe's pleased expression. "c-cumming, rafe!" you shut your eyes again as your orgasm hit you, limbs weak. his dick guided you both through your euphoria, and rafe's high came soon after. "fuck, baby... you're so⏤" was followed by a stutter of thrusts and grunts from rafe, his hips snapping against your ass while spurts of hot cum filled you up.

you both are breathing heavily, and no words are exchanged after riding out your orgasms. rafe slowly pulled out of you, his cum leaking out with it. opening your eyes again, you see him with droplets of sweat hanging from his neck and forehead. turning around while maintaining eye contact, rafe plants a kiss on your plump lips.

"wanna get back to baking?"

[yuvany]

(💄) LIPSTICK TREND WITH ENHYPEN

─── ( on 𝓅𝑜𝒾𝓃𝓉 ) OT7 ENHYPEN x fem!reader CONTENT / WARNING(S) fluff + kisses + trends / none WORD COUNT 1,124

reblogs are highly appreciated !!

𝗟𝗘𝗘 𝗛𝗘𝗘𝗦𝗘𝗨𝗡𝗚

you had asked him to do it with you, and he easily agreed, this seemed a lot more tame than the previous ones you had asked him to do with you. When it is time to put on the lipstick, you asked him for his opinion on what colour to use, and he said, "choose by singing eeny meeny miny moo". you giggled at this and did as he said, choosing red in the end. The process of planting kisses on his face seemed a lot more enjoyable to him than it did to you. Your lips were starting to feel numb from doing a kissy face. When you finally finished, Heeseung returned one of your many kisses. Now, it was finally time to film the tiktok, and you quickly told him what to to do, but instead of simply wiping it off, he grabbed ahold of your chin and turned your whole head his way and your stunned expression made the cut. Let's just say that the video blew up.

𝗣𝗔𝗥𝗞 𝗝𝗢𝗡𝗚𝗦𝗘𝗢𝗡𝗚

"Jaayy" you cooed is name. "Yes, my love?" He replied. You proceeded to show him a video that appeared on your for you page, and Jay was confused which was evident on his face. "This is a tiktok trend. Wanna do it?" Your upbeat voice convinced him enough to agree. At your desk, Jay sat quietly as he observed what you were doing; going through your lipstick collection. He admired you, putting on lipstick over and over again, to kiss him someplace on his face, enjoying the feeling of your lips pressing against his soft skin. He mentally noted that he needed to buy you another lipstick soon, because oh dear, a lot of lipstick was used. You counted down and hit record, which somehow still caught him off-guard and he missed the corner of your lips and instead wiped your lips, this caused the two of you to burst out laughing.

𝗦𝗜𝗠 𝗝𝗔𝗘𝗬𝗨𝗡

He will probably be the one to ask you to do the trend with him, Jake just somehow knew that you'd ask him about it. "I was gonna ask you, but I guess." You tried to act nonchalant about it, but Jake saw past the facade. "That colour is so pretty." He points to the one you're currebtly holding. "It is, but it's too light, it won't be visible on camera." You say, and it makes him sulk. "What about that one?" This took a while, but never would you have prepared for what came next. Jake did not know that you would need to kiss his face, he just believed that he needed to swipe the lipstick across his face, so when you began preessing your lips to his skin, he genuinely believed that you were kissing him, so he kissed back. "jake! will you stop trying to make out with me?" You called out through giggles. "Wait, is this part of the trend..."

𝙋𝘼𝙍𝙆 𝙎𝙐𝙉𝙂𝙃𝙊𝙊𝙉

Does this man even need to try? He is already perfect. Sunghoon just needed to sit there prettily. You had asked him to do the trend with him, and it almost felt as if you were begging on your knees for him to do it with you. "What do I get in return?" He asked, a small smirk present on his lips. "Kisses, i suppose," you shrugged, but not being able to keep your happiness to yourself as you beamed a smile. It did not help that Sunghoon made your job harder by moving his face around while you tried to kiss his face over and over again, so you grabbed him by the chin and told him to be still, which he did, but he just began staring at you, which made you a bit self aware. Overall, the filming part went smooth, and the video gained a lot of attention, and you saw how people were commenting on how handsome Sunghoon were, and you replied to them with, "That's my man, back off."

𝗞𝗜𝗠 𝗦𝗨𝗡𝗢𝗢

Becomes all shy and giggly all throughout, not once was he even calm. When you asked him to do the trend with you, he didn't know what you were talking about, but after showing him a video, he gets flustered, but eventually agrees because it looked fun, and because it meant that he'd be able to spend more time with you. I'd like to think that Sunoo would be quiet while you apply your lipstick as he watches you with a shimmer in his eyes whenever he sees you, but you always try to spark up a conversation, and he can't possibly deny your offer, can you? As you pan your phone over to him, it is only showing a lipstick stained faced Sunoo with his hand above his face because he forgot the part where he wipes the lipstick off your lips. He's so giggly like a ball of sunshine.

𝗬𝗔𝗡𝗚 𝗝𝗨𝗡𝗚𝗪𝗢𝗡

"wonie, look." You called out, and he whipped his head around and saw your screen, he knew you well enough to understand what you were aiming at. "You wanna do this?" The shining smile on your face told him what he wanted to know. "Let's get to it then!" He pulled you by the arms right into your room. While you adore his face with your lips, he is watching the trend in loop to understand what he was supposed to do. You notice this and tell him, "Just be yourself, it's gonna be adorable!" Jungwon smiles at you and puts down his phone. Filming the video took the longest I'd say. He just can't contain his laughter, it's just something about hitting record that sets him off. Jungwon takes a deep breath and tells you that he is prepared.

𝗡𝗜𝗦𝗛𝗜𝗠𝗨𝗥𝗔 𝗥𝗜𝗞𝗜

Riki has got firece eyes, and he knows how to use them to his advantage. He is such a sweetheart and the people whom are going to watch the clip wouldn't know that. You asked him if he wanted to do the trend once almost a week ago, and he seemed to remember it when you didn't. "About that trend, babe..." You raise an eyebrow, eyes lit with confusion and now he has to show you the video instead. "Can I?" Riki asks when he sees that you roll up your lipstick, and you trust him enough to loan him one of your lipsticks. "Just be careful." You warn, and he knows how much you adore it. "I will." His finger is fixed under your jaw and, and you can feel the heat spread across your cheeks. You did not expect him to take this trend so seriously, and the look of awe that Riki gave you did not go unnoticed by the viewers.

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[satorusdiary]

dilf!toji being your ex bf

fluff & angst + making up + cuddling + toji not being able to resist you when you look so fragile + toji forever loving you

part 2! - back in love !

You sent 1:03 am

hey, r u awake?

toji places the cigarette back down on the ashtray, looking at his phone slightly shocked. it’s been months since you and him have had contact, the split up that has happened to your relationship has left a strain in his heart.

why did you text him at this hour? and most importantly, why aren’t you asleep? toji knows how well your sleep schedule usually was.

his friends look at him concerned, the look on toji’s face confusing them even more compared to when he stopped smoking repeatedly just a few seconds ago.

“fushiguro, you good?” satoru questions, patting his friends shoulder as he looks over at his friends phone. he wasn’t able to get a look at the message before toji pulls the phone into a direction that wasn’t able to be seen.

“yeah.. jus’ lemme call someone real quick.” before the rest of his friends could protest, toji is up and walking over to an empty room in the apartment. taking a seat on the bed.

Toji sent 1:09 am

thought i told you to lose my number

now that’s something he wouldn’t text you, he immediately starting regretting sending that message the second you immediately read the message.

you were his sweet little girl. the young woman who he swore he was gonna marry, the one he swore to have kids with.

things were different when he realized how much his life would have an impact on you if you stayed with him.

what’s good about a sweet girl who has a bright future getting with a older man selling illegal substances, that could send him to jail for years and years.

yeah not good at all.

toji knew what’s best for you, and if it meant him not being with you then it was worth it.

because he loved you, and would do physically anything in his power for you to have the best in life.

You sent 1:09 am

i know, i just need someone to talk to rn. i’m sorry

his heart weeps, you still want his comfort even after he has completely broke you, and your relationship with him.

he should be in jail for just breaking you in general.

toji sighs, not knowing how to reply. he wants to comfort you, yet he wants to push you away from his life. push you away from the trouble and the dangers that could happen to you.

he thinks you have given up until you text him 3 minutes later.

You sent 1:12 am

can i call you, please toji?

he couldnt deny it. he just couldnt. his love for you was simply unbreakable even if you weren’t together anymore.

his friends out in the living room are most likely concerned and worried for toji, but that’s the least of his problems. he needs to know if you’re okay, if you’re hurt.

‘incoming call from Toji’

he swears his heart skips a beat when the call goes through.

toji is not one to get nervous. especially with anything in general. but when it came to you, everything comes crashing down. when it comes to you, toji is willing to do anything for you, because you were his girl. his love.

“..hi” your voice is shaky, it seems you’re nervous as well. could he blame you though? this was the first time in months he has actually spoke to you.

“hey.” he replies, hoping you wouldn’t notice the weak tone in his voice as he spoke.

there’s a moment of silence, and soft breathing from your end before toji speaks up.

“are you ok? why’d you call me.”

it’s harsh, his tone is harsh. your eyes begin watering, and you hope he doesn’t notice.

“i-i am just having trouble sleeping, that’s all. ‘wanted your company atleast to calm me down.” your tone has a small strain, as if you were crying for hours before you called him.

it was as if he was able to see your puffy eyes through the screen, he could just imagine it now.

“there’s something else, hm? c’mon tell me, y’know i won’t judge.” especially with you. is what he wanted to say as-well, but he couldn’t get to soft with you now. he couldn’t.

he hears a sniffle from your end, feeling his heart clench once more. as if his heart is dropping to the bottom of his stomach.

“okay.. t-truth is i usually sleep better with you ‘round. but since you’re gone, ‘ts been kinda rough. i just wanted to call you for once, to see if it would help..” you confessed, voice breaking down in between sentences.

toji has an urge to put you down, and hang up. but he couldn’t, how could he resist you? especially after everything he has put you through.

the bracelet on his wrist that has your initials come into his vision. you had made this for him when he was sick, he has never took it off ever since.

“y’want me to come over? not gonna make contact, jus’ gonna be there til you sleep.” he says calmly, he swore he could’ve heard you sigh in relief.

“mhmm, yes please..” you’re still polite, his sweet girl is still sweet around him. that’s what he misses with you.

“alright’ be there in 10. jus know i’m never doin this shit again, kay?” he says harshly, too harsh.

you sniffle again, he could tell your frowning and having tears drop on your phone screen. his heart strings get tugged, and he calms his weeping heart.

he’s hurt you once again.

the call ends before you could say anything else, and he’s out of the bedroom quickly taking his keys. his friends look at him concerned.

“yo, you good?” suguru comments, looking up at his friend who was ready to leave the apartment.

“where you going?” satoru also questions.

toji shakes his head, letting out a deep sigh as he turns to look at his of friends once again.

“gonna be gone for a bit, see ya tomorrow?” he waves them off, and goes out the door before they could reply, or ask anymore questions.

he knows he said he would be at your place by 10 minutes, but he ends up arriving in 5 minutes. quickly at your door step, knocking on the door gently.

just as he predicted, you open the door almost immediately.

when he looks at you, he swears he could break down then and there. on your door step.

your eyes are puffy, you’re wearing his hoodie that he “accidentally” left at your home, and there were dried tear stains on your puffy cheeks.

he wanted to kiss your cheeks badly, and cradle you in his arms. but he resisted.

thats before you crash into his arms, immediately breaking down. hugging him tightly as if he was going to disappear again.

toji breaks, he can’t handle the cold act around you any longer.

“y/n? what’s wrong baby? speak to me..” toji coo’s, his harsh tone disappeared. you automatically feel comfort from his nice tone, something you missed.

there he is, the sweet older boyfriend you have always missed. the man who was your home, your protector, your everything.

“‘missed you s’much toji. miss being with you and megumi, i-i can’t sleep without thinking about how i could’ve been better for you.” you stutter repeatedly.

it was no lie that megumi missed you as well. the boy who is only 3 years old can not go a night without asking where you were, if you were coming back to him without breaking down. because you made the little boy feel loved.

toji’s heart breaks, now he notices how selfish he has been. yes he was protecting you, but he also broke you so much. regret seeps into his body, he wraps his arms around you and hugs you tightly.

“‘s not your fault sweets, you were more than enough for me. c’mon, let’s go to bed.” he murmurs, picking you up bridal style and walks towards your bedroom. the door behind him shutting closed.

the photo of you both happily together was still on your night stand, toji’s heart breaks for the millionth time in the past hour.

his side of the bed was cold, as if you never slept on it. that’s because it felt wrong sleeping on that side, knowing it once belonged to him.

you continue crying as you’re placed on the bed, still in toji arms. he’s careful with you, placing kisses on your face and rubbing your body to give you his heat.

“i-i miss you.. s’much.” you repeat, looking up at him for the first time with clear sight. tears drying back on your cheeks.

he gives you a sad smile and kisses both of your cheeks, sticky with tears.

“i miss you more sweetheart, missed my little girl s’much.. ‘l’ll explain everythin to you tomorrow, kay?” he questions, caressing your cold cheek.

the smile you give him is sad, but could easily melt the coldness in his heart.

after you nod he places a kiss on your lips, before pulling you closer, your head on his chest while is head is rested on top of yours.

the night goes by, and your soft snores fill the room. toji’s eyes are still glued onto the photo of you both, looking so happy, so dumb and in love.

he is gonna make that happen again, only for you. he’d figure out everything else soon, his priority was now you.

“i love you, missed you more than anything. baby.” he whispers quietly, placing one last kiss to your temple before drifting off to sleep.

for the first time in months he is able to sleep with no bad feelings, or any nightmares.

that is because you’re by his side, by his side to push away all the bad thoughts. by his side to make him feel loved again.

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part 2 - back in love !

a/n: don’t mind typos pls, it’s like 3:47 am😭😭

[pshbites]

KISS ME THRU THE PHONE ━ sjy

pairing : jake x fem!reader. genre : est. ldr relationship, fluff, so cute, angsty warnings : cursing synopsis : you and your bfs texts as an ldr a/n : hsfdnsd happy bday to this golden retriever! enjoyyy. also i feel like maybe this has been done before so 😞 but as always if u liked this pls like n reblog <33

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[fear-is-truth]

“i ♡ bad boys” ── 𝓻. heffley ┆f!reader .

RODRICK HEFFLEY’s hands slid over your waist as he kissed you, sloppy and unpracticed but very enthusiastic, like he couldn’t decide if he wanted to tease you or keep kissing you until his lungs gave out. you let him have his way, fingers threading through his messy hair, tugging lightly as he groaned against your mouth. rodrick fumbled with the buttons of your flannel, a satisfied noise escaping him when he finally managed to get it open.

“mhm..” he pushed the shirt off your shoulders, but then his eyes drifted down to your chest—and he froze. you bit your lip to stifle the laugh that bubbled up, your hands sliding down to rest on his shoulders as his brow furrowed, staring at the sharpie scrawl across your chest: “i dig bad boys.”

you couldn’t help it—you giggled, and the sound immediately made him squint suspiciously. “what?” you shrugged, “greg told me about your big brother advice.”

rodrick’s expression shifted through about three emotions at once—embarrassment, disbelief, and finally indignation. “i—he—that little snitch wasn’t supposed to tell you that!”

“yup,” you replied, leaning back slightly, just enough to smirk up at him. “apparently, ‘chicks dig bad boys’ was your expert advice. and now here i am, digging you.” he groaned, letting his head drop against your shoulder.

“oh, c’mon rod,” you teased, brushing a hand through his hair. “it’s cute. you thought that would work on me?”

he looked up at you, face still flushed. “well, it did, didn’t it?” he shot back defensively, though the way his voice cracked slightly ruined any attempt at sounding smug. “sure it did,” you chuckled, pressing a kiss to the corner of his mouth. “bad boy.” “stop calling me that,” he whined, but his hands slid back to your waist anyway, lips pressing to yours with a little more fervor—like he needed to prove something. still, when he broke away, his voice dropped to a low mutter. “i’m seriously kicking greg’s ass.”

[lexiswriter]

i feel like the most unrealistic thing about diary of a wimpy kid is how nobody had a fat crush on rodrick.

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[lodeddiperactivate]

Rodrick's confession

A/N: I had this idea that Rodrick is afraid of the sight of blood but I couldn't properly flesh out the details so here's something short for now. Enjoy xx

It was one Rodrick's dumb idea to climb over the gate to an abandoned hospital. People say it's haunted and so Rodrick's curiousity was piqued. The only problem? You miscalculated your step and ended up with a few stitches and a trip to the ER.

"Oh god oh god oh god, I swear if I had known, I would never ever ever ever ever-"

"Rodrick, please, it's only a few stitches, nothing serious," you assured him.

"Okay, so walk me through what happened," the doctor asked.

"Well-"

"I'm sorry-"

You and Rodrick both spoke at the same time. The doctor was completely unfazed. You looked at Rodrick, and he shyly moves back to a corner in the room.

"Well, we were trying to climb over this gate but then I took a mistep, and then this happened," you said gesturing to the bruises and cuts.

"I'm so so so sorry-" Rodrick started. He was very panicky and nervous around the sight of blood. In fact, he almost fainted a few times on the way to the hospital.

"Okay then, we'll stitch you up. Nothing serious. You can leave once we're done."

As soon as the doctor left, you slowly eyed Rodrick in the corner of the room, he was focused on your stitches and biting his fingernails, rocking back and forth as if he has been sucked into some anxious-filled hallucination.

"You okay?"

"Blood," was all he said.

"Yeah, so?"

"Blood everywhere!" He yelled which garnered a few "sshhh" from nurses, doctors, and neighboring patients. You and Rodrick let out an apologetic expression to everyone, as you shot Rodrick a look to which he replied with the same apologetic expression.

"Rodrick, we are in a hospital, keep your voice down."

"I'm so very sorry, okay? I feel bad. Please don't break up with me."

"I'm not gonna break up with you," you laughed at Rodrick's concern as both of you walked out the hospital.

You were walking side by side to the Loded Diper van when he suddenly stepped in front of you.

"What's wrong?"

"I love you!" He bursted out as if he had been holding on to that statement for years.

"Rodrick," you were surprised by his confession. You two have been dating for awhile now but never said I love you to each other yet. You see him eyeing your stitches again.

"I love you too, you silly goose!"

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[mygnolia]

11:42pm

park sunghoon’s hands are delicate and featherlight as he runs his fingertips over the expanse of your skin. his touch brings comfort, and soothes with a wave of calm.

park sunghoon is gentle with you, but impatient with everything else. nails pry into packaging and scrape against tape seals and plastic as he bites his lip in concentration. his fingers fiddle noisily until the boxes cracks or breaks, and he can only stare with guilt at the wreckage at the cause of his hands.

your boyfriend tends to break when impatient. he tends to ruin when in a hurry.

the only thing that makes you confused is how patient he can be when it's with you. he's observant and understanding, wiping away tears and holding your hand through fights and struggles, trying to open his heart was widely as he can for you to feel comfortable hearing his heartbeat. he takes things slow with you, with a smile pulling at his lips and tugging at your heartstrings. with you, park sunghoon's hands mend with care. they ease tension with love.

your boyfriend learns to integrate resilience in his grip and patience as a forethought. he tries not to simply break the outside, but instead, searches with curious eyes for the cause of his confusion. then, neatly trimmed nails slowly peel back tape and stickers instead of digging in with force, all learned from your gentle touch.

[fbfh]

just reread your rodrick x hyperfem reader AND IT HAS ME BACK INTO THE GOOD OLD CHOKEHOLD

so if you do still write for him (ignore if you dont <3) maybe some headcanons of them after the prom? 😋

(devon bostick is so FINE)

oh FUCK yes babes. lemme tell you something about roddy and hyperfemme reader. almost immediately after your song finishes and you lock lips in a kiss that rocks both your worlds and blows your minds, it's over for you. you're joint at the hip and locked at the lip every moment after that. both of your friend groups are pissed because whenever they're looking for you you're either sitting on Roddy's lap doing his eyeliner (and putting a little glittery highlighter here and there) or making out in the back of his van. you are completely a package deal, if someone wants one of you they are GOING to get both of you. after the last time roddy insisted on you sleeping in his room or threatening to run away and elope in vegas, Susan decided you know what? this could actually be a lot worse! at least most of Rodrick's energy (or lackthereof, please get this boy some antidepressants) is directed at you instead of harrassing his brother all the time. he still harasses Greg, but that's more of that brother stuff Susan doesn't know about. and that's how you in all your sparkly pink "what like it's hard?" lip glossed glory end up at the heffley's house more often than the actual heffleys.

[ohcaptains]

abby who never smiles. abby who you can’t read, because her face is hard and never cracks. tight jaw. pressed lips. she walks around with an expression like a screwed bolt, never loose — locked tight.

but you want her on your team.

there’s an obscene desire pulsing through you — she must be on your side. you’ve never felt this way about anybody. when you look at her, at the hard, sculpted lines of her, you want her to like you so badly that you’re sick with it. it clogs your pores. makes you sweat and itch.

abby anderson, issac’s brawler. second in command. the girl with eyes in the back of her skull. the girl who came back from the dead.

when she’s near, you have to bite your tongue, or you’ll sing her praises. drawl it like spit all over her gear. drop to your knees, already aching with scars of your devotion, and bury your face between her thighs and beg and beg and beg.

look at me, you think, hoping she can read your thoughts. look at me and see.

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A frigid wind nipped at your exposed skin as your smooth, pristine hand clutched the dense material hugging your figure, tightening it as you shivered against the chill.

Positioned just beside you, another figure came into view—a guy, it seemed, seated on the bench you were hunched over, his posture mirroring your own.

The two of you sat there side by side as silence drifted in, dancing freely in the wintry atmosphere, wrapping you both in a sense of comfort and serenity. But just before it could last any longer, a voice broke through, cutting the calmness that said,

"Hey, can I tell you something? But you must promise not to laugh."

Turning your gaze over him, you replied with a teasing smile, "Okay, I promise! but if it's about last year where you fell into the river bank while singing 'Crystal Snow' and pulling off some silly, majestic move, I'm definitely laughing." You beamed at him, eyes naturally curving into a pair of beautiful crescent moons that perfectly enhanced your delicate features.

Riki appeared a bit stunned as he stared at you for a not so long while, a soft pinkish tint bloomed across his cheeks. Perhaps embarrassed that his past actions being brought up? Lucky him, you seemed completely unaware of the sudden change in his demeanor, already adding another playful remark, saying,

"Or… when i caught you sneaking into my bedroom, secretly putting my makeup all over your face and—oh! Maybe that other time when—

"Okay, okay, enough with talking about my dark, embarrassing, yet utterly unforgettable moments that had been long forgotten, but now they’re all flooding back into our memories—and it’s all because of you."

Riki responded, giving you that signature eye smile of his, the one that said, 'Thank you for that,' but beneath it, you could almost sense the quiet storm brewing inside him, making you burst into a soft, cheerful laugh, seemingly satisfied.

Riki groaned, his long, slender fingers working as a comb, running through his smooth, silky locks, muttering, "See? this is why i shouldn't tell you anything serious." He pouted, cute, you thought.

Fixing your gaze on him, you ended up admiring his ethereal features from the side: the sharp, defined slope of his nose, so precise it seemed as though it could cut through the thickest air; his fierce, brown eyes that always gave you a sense of déjà vu, a reminder of that one time he stood out for you—scolding the bullies who tore your favorite doll. And then, there were his wide, soft lips—pillowy enough that you were sure you’d turn into Aurora herself, falling into an eternal slumber the moment your head rested upon them.

For a moment, you found yourself lost in those details—every line, every curve—until his voice pulled you back to reality. "Do you remember last winter, when we had that snowball fight?" he asked, sitting up straighter to face you fully. A faint smile tugged at his lips, though his tone carried a trace of guilt. "And then I accidentally threw that giant snowball, and you fell right into the snowbank," he added, rubbing the back of his neck sheepishly.

You nodded, a smile spreading across your face at the memory. "How could I forget? That same night, I came down with a bad fever, had a red, runny nose, and I almost didn't recognize myself with how much of a complete mess I looked," you said, softly laughing at yourself. "Honestly, it’s my fault for letting you throw it at me first instead of getting you back right away."

He looked at you, his brows furrowing as worry spread across his face, his voice trembling as he began, 'No, it wasn’t your fault—it was mine! I failed to protect you, and instead, I was the one who hurt you. Do you know how much I hated myself for that? I hate that it was me who made you sick, hate that I couldn’t be the one to keep you safe when you needed it the most, and if things had gone worse—if fate had been cruel—I could’ve lost you that day! Do you realize how terrifying that is? Losing you, even just the thought of it, it’s unbearable, because you mean so much to me—more than you know—and I can’t stand thinking about a world without you, because I…'

He froze, his breath puffing in uneven clouds, realizing too late what had slipped out. 'I love you,' he whispered, the words barely audible, but they hung in the cold air between you, undeniable and raw.

Riki kept his gaze fixed downward, his breath uneven as he replayed his words in his head, wondering if he’d said too much. The silence that followed was deafening, the absence of your usual teasing remark or laughter gnawing at his nerves. Slowly, he glanced to his side, only to find you wiping at your cheeks with the edge of your sleeve, quiet sobs muffled as you tried—and failed—to keep your emotions in check.

His eyes widened in alarm. “y/n, why—” but the moment his voice reached you, your head shot up, your teary eyes locking with his. Embarrassment consumed you in an instant, a wave of heat rushing to your cheeks and before he could say another word, you moved in a blur, throwing your arms around his neck and pulling him into a tight embrace. The sudden warmth of your hold left him frozen for a moment, his breath hitching at the unexpected gesture.

“You idiot,” you choked out softly, your voice trembling but laced with so much affection it made his chest tighten. “You didn’t lose me then, and you’re never going to. Do you hear me? Never.”

Riki's arms slowly wrapped around you, tentative at first, before tightening it as if he were afraid of losing you. “I—” His voice cracked, his usual confidence nowhere to be found. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to make you cry…”

You pulled back just enough to look at him, your tear-streaked face breaking into a watery smile. “Don’t apologize, you idiot. I’m crying because…" you paused, but just enough to gather up the courage you needed to say,

"Because I love you too.”

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୨୧ LET ME TIE A BOW AROUND IT

// OT7 ENHYPEN when you want to tie a bow on them

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𝐋𝐄𝐄 𝐇𝐄𝐄𝐒𝐄𝐔𝐍𝐆 - around his wrist

You were playing with his hands, your fingers gently grazing his knuckles in a way that made him feel at home and at ease. The way you carefully, but also affectionately massaged his hands could lull him to sleep any second if it weren't for you aburptly stopping. "Babe, what's wrong?" He asked, his voice sounding groggy as if he had just woken up from sleep. "Nothing, I was just reminded of something." You murmur as you awkwardly hold his hand in yours. "And what's that, pretty girl?" Heeseung sits up straight as he plays with your fingers. "I'll be right back." You kiss his cheek, leaving a hot spot on his face before running over to your room. You returned not long after with a roll of pink satin strands in your grasp. Heeseung watches as you return to your seat and pull out enough ribbon to wrap around his wrist with a smile.

𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐉𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐒𝐄𝐎𝐍𝐆 - on his clothes

Jay was a big guy on fashion. He always came to you whenever he wanted an opionin on something, and something he walways wanted approval on was his outfits. "Sugar, what do you think of this?" He asked, posing for you as if it were a fashion show. "looks absolutely lovey." You reply. Today though, your comments did not persua him that his outfit did not lack something cruical. "Are you sure? Because it feels really empty, and i don't know what's missing." You shurg your shoulders at this, knowing that you can't do more than what you've already done. While Jay squints at the mirror, you get an idea and rush over to your room as you grab a string of ribbon and run back. "I have an idea." You walk over to him and tie the silky material like a ribbon on his pocket. "This is exactly what I was missing." He gives you a big kiss on the head.

𝐒𝐈𝐌 𝐉𝐀𝐄𝐘𝐔𝐍 - on his fingers

His fingers ran up and down your arm as he mindlessly scrolled through the content that was on his phone. You laid beside him, your eyes glue to the screen, but the feeling of his warm fingers against your skin managed to divert your attention. For a moment, all you could think of was how pretty his hands were as your eyes trailed his moving hands. They were comforting but also very attractive. Something about them just fished you in. "What'chu looking at?" Jake asks, his breath hittig your nape. "Nothing." You blurt out quickly. "I know you like my fingers, yeah?" He teases, and you groan. "So what?" "So tie a bow around them. I've seen the videos you repost on tiktok." He says, his fingers tapping your arm. "right." you murmur and crawl out of his arms to grab the satin ribbon you've kept in your room to the point they were on the werge of rotting. "You just managed to make them prettier, honey." He says, admiring the accessories.

𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐆𝐇𝐎𝐎𝐍 - around his bicep

"You know, you've got great arms, babe." You pointed out to your boyfriend while on a wak home. "thanks, I take great pride in these." He releases your arms around his as he flexes his biceps through his jacket. "Like what you see, hmm?" He coos, and you just roll your eyes with a chuckle before continuing to walk without him. Sunghoon sees the uninterest in you and rushes to catch up with you. "Wait for me!" "Hurry up! I'm freezing!" It's these small banters that make everyday bright, and it was always known that you were joking, so he did not take anything to heart. You and him walked around the craft store when a roll of pink ribbon caught you eye. Sunghoon walked over to you and raised an eyebrow at your findings. "Let me borrow you for a second." You pulled out a string of ribbon and tied it around his bicep. "Let me take a quick picture." "Whatever you say, princess." He hums.

𝐊𝐈𝐌 𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐎𝐎 - in his hair

Sunoo had kindly asked you to massage his scalp as he felt that he had been a hard worker for the past week and deserved a reward. Through feign objections, deep down you did want to play with his hair - if anything, this was one of may things that you always looked forward to. You sat yourself down on the couch and let Sunoo lay his head on your lap. Your fingers slowly crawling up his head while the TV caught your attention. The muted lights and comfort of you thighs, must've soothed him to sleep. You heard the soft snores and looked down at him to confirm that he was indeed asleep. Recently, you were wrapping presents and the red ribbons were just an arm away. You slowly grabbed it, making sure not to wake him up. It was a challenge, but at least you were finally done. You only hoped they wouldn't slide off when he wakes up.

𝐘𝐀𝐍𝐆 𝐉𝐔𝐍𝐆𝐖𝐎𝐍 - around his waist

Christmas was soon, and Jungwon would annually ask what you wanted for this holiday. At the moment, you were sprawled on the cool floor of the livingroom. You see your boyfriend, Jungwon, slowly peek his head in you field of vision. "have you thought of something for christmas yet?" He asked, sitting down next to you as you rise from your laying position. "Not really, have you?" you asked and he shook his head. "i wouldn't want you to buy me something, having you by my side is more than I could ask for." Jungwon smiled as he pressed a light kiss to your ear. "then I can say the same for you, no? I just enjoy having you here." You attempt to lean agaisnt his shoulder, but it seeems like he's already run off to somewhere. Later, he comes back, asking, "can you help me tie this?" He points to his waist. "Why, babe?" You asked. "So that I can be your christmas present."

𝐍𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐌𝐔𝐑𝐀 𝐑𝐈𝐊𝐈 - around his neck

It's been a long day of practice for Riki at the dance studio. He comes home all sweaty and aching all over his body. You see this and hurry over by his side. You offer your shoulder for him to lean on but he jokes that you'd be crushed, in which you scold him for saying such nonsense while being in his state. "Go take a shower, you stink, bby." You say, pinching your nose bridge. Riki rolls his eyes, but does as you command. A few minutes pass and the sound of the shower continues to echo through the house, and you start to believe that he might have falled asleep, until he steps out with his hair wet. "Damn, my neck hurts." He complains. "You want me to tie a bow?" You tease, but he replies with a nod and you take him seriously. Now, he is sitting with a scawing tie around his neck.

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[namisin]

18+ content, MDNI. had to get this one off my chest after listening to August again.

the last thing you expected to hear after the automatic voicemail message, was your ex-boyfriend's voice crackling through the speaker.

"hey," he greeted, sounding breathless, "been a while, right?"

gojo fucking satoru. the two of you had broken up well over six months ago, with him citing he just didn't have the time to juggle a girlfriend and curse-slaying anymore. you let him go amicably, why push something that wasn't working out for you both, right?

considering he was the one to break up with you, his appearance in your voicemail box was wholly out of left field.

"i know, i know...we broke up a while ago, and i'm over you- i swear! i just, uh, saw your last instagram post."

your brows furrowed over narrowed eyes; the fuck was he doing stalking your socials?

"i probably shouldn't be this pissed off about it, but you moved on, huh? postin' each other now, congrats. must be serious."

it didn't sound very congratulatory, you noted. it sounded more like he wanted to rip the guy's head clean off.

"i know this is pretty outta pocket of me, but, speakin' of photos... i found a pretty cute one goin' back through my gallery. can you guess which one?"

the fuck was he doing still looking at old pics of you?

"yea i know, there's a lot of cute ones of you to pick from... but it's the one of you on my floor, with your ass way up in the air 'n my dick in your mouth."

embarrassed heat slithered across your cheeks; you remembered it vividly.

"like your outfit in this one too. it-it was a fun one to take off that night. remember how fucking insatiable you were for me? sitting in my lap, rubbing me through my pants... shit... i was sure everyone would see how hard you made me. had to get you home quick and shove my dick in your mouth to finally shut you up."

hearing his chuckles hiss through your phone, you wanted to reach through it and smack the smug look off his face you just knew was there. you still couldn't help but notice how his breath hitched, catching on his words.

"anyway, i-i called to see... to see if you'd let me fuck one more time. for old time's sake. i know i could treat you so much better, so c'mon princess. le'me fuck you just one more time. make you cream and drool and fuckin' squirt all over me just one more time. you know i'm good for it."

it was wrong — you knew it was wrong and it pitted your chest — but you just couldn't help the way your thighs pressed together. he wasn't wrong about being good for it, though.

"i know you never lost my number so call me, huh? or don't. i'll get it if you don't, i'll even delete the photos but- i know you still want this, princess. say the word and i'll come pick you up from your lil' boy toy, show you how you're meant to be fucked. i know he isn't doing it like i can, so—"

"—call me, yea?"

[pshbites]

NA JAEMIN AS YOUR BOYFRIEND

pairing : bf!jaemin x gf!reader genre : est relationship, pure fluff warnings : petnames, crying, kissing, and not proofread synopsis : headcannons that bf!jaemin would do wc : 1k a/n : anotha nct fic we cheer also yes this is another one for lizzie pookie bear i larb u. also i tagged some moots who i know r seasonies so sorry for any unwanted tags!

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texting you for no reason. jaemin loves telling you everything. whether it be miniscule or important, it didn’t matter because you would know. some days he would text you while you’re at work and tell you what he’s currently doing. sometimes it’s sweet things like “saw a flower and i thought of you” or sometimes it’s just the most random things like how many red cars he saw that day (it was 5). he always tells you and you reciprocate his excitement with each detail. each text rant always ends in him confessing his everlasting love for you like he always does and of course, you reciprocate it in the exact way he said it to you.

jaem: i miss you

jaem: my baby precious yn i always love you

jaem: can’t wait to have dinner with you tonight, are you excited

jaem: i’m making your favorite princess

jaem: where are you :((((

jaem: maybe you’re driving to the office :/

jaem: drive safe baby love you

you: i miss you more

you: i was driving :) but im now in the parking lot of the office

you: and of course i’m excited for dinner baby

you: my jaem i love you so much more than words can express

you: see you tonight <33

jaem: see you princess <3333

putting you first. there would be times where the two of you would be out and about with your group of friends. jaemin would be talking to them and enjoying his time but he looks towards you and you just aren’t feeling it anymore. right then and there jaemin would decide to leave and call it a night because you aren’t enjoying yourself. he always prioritizes you over himself and some problems come with that but most of the time you know he’s doing it out of the kindness of his heart. 

leaving traces of you around his apartment. the two of you don't share an apartment so sometimes you sleepover at jaemins apartment or hang out there. since you already spend so much time there, you leave behind things. it started out small like a hair tie or a jacket but then it started becoming your slippers or a set of your pajamas. once jaemin started to notice, he cleared out a drawer for you and set all your items in there. partially he did it so you didn’t rummage through his things to find your own but at the same time he did it because it felt that a piece of you was still there when you weren’t. because of this he started collecting your things in that drawer but would always display some trinkets or stuffed animals you left on his bed. he also developed a love for stuffed animals because you adored them so much so he began buying them to put on his bed so you would be more at home. his first priority is to always make you comfortable.

buying anything that reminds him of you. your bedside counter was filled with random trinkets jaemin bought for you simply because it looked like you. you weren’t sure how a peacock with a white scarf resembled you but jaemin did know. he saw you in every detail of his life so if something reminded him of you he would buy it without question and give it to you that very day. in your collection you had all sorts of things and sometimes it was a hassle to arrange them all while cleaning but you never complained because how could you complain to that sweet face. 

always having you in arms reach. when you and jaemin were in public with your other friends he always had you close to you, not for any possessive reason but because he always craved your touch. he always had to be touching you in anyway possible, whether that be your hand intertwined with his or his hand on your thigh or anything. he always wanted to be close to you because it grounded him, it wasn’t like you minded either. you loved how clingy he gets when you aren’t right next to him, it was cute. while having you in arms reach he draws circles on you, or writes his name on that spot over and over, engraving it in your soul. he loves seeing you try and ignore it but failing miserably.

kisses when you least expect it. most of the time jaemin always kissed your cheek before you left his apartment or left a date to go somewhere, but sometimes he would catch you off guard and kiss your lips. in these moments you felt jaemins tender love the most, his lips always touched yours with the utmost affection he could give. his hand would rest on your hip before he pulls back and smiles, saying goodbye. clearly he didn’t know what effect he had on you because the rest of the day you would lightly graze your lips, smiling at the thought of him. 

laughing along to your contagious laughter. something about your laugh does it for jaemin, it doesn’t matter if the joke you told wasn’t entirely funny but hearing your laughter is like a sweet melody, he starts to smile and laugh along with you. he loves these moments with you because he sees a sparkle in your eyes, making him smile so sweetly at you before he begins to laugh along. to jaemin anytime you smiled or laughed, it was the happiest moment. he adored hearing your cute laugh even after a lame jake.

your smallest achievements are his greatest achievements. it could be as simple as “i walked ten thousand steps today” and he’s throwing a party all for that. to jaemin any small feat of yours is a great accomplishment for him because he wants to celebrate you for as long as you let him. he always wants to be the person who make the biggest deal out of the smallest things because he knows how good you feel about yourself because of that. a simple “im so proud of you my princess” goes such a long way for you.

kissing away the tears. crying in front of jaemin was something that rarely happened because of what a great boyfriend he was. but sometimes life got hard for whatever reason and you need a good cry, in times like those jaemin kisses those tears off your face. he hates seeing you cry because a part of him breaks no matter what, it hurts him more than it does you but he’ll never say that. so instead he’ll sweetly hold your face, kissing those tears away softly. “it’ll be okay my baby, i promise” he tells you, trying to reassure you and it works like a charm everytime.

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Just a little blood

You and Damon had been together for a few months. At first, you could say it was a bit rocky. With Damon and his reputation as a player, it was hard to be confident in a relationship with him, but he surprised you. He really did.

And what always made you believe that it would never work was when you found out about Damon being a vampire, and you're just a human. For you it was going to be like Twilight. But now? It's proving something very different.

Now, in a moment of taking advantage of Stefan's departure from home, Damon said he wanted to try something new with you. And you, with your curious instinct, definitely accepted.

You're lying on the bed, completely naked for him. Damon, on the other hand, is in his boxers and nothing else. He's busy kissing your breasts, while he caresses your clit with his thumb. When he finished working on the breasts he said.

"Where do you want it today?" He asked with a husky and slightly breathless voice, and with his usual sensual look. You got what he meant. Every time you're in bed, you choose a place for him to drink your blood.

"I think something more classic. Neck" she smiled. You always chose that one, there was no specific reason, but Damon didn't accept it and very carefully bit your thigh and you laughed at his stubbornness.

"I said Neck" You said.

"No. I'm always on your neck. I need new things. Just a little blood" he joked and continued to drink the blood, and sometimes let out some grunts of pleasure at the taste of blood.

Strangely enough, that's really pleasurable.