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moonsapprentice · 10 months ago

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𝔗𝔬𝔯𝔡 ℌ𝔢𝔞𝔡𝔠𝔞𝔫𝔫𝔬𝔫𝔰

𝔄𝔭𝔭𝔢𝔞𝔯𝔞𝔫𝔵𝔢

✩ like every single fanfiction author on the face of tumblr and wattpad would describe, Tord has caramel brown hair. It can really easily get staticky which is funny as fuck when he works on his robots. You’ll walk in and it’s all over the place.

✩ I see people describing his hair as ‘hair horns’ which isn’t wrong per-say, but a better word for it is cowlicks. He literally cannot control them. When he was a teenager he tried so hard to gel them back just to have them spring right back up. Despite that, his hair is actually really silky. He doesn’t like having body hair so he shaves all of it off. Sometimes he leaves a happy trail though.

✩ his eyes are a very striking grey. Depending on lighting they look wildly different. They can look almost white and icy in the light But in the dark they can look menacing and deep.

✩ Tords skin is pretty pale. His skin has warm-neutral undertones. He mostly prefers to be indoors, especially when he’s deep into a project. However when it isn’t above 70 degrees he loves to go out into the woods.

✩ He’s around 6’3 and lean. He’s not very visibly muscular but you can tell he works out. when he’s just out in a t shirt you might catch a glimpse of bicep.

✩ very warm body temperature. Norway is cold, so his body probably just got used to producing heat.

✩ I don’t mean this in a weird way, but he has a pretty face. Just generally nice to look at.

✩ he wears a lot of comfy, casual things. I imagine him as a bit of a gym guy, so sweatpants and T shirts are his go to. And obviously, hoodies.

✩ Tord has scars all over his body.

ℜ𝔬𝔪𝔞𝔫𝔱𝔦𝔠

✩ very romantic

✩ his love languages are physical touch and words of affirmation, with acts of service sprinkled in

✩ Tord never does it infront of people but spews the sweetest most poetic shit you’ve ever heard. Literally pure honey straight out of his mouth. It’s mostly things about your appearance. He has trouble defining his emotions, so instead of opening up and trying to deal with it he says ‘I love you’ a million times a day. It’s the only emotion he truely can explain. He just loves you.

✩ even if he can’t say his emotions, he can sure as hell show them with touch. He can’t say ‘I’m feeling down today’ but he can wrap his arms around your waist from behind and look at you with droopy eyes. He can’t say ‘I feel happy’ so he hugs you tightly and peppers kisses all over your face.

✩ big big big snuggler. Happy to be small or big spoon, whatever it takes to have you close by

✩ a bit random but if you’re into skincare he’d really want you to put a face mask on him. Girl dad style.

✩ loves to kiss on your neck, especially your pulse point. He likes to be reminded you’re alive and always around.

✩ Tord loves receiving kisses on the corner of his mouth and on his neck.

✩ likes a healthy amount of pda. Hugging, kissing, and hand holding are all on the table. As long as the kisses are under five seconds.

✩ gets jealous easily. He trusts you to not do anything but he doesn’t trust other people.

✩ it’s corny, but gun range dates. I CAN’T DENY IT. HE WOULD.

✩ rough and long kisses are his shit. He likes feeling connected to you

✩ 90% of the time has his arm around your waist.

✩ love love loves touching your hair. he’ll touch it at any given chance.

✩ I feel like he’d have a strong sense of smell, so he recognizes your perfume, shampoo, body wash. Everything.

✩ He dates you with the intent of staying together for a long time. He sees you as a spouse rather than just a partner.

✩ loves going to theme parks with you

✩ gives AMAZING massages

✩ would be very happy at the thought of marriage. He doesn’t need a big wedding if you don’t want one, you could even elope. He just wants to feel connected to you.

✩ very tight hugs. Like he’s scared you’ll float away

✩ might want kids to continue his legacy, but a bit iffy on it due to his ‘secret occupation’.

✩ HE WILL GIVE YOU FLOWERS EVERY WEEK NO MATTER WHATT ‼️‼️ NO MATTER IF YOU’RE FIGHTING, HES BUSY, WHATEVER. NOTHING WILL STOP HIM

✩ terrified of losing you

ℜ𝔞𝔫𝔡𝔬𝔪

✩ light sleeper, if he gets any sleep

✩ stays up until 2 - 3am on most nights

✩ despite this, also likes the morning? Both a morning and a night person. Probably gets up around 8 or 9am. Late at night and early in the morning are his most productive hours. During the day he mostly lounges.

✩ smells like smoke, wood, and cologne.

✩ smokes weed very often

✩ loves energy drinks, SEPCIFICALLY white monster.

✩ sweet tooth

✩ but can’t bake for shit.

✩ bites his nails very badly

✩ furrows his brows when he’s focused

✩ crack his back please he needs it.

✩ likes bbq sauce

✩ salmon enjoyer. Specifically smoked

✩ used to dye his hair that dark brown color because he thought it made him look cooler.

✩ mostly listens to metal music and punk rock, but secretly has a vocaloid obsession

✩ his favorite anime is sailor moon because I said so.

✩ would I be wrong if I say he probably has a hatsune miku body pillow

✩ I don’t really think he has a canon family but in my mind I have a whole life story for him. I think that his dad is the OG red army leader, and the main base is in Norway. I don’t think they have a good relationship. His dad often went way to far in teaching him lessons in combat, survival, strategy, etc but they both kind of bonded over engineering. Bonding maybe isn’t the right word because tord definitely does not love his dad, but his father saw that Tord had strengths in robotics and let him persue that. Then bla bla bla Tords the red leader now. If you want you can just ignore this Hc ^^ it just helps me see him as more of a person than a 2D character. I have mini life stories in my head for all the EW characters but Tords is the one I can see the most clearly.

✩ Pau and pat are like brothers to him

✩ wears boxers with hearts on them

✩ also wears Minecraft boxers

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✩ Any sex position with you in his lap is his favorite. He puts his head in your boobs and holds you still, thrusting up into you. Sometimes he likes to do mating press though.

✩ Tord gets so focused on your pleasure that sometimes he forgets about his own. He’ll go round after round with his head between your thighs.

✩ 100% a switch. He could be on top of you with your legs over his shoulders, or sinking back into the mattress with his eyes rolling back into his head.

✩ lowk a brat

✩ 7 inches when hard. Bends upwards. Shaved

✩ A big kink for dry humping. If you’re in his lap he’ll start grinding on you. He’ll press little kisses on your neck too

✩ goes crazy for some titties

✩ has a lot of crazy ideas, and would love to try them on you if you consent

✩ pretty much has no turn offs. He’s open to try anything you want as long as you’re happy. The only thing he’d never do is hurt you. The other aspects of his life are so violent he doesn’t want to take it to the bedroom

✩ massive oral fixation. He likes having your thumb in his mouth or vice versa depending who’s the top.

✩ he’s very very perverted and very very horny, but he also loves the connection that sex provides. Like yes, he likes boobies at face value. But when he gets into it he really gets into it. Sex is when most of his emotions come out. If he’s had a hard week he may be a bit rougher (obviously with consent). I could also see him as the type to cry a little when he finishes. It’s very rare though.

✩ a high libido. If you’re down he’s down.

✩ if no one else is home he will do it ANYWHERE with you.

✩ will give hickies anywhere. And if you give him one he will show it off proudly

✩ can go about 3-4 rounds average

✩ Lowkey has a breeding kink I can’t lie.

This has been in my drafts for like 3 months so sorry if some parts are a bit ass 🫶 xoxo

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gingerjunhan · 8 months ago

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Can I request a ot6 reaction to their parter getting lots of compliments maybe because they are pretty or smart just all around a talented person I have the biggest head cannon that gaon and jungsu absolutely feeds into their partner’s getting praised and loves bragging about them because he knows they are amazing

☆彡 eeeek such a cute request!! I'm so excited to get the ball rolling again!!! I hope you enjoy, and thank you so much for the request! 🩷

word count: 768 | pronouns used: they/them | genre: fluff, established relationship | cws: slight swearing, mentions of jealousy, mentions of anger, lmk if I missed anything!! I'm a little rusty lol

goo gunil

I think Gunil would get a little bit jealous!!

like,, he knows you’re hot, other people do NOT need to be pointing it out!!

if others are complimenting your looks, he’s a little bit iffy on it sometimes, but he tries not to let it bother him too much

you did choose him after all!

eventually, the jealousy does wear off, and he can accept the fact that your good looks will grab people’s attention

if they compliment you for other things, then he’s a huge hype man

“Wow (Y/N)! You’re so talented!” eagerly followed by Gunil going *gasp* “Aren’t they?!”

hell, he will go out of his way to get people to compliment you on something if he’s proud of something you’ve done

overall, he’s very supportive, unless he thinks someone wants to pursue you romantically- then he has problems

kim jungsu

I think Jungsu would get a little shy no matter how you get complimented!

even if someone is trying to pursue you romantically through their compliments, he tends to back off, leaving you to deal with those people yourself 💀

he probably doesn’t want to seem pushy

the compliment was given to you, and he doesn’t want to steal your moment (even when he probably should)

if you make a big achievement and people congratulate you, he would probably stand off to the side like a proud parent and watch as you soak it in

he would only step in and say something if it’s absolutely necessary

if someone won’t leave you alone after you’ve asked them to stop, he’ll put his big boy pants on (that made me cringe I’m so sorry) and tell them to leave you alone

other than that? this is all you, baby!

kwak jiseok

overly excited

no matter what compliments you get, he agrees

a stranger tells you they like your outfit? so does he

that thing you made looks really cool? he couldn’t agree more

some random guy hits on you at a bar because he thinks you’re hot? Jiseok agrees, but leave them alone!

quite literally “yes, and”

“(Y/N), I really like your shirt today.”

“So do I! Don’t they look great in that shade of blue!!”

nobody can outdo the doer- so he’s perfectly fine with you getting compliments as long as you know he means them 10x more than everyone else does

oh seungmin

he’s like Gunil but evil

he’s not jealous… he’s possessive

don’t get me wrong, he’s happy for you when someone compliments your talents or achievements!

they just need to calm down on the happy tone 😁

he has to be 100% sure the other person has no intention of courting you for him to not blow smoke out of his ears

also, he doesn’t get mad at you no no no

like, he gets it- you’re attractive. it’s a curse. he doesn’t get mad at you that you get complimented by other people because that isn’t your fault

he’ll just… quietly sit in his jealousy until the other person is done

if he feels the need to, however, he will come wrap an arm around your waist mid conversation… just to prove a point

han hyeongjun

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bro is just happy to be there

he feels proud of you when others compliment your achievements or talents because he agrees!

you’re great! you deserve the praise!

he will let you bask in your spotlight for as long as you can

low key he would be the same for physical/ romantic compliments

Hyeongjun kinda gives the vibe that he just stands next to you silently in public like 🧍‍♂️🙂 while holding your hand, so I feel like people would get the nonverbal message that they should leave you alone

if they don’t, he’ll just give them a face until they move on

I KNOW y’all have seen his “bitch, please” face

lee jooyeon

he’s the happy medium between Jiseok and Gunil in my opinion

he’s so excited that other people will point out and compliment you on your achievements

he will take any chance he can to celebrate you!

he’ll compliment you to others when you aren’t around

“My partner is in this show. They worked so hard!!”

when things get romantic, however?

😃➡️😠

he no longer plays along and he will show that he’s mad at the other person

he probably won’t say anything, but he will definitely be giving out some dirty looks!

he’s supportive until he needs to stand up for you, then all of the sudden he is he tries to be Mr.Tough Guy™️

taglist: @mon2sunjinsuver , @mini-mews , @mxlly143 , @somethingaboutcheese , @weluvjeong , comment to be added!⁎⁺˳✧༚

#xdinary heroes x reader #xdinary heroes imagine #xdh imagines #xdh x reader #xdh fluff #xdh scenarios #ot6 #xdinary heroes fanfic #xdh fanfic

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sixflame438 · 7 months ago

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Again and Again

Synopsis - Its your first fansign event and you receive unwanted comments. Your girlfriend comforts you backstage but then your members catch you in a moment.

Pairing - Hong Eunchae x 6th lsfm!reader

Tags - Angst, fluff, rude “fans”, secret and established relationship, kinda iffy tbh, possible errors, kissing, a lil bit of swearing at the end

A/N - [Request] Lowkey Eunchae oppa agenda, lets pretend lsfm didnt have any fansign events before antifragile era mk? There is a prequel fic that happens before the events of this one, its short and more fluffier than this one imo [Part 1]

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You loved being an idol. You loved singing, you loved dancing, you loved making people happy through what you did and you most definitely loved meeting you fans. But not this. This was not what you signed up for. Youd guess it was probably the 6th person thats done this today.

Each time was the same. They would get to the seat in front of yours , give you a judgy look filled with disgust and proceed to berate you and tell you how worthless you are compared to your members and that the group would be better off without you. And of course, that hurt. The first 2 times were easy to brush off but with it happening again and again? Well, you were only so strong.

Some would do it quietly as to not draw attention to themselves but some didnt even care enough to do so, yelling like dads with beers by the bbq. Security would come drag them away but this didnt matter much as you were last on the table, theyd have to leave anyway.

As the timer rang for the next rotation, you subtly called over your manager, signalling for a timeout. Luckily she was a sweet kind lady who quickly noticed the tears pooling in your eyes. With the nod of approval you silently got up and left for your break room, not wanting anyone to notice your discomfort or waterworks. As intended nobody did, except for one.

It was funny, you and her were on the opposite ends of the table. How she managed to notice and kazuha (who was next to you but didnt realise until you were gone) wouldve baffled you but you were too in your head to care.

Muffled noises were all you could hear as the world around you became muted. You could barely make out the event coordinator telling your group to have an impromptu photo session with the fans and the same fans screaming in excitement.

Being an idol was all you had ever wanted. You loved singing, you loved dancing and debuting in Le Sserafim was a dream come true. You were confident in your abilities and knew you always tried putting your all into every performance. But was it enough? What if the haters were right?

You were well aware of the comments circulating the internet, it was hard not to notice them. And although you didnt want to believe it, you could see why people thought what they did. Like just look at your groups lineup.

Huh Yunjin, a professionally trained opera singer and amazing song writer and producer as shown when “Raise Y_our Glass” was released to celebrate your groups 100th day and Kazuha Nakamura, a professional ballet dancer of 15 years before joining the group, who even trained at a national ballet academy.

If those two werent already cool enough you also had Kim Chaewon and Sakura Miyawaki in your group too, both beloved and popular members of the former popular girl group Iz*one. Not to mention how Sakura was basically Japans sweetheart, everyone and their parents knew about her. Your members had past merits and achievements with proof to show for but you? You were just you.

You who debuted in only 18 months. But was that enough? You were good at dancing and singing, had a stunning face card and had great charisma but it all felt like an understatement when compared to your groupmates.

You would be a liar if you said that was everyone in your group though as in through your assigned break room walked the final member. Your favourite person in the whole wide world, the groups adorable maknae or lesser known as your beloved girlfriend.

You and Eunchae met as trainees under the same label. Being more reserved and barely speaking unless prompted made it hard to make any friends but what started as small nods of acknowledgement and morning greetings turned into quiet conversations during breaks.

Obviously Eunchae was the one to come up to you first and if you had to pick someone to talk to in amongst the group of strangers you were training with, you’d always pick her. Even before she came up to you, it was apparent that everyone wanted to befriend her.

Her cheerful sunshine demeanour naturally drew you in and it definitely helped that she was easy to talk to. Slowly over time your friendship grew and so did you. The two of you were inseparable and there was never a moment apart, everything was done together and it was just the way you liked it.

Every monthly evaluation, every critique, every failure. She helped you through your time as a trainee, constantly helping you use the feedback you received to improve on your skills. And of course you were there for Eunchae too, never failing to cheer her up after a hard day of training.

To anyone else you were just besties as the clinginess could easily be excused to how touchy Eunchae was with any and everyone. Wrong, but theyd never know that.

You genuinely believed that if it werent for Eunchaes radiant positivity, you would’ve never gotten through being a trainee and you wouldve never debuted together.

“Hey baby” she said cautiously as she approached, careful not to scare or overwhelm you any more.

You were curled up on the couch, arms around your legs, knees up to your face. Shaking and bawling with tears.

“Whats wrong sweetheart?” The only response was more crying.

Eunchae could feel her heart chipping away with every shake and choked out sob you let out. She had an idea about what had led you to this moment, she had seen the comments too.

They were nasty, downright diabolical things someone should never say to anyone. It was cruel, harmful and completely wrong. How people thought they could say things like this and have them backed up was something Eunchae would never understand.

“There were people hic calling me names and hic saying things about me and hic saying I dont belong in the group” you choked out painfully between each point. Eunchae couldn’t believe it. To post hateful comments online was one thing but to tell them to the idol herself? The audacity some people had.

The worst part was this was happening to you and only you. Maybe her other members had a few issues too but Eunchae had none. Everything was smooth sailing and perfect from her perspective so to know that you werent having the same crushed her.

“Theyre also saying that im worthless hic and that the groups better off hic without someone like me and hic and-“ You couldn’t even continue. The tears were blurring your vision and it was getting hard to speak so you just gave up trying. Exactly like the netizens wanted.

Eunchae had heard enough. Clearly there was more to be said but she didn’t want to know. You didnt deserve any of the atrocious comments. You didn’t deserve the threats and insults. And someone as sweet and kind as you didnt deserve the hate. It was unjustified.

You had long since dropped your legs when you started explaining and Eunchae took that opportunity to climb onto your lap, sitting up nice and close. Cradling your face with her hands, Eunchae used her thumbs to wipe away the running tears, drawing your attention away from your shoes and up to her face.

“Hey baby listen to me alright? The comments? Theyre wrong. All completely lies made up because theyre mad. Mad youre better than them in so many ways.”

“They cant help but be envious of you because well look at you. Youre talented, hardworking and absolutely jaw droppingly gorgeous. Are they the ones that preform on stage in front of thousands? No. Thats you. Do those scummy douchebags have thousands of fans worldwide supporting them? No. Thats you. And yes it is a group effort but you are playing your part. “

“You aren’t worthless or ugly or better off like they claim, youre more than they will ever be and you’ve already achieved more than they have. Plus who are they to say anything about you? Theyre probably lazy, unhygienic, haters who are single asf and have no bitches.”

“Dont ever let someone as unrelevant as that say anything about you alright? They know nothing about the effort you put into this and trust me, youre beautiful and funny girlfriend, when I say that you are just so amazing. No one can ever compare and im really proud to call you mine.”

“Sure maybe our unnies have already done things before that doesn��t mean we aren’t capable of doing those things too. Its my first time debuting too and this is the start of our journey, theres plenty of time to prove ourselves. If you ever feel lost again, remember that you’ve got me okay? And the unnies. And piona. There will always be people supporting you no matter what.”

“Chae…”

“Hush my baby its okay ive got you” she says as she wraps herself around you, running her hand through your hair to soothe and calm you down.

It was funny how different the roles were in your relationship. Even though you were older it was always as if Eunchae was your unnie instead, always caring and trying to take care of you. Of course you did the same for her too but she became a different person when it was just you two alone.

Despite internet thoughts Eunchae was quite mature, often sounding like Chaewon or Sakura at times. You guess its probably due to how close everyone was and how theyre the parental figures of the group. If Eunchae was the groups maknae, you were hers.

“Lets dry off the tears now yeah? They cover your eyes too much and i like them best when youre happy. You’re beautiful you know that?”

You did know, she told you almost everyday. But that didnt stop your heart from fluttering any differently. The warmth from your closeness and the comforting words had you smiling like a lovesick fool. Absolutely smitten or just stupid in love if you will.

“Yeah i do. Thanks pumpkin I really appreciate it” you say with a small smile. It wasnt as bright as it could be but it was a start.

Eunchae just nods with content, as if her life’s purpose had been fulfilled and she could now rest peacefully. Like a true oppa gentlemen she gracefully picks up your hand and delicately places a kiss on the back. Then your wrist, shoulder, cheek and awaiting lips.

They were feather light touches with that lingering tickly effect making you squirm a little.

“Chae stop kissing me” you whine with a pout but still giggling as you try to stop her from kissing you while you were still a mess.

“I cant help it, seeing you smile like that makes it hard not to” she says with a childish grin.

You cant help but giggle to yourself again. It was so innocent, so adorable and absolutely what you fell for in the first place.

Eunchae hooks her arms around your neck as she leans in again for a longer kiss, this time with more appreciation and pure admiration.

Hands holding Eunchae steady, you smile into the kiss, going with the motions. You would always love your girlfriend for everything she did. You loved her then, you love her now and there was nothing stopping you from loving her in the future either.

Your dreaming is cut short though when you hear a loud, high pitched shriek coming from across the room.

“EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK”

Startled you look towards the now open door and the 4 figures standing in the entrance.

“YUNJIN”

“Youre gonna give us away idiot”

“Crap sorry”

“Too late dumbass”

You stared back at your members with wide eyes. Shocked was an understatement. How much did they see? In a hurry you tried to lift your girlfriend off your lap but she wouldnt budge, gripping onto you tighter like a koala. Eunchae wasnt phased. She didnt care you got caught, it was about time anyway.

“Hi Unnies” Eunchae says casually as if they didnt just walk in on something important.

“Care to tell us whats going on” your leader asks accusingly with raised eyebrows.

“Shitty people said some even more fucked up things to yn, so im cheering her up”

“Hong Eunchae language” Chaewon scolded angrily, clearly upset over something. Either that being the youngest swearing or the discovery that the second youngest was receiving hate comments.

“I dont care. They cant just go and make my Yn sad like that. She deserves nothing but happiness” the maknae replies resolute in her words.

“My yn?”

“How long?”

“Over a year” you say meekly, finally choosing to join the conversation

“WHATTTTTTT”

“WAIT THATS SO CUTE”

The simultaneous loud responses overwhelm you a little as you wince further into your seat.

“Are you guys not mad?”

“No why would we be?”

“I am, very.” Yunjin says with a faux stern face.

“Oh” is all you say as your heart drops, tensing and panicking on the inside.

“Oh no no im not actually mad im kidding”

Relief washes through as you let out a held gasp of air, head falling back onto the couch. Maybe if you hadnt had a meltdown just before you wouldve called her out on her tomfoolery.

“Why didnt you tell us earlier?” Questions the ballerina, her head tilting sideways as she always did when she was confused.

Sensing that you werent going to respond Eucnahe quickly chimed in. “Uhm we dont really have a good reason to be fair but we didnt know if you guys wouldve been okay with it and we just never got around to saying anything”

You could see some nods coming from the group but knowing your group you were bound to get pounced with more questions later.

“Unacceptable so you guys have been secretly dating this entire time and weve known nothing. Im being lied to by my own children” cries the group producer, her head now laying on kazuhas shoulder pretending to weep and cry.

“Yunjin unnie youre so dramatic”

Sakura, ever the timely person and mother of the group quickly draws attention to the matter at hand. “This has been quite the discovery but breaks ending in 5 mins we should probably go back out soon. You can all talk about it later”

“Dammit man. Urgh whatever when the singing is over i want answers and every detail you hear me?” Yunjin asserts pointing at you and Eunchae on the couch as she walks out.

Each member leaves the room and its when you hear them talking outside that you realise Chaewon didnt say much about you and Eunchae. Now you were back to being worried, mentally preparing yourself for an explosive outburst later when you got back to the dorms. Breaking you from your thoughts, Kazuha pokes her head around the door.

“You guys are really cute btw” she says with her signature smile, exuding calm and warmth before she went back on her way to the stage. Such a precious soul.

The comment helps to ease your worry but before you can keep thinking about it Eunchae places another kiss on lips.

“Hey dont worry about it, its just the members. They love us just the same with or without relationship.”

“Lets show the haters that no matter how much they talk it wont matter because which group are you in?”

You chuckle to yourself knowing whats coming before replying back to Eunchae like she was an army general.

“Le Sserafim!”

“And what are you?”

“An idiot sandwich!”

“No youre not! What are you?”

“Im fearless!”

“Haha thats my girl.” Eunchae replies as she gives your shoulder a nudge. Her bubbly personality (the one shown on screen) taking its place to lighten the mood.

“Can you give me a minute?”

Your girlfriend nods, removing herself from your lap and leaving to go wait by the door.

You use the time to collect yourself, quickly brushing your hair with your hands and touching up your make up with the supplies left from earlier. Taking one last glance at your reflection you leave, content with the way you were. You weren’t going to let a few bad comments get in the way of what could be an amazing day.

“Ready to go?”

“Yeah lets go” You reply with a smile, as you link your arm with Eunchaes, walking down the hallway going towards the stage.

Its not possible to have everyone like you and you knew that. Not everyone was going to have the overwhelming support someone like Chaewon and Sakura had and there was always going to be fan favourites like Eunchae.

But you were content and grateful for what you had. A group of fantastic members, a supportive family, tons of loving fans (the true ot6 supporters) and of course your wonderful girlfriend.

You loved Eunchae and it was apparent why everyone loved Eunchae so much too. You were 1 of millions but it was you she chose. And you knew, at the bottom of your heart, that even if no one did, shed always choose you. Again and again.

#✰W - Works✰#hong eunchae #eunchae #eunchae x reader #le sserafim eunchae #le sserafim x reader #le sserafim fluff #le sserafim imagines

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zumicho · 1 year ago

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004: softness vs. survival

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on the steps in front of the bakery, there’s a shared silence between you – he finishes the pastry you gave him. you enjoy his company.

it smells like dew and fresh bread.

“how much do you owe?”

“out of everything you could ask me, that’s what you choose?”

he licks jam off his thumb, and catches you getting distracted. “what else would I ask? for your number?” coy.

you look away. “I guess not.”

“why’d you leave without saying? I would’ve made you breakfast.”

“I wouldn’t have let you. plus I needed to get outside. my… ex, texted me. jeez. sorry. tmi.” you’re grimacing.

if he’s bothered, he doesn’t show it. “boyfriend?”

“of 3 years, yeah. douchebag ended it over text, told me not to spread the news because it would make him seem like a jerk.”

eye contact. whether or not it’s pity, you take the opportunity to admire. his eyelashes are long; if you squint enough you notice the speckles of green in his irises.

“ass”

“..what?” you snap out of it.

“he seems like an ass.”

you bite back a smile. “i… that’s one way to put it.”

“there’s no way I’m not paying you for that pastry, if you must know. if you keep giving freebies out, how are you gonna pay the debt you won’t disclose to me?” half-joking, you assume. why does he care so much about the money you lose?

“it’s a lot of money.” you think about telling him.

“didn’t ask that.”

“3 million yen.”

“…oh.”

“suna—“

“call me rin.”

“okay. rin,” you suck in a breath. “I’m perfectly fine with how I manage my finances now, thank you very much, and I sort of owe you.. for.. the other night.” you close your eyes, kicking yourself in your head. why’d you say it like that? made it sound like you did something else..

you’re about to apologize, but he laughs, “I was just trying to have a conversation with you, not become your accountant—“ you open your eyes.

he wanted to say

“you have the sun inside of you and it’s not just smiles. you have an internal being that shines so bright it’s taken my heart in one single night—a childlike spark I hope you’ll never lose. you’re a walking love letter that I will never open out of the fear that I’m falling for you harder than I’ve ever wanted to fall for anyone else. I hope you open that letter. learn to love yourself and heal from the things you don’t speak about. I hope you find someone who brings out the softness in you, not the survival. you deserve that and more.”

instead he said “—and no problem. you’re worth the trouble.”

but that was enough for you. enough for you to feel the same way about him. about each other, yet say nothing about it.

“I need your number if you wanna text. we’re heading back to tokyo today.” rin adds.

“okay. tell the miyas I’ll miss them.”

mentally, he replaces their names with his.

“I will.”

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author’s note: my musicals phase is making a comeback bc tell me why this took me 2 hours instead of the 20 minutes it shouldve took? (hamilton soundtrack start to end, half of the heathers soundtrack, i watched a bit of newsies & watched a cover of eurydice’s parts in hadestown BC ITS MY DREAM ROLE IM SUCH A THEATRE KID GOODBYE — or gretchen from mg)

ness ur truly my motivation to keep writing this smau even tho im slowly running out of inspo for the social media part of the smau 😭 send thoughts & prayers writers block is kicking me in the butt

i feel iffy about this one 😓😓

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wandassweetheart · 6 months ago

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drew giving u the princess treatment........

PRINCESS TREATMENT!

pairing - soft!bf!rafe x fem!reader

warning! - no warnings for this one! um… finally???

a/n - my first prompt, thanks anon!! 🥹 i did change it from drew to rafe since i was feeling a bit iffy about writing for a real person but i hope you don’t mind (maybe in the future i will but today was not the day)! guys keep sending, i love your ideas so much. sorry this took so long been feeling uninspired and emo lately so yes, this is not finished if you guys give me ideas ill edit the post and add an ending. enjoy!

it was no secret that rafe always treated you like royalty. that dress you saw at the store the other day that you wanted? in your wardrobe the same day. you asked for five dollars to buy some snacks at the gas station? an accidental zero had slipped in for you to buy anything else you wanted. long story short, he gave you the princess treatment.

so, today you both had decided to go to the mall as a date. both of you walked hand in hand down the marble floor gazing over the brightly lit storefronts calling out your name. you walked with a slight skip in your step which rafe always adored about you. you were like the complete opposite of him. where he was just so fucked up in many different ways you were the ray of sunshine that could peak through his dark clouds.

“what store you wanna hit first, baby?” rafe asks gently, looking down at you as you observed the different stores. “hmm… maybe victoria’s secret? i do need some new perfume,” you asked looking back up up at him with a smile. “lead the way, baby,” he smiled back as you pulled him into the sultry, dark store becoming overwhelmed by the different scents flowing through your nose. rafe’s eyebrows raise from the selection of lingeries, underwear and fragrances whilst you run off to go sample all the different perfumes. rafe tries to pull his eyes away from the wall of lingerie whilst imagining you in each and every single one, laying on his bed waiting for him.

secretly, he picks a black, lacy one up and goes to the till whilst you’re distracted smelling the perfumes. once he’s finished making his purchase, he walks over to stand behind you, observing the way your nose scrunches depending on the aroma of the spray. “what’d you think of this one, ray?” you turn to face him as you quickly spray some gold, glittery liquid on the back of your hand —running out of places to trial, and hold it up to his nose. “mmm, smells nice babe.” he encouraged, holding a hand to your waist. “i’m torn between either the purpley lavender one or this gold vanilla one…” you furrow your brows as if contemplating which one to choose. rafe chuckles and says as if it couldn’t be any more obvious, “just get both, baby.” your face forms into a frown as you look at the prices of both bottles, “are you sure? its $75 just for one.” rafe grins at your concern, “it’s nothing baby, get both of them. anything for my girl.” he gives you a peck on the cheek before guiding you towards the shop counter.

“is there anything else you want, doll?” he asks, as he watches you stare at your new-to-be perfumes. you shake your head and place the perfumes down to scan, enthusiastically. rafe scans them and taps his credit card not even giving a single look at the price. because quite frankly he didn’t give a shit, he didn’t care about how much the cost was to make you happy. you place the perfumes in a bag and walk of out of the store. “thank you, rafe.” you beam up at him, he leans down for you so that you could give him a kiss on the lips to show your gratitude.

after hours of walking around you hadn’t decided on much since you already had everything you could want —all because of rafe. rafe suggested ice cream for the way home and of course you had to agree; you got a cookie dough ice cream, rafe got an almond flavoured one. “fun day today, hm?” he smirks as he watches you lick into the ice cream. “mhm, can’t wait to sleep. m’ so tired of walking.” you say a little distracted as you try to eat the ice cream before it melts and starts dripping into your hands. “why didn’t you tell me sooner baby? i’m calling a taxi for us now.” he said, already typing up their current location into his app. “rafeee, i can still walk.” you drawl out, not wanting him to spend any more on you. “nuh uh, can’t have my girl fallin’ asleep on her feet.” he deflects, putting an arm around your shoulders, pulling you closer to him as you both waited.

about five minutes later, the taxi finally arrived and rafe held the door open for you as he kept his hand on your lower back, guiding you into the backseat. he immediately follows behind you and sits down next to you allowing your head to rest on his shoulder. rafe lets the driver know where tanneyhill is whilst you lean into rafe’s arm. the car ride wasn’t long since somehow you’d managed to fall asleep on the way to rafe’s house.

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diorsluv · 1 year ago

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feather , part 27

“ not pretending to like the wine you like ”

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next chapter notes ) their time will come soon i promise i promise but for now we must bask in the mutual pining and the way the guys taunt lukey pooks and i lied again it’s not that late (it’s 7 pm lmaooo)

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dogsohavoc · 3 months ago

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This ones been sitting unfinished in my docs for probably... 3 months? now? A little while after I started playing olba for the first time (i very nearly never tried it since it didnt seem like the type of thing id be into!). I absolutely loveeee the idea of subby Cove... he deserves the world, and I deserve his big dick <3 this mans just like a big ol labrador that doesnt realise just how big he is.

im also so stuck on whether to use y/n, MC or Jamie??? im used to MC since i am Obey me freak but... idk... i just went for Y/n for this one loll

Content warnings: cumming inside, slight painful sex, size difference, male sub, threat of being caught during sex, brief mention of reader wearing a bra

Your relationship with Cove was definitely a slow one, to put it lightly. The two of you obviously had no experience, which left you muddling through uncharted territory. But you had no issues with that, as long as you got to do it with Cove.

You both had recently been able to open up to each other more… physically, too. It was a beautiful summer night when Cove suggested trying a few more adult things in your relationship, and you agreed. Initially, the idea of “going all the way” set off too many alarm bells in his head. Considering the more recent revelations about the circumstances around his conception, you didn't blame the guy.

He was eager, in a manner that you knew meant he had been thinking about it alot. Like alot alot. But even then, he had taken on a more submissive role during your escapades.

It wasn't long before he was tentatively asking if you wanted to try rubbing against each other. You saw something break in his aquamarine eyes when his tip caught against your entrance only to pop out again. He begged like never before that night, whimpering that he was sorry but he just really really wants you.

Besides some issues regarding his… size, the night went off without a hitch.

Even after all you'd gotten up to, he was still a bit iffy with springing affection onto you. A guilt thing, you supposed. There was always a beat of apprehension before he touched you, kissed you, or anything where you had to reassure him. Small gestures of consent had become key to your relationship, as both of you had some difficulty with expressing difficult feelings.

He was attentive to whether you were okay with being touched, and if you weren't, he curbed his ever present need to be held by hovering around you. You'd scratch his hair or fiddle with his fingers or thumb over his scar. And it was all at your pace.

One thing that had changed however, was his desire. Ever since you two had your first times together, it was like a tightly packed ball of teenage hormones had suddenly broken loose. You could practically see the anxious energy buzzing beneath his skin.

A kiss that went on for a little too long? His face is completely flushed. You hug him out of joy, or even hold his hand? The poor boy is crossing his legs in an effort to dampen how hot he suddenly feels down there.

It often resulted in him begging you to fuck him silly whenever the two of you had a chance alone.

Still, he tries so hard to be a gentleman. It's like he feels like he's betraying you by showing signs of arousal without your explicit consent. You often had to assure him you didn't mind, and found his unabating attraction to you flattering. And arousing.

He was still as clingy as ever despite the new developments.

Today, he was settled in front of you in the sand. You had told him you weren't really feeling up for cuddling right now - you often would while soaking up the sun - but had kept his neediness curbed by scraping your fingers over his scalp while the two of you quietly conversed.

Neither of you were really focused on the conversation, just enjoying eachothers company and throwing out whatever thoughts came to mind.

He tenses as your pinky finger lightly brushes against the shell of his ear, his back visibly arching into the sand. He raises his head to look at you properly with his signature flustered look.

“That's- sorry- um…” He squirms a little, unable to explain anything under your amused gaze.

He nervously laughs, before his face turns a little more solemn.

“Sorry, that my um. Body. Is like this… it's weird.”

Cove wriggles in the sand. He's always very flustered when the two of you talk about this.

You ask him what he meant by that after settling your hands in your lap and taking on your best listening face.

“I don't know… I wish I could feel… normal? When you touch me.” There's a pause of consideration before he puffs up a little. “Don't get me wrong! I really like it when you do even now… it just-” His voice becomes smaller as he speaks, before trailing off.

“I just- feel bad? That you've gotta deal with this all the time now. I want to spend time together normally but my body…”

Once again he trails off, as though he had gotten lost in his own thoughts and forgotten to speak. He stares down at the sand with a sad expression.

You knew he'd just work himself into a guilty mess if you just let him spiral, and you couldn't help but find his worries a little adorable.

You give him a light tap on the cheek to break him out of his stupor. He's surprised to see you smiling down at him when he looks up.

“Hey. You know I love you right? And I love that you can think of me that way- find me attractive, I mean.”

He has a wobbly grin on his face from the first syllable of ‘love’.

“Plus, you look very adorable all flustered like this~!”

You say cheerfully as you coax him to come closer to you. He seems a little hesitant due to your previous denial, but you didn't mind now. You wanted to kiss your boyfriend, and that you did.

He squeezes one eye shut as you pepper his cheek with kisses. His skin is so heated, you think soon he'll be at melting point. Knowing your boyfriend was so helplessly horny for you was getting to you. He turns his head into you to capture your lips in a wet kiss. It tasted surprisingly salty, making you realise that there were tears streaming down his face.

He purses his lips in indignance when you call him a crybaby. He's embarrassed enough to hide his face in your neck. The hot breath makes you shiver.

You break away from him with a quiet click, breathily laughing out ‘crybaby’ as his lips wobble. You can imagine a pair of droopy dog ears atop his head with how hard hes shooting you the puppy dog eyes right now.

“Can we go home? My um. Dad's out at the moment.” He mutters out, not meeting your eye.

You grin and give him one more kiss to his temple before standing up. You give him your hand to help him stand watching pointedly at his attempt to cross his legs to give himself some modesty.

He fails spectacularly. You weren't complaining, you could get off on the sight alone. He doesn't seem to be too aware of it, but he… let's just say, he grew very well.

The expression on his face borders on miserable. Being like this in public must be mortifying, but he's horny and desperate enough to get home that he commits to leaving like this. You were pretty glad you didn't have a dick.

The dissonance between the two of you was quite funny, with Cove's awkward shuffle and the pep in your step on the way to his place.

Your beach supplies are plopped down next to the kitchen counter. You wince at the sheer amount of sand that fell off at the impact. The Holden's didn't mind, atleast. Both boys seemed like they'd be perfectly happy to bring the whole beach home.

You're making an attempt to bring at least some of it to the trash before you feel a desperate touch snake over your hip and edge down your thigh.

“Don't worry about it. Let's just go… please.”

He pauses for a moment before muttering weakly.

“I need you so bad.”

You couldn't argue against that. You took his hand and gave it a small squeeze. He gave a weak smile and led you to his bedroom.

Sand crackles beneath your feet as the two of you shuffle in, both what you had just tracked in and what was already there.

He seems a little lost on what to do, and clenches his hand around yours in a plea for help.

You coax him to the bed, pushing him down gently, watching amusedly as he lets himself go limp, bouncing as he falls and lying spread eagled. He makes himself more sensible as you straddle him, giggling against each other's mouths as he wormed his hands up underneath your shirt.

He ghosts his fingers up your abdomen, before hesitantly cupping your chest and lightly teasing his thumbs over the nipples. You bite back a sound and push his wandering hands away so you can peel your shirt off, momentarily lifting off of him so he can follow suit.

Cove, in a show of horny impatience, tosses both of yours away after he snaps off your bra as well, and then starts to work on his bottom half. It was pretty funny watching Cove struggle to tug off his shorts over certain… parts blocking it.

He ended up needing to raise his ass completely off the bed and fight to get them over his thighs. You were so grateful for his genes. They had grown tastefully thick over the years. You'd never forget the time you suddenly noticed just how attractive you found them, when you slipped ass over during a trip to the Docks. Cove was fussing over you while giving you a very intimate view of the delicious contours of those muscles. Which only served to fluster you more.

You were normal about them.

Cove notices you watching and emphasises a big sigh at the sudden exertion. You laugh at his silliness, despite the sexual situation he never failed to try and make you laugh. His eyes suddenly look a little dewy as he looks you over.

“You look really good y/n” He whispers out, as though he were in reverence, and you have to break eye contact from the fluster.

“You're beautiful.”

His breath hitches as you practically throw yourself at him in an effort to shut him up. He's got a smug look on his face, a nice contrast to your pout. In revenge you settle on his lap, pressing your wet heat to his cock forcing a puff of air from him. He bites his lip desperately trying to keep himself in check.

Unfortunately, with how hormonal he is, he lost control alot more easily than you did.

He unconsciously bucks up into you, sliding his tip through your soft slick and shuddering. Only to yap when you slap his hip with a sharp snap and shove him back into the bed.

He gulps when you warn him not to move, threatening to up and leave him hard and wanting if he disobeys. You punctuate ‘hard and wanting’ by teasing over his tip with your pointer finger, spreading the abundant precum over him.

“Mmmn! Okay, okay. I'll be good. Just please. I can't wait any more.”

His thick thighs tense beneath you, their strength nothing underneath you at your mere word. He was enamoured with you. Happy to take whatever you do or don't give.

You tease him gently, sweeping the weepy tip of his cock over your navel as you lightly jerked him.

“They're all big and swollen, so pretty, aren't they?” You tell him sweetly, pulling on a nipple and watching him shudder.

“Ah.. but you're even more swollen down here. I guess you want to be touched here more?”

You enunciate the word big by squeezing him in your hand, ignoring him as he whines in indignance. You tap him once then twice against your sensitive nerves before sliding him through your abundant slick to your hole.

It's so wet down there that you're able to tease him against you easily, working yourself open slowly to make up for the lack of preparation.

He squishes against you wetly. His round tip spread you open widely bit by bit, sharp pinches of painful stretching making you shiver. Both of you hiss appreciatively through clenched teeth as he pops into you with a jolt.

You're able to slowly sink onto him now, slowly dragging him in and out of you to ease the burn. Cove's head is completely thrown back, and he pants with a wide open mouth. His bottom canines glisten with saliva.

You lean down and take his bottom lip between your teeth. You worry it briefly before he reciprocates in a messy kiss, his overeagerness forcing your head back slightly to avoid knocking your teeth together.

Moans start to vibrate against your mouth as your hips finally meet. He spread you open completely, both a blessing and a curse. The initial pain and friction always left you shivering.

It might hurt, but it's just so good. You love that his body is so much stronger and bigger than yours, so much so that he very easily hurts you without realising.

And yet he submits to you completely.

You ground your hips into him, huffing as an achey sort of pleasure bubbled up in your belly, ending in a hot jolt of pain as Cove bucks up into you again.

He's already muttering out apologies before you can pull your brain together enough to scold him. Holding back seems to be wreaking havoc on him; he looks so out of it already.

Saliva dribbles down his chin, and he's stuck between wrenching the sheets or grabbing onto your thighs. He startles a little when you grab them and hold them down on the bed, and even more so when you use it as leverage to pick up the pace.

You lift off of him fluidly, and bring your hips down harshly taking him from tip to base. He falls apart easily. His legs start to kick up, the unintentional strength behind them threatening to throw your smaller body off, but you're relentless in your assault.

You quickly start to grow more and more sensitive inside, feeling the effects of the rapid pace. You don't want this to end so quickly, so you slow down into a satisfying pace of taking him as deep as you can and grinding down onto him.

Theres just barely enough time to get into the haze of fucking him when you hear a car pull over outside. You freeze, and glance down at Cove, thinking he’d want to stop if his Dad might be home. But no, he gasps violently, and you wince as he continues to hump up into you. There’s a painful jolt in your tummy when he goes deeper than he should.

He looks distraught when you dig your nails into his tummy warning him to settle, but he manages to push aside his hormonal brain to mumble out an apology.

You bite your lip as you continue, more shallowly to quieten the lewd noises your bodies were making together- you were so slick, every push into you rang out with a delicious little shlick sound. The sounds of your body impacting his turned you on immensely… but you’d prefer Cove’s Dad didn’t know what you were doing to his son.

One intentionally quick thrust makes him cry out, and you slap a hand over his mouth to muffle it. Hopefully Cliff didn't hear.

It was silent now except for the heavy breaths you two gasped out, melding together as you leaned down to press your forehead against his. He shoots you a begging look as you hear his Dad bumbling through the house. There’s the distinct clack of keys being put down on the counter.

God, he felt so good. You drew out to his tip each time, leaving him slightly spreading you open before you penetrate yourself all over again taking him deep inside.

Cove's eyes are fixed intensely on you, partially closed as though he were too overwhelmed to stay conscious. His breathing is frantic, gulping and sobbing with each of your steady movements. Hot air fans across your hand from his nostrils.

He was too big to feel completely comfortable with him inside you down to the hilt, but something about the idea of your insides being forced open to make room for him made you shiver. The bed rocks slightly as you move faster and harder, letting your hips fall into his with quiet slaps and watching his stomach tense and eyes roll back.

Worried that having his noises suppressed may be too intense for him, you lift your hand away only to slap it back as he lets out a broken moan. Not a good idea if you’re trying to maintain your dignity— it's a shame to muffle them but…

His muffled whimpers vibrate against your palm, voice coming through more and more as he gets louder. You tighten your grip over his mouth, your fingers pressing into his flushed cheeks as you slow your movements to a torturous grind. The bed gives a great creak of agony under the shift of your weight, and you both freeze, eyes darting toward the door.

Cove’s chest heaves beneath you, his hands twitching against the sheets as he fights to keep his body still. His eyes, glassy and pleading, lock onto yours, and you can feel the way his body trembles with the effort. The full weight of him inside you… it's stretching you to your limits, and the slow drag of your hips is enough to make your own breath hitch. Your forehead slips from his— the effort of keeping your head up proved to be too much— and your breath puffs along his ear. You brush your lips just against the cartilage, whispering small praises to him even as your mind slipped away from you.

The praise makes him shudder, a low whine catching in his throat, barely stifled by your hand. His hips twitch upward instinctively, and you bite back a gasp at the sharp jolt of pleasure-pain that shoots through you. You shoot him a warning look, but the way his brows crease in frustration and his legs kick out from the built up energy makes it hard to even care.

He’s become a drooling mess with such little work… only the feeling of being inside you, and that feeling of power— no… trust. That feeling of trust, that you’ll take care of him and make him feel good, is more pleasurable than any other sex act you could do.

You adjust your angle, sinking down just enough to keep him deep without the telltale slap of skin on skin. The slick sounds of your bodies moving together are quieter now, but still too loud in the tense silence of the room. Every creak of the floorboards downstairs feels like a countdown, and yet the risk only heightens the fire building between you. You can feel yourself tightening around him, the coil of pleasure winding tighter with every careful roll of your hips.

Cove’s hands finally dare to move, having been ramrod straight since you let go of them, ghosting up your thighs before settling on your hips. His grip is hesitant, unsure, like he was afraid of overstepping, but you pull yourself together enough to give him a weak smile. His fingers dig in, nails just barely pinching at your sides, to ground himself as he lets out a shaky breath against your hand. You can tell he’s close—his breaths are coming faster, his thighs tensing beneath you, and the way his tip reaches so deeply into your belly pushes you further and further with each firm bounce.

You lift your hand just slightly, testing if he can stay quiet. His lips part, and for a moment, you think he’s going to moan, but he catches himself, biting down hard on his bottom lip instead. A tear slips down his cheek, and the sight of him so overwhelmed, so desperate to feel good nearly spells your ending. You lean down, kissing the tear away, and murmur, “You’re perfect, Cove. Just a little more.”

The words seem to break something in him. His grip tightens, and his hips jerk up, just enough to send a spark of pleasure through you. You swallow a moan of your own, pressing your forehead against his as you pick up the pace, chasing that high for both of you. The bed rocks faintly, and you pray it’s not loud enough to carry. You vaguely register Cliff laughing, likely speaking to someone on the phone, and you're very glad for the distraction.

Cove’s breaths turn into frantic, stifled sobs, and you can feel him pulsing inside you, so close to losing it. You grind down harder, clenching around him, and the way his eyes roll back tells you he’s right there. Your own climax is creeping up fast, a tight, burning heat that makes your thighs shake. You press your hand back over his mouth, firmer this time, and whisper “S’ okay, you can do it.”

His body obeys you without question. A muffled groan vibrates against your palm as his back arches up, lifting you in his lap. He gives small, nudging thrusts into you as you feel fluid start to dribble out of you. You have to bury your face in his shoulder to muffle your own shuddering gasp as you feel your insides start to shudder. Your muscles squeeze together in reflex— you pray you don't give yourself a cramp— as you ride out the high as subtly as you can. Your brain felt like it was being smothered, and the only thing that mattered was how Cove’s body felt underneath you.

You’re only just blinking away those last fuzzy feelings when you realise with horror that you can hear Cliff walking up the stairs to his room. You try to jump off of Cove’s lap, but you don't budge. His tight grip is unrelenting as he grinds up into you, relishing in the post orgasm tightness of your muscles. The poor guy looks too out of it to register anything but cumming as much as he can into your poor insides.

You're ready to cry when Cliff knocks on the door briskly all while Cove gives little jittery thrusts into your guts.

He waits for a moment, obviously trying to as be polite as possible when entering his teenage son's room, before knocking again and calling out for Cove. When there’s no reply, he tentatively opens the door.

Thank God for Cliff being such a polite dad.

You’re holding yourself together as best as you can, standing dressed infront of Cove’s fish tank, feigning surprise to see Cliff home… all the while cringing at how wet and gloopy you feel down there.

You didn't have enough time to get underwear on, only shorts, and fat globs of cum have already begun making their way down your leg.

Curse Cove for always doing things in excess.

The cursed boy in question is lazing on his bed trying and failing to look as alive as he can. Surely Cliff could chalk it up to summer heat, if not simply just Cove shenanigans?

He takes a moment to even register your presence, your side at Cove’s hip was ultimately unsurprising and Cliff’s eyes would always land on his beloved son first. Luckily, he didn't look hard enough to see Cove’s unfocused eyes, or the fact that his sheets were thrown rather haphazardly over him despite the heat.

“Hey kids, just wanted to check up on Cove and let him know I'm back from work.” He says with his signature smile. You desperately want to collapse where you stand.

“I'll be going to bed soon, and I've put some snacks in the fridge for later. Help yourselves if you'd like.”

“You two don't have too much fun! See ya!” He says as he turns to leave.

… and seems a little confused when the two of you sputter at that last part, but he shrugs it off.

#olba #olba cove holden #olba smut #our life beginnings and always #havoc writes

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sweet-peachie · 8 months ago

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Thinking about a yandere with a depressed darling.

A yandere who's patient with you no matter how bad it gets. On easier days, when it's just the lingering inexplicable sadness that has you staring off into space every now and then between conversations, he's quick to jump to another topic to distract your mind. When he sees your gaze lower and your brows pinch in thought, he makes your favorite meal under the guise of having been craving it himself. When you're both sitting on the couch and he sees your leg bounce, your fingers trembling against your thighs - he feigns tiredness and leans against you to 'absentmindedly' take your hand in his.

A yandere that on harder days, ones where you can't even muster up the energy to get up from your shared bed, stays there with you for hours on end. Arms wrapped around your waist and his face buried in your hair. If you're lying down, he'll let you rest against his chest and listen to the sound of his heartbeat - the soft sound lulling you into a state of calm. If you're sitting up, he'll keep his arms around you and gently rock the both of you back and forth, keeping his weight pressed against you to keep you grounded. You enjoy silence? No problem, he finds the quiet peaceful too. You need background noise to distract yourself from your thoughts? He's going on and on about anything and everything he can think of.

He tries his best to only leave your side for absolute necessities at the start of these periods. He knows that taking care of you when you're down makes you feel guilty, so he never makes it seem like he's only doing something just for you (even if he knows he is).

He's feeling pretty hungry. No worries though, he'll just go ahead and order some food from that restaurant you both (read: you) like. No, you don't have to get up from the bed to get it from the door, he needed to use the bathroom anyway so he'll just grab it on his way back!

(He was never really hungry. Hell, he could survive off of the smell of you alone if he could. But he'd be damned if you didn't get at least one full meal in today.)

A yandere that never judges you for your lack of motivation to take care of yourself sometimes. You don't feel like you can take a shower today? That's perfectly fine, a missed shower or two never hurt anyone! You felt too drained to brush your teeth before you went to sleep? That's alright, he's feeling pretty tired too so you're both in the same boat! Even if you're someone who prefers to eat in bed because you don't have the energy to eat at the dining table, he doesn't mind one bit. Crumbs aren't an issue for him, and having to wash the sheets is only a small sacrifice to make sure you're comfortable. Hell, if you didn't feel so iffy about it he'd even feed you if you asked.

A yandere that never in his wildest dreams would ever shame you for something you can't control. But, he does care about your health, of course, so he wouldn't allow you to skip too many days of hygiene without stepping in. One of his favorite things to do with you is shared self-care. If you don't take a shower that day, you can both just take one together the following day. He takes great care in washing you off, lathering your hair in your favorite scented shampoo and conditioner before turning around and letting you do the same to him. If you don't feel like brushing your teeth or washing your face that night, that's perfectly fine, he's already setting up a playlist for you two to dance to in front of the mirror when you both get it done tomorrow instead.

A yandere that, although he makes sure you're comfortable during your more difficult days, still wants to help you gradually recover. If your lack of motivation and tiredness spans over a few days or more, he'll slowly but surely coax you out of bed. First it starts out small, like using the restroom or grabbing something from the other side of the room. And then it moves on to leaving the room entirely, getting you to stay outside for longer and longer intervals until the emptiness is finally pushed to the back of your mind once again - dormant until the next time it rears its ugly head. But that's okay. Progress is slow, and it's far from perfect. And he'll tell you just how proud he is that you've taken a step further, no matter how small it may seem.

A yandere that doesn't consider you a burden for the way you feel. Who doesn't ask what caused your mood, even if the shift was sudden. Who doesn't judge you when you fall back into old habits (now, with larger intervals in between) - your hair getting tangled, your skin oily and your clothes stained. Because no matter what he'll be there with you every step of the way, and he'll happily help you up again and again.

#I know this isn't as dark as I could've made it but I wrote like half of it during one of my Bad Times and all I really wanted was comfort #so this is VERY self indulgent I'll admit it #i want to imagine a man who doesn't care if i skip showering for a day or two #or eat snacks in bed because it's comfortable #crazy that my first post here is an indulgent vent (kind of??) post #I was originally gonna make it where the yandere feeds into the depression to keep you into bed #so you never feel motivated to leave and stay there with him instead #but next time...#x male reader #x gn reader #x reader #yandere x reader #yandere x male reader #yandere x gn reader #fluff #I think???#unedited #so sorry if this has errors i haven't slept at all this is so embarrassing

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fallingforfred · 5 days ago

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I know that you literally just posted it, but I am already DESPERATE for a part 2 to your Dallas fic. It's so cute omg.

milkshakes & bickers pt2 ⸝⸝ 𝒅𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒂𝒔 𝒘𝒊𝒏𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒏

a/n: im kinda iffy about this so im SO SO sorry if you're disappointed with pt 2.. i originally wasn't sure if i was going to continue writing this story but seeing this request motivated me into making another part so here you go!! (i'm also VERY happy to hear you liked the first part tho!! <3)

warnings: bit of swearing, harassment, kissing, mentions of blood and fighting.

word count: 1.7k

a week had passed since you went to the dingo with two-bit, dallas, johnny and ponyboy.

ponyboy, your little brother, had been nagging you to go out with him to the drive-in the past few days. you always told him you wanted to sleep early, that you weren’t feeling like it, but he still insisted and continued doing so anyway.

ever since you and dallas made eye contact, his damn charming face haunted your mind–as if he was mocking you.

you couldn’t help the flutter in your chest and the warmth in your cheeks when you thought about him.

damn it, why was he getting to you?

he was still the same insufferable dallas winston that you couldn’t tolerate even if you tried, so why was he suddenly in your mind like some celebrity.

he was no james dean.. no gregory peck after all-

“what’s got y’droolin’ all o’er your pasta? fantasizin’ bout your little book fellas again?” sodapop teased you as you snapped your attention back to your surroundings.

you were having dinner early with your brothers today and you let your mind wander off again.

“shove off, soda.. and I stopped doin’ that.” you grumbled, shoving a mouthful of pasta in between your lips.

“careful, missy, keep piggin’ your meals and you’ll choke.” darry commented as you shrugged your shoulders, slowly swallowing your food.

the four of you stayed silent, a little talking here and there as you continued eating dinner together.

tonight you hoped that ponyboy would drop his constant pleading, but it seemed like he wouldn’t stop until you agreed.

“come on, it’s a cheesy romance flick today. ain’t you into that sorta stuff?” ponyboy suddenly spoke up as he looked directly at you, placing his fork down.

you let a sigh escape your lips, looking at darry for help as you knew that he was against you going out sometimes–especially at night.

“well it’s either you go with your little brother or he ain’t going out at all tonight. who’s comin’ with y’all?” darry murmured, turning his attention from you to ponyboy.

“johnny.. dally.. two-bit might show up.”

“come on, ain’t it too late for a movie?” you objected, still reluctant about going as you wanted to avoid dallas.

“it’s only 6. besides, the sun ain’t going down till 10 anyway!” ponyboy argued as you let a small huff escape your lips.

“ponyboy..”

“please?” ponyboy whispered, making your expression soften as you let out a sigh of acceptance.

“fine. but don’t go wandering off with johnny without me you hear?” you murmured as a look of triumph spread across ponyboy’s face.

“I won’t!” he grinned childishly as you couldn’t help but smirk a little at the sight of your brother so happy.

and so, you found yourself tagging along ponyboy and johnny as you guys were supposedly going to meet dallas and two-bit at the drive-in.

as the three of you snuck through the little tunnel, you trailed behind the two boys as they led you over towards the sitting area.

you wore something pretty simple, but the voice in your head couldn’t help but intervene at times as it constantly reminded you that dallas would be there.

you were annoyed at yourself for letting him get to you, but here you were wearing a white turtle-neck with a pink plaided skirt and your special crimson mary jane flats that darry bought for your birthday last year.

it was a little ironic how dolled up you were in comparison to johnny and ponyboy who wore typical greaser outfits despite the lack of leather that most hoods wore.

“come on, y’all save us a seat while I get us something to eat.” you hummed as the three of you stopped by the seating area of the drive-in.

“alright, we’ll just be around here. oh, look, there’s two-bit and dal!” ponyboy nudged johnny as the two of them sauntered towards the other boys.

you couldn’t help but avert your attention towards the direction they were going as your eyes landed on dallas, only to notice that he was already looking at you.

internally cursing to yourself as you felt your face heat up, you instantly turned around and left to go buy some popcorn and colas.

you were thankful for the little bit of wind today as the line-up was incredibly crowded with a mix of greasers and socs at the concession. you could already think about how sweltering it’d be and- eugh, you didn’t even wanna imagine it.

as you found yourself waiting at the end of the line, you counted your pocket money that darry generously lent you and ponyboy.

you wondered why he or soda didn’t come with tonight, but they were probably tired working their asses off so you didn’t bother asking.

“what’s goin’ on in that pretty lil’ head o’ yours, dolly?” spoke a forced gravelly voice in your ear as you immediately snapped out of your thoughts.

as you looked over your shoulder with a glare, you recognized a blonde haired soc from your school.

he probably didn’t recognize you, smelling the vague scent of alcohol from his lips as you scrunched your nose up in disgust.

however, you didn’t wanna start something big so you brushed him off and averted your gaze back towards the line.

“what’s wrong, dolly? thought you would want some company.” he said with a small smirk, encircling an arm around your waist as you grimaced.

“i’m fine, thanks.” you grunted in a forced sweet tone as you tugged his hand off your waist, but he only tightened his grip.

“oh come on, y’got a boyfriend? but y’ain even got a ring on your finger.”

“I’m 16, dumbass.”

“huh, what was that? huh?” the soc growled, bringing you in a suffocating grasp as you tried digging your fingers into his arm–but it was no use.

the line was starting to move at a faster pace as the soc forced himself next to you, flashing a repulsive grin at people that gave any curious glances.

“playin’ hard to get or are y’just not interested?”

“oh! so your head isn’t entirely empty after all.” you shot back in a sarcastic tone, your annoyance building up.

the blonde only laughed at your comment as he brought you closer to him, digging his nose into your hair as you clenched your fist, ready to drop a punch until somebody already did it for you.

it caught you off guard but you eventually looked over at who had done it, thankful for–

dallas. and he was fuming which was so uncharacteristic of him.

“dal?” was all you could splutter out before he pounced on the soc and started to wrestle him as some people either joined in or tried to stop it.

as cheering and laughter filled the concession, your eyes drifted to the security starting to run over at the scene as your dragged dallas out of the fight with all the force that you had.

“are y’nuts?! I appreciate the punch but you didn’t hafta try and kill him!” you scolded him as the two of you ran away from the scene.

he was still feeling the adrenaline from the fight but it was clear there was no room for argument as you continued going off on him about how stupid he was for causing a scene knowing that people would take any opportunity to start a rumble.

you didn’t even know where you were taking him as your mouth ran faster than your legs at this point, but the two of you eventually ended up by the exit of the drive in as the two of you finally stopped to catch a breath.

“damnit, are you hearin’ me, dal?! I said you ain’t needa do all that to save my ass, I would’ve been perfectly fine on my own!”

“a thank you woulda been nice,” was all he huffed out as he looked down at you with a small glare–but it was more admiring than it was judging.

“oh, right, thank you for nearly ending up at the police station for startin' a public fight. jesus, dal, think with your head for once and not with your damn fist.”

“startin’ to sound like darry there, princess.”

“this ain’t about darry, dal! listen to me!”

but as you continued lecturing him, he was finding even more difficulty trying to look anywhere but at your lips.

it was as if he was actually feeling something for the first time in his life, making it all the more harder to deny his feelings for you any longer until he was pulled out of his thoughts by you grabbing onto his collar.

“dally!” you shouted, trying to get his attention as he didn’t even realize how long he had been zoning out for.

“I said are you alright?! you’ve got blood on your lips!”

“worried, princess? I’m fine..” he grumbled, harshly wiping it off as you tutted and tugged his hand away.

“careful, y’hood! always gettin’ into trouble.” you huffed, taking out a handkerchief from your skirt’s pocket as you dabbed the cloth onto his skin lightly.

“c’mon, dollface, I said I’m fine, you ain’t gotta-”

“just.. just shut up for once!”

and so, dallas listened which you found hard to believe at first as he was always so reluctant in following orders from anyone.

you continued wiping the blood off of him in a gentle manner as his eyes stayed trained on you, making you all the more nervous as you licked your lips nervously.

you felt your face starting to heat up and you couldn’t help but be grateful that it was getting darker as it was harder to recognize the blush on your face.

dallas, however, caught on as he placed his hands on your hips and brought you over to him as he leaned against someone’s parked car.

your eyes widened by the gesture, finding your lips parting in surprise but even you couldn’t deny the tension that was expanding.

“dal..” you whispered quietly, lowering the cloth from his face as his eyes stayed on yours until they drifted down to your lips.

“...what?” was all he could mutter out until you brought him into a kiss, catching him off guard.

but immediately he melted into it as he pulled you closer, his hold on your hips moving up around your waist as he deepened the kiss with his tongue.

the two of you were going at it like you were starving for each other, your tongues twisting into a sloppy battle until the sound of ponyboy’s voice could be heard from a distance.

“you’ve gotta be kiddin’ me.” dallas grumbled bitterly, getting interrupted yet again.

#the outsiders 1983 #dallas winston #the outsiders #dallas winston x reader #dally winston #dally winston x reader #ponyboy curtis #sodapop curtis #darry curtis #johnny cade #two-bit matthews

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