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fvnalgirlcomplex · 1 year ago

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PRETTY ISN’T PRETTY ✸ J. HUGHES

and it begins!! this is irl but also mostly social media au because my tumblr is/was acting up and deleted most of what i had written and.. i’m lazy so!!! reader is referred to as ‘you’ and their looks are talked about but i tried to avoid describing looks… however… reader doesn’t have blonde hair but listen like every nhl fic uses a blonde girl for the fc so. i think its justified!! but sorry to anyone blonde reading lol. i didn’t rlly know how to end this tbh but i hope it’s still good and i hope u like it!! remember that you are beautiful! any negative things said obviously aren’t true :)

warnings: light mention/implication of an eating disorder, insecurities, hate comments, reader gets picked up (lowkey manhandled a little bit), suggestive comments (2), unedited writing

masterlist, series masterlist

fc: olivia rodrigo ( oliviarodrigo on ig )

summary: dating jack wasn’t gonna be easy, you knew that. you just thought him traveling a lot was gonna be the hardest, not being picked apart by his fans.

bought a bunch of makeup,

tryna cover up my face

i started to skip lunch,

stopped eatin’ cake on birthdays

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youruser 22!! shout out to cole caulfield

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colecaulfield thank you for the shout out. I really needed it.

youruser anything for a fan

user19 she’s so cocky omg

yourfriend the cake was so good! you should’ve had some :(

youruser the cake wasn’t very big and i don’t really like cake that much anyways lol glad you liked it though!!

jackhughes ❤️

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user373 at least she chose a blurry pic so we don’t have to see her face lmaoo

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jackhughes birthday girl 🎂

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_quinnhughes haps

youruser damn. not even a full sentence 😔

user14 even his brother doesn’t like her lmao 💀

user298 i hope she knows she’s public enemy #1

user63 bro could do sm better

trevorzegras big! 22! 2️⃣2️⃣

user86 the way she looks at him though 🥹

user7 no..

user329 why are you so miserable

user738 he did her so dirty with the second picture 😭 makeup can only do so much but somehow she looks even worse than i imagined with no makeup

“I didn’t know it was such a big deal—”

“It shouldn’t have to be a big deal, Jack! I asked you not to post it, I don’t understand why you don’t listen!”

Maybe you were overreacting. Maybe you were taking your insecurities out on Jack when it really wasn’t his fault. But, it’s hard to stay calm when you’ve started to hate what you see everytime you look in the mirror, or someone takes a picture of you and that’s when you have makeup on. Words couldn’t describe how gross you feel without makeup on.

“I think you look gorgeous. I don’t know what the issue is.” Jack responded, too nonchalantly for your liking.

“The issue is that I don’t think I look gorgeous so I don’t want it out in the world for all your fans to see.” Jack sighed at your response. He knew what this was about but to him, you the prettiest girl he’d ever seen. He just couldn’t grasp how someone like you could be insecure.

“Y/n…” He said softly, grabbing the sides of your face. The mood in the room had quickly changed from tense to sad as soon as the word fans was mentioned. “You’re stunning. I know you don’t believe me but, you really are. All those comments are from a bunch of teenage girls who are jealous. I know it’s hard to block out but you just have to try ‘cause I wanna show everyone how pretty my girl is, okay?” Jack finished, trying to cheer you up. It didn’t really work to be honest but still, through glass eyes, you looked up at him and nodded before he brought you into a comforting hug.

You wanted to believe him, you really did. But it wasn’t just teen fan girls. It was also grown men. Men your boyfriends age who thought you were just as hideous. They couldn’t have been doing it for the same reasons as the fan girls. They had to have just been being honest, right?

‘cause there’s always somethin’ missin’

there’s always somethin’ in the mirror

that i think looks wrong

when pretty isn’t pretty enough,

what do you do?

You loved spending time with Jack. And you also loved getting to spend time with the people he cared about. But the pressure of looking good before going knowing that pictures would be taken, with or without you knowing, made you want to puke.

You started planning out your outfits far in advance, what shoes, how you’d do you hair, your makeup. Everything. You told yourself over and over again that the outfit is cute. You asked Jack about it and he always reassured you that you would look beautiful in anything and the friends you’d ask say the same thing.

But that still wasn’t enough to stop your brain from making you think everything was wrong. No matter you were wearing, when you looked in the mirror it just looked… wrong. Like something was missing.

“Babe?” Your boyfriends voice came softly through the bedroom door. Jack had invited you to the Devils Halloween Party this year which would be your first New Jersey Devils event. Jack and Luke were wearing matching spider-man costumes with Nico and Dawson who were currently at the brothers apartment. “You ready?” He asked you as he poked his head into the bedroom before fully stepping in, closing the door behind him.

“Yeah, I was just looking for my cat ears.” Lie. You were overanalyzing yourself like you always did before you went out but you knew if you told Jack that he’d feel bad and tell you that you didn’t have to go if you weren’t comfortable.

It wasn’t clear if Jack really believed your lie but he glanced around the room for the headband anyways before finding it on the edge of the bed next to you and placing them on your head for you.

Still sitting on the edge of the bed from when you were putting on your boots before you caught a look at yourself in the mirror, you looked up at Jack, who’s hands stayed on the side of your face after gently placing the headband on you.

Words weren’t exchanged as he looked at you, his thumbs tenderly moving over cheeks. He moved down to place a lovingly soft kiss on your forehead and then your lipstick covered lips.

“You’re beautiful.” He whispered against your mouth. You almost believed him.

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njdwag.updates y/n at the halloween party with a fellow wag. she went as a black cat 🐈‍⬛

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theotherwag sweetest girl to ever exist 🩷

user273 jacks like 🥹

user33 is this a safe space?

user649 depends…

user33 i love yn. and i love yn and jack!! they’re so cute and it’s so obvious everyone that hates her is just jealous :/

user472 REAL!!! they claim to be fans of jack but hate to see him happy… like something isn’t adding up??

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user634 wait jack went as spider-man and she went as a black cat?? she’s kinda funny for that

user710 jack probably didn’t want to outright match with her 💀

user845 her standing next to another wag.. this is so sad like jack!! wake up!!

and everybody’s keepin’ it up, so you think it’s you

i could change up my body and change up my face

i could try every lipstick in every shade

but i’d always feel the same

‘cause pretty isn’t pretty enough anyways

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njdwags y/n y/l/n at her colleges football game with friends!

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user968 everytime there’s a picture of her standing next to someone it really highlights how ugly she is LMAO

user263 idk why people hate her sm she’s so pretty

user945 she’s even prettier in person! i met her at the game and she was so nice. it’s so sad to see all the hate she gets :(

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user293 we have class together!! she’s literally so sweet and smart

user683 ugly ass

user78 she chose a college football game over her boyfriends hockey game…

user537 why does she always have her tongue out 💀

and i try to ignorе it, but it's everythin' i see

it’s on the poster on the wall, it's in like every magazine

it’s in my phone, it's in my head, it's in the boys i bring to bed

it’s all around, it's all the time, i don't know why i even try

It’s like you couldn’t stop yourself from reading comments on posts about you. You knew you should ignore but it seemed impossible to ignore at this point.

You knew the comments would be negative like they always were but you always had hope they would be nice for once. And there was nice ones sometimes! But most were so overwhelmingly negative, you couldn’t even focus on the positives.

And it wasn’t just comments either, no. Not anymore at least. Since, you’ve read the comments, it’s like all the negative has leaked out of your phone and into every aspect of your life.

It was when you visited your family over winter break, you had totally forgotten about the posters you had in past years of icons from your childhood. Icons who were so how all skinny or blonde or had stunning blue eyes or all three. The break was supposed to get you away from all that and yet, you still cried yourself to sleep that first night.

Every aspect of life also included you and your boyfriend. You knew before you and Jack had started dating, he was constantly liking other girls bikini pics on instagram. And even though he had stopped doing that, you’d still seen tweets from his fans in the past joking about how he was “always at the scene of the crime” with a screenshot of his like on a picture of the most beautiful woman you’ve ever seen. And while you tried to ignore it, you noticed of a pattern with all the girls. They looked a lot like the icons from your childhood. Nothing like you.

So now, late at night, when you were supposed to be having quiet and sweet moments with your boyfriend; your boyfriend that you didn’t get to see very often at that! You spent those moments thinking about those stupid likes on those stupid pictures of those stupidly beautiful girls.

And as for you, the comments had really gotten to your head. Even when you weren’t with Jack and you weren’t on your phone or in your childhood room. You still found someone to compare yourself to. It was like some kind of superpower.

and i bought all the clothes that they told me to buy

i chased some dumb ideal my entire life

and none of it matters and none of it ends

you just feel like shit all over again

Was this silly? It feel silly.

This didn’t feel like you but a change was needed.

Jack (and Luke) had been hanging out with the team all day and you had the day off. You had decided to spend the time alone shopping for clothes that you would’ve never worn before this past month and a box of blonde hair dye.

“We’re home!”

Luke’s voice rang through the apartment, snapping you out of your trance that you were in while staring out the box of hair dye taunting you on the bathroom counter.

“Y/n?” Now it was Jacks voice that made its way through the apartment.

“Bathroom!”

You could hear his footsteps come closer to the bathroom door before a knock on the door, hesitating before opening the door before him. He slipped in before locking the door behind him.

“I was gonna jump in the shower if he wanted to join me.” Jack told you, his hands sliding around your waist with his back to the door. Naturally, your hands slipped around to rest behind his neck, forgetting about the hair dye sitting on the counter.

“I think I’m gonna have to pass this time—”

“You’re gonna dye your hair?” Jack cut you off, his eyes focused behind you.

“Oh- Yeah, I just, um, wanted a change I guess.”

Jack didn’t say anything or take his eyes off of the box of hair dye. He didn’t buy it for a second but he just didn’t understand. How could you not see how beautiful you were. Jack had known the comments were bad, he just didn’t realize they were getting to you this badly. He looked back to you, who had a guilty look in your eyes. Jack sighed before moving you over to the counter, placing you next to the box.

“Baby, if you really want to dye your hair blonde, go for for it. But I don’t think you want to.” You couldn’t even look at him. You felt embarrassed that you’d been confronted about how out of hand these insecurities have gotten, even if it wasn’t really your fault. You felt like a child being scolded. “I know we’ve talked about this before but you really have to listen to me this time okay, babe?”

Jacks hand came up to your chin, gently pushing your head up to make eye contact with him.

“You’re the most gorgeous woman I’ve ever seen. I mean that. All those assholes just want to find someone to hate more than themselves and I’m sorry that dating me has made you a target for that. But blonde hair dye isn’t gonna make them stop. I’ll say something— I should’ve said something sooner but I’ll do it now. Just- Just don’t change for them because they won’t ever be happy. Pretty isn’t pretty enough for them, okay?”

You were crying now. Because you knew he was right and you were upset you had let them drive you crazy. You continued to cry as your boyfriends arm came around your frame. You uttered apologies, not quite sure for what, while his hand rubbed your back.

After a while, your tears stopped and Jack pulled away. “I love you. And I told you, if you really want to go blonde, go for it. I mean, you’ll look hot either way—”

“Jack!”

“Okay, okay. Blonde or no blonde.” He asked with a small smile on his face, holding up the box of hair dye.

“No blonde.”

Jacks smile grew as he threw the box into the trashcan. His hands slid down to your thighs, picking you up and wrapping your legs around his waist.

“So… can we get that shower now?”

#GUTS SERIES🩸#jack hughes #jack hughes x reader #jack hughes imagine #nhl imagine #hockey imagine

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hysteria-things · 9 months ago

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SNEAK AWAY (part two)

read part one here

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: nate x sls!reader

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: you and nate are still going strong, but a lot of fans notice a few things in the new video…

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: FLUFF, swearing

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 539

𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: short and sweet!

chris fic tomorrow😌 (or tonight it depends when i start writing it)

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y/nsturniolo hawaii dump with my favorite people ever😌🌺☀️🏝️🩷

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“boys, please leave your sister alone.“ you hear your mother scold from outside of the bedroom door.

you guys got back from hawaii two days ago, but the triplets are staying in boston for an extra week before going back to LA.

“do not barge in there—” she scolds again, but it’s too late when the door swings open.

the three of them stand there panting, while marylou looks at them with her hands on her hips. it doesn’t end there; trevor comes running in and jumps on your bed.

his tail wags as he climbs onto your lap, leaving kisses on your face.

nick turns to her. “she’ll survive, mom.”

she sighs, walking out of your vision. your brothers stare at you like you’re in trouble. “we need to talk.” chris says, crossing his arms.

oh boy.

“about?”

they side eye each other. “you and nate.” matt says.

oh boy.

you clear your throat, trying not to barf everywhere. “w-what do you mean?”

“have you not seen the clips or comments?” chris asks, them now walking over to your bed and sitting. at this point, trevor has fallen asleep on your legs.

“no,” you answer, playing with the dog’s ears.

“girl.” nick tuts, pulling out his phone and tapping buttons before turning it to you. “look at this.”

you take his phone, scrolling through the comments on a tiktok.

thank GOD i’m not the only one who thought this

they HAVE to be hiding something they seem a little too close in this video😭

damn y’all detectives or something💀

imagine this is how nick, matt, and chris find out LMAOOOO

i always shipped them they seem so cute together :(

you stop scrolling the comments and watch the video. it’s a compilation of you and nate in the background.

one of the clips is when you guys were in the restaurant, and your chin rests on nate’s shoulder as the both of you look over something on his phone.

another clip is when you guys are walking, you and nate in the back of the group with his hand brushing against yours.

a few others show the way you two look at each other, eyes full of love and lust.

maybe you guys weren’t being as slick as you thought.

you hand nick’s phone back, nuzzling more into your blanket. “why didn’t you tell us?!” chris exclaims.

you shrug. “‘cause you’ll kill him.”

they roll their eyes. “we won’t kill him. we’ll threaten him.” nick clarifies.

as if that’s any better.

walking hand in hand, you and nate make way through the local park that's bare at this hour of the night. “so you’re telling me i should look out for threats?”

“yeah.” you smile, looking up at him before he gives you a sneak-attack kiss.

he sighs. “i’m kind of glad we don’t need to sneak away anymore. it got so depressing.”

you laugh, followed by an exhale. words cannot explain how much you love this kid. even though it was a hard launch to the public, you’re happy that you can show him off now. to make sure people know he’s yours and you’re his.

hopefully, no threats or killings take place by your overprotective siblings.

𝐭𝐚𝐠 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭!

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evanpeterswhoresblog · 10 months ago

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Cherry Bomb (pt. 2)

James Potter x f!reader, Sirius Black x f!reader (mentioned)

warnings: smut, unprotected p in v, oral (male receiving), oral (female receiving), switch james? brief fingering, heavy making out, i love this smut w my heart

summary: you proceed with the second part of your plan. james potter.

word count: 2.4k

a/n: i’m so bad at writing summaries i’m sorry, i promise it’s worth it lol. i suppose this could be a stand off but i like reading them in order. hope you enjoy :) also ps if there’s any mistakes i’m sorry grammarly told me it was fine but i don’t fully trust that hoe smh

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James Potter was a different story. He thought of himself as a gentleman though not many seventeen-year-olds were gentlemen. He thought this solely because he was nothing like his best mate. He had to at least know a girl's name before taking her to bed. Though, he typically liked to know a bit more than just that. So, in order to shag James Potter, one must abide by a few more rules than with dear Sirius Black. One, she must be friendly. Two, she must have some knowledge of quidditch. Three, she must be willing to stroke his massive ego despite how humiliating it may be. And four, the most important rule, she must be ready to play along with his games. Because James Potter was a chaser in all senses. And oh, how he loved a good chase.

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You peak around the corner of one of the hallways, a bit out of breath. You just ran down a few flights of stairs to get here. For a few seconds you search the hallway, then he appears. He’s alone. Good.

It’s been two weeks since your night with Sirius, and it hasn’t been easy. You regret your whole show of making him remember your name, it’s caused more harm than good. But it felt good in the moment, it felt more than good. Shagging Sirius all together became your best shag the second he pressed you against the wall and kissed you till you were out of breath. You regret picking him first. In retrospect though, you had no idea how much he’d care for a second time. He’s always been known as a one-nighter. It’s been hard having to deny him, and it’s been hard convincing him that he has you mistaken for another girl. But you’ve managed.

You feel bad about it, but you try not to pay it much mind as the second part of your plan is about to begin.

You clutch your books to your chest and begin to walk down the hallway, your face down. You know what his shoes look like. So, when they begin to come closer you loosen your grip on your books and shift your body ever so slightly so that you’re in his way. Inevitably, the two of you bump into each other, and your books quickly fall to the floor.

“Shit,” you say as you fall to your knees to start gathering your things.

“Sorry love, didn’t see you there. Let me help,” he replies, crouching down in front of you.

You look at him. “Oh, it’s alright, I wasn’t paying attention.”

“Me either.” He laughs, handing you one of your papers. His eyes linger on yours. “I think I know you.”

“I doubt it.”

“No, I do. You’re the girl my mate Sirius thinks he shagged.”

You look away, pretending to be flustered. “I don’t know why he’s so set on me. I mean, I was at that party, but I went back to my dorm with my friend. And I think I’d remember a night with him you know, with his reputation.”

“Yeah, I dunno, he tends to get hammered and forget a lot,” he says. You look back at him and watch as he runs one of his hands through his dark curls. A habit of his. “I’m sure he’ll stop bothering you soon enough.”

“Yes, when the next girl is in his bed,” you reply. The two of you share a laugh and you pick up your last paper. You hold them close to your chest and stand, he follows. “Well thanks for helping, you’re very kind.”

He smiles that brilliant smile of his. “It’s only right.”

You return the smile. “I’ve got to get to class thanks again James.”

“You know my name? Are you one of my adoring fans?”

He’s smirking now, his arms folded across his chest. His ego is taking over. Perfect.

You shyly look down for a few seconds before meeting his eyes again. “Isn’t everyone a fan of the famous chaser from Gryffindor?”

“You’d be surprised how many aren’t.”

“Well, that lot must simply consist of fools.” You look down at your watch. “Seems I’m going to be a bit late to history of magic. ‘Suppose it’s alright, I don’t care for it much anyway. But I best be going, wouldn’t want to keep you from your class.”

“That’s quite kind of you y/n,” he says.

You raise a brow. “Oh? Do you happen to be one of my adoring fans?”

“Perhaps, or perhaps Sirius has been talking our ears off about you.”

“I think I like the first answer better.”

He smirks. “I see. It was nice running into you then. Literally.”

“Yes, it was.” You step past him, your eyes lingering on him for a few more seconds. “Goodbye then James.”

“Goodbye y/n.”

You leave fast with a smile on your face.

Phase one is complete.

~~~

For the next two weeks, you have more of those run ins with James. Each time having a different reaction. Some end in a sweet goodbye, some end with you barely acknowledging him at all, and some end in a quick walk through the halls together. You know how it messes with his head. One day you’re a girl who strokes his ego with flattering compliments, and another day you brush past him as if he doesn’t exist. By the sixth encounter, you relish in the knowledge that he’s starting to bump into you. Not the other way around.

“I’m starting to get Sirius. I suppose he wishes it was you that he shagged.”

The two of you are walking alone, not another person is in the hall. You look up at him, your cheeks flushing when you find him already looking down at you. He runs his hand through his hair. You hate how it makes your stomach fill with butterflies. You turn your head away.

“I don’t know why he would wish that with me.”

“I could name a few reasons,” he says.

You’ve stopped walking at this point. You turn your body to face him, another shy smile on your face. James Potter is such a charmer. You’ve known this. Yet his words affect you as if you have no idea about his reputation of being a flirt.

This is bad, you think.

It’s been hard enough resisting the urge to take Sirius up on another night together, even harder keeping up the lie that it never happened. You should stop this before it gets any worse, you know that. However, from the look James is giving you, you know you won't be able to stop this no matter how hard you try.

“Yeah?” You eventually challenge. “What reasons might those be Mr. Potter?”

“For starters, you are incredibly fit.” You watch his eyes trail up and down your body for a few seconds before returning to yours. “You’re kind, you’re funny, you make your interest noticeable, but you aren’t desperate.”

“I never claimed to be interested in you though, that’s an assumption.” You point out.

He takes a step closer to you, your breath catches in your throat. “So, if I were to, I dunno, snog you right now, you wouldn’t be pleased?”

Despite everything in your head screaming at you to snap out of it and push him away for the plan's sake, you can’t. No matter how hard you plan it seems that James Potter’s charm outdoes it. You don’t dare to move a muscle.

“I’m not sure, you might have to test and see.”

He takes another step. “I don’t want to be hexed though, if this experiment ends in the possibility of you not liking it.”

You take a step forward. The two of you are so close you can practically feel the heat radiating off his body.

“Probability and possibility are different you know.”

He lifts one of his hands to your chin, tilting it up ever so slightly. “So, it’s a possibility that you’ll push me off and hex me, and it’s a probability that you’ll...”

“Snog you harder.”

“Well, I suppose I’ll take my chances then.”

He begins to lean his head down, and you can’t stop yourself from leaning yours up, meeting him halfway. The first few seconds are gentle. You like how soft his lips are, how you can taste the mint chap stick on them. But once that initial new feeling fades so does the gentleness.

Within a few short minutes you’re no longer standing in the middle of a hallway being kissed as if it were your first. Instead, you’re pressed against the wall in a broom closet, with your shirt half unbuttoned and James Potter’s hand up your skirt. Your head falls back against the stone as he sucks the sweet spot on your neck, his thumb rubbing perfect circles on your clit. You run your hands through his curls, they’re just as soft as you expected.

“James,” you moan.

“Yes love?”

You struggle to catch your breath. “I don’t- we can’t- fuck.”

“Hm?” He presses his thumb down harder; you feel your orgasm approaching. “You alright?”

“Yes- just don’t stop,” you reply.

He lifts his head, his dark eyes meeting yours. “Whatever you want.”

It’s safe to say, after that, phase two is completed.

~~~

Another week passes before you reach phase three. You don’t know why but playing James’s game is awfully fun. You know you’ve got him, and he knows he’s got you, but neither of you will say it. So, before anything can move too far in the closets, one of you stops it with an excuse and the other doesn’t question it. Part of you keeps it going because you want him to say the words, and another part of you keeps it going because deep down you don’t want it to be over yet.

But everything must end eventually.

The game's ending comes on a quiet Friday night. James catches you after dinner, dragging you off to one of the now familiar closets. He wastes no time, instantly pressing his lips to yours the second the door closes. There’s a desperation on his lips you haven’t felt before, it excites you. Naturally, you kiss him back, your hands moving up to his hair, his moving down to your waist.

Only a few seconds pass like this, then he pulls back. You can barely see his eyes through the darkness, but what you can see tells you something different is going to happen. He’s starving and you are more than happy to give him a taste.

“Can I have you y/n?” He whispers.

“Have me?”

He nods, his hands roaming up your sides. You shiver. “I need it, need you. Now.”

“You can have me, as long as you promise to keep this between us.” You place your hands on his shoulders and push him till his back hits one of the walls. “We wouldn’t want Sirius to be jealous that you actually got to shag me. You haven’t told any of them about this have you?”

“I have not, and I won’t. I swear,” he answers. “You can trust me.”

You smile and press a small kiss to his lips before lowering yourself to your knees. “I know I can. You’re a very sweet guy James and for that I’m going to show my appreciation.”

“You don’t have to-”

You begin to undo his belt. “I want to.”

“You sure?”

“Positive.”

You unzip his trousers and pull away the fabric. You’re not surprised to find him already hard. You also aren’t surprised at how big he is. From the girls you’ve known to have shagged him, only good things came from them. You don’t waste any more time. You take him in your mouth and as far down your throat as possible. Blow jobs have never been your favorite activity, but from the sound that leaves James’s lips you know you’ll enjoy this specific one.

And you do.

You don’t know how much time passes by the time he’s cumming down your throat, but you do know you’ve enjoyed every moment. He moans your name louder than he should, his fingers tangled in your hair as he cums. Typically, you’d spit but this time you swallow. When you’re sure he’s done you pull back and rise, whipping your drool with the back of your hand.

James is breathless when he reaches for you. He doesn’t hesitate to kiss you, nor to return the favor. Your legs shake as he buries his face between them, licking and sucking your clit at a perfect rhythm. It’s not long before it’s your turn to come undone due to his mouth. You have to hold yourself up on the wall as you finish, you practically see stars.

You pull him back up a minute later and wrap your arms around his neck. He kisses you once again and you savor the taste of yourself on his lips. It’s like a prize. And a memory you will forever cherish.

“Fuck me James,” you whisper eventually. “Like you mean it.”

“Your wish is my command,” he replies.

His hands fall to your thighs, and he lifts you up. You comply, wrapping your legs around his waist as he positions his hard again cock at your entrance. He enters you slowly, both of you savoring the feeling. He stretches you in an indescribable way that makes your toes curl. You hold him tight as he begins to fuck you.

Due to his active role in quidditch, his stamina is very built. He fucks you through two more orgasms before he even begins to show a sign of finishing. Tears role down your cheeks from the overstimulation, he asks you if you want to stop. You shake your head. He continues. Each thrust hits that spot inside you that makes your eyes roll back into your head. When he does eventually finish, he fills you up, his dick pulsing inside you.

He holds you tight after, his face tucked in your neck.

“You’re amazing,” he mumbles, his breath ragged. “I think I’d like to keep you.”

In this moment, you forget about your plan, and you turn your head to press a soft kiss to his sweaty head.

“I wouldn’t mind that.”

~~~

As you lie in bed that night with your diary in hand, a fresh checkmark next to James’s name, you wonder how you’re supposed to go on to the next part. Too many emotions have gotten involved from you, James, and Sirius. You know adding another person into the mix will only cause further issues. However, you also did save the best for last. Intentionally. At least, you think so anyway. James and Sirius have given you times you didn’t know you could ever have.

But then your eyes trail over the last name again.

Remus Lupin.

The show must go on.

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fatbiatchforever · 3 months ago

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Lies (Pt. 2)

Just wanna quickly say thanks to everyone who liked the previous one and all the support. Hope you guys like this one and feel better lol.

Taglist: @sapphirebarnes @mrsnikstan

"Bucky?"

You rubbed your eyes to adjust to the light seeping in from the hallway and let out a yawn.

Bucky smirked as he leaned against the door frame. "Someone's excited to see me."

"No, no, I am." You pulled on his wrist and opened the door wider to let him in. You chuckled as you turned back, noticing Bucky's eyes darting around the room before finally settling on you. "First time in your own home?"

Bucky's tense face softened into a shy smile. "Just missed the place."

You closed the distance between, wrapping your arms around his neck and pressing your lips softly against his. "Not me?"

Bucky's hands snaked around your waist, pulling you closer. His breath was warm against your face. "I could show you how much I missed you."

Leo's barks startled you, causing you to jump out of Bucky's hold. By the looks of it, Bucky was just as taken aback.

You walked over to your dog to soothe him. "Leo, it's okay, it's Buck." But Leo wasn’t having it; he lunged toward Bucky, his barking getting louder by the second. It stopped only when Bucky pushed him down and muffled his mouth.

"BUCKY!" you screamed, immediately trying to push him away from Leo. But what were you against a super soldier? Especially when Bucky’s eyes had that eerie focus that scared you. Leo's whimpers filled the apartment, along with your pleas. "Bucky, please, stop, you're hurting him."

As though Bucky snapped out of a trance, he stepped back, walking away from you and your dog. "I'm sorry, I don't know why I did that."

You gently lifted Leo's face, searching for any scratches or injuries that Bucky's metal arm might have caused. Leo got up and hid behind you, his whimpers breaking your heart. "Why would you do that, Bucky?"

Bucky gulped and looked down. "His barks were ringing in my ears."

You took a deep breath, balling your shaking hands into fists. "I don’t know, Leo never acts this way. He's always so happy to see you."

You noticed Leo walking to the side of the couch, where he usually hid when Bucky wanted to take him out for morning walks.

"You still shouldn't have done that," you hissed at Bucky.

Bucky nodded before walking to your room and closing the door behind him.

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It had been a few days since Bucky returned. He seemed fine after a shower, almost like the incident had never happened. Leo stayed away from Bucky every chance he got, even though Bucky tried everything to get closer to him.

Still, it was so unlike him in every way. He was always quiet, but since he’d been back, he’d been even more silent. Whenever you caught a glimpse of him, he seemed frustrated, but the moment he noticed your gaze, his eyes would light up and his lips would curve into a smile. His usual kisses and lingering looks felt heavier than usual.

You wanted to chalk it up to the aftereffects of a tough mission and him trying to hide it from you, but you needed to know what was going on. So you went to your main source.

"Sam!"

You hugged him, then stepped back to look at his outfit. "Why are you in a suit? I'm not pitching you another Captain America Lube Line."

Sam sighed. "And thank God for that. I need to be at an event in an hour, and they said I needed to look smart. When do I not look smart?"

"Uhm, probably when you agreed to a Captain America Lube Line. There were just so many options."

"I didn’t agree to it; my assistant did. How many times do I have to say it before you guys believe me?"

You laughed. "Thanks for coming."

Sam straightened up in his chair. "Of course. Why your office, though?"

"Only place I don’t have to worry about Cap fans or Bucky. Would’ve called, but I know better than to ask about missions over the phone."

"What did he do?"

You sighed. "Nothing, really. He had a freak-out with Leo, but after that, he's been fine. It's probably nothing, and I'm worried for no reason, but..."

"If he’s not okay, he’ll try his best to hide it from you," Sam interrupted.

You nodded.

"The mission was good. Everything went well, and he seemed fine."

You let out a shaky breath. "Okay. I was afraid you’d say that."

Concern etched onto Sam’s face. "Afraid?"

You looked up at him. "I know he looks fine and is acting fine too, but something feels off, Sam. It’s just frustrating that I can’t figure it out. It’s frustrating that Bucky seems to be putting on a show."

"Did you talk to him?"

You scoffed. "Obviously, but he said he’s fine. Everything’s good. He lost his house keys too."

"Y/N—"

"Sam, I know it could happen to anyone, but Bucky knows where his spare key is. When I asked him about the keys, he didn’t even mention thinking about getting the spare one."

Before you could spiral further, Sam stopped you. "He probably forgot about it. All of us forget things, that’s normal. Bucky does have hard times after missions. It could be that, or he’ll end up telling you what’s wrong in a day or two. You’ve just got to let him come to you."

You nodded. "Yeah, you’re right."

Sam sighed. "Listen, if you’re worried, I’ll talk to him tomorrow, see if anything seems weird to me."

You smiled. "Thank you, really."

"Of course. Let me know if there’s anything else you need me for. I need to leave to look 'smart.'"

You laughed. "I’m sure you can pull it off."

"If you need me, you know you can—"

"Yep, yep, I know."

---

"Y/N?"

You turned to the voice at the door and smiled. "Hey."

"Hey, what are you doing?"

You wiped your hands on the side of your apron and walked toward him. "I made dinner for us. Thought I'd surprise you with a home date."

You laughed at Bucky's confused look before guiding him to his chair.

"I know things have been weird since you came back. I just want us to forget about the weirdness and go back to the way things were."

Bucky smiled before he pulled you to sit on his lap. "I want that too. I love you." Just as he leaned in for a kiss, you pulled away. "Sorry, the steak’s going to burn."

You rushed back to the stove and plated everything. Bucky opened a bottle of wine as you placed the plates on the table and sat across from him.

"This looks amazing, sweetheart," Bucky praised.

"Dig in!"

You watched as Bucky took his first bite and sighed in delight. "Mmm, so good."

You laughed. "You're so silly."

You both ate in silence, exchanging shy smiles each time one of you caught the other staring.

"You know, you still haven’t told me any stories from the mission. You always love telling me about them." You pouted.

Bucky intertwined his fingers with yours. "I'm sorry, must have slipped my mind. The mission was good. I got all the intel I needed. Hydra was a bitch as usual, surprise, surprise."

You laughed when Bucky rolled his eyes.

"Do you remember me talking about Triple S?" Bucky asked.

You shook your head.

"Ah, well, they’re trying to do something with the super soldier serum again."

You nodded and finished your glass of wine. "Want more?" you asked as you got up to get another bottle. "Nah, I’m fine."

You retrieved another bottle from the fridge and opened it. "You're a good Bucky."

Bucky laughed. "A good Bucky? You're already slurring your words, sweetheart. Should you be drinking more?"

You shook your head and pointed at him. "No, I meant what I said. You look just like him."

The drop in his expression sent a chill down your spine.

"You don’t know what you’re talking about." The change in his tone was alarming, but you knew you were getting close, so you prodded further.

You laughed. "I know Bucky better than I’ve known anyone my whole life. And if you really were him, you’d know that Bucky would never share mission details with me. Or call me sweetheart."

Your heart pounded as the man stood up, slamming his fists on the table, his eyes burning with anger.

"A plus on the looks, but you’re nothing like my Bucky."

He lunged toward you, his metal fingers wrapping around your neck. "What did you do?" The man who looked just like your husband asked, his tone so low it was easily masked under your heavy breaths. "Tell me where he is."

He laughed as he increased the pressure around your neck. "I know there are people coming, Y/N. Call. Them. Off."

"Tell me where Bucky is," you choked out, your fingers gripping his wrist, trying to focus on your breathing.

"You’re forgetting that I can snap your neck right now." He increased the pressure and pushed you up before slamming you into the wall. You shrieked in pain, feeling the blood trickling down your face. "Even if they find him, he’ll come back to find his wife long gone. Do you want that? Do you want your husband to find you torn apart limb for limb, huh?"

Before you could reply, you heard a crash, and you fell to the floor. You slumped against the wall, gasping for breath, barely able to see as blood clouded your vision, and all the noise around you made you dizzier.

Your body felt weak, your head pounding with pain. You struggled to keep your eyes open. You heard Sam’s voice. You heard him calling your name as if he were miles away, but you could see bits of him in your blurred vision.

Before you slipped into unconsciousness, all you could manage to say was, "We have to find Bucky."

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ssweetleaf · 10 months ago

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graphic nature.

summary: you’re a sex worker, and ray finds you selling your body for time, something he’s told you he doesn’t want you doing again.

raymond leon x fem!reader

includes: SMUT 18+, shit ending be warned, handcuffs, slapping, ray’s in love but he just can’t show it :((

a/n: so this is kinda weird, i don’t know where this came from, i didn’t have the energy to really finish it, so if it seems rushed, that’s because it is lol, maybe I’ll write a part 2 if i feel like it.

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With not a lot of time on your hands, there was a big reason why you did what you did. And however frowned upon your job description was, it kept you alive, kept you fed— kept you with a healthy wad of time on your wrist.

Roaming in the wealthy streets of New Greenwich offered you countless men to spend the night with, prostituting yourself in exchange for a hefty fee, a couple weeks, hell, maybe months worth of time clocked onto your watch once you were done.

So, like any other night, you waited, clad in a pretty dress and pantyhose, garters showing, all lacey and cute— in no time a patron drove up beside you, window down and sleeves rolled up, making sure the ticking of his years were on show.

You were about to bend down, lean against the door of his car, give him a few of your usual lines, a teasing smile playing on your lips while he offered to take you back to a hotel suite.

But not today, it seemed.

“Can’t begin to count how many times I’ve found you doin’ this, y/n,” the familiar voice sighed mockingly, and you turned to find him, Ray, the most well-known time keeper of the area, and your most loyal customer. “Just can’t seem to get it in that dumb brain of yours that what you’re doing is illegal.”

You turned back to the man in front of you, only to soon have him realise who had caught you, speeding off down the highway in his stupidly flash car, leaving the timekeeper to chuckle from behind you, the leather of his coat squeaking when he decided to cross his arms.

“What’re you gonna do, Ray?” You rolled your eyes, stepping closer towards him as if trying to intimate him in some way, though your attempts were futile. “You gonna arrest me?”

He smirked, cockily running his tongue along his teeth, smacking his lips before giving you a pout, one to mock you, to make you feel small.

“Y’know, sweetheart, maybe I will.” He hummed, slowly moving in closer, faces merely centimetres apart, mouth so mind-numbingly close to yours, your eyes staring dumbly at his pretty lips, all plump and glistening from running his tongue along—

With a sudden harshness, he spun you around, bending you over and pressing you firmly against the hood of his car. Your cheek smooshed against it while he took both of your wrists and pinned them behind your back, the jingle of handcuffs rang through your ears when he opened them up, slipping them over your wrists before tightening them with a sharp click on each side.

The metal dug into the flesh of your wrists, biting raw rings around them when you tugged and squirmed.

“You-” you started, struggling from under his gaze, one of his palms pressed to the space between your shoulders, keeping you in place. “You can’t do this, Raymond!”

Ray chuckled, pressing closer towards you, leaning his face against your cheek when he hovered over your back.

“I’m a timekeeper, honey,” he cooed mockingly, tip of his tongue grazing the shell of your ear and it caused a shiver to run along the length of your spine. “I can do whatever the fuck I want.”

You whined, huffing out a breath, tugging and tugging at your restraints as if somehow they’d just slip from your wrists with no problem.

“Besides, I thought I told you,” he ran his tongue along his lips, smacking his spit, breath fanning along your neck. “Only I get to touch you, you’re my whore and you work for me, you understand?”

You stayed silent.

He huffed out a breath, disappointed in your lack of participation, spinning you around so your back was against the hood instead, bringing his big palm up to your cheek in a sharp, searing smack, heavy and painful enough to jolt your head to one side.

You whimpered at the sting, feeling your cheek bloom with the welt, the warmth of his handprint still heavy on your skin.

“Let me say this nice and slow for you, sweetheart— I know you’re just too stupid to understand,” he clutched at your throat, fingers closing against the sides of your throat, squeezing almost mind-numbingly. “I said. Do. You. Understand?”

He punctuated his speech with little squeezes to your throat, your breathing laboured from the constriction, wanting so desperately to claw at his wrists, but those stupid handcuffs got in the way.

“Yes,” you choked out, nodding as best as you could, lashes fluttering from the lack of oxygen. “I-I understand, Ray.”

“Good girl,” he pouted, cooing at you mockingly and shaking your head from side to side. “wasn’t so hard was it, dumb girl?”

From the position you were in, you could get a good look at him. You had missed him- missed this, you hadn’t seen him for a while, his mind occupied on chasing down a certain Will Salas, of course he had made you promise to stay loyal, to not seek any men to take you home, to accept any form of touch that wasn’t his, but how were you supposed to agree? Your time was ticking, you couldn’t afford to mope around and wait for him, you had to work, to seek wealthy men and drain them of their time in exchange for sex.

“Missed you,” you spoke, barely above a whisper, eyes flitting over his form watching his jaw clench and nostrils flare. He couldn’t meet your stare.

“M’takin’ you home,” he muttered, pushing you by the shoulders and swinging the passenger door open.

“Will you at least take these cuffs off?” You pouted, turning your head to bat your lashes at him from over your shoulder. His lip quirked up in a smirk, sponging an oddly chaste kiss to your cheek before pressing his mouth against the shell of your ear. Your breath hitched.

“Not a chance.”

Raymond drove you to his apartment, it wasn’t the first time you had seen the place, in fact you had become quite familiar with it— little glimpses of Ray’s life littered the space, his taste somewhat minimalistic, but oddly homely.

He pressed you against his front door once it clicked closed, hands still awkwardly positioned and you struggled in a feeble attempt to break free from your restraint.

Ray’s mouth was on yours in an instant, mostly tongue and teeth, spit trickling down your chin at the rough attack of it all. He cradled your jaw in his hands, suckling your tongue between his lips, groaning at the breathy sighs you emitted.

“All mine,” he murmured against your mouth, pulling away to give your cheek a slap, a silver string of spit still connecting your mouths together. “Say it. Say you’re mine.”

Your tongue swiped over your swollen lips, eyes hooded, completely submerged in the will to submit.

“M’yours,” you whimpered. He slapped you once more and your cheek bloomed with heat.

“Again, say it again.”

“M’yours, Ray—” you leaned forward to nudge your nose against his. “all yours.”

He sighed, the sound akin to a whimper when you uttered his name, his lashes fluttered and he pressed his pelvis firmly against your belly.

He was hard. So fucking hard, and your mouth watered, longing for it to be in your mouth, the taste of his pre-cum on your tongue, just lapping and suckling for as long as you could handle.

“Feel what you do to me, baby,” he groaned, grinding against you, fingers tangling in your hair and his lips on your jaw. “S’all your fault.”

You bit at your lip to suppress a needy moan when he shrugged his leather coat from his shoulders, hands back on you again in an instant.

“Thought I told you to wait for me, sweetheart,” he spoke, brows furrowing and you itched to smooth the crease out with the pad of your thumb. “thought I told you to stop whorin’ around.”

Ray’s hand slipped to your throat, fingers and thumb pressing against the sides of your neck, leaving your head all swirly and light.

You frowned, choking out your words between breaths.

“I don’t have the time to wait for you.”

He was selfish, too much of a coward to take care of you and settle down with you instead of fucking promises out of your mouth, having you say you’re his when he wasn’t even yours.

It frustrated you.

“Oh, it’s time you want?” He chuckled dryly, “gee, honey, thought I wasn’t just one of your customers.”

He lifted his sleeve, the seconds on his arm ticking downward— tickticktick, until he reached behind you and pressed his wrist against your own.

The seconds, minutes, hours all went down in a blur, transferring to your time, adding on a hefty amount.

You gasped, trying to push him away as his life span quickly became merely hours.

“Raymond-” you struggled in his grip. “Raymond, stop it!”

He pulled away, his clock down to an hour, that was all. Fifty-nine minutes and fifty-seven seconds, fifty-six, fifty-five…

“See,” he breathed, pushing your hair to tuck behind your ear, “now you have all the time in the world.”

#raymond leon x reader #raymond leon smut #raymond Leon blurb #Raymond Leon imagine #cillian murphy blurb #cillian murphy smut #cillian murphy imagine #cillian murphy x reader

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d1s1ntegrated · 4 months ago

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If you don’t mind, can you do one of Mr.Compress?

Thx!

AAA! this might be a bit OOC just cause i dont know compress like that LOL. these r just some of my personal HCS!!

mr. compress/atsuhiro hcs! (some nsfw!)

first things first, atsu is such a GENTLEMAN. holds doors, puts your shoes on for you, pours your glass before his, etc. he is a big fan of chivalry.

he loves to read mystery-thrillers

his favorite drink is ACTUALLY a hot toddy despite what most people would think.

he's very skilled with his hands. he likes to make sure his clothes are very well-fitted so he learned how to sew and tailor really young.

hes a very traditional lover despite being so villainous. even if you can't show face in public, he'll make sure that you two have very romantic dinner dates, rose petals and all, candlelit (at home) picnics, etc.

he loves turtleneck sweaters like deadass he thinks they're so comfy

dad jokes all the way

and really really shitty knock knock jokes

he's so fucking corny sometimes but in a cute way

he ain't the charismatic villain for nothing. he's a class-A FLIRTTTTT

he doesn't take the mask off often. sometimes you like that though.

he is a MISSIONARY man. but in the sluttiest way possible. kissing, licking, nibbling down your neck.

also likes to give you little scares during sex as a joke-

"i'm going to fill you up, my love. you're going to have my babies"

pulls out at the second

when he does take the mask off, my fucking god, he is so beautiful

this man has a 10-step skincare routine, because he knows that wearing his balaclava and mask all the time clogs his pores

he smells so fucking good too, like cashmere and amber and vanilla, but with a smoky top note that just...GOD FUCK MM he smells divine.

he knows he's attractive in a sense, but has severe facial dysmorphia due to the facial coverings. so when you call him handsome, he still blushes like crazy.

his favorite color is burgundy, not yellow like his coat.

more importantly he likes when YOU wear burgundy.

he's definitely taken his hat off and said "milady" to you before but you laughed at him too hard and he stopped doing it

says "for the bit" unironically

and other long ass words like "pulchritudinous".

he's really such a cutie patootie

i think this made me realize some things about compress...anyways! i hope this was good i tried my best ╰(*´︶`*)╯♡

#myposts #bnha #mha #my hero academia #mr compress #sako atsuhiro #mr compress smut #compress x reader #mr compress x reader #sako atsuhiro x reader #mha x reader #mr compress hcs #myhcs #myasks

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accio-victuuri · 3 days ago

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BURN AFTER READING. 🍭🍬

i have never made a post with this title before, but i have shared some cpn/speculation that deserve to be burned after reading. lol. this term is often used by cpfs for a candy or info related to the boys that may be “dangerous” — so you have to get rid of it after reading. but for my version of it, let’s describe it as something that is a level up from galaxy brain cpn. it’s the kind of cpn you will think twice or thrice before making up your mind about. 💫

we have (2) topics here and just a disclaimer that i am not confirming anything here. this content is for cpf only. don’t take it seriously!

(1) Who is An Huibo 安慧博?

fans noticed that there was a “stand in” credited for the we and life of us music videos and that is this person. think of it as a body double. it makes sense cause aside from that scene in WE, there are times that xz’s figure is against a backdrop so maybe they needed someone to do that. the clowning began when people were thinking about, what if the other xz in WE mv is actually WYB ⬇️⬇️⬇️

i can think of a couple of different reasons why this could be false but the strongest explanation for me is that xz will not allow wyb to so something like this. he is very superstitious. even if this is just acting, he will not allow them to act out a scene of betrayal. that for me is enough to shut this all down. but on the flipside, maybe wyb wanted him (xz) to play his first villain role opposite him in this music video.

now we have the reasons why fans think this is something worth looking at:

1. XZ and this An Huibo are the only 2 credited actors for both MVs. so it seems kinda special.

2. The director of this is LIN, the same one who directed WYB’s redmi advertisement. There are some CPNs both were made at the same studio. Which makes sense cause LIN has his own shooting studio. There is another separate CPN about this but the gist is we think this director is familiar with both of them. So XZ may be comfortable enough to bring WYB along and even include him in the video.

3. It may not be WYB himself, but he used that name to troll us. It’s so close, Huibo. Yibo.

4. I saw this explanation as well:

If "Anhuibo" is read according to the French transliteration as An Huibo, it would approximately read:

[ã чi bɔ]

·ã: similar to "ang";

·qi: similar to "wei" in Chinese, but lighter and soft;

·bo: similar to "wave", slightly shorter.

5. As a CPF, it’s so easy for our alarm bells to ring if you read that name. An alias of sorts for Bobo. some are saying he used this kind of jumbled name to combat the bad aura of their scene together. Since he is superstitious, this removes yibo’s name and identity as the stand in who stabbed XZ’s character. if that makes sense.

maybe we will know more when they release the behind the scenes video. that is if they show who this stand in is. let’s add this to the bjyx clowning vault in the meantime.

(2) XZ look-alike in the recent GRA

i was talking to @rainbowsky about this and my initial reaction was, cpn aside, i’m surprised at how people notice these things! which i actually should be used to considering turtle’s attention to detail, but still!

so here is the “evidence”

👀👀👀👀

like all other turtles, i’m someone who has stared at tons of photos of XZ. so i can totally understand why people would look twice at this person. i get i. i was staring at this photo for so long as well. however most of the cpfs comment on this is against this candy and they have valid reasons:

1. Why would he attend and be in the audience? XZ is someone lowkey so if he was there to accompany WYB, he will be backstage. Yes he is brave, but not like this — which seems almost careless.

2. There are names on the chair, so it’s not like anyone can just sit there casually.

3. Even if you believe in the probability, CPFs don’t wanna talk much about it cause it can be anti material. Saying XZ has to hide and can’t show his face in GRA. or why is he even there incognito when he doesn’t even have a project nominated. You all know how it goes, antis can twist the narrative. Plus we don’t want to accidentally expose them if this was true. We should not observe too much and post about it cause it will make it harder for them to do something similar in the future.

4. How did this person go unnoticed? Everyone had to get inside the security and there are cameras everywhere. He should have removed his cap and mask which — it’s impossible for someone to not notice XZ ( or is it? ). another thing is maybe he went to a diff entrance??

5. Some are washing it and saying it’s Yibo’s MUA.

Please take that last point i mentioned and carry it over to the reason why this look alike is sus. People are able to confirm that this is not WYB’s MUA because he was wearing a different cap. Even the hair and daresay the ears are not the same. and why would a MUA even be there? If WYB needs touch ups then they should do it backstage. If for some reason it has to be while the broadcast and recording was not on or was on a break, he should not sit there and act like a guest.

Yibo’s MUA, Wang Yiduo has been with him for years. He has years of experience being around celebrities and attending these events before WYB. So he knows the decorum. He will not sit there and act like a guest just because he feels like it.

I’m curious too, who is this person who can walk in— in an event filled with people that are dressed up and then come in with a mask and casual clothes. To be allowed to sit there. Who is special enough? Probably a celebrity? and that’s why some think it could be XZ. Even the staff and assistants during the event are dressed up which made this person stand out. As for the CPN explanation, it’s nice to think that XZ is so proud of Yibo’s nomination that he has to be there. He will find a way to be in the audience and witness this special moment. 💕

I think this can easily be analyzed more if we have the video but i don’t have time to rewatch the whole GRA and wait for this cut. Cause i wanna know if it’s even there, that’s how much we question things here! 🤣 It’s so sus to me that we only have the screenshots and no video when CPFs are notorious for having concrete evidence. personally, it reminds me of the SDC3 incident but this one is still pretty outrageous considering it is a public event.

take what you want with this information. and as always, when it comes to BJYX: ⬇️⬇️⬇️⬇️

sources: one/ two

#yizhan #bjyx #there is no science here i’m just clowning like i always do

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ash5monster01 · 6 months ago

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could you write todd helping reader in english? like helping her with poetry or just regular homework. also, they are already dating ❤️ im a sucker for established relationships im sorry lol

Study Buddies

Pairing: Todd Anderson x FemReader

Warnings: established relationship, fluff, some language, just sweetness

Summary: Being a student at Welton is difficult and even more so when you already struggle with most of your classes. Thank God you have a sweet boyfriend who is always so willing to help.

word count: 700

Masterlist

The groan you let out immediately causes Todd to lift his head and scan the library for any onlookers. Deer in headlights like always just at the thought of someone paying a semblance of attention to him. You shake your head as you watch him, dropping the pencil in your hand as you completely give up on the assignment in front of you. When Todd realizes the coast is clear he finally turns his attention towards you.

“What’s wrong now?” he curiously asks and you wonder how he ever got comfortable around you if he panicked like that over just a couple of curious looks.

“This homework is impossible. I give up” you tell him, eyes glancing at the chemistry you no longer cared about. Even if you could figure out what all of it meant, the amount you had been given was absurd.

“You don’t give up, you just need a second to collect your thoughts” he says, voice his normal quiet and hushed tone and you watch as his hand reaches and slides the book back towards you. “Give it another go”

“I’d rather die” but the pointed look he gives you convinces you to pick back up the pencil and stare at the images on the page.

“I don’t get it” you pout, half annoyed and half on the verge of tears. Welton was hard, you knew that, but it still broke your spirits just the same.

“Let me see” he says, scooting close enough that his knee bumps against your own. He’s a fool if he thinks there’s any chance you’ll pay attention to your homework now. Not when your extremely adorable boyfriend is now this close to you.

“Oh well that’s easy, here look” but when Todd’s eyes look up to meet your own he can see you’re no longer interested in whatever he’s trying to show you. The look makes his ears tint pink and you can’t help but smile.

“Todd, I don’t want to do my homework anymore” you coo, leaning your face close to him. His head swings again, searching to see if anyone was peaking in on this private interaction. He freezes when your hand reaches up and stops him.

“W-we have to study” he tells you but you let out a soft ‘shh’. Stopping his stuttering and brushing your nose against his own. His face is fire truck red in an instant.

“I’d rather kiss you” you say, hot breath fanning across his lips and you can feel his mouth opening and closing, struggling to find words in this very moment. You love how shy he can still get around you.

“You gonna stop me?” you whisper and he shakes his head in your hand, yearning for it just as much as you. With your grip still on his chin you tip his mouth up and towards your own, sealing it against you.

The soft sigh he lets out causes you to grin against his lips before closing them around his again. You kiss him briefly but enough to make him dizzy. When you pull away his eyes are closed, mind reeling and now suddenly desperate to get far away from here. You chuckle to yourself lightly, watching as he processes the moment between you.

“Can you help me with number 6?” you ask and his eyes snap open, trying to recover from the whiplash you’ve just given him. He’s a mumbling mess, head snapping between you and the text book and you offer him as innocent a grin you can muster.

“Everything okay?” you curiously ask and he smiles, laughing lightly to himself and mentally cursing himself for always falling into your traps. It made sense you were the only girl who was able to lock him down.

“Everything’s just fine” he says, sliding back close and leaning to look at the question. You watch him intently, waiting as he processes the words.

“Okay, listen close” he starts and you grin, eyes casting over the page as you’re now prepared for him to explain. He was right you definitely needed a second to collect your thoughts.

Best mini break ever.

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jiniretracha · 3 months ago

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𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐀𝐥𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐦𝐲 - Jeon Jungkook (5)

Pairing: Jeon Jungkook x fem!reader / Park Jimin x fem!reader (but not quite, you'll see)

Warnings: Angst, Fluff, Future smut

Summary: You were supposed to spend your happily ever after with Jeon Jungkook... until a family issue causes him to leave and a sudden break up leaves you bereft in the arms of your best friend, Park Jimin.

Word count: 6.2k

PS: this is heavily entirely inspired in the last two episode of True Beauty (so consider this a huge spoiler if you haven't seen it) cause i've been a fan of it since it came out and I just had to do something about it lol

MASTERLIST // my Ko-Fi // SERIES MASTERLIST

CHAPTER 5: 𝐒𝐨 𝐇𝐢𝐠𝐡 𝐒𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐥

You plopped on your bed with a content sigh and you felt Crookshanks hopping on the bed and purring next to you.

“Hi, baby” you cooed. “You notice I’m happy, don’t you?”

You chuckled at how your cat was looking at you. He obviously sensed a change of feeling from how he was used to seeing you.

Your fingers scratched his head and smiled at him. “Yeah… I think I’m the happiest since we’ve met, aren’t I?”

Crookshanks was startled when your phone started vibrating in your bag and you quickly took it out.

The smile that spread across your face was worth more than a thousand words.

You accepted the call and raised your phone up to your ear. “Hey, Jungkook” you tried to hide your happiness.

“Hey, Jagi” he replied and your stomach kicked with butterflies inside. “Did you get home alright?”

“Yeah, I was just hanging out with Crookshanks” you told him.

Jungkook frowned. “Huh? Who’s Crookshanks?” he asked, confused. “Don’t tell me you got a cat and named it after Harry Potter?”

“Yeah. I think Hermione’s the coolest, so…” you shrugged and you could hear him chuckle at the other end of the line.

Jungkook sighed. “Well, I’m glad you got home okay… I- I’m sorry if I got too ahead of myself and called you instead of waiting for your text. I just wanted to hear your voice, you know?” he told you, and you could feel the shyness in his voice.

You laughed and shook your head. “It’s okay”

“What are you doing tomorrow?” he asked you.

“Why do you ask?” you said, trying to play hard to get.

“So I can see you” he immediately told you.

You let out a hummed laugh. “You know, it still feels surreal… you know, that you’re here and all” you told him.

“Yeah. I know” he said and smiled.

“I’ll see you tomorrow, Kook” you said softly.

You felt him sigh and you smiled.

“What?”

“I just… missed you hearing you call me Kook” he said. “That’s all”

“Well… Kook, I have work tomorrow, just so you know. And I got an early shift, so if you let me, I gotta go have some dinner and go to sleep” you said, eyeing the digital clock on your nightstand. “And I still wanna finish the last episode of Mare of Easttown”

“Again?” he chuckled. “You’ve seen that show three millions times at least”

“It’s so good! Kate Winslet is such a MILF in that one” you sigh.

Jungkook laughs and shakes his head. “If you say so” he tells you. “Have a good night, Jagiya”

“Good night, love” you smiled and then it fell.

You just called him love, like you used to.

You felt Jungkook’s breath hitch in his throat from your side of the call and you quickly pressed the red button to end it.

With a whine, you covered your face with your hands and prayed he wouldn’t take it as a sign that you were giving in to him so easily.

Which you were, but he didn’t have to know that yet.

「 ✦ 𝐈 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐬𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐡 𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐥 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐈 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮

𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐝 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐲𝐨𝐮 ✦ 」

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟

Jimin sat that night with his bandmates, looking at the ground with heavy shoulders.

“Okay, you gotta do A minor there, and then a C… no, you’re doing an F there” Yoongi said to the leader of the group, Namjoon.

“I don’t know what I’m doing wrong!” he whines.

“You’re playing a totally different chord, take a look at the papers” Yoongi scolded him.

Hobi chuckles. “Yoongi, take it easy man” he said, slapping his palm on his hyung’s shoulder.

“Sorry…” he mutters.

Jimin wasn’t even paying one ounce of attention to the conversation. Instead, he was replaying memories from the night before, specifically the talk he had with Jungkook.

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 THE NIGHT BEFORE 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟

“Why did you have to come out right then and there?” Jimin asked Jungkook, angrily, as he watched his friend down a soju shot. “You stole my moment”

Jungkook frowns and pulls his face back. “The hell does that mean, Jimin?”

Jimin just rolls his eyes. “Whatever” he muttered. “It was my last chance” he sighed. “You know… what I’ve been wanting to do for two years and I couldn’t find the guts to do. To tell her how I feel. That's what I mean, and I’m finally doing it now” he said and poured himself another soju shot.

Jungkook eyed him curiously and pressed his lips together. He understood him. He felt the exact same way about you, how could he not understand Jimin?

“I knew I’d get rejected” Jimin says after a while.

Jungkook looked up at him.

“I just… I just felt like I had to try” he said and Jungkook could see the slight watering in his eyes.

“And did you?”

“What?”

“Get rejected” Jungkook replies.

Jimin chuckles. “Y/N’s too much of a sweetheart to do so… but I guess I did” he said. “Get rejected, I mean”

Jungkook nods and downs another soju shot.

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 PRESENT DAY 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟

Jimin let out a frustrated breath at the memory from the night before and he felt his phone vibrating in his pocket.

He took it out and saw that you were calling him

“Hey…” he answered the call, leaving the room, ignoring his friends’ stare.

“Jimin…” you said sternly.

He forced himself to smile. “What? Don’t tell me it didn’t work”

He heard you sigh. “It did, Jimin. I mean! I just got to talk to him and I guess we’re civil now” you said.

“Okay, a win is a win, right?” Jimin smirks.

“Yeah, if you say so” you said and he swears he can see you shrug. “I just had to say something to you”

Jimin felt his heartbeat quickening in expectation. “What is it, Y/N?”

“I wanted to say thank you and… I’m sorry” you said.

Jimin chuckled. “Why thank you and why sorry?” he asked. “There’s nothing to be sorry about. I mean, I’m not gonna lie. I always knew you weren’t over Jungkook. So… don’t feel sorry”

He could feel how bad you felt from the other side of the line and he hated it. It wasn’t his intention at all.

“I knew it, Y/N. I knew that I wasn’t going to fit in your heart because there was simply no space for me” he put it softly.

“Well… still. I’m sorry, Chim” you replied.

“Then, I’m sorry for confusing you by telling you how I feel” he states.

“No, you don’t have to apologize for it. I’m glad you did” you told him. “You’ve always insisted on me to say the things I keep in my chest. It applies to you, too”

Jimin chuckled. “I guess I’m just too wise. Aren’t I?”

“The wisest” you replied.

Jimin nods with a chuckle. “And, as to my rejection, I guess it’s easier to let go after you’ve been rejected” he shrugs. “I’m preparing my debut with Hobi, Nam and Yoongi and that means I’m gonna be very busy to think about you” he jokes.

You let out a laugh. “Well, don’t. You have a friend group that you’ll be leaving behind. What would Seokjin do without you?” you asked him. “He’ll cut his own ball sack!”

“Yeah… I guess that boy loves me too much” he sighed.

“My favourite bro-mance” you chuckled.

Jimin looked at the hour on his phone and his eyes widened. “You have an early shift tomorrow. Go to sleep!”

“Yes, mom” you muttered annoyed. “You’re so bossy”

“You know me” he says cheekily. “Okay, I’ll text you tomorrow. I have to get back or else Namjoon’s gonna have my head”

“Go, go. I prefer you with a head, anyways” you snorted. “Good night, Chimmie”

“Good night, Y/N”

Jimin ended the call and shoved his phone inside his pocket with a little sigh.

He took a deep breath and turned his body to get inside the practice room, ready to get his head off from you by singing and complaining with his bandmates.

But before he could do that, he received a text from Seokjin.

Seokjin: hey, how did that plan go?

He smiled. Seokjin meant so much to him.

Jimin: it went well. like we all knew it would, i guess

Seokjin: and how are YOU doing?

Jimin: as well as I can be

Seokjin: do you want me to pick you up from practice? I can make you some nice ramen

Jimin: not you buying my time with food, Jin

Seokjin: come on, you love it

Jimin laughed out loud and typed back.

Jimin: you know i do :)

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟

You walked with a tired sigh up the steps to the salon with Karina and found Nari sitting by the reserved vanity.

You frowned at Karina who gave you a shrug, she was just as confused as you were as to why that brat was there.

Your boss came walking towards the two of you and gave you a knowing look.

“Hey, girls. I know… that girl’s a pain in the butt and all, but could you be the kindest angels on earth and please be a replacement for the make up team?” she pleaded. “Somi and Jisoo cancelled today, apparently they’re stuck in traffic and Nari has to get to the Fashion Show in ten minutes” she told you.

You and Karina looked at each other and faked a smile.

“Of course we can” Karina nodded.

“Yeah” you added.

Your boss gasped and grabbed your hand and Karina’s. “Thank you, girls!” she said and walked away.

You looked at Karina and let out a huff. “Okay, so, to the count of three, we kill ourselves?” you asked her.

Karina gave you a nod. “Yeah, highest building or we find something sharp enough to pierce the neck?”

“I’m voting both”

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟

Inside the van, Karina was putting on Nari’s earrings, while the model eyed you up and down as you were tidying up the make up kit.

“So… Y/N” she said and you could feel the disgust in her tone. “Are you and Jimin dating?”

You looked up from the make up kit and looked at her. Again with the same shit?

“No, we aren’t, Nari” you said, shaking your head.

Nari chuckled and clasped her hands together. “Ah, that’s a relief. I mean… no offense. He wouldn’t if he had working eyes”

You looked up at Karina who was glaring at Nari. “Right, yeah. Jimin does have working eyes, and that’s exactly why he wouldn’t go for just anybody” you said and continued with your task in hand.

Nari gasped and then scoffed. “Face mist!” she said, snapping her fingers.

You grabbed it quickly and sprayed it over her face.

She faked a cough and looked at you. “God, I didn’t ask for a sauna” she rolled her eyes and you placed the mist back into the kit, taking deep breaths.

You had to calm down because you were thinly close to punching her in the face.

When the van stopped, the driver opened the sliding door and Nari sighed.

“I’m craving Gimbap, I’m so hungry” Nari cried.

Your boss gave Karina a smile and handed her a card. “Karina, would you go and-”

“No, not her” Nari shook her head. “Y/N, you go” she told you.

You arched an eyebrow. Why me?

“Um, is there any reason why Karina shouldn’t go?” your boss asked.

“No, Y/N’s closer to the door, don’t you think?” Nari asked, faking an innocent tone.

You licked your lips and forced a smile. “Of course, what kind of Gimbap did you want?” you asked her, faking kindness.

She placed her finger on her lip and pretended to think. “Cheese Gimbap” she nodded.

Karina handed you the card and you went to buy the brat the goddamn Gimbap she wanted.

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟

When you reached the store, you ordered exactly what Nari had asked you and waited until it was ready.

You felt your phone vibrating in your pocket and you took it out.

The butterflies in your stomach flew all around as you took a look at who was calling you.

“Hey, Jungkook” you smiled.

“Hi, Jagi” he exhaled. “Where are you right now?” he asked.

“I’m currently at a Gimbap store because the bitch that I work for was too nagging and wanted food” you muttered.

You could feel Jungkook felt bad for you on the other side of the line. “Oh, baby. I’m so sorry” he told you.

“It’s okay. I can text you my location, I’m off after this, so…” you shrugged.

“Great, yeah” Jungkook replied, clearly excited. “But tell me more about this… bitch that’s been bothering you. Do I have to step in?” he asked.

You chuckled at his protectiveness. Some things never change. “No, no, it’s okay. I can handle it. I have Karina with me. Though she can’t do much about it, she’s working here too, so…” you shrug. “I just have to deal with the bitchiness, I guess”

“That’s not right, you know?” Jungkook points out and you could hear him shuffling in his car.

“Yeah, well, what can I do? They pay me well” you told him with a chuckle. “And she’s really into Jimin to the point that she’s jealous of me for being his friend”

“Really? And what does Jimin think about her?” he asked you.

You faked a gag. “God, Jimin fucking hates her. And I don’t blame him at all. The brat’s insufferable” you told him and you could hear him laugh. “Today, she asked for Gimbap, as I told you, and my boss told Karina to go. But no, the princess, who hates me, had to step up and tell me in front of everybody that I had to go”

“God, I know gender violence is wrong and I’ve been taught not to do that to women but this girl is tempting me” he warned. “Nobody gets to treat you like this”

Your heart warmed. “You’re so sweet”

“No. I’m serious. You are so kind to everybody and just because that girl’s jealous of you, which I get it, honestly, because you’re breathtaking, fucking perfect and a dream if you ask me, only because you’re friends with Jimin? Yeah no… hard pass” Jungkook said and you were left there, blushed and wanting to kick your feet at how he was complimenting you. “Jagiya? You there?”

“Yeah, sorry” you cleared your throat. “Um, yeah, no. I know I don’t deserve it. Nobody does”

“I know, baby”

Can he just stop making you want to giggle like a teen?

“Kook, I have to go, my order’s here and I have to get this back to the brat as soon as possible” you told him.

“Okay, babe. I’m on my way” he said.

“Great, bye”

“Bye, Jagi” he said and cut the call.

God bless Jeon Jungkook.

「 ✦ 𝐈'𝐦 𝐭𝐫𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐥𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐬

𝐂𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐈 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐬𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐡 𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐥 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐈 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮

𝐁𝐮𝐭, 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 ✦ 」

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟

You got back with the order, trying to jog back to the van as fast as you could.

“Here! Cheese Gimbap” you said and handed her the bag with food.

Nari sighed and grabbed the box. She opened it and then gasped.

“Wh-what’s wrong?” Your boss asked.

“There’s cucumber in these. Why didn’t you ask them to take it out?” Nari spat.

“You didn’t tell her to take the cucumber out, Nari” Karina said to her.

“Should I get a new one?” you asked her.

Nari rolled her eyes and handed her the box. “No need, I’m freaking starving so just take the cucumber out yourself” she said and whipped her hair over her shoulder.

With a scoff, you glared at her. “You take it out” you said to her.

Nari looked at you up and down and let out a chuckle. “Should I be taking the cucumber out of my Gimbap? You’re the assistant here”

“Yeah, assistant. Not your slave! You take it out, do you not have hands?” you asked her, quoting Jimin. “I didn’t study cosmetology to take cucumber out of a gimbap!”

Nari was staring at you wide eyed and her mouth hanging open. “Are you crazy? Do you wanna get fired?”

“Oh God, I’d rather quit than get fired by you!” you spat, throwing the gimbap inside the van.

Karina was staring at you with a huge smile.

“You’re just an insolent brat with no personality. You think that being mean to your staff makes you a respectable person? No, it just makes you a bitch with no self-awareness” you yelled at her.

The driver came to stand by your side and looked at Nari. “Hey, Nari, what's going on?” he asked her.

She pretended to get emotional with the situation and you rolled your eyes. “This- this girl just-”

“Oh God, here it goes again” you muttered.

“Hey, what is your problem?” the driver said and you turned around, to find out he was talking to you. “What did you do to her?”

“Okay, that’s enough. Nari you need to stop, too” your boss said.

“Why do you keep putting on a show?” you asked Nari with anger in your voice.

“Have you lost it? What did you just say to her?” the driver asked and pushed your shoulder, making you stumble backwards, almost colliding with the floor.

“Hey!” you heard a masculine voice and suddenly, the driver was pinned against the van. Your eyes widened when you saw Jungkook holding him by the collar with a livid expression. His jaw was clenched and his eyes were wide with rage. “What the fuck is your problem, man? Putting your hands on my girl?”

The driver started panicking. “S-sorry, man. I didn’t know-”

“You didn’t know what? That you simply don’t put your hands on a woman?” he asked, through gritted teeth.

“Okay, honey, that’s enough” you tried, and you grabbed his arm.

Jungkook turned his head and looked at you, his expression softening. He slowly pulled away from the man and he scrambled to his feet and walked back to his seat.

“You okay?” he asked you, cupping your face in your hands. “Did he hurt you?”

You looked at him, starry-eyed, thinking, how was it possible that this man was real?

“I’m okay, I’m okay” you smiled.

You felt somebody clearing her throat and you two turned around, to find Nari glaring at you two.

“Um… yeah, so I’m gonna go” you said slowly, and then checked your watch. “It’s already twelve so…”

“Yeah. Y/N, you go ahead. I’ll meet you at the salon tomorrow. Thank you for your work” your boss said.

Nari gasped. “You can’t possibly think that Y/N can go without getting punished for yelling at me! Also, who is this?” Nari asked, regarding to Jungkook but not without checking him up and down.

You felt yourself shaking with jealousy and you grabbed his hand, linking your fingers with him.

“He’s my boyfriend” you said to her with a simple smile.

Jungkook’s eyes widened and looked at you, and he couldn’t help the wide smile that spread across his face. Karina was happily smiling at you two, as well.

Nari snorted. “That’s your boyfriend?” she asked you. “Yeah, sure”

“Ye-” you were about to reply when you felt Jungkook tugging your face upwards and placed a big peck on your lips. When he pulled away, your face was red from the blush that spread out on your cheeks and he just kept a straight face the entire time.

Jungkook looked at Nari and smiled. “My girlfriend is free to go, then?” he asked your boss.

“Yes, young man. You are free to go” she smiled at you two.

“Great, let’s go, Jagiya” he said, tugging you to him.

What the hell was that?

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟

Jungkook drove you two to a restaurant to have some lunch and he left you inside so he could go park the car at the garage.

Meanwhile, you ordered something for the both of you to drink and took your phone out.

You decided to text the group chat you had with your friends.

You: guess what?

You drank a little from your diet coke while waiting for their reply that came in quicker than you expected.

Jimin: what???

Taehyung: oh- oh i’m scared

You: i finally found to courage and basically told nari to go fuck herself!!!!!

Karina: she REALLY did

Seokjin: are you kidding meeeee???????

Seokjin: freaking finally bitch

Taehyung: say that again?

Jimin: oh thank god.

Jimin: i was about to do it for you, Y/N i swear

You giggled and then put your phone down when you saw Jungkook walking towards you holding a big smile.

“Hey, did you find a good spot?” you asked him.

“Yeah, sort of. Just around the block” he told you.

You hummed and then, from your side-eye, you could see a group of girls giggling to themselves while looking at Jungkook, up and down, like he was a goddamn piece of meat. Just like Nari had done just a couple of minutes ago.

You frowned and then sighed, looking at Jungkook with a huge smile.

“What are we having, baby?” you asked him loudly, so that the girls could hear.

Without even looking at them, you could feel the stares towards you.

Jungkook stared at you, wide-eyed and his cheeks turned a shade of pink. He sat down after putting his coat on the back of the chair and gave you a curious look.

“I ordered you diet coke as well” you smiled at him, batting your eyelashes.

“Thank you, Jagi” he said, looking at you, dreamily.

The girls at this point, had looked away and started talking about something else. You looked at them and then back at your boyfriend.

Jungkook followed your gaze and felt like laughing when he understood where it was coming from.

“Did you just get jealous?” he asked you.

You clicked your tongue. “As if” you said and then pouted. “But don’t go smiling around like that, okay? You’re making girls drop their panties without even trying”

Jungkook smiled at you and chuckled. “I think those middle schoolers made you jealous” he states.

You looked at them and bit your lip when you noticed that, in fact, they were wearing school uniforms.

“Didn’t it, baby?” he said, winking at you.

You rolled your eyes. “Fine, that’s enough, Jungkook” you said, trying not to laugh.

He gasped and clutched his heart dramatically. “Why did you stop calling me baby, Jagi?” he asked you. “It hurts me”

You chuckled and then the waiter came in to take your order.

When he was gone, Jungkook felt like asking something. “Why did you call me your boyfriend back there?” he asked you.

You pushed your tongue to the inside wall of your cheek. “Um, well… cause Nari tends to throw herself at every single person holding a dick and I didn’t want her to do that with you, too” you told him. “He’s done it to Jimin with me and Tae with Karina”

Jungkook smiled. “So, you were jealous?”

“Ugh, you’re making me sound toxic right now” you let out a breath.

“No, no, not at all” Jungkook shook his head. “I find it cute” he shrugged. “Especially knowing that I haven’t seen you in a long ass time, now we’ve reconnected and… I don’t know, it still feels like things haven’t changed. And I love that”

You smiled at his heartfelt words. “Yeah… but I don’t think me getting jealous was okay, I’m sorry” you said and felt embarrassed all of a sudden.

“Well, is it bad that I don’t find it wrong? I mean, it means you feel something for me” he said and he sounded hopeful.

You bit your lip and looked away. “Kind of?” you mumbled.

“What was that?” he asked out loud.

“Nothing, nothing” you shook your head and Jungkook just laughed.

“If it makes you feel any better, I was really jealous when I heard Jimin was taking you out on dates” he told you.

“Really?” you asked him with a grimace.

“Yeah” he nods.

“Well, you have nothing to worry about, because we talked with Jimin and everything’s sorted out. He gets that… well, I don’t feel the same way as he does” you tell him. “And he was the one that told me you were going to the States”

“I guess I have to send him some big ‘thank you’ flowers then” Jungkook smiled.

“I guess we both do”

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟

You and Karina were having some girl time at her house and she had applied a nice face mask on your face.

“What is this made of, again?” you asked her, looking at yourself in the mirror as you touched and felt the material.

“Apparently it is a coconut scented charcoal mask” she told you.

“And where did you find them?” you asked her, arching an eyebrow as much as you could. You found the packet extremely familiar.

“Oh, I just stole them from the salon” she said nonchalantly.

Your eyes widened as big as you could due to the mask. “Karina! You could get fired”

“What? We had to suffer Nari’s nagging bitchy self. The least they could do is gift us two face masks” she said to you. “Plus, they were like 50 cents each, so who cares?”

“50 Cents? Are you sure they’re not expired?” you chuckled at her.

She grabbed the packet and chuckled. “They expire tomorrow, we’re safe”

“Thank God. I wouldn’t want my face to look like a freaking blobfish now that me and-” you stopped yourself right when you were about to say it.

Karina gasped and hit your shoulder. “Now that you and Jungkook what?” she asked you. “Oh my God, did you guys fuck? Did you get back together?”

“No to both of them. Though that last one might seem closer than I’d like to admit” you told Karina.

Karina smirked and tickled your side. “Come on, bitch. Just give in already. You deserve to be happy and it’s obvious Jungkook’s the main source to get it from” she insisted.

“I know, and I will. I just want to take it slow” you told her. “At least as far as I can go”

“It’s understandable” she said. Then, she let out a frustrated sigh. “God, Taehyung is not answering my texts”

You frowned. “What’s up with you and him anyways? Since I got here, you’ve been pouting and looking at your phone”

She sighed and sat down on the toilet lid. “We had a fight this morning, that’s all” she said. “But he hasn’t answered to my texts. I just wanna know if he’s okay or… you know, we’re okay. But also where’s he at”

You smiled and knelt in front of her. “Don’t worry, Kook told me him and Tae they’re having boys night”

Karina’s eyes widened and she ripped the mask from her face. “Yo, what?” she said.

“Didn’t he tell you?” you asked her. “I thought- I mean, he received a text from Tae when we were having lunch”

“No, he didn’t!” Karina said and took her phone out and gasped when she opened instagram. “That little bitch!”

You looked at her phone and gasped as well.

It was a picture of Jungkook and Taehyung at the entrance of a bar. A single’s bar.

“What are those two doing at a bar?” Karina yelled. “They’re not single! The only reason a man goes to a bar is to fuck!”

You got a jealousy shiver down your spine at the mention of Jungkook fucking someone else. “Well, technically-”

“Yeah, technically my ass, Y/N. Jungkook is with you and Taehyung is with me. This is wrong, we have to go now!” Karina insisted. “Are you with me? Cause I’m gonna go either way”

You sighed, you weren’t about to let your friend go alone at a bar at night. You took your face mask off and nodded. “Let’s go”

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟

When you two found the bar that Tae had posted the photo at, you found Taehyung sitting by a bench with his phone, outside of said bar.

Karina grumbled as she walked towards him and he looked up, his eyes widening when he found his girlfriend in front of him.

“What are you and Jungkook doing here?” she spat, nudging to the bar.

“Eh?” he asked, confused by her sudden outburst.

Your eyes flew all around the place. “Where the hell is Jungkook?” you asked him.

“Oh my God, we went over there” he said and pointed to a nice little restaurant. “We were just hungry and we took a picture in front of our usual place, before he went to the states okay?” Taehyung said. “And may- maybe I just wanted to make you a little jealous” he mumbled and Karina slapped his arm.

“You wanted to make me jealous?” Karina grumbled.

“Hey! Where is Jungkook?” you asked, gripping Tae’s arm.

Suddenly, you felt a pair of familiar arms slipping around your waist and tugging you close.

“Jagiya!” he slurred and then hiccuped.

Great. Jungkook’s drunk.

You glared at Tae who winced. “You let him get drunk?” you growled at him, grabbing his sleeve and shaking him.

He gave you a sheepish smile and let out a nervous laugh. “Kind of? He looked like he needed the drink”

“Nobody needs the drink, Taehyung” you shook your head.

You felt Jungkook chuckling against your neck. “That’s right. I don’t need drinking. I need you, babe…” he drawled out.

“Oh my God” you whispered. “You guys can go, we’ll take a taxi” you told them.

Taehyung and Karina watched you walk away and then Tae gasped when he felt Karina grab his arm.

“You’re in serious trouble, Mister”

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟

The taxi pulled up by his building and you had to literally drag him out of the vehicle. You felt like cursing Jungkook for working out so goddamn much at the gym because he was so freaking heavy.

“Holy shit, you’re heavy” you gasped.

“All muscles, baby” he whined, flexing his arm.

“Yeah, yeah, come on, gym bro” you chuckled. “Don’t you ever drink like this again, you hear me?”

Jungkook only hummed drunkenly.

You reached his apartment and closed the door behind you.

“Where are we?” he asked, blinking his eyes as he took in his surroundings.

“Where? We’re at your place, Jungkook” you told him with a pant as you let him plop down on his bed.

“God, my head is spinning” he groaned once his head hit the mattress. You tried taking off his jacket with a groan but he kept groaning and moving around. “Are we— hick!- are gonna have sex now?” he asked you.

You profusely blushed and continued trying to take off his jacket. “No, Jungkook, I’m trying to take off your clothes so I can change you into your pajamas and so we can sleep”

“Oh…” he mumbled in disappointment.

He fell asleep instantly and you let out a snort.

“My God… you’re lucky I love you” you whispered out and then covered your mouth. You checked if he was still asleep and, thankfully, he was. “Okay…” you sighed and walked to his kitchen, in hopes to find something to eat.

When you came back with a cup of noodles, you saw his eyes slightly open and then he frowned at you.

“Hey, go to sleep, Kook” you said, sitting next to his body.

“Who are you?” he asked you.

Oh boy.

“I’m Y/N, do you remember who I am?” you told him.

“Y/N…” he drawled out. “My girlfriend’s name is also Y/N, what a coincidence, eh?” he let out a drunk chuckle into the air.

He then opened his eyes and closed them slightly again.

“You’re pretty too” he pointed out.

You chuckled. “Is that right?” you smiled. “Then… do you wanna break up with your girlfriend and date me instead?” you felt like playing with him a little.

He shook his head. “No!” he said like a little kid. “I belong to Y/N. Only her” he pouted.

You let out a little laugh and shook your head. “That’s too bad” you chuckled. If only he knew. “I’m gonna get going, then”

You stood up and then felt him grabbing your wrist.

“Come here” he mumbled.

He pulled you to the bed and you fell right into his arms. He wrapped himself all around you and put his face in your neck.

“Good night” Jungkook mumbled into your neck. “I… love you so much, Jagi” he whispered.

You felt your heart doubling its size and pressed your lips together, trying to contain your need to say it back.

You’d tell him sober.

He hid his face further into your neck and you wrapped your arms around him, falling into a deep slumber.

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟

Jungkook’s eyes fluttered open and he found himself in his room. He recalled being with Taehyung at a bar and having a little bit too much to drink.

Surprisingly, his headache was tolerable so he didn’t want to make a fuss about it,

Especially when he noticed that you were lying asleep in his arms, with your cheek squished into his chest while your arms were tightly wrapped around him.

He smiled and sighed, caressing your cheek.

Your eyes fluttered open and you stirred with a long breath. You moved your head upwards and found him staring at you.

It caught you in surprise, so you sprung out from his hold and sat up.

“Hey, what’s up?” he asked you, worried about why you had pulled away from him.

“I- I just- it’s late, I should- you know- go” you said, getting nervous.

“It’s okay, you can- I mean, you can stay here” Jungkook said. “Like you said, it’s late”

You grabbed your phone and looked at the time. 02:42.

Yeah it was too late.

“Um, you know… I don’t- I don’t wanna bother you” you said, feeling your hands start sweating.

Jungkook confused your nerves for anxiety and he sat up on the bed.

“I can take you home, if you’d like. I should find my keys though” he said.

You licked your lips. “You drank tonight, though. You shouldn’t” you told him softly.

He looked at you and nodded. “Oh, right” he mumbled. “I can- I can call for an uber or- or something” he said, not really wanting to do any of those things. Jungkook wanted you to stay, but he didn't want to force you to do anything you weren’t comfortable with doing.

“Mmm, I’ll call it myself. Don’t worry” you told him and quickly went to the uber app and typed in your address.

Jungkook walked you to the entrance and saw you frowning. “What is it?” he asked you.

“I don’t know, no one is picking up” you told him, letting out a frustrated huff. “It may be the hour, I should go outside maybe”

You opened the door of his apartment but he quickly grabbed the handle and shut it closed.

You gasped at the sudden action and felt Jungkook moving behind you till his chest was pressed against your back.

He dug his nose in your neck and rubbed it on your skin. “Please stay with me” he whispered. “It’s late, Jagi”

You turned around, slowly and looked into his eyes.

“Don’t go” he said and pushed you against the door, covering your mouth in a heated kiss, making you gasp and card your hands in his hair.

You felt your heart slamming against your rib cage but immediately calmed yourself down when you felt Jungkook sighing against your mouth, knowing he was dying to kiss you, and just be with you once again.

His hands grabbed your thighs and wrapped your legs around his waist, so he could press his whole body against yours.

“Fuck, I missed you so much, baby” he whispered against your lips as he kissed you again.

You felt his lip ring brushing against your lip and you almost cried at how much you had missed that feeling.

It was stupid really, but you had grown so used to that feeling every single day, that when you went a year without it, feeling it again made something explode in your chest, filling you with warmth.

“I missed you too, Kook” you whispered back into the air.

He took his lips away from yours with a groan and pressed your forehead against yours.

“Do you… do you feel comfortable doing this?” he asked you. “Do you want to keep going? We can stop if this is too much, I get it-”

You cut him off with a passionate kiss, as you grabbed both sides of his face. He groaned into your mouth and kissed you back just as hard.

You pulled away and looked into his boba eyes. “Take me to your room, baby” you whispered.

Jungkook felt every part in his body hardening and pulled you away from the wall, walking towards his room with you in his arms.

「 ✦ 𝐍𝐨 𝐨𝐧𝐞'𝐬 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐦𝐞,

𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 ✦ 」

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#jungkook x reader #jeon jungkook #jungkook #jungkook bts #bts x reader #jungkook imagine #jungkook fluff #jungkook angst #jungkook smut #jungkook x you #jungkook fanfic #jungkook series

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cameronspecial · 1 year ago

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Drew x girlfriend. He’s famous, lives in a big town, she lives in a village far away (which he stays at all the time) and doesn’t have any socials.

Drew has posted pictures of them holding hands (nothing more just to keep privacy) and his fans are getting crazy cause they don’t know who she is. One day they notice a ring on her finger in one of the pictures and they get even more crazy and he’s just like “they’ll never guess who you are, it’s like i can keep you to myself forever and I love it” and she says something like “you already get to keep me to yourself forever silly” and wiggle her newly wed finger in his face lol.

His Forever

Pairing: Drew Starkey x Reader

Warnings: N/A

Pronouns: She/Her

Word Count: 0.3K

A/N: I hope you don't mind me testing out social media au with this because I thought it was perfect for this.

Masterlist

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drewstarkey put your hand in mine. you know i want to be with you all the time

Comments:

madelyncline I want her to be mine 😍

→ madisonbaileybabe nah, she’s mine!

obxobsessedgirl OMG who is she???

drewsnumber1love It is so clear he is smitten with her.

Liked by rudeth, carlaciagrant, and 1, 208, 429 others

drewstarkey 📚

Comments:

bringmedrew Why does he never tag her????

→ drewmybae ikr, I can’t find her in his following

→ drewbear Let her have her privacy, guys

carlaciagrant Mother is so smart. We stan.

rudeth You are so in love, it’s gross

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drewstarkey ♥️

Comments:

brooke_starkey love my new sil 😘

→ drewstarkey she says she loves you too

→ detectivedrew yo!!!! Maybe she doesn’t have insta.

drewsmyman No! He’s off the market now 🙁

hichasestokes congrats man

Drew laughs at the comments on his current post. His fans love Y/N, yet they have no idea who she is and he truly does enjoy the anonymity of who she is. It means he gets to keep his slice of heaven to himself. When he started acting, he moved out to LA because it just made sense job-wise, but he found himself constantly coming back to Asheville, North Carolina. Of course, he missed his home state; however, the real reason to go back to NC is Y/N Y/L/N. The love of his life. She is the most down-to-earth and in-the-moment person he has ever met. At a concert, she is the only one singing along without her phone in the air, recording the show. During dates, she isn’t buried in her phone or obsessed with taking pictures of everything because she has no social media to post them on. She lets him be their photographer because she knows he will keep their private moments, private. He found love and that is with her.

She looks up from her notebook with a questioning look. “What’s so funny, Baby?” she inquires, getting up to look over his shoulder at his phone. He shows her the comments questioning who she is, “They’ll never guess who you are. It’s awesome. It’s like I can keep you to myself forever and I love it. My secret slice of heaven.” He brings her to his side by her waist, kissing her as she giggles at his words. “You already get to keep me to yourself forever, Silly. So I certainly hope you are keeping my forever because I don’t plan on giving you back,” she teases. His heart does a flip every time he sees the new ring on her finger, “God, I love that ring. You are so right. We can be each other’s forever. I love you.” “I love you too. Do you want to head to the beach?” she asks, heading to get her bathing suit out of her luggage. It’s their honeymoon, so of course, he is going to go swimming with his amazing wife.

#drew starkey #drew starkey x reader #drew starkey x female reader #drew starkey x y/n #drew starkey x you #drew starkey one shot #drew starkey fanfiction #drew starkey imagine #drew starkey social media au #drew starkey instagram au #social media au #instagram au

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mamisfavmosherz · 9 months ago

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Hello. I hope your doing well. I would like to request a Rhea Ripley X Pregnant Reader where reader and Rhea is planning a gender reveal and Choose to do it live on Monday Night Raw as reader is about to take maternity leave and is very emotional cause the wwe has been her dream since she was little girl so she ends up celebrating with the wwe universe and the locker rooms. If not I'll understand. Thanks you 😊

Pairing: Rhea Ripley x Pregnant!Reader

Warnings: Pregnant Reader, Fluffy

A/n: I'm so sorry this took me so long. My brain was malfunctioning on how to even start this lol. Honestly idek if i like this, but I hope this is somewhat what you wanted! 😭

Masterlist , WWE Masterlist

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Big Dreams Let To This

You were in bed with Rhea, facing upwards the back of your head laying on her chest, her hand gently rubbing your belly. You were about 19 weeks pregnant and had just gotten the gender of your baby but had asked your doctor not to tell you, so you had the envelope with the gender on the bedside table. You and Rhea had been cuddling trying to decide how to do this gender reveal. You thought about doing it as a small gathering with both of your families and friends, but that just didn’t feel right for you guys. There was also the fact that all of your friends were wrestle and barely had any time off, Rhea also didn’t have that much time off, and to get both your families here at a time were everyone was free was harder than one would think. You also wanted to include the fans in some way, but you weren’t sure how.

“Well baby why don’t we just do it Monday at Raw ? All of our friends will be there and the show is where your parents live” Rhea suggested a smile on her face before she even said it. Your eyes immediately lit up at the idea. You would have everything you wanted, your friends and family, you would get to do it at a wrestling show, which has been your entire life sense you were a little girl, the people you do this for -other than yourself - the fans, would be there. It was perfect, well almost, there was no way Rhea’s family was gonna be able to make it for Raw in time.

"What about your family ? We can't do this without them... this isn't just about me. It's about us and our family." you said with a small smile on your face, your eyes a little glossy as this perfect idea didn't seem as perfect anymore.

Rhea lightly kissed your head a smile on her face, which made you frown, wondering why she would be smiling right now. "Well, my sweet girl, I already saved them tickets to the show, and their on their way right now. They should be lading tomorrow morning" you eyes lit up like Christmas lights a big smile adorning your face.

Rhea had already planned it out beforehand. She had the idea of doing the gender reveal at Raw for a little while, but she wasn't sure how you would react. Either way, whether that idea ended up happening or you did it another way, she knew the gender reveal was happening this week, so she bought her parents and sister plane tickets to where this week's show was happening and saved them Raw tickets just incase. Her family was gonna ride with you guys and stay at your house for the week either way so no matter your preference, Rhea knew it was going to work out.

You didn't even question her. You were just happy this was gonna happen the way you never ever knew you needed it to happen. You turned your head a little a kissed Rhea softly but passionately. You slowly sperated putting your foreheads together your eyes starting to get teary.

"What's wrong, lovely ?" You softly chuckled and gave her a quick kiss. "These are happy tears. I can't believe this happening"

Next Monday night, you were backstage sitting in the judgments club house. Damian and Dom were sitting beside you, Finn was sitting on the floor stretching, getting ready for his match, which was happening before your announcement. Rhea was making sure both your families were settled before coming back to the clubhouse.

"Fams all good, you guys ready ?" The boys all nodded and stood up, getting their final stretches in before the had to go out there. Rhea went over to you and helped you get up before holding your hand and giving you a quick kiss.

"When the match is over and it's just us in the ring, you can come out, okay ? Not before that, though, please, I don't want you getting hurt, either of you, " Rhea said before bending down and kissing you belly, then kissing your forehead. You smiled and nodded, loving Rhea's caring side. You wished her and the boys good luck before they walked out when their theme song started. You stayed behind in gorilla watching the match and waiting for your que to come out.

The match had been intense, Dom, Damian, and Rhea getting involved when they could without the Ref seeing and helping Finn get the win. Once their song started playing and all four of them stood in the middle of the ring celebrating, you got closer to the curtains, ready to go out there. You were nervous but also very excited.

"Well, well, well, would you look at that ? another win for the judgment day." Rhea said before doing her evil laugh. Some people cheered while others booed. Damian continued saying how everyone needed to Rise for the judgment day, Finn celebrated his win, saying they were the most dominant faction in all of wwe. Dom tried to talk but wasn't able to beacuse of the boos. Rhea shouted into the mic, telling the wwe universe to shut up, not only because of their stupid booing for Dom but also because they had another celebration to be had. At that, the crowd calmed down and started listening.

In that moment, your theme song started blasting, and you came out with a microphone in hand. People started cheering as they hadn't seen you in a while with you being on leave. Rhea sat on the second rope and held your hand, helping you climb in. You smiled at her and walked to the middle of the ring surrounded by your Judgment Day Family. You took a deep breath and listened to people cheering your name, your eyes already watering thanks to those damn hormones.

"I love you guys... I love you and this job so much... which is why I- no, we are here to share some big news with ya'll" you said, holding Rhea's hand.

"This industry has been a big part of my life sense I was little girl, and it will always be a big part of my life and now it's gonna be a big part of our babies life. This is why I wanted to share our babies gender here, surrounded by my family, my friends, you guys, the fans, inside a wwe ring. " Your face was already covered in tears thinking about your baby and how much you're gonna do so they have the best life you can possibly give them. Everyone started cheering just as excited to know the baby's gender as you were.

"Mami... wanna do the honors. " Rhea smiled before walking over to the ropes where the Pyro guys were handing her a remote, which controlled the pryo in the arena. You took a deep breath before everyone started counting down. "3... 2... 1..." Rhea pressed the button and pink Pyro, and confetti started going all around the Arena. You started crying and hugged Rhea, the boys gave you guys a moment before also joining in on the family hug.

After celebrating with the wwe universe you went backstage with Rhea and the boys. Right as you passed through the curtains all your friends were there congratulating you and giving you hugs. This was perfect, all you needed now was to see your family.

"Babe the boys are gonna get changed really quickly and then we can go find our fams and go out for dinner okay?" Rhea said once you were able to get away to a more quite area now that all the congrats had been given. You nodded and gave her a bright smile before waiting for them all to get ready.

Once everyone was ready you all meet with yours and Rheas families for dinner. You all talked and ate for a few hours. There sitting with your family - both blood and soul - you smiled. Your babygirl would be spoiled that for sure, but you wouldn't want it any other way. You were gonna give her the best life and you wouldn't wanna do it with anyone else than the people surrounding you and it's all thanks to a little girl with a big dream of getting to the wwe.

#rhea ripley fanfiction #rhea ripley x reader #the judgement day #rhea ripley #wwe fanfiction #fem x fem #rhea ripley x fem reader

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moeswriting · 1 month ago

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delicate | d.b.

Pairing: dieter bravo x f!interviewer!reader, social media and interview transcripts

summary: Your internet show “A Little to the Right” is popular enough that you’ve been invited to interview a red carpet. What happens when Dieter Bravo shows up?

Warnings: mostly dialogue if you’re into that (because i needed a break from writing action; i am a dialogue whore); any pictures i use are for inspiration purposes only and do not reflect the reader’s appearance at all; takes place after the events of The Bubble; i had way too much fun making up dieter bravo fandom usernames; talking about Grey’s Anatomy including a spoiler for season 11 (dear god, that show is ridiculously long)

word count: 2.7k

a/n: this is lightly based on andrew and amelia having the most insane chemistry i’ve ever seen. like literally wtf is going on with those two? (/pos) not sure if i’ll ever do this again, but it was a fun way to tell a story that i’ve never done before. this is all just for shits and giggles and to slightly make fun of fandom because i’ve participated in it for most of my life and i think we all have humiliation kinks.

dieter bravo masterlist | masterlist of all masterlists🌼

My reputation's never been worse, so

You must like me for me

Is it cool that I said all that?

Is it chill that you're in my head?

'Cause I know that it's delicate

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Transcript of the first interview:

Y - “Dieter Bravo!”

D - “Hello gorgeous, what’s your name?”

You introduce yourself to him with a shy grin.

D - “Beautiful name for a beautiful woman.”

It should be noted that at this point you are already flustered.

Y - “Oh, thank you!”

D - “You’re welcome, pretty girl.”

You brush him off with a professional smile.

Y - “So, how’s it feel to win Best Actor tonight?”

D - “It feels like the best high of my life.”

Y - “Oh, really?”

You have a smirk on your face. Everyone knows Dieter Bravo’s reputation. He rolls his eyes playfully.

D - “I’ll tell you if that’s still how I feel tomorrow after the after-party.”

Y - “Okay, you let me know.”

D - “I will, I will.”

There’s a moment of quiet where you both look each other up and down. You shake it off pretty quickly though.

Y - “So, you worked on this movie for quite a while if I’m not mistaken?”

D - “Too long, but hey, y’know what?”

Y - “What?”

D - “It all worked out, because now I get to stand here next to a beautiful woman.”

You fan yourself with a hand.

Y - *slightly sarcastically* “Oh Dieter, you’re gonna make me blush.”

D - “That’s the goal, darlin’.”

You seem to notice something off screen.

Y - “Oh, I think it’s time for you to switch.”

Dieter pulls his lips down into a dramatized frown.

D - “But I don’t wanna.”

Y - “Unfortunately, that’s the rules.”

D - “Eh, rules are stupid.”

You give him a big smile, not sarcastic or condescending, a genuine smile.

Y - “Well, you’re gonna get me in trouble, Dieter.”

D - “Oh, we wouldn’t want that.”

You shake your head.

Y - “No, we wouldn’t.”

D - “Next time, pretty girl!”

He hands you his microphone and starts to walk away. You turn over your shoulder and yell back at him.

Y - “You wish, Bravo!”

The viewer can hear Dieter’s muffled hyena-laugh as he walks away.

Comments:

dieterydoo is it just me or is the chemistry insane?

dbscontroversiallyyounggf no one talk to me

bravocanhitthis him calling her pretty girl is CRAZY for it being the first time they’ve ever met

moeswriting oh this is going to be my roman empire i fear

rightytightyleftyloosey i have never seen her go this off-track with someone before. he had her so flustered lol

daddyissuesoops THIS WAS TOO SHORT I NEED MORE

↳ alittletotheright that’s what she said

(note: This is the only comment on this video that you responded to, nor do you bring up Dieter again after this until you see him again three months later.)

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Transcript of the second interview:

Dieter approaches you from behind you, where you can’t see him. He has a very large grin on his face.

D - “Oh my god, it’s my pretty girl!”

You turn to look at him with an equally large grin, like you’d been waiting for him.

Y - “Your pretty girl?”

D - “Yeah, sweetheart. My pretty girl.”

Y - “This is– what?– the second time we’ve ever talked to each other?”

D - “What can I say, baby? When you know, you know.”

Y - “Oh, you know, do you?”

D - “Yup. Can’t deny the tension we’ve got goin’ on. Everybody can see it.”

You willfully ignore him by changing the subject.

Y - “So, you’re up for Best Supporting Actor tonight, right?”

D - “Yes, I am. Got some good competitors, but I have high hopes.”

Y - *in a stage whisper* “Don’t tell anybody, but I’m rooting for you.”

D - *in a stage whisper* “I would never betray you by telling everyone just how obsessed you are with me, but I think they all already know.”

Y - “I’m not obsessed with you. I just think that you’re a good actor.”

D - “Okay, pretty girl, you keep telling yourself that.”

You jokingly go to snatch his microphone out of his hand with a giggle, but he dodges out of the way with a “HA!” He runs slightly away from you, but still in the camera’s line of sight.

D - *gasps* What are you doing?”

Y - *yelling over the cacophony* “Taking away your ability to speak to me.”

D - *yelling over the cacophony* “I don’t need a microphone to speak to you.”

Y - *yelling over the cacophony* “You do on a red carpet, Dieter.”

He walks back over to you and screws his face up like he’s about to cry, but it’s obvious he’s just being dramatic.

D - *pretend sobbing* “She hates me.”

Y - “Oh, I do not.”

D - *pretend sobbing* “Audience, she hates me. I thought she loved me.”

Y - “Well, I don’t love you either.”

Dieter’s mouth drops into an O and he makes a dramatic show of pretending to stab himself in the chest.

D - “I’ve been stabbed! A direct hit to the heart and the ego!”

You stare the camera dead in the lens like you’re on The Office.

Y - “This has been me interviewing Dieter Bravo. He’s going to give me his microphone and he’s going to walk away now.”

D - “AH!” *pretends to stab himself again*

You hold a hand out for the microphone and he reluctantly drops it in your hand.

Y - “Goodbye, Dieter.”

Now it’s Dieter staring down the lens of the camera. He leans down to talk into your microphone that you still have propped up to your lips.

D - “Never trust a woman with your heart. She’ll stomp it to pieces.”

You push him away from your microphone with a hand pressed to the side of his head and a big goofy grin stretching your cheeks.

Y - *through a barely-contained giggle* “Goodbye, Dieter.”

This interaction can barely be heard as Dieter walks away.

D - “Next time, pretty girl.”

Y - “You wish, Bravo.”

Comments:

youwishbravo i need 8 to 10 business days to recover from this

rightytightyleftyloosey i’m going to stick them in a room until they kiss

↳ dbscontroversiallyyounggf knowing dieter, that would take approximately one second

alittletotheleftbravo you know she comes prepared with actual questions to ask dieter and he doesn’t even give her the chance to pick up the notecard

↳ imalittletothewacky which sucks because her questions usually are actually kinda fun ↳ alittletotheleftbravo but you can’t deny that this is a cute interaction ↳ imalittletothewacky oh no one can deny that, i just wonder what she would ask him given the chance ↳ alittletotheright fun fact: i do, in fact, have many questions prepared to ask dieter and he does, in fact, never give me the chance to ask them. maybe someday.

moeswriting get dieter bravo on a little to the right RIGHT NOW

bravodieter i swear i’m not usually a crybaby, but this woman just does things to me

↳ alittletotheright oh, don’t deny being a crybaby, emotionally available men are hot ↳ bravocanhitthis EXCUSE ME?????

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Transcript of the interview:

Y - “Hello.”

D - “Hi.”

Pause. Heavy staring ensues.

D - “You’re really gonna just sit there and stare at me. Isn’t it like your whole job to talk to me?”

Y - “Yes. It is.”

D - “Then say something, weirdo.”

Y - “No. You say something.”

D - “Okay, fine, I will say something!”

Y - “Okay, then say something!”

Pause. Dieter points accusingly at you.

D - “I’ve been begging her to date me.”

Y - “Yes, you have and it’s mildly disturbing.”

D - “Wha– Me!? Mildly disturbing?!”

Y - “Yes, Dieter, you. Mildly disturbing.”

D - “That’s rude. I should just leave.”

Y - “Are you going to?”

Pause. Dieter gives you an unserious scowl.

D - “No. Obviously not.”

Y - “Good for you.”

D - “Ask your questions.”

Y - “Hm.”

D - “Don’t ‘hm’ me. Ask your questions.”

Y - “What’s your favorite thing to hate-watch?”

D - “Grey’s Anatomy.”

Y - “Seriously?”

D - “Seriously.”

Y - “That show is good.”

D - “No. It used to be good.”

Y - “Oh? You wanna elaborate?”

D - “As soon as Derek dies, it’s unwatchable.”

Y - “Spoilers!”

D - “Oh my god, it’s been almost ten years since that episode came out.”

Y - “Still!”

D - “Get over yourself, babe.”

It should be noted at this point that you won’t stop giggling, even though arguably Dieter isn’t saying anything funny.

Y - “Why do you still watch it?”

D - “Because it’s nice to know that my life could be a lot worse.”

Y - “That’s horribly morbid.”

D - “I also just like the drama of it all.”

Y - “Well, of course. You’re you.”

D - “Well, obviously.”

Y - “Who’s your favorite character?”

D - “Derek or Meredith.”

Y - *sarcastically* “Woah, that’s a really controversial choice. I can’t believe you just said that.”

D - “Hey! I like Meredith’s dark and twisty and I like Derek ‘cause he’s hot. I thought this was a judgment-free zone.”

Y - “Who the fuck said that?”

D - “Well, no one, I guess I just assumed.”

Y - “Well, you know what they said about assuming.”

D - *sarcastically* “Haha, very funny.”

All you do is flash a large grin at him in response.

D - “Well, who’s your favorite character?!”

Y - “Christina.”

D - “Now, I wouldn’t really call that very original either.”

Y - “I didn’t say it was original. I’m just stating the fact that Christina Yang is the best Grey’s character.”

D - “Oh, whatever.”

Y - “Well, who’s your least favorite character?”

D - “Sloan. No question.”

Y - “Well, that’s horribly ironic.”

D - “How so?”

Y - “Are you– are you being serious?”

D - “Yes?”

Y - “If I picked one Grey’s Anatomy character that you were most like, I would say Mark Sloan.”

D - *gasps* “No fucking way. Now, that’s just mean.”

You put your hands up in defense.

Y - “Sorry, sweetie. Face the facts. You are a Mark-Sloan-man-whore.”

Dieter doesn’t respond. He looks you up and down slowly.

D - “You’re ridiculously attractive, did you know that?”

Y - “Did you know that you’re a pain in my ass?”

D - “Yes. I did.”

Y - “If I made you sing karaoke right now, what song would you sing?”

D - “None. I’d burst your eardrums, baby. I can’t sing for shit.”

Y - “Okayyyy, but if you could sing, what would it be?”

Pause. Dieter is pretending to think dramatically with a finger tapping his lips.

D - “Blank Space.”

Y - “Good choice.” D - “Thank you. And what about you?”

Y - “Hmm. Depends on my mood.”

D - “Okay, what song would you sing based on your mood right this very second?”

Y - “Hmmm. You & I by One Direction.”

D - “You’re in a love song kind of mood?”

Y - “No. I just like One Direction.”

Dieter has a very large smirk on his face.

D - “Mhm. Everybody does.”

You have an equally large smirk on your face.

Y - “Bravo.”

D - “Yes?”

Y - “Stop looking at me like that.”

D - “Like what, baby?”

Y - “Like you’re gonna jump my bones.”

D - “And would that be a bad thing?”

Y - “I mean, there are cameras filming us, so probably.”

D - “Don’t wanna make a porno with me?”

You are shifting in your seat, with your hands wringing together on the desk.

Y - “Not particularly.”

D - “Are you sure about that?”

Y - “Yes, I am.”

D - “Okay, pretty girl.”

Y - “Okay.”

D - “Ask me another question.”

Y - “Okay.”

You shift around in your seat again and click your nails on the desk.

Y - “Give me a random fact about anything.”

D - “Hm.”

Dieter looks up as he thinks.

D - “Did you know there’s a room full of penises in the Vatican?”

You raise your eyebrows in question.

Y - “Excuse me?”

D - “The Vatican had a whole campaign in 1563 where they chopped off the penises of statues from the Romans and Greeks because they thought nudity was immoral. But! Because they thought the statues were so beautiful, they couldn’t get themselves to get rid of the penises so they stuffed the bronze and marble dicks in a bunch of vases and stuffed them in a room.”

Y - “Is that true?”

D - “That’s the rumor.”

Y - “Of course, the first fun fact you can think of is about penises.”

D - “It’s a fact about the destruction of art committed by the Catholic Church that also just happens to be about penises.”

Y - “I petition we stop talking about penises, Dieter.”

He holds his hands up like he’s being held at gunpoint.

D - “Whatever you want.”

Y - “That is what I want.”

D - “Am I allowed to ask you questions?”

Y - “Um, I guess. But I highly doubt it would make the cut, so it’d be kind of a waste of time.”

D - “Not to me. Not if I get to learn about you.”

You pause, obviously flustered.

Y - “Go ahead.”

D - “What’s your ideal first date?”

You glare at him.

D - “You said I could ask a question!”

Y - “I feel like it was implied that it shouldn’t be a question like that.”

D - “Okay, what kind of question did you want?”

Y - “I don’t know, like something about my life. You’re the one who wanted to ask me a question!”

D - “And how was my first question not about your life?”

Y - “Not about my love life!”

D - “Okay, okay. Umm, give me one reason you won’t date me.”

Y - “That’s about my love life.”

D - “Oh, do you consider me to be a part of your love life?”

This transcript writer is pretty sure that if looks could kill, Dieter would be dead by now.

Y - “I won’t date you because I don’t need drama in my life.”

D - “You interview celebrities for a living. You are surrounded by drama. Give me a real reason.”

Y - “Because I don’t want to.”

D - “Why not?”

Y - “Because I like you too much.”

D - “Huh.”

Y - “I don’t want you to disappoint me.”

D - “And how would I do that?”

Y - “By being an ass.”

D - “What if I promised not to be an ass?”

Y - “Are you even capable of that?”

D - ��I could be, especially for you.”

Pause. You just stare at Dieter with a dopey smile on your face.

Y - “What’s the most normal, every-day, human thing that you’ve never done?”

D - *in a sing-songy voice* “Changing the subject…”

Y - *in a sing-songy voice* “Shut up and answer the question.”

Dieter takes a second to think before he gives you his answer.

D - “I’ve never done the dishes.”

Y - “What?!”

D - “Not once in my whole life.”

Y - “How?”

D - “I’m a nepobaby, pretty girl.”

Y - “I don’t know how that’s possible.”

D - “It’s very possible.”

Y - “Okay, well now I feel morally obligated to make you learn how to do the dishes.”

D - “You wanna teach me?”

Y - “I think I have to.”

D - “I have a proposal.”

Y - “Oh?”

D - “Let me make you dinner and then you can teach me how to do the dishes.”

Y - “Are you serious?”

D - “Extremely.”

There’s a long pause where Dieter grins at you while you stare at him with a small smile.

Y - “Okay.”

Dieter is gobsmacked.

D - “What?”

Y - “I said ‘okay’.”

D - “Wh- why?”

Y - “Well, someone has to make you do the dishes, Mr. Nepobaby.”

Dieter stares at you with a disbelieving smile.

D - “Okay.”

Y - “Okay.”

The interview ends with a photo of Dieter doing the dishes with a dramatic frown on his face in your tiny kitchen, pink plastic gloves on and an apron that says “Kiss My Ass” tied around his waist.

Comments:

bravocanhitthis literally what the fuck

bravocanhitthis my dreams have come true

daddyissuesoops her calling dieter a manwhore… real

dbscontroversiallyyounggf why am i blushing? i wasn’t even a part of this conversation

dietersvaticanpeens i don’t think we’re acknowledging dieter’s fun fact enough… like what do you mean there’s a room full of penis vases in the vatican?

alittletotheleftbravo she is a much stronger person than i am, i would’ve jumped across the table as soon as he suggested making a porno

moeswriting i have never rooted for a celebrity couple more in my whole life

rightytightyleftyloosey “because i like you too much” excuse me??? why aren’t more people talking about this???

bravodieter next time, pretty girl

↳ alittletotheright you wish, bravo ↳ dieterydoo get a room???

masterlist of all masterlists

#dieter bravo x reader #dieter bravo #the bubble #moe's writing #dieter bravo the bubble #pedro pascal characters #pedro boys #ppcu fanfiction #ppcu #social media au

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EDGAR ALLAN POE RELATIONSHIP HEADCANONS

(a/n: i have soooo many more thoughts about poe bro i love him so much..anyway, fellow poe fans if you have poe requests i am begging you to drop them in my inbox)

pre-relationship

- the two of you met back in america years ago. you guys start out as ride-or-die best friends, you’re the inseparable duo that does everything together. when poe goes to yokohama with the guild, you go with him even if you’re not a guild member.

- you’re an infuriating case of ‘the two besties that are clearly in love with each other but would rather die than confess because they’re convinced their feelings are unrequited when they obviously aren’t’. you’ve basically been acting like a couple for at least a year but somehow you and poe are both convinced that it’s just a friendship to the other person and nothing more.

- both the guild and the ADA assumed you were already dating until poe referred to you as his ‘best friend’ and they’re just like are you fr right now?? 🤨 it’s literally so freaking obvious you two are head over heels in love to everyone except for you and poe. especially if you’re not even in the guild and you moved across the world just to be with poe 💀 ranpo (affectionately) hates you guys because you refuse to believe him when he tells you that your feelings are requited.

confession

- ranpo #1 wingman frfr!! at first he tries to make it happen naturally, but eventually he realizes that’s a lost cause..so he basically forces poe to confess to you because he’s so sick and tired of hearing poe lament about how you don’t love him back when you obviously do!! i could see ranpo being like “i’m not reading any of your new novels until you confess to (y/n) 😈” and that would be the final straw because poe is not about to throw away all his chances of ever beating his rival.

- i think we all agree that poe is a hopeless romantic, but i feel like he would just be too anxious to actually do anything fancy for a confession. he’s probably fantasized about the perfect confession a hundred times, but when he gets pressured to actually do it, all of those plans go out the window because he’s just freaking out lol.

- he’d tell you to come over because he needs to ‘show you something important’, he doesn’t make it obvious that he’s going to confess his feelings at all. so you get to his house and he tells you to wait on the couch while he gathers everything, and you’re starting to get anxious too because you’re like ummm wtf is he about to show me?? poe goes to his office and after a moment of ‘gathering’ (he actually already had his stuff sorted beforehand, he spent the entire time petting karl to muster up some courage), he brings you this giant stack of messy papers and just stands there awkwardly. and you’re so freaking confused until you start reading them and you realize that they’re all love letters and poems about you, written by poe himself. they’re all dated too so you can see that they range from today all the way back to like at least two years ago.

- poor poe is actually sitting there literally trembling while you read, anxiously waiting for you to respond. obviously you tell him you love him too, and he honestly looks like he doesn’t believe it or just can’t process it for a second, you have to kiss him on the cheek or something to get him to register the fact that you seriously love him. but after that he’s like the happiest you’ve ever seen him, he’s hugging you so hard, grabbing your hands and he might even excitedly kiss your face a couple times. this is genuinely a dream come true for him so he can go a little wild as a treat <3

- he owes ranpo so bad after this btw 💀

relationship

- since you and poe had been acting like a couple for a long while before officially getting together, it’s not that hard to get used to an actual relationship. now there’s just a lot less uncertainty and hesitance, you can comfortably do all of the things that you previously chickened out of because you didn’t want to ‘ruin your friendship’. your feelings aren’t a secret anymore, so you both have free reign to be as affectionate as you want to be.

- in terms of love language, i really feel like poe could appreciate any kind of love from you. he might be a little shy about physical affection, and he probably won’t want to do much of it in public, but in private i think he would secretly love it. his favorite type of love to receive from you would probably be words of affirmation, this man needs that praise and validation so badly!! in the beginning of your relationship, he doesn’t know how to handle your compliments, if you’re flirty he will simply explode. he eventually gets more accustomed to it, but he still blushes like crazy and gets all bashful every time you praise him. his favorite type of love to give to you is probably acts of service, just look at how much he bends over backwards to do favors for ranpo in canon lol. he will do literally anything for you!! with his absurd salary and spending habits, you can count on being showered in gifts too, he just wants to spoil you!

- you and poe are definitely one of those couples that enjoys just chilling in the same room doing your own separate things. it will actually make him so happy if you just quietly sit in his office while he writes! maybe after you’ve been dating for a long time he might even have you sit on his lap sometimes.. 😳 since he spends so much time in there obsessively writing new novels to beat ranpo, it got really lonely with just him and karl, so having you there just makes everything better. he also probably doesn’t take very good care of himself when he’s really focused on writing, so he will be eternally thankful if you help make sure he eats, drinks and sleeps enough. he might be the type to say “just one more chapter..” every time you tell him to go to bed, but you can usually persuade him with the promise of cuddles and a kiss goodnight.

- speaking of cuddles when you go to sleep…i am convinced that poe would secretly love being the little spoon!! he’ll of course default to being the big spoon unless you’re somehow taller than him, because that’s kinda just the norm for tall people in most cases. he might even be hesitant at first if you ask him to swap places with you, because he’s likely never done that before, but when you hold him for the first time..it immediately becomes his new favorite thing. it makes him feel so safe and secure and loved, please hold this man!!

- you play with poe’s hair all the time, it’s something you both enjoy because damn he has a lot of hair and it’s really fluffy. you push his bangs back because you want to actually see his eyes for once!! it makes him so flustered because he lowkey feels exposed without his bangs, but if you tell him his eyes are pretty he’ll be like “omg really?? 🥺” and forget all about his embarrassment. it works every single time. when poe is stressed, he often just lays his head in your lap and lets you run your fingers through his hair, it’s very grounding and calming to him. he gets embarrassed if you catch him off guard and just randomly start petting his hair, he tells you to go pet karl instead 💀

- poe is 100% the type of guy to kiss your knuckles or your forehead all the time. he’ll kiss you on the lips too, but it can be kind of overwhelming, so he doesn’t initiate those kisses as often. i think he would like being kissed on the cheek by you a lot, something simple and sweet to brighten his mood. despite being your partner, he still gets nervous to ask you for kisses when he wants them, but he’s honestly pretty unintentionally obvious about it so you can usually tell lol.

- poe gets so embarrassed if you ever read his novels, he knows that you appreciate his writing, but your opinion is so important to him that he gets anxious about it. he usually doesn’t let you read books that he’s written to challenge ranpo until after he’s already shown them to the detective. but you always read them when he gets back home and he’s all mopey after ranpo has successfully solved another one of his mysteries. although he remains determined to continue trying, it’s always a major blow to his self esteem when he loses to ranpo again. so you read the books for yourself so that you can praise him about every specific detail and make him feel better about himself and his work. you may not be his rival or the greatest detective in the world, but you are poe’s partner, so your words are still very meaningful to him.

- poe would definitely call you lots of pet names if you’re comfortable with it. he calls you things like ‘my dearest’ and ‘my beloved’, but he’ll also call you things like ‘darling’ and ‘love’. if you have a nickname, he’ll typically use that in place of your full name because it feels more intimate to him. if you do the same to him, he’ll be so happy! he’s down with being called basically any term of endearment as long as it comes from you, but some may make him more flustered than others. if you shorten his name and call him ‘ed’ it makes him feel so much closer to you.

- poe talks about you all the freaking time! he’s not above straight up bragging about how great his partner is, he constantly feels the need to tell everyone how great you are. hopefully ranpo likes you a lot because my guy has to listen to poe gushing about you constantly lol. if poe ever finds out that you’ve told your friends good things about him, it will warm his heart and make him feel so appreciated. he’s basically never prepared for you to match his extreme passion in your relationship, it shocks him every single time and he can’t believe he actually met someone who loves him as strongly as he loves them.

(a/n: thanks for reading my first fic on this account! i hope you guys like my theme lol, i just wanna be known as the tokage guy who writes bsd fics)

#edgar allan poe bsd #edgar allan poe x reader #poe bsd #bsd x reader #bsd x gender neutral reader #bungou stray dogs x reader #bsd poe x reader #poe x reader

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