#give the song a listen while youre looking at the piece it might help get into my head and figure out what i was trying to say 😅

[nachojaehyun]

you give good love

pairing. brother’s best friend! idol! dino + fem! reader

summary. as lee chan’s eyes met yours again, he could feel his consciousness slipping away from his soul. god damn, he thought to himself. when did this brat get so hot?

w.c. 5.10K

playlist. kind of based off of you give good love by whitney houston but not really i was just listening to it while writing this

warnings. [PLEASE READ] reader is hoshi’s sister, mentions of freak dino 🫢, smut under the cut, PWP, afab reader, dom/sub dynamics, dom chan, pussy eating from the BACK, uses of pet names, chan has a BIG dick, BULGE KINK, very little dirty talking, slight overstimulation, unprotected sex (don’t do this irl please), creampie duh — 18+ MINORS DNI!

note. pi-cheollin is the reason i live and breathe. also i might write chunsunie x pi-cheollin fics soon 😭 also thank you guys so so so much for 2K notes on the wonwoo fic 🙇‍♀️ super grateful for all your love, more soon. this is also my first ever long fic, so i hope you like it. enjoy!

“so yeah, those are the dates and timings of the flight. now, check your schedule.”

soonyoung could hear the ruffling of paper as he waited on the phone. the air con blasted in his face, evaporating any signs of sweat from his pores.

“yeah, i think i’ll be able to make it!” your voice chirped. soonyoung couldn’t help the smile on his face. “thank god! also, don’t worry about being lonely, jeonghan hyung’s sister will also be there, and also wonwoo’s sister.”

“i haven’t seen them in so long! wow, a true trip down memory lane,” you sighed, finally setting aside the calendar on your lap. “they ask about you a lot, i told you to exchange contacts with them!” your brother scolded you.

“i may have forgotten… but all that aside, how much do i need to pack?” you nervously bit your lip, contemplating how much shopping you would need to do.

“it’s a summer trip for one week, basically a mini vacation. pack a good amount of shirts and tops and modest shorts. bring your grandma style swimsuits for the pool.”

“grandma style swimsuit? oh please! i didn’t work out all winter to wear a one-piece!” you complained, flexing your biceps in front of the mirror. “i’ll bring what i want to bring.”

“and if i see any of these perverts staring at you, i’ll chop your head off too, yeah?” soonyoung sighed. “yeah yeah, they are the perverts. and you’re the polished lamb of jesus who has never gawked at wonwoo’s sister right?”

your rhetorical question has your brother stunned as he gapes into the abyss, his mouth filling up with the cool air from the air con. “i’m… how did you—” he begins, only to be cut off by the doorbell of his shared apartment.

“that’s the others. look, i’ll leave now, but make sure to pack properly, okay? text me if you need anything. see you soon.”

with that, he hung up. you smiled as you set down your phone, already deciding the outfits in your head.

as you walked over to your closet, your phone interrupted your thought process with a loud notification.

이찬: oi

이찬: did you get the plane tickets?

with a sigh, you texted back your brother’s best friend, who had somehow managed to find out about soonyoung inviting you.

you: ya, i will be coming.

you could see the dots bouncing on the screen, but you chose to ignore them. switching over to a music app, you started to scroll through and pick your random playlist.

your brother’s song, God of Music started to play and you threw your phone on the bed, enjoying the music.

you could text chan back later. he was really annoying, and it’s not like he meant anything to you anyway.

your phone buzzed with his notifications as you sorted through swim suits. “hmm, this makes my ass look fat right?”

as you landed in the jeju international airport, you gathered your luggage and made your way to the gates.

your brother was already waiting outside, clad in a mask and a cap. wonwoo and his sister accompanied him, smiling and waving at you.

“hey guys!” you hugged them, before fixing the crop top that rode up your waist. “i missed you so much!” minji (wonwoo’s sister) squealed.

the four of you got in the car after shoving your luggage in the back. wonwoo sat next to your brother, scrolling through his phone as you and minji chatted their ears off.

soonyoung couldn’t help but peek at the rear view mirror ever so often, catching glances of minji and smiling to himself.

you wanted to call him out, but decided against embarrassing your brother so early into the trip.

within 30 minutes, you had reached the share house. it was a beautiful property, surrounded by greenery. the sounds of waves crashing on the beach wallowed around you as you dragged your suitcase up the ramp.

“eunsok is dying to meet you! we must make a group chat this time, so that we remember to check up on each other, yeah?” minji helped you with your handbag, smiling as you nodded enthusiastically.

in front of the main door, you took in a sharp breath, before pushing the mahogany portico open.

immediately inside, you were greeted by jeonghan, joshua and mingyu lounging about on the couch. however, upon the sound of your entrance, eunseok ran down the stairs, engulfing both you and minji in a bone-crushing hug.

“i missed you!” she screamed, nearly tackling you on the floor. with a giggle, you hugged her back. “me too! its just sad that sophie couldn’t join us.”

muttering agreements under their giggly breath, the two helped you get up, and greet the others.

as you answered jeonghan’s questions about your well-being, you heard heavy footsteps from the stairs.

lee chan’s body appeared downstairs. when his gaze countered yours, you choked on your words.

it had been nearly 5 years since you had seen him in person. and wow, had he changed. dino, as he was famously known as these days, sported much bigger muscles, and a sculpted face. his hairstyle was finally suiting his face, a beautiful contrast to the bowl cuts you had seen him in during childhood.

for the first time in your life, you actually looked at him. and boy, did he look good. the tank top he wore showed off his body as he walked towards you, checking you out silently.

he had to admit, you surprised him. your black crop top, barely there jean shorts, and long brown hair came as a huge shock to chan.

he had remembered you as the snot-faced bratty sister of his best friend. the girl in pigtails who would cry every time he brought up your crush in middle school.

as lee chan’s eyes met yours, he could feel his consciousness slipping away from his soul. god damn, he thought to himself. when did this brat get so hot?

“hi,” chan finally placed himself in front of you, shoving his hands deeper into his pockets. “hi,” you breathed out, clutching the handle of your suitcase tighter.

“oh, you guys are meeting after so long!” mingyu chuckled, his eyes wandering around the room as he noticed the tension between you and his youngest member.

“yeah,” you smiled, transfixed by chan’s eyes. his plush lips parted as he glanced at your glossy ones, before quickly scanning your face.

“okay, that’s enough of your weird staring contest,” soonyoung placed a hand on chan’s chest, pushing him back to create some distance between you two.

“i’ll help you get to your room,” he turned to you. “you’re lucky, since you get it to yourself, but its comparatively smaller and narrower than the others—”

“wait, weren’t we supposed to buy alcohol and meat from the store on the way back?” wonwoo suddenly remembered, making all the eyes in the room turn to him.

“shit!” minji slapped her forehead, tutting. “we’ll go get them then! you wanna come with?” she smiled at you, eunseok joining in.

“i think i should set up my things first yeah? but take soonyoung in my place,” you shoved your brother forward. “he’d love to go grocery shopping with you.”

minji’s cheeks flared up as she straightened her posture, nodding. “sure yeah.”

within minutes, wonwoo, minji, eunseok, soonyoung and mingyu headed off to the car, ready to buy crates of beer for the evening.

as the door shut behind him, jeonghan threaded his hands through his hair, smirking. “dino-yah,” he cooed. “why don’t you help her with her luggage?”

almost immediately, joshua joined in, egging on the maknae as both of you felt the heat creep up on your neck.

wordlessly, chan snatched your suitcase from your hand, beckoning you upstairs. you bowed at the two elder to you, before running up to chan.

he led you to a small room in the very corner of the second floor, opening the door with his leg as he walked in.

chan cleared his throat as you walked in, placing your hands on your bare waist. “so, this is your room.”

you nodded at him, taking in your space for the rest of the trip. the room was furnished with a queen sized bed, a love-seat in the corner, a small desk and chair and a balcony in the very end.

“this door,” chan walked over to a door that sat perpendicular to the entry. “this is the door to a common bathroom. its a jack and jill one, that connects to the room opposite to you.”

“oh? and who’s in the room opposite to me?” you questioned, raising your eyebrow. with a dramatic sigh, chan leaned against the bathroom door, swinging his head to meet your eyes.

“its me.”

your breath hitched as he gulped. “w-wow,” you stuttered out. “sounds great, chan. looks like we are forced together again,” you smirked, crossing your arms as you stared at him.

he knew what you were referring to.

back when you were kids, and way before the idiot in front of you had signed with Pledis, you and soonyoung had gone to his house for a sleepover. chan’s mother had insisted on having you sleep on the bed, since “the floor is no place for a lady to sleep.” you and chan shared the bed, while soonyoung dozed off on the ground.

you were 14 at that time, and you remember how you skin had heated up when chan inched closer to you. “there’s no one to save you from my tickles now, crybaby!” the 15 year old boy had threatened.

yet, chan could barely focus on the flashback, instead focusing on the way your breasts nearly fell out from the neckline of your top.

you noticed his staring. smirking, you drew closer, tightening the cross of your arms.

“what’s this now, you’re ogling at me?”

you had him cornered. chan’s back was against the wall at you forced yourself into his space, breasts touching his hard torso.

“i—in you dreams!” he lied through his teeth, nervousness oozing out of his soul as he stared down at your tits.

god, the things he would do to slot his dick between those beautiful, gorgeous, one of a kind—

“my eyes are up here, channie,” you stuck your tongue out at him, before backing away and walking up to your suitcase.

dino felt his blood rushing south as you bent over to pick your bag up and place it on the table.

you purposefully wiggled your ass, humming to yourself. “channie,” you called out, voice as sweet as a siren.

“yeah?” dino collected himself, shaking away the filth that plagued his mind. two can play that game, he decided, biting his lip.

“can you come help me put my things in the bathroom? i have too much to unpack.”

with a nod, he walked over to your space, his chest touching your back as he leaned over your shoulder. “why did you pack so much, hm?” he teased you, running his fingers down your smooth arms.

not backing down from the challenge, you pushed your ass against him, whipping your head to meet his eyes. “i just wanted to look good, y’know? in case there was a strong, buff, hot man i wanted to seduce.”

with a hiss at your movements, chan’s hands flew to your hips. “yeah? you’ve grown up so much that you seduce men now?”

“oh, i do a lot more than just seduce,” you giggled, skincare long forgotten on the desk as you turned around, hopping on the wooden platform as your arms loosely slung around his neck.

chan slotted his knee between your legs, the pervert in him alive and breathing at the sight of you. you were driving him insane.

how you had managed to change so much over a few years had him baffled. instead of worrying about soonyoung, chan thought with his dick.

“what do you do then?” he questioned, eyes trained on your lips as you spoke. you pushed your clothed cunt down on his knee, biting back a moan.

“i think i would rather show you what i do than tell you,” you whimpered out, darkened eyes peering into his hazy ones.

chan bent his knee further into you, causing a delicious moan to escape your throat. “getting bold now, aren’t you?”

before you could even comprehend his words, your pussy spoke before you, hips rutting into his knee. however, a sharp knock on the door interrupted your little hump session.

“chan? y/n?” seungcheol’s voice spoke from behind the door. “you guys in there?”

chan quickly separated from you, walking closer to the door to answer. “yeah, i’m just helping her with her stuff. what’s up?”

“well, we were ordering some take out, so if you guys could come down and give your preferences, it would be great.”

“yeah, be there in a second,” chan glanced back at you, your teary eyes meeting his. the fucked out expression on your face made his dick jump to life.

but the heat of the moment had passed, which painted both of your cheek's a deep shade of red. realization hit dino way faster than it hit you. shooting you a tight-lipped smile, he shoved his hands in the pockets of his shorts.

with a sigh, chan left the room and left you breathless, panting as your senses slowly returned. the fire of lust in your stomach had dimmed slightly, as realization dawned on you.

what the fuck just happened? and why did you like it?

nightfall arrived faster than you expected. but the cool air surrounding the beach raised bumps on your skin as you shoved grilled meat down your throat.

seungkwan and mingyu worked on the grill, with vernon filling up everyone’s plates with the expensive store bought items.

you sat on a stool next to seungcheol, sipping on the beer can that was handed to you. when everyone was busy with their own thing, the leader turned to you and smiled.

“so, how have you been? a long time has passed since we spoke right?”

you had always found comfort in seungcheol. he was the leader of the group, a very reliable and trustworthy person. you remember asking him for advice when you got into college.

“i’ve been well, how are you?” you set your can aside. “any luck with the ladies you used to complain about?”

he laughs loudly at that, spooning a mouthful of ramen. “no, i’m still stuck with one-night stands for now. dating is too complicated!”

when chan hears his hyung talking about his love life, he scoots closer to the both of you, shamelessly eavesdropping.

“what about you? get any action?” seungcheol giggled.

you could practically feel dino’s presence beside you like a wavering shadow, and you chose to exploit it. how dare he leave you with an unfinished orgasm?

“oh yeah, plenty!” you smirked. “don’t tell soonyoung, but i’m lowkey addicted to sex? just feels so good to let off some steam, you know? and the dudes around me are so easy… they fall into my hands like domino.”

the harsh truth behind those words were only known to you. you had been on a dry spell for nearly 2 months now. your fingers and toys were not enough, and you were pretty sure you had started to hallucinate about dick.

“wah, kwon hoshi’s sister is all grown up, huh? good for you girl, go get them!” seungcheol cheered you on, clinking his can with yours.

you sneakily turned to look at chan, who had suddenly grown silent in his conversation with seokmin. “dino-yah. are you okay?”

chan’s eyes met yours and he immediately tensed up. you noticed how white his knuckles had turned, just from gripping wooden chopsticks.

“i’m fine,” he smiled, eyes dancing over your body before he returned to his friend. your bralette was doing nothing to hide your slightly tanned skin, black shorts making your perky ass stand out even more.

dino mentally cursed soonyoung for even allowing you to wear that. but then again, his best friend was too preoccupied with his little crush to pay you any attention.

the rest of the mini barbeque was a tough time for him. the poor boy could only think about your tantalizing words to seungcheol, calling a sweet string of cusses to all the men that touched you before he ever could.

you noticed how your plan was working, hiding your smirk behind a colorful can of beer as lee chan suffered in silence.

within a few hours of outdoor activity, jun and minghao said goodnight to everyone first, tired of all the hustle and bustle. a few others followed suit, yawning and sighing.

at the end of the night greetings, you, dino, wonwoo, seungcheol, soonyoung, minji, and joshua remained near the pool. you saw how your brother kept leeching up to minji, cracking idiotic jokes under her brother's watchful eye.

"i... i think i'll head to bed now, good night guys!" you stretched up from your chair. chan's eyes followed the way your skin gleamed under the fairy lights. he gulped loudly as you purposefully swayed your hips while walking inside.

"you can follow her in, chan-ah," wonwoo smiled, shifting his gaze to the youngest momentarily. "i'll keep kwon hoshi here for a while."

"what are you on about?" dino tried to play it off, scoffing as he crunched up a beer can. wonwoo could only roll his eyes.

"it's obvious you like her, and i'm just giving you a chance to work on it. you really should tone down the staring... soonyoung would kill you if he found out, and i am willing to help you for now. so don't be an idiot and go."

smiling toothily at his hyung, dino whispered out an "i love you" before running up the stairs. he reached his room without breaking a sweat and decided to shower before doing anything.

however, when he was about to slide the door to your shared bathroom open, he heard a loud sigh coming from inside. shamelessly, chan pushed his ear against the door, curious as to what you were doing.

your sigh was followed by a small whisper that sounded like "i can't believe i'm doing this." then, chan heard a zipper being opened.

his eyes widened as he realized what you were actually doing. "no way," he mouthed to himself, feeling his boner re-emerging at a sudden squelching noise.

"mhm," you moaned behind the door, and the pervert in the next room could only imagine what you looked like. "f-fuck chan!" you whimpered, and dino felt his eyes rolling to the back of his head.

the towel dropped from his hand, as his fingers sneaked to the hem of his basketball shorts. with a silent groan, chan stroked his chub as his eyes squeezed shut.

he pulled his cock out, swiping at his tip with his thumb. his brain worked overtime to imagine your hand in place of his, pretty eyes staring up at him.

meanwhile, in the bathroom, you leaned against the counter as your fingers stretched open your pussy. "feels so good," you whimpered, pitch increasing as you imagined his veiny hands pumping into you.

unbeknownst to each other, you and chan had cum to the thoughts of one another that night. chan made sure to cum at the same time as you, recognizing your borderline screams as you tipped over the edge.

what a filthy girl, he thought to himself, panting as his release spurted onto the towel he had discarded.

the starting 3 full days of the trip had made you avoid lee chan like he was the plague but personified.

every glance into his eyes had made you remember what you had done on that one night, and guilt seemed to sour your mood.

everyone had decided to go to the beach after having a few afternoon drinks. you spent your time around eunseok and vernon, gossipping about office trolls and work place shenanigans.

chan was simply drinking with seungkwan and minghao, refusing to give you any attention. although he was confused as to why you were ignoring him, he remained silent and decided to give you space.

jihoon suddenly joined into his conversation, hair tied back into a messy ponytail. “dino-ah,” he smirked, snatching a shot glass from the youngest’s hand. “i hear that there’s gonna be loads of girls on the beach today. wanna check some out? we can share if you want.”

as dino downed his shot, he stared back at his hyung with a grin. “don’t you remember what happened the last time we shared a girl? we had to take her to the hospital because she passed out!”

the group laughed, reminiscing the old memory. it wasn’t odd for them to share one-night stands. the boys were family, and they strongly believed in putting each other first.

the large number of giggles near you caught your attention. you and eunseok walked over to the boys, as she queried about their conversation.

“nothing much, it was just a last minute plan in prague… god we almost got arrested,” jihoon snickered, elbowing dino’s side. the youngest could only smirk, pouring himself another shot of soju.

questions flooded your mind as you stared at the man who had you in a chokehold. dino was clad in nothing but swim shorts, his taut muscles on full display for anyone to ogle over.

as the topic changed, your curiosity got the best of you. you staggered over to seungcheol, knowing that the boy would kill to gossip.

“oh hey y/n,” he greeted you with a tilt of his beer can, sunglasses perched upon his nose.

“hi,” you settled down next to him, your can of lemon soda forgotten as your lips quivered. “you look like you want to ask me something,” he chuckled, eyes scanning your face.

“you know me so well,” you smiled, twiddling your thumbs. “i can ask you anything right?”

“yeah, sure.”

“no repercussions?”

“no repercussions.”

with a sigh, you turned to face the leader as you took in a breath. “what happened in prague?”

seungcheol nearly choked on his drink, sputtering out flicks of the liquid as he stared at you with his eyes widened behind his shades.

“of everything you could have asked… why that?” he groaned, wiping his mouth. “come on,” you whined. “jihoon said it like it sounded so fun! i just wanna know!”

with a glance around to see if anyone was looking, the leader smiled and leaned in closer to you. “we swore we would never tell this to anyone but us… but you’re family too,” he began, voice merely above a whisper.

as seungcheol tattled on about the shenanigans that the idol group had been up to, you found yourself gasping. the wild story, the borderline illegality of it all— it was too much. you squeezed your thighs together when seungcheol skimmed past the details of the night they spent.

lee chan’s eyes followed the two of you, completely misinterpreting the situation. your shuffling thighs, masked giggles and wide eyes seemed like flirting to him as he clenched his jaw, downing his shot.

why were you making this so hard for him?

it was nearly 1 in the morning when you woke up in cold sweat.

your narrow room greeted you in a greyish hue, curtains pulled back to let the moonlight in. with a sigh, you resorted to calming down, taking deep breaths as you heard the waves crashing on shore. a slight buzzing noise filled your ears. it seemed to be coming from your door, but your mind could barely focus.

your dream had completely ruined your chances of sleep. a ticket to dreamland seemed impossible as seungcheol’s words floated in your head.

i’ve never seen dino go that feral on someone before… he was insatiable.

she squirted so hard when he was done, it was a huge mess. wonwoo’s glasses got drenched-

with a sigh, you take off your sleeping shorts and toss them to the side, fingers dipping down to your core.

your hole was slicked up, a sticky mess from your vivid imagination. your index finger prodded at your entrance, making you let out a sob.

your body was frustrated, in agony. you wanted to feel chan’s touch instead of your own hands, wanted to feel him buried inside you.

you let out another pained moan, pushing your first knuckle inside your fluttering walls. however, you fail to register the sounds you have been making, and that the buzzing from the outside had suddenly stopped.

you spread your legs wider, pumping your digits inside, letting out a hurt whimper. it would never be enough.

suddenly, the door to your shared bathroom opened with a slam, and a concerned chan appeared in your doorway. “are you okay—”

the sound of his voice egged you on further, hole gushing with a fresh serving of arousal. you all but sobbed at his direction, sex induced fog clouding your brain as your fingers fastened.

“chan,” you whimpered. in the doorway, with water drenched all over his face and a can of shaving cream in his hand, lee chan groaned at the sight in front him.

“help me…” you pleaded. “oh baby,” he growled, setting the can on the floor as he walked over to you. his hands parted your thighs even further, eyes examining the mess in between your legs.

with a sharp smack, he swatted your fingers away, licking his lips at the sight of your pussy.

morals be damned. soonyoung be damned.

“look at you,” his eyes stared into your hazed ones, a hand smacking your heat. the friction had your hips bucking.

“so soaked, hmm? what were you thinking of princess?” he bit his lip. “you… always thinking of you.”

“fuck,” he groaned, tilting his head back to compose himself. “y/n,” he sighed, one of his hands cupping your face.

you leaned into his touch, lips jutted out in a pout. “tell me you want this, and it’s not just something you’d forget. tell me you want me, and i’m all yours.”

with a smile, you turn aside to place a kiss on his palm. “i’ve never wanted something more in my life, lee chan.”

that seemed to be all the confirmation he needed as he flipped you over onto your stomach, slotting himself between your legs before he discarded his sweats on the floor.

“you have no idea how patient i have been,” he grunts, manhandling you to arch your back as your ass presses against his torso.

he dips his body down, face to face with your pussy. tantalizing, he licks a stripe up your folds, making your knees buckle on the mattress.

you try to look back to see him, but its impossible to move when his hands grab your ass cheeks, forcing his mouth back on you. dino’s chin brushes against your clit as he licks at your hole with a groan.

“so wet for me already, bet i could just slide in and you’d take it.”

you can only moan his name in return, clutching the bedsheets as he ate it from the back. his tongue fucks into your folds, lapping at the arousal that drips out of you in copious amounts.

“f-fuck channie! i’m—”

before you can finish, chan is moving away from your heat. the sudden lack of his mouth has you moaning and whining like a brat.

“easy doll, i don’t want you to cum on my face right now,” he pats your ass, flipping you over to your back as you finally get a view of him.

his slick covered face dips down to meet your lips. the kiss is searing and filthy as you taste yourself on his tongue.

your hands reach for his hair, pulling him impossibly close as you suck on his tongue. using your neediness as a distraction, he quickly angles his hips and pushes his tip past your folds.

“shit!” you cuss, gasping and pulling away. in the heat of the moment, you never actually registered how obnoxiously big chan’s cock was.

as you look down to where your bodies meet, your eyes nearly bulge out of their sockets. his fat tip exerts an experimental thrust, and the sheer stretch of his head has you whining.

“shh baby, it’s okay,” he assures you, pressing small kisses along the column of your throat. “just breathe for me?”

you inhale slowly, allowing your tense body to relax and adjust to him. dino’s attempts at distracting you do not go futile as you feel his fingers pinching your nipples. the pain in your chest makes the ache between your legs lose all meaning.

steadily, he pushes himself inside you, inch by inch entering your welcoming walls that spasm around him. when he finally bottoms out, you feel him in your gut.

this was the fullest you had ever felt. chan’s mouth licks the sweat around your breast, savouring in the salty taste.

his arms rest on either side of your head, making you relish the view. when he finally looks up, you pull him in for a kiss.

its sloppy, and his teeth clash into yours, but you could not care less. your pussy clenches around him as you pull away, nodding feverishly. “chan… if you don’t fuck me right now, i might die— hah!”

one languid thrust into you has your eyes rolling to the back of your head. his metal chain dangles on your chin, the coolness contrasting the heat that squelches down there.

chan takes full advantage of his dancer body as he pistons his hips into you. the stretch has you reeling, nails clawing down his broad back as his body leans into you.

dino’s lips find the spot on your neck, licking and sucking till red and purple bloom on your skin. his matted hair sticks to his forehead, as you turn your head to the side— the visuals becoming too much for you to handle.

you’re met with his forearm in your sight, fingers tightly gripping the bedsheets.

without a second thought, you lean forward and bit his skin, making him groan out as his cock twitches inside you.

“fu- you’re killing me baby,” he smirked, licking his lips as he forces you to look at him.

the brute force of his thrusts has your body thrashing, legs shaking with pleasure.

“feels so good channie!” you hiccup, mind cloud. the only thing you could think of was lee chan and his oh so perfect dick that was ravaging your insides.

when chan looks down, his eyes roll to the back of his head. he could see the outline of himself in your stomach, prodding out with every thrust.

a creamy and frothy ring lined the base of his cock, a testament to how your greedy cunt was sucking him in. your warm walls squeezed hard around him when one of his hands dropped down to press the bulge on your stomach.

“feel me in there, don’t ya?” he babbled, hips faltering at your vicious grip. “y-yes!” you cried out, feeling your stomach contracting.

with a loud growl, chan’s lips rest upon yours. “you close baby? can feel your greedy little cunt crying f’me,” he mumbled, licking your bottom lip.

your pathetic nods made him remove his hand from your stomach and find your clit instead, circling the bud as you mewled.

“cum for me baby, show me how much you needed this cock in you,” his eyes fluttered shut, forehead falling against yours.

“i’m cu— oh fuck,” you whimpered, suddenly feeling your orgasm rip through your body. your pussy clamped down on him, gripping his length like a fleshlight.

dino moaned in your ear about how good you felt, thrusts turning sloppy as he pressed kisses on your earlobe.

he continued to move inside you, drawing out your orgasm as he chased after his. overstimulation had tears spilling from your eyes, clawing at his pecs as you sobbed. “ ‘s too much channie! hurts!”

“just a little more baby, clench round me like that aga— FUCK!” he lost himself in you, feeling your walls clamp down on his cock, milking him for all his worth as his orgasm washed over him.

in a desperate attempt, chan’s thrusts turned erratic as he pumped his load inside you. “s-so good,” he whimpered, hips stilling inside you as he softened. you groaned at the warmth, shutting your eyes in ecstasy.

you both were panting, bodies entwined in a soft caress. time seemed to still when lee chan looked into your eyes again, smiling like a lovesick puppy when you kissed him.

your mouth whined pathetically when he pulled out, falling to your side as he sighed. wanting to be close to him, you shuffled near him.

your fingers dropped down to your pussy as you tried to plug his cum inside you, moaning at the sensation of being so incredibly full and warm.

“that was… the best sex i’ve ever had, sheesh,” dino wrapped an arm around you, pulling you impossibly close.

you brought your hand up to place on his sweaty chest, giggling as he kissed the top of your head. “better than prague?” you teased.

lee chan’s pecs tensed under your hold, as his eyes widened, staring at you in the dark. “what— who told you about that!” he exclaimed, ears dusted pink.

“seungcheol’s very easy to gossip with,” you winked, staring up at his pretty face. “wow… i can’t believe this hyung,” he grumbled, hearing you laugh.

“hey! this only happened because i was thinking about everything you did to that poor girl,” you smacked his muscle, hearing him wince. “why were you so feral that night, lee chan?” you voiced your question out loud.

he sucked in a breath as his grip tightened around your shoulder. “you really want to know?”

“i’m dying from curiosity,” you mused. with a sigh, chan turned his head to face you fully, meeting your eyes in the moonlight, before he whispered out an answer.

“she had the same name as you.”

© nachojaehyun, 2024

[blue-jisungs]

paintfully cute

# author's note … it was so strange to write for keeho??? like im glad i did hehe but i had this inner feeling that he’d give me a reality check LMFAOSOISJE i don’t have that w other idols help 😭 anywho enjoy ‼️

# warnings … might be suggestive lol + red velvet propaganda bc i can ‼️‼️‼️

# word count ... 735

# summary ... date idea: painting jeans <3

keeho walked into the living room, bottles of paints almost spilling from his hold. he scoffed upon seeing you sitting at the couch, patiently.

“what?” you asked, furrowing your brows.

“nothing. you’re cute” he grinned and put the necessities on the floor, where beforehand he sprawled some foil.

you joined him on the ground, excitement running through your veins.

“i grabbed some jeans, brushes… let me just play some music. is there anything you wanna listen to?” your boyfriend asked, grabbing his phone “maybe a hit kpop band p1harmony?”

“those losers? no way. better put on some red velvet” you grinned and nudged his elbow teasingly. keeho just rolled his eyes playfully and did put on red velvet on shuffle, knowing how much you love their music.

you ran your hand through the denim material of the jeans and straightened any wrinkles that formed.

“so from what i read those work like normal paint. it’s sometimes better to put white base underneath so the colors stays longer” he said and handed you some brushes “you have any ideas?”

“not yet” a small pout formed on your lips.

keeho had an amazing idea to transform old pants by simply using fabric paint on them. that’s what you’re doing right now, as a form of indoor date. you were really looking forward to it, curious about the outcome.

“i don’t want to be basic though” you huffed, sitting back on your heels and eyeing the piece of clothing in front of you.

keeho hummed, leaning forward. you saw him paint some strokes with a brush he grabbed.

“so no flowers?” he teased, hyper focused to be precise. scanning though the containers with paint, an idea started forming in your head.

“i have a vision” you blurted out and reached for a brush “there’s gonna be like… bone x-ray… and there’s gonna be hearts where my knees are”

keeho looked over your shoulder and puckered his lips in thought.

“trust your gut. i’m doing whatever is on my mind” he said encouragingly and you nodded, humming to the song and getting ready to work.

you two created your pieces slowly but surely, thanks to the paint drying fast. keeho decided to put them on to see if there’s anything missing. you did the same and walked up to the mirror that was in the living room. suddenly, an idea bloomed in your head.

“i think yours are missing just one thing. can i…?” you asked and keeho nodded, liking the idea of you adding something personal. you quickly ran up to the paints and smeared pink paint on your hands while he still observed the pants in the mirror.

then, you attacked. smacking two hands against his butt, keeho let out a squeal.

“yah, a little warning next time” he laughed when you pressed your hands further to make sure the color was imprinted precisely. he turned around and his mouth fell agape “you little devil! come here!”

you ran away with a squeal and… well, tried to run away. keeho grabbed you by the belt hoops and pulled closer, leaving small yellow stains on them.

“you have some red paint on your face” you giggled and tried to wipe it but forgetting you had the pink, you only created a bigger mess. keeho watched you with adoration in his eyes, not realizing your schemes. he was just way too whipped for you.

“what do you think of my jeans?” he hummed and eyed yours in the mirror “yours are impressive. i had my doubts when you told me the idea but you managed to pull it off”

“thank you, baby. that’s on being a natural” you grinned and looked at his “well, yours look like a five-year-old…”

keeho just rolled his eyes and leaned in to prevent you from further dissing his artwork. some of the paint he had on his face brushed off on you. you moved your hands to his neck and only smiled wider when you felt him shiver a bit.

“your hands are so cold-” he leaned away but rested his forehead against yours. you saw the realization in his eyes “y/n!”

you only laughed, not realizing that you’re as dirty as him. a mix of yellows and greens on your forehead and chin that he smeared accidentally. chuckling, you shared a few more kisses waiting for the jeans to dry completely.

masterlist <3

taglist. @primoppang ,, @laylasbunbunny ,, @slytherinshua ,, @planetkiimchi ,, @weird-bookworm ,,

@mon2sunjinsuver ,, @litepowee

[dumplingsjinson]

List of random dialogue prompts (pt. 3)

“Truth be told? I miss the times — the me — before I fell in love with you.” 

“You know, I can see myself in, on top of, or under you. What do you say?” “I can see you buried six feet under my very feet if you don’t stop joking about this shit with me.” 

“Was there a point when you fell out of love with me?” “There was a point when I fell in love with you, but never out.”

“When did you fall out of love with me?” “That’s the thing: I never fell out of love with you. You’re the one who fell out of love with me.”

“Right person, wrong time… What if this is the right time? We’re just the wrong people for each other.”

“You have me wrapped around your fingers. Crazy part is, I don’t mind it.” 

“Don’t forget this: I made you. I can easily break you if I wanted to.” 

“I shared pieces of me, with so many people, and none of them kept those pieces safe, and I don’t know if I can risk that with you because it would devastate me if you turn out to be the same as them all. I would be completely destroyed.” 

“Don’t give me that look.”

“You okay?” “No. I need hugs. From you. I need you to hug me.” 

“I just wanna fucking get over you so I can be okay again.” 

“Stop trying to remind me that you’re still in my life. I’m trying to not think about you, for God’s sake.”

“I wanna kiss you so badly right now but we’re in public and I know you hate public display of affection—“ “I’ll allow you to do it this time.” “Wait… Really?” 

“I make shitty decisions and you’re a testament to that matter.”

“I have things to do, and most of them include me trying not to think about you.”

“I’ve never cried because of someone, you know? I didn’t have anyone to cry over. You’re the first, and you’ll also be the last, or so God help me through this embarrassment.” 

“Breaking up with me does not mean you had to kick me off your Spotify playlist, you know? Because damn. As much as I’m upset, your list had some bangers.” 

“You don’t get to do decide my feelings for you.” 

“I’m not bitchless, you fucking dickhead. Take that back!” 

“Every little thing reminds me of you, which sucks because you’re not in my life anymore.”

“It’s kinda weird not seeing your name on my phone when I wake up. It’s gonna take me some time to get used to this.”

“I think I knew this wasn’t going to last when I realised it’s not that I trust you. It’s that I don’t care what you do, and who you might be fucking around with.”

“One text from you has me happier than a child whose mother bought them their favourite candy. It’s not okay.” 

“I don’t share my Spotify playlist with just anyone. It’s like a secret love language of mine, reserved for those I want to let in. You’re one of them, yet you’re here thinking I don’t feel the same way about you?”

“I dunno, I just… Kinda fell for you.”

“You’re the reason why I fell in love with you. You, as a whole.” 

“There are some songs that I can’t listen to anymore, because they remind me of you; of all the times we’ve had together. And it sucks because some of them are great songs. And you fucking ruined them, you asshole.”

“I’m tired of acting like I don’t care, because I do. I fucking do, and that’s what makes this even worse.” 

“One thing you should know about me is that I suck at letting go.”

“So you’re telling me I’m supposed to sit here and give a fuck? You couldn’t pay me enough to do that. I have places to be and things to do.” 

“You need to stop being such a dramatic bitch.” “It’s the only way I can entertain myself, okay? Now piss off and leave me be.” 

“Maybe I shouldn’t have let you go.”

“You deserve someone better than me—” “You don’t get to decide that for me.”

“You ever think about how good we could have been together?” “Yeah. I think about it all the time, and then I remember how badly you fumbled. So yeah, good job.”

“You’re blushing.” “I’m not.” “…Then I guess I’ll have to give you something to blush over.”

“I lost myself while trying to find the good in you.”

“I think it’s comforting that they’re somewhere out there… Even if we never speak again, you know? They were a part of my life, even if it was only for a little while. They made me feel good, even if it was only for a short amount of time.” 

“Remember when you said you’d catch me when I fell? Well, you’re a fucking liar. Figuratively and literally. Now I’m hospitalised and also emotionally scarred. I hope you’re fucking happy about that.” 

“If we break up, I’d look for you in other people and be reminded that they are not you, and that I’d never find someone like you again. And… I don’t think I can bear the thought of that.”

“I give you permission to break my heart.” “And I give you permission to end me if I ever do break your heart.” 

“I have things to do—“ “And I’m one of them.”

“You’re only saying sorry because you want to make yourself feel better, so you can go shove that sweet apology up your ass because it doesn’t mean shit. I hope you continue to feel like shit over what you did, because I’m never forgiving you.”

“I had expectations for someone I knew couldn’t meet those expectations, so that’s my fault for expecting anything from you at all.”

“You? Breaking my heart? It’s funny how you think you even have that power over me.”

“You were like a routine that I loved and it felt… comfortable. But I guess that’s not the case anymore.” 

“You fell in love with the idea of someone that wasn’t even real. You fell in love with your own projections. How are you so foolish to think that it would have worked out?”

“I’m fine. Of course I’m fine.” “Everything about this interaction is telling me you’re not fine — not even close.”

“The idea of us was perfect. Blame me for thinking it would turn out into something good and as fantastical as what I made it out to be in my head.”

“Because no matter what I do, I can’t stop thinking about you and it’s about to drive me to the very brink of insanity, so if you’ll excuse me for not wanting to be near you, that would great.”

“I would not be who I am today if not for you.” 

(pt 1.) | (pt. 2)

[multifandomimagin3s]

Singer!Reader - 141, Los Vaqueros + Konig

Requested by Anon

Summary: Reader has to go undercover for a mission - and the guys find out that they have an amazing singing voice.

The song I had in mind whilst writing this was Doin' Time - Lana Del Rey ~

"Remember - eyes open, watch your six, Sergeant," Price's gruff voice spoke through your ear piece," The target is front and centre."

"Copy, Sir," You replied lowly.

Undercover missions were nothing you hadn't done before - in fact before your transfer to the 141 Taskforce they were your bread and butter. Usually your role was that of the other members of the squad - watch for the target, and then get them quickly and discretely as possible. This time? Well, Laswell had decided it would be best to put one of your other skills to use; before joining the army, you had a passion for music and singing, something that you didn't really get a chance to indulge in after climbing the ranks.

The mission itself was simple enough - you were to be onstage, singing to distract those in the room, namely the target, while the rest of the squad got into position - at which point, it was 'capture or kill' (as Ghost had put it).

You took a calming breath in through your noise and out through your mouth. Laswell would definitely owe you for this one...

Simon "Ghost" Riley

Had no idea that you could sing - when your melodic voice reaches his ears, it catches him off guard for a second, before he shakes his head slightly. Focus, he tells himself.

His eyes remain glued to the target, but he's internally fighting with himself not to stare at you.

Especially since you're dressed so nicely - he thinks you look good in anything you wear, even when in sweaty camo gear.

The target seems to ogle you just as adoringly - and it sets a fire in his belly.

When Price gives the signal to move in, he's taking the lead - and to his delight when the target resists, he gets to throw a punch at his stupid face.

After the mission, he voices his appreciation - well, as best as Ghost usually does:

"Not bad, Sergeant."

Definitely wants to hear you sing again, and might ask for an encore in private...

Johnny "Soap" MacTavish

He's staring at you with this adorable look of pure awe - it takes a nudge and disgruntled look from Ghost for him to remember why he was there in the first place.

Johnny also had no idea that you could sing, which was made more obvious by his reaction.

He sings your praises as soon as the mission is over, eyes practically sparkling with barely contained excitement; he has to reel himself back a bit given he was around his superiors.

"Aw that wis absolutely class*, (Y/N/N) - got the voice of an angel ~" [wis = was] [class = amazing, brilliant, great ].

Congratulations - you're now going to be his partner for drunk karaoke.

((I can absolutely see Soap getting piss drunk and belting out 'Sweet Caroline' in a pub after a mission - it gives Ghost a migraine every time he does it))

Captain John Price

He knew you could sing, he's seen your file - but he didn't know you could sing like that.

When Laswell had suggested her plan to him to use you as a distraction, he was a bit sceptical - to be honest, he'd rather have just captured the target either before he got to the venue or when he was leaving. But he trusted her judgement.

And he's glad that he did.

He praises you like a typical Dad;

"You did good there, (Y/L/N)," As he pats your back.

When Soap drags you up on stage with him for drunk karaoke, he's slightly less annoyed - at least your sweet voice might help cancel out Soap's :))

Kyle "Gaz" Garrick

Sweet boy is trying to stay composed for the mission - but try as he might, he can't control his facial expressions.

He's not as overtly expressive as Soap, but his eyebrows do almost meet his hairline, mouth parted slightly in surprise.

See, I reckon Kyle probably knew because you told him one night about how you used to sing a lot before joining the army - he's easy to talk to and a good listener, so you didn't mind him knowing.

Still, he's still amazed that you were this good.

I can also see him joining in on you and Soap's drunk karaoke session after a few drinks - and he's not a bad singer either.

Alejandro Vargas

Oh, he's your number one fan.

Stays composed for the sake of the mission but he can't help but crack a smile.

You probably met him during the Hassan mission, so he hasn't known you for too long - and you're full of surprises.

After the mission, he asks you questions - how long have you been singing? did you have lessons? He's just curious.

Probably would ask if you knew any Spanish songs - and if not, he's happy to teach you :)

Rudy Parra

He's naturally quite a quiet guy so he doesn't say much - his face says more than words could.

Like Alejandro, he hasn't known you very long but being able to learn more about you - and your skills off the field - is interesting.

He's a man of few words so he'd probably just give you a compliment which is short and concise;

"Tu voz es hermosa." ["Your voice is beautiful."]

Definitely would love to hear you sing again, and silently hopes that he will in future.

Develops a little crush on you then and there.

Konig

He knew you could sing - he's heard you singing in the showers back on base.

Being the shy guy that he is, he didn't say anything to you - he wasn't trying to be creepy but he was walking by on route to his room, and he heard you. Yeah, that sounded a bit sus.

But to hear you on stage, your voice crystal clear and so beautiful, had the little crush he had on you tripling in size.

He probably wouldn't say anything to you after the mission - he's naturally quiet and shy, plus he likes you, and you both were around the team so his anxiety said no.

However, when you're back on base and he gets a moment alone with you, he gets his words out;

"Sie haben eine erstaunliche stimme, Sergeant." ["You have an amazing voice, Sergeant."

[a-dauntless-daffodil]

Charlie: “Whhhew...! That was-”

Vaggie: “A lot?”

Charlie: “-better than expected!”

Vaggie: “No kidding. If I’d known inviting your dad here would get Alastor looking like a wet cat, I’d’ve pushed for it sooner.”

Charlie: “I’m just glad you pushed when you did.” (smooch) “Thank you. I’ve missed him.”

Vaggie: “Looks like he’s really missed you too, babe.”

Charlie: “Mm. Not enough to call, though.”

Vaggie: “Ehh, calling can be scary. Good thing you’re plenty brave.”

Charlie: “Only when you’re holding my hand!”

Vaggie: “Husk would say that’s an act of fucking bravery all on it’s own, letting yourself get grabbed by the small, mean, grumpy lady. Remind me not to help him out at the bar again ever. I think there’s vodka in my hair.”

Charlie: “I’ll try, but you know you’re gonna help anyway.” (second smooch) “Can I get a ‘you’re welcome’?”

Vaggie: (chuckling) “Charlie, I didn’t do anything.”

Charlie: “You do lots.”

Vaggie: “And thank hell Angel Dust isn’t around to hear that…”

Charlie: “I’m serious! You got me to call dad in the first place!”

Vaggie: “I just suggested it, you’re the one who did it, and you two worked things out together like a real father-daughter team.”

Charlie: “And we’re a great team too.”

Vaggie: “Well I’m definitely a pretty big fan of us. Although…. Sir Pentious and Keekee are giving us a run for our money. And the Niffty plus a lock of Lucifer’s hair combo might just have us beat.”

Charlie: “Blegh! She actually got that in the end? I thought her scissors couldn’t even cut it!”

Vaggie: “They didn’t. She used my spear.”

Charlie: “She WHAT-”

Vaggie: “And asked your dad very nicely to please take off his hat so she could trim off a piece without ruining the rest of his hair.”

Charlie: (sigh) “I guess as long as she ASKED…”

Vaggie: “D’you think her whole room is just a shrine to quote unquote bad boys?”

Charlie: “Oh don’t say that. We need to introduce her to some boybands or something.”

Vaggie: “We?”

Charlie: “Yes ‘we’, little miss likes making lesbian covers of the songs normally sung by teenage boys while you’re in the shower and think the sound of running water can in any way drown out your beautiful, heart stopping voice-”

Vaggie: “I- you- You’ve been listening!?”

Charlie: “Eeeev-er-y morning yep! Heheh~”

Vaggie: “Diablo mio… I need a drink.”

Charlie: (giggling) “To go with the vodka hair?” (nibbles Vaggie’s fringe) “Nom nom nom. Delicious~”

Vaggie: “Scratch that- clearly WE need some SLEEP.”

Charlie: “How can I sleep at all tonight, though? Vaggie- we’re gonna get a meeting with the top angels of creation! We’re gonna be on cloud nine! Literally! In HEAVEN!!”

Vaggie: “And sleep won’t be enough to prepare me for that but you definitely need it.”

Charlie: “It’s impossible! I need to SING!!!!!”

Vaggie: “You need to go shuck off those shoes and get in your ruby slippers while I put in your fav movie so we can get some rest.”

Charlie: “If you put in the Wizard of Oz you know I’m 100% gonna sing anyway right.”

Vaggie: “Yeah, but you’ll be singing in bed so you can keep watching the movie, and that’s good enough for me.”

Charlie: “I love youuuu~”

Vaggie: “Love you too sweetie. Slippers. Bed. Z’s. Now.”

Charlie: (kicks off shoes) “Ta da! There’s no place like home!"

Charlie: (clicks hooves together)

Charlie: "Heheheheh...!”

Vaggie: “I meant on the bed in your pajamas and under the actual covers- vaya, whatever. Scoot. Don’t go running off to Oz without me.”

Charlie: (snuggling vaggie in a hug instead) “I’m never going anywhere without you, Vaggie. Including heaven.”

Vaggie: (awkward laugh) “Great…”

Charlie: “Wanna know whyyyy?”

Vaggie: (smiles) “I make a great hand-holder, apparently.”

Charlie: “Yes. And, you’re home.”

Vaggie: “….yeah? I’m here? This is our room?”

Charlie: (snorting) “Vaggie-”

Vaggie: “In our hotel??”

Charlie: “Vaggie nooo- Anywhere else would be home too, with you there.”

Vaggie: “…..”

Vaggie: (deep breath)

Vaggie: “…... Charlie-”

Charlie: “You gonna press play?”

Vaggie: “-huh? Oh. Yeah.”

Charlie: (snuggling her) “This has been an amazing day. Wish every day could be like this, forever.”

Vaggie: “Yeah.” (hoarse) (curling up as close to charlie as she can) "Me too.”

-101 minutes of Oz later-

Vaggie: "Charlie?"

Charlie: "... nnnoooo..."

Vaggie: "Charlie, c'mon, at least let's get your coat off."

Charlie: "Mmrrr... mi mi mi..."

Vaggie: "You can go 'snork mi mi mi' afterwards. Work with me here, Dorothy- I can't get you settled into Oz without help."

Charlie: "Hmmheheheh... so im Dorothy..?"

Vaggie: "Definitely. You've got the ruby slippers on and everything."

Charlie: "I love that you call my hooves that~ Thats so silly. You're so silly, Vaggie."

Vaggie: "And you're already half asleep. Suspenders next, okay?"

Charlie: "Remove the suspenders... delete the suspenders..."

Vaggie: "Get your horns tangled in the suspenders somehow, wait, hold on-"

Charlie: "SUSPEND the SUSPEDERS!"

Vaggie: "Alright, good enough. That's all the annoying stuff gone anyway. You should be good like that, right?"

Charlie: "Sleeeeeepy. Snuggles?"

Vaggie: "Snuggles right after I change, give me one sec okay."

Charlie: "Mmm."

Charlie: "...vaggie."

Vaggie: "That was half a second."

Charlie: "Vaggiiiiie."

Vaggie: "I'm right over here, stop making grabby hands."

Charlie: "Vaggggiiiiiiiee...!"

Vaggie: (huffs) "Fine, fine..." (snuggles) "Not like my nightie would cover much anyway. But if we end up having to get up in the middle of the night for something exploding again, you're going out first, and I'm stealing your jacket."

Charlie: "You look good in my clothes."

Vaggie: "I look like a ten year old. The sleeves have to be rolled back to the elbow just so I have hands."

Charlie: "I like your hands..."

Vaggie: "Thanks." (kiss) "Go to sleep, Charlie."

Charlie: "Wait- heheheh- wait, Vaggie-"

Vaggie: "What?"

Charlie: "Vaggie, Vaggieeee~!"

Vaggie: "Giggling into my boobs isn't helping me understand what you're saying, babe."

Charlie: "Vaggie. If I'm Dorothy, and youuuu are GAY, then.."

Vaggie: "Little scared to see where this is going, not gonna lie."

Charlie: "Does that make-" (snickers) "Does that make you a girlfriend of Dorothy's?"

Vaggie: "............."

Charlie: "Vaggie~?"

Vaggie: "...Charlie. Please."

Vaggie: "Go the fuck to sleep."

Charlie: "HEH!"

[tiathecreator]

⋆⭒˚｡⋆ my love mine all mine. ( dick grayson ) !

‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏���‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎.𖥔 ݁ ˖✎ᝰ synopsis — " nothing in the world is mine for free, but my love, mine, all mine, all mine. " blk reader.

‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ࿐ ࿔*:･ﾟwarnings — possibly ooc dick ( i never write characters how they actually are lol ),angst, possibly hurt/no comfort ( ? ), unrequited love ( sorry y'all), she's a doozy y'all, dramatic x 100000.

‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎✧˚ ༘ ⋆｡˚ tia speaks — i need to stop listening to mitski while i brainstorm new fic idea because i just keep writing song fics. but alas, here we are. i literally love this album and i lowkey might make a masterlist for my song fics because i write sooo many of them. i hope y'all like this because i am proclaiming song fics to be my brand. i also suggest listening to the song as you read the latter half of this. dedicated to @pinkhoodi cuz this OUR man.

"you'll be there, right?"

"are you kidding me? i wouldn't miss it for the world."

"where's dick?" your mother asked as you took a seat next to her at the dinner table. she was expecting the young man's presence, having gone as far to prepare one of his favorite side dishes and a little extra to take home. "i thought you said he was coming tonight?"

"more excited to see him than me, hm?" you joked, attempting to avoid your mother's question. she gave you a deadpanned stare, causing you to sigh dramatically before answering. "he told me that he couldn't make it a few hours ago, i just forgot to tell you."

"oh, honey..." your mom started, but you shook your head and offered her a reassuring smile.

"ma, it's not a big deal. i told him we could just celebrate another time," you lied, resting a hand on her shoulder as she gave you a sympathetic smile. your eldest brother sat across from you, having noticed dick's absence, but chose not to mention it. having heard the topic of conversation, he grabs your attention to congratulate you.

you were a small fashion designer, often dealing with making pieces for special events for the small city of bludhaven. you work out of a small shop that you rent with some of the money from your designs as well with the income from being a art teacher for the local elementary school. you took a leap of faith and sent a few of your designs to a big name corporations and they loved them, immediately offering you a position. this was your dream and everyone was excited for you.

and now, you're at the celebratory dinner your parents planned in your honor. the same dinner that dick was supposed to be at, pouring you a glass of merlot. he hadn't said a word. he hasn't answered your calls nor your texts. you tried to give him the benefit of the doubt, trying to convince yourself that this was just a misunderstanding on his part, but you couldn't help but care about his absence.

but this was your night. so, you sucked it up and smiled for the pictures with your friends and family. you laughed at the jokes. you even gave a big teary speech with the power of brandy.

"did you drive tonight?" your second eldest brother asked, watching as you swayed a bit before turning to look at him.

"no. i figured i'd have a ride home given that this was my celebration and i knew i'd drink, but..." you shrugged. "i'll probably just get a taxi."

"get in," he opens the passenger door, gesturing for you to get it. "i'll give you a ride."

you stared at him for a few seconds before giving him a drunken smile. "awww big brother, you're too kind."

"yeah, yeah. just remember me when you're rich and famous with your own fashion line, okay?" he said as you got into the passenger seat, drunkenly settling in the seat before turning to him and giving him a cheery smile and a thumbs up. he huffed a laugh before closing his car door.

he rounds the car, gets in, and begins to drive. he glances over at you before sighing at the melancholic gaze in your eyes.

"so," he started, his tone gentle. you perked up at the sound of his voice, turning your head to look at him. "dick didn't show."

"yeah," you sighed out, turning away to look out the window. "he didn't come."

"why?" he asked the pressing question that you were sure many others wanted to ask at the dinner as they noticed the empty chair to your left.

"he just... didn't come."

"you two fighting or something? because i can't seem to think of another reason as to why he wouldn't—" your brother started but you cut him off.

"i don't really wanna talk about it," you rubbed eyes, effectively messing up your makeup for the night. you didn't want to talk about how your best friend wasn't there to celebrate your greatest achievement to date. that was a tomorrow ( read: next week ) problem. "he didn't come. that's it."

there was a pause before he sighed. "okay."

"okay," you repeated, slouching back in your seat before smiling to yourself. "drop me off at the bar by my apartment? i could use one more drink."

"i think you've had enough to drink for one night," he responded as the parking garage of your apartment building came in the view.

as he pulled toward the gate of the garage, you looked out the window, noticing a familiar figure sitting on the hood of a car in front of your apartment building. you let another tired sigh before looking ahead of you.

"yeah, you're probably right."

you woke up to someone pounding on your door, coupled with the pounding headache as a consequence from last night's drinking. you remove yourself from your bed, dragging your feet over to your door as the knocking continued.

"yeah, yeah, i heard you the first time," you groan as you open the door, keeping the chain lock secured as you did so. you rubbed your eyes as you asked "what?"

"y/n," you startled at the sound of his voice, immediately looking up and being met with the guilty gaze of dick grayson with a bouquet in his hand. hurt and anger filled you as you rush to close your door, unsuccessful as he shoved his foot in the crack of the door. "y/n, please. i'm sorry! just-just listen to me for a second."

"go fuck yourself, grayson," you said, leaning your full body weight on the door as you tried to get it to close despite his foot being in the way. "move your foot or i'm gonna fucking break it."

"just let me in so we can talk, y/n. okay? i just wanna talk," he begged as he tried to push the door open and away from his throbbing foot.

"i said, move. your. fucking. foot." you emphasized your words as you threw your body against your door, further crushing his foot. he removed his foot, allowing you to close your door. you leaned against it as the tears welled up in your eyes.

"y/n, please. just let me in. i know i fucked up, just let me in, so we can talk," he spoke through the door. you scoffed aloud, shaking your head at the desperation in his voice. you thought about leaving him there to talk to the door as you wallowed in self pity in your bed, but your hoping heart got in the way of your vengeful mind. you stood up and undid the chain lock before open the door and walking away, allowing him to let himself in.

"why?" was the first thing you said when he closed the door behind him.

"y/n, i know you're upset—" he started, but you shook your head.

"why didn't you come?" you asked again.

"i didn't mean to flake on you like that. okay, you know you mean the world to me. i just got so caught up yesterday, y'know? like with work and barbara, i just lost track of—"

"barbara? you missed the dinner because you were with barbara?" your voice cracked as you stared at him in disbelief.

barbara.

it was always barbara.

it was barbara when he didn't come out with you for your 21st birthday. it was barbara when he missed all 10 of your calls when you found out your apartment was broken into and you just needed a place to crash for the night. it was barbara when you got rejected from your dream fashion academy and dick was the one person you wanted to comfort you and tell you that you were still good enough.

it was barbara when you finally worked up the courage to tell dick that you had been in love with him since you first met and he tells you that he finally got barbara to agree to give him a chance.

and each time, you sucked it up and forgave him, whether he knew he hurt you or not.

"yeah, i had some time to kill before the dinner and she asked me to come see her. and i mean, she's my girlfriend, so of course i went. and then i realized that it had gotten pretty late and by the time i would've gotten to the dinner, it would've been over. i came by last night, waiting for you to come back. i got this big bouquette and a cake from that shop on 2nd—" he rambled, sitting the flowers down on the counter and pacing across the floor as he tried to redeem himself.

"you missed my dinner for barbara? the dinner that my family, who lives 3 hours away, planned to celebrate me achieving the one thing that i've wanted since i could write...for barbara? for a little alone time with your girlfriend? you mean i sat through two hours of my mom coddling me because the one person i wanted to celebrate with, who i wanted to support me, didn't show because you were with barbara?" you interjected, fighting tears and swallowing the lump in your throat. dick stopped his pacing to look at you, a huge sigh leaving his body as he scratched the back of his neck.

the two of you stood in silence as you stared at the nervous man in front of you. dick opened and closed his mouth, searching for something to say as he notice the quivering of your bottom lip and the dewy glaze of your eyes.

"yeah," he broke the silence. "i know i fucked up yesterday, but that's why i'm here now. i wanted to fix my fuck up. y'know, take you out for like breakfast or to the art museum a few towns over with the fashion exhibit i told you about. we can spend the whole day out celebrating."

"well, i don't want to celebrate today. the time to celebrate was yesterday at dinner which you missed so," you shrugged at him, turning around walk into your kitchen area, hoping to contain your emotions for a few more seconds.

"i know this is important to you, okay, and i'm sorry that i missed the dinner yesterday, but i think you're being a little unfair to me, right now. i mean, i know that we're best friends and we always want to be there for each other, but i also have a life of my own. you can't always have me, y/n," he said.

you can't always have me, y/n.

the words rang through your mind as your head fell forward and your shoulders began to shake as the dam broke. your tears fell rapidly as you silently cried, refusing to make a sound to save the little bit of dignity you had left.

maybe you were being unfair. it was just a dinner and he was trying to make it up to you now. he was a busy man and you knew that, so him clearing his schedule for you was a good sign that he was sorry. and beside, he was right. you couldn't have him.

but just a little part of you, a very naive part, hoped that you could one day matter more that barbara when it came to dick.

you sniffled and let out a weak laugh. "you know what, you're right. i can't expect to have you all the time."

"y/n, you know i didn't mean it like that," he tried, approaching you to pull you into a hug as your tears still fell. you pulled away from him as you moved to lean on the sink. you crossed your arms before letting out another watery laugh and looking at the man.

"i think you should go home," you give him your best smile. it was strained and shaky, but it was all you could muster up.

"y/n, what about the museum—" he tried again. you shook your head for the umpteenth time.

"i'm not up for it today. you can make it up to me some other time but i really can't look at your face right now," you walked to your front door and held it open, waiting for him to walk out.

"no. i'm leaving you here to cry because i missed your dinner," he looked at you, frustrated that you suggested that he left you alone in the state that you were in.

"it's not about the dinner, dick," you exasperated. "i just think you should go. i'll give you a call when i'm free, okay?"

"y/n..." he started, not moving from his spot.

"dick, please leave," you finalized, gesturing to the door as you held it open. he began to walk to the door, dropping his head in shame. "take the flowers, too."

"the fl—you love daisies."

"barbara loves daisies. i like lillies. i appreciate the thought, but i think you should take them, too," you told him. he looked at the bouquet on counter before retreiving it and making his way out the door. he was silent as he left out of your apartment. he stopped in front of you for a few seconds, opening and closing his mouth a few time before leaving. you closed the door lightly behind him and slid down the door, resting your back against it as you allowed yourself to cry once more.

nothing is the world belongs to me, but my love, mine, all mine.

nothing in the world is mine for free, but my love, mine, all mine, all mine.

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[mischiefmaker615]

I Told You So (2 of 2)

Credit: Shoutout to @darknessawaits28 who's roleplayed this storyline with me to make this one shot(s) possible! she and i both worked hard on it so please give her a follow :D enjoy!

Summary: Ignoring Loki's warnings, you blew off the fact that you might have yourself a bit of a stalker at work. When one thing leads to another, you find out you should have listened to your boyfriend.

Rating: R *dark warning!*

Song: Somebody's Watching Me by Rockwell

Note: Happy Spooky Season!

~Promp inspired by the photo actually :3

Sarah grinned from across the way while you put your apron on in a rush to help her keep up with coffee orders.

‘’..what?”

‘’your regular is here.’’ She teased.

‘’..so?” you shrug though your eyes gave a quite glance over to his usual seating area by the window.

He was blocking your view by the usual newspaper he would tend to bring in most days. If he didn’t, he usually opted to staring at you while you did your best not to feel awkward or drop anything by the fate of embarrassment. Something about his complexion always sort of reminded you of Loki’s- from his clean cut face and chiseled cheekbones, right down to the height and black hair he kept short. He always seemed to sport a suit, you often wondered if he came from the business buildings across the street- but he often avoided talking about himself and took interest in asking you questions about yourself. It was harmless at times and you often just answered what he wanted to know while he ate and drank the same thing he always got when he came here.. today he had nothing at his table.

‘’he didn’t order anything yet and he’s been here for like.. 15 minutes. I think he’s been waiting for you’’ she winked playfully, earning herself an eye roll as you pick up your notebook and pen- not that you’d need it, he always got the same thing.

Approaching the man now, he didn’t lower his paper until you had taken your last step to stand in front of him, almost as if he knew you were there. His smile was gentle, eyes soft as they gave a recognition to your presence while his ankles remained crossed to match his casual posture. ‘’there is my favorite server.’’ He teased.

You gave a friendly smile and waved the notebook a little. ‘’I’ll be assuming I won’t be needing this?”

‘’the usual please.’’ He grinned and leaned on his forearms, each hand resting on his elbows while he leaned forward. He almost gave off the vibe like his eyes would look you over but they never had.. not while you faced him anyway. ‘’get something for yourself, it’s on me.’’

‘’the benefit to working here is that I get my drinks for free.’’ You laughed while you slip your notebook into your apron.

‘’well then allow me to buy you something different.. elsewhere.’’ He said gently, not a demanding note in his voice while he set down a $20.

‘’for someone who gets the same thing practically every day, you should know it’s not $20’’ you laugh and pick it up to retrieve his receipt.

‘’consider it a tip then, as a compliment to your memory.’’ He grinned while you hesitate before giving him a friendly shrug.

‘’the tip jar will be much appreciative, as will the rest of the staff.’’ You smile gently- hating your boss for not allowing direct tips but at least it was just you and Sarah splitting it this time.

‘’you never answered my question.’’ He smirks.

You hesitate a little to remember before you smile sheepishly. ‘’I appreciate the drink offer but-‘’ you jump a little as the sound of broken glass fills your ears behind you. Turning around, a customer cups her cheeks in embarrassment while she scoots her chair away from the broken cup.

‘’oh my god I am so sorry-‘’

‘’don’t worry about it, it happens.’’ You smile, waving it off as you hurry over to clean it up. ‘’Sarah, please bring the dustpan-‘’ you call over while beginning to carefully gather up the larger pieces with your hands.

‘’I would be a bit more careful than to pick up glass-‘’ a familiar voice spoke up above you while your eyes landed on his shoes in front of you. You glance up to see your regular customer you had just spoken with- and left while he gazes down at you with a hint fo concern. Damn he was tall..

‘’it’s okay, its just- ow!’’ you yelp, the sharp pain in your finger causing you to flinch back and hold your hand to your chest.

‘’oh dear.. here, let me see..’’ he says gently and kneeled down onto one knee, his hand taking your wrist before you could think twice. ‘’just a small cut, I think you will live another day to take my order.’’ He winked with a teasing tone while he reached into his jacket pocket to pull out a handkerchief.

You could feel the slight redness come to your cheeks as his soft, slender fingers paid careful attention at holding your hand up while his other began wrapping your finger in a snug bandage. He was close where you couldn’t help but inhale, gathering the scent of pine and masculinity.. much like your boyfriends. You didn’t know you were staring until his eyes rose to meet yours, almost start long you out of your thoughts as his beautiful blue orbs searched yours.

‘’it’s on me this time, as a thank you.’’ You said quietly, slipping the $20 into his hand to place your other while you stood up and took a careful step back from the glass.

‘’what of your tip?” he raises a brow, standing up where he then reminded you of how different his height was compared to yours.

‘’it’s-‘’ you began before Sarah appeared between you both and she cleared her throat.

‘’id step back if I were you, don’t need any more injuries- mind watching the counter while I take care of this?” she said quickly and began brooming up the glass, brushing against the man’s shoes that made him take a step back with the smallest look of irritation before his eyes softened back at you.

‘’I suppose I shall see myself off right now, until then Y/N.’’ he smiled, his eyes never leaving yours until he fully passed you to leave.

‘’..wait- your-‘’ you were to late as he walks out, the money still in your hand as you watch him disappear from your winds.

‘’he gave you a lot of do-me eyes.’’ Sarah whispered with a not-so-sure teasing voice.

‘’nah, he’s just nice..’’ you shake your head but even you could see the hesitation on your face as you look down at the money in your hand.

‘’just make sure you tip stays money.’’ She warned before she headed off with the glass and with you looking back towards the door with a held breath.

~

No.. no no no no.. no- you couldn’t have.. you couldn’t’ have known.. non of this was your fault- not really.. the red flags were just.. not enough to take in consideration..

How was any of this your fault?

How were you suppose to know a car was parked behind the café? How were you suppose to know that closing alone would present opportunity? how were you suppose to know the danger that came after hanging up on your over-worried boyfriend? How were you suppose to know that this man.. this regular customer, would be sneaking up behind you and-

‘’I’ve waited to long darling to let some jealous boyfriend get in my way’’ he hissed in your ear, hand firmly clamped over your mouth while his arms wrapped around your middle, pinning your arms to your sides firmly with incredibly impossible strength-

A muffled sound came out of your mouth, most likely cuss words as your body squirmed while his chest stayed firmly against your back. It was as if you were a mouse, weak and in the clutches of a cat who didn’t seem to be bothered by any attempts you gave to free yourself. You felt your feet being pulled along the side walk while he got you to the side of the building and your front pressed up against the brick. The night air seemed to consume you while the moonlight gave no help into indicating a person near by to flag for help.

Help..

‘’You have no idea how exhausting holding up that spell can be, it is degrading to pose as a common weak mortal on top of it all’’ he said in disgust while two prong like things seemed to rest on the back of your head, almost as if they were horns as he kept his face close to whisper. You felt his chest press more into your back, hearing an inhale before a light breathy moan left his lips, having captured your scent. ‘’I’ve been watching you for some time darling, waiting.. But of course, you already knew that, don’t you?” he smirked, spinning you around to face him with a hand at your throat, threatening to squeeze if you would dare make a sound.

Your fingers latched onto his wrist automatically, knowing trying to pry it away was a fools game but the attempt was there. Your eyes widened upon the stranger who’s face seemed to give off enough recognition in what little light the night provided.

The stranger.. your customer.. no?- Loki?... your eyes widened at the sight of your boyfriend, how his horns framed his face with a sinister expression while he held you firm against the wall with one hand. His attire was- different.. seeming to take on a government official look or.. presidential vibe. What the hell was going on??

By your eyes alone, he seemed to throw his head back and laugh, the button flashing in the moonlight that read “president”. ‘’rest assured darling, I am Loki but I am not your boyfriend. Merely a.. version of him.’’ he smirked, clearly amused by your betrayed look on your features that quickly switched off to fear and confusion.

‘’what are you- talking about?” you gasped out, this ‘Loki’ granting you a little bit of air when your eyes began to flutter.

‘’Let me make one thing clear darling. I am no variant. All other Loki’s are variants of me, i am the superior one. Make no mistake about that.’’ he clarified with a dangerous expression before it seemed to change into his sick, calm smirk. ‘’and you, darling, are the right person to help me.’’

‘’w-what?” you gasped out, still trying to understand as your body tensed. At least you knew your Loki was safe if this wasn’t the one you knew..

‘’Your different from the others, you understand humans more than they understand themselves. You listen, help, care and observe.’’ he explained, his voice a bit softer as is his eyes while he remembered watching you all the time from the café. ‘’I will be in need of your input against these worthless mortals, what they look for and can sway them to get the votes. Obviously just until i am in power, then i will be able to show them what true power is and what their position needs to be, but a human understands a human. And what better human to help me.. Amongst other things, than you?’’ he smirked.

Your eyes widened while his eyes seem to slowly move down to look over your body, his grip holding firm while the other hand slowly rose up to trace a finger along your jawline. Your body shivered, tensed and your eyes glared daggers at him you wished would hurt him.

‘’fuck you! When Loki gets a hold of you, I promise you will surely- gah!”’ you gasped as he squeezed ever so slightly to cut your words, forcing you to continue purely on breathing while his eyes hardened.

‘’that variant will be lucky to be left alive under my rule, let alone get you back.’’ His eyes then indicated an idea before he gave a small smirk with his eyes flashing over you. ‘’Unless of course, i decide to keep you intact so that i could use you more than once.’’ he purred, keeping a hand at your throat while the other dipped into your cleavage, fingertips brushing up against your soft skin ‘’everything will get easier the more willing you become. Help me, and your boyfriend won’t die’’ he proposed, his eyes deadly serious.

Your eyes widened while your body stilled. He was dangerous and you weren’t sure how capable he was, even though you had faith in your boyfriend. What could you do right now? Play dumb to get lose and escape? He was smart and you were sure he would see through it immediately while your eyes slowly closed to think and ignore his unwanted attention while his finger tips seem to trace your collarbones and back down to between your breasts before trailing back up in a teasing motion. You weren’t sure what he wanted help with still, but it seemed to be negotiation purely, which you had a chance swaying the people still to rise up against him. if you made it that far..

‘’fine.. I’ll help you..’’

‘Loki’ laughed again, looking upon you with comical seriousness while he tilted his head slightly. ‘’And how, darling, would you prove to me that you will help me and not go against your word? Humans are notorious on that, and i could easily slit your boyfriend’s throat if even a second of your betrayal. How could you possibly expect me to let you go like this when you are waiting for the moment to strike?’’

‘’you are similar to him.. my Loki.. you can tell if I’m lying or not, right?” you asked quietly while he paused his hand to study your face, his eyes narrowing while he seemed to concentrate.

After a moment, he smirked, sensing no lies as he leaned forward, the tip of his nose gliding down your cheek and to your jawline before he hummed, taking in your sweet scent again. ‘’you work for me now darling, and I shall trust you until said otherwise. And that will mean that I own you.. every, single, part of you..’’ his lips murmured against your skin, a soft kiss to follow each word trailed your jawline towards your ear before you felt his warm tongue run a slow trail up to your earlobe ‘’at least.. soon..’’

‘’hey- get the fuck away from her!’’ a man yelled, standing in the middle of the ally way he must have wondered before getting close enough to take in the scene.

‘Loki’ rolled his eyes and looked over at him, clearly unbothered but thoroughly annoyed with the man who pointed a pocket knife in his direction. ‘’You humans have a tendency to think you can simply just win everything with the mask of intimidation. I’m sure your fear will have no problem showing itself when you’ve realized your wrongful action’’ his other hand stretched out, palm facing towards him before shooting a sliver of light that illuminated with a greenish tint at him, evaporating into his stomach while the man gasped and looked down with confusion.

No sooner did he look up to speak before his body suddenly enclosed in itself with the horrifying brief sound of bone cracking and innards gurling before his body disappeared completely. The sound of hyperventilating drew ‘Loki’s’ eyes back to you who looked towards the scene still with panicked eyes and mouth searching for words.

‘’I’ve always admired your human’s determination and guts, but that will not do if you are to know your place. Without it, uprising will send you all back into chaos and filth that covers this world. Don’t you agree?’’

‘’you.. you killed him..’’ you breathed, eyes seeming to not be able to look away at what was.

‘’I lost soul that was better to be disposed of than properly trained.’’ ‘Loki’ waved his hand in dismissal while his eyes softened to study yours. ‘’better to pick thy battles for those who show better potential.’’ His hand finally removed itself from her throat, moving now to cup her jaw while his thumb and pointing finger added a little pressure to press her cheeks forward, seeming to pucker her lips a little where his eyes flickers down at with lust in his eyes.

‘’Every day I wondered what you’d do with your life, or if you enjoyed being at the bottom of this economy cleaning glass and serving muffins.’’ His other hand took hold of her wrist, holding her hand up before his fingers gripped his handkerchief from the other day for her wound and pulled it off. ‘’You’re better than that,.. but if you will yourself at the bottom, you’ll always be at the bottom. Just as you are now, under my boot.’’ he smirked and ran his tongue over your wound, his eyes practically fluttering as he moaned at the taste of your blood. ‘’Which is why i offer you this chance. Thank me later if you must, I’m sure you’re still concentrating on how your sacrifice has saved your boyfriend. But you'll learn to be selfish soon enough.’’

‘’you’re a monster..’’ you breath out, your body tensing as he leans forward and ghosts the tip of his nose against yours, his eyes falling down to your lips while your hands grip his wrist at your jaw.

‘’monsters turn away from it’s society. I know you will see my offered salvation for this world, soon enough..’’ he murmured before brushing his lips against yours, almost seeming to tease himself as his lips turned up into a grin before he pressed them more firmly against yours.

‘’mmph-‘’ your grip tightened, body pressing more into the brick behind you as if to create any distance you could away from him- but he pressed on.

His body seemed to mold against yours like a glove, a perfect fit if it wasn’t for the fact that this situation was wrong.. so.. so.. wrong.. you squeezed your eyes shut, willing yourself to try not to think about what was happening right now, and what will happen after.

You should have listened to Loki and his incredible instincts.. your body shook and you felt the tears fall down your cheeks at the memory, at how he pleaded, and how you ignored him. ‘Loki’ continued to kiss you and hum against your lips while your mind all but told you you wished you could kiss your Loki one more time.. to ask and beg for forgiveness.. will he still love you after that? At what you’ll be after this?

‘’your tears will taste all the more sweeter when they run down your cheeks from joy and ecstasy, this I promise you darling..’’ he murmured against you, having pulled you away from your thoughts to realize he had ran his tongue gently to take in your liquid sorrow. You didn’t even have the sanity to respond anymore as your heart tightened while he paid no mind at how you felt and merely tilted your head to the side, showing and granting more access to your throat in which he began to indulge with sucking and nipping.

Help..

‘I’m here..’

The familiar voice in your mind had your eyes shoot open to find that ‘Loki’ was staring at you, eyes just as wide as mouth gaped open with words that had been lost for who knows how long before realization. His body was still, tense and hand still gripping your jaw in a much looser form before his hand dropped to his side with his eyes now glazing over. You pressed your back against the brick, body frozen and panicked with not even a dare in your mind to move.

But he did..

With a sharp inhale, ‘Loki’s’ body tensed before his eyes closed before you finally saw it. His body shook, light seemed to spring out from his chest before it spread out to cover the rest. Everywhere the light appeared, his body would vanish. Your eyes widened, in confusion and shook with fear whatever was happening would happen to you. His head tilted up, his sharp jawline highlighted in the moonlight before he jerked again with a grunt, eyes shooting open and hands pressed into the brick beside your head- startling you with a quick yelp.

‘’I.. will.. find-‘’ he then gasped and in one quick second, his entire form vanished with a flick of light, causing you to cover your eyes with quick breaths of panic.

Blinking to clear your vision, you slowly lowered your hand, having heard pants to match your own as you looked in front of you to see Loki, panting and shaking with a strange prod of some sort in his extended hand where the.. President Loki had stood. His eyes were exhausted but in fear, hair messed up like he had been running his hand through it all day and clothes wrinkled, being the same ones form this morning.

‘’L-Loki..’’ you breathed, your voice cracking with relief washing over you while he dropped the prob away from him before rushing forward. His arms engulfed you in a second, your face burying itself in his chest as his arms held you close and his chin on top of your head.

‘’are you hurt? Are you okay? Who was that? Do you need anything? Are you hurt?” he rambled, his voice barely above a whisper as his heart thundered in his chest while he pulled back just enough for his eyes to scan over your body.

‘’I’m okay I’m okay-‘’ you clam him quickly, your hands holding onto him tight as you get as close as possible and shook in his embrace. ‘’it was- he was.. I don’t know.. he was you, but- not you? A variant of some sorts.. posed as one of my customers’’ you tell him with a racing mind, still trying to understand it himself while Loki raised a brow and blinked.

‘’a variant?” he thought out loud, tensing as he held you closer and his head rose, looking around as if to make sure they were still safe. ‘’I’m not sure how that’s possible..’’

‘’wha.. what is that thing?” you asked, your eyes falling down to the prob that lay on the floor, it’s tip no longer glowing.

‘’a friend of mine gave it to me, guess it came in handy..’’ you could hear the attempted smile in his voice as he turned and kept his arm around your side. ‘’I think it’s best if we talk somewhere safer, let’s go home..’’ he whispered, his body still tense while his eyes searched your surroundings.

You quickly nodded, glancing back behind you at the scene you had just been. ‘Loki’ gone and a man dead, no evidence left behind.. what did it all mean? Why you? Why Loki?.. your mind continued to race even after you’ve gone to bed, keeping yourself close to your boyfriend’s side while slept took it’s time to come.

And it did, eventually.

The sun behind your eye lids indicated that it was morning, making your squeeze them shut tighter as your fingers pulled the pillow over your face. You were tired.. so so tired..

The feeling of soft finger tips trailed over your spine, traveling up your neck before gliding down to your tail bone in a repetitive journey. The sheet lay just over your lower self while you tried going back to sleep on your stomach, strongly debating if you wanted to if your boyfriend was going to continue to arouse you like this with somehow only a finger.

‘’darling..’’ his voice whispered, a little muffled where you had to lighten on your hold on the pillow over your head with your lips smiled at his voice.

‘’hmm?” you hummed with tired pleasure, the feeling of his hand and the sound of his voice never failing to sooth you. Until what he said made your eyes shook open and your body tense under his touch.

‘’..i don’t want you going to work today..’’ 

The ending is up to you, thats the spookiness behind it i suppose Lol

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dust — jeon wonwoo | 919 words | fluff, hurt/comfort

stream dust till it creates a black hole in your heart! 10/10 recommended!

gender neutral reader. warnings: none.

wonwoo comes home from a long but productive day in the studio only to find you lying on the bed of your shared bedroom with your laptop to your side and his sweatshirt in your hands.

you're curled up on yourself and facing him, but you haven't registered his presence yet.

his first instinct is to defend himself — he hasn't done anything wrong. that he's aware of. your house was not a mess when he left this morning. he woke up at the same time as you, and because you were going to be late for work, he managed to help fold your bedsheet, prepare breakfast while you showered and keep your stuff ready so all you had to do was grab them and dart out of the door.

he'd called you in the afternoon to check in on you after the hectic morning you'd had, and you'd sounded fine. tired, but fine. your presentation had been due but you seemed confident enough that it would go well.

did it not go well?

he takes a step forward and calls out your name. he just wants to hold you in his arms and know that you're okay, even if you might not want to tell him what's wrong.

you look at him and let out a sad noise. he can't take it anymore.

"can i sit next to you?" he asks, only taking his place next to you when you nod. "hey," he says, resting a hand on your back.

"hey," you say, but your voice breaks and it sounds like you've just pronounced the eighth letter of the alphabet. wonwoo swallows a smile and rubs his hand up and down your back.

"did me being here in spirit help?" he asks, pointing to the sweatshirt in your hand. you look at the piece of clothing in your hand and tighten your grip on it.

"please don't...break up with me?"

wonwoo frowns. that's not what he expected you to reply with. he tries to rack his brain for reasons why he'd ever do that.

"did you cheat on me?"

his question shocks you enough to get you to sit up straight, looking at him. "how could you think i'd ever—"

"because that's the only reason i'd break up with you."

you blink. "oh," you say, "so it's fine if i...i don't know, finish the last of the cookies we saved?"

he gives you his most unimpressed stare, only because he knows it always makes you smile. you push the sweatshirt away and reach out for him, and he's more than happy to be held by you.

"i don't want our relationship to be like dust," you say after a while.

wonwoo tries to decipher your metaphor, not that you speak often in them. he lifts his head to give you a questioning look when his mind comes up with nothing.

"i was listening to fml."

right. the album's just come out a couple of days ago, and you promised you'd listen to it when you got the time.

"is it so bad that you're down?" he asks.

you let out a watery laugh at that. it's enough to reassure him to lie down again.

"it's the opposite of that. it's pretty good, actually," you say, resting a hand in his hair, lazily tousling it.

wonwoo's train of thought has reached its final stop. "baby, you're going to have to help me out here."

you sigh, almost into his hair. "i heard dust."

"so what if you— oh."

"yeah, oh."

wonwoo's consumed by an intense surge of affection for you. he tries to pull himself into you even closer, only paying the slightest attention when you push at his shoulder and complain about not being able to breathe.

"baby," he says, feeling his voice take on a tone he knows you're going to chide him for, "you do know i had nothing to do with writing that song?"

he feels you nod.

"you also know i'm not the one who sang anything on that song?"

he can almost hear the gears turning in your head before you mumble a soft, "shut up, wonwoo." and then, "you're going to break your glasses if you hold me like that any longer."

"don't care." but he rolls away when you push his shoulder. "do you seriously think i'm going to break up with you some day?"

you shrug. "sometimes. bad days."

"why don't i ever hear about them?"

you sigh. "it's stupid. not worth your time."

wonwoo shakes his head. "you don't get to decide that, baby."

you look at him with a small smile on your face. "that's the third time you've called me that today."

"i'll say it again if you want me to."

when you say nothing, he rolls back next to you, mindful of your laptop. it's been a while since you've just hung out, doing absolutely nothing together.

"hi, handsome."

he closes his eyes at the compliment. "i was thinking."

"oh, no."

he pinches your side gently. "it's raining outside."

"is it?"

"do you want to go out?"

"in...the rain?"

"i was thinking we could film a video to this song. so you don't feel sad the next time you hear it."

your eyes widen with what he can only call love, before you wrap yourself around him tightly.

"i love you, wonwoo, i love you, i love—"

"i love you too, baby," he says, holding you closer to him. loving you is the easiest thing he's done.

[nattroan]

𝓣 𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒅𝒆!!✦

𝓓𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐍𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬!!🕸

When you first started dating her, she was a little cold trying to make sure if she could really trust you, until one day she just came to your house after an argument with her father and you listened so carefully and hugged her and comforted her. so affectionately that you made her feel so safe with you, after that day she was much more affectionate alone with you

She's really so obsessed with giving you cute nicknames in Italian

She thinks you are the most beautiful person in the universe

Once during a sexual moment that you were having with her, she grabbed your neck out of lust and the heat of the environment. The problem was that she grabbed your neck more than she should and left the mark of her hand on your neck (and you didn't you wanted to tell her that she was taking your breath away because you didn't want to ruin the moment) and when you went to sleep after that she saw the mark on your neck and the mark on your neck reminded her of when her father was trying to kill her mother with her hands and began to cry on your shoulder while asking for forgiveness, you woke up and automatically asked her why she was crying while you hugged her and well, she told you what was happening to her while desperately asking for your forgiveness (my little baby thought that night that he had become his father😭😭)

When she's jealous, she puts her hand in one of the back pockets of your pants and gives you a kiss in front of the guy who's flirting with you just to make it clear to him that you already have a partner and it's her (if that doesn't work, she might start telling him to the guy who leaves you alone but with insults like that

“Hey idiot, don't you see that she already has a partner, leave her alone if you don't want her to break your fucking nose”

When she loses a match she feels super angry and yells or speaks badly to everyone who tries to tell her to calm down or who tries to talk to her, except you, <3

I think you are the only person capable of calming her down (help, I can't stop laughing, this reminded me of a scene from the kissing booth😭😭 look at me, Noah look at me!)

She thinks you look so cute in any type of clothes

Sometimes when she is stressed and it is not yet time to leave class she throws you a piece of paper in the middle of class telling you to meet in the locker room, when the two of them get to the locker room Natalie simply starts kissing you until she forgets why she was stressed

Natalie just loves having you on her lap while she kisses you

When she is depressed or angry the only thing she likes to do is go to your house and lay her head on your chest while you caress her head or play with her hair while a Nirvana song plays in the background

She really loves to tell you things and teach you songs from her favorite bands or soloists

She also loves it when you tell her about your tastes too and she will always listen very carefully

I feel like she would have been terrified when you told her you wanted her to meet your parents

until she finally comes to your house for dinner and sees that your parents aren't as bad as she thought, your dad asked her some questions but that's it, your parents absolutely like Nat

I think he really loves every part of your body but his favorite part of your body would be your thighsis

her loves to put his hand on your thigh and also lay his head on your thighs

You once gave him a Nirvana CD and he couldn't stop kissing you that day

She loves it when you steal her clothes and wear them, she thinks you look so cute with her things

you love the way her rings look on her hand and you're obsessed with always grabbing her hand and seeing her rings

“you really like my rings love”her said making fun of you a little

Oh, shut up,” you said laughing blushing

“Admit it” her said, grabbing you by the waist while giving you small kisses all over your face

Sometimes she gets very insecure and you have to remind her that you only love her and that you are not going to abandon her

She has a mixtape full of songs that remind her of you and she listens to it when you're not with her

when they kiss she likes to whisper I love you between kisses

You were the first to say I love you of the two, although she says it to you more often

Her loves to flirt with you just to see your blushing face

she dedicates many songs to you

For Natalie, you are the most beautiful woman in the world and it hurts her so much that you don't think the same

Every imperfection you see in yourself is something she loves

“baby you know you're too beautiful right?”

One day you told her about all your insecurities and she kissed all the imperfections you saw in yourself

n/a: hii, sorry if there are any spelling mistakes, English is not my native language, I'm sorry,and if you are reading this, I just want to tell you that you are surely a wonderful and truly beautiful person, even if you don't see it for yourself and if you ever feel too bad with your physique or you are having a bad time in your life. I'm always attentive to my messages so write to me and I will try to help you <3

[cherubcameron]

I love you, I’m sorry

Rafe x Sofia

Authors note: this might be a little meta, but reader is in this. She’s not romantically linked to either Rafe and Sofia in this one. So this is almost like an au where she’s just Sofia’s pogue friend. Can yall tell I really like the whole singing thing.. also I won’t lie to yall. My mental health has decline by a lot so here’s something that’s helping me cope.

You’d been surprised when Sofia had told you; she quit. You’d been even more surprised that she had told you that Rafe told her too. You’d told her that was a terrible idea. That rich guys like Rafe would end up fucking her over and she shouldn’t be financially dependent on him. She hadn’t listened.

A rapid knock was heard at your door. You went quickly towards the door. You opened it, seeing a crushed Sofia.

She had told you everything.

You hadn’t realize how deep it’d all been. But now you were with her on the beach. Trying to distract her from all that had to do with Rafe Cameron. You’d brought your other friends. Hoping that’ll cheer her up. But to no avail, she sat on the beach blanket; quiet.

“Ay amiga! I know it hurts now. But you’ll heal from it eventually.” You say, holding her hand. She looked towards you, furrowed brows and a frown.

“I just— I don’t think he’ll ever forgive me. He told me he hates when people break his trust. And I did the worst thing possible. I’m such a piece of—

You stopped her before she could continue. Your hand on top of hers.

“You can’t beat yourself up for it. Even though, was it excessive? Yes, but it’s already been done. You can’t keep hating yourself because you were hurt by his words. You acted out of hurt.” You say, trying to console her.

Her head falls to your shoulders. “I’m still an idiot. I should have known it was a swindle. The whole thing felt sketchy. Now Hollis is dead and Groff ran away with Rafes money.”

You give her a sympathetic look. “It’s like, no matter how hard I try. I always make dumb decisions that hurt the people I care about most. I let my anger get in the way.” She continues. “He did so much for me and I threw it all away. If he never forgives me. I don’t blame him.” She looked down at the ground, a frown on her face.

A Karol g song starts to blast through the speakers and you looked down at her and smile.

“Dame tiempo/que no estoy mi mejor momento.” (Give me time, that I’m not at my best) You start to sing, Sofia looking up at you, a sad smile on her face.

“Y mientras me curo del corazón/Hoy salgo pa'l mar a aprovechar que hay sol/Está bien no sentirse bien, es normal, no es delito” (And while I heal from the heart/Today I go out to the sea to take advantage of the sun/It's okay to not feel good, it's normal, it's not a crime)

Tears start to roll down her face as you continue to sing. Your hand now in hers. You sway a little as you sing. Unaware of someone approaching you two from behind.

“No necesito más/Solo amor, dame tiempo/Yo me sano con tu compañía/Esa paz que me das” (Don't need more/Just love, give me time/I heal with your company/That peace that you give me) She finally is back to eye level with you. She sings along with you. You nudge her, making her smile.

Someone clears their throat, you and Sofia breaking apart. Turning to see who it is. Your eyes widen as you see who it is. Rafe. You turn to see Sofia then back to him.

“I’ll leave you two… alone.”

(Sofias pov)

Sofia looked at Rafe as he sat down beside her on the sand. Rafe looked back as her friend walked away. He turned back to Sofia.

“So..” Rafe starts.

“I’m so sorry.” She sobs, it comes out of her quickly. He turns to her suddenly, his expression unreadable.

Then he sighs.

“Why did you do it?” He asks coldly, he looks towards the ocean. The waves rolling out towards shore. It would have been peaceful, had it not been for the tension between them.

“The deal with Hollis? It was stupid and it’s just going to make you more mad.” Rafes face hardens, his jaw ticking.

“I’ll be more mad if you don’t tell me. Tell me why? I deserve to know that much.” He looks at Sofia intently, she could feel her heart hammering in her chest. She didn’t know how to begin.

“My dad had came to me, asking for my help. He’d— he’d asked me to help Hollis nudge you for this deal.” Sofia sighs, her eyes looking towards him. But he’s still watching the waves roll out, kissing the shore before rolling back in. “ I told him no, originally. That I wouldn’t scam you like that. That it was dishonest.”

Rafe scoffs, shaking his head. “Oh yeah?”

Sofia face screws up, “Yes Rafe, I wasn’t going to do that to you. But then. But then I heard you with Ruthie and Topper.”

Rafe finally turns when he hears those two names. His brows furrow.

“That just because we hooked up didn’t mean that made me your girlfriend. That you wouldn’t live with a pogue… how you have standards.” She says, now being the one who turned towards the ocean. Unable to look him in the eyes.

Her friends had gone towards the water now. Making sure to give them privacy. —Silence engulfs them. The sounds of the seagulls, people laughing, and the waves crashing can only be heard.

“I didn’t mean that.” He says, “I just— when I have something. I don’t want people to ruin it and I just didn’t like how she spoke to me. I was being defensive. But I didn’t mean it.”

Sofia scrunches her eyebrows. “It still hurt to hear, Rafe. I-I know I messed up. I only did what I did out of anger…”

Rafe is silent for a while, he rubs his hand across his face. Biting his lip, which she wasn’t used to seeing.

“I just need time okay.” He finally says.

“Time?”

“Time to forgive you. I know I broke up with you so fast. I should have let you explain yourself. But it’s not like you were dying to say anything.” He says bitterly. Their eyes finally meet. It feels almost like the first time it ever did. Without her betrayal. When things were fresh. She would do anything to go back to that.

He’d been so kind. She didn’t think someone like him would ever notice her. But he did.

“I love you, I’m sorry Rafe.” She whispers, his face can’t settle on an emotion to feel.

“Just give me time.” Sofia nods, placing her head on his shoulder. He lets her. Both of them watching was the waves settles. Smoother than the crashes it had been.

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@lostsyren

[girlfriendsofthegalaxy]

tuesday again 9/24/2024

you might be wondering “is my dear friend tumblr user girlfriendsofthegalaxy still unemployed?” the answer is yes. take this cat off my hands please i don’t think he’s causing the unemployment but he certainly isn’t helping

listening

via Wendy @dying-suffering-french-stalkers, Huoy Meas' ប្រគល់ក្ដីស្នេហ៍មកខ្ញុំវិញ. figuring out what this incredibly zippy Cambodian rock song is named and what it's about was really difficult bc spotify is a bane upon this earth and won't let you fucking copy-paste and OCR was not working on the Khmer script. i ended up listening to the first couple seconds of each of her songs on apple music, and finally figured out this roughly translates to Give Me Back My Love and is about begging a fuckboy for closure.

via the spotify discover weekly, Night Club's Pretty Girls Do Ugly Things. all Night Club's songs sound the same so if you like one, great news! i had this song on for a full gregorian hour bc, i am only a tiny bit ashamed to say, i was storyboarding a The Man With No Name fancam to this. i think it would go pretty hard.

Smoke you like a cigarette Choke you like a lariat Fatalistic tourniquet Do you want more?

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reading

thank you mackintosh.

i did not Adore any of these comics from the library. i sort of enjoyed Night of the Ghoul, a one-volume TPB by Scott Snyder and Francesco Francavilla. i think ive blogged about this before but every once in a while i'll get a bee in my bonnet to read some horror comics even though i am a giant baby about horror movies.

Night of the Ghoul is about how you can't save your dad from PTSD but also about a lost horror film and also about the extremely dad behavior of tracking down every scrap of info about an auteur. there's also a monster.

the subtle art changes from present day to the remains of the film to the non-film flashbacks are well done, imo. the cover screams mignola but the inside pages are really fun pulp nonsense. i love a piece of genre writing that rolls around and delights in being a piece of genre writing.

im doing my level best not to get sucked into tiktok but i DO love watching this lady revive antique nail polish and look for dupes for shades from like the 20s. she found an almost exact dupe for a shade produced during wwii which is crazy insane to me!!!

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watching

The Asphalt Jungle (1950, dir. Huston), it's a very painterly heist noir. i even like Sterling Hayden in one of the more prominent roles, even though i think he generally has the appeal of undercooked dough.

much like Fritz Lang's M, it presents the criminal element of the city as its own class with its own reputation and reference systems. it got in some trouble with the censors for having a VERY clearly laid out heist plan and execution. it's also got the babiest Marilyn Monroe in one of her earliest roles

this was such a gloriously messy movie. everyone is such a fucking mess. this woman only known as Doll is heartbreakingly, head over heels in love with Sterling Hayden's character. she's a little flighty and bumbling and silly, but determined! they're constantly orbiting the gravitational weight of her desire for this man and desire for a real life with this man. and that's just one subplot! she has maybe five minutes total screentime! she should have gotten a supporting actress oscar!!! everyone acted their fucking hearts out and it was so much fun to watch!

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playing

monument valley is in the netflix games library this month (i don't actually know what their liscencing agreements would even look like, they and the studios they worked with were very tightlipped about that when they were rolling this out three years ago) but i assume it's going to be on the service for a while. i have never played this game, which makes me feel a little bit like a bad gamer. you can tell it's ten years old from some of the color and texture choices, but WOW did literally everyone take inspiration from this game.

this is the platonic ideal of a phone game. i get why everyone went insane about it and there was a brief boom of geometry-based puzzle mobile games. it is MUCH much harder now to get people to pay money to play a game that has a planned endpoint and planned number of levels, so netflix is a good home for it.

i was often frustrated but always delighted. the level below involves making something happening that made me genuinely gasp out loud in glee. well worth the annoyance of downloading the netflix app and scrolling through the poorly labeled and poorly sorted carousel of games.

great retrospective, a bit about how you need to have tiny teams go off and just kind of fuck around and bring weird stuff back, and a lot about how they actually designed the levels

The end result had a pixel-perfect axonometric aesthetic that not only went hard on its references to Dutch master artist and printmaker Maurits Cornelis Escher, but also dug deep into classic video game design, going right back to early arcade machines and 8-bit titles. Each of the ten levels is like a piece of fine furniture, built with invisible dovetail joints and inlaid with marquetry, stuffed with secret compartments and little design flourishes. Gray cites the world of theatre and stage design, as well as graphics, as important keystones in the way the levels were constructed. ‘Ken would always talk about flower arranging, and how you frame a silhouette of a level on the screen,’ he says.

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making

update on the Phantom Menace fabric: pinked the raw edges and threw it in the laundry again with a very large quantity of vinegar. 50% poly was too high for it to really do anything, which is interesting. it didn’t lessen the seam edge effects either, which is a little annoying bc the seams were so gigantic and that’s a good chunk of fabric to lose. i am going to buy a camp shirt pattern at some point when i have money again but for now it goes in The Box

also! thrifted a pack of o-rings for jars for a dollar and finally put my grains etc in my pretty jars. they’re going to live in the pantry but today they live out on the countertop

[duckchu]

Hello, honey! I've been following you for a long time and I adore your works! And I want to make a request! HEARTSTEEL members x Fem!Indie game developer!Reader. Reader has been creating indie games for a long time (such as Undertale and Deltarune), and also writes soundtracks for them (like Toby Fox. I love this genius!). I would also like to create an indie game based on the League of Legends universe (I would choose Targon from the regions, and I would choose Aphelios from the characters that the player would control). But I don't have any programming skills! So I'll have to write interactive fanfic... Thank you very much! You're just a sunshine!💋💋💋💋

Sorry for the long wait (I recognise how long actually named asks sit in my inbox for rather than anon ones, idk why) and thank you for the kind words

I also kinda didn't know how to go about this so every guy has 3 "parts":

You working late

Putting one of their items as cosmetic (kinda changed in Kayn's and K'Sante's part)

And music

Kayn

Thinks you're cool

Enjoys sitting with you late at night while you code

May or may not convince you to sneak a Rhaast easter egg in

Though will often try to distract you if you're not paying enough attention to him

Enjoys bothering you when you compose

He's silly like that

So please, for the sake of your sanity, lock your room

Yone

Doesn't mind your work, but will make you stop if you're pulling all nighters

Might even pick you up and carry you to bed, telling you you need some sleep

One day, while he was watching you play test, noticied one of the items in your game looked suspiciously like his mask

Finds it really cute

Will help you with the music, if you'd like

Loves working with you

Aphelios

You stay up all night working?

Cool, he is too

Unless he notices you're tired

Then he pulls you into his lap and works with one hand while petting your hair with the other

It makes you fall asleep in seconds

Let him play test pleaseee

When you do, he 100% the game in a week

Not because it's easy, but because he's a sweaty try hard

Found you put his mask in the game as a cosmetic

Melted on the spot

Sometimes will give you songs as gifts

So you can put them in the game

Loves hearing them if you decide to use them

Ezreal

He's such a bitch if you overwork yourself

Will try to direct your attention to him at all cost

-Y/N, I'm boreeed -

Please keep on torturing this little shit with lack of attention

He deserves it

But also

If you put his sunglasses as an item, he will love you ten times more

As for the music?

Doesn't really know a lot about composing but loves listening to your pieces

Sett

You're overworking yourself?

No, you're not.

You're sitting on his lap and watching a movie with him

Doesn't care about your protests, you have to take care of yourself

When he first saw your character having his beanie on when you were playing the game, he had to do a double check

Gave you a big hug

He thinks it's really cute

As for the music, he thinks it's really good

You scrap something?

He's gonna use it as background for his totally awesome solo

Don't tell anyone else tho

He'll get embarrassed

K'Sante

He can't force you to rest, but he will insist on it

If you have some important work to do, he won't try to stop you, but will bring you meals and drinks if you want

Will usually chill in your room and design while you work

Speaking of designs... he was surprised when you asked him if you could take a look at his tablet

But he trusts you, so why not

Was shocked when one day he saw you putting one of his designs as a clothing option

Loves it and thinks that it looks good even when pixelated

Although he's not the greatest composer, he will try to help you

It usually turns into fan favourite soundtracks

So you don't mind his suggestions

[illunicae]

Teenage Dream

This may or may not be 100% inspired by me making my food today. (Ao3)

Pairing: Leo x Reader

TWs: None, just a butt load of fluff

Foot tapping lightly to the beat, you had one hand on the pan handle and the other on your large mixing/serving spoon as you lightly stirred your still half frozen pasta meal. As a broke college student you didn’t really have the money for nights out and extravagant meals, so frozen dinners from the freezer section of your grocery store will have to do. Sure Mikey’s offered plenty of times for you to head over and enjoy a perfectly cooked home meal, and you obviously take him up on the offer from time to time, but you don’t want to seem leachy. You can suffer through a few half decent frozen meals every now and again.

Setting the spoon down, you step away to let the meal cook a bit more. It won’t be ready for another few minutes. The song you were listening to slowly faded, giving way to the upbeat rhythm of the next song. Recognizing it you perk up and begin swaying around a little more.

“You think I'm pretty without any makeup on. You think I'm funny when I tell the punchline wrong.” You mumble along to the song, a small grin curling your lips as you hum the next lines. You can’t help but think of your blue branded boyfriend as you dance around to the beat of the song. 

“You–make–me feel like I'm livin' a teen–age–dream.” Your feet skip across the tile as you spin and dance like nobody’s watching. “The way you turn me on, I–can't–sleep. Let's run away and don't ever look back, don't ever look back.” 

For the moment, your food on the stovetop is forgotten as you lose yourself to the song. As you sing along your mind flutters between memories of your relationship with Leo. The highs and the lows. The first awkward meeting and the most recent romantic date. “I finally found you, my missing puzzle piece. I'm complete.”

He truly feels like your missing puzzle piece. Your life felt so dull before he came in and made everything bright, shining neon. “You–make–me feel like I'm livin' a teen–age–dream.”

Being so lost in your own mind, the song easily covers the sound of a portal opening up in your kitchen and you don’t notice the new presence. 

Leo blinks and freezes before a grin slowly breaks across his face as he leans against the counter to watch. His heart swells with adoration as he watches you dance around the kitchen. He can’t help but appreciate how beautiful you look moving so freely around in your apartment. Sure you may only be wearing a lounge outfit not intended for the public eye. Your hair might be a mess and your face unwashed. But still in his eyes you looked stunning. And it wasn’t the state of your appearance, it was the joyous grin on your face and the way your whole heart led you through the dances. It is the raw beauty of your soul. That’s what he loves. That’s what he watches now.

“I'ma get your heart–rac–ing in my skin–tight–jeans be your teen–age–dream tonight.” 

True to the lyrics falling from your lips, Leo’s heart does race as he stands there and admires you. Part of him wants to join you and dance around the kitchen together. Another part of him doesn’t want to scare you with his sudden appearance and ruin the moment. 

“Be your teen–age–dream tonight.”

Eventually the song comes to a close and you exhale with a chuckle, you mind still on Leo not realizing he’s standing right behind you. It’s only when a soft, single person clapping starts do you jump and whip around to see Leo with the most lovestruck glint in his eyes and bright smile on his lips as he claps for you.

“Leo!?” You sputter a bewildered laugh. “How long have you been there?” 

“Long enough to know you are a triple threat mi vida. Stunning looks, killer dance moves, and a siren-like singing voice.” He flirts as he takes a step closer to you and pulls you into a sweet kiss.

You blush as the words sink into your soul and close your eyes to lean into the kiss while humming in amusement. Eventually you both pull away and just bask in each other’s company for a bit while a few ads play from the speaker. 

A sizzling from the stove makes you freeze and your eyes widen in realization. “My food!” You turn and scramble back toward the stovetop. For the most part your frozen quick meal doesn’t look too bad as you mix it looking for any sign of burnt food. 

Cold arms snake around your waist and a hard plastron presses into your back as Leo rests his chin on your shoulder. “Mmm, looks…edible.” He hums as he peers at your pasta dinner.

You scoff and shake your head. “Please, it looks better than some of the other brands I’ve gotten.” 

“Whatever you say, hermosa. Just remember you’ll always be welcome to eat with us. You know Mikey always makes enough.” Leo says as he hugs slightly tighter around you. 

“I know.” You nod and continue mixing your meal before turning off the stove as it appears to be cooked enough. 

Leo begins swaying you both as another song comes on. He’s churring against your back as he slowly pulls you away from the stove. You turn in his hold to face him as he continues swaying you both around to the beat of the next song. You supposed you could take one more dance as you wait for your food to cool down to an edible temperature. 

With a soft touch to your cheek, Leo leads you closer to seal another kiss. It’s soft and lights up your soul. It’s everything you were missing before you met him. It’s a reminder of how far your relationship has come. It’s a promise of how much more it will become. 

When you pull away Leo’s got a grin on his face and love in his eyes. “You know, you’re my teenage dream too.” 

You chuckle and shake your head with a fond smile at the cheesiness of it all before pulling him in for another kiss.

[anemoelliacia]

the five times tighnari knew he loved you

warnings: female reader, literally just tooth rotting sweet fluff, but a mention of blood and a minor injury in one part, reader is mentioned to have a good maternal instinct, also vaguely mentioned to be an anxious person.

▶ i recommend listening to the song Backup Plan by Maya Hawke while reading this chapter <3

The first instance was when you gave him a scrapbook with all of his favorite plants dried and pressed, not even for an occasion or holiday. It was just because you wanted to. You loved when he would infodump about botany and all his favorite plants, it made you happy just to see him so happy. Which gave you the wonderful idea to take samples of all his beloved plants when you see them out in the wild, perfectly preserving them in a scrapbook for him to keep. Eventually, you had a whole fifty page scrapbook filled with his most cherished flora and vegetation. You gave it to him one random Tuesday evening, with such a big smile on your face. You looked so delighted with yourself as you affectionately gave him a kiss on the cheek, handed him the scrapbook and explained what it is. He couldn't help but think about how bewitching you are, not necessarily in how you look but how you act, how you choose to show affection. So he wondered “could this be love?”

Secondly, the time you removed a bug from your house by helping it outside rather than killing it. You blamed it on your motherly instinct, saying if someone needs a mama you’re a mama, no matter who or what you are. You scooped up the bug in a cup, placing paper over the opening so it wouldn’t fly off, all the while practically cooing at it and telling it you were trying to help it. You walked the bug all the way outside, and freed it from the cup far away enough that it wouldn’t get back in the house. He watched you in awe, looking at you with pure adoration because not everyone would care enough to do something so menial as rescuing an insect, pondering to himself “huh, I think I love her…” 

Thirdly, when he saw you tending to Collei because she had an injury. It wasn’t even a bad injury, rather it was miniscule compared to anything else she has dealt with in the past. You saw her fall and scrape her knee- it was really nothing terrible. Though, when you saw the scrape and the blood starting to trickle down her shin, you lovingly made her sit down so you could clean it up as gently as possible, and put a bandage around it. You even presented her with a piece of candy after you cleaned up the minor wound, as if you were treating a child. Collie and you both giggled at each other, and Tighnari stood back watching you care for her with an affectionate smile on his face, thinking to himself “she just might be the love of my life.���

Fourthly, was the first time you helped him groom his tail. He had accidentally dragged his tail through some mud, without realizing at first until it started to dry- it was caked into the delicate fur. He was abashed by it because he likes to keep himself tidy, especially around you. You found him in his washroom, ears drooping with an agitated demeanor as he was trying to wash out all the mud. You wordlessly joined him, giving him a soft smile as you took over for him, gently taking your time to clean all the mud from the fur of his tail. You even took the time to dry off his tail when you were done washing it, as well as combing it to ensure no tangles developed. He watched you with such fondness as you groomed his tail, picking up on the pure devotion radiating from you. He thought, “Archons, how did I get so lucky? I think I truly love her…”

The fifth and final instance was when he came back two days later than expected from a forest rangers expedition. Before he left he assured you that he'd be back in a week, but there was a hold up in the expedition. Truly, he was in no danger. Though, he had no way of telling you that, to which he felt terrible because Tighnari is well aware how much of a worrier you are. He imagined, you must be anxiously pacing your house awaiting his late arrival, probably thinking about the worst case scenario. Two days later than his estimated arrival, he finally comes home- he'll never forget the look of pure relief on your face, and how fast you ran to his side. "Tighnari!" you yell all the while practically launching yourself into his arms, causing him to stumble backwards, nearly falling onto his ass. He wrapped his arms around you, breathing you in as you nuzzled into the crook of his neck, mumbling about, "I was so worried for you, worried I'd never see you again…" Tighnari let out a sigh, feeling guilty once again for making you worry so much for him. However, in the moment his heart swells knowing you care that much about him. So, "I'm not going anywhere. I love you too much to leave you behind." he replies, wholeheartedly meaning it, wanting to spend the rest of his days with a person as wonderful as you.

▶ if you liked this, check out the other parts linked in my masterlist :) every genshin man i write for is getting their own part.

[satureja13]

Jack dragged Sai over to his and Kiyoshi's quarters to distract him from his misery - with some games. Skully: "Yes! Slay them into bloody pieces!" And he began to sing growl 'Swing of the Axe' by Power Trip... 'Go on and look at you - today's your lucky day The executioner's here And he's ready to make you pay

Swing of the axe, Swing of the axe Cry all you want, but the blade soars today Swing of the axe, Swing of the axe' "

Sai: "That's a bowling game, Skully..." Skully: "Then put some more effort in it!" Saiwa sighed. But everything is better than mulling over Jeb and their doomed sex life. Even hanging out with Skully. Where does he get those songs from anyway? ö.ö

And then Noxee called! Jack's eyes lit up. He loves Noxee since he first laid eyes on her. And he might have told her how much he's worried about Sai. Sai was so happy to see her. She surely would have some good tips for him. Noxee tamed Greg. She's the Queen of giving relationship advice.

Noxee looked at broken Sai: "Oh honey. That's not how I know you. I didn't raise you like that." Sai just wanted to start rambling about Jeb's revelation and how he's never going to lose his virginity, when Noxee interrupted. Noxee: "Babies. I'd love to chat with you but I have to take Greg to the hospital wing." Sai: "Gods! Did he get into a fight again? Is he severely hurt?" Noxee: "No, no he isn't. Just a physical inspection. A little strip search. A thorough body check. If you know what I mean? *She winked twice - and Greg, in the background, was just standing there, grinning stupidly in anticipation* And then some physiotherapy for this hardened muscle. A proper roleplay never hurt anyone ^^' Love you - bye!"

Well that was disappointing. As always... Sai grumbled: "Noxee didn't raise us at all." Jack: "Oh, I think she has. You don't have to be around someone for years to get an impact from them. And I think she did also gave us some valueable advice." Sai: "How so? She didn't say anything about me and Jeb." Jack: "Just you wait and see. She already showed us that a relationship can work, even under worst conditions, hm?" And Jack tugged Sai along - over to the Security Office, where the latest subscription box from 'Ye Olde Magick Shoppe' waited to be unboxed by curious creatures. Sai: "I don't think Noxee said anything about this?"

Jack: "You are just too deep in your despair to interpret it right. Noxee mentioned role play. And with what do you play with? With toys!" Sai: "I don't think Jeb will let me use them. He'll think they'd hurt me too..." Jack: "That's when her second advice falls in. The pysiotherapy. We've been practising yoga, meditation and tantra for so many months now, it's about time to yield the large crop! And get some profits from it." Sai: "Omg Jack! You and your wild brain. I don't think this was was Noxee had in mind." Jack, who hates Greg: "The only thing she has in mind is that mangily werewolf! We have to work with what we've got." Sai: "But how is that even supposed to help me getting woohooed by Jeb?" Jack: "That's easy. You are starting to play with those toys, some of them look exactly Jeb's size. And you also still have the wand from Kiyoshi. Just go slow and use lots of polish. Simultaneously, you start your one-on-one tantra practise with Jeb. Both of you should leave your ego - and everything else - behind and just focus on the moment - and your bliss. And after a few days - in the right moment - take the toy out and Jeb in - and it won't hurt a bit. And yes, you can thank me later, when you've seen the stars - all of them." And poor Sai is desperate enough to not chase Jack around the ship but to listen to his mad theories. Yes, things already have come this far.

And while Jack stuffs Sai's poor, suffering brain with his nonsense, Vlad and Ji Ho admire the new cargo bay. Jeb and Jack had turned it into a little green paradise for the Little Ones and for themselves. It will be nice and calming to hang out here. Since they aren't able to just walk around in the open air as long as they travel through space.

Ji Ho: "Let's pick our food and eat on the blanket?" Vlad, who'd promised Jack to be more approachable: "Eh - sure."

Jack told them just a few minutes ago he'd already set the table for them with their meals in the Crew Mess. But when they entered, their plates were empty. Someone ate their food. And it even looks like the plates had been licked clean. What the hell?

A little later, when Jeb and Kiyoshi finished their shift at the bridge, they built a - hopefully - secure container for the meteorites. The glow effects even intesified with time... They weren't able to measure any harmful radiants, so they just hope it's safe enough until they have time to research further. After they'd finished, it was upon Kiyoshi to distract poor Jeb from his misery. Well, Kiyoshi has decades of experience in not woohooing Jack...

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[loving-and-dreaming]

4 times remus calmed you down and 1 time you calmed him down

Remus lupin x reader

You’re a hothead, Remus is your calming boyfriend. Take a look at four times he calms you down and the one time you had to calm him down.  

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Being a part of the marauders you would have thought Remus was as crazy as them. However you would be very wrong. He is the calming force within their group. He is the reason they do not get in trouble, great at sweet talking whoever he needs to whether it be the person they pranked, or Professor Mcgonagall to not suspend them. Whatever it is about him he is just great at claming hotheads down. SO it surprised no one when he himself found a girlfriend who fits right in with his group of hothead friends.

The first time

Maddie comes bursting into y’alls room with tears in her eyes. She trips over her shoes and falls on the floor. The floor is not super messy, but it was the weekend and you were relaxing while she was at a party held by some random Gryffindor. So cleaning was not today's priority, that will be tomorrow's problem. Maddie is sitting on the floor, her back against her bed, knees pulled up to her chest just crying. You get down from your bed and join her on the floor, sitting criss-crossed in front of her. Opening your arms, in case she wanted a hug or space. Clearly she wanted a hug, because as soon as your arms opened up she threw herself at you. She just sat there in your arms crying it could have been minutes or hours, but it didn't matter she needed you. Eventually when she could not cry anymore you attempted to wade through and figure out what had happened.

“What happened? I thought you were going to the party. Did something happen at the party? Do I need to get a professor? What about going to the infirmary?” rattling off the questions, you can't help it. When your best friend comes home from a party crying your mind has jumped to the worst possible case.

“I just thought maybe it was going somewhere. We talked all night, the entire party! He got me drinks, he asked me questions, we even made out, y/n!” Maddie starts to tear up again, but you grab her face and stop her.

“No. Absolutely not. Whoever it is, he is not worth your tears. I am so sorry that it happened, do you think he led you on? Or do you think you might have read too much into it? Either answer is okay, I’m just curious.”

“I am not sure, maybe I read too much into it? But still I also felt really led on. Because that's not where it ends. I went to the bathroom, and when I came back-”

“No. Nope. Please tell me this is not going where I think it is going…” She needs you to be calm and kind, but damn is it a struggle to not let your anger get the best of you.

“Yes! Sirius was not only with another girl, but making out with her. So I left… I came straight here. I didn't mean to interrupt your time alone, I just needed to get out of there.”

“Sirius? You mean Sirius Black? Maddie. You know better. YOu know his reputation. Honey. I love you, and it is no excuse for him being a dick and only thinking with his little head. I am so sorry. What do you need from me? I can get you some chocolate and we can listen to some muggle heartbreak songs and cry our eyes out? Or do we need to go find another hot guy to make out with? Or my personal favorite one, go give him a piece of our minds?”

“No. none of those please. I think I just want to sleep it off. I know it was blown out of proportion, the drinks absolutely did not help. Thank you y/n, I love you and I really needed this talk. Just talking it out really helped. But I think between this and the alcohol I'm ready for bed.” Maddie gets up and makes her way to the bathroom, you can faintly hear her starting her nightly routine.  

“Hey Mads! I am going to go for a short walk! I'll be back soon. I might sneak into the kitchen to get us some chocolate cake from dinner!” There is a mumbled response, but you put your shoes on and walk out anyway. Closing the door softly, you make your way to Gryffindor common room. The way you are walking, it is clear there is a purpose and to not mess with you. While in Maddies presence you were calm and cool and collected, now you are a girl on a mission. When walking through the halls you hardly notice the other people scurrying to get back to their rooms without getting caught out past curfew, or the pictures hanging on the wall looking at you like you are crazy. Now you are not a violent person by nature, you talk a big game about beating people, but really the only people you hit or slap are your friends(in joking manners). But you are fuming and have no idea what will happen to the infamous Sirius Black.

Arriving at the Gryffindor common room, you find the door propped open. Not being well known had its perks, you were able to slip in the chaos without being noticed. It looked to be in the middle of the party so you grabbed a drink and looked like you fit right in. Really your purpose for being there was completely different than everyone else. Slowly making your way around the party you spot James. One thing to know about the marauders, is if you see one, the others are not far behind. That proves to be true, when you look around and spot Sirius in a conversation with Peter. Just seeing his face makes your blood boil again, so you make your way over. You stop in front of them and before anyone can ask what is going on you throw your drink in Sirius’ face. Everyone around is too shocked to even react, it is not till you throw the crumbled up cup at his head that he shakes his head. “What the fuck was that for? Who even are you?” he's yelling at you, by now most of the party has looked to see what is going on.

“I really don't care for you to know who I am! However when you piss off the wrong girl and can't keep your tiny dick in your pants this is what happens.” You are getting closer and closer to him, but he is as much of a hothead as you are so he is not going to back down. The problem is neither are you. “I don't know who taught you to think with your tiny, and I mean tiny, head rather than the one we all use. But clearly something is wrong with you. Maybe it is all the STDs you probably have-”

A calming voice stops you in the middle of you berating Sirius, “Whoa love, how about we calm down some and talk about it.” He slowly puts his hands on your shoulders and when he sees you are not going to respond to his touch with violence, he grabs your chin gently and moves your head so you are looking at him and not at Sirius.

“Moony seriously, do not waste your time on this bitch-”

“Can it Sirius, clearly something happened,”

He moves back to looking at you, you might be pissed but you are not blind, this man is beautiful. He reminds you of a dream the way he was able to calm you down. Once he sees that your breathing is not as labored as it was he cups your cheeks with both of his hands, “good job on calming down. Would you like to tell me what happened from the start?” You go to move your head to glare at Sirius again, but his hands keep you in place, “No darling, don't look at that fool, look at me. Tell me what happened.” in the middle of your explanation you somehow ended up in a room with just this random stranger. You later learn his name to be Remus and that he is friends with Sirius, but is nothing like him. Something about his eyes and the feeling of his hands on your face is what was able to reel you back in from being so angry.  

The second time

Being embarrassed like that did not sit well with Sirius. So he and James do what they do best. Plan to prank someone and embarrass you just as bad and you embarrassed him. It was simple really. You were to come out of (your common room) and there was a bucket of tar and another bucket of feathers waiting to cover you from head to toe. What Sirius and James didn’t expect was Remus to come and find them.

Remus walks up behind them and starts to question what they are doing “What are y’all doing in front of (your common room) door? Don’t tell me this is another prank. I told y’all you cannot plan those without me. The last time you two did you got a month of detention!”

Without taking his eyes off the buckets that were only being held up by the magic in their wands he responds, “you remember that random girl who threw the drink in my face? The one you stopped from slapping me. Yeah we found out she is in (your house) so we are going to embarrass her like she embarrassed me.”

“Sirius, no.” At this Sirius gives him a look, but still his focus is on the buckets. “She was just looking out for her friend. James does the same for you, heck I do the same for you. This is too far and not okay.” At this Sirius and James both turn around and start to say something until they hear a shriek. It turns out when they turned around to talk, they put their wands down. When the wands go down so do the buckets. Remus has a horrified look on his face, which makes Sirius and James smirk and turn around. However, what they see is not what they were expecting. It is a little boy, a first or second year crying. They do have the decency to look and feel bad, they start to walk up but then they see something that scares even them and freezes them in their spot. It was not a professor, no it was you.

You rushed out when you heard all the commotion. Looking up to find out what happened and who did it. What you see makes your blood boil again. They see you whisper something to the little boy, and then see you stomp your way over. Turning to leave, they are blocked by Remus, “absolutely not. You dug your grave, now lay in it. You need to help that little boy get cleaned up.”

“You have got to be kidding me. Do you get off on pranking and making little kids cry? What is wrong with you two?” You look at Remus and can just tell by the look of disappointment and sympathy he had nothing to do with this prank(which makes sense because when he is involved the pranks are perfect and no one ever gets caught). You grab both Sirius and James by their ears and pull them over to the young boy. Maddie is attempting to calm him down but he is still incredibly upset and covered in tar and feathers. “You apologize now. And then we will go to my bathroom and help him get cleaned up!”

Sirius and James do apologize, and are incredibly sorry. They didn’t mean for it to go this far. It was just meant to be payback on you. But it is clear they are now so high on your shit list it’s not even funny. Maddie brings the boy to y’all’s bathroom while you drag both boys by their ears to follow. Remus is silently following behind. He knows he should interfere, but they kind of deserve what is happening. Once in the bathroom those two are helping the boy get cleaned up, but you? Oh you are fuming and pissed. And what do you do when you are this pissed? You can’t sit still. So you are pacing and lecturing them. “Who in their right mind pranks little kids. Granted I think you pranking anyone is stupid. But our first years? Seriously! We are supposed to protect them. And this is how you treat them. What is wrong with you? You two are deranged. Absolutely mad. -“

James rolls his eyes and whispers under his breath “Oh my gosh you sound like my mom.”

“I’m going to choose to ignore that.” You are interrupted by Remus grabbing your hand. The boys have heard enough, and he can see the you getting more and more agitated.

“Maddie, would you mind staying with the boys and making sure everyone gets cleaned up? I want to talk to y/n” Remus asks in a quiet voice.

“Of course, use our room. I’ll make sure everyone gets cleaned up and taken care of.” Once he gets the okay he softly pulls you out of the bathroom.

“Love. Can you look at me?” He has both of your hands in his hands, rubbing them with his thumbs.

Still frustrated, “I just don’t understand how you can be friends with them. They are awful and are worse than cavemen!”

“Y/N I promise that’s what you see but they are so much better than that. I promise you Sirius is beating himself up because he does take care of the first years. He knows what it’s like to be alone so he makes sure they never feel alone. I can’t defend what they were planning to do to you because it was an asshole move. But they are hotheads and do things without thinking. I understand you are frustrated and probably annoyed, but why don't we take your mind off it? Maddie has got it taken care of.” He looks as sees the book you are currently reading on your nightstand, “how about I read to you? Do you think that will help us relax?”

You look at him sheepishly. Of course you want this handsome boy to read to you in his soothing voice. I mean you are already in your pjs and are already ready for bed, so why not. Looking at him unsure, he gets up, grabs the book and sits at the head of your bed. He pats the spot next to him, it takes you a moment before you move. The next thing he does shocks you to your core, he grabs your shoulders and maneuvers you to where your back is against his chest at an angle so you can see the book too. It takes you a moment to melt into his embrace but eventually you and him are so close, you can't tell where your body ends and his begins. When he is reading to you you can't help but think, ‘is it weird im basically cuddling a dude I don't even know? Is it bad that I'm enjoying it? How does he calm me down like nothing? This is insane, but I'm just going to go with the flow for right now.’ between the beat of his heart, his soothing voice, and the feeling of his arms you pass out.

He can see your chest begin to rise and fall steadily and assumes you are asleep. Sirius, James and Maddie are still working, so he takes this time to relax with the beautiful hothead cuddling up against him. Eventually he falls asleep to the sound of your breathing and the feeling of your body against his.

James, Sirius, Maddie, and the boy they learned his name to be Luke come out and all stop suddenly. They look at the two people fast asleep cuddled on y/n’s bed. Sirius sighs and says, “well looks like she is going to be in our life more often Prongs…” He turns to Maddie, “I am sorry for what happened last weekend. I truly apologize. I hope we can work past it and be great friends, because it looks like we will be hanging out more often.``

The Third Time

Sirius was in fact right. You and Maddie have infiltrated the marauders. Maddie goes where you go, because you refuse to leave her behind, you two are attached at the hip. Remus and you grew closer. The six of you are always together, funnily enough Maddie is now closest to Sirius. How the tables have turned. The reason you even met the marauders is because Siri made her cry and now they are inseparable. But you and Remus, man you and Remus are so close. Most of the time he is sleeping in your room, or y'all are eating off each other's plates (and he doesn’t share his food with anyone). In this process you couldn't help but fall for him. His soft eyes, the why he takes care of you, his calming voice, it was impossible not to. However this is a secret you will take to your grave. Not only have you made four great friends, you can see Maddie fitting in perfectly, you are not going to ruin that because stupid feelings.

Not only are you and Remus attached at the hip outside of class, the one class you share you now sit basically on top of each other. When it came time for the mid year project you were ecstatic that you had Remus, because like you he cares about his school work. It turned out it was a group project however, and you two just partnered up with two other random people, Jesse and Krsitina, in your class. In hindsight, there is not much you can do when your professor demands it be a group project and yall know no one else in that class. But at this moment you can only think of pushing your other partners into the black lake.

It was your idea. It was a fresh day, nice and spring. The flowers are blooming, the lake looks beautiful, and the butterflies are out in full force. You all decided to meet at the library today after lunch, and then would move outside by the lake. Only problem is one of your partners is a no show. Jesse offers to go and look for Kristina. So you and Remus tell him where you will be while he goes and looks for Kristina. Arriving at the perfect spot you set down the blanket and lay out all your books and the plant you will be studying. Waiting for a little bit was okay, but once it is 20 minutes with no sign of Jesse or Kristina you give up.

You stand up, because everyone knows when you are frustrated you can't stay still. Starting to pace, the more you think of it the more agitated you get. You are too busy in your head to see Remus and how worried he is for you. All you can think about while pacing is how this entire project has been just you, Remus, and Jesse. The entire time Kristina has literally done nothing and boy were you frustrated.  

“I don't understand. It is insane. It is her project too. But between me, you, and Jesse we have done everything. It is ridiculous. I am done. I don't even want to put her name on the project. What if we just don't? Is that too rude? I mean she hasn't helped with anything. It is such bullshit. I don't want to put her name on it! Maybe that will teach her.”

“Whoa y/n, love. Is that really what you want to do? You know I will support you in anything, and back you up. But once you do that you have completely burned that bridge. Maybe we should just talk with the professor first? See if she has any suggestions?.” He takes your hand and leads you back to the blanket. By now he knows that if you are already pacing you just need to talk outloud to process your feelings. But since you have not started ranting after he spoke he takes it as a sign you are ready to calm down. What you don't know is he has been doing some reading on different ways to calm people down, that is why he does what he does next. “We have been talking, but we haven't taken a moment to just be and listen. Wanna try?”

Okay let's be honest, it sounds cheesy, but for him you would do anything. So with a look on your face you nod and say “I guess.” he sits yall down on the blanket and moves everything. He moves to sit criss crossed on the blanket and pulls you to rest your head in his lap. Between his natural comforting self and the soft grass underneath the blanket, you automatically feel the tension slowly melting away. The next thing he does has you scrunching up your nose, but like we said for him you would do anything at this point. He takes off his tie and ties it around your eyes, he knows if he just told you to close them you would get bored and open them before he was ready for you to.

“Okay y/n bear with me. Your eyes are covered because we take in so much with our eyes and right now we are wanting to focus on what we can hear. Did you know that when you take away one sense, the rest intensify? Well we are gonna test that. Just listen.” He takes the clip out of your hair and you feel him slowly detangling it and running his hands through it. You're listening to all the sounds and at first it is overwhelming. But slowly you focus on one at a time.

The first thing you focus on is the soft lapping of the water. With Remus’ hands in your hair and your eyes covered it feels as if you are floating over the water. You can hear it that clearly.

The next sound you can hear is buzzing. There are lots of bugs and you wish you could say you know the exact type of bug… but alas when bugs are near you are nowhere to be seen. So your knowledge on them is limited. But not seeing them and again with his hands in your hair you envision the bees(yes you envisioned them to be bees because bumblebees are cute) dancing with each other in the wind.

The last notable sound is the humming coming from above you. Not only do you hear it but you can feel it from where your head is resting on his legs and slightly on his tummy. You don't know what he is humming. All you know is your heart beat is slowing down and your face is no longer heated(when you get made you feel like your face is on fire from how mad you get). But no. All of that is gone. When you have remus around what normally takes you hours or even days to calm down, takes less than an hour.

Jesse ended up showing up saying Kristina is nowhere to be found. So the three of you worked on the project. Lets just say you were in a dream-like state the rest of the day, and Jesse was surprised you were not fuming at the fact Kristina was a no show again.

The Fourth Time

To say the entire school was shocked at the lack of label on you and Remus is an understatement. There are bets going on, Sirius and James trying to work in the background to make one of you confess something. The loving gazes are too much, the ditchING everyone else just because the other one mentioned something is ridiculous, the love that could be shared if someone just grew a pair and said something is about to make everyone scream. But here we are, you two hanging out in his room. He was reading on his bed while you were finishing up some class work on his desk.

This is not uncommon for the two of you. Being in each other's presence doing separate things, yet this doesn't mean yall do not do things together. Most nights you two are reading in his bed or yours and pass out there. Or in the great hall eating together, you two have gotten in the habit of both getting different things but then eating off each other's plates. You think it's a great use of time, you get one thing you both want to try and he gets something you both want to try and then you just share. You do this when you go out to hogsmeade as well.

You need to make a quick note to write back to your parents, if you don't write it down you will forget. Well you sure aren't writing it in your notes or textbook, so you do the logical thing. Try to find a piece of scrap paper on Remus’ desk. Finding what you thought was blank paper and write yourself the note. You flip it over in case you need to write something else, that's when you notice the writing. Not trying to be nosey, but you read it because you need to know if you say sorry to Remus for ruining an important paper or just take it. However when skimming it you have to reread it to make sure you were not going crazy… ‘Remus I know you are at Hogwarts on scholarship, why are you wasting your time? We both know that with your furry monstrous condition you have no real future. Why not come home. Your mom misses you anyways. Maybe you can get a job as a local gardener or something. One of those jobs that no one pays attention to? Because son I am telling you now no one is going to want to deal with the monster you are. So it might be best if you stop wasting time with learning and this dream of being a healer and come home. Your mom has not touched your room.’ With each word you take in you get angrier and angrier. Clearly you were showing it on your body because the next thing you know Remus is grabbing it out of your hands.

He sighs because he knows what is coming but tries to avert it anyways, “It’s nothing y/n. Please let's just leave it alone.” you take a moment, still internalizing everything you just read. You cannot believe that his own father is the one he listens to. It all makes sense now, how when you first found out about him being a werewolf he gave you an out. Told you he doesn't blame you if you want to leave. Of course you got upset with that and called him ridiculous. But it all makes sense now. He is hearing those awful words from his family, even when he is away at school. You can only imagine how bad it was before he came to school and how bad it is during the breaks. No wonder he stays here as often as he can or goes home with one of his friends.

Still frozen out of anger you finally reboot and turn to look at him. He has gone back to reading like nothing happened. Like your heart did not just get ripped out of your chest and set on fire. Standing up so fast the chair gets knocked back, you stomp over to him and grab his book out of his hands. Yes you are rougher than you meant but you are livid, if this was a cartoon steam would be coming from your ears. He doesn't even flinch. He does however sit up straighter and give you all of his attention. By now he knows the stages of your anger, at first you are quiet and processing it, next you pace to get the ideas forming more, then you rant or yell, then you come down and typically get sleepy. He gives you time to get your thoughts in order, because he found out very quickly he can only calm you down if he knows what is going on in your head. “Pretty girl, take your time but as soon as you are ready to talk your feelings out I’m here. Take your time.”

Starting to pace your thoughts are slowly becoming coherent and not a jumbled mess. “Please for the love of god do not tell me you believe that bullshit. That is the dumbest shit I have ever read. You’re a monster? The man that gets my favorite food so I can eat double of it, or gets something else I want to try so I can try both things. The man that ditches his friends for me when I want to have a quiet night in reading? Oh yeah, such a monster. Oh wait, let's not forget how you help everyone before you even think of helping yourself. OH yeah let's talk about the fact that you always walk on my left side because you know I hate holding hands with my right hand. Or the fact that you let me sleep with it freezing because I like to get all bundled up. Such a monster. That lying piece of shit. You know that right? Absolutely in no way are you a monster. Is that why you gave me an out? I cannot believe this. You! A monster! That is almost comical. What is that dicks address? I need to give him a piece of my mind. And how you won’t to be a good healer? Such bullshit! Remember that time James broke his arm and you fixed it! We didn’t even have to go to the infirmary! You are such an amazing human being and I am glad I get to be your friend. I would love to get to show you how much I love you, but I don't want to ruin our friendship. But gosh if I could just tell you how much I love you. I love you remus so much it hurts-”

All of a sudden you are quiet. It takes you a moment to understand why. Remus has his lips on yours. Like the naturally dominating person he is, he controls the kiss but that is fine by you. Your mind is shut off, which rarely happens. All you can focus on is the way he tastes like hot chocolate and mint. And oh how soft his lips are. And how well they fit with yours. It is like he is your missing puzzle piece. All of a sudden everything is gone but you, him, and y’all’s lips. Eventually he pulls away because air is a must to survive, but after that kiss he feels alive for the first time.

With his hands on your face, “You really love me?”

“Huh? What do you mean?”

“In the middle of you talking you said you love me and how much you want to tell me but not ruin the friendship… If you didn't mean it we can totally pretend the kiss didn't happen, but I’m not sure about you but that felt like home for me and I'm not going to pretend it didn't.”

“Wait no please, of course I meant what I said, I've been in love with you for as long as I can remember. You are my home so of course that felt like homie for me too. I just didn't even realize I said it out loud. That is not how I imagined this happening, and trust me I have imagined it many different ways.”

“Well I am glad we got that out of the way, I love you too. Can we please just go lay down? Maybe take a nap before dinner?”

“Of course Remus.” You take his hand and lead him to the bed. Both of you get under the covers and snuggle really close together. “I am so sorry about everything I said but I hope you know you are not a monster and if I have to prove to you everyday that you are not I will spend the rest of my life doing-” he kisses you again this time softly and slowly. “What was that for, not that I'm complaining?”

“You were getting upset again and I don't want you to be upset . I like you just like this pretty girl, in my arms, kiss drunk, and calm. I love you y/n.”

The one time you calm remus down

Spending your seventh year Christmas break with Remus is a dream come true. All except where you were. You will never forget that letter, those words imprinted on your brian. You almost said no, but his mom is the sweetest and wants to meet you. ANd who are you to turn down his sweet mother. So after spending a week with your family, you must travel to his family. You both decide to take a muggle train, something you two are comfortable doing.

With his hand in yours, you find your seats and get comfortable. He is reading a book while you look at the world flying past you. Yet your mind is running faster than the train. You need to give yourself a pep talk on how to approach his father. You already told Remus you will be civil, but that is it. That man deserves nothing from Remus or you. His mom is the only reason you agreed, well and the loving brown haired boy next to you lost in his book. You squeeze his hand and he squeezes it back, this is y’all’s silent way to say I love you.

The ride to his hometown gave you time to nap and read with Remus. Your two favorite things to do with him. Within this time two things are going through your mind on repeat: 1. You love Remus and will give him the world, 2. You are doing this for his mom, not his piece of shit dad.

Arriving at his parents' place has you jittery with nerves, but again you just repeat those two things and are hoping for the best. He walks in and you follow. The first thing you notice is the house doesn't feel like a home, no pictures of him as a kid, no family pictures. The house reminds you of a model home. Walking Up the stairs you get to his room to find it the same as the rest of the house. It breaks your heart, but again you tell yourself you are doing this for him and no one else(well his mom too). Yall do not unpack, just set the things down on the bed and go to make some tea. His parents must still be out, because they have not come to see yall.

Making the tea and sitting on the couch you two just spend some time in each other's company. Sometimes you exchange small words and soft conversations, but really between the car ride and muggle train ride you both are sleepy and just wanting to be in each other's presence. The door opens and both of you pick up your heads and go to stand up. His parents notice yall in the living room and immediately come over.

“Oh hi dear! You must be y/n, I've heard so much about you! I am so glad you were able to make it for a little bit. We are so happy to have Remus home and even more happy he has brought you!”

“Hi Mrs. Lupin, it is so nice to meet you as well! You have a beautiful house, thank you for inviting us to stay here.” During this conversation, his dad doesn't mention anything. But from the look on his face he is clearly not happy about something. His mom drags you to the kitchen to show you some of the Christmas decorations they bought for the holiday since all the family will be coming to their house this holiday. There were so many decorations, and seeing as you love this holiday you are more than excited to help her!

But all of that is halted when you hear shouting. Automatically thinking the worst about you and mrs. Lupin goes back into the living room doorway where the boys still are. Both of you missed what must have set him off, but for the first time in your relationship you see Remus shouting. Embarrassingly so it is normally you that is shouting… But you do catch what he says and your heart stops.

“I love her dad. I am so tired of you putting me down. But whatever, I'm used to it. But her? Absolutely not. I draw the line there. She is the best thing to happen to me. She believes in me, she loves me and most importantly she accepts me for who I am. ALL of who I am. So don't come in here and judge us when you don't know her or us as a couple. That is the woman I am going to marry someday and I will not stand by and let you talk about her like that! If that is all you can say or do then I think we will be staying somewhere else until the holiday dinner.” He turns to come and get you but stops when he sees you. You can see it in his face that he is ready to leave.

But you know he would regret it and miss his mom. So you do something you never thought you would have to do. You grab his face with both of your hands and make him look at you, much like he did the very first time he calms you down. Before saying anything you bring his head down to yours and lay your foreheads together. In a hushed voice you say “Yes remus. I will marry you. Obviously when we are older, but when you find the right moment to propose, I will say yes. I love you with my entire being and I would love nothing more than to spend the rest of my life with you. I know you are the one normally calming me down so I have no idea if I'm doing this right, but my love, I am here for you. I am right here by your side. Whatever you want to do I will do.”

If you ask him, he still does not know exactly what calmed him down, was it your hands on his face? Was it you saying yes to being his wife someday? Was it your foreheads touching? Was it the soft kiss you gave him? He doesn't know all he knows if he loves you with his entire being plus the moon, and even though you might be a hothead and more times than not he is pulling your away ro calming you down he wants you to be his wife and the mother of his children.