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saddleups · 3 months ago

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hey babe i love your work <3 i'm glad to see suggestions are open, if possible could you do a drabble of james walking in on y/n while she's you know 👀 totally up to you to see where it goes i'm so curious to see what you can cook up!

★ 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓 . . . 1.1k

★ 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐒 . . . request , complete. JAMES SUNDERLAND X F!READER !! 18+ SMUT MDNI !!

★ 𝐂𝐖 . . . f masturbation . "aggressive" james . p in v . explicit dirty talk . p_rn w/o plot.

★ 𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐑'𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄 . . . my requests are open , you're my first customer <3 i hope this satisfies what you're looking for. i'm one of the many who support a "pathetic, whimpering" james but , it's nice to imagine his perverted side hehe

Your heart races with anticipation as you wait for your plans with James. The thought of wearing the revealing lingerie you picked out for tonight consumes your mind, making it impossible to focus on anything else. You pace back and forth in the living room, unable to contain your excitement. Every few minutes, you check your phone for updates from James.

But the heat of the moment becomes too much to handle. You escape to the bedroom, shedding your robe and sinking into the plush comforter. Tossing your phone aside, you let yourself drift into a fantasy of what's to come.

Feeling overwhelmed by desire, you squeeze your legs tightly together for some relief. But why are you torturing yourself like this? With a glance at the closed door, you allow yourself to let go and surrender to your own desires.

Sliding the lacy panties aside, you slip a finger between your folds and gasp at how wet and ready you are. As you push a finger inside, a quiet moan escapes your lips. You arch your back and stretch your legs further, craving more pleasure. One finger turns into two, filling you up and sending squelching sounds echoing through the otherwise quiet space. With your spare hand gripping onto a pillow, you can't help but call out James' name as you lose yourself in this lewd act.

But just as you reach the peak of pleasure, James comes home.

He enters quietly, placing his keys on the table near the door before heading down to the master bedroom where he knows he'll find you. The sound of your passionate moans only adds to the warmth he feels in his own home. "Honey?" He calls out softly, searching for you.

As he approaches the closed bedroom door, he hears your moans growing louder and more desperate. His hand hovers over the doorknob as he debates whether he should interrupt or simply watch from afar. But the sound of your voice, calling out his name and begging for him to fuck you, ignites a fire within him and he can feel himself growing hard.

With a deep breath, James opens the door with quiet intentions. And there you are, lying on the bed with your eyes squeezed shut, vigorously fingering yourself. His mouth falls open at the sight of your juices dripping down your thigh, forming a wet puddle on the comforter beneath you. He can't take his eyes off of you.

As he approaches and kneels down beside you, he places a hand over your mouth, "sshh, it's just me."

Your eyes fly open in surprise, but before you can say anything, he removes his hand and lets out a low chuckle.

The embarrassment fills your expression as you realize he caught you in such an intimate act. Cheeks flushed, you admit to him with closed eyes that "This is so embarrassing."

But James just laughs it off and asks if you were waiting for him. You nod sheepishly, admitting that you got impatient. With fluttering eyelashes, you relax into the mattress with a slight arch in your back.

"Well then don't let me stop you," James encourages with a wicked gleam in his eye.

Feeling flustered but also incredibly turned on by his presence, you return a finger inside yourself as James slips two fingers into your mouth. "That's it," he praises as you suck on them eagerly. "Do you wish it was my cock instead?"

You nod desperately, wanting nothing more than to feel him inside of you. Glancing down at the one finger inside of you, James scoffs and tells you that he knows you can do better than that. "Put another finger in," he commands.

And without hesitation, you obey his wishes, filling yourself up even more as wet squelching noises fill the room and drive James mad with desire.

"Your pussy is so wet," he growls, unable to resist any longer.

James quickly undresses, his eyes never leaving your writhing form on the bed. As he reveals his rock-hard erection, your mouth waters with anticipation. He climbs onto the bed, positioning himself between your spread legs.

"Keep going," he commands in a husky voice. "I want to watch you pleasure yourself."

You comply eagerly, pumping your fingers in and out while circling your clit with your other hand. James strokes himself slowly as he watches, drinking in every detail of your aroused state.

"That's it, baby," he encourages. "Show me how badly you want me."

Your movements become more frantic as your pleasure builds. James leans down and captures one of your nipples in his mouth, swirling his tongue around the sensitive bud. The dual sensations send jolts of electricity through your body.

Just as you're about to tumble over the edge, James slides into place, filling you up completely. With one last hard thrust, he seals your connection and begins pumping his hips. His hands move to your hips, pulling you closer as he takes control of the rhythm.

"You're so tight around my cock. You like me filling you up?"

"Oh god, yes!" you moan back, "Don't stop, I can't get enough."

Your breath is coming out in short gasps as pleasure washes over you. The sound of skin slapping against skin echoes through the room, mixed with the moans and groans that escape from both of you.

James' rough stubble scrapes against your cheek as he leans in closer, your bodies moving together in perfect unison. He lifts your legs pressing them closer to your chest. With every thrust, James grinds his hips against yours, pushing you deeper into the mattress.

"Feels good, doesn't it?" He asks with a wicked smile.

"Yes... so good," you gasp out.

"You belong to me now," he repeats, this time more forcefully.

You feel your orgasm building slowly but surely, every thrust sending waves of pleasure coursing through your body. As James picks up the pace, his fingers finding their way into your wetness and rubbing against your clit, you cry out in delight.

"Oh fuck!" You cry out as the combination of pain and pleasure overwhelm your senses. "Please... don't stop....cum inside me James, please." Your whole body tenses as an incredible sensation washes over you, leaving you trembling beneath him.

"Fuck," he groans out, feeling himself reach the brink of orgasm as well. He picks up speed, determined to bring you both over the edge together. With one final powerful thrust that sends waves of pleasure coursing through your body, James finally finds his release as well inside you. Streams of hot cum filling your cunt, he unsheathes his cock pearly beads of cum spill out with the action.

Together you collapse onto the bed, spent and satisfied. Your hearts beat in unison once more, you feel a sense of contentment wash over you. You crawl into James embrace, "maybe we should to this more often."

#james sunderland smut #james sunderland x reader #james sunderland x you #silent hill x reader #james sunderland x y/n #sh 2 fic #sh 2 smut #saddleups #filed: anticipation

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junrenjun · 7 months ago

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omega!minghao x beta!reader x alpha!mingyu (part of my understand series)

genre: fluff, smut (18+ please!), angst for 2.2 seconds

wc: 3.2k

warnings: fem reader, smut and suggestive material throughout, unprotected sex (have safe sex plz), threesome lol, alpha/beta/omega dynamics, very heavy member x member in this (don't like, don't read)

summary: minghao is finally ready to let y/n help with his heat.

a/n: this is basically porn with plot lol. @straykidsstanforeverandever requested this so enjoy :) also minghao will get his own standalone fic eventually. this is not his only feature in this series. oh and mingyu is a consent king ofc.

Minghao is antsy. That’s the best way he can put it. Preheat is, in his opinion, the worst part of his heat. There’s a constant nagging feeling that he gets. Like bugs under his skin. Or like someone is watching him but he can’t see them. Unsettling and it never goes away. It drives him batty every time.

Right now, he thinks, it’s driving Mingyu batty more than himself. The man in question is sitting on Jihoon’s bed, watching as Minghao paces around his nest once more. He tries his best to ignore the quizzical looks the alpha keeps sending his way, but to no avail. Eventually, he exasperatedly turns to him, hands on his hips, and asks, “what do you want?”

Mingyu has been the omega’s heat partner for far too long to even flinch at his tone. Instead, he sits further up in the bed and cocks his head at the man. “Are you sure it’s just preheat? You look stressed.”

He melts at the alpha’s soft tone, instincts dying down a bit when he realizes he doesn’t need to put up a fight. “I don’t know, Gyu. My brain keeps telling me that something is missing from my nest, but I can’t figure out what. I’m not sure if something is actually missing or I’m just paranoid.”

At these words, Mingyu gestures for the omega to come join him by the other bed and he does so, stopping to stand between his legs. The alpha runs his hands up Minghao’s legs and side, then intertwines their fingers. He looks up at his mate and says quietly, “are you sure it’s something and not someone?”

Minghao closes his eyes and lets his mind wander. He and Mingyu have talked about this already. Inviting you in to help with his heat. He wants it. He really does. But some little voice in the back of his brain screams at him, warning him that it’s not a good idea.

It’s stupid. He knows you aren’t a threat and would never do something to hurt him. But an omega’s self preservation instinct, especially while in heat, is quite strong. It doesn’t matter how long you’ve been an official member of the pack, his brain is flashing warning signs at him and screaming “stranger.”

He doesn’t even realize he’s trembling until Mingyu’s hands wrap around his waist to steady him. His eyes flutter back open to look at the alpha beneath him, who whispers, “you don’t have to if you don’t want to Hao.”

The omega simply hums in response, raising a hand to brush a strand of hair out of Mingyu’s face. This time, it’s the alpha who closes his eyes. He leans into the touch as Minghao drags the hand down his face.

A low rumble leaves Mingyu’s chest. He looks up when he hears the omega let out a small gasp. Minghao has his head thrown back and his chest is heaving a little bit. The alpha smirks a little bit at his reaction.

“Don’t do that”, Minghao says breathlessly. “You’re going to make it come faster.”

He regretted the words the second they came out of his mouth. When he looks down, Mingyu’s smirk is miles wide. “I know a thing or two about making things come fast.”

The alpha receives a well-deserved slap on the arm. But it doesn’t stop him from scooping Minghao up before he has a chance to berate him for his lewd words. “C’mon omega”, he tells him, “let’s find y/n while you still have brain cells left.” The omega in question lets out a muffled, “hey,” from where his mouth is pressed up against Mingyu’s shoulder.

Minutes later, Mingyu deposits him in a lump on your bed. You raise an eyebrow at him, but don’t get a chance to ask any questions, because Minghao practically tackles you. Once sufficiently on top of you, he shoves his face into your neck, nose against your scent gland, and takes a giant whiff. Within seconds, he’s melting against you and you’re left with an omega shaped blob weighing you down.

You reach down to touch the back of your hand to his forehead, frowning when you feel that he’s starting to heat up already. “You feeling it already, Hao?” you ask him.

He doesn’t directly respond to your question, pulling back for a second and then shoving his nose even further into your gland. His comment is stifled a bit from your skin, but you can still make out the words. “I swear they put crack in your pheromones or something.”

Both you and Mingyu laugh at this. However, you abruptly stop when Minghao raises his head to look at you with tears in his eyes. “Why are you guys laughing at me?” he pouts.

You’re quick to calm him down, extending a hand to brush away a stray tear. “Oh honey. We’re sorry. Preheat emotions suck don’t they?” He sniffles but still nods at you.

After he takes a minute to compose himself, you speak again. “Why don’t you ask Mingyu to bring you back to your nest, hm?”

All of a sudden, the omega looks panicked, glancing back at the man sitting at the foot of the bed. You’re not sure what you did wrong, but Mingyu speaks, cutting off your train of thought. “I think Hao wants to ask you something first.”

Minghao looks up at you sheepishly, toying with the sleeve of your shirt absentmindedly. After a long pause, he looks up at you from under his eyelashes and says, “will you help with my heat?”

The question renders you speechless for a moment. You’ve been told Minghao is a bit…picky about who he spends his heat with. You know he and Mingyu have been heat partners for years now, and barely anyone else helps now that they have a system down. Only when Mingyu starts to get exhausted does Jun take over. Most of the time, he doesn’t let anyone other than the two alphas and Jeonghan get near his nest in the throes of heat.

A part of you is silently cheering. Minghao’s instincts are finally accepting you as a true pack member if he trusts you in his most vulnerable moments. But another part of you is terrified. You really can’t mess this up.

He must pick up on your apprehension through your scent, because in seconds, he’s throwing himself off you and into Mingyu’s lap. The alpha looks up at you apologetically as Minghao sobs into his shoulder. “She hasn’t even said anything yet, give her a second,” he tells the omega.

The scene is enough to convince you to say yes. You let your scent even out for a minute before reaching out to brush your hand lightly over Minghao’s ankle. Once his sobs die down a bit, you say, “I’ll help you Hao. I’ll be there as long as you need me.”

His scent takes such an abrupt turn it almost burns. You may need to apply some scent neutralizing lotion beneath your nose if this is how strong it’s going to be the whole time. You don’t have enough time to think about that though, because he’s grabbing your arm and pulling you out of bed, with a soft mutter of “nest.”

He drags you to his room, Mingyu trailing not far behind you both. Once inside, he points to his bed and repeats “nest.” You follow the omega’s instructions and climb into the center of the nest. Then, he turns to Mingyu and tells him the same thing. After both of you are comfortably sat in the nest, he fusses over the sides, effectively tucking you in.

Once he’s satisfied with his work, Minghao crawls into the empty space between you two. A soft keen leaves his mouth and Mingyu chuckles. “Nest is complete now?” he asks. The omega is too busy releasing happy pheromones to respond.

The comfort of his nest, combined with the exhaustion of preheat must finally take ahold of him. Fifteen minutes later, he’s sleeping soundly, his face tucked into your shoulder. Mingyu’s arms are tucked around his waist, and the alpha peeks over him to look at you. “You don’t have to do this if you don’t want to, y/n,” he whispers.

You offer him a small smile back, trying to not disturb the sleeping omega beneath you. “I know. I want to though,” you tell him.

You wake up in the early hours of the morning, the sun barely peeking through the window. While you aren’t really a morning person, a heat-ridden Minghao clearly is. His heat has come in full force over the course of the night, if the way he’s rutting against your thigh is any sign.

When you look up at him, his eyes are squeezed shut and there’s a sheen of sweat covering his face. And the smell. God the smell. His usual lily scent is heavy, almost sticky in the air. It has a fruiter tinge to it though, something you can’t quite place.

A low moan startles you out of your thoughts. Minghao’s eyes have fluttered open and his mouth hangs open, panting. Without a word, you jut your leg out even farther, giving him a bigger surface to grind on.

It clearly helps, because his eyes roll to the back of his head again as his hips move faster. Then, without warning, he leans down and shoves his face into your scent gland. Immediately, he starts sucking at it, leaving you breathless. The more his pace increases on your leg, the harder he sucks. His teeth scrape at your sensitive gland and you release a sharp gasp.

The commotion must wake Mingyu, because he shuffles around on the other side of the bed. He glances over at you two and runs a finger down Minghao’s spine. With that morning voice you love so much, he tells him, “easy on her Myungho. She’s not used to you yet.”

His words and actions have the omega shivering and pulling back. Your gland pulses uncomfortably at the lack of attention. You ignore it though, electing to reach around and pull lightly at the hair on the back of his neck. He whines. “Yeah?” you ask him teasingly.

Mingyu chuckles from across the bed. You took that one out of his book. He leans down and whispers into Minghao’s ear. “You gonna come for our beta?”

The omega nods furiously and he takes it as a sign to continue. “Yeah? Feel good spreading your slick all over her thigh? Tell her how good she’s making you feel.”

You can feel the wet patch slowly spreading across your pants. Something deep inside you twists at this, making you itch for your own release. It twists even further when he slurs, “so good. Making me feel so good beta.”

You tug a little more on the strands of hair tucked in your hand and it’s the last straw for Minghao. His orgasm comes washing over him and he buries his face in your neck once more. The wetness on your leg increases exponentially and he makes a mess of it as his grinding begins to slow down.

You flinch a little bit when he murmurs into your gland, the vibrations tickling your sensitive skin. “I’m gross now,” he says.

Mingyu wraps his arms around the omega’s waist, kissing the back of his head where your hand just untangled from his hair. “Mm a little bit. Nothing a bath can’t fix right?” he asks.

A contented sigh leaves the man in your arms. You give him a little peck of your own, right on his forehead. “Let’s get you cleaned up honey,” you mumble, prompting him to sit up.

Once he’s successfully out of bed, Mingyu leads him to the bathroom, leaving you to change and collect some supplies for the day ahead of you. After a quick pit stop at your room, you head to the kitchen. As you refill some water bottles, you feel hands rest lightly on your waist and a nose tickle the back of your neck. “Hannie,” you acknowledge.

His nose presses even deeper into your skin. “You smell like Minghao,” he mumbles softly. “Is he in heat already?”

“Mhm,” you hum as he spins you around in his arms. Almost dropping the now full water bottle in your hands, you scowl at him a bit. “Don’t make me drop my omega’s water.”

He looks at you questioningly. “Your omega, huh?” He waits for you to respond, but all you do is nod. “You gonna take care of your omega’s heat for me? Make me a happy pack omega hm?”

He’s such a little shit. But you’re too preoccupied with the fact that you just called Minghao your omega to even remotely care. That’s something to unpack later. Instead you screw the lid back on the bottle and grab the snacks you’ve prepared. “Yes Hannie,” you utter, and dart out of his arms, back to Minghao’s room.

Jeonghan watches you go and a familiar chuckle rings in his ears. When he turns, Seungcheol is standing there, clearly amused with the conversation that was just had. Jeonghan rolls his eyes at him. “You,” he says, pressing his index finger into the alpha’s chest, “are where she gets the possessiveness from.”

They think they’re being sneaky, but you can still hear them from down the hall. And looking back at your past experiences with Seunghceol, you come to realize that he probably is where your possessive streak is coming from. And the fact that you’ve spent the last few hours with an omega in heat, but that’s not important.

When you return to the room, the pair is curled up in the nest. Minghao seems slightly relieved. Less desperate and eager to simply relax. Mingyu is snoozing next to him. You deposit your supplies on the nightstand and crawl in to join them.

Minghao immediately curls himself into your side. “Was thinking about you my entire bath,” he whispers, thumb stroking the skin that’s visible where your shirt had ridden up. You raise your hand to test his temperature again. When it makes contact with his forehead, he twists to lightly kiss the gland on your wrist. “Wanna make you feel good,” he breathes out.

The statement kind of surprises you. “Aren’t you supposed to be the one being taken care of right now?” you ask him, eyebrow quirked.

“Letting me eat your pussy is taking care of me.” You nearly gape at him when he says this. Such dirty words and for Xu Minghao of all people to say them? You might combust right here and now.

And combust you do, because minutes later, he’s got his face shoved between your legs and is eating you like his last meal. Your moans have awakened Mingyu, who, at first, elected to watch. But after a little whining from the omega, he’s mounted Minghao from behind.

You’re embarrassingly close within the first few minutes. There’s so much going on. The sound of skin against skin. Mingyu’s breathy groans. Minghao’s tongue teasing you softly. The feeling of his hair in your hand. All three of your scents blending beautifully in the air. But the kicker is when Mingyu gives a particularly hard thrust, causing Minghao to lightly scrape his teeth along your clit.

Your nerves feel like they are on fire. Your eyes roll back as your thighs tighten around the omega’s head, who whimpers in response. He grabs your hand and strokes it softly, coaxing you down from your high. When you finally come to, Mingyu is singing his praises to Minghao. “...a good omega, making our beta come like that. I think you deserve a reward for that. How about a knot, hm?”

The mere mention of a knot seems like it kicks Minghao into overdrive. “Please, please, please alpha! Wanna knot so bad!” He pushes his hips back furiously, like it’s going to make MIngyu’s knot pop any faster. It doesn’t, but it at least satisfies him for a moment.

In the meantime, you reach over to grab a towel from the nightstand, bringing it down to wipe off his face. He whines, something about losing your scent, but still mumbles out a, “thank you.”

Mingyu picks up his pace, a clear sign that he’s going to knot soon. The second his base swells enough to catch on Minghao’s opening, the omega is keening. He reaches out to grab onto your thigh, then sinks his teeth right into the soft skin. You gasp, not prepared for the sudden bite. His orgasm washes over him hard and it seems Mingyu’s does too.

After a minute of heavy breathing, he releases his jaws and lets go of your thigh, looking up at you sheepishly. Mingyu, who still has his head thrown back, his chest heaving up and down, mutters, “sorry, I should’ve warned you that he’s a biter.”

“It’s okay,” you respond. “It felt good, it just surprised me that’s all.” You reach down to pet Minghao’s hair a bit more, giving him a little bit more comfort.

“...’m full,” is all the omega can manage to get out.

The alpha reaches down to run a hand along his back. “Yeah, alpha made you nice and full. Let’s get you into a more comfortable position, okay?” he coos at him.

You shift closer to the outside of the bed so that he can pull himself and the omega down into a seated position next to you. Mingyu leans against the headboard, pulling Minghao down so his back presses against his chest. The omega whines a bit at the shifting, knot tugging uncomfortably at his entrance the more they move.

You give them both their own water bottles and offer a snack. Mingyu takes the protein bar quickly, but it takes a little coaxing (and hand feeding) to get Minghao to eat anything.

After a few minutes of blissful silence, the omega murmurs, “you feel bigger today Gyu. I don’t think your knot has gone down at all yet.”

The alpha grunts in response and shifts uncomfortably, making Minghao squirm. “Yeah well I’m tied to an omega in heat and I’ve got a really hot beta sitting naked in bed next to me. Can’t help it if I’m a little excited.”

You can’t help but preen a little bit at his statement. You. The hot beta is you. But you’re quickly distracted by Minghao, who moans when Mingyu shifts again. The alpha peers down and sees that Minghao’s cock is getting hard again. “We’re still tied together baby,” he tells him. “I can’t do anything for you right now, but maybe if you ask your beta nicely, she’ll ride you while I’m still inside you.” The omega’s eyes roll to the back of his head at the lewd thought and he moans loudly. “Please beta?” he asks, opening his eyes again just to flash the most pitiful look ever at you. It’s going to be a long few days for you three.

#understand series #svt #svt x reader #lu writes #xu minghao x reader #xu minghao #xu minghao imagine #abo dynamics #a/b/o #kim mingyu x reader #kim mingyu imagine #kim mingyu

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joonsty · 1 year ago

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Hybrid Au :

BunnyJungkook X Human Reader 🐰

Warnings : extreme possesive and obsessive behavior, smut, slight yandere themes? explicit sexual content; oral, fingering, multiple orgasms, orgasm denial/control, choking, unprotected sex, shower sex, creampie, marking/hickeys, rough, pet names, piss kink, rough manhandling? i guess bunny boy is stronger than reader. mentions of alcohol, pills, plot twist at the end, hint of soft/kook, I’m so fucking shite at recognising what bunnies do when they are angry or whatever so…I’m sorry. 🤍 uhm I feel like there’s more but I suppose I’ll remember later!

this is my first post on tumblr, so i guess im a bit nervous? I hope you like it!! requests are open, so feel free to send in suggestions & ideas! °❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

your keys rattled in the little doorlock, failing multiple times on opening the door. “fuck“ you sighed out as you dropped your keys on the floor. If i were to describe you, i would say you were drunk, sticky & a hot mess, but most importantly totally fucked. It was times like these, where you were drunk, that you would forget the rules and the people around you. He tried his hardest, drilling the words into your mind, making your dumb stupid brain memorize it by heart. But even then, you forgot the most important rule.

never ever leave your bunny boy alone.

so yeah, in simple words, you were fucked. you didn't know about the evil that sat in your house, glaring at the four walls in so much anger and pain. If only you listened, if only you paid more attention to your bunny boy than you did to your friends. who even cared about your friends? he could kill them in a heartbeat. sure, it’ll hurt you, but the sweet pain he would see on your face, your warm tears dribbling down your cheeks, it would be worth it.

so welcome back to the present, you grabbed your right hand, and steadily plopped the key into the lock, twisting it in success. “finally” you groaned out. your feet was sore and burning. you needed a shit ton of pain relievers and a warm shower to make you feel better tonight, maybe even a cuddle from your favourite boy. but oh god, how everything was going to go down the drain.

you sluggishly walked into your apartment and halted, eyes immediately locking with the hothead in-front of you. “g-gukkiieeee” you slurred as you ran to him, wrapping your arms around his neck and breathing in his musky scent. oh god, he felt so nice, you thought as you pressed a kiss to his shoulder.

before you could even comprehend what happened, he pushed you off him, making you stumble back a bit. “hey what are you-?” “don’t fucking touch me.” he growled. his fluffy bunny ears standing up straight, and you even noticed how big? he almost seemed. he turned his back to you and walked away to your shared bedroom, leaving you in the main room, confused and dizzy.

“oh fuck it” you thought, as you walked yourself in the bedroom as well. to be honest, you’ve had enough with jungkooks behaviour. his constant fear of him losing you to someone else, or how he made you drop and block all your male friends because, “I trust you baby, it’s them I don’t trust” & all that bullshit.

as you walked in, you saw him sitting on the bed, earphones plugged in, blasting his music on the full. he didn’t even spare you a glance. you really hated when he was angry. but then again, it was kind of like this all the time. you shimmied out of your dress, grabbing his tshirt and some shorts and scurried your way to the bathroom.

your feet touch the cold marble floor and you jerk back a bit, “wooh okay” you mentally prepare yourself before stepping in the shower. your hand turns the knobs for the water and the drizzles of shower comes shooting down as the warmest of summer rain, your eyes squeeze shut as you bask & enjoy the warm water dissolving all your pain and aches away.

you stay like that for a few minutes, gradually getting sleepier by the second, eyes feeling heavy and your legs on the verge to give out. god you should finish this shower and head to bed so you can slee-

“who tf do you think you are, hm?”

you flinch as his voice finally reaches you. fuck, you didn’t know whether to be shit scared or shit turned on rn. “what do-“

“shut the fuck up, whore.”

your mouth instantly seizes up. you’re pretty sure he can hear the loud thumping of your heart, punching against your fragile rib cage & the small breathy whimpers that leave your mouth.

his rough hand latches onto your throat and you swear your stomach clenches a bit. his calloused fingers soothingly rubbing the sides of your throat. you can practically feel his hard abs pressing your back, but thats not all. you gulp, taking a deep breath in.

“baby, whats wr-“ you get interrupted again & his hold tightens just a tad bit more.

“did i say you could fucking speak?“ he grits out.

“you know all you had to do was tell me, and i would've fucked this dirty cunt of yours, but no, my dumb little bitch wanted to go and fuck someone else.“

you look at him with wide eyes, what the hell is he talking about?

in a swift moment, hes got you pressed against the wall. the pebbles of your breast brushing uncomfortably against the tiles causing you to bite down on your bottom lip.

“guess i have to remind you that this pussy...“

his hand roughly slaps your clit, making you jump in pleasure.

“belongs to me, and only me.“

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& thats how you ended up, face down and ass up on the satin bed. tears streaming down your face, while you begged him to “stop, its too much“and in response he laughed at your face, mocking your whimpers.

you could say that the initial pain was blinding, feeling yourself getting stretched out by him made all your racing thoughts dissipate as every nerve in your brain focused on not passing out. plain and pleasure, that's what it was about.

your hands roughly clenched around the black sheet beneath you, his body pinning you down, his thick girth hitting impossibly deep inside you. you immediately muffled your screams into the bedsheet, allowing drool to dribble down your mouth and stain it.

in a sudden movement, you felt his hand wrap around your locks and painfully pull back. “who fucks you better hm?“ he breathes out, as his pace quickens. “what” you whimper out as you bite down on your bottom lip.

his nose tickles your jaw, as he guides his mouth closer to your ears. “I said, does he fuck you better than me?” he pulls out, making you gasp at the loss of contact on instinct. “god- you’re test-“ “no” “what did you say?” he grunts out, as he repeatedly taps his cock on ur clit, gently pushing in and out, teasing you. your walls clench around nothing and you could finally say that the pain was getting worse, you wanted a release and you wanted it bad.

“no, no you’re the only one I want, please, please, please” you begged, pathetically.

“hm I didn’t hear you what did you say?”

“please bunny, I need to-“

“excuse me?”

“please please, daddy, let me cum, I’ll do anything, please”

his cocky chuckle filled the four walls, bouncing of em and directly piercing through your ears.

“good girl.”

daam fuck. you couldn’t deny the warmth that started to fill your belly by his praise. sooner than expected, you came. like he always says "cumming on daddys cock like a filthy slut".

and you was indeed, HIS filthy slut.

you slumped down onto the bed, heart pounding within your chest, sweat gathering on your forehead and a insane urge for more. he fell next to you on the bed and his large hand clasped around your waist, pulling you next to him. You could smell his cologne entangled with his musky scent, how could you resist him, you just wanted him to roll you over and dwe-

'you okay?' he whispered, big eyes staring at you, and you stared right back.

'yeah...' you answered, as your hands slowly crept down his abdomen, and you swore you heard his breath hitch. you softly palmed his solid, pink hard-on and low purrs resonated to your ears.

'what are you-'

he was interrupted. you spit on his cock and hungrily slide him into your mouth, taking him in as much as you could, a small gag from you makes him hiss and he throws his head back. you lick the stripe of vein on the side and swirl your tongue softly on his tip, oh how he wants to just grab your hair and force you on his cock until your a blabbering mess, but he doesn't want to ruin the moment.

you pull back with a pop and glare at the man who's now ready to do whatever you want.

"oh how the tables have turned..."

hope you liked that! i will be posting more stories soon! if you want to be on the taglist, just let me know! ♡

do you prefer shorter or longer stories? (ill keep it in mind for next time!)

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forgotten-retrouvaille · 4 months ago

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ON HIATUS FROM 27/01 - 03/02

QUEUE BASED UNTIL THEN .

PINNED POST

established 23.09.24

AND HERE YOU COME;

WITH A SHIELD FOR A HEART,

╭・ AND A SWORD FOR A TONGUE.

#𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐆𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐍-𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐕𝐀𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐄 , an independant roleplay blog for 𝐉𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐕𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐄 of resident evil/biohazard .

╭・ 𝖡𝖫𝖮𝖦 𝖣𝖨𝖱𝖤𝖢𝖳𝖮𝖱𝖸 + 𝖢𝖱𝖴𝖢𝖨𝖠𝖫 𝖨𝖭𝖥𝖮𝖱𝖬𝖠𝖳𝖨𝖮𝖭

𝐌𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐔𝐌 - 𝐇𝐈𝐆𝐇 activity | analysis based all blog graphics are my own .

╭・BLOGROLL .

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───・✧ˎˊ˗ 𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐕𝐀𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐄

definition : finding someone after ,

a long time of seperation ,

╭・ rediscovery

rules under the cut , please read before interacting

───・✧ˎˊ˗ 𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐋

one . #𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐆𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐍-𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐕𝐀𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐄 is a single-muse , independant , selective roleplay blog . I am mutuals only and I will only write with those 18 and over , but I love getting to meet new people !! i LOVE plotting and will happily welcome anything into my inbox - don't feel hesitant to drop in and ask for a plot/send in a starter meme or anything similar - I promise I don't bite ! That being said , don't be an asshole , over anon or anywhere else.

two . some info surrounding me : hey ! my name is ryxon , i'm 20 , queer , i have adhd and go by they/them exclusively . i tend to be rather busy , as i am a fulltime farmer and firefighter / SAR operator , and i work at a mechanic shop on some weekends . i am very interested in poetry and character analysis , and use them as references when it comes to my writing , as a significant part of my jill interpretation stems from certain pieces of poetry that resonate with her . i tend to use birds as the biggest inspiration/motif when it comes to her - most prominently sparrows and crows , but wolves are also common alongside this . my jill is heavily headcanon based and i recommend reading the carrd BIO page due to the way i interpret her character . Discord is available for mutuals on request .

three . i do not tolerate AI of any kind , and I will not hesitate to block if I find similar media or content on your page . Please do not send AI generated media or content to this blog . Do not use this blog to train AI .

four . i do not write sexually explicit threads . i am okay with suggestive content, but that being said , i don't write that stuff with everyone . that being said , this blog contains several canon-typical themes , including heavy violence , body horror, medical experimentation , and death . this blog also occasionally deals with the events and aftermath of mind control as canon typical within resident evil 5 . these will be tagged accordingly . follow at your own discretion .

five . this goes without saying but do not interact if you are homophobic , transphobic , fall under the categories of inc*st , p*dophilia, noncon/dubcon , or any other gross stuff similar to this . i do not support any ai-generated media alongside this , and i will not interact with those that do . please do not send this blog NSFW asks or request those kinds of threads with me . I am very liberal with the block button and anything of the above will warrant it.

six . i am perfectly happy with any sort of blog following me , be it main/personal or roleplay , though i ask that threads aren't reblogged except by the people directly involved . though i am perfectly fine if others want to follow them/read them as they go . i do not mind any sort of interaction with any of my other posts , but my headcanons and analysis are exclusive to my interpretation of jill valentine , and my portrayal relies very heavily on those . they are crafted specifically for my portrayal , so please keep that in mind .

───・✧ˎˊ˗ 𝐑𝐎𝐋𝐄𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐘

seven . I prefer writing with partners who are at least semi-literate to literate , but I will not ever pressure someone into writing more than they want to . I myself write literate - novella , but I tend to match the length of my partners . i do not expect essays , i myself am very much focused on quality over quantity , and aim to build a well-made story first and foremost . my responses can be slow at times , and i ask reminders are only sent after two weeks without a response . i can sometimes be slow when it comes to responding to messages / inbox so please be patient with me. no godmodding , please . asks that don't specify a specific verse will be treated as mainline verse unless they've been plotted/specified beforehand - if you want an AU verse , specify !

eight . i am more than happy to accomodate if you require a different format of writing , or something similar . just message me and i will do my best .

nine . this blog is multimuse && oc friendly , i am more than happy to write with either . i am also open to writing in any setting , or aus , but my main universe is typically the resident evil canon game universe as it is at the moment .

ten . if you reblog a meme or a prompt from me , please send one in return . otherwise , please reblog them from the source . memes / inbox are the best way to start interactions with me but i don't mind doing starters .

───・✧ˎˊ˗ 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐏𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐆

eleven . this blog is multi-ship , and i am perfectly happy to write different ships with muns , though they aren't the main focus of the blog . i will not , however , write weskertine or nemestine - though other ships are more than welcome . my jill is unlabelled , though tends to lean more towards feminine-presenting individuals . please message and ask if you would like to write any sort of ship with me . i ship chemistry , and do not do forced ships . i really , really enjoy dynamic , complex bonds , and am always down to discuss any sort of relationships , whether it be romantic , platonic , antagonistic etc !

#pinned post #resident evil rp #jill valentine rp #[ 𝟎𝟏 ] ── * 𝗛𝗘𝗔𝗗𝗖𝗔𝗡𝗢𝗡𝗦 { to tear the stars from the heavens }#▸ 𝗔 𝗡 𝗔 𝗟 𝗬 𝗦 𝗜 𝗦 || a sword for a tongue.#☆ ⠀ ⠀ 𝒔𝒉𝒆'𝒔 𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒔𝒉𝒆'𝒔 𝒆𝒙𝒉𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒅 ⠀ ⠀ ╱ ⠀ ⠀ general.#––– ❛ art 【 at best shadowy and vague 】#✧ 𓂅 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐧𝐢𝐚 ⠀ ⠀ ╱ ⠀ ⠀ ooc .#٭ ❧ 𝐈 𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐕𝐄 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐃 ⨳ roleplay.#––– ❛ PROMPT 【 holy water cannot save you now 】#━━ ˟ ⊰ 𝒎𝒚 𝒕𝒐𝒖𝒄𝒉 𝒊𝒔 𝒑𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒓 / ask games .#✦𓂅 with her sweetened breath and tongue so mean ╱ drabbles .#* . ⊹ 𝘪'𝘷𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘶𝘳𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘥𝘰𝘮 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯 › music .#▸ 𝒊 𝒔𝒉𝒖𝒕 𝒎𝒚 𝒆𝒚𝒆𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅 𝒅𝒓𝒐𝒑𝒔 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒅 ╱ ⠀starter call .#— ✎ 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐩 ⤾ open starter .#––– ❛ self promo 【 i am my own god and martyr 】#✦𓂅 𝐦𝐲 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐫𝐞𝐛𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝 ⠀ ⠀ ╱ ⠀ ⠀ aesthetic #୨୧﹕𝐢𝐟 𝐢'𝐦 𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐚 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 / wishlist

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happiestplacehq · 7 months ago

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Hey everyone !!

I hope we're all doing okay. I know life is kicking everyone's butt right now. I'm putting out the good vibes!

So, I'm finally on summer holiday and other than having studying to do for my ballet qualification, I actually genuinely have some free time on my hands at the moment. As you can probably all tell, the last few months have not been great for me keeping the main up to date and pushing things out, and keeping on top of everyone else's activity has been hard when I haven't been as active myself. Long story short, my mental health has absolutely tanked the last few months (understandable, given how many things have been thrown at me in a year and a half on top of work stress and studying) and I couldn't in good conscience hound anyone to be active when I was hiding myself.

For now, I feel rested and I'm pushing through the brain fog. I'm committing to being a better mod!

ANYWAY, all this is to say is that I'm planning a small revamp/ reboot of the RP, with the hopes that this motivates all of our players to make a slow and steady return to the dash.

This revamp will include some plot updates, a massive push for the plot moving forward, and an event to welcome the new "era" of the RP. (Trust me besties, I'm excited for the idea I have and I'm already writing things inside my mind!!)

I might change up the graphics and change some bios around here and there too if my mum's laptop agrees with photoshop. I'm not promising new bios just yet (as that is a hurdle unto itself).

The main thing to note going into this revamp is this:

There will be updates to the activity rules. Sadly, being as lenient as I have been has meant that activity has fizzled, which is understandable but not great if we're wanting to keep the RP moving forward, keep everyone feeling included and welcome new writers. (I know the dash has been moving better lately, but sometimes there are points where nothing is posted for a long time.)

I haven't decided on what the new rules will be yet, so am open to feedback and suggestions, but there will be changes to both activity and interaction rules. I will also be messaging each individual character account to ask your plans for the character going forward, or if you would like to drop the character at some point too. (If you're stuck with a character, this is a great time to reboot them.) These rules will not come into effect until the revamp is complete so there's still some time to message me or have a think about what you would like to do going forward.

As always, please send in a hiatus request if you think you will be away for over 2 weeks just so I can keep things as updated as possible.

To help me in this revamp, the RP/ Main will technically be on a semi-hiatus - RP and in character interactions will continue as normal, the main will just be quieter to help me make changes and keep track of everything. As such, I won't be promoting the RP until I'm happy with the revamp, and applications for new characters will be closed for a short while. You can still message me to change character FCs, request hiatuses and all the other usual stuff.

I'm giving myself until mid-August to get as much of this done as I can. I will be away in London for training from the 15th to the 23rd August, so if I put my mind to it we'll have something by then, OR the week I come back. I'll put a poll out nearer the time when we would like the grand-reopening to be!

Like I said, interactions are still to go ahead as normal! The game itself isn't on hiatus, just the main while I change things around and give everything a fresh coat of paint. Thank you to everyone who has stuck around thus far! I can't wait to see what this revamp sparks in everyone ✨

Please give this post a like once you have read it!

#under readmore because i rambled as per #happiestmod #disney rp #disney roleplay #lsrpg #ouat rp #fairytale rp

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ave09 · 2 years ago

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life day

han solo x reader

note; i don’t know what this even is, but this plot is my absolute favorite. i have two more han requests coming out soon and two more harrison (one a request, one not) but until then, i’ll be feeding you all other han content bc i have a lot of short ones written. also… if y’all have indy requests, send ‘em in, i wanna write for him but have no ideas 😭

han looks so fucking adorable in this gif i can’t-

“okay, now that everyone’s name is helmet, everyone will take turns taking a name.”

“i think we know how it works, luke.” you mumbled, glancing up at the blond, “remind me why we’re doing this?”

“because it’s almost life day! it’s a fun tradition to take our mind off of the empire.” luke exclaimed. well, first off, the empire should be the main focus considering darth vader was currently searching for the rebels. and second of all.. you realized that tatooine sure had some strange traditions.

“can we just take names now?” han asked, impatience lacing his tone. “have somewhere to be, solo?” leia questioned. “yeah, actually i do princess, my ships a wreck, i got better things to be doing-“

“guys! come on, this is important to me.” luke said. it wasn’t ideal, but, you’d indulge in this event for the sake of sweet luke skywalker’s happiness.

“alright, i’m drawing.” you announced, reaching into the helmet, where only four small pieces of paper rested. luke had failed to rope anyone else into this, not even chewie.

you took a paper, holding it tightly in your fist. “don’t look at it,” luke warned, “yeah yeah, i won’t.” you replied.

you watched and waited as leia and luke took their names. and of course, han, being the most extra man ever, took about twenty years to reach into the helmet and take the paper.

“there’s only one left, just take it!”

luke set down the helmet, a bright smile on his face, “okay, now, without anyone looking, check who’s name you got.” carefully, you began to unfold the small slip of paper. beside you, han leaned over, trying to peek, you elbowed him lightly, “back off solo.”

you opened the paper to see the name han solo written in luke’s cursive writing. you refrained from rolling your eyes. why couldn’t you have gotten leia?

“ooo, you won’t believe who i got.” han said smugly, waggling his eyebrows suggestively at you before winking at leia.

ah, of course. of course han would end up choosing leia.

and yet you’d pulled his name. now you had to figure out what the hell you were gonna get him.

“okay, great! now, life day is in a week, and my family would usually do it the night before, so we have six days to get the gifts ready, which by the way, don’t do anything too big, we don’t have that much options here in the base, oh! and remember: don’t tell anyone who you have.”

the quartet then dispersed, going on their separate ways. you knew this was going to be a struggle. you were far closer with luke and leia then you were with han.

you and han were friends… sort of. there was constant bickering, constant flirting, it was a lot to handle, but it all honesty, you didn’t know him that well to know what he’d like. which is why you decided that you needed to talk to chewie.

you waited until later in the day, you’d seen han leave with leia, they were trying to be discreet but seemed more suspicious then anything.

you were fairly certain their was some sort of relationship there, but was unable to find any confirmation.

you approached the falcon where chewie was working. you were thankfully that you’d been studying wookie now that you didn’t have han to translate.

“chewie! hey, can i talk to you!” you asked. the wookie glanced up from his work, nodding, beckoning you over. you met him on top of the falcon, taking a seat beside him.

“so, i’m sure han’s told you all about this life day tradition that luke wanted to do.” chewie nodded.

“right. so, i.. i got han,” you mumbled, “and i have absolutely no clue what to get him, considering you’re his best friend, i thought you could give me an idea.”

chewie remained silent for a moment before giving you a toothy grin, growling softly.

“i’ve got a few ideas for you.”

— — —

“okay! i’m so excited for this, you guys, i don’t think you understand.” luke exclaimed. you were seated criss cross on the floor, han sprawled out beside you while luke and leia were seated on the couch.

“we’re excited too.” leia said with a smile. you were somewhat excited as well, but mostly nervous. you were suddenly regretting what you’d gotten him. it was already difficult as it is considering you couldn’t really leave hoth so it was left to being creative to find a good gift, plus most of chewie’s ideas were horrid, so you were on your own.

but you felt as if it wasn’t enough now, and you were terrified that he’d absolutely hate it.

“alright, who wants to start?”

“why don’t you go, luke?” you suggest, knowing he was bursting at the seams to give his gift. the blonde smiled brightly, retrieving a gift bag, passing it to the woman beside him. “happy life day, leia.” the brunette took the bag from him, pushing away the tissue paper before retrieving two books.

“i remember you telling me how interested you were in the galaxy, all the stars and stuff, i found these old astronomy books in storage and thought you might like them.”

you could tell he was nervous, but leia laughed, “i love these, luke. thank you.” she said, pulling him into a side hug, pressing a gentle kiss to his cheek, the young man flushing bright red.

leia then retrieved a small neatly wrapped package, handing it to the blonde beside her. your stomach suddenly dropped upon realizing that it was you who han had picked.

you felt your stomach churn nervously, trying to focus on leia and not the man laying beside you.

luke opened the wrapped package, blue eyes widening. “you didn’t!”

you furrowed your brows, “what is it?”

“don’t be shy skywalker, show us what you got.” the excited blonde reached into the box to retrieve what looked like a plaque. you and han exchanged confused looks.

“not to be that person.. but.. uh, what is it?” you asked. luke then turned it to face you and han. “it’s a plaque for my x-wing!” and so it was. displaying in a fancy sort of font was ‘general luke skywalker’

“y’know i was talking to leia a week or so ago about how i’d love some way to like personalize my x-wing, and now i have a fancy plaque!”

you couldn’t lie, seeing luke this happy over a plaque warmed your heart. he turned to leia, “thank you, i really love it.”

seeing as you and han were the only two left, it was obvious that you’d picked on another. and while you wanted nothing more than to get this done and over with, han seemed to take this opportunity to go first. he reached into his pocket, retrieving a small black box.

he passed it to you, and you took it carefully. “i couldn’t find any wrapping paper, but happy life day sweetheart.” he said to which you smiled.

you pulled open the box, a gasp slipping past your lips at the contents inside. you were speechless.

you could feel han’s eyes on you, you glanced up, meeting his gaze, “han..”

“what is it?”

carefully, you lifted up the gift. in your hand was a silver chain, and hanging on that chain was a small ring. it was intricately designed, and it looked to you as though it was handcrafted.

“i know you usually wear necklaces, but i didn’t remember until after the ring was made-“

“you made this?” the man nodded, “yeah, i had some scraps from the falcon, and i know you like the ship despite how much you pretend you don’t-“

“this is amazing, han.” you breathed, taken aback by the effort put into this gift. for once han seemed to be unable to come up with a snarky comeback, and he even-he even looked nervous.

wait a second.. was he blushing?

but now, you were nervous, passing him your gift, “now i feel like mine is kinda basic.” the man took it from you, rolling into his stomach, laying the gift before him.

once again, being absolutely dramatic, the man took ages unwrapping the somewhat large gift. you held the necklace in your closed hand, still trying to understand how he could’ve given you such a gift. it meant so much. knowing all the effort he’d put into it, it made your heart flutter.

but now your heart pounded rapidly as he had finally unwrapped your gift.

you watched his hazel eyes widen, and you feared the worst.

“did you draw this?”

slowly, you nodded. luke and leia leaned forward, both gasping at the sight.

you didn’t know what to get the man. and chewie’s ideas were far too ridiculous. so, you’d resorted to what you were good at.

drawing.

you’d sketched a picture of the falcon, and standing in front of it was leia, luke, chewie, and the captain of ship himself.

it had most definitely been your best work, and you’d framed it and everything.

“i thought you could put it in the falcon or something…”

“y’know, i just might. this is a really good drawing.” you smiled. he genuinely seemed happy about this, there was no false sense of joy.

he really liked it.

luke clapped his hands together, “i’d like to say that this was a success! we should do it again next year.”

“for once, i’m agreeing with you luke, this was kinda fun.” han agreed. “i can see this becoming a tradition.” leia added. all eyes then fell on you, and you couldn’t help but smile, “i suppose i’d been able to participate next year.”

the smile on luke’s face said it all. “happy life day, everyone!”

— — — —

you were in your quarters, seated on the couch, thinking about the events of the day. you were still in awe about han’s gift.

it was just so special.

and you had yet to put it on. you just couldn’t will yourself to do so. why? you didn’t know.

you held it in your hands, your fingertips brushing over the ring. it was so perfectly designed, and you struggled trying to imagine han solo taking time out of his day to create such a unique piece of jewelry.

a knock echoed throughout the room, catching you offguard. “come in!” you called, expecting it to be leia, but was surprised to see han enter the room.

“hey,” you greeted.

“hi.” he replied, hazel eyes darting to the necklace in your hands, furrowing his brows, “you haven’t put it on yet?”

you shook your head sheepishly. “you want me to help?” you hesitated a moment, before replying, “sure.” the man approached you, extending a hand towards you. carefully, you set the item into the palm of his hand. he then took a seat beside you, gesturing for you to turn your head.

you did so, han placed the necklace around your neck, his fingertips brushing against the nape of your neck as he clasped it.

“there we go.” the chain now hung around your neck, and you could tell how proud he was. “thank you.”

“my pleasure.” he replied, shifting slightly in his seat. “hey, can i ask you something?” the question was somewhat abrupt but you nodded nonetheless.

“why weren’t you in that picture?”

now that was unexpected. you averted eye contact, “well…” you paused, sighing, “you are far closer with those three then with me.” that was just the blatant truth. han furrowed his brows, “so that suddenly makes you not important?”

“han, i don’t understand-“

“y’know i care about you right? like a lot?” you were taken aback. “what?” you asked. “i care about you a lot.” he then rubbed the back of his neck nervously, “i know i suck at showing how i feel but…”

“our banter, our flirting. i kinda love that. and i kinda love being around you.”

a small smile spread across your lips as your fingertips brushed against the necklace around your neck. “funny, i kinda love being around you too.”

despite how you constantly played off being annoyed by him, you had never had as much fun as you did when he was around.

he scooted a little closer to you, retrieving something from his jacket pocket but you couldn’t make out what it was. he then lifted his arm, holding something above your head.

you let out a laugh at the sight. “are you serious right now?” you asked to which he nodded, a mischievous grin on his lips, “you’re sitting under the mistletoe, sweetheart. don’t ya know what that means?”

you nodded, “of course i know, han.”

“well then, why don’t we-“

he was taken aback as you leaned in, pressing your lips gently to his. he froze up for a moment, before dropping the mistletoe, his large hands cupping your face as he deepened the kiss.

it was a magical kiss. that was the only way you could describe it.

you then pulled away, “happy life day, han.”

he let out a soft chuckle, “best life day ever.” he replied before kissing you once again.

it truly was the best life day yet. you’d spent the day with your closest friends, and an unexpected romance had bloomed, and it would continue to blossom for many years to come.

#harrison ford x reader #harrison ford #harrison ford movies #young harrison ford #star wars #han solo x reader #han solo #leia organa #princess leia #luke skywalker #chewbacca #han solo fanfic #han solo imagine #empire strikes back

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Hey Alecto, I was wondering if you had any fic recs for me! I saw some puppyshipping art before where Seto was an emotional wreck/breaking down and it has me in a chokehold. Do you know any good fics that have something like this? 👀👀

Hi, sorry this took a bit! I had to scour my memory and AO3 bookmarks and tags for a while. But I've returned with a handful of fic recs that fit your request here! These are all puppyshipping fics since that is 99% of what I read, hahah.

(And I'm guessing the fanart you saw was @ladydraculena's recent art. Either way, y'all should check it out because it's gorgeous!)

So here is a list of fics featuring Seto breaking down in tears as an, at least somewhat, significant part of the plot. Mind the warnings on some of these.

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Love Dares Greatly by Lafeae [Rated T, post-canon]

A hit and run leaves Jounouchi comatose, with the fear that he may not regain consciousness. Kaiba, at the same time, is in the middle of developing a new game device that allows for interfacing between players when they are asleep. The suggestion is made that he could use it to pull Jounouchi out. But for two years, Kaiba has managed to keep everyone from saying a word to him about Jounouchi Katsuya. Two years since he has argued with Mokuba, forbidding even his little brother the utterance of the name in his presence. Two years since he has moved on from a messy and public break-up. Will this new circumstance pull them back together?

I cannot recommend this enough. I cannot recommend any of @lafeae's fics enough! This one is epic-length, 100k+ words, so the breakdown moments are sprinkled throughout the fic, but believe me, it's worth every moment of your time.

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Preferable Reality by Lafeae and MistressArafax [Rated T, post-canon, *major character death* and suicidal ideation]

Life is fragile. Delicate. The daily routine can change in an instant, shaking the foundations of the world, leaving those left behind fragmented and broken. When tragedy strikes, how can Kaiba cope? How can he move on? How can he possibly mend his shattered reality?

A somewhat ensemble fic, but Kaiba's grief over Joey's death is a major part of the narrative.

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Their Hearts Were Soldiers Who Never Found Their Way Home by Five_seas [Rated M, post-canon, *character death but it's not Kaiba or Jounouchi*]

Defying death shouldn't be easier than living as your true self. And yet, somehow, it is.

Kaiba grieves the sudden death of an old friend, and Jounouchi is there at the right place and time to help him through it.

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Limits Approaching by BDEblueyeswhitedragon (BDEblueyes) [Rated T, post-canon]

It took years to get them together. Only months to break them apart. Can one night solve all their problems?

Kaiba and Jounouchi's marriage is going through a rough patch. Just as Jounouchi has finally gathered the courage to propose divorce, he sees something that might change his mind.

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Roses & Starlight by BDEblueyeswhitedragon (BDEblueyes) [Rated T, post-canon]

It's Mokuba and Shizuka's wedding reception. Kaiba needs a moment to himself. Jou follows.

Short and sweet. Kaiba breaks down a little after Mokuba and Shizuka's wedding.

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This list is by no means complete. If anyone knows of any other fics that fit this criteria, please send them to the OP!

#replies #sassyresacon1990 #joukai asks #yugioh #puppyshipping #violetshipping #joukai #kaijou #themed fic list #happy reading!

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one . #𝐁𝐔𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐃𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐎𝐑 is a single-muse , independant , selective roleplay blog . I am mutuals only and I will only write with those 18 and over , but I love getting to meet new people !! i LOVE plotting and will happily welcome anything into my inbox - don't feel hesitant to drop in and ask for a plot/send in a starter meme or anything similar - I promise I don't bite ! That being said , don't be an asshole , over anon or anywhere else.

six . i am perfectly happy with any sort of blog following me , be it main/personal or roleplay , though i ask that threads aren't reblogged except by the people directly involved . though i am perfectly fine if others want to follow them/read them as they go . i do not mind any sort of interaction with any of my other posts, but my headcanons and analysis are exclusive to my interpretation of these characters , and my portrayals relies very heavily on those . they are crafted specifically for my portrayals , so please keep that in mind .

───・✧ˎˊ˗ 𝐑𝐎𝐋𝐄𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐘

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───・✧ˎˊ˗ 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐏𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐆

eleven . this blog is multi-ship , and i am perfectly happy to write different ships with muns , though they aren't the main focus of the blog .my chris is exclusively gay, my piers is a closeted bisexual leaning towards masculine presenting individuals , and jake is bisexual . please message and ask if you would like to write any sort of ship with me . i ship chemistry , and do not do forced ships . i really , really enjoy dynamic , complex bonds , and am always down to discuss any sort of relationships , whether it be romantic , platonic , antagonistic etc !

#✦𓂅 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐠𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐫 𝐦𝐞 ⠀ ⠀ ╱ ⠀ ⠀ aesthetic #––– ❛ prompt 【 i'll pay for a place by the ring 】#𝐈 𝐖𝐎𝐍'𝐓 𝐁𝐔𝐑𝐘 𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃 ⨳ roleplay #––– ❛ answered 【 you can have my isolation 】#— ✎ 𝐢 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐝𝐚𝐲𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐛𝐞 𝐬𝐨 𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐭 ⤾ starter .#▸ 𝗔 𝗡 𝗔 𝗟 𝗬 𝗦 𝗜 𝗦 || you want to make it a reality paved in gold.#[ 𝟎𝟏 ] ── * 𝗛𝗘𝗔𝗗𝗖𝗔𝗡𝗢𝗡𝗦 { you want a revelation some kind of resolution }#✧ 𓂅 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞 ╱⠀ ooc .#✦𓂅 i am the righteous hand of god and the devil that you forgot . ╱ drabbles .#* . ⊹ 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐰𝐡𝐨'𝐬 𝐝𝐢𝐠𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐯𝐞 ! › ask games .#––– ❛ self promo 【 same religion just a different name 】#▸ 𝗪 𝗜 𝗦 𝗛 𝗟 𝗜 𝗦 𝗧 || that's 'cause you're at war with love .#––– ❛ queue 【 why don't you twist it and turn it and cut it like a knife 】

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#𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐔𝐒-𝐅𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐘 , an independant roleplay blog for 𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐗 𝐖𝐄𝐒𝐊𝐄𝐑 of resident evil/biohazard .

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𝐣𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐯𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐞 : @forgotten-retrouvaille

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𝐜𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐟𝐢𝐞𝐥𝐝 / 𝐣𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐦𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐫 / 𝐩𝐢𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐧𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐬 : @buriedhonor

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───・✧ˎˊ˗ 𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐋

one . #𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐔𝐒-𝐅𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐘 is a single-muse , independant , semi-selective roleplay blog . I am open to writing with anyone who wants a thread with me , but I will only write with those 18 and over . i LOVE plotting and will happily welcome anything into my inbox - don't feel hesitant to drop in and ask for a plot/send in a starter meme or anything similar - I promise I don't bite ! That being said , don't be an asshole , over anon or anywhere else.

two . some info surrounding me : hey ! my name is ryxon , i'm 20 , queer , and go by they/them exclusively . i tend to be rather busy , as i am a fulltime farmer , along with firefighting , search and rescue , surf , freelancing , and my uni applications . i am very interested in poetry and character analysis , and use them as references when it comes to my writing , as a significant part of my alex wesker relates to this . my alex is heavily headcanon based and partly canon divergent , i recommend reading the carrd BIO page due to the way i interpret her character. Discord is available for mutuals on request .

four . i do not write sexually explicit threads . i am okay with suggestive content, but that being said , i don't write that stuff with everyone . that being said , this blog contains several canon-typical themes , including heavy violence , body horror, brief mentions of suicide , medical experimentation , and death . these will be tagged accordingly . follow at your own discretion . DISCLAIMER that i do not share the views of my muse , and that since Alex is an antagonist, she will react accordingly to any way a muse chooses to act towards her . Aggression will be responded in kind, as with other attitudes / actions.

six . i am perfectly happy with any sort of blog following me , be it main/personal or roleplay , though i ask that threads aren't reblogged except by the people directly involved . though i am perfectly fine if others want to follow them/read them as they go . i do not mind any sort of interaction with any of my other posts , but my headcanons and analysis are exclusive to my interpretation of alex wesker , and my portrayal relies very heavily on those . they are crafted specifically for my portrayal , so please keep that in mind .

───・✧ˎˊ˗ 𝐑𝐎𝐋𝐄𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐘

seven . I prefer writing with partners who are at least semi-literate to literate , but I will not ever pressure someone into writing more than they want to . I myself write literate - novella , but I tend to match the length of my partners . i do not expect essays , i myself am very much focused on quality over quantity , and aim to build a well-made story first and foremost . my responses can be slow at times , and i ask reminders are only sent after 2-3 days without a response . no godmodding , please . asks that don't specify a specific verse will be treated as mainline verse unless they've been plotted/specified beforehand - if you want an AU verse , specify !

eight . i am more than happy to accomodate if you require a different format of writing , or something similar . just message me and i will do my best .

ten . if you reblog a meme or a prompt from me , please send one in return . otherwise , please reblog them from the source .

───・✧ˎˊ˗ 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐏𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐆

eleven . this blog is multi-ship , and i am perfectly happy to write different ships with muns , though they aren't the main focus of the blog . i will not write alex x albert wesker and if you request this or allude to it you will be blocked . my alex is asexual and demibiromantic . please message and ask if you would like to write any sort of ship with me . ships will only be written with mutuals . i ship chemistry , and do not do forced ships . ships with alex are likely not going to be healthy and that should be taken into account before plotting one . she is a narcissist and has a god complex and doesn't care about how her actions affect others . she is not abusive but she will not consider it an equal dynamic and it will take a LOT for her to even be vaguely interested in someone. i really, really enjoy dynamic , complex bonds , and am always down to discuss any sort of relationships , whether it be romantic , platonic , antagonistic etc !

#𝐓𝐎 𝐌𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐃 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐍𝐎 𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖𝐋𝐄𝐃𝐆𝐄 𝐈𝐒 𝐓𝐎 𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐊 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐋𝐈𝐅𝐄 ⨳ roleplay #— ✎ 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐭𝐚𝐫 ⤾ starter .#✦𓂅 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐢𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐝𝐞 ⠀ ⠀ ╱ ⠀ ⠀ aesthetic #☆ ⠀ ⠀ 𝒘𝒆'𝒓𝒆 𝒔𝒑𝒊𝒏𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒏𝒆𝒆𝒅𝒍𝒆'𝒔 𝒔𝒕𝒖𝒄𝒌 ⠀ ⠀ ╱ ⠀ ⠀ ask games .#✦𓂅 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐦𝐚𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐟𝐞𝐫 ⠀ ⠀ ╱ ⠀ ⠀ ooc #[ 𝟎𝟏 ] ── * 𝗛𝗘𝗔𝗗𝗖𝗔𝗡𝗢𝗡𝗦 { i live in constant fear of my own mortality }#––– ❛ answered 【 prove that you are loyal to me lose your face and integrity 】#* . ⊹ 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦 𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘺𝘳 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘦 𝘥𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘳𝘰𝘸𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘥 › ask games .

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STARTING AGAIN ; THE BLOOD ON THE ALTAR , ╭・ THINGS AREN'T WHAT THEY SEEM .

#𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐌𝐈𝐒-𝐔𝐍𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐃 , an independent roleplay blog for 𝐋𝐀𝐑𝐀 𝐂𝐑𝐎𝐅𝐓 of 𝐓𝐎𝐌𝐁 𝐑𝐀𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐑 .

╭・ 𝖡𝖫𝖮𝖦 𝖣𝖨𝖱𝖤𝖢𝖳𝖮𝖱𝖸 + 𝖢𝖱𝖴𝖢𝖨𝖠𝖫 𝖨𝖭𝖥𝖮𝖱𝖬𝖠𝖳𝖨𝖮𝖭

𝐋𝐎𝐖-𝐌𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐔𝐌 activity | analysis based all blog graphics are my own

╭・BLOGROLL .

𝐨𝐜 𝐦𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐞 at @sworn-in-blood

𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐱 𝐰𝐞𝐬𝐤𝐞𝐫 at @prometheus-folly

𝐣𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐯𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐞 : @forgotten-retrouvaille

𝐜𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐟𝐢𝐞𝐥𝐝 / 𝐣𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐦𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐫 / 𝐩𝐢𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐧𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐬 : @buriedhonor

𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬 :

( ••• ) : the extraordinary isn't in ,

who we are ,

╭・rather in what we do .

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───・✧ˎˊ˗ 𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐋

one . #𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐌𝐈𝐒-𝐔𝐍𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐃 is a single-muse , independant , semi-selective roleplay blog . I am open to writing with anyone who wants a thread with me , but I will only write with those 18 and over . i LOVE plotting and will happily welcome anything into my inbox - don't feel hesitant to drop in and ask for a plot/send in a starter meme or anything similar - I promise I don't bite ! That being said , don't be an asshole , over anon or anywhere else.

two . some info surrounding me : hey ! my name is ryxon , i'm 20 , queer , and go by they/them exclusively . i tend to be rather busy , as i am a fulltime farmer , firefighter and mechanic . i am very interested in poetry and character analysis , and use them as references when it comes to my writing . my lara is heavily headcanon based and i recommend reading the carrd BIO page due to the way i interpret her character . Discord is available for mutuals on request .

four . i do not write sexually explicit threads . i am okay with suggestive content, but that being said , i don't write that stuff with everyone . that being said , this blog contains several canon-typical themes , including heavy violence , death , brief mentions of torture , and other canon typical themes of the tomb raider reboot games (2013-Shadow mainly , and also encompasses the events of the animated television series . this blog is mainly set within that timeline and not within the movies / original games . these will be tagged accordingly . follow at your own discretion .

six . i am perfectly happy with any sort of blog following me , be it main/personal or roleplay , though i ask that threads aren't reblogged except by the people directly involved . though i am perfectly fine if others want to follow them/read them as they go . i do not mind any sort of interaction with any of my other posts , but my headcanons and analysis are exclusive to my interpretation of lara croft , and my portrayal relies very heavily on those . they are crafted specifically for my portrayal , so please keep that in mind .

───・✧ˎˊ˗ 𝐑𝐎𝐋𝐄𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐘

seven . I prefer writing with partners who are at least semi-literate to literate , but I will not ever pressure someone into writing more than they want to . I myself write literate - novella , but I tend to match the length of my partners . i do not expect essays , i myself am very much focused on quality over quantity , and aim to build a well-made story first and foremost . my responses can be slow at times , and i ask reminders are only sent after a couple months without a response . no godmodding , please . asks that don't specify a specific verse will be treated as mainline verse unless they've been plotted/specified beforehand - if you want an AU verse , specify ! i can be slow to respond to some messages as i am rather busy but i will always attempt to do so in a timely manner.

eight . i am more than happy to accomodate if you require a different format of writing , or something similar . just message me and i will do my best .

nine . this blog is multimuse && oc friendly , i am more than happy to write with either . i am also open to writing in any setting , or aus. lara is very open to crossovers and alternate settings that do not have to be within the tomb raider universe. she is mainly written in her tomb raider verse , but can be flexible regarding other settings - my main example is the likely tendency to write her also in a resident evil setting that i'll work out at some point but those are the main two where i potentially see her properly within .

ten . if you reblog a meme or a prompt from me , please send one in return . otherwise , please reblog them from the source .

───・✧ˎˊ˗ 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐏𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐆

eleven . this blog is multi-ship , and i am perfectly happy to write different ships with muns , though they aren't the main focus of the blog . my lara is lesbian and asexual. please message and ask if you would like to write any sort of ship with me . ships will only be written with mutuals . i ship chemistry , and do not do forced ships . i really , really enjoy dynamic , complex bonds , and am always down to discuss any sort of relationships , whether it be romantic , platonic , antagonistic etc !

#✦𓂅 𝐚 𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐫 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐯𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐝 ⠀ ⠀ ╱ ⠀ ⠀ aesthetic #––– ❛ prompt 【 every breath you take is a gift from me 】#𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐒 𝐇𝐀𝐃 𝐓𝐎 𝐅𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐓𝐎 𝐒𝐔𝐑𝐕𝐈𝐕𝐄 ⨳ roleplay #––– ❛ answered 【 i don't think i'm that kind of croft 】#— ✎ 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 ⤾ starter .#▸ 𝗔 𝗡 𝗔 𝗟 𝗬 𝗦 𝗜 𝗦 || the fate of humanity is now in your hands.#[ 𝟎𝟏 ] ── * 𝗛𝗘𝗔𝗗𝗖𝗔𝗡𝗢𝗡𝗦 { the line between our myths and our truths is fragile and blurry }#✧ 𓂅 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧 ⠀ ⠀ ╱ ⠀ ⠀ ooc .#✦𓂅 i'm done searching . i want to be among the living . ╱ drabbles .#* . ⊹ 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘳𝘶𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘣𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘴 ! 𝘪'𝘮 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘭𝘭 ! › ask games .#––– ❛ self promo 【 you are not here to conform 】#▸ 𝗪 𝗜 𝗦 𝗛 𝗟 𝗜 𝗦 𝗧 || adventure found me .#––– ❛ queue 【 i make my own luck 】

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motherstone · 7 years ago

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As promised

Just, just not like this.

#no epilogue Im afraid #but there is watercolor and that counts hah #sorry if I didnt color it fully/ink it/quality decreasing #MY ART MOTIVATION IS DEPLETING #Gabilan or Silas may be the last but Idk I cant think of a plot for them yet #so uh the angst was in the ending #based on the scene in Book 6 #didnt add her prents as this moment is focused on them alone #so yea not much angst sorry #motherstone art #max griffin #layra #I am undergoing hiatus for the moment so the comics will be on hold #exam week is coming right up and it summarizes all we learned in the entire school year #can you imagin squishing all you know in a 100 item test?? hah I dont think so #BUT MY SCHOOL TRIES ANYWAY #ugh that IS NOT a good idea #you dont know which subject to tackle first!!#hey @requester mind sending some suggestion plots??#I may draw inspiration from it #it will be a lot of help #tell me what you wanna #not this is only for the requesters before i closed the submission

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mikalara-dracula · 3 years ago

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🍿 Watching movies with Yuma—

Warning: 18+ content below; don't read if you're a minor or aren't comfortable with slight NSFW. This is a fictional work and should not be taken seriously.

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Movies with Yuma are always an adventure.

And this is determined by which movie you guys pick out to watch.

He honestly doesn’t care about genre, anything you pick out is fine.

Although, bear in mind that he will always express his opinion toward the movie no matter what it is—like he has no shame in sharing what he thinks of it.

He prefers to watch movies when no one’s around at the Mukami Mansion, mostly because he doesn’t want to deal with a certain idol-vampire interrupting or ruining the movie, or really, Yuma’s time with you.

Azusa and Ruki are known to bother him about other things as well and he just doesn’t want to deal with it, so he just prefers that they’re not around when you two plan to watch something.

He likes to sit down on the couch, and have you cuddle up next to him with a blanket wrapped around you, some of it overlapping on his lap as he’d rest an arm over your form, his feet propped up on the coffee table.

During the movie, he’s always making comments.

It be either about the main male or female role, or the plot itself.

“Damn, that girl is so dumb. Why did she do that?”

“Yuma, it’s just a movie.”

“Still—how stupid can she be?”

If a sex scene comes on, he’s going to be even more judgemental.

“He’s not doing it right.” He’d say, commenting toward the male character in the intimate scene.

“Oh my god, Yuma.”

“Hey, you know I do it better,” he’d grin, his hand going down to clutch your ass.

“Yuma!”

While you’re busy watching the movie, he might just randomly sink his fangs into your shoulder area to get a drink if he feels like it.

Likes to bring snacks for you two to share while watching the movie.

However, they’re not exactly the most appealing ones considering he brings fruit or veggies from his garden.

“But Yuma, popcorn goes better with movies.”

“My little pig should only be eating nutritious stuff, not that junk.”

Since you’re cuddled up next to him, he likes to rest his hand on your thigh, or stroke it. He might even clutch it if he wants to get a reaction out of you.

Through him touching you, you’d of course scold him because he’s distracting you from watching the movie.

“Yuma, stop it! How am I supposed to watch it with you doing that!?”

“Hm, how about we give the TV a movie of its own?” He’d smirk, his lips meeting yours, creating an intense make-out as he pushed you down onto the couch, his body hovering over yours.

Although, even though he is distracting you from watching the movie, he of course is bound to get interrupted as well, that being by his brothers.

“Yuma…?”

Slightly annoyed from interrupting his moment with you, Yuma would look up only to see a certain dagger collecting vampire. “What?”

“I can’t find… my dagger. Have you… seen it anywhere?”

Sighing, he’d suggest. “No. Try looking in your room again. That’s where you found it last time.”

“Ok…” Azusa would say walking off.

He honestly doesn’t mind Azusa too much since he just asks a simple question if needed and leaves. However, with Ruki and Kou he can be pretty annoyed.

And if it’s not one distraction it’s another.

“Yuma, make sure to help Azusa with his homework while I’m gone, otherwise he’s going to fail his first period.” Ruki would interrupt, making Yuma twitch at the idea, but still, because it was Azusa and he respected Ruki, he gave in.

“Fine, whatever, man. I’ll do it after the movie.”

“Very well. Oh and one more thing, feet off the table.” Ruki would say, referring to Yuma’s propped-up feet on the coffee table as he walked off.

Growing vexed, Yuma would retort, “Hey, this is my house too, I can-,”

“Yuma, it’s fine.” You interrupt, not wanting this to turn into an argument. “Let’s just continue watching the movie.”

He’d sigh, giving you a small grin, “Whatever you say, little pig.”

Now if Ruki giving Yuma some responsibilities is enough to slightly irk him when he’s watching a movie, you can only imagine a certain idol.

One time, Kou came back earlier than expected, and of course, he’d bother to see what you and Yuma were up to.

"Oh hey, guys! I'm back early from rehearsal." He’d say, approaching the both of you.

With Yuma not wanting to be bothered, he’d retort, "Beat it, man. We're busy."

Kou would ignore him and notice the movie you’re both watching, thus commenting, "Oh, you guys are watching a movie. What are you guys watching?"

"It's none of your business, now leave." Yuma would insist.

You’d nudge Yuma’s arm. "Yuma, don't be mean."

Turning to you, he’d say, "But babe, this our time."

"Yes, but there’s no reason to-,"

“Don’t worry about it, little maso-kitty.” Kou would interrupt. “I think we can all agree Yuma’s a little selfish.”

“Why you!” Yuma would say, attempting to attack Kou, but you’d be quick to pull him back to avoid it from happening. Kou would be quick to disappear, knowing he’d get beaten up for sure if he didn’t.

“That ass always has to ruin everything.” Yuma would hiss.

“It’s okay, Yuma.” You’d say placing a kiss on his cheek to ease the tension. “It doesn’t matter. What matters is that we’re having fun.”

“Mmm, then how about we have some real fun?” He’d smirk, hinting at a certain he liked to do quite often. He’d be quick to pin you to the couch, an amused look on his face as he ogled you, his lips going to your neck to leave several kisses here and there.

A faint tint of blush rose to your cheeks. “Yuma, but we’re still in the middle of the movie.”

“Who cares!”

#diabolik lovers #diabolik lovers headcanons #yuma mukami #mukami yuma #diabolik lovers yuma #anime #anime requests #anime headcanons #diaboys #dialovers #diahell #diabolik brothers

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angstama · 3 years ago

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god knows you tried | manjiro (mikey) sano

pairing: bonten!mikey x reader

genre: angst

warnings: heartbreak, attempt suicide(?), original characters/manga plot (pls do not read if you haven’t read the manga D: ), mentions of religion, implied sex (no smut ok!)

summary: god knows you tried your best. if only mikey knew how hard you’re trying too then perhaps this love wouldn’t hurt as much as you thought.

words: 1823 words

a/n: i think this sucks but... i hope you enjoy it! <3

god knows you tried.

you watched the ex-toman boys eagerly catching up with takemichi quietly, hands resting against your chin as you took in the rare sight in front of you with a sad smile etched on your lips. this was the happy ending that mikey had sacrificed for everyone but himself.

“a penny for your thoughts?” mitsuya asks, plopping down next you on to the stone steps. that’s right, it’s june 19th 2018, toman’s formation day anniversary and everyone had gathered around to re-open the time capsule from twelve years ago. “hm? nothing much. just missing a particular someone.” you hummed, dragging your fingers across the ground to draw a heart. mitsuya nods understandingly, knowing not to pry any deeper anymore and for that, you’re thankful.

crouching down, you hesitantly picked up the the blue coloured envelope you left behind twelve years ago. unsure if you’d wanna read the contents of the letter your naive self written back then. with a deep breath, you slipped open the cover. revealing a photo of candid photo of you and mikey leaning on each other asleep with your mouths wide open taken by emma.

dearest y/n,

i wonder what you’re doing right now?

are you perhaps finally studying in film?

has that idiot manjiro finally proposed to you?

or are you the one who proposed to him?

“y/n, you’ll be with me for a long time right?” mikey asked, staring at the very sky that you both loved oh so very much with your hands intertwined. having grown up with each other since young had pretty much given you both the illusion that the two of you will always be a part of each other’s world. and you hoped with every inch of your heart that mikey wants it to be that way forever. “of course. you’re my heaven and home mikey. i wouldn’t go anywhere else without you by my side.” you squeezed his hand in assurance, knowing that at this very moment, mikey was at his most truthful and vulnerable self with you.

whatever it is, i hope that you’re living the happy life with him that you’ve been dreaming of.

signing off,

toman’s honorary member, y/n l/n.

everyone was silent. even hakkai who had been making fun of everyone’s letter kept quiet. the boys knew how much you loved and you still love mikey. each opting to give you the concerned and sympathetic look. you could feel you heart breaking even more for you knew you weren’t doing anything that you had hoped for back then.

you felt mitsuya’s comforting hand softly grabbing onto yours. “well that’s depressing,” you chuckled softly, wanting to get rid of the awkward tension in the air as soon as possible. “let’s grab some ramen, i’m starving.” and with that, you let your feet drag you away from the heavy atmosphere with your head hung low.

perhaps the hurt wouldn't be as painful if you weren’t the only one who knew what kind of path mikey had chosen to go down. you see, when mikey turned his back against all his closest friend, you had the privilege of staying as his only constant thanks to your stubborn nature but even with that, you weren’t enough to keep him away from his dark impulses. mikey chose the path to destruction and the only thing that you could do was watch from the sidelines and be there when he shows up at wee hours of the night to borrow your body. but you didn't mind. it was during these most intimate moments with mikey that you finally get to feel a piece of him again when he spews the words of “i love you” so effortlessly.

god knows that you tried.

“mikey those aren’t good for you.” you frowned, snatching the capsule away from his hand seconds before he could flush it down his system. “what the fuck y/n?” the angered male snaps. you felt yourself falling and back colliding against the hard ground. opening your eyes, you see mikey pining you down with nothing but void darkness in his eyes. “i’ll fucking kill you if you do it again.” mikey taunts, he was serious and you know it.

“then kill me mikey.” the words slipped out of your tongue instantly. you were tired. tired of trying. you don't know what else can you possibly do to help mikey anymore. mikey says nothing but got off you. he dusted himself and without sparing you single glance, he showed you his back again, walking out of the door where sanzu was already holding open for him. “get her home.” you heard him say.

it’s been a week since you guys opened the time capsule. nothing much had happened since then except you’ve been spending more time with hina considering how she’s often over to mitsuya’s studio for gown fitting. you admired and envy her love story with takemichi. but who were you to complain? you were lucky enough that mikey still wanted you around. so it shouldn’t hurt so much when you sae her adorning the beautiful wedding gown that mitsuya had spent months on tailoring.

you let out a tired yawn, stretching your arms above your head as you finished touching up the last few bits of editing on your laptop. you looked over at the calendar on your table, a pink heart circled over today’s date and smiled. “mitsuya, i’m gonna knock off first okay?” you announced, tidying up your table and reaching out for the bag of the familiar favourite deserts of a certain male.

mitsuya nods, “thank you for your hard work y/n”. he flashes you a smile, eye slowly trailing to the white plastic bag dangling from your side as you waved goodbye, back facing him and walking away. “you’re going to see him aren't you?” you stopped in your tracks. “i know he never left you. plus you got a bag filled with dorayakis and taiyakis. that’s pretty obvious.” mitsuya chuckles. you always knew mitsuya to be perceptive but it never once occured to you that your best friend who is also your boss would ever catch on to the secret you’ve been hiding for twelve years.

“how did yo-”

“be careful y/n.” mitsuya waves you off, going back to whatever he was doing. a fond smile creeps onto your lips as you watched mitsuya working hard. “thank you mitsuya. for everything. really,” you whispered, but loud enough for the dual dyed coloured hair boy to look up again when you walked away.

you made your way towards the secluded vip section of the club through swarms of body swaying around you until you saw the familiar tall pink haired male standing outside the golden door.

“hey sanzu,” you greeted, barely audible over the loud booming music. you were about to push the door open when sanzu towers over you immediately, denying you of your entrance. you looked at sanzu in confusion, “it’s me, y/n. i’m here to see mikey.” you said loudly, voice straining to over power the background noise. “ i know. but mikey will not be seeing anyone right now.” he retorts back.

surely mikey knew that you were visiting tonight right? after all it’s your anniversary date. you tilted your head at sanzu. not fully understanding what he’s saying. to say that you’re feeling absolutely livid would be an understatement right now. you’re too tired, angry and broken hearted to process anything anymore so you exploded. you only wanted to see your boyfriend. was that a very difficult request?

“sanzu,” you said lowly, eyes staring blankly into his and as if on cue, you brought your knees to his precious manhood before making another high kick at him, bringing him down. it was a technique that mikey had taught you when you were younger and attending martial arts lesson together with baji. god you missed baji so much.

“y/n because you’re short, you can do this instead.” mikey suggested smugly, kneeing poor baji’s little friend before swinging his legs much more harder than he intended to at baji’s profile when he bent forward. the main point was to get your opponent to lean forward so that your legs could reach high enough to create an impact on their skull. you eyes lit up in excitement, “wow! that’s so cool! let me try it!” you jumped impatiently. turning towards mikey to execute the exact same move. “wait n-! AHH,” mikey’s eyes widened, and before he knew it, you had completely knocked him over.

that day, as mikey and baji lied down with pain still intact barely moving an inch, shinchiro only gave you a thumbs up and praised you for taking down the invincible mikey. you were the only one who could do that.

“sanzu, i’ll see my boyfriend as and when i’d like to.” you said curtly, eyeing sending daggers at him lying on the ground before stepping over him to swing the door open, revealing your petite self to the other bonten’s executives and hostess who were staring at you in surprise.

you don’t see anyone else but your lover who’s currently sitting in the center with two pretty hostess sitting by his side. you don’t hesitate and begun walking towards him. “get your hands off my man.” you said calmly. there was tension in the air and from the corner of your eyes, you could see the executives slowly getting up to leave as if on cue.

“aren’t you as stubborn as always,” he raises a brow as you settled down next to him, pouring the bag of dessert on the glass table in front of you. you smile softly, grabbing a packet of taiyaki and handing it to him before grabbing one for yourself too. “happy 14th anniversary mikey.” you mumbled softly before grabbing a bite. 14 years, that was how long you two had been together for. “mhm. happy 14th anniversary y/n.” mikey hums, allowing you lean in close to him and resting your head on his chest.

you take in the scent of mikey for you knew that this is going to be the last time you’re going to be able to hold mikey close to you. you didn't want this moment to end but you were too tired to continue on and see what's going to happen the next when you go back to just another normal day. you held tightly to the gun you hid in your bag, shutting your eyes tightly.

“hey mikey,” you called out. you never thought you’d see it again but you saw a flash of endearment in his eyes when you called him. “i love you so much, promise you’ll take care of yourself alright?” you smiled warmly before pulling the gun out of your bag and putting it against your head.

god knows you tried.

god knows you did your best and now you’re going home.

bang!

#tokyorev x reader #tokyo revengers #mikey x you #mikey sano #mitsuya takashi #toman #chifuyu matsuno #mikey x y/n #fanfic

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yn-ymn-yln · 3 years ago

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Hey! Hope you're doing good! (You're amazing btw.) I've noticed that there is an extreme lack of fics where the reader is disabled and, as a person who is hard of hearing, that makes me really sad. So I was hoping you could do a fic with a hard of hearing reader with one or all of the Mikaelsons! (Kol is my favorite *wink*) I don't wanna be too demanding here so you can choose the plot and such. If you need ideas then I could suggest some but I just want you to feel free to do whatever your wild heart desires 😁 If you can't do this then thats okay, I just wanted to try my luck. Have an awesome day!

This ask hurt my heart for two reasons, the first being the fact that you ARE THE SWEETEST BEAN EVER. The second because there really is a lack of disabled reader fics in this fandom (a lot of fandoms to be honest) so I tried my best to fulfill your request as accurately as I could 🧡 I hope you enjoy it 🧡

Four Senses

Kol Mikaelson x reader, Klaus Mikaelson

You were attempting to cross the street when you feel the hard planes of someone’s chest slam into you. Glancing back your eyes meet the annoyed orbs of a total stranger, who at the moment seemed to be asking you a question you couldn’t quite understand.

“I’m sorry what?” Again, the man speaks refusing to keep his head still enough for you to read his lips. It wasn’t often that you forgot your hearing aids, seeing as you were in a rush it had slipped your mind. “You need to stop moving, I can’t understand what you’re saying.” A look of confusion crosses his face before the word deaf falls off his lips and right into your line of sight. “I’m not deaf, just hard of hearing. If you speak up or stop moving this will be a lot easier.” Your tone is laced with attitude, patience growing thin with every eye roll the man sends in your direction.

Get out of my fucking way

Well then.

Shoving past you he tries to disappear from view, only to be stopped by none other than Klaus Mikaelson. Klaus looks over the man’s shoulder giving you a small wave and a devilish smirk, no doubt planning the ignorant assholes death in his mind. Your about to stop the hybrid when Kol slides his arm around your waist and turns you in the opposite direction, kissing your temple to distract you from the obvious murder going down right behind your back.

“This isn’t necessary.” The look Kol shoots you is comical, his left eyebrow raised as if to say like hell it isn’t.

A moment later Klaus steps into your peripheral vision, seemingly clean except for the drop of blood still staining his shirt collar.

“You’re both ridiculous, you know that?” Shrugging in unison the brothers begin to make their way back to the compound with you carefully sandwiched between them. Groaning inwardly, you resign yourself to the fact that Kol would never let you leave the house by yourself again. Although, if he was by your side there wasn’t much to complain about.

#kol mikaelson x reader #kol mikaelson #klaus mikaelson #the originals #tvdu

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bus-stop-to-kpop · 2 years ago

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Sports Day (J-US x Reader)

Pairing: J-US (Lee Seungjun) x gn!Reader

Requested?: Yes

Genre: High School!au, Sports Day!au

Trigger Warning!!: Reader is anxious about embarrassing themselves

Summary: Though you tried avoiding participating, you get paired in the three legged race together with class president Seungjun.

Word Count: 1,004

A/N: Actually ONF are not on my writing list but I’m making an exception. It took me super long to write this (I’m super sorry about that), partly because I don’t really know ONF, but also because I originally went with an e2l plot and then decided to scrap the idea. The sports day idea came to me while I was reading webtoon, I hope you like it too :) - Admin J

The door to the classroom opened with a loud thud as the class president Seungjun walked inside, waving around a sheet of paper. The whole class got quiet, excited to hear what this was about.

"Everyone, sports day is in a week, so the teacher asked me to assign who will be participating in which sport."

Cheers and groans were going around the classroom equally after his announcement. Personally you weren't a fan of sports day, not because you weren't athletic but more because you didn't feel like embarrassing yourself in front of the eyes of the whole school. So you tried your best to avoid participating.

"Alright, so the last event would be the three legged race... anyone up for that?" It was quiet in the classroom, if this was a cartoon there would probably be a cricket sound effect. The class president sighed, "I guess I'll do it then, but I need someone to be my partner."

That's when it happened, one of your pencils decided to roll off the desk and cause a noise that had everyone looking at you. "Hey, Y/N isn't participating in any event yet!" Someone noticed and before you could even protest your name was already noted down next to Seungjuns.

His eyes lit up as he send you a smile, that you couldn't even return, still too perplexed about what had just happened. Then he walked back out to give the list to the teacher.

~*~ After classes were over, you were about to leave school grounds when someone called out for you. As you turned around you found Seungjun sprinting towards you. He halted next to you, gasping for air, "Y/N, since we're participating in the race together, should we practice some time?" You guessed he was right. Since you already had to participate it wouldn't hurt to practice.

"How about tomorrow after class? We can meet up on the sports field." You suggested and Seungjun agreed instantly, "I'll bring a ribbon to tie our legs. Can I walk with you for a while?" His question caught you off guard, but since you were walking in the same direction anyway you didn't mind.

"You didn't seem to be too excited about sports day, do you not like it?" Seungjun made small talk during the walk. You shrugged, "It's not that i dislike it, I'm just scared I'll embarrass myself in front of everyone." "Oh, but why would you? Sports day is about having fun, don't worry, no one will laugh about you if you make a mistake."

Well that was easy for him to say, everyone loved him. People would never laugh about him, you however would probably be like a clown show for them. "Remember Y/N, we're a team, so I'll make sure you don't have to be embarrassed!" Seungjun called out with a smile before your ways parted. ~*~ The next day you met Seungjun at the sports field as promised. When he tied your right foot together with his left, you realized how close the two of you had to be for this game. It got you nervous, but not uncomfortable, however you wondered how Seungjun was feeling about it.

"Alright should we walk up to the line there? We can start slow in the beginning." If he was affected by the close proximity he didn't show it at all. As you started practicing it went well in the beginning, but as Seungjun picked up the pace, you eventually stumbled over your feet and since Seungjun was connected with you it ended with the both of you toppled over on the ground.

"I'm so sorry." You profoundly apologized to Seungjun who was laughing. "Y/N, I'm fine, really. Are you?" He asked as he pulled you up with him, considerate of the fact that your feet were still tied together. "Yeah I'm fine." You dusted off your knee, which hurt a little bit, but it would only be a bruise.

"Ok, lets try again. How about I do this." he suggested putting his arm around your shoulder to stabilize the two of you, "this way I can make sure to catch you if you fall." It was sweet of him to ask for your consent. With this new strategy your running quickly improved and your tempo finally synched up. ~*~ When sports day came around you were beyond nervous. Sure thanks to Seungjun practice had gone well, but could you perform just as good against all the other competing teams?

"Hey Y/N, you ready?" Seungjun popped up behind you, draping one of his arms over your shoulder. He was still sweaty from participating in the soccer match and his cheeks were glowing red from exhaustion. "I guess, but are you?" handing him a bottle of water to refresh himself, he took it happily.

After drinking half of the bottle he used the other half to pour it over his head to cool down. You screeched when some of the water splashed on you as well and pushed him away lightly, while he laughed about your reaction.

Seungjun and you had gotten quite close due to training together quite a few times. You were sure that definitely helped in improving your tempo together as well.

"All students participating in the three legged race come forward!" a teacher announced through a megaphone. Seungjun and you moved forward, along with the other participants. Before the race could begin someone checked that your feet were tied together correctly.

As you were getting ready Seungjuns arm wrapped around your shoulder as practiced. The two of you nodded at each other, determined to win. After the kickoff you started running, not focusing on the other pairs around you, just as Seungjun had told you during practice.

You hadn't even realized you won until your classmates came storming over to congratulate you. However before they could reach you Seungjun had already embraced you in a bone crushing hug, "See! I told you Y/N! You won't be embarrassed!"

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