#heyyy…my reqs are open…!

[happybirthdaynoah]

HABIT HEADCANONS </3 (Slight HabVin..) ((NOT PROOFREAD..))

- Proud Kleptomaniac. He shows his stolen items off to Vinnie ALL THE TIME. (Sometimes they're Vinnie's things too 😭)

- He steals so much that he subconsciously grabs small things from stores and stuff them in his pockets. He'll dig in his pockets later and wonder where these little things come from and talk about how he's "blessed" (Sarcastically)

- Doesn't sleep much, but when he does he sleeps for 12+ hours. He trained Evan's body to stay awake for very long periods of time, so he stays up for days and days on end.

- When he does sleep, he's very...erratic...to say the least. He'll either sprawl out with every limb in whatever which way or he'll be curled up like a kitty. <3

- SLEEP BITER. He bites and claws the pillows when he's asleep.

- Calls Vinnie his little bunny rabbit, just because he's "special" to him

- Bites Vinnie when he's "stressed"

- He doesn't feel much emotion beside anger and total euphoria and all that psychotic stuff.

- He's studied human beings for years, just to get a grip on how people act so he can act "normal" while he's possessing someone

- He's a cannibal, if you disagree argue with the wall. (/j)

- He LOVES pinning his victims down while choking them out, he likes feeling like he's in total control.

- If he can't control a situation he'll just dip the fuck out and disappear until it fizzles out.

- LOVES MAKING PEOPLE PARANOID. He'll go out in public and whisper at people and then walk away into a crowd.

- Can mask his presence pretty well, he knows how to act like Evan, he uses it to fuck with Vinnie sometimes 😭 

- EATS A TON WHEN HE'S ANGRY. He'll literally walk his ass to a fast food place and mumble and talk to himself about how angry he is while eating.

- Voices his every thought and opinion, couldn't care less about people saying shit to him because he'll just hunt them down and torture them.

- His love languages are physical touch and giving gifts, but he's not very. normal. about it.

- By gift giving I mean, literally handing you someone's organs with that dorky smile he has.

- As for physical touch, he'll bite, scratch and literally slap you and act like nothing happened 😭

- He also loves to…stare…at people when they sleep…He likes to observe their behaviour and vulnerability

- He won’t admit it but he’s attached to Vinnie, maybe it’s just Evan’s presence looming over him though..

- When he eats he growls like a wild animal and his favorite foods to eat are anything meaty (He prefers raw meat but doesn’t mind cooked meat)

- Back to my last point, he usually eats anything raw when he’s alone. He trained Evan’s body to handle raw food without getting sick

- When he IS sick he’s a big fucking baby about it, he’ll whine and complain every. single. second.

- If he ever gets the vomit-y flu he’ll cry when he throws up, like BAWLING. He doesn’t know why, but he just does.

- He LOVES those stupid TLC shows, like Extreme Couponing, Sister Wives and all that stuff.

- He does this thing where he hunches over and walks around creepily, he calls it “prowling.” He does it in the dark for fun.

followfor part 2 !!!! trust !!!

[neeeooon]

heyyy can I request bllk guys with a s/o who's like nagi? like they're lazy, dependent on them like nagi relies on reo etc.

I would prefer if you do the Itoshi's, Reo, Barou, Kunigami and Oliver. Thank you <3

yesss i love nagi idc idc TY FOR THE REQ!!

when you’re lazy

bf bllk x nagi!reader. some are lowk toxic

itoshi sae

-> he is not amused

-> sae’s life is very go, go, go. he has to be active often to keep in shape for his career, and though he typically likes doing that stuff alone, it can be a bit frustrating when you never entertain the idea of joining him

-> “y/n.” “hm?” “have you moved since i left this morning?” “yeah.” “cause i’ve been at practice for fourteen hours, and you’re in the same spot you were when i said goodbye.” “whatever. g’night.”

itoshi rin

-> “you’re being lazy.” “y’know, that google guy said he hires lazy people ‘cause he knows they’ll get the job done faster.” “… you don’t have a job.” “below the belt, itoshi.”

-> despite how much you hate it, you’ll go with him when he invites you to games or spontaneous trips to museums. you might drag your feet after ten minutes, but you keep your complains to a minimum when you’re with rin

-> however, the days where you do nothing but spend time together are your favorite. you don’t need anything but his presence to feel content, lazy or not

mikage reo

-> he spent his whole life getting pampered, so it’s nice taking care of someone else for a change

-> “reo, my legs hurt :(“ “oh? do you need some medicine? here, hop on, i’ll take you to the nurse!” because he has a nurse that lives in his penthouse

-> if he gets upset when you reject his invitations to go on dates outside, he doesn’t show it. “y/n! there’s this really nice restaurant that opened close by. wanna go?” “the pants have already come off, mikage.” “fair. movie night?” “yes!”

barou shouei

-> “you’re going to get sick,” barou sighed when he went to get you for lunch and found you laying in bed, still wet after your shower

-> groaning, you rolled around and let your phone drop from your hand. “i don’t wanna dry my hair.”

-> ten minutes later, you’re sitting on the floor between barou’s legs as he dries your hair, fingers lightly scraping your scalp and making you even sleepier than before

-> “will you promise to at least try and remember to dry your hair next time?” “why would i when you’re so much better at it?” “… damn you.” “:p”

kunigami rensuke

-> fists are firm on his hips as he stands in your bedroom doorway. it’s nearly 2 pm on a saturday, and you’ve yet to leave bed

-> “y/n, it’s time to get up.” “mmm, but it’s a saturday..” “you haven’t moved in five hours!” “don’t wanna—hey!” you groan when he grabs you by the ankles and drags you out of bed. “it’s nice outside! let’s go for a walk.” “you want me dead.”

-> contrary to popular (your) belief, kunigami does not want you dead—he wants you to be active and healthy and not hide in your room all day. “see? isn’t this so much nicer than your bed?” “debatable.” “well, that’s not a no!”

oliver aiku

-> he finds his lazy little partner to be the cutest thing in the world. loves doing things that should embarrass you, like cut your food and feed you in public, carry you around when you don’t want to walk, etc

-> now, just because you’re lazy doesn’t mean you don’t care about your boyfriend. if you see his gaze wandering while he’s with you, you’ll give his ear or hair a tug to remind him you’re still in the picture

-> “just cause i don’t wanna go out doesn’t mean you’re going without me to look at people who aren’t me.” “i would never !!” “🤨” okay, i promise to keep my eyes only on the photo of you in my heart-shaped locket.” “right answer.”

[naturesapphic]

heyyy i’ve got a kinktober req for billie eilish x reader! could you possibly do a fic about billie telling reader to be quiet because her family is next door or something and being super rough still though??

ps you’re writing is amazing!!

Day 1: Silence Is Key

Billie eilish x fem!reader

Warnings: smut

Kinktober masterlist

“Be quiet mamas…”. Billie demanded softly in your ear as her fingers were deep into your soaked cunt. You let out a loud whimper which caused Billie to slap her hand over your mouth. “You never listen do ya baby?” She smirked as she curls her fingers in your pussy, making you bite on her hand slightly, which didn’t faze her one bit.

As her fingers curled in your cunt, she was met with your g-spot and she kept hitting it, over and over until your legs were shaking. “You gonna cum for me princess? Hm? Gonna make a mess all over my fingers?” She teased in your ear making you whine as you squeezed her fingers. She groaned as she felt you let go completely on her fingers, your cum coating her hand and arm.

She gently pulled her fingers out, you whining at the loss of fullness that she gave you and she shushed you quickly. “Don’t make me gag you princess.” She said sternly which made you hold back a moan at her filthy threatening words. Billie licked her fingers and hand clean, moaning quietly at your taste and she picked you up, placing you on the bathroom counter.

She got down on her knees and inhaled your scent as she buries her nose in between your folds. “You smell so fucking good.” She whispers, as her eyes go up to meet yours and you let out a pathetic whimper. She collected some spit in her mouth and opened your folds with her ring covered fingers and spat on your throbbing hole. Billie smeared her spit all in your cunt and in your clit, making you bite your lip hard as you try not to moan.

Then Billie attached her lips onto your folds and she started suckling on it making you cover your mouth quickly. She ran her tongue up and down in your folds slowly, then she went up to your clit and started sucking on it, making little noises of approval. All of a sudden a knock on the bathroom door was heard which made your heart drop to your stomach. “Billie? Y/n? Are y’all okay in there?” Maggie’s voice rang through and you looked down at Billie, silently asked for her help but she just gave you a smirk as she kept licking at your pussy.

“We are okay m-Maggie! B-Billie is just h-helping me w-with something.” You said quickly before covering your mouth back up again. Then all of a sudden Billie pushes her tongue into your pussy making you bite down on your hand hard. “Okay! Just checking in on you girls. Dinner will be ready soon.” She said and you quickly responded with an okay then you heard her footsteps walk away from the door. You looked down at billie and her face was practically buried in your pussy as she tongue fucks you relentlessly.

You throw your head back as her tongue goes deeper and further in your walls, her moans vibrating your pussy and you feel your orgasm coming. “G-gonna c-cum.” You whisper out pathetically and she smirks. “Cum.” Was all she said and that’s what got you. Your cum filled her mouth and she licked you clean, not leaving anything left. Billie got up off her knees and started cleaning you up. “Such a good girl for being quiet.”

A/n: thank you so much for the request anon and for your lovely words! Happy first day of kinktober/fluffober- I’m gonna be posting smut and fluff which I know kinktober is just for smut but idc I’m doing both :) Remember to stay hydrated and to rest! Take care of yourselves. I love y’all! Kinktober/fall/halloween requests are still open for all the characters/people I write!

[devdozes]

Heyyy, I found your account two days ago and damn I love it❤️ I’m not sure if i’m doing this correctly ( it’s only my second time requesting), but could you please write spidey Phainon. We don’t know that he’s the spider-man, but one night the reader was in the city, trying to get back home from a hang out with her friends, then suddenly an enemy attacks the city, Phainon is already fighting it, but somehow the reader gets caught and held a hostage and that’s where our hero gets serious. 🔥

Don’t overwork yourself, take care and ty❤️❤️

Put. Her. Down.

AA THANK YOYU FOR UR CARE AND PRAISE ILYILYY AND NO PROBLEM REQS ARE ALWAYS OPEN :D

The neon glow of the cityy flickered against the wet pavement as you walked alone through the quiet streets, the distant hum of traffic filling the air. The night was cool, crisp, the kind that made your breath mist faintly in front of you. The usual vibrancy of the city felt a little muted—something about the atmosphere had shifted, though you couldn’t quite place why.

Maybe it was just exhaustion creeping in from a long day of laughter and teasing with your friends. You had gone out for a late dinner, indulging in greasy food, painfully stupid jokes, and chaotic behaviour that left you breathless from laughter. It had been fun. A perfect night, really. And now, all you wanted was to crawl into bed and let sleep take over.

But as you turned down an empty street, a strange prickling feeling settled over your skin, an instinctual warning you couldn’t ignore.

Something was wrong.

The realization hit you just as a sudden explosion shattered the calm.

The shockwave sent you stumbling backward, heat licking at your face as glass and debris rained down from a nearby building. A ringing sound filled your ears, drowning out the screams erupting around you. Panic gripped your chest as smoke curled into the sky, the acrid scent of burning metal thick in the air.

People were running—shoving past you, desperate to escape whatever had just happened. And then you saw him.

A towering figure emerged through the smoke, his armor gleaming under the city lights, his eyes glowing red. His body was covered in dark, jagged plating, almost mechanical, with massive clawed hands that looked like they could tear through steel. He wasn’t just a threat—he was something out of a nightmare.

And then, like a blur against the destruction, another figure dropped from the sky.

Spider-Man.

He moved like a liquid shadow, his black, white, and blue suit standing out against the chaos. His golden accents shimmered under the city lights, making him look almost ethereal. With effortless agility, he shot out a web, swinging low before slamming both feet into the villain’s chest, sending him skidding backward.

“Y’know,” Spider-Man quipped, flipping in the air and landing gracefully on a bent streetlamp, “I was really hoping for a quiet night, maybe some ice cream. But nooo, you just had to show up and start breaking things.”

The villain growled, his voice distorted by some kind of mechanical filter. “You’re a fool if you think you can stop me.”

“Buddy, I’ve been called worse.”

Then, they clashed.

Spider-Man moved with terrifying precision, dodging every lethal strike with fluid grace, countering with webbing, acrobatics, and sheer speed. It was mesmerizing—a deadly dance of power and skill.

You should have run.

You should have turned and disappeared into the crowd like everyone else, but something about the battle had rooted you in place.

And that’s when you made your first mistake.

A second figure—a masked subordinate of the villain—stepped out from the shadows behind you. You didn’t even get the chance to scream before a cold, metallic arm wrapped around your torso, hoisting you off the ground as if you weighed nothing.

Your stomach dropped.

The grip was tight, almost suffocating, your feet dangling as your captor lifted you higher, positioning you as a human shield.

“Let’s see if your hero can fight when there’s something at stake,” your captor sneered, their mechanical claws pressing against your ribs.

Spider-Man froze.

The moment his eyes landed on you, his entire body went rigid.

The playful air around him vanished.

His usual easygoing charm, the teasing remarks, the casual confidence—it all evaporated in an instant.

The city around you fell silent.

Then, he spoke.

“Put. Her. Down.”

His voice was lower than you had ever heard it. No jokes, no lightheartedness—just a warning.

The villain holding you only laughed, tightening their grip. “Or what? You gonna shoot me with your little webs?”

Spider-Man’s hands curled into fists.

For the first time, you felt something dangerous in him.

His breathing was controlled, but you could hear the underlying tension—like a thread pulled too tight, ready to snap. He took a step forward, his entire body coiled like a predator about to strike.

“You have three seconds,” he said, voice cold as steel. “Three seconds before I make you wish you’d never touched her.”

The villain’s laughter faltered slightly. They hadn’t expected this—hadn’t expected the change in him.

One second.

A web shot out.

Before you could blink, Spider-Man had yanked the villain’s mechanical limb clean off, the metal sparking as it hit the pavement. You barely had time to react before he was there, moving with a speed that was inhuman, snatching you from their grasp with terrifying efficiency.

His arm wrapped around your waist, holding you tight against him as he shot a web to the nearest building and launched the both of you into the air.

Your breath caught as the wind rushed past your face, the city lights blurring below. You clung to him instinctively, your fingers digging into the fabric of his suit.

It was only once you were safely on a rooftop that he finally let you go—reluctantly, almost.

His hands lingered, fingertips ghosting over your arms like he was making sure you were real.

“…You okay?” His voice was softer now, but still laced with something raw.

Your heart was still racing, adrenaline still flooding your veins, but you managed a breathless nod. “Y-Yeah. Thanks to you.”

He exhaled sharply, running a hand through his hair—only to freeze when he remembered he was still wearing his mask.

“God, you—” He cut himself off, shaking his head. “You shouldn’t have been that close.”

“It wasn’t like I planned to get kidnapped,” you shot back, your voice steadier now. “But, uh—” You hesitated, your gaze lingering on him. “What was that?”

“What was what?”

“That.” You gestured vaguely. “The whole… 'put her down’ thing. You were scary.”

Spider-Man didn’t answer immediately. He turned slightly, looking out over the city, his posture unusually tense.

“…I don’t like it when people mess with things I care about.” "Wait no, uh I meant as in you are a citizen of this city so of course I care about you-"

Something in the way he said it sent a shiver down your spine.

The silence stretched between you, heavy and unspoken, before he took a step back.

“I have to go finish this,” he said, voice gentler this time. “Stay here. Please.”

But as he prepared to swing away, you couldn’t stop yourself from calling out—

“Wait—”

He hesitated.

You swallowed, suddenly feeling ridiculous. “…Be careful.”

His head tilted slightly, as if considering something. Then, with a soft chuckle—one that held the ghost of the usual him—he saluted lazily.

“Anything for you, sweetheart.”

And then he was gone, disappearing into the night.

But even after he vanished, you remained there, staring at the skyline, heart pounding.

Because you may not have known who was under that mask.

But something about him felt terrifyingly, painfully familiar.

HOPE U LIKED IT IM SORRY IT WAS SHORT THOUGH :(

[leahrintarou]

heyyy!!! i've read through most of your writing and i'm legit obsessed. i know it says your not doing requests rn so if you end up doing this in like a year i don't really mind. could you do fwb for a fem!reader with yuji or some other jjk character? sfw or nsfw or suggestive i don't care, but that would be so cute!!

❀ FWB W/ YUJI ITADORI

synopsis: fwb with yuji, but you both catch feelings despite your promise not to. warnings: college au, barely suggestive, fluff, she/her pronouns, yuji being a cutie pie, "you up?" lol, 2.3k word count. an: the fact that this was in my inbox for so long and I've never gotten the chance to write it until now. so it was borderline ACTUALLY written a year later lmao. i hope you enjoy regardless :') my reqs are open now tho.

y/n’s phone buzzed against the nightstand, the glow of the screen breaking through the dim light of her room. she didn’t need to check—it was always him this late.

yuji: you up?

she stared at the message for a moment, lips pressed together in something between a smile and a sigh. these nights had become a pattern, one they never talked about in daylight, but neither of them seemed to want to stop. she typed back with one hand, the other resting lazily against her stomach.

y/n: door’s open.

it was an invitation, but it never felt like one. more like a habit. like breathing. she tossed her phone aside and leaned back against the pillows, the faint hum of the city outside her window mixing with the quiet of her dorm room. she tried to act like it was no big deal—like his visits didn’t make her pulse quicken, like she wasn’t already anticipating the sound of his footsteps in the hallway.

when the door finally creaked open after a few long minutes, she didn’t need to look up to know it was him. the soft shuffle of his sneakers being kicked off, the rustling of his hoodie as he peeled it over his head—familiar sounds that had started to feel like home in a way she wasn’t sure she liked.

“you always leave your door unlocked like that?” his voice was low, rough around the edges, like he’d been out in the cool night air for too long.

y/n glanced over, meeting his gaze. his hair was a little messy, strands falling over his forehead, and there was that easy grin tugging at his lips—the one that made it harder to keep this casual.

“yeah. for you,” she teased, though it came out softer than she intended.

he leaned against the doorway, arms crossed over his chest, eyes dragging over her—bare legs stretched out under the blanket, her oversized shirt slipping just enough to reveal a hint of collarbone. his gaze lingered, but it wasn’t just lust. there was something else. something warmer.

“dangerous habit,” he muttered, but he was already moving toward her, the weight of his steps making the floor creak in that way she’d come to expect.

he sat at the edge of the bed first, like he always did, his thigh brushing against hers through the blanket. his presence was heavy but not suffocating—it was comforting, in that messy, boyish way only yuji could pull off.

“long day?” she asked, her voice quieter now, more familiar.

he nodded, leaning back on his hands, eyes flicking to the ceiling for a moment before settling back on her. “yeah… thought this might help.”

it was honest. it always was with him. that’s what made it hard sometimes.

she shifted closer, the blanket pooling around her waist, their legs barely touching. his eyes dropped to her bare skin, but he didn’t move—not yet. he was waiting, like he always did, for her to close the gap.

her fingers brushed against his, slow, testing. he didn’t pull away. he never did.

“yeah?” she murmured.

his eyes met hers—warm, familiar, but laced with something heavier. “yeah.”

and just like that, the space between them started to disappear.

-----

the next morning came around and y/n was surprised to feel a weight around her waist. she wasn’t expecting it, but she also didn’t mind it. in fact, she craved it. and that feeling alone made her stomach twist with a deep sense of shame.

yuji’s arm was heavy, draped over her like it belonged there, his chest pressed against her back, warm and steady. his breathing was soft, even, still lost in sleep. she could feel his heartbeat against her spine, and for a moment, she let herself sink into it—let herself enjoy the comfort of his presence without overthinking what it meant.

but it was hard not to.

they promised to keep it casual. no strings, no expectations. just late-night texts and fleeting touches when the weight of their lives became too much. it was supposed to be simple. but the moment he stayed that first night—exhausted from his assignments, passing out before he could pull his clothes back on—that simplicity started to unravel.

it kept happening after that. once turned into twice. twice turned into something like a routine. and now, she woke up more often with him here than without.

it scared her. but it also made her feel safe in a way she hadn’t expected.

she shifted slightly under his arm, trying not to wake him, but he stirred anyway. his hand tightened instinctively around her waist, fingers pressing into the curve of her stomach. he let out a low, sleepy groan, face nuzzling into the crook of her neck.

“n/n… it's too early,” he mumbled, voice thick with sleep.

y/n froze for a second, but then she relaxed, forcing a quiet laugh. “you say that every time.”

he grinned against her skin, eyes still closed. “’cause it’s always true.”

his fingers brushed against her bare skin beneath the hem of her shirt—his shirt, she realized with a flush of heat. sometime during the night, she must’ve grabbed it from the pile of clothes he left here. another bad habit. another line blurred.

she shifted to face him, their noses nearly brushing. his eyes finally cracked open, warm and soft in the early light. there was no teasing smirk this time, no playful comment. just him, looking at her like he was exactly where he wanted to be.

and that was the problem.

“you gotta get up soon?” he asked, voice quieter now.

she shook her head, trying to ignore the way her heart twisted. “nah… you?”

he hesitated, then shrugged. “not really.”

they stayed like that, neither moving, both pretending this wasn’t more than it was.

but it felt like more. it felt like too much.

her chest tightened with the weight of it, but she swallowed it down. because if she said something—if she admitted that maybe she liked waking up next to him, that maybe she liked him more than she should—it would ruin this. whatever this was.

so, she smiled instead, reaching up to brush his messy hair out of his face. “guess you’re stuck with me a little longer then.”

his grin returned, but it was softer this time. “good. i like being stuck with you.”

y/n was used to yuji’s honesty, especially when it came to him expressing his feelings in friendships, but for some reason, she felt like this was different. y/n blamed her exhaustion, blurry brain, and lack of caffeine for these thoughts. yuji was always friendly to pretty much everyone so why would she be an exception? "y/n." yuji's voice sounded as if it faded in and when she looked at his expression of confusion, she realized that he had probably called her name more than once.

"sorry i spaced out."

"i can see that." he laughed teasingly. "are you done spacing out now?"

"probably not, but what's up?" she questioned. yuji was quiet for a moment. very out of the ordinary. there was a nervous smile on his lips and y/n’s anxiety only heightened at his unusual behavior. "i was contemplating last night and i came over here to you to finally make a decision..." he started. y/n could hear her own heartbeat and she hoped that it wasn't loud enough for yuji to hear too. what excuse could she use to give reasoning behind her fast pacing heartbeat?

"which was?" she asked, voice just above a whisper. "i think we should call this whole friends with benefits thing off. not because of you or anything. i just made a shitty mistake that i can't undo no matter how hard i try."

y/n was silent and it felt piercing. what could his reasoning be? what if he caught onto her recent behavior when it came to her interactions with him? extended eye contact, those poor excuses to create physical contact, or even the need to speak to him about anything and everything. he probably reassured her and took the blame to soften the blow of this sudden conversation.

"do you mind telling me what that mistake was?"

yuji sat up, the blanket falling from his body and revealing his bare half. y/n took a glance at him before her eyes darted back up to his eyes. yuji turned away, embarrassment all over his features. "I'd put a shirt on...but.." he smiled nodding towards the shirt that y/n was currently wearing. she would've given it to him in a heartbeat if it weren't for the fact that she wore nothing underneath. "no it's fine. I'm sorry. i can go change into my own and give it back-"

"no, no. seriously its fine. i like when you wear my clothes." he smiled. his words came out with that familiar teasing sounding tone and y/n felt a wave of butterflies in her stomach. "but to answer your question, i kinda sorta broke our no strings attached rule."

y/n felt as if her ears were playing tricks on her but when’s yuji continued, she couldn't deny what was being spoken right in front of her. "i definitely have some strings attached. i know it's sudden and we both agreed to not let it happen but you know..."

y/n’s heart raced as yuji’s words lingered in the air, and for a moment, the room was filled with a heavy silence. she could see the nervousness creeping into his eyes, the way he shifted slightly, as if unsure of himself.

she had always been able to read him, but this time, something was different. something was off. yuji’s usual confidence seemed to be faltering, and it made her hesitate. she wanted to say something, anything, but the words wouldn’t come.

“y/n?” he said quietly, voice tinged with uncertainty. his gaze dropped to her lips, then quickly shifted away. “i know this is sudden, and i’m probably messing things up. i get it if you don’t feel the same, but...”

y/n’s breath caught in her throat as she processed his words. did he really think she didn’t feel the same? wasn’t it obvious by now? all the lingering touches, the way her heart fluttered when he was near. but still, a part of her hesitated. did he really want this? or was this just another one of those moments where they both pretended to be okay with the casual thing, despite everything?

she shifted slightly, her body inching closer to him. the tension between them thickened. yuji’s eyes flicked back to hers, and there it was again—self-doubt. he thought she didn’t want him back.

she wanted to kiss him. her body screamed for it. but her mind was still tangled in confusion, in fear of ruining the fragile space they had created. she stayed frozen, her lips parted slightly as she debated whether or not to make the first move.

yuji noticed. he must've seen it in her eyes—the hesitation, the uncertainty—and his face softened with a hint of frustration, but also something deeper. something vulnerable.

“y/n...” he whispered, his voice barely above a breath. he reached out, gently cupping her chin to bring her face closer to his. “i told you... i like you. not just as a friend. i’ve liked you for a while now. i wouldn’t have stayed over... i wouldn’t have kept coming back if it was just some casual thing for me.”

her heart skipped a beat. the words he had said, so simple and clear, finally broke through her hesitation. he liked her back. she had been afraid—afraid to be too obvious, afraid to let him see the depth of what she felt. but now, hearing him say it, hearing the sincerity in his voice, it was impossible to deny.

without thinking, y/n leaned in, closing the small gap between them. her lips brushed against his softly at first, testing, as if still unsure. but then yuji’s hand slid to the back of her neck, pulling her closer, deepening the kiss.

it was urgent but soft, and it quickly deepened, growing more desperate with every passing second. his hands found their way to her waist, pulling her closer, his body pressing against hers as if he couldn’t get enough of her.

y/n’s breath caught in her throat as she kissed him back, a mix of emotions flooding her—relief, desire, something warmer she hadn’t expected. the kiss was messy, full of unspoken words, and every time she felt him pull away for a breath, he came right back to her, as if there was no place else he wanted to be.

yuji moaned into their kiss, feeling as though it was the first and last time he'd ever get to experience something so exhilarating. she pulled back and yuji practically chased after her lips for a small peck. his eyes found her own and y/n slightly tilted her head to the side.

y/n smiled softly, her fingers tracing the outline of his jaw as she looked into his eyes, now filled with the same longing she felt. “you’re not messing this up, yuji," she whispered, her voice a little shaky but filled with certainty. "you were never just some casual thing to me."

yuji’s smile returned, but it was softer, more vulnerable this time. “so... we’re not just friends with benefits anymore, then?”

“no,” she murmured, her lips curling into a small, genuine smile. “not anymore.”

his grin widened at that, a playful spark dancing in his eyes. “good,” he said, leaning in for another kiss, this one slower, but no less filled with all the things they hadn’t said yet.

and this time, y/n didn’t hesitate. she let herself get lost in it. especially when his warm hand snaked underneath her his shirt.

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[tomssexdoll]

The Gift of Forever

PAIRINGS: Tom 2010 x Female reader

CONTENT: SMUT + FLUFF

SYPNOSIS: It was Y/N's birthday and Tom surprised her by coming home early and showering her with attention, love and gifts. Tom was very busy due to his rockstar career, barely being home. Near the end of the day Tom set up a makeshift dinner outside on the patio, when Y/N opens her last present she's met with something she's been wanting for so long..

REQ AND A/N: Heyyy, soo I have a requestttt. So my birthday is coming up on the 10th and I was js wondering if you could do a 2010 fluff/rough smut dom tom x sub fem reader, basically where it’s the readers birthday and Tom js makes the whole day about her and gives her a “birthday present” at the end of the day. Pretty please and thank you<3 (Btw ur stories are the bestttt!)

HAPPY LATE BIRTHDAY TO ANON!!! ILYSM, TYSM FOR THE SUPPORT MY LOVE!!!!!

WARNINGS: dom!tom, sub!reader, p in v (missionary), eating out

It was my birthday, me and Tom had been together for years. He was a famous rockstar, the guitarist for his band Tokio Hotel. He was always quite busy, his album Humanoid going crazy viral and them having gigs all the time. They usually played shows all over Europe, leaving me behind in the process.

I was quite lonely without Tom, he always made up for it of course but I always missed him, the calls not enough. Despite his hectic schedule, Tom carved out a whole week for my birthday. He managed to sneak back home a day earlier than I expected, catching a late night flight just to be with me.

That morning he snuck into the house, he set up balloons, streamers, all kinds of decor to surprise me with. He placed all the presents he got me on the table but had the most important in his pocket. He tip toed to the bedroom, his eyes fixed on my peaceful, sleeping form. He saw the pillow I was holding in my arms, his eyes softening as he realized I must've slept most nights like this, the pillow being a replacement of him.

He slowly climbed onto the bed, gently wrapping his arms around my waist, burying his face in my hair to inhale my familiar scent, the one that felt like home. I stirred awake and turned to look behind me, my eyes widening as I saw Toms face, illuminated by the small amount of light peeking from the windows.

His face broke into a wide grin at my surprised expression. "Happy birthday, mein schatz.." he whispered softly, his German accent more prominent as it usually was when he was emotional. "Missed me?" he chuckled softly, "oh Tom!" I turned around and hugged him tightly, burying my face into his chest. "I didn't think you'd come back for my birthday..I thought you forgot.." I said, my voice slightly muffled.

He hugged me back fiercely, also missing me as much as I missed him, his strong arms enveloping me completely. "How could I forget my girlfriends birthday? You mean everything to me.." he murmured into my hair, his fingers gently tangling through the strands. "I always come back for your birthday, no matter what.." he whispered, pressing a lingering kiss on my forehead.

I always felt safe with Tom, he always took care of me and made sure I knew I was loved. "Speaking of birthdays...why don't you come downstairs and I'll show you the real surprise?" at his words I practically sprung out of bed, a loud chuckle leaving his lips at my excitement.

I threw on a loose t shirt and shorts, running downstairs like a kid on Christmas. Tom watched with a huge smile on his face. When I reached the bottom step I saw the huge bouquet of red roses tied with a beautiful black ribbon. There were also large boxes, small and medium ones wrapped in gold paper. "You did all of this...for me?" I looked around, confused, "you even wrapped the presents?" I finally turned back and looked at him, a grateful smile on my face.

He heard my sweet voice and smiled, "yes baby, I wrapped them myself." He was silent for a moment then called out again, "go on, open them." With a huge grin I practically attacked the presents, ripping the gold paper open.

He watched as I enthusiastically opened my gifts, leaning casually against the wall. "You know, your reaction is the best part of celebrating your birthday, you're absolutely adorable.." he smiled, his words genuine. I looked back at him and my eyes softened, my lips curved into a gentle smile, "that means so much baby..I love you.." I turned back to the present. When I saw what was inside, his heart swelled at my pure joy.

The first box held an elegant diamond pendant necklace, delicate and expensive. "Do you like it love?" he asked softly. I turned around, "do I like it? Babe I love it!" I ran up to him and hugged him tightly. "You remembered I wanted this so bad..I've been talking about it for months.." I looked up at him, adoration in my eyes.

He grinned, wrapping his arms around my waist and pulling me close. "Of course I remembered, I always remember everything you want," he leaned down and kissed my forehead tenderly. "Open the next one.." he said, nodding toward the second box.

It went on like that for an hour, opening all the presents he got me, I was happy with each and every one, all of them having had a lot of thought put into them. That's what I loved about Tom, he didn't get me random designer bags or perfume or jewlery, he got me things that I loved, things he knew would make me this happy.

As the last present was unwrapped Tom couldn't help but smile at my pure joy and excitement. He had poured his heart into every gift, wanting to make this birthday special after being for so long. He knelt down beside me, taking my hands in his, his expression turning softer, "follow me baby..close your eyes, let me lead you.." I nodded and got up, closing my eyes.

He guided me carefully through the house, his hands gently holding mine. He led me to the backyard, the cool evening air filling my lungs as I stepped outside. He gently guided me to a specific spot, making sure I stayed closed-eyed. After a moment he stopped and placed his hands on my shoulders.

"Open your eyes love.." he said softly. When I opened them I was met with the sun just starting to set, the warm orange glow casting over everything. The patio was decorated with fairy lights, candles and a large banner that read, 'happy birthday', in bold letters.

"Oh tom.." I gasped, "this is absolutely beautiful..you did this all while I was asleep?" he chuckled, "duh, you're my everything, you deserve to be spoiled," he said, pulling out a chair at the table, spread with my favourite foods. "Sit, baby.." he ordered softly, "I have something else," he pulled out another small, wrapped box, making me smile again.

I opened it, expecting jewlery again but when I flipped the top of the box I saw a beautiful, diamond ring. My eyes widened, I looked back at him as he got on one knee, taking the box from me. He looked up at me with his piercing brown eyes, his usually stern expression now open and vulnerable.

"You always make everything so easy.." he started, his voice cracking slightly, "you make coming home worth it, you make my life complete..will you marry me, my love?" he smiled softly. My heart raced and tears streamed down my face, "yes! oh my god yes!" I practically jumped into his arms and kissed him passionately.

He pulled back to slip the ring onto my finger, admiring how it looked on me. "You're gonna be my wife.." he whispered against my lips, smiling like an idiot, "god i love you.." I smashed my lips into his again, he deepened the kiss, his hands roaming over my body possessively.

When he broke away he nuzzled into my neck, placing gentle kisses there, "mmh..i'm gonna make love to you all night long.." he smirked, his hands sliding under my shirt. I jumped up into his arms, he caught he effortlessly, laughing as he carried me inside the house, kicking the door closed behind him.

He started walking upstairs, his lips finding mine again as he carried me to the bedroom. He gently laid me down on the bed, standing up to remove his shirt, revealing his chiselled chest. I looked up at him, practically drooling at his defined abs.

He smirked at my hungry expression, unbuttoning his jeans slowly. He knew my favourite sight, his V line disappearing into his boxers. He flexed his muscles unconsciously, watching me bite my lip. "Like what you see..?" he asked softly, pushing down his jeans. "Don't ask me that.." I gasped, watched as he trailed down my body, down to my lower stomach.

He hooked his fingers in my shorts, slowly pulling them down, revealing my legs. He spread them apart, kneeling between them. He ran his hands up my thighs possessively, his eyes locked onto mine. Slowly, he lifted my legs, hooking them over his shoulders. He leaned in close, his breath hot against my inner thigh, sending tingles down my spine.

He placed feather light kisses there before trailing upward, teasing me mercilessly. His hands slid under my ass, gripping it firmly as he got into position. He slowly slid my panties off, ducking his head down and ran his tongue along my slit teasingly. He moaned at my taste, his grip on my ass tightening.

He circled my clit with the tip of his tongue before sucking it between his lips gently. I rolled my eyes back, the pleasure slowly building up, "ohhh fuck..." I groaned, arching my back slightly.

He smirked, knowing exactly what to do to drive me crazy. He spread my legs wider, lifting me up slightly for better access. His tongue delved into my dripping pussy, alternating between that and flicking his tongue over my clit, causing me to let out a long string of moans, my hands desperately grabbing at the sheets, fisting them.

He licked and sucked at my sensitive clit, feeling me writhe beneath him. Occasionally he'd glance up to watch my facial expressions, noting how my lips parted in moans and my eyes rolling back in pleasure. "My birthday girl..so beautiful, you deserve everything..." he groaned, picking up his speed.

He continued his relentless attack on my clit, his tongue flicking rapidly over my sensitive bud, sucking hard, "taste so fucking good, fuck you're so sexy.." he growled. My cries of pleasure spurred him on, and he slid two thick fingers deep into my pussy, curling them upwards to stroke my g spot, while his tongue worked my clit.

I moaned loudly, my chest heaving and my back arching off the bed as the pleasure became unbearable but in a good way. He growled softly, his fingers pumping faster in my pussy, his mouth covering my entire sex, slurping loudly. "So good..love you so much.." he mumbled against my core. He felt my inner muscles contract around his fingers, knowing I was close.

"Fuck! I'm so close, keep fucking going!" I yelped, he could feel my body tensing, ready to explode with my release. He wrapped his strong arms around my hips and pulled me even closer to his face, he sucked hard on my swollen bud, his fingers doubling their effort and pumping even harder, trying to make me cum harder than I ever had before.

I gasped and felt my orgasm wash over me in intense waves, my legs trembling from my orgasm. He moaned deeply as he felt my pussy spasm against his fingers, he continued to lick and suck through my climax, prolonging my pleasure. Finally he slowed his motions, gently kissing my sensitive clit before pulling away.

I watched as he slid down his boxers, grabbing my legs and sliding me closer, our hips touching. Toms thick, throbbing cock pressed against my pussy, still sensitive from all the attention from before. He rubbed the head against my folds, coating himself in my juices before lining himself up.

He looked into my eyes, his own dark with desire, before pushing forward and slamming his entire length inside me in one powerful thrust. "Fuck!" I gasped, my hands flying to his biceps, holding on tightly as he began to move. He wrapped his strong arms around my waist, pulling me to his chest.

We were chest to chest, he began thrusting his massive member deep inside me, rolling his hips against mine. He leaned down and captured my lips in a passionate kiss, filling me completely before pulling back slightly, only to slam forward again. With each powerful thrust he hit my cervix, driving me wild.

He groaned loudly, feeling my slick walls grip his cock with each deep thrust. He angled his hips, targeting my g spot with precision. One hand slid up to my hair, tangling in it. He laid me back down and started to pick up his pace, beginning his relentless fucking.

"Oh fuck, Tom!" I gasped, my eyes rolling back slightly. He loved hearing his name on my lips, "that's it baby..take that big cock.." he murmured, snapping his hips forward harder, causing the bed to creek loudly. My tits bounced with each thrust, making him grow impossibly harder. He wrapped my legs around his waist, going even deeper. He gritted his teeth, feeling me clench around him.

He could feel another release building up quickly inside me. He curled his hips upward, hitting that spot inside me that drove me wild. He growled softly, "you're so god damn sexy, watching my cock disappear in you..fuckkk..." his body glistened with sweat as he pounded into me, his abs flexing with each powerful thrust.

I felt a knot form in my stomach, indicating that I was close. He leaned down and kissed my neck and jawline, sucking softly to leave little marks everywhere he went. "You're perfect...so perfect, 'm sorry im not around a lot, god i love you.." he whispered, his breath hot against my ear.

"Look at me baby..look at me while I fuck you.." he pulled back from my neck, grabbing my chin to face him. "You're mine..only mine baby.." I nodded, leaning in and kissing him passionately. He doubled his efforts, feeling his own release approaching along with mine.

"Baby I'm close.." I whispered insistently against his soft lips. His breath hitched as he realized I was on the edge again and he wasted no time, snapping his hips faster and faster, his cock plunging deep into my soaked pussy. He reached in between our bodies and rubbed my clit furiously, our lips continuously crashing together.

With one final thrust my orgasm crashed down, rippling through my body. He felt my pussy clamp down on him tightly, reeling him in. He thrust deep and held himself there, his own release surging through him. His cum flooded my insides, painting my walls white as he pulsed rhythmically.

"Holy fuck.." he panted, collapsing on top of me. Our chests heaved in unison as he tried to calm down from both of our mind shattering orgasms. He placed soft, breathy kisses to my neck and cheeks, running his hands lovingly down my sides.

When he regained his stamina he slid up the bed, pulling me with him in his arms. "Best birthday ever.." I panted, a lazy smile on my flushed face. He chuckled and kissed me softly, "I'm glad babe..you deserve the world.." he gentle caressed my hair, lulling me to sleep.

tags: @ballhair @bills-wife-1 @bkaulitzlover

tags: @ella1289 @billsdolliest @tomscumdoll

tags: @tomsfuckdoll @tomkslut @miyukafujii

tags: @itsangelll

[gaymaramada]

Heyyy idk if ur req are open rn but I was wondering if u could do a rottmnt Leo x Reader who is somewhat Sorta famous on tik tok Or YouTube and maybe has like 1 mil followers or something and he sees edits of them on tik tok like how he would react? Plis and thank you I hope u have a good day/night :) ❤️

I’m assuming this is for Rise Leo since I’ve mainly written for that iteration so I hope that’s ok! :)

Leo X Internet Star Reader

The second he sees your face pop up in the middle of him mindlessly scrolling, he does the Leonardo DiCaprio meme like 😮🫵

You get a text from him with a link to an edit on TikTok followed by various other messages:

“HELLO????”

“WHAT ARE U DOING ON MY FYP”

“??????”

“I HAVE QUESTIONS”

He’s both a bit offended and a little embarrassed to have not known that you were a relatively known face online.

He plays it off by saying he just doesn't go online that often (a bold-faced lie).

He immediately follows all of your socials and turns notifications on for each one.

He likes and comments on every one of your posts.

He actually kicks his feet when you start pinning all of his comments, regardless of what they say.

You better believe he’ll take every opportunity to brag about how he’s dating a celebrity.

^ “Leo, I’m not that big—”

“Upupup— no need to act humble, babe. Now, what are your plans for this year’s Met Gala?”

[drewswife]

Heyyy I have a req for drew x actress reader, where they’re together and working on set. Reader gest really sick but doesn’t say anything and Drew is busy with work so he doesn’t notice. When they get to filming a scene together she gets really dizzy and ill etc. And Drew ofc feels so bad that he didn’t notice anything.

Sorry if it’s too specific (English is not my first language)

The bright lights of the movie set always made your head spin a little, but today it felt different. A fuzzy, uncomfortable feeling had been creeping up on you all morning. You tried to ignore it, focusing on your lines and hitting your marks. Drew, your boyfriend and co-star, was across the bustling set, deep in conversation with the director about the next scene. He looked so focused, his brow furrowed in concentration, and you didn't want to bother him. He had a lot on his plate today.

You coughed lightly, hoping it wasn't noticeable. Your throat felt scratchy, and a wave of nausea rolled through you. "Just nerves," you mumbled to yourself, taking a sip from your water bottle.

Hours passed in a blur of takes, costume changes, and hurried instructions. The fuzzy feeling intensified, turning into a dull ache that spread through your body. You felt clammy and a little shaky, but you plastered on a smile whenever someone looked your way. You were a professional, after all.

Finally, they called for the scene you and Drew had together. It was a pivotal moment in the movie, a tense confrontation filled with emotion. You took your place on the set, trying to remember your lines through the growing dizziness.

Drew walked over, his usual easygoing smile in place. "Ready?" he asked, his eyes crinkling at the corners.

"Yeah," you managed, your voice sounding a little weak even to your own ears.

The director called "Action!" and the scene began. You delivered your lines, trying to channel the character's anger and hurt, but the room seemed to sway slightly. Your vision blurred for a moment, and you gripped your hands tightly to stop them from shaking.

As the scene progressed, you were supposed to step closer to Drew, your character confronting his. But as you moved, the dizziness hit you full force. The lights seemed to explode in your vision, and the ground tilted beneath your feet. A wave of icy sweat broke out on your forehead.

Before you knew it, the world went black.

You vaguely registered the sound of your own body hitting the floor and a chorus of worried shouts. Then, nothing.

When you finally blinked your eyes open, the bright set lights were gone, replaced by the softer glow of what looked like a medical bay. A worried face swam into focus above you.

"Hey sweetheart ," Drew said softly, his hand gently stroking your hair. His usual cheerful demeanor was replaced by a look of deep concern.

"Drew?" you mumbled, your throat feeling like sandpaper.

"Yeah, it's me," he said, his voice thick with emotion. "You scared me half to death."

You tried to sit up, but a wave of weakness washed over you. "What happened?"

"You fainted," he explained, his eyes filled with guilt. "Right in the middle of the scene. Everything just… stopped."

A nurse bustled around you, checking your pulse and temperature. "She's coming around now," she said gently to Drew. "Just needs to rest."

Drew kept his gaze fixed on you, his hand still in your hair. "I had no idea you weren't feeling well," he said, his voice barely a whisper. "Why didn't you say anything?"

You looked away, feeling a little foolish. "I didn't want to bother you. You were so busy…"

Drew gently turned your face back to his. "Hey," he said, his eyes earnest. "Nothing is more important than you. If you're not feeling okay, you tell me, okay? Always."

Tears welled up in your eyes, partly from the lingering dizziness and partly from his genuine concern. "I'm sorry," you whispered.

"Don't be sorry," he said, his thumb softly wiping away a tear that escaped your eye. "I should have noticed. I should have been paying more attention."

"You were working," you said weakly.

"And you were hurting," he countered gently. "From now on, we look out for each other, okay? No matter how busy things get."

a/n: thanks for the req don’t worry english is not my first language either! :)

tags, @starrii-sturns @chrepsi @drewsstars @spencerreid66 more

[phoenixblaze1412]

heyyy, i hope you're having a great day. i know this might've come as weird or maybe silly idk, may i req a child!reader (dottore as our father) where we took inspiration from the cool uncle childe to make a video room tour about dottore's office (bc i know for sure we're banned from the lab lololol). reader is so excited to make a video and we dragged some segments too hehe. thank uuu in advance!

-🧊

Of course!

You stood in front of your father’s intimidating lab door, your heart racing with excitement. Today was the day. The grand project you'd been planning for weeks. Your epic, world-changing video tour of The Great Il Dottore's Office.

Why?

Because your super cool Uncle Childe had recently shown you a fun, hyperactive video he made with his siblings, where they gave a chaotic tour of his house, complete with background explosions, which Childe swore was "just editing magic". You had never laughed so hard in your life.

So naturally, the only logical conclusion was to do the same thing with your father’s top-secret, definitely-should-not-be-touched office.

What could go wrong?

“Okay, Theta, say hi to the viewers!” you chirped, holding up the kamera Childe gave you.

Theta, one of Dottore’s livelier Segments, grinned mischievously. “Hello, my devoted fans!Welcome to this top-tier production. Sponsored by chaos and curiosity!” He threw his hands in the air like he was on a game show.

You cackled. “This is going to be the best video ever.”

Behind you, Iota stood with a cautious frown, his arms crossed. “I don’t think this is a good idea,” he said, eyeing the lab door like it might explode. “If your father finds out--”

“He won’t find out!” you insisted confidently.

“Besides, it’s for science.”

Omega, the strictest and most intimidating of the Segments, narrowed his eyes at you from across the hall. “This is foolish. Cease this nonsense immediately.”

You gasped dramatically, pointing the camera at him. “Wow, everyone, look! It’s Mr. Grumpy himself. Omega, say hi to your fans!”

“I refuse,” Omega deadpanned.

Theta leaned into the frame. “That’s just his way of saying he loves you.”

Omega’s glare could’ve melted Theta's head off.

The door to Dottore’s lab creaked open, revealing a wonderland of strange gadgets, glowing vials, and ominous machines whirring in the background.

“Behold! The lair of the infamous Dottore!” you announced dramatically, sweeping the camera around the room. “Look at all this totally legal science stuff!”

“None of this is legal,” Iota muttered under his breath, glancing nervously at the surveillance cameras embedded in the walls.

“First stop: the desk!” you said, zooming in on a pile of scattered blueprints. “This is where Father probably writes his evil plans--”

“I would not call them evil,” Omega interjected sternly.

“Yeah, yeah. Evil adjacent,” you teased, sticking your tongue out at him.

Theta picked up one of the blueprints and gasped. “Whoa! Is this a death ray or a smoothie maker? Could go either way, honestly.”

You laughed so hard you almost dropped the kamera. “Probably both!”

As you moved toward a ruin guard covered in blinking lights, Iota reached out to stop you. “Careful! That’s unstable--”

Before he could finish, Theta pressed a bright red button on the console.

A loud BZZT! filled the room as sparks flew from the machine.

“RUN!” Iota shouted, grabbing your arm and pulling you along with him behind a workbench.

“What did you DO?!” Omega bellowed, his composure cracking for the first time.

“I pressed the fun button!” Theta grinned unapologetically.

“You’re going to get us all vaporized!” Omega snapped.

“Great content though, right?” you whispered to the camera, eyes wide with excitement.

Once the sparks died down and no one had been turned into ash, you dusted yourself off and pointed the camera at a collection of glowing jars on a shelf.

“These are probably full of super dangerous stuff,” you speculated.

“Definitely,” Theta agreed, leaning casually against the shelf.

Iota facepalmed. “Why are you like this?”

“Because I’m fun.”

As you zoomed in on one particularly bright jar, you grinned mischievously. “Hey, everyone, should I open one?”

“Absolutely not,” Omega growled, snatching the jar out of your reach.

“Ugh, you’re no fun,” you pouted.

“Fun isn’t the priority when dealing with potentially lethal substances,” Omega lectured.

Theta snickered and picked you up before walking off to another part of the lab. “Spoken like a true buzzkill.”

After exploring nearly every inch of the lab, and only almost destroying it twice, you stood in front of the camera with the Segments behind you.

“Well, that’s it for today’s tour! Thanks for watching! Don’t forget to like, subscribe, and—”

The door to the lab suddenly slid open, revealing the man himself: Dottore.

He stood in the doorway, his expression unreadable, crimson eyes flicking between you, the Segments, and the mess you’d made.

Silence.

You gulped. “Uh… hi, Papa!”

“What,” Dottore said slowly, eyeing the mess behind your group before focusing his gaze back on you, “is going on here?”

“We were… uh… conducting an educational video project?” you offered sheepishly.

Theta nodded enthusiastically. “For science!”

Dottore pinched the bridge of his nose. “Iota?”

“I tried to stop them,” Iota said grimly.

Dottore’s gaze shifted to Omega.

“They’re impossible to control,” Omega said flatly.

Finally, Dottore looked at Theta, who grinned nervously. “Hey, boss! Love what you’ve done with the place.”

Dottore exhaled sharply. “Clean this up. All of you.”

“Yes, sir,” Omega and Iota said in unison, dragging Theta toward the mess while said segment only whined as he was dragged off.

As they worked, Dottore crouched down to your level, his expression softening slightly.

“And you,” he said, tapping your nose, “no more unauthorized experiments in my lab.”

You grinned sheepishly. “Okay, Papa. But… did you like the video?”

Dottore sighed, a faint smile tugging at his lips. “You’re impossible.”

“Yeah,” you agreed cheerfully. “But you love me anyway.”

Dottore chuckled softly as he picked you up in his arms before turning around to leave his office and walked off to your room. “Unfortunately for me, yes. Come along, let's get you to bed, my dear."

[pedriache]

Hi! Would it be possible to request fluff with Cole Palmer, like a lazy morning in bed when he doesn't have training and then getting up to make breakfast together? I love your work sm

Mornings like this — Cole Palmer.

Pairing: Cole Palmer x Fem!Reader

Summary: You loved when Cole didn’t have training. It meant you got to have a normal day together, doing normal things like cook breakfast together without needing to rush.

Word count: 620+

Disclaimer/s: Fluffy + banter !

A/N: I’m finally going through my reqs heyyy

Sun seeping through your curtains had to be the most annoying thing. On Cole’s rare day off, you two liked to sleep in, but the sun had a vendetta against you, clearly. Your boyfriend shifted behind you with a groan, nuzzling his face into the nape of your neck.

“How many times do I have to beg you to get blackout curtains?” He grumbles, his voice raspy with sleep.

A small breath of laughter escapes your lips. “Baby, if you want them so bad, you can buy them.”

Cole’s eyes fluttered open, an amused grin on his lips when his eyes met yours. “Fine. Today, we go get them today.”

Shuffling around to face him, you nod in agreement. “Breakfast first though. Are we in the mood for anything specific? I would kill for Belgian waffles.”

“Do we have flour?” Cole quirks an eyebrow, “because if we do, then we can make some, but I want bacon.”

“Bacon and waffles is an odd combo, but i’m so down.” You sit up, stretching your arms and back. “Okay, I need to go to the bathroom first, i’ll meet you in the kitchen.”

The man nods, climbing out of bed alongside you. He goes to place a kiss on your lips, but you dodge him. “Oh.. we need to brush our teeth first.”

His lips purse and he has to suppress a groan, but nods in agreement anyways. So instead of making his way to the kitchen, he follows you to the bathroom.

After your morning routine was done and you both make your way into the kitchen, you begin preparing for breakfast cooking. You both move in slow motion, too tired to make a hasty breakfast like you usually would on his training days.

“Pass me the measuring cups?” You sigh, putting your hand out patiently.

Cole steps away from the stove where he was making his bacon to grab the cups. Handing them to you, he goes back to where he was previously.

Your phone was connected to a speaker, playing soft tunes while the two of you cooked. “Ay, can I have a drink?”

Your lips pull into a frown. You’d just poured the perfect cup of orange juice. Reluctantly, you hand your boyfriend the glass. “Don’t drink it all, Cole.” You point at his accusatorially, which he feigns offense at before taking two large gulps just in spite.

You gasp, resisting the urge to lunge at him. “Hey! What did I say? You’re such a—“

“Woah!” He laughs, “watch it!”

“A loving, kind, boyfriend.” You grit through a forced smile, “hand it over.” Your boyfriends laughter echoed throughout the kitchen as he hands you the now half empty cup.

Once breakfast had been made, you two sit down at the table across from each other. “So, we go get curtains at around one, and then stop at the new café down the road? I want to try it, your sister said it’s amazing.”

Cole hums, “after that can we stop by the mall? I want to get a new hoodie.”

“You have like—five thousand. Why do you need another?” Your lip curls into a teasing grin.

“Yeah, and so why is my closet empty? Oh, should we go take a peek in yours?” He shoots back. Your smug look falters. Well. “Yeah, that’s what I thought.”

“Oh, shut up.” You huff. “New hoodie, got it.”

The rest of the morning goes smoothly, both of you showering and getting ready for the day at a snails pace. You were grateful for his days off, they always made for the perfect lazy days. Plus, any extra time with Cole was time well spent, no matter how productive.

likes , comments , and reblog’s are all appreciated. lmk if you’d like to be tagged in any of my posts.

DTS , @halfwayhearted @spidybaby !

[lostpiewrites]

HEYYY I LOVE UR ACC SHSUDJHSJSJXHCHCSIWKXCJC CAN U TELL IM SO ELATED TGAT I FOUND IT??!!!!! i have a req... So i have this scenario in mind where u and one of some bllk characters ( I have in mind Barou, Bachira, pre wc Kunigami bc hes such a sweetheart and i hope he gets better in the next chapters☹️☹️,maybe even gagamaru haha..., AND whoever u want to add IF U WANT) get in an argument (nothing heated, just a little him scolding u the other way around and it just keeps going) and in the heat of the moment he accidentally confesses (u both like each other) DJDJDDUJSJXJXD I RLLY LIKE THIS IDEA BUT I DONT RLLY KNOW HOW EACH WOJLD REACT?? LOVE U LOVE U TAKE CARE!!!! ヽ( 'ω' )ﾉ

a/n : YESYESYES I CAN TELLLLLL. AND THANK U FOR THE COMPLIMENTT ARRRGHHH ILY TOO. 🩵🩷And ofc i can write, here we gauuurrr~ art credits unknown , also none of the characters in the photo is in the context but i wanted to use it anyways because the photo is 🔥. Also for the context , i didn't make them openly say ily , but made them hint at it with closed words. Lastly , sorry for making you wait this much , i had no time to complete this earlier ; i had to erase gagamaru from the list because it would take me one more day. 😓

Will you just shut up ?

Ft : Barou Shoei , Bachira Meguru , Kunigami Rensuke.

Barou Shoei

He sat beside your bed , an unimpressed mom look on his face. You caught cold and had fever so you skipped school. He skipped the school aswell but it's because your dummass could NEVER succeed to take care of yourself properly. He called you if you would come today and once he heard how raspy your voice sounded , that was it for him. He was in your house , all ready to take care of you.

You were under the thick blanket facing the ceiling, with a package of ice sitting on your forehead. He was there from the start of the day and he knew what to do to take care of a sick person. But being a picky eater who hates healthy food, you felt overwhelmed. You yelled at him for making you eat until you are about to vomit.

"Barou , i have already told you that i can NOT physically handle one more bowl of soup. Do you really think i eat as much as you do ? Stop it would you!?"

"It's your fault you are like this to begin with. I am here skipping school because of you to take care of you and you are complaining ? Do you really think i don't know how much you eat ? Don't you act like you don't eat 3 fcking hamburger menus outside. I have been paying for your food remember ? Ofc ik how much you can eat."

It made you feel both guilty and embarrassed. Guilty that you are making him skip school and embarrassed that he is bringing how much you can eat when it's fast food. But you weren't gonna make him notice that embarrassment. So you kept your "angry" role at him and tried making him guilty.

"I am sick to death here and you are yelling at me ? And you are supposedly taking care of me. What about my emotions ?"

"Oh shut up. It's not like i like seeing you like this anyways. I am scolding you because you are being stupid and i hate how much i fucking miss that laughs-at-everything girl best i have and her idiotic babbles she annoys me with okay ? Now open your mouth."

You didn't open it , but opened your eyes instead. What did he just say ? That he liked your yapping and missed it when you were sick ? It basically was a confession coming from him. You blinked a few times , your blush being more visible at each. But then you smirked , ready to tease him.

"Don't you fcking dare say it. Seems like you are already healed if you can think of your usual stupid , annoying , random shenanigans. Now open your mouth and don't make me say it again."

You opened your mouth for him to feed you the soup. He was ordering you around now but you somehow liked it. You felt giddy and was glad that the blanket was thick enough to cover you kicking and wiggling your feet. Who would say to you that falling in love with your boy bestie would end up like this ? No one. But it felt good to know that the feeling you have held inside for so long for the sake of your friendship are reciprocated. And it helped your healing process by a lot.

Bachira Meguru

You two stood at the entrance to the principal's office. He found himself here again because of his endless pranks around the school. But this time he dragged you too , even tho it was unintentional and all the thing you did was to warn him to stop.

He looked down at his feet ashamedly. If he was alone , he wouldn't care less but now that you are sitting there with him , he felt guilty. And your piercings and accusing glares didn't really help the situation either. You two were punished with detention , nothing too grand at least in his opinion.

After the classes ended , you settled down onto the desk and boredly looked out of window. You were now about to go through a 1.5 hours of detention , and worse you had nothing to study and you didn't even bring a reading book because you would go to shopping after school. So you would just sit down and watch the scenery.

"I have so much better things to do but here i am sitting in a detention because of you , Bachibee. The least you could do was to just fcking sit down properly for JUST ONE period."

"How the hell am i supposed to know that they would punish you with me too ? It's your fault for trying to stop me anyways. Not only you ruined the fun and got me caught , you are now blaming me for what happened. You could have just let me do whatever and you wouldn't be suffering here rn. Karma."

You bit your inner cheek in frustration. You wanted to stop him because whatever he tried was dangerous to do. He was under the influence of his bad friends and would harm himself in the end. But this moron wouldn't understand it. So you kept quiet , not trying to explain yourself further.

"Listen. Don't bother what i said previously. I knew it was dangerous and i understand why you stopped me. But i am sorry that you got dragged with me. Take this ?"

He offered a few snacks as a peace treaty. He didn't know what else to say anymore. He was usually alone here at the detention and didn't really talk to anybody during. But then he blurted out sth that made you wanna go hide your blush. He himself also looked like he also didn't mean to say it and it just slipped out while he was thinking out loud , causing him to blush with you.

"Yk things are more enjoyable with you around , even sth as stupid as a detention. I would like to spend time with you more , probably not here but yeah..."

You chuckled at his offer. Did you just got asked out by your bestie ? Yes. Did you accept it ? Also yes. And that detention turned out to be sth you liked in the end and not despised.

Kunigami Rensuke

You tried. You tried your best to focus on your studies. Not that you did have sth in your mind but the topics were so hard that you kept getting bored and out of focus. You had your bestie , Kunigami , beside you and poor boy has been struggling with your lack of enthusiasm for the past few hours.

You had an exam tomorrow and you knew you had to study. But it was physics and you would rather die than to keep studying.

"Rennn-kuunnn. How about we stop for a little bit ? My head hurts i can't focus ?"

He sighed and bit down on his lips to not curse your entire existence and family line. Was he successful ? Nope.

"Listen y/n. I have been trying to explain things to you instead of studying myself and we couldn't even finish the first topic. THE FUCKING FIRST ONE. We had given a break just about 30 mins ago. Can't you at least put some effort in learning ?"

His words stung , because it was the truth. You weren't purposedly trying to make him busy with you but you didn't wanna accept your fault too.

"You were the one who suggested to help me with my studies. And you are the ond complaining now ? If you didn't have time , why did you offer it in the first place ?"

He sighed again , the type that made you regret everything you have said and wanna go hide in shame.

"y/n , my stupid bestie. I don't wanna see you fail and get upset like always okay ? You look terrible when you ugly cry after a failed exam. Besides , I always have time for you. But it looks like i am putting in more effort than you are. That's what makes me mad."

Nothing he said mattered afterwards. "I have time for you always." That's what will be stuck in your mind for the rest of the studying session now. He didn't probably put in effort for his sentence but he did confess , unintentionally. You looked at him with a small shy but lovestruck expression. Afterall , even tho the exam is tomorrow the studying can wait right ?

[asuyaka]

Omg I loved ur dazai x male reader whose rich, could I request something similar but it's Ranp instead? Please ignore this if your requests aren't open or smth 😊😅

★ - 's okay !! 'm reqs are open s' you can req as much as you want!! :3

☆ - Edogawa Ranpo x GN! Reader — can be read as Male reader!!

You were busy working, making small talk with Atsushi from time to time if you were confused about something or you got tired of looking at a white screen and black letters for hours on end.

In truth, you were waiting for the small, very tiny present you got Ranpo for his birthday to arrive. You already did everything in the morning, wake him up with breakfast in bed— pancakes with chocolate chips and a shit ton of syrup— buy him every single thing he wanted at a candy store and take him on a small date to get mochi from a hand-made small business you enjoyed going to as a kid.

Ranpo is busy doing what he always does. Lazying around and eating candy. Though, Kunikida doesn't bother him because Ranpo has 'birthday privileges', whatever that means.

You glance at the time. It should've arrived an hour ago, but you didn't get a notification. Sighing dejectedly, you save the file you were working on and grab your coat.

"Heyyy! Are you going somewhere?" Ranpo yells from his seat. If the overflowing trash can full of snack wrappers says anything, it's that he's run out of food. Already.

"You only think of me as snack supply, don't you?" You roll your eyes in feigning annoyance, letting your boyfriend koala hug your back as you have goodbye to the remaining ADA members.

"Where are we going?" Ranpo asks, adjusting his position so his cheek is pressing against yours, his arms stretched out so his elbows are pressed against your shoulder.

You wave goodbye to Naomi, the soft breeze hitting your skin relaxes you in a way. "You followed me without knowing where I was going?"

Ranpo huffs. "Yeah! I'm not gonna spend my time in that boring office! The director is busy today so I can't annoy him."

Your phone buzzes and you look down at the notification. It's Atsushi, with a picture of a stuffed animal almost twice his size. You groan. Of course it arrived when you left— of course it did.

"Somethin' wrong?" Ranpo asks as he shifts up, pulling your body along with him.

"No, everything is great." You mutter as you stuff your phone back in your pocket.

"Don't you use super deduction on me either." You add, causing Ranpo to groan. "I wanna know what made you so mad! C'monnnn!!! Please?"

"No, Ranpo. It'll ruin it." You walk into the local convenience store and grab a trolley. Sure, you get weird stares but you're used to that. It isn't the regular convenience store you go to, the people who work there are used to you and Ranpo's antics but these people aren't. You two are less than bothered as Ranpo gets three of every snack in the entire store.

The total is pricey, 11,373 yen but it barely makes a dent in your bank account.

Ranpo peppers your cheek with kisses, occasionally asking you if you wanted some to eat. You politely declined. It was his birthday after all, and you wanted him to have anything he wanted.

He always said it was perks of having a rich partner, but you didn't mind. You know he loved you for you, not just your money.

Walking back to the ADA with bags upon bags of snacks in your hands, you hope the snacks are enough to keep Ranpo busy. With a soft smile, you walk past Naomi, ride the elevator up to the offices, and open the door.

"I don't wanna—" Ranpo stops himself when he sees the massive, fucking gigantic stuffed bear that replaces his chair. He jumps off your back, stuffing the last Oreo in his mouth as he examines it.

It's twice his size with a note on the side of it.

Dazai, who's beside you, whines dramatically about when he's going to get a partner who buys weird sappy shit like what you do for Ranpo.

"I love you sososososo much!!" Ranpo runs up and hugs you causing you to stumble a bit. He peppers your cheek with kisses and goes on and on about how he's going to tell his dad—he means the director, he always does when he mentions his father— and how he's going to marry you.

"Ewww, I hate happy couples." Dazai gags and Kunikida makes a fuss about you using Ranpo's birthday privilages to escape work.

You press a kiss on Ranpo's lips, putting his snacks by his stuffed toy with a warm smile.

You truly do love him, great infamous detective or not.

[puppizai]

heyyy! sorry to ask while your requests are close, but, can you please do Truthless Recluse ( crk ) graphics when you open them? I really like your stuff and it helps a lot decor rentrys or/and carrds all together. Sorry to bother again

(this request was sent a little more than a week ago)

please refrain from sending requests, at all, when they are closed. i appreciate the apology but when you are actively doing the thing i asked that you not do, the apology isnt very sincere. this is the last request, sent during my 'req : closed' era that i will keep and fulfil

[xodarling]

heyyy since ur reqs were open and u wanted hsr requests, i wanted to try and do so 🤭🤭🤭

so may i request a sub himeko x dom reader where himeko unknowingly lactates out of nowhere while she’s getting fingered?-

or if u arent up to write for lactation, what about sub himeko who accidentally passes out from exhaustion after orgasming too much?

tysm and have a great day/night!!! 🤧

D.I.Y SLEEP AID - xodarling

includes: sub!himeko NAHH RLLY😱😱😱, vibrator, bondage, lactation, nipple play, fingering, gn!reader, lowercase writing, usage of y/n, passing out, massaging, pet names (dear, darling), forced orgasm

a/n: why not both😜😜😜😜😜😜

a long and exhausted sigh rang its way throughout the room alongside a thump against a mattress. “rough day?” you asked as you sat on the bed on your phone, himeko, your girlfriend, replied with a whiny sound of agreement.

himeko now placed her head on your lap, her starting to close on themselves. himeko, though people always saw her as a very composed individual, always became a soft whiny mess when it was just the two of you; and you found it adorable.

“c’mere, hime, i’ll help you relax.” you smile at her. she was now sitting in front of you with her back facing you, her white dress on the ground leaving her naked in front of you. you place your hands on her ribcage before softly circling your thumbs to ease the tension she was feeling.

it was no surprise to you when himeko complained about her constant back pain to you, especially when she has a very large chest, so you tried your hardest to relieve it.

now, you really tried to help her, you really did! but you just couldn’t help yourself when there was a whimpering, naked himeko in front of you. your hands that were previously massaging her back slowly made their way to himeko’s tits.

a pinch on one of her nipples pulled himeko out of that relaxing state she was in. she opened her mouth to question what you were doing but you silenced her with a soft kiss below her ear, “shh, hun, i said i’ll help you relax.”

one hand playing with one of her nipples, the other gently playing with her chest. her tits feel very heavy, heavier than usual, you ignore it and continue with your ‘massage’.

soon, the hand that was massaging himeko’s chest slowly went down, all the way to her cunt, which was dripping. you found it adorable, the way himeko got all worked up over you just playing with her tits.

“dear, please.” himeko grabbed your wrist, keeping it there not letting you pull away, “i’m not gonna tease you, himeko, don’t worry.” you kissed the crown of her head to reassure her.

now that she let go of your hand, you start to softly play with her clit, making himeko let out a little whine. the way one of your hands diligently playing with one of her nipples and the other toying around with her clit made himeko feel so good; you always made her feel so good.

once you felt as though you teased her clit enough, you gently pushed in two of your fingers inside her dripping cunt. the way you softly scissored your fingers inside her cunt was torturous, as much as himeko loved how soft and gentle you treated her she wanted to be ruined.

“y/n.. my dear, please.” her hands had a painful grip on your thighs, you knew what she wanted and you wouldn’t be a good partner if you didn’t give her what she wanted.

you started moving your fingers at an animalistic pace, the sounds of himeko’s slick getting louder as your fingers prodded against her walls. himeko’s eyes shot open the moment the onslaught of pleasure was brought onto her, the feeling of your fingers inside of her and the feeling of you playing with her nipples was no doubt bringing her closer and closer to her orgasm.

after one specific tug on her nipple and one very hard thrust inside of her himeko yelped out, “darling! i’m-” before she finish her sentence, the most intense wave of pleasure washed over her entire body.

once her hips started bucking into the air, you started to notice that himeko started to lactate. you don’t even think she noticed, but the way that white liquid shot out and pooled up on her stomach turned you even more.

once himeko’s orgasm subsided, her face burned red when she realized the mess she made. before she could mutter out an apology you pushed her off and left the room leaving himeko by herself.

when she heard the door close she almost started to cry, she really thought you left because you were disgusted, but her worries were silenced when she heard the door open again.

you quickly went back to the bedside and grabbed himeko’s arms before tying both of them to the bed frame. “darling, what are you doing?” she asked pulling against the ropes confirming that she was stuck.

you pulled out a vibrator you got and shoved it inside of her, it was a 2-in-1 vibrator which would make himeko feel twice the amount of pleasure. “do it again.” you muttered against her nipple as you turned on the vibrator to max setting.

“gimme one more.” you whispered, the way you sucked her nipple practically begging for her start lactating the way she did not long ago. himeko felt an orgasm approach at an extremely rapid pace, her walls clamping down against the vibrator in anticipation.

himeko threw her head back once that tight knot inside her snapped, her hips once again started to buck into the air as her nipple started flooding your mouth.

before both of you knew it, that ‘one more’ turned into two more then three. now, you switched from her chest to her stomach, resting your head against it looking at her facial expressions.

himeko felt her nth orgasm starting to approach, “please.. no more.” himeko croaks, false statement obviously, she wants you to keep going. “just one more, hime, you can do it.” she shook her head in response.

her eyes were starting to feel heavy, she couldn’t do it, she can’t take it anymore. vibration after vibration brought her closer and closer to her release, it her legs were sore from all the shaking and the ropes surely left bruises on her wrists.

“cum for me, himeko.” you leaned up and whispered in her ear, she couldn’t hold it anymore, with her eyes rolled back to her skull himeko came once again. her legs lifted up from the bed from the pleasure that was coursing itself through her body,

her voice now hoarse due to the moans she has been letting out throughout the night, yet she still was yelping and screaming out for you. leaning up you smash your lips against hers, swallowing all of the sounds the girl under you was making.

both of your tongues fought inside each other’s mouths before himeko’s completely went slack. you move away from her lips, to a completely knocked out himeko and you can’t help but smile.

untying the rope around her wrists, revealing those marks that it left all over her wrists, you lean down kiss and softly kiss her forehead as you started get on cleaning the rest of her up.

as you clean her thighs and stomach you take a mental note to keep doing those ‘massages’ of yours.

[mxqdii]

heyyy, i was wondering if you could do a matt x reader where the reader has autism?? love ur writing !!

headcannons - m.s x autistic gf

pairings: matt sturniolo x reader

summary: headcannons

a/n: hii guys, so ive been getting a lottt of reqs for matt & chris x autistic reader, and ive obviously decided to do them, but please know that i am not autistic, so im very very sorry if i get some stuff wrong, i did do research prior but again everyone is different. it is not my intention to make anybody uncomfortable with these fics, only to answer reqs sent by my readers. my dms are open if anyone needs to talk!

warning(s): mental health mentions,

not proofread

whether you decide to tell matt about it or not, when he does find out, however that is - he wouldn’t look at you differently or treat you differently.

as ive said in all the other fics, he would definitely take the time to research all about autism to try and help understand a bit better, (he would never admit it though)

doesn't tell nick or chris, thinks if you want to tell them thats your decision and you should be able to do it how you want to

if you do wanna tell them but are nervous to, he would help you with it, however he can that is.

wouldn't make it an uncomfortable topic and if you make jokes about it, would laugh and not get all weird abt it (hopefully that makes sense)

when you have new hyperfixations, whether thats a movie, show, book, music, etc.. he'd read/watch/listen to it so you guys could talk about it together

watches you ramble and thinks its super cute, even if you end up yapping for hours, he doesnt mind.

would research your hyperfixation and just say random facts about it to impress you (you're impressed i promise)

unusual eating or sleeping habits, whether thats insomnia or having trouble eating, hes there by your side through it all ↓

rubs your back until you fall asleep

makes you food

takes you out to dinner

if you happen to be self destructive, he would calmly and gently grab your hands to stop you from whatever you're doing, whether thats hitting yourself, self harm, picking at your skin etc.

always trys to put a smile on your face because i promise you this man absolutely hates when youre sad

he will do literally anything to fix your sadness, because it breaks his heart seeing you like that

TAGLIST:

@opheliaofficial07 @stargirlv0id @strniolo @annaisabookworm @theperson-nextdoor @its-jennarose @thetriplets3 @gottamakemyhatersmad @luvsturniolo

[stardustloserdoll]

anon requested this!

HEYYY IDK IF UR REQS R OPEN BUT IF THEY R COULD U MAYBE WRITE ANT JOHNNIE MAKING ZOMBIE FOR READER

zombie

“hey johnnie watcha up to.” i leaned down placing my chin on his shoulder. “just finishing up my song.” johnnie smiled. “nice! what’s it called?” johnnie grabbed a zombie figurine lifting it up “zombie?” he nodded his head and set it down.

“wanna hear some of it?” i nodded my head, and sat down on his bed. “okay it’s not good but..it’s okay.” he laughed strumming, as he prepared to sing. “blood red sheets are my favorite. i could be your greatest weakness. cause she's got me so damn nervous. i’m a zombie, baby, what's my purpose?

“i want your heart, i want your brain. and that body. cause you got me going too insane..you can’t control me, i want your heart, i want your brain. and that body.” he looked into my eyes as he sang, with a smile on his face. “cause you got me acting like a fucking zombie. like a zombie.” he finished singing “that sounds really good! i like it.” i smiled. “thanks y/n.”

i scrolled through tik tok watching whatever came on my fyp until i came across johnnie singing a snippet of his song “zombie.” i smiled and watched, looking through the comments seeing the comments saying the song was about someone.

as i scrolled down more i saw people putting my name and tagging me saying it was for sure written for me. i looked around my bed to find my earbuds and quickly went on spotfiy searching for the song, quickly pressing play.

i smiled as i listened to the song and its lyrics closely, mumbling the lyrics. hearing faint footsteps i looked up seeing johnnie walking towards me “watcha listening to.” “your song.” i smiled taking one of the earbuds off. “i saw a clip of you singing it on tik tok, and a lot of people were saying its about me. is it?” i asked pausing the song.

“yeah it is. i wanted to surprise you.” he laughed placing his hand on my thigh. “do you like it?” he asked. “i love it johnnie. do i make you act like a zombie.” i smiled leaning in, placing my forehead on his. “yeah.” he whispered kissing me.