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bts-preference · 3 days ago

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18. When he has a crush on you (part two)

Continuation of this post. Thank you to those who asked for this! I honestly feel like I could turn this into a series.

Namjoon: He did it. He read all 600 pages in preparation for your coffee date (and actually enjoyed every second it). But to his disappointment, you send him a text that morning, "Sorry, Namjoon. Something came up. Rain check?" The other members can't figure out why he sulks for days. When you are finally able to meet, you find that he is already at the cafe and has claimed a table. When he spots you, you can't help but notice the large smiles that appears on his face, making the butterflies in your stomach flutter. "Hey, (Y/N)," he says, brightly, as you approach the table. He stands to give you a hug before gesturing to sit down with him. "We need to talk about that twist at the end," he says. His copy of the book sits on the table, well-worn, dog-eared, pages resembling a rainbow with all of his highlighting.

Jin: You notice a sudden shift in his attitude towards you. Conversations and interactions with him go from being playful, warm, and flirty to distant, cold, and clinical seemingly overnight. At first, you figure he is just having a bad day but when he continues to act that way, you begin to panic. "Jin?" you finally ask, "Did I do something wrong?" "Of course not, (Y/N)," he says, shocked that you would believe such a thing, "It's just - the other day one of the members - well, that doesn't matter. But I'm sorry if I ever took my jokes too far." Now it's your turn to be shocked. "What?" you reply quickly, "You have never taken anything too far. I have had so much fun getting to know you better and hanging out with you." "Really?" he asks as his ears turn red, and he feels butterflies in his stomach.

Yoongi: The next time you see him, he invites Jin, too. "He said he was dying of boredom, and asked to tag along," Yoongi explains to you, which you readily accept, always happy to spend time with the other members. However, that was a lie. "Well?" Yoongi asks his wingman after your hangout ends. "Pathetic," Jin replies, unwilling to sugarcoat what he just witnessed, "It is so painfully obvious they like you, but you did absolutely nothing that would remotely indicate you like them back." Yoongi opens his mouth to argue back, but Jin cuts him off, "Eye contact doesn't count." A pause passes between the two of them. "So, you think they have feelings for me?" Yoongi finally questions. "Yes, you idiot," Jin replies with an arm flail and eye roll, "Just ask them out already."

Hoseok: "Wait, what is that?" you ask, causing both Hoseok and Yoongi to turn towards you, before following your gaze to a jar filled with cash, sitting on the desk in Yoongi's Genius Lab. "Oh, that's nothing," Yoongi replies, but when you don't look convinced, he adds, "I'm saving up for a - new watch?" Before you can question Yoongi about his trust in banks and other financial institutions, Hoseok is guiding you out of the room. "Hobi, where are we going? Why are you acting weird?" you ask, while suddenly becoming aware of your intertwined hands. He stops and gazes at you. "I'm sorry, (Y/N), it's been a weird few days," he explains. "Want to tell me about it?" you prod. "Maybe one day," he smiles, still not helping your confusion, "But for now, how does grabbing lunch with me sound?"

Jimin: Having planned a movie night with you, he is expecting you when he answers his door, but finds two of the members on the other side. "No," he says, sternly, trying to push Jungkook and Taehyung back out the door, "They are going to be here any second." "But we want to meet them," Taehyung pouts. "You can't keep them hidden away forever," Jungkook insists. Jimin begins to asks how they knew you would be together, but stops when they hear a fourth voice, "Jimin?" The three of them turn to look at you - Jimin's face lighting up with excitement (despite the intrusion), and Taehyung and Jungkook's faces filling with curiosity. Knowing who they are, and not wanting to make a bad first impression, you ask, without missing a beat, "We were going to have a movie night, do you want to join?"

Taehyung: As you spend more time with him, his compliments continue - which for you, continues blurring the line between believing you are just friends, and believing you could possibly - maybe - be something more. "How cute," he says, one day, watching you play with Yeontan. "I know, right?" you respond, giggling, as you toss a ball across his living room, and then watch the small dog run eagerly to fetch it. When Taehyung doesn't respond, you glance at him and find him looking back at you. "I was actually talking about you," he says. You roll your eyes, "No, I'm not." His eyes never leave you. "Yes, you are," he insists. Later on, as replay that moment in your head, you begin to convince yourself that friends don't talk to friends like that. There has to be something more.

Jungkook: He stands in your living room, waiting for you to finish getting ready for the listening party you agreed to go with him to. "Sorry for not being ready yet," you call from your bedroom. "It's no big deal, (Y/N), I was early," he replies as he continues to take in the details of your living space - his eyes scanning the books on your bookshelves; the paintings on the walls; the albums sitting in a milk crate by your couch. Everything is just so, you. "I think I'm good to go," you say, breathlessly, breaking him away from this thoughts. He turns and looks at you, a large smile spreading across his face. "Wow, you look really pretty," he says. You flush, his gaze suddenly making you feel shy. "Thanks, JK," you say, and then adding before you can stop yourself, "You do, too."

Author's Note: By the way, sorry for my inconsistent posting. I've really had a lot of fun since starting this blog, but I've also been really going through it lately. Everything that could go wrong, has - I even had to give up my tickets to see Jin at the end of this month. This coming week, I am hoping to write more/post more.

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kryptznnn · 2 days ago

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♡/♛- It's Been A While [V]

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➸ INTERESTS; -mha!shouta aizawa x quirk-using!freader

➸ BACKGROUND; - after an attack at the high school you studied in, you were requested by your work firm and the firm of that school to work as a teacher there for extra security, incase an attack were to occur again to protect the students (and teachers). Unfortunately, it won't be as easy as you expected when you rekindle with old friends, and a specific someone.

➸ WARNINGS; - roughly 5k, smut, p in v, toxic relationship mentions, therapy, breakups, hookups, sexual encounter, kissing, heat of the moment, etc.

➸a.i; - 🌸my main navigation. IM SO SORRY FOR THIS LATE UPDATE WTFFF it’s been like 10 months 💔💔 so sorry. back and better then ever ik this might seem horribly rushed but i promise ill update within the week (or month)

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♡/♛- It's Been A While [IV]

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It’s been a full week, tossing, turning, driving, and working. There was no stop to what you were doing and exhausted wasn’t even the word you’d use to explain what you’ve gone through.

It’s also been a full week since you had a full conversation with Shouta, especially about what happened between the two of you.

You had acted like it hadn’t bothered you, which wasn’t the case, but you were too busy to genuinely sit and think of it, or think of ways to apologizing and speak to him again.

Hopping back and forth between therapy, the agency, and UA was a headache, there would be days were you’d go all day without eating just to end up being too tired to eat once you get back to your new ‘home’.

Either that or you’d stay up late at night looking at new places to move into, wanting to leave everything behind you as soon as possible.

It was saddening to look back on honestly, no matter who in the agency or at school would invite you into their group out to go drinking or partying you’d decline.

Your answer was always along the lines of “I’m too busy and have no time”, and before someone could push or pry into your business you had already turned around with the click of your heels and skipped off.

Thankfully the only relief you had received was that your time within the working of UA was nearly over, as more pro-hero’s and teachers were soon to be added to the upcoming semester. Just one more month and half the weight of your shoulders would be deduced.

Therapy was a major help also, you didn’t have to worry yourself entirely of attacks and trauma haunting you daily, the visits of them becoming less and less until you expected them all to be gone. It wouldn’t be the best idea to be taking the medication you’ve been prescribed anyways with your now bad eating habits.

Things weren’t perfect but they were smooth, nothing terrible had happened and no major attacks had occurred or come into light, you were okay. As long as you could keep things stable and pushing for now everything would be fine.

You couldn’t deny the uneasiness in your chest whenever you were driving back to the house, especially studying the hours of when Shouta would be home.

By the time you’d finish working for the day and head back he wouldn’t be there, and by the time you prepped yourself to head out to the agency he’d return.

Embarrassing enough it seemed the tension between the two of you was visible, especially within the halls or the teacher lounge.

It hadn’t helped that your classes were just down the hall from one another, so no matter if your door was open you would constantly see him at his.

It was awkward, and that’s just an easy way of putting it. You weren’t sure why but you felt like a wave of anxiety wash over you whenever his name or something that reminded you of him was around.

At first you’d let it get to you, but eventually you realized how badly it was effecting your work, so you swallowed it.

Just because you ignore something doesn’t mean it’ll go away forever, it’ll just come back twice as strong. You wanted to focus on the issue, figure out the right words to come forth and apologize the right way, but you didn’t know what to do.

Was it better to say what you think he’d like to hear or what’s actually on your mind. Regardless of what you say or how things end up you’d be eaten by anxiety regardless.

Maybe the best solution was to just find another place to live in and leave his life for good.

And that’s exactly what you planned on doing, like right now when you had come home way later than expected, going over to your old apartment and packing whatever else was left in there in your trunk.

You took a deep breath and shook off all nerves that were gnawing at you before putting the key into the door and turning the knob.

As you had done several times before, you hadn’t raised your head, keeping it hung low and paying attention to the small scuffs of dirt on your shoes as you closed and locked the door.

Your music was louder than usual, hopefully not too loud to catch onto others attention, but yet again they’re playing in your earphones for your entertainment, so you try not to care entirely.

You make a sharp right turn, walking down into the hallway and opening the door to your room, placing your work bag down on your bed before removing your coat with a sigh.

You sat on your bed and debated what you should do, talk to him tonight and let him know what was in store for the week, or wait until the last day.

It would be easier to talk to him today and get everything over with, so it was decided. It wasn’t easy, because as soon as you stepped out of your room it seemed as it all of the vessels in your body were attempting to pull you back.

The walk towards the dining room was agonizingly long, you had even paused your music and removed your headphones, making things worse in your case.

It felt as if you were walking across a dessert of silence, the faint sounds of muffled laughter from what you assumed was the TV grew louder as your steps became quicker.

It didn’t seem like the silence was hurting now, and you didn’t even have to think of an alternative of Shouta not being home, because you knew by this time he was, especially because the lights of the room were on and he was obviously watching TV.

The floor felt so cold, even through your thick socks, making your pace even quicker to get to your desired destination.

No matter how much you tried to ignore the bursting feeling in your stomach and chest it was obvious how bad your anxiety was.

If anything the entire look was probably plastered all over your face. It was definitely something no one could prepare you for, not even wiki how.

It would probably taint your search history with something so stupid. ‘How to tell your ex you’re moving out after making out with each other last week?’ yeah it sounded even dumber reciting it in your head, but it made you chuckle a bit, relieving some nerves.

Unfortunately those nerves went right back into action once your chuckle alarmed Shouta, making him whip his head over in your direction before turning his attention back to the television.

You frowned a bit, keeping your head down and fists clenched before making your way over to his side, sitting on the opposite side of the couch.

“I wanted to talk to you..” you longed, looking at the TV then back to him, watching as he used the remote to mute the TV and turning his head to you. He only looked at you, his eyes longing for your response with a look off sorrow in his eyes.

It was almost the same look he wore on his face years ago when you had planned to break up with him, crazily enough he had already knew before you told him, but it still didn’t help the pain he felt. Now he had to relive the entire thing over and over again.

“I know we haven’t been on the best terms all week, and I really am sorry for it all, but I didn’t want to make things awkward or anything without thanking you for letting me stay here for the time being, it-“

“You’re leaving.” He spoke, cutting you off, his tone was flat, hardly making his question actually sound like one, more of a statement or command. Thankfully you knew him well enough to know that’s not how it was meant to come out, you only nodded in response.

“I’ve found a new apartment to move into, and it’s more secure than my last. It’s also closer to the agency so I have a little more time on my hands.

It’s not a secured deal yet, but I’ve completely moved out of my last apartment and I can’t bombard your home so..” You spoke, nodding your head to yourself as you spoke as a way to agree with your choice in words.

There was a deafening silence for a moment, you stole several glances at Shouta, who only sat up now, adjusting himself onto the couch before turning to you fully.

You only looked away, placing your hands flat out onto your lap and patting them softly as if playing hand drums to soothe yourself.

“And you have to leave in order to find a better place for work.” He said, folding his arms as he thought to himself, earning an approving hum from you.

“Yes, it might be easier for me that way, I think the only downside is that it’s farther from the school and my therapy appointments, but it’s nothing but extra gas money.” You said, your eyes not leaving your lap as you now began to pick at the skin around your thumb.

“But do you want to leave here?” He asked subtly, now moving closer to you on the couch. You only blinked a couple of times before glancing over to the side slightly before turning back to your lap, swallowing harshly.

You made sure to take in his question, at least to a certain extent before daring to answer. It was a good question to be fair, you weren’t sure what you wanted.

You knew you couldn’t stay here forever, that much was true, but maybe a part of you fantasized about it after living here for a while.

You enjoyed your time with Shouta and everyone else from your childhood prior, you didn’t want to just move far away to see everyone less and focus more on the agency. Although you enjoy helping and working for those in need of it, it didn’t necessarily mean you enjoyed doing all of it.

“I don’t have a choice and it really doesn’t matter whether I’d like too or not. The agency needs me and after what I’ve made you go through i’d be surprised if you’d want me around still..” You spoke, now straightening yourself out.

An odd silence was shared between the two of you again, this time shorter than last before you cut it down. It seemed strange to you to say the least, he hadn’t seemed angry at you, more upset or confused.

Honestly if the roles were reversed you might’ve hated him with a burning passion, but when he looks at you with that face it’s hard to keep the contact.

It makes you weak mostly, not with confusion or love but guilt, guilty for how you ended things and guilty for leaving things on edge last week.

“I’m really sorry, about… last week, I didn’t mean to hurt you.” You confessed, now placing your hands down at your sides onto the cushions, turning to look at Shouta.

“Is that why you’re too afraid to look at me?” He asked, now leaning his head closer to you in attempt to get you to make eye contact with him. You jolted slightly at the movement as you watched him, your eyes flickering away and back to the TV.

“It’s not fear, It’s…. guilt” you paused before turning to him again. His eyes never left your face before locking onto your own. He opened his mouth to say something, but no words came out, so he shut it and just stared.

You weren’t sure when or how it happened but the two of you were now closer, no longer hovering on either corner of the couch but now side by side in the center of it. Your eyes never left his and his never left yours.

“If I tell you I forgive you, will it be enough to make you stay?” He spoke softly, his voice dripping with sincerity and curiosity. If you had to push it you’d think maybe it was laced with vulnerability instead.

You sat and thought to yourself for a bit, turning your head to look away from him as his head still faced you. His breathing a little heavier before as you felt it tickle your shoulder.

Before you were able to conjure a response for his question he brought his hands up to your hair, brushing it off of your shoulder behind your ear to your back.

“I need you to stay with me..” he breathed and he watched as you shuddered at his words. You made reference to repeat the word ‘need’ in your mind over and over again, Shouta had rarely used that word even during your time together when you dated as teenagers.

He purposely hadn’t used the word want or like, he used need. He needed you and you weren’t sure how to even respond to it. Immediately you shot up from where you were sitting, furrowing your brows as you frowned.

“I can’t, we can’t do this. You have work at UA and I won’t be there for much longer, and I have to return back to the agency full time.” You said, looking off to the side so you wouldn’t have to see his hurt look.

“Why are you pushing me away.” Was all he said as he stood up beside you, tossing the remote back to the couch. You only hung your head low before eyeing him, your eyes burning as they threatened to let tears slip.

You only stood in silence, contemplating what to do or what to say to him. However or whatever you would’ve said wouldn’t have been as easy as your therapist had told you, that much was evident.

He only studied your expression with a frown, wondering why and how things had gotten as bad as they had now. "You've been pushing me away and shutting me out since after we graduated as teenagers. Whatever the reason was it was enough to make you breakup with me." He said, attempting to earn a reaction out of you, which failed.

"This was a bad idea, I'm sorry for bothering you." You protested, folding your arms as you made your way out of the living room and towards your bedroom.

It wasn't a second later you heard Shouta's footsteps follow soon behind you, as if moving faster than usual.

As soon as you made way towards your door to step into your room he was behind you, his energy seeming to blend into yours.

You turned swiftly, only to be caught off guard by his lips smashing into yours, your body immediately responding as you kissed him back, your arms wrapping around the back of his neck.

He nearly immediately slammed shut your bedroom door from behind him before focusing his full attention on you.

You were quick to wrap your legs around his waist as he deepened the kiss, your tongues entwining with one another.

“Shouta” you said to him, watching his every move. He only hummed in response and kissed your palm as you made your way on top of him, straddling him now.

His other hand made its way to your lower back, now keeping you in place as his kisses traveled higher, from your palm to your arm and now your shoulder, not removing his eyes from yours.

You looked away nervously, feeling a familiar tingle in your lower belly, you knew exactly what he was doing.

He soon placed his hand from your lower back onto the back of your neck, slowly bringing your head down to kiss him passionately. It felt nice, he felt nice, you couldn’t complain, nor could you just turn or look away from him, you were captivated by him.

You were the first to pull away, your breathing heavy as you looked at him, he still kept his hand on the back of your head.

He only pushed your head back for your lips to connect yet again, but not kissing the same as before. It was wet and sloppy, your tongues practically fighting-

no,

Dancing with one another, and it only made the weak feeling within your lower belly stronger as he moved his hands, now gripping both sides of your hips as he kissed you eagerly.

You quickly pulled away, covering your mouth and wiping out of embarrassment as a small line of saliva dripped from it and down to your chin.

The two of you began to work together frantically, removing any bit of clothing that separated the two of you from being skin to skin. Clothes became friends with the floor for the time being as he unclipped your bra from behind.

Now seated in the middle of the bed you two shared he began to kiss your skin above your collarbone while you grinded on him, both of you partially clothed and breathing heavily.

He had gone to bed with nothing but his boxers on, but now he was threatening to take them off in one quick move, unable to bear the teasing anymore.

His hands roamed your body, teasing your nipples through your top as you mewled softly, grabbing his wrist softly as you guided his hand lower to your now wet spot on your underwear.

Throughout the time of your twos dirty work not a word was spoken to one another, well, barely.

You had known each other’s bodies well enough and exactly what you craved, Shouta knew this and quickly got to work, unbuttoning the one small button that was practically ready to burst out from his erection, letting it spring out free.

When you moved back a little to look at it, it looked like he was in pain. Like painfully hard, honestly this wasn’t the first time, but it was sweet seeing how you had him this intense every time, he never seized to amaze you.

He began to tug at your underwear, to which you got off the bed, standing up as he watched your every move.

You bent over, hooking your thumbs into the hems of your underwear where they sat nice and pretty on your hips, shimmying a little as you pulled them all the way down to your ankles and stepped out of them.

You slowly made your way back onto the bed and on top of Shouta once again, who only looked at you in awe, and maybe hunger.

You only cupped your hands on both of his cheeks before kissing him again, this time he kept a hand on your hip as another one found its way to your core.

He cupped it softly as you jolted slightly, feeling his middle finger brush against your clit. He smiled into the kiss, placing his thumb over your clit and rubbing it gently, feeling the vibrations of you grunting and moaning in his mouth.

You pulled away, keeping a hand over your mouth yet again and his own mouth as you felt him insert a finger inside you.

Immediately pushing up into you as far as he could, watching as your shivered slightly, and removed your hand from his mouth, moaning into your hand.

He soon removed his hand from your hip and grabbed your wrist, removing your hand from your mouth and kissed your palm yet again.

Within a short period of time, you felt an immense amount of pressure build up inside of you, making you immediately want to shut your legs. It was surprisingly keen how well the two of you moved with one another when you'd been away for so long.

He chuckled to himself slightly as he stuck his tongue out, teasing you and watching as your back arched before sucking on your nipples and inserting another finger.

You quickly grabbed onto his shoulders, now riding his fingers as you were trying your best to reach your high and quickly, knowing he wouldn’t let you cherish this bliss moment for long.

He soon began to lick your upper torso, the sweat beads that rolled off your body were his to consume, as if your entire body was a drug he was high on.

It was as if you had jinxed it because just seconds before you were ready to cum, he quickly removed his fingers from within you, keeping his thumb on your clit and coming to a full stop in movement. Before you were even able to stop your moans and begin your whining and protests, he aligned his cock with your entrance.

Without warning or count, he quickly thrust himself inside, halting and burying himself within your chest as he moaned along with you, your nails now digging deeper into his shoulders.

You had completely forgotten how vocal Shouta was, damn near as vocal as you, and you loved every moment of it.

“No condom?” You gasped, now playing with his hair as he kept his head between year breasts, slowly moving inside you. He only shook his head slightly, bringing his head back up and looking you in the eyes and kissing you.

"You don't know how long, I've waited for this." He groaned, dipping his head down before moaning into your flesh, making you shiver.

You attempted to bounce back on him while he thrusted into you, just for him to wrap both of his arms tightly around your bottom and thrust into you even harder.

Now repeating his earlier actions and sucking on your nipples, watching as you unraveled within his arms, only getting more turned on by the sight. His mouth now moved to your neck, giving you several hickeys and wet sloppy kisses.

As he quickened his pace you tapped his chest lightly, feeling the same blissful feeling as before coming back.

Your lower abdomen feeling as if it was floating while the rest of your body was hot and shaking. He only smiled, taking this as the most perfect time to tease you.

Your eyes rolled to the back of your head for only a moment, soon after you came down, your breathing ragged. His thrusts had now slowed down, becoming sloppier than before as he began to breath heavier, his orgasm not far behind from yours.

As verbal as he was before he wasn’t that way now, focused on reaching his orgasm as he screwed his eyes shut, taking deep breaths.

As your head rested on his shoulder you too began to moan aloud and grunt softly, his thrusts overstimulating you as you had just come down from your orgasm.

You quickly began to clench around his cock, attempting to make him reach his high sooner, which worked.

He buried his face alongside your side as he huffed, muttering a series of words, words of praise if you will, before completely reaching his orgasm.

His last thrust sent shivers down your spine as he came inside of you, not leaving a single drop to waste, staying inside of you for a moment before pulling out and kissing your shoulder.

“Are you alright?” He asked, as you pulled away, looking at him and smiling, nodding to him as you brushed his hair away from his face, that had to stuck to his temple from his sweat.

He smiled softly at you, seeing your tired expression and actions before sitting upright in the mess of sheets between the two of you.

"I'll run a bath for us." He said, standing now as he caressed your back softly as you laid nude on your belly. His touch was tender, soft, no matter how warm or hot he felt against you from the intimate moment you just shared.

"Okay" you replied tiredly, not feeling the will to move as you kept your body still. As you watched him leave shivers ran down your spine, glancing at his nude body and previous injury that seemed to have healed well as it left a scar.

You heard slight movement and clicking, then water flowing from the bathroom beside your bedroom. Soon enough Shouta arrived back at your bedroom and came over to your side, coddling you.

Soon the two of you made your way towards the bath and entered after one another and relaxed for a while.

As you two laughed and bathed one another in short comings. Enjoying one another’s company felt pleasing, it felt like home.

A satisfied sigh escaped your lips as you smiled. The two of you were embracing one another before he spoke.

“So, now are you going to tell me what’s going on with you?”

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cupidchaes · 3 days ago

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†　　　 𓈒　( R̲O̲C̲K̲ WITH JENNIE! ) ꨄ︎ gf headcanons

我 ⸼ ࣪ ✿ ◌ ۪ contents. kim jennie x fem! reader, gf! jennie headcanons, sfw ( 🤍 ) though a few suggestive ones are marked!

ꨄ︎ . forever standing on the firm belief that jennie is sooo touchstarved 😵‍💫😵‍💫 i feel like she'd be such a waist holder, not even suggestively but just like.. as comfort? especially in public places, because she feels like a steady hand always calms you down (& it's a subtle way to check up on you here and there) also hand on your thigh 24/7 but that's a convo for another day..

ꨄ︎ . examples include: hand rubbing on the small of your back, fingers tucked into your back pocket (and squeezing your ass sometimes then looking around like 'who done it'), and you could be doing something completely normal like ordering coffee and her fingers are slipping under your sweater to rub slow circles on your waist like it’s a reflex 🧎‍♀️oh i could never survive.

ꨄ︎ . gf! jennie who spoils you rottennnn. that's sugga mami right there! will get you anything that she associates with you, or that you even expressed the littlest intrest in. also, ALWAYS. pays for you during dinner dates. UUUUHHH

ꨄ︎ . gf! jennie calls you every affectionate nickname under the sun, baby, angel, my pretty girl, honey etc. etc. and i gets like 10 times worse when she's drunk..

ꨄ︎ . i'd argue she's secretly the jealous type. not in a controlling way, but like… if someone else makes you smile a lil too hard, she’s immediately slinking her arm around your waist and giving you a lil kiss on the cheek. definetly won't get verbal, no words spoken but will absolutly act upon the feeling. and you can ALWAYSSS tell when she's jealous.

ꨄ︎ . gf!jennie who probably. most likely. has a whole burner account just for pictures of you. or the both of you (but mostly you), and jen posts on there like every 2 days!! her friends are so SICKKK of it. can't watch a single story without seeing two fags on the screen

ꨄ︎ . big fan of you sitting on her lap. if you climb into her space, her hands go straight to your thighs. will tease you about it in front of others like “she’s so clingy today” (like babe??? u pulled me onto you???) but actually loves every second of it. especially when your arms wrap around her shoulders. it feels so intimate and loving.

ꨄ︎ . (suggestive) gets really really giggly when she’s turned on. like kisses turn her into such a mess. she’ll start off teasing and smug, and then one single dom! action from your side and suddenly she’s laughing into your mouth, going, “stop ittt—” as if she doesn’t want more 😭 it's rly cute

ꨄ︎ . (suggestive) wears lingerie just to hang out with you in private. like “this? oh, it’s new. do you like it?” while twirling around the living room like a hot loserrr. she wants you to lose your mind over her but pretend you’re the perv. very entertaining.

ꨄ︎ . gf!jennie who baby talks the dogs AND you. it’s humiliating. she says stuff like “does my baby want snacks??” and you say yes and she goes “not you. i meant the dog 🙄” and she somehow gets you everytime??? honestly, sigh.

ꨄ︎ . (suggestive) ass slapper!!!!!!

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unholylexic · 13 hours ago

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flower crowns

sylus x gender neutral reader. super short drabble. fluff with a light angst. second person pov, no y/n. transfem sylus with she/her pronouns. flower crown making. brief dragon sylus via memories. not beta read or really proofread

wc : 651

ive had this in my drafts since before sylus’ birthday banner was even announced im way too behind in all my writing project honestly. divider credit

No matter how many years it would ever take, Sylus would always remember laying beside them in that field.

It was something so soft and unheard of that it forever stood out in her memory. It wasn’t real. That was the most fragile part. None of it was. It wasn’t real and it mattered all the same, a shared fantasy between the two of them. A beautiful dream, that was wistful and haunting to remember what it was like.

You would cup her almost crudely made hands in your own carefully, showing her with precision how to make a flower crown, weaving each flower between each of them, making necklaces and bracelets, crowns and tucking stray flowers between her scales. Regardless of how bastardized, gnarled hands could still be gentle. You’d show her.

Perhaps the many who had come to her 108 times to make attempts upon her life would find it pathetic. A dragon of her capabilities reduced to something more gentle and affectionate. A flower crown atop her head and the gentle warmth of a weight, leaned into her chest.

But the one who made an attempt on her life that truly mattered understood. Soft meadows rustling in the breeze, and the rougher plants were scratching across your ankles when you ran through them. But you didn’t feel the sting, and that’s how you knew it wasn’t real.

Somewhere across time and life spans, universe and life itself there was the N109 Zone. Where Sylus lay out on her bed, and just in every lifetime, you were with her too.

She reached up to cup your face, it was a lazy contentedness.

“I have a vase of flowers down the hall that’s going to start wilting any day now,” she remarked softly. She started adding flowers in vases amongst the base ever since you had started visiting. Everything felt so much more lived in the more nights you spent there. You seemed to seep into the very seams of the base, but it went further it always seemed. “I’ve seen many different beautiful ways to make flower crowns with them. Do you know how to make them?” It was a gentle prodding at such a touchy subject. Something so sickeningly sweet in her mind but was tainted sour with reality.

And you could only try your hardest to wrack your brain, something about this felt so awfully familiar, but it came back almost entirely blank. “I haven’t gotten to make them with those kinds of flowers before,” you said in conclusion.

“You know how to though?”

“I think so. I don’t remember how or when but I remember making flower crowns once for someone. That must have been a very long time ago.”

Your fingers scratched idly at her scalp, she had been growing out her hair a bit, it was soft under your palms and her eyes drifted shut lazily with a hum, she could feel the tears pricking in her eyes. Everything was so close and yet so far. “That sounds nice.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah. That sounds beautiful.”

“Sylus?” You would ask quietly after a moment.

“Mhm?”

“We should find a meadow out of the N109 Zone. There are some beautiful ones with so many different kinds of flowers. We could make a picnic out of it.” It was randomly said, but it was spoken from somewhere deep inside. A seemingly random request but it didn’t come from thin air, it was gently dislodged from the heart, placed into your hands.

“If that’s what you’d like, then of course,” she said softly, taking your hand in hers, kissing the palm of your hand with gentle practiced movement, as if she’s done it a million times before, right before placing your hand over the area near her steadily beating heart. Even when it ached in a way that couldn’t be fixed, only you could truly ever touch her there.

#my writing #fanfic #lads #sylus love and deepspace #tfem sylus #lads sylus #lads x reader #lads x you #x reader #my post #short one shot #one shot #fluff fic #love and deepspace x reader #sylus x reader #love and deepspace sylus #love and deepspace

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sysig · 2 months ago

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Do not separate them /threatening (Patreon)

#Doodles #Clinical Trial #Damned #Lee Smith #Angel Martinez #I'm never escaping these grasps and that's by design and I could not be happier about it #Perfect framing 10/10 no notes - shelf life of infinity #Changed forever and dragging all of my darlings in with me <3 #Obviously I had to make cards for them! With the fun I have in this space and they're already medically themed? It's too perfect #I might push Angel's age a year or so older - I don't think it's ever confirmed how long it's been since they dropped out?#But they'd've been 19-20 at that point - I could see them going through a few part time jobs in another couple years #Nice thing with Damned at least is that the Exacts can get fudgey hehe - does this refer to the actual person or the body they inhabit!#Though with humans through-and-through - same lifespans no alien equivalents haha - there's not as much of an excuse #Same with Lee honestly I could see him going either way - younger or older but not by much especially of younger #But he was still living at home up to a year before everything! Nonlinear life paths #It's all so interesting and I love timelines <3 #Also the fact that if Angel /is/ actually 22....and they were born in 1987......#And my favoured year of Damned is 2009......................#Look I'm just saying #Also one of the commenters on Ch. 1 mentioned that their ''real'' names are very reminiscent of several from FAITH: The Unholy Trinity #That wasn't intentional but I honestly kinda love it lol ♪ I just picked names at random but they ended up matching! Wow!#I fully believe the Institute could can will and would make silly references like that hehe <3 The players? Yes sure but for Lore Reasons!#Angel turning up at the Institute would be the Worst because like - they're literally just a human they have no powers or weapons #Not from the far-flung future not an exceptional figure from the past just - a little guy lol #But then if Lee teamed up with them - they're basically untouchable #He's learned his lesson he's not gonna let them out of his sight and he's clearly proven to be very skilled in uhm #Dispatching threats let's say lol #It'd be such fun structure! Two players effectively acting as a unit! I love duos so so soooo much....#Angel gets in trouble and then Lee threads in and takes over and then they get the scene to themselves ah <3 #Lee gets to earn his place next to them over and over ♪ Trial by combat

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hadesknockedupintheunderworld · 10 months ago

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Between Sonic and Tails, who do you think would end up confessing their feelings first?

Good question. Definitely depends upon the iteration and context, but for the most part (at least in my head) getting either of them to confess (and in some cases even ruminate on their feelings and admit to themselves the nature of them) is hard

Like, for example, I personally think that game!Sonic (and post sgw Archie Sonic and IDW Sonic) kind of take Tails' presence for granted in a way. To them, it will always be the two of them (Sonic and Tails). The ideal future is that they keep on hanging out and still fight side by side sometimes and that even if Sonic goes it alone he can always come back from his adventures to chill with Tails or crash at his place. In other words, in Sonic's fantasies of the future, things like getting married or raising families or anything like that are just kind of tacked on as something that will just kind of be true at best and ignored at worst. If he even considers a future where things are a bit different because Tails is together™ with someone, to him it's only natural that Tails would be in his life the same way and nothing would really change. And so to that end, even if Sonic DOES realize his own feelings, he probably wouldn't see any good reason to confess. It would make things more complicated, especially if Tails doesn't share those feelings, and he doesn't have to worry anyways because Tails will always prioritize the two of them and be at his side, right?

And then it's even worse for versions of Sonic more akin to, say, pre sgw Archie Sonic. This is because in addition to the already existing unwillingness to change things and the assumption that he doesn't ever have to worry about no longer being the center of Tails' world (or a major figure in it at least), there is some palpable internalized homophobia within that hedgehog with an added complexity. For Archie Sonic in particular, I think even if he realized that he wanted to even be with Tails forever in a strictly non brothers fashion, he would feel mixed feelings about that (perhaps that coming out about it would ruin things or make things weird, or that getting together with Tails at any point would deprive him of "normalcy", or that he'd pressured Tails into it, or even just weird or a bit creepy).

As for Tails, I actually think that most iterations of him have figured their feelings out by this point. In all honesty, there's only so long you can go on fixating on someone and admiring them, and structuring your life around them before you realize your "I want to be with them" isn't just about simply admiring them. It's just that Tails' main obstacle to me is the avoidance of ruining anything.

On one hand, there's Sonic's avoidance to being tied down. We've seen time and time again Sonic rejecting people who pursue him openly or looking uncomfortable with them. Archie Sonic in particular made it clear that this version of Sonic couldn't stand the idea of not being able to freely be himself or adventure. He couldn't stand the idea of having to tie himself down and taking on extra responsibilities and expectations simply because he's with someone. I can see Tails being afraid that by confessing, he could scare Sonic away. If he happened to confess and Sonic thought Tails meant to stifle him or Sonic felt uncomfortable by that open expression, wouldn't that risk their relationship? Even if Sonic wouldn't go so far as to drop him as a best friend (which he never would do that for the record), there's still real fear in making things weird or different between himself and Sonic.

And that feeds right into the other hand. On the other hand, Sonic probably doesn't see him that way, right? Though Sonic is special to him and Sonic also cares for him back, at best Sonic has never thought about it and never will, or he just wouldn't feel the same (in Tails' eyes). With Archie Tails in particular, even if Tails gets over his own interlized homophobia about it and recognizes his feelings for what they are, he probably feels that there's no way to be anything different than a brother to Sonic, and thus confessing would be a terrible move. If Tails confesses and Sonic doesn't feel the same, it also runs the risk of making things weird between them or (in Tails' eyes) ruining it.

All this to say that my general opinion is that as long as things stay exactly the way they are forever, even if they start spending even more time together, I find it hard to believe either of the two will opt into confessing on purpose

But, with that being said, a confession is not an impossibility. I don't think either of the two are immune to being put in a position where they finally confess (and no, with the state of things for them, simply saying "I love you" will not count as a confession). And if we barred situations where like. They're literally about to die or one can do anything they like without the other (or themselves) remembering the outcome, I actually can give you an answer

And honestly, if one of them had to confess eventually, I believe it would probably end up being Sonic.

Why? Well, out of the two, Tails actually sits back and thinks about his emotions more often than not. I think even before he figured out the exact nature of his feelings he knew he felt very strongly for Sonic. But, no matter which media you're touching upon, I feel as if Tails fits into that archetype of "person who has been in love with their best friend since literally forever, but knows their best friend will never feel the same". The longer Tails ruminates on these feelings, the stronger he feels them, the more he watches Sonic (especially as someone who cares about plenty of people other than him), the more time he spends with Sonic, the less incentivized he feels to actually confess. Especially if Sonic would never feel the same, the best Tails can hope for is that things stay the same between them and Sonic never replaces his role.

Or in short, Tails is so in his head about it at this point, it's very hard to convince him that confessing is ever a good idea or necessary.

But while Tails is more obviously attached to Sonic, Sonic is much less obviously attached to Tails and other people as a whole. With him being "free as the wind" and the kind of figure he is, he kind of benefits from having the persona of a guy who doesn't need his friends but (nevertheless) can be assisted by them. He probably seems cool for being so strong and independent while equally caring that people live. But this doesn't mean Sonic doesn't have attachments (far from it). Rather, for Sonic, his attachments to others seem to naturally grow. And the more time he spends with them, the more he grows used to their presence. And especially with someone like Tails, who has been around as his companion the longest, he doesn't sit around long enough to consider that Tails would ever leave his side. Once he grows used to that person, he doesn't have to recognize his attachment or even think about the nature of his own feelings because it is and always has been whatever it is. So, in other words, even if he becomes more and more reliant on the fact that Tails will always be around or that Tails will always assist him, he doesn't have to admit more than "This is what our best friendship is. This is what it's like"

All of this is to say that while my idea of present Tails would be trying to do anything in his power to stay with Sonic (as long as Sonic is willing of course), even if that means never confessing the exact nature of his feelings for the hedgehog, Sonic isn't already thinking about these things. This means that while Tails has very few pathways to confession, Sonic has plenty!...if you scare him well enough.

For example, Idw Sonic has been more clearly spending more time with Tails (even baseline just. Crashing at his place more often) after the metal virus arc. Couple this with post neo metal incident 2 electric boogaloo idw Sonic who just wants to have a break and live peacefully for a minute, this is a Sonic who has become scared enough to want to indulge in spending more time with Tails. I also think that post Sonic Prime Sonic is also a version of him who would start to spend more time with Tails than before after having already lost him and having to deal with the Tails shaped hole in his life once.

So, if you got a Sonic to the point where he'd fully accepted his feelings and he felt like confessing them would be necessary to secure the future he wants, then he'd confess. Honestly, the easiest way I'd see this going about would be a story where Tails is framed as leaving him to go do something or be somewhere else, away for Sonic, possibly indefinitely, or if Sonic actually has to spend enough time without Tails after initially telling himself his own feelings wouldn't matter so long as Tails is happy wherever he is. But, if it came down to confessing being something that might actually bring Sonic to his desired future (especially if Tails rejecting him is no different from prolonging the separation they already have if he says nothing), then I think he could work up the courage to do it.

And in the end...I think it has to be Sonic. Although I on occasion enjoy fantasizing about moments where Tails can't take it anymore and confesses, only for Sonic to realize his own feelings in the process, I think that Sonic would have to be the one who confesses his feelings/wishes for the future for Tails to even believe that his pipe dreams are a possibility. I think it's Sonic who would need to pull Tails out of his head, because the probability that Tails works up the courage to confess is more unlikely.

So...yeah. In my head, Sonic is driven to a point where he confesses and pulls Tails out of his head about it.

#sonic the hedgehog #tails the fox #miles tails prower #sontails #unbreakable bond #i just be ramblin #flashoneonetwo interview #long post #In all honesty #I think what's most likely for them (best case at least) is a kind of future where they're more domestic partners who also go on adventures #than anything #Or basically...things are kind of as they are now they've just been growing closer still?#And without intervention or conflict in the form of moving on or adding other people to the mix that may replace the other's standing in #their lives any way‚ I can honestly see them never truly confessing or recognizing their relationship for what it is #But then again perhaps if the stars aligned and they borderline had a married with kids relationship and Sonic started joking about them #being together only to realize the truth™ then maybe a confession is in order?#Yeah.#On the bright side‚ even if they never confess‚ at least the two of them could be happy and also be happy and content being as they are as #best friends as long as they're by each other's sides and have each other's back forever #And with this as a possibility‚ even I would not be sad if there wasn't an outright confession #After all...who needs words when you're living your truest life without them?#Anywho #Thank you so much for the ask!#I must admit that I initially was gonna talk about different iterations of them and how a confession may go‚ but in the end I ended up #explaining my sort of collective sontails thoughts/the general interpretations I have of them #While it is my interpretation/opinion at the end of the day though it does touch my heart that you'd want to know😂😊#If you do end up having any other questions pertaining to these two and my opinions/readings or anything else‚ do always feel free to shoot #me another ask!!😊

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