#i knew immediately from his tone though he wasn't complimenting me

[quaranmine]

I also managed to piss off a guy today on the way to work just by wearing a light blue dress shirt. Very unintentionally, mind you. I didn't choose the color on purpose, I just own a lot of it (my phone case and purse are also both light blue, and I pair a fair bit of my workwear with navy.)

He was like, "You have a lot of color coordination today." Not in a friendly way.

Me, startled because I didn't expect to be spoken to: Oh! Thanks :)

He immediately glared at me, rolled his eyes, and got off the train since we were rolling into the next stop. I think I pissed him off by taking it like a compliment when he was trying to insult me lmao (by assuming a light blue dress shirt with brown slacks and a silk neck scarf is....a political statement? maybe?) Like whatever he was trying to do just immediately backfired when I acted cluelessly pleasant in return.

[ancientgoddessofegypt]

Cleopatra's Secret.

The Ways Of The Wise Woman. Beauty Secrets Of The Nile.

Cleopatra was an empress, a goddess, a mystic woman. She was a lady who knew how to attract the flow of abundance to her.

Cleopatra knew all about beauty and how to keep them strong, powerful and vibrant. To this day, we still don't know everything she has done to be known as the beauty queen she is today.

In my own years, I have found a liking to her. There are moments in my own life, where I feel as though there is a connection of some sort. Im pretty good at taking understanding to the vibration of certain goddesses and queens from past generations. Sometimes they come with a message. Others, like cleopatra, come with divine guidance.

In this reading, I will bless others with a truth that all of us have come to learn, and are still trying to accept.

The first thing is this:

The beauty standard isn't real. Beauty is not something outside of the self. It is always in you, first. Everything else comes as a source of inspiration from the Goddess. You are not only beautiful because the entire world says that you are, that is merely the flesh. It is the vibration, the energy you put in to your work to obtain beauty, and the luxury you have into keeping it.

Cleopatra's secret is that of self-love, and knowing what works for her & using that to her advantage. Especially with her hair.

The thing's that I would like to mention is this, You guys have to want to see it for yourselves. See it in you, first, and the guidance of what works for your body-mind-soul comes right after.

So I have a story I would like to talk about, on what even made me speak about this. One day I was out with one of my favorite looks, but I had to pin it up because it was too much for me. Usually I love it in a ponytail, but today not so much.

Tell me why the entire day I had got nothing but compliments on my hair! My hair! My hair my hair! That's all I kept hearing. And sure I was flattered, but I noticed there was a different vibe coming in when it came to the hair and how everyone gawked at it. People stopped and stared, one asked for a picture, some would just come up to me telling me how beautiful I looked. I was shocked, because again. I wasn't vibing with my hair like this fully.

Not only did they compliment my hair, they complimented the outfit as everything went together (the hair color had matched the dress). And someone even said i looked like a painting, another an empress.

With all the beautiful compliments, It was like they seen a ghost. All jokes. But you catch my drift right?

I had a full day out an about, so the entire day I got tones of compliments, my final compliment of the night is what inspired me to write this when a guy tells me that my hair reminded him of 'cleopatra'.

I said huh? Cleo? Lol.

And of course it was all love. Just jokes.

My hair wasn't even in braids, which is why I found it funny.

And even though he was playing, I had meditation sessions where cleopatra would come out into the meditation, as if a ritual was taking place. This was a while back, before the comment. I noticed I kept feeling her vibes and would catch a couple of syncs from her, thinking it was from working on a couple of goddess readings. Something about what he said rung a bell right after.

Although his compliment was very sweet, Immediately had one of those 'eureka' moments. Like that of Jimmy Neutron. Lol.

'Cleopatra's Secret"

She had been speaking through me all today. With my experience of course. I could imagine how she must feel being known with a distinguished look that nobody else had. A body of her dreams, and an aura of delight. She was a chosen one who was cherished with a royal empire, but not only that, she had looks that could kill. That was her, Cleopatra.

It was a message. The entire day was a reminder. The signature style. The energy, the appeal.

I have spoken before that goddesses and gods tend to carry a vibration and you can channel them. It wasn't me channeling her at the time but I could understand that whatever I was sensing from cleo it showed itself to me that day. I was just relaxing in the sun. Her spirit walked so that we could run.

The Style. The Flair. The Signature Look Of An Era.

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She had a DISTINCTIVE look which is why so many gawked at her. She did not look like anyone you've seen in your day. Which is why she was so special. Cleopatra had the LOOK. She was the MOMENT. She was the IT GIRL! In today's language, that's what she'd be. It is about knowing what works and shaping that into your reality. I knew my favorite hairstyle would always get the girls looking ;) but when i toned it up a notch it had the girls singin'!

Is the style you're going for you look forward to wearing? Be it you cut it different, changed the color, adding a little accessory. How does it make you stand out?

From hair to clothes, finding your niche is what works. & letting go of whatever doesn't make the cut in what typically looks like eye candy. You gotta give yourself something you'd desire seeing for a long time. As the people will never make you forget it. ;)

Cleopatra had her own style. Her own flow. Her own grace. She didn't mirror anyone you would see, and she took advantage of that. & I'm here to say you can too.

Here are some tips as far as confidently being yourself go, and then we go into the spiritual baths & luxuries miss cleo would have indulged in herself.

The Sun Child

Cleopatra was a one of a kind. Lets start there. She had the confidence of a woman who knew she was gorgeous. Who knew everyone wanted a glimpse of one of god's most beautiful creations. Everyone wanted to touch her hair, to taste her, to smell her eloquent perfume... She was someone you wanted to have but couldn't imagine the possibilities.. Because in her mind, she knew that all you would get is a fantasy. In the city of the nile rivers, this beauty was chosen to light up the people with her smile and seductive prowess. So much so this helped her win and intrigue men, helping her win wars throughout her dynasty.

So for you, I say to be a light. To conquer your inner strength and use that as your advantage. Take what you can and run with it. Because your aura is a hypnotizer, as is the sun of course.

When your light shines, you become a Goddess, because you are a reflection of what gives us life.

Rose Bath

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One thing Miss Cleopatra was most known for was her beautiful bath water routine. Every night she'd soak into a bath that would make her skin pop, fresh, and glowing.

So here is an inspired Rose petal baths on a sunday afternoon will be a killer for your skin. Add in shea butter with nut milk (oats or almond milk) with some leaves from your garden, soaking into the bath for about 25-45 minutes will give you an everlasting sensation as you awake.

Also a cup of lavender, as well as some sea salt/epsom salt will do the trick for any anxiety you have been feeling. If you don't have that problem, lavender is also good to help with better sleep.

Lemon Balm Milk Tea W/ Almond Milk

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1 cup of almond milk.

1 tbsp of lemon balm / half tps rosemary, 1 tsp basil leaves

1 tps of honey

1 tsp Caramel filling (or to your liking)

pinch of sea salt mixed well (A PINCH)

mix together.

You can infuse the herb extraction into the milk.

Another way is getting 1 1/2 cup of water in a pot. slightly boil for 5 minutes, place the herbs in there for 2-3 for them to begin infusing. Mix the 1 cup of milk into the pot

You can use a hand mixer to give your milk tea that 'fluffy' look at the top.

1 chunk of cinnamon powder drizzeled at the top

Enjoy.

Aura - The Mystique

If there is one thing I got for you all, is that the vibes need to match the face. Your beauty is one thing, but your vibe is another. And if theres anything that you need to do, you need to work your magic on the world ladies. The gift in being you is in your vibration. How does it feel to be you? To wake up as you? To breathe in your skin? To simply BE.

Your energy is magic. Meditating on the way you want to view the world helps the aura shape its reality. You are youthful, vibrant and intelligent. Use that energy to its advantage. Go to places that represent the person you want to become. Study and read the books that give you the most insight on what it is you desire to understand. Look beyond the universe.

And. Tell. Nobody.

The mystery in who you are is that anybody can be perceived, but the beauty in being who you are is that you are perceive-less. And thats the energy you want to embody.

Nobody knows you. But yourself.

Open Your Spirits, Come The New Dawn

So as I'm currently outside writing this, I'm allowing my intuitive mind to come in and talk to me.

Cleopatra was very spiritual, and was heavily impacted by the moons energies. The sun had a big play in her story/impact. But her wisdom came from self-reflection and having play time outside with the moon's glow.

As I written before, she was the sun's darling. Her aura shined bright because she knew she was The One.

And as do you.

You are much greater than the stars because you come from them.

You are the entire sunset, to the moon and back.

You are a gracious creator, because the God's gifted you with skin that reminensed theirs.

You are capable of anything if you let it. So Mote it be.

With Cleopatra's story, her eyes gazed into the moonlight and she became the wind. She held tightly to her reflection as it is the very thing that opens up the mind finding its way into the heart.

She was open to understanding the things she didn't grow up in. She allowed lessons and tribulations to be her story, but to not let it break her.

She was open to the memories of the nile, the banquets, the rituals, the energy, the channels of the godly forces of creation. The energy of the Sun. She was knowing of her strength. Knowing of her power. Knowing of her grace. She knew who she was at a young age, and she always thought highly of her presence.

Til' Next Time..

[vanesycho]

kinktober day 1 [mirror sex]

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warning:smut without a plot,fingering

Yuta, who entered the room, looked up from his phone and looked at you for a while, you were sitting at the end of the bed looking at the mirror in front of you doing your skin care before going to bed. He threw the phone on the bed randomly, then he got behind you, you gave him a smile, he smiled the same but only he knew it wasn't an innocent smile. He pulled your hair, exposing your neck, gave you a small kiss, you felt him whisper in your ear "You smell so good." You laughed in return for his compliment and turned to him, gave him a small kiss on the lips "Thank you my love, the new shower gel I bought. I think I'll use this from now on because..." he honestly didn't even listen to what you said, his hand roamed your legs, your sentence was cut off when he started caressing between your legs "Yuta- are you listening?"

He looked at you from the mirror "Get on my lap." You didn't understand what he said at first, he laughed briefly when he realized you were looking at him questioningly. "Stand up and then sit on my lap, baby." You didn't hesitate to do that, when Yuta got to the end of the bed you were about to sit on his lap but he stopped you "Take off your panties." you pressed your legs together, seeing you paused, Yuta looked at your face "Are you going to stand there or do I need to help you?" his hand went to your shorts without waiting, pulling you closer and placing a small kiss on your belly while taking off your shorts and panties, your body shivered for a moment, Yuta grinned seeing the effect of even a small kiss "Cute."

He then made you sit on his lap facing the mirror, his fingers didn't wait and went to your pussy immediately, even though you wanted to close your legs, he separated yours with his own legs "Ah-ah, are you trying to hide your beautiful pussy from me? You better not." he said the last sentence in your ear in a whispered tone, making you swallow hard. Yuta looked at the mirror, two of his fingers slipped inside you easily due to your wetness, he let out a deep breath "Fuck- you're this wet and I didn't even touch you. Yet trying to hide it from me." his other hand went to your chin, squeezing it lightly and forcing you to look in the mirror "If you take your eyes off the mirror, good things won't happen to you, do you hear?" You couldn't answer, you just nodded in agreement. He placed a small kiss on your cheek. "Good girl."

His hand moved down from your chin to your neck, not squeezing too hard, just staying there. His fingers started to move in and out of your pussy in a certain rhythm, the wetness wrapping around his fingers, making Yuta lick his lips in pleasure. Your breathless little moans reached his ears. Your voice got louder as he started to speed up his fingers, looking at your body shaking from the speed of his fingers. “Ah...Can’t you handle just two fingers, baby? Does it feel good?” You couldn’t answer, he slid his third finger into your pussy easily, only grinning when he heard a small cry. “So needy and cute...Look at how nicely you wrap around my fingers.”

He squeezed his hand around your neck lightly, your eyes were slightly open but you could see what was happening clearly in the mirror. Your juices were already starting to flow down your pussy, Yuta’s hand moved down your neck and started to play with your nipples this time. His fingertip gently traced circles around your nipple, your erect nipples satisfying him even more. He looked at the mirror again, his hand was still rapidly destroying your pussy "Please..I'm close..Yuta-" he looked at how you can barely speak between your moans and laughed, spoke in a mocking tone "Are you close already? What a shame..I was just starting to enjoy myself."

His fingers continued to hit your pleasure point, you heard him muttering curses as your juices flowed from your pussy. Your eyes closed from the pleasure and you leaned your head on his shoulder, he couldn't help but laugh at how exhausted you looked even for his fingers "Are you going to cum on my fingers, baby? Are you that needy?" The sentences he whispered in your ear were driving you even crazier, when your moans got louder he realized you were getting close, he bit his lower lip, his own breathing was also irregular. A few more hits on your pleasure points and his fingers were filled with your cum, he watched it flow away. Yuta slowly pulled his fingers out of you, watching how your legs were shaking, you closed your legs, eyes still closed and you were resting tiredly on his shoulder.

His chuckle reached your ear "I should have done this sooner, fuck." he whispered to himself, you opened your eyes and looked at him, he gave you a small kiss on the lips "Are you tired already? I told you I was just starting to enjoy it so now turn around and lift your ass for me baby. I need to see how I fuck you with my dick."

[jvnluvr]

jealousy, jealousy ; blue lock boys ♡

ft. sae, kaiser and isagi x f!reader

author's note: if only these scenarios i write would actually happen to me.. :( it's okay, maybe it'll happen one day. an idea i randomly came up with, kinda rushed but still put a decent amount of thought into it. i think i only can genuinely write good when i'm mad skdksj. anyways, enjoyy!! ♡

itoshi sae:

"she's actually, pretty cute..." sae could hear rin mumble next to him, noticing that he was clearly in some sort of daze.

he knew rin was just doing it to piss him off, and he hated to say it was working. everyone knew it, you and sae both liked each other. it's just the both of you were too shy too actually ask the other to be in an official relationship. still, he made it evident to let other people know not to flirt with you, cause worst will come to the worst.

"her outfit is also pretty nice, right?" rin mentioned yet another compliment about you. this time though, he was snapped out of his trance and he was talking to isagi, which the boy agreed with the statement.

it's like a fire erupted inside of sae. it didn't even matter at that point if people were able to see the fury on his face as he walked towards you. you were just minding your own business after all, giggling, chatting and catching up with your friends. well, that was until you were harshly pressed against a wall, the air almost being knocked out of you as your field of view drastically increased.

by just his cologne, you almost immediately know it's sae. but you still nervously look up as he's looking down at you with his usual bored eyes. however, the moment your gazes lock onto to each other, he's giving you that soft smile he only dares to show when you're around. it makes your heart flutter, cause why was he always hiding it if it was such a pretty look on him?

"um, is there a reason why you decided to pull such a bold move in front of everyone tonight-? huh-?" it was just a little sound you could make as he moved your chin up towards him to pull you for a kiss. it wasn't a short one either. he made sure to take his time devouring and remembering the way your lips tasted. at first, you had no idea to react, but eventually you were able to ease into the kiss.

it takes a while until sae is finally satisfied and able to let go of you. only then do you both realize how quiet the place has gotten, and that's when it hits that everyone is paying attention to the both of you. upon your realization, you put your head down in embarrassment, but it's not like anyone could see you really. sae's back was covering you.

he could hear the gasps and shocked noises from rin and isagi, but that's what makes his let out that deep chuckle. he kisses your forehead, whispering 'mine' across the skin as he grabs your hand. "where are we going-?" yet again you are merely cut off as sae drags you out of the area, with vivid plans to take you to his house, to make things official once and for all.

michael kaiser:

kaiser was definitely one to get jealous much easier. i mean, who can blame him? he takes great pride in his relationship, and you mean the absolute world to him ! it's only natural for him to get possessive over the one he loves. so when he sees some random guy leaning into you, he's outraged to say the least. but he's still in the middle of practice. noa would come for him if he left at any regard.

so when he goes on his little break, he tries to listen in a bit first. kaiser doesn't want you to think you're not capable of saying no yourself, but he's still there to rush in and protect you for whenever the time calls for it. "what's a pretty girl like you doing in a stadium like this?" this guy's tone almost makes him vomit right then and there.

"uhm, waiting for my boyfriend. can you please move? you're making me really uncomfortable." you say nicely, yet with a stern voice. kaiser's always liked that about you. your ability to still stay so calm in dire situations like these. you keep him balanced, and he loves you so much than words can express for that.

"c'mon, your little boyfie' doesn't hafta' know. just come with me for today." he really hates how insistent this man is. kaiser might be a bit of a jerk at times too, but he doesn't stoop down to this horrible of a level. he's really tempted to run in there, but again, he waits a little while longer.

"no thanks." it's simple, and you try to walk off, you really do. but the man grabs onto your arm roughly, which makes you yelp out in pain. he's almost trying to drag you away, to which you aren't able to retaliate as much as you has hoped to do. kaiser sees you, he does. so the instinct alarms loud in him, and he's picking up his pace to run over to you, quickly knocking the man out of his senses (literally) before turning around to you.

"sorry i didn't come sooner, baby. did he hurt you? i'm sorry-" you stop his chant of apologies by giving him a quick kiss and then wrapping your arms around him. even if he's sweaty, kaiser didn't want any more than to keep you in his arms forever. "it's okay mikka, he didn't pull too hard. thank you for coming." you kiss him on the cheek again as he does the same back to you.

"well first of all, he was ugly anyway. i knew you wouldn't go for him. second of all, i wish i had come sooner, really. i didn't want you to think that i thought you were incapable or whatever." you smile at him unconsciously as he talks. jealous michael was not only really useful, but he was also really cute.

isagi yoichi:

isagi is more of the "doesn't really notice but when he does he becomes 10000000x more clinger." (yes i just gave it a title shut up.) so when he invites you to his gathering with the blue lock boys, he wants you to enjoy yourself! he's off chatting with bachira and chigiri, but everyone once in a while he'll look at you to make sure you still have that gorgeous smile on your face!!

so when he looks back at you once again, he's a bit confused. you look great, of course! but it kind of seems like, you're having too much fun..? without him? his heart stings a little. isagi loves seeing you happy, but when it's with another guy? nagi at that? no, he's not happy at all now. he's the one who should be making you laugh like that, not him.

he quickly excuses himself from the conversation at hand and starts to walk over to you. you're sitting on a chair, back facing towards him. so to surprise you, he wraps his arms around you, gently putting his chin on top of your head. he makes direct eye contact with nagi, which almost looks like a death glare. "hey princess, what are you up to?" he coos at you, and since you can't see his face, you assume he's in a good mood.

"nothing much, yoichi! nagi was telling me about blue lock! how was the catching up going?" you say, smiling at nagi. but he gives you a barely visible one back as you suddenly feel your chair being turned around. you see your boyfriend's face, softly smiling at you. you couldn't help but think how adorable he was.

"i could tell you about blue lock too, y'know? come with me, cutie." he lifts you up from your chair, and you let out a small laugh. but then you remember about nagi. was he just staring at you both this whole time-? the thought of it flushes your cheeks, but when you turn around, the chair is empty.

"hey yoichi, what happened to nagi..?" he turns you back around, planting on kiss on your forehead and then one on your lips. "don't worry about it, baby! i'm sure he just saw reo and then walked off! come on, let's go!" he grabs your hand, lacing your fingers together as he drags you off. but when you hear your phone buzz, you see a new notification, a message from nagi.

IMESSAGE:

nagi: your boyfriend is scary, tame him.

you couldn't help but let out a small chuckle once you realized what had happened.

[underoospeterparker]

Omg you write finnick so perfectly!! I was wondering if you could write something about finnick dating somone with POTS syndrome and how he reacts to it? 🫶🫶

thank you that is the best compliment! and thanks for requesting!! i think this is one of the best things I've written tbh

fyi: POTS (postural orthostatic tachycardia syndrome) is a medical condition that can lead to an increased heart rate when standing up. it can cause lightheadedness, dizziness or fainting.

finnick odair x reader with POTS, set during catching fire (reader volunteered for annie instead of mags), 0.6k words

You were sitting on the sofa, curled up in Finnick's arms while the two of you rewatched Ceasar's interviews with the tributes for the 75th Hunger Games. Finnick played with loose strands from your ponytail while you fixated on the television, despite your oncoming headache and lightheadedness.

"You okay, lovely?" Finnick asked, concerned. He had always been sweet to you, a fact that hadn't changed when you'd told him you'd been diagnosed with POTS a couple years ago, and still didn't change when you had volunteered for Annie in the place of Mags. In fact, he'd grown even more protective over you.

You nodded, but the movement made your vision blurry. Pausing, you tried to turn around to Finnick. "I don't know," you whispered, a slightly panicked tone in your voice.

He frowned, and he shifted under from you, trying not to rock you too much. "That's okay. Can you just stay here for me, just for a second, honey? I'll go grab you some water."

When you gave him a thumbs up, he got up quickly, resting a hand on your shoulder for a second before heading into the kitchen. It took him a while to return, or at least, it seemed that way to you.

You grew worried, anxiety building up in your throat even though logically, you knew nothing would have happened to him. "Finnick?" you called, a croak in your voice. When he didn't respond, or you didn't hear it, you got up and immediately regretted your decision.

He rushed into the living room just in time to set down the glass of water and catch you as you fell, almost hitting your head on the edge of the coffee table. "Shit," he murmured, the expletive hot under his breath.

Finnick placed you gently back onto the sofa, a pillow under your head to keep it elevated. "Honey, c'mon," he said, his hands desperately cupping your cheeks. "Wake up for me, yeah?"

You blinked your eyes open, straining against the bright lights and he took notice of that, quickly shutting them off and returning back to your side. "Hi," he whispered, clearly worried about you.

"Hi," you whispered back, attempting to sit up. Finnick pushed you down with a firm hand to your chest. "No," he said sternly, a tone in his voice that dared you to defy him. You did not.

He reached to the table where he'd set down the glass and lifted it up to your mouth, watching intently as you gulped down a couple of sips. "That's it," he said, moving the cup when you finished.

"Are you feeling okay?" he asked. Finnick looked distraught. You felt the strangest urge to comfort him.

You gave him the biggest smile you could muster, and since you were exhausted, it wasn't big at all. He looked almost constipated as he reciprocated the smile. "I'm okay," you muttered, a small reassurance in Finnick's eyes.

He let a breath of air he'd been holding release, and he climbed onto the sofa next to you, pulling you into his chest. You gladly went inside, feeling the remnants of your dizziness dissolve as you pressed yourself deeper into his body.

Finnick reached his hands up to your hair, kneading gently at your scalp. His movements were soothing and they helped calm down your aching headache. When you sighed in pleasure, he let out a surprised laugh, muffled by your hair.

Soon, you fell asleep, accompanied by the sound of his deep breathing and his soft scratching of your hair. You dreamed of the sea, the ocean, and Finnick, and you clung onto the dream for as long as you could, because you knew that when you would wake up, everything would be different.

[youaremycosmo]

《i'm jelly, baby》 taemin x reader scenario

someone said here she's going to write more scenarios this year... T.T Word count// 3,925 words

Pairing// Taemin x you

Summary// You're going on a really short business trip. And Taemin hates it so much, especially after he met your handsome boss a few weeks ago.

Genre// fluffiest fluff

Warnings// if you're reading at night, be careful of white screenshots that may kill your eyesight T.T little dirty jokes, not much ^.^

MASTERLIST

- Oh, I forgot to tell you something - you suddenly declared, reaching for a glass of water as you ate dinner. It was Friday afternoon, and you came from work about 2 hours ago, then cooked something nice for you both. You didn't really have any plans today, just wanted to relax in each other's company after a long, full of duties week.

- What is this? - Taemin asked, catching a glimpse of you, but then returned his attention to the plate again. He always ate everything you cooked as if he had been starving for at least two days, which never failed to amuse you. Instead of anger, you considered it as a good compliment though.

- I have to go on a business trip tomorrow. Not a delegation, more like a short training - you knew you were practically dropping a bomb right now. You should have told him earlier, but expecting his reaction... you preferred to admit that as late as possible.

Taemin's eyes shot towards you again, this time gazing hard. - Delegation? - he put down his chopsticks, suddenly forgetting about dinner.

- Training. With my co-workers - you shrugged, leaning hard in your chair. It wasn’t that you were afraid of something, but knew Taemin wouldn’t leave this information with a simple “okay, have a good time”. - Well, you know, from time to time they want to increase our competencies and motivation in the office, so they send us on such trips - you explained carefully. - Two days. I'll be back on Sunday - you assured him with a soft smile.

- Two days? - he groaned quietly, frowning. You could easily see how his mood changed in a second. - Can't you say you're busy? I wanted to take you on a date tomorrow… 

- It's mandatory, Taeminnie -  you shrugged, biting your lip. - I'll go quickly and come back quickly, you'll see. You won't even notice I'm gone - you added in hope it would cheer him up at least just a little. But who were you trying to fool?

- Sure -  Taem muttered sadly, looking down for a moment. - Since you're going for two days, where will you sleep? - the next question was asked so quickly.

- In the hotel, I actually need to drive… - you scratched your nape, deep in thought. - Like… 70 kilometers there? They rent a conference room for us, then we’ll have a campfire - you started to eat again.

- Need me to drive you maybe? - his eyes suddenly shone, as he straightened up with this idea. 

- Um… - you frowned and reached for his arm to caress it. - Thank you, Taeminnie, but i’ll be fine - you noticed as his shoulders fell down again. Taemin didn't look overly convinced. In fact, you could see his mood turn sour even more. His tone of voice wasn't even accusatory, just blindsided. That's why you pretended that you forgot about that trip, otherwise Tae would have been walking around and sulking so much for a whole month. 

- Will your boss be there too? - you choked slightly on the piece of meat, immediately reaching for a glass of water again. Tae wanted to get up, but you quickly showed him with your hand that everything was fine. - What type of question is this? - you asked indignantly as soon as you regained your breath. - Yes, he works with me, so he'll be there. It's normal.

- I wish he weren't there - he hissed through clenched teeth. - Not only do you work for so long, you see him five times a week, but now you go on a business trip with him. You see your boss more than your fiancé, really - Taem whined so miserably, digging into his food.

- Taeminnie, it's only one weekend - you said, trying to comfort him somehow. - And when I come, you'll take me on a date, okay? Or maybe we'll go somewhere next weekend? Hm? You’ll plan something great, I'm sure… - you praised him, but it didn’t seem to work. Taemin only nodded absent-mindedly. - But... it’s not like you’re going to be in the same hotel room, right? - he still enquired, which started to tire you out. 

- Of course not, baby - you rolled your eyes. - If someone is going to be in my room, it’ll be a female friend, I promise. Now please eat, I took my time to make a meal for us - you empathized, wanting to end this interrogation for good. 

All you could hear was a loud sigh. Was Taemin really 25 years old and not 10? ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨♡୧⋆ ˚｡⋆

It was supposed to be a quick packing before watching a movie in a soft, comfortable bed, but Taemin had other plans.

His watchful eyes carefully followed every single thing put into the bag for a few minutes now, fortunately in full silence. 

By the time. - Why are you packing such pretty pajamas? - he suddenly pointed out, furrowing his brows.

You glanced at the pink pajamas in your hands. Just a t-shirt and shorts, nothing special. Girly thing to wear at night.

- Normal pajamas, what do you want? - you were similarly outraged.

- Will anyone be there to watch you? You don't sleep in these usually - Taem muttered, getting up and going to the dressing room.

- Well, I usually sleep in your clothes… - you answered under your breath, following him to grab your underwear this time.

- This will be better - he handed out to you his T-shirt and sweatpants. They were equally casual clothes for sleeping, just... a bit embarrassing if any of your co-workers was going to see you. It was immediately obvious that you had stolen it from a man’s wardrobe.

- No thanks, I prefer my own -  you decided,  pulling out your panties.

- Why do you choose such nice underwear? - he asked again, his voice higher than usual.

- Taemin, gosh, I took the first one from the drawer, calm down - you said, already slightly irritated, taking a deep breath when he started looking for something in your panties.

- Take these - he handed you what was probably the most worn out pair.

- Oh, I didn’t notice it, I thought I threw them all away after I bought new ones - you raised your brow, taking them from his hand but only to throw them into the trash. - So, should I just sleep without any, since there’s a problem with my underwear? - you asked, now teasing him.

- What? Of course not, wait… a moment… - he sounded puzzled, and you heard him rummage around again, finally coming up with black, most basic underwear.

- So these panties are approved by Lee Taemin for me to wear on my butt? - you almost chucked, throwing them into your bag. - Okay... I guess that’s all...? - you asked yourself, but then a dirty idea came to your mind. Not joking around with him in this situation was simply a crime. - Oh, no, I forgot… - you turned your attention to him, one hundred percent serious. - Can you lend me some condoms? You know, not all men remember them like you do... - you smiled sweetly.

The way Taemin widened his eyes, looking like he saw a ghost for a split second and his jaw just dropped was worth anything in the world. Unfortunately, he quickly snorted under his breath, sending you a murderous look.  - Very funny, tearing off my sides - Taem hissed, and climbed onto the bed again.

- Well, I should protect myself, right? - you bit the tip of your tongue, obviously satisfied with your teasing.  As a result, a pillow flew towards you, which you didn’t manage to catch.

- I'll get you sick leave soon and you won't go anywhere - he moaned like an offended little boy.

- I don't understand why you're so nervous, tiger - this time you blew him a kiss. - This is integration training and you're acting like I'm going... to cheat on you - you zipped your bag, shrugging your shoulders.

- I would be calmer if there wasn't a person named Choi Minho -  he grumbled, his eyes following you.

- He's my boss, he must be there - you put your bag on the floor and with a wide smile you climbed onto the bed, sitting on his lap. Taemin immediately wrapped his arms around your waist. - And I have a lot of competition there, you don't even know how many of my co-workers chirp - you clasped your hands and placed them next to your cheek. - "Minho-ssi, you're so smart, I couldn't do it without you" - you moved them to the other side. “Minho-ssi, why don't you have lunch with me, you must be hungry” - you added, rolling your eyes.

- Competition? - he seemed even more worried. - So you're trying too? - his eyes, so big and brown, stared at you innocently.

- No, Tae, could you not trip me up on my words?  I don't understand why you've been so mad at him since he came here... Are you angry that he came over for a moment? It won't happen again, if that's a problem for you  - you swore to him with complete sincerity. 

- I'm not angry - he swallowed, looking down for a moment. - He's just... he's handsome... and manly... and he's your boss... and he's well-built - he started listing. - So... I'm not surprised if you liked him more than me… 

- But you're the one complimenting him - you replied, unimpressed. - Yes, a lot of people look after him, but I already have a fiancé - you hugged him tightly. - Even more handsome... and manly... and he's not just the boss, because he's the co-owner of the studio, and he's well-built too... - you pulled away slightly to lift his shirt and show his tummy. - Definitely well-built - you said flirtatiously, giving him a wink.

Taemin laughed, clearly embarrassed, and slipped the material from your hand, covering himself. - You think so? - he asked quietly, looking into your eyes.

This was one of the moments where you knew there’s no space for teasing anymore. - I know that - you answered, placing a sweet, short kiss on his lips. - I'll be a good fiancée, I promise - you smiled broadly, stroking his hair. ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨♡୧⋆ ˚｡⋆

- Oh, did you put in the ring? - Taemin asked out of the blue in the middle of saying goodbye, lifting your hand. Of course, he asked about the engagement ring, which was so damn expensive that you were afraid to walk around with for fear of losing it. Or that someone will cut off your hand along with that. What a great choice. 

- Yes, I did - you let out a loud sigh. - Anyone from two meters will see that I'm already taken - you grumbled, staring at him as he was kissing your ring. 

- Are you sure you don't want that hickey? - he asked bluntly, staring carefully at your face again.

- Taemin, this isn't elementary school, I'll burn with embarrassment - you answered, removing your hand from his grip. 

- Maybe a small one, behind the ear? -Taem asked again, completely undaunted by your reaction. It was like he already sank into his own world, in which any man passing you on the street could be the one snatching you from him. 

- This one is doing quite well - you lifted your shirt, showing him the hickey he gave you yesterday on your lower stomach - I don't know who is going to see it, but let it be - you crouched down to put on your shoes.

- It's just in case... in case you forgot... that you have a fiancé - he muttered, and you shook your head. So ridiculous, but you didn’t even have time to discuss it with him.

- Everyone knows you are my fiancé. And now I really have to go - you said, straightening up and trying to take your things. - So… see you tomorrow, right?

- Wait, no goodbye kiss for me? - he grumbled, wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you into a kiss. He was far from sweet and innocent, his lips immediately dominated you, leaving you completely breathless. Soon you were pinned against the wall, fully absorbed into passionate brushing your lips against his. And when he made sure they could kiss only him, he decided to take his time on marking you again.

- I… Taemin… - you tried to say as he was holding your cheek and giving you multiple smooches here and there. - You’re… ruining… my makeup… - you whined, trying to push him from you a little. Like yesterday's intense lovemaking wasn’t enough. 

Taem didn’t look concerned by that, his lips continuously pressing to your forehead, nose, cheeks and chin until he finally decided to back away. 

You couldn’t help, but immediately glanced over at yourself in the mirror and pursed your lips into straight line as you noticed red patches everywhere on your face due to overflowing affection from your fiancé. 

- Baby, drive carefully, okay? And send me a message when you arrive - he asked lovingly, letting you go with visible dissatisfaction.

- Don’t worry, I'll write to you -  you assured in a low voice, taking your things and trying to leave the apartment. You really needed to hurry up to be on time.  - Y/n? - he asked again when you were about to close the door. You run your fingers across your eyelids in slight annoyance. Sometimes you really had to have the patience of a saint for Taem and his lovey-dovey nature. - Yes, Taeminnie? - you replied as calmly as possible, opening them again. Taemin suddenly looked down. It looked like he was thinking intensively for a second before his dark, puppy eyes met with yours again. 

- I love you -  he said with a bit of uncertainty, biting his lip. - And… I'll be waiting for you here, okay? - Tae added with a little pout. You felt your heart melted hearing that. You just couldn’t be mad at him, when he acted so adorably and… was just in love with all his heart and soul. - I know, Tae - you smiled warmly. - I love you too. Very, very much - you whispered enough for him to hear. You could see as he smiled so brightly at those words, before you left for good.  ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨♡୧⋆ ˚｡⋆

Your training just couldn't be uninterrupted, and you had felt your phone vibrate in your pocket again and again for the last twenty minutes. At first you really tried to ignore it, but soon your thoughts took a different direction as more messages were delivered.

Did something happened? Nobody sends so many texts at once...

You tried to discreetly look around, sensing if a lack of focus for a moment would be noticed. Fortunately, it seemed like nobody paid attention to you, so finally you decided to take out the phone under the table.

And mentally rolled your eyes.

This time you looked up from your phone and flinched slightly when you saw Minho's sharp gaze as he was sitting across from you. He didn't have to say or show anything, you could immediately sense that you were already in trouble.

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- I thought you were going to the studio today - it was the first thing you said, when Taemin answered the phone. He didn’t need more than 3 seconds, to be exact. 

- I was in the studio!  - he said indignantly.

- When, since you wrote every half an hour?  - you made fun of him a little, trying to get comfortable on the pillow. One thing you had to admit, Taemin probably spoiled you too much with the mattress in your bedroom, bought because it was especially for desk workers and all the soft pillows. 

- I wrote when I had a break, I don’t dance all the time - he groaned quietly. - What I was supposed to do, I’ve done. Are you going to sleep? - he immediately changed the tone of his voice. - How was it anyway? - Tae got so much quieter and calmer, as he sensed you were preparing for sleep. 

- Sitting and listening -  you muttered, sighing. - It's not the most entertaining thing in the world, at least on the weekend… 

- See, if you just stayed with me...

- Ah, how many times do I have to tell you that it's beyond my control? - you raised your voice a little, already so irritated by his words. - Do you think I want to sit here? - you asked, maybe a little too sharp, then let out a deep breath. - I want to go on a date too... - you admitted quietly, your fingers nibbling on the sheets.

Taemin stayed quiet for a moment before you heard his warm, beaming laugh. - Arasso, arasso - he replied in a warbling tone. - I promise I'll make it up to you, right? As soon as you arrive, okay? Don't be mad... don't be mad... - he purred, while making kissing sounds through the phone that you couldn't help but giggle at. - Better? - he asked and you bit your lip slightly.

- It would be better to feel it - it was already a whisper, since things like that were difficult for you to confess. And Taem knew about it. Still, he seemed a little surprised as he made a little longer pauses before he said anything.

- Tomorrow you’ll get as much as you need, baby - Tae assured lovingly. - I promise, I can kiss you all day, and all night, if you want. 

- I’m sure you aren’t lying - you answered, already imagining it. Somehow, you started to feel how the other half of the bed was empty, left only for you. 

- I won’t torment you more today - he chuckled gently. - You probably really want to sleep, and I'm just a sticker, so… sleep well - you could hear the sincerity in his tender voice. - You worked hard today, and I’m really proud of you. Like, when did my girl grow up so much? - Taem sighed happily, which gave your tummy a funny feeling. You settled yourself more in the pillow, biting your lip. 

- Taem? - you said hesitantly, despite you were repeating it for almost 10 years now. 

- Yes, baby? 

This time you took a slight pause before speaking again. - I love you - you admitted affectionately, which made him giggle. 

- I’m all red now because of you - he whined, but still so amused. - How am I going to sleep now? I think I may love you too - Tae joked, and you rolled your eyes. 

- May love? You’ll regret it as soon as I arrive - you snorted under your breath. - Goodnight, Taem. 

- Goodnight, my princess. Dream only about me - he answered, but didn’t disconnect. You stayed in the silence for a few seconds more, just listening to his slow, calm breaths before you ended the call with slight regret.

You turned off the bedside light and made yourself comfortable on the pillow before closing your eyes. But immediately you corrected yourself again. This bed really wasn't cosy. And that pillow… was so thin. You reached for the other one and tried to position your head better. This bedding, so scratchy. It was already getting hot, even though you had only been under her for a few minutes. Taemin always asked if you wanted to turn the sheets over when he felt it might be too hot for you. But now you had to do it yourself. Cooler. And still scratchy. And so quiet. It should be fine, you were fed up with all the blabbering for all day, along with Taemin, who was behaving like a preschooler whose favorite toy had been stolen. You laid there for a good hour, with all sorts of thoughts running through your head… Until you finally realized why you couldn't fall asleep. It wasn't the wrong sheets or the uncomfortable bed, it bothered you… that no one bothered you. There was no weird man who, as soon as you got into bed, hugged your back tightly and never let go, there was no talking about total nonsense before going to sleep, and there was no his yawning and calm breathing. You opened your eyes, wondering what to do. Taemin was probably just talking nonsense about how he couldn't fall asleep without you, and now he was probably hugging his pillow, long since drifting off to dreamland. The strong light from your phone illuminated your face, making you moan softly before you dimmed it. You bit your lip lightly as you wrote another message. Just to make sure you were right. You weren't right. Taem answered it in like 2 seconds, just like your call before.

This was just pointless. You locked your phone and thought about what you were about to do for a little more before turning the light. Then, you quickly left the bed and began to pack your things. ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨♡୧⋆ ˚｡⋆

You sighed deeply, finally entering code to your apartment. All the driving in the night made you even more tired and sleepy, so you just dreamed about lying in bed. You turned on the light in the corridor, and your eyes immediately saw Taemin with ruffled hair, looking so surprised. His eyes weren’t sleepy though. 

- Are you back? Did you miss me? - he asked, suddenly bright-eyed and bushy tailed.

You decided to take off your shoes, turning your back to him. Seeing him made you feel embarrassed. You simply couldn’t admit you actually felt the same. 

- I was cold under the covers - you replied quietly without much emotion. You heard Taemin chuckle at your words before his hands wrapped around your body, lifting you up. You didn't resist him, immediately hugging him so it was easier to carry you to bed.

- I couldn't sleep without you either - he purred smugly, carrying you to the bedroom. Taem helped you undress and soon you were lying on the familiar sheets, with him snuggling into your right side as close as possible. But this wasn’t what you needed today. So, without a word, you turned your back to him. 

- Why? - he whined outraged, lifting up a little. 

- Shhh, let me sleep - you reprimanded him, taking his hand and pulling it. You intertwined fingers with him and put it next to your cheek, as Taemin finally hugged you with a giggle. 

- Oh, you must be missing me a lot, baby - he said, kissing your nape. Fortunately, he was probably so tired that it was the last thing said that night. 

You smiled softly, closing your eyes.

Better. Much better. And of course, you missed him a lot.

[lovelyd0gg]

"My dear, we will find each other."

Summary: You and Eugene met as children until suddenly he wasn't there anymore. You thought he forgot about you or didn't care about you anymore. But one day, you got drafted and became a nurse in WWII, where you meet an old friend, maybe an old lover? ♡♡

Warning: SO FLUFFY, mentions of war, wounds, and hopeless flirting<3

You first met Eugene Roe in kindergarten when you moved to Louisiana, you didn't have a lot of friends so it was a real miracle that he even wanted to be friends with you. It was a regular day going to school when suddenly, Eugene didn't come which was very confusing since he never missed a single day at school. You immediately thought negative things and had a full on breakdown after school, hoping he didn't forget you or even worse, hate you for some reason.

You got drafted to WWII, you're family was devastated, crying was echoing around the house, your mother and father couldn't stop hugging you, begging you to not go, you we're still their little baby in their hearts. You'd be lying if you said it didn't hurt you when it was the day you had to go, but, you couldn't do anything about it.

You then became a nurse, got taught how to treat different types of wounds, which tools you needed to use, etc. Things started to get really bad once Easy company got to Bastogne. The soldiers we're dropping like flies, Lieutenant Dike was absolutely useless and everyday would be at least 3 new wounded soldiers. It was awful and you didn't know how much longer you could last.

Well one day, you we're tending the wounds of new soldiers that came in late yesterday, when suddenly you heard a familiar Cajun accent telling some people to move out of the way so they could come through. You look up from the soldier and saw him... You saw Eugene Roe. He had grown up to be quite handsome if you did say so yourself. At first, he didn't recognize you, but once he glanced at you for maybe the 5th time, his eyes widened and he couldn't stop looking at you. In his eyes, you were stunning, gorgeous, beautiful! You we're absolutely perfect! He approaches you and with his signature calm and gentle voice. "You look stunning, Y/N" You felt your cheeks heat up slightly and you knew there was a pink tint on your cheeks, he noticed and he chuckled. "Where have you been?" You asked in fake-anger, you weren't happy that he left you out of the blue as a child when you we're worried sick about him. "Had t' move here, wasn't my fault. I had no choice." You finally understood after so many years! He had to move away from Louisiana, yet he didn't say goodbye to you. "Well, I sure missed you. Didn't know you were gonna be here though." His lips cracked a small smile and he chuckled ever so slightly. "Got drafted, my momma was devastated. Didn't let me go of my arm." That sentence 'Didn't let go of my arm' reminded you of the day you had to leave your family to go to war. A pang of sadness hit your chest but you pushed those feelings aside. "You look good." You said plainly. "What, that's it? Not even a 'oh you look so handsome, Gene!" He teased, he still had the same gentle voice you remembered. "In you're dreams, hun. If ya want a compliment, I assure you, I'm not the right one to give it to ya." You joked. He gave a hearty laugh. "Well, if I can't get a compliment, I mighta just keep on complimenting you." He teased once again, the way he said it made you feel somewhat attracted to him. What was this feeling? Was it love? You didn't feel this for so long... It felt nice.

A couple days go by and Eugene rushes in worried, Joe Toye and Bill Guarnere are rushed in the infirmary, Toye's leg blown off and Guarnere's leg mangled, only revealing his muscle which is pumping violently. "We got attacked with bombs, Guarnere tried saving Toye from the previous bomb attack that got his leg blown off then a second attack came and mangled his leg... You think you can patch 'em up?" He asked you with a scared tone with a hint of concern. You've seen bad wounds before but a mangled leg and blown off leg certainly gave you a scare and you felt like you needed to puke. Luckily, 2 medics came to you and told you that you can go take a little break due to how much you had been working. You immediately rush outside, Eugene follows behind you, when he opened the outside door, he saw you sitting against the hard bricked wall hugging your knees and crying. He felt so many emotions, worry, concern, sadness, frustration, and the huge need to comfort you. "Hey doll, c'mon, what's wrong? You can tell me." You look up from hugging your knees to look into his eyes. "C'mere." He suddenly pulled you into his arms and rubbed your back with one hand and the other playing with your hair as you cried in his arms. "Let it all out, darlin'. I ain't goin' nowhere." He said with a soothing tone. "I feel so useless, Eugene... There are so many wounded soldiers coming here and I can't save them!" He immediately pulls back and looks at you. "Don't say that ever, darlin'. You ain't useless and certainly ain't losing 'em. You got a lot of soldiers back in the field and it's all because of your magic healin' hands." He smiled at you, he was great at comforting you especially. "But.. What about Guarnere and Toye? What do I do with them?" He looks into your eyes. "The other 2 medics over there are takin' care of 'em. No need to worry, cutie." He smiled at you.. He was so handsome and you just wanted to pull him into a kiss. "What's goin' through ya little mind right now, hun?" He asked in a teasing tone. "Nothing.. Just wondering." You replied in a soft and quiet tone. No way in hell would you ever tell him how you felt! Unless.. He felt the same way for you?! "I don't think that's true, love. Somethin's goin' on through that pretty little head of yours. What is it?" That's when you finally decided to speak. "Listen Eugene.. I don't know how to say this but you drive me insane! You make me feel so good about myself and you have the most soothing and gentle voice in the whole damn world and I can't get enough of it! I missed you so much when you left me, and I'm so glad I found you again. Please, just please, I wanna be yours. Before some girl tries taking you away from me.." Your words got you shocked and Eugene have a full on smile. He pulled you into a kiss, not an aggressive or passionate one, more of a gentle and soft kiss. He pulls back. "I'd love to be yours, darlin'." Wait a minute, did you hear that right?! He accepted to be your boyfriend! This made you so happy. Your insides we're twisting and turning and you couldn't believe he kissed you!! "You make me so happy, Eugene." He smiled at you and kisses your cheek. "Yeah? What's next? You love me?" He teased. "I love you." You said quickly and without hesitation, which he laughed at and said. "I love you too, idiot."

A few years go by and the war ended. Sadly, you couldn't move in with Eugene since you had to be home with your family. You hugged him as you cried. "All this fighting and treating wounds for what?! Separating each other?! I wanna stay with you.." You said out of anger and frustration. He patted your back and gave you reassuring kisses on the head. "We'll call, don't worry. I won't forget ya." He smiled as he said that. "Don't even think about forgetting me or I'll kill you.." You said out of anger, he knew you wouldn't dare hurt him. "Yeah, yeah. I love you too, dumbass." You look up at him as tears rolled down your cheeks. "Will I ever see you again..?" He looked down at you, he gave you a small kiss on your lips and pulled back.

"My dear, we will find each other. No matter where we go, I'll always find you."

[blakeswritingimagines]

I know you're obsessed with me

Summary: As you and Ajax have another bitter fight where he tries to push the agenda you like him more than letting on while explaining to Xavier why he fights and pushes your buttons so often.

Word count: 1.3k

A/N: Enjoy the small update because for the next one i’m thinking over dramatic or overly sexual.

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Wednesday characters nor do I claim to own them.

“You do everything in your power to avoid me, yet you still haven’t blocked my number." His voice was filled with snark and arrogance. He laughed as he heard you speak, you listened to him speak and immediately was filled with annoyance as you rolled your eyes at him and his thinking knowing even with the two of you disliking each other but never really seemed far apart of one another even if it was to simply annoy the other which always seemed to be enjoyed by the one causing it. Looking up at him with your arms crossed over your chest as you spoke.“And why would I ever block your number darling?” You said arrogantly “you couldn’t resist me if you tried and we both know it.” You said with a smirk "Yeah well, I like arguing with you. It's almost fun." You replied with an equally sarcastic tone.

Ajax chuckles, finding the whole situation entertaining then spoke up "I am pretty irresistible, aren't I?" He says with a smirk. The two of them were often like this, going back and forth to try to annoy the other. Even with how much they seemed to despise at each other, they always seemed to end up together somehow. Like the two of them had something special, something that had been there all along, yet neither of them seemed willing to admit it.

You rolled your eyes wondering how or when he got such an ego even when talking to you regardless of whatever it was you would say to him, he always seem to turn it around just to compliment himself even as he smirked it annoyed you. He always tried to act like he was so much better than you even as you thought that Ajax was known as an annoying prick around the school, with a huge ego to go along with it. He wasn't afraid to pick on people he saw as weak, and his specialty was getting under the skin of someone for months on end and making their lives miserable. But he wasn’t if only he could realize it. He always seemed to act so superior, his smartness always annoyed you to no ends but deep down you liked it, he was really annoying but you couldn’t stay away from him. “You aren’t that irresistible..”, You said slightly annoyed, deep down knowing it wasn’t true as you tried to turn your face away, even just looking at him made you feel something different than normal.

Ajax raised an eyebrow, not believing for a second that you didn't find him irresistible. Afterall, how could anyone not find a man like him the most attractive person alive? He found it quite amusing just how much you were trying, and failing, to deny your attraction towards him. It was like watching a child try to convince their parents not to buy them something they wanted, completely denying that they wanted it even though they were extremely obvious. You shook your head before giving him another look that just screamed are you fucking kidding?, You raised your middle finger towards the gorgon before smiling to yourself as you walked away for your class "let me know when your over yourself Ajax" knowing at some point or another you'd have to deal with him once more. Taking your seat and started drawing in your notebook waiting for class to start as you replayed the small spat you just left but rolled your eyes wondering how easily Ajax got under your skin especially when you could talk to every other guy at Nevermore with no issues what so ever.

Ajax watched you walk away from him, choosing to give you the silent treatment. He was so done with you being a hypocrite and denying how amazing he was. He knew that deep down, you were madly in love with him, and he could see what he figured was you pining over him every day, but he didn't want to waste time with someone who was in such denial, so he decided to ignore you, letting you come begging for his forgiveness, just like a person would with their lover. He sighed, sitting by himself at one of the many empty desks as Xavier walked into class before sitting down next to Ajax acting like nothing had happened, Glancing over at him having already heard about what happened since word moves quickly around Nevermore but chuckled as he leaned on the shared desk looking at Ajax with a raised brow "so everyone is already talking about you and Y/n...What happened this time?" He asked as his curiosity was peaked.

Ajax groans as he sits down for class. Having all of his peers looking at him and gossiping once again about him was exhausting. It seemed he had a habit of becoming the talk of the school at least three times every week, and that annoyed him more than he liked to admit. He turns towards Xavier, taking in a deep breath before answering. "Y/n and I had a little...disagreement. And now I've won. They know who the dominant one in our relationship is. There's no avoiding it. I'm better than them." Xavier slowly nodded his head in understanding even if he didn't know how this feud between you both happened or worked, shrugging his shoulders as he thought about Ajax’s words but figured it couldn't hurt to ask "do they know that? normally everyone thinks they win most of these little lover's arguments you both have".

Ajax crosses his arms, scoffing at the idea that you’ve ever won one of their arguments. He felt quite confident that he was always the one who was right in their petty rivalries, and the idea that any of them could have been in your favor annoyed him greatly. "Obviously their not going to admit that I've won. their pride would never let them. But deep down they knows they’ve been completely dominated. I've crushed them, and it's going to be a while before they forget just how much I've dominated this relationship." Xavier nodded along as he listened to his best friend but gave him a look as he started thinking, wondering to himself just how far this ran for the both of you or if it was even just an act "you keep saying you dominated them does that mean you guys are also hooking up? because that's one of the rumors i've heard going around" He spoke with a curious tone as he also tilted his head at the thought.

Ajax goes red, his face flaring up as he looks to the side, embarrassed. He hadn't expected that Xavier would go this far into the gossip, but he should have known his best friend would be keeping up with the latest on the gossip mill. He sighs, deciding that he might as well give a truthful answer, at least to get him off his back a bit. "Yeah...we've hooked up. A few times." Xavier felt his jaw drop at the sudden news that was just said to him before trying to cover his laughter, now starting to understand a little bit more about why you two fought so often but turned to face Ajax even as class started and lowered his voice as he acted like he was doing the work "good for you, but if you have then why are you still at each other's throats?".

Ajax shrugs, turning towards the lecture from their professor. He doesn't like being distracted from his studies by other student's gossip, but Xavier is an exception. He's fine talking to his best friend, even if the subject isn't one he's normally eager to share. Ajax sighs, leaning back as the professor continues. He can tell that Xavier is waiting for something, and he can understand why. So he makes his move, turning towards his best friend and speaking in a low voice so that no one else can hear.

"I think I love her."

[ninjastormhawkkat]

The Fall of Fair City - Chapter 2

Dr. Two Brains began to walk out as well, planning to head home when a sudden tap on his shoulder stopped him in his tracks. He turned around and gave a surprised and annoyed looked at who got his attention. "Oh..hey Learnerer." Dr. Two Brains said, giving a half hearted wave towards the villain. The Learnerer, not paying attention to Two Brains' attitude, gave a cheerful hello in return. "Greetingings Dr. Two Brains." Dr. Two Brains wasn't usually bothered by the guy. Sure his his practice of repeating suffixes was bothersome at times but his tech skills were nothing to sneeze at in the mad scientist's opinion. Though The Learner was high on his daughter's list of people that annoyed her. But hey, he had one too. "What do you want Learnerer?" Dr. Two Brains asked in a grumpy tone. The Learnerer continued to speak in an upbeat tone. "Well I was in the middle of planninging a big heist before the meeting today, but than I ran into some complications. Some of the tech I need to pull off my heist I don't have with me. I have learneded where to get it though." "So why are you talking to me if know where to get the tech you need?" Dr. Two Brains asked, now very frustrated with the villain. "Well," The Learnerer began to answer, "with the anniversary cominging up, I want to tell a story that really dazzles everybody along with giving my first criminal act one. In order to do that, I need to learn how to create the best villain story in order to impress everyone with my magnificent skills. Who better to learn how to commit a great villain crime than from Fair City's #1 villain. So if your not busy right now can you help me out here?" Dr. Two Brains rolled his eyes in face of the praise. Normally he would feel flattered, honored, and gain an ego boost when someone would compliment his status and ask for villain advice, but the mad scientist wasn't in the mood for any brow nosing nor villain team ups right now. Especially with the Learnerer. "Yeah sorry Learnerer, I'll have to pass this time around." Dr. Two Brains responded unapologetically. The Learnerer wasn't about to be so easily dissuaded. "I'll bring 30 grilled cheese sandwiches along for your troubles plus I'll give you an invention that is guarantee freeze cats on firing." Two Brains grabbed the villain's shoulders and stared at him with an eager and determined gaze as his exposed mouse brain began to vibrate. "I'll stop buy our lairs and bring my henchmen along immediately." The mad scientist spoke in a rapid tone. "Stupid cheese addiction and stupid cat phobia." Dr. Two Brains grumbled as he stuffed his mouth with another grilled cheese sandwich to appease the mouse brain, making it his 18th. He internally kicked himself for not asking the location he and the Learnerer would be robbing. But what were the chances that they would be robbing tech from Fair City's Scientific Research Department, his old workplace back from when he was Professor Steven Boxleitner. "I'm really visiting memory lane today." Two Brains acknowledged to himself as he scoured through the spare parts and inventions located in one of the department's storage units. Dr. Two Brains was amazed that these people kept the old security code that was used when he last worked here. He was also amazed with himself that he still remembered it. The mad scientist was able to sneak his fellow villain and henchmen into the storage units and pass the workers. He really didn't want anyone to notice them. Not only to avoid being spotted, but also Two Brains didn't want to risk anyone who knew him in his past to see him back here as well. Dr. Two Brains noticed The Learnerer looked surprise and somewhat thoughtful at the mad scientist's actions, but said nothing, most likely grateful for his aid. Soon the villains got into the storage where the gadgets the Learnerer needed were located without trouble and each of the men began their search. The Learnerer provided lists for each of them on what they should look for, plus visual images printed on the paper.

@melodythebunny @drtwobrainsstuff

[lured-into-wonderland]

[ Isaac ] He's been fixating her with those black, heavily lidded eyes for a while now, so silent and so concentrated he wasn't blinking anymore. Wherever she moved so did his eyes. Whenever she turned he would tentatively lean from side to side to bring her features back in his field of vision. One wouldn't even call it endearing anymore, but rather strangely unnerving.

A full ten minutes later he stepped up, abruptly appearing in front of her face, very obviously intruding her personally bubble. A cold, bony hand rose to slightly push her chin up with his knuckle and angle her face to his liking. "...Please, do not move," though it's a plea, the solemn tone and his demeanor made it obvious how urgently important it was that she followed his lead. Because he had an aim with all of this. There was a singular pale hair out of place, falling down right the middle of her face, thin and delicate and almost unperceivable to the naked human eye.

But Isaac saw it. And he used two long fingers to grab it and very carefully pull it aside into the strands that framed her face. Immediately after his stern expression lit up. "...There, now you are absolutely perfect~" his voice is light and cheerful as he retrieved a little from her space. "...Thank you very, very much for listening to me. You were a very, very good young lady~"

She noticed his eyes on her. It was unsettling. She was trying to hide from being observed, but the room offered no good hiding place. And she could not just leave. She did not know him, and she did not know what his interest in her might have been. Nunnally tried to ignore him, tried to focus on her conversation with others. But in vain. She kept looking at him…almost as if encouraging him?

It came almost as no surprise, when he suddenly appeared in front of her. But his words were almost as unsettling as his previous behaviour. She froze following his request; she knew they were already causing a commotion and not following his wish might do only worse. But she was not prepared for what happened. The man simply pulled aside a stride of her hair…?

“T-thank you. I…I have not noticed that…”

“A-and thank you for the compliment. For calling me perfect.” – she was not used to getting compliments; she regretted of not having a fain like in the old days. But it did make her think how he did notice the strand – “You are an extraordinary man, Mr…”

“I do not think anyone else would notice.”

[americashielded]

@writteninscarlet said:

“Just listen for a moment - and no walking away.” Hand on her hip, for a second the witch meant business. And then she relaxed, a warm, affectionate smile on her features. “Don’t worry, I’m not here to lecture just— Steve Rogers, you are amazing. You’re brave of course, and can think strategically. You’re a strong fighter and capable. But you think of others, and you’re not afraid to stand up for those in need. I— well, I can definitely appreciate that. You’re kind but strong, it’s a good combination. You’re simply a good man, Steve, and to be honest I can’t think of a much better compliment than that.” It was all meant sincerely, a true sign of appreciation. There weren’t many she held in as high regard as Steve.

Steve's eyebrows arched upward as Wanda practically demanded his attention and told him not to walk away. In truth, it wasn't like him to just blow off a conversation when someone was trying to talk to him in the first place, even if it started out as a bit one-sided. Nonetheless, she kept his undivided attention, his eyes settling on look at her face the whole time she spoke, and when her expression softened and became gentler, he wondered what had caused her to feel the need to say what she was saying to him.

Still, he did listen until she was finished. It was...quite a compliment, coming from Wanda. She didn't exactly have a particularly long list of people she trusted, and even fewer that she genuinely admired. If she had a problem with someone, she wasn't really the sort to try and disguise it, either, and how genuine her assessment of him was couldn't be mistaken when she carried that tone. It did remind him of his past though; someone else who'd said almost the same thing.

"You know, the night before I was given the serum, Dr. Erskine- the man who came up with the serum and selected me- he said something very similar to what you just did. He said that I knew compassion and he made me promise, in his own words, 'not a perfect soldier, but a good man.' It's what I've tried to be ever since, especially since he was killed by a HYDRA soldier immediately after I got the serum. It's nice to know I've been doing at least some of that right. But what brought on such a heavy compliment from you all of a sudden, Wanda?"

[thiscrimsonsoul]

Wanda listened as Thor explained how things had all gone down on his side around the time Vision was killed. The time I killed him. In the moment, she'd been so focused on Vision and then on Thanos to notice what any of the others had been trying to do, so she listened intently as Thor told her what had happened, his tone taking on that of a confession, almost. She could feel his guilt and regret even without touching him.

"It wasn't your fault," Wanda said. "I don't blame you for what happened then, or for what happened afterward." It was the truth, really. It sounded to her that Thor had tried to do all he could in the moment, and then afterward, she knew he had his own people to consider and couldn't simply remain on Earth. Thor... wasn't the problem. Others had been capable of doing more but chose not to. Others could have taken better care of Vision in her absence but didn't. Those were the ones she was angry at, not him.

"Thank you," Wanda replied to Thor when he said her sons would've made great warriors. In truth, Wanda hated war, and she would never want for her sons to have to become involved in it. However, she understood that, culturally speaking, such a sentiment was a great compliment coming from Thor. For that reason, it made her happy.

She didn't know what to make of the bickering and the back-and-forth, rapid-fire conversation between several of the Guardians, and her exhausted mind could barely keep up at present. Wanda stood there, listening in silence, comforted at least by the fact that her relating of her tale hadn't caused them to immediately want to jettison her from their ship. Maybe they didn't believe some of what she'd said, or maybe they weren't interested in helping her, but it seemed that at least for now, she had a place to stay where she wouldn't be alone.

"I've had enough for now, thank you so much, Mantis," Wanda said with a small smile. "Oh, I... I can just... I can create my own clothing, no need to take from you," she said. "I don't want to impose, really, I just... can't stay alone anymore." The book continued on in its incessant whisperings to her, a bit affronted at the way Mantis had come between them. "Well alone with... with the Darkhold. But if it isn't too much trouble, maybe a shower would be nice." It wasn't as though she couldn't also instantly clean herself the same way she could create clothes, but there was something to be said for the warm water and the self care process.

"Are they alright with me being here, though...?" she asked Mantis but then looked to Thor. The Guardians seemed rather divided on Wanda's story and what to do about it. "I don't want to cause any problems. I seem to be doing a lot of that lately, wherever I go..."

What Have I Become? || closed reply

@thiscrimsonsoul continued from here

Mantis knew things would never be the same, not after everything Thanos had done to the galaxy. To the family Mantis had found when she wasn't even looking for one. She had always known the galaxy was cruel, so much so that Mantis only sought to make it softer with her gentle disposition. But, as she witnessed the aftermath of Thanos' plan, Mantis realized she would hardly be able to make a difference. She pushed the thought aside; after all, a small difference was still a difference.

Even though the galaxy had been permanently changed, Mantis enjoyed little moments like these, letting her mind wander while she would tend to her plants. She hummed a melody, her hands arranging the leaves calmly. Focused as she was, she didn't notice there was someone new aboard the Benatar. She was startled by a loud knock on her bedroom door, and she frowned slightly before reaching out to open it.

"Wanda?" Mantis asked. What was Wanda Maximoff doing in space? And how did she get into their ship?

Mantis wasn't too familiar with Wanda, but as the young woman threw her arms around her, begging for help, Mantis hugged her back almost instinctively. A victim of the Snap holding another in a moment of need, now that they were something other than mere dust.

"Wanda," she repeated, keeping her voice soft. "What...?"

Wanda's energy revealed she was unwell, so Mantis knew her healthy, youthful appearance was an illusion. Wanda was in so much pain... She was grieving, and she felt tremendous loss, guilt and overwhelming loneliness. Mantis rubbed Wanda's back in an attempt to soothe her, though she refused to use her powers for now. Sometimes people just needed a hug and a sympathetic ear.

"It's okay, you are safe. Thor is here, if you are looking for him, and... I am here, too. You are not alone," she said, hoping Wanda would understand that whatever had happened, she didn't have to go through it alone.

[why-what-no]

In Sickness And In Health

Pairing: Morpheus x Reader

Warnings: Illness

Summary: Morpheus takes care of his sick lover

Requested by: “Charlielovesjazz” & “leviathan8068” On Wattpad

Morpheus knew immediately something wasn't right with his lover. Even from the Dreaming, there was a tightening in his chest that couldn't be ignored.

He transported himself to their house, standing in the kitchen while he noticed the dirty dishes in the sink. Noticed the empty Tylenol bottle on the counter.

He could hear coughing from the bedroom, worry clouding his thoughts. Was (Y/N) being struck down by an illness? Was it bad? Knocking on the bedroom door, he called out to them. “(Y/N), are you feeling poorly?”

There was rustling on the other side of the door, followed by a dry chuckle. Which was in turn followed by a coughing fit. “Yeah, it’s just a cold. I’ll be fine.”

Morpheus rolled his eyes at their dismissal of their health, turning the doorknob and stepping inside the room. As he expected they didn’t look very well. Not deathly ill, he knew that immediately. But definitely sick enough that they were lying in bed with a tissue box beside them on the comforter. An empty glass on the nightstand on the other side.

“Clearly.” Sarcasm lacing his voice. He reached up, checking their temperature with a hand on their forehead. “Do you need anything?”

“Some supernatural healing would be great.” They chuckled, but Morpheus just sighed.

“Healing human illnesses is not one of my powers. I apologize”. And he really was, he hated to see his lover in pain.

They just collapsed back against the pillow, Morpheus’s hand in theirs. “Damn. That sucks. You should probably get back to work then, I don’t want anyone seeing me like this.”

Morpheus made a non committal noise, taking the empty glass from their nightstand and leaving the room.

***

“Damn, back so soon?” (Y/N) coughed out a laugh a few seconds later, when Morpheus reentered the room.

He raised the glass, which was now full. “I simply left to get you more water. I’m not planning on going home.” He looked down at them gently. “I’m more needed here.”

They groaned. “I looked terrible, though.” Their complain was dismissed by Morpheus.

“You look fine.” He pulled himself up on the bed, pulling them next to him. “You always look perfect to me.”

(Y/N) scoffed. However, they still cuddled up next to him, choosing not to reply sarcastically to his compliment. He held them gently, their head on his chest. His fingers gently traced over their arm as he pressed a kiss to their forehead.

“I’ll stay until you feel better.” He told them, meaning every word.

They hummed gently, voice tired and muffled against his chest. “Umm, in sickness and in health, I guess.”

“Pardon?” He tilted his head with a small smile. Knowing exactly what they were referencing, but wanted them to say it.

(Y/N) clearly regretted it, however. “It’s… it’s just some wedding vows that.” They stuttered, embarrassed for their sleepy words

“Does that mean you want to get married?” He asked, very interested in the answer.

“No, I just…”

“- Because I would not be opposed to that.”

They paused, absorbing his words. Making them make sense in their head. A shy smile was beginning to appear of their face. “You want to marry me?” Asked (Y/N) softly.

“To be bound to you.” Morpheus raised his free hand to stroke their face, staring that his lover with a loving expression. “Would be a paradise to me.”

He chuckled as they buried their face into his neck, hiding their face. But he could feel them grinning again him. Feel their joy at his words.

“Maybe ask me again when I don’t look like I’m dying.” They spoke against his neck, tone gleeful. “You’ll get my answer then.”

He already knew what their answer would be, but he nodded. “Of course.”

Happy to hold them in his arms as they fell asleep to the sound of his heartbeat.

[kitsuvil]

kaedehara kazuha - comfort (gn! reader)

y/n plans a surprise to comfort kazuha on the anniversary of the day that tomo passed away

the note kazuha left for you reads,

"i won't be home until late today. you can eat dinner alone, don't wait for me, i'll be safe."

you had just gotten home from helping out around town, to see that your boyfriend wasn't home yet. you knew why that was, but you decided to not voice it. not everyone can be sulking on a day like this, the world still needs to keep moving and you were going to take that drive and stick with it.

so, you quickly packed and left for naganohara fireworks. you were going to pick up a package that you had ordered in advance knowing what today was and immediately get to making him a surprise for when he returns. his late best friend would've wanted him to enjoy today instead of be depressed and just reminisce, after all. you only knew him from afar back then but just like everyone else, you were heart broken to find out what happened when it did. tomo's legacy still lived on in everyone's hearts and when kazuha was able to finish what tomo started, it struck a nerve in everyone's hearts.

"hello, this is y/n, i should have an order waiting to be picked up?" i ask yoimiya's father, who is stationed outside of the shop per usual. he looks at me strangely for a second, before it clicks. "yoimiya dear! can you get the kaedehara's fireworks from inside the shop?" he yells out. quite loudly, may i note. "of course!" yoimiya stumbles outside.

"hey, y/n! here's the package! tell kazuha i said hello and that i hope he's doing well, i'm so happy you're doing this for him and i'm rooting for you that it makes him a bit happier, i've got to get back to work now though!"

"thank you, yoimiya!"

and just as quickly as she appeared, she vanishes back into the store. she never fails to brighten my day with her cheery personality, even on busy and glum days like this.

but i should probably get back to the task at hand. now that i've got the fireworks that i wanted, i'm free to buy all the ingredients i want. i had conveniently heard of a new catch of perfect quality good fish, so i might as well put the situation to use.

i wanted to make some dried fish, adorned with autumn leaves to remind him of his home. it wasn't too difficult of a recipe, but there was many other things for the surprise i was planning so i had to hurry. though one thing at a time is probably a better plan.

after a short negotiation session with the fish seller, i got some discounted fish that was in beautiful shape and i rushed home. "maybe i should scrap that plan of one thing at a time," i glance at the time, the minutes ticking by as the sun began to grow lower.

though other than prepping food and creating the atmosphere for a beautiful picnic outside, there was nothing much else to do except wait until the star of the day came home. i sat on the grass beside the decorations and food i'd placed, admiring the view of inazuma. the sun was nearly gone, leaving a smooth and beautiful mix of colors in the sky, shades of pink, purple, orange, and red sparkled everywhere in the clouds. the trees that were visible from afar added earthy tones and later, the fireworks would only compliment the scenery more, almost as if it were straight from a painting.

"y/n?" a voice comes out from behind me.

"kazuha, welcome home!" i turn around, taking a look at the man of my dreams.

"what is all this?" he comes closer, taking a seat right next to me.

"some sort of a gift, to you and tomo both."

"is that why there's three plates laid out?"

"right you are, my love."

"this is... thank you, you should've been restimg now, i'm not sure why you waited so long for me."

"it felt right, i tried thinking of ways to cheer you up and make this a happier day and this was the best i could come up with."

kazuha and i share a minute of eye contact, no words spoken but every emotion shared.

"and don't judge my cooking, this is one of the first times i've ever tried to make a dish dedicated to someone else, i hope you know how stressful that is." i vent, trying to come up with a topic so we're not sitting in silence anymore.

"i could never judge your cooking and i doubt tomo would either, y/n. you feed me every night anyways, i would have a lot of audacity to poke fun at you for that, trust me," he takes a bite.

"i'll trust you on that one."

we continue eating, sharing words about how life would be if tomo was still around and just talking about how things have been as of late. there is no other time i would appreciate more than this.

"hey, guess what zuha? the sun set and the surprise isn't over yet," i nudge him and wink.

"really? what else wonderful things could you treat me to?"

"you'll see, i'll be right back," i run down to where i place the fireworks, activating them and then hurrying back to kazuha.

"look!"

with a boom, the first firework lights up the night sky. "how else would you celebrate something if it wasn't with fireworks?" i laugh. "you actually... i'll have to go thank yoimiya for setting these up for you, i know she's always busy," kazuha notes while staring up at the bright colors.

we stay quiet for the rest of the duration, leaning against each other as we admire the beauty.

"i know you'll always continue to pay respect to tomo and so will i, but we can't be so somber. if you're going to celebrate the life of someone you have to do it right. and i would never leave you alone in that, kazuha," i caress his face, planting a kiss on his lips.

"thank you, y/n," he embraces me and though i cannot see his face, i can imagine the tears that streak down it.

this. this story right here. has been sitting in my drafts since november of last year. so i thought i'd finally try to finish it and post it. not one of my most proudest works but you can't go wrong with a little bit of y/n comforting kazuha <3

(not rly proofread ngl)

[manybcdthings]

"That's a very biased source of information, though." Felix pretended to muse in response, but his grin grew over his lips again as Bella explained her very specific distaste for nature shows. However, his expression was full of endearment and a chuckle left at her expense. "No, it's only anxiety inducing for you. The predator and prey know the drill." he nodded, teasing her with a dry tone. "And so do...most people watching it." Felix added. He didn't move away from the poke of a finger to his face, if anything his smile stretched further and allowed his dimple to be a fully fledged target for the affection. "Pretty boy was not on the list of compliments I ever thought I'd receive, but thanks." he remarked with a laugh, the sound growing at the vivid imagery of them both balling their eyes out together. "Very romantic. Very Kafoevsky."

If anything, Felix wished he plucked up the nerve to interject when he saw Oskar and Bella speaking to one another. Instead, he knew any actions would be held against him but he also knew that Bella was more than capable to navigate the icy domain only a Ranstromen could create. Felix offered her a smile with a quick and diligent nod for the resolved discussion. He attempted to consider her next words, wondering if he would feel any differently about her or them if he was a personal side project for her brilliant mind. Instantly, Felix shook his head with a clear conclusion. "Isabella, you could tear me apart and stitch me back together all wrong and I'd still thank you." he declared with a wry grin, dropping a brief kiss to her forehead.

But with curiosity piqued about the flickering shadows, Felix was quick to follow her lead. "No, it wasn't very funny. Just funny." he quipped and took several quicker drags from his cigarette to be done with it and head inside. "Right behind you." Felix stated, throwing his unfinished cigarette to the ground, immediately stepping with Bella before a tsk left him sharply. "Oh for God sake." he griped without any true frustration, remembering her subtle ramblings for how birds peck at cigarette ends and die. "You subconsciously make me more conscious, it's terrible." Felix declared, plucking up the cigarette to discard of it properly.

END.

"The thing is, you can. Because I'm telling you." Bella counters with another laugh which promptly cuts off with the shake of her head, her finger pointing in faux warning. "That is entirely different. I don't want the predator to starve and I don't want the prey to die. It's high anxiety for everyone involved and I can't take it." she stresses before she's laughing again, and her once warning finger pokes at Felix's dimple with affection. "Yeah, pretty. You're very pretty, Felix." Bella insists with a much softer tone despite a grin on her lips. Both of them give one another the same look of mischief to his remark, Bella squinting her gaze teasingly. "Well, if you ever feel the need for a good old cry afterwards, just show me a browning leaf apparently, and we can do it together."

The smile she offers Felix is more genuine in the next moment, a little nod of her head to show his words have helped quiet down the faint nagging in the back of her mind. "Yeah it was the most relaxed grilling I've ever had." she laughs before meeting the topic with more seriousness. "Good." Bella then confirms, using her thumb to gently swipe away the light stain of lipstick from his cheek. Felix's question causes her to pause, but only for a moment before a shrug lifts her shoulders. "I get what you're saying but..." Bella pauses again to truly mill through the thoughts. "It wouldn't feel very nice for you? If the person you're with just saw you as a curiosity they can work out and piece together." which was her one and only concern.

The flicker of shadows bring a halt to the entire moment, Bella blinking to register what her eyes have witnessed as a second quick flash of darkness moves over them. "Really weird." she mutters, her lips tugging into a clueless frown and a thoughtful one as she glances back to Felix. Her expression quickly deadpans to his humor, even if she laughs. "That's not very funny." Bella comments, fighting her grin as she taps his arm. "Hurry up, nicotine fiend. We should probably tell someone about that." she points, already making steps to the door. "It might be nothing but better to be safe than sorry."

[minho-hoho]

Yandere!ENHYPEN's reaction to: Another member liking their S/O

❁ Genre ⇛Angst, Yandere

❁ Pairing ⇛Yandere!ENHYPEN × GN!Reader

❁ Warning ⇛Jealousy, violence, cursing

❁ Requested ⇛Yes (I did a request combo because they were similar)

❁ A/N ⇛Request are closed, tag list is open! Sorry for not posting frequently, I can't manage my time correctly lol. This is getting too long I'm cutting this in two sorry. I hope you have a good day/evening/night ~

MASTERLIST

˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊Lee Heeseung ¦ 이 희승 ˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊

Heeseung already suspected Jay from the beginning, the way he was always looking at you and was always engaging in conversations with you and always found an excuse to spend more time with you. Bit he was his fellow member and he tried to trust him as much as possible. But it was always getting on his nerves whenever he always complimented you shamelessly even when he was there too.

“Y/N you look really pretty/handsome today” He'd say, and Heeseung could've swore that he could have beaten the living thing out of him.

Jay was often buying you gifts and was always ultra kind and patient with you. Which bothered Heeseung.

But he'd always try his best to let it go, because it was true you were pretty/handsome, but it still irked him and rubbed him the wrong way.

Everything was going somewhat finely until Jay actually tried to kiss you even though he knew you were Heeseung's. He was infuriated and if you didn't stop him he might have killed Jay on the spot.

“The fuck did you think you were doing, asshole?!” He told Jay, grabbing him by the collar.

“Isn't it a known fact that their my partner?” He growled as he tightened his grip.

“I-I'm sorry I don't know what came over me, I justー”

“Shut up. I know how much you like them. But you gotta stop right now if you don't want to get hit.” His grip tightened even more and Jay now had trouble breathing correctly.

“Got it?” Jay nodded eagerly.

“Good.” Heeseung released him. As he walked away grabbing you by the arm.

˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊Park Jay ¦ 박 제이 ˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊

He was always weary of everyone ever approaching you in general, so it did not take long for him to notice how softly Jake was looking at you at all time. How much he tried to make plans with you, how much thought he put in his gifts or words to you. He immediately suspected that Jake liked you. And he wanted to put a stop to it as soon as he noticed. But he was still nice to Jake as he was still his best friend. And Jake acted like he understood, and that he'd tone down with you to make him more comfortable, and while Jay was still a bit weary he trusted him.

But he was more firm and strict when he saw Jake being a bit too close to you.

“Hey Y/N, did I tell you that you looked beautiful today?” He smirked. You laughed and thanked him out of politeness, but you knew how Jay was and how if he found out Jake was going to be regretting ever approaching you.

Jake leaned in, and now your faces were very close. As soon as Jake started to get closer to you, Jay somehow appeared and threw him on the ground harshly.

“I thought I warned you to not approach them huh?” He brought his fist close to his face.

“I fucking knew you liked them. You bastard.” He gave a punch to his face.

“I'm so sorry! I won't do it again! I just- I knew it was wrongー” Jay started to choke Jake.

“Don't ever approach them, ever again. Better yet don't even think about about approaching them.” He squeezed Jake's neck even tighter.

“I like to think that you understood your lesson now, hm?” Jake tried to nod as Jay smirked.

“I'll let you go, but don't say a single word about what happened and remember, don't try to do any of this shit again”

˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊Sim Jake ¦ 심 제이크 ˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊

Jake absolutely despised the closeness that you shared with Sunghoon. But he absolutely never tried to put an actual stop to it, he just thought that being jealous of his best friend wasn't right, especially because you were amazing and it made sense that people liked you and wanted to become close to you.

And with that mindset he bottled inside all of his feelings about you and Sunghoon's relationship. It was especially hard for him when he saw Sunghoon consistently complimenting you and you always accepting them and most of the time returning them too. To be fair, Jake never gave you a reason not to, he was always nice and kind, and getting punished wasn't something that happened in your relationship. And he always wanted to tell Sunghoon to tone it down, but he didn't want to come across as mean or whatever.

But he started to feel even worse when Heeseung started to tell him how weird it was for you and Sunghoon to be this close, how Sunghoon always gave you tons of gifts, how he always complimented you, how he always went out of his way to spend alone time with you and such.

“Yeah man, it seems like Sunghoon's definitely fancying them” Heeseung told to Jake as he was sulking at the thought of it.

“You think so too?” He sighed as his head sunk low. He went to look out for you in the room that Sunghoon shared with the younger members. And when he opened the door he saw the worst thing in his whole life.

“Looking like a snack as always huh?” He “jokingly” said, you laughed being used to his flirty jokes that he often used with you.

Sunghoon was so mesmerised by your smile and laughter he couldn't help but lean in and try to kiss you, as he did in dreams. You didn't even notice as your eyes were closed by your laughter.

“What the actual fuck” Jake interrupted Sunghoon. He immediately stepped back, he felt his stomach sink. He knew how wrong what he tried to do was, and he immediately regretted it.

“I-I'm so sorryー Fuck, I mean it's all my fault okay? They didn't do anything I should have thought about the consequencesー”

“Shut up. Why the fuck did I even trust you in the first place? You know what I can't stand your face right now, if Y/N wasn't there right now, you would have at least ended in the hospital.” His face was now emotionless, which scared both you and Sunghoon.

“Now you better keep whatever you have to yourself and don't try that shit anymore or you're fuckin' dead okay?” He took a deep breath. And he brought you to your house.

˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊Park Sunghoon ¦ 박 성훈 ˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊

He already didn't want to present you to his members. He wanted to keep you to himself, and he knew that his members were handsome and that they might steal you from him. But you kept insisting to meet them, and he couldn't resist you and your cuteness. And he regretted his decision very early.

It didn't take you long to get pretty close to all of them, but you got particularly close to Heeseung, he was funny and you two's personalities matched perfectly. You knew how jealous Sunghoon could be, but you thought that he wouldn't mind it when it was was his own members, but you were wrong. In fact, it bothered him even more. In his head, his members were like family to him and they knew that you were his so why would they do this to him? This idea angered and saddened him. He despised the idea of both losing and his second family.

He was very quick to realise how Heeseung was fancying you, and he wanted to put an immediate stop to it as soon as he noticed, but Heeseung's older than him so he kept his frustrations and anger to himself.

It all bottled up very quickly in him, and it wasn't long before he snapped or cracked.

He constantly rolling his eyes whenever you and Heeseung were together and he was more than ready to break someone's arm whenever he complimented you shamelessly.

“Ah Y/N, looking good today huh? Heeseung would often say to you. And he did try to tell Heeseung about it, but Heeseung kept reassuring him that nothing was going on and that nothing would ever be going on either. It didn't reassure him at all, his behaviour whenever he was near you never changed, it even got worse. But the vase that broke the camel's back was when he found you and Heeseung talking and joking. It seemed somewhat fine, he was used to it. But when Heeseung suddenly grabbed your cheek and brought his face closer to yours he lost it.

“What the fuck are you doing?” He shouted.

“I fucking knew it anyways” He mumbled. He then threw the nearest object to Heeseung making fall to the ground. He didn't waste any time before grabbing his throat and squeezing it.

“I fucking tried to be nice and let you do whatever and that's what you try to do?” He squeezed his throat even harder.

Heeseung was almost about to pass out, but he stopped just in time. Tears were falling out of your eyes without you knowing. Sunghoon got up and looked down on Heeseung.

“Now you know what you shouldn't do.” He hurriedly brought you to your house and calmed you down.

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