#i could definitely use a hug right now so this is very nice 😭

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The Secret of Us [LH]

II. The Flame of Us

summary: a 5 chapter miniseries in which Lewis chooses you to coordinate one of his new projects, but the instant spark flicking between the two of you makes the professional lines grow a little blurry. do the both of you feel the same?

author’s note: the very much awaited chapter two is finally here! i'm not allowed to have any more horny hours after this one istg 😭 thank you girls for all the support you showed me on the first chapter of this plot that I love so much! hope you enjoy this 🩷

warnings: yall this is a big ass smut with very little plot ngl 😭 MINORS DNI!! p in v, protected AND unprotected sex cause i'm crazy, some hair pulling and a lot of filthiness. let me know if i'm missing something!

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wc: 10 171 - English is not my first language! Feedback is always appreciated

After Lewis’ invitation, you are left confused, divided between a ‘yes’ or a ‘no’, your hands softly trembling as your brain tries to process his words. 

Standing in the middle of your office, with your desk working as a wall between your bodies, your eyes are connected to his, while you’re both trying to read each other. 

Lewis’ hand is tightening around the arm rest of your chair, an attempt to hold himself up so his knees won’t buckle at the suspense you’re creating, the silence diving in between your bodies being enough for his blood to rush with anxiety. 

Please, Y/N. Don’t leave me here like this. I don’t know how much longer I can take it. I need an answer. 

It’s like the four walls surrounding you are getting smaller and tighter as the minutes go by, making it harder for you to breathe while you continue thinking about his offer. A dinner out, with your company’s most important client, behind your boss’ back? It seems like the perfect plan to get you fired, honestly - and you’re not in the mood to lose your job, right now. 

Your brain keeps telling you to decline his invitation, to please say no, for yours and everyone else’s sake. Don’t create a problem where everything is peaceful and nice. You like your job, your boss isn’t that bad, you have a good position at the company, and if nothing is going wrong, why would you actively try to find a fire to burn yourself in? 

On the other hand, your heart - that stubborn little organ that always likes to play hard to get, but that somehow, has softened up so much at the sight of Lewis and the little moments you’ve shared - it’s the responsible one for all the doubts clouding in your mind, for the warmth erupting through your chest every time his name pops on your phone screen. And it’s the one telling you to accept it, to have dinner with the man in front of you, to enjoy some more alone time with him out of the cage that your office currently represents when you’re together. 

Each emotion has a different weight on your shoulders, making you feel almost incapable of making a decision. You have given your all to this company, during the years that you’ve been working here - you have worked many extra hours, more than you were supposed to, even taking a series of work projects home, to finish in the middle of the night, losing all sleep so you could change projects overnight, just because the clients decided so. 

And still, having met so many different people, no one has ever made you feel the way that Lewis does. No matter how wrong this might look, it definitely doesn’t feel wrong inside of you whenever he gets close to you, whenever you hug, when he leans over your chair so you can notice his perfume. And maybe you need to put yourself first for once, instead of continuously giving your all to your work and career. Where does your love life stand in the middle of all this, in the end?

Taking a deep breath, you finally decide to break the uncomfortable silence that felt enough to drown your bodies. 

Fuck it. He’s right, it’s been time already. Give yourself a try, Y/N. - you think to yourself.

- I guess you win, Lewis. And I really do like Italian food. - a smile is attached to your words, feeling the weight of your choice already, scared of what can happen, but still confident about your decision. 

Suddenly, the world stopped for Lewis, feeling that the most subtle glimpse of happiness has spread across his entire body, lifting away all the worries and anxious thoughts that were consuming him lately.

You said yes. You accepted his invitation, he is officially going to take you on a date. The man can’t even believe the words that just left your mouth, letting the widest of smiles finally show up in his face, as he leaves his place from behind your desk, walking over to meet your figure again. 

- Are you being serious? - he whispers, almost afraid of breaking the bright bubble that you got him into, right now. His fingers are careful when reaching for your face, gently caressing your cheek, making you blush while you nod your head ‘yes’ at him.  - Yeah? - he confirms again, earning another nod from you, laced with a loving giggle escaping your lips as he keeps insisting.

- Italian it is, then. Saturday night? I’ll pick you up - Lewis tells you, his chocolate eyes melting into yours as he continuously gets lost in them, leaving him to fight the urge to taste your lips while he’s still caressing your skin.  - I guess we got ourselves a deal, Hamilton - you smile at him, defying the tone by calling him by his last name instead of the first, as you usually did. And somehow, the way you refer to him always makes his eyes darken a little more, his heart feeling hot in his chest, making him gulp, desperate to restrain himself from showing you how badly he wants you. 

Instead, he just nods at you, with a different sparkle covering his eyes now, a fulfilled smile on the man’s features - already wishing for time to pass by faster, eager to see you outside the four walls of your office. 

Inside of your minds, it feels like Saturday takes a while to arrive. Both yearning for the day to finally be here so you could go out together, getting to know the versions of the other that are forced to be kept away when you’re surrounded by a professional environment. 

The weekend finally comes, and while some shy rays of sun are trying to wake you up, the ping on your phone, indicating that you just received a new message, it’s what really pulls you out of your slumber. 

Lewis’ name pops on the screen, and there’s a tingling feeling growing in your belly already, a blush spreading on your cheeks, as if it’s the first time that he texts you. 

‘Good morning, Y/N. I know we’re out of office hours, but I had to email you some important info from the suppliers, about the new pieces we were planning on doing. Please take a look if you can. By the way, wear something fancy tonight. I can’t wait to see you - I already know you’ll look stunning.’ - the text reads, and it amazes you how this man has the ability to make your face burn, stealing a giggle from you even with just a message. 

Sighing softly, you reply back with a simple ‘got it. I’ll check the email asap’ - ignoring his compliment, not wanting to give into his ego that much already. Working on some tasks you had to get done for work, time passed by a little faster, until it’s almost time to get ready for your date with Lewis. 

It’s almost impossible not to feel nervous, and that goes to the both of you. While your heart is racing in your chest, your hands softly trembling when you zip the dress you had chosen for tonight, Lewis is still diving inside his closet. The man who is constantly seen in public events, always causing different reactions with his outfits, is now feeling the pressure to look his absolute best, just for your eyes to see - the most important ones for him.

At 8 pm sharp, your doorbell rings - just as you had agreed. Applying some perfume, you gather your jacket and purse, taking a deep breath before opening the front door of your house. 

Once you do, your eyes fall on Lewis - sharing an anxious smile with you, while slowly eyeing your figure from top to bottom, his gaze burning you already, as he needs to refrain from biting his lip at the sight in front of him. 

If he could have it his way, he would forget all about the dinner reservation that he prepared for the two of you, dying to just dive into your lips, tasting your flavour, finally allowing his hands to freely roam through your silhouette. 

But tonight is about more than just that, it’s about the opportunity to get to know more of you, the secret sides of your personality that you can’t show him during office hours, so the man forces himself to take a deep breath, regaining his senses and trying not to drool at the sight of you - something that he has been forced to do in every single meeting with you, as well. 

- Absolutely stunning, as always, Miss Y/N - the man finally speaks, reaching for your hand to kiss your knuckles like a true gentleman. 

His silliness always makes a smile appear in your features, mentally cursing yourself as you feel your cheeks growing red already. Oh boy, you already know this is going to be a long night. 

- You don’t look too bad yourself, Sir Hamilton - there you go again, playing with his mind with the damn ‘Sir’ title, that always seems to fall from your lips in the most sultry way that Lewis has ever heard.

Both of your insides are already catching fire just at the strong presence of your auras colliding, trying to meet once and for all, only to be interrupted by your will to keep your composures, not letting the little devils on your shoulders to win just yet. 

Opening his arm just a little so you can intertwine your arm with his, the man shows you a wink.

- Ready to go? The restaurant awaits for your gracious presence - both of you laugh in unison at Lewis’ words, who’s slowly feeling some of the anxiety leaving his body for good, growing confident and comfortable the more he makes you laugh with his jokes. 

You knew that the man would bring his up game tonight, but you never expected to have an entire balcony just for yourselves, allowing your eyes to admire the best view of the entire city, while having dinner at one of the most prestigious Italian restaurants in London. 

Your job allows you to live a comfortable life, to travel around the world, to eat at some of the best restaurants there are, but that’s not the most important part of life for you. And tonight, it’s like you don’t even know how to act. 

Sitting at your table, you look around, noticing every detail of your surroundings. The small, romantic candles that are strategically positioned on the table and throughout the entire space you’re staying in.

Lewis sees your eyes wandering around the balcony, admiring the place he booked for the two of you. However, he feels like he’s losing you, craving your attention already, wanting to feel your eyes on him again. So, his fingers gently travel through the table, meeting yours in a soft, deliberate movement. 

Grounding you for a second, bringing you back to reality, to the person in front of you, he finally catches your gaze, giving you a soft smile as his fingers keep touching yours, a small gesture that you are soon to reciprocate, feeling how warm his skin feels when compared to yours, how the night seems to grow quiet while you’re focused in the other’s touch. 

- Hey, you - Lewis says, his tone low and soft, almost slow, as if his brain is trying to decipher the best way to kick off this evening.  - Hey - you giggle softly, feeling shy when compared to the magnitude of the space surrounding you. - There was no need for all this, Lewis. I would’ve been just as happy to have McDonald’s inside your car, parked somewhere where we could see the sunset. - you say, truthfully, feeling slightly out of place at all the fanciness surrounding you. 

You are a simple girl, above all. And Lewis knows it. Throughout these last weeks, he learned how you don’t really care about fame, power, and fancy restaurants. He learned that you would rather have breakfast at your favorite small bakery, next to your house, instead of having a breakfast typical of five star hotels. How the scones he would bring you, would absolutely make your entire day when you were stressed, desperate to go home and find one of your books, cooking your favorite meal just to make you feel a bit more sane. 

He knows that you would be fine with a nice pasta or even just a pizza, better even if you would ask for it in takeaway, eating it with your pajamas on, while watching your favorite show in his company. And that’s one of the infinite things that he loves about you already. But tonight is a special night for the two of you, so he decided to do something different - realizing that you really deserve something as special as you are, in his eyes. 

- I know - he giggles at your idea. - Maybe we can do that on our next date, how about that? 

The tips of your fingers are still intertwining, moving to caress the other’s skin from time to time, even when the waiter puts the dishes in front of you two. It’s a comfortable, small touch, that carries all the meaning of how badly you don’t want to let go of one another. 

- Already thinking about a second date, Hamilton? You don’t even know if you’ll survive this one, yet - you joke, an eyebrow raised at him in a provocative tone, smirking at the way he loses his composure at your wittiness. 

You might be joking, but Lewis knows that you’re right. He feels himself on the verge of losing his sanity just by the way your hands are connected, he needs to force his brain to stay in this moment, and refusing to picture where this night might take you two, feeling like he could run out of air if he gets to feel more than just your hand in his. 

- You’re right, Miss. But I plan on making it out alive, I plan on both of us enjoying tonight as much as possible without killing each other in the process. And maybe we can repeat these sorts of events, no? Amongst other things… - he cracks a bit, feeling his cheeks growing a bit warmer as well, trying to disguise it with a sip on his cup of wine. 

You might repeat it, if tonight feels worth the second part to everything that’s playing in your mind so far. It’s like your fingers are tingling to get Lewis out of the jacket that’s safely covering his tattoos, his toned chest, the strong arms that you just picture wrapped around you, while his plump lips are attached to your neck - making a devilish grin appear in your face the more you pay attention to your thoughts while looking at the man in front of you.

The way you two get along so well, as if you’ve been friends for years, amazes you. How the conversation seems to flow so effortlessly, laughs, giggles and blushing cheeks erupting between your figures, making the night seem warmer, cozier, away from all the pressure that once was felt in the pit of your stomachs.

It’s like the world outside doesn’t exist. As if you don’t have to worry about your work duties, about you and Lewis being business partners, your brain not even thinking about your boss and how he would completely lose his mind if he found out that you and Lewis Hamilton are out on a date, on this Saturday night. Tonight, none of that matters to you.

As time passes by, the touches between your frames start longing for more, the tips of your digits touching, slowly become completely intertwined fingers, trying to feed yourselves off the small crumbs of warmth you can get from the other, when the table insists on distancing your bodies.

Once you two had finished your dishes, Lewis decides to get up, stretching his hand for you to take, carefully welcoming your body closer to his, finally savouring your proximity without a table in between your figures.

There’s not an ounce of shyness pooling in your body anymore, not after feeling so comfortable around the man in front of you - so, you take the first step, gluing your shape to his, until he is wrapping his arms around you, your hands gently caressing his chest through his buttoned up shirt. 

Your eyes don’t leave each other’s features, even with the most breathtaking view of London in front of you - Lewis is everything you want to look at, engraving all his details in you, in the same way he keeps focusing all his attention in you, an enamoured smile splattered all over his face, his hands softly rubbing your back, as if you are the most precious thing he has ever touched. 

- This view is gorgeous - he says, smiling even wider when the sparkle in your gaze matches his.  - It sure is - you agree, making the man lose it a bit more as he feels the intensity growing between your shadows, to the point of becoming absolutely unbearable. 

There they are: the butterflies, flying from your stomach into the air, surrounding you and Lewis, creating an invisible string that just seems to pull your bodies together more and more, as if that was possible - wishing you could melt your skin into his, at this point.

One of the man’s hands leaves your back, finding its place on your cheek, putting a strand of hair behind your ear, giving him more access to your details, carefully touching you, seeing the way you’re suppressing a smile out of embarrassment. 

Burning in desire for each other, you both reach for the other’s lips, almost at the same time, finally giving in to all the building tension on your bodies, that just continued growing for weeks on end. 

With Lewis’ hand safely cupping your face, one of your hands reaches for the man’s neck, both of you holding the other as close as humanly possible, your lips finally savouring each other - getting to taste the sweet cherry that both of you have been craving for so long, dreaming of it to the point of almost driving you insane. 

And now, it’s definitely driving you wild. Your tongues finally meet, clashing together as you explore the other’s mouth, the adventure feeling so new yet so familiar, as if you had known each other’s body for so long, from daydreaming about this moment so much. 

The world completely stopped now. Everything went silent, and it’s just you and Lewis living this fiery moment between your souls, sharing all the emotions and sensations travelling through your bodies with one another. 

Neither of you wants to break the kiss, insisting on remaining connected, even if you’re running out of breath - searching for oxygen in the other, breathing each other’s warmth and passion. 

But once you’re forced to distance your mouths, desperate to catch some air, your lips still long on his skin, caressing his cheek lovingly, as your foreheads remain glued, your noses touching, maintaining the typical eye contact that you two are used to already. 

There’s a moment of silence, but neither of you needs to say anything: your bodies, your connection speaks for yourselves, and the infatuated smiles on both your faces aligns with the soft eyes, caring touches as you try to come even closer to each other, Lewis reaching out to hold you safely in his arms again. 

It definitely doesn’t feel real. After dreaming about it for so many weeks, it finally happened - your lips finally met, in an ardent, burning reunion that held all the desperation travelling between your bodies since the first time you saw each other, after all the times where your mouths threatened to kiss on their own will. 

Lewis is in awe, completely in love with you, without a doubt that you are everything that he wants, everything he needs, giving him all the feelings he wants to keep close to his heart, sensing the way they make his heart beat faster, the type of adrenaline that he only finds when he’s near you. 

Without enough words to describe this moment, the man reaches to catch your lips in his again, giving you another long kiss, showing you how badly he wanted this to happen, how many times he pictured this moment, and how perfect it is in reality, way better than any dream he could have while being alone in between the sheets of his cold bed. 

- Your lips are sweeter than any scone we could have at your office - he jokes, after pecking your lips a few more times. 

This is the type of intimacy that you never had with anyone else in your life - the type of connection that you can feel in your soul, reaching the darkest corners of your insides, not leaving one single part of you unnoticed, seeing you in your entirety. 

Breaking the tension between your bodies, you feel yourself relaxing as you wrap your arms around his neck now, allowing a chuckle to escape your lips as you roll your eyes playfully at his words. 

- You’re such a prick - you complement his inside joke, seeing the way he feels comfortable to laugh out loud now, feeling his shoulders shake under your touch, his giggles being enough to make flowers erupt inside of you, leading to new butterflies to appear.  - Yeah, but you seem to like it quite a lot - he whispers teasingly, capturing your lips in his again, in a sloppy yet hungry kiss, trying his best to hold all the impatience running through him at the anticipation of having more of you. 

But he can only do so much, so Lewis’ hands slowly travel down your waist, testing the waters at the way you react when he reaches for your bum, gently rubbing it while you are one who looks for his mouth now, growing needier for him just as much. He smirks into the kiss, hearing the almost unnoticeable little hums that you let out as his hands continue touching your backside, grabbing your ass hungrily as he deepens the kiss again - showing you how he can’t wait to get out of here. 

However, he still has some remarks to make. Admiring the figure in front of him, his eyes land on the navy blue dress that you carefully choose for tonight, one that hugs your body perfectly, leaving very little to his imagination, but one that desperately leaves him wanting more and more from this date.

- You look divine in this dress, darlin’ - he says sweetly, with a hint of seductiveness in his tone, while his hands are still dedicated to your ass, through the fabric of your outfit. 

You know, that’s why you picked it for this date. You were sure that it would drive Lewis mad, and you can’t control the knowing smirk that shows up on your features when he compliments you. And finally, you decide to play your last card:

- What if I told you that I only chose it so you could take it off? - you seductively whisper in his ear, reaching to bite his ear lobe, chanting victory in your head as you notice the way he physically reacts to your words: gulping, his hands tighten the hold on your bum, unable to hold himself back from landing a cheeky little slap on your left ass cheek, before growing serious and asking you “what are we waiting for, then?”

With fire in your eyes, you leave the restaurant, hand in hand with the man whose perfume keeps igniting a burning desire inside of you, making it almost impossible for you to keep track of everything that’s happening around you.

The atmosphere between you two could set everything ablaze inside the car, as you steal glances at each other’s features, silly smiles showing from time to time, mixed with soft, teasing giggles that can be heard from time to time - while you notice the way Lewis is gripping the steering wheel harder, the more your hand insists on travelling through his leg, your lips ghosting on the skin of his neck, making him desperately loosen up the tie that was keeping his outfit and composure all together.

It feels like the car ride back to his place is taking forever, especially in his mind, having you teasing him during the entire time, exploding with anticipation as he finally gets to park his car inside the garage.

The sync you two share could be felt from miles away, so you are both fast to leave the car, your bodies meeting again as Lewis holds you closer to him one more time, your lips hungry for the other’s, almost as if you can’t breathe without the air he brings to your lungs, anymore. 

When his hand snakes around your neck, bringing your face closer so he can deepen the kiss, it’s like everything else stops, existing in this moment just the two of you, in a deserted world that’s just inhabited by the two hungry souls inside of your bodies. 

Sloppily walking to the door, the man can barely pick the right key, struggling to leave your lips untouched, untasted by his own, longing to be close to you as soon as he needs to break the kiss, even for just a second. 

Closing the door behind you, it’s like both of you can feel the weight of all the invisible ties that were once holding you down, leaving your figures. Finally, in between four safe walls that allow the two of you to do everything you want, without any pressure, masks, disguises, having the freedom to be honest with yourselves, with your dreams, needs and desires. 

With your back pressed against the door, your mouths connect again, the passion emanating from your lips, so strongly that it can be felt through each goosebump showing in your skin, your touch making electricity running in Lewis’ veins.

Growing impatient, the man picks you up, his toned arms holding your shape like it’s nothing, his mouth exploring down the skin of your neck while you’re sighing lightly, biting your own lip when realizing how lucky you got tonight. 

His jacket falls to the floor just before he starts carrying you to his room, your fingers playing with the tie that’s still loosely hanging around his neck, smirking at him, both anticipating the following moments. 

Once your feet feel the floor again, you pull him by the tie, connecting your bodies as your fingers start to untie the buttons of his shirt, reading him between the fire mirroring his gaze on you.

He’s enticed by you, by your touch, by the way you seem to make the most powerful wave crash in his body, soul, while seeming to calm him down at the same time, your soft skin soothing all his nerves, wanting to feel more of you, delving himself in the depths of everything you are, everything that you mean to him. 

Once his upper body is in full display for you, your eyes take a second to admire the sight, your hand shamelessly reaching to feel his muscles, to travel between every crevice of his abs, holding yourself to his biceps as if you are on the verge of losing your balance, due to his presence. 

Reaching for you, his hands land on your hips, taking a moment to appreciate you, your beauty, your intensity, the fact that you are, finally, here with him. The tip of his nose nudges yours gently, making a smile appear in both of your faces, and the sparkle in his eyes is noticeable as he shares a loving gaze with you. 

Connecting your lips once more, he quickly distances your mouth, dedicating himself to the skin of your neck, using all his endless time on you, not wanting to rush this moment, wanting to properly taste you, savour the sweetness of your skin, warming himself through you, sharing the connection that’s bonding you together. 

You lean your head back slowly, silently giving him more access to your skin, humming and whining quietly when he finds your sweet spot - your soft sounds giving him the hint, that he happily takes, committing some more minutes to the places that make your back arch, the warmth of his tongue being enough to make you spiral just by feeling him licking the favourite places of your skin. 

His left hand is carefully cupping your face, moving your neck gently as he switches the places he wants to focus on, while his right one is still safely holding your hip, keeping you in place so he can explore your collarbone, landing open mouth, wet yet soft, sweet kisses everywhere he can reach - your shoulder, the part of your chest that your cleavage allows his lips to reach. 

Your hands softly touch his muscles, noticing how they seem to tense the more he grows desperate to get you out of your dress, ready to destroy the barrier that the fabric keeps representing between your bodies, craving to see you in your entirety, anxious to show you just how badly he wants you, needs you. 

Finally, his hands roam your back, reaching for the zip of your dress, slowly undoing it in a matter of seconds - looking at the excited expression in your face that you can’t seem to hide.

Tonight is all about you, for him. He wants to make the most of it, for both of you, hoping he will be able to show you everything you make him feel, how you hold the power to make his heart pump blood faster into his veins, making him weak at the knees everything your hand touches his.

As his hands slowly slide the dress down your body, his lips follow the movement, landing countless amounts of the softest kisses he possibly can give to the bits of skin that he’s slowly unveiling for his eyes, his fingers feeling every curve of your shape that soon comes into full display for the man. 

You feel the warmth of his mouth in between your breasts, down your stomach, one of your hands reaching for his braids, caressing his scalp as he continues dedicated to your skin, to the point of getting on his knees once the dress completely falls to the floor. 

He looks up at you, his big, chocolate, sweet eyes focused on your face, trading glances as he continues to land kisses on your upper thigh, your hip, his fingers caressing your legs, feeling addicted to how soft you feel to the touch, how your perfume seems to make him feel even more obsessed with you. 

Getting up and undoing his pants, letting them fall to the floor as well, he finally meets your body without barriers, your figures gluing to each other again as soon as your mouths touch again, your hands diving in the other’s shape, discovering every corner of the body that you both have been dreaming about incessantly. 

His touch is absolutely lethal. Neck kisser, hips grabber, travelling through your body with just a one way ticket - not planning on coming back after touching heaven with his bare hands.

No heels, no dress, you’re just in your skin, just like Lewis, having the thin fabric of your underwear separating your cores, but feeling how ready he is for you when he finally lays you on the bed, softly grazing his bulge on your center, groaning in between the fight that your tongues keep enduring - opening your legs wider for the man that’s still trying to refrain from moving too much, wanting to enjoy each second of having you all to himself.

Still, you probably feel even more impatient than him, eager to finally get what you came here for, so your nails softly graze the skin on his back, reaching for the band of his boxers, letting him know how badly you want to feel him.

- Eager, aren’t we? - he jokes lightly, his teeth biting your bottom lip gently, hearing the needy whines erupting from your body as you give him puppy eyes. - As if you don’t want me just as much, Sir - fuck, maybe you should stop playing with his head. But maybe you are way too determined to end this night with a victory, desperate to feel him, all the details of his body, wanting to forget about life and all the problems clouding your mind for a moment, while he is making you moan out of pleasure. 

He chuckles slightly at your provocation, ready to completely lose control, so he can finally show you how you have been playing with fire all this time - more than prepared for his flames to connect with yours, burning you two together as you allow your figures to be consumed by the insatiable blaze of pleasure erupting between you. 

But if that’s what you want, that’s what you’ll get. Lewis wants to give you everything you ask him for, willing to run around the entire world to grant all your wishes - just so he can reciprocate the immense feelings and sensations that you create on his body and mind.

And if he was feeling a bit nervous in the early evening, right before dinner, now the heat running through his veins makes him feel like he’s being completely electrified by your silhouette, your gaze, your touch - and oh girl, you have no idea what you’re in for, tonight. 

His hand lazily travels down your body, reaching for your panties, his fingers teasingly playing with the band, while his lips finally wrap around one of your nipples, his tongue caressing it until goosebumps are dressing your skin again. 

Your sounds are soft, sweet - traveling to Lewis’ mind, making him feel even weaker than he already is, wanting nothing more than to continue to listen to your moans and whines throughout the entire night. 

Ignoring the band of your underwear, he decides to give in to your pleas - but just a little bit, as his digits slowly start to rub you through the fabric that’s still covering your core. And still, you feel your entire body being set on fire, by the pressure that he strategically applies when reaching your bundle of nerves, his lips still sucking on your right nipple as if the man’s life depends on it. 

His fingers feel how wet you are by now, how ready you are to take him - all of him, wanting his body to possess yours, to cloud your mind until you even forget about your own name. The thoughts travelling through his mind, mixed with the sensations of your wetness, your fingers slightly pulling on his braids, your whines, begging him to touch you more, to give you more, to finally give his all to you, are enough to drive him absolutely wild. 

  Lewis is naturally a dominant man, so the more you open your legs for him, your own fingers trying to grab the band of your panties, desperate to get rid of them, he is the one holding your wrists gently, taking your breath away with another kiss to your lips - while his hands finally reach for your underwear, ripping the fabric apart so you don’t even have to worry about sliding them down your legs.

His action makes a smirk appear in your face, wrapping your lips around his tongue, sucking it lightly as your hand pulls his face even closer to yours - silently letting him know how you like it rough, how you had waited long enough for this moment, how you’re done with the teasing, your fingers reaching for the shape of his hard dick in his boxers, reminding him how he needs to get rid of those, as well. 

Grunting in your mouth, he gets the hint, using all his strength to abandon your figure on the mattress, feeling his skin growing colder as he finally gets up, moving to grab a condom from the bedside table, sharing a teasing, intense gaze with you as his own underwear leaves his body, now. 

His dick looks painfully hard, making drool form in your mouth at the sight, seeing how his hand safely wraps around his member, hissing as he touches himself lightly. Biting his lip, his eyes never leave yours, both losing your minds at a distance, showing just how needy you two are feeling for your bodies to finally merge together. 

Putting on the condom, Lewis meets you on the bed again with a different side of him showing, now. He wants you, all of you, and he wants to give you everything you wish for this moment, forgetting about the hours, the fact that tomorrow will arrive either way - focusing only on this night with you, putting to the side all the different thoughts about an entire life with you, for once. 

He collects some of your wetness with his tip for some seconds, your foreheads touching as your eyes speak for yourselves, your lips savouring the other’s as he gently pushed himself inside of you. 

Both breathing out the air that you were holding in out of anticipation, Lewis’ arms wrap around your figure, bear hugging you so he can feel you closer, while you’re wrapping your legs tighter around the man’s waist.

Giving you a moment to adjust to his size, his lips are quick to adorn your entire face with kisses, wanting to make it as pleasurable and easy for you as possible, in need to feel your body melting with his, so you can feel as carefree as you can. 

With your lips meeting again, the makeout session between your bodies grows hotter and needier, letting him know that he can move, that he desperately needs to move, as your arms snake around his neck, touching his hair, nails grazing on the skin of his shoulders. 

Feeling your warmth and sliding into your wetness is enough for Lewis to let out the hungry man inside of him escape. Starting off slow, he really wants to take his time with you, but the more you groan in his ear, pulling on his braids, the more he feels you are growing needier for more action, more friction, encouraging him to move until sparks are flying from your frames. 

Focusing on the feeling of his hard dick pressing your walls, to the point of making you see stars, you beg him for more, definitely not wanting him to take it slow with you, not wanting to feel like you are making love in this night that reeks of desperate sex, made to solutionate the heat erupting from the both of you, nothing else. 

The more Lewis picks up his pace, the more your sounds grow audible, echoing through the four walls surrounding your bodies, his mouth attached to the sweetest spot on your neck - licking it, sucking on it until purple bruises are showing up on your skin, making him smirk to himself at the sight, the closest he will ever be to mark you as his. 

Your eyes roll to the back of your head as he fucks you rougher, feeling the way his cock keeps hitting your favourite spot, your moans mixing with the sound of your skin clapping, your hips meeting as you try to move your waist, taking him the best you can. 

Pumping pleasure into your veins, Lewis can’t hold back his own whines and groans, feeling your nails scratching their way down his back, your walls wrapping around him tightly, driving the man absolutely insane as he hides his face in the crook of your neck - only for you to pull him by the braids, connecting your lips in a hot kiss again, your tongues playing with each other until saliva is dripping down your chins. 

It’s hot, sensual, needy, loud, rough, and you don’t know how much more you can take, feeling a bubble slowly growing in the pit of your stomach, as he keeps hitting your g-spot effortlessly, making sure you won’t forget about tonight.

In the middle of his rough, accelerated thrusts, he still takes some time to kiss your cheeks softly, to compliment you, letting you know how good you feel, how you are taking him so well - words that you don’t pay enough attention to reply to. 

You feel yourself on the verge of hitting your climax, growing desperate at the way he keeps moving inside of you - fast, rough, desperate, almost writing his name on your skin, as his lips keep sucking bruises on your chest, his hands travelling through your figure sensually. 

Even if your mind is turning blank already, your pussy throbbing and clenching around his dick, you still try to use all your strength to cut it off, to distance his body from yours, noticing how Lewis immediately stops his movements once he feels your hands on his chest, slightly pushing him away - leaving him with furrowed eyebrows, a confused look on his face. 

- Did I do something wrong? - he immediately asks, only to be shushed with your index finger touching his lips. 

A sultry smirk is covering your features, taking control of the situation now, as you roll Lewis’ body over, so he can lay on his back. Kissing his entire chest, that’s moving up and down as the man tries to catch his breath, you soon find the path back to his mouth, licking his lips softly, only to be met with his hunger once again - his tongue meeting yours halfway. 

He’s enticed by your actions, curious to see what move you’ll put out now, and your movements definitely surprise him. 

Your hand reaches for his dick, wiggling your eyebrows at him once you slowly start to remove the condom from his member - seeing how his eyes widen, his voice calling your name softly yet sternly, trying to catch your attention, so you won’t do it. 

Shushing his troubled mind with another kiss, you let him know that it’s okay, that you have everything under control - winking at the man in front of you, your fingers working to finally release his cock from the condom wrapped around it. 

Now, you are in control, and you feel the most powerful ever when you move to straddle Lewis - only to see him biting his lip again at the view, his hands travelling up and down your sides, stopping at your boobs so he can pay some attention to them, massaging them until he feels you melting at his touch again.

But the melting doesn’t last long. You were so close to your orgasm, but this isn’t how you want tonight to end - in a bear hug, kissing Lewis as you reach your highs, acting like a couple all along. You. Are. Not. Making. Love. 

Turning your back to him, you work your magic, moving so you can slowly connect with him again, sinking down on his dick in a reverse cowgirl moment. You can’t see it, but Lewis is biting his lip again at the sight of your ass in full display for him, feeling his hands touching your ass cheeks before you start moving. 

But this isn’t your first rodeo, and Lewis needs to understand that. Leaning your body so you can hold yourself to his ankles, you start moving your hips up and down, in a seesaw movement that has the man whimpering under your figure in minutes. 

Feeling each other raw only makes your bodies feel hotter, his member diving in your ocean, feeling each inch of your wetness dripping down his shaft the more you bounce on him, sensing how incredibly warm and tight you are for him - leaving him to hold your hips strongly as he admires your silhouette getting all the pleasure from his body, as the man meets your movements, thrusting up inside your needy cunt, harder and faster by the minute. 

On the other hand, you don’t know how you are keeping it together, being left completely speechless at the way Lewis manages to fuck you so good from this new angle you just found, making stars cloud your brain, not being able to say anything besides the filthy, loud moans leaving your throat right now, as you feel every vein of his hard dick moving in your walls, so fast and rough that you know that he is engraving every detail of his dick inside of your pussy, at this point. 

But this is what you wanted all along, and you can’t hide the victorious smile on your face - that you are happy that Lewis can’t see, right now. Your brain keeps cheering at the way you seem to have him wrapped around your finger, having him doing everything you want, allowing you to use him for your pleasure - something that you plan on keeping up.

For you, this isn’t making love, for Lewis, it’s exactly the opposite: if love is fire, you definitely have a lot of flame - especially to set him alight. And that’s how, minutes later, you are whining at the way the tip of his dick purposely hits your g-spot again, feeling so full of his cock that you never want him to stop, this sensation to end, feeding all your dreams and wildest fantasies with him, now. 

You beg him not to stop, and the man’s hand travels up your spine, making you shiver, only for his fingers to intertwine with your hair, making you arch your back in his direction, his other hand on your hip, almost trying to hold you in place as you continuously sink on his cock, drenching him with your juices as you feel the bubble in your stomach almost bursting.

- Touch yourself, baby girl. You wanted me to be rough? Here you go. Now do as I say - his thick, hoarse voice says, entering your ears and travelling through your veins almost with immediate control over your movements, hearing him moan as he notices your hand snaking between your legs.

Your fingers feel your wetness as soon as you reach for your clit, touching yourself in a way that you know so well now, feeling so familiar yet so new as you try to focus on your movements while Lewis’ dick is still buried deep inside of you, not letting you stop for a second. 

Still, you circle your fingers around your pearl, rubbing the juices that are dripping out of your cunt on it, your digits almost escaping your favourite spot to touch at how wet you are, now. 

Your loud moans suddenly disappear, leaving you with just small, needy whimpers to escape from time to time as you focus on your pleasure, on touching yourself as your body starts clenching again, your muscles growing stiff as you can see your release so close already, chasing it the more you rub your clit, as if your life depends on it. 

With a final, deep thrust coming from him, you final hit your high, hearing Lewis moaning behind you as he continues buried inside of your pulsing cunt, emptying inside of you - just how you wanted, exactly how you begged him to do some seconds ago, feeling his cock twitching in between your walls, the more he milks his seed inside of you. 

Regaining your breaths, soon you’re leaving your place on top of him, realizing how his arms are already open, waiting for you to join him. The sight makes a genuine smile appear in your face, lying your head in his chest as you both sigh, your body focusing on the way his arms immediately wrap around your figure, his lips kissing your sweaty forehead, his gentle eyes looking at you as if you are the purest thing he has ever seen - even after all the filthiness that filled this room for the last hour or so. 

The space surrounding you two is comfortable, almost as if it was meant to be, leaving very little space for words, both of you focusing on the other’s gentle touch instead, and the way you just made each other feel. And the soft warmth erupting from his shape is enough to put you to sleep in minutes, especially after feeling your body so tired and sore from the latest activities that took place in today’s agenda. 

Waking up to soft kisses landing on your forehead, some fingers gently playing with your hair, you open your eyes to an adorable Lewis, who's looking down at you with a loving smile plastered all over his face, whispering a soft ‘morning, darlin’ to you.

Last night exceeded all his expectations. To him, it was way more than just sex - it was the common share of the connection that makes your bodies merge into one, taking each other to heaven and back in a matter of minutes, leaving him to feel some butterflies tingling in his stomach just as he reminds himself of how it feels to kiss your sweet lips, how his hands seem to belong glued to your silhouette, travelling through your body during sex, and rubbing your back softly, playing with your hair right after, so he can make you feel loved and desired.

He has been awake for a while now, admiring your peaceful figure while his mind came up with ideas to surprise you. The man wanted to get up, go to your favourite bakery to grab the infamous scones you always share, and maybe even pick some flowers on the way home, so he could see your shy smile on your sleepy features, like he has been dreaming about for so long. 

But, the way you looked so beautiful, so safe and protected to rest on his chest, made him give in to his plans, forgetting about pastries and flowers, acting selfish one more time so he could enjoy every second of having you nestled in him, feeling you so close to the point of even thinking about tattooing your moles in his veins.

Smiling back at him, your lips connect for the first time this morning, making sparkles appear one more time - something that you would pray it wouldn’t happen again. But, shrugging it off, your hand caresses his cheek softly, as you take a deep breath before lying further more into his chest, wanting to feel him closer too. 

Last night was incredible - of course it was. Lewis touched you in ways that no other guy ever did, changing your perspective of desire, neediness, showing how a man acts if he really wants you. 

You know you are not the one for him, you could never be. To be honest, you just wanted to be one of his girls, even for one night, so you could kill the fire erupting between your bodies, finally getting a taste of each other. 

But, as you wake up, the feeling of cuddling him, of being safely wrapped in his eyes, makes your heart shift a little more.

- Never thought you were the cuddle type - you break the silence, a curious smile on your face as you notice his eyebrows furrowing almost in a comical manner. - Oh, baby girl, there’s a lot of things that you don’t know about me yet - he chuckles, kissing your temple as his words make you stare at the horizon for a second.  - Yet? - you can’t stop your mouth, the question escaping your lips before you could even process it.

But instead of considering your reaction weird, he just gives you an honest smile before replying.

- Uhum. I plan on seeing you again, and again, and again - he states confidently, landing a soft kiss on your lips in between each repeated word, sealing his promise. 

Leaving your lips, his mouth is slowly starting to travel down your body again, his eyes shining as he looks up at you while he kisses your chest, moving to the skin of your stomach in seconds.

As much as you want this, there’s a bitter voice in the back of your head, taking you out of the transe that Lewis’ touch always gets you in, forcing you to interrupt his loving actions. 

- You know we shouldn’t do this - you say insecurely, your voice small when compared to the way he makes you feel so powerful and important to him.

He is fast to stop his actions, moving his body to be by your side again, noticing how your eyes look big and even somewhat scared in your face. He knows what’s in your mind: if your boss finds out about any of this, your job will be on the line, and you don’t want to flush your career down the drain because of a man. 

Still, he tries to lighten up the mood, nudging the tip of his nose with yours gently, until he sees a small smile threatening to appear on the corners of your lips.

- Shouldn’t we? This feels pretty right to me - he says, kissing your lips with a light aura surrounding him, almost as if he can send some of that tranquility to you.  - But we are business partners, Lewis… - you try to argue, only to be met with a rejecting look on his face, shaking his head ‘no’ at what you’re trying to imply. - Stop. - I’m not doing anything - you try to reason with him, only for him to wrap his arms tighter around your figure, nestling you in his chest again. - You’re trying to find excuses for what we did. Stop. Nobody cares if we’re business partners, please stop thinking about how your boss won’t be happy if he finds out about us. This happened because we both want each other - he says, in between sultry kisses to your lips.

And just like that, he shushes away all your fears, wrapping you in a soft, easy bubble of love. Soon enough, his arms are picking you up from the bed in bridal style, walking over to the bathroom so you two can have a shower.

It’s weird, but soothing - the way he makes you feel, how you two are so comfortable around each other, even while being naked without having sex, seeing how he hugs you from behind as the water dripping on your skins warms both of your bodies.

- Thank god it’s sunday and I get to have you all to myself - he says in your ear, kissing your shoulder softly, never wanting to let go of you.

Yeah, thank god for the F1 breaks and weekends without work, that help you relax in the comfort of Lewis’ arms, almost making you believe that you could get used to this on a daily basis. 

The shower is filled with laughs, gentle touches, loving kisses, lots of music playing in the background, making you forget about how this man almost drove you to insanity due to the way he touched your body last night - definitely leaving marks on your figure that will forbid you from forgetting about him for some days. 

Still, his touch is as soft as ever when he’s rubbing your back, your belly, your legs, insisting on kissing your features nonstop, voicing out loud how you’re the most gorgeous woman he has ever seen, making you blush while you try to cover your pink cheeks from him. 

- I’m going to go get dressed, baby. Take your time, okay? I don’t want you to rush - Lewis informs you, pecking your lips once more before leaving the shower, with a different plan in mind. 

You stay there for a bit more, hoping the warm water can help you soothe the sore sensation in between your legs - and also leaving you with some time alone to think about everything that happened, and how the pet name he just used made a tingling sensation erupt through your entire body. Maybe you like this, maybe you could really get used to this, to see him more, to have more soft moments by his side, besides the sex scenes that you still envision to have with him. 

Putting on a tracksuit, Lewis leaves his house for some minutes, trying to make his plan work now. Rushing, the man goes to the closest bakery, buying some scones, cookies, croissants and a bit of everything that he can see on display, really - not knowing if you are craving something different for breakfast today. 

The man wanted to stick to his initial plan, but the line at the bakery was longer than he expected, and he starts growing scared that you might have left the shower already. So, on the way back home, he picks a small flower from one of his neighbours’ neatly kept vase. 

Stepping out of the shower, you call Lewis’ name, only to be met with silence. Walking around the house, you find it weird that it’s empty, you being the only soul inside of the space right now. There’s a hint of disappointment hitting your heart right now, you can’t lie. You don’t know why he left, why he would leave you alone at his own place, but maybe this is just a sign that you can’t get used to this on a daily basis. 

“It was a fun night, and that’s all it was” - you think to yourself, moving to put your dress from last night back on, a frown on your face as you gather your belongings, getting ready to leave this house as well. 

As you are searching for your purse in the living room, not knowing where you put it in the middle of all the events that took place last night, the front door swings open, startling you as you are met with Lewis’ figure again.

His eyes grow a bit when he sees you in your dress again, his eyebrows furrowing before speaking.

- Are you leaving, love? - he asks quietly, almost as if the thought of spending the day away from you is making him sad already.  - Well, you left as well, so I thought it was a hint for me to go - you try to explain, stuttering a bit at how nervous his presence is making you feel again, and you can’t quite figure out why.

Surprised by your words, he walks over to you.

- A hint? Baby, I went to get us breakfast! - he shows you the bag from the bakery. - Got us scones, of course, some croissants, cookies, and a bunch of other things because I didn’t know what you wanted - now it’s his turn to give you a nervous smile, handing you the small purple flower that he picked for you. - And this is for you. 

How does he have this incessant power in himself to soften up your stone cold heart so much? To the point of almost feeling small tears tingling in your eyes, forcing you to push them away as you take the flower from his hand, smiling like a teenager, feeling the damn crimson painting your cheeks one more time. 

His fingers caress your cheek lovingly, almost afraid of seeing you run away if he gets too close. But still, he lets his feelings show, doing what his heart keeps begging him to do.

- Please don’t go, baby. We don’t have much time just to ourselves outside your office, and today it’s sunday… Unless you don’t want to spend the day with me and you really want to leave, of course - he is rambling, his eyes looking into yours, reading you as another smile erupts from your face, taking action to kiss his lips. - I was really craving a croissant and a coffee - you joke, noticing the relieved sigh that escapes his body, sharing another enamoured smile with you. - Choose a t-shirt from my closet, love. I’ll set the table.

It’s been a while since you’ve had such a nice, carefree, light sunday, feeling safe enough to be wrapped in someone’s arms as you share scones and kisses, cuddling up on the sofa while watching silly movies and sharing funny life stories in the middle of it. 

And in between all the worries that show up from time to time, there’s still something that erupts inside of you - something stronger than all the intrusive thoughts that might try to ruin your moments with Lewis. Something that shows you how much you enjoy the time spent by his side, in a way that you never thought you would. 

It even leaves you to believe that, in a parallel world, if things maintain this level of intensity between you two, you might even allow yourself to open up a little more to the man that’s right in front of you - cooking dinner as he shamelessly dances and sings to his playlist, making the most genuines smiles erupt from your figure, ones that you definitely hadn’t seen in a long, long time. 

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↺ |◁ II ▷| ♡ | INTRO. welcome to my compilation of yoonchae being loved by the other nct units and other people because who does love her 💜✨

𓈃⠀⠀🎞️ ๋ ㅤCLIP ONE⠀⠀峠

*if you’re not a nct 127 member then you aren’t a real yoonchae lover* – circa 2022

*johnny and jaehyun visiting her on set of her mv*

*they have mask on so she doesn’t notice them* “she’s filming right now look at her” *jaehyun with the mom stance is killing me* “is that dress not too short , i hope she’s comfortable.” *the real parental figure of yoonchae💯* “she doesn’t see us yet” *after she’s done* “oh she’s done we can go see her now.” *yoonchae doesn’t notice them* *notices them but thinks they’re staff* “yah , why are you walking away?” *yoonchae confused* *notices who it is* “oh , oppa!” *look how her eyes light up* *notices johnny* “oh shi- yah , why are you about to curse?” *she looks so happy* “when did you both get here?” “we missed you so we came to see you while you filmed” *they missed her im 😭* *literally showing them everything* “have you eaten?” *mother jaehyun back at it* “later” “call me later and i’ll treat you.” *still salty she could see jaehyun off but at least we got one last jaechae date before he left*

𓈃⠀⠀🎞️ ๋ ㅤCLIP TWO⠀⠀峠

*when yoonchae interviewed jennie* - circa 2024

*yoonchae staff not telling her who’s she’s interviewing* “who is it?” “tell me!” *look how cute she is🥹* *knock on the door* “is it that them?” *hands her a blindfold* “what is this for?” *gets help putting the blindfold on* “oh my god this is so scary JUST TELL ME!” *jennie walks in* “okay you can take it off.” “if it’s like my family or my members im quitting the show.” *takes blindfold off* *doesnt notice jennie* *notices jennie* “oh fuck!” *hides behind a chair* “hi!” *jennie is so cute😭* “why did you guys do this , im wearing sweatpants” *jennie trying to hug her* “no you’re too cute” *yoonchae is about to start sobbing* *yoonchae successful fangirl* “let’s sit down” *trying to stay calm* “I’ve been wanting to meet you” *cut to jennie playing her songs* “oh my god me you know me?” *like yoonchae you’re famous too😭😭* “of course who doesn’t love this show and you?”

*jennie is so real 💯*

𓈃⠀⠀🎞️ ๋ ㅤCLIP THREE⠀⠀峠

* even random children on the street love yoonchae * – circa 2023

*a clip of yoonchaes vlog in la alone* “im sitting in a park alone in the grass and eating strawberries.” *living her cottage girl life* *the toddler notices her* *she smiles* “there’s a very cute baby here and they’re watching me” *the baby walking towards her* “oh they’re coming over here” *waving awkwardly* “hi baby” *gives the child a handshake* *child gives her a full blown hug* “oh my goddess, you’re so cute” “bye baby” *child waves before walking back to her parents* “oh my god a child likes me I’ve been blessed by the angels aboved”

𓈃⠀⠀🎞️ ๋ ㅤCLIP FOUR⠀⠀峠

* idols talking about yoonchae* – mix reactions

*yoonchae performing with nct dream* *aespas karina* *karina leans over to giselle* *mouthing* “why is she so cute?” *giselle noticing the camera* *karina covering her mouth , both of them laughing*

*hyunjin stray kids* *talking about his collab stage with her* “she was so nice to everyone , she bought everyone food after” “i would definitely like to collab with her agains , she’s really talented.” *yoonchae and hyunjins never ending friendship is so cute*

*red velvet seulgi and her love for yoonchae* “yoonchae is watching?” *her little smile oh no😭🩷* “chae chae, chae chae where are you?” “chae chae when can you come over” *yoonchae comments: tomorrow unnie* *seulgi gets excited* “it’s been so long come over and i’ll cook for you” *yoonchaes big sister fr😭* “i love her so much , chae chae i love you”

𓈃⠀⠀🎞️ ๋ ㅤCLIP FIVE⠀⠀峠

*yoonchae being a honorary member of wayv* – circa 2020

*behind the scenes of the nct2020* *where tens love for yoonchae started and he adopted her* “yoonchae my child come” *yoonchae being adopted by a member of every unit in nct* “where is yoonchae?” *yoonderys first on camera interaction!!* “czennies i told you we knew each other , they didn’t believe me , i told them im gonna be a wayv member and they called me delusional.” *throwback to yoonchae telling the public she’s learning chinese from yang yang so she can join wayv* “she’s our honorary member” “yeah we love yoonchae” *yangyang saying this now means something different😭*

*bonus clip* *after yoonchae walks away , yangyang follows behind her* *hendery notices* “yangyang and yoonchae are close” *ten doing damage control* “yeah they’re good friends” *now that we know the real story this did not help🤔*

↺ |◁ II ▷| ♡ | OUTRO. it’s good to know she’s always protected and loved by people … but nobody can compare to love og yoonchae lovers … nct dream ( but that’s for the next video )

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[mysaintkitten]

hii first of all i just wanna say your writing is amazing & you are so very talented 🤍!!!! every time i see you’ve posted something i can’t wait to read it :]

anyway!! i was hoping i could request a jonathan crane x reader fic in which he gets jealous and protective over his gf <3 reader is really pretty (like one of those pinterest or ig baddies) and not the type of girl people typically picture a doctor dating lmaoaoao but he gets jealous n stuff bc people hit on her 😭 ugh i’m rambling now but ty ily 🤍

thank you so so much !! you are so kind !! i appreciate it very very much !! ilyt !!

Claimed | Jonathan Crane x fem!reader

prompt: someone tries to flirt with you at an event, and jonathan doesn’t take it lightly (NSFW!! NO MINORS!!)

WARNINGS: brief awkward interactions with pushy men, mentions of spiked drinks/possible death, implications of murders/killing, unprotected sex (p in v), jonathan and reader are both possessive, breeding/pregnancy kink, squirting, creampie

word count: 4.3k *not proofread*

“sweetheart, we’ve gotta go soon!” jonathan calls out to you from the front room. he stands in front of a large full body mirror making some final adjustments before he leaves. he takes a deep breath and slides a small syringe into his pocket. hopefully he won’t have to use it, but tonight could be hectic.

there’s a large event in gotham tonight and jonathan wants to make sure he looks his absolute best before showing up. though, he doesn’t think he’ll have to worry so much. with you on his arm, he doubts anyone will be paying much attention to his looks.

jonathan wasn’t an ugly man by any means, but you’ve lost track of how many times people told you that you’re out of his league. you didn’t see it. he’s handsome, smart, and sweet. well, sweet towards you, at least. and that’s what mattered.

“i’m coming, just hold on!” you shout back from the bedroom as you slip on your heels. you quickly walk towards the vanity before flattening our your dress and shifting it around so it hugs your body just right. once you’re happy, you head out and meet jonathan in the front room. as soon as he sees you, his anxiety begins to fade and a proud grin appears on his lips.

“darling ..” he coos as he begins to take a few steps to meet you in the middle. he runs his hands along your arms and kisses you softly, making sure he doesn’t ruin your makeup in any way.

“do i look nice?” you ask, jonathan chuckles breathily. “you look stunning, my love. now come on, we’ve gotta go.”

you sigh as he lightly grabs your wrist and starts to lead you outside, “nothing wrong with being fashionably late, jon.”

the drive to the event is rather quiet, you stare out the window, jonathan stays fixated on the road with his hand on your thigh. after a few minutes pass and you begin to arrive closer to the event jonathan decides to give you a brief rundown of what to expect.

“all right, these people will be obnoxious. and pretentious. and dull. but all you have to do is smile and nod and look pretty, okay?” jonathan asks sweetly. he’s not exactly asking you, he’s telling you. but you don’t mind, this is his event after all, you’re really just there to be eye candy. a subtle little ‘fuck you’ to the people who doubted him and his abilities to find love. jonathan was perpetually single for years until he met you, and the people around him made it their mission to never allow him to forget it. but you flipped a switch within him. his soft, gentle side began to spill out more and more. although he still definitely kept his cold and calculated side, he just tried to keep it away from you as best he could.

jonathan pulls up to the gotham museum where the event is being held. there’s a handful of people outside, standing and talking, but the real business is going down inside. you start to feel a bit nervous, you knew this event was going to be big, but this was more than you had anticipated.

you glance over to jonathan and flash him a smile, hoping to convey authentic happiness, but when you see him frown slightly in response you realize you weren’t very convincing.

“it’ll be all right, darling. i promise. you can cling to my arm the entire night, no one will bother you.” he whispers, petting the side of your face gently, “they know what i’m capable of.”

the implication of violence gave you chills. it was hot knowing how evil and dangerous he could be, while on the flip side be so affectionate and loving. he’d get down on all fours for you, kiss the ground you walk on. he had never felt that way about anyone, not in the slightest. in fact, he held partial animosity towards most people. some stronger than others. after years of being picked on and ridiculed, it’s not surprising he felt this way.

you nod at his words and form a genuine smile, making jonathan smile in return.

“let’s head inside.” he hums.

you exit the car with jonathan and begin to approach the museum, already noticing people look your way and whisper amongst themselves. you wrap your arm around jonathan’s, holding him close as you enter the event.

as you’re inside for merely a few moments, taking in the scenery and people around you, you hear someone shout from afar.

“crane!”

you and jonathan’s heads shoot over to the direction of the shout, where you’re met with a man you’ve never seen before. you feel a bit worried, but then you look over at jonathan who’s smiling. you begin to relax, if he’s not worried, you’re not worried.

the man is finally face to face with jonathan, where he grins widely and sticks out his hand. jonathan laughs and shakes the man’s hand, “been a while, hasn’t it?”

jonathan notices your confusion and breaks the handshake to speak to you, “darling, this is a friend of mine from university, his name is dr. fiske.”

you’ve heard of dr. fiske before. jonathan said he was his only friend throughout university. it’s nice to finally put a face to a name. you smile shyly at him and stick your hand out to shake his hand, “pleasure to meet you.”

he shakes your hand and nods, “same to you, miss.”

“is this your girl, crane?” dr. fiske asks, a smirk forming on his face as he drops your hand.

jonathan nods while grinning proudly, “she’s all mine.”

“look at jonny go!” he exclaims happily, smacking jonathan’s arm playfully. jonathan laughs and shrugs, “i know, i know. i got very lucky.”

you can’t help but smile at his words, he always made sure you knew how much he appreciated you and how lucky he got with you. but to hear him tell it to others really solidified his love for you, you’d never been put on such a pedestal by a partner before.

“well, i won’t hold you guys up. it was nice to see you crane, and it was nice to meet you ma’am.” dr. fiske adds before leaving to head to another area of the event.

the night goes well. jonathan talks to people, and you do as he asked. smiled, nodded, looked pretty. and he was right, these people were like parasites. energy leeches. it was becoming more and more difficult to feign this contentment when your annoyance was beginning to boil inside of you. you can only hear so many rich pricks ramble about how great they are in one night.

luckily, the conversations begin to fizzle out.

“would you like to get a drink?” jonathan questions, already knowing what your response will be.

“yes, please.” you sigh with relief. it would be much easier to pretend to be interested if you were drunk, but having to do all this sober was really putting your acting skills to the test.

jonathan chuckles and leads you to the bar, “stay here for a moment, darling. i need to use the restroom. don’t move, i’ll be right back. order yourself whatever you’d like.”

he gives you a quick peck on the cheek before heading off to the bathroom. you really didn’t want to be alone surrounded by people you didn’t know. but you’re grown, and you remember what jonathan said. they know what i’m capable of.

“gin and tonic, please.” you order politely, the bartender mumbles and begins to make your drink.

as you stand there, clicking your nails against the counter while you wait, you’re disrupted by an unfamiliar voice.

“here all by yourself, hun?”

you quickly swing around with a confused expression on your face, and you’re met with an extremely tall stranger that reeks of alcohol. you have no idea who this man is, or why he’s decided to talk to you out of all people. of course this would happen the moment jonathan leaves your side.

“uh .. no, actually. i’m here with my boyfriend.” you respond flatly as you hear the sound of the bartender placing your drink down behind you, you thank them and grab your drink, bringing it up to your lips and taking a small sip.

“well .. he doesn’t seem to be around, love.” the man noticed while slurring, “doesn’t he know better than to leave a pretty thing like you unattended?”

“he’ll be back soon. and trust me, he will not be happy to see you talking to me.” you warn, feeling irritated at this man’s inability to take no for an answer.

he clicks his tongue and tilts his head, “aw. can’t even have a conversation with you? that’s too bad .. i’ll give him something to get angry over ..” he laughs as his hand begins to meet your hip, you push his chest back firmly, spilling a bit of your drink in the process.

“don’t touch me!” you snap, hoping to god that jonathan hurries up and saves you.

“sweetheart ..” the man chuckles lowly, putting his hands up defensively, “relax, now. what your little boyfriend can’t see won’t hurt him, right?” he whispers as he reaches to touch your hips again.

you go to push him again, “i said don’t touch me!”

in the midsts of your rage, your eyes meet with jonathan. he may be far away, but you can tell he’s fuming. he nudges people out of the way and quickly strides over to you, his expression becoming angrier by the moment. suddenly, he’s behind the man’s back with a drink in his hand. his gaze burning into the back of his head.

“is there a problem here?” jonathan growled, the man turns around and scoffs. jonathan’s visibly shorter than the man, but that doesn’t faze jonathan in the slightest. the man scoffs at him, “not at all, man. just chatting with this lovely lady.”

jonathan’s gaze switches to you, and you shake your head slightly, trying to convey to jonathan that you didn’t want to talk to this man at all. he knew what you were trying to say, and he knew this wasn’t your fault.

“interesting,” jonathan responds unamused, “well hopefully you’ve said all you needed to say. come on, darling. let’s go.”

he reaches his hand out for you and you quickly latch onto him, avoiding making eye contact with the unfamiliar man.

he laughs, “wait wait, this is your boyfriend? jesus.”

jonathan wanted to leave as soon as possible to avoid causing a scene, but these little digs were making it harder for him to think rationally.

“yup. she’s all mine.” jonathan sighs, “feel free to look. but you cannot touch.”

the man laughs, not realizing how scarily serious jonathan is being. the energy is making you extremely uncomfortable. he swallows and forces a smile, “here, man. no hard feelings.”

jonathan hands his drink over to the man, to which he accepts it and nods. “yeah man, no hard feelings.” he mumbles while taking a sip. you’re confused. jonathan has never behaved like this. normally, he’d resort to getting violent, yet he gave this man a drink like it was some sort of reward.

you clench harder on jonathan’s arm and the two of you turn to leave, you hear the man make one final comment from behind you;

“keep me in mind, sweetheart. i know you’ll be thinking about me.”

you shudder from discomfort, speeding up your pace as you head towards the door.

once in the car, you sit awkwardly in the passenger seat, unable to relax.

jonathan gets into the drivers seat and slams the door, “goddamn prick ..” he groans, aggressively putting on his seatbelt.

“baby, i’m sorry, he came up to me and he wouldn’t take no for an answer ..” your voice trails off as you can’t figure out what else to say

“no, no, darling, it’s not you ..” he assures, “it’s that stupid fucking bastard in there. who does he think he is? what makes him think he’s worthy of your attention?” though jonathan knows you wouldn’t betray him like that, he’s irritated at the man’s attempt.

you rub jonathan’s arm, “he’s arrogant. and he’s probably never been told no in his life .. he couldn’t win me over if he was the last man on earth.”

jonathan huffs and begins to drive off, you remember how jonathan gave him his drink.

“baby?” you whisper, interlocking your fingers with his,

“hm?” he responds, not taking his eyes off the road,

“why’d you give him your drink?”

he grins while remembering, “well, i couldn’t drink it anyway. i had to drive us home.”

that makes sense now that you think about it, maybe he was offered a drink and accepted it to be nice.

“and i slipped something into the drink.”

your expression drops, “what?”

jonathan just shrugs and continues to grin, “he needs to learn a lesson. i guess he just didn’t know what i’m capable of, but now he’ll know.”

what you didnt know at the time was as jonathan began to approach you, he slipped the syringe out of his pocket (which you didn’t even know about to begin with) and squirted the concoction into the drink hastily. your heart starts to race a bit, a mixture of fear and admiration. he really would do whatever to protect you. you don’t know how severely he’s hurt this man, whether the drink will simply knock him out or flat out kill him. you didn’t know, and that gave you a rush. he was already tipsy anyway, whatever happens to him won’t get pinned on jonathan.

“i’d do whatever for you, darling. anything.” he hums, clenching your hand harder, “i know, i know ..” you agree, “i’d do anything for you, too. i’m yours.”

he groans and loosened his grip on your hand, shifting your hand down lower between his legs, “all mine, pretty girl. all mine.”

you gasp softly as he guides your hand to his growing bulge, “you get so many men all worked up, baby .. yet i’m the one that gets to touch you, and hear all those pretty noises you make as you come undone.”

you run your hand along his clothed cock without his guidance and you feel yourself becoming aroused as your thighs tense together, the intensity of the situation was making your heart pound and your mind foggy.

before you know it, he’s pulled up outside of the house.

“get inside, go into the bedroom. i expect to see you ready by the time i get there.” he purrs, you hum while taking your hand off of his bulge, quickly heading inside and shutting the door behind you before kicking off your shoes. before you’re even near the bedroom you begin to unzip your dress, giggling quietly as you hear jonathan enter through the front door, locking it behind him while sliding off his shoes.

as you stand in the bedroom, you fully slide the dress off, tossing it on top of the hamper before quickly unclasping your bra and sliding off your panties. you scramble, slightly breathlessly, onto the bed, and lay back as you wait patiently for him.

a few moments later, jonathan enters, sighing at what he sees.

“oh, my girl ..” he purrs, walking over to the bed before crawling onto it, planting kisses on your ankles as he works his way up your legs, “so well behaved .. all for me ..” he praises as his kisses make their way to your thighs, where you slowly spread your legs apart for him. he groans at your pussy, continuing his desperate kisses along your inner thigh.

“look at that pussy ..” he hums lowly while using his index and middle finger to spread your lips apart, “god. i’ve killed men over this cunt, you know that, darling?”

you whimper at his tone as you shake your head, tucking your bottom lip between your teeth while staring down at him.

“well ..” he coos while sliding a finger inside of you, “i have. i’ve kept track of the men that have harassed you, hurt you, annoyed you, hell, even the men that looked at you the wrong way. notice how you’ve never seen them again?”

the more you think about it, the more you realize you never had to deal with these men more than once. the incident would occur, you’d tell jonathan, and he’d take care of it. it’s sickeningly attractive to know how far jonathan will go for you, knowing how absolutely pussy whipped you’ve made him.

you gasp as he slowly fucks you with his middle finger, your mind finding it hard to focus on one specific thing.

“for .. for me?” you whimper, feeling yourself becoming slicker

“all for you, my love.” he sighed against your thigh as he continues to place small kisses along your inner thighs, his lips inching closer to your swollen clit, “all for you.” he whispers one last time before suckling gently on your clit while continuing to finger you, sneaking a second finger in while you writhe beneath him.

“o-oh ..” you moan, “jonathan, please ..”

your pussy clenches around his fingers and he hums against your clit, slipping a third finger in as you whimper loudly,

“j-jonathan, please!” you mewl, snaking your fingers down into jonathan’s head and tightly locking your fingers into his hair, he briefly pulls off and continues to finger you while groaning “let me taste your pretty pussy for a bit longer, darling ..”

your cheeks burn at his praise, your thighs beginning to twitch around his head as you become wetter, the sounds of his slick tongue and drenched fingers become even louder. lewd squelches and soft whimpers are all that can be heard, along with jonathan’s occasional hums against your clit.

he can feel you become close, he’s able to recognize your involuntary jolts and twitches all too well. he pulls his fingers out and takes his lips off you, huffing quietly as he brings his slick fingers up to his mouth and sucking the arousal off.

the dirty act makes your chest flutter, he’s so desperate to taste each and every drop of you, trying his absolute hardest to make sure none of it goes to waste. once his fingers are cleaned, he brings his hands down to his zipper and button, where he urgently unbuttons and unzips his pants.

“who do you belong to, baby?”

“‘m yours, jon ..” you moan, batting your lashes at him. he groans as his jaw hangs slightly slack while he tugs his pants down, his cock nearly bursting out of his boxers. he palms himself while staring down at you, “‘n who do i belong to?” he smirks,

it rarely crossed your mind that the possessiveness went both ways, you were normally so enamoured by jonathan and his admiration for you that you rarely considered anyone else as a threat. but occasionally, jonathan would get hit on in front of you, and it would make you immensely angry and insecure. he’d barely even look in the same direction as other women, yet they’d still somehow think that was a sign to approach him. he’d shoot them down harshly. even the women that you felt could easily take your place, jonathan’s loyalty towards you never faltered. he wanted to make sure you wouldn’t have to go to the same limits that he would to keep outsiders eyes off of you.

you shake those thoughts aside to respond to him while biting your lip, “you’re mine ..”

he hums in approval while sliding down his boxers, both the boxers and his pants now sitting at his mid thigh, “that’s right, darling.”

he inches his hips forward and runs his cock head along your folds, spreading the slick around before teasing your clit with his tip. pressing against the bud and gently moving his cock side to side, watching as you wriggled at the teasing.

he chuckles and dips his cock back to your opening, slowly sliding just his tip in before pulling it back out, fucking you agonizingly slow with the head.

“d’you know how many men are gonna be jerking off to the thought of you? ‘n how many of them wish they could just get a glimpse of your pussy .. let alone sit here and tease it ..” he breathed, beginning to slowly side more of his cock inside you. your breath hitches at the developing fullness, “more .. please ..”

“aw, poor baby,” he coos almost condescendingly, “you want me to fuck you properly?”

you nod mindlessly and huff, purposefully clenching around him in hopes of getting him to put his full length inside. it partially works, you think, as he groans and slides more inside, still not bottoming out yet.

“use your words, darling.” jonathan commands, halting his movements again and leaving just his tip inside once more.

“please, jonathan .. please fuck me properly ..” you whimper embarrassingly, as those words leave your mouth he laughs breathily before sliding his full length in, nearly knocking the wind out of you as he thrusts back out and pounds into you again. he forms a quick, rough pace that makes you nearly cry with pleasure.

“o-oh, mmh, fuck!” you whine loudly, your back arching as jonathan’s cock forcefully hits your most sensitive areas.

“this cunts all mine, you hear me?” he groans while gripping your thigh with one hand and grabbing your face with the other, “if i wanna fuck it, slap it, breed it, abuse it, whatever i want. it’s mine. right, baby?”

you nod quickly with furrowed brows, pathetic little mewls falling from your lips as you stare at him through your lashes. you loved this duality about jonathan. sometimes you’d purposefully rile him up just to get him to fuck you angrily and almost animalistic. sometimes, he’ll make love to you and praise you the entire time like you’re a goddess that’s a blessing on this earth, other times he’d fuck you like you’re a filthy whore that’s sole purpose is to be stuffed full of cock. you needed both in moderation. right now, you were long overdue for one of his dirty rough fucks, so it’s kind of nice the way things panned out tonight.

“wanna breed this pussy so goddamn bad .. you like how that sounds, sweetheart? you want me to fuck a baby into you?” he purrs, his grip on your face and hip still tight, you nod and moan loudly, “y-yes, jonathan!”

he chuckles before quickly switching to a low groan as he feels you become slicker around him, “god .. you’re gonna look so fucking good all nice ‘n full .. i’ll make you my wife .. you want that, hm?”

“yes, yes!” you ramble as your mind goes blank, it feels nearly primal. like deep down, you’re just two ravenous, hungry creatures who need each others bodies and want to reproduce. that’s all humans are really meant to do, isn’t it?

“good girl .. such a good girl .. i’ll take such good care of you and our baby, darling ..” he hums, “open your mouth for me ..”

you lazily open your mouth and stick out your tongue, small whimpers being punched out of you as you do so. after grinning at how malleable you are in his hands, he spits in your mouth. he doesn’t even need to tell you to swallow, you do it anyway.

“that’s it, god you’re fucking perfect ..” he praised, it made you feel so dirty, your mind running on overdrive at the intense amounts of pleasure. you hadn’t even realized how close you were until you felt yourself beginning to slowly tip over the edge. this didn’t feel like your normal orgasms though, you felt something different within you.

suddenly, through jonathan’s harsh thrusts, your orgasm spills out of you while you whimper loudly. the clear liquid poured out of you and dampened the blanket beneath you along with jonathan’s pants. you twitch at the after shocks of your orgasm and jonathan’s pace never slows, “look at that .. drenched my fuckin’ pants baby ..”

“i’m sorry, ‘m sorry i couldn’t control it ..” you apologize as your cheeks flush from the embarrassment, you had never squirted before, and now you feel partially guilty for ruining his pants. not too guilty, though, because your other senses are still being dulled by the feeling of his cock pounding into you.

“no, don’t apologize, sweet girl .. ‘s cute .. made you feel so good, you made such a mess ..” he soothes, loosening his grip on you face and sliding his hand down to grip the other side of your hip with his now free hand.

his thrusts begin to get shaky and his breaths get heavier, “gonna come- fuck, baby, ‘m gonna come ..” he huffs through gritted teeth, his eyes shutting tightly as his grips get harsher. after a few more pumps, he’s coming inside you. groaning lowly as he holds your hips tightly against his, making sure he shoots his load as deeply inside of you as he can.

he thrusts a few more times to really get his come in there before slowly pulling out his softening cock. he leans back on his knees, you scan him up and down from between your legs. his cheeks are pink, his hair is messy, his forehead is sweaty, his glasses have slid down the middle of his nose bridge, his chest rises and falls laboredly, and his almost fully soft cock sits between his legs, his pants still around his thighs with a large visible damp mark from when you had orgasmed.

once he’s caught his breath, jonathan speaks;

“maybe other men should flirt with you more often.” he chuckles.

—

i have to be honest, i don’t think this is good at all, but i hope you guys at least like it! i’m sorry it’s taken me a while! i’ll be back on track soon! :)

[khaoala]

Ok so we are in agreement that may definitely knows that ai-oon is not oom right? Like even if she somehow managed to avoid seeing the news of the accident our girl oon is NOT doing well acting like someone may has/had been dating lol.

But also I love them so i am more than willing to turn a blind eye to all the sus behavior 😆

ALSO we finally got PhimPang and they are ICE COLD!! I wanted to like Pang soo much because of ciize but Pang is the WORST! I was so mad when she pull oon away from may so that she could basically make sure that May was blind. WHO DOES THAT!? 🤬🤬🤬 i know we’re only on ep 2 but at this point i am all for PhimJan!

Really i am praying to the GL gods for a true triangle! Give me PhimPangJan or give me death!

AND ANOTHER THING that grandma is on thin ice

Ok what else….planetarium dates was adorbs and the the cockroach scene had me dying 😭

-🤫

miss famous lawyer who's studying to enhance human rights and went to a meeting in geneva to create a roadmap to help with her mission most definitely knows something is up. i think i got spoiled about this whole situation, but i'm not 100% sure how trustworthy people's vague commentaries and my deduction skills are. either way, oon is now the love of my life. she is adorable and she needs a very tight and good hug, and for now, may seems like she's doing it quite well (tho i must admit, my heart hurts for oon every time may calls her oom).

LISTEN! i love my girl ciize. i adored her as alpha in 23.5, and i was so looking forward to see her in pluto (still am, don't get me wrong, i think this plot line will give us so much), but from the moment ciize said, yeah you know, pang has had this crush on oon since forever but never made a move bc she didn't know oon liked women, too, but now that she knows that's an option for her, you know, she might go for it. never mind this relationship i have with this other stunning officer who lives with me. it's like having war flashbacks of raymew in only friends, tho they are very different characters in very different circunstancies.

the thing about pang tho is that she's very logical. ep 1 pang telling oon, hey girl, i know a lot has happened in the last week of your life, but you're really taking the side of a girl found out existed just the other day and you met literally once. get a grip. iconic behaviour. i was saying the same thing. but ep 2 pang make me feel she does all of that out of misplaced jealousy and sense of ownership over oon's time and presence which is not really nice. i hope we get to see more of the phimpangjan triangle thing soon, because as i said, it's gonna be juicy~ (also, jan is so much more loyal and driven than i thought she would be. from the pilot trailer, i thought she'd be just a jealous wine lady who'd get in between kapookciize, but she's sweet so far).

grandma clearly has favorites (or so we think. at least this part of the story is from oon's perspective, after all, and we know we can be biased when telling a story), but @suppaloscurse talked about it in this post and i agree with a lot of that. oon not only is the older twin, she's also the one who needed to be strong and support her younger sister. it's not fair of grandma to pick favorites so blatantly, but i feel like it's what oon has always expected. she was sidelined bc her sister's fragile health, oom went to a private school, and then as adults, oom became a flight attendant while oon works in delivery (pls know i'm not putting more value in one more than the other) and then, also married rich. namtan talked about how grandma is pivotal in oom's story and is the reason for the granddaughter's growth, so i'm looking forward to figure that relationship out, too.

also, THE SAPPHICS OWN THE SPACE. THAI GLS TAUGHT ME SO. and, props to the cockroach that gave us the classic falling on top of you scene. i've said this during ploy's yearbook when namtanfilm's character found themselves in a similar predicament that if they were dudes, they would have kissed on the lips back then, and we almost had it in today's episode. fingers crossed i still can get my cliche from them.

[jumpywhumpywriter]

(HELP THIS ACTUALLY TURNED OUT LONGER THAN I EXPECTED😭😭 SORRY IF IT’S TOO MUCH TO READ🥹)

oh my gosh, reading your post about Macky actually made me cry like 😭😭 i could literally sense how much you adored & treasured him, and i know that losing him after so many years spent together IS really painful. 🫂

i admittedly still don’t know how it feels to have someone so precious to me be gone from my life like that, but i DO also have a pet doggy named Yuki (which means ��snow” in japanese because she has beautiful white fur that reminded me of snow <3), and she was the VERY FIRST pet that i’d ever had all my life and she is also EVERYTHING to me 😔 i only got her during like… the pandemic times so like around 2021-ish, gifted to us by a family friend, and mind you—I used to be TERRIFIED of dogs at the time. mainly because of the trauma i had of getting bitten by one when i was little, and partly because i was just scared of being too close to animals with sharp teeth or claws or anything that is capable of biting in general🥹 (which is why i’ve always wanted to have a pet hamster or a fish instead but never got the chance to😔)

but Yuki, she changed all that for me. every time i walked around the house, she would follow me around with her little tail wagging happily (and even as i would run away from her she would chase me but she NEVER bit me once), and when im in my room hunched down on my desk to study or draw, she’d always curl up pressed to my feet, which is why i’d jokingly call her my own personal feet warmer (lol) and the moment when i was finally ready to pet her, myself, and as she started licking my hand—i grew to love her dearly. she helped me overcome my crippling fear of dogs and now thanks to her, i have no problem approaching & petting other dogs or even other animals !! she is my precious baby girl and i FOR SURE would be just as devastated if i ever lose her at some point in the future.

anyways, enough about me!! i could clearly tell that Macky has lived a very healthy and happy life with you, judging from those pictures—he’s practically GLOWING!! im really glad he was able to serve as your rock to lean on during the times you were struggling, because I WILL SAY IT AGAIN; IM DEFINITELY, 100% WILLING TO BECOME YOUR FRIEND IRL IF WE EVER SOMEHOW MIRACULOUSLY MET ‼️‼️EVEN THOUGH JUDGING FROM THE TIMEZONES, WE LIVE ON OPPOSITE SIDES OF THE WORLD BUT THATS NOT GONNA STOP ME‼️‼️‼️🫡and youre only a year older than me so it works out GREAT!! (i am turning 20 this year too tho so :3)

one day i WILL un-anon myself once im ready I PROMMY—i just need more time to prepare for that :)) and speaking of time, don’t you worry about us and take ALLL the time you need to recover from this! I’m sure Macky would want you to stay strong and keep going forward in life, watching over you every step of the way like a guardian angel 💗 i personally believe that for as long as someone stays in your heart, they are never truly gone and will forever live on as long as they remain in your precious memories. i’ll be right here possibly making more fanart for you (🤭), and always remember, WE’VE GOT YOU ALWAYS!!! you’re such a talented person and im really glad i stumbled upon one of your amazing stories to have met someone as sweet and wonderful as you ^^^^^💗💗💗💗💗

-with much love and hugs, again, 🎀

That is so wonderful that you found a best friend too! And it sounds like you have a very special bond with him. And the fact that he helped you get over your fear of dogs?? Absolutely amazing. Your pup is such a good boy. Give him a hug for me. It's so cool that he can be such a strong support for you!

I really appreciate all your support and kind words. It's nice to have made another friend in this world. I imagine we'd be absolute besties if we ever met irl haha.

And take your time, there's no rush to un-anon yourself. Only do it when you're ready to (you could also dm me if you ever don't want the whole world knowing who you are -- no pressure though, of course. Just thought I'd mention it as an idea.)

[the-blorb-system]

CHOKE ON YOUR BLOOD AND YOUR TEARSSSSS ~ 🎶

- O. M. G. .....another frontsealed host? Finally??? I'm not alone in the pain?? {<- is in disbelief}

You should totally add us guys on there, we don't log shit either but we at least want to work on profiles so we have basic info like age and roles it's much more than that /lh

- SAME SAME SAME SAME SAME SAME SAME SAME....... Ok now for the 1 million dollar quiz question- favorite saga, favorite song (from said saga or overall)

- huh, I didn't drink shit today either and I can't remember if I ate anything.. maybe noodles?

- Digi

YOOO FOR REAL??? I thought I was the only one 😭

It's why we identify the system as Partial-DID. It's a diagnosis in the ICD-11, so I promise we did not make that up! Its basic definition is that one predominant identity never (or very rarely) leaves front, and other identities "intrude on" and influence the front's overall identity.

So. Forever-front-stuck host with headmates that co-front, which is us!

I just wanna go to the inner world and hug my headmates 😭

We really like and usually prefer Plural Kit for keeping info on everybody, which might just be because we found it first, but it is what it is 🤷‍♀️

I'm unsure if I'm comfortable putting direct info for my Simply Plural account out publicly, but if you're comfy with it you could send an ask with yours and I'll friend you? (You can title the ask as Private or something if you'd like to keep it that way) (Also just a suggestion, we're open to ideas)

And heugh boy so many options, I love all the songs 😭

Might just be because it's the newest, but for right now I think the Wisdom Saga is my favourite 👌

Close behind it is The Circe Saga, then The Cyclops Saga. And, I may as well- in descending order from there is The Underworld Saga, The Troy Saga, The Storm Saga, and The Thunder Saga.

Favourite songs for each Saga because I'm a nerd:

Just a Man, Remember Them, Keep Your Friends Close, Wouldn't You Like/Done For, No Longer You, Scylla, and Little Wolf/God Games, respectively. (Should be in chronological order. Also, yes, I know I cheated by picking two songs for a couple of them XD)

I. am one of the world's most indecisive people, I'm unsure I have a favourite favourite for overall XD Maybe No Longer You?

And lastly I make you deal

Is very good deal, very nice

I get water, you get water

Yeah? Yes? 👀

-Lizzy

[iambilliejeanok]

Okay, Konoha's Sensei's with a ticklish S/O and their laugh is adorable, SFW, please.

No warnings.

Important notice:

Gonna slip this in over here so more people can see it :

Mutuals(we follow one another and have interacted multiple times) please private message me. I have a little gift of appreciation for you all💗 thanks.

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Gai

Gai is quite strong😅. It’s not easy to to get out of his grasp when he does put his hands on you, so when he is in the mood to tickle you, you’re just going to have to endure it until it’s over girl😭

Aware of the great difference in strength between the two of you, he’s always very gentle when the two of you play around. If he does accidentally hurt you in the midst of the piggy back rides, the bed throw downs, the playful wrestling, he’ll instantly stop the game and comfort you.

Guy is well aware of your Oscar performances for attention however so instead of looming over the situation too long, he’ll quickly apologize and throw in a kiss or a hug before ticking you down the ground.

He also sometimes breaks out into a terrifying tickle monster to end you with laughter. Don’t you worry though, he’ll graciously give you the opportunity to run away from him before he hunts you down. Days or nights like this usually happen often because your laughter is so precious to him🥺 nothing more wholesome to Guy like seeing you crying and hearing your crazy laughter and giggles while he’s tickling your sides in his arms.

If he doesn’t hug and kiss you amidst the tickle fest he will malfunction because you’re just too cute.

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Kakashi

My sweetheart over here has to fight cuteness aggression everyday. He could just stop tickling you, but he’s afraid he’s now addicted to hearing those little giggles and seeing you smile.

Nothing like holding you down in his lap and giving all those tickles to you good. I mean, it’s not his fault you’re so adorable…or that your giggle is the cutest thing he’s ever heard…or that you’re extremely ticklish. You’re the one unleashing the tickle monster inside of him. And he will definitely use all this knowledge to the best of his abilities.

Sometimes funishments could simply be tickles. Especially if he’s very busy and cannot necessarily sit you down and give you his undivided attention. He will simply grab you and hold you against him, enjoying the feel of your body squirming in his hold as he mercilessly tickles you until you screaming and begging him to stop.

Don’t try and run away from him because that will only egg him on. Are you being childish for purposefully bothering him and then running away ? Yes. Will he run after you? One hundred percent. He will always put an end to your boredom.

Tickles are a weapon to him. To keep you in place. (Comes with the reward of refreshing giggles and laughter🤠)

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Genma

Genny🥰 he loves a nice a calm night after a busy day. Those nights where you’re laying together, conversing silently or verbally, hearing soft giggles and laughter from you is necessary at regulated intervals.

Or better yet, a calm day with you💗

Genma absolutely loves to simply be in your presence. Whether you’re reading a book and he’s packing away laundry. Or you’re cooking and he’s carving a little decorative piece by the kitchen counter, he just craves your presence.

He’ll always throw in a tickle here and there just to hear that serene sound enough times that he will distinctively remember the sound throughout the busy days. Saves him a lot of stress🥰

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Yamato

The number one precious baby right here blushes every time you smile or laugh😊 Every time he manages to get you smiling or laughing, it lights up a part of his soul he’s not sure he’s known about until he met you.

Tickling you is a great way to hear those addictive fits of laughter when he’s in your personal space for some daily serotonin. Be careful however, because Yamato has a zero brat tolerance and like Kakashi, tickles are a fun way to remind you who the fuck you’re messing with.

Sometimes it’s peaceful and innocent, like a little tickle on the soles of your feet while he’s giving them a nice massage. Or it could go left and he’ll turn into the scariest tickle monster you’ve ever seen and hold your wrists up above you😱 he will tickle you until you’re crying.

Cruel and unusual but it gets the job done right? Plenty of hugs to make up to for it though🥺💗you’ll learn surely.

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[allisonlol]

hi!!! since requests are opened i was wondering you could write hcs/ scenario (whatever you want) on how chuuya + any other character you want would react if they made their s/o cry? i could probably see chuuya making his s/o by shouting or scaring them tbh 😭

anyways if you decide to skip this request i just wanna let you know your writing is great and every time i see your posts i get excited

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a/n: sure thing anon :) thx for the compliment!! i also added dazai & tachihara if that's alright <3 i really like this prompt so maybe i’ll make a part two? y’all just lmk which characters you’d want for it 

the plot of dazai’s part kinda strays from the theme of the request but, let’s just roll with it heh

warnings: arguing, crying, some cursing; they all end in fluff tho!! oh & also some very minor suggestiveness. 

(Chuuya, Dazai, Tachihara) When They Make Their S/O Cry

Chuuya

i definitely could see this happening on some occasion too

so let’s begin, right?

chuuya had been really stressed out from work lately

the long hours, tiring fights, and annoying subordinates were all getting to him

plus he’d ran into dazai on his way home, which hadn’t helped at all

you, on the other hand, had the day off from work 😎

taking advantage of the free time, you’d decided to spend the afternoon making a nice dinner for you & your boyfriend

u even bought his favorite wine for the occasion!! 

dw, ur rich asf so the price didn’t affect u much

you’re still in the kitchen when you hear chuuya arrive home to your shared apartment 

excited to finally see him, you rush over to the hallway to greet him with a hug

...but chuuya just pushes past you, mumbling a “not now, y/n”

confused, you trail behind him to the bedroom, asking what’s wrong

his back is to you as he takes off his coat, throwing it on the bed with a sigh

you laugh nervously, gently putting a hand on his arm. “well um...i made some dinner for us if you’d like to join me-”

“did you not hear me the first time??” chuuya snaps, spinning around and slapping away your hand

^you didn’t expect him to raise his voice, and it leaves you stunned

“i said not now, y/n!! would it kill you to not be so bothersome for once?!”

ouch

this isn’t the first time chuuya has exploded from stress before, but obviously it still hurts your feelings

you can’t stop the tears that well up in your eyes at his harsh words

the second chuuya sees you crying, his face softens and he sighs

^sits down on the bed and gently pulls you into his lap

“shh, shh...it’s okay.” he rubs soothing circles on your back as he hugs you & apologizes 

“you’re not bothersome at all, y/n. it was wrong of me to take my anger out on you like that. i’ve just been stressed lately; i’m so sorry”

you nod and give him a watery smile. you can see how tired he looks, and can’t entirely blame him for becoming overwhelmed

chuuya does end up joining u for dinner before the both of you go to bed for some much needed sleep

cue you asking if he’d like to take his anger out on you in a different way 😋

Dazai

i feel like dazai wouldn’t be the type to ever yell at you, but he definitely is capable of hurting your feelings in other ways

usually unintentionally tho? just...allow me to elaborate 

dazai had been in one of his moods lately and was more or less refusing to really talk to you

he was busy with a lot of agency work, so you chalked it up to him being preoccupied

however, one night, he’d arrived home at 2am (when he usually gets home around 7)

^and he’d ignored all your worried calls regarding where he was

you were nervously waiting in the common room when you heard him come home. you rushed over to the front door to ask what had happened

dazai waves you off with a “work was busy today.” and from how tired he looks, it’s believable

“but why did you ignore all my calls? even on your way home...you could’ve texted me or something!” 

you raise a hand to your boyfriend’s face to gently brush some hair out of his eyes

he avoids looking at you and instead has his eyes turned towards the ground. while he does melt into your touch, he still looks so sad??

and seeing dazai upset makes you upset, so before you knew it, you feel your eyes getting watery

ur like “no wtf” but hey, that’s the struggle of being empathetic

dazai shoots you a panicked glance when he hears you take a shaky breath

“y/n?? no no please don’t cry! i only didn’t answer because i was so tired-” dazai puts a hand on you lower back to pull you into his arms

“it’s not that!!” you insist, wiping your tears and trying to laugh it off. “i’ve just been worried about you! recently you’ve been a bit distant and it’s just concerning. although...i guess the missed calls didn’t help.”

the empty look in dazai’s eyes have been replaced with love & concern as your gaze meets his 

“i’m so sorry dear; i never meant to make you worry! sometimes i just…have a lot going on. let me make it up to you??”

^pls omg. he’s going to be so attentive and sweet to you as compensation for this <33

Tachihara

we all know that tachi is pretty hot headed

he really tries his best to not let that side show around you tho!!

this is pretty easy since you never do anything to make him upset in the first place 

the only situation where tachihara would ever be distressed with you was if he was worried for your safety

which is exactly what happened on this day in particular

you’d decided to take on a difficult mission on your own and had nearly been killed

luckily the rest of the black lizards had been able to save you at the last moment

tachihara hadn’t said much about it at first since he was more preoccupied with getting you home and patched up

once everyone had left and you were feeling better, is when he confronts you 

“what the fuck was that all about, yn?? you almost got yourself killed! you know you can’t take on missions like that alone”

you try to argue back that you’re fully capable of operating on your own but he’s having none of it

^grabs you by the shoulders and shakes you while he’s yelling about how irresponsible that was

it’s scary asf tbh

you’re already so hurt and stressed from the day’s events that you can’t take it anymore 

you shove tachihara off of you as tears start spilling from your eyes

one of your wounds had reopened and started bleeding again as well, soaking through the bandage 

tachihara just pauses as he realizes what he’s done, his eyes going wide at your tears and the blood now trickling from your wound

“oh no...nonono,i didn’t mean any of that baby!!” he says urgently while cupping your face in his shaking hands

you just nod sadly as he wipes the tears from your cheeks

tachihara will first gently replace the bandage on your wound and apply pressure so it stops bleeding

he feels absolutely awful at making you cry and keeps apologizing 

“i was just so worried about you, y/n. my emotions got the best of me”

you insist that ur okay now and only cried from shock bc he usually never was so aggressive towards you

well, in other context he was ;) but not like this

tachihara kisses you softly & promises to make it up to you 

in which way? you can choose 😏

[takalzuoom]

ooooh i am absolutely brainroting about the fennec fox s/o HC! but what about a bunny s/o who is very clingy, also with leona? G/N s/o if its okay heheh😅😅 may i request it? have a nice day/night!

Okay so, lol this is adorable! Was actually debating on doing a bunny at first but chose the fox cause they just stole my heart- but I’m so glad you requested this

And looking at a bunnies personality trait- oh my god they're actual menaces 😭

LIKE WHAT DO YOU MEAN THEY’RE VENGEFUL??? PLEASE-

Once again this is a x gn reader and there's gonna be another huge ass height difference cause-

Y’all see a bunny next to a lion? What? Like…They're 8 inches while lions are 4ft, hyenas are around 2.5 feet, and wolves are 2.7 feet… okay now put that in a height comparison!

𝑳𝒆𝒐𝒏𝒂

More than once has Leona kidnapped you from your morning classes to sunbathe in the biotechnical garden.

the gentle chirping of birds, rays of sun warming your skin, big as arms cuddling you into a warm body until you're flush against their chest

glorious

The first time you both ever really did something like this (literally 5 minutes after you became a thing because emotions = tiring)

he honestly expected you to run, to thrash around in his arms in an attempt to escape from your massive boyfriend

and he was getting ready for it- ready to put up a fight and have passerbyers call teachers as the scene would look like a murder in process

Oooo he could feel a smirk inching up as he pulled you down on the dorm couch with him

… wait, what are you doing? This wasn't the plan

has .1 second of shock before he goes to snooze once you cuddle into him

DEFINITELY see this as an ego boost to him

and will tease the ever-living shit out of you

which you obviously revoke cuddle privileges for every time he says s then

doesn't matter if you’re struggling not to latch onto him as well- he needs to learn 🧍🏻

will pull you out from class just because he couldn’t sleep right-he missed you-

“Leona stop! I have a test in Trein's class on Wednesday”

“Well that's too bad then”

I can definitely see you jumping on his back in the hallway while he's with Ruggie

everyone around him will 1000% have a face of sheer horror as you beam at him

Ruggie (when he first saw this display of affection) will politely try to get you off (for your own good) as he sees Leona's scowl and words of protesting

which contrasted HUGELY with his low wagging tail and arms around your thighs as shoves his nod your books to the baffled hyena

“hurry the hell up Ruggie, we’re gonna be late”

“Yeah! C’mon Ruggie, Crewel is gonna chain us”

y’all have study parties- well- not really studying- more like Leona and you wrapped in cuddles as you try not to drift off

If you listen close enough- like really strain your ears- you’ll hear the man purr

god forbids you're both in a horrible argument

1. You won't even acknowledge each other

2. You both aren’t getting your daily (hourly) cuddles

3. Leona is prideful and bunnies are vengeful

he will pick fights cause he can't stand to see you with your friends and cause youre not here hugging him

is a literal wake up call for him

1000 to 0 instantly

he will get more and more pissed off when you dont come to lay on his hunched over back once class ends, or when you don’t jump? Cling on him in the hallways, don't hold his hand or wait for him when he goes to class

Will sleep lightly in the garden just in case he hears your footsteps- mind you this is all unconsciously cause he will

NEVER admit that this is affecting him. Ever

you're perfectly fine though- becoming more clingy to your friends in compensation for not being with your warm, big n’ cuddly, cozy boyfriend

you're fine 😺

Yuu thinks you'll last a day

*you last a week but Ruggie and friends force you to make up cause he can't deal with Leona anymore*

*keep giving ace n deuce hugs though, they enough it*

when you don't have classes you’ll go to his room, plop in his bad, curl up next t9o him and sleep the whole day, a smile on both your faces *he’ll deny it*

(just wanted to put it out there that if you have trouble sleeping he will play with your ears- claims it as him bullying you or that you’re disturbing his sleep)

over and all? Y’all joint at the hip

“dumb bunny won't leave me alone so we’re both here”

“not dumb! And I will actually leave you alone for a day”

“Like you’d be able to do that”

“like you’d be able to do that, Mr.’we’re skipping class to sleep together cause it's your fault that I can't sleep so you have to make it up to me” you flattened your ears as you mimicked him

Yuu and co slowly started backing away as Leona's ear twitched

“hey! Knock it off or I’ll”

“What? Hug me to death? C’mon Floyd’s in the next class over, I could literally cling around him if I wanted”

“do that and you're dead

“uh oh someone’s jelly”

yeah Yuu and their party are fearing for their lives as you're both looking like you're gonna claw each other to shreds

𝑹𝒖𝒈𝒈𝒊𝒆

what? Do you want something? Cause he’ll give it to you

the first time you do it he plays it off with a smile, rambling with tinted cheeks on how Leona needs him for something

The second time is when he's in the lounge, talking to others as you come bounding up to him, sit next to him, and just- lay on him

oh my god, he's sweating bullets- he's so confused?? Like what are you doing??

will get embarrassed as the other guys erase him

will pull you aside as you tell him you missed him

that's when he realizes that you’re just naturally- fluffy

definitely takes some time to get used to, as he normally takes everything as a joke so when he realizes you're serious he's gonna have some little reflections he has to do

no cause at first he thought you were teasing him- but when you showed up in the middle of flight class he realized it wasn't a joke anymore😟

When school and Leona gets too hard he’ll use you as an energy recharge

(Y’all are that one couple who just hug in the middle of the hallways sgbnoenfgi)🏃🏻🏃🏻

(though he won't let you do it in the middle, more like when the hallways are empty and in a dark corner so no one can see or reach you

starts letting you tag along with his Leona bidding (since you won't stop wanting to cuddle with him)

LEONA LITERALLY MANIPULATES YOU OH MY GOD

RUGGIE HAS TO PUT A STOP TO IT CAUSE IT'S GETTING TO PAINFUL TO WATCH

But Leona likes that you're there for Ruggie when he gets burned out and that his friend servant is getting what he deserves

Also, a free lackey! It’s a win-win!

but Ruggie WILL tease your ass for seeking him out during meals

like when he sees your ears in the crowd he’s smiling widely as he knows what’s about to happen

you literally hang off of him

and even though he's not necessarily the tallest, he's glad that you're smaller than him as it :

A. Makes cuddles better

B. Inflates his ego

“ehh, you want cuddles… let me touch your ears then”

Adores your ears, even though I didn't really include them for Leona- as he would tease you occasionally and touch them to get your attention

Ruggie adores them. Like. They’re so soft and tall.

oh my god. Will tease you for them and playfully pull them, but you count every time he pulls his little pranks

you count every time he teases you for clinging to him

you remember everything 🧍🏻

so with a final, tight hug, you go to class

and your affection vanishes for 1 whole week.

🧍🏻

homeboy get anxious and straight out asks you what’s going on

“oh nothing, you just always seemed a bit bothered by my affection, so I thought I’d give you a break!”

“Hu? When’d I say that?”

Will use his unique magic to force you to hug him after some time (a whole day)

will play it off as you did it

“aww, I knew you’d come around after your little fit!”

“Ruggie!”

I mean technically you won since you made your boyfriend love you even more and get more cuddles than usual

Ruggie at one point realizes he fell into your trap

“you sly bunny”

"what can I say? I learned from the best”

okay so y’all play jokes on everyone- if your wits and his wits you're a force to be reckoned with

and after you're both tired from a day of causing pain and chaos to the general public you retreat to savanaclaw for some well-deserved cuddles, laughing about all the pranks you’ve done.

𝑱𝒂𝒄𝒌

oh my god oh my god

he’ll freak out

like okay- I just imagine you walking up to him when he's doing his hair, staring at him through the mirror, and as he's just about to ask you what’s up you fucking JUMP him

jack : is peaceful

y/n : aw yeah, im ‘boutta end this whole mans career 😈

of course, he catches you- with ease might I add.

“Hey what the hell are you-“

“do you think our ears are the same size? Or do you think mine might be bigger? Let’s measure ‘em!”

will drop you as he grips the counter

oh my god please- this man has too much for him KCLOWPVOSLELFO

so used to just being by on his own, that this is a night and day difference for him

literally doesn't know how to act at first so you're gonna have to help him

“ you shouldn’t be doing this outside the dorm” “babe your tails waging”

I like to think that he (like Leona) , would are a bit more private as he has ‘ a reputation to uphold’

..yawn 🥱

but honestly, while you care, you honestly can't really stay away from him. Wanting to also be carried in his big, strong, muscular arms. clinging and hugging them. and don’t. forget about petting his tail and- oh my god yore so whipped its awful

He genuinely thought that you’d be more skittish, thinking that since you were part bunny you’d cower from him

but it was like a flip got switched once you two started to date- as you’re now starting to get attachment issues

“you're only making them stronger when you reject me babe”

I see you as the ‘aggressively loves kind of person’

like he’ll be running- going to get a water break when he sees a missed text from you

‘ you forgot to bring me along with you. I’m coming- fast approaching with love. And there’s nothing you can do to stop it.’

literally stiffens when he looks to the dorm, seeing a tiny blob in the distance- my god what is that-

oh dear heavens it's you

YOU FUCKING FLUNG AT HIM-

okay so in public, he’ll just hold your hand while in private you bring him to your chest and run your fingers through his hair as his tail wags

oh my god cuddle him in his wolf form. Please.

I don't know what it is but when he's in his wolf form he becomes so much more cuddly and will actively seek you out

and with a smirk you accept his cuddles as you lay on his curled up form, a paw on your leg so you can't run as his head is on your thigh

If y’all move to the bed he will actually lay next to you with his head and upper body on you

and if you're in your bunny form- will curl around up around you as you aggressively snuggle into his side

those are the best cuddles

Ruggie WILL get stared at by the both of you when he intrudes on your daily cuddling

like- oh my god you’re propped on top of Jack as he's curled up on his bed

as pairs of beady eyes blink at him before you LITERALLY GO AND RUSH TOWARDS HIM SCREAMING-

PLEASE HE’S DAZED AND CONFUSED AND JUST WANTS TO GO HOME

“I thought bunnies were supposed to be timid”

“what can I say? I’m simply one of a kind”

“you can say that again” Ruggie chimed in as he shifts away from you

please pepper his face with kisses, he’ll quite literally self destruct

and when you pull that prank on him for refusing you when in the hallway?

he gets antsy

takes him some time to figure out your impish grins

HE LITERALLY LOOKS DEPRESSED OH MY GOD STOP RIGHT NOW

HIS EARS ARE DOWN BUT HE STANDS HIS GROUND AS HE APPROACHES YOU

“Is everything okay?”

“Yeah, why ?”

“… you're not like your usual self”

“really? Well, I feel great! Been having an amazing day too!”😼

“really?”

you nod enthusiastically

“… I see"

PLEASE APOLOGIZE OR HE’LL CLOSE UP AGAIN

definitely see you turning into a bunny just to sneak into his stuff and accompany him all-day

also, you're so warm and toasty in his arms

And when he pets you- ugh heaven

overall, being their bunny s/o is the actual best

[belmottetower]

Can I just say you're my favourite writer for the Ted Lasso fandom?? 😊🥰 Every time I see your name pop up in my email it's a delight!

I have a headcanon I wanna run by you if you'll indulge me for a moment, I'm very interested in your perspective on it 👀👀.

The reason Jamie gives for not getting a secret Santa gift doesn't make sense to me, like I could see an initial confusion if he'd never heard of it before but he should have known that he was expected to do SOMETHING, and season 2 Jamie would've asked someone if he didn't know what he was supposed to do (I love that season 2 Jamie actually asks for help, insert "y'know what that is? Growth" meme here 😭❤️). BUT I think the reason he gives is probably what he thinks other people would accept as a reason that makes sense for him, and he's just using it as a smoke screen! My personal headcanon is that he thought Santa would STAY SECRET and he didn't realize they would be giving their gifts all publicly and he's embarrassed for people to know what gift he brought. Not sure what gift it would've been, but with everyone else gifting booze I could see him being embarrassed about literally anything that wasn't booze 🤔. No one else is really talking about this but that scene just doesn't settle right in my brain. Do you have any thoughts on what gift he may have purchased in this version of events? Or do you have a different idea of what was happening there?

Sorry for the monster ask lol but I love how you write Jamie's thought process! (I know this isn't in the form of a prompt, but if you answered in mini fic format I would be positively tickled!!)

Jamie knows what Secret Santa is, of course he does. It’s just, well. He hadn’t realised they’d be giving the gifts out publicly, and now his feels way too personal. Nearly everyone else so far has handed over a bottle of booze. Moe had knitted a scarf, sure, and Colin had seemed pleased by it, but there had still been a moment of “is this weird” before he’d hugged Moe and Jamie doesn’t want that for him.

The day after the Dubai Air protest all the main papers had carried photos of their protest, mostly in the Sports section, but the Guardian had actually had it on their front page. Jamie had seen it while out buying a coffee the next day and he’d bought a copy. It had seemed important, a reminder of him doing the right thing, supporting his teammate in something that meant a lot to him.

And then he’d gotten Sam in the Secret Santa and it had seemed perfect. He’d had the front page properly framed - after checking that the Guardian was the kind of paper Sam might agree with politically - and wrapped it nicely. 

But now, well, it feels too personal to give out in front of the rest of the team. What if they think it’s weird or cheap of him? So it’s a relief when Ted finds him a bottle of whisky and they all help him wrap it. He knows they think he’s an idiot for not knowing what Secret Santa is, but better than any awkwardness in front of the team.

Sam seems chuffed by the alcohol anyway, and he sticks the bow that Keeley had added at the end to the top of his head, so Jamie makes it through without any embarrassment. At the end he hangs back and waits for the room to empty out before digging his original gift out of his cubby and tucking it into Sam’s. He doesn’t want it to go to waste, and he’s pretty sure Sam won’t guess it’s from Jamie. That done he heads out to his car ready for the drive up to Manchester and Christmas with his mum. He’s definitely gone overboard with her gifts, but she’s used to that by now, barely puts up a token protest or anything.

[robotpussy]

:(( Don't blame this on yourself Mx Robotpussy!! When you like somebody, you like them! From what i've seen I feel like he did play with your feelings, because if somebody was doing the shit he did to you to me? I'd be planning our wedding the next day.

He either really likes you but can't admit it because he is in a relationship, or used you because he barely sees his SO and he was using you to fill that hole. Whatever the reason, I'm sorry, you don't deserve to feel this way and you were too good for him anyway. sending you love x 💖💜💙

I suppose 😭 I still think he was just being nice it's not like we kissed and did other stuff the most we did was hug which is simple friendly stuff but I can DEFINITELY see how it could be because he was somewhat attracted to me and I won't lie 🤷🏾‍♀️ whenever I brought up his girlfriend he would go dead silent as if he remembered he had a gf. but I won't put that on him, I'm not a mind reader maybe he just got quiet because he had nothing else to say.

I've said this before but if I find out he was flirting with me this whole time I will really have to think because it is a really huge red flag to do stuff like that.

but I'm also just a very emotional person so again it rlly is just me being very emotional 😭 it's just a very confusing time for me right now 😕

[skzfairies]

ateez reaction to yuri’s tik tok

hongjoong

dead ass CACKLED when he saw her username

“my little emo child 🥰”

mans is saying that like he isnt only one inch taller than her 💀💀

after he thought about yuri owning her OWN tik tok by HERSELF he was like .... oh no

this is not a good idea 😀

he PLEADED her to not make any thirst traps... mission failed

how can you expect yuri who is hot as hell to not make any thirst traps 🙄🙄

hes kinda stressed that yuri will post some dumb shot without thinking about it and end up getting herself in trouble😀

he’s gotta put some faith in yuri....

no but no manager is moderating the acc so like...what’s stopping her from literally making any tik toks she wants? no one 🤞

seonghwa

he was so excited !!

he immediately offered to record her tik toks for her :((

he also helped her pick out a profile picture!

both of them litterally spent hours going through yuri’s camera roll to find a perfect selfie 🤞

he asked if he could feature in some of her tik toks and yuri absolutely MELTED BECAUSE YES OFC YOU CAN SEONGHWA <3

he looks so proud when he records yuri dancing or making a random tik tok w one of the members :(

laughs when she gets embarrassed when he walks in or the other members walk in when he’s recording her 😭

a proud mom 🤞

yunho

literally sending her audios to make thirst traps to as soon as he overheard hongjoong and jongho telling her not to make one 😭

asks if he can make a thirst trap w her

which got turned down very quickly 😭😭

BUT SHE HAS SO MANY TIK TOKS OF BITH OF THEM IN HER DRAFTS

because as soon as she opening it yunho literally dragged her into his room and they made tik toks till like ... three am

she ended up falling asleep on yunho’s bed with her phone on her face... which mingi totally didn’t record...and tottaly didn’t post onto her tik tok 😀

but yunho is vry happy and vry excited because yuri’s gonna be a tik tok star 😍

yeosang

did he tease her ?

absolutely

sarcastic yeosang unleashed 🙄🙄

“oh...yuri you have a tik tok now? congrats!🥰🥰”

he was being TOO nice

“i’m gonna have more likes than your tik toks, go cry about it yeo.”

if her tik toks do end up beating yeosangs she will actually write a handwritten apology with tears on it 😀

but he’s secretly excited for her

she showed him some of her drafts and he was laughing so hard 😭😭

yeosang’s yuri’s #1 fan i know that’s right ‼️

san

HE WAS SO EXCITED FOR HER

he will use her tik tok for punishments tho 😀

“if you lose then you have to make an aegyo tik tok”

SOMEONE SAVE HER

SHES GONNA CRY IF SHE ENDS UP HAVING TO DO THAT FOR A PUNISHMENT

she didn’t loose the game tho 💪💪

she literally chugged two monsters before they played it so like ... all her senses were literally heightened 😀

but he shows her cute dances and he’s like .... do you wanna do it w me 👀👀

she will act like she doesn’t want to but she loves making tik toks with her boys :((

mingi

the one that convinced her to do it

he literally told her she should have her own tik tok account for MONTHS now and he’s like

“you finally listened to my big brain idea 💪”

after hongjoong was like “no thirst traps 😡”

he was in the next room going “doathirsttrapdoarhirsttrapdoathirsrtrap”

type of dude to call yuri mommy and get himself hit

he told her that he would record her thirst trap since she was too scared to ask seonghwa but she turned him down she was like .... i’m just gonna do this myself

because mingi would just make her more embarrassed 💔💔

definitely had the password to her account and is not afraid to use it to his advantage 💔

wooyoung

he lowkey forgot that she was opening one up

BUT ITS OKAY BECAUSE HE GAVE HER A HUG IN APOLOGY <333

he hypes her up sm when he walks in on her filming a tik tok and she’s like like ... i wanna disappear rn 😀

he makes sure she doesnt use the same sound like 282929282 times tho 💪💪 he’s a real one ‼️‼️‼️

but he was so excited to see her tik toks and hes her biggest hype man !!!!

jongho

he came up with the username 🥰🥰

okay ... sort of

one day she was deciding to be .... really weird okay

she had her classic strapped combat boots on right ?

like these

literally he favorite purchase ever she wears them every chance she gets and the boys are suprised that she hasn’t hurt herself on them yet <//3

THEY’RE SO CUTE THO

ANYWAYS

jongho always calls her twinkle toes whenever she wears them 😭

and he was teasing her...as usual...so her natural response is to bark at him....right 😀

“help, the emo girl is barking at me!!”

he’s not bullying her i promise it’s all out of love he loves her and the emo style okay <33

so for the rest of the day he called her ‘emo girl’ 😭

is that an upgrade from twinkle toes? who knows

BUT ANYWAYS

he made sure to tell everyone that he was the one who came up with the username and he should get all the credit 🙄

yuri was like...you bullied me??? no??? (/j)

he also told her to not make thirst traps 💔

because he would be embarrassed...and that she would embarrass herself

but he definitely will hype her up when does post one ‼️‼️‼️

because yuri is sexy and hot and he is whipped 🙄🙄🙄

[lenteur]

honestly i used to have the worst confidence when i started working in customer service, i used to cry whenever someone was even slightly frustrated, but now when someone insults me on the phone, i have the power to hang up on them and i LOVE it <3 i think some customers do think "oh if i'm awful to them, they will cave and give me what i want" but actually when you are an angel to me, i will love you forever <333 i do the same, i always compliment them or tell them to have a nice day :) sending u good vibes !!

i kinda feel like that was exactly how txt were shown as </3 soobin & yeonjun are typically favoured more than the rest of the group while the other three—i feel—were ignored </3 it definitely feels a little bit different now but it used to be so obvious that gyu, taehyun and kai were not as popular :(

OH MY GOD HOW DID YOU KNOW THAT 🥰 yes, dr. reid is my ABSOLUTE favourite. what's not to like? 😭 i love the friendship between penelope & derek. i used to want them to be a couple but after a while, i thought they were definitely better off as friends bc they would lose that part of their friendship that we all love </3 i actually only got into it fairly recently, like a few months ago. my s/o and i were needing something to watch together and he suggested it. but now i'm hooked :/ because it's something we watch together, neither of us watch it without the other so we typically only get through two eps a night (though one day we managed 10 episodes) :( we haven't watched any since wednesday :(

i was like OH MY GOD, but i can get to know the person like i would if i wasn't their secret santa <3 it is !! they are really lovely :) (i'm doing a twice one as well but the chatting is optional and they seem to be quiet busy which is okay <33) i read through the messages like four times to make sure everything is okay :)

the second verse of that song was so good <3 i would definitely have preferred the same 💎

I ALSO LOVE CATS I HAVE TWO 🌷 i will definitely show you photos of them when i can!!!! they are my LOVES, i adore them so much 💎 they are toffee & luna. toffee is ginger & white and luna is a calico so she is black, white and a little ginger but luna can't meow, she just squeaks. we thought it was concerning that after a year she couldn't meow, but the vet said it's completely normal and it happens <3 toffee is two and luna will be two in june 💘 i hope your apartment allows cats, i could not live without a cat <33

OH don't worry i'm the same!!! i'm a smiley bundle of mess :') you're so so sweet <3 (we are also VERY close in age, i'm 29—i don't think i said that yet) 💙

wishing you an amazing weekend!!!!! i hope the weather is nice (very cold here, very icy) 🌨 🌨 🌨

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOUUUUU 💝 i hope you have/had an incredible birthday 💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞 IMAGINE ME HUGGING U VERY TIGHTLY ON YOUR SPECIAL DAY 💖

—svt secret santa 🎅 🎁🎄

i completely understand how you felt when you started working in customer service (is that the right term? it sounds right in my head but it might not be in reality) but i'm happy for you that you found the confidence and are now able to answer customers without being too scared <3 i'm proud of you :) and sending you good vibes as well ^^

oh really? i've never followed txt until this summer so i have no idea how they were perceived/treated before becoming a fan (more like a casual listener with a slight preference towards yeonjun but that's between you and me only *wink wink*) i really do hope things are getting better and there's no favouritism in the group bc that can cause a lot of problems and the members all deserve some spotlight shone on them

how did i know about dr reid? 🥰 I'M A MAGICIAN that's why lmao no but i feel like he's one of the fan favourites along with prentiss. at least, from what i remember? i do like the character (dr reid). i just like how he sees things from a logical point of view and how sometimes his opinion clashes with that of others (who might view things a little bit more emotionnally). once again, i think this was the case in the first seasons. idr when i stopped watching so things might have changed after that. also, his relationship with his mother is very interesting. and, seeing as the same actress played sue from glee gave me a lot of (both) EmoTionAl and bRaIn damage sigh i completely forgot i talked about penelope and derek lol thankfully, you weren't there during the fmvs era. little old me (14-15?) thought those (fmvs) were like compilations of their moments together. how do i tell you that i have damaged and traumatized my brain by watching one of those? 😭 </3 at least, whenever i see fmv somewhere, i know to NEVER EVER AGAIN click on the video!!! and the fact that you're watching the show with your s/o is so cute :( i hope you both enjoy the rest of it. let me know if you want to talk about something. i'm all ears ;)

yes you're right! i hope both the atiny and once secret santa events are both going super well for you :D and if coming here to talk to me becomes too much (job, other secret santa events), i won't mind if you don't come as often or stop altogether. i really really want you to know that your well-being is more important than anything else. i never want you to feel pressured into coming here. i just want good vibes and fun :D so, don't feel guilty if you can't come here. i'm sure we'llhave plenty of time in the future to talk about all the stuff we want 💗

*clutching my heart* YOU HAVE TWO CATS? AND THEIR NAMES ARE TOFFEE AND LUNA? I'm sorry but they are now officially my cats as well. Yes, I have adopted them without even knowing what they look like. Just like that post says, the mutuals' pets are also my pets. So yeah, I'm proud to be toffee and luna's aunt 😻 giving them both a little kiss on their heads as we speak 💘😘

TYSM FOR THE BDAY WISHES 💙💙💙 I had an amazing day and got to do so many things. I also had the pleasure of eating the most delicious bday cake ever 🎂 giving you a slice 🍰

[mianmimi]

They could've foreshadowed MoM in previous films and I think that would've been better. Stephen dreaming of Earth 838 and handwaving it like 'oh that's just a silly dream I have about being the Sorcerer Supreme haha'. And for fanon purposes, imagine him dreaming of 838 Mordo and that's why he trusts 838 Mordo when he sees him. 'This Mordo's nice. I saw we were really good friends when I dreamt of this universe'. And the more they talk, the more Stephen goes... Oh my god... We were... Roommates?

You are absolutely right dear Nonny. They definitely could have introduced the idea of dreams being glimpses into the multiverse much earlier. Hell, they could even played it off as a joke with Stephen commenting that he thought Mordo was hugging him but it was just some weirdly vivid dream. I love the idea of him constantly dreaming of earth 838. Perhaps our dreams take us to the life we truly want for ourselves? 🥺 If we want it bad enough. Or maybe our dreams show us our variants in dangerous situations? Very opposite scenarios but I guess the idea would be a strong emotional component.

Idk I just love the idea of Stephen’s constantly dreaming of earth 838 cause he has everything he could ever want there, the supremacy, power, and….Mordo 😭 So he keeps having these dreams with a very distinct Mordo with long, gorgeous hair and a bright smile who loves hugging him 🤣 And now I’m chuckling at the idea of 838 Supreme sensing that one of his variants is dreaming of his world and boots him back awake before he sees how intimate Mordo gets 😉 Which would add to 616 Stephen’s surprise when he finds out they were um….very good roomates 🤣

[raisedbyfandomwolves]

EXCUSE YOU, THAT IS *NOT* HOW IT WORKS AND BOOKS ON LANGUAGE AND LANGUAGE DEVELOPMENT WILL BE SURE TO INFORM YOU OF THIS AS WELL! IT TAKES TIME AND REPEATED USAGE BY MLRE AND MORE PEOPLE FOR LANGJAGE TO CHANGE!😑😫 ..."Fuddy-Duddy"?😅😂 ...I WILL sick Eve, Sam AND Max on you if you dare make Karamel unsafer just to take my "freedom"😑😈😭 How could you do that to them?? Don't go down that path, the show did it enough!😭 (I kinda like him better like this🤔😂) Ohh, absolutely!😍😍 (TBC)

(TBC:) Like, that chapter had SO much sweet and angsty Karamel both, engaged Karamel, pregnant Kara, and other nice things we can't have in their RL cause e.g. Bal-Seg and Hal-Ed and Kara's parents are dead and gone😭😭 It was truly a final mercy and while it hurt, it was just soo heartwarming too😍😭(I don't care if you forbid it, I already called them😈) TtQ. Omg, YES, I can only agree with EVERYTHINF you said!😍 It's just so perfect, I can't even find any other words to describe it(TBC2) (TBC2:) Their first meeting was just so perfect and mysterious and yyuuuup, her eyes definitely add to the femme fatale effect while at the same time expressing SO much unsaid things, it's brilliant!😍Tho, funnily enough I'm apparently a real idiot, I didn't even realize she was in The Greatest Showman and Dune, too, until I started binging her interviews today🤦🏻‍♀️😅😂 (While I agree it's very sad it didn't happen, I have to admit that I like it better without the kisses🤔🙈 (TBC3)) (TBC3:) Cause the kisses would have really rushed it and I feel like the lingering looks/touches as well as their words/actions towards each other gave them MUCH more depth and development than the kisses could have🤔🙈 Meh, gotta agree with her, don't fret, and hey, people not being around anymore could just as well be due to other things like them not able to find it anymore (that actually happened to me with a few fics I read😅) or having left the fandom/reading due to personal reasons🤔

THAT IS TOTALLY HOW IT WORKS AND IF THE BOOKS SAY OTHERWISE THEN THEY'RE LYING! I CAN TOTALLY CHANGE IT ON MY OWN! Yes, a fuddy-duddy which means you're a fussy, old-fashioned person like how you are right now insisting on these moldy old language rules. (￣^￣)

You can't use them against me! Especially not Max, he doesn't care about Karamel! And using the show's horrible treatment of them against me is cheating! (Well, he's certainly more harmless this way. XD)

Yeah, it really was the ideal world... I mean, all the Karamel stuff can/will still happen in the real world but Bal-Seg and whoever else is dead will stay dead... no matter how much some people wished they'd survived...

(I'LL UNCALL THEM!)

TtQ. YES, her eyes are so expressive, like the moment where Atlee's basically ordering her to kill Ethan you can see just in her eyes alone all her inner conflicts and feelings about the whole thing! LOL, I know she was in both of them but I've only seen snippets of Greatest Showman and I'm not sure if Dune is my kind of movie so MI remains my only source of Rebecca's amazing talent. XD (Agreed, it's one of those rare moments where I'm mostly fine with there being no kisses (so far) because that makes all their interactions so much deeper and more meaningful. (Plus I AM a fan of slow burn as PiaD proves so... XD) Although I wouldn't object to them existing on a deleted scenes reel... and if there isn't even like a peck on the cheek in MI7 or MI8 I'll riot... BTW, one of the kisses (the scripted one even) was supposed to be at the end or Rogue Nation before Ilsa drives off but apparently they decided not to do it; instead, McQuarrie told Rebecca to hug Tom as if it was her saying goodbye to him, not Ilsa saying goodbye to Ethan, which is why it feels so authentic.

I guess that's true... and oh no, is there no way at all to find those fics you 'lost'? D=