#i just know they were giggling to each other when they got themselves situated on the platform

[elkkiel]

(a II gif for you)

the fact that the top of his head doesn't even reach vessel's hip while sitting is just #///w///#

don't mind me I'm having a system reboot. oh fuck.

[cvnt4him]

Hi! I hope you’re doing well, I’ve been a silent fan for a while and I really appreciate and love your work so I wanted to request how Katsuki and/or izuku would would react to reader flashing them during or after a heated argument If you could :)) you decide if you want it to be smut or not, Thank you!!

ty for your love and support! I giggled while reading this lol

Katsukiᡣ𐭩

during an argument.

Katsuki was really heated this evening and you certainly hadn't made anything better with your bickering. It's not as if you yourself were upset, you were just nagging a bit. Katsuki, as someone who is normally really clean and good at picking up behind himself, just trudged through your front door shedding his shoes in the living room and flopping down onto your couch. Not greeting or saying hello to you, not offering to help or take a load off of you. Nothing.

You understand he's been working today but a hello would've been more than enough for you. You've just missed him a bit more than normal that morning and wanted to feel his touch. You spoke only a word to him about how you felt and he was already giving you an attitude. You could only scoff at his sass and angry voice. Most of the time when he got angry you'd get angry, but this time you couldn't handle him.

You really didn't feel like arguing or just yelling back at him. With a blank face you just stared at him as he spat words out at you while he sat back against the couch. You sigh to yourself and simply lift your shirt and allow your boobs to freely fall out. Katsuki who was staring directly at you watched your every movement as he spoke, not expecting you to do that he suddenly stops speaking.

You raise one brow and try your hardest not to snicker at his surprised expression, a dust of pink brushing his cheeks. You heard a small breath leave his slackened jaw as he stared you up and down for a couple of minutes. You pull your shirt down and clear your throat before addressing him.

“ now then.. are you done? Jesus, katsuki, all I wanted was a hello and for you to not throw your things-”

Before you could finish your sentence he was quick to get up and throw you over his shoulder. You yell out and question what he's doing.

“ if yer so keen on talking over me; let's see if you can even get a word out when I'm through with ya.”

Izukuᡣ𐭩

after an argument.

You just wanted to feel appreciated was all, you did your best with dinner and looking well for him only to get nothing in return. You wish you hadn't had blown up on him, and it really did break your heart having him yell at you...but goodness that angry expression he had, the way he grit his teeth and breathed heavily. You could see a tinge of regret behind his eyes, he isn't one to normally snap so easily.

The two of you took a bit of a break from each other, just taking 5 minutes in separate rooms to cook off. You were never really angry, sure a bit upset but you just wanted your husband. That need for him never went away it only grew.

Izuku, ready to apologize, walked back into your shared bedroom to address the situation. He felt he'd gone too far and that arguing and him raising his voice wasn't necessary. Things could've been resolved in better ways by simply talking them out.

As you heard your husband out, watching as he spoke with his hands as well as his apologetic voice. You simply smiled at him, watching as his sad eyes had trouble staying connected to yours. Your hands slowly brang themselves up to your shirt and you lifted it just as slowly allowing you to tease him a bit. He immediately stopped talking and his eyes flickered from your eyes straight to your bare chest his jaw falling slack as his eyes widened. A small noise leaving him as he completely forgot what he was talking about.

You remove your shirt as a whole and walk towards him in only your underwear, his hand immediately flying to your sides as he gulps down struggling to look at you.

“ I know another way....you can make it up to me.”

“...deal.”

[nanaslutt]

HATE SEX WITH GETO PLEASE 😭😭🙏🏾🙏🏾🙏🏾

contains: fem reader, spanking, choking, manhandling, hate fucking, rough sex, dirty talk, cheating, spanking, bathroom sex, angst w/ no comfort, proceed with caution :3

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Just thinking about hate sex with ex-boyfriend Geto. You received a video from an unknown number a couple months ago of your boyfriend at the club, big arms slung around two pretty girls as one ground on him under the flashing lights and blaring music of the club. The video was short, but it was all you needed to see. You forwarded the video to Geto, captioned with the words, "fuck you."

The night he went out he told you he was having a guy's night out with Gojo, so imagine your surprise when you woke up to him acting like a whore in public. You still did never find out who sent you that video. Geto spent days blowing up your phone, using your mutual friends to try and talk to you, even going as far to show up to your house, but you rejected all of his advances.

After about a month and a half, when things had calmed down and it was evident to the both of you that your relationship was well over, you finally started going out again. The reason it took you so long? The two of you were in the same friend group. There's a reason they say to date outside of your circle, for situations exactly like this.

Your big debut back into your circle of friends was a night out clubbing. Gojo, Shoko, Utahime, and Nanami were sitting on the plush cushions around you. The only reason you agreed to go out with them tonight was because Shoko had promised Geto wouldn't be there, saying he was stuck at work. Truthfully though, Shoko had missed you so much in the group outings, that she would've found a way to drag you out of the house even if Geto was going to be there.

"This is nice, I'll admit. I missed you guys." You said, working on your second cocktail of the night. Drinks always tasted better when Gojo paid. "Awww~ I don't know how you went so long without seeing me, honestly~" Gojo teased, ruffling your hair in the process. You swatted his hand away, fixing your hair while you shot him a nasty side-eye. "Us, he meant US." Utahime corrected, placing her hand on your knee while also shooting daggers at Gojo.

Gojo stuck out his tongue at Utahime, crossing his legs as he leaned back into the cushions, his arms spreading out behind you and Nanami on the top of the couch. "It's true though, it's nice having you here," Nanami added a light blush dusting on his face from how many drinks he had already downed; he must not have work tomorrow. "Thank you Nanami." you smiled at him before leaning back, crossing your legs over one another, your short black dress riding up your thighs slightly in the process.

"I've been so pent up all month, this feels so good." You giggled, tipping your head over as you directed your words to the girls. "Yeah? I know how you can feel even better." Shoko smirked, sipping on her straight vodka. Utahime smiled giddily, leaning her body forward in interest as she also waited for Shoko to speak. "Blondie over there at the bar has been eyeing you up since we got here, go talk to him." She nudged, wiggling her eyebrows at you.

You have been wound up in more ways than one since you and Geto had broken up. He always dicked you down so good, you would miss that. Who knows though, maybe blondie with the nice jawline and pretty face would give you good pipe in the bathroom. You eye him up, biting your lip as you dragged your eyes over his sturdy frame, only noticing he had been watching you oogle him like a slab of meat the whole time when you went to rake your eyes over his handsome face. He smiled, his dimples showing themselves as they dug into his cheeks, fuck he was hot. This was the perfect guy to use to get over Geto, screw that cheater.

"Oh shitt~ Look at them eye fucking each other~ Haha!" Gojo laughed, sipping on his sweet, non-alcoholic, bright pink drink. You turned your head to smirk at Gojo before you placed your hand on his shoulder and used it to push yourself off the seat. "You're really going for it?" Shoko asked incredulously, giggling behind your hand as you smoothed out your dress. "Why not? I'm horny and single, and a hot man is looking at me like I'm the hottest woman he's ever laid eyes on." You said, smiling down at your friends.

"That's because you are," Shoko added, grabbing your thigh for leverage she spun you around to face the man behind you sitting on the barstools, waiting for you to approach him. "I would be jealous If I liked men, he's a cutie." She laughed to Utahime as she watched you take a deep breath and walk off toward the man.

You walked through the club with confidence, a heartbeat already forming behind your panties as you got closer and closer, watching the way he eyed up your body as you walked. "Friends talked some sense into you, huh?" The man spoke when you got within ear shot. You took the seat next to him, plopping down on the barstool you spun the seat around to face him, your legs slotting together with one another as you placed your heel-clad feet on the bottom of his barstool.

His eyes darted down to your legs, watching you insert yourself into his space with confidence. "Too shy to come up to me yourself?" You asked, placing your hand on his knee as you rubbed circles against his pants, making him swallow the lump in his throat, feeling the heat rise to his face with how bold you were being. "You kidding? Those guys you're with are fucking repellent. Didn't know if you were with one of them or not." He laughed, taking a sip of his drink to ease his nerves.

"But you were watching me anyways?" You teased, keeping your eyes locked onto his. He took in a deep breath, pressing his lips together as before he spoke. "You have no idea what you look like, huh?" He asked, narrowing his eyes at you. "Who wouldn't be able to resist looking at someone like you?" His words sent shivers down your spine, you needed to get him in a bathroom stall with you hours ago. As the two of you continued flirting with one another, eyefucking each other as you sipped on your respective drinks, someone unexpected entered the club.

"Heyy." Geto's voice echoed into your friend's ears. The dark-haired man was half up, half down in his signature bun, one hand tucked into his pocket while his other was held up in front of him, waving to his friends. "Hey troublemaker~" Gojo smiled largely. Shoko groaned along with Utahime. "Thought you couldn't make it?" Nanami asked as he slid in next to him on the couch, spreading his long legs out on the cushions as he took Nanami's drink from him, taking a gulp.

"Got off early, thought I might come by." He responded, laughing when a drunk Nanami snatched his drink back from Geto, muttering to order his own drink. "Come by my ass, you work on the other side of town." Shoko laughed incredulously, adding that you were not going to be very happy. "She's here?" Geto asked, his demeanor immediately perking up. Shoko looked to Utahime knowingly before she looked back to Geto, hissing air in through her teeth.

"Yes cheater~ Of course she's here, and she's about to score by the looks of it." Shoko laughed, making Gojo whistle as he dragged his gaze to you, watching you pull your head back from the whispering something in the mans ear before his lips moved, head moving in tandem as you slid off of the barstool, taking his larger hand in his as you dragged him away from the seat, making him place his drink down on the bar top, abandoning it as you dragged him away to the bathroom.

Geto had just watched the entire scene unfold in front of him that the rest of them had seen. Of course, Geto had come here for you. Shoko was right, he worked almost half an hour away from the club, he was exhausted from work but when he saw you say in the group chat you were going to be here, he knew he had to make a detour. He knew he fucked up when he lied to you about going to the club, but truthfully he had done nothing more than let a couple girls fawn over him, grinding on him while they peppered kisses on his cheeks, never coming close to his mouth.

He still loved you, of course, he did, but you had been adamant about not seeing him at all for almost two months. He hadn't really given up, he would never give up on trying to get you back, he just figured maybe a little break and letting you calm down would lead you back to him. Clearly, he was wrong as he watched you maneuver your way through the crowd, dragging some man you met five minutes prior away to fuck, looking good as all hell.

He grits his teeth, pressing his feet firmly on the floor Geto was on the move in a heartbeat, no one could stop him. "Oh look what you did." Nanami huffed, looking at Shoko. "She's gonna be fucking pissed you know." Shoko's jaw was on the floor. She severely underestimated the amount of balls Suguru Geto had. "How the fuck was I supposed to know he was gonna go chase after her???" She said, looking at him with an expression that almost resembled horror, making Gojo laugh his ass off between them.

Once you made it to the secluded corner of the club just outside the bathrooms, you spun your body around, wrapping your arms around the man. "You wanna fuck me?" You whispered into his ear, feeling his large hands wrap around your waist, his knee sliding between your legs. He groaned at your words, staring between your lips and your pretty eyes as you bit your lip at him, "Fuck yeah, pretty girl." He smiled, shaking his head as he leaned in for a kiss.

You closed your eyes, waiting for a sensation against your lips that never came. Your eyes shot open when he yelled out an exasperated "Hey! What the fuck!" His lips loosened on your waist as he was dragged away from you by a strong grip on his hair. "Geto?!" You yelled, spinning your body to look at him, your body heating up with rage combined with the neglect of pleasure. "Who the fuck are you?!" The blond-haired man yelled, trying to grip Geto's wrist to make him release the hold he had on his hair.

"Her boyfriend." He deadpanned, throwing him in the direction of the club as he reached his hand over your head, pushing the door open behind you, forcing you into the small bathroom with his large frame, leaving you no time to refute. "I didn't know man, fuck!" The man's voice was cut off as the bathroom door shut behind the two of you, Geto's hand coming down to lock the door, leaving you alone in the personal bathroom.

"What the fuck are you doing?" You asked, shoving his chest back, Geto not even moving a muscle as his jaw muscles bulged out under the weight of his clenching teeth, his dark eyes watching you fume. "What the fuck were you doing?" Geto responded, walking toward you slowly, making you step back unconsciously, trying to keep some distance between the two of you. "Why is that any of your fucking business?" You spat, almost laughing at his audacity.

"We never officially broke up." Geto retorted, clenching his fists by his sides. "Oh! Oho!" You laughed, "Excuse me, allow me to make it official for you, we are fucking done." You dug your nail into his chest, squinting your eyes as you looked into his, your tall heels making you feel more confident as your height difference wasn't as dramatic now. "Thought I made it pretty fucking clear when I didn't respond to you for almost two months, but you always were pretty dense." You huffed, backing away from him once you got your point across.

"Were you just trying to get even with me? Huh? Thought fucking some random guy in the club like a slut would make you feel better about yourself?" He yelled, continuing to walk toward you until your back hit the wall, making you jolt, you hadn't even realized you were walking backward. "The fuck did you call me?" You asked, scrunching your eyebrows together. "You're such a fucking hypocrite, acting like that wasn't exactly what you did to me." You laughed again. You felt like you were going crazy, why was he acting like you were the one in the wrong here?

"I never fucked them! Never! Maybe if you answered my fucking calls or looked at my texts you would know that!" He shouted, getting in your face. You shook your head, looking at him with disdain. "Oh, because letting girls dry hump you is so much fucking better, right?" You yelled back, the ghost of a smile gracing your features, you were so done with him.

"God you really are the worst." You spat, your eyes shooting daggers into his own. "How the fuck are you gonna make up for scaring that guy off, huh?" You asked, tilting your head at him, making his eyes lock onto yours once more. Geto cocked his head at you, clearly uncomfortable with you mentioning the blonde stranger, knowing damn well you meant you were going to fuck him, and now you were left dry.

You scoffed, "What? Don't like the thought of me getting off on someone else's cock? Moaning someone else's name? Huh? That shit make you mad?" You got in his face, keeping your squinted eyes on his dark ones. Geto doesn't know what came over him, but he couldn't stand to hear you talk anymore. His lips were on yours, swallowing your surprised moans, immediately slipping his tongue into your mouth, crushing his jaw into yours, your head bumping into the wall behind you.

You were still mad as hell, but his lips felt so familiar, your arousal crept up through the cracks of your irritation and made you kiss him back harder, fighting him for dominance. His hand came to grab your throat, squeezing harshly, his fingers digging into your delicate skin, making you whine into the kiss. He was never this rough with you, and you were loving it.

He pulled back, his free hand coming down to undo his belt quickly, pulling the leather through the loops as he threw it somewhere on the floor of the filthy bathroom floor, "Don't you ever talk about someone else fucking you in front of me." He growled, squeezing your throat to emphasize his words, You smiled through the lack of oxygen, little black dots clouding your vision, but you still felt the need to fight back. "Fuck you." You whispered.

Geto spun you around in one swift movement, making you face the wall, your hands coming to brace against the brick as you felt him lift your skirt over the curve of your ass, your panties being roughly yanked down midway on your thighs. Everything was happening so quickly, the adrenaline pumping through your veins only fueling your arousal. You knew this was not a good idea, but your body was too weak to Geto.

Geto shook his head as his eyes came into contact with your dripping pussy. He bit his lip between his teeth, pulling his cock out through his pants as he gave himself a couple rough strokes, his hand sliding down to your ass as he rubbed his thumb through your folds, spreading them and rubbing your wetness around before he dipped the digit into your hole, slowly pumping in and out. He was absolutely fuming at the thought of you giving this to someone else, he wondered if you had in the time you haven't been talking.

"You this wet from that fucking loser, or from me yelling at you?" Geto asked, pulling his thumb back to leave a rough smirk on your ass, pushing his hips forward as he rubbed his tip along your folds, getting his cock slick with your juices. "You're so full of yourself, shoulda seen the way he was touching me under the table." You giggled, turning your head to the side to look at him. You kept your words vague on purpose to piss Geto off. He had been touching you under the table, but only your thigh.

"You fucking slut." Geto grit through his teeth, his hand coming to grip the back of your neck, his fingers pinching your skin with how hard he was gripping you. "And you still wanna fuck me." You laughed, the noise getting cut short when he pushed his cock into you all at once with zero warning, keeping his balls pressed to your ass as he let his cock throb inside your walls still, his back pressing agaisnt your chest as he leaned into your ear, his deep voice whispering, "That's enough out of you." His voice alone was enough to send shivers down your spine.

"Fuck!" you yelled when he pulled his hips back before he bullied his cock back into your unprepped walls, stretching you open as he meanly fucked you against the wall. "Shit- Think he could fuck you better than me? Huh?" Geto asked, leaning back as he pressed the back of your neck into the wall, his other hand holding under your hip as he held you in an arch, the pace of his hips making your knees squeeze together, bending slightly at the stimulation.

You brought one of your hands down between your thighs to rub little circles into your clit, your eyes crossing at the feeling. Geto must have felt how tight you got because he groaned through his teeth, his hand leaving your hip for a moment to come down to leave a harsh smack on your ass. "Fuck- I don't know, heh- If you didn't interrupt me I w-would've found out. He shook his head, smiling through the malice he felt coursing through his veins. "You're such a fucking brat." Smack, "Just sayin' that shit to get me worked up so I'll fuck you like the whore you are."

You wanted to hit him back every time he slapped your ass. Sure, it felt good, but you knew he was trying to put you in your place, so the action made a vein pop out on your forehead. You were so glad he couldn't see your face right now. Your words might've been sharp and snarky, but your face was flushed red and your eyes were rolling back in your head every time his fat cock thrust right against your sweet spot deep inside you, the one only he could reach. "I-I hate you-" You moaned out between his mean thrusts.

You heard him coo in response, his hand leaning the back of your neck so he could grip your waist with both hands and yank you back on his cock harder, fucking whines from your lips. "Don't talk to me like that baby, hurts my feelings~" Geto retorted, his jaw dropping in a small o when you rubbed your clit harder at his words, making your hole clench around him so tightly it felt like you were trying to milk him of all he was worth.

"Would you really be squeezing me this tight if you hated me? Hmm?" He teased, practically slamming your ass back on his pelvis, loud squelching noises bouncing off the walls. Thank god you were in this loud-ass club or everyone would know exactly what was going on, not like you really cared. "Shut up and fuck m-me." You responded curtly, closing your eyes as you tried to focus on reaching your high, timing your finger rubbing circles against your clit with his thrusts inside you.

"That's what I'm doing, dumb s-slut." Geto groaned, dropping his gaze to where the two of you were connected, feeling a warmth in his stomach bloom at the white ring of cum that had formed around the base of his dick. "Godd pussy is fucking milking me- you cant survive without me, need me- need this dick." Geto spoke between rough thrusts, his own words working himself up as he felt his high creep over him.

You grit your teeth at his words, moans spilling from your lips without your permission. He was fucking the shit out of you, you don't think he's ever been so rough before. His words, his hips, his hands, all of it, so fucking rough, and it was quickly working you up to your orgasm. You were too overwhelmed, tears started forming in your eyes with all of the stimulation and emotion you were feeling. He was hammering into your g-spot, making your legs shake uncontrollably.

"God- fuck- Gonna make me cum inside my pussy, my fucking pussy-" Geto babbled, shaking his head as he tried to get a peek at your face, noticing how you had bitten your lip between your teeth, tears streaming down your face. "Fuck, you crying? Feels that good?" He laughed. You didn't want him to know how good you were feeling, didn't want him to know his words were true; you couldn't live without him or his dick. His cock alone was literally fucking tears out of your eyes, it was so intense.

"Not gonna speak huh? Fine, stay quiet then." Your ex-boyfriend huffed, looking down at your pussy stretched around his girth as he fucked himself to his orgasm, you close behind him. "Shit- shit I'm coming- take it baby fu-ck~" Geto groaned, leaning over your back, burring his face into your neck. You felt his teeth dig into your neck when you felt the first rope of his warm seed shoot inside you, making your orgasm crash over you.

The two of you rode your highs out together, Geto's hips weakly and unceremoniously thrusting into your sopping cunt, working you through your orgasms. Geto jerked against your body, his strong hands wrapping around your torso as he kept you pressed against him, unloading his cum into your abused pussy. You whimpered into the wall, feeling his teeth leave your neck when he started coming down from his high, his face keeping its place in your neck.

The two of you stayed quiet for a while, relishing in the silence save for the dull booming of the club music echoing through the walls of the bathroom. Geto's hands were petting the skin of your hips, and for just a moment, you let yourself think everything was okay, losing yourself in the feeling; until he spoke. "I am sorry you know. So fucking sorry." He whispered into your neck, not daring to move.

You heaved out a sigh, pushing his arms off of you. You reached behind you and pushed his pelvis back, wincing in overstimulation when his softened cock slid out of your walls, his cum chasing after him, making your face scrunch at the uncomfortable feeling. "That wasn't what this was." You responded coldly. Bending down you pulled your panties up, keeping his cum snug inside you.

You turned around to watch him open your mouth, to which you held your hand up, stopping him; amazed when he actually listened. You pushed past him, bumping his shoulder in the process. Without another word, you unlocked the bathroom door and on shaky legs, left the small room and out into the nightclub to find Shoko and Utahime and get the hell out of there. Geto sighed deeply, tipping his head back as he stared at the ceiling before he closed his eyes, feeling the remorse wash over him, "fuck."

[violentdelightsandviolentends]

Walk The Line.

Carmen gets a little jealous. You don’t mind in the slightest.

roommate!carmen berzatto x female reader

warnings - smut. cursing. semi public antics.

word count - 2.5k

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He’s a little out of his depth, admittedly.

The invitation had been slid under your front door, pretty handwriting on creamy paper.

“A… party?”

“Does it say party, Carmen?”

“No, it says ‘mixer.’ What the fuck is a mixer?”

You laugh, scrubbing a mark off the final dish in the sink before placing it down in the drying rack. Carmy is sat on the counter across the kitchen, reading the invite over and over.

“Seriously, babe. The fuck does mixer mean? So it isn’t a party?”

You dry your hands and make your way over to take the paper from him, eyes scanning over it carefully.

“A mixer is like… a get to know each other thing. It’s sort of like a party, I guess, but not really. Just a casual gathering type situation.”

“Sounds fucking stupid,” he grumbles.

You smack his shoulder, rolling your eyes.

“Lighten up, asshole. It could be fun.”

“Fun? You think having a mixer with all the neighbours from our building on a Friday night is gonna be fun?”

“I think it sounds like an incredible time. My ideal evening. I can’t wait.”

You can’t even pretend not to laugh, grabbing onto his thigh to keep yourself balanced. He puts his hands on your shoulders, trying to look serious, but the grin fighting its way up his cheeks gives him away.

“You really wanna go?”

“Carm, if it’s terrible, we’ll just lie and say we’ve got plans elsewhere. We’ll run away screaming if we need to. It might be good for us though, to meet our neighbours properly. It’s good to get to know them, just in case we ever need anything.”

“What, like a cup of sugar? What is this, the thirties?”

“When you’re testing recipes and fucking them all up, you might be grateful to be able to nip next door and borrow a cup of sugar.”

“I don’t fuck recipes up.”

“No? Then why were you yelling at a lavender and oat crème brûlée last week?”

“It was mocking me,” he grumbles under his breath, hanging his head.

You can’t help but laugh, moving closer to stand between his manspread legs where he still sits on the counter. You brush a piece of hair back from his forehead, tracing your index finger in a featherlight touch down the bridge of his nose. He looks down at you, eyes glued to yours.

“I know for a fact you don’t have anything else planned on Friday,” you whisper.

He rolls his eyes but leans into your touch anyway, where you’re still tracing along the features of his face.

“You promise we can leave if it’s terrible?”

“We literally live in this building. We can just walk up the stairs and be home.”

He huffs, but relents.

“Fine. But please don’t leave me alone with all of the middle aged moms. They love me.”

“Oh, I’m sure they do,” you giggle, leaning in to rest your head on his chest. His arms encircle you, pulling you as close as he can.

Is this scene too intimate for roommates? Without a doubt.

Do either of you care? Not in the slightest.

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It’s not as bad as he thought it’d be.

The middle aged moms have pulled through, actually. The lobby is decorated with fairy lights, tables covered in alcohol set up against the walls. Everyone has a drink in their hand, chatting and mingling amongst themselves.

You and Carmen walk downstairs a little late. He’d finished his shift and run home to shower and make himself look semi presentable before facing the neighbours.

“We need a signal,” he says suddenly, right as you reach the staircase. “In case of emergencies.”

“Pat your head.”

“Real subtle.”

“It doesn’t need to be subtle, it needs to be noticeable for me.”

“Fine,” he mutters, bumping his shoulder into yours. “Don’t leave me alone with that Erica lady. She scares me.”

“Yes sir,” you mock salute, slipping your hand into his momentarily. “You’ll be fine, Carmen. Like I said, we’ll just leave if it’s awful.”

It’s not awful, actually. It’s quite fun.

It’s nice to get to know the people in your building, seeing as you have lived there for a couple of years now. Carmen has been there even longer.

“Excuse me, sweetheart?”

You turn around to be met with an old lady, leaning carefully on her cane.

“Yes, ma’am?”

“I’m Dorothy. I live in 2B, and I just had to tell you that you look beautiful in your dress.”

You smile, pulling out a chair for her, which she takes gladly. You sit down next to her, spotting Carmy chatting with a couple of guys across the room.

“Thank you so much!”

You introduce yourself, telling her your name and apartment number.

“Ah yes,” she hums in recognition. “You live with your boyfriend who has all the tattoos.”

You almost choke on your drink.

“We’re just roommates,” you say eventually. “But yes, that’s him.”

“Oh, my apologies. I just assumed.”

You’re curious, suddenly. You know you shouldn’t be, but you can’t help yourself.

“Can I ask? Why you… thought we were dating?”

She chuckles knowingly before placing a hand on your knee.

“Honey, he’s got a hand on you at all times. He looks at you like you are the sun. Every time you walk past my window, you’re both laughing. Sounds like love to me.”

Her bluntness is refreshing, if not a little intimidating. No one will say it how it is more than a little old lady who can’t mind her business.

“We, uh… we’re close. He’s a good roommate. A good friend.”

She doesn’t look convinced in the slightest, chuckling as she pats your leg.

“Uh huh. That’s what I said about my husband - real good friend. We’ve been married 58 years.”

You smile, shaking your head.

“Is he here with you?”

“He’s upstairs. He can’t really leave the apartment, these days.”

“You know, if you ever need anything, me and Carmen would be happy to help.”

“No, sweetheart, I couldn’t ask you to-”

“-you’re not asking me, I’m offering. Carmen is an award winning chef at one of the best restaurants in this city. He’d be more than happy to make a meal or two when needed. And I can pick you guys up stuff from the grocery store when I go, too.”

“Thank you,” she whispers, grabbing your hand in her frail one. “You’re good kids, you two.”

You grin at her, squeezing her hand gently.

“You know where I am, if you need me.”

She nods, standing up carefully.

“I’m going to go see if that handsome Jeremy will come and fix my shower for me. He did promise.”

You laugh, watching as she makes a beeline for one of the dads stood in a huddle. You catch eyes with Carmy, who’s still chatting away with a few of the younger guys. He winks at you, all cheeky and carefree, and you can’t help but flush, heat prickling across your skin. You shake your head, smiling, winking back.

Suddenly, there’s a hand on your bicep. You spin sideways, to be met with the sight of a very handsome man. Dark hair, big brown eyes, tall - he looks slightly like a movie star you can’t quite remember the name of. You crane your neck to meet his gaze, smiling softly.

He holds out his hand to introduce himself.

“Hi, I’m Daniel.”

You tell him your name, trying to ignore how his hand engulfs yours.

“Pretty name for a pretty girl.”

You laugh, shaking your head.

“Have you lived here long? Think I’d remember a face like yours.”

Now he shakes his head.

“A month, maybe. I live in 6C. I’ve been working a lot, so haven’t had any time for introductions.”

“Ah. What do you do?”

“I’m a model.”

Of course he is.

“What do you do?”

As you start to tell him, his eyes fix on yours, not leaving for a moment. He listens carefully, both of you blocking out the noise and focusing on each other.

Turns out, Daniel is good company. The two of you find a spot in the corner, away from the noise and the wine drunk moms. The two of you laugh, joke, and talk about Chicago as if you’re old friends. Time slips away from you easily, conversation flowing with minimal effort.

“I don’t want to leave, trust me… but I have a super early call time tomorrow. If you wanted, we could grab a drink sometime, somewhere that’s not our buildings lobby?”

You laugh, nodding.

“Yeah, I’d like that. It was nice to meet you, Daniel.”

“You too. Here,” he says, handing you a small business card with his number on, “text me.”

“I might do just that,” you tease as he walks away grinning.

You’re on your way to grab another drink when a hand slinks around your wrist.

“Hi, Carmen.”

You don’t even have to turn to know who it is, recognising the feeling of his calloused hand against your soft skin.

“Where’s your friend gone?” he all but grumbles.

“He’s gone home, got to be up early for work.”

“Haven’t we all.”

“Ooo, okay Mr Attitude. You’re not having a good night? You didn’t give me the signal.”

“Would you have noticed if I did?”

You spin around to face him properly now.

“Yes, I would have. Because we’re in a tiny fucking lobby and not a football stadium, Carmen.”

He huffs.

“Didn’t think you’d notice if the building fell down, the way you were lost in his eyes.”

“I know it���s a foreign concept to you, Carmen, but eye contact is actually a very important part of conversation. Try it some time.”

Carmy rolls his eyes, grip on your wrist tightening.

“Come on,” he mumbles. “Wanna show you something.”

He practically drags you up the stairs, and up some more, and up some more. Eventually, you reach the roof.

The sun is just setting, casting the city in a warm orange glow. Everything is so calm, so peaceful, so serene. It’s beautiful.

You’re admiring the view when suddenly your feet are no longer on the ground. Carmy has you over his shoulder, carrying you across the rooftop to the brick wall.

“The fuck are you doing?” you cry as he finally puts you down.

He smashes his lips to yours, choosing to shut you up rather than answer you. You kiss back eagerly, confused but not disappointed at the turn in events. Slipping your hands into his hair, you tug him into you, groaning as he grabs at your ass.

“Carmen,” you breathe, “why don’t we just go home?”

“Where’s the fun in that?” he mumbles against your neck, pressing kisses wherever he can reach. When he bites down, you smack his shoulder.

“No marks, asshole. The fuck is up with you?”

Again, he says nothing, just slips his hand under your dress to run his fingers over your underwear. You part your legs instantly, leaning back into the wall to steady yourself.

“Carmen, someone’s gonna see if they come up here.”

“Well then you better come quickly.”

He slips your panties to the side, running his fingers through your wet heat. You keen, knees buckling already.

“Oh baby,” he chuckles. “This all for Daniel?”

It all clicks for you suddenly.

“That’s what-” you choke as he slides a finger into you. “That’s what - fuck - has you so riled up? Daniel?”

“Don’t say his name when I’m knuckle deep, baby. It’s rude.”

You attempt to scoff, but it comes out as more of a moan when he presses his thumb to your clit, circling carefully.

“Am I not giving you what you need, honey? Is that it? Greedy girl just wants more, so she looks elsewhere to get it?”

“No,” you justify quickly. “You know that’s not true.”

“If you can still form sentences, I’m clearly doing something wrong.”

He slips a second finger in, curling them exactly the way he knows you like.

“Carm.”

“He couldn’t make you feel like this, babe. You and I both know it.”

You’re nodding, fingers gripping his shirt tightly as if you’re scared he’s going to walk away. His lips press into your neck again, nipping along the expanse of skin.

“Say it.”

“Hmm?”

You’re dazed, mind hazy with Carmen Carmen Carmen Carmen Carmen.

“Say. It.”

He punctuates his words by curling his fingers harshly. You’re seeing stars, legs giving out.

“He - he… fuck, Carmen, please.”

“So close, honey. Try again.”

You know he won’t relent. He never does, when he’s in a mood. You have to just give him what he wants.

“He couldn’t make me feel this good, Carm. It’s all for you, only you.”

“Good girl. Knew you could do it.”

With that, he speeds up his fingers, his other arm snaking around your back to keep you standing upright.

“Give it to me, baby. Know you want to. That’s it, atta girl.”

“Come for me, there we go. Can feel you.”

“Good girl, good fuckin’ girl. So pretty like this.”

You fall over the edge, clenching like a vice around his fingers as you throw your head back. There’s a sheen of sweat coating your skin, chest heaving with every breath you take. Your vision goes white for a second, gripping onto Carmy’s biceps for dear life.

You rest your forehead against his chest, panting as you try to recover.

“Jealous Carmen is kinda mean,” you mumble into his shirt.

He laughs, wrapping his arms around you.

“You know I didn’t mean it, right? You’re free to date whoever you want. You could do a lot worse than Daniel the hot supermodel.”

You pull back, looking at him carefully.

“I know. I just… I don’t know if I’ll go. Seems a bit unfair to date him when my mind is on someone else.”

You both know exactly who you mean. You both also know that tipsy on a rooftop is not the place to have that conversation.

“Did you ever master the lavender crème brûlée?”

He chuckles, not expecting the sudden change in subject.

“Yes, I did.”

“Do we have any left?”

“We don’t. But I did make chocolate soufflé this afternoon, if that’ll satisfy your sweet tooth.”

“Fuck, yes,” you grin, leaning in to kiss him tenderly.

“I’ll make you a crème brûlée in work tomorrow. Promise.”

“Will you make two extras?”

He quirks a brow in confusion, so you continue.

“We’ve got two elderly neighbours. They’re not very mobile, so I said we’d drop stuff off every now and again.”

He smiles at you, all soft and melted.

“Of course. That heart of yours is too big for your chest, you know.”

You take hold of his hand, placing it there.

“Only sometimes.”

He kisses you again before throwing an arm over your shoulders.

“Let’s go eat chocolate soufflés and drink the rest of that wine you bought.”

“You’re a mind reader,” you laugh, making your way downstairs.

Maybe he is, you think later. You don’t mind in the slightest.

[elodieunderglass]

Okay, but as a fellow individual of 90s fantasy/formed-by-Tamora-Pierce experience, do you know what conspiracy theories your mom and her husband discussed?!

In return, I can offer a filthy, filthy joke that she apparently shared on a fantasy panel that also included Orson Scott Card 😈

(In reference to this https://www.tumblr.com/elodieunderglass/777169865575464960/pffff-glad-this-entertained-you) no I have no idea!!! I wasn’t living at home at the time. I would LOVE to earn the joke but I’m not sure if I can.

My mother sneaking off to smoke in a strange way and having strange interactions as a result was a constant theme of my childhood, sometimes a mortification and sometimes an embarrassment and sometimes a significant relief. Sometimes people would be sending desperate signals for rescue from her, and sometimes they’d be charmed.

Once she was smoking behind the back of a building where I and other Girl Scouts were having a sort of immersive 1990s mystery theatre experience, in which an actor, lavishly dressed as a wizard in purple robes and splendid hat with an incredible staff, introduced the premise and then vanished magically (did an illusion and went out the back door). The effect was spectacular to our beholding, and we were very impressed. The wizard meanwhile encountered my mother, smoking like a wild animal at the back door, and at the same time, she encountered him. and my mother, a bundle of trauma and highkey stress responses, my mother, well, facing the appearance of a wizard, she emitted her famous Banshee Scream, a scream that in my childhood raised my cortisol levels so high that they’re still audibly sloshing around, a scream that actually hurts a lot. She does not have a fight/flight/freeze/fawn response, she just holds in place and vibrates your molecules until the situation changes. She screamed so accusingly that the poor stricken wizard screamed back, a trembling pile of jelly. Strange woman, wreathed in smoke, lurking outside your magic trick and shrieking at you like God’s own violence.

So they screamed at each other helplessly, as any two primates would, until they reached a plateau of peace beyond this, and allied themselves in friendship, and smoked together, trembling. Eventually they asked each other what they were both doing there, and apparently found the answers so funny (“I am doing the magic show” “was it a magic show? Well. I am hiding from it”) that the nicotine-scented wizard was still giggling about it when he materialised himself into the gift shop, where he was winkingly familiar with my mother. “Elodie does your mother KNOW the wizard” I don’t know. I don’t fucking know. Thought I sensed her screaming earlier, but I’m an incredibly tiny and stressed-out individual.

In this way my mother made many temporary friends (but never any lasting ones.) a random shitty pub in rural ireland: mom has acquired seven new cronies, identical nasty men in flatcaps, and, under a cloud of smoke, is bitching about Margaret Thatcher and heavily involved in a card game that she doesn’t know how to play. She once got hustled away by handlers from the back of the venue of a Bob Dylan concert, because it turned out she was shiftily smoking with Bob Dylan and they wanted him back. In Quebec my mother is briefly possessed by a ghost that spoke French, for only twenty minutes, for the sole purpose of bitching in it about politics over a cigarette TO REVOLUTIONARY REENACTORS THAT PART WAS IMPORTANT. Politician Jerry Brown once held me while she lit up. I once found her smoking with nuns and they were like “you have to promise not to tell” and I was so bewildered like WHO WILL I TELL? GOD? I only know that she smoked with Tamora Pierce’s husband because my sibling reported it wearily. At this very moment she’s probably smoking with YOUR parents. I emigrated a long time ago so I wouldn’t have to follow up on any of this. I’m sorry.

[sparklychaossheeppp]

hiii so basically I've got a request for Jason Todd and it's like when you first meet his family like bh accident and he's like really embarrassed but they love you and it's all super fun 😭😭

Have a nice dayyy

Hello! Thank you for the request, lovely. It's highly appreciated. I hope you have a nice day as well. ^_^ This is my first time properly writing for the batfam, so please do have mercy on my soul... 😓 I think I may make another version of this later with the same idea but different occurrences.

Word count : 762

Warnings : Possible OOC, implied shorter reader, no use of Y/N, Jason and reader have a pet cat, not proofread, short

Sunlight snuck their way through the bedroom curtains to make themselves known to the sleeping pair. Jason stirs slowly from his sleep, eyebrows furrow as he seeks refuge from the sun under the blanket.

With great annoyance he sat himself up in a sitting position, rubbing the exhaustion from his eyes. He glanced over to the person who he had slept beside the night before, still in a deep realm of sleep. His eyes soften at the sight of them yet he drags himself out of bed to start his day.

Jason went through his usual morning routine of getting ready before heading to the kitchen, he retrieved the basic ingredients to create pancakes. He turned on the stove as he prepared his mix, pouring it onto the hot surface as his partner enters the room.

Jason’s lips curled into a soft smile as he looked over his shoulder at them. “Well good morning, beautiful.” He greeted, losing attention to the pancakes he was making.

They dragged their limbs over, eyelids barely open as they yawned. They stumbled over to watch Jason’s smooth and graceful culinary skills. “…good mornin’..” they hummed, giving Jason a lazy peck to the lips.

Jason had picked them up by under their thighs to place them on the counter, his eyes meeting their own. Jason’s eyes narrowed with determination, “mm- can I get a proper kiss?” Jason requests with a tint of teasing in his tone.

“hm. I don’t know, can you?” They responded with a raise of their brow, matching his cockiness. They did lean in however, lips connected with a sense of playfulness when, there’s a creaking heard and a gasp.

The both whipped their heads around to see Dick Grayson himself looking up at them with wide eyes and his jaw slack. “Jason?!” Dick said in a high pitched voice, hand to his chest for theatrics.

“Dick-“ Jason started, a flush consuming his face as he stepped away in an attempt to explain who his partner is.

“I’m definitely telling Bruce!” Dick announced with an shit-eating grin on his face, already retrieving his phone from his pocket. “Oh no, you’re not!” Jason exclaimed, taking off sprinting at the other man.

Jason's partner sat upon the counter, wide eyed before letting out a giggle at the absurdity of the situation they’re in. They had been aware of Jason’s family since about three months into the relationship. They had allowed Jason to decide when they were going to meet formally but, I suppose fate had other plans.

The two men had chased each other around till Jason had realized the pancakes had begun to burn. Dick was giggling maniacally as he made his escape to rat out Jason.

Jason had been rather embarrassed about their last encounter with one of the members of the batfamily… However, after a week, he finally decided to go out shopping with his beloved partner. He paced the aisles in search of where the hell they had moved flour to now..

He had finally located the flour he was on the hunt for when he heard the familiar voice of Dick along with his partners, not again…

He peaked over the side of the aisle with a raised brow. He spots Dick having a seemingly nice conversation with him as Jason walks over with his eye twitching and ears flushed red.

“Jay! We were just talking about you,” Dick informs, a pleasant smile on his face. “You should bring your partner over for dinner tonight,” Dick says, placing his hands on his hips.

Jason glances over at his partner , looking for any possible signs of discomfort or negative emotion. They meet him with a nod and content look on their face. “Fine, fine..” Jason nods.

The rest of the family had arrived before them, already in their seats that surround the table. Two chairs placed together are empty awaiting their arrival. The room was chatty up until Jason’s partner entered the room, The batfamily quickly blurted out curious questions to them as they sat down.

Jason could only sigh in embarrassment as they asked the basic questions, “how long have you been together?” “how did you meet?” “what’s your home address?” things of that nature up until Damian had inquired about their favorite animal.

“We have a cat?” They had informed, Damian gasping. “Todd, you have had a creature this entire time and didn’t tell me?!” Damian scoffs.

From there, the conversation delved into chaos. However, there was a warm, stable feeling to the room

Likes & reblogs are always greatly appreciated.

[quietplace26]

Part 2 of the Furina!MC in a SAGAU au idea!

Notes: I wrote this because I was super stressed at work. So, I MIGHT be continuing this... Also, the Creator will be known simply as C now, and I'm trying to keep them gender neutral.

Even after a few weeks, Furina!MC could immediately tell C was still confused by her.

She kinda figured that would happen, cause going by most SAGAU fics, C was most likely someone from the real world. Her old world.

Someone that knew the plot and characters of the game really well.

And Furina!MC was acting very out of character not even counting she was living out in the middle of nowhere.

So, after some thinking, she sat them down and told them the truth.

Cause trust goes both ways, yes?

"... You're not Furina?"

Furina!MC nods, handing C another cookie as they stared at her in shocked, slowly nibbling on the treat.

"Yep. Woke up in this body around 500 years ago."

Furina!MC smiles bitterly, looking away from her friend's eyes.

"It... it wasn't pleasant. Focalors wasn't exactly... kind, and it wasn't like I could tell anyone..."

"...What about Neuvillette-"

"No." Furina!MC cut them off. "No... I just- I couldn't do it. After seeing Focalors' sacrifice, he has positive view on her, adding on that he..."

Furina!MC lets out a shuddering breath. "He thinks I'm still the same spoiled, bratty Goddess he had to work with for 400 years..."

"When the prophecy was avoided, I got out of Fontaine as quick as posible. Not only to avoid all those painful memories... but also... because of our current situation..."

Furina!MC gestures vaguely to C, getting her point across when they nodded wearily.

The SAGAU situation. This all around cult mess.

"I had to act like I worshipped you, because I was too afraid to find out what would happen if I didn't... And when Neuvillette showed the same behavior as the others, I knew I could never say anything to him..."

"So... I... damn it, when I was free, I ran. I... I wasn't going to get involve with the fake Creator, the hunt, or you."

Furina!MC sniffed, bringing up her knees to bury her face into them, too scared to look at the C's face.

"I k-know I should've stuck around when the fake Creator showed up and said something, anything... But I'm just ONE person. I'm not even an Archon anymore, just a normal, weak human. No one would've listened...and I just wanted to be safe for once..."

A moment of silence, then Furina!MC feels her friend sit beside her and hugs her.

"...It's fine. I don't hold it against you."

"But-"

"500 years is a long time to be alone in a hell like this... I don't blame you for not saying anything or running away... Because, well, you still helped me, yeah?"

C cups her face, rubbing her tears away and they grin.

"We have each other now, and besides, us Earthlings need to stick together!"

Furina!MC giggles at their words, shaking her head in disbelief.

"Earthlings? Really?"

And just like that, laughter filled Furina!MC tiny cabin.

Eventually the 2 tuckered themselves out and curled up together on the couch, cuddling.

It was something C noticed the first time they hugged Furina!MC. Their friend was touched starved.

They themselves weren't any better with the months of being on the run, but Furina!MC's was on a whole another level.

Considering with the way she talked about her 500 years as Furina... She probably never once got a positive touch in all those years.

So, when C hugged her... She herself broke down crying and latched on with similar hysterics.

C frowns, gently brushing some Furina!MC's hair from her face.

Their friend deserved better. They deserved better. The Genshin characters they once loved... They took and took and took from them...

And it was all because of this 'Creator' mess, and the fact a false one sat on a throne that by all right theirs.

C's face darkens.

They were the chosen Creator of this SAGAU au, right? They had the golden blood, they could feel Teyvat's emotions and such.

It's what led them to Furina!MC after all.

The winds whispered for them to go towards this forest in Fontaine, the trees hummed around them, leading through a maze of greenery, and they come across a tiny cabin.

This. This was where they could be safe. The person inside that tiny cabin was safe.

They never told Furina!MC about any of this.

They thought it would creep her out, and they didn't want to scare away possible the only person that was not only kind but could understand them.

Furina!MC was someone precious. She's been through hell and back, and yet, no one bother to notice she was in pain.

Just like C themselves. The Genshin characters refused to see what was in front of their eyes because they were stuck deep in the ways.

Ways that to them, were right, and only right.

C knew this couldn't continue.

While they were perfectly fine with staying with Furina!MC in her tiny cabin, far away from the chaos.

C knew they couldn't.

They would take back their rightful place as CREATOR. They would kick that fake out. They would make sure the Genshin characters knew how much they fucked up.

But most of all?

They'll create a safe place for them... and Furina!MC.

[81pastrys]

Pranksters

Summary— Lila and Mila like pulling pranks, so when their dads are practicing on the track they plan one out.

Warnings— none

A/N— This was originally a daughters fic for Oscar, but I liked the dynamic of making it their daughters as friends

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Lila and Mila were two trouble makers, especially in a paddock. The 12 and 14 year old joined their fathers often, deeming their houses too boring. On the way to the paddock Oscar and Lando always told them to behave. They knew going to races was a full day thing, meaning they have time to plot and act on pranks.

The particular prank they were working on needed a bit of tweaking and help. Jon’s help to be exact, Lando’s trainer. There they were, pleading with Jon for help on pranking Lando. “Pleasee?” Mila said.

“Come on, we just need your help setting it up so we don’t get hurt.” Lila, ever the wiser, said. It wasn’t completely a lie, they could hurt themselves. They wanted to put a bucket above his door filled with ice and water.

With a heavy sigh Jon agreed to help. They rigged the bucket so that when Lando opens his driver room door, it would fall on him. They return to the garage like nothing happened.

When Oscar returned and got out his car he could sense their mischievous behavior. “What did you do?” He asked. They played dumb. He knew how easy it was to get Mila to spill, she was his baby. “Mila?” He narrowed in on her.

Her face heated up and she looked to Lila. “We literally sat her on our phones.” Lila rolled her eyes at him, but Mila stayed quiet. He sighed and walked to his driver room. The two girls giggled and watched Lando pull in the garage.

“What are you two daredevils doing?” Lando asked, getting situated. “You look up to no good.” He narrowed his eyes and smiled. He talked with Jon and they assumed it was racing talk. “Come see, I got you guys something.” He motioned to his driver room and they smiled to each other.

Oscar had perfect timing walking out and seeing Lando ‘accidentally’ bump Lila into his driver room and the ice water filled bucket soaking her clothes. “Ahh! Daddy!!” She whined. Lando stood with his arms crossed next to Mila, holding in a laugh.

“Don’t ask my trainer for help next time yeah?” Lando joked. “I hope you learned your lesson.” Lila still whined about being cold and playfully shoved her friend for laughing.

“What are we going to do with you two?” Oscar shook his head with a smile. He got hold of a towel for Lila and wrapped her up.

“You should be scolding dad, he’s the one who soiled my clothes!” Lila defended herself. Lando emerged in normal clothes and tossed his daughter one of his shirts and leggings.

“Say thank you.” Lando said when she stayed quiet. “It’s your fault you got wet sweetheart, don’t be mad at us.” She mumbled a thank you and changed into the oversized shirt and leggings. Mila apologized to both of them, knowing if she didn’t she would be in more trouble. Lila held her ground, she shouldn’t be in trouble when the plan backfired on her anyways.

I like this dynamic lmao

[deadinthefanfics]

Housewardens x a reader who has selective mutism (platonic)

A/n: Hello this is my first time doing this I will try my best the reader is gender neutral in these headcanons ^_^

Riddle Rosehearts

☆) Riddle was honestly surprised on first meeting you. He was expecting to get someone on the immature side or likely the calm yet still manages to get themselves into chaos no matter what.

☆) When he tries to have an interaction with you seeing that you either whisper or mutter and he asks you to speak up you feel like shrinking away into a black hole. He never understood why it was so hard for you to not talk. Yeah speaking is such a simple action but he didn't know the reasoning behind you.

☆) After the overblot and realizing that it's really hard for you to talk no matter how much you try it's hard for you to do. He became more empathetic for you. But since you were out of trouble he liked you.

☆) He would likely help you when you are called on he would say the answer for you so you wouldn't have to say it.

☆) He also likes to walk and talk with you during passing periods and you get to listen along to him, even if you didn't say it in your words he could tell you didn't mind him by your facial expressions and your hand gestures. ☆) He also probably sets up your own formal language when it comes to unbirthday parties as such tapping your cup for more tea or tapping a certain part of your plate saying that you want more of a sweet.

Leona Kingscholar

☆) He honest didn't mind when you didn't speak that much. But if you are in any situation where you need help, he's here for you when you absolutely need it.

☆) He will maybe also lay on you or let you sit next to him since you are quiet and not bothering him when he sleeps.

☆) He will tease you when you are comfortable with him jabbing snarky jokes at you most common one he will use on you was "cat's got your tongue?"

☆) He will feel accomplished when you make a slight giggle or chuckle at his jokes when he makes them

☆) Will make anyone shut up if they try to bother you to speak or force you out of your comfort zone.

Azul Ashengrotto

☆) When he first met you he thought you were a spy since you stood awkwardly and it stood out from everyone else speaking so loudly. Or plotting against his schemes of forming contracts.

☆) When he found out you were nonverbal he formed more ideas for the monstro lounge since if they catered to regular people why not the quiet people? Or the introverts?

☆) Gives you a special pass so you can go into the quieter places when you needed to. While also gets advice from you on how to cater to the quieter people in which now they have to pay for the pass.

☆) Business is getting bigger since now they accommodate to the quiet side of NRC.

☆) When you do actually speak to him he feels a sense of pride that he build up a good relationship to speak.

Kalim Al-Asim

☆) When he first met you he was a bit surprised when you literally almost ran away when he spotted you. But you didn't and tried to be brave and you stayed and let him talk to you.

☆) When he found out you had trouble speaking he asks Jamil for help on how to talk to people like you.. In which now he knows how to talk to the shy people without scaring them away!

☆) Will buy your favorite things use that to your advantage since he is very nice.../j

☆) Passes you notes when he is bored and wants to have a conversation with you.

☆) He would be excited when you finally talk to him like as if a kid got the gift they wanted on their birthday and makes it KNOWN he is proud of you for finally talking.

Vil Schoenheit

☆) When at first Vil met you by just you accidentally bumping into each other and he apologizes in a bit of a mean way for bumping into you. But when he noticed that you were trying to form an apology he saw you now as "Idia Shroud 2.0"

☆) Does the same thing as Riddle asking you to speak up but to be more confident in yourself. But also does kind of understand why you were to be quiet but he doesn't really force you to do anything much.

☆) Vil will definitely provide you communication cards he custom designed at hand for you to communicate with the others.

☆) He would also likely make you his mannequin make you try on clothes for him. Since you are as silent as one so you would at least make a good acquaintance for him. ☆) When you finally talk to him he gets very proud like a father when you speak for the first time to him. Even if it were a little it still meant a lot to him.

Idia Shroud

☆) Idia would honestly not care that much he is just glad you are nice to him and you manage to surprisingly get him to open up about his interests and everything.

☆) I feel like whenever you actually talk even if its like muttering or the smallest whisper when he is like paying attention to a game he would get jumpy thinking it is someone else is in the room when its just you.

☆) Idia would allow you to borrow his tablet on rare ocassions when you do need to give out presentations or public speaking so you wouldn't feel the anxiety so much when speaking.

☆) Idia would allow you to be in his room as well and just let you watch him game and probably allow you to mess around with a few of his stuff.

☆) Idia would just allow you in his close circle in general as close as Ortho because of how awkward you are around people and seeing he is the same level as you he would be more delight talking to you.

Malleus Draconia

☆) He finds you very interesting. A child of man that has anxiety of speaking? He never seen one before let alone in person.

☆) He does like to be around you and try to ask you questions by giving you something to write on so that you can answer his questions.

☆) Would probably pat your head or rub your back when you feel anxious, or even more so hug you and would maybe never let go.

☆) Will smite down anyone who bothers you or makes you anxious. ☆) He will find it comforting since he also doesn't speak and someone of same nature could lead to good bonding.

Psst hey! My requests are open (^o^)

[ephemii]

𝐂𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡 𝐌𝐞! 🦇☁️🌙

⭑genre: fluff, romantic or platonic

⭑pairing: lilia/yuu

⭑cw: none!

✶notes: haven't posted in a hot second! got very busy with college, but i decided to write this as a treat! enjoy~

A long day had passed once again, leaving a relieving calm to wash over the campus. Golden afternoon glow gave way to lavender haze, a watercolor meld of dwindling daylight and the bleeding eve of night. It was on the last dredges of days like these that Yuu would be shedding their stress and aiming to unwind by themselves, weary after dealing with the troubles of their ever considerate headmage and two loveably idiotic best friends.

.... Well, that's what they would have loved to be doing, anyways. Intead, they were several dozen feet off the ground.

Their hands grip onto those of their fae friend like a lifeline, muscles pulled taut and straining as they fight to maintain a secure hold while they dangle precariously, reeling from the contrast of their fear for their life and Lilia's boisterous laughter ringing across the quiet horizon. If it were any other situation, Yuu could have mustered the praises that compiled at the tip of their tongue, admiring the way the deep magenta of his irises glinted like precious stones and the demure sunlight reflecting from beneath his flowing onyx locks of hair— alas, they were left to reserve their strength for the periodic yelps and shouts they emitted any moment they looked beneath them and the impressive height Lilia had managed to guide them through. They had never once thought that they would have such an epiphany— to realize that they had taken gravity itself for granted, they had to truly commend Lilia for making that a possibility to begin with.

"A youthful smile does you more justice, my little bat," Lilia giggled cheekily, his fangs glinting brilliantly, "why, you're on top of the world!"

"Set me DOWN, Lilia!!" Yuu ignored his spirited jargon, pleading vehemently.

Lilia’s laughter echoed like music in the crisp air, each note teasing and light. “But why would I do that when the view is simply exquisite?��� He gestured expansively, as if presenting his life's work in an art gallery. Yuu screamed, scrambling to latch their now empty hand onto his sleeve, feeling like their heart had caught in their throat. Below them, the sprawling campus looked like a patchwork quilt stitched together with fading hues of the day, and once again they inwardly cursed the fae for not giving them an opportunity to admire it peacefully.

"Lilia, for Sevens' sake!!" Yuu clenched their teeth, the world swirling beneath them. “This isn’t exactly my idea of a good time!” they protested, their heart racing as they nearly whined in fear.

“Oh, come now! A little thrill never hurt anyone.” Lilia’s hair fluttered against a pleasant gust of wind, a flurry of iridescent colors that glinted in the twilight. He reveled in the sensation of weightlessness, the sheer excitement invigorating him. “You’ve been cooped up for far too long. A bit of adventure is good for the soul!”

Yuu squinted at the horizon, trying to focus on anything other than the dizzying height. “I thought you were supposed to be helping me relax, not give me a heart attack!”

With a mischievous glint in his eyes, Lilia leaned in closer. Yuu looked up at him, eyes boring into his pleadingly— yet all their hopes were quickly shattered the moment his smile widened.

“How about this for a little fun?” Before Yuu could process what he meant, Lilia tossed them upward with a swift, strong heave.

Stars damn it all, they forgot he was that strong.

Yuu’s scream cut through the air as they soared for a split second, staring down at Lilia with wide, bewildered eyes. They didn't know whether to feel warmth or sheer anger at the way he laughed so exuberantly, looking like the very inspiration of joy, painted onto the backdrop of a calm autumn. Just as panic set in, and they were ready to pray to whatever gods safeguarded Twisted Wonderland, Lilia caught them with readily open arms, wrapping them up securely with his legs around them. Yuu grunted at the impact, gasping at the immediate relief rushing through them in dizzying waves.

“Surprise!” he giggled, clearly delighted by their shocked expression. “What did I tell you about living a little? How was that for a ride?”

Heart pounding, Yuu buried their face in his shoulder as they clung to him like a lifeline, mortified but unable to suppress a small, breathless laugh.

“You’re insane!” they lamented.

“Oh, but what is life without a healthy dose of heedlessness?” Lilia grinned onto their cheek, holding them tightly as they swayed gently in the air, “Look at you, all flustered. Isn’t it just the most exhilarating feeling?” he said with a reverence that made them wonder if he truly worshiped the thrill of the chase. The contrast of his deft fingers brushing through their hair caused a small shudder to wrack their limbs.

Yuu could feel their cheeks heat up as they took a deep breath, their initial fear giving way to a strange titillation. “I mean, maybe...." they admitted, peering out from their hiding spot. “...as long as you always catch me.”

Lilia processed their words for one quiet moment... Then he grinned, something more warm and tender as he looked down at them. Yuu averted their gaze, to which he chuckled quietly, that deep, melodious and quick staccato, his eyes crinkling with mirth.

“Then what say you to another round? I promise to catch you again, but you have to let go of that fear!”

With a mix of trepidation and enthralment, Yuu nodded, their heart racing in anticipation. Even then, they smiled delicately— No matter how hard they tried, they could never say no to him.

while i'm not inexperienced in writing, it's still a bit exciting finally writing for twst! i have a lot more in store, and hopefully i can finish them up and post them soon if time allows :] thank you for reading! 🤍🩷🤍

[a-mint-bear]

Boss Lady Has a House Spouse

Female Yandere x Reader

You've been a stay-at-home partner for about six months. Your long-time girlfriend is a CEO at a big corporation. A quick trip to her office, and you find out she acts A LOT differently in front of her employees.

• After your job suddenly fell through and a long, unfruitful job hunt later, your girlfriend suggested that (if you wanted to and it was okay with you, of course) you could stay home and look after things since she worked such long hours.

● She makes more than enough money for the two of you to live comfortably and you have a really nice place together. You've started cooking more and learning new recipes, and your place isn't so big that cleaning takes forever. You have lots of time to pursue your hobbies and be creative. It's a nice life and the two of you are really happy together.

• You and your girlfriend had been together for a long time, and had known each other even longer. She was super affectionate and she loved to spoil you. When she came home, the first thing she always did was bury her face in the crook of your neck, telling you through so many kisses how much she missed you. She was always loving on you and hanging all over you whenever she got the chance.

• She would lay her head on your lap when you watched movies together, and more than a few times you dozed off with your head on her chest as she ran her fingers through your hair. She loved sitting in your lap and pulling you into hers, and kissing you no matter the time or place. She was not shy about PDA either. Sometimes, it felt like a lot, but it was all so... genuine. She really loves you so much and you think of her as the love of your life, even if you can get a little shy about things from time to time.

• One day, you realized after she'd gone to work that she'd left the lunch you'd made her on the counter. You wondered if she would mind it if you just showed up as a surprise, and laughed to yourself at the sheer domesticity of the situation. You hoped you wouldn't embarrass her in front of her employees. You made sure you looked nice before leaving the house.

• There were some office workers going through the lobby when you came in. They must've been going out to lunch themselves. They approached you, curious about who you were there for or if they could help you find your way around. When you told them, they seemed... surprised? A few of them chatted amongst themselves while you shot her a text that you were there. They were talking pretty softly, but you still heard every word.

"Wait, I recognize them from the picture on Boss's desk. They're kinda cute. Poor thing. I can't imagine living with the Ice Queen."

"You're right! I mean, at least she's hot. Otherwise, it'd be a nightmare working for that sadist."

"Oh shit, man. If she heard you, you know you'd be working overtime. Again."

• They laughed to themselves, and it pissed you off a little. One of the other employees was trying to strike up a friendly conversation with you, but you just couldn't pay attention. You supposed it was normal to have a crap relationship with your boss, but to say that stuff in earshot of you, they had some serious balls. Before you could say anything, she was there.

• You heard her heels before you saw her. She popped out of the elevator, glancing around the lobby until she spotted you. She looked amazing in her work clothes, as usual. Well-fitting with a pencil skirt that hugged her curves just right. Every time you saw her you felt like the luckiest person in the whole damn world.

• "Hi sweetie." She smiled, so warm and dazzling it made your heart race just seeing her. She didn't pay any mind to her employees and made a beeline for you. "I'm so sorry you had to come all this way..."

• You told her it was fine, that you didn't mind at all. And that you both know she'd work through lunch if you didn't pack it for her. She laughed (a sweet and giddy giggle she often did when you teased her), and you could see all her employees' eyes go wide.

• She held your face, kissing you so soft and tenderly that you literally felt weak in the damn knees. "I'll see you tonight, love. I want to take you out as a nice thank you. Do you want my card? You can go get yourself a new date night outfit if you want. You know I'll love anything you wear..."

• You knew she'd pout if you said you'd just wear something of yours, so you said that was nice of her and you were looking forward to it. She kissed you again, and you could see her employees looking a bit flustered. She leaned and whispered (but not really) in your ear...

"Why don't you pick out something for me too?" Her low, sultry voice gave you goosebumps. "Something you'd love to see me in... for a little bit, at least."

• You laughed, your face on fire at that point. You were used to her PDA but she still found ways to fluster you every now and then. You might've been mistaken, but you swore she glared at her employees when she finally looked away, still holding you close. Maybe she was just annoyed the little "private" moment had such an audience. But nonetheless, they were whispering amongst themselves as they scattered, seeming unnerved. She looked satisfied and planted one more kiss (on the cheek this time) and told you to have a nice rest of your day.

• The employees you'd met in the lobby did end up working some mandatory overtime for the next few nights. The one she'd seen chatting you up got a week of it. Gossip traveled fast about how the Boss' partner made her a lovesick, flirty mess (with everyone who wasnt there VERY skeptical about that), and that they were strictly off-limits if you didn't want her coming down on you.

● There were a few brave idiots who tried to joke about it with the Boss to razz her a little, to try and make her seem more human and relatable. One poor soul even snickered when they saw her smile when you texted her. One of the lobby witnesses talked crap to a horrified group, saying that they found your number and wondered if they should text you, bragging that they could steal you away. He seemed spooked the next day but wouldn't talk about it.

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more of just a straight-up posessive yandere than a "scary" one, but im not sure if she made you lose your job and/or sabotaged your job hunt, or if she's just secretly happy you're all hers now but would never tell you. maybe for another story 🤔

this header isn't quite what i had in my brain, i imagine her as chubbier but when you look up "anime curvy business woman" the only results you get are huge chests lol. not even hips to match

but it kind of looks like the other boss lady pic from the Yandere Girls post so i went with it (like the hair maybe?)

there's two boss ladies in my brain: one that flirts with her employee and loves to fluster them because she's obsessed with them, and this one where they're domestic as hell and super soft. i don't think they can be one person, realistically

unless you used to work for her after her starting to obsess over you and now you're domestic as hell. could be *shrugs*

its really hard to find art of professional anime ladies in business clothes w/o their cleavage just being out there and making me feel like a weird perv editing it for the header. like SO damn difficult lol too ace for that shit

Boss Lady might get a name if people like her/if she gets a longer story

[axnqel]

❥ late night cuddles.. ౨ৎ

─ pairing .ᐟ dealer!chris x fem!softie!reader

─ synopsis .ᐟ hanging out with your dealer turns into some late night cuddling

─ word count .ᐟ 763 words

─ content warning .ᐟ smoking, rest is pure fluff!

you had always been a sweet girl, a goody two-shoes, but when your friends introduced you to christopher sturniolo—their favorite dealer—you mayy have changed.. just a tiny bit

you started small at first, smoking pre-rolled joints as a little joke, wanting to see how it would feel like; lets just say it became more of a habit than a little joke.

you and chris would meet up somewhere, talk for a few, you'd pay for the joints, and you would smoke 'em together in his white mustang. it became a little routine for you both—a way to wind down after a long week.

── .✦

○ 10:56pm..

windows were rolled down, smoke surrounded you both, and laughter filling the quiet, but comforting atmosphere of the empty parking lot. you and chris were having your usual yapping sesh, passing a joint, which he generously let you smoke without pay. chris was in the driver seat, with the joint held between his index and middle finger as he exhaled a puff of smoke, continuing his random talk.

"c'mon ma, doesnt 'baffoon' sound like sum kinda monkey?" he looks over at you in the passenger seat with his half-lidded bloodshot eyes.. that man looked so stoned outta his mind that it elicited a soft chuckle from you before you responded to his dumb question.

"sure chris," you sarcastically say before letting out a quick yawn. you were tired as hell and chris knew of it.

"y'want me to drive you home? swear 'm sober enough to drive" chris passed you the joint as you reluctantly nodded. you obviously didnt trust him behind the wheel, but you didnt want to hear his whining the whole way to your place. and without another word, he put the car to drive and started making his way to the apartment complex which you had lived in. just 6 months of knowing each other and chris had the way to your place memorized with all the driving back and forth from his place to yours.

── .✦

○ 11:15pm..

both of you raided your room once you two both entered your apartment building, plopping your tired bodies onto the blanket-covered bed, taking in the lingering smell of chocolate chip cookies you had made hours prior. your eyes closed as your body relaxed, but a feeling of movement on the bed caused your eyes to flick open once more. chris had gotten up from the bed, grabbing his black leather jacket from the bed to leave.

"why are ya leavin''?" you look up at chris and tug on his arm. you were very clingy when high; thats for sure. so when chris would decide to leave you all alone when high, you would always attempt to find a way to make him stay even for just a couple of minutes. "c'monn, stayyyy" you whined.

"ma, i got deals to do tomorrow, i cant be all tired and groggy, lookin' like a zombie when i got a whole bunch of customers f'me" you give him a playful pout and continue to nag him about staying, until he finally agreed. chris had a sorta soft spot for you, i guess—all of your mutual friends would tease him about it, saying hes "in love" and that he "soo whipped" for you. of course you never believed them, i mean why would a 21 year old man who looked like that and had rows of women running after him would like someone like you? youre not anything special!

chris quickly got situated once more, dropping the leather jacket on some chair in your room and throwing himself back onto your bed. his large arms found themselves around your waist. "y'know, youre always so clingy when high," he teased as his fingers traced along the hem of your white lace tank top. his body was warm and comforting as your head rested on his chest which rose and fell steadily. "like a fuckin' koala" he continued and you softly giggled. his voice was so calm and soothing, you loved it. his left hand parted from your waist as traced along your cheek.

chris' voice filled the silence in the room. his hands grazing against your soft skin as your eyes had soon started feeling heavier. you closed your eyes and his voice soothed you to sleep.. he liked this, having you fall asleep in his arms like that. you liked it, being able to feel as comfortable as that with someone. these little late night cuddle moments you two had every one in a while made everything better..

─ written with love, sealed with a kiss, yoki ❤︎

─ y speaks .ᐟ soo this is my first time ACTUALLY writing so its ass, i know..

© axnqel ─ all rights reserved. our work is not to be reposted, translated or plagiarized anywhere.

[kanmom51]

Are you sure? Announcement

Ok, so waking up to this little surprise kind of made my day.

With this following:

The two of them in a nutshell. 🤣

And this is how it looks on the Big Hit IG account.

Curious how their names are actually placed next to the other, so that JK's name is next to JM and JM's name is next to JK's.

Curious is what I am going to say.

But back to that little surprise we got.

And before I get into it I want to stress, and this is a given by now, but I will say it once again: these are my observations and opinions. Opinions being the key word here.

Just before we begin on this little surprise clip we got, can someone explain why it's titled 'Are you sure?!' Announcement (from USA) when it actually looks like this was filmed when they were in Jeju?🤔

I'm sorry, but we afraid of watering down, were we?

They couldn't even edit out the gay from a 1:23 min. announcement...

And this is them trying really hard to be on their best behavior for less than a couple of minutes on camera with a script to follow. 🤣

What will we be getting when they are in a relaxed natural setting???

With so much stand alone Jikook content, no amount of editing will be able to hide their dynamics, what they are to each other, what they mean to each other.

I cannot wait!!!

I've already mentioned this in the reblog of JM's Muse numbers, but I am bringing this up again the 1:23!!!

Intentional. A choice. Not a coincidence.

Not when this just keeps to happen again and again and again and again and again... countless times.

What can I tell you? They just melt my heart.

The way I just know that this ended with shits and giggles.

You can see JK breaking into laughter as the camera cuts. That little bob of his Adam's apple, snickering away.

This wasn't an easy one for them to shoot. JK looked tired (end or start of a day filled with activity?), JM looked I don't want to say flustered at times, because that is a big word, but at the same time I don't know what word to use to describe him being a little off his game. JK did his stimming and a little of his swaying, and as much as they clearly had a script to follow (I will get to that), it felt like it was still a hard one to keep a straight face to (JM was the one that mainly faltered on that part). I guess that was also him finding it hard to stay stoic when JK is being adorable, and even harder to do when you have to read out a script describing something that as is has you a little anxious, and you are JM and think that every single thing that JK does is adorable.

🤣

This announcement was all about them and only them. We know how they are with these announcements with the other 5 around to buffer them. Not only was there none of that here, but this was about them, their show, their travels, their Tokyo (notice how very unalike themselves they were while talking about the Tokyo trip? Trying to be unemotional? Like reading out of a text - which they basically were). This show is not a big deal for them. It's a huge deal. And it's not about 'coming out' or not. This is the first time we are being allowed into their world, just them. Not a few minutes of interaction. A whole show seeing them in what JM described ups and downs (I am very curious to see what that's about). We have seen them in relaxed situations in the past. We had BV and ITS. But that has 7 members with interactions and dynamics amongst the lot. This is just JM and JK the whole time. And even with a shit ton of editing that will surely be going on, we are going to be getting a peek into THEM, and this is something that is a huge deal for them, even more so JM.

This is JM talking about the show, their moments that they will be sharing with us. And think that this is JM talking before Sapporo (not to mention Tokyo which looks like we aren't going to be getting any of in this show - shock - not really).

If there was an unscripted moment in this clip, I tend to think this might have been it. Other than that, I think that the two were pretty much on script.

Now let's address that one for a second shall we?

I do believe this announcement recording was scripted. They weren't doing bullet points. This was too hard for them to come up with off the top of their heads. Situation too charged. So there was a script, that could have even been written by themselves. There were things that needed to be said, points to keep to, especially if it was them having this all squeezed into a neat 1:23 minute clip. And just winging it, even more so on this specific subject matter was not an option (btw, most of their announcements are scripted, we see that, we know that, and this in that sense is no different, although again, this one was, in my opinion, way harder for them).

This clip we got to see today is them being on camera scripted for 1:23 minutes.

And this is them on camera without a script for basically the same amount of time (even less in the one frame).

This, my friends, is a good example as to why they needed not only dot points but an actual script to follow here, lol.

So, you understand now why this HAD to be scripted. Same reason why JM kept denying JK of his wish to have a live together.

Before continuing, just wanted to mention this as well:

The way JK is holding on to his hand (there was absolutely nothing wrong with it, this was just him holding himself back). That was the first thing I thought of when this clip started and JK was standing that way holding his hand. But then I looked again and what did I see? Nothing too significant, just the two mirroring each other in they way they are placing their hands, left hand over right. Not a biggie, just a cutie. At the start of the clip, as seen above. And towards the end of it, as seen below.

Cuties.

Back to the scripting... sorry for getting off track. It's not me it's them.🤣

And then you will say: "well, what's the difference between that (as in the announcement clip) and the show?" and to that I will reply:

"Everything".

The show is them being them, travelling, having fun doing different activities, relaxing, at times forgetting the cameras are even there. They get to be themselves without holding back. Because they know that if they are themselves too much then they have the editing to fall back on. Not to mention the difference between an announcement or a live where the full attention is on the audience, that's us (and if they don't have a script they tend to lose focus on us and focus on each other instead - same reason JM told us in the past why he didn't have JK over for his live - he would be paying attention to him instead of us), and the travel show where the attention is on them and their interactions. In that capacity they are supposed to forget the cameras are there. The cameras are there to document them being themselves, natural, with genuine interactions, which they will be, and we, my friends, are going to enjoy every single second of it.

Back to our announcement clip.

The amount of cuts and probably re-takes they needed here. And even with this obviously scripted message it was hard for them to stay grounded (yes, for both of them).

I see where Bunny is going with this and that cut does feel a heck a lot sus. And it is very possible that JK did say something that flustered JM. Although I do still believe that his "I'm not even sure it's ok to release this" isn't meant for something JK might have said while recording this clip (which had multiple cuts to it as they knew it would), but more so to what was referenced by them as "you'll see us as we are".

And yes, it appears like JM is pulling JK back into frame, but if you watch the full video you see that they were both kind of going in and out of it without JM bothering too much. So why here? First off, I think that JK was a little more jittery at this point, he was stimming more and doing a little of his swaying, which JM calms with a touch at times. Perhaps because this was the 'revealing' part? The one they get into a bit of the nitty gritty of the show? Idk.

But I don't think that was the only reason either. I think JM needed the touch at that moment as well. See how he moves from JK's arm to his nape holding on as he says "I'm not even sure it's ok to release this"... like he needed that reassurance himself as well at that moment.

Idk, to me it felt like JM hand placement was done not only to comfort JK but also himself.

And cut/edit, JM is not holding on to JK anymore...

I guess what I'm trying to convey is that we are used to JM being the one to calm JK, ground him. And although I do think that was the correct assumption in the past, I do think that since 2021 that has changed and JK is to JM as JM is to JK the person who calms or grounds them. JM told us as much in Letter.

We also got to see the two with one single hoop in their left ear.

Was this the same day, or did they just wear the hoops like that their whole Jeju getaway? JK in the photos from their meet up with Tae seems to have another earring in his right ear, so possibly not same day.

And will leave you with this as well to do with as you wish.

Ok, not going to talk your ears off, pun intended.

Just one more little secret to tell you, if I already have you here:

Shh...

Don't tell anybody else, this is between me and you...

These two...

They're in love.

Shh...

You didn't here it from me.

[lilithrosexoxo]

Ch.4 Garden Kisses

You feel a sense of serenity wash over you as you travel through the garden. You and Jinwoo walk under the arches covered in roses hand in hand. It almost feels like a date and the thought has your heart racing. 

Of course he hears it and has to check in, ”Is everything okay princess Y/N?” he says as he turns to you.

His concern makes you smile. You’ve heard so many rumors about him over the past few years after the disappearance of the original Alpha Sung, especially how ruthless he is when he’s your enemy but so far he’s been so sweet to you. You raise yourself on your tiptoes and place a kiss on his cheek.

“Just thinking about how I have such a kind and strong alpha”, you say giggling sweetly.

Jinwoo is stuck, you kissed him and he felt sparks dance across his skin. Every time you two were together it felt like electricity crackled through the air. He’s never felt like this with anyone he’s ever met. Women and men have thrown themselves at him over the past few years but no one has ever made him feel the way you do. He’s usually calm and collected in every situation he’s in but there’s something about you that makes his heart race but your omega hearing doesn’t pick up on it. You continue to walk through the garden and you stop at your favorite spot. An area of the garden surrounded by white Calla Lilies. These were your grandmother's favorite flower before her passing and this area always makes you feel close to her. You both sit on the bench and look into each other's eyes. 

“So what does the lovely Y/N like to do in her free time?”, he asks while intertwining his fingers with yours.

“Well I love to run wild and free in my wolf form especially when the moon is full, painting brings me a sense of fulfillment like none other, horseback riding brings me a sense of peace and well… well I also like to indulge in smoking wisteria”, you say shyly. You’re not sure how Jinwoo will react to that last bit of information but you decided to be honest about your habits. While wisteria was deadly to demons for most species it got them high but everyone didn’t agree to its uses. For you it always helped you calm down when your mind felt more like a prison than a retreat from the world.

“Oh thank the goddess”, Jinwoo says like a weight has been lifted off his chest. You stare at him in confusion until you see him pull out a dab pen. He grins at you, “So how about it princess? Do you care to indulge right now?” he says with a smirk.

xoxo

You both retreat to your nest making sure that no prying eyes are watching you. You both watch as knights pass the corridor and quickly slip in your room chuckling to yourselves. You feel like you’re 16 again sneaking out of the castle to meet with friends.

You both lay on the bed and you watch as Jinwoo takes a long drag from the pen. He exhales through his nose as you see the muscles in his body relax. He passes you the pen and you inhale the smoke into your lungs. You hold it in, feeling the plant work its way through your system and slowly exhale. You feel the effects immediately, your body relaxing and your mind floating. You look over to see Jinwoo perched on his arm watching you. You smile, “See something you like Jinwoo?”, you say as you close your eyes.

“Hmmm just a princess who’s beauty rivals the lunar goddess herself”, he says as he places a kiss on your temple.

You open your eyes to see deep blue ones staring right back at you. “So tell me more about yourself Jinwoo I want to know more than just what the tabloids say”.

He thinks to himself he’s not sure if it’s the effects of the wisteria or the connection between you two but he feels like he can open up to you more than he does with the tabloids. “Well as you know I’m the current ruler of the Nocturne kingdom. After the disappearance of my father the court was in shambles, scurrying for a ruler, no one thought I was capable until I awakened”, he says with a dark look on his face, “Shortly after his disappearance my mother fell ill, her disease is unknown even after countless doctors and healers have visited no one has been able to figure out what’s wrong with her and her health continues to decline. She’s been in a coma the past 3 years, they’re calling her illness the eternal slumber. I’ve had to grow up fast over the past few years as I still had to look after my younger sister. She’s the same age as Reign, she needed stability and I needed to rule a kingdom. So I decided to become the strongest alpha I could be after my awakening”, he takes a deep breath, “I’m not sure if you know but before my awakening I was called the weakest alpha. I was treated horribly as a result all the other alphas mocked me and some even physically abused me. I never spoke of any of this to my father. I didn't want him to look down on me either. After my awakening I took on dungeon after dungeon to grow my army and waged war with any kingdom that came after us. People feared me, I’d take the corpses of their warriors and turn them into my shadow soldiers. It’s how I got the name Shadow Monarch. Honestly Y/N I didn’t think much of finding a mate all this time. I’m only a few years younger than you but after so many years handling everything on my own I thought I was destined to a life of solitude but then I received this invite from your father. I didn’t come for your hand but to see an old friend who used to frequent our kingdom while I was growing up but, everything changed once I saw you it was like a zing”, he says as he looks up at you. 

Your heart breaks for him, you can’t imagine how much pain he’s been in all these years. You’ve only heard of his strength and command from the tabloids. You would’ve never imagined there was so much going on under the surface besides his fathers disappearance. From his time as a weak alpha, his sick mother, to basically raising his sister as his own. It’s all too much for someone so young to bear.

“Jinwoo I’m sorry you’ve had to shoulder so much responsibility on your own. I can’t even imagine the pain you’ve experienced over the past few years but I want you to know you’re not alone anymore”, you clasp his hands in yours “I swear by the lunar goddess to always stand by your side no matter what happens”.

Jinwoo feels tears well up in his eyes. He’s built so many walls around himself to protect his family and his kingdom he hasn’t opened up to anyone like this in years not even his sister knows what he’s done to get to where he is today. It feels like a weight is off his chest now that he’s finally able to be vulnerable and open up to someone. He must travel to the holy temple to thank the lunar goddess for blessing him with someone as perfect as you.

You see tears stream down his face and immediately think you’ve said something wrong. You’re about to apologize profusely until you see him lean in and feel his lips against yours. His lips were soft and pillowy against your own. You hesitated, this was your first kiss, sure you’ve read plenty of smutty romance novels and watched plenty of movies but, you have no real life experience! You decided to try to calm your mind and lean into the kiss following his lead. His lips were gentle against yours you could tell he could sense your hesitancy and was being gentle for your sake. Although you’re nervous, there’s also a surge of excitement going through you every time your lips meet it feels like fireworks dancing across your skin. His lips just felt so good against your own, You move your hands to his hair and gently tug on the strands and you hear him groan. You gasp at the sound and he uses this opportunity to slip his tongue in. Your tongues danced together and you can’t help but moan at the feeling. Warmth blossomed in your chest as the kiss deepened. Butterflies danced in your stomach as you feel Jinwoo move on top of you and thread his fingers through your hair.

To Jinwoo this kiss felt like seeing the sun for the first time after a long winter. You were just so incredibly soft all over and he couldn’t help but to grind against you to alleviate the ache in his pants. He could smell your arousal, your scent was everywhere, a mixture of lavender and honey that had his mouth watering. Goddess he’s never been this enamored with anyone before. He broke away from the kiss and buried himself in your neck right on your scent glands. You just smelled so good, he felt his canines lengthening and drool leak from his mouth as he looked at your neck. He could make you his right now and there’s nothing anyone could do to stop him. Lavender swirled in his blue eyes and he felt himself on the edge of control. He knew he had to reel it in before he lost control and his alpha took over and just took you right there, lunar union be damned.

He sat up and looked down at you. You looked ethereal as you looked up at him with kiss swollen lips and a dazed expression. He kissed your forehead before reluctantly getting off of you and laying on his back pulling you to rest on his chest.

You feel like you’re floating on cloud nine. You’ve never felt sensations like that before and the way Jinwoo is looking at you makes your face heat up. He holds you in his arms and you both purr in contentment perfectly happy with spending the day cuddling like this.

Time passes until you both hear a knock on the door and one of your handmaidens speaks, “Princess Y/N supper is ready. By any chance have you seen Alpha Sung? We’re unable to locate him in his quarters”.

You both chuckle and prepare to get up to join your family once more.

[harveybwabbit92]

Grocery girl: Ken Sato x Reader pt. 4

You were a delivery girl who was frequently dispatched to famous baseball player's Ken Sato residence, you were a nobody that anyone hardly paid attention to, until you found the legendary baseball passed out on his front steps looking like hell, being a bit of worry wart you help him inside and that things took a HUGE turn when you find yourself playing mommy for a giant baby dragon….

Part 1, Part 2,Part3

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The thing about being new parents is they go into it not thinking how much it'll change their life. as they build a routine around the baby's care that they often forget that they're still people, and need to take of themselves and each other wise over time the stress will start to boil over. And Ken had reached that boiling point as he came home from the game furious cos he got chewed out by the coach and he took his frustrations out on R/n as soon as he walked through the door.

The aftermath of the argument that ensued left Kenji with a sore cheek and even more bruised ego as R/n stormed out of the house in tears her parting words being "You have no right coming at me like, Sato! I'm not who took in giant baby and forced a stranger to uproot her life, because he's too proud admit that he bit off more than he could chew." Kenji made his way downstairs and felt his legs shake as he made his way towards the baby's containment chamber feeling even more frustrated.

He finally breaks down crying grieving over the stress and trials that came with parenting and driving off the only person that had been trying to help him and what was worst...even if he did go after R/n, he wouldn't know where she would go! in the month that they've lived together; never once had they ever sat down and just have a real conversation that didn't involve the baby. That, and he hadn't exactly been the nicest guy since she moved in with him either.

Mina asked if Ken would like to hit some balls as that usually helps him feel better and started up a simulation of the dodger stadium. Unfortunately Ken's frustrations seem to grow as he missed every pitch thrown his way, Baby watched him curiously and started giggling thinking he was being silly; He eventually got sick of everything and retreated to his room.

He kicked the mini fridge in his couch open finding a single can of coconut water. Ken snorted tried to kick the drawer shut but it was being stubborn after the fourth kick it finally locked and Ken buried his head into his hands. Mina approached him concerned, she explained that Kenji was experiencing a breakdown due to stress, no surprises there. She asked if he would like to participate in a counseling session simulation. Ken didn't want that.

"I need to talk to someone, not something...offense Mina."

"Then perhaps you should call someone, a friend? "

"A friend...Well I just chased out the closest person I could call a...."

"Ken?"

Ken had an idea who to call he ended up calling Ami Wakita for help hopefully she can help him sort his head out and maybe help fix things with R/n, but first he had to come off as subtle as possible so the reporter doesn't suspect his current living situation. Ken waited a rings for Ami answer. "Miss Wakita,. It's Ken, Ken Sato, I need to talk to you." Ami panicked a little thinking Ken calling to complain about her most recent article she'd done on him. "Oh, Mr. Sato. If this is about what I wrote, I'm sorry but I solely write based on what I see-" Ken interrupted her assuring that the reason for him calling had nothing to do with her article, he just needed a minute to talk.

Ami cut him a deal; five minutes of talking and he gives her an exclusive interview, Ken reluctantly agreed her her terms and began talking. He wanted to know how she does make it work? How does she juggle her job while also caring for her family at the same time? "I mean, how did you did not lose it on your partner or resist the urge to throw your kid out a window?" There was a slight pause on the other end and Ken was worried he said too much before Ami spoke. "Ken, do you have a secret wife and child? cos that would make one heck of a story.~" Ken felt his cheeks burn as he firmly denied it Ami snickered assuring him that she was joking.

She told him that parenting was difficult even with two people but it's a rewarding journey and though it can seem bleak and stressful at times, but there's always that awe that comes with these little lives are relying on imperfect you to guide them through it all, even teaching you a few things along the way the feeling you get from experiencing it is... "Incredible..." Ken said in awe as he watched the baby trying to copy him from watching some of his old games.

He asked Mina to lower the kaiju's containment field and managed to get a hold of a giant baseball bat he just randomly had lying around and handed it off to the baby. "...And your five minutes are up!" Amy stated Ken hadn't heard her right away as he was trying to Baby how to swing her bat. "Ken, are you still there?" The baseball players eyes widened as remembered her was on call with her. "Oh, yeah. thanks!" Ami said his thanks can be the exclusive interview he promised. "Ah, right. Let's meet tomorrow at Tonkatsu Tonki in Meguro, around 7?" He hung up before Ami agreed and Ken returned to teaching Baby how to play baseball he had Mina bring up a simulation a baseball field from his childhood complete with his mom cheering him on front the stands.

Ken showed the baby how to hold her bat and went to pitchers mound the first try didn't go so well as Ken had accidentally nailed her in the forehead causing baby to started crying; Ken went to calm her down and reassure her. "It's okay, it happens. We'll try again. this time keep your eye on the ball." Ken went to pitch again and this time baby hit a homerun! Ken and Mina cheered and ran up to the kaiju. "C'mon girl, time to run your bases!" the the baby laughed and chirped giddily as she followed her daddy.

Cut to an hour later the baby has fallen asleep though with some difficulty, Ken learned that R/n would sing to the infant kaiju; which was news to him(he was usually K.O.'d or fighting Kaiju while R/n was on duty.) According to Mina R/n has lovely singing voice. Lucky the teddy bear R/n got Baby combined some Music box melodies playing on the speakers was enough to calm the infant dragon down. Now Ken had different matter to attend to: Apologizing to R/n. it's been an hour or so and she still hasn't come back...

He did relax a little knowing they were on an island so she couldn't have gone far, she would've had to borrow one of his cars to leave (There was a Baby incident with R/n's car.)..."Mina did you give R/n a watch?" he asked in an anxious tone Mina confirmed that she had. "Bring her location up." Ken brows furrowed in concern as R/n location showed her off the shore in the ocean. "She probably walked onto a shoal path and got trapped on on a rock something when the tide came in." Mina theorized that didn't calm Ken's nerves as he told Mina to keep an eye on baby while he went to look for R/n he turned into Ultraman left for a swim out the airlock.

Meanwhile

R/n was cold, sore, wet and pissed off and worst off trapped on this rusty-ass buoy that she managed to grabbed onto as the current pulled her away from the shore, R/n scratched her arms and legs up from climbing onto to it as the ocean came more restless with each passing minute, and all she could do was sit there and berate herself. "Because you let it get to you, You let the stress and Ken get to you and that's you how you drowned in the sea...." R/n eyes widened horror as the realization dawns on her "Holy crap, I'm going to drown in the sea" Her complexion turned ashen as she last out a small gasp. "..Just like Meimei's card reading said." R/n said thinking back to her last shift.

*R/n was sitting in the DN6 break room eating lunch while Meimei sat across from her giving her a Tarot card reading with Digimon cards??? R/n looks at cards then at the teen skeptically. "...And how exactly would I drown in tea?" she asked while taking a bite of her sandwich.*

R/n thought it over for moment then shrugged "Eh, close enough..." And this was All be cause she just wanted a few minutes to herself and to be far away from Ken as possible! But being stuck out here made R/n realize she couldn't really blame him for lashing like that. He was stressed out they both were, neither of them haven't had a moment of peace in what seemed like forever! Hell they've barely spoke to each other since R/n moved in...One of them was bound to snap from the pressure eventually!

R/n looked across the pitch dark bay at the distance of the Ultrabase and wondered if she should risk it and try to swim back? The delivery girl looked down at her scrapped hand and legs then snorted. She'd never make it, R/n was by no means a profession swimmer and even if she was there was a risk of riptides; that with all the blood she was leaking she'd be inviting every predator in a near mile to a free dinner! 

While was stressing over her current predicament she failed to noticed the two blue lights under the waters surface searching around until they looked up, they seem brightened up when they noticed her sitting at the water's edge, R/n let out a panicked yelp as tried to hang on to the buoy for dear life as the waves caused by the unknown entity crashed against it threatening to send R/n tumbling out to sea! *Oh, Great...now I'm gonna get eaten by a kaiju!* The delivery girl thought as the unknown creature broke the waters surface but what greeted R/n wasn't some aquatic monster wanting to eat her but instead the towering figure of Ultraman standing over her.

"R/n." He said with a relieved sigh as he leaned down to get better look at her. "Are you okay?" The delivery girl hugged the buoy tight as his movements caused the water to shift around. "I'd be happier if I was on land!" the delivery girl whined as the buoy shifted violently Ken reached out and held the buoy still while he held out his free hand out for R/n to climb on to. The tiny woman reluctantly hopped on and expected Ken to just walk them back to the base but instead he suddenly cupped his other hand over her. "Hey, take a deep breath for me, ok?" R/n looked up confused at what Ken was doing. "Hold my breath? what for-" her voiced echoed of into the distance as Ultraman suddenly flew off into the sky.

R/n felt like her stomach was yanked into her feet as Ultraman flew them somewhere when he finally stopped and set her down R/n needed a minute to get her bearings before looking around her eyes widened in awe as she took in the white sandy beach and untamed jungle in the distance. "Where is this?" she asked looking up at the silver giant who rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly. "It's just a random island my dad used for training, it's small enough not show up on any maps and completely uninhabited." he explained as the [y/hc] woman looked out into surroundings she could see some parts of the the island were all kinds of torn up and in the pale moonlight she could see areas of the beach were glassed over like it had been hit by a lighting strike or say an alien energy beam...

"Why did you bring me here-....Are you going kill me?!" Ultraman looked at her startled "What the hell makes you think that?!" R/n goes on a rant on how she knows and seen too much, she could go to the press! Which she wouldn't actually... but still she's a liability to his life! "Would you calm down? I'm not gonna kill you...I brought you here to talk." Ken reassured as he sat down, it was kinda funny seeing Ultraman sitting so casually in that sand as R/n reluctantly joined him...

the two of them relaxed to the sound of the waves crashing on the beach and crickets chirping in distant the jungle as Ken finally spoke up. "I'm sorry freaked out at you like that, It's just this whole thing with the baby and my jobs-" His timer started blinking R/n put her hand on his thigh. "Hey, It's okay. I get it..." Ken didn't seemed too convinced.

"No, what you said earlier; about uprooting your life... I never thanked you once for that did I?" The giant asked looking down the human his eyes dimmed somberly as R/n removed her hand from his thigh and looked down at her lap. "It wouldn't hurt to hear it every now and then...." The giant moved his hand so it was rested behind R/n who leaned back against it. "Well thanks, for everything." he said as the two sat in silence for a few moments enjoying the silence before R/n spoke up.

"I'm curious why haven't you switched back to human, don't you have 3 minutes or something?" Ultraman looked down at her oddly. "Uh...What? I don't have time limit, why would you think that?" he asked with sight laugh R/n's mouth opened but closed again when she couldn't come up with an answer. "I'm not sure...maybe I read it somewhere?" Ken was curious now and went to press where she had read that from? but was interrupted by Mina calling informing that the baby was waking up soon and she won't be happy seeing both her parents gone.

 "Welp, looks like break time over, let's go home" He held his hand out for R/n to hop onto this time delivery girl was ready for take off as Ultraman jumped up into the sky, when they got back to base Mina chewed Ken out for not bringing straight home to have her scrapes treated before the deciding to run away for an hour.

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{Ultraman didn't turn back into Ken cos he knew they weren't going to be staying on the island long.]

{Also: Did you catch the Archer reference?}

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->𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙚: filler chapter whoopsie, you can tell when a chapter is filler because it takes me forever to write, everyone lets pray that i become more consistent in my updates but also don't hate me if i don't, i'm a busy gal (i have a job now and a terrible attention span) sorry i lied about when i was posting but i was watching the pacers game and my loyalties lie with the pacers sorryyyyy

Enchanted (taylor's version) - Taylor Swift 

Please don't be in love with someone else, please don't have somebody waiting on you,"

i knew it then, i yearned. i was terrified that you had a girlfriend cause, like how awkward would that be. also like, when you looked into my eyes (holy hell am i a sucker for blue eyes), i nearly screamed. there was so much uncertainty, so many feelings, so many things left unsaid, and so many thoughts running wild. so i grew a pair and took a step with this song flashing through my mind. it wasn't a lot, and you probably don't even remember this but to me it was the moment that started everything

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early november 2023

y/n still wasn't sure. she wasn't sure if she felt more than she wanted to, she wasn't sure what the math homework was, she wasn't sure how the hell she got into this situation, and she certainly wasn't sure how she got the connor bedard to lay on a basketball court with her in mid october after only knowing her for a week. Still, her feelings would probably make themselves known whether she wanted them to or not. She'd text someone for the math homework; she definitely knew how she got into this situation, and she'd asked him if he wanted to look at the stars with her, and he said sure. 

the autumn air was perfect for her, even if goosebumps were forming on her arms under her hoodie. she could feel the wind through her hair and in her lungs from the passing cars. This park would always be her home base, it was familiar, safe even. so when she had stupidly asked connor if he wanted to hang out, she at least knew where she would take him. getting him to lie on the empty basketball court with her was a ploy in her mind, because if she didn't have to look at him, then she could be more normal.

"ok, wait, so you're telling me you don't do anything else besides hockey?" y/n asked.

"i mean, not really, even growing up i had a pretty one-track mind," 

"but, like, what about fun?"

"what about it? hockey's fun to me. do i need to do other things?" y/n sat up a bit when he said this

"do you ever burn out?" she asked.

"i don't know, i don't really know what burnout feels like, there are times where every time the puck doesn't go in the goal, i wanna break my stick, or a shitty penalty call makes me want to quit, but i never do."

"you're something else connor," y/n giggled, sitting fully up. "do you have a social life?"

"friends?" connor asked, sitting up as well so that they were facing each other, knees almost close enough to touch.

"yeah, friends, but also, like, do you go out?"

"i mean, most of my friends i met through hockey and, i guess, school. i had a girlfriend for a bit too, but that's over now. i liked her and had a good time with her when it was just the two of us, but she used to drag me to parties and other things, and i hated them. i do like hanging out with my teammates on our days off though, that's fun they're like my brothers, so it's different. you?"

"oh, um, well, i met a bunch of people from doing dance as a little girl. even after i quit, we stayed close. i have my school friends and the girls in my section in choir and my bandmates, of course, but i don't really keep a large group, i think a couple good friends are more valuable than a bunch of ok friends" y/n tried to avoid the relationship talk. against her better judgment, y/n did some digging to try and see if connor had a girlfriend. he was such a private guy, but of course, a name came up, she was hoping it was the ex he was talking about.

"the worst part about most of my non-hockey friends is that they don't really treat me like a person if that makes sense?" he's looking at her more intently now, "no one's really seen me as anything other than connor bedard hockey all-star,"

y/n shifted under his gaze, needing something to break the tension, "if it makes you feel any better, i've been telling myself that you're just some dude since you agreed to hang out. i feel like it eased up the stakes, not that this was a high-stakes thing. still, just like you know, any situation like this can be anxiety provoking or, well, like i guess is just making me jittery, and now i'm rambling like a dork, i'm sorry," y/n laughs at herself because it's the only thing she knows how to do.