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nana-luvy · 2 days ago

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warnings: fem!reader, just fluff

“How have you, you of all people, never gotten to bake cookies ?” Luke asked with a gentle smile as he watched you tire yourself while whisking the thick paste.

You added a little bit of milk, as he instructed, before answering.

“I don’t know, my dad wasn’t really the baking type. Or cooking, really,” you simply said, straining a little against the rebelliously thick dough you couldn’t seem to get to tame. “I only ate cookies he bought sometimes.”

You and Luke had been chosen by the rest of the friend group to bake cookies for the upcoming movie night, a task you had absolutely dreaded ever since you’d told him you had never been anywhere near a baking instrument in your life. Connor had made sure there were enough supplies for a whole weekend of eating only snack and had then ushered you two to the sorta kitchen in the Big house, claiming Mr. D wasn’t here so you wouldn’t get in any trouble.

But the real reason why you dreaded the moment was because it meant you guys would be together alone for however long it takes to bake those biscuits, and it was not a situation you wholeheartedly enjoyed. Sure, Luke was your friend, and you loved him like that, but you just couldn’t bare the looks Silena threw your way anytime you were just remotely close, like there was something going on. And you knew very well you’d barely see a scene of the movie before she’d get you alone to debrief whatever nothingness had happened to feed her fantasies.

At least you’d got to learn how cookies were made, now. And boy was it difficult on your arm muscles, like a full blown workout Luke couldn't help but make fun of.

“Really? Well at least now you get I try for the first time in the best of compan-”

Luke's mouth parted in a surprised ‘o’ shape as, after you added a little flour to the mix, you sent it flying his way with a too harsh of a flick of your wrist.

“…sorry…” you muttered, unsure whether you should be mortified or dying from laughter as the boy looked at you with round eyes and white powder sprayed on his face and graying his hair.

His lips closed and opened again as he processed, his hand reaching for the whisk in your hand.

“Luke, look, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to d- HEY-”

And as Luke’s mouth stretched into a smug smile when a small cloud of flour flew your way too, coughing out the small amount that got on your tongue, it quickly escalated and got out of hand. You seized the opened pack of flour, grabbing a handful before aiming for the brunette boy and painting his shirt white, before he snatched it from your hands and emptied half the content right above your head, decorating the wooden floor in the process.

And as ingredients flew everywhere but into the mixing bowl, you started thinking maybe baking was funnier than you thought at first.

Your banter eventually died down, panting heavily after you chased Luke around the kitchen island in quick circles while he just looked at you with the stupidest smile on his face. “See ? Pretty fun activity, right ?”

“I think we got side-tracked at some point…”

“How would you know, you never baked cookies before, have you ?”

You shook your head in disbelief, though paired with a soft laugh at his antics, while he could only grin ear to ear, finally stepping back towards you and the actual cookie dough still unfinished.

“I’ll help finish that up, pre-heat the oven, yeah ?”

But you tightly held onto the whisk as he motioned for you to hand it over. “No, I’ll do it, it’s fine.”

“What ?” he said with what could almost be described as a giggle. “You literally colored me white while trying to finish that earlier.” His fingers brushed yours as he tried to take the instrument from your tight grip. “Just let me do it ?”

And as you looked up to refuse while looking in his eyes, you found his eyes really quickly. Because they were really close. And all of a second, you were very aware of his chest pressing on your shoulder, of the small electricity jolts running up your hand where his fingers touched, and of the way his calm breath was hitting your nose from how close he was to your face.

You didn’t move for a moment there, letting the instant sink in, and as you looked right in his eyes you could’ve sworn his gaze had flickered to your lips for a split second.

You hastily removed your hand, letting the whisk clatter against the glass bowl. “I- Yeah, you’re right, I’ll just… deal with the oven. How hot ?” you asked, moving towards the over to put in the right temperature, weirdly wanting to put space between the two of you there.

“Really hot… Um shi- no, I mean, 325 degrees, 12 minutes.”

You set the right temperature, pre-setting the magnetic timer on the over door, before softly dusting the flour off your clothes, softly as to not break the silence that had suddenly fell on the room.

“Sooo… you bake a lot ?” you asked, not really good with awkward silence, trying to fill up the room as you fidgeted with your fingers.

“Baked, past tense. Used to with my mom, sometimes.”

“Oh…”

But even with the awkward beginning, the conversation went flowing right back, again with the harmless banter and casual memory-sharing until the chocolate-chip cookies were out of the oven and the others flooded the room, trying to eat your hard work already before the movie night even started.

As you sat on the other end of the couch, now, the iconic Drew Barrymore opening scene from Scream playing on the vintage TV, you couldn’t help but steal a glance at Luke on the other side of the sofa. And you heart quickened when your gaze crossed his, his head cocking to the side, and he sent you a knowing wink before turning his attention back on the movie.

Let’s say this time you were the one dragging Silena out of the room for a much needed girl talk.

Slowly getting back into writing, the hard part of the year is overrrrr

Love you all <3

- Nana

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foxgloveinspace · 9 months ago

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I’m at this point in my fandom life where I’m sick of fandom acting entitled to the creators of their canon.

Like. I was in Jeremy’s chat last night, asking a question about hollow knight, and how there isn’t a canon ending, and two people said ‘that’s what the devs said, but the fandom decided long ago’ about how there is no canon ending.

The fandom does not get to decide that??? We didn’t create it??? The creators said there is no canon ending the end, the fandom does not get to decide anything about the canon, they can choose to ignore it yes, but to completely disregard the canon, and say ‘no, WE decided this was canon so it is’ is so stupid.

And I see it everywhere!! I’m tired of it truly.

#it’s the same in the sleep token fandom #there is no lore but here is what we the fandom have made up so you better treat it as canon #no!!!#also in aftg and shit #it’s everywhere. people claim to love something but then the only way they love it is if they change it fundamentally #you don’t like it you like the idea of it #I’m thinking about getting into f1 and hockey if anyone read this far. like the actual watching of the sport #I don’t know what’s come over me I’ve hated sports for years but maybe I just don’t like soccer and football and that’s all my dads tried #to watch in the past (and baseball but I think soccer is more bonding then baseball)#just needed to rant about it I guess #but where to watch what do I need to know ect. I don’t know these things #espns website is complicated too and that’s annoying #I’m also trying to distract myself from the awful freaking weather we’re about to have #again. this is just… it just keeps getting worse and worse and I’d like for the storms to end please

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honeydazai · 28 days ago

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₊˚⊹♡ how they express their love for you

feat.: Viktor, Jayce, Silco, Vander, Sevika

notes: the same prompt has also been written before by my beloved @moonlight-in-the-sea here!! observe it or perish.

VIKTOR, all scepticism and sharp edges, raised eyebrows and discontent twitches of his lip when it comes to interacting with most people, has long learned to be open and honest with you. It's been a bit of a work in progress, the two of you growing closer over time, a natural development, but it's certainly paid out — his open expression and warm smile whenever he's with you makes your chest feel tight with affection, as does the fact that he has let his guards down completely, discussing just about every topic with you, ranging from the kinks of new inventions he still had to figure out, to gossip about the councillors. His humour blooms around you and Jayce, becoming one of his most noticeable traits.

It's no secret that he's working more often than not, that he's eating and sleeping in the lab whenever you don't put a stop to it, but, as you grow closer, he makes sure to split his attention between his two greatest passions; you, and his work. It shows in multiple ways, either through him inviting you to come along and watch, proudly introducing the new hextech inventions to you, eyes shining brighter than blue stones, or him actually taking half a day off to spend with you instead, taking you out to explore Piltover's little shops or simply staying at home with you, all domestic bliss.

It's strikingly obvious to both you, and to everyone around you, that JAYCE is especially fond of you, given how much he's touching you. They're all innocent gestures, like his huge hand resting on your upper arm, or on the small of your back when the two of you walk next to each other, or the warm hug he pulls you into when seeing you for the first time that day, strong arms inescapable, but it happens too often to be a coincidence. Whether he himself knows he's doing it is debatable — your best guess is that it comes so naturally to him that he barely even notices.

He's surprisingly attentive when it comes to your wellbeing — it shows in him always having a blanket on hand, or him giving you his jacket, when you're cold, in him asking if you've eaten already and keeping foods you like around.

His family's work is forging, and even though he's not quite as used to working on something this delicate, he does extraordinarily well when it comes to making you jewellery, working every night until there's no flaws to be detected. He also asks Mel or Viktor — Mel, preferably; subtlety is more her strength — to figure out what kind of gemstones you prefer to use those in the design.

SILCO is a man who values privacy — and yet, he has no issue with you constantly hanging around his office. Really, he's weak enough for you that he might attempt to scold you when you sit on his desk, pushing important documents to the side, or even on his lap while he's working, claiming your rightful place, arms looped around his neck, but his words never come off as truly strict, tone exasperated, but he'd never do anything against it. At this point, his office is as much your space as it is his, given how your belongings lie around everywhere — your lipgloss on his desk, your spare jacket on his wall, your favourite snacks secretly stocked in his drawers.

He's strikingly loyal, never even looking twice at someone else, given how he can only see himself being with you. Silco's always thinking of you, which shows not only in the way he brings you small gifts and trinkets — not unlike a crow — whenever he has to traverse the Undercity, but also through him wanting to keep your relationship a secret. It's most likely a sensitive topic, because he doesn't want you to think he's ashamed of you, never, but he's an influential man, and he just cannot stand the idea of someone harming you because of your connection to him. He's terrified of losing you.

VANDER is caring by nature, it shows in the way he protects his children and friends, his loved ones, his people. Still, with you, it's all the more obvious. Whenever you make your way to the bar, spending nights and early mornings at The Last Drop, he has your favourite drink already poured for you, including any modifications and snacks you like. In his mind, there's a whole section of facts about you, including your favourite positions to sleep in, your most beloved outfits, and the food you always ask for at the street vendor the two of you usually visit, and he couldn't stop himself from constantly gaining more information about what you like and dislike if he tried.

He's fond of physical affection, both strong arms wrapped around your waist when the two of you are sleeping, or the large of his hand splayed out on your lower back when he's guiding you through the crowds gathering in the bar. Not only does he simply enjoy touching you, the person he loves so very close to him, but he also wants to know you're safe at all times — if any stranger approaches you, setting you on edge, he's right there by your side. At night, he might cling to you a bit more tightly than usual when he's had bad thoughts of losing you the day long.

SEVIKA is entirely smitten by you. It's obvious enough that some of her colleagues comment on it, laughing and jeering at the heart-eyes she gives you whenever you walk by, gaze lingering for way too long, roaming over the curves of your hip and the way your hair moves in the wind. She's not bothered by anyone poking fun at her; yeah, she's heads over heels for you. So what?

She also really enjoys listening to you talk. After a hard day of work, there's nothing more relaxing to her than simply focusing on you, on your voice, on the peculiar way you pronounce certain words, and when she rests her head in your lap, your fingers gently threading through her hair, she just wants you to ramble about whatever comes to your mind.

Compared to Vander, her protection of you is mostly verbal — though that does not mean she wouldn't punch a guy until he's coughing blood if he looked at you the wrong way. Still, she's influential, imposing enough with just a raised eyebrow and a warning word for almost anyone to turn, tail between their legs, when they're staring at you for even a moment too long.

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astonmartinii · 7 months ago

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you gotta look out for the quiet ones | oscar piastri social media au

pairing: oscar piastri x fem musician!reader

a surprise appearance from y/n in the formula one paddock raises some questions, but the rumour mill will never guess who she's there to see...

MASTERLIST | TIP JAR

note: olivia rodrigo is the face claim but i'll be pulling from her music as well as taylor swift!

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f1: there's paddock guests and there's paddock guests, y/n y/ln is here for the bahrain grand prix!

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user1: MOTHER WHAT ARE WE DOING HERE?

user2: this is not what i expected to see this friday morning

user3: okay i've only ever heard of y/n y/ln through others but like she must be dedicated to be there for friday as well

user4: certified y/n superfan here! y/n has always said she's a massive fan of f1 - she hasn't been asked about it recently but when she was last asked about it she said she grew up loving jenson button!

jensonbutton: @yourusername i see you have amazing taste

yourusername: how could i not love the playboy of f1?

user3: okay she knows what she's talking about, i guess it's time to have a little listen to her music

user5: okay so what garage is she going to be in?

user6: ferrari 🤞🏻

user7: did we not just see this ^^^ she's clearly going to be in the mclaren garage

user8: if she has any sense she'll be in the mercedes garage with sir lewis hamilton

user9: what about the literal world champions?

user10: shut the fuck up (i would like to see max blush and stutter tho)

user11: i love how y/n said she's taking a year off of music after her tour and we're immediately seeing her here, there and everywhere

user12: living her true sports nerd life and i love that for her

landonorris: i promise that mclaren have the best hospitality xx

user13: oh brother are we about to see some lando norris snapchat u up flirting?

alexalbon: this is tragic

georgerussell63: make sure you don't tell her about the massive poster you had of her that you practiced kissing on!

georgerussell63: whoops!

landonorris: i am in your walls george

user14: well.. that was something, i don't think we'll see her in the mclaren garage anytime soon now

logansargeant: @oscarpiastri i hope you brought your vinyl to be signed

oscarpiastri: i didn't want to risk it on the plane, it's limited edition 😔

user15: wait so oscar is also a y/n fan ???

user16: not this mclaren battle for y/n's attention

user17: lets be real, there's no competition here - there's no way she wouldn't choose lando

user18: i'm tired of you people sleeping on oscar (pun intended)

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yourusername: i had so much fun the first time round, i thought i'd come by again

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user25: okayyyy i thought the girlies on twitter were delusional but the second race in a row ... i fear there's another incentive

user26: once again, she's been a massive fan of the sport and has a ton of disposable money why wouldn't she go to a load of races?

landonorris: can't wait to see you again this weekend, i'll get you that win i promised

alexalbon: nurse he's talking to himself again

georgerussell63: this is crazy thirsting to do in front of 21 million people

landonorris: i assure you i'll be the one with the last laugh here

maxverstappen1: sure you will buddy, it's good to see you so confident

user27: are they gentle parenting lando?

user28: bro is about to get his heart broken they're actually being good friends

user29: idk i think he's still the one in the paddock with the best shot

user30: i gotta get this delusion all lando fans seem to have

carlossainz55: i think you'd look great in red ❤️

charles_leclerc: oh gosh....

carlossainz55: they don't call me the smooth operator for no reason, just sit back and watch the magic

maxverstappen1: you fucking morons do realise you're proclaiming this in a PUBLIC instagram comment section that everyone INCLUDING y/n can see?

user31: this is a mess ... keep going!

oscarpiastri: i celebrated my win here in 2021 with the release of sour - i know you're on a sabbatical but any chance of a surprise single?

user32: yall getting on lando and carlos for their bad flirting when oscar is stinking up the gaff with his attempts

yourusername: i'm so sorry to tell you this but no surprise single, but i can show you some demos?

oscarpiastri: please, please, please! good 4 u is my scream in the car song

user33: i just know oscar was streaming traitor when his DRS failed for the ten billionth time

oscarpiastri: it went platinum in my car yes

yourusername: i imagine it's even better at 200mph

oscarpiastri: i'd be happy to show you anytime

yourusername: carpool karaoke x hot laps when?

oscarpiastri: name a time and i'm there

user34: why is oscar trying so hard bro she's not going to choose you

user35: and yet he's the only one she replied to ... makes you think

user36: you guys are miserable because i'd literally do anything to see them singing in a car together

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oscarpiastri: jeddah you were okay i guess

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user37: holy soft launch

user38: and right after flirting up a storm with Y/N Y/LN

user39: first of all, oscar is a fan of y/n so it could've definitely been from a platonic point of view

user40: it has to be platonic cause bro had no chance to start with and has a gf ???

landonorris: i'm sorry what is this ?

oscarpiastri: an instagram post, would hope you would know what that is if you're already on the app

landonorris: don't get smart with me mister

oscarpiastri: you got smart first 🤨

landonorris: what happened to my sweet rookie?

oscarpiastri: he's still 23 years old ?

landonorris: i need to meet this mystery woman who has seemed to give you all this sass

user41: prema girlies know that this sass has always been here

user42: but i'm glad it's coming out in f1

yourusername: okay i guess? you slayed mr piastri and i won't hear anything less than that

oscarpiastri: okay it was a bit of a slay

yourusername: a bit?

oscarpiastri: a big slay then

yourusername: stop talking down on yourself otherwise you'll have me to deal with

oscarpiastri: that is not the threat you think it is

yourusername: it's not a threat it's a promise x

user43: excuse me what the fuck was that ^

user44: i can't tell if they're flirting or if y/n just feels sorry for him?

user45: they did get coffee like once this weekend so maybe they're just friends

user46: they have to be because there's no way that is y/n in this soft launch

user47: there's no way oscar piastri could woo the y/n y/ln idk why people are even suggesting it

user48: and i think even flirting with her is a bit weird considering his teammate has made it so obvious he likes her

user49: oscar doesn't seem to be the type to step on toes but we'll see

logansargeant: if that's who i think it is i am going to fight you for not telling me straight up

oscarpiastri: i'll meet you in the parking lot i guess

logansargeant: be there or be square

user50: what does logan know that we don't ???

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f1tea: now she's attended THREE races in a row, i think it's okay to start the conversation about her being with one of the drivers... so here's our theories!

lando: he's been on this train the longest and has the old thirst tweets to back it up. he's been spotted talking to her numerous times at races and has been camping in her comment section since bahrain

carlos: he has also been in her comments since bahrain and has been seen with her in the paddock - less than lando but y/n has worn red a couple times in the paddock so??

lewis: y/n was blushing up a storm when they were spotted together and i honestly think if the age gap wasn't so big they would be so cute together

liam: an outside shout but this guy was stuck to her side the whole time she was at red bull

charles: they have spoken a lot in the paddock, i don't think it's him but omg imagine them together

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user54: not this oscar erasure - i.e. the only driver she's actually interacted with online

user55: if it's oscar i will literally streak across the track at the next race

user56: admin snuck liam in there like we wouldn't notice

user57: idk why they think that liam is a better shout than oscar

user58: i think all the fangirling from oscar defo put him straight into the friend zone

user59: idk about you guys but i've actually listened to y/n's music and her album after her last breakup suggests that she might like someone who appreciates her craft and publicly supports her

user60: yeah but she also deserves a boyfriend that's on her level

user61: oscar is a literal f1 driver?

user60: yeah but he's not cute enough

user62: to YOU

user63: omg just say you have no taste and bounce gosh

user64: how did lando become a frontrunner in this?

user65: i think because he's liked her the longest? and has been the most insistent

user66: i hate to say this but just because you like someone and said it first, does not mean you are entitled to actually date them

user67: i will laugh my ass off if she's not with any of these fools

user68: bro took a year off of music to have some fun and now is linked to everyone and their mum

user69: unfortunately this is the way it goes although if she does become a wag (tho be real, whoever is with her is the wag) i shall be enjoying her paddock outfits

user70: carlos vs oscar i think i've seen this film before

user71: oh trust me off track there is no competition

user72: you people are so mean

user73: oscar will win again, mark my words. i'm not sure if carlos can cry to the fia about that tho

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user74: AHHHHHHHHHH A MAN

user75: who the fuck wears jeans on a hammock she needs to run away from this man he's clearly a psychopath

maxverstappen1: you went to see quokkas without me??? does our friendship mean nothing ???

yourusername: it's not considered normal to invite friends to a date

maxverstappen1: boring. i will remember this when you try and get some red bull from our hospitality

yourusername: nO PLEASE

maxverstappen1: no, for this you must suffer through the piss they put in monster cans

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maxverstappen1: well you should've thought more of our friendship :P

yourusername: you are impossible. no more limited edition merch for you

maxverstappen1: WHAT

user76: for all this love life speculation i am loving this max and y/n friendship

user77: but... the monster comment... it has to be lando right? monster sponsor mclaren

user78: i think this is the most confirmation we're getting right now

user79: they're so cute

oscarpiastri: i am glad the homeland is treating you well :)

yourusername: i've only had one scary insect encounter so win!

oscarpiastri: we'll have to get you some real australian delicacies this weekend

yourusername: i've heard of grandma's baking so i'm excited!

oscarpiastri: we've got a tupperware box with your name on it

yourusername: ugh i love you guys

user80: the monster comment pointed to mclaren but there's only one of them in the comments...

user81: i mean this is a soft launch so it would make sense that lando wouldn't comment if they're trying to throw people off of their scent

user82: the mental gymnastics you people are doing is insane

user83: literally just admit that your driver just doesn't have the sauce like that

user84: and oscar piastri does???

user85: STOP SLEEPING ON HIM HE'S LITERALLY GETTING HER HOME-BAKED GOODS

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oscarpiastri: home win means more than you could ever know. and you can stop theorising now, i may be a nerd but i've still got game.

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user89: HHAHHHAHHAHAHAHHA THAT'S MY AUSSIE

user90: stunting his stunning gf on all these delusional fangirls

yourusername: now i can finally say it: I LOVE YOU, I LOVE YOU, I LOVE YOU

yourusername: and i'm proud of you

yourusername: forever and always

oscarpiastri: maybe i was so fast because i knew there was a literal angel waiting for me back in my garage

yourusername: oh so the other races i came to i just didn't look good enough for you to win :(

oscarpiastri: NO NO NO you're always the most beautiful woman in any room

oscarpiastri: but this time you're wearing my jersey and my name

yourusername: i guess i'll never take it off again

oscarpiastri: you might not take it off, but that doesn't mean i won't

yourusername: ehhhehehhehheeh hurry up in debrief :P

user91: oscar piastri i am so sorry i was not familiar with your game

user92: i for one had complete faith in that bumbling fool

yourusername: as you should, he may have stuttered through the lines, but he's one smooth operator

carlossainz55: that's my nickname? please stop rubbing salt in the wound

yourusername: it was better than your attempts. and better than whatever the fuck you've been doing on the track - keep your dumptruck away from oscar

user93: y/n defending oscar, consider me moved

user94: okay fave celeb couple just dropped

landonorris: HOW LONG HAS THIS BEING GOING ON? HOW LONG HAVE YOU LET ME FLIRT WITH YOUR GIRLFRIEND? HOW DID I LOSE TO YOU?

yourusername: watch your tone.

landonorris: sorry???

oscarpiastri: we've been together nearly a year. i didn't 'let' you flirt with my girlfriend i tried to tell you but you ignored me at every turn. you didn't lose to me, there was never any competition.

yourusername: best year of my life 🫶 and lando i tried to tell you, maybe listen to oscar for once 😭

oscarpiastri: awwwwww i love you 😘

yourusername: i love you too osc xx

user95: not them dancing on lando's dead body 😭

logansargeant: I FUCKING KNEW IT YOU SON OF A BITCH

oscarpiastri: never doubt me again eagle boy

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yourusername: if you saw me ugly crying on live tv - no you didn't. i'm so proud of you osc, my beautiful boy.

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user96: i think y/n was all of us

user97: absolutely screaming at all of the y/n fans on twitter having a meltdown and trying to figure out how f1 works

user98: this was me, am i really going to learn about tyre compounds because y/n is dating a driver? yes!

maxverstappen1: i am very happy for you both but enjoy the win while it lasts oscar i have a score to settle after being ABANDONED on the quokka date

yourusername: once again it was a DATE which is for the two people in the relationship, not the weird third guy with attachment issues

maxverstappen1: well jokes on you i do have attachment issues and now i've latched onto you and oscar which means you're contractually obligated to come to every race now

yourusername: ok?

oscarpiastri: it's okay max with our combined powers, y/n will have to stick around she hates making us sad

yourusername: it's true :(

user99: not lando fumbling yet another lead

yourusername: he never had a chance to begin with

oscarpiastri: 😆

user100: this is another level of teammate psychological warfare

landonorris: i am a victim of a smear campaign

oscarpiastri: smear campaign being you flirting with my girlfriend after she told you she had a boyfriend

landonorris: I DIDN'T HEAR HER

yourusername: i said it multiple times 🤨 and SOFT LAUNCHED OSCAR AND YOU STILL TRIED

georgerussell63: looks like it's back to the poster now lando

yourusername: and for the record ^^ this is very creepy

landonorris: THAT WAS LIKE TEN YEARS AGO

alexalbon: that's what you want us to think ...

user101: i am screaming at them rubbing it in lando's face

user102: kind of deserved LOL but funny nonetheless

oscarpiastri: all things aside, i'm so glad you could be there for my first win! i love you so much and can't wait to spend there rest of my life with you, even if it means my teammate flirts with you everyday

yourusername: i love you too osc, i'm sure you'll win so many more

oscarpiastri: i'm counting on it ;)

landonorris: I AM SORRY HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO SAY IT

yourusername: you gonna let oscar have the upgrades first?

landonorris: no?

yourusername: then i will guilt you at every corner 🤨

fin. i know, i know. guilty as sin is coming but i just wanted to get this out. i had to come home from silverstone early cause of a mechanical dnf (foot stopped working and had heat stroke and a cold at the same time). but i had a great time while i was there and met a load of drivers with lando and alex signing my hat !!!!!

#f1 imagine #f1 x reader #f1 instagram au #f1 x you #f1 social media au #f1 #oscar piastri instagram au #oscar piastri fanfic #oscar piastri x you #oscar piastri #oscar piastri imagine #oscar piastri social media au

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boopshoops · 1 month ago

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What your favorite TWST character says about you :)

As a note before I begin: I saw one of these that shamed malleus and randomly even chenya enjoyers- (claimed that they were pick mes or something? 😭) so i wanted to make one that was more positive out of spite <3 make it more about the writing and why people appreciate the characters. Take each of these with a grain of salt i spose- also a lot of them share similar themes <3

(Aka fans who have different views or even blatantly incorrect views of characters will always exist everywhere, but insulting the entirety of a group solely for enjoying a character, many for different reasons, is probably not a great idea!

I get that sometimes people suck and thats understandable, but quit generalizing ok? Ok.

From a malleus enjoyer who just thinks hes a silly little guy and im tired of feeling like i have to defend myself bc he's my blorbo 😵‍💫)

Final note: i love unapologetically taking frustration and turning it into something that can make people smile 💕 also i blindly wrote this from 11pm-midnight :))) dividers by @/cafekitsune!

Heartslabyul:

Riddle: you enjoy and/or relate to the idea of healing from the past. Working hard to improve oneself for the ones around you and yourself: creating a healthier environment where you can be happy

Trey: there is immense complexity in things that are seemingly mundane. Digging deeper and deeper to find something truly sweet and heart warming is your joy.

Cater: maybe you relate, or maybe you used to, or maybe parts of the connections made in the past/presence/future dont feel as deep as you truly want them to be. There is something beautiful about a desire for genuine human connection, but also peace in being alone. There is a safe space for you yet, just be patient. 💕

Deuce: you love drive and determination. An endless stubbornness that keeps one going against all odds. Against every person who tells someone they cant. You watch them get proven wrong, and its pure bliss.

Ace: you find the connection between people beyond words heartwarming: even the seemingly simple ones. The ability to have a connection with someone who can get up to some mischief, tease back and forth, yet be there when you need them to be one of the most valuable things.

Savanaclaw:

Leona: Adversity over a lack of belief in oneself is a very difficult thing to overcome- yet it is very possible with the right crowd, the right amount of time, healing, and effort. You think someone's worth lies more than just within their title/job/appearance, but within the fact that they are able to stand back up and keep moving onward despite the odds. The hope for that change, and the ability to get out of bed in the morning on its own is strength.

Ruggie: Despite being through so much trauma at such a young age, recovery happens anyway. Its not perfect, at times the lessons learned are even rough. The survival tactics that once helped are now hard to ditch when theyre not needed anymore, but the ability to smile and joke and keep pushing onwards is something you value in life.

Jack: Self discipline can be both extremely useful as well as harmful in different ways. You find the way people can constantly strive to better themselves at what they love and/or morally to be highly admirable.

Octavinelle:

Azul: People can be cruel. And sometimes that cruelty inspires cruelty. Sometimes its simply used as a way to move on and survive insecurities created from it. Its hard, its a fight, but those insecurities are part of what make people beautiful. They are nothing to be ashamed of, and even the many tactics and smart ways of learning to overcome cruelness can be beautiful too.

Jade: The mind is extremely powerful. Intelligence and knowledge are not the only important things, no. Using that intel to find entertainment in the surrounding world can be exhilarating. Finding and discovering new unknowns: learning their ins and outs until they're a part of you is something you can relate to.

Floyd: speaking of fun- you love what is essentially the written version of a roller coaster. Ups and downs, ins and outs. Every single twist and turn is exhilarating and new. Every different perspective provides new insight into a multitude of different things. You are along for the ride, and you are having a lovely time.

Scarabia:

Jamil: self discovery can be very difficult after purposefully suppressing parts of one's self for a long time. Yet, the healing happens anyway (once again aha <3). People discover new parts of themselves, slowly becoming more comfortable not only with their environment, but how they react to it. The discovery is freedom, and freedom is bliss to you. New traits about oneself bloom like a flower: if not in the soil, then stubbornly in the cracks of cement. You gently take that bloom from the concrete and pot it, placing it gingerly in a beam of sunlight.

Kalim: Happiness isnt only sunshine to the one smiling, but to everyone else around them. It is delightfully infectious. However, happiness isnt a constant. You think emotions all emotions should be experienced rather than suppressed, because holding back sadness for the sake of others is a disservice to one's self. Discovering your own emotions, any range of them, is what makes people uniquely human. If anyone is holding those emotions back- hell, any part of them back, they need to be let out of the cage.

Pomefiore:

Vil: "Beauty is on the inside" is a saying thats been around for a long time, but beauty comes in so many forms. It can come from the stubborn desire to improve one's self: to be kinder, to help those around you, to be good. However it is impossible to be perfect. At times, for some, this can be crushing. People are hurt unintentionally, natural frustration can brew, the wrong actions can be taken: and thats okay. You believe whats important is to pick yourself up and keep going. To err is to be human, and that is beautiful too.

Rook: Error is beautiful. Symmetry is beautiful. Asymmetry is beautiful. A crack in the side walk is beautiful. Small things are beautiful, big things are beautiful. The nurturing of something through endless care is beautiful. The undeniable traits and hobbies of every individual that make them unique are beautiful. You find the endless optimism in finding beauty to be, in itself, beautiful.

Epel: Sometimes people will view others in ways that they wish not to be perceived as. This isnt in our control, as much as we sometimes want it to be. All you can do i be unapologetically yourself. To be you to the utmost degree. To prove those who thought otherwise to be foolish. You find this strength to find value in yourself despite others opinions admirable.

Ignihyde:

Idia: you have depression /j

Ok for real-

Life can be such a cunt. It can beat a person down, down, down and leave them vulnerable enough to fear it. To fear that beating, whenever it may next come. The anxiety of never knowing what or who will come next, or what one could lose. At times it feels more comforting to find a routine in solitude. But you know that the small things that give joy will wiggle their way in with time. The broken will meet people who love and care and find comfort in the companionship of healing, even from the little things: like a new story to read or game to play.

Ortho: You value unconditional support. Support through everything: the good, the bad, the just kind of okay. Knowing that someone can have ones back for every little thing- to be there solely because they care and wish the best for others- is something you look up to and maybe even wish to be for another.

Diasomnia:

Malleus: god damn people can be so hard to read and understand. They are so complicated: they are books you have to pay attention to from start to finish. But once you reach the end, you have a deep seated appreciation for them, and for the ones who stuck around to read your book too. Even if it was just for a fleeting moment: it is a happy moment. As painful as temporary things can be, it is also what you think can make the relationships we love and have loved so valuable.

Lilia: there can be suffering everywhere. There is war. There is famine. But there are also endless new sights to see. New discoveries to be made to help those still going through famine and war. New ways to love and understand people you never thought you'd understand. The development and positive parts of humanity, even though at times it can look bleak, are ever present to you. You love the discovery: of places and of people.

Silver: you believe that there is solace in being your own individual, regardless of who you are bound by blood to. Being shaped my experiences, friends, hardships, and new places are what make a person who they are. You value finding roots in and making your own home.

Sebek: Dedication can be a hard thing to come by, but when it does it can grab someone by the reigns. Using every waking moment to cherish that thing, learn more about it, become better at something, and strive to better ones self can be very admirable to you. But, on the other hand, it also calls for the occasional rest.

OTHER (just for ones I know well enough, sorry!)

Neige: You love kindness despite hardship. One can go through horrible things and still choose to be kind. The world could begin to end, and one could still choose to be kind, because it means everything.

Chenya: Curiosity fuels exploration. It fuels art. It fuels everything. It fuels excitement. It fuels friendships. It fuels medicine. It fuels life. Curiosity is endlessly fun, and you think that is very whimsical

Meleanor: Sacrifice for others can be tragic. Knowing what another person has given up for someone else, maybe even everything, is gut wrenching but undeniably a selfless love to you.

Crewel: There can be kindness in strictness. In teachings, there can be a parental guide. There can be someone who cares for you and undeniably wants you to succeed. They know that you can, so they push you towards it. You want this support.

Trein: Love surpasses time. When the ones we love are gone, the memories of them are still held close, with the love once given to them, we can show to others through advice and guidance that comes with time. You find comfort in that.

Crowley: People are flawed. We all know this, yet despite a persons flaws... however many there may be, there is still something hopeful and human about it. About having those flaws and persisting regardless. You may even like those flaws, and the unashamed desire to press on even with them on display.

Fellow/Ernesto: Live for yourself. This is what you desire. People are often caught up in material or monetary things. After all, we live in a world that required it to survive and even be respected. To throw away those views and simply live as you see fit: regardless as to whether you earn those things or not, is something you admire.

Rollo: Sometimes the attachment we have to those we lost can be painful. Regardless, that pain is proof that there was care and love. The things done for others, whether alive or dead, are done selflessly. Grief can fuel hatred, but it can also be caused by love. To unlearn hatred and learn to love again after the fear of loss is a natural human experience. It is a process you understand and admire those who take the time and strength needed to properly love again.

Thank you for reading <3

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c0ffinshit · 4 months ago

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Simon (John Q.) SFW AND NSFW Headcanons

a/n: i knew yall would like that so here are so hcs that i had that i can now share with the world

warnings: controversial, mentions of pussy eating, me speaking my truth

SFW:

okay, first off, this man claims to HATE modern music but… he has a soft spot for Fiona Apple

listen, this man is madddd and if he were a woman he would be a mean butch lesbian

he always drives you everywhere

even when you’re like “babe i can drive its fine” he’s like “no, i’ll drive”

he tells people his favorite movie is something film bro-y like fight club, but his favorite movie is something like little shop of horrors or when harry met sally

sorry im projecting

honestly, he is bad about talking about his emotions like homie doesn't have the words for it so he just gets angry

BUT he learns a lot from you about that

actually, you learn a lot from him too

he talks so highly of you, even before dating

like always talks about how he can hardly have a good and controlled day without you

if you two are a long distance away, he'll always call you and talk about your day

but even then, you two will stay on the phone for hours, just talking about whatever and how much you miss each other

always tries to be a sweet boyfriend and make you breakfast

expect he will burn it and the kitchen will be on fire

i will say this: simon is a sensitive boy, esp with people's emotions like if you're sad and crying about something you called 'stupid' he'll still hold you and tell you how not stupid it is

he HATES when you're upset, esp if he can't do anything to help you

he'll just sadly watch you til you feel better

and when you do, he'll get you your favorite blanket and stuffed animals and kiss you like the good bf. HE. IS.

sorry, my daddy issues are on full display *sobs*

definitely doesn't like it when you call him babygirl or pookie

even as a joke

the man doesn't get that

my man has an old soul IM SO FR

like he doesn’t really like modern TV or music

movies… that a different story

HE FUCKING LOVES MOVIES.

especially if it is like a movie musical or high fantasy (like lotr or hobbit)

maybe a comedy but like a comedy from like the '60s that is probably super offensive now

nfsw under the cut

NSFW:

first off, do i agree with the top allegations for simon? kinda.

listen listen, i only say kinda because of the fact that this man has angry ISSUES

like if you are being a brat, this man doesn’t hold back definitely into spanking for this reason

OKAY I HAVE A THING… when you two do it together, he is very… parental (if that makes sense)

like yes he is daddy we know but like he is the type to whisper “this is for your own good” as he spanks you

two words: BODY. WORSHIP.

this man will kiss and touch your body like it's your last day on earth

AUGH AND AND the look he gives you when he’s inside you FUCKKKKKKK

the look is filled with so much love and gratitude for you okay like this needs to be stated at all but like 8 inches

the type of 8 inches that hits against your cervix in the right way

AND ANOTHER THING when you two first get together, his libido is very low

which also means he is very easy to take care of

soooooo if you wanted to just do a blowjob, you hypothetically could

but then, like three or four months into dating, HORN DOG.

you're surpised when he isn't pressing against your while cuddling

but if anything, you’ll be the one getting head, not him

THIS MAN IS PUSSY WHIPPED.

like he will grab your thighs and pull you closer while eating you out he lovesssss hearing your moans when you're under him UGH

dude but like on the rare time like he will bottom, its lowkey kinda…

JOHN Q IS A SWITCH AND I WILL CONTINUE TO SPEAK MY TRUTH

this mfer groans like no tomorrow when he does bottom

soft,,,, begg…ing

like “you’re so good.” and then under his breath its ��please keep going.”

also that boy has a praise kink with hints of degradation

am i saying that because i wrote a whole fic about it? yes. fuck yes.

im chewing at the bars of my enclosure

he gets so blushy when you look at him with your fuck-me eyes

COMMUNICATE WITH THAT BOY.

tell him what you want

tell him where you want it

tell him about your fantasies of him

he loves hearing your voice, especially when you talk in a soft and seductive voice

listen, the only reason i kinda don’t agree with the top allegations is because i believe JOHN Q IS A SERVICE TOP.

i've made my point very clear about that throughout this section

#kyle gallner x reader #kyle gallner #simon dia x reader #dia #dinner in america #john q x reader

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sugarcoated44 · 5 months ago

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Male JJK Character's Kinks/Favorite Sexual Acts

Kink HCs and Favorite Sexual Acts for Male JJK Characters

\\ All characters are aged up and 18+ | Minors DNI //

NSFW... Obviously

Characters: Ryomen Sukuna, Yuji Itadori, Choso, Megumi Fushiguro, Toji Fushiguro, Satoru Gojo, Sugaru Geto, Kento Nanami, Toge Inumaki, and Yuta Okkotsu.

Masterlist | Female Characters: Coming Soon

Ryoumen Sukuna

Daddy Kink

He didn't think he had one at first but it just slipped out of your mouth one day and he couldn't get enough of it.

“Say that again baby, be good for me.”

Wants you to call him that all the time, not even just in the bedroom, he becomes totally obsessed

Marks/Hickeys

Wants to put them everywhere on you, not just in places where only he can see but in places other people can see as well.

He wants people to know you belong to him.

Doesn't matter where he puts them, your hips, thighs, neck, you name it his mouth has been there biting and sucking on your until there's a mark.

Choking

No surprise this man loves to take your breath away. He loves feeling your throat spasm under one of his hands while he fucks you, only letting it go so he can hear more of the garbled sweet noises that come out of your mouth while he fucks his dick into you.

Yuji Itadori

Ass Play/Anal

Anything having to do with your ass, he wasn’t lying when he said he loves a woman with a nice ass.

He loves the feeling of your ass on him, grinding on his dick or just slapping his cock on it with you bent over face down into his bed.

As much as he loves to fuck your pussy there is just something about fucking your ass, claiming another part of you for himself that he loves so much.

Constantly touching your ass when he’s with you, he is a hand in the back pocket of your jeans kind of lover. Slaps it constantly whenever you walk by him, you’ve given up on getting him to stop he just loves to watch it jiggle.

Food Play

You’re too sweet sometimes he just wants you for dessert and deserts need toppings.

It started out as just whipped cream, the two of you were in the kitchen baking and at some point you ended up on the counter without a shirt on. You squirted some of the cream onto your tits as a joke but he became absolutely enamored with it, sucking and licking at any parts of you it touched. Eventually it evolved to other things, mostly ice cream or dessert toppings, the two of you can't walk into an ice cream parlor without him getting hard anymore.

Choso

Pet Play

You bought him a collar as a joke, a fun gag that you had seen people doing to their boyfriends online. It had his name engraved into the front and “If lost please return to Y/N” on the back, he put it on without hesitation and hardly ever takes it off now.

It’s hidden under the high collar of his shirt most of the time but if the fabric slips down he has no issues with others seeing it, he’s proud to belong to you.

This man worships the ground you walk on, he will crawl to you anytime any place the second you ask him, he’s got no trouble getting down on all fours for you.

After the two of you really get into it, you buy him a leash and it’s used at home more often than it's not.

Pegging

He loves to be inside you but this man lives to be fucked by you. He was tentative at first when you brought it up but enjoyed it so much more than he thought he would. He just loves to see you happy.

Back into the pet play he loves it when you leash and fuck him, bent over a table or any surface for that matter with your thighs slapping into the back of his while he feels the collar branding him as yours gets yanked, euphoria. He loves to be dominated by you in every way.

Biting/Blood Play

He is all in all submissive to you but he loves to bite, in your inner thighs when he’s eating you out, your neck, your shoulders, anywhere his mouth can reach he is sinking his sharp canines into your flesh.

He bites so hard and often abuses a spot causing it to bleed, giving him an excuse to lap the blood up, he adores the taste of every part of you and will do everything short of devouring you.

He loves to kiss you with your blood on his lips, he loves to see himself in a mirror with your blood on his mouth. He sees something so innately romantic about you, someone who does not have such control as he does over his blood, allowing him to take part in such a vital part of your living.

Megumi Fushiguro

DIY Porn

It wouldn’t seem like it but this man loves to make home videos.

Not all the time but often enough it’s not uncommon for him to have a camera in one hand while he’s pounding into you. The focus being on your face and on your tits as they bounce around from him railing you.

Absolutely carried a nude photo of you around in his wallet, he needs it for motivation he says. He “loses” the photo sometimes and has to take a new one of you, though you know he’s got them all stuffed in his bedside drawer.

Public Sex

Dragging you into bathroom stalls, random alleys or photo booths. There's something that just gets him going about having you in places he’s not supposed to.

He’s dragged you off off random trails in forests just to pull your pants or skirt down so he can fuck you up against a random tree.

Loves to do it places the two of you frequent often so he can lean over and whisper something along the lines of, “Do you remember the pathetic noises you made for me in that photo booth over there.”

Mirrors

He has two large mirrors in the bedroom one up against the wall and another that he’s hung up on the ceiling above your bed.

You look so pretty when he’s fucking you and sometimes he wants you to see it in real time.

“You look so good for me, look at your pretty fucked out face for me baby can’t you see why I love it so much?”

Enjoys seeing you from all different angles when he’s inside of you.

Toji Fushiguro

Breeding Kink

This man loves making kids (just not taking care of them)

Obsessed with the idea of getting you pregnant, even if it takes a little while. The idea of seeing you waddling around filled with his child makes him crazy. He just wants an excuse to dote on you “For the baby” when it's really about you.

Blindfolding

Obsessed with slipping something around your eyes, even if it's just throwing his t-shirt on your head (you know he would)

Loves to see how your body reacts to his touch when you cant see whats coming, every twitch or tensing of your muscle he enjoys the element of surprise.

Licking/Spitting

Loves to lick you all over, not just your pussy, his mouth visits all areas of you when it can. Long stripes up from your navel to your neck, down your back and thighs he loves seeing you covered in his spit.

Grabbing your face to spit in your mouth is one of his favorite things to do, he loves how pretty you look with your mouth wide open waiting for him and he makes sure to let you know it.

Satoru Gojo

Daddy Kink

“Daddy's Home”

Asked you to call him Daddy once as a joke and got hard immediately after you did it, didn’t stop asking until it became a habit of yours.

It melts him, whatever you need the second the word slips out of your mouth he can’t help but give you whatever you want.

Breeding Kink

The second he saw you one of his first thoughts was how good you would look with his baby inside of you.

Going hand in hand with the Daddy Kink, he really does want to be a father.

He needs an heir, he loves to tell you that as he’s pumping in and out of you for hours on end his endless stamina turning you into a tearful overstimulated mess.

Absolutely loves to see his cum dripping out of you, it just gets him hard all over again, going round for round until there's nothing left of him to spill into you.

Oral

This man loves it when you suck his dick, his ego is massive and it only goes straight to his head.

He loves seeing you on your knees in front of him, slurping on his cock and moaning around it.

“You like that? Daddy tastes good doesn't he?”

Constant Verbal Praise from him but especially when your mouth is on him, you just look so pretty he can't help but tell you.

Suguru Geto

Impact Play

He loves to spank you, he loves leaving big red handprints on your ass.

Whips, Paddles, you name it he’s used it on you. Even more than your moans he loves how you yelp when he strikes you.

He always makes a point to take care of you afterwards, he can be a bit cruel to you during sex but aftercare is a priority making sure to massage your raw skin and let you know how much he loves you.

Toys

He loves experimenting with new toys, he’s got an extensive collection to use on you and he adores seeing how you react to new things.

You came so hard around him once while he was holding a vibrator up to your clit that he has one readily available for the two of you at all times.

Shower Fucking

Showering or bathing together is a must for him, it allows him to not get lost in his thoughts only being able to focus on you.

He loves seeing your skin glistening from the water and soap, how pretty you look with your hair plastered to your skin.

Theres just something about rubbing a soapy rag or lofa on your back as he fucks into you the wet sound of your skin slapping together mixing with the noise from the shower that drives him wild. He loves to take care of you in more way than one.

Kento Nanami

Cockwarming

This man needs to have his dick inside you whenever it can be there.

He’s a busy man, sometimes when it’s just the two of you alone and he needs to continue his work he will pull you into his lap and sink his cock up into you, using one hand to pet your hair and back while the other continues to write on whatever paperwork needs completing.

Loves to sleep with his dick in you, with you on top of him, your head on his chest. He knows you’re there as close to him as you can possibly be.

Thigh Riding

He loves to be fully clothed, button up and slacks in tack with you naked on his lap chasing your own pleasure with his body.

He needed to start doing his own dry cleaning after a while because there really was no explanation for some of the stains on his pant legs.

He loves to praise you, call you loving names, just stroking your sides and back while he watches you rut yourself on his thigh.

Roleplay

Loves seeing you in little costumes that he’s bought for you, doctor/nurse, teacher/student, etc. If theres an outfit for it he’s bought it for you so he can fuck you in it.

There’s no aspect or roles in life that he doesn't like imagining the two of you together in, he's unabashedly smitten.

Toge Inumaki

Dirty Talk/Degradation

Adores it when you talk dirty to him, he can’t fill the space with words so he loves when you do it.

Loves it when you call him names, yes he is your whore what about it?

He is in love with the sound of your voice, if you’re chatty he can just sit there and happily stare at you while he listens to anything you're saying, just you speaking even if it's about something completely random can get him hard.

Face Riding

If you don’t climb on his face to let him eat you out he will pull you onto it, he’s adept at using his tongue and he wants to show you.

This is not a man that wants you to hover, sink your full weight onto him; he can handle it. There's nothing he wants more than to have your pussy on his face grinding on him while he laps his tongue up into you.

Yuta Okkotsu

Mommy Kink

Slipped out of his mouth in casual conversation once, while you were handing him a glass of water or some other domestic act. He had been thinking of it in his head for a while, apparently too much since it slipped out without him hardly noticing until you said something.

“Thanks Mommy.” “What was that honey?” “Oh- I- Uh I said thanks…”

You love it, you coo over him and tell him it's alright and he falls into the habit hard, even calling you out in public in front of other people. He’s got no shame in your relationship as long as you’re happy with him, you’re the only one who really matters anyways.

When the two of you are having sex he absolutely whines it out, mixed in with his breathy moans

Boobs… Tits if you will

Anything to do with them, he is obsessed.

Most predominantly he loves sucking on them, whether you're on top of him grinding down onto his cock or if you’ve allowed him on top for a change he’s got his mouth attached to one of your nipples sucking on it.

Even when the two of you are not having sex he loves his head to be near or in them, often coming up to you for hugs just for the excuse to stick his face right into your chest.

Praise Kink

Please tell this man what a good boy he is, he needs it.

“Mommy’s Good Boy” “My sweet Yuta” he will do anything to hear you praise him, he only acts with more fervor when you do.

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Ran out of image spaces on the post so yall get a dotted line xD

First thing Ive written in a WHILE hope yall enjoyed \\ I intend to make a post for female characters as well but if you guys have any specific requests for females/males I did not include let me know!

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bumblehoneybee · 1 month ago

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Hi, could you write about post-crash curly falling in love with a nurse who is taking care of him back on earth?

A Simple Touch

You were nervous when it wasn't you doing the work. That was immediately obvious, especially when your long day shift was handed over to the night shift nurse. Curly admittedly preferred you too, perhaps because he usually slept through the night, and therefore found himself in your company more than anyone else.

Besides, he liked your care. Your hands were gentle, voice soft but not in a way that made him feel like a child. You cared, and it was obvious in how you (gently) corrected the other staff that had to handle him and how you gave a seemingly unending list of responsibilities to the night staff. Curly appreciated it.

But what he really liked was you, not just your care.

You didn't let him rot away in a bed -- "That's how people get bedsores, Mister!" -- and you forced him out of isolation. Curly felt the most human when sat in his wheelchair being driven around the medical ship. He met the crew, watched them interact with you, some stern and polite, others teasing and joyful.

One particular crewmate, claiming to be your very best friend, always would lean over and make snide comments to Curly behind his hand, as though that would stop you from hearing him. It hurt to laugh, but he couldn't help it when you'd get pouty and snide right back, lamenting about how the two of them were teasing you.

He couldn't wait to get his voice back, to tell you his name, his story, to confess his sins to you and hopefully still remain your friend. The world had to know what he did wrong, but he didn't want to tell anyone but you first. Only you, who had seen him and his best, his worst, and everywhere in between.

But sadly, before he could get his voice, he had to get his limbs.

You were cheerful in your explanations, something about neural links and blood-driven motors. A beautiful combination of medicine and engineering, you chirped, as Curly picked out the designs he liked best. It meant that not only would Curly be able to move, but feel too.

A miracle of modern medicine.

The man installing the first set of prosthetics, the arms, was thankfully easy-going. He soothed both Curly's hisses of pain during the implementation of the bases as well as your nervous hovering and fretting. Once it was done, though, the arms could come out for a quick test.

They started with the right arm. At the instruction of the engineer, he lifted and lowered the prosthetic. He rotated his wrist, he bent his fingers, he made gestures. Nothing was too heavy, and any pain was just residual of the installation.

"Perfect," the man hummed, scribbling down notes on some sort of tablet, "then let's move on. Your sensory nerves should be connected, so you should be able to feel with your hand and fingers." He paused, and gave a warm grin. "What would you like to touch first?"

Curly didn't even need to think. Without hesitation, he reached out to where you hovered just behind the engineer. You immediately responded, scurrying over to Curly with furrowed brows and twitching fingers, only to jolt when his new hand brushed your cheek.

Instinctively, you leaned into his palm, your own hands coming up to cradle it. Curly could hear the engineer chuckling at him, but it didn't matter. He could feel the soft warmth of your skin, his fingers just barely brushing up into your hair. It was all he ever imagined, a simple pleasure now so overwhelming for him.

The heart monitor still rigged to his chest from the implantation started to beep faster and faster. Your smile only accelerated it more.

And for the rest of the testing period, your nerves were seemingly vanquished, Curly's as well, so long as his new hand was twisted up in yours.

#i could write a novel about nursing curly back to health #both in a sweet fluffy way and a toxic codependent way #mouthwashing curly x reader #captain curly x reader #mouthwashing curly #curly x reader #mouthwashing x reader

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frmisnow · 5 months ago

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honey moon ! - (light nsfw / fluff)

summary. this has a few different yet significant moments for the all kinds of wine! couple as a send off (kinda)!

notes. haven't posted a work in quite a while! but school starts soon so i wanted to write something before i hop of again + i genuinely felt like writing. welcome to the last chapter! this series has brought so many new lovely people to my blog so it means a lot ✶𝄞 if y'all want a few more drabbles send that in my ask box!

warnings/includes. drabble, they are VERY in love, jungkook kind of worships the ground reader walks on, light nsfw (making love mentioned/implied)

the wedding was small.

there were two people, well — no, the only person in the audience was jungkook's mom. his father didn't attend, seemingly was to busy, kook didn't want to talk about it. he didn't even look troubled or regretful, pure content joy on his face as he admired your face while the priest you contacted a few hours ago, talked.

the other attendee was no other but cheonsa, sitting contently in the lap of jungkook mother, meowing once the priest was done and you both kissed as if to seal the deal.

jungkook's mom claimed to hate the little bundle of fluff yet had grown to like her over the few weeks you three spent over at hers, though she'd probably never admit. quite stubborn like her son.

she handed the cat over to you, capturing the moment with a polaroid camera, of jungkook looking at you fondly while you smiled just as cheonsa opened her mouth (she was a big yapper, much like her dad n mom)

the same polaroid rests behind your clear phone case while you board the plane to turkey's beach side. jungkook makes it a challenge to kiss you everytime, he makes eye contact with the picture as you wait for the plane to take off: you are 99.9% sure the other passengers are sick of you. but what's a freshly married couple supposed to do, am i right?

and once you are there, he loves you everywhere he can. that man has no decency even in the slightest. lucky for the both of you the result isn't largely booked!

when he swims with you, he does little races, to see who gets to the buoys faster. will shamelessly brag about it for the whole day (probably just to see you kiss him in roder to silence him)

you both lay in the sunlight way to long until the last person leaves in the evening, the sun begins to sink and he whisperes how much he loves you, adores you.

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urno1luv · 4 days ago

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Can I get a possessive dom jihyo who went to the gym and met a pretty pillatis instructor and she decided to sign to be in her classes and be close to her and fantasy her.

summary: jihyo falls in love with a pilates instructor, and love blooms between the two in a strange but beautiful way

tags: possessive jihyo, overprotective jihyo, car sex

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You’d been teaching Pilates for a while now, long enough to recognize the types of people who signed up for your classes. Some came to de-stress, some wanted to tone their bodies, and some just wanted an excuse to wear expensive yoga pants.

Then there was Jihyo.

She signed up for your beginner’s class out of nowhere, her name appearing on the roster without much fanfare. You didn’t think much of it at first. But the moment she walked into the studio, you couldn’t ignore her presence.

She didn’t look like your usual clientele. Dressed in all black, her leggings and hoodie clung to a frame that was undeniably powerful. Her sharp jawline and dark eyes gave her a cold, almost intimidating aura, and when she brushed past you to claim a spot at the front of the room, she didn’t so much as glance in your direction.

You’d had plenty of serious gym-goers in your classes before, but Jihyo was different. She didn’t talk to anyone. She didn’t smile. She just stared straight ahead, her jaw tight, her focus unshakable.

By her second class, you noticed something odd.Jihyo wasn’t just serious—she was intense. Her eyes followed you everywhere you went, her dark gaze piercing and unwavering. If you moved to correct another student’s form, she’d track the interaction with a look that sent shivers down your spine.

At first, you thought you were imagining it. Maybe she was just focused, or maybe she was trying to learn from your demonstrations. But then it started happening outside of class, too. You’d see her at the front desk, casually talking to the receptionist. Or lingering near the juice bar, her eyes flicking to you whenever you walked by. Once, you even caught her waiting outside the studio after hours, leaning against the wall with her arms crossed.

“Long day?” you’d asked, forcing a smile to hide your unease.She shrugged, her tone clipped. “Something like that.”You told yourself it was a coincidence, that Jihyo was just naturally stoic. But the way she looked at you—like you were something she wanted to claim—made your heart race for all the wrong reasons.

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Jihyo’s possessiveness became harder to ignore as time went on.

She started showing up early to every class, always taking the same spot in the front row. If someone else tried to claim it, she’d glare at them until they moved.

During partner exercises, she’d insist on working with you, her grip on your arm a little too tight when you demonstrated a stretch.

“Careful,” you said once, trying to keep your tone light. “I need my arm in one piece to teach.”Her lips twitched into what could barely be called a smile.

“Sorry. I’ll be gentle.”

But she wasn’t. Her touch always lingered just a little too long, her hands firm and unyielding. You started to wonder if she even liked Pilates at all, or if she was only here for you.

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Things escalated one evening after class.

You were chatting with another student, a friendly guy who had been coming to your sessions for months. He was harmless—always polite and cheerful, with no ulterior motives. But when Jihyo walked in and saw you laughing with him, her expression darkened. She didn’t say anything at first, just stood there with her arms crossed, her glare sharp enough to cut glass.

But when the guy reached out to pat your shoulder in a friendly gesture, Jihyo’s jaw clenched so hard you thought she might crack a tooth.

“Is there a problem?” she asked, her voice low and icy.The guy froze, his hand dropping to his side. “Uh, no? Just talking to—”

“Class is over,” she interrupted, her tone leaving no room for argument. “You should go.”He glanced at you, confused, but you didn’t know what to say.

The tension in the air was suffocating.After he left, you turned to Jihyo, your heart pounding. “What was that about?”

Her eyes softened slightly when they met yours, but there was still an edge to her voice.

“I don’t like people touching what’s mine.”

“Yours?” you echoed, your stomach twisting.She stepped closer, her presence overwhelming. “You don’t see it yet, do you? You’re mine, whether you realize it or not.” You opened your mouth to protest, but the words caught in your throat. The intensity in her gaze was terrifying, but there was something else there, too—something that made you feel weak in a way you didn’t want to admit.

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Despite her intensity, there was a part of you that couldn’t stay away from Jihyo. She had a magnetism that drew you in, even when you knew better. She started showing up outside of class more often, waiting for you at the end of the day or offering to walk you to your car. When you told her it wasn’t necessary, she shrugged it off.

“Just making sure you’re safe,” she’d say, her tone casual. But the look in her eyes said something else entirely. You tried to set boundaries, to remind her that you were her instructor, not her property. But Jihyo didn’t take rejection well.

One night, as you were locking up the studio, you found her waiting outside. “Jihyo,” you sighed, clutching your bag tightly. “What are you doing here?”

“I wanted to talk to you,” she said, stepping closer. Her proximity made your pulse quicken, and not in a good way.

“This isn’t a good time.”

“It’s never a good time,” she muttered, frustration flickering across her face. “Why do you keep pushing me away?”

“Because you’re scaring me!” you blurted, the words spilling out before you could stop them.

Her expression softened instantly, guilt flashing in her eyes. “I don’t mean to scare you,” she said quietly. “I just… I don’t know how to do this. How to feel like this.” You stared at her, your anger melting into confusion. “Feel like what?”

“Like I’d do anything to protect you. To keep you safe. Even if it means keeping everyone else away.”

The weight of her words settled over you like a heavy blanket. You should’ve been terrified. But there was a vulnerability in her voice that made your chest ache. “Jihyo,” you said softly, your hand hesitating before brushing against hers.

“You can’t control everything. Love doesn’t work like that.” She flinched at the word “love,” but didn’t pull away. “I don’t want to lose you,” she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper.

“You’re not going to lose me,” you said, even as part of you wondered if you were making a mistake.

“But you have to trust me. You have to let me breathe.” She nodded slowly, her grip on your hand tightening. “I’ll try.

For you, I’ll try.”

And in that moment, you believed her. Or maybe you just wanted to.

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The turning point came on a rainy evening.

Class had just ended, and most of the students had already left. You were packing up when Jihyo appeared at the door, her hoodie pulled up against the rain.

“Need a ride home?” she asked, her voice casual.

You hesitated. “That’s nice of you, but I’m okay. I can call a cab.”

“It’s late,” she said firmly. “And raining. Just let me drive you.”

Something about the way she said it left no room for argument.

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In the car, the silence was comfortable, though you could feel Jihyo’s eyes flicking toward you every so often.

“Why do you care so much?” you asked suddenly, the question slipping out before you could stop it.

Jihyo’s hands tightened on the wheel. For a moment, you thought she wasn’t going to answer.

“Because,” she said finally, her voice low. “You’re important to me.”

Your breath caught.

“Jihyo…”

“I know I’m not good at this,” she said, her jaw clenching. “I’m not good at talking, or showing how I feel. But I can’t stop thinking about you. I want to protect you. To be close to you. Even if it’s selfish.”

Her words hung in the air between you, heavy and raw.

You reached out, your hand brushing against hers. “It’s not selfish,” you said softly. “I care about you, too.”

For the first time, Jihyo’s stoic mask cracked, and she looked at you with something close to disbelief.

“Yeah?” she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

You smiled. “Yeah.”

And in that moment, the tension between you increased, the air getting hotter the more you stared into her deep eyes.

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The rain pelted the windshield in rhythmic taps as Jihyo drove, her hands gripping the wheel a little too tightly. The soft hum of the car engine filled the silence, but the tension in the air was almost palpable.

You glanced at her from the passenger seat, noting the sharp line of her jaw, the way her brows furrowed slightly in concentration. It wasn’t the first time she’d driven you home, but something about tonight felt different. Heavier.

“Thanks for the ride,” you said, breaking the quiet.

Jihyo didn’t take her eyes off the road. “You don’t have to thank me.” Her tone was clipped, almost curt.

You shifted in your seat, your fingers playing with the edge of your bag. “Still, I appreciate it. It’s pouring out there.”

She gave a small nod, but her grip on the wheel didn’t ease.

For a moment, you let the silence settle again, your gaze drifting to the streaks of rain on the window. But the tension was too much to ignore.

“You��re quiet tonight,” you said, turning back to her. “Everything okay?”

Her jaw tightened. “I’m fine.”

The way she said it made you doubt her immediately. Jihyo wasn’t exactly chatty on the best of days, but this felt different—like something was simmering just beneath the surface, and you feel like you understood exactly what it was.

“Are you sure?” you pressed gently. “You seem… tense.”

At that, she finally glanced at you, her dark eyes flicking over your face before returning to the road. “It’s nothing,” she muttered. But the way her hands tightened on the wheel told a different story. You gave her a long look, seeing how her pupils dilated, her cheeks flushed slightly with the heavy stare you were giving her.

"Jihyo...?" An idea pops up into your head. Jihyo was attractive, caring, protective and very clearly ached for you attention, affection and touch. So... why not allow her to take what she wanted so badly?

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You don't know how you got here, but you're here nonetheless. Jihyo's mouth was pressed against your ear, her sinuous tongue slipping out to cradle the shell in a move that sent you arching into her fingers, which were currently fucking into you at a slow pace. "You like that, baby? Fuck, I've been wanting this for a long time, believe that." You moaned sinfully, the windows fogged up with the heat of your bodies in an erotic embrace.

Jihyo’s fingers sank into the soft flesh of your ass, gripping you tightly as she guided your body on top of hers, parting her legs so that your soaking mound rested on top of her pulsating cunt. You don't know when she got out of her panties, but you don't care to ask either, too heated up to ask.

She rolled her hips up to meet yours, her defined abs providing the best view. You could feel her clit throbbing against yours, her deep breaths sounding like an orchestra of pleasure to your ears.

"Use me however it pleases you," she whispered close to your lips before lying back down the seat, watching your body twitching uncontrollably, her own body coming closer to heaven as your pussies slid together. Jihyo could tell you were getting close, your body tensing and trembling with impending release, she shuddered as she felt your hips moving with increasing desperation, your whines growing louder and more needy.

"J- Jihyo..."

"Come for me, y/nnie, please, I need to know i pleased y-you." Your moans increased in pitch, and your body fell forward as you gushed all over her, Jihyo coming right after, a faint blush on her cheeks, and a sheen of sweat coating her face.

She's never going to let you go after this, Jihyo has concluded.

#urno1luv #jihyo x reader #jihyo x fem reader #twice x fem reader #twice x reader #twice smut #twice scenarios #kpop scenarios #kpop smut #girl group smut #girl group x female reader

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ghoulfuckersincorporated · 9 months ago

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Prewar!Cooper Howard has a breeding kink because he loves being a dad. He and Barb married and started trying for kids later in life than most folks around them, so much of the sex they had, especially early on, was focused on getting Barb pregnant. If he'd had his way, they would have had a whole litter of children, but hey, sometimes life doesn't work out the way you want. Still, there's the fun of trying, and there was a lot of trying. After the divorce, he's shocked when he meets someone else, and even more shocked when he feels those same urges with you. He's been trained to try and knock one in basically every time, he jokes.

At least, that's what he tells himself.

He's also incredibly possessive, and it drives him wild to think about getting to see you all swollen and filled out with his child. Particularly with you being younger that him; the ugly part of his brain is barking at him to stake a more permanent claim on you every time a guy your age so much as looks your way. Personally, he thinks he's too old to have more kids, but between his secret urges, your forgetfulness when it comes to your pill, and your twin high sex drives, well...sometimes accidents happen.

He'd be over the moon, once he knew you were happy as well (he would also worry about the news potentially being hurtful to Barb, but that'd be an issue for tomorrow). Showing you off in public, knowing that other people see how gorgeous you are and know you fully belong to him, it really gets him going, and you certainly take notice of how amorous he is when you're out together (combined with how vigorously he fucks you when you get home). Thinks you're insanely sexy pregnant and likes to watch you ride him with a big belly. You'd both better be a lot more careful about your contraception after the first baby if you don't want another, because getting to see you that way only makes his kink worse.

The Ghoul has a breeding kink because he's incredibly possessive. It's been literal centuries since he's come across anything in this world that he cares for enough to want to claim it, and you're officially claimed. He wants everyone, including you, to know that you belong to him and only him. Other ghouls can smell him on you much more strongly if he cums inside you, and he enjoys the way filling you full scratches his most primal itch. It's just an added benefit that he's almost positive he can't actually get you pregnant, but...there are records of ghouls reproducing with other ghouls. Haven't stranger things happened?

The little thrill he gets at the idea is just nature trying to take over.

At least, that's what he tells himself.

You'd be hard-up to get him to admit it, but he wants you to need him. He wants an excuse to baby you and pamper you and force you to let him do things for you without the vulnerability of admitting that he wants to do those things for you anyway because he's deeply in love with you.

You complain that your feet hurt during your journey for the day? He'll carry you everywhere you want to go from now until the end of time, if that's what you want. Stomach and appetite troubles? Name whatever you want, he'll find it for you, no matter how many caps he has to pay. Tired? "Of course you're tired, sweetheart. Let's stop for today. Here, sit down. Do you need some water? Eat this, you need some calories. Let me rub your legs and feet for you." It is endless and sort of surreal for you to adjust to.

Speaking of journeys, I think he also secretly wants to settle down a bit. He does already after he meets and falls for you, seeing how much the constant trekking back and forth across the irradiated desert takes out of you, and he definitely would want to do so expeditiously if you were pregnant. It's not like secure places don't exist in this world. He can keep you, and anyone else who may come along, safe just fine.

He'd be afraid to fuck you if you were pregnant, worried that he'll hurt you or make you sick or make something bad happen with the pregnancy. But if you reassure him, maybe beg a little, he'll do his best to make sure your urges are satisfied. Sit on his face and let him slide his tongue through your insanely sensitive folds, lie back and let him fuck you with those agile fingers while he jerks himself off. You'll miss being properly penetrated, badly, but you won't go without.

He wants an excuse to be even more protective of you than usual. Give him a reason to literally pluck men's eyes out for daring to so much as look at you, a reason to never let you out of his sight ever again. If you thought he was ready to commit violence to keep you safe before, you haven't seen anything yet.

I can't imagine it would be easy to have a big family in the Wasteland, but reminding him how much he loves being a dad would certainly have the thought on his mind.

#cooper howard #the ghoul #cooper howard smut #cooper howard x reader #cooper howard x you #cooper howard headcanons #prewar!cooper howard #fallout tv show #fallout prime #ghoulcy #vaultghoul

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linkemon · 5 months ago

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Modern AU 1

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This part contains: Kinich, Mualani and Mavuika.

Kinich

✧ One day a dog stuck to him. On his collar he only had the name: Ajaw. Kinich didn't have the heart to throw him out into the rain and that was a mistake. Since then he has never left him. He is always barking loudly as if he wanted to add something to every statement. When Kinich has guests, he locks him in a separate room and fights so that he doesn't get out in a few minutes.

✧ Kinich is studying botany. He's really good at it. Students in his class say he'll do anything for money. The question is how much money are you willing to spend to have him write a crappy assignment for you or beat up a mean guy (that's a rumor going around...).

✧ In his free time he likes to play Minecraft. Pixel blocks have no secrets for him. He'd be happy to play with you if you have time.

✧ He also likes very extreme climbing. He has been to every possible mountain. However, Kinich never takes his friends there. He always goes on such trips alone.

✧ He is a huge Spider-Man fan. When he was younger, he could be caught with his mask on, pretending to shoot webs.

✧ He keeps a large collection of plants in his room but as he himself says, he does not pay much attention to them.

Mualani

✧ Mualani is a surfer. The sea breeze in her hair and the water surrounding her. That's when she feels alive. On the board, she finds both a literal and a life balance. She will very strongly encourage you to try it. There's nothing better than doing what you love with someone close to you.

✧ She believes in trial and error. You'll fall off the big waves many times but once you get the hang of it, you'll never forget her slightly brutal methods. She has a huge amount of enthusiasm. No matter what field you want to start in, she'll always be rooting for you.

✧ No one knows how it happened but one day she met Kachina on the stairwell and they were inseparable ever since. Even though the girl is much younger than her. They are together practically everywhere and everyone thinks they are sisters, even though they are not related by blood.

✧ Mualani works part-time at a beach goods store. She once found used maracas there, bought them and now takes them out at every opportunity to show them off. She rocks every party, dancing with them.

✧ She loves her aunt very much but she is very sickly. Mualani helps her as much as she can in her spare time.

✧ She will never say no to a bonfire by the sea. If you want to please her, all you have to do is organize one.

Mavuika

✧ Born to be a boss. Owner of a large corporation, which she came to own through her own strength and effort.

✧ A motorcycle enthusiast. She loves to ride through the city streets at night. Her fiery hair seems to light up the darkness around her. Mavuika often spends time this way and you have to like it because she will take you for a ride very often. And without a helmet. All you have to do is hold on to her waist tightly.

✧ She often wears her black outfit, even when there is no obvious reason for it, such as driving. She claims that she looks good in it and it would be a shame to pass up the opportunity to collect a few more compliments. Her most famous flirty technique is to gently slide down her black glasses. 100% effective. Or so she claims.

✧ Mavuika has a whole wall in her room full of trinkets that she got from friends and family. Her loved ones have been dead for quite a while, so she's had a hard time in life. Despite this, she still remembers them and looks at things with a smile. She'll happily tell you about the stories that go with them.

✧ She is very strong. There are rumors that in the evenings she fights with people from local gangs and even the mafia. It is not known how much truth there is in this but it is certain that no one wants to mess with her. She repeats that she does not need protection. She is her own best protection.

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yiichan · 2 months ago

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I'd love to see an almost inverse version of effortlessly- where chan (feels odd to say his name in this context lol) is a submissive stalker- almost pathetic and desperate for the reader to pay attention to him, and by extension, be claimed/posessed by the reader. Think limerence. I'm excited to see what you write next!

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pairings. yandere!sub!chan x top!m!reader (ft. jeonghan & vernon). word count. 2.7k genre. yandere, request, smut.

warnings. obsessive behaviour, manipulation, the (in)famous drunk dino and kneeling jeonghan story, stalking, drunk sex, no protection (pull out game, sorry. please use a condom, people, ik mpreg doesn't happen in reality but you might never know), anal fingering, biting, chan is feral, reader is younger (idk but i feel like lee chan should be a hyung here), oral sex (chan receiving), use of drugs.

writer's notes. it took me a long time to figure out how i should write this. i might have went out of the theme im sorry hehe. normally im all down for bottom chan (esp wonchan or allchan) but i prefer uke male readers (rip my current and future ocs' and readers' asses). i hope that you are satisfied with this, though. let me know about your thoughts through my inbox, the anon who sent this in!

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Chan needs you like a fish needs water.

You are his air, his world, his everything. His heart races wildly every time he catches a glimpse of you walking down the lecture hall.

But his love—no, his obsession—runs far deeper than simple admiration. He knows everything about you: your schedule, your favorite seat in the lecture hall, the snacks you nibble on between classes. He’s memorized the little quirks that make you you—the way you twist your pen between your fingers when lost in thought, the slight tilt of your head as you read, the soft furrow of your brows when something puzzles you.

Before he even realizes it, his phone is in his hand, snapping another photo of you. A snapshot of you deep in thought. Another of you sitting alone at the cafeteria. One of you walking home.

And then, there’s the one that sends his pulse racing the most—a picture of you standing by your window, reaching out to close it.

The pictures are printed and carefully pinned across the walls of his room, a shrine dedicated to you. Chan has convinced himself it isn’t wrong. He’s not hurting anyone, after all. He just wants to keep a part of you close, something to hold onto during the hours you’re out of reach.

But it isn’t enough.

The pictures, the fleeting glimpses of you, the stolen moments he captures through his camera lens—they only feed the growing void inside him. He needs more. He craves more.

He doesn’t just want to watch from the shadows anymore. He wants you to see him. To look at him the way he looks at you. To need him the way he needs you.

You were looking at your phone when you bumped into someone.

“I’m so sorry!” you quickly apologized, boxes tumbling to the ground as papers scattered everywhere. The man you knocked onto the floor coughed, peering up at you with narrowed eyes.

“It’s okay. Could you help me find my glasses, please?” His voice was soft and warm—and your heart skipped a beat. You bent down, quickly retrieving a pair of golden-rimmed glasses from the floor, gathering his scattered papers in the process.

You recognized him.

Lee Chan, from the finance department. He was a popular student—quiet, yet effortlessly attractive.

You held out your hand, and Lee Chan grabbed it, using you to pull himself up from the floor. “Thanks.”

“No worries, I wasn’t looking my way…” You passed the papers back to him, scratching the back of your neck in embarrassment. You were slightly taller than him, and as he stood close, you couldn’t help but notice a faint, sweet strawberry-like scent coming from him.

Your ears burned. What were you thinking?

“It’s fine. I wasn’t paying attention either.” Lee Chan pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose. “Oh, I know you. You’re from the sports department, right?”

“Yeah. You’re Lee Chan, right?” You made a quick bow, which he returned. “I didn’t know someone famous in this college would know someone like me, haha.” You tilted your head, scratching at the back of your neck again.

Lee Chan raised a brow, his tone surprised. “Are you trying to brag or something? You’re famous for that baseball match, you know?”

“Am I?” You laughed. Lee Chan nodded.

“Anyway, I should be on my way.” He glanced at his watch, ready to leave. You eyed the boxes and papers still scattered around, feeling guilty about knocking into him.

“Actually, I can help you, you know?” you said, flexing your toned arms with a grin. Before Lee Chan could protest, you quickly grabbed the heavy boxes from his hands. Seeing that you’d left no room for argument, Lee Chan reluctantly allowed you to carry the boxes for him.

By the time you reached the finance department, you had already started calling him "Chan hyung"—a natural transition since you two were now exchanging phone numbers. The walk had been brief, but there was something about the way Chan kept glancing at you, his lips curling into a small smile every time you caught his gaze, that made the air feel charged, even in the mundanity of it all.

"Thanks for helping me out," Chan said once you reached the door. He paused, the corners of his mouth still lifted in that soft, almost shy smile.

You grinned. "No problem, hyung. I’ll see you around, then?"

He nodded, and you gave him a quick wave before heading back towards the sports department.

From that day onward, Chan was always on your mind. You could almost always smell that intoxicating scent of sweet strawberries whenever you walked down the corridors. You found yourself checking Chan’s social media, or searching for his figure when you passed the finance department.

Chan texted you from time to time—sometimes to congratulate you on a game, other times to ask if you'd be up for a casual coffee. You would invite him to watch your games, eagerly looking for his familiar figure among the crowds.

Until one day, when you got a phone call from him.

You had just finished practice and were washing up at the dorm when your phone rang. Stepping out of the shower with only a towel wrapped around your waist, you quickly checked the caller ID. Your eyes widened when you saw who was calling.

Without hesitation, you answered, putting the phone on loudspeaker as you grabbed another towel to dry your hair. "Chan hyung?" you asked, your voice slightly breathless.

“Hello?” The voice on the other end of the phone was unfamiliar. You frowned, pausing in your actions as you glanced at the screen. The background noise was chaotic—loud music and indistinct chatter. “Sorry, are you Chan’s friend? Could you come pick him up? He’s, uh, really drunk—VERNON! HOLD HIM!—sorry, he’s very, very drunk right now.”

You blinked, your pulse quickening. “Oh.” The unexpected turn of events threw you off balance.

There was a brief pause, and you could hear muffled voices in the background. Whoever was on the phone sounded frazzled. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to freak you out... but he’s not really making any sense right now. He keeps asking for you. Can you come?”

Your hand tightened around the towel at your waist. Chan, drunk? And asking for you? It was a lot to process in a moment. “Uh, yeah, I’ll be there. Just... send me the address.”

The call ended abruptly, and the address was quickly sent to you. You threw on a casual shirt and black pants, grabbed your jacket and wallet, and headed out of the dorm. You hailed a cab and gave the driver the address.

As you neared your destination, you saw three figures standing at the roadside outside a nightclub. You instructed the cab driver to stop and wait for you, then quickly opened the door and rushed over.

Chan was holding onto a lamppost while one man supported him. The other man was kneeling before him, almost as if begging him to let go of the poor pole. You rushed forward, calling out, “Chan hyung!”

Your heart pounded as you neared the scene. The man who had been kneeling quickly stood up, pointing toward you. “He’s here! Chan-ah, please, let go of the lamppost—”

Chan’s head snapped up, his glassy eyes locking onto yours. A small, drunken smile tugged at the corners of his lips, but it seemed distant and unfocused. His grip on the lamppost tightened for a moment before he slowly, shakily let go and staggered toward you. “You... You came,” he slurred, his voice slow and heavy with alcohol.

You instinctively reached out to support him as he wobbled toward you. His breath smelled faintly of alcohol and something else—something sweet, like strawberries. He tried to stand on his own but swayed dangerously, his body pressing too heavily against yours.

The man who had been kneeling sighed in relief, a slight smile on his face. “Thanks for coming. He’s been asking for you for the past half hour. We thought he might knock himself out with the pole at some point.” He sighed, while the other man nodded coolly. You recognized them as Yoon Jeonghan and Vernon Chwe from the marketing department. As Chan leaned heavily on your shoulder, you gave a quick bow to them. “Nice to meet you, sunbaes. I’m—”

“We know you.” Jeonghan gave a dismissive wave of his hand. “You’re the rising star of the baseball team, Cheolie’s most reliable striker. Besides, Channie told us a lot about you.” He sighed at the man currently trying to hide his face in your neck. You quickly wrapped your jacket around him as he tightened his arms around your waist. “I see. Do you have the address to his dorm?”

“About that,” Vernon spoke up. “Chan’s dorm room is undergoing renovations. He’s been crashing at Jeonghan hyung’s place, but since he got drunk, he refused to leave with him. If you don’t mind, could you bring him back to your dorm instead?”

“Sure.” You nodded. Jeonghan looked relieved. “Great, I’ll leave Channie in your hands.” He said, before dragging Vernon off in the opposite direction. You gently guided Chan’s hands off you and led him back to the cab.

By the time the cab reached your dorm, Chan had already fallen asleep. The driver, kind enough to assist, helped you carry Chan onto your back, and you left him a generous tip. Once inside, you laid Chan gently on your bed.

As you straightened up to grab a warm towel, a hand gripped your shirt tightly. You looked down to see Chan staring up at you, a faint blush across his face. “Where are you going?”

“I’m just getting a towel for you, hyung,” you replied, taking in his appearance. Chan wasn’t wearing his usual glasses—his eyes were wide, pupils dark, pulling you in like a siren. You swallowed, suddenly aware of the sweet scent of strawberries filling the room.

“Stay,” Chan insisted, his head tilting slightly to the side. You nodded, a bit dazed, and before you could fully process what was happening, he pulled you onto the bed, positioning himself to straddle you.

When your lips crashed, you froze, your hands laying helplessly at either side of your hips. You could feel Chan grinding on you, his hands gripping your shirt as his lips moulded with yours. When Chan finally pulled away from you to gasp for air, you quickly held him by the waist, stopping his movements. “Hyung… You’re drunk-”

“‘M not drunk,” Chan replied, his hands snaking down your chest. Your face burnt as he reached the hem of your pants, teasingly pulling at the band. “I know what I’m doing.”

“Hyung…” You swallowed. The air thickens as Chan frowned, leaning so close that your noses touched. “You want me to beg you? Please, fuck me?” He growled, grinding harshly at the tent in your pants. You let out a groan, your grip around his waist tightening. “I-”

“I’m giving you permission to put your cock in my ass right now. I like you.” Your eardrums ringed as Chan confesses, one hand pulling up his shirt while the other working on your pants. You choked on your own saliva at the sight of his body, quickly turning your head to the side. “Hyung, sl-slow down.”

Articles of clothing were soon removed, pooling at the ground of your bed. Chan is now lying beneath you, one hand grabbing the sheets as he moaned loudly, his other hand now tightening around your hair. You hollowed your mouth, your tongue flicking against his tip as you gave a harsh suck.

Chan whimpered, arching his back off your sheets as his thighs clamped around your head. You ignored the tightness around your head, your finger working relentlessly on his hole as he thrashed around the sheets, wailing loudly before spilling into your mouth. “Ah…ha…”

The taste of salty musk and sweet strawberries filled your tongue as you lolled them out, letting them spill onto your fingers. Using Chan’s cum and your saliva as lube, you continued to venture in him, earning a loud cry from the older man. “Wait- T-too mu-”

“You were impatient just now, hyung.” You replied, forcing his knees to open for you again. Chan panted, looking at you through his hooded lids and wet hair. His upper body was littered with hickeys and bite marks, his nipples red and swollen. “I’m just giving you what you want.”

You added another finger into him, stretching him out as he moaned your name in earnest. A particular sharp jab of your fingers caused him to arch his back yet again, his eyes rolling into the back of his head. You poked around that soft muscle for a few more times, before pulling your fingers out.

“You…” Chan looked down at you, a confused yet fucked out expression on his face. You stood between his legs, your expression suddenly mortified. “Um, hyung, I don’t have condoms…”

“Just do it raw.” Chan deadpanned, rolling his eyes. He raised his knees up, hanging them over your shoulder and hooking you closer to him. “It’s not like I would get pregnant.”

Your cock twitches at his words and you hummed in reply. “You do know the colour system-”

“Green, now hurry up and fuck m- ah, shit,” You guided your hardness towards his hole, burying in Chan’s warmth with one slow thrust. You could feel him sucking you in as you groaned, pushing gently so as to not hurt him.

Once you bottomed out, Chan’s eyes were unfocused. You leaned downwards to nibble at his swollen lips, and his hand quickly wrapped around your neck, supporting himself. You took this as a sign to continue, and your hips started to move.

Moans and groans bounced off the walls as you rammed Chan into the sheets. Chan felt like a drug, his addictive scent filling your nose and brain as you continued to plant hickeys along the sides of his neck. It didn’t take long for Chan to arch his back again, and so you stopped.

“Wha- Y-” Before Chan could say anything, you flipped him around, still impaled in him. Your hips moved at an unforgiving speed, as Chan could only cry your name out in both pleasure and mercy. “Can’t… Please- close…”

“I’m close too, hyung.” You pressed a gentle kiss on his shoulder, your hand reaching down to grab at his cock. A few lazy tugs and Chan was cumming, his head on your shoulder as he sobbed, falling to the bed. You groaned at the sudden tightness, pulling out before tight ropes of your cum spurt over Chan’s back and ass.

“I’ll clean you up, hyung,” you whispered softly as Chan’s heavy eyelids fluttered with exhaustion. Carefully, you lifted him off the bed, guiding him toward the bathroom.

With patience and gentle coaxing, you managed to shower him with warm water, wash away the remnants of the night, and dry him off. By the time you were done, Chan looked peaceful, dressed in clean clothes, and already half-asleep. You laid him gently on your bed, now fresh with newly changed sheets.

Sliding in beside him, you couldn’t resist wrapping your arms around his resting form. His familiar strawberry-like scent lingered, soothing you as you nuzzled your nose into the crook of his neck.

Contentment swelled in your chest. Tomorrow, you would ask him out on an official date. For now, though, holding him close was more than enough.

bonus:

02:23 a.m.

hannie hyung🐰: so... how did it go? did you get cheol’s favourite junior?

hannie hyung🐰: judging from your lack of response, i guess you got what you want. i really need that strawberry perfume back, you know. besides, if he smells it too often he might get really, like really addicted to it.

hannie hyung🐰: and bononie just cleared out the stash of photos in your dorm, you can bring him back any time.

hannie hyung🐰: we didn't throw it away though, it's at shua's.

hannie hyung🐰: and text me back when you're awake. i can't believe i had to kneel down to you in public, you little freak. do we really have to go all out to that extend?

hannie hyung🐰: hyung loves you, anyway.

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I love my girlfriend

PAIRING : Enhypen hyung line x female Youtuber! Reader

GENRE : fluff, bullet point

Warning : curse words, me rizzing up the reader😔

Word Count : 0.9k overall

Author's Note : this was long overdue☝🏻

Heeseung ☆

you're one of those underrated artists, that are underrated due to one sole reason

it's better to gatekeep a talented artist

yk the way some fans get sad that their favourites are now on everyone's fyp

yeah your fandom in a nutshell

they also thirst over you non stop

I mean you are stunning, gorgeous, beautiful, enchanting

just date me pookie

you used to be a youtuber before the music career fyi

imagine your fans' dilemma (dimension?) when you say out of nowhere that you have a bf

‘guys, my boyfriend sent me this :D’

and it's a silly picture of two cats or smtg

like your fans are fighting a fucking war on twt

and you are like cuddling with hee, listening to unreleased songs

you have no clue of what's going on

meanwhile heeseung…

he's ready to fight the war

posts a picture of you kissing his cheek on your insta story

he makes sure that only 1/4th of his face is visible

to keep his identity anonymous yk

…

your fans find his acc in 15 mins

he panics definitely 😭

tells you his innuendo after you wake up

and you're just like

‘yeah ok, sure’

WHY ARE YOU SO CHILL??

your boyfriend is getting deep fried on twt and you're like ‘el oh el’

dw your fans mean no harm

after a while they're like

‘they're cute tgt ig 😒’

Jay ☆

you're like a cooking channel

STAY W ME IK IT SOUNDS BASIC

you're like a blogger who blew up one day

because you're just soso pretty😻

alright anyways, your channel is focused around learning to cook

it's so chaotic sometimes

bcz you don't know shit about cooking

sorry if you do, let's pretend you don't >.<!!

you have almost killed yourself a dozen times

at some point people are like

‘??? how is she alive’

all thanks to your almost professional chef boyfriend

but no one has to know that ;)

anyways on like a milestone or something, you decide to cook blindfolded

bae you can barely cook with eyes open

your followers are concerned bro

like their blood pressure is rising by the minute

and like a holy light in the midst of the darkness

Jay stepped in, to save you from killing yourself fr this time

Your fans are seriously jumping around, squealing bcz he's just so soft and gentle to you :(((

but then they snap out and pretend to be angry

and you're like ‘meet my boyfie :3’

jk your fans love you two

like almost obsessed

also they're always sliding in Jay's dms

like I get it mans fine af but he's also taken

and also absolutely whipped for you 🤭

it's your world and we're just living in it…

Jake ☆

you are a gamer/streamer

your whole fan base is delusional

like so delusional, there are like hundreds and thousands of accounts claiming to be your bf/gf

but the iconic one ‘ynsboyfie’ is everywhere

like that acc is the most iconic thing in your lore

they are always there, no news of yours goes past them

always donating in your streams

and one day…

you forget to log in your priv acc

so your official acc has the comment

‘babe, you're so sweet ☹️🩷’

replying to ‘YNSBOYFIE’

???

oh your fans are livid

jokingly ofc

or maybe not

everyone on twt is like

‘who is this bitch???’

everyone hoping for his downfall

then you drop his pic

THE SWITCH UP IS INSANE

‘oh, oh, he's fiiine😏’

like I can't blame them, that's jake

but still they're supposed to be your fans

fucking snitches

my bae, pookum shmookum I would never

your fans love him

but also bully him calling him a lewser

hes so down bad he had a fan page for you

i dont blame him, i too would fangirl over you 😼

Sunghoon ☆

you're like a fitness channel

like those ones that have insane challenges

and your famous in people who have no interest in working out too

your face reveal went so viral, almost every single person knew your face

also your workouts (even tho deadly) always work so fast

people are in love with your figure and just you in general

you also upload mini vlogs once in a while

in these vlogs people noticed someone always being around you and in the back of the frame

at first they were like

‘obsessed fan😨’

but then they saw you laughing along with him in another clip

from the small clips, people couldn't see his face (bcz it's blurred) but omg the figure

the biceps, the buff and tall guy immediately steals everyone hearts

it's obvious from the clips that you're close with him

so naturally you are asked who he is and you just laugh

???

people are losing their minds woman

and you're just like ‘hehe’

they continue seeing him in your vlogs and in one clip you could see him putting his hands on your waist while you squat

you have no reaction to that

but twt…

he's getting dragged even though half of the people have no clue what's going on

you decide to take matter in your hands

and post this

with the caption ‘he's my boyfriend everyone :3’

the internet breaks

Sunghoon doesn't do his face reveal for a long time js bcz he doesn't feel like it yk

but when he does

good lord…

your fans love him

they also love how he glares at people who look at you the wrong way

you never notice that for some reason

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airybcby · 2 months ago

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Hi! Here for the More than a married couple (but not lovers) event. That's such a GREAT IDEA!! So sweet😭💖

The character I chose is Michael 🍓🍦

Also kudos to you for starting another event even though you're still writing asks! you're really spoiling us💕

i really enjoyed doing the last event, tysm!!

A Michael Kaiser Strawberry Sundae...

જ⁀♡⊹｡° every version of yourself

♡ a/n — for my more than a married couple event :)

♡ content — michael kaiser x gn! reader, gn! reader, set in a high school so no funny buisness, supposed to be kinda unrequited love?, kaiser's own insecurities, takes you through the length of the simulation, kaiser still plays soccer, kaiser in HS if he wasn't traumatized :))), still cocky though, an little flirty, nickname like 'spouse' used, popular! kaiser, quiet! shy! reader

♡ synopsis — being paired with michael kaiser may be the worst thing to ever happen to you...or so you think

The classroom buzzed with anticipation as the names were called out. Each pair announced felt like a small shockwave in the room, but the real chaos came when your name was read.

“And finally... Michael Kaiser and Y/N.”

The gasps, whispers, and sharp glares that followed made you shrink in your seat. Everyone’s eyes darted between you and the blonde at the back of the room, who leaned lazily against his chair, unfazed.

Kaiser didn’t even look your way. Typical. Why would he? Michael Kaiser wasn’t just a soccer prodigy; he was the center of attention everywhere he went. The school’s golden boy. The one every girl wanted to be paired with. And somehow... you, the average nobody, ended up in the simulation with him.

“Well,” Kaiser said finally, standing and giving a theatrical stretch. He smirked as if this was all a game, his piercing blue eyes sweeping over the room like he’d already won something. “Guess I’ll be seeing a lot more of you.”

Your cheeks burned as laughter rippled through the room. His tone was light, teasing, but it only made the pit in your stomach grow. How were you supposed to survive an entire month living with Michael Kaiser?

The simulation began with a flurry of paperwork and rules. You were handed a key to a mock apartment and a thick packet outlining tasks you’d need to complete as a "couple" to pass. Cooking meals together, managing a budget, planning dates—it all felt bizarre. But the strangest part? Being tied to Michael Kaiser for every waking moment.

The apartment itself was small but cozy. Two bedrooms flanked a shared living space, and the kitchenette barely fit two people at a time. You stood awkwardly by the door as Kaiser strolled in like he owned the place. He dropped his duffel bag on the couch and turned to you with that signature smirk.

“Well, spouse, welcome home,” he drawled, tossing his duffel onto the larger bedroom’s bed without hesitation. “Don’t worry, I won’t invade your room. You’ll have all the space you need to miss me.”

Your brow furrowed. “Pretty confident about claiming the bigger room.”

He shrugged with a grin. “Call it a perk of being me.”

Typical Kaiser. You rolled your eyes but didn’t push it further. How were you supposed to survive an entire month living with someone so… larger than life?

The first week was… manageable, mostly because Kaiser didn’t seem to take the simulation seriously. He’d breeze through tasks with minimal effort, brushing off your attempts at cooperation.

“Budgeting? Just write whatever, I don’t care,” he’d said with a shrug one afternoon.

“Kaiser, we lose points if we don’t do it properly,” you insisted, tapping the form with your pen.

He rolled his eyes but leaned over anyway, closer than necessary, close enough to where his musky cologne made it hard to think. He hummed as he glanced at the page. “Fine. Put down ‘caviar’ and ‘gold-encrusted steak.’ That’ll impress the evaluators.”

You glared at him, but he just laughed. It was infuriating, how easy everything seemed to him.

Still, there were glimpses of something more.

Like the time you cooked dinner together. It was one of the mandatory tasks, and Kaiser insisted on doing as little as possible—until you nearly sliced your hand while chopping vegetables.

“Careful!” He grabbed your wrist, his touch surprisingly gentle. For a moment, his usual bravado disappeared, replaced by something softer.

You were shocked, but not by his sudden loudness or his worry. No, you were shocked by watching the point value on your living room wall go up.

Oh so being a decent person and taking care of someone got you points? How silly...kind of.

“I’m fine,” you mumbled, pulling away.

“Yeah, well, try not to bleed all over the food. I’m not eating anything with extra seasoning,” he teased, smirking as he handed you a safer task.

And just like that, the moment was gone.

By the second week, you started to notice cracks in his perfect façade.

It happened late one night when you couldn’t sleep. You wandered into the living room to grab some water, only to find Kaiser sitting by the window, staring out at the city lights. His usual confident posture was gone, replaced by something almost… scared, like a child that's been missing their mother just a little too long.

“Couldn’t sleep either?” you asked hesitantly.

What were you doing? Yes, this project required interacting with each other, but you could have ignored him.

What was it about Michael Kaiser that made you act so...unlike yourself?

He didn’t answer right away, his profile illuminated by the faint glow of the streetlamps. Finally, he spoke. “Do you ever feel like people only see what they want to see?”

You blinked. “What do you mean?”

He glanced at you then, his blue eyes unreadable. “Forget it. Go back to bed.”

But you couldn’t forget it. The question lingered, and for the first time, you wondered if Michael Kaiser—the golden boy everyone adored—might be lonelier than he let on.

Things began to shift in the third week.

It was subtle at first. The way Kaiser’s teasing softened, the way he started helping more with the tasks instead of leaving everything to you. He even started calling you by your name instead of “spouse” or other mocking nicknames.

And then there were the moments where he’d look at you—not with the cocky smirk he wore like armor, but with something quieter, almost vulnerable.

You didn’t know what to make of it. You’d spent so long nursing your one-sided crush, convinced he’d never see you the way you saw him. And maybe he didn’t. Maybe you were imagining things.

But then came the final task: planning a “date night.”

You went all out, wanting to ace the simulation. You planned a picnic under the stars, complete with fairy lights and a playlist of soft, dreamy songs. Kaiser didn’t seem particularly invested at first, but when he saw the setup, his eyes lit up with genuine surprise.

“You did all this?” he asked, looking almost impressed.

You shrugged, trying to play it cool, but probably just looking like a dork who took this a little too seriously, “It’s for the grade.”

“Right,” he said, though his tone was softer than usual. And for a moment, Michael Kaiser looked truly upset by what you said...but why?

The night was quiet and peaceful, the two of you sitting side by side on the blanket. For once, Kaiser wasn’t filling the silence with jokes or teasing remarks. Instead, he turned to you, his expression uncharacteristically serious.

“You’re not what I expected,” he said suddenly.

You blinked. “What’s that supposed to mean?”

“I thought this whole thing would be a waste of time,” he admitted. “But… you’re different. You’re real.”

Your heart skipped a beat. “Michael…”

He smirked then, but it didn’t reach his eyes. “Don’t look at me like that. You’ll give me the wrong idea.”

But maybe, just maybe, the idea wasn’t so wrong after all.

The final week of the simulation was a blur of evaluations and last-minute tasks, but something had shifted irrevocably between you and Kaiser. He wasn’t just the golden boy anymore. He was Michael—arrogant, infuriating, but also thoughtful and surprisingly kind in his own way.

On the last night in the apartment, you found yourself standing in the kitchen, packing up your things. Kaiser leaned against the counter, watching you with an unreadable expression.

“So, this is it, huh?” he said, his voice unusually quiet as he stared into the almost empty cabinet, only filled with the stupid matching couples cups he got after an argument that lost you two points in the first week.

“Yeah,” you said, not trusting yourself to say more. What else could you say? 'Oh Michael, I love you and expect you to marry me!'

You'd rather die than be shot down like that.

He hesitated, then reached out to tilt your chin up, forcing you to meet his gaze. “You know,” he said softly, “you’re kind of impossible to forget.”

Your breath hitched. “Michael—”

“Don’t,” he said, his smirk returning, though his eyes betrayed something deeper. “I’ll see you around, yeah?”

And just like that, he was gone.

Leaving those stupid cups behind.

Graduation loomed over you like a terrifying monster. It'd been a week since you'd spoken to Kaiser, both of you being too absorbed in your own lives. But you couldn’t shake the feeling that something had been left unsaid. Until one day, days later, you found a note slipped into your locker. It was short, written in Kaiser’s unmistakable scrawl:

"I wasn’t joking when I said you were impossible to forget. Let me prove it. Dinner?"

Your heart raced as you read the words. Maybe, just maybe, the idea wasn’t so wrong after all.

this was the first one i wrote for this event so i hope this layout is okay!

i hope you liked it!

likes, comments, and reblogs are appreciated!

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