#it’s so confusing from what I’ve seen but i can imagine him figuring it out and being like oh it’s simple and proceeding to explain

[slushi-chan]

I wish Spencer wasn’t a technophobe I’d love to show him 5D chess with multiverse time travel I don’t even own it but I’d buy it on steam to make him play

[mywritersmind]

DO NOT DISTURB - LN4

summary : In which an early morning surprise comes in the form of Max Verstappen staring at his little sister in his rivals jacket.

listen up : swearing! maxverstappenssister!reader

words : 982

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The constant banging on the door woke me up with a groan. I didn’t think before slipping out of bed, rubbing my eyes and slumping my way to the door to see dare bother me so early. I put the do not disturb on last night!

I twisted the handle, running a hand through my hair and peak my head out. Now, you know that feeling when your stomach drops on a rollarcoater? When you’re driving a little too fast and slam your foot on the break because you are not going to make that light? That feeling that you get when you get caught.

I immediately regret it.

I immediately regret it because my brother is staring at me, his mouth open and his eyes wide. I try to slam the door shut because in my groggy haze, I forgot that i’m not in my room.

The feeling of Lando’s jacket on me suddenly takes over as I scream and push my back against the door. Max fights back instantly, not letting it close as I struggle to hold him off.

“What the fuck!?” He bangs on the door, “Y/n!?”

My eyes go to the bed where a lazy figure sits up, clearly confused until Max pushes the door open, my heels dragging on the floor in a last ditch attempt to stop him.

“Shit.” Is all Lando says, practically falling out of bed and standing up. He’s in pajama pants only and normally I would grin stupidly at his naked chest but i’m pretty sure i’m about to be murdered.

“Yeah, Shit!” Max slams the door behind him as I back away quickly, “Someone better start talking!”

See, I didn’t mean to start hooking up with my brother's rival/friend! But Lando Norris had his eyes set on me and even though at the time I thought it was just for bragging rights or a one night stand, he kept coming back.

“Um…” Lando’s voice is still scratchy from sleep as he looks at me, panicked.

“We’re dating!” I say quickly as Lando’s eyes get wide and he takes a step back. Max steps forward, something new that i’ve never seen on his face. He seems to try to find words, opening and closing his mouth a hundred times with hand gestures to match.

He stops, slapping his hand against his mouth, “I told you to stay away you little-” He screams at Lando and I suddenly wonder if he’s woken up the whole floor.

“I tried but your sisters hot, mate…” This gets Lando slammed up against the wall with a bloody grin on his face.

“Lando!” I scream, not because I'm scared for him, but because he’s being a little shit about it.

He’s wanted to tell Max for months and at times, I did too! Most of our friends our suspicious or completely know but Max is my brother. And a very protective one at that.

Hence, my boyfriend slammed against a wall.

“I will fucking destroy you, Norris.”

“Go ahead, Max. But when you do I want you to imagine me coming home to a Verstappen who really likes and pittys me.” Fucking hell he’s a complete cunt and I have to pretend it’s not hot as hell.

“Will you two stop!?” Is all I say when I see Max genuinely raise a fist! He backs away from Lando and starts pacing. I look at my curly haired who has a cheeky grin on his face. “Shut it.” I mumble and come closer to my brother.

“I can’t believe you didn’t tell me!” He looks at me and it’s the first time I realize he might be genuinely hurt.

“I knew you’d react like this.” I cross my arms, getting embarrassed that my big brother is disappointed in me.

“No, I reacted like this because I came to my friend's hotel room only to find my baby sister in his clothes!” Okay so maybe I should have told him earlier…

“It’s my fault, I didn’t want to tell.” Lando cuts in.

“No, don’t.” I groan, hating taking responsibility for my own actions, “Lando wanted to tell you. He did, actually! You both may have been piss drunk but still, he really wanted to.”

“Like me more now?” I can hear the smile in Lando’s voice as my brother blinks.

“No.”

“Anyway!” I eye Lando, “We’re dating. And I know I should have told you and you’re probably pissed-”

“Definitely pissed!” Max cuts in.

“But, I really like him.” I'm actually in love with him but I think that would make Max have a heart attack.

“You.” Max points to Lando who’s eyes widen, “You ever hurt her, Please remember that we have the same job, with the same danger, except i’ve been doing this a lot longer than you. I can play anything off as a track accident.”

Lando’s face drops as he looks to me, “Did he just threaten to kill me?” I smile and nod, “You Verstappens…”

“You threaten him before?”

I nod, “All the time.”

“Good.” Max lets out a dry laugh, walking towards the door. “I’m still pissed so don’t get any ideas about PDA around me, ever!” He pointedly says to Lando. “Ugh ew, I hate you both.”

“Love you too, Maxie.” I say with a smile and a sigh of relief.

“Hey, Max.” Lando walks up behind me and I'm already worried. My brother turns, his hand on the door, “While we’re here… we have another surprise.” Lando slips his hands over his jacket, holding my stomach. I slam my foot on his as he laughs and my brother looks at us with murder in his eyes.

I can’t help but laugh, leaning back into Lando as he holds me tighter. “Go back to your room, he’s a dick, I know!”

Then, Max does something I completely didn’t expect. He smiles.

[ozzgin]

Request/Idea-

Male Yandere Lawyer x Female Embroider Reader (a lady who works as a tailor is fine too)

Imagine a man falling head over heels for that newly employed lady who hand embroiders beautiful handkerchiefs in a luxury shop he visits to get his custom suits! And he just trying to coax her into dating him, marrying him, and becoming his stay at home wife (and mother of his children eventually) 🥰🤭

Age difference? I need some DILF Daddy energy more in my life (but don’t make him an actual father…yet)

P.S. I adore your OCs and writing. And your artwork is way too fucking good! You’re art is just *chef’s kiss* infuckingcredible

-👘

Yandere!Lawyer x Embroiderer!Reader Headcanons

Ooh, you know what this reminds me of? I have a yaoi volume from Scarlet Beriko, “Queen and the tailor”, about an interior designer that visits a legendary tailor whose suits will supposedly help you achieve success. The tailor turns out to be a scary looking, blunt man but nonetheless extremely talented. I liked the premise a lot, so it’s definitely interesting to try out a different perspective. In this case I have the image of a patient, soft-spoken reader and a hurried, short tempered lawyer. Comically different but in a way that eventually works out, you know? Also thank you for the kind words! Featuring a Reader that is blissfully unaware the lawyer she just stared dating has their entire life together already sorted out. Content: female reader, age gap, older yandere, obsessive behavior

Your eyes begin to hurt mildly, so you look out the window and blink repeatedly, trying to refresh your poor sight. Such detailed works always strain you terribly, but you love seeing the finished result. Others must, too, given your handkerchiefs are often sold out the very same day. Right before your needle pierces the silk canvas anew, the door opens with a burst and you jolt. An older man in a suit, arguing loudly over the phone. He’s drumming his fingers over the counter, eyes darting around in search for an attendant. You know the type quite well, so you hurry over with the hoop still in your hand. “Might I help you with anything?” You mouth discreetly. He turns to you, stares for a couple of seconds, and promptly ends his call.

Out of all the places, he certainly didn’t expect regretting his rusty, unpolished flirting skills in a luxury tailor shop. Yet here he is now, clumsily mumbling something about his new suit he’s come to pick up and wondering how to connect that with your number. The name’s the easy part, as it’s neatly and conveniently printed out on the little badge pinned to your collar. Everything else, not so much. You excuse yourself and return moments later with his order. Shit. You tilt your head, confused by the delayed response, worrying whether you forgot something. Next time. He’ll figure it out for sure next time he comes here.

If there’s one good thing about his career, it’s that his eyes have been trained to spot every detail. For example the embroidery hoop you gently held while speaking to him, so he knows exactly what his next custom order will be. Truth be told, he didn’t anticipate your popularity and long waiting times, but a calculated raised tone with a sprinkle of intimidation has convinced the employee to assign him to you as earliest priority. Whether he can flirt remains to be seen, but arguing with others? Child’s play.

“Thank you for coming again today.” You bow slightly and extend the gift bag. “Although, I must say…I’ve never seen you using these before. What has caused your sudden interest in handkerchiefs?” Rather bold of you to begin such conversations, but your curiosity is too great. No matter how hard you try, you can’t imagine why a blunt, nonchalant man like him would abruptly become passionate about embroidery. A lover? You smile faintly at the idea. Whoever it is, they’ve taken quite the challenge upon themselves. The lawyer frowns at the inquiry. It seems you’re just as observant as him. Maybe this shall be the pretext he can finally cling onto. So he presents it in the factual truth you’d hear in a courthouse: it’s his excuse to see you. You raise your eyebrows in surprise. Well now, isn’t it just silly? He could’ve simply asked. Buying countless expensive handmade items instead of plainly confessing his intentions…He stumbles, flustered. The same man whose ruthless reputation has even reached your humble ears is anxiously awaiting your response with a deep blush on his face.

The childlike innocence doesn’t last long. You’ve agreed to date him and that’s great, but he’s a man with little time that has known exactly what he wants for many years. When he laid his eyes on you he didn’t imagine cheesy coffee dates as you discuss your favorite color and cautiously breach the topic of intimacy. What’s the point? He’s already certain he’ll spend the rest of his life with you. Skip the unnecessary steps. On the other hand, you’re not as cooperative as he’d wish. Truly, the tangible proof that opposites attract. You’re always calm and take your time with everything. It’s almost frustrating how easygoing you are. When asked when you’re moving in with him, you just smiled and wondered out loud what could be wrong with your small studio above the shop. Marriage? Good question, you never thought about it.

Oh, the irony. Last time a client was being particularly difficult, your lawyer boyfriend pulled him out by the collar under the mortified stares of the other attendants and shoppers. The exact attitude he himself would’ve shown before, yet this time it’s different. Of course it is, it involves you. His thin patience runs out if it’s you. That’s all there is to it. Can you blame a man for following his heart? They say you should always chase your dreams; he prefers hunting them down efficiently, and the shotgun is pointed in your direction. His sweet, exquisite prey he can never get enough of.

Finally you agree to move in with him. Your hesitation was maddening and he’d started coming up with downright psychotic alternatives to convince you, such as your studio burning down after a vicious attack of some unknown hooligans. So it was rather wise of you not to push someone that knows the law like the back of his hand, even if you aren’t aware of it yet. He enthusiastically guides you around your new forever home, omitting unimportant details. The spare office he emptied for a future nursery? You’ll get to that later.

He can’t wait to spoil you. See, that’s the advantage of dating an older man. He’s gotten his life sorted out a long time ago. All that was left was finding you. You just need to be a darling and behave. He knows you will. After all, you’re his talented little embroideress that won’t have to worry about anything else ever again.

[kxsagi]

waiitttt imagine going panty shopping w the bllk boys 🤭🤭 do you think they'd be shy ?? lolll

“𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐯𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐚’𝐬 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭”

a/n: okay so i made this a little bit more of them like shopping in victoria’s secret for the first time since you’re their first and only gf (headcanon edition) + they pay for everything

i am literally OBSESSED with that store, at the mall, i can barely hold myself back from going in there and coming out with the cute pink striped shopping bag omg my bank account 💔

ft. isagi yoichi, bachira meguru, itoshi rin, chigiri hyoma, shidou ryusei, kaiser michael, karasu tabito, itoshi sae

𝐢𝐬𝐚𝐠𝐢 𝐲𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐢 - “𝐛𝐥𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐞𝐬𝐬”

walking into the store, he’s confident, cool, and calm, until he spots the rows of lacy lingerie and cutesy sets. his face immediately turns bright red, and it’s like someone hit the pause button on his entire personality.

for the rest of the trip, he awkwardly stares at the ceiling, suddenly fascinated by the decorative lights or the patterns in the floor tiles, anything to avoid looking at the lacy wonders around him. the moment you hold up something a little suggestive and ask, “what do you think, love?” he’s already looking anywhere but at you.

inside, he’s probably dying from the sheer embarrassment, but he keeps trying to act like this is completely normal, which only makes the whole thing more adorable.

𝐁𝐎𝐍𝐔𝐒: “𝐰𝐡𝐲 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐭𝐲𝐩𝐞𝐬?!”

you know he’s out of his depth when he stares at the wall of bras like it’s a puzzle he’s been trying to solve for years.

“wait, there’s a difference between balconette, demi, and full coverage?!” he whispers to you, clearly panicking at the sheer variety of options. he’s desperately trying to keep up with all the terminology, but it’s all too much.

at this point, he’s holding one bra like he’s trying to figure out the meaning of life. you can’t help but laugh at how lost he looks, but you’re also secretly proud of him for wanting to learn, even if he’s completely confused.

𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐚 𝐦𝐞𝐠𝐮𝐫𝐮 - “𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐮𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐭”

he walks in and immediately takes control of the situation by grabbing every single piece you hand him. you’re planning on picking out a few things, but he’s already holding onto three bags before you’ve even made it past the first section.

when you tease him about it, he just shrugs it off with a smile like, "i’ve got it, angel. i’m your personal shopper today." you have to admit, it’s kind of adorable how he’s fully committed to the cause, even if he’s holding onto a bunch of pink totes and looking a little silly.

the best part? he insists on carrying everything for you, even if you don’t need the help. he’s happy to be there, even if it means looking like a fashion-forward mule with a ton of shopping bags hanging off his arms. 

𝐁𝐎𝐍𝐔𝐒: “𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐝 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝”

the best part? after checking out, he’s walking through the mall with a proud grin on his face, holding that pink victoria’s secret bag like it’s a badge of honor.

he’s lowkey hoping someone will ask what he bought just so he can proudly say, “i went shopping for lingerie with my girlfriend,” with a completely unapologetic smile.

at this point, he’s way too happy about the experience, walking a little taller, chest puffed out, and feeling like he’s just won boyfriend of the year. you can tell by the way he’s grinning that he’ll remember this trip as a highlight of your relationship.

𝐢𝐭𝐨𝐬𝐡𝐢 𝐫𝐢𝐧 - “𝐟𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞, 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐩𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐜”

the first few minutes are easy: he's walking around like a chill boyfriend, checking out some of the bras on the wall, pretending he’s seen it all before. but the minute you turn a corner and step into the section with more daring pieces, like the push-up bras or the sheer lace sets, his entire demeanor shifts.

he tries to act casual and aloof, his hands in his pockets, trying to act like he’s totally unfazed by all the… suggestive material surrounding him. but his eyes? his eyes are darting around like he's trying not to be caught sneaking a peek at the more revealing items.

he even tries to start up a casual conversation with you about something completely unrelated, like “did you hear of that new horror movie that just released?” just to avoid the possibility of you catching him staring a little too long at a satin thong. 

𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐢 𝐡𝐲𝐨𝐦𝐚 - “𝐟𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐨𝐝𝐞”

once he realizes how much fun he’s actually having, he falls into consultant mode. you're holding up a few items, and suddenly, he’s transformed into the perfect mix of fashion expert and personal cheerleader.

“hmm, the lace on this one is nice, but i think this other one is more you,” he says, pointing to another set with a thoughtful look. “you should definitely try this one on.”

he’s genuinely focused, comparing different cuts, colors, and fabrics like he’s running an intimate fashion show in his head. you can't help but laugh because you weren’t expecting him to take this so seriously. but he loves seeing you happy, and if giving his fashion opinion means you walk out with a set you adore, then he’s in it to win it.

𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐝𝐨𝐮 𝐫𝐲𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐢 - “𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐤𝐞𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐮𝐧”

at some point, he starts to enjoy himself. you might be the one shopping for lingerie, but now he’s fully invested in your shopping experience.

suddenly, he’s holding up all sorts of things with exaggerated flair, like an over-the-top stylist. “you should totally get this satin robe. imagine how gorgeous you’d look in it,” he says with a playful grin, picturing you in it already.

he's not even pretending to be disinterested anymore, he's genuinely enjoying picking out things with you, helping you mix and match, and giving you encouraging compliments as you try on outfits.

𝐤𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐞𝐥 - “𝐚 𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐚𝐜𝐞”

after a few minutes of nervousness, he gets comfortable in the store and flips into playful mode. you’re picking out a few things, and he spots a push-up bra on a nearby shelf. with a mischievous smirk, he picks it up, walks over to you, and holds it up to your chest with a teasing grin.

“you don’t even need these, schatz,” he says, grinning like a little devil, and before you can even respond, he’s mockingly cupping your chest as if to make a point.

you swat him away in embarrassment, but he just laughs at how flustered you’re getting. you can’t help but smile too, because underneath all his teasing, there’s that glint in his eyes that shows just how much he loves making you laugh.

𝐤𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐬𝐮 𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐢𝐭𝐨 - “𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐛𝐲𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐯𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐦”

just when you think things are going smoothly, a sales associate approaches to offer help. your boyfriend, now standing a bit too close to the lacy underwear section, freezes like a deer caught in headlights.

the associate turns to him with a smile and asks, “can i help you find anything, sir?” and without missing a beat, he awkwardly stutters, “oh, uh, no, i’m just… here,” his voice trailing off.

he then tries to backpedal without looking too suspicious, but ends up bumping into a table of thongs, knocking over a display in a clumsy panic, which only makes him blush harder. it’s as if the universe is conspiring against him. 

𝐢𝐭𝐨𝐬𝐡𝐢 𝐬𝐚𝐞 - “𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐯 𝐦𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭”

you’re looking through a few brilliantly colored lace sets when he casually picks up a random pair of lacy panties. he looks at them for a moment, clearly thinking, “maybe this would look nice on her.” but then, he suddenly realizes he’s holding them up like a creep.

his eyes widen in absolute horror, and he practically flings them back onto the table, face bright red. he looks around quickly to see if anyone saw his embarrassing slip-up, only to find you watching with a small smirk.

“did you just...?” you tease, and he looks so mortified that it’s almost too cute. but hey, it’s still adorable how flustered he gets, even though he’s just trying to be sweet. 

© 𝐤𝐱𝐬𝐚𝐠𝐢

[songbirdseung]

sneaky / park sunghoon

where your secret not so secret boyfriend climbs through your window to see you after a long time genre fluff, est. relationship, tsundere bf hoon

it was a little past 10 pm, and you were sitting at your desk, drowning in notes, your room dimly lit by the soft glow of your bedside lamp. you were trying to stay focused, but the exhaustion from your long day was creeping in, making it hard to concentrate. the house was eerily quiet, with your parents having gone to bed hours ago. it wasn’t unusual for you to stay up late working, but tonight felt particularly tedious, like time was dragging.

just as you leaned back in your chair, contemplating whether to call it a night, a faint tapping sound came from the direction of your window. your head shot up, eyebrows furrowed in confusion. the noise came again, a little louder this time. cautiously, you stood up and walked over, pulling back the curtains. your eyes widened in shock when you saw a familiar figure standing on the narrow ledge outside your window—sunghoon, grinning like he hadn’t just risked his life to climb up there.

you immediately opened the window, allowing him to slip inside with a little too much ease. “what the hell are you doing here?” you whisper-yelled, trying to keep your voice down so you didn’t wake your parents. “are you crazy?”

“what does it look like i’m doing? i’m here to see you,” sunghoon replied casually, brushing off his jacket as if it were no big deal.

“yeah, i can see that, but you’re climbing through my window? at 10 pm?” you gave him an incredulous look, shutting the window behind him.

he smirked, clearly amused by your panic. “relax, i’ve done this before. it’s not like your parents are gonna check your room.”

“i don’t care! if they catch you, we’re both dead!” you hissed, crossing your arms. you couldn’t believe he thought sneaking into your room was some normal, everyday thing.

sunghoon just shrugged, kicking off his shoes and making his way to your bed. he flopped down onto it with a dramatic sigh, stretching out like he owned the place. “you’re overreacting. besides, i haven’t seen you in weeks. aren’t you happy to see me?”

you rolled your eyes but felt a flutter of warmth in your chest. sure, you were frustrated, but deep down, you were more than a little excited that he had gone through all this trouble just to see you. “well, yeah, i’m happy to see you, but this isn’t exactly how i imagined it.”

he chuckled, propping himself up on his elbows to look at you. “how did you imagine it then? me walking through your front door with a bouquet of flowers?”

“something like that,” you muttered, still shaking your head at his recklessness. “you really are unbelievable.”

“hey, i’m nothing if not creative,” he said, shooting you a playful wink. “come on, you can’t say this isn’t romantic.”

“it’s something,” you admitted with a small smile, trying to stay mad but failing miserably. “but seriously, what if someone sees you?”

“no one’s gonna see me. i’m practically a ninja,” he teased, making himself more comfortable on your bed. “besides, it’s not like i was gonna just sit at home all night. i had to come see you.”

you let out a sigh, unable to fight the grin forming on your lips. “you’re impossible.”

“and yet, you’re still dating me,” he shot back, his voice full of smugness.

you shook your head, walking over to your desk. “yeah, because i clearly have terrible taste in men.”

“hey, now,” sunghoon said, sitting up on your bed and giving you a mock-offended look. “that’s not what you said the last time we hung out.”

you laughed, glancing over your shoulder at him. “okay, maybe not, but that doesn’t mean you’re off the hook for climbing up my window like a maniac.”

“aww, c’mon, don’t be like that,” he pouted, scooting over and patting the space next to him. “i’m here now, so just come cuddle with me. you can finish your work later.”

“sunghoon, i have a paper due,” you protested, even though the idea of snuggling up with him sounded way more appealing than continuing to work.

“you’ve been working all night,” he countered, tugging at your arm until you reluctantly joined him on the bed. “just take a break. you deserve it.”

you sighed but let yourself relax into his embrace, resting your head on his shoulder. “you’re lucky you’re cute, otherwise i’d kick you out right now.”

he let out a low chuckle, wrapping his arms around you. “i know. i’m irresistible.”

you scoffed, shaking your head. “you really don’t give up, do you?”

“nope,” he said, popping the ‘p’ with a smug grin on his face.

the two of you settled into a comfortable silence, your bodies fitting together as if you hadn’t been apart for weeks. you missed this—the simplicity of being close, without the pressures of schedules and distance getting in the way. sunghoon was never the best at showing his emotions, but moments like this, where he went out of his way to be with you, spoke louder than words ever could.

after a while, you glanced up at him. “i still can’t believe you did this. i mean, this isn’t exactly your thing.”

sunghoon smirked down at you, one eyebrow quirking up. “what do you mean by that?”

you gave him a teasing look. “you know, the whole sneaking into my room, rom-com style. usually, you’re more… stoic.”

“are you saying i’m not romantic?” he asked, pretending to be offended.

“i’m just saying it’s new,” you teased, poking his side.

he let out a soft scoff, but there was a hint of amusement in his eyes. “just because i’m not cheesy doesn’t mean i can’t pull off the occasional grand gesture.”

“grand gesture, huh? sneaking through my window at 10 pm counts as a ‘grand gesture’ now?”

“absolutely,” he replied, his tone confident. “i risked my life climbing up here. i’d say that’s pretty impressive.”

you laughed, shaking your head. “okay, okay, i’ll give you that one. but you better not make this a habit.”

“no promises,” he said, his lips curling into a smirk. “i might just have to keep surprising you.”

you rolled your eyes, but the warmth in your chest was undeniable. “fine. but next time, use the front door.”

sunghoon chuckled, pulling you closer. “we’ll see.”

the two of you lay there for a while, the soft hum of the night filling the room. eventually, you broke the comfortable silence, looking up at him with a playful pout. “you know, you still haven’t apologized for giving me a heart attack by showing up out of nowhere.”

“apologized?” sunghoon raised an eyebrow, his tone full of faux innocence. “why would i apologize for being the best boyfriend ever?”

you huffed, nudging him with your elbow. “i think i deserve an apology. and maybe some kisses to make up for it.”

he smirked, leaning down to press a quick kiss to your lips. “fine, but only because you’re so needy.”

you laughed, tugging him back down for another kiss. “sure, hoon. whatever helps you sleep at night.”

he rolled his eyes but didn’t pull away, his lips lingering on yours for a little longer this time. “you’re lucky i like you,” he muttered, though the warmth in his eyes gave away more than he’d ever admit.

“i know,” you teased, pressing one more kiss to his cheek. “and i’m lucky you’re crazy enough to climb through my window just to see me.”

“yeah, well,” he said, his voice dropping to a soft murmur, “i’d do it again in a heartbeat.”

[revelboo]

Just wanted to drop in and say I’ve been absolutely in love with your ‘A lifeless ordinary’ and ‘Give Up/Give’ series, like they’re sooo—- delicious?? Like I want to eat them both, or put it in a blender and drink it. Im not good with my words, but just know I appreciate you and your works, which also includes ‘Everything Is Alright”, CAUSE GODDAMN I LOVE IT ALLLLLLL.

Make sure to not burn yourself out as well, we all love you. <<<333333

Y’all are too sweet

A Lifeless Ordinary Pt 22

Scavengers x Reader

• Uncomfortably aware that apparently the fact that you didn’t shut down Misfire’s attempts to convince Spinister to share you have gotten around to all of the Scavengers, you’re not sure what to make of the extra, overwhelming attention. Especially from Crankcase and Misfire. Almost positive that Misfire at least sees you as a conquest of the ‘fragged an alien’ variety, something he can check off a bucket list. Crankcase, you haven’t been able to figure out why he’s interested, though it could just be curiosity. Fulcrum can’t seem to meet your eyes now, too mortified that he’d seen Spinister and you going at it like bunnies. And since Spin gets distracted easily, he’s not the best protector to hide you from Misfire. “Did you know Seekers can frag in the air?” Misfire asks, flashing his denta at you. “It’s a rush especially in a free fall.”

• And you just stare up at him, face getting redder. Wings flaring out slightly to show them off he reaches to slide a servo against your arm. Imagining being inside you, spike stroking urgently as you wrap around him, clinging to him and counting on him to fly for both of you. To watch over you and have you. “I mean that’s the ultimate show of trust for Seekers,” he adds when you’re silent and his servo slides to your thigh remembering the sound of you and Spin rutting. How many times has he laid on his berth and stroked his spike imagining the sounds you’d made? Do you even understand what he’s offering? Not just sex, but a mating. A mate.

• What are you supposed to say to that? “I don’t really like heights,” you manage, flustered when his servo runs over your knee and tries to slide between your thighs and then you’re up, darting across the console to Krok and safety. Hear Crankcase laughing as you flee and Misfire growling something at him, sounding annoyed. How’d you end up in this situation? Spin is sweet even though most of the time he’s a bit confused, but you’ve seen him laser focused and coherent when asked something medical related. Hadn’t really meant to end up in a relationship with him, though. If it’s even that. You have no idea what you are to the medic. Had he just been horny? You’re pretty sure Misfire is. Sitting near Krok’s hand as he pilots the ship, you groan and hide your face in your hands. Maybe you should just cave and sleep with all of them so they’ll chill out some? Because you’re painfully aware of this new, awkward tension among everyone. Know they all have to feel it, too. Except your sweet, oblivious dummy.

• Leaning an elbow on Misfire’s end of the console, Crankcase flicks one of his wings. “What? You going to sulk because your patented charm didn’t work?” Because watching him get shot down when he’d been so confident he’d be the next to claim you is hysterical. And his buddy scowls up at him, wings flicking. “Seekers frag flying,” he teases and Misfire hissed softly through his denta in warning as his servos flex and curl into fists. “I mean, come on. That was just sad. Desperate.”

• Venting tiredly when Misfire launches himself at Crankcase, Krok switches the controls to autopilot and reaches to scoop you up, cradling you against his chassis as he moves to get clear of the brawling idiots. Not even surprised when Spinister’s head lifts with a confused ‘fight’ and he tackles both of the other two. Joining in even though he probably has no clue what the fight is even about. Cupping your warmth against himself, feeling your heart racing, he heads into the rec room with you to find both of you some fuel. “Don’t worry, they won’t hurt each other too bad,” he mutters when you look worriedly up at him. You’d run to him for protection. Not Spinister and he isn’t sure what to make of that. Except that you do have some self preservation instincts. It doesn’t meant anything more than that. Even if he almost wants it to. Likes having you with them, having someone trust him and believe in him. After what had happened to his last team, he needs this.

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Vogue

Prohero! Dynamight x Supermodel! Reader

Not really edited. No plot, just fluff.

“We’re just waiting for the car. It should be here any minute,” you hum into the phone, leaning casually against the kitchen island. The elegant outfit you’re wearing—a thoughtful gift from your in-laws—hugs your figure perfectly. The Bakugo's were ecstatic when Katsuki told them their daughter-in-law would be gracing the cover of Vogue.

The sound of heavy footsteps thundering down the stairs echoes through the house, followed by your husband’s voice calling out to you. You straighten up, pressing a finger to your lips to signal for him to keep quiet. His eyes narrow in annoyance as you turn your back on him, trying to refocus on your conversation with Momo.

“I’ll talk to his parents and see how they feel about that,” you say, struggling to concentrate as strong arms wrap around your waist, pulling you closer. Soft, peppery kisses trail along your neck, you squirm, attempting to pull away, but your husband’s grip tightens.

“The car’s here! Gotta go, bye!” you squeak, hurriedly ending the call as his lips continue their relentless assault on your senses.

You twist in his embrace, playfully pushing him away. “You're worse than a puppy.” you tease, crinkling your nose.

He smirks, pulling you closer to him again. “I'm no puppy.” His eyes sparkle with mischief as he tilts his head. “Have you seen my bite?”

“It's not worse than your bark.” you counter, looping your arms around his neck. “What’s so important that you had to interrupt my call?”

He lets out a dramatic sigh. “I'm not sure we should go out tonight." A confused look crosses your face while his fingers trace light patterns on your back. “You look way to good baby. Seriously, I think it's safer this way.”

You laugh softly, leaning your forehead against his. “You say that every time we go out. Do you want me to change?”

“Fuck no.” he mumbles before kissing you, his expression turning serious as he brushes a strand of hair behind your ear. “Are you okay? You seemed stressed on the phone.”

You take a deep breath, appreciating his concern. “I’m fine, just a lot on my mind with the shoot and all these meetings. Momo’s trying to help me but it's just alot."

His arms tighten around you. “Can I do anything to help?"

“No,” you smile softly, shaking your head. “I just want to go out and have some fun."

His expression shifts, disbelief crossing his face, as if he can’t believe you’d underestimate him like that. If you asked for the moon, he’d find a way to pull it from the sky for you.

“Fun?” he scoffs. “Tonight’s going to be the best night of your life, idiot.”

“I know,” you say softly, leaning in to kiss him again. “Thank you.”

Author's Note: I haven’t felt much inspiration to write lately, and I’m not really in love with what I’ve produced. But I don’t hate this. I like to imagine this moment takes place while you're getting ready for a nice dinner date or perhaps even a runway show that his parents are hosting.

[salesmancarddd]

HEADCANNONS DATING

(Squid game boys edition)

Characters: Gi-hun, Nam-gyu, Thanos (Choi Su-bong), Park Min-su, Salesman

A/n. I'm planning on opening requests in few days if someone is interested let me know, it might take some time

SONG PLAY

What do they value most in a partner?

Gi-hun

When it comes to Gihun, honesty and loyalty are essential to him. This man has been through a lot, and having a reliable partner is definitely what he needs. At first, he struggled with trust issues, but over time, he began to trust them.

He never imagined he would be in a relationship again after his divorce. However, having a partner now makes him anxious; he doesn’t want to ruin what they have. His partner reassures him that it’s okay to discuss any problems that arise.

"You know you can tell me if something's wrong," they said.

He was silent for a moment, his gaze shifting from his partner to the floor. “I don’t.. want to talk about it.”

“Why not?” they asked, a confused expression on their face.

“Because I’m afraid.” He took a deep breath. It felt vulnerable to admit that, even to his partner, he didn’t want to be seen as weak.

“What exactly are you afraid of?”

“I’m afraid of losing you.” He hesitated before answering.

“Honey, you have no reason to be afraid of that. You know I’m always here for you, right?” they replied.

He gave a small nod before saying, “I know... I just... have this fear that one day you’ll leave.” He wasn't fully expressing what he wanted to say. What if someone wanted to harm them? Kidnap them? He didn’t want to voice his entire fear for fear of worrying them.

"I will never leave you, honey. No matter what happens, I will always be here for you."

“You always know how to comfort me,” he said with a smile.

How do they handle conflict in the relationship?

Thanos (Choi Su-bong)

This guy has major problems when it comes to controlling his habits. Sometimes he even forgets that he’s in a relationship, he has grown so accustomed to being a player. He never claims to have anything serious with anyone else, unlike with his partner. He loves his partner, but controlling his habits has proven to be difficult, especially until they got into a heated argument.

“Explain why you were flirting with them???” they said, clearly fed up with him.

“It was just harmless banter,” he replied, his tone light and dismissive. “You know how I am. I like to have fun and flirt a little. It doesn’t mean anything.” He added, “You know you’re the only one I truly care about, right?”

“I’ve had enough of this! You do this every single time we go out! You flirt right in front of me! Do you have any idea how that makes me feel?”

“Oh, come on, lighten up,” he retorted, his voice taking on a sharper edge. “It’s just harmless fun. It doesn’t mean anything.” He stepped closer, his eyes narrowing. “You’re being ridiculous. You’re the only one I care about. Why does it bother you so much if I flirt with others? It’s not like I’m actually sleeping with them.”

Until finally, they slapped him and walked away.

Thanos stumbled back, the force of the slap catching him off guard. He called out as they walked away, “Hey, wait! Where are you going? We’re not done talking about this!”

How would they react to you needing to cancel plans because you're sick?

Salesman

He had been planning the perfect date for days, meticulously preparing everything. After dinner, they could take a short walk to the park. When they first met, he had already learned what they liked, what food they enjoyed and which places they preferred. He essentially had everything figured out beforehand (bruv was stalking)

After a long day of recruiting people into the game and playing Ddakji, he heard his phone buzz. He opened it to find a message from them saying, "I can't make it tonight. I’m sorry." He wasn’t mad, he was more worried about whether something had happened. Why had they suddenly canceled? Surely there had to be a reason. It took him just five minutes to reach their apartment, moving like a bolt of lightning at that point. He could break in since he had stolen a key, but he didn't want to creep them out.. not yet, at least. So, he knocked on the door and waited patiently.

“O-oh hey… I wasn’t expecting you at home. Did you get my text?” they stammered, coughing.

He looked at them with wide eyes, surprised to see them in such a state. He quickly walked toward them.

“Why didn’t you tell me you were sick?”He asked, placing the back of his hand against their forehead to check their temperature.

"I didn't want to bother you... You seem busy, so yeah," they replied.

“I would’ve dropped everything if I knew you were sick,” he said, looking them up and down. “Have you eaten?”

“No, not yet…” He shook his head and sighed before walking into their kitchen and searching through the cabinets.

“You need something healthy to eat. Where do you keep the soup...?”

“It’s in a different cabinet” they said, coughing.

He opened the cupboard where they indicated the soup should be but frowned when he found it empty. Sighing deeply, he stood up.

“Stay here, I’ll be back in a few minutes.” He left the house.

Eight minutes later, he returned with a bunch of soups, food for them, and some aspirin.

“You didn’t have to get all that” they coughed.

“Try taking it easy” he said as he helped them into bed, wrapping a blanket around them. He ended up feeding them soup, determined to take care of them. (he's whipped asf)

What triggers their shyness, and how do they manage those triggers?

Park Min-su

Min Su was absolutely shy everything they did triggered his shyness. He couldn't stand being in the same room as them without his face flushing red. He loved it when they laughed, but he became easily vulnerable around them. Making eye contact was like living in hell for him, and sometimes he would even avoid talking altogether.

“Min Su” they called out, but he didn’t respond.“Min Suuuuu!” they called again, but still nothing.“MIN SU!” This finally made him turn around.

“Y-Yes?” he stammered, still not looking at them.“Nothing. I just wanted to hear you talk,” they replied.He didn't answer that and continued to look away.

“Why are you staring at the same place?” they asked.He didn’t respond he felt bad for not saying anything, but it was so hard for him to speak.

“Min Su?” they tilted their head, looking in his direction. When he didn’t respond again, they decided to step in front of his line of sight. His face was absolutely flushed, and he kept putting his hands over his face, trying to hide it. Then, they leaned in and kissed his cheek.

What's their deepest secret?

Nam-gyu

He had a lot of things he wanted to keep secret for the sake of their relationship. When they first met, he was a junkie who couldn't see a future for himself. That's what led him to work in a horrible place, surrounded by other junkies and doing drugs. Over time, he found himself unwilling to be honest about where he worked, why he was always late, or why he doesn't respond to their messages. He kept reassuring them that everything was okay and that he would eventually tell everything, but that day never came.

"You never told me where you work," they asked.

There it was, the question he had hoped to avoid. He shrugged nonchalantly.

"Just a bar. Nothing special." He tried to play it cool.

"What kind of bar?" they pressed.

Oh, you know. Just a regular one. Loud music, cheap drinks, and drunken idiots." He hoped this would satisfy his partner's curiosity.

"Would it be okay if I came by sometimes to visit you?" they asked.

Oh God, that suggestion made his heart skip a beat. He definitely didn't want them there.

"Uh, no. Bad idea. I mean, it's just a really boring place, trust me. You don’t want to waste your time there," he replied, trying his best to keep his voice steady.

"Why would it be a waste of time? I just want to come by."

"Well, uh, because it's just a crappy bar, that's why. It's not really the kind of place you'd enjoy." He felt like a trapped animal, desperate to find a way out of this conversation. "Besides," he added hastily, "I'm usually too busy to chat anyway. The place is slammed with drunken idiots, you know?"

"I guess you're right," they replied. "But you could at least respond to me."

He smiled, feeling some of his fear wash away. "I will, don't worry, babe"

[milaeth]

୨୧┊ 𝐈𝐈. 𝐉𝐔𝐒𝐓 𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐒. ( charles leclerc )

ꖛ ─ you’re reading part two ∿ part one ∿ part three

✧.* pairings ─ charles leclerc x fem! singer! reader

✧.* genre ─ social media au ⨾ fluff & chaotic

✧.* summary ─ in which your best friend George gets fed up with watching you and Charles secretly yearn for each other while claiming to be just friends. so, when you lose a bet to George, he takes control of your social media accounts for 24 hours, using the opportunity to help you make a move on your crush.

✧.* face claim ─ suki waterhouse

✧.* warnings ─ some suggestive jokes, other than that this is just as chaotic as the first part

✧.* mily’s thoughts ─ part three is coming soon! hope you enjoy mwah <3

˗ˏ ➶ IMESSAGE ➜ w/ charles <3 . ✧ ˚

y/n: hey charles i really don’t want to be a bother but i quickly wanted to apologize for the insta post that was made about us a few hours ago!

charles <3: Hey, don’t worry, you’re not a bother! :) And I don’t really care about the post.

y/n: wait

y/n: you don’t care?

charles <3: Nope, I thought the whole flirting thing (the comments etc) was just a joke between friends, yk. At first I was a little confused, to be honest, since we don't usually joke like that, but I figured it was just the way you interact with people you feel more comfortable with!

[ seen 1:29pm ]

˗ˏ ➶ IMESSAGE ➜ w/ princess george . ✧ ˚

y/n: i’m so scared

princess george: WHAT DID HE SAY

y/n: he thinks it was a flirty joke between friends

princess george: HUH? So I did all that painfully obvious flirting for nothing💀

y/n: AHA

y/n: SO YOU DID DO ALL THESE THINGS TO GET ME TO CONFESS TO CHARLES.

princess george: Someone had to do it! I'm sick of watching you guys literally be in love with the other and still claim to be "just friends" 🤓

y/n:🧍‍♀️

y/n: that isn’t the point now

y/n: the point is WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO SAY

princess george: YOU HAVENT REPLY YET??

y/n: NO I LEFT HIM ON READ BC I PANICKED IDK

princess george: i'm going to have to call carmen to give you some girly advice if you don't start getting bold💀

y/n: OKAYOKAY BUT WHAT SHOULD I SAY

y/n: HURRY UP HES BEEN ON SEEN FOR FIVE MINUTES NOW

princess george: IDK ASK GOOGLE

y/n: GEORGE WTF

princess george: DONT ‘GEORGE WTF’ ME! YOU KNOW I DONT WORK WELL UNDER PEER PRESSURE

y/n: you’re a racing driver💀

princess george: your point?

[ seen 1:37pm ]

princess george: hello???

[ seen 1:38pm ]

y/n: I ASKED GOOGLE LIKE YOU TOLD ME TO AND THEY DIDNT DO SHIT

y/n: they had the audacity to correct me too

princess george: 💀💀

[ seen 1:40pm ]

˗ˏ ➶ IMESSAGE ➜ w/ charles <3 . ✧ ˚

y/n: you think it was a joke?

charles <3: Well yeah

charles <3 I mean

charles <3: It couldn’t have been anything more

y/n: what if it was tho?

y/n: hypothetical ofc!!!!

charles <3: Well I honestly don’t know

charles <3: If we are speaking hypothetically, I think I would be flattered.

y/n: and if we aren’t speaking hypothetically?

charles <3: Then I would probably still feel flattered.

charles <3: Y/n? Hello?

y/n: SORRY MY PHONE FELL DOWN

charles <3: LMAO

charles <3: Does that mean those flirty jokes weren’t just jokes?

y/n: well.. to me, they’re not jokes, but i’m not the one who made them. i wasn’t supposed to tell you yet but i’m getting sick of george so idc

y/n: i lost a bet to him and had to hand over my main social media accounts for 24 hours, meaning all the comments/posts you saw from my main accounts were made by george😭

charles <3: That explains why I saw your private accounts constantly fight with your main accounts in random comment sections💀

y/n: yeah he was really messing with me

y/n: i’ve gotten lots of angry mails from my pr team

charles <3: I can imagine😭 It's only fair that you get back at him.

y/n: oh absolutely.

charles <3: Can I ask a question though?

y/n: sure!

charles <3: Is your newest single actually about me?

y/n: yes it is. i’m sorry you have to find out like this but i really like you, like a lot. i’ve liked you for a while now but i was too scared to talk to you about it because i thought you don’t feel the same.

charles <3: That’s not true

charles <3: I actually do feel the same, and I literally had the same dilemma!

y/n: WHAT

y/n: YOU ALSO LIKE ME??

charles <3: YES!! I really like you :)

y/n: SINCE WHEN

charles <3: Probably since the day I first met you

y/n: no way i thought you hated me back then💀

charles <3: No don’t worry I didn’t😭 My brother Arthur said I always have this certain look to myself when I meet new people. He said I tend to look a little “off” when I’m overwhelmed, so that was probably it lol

y/n: oh yeah, george said the same about you

charles <3: Aha very nice of him💀

charles <3: Btw I don’t want to make you uncomfortable by asking this, but what are we now? I’m just a little confused

y/n: how about we take it slow and start going on little dates? like trying this whole thing out and seeing if we can actually be more than friends.

charles <3: I had the same in mind :)

charles <3: And George still has control over your main accounts?

y/n: yep for the next 2-3 hours :’)

charles <3: alright, ready to get back at him?

y/n: ABSOLUTELY

[ seen 1:59pm ]

˗ˏ ➶ IMESSAGE ➜ w/ princess george . ✧ ˚

princess george: Y/N DID HE REPLY YET?

[ sent 1:43pm ]

princess george: Y/N?

princess charles: HELLOOOO

[ sent 1:44pm ]

princess george: CMON I CAN SEE YOURE ONLINE

[ sent 1:46pm ]

princess george: DONT BE SO CRUEL

princess george: PLEASEEE

princess george: I WANNA KNOW WHAT HE SAID

[ sent 1:50pm ]

princess george: UGH fine

princess george: Guess my finger slipped again🙄🙄🙄

[ sent 1:55pm ]

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[rainyorca]

Scott can't see you. At least not in the way a normal person can. 

Everything about you is tinted red, his glasses leave room for imagination but not by much. He knows the color of your skin, your hair, your nail polish. But not your eyes. 

The color of your eyes was the most difficult thing to figure out about you. 

“Scott,” you say his name so plainly sometimes. He looks over at you, raising his head. “Are you paying attention?” 

He blinks, looking around at the rest of the team members. Oh yes, a meeting, a meeting that he called, that he’s leading. He gave you a moment of time to explain a mutant you had come in contact with during your mission. 

“I apologize,” he says, brows furrowing slightly, “please keep going.” 

Later that night when the mansion is still, a majority of the students are asleep, some possibly doing some late training in the danger room. There's a knock on your door. 

“It's open,” you say, your tone sounding pleasant, slightly irritated.. 

He pushes the door open, closing it quietly behind him. You look up from your papers, meeting eyes with Scott. You look him up and down, a questioning look on your face. “Hey Scott, im just reading the documents about that mutant—why are you still up?”

“Will you take a walk with me?” he asks, but it sounds more like a gentle demand. You cock your head, raising a brow, “It's one in the morning.”

Nevertheless, you end up walking outside on the courtyards with him, a gentle cool breeze blowing through the trees. It's chilly, but not freezing. Leaves of red and orange fall from the trees above, indication that fall was here.

You two sit down at a bench after a few minutes of silence. You slump, letting your legs stretch out in front of you. Scott sits upright, completely still. 

“Something on your mind?” you ask him, tilting your head, “can't think of any other reason you would want to come out here.” 

“What color are your eyes?” 

The question catches you off guard, its random, confusion paints your face before you sit up. “What color are yours?” you ask, repeating his question to himself. 

“Just tell me, it's the only thing I don't know about you,” he continues, looking at you through his ruby glasses. 

“How is that the only thing you don't know about me,” you hum, titling your head at him. “It just is,” he responds simply, “I can't see colors like normal people because of these glasses. You know that.”

“Now that I think of it, I’ve never seen you how others do. I want to be able to do that, I want to be able to see you.”

“You can see me,” you respond, moving your body so your knees were facing him. “Not in the way I want to,” he stares at you, his eyes barely visible behind those glasses, “I want to see all of you. Everything, every detail.”

You reach up, your soft fingertips brushing his chilly skin while you remove his glasses. He clamps his eyes shut, as if he was in pain. The neat thing about your mutation is that it just appeared not too long ago. 

You were friends with the X-men before your dormant mutation made itself seen. This is the first time you would be using it on any of the others, especially Scott. You don't have much practice, he knows that, but he still trusts you. 

Carefully you press your fingers to his temples, closing your eyes and concentrating on manipulating his mutation. “You can open them,” you breathe a minute later, opening your own eyes. He hesitates, lips parting to say something. “I got you, Scott. I promise.” 

Slowly, carefully, he opens his eyes, there's a brief red flash and then a light glow, and it's gone. He blinks as more color starts to come into view, and then he focuses on you. 

“Brown,” you say softly, squinting at his eyes, “like fawn's fur.” His eyes were soft, calming. This sensation sweeps over you. 

He slowly grabs your wrists, pulling them down as if he's seeing you for the first time. No, actually, he really was seeing you for the first time, without that red tint. 

He doesnt say a word, instead he just stares at you, reaching up to cup your face, his thumb caressing your cheek. You melt into his touch, pressing your face into his palm. 

“They’re beautiful,” he whispers, reaching up with his other hand to hold your face, “you’re beautiful. You always have been. But now, I can see you. I can see you as you are.” 

He brings your hand up to kiss your palm, lips soft against your skin. He closes his eyes, moving down to kiss your wrist before opening them. 

“I see you.”

[ldrfanatic]

Don't Let Me Fall III

Hockey Player!Theodore Nott x Fem!Reader

one two

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part three!

The next time you saw Theo, it was completely unexpected.

You were walking back from the library after a particularly long and exhausting study session. Your head was spinning with math equations, history facts, and essays you hadn’t even started. The usual rush of students had thinned out, with most either already heading back to their rooms or off to their respective extracurriculars. You didn’t expect to run into anyone, let alone Theo.

But, of course, life had other plans.

Just as you rounded the corner near the student center, you heard someone call your name.

"Y/N!"

You looked up in surprise to see Theo walking toward you, his movements slightly hurried but not out of breath, a half-grin on his face. His jacket was slightly askew, and his hair was tousled—he was clearly coming from practice. There was something about his relaxed but purposeful steps that made him seem... more approachable, for lack of a better word. A rare moment when he wasn't the untouchable hockey player.

"Hey!" you said, trying not to sound too surprised. "What are you doing here?"

He stopped in front of you, catching his breath. "I was walking back to my dorm after practice and saw you. Figured I'd walk you back."

You blinked at him, a bit taken aback by how excited he seemed, given his typical casual demeanor. "I thought you'd be busy with all your team stuff. You know, being the star hockey player and all?"

Theo chuckled, shaking his head. "Star? I think you're confusing me with someone who actually knows what they’re doing on the ice." His voice was light, almost self-deprecating. It was the first time you’d heard him sound anything other than confident, and it caught you off guard.

"Come on," you said, smiling, "you’re being too hard on yourself. I’ve seen you play, and it’s impressive. You make it look easy."

Theo’s gaze softened slightly, though he quickly masked it with a shrug. "Maybe. But people only see that part, right? They don't see all the mistakes I make or the pressure that comes with it."

The sudden shift in his attitude made you stop walking, considering his words. He was usually so composed, always with that cool exterior, but there was something here—something more real. You hadn’t expected a conversation like this. Then again, you didn’t expect to run into him at all.

"Yeah, I get that," you said slowly, your words thoughtful. "It’s like people don’t see the whole picture. You’re more than the guy in the uniform."

Theo stopped walking too, turning his head toward you with an expression you couldn’t quite place. There was a quiet understanding in his eyes, something unspoken but shared. He was used to being looked at only for the hockey player he was, and you were offering him a glimpse of the person he actually was.

"Exactly," he said quietly, his voice low and serious. "I’ve always been more than that. But it’s not easy, you know? People expect me to be a certain way."

You nodded slowly. "I can imagine. It must get exhausting after a while."

Theo gave a half-hearted shrug. "Sometimes, yeah. But it is what it is." He paused for a moment before adding, almost as an afterthought, "It’s not just the pressure of the game. It’s everything. The way people look at me. Like they’re always waiting for me to pop up at frat parties with a crowd of women."

The way he said it was almost… defeated. You didn’t know why it felt like a weight was hanging between you now, but you could sense it. He wasn’t asking for pity. In fact, he seemed reluctant to even talk about it. But something about his words felt too real to ignore.

"I think that comes with the whole "All-Star Athlete" thing." you said, your tone softer now.

Theo met your gaze, his usual playful grin replaced by something more genuine, though still faint. "Maybe. But that's now what I want, you know? I've always always been a relationship guy. I don't want to be a douchey hockey player"

You chewed on your bottom lip for a moment, considering your next words. "You know, I’ve never been a hockey fan. I don’t really understand the game all that well, honestly." You paused, watching the surprise flicker across his face. "But, I don’t know... I think you’re cool."

The words came out more casually than you intended, and you immediately regretted them, mentally cursing yourself. Cool? You sounded like a teenager, but Theo didn’t seem bothered. He actually looked... relieved? It was hard to tell, but the smile he gave you didn’t feel forced.

"I think that’s the first time anyone’s ever called me cool," Theo said with a dry chuckle, pushing his hands into his pockets. "I’ll take it."

You both stood in a comfortable silence for a moment, the light breeze rustling through the trees above. The air felt cool and fresh, and you realized that despite how awkward this moment could’ve been, it felt oddly comfortable. Maybe you weren’t just talking about hockey players and sports anymore. Maybe, just maybe, you were starting to understand each other in a way you hadn’t before.

"I might take you up on that offer to explain the game one day," you added, feeling a little more playful now. "As long as you promise to dumb it down for me. I’m not about to learn the difference between playing power and a penalty kill anytime soon."

Theo’s grin returned, full and genuine now. "Power play, but deal. I’ll warn you though, once you start learning, you might actually get hooked."

"I don’t know if I’m ready for that kind of commitment," you teased back, earning a chuckle from him.

You both stood there for a few moments, talking easily, just like you had known each other longer than a few casual encounters. It wasn’t forced; it wasn’t awkward. And before you realized it, the conversation shifted, almost as naturally as breathing.

"So," Theo said, leaning against the side of the building as if it was the most natural thing in the world. "You coming to the game this weekend?"

The question felt like it had been building up in the air between you, unspoken, but now it was out in the open. Your heart skipped a beat, and for a moment, you hesitated. The thought of a hockey game like the last one, the excitement, the noise, the crowd—it was still a little intimidating. But then you looked at Theo, his smile small but genuine, and something inside you clicked. Maybe it was time to step out of your comfort zone.

"I’ll go," you said after a pause, your voice steadier than you felt. "But if you drag me into a conversation about strategy, I’m out."

"Wouldn’t dream of it," Theo replied, his tone teasing but warm.

You smiled back at him, feeling the tension from earlier fade into something a little more familiar. This wasn’t about hockey. It wasn’t about expectations or performances. It was about you, him, and the quiet realization that sometimes, people are more than the surface they show. And right now, it felt like you were starting to see something real.

[islandofsages]

Hey ! I wanted to request a Ignihyde!Male!Reader that look like a little like Grim ? Like, they have the same ears and tail, the same fire (even if the reader controls his fire better than Grim) and people think they are from the same family/are connect ?

Just Grim and Reader looking at each other and asking to themselves if they have just meet their secret brother, and Ace, Deuce, Ortho, Idia and parental figure!Trein being confused to their friend (Grim for Adeuce, Reader for Ortho and Idia) having (a possible) brother.

(Ignore it if you don't want to write it)

Have a good day.

characters: ace, deuce, the shroud brothers and trein x male ignihyde reader

tags: platonic, fluff, imagines + scenario format; implication of yuu, mention of azul

warnings: nothing

author's notes: sorry this took a while! and that i strayed a bit again help. hope you like this <3

You’re one of the only beastmen in Ignihyde - and you’re okay with that. It gets a little lonely at times but that’s nothing new for an Ignihyde student. People mind their own business, you mind yours. And the only friends you have, in this case the Shroud brothers, basically forget that you’re different from the others. Days are hardly interesting, despite the college’s many atrocities - or maybe because, and now you’re desensitized.

Until one day, you spot a creature, all feline-like and sitting on someone’s shoulder. Okay, not the weirdest thing you’ve seen at NRC so far, so you’re about to shrug it off. Then you see it; a tail and a pair of ears that are eerily similar to your own. What’s next, it can manipulate fire as freely as you do?

“Hey guys, I’ve got a new trick up my sleeve. Watch this!”

One thing you didn’t expect for it to have something in common with you is that it can talk. Though maybe you should be less surprised, considering even the paintings on the walls can talk in this place. But still. You forget that you should be expecting something from the words it just spouted and are caught off guard when it starts spewing fire next. This creature is way too talented at throwing out stuff from its mouth, you think as you jump out of the way just in time to avoid being burnt to a crisp.

“Grim, you can’t just spit fire whenever you want to! We’ve been over this!”

A redheaded student in front of you starts to scold the creature whose name is Grim apparently. He looks familiar but you can’t quite put your finger on it-

“You’re just jealous, Ace.”

Oh, you feel like Idia’s talked about this Ace person before. He described him as “crafty” and seemed to think of him as some sneaky extrovert but you’ve learnt to not put much faith in Idia’s descriptions of other people. No offense to your friend but at least he’s somewhat self-aware of how anxious he gets around others.

“I definitely am not??? This is the same thing that almost got us expelled, you know!”

You feel like you may also have heard of a group of first years almost getting expelled until they somehow got their hands on a magestone the headmage told them to get, as if you can just swing by a store and buy one. You know how hopeless Headmage Crowley and dumping a lot of work on a bunch of freshmen is in character but you can't help but feel disappointed anyway.

“I can’t believe I’m saying this but I agree. You really have to learn how to keep your pride in check…”

Another student, blue-haired and you assume is Ace’s friend, chimes in on the scolding. The student whose shoulder Grim has made himself at home only shook their head, most likely accustomed to his behavior. You watch them bicker as you ruminate on the resemblance of that strange creature to you.

After a few minutes of thinking (and walking so that you don't lose them), you decide that the fact that you were almost a victim of Grim’s flames is strong enough of an excuse to allow you to approach the friend group.

“Hey. You four.”

They turn around to notice you finally (though you can hardly blame them – save for Idia and his glow-in-the-dark-esque hair, Ignihyde students are not noticed as much). It takes them a second to realize that you're no ordinary student. When they do, their jaws fall open, letting out a wild “Huh?!”.

Grim himself jumps off the quiet student's shoulder and stands on his two feet. The day is getting crazier and crazier the longer you entertain this coincidence. He then points at you and begins his bullshit-spewing again.

“W-Who are you?! And why do you look like me?!”

You should be asking the same questions right now but the lack of answers for them makes any word on the tip of your tongue die before they can escape. Plus, the way he's saying his words sound more accusatory than you’d like to admit.

“Don’t look at me! I'm just like this!”

Grim doesn't seem satisfied by your answer and honestly, you can't blame him. You both are quite confused by what's happening at the moment. You two resort to unconsciously recreating the two-Spidermen-pointing-at-each-other meme. The other three students also seem to be at a loss from what they're witnessing.

Ace Trappola

He would laugh at Grim and point out how he's not special anymore but he's too stunned to even say anything (at least for now)

He looks you up and down again then pinches himself to make sure he’s not hallucinating

He feels like he should be less surprised and that the uncanny resemblance could just be passed off as a coincidence but he has to admit, seeing you two as not brothers may prove to be a little difficult for him

He gets used to you two over time and stops questioning it altogether. Sometimes he even forgets

At times, he’d poke fun at Grim and say how you two are way too different personality-wise to even be correlated in some way

But deep down, he’s happy for Grim he found someone similar to him 

He won’t say that aloud obviously.

Deuce Spade

His eyes dart from you to Grim then you again. This goes on for a minute

He almost asks you if you can also breathe fire so recklessly

He ends up interrogating you, like a parent doing a background check on the friend you just brought home

Sooner or later, he concludes that you two are “bros”, despite not having the same feline characteristics

He’s glad Grim found his long-lost brother (he gets a smack from Grim for this)

He would notice how Grim’s smiles oftentimes are wider when you’re around, probably feeling some kind of kinship with you

And he gets that - since you all are “bros” now, he’s more than willing to have your backs now

After sorting things out with the freshmen, you return to your cave like the nerd that you are, feeling more exhausted than usual. To your surprise, you also return to two nerds being in said cave. A Shroud brothers ambush is not something that happens too often.

“Hey (Y/N). We decided that your place needs trashing. Also Ortho wants to try out this new game he found but it needs at least three players.”

Sounds about right. The geeks are geeking out as usual, just at your place this time. But you need them to hear about how crazy today was. You open your mouth to say something-

“I tried to convince him to get Azul but you know how stubborn my brother is.”

Ortho cuts you off and you force a nervous chuckle as a response. You agree but you should really get this off your chest-

“Hm? Did you guys hear something~?”

Idia teases and it brings a genuine laugh out of you and Ortho. Then you take a deep breath and release it. Third time’s the charm, right? You try again.

“Listen, you two. You wouldn’t believe what happened today.”

They perk right up at the promise of gossip (specifically, gossip related to you). You jump a bit from the excitement, finally glad you got their attention. Your hands start to gesture while you tell today’s story.

“I found this… cat. His name is Grim? He has the exact same ears and tail that I do! And he can breathe fire too! Except he does it with no regards to his surroundings whatsoever. That’s kinda concerning.”

Idia Shroud

“You saw wittle Gwimmy??? Man, I’m so jealous… I’ve been in need of some cat therapy for a while now…”

By the sound of it, he already knows who he is. You gasp dramatically at this, feeling betrayed at the fact he never told you about him

He tells you to chill and simply excuse that he didn’t think it was that important or anything

Of course, at first he was shocked but then he pondered about the coincidence - concluded that weirder things have happened and can happen

You’re unamused by this but it is very Idia. You suppose if you have a curse where it burns blot in your body nothing can really be seen as weird

Still, he entertains the possibility of you having a non-human distant cousin

If he isn’t already so nerdy, it feels like he’s growing a second brain trying to theorize what your relation to Grim is…

Ortho Shroud

Also already knows who he is. This truly is a Shroud brothers ambush… of betrayal at that

Theatrics aside, you try to pry him for further information and maybe explain how you and Grim may be related

“Sorry (Y/N), I’d love to help but Grim has been avoiding both of us for a while now. Whether that’s intentional or not, I’m not sure, but I sure wish I was with you when you ran into him. I’m sure I could’ve gotten some valuable information from him!”

You have your doubts about that.

While you keep things to yourself, Ortho provides you with Grim’s surface level information - which is basically nothing

So you two vow to get closer to Grim; even with the ulterior motive, it doesn’t hurt to have more friends Idia would beg to differ

Grim-like traits aside, it’ll be eye-opening to him to see if you two are similar in any regard at all - whether it be from your healing presence to your dazzling smile.

The next morning, you walk to your first class of the day: History of Magic. A fairly interesting class regardless of your stance on the subject. Professor Trein goes on and on about something, you write things down in your notebook. Your eyes are on Lucius for half of the class too. Your mind is still stuck on the events of yesterday. You feel like you’d be reminded of Grim any time you lay your eyes on anything feline - including yourself.

At last, class is dismissed. As much as you enjoy the class and genuinely like Professor Trein, you can’t help but feel that classes are dragged out way too much in this college. You pack up your things and you leave around the same time the professor does. So when Grim comes running and tackles you to the hallway floor, he’s there to witness it all.

“Hey twin! Wanna have lunch with us later? You’ll be seating with us cool kids!”

As you try to regain your composure over being literally knocked over and the fact that Grim has already warmed up to you, Professor Trein attempts to comprehend the scene unfolding before him.

Mozus Trein

Yes, of course he needs to scold Grim over misbehaving for the umpteenth time that week, but he’s also in awe of how… similar you and Grim look.

If he’s seen either of you before, whether in vicinity of each other or not, he’s never noticed blame it on the old grandpa eyes

People (and creatures now too, accounting for Grim’s being here) of your traits and abilities are far and few between

As much as he’d like to inquire you two on your ancestries (and their possible connection), he does respect your privacy

He always liked having you in his class but now, he finds himself looking out for you more often, a way to put his energy from his curiosity about you into something else

He’d ask you about your day and jokingly ask how your relationship with your long-lost brother is doing as if he’s not acting like a dad himself

Needless to say, he’s definitely your favorite teacher now.

You accept Grim’s offer for whatever reason and have lunch with the “cool kids”. You feel a little out of place at first, hanging out with people who aren’t the Shrouds, but then you start having lunch with them every other day. Then you start visiting Ramshackle Dorm where Grim is staying and spend time with the others there. At some point, you brought the Shrouds along and they would bring their games.

Suddenly, you know a lot of people. You think to yourself how crazy friendships start. You go from not knowing their name to knowing what they named their pet rock when they were a child. And in Grim’s case, you went from pointing at each other confusingly to pointing at each other for stealing each other’s food.

For the record, he definitely stole your pudding first.

[cokoweee]

COKO. Dude. This latest update- Holy MONKEY FEATHERS.

Let’s begin cause there’s a LOT TO COVER HEHEHEH~

Firstly

LOOK AT THIS MAN’S EXPRESSION. Just- FRIGGIN LOOK AT IT. He’s blushing, he’s tense, he’s confused and flattered and weirded out, and happy- This man don’t know what emotions are and he just got hit by a truck full of them.

And AGAIN- KENDRA IS COMPLETELY INEBRIATED- She will most likely not even REMEMBER THIS MOMENT- Will Donnie tell her? Will this be a hilarious story that causes an argument later down the lines in their marriage?

WHO KNOWS. 🤷‍♀️ And it DOESN’T END THERE-

Not ONLY is Donnie flying through the five stages of grief like a boss level mini game- but Kendra, even in her drunken state, noticed that Donnie had that dumb makeup on him to cover up his markings for the party. And she just- gently- caresses his cheek to wipe it off.

Yeah, Donnie’s gonna die from either too much happiness or being way too flustered. Either way-

Awwwwwwwwww 💜

NEXT.

Despite being completely paralyzed in fear love, Donnie’s gaze quickly makes its way to where Big Mama and Frida are. And what does he see that gives him this horrified of an expression?

OH- SHEEEELLLLLL NO.

So, like the reasonable turtle mutant Donnie is, he gingerly picks up Kendra and leaves the party.

Also can we just study this anatomy for a second cause GUYS- as an artist myself this kind of posing and proportions is NOT EASY TO DO. So-

👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏👏

WELL DONE, COKO!!!!!

Ok, so after they make their way back to their room, Donnie plops Kendra into bed. We’ve seen this before- he’s never gentle, literally throwing her and it’s absolutely hilariou-

… Expectation SUBVERSION- the SWEETEST I’ve ever seen. 🥹 Donnie’s being so gentle with her what the HECK DJFUJWVXMISUDHWBSUW I adore these two- they love each other so much- caring for each other despite their qualms and history- AAAAAA ITS SO GOOOOOOD!!!

And now that Kendra is safe and away from Big Mamas prying eyes, Donnie has time to ABSOLUTELY FREAK OUT.

THIS DUDE went from feeling nothing to feeling EVERYTHING. And we get to watch and die laughing at his expense~ *WHEEEEEEZE*

This dude is totally broken HAAAA

Alright- with emotions and feelings and imagination WAY TOO HIGH, Donnie tries to distract himself.

The comedy in this chapter is just top tier~ I was at work when I read it the first time, and I broke out laughing and wheezing. (So grateful I work alone HA)

And just when Donnie thinks he’s in the clear-

*Chaos Gremlin chortling sounds* Coko, you absolute GENIUS- HAHAHAHA- I love that you simply allow the audience to imagine what Donnie saw- No one needs to outright say it, we all just know. And it’s utterly hilarious.

Donnie’s never gonna recover from that brain poof- You can just see all of his brain cells and bad boy image DISSOLVE in an instant at such a sight. 🤣 HIS HAIR EVEN CURLED UP- HIS EYES ARE BUGGING OUT- HAHAHA THIS DUDE’S brain went from dead to running a marathon in a MILLISECOND.

Alright, I think this has gotten long enough, so I’ll stop there. 😅 Amazing work, Coko!!! I am VERY excited to see what happens next!

~ Melissa

AUUUGGHHH ill never tire of these asks pointing out the little things cause yall almost always get like 80% of the lil things i slap in updates

THANKS FOR SEEING MY EFFORT IN THAT PANEL! THAT ANATOMY WAS A BITCH.

While sketching the update I may have been watching some goofy shows and movies so influence from those was high. Figuring out ways to show without showing what was going on took longer than expected but HEY! YALL GOT THE IDEA SO SWAG.

If my shoulder stops hurting I might have the next update by morning. Im gettin a lil too excited for what’s next. Already picked an emoji for the next chapter thing

[yparkwrites]

MR. DETECTIVE S.JY FF

Pairing: Detective Jake x Female reader (Y/N)

Content warnings: explicit content (smut), blood, murder, killing and more to be added

Word count: 27.6k

Synopsis: Jake is a known detective, as they transfered the case to his unit of a serial killer, Y/n a police rookie will arrive to find the truth about her brother's death and unbeknownst to them, the serial killer has been with them from the start.

Publish date: January 6, 2025

Son of the mob P.SH FF Completed

MR. DETECTIVE S.JY FF COMPLETED

Notes: I'm sorry it took me a long time to put this up on tumblr, I got sick and was on bed rest for almost the whole month of february and I'm still trying to get as much as rest as I can, the whole book is published on wattpad, just click MR. DETECTIVE S.JY FF COMPLETED to read it.

© 2025 Y. PARK WRITES. All Rights Reserved.

tags: @strxwbloody @dreamiestay @fancypeacepersona @heeaxvhhoon @jakeswife @evjirvninvitnvrnvirivn @candypopinluv

CHAPTER 10 - 12

CHAPTER 13

1

“Hello, is anyone there?” Y/n called out, approaching the dark alley, not caring about the danger around there. “Is anyone there?” Y/n called out a bit louder. “If someone is here stop messing around, this is a police matter, come out now or else there will be repercussions,” Y/n said.

“And what are the repercussions,” someone asked from behind her, there was a figure watching her, them, as they investigated the scene. Y/n couldn’t see well because of how dark the alley is not until she turned on her flashlight, her eyes widening, seeing who has been watching them this entire time. Before she could utter a word someone covered her mouth, until darkness took over her surroundings. 

“Damn, I’ve been waiting for this moment,” the unknown man said, caressing her face. 

“Sir Jay, what do you want to do now?” his assistant asked. 

“Take her to the car,” Jay responded, admiring Y/n’s passed out state.

His assistant went over to carry Y/n and as he was about to carry her Jay groaned in pain.

“Sir, are you okay?” his assistant asked.

Jay didn’t respond as he grasped his aching head, blur visions appearing in his mind. 

“Fuck, leave her, let’s go home,” Jay groaned in pain, struggling to stand up. 

Jay followed behind his assistant clutching his head, thinking no one was gonna see him. Heeseung looked in his direction, seeing him flee the scene. 

“Damn this fucking head!” Jay groaned loudly. 

“Maybe you need more rest sir, could be jet lag,” his assistant told him. 

“I don’t need a fucking rest, what I need is that girl!” Jay yelled. 

“We could’ve taken her, but you told me to leave her,” his assistant reasoned.

Who the fuck are you Park Y/n? Jay asked himself, closing his eyes.

2

The next day

“If they’re gonna kidnap her why didn’t they take her?” Riki asked Heeseung, confused.

“I don’t know, but I hope she’s fine now.” Heeseung replied.

“I’ve seen Y/n once, in Jay’s party, the first time he threw a big one, he scolded his sister for coming out of her room, cause guys tried hitting on her not knowing she’s a minor, I can’t imagine what Jay would think if he finds out Jake hit on his little sister,” Riki replied back to him.

“I don’t see the relevance in our conversation nor our investigation but now I’m curious what she was like,” Heeseung rebutted. 

“Like I said I only met her once, but she was definitely bubbly, she wasn’t like this, she smiled a lot during the time I met her, Jay introduced her to me, she was smiley.” Riki asserted, shrugging his shoulders.

“Did you see her during the burial or the funeral of Jay, I didn’t know how she looked back then,” Heeseung replied to Riki.

“I did, now that you reminded me of that, she didn’t speak to anyone, didn’t utter a word, she was just staring blankly at the closed casket in front of her, Jake tried talking to her but she was just staring blankly at the surroundings, I won’t even describe her state as broken she looked so lost that time,” Riki told Heeseung.

“She did lose her only family, or she might’ve thought,” Heeseung replied before showing Riki the screen of his computer. “We found Jay Lazio,” he added, Riki widening his eyes.

“We should tell Y/n then,” Riki replied a bit loud.

“No, and this stays between us, don’t tell anyone, don’t trust anyone with this information,” Heeseung ordered Riki. 

“What about the others?” Riki asked.

“You can inform Jungwon, Sunoo, Jake and Sunghoon once he’s back, but never ever inform the general about this,” Heeseung said sharply.

3

Jake laid Y/n in their shared bed, tucking her in. 

“Are you going to work?” Y/n asked quietly, fiddling with her fingers. 

“Do you want me to?” Jake replied.

“No, don’t leave, stay with me,” Y/n replied quietly, tapping the bed beside her.

Jake laid down beside her, wrapping his arms around her.

“Jay is alive all this time,” Y/n whispered.

“ He is, that motherfucker didn’t even inform us he has nine lives.” Jake replied back, earning a playful smack from Y/n. “I was just kidding,” he mumbled, pulling Y/n closer to him.

“Jake, promised me you’ll never leave me whatever happens,” Y/n said.

“I promise, not just to you but to God, I promise him to never leave your side,” Jake replied back, leaving a kiss on her forehead.

“If Jay ever witnesses this, you’ll be having your funeral the next day.” Y/n joked, making Jake laugh.

“He’s gonna resent me, for the rest of his life.” Jake added, stroking Y/n’s hair.

“I love you,” Y/n mumbled, drowsiness taking over her.

“I love you too, my angel,” Jake replied, watching as she slowly closed her eyes.

4

“Hmm” Jungwon sighs for the 20th time in the past 30 minutes, since his night shift started. 

“Jungwon this is the 20th time you’ve sighed, now what the fuck is wrong?” Riki asked, seriously annoyed.

“Nothing, it’s just that it’s been a year since I joined this department and we’re still working with this serial killer case, wasn’t it just for a year,” Jungwon replied, completely tired from working over and over again with the same files.

“It’s because our general transferred the other case to another department, that’s why they gave us another year to catch this serial killer,” Riki explained. “Y/n is weird these days,” Riki added.

“What do you mean?” Jungwon asked, looking at Y/n’s empty seat.

“Nothing, it’s just that she always looks very pale, she barely has energy like, she’s always in the bathroom,” Riki said, shutting off his computer.

“She does look sick these past few days, and I haven’t seen her husband in awhile,” Jungwon replied back.

After the incident of Y/n almost getting kidnapped by who they believe is Jay, her dead brother, Jake decided to take a month off from work to take care of Y/n. And after 7 months of dating, he decided to marry Y/n. 

On the other hand, Heeseung decided to hand the other case to another department to focus on the serial killer case, earning them another year to solve it. 

“Well I was out on a business trip Jungwon, that’s why you haven’t been seeing me,” Jake said, making an entrance to their department. 

“Welcome back,” Jungwon greeted, smiling.

“Thanks, where’s my wife?” Jake replied, looking around, trying to look for Y/n.

“Oh she called in sick this morning, and I think you have to bring her to the hospital. She looked very sick these past few days,” Riki replied.

“She didn’t tell me that, I would go home but I have work,” Jake replied quietly, rubbing his forehead. 

“Go get to your wife, we’ll be fine, we’ll call you once we have something.” Heeseung said from behind him. 

“Thanks, I’ll go see my wife,” Jake replied, before taking his leave.

5

“My love,” Jake called out, as soon as he got inside their home.

Looking around, he didn’t see his wife’s presence, which was weird. 

“Love,” Jake called out again.

“I’m in the kitchen!” Y/n finally yelled back, making Jake sigh in relief.

Jake walked towards the kitchen, where he found his wife cooking dinner and he loved this sight. He went over to his wife and gave her a back hug, nuzzling his nose on her neck.

“I missed you so much,” Jake mumbled. 

“I missed you too Jakey, come on get the table ready, let’s eat.” Y/n replied back.

“Mmm how about I eat you instead,” Jake whispered, teasingly.

“Love, I don’t feel really well,” Y/n whispered, turning around at her husband before giving him a peck on his lips.

“Should we go to the hospital?” Jake asked his wife worriedly.

“Maybe tomorrow if I still don’t feel well,” Y/n replied sheepishly at her husband, wrapping her arms around his waist and burying her face in his chest. “I think I need to cuddle more than this meal,” she mumbled, making Jake chuckle.

“Yeah I think it’s late for dinner anyways, come on I’ll cuddle my sick angel,” Jake replied, carrying Y/n bridal style as he walked towards their bedroom.

“Next time, I’ll be carrying 2 angels,” Jake mumbled as he closed the door to their bedroom door.

CHAPTER 14

1

The next day Y/n woke up early, feeling nauseous again. 

“Is this what being pregnant feels like,” Y/n mumbled, coming out of the bathroom, smiling as she saw Jake sleeping peacefully. Just then her phone rang.

“Hey Jungwon, I don’t think I can -” Y/n said but before she could finish her sentence Jungwon cut her.

“Come here at the station now,” Jungwon said, quietly, making Y/n scrunch her forehead in confusion.

“What’s going on?” she asked.

“Just come here, now, don’t bring Jake, make sure he doesn’t follow you,” Jungwon replied, before hanging up.

Y/n looked at her phone seeing messages from Sunghoon telling her the same thing. She changed into her uniform quickly before driving to the station, not forgetting to leave Jake a note saying, “I went to the grocery store, wait for me before you leave or I’ll get mad”. A lie she wrote his husband.

As Y/n arrived at their department there were a lot of officers.

“What’s going on?” Y/n asked, confused on why there are a lot of officers from another department, including the head.

“Mrs. Sim, we have a warrant for your husband, do you know where he is?” The head of the station stated.

“Warrant? For what?” Y/n asked nervously. This can’t be happening, she thought to herself.

“Mrs. Sim, the serial killer you’ve been looking for is your husband, he murdered multiple victims in the past years, so if you don’t want to get detained, tell us your husband’s location,” Eunyeok replied, with the biggest smirk on his face.

“You can detain me, I won’t tell you where he is,” Y/n replied, looking at Sunghoon before nodding at her, understanding the situation.

“The fuck Y/n! Just tell us where he is!” Sunghoon yelled, acting betrayed. 

“You can kill me, I won’t tell you a thing,” Y/n replied.

2

“Jungwon listen to me, you’re gonna watch Y/n make sure they don’t hurt her,” Sunghoon ordered Jungwon.

“Where are you going? And what the fuck is she doing?” Jungwon asked Sunghoon quietly.

“She’s buying me time, to get Jake out of that damn house and for everything they have to do, just watch Y/n, I'll sneak her out in 5 hours, if I'm not here in 5 hours, sneak her out I’ll send you a location.” Sunghoon replied, before driving away, leaving Jungwon who ran back inside their department immediately. 

Entering their department Jungwon grabbed his car keys with him before putting it safely in his pocket.

“Heeseung I need your help,” Jungwon said quietly as he entered his office.

Heeseung went to reach into his drawer, handing him 2 guns. 

“This is Y/n’s and take this you’ll need it, be careful don’t get caught, I’ll cover for you don’t wait for another 5 hours,” Heeseung explained.

“You heard?” Jungwon asked.

“No, I know. Jay Lazio they have him, protect her from him, he doesn’t remember her and that department was paid by Lazio’s already, call Sunghoon tell him you’re sneaking her out now, don’t wait for 5 hours snuck her out now, you wait for 5 hours Lazio’s will take her,” Heeseung replied.

“Fuck,” Jungwon mumbled as he went out of his office immediately.

Jungwon ran to his car, dialing Sunghoon’s phone. 

“Answer Sunghoon,” Jungwon mumbled as he drove off.

“Jungwon I-” Sunghoon answered but Jungwon cut him off.

“Tell me the meeting location, Heeseung told me this is Lazio’s plan, they're gonna take Y/n,” Jungwon said in one breath.

“Fuck, I’ll text you the meeting location.” Sunghoon replied.

3

As Jungwon arrived at the other department he showed his id.

“I’m here to question Y/n on Jake’s whereabouts,” Jungwon said.

“You must be the officer Heeseung dispatched here,” the officer in front of him said.

“Yes, I’m officer Yang,” Jungwon replied.

“Come in, turn left you’ll find where she is,” the officer instructed him.

“Thank you,” Jungwon replied.

Jungwon walked fast to where he was instructed to go. Jungwon saw Y/n walking back and forth. Entering the room where Y/n is, Jungwon shushed Y/n before she could respond.

“We’re gonna go,” Jungwon said.

“Jungwon, I saw him, I saw my brother, he’s here, Jay is here,” Y/n said frantically.

“Y/n listen to me we have 10 minutes, and I have to sneak you out of here so listen to me carefully,” Jungwon replied.

“But my brother,” Y/n said, tears prickling in her eyes.

“That’s not your brother, he doesn’t remember you, Heeseung is covering for us so listen to me we have to go or they will take you and if they take you Jake will kill me, so come on let’s go,” Jungwon told Y/n quietly, handing her his hands that she gladly took.

Jungwon peaked outside the door to make sure no one saw them. Pulling Y/n out of the room they ran towards the back exit.

“The girl is escaping!” Someone yelled as soon as they got out.

“Y/n run!” Jungwon yelled as they ran together to his car. As soon as they arrived in front of his car another car in front of them, ready to shoot the driver, they sighed in relief.

“Get in!” Sunghoon yelled at them.

As soon as they got in, Sunghoon drove as fast as he could.

“Where is Jake?” Y/n asked.

“He’s safe, Jungwon you’re going with Y/n they saw you and it’s not safe if you go back.” Sunghoon replied.

“And you?” Jungwon asked.

“I’ll buy you time to escape. They can take me, but not Jake, I can’t let his baby grow up without a father, ” Sunghoon replied.

“Say what now!?” Jungwon asked.

“I’m pregnant,” Y/n replied.

“Sunghoon please come with us, let’s all escape together, we need you,” Jungwon said.

“If I don’t come back, it’ll be harder for us to escape, you need eyes there, and I’ll be your eyes, so Jungwon protect Y/n until you get him to Jake,” Sunghoon said, stopping in an empty road. “Take that car I put the location in already,” he added.

“Sunghoon,” Y/n whispered, tears coming out of her eyes.

“Everything will be fine,” Sunghoon replied, smiling at Y/n as tears pooled in his eyes.

Y/n hugged Sunghoon crying in his arms.

“Thank you for being my brother for a year, please don’t die, you have to come to us, my baby needs an uncle like you,” Y/n sobbed.

4

The car ride was quiet and it’s almost night already when they arrived, as Y/n saw Jake she jumped on him and hugged him like a koala. 

“Come on, we don't have time,” Jungwon said as he opened the door of the driver’s seat.

“Jungwon you’re not driving,” Y/n said.

“Then who is?” Jungwon asked.

“I’ll drive you two, go get some sleep, I’ll wake you up when I need to sleep.” Jake said, chuckling.

CHAPTER 15

1

“It wasn’t a set up, Heeseung!” Eunyeok yelled at Heeseung as detaining Y/n was a failure.

“Then what was it? Jay Lazio is your witness! Lazio’s son! How was it not a fucking set up!?” Heeseung yelled back at her brother, as they continued to argue in Eunyeok’s office.

“What the fuck do you know?” Eunyeok asked. “After stealing the real necklace to cover up that it was him who murdered that girl a year ago, now this! You let the wife of that serial killer run away because you think you know everything!” he added.

“I knew it was him, but Y/n was already in a lot of stress that day, I don’t want to add more things to her table, especially when she saw Jay that same night we found a girl shivering in terror that Lazio’s son would’ve killed him. You don’t fucking get it, Y/n suffered enough and I won’t let that happen again, specially when she’s fucking pregnant!” Heeseung yelled.

“I don’t care if she’s pregnant or what, but I want you to be responsible for your actions, we could’ve closed the case if you just didn’t let her leave and now that another officer is in trouble because of what you’ve done,” his brother argued back.

“And what proof do you have that Jake did it?” Heeseung asked.

“Jake isn’t as smart as you think he is, the last person he killed was in an alleyway with a CCTV camera and Jay Lazio was there that same night and he showed us a video of him killing that person,” Eunyeok replied. “It wasn’t a set up, now take full responsibility for it,” he added.

“And when are you going to take responsibility for Officer Park’s disappearance? You think people will be on your side if you catch the serial killer with officer park himself testifying in court?” Heeseung asked.

“Stop changing the topic,” Eunyeok argued, grabbing Heeseung by his collar.

“I will own up to my responsibility and I’ll make sure you own up to yours,” Heeseung replied, pushing his brother away as he left his office slamming the door shut.

2

Everyone glanced at Sunghoon as he entered the main office where 2 of the crime departments were called. 

“Why are they all looking at you?” Riki asked, as Sunghoon took his seat beside him.

“Because I was gone around the time Y/n escaped, they think I have something to do with it,” Sunghoon responded. 

“Where were you?” Riki asked. 

Sunghoon remained silent, watching as Mr. Kim stood in front of everyone.

“I didn’t know your father was giving us a lecture,” Sunghoon mumbled, diverting the topic to Sunoo.

“Shut up, he thought I had something to do with Y/n’s escape plan,” Sunoo responded, glaring at his own father.

“So as you all know the serial killer’s identity has been revealed to everyone here, well not just here but the public,” Sunoo’s father said, looking at everyone before continuing. “ The serial killer is none other than, Sim Jaeyun also known as Jake or in the public’s eye Mr. Detective, he was an officer for one year until he started taking his masters,” he added. “As his identity was revealed, he also disappeared together with his wife, Sim Y/n, at the time of their disappearance Yang Jungwon, another officer was seen with Y/n running away, escaping, with the help of chief Lee.” He continued. “I am suspending Lee Heeseung from his position as the chief and assigning my son Kim Sunoo as the new chief of their crime department, and Lee Heeseung will be charged as Sim Jaeyun’s acquaintance, any questions?” He explained.

Everyone looked at Sunoo who was shaking his head in disapproval of his father’s decision. 

“How was it getting paid by Lazios?” Sunghoon asked, loud enough for everyone to hear in the meeting room.

“Excuse me?” Sunoo’s father asked, as everyone looked at him shocked.

Sunghoon smirked, standing up. 

“Another body was just found while you were giving your meaningless speech up there, like you’re the next president, when you’re just another dog barking for Lazio,” Sunghoon replied, smirking at them.

Murmuring soon erupted in the quiet meeting room as the news of another body being found in a quiet alley.  

“That can’t be, Jake is gone,” Sunoo whispered.

“He could have had a partner,” Heeseung replied, as the quiet meeting room soon erupted with radio calls, asking for back ups.

3

“It doesn’t make any sense! Jake is gone, he’s somewhere not even god would know,” Eunyeok yelled at Heeseung, while he drank his favorite whiskey.

“Or they could’ve edited that damn CCTV footage,” Heeseung replied to his older brother smuggly, who’s sending daggers at him through his glares. 

“And why would you say that?” Eunyeok asked, glaring at him.

“I don’t know, you tell me, Jay suddenly appeared in front of everyone years after his death. Isn't it ironic how Y/n has always been right in all her theories?” Heeseung answered his brother angrily. 

“I should’ve gotten rid of her a long time ago,” Eunyeok replied. “Now that bitch had gone somewhere with Yang and Sim,” he added, taking another sip of his whiskey before banging his hand on the table.

“So you’re admitting it?” Heeseung asked, standing up, approaching his brother. 

“I ain’t admitting anything, besides Jay never died, so I don’t have anything to admit,” Eunyeok replied to Heeseung.

“You fucker, you ruined Y/n’s life, now her life is in danger and worst from her own brother’s hands,” Heeseung said angrily throwing away the glass of whiskey that was in front of her brother.

Eunyeok grabbed Heeseung’s collar before saying, “you fucking ungrateful fucker, you should be thanking me for getting rid of that fucker, if I didn’t he would’ve taken away your position and because of your stupidity you lost your position to that Kim,”

Heeseung pushed Eunyeok away from him, “you’re the ungrateful one here asshole, you should be thanking me for not telling anyone how dirty your work is,” he argued before turning around ignoring all his brother’s yellings for him to come back. 

4

Jake, Y/n and Jungwon arrived at 4am at their location, where a helicopter was waiting for them. It was windy and cold, Y/n held onto Jake, needing more warmth from him. 

“Jake,” someone called out. Turning around, Y/n and Jungwon saw an unknown face in front of them. 

“Sorry it took us long to arrive here,” Jake said, greeting the guy in front of them. “This is Y/n and Jungwon, please take care of them,” he added, making sure to say the last words as low as possible. 

“Oh hi, I’m Jinyoung,” the guy in front of them replied, earning a smile from Y/n and Jungwon.

“You two should get in, I have to make a quick call,” Jake said, earning a nod from Jungwon, who’s now struggling to get inside the helicopter. 

“I didn’t you’re this short,” Y/n teased, as she saw how Jungwon struggled. 

“Shut up,” Jungwon replied, laughing, handing out his hand to Y/n to help her get in. 

Y/n didn’t budge, she stood there, looking at Jungwon’s hand.

“Y/n, love, come on, it’s cold,” Jake said, trying to carry Y/n, who stopped him.

“You’re leaving us are you,” Y/n said, holding Jake’s jacket tightly, looking up at him, her eyes watering.

“No, I just need to call Sunghoon quickly,” Jake replied nervously.

“I heard you, I heard what you said a while ago, take care of us? Why?” Y/n replied.

“Baby, listen to me, Sunghoon needs me, I can’t let him do everything alone, he’s my best friend,” Jake replied.

“So you’re leaving us?” Y/n said, tears cascading down her cheeks. 

“Baby, I promise to get back to you ok?” Jake said, wiping her tears away.

“That’s the same thing Jay told me the morning he left for work,” Y/n said, sobbing. “You can’t leave me, us,” Y/n replied weakly.

“Baby,” Jake whispered, hugging Y/n tightly.

“I’m pregnant Jake,” Y/n whispered softly, Jake pulling away, looking at Y/n, his eyes landing on her belly, her tiny little bump, tears falling down from his eyes. 

“DUCK!” Jinyoung yelled as various gunshots echoed the place, Jake shielding Y/n with Jungwon’s help.

They’ve found them.

Last 3 chapters of these fanfic is only available on wattpad.

[ashdreams2023]

Hi, I love your posts a lot and i was wondering if i could make a request. I checked your master list just incase someone asked it already and i didn’t see it.

Could you do a loki x reader, where loki is nervous to reveal that he is a frost giant to the reader and when he does reveal it the reader finds him like cute and pretty. Just lots of fluff and cuteness :)

(You can do a gn or fem reader i don’t really mind).

Have a good day/night! :)

My good looking boy

Loki x fem reader

Loki walks back and forth in his bedroom, he has been thinking about this sensitive for ages now.

He looked down at his blue frosted hands, his veins looked so pale and greenish, disgusting in his own eye.

You wouldn’t want to look at this everyday, right?

But he couldn’t hide this forever and he promise to share every detail about himself with you, regardless of how mad and twisted it may come off as.

You deserved to know and whatever happened afterwards…well he didn’t want to think of anymore outcomes because all of them ended the same in his head.

Alone.

"Loki? Am I early? I saw the door open and let myself in" you walked in and phased at the darkness of the room "Why are the lights off?"

Loki swallowed and leaned his back on the wall "Darling before you turn the light on I want you to know something"

You tilted your head confused "Is something wrong? You sound stressed about something"

"No i…actually there has been a secret that I feel you should know before we go any further in our relationship, it is a sensitive topic that no one here knows about but Thor"

"Oh my god are you sick?! What’s happening" you walked towards his figure who’s standing in the dark but he lifted his hand up stopping you from getting closer.

"No, listen to me you need to understand how important this is to me"

"Ok…tell me then"

"I am, Loki oddinson but I am also Loki laufeyson and with that comes a great burden, and I don’t to cheat my way to your heart, I want you to see the other side of me, my ugliest secret"

You blinked as the lights turned on and your eyes landed on him, his skin blue as the sky, his eyes red as Ruby’s and you could see the Smokey cold air surrounding the area he stood.

"I know it looks and I know you deserve much more better than this but I just couldn’t hide this from you anymore and you have all the right to leave me if you wish" he let out a breath and waited for your response, he expected the worst of the worst.

"Does it hurt you? I mean not being in your natural form all the time?"

Loki opened his mouth then closed it "No, not really, the only downfall is getting bothered by the sun easily"

"That’s it?"

"Yes?"

You sighed then approached him slowly, you looked up at his face, his features looked different but not unfamiliar, he was still your Loki, your same old god of mischief.

"Will I get hurt if I touch you?"

"You’ll probably get frost bites dove"

That didn’t seem to stop you from hugging his middle though, he was cold but nothing you couldn’t handle "I don’t care what form you have, I’ve seen you literally turn into ancient creatures, you think I’ll be phased by blue skin and red eyes? Don’t be ridiculous now! I would never leave you!"

"But…but I’m ugly"

You pulled away and crossed your arms "You’re still my hood looking boy, whatever you look like because at the end of the day I love you more than you could ever imagine and I’m happy you’re telling such an important detail about your life, it’s your heritage and not something to feel ashamed about"

Your words stuck him like an arrow in his heart, he felt choked but held himself together "Are you sure, you still want to stay with me"

"One hundred million percent, I don’t care if you look like a lollipop because jokes on you my standards now are YOU"

"….don’t let stark hear you he will be disappointed" he snorted.

You smiled shaking your head "you so nervous, honey you can trust I’ll love you regardless and no matter what, I promise so stop sulking in the corner and come spend some time with me pretty thing"

"Oh you and your flattery" he rolled his eyes walk up to you, the skin color coming back to his face the look you knew first came back into view.

"Smoothies?" You asked.

"Deal" he grinned at you.

[fxrmuladaydreams]

HAPPY OSCAR WEEKEND!!

Could I request some tooth rotting fluff where the reader shows off Oscar and he gets all flustered 🫶🫶

!! oscar weekend requests are now closed !!

note: i’ve finally reached the end of my oscar weekend requests. i’m so sorry it’s taken so long to get them all out, but life’s been stressful lately

Oscar wasn’t shy, he was more introverted, happy to keep his private life private. He had no problem showing the public small bits of his life, he knew he’d have to if he wanted to be a Formula One driver. He occasionally posted about you and your relationship on Instagram, he always held your hand in the paddock, he even kissed you in front of the cameras after races. He’d gotten used to having control of what was shown to others.

He feels nervous now though, as if that sense of control is slipping through his fingers. The collar of his shirt feels too tight around his neck, his hands are clammy, and he feels an uncomfortable knot in his stomach.

“Os, are you almost ready?” You ask, stepping into the room.

You look like a dream, with a soft pastel sundress on and a bright smile when you look at him.

“You look so handsome.” You tell him, fixing the collar of his shirt, leaving the top button undone. You run a hand through his hair in an attempt to tame his dark waves.

“I don’t know if I can do this.” He says quietly.

You look up at him, confusion evident in your face. “What do you mean?”

He sighs. “I mean… What if they don’t like me? What if this all goes horribly and they hate me and we have to break up?” He rambles. His words stop in his throat when he feels you cup his face.

“They won’t hate you. They’ll love you just as much as I do.” You squish his cheeks. “Maybe even more.”

Oscar lets out a shaky breath. He never imagined he’d be this nervous meeting your family. Sure they’d known about him for a while now, having seen him on television and seen clips of you accompanying him to race weekends, but they hadn’t actually met yet.

Your parents were eager to suggest you bring Oscar to a family brunch that had been planned a little while ago. You agreed, happy to finally let your family meet the man you’re almost certain you’d spend the rest of your life with.

You let him drive the two of you there, figuring that him being behind the wheel would give him a sense of calm. He takes your hand in his once you’re there, practically gripping onto it, making sure you can’t leave him to fend for himself.

Your mother fawns over him, going on and on about how much you talk to her about him. Your father looks him up and down and gives him a stiff handshake, but quickly eases up once they get to talking about Oscar’s career.

“He’s so handsome.” Your mother whispers to you.

You smile and nod. “He is.”

By the end of the meal Oscar seems to have relaxed quite a bit, opening up, turning into his usual witty self again.

“This was fun, thank you for inviting me.” He tells your parents at the door.

He gets pulled into a hug from your mother. “It was a pleasure to finally meet the man who Y/n fell in love with.”

“Mom!” You feel your face flush.

“Good to meet you Oscar. Take care of my daughter.” Your father says.

“Yes sir.”

“Come back over whenever you’d like dear, you don’t even have to bring Y/n.” Your mother tells Oscar.

“Okay, thank you.” He laughs.

Back in the car you give him a smile. “I told you they’d love you.”