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mera-mera-simp · 1 year ago

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OP Character's Love Languages

Characters: Luffy, Zoro, Sanji, Nami, Ussop, Ace and Law

Content Warning: fluff. Some angst (Sanji, Ace and Law)

Pt. 2

Luffy:

Absolutely physical touch. There is no debate on this.

He can and will cling to you with no hesitation. Man doesn't know personal space<3

But you and most of the Strawhats don't mind it. It's sweet.

Though you do have to gently remind him sometimes that not everybody he knows likes it when he does that</3

Definitely a words of affirmation kinda guy too.

This one isn't as often but he loves making you smile.

Constantly telling you how funny you are and how much he loves you. He is a sweet baby even if he's a menace sometimes<3

Sometimes, you'll get a combo of the two. He'll wrap his arms around a multitude of times and tell you all kinds of sweet things just to see you smile.

Gift. Giving.

Please give this sweet baby gifts it will make his eyes light up like stars and he'll treasure it forever.

You could get him the silliest thing and he'll be so happy. You'll have his stretchy arms wrapped around you and multiple kisses on your face while he's yelling 'thank you' multiple times within an instant.

Zoro:

Quality time.

He's not much of a touchy guy and he's not the greatest with words.

But he actively seeks you out on the Sunny. He just wants to be by you<3

He's not great at words, so just being by you is enough for him

He will make you take naps with him<3

He likes to sit by you when he's cleaning his swords.

Please just chill with him while he trains. He likes being in your presence.

This goes both ways low-key. He knows that you love him so he doesn't need to be reminded. And as mentioned earlier, he's not really a touchy feely guy.

So just spending time with you is enough.

Bro loves you so much, he'll chill by you while you're talking to the other strawhats. He doesn't need to involved in the conversation. He'll just sit by you (he'll take a nap depending on where you are on the ship)

Maybe a small bit of gift giving?

Only if he finds it useful though probably.

Get him stuff to clean his swords with and he'll be happy.

Send him over the moon with alcohol.

But definitely quality time for the most part.

Dude just wants to be by you<3

Sanji:

Is it absurd to say that it's everything? (Because I feel like it is but thats cause I'm in love with him and delulu)

He'll match to whatever your love language is babes<3

Gift giving? He'll spoil you

Quality time? Just hang out with him in the kitchen while he cooks

Words of affirmation? He'll tell you a thousand times a day that he loves you

Acts of service? Say the word and your wish is his command.

Physical touch? He'll be all over you.

He'll match your energy.

Sometimes you'll get the buy 1 get 4 free combo.

He bends over backwards for you.

And it's all super sweet. He'll cook for you, buy you some cute trinkets that you like, spend time with you while you're doing something, tell you all kinds of romantic things, and he'll hold your hand at all times

Bro is such a sweet guy<3

Please tell him that you love him. Reassure him for the love of god

He didn't get it a lot as a kid after Sola died so whenever you do, he really appreciates it <3 (Sanji my sad chef, my beloved I love him so much)

Nami:

Look me in the eye and tell me that her loves languages aren't gift giving and acts of service.

She'll be over the moon if you buy her stuff

Specially if it's expensive <3

Bake something for her, Sanji will help you if you ask him to!

She'll give you a bunch of kisses for it. It's her way of say thank you.

You're the only one who doesn't owe her a single berri. Cause why would she charge the love of her life?

She gets a little jealous super easily though. She'll pout at you. Just laugh at her and tell her she's cute. Kiss her cheek, forehead or tip of her nose if you want to make her melt.

Sometimes she'll indulge in physical touch, only for you though.

She'll hold your hand when strolling through a town on a new island. And then persuade you to buy something she likes by acting cute.

She's super appreciative if you do though

She'll hug you and kiss you with a big grin on her face

It makes her feel important

She likes to make you feel important too. She'll actually go out of her way to buy you stuff sometimes. She teases about an interest fee but if you actually try to pay it, it's the only time she refuses

Ussop:

Words of affirmation

My guy needs a lot of reassurance so he appreciates it

Tell him that he's brave and he'll be absolutely smitten

He also likes physical touch

He'll hold you as he tells his stories

Talk to him about the world. You both love being out on the Grandline and seeing how big the world is. It's one your 'late night can't sleep' topics.

Hangout on the deck of the Sunny and look at stars together. He'll hold your hand and point out the constellations to you. (He learned them from Robin, he just wants to impress you<3)

If you hug him from behind randomly, he'll swoon.

He'll let you stay like that too. He thinks it's sweet. He'll just casually talk to you about his day so far.

He's constantly telling you how much he loves you.

You make him feel strong and brave so of course he's going to return the favor.

Overall, Ussop is just a sweet guy. He likes holding your hand and making you smile<3

Ace:

Oh my beloved sad himbo

Please hold him and reassure him.

He's definitely a physical touch and words of affirmation kinda guy too.

Trace the freckles on his face (he'll melt in your arms with a blushing face if you call them mini constellations<3)

He likes to hold you yeah but please hold him. He needs it.

He likes to be in your embrace but he'll only let you do it when you guys aren't in sight of the crew, he's afraid that Marco and Thatch will tease him for a life time. (They wouldn't)

Pepper his face in kisses

This poor cowboy is so sad please tell him all of the things you love about him

Tell him he's worth everything in the world (Ace was the One Piece</3\hj)

Whisper sweet nothings to him as you guys try to fall asleep at night, that's when his head tries to attack him the most.

He appreciates it all and he'll definitely return the favor.

He constantly has you wrapped in his arms.

He'll kiss the top of your head and nuzzle his face into your hair.

He'll purposely act stupid just to see you laugh.

Please just make him happy. He is so sad

He will deny though.

"Me? Sad? Blasphemy."

Law:

Another quality time kinda guy

He doesn't like physical touch

Or words of affirmation

Please don't openly say you love him or promise him anything, the last person who did both those things died almost immediately after (he's traumatized </3)

Just spend some time with him, that's all he asks. You don't have to say anything he just wants to he by you.

He doesn't know how to accept gifts so that's also kinda out of the question

If you do something for him though, he'll be appreciative. In his own way

Just quality time for the most part.

Just sit by him while he reads or looks over some notes he has.

He's comforted by your presence, you make him happy even if he never outwardly shows it

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suplicyy · 6 months ago

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Hii!

Could you please write some hcs of Kenma, and Nishinoya plus maybe anyone else you want with a gf who's like a tiny bit younger than them, shorter and is like really clingy. She's like constantly texting them, and takes every chance she can to hug them or just talk to them and is there even at their practices.

Haikyuu boys w/ a clingy gf

— Summary: Relationship hcs about them having a clingy girlfriend.

— Characters: Nishinoya, Kenma

— Fluff

— Fem!Reader

You're only a year younger than him, so it wasn't so difficult to make friends with him!! Little by little you would meet each other by chance during breaks or during free time in class, and these moments made you get closer and closer, until you started dating.

But as time went by, you opened up to him more and had the courage to be who you really are, as he has always made it clear that he likes you for who you are. And after that, you felt more confident to be more loving with him: with lots of physical touches, words of affirmation and lots of quality time!

You love your boyfriend very much and want to show it in the most affectionate way possible!

Nishinoya

The way you met is always told as a story at family lunches. You were passing by the gym by chance, and a ball he received flew out of the place and ended up in your face. He apologized a million times and even offered to buy you a popsicle for a whole week.

But after that you understood each other and became friends, until you got to where you are now!

He simply LOVES you to be clingy with him, as he returns your affections with the same intensity as you. People on the outside assume you were meant for each other since your personalities match up so well.

Anywhere and anytime you are always together in some way, whether it's clasping hands, hugging, kissing; you are rarely separated from each other.

But unfortunately there are times when you aren't always together, after all you don't live in the same house and you have your own clubs to go to. So you guys are always messaging each other on your cell phone!

If someone doesn't ask him to stop using his cell phone to talk to you, he could easily spend the whole day just sending you silly audios of him singing a random song he heard somewhere.

Kenma

One day, you saw him playing one of your favorite games, so you started talking to him. And you spent a few days talking until you had the courage to ask for his phone number, which he gave you almost immediately (but he would never admit he was excited about it for you)

Kenma spoke more freely through messages than in person, so you almost always talked about various things: games you're playing at the moment, movies, series, about your day. And with that you ended up becoming closer, until you started dating.

You know that Kenma is someone who is quite shy, so at the beginning of the relationship you weren't so clingy in public with him. But when the two of you were alone, you loosened up a little and became much more affectionate.

At first he was always very shy when you initiated physical affection with him, but after a while he relaxed more and managed to adapt to your way of showing affection to him.

You would from time to time be seen literally clinging to each other, with him playing on his console and with his head resting on your shoulder, and you hugging him. As much as he doesn't like PDA that much, he finds your presence and your touches so comforting that he ends up giving in a little.

Kuroo once went to Kenma's house to get something he had left there the last time he went there, and when he entered he found him hugging you with his face buried in the crook of your neck. After some deadly glares from the boy, Kuroo promised he wouldn't tell anyone.

A/N — Tysm for your request!! I wish I had added more characters, but recently I've been very busy so I was afraid it would take too long for me to do this one.💔💔

I hope you enjoyed it!

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onlymingyus · 2 years ago

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a little attention

pairing; yoon jeonghan x gn reader

genre; fluff, slight angst

warnings; some tension in the relationship, talks of being sick or worse, dramatic af!jeonghan, mostly just two people in love and one of them is an attention hog

w/c; 1.4k and some change

requested; no

a/n; i just had an idea of jeonghan and how he enjoys attention and the lengths he would go to in order to get it. also i wrote that first line and it made me fond of him. i hate it here.

Hannie: Be sure to take care of Jjongddol when I’m gone.

It takes longer than you would like to check your phone but the moment you see the message from Jeonghan you can’t help but sigh. Your boyfriend has always been dramatic so it had become a bit like the boy who cried wolf when it came to know if he was actually needing you. Sighing you glance at your co-worker's desk noticing she isn’t paying you much attention before you put your phone to your ear letting it ring.

“Baby…I could be dead by now. Laying in a ditch, is this how much I mean to you?”

Another sigh slips from your lips causing your co-worker to look at you, prompting you to turn your chair from her direction so you can talk to Jeonghan with some bit of privacy.

“Jeonghan, you are so…” You can almost picture his pout as you speak making you stop mid-sentence taking another direction in your conversation. “Tell me what’s wrong.”

Turning over on his side, Jeonghan whines into the phone as he pulls your blanket over his body on the couch. He loved the sound of your voice, even if you sounded a bit annoyed with him. He missed you so much and he didn’t feel his best.

“I don’t feel good, come home. Something is wrong.”

Furrowing your brows, you glance at the clock on your computer to see what it was. You had only been at work for a little under 4 hours, with another 4 to go so Jeonghan asking this of you was a big ask. Shaking your head, you look down at your lap feeling your heart tighten at the sound of his whine. He sounded pitiful. Maybe he actually was sick and needed you.

“Jeonghan, I’m at work. I can’t just leave for no reason, as much as I’d like to–”

“No reason? No…reason? I told you I don’t feel good. Y/N, I am wounded. My heart is breaking. It’s shattering into a million pieces on the floor as I speak.”

You knew he was twisting the situation but all you could do was sigh in slight frustration. Your head leaning back against your chair, you close your eyes briefly listening to the whine in his voice only get stronger before you finally speak up again.

“Fine! Oh my god…you are such a baby. If you aren’t literally on your death bed you will be Yoon Jeonghan.”

A smile plays on Jeonghan’s lips at your words, he knew that was an empty threat. You loved him far too much, just as much as he loved you. Putting on his sweetest baby voice, Jeonghan shifts on the couch so he can look up at the ceiling, his fingers playing with the soft blanket that smells like you.

“You’ll be home in an hour?”

Furrowing your brows, you are already packing up your bag after typing up an email to your boss about an emergency at home when Jeonghan asks you that question.

“Why does it matter? Do you need to plan something?”

“No…of course not. I am just so happy you love me this much. I know I’ll start to feel a little better just seeing your pretty face.”

Waving at your co-worker you can’t help but note her smirk as you start for the door, your eyes rolling at Jeonghan’s words.

“Yeah, I’m sure. You want me to pick you up some soup?”

Jeonghan juts out his bottom lip considering your offer before nodding to himself and making a cute affirming noise.

“Please? And dumplings? I love you so much, angel.”

The sound of your car starting makes Jeonghan grin, along with the sound of your more clearly annoyed breath when your phone connects to your car.

“Yeah, I know. I love you too. Be home soon. Get some rest, babe.”

“Mmm.”

That’s the last sound you hear before Jeonghan hangs up the phone, leaving you to your task and to drive. Around an hour later you find yourself in front of your shared home with the man, your bag, and take out in your arms walking up to the door. Furrowing your brows you balance it all in order to manage to unlock the door and get inside.

After a quick glance around, everything looked normal. You hadn’t expected anything different really but you couldn’t help the deep-down feeling of dread. What if something was really wrong with Jeonghan? What if he was sick enough that you needed to take him to the hospital? He had said something that had stuck with you the entire drive; ‘Something is wrong.’

What could be wrong?

Setting your shoes and bag to the side, you keep the takeout in hand as you make your way into the living room seeing your blanket missing. That could only mean one thing, Jeonghan had taken it to the bedroom. Something he usually did when he wasn’t feeling well and wanted it with him in the bed. Now you were concerned.

“Jeonghan, baby?”

The sound of your voice, a small bit of panic laced within the warmth caused Jeonghan to lift his head from the pillows, hitting pause on the movie he had been watching.

“I’m in here, Y/N.”

It was good to hear his voice, you realize. You really had missed him even if you had seen him just that morning. Stepping into the room, you let your eyes move over him on the bed. The blanket draped over his body, his shoulder-length brown hair resting a bit messily against his pillow. Other than looking a bit paler than normal he looked fine.

Furrowing your brows, you sit down the takeout on the nightstand before reaching out to touch his forehead to check for a fever repeating the process on his cheeks. Jeonghan smiles taking your wrist and pulling your hand to his lips to kiss your knuckles lovingly.

“How are you feeling Jeonghan? You said something was wrong?”

The man nods, his lips brushing over the top of your hand as he lifts his eyes to meet yours.

“It was, you went to work and left me home alone. I was lonely.”

Pulling your hand away, you sigh loudly when Jeonghan laughs playfully, falling back against his pillows at your burst of frustration at his actions.

“You are such an ass. That’s half a day of work Jeonghan. It’s not funny…”

His laugh fades as he sees your face, the crease between your brows. Reaching up he tries to take your hand once only to be pushed away before he tries again slower when you let him as he sits up pulling you closer to the bed.

“I’m sorry baby. I know it was stupid. I just…wanted a little attention. I’ve been gone so much and then when I got back you work every day. Also, it wasn’t a complete lie, I really did have a headache, but it is feeling better now. But, it was selfish and stupid of me. I just really miss you. I was hoping you’d find it fun too. I wanted to lay in bed, eat the food, watch a movie, cuddle…see where the cuddling led us.”

You were trying very hard to stay angry at Jeonghan as he explained himself but as he spoke it got harder and harder to keep your eyes cold. It got more difficult to stay tense as his hand slid over your hip to your lower back trying to pull you closer to him on the bed.

“You could have just told me that. I hate when you lie to get me to do something. I was so scared that something was really wrong. Don’t ever do that to me again.”

Jeonghan frowns sitting back to look up at you better, his hand sliding from yours so he can hold his hand up to pledge to you.

“I promise I won’t, I’ll just tell you. I love you so much, angel.”

Furrowing your brows, you whine softly at his voice feeling yourself going soft for him. Jeonghan could see you crumbling for him, a smile on his lips at the sound.

“I love you too, you idiot.”

“Your idiot.”

You let yourself be pulled onto the bed and into Jeonghan’s arms then under the blanket. The warmth of his arms lulls you to relax into the mattress and his touch when his lips meet yours gently.

“Mm, but do you still promise to take care of Jjongddol if something does happen to me?”

Jeonghan laughs against your lips, a pained sound escaping against your lips when your hand connects with his shoulder at his joke. His lips meshed with yours once again, a smile spreading on your lips when you find yourself happy that he lured you away from work today.

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scremogirl · 1 year ago

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★♑︎☆彡𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎✪𝐍!☆♏︎★

How the Captains and Lieutenants (+) would react to PDA

I’m obsessed with this anime you don’t even understand. Imma do a spin off of this but with the arrancar and sterneitter and Yhwach… yes I like Yhwach. Suck my dick. All the captains are the ones in the picture aka pre attack TYBW captains. Ikkaku and Kaien are the only changed lieutenants. This took to long to write so I barley proof read it, it just gets a little reparative at times. Read the note at the end plz. Enjoy my loves.

Chōjirō Sasakibe

W/ others: Young Chojiro would find it sweet. He has a very strong heart and will acknowledge the love of the couple but do nothing more. Older Chojiro would probably scoff and tell them to be a little more prideful about when and where they show their affection.

W S/O: I think no matter what age he’s pretty much the same. Wouldn’t do too much or too little. Younger him wouldn’t be as affectionate because he might have other priorities. Older him though, even tho he has more responsibilities, he’s laid back and will rest with you on a bench as you talk about your day. Would probably like feeding the ducks at a local park with you.

Suì-Fēng

W/ other people: *Side eye*. She ignores it for the most part but wishes they would do it in private. As long as it’s not anything tooo intimate then she doesn’t mind really.

W/ S/O: She doesn’t like it. Again, she doesn’t mind anything very subtle. Intentional but discreet brushing of the hands, holding eachother pinkies under the table, or sitting close together, is all alright. Hugging and Kissing on the other hand? No. Maybe if she’s feeling a little soft or has a good day, a kiss on the cheek would be exceptional, maybe a pet name. Other than that, absolutely not. She does have a reputation to uphold after all. (*cough* and she doesn’t want Yoruichi to see *cough*)

Rōjūrō Ōtoribashi

W/ others: He finds it endearing that people can express their love for eachother so openly. He won’t comment on it and keep going on with his day. If it gets a little to handsy between the two he’ll probably strum his guitar a little harder to block it out or just get up and walk away.

W/ S/O: He enjoys it. He likes the feeling of his hands in yours and arms wrapped around each other. He’s a little more open about it in private but that doesn’t mean he’ll completely stop in public. He’s more of a words or affrimation kinda guy, I mean he puts so much emotion into his lyrics, how could he not be? He’ll whisper sweet nothings in your ear, and if he’s in the mood, a couple filthy promises.

Izuru Kira

W/ others: Izuru is a naturally introverted and quiet person. Seeing people so open and confident in their love for eachother makes him a little jealous. He wishes that sometimes he could put himself out there just a little more, but he’s comfortable in his little bubble so the thought alone kinda scares him.

W/ S/O: As I said before, he’s a shy lil boy. Not to much in public or you’ll kill him. In private tho, 🤭. He’s literally all over you, begging and whimpering for just a little bit of attention (he’s def a sub imo). He likes having someone to hold every night he goes to bed and every morning he wakes up. Tbh, I think he goes for the extroverts; he’d appreciate it if you make the moves most of the time. But when he’s in a mood, best believe he’s not letting you go anywhere, for someone so slim he can be exceptionally strong; aka his status as a lieutenant. He loves words of affirmation, giving or receiving.

Retsu Unohana

W/ others: She thinks it’s sweet, at least Retsu does. As long as they aren’t doing too much she just goes on about her day. Yachiru on the other hand would have scoffed a little, shaming them for their openness, thinking that those moments between two lovers should be saved for the more private and intimate moments. (*She a reformed crip*)

W/ S/O: Im a little indifferent on this one. I don’t really have an opinion on her when it comes to this. I think before the main story and tybw she wouldn’t even be interested in anything but battle. Main story Unohana (+) pre-attack tybw, wouldn’t mind hand holding. She’ll call you cute/endearing names like “dear or hun” but other than that, I don’t think she’ll be that mindful or care about it.

Isanae Kotetsu

W/ others/: She’s shy and reserved just like izuru. More prone to blushing at seeing other people cuddle up to each other . If she makes contact with either of the two she’ll put her head down and scurry away. She’s so cuteeeee☺️.

W/ S/O: FLUSTERED AF. Will blush, stutter, and whimper at any sign of affection; especially in public. Y’know when in anime the two love interests are walking home together and one grabs the other's hand and turns away blushing? That’s her. She rarely makes the first move but will silently ask you too.

Shinji Hirako

W/ others: Fuckin Hypocrite. He'll scoff and get in his “I wish that was me so imma be a hater,” moods. Seeing people canoodling with each other in public kinda makes his dick hard ngl. He imagines it’s him with his s/o. niggas a pervert on bro.

W S/O: Touchy grabby touchy grabby. Won’t keep his hands to himself. Loves the fact others can see how shy he makes you. Will whisper the filthiest, diabolical things in your ear. Scratch that, if he feels like it he’ll say it out loud. Depending on who you are though, he won't actually say anything, he’s truly a respectful person; just likes to tease. Besides anything sexual, he loves holding your hands and looking deep into your eyes. It’s not hard to make him blush either but he’ll do so with a big smile and soft gaze. He just wants everyone to know how in love he is.

Byakuya Kuchini

W/ others: He doesn’t really care. Little displays of affection are okay in front of him but for the most part, because of who he is, people tend to not take it too far when he’s around.

W S/O: Like Soi Fong, he has a reputation to maintain. He’s a very private and uptight person. Most would say he has a stick up his ass (*kenny*). Another person who prefers to show affection in private. He’ll let you lay your head on his shoulder or vice versa; hands intertwined while you observe the koi fish in his private pond. In meetings with the other nobles, he’ll grab and squeeze your hand from under the table to reassure you. Who knew he could be a lil softie.

Renji Abarai

W/ others: Doesn’t matter to him. Don’t try and bang in front of him and you're cool. Renjis a very laid back guy even if he can be a hot head. He prefers if people would do it in private but if it starts to get to much for him he’ll just get up and walk away.

W/ S/O: I can only imagine him w/ Rukia I’m so sorry. Butttt, if I had to give a take on it I’d say he can get really flustered.

Sajin Komomaru

W/ others: Slightest bit jealous. Because of what he looks like, afraid that nobody would wanna do those things with him. He doesn’t have an opinion on PDA, as long as they’re respectful of the others around.

W S/O: It’s a pretty known fact that Sajin is insecure about himself. However, after he takes his face covering off he does become a little more confident. He’s another private one. Loves cuddling next to the fireplace. In his human form tho, he feels like he has an opportunity to finally show how much he loves you in public without fear of getting judged. He’ll hold you hand and call you a little pet name but for the most part he’s “meh” about it. Afraid to get fur in your mouth.

Shunsui Kyōraku

W/ others: Also another pervert. Have you read his books? Is the cheesy romantic type who says shit like “they just love eachother so much”. That one guy in meet cute romance novels who sits in the back of the cafe or park benches and writes a story based on couples he sees walking by. On some “her big blue eyes started into his narrow darker ones 🥺,” type shit.

Would probably write smut about it ng hold you. Lisa peer edits 4sure.

W/ S/O: Shameless bastard. Like shinji, he does not care who he’s around. Gets a pass because the head captian thinks of him as a son. Will do it infront it him even, making you give him a slap to the head. He’ll just wink at you and give you the biggest, wettest kiss on your cheek ever (*que Yamamoto leaving the room mumbling about how the younger generation has no shame*). Physical touch and words of affirmation are his strong suit. Will tell you your beautiful no matter when or where. Loves taking naps with you under the many beautiful trees located in *byakuyas’ home* the seireitei.

Nanao Ise

W/ others: Unprofessional. She thinks things like that should be indoor activities in their own space. Would probably speak up about it if it was getting too much. Wouldn’t be bitchy about it but would definitely have a very stern tone.

W/ S/O: Again, save it for inside. Would be flustered at any type of affection but more so in public. Would have the brightest cheeks and tell you off for doing things like that in public. She kinda gives me veryyy subtle tsundere vibes, like you gotta squint to see it. In private however, she’ll come up to you with redden cheeks and an embarrassed/ little irritated expression and hold her arms out for a hug.

Kensei Mugurama

W/ others: Get it outta his face. Doesn’t like it with other people, but he won’t have any strong reaction to it. Probably just gives a roll of his eyes and a head shake. Just seeing other people be lovey dovey makes him cringe.

W S/O: Just like his flat skulled friend, very much a hypocrite. Will have a firm grip on your hand every time you two go out, arm around your waist, hand on your lower back. Even though he has this tough persona attached to him, he doesn’t mind showing just how much he cares about you. Will let you sit in his lap with his arms around you or hands on your hips with his face buried in your neck. He does this the most in public, especially if he doesn’t feel like socializing. Would be a little cheeky and start peppering kisses along your neck.

Shūhei Hisagi

W others: Tbh I’m a bit indifferent to him too. He’ll either glance at them and walk the other way. Or, B, become flustered and dip. He just doesn’t know how to react. Kinda just stares for a couple seconds, blushes, huffs, and walks away.

W S/O: Just like his best friend (insert Izuru), he’s a bit bashful about it, but just like his captain he can be a little slick. After a couple of drinks the boldness comes out. He loves wrapping his arm around your shoulder and pulling you towards him with a kiss on your cheek. Will also pull you into his lap and would most likely fall asleep. When he’s a bit more in control of his actions, he’ll grab your hand as you stroll through the town. Still a fan of kissing you on the cheek and will throw in a babe here or there, the works.

Tōshirō Hitsugaya

W/ others: Another one who finds it inappropriate in public. He’s but a child, spare him please,

W S/O: Lil boy.

Rangiku Matsumoto

W/ others- Yet another one who finds it cute. Would comment on how adorable the couple is, will even say it to their face. She can tune it out if she wants too but finds it funny to tease them. Especially if it’s one of her friends (Izuru abuse).

W S/O- Loves, loves, LOVES PDA. Cute nicknames, hugs and kisses, holding hands, going on dates. Loves to feel wanted and appreciated. Probably loves PDA the most out of everyone on this list.*Gin can’t do anything about it cause he dead*

Kenpachi Zaraki

W others: Finds it disgusting but doesn’t care. Slighttttttttly a perverted about it. As long as you're not jumping each other's bones, you’re safe.

W/ S/O: Kinda like Kensei. Very protective of you and a little saucy. Does not care who's watching because he knows they won’t do anything about it. Won’t say it but he loves when you’re perched on his shoulders (your weight/height does not matter this niggas almost seven feet and beefy). Loves for you to sit in his lap too, another one who likes napping with you outside. Lowkey likes it when you, yachiru, and himself go out and do whatever, kinda like his own little family. (has a breeding kink btw)

Ikkaku Madarame

W/ others: Would straight up tell them to knock it off if it’s getting too much. He finds all that cheesy, coupley, romance stuff disgusting. (Would headbutt someone).

W/ S/O: Doesn’t give a damn just like his captain. Very brash and straight forward. Will come up and kiss you in the middle of training if he thinks he did something particularly good in which he deserves a reward. Would sling an arm around your shoulder and kiss the top of your head while sitting in a bar drinking and laughing. Plot twist! If YOU were the one showing PDA he’ll become bashful and scold you about doing things like that in public. Calls you babe 24/7 and does not care who's around when he makes naughty jokes.

Mayuri Kurotsuchi

W/ others: Will stare at them until they stop or throw up in each other's mouths. Finds it absolutely repulsive. Why are you doing that in public, let alone in front of him? Will comment on it, telling them that wherever they are is no place for such nonsense. Will walk away and mutter how nasty it is under his breath.

W/ S/O: No.

Nemu

W/ others: Does not care.

W/ others: Wouldn’t initiate it but would reciprocate if you did. She basically a robot ion know what you want from me.

(+ Akon)

W/ others: Why though? Might get flustered if they start making out but for the most part he gets second hand embarrassment.

W/ other: Again would get flustered by kissing, but wouldn’t necessarily push you away or tell you to stop.

Jūshirō Ukitake

W/ others- Thinks it’s so cute. Would smile and wave at the couple. If they started to get a bit more handsy with eachother his pale face would turn the brightest of pink as he excuses himself.

W S/O- In terms of the top three PDA lovers I’d say Rangiku, Shunsui/Rose tied for 2nd, then him. He’s literally the sweetest person in all the seireitei. Loves sitting out in the open with you, on a cute little picnic date. Pet names thrown around the room, hugges and kisses are open anytime. Would blush and rub the back of his head with a soft laugh and even softer smile if you ever catch him off guard in public. Would say he loves you no matter who’s around.

Kaien Shiba

W/ others: Won’t pay attention to it. They love each other, so what?

W S/O: Woule give you big bears hugs whenever he sees you. Timid smiles with a heart of gold. Around you 24/7 so everyone has gotten used to it. Your own personal shadow.

꧁༺!𝐁𝐎𝐍𝐔𝐒!༺꧂

Sōsuke Aizen

W/ others. Pre betrayal Aizen would say he finds it charming in a way. Would softly smile at the two and keep going on about his day. Post betrayal Aizen would give them the side eye. Thinks it’s disrespectful to do things like that in his presence. Might rock your shit tbh.

W/ S/O- Pre betrayal Aizen would encourage it. He wants to show everyone how sweet and gentle of a boyfriend he can be. Will grab your hands, waist, hips, or arms at random times to catch you off guard. Post betrayal Aizen could not give 2 fucks.. Would come up behind you snaking his hand around your neck and kiss behind your ear, while you’re mid convo with someone might I add. Will have you sit on his throne with him, might force you too if you’ve been acting up, especially if he knows you hate attention (sinister af).

Gin Ichimaru

W/ others: Would observe them from afar. If they're getting annoying with it he’ll come up to them and purposely make them uncomfortable. Deep down though, he’ll find it cute and long for someone to connect to like that

W/ S/O: Similar to Aizen in the way he just does not care. Even after the betrayal of the Gotei 13, he stays the same. Would grab your hips and kiss along the column of your neck staring straight into the eyes of the person you're talking to. Would whisper teasing words to you no matter where you are. But as I said earlier, the real Gin would just want you to feel like you are always an attachment of him. He really does love you

Kaname Tōsen

W others: Can’t see them.

NAH IM JUST PLAYIN 😭. He thinks it’s a bit unsavory to be doin things in public. He does think, however, that if they’re that secure in the relationship and in their love they have the right to express it.

W/ S/O: Pre betrayal Kaname would hold your hands most of the time. Would possibly give you a quick peck on the cheek or forehead when he knows nobody is paying attention. Most of that stuff is in the privacy of your home. Defo gets more confident and will subtly grope you while whispering sweet nothings. Post betrayal Kaname may or may not be as strict about it. It’s 50/50 he wants you to know he loves you but he also wants to be professional. Maybe if you catch him in a less populated area. Who knows 🤷🏽‍♀️.

Kisuke Urahara

W/ others: Would watch them from behind his fan and bucket hat. Doesn’t mind it at all, he’ll just laugh about it and say that they’re just doing what most couples do.

W/ S/O: Run. Will not leave you aloneeeeeee. Will grab at any part of you. Will grab or slap your ass in public too he dgaf: But when you whip around he’s already out of sight. Now you and the other people around you are left speechless as you stomp around to find him. He loves pet names and will let them spew out whenever. Likes to tease you a lot and does it even more in public. He just like seeing you so shy (* was gonna say blush but uh…👋🏾*). He’s way more on you in private though. Laying in bed cuddled up with you is his favorite. Likes having his face smushed in your chest no matter the size. Arms around your waist and breathing softly as you play with his hair. That won’t last long though, Defo sleeps in the starfish position and will slap or kick you in the face. Good luck tho cause he sleeps like he’s dead. You’ll either push him on the floor or sleep on the couch.

Yoruichi Shihōin

W/ others: She’ll just tune it out. If it’s getting too much she’ll ask them to stop. Just don’t do it when she’s around.

W S/O: Does what she wants. Totally think she’ll love to cuddle up to you in her cat form. Lives for head and belly rubs as well as scratches to her ears. Human form Yoruichi is way more devious. Would lay her head in your lap, arms crossed as she sleeps. Would kiss your cheek, say her 2 cents and walk away. She doesn't care who's around or what you're doing. If she wants to love on you she will.

Just as another psa I don’t write for Toshiro romantically or the lieutenants from squad 2, 5, or 7.

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➳ astronomy | psh.

non!idolsunghoon x fem!reader

“a tale old as time, young love don’t last for life”

synopsis: you and sunghoon broke up and ended on good terms, but you never expected to see him move on so quickly, especially on your last day of work.

warnings/content: written in third pov. pure and heavy angst. no happy ending, i’m sorry. no fluff. not proofread and cursing!

comments, likes, and reposts are appreciated :)

word count: 5.5k

a/n: fictional characters — dae (jungwon’s boyfriend), min-su (heeseung’s girlfriend), and ji-woo (jake’s girlfriend).

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current song playing: astronomy by conan gray

↻ ◁ II ▷ ↺

0:30 ─────|────────────── 3:23

“so we’re done then?”

“yeah.. uhm, we’re done..” sunghoon confirmed. “i’m sorry it had to be this way.”

“it’s okay, hoon.. we’ve both got different things going on right now. we should focus on ourselves.” y/n said with a shaky voice, hands begging to be in his warm hold again. her face lit up with a soft and reassuring smile, in hopes that he wouldn’t see through her.

he did though.

after knowing the one who he thought was her soulmate, he could read her body language and understand what she felt through observation.

“you know, i wished we never had to go through this…” hoon’s breath hitched as he swallowed back another sob. his eyes teared up at the thought of them not together again. face pale as he glanced up to see her smile gently fading away with his words.

she bit her lip and sniffled — “yeah i know.. i wish we never did either. maybe in another universe?”

the word ‘universe’ simply tore the two apart. how could they have been a match made, and yet not make it through this fallout? their eyes locked with each others, lingering to stay as their relationship began to crumble upon the quiet goodbyes in the unspoken atmosphere.

“yeah, another universe.” sunghoon affirmed, taking in a harsh gulp at the aching feel of coming to terms with harsh reality.

“goodbye, sunghoon..,” y/n softly uttered as she held onto his face for a last look. “you’ll always hold a special place.”

hoon felt the threatening tears fall down his cheeks, heart stopping at the words he thought he’d never hear. “you always will too..,” — was all he could respond back with as the chest pain worsened.

with the last few words said to each other, y/n felt the urge to leave; everything in her screaming to get out before she’d sob in his arms and never want to let go.

her heart ached to be near him, just to be in the embracing comfort of her one and only.., just one last time before she could have closure.

she didn’t though.

her body frame was out of the door as soon as she slipped through his fingers. every part in her body begged to go back but no, she couldn’t. they would’ve been in worst conditions if they had stayed together.

.　 . • ☆ . ° .• °:. *₊ ° . ☆

months had passed since the couple broke up. long and tiring months.

many attempts to get over the other had become a daily routine. little habits were made, yet no progression had occurred.

sunghoon and y/n still loved each other. of course they did, they just kept a long distance — only hearing about one another through their friends who were dating each other.

“so have you heard from ji-woo about y/n?” hoon hesitantly asked his friend, jake.

in return, he received an eye roll and a head shake. “it’s always y/n this and y/n that. when are you gonna get over her?” the aussie boy said, slightly chuckling as he patted hoon’s shoulders.

“i just.. miss her.” he sheepishly admitted with blushing ears.

“we know, sunghoon. that’s why i’m setting you up on a date with someone tomorrow,” their other friend — jay chimed in with a beaming smile.

sunghoon’s body tensed at his words. “date? uhm i don’t know if that’s a good idea.”

“oh come on hoon! you need to go out and have fun, you can’t always be stuck up on y/n. she’s probably moved on quicker than you have.” jay said with a playful scoff.

the younger sent a scowling look at him. jake laughed at the two — “maybe the date will help, hoon?”

sunghoon kept his eyes down before giving in and agreeing to the date.

jake smiled before quickly shoving his hands into his pants, bringing out his phone and texting someone without hoon knowing.

.　 . • ☆ . ° .• °:. *₊ ° . ☆

somewhere along the ways, a loud gasp was heard from y/n’s apartment.

“NO WAY!” y/n heard her friend, ji-woo scream.

“WHAT?” y/n and her other two friends, min-su and dae yelled out together.

“uhm! nothing…,” the girl responded back with a coy smile.

the rest looked at her with wandering eyes before going back to their conversation.

“WAIT! i have to pee, i’ll be back!” y/n yelled, quickly rushing to the bathroom to do her business.

“this girl always needs to go,” min-su snorted with a slight judging voice.

“SHUT UP!” the girl in the bathroom muffled out.

everybody giggled in silence before ji-woo grabbed their attention — “GUYS! look at jake’s text!” she shoved her phone in front of their faces, quickly earning gasps from them.

“he’s going on a date already??” dae questioned in loud thoughts.

“SH! she might hear you!” ji-woo yelled out in return. “you think we should tell her though?”

min-su furiously shook her head. “no! i wouldn’t want to know if heeseung was going out with some other girl.”

the boy slightly gasped — “me too honestly…, i’d be mad if i heard jungwon was moving on.”

jake’s partner nodded her head in agreement. “that’s true, me too with jake but.. she has a right to know though doesn’t she?”

the group exchanged worried glances before hearing the bathroom door unlocked to y/n coming out with a half smile.

“were you guys talking shit or something? why is it so quiet?” she said with an eyebrow raise.

the three friends awkwardly laughed, sharing quiet side eyes before ji-woo broke the silence — “why would we talk shit?”

min-su nodded her head before adding on, “yeah plus we can’t even talk shit with you so close to the bathroom.”

y/n mouth opened in shock before hearing the cackled out laughs and gasps from dae and ji-woo. “fuck you guys too then!” she jokingly replied, rolling her eyes.

“what no! we’d never talk shit about you y/n!” dae defended while still giggling from min-su’s words.

“mhm okay, whatever,” she bitterly said.

the gang continued their giggles for a little longer. “okay guys! that’s enough, let’s watch a movie!” ji-woo announced, hands taking hold of the remote to change the topic.

.　 . • ☆ . ° .• °:. *₊ ° . ☆

a few days went by after their hangout, and y/n had to go in on her last day of work. she deeply sighed before heading in with her uniform on.

she was there for almost a year at this ice cream place, and she was suddenly being let go of the same time she was still going through a breakup — could it get any worse?

“this is going to be a long day,” the girl softly uttered.

and indeed it was.

as hours passed within her time schedule, y/n felt time go by more slower than usual. when the clock hinted that she was nearing the end of her last shift, she sighed in relief.

cleaning the countertops with all of her energy she had left, the door dinged — signifying that someone had arrived in.

y/n’s eyes glanced up in a swift to greet the customer. but once she did, she felt like her world had come to a stop.

everything froze in place after seeing her ex, sunghoon with some girl wrapping her arms around his.

her heart instantly shattered within seconds of meeting eyes with him. she swallowed down a harsh cry in her throat before shakily saying, “hello, how can i help you today?”

hoon’s eyes softly stayed on her lingering gaze. he knew what he was doing. he knew she worked there.

he just knew.

he looked away in hesitation, pressing his lips into a firm line before turning away to the menu.

“i’ll give you guys a few seconds,” y/n mumbled to the two — watching the pretty girl smile in return and turning to the boy she was on a date with.

she made her way to the back, tears instantly filling her eyes as soon as she was out of their sight.

“fuck,” the heart shattered girl quietly mumbled to herself. closing her eyes, she sighed to herself before realizing her coworker was still in the back.

“you okay, y/n?” she heard her coworker say.

“yeah i’m fine, im just giving them some time to decide.”

after a few minutes, y/n went out to check on them.

“you guys ready to order yet?” she tried to beam with her customer voice.

sunghoon’s eyes quickly went to her and softened. his eyes could say so much that he couldn’t dare to speak of. they were a clear indication that he still loved her.

y/n wanted to linger in his presence, just yearn in the feel that he was finally near her again.

but she didn’t.

she broke eye contact to look at the girl who was ready to order.

‘she’s pretty,’ she thought to herself with a gentle smile. ‘real pretty..,’

“can i get the number four in a regular, please?” she heard the gorgeous girl say.

her chest weirdly tightened at her voice before nodding her head — “of course, what else can i get for you guys?” her eyes trailed up to the boy she used to love with a heavy heart.

“can i get the number twenty one in a regular too?” sunghoon spoke in a soft tone.

there was that weird chest pain in her heart again after hearing his voice. it’d been so long since she heard him say anything, and hearing how he had ordered the exact same ice cream flavor she’d get him after work made her want to breakdown and cry.

it was a coffee flavor, and she always remembered how much he loved coffee flavored things.

y/n softly bit her lips, holding back a smile that wanted to be shown before exhaling a heavy sigh without letting him know.

“okay, will that be all for tonight?” she mumbled, praying for her pained eyes to not be obvious to him as she looked him straight in the eye.

the girl he was on a date with shook her head before looking at hoon. “no that’ll be all, thank you!”

y/n nodded her head before allowing the payment to show on their side. “okay, whenever you’re ready.”

“i’ll get it,” sunghoon uttered out to his date.

just those words had the poor girl behind the counter shaking.

he was paying. he always did.

she remembered that about him because he always offered when they were together.

“really??” the girl gasped. “you’re such a gentleman! jay was so right about you!”

in an instant second, hoon met eyes with y/n. a hint of betrayal and disbelief was displayed in the girl’s facial features before softly rolling her eyes and turning back to the screen.

‘so jay set him up…,’ she said in her own head.

“would you like your receipt?” she mumbled, trying not to sound too bitter in her tone.

if they were still together, he would’ve had a playful grin on his face with how jealous she sounded.

but they weren’t.

so sunghoon only awkwardly nodded before replying — “yes please.”

she printed out the receipt and reached her hands out. his hand reached out for it as well, but the placing was miscalculated and his hand held onto hers by accident.

her eyes blinked twice at the sudden touch of his fingers on hers. he kept his gaze on her reaction but she didn’t bother to look up at him. their hearts were pounding like crazy.

if anything, they were practically beating at the same time. it was like they were working together in harmony again.

however, when y/n let her eyes go to the clueless girl beside him, she immediately retracted her hands with a fake smile.

“here’s your receipt, we’ll get that out for you.” she turned away before she could hear their ‘thank yous’ and left near where her coworker was.

“i’ll do the coffee one,” y/n mumbled to her, adding in different toppings left and right.

as she worked on the ice cream, she heard the girl sunghoon was on a date with yell — “it’s so cool how they do that! isn’t it cool, hoonie?”

y/n’s hands froze. the chopping sounds from her ice cream scoopers no longer being heard as she tried not to show how hurt she was.

“you okay?” the coworker softly uttered to her.

“hm? oh yeah, just a muscle cramp.” she awkwardly replied, laughing it off with a hand shake before returning back to the frozen ice cream.

“oh, sorry, i’m only comfortable with hearing my close friends and family call me that.” the girl heard sunghoon stiffly respond in his most sincere tone.

y/n’s lips tried not to automatically curl into a smile with his rejection. she was never one to hate the girl, but truthfully, hearing him decline the name call was satisfying in her heart. she tried to not let her reaction show though, knowing that he’d occasionally glance at her time to time without being obvious.

when she started to top off the ice cream rolls with whipped cream and other toppings, a sudden song had boomed out throughout the building — causing her to widen her eyes.

‘glimpse of us’ by joji started to play at the right time.

she let out a soft sigh as the song continued out. “what great timing, really.” her weakened voice mumbled, shaking her head before announcing that their ice creams were ready.

y/n saw sunghoon’s tall figure stand up and walk to where she was. her heart was stupidly racing just at how close he was striding towards her.

“here you go, enjoy!” she quickly beamed with her high pitched voice, as if he was just a usual customer.

her back faced him to hide her sickened expression when she had sudden memories flooding in.

quick flashbacks of when they’d go on little adventurous dates popped in, and she was then reminded of when she’d stand up to go get their food but his hands wouldn’t let go of hers, so they’d just both go up together.

his hands couldn’t ever leave hers wherever they went. public display wasn’t a thing for him, but her hands always remained to be what he loved to be in contact with.

y/n’s brows scrunched together at the memory of him being clingy, watching how he couldn’t find it in himself to hold the new girl’s hands.

she felt tears spark at the rim of her eyes, threatening to take its fall as she was vividly reminded how happy she was with him.

the reason as to why they broke up was gone now.

someone who was once his gorgeous girl just wanted to be in that position of his date, to be sitting so close to him in that table and hear him talk about his life.

she wanted that.

she missed that.

she missed him.

“fuck this song is not helping..” y/n mumbled to herself, sniffling hard to get a hold of herself as the song was halfway through.

it loudly echoed through every corner of the place. she knew the lyrics would linger in his ears, possibly remind him about her too.

it was rest assured that he was most likely getting flashbacks just as much as she was, because she saw it in his eyes — his eyes that she missed staring into.

the girl felt her chest tighten as the heartbeats became more rapid. “fuck this, i’m gonna go take out the trash.” she grabbed the trash bin that had been gathered a few hours ago, and told her coworker what she was gonna do.

a heavy sigh heaved out of her once she realized that she was gonna have to walk pass the two who were seemingly enjoying the date so far.

she shook her head before going out and attempting to zoom pass them. as she did so, she felt his eyes on her.

sunghoon stared deeply at her as if he didn’t care if his date saw or not.

he knew that taking the trash out was dangerous. he knew because he remembered how she always told him the little scary stories of taking the trash out after her shifts — how excited she’d be to share her work stories to her partner.

the male would always scold her though, that she was stupid for going out alone because he just wanted her safe.

hoon wanted to stand up.

he just wanted to do something to ensure that the girl he could no longer protect would be safe within the few minutes she’d be gone.

but the voice of his blind date had snapped him out of it.

“is everything okay, sunghoon?” she asked, still clueless to the obvious tension between the cashier and her date.

“yeah no, i’m fine. is it good?” he excused, nodding his head to her ice cream.

“mhm!” she sweetly beamed — “wanna try it?”

sunghoon softly chuckled to pass away the awkwardness.

“no it’s okay, i’m sure it’s delicious.” he rejected with a light smile.

“you’ve been a little tense though. you wanna get out of here?” he heard the girl suggest.

his mouth opened into a shape of an ‘o’ as he truthfully just wanted to go home by himself. his eyes never met with hers, though still nodding and saying, “sure, we can go.”

sunghoon and the girl he was on a date with left out of the door, not forgetting to move the chairs back in its rightful place.

as they walked out, the loud rolling of the trash bin could be heard — hinting that y/n was nearby.

as soon as he turned his head to the other side, she was right there — returning with the trash bin in one hand.

“have a great day!” she mindlessly said to them, pressing her lips into a forced smile before entering back in.

the tall boy was slightly confused. he thought there’d be more tension, more yearning to look at each other again but that was it.

she said her greeting to them and was gone before he could long for her.

“thank you,” he heard his date say.

hoon was taken aback for a second before realizing it was best to just leave it as is. he gestured his date to the bus station, leaving y/n fully alone for the night.

.　 . • ☆ . ° .• °:. *₊ ° . ☆

as the long lasting minutes of y/n’s shift finally finished, she closed up the store with her coworker.

the entire time she cleaned, she forgot it had been her last day with how the sudden appearance of her ex busied her mind. she never expected him to enter in, and to see him with someone else was almost like a stab in the back.

“get home safe, y/n! can’t believe this was my last day with you, i’ll miss you so much.” her coworker said with a slight frown.

“mhm you too! i’ll miss you too!!” the girl responded back.

she bid her coworker goodbye before turning back to the doors and locking them.

“finally..,” she mumbled with her eyes closed.

y/n let her body drag itself down onto the ground, hands reaching over to her face to cover herself as she started to breakdown.

being let go and encountering an ex on a date at her workplace was definitely something she was not expecting.

everything came crumbling down once the poor girl had the reminder of it being her last day from her coworker. tears streamed down her face as her vision slowly went into a blur.

y/n harshly sniffled, eyes still covered as she broke down even harder.

she knew it was stupid to cry in public.

and she knew it was especially dangerous since it was dark, and had to wait for the bus. she knew but at this point, what even mattered?

the girl gave a sigh out once she realized what she was doing. “come on y/n, don’t let it get to you.” she mumbled under her breath, hoping that nobody would come across the sobbing young adult in front of a closed store.

“you wanna talk about it?” a voice suddenly aired out.

a familiar voice at that.

her eyes widened, and she felt her heartbeats in her throat. she blinked a few more times before trailing her eyes up at the tall figure in front of her.

“sunghoon??” she questioned with a dry throat and watery eyes. the handsome boy gave a light chuckle that made her quickly stand up to her feet. “what are you doing here?”

“you’re still being unsafe, aren’t you?” hoon mindlessly said with a smile on his face.

y/n took a gulp, avoiding eye contact as she remained a little unsure on how to approach this situation. “why are you here hoon?” she asked, tone becoming a little more cold this time.

✩ ‘you said distance brings fondness but guess not with us’ ✩

he felt his heart stop at the nickname. it had been so long since he heard her call him that.

his eyes looked glassy as he attempted a smile. “just wanted to make sure you got home safe,” the boy faintly mumbled, causing y/n to barely process his words.

“you should go home.”

her heart was heavy with burden as she yearned to hear that he wanted to keep her safe, but she wasn’t his to worry about anymore.

sunghoon chuckled, scratching the back of his nape as he responded, “i can’t knowing that you’re out here alone.”

y/n nodded her head — “don’t you have a date to get back to?”

the petty tone was made clear in her voice even though she tried to sound unfazed.

the male smiled at her words, relieved to know that she definitely still had something for him.

“i took her home and made sure she got safe, but i needed to make sure that you got home safe too.”

she didn’t say anything as she only sniffled and nodded her head, wiping away the few tears she had before looking at him.

“well i’m fine so, you can go. thanks.”

y/n attempted to leave, not wanting to deal with such a mess anymore, only to be held back by his hand gripping onto her forearm. her body turned back towards him, a little more closer now as his hold caused her to slightly tumble.

“what, sunghoon?” she spoke with cold eyes.

hoon’s gaze never changed.

they remained soft with how he couldn’t reflect the cold shoulder she was trying to display. “let me walk you home,” he said while letting his grip go gentle.

y/n gulped at how his facial expression were so stern yet soft. her mind was saying no, but her heart was begging for another interaction.

“fine..,” she uttered in defeat.

the boy couldn’t help the coil in his lips that made him smile, and she noticed. she watched him try to hide away his precious grin that she loved when they were together.

as they walked along the street, their hands constantly bumped against each others, leaving little lingering touches with how their fingers just wanted to dangle together.

sunghoon wished to intertwine his hands with hers and keep their hands deep in his pockets, because that was what he used to do.

on cold days like these, he’d always shove their hands together in his jackets — engulfing her cold fingertips while using the weather as an excuse just to have some form of physical touch.

hoon remembered each time they did that on their walks, and y/n did too. they both did, and they both wanted to hands again.

they were so close too.

the boy’s hands almost reached for hers, which were only centimeters apart.

but y/n pulled away, shoving her own hands into her comfy pockets, unbeknownst that he was gonna attempt such a thing.

his lips pressed into a firm line before putting his own hands into his jacket as well to keep them warm.

“so.. you got laid off?” sunghoon awkwardly spoke, trying to break the silence.

his once lover turned to him with a slight head nod, not bothering to remark on how rude he was sounding in a playful way — because that was what they always did, tease each other.

“yep… today was my last day,” she muttered.

quiet sniffles were heard from her side as she got reminded of being let go once again. the girl bit her lips in hopes that he didn’t hear anything, or would possibly try and ignore it. but he heard it.

of course he would.

he always made sure he knew every small detail about her, and knowing her tone and demeanor through the voice cracks were just the tip of it. the small sniffles he picked up on just ensured that she wasn’t okay, and it broke his heart.

“i’m sorry,” hoon mumbled back.

“it’s not your fault, you don’t have to be sorry.” she said, softly laughing at his choice of words. “how was your date?”

he turned his head to her with an eyebrow raise.

in return, she rolled her eyes before nudging her elbow with his shoulder.

“oh come on, you know i had to ask that. that’s the biggest highlight of today.”

sunghoon smiled as he saw her lighten up a little more. “not sure if i should tell you,” he softly said with a teasing tone.

“oh please hoon, oh sorry.. sunghoon,” y/n paused for a second in shame.

continuing on as if nothing happened, she added — “you seemed like you had fun.”

the two were now approaching closer to her apartment complex as their topic remained out in the air.

“you want me to be honest?”

she felt the pulse of her heartbeats hitting her hand as her chest physically tightened again.

long story short, no, she didn’t want to.

she didn’t want to hear how well he was doing without her because how could he move on so quickly?

“she doesn’t compare to you,” her favorite boy quickly confessed with a pant.

y/n felt like her heart had dropped and then rapidly pick up once she got a hold of his words.

“what?” she mumbled under her breath.

“i can’t believe i’m admitting this,” hoon said with a slight chuckle, scratching the nape of his neck as he turned to face her. “i only went out with her because jay wanted me to. he was sick and tired of seeing me mope around with the loss of you.”

the girl tried to laugh the awkward confession off as she replied, “what..? you were moping around because of me?”

her hand reached to hit his arm almost instinctively before she stopped herself — “oh, sorry.. that would’ve been awkward.”

sunghoon grinned. “it’s okay, y/n…,”

they were now in front of her apartment complex, both reaching to a stop before facing each other.

“you know..,” he stopped his words to look at her deeply in the eyes. “i still look for you in every person.”

her heart stopped and tightened again at his sudden confession. her eyes instantly watered with tears as it took everything in her to hold back another breakdown.

“don’t..”

“what?” his face moved in a little closer to hers.

“don’t make me fall in love with you again.”

she turned her gaze away, mouth shaking as tears fell out without even realizing.

“y/n..,” sunghoon gently called, hands now reaching for hers distinctively.

he didn’t care if they were exes anymore. he just wanted to feel some kind of touch from her.

his hand attempted to hold hers but in seconds, she pulled herself into a hug with him instead.

her arms wrapped around his body, tightening with every second she was losing him.

“gorgeous?” he called again.

y/n missed hearing him call her that, but all she could do was shake her head on his chest.

his heart sank at the acknowledgment that this hug was what she needed all day.

it was what she longed for after exhausting hours.

knowing that she usually wasn’t the biggest person for physical touch, he softened at how much she simply melted in his arms.

the tall male wasn’t one to do public display, but for her? he was okay with it.

if she needed a hug, he was still willing to give one even if they were no longer together.

“you’re okay y/n, i’m here.” hoon softly uttered in her ear.

and it was like she was hit with a big reality check.

her eyes widened, realizing that she had given in for a hug. she quickly pushed herself off of him, breath a little shaky as she watched him only give a faint smile.

“i’m sorry sunghoon, i shouldn’t have hugged you. that was out of line, especially since we’re not together anymore. i just.., i just needed a hug but it’s okay.”

“y/n-“

“we can’t.”

the boy gave a half smile before approaching closer. his hand met her cold cheeks, giving gentle rubs with his thumb as he reassuringly said, “i know.” his eyes had now been the one to be sparked with tears. “which is why i’m letting you go now.”

y/n broke down right there.

the heart shattering truth that they both had to come to terms with hit them like a train wreck.

once she let the tears fall down her cheeks, sunghoon did too.

this had been one of the first few times she’s witnessed hoon break down and cry in their years together. the wet tears rapidly streamed down as he remained his best to look strong.

“be more safe from now on since i won’t be there anymore.” he muttered with a trembling voice.

the girl harshly bit her lips as his hand still remained on her cheek. he hated that he was the reason she was crying, but there couldn’t be any other way.

“i always thought you were the one and even now, i still do, so i think we shouldn’t talk until we both know we can handle seeing each other happy without the other.” he added in.

sunghoon attempted to keep a smile on his face, but couldn’t with how heart wrenching y/n had looked.

her eyes and nose were red, and her lips were trembling with fear.

“hoon, please…”

the name call shattered his heart into a million pieces.

it was the last time he was ever gonna hear her call him that, and he tried to savor it but he couldn’t. his heart was barely beating with how much pain was being endured.

“you’re right, but how could i ever get over someone like you? someone who was my soulmate?” y/n confessed with a weakened smile.

usually, he’d tease with how the girl he loved just admitted that he was her soulmate. but not this time.

he couldn’t.

the word ‘soulmate’ had him drop more tears in front of her.

he heard his pretty girl hiccup breaths of air in as her sobs slowly got louder.

“you were my everything, sunghoon.” y/n whispered, hands reaching up to hold the one that held onto her cheek.

his face was now pale as he plastered a soft grin that laced reassurance. “another universe right?” he spoke with a voice crack.

“right..,” the girl affirmed.

“i’ll be waiting for you then..,” hoon said with a hopeful smile.

he sniffled again before letting more tears fall, approaching closer to her facial features while whispering, “my pretty girl.”

✩ ‘it’s time to go’ ✩

he was handsome, of course he was.

he was drop dead handsome and y/n wanted to admire him, knowing that that’d possibly be the last time she’d ever see him again.

sunghoon moved closer to place a longing kiss on her forehead, lips trembling as she felt the running tears softly wet her own cheeks.

he pulled away, wishing he could linger just a little longer in her presence with eyes that were still filled with unsaid words.

unsaid words that she knew what he couldn’t say aloud.

the male let a small grin play on his lips before attempting to pull away his hand that still remained on her cheek — only to be held back by y/n’s grip. her hold tightened as her eyes screwed shut.

she didn’t want to let go. she wasn’t ready and she knew he wasn’t either.

but the odds were never in their favor.

so sunghoon let his hands slip out of her fingers as she instantly loosened the hold right after.

he gave another soft, reassuring smile before nodding — not wanting to say another word that could crack out weeping goodbyes.

✩ ‘you can’t force the stars to align when they’ve already died’ ✩

and that was it.

their closure was given, and even if they didn’t want to break up, it was written in the stars that they had to.

right person, wrong timing.

their timing could never be right with each other, and they both knew that. it wouldn’t have worked out no matter how hard they tried.

it’s astronomy after all, they’re two worlds apart.

✩ ‘the only mistake that we didn’t make was run’ ✩

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xjulixred45x · 8 months ago

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Its me or the collector/hunter would be such a mama's boy if they had one?

OMG THEY WOULD REAAAAAALY BE!!!

Hunter so SO needs someone who really cares about and loves him just the way he is, maybe a head of the Emperor's coven(or Even maybe Darius S/o??) or some older scout than the one who insists on treating him like a child (WHAT HE IS) and at first he doesn't have a clue or idea of how to act on this (thanks Belos) but eventually he becomes less rigid and rude and more a bit embarrassed but he doesn't avoid it.

Hunter would melt if a person he considers a mother figure gave him words of affirmation and told him how much he is worth, HOW GOOD HE IS and that she is PROUD of him. bby would start crying right there.

He would definitely be very protective of this mother figure, I don't think he would prevent her from going on missions or do her work, but he makes sure that they go together and he always goes in front of her, he will always defend her if things get ugly, he even received hits from her. He acts like it's nothing or that he's not being a favorite at all, but everyone knows it.

(If he calls her mama/mom/mother or whatever he BEGGS THE TITAN to swallow him and spit him out into the boiling sea. But maybe he'll talk to her about Willow for dating advice).

The Collector (or Collie) would definitely be another mama's boy, only obviously more extreme due to his almost god-like powers, but he could definitely use someone to guide him firmly but gently to learn mortality and family love well after the history. something like his own Eda.

Seeing it that way, perhaps this maternal figure could be 1- or one of the archivists who stayed with him in his days on earth (being more like brothers) or an older person very interested in the mythology of the titan and others ( maybe even part of the tribe that hunted them and that worshiped the collector, but on a much healthier spectrum obviously).

In any case, when this person is not only willing to listen to the collector's rants but even play with him as much as possible, without wanting to get rid of him and giving him mature and motherly love, he is surprised, yes, but he likes it! and wants more! so he even calms down a little with physical affection from this maternal figure.

Imagine if this mother figure sang for him to sleep🥹I think it would give Collie such a hit of dopamine that he couldn't sleep without her after that, at least for the first few months.

He doesn't like it very much when she scolds him for having been rude or careless, not only because he is a somewhat spoiled child with no sense of consequences, but because he doesn't like to think that his mother hates him :( if he thinks about it too much he will ugly cry.

although he definitely apologizes afterwards and gives a lot of hugs (please give him hugs).

Overall, GIVE THESE TWO LOVE. THEY DESERVE IT.

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the-s1lly-corner · 1 year ago

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what do you think is tadc cast love language? 🤔

TADC cast and their love languages!

I actually answered a lot of these in the fluff alphabet (which I no longer take requests for <\3) so a lot of this is going to be regurgitated! Hope that's okay!

CAINE:

Caine shows his love to you by absolutely showering you in gifts, as well as verbally spilling his guts out onto the floor to you. A lot. Not a day will go by where he doesnt say he loves you. Now recieving? Hes not sure, actually! Hes still figuring out what he wants, me thinks, especially since hes new to the love thing! I think he would like physical touch

POMNI:

Giving and receiving, Pomnis love language is quality time and words of affirmation. Which is even more important in this weird digital world you guys are both stuck in. You guys basically serves as one another's lovers, as well as a rock

JAX:

Giving, its teasing and pranks... but sometime these pranks are different than his usual ones... sometimes, at the end of the chaos theres a little gift left there. Nothing too big, like maybe a flower or some candy but

You know?

Bro is a sour patch kid/j

Recieving I think his thing would be physical touch... giving too, but his is more so a fake-clingy thing to keep you close... though.... hes never rejected handholding or hugs from you... hmm..

RAGATHA:

Gift giving for giving! Quality time for giving and recieving! Ragatha makes a lot of gifts, from flower crowns to hand sewn outfits/pillows/blankets/ect ! She loves spending the evening with you unwinding after an IHA, even sitting alone together in comfortable silence is enough for her

KINGER:

Giving and recieving he absolutely adores quality time! I mean hes lost before, and he wants to spend every second with you.. a lot of times he follows you around, too, keeping you in sight

Please reassure him, that can go a long way for him. Tell him that you love him and you're not going anywhere; abstraction or otherwise

Physical touch is a big thing for him too, also giving and recieving

ZOOBLE:

Zooble is a little interesting since I dont think they show that much affection, at least not in usual ways.. probably spends a lot of time with you.. which given that zooble tends to want to be alone and left alone... speaks volumes.. said it once and I'll say it again, you're the only one allowed in their room. You're also the first person allowed into their room. Take that as you will... recieving, I dont think zooble is too big on physical touch or gushing... simple "I love yous" is enough for them.. though.. when you randomly show that you remember an obscure fact about them or their interests, they get this.. look in their eyes.. like they light up, just a little bit

GANGLE:

Reassurance is gangles go to, in terms of recieving. She already has to deal with jax, and on top of that her shyness. I dont think she really. Thinks highly of herself. Please tell her shes worth every second

In terms of giving, gangles love language is gift giving. She makes you arts and crafts and all that for you

#tadc x reader #the amazing digital circus x reader #digital circus x reader #caine x reader #pomni x reader #jax x reader #ragatha x reader #kinger x reader #zooble x reader #gangle x reader

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n3tworksucks · 2 years ago

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i was wondering if you would write hc about carl dating a girl w depression ? or like how he would act in a relationship when his partner is struggling mentally

HEYY GUYS, IM BACKK. SORRY IF ITS KINDA BAD, IM GETTING USED TO WRITING AGAIN.

warnings; mental illness, medication, lmk

word count;660

so, let's say yall were friends before you started dating, yeah?

so if you told him when you guys were friends, obviously he'd care and he'd say he'd be there for you.

which wasn't a lie.

he really was there for you and he really did care.

but when you guys started dating, and once he realized, like, what was happening to you.

it was a whole nother level of care.

and before, of course he new how bad depression is, probably being able to see it a lot, but its different now.

hes still there for you and he tells you a lot.

I can see him already being clingy, so I can see him being with you a lot.

not even just because you're struggling mentally, but because he's your boyfriend and he loves you.

but if you want your space, he totally understands and will give you all the time in the world, he'll wait for you.

he'd wait behind a closed door, or he'd wait at his house and with you at yours.

speaking of, he doesn't mean to be all on you about this, and he knows you can take care of yourself.

but sometimes he doesn't want you to be home alone a lot.

he'd want you to stay the night or two at his house.

again, not just because you're struggling. he loves you, and his family too..

or if you have a rough home situation, he'd 100% tell you you can stay however long you need to.

though he had to convince fiona a little bit about that, because she doesn't wanna feel like she has to take care of you as well, and don't get me wrong, she loves you and wants you around, but she just needed a bit of reassurance I guess.

but in the end, she, and the rest of the family welcomed you with open arms.

so back to carl.

if you take any medication, he'd honestly try his best at not trying to bug you about it.

like asking if you've taken them today.

but when he does, hes not just doing it for you, hes asking for himself as well, so that he knows your gonna be ok.

and I can see you and Ian kinda relating to each other for that, like talking about how it could be annoying, but you're happy he cares.

or if you see a therapist, he'd be more than happy to take you, and if not, that's ok.

if you're just feeling really, really down, you don't wanna get out of bed, no motivation to do anything.

he'd try and help somehow.

like bringing you food or water, or staying in bed with you. or he'd even clean a bit for you. only for you.

and if you're just struggling with school maybe, he'd offer to help with what he can, and he'd feel kinda bad if he can't help, but after he tries, he'd go to lip for help, then help you.

and if you're dating before he left for military school, when he decided to go, he really thought about it.

he didn't wanna leave you, but once you told him to do it for the 20th time, he went lol.

the day before he leaves, he spends the whole day with you, telling you how much he loves you.

and just as hes leaving, and saying goodbye, he'd hug you the longest, and give you kisses on you're face and he'd tell you how much he loves you.

in general, his go-to when it comes to trying to comfort you is physical touch, next to that is affirmations.

he loves hugging you, and kissing you, and telling you how much you mean to him and stuff like that, it makes him feel good too.

even if he doesn't 100% know what you're going through in particular, he'd try his best to and hes doing his best.

#carl gallagher #carl gallagher hcs #carl gallagher headcanons #carl gallagher x reader #shameless x reader #shameless #shameless headcanons

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rollingsins · 2 years ago

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three's a crowd, part two

summary: you hadn’t expected this. to fall in love. with not one girl, but two. you hadn’t expected to ruin their friendship. love triangle au.

pairing: emma myers x reader, jenna ortega x reader

warnings: language.

word count: 2.1k

a/n: team emma or team jenna?? let me know :)))))

The morning after that night at the pool when the hangover sets in, you freak out.

The pool. The flickering lights. Jenna’s crush on Georgie. Emma’s lips on yours.

You should feel elated. Emma had kissed you. Instead, you feel... flat. Uncertain.

You stare down at your phone as you read Emma’s text.

had an amazing time last night.. Excited to see you again today 🙂 🙂

You bite your lip. Fingers hover over the keyboard, trying to think of a response. When it doesn’t come, you set your phone down. Groan. Let your mind wonder why you’re not as excited as you should be.

She’s gorgeous and she likes you. The kiss she’d given you had left you with butterflies. But there’s a tiny gnawing feeling at the pit of your stomach. You wished it had been Jenna.

Stop it, you scold yourself. She isn’t interested. She likes Georgie.

Georgie, god. Georgie with his stupid handsome face and his stupid attractive accent. They’d be a pretty couple. He’d like her back, of course he would. And then they’d get together and be stupidly in love. It’s only a matter of time. Crestfallen, you stare back at the text. Then you’re replying.

Excited to see you too ☺️☺️ had a great time last night.

Set that day is rough on everyone.

You’re filming with Hunter and Joy. Joy, miraculously, isn’t one ounce hungover, ever the professional. Hunter spends his time off camera with his head in a bucket, trying not to puke. You’re not far off, laying your head in your hands trying to quell your raging headache.

You barely notice as Emma sidles up to you, small smile on her lips.

“Hey.” She says, a little shy, “How are you feeling?”

“Better than him.” You jerk your head over to Hunter. He’s sitting in one of the cast chairs, looking a little green. Emma giggles.

“You know what they say about hangovers.” Emma says, biting her lip, “Best way to get through them is to keep drinking.”

You tilt your head up.

“Oh?” You say, “Why, you got some vodka on you?”

“No,” She says with a laugh, “But I was wondering if you wanted to go out dancing tonight. With me.”

She thinks for a moment, “Well, not just me. Jenna’s coming too. And Joy, maybe Georgie too. Hunter if he can stand.”

Your stomach coils and the thought of watching Georgie and Jenna dancing together.

“I don’t know…”

“Come on.” She presses, squeezes your hand. Your stomach flutters, “It’ll be fun. I’ll show you my moves.”

She’s staring at you, a little pleading. You swallow, ignore the lump in your throat.

“Fine.” You agree, “But just so you know I’m a terrible dancer.”

“Me too.” She affirms, “But that’s what makes it fun.”

The club is tiny. Packed to the brim with Romanian party-goers. Jenna sorts you all a small area in the corner, veers off with Georgie to buy the group drinks. You watch them at the bar, stare at the back of Georgie’s head as she touches his arm.

White hot jealousy coils through you. You take a long sip of your drink, try to shake it.

Emma’s beside you, looking so pretty in a tiny black dress. You try to focus on her.

“Should we dance?” She’s asking.

“Sure.” You say, a little half-hearted.

“We don’t have to.” She says, a little disappointment flickering behind her eyes.

“No, let’s dance.” You stand, hold out your hand.

You lead her to the dance floor, a pool of sweaty, writhing bodies. Dance for a bit, try to focus on the beat of the music and her warm hand in yours. Joy joins after a bit, and you find your gaze lingering back to the spot you’d left. Jenna’s sitting there all alone. You bite your lip.

“I’ll be right back.” You tell Emma. She nods, wraps her arms around Joy.

Then you fight your way back to where Jenna’s sitting.

“Hey.” You say as you sink down into the seat next to her, “Want to come dance?”

She shakes her head.

“I’m good.”

You shrug, take a sip of your Vodka Soda.

You look back into the crowd, scanning for Emma. She’s disappeared into the mesh of people. Instead, you spot Georgie.

He’s dancing with someone. Someone skinny and blonde and definitely not Jenna. She giggles as he wraps his arms around her waist. They dance a little more.

Idiot. You can’t help but think.

Then you realize Jenna’s looking too.

“I’m sorry.” You say. You sidle close to her, until your thighs are pressed together. “I know you liked him.”

Jenna stares at you, bemusement across her face.

“I don’t like Georgie.” She says.

Your eyebrows draw tight in confusion.

“What? But you said-“

You trail off, trying to think of exactly when Jenna had confirmed her crush on Georgie. She didn’t, you realize all at once.

“Oh. So who is it then? This person you like so much?”

Jenna says nothing. Watching, like she always does. You rack your brain, trying to think of the boys on set.

“It’s not- Hunter is it?” You say, sounding scandalized, “Because I think you’re barking up the wrong tree if you-“

“It’s not a boy.” She interjects.

That stops you in your tracks. You stare at her for a moment. Oh. And then there’s only one person it could be. Your heart sinks.

“It’s Emma. You like Emma.” Jealousy twists hot and fast in the pit of your stomach. The thought makes you want to throw up. It explains everything. Why Jenna had been so weird over the last week, so distant. Why she hadn’t wanted to tell you.

But then Jenna is shaking her head.

“It’s not Emma.”

Relief floods through you. Thank god.

“Then who-“ Your eyes go wide. You look over to her, grip her forearm.

“Oh.” You say, “It’s Joy!”

Jenna shakes her head.

“It’s not Joy.” She says, sounding a little exasperated.

Now you’re really confused. You tilt your head, trying to think.

“Christina Ricci?” Is your final, terrible guess.

Jenna sighs. The music is pumping so loud your ears are starting to ring. Out of the corner of your eye, you see Georgie lean in to kiss the girl he’s dancing with. A pang of guilt flashes through you at your unconscious vitriol to him.

“It doesn’t matter anymore.” She says. Her voice is so soft you barely hear her over the music.

“Why not?”

“She doesn’t feel the same.”

You make a face. Roll your eyes.

“Impossible.” You tell her. “Have you told her?“

She’s doing that thing again. Staring, Speaking without words, like she wants you to tell what she’s thinking from her expression. She shakes her head.

“Then you need to tell her, dumbass.” You say. It’s your turn to look exasperated. You down the rest of your drink.

“You could get any girl in this room, you know that. Without even trying.”

“You think?” Voice dry. She’s humoring you. You can tell by her tone.

“You could, even if you don’t believe it.” You brush a rogue strand of hair out of her eyes. “You’re beautiful. Like the most beautiful person I’ve ever seen.”

She looks down at you. Her eyes lock on yours.

“Tell me who it is.” You press. “One word in her ear and I’ll have her falling into your arms.”

“Why do you want to know so bad?” She asks. She’s avoiding the question. You whine.

“Because I want you to be happy.” You say, “Because I care about you.”

She doesn’t say anything. Sips at her drink. You sigh. Drop your head to her shoulder.

“Fine.” You grumble. “Don’t tell me. You’re no fun.”

You entwine your fingers with hers. You can feel her pulse hammering gently against your palm. Your integration has made her nervous. You smooth your thumb over the back of her hand. The weight of her hand feels nice in your own. Your hands lock together perfectly.

“It’s you.”

She says it over the swell of the music. You blink, not sure you heard her correctly.

“What?”

“It’s you.”

You look over to her. She’s staring, brown eyes locked on yours. Gone is her guard, she’s open. Vulnerable.

“Me?”

“Yes.”

You’re silent a second too long. You can feel her gaze shift. The wall comes back up, as quick as it had come down. Her guard back up, protecting herself.

“I shouldn’t have said anything. I don’t want to make you uncomfortable. Besides, god, you like Emma.”

She draws her hand back from yours. Immediately, you miss the warmth of her fingers entwined with your own. Your heart in your throat. She likes you.

“I- I like you too.” You say before you can stop yourself.

She pauses. Looks at you.

“Too? So you like her as well?”

“We’re just friends.” You say. It’s a lie, even you know that. Friends don’t have the kind of tension you have with Emma. You rephrase, “We’re just- hanging out.”

She looks at you, a little dubious.

You swallow.

“You could have told me. All this time and you never said anything.”

Jenna stares down at you. Her lip twitches.

“You had a thing going with Emma-“

“God, Jenna. We kissed once. We’re not married-”

She flinches at that.

“You kissed her?”

You stare back at her. “Yes, I kissed her. What do you think we’ve been doing this entire time, holding hands?”

“This is so fucked up.” Jenna mumbles. She downs the rest of her drink, drops it down on the table. “I can’t believe I just told you I liked you. You’re my friends girlfriend-”

“I’m not her girlfriend.” You interject.

“Forget I said anything.” She says, voice pleading, “Please. Let’s just go back to being friends. Let’s blame it on the tequila-”

“No.” You say, “Don’t do that.”

You're grasping at her hand, trying to pull her back down.

“YN.” She says. You can see the conflict in her eyes. “Emma really likes you.”

“More than you like me?” You’re holding your breath now. Heart hammering louder than the beat of the music.

“It doesn’t matter.” Jenna says, “She was there first-“

“I’m not some sort of prized cattle that’s been sold off to the highest bidder. Doesn’t it matter what I want?”

Jenna blinks. “And what do you want?”

It stops you in your tracks. Emma’s cute and sweet and so so pretty. But Jenna is Jenna. Your mouth opens, then closes.

“I don’t know.”

Jenna’s face is even, measured.

“Do you want to be with Emma?”

“I don’t know.”

A storm brews in her eyes. It was the wrong thing to say, you realize it immediately.

She shakes off your hand.

“Forget I said anything. Please.”

And she’s off. You don’t bother trying to follow her. What on earth were you supposed to say? Your head runs a mile a minute, overcrowded, thoughts of Jenna and Emma both. Who did you like more? You couldn’t possibly say.

You stare into your drink like it’s a crystal ball, trying to find the right answers. Emma finds you like this, nudges her shoulder against yours.

“Hey, you. Thought you were coming right back?” She’s teasing, a small smile playing on her lips. You blink back at her, confused, and the smile slips from her face.

“What’s wrong?”

You contemplate not saying anything. Taking her right back out to the dance floor. Her blue eyes are wide, concerned and you just can’t lie to her.

“Jenna-” You hesitate a moment. You don’t want to upset her, you don’t want to upset anyone. It’s an awful, horrible conundrum. But it’s gnawing at you: you need to be honest.

“Jenna told me she likes me.”

Emma just stares. Then she sighs.

“I know.” She admits quietly.

“You know?” You say, a little confused.

“That she liked you. It was kind of obvious.”

You stare.

She’s looking up at you, blue eyes vulnerable. “Do you- do you like her too?”

Your heart is in your throat.

Lie, your mind screams, lie you moron.

But you can’t. As much as you don’t want to see the disappointment flood her pretty blue eyes.

“Yes.” You admit.

“Oh.” She looks hurt and you hate it. You want to crawl into her lap, smooth the creases from her brow and tell her she’s all you want. But it isn’t true. Your heart twists, painfully.

“I like you too.” You say, “I’m- really confused.”

She just stares for a moment. For a second you think she might throw her drink in your face. Then she’s standing.

“Well, I guess you should figure that out then.” Her voice is a little shaky. You reach for her hand but she jerks away.

“Emma-”

“I’m going to go.”

“No, Emma, wait-”

But she’s gone. You curse, down the rest of your drink. This place suddenly feels overwhelming. The swell of the music, the blare of the lights. You close your eyes, drop your head in your hands.

What the fuck are you going to do?

next part

#three's a crowd #love triange fic #jenna ortega x reader #emma myers x reader #wednesday #jenna ortega #emma myers #jenna ortega x you #emma myers x you

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sloth-artstudio · 5 months ago

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Expansion, Part 2.

Loneliness.

((TW: Angst moments and tears ahead.))

~Flower Fruit Mountain, a hour after discovery.~

A small tornado formed in from of the house the Monkey King had built over 13 years ago after his first one was destroyed by the Azure Lion. The winds disburse to reveal the matriarch of the Demon Bull Family, Princess Iron Fan, and standing beside her is a small dark furred monkey child. Iron Fan looks down to the young girl who hadn't said anything but a "hello" to her since she picked her up from that human and demon school her parents signed her into, nor was the child saying anything now.

"Mei-Yue," Iron Fan spoke. "We're here now. Your father is waiting for you."

Mei-Yue, the little six eared monkey, didn't say anything in response, she only nodded at her aunt. The princess gave a saddened front at the silence of her niece. She'd been quiet since she picked up from the school her brother-in-law was insistent on letting her attend. Speaking of which, the door to the house swung opened, revealing the smiling face of Wukong peered out. He appeared to be tired.

"Thank you again, Iron Fan. Mac and I have working our tails off getting everything ready for our new 'guest'."

The Princess gave a smirk to the retired hero. "Oh it was nothing too special. After all you know how much I adore my beloved niece."

The rust colored furred monkey rolled his eyes at the Celestial before him; Of course she would call his daughter 'her beloved niece', even though she could've consider her only son a 'beloved' (He wasn't allowed to say throw her past mistakes back at her unless she absolutely deserved it). Speaking of children, Wukong turned his attention to the nine year old dark furred cub standing beside Princess Iron Fan, giving her a warm smiling, noticing the girl's blank expression.

"Hey Lil' Tiger," the reitred king greeted, "How was school today honey? Ya make any new-"

Before he could finish his question, Mei-Yue walked passed her father without saying a word, she didn't even acknowledge him. Wukong stared as his daughter walked towards her room.

"Well that's concerning." The old king muttered, he turned back to the Celestial at the front door. "Did something happen at the school we need to know about?"

"I was actually about to ask you if something happened here that was upsetting her." Iron Fan responded. "She been quiet since I got her; She didn't even smile at me. Me! Her favorite aunt and mother figure."

The Stone monkey gave a loud 'HAH'. "Ah I didn't think you could be funny, Fanny. But everyone knows that my sister Ma is her favorite aunt and mother figure.". Iron Fan gave Wukong the sourest scowl.

"Regardless, Macaque and I will see if she's up to talking, maybe we can get an answer."

"You better."

With that, a tornado formed around the Celestial, then just as it came, the tornado dissipated, and Iron Fan is gone. The monkey king frowned at the spot the Celestial once stood. Oh Buddha how he hated his sworn brother's wife, but he wasn't gonna focus on her empty threats, he had a more important priority. One being a certain Celestial Primate eavesdropping on him.

"You know, you're sworn sister is a real pain at times." claimed Wukong as he peered down at the darker shadow that encompassed his own. He stepped to the side as Macaque emerged from the shadows, smirking at the rust monkey.

"You're the one who let's her get to you. I was just here to make sure you two didn't start fighting again." Macaque affirmed. "But aside from that. I think we need to address to elephant in the room, or rather our usually bubbly daughter not being herself."

"I couldn't agree more." Wukong sighed. "Do you think that Shang kid's at fault for that?"

Macaque groaned in frustration at the name. "Sweet Buddha, I hope not. That kid is an asshole, and his mother ain't any better, constantly saying her brat's angel.".

The rust colored monkey chuckled at his husband. "Going on a bit of a rant, eh Macky?"

The dark furred glared at his husband.

"C'mon, I think Mei-Yue went to her room."

Macaque strided towards the the hallway leading to the bedrooms.

"Note to self:" muttered Wukong as he followed suit, "Watch what you say around your pregnant mate. He will get snippy."

*~*~*~*~

In the bedroom of the Monkey Princess, Mei-Yue sat on her bed with her favorite stuffed rabbit wrapped in her arms. Her focus was on a picture frame on her bed. The picture inside was of her adoptive brother MK holding Mei-Yue when she was baby, her older sister figure Mei squealing in joy, their friend/her sworn cousin Red-Son looking over MK's shoulder, at the bottom frame was a saying carved into it. The carved words read 'Welcome, Little Sister'.

The soft knock emanated from the other side of the bedroom door, shifting the child's attention to it. It was her fathers on the other side, she knew that much.

"Moonbeam?" her baba's (Macaque) emanated from the door. "Can we come in please?"

There was silence from the girl's room. The Celestial Primates looked at each other with concern painted on their faces.

"Maybe she fell asleep." Wukong subjected.

The doorknob turned and door was pulled open by a tired looking Mei-Yue, the usual sparkle in her eyes was absent. Doing their best to mask their worry, the men gave their daughter a soft smile and knelt down to her level. Macaque was the first to speak.

"Hey Dumpling. How was your first day at school?"

Mei-Yue shifted where she stood. "It was fine, I guess."

"Are you sure? Because you didn't say hi to us when you got home."

"Y-Yeah, I'm-..."

The girl just shut down and stared at the ground, clenching her stuffed rabbit.

"Did something happen at the school?" Macaque questioned his daughter. "You know you can tell us when something's wrong, right?"

The only response he got was a shrug of her shoulders. Keeping his resolve, Wukong reached out and placed a gentle hand on his daughter's shoulder, finally getting her to look at them.

"Sweetheart, whatever is going on, we can help you go through it." The Stone Monkey consoled his young daughter, giving her a warm smile and the reassurance her needed. But his smile faded when she spoke up.

".... Am I gonna be alone forever?"

Both parents looked at their daughter

"I- I beg your pardon?"

"Dumpling, who told you that? Was is that Shang kid that's been giving you trouble?"

"No. He's not even in my class this years."

She took a deep breath in, then slowly exhaled before she spoke.

"Today in class... my classmate, Yao, was talking about his birthday party his parents are throwing fir him, and that his oldest birthday was coming up and-"

"And you're upset because you weren't invited?" Wukong questioned.

"No! Lemme finish!" Mei-Yue barked at the Stone Monkey as he held his hands in front of his chest.

"Okay, Okay. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt. Please continue. "

"Thank you. As I was saying, Yao's birthday was coming up and his older brother was home to visit and celebrate his birthday and I didn't think anything of it. But then my other classmate said that she and her sister got to go camping this weekend. Then recess came and I wanted to play with the twins, Ming & Lian, but they said I couldn't play with them because..... it was a twins game and I don't have a twin..."

Her breathing was start to become hitched and she was trying to fight back the tears that were forming in her eyes, trying her hardest not to cry if front of her fathers. Macaque's expression grew from worry as he

"I tried to not let it all get to me, but....."

"Mei-Yue, you don't have to continue-"

"But when I was waiting for auntie Fanny, my friend Winnie told me that her big brothers were happy that she that she made it into the junior basketball team..."

A sob escaped from her mouth, the tears began to fall as she tried to wipe them away. She clenched her rabbit plush tightly as if it were a life line, too afraid to let go.

"I didn't wanna think too much about it, and-.. and I know you guys love me and your happy, and you need me to be happy... But... I didn't realized how alone I really am until Winnie said that, and... and......."

"Lil' Tiger-"

"And I hate it. I hate that I'm the only kid here. I hate that I have no one to play with after school, I hate that can't share my toys with anyone, I hate that I can't make up games with anyone but my cousins, I hate how empty home is even though you wouldn't leave me here alone, I hate not having a brother or sister here with me, I Hate Being Alone!"

She lost her resolve. The young monkey let out her pained cries. She no longer fought the tears, or held in the pain... She let it out...

"I DON'T WANNA BE ALONE!"

In that instant, Macaque pulled his daughter into a tight hug and let her cry while he tries to fight back the tears that were forming. Wukong joins in the hug, gently stroking his daughter head to soothe her as he did so many times before, all the while both men were trying to fight their own tears back.

"No, no, no, no, no, no. You're not gonna be alone, hon. Daddy and I would never let that happen to you in a million years." Macaque soothed Mei-Yue as she buried herself in his chest.

His precious daughter's muffled cried only grew louder, and it made his hearts break. He knew her pain. He and Wukong knew it too well...

To Be Continued in part 3....

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ladymoody · 2 months ago

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Hi could you right a story with cook from skins? i barely see fanficts about him. thank you if you do it 🙏🏻

SUGAR

james cook x fem!reader

︎warnings: nsfw +18, drugs, alcohol, mention of death, irresponsible driving, explicit language, fingering, squirt.

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"so… she's with freddie now?" I asked. cook and effy had recently broken up and he couldn't stop thinking about her. once, when he came over to sleep at my place, I even found him crying in the bathroom and it was a sorrowful sight. he told me how well effy had treated him, and how later she switched to a heartless behavior. he had tried to replace her many times with some flings but he told me it didn't feel the same because he deeply knew effy, meanwhile, he didn't even remember the names of the girls he fucked for fun.

"yeah. I saw them making out on the bus too the other day."

"oh cook..." I shifted a bit more on the couch, snuggling up to him to comfort him.

"it's okay, y/n." he moved his hand in the air as if he meant to diminish the importance of the matter. "I'm over it."

"I don't think so, cookie."

"don't call me that, you know I don't like it." he chuckled. "I'll call you sugar if you don't stop."

cook used to call me sugar when we met. he said the fragrance I used was so sweet that it reminded him of a sugary drink.

"you know it makes nostalgic."

"I'm well aware of that." he grinned, tickling my side slightly.

"what if we hang out like we used to?" I said.

"what do you mean? you mean getting drunk and high?"

"maybe. late night car drive without a destination?"

he lifted his eyebrows and hesitated. "what if we crash? getting drunk and driving doesn't sound so smart, ya know?" he brushed a strand of my hair off my face.

"cook, do you actually care? just take the highway, everything will be fine." I smirked, looking at him in the eyes.

both of us didn't really care about dying. death wasn't such a big deal after all, especially for two teenagers like us who had lost everything — cook's parents were divorced and both very absent. the only relative he still had was his little brother who lived with his mother so he rarely saw him. just like cook, I didn't have a father as he had moved out when I was very little and my mother passed away a couple of years before due to overdose. I currently lived with my aunt, who used to drink a lot of alcohol as well and didn't care about me.

“you’re right. fuck it.” he smirked and left a quick kiss on my neck before getting up from the couch and grabbing his jacket from the hanger.

I smiled at him and followed him into the hall, picking up my leather jacket as well.

(skip time)

we had settled in his car — our jackets were thrown in the backseats, cook’s shirt slightly unbuttoned at the top and my window rolled down to make the wind blow my hair. we were heading to the highway.

“I love the night.” I affirmed after taking a sip of the bottle of vodka in my hand.

“me too. it’s so calm and quiet… it makes you want to screw the silence up with some good sex and loud parties.” he took a puff from his spliff. I laughed.

“jeez, cook… you really are bold, ain’t you?” I ruffled his short hair for as much as I could. “I’m glad you’re thinking about something different other than effy.”

cook’s expression changed into something darker and more serious. I had touched a soft spot.

“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have brought this topic back.”

“it’s okay, y/n. you didn’t do it on purpose. then effy can go fuck herself. I’m tired of being her little puppy she uses every time she wants some good sex because mr mclair is a bloody inexperienced incompetent.”

“you’re right. fuck her.”

“fuck her.” he repeated more to himself. there was silence for a couple of minutes, just the sound of the wheels on the road and the other cars passing by. I felt the awkward moment building between us two, so I glanced at cook and leaned in to kiss his cheek quickly, then I set my vodka bottle down.

cook smiled at the gesture and turned his head to give me an affectionate look. "I should be sad more often if it means getting you to show me affection."

I chuckled and nudged his arm, "shut up". the silence fell again.

there was a bit of tension between us too, as if we wanted to say so many things but couldn't. "I was thinking..." he began.

"how many years have we known each other for?" he continued.

"I don't know... 4... 5?"

he didn't answer me as he kept staring at the road in front of him, and I was growing suspicious, but not so later a little idea popped up in my mind.

"you'd like my help, cook?" I asked. my voice was lower than before and I leaned in as I caressed his cheek.

cook smirked. I understood what he meant and he understood I understood what he meant.

“let’s try, come here…” he muttered as he pulled my thighs towards him. I got the hint and climbed over him, sitting on his lap and resting my legs on his. he wrapped an arm around my waist to keep me in place and left the other one on the steering wheel.

I leaned in and grabbed his face with my hand, squeezing his cheeks slightly to pull him to me and kiss him. he happily kissed me back, now moving the hand from my waist to the back of my neck, and deepened the kiss, tapping his tongue on my bottom lip, which I merrily allowed and let him in.

I moved to straddle him, grinding back and forth slightly as we made out. the road didn’t have any turns and he just had to drive ahead, so the chances of getting into a car accident were very low.

I started feeling his cock pressing against me, shamelessly begging cook to free it. “you’ll make us crash, sugar.” he pulled away enough to speak — our lips still very close.

“just keep driving. everything’s gonna be alright.”

cook was beyond an expert in kissing — I knew effy had been lucky to have him and now it was just her loss. to be honest, I had never thought of cook in this way, only in a friendly way, but there was something that screamed “attractive” every time he talked to me about his flings and how good he made those girls feel. a small part of me wished to be taken by him and be one of his whores, and somehow I had managed to do it right now. maybe I wasn’t a whore, but we were definitely on the edge of having sex.

cook slipped his hand inside my panties as our lips moved together, and thrusted two of his fingers between my folds. I gripped him instantly, making a low moan as I felt them pump inside of me. he soon added another finger, and then another one.

oh god.

I was almost stretched to my limits as I rode his hand, completely in a heaven of ecstasy. cook kissed and sucked on my neck as he moved his fingers, leaving me a few marks but slightly visible. I knew I was very close to my release.

“cook… I…” I whined.

“I know, sugar. cum on my fingers, will ya?” he muttered against my ear. and that was quite what made me let go fully and give myself to him. I threw my head back, lifting slightly from his lap as he didn’t slow his pace down a bit — then I cried out and squirted on his shirt.

“oh my god!” I got down from the high. I was a panting mess, my back now pressing against the steering wheel which honked as soon as I leaned back.

cook took his fingers out and brought them to his mouth, licking and sucking. “taste like sugar.”

I tiredly chuckle, my eyes still struggling to stay open completely.

“I’ve always known you were this good…” I confessed.

“we should do it again sometime, mh? it helps me a lot.” he faked a pouty tone, using the effy matter as an excuse to take me again.

“naughty boy.” I leaned in and pecked his lips.

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onceuponaoneshotfanfic · 1 year ago

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I'll Get the Coffee

Roy Kent x Teacher!Reader

Warnings: Language

0.9k words

Teach Me Tonight Masterlist

Author's Note: Should I be writing something else or working on my classroom prep? Sure. But my soul needed this so here we are!

You were a bit disappointed to not have morning duty; no “morning” from Roy Kent, not today. Maybe you could find an excuse to sneak out to your car during pickup that afternoon, bump into him if he was collecting Phoebe after school.

No, you told yourself as you double checked that you had your copies for that morning’s lesson. Stop it.

A stupid crush. A silly little attraction, that’s all this was. So, you were a little bit starstruck by the handsome ex-footballer who smiled at you. Very normal. Only a smidge embarrassing. Nothing you needed to dwell on. And definitely not something you needed to make worse by imagining little scenarios where he stopped for a third day in a row to talk to you.

You managed to feel more yourself and less like an infatuated teenager by the time you went outside to collect your class. Smiles, high-fives, hugs, and good mornings were exchanged as students filed in, backpacks on their shoulders. Phoebe had a particularly proud grin as she held out a takeaway coffee cup.

“This is for you!” she chirped, pigtails bouncing.

Eyebrows raised in surprise, you took the coffee, recognizing the logo of the coffee shop around the corner where you often stopped before school, the one where the girl behind the counter greeted you by getting your order started before you could even say hello. “Thank you, Phoebe. That’s so kind of you, sweetheart.”

The little girl shrugged as she brushed past, not at all concerned with your wonder at this little gift. “Uncle Roy said you like coffee so we stopped to get you some. He wasn’t sure how you liked it, but the barista remembered your order when he mentioned it was for you.” Her tone was so calm, as if she hadn’t dropped an absolute bomb on you.

As students hung up their backpacks and pulled out their journals to begin their morning writing, you took a tentative sip of the coffee. Sure enough, it was made exactly the way you liked it, right down to the dash of cinnamon. As the warm liquid slithered down your throat, you caught a glimpse of the name scrawled on the side in the barista’s familiar loopy writing: Roy.

During lunch, Mrs. Selig inquired if you could switch afternoon duty with her since she had a doctor’s appointment right after school. Your affirmative answer was probably a fraction of a second quicker than it should have been, but you and your stupid infatuation didn’t care.

At three, there you were by the curb, hand clutching your little plastic whistle, trying to make yourself focus on the scurrying children and their clearly rushing parents. Make sure no kids get run over, you scolded yourself. Stop thinking about-

“You enjoy your coffee?”

Damn it. There was that smirk. The leather jacket was gone, replaced by a too perfectly fitted track jacket with a little A.F.C. Richmond logo on the breast. With Phoebe’s pink backpack slung over his shoulder and his eyes squinting slightly in the afternoon sun, Roy Kent was even yummier than the coffee he’d bought for you.

Doing your best to look like the poised professional you were supposed to be, you nodded. “Thank you, Coach. That was very kind of you guys.”

His eyes roamed your face for a moment; you wondered what he was looking for. “Figured you needed it. Pheebs got into some candy before I picked her up, so I knew she’d be an extra headache.” Ah. That explained why Phoebe was so fidgety during morning routine, and why she complained of a tummy ache before recess, which seemed to feel better after she put her head down for a bit and drank some water. “Sorry if she was a fucking menace.”

“That’s a pound, Uncle Roy,” Phoebe sighed, raising her eyebrows at her uncle.

Roy stared at his niece for a moment before turning back to you. “Shit. Sorry ’bout that,” he mumbled.

You wrinkled your nose. “I think you owe her another pound.”

There was that damn laugh again. “I think you’re right.” He looked down at Phoebe. “If I take you for an ice cream, can we call it even?” After her little nod confirmed the compromise, he turned back to you. “Guess we’re off then.” But, despite, Pheobe’s tugging, Roy stayed still for a moment, just looking at you. “Hope there was enough cinnamon in your coffee.”

It was one thing to bring you coffee. It was something else to put in the effort to ask the barista to make your usual order. It was a complete and totally different thing to remember what that order was.

The words stuck in your suddenly dry throat before you managed to choke out, “There was. Thanks.”

“Hmmph.” Roy offered one last little nod, the corner of his mouth tugging upwards, before letting Phoebe successfully drag him away as she called a cheerful goodbye over her shoulder.

With his back to you, you were free to watch Roy Kent cross the parking lot and load Phoebe into a giant black car, a ridiculous monster of a thing that you’d probably roll your eyes at if any other man was driving it. Instead, there was something stupidly attractive about the hulking vehicle. And yes, you knew that something was its owner, who definitely caught you staring as he climbed into the driver’s seat.

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princesssmars · 2 years ago

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trephacard with a witch reader hcs !!

the three vampire slayers maybe found you when hunting down a rogue vampire themselves, arriving at the location of the vamp just to see you walking out with a few scratches on you, ready to go again as soon as your eyes land on alucard.

it was like love at first fight sight. it takes you a bit long to take care of alucard and trevor while fighting, the two men preferring to fight up close. but you're met with a welcome challenge when sypha starts deflecting your moves back at you. the two men are stood in shock when the two of you started complimenting each others tactics mid fight.

trevor was already tired of being the only human in the relationship and it intensifies when you join the relationship sadly.

he sometimes feels left out when the three of you are talking about some old forgotten form of magic or a tome you found in a recent adventure.

but just reassure him that hes amazing and skilled in so much that the rest of you dont know and he'll be fine. throw in a few sweet words too bc i know hes a sucker for words of affirmation even if he likes to act like hes not <3.

including him in your daily witchy behaviors will also go a long way, asking him to be your little helper as you brew a simple remedy for one of the sick kids in the village or coming with you to collect some fresh water for your cauldron that he loves to tease you for.

speaking of sypha she loves having someone who can also do magic like hers to talk to, constantly going over spells, sparring, and talking about your different magical backgrounds.

she loves learning so expect for her to force you to go with her through all of the tomes based on witches and mages in draculas library and the belmont hold. you cant even count on your hands how many times youve pulled all nighters with her and fell asleep on each other with reading a book.

loves using both of yours abilities to wreak playfup havoc, lets say if you have telekinesis she convinces you to move about objects in the middle of the night through random parts of the castle. the amount of times youve heard trevor scream is golden.

(you stopped when he brought up how the castle literally could be haunted by dracula himself, but you only switched up the ways youd prank him.)

alucard was a bit nervous around you after your first encounter, knowing you would be on edge around him seeing as he was a dhampir. but because of his half vamoure status, and also being the son of probably the most renowned vampire ever, hes very wise for being so young, and he lets his expertise come out in different ways, like telling you the history of a dish youre trying to prepare for all four of you or the cultural origins of a tune you were humming.

if you are already super powerful/strong at the time of meeting him then he will gladly play but also actually fight with you whenever youd like, eventually having to move the fights to a clearing a ways away from the castle so you dont break anything.

sometimes alucard doesnt feel like being violent though, so he asks you to join him for patrol/walks around the surrounding forest. sometimes you talk for hours straight and others neither of you said a word, but its perfect either way.

just something short to get out before my full length poly trephacard x witch reader fic comes out soon woopee.

#poly reader #castlevania x reader #castlevania #castlevania 2017 #alucard tepes x reader #alucard #adrien tepes #adrien tepes x reader #sypha belnades x reader #sypha belnades #trevor belmont x reader #trevor belmont #trephacard #trephacard x reader

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musical-shit-show · 1 year ago

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dancing is a dangerous game

Pairing: Dewey Finn x Reader

Inspiration: Prompts #2 (“apparently all our friends have a bet going that we end up together.”) from Prompt List 1 and #15 (“would you ever consider going on a date with me?”) from Prompt List 2 requested by @animetattoochick

Warnings: mentions of drinking, strong language, suggestive dialogue, anxiety, mutual pining

Word Count: 2,305

Author's Note: We’re back baby! Thank you so much to @animetattoochick for this request and so sorry for the delay. I’m working through my other requests now and have more time this coming month to catch up. And very fitting since it’s spooky season and I have some more BJ requests in the pipeline ;) As always, check out my Masterlist, About Me page, and Prompt Lists if you’d like to submit a request! Happy reading!

“Do you want to go? I feel like it’s getting a bit crowded in here and the door’s right there—”

“Are you drunk?” Dewey asked incredulously, “We just got here!”

You groaned, wishing you were more drunk than you were. Dewey had a natural charm that allowed him to get away with way too much, including convincing you to go out. This time, it was a birthday party for one of Ned’s friends, and the degrees of separation barely warranted you being there.

The party was in the back room of the Roadhouse, and you nodded at some familiar faces as you still tried to formulate an escape plan. You weren’t the biggest partier, and would much rather be hanging out with your best friend on his couch.

You didn’t know when you first became friends with Dewey. You occasionally moonlighted as a substitute teacher, and after a few instances of bumping into Ned, he introduced you to his girlfriend, Patty, and Dewey.

The rest was history.

And although he was one of the only people you could truly rely on, you still found yourself cursing him for pushing you out of your comfort zone.

“Come on, I thought you liked the Roadhouse,” he egged, noticing your arms crossed over your chest in protest, “And they’re actually taking requests tonight! Maybe they’ll play some of that pop bullshit you like.”

Your mouth fell open slightly, then lilted upwards in an indignant smile. Dewey was also a master of getting under your skin.

“Excuse me, Finn,” you responded, “Just because you listen to metal and classic rock 24/7 doesn’t make your music taste any more superior to mine.”

“Whatever helps you sleep at night, sweetheart,” he joked, pressing the bottle of beer he was nursing to his lips.

You scanned the room, and relaxed your shoulders as you noticed some familiar faces. Dewey was always the more adventurous one, the one who lit up a room. You didn’t mind fading into the background.

“I’ll uh, go find Patty,” you said, and Dewey’s eyebrows shot up in surprise. He really thought you’d put up more of a fight, “I’ll stay. For now. If you buy me a drink.”

He flashed a toothy smile, glad he could keep you around for a little while longer. “A fair trade. I’ll get right on it.” He gave a small salute, causing you to break into a grin of your own.

You made your way over to the other side of the bar to greet Patty, who was furrowing her brow at her phone. Never a good sign with her.

“Hey!”

“Hey, sorry, just finishing up this email,” she droned, rolling her eyes.

“Work?” She nodded wordlessly, and after a few silent moments, she locked her phone with a click and breathed a sigh of relief.

“I love my job, I love my job, I love my job…” she affirmed, rubbing her temples. You sat down at a stool next to her.

“Hey, well, at least it’s done, right?”

“Right, and I don’t have to think about the mayor’s schedule for another 48 hours, so I’m gonna get wasted,” you laughed at her directness as Ned sat on the other side of her, “You in?”

“Oh, uh, maybe?” you were still on the fence about staying too late, and the thought of a hangover did not sound enticing. “Dewey’s grabbing me a drink now, so—”

“Ugh, Dewey,” Patty said, earning an eye roll from Ned. You guessed he wasn’t thrilled about his best friend and girlfriend constantly warring, “When are you two going to hook up already, anyways?”

Your felt your face get hot with blush at the question. You and Dewey? The thought hadn’t crossed your mind. Not for a while, that is.

“What?”

“Oh my god, you’ve already hooked up, haven’t you?” she said, pulling you closer. You could feel sweat forming on the back of your neck, “Tell me everything.”

“Patty—”

“Ned, I swear to god—”

“No!” you said over their bickering, “I mean, sorry, no. Dewey and I, we’re not, I mean, we’re just friends.”

Patty looked at Ned, who quirked an eyebrow. Suddenly you felt very out of the loop.

“Does he know that?” she asked, a devious smirk spread across her face. You loved Patty, but sometimes her gossiping was beyond dangerous.

Before you could answer, Dewey arrived, a drink in each hand. “Jack and Coke, per usual,” he smiled, handing you the glass. You grabbed it, and immediately took a long swig.

“Whoa, killer, slow your roll,” he laughed. Patty and Ned both shifted on their stools. Dewey eyed the three of you suspiciously, “Why do I feel like I missed something?”

“Don’t worry about it, Dew,” Ned replied. For all of his nervous tendencies, he was pretty good at deflecting, “Wanna play some pool?”

You breathed a small sigh of relief as the two men headed towards the billiards tables, leaving you to finish off your drink and work quickly to order another.

***

“Why do you think me and Dewey hooked up?” you asked Patty, several hours and drinks later. Though you hadn’t crossed the threshold into full drunkenness, you were just tipsy enough to gain some courage.

She sighed, twirling the straw in her gin and tonic. “Because, my love, I see the way he looks at you,” she said, not an ounce of irony or sarcasm in her voice, “And don’t act like you don’t spend every waking moment together—”

“Because we’re friends!” you shot back defensively, “I mean, I’ve never even…I didn’t think he’d like me that way.”

Patty quirked an eyebrow. “Well, do you like him that way?”

A pit formed in your stomach almost instantly as you shifted your weight from one foot to the other. The alcohol in your veins was making you particularly honest.

“I guess, I don’t know…yes. I think. It’s complicated, okay?” you finally spat out, your voice hushed in fear that someone else would hear you, “He’s my best friend, and I didn’t want to ruin what we have so…I never did anything about it.”

For once, she shot you an empathetic look. Her and Dewey were reluctant roommates on the best of days, but even she was heartened by your babbling. “Well, no time but the present,” she said with a smirk.

Patty grabbed your shoulders to turn you ninety degrees, and you saw Dewey standing next to Ned, also a few beers in and clearly having a good time. You gulped, a slower pop song blaring in your ears as the weathered disco ball spun languidly.

“Move along now,” Patty taunted in your ear, “Ned and I have a little bet going about you two.”

“What?!”

“Just for fun,” she said, giving you a little nudge forward, “we have to entertain ourselves somehow, don’t we?”

You walked away from her, and before you had time to think, you heard yourself asking “Wanna dance?” to Dewey, who looked genuinely surprised by your proposition. Ned snuck off without a word, leaving the two of you alone.

A small smirk played on Dewey’s face as the two of you stepped towards the dance floor; there were several other couples dancing near you, and despite your liquid courage, you were praying you wouldn’t be the center of attention.

There was a brief moment of awkwardness as you placed your arms around his neck. It wasn’t like you and Dewey had never danced with each other before; he always had a way of dragging you to the dance floor when one of his favorite classics was played.

But now, you were acutely aware of the way his hands rested on your hips, and how your breath smelled like vodka, and the thin veil of sweat that was making his usually unruly hair stick to his forehead.

“Oh, come on,” he teased, his eyes flickering to your stance, “I think we can do better than the ‘leave room for Jesus’ bullshit, don’t you?” You laughed, realizing how far you were standing from him. It was as if you had been transported back to your 8th grade school dance.

Dewey grabbed one of your hands and laced his fingers with your own. You couldn’t help but let out a small gasp as he pulled your body flush to his, while his other palm gripped your waist tightly.

“That’s better,” he smiled, giving you another once over. Clearly the booze had made him more daring as well. You grinned back, doing your best to hide your newfound nerves.

“What’s gotten into you?”

“I don’t know, I’m just having a good night,” he shrugged, the two of you swaying in sync as the song continued, “You should try it sometime.”

Your mouth fell open slightly at his jab, “Hey, I’m the one who asked you to dance, remember?” you fired back, “Or are you drunker than I thought?” He shook his head in denial. “Quick,” you mocked, removing your hand from his and flashing three digits, “How many fingers am I holding up?” Dewey barked a laugh, gently grabbing your hand again. You smiled nervously at the gesture, your heart beating faster in your chest.

“Why did you ask me, by the way?” his voice uncharacteristically soft, “Not that I mind, but you know I’m used to more headbanging while I dance.”

You smiled, glancing over at Patty and Ned. They were watching you intently, drinks in hand. Of course.

“Apparently all our friends have a bet going that we end up together,” you tried to say nonchalantly, “Or more accurately, that we’ll sleep together. Or, have slept together. I don’t know—”

“Breathe,” Dewey stopped you, “It was Patty, wasn’t it?” You nodded sheepishly, and he shook his head in disbelief, “I swear that woman knows exactly how to drive me insane…I told her nothing is going on between us.” You couldn’t help but notice that his voice had a slight tinge of sadness.

Now was your chance. You said a silent prayer that your nerves wouldn’t get the best of you.

“I mean…it’s not that crazy of an idea, is it?” you probed, doing your best to not shift your eye contact away from Dewey’s brown ones, “We do spend a ton of time together…honestly thinking about it, I kinda get why everyone thinks we’ve…”

Dewey’s eyes widened in mild surprise as you trailed off, the implication clearly hanging in the air. He never would’ve thought he’d be the cautious one when it came to this topic.

“Yeah, sure,” he conceded, “But wouldn’t that, ya know…change things?”

He always had feelings for you, but he didn’t want to risk ruining your friendship. You were too important to him, and an amazing friend, so he had silently resigned himself to hold those feelings close to his chest.

You swallowed your fear and shoved it down your throat. “Of course,” you became acutely aware of your palms growing sweatier by the second and hoped he didn’t notice, “But is it bad that I don’t care? Maybe we could give it a try. It could be good. Really good, even.”

“Goddamn, what has gotten into you tonight?” he threw your own question back at you as you felt your face getting flush.

“Maybe I don’t want to be a wuss anymore,” you smiled, “You should take notes, Finn.” He barked a laugh at your teasing.

Your stomach flipped as a completely new expression came over Dewey’s face. Well, at least completely new to you; who knows how he looked at you when you weren’t paying attention.

But you could tell from the way he eyed you that something finally shifted. “So,” he said coyly, “Since I’m a gentleman, I’m just going to make sure I do this the right way: Would you ever consider going on a date with me?”

Before you could answer, he spun you around and dipped you playfully, a giggle bubbling out of you as the song came to a close.

“Duh, you idiot,” you laughed, heart swelling in your chest now that the pent-up feelings you held onto for years were finally released. How could you have missed what was right in front of you for so long? You were almost embarrassed that Patty had to spell it out for you.

“Or maybe we could skip the date and go back to your place instead?” Dewey couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow suggestively. He certainly didn’t wait to start the blatant flirting, and you weren’t exactly complaining.

Still, you couldn’t help but roll your eyes, “Why, so you can avoid Patty for the rest of the night?”

“…Maybe.”

“No.”

“Can you blame me? She’s a nightmare.”

“She’s fine, Dew,” you said as you both walked away from the dance floor, “And you have to admit, she clocked us pretty well.”

“I am not drunk enough to pay that woman a compliment,” he retorted, crossing his arms across his chest. You knew he was only partially kidding but still laughed anyways, “And she wasn’t right about everything. We haven’t hooked up. Again, we can definitely change that—”

“Don’t make me punch you, Finn,” you threatened, a playful smile dancing on your lips. You couldn’t believe how easily you both slipped into casual flirting; then again, you wondered if you had always been doing it without even realizing.

It was clear everyone else noticed, not that it mattered anymore.

“Kidding,” he said, throwing his hands up in mock surrender, “Kind of.”

“How about this,” you proposed, reaching the bar again. Luckily none of your friends were around to grill you just yet, “You buy me another drink, we dance some more, and see where the night takes us?”

Dewey’s eyes lit up with excitement. “Looks like you’ve got yourself a deal.”

*****

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