#might as well just walk and run everywhere u get me??

[sungstars]

hit me up | mark lee x fem!reader

i.e you were only in your ex boyfriend's bed because he's the only one who could fuck you right. NOT because you missed him!

author's note: omg! sorry i disappeared for like a month LMAO. i was down bad and then i just didn't enjoy writing anymore, but here i am! i hope u all enjoy this! might not be my best work, but I'm happy with what I wrote! I hope you alll enjoy it very much! halloween may be over but kinktober is still happening in November! I'm crazy!!!! <3

word count: 4k (not proofread)

content warning: exes to possible lovers, explicit smut, unprotected sex(not a great idea), breeding kink, fingering (f. rec.), drinking, idols mentioned for world building. lmk if i miss anything!

this was a bad idea. how did you let your ex-boyfriend convince you to let him take you home and rearrange your entire organ system after not talking to him for nine months?

it's not like it too much convincing actually, but it's so much easier to blame mark's charisma and way with words than take responsibility for your own actions.

how were you supposed to know that he was going to the exact same club that you and your friends frequent almost every weekened?

well. . . you did know! you saw him post his location on his instagram story that you watched from your burner which lead to you asking your best friend, giselle, and her friends if they wanted to accompany you.

they agreed without a second thought, and you were all there within the hour in a vip section that belonged to a sexy brunette named jaehyun.

you vaguely knew who he was because he was friends with mark, but with how easy it was to convince him to let you and your friends in, you don't think he knew who you were or didn't honestly care.

about one patron shot and two margaritas later, you found the liquid courage to seek mark out.

he was sitting on the L shaped “sofa” that was in the section, a girl with long black hair and a sparkling pink dress in his lap.

her head was turned, hair falling over her face as she leaned in to whisper to mark.

a smile glazed over his features and he whispered something back, until his eye caught you.

like a deer caught in headlights, you couldn’t move. your eyes were glued onto him and he said something else to the girl, prompting her to get up and mark follow suit behind her.

however, instead of walking off together, she took her place back on the couch as mark began walking in your direction.

there was no escaping now, you knew it, so all you could do was stand there awkwardly, holding your arms across your chest until he was face to face with you.

“are my deceiving me?” he asked, voice rough as he glanced over your body, causing you to squirm under his eyes, “because if i’m not mistaken, this is my friend’s section, so what are you doing here?”

you could lie and say he invited you, which wasn't entirely untrue. one to giselle’s friends, soyeon, sweet talked jaehyun into getting into the section, and by extension he told her to bring the rest of his friends.

“one of my friends got on with him pretty well,” you said, clearly your throat, looking everywhere but mark, “plus, this is my spot and you know it. you know how frequent i come here, so if anything, what are you doing here?”

“placing claims on public property?” mark chuckled, leaning against the railing of the section, “i guess you’ve got me there though. guess i was just hoping i would run into you one day and get on my knees to beg for you.”

you let out a noise of disgust, rolling your eyes, but still staying in your exactly spot, “you are so wretched. grow up and move on.”

“trust me,” he smiled devilishly, “i have. you saw me over there cozying up with kazhua. the way you were looking at me, one would assume you haven’t moved on.”

“conversation over.” you said bitterly, uncrossing your arms and walking away, but in typical mark fashion, he was right behind you.

you were annoyed beyond belief right now, annoyed that he had the audacity to make jokes about seeing other people and you being caught up on him. . . annoyed at how good he looked, and annoyed that you wanted to keep talking to him.

“i was just kidding,” his hand reached out to grab your arm, “i’m sorry, y/n.”

“look at you,” you mockingly cooed, “finally apologizing for your actions. i guess time apart does allow for growth.”

mark’s eye twitched ever so slightly, but of course, you caught it, “guess the same isn’t for you, still bitchy as ever. i remember how i used to solve that problem, a good dicking down and you were an angel to be around.”

“well, too bad you can’t fix that,” you shrugged, “lost that privilege nine months ago when you broke up with me, if you forgot.”

he tsk’d, dropping his hand from your body and your brain or your cunt wanted to yell at the loss of contact, “has anybody been taking care of that?”

“not that it’s any of your business,” you bit out, wanting nothing to do but lie, “no.”

a smirk grew on mark’s lips, opening his mouth to make some sort of smart ass comment you were sure, but closed it.

“thinking before we speak now, wow you really have grown.”

mark rolled his eyes at you, “i was going to say, let me fix this issue so you’ll be nice to whatever poor boy comes across your path soon.”

what the fuck. your face flushed dark red, and thank god that the lights were down low otherwise you were sure that mark would’ve laughed, “are you propositioning me?”

“not at all,” he said, leaning down to ghost his lips over yours, “it’s yours if you want it, if not, i will go about my business and you can go about yours.”

“okay,” you swallowed, curling your toes in your tennis shoes out of nervousness, “yeah. fuck me an inch of my life to make me nice again.”

“no thought about it, i knew you missed me.”

you almost retracted your statement, but instead pulled your phone of your pocket and texting giselle a heads up that you were leaving and not to wait up.

mark grabbed your hand, leading you down the stairs of the section and through the crowd of the club to the entrance.

the cool september air hit your face, a chill running down your body as you stood on the sidewalk with mark, hand in hand.

it felt too couple like, you wanted throw up, but instead just pulled your hand away from his quickly.

if mark noticed, he didn’t say anything. opting to look at his phone and order the uber back to his apartment.

was it just going to be dead silent this entire night? god, you weren’t sure what was going to be worse. this or having to hold small and awkward conversation with him.

“you look cold,” mark commented, not looking up from his phone, “come here.”

you looked at him, appalled and decided to not acknowledge his words, instead turning back to the street.

“you don’t always have to be so damn bratty,” he groaned, walking over to you and throwing his now discarded denim jacket at you, “put it on, and don’t make me repeat myself.”

fuck, he was so hot when he was demanding, even if it’s just to tell you something as simple to put a jacket on. the heat between your legs began to radiate, you did miss this part of him,

he watched you with an annoyed look until you complied, sliding the sleeves over your arms and adjusting the jacket comfortable. it smelled just like him, and you wanted to moan.

mark always smelled so good, it’s— was one of your favorite things about him. he was always so clean and put together, putting extra care into his appearance.

when the two of you first started dating all the way until your . . . interesting break up, he always went the extra mile to show out for you,

you sort of missed that about him too.

“uber’s here,” mark said, breaking your out of your train of thought about, well him, and opening the door for the car.

you slid in to the other side, mark following behind and sliding his seatbelt on.

mark said nothing about how far you were, and opted to just take his seatbelt off and move into the middle before readjusting.

“sitting so far when i’m about to fuck the daylights out of, you’re too modest,” he whispered, hand resting against your thigh, slowly creeping in between them, “what’s on your mind pretty?

“nothing,” you lied. you is what you wanted to say, but mark doesn’t need an unnecessary ego boost, and you don’t need any comments about how he plagues your mind.

mark hummed in response, leaning back against the seat even more and spreading his legs slightly.

you looked out of your periphial to glance at his thighs, god how toned they were.

you miss how he would wear jeans and let you grind against him with your bare cunt. fuck, it made you want to cum in your panties just thinking about it.

mark cleared his throat, causing you to snap out of your thoughts and look at him.

a smirk played upon his lips as his hand came to pull you in by your neck, "couldn't be more obvious with your staring. i'd ask you to share your thoughts, but i already know what was going through your dirty little mind."

biting your bottom lip, you tried to feign innocence despite knowing it wouldn't work-- you were already caught.

"don't know what you mean," untangling yourself from his grip, you rested your head against the window and watched the city as you drove by, "let's keep our hands to ourselves for the rest of the ride."

mark didn't say anything, opting to rest his elbow on your lab and head against the seat for the remainder of the uber.

it felt like the longest seven minutes of your life before the car came to a complete stop in front of his apartment building.

after giving the uber driver a thank you and closing the door, mark led you inside his building that you remembered all too well. you waited at the elevator, nerves building up to create an uncomfortable knot in your stomach.

this was all. . . so familiar. it was unsettling, remembering all the things you would return here with marka fter a night out. or how he would wait at the elevator for you when you had one of your girls nights with giselle.

you really missed him, is what you realized. if this fucking elevator could hurry up, that would make things so much easier for you to get up there and fuck him so you can be on your merry way.

the 'ding' of the elevator snapped you out of your trip down memory lane, mark grabbing your hand and pulling you in.

his arm wrapped around your waist as he pressed the button for floor six. fingers gently drumming against your ribcage as the elevator went floor by floor until it reached his.

he let you step out first, before leading you down the hallway back to his door. as if you could ever forget where he stayed. apartment 665, always making a joke about how he should move over one more to make it 666.

he was awfully quiet, you noticed. you weren't sure why though, it was a bit unlike mark to be this silent for this long.

you decided to shrug it off as he unlocked the door and you stepped into the threshold of his apartment.

nothing looked different from the last time you've been here, it's like time stood still while you were absent from his life.

"it's not too late to change your mind," mark finally said, looking at you as he placed his keys on his coffee table, "we can just go to bed and you can leave in the morning."

you tilted your head, looking at him in confusion, "what happened to wanting to fuck me to make me nice for the next boy?"

mark shrugged his jacket off, putting it on his coat rack as he pulled you between his thighs, "i just want to make sure you want this as much as i do."

studying his features, you looked at his plush lips that you would spend hours kissing, oh how you missed his kisses.

instead of saying anything else, you leaned in and gently pressed your lips against his. mark wasted no time in kissing you back, his hands coming to rest on your hips as he relished in this moment.

gently biting the bottom of your lip, his fingers dug slightly into your skin as you slowly began to escalate the kiss.

his tongue slid into your mouth, pressing you closer into him which allows for you to feel his defined chest under his white t-shirt.

mark's hands rubbed up and down your sides as the two of you made up, his fingers dipping into the waistband of your pants and allowing for them to stroke your hipbone.

plush lips beginning to kiss across your cheek and down your check, licking and biting little love bites into your skin. you probably should’ve told mark not to do that, but fuck, you missed how he felt on your skin.

your hands began to wonder, fidgeting with the hem of his shirt before sliding under and pressing your fingers against his toned stomach.

mark began pulling up your own shirt, breaking his lips away from your neck to pull it over your head.

he used this chance to sit on the couch and pull you on top of his lap, pushing his hips up so you could feel his growing erection.

skilled hands toyed with the back of your bra, unhooking it with ease and leaning back while you slid it down your arms.

you feel a little nervous the way he’s staring at your boobs, his eyes lingering over piece of skin almost.

maybe you should say something, tease him, but also you’re not sure what he’s thinking. it makes you feel a bit self conscious to be honest.

his hands come up to grab them, his thumbs rubbing over your nipples to harden them before he slowly pinches them to elicit a small noise from you.

“i missed these,” he mumbled, bringing his lips to one of your now perky nipples, “they’re so perfect. so so soft.”

mark once again didnt give you the opportunity to say anything in return, but rather another pretty moan to escape your lips when he sucked your nipple into his mouth.

one of you hands played with the nape of his hair as you pressed your hips down into his. he was so hard beneath you, you couldn’t help but want to grind on him.

a groan escaped him as he continued sucking on your tit, teeth gently grazing it as you moved your hips in a slow, torturous manner.

mark pulled off your boob, quickly going to the other one as his hands firmly gripped your ass to help you move against him.

periodically, he would squeeze your ass roughly causing you high pitched squeal to leave you.

“mark~” you cooed, pulling the ends of his hair roughly to make him look up at you, “please give me more, please. wanna feel it against my pussy, please?”

the brunette’s eyes rolled back when you pulled on his strands, pushing you back against the cushions of the couch as he unbuttoned his jeans hurriedly and pushing them down his thighs.

he kicked the rough material off, pulling his boxers down enough for his heard cock to slap against his stomach.

mark's fingers grabbed the hem of your pants, pulling them down your thighs with care compared to how he undressed himself. his eyes found yours and offered a kind smile as he peeled the fabric off and throwing them on the floor.

"you're so pretty," he mumbled, caressing your thigh before moving himself comfortably in between your legs, "i've missed this so so much."

there was so unspoken between the two of you, but that wasn’t a topic for now.

mark gently pulled your panties down, a small noise escaping his mouth at your pussy that was glistening with arousal.

your cheeks flushed an embarrassing flush as mark continued to pull them down your legs before tossing them into the pile with your other belongings.

"it's been so long," mark whispered, leaning down to press a kiss to your lips before leaning back up, "please let me fuck you."

with how turned on you were, you doubted that you needed any prep from mark. however, you didn't wanna give in right away to him. he had to beg for it a little longer, doesn't he?

"not yet," you smiled evilly up at him, your hand wrapping around the base of his dick as you rubbed the thick head of his cock against your clit.

mark whimpered at the sensation, eyes squeezing shut as you continued to rub his cock against you.

your eyes focused on his dick though, watching as a string of your wetness connected to his tip. you slapped the tip against your pussy a few more times.

biting your lip to suppress a moan, you pushed his cock down to catch on your entrance, watching to see his next move.

mark's eyes were still shut, but he pushed his hips forward to push his cock further into you.

the stretch made you hiss, back arching off the couch as he continued to sink his dick into you.

"fuck," he cursed, his hands coming down to grip your hips, "you're so fuckin' tight, baby."

mark leaned down, kissing your neck and sucking hickeys into your skin as he found a good rhythm, "forgot how good this pussy was."

your fingers dug into his sides, pussy clenching around his dick as he fucked you like he used to, "fuck mark, I missed this. missed you."

his lips continued to travel down your neck, biting down into the skin as he fucked you. whimpers and high pitched moans escaping the two of you.

"fmm, baby," he whispered, biting the shell of your ear softly, "this pussy is so tight for me."

you moaned at his remark, pushing your hips against his to fuck yourself on his dick. his cock was the only thing that could genuinely make you go stupid, no coherent thoughts forming in your mind as he continued to fuck you.

mark whispered sweet praises into your ears, hands moving to push your legs up slightly to fuck you at a deeper angle. your hole fluttered around his dick, your orgasm approaching at any moment with this new angle.

your mind was moving so fast, nothing but mark overtaking your senses and brain as he moved his hips into you.

you could tell he was close when his movements began to falter, thrusts becoming sloppy and faster as he chased his own high.

"please," he whined, looking down at you with doe eyes, "please let me come in you, please let me breed this pussy. please y/n, p-please?"

fuck, you forgot what mark calling your mommy did to you. you nodded your head, still unable to formulate any words as your orgasm took over you.

your toes curling so hard you thought they would break and back arching so deep, that you almost felt relief from the aches you would feel at night.

you nodded weakly, his hands digging his fingers into your skin once more as he released inside of you.

his moans and whines turning into pants of desperation as he came down from the high.

the overstimulation took over your quickly, your hand pushing at mark's abdomen to force him out of you with a wet noise.

"fuck," you exhaled deeply, "why didn't you fuck me like that when we were together?"

mark rolled his eyes, fingers coming to pinch your nipple harshly, "I see somebody still has that fuckin' attitude."

a devilish smile creeped upon your lips, "second time is always the charm, Markie."

"if this is your way of asking me to take you back, I humbly accept."

you scoffed, pushing him away from you further, "you fuckin' wish."

"no baby," he replied, "you'll wish after i finish fucking this bitchy attitude out of you."

"go for it," you bit back, he really knew how to work your nerves!

"give me like. . 15 minutes and I will!" mark winked.

you were in for some shit tonight!

end!

[jjsfavgirl]

It’s gonna be okay , baby

.・゜゜・・゜゜・． ౨ৎ ・゜゜・．・゜゜・．

.・゜゜・・゜゜・． ౨ৎ ・゜゜・．・゜゜・．

Summary: JJ Maybank taking care of his burnt out overstimulated girlfriend.

Warnings: mentions of overstimulated, angsty , pet names

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You had been working your ass of for the past two weeks, your rent was due, your school was requesting a ridiculous amount of money for the new textbooks and your tips from customers haven’t been doing as well these past weeks.

“I asked for fries with this!” The man yelled, aggressively pushing his burger back over to you the second you placed it down in front of him.

“I’m sorry, sir. I’ll go get that for you.” You attempted to stay calm at the man’s rough demeanour, taking back the man’s burger and placing it on your arms along with all the other plates of food you had.

“No! Don’t go get that! I want to speak to your manager! You’re getting fucking fired little miss!” He yelled again, standing up and towering over you as your cowered back. Running off angrily, he entered the kitchen, assuming he’s finding your boss.

With a huff, you went on your way to serve the other customers, tears brimming in your eyes as your vision was blurred and faltered.

You couldn’t see much, so you didn’t see the Kook teens foot sticking out in front of your dirtied converse. Causing you to trip and fall and the plate to fly out your hands and shatter everywhere.

You had gone home that day in a state, your hair was disheveled and your mascara had ran down your face in black streaks from your sobbing in the staff toilets after the incident.

Carefully opening the door of your flat, you tiredly tossed your keys into the pink bowl on the counter. You spotted your boyfriend JJ manspreading on the couch, controller in hand as his tongue stuck out the corner of his mouth while he concentrated on the first person shooter game he was playing.

“Hey, bun.” He turned and smiled, pausing his game and placing his red controller on the coffee table. His smile faltered slightly as you sent him a weak smile, him spotting your dark, grey eye bags and shakey movements. “Everythin’ okay?” He asked, walking over to you and pulling you into his chest as his hands tracked up to your hair and back.

“Yeah.” You sighed, flashing him a fake smile as your glanced up at the dirty blonde.

“You promise?” He spoke, looking directly into your eyes with his blue orbs.

“No.” You murmured, going back to burry your face into his chest as you attempted to hide your brimming tears.

“Wassup, babydoll?” He rubbed your back affectionately as he quizzed you.

“I’m so tired, jay. Everything is going wrong, I can’t pay the bills, I’m going to get kicked out of my college class and I might be getting fired and everything is going wrong!” The tears began to flow in waterfalls as you soaked your boyfriend’s grey shirt.

“Shh, it’s gunna be okay , baby.” He stroked your hair as he softly cooed to you. “How about,” he began, “You take off your work clothes, I’ll run you a nice bath and then we can sit down and watch a movie.” He continued, pulling away from you as he kept a soft grip on your tense shoulders. “You don’t need to worry about those bills, my boss just gave me a pay rise, I’ll pay whatever’s left and get you your textbooks.” He told you.

“Jay I can’t ask you to do that.” You murmured, bringing your hand up to wipe your tears. JJ’s thumb took over, clearing the mascara off your eye bags.

“You don’t have to, I want to help. I’ve been living her for the past month, rent free, it’s only fair I go halves on the bills.” He smiled, bringing you in for a second hug.

“I love u, J.” You giggled into his chest, happy with his actions.

“I love u too , y/n.” He responded.

-

Hope you enjoy!🎀

[alanagrey]

Dark Bucky Barnes One Shots

ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴇ ɴᴏᴛᴇ: ᴅᴀʀᴋ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ ɪs ᴇɴᴛᴇʀᴛᴀɪɴᴍᴇɴᴛ ᴄʀᴇᴀᴛᴇᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ sᴘᴇᴄɪғɪᴄᴀʟʟʏ ᴛᴀʙᴏᴏ ᴀɴᴅ ��ɪsᴛᴜʀʙɪɴɢ ᴛᴏᴘɪᴄs. ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴀʟʟ ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢs.

✸ indicates my personal favourites, but all the below fics are absolutely fantastic.

◌ One Shots

Two Graves, by @highonmarvel

→ [no description]

Cut, by @boxofbonesfic ✸

→ [You haven’t been having the best luck on dating apps, but you’re willing to try again]

disturbed, by @twjournals

→ [leaving the woods did nothing to keep the darkness from following you home]

Concrete Jungle Rapunzel, by @imanuglywombat

→ [You spend your days locked in a gilded cage, high above the concrete jungle, waiting for Bucky to return]

Doctor, Doctor, by @honeyhan-123

→ [With a bullet in his arm, Bucky seeks medical attention and a certain surgeon catches his eye]

What You Can’t See, by @honeyhan-123

→ [Bucky doesn’t understand how you could think were were just a one night stand]

R U Mine?, by @cryptidcasanova

→ [You made the mistake of falling for the mysterious stranger you met in New York. Unfortunately for you, you never asked about his line of work]

Goosebumps, @cherienymphe

→ [Living with your roommate was a dream come true…until she met Bucky]

Ten Steps, by @darkthallas

→ [A home intrusion by The Winter Soldier that doesn’t end so well for you]

After Party, by @xxindiglow

→ [Bucky doesn't take kindly to rejection]

Til Death Do Us Part, by @cherienymphe ✸

→ [after your arranged marriage has served its purpose, you bring up the inevitable topic of divorce. It is only then do you realize that you and your husband might not be on the same page]

swimming pools, by @sgt-seabass

→ [Bucky pays you back for your time as his contact by teaching you to swim]

You Can Cry, @highonmarvel ✸

→ [Biker!Bucky takes a liking to a sensitive girl]

You Know Better, Don’t You?, @xxindiglow

→ [Bucky doesn't like being told to move on. Ex-boyfriends are a pain in the ass]

blackout, by @our-destiny

→ [no description] [He was always watching. Everywhere you go he was always there keeping an eye on you]

Warm, by @highonmarvel

→ [Vampire!Bucky saves you from a car wreck]

Dumb Bunny, by @lunarbuck

→ [The Wolf sees you walking through the forest on your way to your grandmother's house, and he just can't help himself]

Take Me Home Tonight, by @darkficsyouneveraskedfor

→ [You run into a familiar face while working]

You’re My Obsession, by @navybrat817 ✸

→ [You’re the light in Bucky’s darkness. And he doesn’t want to share you with anyone, including Steve]

Best Man, by @navybrat817

→ [Bucky found the girl of his dreams and Steve couldn’t be happier]

Send Me An Angel, by @navybrat817

→ [Bucky thinks you’re an angel]

Run Like Hell, by @navybrat817

→ [You weren’t supposed to see the Winter Soldier that day. So you ran. The Soldat loves a good chase though...and you’re not getting away from him that easily]

Caught in the Sirens, by @straywords

→ [After getting away from your ex, you spend the majority of your time looking over your shoulder. When Officer Barnes then takes a special interest in your case, it seems too good to be true]

Tempest, by @highonmarvel ✸

→ [The storm brewing outside is nothing compared to the one in here]

Polaroids, by @highonmarvel

→ [You find out your boyfriend’s into photography]

HR, by @highonmarvel

→ [Your ex has made sure you’ll never get a job in NYC again, but you’re determined to keep your head above water. Just as things are getting too bleak to bare, you meet James Barnes]

Himalayan Salt, by @highonmarvel ✸

→ [You’re assigned to a notoriously grumpy war vet, but he’s different with you]

[From] Run All You Want, by @angrythingstarlight

→ [no description] “Where is my wife?”

Hell could freeze over, by @straywords

→ [Bucky sets out rules and you set out to break them]

You just let it happen, by @highonmarvel ✸

→ After witnessing an ostensible but seemingly non violent crime in its outcome, you push it to the back of your mind, but the offender escalates.

[darkphoenix07]

could u do a yunho reaction / comforting reader who has cptsd related to sexual abuse? i know it might be vv uncomfortable to write about so it's okay if u don't feel comfortable with it, but i wanted to try my luck 🥺

Yunho helps you after being assaulted

Links :

Masterlist

Ateez Mental health request

Paring : Yunho x Reader

Genre : Angst, Confort

Warning : Sexual Assault, Blood, Manipulation, Blackmail, Cursing, Self Harm, Suicide. Please don't read this if you aren't uncomfortable. It's horrible so I will love it if the one who requested it reads it only.

To the girls who needs comfort for getting assaulted

Your neighbor who is six years older than you had been stalking you for a month by now. You informed police but they didn't find any evidence or you being harmed which is why they made no response. So, you didn't see that coming which was about to make your life upsidedown.

Electricity was gone when you were going to your house by stairs. Like all the other nights, his eyes were on you and you didn't even know. He dragged you, took you in his house, forced himself on you and blackmailed you to stay quiet or else he would hurt your boyfriend, you had to believe him because he knew everything about you. It was a cold obsession of his for you which you were unaware of. But now that you know, you couldn't do anything. You had to go with him in his car, his house and everywhere he told you to.

You kept avoiding your boyfriend for a whole week because he had eagle eyes, he would know right away that you had been sleeping with someone else. You weren't allowed to let him know, it could put his life in danger.

Like every other day, your neighbor assaulted you and let you go to your house, with bruises on your body and lips. Even your nose was bleeding as you begged him to stop but instead of stopping he hit your face with his fist.

You were done more with yourself than him. He was diabolical and you were feeling like a masochist for not being able to do anything. You just let him do anything he wanted to wether it was your mouth or something else.

As you got home and locked yourself, you stare at big mirror of your house that Yunho gifted for you. You don't know how to face the girl in front of you as she had scars on her wrist, palm and lips. Well, you gifted yourself all these marks because his marks didn't feel enough to punish you and also you wanted to get rid off his touches.

Why are you even living? You thought as you lifelessly stare at your filthy self. You feel like you're stinking, most importantly you smelled like him. It was too much to take.

You take your electrical razor and take off your dress. Running the razor on every part possible, you fall on the ground until you couldn't take it anymore.

"I'm sorry, Mom. I'm sorry Dad. I'm so fucking sorry Yunho. I can't live this way," you throw the razor away because it wasn't enough for you to perish. Maybe you are a coward which is why you haven't been able to kill yourself yet, maybe you are a masochist which makes you hate yourself even more.

You want to go upstairs but you are too dizzy to walk. So instead of that method, you take a knife from the kitchen and try stabbing your wrist. You try so hard to reach deep so your veins are cut. But they don't feel enough. As you try to slit yourself again, you feel a hand on yours.

Sitting on the cold floor, alone by the sofa, you feel your blood going cold as you look at the person behind you.

"Y/n," you start trembling hearing him.

"What the fuck are you...oh my god... There is too much blood. God, fuck... Look at me, love," he screams your name shaking you.

His eyes get bigger as he notices your whole body covering in blood, less than your wrist.

"Fuck, no... Please don't do this to me," he says as he takes you in his arms.

"I gotta call an ambulance, damn it," he says starting to leave but you call him.

"Yunho, don't call," you tell him feeling cold sweats falling from your skin. You didn't know that your mother gave the spare key of your house to him because he was worried sick about you.

He watched you with your neighbor and for sometimes he thought you wanted to leave Yunho and go for that guy. But your behavior seemed very fishy, your tired voicemail, your avoiding video calls.

"Don't you dare say a word. I am coming," he tries to leave again but you need to stop him.

"They will know if you take me. I don't want them to know. Don't take me to hospital," that is the last thing you tell him before passing out in his arms.

"Y/n!!! Shit, shit, shit," Yunho panics more as he hugs you in his arms, "Don't you fucking die on me."

He keeps trembling as he takes you in his arms and keeps your unconscious body in your bed.

As he grabs his phone from the table, he falls on the ground seeing his hands full of blood, your blood. It scares him. What if he loses you, what if you disappear from his life forever? No, he won't let it happen. He will protect you at any cost, he thinks calling his family doctor home.

The whole time he keeps his pressure on the cut but he doesn't understand how to stop the bleeding of other places. You look so pale like someone has sucked all of your blood out of you. He doesn't understand why you had to do it.

Until doctor comes and gives you stitches, tells him to be careful with you because there was scratches all over you and your lips.

After waking up, you see him staring at you. You get scared seeing him beside you, on your bed.

"Stop it, stop," he tries to control you but you keep shaking your head.

"Don't do it anymore. Give me some break. I beg you, I can't... I can't take it anymore. Please stop it," moving behind to hide from Yunho who isn't looking like Yunho in your head, you fall on the floor.

As you fall, the saline stick starts falling on you but Yunho grabs it by one hand looking at you in horror, "Baby, I am Yunho. Can't you recognize me? It's me, your sweetheart. Please stop, stop doing this to me. It hurts."

He leaves the saline and sits in front of you as you hug your knees hiding your face from him.

"I am sorry, I misunderstood you. I didn't know he has been hurting you. I am so sorry," he says softly so you don't panic anymore but you are still trembling, the scent of the sinner, his touches, his curses are all inside your head repeating itself like there are no stoping.

"Baby, please look at me once. Look at me closely," he tells you and you slowly face him, your eyes full of tears, your lips trembling and you are a sobbing mess.

"Can I touch you?" He asks crawling towards you slowly and you nod.

He has gone numb looking at how broken you are, how messed up you look.

As he gathers your pieces into his arms, you feel something warm filling you with softness and stops the chaos inside your head in instant. He doesn't leave you with one single hug, he breathes in you and let you breath. You can smell how good he smells, how perfect he looks, how softly he is holding you.

After feeling safe inside his arms, you break down in his arms starting to feel every emotions that you thought you've lost.

He hugs you closer, slowly paces his hands on your back being able to touch all of the bandages on your back. If he was in front of you, your tears would melt with his because he can't stop crying feeling guilty for not being able to protect you.

He feels like a failure, unworthy of your love.

"What happened? Tell me the truth or else I'll make him say everything," he asks you after some days as he brought you to his home for keeping you safe.

You know how stubborn you are, you tell him everything one by one and end up trembling, throwing up. He helps you to vomit rubbing your back, washes your face and brings you to bed.

You don't remember when was the last time you walked on the floor by yourself because he carried you all the time, fed you like a kid, changed your bandages by himself, stayed with you all the time making you feel like the safest person.

"No one can hurt me. Do you get it? No one. You don't have to give yourself up for protecting me. Look at yourself, look what you've done to my baby," he tells you, gives you the nicest scolding and for the first time you smile in front him.

He hugs you again and kisses you on the forehead, "I've taken care of him. He will die soon."

"What have you do-" you start to ask but he puts a finger on your lips, "No question. Tell me what can I do for you to make you feel good. Do you want to go somewhere far away? Beach House? Anywhere, I'll take you anywhere, love."

"I want to stay home with you for a while. Can we do that?" You ask him, scared of him saying no that he has works.

But he makes you straddle him and touches your forehead with his, "I'll be home with my baby and kiss every part of you until you forget everything about the past weeks."

And he does, he takes care of you, moulds you into a new version of you as you get well.

[ To the people who got assaulted by someone. You did nothing wrong. It was them, they were wrong for doing this to you. So, don't think you are filthy or unworthy of love. You deserve more love for only surviving, doesn't matter what you did to survive this. So, thank you for surviving. You are doing a great job. ]

[happilyhertale]

Long Lost Love - Aemond Targaryen x female!reader, Part 13

Summary: You are the daughter of Daemon and Rhaenyra. When the invitation to Aegon and Helaena's wedding came, your entire family rushes from Dragonstone to King's Landing to take part in the festivities. You haven't seen your family in King's Landing for 6 years so you are very excited...

Pairing: Aemond Targaryen x fem!reader

Warnings: At the beginning none – eventually smut (uncle/niece)

Author’s note: Hello you! (:

This is my first fic so please be nice (: I thought I'd just try a little self-considered story. I hope u like it.

The events are not entirely similar from the series.

English is my second language, please forgive me if I made any mistakes (:

Word count: 3.3k

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7a, Part 7b, Part 8, Part 9, Part 10, Part 11, Part 12, Part 14, Part 15

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The journey is not too long, but nevertheless it drags on endlessly.

You sit in a carriage with your family. You look out of the window, bored, when you're not looking at the book you've brought with you.

Jace and Luke talk to Daemon about hunting. Every now and then you listen to Daemon giving tips on how to kill animals quickly and properly. But these conversations don't entice you the way your book does.

When you arrive and get out of the carriage, a huge camp has already been set up.

There is a gigantic marquee with tables and a few sofas. Probably all the Lords and Ladies will eat and celebrate there together.

Somewhat away from the marquee are individual tents in which the Lords and Ladies will spend the night.

People are walking around everywhere and countless servants are running around to set up the rest of the things.

You are led to your tents. The royal tents are separated from those of the ordinary Lords and Ladies. You are given a tent for yourself, and as you enter, you see a bed already standing in it.

Directly behind you, servants enter your tent and carry your clothes inside. You smile and thank them.

You step out of your tent and try to spot Aemond among all these people. When you discover him.

He stands in front of his tent and talks to a servant. He stands with a straight stature, his hands clasped behind his back. His hair falls slightly over his shoulder.

You love this view.

You walk towards him. He notices you coming over to him and he smiles at you.

You stand in front of each other and smile at each other. Slowly he lifts your hand and kisses your knuckles, "Princess." Your smile grows.

He leads you into his tent, which is bigger than yours and already has many books in it.

You look around, "Wow... how many books do you have? How long are you planning to stay here?"

He chuckles and approaches you, "Well, since I won't be participating in the hunt, I'll have to find something else to do."

He lets a strand of your hair slip through his fingers.

You smile at him, "I might as well distract you so you don't get bored."

He tilts his head to your ear, you feel his breath on your neck as he whispers, "I have time planned for you either way."

You place your hands on his chest, your breathing quickens. He kisses the sensitive spot below your ear. Your breath stops for a moment. He lifts his head again and looks you in the eyes, you kiss him.

He presses you tightly against his body and deepens the kiss. A deep rumble comes straight from his chest.

You release the kiss. He smiles.

"Prince Aemond?"

Immediately he takes a step away from you, "What is it?"

The servant enters and bows briefly, "Your mother wishes to speak with you."

"Tell her I am on my way"

The servant looks at you in irritation for a moment, nods slightly and leaves the tent.

Aemond sighs, you look at him.

"They'll look at you like that more often when word gets out about who you desire."

You look at him and smile, "Who do I desire?"

He looks at you and does not move. You take a step towards him and put your arms around his neck, "Nothing interests me less than a few servants who don't know you nearly as well as I do and therefore can't understand why I desire you."

He kisses you lightly.

"I must go to my mother," he whispers. You nod slightly.

In the evening there is good food and lots of wine. Many of the Lords and Ladies are sitting in the large marquee enjoying the food. But at least as many guests are gathered outside. From time to time, small bonfires are lit around which people gather and celebrate.

You sit at a fire with your brothers. Rob came over to you after some time with a few other Lords from the north.

You laugh a lot and the wine flows in rivers. Your brothers are having a great time with the Lords from the North.

But still, your gaze keeps going off into the distance. You haven't seen Aemond since you left his tent. But you've seen enough of your other uncle. Aegon is sitting by a fire, surrounded by women and a few Lords. He is visibly drunk and amused that the women seem very taken with him. You turn away a little disgusted.

And then your mood will be even better. You see Aemond approaching the celebrating crowd. But he is stopped in the middle of a group of people. Some are talking to him and suddenly she is by his side again. Alys dances around him and tries to take his hand again. Aemond pulls his hand away and you notice how he looks at her warningly. But you have had enough of it now.

You stand up and adjust your skirt. Jace looks at you in surprise, "Where are you going now?"

You just look at him and he can see from your expression that you are not in the mood for jokes right now.

Without saying anything, you walk over to Aemond, Jace following you speechlessly with his gaze.

Alys is standing right next to Aemond and doesn't see you come over. Aemond smiles when he sees you. You smile at him too, but turn away from him as you stand in front of him. You turn in Alys' direction, who is still trying to put her hand on his arm.

"Take your disgusting hand away from his arm. Now."

The Lords standing around Aemond, and even Aemond himself, look at you a little surprised. Alys looks at you a little amused and replies, "Oh little dove... Shouldn't you be with your septa? To learn how a true lady should behave? Or something like that."

You snort, "It's actually not surprising that you don't know exactly what Ladies learn from a septa. But the bottom line is that the bastard should stay away from the prince. Because that is not an acceptable union."

Now Alys turns all the way around to you. She looks you up and down when she suddenly pushes you back. Startled, you look at her. Aemond notices the dicey situation and wants to interfere, but you only raise your hand slightly. You walk up to Alys. You look her straight in the face and then punch her hard in her face. Her head flies to the side with force and it feels incredibly good. All that sword training has paid off. "Be sure, you don't learn something like that from a septa"

Now it is Alys who is holding her cheek, with tears in her eyes, looking shocked. Suddenly she lunges at you and you go down.

Unrest breaks out around you. You are wrestling in the dirt. But you manage to turn around and are now kneeling on Alys' back, pulling her head back by her hair. She cries out in pain. Just as you are about to push Alys' face back into the dirt, you notice someone grabbing you by the waist.

You kick and scream, not wanting to let go of Alys, who is now also being held back by a Lord. You continue to insult each other until you suddenly realise that someone is holding you tightly against his body. As you try to direct your wrath against this person, you realise that Aemond is holding you tightly against him.

You are breathing heavily, he looks at you also breathing heavily, "Have you calmed down?"

You stop fighting back. You hold his arm and lean back against his body. Aemond discreetly kisses the side of your face.

He takes you by your arm and leads you to his tent. Alys looks after you with hatred. You walk past Aegon, who has been watching all this with amusement, "Brother, it feels good to have two women fighting over you, doesn't it?"

Aemond only replies with a "Shut up brother"

He leads you into his tent. Silently you stand in the middle of the tent. You are still angry. He stands in front of you as it bursts out of you, "That whore! How dare she? I should go back and strike her down!"

He gently takes your hand, "No you shouldn't."

You look at him angrily, he kisses your hand affectionately.

"She'll be gone soon. Then we'll never have to deal with her again."

You snort, but then it dawns on you. You suddenly look at him, startled, and whisper, "I'll be gone soon too..."

The last week was so full of beautiful moments that you didn't think about the fact that you too will soon leave Kings Landing again... Back to Dragonstone...

You continue to whisper, "Aemond... I can't leave. I don't want to leave you, I can't bear it again."

He also looks as if he has not yet given a thought to the fact that you would soon be leaving. He comes closer to you, gently stroking your cheeks, "I won't let you go. Not under any circumstances. We'll find a way. You stay with me"

You can only nod. You lean your head against his shoulder. His arms wrap around your waist.

When he suddenly whispers in your ear, "Jealousy doesn't suit you, by the way."

You punch his chest, he chuckles.

"And what strength you can develop. I didn't think it would be so hard to hold back someone so soft."

You glare at him, "Better not tease me then. The dragon's blood runs hot inside me."

He chuckles again.

Again he whispers to you, "Shall I spend the day with you tomorrow?"

Your eyes light up and you have to grin, "All day... while the others are out hunting? Do you want to stay here with me... with the Ladies? How are we supposed to pass the time there?"

He grins at you and looks you in the eye, "I already have an idea..."

You bite your lip as he starts to kiss you softly on your neck. Slowly he walks around you and stops right behind you. His hands still on your hips, he gently presses you against him. He turns back to your neck and caresses it gently with his lips. It feels like heaven to you. Aemond stands close behind you, his warmth flooding you. His hands now gently clasp your lower belly and press you even closer to him. You notice that this also arouses him. You feel his breath on the back of your neck as he caresses you.

And suddenly you feel nervous. You finally want to feel him, you want to really feel him. But suddenly you start to have doubts. You don't doubt your feelings for Aemond, but this moment. That you're only in the tent because you wrestled Alys to the ground.

Aemond notices that your mood has changed. He stops kissing your neck and now embraces you from behind. He gently lets his nose wander along your neck. Softly he whispers in your ear, "Shall I walk you to your tent?"

You nod slowly. Gently he turns you towards him and smiles at you before kissing you softly.

The next day you step out of your tent, the sun is shining. The birds are chirping and you let the sun shine on your face.

You have not slept well, your thoughts keep circling around Aemond.

Many servants are already running around, everything is being prepared for the hunt.

Somehow you are looking forward to spending the day with Aemond. You feel a slight tingle in your loins at the thought. To be alone with him while everyone else is out hunting. Well, almost alone. The Ladies will be present. You have to smile.

You go over to the horses and are petting one when Rob says to you, "I thought you were more the dragon type".

You have to smile, "Horses are okay too."

He smiles, "So you're not coming hunting?"

You shake your head slightly, "No... I'm the princess, I'm needed here."

He nods, "If I manage to hunt the biggest animal... you'll have to spend the evening with me."

Your eyes go wide. You stammer a, "What...?"

He grins, "Well, we're drinking, laughing. Maybe we'll dance a little too. Like we've done it before." He winks at you.

You blush slightly and as you are about to answer, you feel a hand on your lower back.

Aemond is standing next to you. He looks Rob straight in the face and answers for you, "I'm going hunting after all."

You look at him, "Why is that?" His gaze moves over to you, he smiles, "I'll hunt the biggest animal for you"

His gaze falls back to Rob and they stare at each other. You smile at Rob as you put your hands on Aemond's chest and gently push him backwards.

He gives in and takes a few steps back, his full attention now on you. "I thought we were spending the day together?", you look at him with wide eyes. He smiles, "Well then, I guess we'll have to spend the evening together"

You give him a warning look, "Aemond... Pull yourself together"

He looks almost affronted, "Don't you trust me to hunt the biggest animal for you?"

You give him an annoyed look, "You know what I mean."

He unobtrusively kisses your cheek and whispers in your ear, "Tonight you are mine."

You look at him, this sentence alone makes your breath catch in your throat for a moment. Aemond chuckles lightly and brushes a strand of hair from your face.

As the hunt begins and the horses and their riders leave the square, Aemond winks at you once more in farewell.

Now you have no choice but to spend the day with Helaena and Alicent.

You sit together with a few other ladies. You drink wine with Helaena and talk nicely.

When Helaena looks into the distance in the middle of the conversation, "The blazing fire of the dragons cannot be irritated by ice. The time is not yet ripe."

By now you have got used to Helaena's strange sentences, you don't think about them too much, when she suddenly looks at you excitedly, "Come I'll get us some more wine!"

You nod at her with a smile.

The men ride through the forest. Aemond rides behind Aegon and notices that he is already far too drunk to even come close to hitting anything.

After they have ridden for a while, Aemond almost regrets not being with you now. But he is looking forward to your evening all the more.

Dusk has already set in slightly, when he notices Rob separating from the group.

Rob rides towards a clearing. The clearing stretches over a huge area. To the left, the path descends steeply and there the clearing ends in the forest. Aemond decides to follow him.

From a distance he sees Rob get off his horse and walk towards the clearing. At the other end of the clearing is a huge stag.

Shit, Aemond thinks.

Aemond quickly catches up with Rob's horse, which stands quietly at the edge of the clearing.

He gets off his horse and follows Rob into the clearing, who cautiously approaches the stag.

Aemond sees Rob reaching for his arrows, the bow in his other hand. Aemond does the same. He is now almost behind Rob. Rob is directly in his line of sight, Aemond's arrow is applied.

When the stag is suddenly startled by a flock of ravens flying out of the forest. The stag runs straight at Rob and Aemond, both jumping to the side and are now lying on the ground.

And now Rob has also noticed his secret observer. The horses, startled by the stag, run off.

"You bloody bastard! Now the stag is gone! And the horses with him!"

"If you hadn't been in my way or even remotely able to shoot an arrow, this wouldn't have happened!!!“, Aemond retorts angrily.

Both are breathing heavily and look angrily at each other as they get up from the ground.

Aemond breaks the silence, "How dare you offer to spend the evening with her?!"

Rob snorts, "If I remember correctly, she is not betrothed to anyone and can spend the evenings as she pleases!"

"She's as good as betrothed!"

Rob smiles, "Does she know about it? Because why does she kiss me then?"

Pure hatred enters Aemond's face as Rob suddenly lashes out and punches Aemond in the face. Aemond's face flies to the side, he takes two steps backwards.

Aemond looks at Rob and notices that Rob takes advantage of the moment of surprise and rushes at him again. Aemond takes a step to the side and intercepts the fist that is about to hit him. Rob didn't expect that and at that moment he gets Aemond's elbow in the face.

Rob gasps and Aemond pushes him away. Rob holds his nose and notices Aemond coming at him. Rob gets another punch in, but blocks the next punch and headbutts Aemond.

Aemond quickly collects himself and grabs Rob in a chokehold. He wants to pull Rob to the ground.

Both, distracted by bringing the other to the ground, failed to notice that they were moving further and further towards the steep descent.

Rob tries to free himself from the stranglehold and hits the back of his head against Aemond's nose. Aemond staggers back but continues to hold Rob by the arm. And then Aemond loses his grip. He senses that he is going downhill and pulls Rob with him.

They both let go of each other and fall backwards down the hill. Loud groans are heard as they reach the bottom.

So they both lie at the foot of the hill, by now in the dark, panting. Their faces are covered in blood.

Still panting, Rob interrupts the silence, "I know I don't stand a chance."

Aemond just looks at him in confusion and replies with a "Mhm?"

Rob looks up at the sky, "I notice the look on her face when she catches sight of you. You seem to be the only one for her."

Aemond is momentarily speechless. He's kind of pleased. He knows how he feels about you, but he doesn't know how you feel... But if your feelings are already apparent to others...

"Then why do you continue to try to charm her?"

Rob looks at him now, "Well, I still like her. And maybe I like annoying you."

Aemond just looks at him.

Rob keeps talking, "I'm not getting in the way. But if she wanted me to, I'd be there."

Aemond is giving him the evil eye now, "I'd feed you to Vhagar."

Rob laughs shortly, "Because you are incapable of killing me and then your dragon has to do it?"

Aemond has to smirk slightly.

After a while on the ground, their gasps have died down.

"So you kissed her?"

Rob looks at him, "Yes. It was an incredibly hot, wild kiss. Her hands were all over my body. I could hardly stop her. I can see why you like her so much."

Aemond mood turns dark.

Again Rob laughs briefly, "Calm down. She pushed me away, don't worry."

Only a low "Mhhm" leaves Aemond.

Slowly they both stand up and look around. No horses are to be seen.

"I think we need to walk back."

Aemond looks at Rob and nods.

"Great! Now it's starting to rain too!", Rob exclaims as they are about to climb back up the hill.

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[itsraven0v0]

YANDERE!KARUSER HCs

Note: as i said before, im terrible at writing yanderes. its mostly because im not a huge fan of it?! especially with characters i think would never fit in the role and Krauser is one of them. HOWEVER in a different timeline maybe, he'd make one hell of a f*cked up yandere.

i devided this into two sections (pre!javier krauser and post!javier krauser). enjoy~

comments and feedbacks are always appreciated:>

. PRE!JAVIER KARUSER .

you two met on one of his day offs when he was doing his routine jog and now he is EVERYWHERE!

like you can even see his iconic slicked back blond hair from the corner of your eyes.

you aint getting rid of him, you also aint getting a confrontation either!

i think back then he had more fucks to give so he kinda wanted to play it safe and approach you little by little

but when you where walking home alone one night(ffs dont do that) you got yourself in danger and then boom! this man appears outa nowhere and starts kicking their asses.

well that caught your attention and made you wanna give him a chance. what could go wrong, right?

oh you fool...

you aint getting outa his house anymore.

im pretty sure he has a single cabin in the woods that he has for the day offs he gets, so good luck runnung away.

not that you could if it was an apartment anyway.

this guy will hunt you down and drag u back. you will be his little canary or some shit.

. POST!JAVIER KRAUSER .

oh boy...

unlike the previous version, this man is too tired to give a fuck about playing it safe.

you two met at a bar where he was drowning himself in self-loathing and alcohol.

and as your obsession with military men with scars on their faces (and the alcohol) kicked in, you thought what better than to help him. right?! ahah...

look i aint judging you, thats literally me. ok??

you helped this man get his ass home safe from the bar and guess what? he was drunk and invited u in and u TOOK IT!

you helped him lay down, took his injured hand when he was having nightmares, made him coffee and everything OF COURSE HE WAS GONNA FALL FOR YOU!

your soft hands felt so good on his when he woke up only to see you fallen asleep besides his bed.

you appeared like an angel in his miserable life for a moment and from that morning he gave everything just to have your soothing presence in his life.

but soon this turned into something alarming.

he would confront you all of a sudden like: "be with me."

and if you refuse? well you can't. this man can turn on threatening mode real f*cking quick and this terrifies the sh*t outa you.

he'll keep you like a pet. attend to you good and make sure you are okay and happy but he also thinks the moment you walk outa his door smth is gonna take you away from him so say goodbye to outdoors.

he is so sad please be nice to him...i mean he technically gonna take away all your freedom but did you even have any to begin with?

enjoy you life with him while it lasts. and also enjoy knowing nothing about him. also enjoy meeting Wesker :D

that mf can and WILL pay u a visit just to scare Jack into doing what he's asking of him.

one day you ran away just to find out what he has been doing, who is he and who's that asshole that wears sunglasses indoors. And you saw smth that made you heart race in both fear and attraction(you weird f*ck! dw me too)

there he was testing his las plagas form. all monstrous and bloody. you took a step back in fear and the sound made him spot you. man he was terrified you were gonna run away. but nah!

you into that so you stayed.

you are gonna be so sad when he dies...

you think u can prevent that? try your best!

whooowhi!

thats the most yandere yall are gonna get outa me. hope that satisfied you anon who asked that.

ALSO i might wanna start a second page to write about other stuff [like mortal kombat :D] so i'll share it here too.

[laniminchanlix]

Your ours… (Minlix x reader)

Warnings‼️⚠️: overstimulation, edging, intercourse, oral (f and m receiving), riding, anal, rough play, gags, vibrators, bondage, dirty talk, use of pet names: cumslut, baby boy, baby girl, master, sir, slut, kitten. A little angst (if you squint).

(F reader and Minlix) I can make another one with male reader.

Summary: y/n, Minho, and Felix have all been in a relationship since there college days. There has been some ups and downs with it but they love each other with all there hearts would do anything for each other. Minho is the dominant one of the relationship takes care of us, Felix is a switch more towards being a sub, but y/n she gets crazy she is a big switch can dominate anyone easily. One day after a long day of work Felix comes home to see Minho and y/n cuddling on the couch, he tries to talk to them but they are so invested in each other to notice, so him being the brat he is has an outburst on them and says he’s leaving them for good cause they dont love him anymore, he runs out the house and goes to a club for a drink and from then on it gets heated.

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I remember the day we all met like it was yesterday. I was a transfer student to JYP university I came all the way from Australia. My first day was very hectic, I got lost on my first day, I was so embarrassed I could’ve cried anytime. While wandering around the halls I came across two people a boy around my age which I might say he’s very attractive while who he has in front of him is the most drop dead gorgeous girl giggling with the boy. He has her pinned against the locker smirking and whispering to her. When she was giggling she turned her head my way and we made eye contact, my eyes widened and I tried to hurry away till a voice stopped me, it was the girl.

“Your new here right? I haven’t seen you before.” She said smiling at me walking towards me with the boy, he had no reaction at all just a stern look walking towards me. I was very intimidated so I shrunk possibly smaller than I already was when they were towering over me.

“U-uh, u-um y-yeah I am.” I stuttered out cursing in my head from stuttering to much.

“Well hi there, my name is y/n and this boy here is my boyfriend Minho.” She said linking her arms with his smiling. He just stared at me with his dark expression observing me. I looked away from the staring getting flustered.

“I’m Lee Felix, but just call me Felix I transferred here from Australia.” I said. Looking between them both. They are polar opposites for each other it doesn’t make sense.

“Nice to meet you Felix-ssii, and welcome to JYP university, if you need help you can find us! Can I see your schedule?” She said brightly grabbing my schedule from my hands as she looked through it, I look over at the guy and he still hasn’t took his eyes off me one time, I shifted on my feet a little uncomfortable. I think y/n noticed cause when she looked over at Minho she had this dark like hunger in her eyes and smirked then looked at me.

“We have some classes together same with min over here, your gonna start hanging with us starting today!!” She said grabbing my arm and Minhos then walking down the hall.

That’s how our friendship with us 3 started, I was with them everyday at classes and lunch and we would hangout a lot outside of school going to arcades and skating and going to the movies. I love it, it’s everything I could’ve asked for. It’s been about a year since I’ve been coming to the college and a big turn happened our last year at the college. There was a party that was being thrown after the football game, me not ever been to a party decided to go and let loose for once. I wore a see through lace like shirt with a black leather shirt over it with some leather black pants. And of course I didn’t go by myself I went with Y/n and Min. When we got there it was packed, dancing sweaty bodies everywhere it reeked of weed, sex, sweat, and booze. Not a very pleasant smells but it’ll do. Me being the curious person I am left them two behind without telling them to look around, I went to the kitchen and grabbed a cup to drink my nerves down. I was leaning up against the counter, then I felt someone press up against me from behind. I froze in shock not knowing what to do.

“Hi there pretty boy. What are you doing here alone?” The stranger whispered close to my ear blowing against sending an uncomfortable chill down my spine.

“I-I’m not alone, could you move.” I said in a whisper pushing against him to get off me, he groaned lowly grabbing my waist real tight pushing his self further against me. My eyes widened and I started shaking from fear.

“Baby, how about we get out of here yeah? Have some fun?” He chuckled darkly and you could hear the evil smirk in it. I started shaking a little and tears started forming in my eyes. He grabbed my arm and went to try and pull me away till the hand was thrown off me, the person pulled me against there chest holding me. I could recognize the smell like the back of my hand. It was Minho his smell was calming my nerves so I snuggled a little closer to him.

“What the fuck do you think you’re doing?” Minho asked the dude in a growl.

“Come on, we were just gonna have some fun, he’s not with anyone so if you don’t mind I gonna take him now.” The dude said going to grab me again, but Y/n stepped in grabbing his arm twisting it then throwing him off.

“Do not touch him.” She said glaring at him, and let me say if looks could kill he would be dead for sure.

“What’s all this about? Why yall stealing this slut? We are just gonna have fun no need to to be so possessive.” He said chuckling.

“Let me tell you something, with us we do not let people touch what’s ‘ours.’ Minho said darkly. In one swift move he socked him making him stumble to the floor. “Don’t call him a slut again, if I see your face one time around him it’s gonna be worse then just a punch to the face.” He said giving him a deathly stare as we walked away.

My brain was everywhere I’m trying to process what happened, what do they mean what’s “ours.” My mind is running around everywhere. Y/n and Minho walked up to a corner against the wall to talk at. I stood there looking at the floor fidgeting with my fingers my thought running wild. I felt a finger lift my head up to look at them and it was Minho. I took a shaky breath staring wide eyed at him blushing heavily from the close proximity.

“Why’d you run off little one?” He asked his gaze softening while putting a piece of hair behind my ear, dropping his hand down to my cheek rubbing it softly staring into my eyes with… love? “I-I was just curious to see what was all here but then got thirsty and went to get something, I swear I thought you guys were following.” I said quickly so they wouldn’t be mad or scold me. Y/n came up beside me kissing my cheek softly, at this point they are trying to kill me cause it was getting hot in here. I let out another shaky breath. “Lixie baby, it’s okay we aren’t mad just worried that’s all, we don’t want anybody taking what’s ours now right?” She said patting my head softly smiling. “Ours?” I asked confused looking both at Minho and y/n. “Angel, you were ours from the start.” Minho whispered down at my ear chuckling darkly. A shiver went down my spine not a bad one this time a good one, one that made me feel all hot in my stomach, fuck I think I’m getting hard. “Ooh, min baby, I think Lixie here is having problems.” Y/n said giggling trailing her hands down from my chest to my bulge. I gasped slightly face red hot, I bucked my hips into her hand with a slight whimper. “Should we had back home and have some fun hm?” Minho asked in my ear biting lightly on my earlobe. “Y-yes please.” I said breathily with a whimper with the plea. “Let’s go.” Y/n smirked grabbing me and minhos hand walking out.

From that day forward we have made it official with each other and never stopped loving each other dearly.

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Present time:

(Felix’s POV, it will switch to 3rd POV later on)

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Work is hard. Having a job is very stressful. Esports today, I had a very hard day and can’t wait to go home to my lovely’s and snuggle with them talking about my day. I finally got out of the hell hole of work and texted Minho and Y/n that I’m on the way back home. They usually reply instantly but I got nothing back, which is fine I’ll see them when I get home. I finally made it home and parked the car, I got out locked and made it up to the front door unlocked it and walked in, taking my shoes off at the door. I set my coat up on the rack and set my keys down. I heard soft talking and the tv on in the living room, so I walked over there to see y/n and Minho on the couch cuddling laughing and giggling teasing each other. “Hi loves I’m back from work, it was so exhausting.” I said as I sat at the other end of the couch leaning against it with a big sigh rubbing my eyes from the lack of sleep. “Mmm” they both said still invested with each other. I felt a little pain in my heart from the short response. I just looked at them confused and hurt wondering why they aren’t talking to me. “Let me tell you guys about what happened to-“ I was going to say but then got interrupted by y/n laughing loudly aside with Minho “omg stop that’s not funny!!” She loudly said jokingly smacking him in the chest. “Shhh you know it’s true.” He said giggling pulling her closer. I got even more hurt from having no attention. Me being the insecure person I am was thinking hella hard. Do they not love me anymore? They would be better together just then right? They’re tired of me aren’t they? All of those thoughts running through my head. “Guys?” I said softly, but got nothing in response they are still talking softly with each other giggling. “Helllooo?” I said louder catching there attention. “What?” Minho kinda snapped at me, my eyes widened a little bit at the stern tone he had, I felt my eyes start watering up, “n-nothing I’m just gonna go get something to eat.” I said quickly getting up, “that was weird.” Minho whispered to y/n, y/n’s eyes followed me with a soft look. They went back to being invested in each other as I make me a sandwich silently crying.

I stood there listening to them getting more hurt and angry. I had enough of this I’m gonna speak about this. I set my cup down harshly startling them, walking to the living room looking at them, they both looked up at me confused. “Listen I don’t know what’s going on if this is some prank or whatever, but I had a really bad day at work excited to come home and snuggle with my lovers and tell them about it, but all I got was silence the whole time, I tried to sit here and tell you but y’all ignored me and that hurts. Do you guys not love me anymore?! Am I being a burden?! Are you guys getting tired of me?! That’s all I’m thinking right now and you guys haven’t noticed I cried in the kitchen if you would just take your eyes of each other for one second to notice. I love you guys so much, but if that’s not how you guys feel anymore quit playing me and just tell me! It’s whatever I’m going out I’ll be back later.” I said loudly to them grabbing my coat and keys putting my shoes on walking out the door.

“Fel-“ Minho went to say but Felix was already out the door. “Baby..” y/n said softly with tears in her eyes. “We hurt him and that hurts me, he’s so insecure and we knew that and we still didn’t give him the attention he needs.” She said softly crying in Minhos chest. “It’s okay love, I’m hurt to don’t worry.” He said sniffling a little. “What are we gonna do?” Y/n asked looking up at Minho with teary eyes. “We are gonna go get our angel back.” He said getting up as y/n did to getting ready to go get Felix.

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I know it’s very short but I didn’t have time to finish it up, but this is the first part I will be making the 2 part and it will come soon!! Please enjoy!!

Minlix 🤭

[hurricane-heatt]

for the trope mash up, may i request summer camp au + accidentally married + martian? :P

hello!!!! you’ll have to forgive me for both the time this took and the brief accidentally married bit but it made it in there and it’s sweet i think!!!! i hope u like it :)

seb and mark as camp leaders! they both have their own group of about ten kids and their groups go together on adventure walks in the mornings (an hour for the kids to get all their energy out and then do nice quiet things in the afternoon). the groups joining together is not by choice.

it’s a problem because the two group leaders bicker. a lot. the camp is very underfunded so a lot of the equipment is missing and/or on its last legs. they mostly argue about silly things like Well you had the stove last night so can my kids have it tonight? But we’re toasting marshmallows! You toasted marshmallows last night!!!! no one seems to think why don’t we just collaborate and share a stove. (one of the other camp leaders will sigh and push their own stove towards whoever’s moaning abt it)

they are also deeply competitive on behalf of their camps. children are children and love games and winning and beating each other and seb and mark sort of might maybe use this as an excuse to wind each other up. the whole ethos of the campus is Be Kind Everyone’s a Winner Teamwork all that rubbish. seb and mark, upon hearing there’s a egg and spoon race across the wider camp, are strategically planning who is best suited to compete for their team.

it always comes down to Webber vs Vettel and the kids love it because children are desperate to shout and cheer at anything that moves, especially when the thing moving is their friends and in the background their camp leaders are elbowing each other when one wins and the other loses

anyway. one day they’ve gone on an adventure walk. afterwards one of the kids comes and taps mark and has a very sad little look on her face. she’s lost her camp backpack and it had all of her stuff in it (the way kids bring every item they own everywhere). she’s all teary eyed and nervous and so mark says don’t worry, i’ll go and look for it. can’t have sprouted legs and walked off!

but then mark realises the girl is from seb’s group. so he goes and tells seb and he’s like Oh we’d better go look for it. mark is like Um. We? seb shrugs. says Well she told you so. You have to come with me. It’s only fair actually. Anyway, two sets of eyes are better than one!

(lots of flimsy excuses to spend time with mark, who he’s had a little bit of a crush on since seb started working here last summer, that’s irrelevant, though.)

cue plenty of huffing. but off they go! into the woods! they follow the same trail they did in the morning, up the hill, through the twisty trees, as they’re colloquially named for the way they wrap around both the sky and themselves, the huge and constantly muddy puddle on a concrete path that the kids delighted in getting their boots in.

and it’s a nice day so maybe they take a little longer on the way, while also peering around bushes in case any passersby have been kind enough to drop the backpack in for safekeeping.

maybe seb takes a little longer in the dirt, checking behind trees because when he turns around mark’s got one hand on his hips, squinting into the sun with the other hand covering his eyes and he’s actually really toned and his arms are very nice. he’s noticed before obviously. how could he not. he’s just a guy. but this is different, especially when mark turns to look at him and seb feels particularly caught out when he grins knowingly. Shut up. Keep walking.

and maybe mark lingers a bit behind seb as he runs ahead thinking he sees a glimpse of red on a fence post. maybe he watches because seb’s hair turns golden in the light like a halo and it’s very beautiful. like art, mark thinks, and he wishes he had a camera. or maybe he can keep it all to himself in his memory

seb turns back around when he sees it isn’t the backpack, just a bit of a torn fabric from a tent, and mark sighs but they’re nearly at the end of the trail (a big loop around the campsite) so Surely it must be ahead!

the last part of the walk is always the children’s favourite, a big hill leading into a sunken in field, a valley of sorts. there’s a footpath worn out by adventurers over the years but they all, everytime, get on their stomachs and roll down on the grassy part, tufts sticking to their shirts as they land at the bottom, giggling. seb looks as if he’s itching to recreate it but they carry on down the grown up route.

something catches their eye in the middle of the field, and there sits a bright red backpack, looking very lost. they run towards it as if it’s some precious artefact and they cheer and hug each other and then laugh it off nervously. because they’re stupid.

the running wore them out, though, so they sit on the grass. the kids are fine with the other camp leaders, probably being better behaved than they do for mark and seb themselves, so they’ll take a break. seb notices (after he stops looking at mark who’s leant back on his forearms and looking sweaty and handsome) that there’s little braided stems littered in the grass.

Oh, she must’ve got distracted when making the daisy chains! Easy to do, replies mark with a smile, eyes shut as he soaks up the sun

seb picks one chain up, inspects the way they’re intricately laced into one another, finds some half finished ones too. he gets to work piercing a hole through the stem with his nail, threading it through, over and over until it fits neatly on his wrist. flimsy and delicate but he grins and shows it to mark

mark will smile and say, Can I have one? and seb would say Make one yourself you lazy arse, and then mark would pull himself upright and scramble to launch at seb, who laughs loud and bold like it’s so easy to do. he fights because because he’s no quitter and the smell of grass and the sun beating down on them mixes in their lungs and Oh, look, you’ve snapped it!

seb frowns but stops when he realises he’s now on top of mark, was pinning his wrists to the dirt when he notices his bracelet has broken and fallen off. mark doesn’t say a word, just breathes and looks straight up at seb. they both breathe like that for a while, seb in two minds, a dozen fleeting thoughts while mark looks so calm. how can this be so easy? how can it be so hard?

Pull me up, then. Sure, sorry. S’alright. I’ll make you another bracelet.

so then they sit quietly against each other, knees touching, and occasionally mark let’s out an exasperated sigh as he splits the stem (big hands, clumsy) but eventually there’s a semblance of a bracelet for the both of them. they gather up some of the smaller rings too, to bring them back for the kids. finally, seb hoists the little red backpack over one shoulder, and they make their way back to the camp

it’s late afternoon so they’re getting ready for dinner around the fire, and some of the kids are comforting the little girl who lost her backpack. It’ll be okay! They’ll find it! Mark found my hat, remember! Yeah, and Seb found my pencil case!

when seb and mark return it’s as if they’ve brought home a golden trophy. the girl hugs seb’s knees and they both scruff her hair and say Be careful next time!

the kids crowd around them, hailed as heroes, and one points to their arms and gasps, turning to their friend and giggling. then they’re all in fits of laughter.

What’s so funny? says seb, putting a chain that’s far too long on his hair. everyone keeps laughing and mark looks at him like he’s an angel, with his crown of daisies atop his head. You’re married now! says one of the little boys, and he smacks his hand over his mouth as if he spoke without thinking.

How does that work, then! mark laughs but doesn’t look at sebastian, who’s looking at him with pink cheeks and a wide smile. Because you both have the bracelets on! It’s fairy magic, it means you’re married forever! one girl chimes in, her tone of voice as though it’s the most obvious thing in the world.

I can’t be stuck with him forever! and all the children cackle with laughter and run back to their seats around the campfire as dinner is called, plastic plates on their laps.

and they both should go and help serve the food but instead they just stand there for a little while, watching the flames dance in the pit.

and then maybe mark slips his hand into sebastian’s, just gently, the daisy chains sliding against one another. and seb squeezes, once, and doesn’t let go. like it’s easy.

[numetaljackdog]

v.. vomit story...? if u uhhh want to.. elaborate...

well alright, since ya asked :)

so as i've perhaps mentioned, i'm kind of a scrawny whelp of a person, and this was even moreso the case when i was in school. unfortunately for me, physical education class exists and is required in most public schools including mine. in high school, we were required to take two p.e. courses, each worth a half-credit, and the first one had to be a basic fundamental p.e. class, while we had a little more freedom with what we took for the second class.

that's how i ended up in a fitness class centered entirely around walking - i'm not gonna hold up in a game of flag football, but i can handle walking, and it fulfilled the second half of my credit, making it the last time i would ever have to take physical education. sweet deal, right?

except we were doing all of our walking outside, so if the weather was bad we had to find somewhere else to go. sometimes we would go use the fitness equipment for which we had a separate, specialized room (still no idea where the FUCK the school district found the money for that) but sometimes we would instead be merged with one of the other teacher's team sports class. dramatic music sting goes here.

on one of these latter days, we got stuck playing.... well, i don't know, to be honest. it was some kind of handball-type-thing, because the teachers were basically just making shit up. but it involved a LOT of running. back, forth, up, down, everywhere, weaving in between other players. i'm a scared little mouse even to this day, so i was playing as hard as i could to make sure the 6'5" coach didn't sniff out my weakness and tear off my arm with his teeth as an example to the others.

cut to after the game, where they make us get our stuff and wait for the bell to ring. why? because public school is a cruel and unusual form of punishment. so i've got my bag and i'm feeling the effect of the hour and a half of non-stop physical exertion i just did. i start hovering around a giant trash can they keep by the doors. eventually i have to sit down. i feel like if i could get moving, i might be okay, but right now there's nowhere to go. i'm continuing to sweat, and i figure it's bc i'm in a big crowd of other students waiting for the bell. so i get the really and truly brilliant idea to walk all the way to the other side of the gym and sit down against the wall there. no trash can, no exit, but at least there's no people!

once i sit down, i can't move. i'm swaying from side to side, knowing what's going to happen but unable to stop it. the best i can do when i finally hurl is crane my head to the side and get it on the floor instead of myself. it takes several minutes for anyone to notice.

luckily, as soon as the vomit demon was excised from my body, i could get up and move just fine. i located the least hateful of the gym teachers and informed them of the situation, expecting (and feeling like i deserved) to be put in a deep dark pit for the inconvenience. they instead seemed pretty neutral on the whole situation, and proceeded to mopping.

before returning to routine, i was asked if i would be going home due to illness. i stated confidently that i couldn't, because i had a test next period. i then rinsed my mouth out with my water bottle, and went about my day. and that's a good picture of how i was essentially a living caricature of a nerd from a dumb teen movie.

[bullshit-bulltrue]

so science lab was fucking insane today bc we had a substitute .

i had to be mean to someone, almost got hit with a chancla, found out a guy i liked in elementary has a crush on me, and i ended up falling asleep in the midst of it all

and bc i wanna type the rest in a weird format, here u go:

me: *leaves at the end of class* *goes to locker bc holy shit i just found out a guy likes me* *gets pissed bc shit don't be adding up* *contemplates why he would like me* lowkey gets mad 💀* *screeches + punches my locker and leaves a small dent* (...oopsie) *closes my locker and takes a deep breath*

ben: *pops up outta nowhere* (awoop jumpscare) (but in a good way) hey! *does a lil wave*

me: hi!

ben: yo your class was REALLY loud. we could hear you guys all the way from our room.

me: yeah it was ten times louder inside.

ben: damn

*pauses for a minute bc we kept bumping into each other since everyone else is fucking bumping into us*

me: hey did Mr e. play the gummy bear song for you guys and make you all dance?

ben: yeah *kinda embarrassed*

me: i figured, i heard it playing from the hallways lol

ben: well you guys were way louder lol

me: yeah its bc we had a sub

ben: ohhh that makes sense

me: everyone went crazy i swear. people running everywhere, almost got hit with a chancla

ben: wait what?!

me: yeah someone took aaron's slipper and threw it over my head. that was fun.

ben: oh wow

me: surprised i got out of class in time

ben: why's that?

me: oh i fell asleep and barely woke up before the bell

ben: you can fall asleep in there??? it was fucking loud

me: yeah, i can fall asleep if im tired enough

ben: wow

*we walk out the building doors and head toward the front of the school*

ben: hey did you finish the english essay?

me: i haven't even started it

ben: oh i finished it already

ben: ah..

me: yeah its due tonight so i'm just gonna scrape smth together

me: that was a joke. um, a bad one. it's not that hard, so i'll finish it up in no time. besides, we only have to write like 2 paragraphs minimum

ben: uhh yeah i *might* have written a more than two paragraphs..

me: what, like four?

ben: um.. more

me: seven? six?

ben: one less

me: five? omg, good job

ben: and i'm thinking of coloring in the drawing too. aiming for that extra credit 😎 but idk yet (he was joking. our school doesn't allow extra credit)

me: thats good! and hey as long as you have some pretty solid writing, i wouldn't worry too much about the drawing.

ben: yeah. oh and uhm i'll show you my writing tomorrow (we have english Okay!

me: okay! *about to leave*

ben: wait a minute! i actually have a picture of it saved, because i sent it to [insert persons name i dont remember]. *shows me the picture of the writing and drawing* me: wow, that's really good!

ben: yeah i actually don't know how many paragraphs that is lol (he didn't use indentations) and i still don't know about coloring it in

me: i'd say that's about 4-5. and, as i said, don't worry too much about coloring it in. you have a good amount written, so you should get a solid grade on that. and the diagram for your drawing looks good. if anything, maybe highlight the main parts. so it's bold you know?

ben: okay, thanks!

me: yeah, anytime! ever need help, just ask.

ben: okay!

me: see ya later!

ben: yeah, bye!

so yeah <3

also i figured out what was different abt him

so yk that part where ur hairline ends? yeah he got it. it was bugging me all day bc I couldn't for the life of me figure out what was different lol

[bearpillowmonster]

rn Linkin Park, could change eventually

^^

dunno

Twewy Neo probs

don't have one, electro is usually a bop though

Here Comes A Thought or maybe Mr Blue Sky

It's labelled 'Running' on my YT but I don't run lmao.

Yeah but none were by choice. Unless the KH orchestra comes back then I probably won't.

I think it's kind of ironic because there are songs that I find ironically enjoyable because they're bad, like Bad is Bad by Huey Lewis, which my mom unironically loves. I think I'd say 50/50 on what my parents listen to vs what I've developed on my own.

All kinds, Clumsy by Fergie, Kryptonite by 3 Doors Down, sometimes it gets overbearing so I lock it away inside my head so that I may discover it by chance one day to enjoy all over again.

I can't tell if people like or dislike the Phil Collins Tarzan soundtrack but I sure love it. I think people hate stuff ironically though too just because it's popular which I totally understand as well.

Probably every freaking thing on the radio right now. There's a very niche part of country that I like and my local station plays virtually none of it, just the same crap over and over again and they all sound the same "whiskey, girls, trucks and...alcohol again!" Thought you should know is a perfect example, I literally did not even know the name of it because you can't understand him, all this time I thought it was "Duchess and Gold."

Right now, Forgotten by Linkin Park because it goes hard the second it starts. There's a lot of parts of songs that I can't help but smile during though.

Always, if I feel I've been duped, Starboy, if I need a new way of life All Falls Down or New Workout Plan. Hating myself? U.

Time, I dunno but I think 616 songs is my record because it's my junk playlist, I just add if I find something I like, no sorting, no nothing

10? I mean, some of those are WIP and can't really be considered a proper playlist yet (I'm talking like 3 songs a pop) but at least like 6.

Youtube mostly, spotify pelts me with ads but that's probably a more efficient way to find new music.

that's at least half my playlists, for stories I write or certain scenes I think of to fit a mood.

No but I have a few people's mixtapes where they mix (MF Doom, Kendrick, etc) over normal christmas music and honestly I wouldn't care for songs like Last Christmas if it wasn't for those.

check 18.

huh?

All or nothing.

No, just today I got out of the car to walk into work and finished the final lyric and said "Yeah, that sounded bad, I ruined it." or something

No, tried guitar but I was pre-teen

I still do to be honest, why I might not understand but I will say that it takes me a long time because I fret over the lyrics. I've written...maybe 5 original songs or something (with bits and pieces just about everywhere from tunes that I record myself humming to a paragraph of something clever) and a good amount of parodies. Tbh, I just love the **** out of rhyming.

MUSIC ASK GAME

Favorite artist?

Favorite band?

Favorite song?

Favorite video game soundtrack?

Favorite genre?

Any comfort songs?

A playlist you’re particularly proud of?

Have you ever been to a concert? Are you planning to go to one?

How much did your parents music taste shape your own music taste?

Any particular artists or songs give you nostalgia?

Song that everybody hates/dislikes that you love/like?

Song that everyone loves/likes that you hate/dislike?

Any songs that make you absurdly happy to listen to?

Any songs you only listen to when your in a particular mood?

How long is your longest playlist? In either time or number of songs

How many playlists do you have?

What platform do you listen to music on?

Do you have any playlists dedicated to a specific character/situation?

Do you have any playlists dedicated to specific holidays?

Do you have any playlists dedicated to your OCs?

Do you listen to music to stim?

Do you listen to all kinds of music or do you stick to one genre?

Can you sing?

Can you play an instrument?

Have you ever written a song?

[transhoverfish]

Just curious..

What do you like and don't like about each of the Subnautica games? (If there's anything to hate about these games, they're amazing)

tbh i dont have many complaints about either game, although i have felt that playing both quickly after the other does,,, make the differences super noticeable. things in sub1 i never had a problem w or didnt bother me much have become more bothersome now that ive played bz

like the battery meter on tools and the option to choose where each go in the slot? having to mess w all my tools to get them the EXACT order i wanted (for maximum efficiency of course) was always sort of annoying to me but nbd. now i can barely STAND how the tool menu works/looks in sub1 bc the bz version is.... so much better

I ALSO have a few gripes w bz that have slowly started to bother me more and more as i play. and by a few i mean one thing specifically. the CRASHING. obvs both games have a bit of a crashing and framerate and pop-in issue, but bz is just,,,, so much worse when it comes to crashes.

ive had sub1 on pc and ps4 for like, 3 years now?? and ive dealt w maybe around 5-10 crashes total in those three years, very sporadically? since ive bought bz less than a month ago ive dealt w at least 30 crashes. if i play for an hour it crashes at LEAST 1 time, usually 2 or 3 on average. i quit playing due to crashing more often than i quit after a save and exit. and although ive played sub1 considerably less on the switch, its still not crashed a single time, which makes me think it might be a bz problem and not a switch problem, but idk. i save often enough that i never lose more than 10 minutes at worse, but still,,,,,the crashing is constant. if the loading times were as bad as sub1's (which thankfully they are not), i would probably only play every once in a while bc i just cannot get more than 30 minutes in w/o a crash.

speaking of loading screens holy SHIT sub1 takes like 3 minutes at best to load in a NEW save. i could literally get up and make myself lunch and be back before it loads up on a save with more than 1 small tube of a habitat built in. bz has sped that up a lot which makes the loading screen feel even worse (once again, fixing a problem and then going back to that problem in sub1 just accidentally makes the game a bit more frustrating)

other than those few technical problems, most of which could very well be due to my own old ps4, laptop that doesn't quite meet the spec requirements, and attempt to play subnautica on a SWITCH of all things; the only genuine complaints i have about both is the ending in sub1 being 'make the rocket' after the lost river/lava zone segments is the worst part of the game and i almost never fully finish playthroughs bc that much resource collecting and grinding at the v end is hell! aaand the ice spires can compete with the dunes for "large open area full of death and bullshit that nobody ever wants to go to" bc i spent an hour and a half in the arctic spires the first time i went there in survival! and despite exploring it extensively in creative and having a base right outside in survival i STILL get lost constantly. for the record im usually good at navigating back to somewhere in these games w/o signals, esp if ive been there multiple times. i just get lost in the arctic spires constantly. the ice worms dont help!!!

I JUST REALIZED IVE TYPE. A LOT OF COMPLAINTS. SORRY ABOUT THAT AKRBKABRJRBS ILL GET TO THE THINGS I LIKE NOW I PROMISE

the soundtrack in both games is AMAZING and i geniuenly just listen to them both for fun and get the songs stuck in my head sometimes. theres one from bz in my head right now it plays in the lilypad islands and i cannot remember what its called rn.

the sound design is both games is also really good?? i sit on the bz start menu and listen to the pengwengs, and sub1 in particular is like my favorite sound design in anything ever. i go in creative and just chill next to the creatures SO OFTEN. crabsquids, warpers, and sea dragons specifically sound so nice i could fall asleep to crabsquid noises they're so nice??

the ways the pdas are used for story telling is super nice, and ive always loved the little insights into the characters lives it gives u!! figuring out what happened to sam in bz and listening to all the final pda's in sub1 is always one of if not the favorite part of the games, i listen to every single pda every single time i play, i always feel just as sad for ozzy and keen and fred and the mercury crew and AAAAAA im very attached to these characters <33

also marguerit maida. need i say more.

SO if i talked about everything i liked in these two games i would b here for 3 hours so know that there is much much MUCH more i adore about them and my complaints about the arctic spires and crashing and loading times very much pale in comparison to all the good from the two!! bz is still very recently released so i believe the crashing issues will be dealt w in the future!!

i have many strong feelings for both games AND ive heard that apparently they've already confirmed a 3rd in the making? 👀 didn't look that up admittedly but if it IS true ill 100% b backing it up bc i ADORE this universe and its silly little fish and the silly little people i wanna hug. im full of love and subnautica takes up at least 67% of that love its my whole entire world i cannot imagine shutting up about them and ryley and robin anytime soon <3333

[dameronology]

potential request if you please 😘😘 where Eddie Munson is your friend and when your car breaks down he jumps at the chance to offer you rides because he lowkey has feelings for you and perhaps,,,, those feelings get confessed ? 👀 And he gives you a little kith (or not, I trust your artistic judgement)

hi meg i love u meg

eddie is the kind of guy who will go out at any time of night to come collect you if you tell him about your car. obviously this is the 1980s so you can't even casually hit him up, you gotta trek down the weird hawkins back roads to a diner to use their phone and he drives there to pick you up

it's even worse that it's late at night and raining and by the time eddie gets to you, you're drenched to the bone and there is mud up your jeans

for a second he's mad at you for walking in the dark by yourself but when he realises you were actually being really sensible he calms down a bit

eddie isn't an over-protective guy by nature. it's just that he's high key completely in love with you and the idea of you walking in the dark alone at night is not something that sits well with you

he just makes a joke about it though bc when is he ever all that serious?? he's just like it's almost like you're trying to get caught up with the weird demons

eddie takes you back to the trailer bc it's closer to the diner than your house; plus it's late as hell and raining cats & dogs and you're already tired

he gives you some clean clothes - that smell low-key of tobacco, and his everyday scent and just quintessentially eddie - and you pass out beside him on the sofa under a blanket, head lulled against his shoulder

it's bad news for your car tho. it's gonna be expensive to fix and you won't have the money for a while

naturally, eddie is super happy to drive you anywhere and everywhere - to and from work, to and from the various calls you get from steve where he's all help dustin disappeared and i think max is possessed and mike is asking for me girl advice and nancy is right there and i can't say "keep whoever you're in love with AWAY FROM JONATHAN BYERS" whilst she's here

at first, it's just pure fun. you'll throw some tapes on and sing along loudly to whatever eddie is playing and honestly?? you just look forward to those short journeys you're spending together

then one day a guy from work asks you out to the movies and you say yes - you're not gonna ask eddie for a lift bc a) you're not about to tell the guy you probably like that you're going on a date and b) it's a re-run of return of the jedi and you can't be arsed to hear his 20 minute rant on whether or not you can domesticate ewoks

but the date goes terribly and you leave halfway through because this guy is just fucking weird and clearly only wants for one thing so you use the theatre's phone to call eddie and he's there in a flash

and when he sees you stood outside in the rain looking defeated as fuck it breaks his heart

you explain what went wrong: the guy was handsy and weird and creepy and this is your fourth bad date in two months and when you say that you might be the problem, eddie near enough stops the car right there and then

"you're not the problem. they're all the problem. you're amazing."

that's when the atmosphere kind of shifts and eddie decides that it's now or never because it's dark and raining and goddamit you're wearing his jacket

"i like you. i've always liked you. i think i like you now more than ever and i really want to kiss you"

eddie rambles. eddie always fucking rambles but hell, this is the one time you're not gonna stop him

he almost gets a little shy when you say "so why haven't you kissed me yet then?"

eddie is gentle. way gentler than you thought, and it takes him a minute to find his footing because he is literally shaking

but when he does work it out, with one hand on the back of your neck and the other on your thigh, thumb rubbing circles into your leg as he softly kisses you??

hell you would have cut your brake cables years ago if your car breaking down was all it took

[prettyboykatsuki]

when you start writing for ushijima >>>>>>>>>>>>>

can you tell im begging?

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inevitable | u. wakatoshi

➳ tags ;; fluff n smut, getting together, first times together, unprotected sex, intentional lower case 18+

➳ wc ;; 1.9k (WHAT THE FUCK)

➳ a/n ;; ask n u shall recieve (i had rlly bad brainrot tn actually)

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if you had to describe ushijima wakatoshi in one word, you think the word you would chose is inevitable.

in·ev·i·ta·ble | /inˈevidəb(ə)l/ adjective certain to happen; unavoidable

of all the ways you could describe a person, it's probably not the best word. you could think of a laundry list of other ones to describe - really. hard-working, dependable, strong-willed, mindful, cautious. he's a lot of things and you think that's why he's so good at what he does. he's powerful but he he's brilliant at where he uses that power.

you would also use words like that to describe him, if you had too. if you had to give someone the run-down of wakatoshi - you could probably give them a whole speech about his accolades. he's probably the kindest person you know and he does that mostly on accident. he helps little old ladies carry groceries and lets your niece climb his arms like monkey bars with the most plain look on his face.

he's a lot of things - funny on accident, charming on purpose. but of all the things he is - to you, the thing he is most, is inevitable.

it's not hard for you to admit that you weren't exactly.. welcoming to ushijima when you first met him. you were a barista and he was well.. a big, pro-athlete who came to buy straight dark coffee every morning. after his work-outs (or what you figured was workouts since he always looked pretty sweaty) he bought himself precisely one pastry and a bottle of water and went about his day.

and it went like that for months. obviously you found him handsome - the way you could basically autopilot your shifts but completely broke down when he was there was evidence of that. he was tall, broad, handsome and nice. the kind of man who meets your grandmother, you think.

he always asked about you and you gave him short answers. too nervous to elaborate but he made you anyways, somehow and some way. and he comes back to you every week with details of your life you'd only mention in passing. he'd chuckle - a soft little smile at the way your eyes went wide. for someone so dense, he wasn't all that out of touch when it came to you. one morning your hands trembling just a little more than normal when you hand him back his change

(he tells you later he paid in cash just to see you stumble)

and he asks you with a plain look. observant.

"do i make you nervous?"

that's when you knew, really. you stood no chance against the all-consuming force that was and is ushijima wakatoshi. the subtlety and nuance in all of his actions left you worse for wear and any suspicions you had about how he might be treating you were to be confirmed much later down that line.

he's dense in the same way avocadoes are fruit. it's true, technically - but in a lot of ways and functionally it's just not the same. you think that the better word to use for him is selectively intelligent - like he doesn't bother thinking about anything that doesn't interest him for more than two minutes. but on the rare occasion it does interest him, i.e how you interest him - he becomes some kind of expert.

you've always been a little stubborn when it came to love. heartbreak does that to you - and you were overly cautious with ushijima. you let your heart walk on eggshells. you didn't let his gestures or touches or glances mean anything to you. you didn't let yourself be swayed by the smell of his cologne - sweet and woodsy on the back of your throat. not by the way he placed his hand on your lower back to walk past you on days off.

and when he took you out, to see the movies and stargaze, you told yourself it isn't a date. you tried your best really. because there is something really unbelievable about ushijima wakatoshi liking you - beyond the fact that he's some pro-athlete.

there's something about him that's a little unreal. not that he's perfect, but that all of his flaws make him more attractive. it almost bothers you but he doesn't seem to understand when you give him those lengthy explanations. hands making all types of gestures, flustered as he smiles. he doesn't take anything from your little lecture that day, just gives you a once over as he drives you home.

"oh, so you find me attractive?"

you didn't stand a chance. he was, and is, inevitable. everything about him has this powerful but subtlety all-consuming nature to him. you think the best way to think of it is like letting yourself float. the way you release the weigh in your body and inevitable give into letting it hold you. even if waves came - you'd probably stay in that state.

ushijima is like that. a constant presence and overwhelming force. you get swayed without even thinking. he could probably become president, if he really wanted. lucky for everyone else, he just wants to play volleyball. you think that it's a shame in equal parts that it's a gift but you digress.

the point is that you could never really be away from ushijima. and as hard as you tried to avoid the growing affection - you find that ushijima is always a few steps ahead. always reaching far beyond you with big, strong hands.

you try so hard, to avoid the inevitable. you do it with your whole soul. you're honestly just.. intimated. you've never felt something like him before - not once in your whole life. you're afraid of what'll happen when you succumb to the waves so you dodge the deep sea for weeks and weeks.

he found you after your shift one day after 3 weeks of dry texting and avoided phone calls. wearing a suit and a purple shirt and a nice watch, he has flowers too. and you're in.. a barista uniform with tousled everything and smudged mascara.

inevitable is really the only word. as you stop dead in your tracks, and as ushijima pulls you aside with the mostly gentlemanly smile. you kind of wanna cry when you look at him.

"i've waited a long time but i don't think i can much longer,"― he shifts a little. he almost looks nervous - it's the first time you've ever seen him look anything but overwhelmingly confident ― "i like you and i'd like to be with you,"

he doesn't really offer you much other than a confession and his hands. the frustrating thing is that he doesn't need to. it's the first time he's seen you cry but he handles you well, does it easily like he does everything else. like somehow he's just good at it, soothes you while you sob into his chest and melt into his presence and let yourself fall underwater.

in a probably not so surprising turn of events, you find that ushijima fucks with the same approach that he does most other things.

with careful consideration that seems effortlessly. it makes you feel a little hopeless that he feels good at everything. even at comforting you.

the first time you have sex, you take off his shirt for him. and he takes your hand and puts it up to his chest. gives you the most gentle look. his heart-beat is rapid.

"you make me .. nervous too. just so you know,"

the one thing about ushijima is that everything about him is big and wide and broad. he kisses you like he's trying to circle the solar system - there's a slowness to it. a vastness as he has you seated in his lap with his hands exploring up your body. his hands are everywhere. he's good with them. not too gentle but not too rough as the spread your thighs open.

he cups your pussy and it fits in his whole palm. his middle finger teases your slit as his kisses travel south, down your jaw and onto your neck. they latch onto your chest with a little breathless sigh - like he can't even breathe. it makes you clench when he talks to you - raspy.

"you're.... beautiful,"

he makes you shy. so shy as you lean forward a little and rock into his hand - a burning need nipping at you. and his eyes widen and his cock stiffens and his breath hitches and you think this is the first time you've caught him off-guard before. you wanna bask in it but you're too desperately so you latch onto his lips again.

ushijima does everything right. with knowledge in it. he kisses you and sucks on your tits and plays with your clit with this.. knowing. he likes seeing you fall apart he thinks. he likes how you get when he takes it much slower than he needs too - how he drags you through one orgasm to another with this lithe. he lets you lean over his shoulder when he fingers you - and his two fingers stretch you out like four of your own.

his cock is big. bigger than you think any person could ever take. you stare at it for a long while, gaping at it. your hands barely fit around it and that image burns itself into ushijimas brain like a permanent memory. your mouth falls open and your eyes look hazy and ushijima thinks that he's never wanted to be inside of something so bad before.

"it's so big," ― you whisper, hoarse ― "i-it won't fit,"

"i'll make it fit," ― is his only reply, kissing the crown of your head ― "sit tight,"

he does, by the way. make it fit. he makes it fit good - makes it stretch your pussy out but you don't feel like you'll break. there's a little pressure inside, and your clit swells with desire and blood - but it fits. and his eyes are glued to the way your cute little cunt seems to be swallowing him like it's nothing. it's enough to make him lose his mind.

"c-can i move?"

you nod and he does. slow at first. he draws the noise from you - a slow and soft moan leaving your lips as he drags his cock in and out of you. but it gets faster, goes much faster than you thought it could.

eventually he has you bouncing in his lap, on his cock, with such force that you feel like you can't breathe. it feels unbelievable, sets off a supernova in your gut like at any moment you could come undone. you feel like you're breaking and ushijima doesn't help, soft grunts and whispered affections.

"you're so beautiful," and "im so happy" that make you feel dizzy. you'd probably give him anything he asks for. he bounces you on his cock and lets his thumb just rest on your clit and you're so close you can almost taste it.

"cum for me," ― like he's begging ― "please,"

what choice do you have anyways? you cum on his cock with a silent scream, like your voice is tearing a blackhole into space and you shudder while he holds you in place. he finishes only seconds afterwards.

"did it feel good?"

you give him a wide-eyed look. he's dense at times. you don't know how to hate him for it so you just sigh and nod, cozying to him.

"y..yeah,"

he kisses your forehead, sweaty and tired.

"good,"

yeah. you were right.

you never had a single chance of winning against him.

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[xxlusciouslulu]

Loki x little reader )

Warning: fluff , age regression loki caregiver, daddyloki

After A mission I felt myself slip into little space I put my favorite demon hoodie on and some shorts. I wander off into the hallway looking for someone. But couldn't find him anywhere not in his office nor the gym where we would practice fighting, not even his bedroom or the library.

I look down to my feet , feeling down

Heyy there little mortal  , what's got you down? I stare up at Thor

c-cant.. findw Loks anywhere have you seen him?

I'm Afraid not little one but I sure you he's probably up to some mischief around here like he always does.

Mk i wander back off again searching for Loks

wherew could.. daddy be…

i walk into the living room seeing Bucky and Sam and Natasha talking. I sighed looking down and back myself against the wall, i looked everywhere and still can't find him.. A sadness went over me.

Heyy Y/n what's wrong? Natasha asked

I look up , not saying anything i fidget my hands around "

I look everywhere…

Everywhere? She said

I noded' He's not here..

Who is.. wait are you looking for Loki?

I nodded yes

she smile and told me have you check the kitchen?

Kit chen… ? my eyes shot up and went there quickly hoping he might be there.

And she was right there he was sitting in A chair looking At A book with an Apple in his hand, some work papers on the table.

Daddyy!?

I ran up to him "

Well hello there little mix didn't aspect you to come back early from the mission.

Are you alright?

You had your arms wrap around him tight " A single tear fell from your eyes , you look up and he wipe away your tear with his thump.

I..i couldn't findw yyou ,you weren't anywhere to be found. I missed you.. " you weren’t in your bedroom , the living room , the gym, you kept mumbling on. 

He pulled you onto his lap And held you. Shhh  it’s okay i’ve got you  he hugged you 

How much did you miss me?

Alot! daddy "

Aww little one I'm here now he lifted your chin up and said I'm not going anywhere pet  daddy here. “  

He smiled looking at you , how cute u were in your little demon hoodie And kissed you.

Come little one , he held he's hand out and you took it following him to his bedroom where set you aside , turn on the tv you played with your stuffy  he  came back with A warm bottle of milk for you. 

Rawrr you attack him with your stuff animal and he look at you 

Come here you little mix , he comes running to you and you run away he catches up and  tickles you. You giggle  , you fall onto the bed as  he tickles you at your most   spots  daddyy stopp i laugh  hard “ 

Loki tickles you more and gives you kisses.  After A moment  you breath out 

he pulled you aside of him feeding you the bottle , watches you, As it was all gone Loki get's up from the bed putting it away he comes back and turns on your favorite show to watch  and gave you your pacify , you snuggle up with your cosy blanket, Loki right beside you cuddling up with you.

Prettwy You say playing with Loki hair~

as he smiled at you ' You sink wrapping your arm around him.

He smiled "

Cosy enough?

I nodded yes , most definitely " you dat best. 

He kissed my head " i smiled warmly

soon as my show ended Loki saw that i was still awake and desided to read me a bedtime story , he picked out my favorite book , yay i said out of excitement!

come here little one " Loki says Let see here he says he starts reading the beginning of the first chapter , Loki snuggles closer to me my head laying on his chest , his thump in my mouth like A pacifier as he reads away. My mind and self gets sleepy by the second , he's voice calming and smooth and dreamy i could easy fall asleep right away just listening to him read. i look towrd the window the stars were out and bright my eyes couldn't stay awake i soundly fell asleep cuddle up against him cosy and all.

He noticed I fell asleep and kissed my head I love you so much Y/n sweet dreams little one.

[thecraftymagician]

Soooo I think it's safe to say the official Arcana Instagram made a mistake when posting a pic of Julian with the caption "What would you want to do with/to him?" I'm not judging but some of those comments.. In any case it got me thinking. I've already written alot about what I'd like to do with a few characters but why not? Maybe these will become headcannons or short stories later, who knows? That being said this IS SFW, very PG!! (I'm not against NSFW or anything I'm just not sure how to write it well, ya know? I've had a few requests for it though nothing specific. I might try adding a hint of spice to test the waters when it feels okay to do so!) Warnings: Fluff!, some *spoilers* for all routes

Things I (or my MC) want to do with the M6:

Asra

Learn how to/create a gateway and overall learn spells/magic

Go to the Painted Daisy Festival and party it up!

✨Travel✨ literally anywhere

Explore the Arcana realms

Be aloof and sassy to everyone haha

Tea tasting

Blanket/Pillow fort by the fire

Late night talks/deep talks about e v e r y t h i n g

Help him get therapy or counseling and open up more

(Maybe get matching Faust tattoos)

Nadia

Teach me about fashion/how to dress myself better

Help her with parties or events (planning in general or decorations)

Take her on the town!

Work with her on projects to help the city

Tinker and craft things together/work on little side projects for fun

Self Care mini spa days!

Visit Prakra and have her show me around/literally anywhere she wants to go

Also help her get therapy or counseling

Julian

Even if there is no danger, running around the city and finding spots to hide

Getting Rowdy at the Raven

Traveling anywhere

Try tasting all of the coffee everywhere

Go see every show/play, literally make like a theatre buck-it list (or act alongside him in some)

t a k e h i m t o s e e a t h e r a p i s t

Write songs and become a little performance duo aww

Have him help me get over my fear of the ocean (i don't know what he can do about helping me not be squeamish tho lol)

Muriel

Go on walks through the forest and forage

Take care of the chickens with him

Read to him by the fire on rainy days

Help him learn about his heritage, maybe travel with him to meet people from his tribe

Have him teach me how to whittle and carve (maybe even work on bigger pieces together like furniture or sculptures!)

Find a therapist that would come to the hut for him

Protect all our friends and people we care about

Give him cool rocks I find

Portia

Bake and cook everything together!

Flower crowns, flower crowns, flower crowns (and gardening in general honestly, I want to learn more)

Swap favorite books and read together/have a mini book club

Teach her magic

Cause harmless but fun mischief and pranks

Nights on the town drinking and dancing

Traveling together and other little adventures

Cute cottagecore picnic with Pepi and summery homemade lemonade yes please

Lucio

Take him to individual therapy, family therapy with his mom, and group therapy with the M6

Teach him morals or just making him be better like in Lilo and Stitch with the crayon evil meter and a spray bottle

Equine therapy but with Mercedes and Melchior

✨c o m m u n i t y s e r v i c e✨ and helping those he's wronged

Self Defense training/fight training

Resist the urge to feed off his energy and be equally as petty

But at the same time get up to harmless shenanigans

Tbh learn how to be more confident like him but with still being self-aware