#nik imagine

[bytedykes]

[ID: SVSSS fanart of Shen Qingqiu and Liu Qingge. It's the scene from volume 1 where Liu Qingge is having a qi deviation. He's on the floor, face and clothes splattered with blood. Shen Qingqiu has a hand on his shoulder, and smiles as he says, "You're too hot- I mean too young to die. We should be friends now." Liu Qingge scowls at him, angry and confused, thinking "wtf" repeatedly and with question marks floating around his head. /end ID]

this is basically what happened i think

[klausysworld]

Can we please get more little Klaus with his mommy being clingy?

Little Behaviour

My fingers ran through Klaus’s curls as he slept with his head on my chest, face basically between my boobs as he breathed slowly. He nuzzled closer and mumbled in his sleep making me smile and kiss the top of his head. I glanced toward the closed curtains, a small gap allowing a steam of light into the room and over his body. His hair appeared more golden in the sunrise and I wished he would open his eyes so I could see the way the blue would shine against the light.

I shifted his face to the side, the sunlight making his plump lips appear redder and the little freckles that dusted the tops of his cheeks and nose were more visible. His lashes looked much longer and darker against his pale cheeks and my fingertip gently followed the slope of his nose and the little curve on the end making his face scrunch up and his face to hide back in-between my breasts.

I brought both hands to the back of his head, working my fingers against his scalp tenderly, moving them forward towards his hairline and around the crown of his head before being gentler around his temples. I moved them down to his ears and caressed them lightly before moving back round to the nape of his neck and repeating my actions. By the start of the third time round he was breathing much heavier against my chest, throaty moans leaving his parted lips when I rubbed certain spots.

I felt his lashes flutter against my skin as he pressed his open mouth to the valley of my breasts in a small kiss. This time when my hands went through his hair he was much more responsive and once I had finished he raised his head so his chin rest on my chest to look up at me. His lips pulled into a lazy smile and I beamed back at him.

“Good morning” he mumbled, a gruff edge to his voice.

“Did you sleep good Bunny?” I asked with a hum as I pushed his curls back, exposing his forehead and making him frown and push it back down as he nodded.

“Mmhm, did you?” He replied with a yawn and I nodded back at him. His eyes closed with eat time my hand brushed his hair back and another stretched out yawn left him. I twirled a lock of his hair, pulling it down by his eye and watching it spring back up.

“You’re so pretty” I whispered and his cheeks pinkened. He lowered his head back down to my chest making me chuckle “so adorable…like a little baby bunny” I whispered teasingly and he groaned

“Stopp” he whined, trying to his embarrassed blush against my chest so I moved against the mattress so my boobs would bounce against his face making him moan softly and muzzle between them. I laughed as his head shook side to side and he moved down lower. We both just slept naked usually, it was never worth putting the clothes on and he needed the skin on skin to calm him down.

I pulled the duvet back to watch his face pressed to them as his hands came up to grab each tit and squish himself between them. “Having fun Bun?” I hummed as his eyes looked up to mine. He growled softly making me raise a brow and get a hold of his chin, lifting his face and pushing myself up into a sitting position with him between my legs.

He kept staring at my breasts even once his head was level with mine and I chuckled again. He glanced to my eyes, his round and needy as he leaned closer, “please?” he whispered with a persuasive smile.

“You have ten minutes, then I have to go okay? I have work today and I won’t be home till later, but back for dinner, I promise.” I told him and he immediately drowned

“No” he stated stubbornly “no work, quit, stay home with me please” he nodded and wrapped his arms around my waist.

“Niklaus-“

“Bunny” he whined and I smiled

“I thought you didn’t like when I called you Bunny?” I questioned with a taunting tone and his lips pouted

“I got…accustomed to it” he flashed a grin. “Now…about this job…”

“I like my job, I have to go” I murmured and kissed his nose hoping it would be enough but his eyes only got glossier

“Please don’t leave” he whispered and I sighed softly

“Bunny…”

“I’ll do anything” he promised “I’ll leave your boobies alone” he smiled cheekily and I laughed

“Oh my boobies?” I teased and he nodded with a growing grin, his bright teeth on display.

“I’ll be good” he nods and I hum

“Perhaps I can have one sick day, just one!”

“Yes!” He whisper yelled and then frowned and glanced to my breasts “but…I don’t wanna leave them alone” he pouted and I rolled my eyes playfully.

“Go on then, but you have to behave the rest of the day”

“I will, promise.” He quickly agreed before his lips were latched onto a nipple and sucking greedily making me hiss

“Nik, gently. It’s morning remember” I murmured and he slowed down, usually by the evening they were erect and ready for his desperate mouth, unless he had on in his mouth in the night then they weren’t ready for him when I first woke. The majority of our days together consisted of me trying to do everyday tasks and him seeing what positions he could get into to ensure my tit remained within his tongues reach.

His eyes locked in mine as he suckled away eagerly and his hands kneaded at my chest like a kitten would a blanket. My hand went back to the top of his head, my nails gently scratching at his scalp making his eyes roll back and close and his teeth nipped and pulled at me.

“So needy and you just woke up” I murmured and he whined.

He was always so soft in the mornings, before anything or one had ruined his mood and wound him up. It was his most submissive state unless I had managed to keep him calm later on and of course once the clothes were off and we were between the sheets he was ready to do just about anything I said. Not that I stopped him from being dominant, he had his turns but he always ended up wanting to be looked after the next time anyways, it just worked best for us and made him feel more loved. I just hoped that today he would stay relaxed and little throughout the rest of the day.

That was another thing about him. He had taken to being little. It was a recent development, despite our relationship having lasted a few years now. It began small, him accidentally calling me Mommy and me doing slightly unnecessary things for him, like helping him dress and cutting his food. Then it got more serious and he got more emotional, then the embarrassment would kick in so we did a ton of research so he knew that what he was feeling wasn’t a bad thing and that other people had our relationship dynamic too. It shocked him but comforted him at the same time, he was glad to see the world evolving.

But he was very self conscious of his little behaviour. The high display of emotions and the lack of control he seemed to have when he slipped. So he tried his best to avoid it but he also knows that I love when he’s so dependent and baby so he lets go if he can.

He seemed to know that now was a good time as he switched boobs and squeezed the other. His obsession with my breasts ran deep, his eyes were always drawn there with or without his consent. Head liked to rest on them and hands seemed to cup them whenever he could. And when he was particularly subby and small, he loved to have them in his mouth like a baby.

And I never complained, well not unless we were out in public and he was sat there squeezing one and I had to remind him of the eyes around us.

But times like this especially, I didn’t have any desire to stop him. I encouraged him with soft words of encouragement making him moan a quiet “Mommy” as he nuzzled closer.

Once he was finished and had sunk his fangs into each breast before cleaning them up and healing me, we went downstairs for brunch. I poured him his milk and cooked him his bacon and pancakes. His eyes on my tits as he tipped the milk into his mouth making me raise my brows at him but his attention wasn’t exactly on my face to acknowledge my expression. A few times now he had begged me to have squirty cream on my boobs for him to lick up during our time together.

He wasn’t very good at hiding his desires and it was easy to lure it out of him if he did try to hide them. It’s how the whole breast obsession came to terms, I had to entice him more and more until he snapped and couldn’t stop himself from wrapping his lips around one.

One small issue was now it was hard to get him off, ever. For instance, the second he finished his food, he was tugging me to the couch so he could shove his face between my boobs and moan like the needy animal he was.

My Bunny, I called him. Originally because I knew it would piss him off, being compared to something so sweet, fluffy and innocent. Then because he liked to fuck a lot, breed like bunnies, and then because it just stuck. He was my breedable, sweet little bunny. And I knew he loved it, whether he would admit to it or not. He wanted to be my baby bunny.

I smiled at the thought and messed with his curls to fluff it out. “You aren’t even watching the film” I murmured with a smile as I watched his eyes rise to mine with a mischievous glint before blunt teeth were tugging at the skin of my breast making me grunt. “Nik” I groaned and he smirked up at me. “You said you’d be good” I mumbled

“I’m needy, mommy” he whimpered

“You’re clingy” I corrected and he grinned

“Only for you”

[injestedsoap]

The 141 + Nik and watching Bridgerton with you

Soap: Oh Soap curled up with you episode one and hasn't left your side. Sure he tried to play it off like this is beneath him and he's not actually interested but oh come on, bonnie, there's only two episodes left this season, let's finish it out. He loves the smut scenes, of course, but he also really likes the dance scenes and is going to 'complain' about you signing them up for dance classes until you actually do sign them up for dance classes.

Gaz: Gaz has also been there since episode one with you. He never even tried to pretend he wasn't having fun, he was a Gossip Girl fan in another life and as soon as he understood what Lady Whistledown was doing he was all in. You stopped between every episode to debate who she could be and he gasped when she was revealed. He gets really excited for the premieres and will go looking for themed snacks and drinks for your little two person party.

Ghost: Ghost does that thing where he tells you this is a waste of your afternoon while he stands in the kitchen watching, then moves to stand behind the couch watching, then sits on the couch with you, and then by the middle of the season he's got his arm over you and is talking shit about the characters like he knows them. Ghost weirdly knows way too much about textiles and one of the first things he said was about how the dresses are period accurate but that fabric isn't. If you're the kind of partner who wears dresses.... be careful because you might have a handmade dress waiting for you for the next season premier.

Price: Price has a bit of a secret.... he's read all the books, all of them, Bridgerton was never his favorite series but he's s sucker for a historical romance and these hit like cheap sweets. He has known about the series for ages and when you curled up on the couch to watch it he tugged you into his lap without being asked. He likes the books better but he really enjoys watching the show with you, just be ready to read the books with him between each season and be even more ready to hear him tell you about the differences in the show and the book.

Nik: Nik isn't really one for binge watching but he knows how excited you are about this. He has all the blankets on the couch and your pajamas freshly laundered, lights some candles, makes sure to have tea and whatever else you like to drink on hand, and orders way too much food for the two of you. Nik is just naturally a bit of a gossip and he loves how messy Bridgerton gets, he has a great memory for all the dumb shit everyone gets up to and loves talking about it with you. When he finds out these are books too he places an order for the set and between seasons he will snuggle you up in bed and read aloud to you.

[gracehwells]

Nik: Captain, Gaz fell out!

Price: Say again?

Nik: OUR. SON. FELL. OUT. ARE YOU DEAF DO YOU NEED HEARING AIDS

[vamossainz55]

carlos sainz x reader and “aw, did you miss me?”

maybe, just maybe - carlos sainz jr

summary: over the phone confessions after a night out. a/n: a request from my drabble party i opened ages ago (sorry for it being so late). i hope you enjoy anon and thank you for requesting! (+ kind of hate it so don't be surprised if it randomly dissapears one day lmao)

Carlos wakes up to the beat of Sexy Bitch ripping him out of his dreams. He lets out a low grumble as he awakens, shifting from one side of the bed to the other before reaching out to his side table. 

He feels around the table, groaning into the pillow as he struggles to get ahold of the phone. The music only gets louder, and he wonders why on earth had he let you persuade you in picking your own ringtone.

Soon enough his fingers graze over the vibrating phone, prompting him to turn over to his back. He takes this moment to look at the time, squinting when the light shines a bit too bright. 

He blinks to adjust his vision, looking over the glaring numbers on his phone. The numbers are mocking him. 5:55. He knows he needs to be up in less than three hours but he slides the green button to the right, pressing his phone to his ear. 

He’s greeted to the sound of a soft breath, followed by a Oh. 

“You called?” Carlos asks, rubbing his eyes quietly as he tries to wake himself up still. He can hear some stumbling from the line, soft music playing in the background of the call. 

“I thought you were asleep,” There’s a soft slur to your words as you speak and Carlos can’t help but smile in amusement. 

“Are you drunk y/n?” The beat of silence is enough of an answer, but if he had any doubts about it you confirm them anyways. 

“Maybe…” Carlos shakes his head, chuckling softly. “I’m sorry for calling- I didn’t think you’d pick up.”

“Of course I picked up.” Carlos answers before thinking, and he could blame it on his sleepy state for wearing his heart on his sleeve like that, but it’s not like you both don’t know. You had danced between the thin line of the will they / don’t they debacle for months now.

It had started as something casual- an easy way to release stress whenever any of the two of you needed it, but over the last few weeks you both knew the dynamic had started to shift. Carlos tried to bring it up- but you had always been the first to shut it down. 

That is exactly why he’s surprised that he’s on the receiving end of a call when you’re both thousands of kilometers away from each other. 

“Why’d you call? Are you safe?” He asks, sitting against the bed frame as he puts his phone on speaker.

“Yeah. I got home from the club, a guy tried flirting with me.” Carlos’ jaw clenches a little at the mention of another guy, but he can’t say anything, not when you two aren’t even a thing, far from exclusive. 

He is surprised by what you say next though. 

“I realised I didn’t want him.” 

It’s Carlos’ turn this time, simply answering with an “Oh?” before his pride rolls in. “And who did you want then?” 

“You know who.” He feels a stir in his stomach, it’s not the first time you both had to make things work when apart. He considers it. For a second. Before remembering the time and his early training session. 

“It’s six in the morning y/n, I’m not sure if I can do that now.” 

He’s only met with more silence, and he wonders whether this is the end of it and you would just apologize and wish him goodnight. Instead though, the next thing he hears from you isn’t a farewell. 

“I- it’s not that actually.” He almost feels embarrassed when you say that, feeling a heat forming in his cheeks but you continue before he can apologize. 

“I uhm- wanted to hear your voice.” There’s a hint of shyness in your tone that has a small smile forming on Carlos’ lips. It’s enough to have him picture you with flushed cheeks, hands covering your face. His silence prompts you to continue. “It’s just- we haven’t seen each other in weeks now and-“ and Carlos just has to interrupt. 

“Aw. Are you saying you miss me?” He waits for your answer, nodding his head when he receives it. 

“Maybe…” He smiles, allows himself to savor the satisfaction he gets from hearing you admit it. 

“How about I call you tomorrow?” He offers, pulling the sheets as he lays back down. He stares at the ceiling for a second, taking a deep breath. 

“Could you?” Carlos nods even if you can’t see him, murmuring a mhm. He makes sure you promise to have water next to you and a paracetamol for when you wake up.

Once you grab everything and you’re in bed as well you both say goodnight to each other, and his thumb hovers over the red end button. 

Before he hangs up, he makes sure to get the last word in though.  

“By the way, I miss you too.” 

[captainsophiestark]

Witches Get Stitches

Klaus Mikaelson x Reader

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Written for Fictober 2023!

Fandom: The Vampire Diaries/The Originals

Day 11 Prompt: "You lost it. Well, we lost it."

Summary: Klaus and his girlfriend have been together since they were humans, surviving together for a thousand years. They don't intend to let anything tear them apart.

Word Count: 1,352

Category: Angst, Fluff

Warnings: Canon-typical violence, not descriptive

A/N: This doesn't even follow the Originals timeline/canon a little bit lol

Putting work into an AI program without permission is illegal. You do not have my permission. Do not do it.

I groaned as I slowly came back to consciousness, my head throbbing. The last thing I remembered, I'd been talking to Genevieve, a resurrected New Orleans with who'd been dancing on the line between ally and enemy.

She took a great, giant leap into the enemy category when I forced my eyes open to find her smiling at me, looking immensely satisfied with herself. I tried to stand, maybe make a move to rip her head off, but my wrists were chained to the walls on either side of me. I was trapped.

"I'm going to kill you," I spat, not bothering with pleasantries or pretending. Genevieve smiled like she'd expected me to say that.

"I know you think we're the bad guys here," she said, giving me a sympathetic expression that made me want to rip her head off. Literally. "But we're not. You've been dating the bad guy, and you've been so blind you haven't been able to realize it."

I rolled my eyes so far back in my head that I could see the wall behind me. I'd heard this same nonsense a thousand times from a thousand different people, and it never got any less irritating or boring.

"I'm not going to hurt you, Y/N," Genevieve said, walking towards me with a very menacing swagger in her step. "I'm just going to make you see the truth."

Before I could hit back with a retort, she raised her hands to the side of my head, and I went spiraling back through my own memories.

For a witch who'd managed to catch me, one of the oldest vampires in creation, in the home of my boyfriend, one of the other oldest vampires in creation, I'd expected more, honestly. But her plan wasn't particularly creative.

She forced me to relive some of my worst moments in my thousand years with Nik. We'd been together as humans, and he'd turned me not long after Esther turned the rest of them, so there was plenty of material for her to work with. Nik and I had been through hell and back, mostly due to enemies, but sometimes due to each other.

Genevieve made me sit through a few particularly bad moments, then pulled me out of her little trance, staring into my eyes like she expected some kind of connection.

"For a thousand years, he's lied, cheated, and backstabbed," she said, her voice low and grave. "He's left a trail of blood, pain, and suffering in his wake. You haven't been spared from his list of victims, even if you've convinced yourself you have."

I closed my eyes, taking a long breath in through my nose. This was getting tedious.

"We've decided to put an end to his reign of terror. We'd like you to join us. So what do you say?"

I fixed her with my best 'really?' stare, which I'd perfected using on Nik.

"Genevieve, let me explain something to you." My voice was quiet, faux-patient, with an undertone of promised violence the way I'd perfected from hearing Nik do so many times. "For more than one thousand years, Niklaus Mikaelson and I have had each others' backs, through everything. We're partners, best friends, and the loves of each others lives. One thousand years of a relationship does not come without bumps, and problems, and things we have to spend a long time working through. Every single time, we have done so successfully.

"One thousand years as a Mikaelson has also come with hundreds of people just like you, Genevieve. They've tried to get to Nik through me, or they've tried to turn me against him, or a thousand other attempts at causing us problems by breaking us apart. And not one of them, in all that time, has succeeded. And do you know what else, Genevieve?"

She cocked an eyebrow at me and gave a little snort, but I could see the way her shoulders tensed and the flicker of fear in the back of her eyes.

"Every single one of those people who tried to come at me and Nik? They're dead. And we're still standing."

Genevieve snorted, louder this time, shaking her head as she straightened and backed away from me. I stared her down, letting a feral smile slowly drag its way onto my face.

"Fine. If you won't help us, then I have no more use for you. So-"

"Oh dear. I hope that sentence isn't going to end in a threat against my lovely partner over there."

Genevieve whipped around, and I smiled at the sight we both found over her shoulder. Nik had arrived, covered in blood and grinning in the way that made my heart race. Clearly, he'd worked his way through at least some of the witches outside to get here. I grinned back at him.

"Your hold over this place, this world, is coming to an end, Klaus," said Genevieve, standing her ground remarkably well. "The two of you have terrorized this place long enough."

"Now you're bringing my girlfriend into it?" asked Nik, raising one eyebrow, a teasing tone in his voice. "Well, I really can't let that stand, now can I?"

"You're not going to have a choice," Genevieve growled. With that, she flung her arms out, whipping up a witchy storm to throw at Nik just as two more witches came into the room. Nik held his own alright—he was the Original Hybrid after all—but he couldn't stand on his own against three powers like this forever.

He needed help. And I was going to give it to him.

I closed my eyes, getting into the headspace I'd had to reach more times than I'd ever wanted to, but that had gotten Nik and I out of more than a few hard spots. Pure rage and a desire to protect the man I loved washed over me, and I pulled against my restraints with all my strength. I dislocated my thumbs to get them out of the cuffs, stifling a scream, then got to my feet and rushed Genevieve before she could realize I was free.

The next minutes were a blur. They always were, whenever Nik and I were in a fight like this. After landing a few hits and killing both of Genevieve's little helpers, I saw Nik go down. He dropped like a sack of potatoes, and I saw red as I whirled on Genevieve.

A few moments later, Genevieve followed Nik to the ground, although she was a little more dead. I stayed standing, trying to recover from the adrenaline. After I'd had a few moments, I crouched down next to Nik.

"Hey. Nik, wake up," I said, gently shaking his shoulder to try to rouse him. After a moment, thankfully, his eyelids fluttered. A second later, he sat into a seating position, looking ready for a fight. I quickly reached out to calm him, to reassure him that we were fine.

"What happened?" he asked, eyes still a little wild, even as he saw the bodies around us and started calming down.

"You lost it. Well, we lost it. Genevieve kidnapped me to get to you, you lost it on her and her little followers over that. She seriously hurt you, so I lost it and helped you finish them off. Same thing we've been running for a thousand years. We're alright."

Nik nodded, letting out a sigh and sagging a little. Then, he looked at me with a grin.

"You'd think after a thousand years they'd learn, wouldn't you?"

I sighed. "No kidding. Maybe this'll be the one that sticks."

Nik and I shared a smile as I leaned into him, kissing him softly before standing and offering a hand to help him up. No matter where we went or how much time passed, people would probably always try to come after me and Nik. But together, we were completely unstoppable. We'd spent the last thousand years proving it, and we'd spend the next thousand doing the same.

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[elijahsired]

( sypnosis ) reader loses her virginity to klaus on their wedding night.

PAIRING Niklaus Mikaelson x Virgin!reader

WORDCOUNT 1.06k

GENRE smut , fluff, human au.

Nervously, you twiddled with the hem of your lacy pink dress, your eyes not leaving your feet. It was the night of your wedding, and your husband Niklaus had been waiting on you in your shared bedroom. You loved him, you trusted him with your life, your body, your everything. However, you couldn’t salvage the slightest bit of confidence to cease hiding in the bathroom. You took a long, deep breath, tiptoeing through the door, before quietly shutting it behind you. You’d hoped you weren’t noticed, averting your gaze only to be met with the warm smile of your husband’s. He set the book in his palm down on the nightstand, slowly trotting over to you.

You could feel the heat against your cheeks as they began to flush. Your husband stood before you, raising his hand to gently cup the side of your cheek, grazing it with the pad of his thumb. You peered up at him through your lashes as you rested your palm onto his shoulder. “What took you so long, love?” His free hand now resting on your waist. “Nothing.. I was just-” You paused, your eyes finding their way back to your feet. He gently tilted your chin up, having you look at him. “Y’know, we don’t have to do anything if you aren’t comfortable.” He reassured you. “I know.. ‘m just nervous, klaus..” You admitted, your voice barely above a whisper. He leaned down, pressing a kiss at your temple as his strong arms enveloped your tiny body. “No need to be nervous, love. You know I’d never hurt you.” He continued, taking you by the hand and leading you to your shared bed.

You sat at the edge of the mattress, your heart practically beating outside of your chest. “Lie down for me, darling.” You obeyed, scooting into the center of the mattress, your thighs pressed together tensely. You watched nervously as Niklaus rid himself of his shirt, his muscles flexing as he did so. Before you could process, he’d been kneeling in front of you manually spreading your legs, sliding the fabric of your dress up just enough to see your underwear. He’d chuckled to himself, toying with the band of the pink polka-dotted fabric. You whimpered quietly, bringing your hands up to cover your face. “Don’t be shy darling.” He reassured you once more, causing you to peek through your fingers.

Your husband had begun pressing gentle kisses on your clothed core, earning a pretty moan from you each time. Your hand went down to stroke his hair as he continued kissing you, his kisses becoming more sloppy and lustful each time. He tugged at your panties, peering up at you for approval. You nodded shyly, fluttering your lashes. He slid your underwear off, licking a wet stripe up your core. You quietly whimpered, now tugging at his hair. “mmf- fuck-..” You moaned, writhing at the feeling of his tongue. His gentle kitten licks progressed into him sucking at your clit, sliding a finger into you. You winced at the unfamiliar feeling, trying your best to adjust. His pace progressed, he had been aggressively finger-fucking you as his tongue remained latched to your bud. You cried out, calling your husband’s name as you rutted up into his mouth. He released your bud, spitting on it then immediately diving back in as you desperately clawed at the bedsheets.

You felt your stomach begin to tense up, your little noises growing louder and louder by the moment. “feels so good daddy..” You whined, your chest heaving as the pleasure began to overwhelm you. He released himself from you, going up to lock his lips with yours. Your nose scrunched gently, followed by a tiny giggle. “What’s got you laughing, princess?” He questioned, a smirk forming across his lips. “I can taste myself.. on your tongue..” You admitted quietly, your cheeks beginning to flush once more. He chuckled, kissing you again, his tongue swirling with yours. “Ready?” He questioned. Your brows furrowed, a confused look on your face until you felt his tip rubbing across your warm, wet slit. Your eyes rolled back, a hitched breath escaping your mouth as your small hands found their way to his back. You clawed at his back muscles as he teased you, low grunts escaping his mouth. You felt him press into your sex, causing you to wince, squirming underneath him.

He slowly eased himself into you, making you cry out in pleasure. “G-Gentle.. Please.” You stammered quietly, your breath continuing to hitch. “Easy love, I’ve got you.” He comforted you, his thrusts slow and gentle. With time, his thrusts accelerated, becoming more sloppy and rough as you whimpered, writing underneath him. He groaned, his hands forcing you down onto the base of his cock as slapping sounds filled the room. He pressed a kiss to your lips, then to each of your breasts as he continued pounding into you. “So fucking tight..” He grunted lowly, his pace increasing once more as you fell apart before him.

“Klaus, ‘m gonna cum..” You whimpered, your grip at your husband’s back loosening as you grew weaker. “Is my girl gonna cum for me? Go ahead sweetheart, let it out.” He coaxed you, still fucking into you mercilessly. You felt a knot build up in your stomach, growing tighter and tighter by the second until you were on the brink of ecstasy. Your little moans grew more pornographic as your husband continued pounding his pulsating cock into your heat. Soon enough, you were coming undone. Your juices gushed out onto the mattress. Only the pleasure didn’t end there, he kept a steady pace, still using you like his personal toy as he groaned in pleasure. “K-Klaus, I can’t go anymore.” You whined, trying to bear the overstimulation. Your husband hushed you, bringing his hand up to your clit, slowly rubbing circles on it with the pad of his thumb as he continued thrusting into you. His chest began heaving as his thrusts grew even more aggressive, releasing his hot ropes of cum into you.

He fell onto the mattress beside you, catching his breath as he pulled you to his chest, pressing a kiss against your temple. “You were so good for me y/n, such a precious girl.” He praised, as the two of you drifted off to sleep together.

[spnandtvdudeservedbetter]

Safe

Klaus Mikaelson x Reader

Klaus and Y/N have a complicated relationship, they clearly have feelings for each other but something always holds Klaus back from showing how much he cares for her, that is until she shows up at his door, visibly hurt and in distress.

TW: mentions of SA ( sexual assault), after effects, injuries  PLEASE DO NOT READ IF IT WILL TRIGGER YOU. as a survivor of SA i do not want to trigger anyone. 

stay strong loves.

It was midnight, New Orleans was uncharacteristically quiet as Klaus sat in his art studio, sketching a picture of the moonlight that was drifting into the candlelit room. 

He sighed, frustrated as he could not replicate the doorframe before him;in silent protest  he lightly tossed the sketchbook away from him. The book clattered on the floor as he reached for his nearby drink, taking a gulp of the fiery amber liquid, he stared toward the paintings in front of him. 

Searching for her face, he had painted her many times, just not as the main subject of his work, her face was always hidden in the shadows or highlights of his painting. 

A loud knock broke his silence, he stood up: walking outside the room slowly to investigate; another knock this time accompanied with a voice; her voice, “Let me in, please.” 

At the sound of her voice, the hybrid sped to the closed gates of his home, opening them quickly. His jaw tightened at the sight in front of him. 

Her clothes were perpetually shredded, her pants appeared to be ripped at the waist as though someone, some bastard had attempted to remove them. The collar of her shirt was torn, exposing her chest.

She jumped at the sudden movement, swaying backwards towards the street, looking behind herself. 

Klaus sighed, “what on earth happened to you,love?” 

“I-I.” Her mouth trembled as she looked up at him. 

She stepped forward, walking into the compound, her entire body shaking as she tripped over her feet. 

Klaus sped to her, picking her up in bridal carry. 

“Thank you.”  She whispered into his neck as he carried her to his bedroom upstairs. 

He gently laid her down on the bed, helping her prop herself up with pillows. 

“I didn’t know where else to go..” she said looking down at herself. Her nails were jagged from her attempts to save herself earlier in the night. 

She had been out drinking, she shook her head; “How stupid am I?” she whispered as a sob erupted from her throat. 

“Oh my love, you are not stupid. You did not deserve this.” Klaus said, wanting so badly to wrap his arms around her; but sat beside her on the bed. 

“Whoever did this to you, will pay with their life, I swear to you.”

Her body shook with every sob, “Can you please hold me?” she said in between them. 

“Are you sure? I don’t want to push you too far.” He spoke calmly. 

“Yes, please Nik, I trust you.” 

That was enough for the hybrid to walk over to the opposite side of her, wrapping an arm around her as she laid her head on his chest. 

…

She cried until she could no longer produce the tears to do so; it was afternoon by the time she awoke. Klaus had left her alone in his bed. She sighed looking down at herself, a tear running down her cheek.

She jumped, as someone knocked on the door, “ Y/N, sweetheart are you awake?” Rebekah’s voice rang out. 

“Yes, I’m awake, you can come in.” 

Rebekah opened the door slowly, her face softened at the sight of Y/N sitting on the bed, still in the scraps of clothing from last night. 

“Where’s nik?” Y/N swallowed the lump in her throat. 

“Out hunting that monster down,” Rebekah sat at the end of the bed, turning towards y/n.

“Do you want to change out of those clothes?” 

Y/N nodded,

 “Alright then, I’ll start a bath for you and bring you some clothes,” Rebekah walked to the bathroom, and started the bath, before leaving Y/N to undress. 

She sighed, walking toward the warm bath, ridding herself of her clothes. Her wrists were sore, her legs and hips bruised, she slid into the warm bath,  soapy water cascading around her in a comforting hug. 

She grabbed the washcloth and began scrubbing, first gently then vigorously, as if to rub away what had happened the night before. 

 She stood out from the tub, wrapping a nearby towel around her body; drying herself before putting clean clothes on. 

She hung her towel as she heard a knock on the door.

“Y/n, love?” Klaus called out. 

“I’m in here,” she called, fixing her hair as best she could.

He walked in, He bit his lip nervously, before speaking; “What happened last night?”

“I was sexually assaulted.” her voice cracked; a tear running down her face as she looked at him through the bathroom mirror.

His jaw tightened, even though he had the man who attacked Y/N in his basement, writhing in pain. His rage grew hotter with the sound of her heart breaking. 

“It’s not your fault,” He said softly. 

“You didn’t deserve it, and I swear I will make him pay in ways even his sadistic mind couldn’t come up with.”

She sniffled, a small chuckle under her breath, “You and your threats never miss a mark,”

He smiled softly,staring into her eyes, “I am so sorry that I was not there to protect you , and I am even more remorseful for not telling you this earlier;”

He took in a shaky breath, she nodded at him, to continue.

“I love you; and I promise to protect you; always and forever.”

She smiled, as best as she could before turning around and walking to him, wrapping her arms around his neck in a hug. He reciprocated by wrapping his strong arms around her back. 

She sighed, closing her eyes; “I love you too.” 

They stood like that for a while, for as long as she needed. Klaus didn’t want to let go of her, just not quite yet.

[natelia-aldelliz]

"Ah, Nik, wait!"

Nikolai turns back around at the sound of the Captain's voice.

"You're going to make me miss my flight," he pretends to complain, not able to keep himself from smiling.

Price rolls his eyes. "You're the one flying your flight back home."

Nik chuckles. John looks annoyed, but clearly it's not directed at him if him relaxing in his presence is to be believed.

"Anyway, I won't keep you long, I just need you to teach me how to say something in Russian."

There's a terrible idea rising in Nik's mind. He tries to ignore it at first.

"There's this guy, he's a fucking asshole and I'd like to tell him to go fuck himself in his native language."

He nods distractedly at Price. But it would be the perfect moment... He leaves right after that, after all... And John wouldn't understand right away, he'd have time to go hide somewhere.

"Right," he clears his throat and smiles at Price. "I can do that, sure. Repeat after me, try to remember the words : я -"

Price squints his eyes in concentration. He looks so fucking cute that Nik could die.

"Ya -"

"влюбилась"

"Woah, okay, vl...vlyoubeelas?"

Nik's smile is growing. "Good," he says, voice lower. Swears that John's cheeks are redder than they were before. Interesting. "в"

Price frowns. "Just 'vv' ?"

"Да. And finally, тебя."

"Tyebya."

Nik's heart is starting to beat a bit faster, apparently just now realising what he was doing. There's no going back now.

"Now the whole thing : я влюбилась в тебя"

John's brow furrows more in deep focus. "Ya vlyoubeelas vtyebya."

Damn, that makes Nik's cheeks warmer and his smile wider. He knows that Price doesn't mean it, doesn't even know what it means, but if that's all he's going to get, he's going to cherish it inside his heart.

He isn't sure John will want anything to do with him when he'll look it up, after all, he hasn't survived this long by having too high hopes. His smile softens and he nods at his friend.

"Not bad. Remember the words."

Price huffs. "Of course I'll remember the words. Now go, wouldn't want you to miss your own chopper back home."

Nik laughs and shakes his head as he turns around and walks to his helicopter. He stops before climbing in, turns his head back towards the Captain.

"Oh, and John, don't actually tell him that, he has no right to hear it."

He knows Price well enough to know that he's sighing right now, but he's too far to hear it.

"What did you even teach me?" He asks in a jokingly tired voice.

Nik grins back at him. "You'll have to look it up, зайчик."

[southernbluebellereader]

ok Listen so I've seen a few things here and there about Nikolai as far as COD, but listen:

What if Nikolai meets you through John Price, and he's so smitten by you. After he met you for the first few times, he keeps asking John about you. John keeps brushing it off as a playful crush and Nikolai just goes, "I'm serious, we're not getting any younger here, John."

John agrees and brings Nikolai to meet you again. I know damn well Nikolai is a smooth talker. He will serenade you in Russian, English, and whatever other languages he speaks.

After that, he calls you at least every few days. Why? He wants to hear your voice and loves it when you say his name. To everyone else, he's Nik or Nikolai. To you, he's Nikki. Only you're allowed to call him that. John was a little offended when he heard you call Nikolai "Nikki."

"How long have I known you, Nik? You never let me call you Nikki."

"Because you're not Y/N, John."

You learn quickly how much he loves his country, but will always choose to do the right thing, which translate over to how deep his love for you is. He doesn't want you near any war or military, yet he wants you by his side at all time. And if there's anyone who can bring him back to reality after seeing all that he's seen, it's you.

[injestedsoap]

nikolai's big thick fingers in your pussy. dripping all over his dirty fingers while he works you open, rubbing his calloused thumb over your clit. biting your neck and growling in russian while he rubs your g spot and clit in harmony, blowing in your ear and making you shiver. uses his free hand to tug up your shirt and down your bra, pinching and tugging on your nipple. wicked girl getting off on his mechanic hands, look at you getting so wet from the dirty fingers in your tight cunt.

[thebramblewood]

Post-soundcheck pizza, beer, and vent sesh.

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Bonus + transcript under the cut.

Helena: “Can you believe they pay that guy to stand around doing nothing? God, he was worthless!”

Ulrike: “Damn, he really got under your skin, huh?”

Helena: “I can’t help it! He was driving my inner perfectionist nuts.”

Ulrike: “You’re kind of sexy when you’re all riled up.”

Isaiah: “I refuse to stress about it. If we’re as tight as we’ve been in rehearsals lately, none of that bullshit will matter.”

Rabbit: “Of course it will matter! The crowd’s not giving us fucking brownie points for playing our hearts out if all they’re hearing is feedback!”

Nik: “Seriously. They’ll be dead on their feet if they can’t feel my drums rattling the room. We’ll go off with a whimper instead of a bang.”

Rabbit: “Come on, Ange. Back us up! Are you on team ‘murder the idiot before

he can ruin the show’ or team ‘I don’t care if we sound like crap?’”

Ange: “Personally, I’m on team ‘already forgotten that pathetic little dude exists.’”

Ulrike: “Hell, yeah! We should all drink to that.”

Rabbit: “Cheers, motherfuckers!”

…

Rabbit: “So I heard some dick in one of your classes has been giving you a hard time. Do you need me to dispose of him for you?”

Helena: [snorts a little beer up her nose] “What, dispose- God, fuck, no! Actually, he hasn’t shown up for the last few workshops. He even missed his own. Maybe he finally had a moment of clarity and realized he’s not God’s gift to modern literature after all.”

Rabbit: “I doubt that. Guys like him never learn. I’m sure he’s just refueling so he can come back bigger and badder than before.”

Helena: [laughs] “You’re probably right.”

[vamossainz55]

“thanks to you, i know what it means to love again.” need this with carlos x reader

part of my drabble party <3

Loving (You) is Easy - (cs55)

“Come on, sit down,” He’s gentle with you, fingers hooking onto the hem of your shirt. You whine, arms heavy as you flop onto your back, sinking into the hotel’s bed almost instantly. 

Carlos laughs, trying to strip you off without alerting you too much but he miserably fails the moment you start squirming. 

“No,” You protest, trying your best to push the heavy man away from you. “I still want to party,” Your voice is light, sing-songy as you drag your words. 

“Baby, baby, come on, you are too drunk.” Carlos says playfully as he pulls your shirt again. You don’t stop squirming, not until Carlos is on top of you. His hands wrap around your wrists before he’s pressing them against the mattress. You flush at the sight of Carlos hovering over you. 

“Let me go,” 

“Only if you let me change you,” You pout at his words, trying to pull your hands away again before you’re sighing. When you don’t answer he leans close, pressing a gentle kiss to your nose. “We can party after I change you hm?” 

The offer wins you over and before you know it Carlos is slowly undressing you, fingers gently stealing touches from your skin, sending shivers down your spine. 

“Arms up?” You nod, lifting your arms before he’s slipping on one of his shirts over your body. His hand gently pulls your hair out of the shirt before kissing your forehead. 

“Party,” you say, gently tugging at his shirt. He chuckles at your persistence, grabbing his phone before putting on Bad Bunny. 

You cheer, arms going up in the air as you slowly sing along with the music. Carlos simply watches you from the edge of the bed, smiling as his eyes rake over your figure. He loves seeing you like this, small glimpses that he only gets to keep to himself. 

“Come on, you need to join.” His hands are suddenly in yours and in the air, you dragging him around the room as you sing along to the song. He can feel the heaviness of his muscles but he doesn’t mind, not when he gets to see the smile on your face and the crinkle by your eyes. 

You both dance and sing for almost an hour, until your legs ache and your feet are numb.

“Carlos?” You murmur as you finally lay on the bed, both of your breaths heavy. 

“Dime mi amor,” Tell me my love. 

“Thank you,” You murmur, looking over to him as you reach for his cheek. 

“Why are you thanking me?” Carlos asks. 

“Because you always put up with me.” 

Carlos smiles, shaking his head as he turns to face you properly. “If anybody needs to thank anybody, it’s me who needs to thank you.” Carlos says. You furrow your brows, not understanding him. 

“I always want to do things, put up with anything you do.” Carlos says softly. “It’s never a hassle when it’s you. Thanks to you, I know what it means to love again."

[captainsophiestark]

Klaus Mikaelson Masterlist

TVD/TO Masterlist

Main Masterlist

X - x reader F - Female Reader (otherwise it’s gender neutral) ☀️ - Fluff    ✨ - Humor ☁️ - Angst  💋 - Flirting ⭐️ - Author Faves

Newest fics will be at the bottom

Fairy Lights - F!X ☁️☀️ Reader is dating Niklaus Mikaelson, and she’s had a terrible day. Being tortured and used as leverage by a psycho witch is never fun, but it’s a little easier to deal with when you have the love of your life by your side.

Mental Block - X 💋 Y/N is a SHIELD agent with inhuman mental powers, in New Orleans for a well-earned vacation after managing to survive all their training. A nice day in the city turns into an adventure when a strange man with a British accent crashes their vacation.

New Orleans - X ☁️☀️ Y/N and Klaus have been dating for a little while, and they’ve been best friends even longer. They’ve finally weathered most of the storm Mystic Falls has to offer, and Y/N has started their first semester at the University of Virginia. Just when everything’s going perfectly, the Mikaelsons have decided to move to New Orleans, and it might spell the end for Y/N and Klaus.

Immortality - X ☁️☀️ Nik and Y/N have been dating for many years, despite Y/N being human. Despite being in love with the Immortal Hybrid, Y/N never wanted the vampire life. Unfortunately, when one of the many enemies of the Mikaelsons steps in, they might not have a choice anymore.

Nosferatu - X ☁️☀️ Klaus and Y/N have been dating for a long time, and Y/N has more or less gotten used to dealing with all the Mikaelson drama. Still, that doesn’t mean they don’t need a break from time to time. Nik *promised* Y/N they could have a good old fashioned movie marathon as a break from everything they’d been through lately, but when he tries to go back on his promise, Y/N shows him what’s up.

Fatherhood - F!X ☁️☀️ Y/N and Nik have been dating since the Mikaelsons moved to New Orleans and Y/N got turned into a vampire. When Nik starts to feel worried about his ability to parent Hope, who’s due to join the world soon, Y/N helps reassure him.

The Curse of the Sun and the Moon - X ☀️✨⭐️ Klaus' SO is writing their doctoral dissertation on cross-culture myths. Much to their irritation, Klaus knows a thing or two about those.

The 60s - X ☁️☀️ Klaus wiped the memory of the love of his life after hundreds of years together to try to protect them from Mikael. Now, however, his ex has their memories back is going to find their boyfriend. Even if he is in someone else's body.

Witches Get Stitches - F!X ☁️☀️ Klaus and his girlfriend have been together since they were humans, surviving together for a thousand years. They don't intend to let anything tear them apart.

Like Home - X ☁️☀️⭐️ When a serious magical threat comes to Mystic Falls and puts Josie and Lizzie at risk, Caroline and Ric send Klaus' ex down to New Orleans to seek safe harbor for the girls with him. Or, what if Y/N went to New Orleans instead of Caroline, and Klaus was free to see them.

[snootlestheangel]

@stuffireadandenjoy okay I had another Bailey thought

Price asking her where she'd like to eat out for dinner one night, as a treat. She opens her mouth to respond but quickly just doesn't say anything and instead pouts.

He's very confused and now concerned. But he also gathers it must be a place back where she's from that she misses. So he asks her.

And she shyly admits she wants to go to Texas Roadhouse again

And Nik has to resist the urge to just blurt: "the fuck is a Texas Roadhouse?"

And Price ends up telling the boys about it, but it's during one of Alex's now regular visits. And Alex is gasping cause he just remembered how much he wants to go to Texas Roadhouse again.

At some point, the US is kinda "reopened" and most displaced people are being moved back, and they're rebuilding. A lot of tourist spots in the US open back up, and Price takes this opportunity to take Bailey back home to visit some of her favorite places.

Alex agrees to take her to Texas Roadhouse and they have a blast

[paradoxxinvader]

DITTO - do you want somebody? like i want somebody?

CHAPTER ONE - STAY IN THE MIDDLE

pairing :: riki x fem!idol!reader

synopsis :: yn, the leader of girl group trio ATTRACTION, has a major crush on ENHYPEN’s maknae, nishimura riki, since before her debut in 2022. she related to him, confided in his photocards, and befriended the idea of him, so much so that she fell in love with someone who barely knew of her. when she debuts under the same label as him, HYBE, the tables start to turn when she starts to realize that who he is isn’t the same person she fell in love with, all while nishimura riki starts to fall for her. what could possibly go wrong?

word count :: ~1.2k

warnings :: mention of food, mention of death, ugh omg mention of the gym, that’s pretty much i think

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“hello, everyone!” yn sung, setting the camera on the kitchen island. she was making a quick breakfast for herself before heading out for the gym- the clock was in frame, showing both hands on the six. “i’m heading out to the HYBE gym before promos start,” she was filling up her black water bottle before stuffing it into the duffel bag that ENHYPEN had gifted her. 

“i thought it would be cool to vlog it a bit, and have a short q and a kinda video as well! pae-ri unnie and sungie are gonna have their own videos on this as well! but they’re filming later in the week.” she explained. 

she cracked a few eggs in a bowl, beating them lightly with a fork and hadding small bits of meat and seasoning. she put a lightly oiled frying pan onto the lit stove, waiting for it to heat up before adding her eggs and letting them cook a little before scrambling them with a spatula. ditto was playing in the background, and she was humming to it while spreading butter onto her toast.

“for the q and a session type thing, our label prepared a set of questions from some of the comments you guys have left onto our posts and videos, as well as general ‘get to know me’ questions from the interweb. there are like- how many questions are there?” she asked off-camera, nodding when someone said something. “ok, there are like twenty or so questions, and i’ll be answering them in the car!”

she plated the eggs into a few plates, handing out the breakfast to the staff that were in the dorm off camera, and sat her own plate down on the dinner table, pouring herself a glass of apple juice. she forked some of the eggs into her mouth, covering her mouth while chewing. yn quietly ate her toast, not talking that much, just scrolling through her phone, answering a few texts. she didn’t talk much while she ate, because she considered talking while eating to be rude. she made a mental note to ask the editors to play some soft music on the background during this section of the vlog.

she turned the camera off after she finished eating, and put her dishes in the sink, bowing once towards the staff before picking up her duffel bag and leaving the kitchen. she had already called a car from HYBE before she started on breakfast, because the dorm was a bit farther away from the company building, on foot at least. once confirming the car was downstairs, she slipped on her shoes and went downstairs, turning the camera on in the process.

“ok, so it’s around six forty-five right now, and i should be getting to the company building in around fifteen or so minutes. i’ve got the questions here with me-” she waved her phone in front of the camera. “-so we’re gonna answer as soon as i get into the car,”

after a minute or two after settling in, she set the camera onto the seat in front of her, adjusting the tripod so that she would be fully in frame.

she scrolled through the pre-prepared questions, answering some basic questions about the group that were asked in the comments and such, before heading into the personal questions that she wanted to answer.

“ok, soooooooooooo- how old are you? ok, so i was born in ‘06, so i’m 16 internationally- my birthday is in the latter half of the year- but i’m 18 in korea. it’s a little confusing, but yea. i actually kinda ‘go by’ my international age, because i didn’t grow up in korea, but my korean age is on my local legal documents, but my international age on all of my international legal documents, if that makes any sense,” she tried to explain, knowing full well that the editors would just zoom in with a bunch of question marks around her figure. she paused for a moment, letting the words sink in. “ok, yea, that doesn’t make sense, but- meh,” she lifted up her hand, palm facing downwards, tilting it up from each side.

“ok, next question! did you always want to be an idol? yah, this is a good question! uh, yes and no? so, i grew up in australia, and i wasn’t really exposed to idol culture, i guess you could say. like, my parents didn’t force me to listen to kpop or watch kdramas and stuff, so i didn’t even know what idol culture was in korea. but but but, i did love music, like singing and writing and producing songs was my thing back in middle school! my best friends and i started, like, a girl rock band that was called mgk, and then in parentheses (not machine gun kelly)!” yn giggled, remembering the fond memories. “it was honestly so much fun, we decided to keep the acronyms as random food items that we loved! i was korean, and one of them was korean-japanese, and the other was japanese- it was just us three-, so the acronyms stood for miso, gochugaru, and kimchi! we were the asian-australian girls of our school, so we just naturally became close friends because of that,” yn smiled.

“unfortunately, the group had to disband when we were around 13-14, because our japanese friend passed away due to a complicated heart condition,” yn continued, looking out of the window. “i miss her a lot,”

“but yes! back to the question! um, so i didn’t always want to be an idol, but i kinda got exposed to idol culture about two years ago, when i-LAND started to air. the reason i started watching it was because i heard that an australian dude from brisbane was gonna be on the show, so i kinda had to watch it, because obviously. i started getting into kpop then, and then i randomly went up to my parents one day and was like, “eomma, appa, i wanna become an idol!” and they just made a face like-” she tried making the face, but was unsuccessful, erupting into giggles. “but yea! they were super chill about it, and enrolled me into dance classes in brisbane until middle school ended, and then helped me move to korea for proper training. i lived with my halmeoni, and now i live in the dorms! i visit australia as much as i can, but that isn’t very often, because i was super busy as a trainee and now since i’ve debuted, they’ll become even less frequent. but my parents visit a lot, usually ever other month, so i spend time with them then! so, uh, shoutout to jake sunbaenim from ENHYPEN for being the reason i’m an idol today, i think?”

“ok next questio- oh i’m at the company building!” she picked up the tripod, and panned the camera to show the building that was out of the window.

yn picked up her things and left the car after thanking the driver. she balanced the tripod in her laft hand, while throwing her cap on and shoving the duffle bag onto her left shoulder. “ok, i’m going in! i’ll turn the camera back on when i’m inside the gym area,”

she turned the camera off and walked inside, her running shoes squeaking against the marble tiling of the lobby. she smiled at the receptionist, explaining that she was here for the gym, and fished around for her id from her wallet when she needed to sign in.

she rushed to the elevator, hitting the button for the 6th floor gym- which was arguably one of the better ones- and waited patiently for her floor while listening to cliche elevator music. the elevator stopped at the fourth floor, the door’s opening to reveal-

“oh! anneyoung!” yn bowed at the young men in front of, which were three members of ENHYPEN. 

“anneyoung, yn!” jay oppa smiled, bowing his head a little as well, nudging sunghoon and riki to do so as well. “heading towards the gym?”

“yep! wanted to some cardio done before promos start at nine,” she explained, shuffling a little to side to allow the three males into the small space.

“ahh, ok,”

there was a bit of awkward silence, so yn thanked whatever deity was up there when the doors opened to the sixth floor. the boys let her out first, and she thanked them, rushing to the gym doors, inserting her company card to let her in. 

she dropped her gym bag on a plastic seat, getting her water bottle out, and removed her rings and bracelets, shoving them into a small pocket inside of the duffle. she headed to the treadmill, setting up her camera in front of the machine, and started at a slow jog, putting her headphones on her head. after a bit or so, she kept on increasing the speed, eventually setting at a fast run.

it continued like that for about a half hour or so, before jay joined her on the neighboring treadmill, flashing a peace sign at the camera when yn pointed it at him.

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lu speaks :: hello everyone !!! this was such a delayed chapter omg but like. so much stuff happened. my sister got married in october of last year and she then moved abroad w her husband and she visited for the first time like two weeks ago !!! it was really fun she left yesterday so i’m really emo lol OH AND ON TOP OF THAT I’VE CAUGHT A STOMACH BUG ???? like it’s really bad and i still have it and it’s just. really bad :( but yes i managed to get this out and i know it’s really bad but pls bare with me !!! i’m gonna try to write another chapter sometime this week but i have my mocks coming up so that’s gonna be. so much fun 🙂🔫 n e wayz i’ll see yall soon !!! make sure to apply for the taglist for ditto bcs it’s closing soon !!! also omg jungwon bb ur 19 !!!!