#poor nervous bb

[link-sans-specs]

Richard Awesome, Game Show Host

BFFs singing along... 🎵

Makeup!

Look at this precious little peanut. 🥹

Mythical Society

Never Before Seen- The Bible Tells Me So Show

[sweettkstrand]

LOL the ine piece of continuity this show is gonna have is Tarlos not pulling another random bedroom out of nowhere in their loft.

[ohnomytummy]

Nervous anon here. Today I got diarrhea for real 😔 was in a store when I felt my tummy cramp. I thought it was just needing to go, but it hurt and I didn’t think I could hold it until I got home. I decided to go look for a toilet. The moment I did, I kinda… exploded. I had to rub my tummy and press in to make sure I was empty. But my belly still feels bloated and kinda achy ☹️

- 🥑

Oh honey, you sweet nervous baby, how dare your tummy explode in public like that? And you couldn’t even tell it was empty 🥺 poor thing *sits you in my lap to give my full belly access.* You must’ve been so nervous someone would come in and hear you getting sick, or just hear you walking past the door….

I hope you were able to get all that sloppy ache out when you got home, in the comfort of your own bathroom *kisses your neck sweetly.* Sick tummies need privacy

[acourtofquestions]

Kingdom of Ash Chapter 64

Chapter; Highlights

Hours later, Yrene was still shaking.

At the disaster they'd narrowly avoided, at the deaths she'd witnessed before that wave had struck, at the power of the queen on the plain. The power of the prince who had prevented the ensuing steam from boiling alive any caught in its path.

Yrene had thrown herself back into healing during the chaos since. Had left the royals and their commanders to oversee the aftermath, and had returned to the Great Hall. Healers drifted onto the battlefield, searching for those in need of help.

All of them, every single person in the keep or the skies or on the battlefield, kept glancing toward the now-empty gap between two mountain peaks. Toward the flooded, decimated city, and the demarcation line between life and death. Water and debris had destroyed most of Anielle, the former now trickling toward the Silver Lake.

A vision of what would have been left of them, were it not for Aelin Galathynius.

She'd been asked to inspect the queen when she'd been carried in to a private chamber by Prince Rowan, the two of them borne off the plain by Nesryn. Yrene hadn't been able to stop her hands from shaking as she'd hovered them over Aelin's unconscious body.

There had been no sign of harm beyond a few already-healing cuts and slices from the battle itself.

Nothing at all beyond a sleeping, tired woman.

Who held the might of a god within her veins.

Yrene had then inspected Prince Rowan, who looked in far worse shape, a sizable gash snaking down his thigh. But he'd waved her off, claiming he'd come too near a burnout, and just needed to rest as well.

So Yrene had left them, only to tend to another.

—

To Lorcan, whose injuries ... Yrene had needed to summon Hafiza to help her with some of it. To lend her power, since Yrene's had been so depleted.

The unconscious warrior, who had apparently tumbled right off Farasha as he and Elide had passed through the gates, didn't so much as stir while they worked on him.

That had been hours ago. Days ago, it felt.

Yes, she needed to rest.

But a horn, clear and bright, blared from outside.

Everyone halted-then rushed to the windows. Yrene's smile grew as she, too, found a place to peek out over the battlefield.

To where the rest of the khagan's army, Prince Kashin at its front, marched toward them.

Thank the gods. Everyone in the hall muttered similar words.

From the keep, an answering horn sang its welcome.

Not just one army had been spared here today, Yrene realized as she turned back to the water station. If that wave had reached Kashin.

…

Lucky. They had all been so, so very lucky.

Yet Yrene wondered how long that luck would last.

If it would see them through the brutal march northward, and to the walls of Orynth itself.

Lorcan let out a low groan as he surfaced from the warm, heavy embrace of darkness.

"You are one lucky bastard."

Too soon. Too damn soon after hovering near death to hear Fenrys's drawl.

Fenrys's smirk was a slash of white.

"You've been out for a day. I drew the short stick and had to look after you."

A lie. For whatever reason, Fenrys had chosen to be here.

Lorcan thumped his head back on the pillow. "Elide." Her name was a rasp on his tongue.

The last he remembered, they'd ridden through the gates, Aelin Galathynius's unholy power spent. Then oblivion had swept in.

"Helping with the healing in the Great Hall," Fenrys said, stretching out his legs before him.

Lorcan closed his eyes, something tight in his chest easing.

"Well, since you're not dead," Fenrys began, but Lorcan was already asleep.

Lorcan awoke later. Hours, days, he didn't know.

The candle was still burning on the narrow windowsill, down to its base. Hours, then.

He didn't care. Not when the dim light revealed the delicate woman lying facedown on the end of his cot, the lower half of her body still on the wooden chair where Fenrys had been. Her arms cradled her head, one outstretched toward him. Reaching for his hand, mere inches from hers.

Elide.

Her dark hair spilled across the blanket, across his shins, veiling much of her face.

Wincing at the lingering ache in his body, Lorcan stretched his arm just enough to touch her fingers. They were cold, their tips so much smaller than his. They contracted, pulling away as she sucked in a sharp, awakening breath.

Lorcan savored every feature as she grimaced at a crick in her neck. But her eyes settled on him. She went still as she found him staring at her, awake and utterly in awe of the woman who had ridden through hell to find him ...

Tired. She looked spent, yet her chin remained unbowed.

Lorcan had no words. He'd given her everything on the back of that horse anyway.

But Elide asked, "How do you feel?" Aching. Exhausted. Yet finding her sitting at his bedside... "Alive," he said, and meant it.

Her face remained unreadable, even as her eyes dipped to his body. The blanket had slid down enough to reveal most of his torso, though it still hid the scarred-over wound in his abdomen. Yet he'd never felt so keenly naked.

It was an effort to keep his breathing steady beneath her sharp-eyed gaze. "Yrene said you would have died, if they hadn't gotten to you when they did."

"I would have died," he said, voice like gravel, "if you hadn't braved hell to find me." Her gaze lifted to his. "I made you a promise."

"So you said."

Was that a hint of color stealing across her pale cheeks? But she didn't balk. "You said some interesting things, too."

Lorcan tried to sit up, but his body gave a burst of pain in protest.

Elide explained, "Yrene warned that though the wounds are healed, some soreness will linger."

Lorcan gritted his teeth around the sharp stab in his back, his stomach. He managed to get onto his elbows, and deemed that progress enough. "It's been a while since I was so gravely injured. I'd forgotten what an inconvenience it is."

A faint smile tugged on her mouth.

His heart halted. The first smile she had given him in months and months. Since that day on the ship, when he'd touched her hand as they'd swayed in their hammocks.

Her smile faded, but the color on her cheeks lingered. "Did you mean it? What you said." He held her stare. Let some inner wall within him come crumbling down. Only for her. For this sharp-eyed, cunning little liar who had slipped through every defense and ironclad rule he'd ever made for himself. He let her see that in his face. Let her see all of it, as no one had ever done before. "Yes."

Her mouth tightened, but not in displeasure.

So Lorcan said softly, "I meant every word." His heart thundered, so wildly it was a wonder she couldn't hear it. "And I will until the day I fade into the Afterworld."

Lorcan didn't breathe as Elide gently reached out her hand. And interlaced their fingers. "I love you," she whispered.

He was glad he was lying down. The words would have knocked him to his knees. Even now, he was half inclined to bow before her, the true owner of his ancient, wicked heart.

"I have loved you," she went on, "from the moment you came to fight for me against Vernon and the ilken." The light in her eyes stole his breath. "And when I heard you were somewhere on that battlefield, the only thing I wanted was to be able to tell you that. It was the only thing that mattered."

Once, he might have scoffed. Declared that far bigger things mattered, in this war especially. And yet the hand grasping his ... He'd never known anything more precious.

Lorcan ran his thumb over the back of her hand. "I am sorry, Elide. For all of it."

"I know," she said softly, and no regret or hurt dimmed her face. Only clear, unwavering calm shone there. The face of the mighty lady she was growing into, and had already become, and who would rule Perranth with wisdom in one hand and compassion in the other.

They stared at each other for minutes. For a blessed eternity.

Then Elide untangled their hands and rose. "I should return to help Yrene."

Lorcan caught her hand again. "Stay."

She arched a dark brow. "I'm only going to the Great Hall."

Lorcan caressed his thumb over the back of her hand once more. "Stay," he breathed.

For a heartbeat, he thought she'd say no, and was prepared to be fine with it, to accept these last few minutes as more of a gift than he'd deserved.

"Say it," she whispered, fingers stilling in his hair. Lorcan opened his eyes, finding her gaze. "I love you."

"Yrene said you might always have this," she said, her hand mercifully falling away.

"Then it will be the scar I treasure most."

Fenrys would laugh until he cried to hear him speak this way, but Lorcan didn't care. To hell with the rest of them.

Another one of those small smiles curved her lips, and Lorcan's hands tightened in the sheets with the effort it took not to taste that smile, to worship it with his own mouth.

But this new, fragile thing humming between them ... He would not risk it for all the world.

Elide, thank the gods, had no such worries.

None at all, it seemed, as she lifted a hand to his cheek and ran her thumb along it. Every breath was an effort of control.

Lorcan held absolutely still as she brought her mouth to his. Brushed her lips across his own.

She pulled back. "Rest, Lorcan. I'll be here again when you wake."

Anything she asked, he'd give her.

Anything at all.

Too shaken by that soft, beautiful kiss to bother with words, he lay back down.

But until then, he wanted her here. Sleeping at his side, where he might watch over her. As she had watched over him.

Elide seemed to read that on his face, and her cheeks reddened further. "Later, then," she breathed, limping to the door.

Lorcan sent a flicker of his power to wrap around her ankle. The limp vanished.

A hand on the knob, she gave him a small, grateful nod. "I missed that."

He heard the unspoken words as she disappeared into the busy hall.

I missed you.

Lorcan allowed himself a rare smile.

[mirrortouchedsea]

Big Bang fic will be posted on Wednesday. Not sure if I want to upload it to ao3 just to have something indicating I've moved off site but 🥹🥹🥹 we'll get there

[llonelygoddess]

How they react to...Finding out you're pregnant

Romantic Pairings: Ned Stark, Margaery Tyrell, Theon Greyjoy, Jaime Lannister, Khal Drogo, Jorah Mormont, Brienne of Tarth, Missandei, Podrick, Gendry

Ned Stark: This man is over the moon when you tell him you’re expecting. He’s raised 5 already but for you he’d raise another 5 if possible lol He’s always got his hands on your belly and asking if you need anything. His favorite thing to do is talking to the baby later at night when you’re asleep, whispering how much it’ll be loved and cared for by the both of you.

Margaery Tyrell: Thrilled. You two definitely planned this pregnancy so she’s thrilled to hear you’ve finally conceived. She’s keeping Maesters around the clock just for you and making sure you have regular check ups. You both love looking at all the fabrics and books and toys you’ll be gifting your baby. She wants this child to have everything she had and more, so beware your child may be spoiled rotten lol

Pre Reek!Theon Greyjoy: Theon doesn’t even know what to say. He’s nervous about what that would mean for you and the child title wise. Would the babe be labeled a bastard? Would you be treated as a whore? The questions will drive him crazy if you don’t bring him back down to earth. As much as he’s there for you, you have to be there for him during this time.

Jaime Lannister: In the beginning he’s more worried than anything. Knowing how crazy Cersei is he has to hide you away, promising to be with you soon. Once he finds a way to sneak away to you for good, he’s all hands on deck. He’d learn to cook a bit, take up the cleaning, even learn to stitch a little to give the baby an embroidered blanket. It’s not what you expected but considering his other kids barely know him it makes sense how serious he is about this one. He wants to get it right this time.

Khal Drogo: He sees you as his goddess, mesmerized with the way you carry his child. He kisses your belly and announces it to the whole Khalasar. During your pregnancy he doesn’t baby you, finding beauty in your strength, but he is wary of you being around the other men. They’re rough and callous and you are soft and breakable, something that keeps him up at night. Whenever he goes out riding he always comes back with a gift that he presents to you in front of everyone.

Jorah Mormont: He never thought he’d be lucky enough to have children, especially with someone as special as you. He’s definitely crying when he hears the news. He can’t help it, a family of his own is all he’s ever wanted. Even knowing how strong you are, he’ll ask you to stay home and to let him do any and all work that needs to be done. He’s heard horror stories of pregnancies going wrong and he refuses to let anything happen to you.

Brienne of Tarth: Finding out you're pregnant would be the scariest moment of her life. Which isn't to say she doesn't want kids, but the world you live in wasn't ready for a relationship like yours. Two non-men finding love within each other wasn't accepted, let alone them raising a child together. Eventually, through many talks with you and Podrick, she calms down enough to enjoy this special moment in time with you.

Missandei: When Missandei first finds out, she's immediately in preparation mode. With the life she's lived she knows how cruel and evil life can be, so she takes it upon herself to make everything as perfect for you and the babe as possible. She’s asking Danaerys for healers and compiling blankets and toys from nearby towns. You’ll want for nothing with her by your side. When she’s not in crisis mode she’s sitting with you in bed fantasizing about the languages and history she’ll teach the baby.

Podrick: He gets so overwhelmed when you tell him he faints. Poor bb. When he wakes he asks if it was a dream and when you tell him no he kisses you. He’s another one that never really thought about having a family but he’s more than ready and capable of doing it. He’s always gushing about you and the baby to Brienne or really anyone who’ll listen. Loves to put his ear to your belly and just listen.

Gendry: He never planned to have kids so young, but when you told him about the baby he realized this was his moment to step up and be better. Being a Lord now he’s able to take care of you in ways he never thought he could. Giving you a handmaid and guards is just the beginning of how he wants to support you. He worries all nine months about whether he'll be good enough for your babe, so please rub his back and tell him he'll be the best dad ever. And he will.

[samthestrangerthingsfan]

Pairing: Eddie Munson x Reader

Summary: frienemies-to-lovers, kinda mean!Eddie? shy!reader, swearing, a lil smoochin', mentions of lack of confidence and poor self image, cute nicknames

a/n: hi bb, will you be my valentine? I don't love writing mean!eddie but its okay because we can always fix him :)

Valentine’s Day.

A day which the Hawkins High elite are positively buzzing over the plethora of cheap red and pink decorations.

Cheerleaders swoon over poorly constructed cards from their popular boyfriends, while dozens of obnoxious mylar balloons take up way too much space in the already crowded hallways.

Beyond the 14th of February, the reason for all the excitement was the annual Hawkins High Valentine’s Day dance—of which you were head of the committee.

Was it because you were the only Senior to volunteer their time to coordinating it instead of attending it? Maybe, but at least it gave you a reason to show up to the dance without a date.

...and avoid looking like the pitiful wallflower you are.

You also knew you’d have no time to rush home and get ready after your last class, so here you are. Standing outside of the AV Club door, decked out in your new crushed-velvet dress. It's ruby red and dangerously short.

This was definitely out of your comfort zone. You typically preferred to be invisible. It’s easier that way; no one can hurt what they can’t see. Right?

But when this dress caught your eye in the mall shop window, it was the first time you could ever remember wanting to be seen. Wanting to try to look like the pretty girls who walk the halls everyday vying for the attention of others.

The dance gave you the perfect excuse. Sure, it’s not like you had a date or anyone asking you to go, but you felt so beautiful. The way the dress hugged your body made all the staring and whispering as you walked down the hallway so, so worth it.

“Hey—whoa…” Dustin’s voice dropped when he walked around the corner, arms full of equipment. “Y-you look fantastic!” He said proudly.

Dustin was your favorite Freshmen, always kind and happy to see you.

“Aw, thanks Dusty! You don’t think it’s too much?” You lifted your boot, inspecting it falsely.

Dustin smiled, “It’s too much for 6th period Spanish, but not for Valentine’s Day that’s for sure.”

He unlocked the door, and held it for you.

Dusting grabbed a pen and paper to write down what you’d need the AV Club’s help with after school.

With hands on your hips, you looked around the room. “Okay, so I definitely need the projector, and if you could set it up before—“

An annoying, loud, cocky voice cut you off. “Henderson! What the hell is takin’ you so long?”

Eddie fucking Munson.

You watched as he sauntered into the room, DIO jacket and all. He clapped Dustin on the shoulders before turning his gaze to you.

“Holy shit. That you, Mouse?”

Mouse. A nickname you loathed.

You’d made the mistake of sitting at the Hellfire table your Freshman year, and he’s never let let you live it down. Once Eddie saw just how shy you were, he made it his mission to get under your skin.

He'd plopped down into the seat next to you, assuming you were there to cause him and the guys trouble. “New girl’s trying to get in good with the freaks, hm?”

You jumped and began to frantically pack your belongings, “I-I…I didn’t know. I’m sorry, I’ll just go—"

When he realized you were nervous, he changed his tone. No longer was he on edge, but rather trying to make you laugh. Show you it's okay to give him a taste of his own medicine. “No no, little mouse. You’re not scurrying away that easily.”

Four years later, you’re both still here and Eddie’s been a thorn in your side ever since. You thought you'd be rid of him once he graduated, but he flunked--twice. Condemning you to another year full of his nonsense.

His obnoxious, overly-confident, doe-eyed nonsense.

“Munson.” You couldn’t help the eye roll. “Dustin and I are working on something so,” you flicked your hand toward the door. “Skedaddle.”

“Oof,” he teased. “You kiss your mother with that potty mouth?”

Eddie walked past Dustin, hands on his hips as he took you in. “Why, may I ask, are you dressed so fancy, princess? Hot date with a frog?”

Okay, guess we’re playing this game.

“The only frog I know is you, Munson.”

His hand flew to his heart. “You hear this, Henderson? Who knew Mouse could be such a brat?”

“If you’ll excuse me,” you attempt to sidestep him, but he blocks your path. Big brown eyes watching your every move. “Don’t you have anything better to do than push my buttons?” It’s a pitiful gripe. You know he enjoys this far too much.

“C’mon, sweetheart. If I didn’t talk to you, who the hell would?”

Ouch.

Something no doubt said in jest, but it hurt to realize just how right he was. You had tons of acquaintances, and you got along great with the teachers. As for friends, the well's a bit dry in that department.

You cleared away the tightness in you throat. “Yeah, I don’t have time for this. I’m actually contributing to society. How about you?” Your face was twisted into a sarcastic smile, attempting to hide the hurt.

Eddie on the other hand thought the two of you were simply playing your favorite game. Seeing just how flustered he could make you before you gave him a taste of his own medicine.

“Yeah, you’re a real Nancy Reagan.” He laughed, gesturing to your dress.

Your eyes honed in on him. “What the hell does that mean?”

“It means,” he reached out, sweeping a piece of hair off of your cheek. “If you wanted a little attention, you didn’t have to do all this.”

This.

Said as if the word tasted rotten. Disgusted by what you’d considered to be you at your most beautiful.

I must look like a fucking fool.

The stinging in your eyes got stronger every second you stood in his presence. Your gaze locked onto the floor, following your feet as you left. “Bye, Dustin. I’ll see you later.”

Dustin protested, calling you back before turning his disappointed glare to Eddie.

“Dude…” he chided.

Eddie scoffed, “What? Henderson I was joking—she knows that, okay? That’s our whole thing.”

"Eddie, she was crying!"

Were you? No, no way. This is what the two of you do.

"No, she wasn't." He said unconvincingly. "You don't know her like I do, little buddy. She's a good girl, loves the cat-and-mouse of it all." Eddie wasn't sure if he was trying to convince himself or Dustin.

Eddie had a fuck of a time in O'Donnell's class, and now on top of all of that, he's late to set up Hellfire.

He moved a bit quicker down the hall, easy enough since most of the school left to get ready for the Desperate Dance. He intentionally always schedules DND on nights like this, that way he'd never have to be caught dead--

Eddie's stopped in his tracks at the sight of the trashcan at the end of the hall. He spots a familiar piece of red fabric hanging out of the bin.

He pulled it like a magician, revealing more and more of the velvet clothing until its fully removed,

A dress.

Your dress.

Why the fuck did you throw it in the trash? You we're the most confident Eddie had ever seen you while you wore this thing.

...and you looked drop dead gorgeous, but that's beside the point.

He heard your voice coming from the gym, and abandoned all thoughts of DND.

Eddie burst through the double doors, ignoring the frilly pink and red decorations for the dance. He weaved between the underclassmen carefully setting up the tables and backdrops to make his way over to you.

You, who now instead of being in your beautiful fucking dress, are in you school-supplied gym uniform. Your hair was pulled back, no longer falling in the perfectly natural way you had it earlier. Your makeup was gone--Eddie didn't mind that, he didn't think you needed it anyway.

But you'd never looked so small to him.

He called your name more gently than you've ever heard him speak. When you turned and saw your dress in his grip, you wanted to disappear.

Had he come to gloat?

"Why the hell was this in the trash?" he's not smirking, or sarcastic when he says it.

"Didn't like it." It's all the pain in your throat will let you get out.

You walk away from him, hurrying to find something else to do beside stand there and be made fun of by Eddie Munson.

"Bullshit," he calls after you, quick on your heels. "You don't wear a dress like this and look the way you look in it and just decide you don't like it."

You could feel the tears returning as soon as you stopped walking. "I don't know what you wanna hear," your back was to Eddie, but you felt his gaze regardless. "I just didn't like it...anymore, okay?"

The fake organization of the ribbons in front of you didn't deter him, he remained behind you in silence until he couldn't take it anymore.

"Did...did I say something? Earlier, in the AV Club." He spoke so softly, and with such sincerity, you'd never know it was Eddie talking to you.

You sniffled, angry at yourself for letting him hear how upset you were. "I don't know what you mean."

"Henderson," He's quick on your heels. "Henderson said you were crying when you left."

You don't--can't say anything. Trying desperately to will the tightness in your throat to go away and the tears to dry before they fall from your eyes. A small, shaking breath passes your lips.

"Please look at me, Mouse." His voice is hushed when he calls out to you.

You turn to him begrudgingly. Hoping if he saw the mess he made he'd leave well enough alone.

But when he sees your face, with red eyes and damp tear-stained cheeks, his heart falls into his stomach.

"Oh, oh sweetheart--"

You beat him to it. "I'm fine, Munson. Just...just give me the stupid thing, okay? I'm better off invisible, anyway."

"You've never been invisible to me." Eddie hands you the dress, and watches as you wring it between your hands. "I'm sorry, Mouse."

You scoff, "You didn't--"

"Yes I did," He says firmly. Eddie steps into you, closer than he's been before. "I made an asinine comment thinking we were playing our little game, but it's not a game if someone gets hurt, especially you."

Eddie swipes away the tear on your cheek with the pad of his thumb. "You looked beautiful. You're always beautiful, but that dress? Honey, I couldn't think straight. I'm a dumbass half the time, but I turned into a god damned Neanderthal when I saw you in that."

Your brain couldn't process what was happening. It almost sounded like Eddie...liked you?

"I thought," You looked down, embarrassed to even say it out loud. "I finally felt pretty, pretty enough to be seen and not just in the background."

Eddie's brow softens at your words, "Mouse, I see you. You're one of the only things I look for throughout the day. Always lookin' out for the pretty shy girl with the smile that makes me go weak in the knees."

You laugh at that. "I guess I always look for the obnoxious metal head that's way too good at getting under my skin."

Eddie chest rumbles with a laugh, too. "You're too good at calling me on my crap, what do you expect me to do?"

A comfortable silence falls between the two of you, and it has Eddie clearing his throat. "Can--can I give you a hug? Hate that I made my favorite girl cry."

The smile on your face speaks volumes, but you nod anyway.

When you're wrapped in Eddie's arms, his warmth seeps through your bones, relieving any tension or nerves. His scent invades your senses, warming your belly and heart. You melt into him completely.

Eddie can't believe how well you fit in his arms, like a damn puzzle piece if you asked him. He smells you shampoo, and memorizes the fragrance, filing it away in his mind as his new favorite smell.

When you pull back, he leans his forehead on yours. "I'm sorry I hurt you. I really am."

You nod, moving his head a bit as it rests on yours. "I know."

Eddie steps away, shoving his hands in his pockets. "Ya know, uh, if you're not busy, I'm running a DND campaign tonight. I'd love it if you sat in and maybe after...I don't know, maybe I could take you to Benny's?"

You smirked, eyes narrowing at him. "You asking me out, Munson?"

His eyes widened in sheer panic, "Oh--oh my God, I read this all wrong, huh? Please just forget--"

You're quick to ease his worry. "I'd love too."

Putting the dress on the table, you offer Eddie your hand. "Show me the way, Dungeon Master."

He takes it eagerly, but doesn't walk anywhere yet.

"Eddie?" You giggle.

"One second, princess. Damn knees turned to jelly again."

[changisworld]

Hii, I've got a request in mind, thinking about Hannie but ain't not sure if it fits Seungmin too (that "honey can you bring my towel" scene he acted at that tv show lives rent free in my mind), so it's a first time thing + shy reader + he puts her hand on his hard on (Idk I feel like they give such a sneaky vibe, in a moment you're laughing with him and the next you're underneath him). Steamy make out, dry humping, handjob, whatever you feel more fitting, just pls don't let poor bb with them blue balls 👀

Little note: can I be 🍦 anon? ❤

MY BABY 🍦im so sorry its taken almost 3 months to write this:( better late than never though! i hope it was semi worth the wait<3

i had no idea what you were referring to so i had to go on tiktok n find it n i THINK i know what youre talking about!

Word count;2,760

18+, MDNI SMUT WARNINGS UNDER THE CUT

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SMUT WARNINGS: PIV, whiny hannie, handjob, fingering(f rec), spit, creampie, dry humping, teasing, hannie & y/n are both subby?, slightly nervous hannie, tit play, slight mommy kink

You're currently sitting on your new boyfriend, Han jisungs bed while he showers in his small bathroom connecting to his bedroom & you're just scrolling through tiktok as he belts out whatever song that's playing from his phone without a care in the world.

You've been dating Jisung for around 3 months but you both have agreed that you can both see it going long term, much to both of your happiness!

You've warmed up to Jisung a whole bunch, being a whole lot more shy before meeting him & he was just as much as a nervous person as you are, but you've both brought out the best in one another. But, because you're both a bit more reserved, you've been a bit too scared to make the first move. You've kissed countless times & he has slipped a finger in once or twice, but nothing else past that, him not wanting to push any more boundaries.

You're just watching some of those true crime tiktoks, sprawled out on top of the messy, unmade bedsheets, not realising the shower had turned off until you hearing Jisung kissing his own teeth & groaning.

"Y/nnie? Can you go into my closet n gimme a towel, I've forgotten mine!" Han yells through the door, dragging out the last syllable & you just hum in response before dragging yourself to where he stores his clothes, towels & blankets & grabbing the first one you see.

"Open the door then Sungie!" you cheer, fingers fidgeting with the material. Jisung slowly opens the door & pokes his head out, not wanting to show anything non PG, he pinches the towel out of your hand but doesn't bother to fully close the door over again as he tries to tie it around his waist before awkwardly chuckling.

"Y/nnie, uh, I usually just.. air dry? after showering & I genuinely have no idea how to tie it like how girls do! If you... don't mind could you tie it for me? Or you can just bring me some sweatpants n I can change in here!" He splurges out, almost being able to hear his heartbeat through the door separating you both.

"You'll just stay damp in there since the steam is hitting me in the face, yeah I can.. I can tie it for you." you reply, trying to sound confident. You give him the time to hold the towel around him & you slowly push open the door, the smell of the shampoo & body wash he used still strong in the air.

You give him a smile & a small giggle, which he gladly mirrors & you take the top part of the towel & tightening it before tucking it in, making it stay put without the need to hold it with his hands anymore.

As you do this though, you realise the towel is a bit of an odd size, it being a bit small despite it being wrapped around his tiny waist, showing off his growing bulge through the tight DIY now skirt he is wearing & you can't help but blush.

"Oi! Don't look! I said I don't use towels I didn't realise they're a horrible size!" as he covers the growing tent under the towel, his chubby cheeks going red as his big eyes look at you & you just laugh but your eyes can't stop trailing down to his now fidgeting hands.

"You're so dramatic Sungie, It's hot in a way, you're so unaware it's funny." You giggle, your fingers pinching his cheeks & he blushes even more before his hands move from where they were perched to swat your fingers away, but as he does so, his towel of course begins to slip & you both realise at the same time, your hands & his hands racing to stop it from falling.

Your hands reach the towel first & you grab it & his hands cup over yours & you both realise instantly, you're cupping over his now even more hardening cock, his own hands keeping you there.

You both look up at your hands at the same time then back up at each other, both of your eyes wide open. He quickly removes his hands from yours, but to both of your surprise, you don't move your hands away.

"Y/nnie, you gonna move your hands or what?" he questions, his voice full of shock. You snap back into reality when he says this & your hands whip away from him, holding them up to your chest.

"I'm sorry! I didn't know you wouldn't lik-" you rush out. "hey hey hey! I didn't not like it, I liked it as much as any other guy would! I just didn't think you would be so bold or ballsy I guess?!" he cuts you off, using one hand to hold the towel around his waist as he is waving the other hand around, trying to get his point across.

You blush at what he says & you pause for a moment, but when you can't really think of a verbal response, you give a physical one instead, & you move your hand to lightly cup him again which makes his hips twitch as he looks at you, his jaw slightly open.

You move your hand slightly, getting a bit of a better feel & he instantly gets harder under your touch & he stutters & you just giggle again at him, looking at his features, watching for the reaction he's giving.

"Is this alright, Sungie?" you ask as you take the extra mini step & lean in to his neck & give it a quick peck before looking into his eyes, smiling at his pretty face. "Y-yeah, can we not do this in the bathroom though? ruins the mood, unless you wanna get back in the shower with me?" he jokes, trying to sound confident despite him absolutely freaking out inside.

You nod your head & take his hand & you both walk back into the bedroom & you straddle him once the back of his knees hit the edge of the bed, him flopping down. "Can I.. remove this? We don't need to though, Hannie." you murmur out, cupping his cheeks.

"Mhmm, please, please please." he pleads before he pushes on the back of your head & he kisses you, his tongue not taking long to begin poking into your own. At the same time, you raise your hips just enough so you can paw the towel away, now leaving him bare beneath you, which makes you think your heart is going to come out of your mouth.

You slowly grind over his cock with your covered core in a slow motion as you deepen the kiss, Jisung letting out a small groan at the contact & his hips buck up when you allow a shaky hand to wrap around his already somehow leaky cock & you begin jerking it at a good pace, his lips involuntarily breaking away from yours for a second, drool completely coating his lips & chin by this point.

"This okay f'you?" you tease, his reactions already giving away the fact that it's more than okay, he just lets out another small whine before moving his head up enough to kiss you again, his hips bucking up into your hand & his precum coating parts of your hand, his tip completely shiny.

You grind down on his upper thighs as you jerk him off, your own little pants swapping between your lips as you get a bit, but no way near enough friction for you to fully get off on.

Hans breathing begins to speed up & become slightly erratic & he moves his fingers from the back of your hair & he rests them on your hips, helping you grind, but not long after, he is fiddling with the waistband & you take the hint, you break your lips from his & take the few seconds to wiggle off your pants, leaving you in your plain cotton panties & Jisungs shirt you stole.

Hi big boba eyes, completely blown out, stare up at you in awe & he sits up, his face level with your covered tits. "Can I take this off too, y/nnie?" he asks & the second you give the okay, he gets rid of it before you have the time to blink, letting out a strained grunt at the fact you aren't wearing a bra.

Once you're left in just your underwear, Jisung flips you over so he is between your legs, leaning over you & he basically has his eyes glued to your now pebbled nipples & he has to bite his lip to avoid drooling all over them & you giggle at his reaction, your cheeks going red with a mix of nerves, slight embarrassment from his eyes burning into you & also love.

Jisung makes his way down slightly so he is level with your chest & he simply admires your tits as his left hand now rests on your inner thigh, thumb caressing it.

"Can I touch you, jagi? We don't need to go any further." he asks for reassurance. "Hannie, stop asking, I'm dying for it, please." you respond, your hips jerking up to convince him. He blushes more than he already is & he lets his fingers trail onto your covered core as he runs his finger up & down your slit, making you bite your lip, trying to not moan too loudly.

"Don't silence yourself jagi, don't be nervous, it's just me." he says in a sweet tone as his fingers move your underwear to the side, happy with himself with the wet spot he caused on the fabric.

His fingers begin spreading your wetness on your slit, making sure to prolong an extra few seconds of attention on your clit before he enters one finger into your dripping hole, a small squelch noise being made from it & your back slightly arching off the bed, Jisung not being able to hold back the smirk now spreading across his lips as he lets his lips latch onto your nipple.

"O-oh shit! Sungie, right there." you whimper, your fingers weaving into his hair as you spread your legs a bit more & wiggling your hips, trying to get his finger impossibly deeper.

He decides to add a second finger as he finds your G-spot & your breath hitches in your throat & your eyes scrunch shut, pulling his hair, him moaning into your tit along with you.

You feel your orgasm beginning to build up as you can both feel yourself clenching around his now two fingers. "Sungie, lie down, wanna cum with you." you whimper, trying your hardest to concentrate enough to speak an actual sentence.

Jisung unlatches himself from your tit & pulls his now soaked fingers out of your cunt, much to his displeasure. He crawls his way to the top of the bed & rests his head on the pillows & you are quick to follow behind him, straddling him again before leaning down to kiss him.

"Can I put it inside? Wanna feel you." He pleads, glossy eyes looking up at you as his hands are resting on your waist. "What's the magic word?" you decide to tease, your fingers reaching down to fondle his balls, making his eyebrows furrow & another bead of precum dripping down his cock.

"Pleaseee, mommy please, please let me." he begs, not being able to stop his ears going bright red as his fingers move their way to your ass, kneading the flesh in his hands as his hips keep buck up into you.

You are caught slightly by surprise by the 'mommy' part of the sentence, but you also know it's exactly something he & now also you're into.

You decide to not let him wait any longer as you're also itching for him to fill you up, your wetness leaving a small slick patch of where you were straddling as you raise your hips & Jisung grabs his pretty dick & runs it over your folds, making you jolt, before aligning himself up with your hole & you begin to slide him inside.

You sink down until you can't anymore & you both hiss at the feeling, him already resting against your spongey spot & the warmth of you wrapped around him making his mind spill.

You raise your hips slightly & then sink back down, setting a slow but pleasurable pace as small moans begin escaping your lips, jisungs eyes completely stuck to you, simply admiring you.

Drool escapes his lips & dribbles down the side of his cheek, his tongue poking out his jaw dropped mouth ever so often as you both share moans.

"Yo-you're so tight jagi, mind is n-oh m, fuck." Jisung babbles, his hands helping your thrusts by moving your ass up & down as his hips jerk up to also meet you in the middle, making you squeal.

You place your hands on his shoulders as you begin to quicken your pace, trying your best to ignore the stinging pain in your thighs as you do so.

Jisung sits himself up against the headboard, making sure to not slip out of you as he settle you both in the similar but different position. You begin grinding on his cock & slowly bouncing as Jisung reaches to begin suckling on your nipple again as his fingers begin to fondle your other tit, making you moan.

"Y-you're filling me so well, Sungie" you whimper as your motions find the best spot where his cock can reach & picking up your speed.

Jisung lets out a loud 'uumph' as his tip hits into your soft spot, making your belly go hot inside, but he can feel your speed slowing. Jisung unlatches from your now spit covered nipple & blows some cold air on it before he repositions you both, helping you lay on your stomach & you lift your hips so your ass is in the air for him, which makes him groan.

"Sungie, put it back in, wanna make you cum." you implore, wiggling your ass in front of him to convince him, which works as he swallows a choked moan before lining himself back up with your sopping cunt & sliding back in.

You both let out a moan in unison as Jisung begins to pick up his pace, trying his best to not throw his head back from the new position & angle, looking down at the way your ass ripples every time his hips hit against it & he can feel his orgasm building up instantly.

You both keep babbling, mostly to yourselves, his pace just right so you can't stop clenching, your knuckles turning white from gripping the bedsheets, your cheek pressed against the bed.

"S-sung- I'm gonna c-cum." you yelp, eyes rolling to the back of your head, Jisungs cock got a white ring against the base of his cock, being able to quite literally hear the wetness coming from between your legs.

"S-me too, clenching t-too much, w-wher-" "Inside, inside Hannie." you are quick to cut him off, rushing the words out just in time before your orgasm bubbles over, your legs getting weak & if it wasn't for Jisung holding onto your hips. As soon as your cunt begins to spasm around him, his own release hits him & his cum paints the inside of your walls white, basically squealing as the pleasure washes over him, his bottom lip all puffy from how much he has been biting it.

He pulls out & slowly helps you lay down fully on your stomach before he lets himself flop down too, straddling your ass & his face level with yours.

You both stay like this, him turning his head slightly to kiss your earlobe, his fingers moving the hair out of your face.

"You wanna get back in the shower then?" you murmur, getting your breath back, chuckling.

"I wouldn't mind that, we are sticking to each other, but I wouldn't mind staying like this." he hums back, smiling to mostly himself as he shuts his eyes, inhaling the smell of your skin, your perfume still a bit faint on your skin after all this time.

"n a mommy kink, Sungie? Who woulda thought." you tease, giggling. "Hey! if you liked it then who cares, its hot." he replies, him trying to hide the slight fluster in his voice.

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Hello! How are you doing? Hope you're doing good.

If it's alright, can i request rottmnt raph x female bear reader?

It's like raph having a teddy bear but as a girlfriend!

Fluff and sweet HCs

Raph X Bear Yo’kai S/O!

heyyy sniper!! (i swear i saw you in @itsyagurlchip ‘s server at some point??? TvT was i dreaming?)

Info: G/N reader! I will always write reader as G/N :] Fluff!

Raph loves you, ADORES you. He’d love you even if you weren’t a super fluffy, strong, sweet bear, but this, this is a bonus!

You guys are cuddling ALL the time. Feel sad? Cuddle. Feel lonely? Cuddle. Feel fine? Get in here sweetheart you could be happier.

Bears don’t have retractable claws, I can imagine you’d feel worried about accidentally knicking him with them TvT. Poor bb bear. He finds that relatable, as his spikes can be pretty damaging sometimes. Two sweethearts who don’t mean harm i would die for you both

But Raph’s got thick skin, he can handle a scratch, and he knows you don’t mean him any harm :]

Y’all probably paint your nails together im not even joking. It’s his favourite, I mean, his hands gotta look pretty up close if he’s gonna be punching around villains all the time

He probably calls you “Teddy” in his phone :3

You’re just so warm!!! He’s a cold blooded boy and you are a massive heater, please give him all the hugs

Gets very nervous around winter time.

“You’re gonna be asleep all winter?!”

“No?”

If you’re a Yo’kai, then I imagine Yo’kai magic genes stop you being asleep half the year, only needing to sleep like two months.

If you’re a mutant then it depends if you were human or mutant first.

Human: Eh, you get kinda sleepy around winter but who doesn’t?

Mutant: Five months of zoinking, sorry Raphie. You can snuggle tho! Probably-

tiger mutant s/o

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Sohee ₊ ⊹₍ᐢᐢ₎  mdni!! 18+ currently listening to: ゆめうつつ - LAMP word count: 4.9k bb note: tried something a little different with this one

The first time Sohee sees you he doesn’t actually see you.  It’s the first day of his Drawing Foundations class and truly he would rather be anywhere else.  He’s so shit at drawing and art, but he needed it to fill a gen ed requirement and he’s heard that the class is an easy A.  The professor is reviewing the syllabus and everything inside him wants to drop the class.  It’s a studio art class meaning it’s 3 hours long, the class is smack in the middle of his day on a Monday of all days, and every assignment the professor reads off sounds terrifying.  What the fuck is conte anyways? Sohee’s never heard of it and he’s not sure he gives a shit about it.  Sohee wants to roll his eyes when the professor is expecting an assignment completed by the end of class because of course he would ask something like that on the first day.  He’s assigned an easel where he props up a rather large drawing pad.  Sohee dreads the thought of having to fill such a large space with artwork when he can barely draw a straight line.  Sure the class is for beginners, but Sohee feels like he is embarrassingly bad.  

He’s attempting a very poor rendition of still life comprised of his bag’s contents when he’s positive he’s made up his mind.  He needs to drop this class before he has to face this for an entire semester.  But when he contemplates ducking out of the class early so he can spend the rest of the day browsing for a different one, something in the room shifts.  It’s like something within him is screaming at him to turn around.  When he does he sees you, well he doesn’t actually see you because your hidden behind your designated easel, but it’s like he feels you.  It makes him so badly want to see who it is that is sitting behind the imposing object.  It irks him for the rest of class until the professor announces that the time is up and it’s time for everyone to show what it is that they’ve done.  Sohee lays his eyes on you when you make your way to the front of the room to display your drawing pad.  It’s like all the breath in his lungs gets knocked out of him when he sees you.  His mouth goes dry and he starts fidgeting with his hands, nerves overtaking him.  And what you’ve drawn is far too good for a class that is intended for beginners, lines clean and neat, shading added, a singular light source indicated in your piece.  If it were anyone else Sohee would scoff and call it pretentious, but you are far cry from what he would designate pretentious.  Any and all praise that gets awarded to you (and the professor is sure to give you plenty) is well deserved, and if anything Sohee thinks you deserve more.  Needless to say he changes the mind about leaving, even after presenting his poor attempt at a still life and proceeding to get picked apart.  Is he a little insane for choosing to stay in a 3-hour class for a girl who he saw for the first time that day? Maybe, but nobody could ever convince him of that.  

The second time Sohee sees you, he realizes that there’s something… off about you.  But for the life of him he cannot pinpoint what exactly it is.  As the class proceeds, he thinks he’s glanced at you about 100 times in an hour alone.  You’re frighteningly beautiful, but in a way that should never be looked at, like if you stare too long it’ll hurt you.  The longer he watches you, the harder it is for him to figure you out.  Maybe it’s your mannerisms.. the way you hold eye contact a little too long or the way you never speak.  Or maybe it’s the way you look, your lips a little too pink, eyes a little too doe eyed. He can’t pinpoint what is about you that made him so nervous.  It’s not that you looked mean, you just looked.. blank; unreadable.  Aura overpowering everyone elses, making it hard for him to just breathe next to you.  Sohee’s convinced your like an actual angel who fell to earth and doesn’t know how to act.  He finds himself wanting to do things he’s never done before.  He wants so badly to make you laugh, to change your blank expression for once into something he actually recognizes.  Something within him makes him feel like he would do anything to entertain you, and it’s a dangerous feeling.  

The first time he actually hears you speak without first being spoken to, it’s a critique day.  Your first official project is being presented for all of class to see, and Sohee is truthfully dreading it.  He feels like he has improved in his art skills absolutely none at all and he does not want to hear it from the professor.  It does not help that the professor has tasked you all with drawing the exact same thing, meaning his art skills will be put up against everyone else’s.  He tries to comfort himself by saying that at least he gets to see what you’ve done, to him it feels like a small peek into your brain.  And of course you’re critique is perfect, the professor not criticizing you in the slightest even though it’s quite literally in the name that you have to.  Sohee looks at your lines, and he can see where you intentionally smudged the graphite of the pencil to make a blurred effect.  For a moment he thinks about copying some of the techniques you use, maybe he’d actually learn a thing or two. 

The professor approaches his piece and Sohee shuts his eyes like it’ll help him get through the critique any faster.  Spoiler alert it does not and the professor hates this one just as much as he has hated every other thing Sohee has done.  If you weren’t so pretty Sohee thinks he might hate you for every glowing review you receive alone.  He nods his head to every comment the professor makes, pretending to make mental notes about what the professor is saying.  He lets out a breath he didn’t recognize he was holding when the professor finally moves past his.  He tries his best to act like he doesn’t care about whether or not his art is good, but he would be lying if he said he wasn’t a little disappointed.  Sohee had actually put in a lot of work into this piece, making trips to the studio when it was open on the weekend.  He had even tried using charcoal in an attempt to cover up his scratchy lines, hoping that maybe that way they would at least look intentional.  When he resigns himself to the idea that he’s just not gonna be good at art, he feels that you’re standing near him.  

“it’s very tender.”

The way your voice cuts through the air is melodic, like a song made just for him, and if he wasn’t already watching you when you said it, he would think he imagined it.  He looks at your profile, and you’re not speaking to him, but speaking to yourself.  He wonders if you’re aware that he’s even there because you’re so immersed in looking at what he’s done.  The thought occurs to him again that you’re weirdly off putting.  But in a way that makes him want to be around you more.  Like he doesn’t ever want to leave your side so he can watch you a little longer.  He’s never felt such an intense urge to crawl inside someone’s mind

As the weeks pass, he starts to recognize that he’s not the only one who can tell that you’re different.  He watches how people interact with you in class, how they can’t hold eye contact with you, or how they stumble over their words when they speak to you.  He feels a little bit better to realize it’s a universal feeling and that he’s not completely insane.  Unfortunately this also means that he’s not the only one who can see that you’re beautiful.  At this point he’s seen you outside of class multiple times, always unable to take his eyes off you no matter where he is or what he’s doing.  He’s come across you in the dining hall, seen you with your friends in the student union, he’s even starting to realize that you frequent the same parties he does.  This means he’s subjected to the sight of men approaching you.  Time and time again he watches a boy approach you with the intention of making you laugh and getting your number, maybe even getting into your pants.  

The first time he sees it a fear envelops him, like he was too late to make a move and now here comes some random guy to sweep you off your feet.  Jealousy sweeping over him when he watches a boy approach you with ease at a party in a way he never could bring himself to do.  He recognizes that it’s a friend of a friend and it just makes him more annoyed. But as he continues to watch on, he feels satisfaction settling in his chest.  He sees the boy’s futile attempts to make you laugh as you just watch him with your standard expression, drink in your hand.  It’s obvious when the boy is starting to catch on that he’s not charming you like he thought.  Sohee breaks into a smile when the boy starts fidgeting, shifting from foot to foot nervously before finally retreating in defeat.  This will not be the first time Sohee watches someone approach you and honestly, he’s starting to develop a sick fascination with watching the interaction.  He likes to see the moment they realize they aren’t gonna get with you, it makes him feel better for already knowing that it’s not going to work on you.  Like he’s better for recognizing that you aren’t easy to impress.  

Sohee tries to scheme up ways to speak to you, but every time he sees you he draws a blank.  Sure he’s relatively introverted, but he knows he can at least talk to pretty girls.  He’s done it plenty times before, if anything he’s good at it; but something about you just makes him completely change.  He knows he’s obnoxious when he’s with his friends, cracking jokes and loud mouthed when with familiar company.  But if he sees you coming near or even remotely in the same space, his personality is doing a complete 180.  His friends make fun of him each time he does it, laughing at how he goes from being rambunctious to immediately on his best behavior.  And Sohee will take the jabs any day as long as it means that you don’t see him like one of the stupid boys who choose to approach you.  He just wishes one day you’ll let him close enough to even scratch the surface of your true personality.  To give him something to indicate what it is that you’re into.  

His opportunity comes extremely unexpectedly and completely on accident.  He’s late leaving class one day, too caught up in trying to perfect his midterm project to notice that it’s 15 minutes past class time being up.  He doesn’t realize it until the next professor is entering the room to set up the studio space.  He apologizes as he throws his supplies in his bag, leaving the room as quickly as he can.  He doesn’t even realize that you were late leaving too, not until he enters the elevator and you immediately follow behind him.  Sohee feels like he’s going to burn up in the small space, so he tucks himself in the back of the elevator and tries to be as still as he can, like maybe if he doesn’t move you won’t see him.  That’s when he sees it, the tiniest indication of your interests.  As the elevator starts its trek to the first floor he’s staring at your bag which for the most part is unassuming.  But the glint of a korok charm hanging from your zipper catches his eye.  Before he can stop himself he’s speaking, breaking the silence of the elevator ride.

“You like Zelda?”

As soon as he speaks he wants to slap a hand over his mouth, like he can’t believe he just spoke to you for one, and for two he can’t believe he asked it in such a bewildered tone.  He half considers getting off on the next stop and just taking the stairs the rest of the way down.  But then you do the unexpected; you turn to him.  

“I love Zelda.”

A smile graces your features, and Sohee can physically feel the way his heart cracks in two.  He realizes right then and there that he would do anything to get you to smile at him again. 

“I’m Sohee.”  

“I know.”  

You’re terrifying and Sohee can feel the way his palms are starting to sweat.  

“I’m y/n.”

“I know.” 

You smile at him wider when he says it, and he hears the way you exhale a breath through your nose.  It’s the closest thing to a laugh he’s heard from you and Sohee tries not to let it immediately go to his head.  He glances behind you and he can see the way the numbers are getting closer and closer to the bottom floor.  

“My favorite is Twilight Princess.”  

He’s shocked when you speak again and he thinks about how he wants to stand in your light for as long as you’ll let him.  

“I have an affinity for Majora’s Mask.”  

You hum to yourself in acknowledgement when he says this, and when you open your mouth to speak again the elevator doors open with a ding.  Sohee curses to himself in his head, he’s never wished for an elevator to malfunction more than now.  You smile at him one more time before you turn to leave and Sohee has to look away at how overwhelming it is.  

“See you next time Sohee.” 

And then you’re gone.  Sohee stands there so long that the elevator doors try to close on him.  He can’t believe that that just happened, and instead of scratching the itch he had to talk to you, all it does is feed into it further.  He thinks about how he needs to hear you speak to him again, how he needs to hear you say his name again.  He smiles like an idiot for the rest of the day as he schemes of something else to say to you the next time he sees you.  

In a suprising turn of events, he does not have to try hard at all.  Matter of fact he doesn’t even have to try because the next time you have class together, you choose the easel next to his.  At first Sohee thinks maybe it’s a fluke, like the universe has decided to smile kindly on him this one time.  It only dawns on him that this was intentional when you speak up next to him, clearing your throat as the both of you work on drawing the fruits displayed on the table in front of you.  

“So do you play any other Nintendo?” 

Sohee prays that you don’t see the way he nearly jumped out of his skin when you spoke.  For the rest of class that’s what the two of you talk about.  Every now and then in between you lean over to look at what it is he’s drawing and you give him a few tips.  Sohee revels in the smile you give him when you catch him utilizing your advice.  Much to Sohee’s dismay, apparently 3 hours passes by extremely quickly when you’re actually enjoying yourself.  When the time is called and everyone starts packing their belongings Sohee does his best not to be disappointed.  He’s failing terribly at it but then he notices how you linger after you’ve packed your things.  There’s no way you’re actually waiting on him.  When you follow Sohee out of the studio he still thinks it’s a coincidence.  The elevator ride this time around is silent, and when it’s almost at the bottom you speak up.

“We should play together sometime.”  

Sohee’s head snaps up at this and when he looks at you you’re already staring at him, making his heart feel like it’s in his stomach.  Sohee may be a little dense sometimes but he can at least recognize that this is a clear invitation from you, so he leaps at the chance.  

“Do you want to come over Saturday night for Mario Kart?”

The way it takes you less than a second to agree makes Sohee feel a little too cocky for someone who can’t hold eye contact with you for longer than 5 seconds.  He feels like he’s in a daze when you hand him your phone to put in his number.  He only comes to after you say goodbye and there’s a message on his phone.  It’s simple enough, all it reads is ‘y/n’, but he feels like he’s on cloud 9.  

Sohee’s excitement quickly shifts to dread when he realizes that despite the interactions he’s had with you, he still cannot read you at all.  It drives him crazy, the way that you’ve showed him nothing about you.  It’s a stark contrast to how he feels so exposed every time he speaks to you.  It’s like you can see all of him and it plagues his thoughts for the rest of the week.  In the days leading up to Saturday you don’t message him, so he doesn’t message you.  He’s not even sure what he would say, and he doesn’t want to make a fool of himself.  He spends all of Friday cleaning his apartment, making sure everything is spick and span.  He bans his roommate from spending anytime in the common living area until after Saturday.  He even goes out and buys candles for each room, just so it’ll be a little more appealing.  When Saturday comes, he finds himself paying his roommate 40 bucks to fuck off for the evening.  He thinks it’s worth it if it means he’ll have your undivided attention. 

When you’re knocking on his door, he’s a mess of excitement and nerves.  You greet him with a smile and your wide-eyed stare.  Immediately he’s stepping aside to let you in, telling you to make yourself more comfortable.  You toe off your shoes at his front door, making your way further into his living room to see his switch already set up, Mario Kart ready to go.  Sohee thought about having it in his room, but he felt like maybe it would seem a little presumptuous of him.  When you take a seat on his couch, he thinks the sight of you in his living room is something he wants to see forever.  You curl into the blankets left for you, covering your exposed legs, and to Sohee you just look like you belong.  When you catch him staring he rips his eyes away from you and all you can do is smirk to yourself.  He makes sure to leave room between you and him on the couch when he goes to sit and you make a mental note of the distance between you.  

Sohee quickly learns that you’re extremely competitive and way better at mario kart than you let on, and he makes sure you know that.  He almost feels embarrassed about how he boasted that he beats every one of his friends every time, because right now you have won every single round.  You didn’t even fall off the track a single time on rainbow road, making sure to use the drift controls to pad your turns.  When you turn to look at him mid round, you can see how he pouts his lips in concentration and it makes you want to lean over and crowd his space.  As the game proceeds, the volume and familiarity in which the two of you speaks only gets more extreme.  The two of you went from only saying a few words to each other and speaking only when needed to calling the other names and claiming the unfair use of an item.  Sohee even rolled his eyes at you after you called him a loser.  

After winning your 5th cup in a row, Sohee decides it’s time to for a break.  He throws his head back on the couch in frustration as your victory screen plays for the millionth time it feels like.  When you reach out a hand to push on his shoulder at his dramaticism, only then does he notice how close the two of you managed to get throughout the games played.  When he looks between the two of you your legs are nearly touching, with only a few inches of space between the two of you.  He does his best not to seem nervous when he subtly tries to slide away from you, but when you close the space between the two of you he feels like his heart is gonna leap from his chest.  Instead of looking at you, he turns away, avoiding your gaze and playing dumb.  When you place a hand on his knee he feels heat make its way up his spine.  Your delicate fingers glide to the inside of his knee as you open your mouth to speak.  

“You’re really cute Sohee.”  

Finally he’s turning to look at you, and the heaviness in your gaze is enough to floor him.  For once, you are easy to read, the lust obvious in your eyes and in the way your fingers are inching closer to his thigh.  He leans in before you have time to react and kisses you.  It’s brief, just a quick peck and he mostly did it on instinct.  When he sees that he caught you off guard, he feels cockiness starting to set in.  He knows that you’re having fun toying with him at this point, so to be able to catch you off guard even for a moment makes him satisfied.  Your eyes flicker down to his lips and he’s leaning in again, with conviction this time, plush lips slotting against yours.  It takes you no time before your kissing him back, moving your mouth in tandem with his.  He brings a hand to cup your jaw as the kiss intensifies, both of you breathing heavily through your nose.  The way your lips feel against his is so soft, and he can taste the sweetness of your lip balm.  

Your hand creeps up to rest on his inner thigh and Sohee feels his cock jump in his shorts.  He presses his hips forward to indicate that its okay, not wanting to break the kiss he so badly longed for.  When he feels your hand finally touch where he needs you most he moans against your lips and the sound makes you want to devour him whole.  You press your palm against him as you break away from the kiss, trying to catch your breath while simultaneously trying to get a look at his pretty face.  He looks so dazed, his lips are swollen from your kisses with his chest heaving with each breath he takes.  He grinds against your palm and the action makes you rub your thighs together, he’s just so cute.  He can tell the effect he’s having on you and all it does is stroke his ego.  

“Is this turning you on?”  

His voice is a wreck and borders on whiny, but he doesn’t care, not when your pupils look so blown.  You nod your head as you bite your lip, starting to feel restless now, the achiness beginning to be a little too much.  Sohee spreads his legs to give you more room, shamelessly pushing into your hand each time you press down.  He looks at you and he can see you’re practically panting as you watch him.  You pull your hand away, ceasing your movements, obsessed with the way you can see him twitch in his pants.  Sohee realizes then that you’re just as fascinated with him as he is with you.  He guides your hand back down to grip him, but this time he holds it against him.  He looks you in the eyes as he grinds his hips up into your combined hands, moaning into the air as he does so.  He watches the way you cross your legs a little tighter, trying to give yourself something.

He pulls you in for another kiss with his unoccupied hand on the back of your neck.  It’s sloppy and uncoordinated but Sohee doesn’t care, he just needs to be pressed against you.  When you start to whine into his mouth he breaks away to see the reason you sound that way, coming face to face with the sight of you sticking your own hand in your shorts.  He swears he could cum right then and there.  His view is obstructed, and he hates it, he wants to see the exact way you like your clit played with.  The angle is the awkward with how your kneeled next to him on the couch and Sohee gets an idea.  When he pulls your hand away from him, the distressed look on your face makes him want to let you keep going.  Wordlessly, he moves to one end of the couch, sitting so his back is against the arm rest, legs resting on the cushions.  

“Come sit on my lap.”

You think that you would do anything he asked when he sounds that pretty saying it.  Reluctantly, you pull your fingers off your clit and crawl towards him on the couch until your resting against his thighs.  Sohee sees the wet patch against your shorts and lets out a groan, reaching a hand into his own.  He pulls his waistband down just enough to be able to wrap his hand fully around his cock.  You follow his lead, reaching your hand back into your pants to resume your earlier movement, but now you can see all of him.  The room is so hot Sohee thinks he may burn alive, but it would be a good way to go.  Especially when you’re moaning so prettily for him on his lap, touching yourself to him.  

“You’re so pretty y/n”

He means it.  Everything about you draws him in, consuming him with the need to be around you and hear your every thought.  His hand not being used to touch himself rests on your inner thigh, stroking up and down, resisting the urge to touch you exactly where he wants to.  When you start to hump your own hand, Sohee begins to stroke himself faster, matching your movements.  He sees the wet patch on your shorts getting darker and he thinks about how bad he wants to taste you.  When he realizes he can hear how wet you sound even with your shorts still covering you, Sohee thinks he might combust.  Your movements are starting to get jerky, hips kicking involuntarily as you rub yourself faster.

“Sohee ’m gonna cum.”

Your voice is still as sweet and melodic as ever, whines making it sound severely more erotic.  He hears the way you moan his name and thinks that’s the only sound he wants to hear for the rest of his life.  He watches on with boyish fascination as you grind against your hand a few more times, body shaking as you cum.  He takes in how your thighs try and close, your fingers working you through your orgasm, body letting out twitches from above him as you gasp.   You have to put a hand on Sohee’s shoulder to stop yourself from collapsing completely against him.  Hand still once you’re too sensitive.  

Sohee is almost there, he can feel it, his lower stomach tensing as his movements grow faster.  You pull the hand that’s from your pants and swat his hand away, replacing it with your own.  Sohee groans at how warm and wet your hand is, thinking about how you were just using that same hand to play with your pussy.  You flick your wrist quickly, trying to get him there as he whines, squirming from the friction of your hand.  When he finally comes it’s intense and overwhelming, your thumb brushing over the head as he spills all over your hand, his body shuddering as he cries out your name.  You watch on as his whole body shakes and twitches until he's finally had enough, pushing at your hand to stop.  

You both can’t stop staring at each other as you sit there and catch your breath.  Absentmindedly he reaches his clean hand out to trace the features of your face.  You mirror him, starting at his eyebrows and ending at his lips.  You start to giggle and Sohee thinks about how terribly he wanted to hear that sound a few weeks ago and how gratifying it is to hear it now.  He wishes you would let him record it so he could hear it whenever he wanted to.  He looks at you with a smile of his own, letting out a ‘hm?’ Your answer being something he never expected to hear.  

“I think I’m a little obsessed with you.”

The irony is not lost on him.  

[nerdiel-has-no-braincells]

First Date

Featuring Nagi, Isagi, Bachira, Rin, Sae, and Reo with Gn!Reader

Nagi

Has no idea what it means to date since he’s never been interested in the idea thinking it was a hassle to deal with

But when he met you, he realized that just being with you isn’t a hassle at all

He did everything he could to just be near you and keep you company

Little did he know you enjoyed it a lot more than he believed

As time went on, you both became so comfortable with each other’s presence that you naturally sought each other out

You went to every practice and game cheering Nagi and Reo on

Ngl Nagi wanted you to only cheer for him during games

Everywhere either one of you went, the other went with

Nagi’s love languages are touch and quality time so he prefers to always be touching you when he spends time with you

Always insists that you hold hands when you walk anywhere

Even with all of this, it took him a while to confess to you (Reo had to have MANY talks to boost his confidence) and when he did, he was so happy when you said you liked him too. Sweet bb’s ears were red the entire time ❤️

After contemplating, he decided to take you to the arcade so that he can combine two out of three things he loves: games and you

He plays co-op games with you and anything that wasn’t co-op, he had you sit on his lap to include you when it came to racing games and would slouch into your back resting his head on yours for games that require standing

Would win you everything you wanted in crane games

You left with at least two or three bags of stuffed animals of different sizes, your absolute favorite one being an axolotl dressed in a whale shark outfit (a/n my friend won this for me and it’s literally the cutest), which you keep out of the bag so you can hug it with one arm while your other hand is busy holding Nagi’s

Nagi would watch you while you’re hugging the axolotl plush and would smile thinking of how cute you were

After the arcade, he treated you to coffee while buying lemon tea for himself

You were curious how it tasted so before Nagi could offer a taste, you immediately attack by leaning over and taking a sip

The way Nagi’s heart was beating made him believe he was having a heart attack

He would walk you home even though he lived in the opposite direction

After you put the bags of prizes into the hall, you turn to tell Nagi you had a great time but a word didn’t come out because Nagi had placed his hand on your cheek and pressed his lips against yours

It was an awkward first kiss because your teeth crashed into each other, which had you giggling against his lips which he absolutely loved the feel of

Your first kiss together was better than you both could ever imagine. Nagi could kiss you forever if he could

Isagi

Please help this poor boy he’s such a nervous wreck around you

He first noticed you when you decided to join as a manager in his high school’s football team

You were always so kind and beautiful that Isagi fell more in love with your personality and spirit rather than your looks, not that you weren’t physically beautiful

He hadn’t even realized you two were in the same class literally 5 seats away from each other

And when he noticed this the poor boy kept stealing glances at you every chance he could, which you knew because you also stole glances at him

He has the biggest crush on you and he couldn’t form a sentence around you, which you found cute

One day while you were both on cleaning duty, his nerves got the better of him and he ended up yelling his confession to you while looking down to hide how red his face was

After a moment of silence due to the suddenly loud confession, you giggled. You walked over to him and gently lifted his head so he could look at you

Face still red out of both love and embarrassment, he felt like his heart could burst out of his chest when you confessed your feelings right back to him

You decided to go on a date that day after practice

Your first date was simple, walking hand in hand to a takoyaki stand and munching on your treat while talking and joking around as he walked you home

It was such a simple date, but just being together was what made it a perfect first date for you both

As soon as he walks you to his doorstep, he overthinks on whether he should kiss you or not and ends up thinking that it would be better to wait so he turns to leave

You stop him by grabbing his uniform jacket, which surprises him

He starts to ask what was wrong only to be silenced by the feel of you pressing your lips against his

He immediately leans into your kiss, wrapping his arms around your waist while your arms wrap around his neck

When you both pull away, both of you are blushing, which you both notice when you stare into each other’s eyes

Isagi has the biggest smile on his face as his eyes soften and is sparkling

Gives you another kiss before resting his forehead against yours to tell you goodnight

You lean into his forehead and tell him the same before you both begrudgingly let go and disappear into your home

Isagi being the lovable dork that he is waits until your door shuts before jumping and throwing his fists in the air

Little did he know you saw the entire thing through your window. He truly was so cute

Bachira

Being the outcast in school, he never believed anyone would like him

He had the biggest crush on you though, but due to his insecurities he kept those feelings to himself

In fact, it was you who confessed first. You had noticed him before playing football by himself while having the biggest grin on his face and that made you swoon like none other

So when you asked Bachira to meet you in the stairwell after school, he thought he did something wrong to upset you and wanted to tell him to stop being creepy with his staring

Boy when you confessed to him, he was dumbstruck for a second. It wasn’t what he expected at all

Seeing how earnest you were with your confession, his heart filled with so much love and that grin you fell for appeared on his face as he confessed to you as well

This made your face go red. You didn’t expect him to reciprocate your feelings!

Unable to contain his love and excitement, he hugged you so tightly. You wrapped your arms around him as your heart filled with so much love

Your first date happened on a weekend, which Bachira brought you to his home so you both could paint together

When you met his mother, your heart felt like it was going to pop out of your chest you were so nervous

His mother was beautiful and she immediately hugged you. She was so happy to hear that Bachira had found someone who liked him for him

You didn’t expect to meet your favorite artist so you end up freezing. You didn’t put two and two together when you started to notice Bachira

Whining, Bachira complained while holding your hand that his mom was taking all of your attention while pouting. It was the cutest expression you’ve ever seen from him and your eyes sparkled

Laughing, his mom let go of you and told you to have fun since she had errands to do and supplies to buy

Bachira took you to the art room where he paints, which was a different room than where his mom paints

Putting two canvases up, he suggested that you paint something you found beautiful

Unbeknownst to you, Bachira was painting you while you were painting him

After finishing your paintings hours later and revealing them to each other, you both didn’t realize you were painting the other

When Bachira saw his painting of you, his heart skipped several beats. He ended up dropping the canvas and ran to you, pulling you into a kiss, which you happily leaned into

He hugged you so tightly while you kissed to get you as close to him as you could and you loved every second of it

When he pulled away, you chased after him and kissed him again, your heart so full of just as much love as his

You knew you chose well when it came to crushes. He had exceeded your expectations and you fell hopelessly in love and Bachira felt the same

Finally pulling away from each other, you laid your head on his chest, listening to the sound of his heart racing and you smiled knowing that it wasn’t just you whose heart was racing

Once his mom came home, she caught you two hugging each other and she ended up running in to join

Both you and Bachira ended up laughing

After staying for dinner, Bachira walked you home, holding your hand

Once you got to your doorstep, you looked up at him to find that he was staring at you while smiling. You noticed that his eyes had glossed over, full of adoration and love

You gently held his cheeks and pulled him into you for a kiss. You were already addicted to his lips and could kiss him forever

He leaned into you, wrapping his arms around you. Little did you know he felt the same

Saying your goodbyes, he watches you close the door and ends up grinning to himself. He felt so lucky being given the opportunity to date you

Once he’s home, he texts you with a question that you didn’t expect to receive:

Meguru ❤️: Hey (Y/N) when we’re in school do you want me to keep away from you? I don’t want to ruin your reputation :((

(Y/N): What?! No! I’m not going to hide you from anyone. We’re dating and if anyone has a problem with it they can take it up with me! ):<

(Y/N): I will literally fight them

Bachira giggled at your text. He knew he was an outcast and you had plenty of friends in school. He was worried he would tarnish that so seeing your response filled him with glee

The next day at school, when your friends watched you and Bachira walk to class hand in hand, hugging when you had to go to your separate classes, you were bombarded

True to your word, you ended up lecturing your friends and anyone who listened shaming them for treating Bachira like an outcast just for being different when everyone is different from each other

Everyone fell silent and little did you and Bachira know, the lecture was spread around the school and Bachira ended up being talked to by others trying to get to know him and apologizing to him

He knew you kept your word and the feeling made his heart full

Rin

Mr. Stoic here never believed he would find love since his focus was on football and becoming better than his brother

Literally bumping into you changed that as you were reading while walking and he was looking at his phone

He ended up catching you so you wouldn’t fall and ended up staring into your eyes

He wanted to ask if you were ok but what came out of his mouth was “Watch where you’re going. You’re going to die reading and walking.”

What he didn’t expect was you giggling and thanking him, picking up the book you dropped

Ron noticed it was his favorite horror book that you were reading and his eyes widened a bit before going back to his emotionless expression

Nervous, he asked if you also liked horror, which to his surprise, you said yes with sparkling eyes

You ended up going on a rant about the best horror directors and books, which Rin argued with

During the argument, Rin ended up blurting out “I’ll make you eat those words. Come over to my place on the weekend and I’ll show you the best horror directors and authors!” before storming off

It took a bit for him to realize he just asked you out and his cheeks and ears turned red

You yelled after him “I don’t even know where you live!”

Rin about faced and stormed back to you, holding out his phone for you to exchange numbers, looking away with a blush still on his face

You giggled and held yours out as well, both of your phones connecting to each other and sharing your profile and number with each other

After hearing the beep, Rin stormed away once again

Later that night while you were doing your homework, your phone pinged to let you know that you received a text from Rin:

Rin Itoshi: {address}

Rin Itoshi: 2pm Sunday. Don’t be late

Chuckling over the abrupt texts, you responded

(Y/N): So serious! You must be determined to prove me wrong ;P

How dare you? Rin thought, his face bright red, not even bothering to answer

He kept glancing at his phone though, getting restless before he picked up his phone again and responded:

Rin Itoshi: Prepare to eat your words

(Y/N): Prepare to eat yours!

Rin’s lips pulled up into a smile as he chuckled. Then he stopped

Rin? Smile? Laugh?

What was going on with him? Rin felt his face flush as his heart skipped a beat.

Sunday came around and as Rin expected, you arrived at 2pm on the dot, holding a bag of snacks, movies, and books to share

“Let’s get started!” You said, grinning. Rin felt his ears get hot and he ended up pushing his hair away, trying to hide his ears from you

As Rin led you to his room to watch movies, you started with Rin’s favorite movie, The Shining

And let me tell you, it was secretly one of your favorite movies but you weren’t about to admit that to him. This was a competition and you weren’t about to let him win

Afterwards, you would watch a movie you recommend and would switch between his and your recommendations

Rin actually enjoyed the ones you chose, but his competitive nature, he wasn’t going to admit that

Both of you were so determined to defeat each other that you ended up having fun somehow?

Both of you were ribbing the other’s movie choice even though you both loved each other’s choices

It was you who broke first when the last of the movie was played and you muttered how Rin had chosen some great movies

Unfortunately Rin heard you and teased you about it to no end

You puffed your cheeks and pouted at his teasing, pretending to be upset, which just made him laugh

His laughter literally surprised you and you looked at him with wide eyes. He looked so beautiful with a natural smile and laugh and it made your cheeks turn pink

The stoic Rin laughing? You never thought this day would come

Rin tilted his head and looked at you wondering if he did actually upset you with his teasing until he saw your cheeks were pink

This literally shocked him and he ended up looking away, his cheeks and ears turning the same shade of pink

Only this time you noticed and it made your heart skip a beat

After you both regained your composure, you went on to exchange books with each other

Eventually, it was time for you to go home and Rin’s mom “forced” him to walk you home, carrying the bag of books he exchanged with you

The entire walk home, you both talked about the parts you liked in each movie. Because you were having so much fun, the walk was quick. Too quick

As you stood at your doorstep, you thanked Rin for showing you a great time and for walking you home to which he just hummed with a nod before turning and walking away

Gathering up the courage, you chased after him immediately, calling out to him

He stopped and turned in time for you to lean up and kiss his cheek before running back to your home, not even stopping until you were inside with the door shut

Rin was flabbergasted as he touched the cheek you kissed, still feeling your lips. This time, his entire face turned red and he continued his walk home, his heart racing a mile a minute

Meanwhile you were in your room with the door shut, sitting on the ground against it with your hands covering your bright red face

You felt your phone vibrate and you pulled it out to see a text from Rin:

Rin Itoshi: You better watch out. I’ll make you pay for this by paying this back ten-fold

Your face ended up turning an ever deeper shade of red as you internally scream

Sae

The eldest Mr. Stoic

You were the manager for the team in Spain and the day he noticed you was the day his life changed forever

Not to be dramatic but FOREVER

He didn’t have any interest in others, especially after moving to Spain and realizing the difference between him and his teammates, causing him to want to change his position to midfielder

You were the new manager as the other one quit and to say you were the most beautiful thing Sae had ever seen was an understatement but you were the most beautiful person he’d ever seen

After practice, you walked up to Sae as he was drinking his water to hand him a towel to wipe the sweat off his face with a sweet smile

Sae’s eyes widened a bit before looking away with a blush on his face while muttering a “Thank you”

Afterwards, you went on to bring towels to the rest of the team, which bothered Sae

After a few weeks of his crush developing, he decided to finally admit it to you

After a game with you cheering them on, Sae had played better than before due to your cheers and it ended with them winning

You were there with drinks and towels, handing them out, Sae was first just so he could be the first one to touch you as he took the water bottle and towel

As soon as one of his teammates did the same while complimenting you saying they won thanks to her cheers, let me tell you Sae’s teal eyes turned a shade of green as he stormed towards you, shoving the towels in your hands to the assistant coach before grabbing you by the hand and pulling you away into the hall leading to the locker room

He ended up pinning you against the wall, the stereotypical forearm against the wall as he looked down at you

Let me tell you the way you looked up at him with those beautiful (e/c) eyes made him weak. He wanted to kiss you right then and there but controlled himself

You patiently waited for him to speak, tilting your head to the side a bit

Sae just stared at you, once again gathering the courage to confess

“Is everything ok Sae?” you finally asked, bringing the towel around his shoulders to wipe some sweat off of his face

That’s when Sae lost it

He grabbed the hand that was holding the towel and pulled you towards him, his lips connecting with yours

What he didn’t expect though was you immediately leaning into the kiss

Once he pulls away, he keeps his face close to you, only a breath away

“Don’t let any other man touch you. You’re mine.” Sae growled

Literally he just made your knees shake with that growl

After that, he properly asks you on a date after being teased constantly by his team

Your first date included a walk on the beach hand in hand

You were on the hunt for tide pools as you loved them and the life inside them

Sae, who questions your search, discovers why you love them when you finally found one

The aquatic life that included starfish, sea anemones, clown fish, and other life forms fascinated Sae

You wanted to take a picture together in front of the tide pool and he happily obliged

Ended up asking someone to take a photo of you two and include the tide pool

He hugs you from behind as you smile for the camera

Unbeknownst to you until Sae sends you the photo, he was looking at you with adoration in the picture

After that, you both ended up taking lots of pictures of tide pools, each other, and the two of you together

Sae absolutely asks for matching lock screens to which you happily agree with

You finish the date with dinner at a fancy restaurant that overlooked the ocean you were just visiting

As Sae drove you home, you both spoke each other’s ear off. You’ve never heard Sae talk this much as he usually kept to himself

Sae wanting to be a gentleman opened the car door for you and walked you up to your doorstep

Held your hand and looked you in the eyes. Sae thanked you for agreeing to go on a date with him

You smiled and told him that you would have gone on a million dates with him if he had asked sooner

It took Sae a bit to realize that you were confessing to him, which once he realized it, his cheeks turned red, causing you to laugh

Muttering, Sae placed his hands on your cheeks and quieted your laughter with a kiss, which you leaned into as you placed your hands on Sae’s

Reo

You know it we all know it but this mf is popular

Unfortunately you’re not and while you’ve crushed on him for a while but due to your insecurities, you never tried to approach him

But Reo noticed you

You were the most beautiful person he had ever laid his eyes on

Like that one line from Terrible Things by Mayday Parade “The most beautiful woman that I’ve ever seen” Yeah that’s you but you know, gn

He’s been wanting to talk to you, but nerves and being surrounded prevents him from doing so

However, he has a plan and he uses his bestie Nagi

Nagi ends up approaching you and asks you to meet him behind the gym

While you were friends with Nagi, you had no idea why he wanted you to meet there

So when you went to the gym only to see Reo, it all made sense and your ears ended up turning red at the tip

Reo noticed this and a blush appeared on his cheeks over how cute you were

There was an awkward silence for maybe 2 minutes before you both attempted to speak only for you both to apologize and tell the other they could speak first ending in another awkward silence

What finally broke the silence was you giggling at what just happened and I swear Reo heard heaven’s bells he was so in love with your laughter

This ended up giving him the courage he needed to confess

It throws you off guard because you think yourself ‘why?’

Reo blinks because he didn’t expect you to ask that

Oh crap was that out loud?

Reo ends up chuckling and lists the reasons why he likes you showing that he really had paid attention to you

Your cheeks matched the tip of your ears as you meekly answered his confession with your own

Now it was Reo’s turn to be surprised. He did not expect you to feel the same

He ended up bringing his hand up to his face and laughing saying he was glad they both felt the same

He took your hands in his and asked you out

Knowing how Reo was raised, he wants to take you to a fancy restaurant. Like one of those ones where formal attire is mandatory

You somehow ended up talking him out of it explaining that you didn’t like him for his money but because when you first saw him was during a game and you thought he looked so cool with his passes to Nagi

After that game, you ended up noticing him more and more, eventually learning more about him (with Nagi’s help) which only deepened your interest into a full on crush

Boy let me tell you his entire face and neck turned red before hiding his face with his hands screeching to not look at him when you try to reach out to him and ask what was wrong

You gently pulled his hands away to give him a kiss on the cheek because of how cute he was acting

This man could faint if he wanted to

You suggest going to a food truck and taking a walk in the park to which he happily agreed to if that was what you wanted to do

For the first time really, he learned that not everyone expects him to buy them gifts or splurge on them and with this being your first suggestion for a date made him fall more

He has a bit of a way to go but he’ll get there with your help

You ended up getting hot dogs and walk around in a botanical garden you found hand in hand never letting go of each other

You both ended up taking selfies together, which Reo sends to Nagi to gloat about how well the date is going (not that Nagi cares that much except that Reo is happy)

You and Reo had so much fun together that the day passed by so quickly

Reo wanted to have his driver drive you home, which you kindly rejected because you lived close by and could walk

So of course Reo offered to walk you home instead to which you happily agreed because come on, you get to spend more time with the guy walking than riding in a car

Your hands naturally found each other’s as you walked to your home, talking about places you’d both like to go with each other in the future

Reo plans to take you to every single place you just don’t know it yet

As soon as you reach your door, Reo pulls you in to a hug, pressing kisses to the top of your head, your forehead, nose, and your lips

You smiled into the kiss

When you parted and said your good nights, you go into your house fully believed this was a dream until Reo texted you thanking you for the wonderful date

Your heart swelled so much and you ended up throwing yourself backwards on your bed, holding your phone against your chest thinking of everything that happened the past few months

Reo honestly did the same and ended up saving your name in his phone as My ❤️

I’ve literally been working on this all day due to events that required me to drive but it’s DONE. Some are longer than the others and I deeply regret that with every fiber of my being which will haunt me for the rest of my days because Nagi is my absolute favorite

Blue Lock is owned by Muneyuki Kaneshiro and Yusuke Nomura

[rypnami]

Yule Ball Headcanons

part 2 of this post for @leaping-toadstool-caps / @thats-a-mushroom ‘s yule ball thingie. thanks again for this idea! i'm having quite a bit of fun ehehe.

Phillip

nervous wreck. he put on about a gallon too much of cologne, but he's glad he did because it'll cover up the fact that he's sweating like hell

instant nosebleed when he sees odysseus. my silly little loverboy

sweaty palms sweaty palms this boy has SWEATY PALMS

constantly worrying that he's going to step on someone's feet, even though he's definitely the most coordinated out of his siblings (most likely to stomp someone's feet is definitely leander dont @ me)

has a flask of firewhisky on him (for him and ody to share ofc) but ends up needing to give some to leander, who looks like he's going to faint where he stands (don't tell their mum)

ends up drinking a biiiit too much, but he's a fun drunk tbh. lots of dancing and giggling.

Callum

another nervous wreck. he's almost sick twice in the hours leading up to it and nearly doesn't go at all

debates if he should wear his glasses or not. ends up wearing them because, well... he'd like to be able to see his date lol

fixing his clothes CONSTANTLY. NO wrinkles to be seen EVER. he has compulsory anxiety poor bb

he taps his foot when he's anxious and so he's tapping it like the entire time the ball is happening. covers it up by saying he's tapping it to the music

date will not go without ANYTHING. thirsty? he'll run and grab a butterbeer for her. hungry? he has an entire assortment of snacks ready to go. pathological people pleaser indeed

Leander

feels like a dork in his outfit (actually looks great bc of course he does)

very embarrassed about the fact that he was too shy to ask his crush to go with him, even more embarrassed that phillip is making him go without a date

'do i have to talk to people'

would rather be in the corner eating chocolate frogs than have everyone notice he's alone

will EVENTUALLY get the courage to ask his crush to dance at the end of the night and almost explodes when they accept (ykyk)

was super anxious about looking like a fool even though for the weeks leading up to the ball he was learning how to dance (and yes asked his mum to teach him)

gets a kiss as the dance ends, almost dies on the spot (and continuously replays the memory for DAYS after)

[captainsophiestark]

Fall 2024 Fic Recs

Here's a list of all the awesome stuff I got to read this fall! I didn't manage to read as much as I wanted to, but the things I did get to read, I absolutely loved. Go check these out and give the authors some love! Fics under the cut!

Agent Carter

Jack Thompson x Reader

What Are The Odds? by @ghostofskywalker

When Jack travels out to LA to assist on a case, he certainly doesn't expect that the person he meets the night before would also be part of the SSR.

Untitled by @writeroutoftime

like a work rivals to lovers au where you run into jack and his family out and he has to awkwardly introduce the two of you? idk i just love socially awkward jack i think its so cute

Undercover Feelings by @writeroutoftime

you and jack don't like each other in the slightest. but when an undercover mission throws the two of you together, what will become of your relationship?

Bridgerton

Anthony Bridgerton x Reader

Untitled by @auroracalisto

short fic between anthony and a poor reader using the line: "i beg you to stay, just 'til tomorrow."

The Hunger Games

Katniss Everdeen x Reader

A Moment's Reprieve by @ghostofskywalker

Your first gala after winning the Games is overwhelming. Katniss is there for you, and not just because the Capitol thinks you're in love.

Merlin

Arthur Pendragon x Reader

snowball fights by @writeroutoftime

you, arthur, merlin, and the knights are walking in the courtyard when a snowball fight breaks out

Marvel

Clint Barton x Reader

Sweet & Oblivious by @ghostofskywalker

Too nervous to act on your feelings towards your teammate, you've taken to leaving sweets in his room as a secret admirer. This time though, he's caught you red handed.

Loki x Reader

Landslide by @girl-next-door-writes

After a brutal mission leaves you battered and bruised, Loki’s protective side flares up as he confronts Tony for putting you at risk. Amidst the tension, Loki’s fear of losing you surfaces, and he reminds you just how much you mean to him.

Wanda Maximoff x Reader

'Tis The Season by @ghostofskywalker

How early is too early to start putting up Halloween decorations? According to your girlfriend, never.

Star Wars

Captain Rex x Reader

May I Have This Dance? by @ghostofskywalker

Working as a bodyguard for the heir to a distant planet's throne was not something Rex had ever trained for, and neither was falling for the princess he had sworn to protect.

Commander Fox

The Surprising Side Effects of New Bacta by @ghostofskywalker

When the Republic sends you a new type of bacta, you realize it has some pretty strong side effects, including the ability to make the ever-stoic Commander Fox mindlessly confess his feelings to you.

Poe Dameron

Droid Diagnostics by @ghostofskywalker

When BB-8 visits your workshop for a check-up, you finally get to meet the person that your favorite droid spends a lot of time telling you about.

Crossover

Jedi!Peggy Carter x Reader

rival (n.) by @ghostofskywalker

rival (noun): one who attempts to equal or surpass another, or who pursues the same object as another; a competitor.

[rafescvntyclubgf]

experiencing writers block and would love some ideas!!

Hi bb!! Happy NYE!

Oh nooo writer’s block is the worst!!! I’m so sorry.

Yes! I have a few different things that I do personally.

1 - and honestly I think this one is the easiest… There are a ton of readers on here that have some really, really good fic ideas. I’m sure you’ve already made a post but putting something out there can get you a few different ideas and maybe one will excite you.

2 - reading some stories from other fandoms that interest you in your free time. I feel like it opens up a different part of my brain. Idk. This helps me for some reason.

3 - browsing TikTok or watching a new show and basing a story off a scene. I had never written cowboy!rafe before so I was a little nervous. I remembered this TikTok edit that I loved and I watched that as inspo and leaned into that for a the “vibe” of that scene and it got me really excited overall.

4 - choosing one of your favorite pairings, going on Pinterest, and finding a prompt. Once you do that, you can kind of think of how that couple would act in that given situation and the see if you can think of a storyline based off of that.

For example: College!Hockey Rafe x Reader

Writing prompt: Family relationships

For Rafe, it’s obviously poor. Maybe the readers is a sweetheart and she catches Rafe after the game leaving by himself while everyone else talks to their friends and family. What would happen after that?

5 - rewriting scenes is also fun. Exchanging him for a lead character in a move or a TV show that you really like. For example, I am going to do a one shot where Rafe plays the Salesman in Squid Games. Then taking one of those scenes and taking a few of the elements to change it into a one shot.

7 - music. This is also a pretty easy one. If you go on Spotify you can search for Rafecore playlists or, just find some of your favorite songs. Listen to the lyrics and see if any of them inspire you whether it be a storyline or a vibe. If you go onto Google you can even do a deep dive on the lyrics and the meaning behind it and this to yourself what your pairing would do in that given situation. Obviously giving credit to the artist of course but I feel like readers really like when you base your work off music because a lot of the time they are framiliar with the song themselves and they can pick up on the nuances or if you slip a lyric in there.

8 - Piggy backing off a story that really inspired you or you enjoyed. I’m doing this right now with my PopStar!Reader and Bodyguard!Rafe. How would they act on NYE? What situation could I put them in? I just thought about what was going on tonight -> New Years Rockin’ Eve. What drama could happen there? -> Maybe she could be performing with a past client of his. What drama would that cause?

9 - Lastly, writing the reader into scenes within the show itself. What is a scene that you think the Pate’s could have expanded? What do you wish they would have done differently? What would Rafe have acted like if the reader was there? What would it have been like if Rafe came home to the reader after that night?

I hope that helps!

[moony-ghoul]

ghoul road trip yea cool ant needs to piss but they’re too nervous and shy to speak up cause they already asked to pull over to piss like 30 minutes ago but baby got small bladder and loves their juice whatever and dews sitting next to them and cause he’s him he already knows what’s going on and he’s being an asshole about it like non stop teasing whispering and cause ants ant they obviously get a boner and once dew notices ants fucked dew double downs sooo hard and ant pisses themself and they’re whimpering and moaning and everyone else notices and they’re like oh nooo poor bb why didn’t you say anything it’s okay and ants mind is goin wild cause they don’t know if it’s dews bullying or the humiliation from pissing themself or everyone cooing over them but they’re ready to blow and their pants are already wet so it’s not like anyone would notice right? and well a bj is dews version of an apology

[foundfam2754]

S17e7 live reactions!

spoilers...obviously

am i the only one who's always nervous before a new episode? i just might too invested in this show after all

i have avoided spoilers all day, let's do this thing

why hasn't this FBI director ever come back into the storyline? i feel like it means a big twist might come back in the season finale...

is this unsub connected to gold star???

oh my god his skin jfc

man you know the quiet unsubs are the scariest

WHAT THE FUCK HIS SKULL

this guy is just saying what he needs to isn't he to get out

holy crap okay what a start to this episode

i'm closing my eyes omg

how do you even build something like that in your apartment - WITHOUT getting hurt

OMG WHAT. THE. FUCK. holy crap aisha did you direct this to scare the bejeesus out of me THAT IS HIS ACTUAL SKULL

OH I JUST SAW FELICITY'S NAME COME UP - welcome, dr. jill gideon!!

damn damn damn PG's outfits this ep!! damn

where are tara and dave? and tyler? and everyone else lol

wait also is my favorite friendship group - penelope, her best friends, and her boyfriend

HAHA emily, poor tyler

ok I kinda love tyler the profiler

"flex" lol why did that sound so wrong coming out of paget's mouth

"mr. sensitive" lol buddy's getting hit left and right

i feel like....that's not a lot of files for 4 years

anyone getting "don't 'Emily' me" vibes

not sure you can say that dave - emily "died", and you were buried underground

lol "that's adorable!"

"i don't have asthma" "you will in a minute" lmao i love their friendship

that's an incredible shot omg (of them turned back from each other, holding hands in bed)

okay as a psych major, this whitepaper stuff is really intellectually interesting

OH THE STARE TO MR GREEN

"of course I am, but not with this" lol i love chaotic emily

"Garcia" ah so he's not so in love anymore is he

aww i never really connected with gideon, but I do miss him <3

EMILY YOU WERE FORBIDDEN

aww road trip!

ergh... smarmy lawyer

elias does love a good contingency

man sicarius is a good profiler

holy crap elias you are straight up horrifyingly evil

"polite. nonviolent" lol i love how funny this season is

YOU ARE NOT FRIENDS YOU LOVE HIM HE LOVES YOU PENELOPE YOU ARE KILLING ME

also don't tell me "it's why you and i are finally friends" ISN'T flirting

"thanks, friend!" "you're welcome, friend!" okay they are straight up flirting, listen to the tone, her facial expression, his facial expression, THEY ARE FLIRTING

also calm down kids, jj's right there

"how's hotch?" "what about derek morgan?" "spencer?" lol they're really honing in that our bois are gone :(

AW BB JASON IN THE CORNER IN THE PHOTO FRAME

oh there's a difference between fiancé and fianceé? i didn't think there was

"has a goatee he thinks makes him look very distinguished" lmao

oh my god he slept with her didn't he

HOW WERE GIDEON AND HE FRIENDS AFTER THAT

lol rossi was such a player

HAHA omg EMILY YOU ARE SO BAD. i love how chaotic she's being

why do i have a feeling emma may be a figment of his imagination?

sir, she's bleeding

damn luke's so hot as he's profiling

WHAT? Okay I did not see that coming

BRO I KNEW IT EMMA'S A FIGMENT

luke and the megaphone!! i repeat, luke and the megaphone!!

lol i just realized this show is always sending luke and jj into very dangerous situations

wait this ep is so good man, the plot's amazing and heartbreaking at the same time, we got garvez nuggets, em's hilarious, and aisha's directing is goddamn incredible

NO WAY, THERE'S ANOTHER KIT?

elias is such a good villain, damn

lawyer man, maybe listen to the scary man? don't open it?

and as jill walks in, we continue the trend in this show of david rossi's ex-girlfriends showing up years later to shock him (oh god they’re gonna get married, aren’t they)

tara and luke be like "who's this lady?"

OKAY I'M SO EXCITED FOR NEXT WEEK LFG