#shelly windbreaker

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⌕ wind breaker webtoon - shelly.

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windbreaker characters & their possible love trope (part 1)

warnings : no in general, maybe a ooc, but its my point of view, fluff

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Dom - arranged marrige. we take into account the fact that Dom is the heir of the yakuza. His father had long dreamed of the idea of uniting the two clans to expand the business, strengthen the position, and in general he was very close with the head of another clan, you know the type of male friendship when they brag about who has the coolest car and everything like that. (for about the same reason, you and Dom have an age difference of a couple of months) In general, when you were born, your fathers did not immediately decide that this would be a planned marriage, they still wanted freedom of choice for their children, but the two old men were too fascinated when you and Dom played together in the sandbox, or you two shared toys, and overall you got along great as babies. But as the years passed, interests changed, and from about 2-3 grades you began to have a "crisis in relationships", Dom were more interested in the "boyish" things, you in turn discovered the Internet and the charms of fictional characters (real footage of all of us). Therefore, your communication has gone from about infantile sympathy to childish antipathy when boys say "eeew girls, im not interested in them" and to the complete cessation of communication over the years. Well, your fathers also almost lost hope, trying to try on two fifth graders at holiday feasts, but everything ended up making faces at each other, and Dom’s first showed middle finger and yours first obscene phrases in response to him (later you both received a cradle from your parents) but the decision had already been made, and so everyone decided to just wait.

In fact, everything happened spontaneously. As it happens, girls grow faster, and there were no exceptions with you. So since you saw each other less often, Dom did not immediately recognize you, and of course refused to admit to himself that he liked you, and he decided to shove this sympathy away. A couple more years have passed, and you again super accidentally (no) met at one of your parents' clubs. This time it was your turn not to recognize Dom. And when you realized in the morning whose house you were in, you were shocked. So it tooks you two another 1-2 years to actually accept that planned things needed to be done and the idea of marriage in the first place wasn’t that bad.

Owen - forbidden love/ rivals/ competitors. While you honestly believed that your boiling hate for each other was mutual, Owen found it quite cute and intriguing how each time you trying to compete with him and how mad you get if you lose or if he jokingly flirts with you. Of course, he found you quite an interesting opponent, but you attracted him more as a girl, although it was still difficult because of your rival teams, and as Camila once told him when she noticed how he was staring at you at another training session, where he came intentionally before the rest of the Light Cavalry participants, "This won't be good for the image of our team." Usually you see him in training center, when your team finishes training, or when you wait for Light Cavalry to finish, or on the competitions and it always ends with your threatenings to his life or his bike. Of course you didn’t mean it so serious, it was kinda like tradition - he always so nice and jokes around while you all loud and screaming at him for his flirting lines.

Usually, you two never see each other somewhere in the city or on the streets, apparently you lived in different areas and everyday affairs were too different from each other, but somehow, now, almost at 11 pm, you look at each other in surprise, standing in the park, where both of you came to practice and free your heads from burdened thoughts. Owen wanted to break the awkward silence by greeting you, but you beat him to it by sternly asking “What are you doing here?” He smiled softly and running his hand through his hair, as he replied “I came here just to clear my head before sleep, shortcake. I hadn’t any intentions to interrupt you.” And looking up at you again, he smiled so sweetly, in his usual manner. You clicked irritably and went to meet him, “Then, since you're already here, let's have a race, and the loser is looking for another park, deal?” Again, she frowned so sweetly at her eyebrows, just the very seriousness - Owen thought to himself looking down at you from his height. Like all the smartest, the idea was certainly not bad, you even thought at the moment that you were about to win, because the agreed finish was already around the corner, when suddenly Owen jumped out from behind you and did a risky trick that allowed him to get ahead. But unfortunately, either out of surprise or confusion, you lost control and collapsed almost at the finish line. Your speed was decent, and your knees, shoulders and arms had a hard time now, all bleeding. Slowly rising from the ground, you felt such resentment and at the same time anger, either at yourself or at Owen. And all such a seething feeling of resentment, because of such a small mistake, to lose at the very finish, overwhelmed you with your head, and flowed out with tears from your eyes. You sat down by your fallen bike, hugged your bleeding knees and buried your forehead in them letting yourself cry. Suddenly you felt someone stroking your head and sitting down next to you, putting his hands on your shoulders. Looking up, as you expected, you saw Owen, and shrugged your shoulders and squeal at him “Get the fuck away from me! I don’t need your pity and help!” “Hey, hey, easy shortcake, im not a monster to let girl, who is also injured, be alone in park at night.” He tried to take you by the shoulders again. “I said get away!” You clearly didn’t planned to stop crying, and Owen understood that you’ll have a tantrum in a moment, so he decided to ignore your screams and pulled you closer, already hugging you completely. Of course, you didn't appreciate this gesture, you started pounding him in the chest with your fists, shouting for him to let go, for you to try again, that this time you would definitely defeat him and in general how much you dislike him. And Owen just held you tight, and let your screams and crying be drowned out in his sweater. After a couple of minutes, you were just crying into his chest while he pulled you closer, sat you down between his legs and just gently stroked your back.

When you finally calmed down and raised your tear-stained, red eyes to him, Owen gently put his hand on your cheek and quietly asked, “Well, have you calmed down? Will you let me help you now, shortcake?” taking a confused look away from him and blushing, you said, “If anyone finds out about this, you're finished, got it?” Owen laughed loudly and pulled you closer to him, and dropping his free hand on your cheek, gently kissed you.

Harry - hate/love or sunny/grumpy. Even ignoring the fact that you’ve been in the same team, he somehow never liked you. Honestly, he didnt even know the reason. You had such a bright personality, always nice to people around and guys in team,but still defended your interests and borders when it was necessary. Harry just couldn’t stand you. In his eyes you were quite ideal, he even accepted that you were kinda powerful at cycling. But most blood boiling fact about you were that Harry knew perfectly - he had a thing for you, but he decided for himself to hide it under mask of indifference and disinterest, because come on, feelings make you weak (such a men moment)

But the other thing about you that Harry absolutely couldn’t stand - is your tears. He saw it only twice, once when it was your first year with the Light Cavalry, the team came to wish you a happy birthday right at 12 a.m., and you burst into tears from the joy and sweetness of this act of attention. And the other time was when Harry himself brought you to tears, because you chewed his brains all day. He think that sometimes you have a bad habit activated, walking around and teasing him all day, offering to compete in something, and just dripping on his brain, because you probably have a pleasure to bring him to a white heat. And when he couldn't stand it one more time, he turned sharply at you and barked - "Are you a complete idiot? I think I told you to fuck off from me, leave me alone and go fuck someone else's brains out. How many times can I tell you, I don't intend to compete with someone like you," - and Harry took care to squeeze the word "like" like poison into your mind. And fortunately for him, as he convinced himself, you stopped bothering him after that time and resorted to communicating with him only in the most necessary cases. So for the first few days he liked how you avoided him, but after a week and a half of your absence from his daily life, he began to feel sad and guilty for being harsh with you... But wasn’t it your own fault!? That's right, it was your fault. But didn't he like your attention? Wasn't he warmed by the rays of your warmth?.. Damn, all these thoughts were difficult for Harry, and he did it easier - he left training earlier, stopped by the store on the way, bought a random gift that reminded him of you, went to your house and waited for you at the entrance to the house. To say less, you were shocked when you saw him near the building were you live, but decided to act all cool and just to pass by. He didn’t let you. Harry grabbed your elbow, but you tried to pull away, he turned you around to face him and grabbed your other elbow. “Let me go, you creep!!” You could feel how tears forming in your eyes. You didn’t understand why he even came here, he supposed to be in other place, he supposed to hate you, he supposed… “For the fuck sake just shut up and take it.” He handed you a gift. You were confused and looked up at him with an obvious question “why?” in your pretty eyes. Harry clicked tongue, left your elbows and started to walk away. When you softly mumbled “Thank you” he turned around and quickly closing the distance, he awkwardly hugged you. For the first few seconds you freaked out, but gave up and hugged him back and mumbled "You idiot" in his hoodie. Harry chuckled at your comment and squeezed your back harder "At least im not a crybaby as someone". He got a reminder that you can kick his knees pretty hard.

Hwangyeon - school crush. You were quite popular girl from his class - moderately smart, kind, but not enough to take advantage of your kindness, beautiful and friendly person in general. The fact that Hwang tried to get your attention by his money flex, “cool” - as he thought - actions towards other people in school, where so obvious, as the fact that he liked you. But you weren’t impressed by his shitty personality and usually you treated him coldly or mocked him about he is trying to assert himself at the expense of others. Was he mad at you for that? No, of course, he melted like butter in a hot frying pan from every second of your attention, and bragging to his boys that you two had “conversation”.

Actually his friends, everyone around and mainly Sangho were tired of Hwang’s whinings at home and he told him what to do. So here he is, standing in doors of your class begging you to help him with his english class. Since he asked you nicely and promised not to mock students as long as you help him, you agreed to tutor him for some topics that he couldn’t understand. So with time you two became a little bit closer and you even been in his place and know Hwang’s siblings. (both of them thought that he is paying you to be his friend*) In the midst of one of these preparations Hwangyeon was whining about how he didn’t understand anything and probably won’t pass this exam. You hated the fact that he was giving up fast and easy, but luckily you knew how to motivate this guy. In a second, you grabbed his cheeks with both hands, turned his head towards you and said “Listen, we’ve been preparing for this for so long and you gonna drop everything because of small misunderstanding? I already wanted to take you out for ice cream if you wrote this test better than the guy who sits behind me at school, but since you've already given up, well, I guess i’ll have to go with him instead.” you said slowly letting his cheeks go. Hwang took your hand, to let it stay on his cheek and rise his eyes up on you and with dead serious eyes muttered “If my score will be higher than 75%, we will go for that ice cream.” You smiled at him and said that it is deal.

Spoiler : his score was 68% his friends and you laughed at him for his bragging before exam, but you still took him to that ice cream shop and kissed his cheek for a good bye.

*bonus

its been quite long preparation session for english final exam before summer weekends, so you decided to continue at Hwang’s place. it wasn’t your first time visiting his place, maybe third or fourth, so his siblings already knew you, when you enter the house. you greeted everyone, warned them that you would be preparing for the exam and went to Hwang’s room. after few hours of studying you were tired of punching and shouting at your friend so you left the room for glass of juice and in the dim light of the kitchen you met Sangho with his laptop and glass of something probably alcoholic. you stare at each other for a second and you awkwardly announced that you came for pack of juice that two of you left in fridge. Sangho mumbled something softly and turned back to his laptop, when you were about to leave the room he raised his eyes from laptop again and asked in serious voice “did he pay you?”

you froze in place you were standing and on stiff legs, turning to him. “mhmm?”

“did my brother pay you to pretend to be his friend or whatever you two are?”

“n-no? he just asked me for help, t-that’s why im here!” he grunted something like okay and went back to his laptop. when door after you closed, Aria got out from behind the sofa and held out her hand to her brother. Sangho, in turn, pulled a banknote out of his pocket and gave it to his sister without a word.

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Windbreaker characters (separate)

Can you buy me pads

Takeda Kaneshiro; Noah Austin; Vinny Hong (Hong Yoo Bin); Deokbong Kim (Monster); Wooin; Shelly Scott; Gyuchan (Monster crew); June (Junsu Lee); Sangho Choi; Hyeok Gwon; Owen Knight; Minu Yoon; Ryohei; Sung Kwon; Hajun (Joker); Harry Shepherd; Dom Kang; Hwangyeon Choi

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Why does it look like they're texting each other? 😭 I tried to include as many characters as possible 😥

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Wanna be yours

(Owen knight x reader)

Summary: you hated it when Owen got into fights you always nagged and scold him about it but what happened this time is new to you..

I was sitting my ass in this hard chair for an hour now doing my school works, suddenly my attention got taken away from my works when my phone makes a 'ding' noise, someone texted me

I looked at my phone for a minute before taking it, I pressed the button turning it on revealing my lock screen a picture of me and Owen together, a small smile plastered over my lips as I saw the picture of the two of us

I unlocked my phone looking at the notification Noah sent a message I take a look at my messages it was noah, my friend and also Owens, what could she be sending me this time? I thought as I opened her message

' y/n! Owen got into a fight again, I don't know where he went He just left immediately ' noah texted,

my heart raced, I immediately put my phone on my desk and stood up from my seat not minding if I haven't finished my school works yet. Owen comes first I took my jacket and wore it putting my phone inside it's pocket before leaving my apartment with my own bike with me

I rode off letting my feet pedal where it's taking me, Me and Owen had been friends since elementary, he was a very good friend of mine, he makes me smile, laugh and everything, but one thing I hate about him is when he gets into fights, any kind of fight that involves him, I hate it, Owen is not a short tempered guy but once his red button has been clicked

may God be with you

It was already night, at 9pm sharp the sky was already dark and the street lights illuminated the street, it was quiet, suddenly I stopped my bike when I saw a familiar blonde haired figure sitting in a bench his head was fall down in his hands holding it, I walked towards that person I already knew who it was, without hesitation I smacked his head making him jolt in shock and also in pain

Owen looks at me pain wais visible on his looks, bruise was all over his face making me feel bad for smacking him earlier if I could go back in time I would definitely repeat that...

"Did you get into another fight again?" I asked even though it was completely obvious, but he just looks at me for a second

" Wasn't it obvious? " He sarcastically said I was about to open my mouth and start scolding him when he spoke

"Can you please stop scolding me?" He said as if he already knew what I was going to say, He raises an eyebrow, but remains calm and direct with you, despite his rage over what happened after he lost the race earlier against Jay, his words makes me close my mouth

" what happened this time Owen? " I asked looking at him worried " nothing.." he answered looking away from me then looking down at his bruised fists" How many times do I have to tell you that stop getting into fight- "

" Enough, I told you to stop scolding me " he cut my sentence once again, I scoffed at his attitude and words

" how can I not scold you? You always got into fights" I spoke putting both hands on my waist looking at him " how many times do I have to tell you to stop getting into fights owen!"He rolls his eyes as you continue to scold him

you sometimes feel guilty for nagging him, but he's just so hard headed, even though he seems to ignore it

"What am I supposed to do?" He sighs "Just stand back and allow Jay to do whatever he wants? I can't just let him." He continues

" why do you have to fight? You can talk with him about it Owen, you don't need to fight with someone every time, don't you understand what I am saying? " I frustratedly said to him, looking down at him as he was sitting on the bench

I pulled his chin making him look up at me " look! You're all bruised up again " I nagged

"Oh please, don't be so dramatic. It doesn't hurt that bad, plus it's not the first time." He raises his eyebrows and looks at you sarcastically. He thinks you're joking right now "I'm used to fighting, you should know that by now." He continues

I looked hardly at him before letting go of his chin huffing at the air, gosh his head is hard as rock I put my hands back on my waist turning around not knowing what else to say, He won't listen to me

" can't you listen to me for once? I've been scolding and telling you 'bout this since we were kids " I muttered to him glancing at his side view

Owen scoffs at my words before he shakes his head. "You're still scolding me till this day. Haven't you done enough?" He sighs and looks at you with a serious face.

"Look, I appreciate you for worrying about me, but you're being overprotective. Let me handle my business." He hissed before looking away His words sent me to the edge of my temper

" I'm your god damn friend Owen and I care that's why I worry about you! " I yelled at him, gritting my teeth as I feel frustrated and annoyed about what was happening right now

Owen rolls his eyes at me "You're still treating me like I'm a kid. It's different now. I can handle it myself! I don't need you to tell me what to do! Mind your own business damn it!!" He raises his voice emphasizing each words

His words shots a million bullet in my heart

' I don't need you to tell me what to do '

' I can handle it myself '

I got hurt at what he said I feel like he's saying that he doesn't need me anymore, I put both of my hands inside my pocket, I looked up trying not to let my tears fall down, luckily it's night time and he can't see it, how can he say those words easily? How do he expect me to react at his words? Should I laugh?

" y-yeah you're right..." I looked down at my feet as I let out a fake laugh " you're not a kid anymore...you can handle yourself already haha..." I bit my lip trying not to let out a sob " okay fine..." I said " I'll just go home, I don't know why I am here anyways " I said as I pointed at my back, looked at him first before turning my back at him taking my bike with me

Owen immediately notices how you changed in a second. He knew that look when you were struggling to keep it together so he quickly stood up and went to you. He knows that he's wrong and he immediately felt guilty,He gently grabs your shoulders and turns you around so you can look at him in the eyes.

"Hey, I didn't mean it like that. Don't take it personally." Owen sighs, it wasn't like him to be rude and insensitive to you, he just got carried away by his emotions and he hated it every time his emotions take over him, he doesn't like hurting you, how can he hurt someone he love? He loves more than friends

I just scoffed at him not looking at him, a tear left my eyes making me wipe my cheeks with my sleeve

Owen sighs, he hates it when he makes you sad. Seeing you hurt hurts him also

"Hey..." He gently caress your cheek and pulls you closer in front of him, so you can make an eye contact with him. "Look at me." He said, I do as what he told me to, I looked at his baby blue eyes those orbs that left me speechless and mesmerized " you speak as if you don't need me anymore, like I was just a mere distraction to you " I spoke as a tear left my eyes

Owen's heart sinks as soon as he heard you say those words. He immediately wraps his arms around you and pulls you in tightly on his chest."Stop that, you're always going to be important to me. I'm sorry if what I said had hurt you." He said as he wiped your tears with his fingers.

"I'll never act like that again, I promise. You're so important to me how can you be a distraction? You're the one person I always seek comfort from you're too important for me to lose." He said as he gently strokes your hair,he felt guilty for acting like that he doesn't like what he did to you, I rested my head on his shoulder as I let out a quiet sob

" I hate you so much Owen " I sob as I grip his shirt " I hate you for making me worry about you all the time " I cried

Owen chuckles slightly because of how you're expressing your feelings while crying on his shoulder. He smiles, he finds it so adorable and charming to see you so emotional towards him. He hugs you a bit tighter and strokes your hair again.

"I'm sorry, you might hate me right now, but that will never change the fact that you're always going to be an important person to me. I'll make it up to you. Just forgive me." He whispered to my ears his hot breath hitting my ears his gesture makes my heart beat so fast and the closeness we had he might notice my heart so fast

" do you know how worried I am?earlier when noah texted me that you got into a fight with jay again?! " I yelled " I don't want you getting hurt Owen " I punched his chest slightly " why are you so stubborn? " I mumbled

Owen couldn't help but feel guilt and regret for making you worry about him so many times. The way you're crying into his chest and begging him not to get hurt anymore makes him feel like he's the worst person you ever had.

He sighs and shakes his head, wishing that he hadn't said what he said earlier.

"I'm sorry, I'll promise you I won't fight anyone anymore." He said as he looks at you with his blue eyes that look so irresistible under the night sky I looked back at him, looking at his wounds " damn you Owen! You always know how to make me soft towards you " I said as I bit my lip looking at him

Once again, he couldn't help but chuckle when you were being so cute and sweet towards him. You were very vulnerable and emotional right now and that's what he really loves about you.

"I'm a bit stubborn, but I really mean it." He smiled and leans closer to your lips. He gently grabs your chin and turns you toward him.

My heart started to run like crazy, out face are so close to each other, I looked deeply in his baby blue eyes noticing the affection it was in, this time I'm already sure that owen does feel the same as I am

I felt my cheeks heated up as I looked at him with my red eyes and red cheeks, I feel embarrassed fuck

Owen couldn't care less how red your eyes are, in fact he loved it because it makes you look irresistible to him. A grin appears on his face as he gets closer and caress your cheeks slowly with his hands. He brushes your jawline and chin with his fingers. You can feel his touch as it sends shivers up and down your spine.

His breathing is heavy and he leans closer and he's almost inches away from your lips.

" God damn it Owen " I hissed

then pulled his face to me as our lips crashed into each other, it was obvious that he was shocked at what I did but didn't mind it was also his plan in the first place, he wrapped his left arms on your waist pulling you close to while his right find it's way to you cheeks, his lips started to move and you did the same, you both kissed under the moonlight, he kissed you passionately with full of love

After a second he pulled away catching an air, he layed Hindi forehead on yours as your eyes were still close, I hope this isn't a dream

" Y/n....I like you "

Owen finally said, making you look at him, a smile went on your lips

" I like you too Owen.."

I confessed back, same as mine, Owen smiled as he cupped both of my cheeks before placing a light peck on my lips

" That's good to hear then.. I've been wanting to tell it to you..." He said closing his eyes before saying..

" wanna be mine y/n? "

[cozyunderworld]

OMG JOKER GOT BIGGERRRR AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH HE LOOKS SO FINE 🔥🔥🔥

Finally we got to see him shirtless😫❤️love his tattoos❤️NOW WHEN IS GONNA BE WOOIN TURN PLZ IS NOT A WANT IS A NEEEED. 🧎🏽‍♀️🧎🏽‍♀️🧎🏽‍♀️

......I got to say Chris kinda looks like Chucky in this panel 😂😂😂💀💀💀

Also spoiler free but the chapters that are coming out are getting GOOOD ✨✨✨✨can't wait for next week to see wat happens. I ain't gonna lie hope Sabbath crew wins 🎉🎉🎉✨✨✨👀

[shintaru]

Crush | windbreaker x hummingbird crew

Sabbath crew, league of street , light Calvary crew

m.list ♡ taglist Jay Jo ~

He knows you have a crush on him and he accepts your feelings but he won’t tell you if he feels the same way until he is for sure about his feelings

If you make him jealous or ignore him, he will admit that he has feelings for you and he’d prefer for you to talk things out with him and not ignore him

Wants you all to himself, he doesn’t like it if someone else is interested in you and you still hang out with them

Protective over you

Likes kissing you

Dom Kang ~

Makes up random stuff to try to hug & kiss you

Is very protective over you

Will let you know he has a crush on you

Will hide things from you to protect you

Loves when you compliment him or take his side over something

Minu Yoon ~

Does cute but cheesy stuff to cheer you up/ hit on you (the finger heart)

Tries finding ways to subtly hood your hand

Won’t tell you right away but you’ll know by how jealous he gets

Once he tells you about his crush he’ll try to kiss you if you don’t reject his feelings

Likes it when you worry about him it makes him feel special

Shelly Scott ~

Follows you everywhere

Is very protective of you

You accept her feelings whether you like it or not 💀 you have no other choice

Very affectionate

Cares a lot about your mental health. Will leave cute notes to cheer you up.

Mia ~

Won’t tell you she has a crush on you

Will buy you gifts

Will accompany you when you go shopping

Will treasure anything you give to her

Loves when you make her laugh

Yuna ~

Also won’t tell you about her crush on you

Will worry about you

She is tough on you only because she wants to see you do the right thing and doesn’t want to see you get hurt

Will buy you medicine if you’re sick but acts as if she doesn’t care that you’re sick

Loves spending time with you and getting to know you

Jun ~

Won’t tell you he has a crush on you at first but the crew will push him to pursue his feelings

Loves visiting you at work

Wants you to attend his races whenever you are free

Rambles about random things whenever he sees you because he wants to talk to you

Will take the long way to your house whenever he walks you home because he doesn’t want your time spent together to end

Dedicated to @cozyunderworld @ankita607

[reesespeanutbutterfuck]

(im)perfectionist

vinny hong x jo!reader

jay jo's imperfectionist sister meets the flawful vinny hong.

part 1

part 2

pairing: vinny hong x jo!fem!reader

warnings: SFW, fem!reader, gifted!reader, cursing, mentions of blood & violence, mentions/flashbacks to vinny's shitty childhood. jo!reader (jay is reader's 1 year older brother, but they're in the same class), physical descriptions (resemblance to jay, jay's mother, heavily implied asian features) intelligent!reader, female rage, implications of academic pressure, middle child trauma, second person's pov (you, you're, your), ANGSTY, lowkey self-indulgent, SPOILERS everywhere, includes momma bear vinny but then reader is also kind of a momma bear, reader is NOT yumi, but yumi still exists here. lmk if i forgot anyth

note: i can't stop tossing and turning while reading s4 lol this is how i cope. vinny pls come back now im bawling my eyes rn

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None of the recontres you had with Vinny Hong in the entirety of your life was normal.

Just like the first time you encountered him, when you accidentally bumped into him in a vulnerable state while walking home under a light rain shower after a tiring day volunteering at the hospital your parents were working in. The light pouring rain hit your umbrella with soft thuds as you were finding your way through the alley you accidentally passed by after taking an alternative route, but getting a little lost in the process.

You shuddered when you heard a groan. You immediately looked around and kept your guard up in case it was a kidnapper. But no, it sounded like one of pain. Stopping your tracks and pulling over your feet, you looked around the alley. Your eyes expectantly scanned until your eyes found the source of the grumbling noise. There he was, slumped against the wall.

I knew it, you thought. It was a man. How cliché. His head was bowed down so he couldn't see you. Let me guess, a high school boy was mobbed and injured somewhere and now is left to die in a dark alley to be found lifeless once the sun rises?

You scoffed. If only you had all the time in the world to be a delinquent, that will most likely be where you're meant for. These high school boys are wasting their lives when they unknowingly have the time to choose to be a better person. You discreetly envied how these kinds of people can still choose how they'll live their lives, regardless of presence of sense for separating actions between good and bad.

And so you walked past the alley.

Your steps slowed down as the man groaned again, this time followed by a rustle. A slight pang of guilt forming in the pit of your stomach. Damn it, this wasn't–

You reluctantly looked back to where the man sat. You've always sworn your life you wouldn't meddle in anything that wasn't your business. But for some reason, the guilt of having the ability to help but refusing to, drowned your fixed principle.

Just as you were having an inner banter with yourself, your feet made the decision for you instead and took you to him. You pushed the button on your umbrella to automatically close it, pointing the sharp end to the stranger. You weren't even sure if he's still alive because he suddenly quieted down after that last groan. Only the light from the nearest post gave you an unclear sight of the man and the fluff of his fiery red hair.

One of his hands fell limp on the floor while the other was covering his wound. It seemed like he's been in the same spot for minutes yet the distinct bright colour of fresh blood told you the injury happened not very a while ago. You weren't sure of how to approach him properly, so you lightly kicked his leg once, but he didn't respond. So you kicked him for the second time, this time, harder. Finally, he responded by quietly groaning in pain once again.

“Who… the hell… are you…?” He weakly questioned as looked up to squint and take in your face, but your figure was against the light from the lamp post, so your silhouette was the only thing he's capable of registering. Even when in pain, his voice still sounded atrocious. Like he's someone used to speaking to people harshly. Luckily, you weren't intimidated for a single bit. It'll take a lot more than harsh tones to drive you away. You've been there.

You fumbled inside your tote bag to search for your phone, “Who are you to ask?” When you got ahold of your phone, you turned the flashlight on and you got a clearer view of the blood oozing out of this stranger's side, staining his hand in the process. It looked like a stab wound, judging from the volume of the blood oozing out from the wound.

“As expected.” You raised your hand to point the sharp end of your umbrella to him once again. “I will help you. But if you attempt to do anything funny, I'll stab you on your other side, too.”

Your first option as was to call immediate professional help. As you tried to dial the hospital hotline to call an ambulance, your phone kept indicating there was no service. The signal's jammed. You almost threw your phone to the nearest wall out of frustration as you hit the side of it with your palm. You side-eyed the man behind you.

Shit. Now what? This kind of stab wound is fatal, especially because he already lost plenty of blood beforehand. It wouldn't bleed that much if the penetration wasn't deep. It might have even hit a vital spot. Calling for help now will be difficult because of this deserted alley and the continuous pour of the rain didn't help either, plus, your phone has no service.

“I don't need… your help!” he glared at your silhouette and cursed himself as he shut his eyes tightly while attempting to sit upright, enduring the excruciating pain on his side.

“You're quite obnoxious for a dying man.” You looked around to search for more resources. This is a closed alley. If you leave him here for another minute to find help, he might completely lose his consciousness, he was already limp in the first place. You were left with no choice. Your hand hesitantly reached to fumble around your bag once again until you got an OS, gauze pads and sterilized medical stitching needles.

Your mother would be furious if ever she finds out you stitched a stranger's wounds. You can only imagine her yelling, "Patients are not your playthings and the Medical field is not your playground! Who are you to perform Medical procedures? You're not even a Doctor yet!" Yeah, for sure Dra. Jo wouldn't be so pleased to find out her daughter's attempt to fix someone up. You kneeled and looked at the stranger. You needed to gain his trust as professionally as possible.

“I won't ask your name since you're clearly hard to talk to. I'm [Y/N]. I'm no Guardian angel of yours. I do light voluntary work in hospitals and I have current trainings on how to attend to emergency patients. But I'm still a high school student so I'm not yet licensed. Anyway, going to a hospital will always be the safest option, but I have knowledge about stitching wounds, at least. I'm going to temporarily stitch you up so you don't lose more blood, then we'll get you to a hospital once I find phone service.”

You surveyed his overall state, he looked very pale, although it's easy to tell that he's naturally pale, by losing a lot of blood, he's getting even paler each passing second. You were running out of time.

“Do you consent to this?” You asked him calmly through your glasses.

He breathed out heavily. You knew he was wary and reluctant. Which is understandable. But if it's not you, who else will do it? You heaved a sympathetic sigh. As you unemotionally tell him about the circumstances of his skepticality, that you well acknowledge.

“Hey, you might have a family member waiting for you at home. They would be devastated to just hear from the news that you were found dispatched and lifeless out here in the morning.” you looked around, left and right. Right now, you're the best chance he has if he wants to live. “I won't force your consent out. I haven't touched you anywhere yet and I wouldn't if you don't want me to, so I can just leave you here without me being a potential suspect of your murder. But you should probably think about the ones that didn't know their last sight of you alive was the last they'll get, ever.”

He looks at you for a few seconds while he grits his teeth, before he slowly, lightly nods. Shutting his eyes and removing his hand from covering the wound, implying that he had put his trust in you.

You checked his carotid pulse first. Just as you thought. Erratic and weakened. And then looked over to watch the shallow rise and fall of his shoulders. Shallow breathing. He definitely lost a high volume of blood already. You hastily started disinfecting everything—your hands, the tools, even the gloves. You checked his expression. You gave him a heads-up before lifting the side of his shirt to attend to the wound properly. You began working up and stitching the wound on his right side. You looked at his face once again that's being covered by the shade of the unfinished constructions caging the alley, while going through your first stitch.

“I'm sorry, this is the only option, for now. I'll find more professional help after this.”

He had no more energy left to open his mouth and reply. He grunts in pain while you were busy ushing the needle through-and-through. You asked him to bite down on a cloth while enduring the pain, since you didn't have anesthesia and he can feel every poke of the needle on his skin. You stitched him with precision with your skilled hands. Your hands were painted crimson red during the process.

This wouldn't be your first time stitching. You've done this a couple of times, but only to a simulator. You pulled yourself together as you kept in mind that a person's life is in your hands this time.

While you were focusing on the stitches, all the stranger can muster are croaky groans, as the pain of the wound and the stitches stung, so you tried to do it faster. When you were done, while wiping your blood-stained hands, you noticed how his chest was rising and falling rapidly as he was wincing in pain. He tried to look up at you again, but his sight of you was blurry.

“Don't worry, that'll be removed at once when you're taken to the hospital. What I did is only first aid, and you already lost a lot of blood so we still need to get you to the hospital as soon as possible.”

You pushed your knees to stand up and find phone signal, but before you can, his hand rose and reached for yours.

“No.” He clutched your hand to stop you. His hand was rough—and also large. You have large hands for a female, but his hand almost completely enveloped yours.

The side of your lips shifted downward while looking down at him. “When I said 'trust me', I only meant temporarily so I can temporarily close your wound. I didn't mean with all your life."

“Just no hospital.”

“You must really want to die.”

He gripped your hand tightly from the severe pain he's enduring. You know how much pain he's going through right now and he didn't mean to do so, so you let him squeeze your hand.

“I would rather die, than pay a hospital bill.” he weakly held on to you, falling completely unconscious as his head fell on your lap. You furrowed your brows and put his head into a more comfortable position.

Oh, so he was serious on dying?

You coming to his rescue definitely doesn't just end with a few stitches.

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[kittsyspaw]

✦ ❝ 𝐋𝐞 𝐥𝐚𝐦𝐨 𝐞𝐥 𝐩𝐢𝐞𝐫𝐜𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲 𝐥𝐞 𝐣𝐚𝐥𝐨 𝐞𝐥 𝐩𝐞𝐥𝐨 ❞

𝑆YNO ✦ .ᐟ Girlbf!Shelly Scott has a wet dream about you after you show her your hidden piercing, only to wake up at the good part

WARNING !¡ Girl x girl, Smut, scissoring aka clit against clit, Oral(kind of), clit piercing, AFAB!Reader, Shelly being clingy n touchy idk what else

Girlhood, womanhood. Whatever the term was, it represented girls, an element of it was also the friendships, unbreakable bonds between two or more girls. You and Shelly had immediately clicked like a puzzle piece, like this cooperation was destined to be, you once found her in a public bathroom and she asked you for your lipgloss and that's where the journey started between you two.

Shelly loved winter, the cold breeze that tingled every miniscule pore on her face, her freezing hands and skin. The way the snow crunched beneath her uggs or landed on her hair gracefully then withering away like it never was there, leaving a trail of just a barely noticeable sparkle.

All-over.... this winter was special. December 25th. Her Christmas present that was delivered to by fate itself, santa had sent one gift too soon.

It was the season where she had met you. In that public bathroom. She was insufferable from you ever since. Your hand was always caged by her warm one. She loved your personal space, she loved using your stuff, she loved pecking you or playing with your hair. It just made Shelly feel more intimate with you.

Ever since.... everybody doesn't approach you anymore approach you and Shelly.

Eleven months later and you two were still as close as ever, things had changed, you two grew together like twins that were separated as kids and soon... you rented out a high-end apartment together, Shelly was living the dream. Tasting a delicious bite out of her couple love story that was only playing out in her imagination.

Giggles and gossip were always divided between the harmony of you both, an arm hooked around yours, your walks matched pace and you exchanged new stories or talked about your favorite things, maybe even planned a date on the next tuesday after finishing school. Shelly knew all your belongings and you knew hers. She told you about a boy that she had met on her trip to Korea that she fell in love with, in reply, the blonde had discovered the relation you had with this one girl before.

And then, Shelly had been thinking about that, so...you were with a woman before? Like in an actual love relationship? In the present now, she was sitting right beside you on your bed, scrolling on her device when a picture of her popped up, an insanely beautiful one where the sun extended the attention on her blinding golden locks, her light, shiny blue eyes staring at the camera.

It was a picture that she really cherished of herself, she took it when she first stepped out of the airport in Korea. An extremely important memory to her since it was the day her life took her on a rollercoaster ride.

The girl dimples marked her face when she curled up her moisturized lips in a gentle smile, turning her phone to show it to you. Her brain sorted out all her dreams so now she was wondering whether you found her attractive or not. Pride ran in her veins at her gifted face, she knew she had a unique beauty that had all heads twisting in her way, people falling or crashing into walls or poles when they gawked at her, her confident walk, nose high in the air and make-up flawlessly done.

Shelly, when she first got to know you, didn't focus on your looks it was your personality that made her giddy. She loved your aura and the way you socialized with others. You refused to badmouth people badly, always claiming that everyone has their reasons and shouldn't be judged. Those words had been trapped inside her heart, she was shaken by the way you carried yourself it made others pull in to you like you were a magnet, Shelly being one of them.

You were so ready to help others, it reminded her of someone...

Eventually, the blue-eyed woman had taken note of an assumption, she didn't really flip any pages in your diary of experiences, history and secrets. Only a few. Shelly always blurted out everything to you, no matter what, she just couldn't keep anything inside her for long and had to get it off her chest. "Soo....y/n. Do you have a crush on someone Atm?"

"i guess so? Dunno girl, why do you ask?"

Shelly gasped playfully, hitting your arm before applying the oily liquid on her lips, smearing it on them by pursing her lips together. "Why didn't you tell me? Who is it! Is it someone i know?" Her heart pumped in excitement, hoping for an answer that would satisfy the dopamine that rushed through her nerves in the second.

The laugh you let out sounded just like a melody, Shelly felt blessed to be able to attend the wink of time as you did so, supporting her head by placing her chin on the center of her palm. "Yes, it's actually someone you know. But anyway, did you see what you-know-who did in Spanish class?!"

Her jaw dropped to the floor at the memory that partook in the special course you both decided to take to relieve some highschool fragments from the past. It was amazing, the course teacher was funny and so were the other people that learned some new things there, it was more like a friend gathering. "Yes i did, i was literally trying not to run out of class...okay but the girl with the red hair? i can't believe she has nipple piercings! You could literally see them through her shirt, it's honestly so cool?"

You tilted your head to the side a bit, taken aback by the exclamation, jealousy striding forward with your response "Seriously? I also have a hidden piercing." The shock that fell on Shellys face made you grin deviously, laughing a bit before shaking your baby hairs away from your eyes. "You're joking. Show it to me. Now." Her whole posture changed, the blonde sat up, crawling closer to your side of the bed and taking your arm to hug it.

Looking up at you with pleading eyes and pouted lips, Shelly made a puppy face, "please, please, please, pleaseee!! Show it, there's no way that i haven't seen it yet, you're the worst!!" She was only tugging on your arm as you teased her by rolling your eyes.

"it's somewhere... private, Shell."

"okay? I won't be disgusted. I find piercings really hot...unless it's on your anus or something..."

Sharing a laugh with her, you playfully told her that it was near there and the way her face dropped so quickly had your lungs hurting from the way your noises filled the room, lighting it up with your cheerfulness. "You dork, it's just a clit piercing." Her blue eyes bulged out of their place, a hand slapping over he wide open mouth.

"shut up....Show it to me, please?"

Eyeing her in lively disbelief, the woman held another begging expression which made your whole body heat up, your cheeks were warmer than a heater at this point as you closed your eyes, taking a breather. "Shelly, you sure?"

The girl chewed with her pearly whites on her lower red flesh, nodding quickly. The glimpse in her pupils showing you the cravings she held. Shellys blue painted fingernails curled at the waistline of your sweats, pulling them towards her, her mouth watering as she watched the way your body moved, muscles defining your molded body parts.

She caught a glimpse of the lace covering your heat and thanking the dim light that shined on the ceiling, Shelly furthermore twisted out another detail of the wet-patch spot on your underwear

"Can i...?"

Your head nodded on its own, searching for a friction to satisfy your needs. Using your weak knees as support, you snatched down your sweats, revealing your panties, Shelly couldn't help but whimper at the sight of your piercing being shaped by the fabric of your underwear.

A VCH, standing short for vertical clitoral hood piercing.

She curled her finger around the material, sluggishly sliding it from the position down where it hugged your flesh so magnificently. She progressed every second as the second pulse in her body went on, her puckering hole searching for a touch to bring it to its edge.

This was more drugs. It was a dangerous element that made you addicted when you took a sniff. The euphoria makes you claw at your body for more, rip the supple flesh and present it just to get one more taste. That element was you.

Shelly was lucky, she always has been. This was her second early sent gift from Santa, she must've been the number one on the list because there's no way she gets to witness something this mesmerizing. Just as your underwear only stuck at your pussy lips, the metal from the piercing sticking out on the bundle of nerves.

"mhm... you're a mess already."

Pointing that out as she lifted your hoodie above your breasts, hissing at the sight of your perky nipples that bounced in her hazy vision. The girl started masking your tummy with open mouth kisses having you shivering and trying to tremble away when she reached your pearl.

The blonde pushed you back on the mattress, leaning her upper body down with you in a way it made her bubble-butt stick out in the air. Shelly made out with your pussy, her other hand was gliding up your thigh until it could prod at your entrance, smiling as she used her tongue to pleasure you when they slid right inside.

The confident girl sat back on her calves, gaping at the sight she created. You were messy, breaths forced out of your body. Her fingers continued running up and down your slit but they stopped, circling your clit before squeezing it then flicking it.

"A-ahnn!!"

Your tongue lolled out your lips and glossed over eyes rolled back into your brain. "Cryin'? Would you cry even more if i pinched you harder?" With legs squirming and kicking around, your partner pleasuring you, took off her restraints, leaving her half naked in your bedroom. Shelly made infinity figures on your clit with her tongue, nudging the metal. The pulls on her hair sending electricity right down to her own little bead which she wanted to feel on top of yours so badly.

With globs of liquid covering her chin, sparkling beneath the lightbulb, Shelly tried something else out. She pushed your knees to your chest, getting a hold of your thighs before she whipped up your creamy and sticky cum like cream. The luscious tingle on her tongue made her sit up, using the muscle in her oral cavity to clean up the sides of her mouth that formed a smirk as if you were one exquisite meal.

She draped her leg over your thigh, sitting on top of your tummy so your pussys squished against each other, mixing your juices. Shelly started out at a slow pace before her hips rapidly buckled against yours, your clits rubbing together and kissing. She was impatient, crying out for more.

"Oh my love...."

The view was magical, Shelly cried out at the cold of your piercing that had a peripheral lingering effect on her pussy while yours was on fire. "Im so close," sobbing in pleasure, your torso jerked up, followed by your lower body. The blonde was blinded by pure bliss, focused on the sticky liquid that honeyed your swollen and throbbing lips like a glazing as she grinded over you, chasing her high.

She lit on fire. It was all so unreal, her? In bed with her crush? The one who's a disaster beneath her right now? Pawing at the pillows and her ass?

"Shelly! shelly!"

"mhm...! Ack·!"

Abruptly gasping, she woke up with uncomfortably drenched underwear, sweat on her forehead whereas her hairs stuck to it like glue and breath cut short. Wiping away the drool from her chin, she looked around the room perplexed.

Well shit....she ruined a perfect paradise. Did she fall asleep after you showed her your clit? It was a picture...right?

"Are you alright, Babe?"

No, she was just embarrassed that she had such sinful ideas about you.

Her heart skipped too many beats as you walked into the room looking at the dishevelled Shelly, her hair out of place, the eyebags beneath her eyes and finally her flushed face when she saw you. "Oh my, are you running a fever?"

Ngl im going crazy with these one shots.

But who cares, i have a long way to go with practice.

Lyrics taken by FLVCCKA, Song; El maña

[erisawrites]

Limits

Context: Because a good girlfriend always takes care of her boyfriend Pairing: Yan!Shelly Scott x Jay Jo Genre: Psychological Horror Warning: Yandere Shelly Scott, slightly OOC Shelly Scott, implied domestic violence, mentions of abuse W.C: 2,848 words Note: Bro I'm so tired of Tumblr cause HOW IS ADDING CUSTOM FONT COLOURS THIS COMPLICATED?!?!?

“You don't think he's been kidnapped?”

Three pairs of squinted eyes narrowed upwards, squinting against the feeble winter sunlight as Dom stroked his chin.

“Don't joke around.”,Vinny growled, lips twisted into a scowl, be it due to a missing friend or missing hours of sleep, “A friend got jumped and the other got kidnapped? Do Sunny kids sit around waiting to be victimized?”

That wiped the jovial grin off his face. “Hey, Vinny….”,June intercepted, too attuned to the emotions of the hot-headed cyclist, “Too soon, man.”

“More like too late,”his palm slapped against the brick wall, nearly crumpling their freshly plastered poster.“If you guys dropped your egos for a minute and woken me, I would have put Scorpion in a wheelchair first.”

“Sorry for not being barbaric.”,Shelly drawled, smoothening Jay's photo with her hands, “You gotta be insanely paranoid to worry about getting jumped while competing in a, y'know, amateur competition.”

The remaining bundle of flyers were strangled in Vinny's unforgiving grip, “Off all the Sunny high freaks, you're the worst.”

Dom frowned, slightly irritated by his deflection. “Nah, c'mon Vin–”

“Like Gunn High crowned you as their model student, right?”,she retorted, strolling past the tense crowd as cold hands were shoved into her pockets, “That man's a eunuch, he wouldn't even look at a woman when held at gunpoint. Not that I'd allow him either.”

“I almost disagreed with Vinny.”Dom chimed in discreetly.

“Besides,”the blonde continued through furrowed brows, “Is it really a surprise he's running away? That man's put on a chokehold by his overbearing parents. He lives his whole life scripted onto a timetable. Jay literally flees for every minor inconvenience.”

“Not surprising how he's a prodigal cyclist, come to think of it.”Dom supported, rubbing his bandaid in deep thought. June groaned as his fingers pressed into his forehead, battling between his headache and the three other ones of his team. This is why he hated team conflicts, they always seem to find a way to derail it by nitpicking others' insecurities. Shelly's attention was thankfully diverted, content with the thinning stack of posters in her bundls. The group continued marching down the block, burying graffiti and vandalism beneath Jay's unsuspecting glare.

But someone still held doubts.

“Hey.”

The trio stopped, muffled footsteps silent as they swiveled around, their faces tinted in shades of red from the negative temperatures, little clouds escaping puffed lips as they spoke. “What?”

“You seem oddly optimistic.”

She already knew it was directed at her. Definitely not strange, right?

“I can check off all the boxes to be found as innocent,” she hardened her jaw, brows furrowed as the other two witnessed an unfinished conversation of sorts be resumed before them. Judging by two’s piercing glares, one could deduce it was laced with contempt, impatience and….suspicion? “But that's still not enough for you, is it?

June swallowed nervously, exhaling deeply in an attempt to calm himself. He never guessed his teammates of all people would be quick to point fingers at others, but it seems that was the case.

“That's not what I was saying.”,Vinny tilted his head, “When everyone's losing their mind, how come you're behaving so relaxed?”

Dom and June joined the redhead as they pinpointed the woman with a sympathetic, yet scrutinizing gaze. The woman grit her teeth. How impressionable.

Because men seemed to understand a woman's grief the best, right?

“Relaxed?”,she huffed, “So I should run around in circles while pulling at my hair?” 

It was her undisturbed nonchalance that unsettled June, making him question if the gradual shift in her personality was truly unintentional or specifically curated for a reason. True, different people process emergencies differently, but even he found it odd her fears moved on too quickly from Jay’s disappearance. Though even he couldn't hold it against Shelly, because well…for all her extrovertedness and daringness, Shelly was simply….unpredictable.

“Shelly.”,Vinny's figure enlarged, now standing two inches apart instead of two feet, “Minu got hit and Jay's missing. Yuna's insomniac and Mia skipping meals. None of us could focus on school, let alone cycling ‘cause we're worried sick if those two are okay and the Hospital's getting crowded with our classmates trying to visit Minu. I can't even cross a road without getting worried sick i’ll get hit ”

His face had grown uncharacteristically red the more he fumed, a strange mixture of emotions struggling to break free. It was then that June realized Vinny too was just as traumatized as Minu and Jay, for it was on the road just outside of his house, the very road that carried him to and from home, that he’ll have to face everyday and will be haunted by until perhaps the end of his days. “And your reaction to all of this? Nothing.”

Silence elapsed amongst the two, broken by the hustle and bustle of the busy street, the winter sun doing the bare minimum to warm its impatient residents. Yet, in their small crowd did the other two register a deadly drop in temperature, an abrupt microcosm of chills that froze their bones. It wasn't like Vinny's menacing grin, the precursor of bruises and hospitalizations, not of Dom’s former recklessness or June’s rare, but dormant power.

It was coming from Shelly, a raw, unfiltered type of vexation, a kind that rooted Dom and June to their spots, the kind that worried if something really was indeed wrong with their friend. If it was really, really…their friend.

Conflicts amongst friends were perhaps the toughest challenges for late teenagers, even more so when one goes missing, one gets hospitalized and the others starts fearing for their lives. Sportsmanship has taught them to resolve all petty matters to focus on the real issue at hand; to siphon their attention towards the end goal, the final checkered flag that’s the resolver of all conflicts and trifles.

And it was that sportsmanship that dropped the female cyclist's shoulders, sagging her figure as a desolate frown shrouded her face “I'm…I'm sorry guys,” the feeble softness to her voice was nothing new, though Dom found it to be exceptionally gentle, almost as if it were deliberate “,honestly…I'm just scared and worried, and…and I'd rather pretend everything is okay instead of facing it…”

This would usually be Dom's cue to crack one of his many jokes, but the weight of the atmosphere instead squeezed out reassurance “Been there in the same boat, Shelly. Don't be so harsh on yourself. You can…ugh…always talk to us!”

This prompted half-awkward nods from June, who looked equally flustered under the sudden tension in the air. Rarely did he ever have, or felt the need, to assume authority amongst this feisty bunch. Perhaps his older sibling instincts were being awakened, for in two steps he extinguished the simmering silence “Alright, cut it out! Shelly, Vinny, take it easy. Don't lose your cool this time.”

“I'm fine alright.” The redhead huffed, though by the dark circles underlying his mismatched eyes, June suspected his words were far from the truth. His hand clamped down the younger's shoulder before he could escape, with his neck twisting uncomfortably as he muttered “No one's picking a fight with you, Shelly! We were just concerned.”

Vinny still couldn't wrap his head around their preferential behavior towards her. He didn't care if it's a result of her being a woman. This was a side of chivalry he, well, actually his ire, found no justification for. Dom and June pitied the immature hothead for having no sympathy for the girl who was supposed to lose her lover that day. Inadvertently, their polite gestures rescued them from witnessing Shelly possibly undergoing a mental breakdown right now.

Thoughtful gestures that have also rescued them from their own mental breakdowns.

At last Vinny regained his senses, shoving freezing fingers into frayed pockets as he mumbled “Yeah….Well…My bad.” 

Shelly overlooked his earlier accusations with ease, too uncharacteristic of the woman who held onto grudges with a lethal grip. Perhaps tough times highlighted what mattered and what didn't, with the bond of friendship trumping over her emotions (Dom and June hoped).

“It's okay….” The cold seemed to be biting everyone's nerves, for they simultaneously shivered upon a strong gust of wind, nature's way of warning about impending chilly storms “Listen, I gotta go…it's getting late”

“You don't say!” Dom boasted, pretending it wasn't 9:54 in the morning, looking too happy to extricate Vinny before he blew up “Time sure does slow down winter!”

June wrapped the scarf tighter around his neck “Want us to walk you home?”

After recent events, this became a non-negotiable part of their daily lives. It was so unnecessary to even ask, knowing that if any of the girls rejected, they'd simply follow them home until they safely entered their doors (and locked themselves inside).

But if June's chivalry had to meet its match in stubbornness, it would be Shelly's exhaustive denial,“Like I would. Dad and grandpa would kill you three on sight!”

Dom frowned, face twisting in annoyance as he defended “Anything can happen, Shelly. Ju-”

“Take it easy, will Ya?” She rolled her eyes “I got three dudes tapped into my location 24/7, I feel suffocated enough on a daily basis. Owen's probably spying on me right now and I wouldn't be surprised.”

They instinctively looked over their shoulders, still struggling to distinguish the sarcasm from the facts in her speech.

Her heels spun before their heads could, already walking off with a slouch as fatigue weighed down her limbs “I'm tired and need a beauty nap before I get wrinkles.”

The three men blinked, with June and Dom reluctantly waving in silence as Vinny scurried off without a sign. It was an awkward closure to an awkward turn of events, with June hoping this wouldn't worsen their already strained friendships. 

Dom sprinted the instant he recalled his father's errands, and as the man stood alone by Jay's missing posters, he pondered deeply on their team's outlook. Minu, although possibly crippled, was thankfully alive. The loss of a cyclist wouldn't pose as too much of a setback with him and Dom, with the sprinter already gearing up to make up for Minu's manpower. Although Vinny's temperament was still flaky as always, his cycling skills only seem to enhance day by day, with Shelly beginning to open up to improvement too. 

Yet, all of it would be for naught if the prodigy himself disappeared. 

A dejected sigh escaped his lips. June believed his own intervention was never needed in this team as he rarely took initiative to do so. It felt more safe to play the peacemaker compared to a leader. Yet, as the oldest gazed back at Jay's dull poster, he realized it's time he stepped up and ensured his teammates were protected. Ensured that his teammates were safe.

Ensure that Jay is safe.

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And safe was he.

Rusted chains jingled as her bicycle collided against the gate, miles beyond the usual route leading to her apartment. Her blurry vision served as a warning sign to get a grip on herself, lest her anger lashes itself on her bicycle (again). At last, when she miraculously came across the right key, slipped it into the right lock, coincidentally twisted the right number of times, the ancient gate gave away with ease, shutting down just as quickly as it was opened.

Unlike the tranquil silence of her high rise apartment, every step she took was accompanied by the whir of generators, flickers of street lamps and the chirps of crickets. The space was a stark juxtaposition of her upscale residence, the current place tucked in a secluded corner in one of the most deserted slums of the city. 

She crossed the clearing in a few steps, the agitation speeding up her pace as she rounded the abandoned house, a decoy she never bothered with, before flipping open the two doors angled upwards from the barren soil. 

No flashlight was required as she trekked down the rusted ladder. Neither was some form of announcement, for she was sure the unoiled ladder’s whining served as the perfect greeting for her captive. 

Her pupils were blown wide open, not because of the minimal light just barely illuminating her surroundings, but because of the limp, bound body whose consciousness was just hanging by a thread. 

The soft padding of her converse shoes slowly came to a halt as his emaciated form came into view. Coupled with his matted hair, sickly pale skin and an array of bandages cuffed around his body, nobody would recognize that this feeble boy was the Humming Bird’s renowned and missing super rookie.

Nobody would recognize either that said super rookie, who had nearly lost his life at the hands of a rival team, was now forever safe from all dangers the world targeted him with.

“You’re still not going to eat?” she covered up angry fists by shoving them into her pockets, eyes frowning at the food in the corner of the room - upturned, scattered and spoilt.

An exasperated sigh escaped her lips, puffy from all the nervous biting. Gone were the days where her body felt at ease. Every day she woke up to a barrage of paranoias, always fretting over her boyfriend’s safety and well being. She innocently believed hiding him away would assuage her fears, yet it had a completely opposite effect. That thankless eunuch of her boyfriend only resisted and retorted no matter how many times she gagged and drugged him. He couldn’t see the value in her precautions.

Jay Jo gave no response since she walked in, either drunk from sedatives or feigning sleep in hopes of boring her to leaving. The last possibility almost offended her, as did he really underestimate her love this badly? Her doting treatment towards her beloved was an attestment to her love, but it was only because of his rejection and ungratefulness that she was forced to (temporarily) shift him to the basement, bound and gagged to an uncomfortable chair. The chafing from the coarse ropes around his wrists and ankles was a far cry of what his disobedience called for. If anything, he should be in awe of her mercy for still bothering to feed and clothe him!

She bit back her tongue, controlling the string of insults from escaping as she bent to sweep the floor, the sweater riding up her bottom to reveal plump thighs. Seduction was of no use on the boy. She wasn’t monstrous enough to force herself upon him, but it seemed just the mere vision of his girlfriend was enough to set off his panic alarms. This was another pain in the arse. Where she wanted to instill fondness, she instead shoved in fear. But oh well, anything that made him second guess his antics, she supposed.

If he was that resolved to fear her, surely he wouldn’t mind her playing into it, would he?

“You really are a problem child.” that seemed to awaken him, rather comically too, “It took me hours to make that. Owen had to restock granddad’s pantry twice because of me.” 

A disgruntled scoff twisted her lips as she narrowed her eyes. “And all for what?”

Jay’s limbs seemed to wake up slowly, breaking out into small, but noticeable trembles the further she closed the distance between them. He nearly jumped out of his seat as her sharp voice suggested, “You’re scared of me?”

It was a rhetorical question, clearly keeping him gagged to ensure no answers were given from him to anyone. Her plans would be all for naught if the super rookie’s scream resounded throughout the slums. 

“This is the part where I’d reassure you to not fear me.” Jay’s brows furrowed, blurry vision squinting to focus on his girlfriend’s sinister smile, “But it seems you want to fear me.”

There was no space, but he still flinched as she jutted her chin, the dying overhead lamp casting a daunting glow over her crazed grin. “And I just love it when you fear me.”

His once iron thighs, that once careened him through the streets with ease, now shivered violently as her fingers pushed his hemline farther up, revealing smooth unmarred skin.

The crack of a whip made him wince, glazing his eyes with tears. She could see the desperation on his face, the silent plea in his eyes.

But why had he never seen the unwavering love and devotion on her own?

“Stay still Jay, I’ll fix your attitude real quick.” the chair rattled as he aimlessly attempted to scoot backwards, body too weak and malnourished to even run away. She swatted her folded belt against the floor, its sharp crack bouncing against the walls as her eyes zeroed in on his thighs.

Everything in life has limits. Everything in life has its own breaking point.

She just had to keep reminding Jay of his own boundaries.

“I’m sorry,” the tears she never wished to see swam endlessly down his cheeks, “but this will hurt.”

[koiiiji]

Could you do some windbreaker characters with a fem gyaru s/o? I would specifically like Vinny you can chose any other character if you want :)

author note : OMG!! I searched some photos in pinterest, like inspiration for gyaru, and wooow!! i will definitely take some details into my style bc its sooo beautiful… i genuinely thought (idk why honestly) that gyaru is more like pink barbie in 80-90s style but it looks so cool i can’t!! sorry for such long reply, and we r mutuals so i feel even more ashamed :(( i tried with more characters but give up and done just these two!! hope you will like it💋🎗️

warning : pure fluff, vinny being softie and shelly cutie as always

vinny - he definitely have 0 idea about all fashion trends, styles and different subcultures aside from street racing… so he genuinely don’t give a fuck about your style, he crushing into person, not a pieces of clothes you wear, but once your dialogue went in all different direction, you explain him what your style specifically is and what inspired you to join this subculture, he take note in his head that as soon as he will earn more money he will buy you as many new clothes and other items as you wish.

it was one of your first dates, you were sitting together in some random cafe that you found on the way from the second-hand store to which you dragged Vinny to find new elements for your outfits.

“so… was it really necessary to spend solid 2 hours in that shop to find just few pair of shorts, skirts and belts?…” he began hesitantly, doubting whether it was worth bringing up the subject. do girls get angry if you ask them why spend so much time in the shops? should he change the subject of conversation? or maybe you want to discuss this trip to the store? it seemed that now Vinny’s brains would just explode, before you he had not had to communicate so long and closely with girls. when you looked up at him, it seemed to him that his heart skipped a couple of beats - your eyes literally sparkled with joy and fun.

"of course it was!! if you want to find really unique things, then there is no place better than a second-hand store! of course, you need to try to find something really worthwhile, but when you find that very thing.." you clenched your fists and squeezed your eyes shut, smiling so sweetly and swaying back and forth with impatience

"...oh right, let's go at my place today!!! i'll show you why we spent so much time there, these shorts and skirts will just go perfectly..." Vinny continued to listen as you happily chirped about your ideas of what to wear new things with, and it seems you also mentioned new places where you wanted to take photos together with him, and much more. at that moment, Vinny didn’t cared about anything as much as your smile. you were so sincere with him, you smiled so brightly, just like a little star in his hands, and he suddenly remembered that pleasant, soft and warm sensation in his chest, just like in rare moments from childhood. your touch pulled him out of his own thoughts as you gently shook his hand, looking questioningly into his eyes.

"didn't you listen to what i was saying?" you squinted suspiciously. "wh... what?.. no, i heard everything.."

laughing in response, you pulled him towards the exit of the cafe, in direction to your house. at that moment, it seemed to Vinny that there were no problems around, and he was finally felt like ordinary schoolboy. yes, you were the one who helped him still stay sane. you were his own little star.

shelly - 100% fashion intusiast so she highlighted your style immediately, and liked it!! as i mentioned before, she definitely would post tiktoks/insta stories with you, admiring how cool and beautiful her girlfriend is.

“hey, let’s go shopping together after school? how about finding some new stuff?” shelly said excitedly, coming up from behind and hugging you. it was the last day before weekends starts, so after school you could relax and go shopping in search of new things, maybe you will be lucky enough today and you will find some cool archive things from 2000s.

"oh my god, look at this!!" Shelly squealed in delight as she ran up to you. in her hands was Vivienne Westwood's archive white handbag, with silver chains as handles and with a distinctive badge. it needed a little repair, but for the price that was offered for this handbag, it was worth it!!

"Shelly is so cute, how did you find it?!" you exclaimed joyfully, picking up the bag from her hands and examining it from all sides. today it was a really cool piece, and after picking up a pair of pumpons and key chains for a bag, you headed to Shelly's house, deciding to celebrate this purchase with a sleepover at her house, her grandfather wasn’t at home, and he anyway liked when you two hang out together.

"what do you think about ordering something to eat and putting on makeup together? we can shoot something in tiktok! oh! or let's film unpacking for this baby, what do you say?" you asked her excitedly, as you remembered that Shelly always wanted to try your makeup style and clothes you usually wear. and she was so pleased that you remembered such little things that she mentioned once quite a long time ago, and they were deposited in your head. hugging you tightly around the neck and whispering a quiet thank you, Shelly took you by the arm and headed for her home, excitedly offering you ideas for posing and which sound you should choose for your tiktoks.

[kayleeeknee]

Broken bike

Context: what windbreaker characters do when your bike broke in the middle of a ride.

Windbreaker characters x g/n reader

(Don't judge my writing English is not my first language I'm sorry 😔)

Just immediately help find a way (or a nearby bike shop) to repair the broken part of your bike no questions asks and if you were like a friend or their partner they'll just pay for the replacement if needed

Hwangyeon choi,Shelly Scott,Owen Knight,Minu yoon,Sangho choi,Monster,dom kang and maybe Juwon ryu (just realized all of them are either rich/financially stable)

Will help just like the first one but too broke (I'm sorry) to pay for you so pay with your own money type of thing

Vinny hong,Noah Austin, and maybe Harry shepherd

Laughs and teases you especially if your their friend or partner before actually helping you out and maybe pay for the replacement that you need

Wooin Yu, Yuna yoon, Chris d'char

This is just random characters lol so yeah this is just for fun so pls don't make fun of me when it's not realistic <3

[dzvelinaskebiyars]

WINDBREAKER CHAPTER 531‼️‼️

spoilers ahead

[ayylovley]

𝓟𝓻𝓮𝓽𝓽𝔂 𝓲𝓷 𝓟𝓲𝓷𝓴

Shelly Scott x gender neutral reader

Warnings; 18+ Face riding, oral receiving, slight dirty talk, cussing, praising, fluff

Such a beautiful day, the sky was blue, the weather wasn’t too hot but was cool enough to be able to wear summer clothes. Shelly’s lovely partner just watched her win with her crew, everything was perfect.

But that prick who was flirting with her love and couldn’t seem to get the hint when you denied them multiple times had to fuck it up.

She trusts you and knows you’d stay faithful but she’s the jealous type. The blonde used the back of her hand to lightly swipe the sweat from her pink cheek. Catching some random nobody was trying to make a pass at you. Usually in this situation, Shelly walks right up next to you and gives the person she’s jealous of a death stare. And it usually works, but this particular person was like a leech.

“Woah! You’re both really hot. How about we celebrate your victory with your win-“

Before the person can continue their suggestion, Shelly proved she was having none of it. All she could do is give another glare, no…. Not now. Not when Hummingbird won and when all of your cheering for her really motivated her today. She grabbed your hand, squeezing tightly, you look at her with a worried glance in your eye. “Shelly…Let’s just ignore them and go to the dinner we said we’d go to for your victory.” Your words and soft tone calms her down a peg. A shaky sigh escaped her plump pink lips and she gives a grin. “Let’s go get ready.”

But she couldn’t stop thinking about it! Even when you both were home together, and you were in the shower alone she would clench her teeth a little. Her jealously won’t probably go away until she claims you. So, while you turn the knob to make the spray off, you dry off unaware of Shelly’s plan.

Until you walk in the bedroom finding your girlfriend on your bed laying on her side, in a sweet piece of pink lingerie you didn’t know she had. She looks at you with a soft lustful gaze.

“We have enough time before the dinner party. I just need you right now.”

Her delicate hand reaches up for you and guide you closer to her frame. Once your knees land on the mattress of your shared bed, your back is soon laying on the soft blanket, feeling the fuzz on your skin as you can see your girlfriend hover over your body with a lazy smile. “What if one of our friends ends up calling one of us?” You speak in a low tone, despite your question there’s no concern in your voice as your eyes are glued to Shelly.

“Just ignore them. But if it’s really a big deal then I can answer while you’re using that tongue I love so much~”

Her response suddenly sends a shiver, almost hoping that someone will call now. Knowing you’d probably be embarrassed about it later it just sounds so hot right now.

Shelly lifts up the bottom of her soft lace pattern lingerie, showing you that she wasn’t wearing any panties underneath, both of her knees pressed on each side of your chest, exposing her clit as her folds were slightly apart. You find yourself staring right at the most desired part of her body at the moment. Creating a smile upon her swollen lips. “Like the view?”

“Has anyone ever told you that you’re so pretty in pink?”

You could see a bright red color in her defined cheekbones from your comment as she doesn’t let go of her smile. “You sweet talker.~ But let’s put that mouth to use in a different way…”

The lingerie remains above her soft pale thighs as she moves her body until her whole pussy was in view. Lowering herself to land right on your mouth, you didn’t waste time to worship her tasty warmth. Your grip holds on her thighs as you press your tongue and lips against her throbbing spot. You could hear a muffled gasp followed by a sweet moan, her legs pierced against your ears, feeling her body heat making you groan a little.

“Oh! (Y/N)! Yes…”

Her praising encourages you to continue to flick and swirl your wet muscle around her folds and the hood of her clit, pulsating in your mouth, her taste makes your eyes hazy, looking up at her with lust and adoration. Watching her eyebrows thread together with an admiring expression of pleasure. The sounds of your tongue caressing her slick is the loudest noises to you when they’re up against your ears.

To take it further, you take a finger and slide it easily into her warm hole that makes her legs lift just lightly before pressing back down. Her whines and pleads were music to your ears as you take your teeth, and lightly suck on top of her clit mixing with lovable nibbles. Her moans get so loud that there’s a few screams from her throat, “Yes! There! Keep going!”

Her fingers find their way into your hair, gliding against your scalp before grabbing a good handful of your locks and tugging when you continue with her needs. Your finger pad rubs slowly in her walls. Feeling the skin from the inside, “Yea! You’re gonna make me come, baby!” There’s a long whine in her voice as you add a second finger, watching the slick soak them hearing the gushy, soft arousal. With the combination of the way you use your mouth and fingers gets her on a high. Her green eyes close, sending a shocked expression full of ecstasy as she cries.

A pool of her sweet tasting climax hits your mouth as you waste no time sucking it down your throat. You’re looking at her with more than lust, so much love for her is written on your face as she grinds her thighs.

Pulling herself away, a trail of spit and leftover arousal escaped your lips from her pussy. Shelly collapses next to you making the bed creak a little. “You were jealous of that loser weren’t you?” A smirk pulls your lips watching Shelly roll her eyes. “Don’t make me use the strap on you.”

Just then, Shelly’s phone vibrates on the nightstand ripping you both out of your thoughts. “It’s probably Dom. We might be a little late.” She tells you with no regret in her face. Knowing that she’s not done with you once you’ll get home after the dinner.

[slvttysstuff]

REBOUND chapter 5

chapter 1

https://www.tumblr.com/slvttysstuff/738042134255583232/rebound?source=share

Chapter 2

https://www.tumblr.com/slvttysstuff/738478643741884416/rebound?source=share

Chapter 3

https://www.tumblr.com/slvttysstuff/738741624067244032/rebound-chapter-3?source=share

Chapter 4

https://www.tumblr.com/slvttysstuff/738994933866905600/rebound-chapter-4?source=share

Summary: months after shelly and jay broke up he found himself in a relationship with you while he hasn't moved on yet from his past lover (shelly)

Warnings: grammatical error

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You with the others decided heading towards your home except for Mia who was phone called by her mom needing her help for something, even though she wanted to tag along she can't

You unzipped your bag finding the house key in the small pouch inside of it while the others were waiting at your back " You got some huge house y/n " June said looking at the two floored house with white,brown and black painted walls

As I was about to enter the key inside the hole the gate swung opened revealing a middle aged woman " hey mom " I greeted as the others bow in front of my mom as a sign of respect and greeting her as well

" what happened to your face?! " My mom exclaimed as she went towards me holding my cheeks scanning those Bandages that were in my face " oh I fell while racing mom " I explained her looks sustain with worries seeing those bandage on my face " did they treat them already? Want me to take a look at it? " My mom asked

I shook my head in response " mom I'm fine, they already clean it up, can we go inside? " I asked as I assure my mom that I was completely fine, she looks over my unfamiliar friends, scanning them one by one not until her eyes landed on jay " oh I see you brought your friends with you, sure come in! " She smiled as she let my friends in

She followed us inside as I told them that they can sit on the couch " mom? Are you going somewhere? " I asked and she nodded " yeah I was just about to head back to the hospital, I have my shift later so don't wait for me " she explained, she's a doctor along with jay's mom that's why both jay and I knew since we were kids because of them

I nodded my head " sure take care " I said to her and gave her a small kiss on the cheeks, " thanks darling " she tooked her bag and was ready to head out " oh wait, I forgot, Owen called earlier he was asking for you but I told him that you weren't at the house that time " she said as I nodded my head in response and then she left

" who's Owen? " Minu asked once my mom left, " oh he was a friend of mine " I answered looking at them " a Friend? We don't see him with you huh? Or we don't see you hanging out with that friend " Dom looked at me confused his finger were at his nose

" idiot of course we couldn't hang out he's living in England " I answered rolling my eyes, they looked at me as if I was lying " England?! " Dom asked I nodded my head " enough with questions! What do you want to eat? I'll cook " I said as I looked at them, " I'm craving for fried chicken right now " Dom said as he layed his head on yuna'a shoulder while rubbing his tummy

" yah! Get off me you stink! " Yuna grumble as she pushes Dom's head " Im craving for ramen " minu said also doing the same with Dom's, I nodded my head at them as I looked over to the four who wasn't saying anything" what about you guys? " I asked " wasn't it too much already? Ramen and fried chicken is enough " June stated " we can have what they want " yuna answered looking over me

I nodded my head " sure I'll cook now, you guys can do anything just don't break things please my mom will kill me " I begged " no need to worry madam! " Dom winked With a wide grin on his face " Ew " yuna mumbled

" I'll go with you " Vinny stood up " I'll help you " jay also stood up, they stopped and looked at each other while the others were watching them " just rest the two of you " I said placing my hands on my waist as I watched them glaring at each other ' what's their problem? '

" I'll help you with the ramen " Vinny said as Dom clapped " yes you should! Your ramen is the most delicious! " Dom said as he did a chef kissed gesture making Vinny looked at him annoyed, " sure " I chuckled " just stay here and rest jay " I said one last time before walking away with Vinny following me

While cooking Vinny spoke " earlier, when you and Dom got into accident, jay was really worried " Vinny said " especially when you fell, he was ready to stop and forget the race and just run towards you " he continues, I was silent I didn't know what to say or answer I just put the chicken onn the hot oil " he's just worried about us there's no meaning about it between me and him " I said as I was facing my back at Vinny

He scoffed " stop acting dumb I know you saw it earlier, even after the race he was already looking out for you " he said with his annoyed tone, I kept in silence not wanting to talk about what happened earlier

" how am I supposed to move on if you kept giving me those hopes Vinny" I muttered, leaning on the counter waiting for the chicken to turned into golden brown " as if you're really trying to move on " Vinny scoffed at your lies " I am! " I looked at him

" but still, its really hard you know, being in a circle with friends with him.." I looked down " I always got to see him " I continued

" then try distracting yourself" Vinny crossed his arms looking down at me " how? " I asked looking up at him meeting his beautiful unpaired eye color, we looked at each other for a moment no one dared to break the eye contact, at that time I felt a tingling sensation on my stomach as if something inside of it was dancing, I should ask my mom about it later...

Vinny walked forward towards me as he put both of his arms on the counter cornering me, he didn't bother to cut the eye contact were having, his gaze were alluring but what shock me the most was the next words that came out of his mouth

" then use me as your distraction instead..."