#that kiss on the cheek and then she starts CRYING (like my gosh does she love that man. oh my gosh she LOVES that man.)

[sailforvalinor]

The last scene of The Grave Danger job: *exists*

Me:

[lulunothulu]

“Jealousy, jealousy” pt. 2

Tyler Owens x Fem!Reader

@86laura11: Oh my gosh. I want more. What’s next? Does Kate apologize to her friend? Does Tyler take her on a real date? I need to know.

Summary: After a night of pizza and talking, Tyler finally asks you out on a proper date—asking Kate to help you get ready.

Content: just cute fluff

Part one

Both you and Tyler finished off the pizza he brought in under thirty minutes, realizing you both skipped dinner. Now, sprawled across your bed, you and Tyler look up at the popcorn ceiling.

“That was really good,” he tells you. “I didn’t realize how hungry I was.”

You groan. “I think I might burst.”

Tyler laughs, propping himself on one arm and facing you. Your hair was down—strew around your head like sun rays—and your face content.

You were goddamn beautiful.

“So I have a question,” Tyler starts.

You turn to face him, almost surprised that he’s as handsome up close as he was far away. You couldn’t believe this was happening, much less that he had something to ask you.

“What is it?” You respond, propping yourself on your elbow, the same way Tyler did.

“Well…I was wonderin’,” he starts, southern drawl catching on his tongue. “Would you maybe…whenever you’re free…wanna go out on a date with me?”

Your heart began to pound on your chest. Excitement and joy bubble up your spine and you smile at Tyler widely.

“Yes, I’d love that.”

“Are you free tomorrow?” He asks.

“I’m sure Javi and Kate wouldn’t mind if I skipped out tomorrow,” you tell him.

Tyler’s eyes widen, he forgot about Kate. What if you were still mad at her for what she did?

“Let me text them,” you tell him.

You:Guys….

Kate:Y/N…?

Javi:Are you okay?

You:Jake just asked me out…

Kate: HOLY SHIT HE FINALLY DID IT.

You: wait… you knew?

Kate: why tf do you think I was talking to him?

Javi: do I have to be here for this?

You: yes.

Kate: YES.

You: Kate, can you come over after the leaves in a bit? Also is it okay if I skip out tomorrow, Javi?

Kate: Sounds good.

Javi: Sure

You turn to Tyler who’s still watching you with a smile and feel the blush creep up.

“They, uh, said it was alright to skip out,” you tell him.

He chuckles, brushing a strand of hair behind your ear. “Sounds good, Sweetheart.”

He rolls off the bed, standing in front of you to help you up. With his hand offering to help you, you take it and are swiftly hoisted up to your feet.

Tyler pulled you too hard though, because you feel yourself crashing into his hard chest. You look up at him, startled. He looks down at you, amused.

“I’ll see you tomorrow at 11,” he tells you, kissing your cheek before walking toward your door.

You’re still vibrating from his kiss when you realize something.

Did he say 11 as in, 11 AM?

“11 AM?” You ask.

Tyler just nods, winking your way and walking out the door.

Not even a minute later, your door rattles as someone knocks on your door.

You smile, walking toward the door and swinging it open to find Kate standing there, excitedly beaming at you.

“Oh my god! He just came from your room!” She beams.

“Yeah,” you say. “We had pizza for dinner.”

You let her in, watching as she takes a deep breath before turning around to face you. Her face is now riddled in remorse, brows furrowing together.

“I’m sorry,” she starts. “About making you cry.”

You wave her off. “It’s fine, I’m about to start my period soon. I’m just hormonal.”

“Are you sure?” She asks.

“I mean, the plan was to get me jealous. And it worked,” you laugh. “It worked big time.”

Kate smiles at you before shaking your head and pulling you into a hug. “I really am sorry.”

You hug her tightly. “It’s okay, really. How could I stay mad at you when I have a date with Tyler tomorrow morning?”

She pulls you back, smile back on her face mixed with confusion. “Morning?”

You only shrug.

———

The next morning, Tyler’s up bright and early.

10 AM to be exact.

He wanted to be ready for your date aaaand he still needed to get your number.

As quietly as he can, Tyler tiptoes to the motel door he and Boone share before opening it and sneaking out. He walks toward Javi’s room, knocking when he arrives.

Javi answers the door, rubbing his eyes. “Dude, what the hell?”

“Sorry, can I have Y/N’s number?” He asks.

“Did you forget to ask last night?” Javi smiles.

Tyler’s about to respond, but stops when he hears, “Javi? Who’s at the door?”

From behind Javi walks Kate, wearing one of Javi’s shirts. Tyler’s brows raise, a smile forming on his lips.

“You and Kate?” He asks.

“Here’s her number,” Kate smiles, handing him a piece of paper with your number on it.

Tyler smiles, waving them goodbye before checking his watch.

10:20 AM.

He figured he would go to the diner across the street for some coffee before texting you.

Tyler walks into the diner, surveying the place before stopping when he finds you sitting in the booth in the back.

You’re wearing a lilac sundress and your hair cascades around your shoulders as you sip your coffee.

Tyler approaches, a wide smile plastered on his face. “Well, what brings you here?”

You look up at him and he could’ve sworn you looked even more beautiful than normal.

Your cheeks are rosy, face covered in light makeup that accentuates your already gorgeous face, and your lips are a natural pinky color.

“Wow,” he gawks. “You—you look just…wow.”

You smile up at him and he could’ve sworn he melted away.

“Thank you,” you respond, your sweet voice singing into his ears.

Tyler clears his throat. “Are you ready?”

You nod, slipping out of the booth and watching as Tyler tosses some bills on the table.

“Let’s get out of here, sweetheart.”

———

Tyler drove you almost an hour away into a small town full of Gilmore Girls-esque house and people.

“I cannot believe you just found this random town,” you marvel.

You’d both been walking around town after a quick brunch at a local diner.

Tyler’s hand kept brushing against yours as you walked, looking at all the shops.

“Yeah,” he tells you. “I’d seen it a few days ago and thought it would be a great place to just walk around with you.”

You glance up at him, a smile already on your lips.

“You’ve been planning this for days?”

Tyler looks down at you, stopping to face you completely. He’s wearing his white cowboy hat, his signature flannel, and jeans paired with boots. He looks normal but different at the same time.

Yet, he’s taking your breath away.

“I have been,” he admits. “I’ve been planning this for longer than then to be honest.”

“How long?” You ask.

He rubs the back of his neck. “Since the first day I met you.”

“That was almost a month ago!” You laugh.

He only shrugs. “I knew what I wanted the moment you scowled at me from the back seat of your truck.”

You laughed, remembering how he had driven next Javi trying to beat you all in getting to a tornado. You remember his eyes on you and your scowl when he winked at you.

“I knew you’d be a tough one to crack after that,” he finishes. “When did you know you liked me?”

You grab his hand in yours, feeling the roughness of the callouses on his palm.

“That night when you came to apologize for stealing the tornado out from under us,” you reply.

Tyler laughs. “Yeah, I guess that must’ve sweetened the sour feelings you had about me.”

“Even more so when you told Scott off for yelling at Javi, Kate, and I,” you admit.

After Tyler stole the tornado from you guys, Scott was a raging mess. Angry that Javi didn’t drive fast enough, Kate for not sending the second one you could’ve gone after, and you for not seeing it on the radar.

Tyler walked right up to Scott, telling him to back off and you could’ve sworn your heart grew four times its size that night.

“Yeah,” he smiles, reminiscing on the argument. “I couldn’t let him talk down to my girl.”

You smile up at him. How could you have gotten so lucky?

“Well, I’m glad you did,” you whisper, watching as something clicks behind Tyler’s eyes.

His eyes search yours before falling to your lips. “Y/N—”

“Yes,” you simply say.

“I didn’t even get to—”

“Tyler just kiss me,” you order.

Tyler chuckles, pulling you into him and lifting you to his level. “Alright, Sweetheart.”

Lips connect with yours, sweet and soft. They move, urging to get to now every inch of them while you allow yourself to relax in Tyler’s arms.

When Tyler’s stubble tickles your nose, sending you into a little fit of giggles, he pulls away.

“What’s so funny?” He asks, still smiling.

“Your stubble tickles,” you laugh.

“I can shave tonight.”

You oil him back into your lips, pecking softly and then pulling him in for a deeper kiss. Only pulling away to smile at him.

“Don’t you dare.”

[outerbankspov]

Hi, my love. I wanted to send in a request and ask if you could write a smut or a fluff writing about Rafe x kook!reader (bonus points if she’s a bitch cause you know I’m a whore for that). Literally any plot you want, but I’d love to see protective!Rafe ❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥

Theme inspired 💭 @sweetestdesire

Warning- SMUTTTT .

- you’ve been mouthing off the whole day and Rafe wasn’t having it. It all started after a crazy party topper thrown. You and Rafe, hand to hand as you both got into his car to drive home and sleep.

“Rafe can you just… look at me.” You say with a soft voice. He doesn’t reply to you. He just grips the steering wheel.

“You-” he stops and shakes his head, letting out a deep breath. “You acting like a brat tonight is what’s got me like this.” You look at him like he was insane.

“A brat? Come on you are being ridiculous.” You shake your head. “I'm- just watch. when we get home you better be out of them clothes, naked on my bed with those legs spread and ready for me" you gulp and he looks at you waiting for your words. "yes rafe" you whisper and he nods and continues to drive. once you are back home your nerves are everywhere, knowing what's gonna happened and the fact that Rafe is behind you. It is like you can feel the heat radiating off him from behind you. When we are in the room he leans against your closed bedroom door, a cocky smirk, hands in his pocket, and shirt halfway off his body. He was so sexy, you needed to get naked like... now!

you take the sexy dress Rafe picked for you and turn around once the dress is off. legs pressed together, you bend down and lower your underwear, allowing him to see all that's his. "fuck Y/N you know how much I Love your pussy. my pussy" you bite your bottom lip and turned to face him. he looks down at your lips and breaths heavily. "Your lip, you know what that does to me" You give him your best desperate look that always gets him. "Please fuck me. not the way you always do. I want. I want you to be rough" you smile and he nods. in shock, his 'innocent girl' wants to be fucked hard? he's so hard right now it hurts. ''you dirty slut" he pulls her into a soft kiss and she pulls away. "I want you raw," she say out of breath. God he feels like he sees inside his head when he rolls herbed at how sexy she is and sounds.

`"On the bed now!' He growls. she gets on the bed and rafe immediately gets undressed and when he's fully naked he's ready to go down on her but she pushes him away with a smirk. "I'm already so wet just please please fuck me' you beg and the man couldn't love his girlfriend more. He lined himself up to her entrance and roughly pushed in, earning a deep groan from both of them. "shit... you feel so good, honey" you wince at his size and how bare he feels in you. "harder" you beg. "Greedy. love you" he flips you both and has you on top now, heels pressed on the bed while his knees are bent. he gives you a warning smirk that is unfamiliar to you and before you know it... you were bouncing so hard on his cock, you cried out in pleasure you lean your head in the crock of his neck but he wasn't having it. "nu-uh baby! wanna see you fall apart and cry on my dick" he grabs your face and you lean your forehead against his and he continues his brutal pace. Rafe grunted when you decided to go down on him. A loud moan slipped out and that was it.

“Your mine and only mine. Not that shit face wanna be Rafe Cameron okay?” His pace is so brutal your sure you’ve lost your mind and vocabulary.

“I’m yours” you moan between thrust.

“Hell yeah your mind.” He slaps both your ass cheeks leaving a good sting.

“That fucker putting his hands on you. Like he’s yours? Shit he’s lucky you’ve changed me, because I would’ve really liked to fuck him up.”

“Gosh. I’m yours…” you begin. Grabbing his hand and placing it on your cheats and down. “This is yours.” She led his hand to her neck and he squeezed it. “All yours” you whisper. He kisses her to hide the way he wants to moan at her actions.

“Fuck you are so fucking sexy. Need to marry you so bad. Fuck you stupid until you have my kids. Gosh imagine that? Fuckin’ love you.”

He stops his thrust and hold you down making you whine. “Let me” he moan as you try to move. “Stop being a brat.” He growls and flips you both over.

"next time he touches you I will fuck you right in front of him, show him what's mine," she clench around his dick making him growl in your ear. "my girl likes that?" he says with a smirk. "shit! cum for me. I can feel it" you moan loudy as he fucks you hard and fast. Before you know it you are gushing hard around him, shaking and moaning. The sight was all Rafe needs to cum. he moans and spills deep inside you, bucking his hips up. After a few minutes of breathing he pulls out and cleans you both up. pulling you into a hug and kisses your sweaty hairline. "love you Rafey. Always" you say. "Love you more babe" he kisses her one more time before he lets her sleep. He looks down at her peaceful sate and smiles, knowing he want's to marry her.

[heartstringsbloom]

(Continuation of my Lightning McQueen of Hearts au, tw because McQueen has a brief moment of panic)

Okay, so, it took some time getting used to the red hair. Even longer for the thorny markings to become normal. Oh but, well, the heart-shaped pupils are still a shock. Every time he looks in the mirror he can’t get over them. One might think they were just really good contacts. McQueen wishes that were the case.

And the mask.

Everyone asked questions at first, of course they did. Mater had thought it was a costume of some kind. Flo said he looked cute. Ramone wouldn’t stop picking apart the markings, commenting on the artistry as if McQueen had actually done it to himself.

And Lightning sits there biting his teeth because every time he opens his mouth he wants to shout for no reason he could just cry because why is he so angry? And the next moment he’s preening under the attention and curiously, feeling like royalty.

Its maddening. It feels more and more natural everyday.

But then.

Gosh, then—

The first petal doesn’t startle him. He thinks something blew in from outside, as he’s working with Doc on the 95. He doesn’t think about roses in the desert anymore because, well, after what he experienced. But then but then—

He sneezes one day and a whole flower blooms at his feet.

He doesn’t think he’s ever screamed that loud.

He drops the tray he was carrying and immediately Flo is at his side, having started at the alarm in his voice. he’s tripping over roses now as they blossom around his feet and from the ceiling of the diner and atop tables. They’re all he sees as he stumbles back into the counter.

There are voices around him but his eyes are shut tight because nothing makes sense. This has to be a dream. Nothing has made sense since he found that rose in the cactus patch.

When he comes to he’s laying on Sally’s shoulder, in the corner booth she, Doc, and Sheriff usually inhabit. He knows it’s her because it’s she he spends the most time with. She smells like that awesome coconut soap she uses, and her hair is soft against his face. Out of habit he reaches up to run his fingers through it and her hand wraps around his, bringing it to her lips to let him know.

He’s to reciprocate by kissing her knuckles in return, but stops short because the back of her hand is peppered with tiny little roses. Blue roses.

Her shoulders are shaking and when he looks up she’s smiling, a sweet pinkness in her cheeks. She calls him her personal garden. He’s still reeling.

Her smile falls as his silence stretches. He hates making her lose any amount of joy. With a sigh she dips her head, resting their foreheads together as he brushes through her hair as he always does to ground himself. Unspoken, she goes: it’s okay.

He initiates the kiss and she smiles into it. It fills him with an unspeakable warmth and when he opens his eyes a mess of blue roses are scattered down her hair. It’s the first time the appearance of them hasn’t startled him, because, because wow.

Maybe this wasn’t so bad.

[barcalover86]

Just a fan- Pablo Gavi

Summary: You are in love with Gavi, but he is in a relationship with another.

Angst

Masterlist

You were happy that you got the chance to meet him and know him. A lot of people would want that but never could because of different reasons. You had to be grateful, right? But, gosh, sometimes you would pray to forget him, to forget the day you saw him for the first time. Even if when you were younger, you would have begged to meet him, now you wished you never had.

The reason? You fell in love..hard.

The story began when you met. It was in Barcelona, after the team won the league, celebrating the champions title of the season.

You loved Barca since you were a kid, and being there was a dream came true. Especially when you saw him.. All the girls were shouting his name while he was dancing and waving sometimes, clearly not paying attention to many girls. He took some phones to take some pictures, and that was the moment his eyes looked into yours. You gave him your phone, and after he took it, he made a selfie with the two of you and some other pictures with only his. After he gave it back to you, he shouted at you never to show someone and keep them private.

That's what you did. Your heart was pounding so hard at the moment, and when you two saw each other again, you couldn't believe how lucky you were.

The second time, you were at some club with your friends. While you went for a few drinks, you got yourself into Aurora, his sister.

She apologised for making your dress a mess, but you assured her that it was ok.

She was a sweetheart and wanted to make it up to you, so she told you to follow her to her table so that she could help you clean up.

When you got there, you saw him..Pablo Gavi.

When the two of you made eye contact, you blushed hard. He smiled at you, recognising you.

"So???"

"Y/n"

"Y/n..." he repeated

You chuckled quietly, being so shy to talk.

"You didn't show anyone my photos, did you?"

"No, don't worry. I didn't show my photos to anyone."

He smiled at your answer. Yep, there were your photos, after all.

When Aurora apologised for the hundred time she asked you if you wanted to stay with them and you happily agreed.

That's where your story of falling in love with Gavi began. You liked him at first, seeing him on the tv and all over your for you page. But you started to fall in love with him.

You two talked a lot that night and then started talking on Instagram, too. You were invited somedays at their house to chat and have fun on Sundays, when he didn't have training. You started to get close to him, but that was such a lie.

You were getting close to him, but he was getting close to another.

Now, a normal Sunday at their house, there she was. His girlfriend..she was way prettier than you, you would use to think. She was nice, skinny, curved, and smart. She has a pretty smile, pretty teeth, and pretty eyes.

Of course, he wouldn't look at you the way he does to her. The fact that you were now at his house and being friends with his friends and family was something you never thought would happen, so why did you want more? Why couldn't you be thankful for what you have?

His hands were on her waist, pulling her closer. His lips were on hers. The kiss was rough and with passion. You turned your head. You couldn't see them anymore. You couldn't see the boy you love, loving someone else. You couldn't stand the fact that his hands were on her and not on your body.

You were trying hard not to cry there, trying to find any distraction. Anything.

You weren't the only one who was tearing at the moment. When you turned your head to not see him anymore, you didn't know that tears were all over his cheeks. You saw that the kiss was rough and pleasurable, but didn't see the uncomfort in his face and that the kiss was out of love.

He didn't want to kiss her. He wanted to kiss you..and not like that. He wanted to kiss you slowly with love. To have his hands on your cheeks or hair. To touch you, to feel you in his arms. But he thought that you loved someone else, because all the time someone would ask you if there's a boy, you would say yes. But he didn't know that you were referring to him. To Pablo Gavi. The boy of your dreams.

You were both craving for eachother. But with what cost? To be broken because you are too afraid to confess?

"You are for him only his fan" you would say at night.

"I am to her only her friend's brother" he would say at night.

You would use to write on your book the feelings you have for him while he was praying and talking to God about you. Something that he never thought he would do.

You were looking at the moon, so close but so far away from each other. The next day, he broke up with his girlfriend. The next Sunday, you didn't show up at his place anymore.

[b1ackoutartist]

Mommy

Natasha x reader

TW: mommy kink, strap-on use, age gap (legal)

You ever hated yourself for not completely muting you phone in class? Because Y/N does in this moment. The buzzing of the phone was anything Hut quiet in the already quiet room, so Y/N sighed and tried her best not to look too noticeable when she pulled her phone out, knowing her professor hates to see these damn things while he his teaching, his words. She was actually paying attention until her phone buzzed again, distracting her. "You’re so cute, you know that right?" She looked at it and saw Natasha's name, and as if the older woman sensed her looking, her phone buzzed again. She tried to ignore it, but it wouldn't stop so she cracked and took the chance to see what Natasha was texting about. "But I’ve got to say… you look much cuter face down, ass up in front of me." "And gosh, you look positively adorable when your eyes roll back into your head as I feed inch after inch of my strap into your aching cunt."

The messages were far from innocent.

"You look so gorgeous, sweetheart, when you’re crying out, begging me to fuck you harder, to use you like the slut you know you are."

A buzz again.

"And you’re so, so cute when you’re cumming for me over, and over, and over again."

Y/N cheeks began to heat up, and her heart started to race as she read each sentence written by Natasha. To say she was just about right Y/N's type would be an understanding. Natasha was Russian, red hair, green eyes, older, confident, intelligent and overall beautiful. A plus to Y/N was that she got to see her in a suit almost everyday, with Natasha being the CEO of her own company. Even this little detail about her, made the younger girl be even more drawn to her.

Y/N felt her face flush and her heart pound in her throat. She realized the heat between her legs, already getting increasingly wet. She quickly shook her head and tried to concentrate on her studies, even though it was no use. Having to do something to stop this, she sent back a message asking Natasha to stop. But of course, the Russian woman just acted coy and said "But I didn't do anything detka :)"

Y/N knew better than to continue with this conversation, so she stuffed her phone back into her pocket, and tried her best to focus on the lecture for the remainder of the class. She knew her thoughts wouldn't be fully focused on her studies, but at least she could manage playing along until her class ended.

The rest of the day had been exhausting, but she surrived and thanks to Natasha's busy day, without anymore texts from the older woman. Exiting the last class of the day, she immediately started heading for the exit, wanting to get out of the building and begin her journey home. As she opened the door, she expected to see her girlfriend to be in her office working, but instead, she found Natasha, sitting on the couch, watching some TV show.

Natasha looked up at her and smiled. "Hey младенец, how was your day?".

Y/N ignored her as she made her way to the couch. Hopping up onto it, she straddled Natasha's lap and looked into her eyes pleadingly. Y/N took her hands and placed them on her side, silently begging her to touch her. She let out a soft moan as Natasha's hands finally did move, her fingers trailing over Y/N's skin slowly making their way down her waist, and under her skirt. Y/N inhaled sharply and ground her hips against Natasha's thigh.

"Mommy," Y/N said softly as she closed her eyes, the sensation of Natasha's touch coursing through her body.

With a light chuckle Natasha replies "Yes baby?" Natasha moved her head around Y/N's neck, planting soft kisses in the areas around her ear. Y/N moaned softly as Natasha took her time, savoring the taste of the other woman's skin against her lips, sucking on it to leave marks.

Y/N pressed herself harder against Natasha, trying to intensify their embrace. Her hips moved rhythmically against Natasha's thigh as she sought out more pleasure, unable to resist the temptation to move her hips faster. She felt Natasha smile against her and heard her respond with a quiet chuckle.

"Do you want more baby. Want mommy to fuck you?" Natasha whispered, her breath hot against Y/N's skin.

Y/N could hardly form a response, but she managed to gasp out "Yes! Please mommy, fuck me" as her hips continued their persistent movements against Natasha.

Natasha's fingers trailed across Y/N's body, eliciting more low moans from her lips. Y/N's hips moved more frantically, and she began to beg Natasha for more.

"Please, please," She whimpered, her eyes closed as she could feel herself teetering on the edge of pleasure.

Suddenly, Natasha paused and forced the younger girl to stop. Groaning and annoyed at the loss of pleasure, Y/N opened her eyes and looked at the other woman, her mouth open in a silent question.

Natasha smiled and slowly opened her pants, revealing a thick strap. Bigger than the ones she was used to. Y/N wanted to protest and tell her that it was too big, but Natasha's eyes silenced her.

"You'll make it fit, шлюх��" She said coldly, her voice full of authority.

Y/N swallowed the lump in her throat and lowered herself onto the strap, closing her eyes as the sensation was too intense for her. She gasped and tears streamed down her face, feeling a mixture of pleasure and pain from the size.

Natasha didn't move away, but instead grabbed Y/N's chin and forced her to look at her.

"You want more, don't you? Tell me you want more Малышка" she said. Her voice was full of dominance, and it sent a shiver down Y/N's spine.

Y/N nodded, unable to respond.

Natasha leaned in and began to choke her, pushing her hips up to meet Y/N's rhythm as she begged for more and more.

"deep breath, baby. that’s it - keep your eyes on me. you can do it."

Y/N's hips moved of their own accord as Natasha moved her hands around Y/N's body, eliciting more moans from Y/N.

"fuck look at how you open up for me. you said it wouldn’t fit but my cock is sliding in so easy. looks like you were meant to take this cock. that’s right, Принцесса"

Making Y/N move her hips faster as Natasha moves one hand to her clit, rubbing it while watching her girlfriend fuck herself on her strap.

"feel me deep inside you, stretching you out so beautifully. keep breathing for me. good girl "

Finally, when Y/N was on the edge of climax, Natasha's grip suddenly released and she pulled away. Y/N groaned and opened her eyes, looking at Natasha with half-lidded eyes.

Natasha silently smiled and gave Y/N a last, lingering kiss.

"Go ahead, baby " she said. "Be a good girl and cum for mommy."

Y/N complied and, with a loud moan, gave into the pleasure and pleasure and let it wash over her with full force.

After coming down from her height, Y/N slumped against Natasha, laying her head against her girlfriends shoulder.

Natasha leaned over and kissed Y/N's forehead, brushing a few strands of hair out of her eyes.

"Such a good girl for mommy" she said softly.

Y/N smiled sleepily and closed her eyes.  

[pbforeva]

back in my one d phase 😛

part 13

**TW:DV**

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Evelyn's pov:

That was a mistake. I can't believe we kissed. I don't even like girls like that, I mean imagine if my parents found out. They're not the most accepting people when it comes to same sex relationships. I mean they cut off my cousin, Eleanor, because she has a girlfriend.

Oh my gosh, and Blake, we're still together. I don't know if he'll let me stay friend with Paige, oh gosh Paige. There's no way we can be friends now. Tears streak down my cheeks as I try not to think about how Blake never kisses me. When he does, it's because he wants something out of me, it's never just because he loves me. We used to kiss all the time, he wouldn't hit me, and he let me have friends. What has our relationship become?

I remember the first time he hit me, it was two years ago, yet I recall every detail of that night. I had just gotten back around 2 a.m. from a night out with Aurora, she chose my outfit at her house and I never showed him. But when I got home, he stormed up to me, his eyes glazed over with anger and he began to yell at me.

**flashback**

"Why are you wearing that?" He said angrily, but before I could answer he started again. "Do you like making me jealous? Of you like looking like a slut for other men?" I was too shocked to answer because Blake had never spoken to me before.

"Yeah, and you're not answering because you know I'm right." He said, and just when I thought he was finished, he turned around and slapped me.

My mouth is agape, I can't believe he just did that. Tears well in my eyes, not because it hurt, but because I didn't believe he was capable of this. I turn my head towards him, with a perplexed look across my face.

As soon as he realized what he did, his eyes softened and he immediately apologized.

"Oh God, Evelyn-, I can't believe I did that." He tried to continue, but he seems to be lost for words, "I am so sorry, I promise it will never happened again, please forgive me," He practically begs.

Pathetically, I believe him, I know I shouldn't but he's been so good to me. This is the first time he's ever raised his voice, and everyone deserves second chances. So, I nod slowly to indicate I forgive him, and he hugs me. He doesn't stop kissing me and apologizing the whole night, and by morning I almost forget it had happened. Until I saw the bruise that had formed on my cheek.

**flashback over**

Blake only got worse from there when he realized I would forgive him. It was our system, he'd hit me and then he would love bomb me until I forgot. But I was so stupid that he no longer had to love bomb me after, he just had to act like it never happened.

The kind, loving man I fell in love with was no longer there, and there wasn't a trace of him. He was now a monster. How was I so stupid it took me this long to notice?

I clutch my knees to my chest as my tears begin to fall harder. Not only was I ignorant enough to believe Blake loved me and stay with him, but I think I liked the kiss between Paige and I. Soon, my tears are no longer enough to keep me awake and I fall asleep, still crying.

Paiges pov:

I stumbled into my dorm, my vision blurry from the amount of tears coming out of my eyes. I try to find my way down the hallway and into my room, but I accidentally open Azzi's door. Before I could shut it and hope she hadn't noticed, she shot up from her bed and pulled the door open wider, and ushered me inside.

"Hey, what's wrong?" She worriedly questions, trying to look me in the eye but I keep diverting my eyes from hers. Instead of answering, I start crying harder as she wraps her arms around me, because I know I ruined it tonight and I'll never get to hug Evelyn again.

After a few moments Azzi calms me down a bit and stops hugging me. "So P, are you ready to talk about it?" She asks quietly.

Begrudgingly, I answer, "Yeah, I guess."

"Ok, now what happened, it's been forever since i've seen you this upset," Azzi asks cautiously.

"Well, I had a little crush on Evelyn and I thought she had one too, you know?" I start, trying to figure out how i'm going to say this.

"Yeah, I've noticed, have you acted on it?" She questions while rubbing my back, as I'm still crying.

"Umm yeah, Evelyn and I left not long after you guys left the beach, and in the car I decided to test if she liked me a bit by putting my hand on her thigh. When I did, she didn't say anything about it but we made light conversation, so I thought she liked me too. But I guess she didn't because after we got to her apartment complex, I kissed her before she got out of the car. And I think she kissed back for a minute before she freaked out and ran out." I say while trying to avoid Azzi's sympathetic gaze.

"Oh Paige, I'm so sorry," she says, but adds, "I honestly think she likes you back but she has too many things holding her back."

"What's holding her back?" I question desperately, while placing my head in my hands.

"Well first Blake, but also Duke and I were talking about our extended family and he mentioned how his parents don't talk to one of their cousins cause she's gay, but he thinks it's bullshit and still talks with her every so often.” She says before embracing me again.

“I just don’t know what to do,” I sob into her shoulder.

“You’ll figure it out soon, you always do the right thing, and I’m here if you need me.” She says as she rubs my back.

I’m tired of talking, but I don’t think I can bear being alone right now, so we lay in her bed and go to sleep while she comforts me a bit more.

—

hmm kinda short buttt

[vodika-vibes]

I am running out of ways to say hi, but here I am with request #5!

This time, it's for my beloved first husband, Keeli, with a diamond (🥺), and sunrise. Gosh, he gives me all of the feels. If you make this one angsty, sad, bittersweet, or whatever, I would not be upset. You can also make it happy, sappy, and cute. Whatever floats your writing boat 😘

Please and thank you 💚💚💚

@the-bad-batch-baroness

Morning Light

Summary: Everything seems more hopeful in the morning light.

Pairing: Captain Keeli x F!Reader

Word Count: 503

Prompt: Diamond - Everlasting Love

Warnings: This gets kind of bittersweet. I was nearly in tears at the end.

Tagging: @trixie2023 @n0vqni @imabeautifulbutterfly

A/N: Keeli makes me cry. Sorry.

Keeli’s fingers are light against the soft skin of her cheek as his cyare snuggles against his side. Her pretty eyes are locked on the sun creeping over the horizon, painting the sky in shades of pinks and purples and oranges that is stunning-

But doesn’t hold a candle to her beauty.

She shifts at his touch, and she tilts her head slightly to focus her attention onto him, an adoring smile crossing her lips. 

He hadn’t meant to keep her up all night.

Their conversation, which started late last night with their date night under the stars, lasted all night. The long talks interspersed with loving kisses and longing caresses. 

He really does love her more than anything. 

“I’m sorry for keeping you awake.” He murmurs.

She laughs and cuddles into his side, “I don’t mind.” She whispers, “I was happy to stay awake with you. I could listen to you forever.”

Keeli brings her hand to his lips and he presses a lingering kiss against her knuckles, and then the palm of her hand, and then her wrist. “I love you.”

Her eyes glitter like precious gems in the early light, and her smile widens at the feel of his lips against her skin. And Keeli knows that he would do anything to keep her looking at him like that. 

“I’m glad you’re here.” She whispers. 

Keeli leans in and kisses her cheek, her jaw, the bridge of her nose, “Always. I’ll always be here.” He replies, “There is no force in the galaxy that could keep me from your side.”

Her smile softens, “Promise?” 

“Promise.” He kisses her properly, and then bumps his nose against hers, “I love you, after all. Always. Forever.”

Her lips turn up into an amused smile, “Forever is a long time.”

“Not long enough.” Keeli counters, “It’ll never be long enough.”

“You say the sweetest things.”

“I mean it.” His hands move to caress her face, “Every word.”

“I know.” She leans in and kisses him, her own hands coming up to slide against his cheeks, “I feel the same way.”

The sun creeps higher over the horizon, and the air around them starts to warm. It’s hard to feel anything but hopeful this early in the morning, especially when wrapped in the arms of the woman he loves most in the galaxy.

Keeli’s lips hover over hers, “When I get back from Ryloth,” He murmurs, “I’m going to marry you.”

She laughs softly, “Well then, I’ll be waiting with bated breath.”

His lips settle over hers and he adjusts them so that she’s sprawled on the ground under him. He threads his fingers with her, and then pulls away to watch her.

The morning light paints her in gold, and Keeli has never loved someone so much. And, as he leans in to catch her lips with his own again, he sends up a silent plea to whichever divine entity listens to the prayers of clones. Please. Let me keep this. Let this last.

[doulayogimama]

It’s both a source of pride and hurt that *i know* Kevin is a better parent than I am.

I grew up with a dad who lost his shit A LOT and a mom who lost it rarely, but she could whisper a threat in my ear to behave like no one’s business. I was always a “good girl” always admired by the adults. I’m learning now that I was such a good girl because I was terrified to be labeled a “bad girl” and be chastised (by my mom) or yelled at (by my dad).

When Sky bites or hits I raise my voice. When the little boy was mean to her at the playground, I instructed her to go to the other side of the playground. When that didn’t work, I sternly looked at a 5 yo boy with anger for hurting my daughter and trying to exclude her.

Today, Kevin took her to the playground. Apparently, there was a girl there that was aggressive, she pushed and hit Sky. Sky started crying. Kevin said, “it was an accident, Sky. Go give her a hug.”

Sky listened to her dad and gave her a hug. The little girl was taken aback. They started playing together and eventually, the girl hugged + kissed Sky on the cheek in what seemed like gratitude.

When he told me that, my heart both sank and soared. “What an amazing dad I chose for my daughter,” I thought. Simultaneously thinking, “and what a crappy mother I am in comparison.”

His mom/my MIL is mother freaking Theresa, but Jewish and has 5 kids. He had one parent at least who never raised her voice (literally unless they were like, running into a street she would never). One parent who apologized when she was wrong, even if it was to the children. Or rather, *especially* when it was to the children. He has a lot more emotional maturity than I do and he’s just… better. Please don’t try to convince me otherwise or compliment me, it’s just the cold hard truth. And I know this is a crazy thing to say, but growing up with the dynamic I had, I was always sure that *I* would be the “better parent” and the kids would be closer to me. Sky is a daddy’s girl through and through and my gosh, I wish it didn’t hurt me as much as it does.

I’m trying, I really am. Trying to implement what my MIL and husband just… do. To break the cycle of yelling or resorting to an angry tone to get my child to obey.

That’s not the way. It can’t be. I won’t have her fear me. I won’t have her bend in submission like a fucking puppy. She’s a human, an independent person, and she deserves for me to get my shit together. To work on myself more.

It’s humbling, scary, and powerful all at once. I can do this. I will break these chains of trauma. My anxiety and need to please people will not be something she inherits.

[dissvicious]

Listen Kidd is probably the worst fucking person to ever look over kids I am aware, but I can easily see him becoming the triplets favorite guy ever (ironically, because Law tries his best to be a good influence and they all can’t stand him at first to some extent)

Worst guy ever.

Rory starts sobbing out of nowhere?„Why’s he crying?“ „You think a drag of my blunt would calm him down-„ „NO!“

Blaze holding his hands up to Bepo going „Beep-Boop!“? Bepo is delighted „Eeeeee so cute! I’m his uncle Beep-Boo-„ „THE FUCK DID YOU JUST CALL MY FRIEND YOU LITTLE SHIT?“

Skye toddles up to him and gives him a kiss on the cheek? „Agh! Don’t do that you little slut.“ „SHE’S THREE YEARS OLD DONT CALL HER A SLUT!!!“

And yet he’s their favorite because he’ll see them bang on the table with their tiny hands, making the glasses jump and getting cigarette ashes everywhere, but doesn’t go „Ohh oh no kid don’t do that.“ but just gives them the horns and goes „Yeaaah! Fuck it up you little punk! Killer get a load of this little anarchist here!“

Yes. 100%. Totally. Listen Red and Bugs definitely shouldn't ask him to watch their kids but..... the others would tame him a little right ?.... and they really need alone time (not to cook another bunch of triplets - they're done with that for a little while, Rory Skye and Blaze are good contraceptives - no just to sleep and shower) so... you know hey fuck off let's give the punk a try ok. (This OR they still aren't aware Kid is here when GROAR come for babysitting. When they discover it they threat to fire the messy band but too bad their three little goblins hyper attached to them already!)

Oh gosh this crossover has SO MANY DELIGHTFUL POTENTIAL my dear anon.

I think that Law would be Rory's favorite tho. Because. Obviously. Later, when Rory will be a teen, they would sigh and rant together over the global stupidity of people around them. And how amazing would it be if Law became his mentor figure like Corazon was for him? The clown cycle would repeat.

Osha are the parent's favorite because... Responsabilities and kindness much. Being the older sibling and then a cook for the Whitebeard concert hall , having to deal with this young rookie named Ace and making him eat vegetables teached them a thing or two. Even under the REALLY BAD INFLUENCE of Kid they always do a bunch of meal prep and clean all the flat before Bugs and Red come back. Immediately gaining points. (Without them they definitely wouldn't have any contract in the cross guild label, they and killer are the dogs, Law and Kid are the cheetahs. They are the big buff enby Law need to release, when he has to violently scream out his angst he does it in their chest - oh I have to draw this.)

And I think that Killer is the best babysitter because dealing with his boyfriend 24/7 is already babysitting let's be honest.

Ending this post by saying. Listen this is modern AU but devil fruit and stuff still exist, chopper would still be a reindeer, not taking the fun out of one piece here ok. Now. In this AU it's Kid who gave his devil fruit to Blaze. Just for fun.

[kahlanmars]

BAD FEELING part. 5

HI. This is part 5, I really love this story. Perla in my mind is Alexandra Daddario and Lora is Alisha Boe, but of course you can imagine them as who you want them to be!

As always, english is my second language. Comment if you want me happy!

MASTERLIST

5. Protection

When you wake up it’s the middle of the night and Haymitch is still in your bed, you wrapped in his arms, his face buried in your neck. You don’t dare to move, not just because you are scared he could wake up angry at the enemy but also because the sensation of his lips on your skin is creating butterflies in your stomach.

You get that you are younger and naivé, but in these weeks you knew another side of Haymitch, the strategic, genius side. He is cunning, clever, he is brilliant. You never would’ve thought this situation could make you want him more. 

And gosh, his grip is strong, and he is handsome.  

«I have to go to my room.» He mumbles, half-sleeping. His breath is pure liquor, and you must be so screwed for finding it attractive. 

«I’m more comfortable than your room.» You point out and you indulge yourself stroking his blonde hair. «Am I so insufferable you don’t want to stay with me?» You joke, and since you are awake you move yourself a little, causing a friction with his body. Accidentally, of course. He grunts, you take that as a win.

«You always talk that much in the morning?»

«It’s night.» You can sense he rolls his eyes even if they are closed. He chuckles, but even if his hand is now on your tight and his lips still on your neck, his mind begins to work.

«We took a risk. I could have hurt you, even killed you- you are no match to me. I usually don’t wake up that peacefully.»

«Maybe because you sleep alone.» You open your eyes facing him. His proximity makes you blush, but in a good way. «You helped me. I didn’t have nightmares.»

«I’m glad sweetheart, but this is the last time.» He warns you.

«I like when you call me “Sweetheart”.» You let it slip from your thoughts. «You always called me Daisy in the district.»

«You worked for me in the district.» He gets up, not very firm on his legs - you have no idea if it is because of the liquor or the sleeping, but before he goes away he gives you a little kiss on the cheek. «See you in the morning, sweetheart.»  

     

You are actually happy when you wake up again, alone in your room. You decide not to think about your imminent death but to focus on the training. This is now or never: if you know something you have to use it now. 

You choose a pair of trousers and a simple t-shirt and you go ahead to have breakfast with your team when you recall two voices. Haymitch and Effie are arguing in the dining room. You know you should leave or appear, but this might be vital, so you eavesdrop.

«You two left the party without us last night.» Effie murmurs, clearly not amused. You didn’t think she would’ve cared, she was in her own element. 

«She was tired.» He explains in a dry way. She was having a panic attack, but it’s not an escort’s business. 

«You know, people wanted to talk to her. People wanted her.» What the hell does she mean? Who wanted you? The game-makers? 

«Before the games?» He sounds shocked. 

«They are older, this year.» She sighs. Not a good start.

«Effie you can’t possibly say-»

Even if you weren’t spying on them it would have been hard not to hear Effie’s squeaking voice right now. «It’s for her! They will lose interest in her if they can’t have her.»

«Or they’ll be intrigued.»

«Do you dare to bet on that? Because you are risking Daisy’s life.»

«I’m not selling her, it’s out of discussion.» Selling you. This is what Chaff said to you when you were at the party. People are going to buy you? Is this not an old scary story about Capitol City? Is it true?

«She is not yours!» Her voice cracks. «We’ve had an idea for Katniss and Peeta but I don’t know how we could, how… this year…» She begins to cry. 

«There, there, Effs.» He must be comforting her, because you can’t hear her anymore. «We will find a way.» 

«Find a way for what?» You go out from your hiding place, tears in your eyes.

«Nothing important, darling girl.» Effie tries to dismiss it, but you've had enough of this stuff, them not telling you anything like you were a little girl. You are an adult, twenty-four years old, you had a job before the reaping, a life. They cannot keep you in the dark to protect you. 

«You are crying.» You sound harsh. «Stop lying to me. I have heard you.»

«I don’t know what you think you heard but…» Haymitch begins, but you stop him. 

«You.» You face him, stepping closer, and this time you are angry. «You told me to stay close to you during the party, that you could protect me.»

«I will protect you!» He yells back at you, but you don’t care.

«From who? From Chaff? From the Capitol, from Snow? From the Games? Because I now know that my worst chance is to become a fucking exchange price and my best chance is to die!» 

They are speechless. You calm down a little, heavy-breathing because of the screams, then you take a puff cream on the table and you watch them deadly serious. «Now that I know everything, I will be very grateful if in the future you two decide to tell me the next torture Panem decides for me, since I am a fucking adult.» 

«Daisy-» Effie tries, but you are in no mood for a lecture.

«I’ll be at the training.» 

The first day of training is a nightmare. The other tributes have more skills, especially the careers, and you don’t know anything other than herbs and a bit of medical training. Watching the wall filled with tools, you can see skates, little rocket launchers, blades, any sort of things. Well at least you know how to skate, you chuckle. 

You have to focus on what you can do. You are strong, at least Haymitch told you so. You are still a bit upset that he didn't tell you the truth, but he succeeded with Katniss and Peeta so you better listen to him. You try to lift a big metal ball, and you slowly manage to do it.

«That’s impressive!» 

You turn around, and there’s a brunette girl standing next to you. The first thing you notice about her are the eyes, she has big bright ocean eyes. She is beautiful, you suddenly remember her from the videos of the reapings. 

«I’m Perla.» She greets you with a kind smile. «District 4.» 

To be fair she doesn’t look lethal like the other careers or particularly close to them. «Daisy, District 12.»

«I know, my mentor told me about you, you met him at the parade, right?» Yeah, her mentor must be Finnick Odair, you connect the dots. «He likes you, he proposed an alliance.»

«My mentor didn’t mention it.» 

«I said I wanted to meet you first, but after that? I want you on my team. I'm very good at swimming, you know, and with blades. And I’ve talked with the girl from District 11, she could be in the alliance too- she’s very good with fishnets, her name is Lora.» 

I don't want to kill this girl, you think immediately. She is bright, nice, and you think you could become friends. So maybe an alliance is what you need, it's rare that allies kill each other. You watch Lora, she seems like a nice girl too, her heart-shaped face is so similar to the girl Katniss made a deal with last year, little Rue. Maybe it’s her cousin or older sibling. Definitely younger than you.

You desperately want to go out with these girls, become a group of friends and think this is all a nightmare. But this is your reality now.

«Deal.»

«Deal? Great!» you are surprised by Perla’s reaction. You definitely don't want to kill this girl.

You go back to the penthouse for dinner. Your body is sore and you are very tired, and you don't have the strength for a lecture or a discussion. And you think if you see Clark you'd lost it, so you decide to eat in your room.

After a while you hear a knock on the door.

«It's open.» 

Effie Trinket comes into your room. You feel guilty about this morning, Effie was actually trying to help you the best she could.

«Darling girl…»

«I’m so sorry.» You get up and come to hug her. «We just thought, I don’t even know, that is new for us too. We are used to kids, and for years before Katniss and Peeta I was alone dealing with them because Haymitch didn’t even want to try. You two are adults and it’s… I thought it would be easier, but I knew you, and he cares for you, we wanted to protect you.» 

«I get it.» You place a hand on her shoulder. «But please, explain what the President wants from me.»

She deeply exhales before starting talking, her face is so serious under all that makeup. «When a Victor is considered beautiful or desiderable, President Snow gives them as a reward, or he sells them. It happens to victors, or to… people in the system.» Her voice cracks, and you instantly know why. 

«Effie.» You breathe out and hug her tighter. 

«It happened a long time ago.» She reassures you with a smile, but that doesn’t change anything. «If you don’t want to do something, he has some ways to make sure you’ll do that.»

«Or he kills your family.» Your thoughts go to your mentor, the way the Abernathys died in a fire after his win and his girlfriend soon after.

«When they told me he wanted you to be a reward before the games I panicked, Haymitch would have gotten himself killed and you… I didn’t want your mother involved in this, I didn’t want you to find out so soon.» 

She is clearly in pain right now, and you feel so close to her. You wipe out a tear from her cheek.

«You tried to protect everybody and I am so grateful. You are a special woman, Effie Trinket, I don’t think we realise it when you do something like this but you do it all the time. You try and try to make everything easier. I am sorry for today, and I am grateful we are friends.» 

And if in your room there are cameras, and you are mostly certain there are, Effie Trinket just became a target. 

There is still a person you have to make amends to. After staying a while with Effie, you grab a bottle from the kitchen and knock on your mentor’s door.

He opens it, clearly inebriated but still in control.

«I came bearing gifts.» You try, handing the bottle to him.

When you close the door behind you, you notice that the situation is serious. There are a lot, a lot of bottles on the floor and several pieces of glass, the bed is not made and the air is unbreathable.  

«What the hell?» You watch him, shocked. He shrugs like it’s the most normal thing he can do.

«I’ve had a bad day.» 

«All this in one day?!»

You grab all the bottles on the floor to throw them away and open the window, with a concerned look on your face. You can’t die because you have to babysit him.

«You are still angry.» He notices, barely standing. You guide him through the bed, although you should probably change it before someone could lie down in it, it smells like liquor. To be fair he smells like liquor too. 

«This is a different kind of anger.» This is you being worried. You know he is unstable, screwed up and brilliant, and you get why he became like that, but he is forty-one. He can’t go on like this forever.

«You are hot when you are angry.» He comments, and you can’t help but to blush and giggle a little. If he gets to be irresponsible, you get to be superficial. You like being called hot by the man you have a crush on. 

«Uh, I like you better when you are drunk. Oh- shit.» Throwing away the pieces of glasses you cut yourself. «Shit, I’m sorry.» You stained the bed with blood. Fuck fuck fuck. It hurts like hell.

You get up to clean yourself and the sheets, but he stops you. «I don’t think I have a towel.» 

«It’s ok, we can use paper.» 

«Come here.» He put his lips on your finger, sucking it. You try to act nonchalantly about it, even if you look each other in the eyes for a moment, and in that moment you can swear he wants you too. He watches you like he wants to eat you, like you are his prey. «Still hurts?»

«No.» You whisper, and he sits on the bed again. You follow him. «I wanted to talk about breakfast.»

«I figured.»  

«Effie told me everything.» You quietly begin the speech you prepared. «I don’t want to be left in the dark of what happens anymore. I’m capable of taking care of myself.»  

«That’s my job.» He argues.

«And you are terrific at it. But I needed to know that. What if Snow does something to Holly? To you? I needed to know that. We have to work as a team. Will you promise me you won’t keep me in the dark anymore?» 

«Ok.» He murmurs. 

You take his hand. You will die in a week, do what you want to do and stop being a coward!, you force yourself to think.

«And Effie said something wrong.» Your voice sounds more like a screech and less of a, well, voice.

«Mh?»

«Effie said something wrong.» You repeat, «This morning she said “She is not yours”.» You take the courage to look at him in his blue eyes. «She is wrong. Haymitch.» Cheesy? Definitely. You didn’t think about this part of the speech. 

He snorts. Not kinda the reaction you expected. «Nonsense.»

You feel the embarrassment through your body and if only you had a shovel right now you would bury yourself. «It’s ok you don’t have to, you know, return the feeling it’s just that I’m condemned to certain death so…»

«You don’t have to.» He stops you.

«I don’t have to… what?»

«You just found out about Snow and everything and you think you have to do some shit to survive, but not with me.»

You are shocked and a little offended by his implications. «Fuck off, Abernathy.» You say with a loud voice.

«Uh?» He seems confused, maybe because he is wasted but that doesn’t give him a free pass.

«Fuck off!» You echo. «You think it was easy for me to admit that I have feelings for you? I like you but I know you are an asshole.»   

«Geez, thanks.»  

«No problem.» You cross your arms around your chest and you suddenly want to leave. Leave and cry at the rejection in your bed like a normal 24 years old and not a Hunger Games’s tribute. 

He stops you, grabbing your arm to push you against the closed door. You are dangerously close right now.

«Don’t grab me.» You mouth to him.

«I can do whatever I want if you are mine, can’t I?» He licks his lips. Gosh, how is he irritating and attractive at the same time? There is something in the way he does certain things. 

«That’s not how it works.»

«So you say you have feelings for… this?» He observes the room with an unsure look on his face.

«This is not your best form but, yes. Can you stop making me repeat this? It’s humiliating.» You beg, but he only smiles.

«So that is why you wanted me to sleep with you.» Your face flushes red. «You know I’m a big fat mess.»

«I can confirm it.» You worked for him, you know all his dark sides.

«Mostly drunk, older than you, so… are you fucked in the head?»

Very classy. «Possibly.» You breathe, «But I’m sent to die in a week and I’ve wanted you for a year, so…»

«So you really are insane.» His hand caresses your hips, his lips come down to kiss your neck. «You know I should say no, tell you that you could have so much better.» He goes low, to kiss your collarbones. «But I’m a selfish man.»

«Please be selfish.» You agree with an almost desperate tone.

He crushes your lips with yours in a passionate kiss, almost violent. You were right, it feels like heaven, even if he tastes like burning liquor. And woods, he tastes like wood and forests and tobacco, it’s inebriating. His arms grab you so easily and you hook your hips to his chest. 

«Dear heavens, you feel so good.» He mumbles as he throws you on the bed, falling on top of you.

«I’m not sleeping in this bed.» You declare, and he giggles. 

«I don’t intend to let you sleep even for a moment tonight.»

[basketballanonsblog]

Something new

This is Jihyo's pov in 'Where we stand':

Jihyo stood in front of the mirror, making sure she looked her best for this outing. Outing? Or date? She had allowed you to court her and she would be lying if she said it had not made her swoon. Truthfully, despite your instant and mutual attraction when you first met, Jihyo stood by what she had said.

However, as the months passed by, you broke down her defences. But Jihyo happily accepted it. It was raining, on the day she had realised she had fallen in love with you.

You had run through the pouring rain after they had finished working just because you "wanted to see her". It was that moment, that made Jihyo realise that everything you had done and continue to do, was your way of saying I love you. She recalled how you shivered from the cold rainfall but your warm smile was infectious, igniting something within Jihyo. Leading to an 'oh' moment and a sleepless night. Instead of feeling afraid like she initially thought she would be, Jihyo just felt light and happy.

And two months later, she finally decided to use this opportunity to tell you the truth.

Finally deciding that she was satisfied with her presentation, Jihyo left her room, only to hear Sana teasing you.

"Ah y/n you're so sweet. I wonder if Jihyo would mind if I steal you for the day instead?"

"Yes, she would mind." She knew how to make an entrance, and she giggled to herself when you whipped around to look at her, flowers in your hand. "Hi."

You waved shyly at her, and your reaction to her never ceases to amaze Jihyo.

Both of you did not stick around long, and as she took your hand, everything felt right.

~x~

You were always full of surprises, calling her beautiful at the top of the ferris wheel. No one had ever looked at her the way you had done at that moment, and deep down, she wishes that look will never change.

And now here you both were, sitting side by side. Jihyo was still feeling the energy of being pushed high on the swings, and if she had not already, Jihyo would've had fallen in love with you after today.

You had become quiet, and she noticed you frowning and wringing your hands together. Before she could ask if everything was okay, you blurted out her name.

"Jihyo. What exactly are we?"

"Hm?"

"I know you said you don't do dating but I don't know where we stand." You held her hands to anchor yourself.

She knew what was about to happen, and braced herself.

"Jihyo I'm in love with you. Every moment I spend with you, I keep falling. And I'm sorry to spring this on you out of the blue but keeping this bottled up started to hurt. I feel lighter after getting all of this out but please don't feel pressured-"

Jihyo surged forward to embrace you tightly, and caressed your cheek.

"I love you too y/n."

Your smile was practically blinding, and you leaned into her touch.

"I was so afraid that I would lose you if I said anything."

Jihyo wanted to ease your worries, but you pulled out a sleek box. She gasped when you opened it, revealing the necklace.

She listened as you explained your choice of gift but she also felt like she was drowning in your love. Jihyo started crying, which you immediately noticed and before you could ask her what's wrong, she pulled you towards her for your first kiss.

It didn't take long for you to sink into the kiss but she pulled away after a minute.

"I must have done something exceptional in a previous life, if the universe has given me someone as extraordinary as you."

You put the necklace on her, and the pair of you admired it.

"So um...does that mean we're dating now?" You looked sheepish, and Jihyo decided to tease you.

"Hmm I'm not sure if I'm ready to make it official." You look dejected and Jihyo felt a little bad.

"Oh my gosh honey, I was kidding. Yes, you can say that we're dating."

You pouted at her, making your now girlfriend laugh.

"That was mean Jihyo."

She planted kisses all over your face until you yourself giggled.

"I'm sorry jagi, what can I do to make it up to you?"

"You can tell the members that we're together?”

Jihyo blanched at the idea of telling the girls, because she knew she would be the target of their teasing for a good while.

"Ugh fine. But I'm only doing this because I love you." And for Jihyo, she would say those three words over and over again if meant you smiled like that.

[beantothemax]

The dragonstones had all been returned to their rightful owner. Along the way, Therion had encountered a ghost from his past. With some blood, sweat and lots of tears, that was dealt with. Well, his friends also helped.

Alfyn had been more than happy to be a shoulder to cry on when Darius showed his horrid grin again. He was surprised such an encounter had affected Therion so much, but he didn't judge him. Therion needed support and he would provide it.

The thief watched intently as the butler removed the fool's bangle from his wrist. He rubbed his wrist as Cordelia began speaking.

"I know our deal is over, but you're welcome to visit whenever you want to," she smiled.

Therion hardly heard a word of what she said over the excitement of his newfound freedom. His arm was so light without that accursed chain. The sore, red indent it created was free.

"I'll think about it," he muttered, though his attention was still fixed on his wrist.

They exchanged shallow farewells before Therion left. He didn't return to the inn. He had to be alone. The others didn't need to see him cry again.

Boulderfall fortunately had several nooks and crannies to hide in. It took no time to find one on a cliff high above town. Therion could look down at the citizens as they went about their days. He sat leaning on a rock and instead stared at the sky.

Clouds rushed by in the strong wind. How light they must be. The heavy weight on Therion's wrist felt as light as the fluffy clouds looked.

When he shed the fool's bangle, every memory with it no longer meant anything. They shouldn't. That chapter of his life was behind him now, and he could move onto something new.

But he thought of Darius. How that man terrified him. He always thought he could kill him if they met again, but when they did, he could hardly fight. He had to rely on his friends to kill that bastard as he stood frozen in shock.

Alfyn had been the one to drag him out when Darius fell. He rushed Therion to the inn and held him as he cried. He stayed with him for hours, stroking his hair and kissing his cheek till he had worn himself down and could cry no more.

The memories of burdening Alfyn could go too. They were unpleasant. He didn't want to rely on anyone, especially not him. Such a sweet man deserved to love someone just as good as himself.

"Finally found you! We were starting to get worried," that oh so beloved voice said.

Therion looked to his side at the cheerful Alfyn who approached. He sat beside him, wrapping an arm around his shoulder.

"It's nice up here," he smiled.

Instinctively, he leaned on his lover. He was exhausted and Alfyn's chest was his favorite pillow.

"So you got the band off?" he asked.

Therion nodded and lifted his hand which Alfyn took. He carefully held it as he examined the mark. The feeling of Alfyn's hands holding his own was familiar and welcome. But Alfyn pressed a kiss to the mark.

"It'll go away soon," he said.

Gods, he really was the sweetest.

"Are you sure you like being with me?" Therion muttered.

That question made Alfyn's heartache even more everytime he was asked. Therion was perfect in every way but couldn't see it himself.

"Why wouldn't I? You stole back three dragonstones! You know how awesome that is!?" Alfyn smiled like a child.

"I guess it is."

... Perhaps not all fool's bangle memories were bad. Lots of them had Alfyn. He would laugh with and kiss and hold Therion with the biggest smile on his face. Those memories were precious.

pie….. pie!!!!!!!!!

THIS IS THE SWEETEST NICEST THING EVER OH MY GOSH

just!!!!!! the! everything!!!!!!! alfyn always being there for therion whenever he isn’t feeling ok!!!!! him always staying with theri whenever he was upset until he literally couldn’t cry anymore!!! all of that happening directly after the fight with darius!!!!!!! theri thinking that he doesn’t deserve alfyn but he does!!!! he deserves so so much and he just doesn’t know that!!!!!

and the whole thing you’re with the fool’s bangle being a physical representation of his memories!!!! with it off he’s leaving a part of his life behind!!!! but when alfyn kisses it!!! it’s like!!!! not all the memories with it were bad!!!!!!! aaaaaaaaaa!!!!!!!!!!!

I am going to go to your house and. piledrive you directly into your bed because I love this so so so much. how are those two related? good question.

[blackrosesfanfic]

Chapter 267

Cammie

I left Lane up putting him on my shoulders. Let's see if we can get Trey's attention. I didn't tell anyone we were coming. I have a female bodyguard in the audience with me. Lane was surprisingly okay with all the people.

"Oh my fucking gosh." The person next to me says making herself taller. "Little Trey Songz."

"Please maam." Emma says tapping the girl.

I look up at Lane. He was waving to the stage. Trey walks over in the middle of the song. He sings a bit then he jumps off the stage out of nowhere. The crowd gasps. It was too sudden to be a part of the show. Everyone starts making a fuss. Somebody reaches up taking Lane. I spin around. He's passed up two people. I stand on my toes. A few seconds later Lane was up on stage followed by Trey. How they just gonna fucking take my fucking son like that. Everybody in front of me turns around looking at me. I look back at them like what. Trey sings with Lane in his arms. Lane was watching everybody. I'm surprised he not crying.

"I love you." Someone says to me.

"You love me?" I ask confused.

She hugs herself. "Can I take a picture?"

I shrug. "Yeah."

"Thank you. I love you so much." She says taking the picture of me then a selfie.

I thought I would be able to blend in with the crowd like I used to but it was quickly starting to turn into a selfie party. The crowd is moved and Buggiz comes up to me shaking his head. He let's one more person take a picture then he moves me through the crowd where he came from. I hug him as he tries to help me up the stairs. He starts walking with me hugging him.

"I miss you."

"You retarded." Is all he says.

He unlocks a door walking through it to the backstage area. I kiss his cheek then put my hands on my hips looking around. Where are we? He starts walking. I walk behind him until I hear my son. I push pass him and run to where I hear Lane talking.

"No. No." Lane says. "That one."

"This one?"

"Put it on." Lane demands. "This."

Trey laughs. "Okay. Give it here."

I walk into the room. Lane is standing up on the couch flipping through Trey's clothing rack. I chuckle. I'm pushed into the room more then the door closes behind me. Trey smiles at me before he even looks at me. I smile harder.

"Thank you." He says then changes his shirt. "This the right shirt?"

"Yes." Lane says putting a hat on his head. "Taden at the room."

Trey smiles at him. "Caden at the room? You left Caden by himself?"

Lane snatches the hat off. "No man."

"No?" Trey laughs. "Who with Caden then?"

"Grandma got Taden. Grandma take Caden in the room."

Trey comes over to me. He had a straight face. Lane is steady talking about Caden and being left in the room with his grandma. Trey grabs my hips and smiles really hard at me. He just stares at me for a few seconds. I kiss him. There's a tap on the door then it opens.

"Trey... oh hey family." CiCi says.

"Caden came?" Trey asks.

I roll my eyes. "Lane was whining about me coming to get him. Me, Caden, and Amber went to get Lane. Your grandma..."

"Don't do that." Trey says rubbing my side.

"Tremaine she locked herself in a room with my son."

Trey chuckles a bit then stops. "It's not funny but Jay... come on."

I roll my eyes. "I was going to miss you so I just left him. But now I can't go with you to New York because I have to get milk to him. You know how he is about the bottle two days in a row."

"He is spoiled." Trey kisses me. "Lane you coming to New York with me?"

"I know that is. I not." He snatches the hat off again. "Daddy I go."

Trey kisses me. "I got my talkative buddy."

"Can you believe that Marco..."

"Who the hell is that?"

"Can you believe Hydia husband fucking some stripper and this other girl. Fucking ridiculous. What the fuck does marriage even mean?"

Trey kisses me. "It takes a lot of women to equal up to that one. Jayla I'm sorry. Don't go giving her advice like you in her shoes. It wasn't even like that."

I nod. "I know. It still passes me off just the same. I just wanted to vent about it. I'm not comparing it to me or nothing."

"Yes the hell you was. Men ain't shit. Fuck them bitches." He whispers in my face. "I'll have someone bring Caden to New York okay? So we can all be together."

"No I'm not about to be stressing about my baby on a plane without me."

He kisses me. "Well send him some milk on the plane. Ma's got him."

"Umm..." I blow.

"Umm." He kisses me. "CiCi? What we doing?"

"Calling the family and going to the hotel room to whine about missing them." She shrugs acting like she fighting Lane.

Trey kisses my neck. "I'm trying to hold my news but... I cant."

"You make a million dollars a year?" I say like I'm excited.

"I got the title of my album approved along with the first single."

I smile. "Titled Jayla."

"Forever Jayla." Lane laughs squeezing between us. "Mommy you say Jayla?"

"Yes, Lane."

Trey picks Lane up. "It is Jayla. Forever is the song being released next month."

I giggle. "That's a cute idea but what is it really?"

"CiCi?"

She hands me a iPad. There's a picture of our hands from our wedding photos. I drop the iPad to my side and cover my mouth. I felt instantly emotional. Like this is my favorite picture that we took that day in the freezing cold. Did I tell him that it was my favorite picture. He takes the iPad from me handing it to CiCi. He comes close to me but Lane hugs and kisses me first. I smile. Trey says something to CiCi then guides me towards the door. I never imagined having a fucking album named after me. A fucking Trey Songz album. Being in the crowd watching him today had already brung back my teenage memories and dreams. They say artist write their best stuff in their darkest hours. I never thought an album about me would come from that. I was near tears as we get into the waiting car.

"Mommy I pee."

"Buggiz." Trey says opening the door back. "Lane has to use the bathroom."

Buggiz gets into the car. "There's a store I can take him in right here. That person acting too wild for me."

"Close?"

"Yeah." Buggiz nods.

Lane watches the iPad that CiCi gave him. He probably doesn't have to pee. He likes to lie about using the bathroom. I don't want to say that and he has to use some unsafe restroom.

"Tremaine." I say looking at him on his phone.

"Yeah?" He looks up from the phone.

I shake my head. "I'm too popular to blend in with the crowd."

He chuckles. "You sad about that?"

"Yes." I pout. Lane snaps his head at me. I smile. "Just a little."

"I told them to get my fucking wife out that gotdamn crowd. Bitches are jealous as shit. Might try to fight you."

I stare at him then say. "Fight me? They love me."

"Thankfully those girls did. I think about the ones that hate you cause they ain't you."

"This is really going to make me a big deal for 15 minutes."

Trey kisses my cheek. "I feed off your energy. So humble. You make me better. Aye CiCi write that down. I feed off your energy. You make me better. Neyo said it first. You make me better..." he sings. "Movement by myself but we're a force when we're together."

"Trigga." Lane laughs. "Be quiet."

"What?" Trey says.

Lane snickers. "It's a Trigga." He plays Trey's video. "Be quiet."

"How cute?" CiCi says. "You need to record that. Lane say Trigga Trey."

"No." He shakes his head wild. "He say that."

"You say it. Here." CiCi says recording him.

He pushes the laptop to the floor. "Trigga. No Trigga. Be quiet."

"Let's use the bathroom, Lane." Buggiz says opening the door.

"Let's go Mommy." He comes over to me.

"Dont be mean to ladies, Daylan. Pick that up."

Lane cries immediately picking it up. He gives it to CiCi. I patiently smile and guide him out of the car. He is fake. As soon as we are out of the car he stops crying and starts talking about random stuff he sees.

Rollie

I stare at the itinerary for the baby shower. They put this thing together fast. I was tasked with finding out what we needed for the baby. I don't know. Leah likes to shop online so shit is constantly coming. I figure we don't need to buy anything for the house. We have a crib that came in the mail the other day. I really don't know.

"What is this?" I ask picking up an Amazon box.

"Stuff keeps coming in the mail. I don't know."

"What do you mean?"

She shrugs. "Read the label."

I look at it. "You didn't order this?"

"No. I didn't order any of that stuff." She snaps.

"But it all matches." I say opening the box. There's a letter inside. "For Jordan."

Jordan cuts her eyes in our direction. "Huh?"

"You do those damn dishes." Leah snaps. "Playing over shit like you love doing dishes."

"Yes maam." She whines.

I put my arms around Leah. My dick gets hard. I let her go looking down. Ain't no shit like that had ever happened. She cups my dick then walks away. I start walking out the kitchen. I stop sitting the box down. I tap the box to get Jordan attention then I put my finger to my mouth. She rinses her hands off then gets off the stool slowly. I smile at her then walk away.

"One day of sleeping with that pillow and I was rejuvenated. I swear. Huh? Yeah. I wasn't around as much when the moms came in. Not like that. No really. Really. I don't. It's okay. Aight. Love you too."

"Who was that?"

She lifts her shirt over her head. I step out of my pants kicking them to the side. Leah grabs that damn pillow. Fuck no. We not having sex with the damn pillow around. She leans over offering her ass to me. She looks back like I'm taking too long or something. I slap her pussy.

"Who the fuck was that?"

She moans. "I'll tell you afterwards."

I kneel down and bite her pussy as if I were biting into a big burger. She moans loudly. I dart my tongue into her. Her nut follows my tongue out oozing to her clit. I rub it in with my hand as I slide my dick into her. She screams into a blanket that she had. Her pussy was throbbing. I rest my dick into her. I wanna fuck her hard so bad. I push deep and fuck her slow. Deep and a little hard. Not too much. She grabs my hand putting it on her waist. I hold her steady. She nods.

"What that mean?" I lean forward.

"Do it harder."

I look down at her ass. This bitch must be trying to have this baby today. I grab her waist with both of my hands and I do as told. She moves a bit. I start to switch it up but she gives me a look. I fuck her harder like she wants. She moans into the bed as I cum. I lean over on her. Gotdamn. Should have made her comfortable months ago. Guess I fucking know now. When pregnant happy doesn't mean comfortable. Comfortable equals sex.

"You trying to go into labor?"

"From fucking?" Leah moans.

I stroke my soft dick into her. It doesn't work. I get off of her to stand back and watch her. She holds her stomach. See dumbass. I go to the bed and kiss her. I rub on her stomach. She chuckles.

"Help me lay down." She asks then moans. A painful moan.

"It felt too good?"

She laughs then stops. "Shit."

"You need some water?"

"I got some right there." She blows. "I couldn't breath."

"You a dumb bitch."

She rolls her eyes. "Hell yeah."

I walk into the bathroom. "Who were you talking to?"

"Cammie Talking about how she abandoned me."

"How she abandoned you? When this happened?"

"She said she just up and left. Something else about so much going that she didn't check on me. Something else about how Trey's mama and your mama. Oh them being overbearing. She's going to surprise Trey at his show."

I give her a gown and a rag. "Your ass bout to be stuck in the bed."

"Imma drink this water and go to sleep. Ain't nothing to do."

"Fuck you mean? You were about to cook."

She gets comfortable in the bed. "Mhmm."

"Oh lazy ass."

"Ma!"

I turn away from the door. "Wait!"

She closes the door back. "Why you naked in the middle of the day!"

"Your mama sleep."

"Whatever." She blows.

I hit Leah on the ass. "Wake up. Ignoring your fucking daughter."

"Rollie." She snaps exposing her ass.

"You want some more?" I say rubbing her naked ass.

"You wanted me?" Leah asks.

I start to say something. But she is on the phone.

"Rollie gonna take you to dinner. I don't know talk to him." She giggles. "He a stinky man. Who knows why he likes to be naked. Yes, go get ready. Yes that's fine. Wear whatever you want. Okay. I will. Love you too." She turns to me. "Get off my ass. Jordan said wear your Jersey so yall can match."

"How your ol lazy ass gonna fucking..." I hit her ass again.

She moans. I suck my teeth and go get ready to take my baby out. She can find something fun to do. Maybe we will eat at a fancy restaurant and go ride some cars. She doesn't need to go shopping. She's had enough gifts.

[starlya-3]

A Christmas morning with the Gonzalez's

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~☃️🧑🏼‍🎄~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I woke up to the sound of Christmas music blasting through the house "What the hell", I reached over to my bedside table for my phone to check the time 8:30, I rolled out of bed and walked into the kitchen where my husband (Tony) and daughter (Lola) we're makin' gingerbread cookies "so making cookies without me" Lola looked up at me and smiled, with batter on her lips "sorry mommy, you want some?" she came over to me with the spoon in her hands "no thanks baby". She quickly ran back to the chair and continued mixing, "Look who's awake", he gave me a kiss on the cheek "You look like a mess..and so does this kitchen" I put my hands on my hips and looked around, so many boxes on the floor and flour, "c'mon enjoy the morning" after all I was dying to spend the morning with both of them, and I got the chance so now I will take it. "Mommy?" "Mhm?" I walk to the seat next to her, "Daddy says when you're angry you look like the Grinch" I scoffed, that creature can't say that I look like the Grinch "Lola!" he nervously laughed "But you said not to lie!" I laughed at her statement "it's ok my little monkey, why dont we go shower?".We headed upstairs to the bathroom where I prepared the bubble bath for us, while we were up there, Tony put the cookies in the oven to bake. "Mommy, can I go play with Rory later?", he was our neighbor, and Lola would often play with him, but today he and his family went on a trip, "Oh I'm sorry monkey, but he's on a trip right now", I could see the sadness in her eyes "it ok" was all she said before stepping into the bath ~time skip~ While I was helping Lola get her slippers, I smelt some smoke, we rushed downstairs where Tony was fanning away the smoke with a cloth, "What the hell happened?!". I could clearly see that he burnt the cookies, but didn't want to disappoint Lola with the news "Daddy what did you do?" "Well *clears throat* i.uh slipped over Tammy Twinkletoes and then uh pressed the wrong button..and now the cookies are um...a bit brighter?" she was unfazed at this statement "well then let's make more!" she ran to the pantry and looked for the batter, "Lola.. there's no more..".Thats when it happened, the most wretched sound in all history..she started crying, she ran upstairs and into her bedroom. "Tony Gonzalez, go and comfort my baby right now!" he ripped off his apron and ran upstairs, there was nothing I could do...unless "Mom!" I had the grand idea to text my mom, after all, Lola did, in fact, love her cookies. I pulled out my phone and texted her. ~~~Mama~~~ | Hey ma change of plans, can you bake the cookies, please| |What hppend to "I'll do it myself"?| | plan failed, Tony burned the cookies| |ok fine, be there soon| |thx🩷| I rushed upstairs to tell them the good news, "Guess what?!", Lola still looked a bit out of it but she still turned around, and so did Tony. "Nana's baking cookies!" her eyes wide open in excitement, she got out of bed and hugged me "I knew you had a plan Mommy!" we both laughed together and went downstairs leaving Tony behind "Hey what about me!" he laughed getting up and out. ~ding dong~ "Nana!Nana!" Lola opened the door and hugged Nana "Careful" I took the cookies out of her hand and placed them on the table, we all sat on the table eating the cookies. The cookies were still a bit too hot and Lola ate them way too fast "Oh shit!" she said, we all gasped and looked at her "Oh gosh, where did you learn that sweetie?" Nana questioned "Oops... Daddy said it" We all turned to look at him "Tony!" he looked up at us from his plate and then coughed "Oh *cough* I Stubbed my toe!" I placed my hands on my face..... What a Morning

[bakuvantea]

HEY BESTIE I HOPE YOUR HAVING AN AMAZING DAY

CAN I GET SOME GENERAL HEADCANONS WITH SUNG JIN-WOO WITH A FEMALE S/O

FEEL FREE TO IGNORE BUT REMEMBER TO TAKE CARE OF YOURSELF

>:)

general relationship headcanons of sung jin-woo with his beloved s/o

- warnings: none! just a tad bit of nsfw implications

- audience: I made this gender neutral, i do hope that’s okay!!

- a/n: hello >:) anonnn (may i call u that? lmao-) here’s your request love!! thank you for your kind words <33 stay heathy, stay hydrated, and always rest up okay? hope you have an amazing day ahead too!!

also idk who jacob is-

-•-

: pre-awakened jin-woo (before entering the carthenon temple)

> he was always cautious, he didn't want [you] to hear the whispers going around about how you could've chosen someone better, about how you could've loved someone that was not him. thus, he was very shy and timid, always on edge when he feels the piercing stares from his batchmates -most especially when you try to initiate physical contact with him in your school or in public, you'd see him uncomfortable and so you'd immediately stop (because you respect him, ily). behind closed doors though he would always go above and beyond in pleasing you and making you feel loved, although he always doubts himself so you always make sure to give him praises and assure him that he is the one you love (not that jerk jacob from the class next door).

> he always wears spare hair ties or hair pins around his wrists in case you forget or lose yours. in fact when its weekends -and when he's not out infiltrating dungeons and positively offering his life on a silver platter- he always tries to study new hairdos and hairstyles so he can have more variations and choices when he ties or pins your hair for you. he'd always kiss the top of your head after and you'd feel his smile as he nuzzles your hair, smelling your shampoo. since his hair is also long, you'd also return the favor and tie his hair for him. his favorite would have to be the classic apple look with a pointy lock of hair erect in the middle -he really looks like a shih tzu, adorable-

> he.blushes.so.easily !!! he is very weak to praises and your lil kisses that pepper his face. you can see him glow and you even see his smile evidently becoming wider despite him shying away from you, looking downwards to avoid your loving gaze.

> he may be sht but he is also very playful towards you, teasing you and throwing pillows at you when you’re in his room, what a baby.

> often during dates he'd always need to leave early because he really needs to earn money and g to the dungeons. although you try to offer him some of your savings or your help during the dungeon raids, he'd always reject your offer, thinking of how it may burden you or the dungeon raids may possibly hurt you. you don't listen to him though, you give some of your savings to his sister when you cross paths in your school, and you'd always register after him in raids or call up someone you know to have you join in.

"(name) why are you here?!"

"angel face, i can handle myself just fine. it's my choice to help you and whether you like it or not, i've also been called for this raid. come love, we're going in."

> you'd always take his blue hoodie and wear it. he gets so shy when you smell it.

he gets frantic when you take his hoodie and start sniffing it, exclaiming; "stop! i smell weird."

you raise an eyebrow at him, "woo, you smell fine. i like it."

he tries to stutter a remark but was silenced by your smile.

> you always try to visit his mother with him and his sister, jinah. you always talk to their mother out loud and you'd see jinah smile gently at you and jin-woo trying to stop sniffles from escaping his lips by biting them and covering his face with his hoodie.

jinah: u simp

jin-woo: shut it

> he loved cuddles! but he really likes kissing your cheeks. he loves how soft they are and he loves feeling your cheeks move when you smile or laugh at his cute antics.

> he loves you so so dear

: post-awakened jin-woo (after the events of the carthenon temple)

> oh, dear it's the monarch-

> you weren't with him when he raided the "d-rank" dungeon that then turned out to be,, well pretty much a bloodbath, so you were very worried when you heard word of the news. you and jinah basically ran to the hospital and when you caught sight of him you almost fell down from relief and pure shock in seeing the state he's in. well, not long after though suddenly he's all buff and you were really trying to make sense of what's happening.

you: hello there good sir, what in the name of fck are you doing in my boyfriend’s room all sweaty and half-naked😀

jin-woo: (name) it’s me

you: haha yes, sir ‘it’s me’ that’s a pretty weird name but i don't judge, anyways my baby boy is not here uhm haha please get out of my boyfriend’s room

jin-woo: (name) it’s really me!

you: no sir, my woo radiates baby energy, you on the other hand radiates big dilf energy, haha i do not like what i am sensing so please for the life of me leave-

(jinah had to convince you that it is indeed jin-woo, you had her stop you from trying to hold his tiddies)

> you were very happy in seeing how confident he’s become, and you were even more proud with how he still says so humble despite his new accomplishments and title.

> it was obvious that he has become distant with others and have set a boundary between him and other hunters, you accept that part of him though since you know just how much he has gone through. he may act aloof towards others but he’s still very playful and comfortable with you.

> you have also noticed another thing though, he has become a bit possessive or much protective over you and jinah. he’d always have you bring a shadow with you to guard you when he can’t be with you. also, when someone stares at you for far too long, he’d step in and go, “hey there pal” and oh gosh was that enough to get the guy running (pretty damn hot)

> you still visit his mom with him, he doesn’t cry now though.

> when he trains, you’d insist on lying down below him when he does push-ups. you’d kiss him every time he swoops down and you’d hear him laugh which then makes you giggle as you hold his cheeks between your hands

> jinah is sick of the two you, always screaming about how on earth did her brother get an s/o before her, the audacity!

> his shadows adore you, of they’d always try to impress you or get head pats when you tell jin-woo to summon them for you. you live them to bits and always thanks them for a job well done in helping jin-woo with his raids. on the first time you accompanied him for a raid -you had to bribe him with more cuddles- and you were shocked with how his sweet adorable shadows turned a full 180, becoming ruthless towards the enemies. quite a show you’d say. after though, they’re back to flocking over you, even dismissing jin-woo lmao

jin-woo, watching you give each shadows head pats: i hate it here

you: get in line then

> it may be due to his newly acquired talents and his current mental and physical prowess but he has become more perceptive towards you. he can always read you and know just what your mood is and he always tries to make you feel better by giving his whole attention to you.

> of but of course, since dear jin-woo has become quite the looker, you also notice how girls flock over to him. and especially miss hae-in (she’s very sweet yes, but hey that’s your man so like—). the moment you discovered that she left her guild to join jin-woo’s, and then confessed (well basically she did) to your man, well you were upset but really who could blame her? instead of taking your frustrations out on her and your boyfriend, you decided to just talk it out with jin-woo and ask him about how it went. the two of you cleared it out and you got kisses and maybe even more after that ;))

> you and jin-ho are menaces to society when you are together, he hates how endearing and annoying you two can be. i mean, does he really hate it? nope, he absolutely loves seeing you two interact, although his head always throbs when you two start screaming to britney, gaga, and doja.

> a tease, he has become the master of being a tease, you hate it and love it at the same time. he’d trail kisses down your neck to your thighs and leave some marks then he’d suddenly walk away while asking you what take-out you want. rude, that’s what he is. ofc he always finished what he starts tho oop-

> he always randomly bites you now, you don’t know why but it’s really cute when he starts nibbling so you let him be.

> so extra when he tells you that he loves you. he professes it in such weird but adorable ways. one time he had printed out ‘i love you so much’ on a big-ass tarpaulin and had his shadows hold it for him while he’s kneeling down smoldering at you. you hate him so much (you don’t-). or that one time he bought a bouquet basket and had a ring tied to one of the flowers, you had to take the bouquet apart since the damn ring fell to the very bottom.

> sometimes when he gets back to the agency after his dungeon raids you and jin-ho would see him all grumpy and you immediately know that either he wasn’t able to make the enemy his soldier or his coat got ruined.

jin-woo: *sad noises*

jin-ho: that’s okay, you can kill and slaughter the others and take their souls next time

you: jin-ho couldn’t you have worded that better-

over-all, he’s the bestest boyfriend, such a sweet and handsome pretty boy much strong and reliable we love him<333

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- a/n: i can add more to this if you’d like!! just hit me up again lmao it’s too long now so-