#they ARE blushing at eachother a lil bit...

[monzterbatz]

sigh.... i just recently got into dsaf. god damnit i love these fruity ass men

also happy new year 2024 :3

[creativebrainrot]

HNNG havin THOUGHTS and VISIONS

I'm replaying the story on my EU alt and I picked the vigil for sylas. Trahearne in those story instances has a lil bit of FightBoy in him and I like leaning into that for my au trahearne, how he grows into being The Marshal(TM)- need to talk more about that too BUT

Trahearne starts as a sapling scholar, forced to play roles and to chase a "destiny" he may or may not truly care about. Ive seen others talk about him not really care about fighting the dragons like treating it all as a checklist for his wyld hunt- I like using that as where he starts. Heart of Thorns shows him what he couldn't see for awhile, he watches his best and first friend almost die in front of him, trying to save his life. That's The Moment he realizes what everyone has been fighting for the entire time, and when he realizes he wants to fight for tyria too.

So he deliberately steps into The Pact Marshal as a sort of persona. an image. He uses it for diplomacy, for speeches, for everything Official(TM) and he has the choice to step out of it. To just be "Trahearne" again whenever he wants. To spend time with his friends and his cats and read books and talk to his sister etc etc. He doesn't have to stay "The Marshal" in his private life.

Maelgwyn kind of does have to stay "The Beast" even in private. He has no one to REALLY share himself with. His real personality aside from the entire Bit of being The Desert Beast. Maelgwyn doesn't have a tree, he doesn't have friends separate from his persona as The Desert Beast. He can't turn it off he can't escape it. He did chase after a persona for himself. But he's trapped by his persona whereas Trahearne can find being the Marshal to feel like a purpose, something freeing.

Maelgwyn sought out his reputation because he had to. It was his best shot at assimilating or having any amount of normalcy. To gain a reputation that preceded him. And he does enjoy it but he couldn't escape it if he wanted to. He doesn't. But he IS trapped. Even when it doesn't feel like that.

Trahearne isn't as trapped- "The Pact Marshal" could be anyone. It just happens to be him. He can promote the Commander any day and be free of it all if he wanted. "The Desert Beast" will never be anyone except Maelgwyn. If he dies his legend lives on. If he leaves his legend stays and will welcome him back with open arms if he ever returned. In fact if he left his legend may very well haunt him.

Which is another thing. Maelgwyn hates leaving Elona BECAUSE his legend won't go with him. (and he hates non-dry desert climates.) He NEEDS the safety of everyone ATLEAST being at peace with his presence. When Divinity's Reach citizens stare or gawk or lust for him he hates it. Because he doesn't recognize it. Because they aren't familiar. Because it's not directed at the Beast. It's at him. He hates that. He hates being seen as a monster.

Trahearne is completely capable of finding SEVERAL small towns that don't give a shit about him being a firstborn or a sylvari or the pact's marshal or even at all KNOW about any of that.

Maelgwyn will be haunted by a reputation for the rest of his life whether it's because of his appearance- his stature and scars and coloration, his eyes and his demeanor. Whether he is "The Beast" or not.

Trahearne can just. be A Guy.

Okay enough rambling my main point: Maelgwyn chose his persona and he sought out his reputation and eventually it soured to him a bit even though he'd never willingly give it up.

Trahearne had a destiny and a reputation put on him and he didn't enjoy it- he just followed the steps he was told to, until he decided his own path and welcomed a persona that felt freeing.

Also for Trahearne its much more of an actual persona whereas Maelgwyn's relationship to his legend as The Desert Beast does border on an alter ego thing. Not by too much they are both very much personas but Maelgwyn uses his to hide his actual emotions and feelings and thoughts and all the like from even himself. He is not good with the FeelingThings for a long while.

They both have an interesting dynamic with their own relationships to their own roles. i might not be good at vocalizing it myself but my brain is goin 78mph abt this atm

[xxsunoosprincess]

Hi! I was wondering if you could do a request of Enha legal line with a virgin S/O and how they would have sex with them the first time? Thank you so much if you answer 💕!!

ofc cutie!! such a sweet request, I’m happy to write this :3 fair warning, I feel like I got a lil nasty on a couple of these…

Enhypen’s first time with their virgin s/o (OT6)

pairings: enhypen legal line x reader

warnings: 18+, minors dni, reader has fem genitalia, pussy job, corruption kink, a bit of awkwardness and reassurance

Heeseung

“Just the tip” ass mfer. Wants to make sure you are enjoying yourself and are sufficiently soaked so it doesn’t hurt. Keeps your cute pink panties on while rutting his cockhead against your covered folds. When you beg him to do more, he pulls your now soaked panties to the side to expose your glistening pussy. Moans so loud when you gasp at the exposure to the cold air.

Continues to fuck himself against your cunt, leaking head nudging your sensitive little clit. “You ready, love? I’ll just… I’ll just put a little bit in, okay?” as he pants above you. Keeps good on his promise, fucking you on just the first couple inches of his dick until you are creaming all over him.

Jay

He… heheheheh he’s sick in the head. His cock fills out immediately when you tell him you are a virgin, all shy and blushing underneath him. Jay considered himself above typical boyish desires, but this. Fuck. “It’s okay baby, I’ll be gentle with you.”

Knowing that he’s the first to see you like this. He’s the first to see your cunt up close. He’s the first to kiss the whines out of your mouth telling you to quiet down before the boys hear you. His cock is the first to feel the warm insides of your pussy. He has to hold back from fucking you immediately, both for your sake and because he thinks he is going to bust the moment he slips in.

Jake

I know a lot of people say Jake is a fuck boy, but lowkey I think he is a virgin too. He can’t help that he is a flirt! He always leave you blushing, so imagine how shocked you are when he finally gets you into bed, shaking hands caressing you, and he blushes when you whisper out “Jakey… you’ll have to tell me how, it’s my first time”.

He counters with wide eyes and a punched out “I’ll try but umm… it’s my first time too.” Really eases a lot of nerves both of you are emitting, knowing that you are both going into this on the same page. Sexual tension isn’t fragile, and I think that stays true for y’all, lots of embarrassed chuckles and quick finishes. It’s a lovely, memorable night <3

Sunghoon

Definitely plans it out, maybe more nervous than you are. Once he has the knowledge that you plan on giving your virginity to him, he gets crazy. Surprisingly, not in a horny way but in a neurotic ‘I don’t know what to do’ way. He just really wants to make this special for you. Picks out a date, wines and dines you, but hasn’t thought through what to do when he actually has you laid out in front of him.

He sits on his knees between your spread legs, back propped up with the fluffiest pillows he could find. His fingers barely graze your calf before he pulls back as if he was burned. You might be offended by it if you couldn’t see the clear concern in his eyes. “Hoonie, it’s okay. I want this. I want you.” is the magic words to get him to break from where he was frozen in his spot, surging forward to kiss you. “I’m sorry… I didn’t mean to be weird. You are just so special to me, I don’t want to mess this up.” Maybe doesn’t fuck you tonight, but you guys get much more comfortable with eachother.

Sunoo

Appears calm on the surface but if you look close you can hear the shake in his voice and the tears welling up in his eyes. So honored that you trust him with something like this. Even if it’s not a big deal to you, it is to him. Sunoo is all tender touches and soft kisses.

However, he is still a man. Once you give him the go ahead, his hips are jack-rabbiting into yours. It’s in missionary, short and powerful thrusts punching out little “hah, hah, hah”s with each movement. Never stops kissing you. Slows down with sensual rocks of his hips, holding you tightly. Smiling and professing his love for you, completely pussy drunk and it’s your first time together <3 maybe this is just me self inserting, but you both definitely cry as you cum together.

Jungwon

I think wonie might also be a virgin. He’s been so focused on his career and practicing, that he never had time to explore himself. Honestly, I don’t think his sex drive was that high, so when you came into his life he was shocked. Jungwon has never jerked off so much in his life. Every night he is whining and trashing in his sheets thinking about you, feels like such a pervert but he can’t help it.

When there is finally enough time in both of your schedules he takes you straight to bed! Makes sure to finger you and eat you out and make you cum three times before he even gets his dick close to your pussy… he has been fantasizing about this so much he knows he will bust immediately. Has to make sure his girl is just as satisfied as he is by the time he finishes.

END.

a/n: uptick in virgin content on my page recently… what does that mean. xx - princess

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[hisaame]

— ⧽➻Wanderer with a crush!˒˒ˋˋ

『its how i think wanderer would be id he had a crush,,, and this takes place obviously after he stopped being 'scaramouche'.』

╰ˊˊtw: soft wanderer (help), cursing, wanderers past trauma (kabukimono/kunikuzushi) its just a lil bit tho, spoilers.╎ + its a wanderer x reader type shit, so he falls for you!

He thought it couldn't be possible, but it happened. he was already upset at himself for allowing himself to spend time with you. And with those soft and sweet smiles of yours, he'd almost always looks away—and what you wouldn't notice was his his blushy pink cheeks that would always fade back into his normal pale, color when he'd turn to look back at you, tilting his hat a bit to hide his own smirk.

The guy had even known you when he was once Scaramouche, you'd catch his eye from time to time, but he never really thought about talking to you. Back then he just thought of you as a 'pretty girl', then he'd scoff and turn away. He even wished he'd gotten the chance to have one chat with you before he deletes himself out of existence as Scaramouche. You always seemed to look at him with that cheerful smile. But he's glad he got a chance to befriend you, and now, as a normal person.

He didn't even think puppets could fall in love, nor did he think his porcelain face could turn red! But it began happening more often often the more he hung out with you. Being a wanderer made him not be busy—unlike his past self as Scaramouche who always had things to do. He despised that old part of him, but now he's a changed man alright. He's still vedy cautious and trying his best not to show any vulnerability, he wouldn't wanna remind himself of the rime he was a pathetic, dumb doll who allowed himself to be betrayed.

But he wouldn't let you betray him, no. You're stuck with him.

He didnt exactly understand the concept of „love“. He's seen couples in Sumeru and didn't quite get why they were so affectionate, prepping kisses on eachothers lips and always holding hands. He'd sometimes even cringe at it. Even imagining himself like that with you felt weird... Wait, whys he thinking of it in the first place!?

After finally accepting the fact he's in love after days of trying to convince himself he isn't, he began to think—would you feel the same? That thought made him anxious, if you saw him as only a friend. If he really wanta you, he'd try.

And he did.

He'd go to the library more often, looking for romance books and even looking arouns him to make sure noones looking. He doesnt wanna be caught reading something so embarrassing... He read a few stories, even some tips and tricks on how to flirt, which he found pathetic. Who would wanna say "did it hurt when you fell from heaven" to someone they like? Pathetic! But as he read some romance stories, short and simple, he just couldn't help but imagine how it would be with you... How soft your lips would feel against his, and they way your twos fingers would intertwine.

And then he tried some things out.

He has tried pinning you against a wall, fortunately getting a reaction od you having a small blush, but then brushing it right off and smiling like he didn't do anything. Then he even grabbed your chin between his indec finger and thumb to make u look up at him—and you didn't even have a reaction! Wasn't that something common people did to get people to be flustered!?

He was beyond frustrated, even ended up asking Nahida for some help, to which she happily recommended for him to write you a letter, if he was too scared to say what he wanted it in person. 𝖧𝖾 called it pathetic and stupis, and a waste of time at first, but then he immediately began writing one after.

It took him so many tries, so many crumbled up papers on the ground, to the point Nahida also helped him come up with words to write. At last, finally, he decided to be sneaky and put it in your mailbox, knowing you will be opening it soon. He was a flustered mess as soon as he was rushing away once he put the letter in.

He'll definitely be even more flustered if you tease him about the letter the next day... ♡

[sethsclearwater]

i love your work!! can you write paul just being absolutely whipped for a quiet, antisocial reader who doesn’t warm up to the pack very fast? thank u sm!!

he's such a lil cutie🥺🤍

...

"c'mere princess," paul cooed, sliding his hands over your hips so he could gently tug you down into his lap and hold you close to his chest, "everything alright?" he asked softly before pressing a gentle kiss to your forehead.

you nodded, peeking up at him as you let out a breath you didn't realize you'd been holding. paul had brought you over to meet the pack for the first time and you were a bit overwhelmed by all of it to say the least. so while emily finished up the dinner she was working on, you and paul had made your way into the living room with the rest of the boys to chill out on the couches for a while.

"so princess we heard-" quil started but was immediately cut off as paul smacked him upside the head, effectively shutting him up.

"what did i say to you about calling her that?" paul asked sternly, glaring at quil who just rolled his eyes as you let out a quiet giggle at the whole interaction.

at your laugh, paul's gaze softened as he looked down at you, offering you a small smile, "you okay princess?" he asked, sliding the hand he had used to smack quil a few moments prior back under your legs to hold you close to him.

you let out another quiet giggle, nodding, "promise i'm okay," you reassured, pressing a quick kiss to his cheek that had paul smiling even more. you weren't one for much PDA so any kisses in public from you were always a pleasant surprise for paul.

"good," paul murmured, pressing a soft kiss to the crown of your head before turning his attention back to quil who was still looking quite disgruntled about being hit by paul.

"see she's fine-" quil started, immediately ducking when paul went to smack him again, but this time he missed thanks to quil's anticipation of the swing, "jesus christ talk about anger management-" he grumbled as he sat back up, the rest of the pack laughing as paul immediately swung again, this time hitting the side of his head which had quil letting out a loud groan.

"she's got you whipped," embry laughed as he got up from his spot on the couch, stretching his arms over his head, "i like it," he added with a small smile and a wink directed your way that had you blushing but smiling back at him none-the-less.

before paul could argue with embry next, emily came into the living room, "dinner's ready if you guys wanted to eat now," she explained with a smile, laughing as all the boys (minus paul) got up with a bunch of cheers and immediately ran into the kitchen.

"i'll go get you something, yea?" he suggested softly before adding, "don't want you getting trampled by those idiots," he grumbled, eliciting a soft laugh from you that had both of you smiling at eachother.

[onlycrystal]

a night to remember

cw: smut (obvi), reader is a virgin, dom! toji, sub! female reader, age gap (reader is in college), reader is shy, ddlg, size kink, praise kink, tojis a lil mean andddd i think that’s it

authors note: this is my first time writing i’m so sorry if it’s bad😭

rave music blared in your ears, while at the same time, the flashing colorful lights began to hurt your eyes. you looked across the club at your friends and their boyfriends, drinking and dancing (pretty much grinding) with eachother. you sighed, mixing the ice in your diet soda with your straw. you had never been a party girl, but today was your friends 21st birthday.

“it’ll be fun, y/n! pleaseee please come,” she begged as she saw the hesitation in your eyes, but you couldn’t say no.

which led you to now. alone at the bar, developing a headache from the setting you found yourself in, and wanting to go home. it didn’t help that you were wearing a short dress too, sure it was cute, but you shamefully kept pulling it down to avoid it riding up.

you sighed and continued to sip your drink, when all of the sudden out of the corner of your eye, you catch a glimpse of someone sitting down next to you. he was definitely an older man, probably late 30s early 40s. at least 6 feet tall and buff as hell. his raven covered locks slightly covered his gaze, and he had a scar on his lip that enhanced his grin. you looked up at him, to find him already staring at you. although you were both sitting down, you still had to look up to meet the man’s gaze. he looked at you like he wanted to devour you, those green eyes looking you up and down. and that smirk, it never left his face.

“i’ll take a beer, and how bout a shot of vodka for this lovely lil’ lady?” he asked the bartender

“i-i uh… i actually don’t drink…” you said, looking down and fidgeting with your hands. oh, he was having a field day with this. you were just sooo cute <3

“that’s alright sugar, then how bout a diet coke instead?” he winked at you and you felt your face start to heat up. who was this guy?

the bartender walked away and he didn’t waste anytime. “now, what’s a lovely lil girl like you doing in a place like this alone?” his tone was playful, though you still had trouble being in his presence. he was just so intimidating. “o-oh my friends ditched me.. they’re somewhere over there.” you huffed, looking off in the direction of your friends. had they seriously forgotten about you?

the bartender came back with your drinks, handing you your drink that you immediately began drinking. “you got a name, darling?” he said, taking a gulp of his beer. “it’s uh… y/n”

“pretty.” he said, looking straight into your eyes with lust, “names toji”

“‘s nice to meet you t-toji…” you kept your gaze down, feeling his eyes never leaving you like a predator. your headache worsened, and his head tilted at you, seeing you wince in pain. “you need to go outside, doll? you ain’t looking well… i’ll come with ya”

you nodded your head meekly, beginning to stand up and wobbling slightly as you did. this was all just too much. suddenly, you felt an arm grasp at you side, pulling you close. it was toji. he walked you both outside as you shyly kept your blushing face close to his toned chest. you reached the outside and already felt yourself feeling better, breathing in the fresh air carefully.

you realized you were still snug up against his torso, when you moved away quickly. your face turned pink “s-sorry! i didn’t mean to uh… i didnt-“ he grinned looking down at you from a foot distance “it’s alright babydoll…” he brought you close again, kneeling down to match your gaze. he tucked a fray hair behind your ear and kept a hand on your face “pretty lil thing… aren’t ya?” you were frozen, his face was so close to yours and he was just so handsome… those green eyes are so entrancing, you thought. and that scar…

suddenly, he closed the gap between you two and kissed you. you felt his tongue swirl into your mouth as he bit your lip, causing you to whimper in pain and pleasure. he pulled away, “whaddya say we take this to my place, darlin’?”

you considered. your friends were already drunk off their asses and had forgotten about you. you looked at toji again. he was a very attractive man and as much as he intimidated you, he also enchanted you. you had never had such a fine guy come up to you, and he seemed nice. what’s the worse that could happen, you thought to yourself.

you looked at the ground blushing harshly and fidgeting your fingers yet again, “s-sure…” he grinned as he called you both a taxi.

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you arrived at his apartment, and walked in. it was far from unkempt. the kitchen was clean, and he had an organized living room with limited furniture. you didn’t know what to do with yourself, and looked at him. he was unbuttoning a couple of the buttons on his sleek shirt and looked down to see you gazing at him, looking away quickly and shyly as he caught you looking. “ah! s-sorry…” you turned the other way, hearing a deep chuckle come from behind you.

“adorable…” he muttered, as he walked behind you pressing his body against yours. you froze as he began to pepper kisses along your neck, sucking ever so slightly just enough to make you moan quietly. his grip was harsh as he laid kisses all over your body. you turned around and starting making out with him. he groaned into your lips, and his gaze angled down as he say you standing on your tippy toes wobbling in order to barely meet his lips. he chuckled and picked you up suddenly to place you on his marbled kitchen counter. your legs wrapped around his body as you both embraced harshly.

he pulled away, your lip stick had smeared on his lips, leaving him with berry marks all over his lips. “come on shorty~” he picked you up and began walking to his bedroom.

he placed you on his bed, which was made neatly and quite comfortable. he started to unbutton the rest of his shirt, and took it off. his exposed chest was toned perfectly. this man was muscular af, like he could crush you easily. he gazed at you and smirked sleezily.

“what, do you even need help undressing, lil girl?” he began walking over to you, and the height between you grew. you looked up and gulped, “no! i just…er- i…” you nervously fidgeting in your place as toji began to piece things together. he let out a booming chuckle which only further embarrassed you. “my fucking god. i landed myself a virgin, didnt i?~” that same playful tone, but you could hear the lust and desire behind it. he put his hand on your chin and forced to look up at him. “daddy’ll take care of you just fine~”

he began taking your dress off, leaving you in just a bra and panties. toji pinned you down on the bed, interlocking his fingers with you passionately as you made out with eachother sloppily. he unclipped your bra sleekly, and fondled your pretty boob in his hand while sucking on the other. you moaned in pleasure. as he continued to suck on one, his hand moved down further and slipped your panties down your legs.

“shit babygirl, all this for me?” he grinned at your wetness, causing you to blush into the pillow beside you. “nuh-uh, i wanna see you while i fuck you on my fingers.” without warning, he shoved one of his thick fingers into your hole. shit, this was enough to get you off. “toji~ hahh~” you pawed at his chest, moaning loudly. “keep making those pretty lil noises, honey”

he roughly jammed his fingers in and out of your hole, sinful noises filling the bedroom. he rubbed your clit harshly, and tears began to pool at your eyes. “hnnng! t-toji, i’m c-cumming~” his pace didn’t slow. “on my fingers, like a good girl, come on you can do it”

you cum all over his fingers, coating them in a white slick. he brings the fingers up to his mouth and sucks at them. “shit doll, i need to get a better taste of you” he licked his lips and began sloppily eating you out. the pleasure was so immense, like nothing you’ve ever felt before. this man was eating you out like it was his last meal, tongue hitting all the right spots perfectly. you felt your second orgasm forming. as you began to moan louder and louder, toji backed away from your pussy. you whimpered at the loss of pleasure, looking at him to see him fidgeting with his pants.

he let his cock spring free from his pants, and your face went white. it was like nothing you’d ever seen before, he was huge. you were kinda expecting it based off of his build in general but holy shit.

“you gonna keep staring or let me fuck you?” he asked playfully, laughing at your shocked expression.

you began to back up a little into the bed and muttered “‘m scared…”

“oh darling, there’s nothing to be scared of~ let me take care of y’a, alright?” he sat against the headboard of the bed and carried you into his lap. he kissed you again, and you began to become less scared.

you nodded meekly, and he gave you that sleezy grin of his. you could not get enough of this man. “i’ll go slow hun’, don’t wanna hurt you…” he lined up at your entrance and slowly began lowering you onto his dick. you began letting out whimpers and moans of pain, he was so big. “t-toji! hah~~ so f-full…~” you panted and tightened harshly around him. he groaned in pleasure “keep squeezing me like that darlin’ holy fuck.” you were now completely engulfing toji, legs shaking from the pleasure and arms around his neck, scratching at his back. tears formed in your eyes as your whimpers grew louder. “d-daddy, i-it hurts~”

“you’re okay, kid.” he continued groaning as he slowly began bouncing you up and down on his dick. “fuck, you feel so good princess~” you moaned and squeezed your eyes shut as his pace quickened. however, it was starting to feel a lot better. the pleasure was like nothing you had ever encounter “f-fuck toji~ ‘m close!!” he continued to bounce you up and down as his grip against your hips tightened and his pace quickened. “already princess? you can hang on a lil’ - fuck - longer for daddy.” he let out low moans in your eyes which sent butterflies straight down to your pussy. you whimpered directly in his ear as you fought back your orgasm for him. “toji p-please~” he looked into your eyes “come on my cock princess~ gonna fill you up so good, you want daddy’s cum? yeah you want it?” he chuckled at you, but you didn’t care. nothing mattered to you, you needed a release. your moans loudened as you came all over his dick, a white slick glistening on his abs. “fuck, ah~” toji moaned lowly as he came inside you. you fell onto his chest, so mind-fucked.

“t-that was…” you panted, out of breath against his chest. “i’d say the same, princess” he winked at you and smiled. “let’s get you cleaned up, k?”

GUYS this is my first time writing anything like this i’m sorry if it’s very bad. also send me requests if you want!

[jazzyblusnowflake]

I saw your post about your Nuzi headcanons and I have to say THEY ARE ADORABLE!

But it got me thinking, do you have any Vuzi headcanons?

I don't why but I've become obsessed with them in the past while and I wanted to know if you had any ideas for them since you made that incredible Vuzi comic a while back.

oh jeesums, i didn't really expect people to like my HCs enough for it to get over a hundred likes 😭😭😭💕

but yesss id love to take a swing at writing down my subconsciously decided vuzi headcanons too XD so lessee-

Some Vuzi Headcanons i got òvó:

[once again only the drone version ones and as sfw as i can manage lmao sorry asddjfkdfl-]

This version being for AFTER everything is over with and V is ALIVE //or I'm going for Liam's neck personally//- but whether she's with N too or not is for your own interpretation, cuz for ME personally she gets with Uzi AFTER N and Uzi were already a thing together-

Starting a bit similar to the previous HCs, unlike with N, Uzi and V looooooooooooove calling eachother names- ranging from pet names to petty insults, they very hardly call each other their actual names lmao; and Uzi is probably the ONLY person that could get to call V pet names or flirt with her and get away unscathed- V has very little tolerance for anyone else. when actually trying to be intimate or flirty- Uzi loves calling V "Kitty" [cliche i know] and its one of the more acceptable pet names that V allows, but sometimes Uzi goes for pet names to actually make V blush and feel flustered, and those are usually from Uzis more compassionate side since V is allergic to romance apparently 🙄. calling V things like "my pretty", "gorgeous", "you wild thing"- drives V up the wall and she's stuck between wanting to bite Uzi's face off or rip her own off- and likewise when V wants to fluster Uzi she has her own range of heat fueled pet names like "baby bat/batsy", "cutie", "my little snacc"- and overall their job is to try and drive eachother insane lmao. less romantic names on both their sides would be=> [Uzi]: fatty, insufferable nutcase, dumb boob// [V]: shorty, edgy toaster, lil freakshow- and etc etc. TLDR: names.... they call eachother alot of names. that's it lmao.

They have a more avoidant relationship, where N and Uzi would seek comfort in one another, Uzi and V realize when the other isn't feeling well they need space to let off steam and trust one another enough that the other will come to them when they are ready. this isn't the most perfect way to deal with things given they are usually on a time crunch and need to get over their traumas quickly, but in the end they both know they are there for eachother when it matters the most.

teasing.... they do alot of that- although one would argue that V is the only one winning here 😭. V would not let the subject of Uzi being short go- if there's any moment that she could make the joke, she will not let the opportunity pass- anything relating to flustering or embarrassing Uzi absolutely goes- its not uncommon for N to walk in on the two fighting while V is just laughing and cooing at the other that she's just a cute lil baby while Uzi is trying her best to strangle the other without actually harming her. but then Uzi says that V is just a big dumb boob cuz that's all she could see from her pov and N is desperately trying to keep himself from laughing in the background-

V loves picking up Uzi.... that's it... she would never admit it out loud, but holding Uzi up, whether on her back or holding her from the front and feeling Uzi cling to her for support gives her immense internal joy, even if she doesn't show it in her expression. she often prefers picking Uzi up when they make out and this works in both their favors too cuz Uzi loves being taller lmao.

V wouldn't admit it but she is terrified of Uzi getting angry. like actually, genuinely, furiously LIVID level of angry Uzi is enough to make V curl her tail between her legs and just step away slowly. and Uzi.... when Uzi is mad, she talks sickeningly sweet to V. that's how V knows its time to fucking RUN or PERISH.

V is a lot more traumatized than N from Cyn's influence. during her comatosed state she can still vividly remember all the things Cyn had done to her in her mindspace, the same way N got to see all of his own mangled bodies in his own headspace, but unlike N she remembered all of it, hence why she turned into a neurological murder bot. So while she is with the others shes often scared opening up emotionally, and to fix this Uzi tries to force her for some cuddle times. don't get me wrong sometimes both N and Uzi have to literally WRESTLE V til she no longer has energy to fight back just to drag her in the cuddle pile. she usually doesn't talk much and even more rarely breaks down into crying but she's secretly grateful of having Uzi to sometimes force her into things she should do more often in order to heal, and one of those is learning to trust again.

V and Uzi have sparring sessions every now and then- tho sometimes V fights dirty- if you catch my drift lmao- and Uzi is weak for that shit, sadly 😔 Uzi finds herself contemplating her life choices when V is constantly giving her new kinks to consider smhhhh. it doesnt help that V doesnt treat Uzi as weak or breakable, she goes all out and Uzi is thankful to her about it. tho N would not touch this particular catfight between two wild ladies with a 100ft pole- [which would probably be the distance he's standing and watching from...just in case...]

funny enough most of their arguments end with makeout sessions. N cant tell if this is their way of flirting from the start or their way of making up after a fight....

V is secretly protective of Uzi, not interfering when Uzi is dealing with someone but standing a few steps behind her, brandishing her claws just in case, to send an obvious message.

V is absolutely rough when trying to be intimate. Uzi needs lots of energy to heal from bite marks but they always make sure the other is comfortable about it. but when Uzi is soft and gentle with her and focuses on being reassuring and loving towards her, V's a flustered incoherent mess-

despite being the more avoidant one, V is usually the one who initiates any intimacy- [mostly because Uzi is too short or busy or embarrassed to do so 🙄] and when she gets needy, Uzi feels internally giddy as though a cat has chosen her or something-

Uzi likes to ask V sometimes of any HAPPY memories she had back at the mansion.

OKAY- damn that was LOOOOOONG- hope these are good enough- i had a lot of fun writing them :D

once again, left out any nsfw hcs 😇 enjoy the dumpster fire lesbiams-

i also tried my best to leave out the N x Uzi x V headcanons so it would seem more specifically for Vuzi :"3

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Hellooooo!!!!

I was wondering if you could do a this request for Oscar!

Ok so reader is vettels daughter and she races.

They are on a karting race and Oscar crashes with her and she brakes her ankle so she’s in the hospital and he goes with a card and flowers to say sorry and Sebastian is a lil overprotective over her

(Try make it so that Oscar and her don’t really know eachother hustam that they race eachother)

When I thought about this I imagined it like them having 13 or 12:)

thanks for your time!!!!

Thank you @cedricsleftelbow for the request! I love this idea. You know how to melt my heart haha <33

Word count: 490

F1 masterlist

The time setting is prob weird - Sebastian is around his current age and is retired, y/n and Oscar are (as requested) 12/13. Fic approximately takes place in 2013 :)

Your dad has introduced you to the world of motorsport form a very young age. You had watched him race ever since you were little so when he retired and noticed your interest in the sport he decided to help you. He never pressured you, you both considered it your hobby. Nonetheless, you were really good at it and obviously wanted to win every race.

Naturally, your dad was a bit overprotective when it came to your karting races. His little girl being surrounded by boys wasn't something he was very happy about.

You were like a little sunshine before each race, you always greeted everyone with a big smile that you inherited from your father. It didn't take long for you to make friends on track, one of the being Logan. Even if you didn't know someone you still were friendly towards them.

Your relation with Oscar was pretty neutral - you usually greeted each other but you never really had a conversation with him. During the race you noticed his cart getting quite close to yours but it didn't cause you to panic. You entered a turn staying on the inside but he left you little room what caused you to bump into a wall. Well, go karts don't usually achieve high speeds but the way that they are build causes the driver not to be fully safe.

This incident resulted in your dad carrying you thru the door of the nearest hospital as you couldn't walk. An hour later, you had done an x-ray and a nurse said "Fortunately, it's just a sprain, nothing serious". As she was leaving a visibly distressed boy entered the room. He was holding a bouquet, full of white and pink flowers, that covered his blushed, embarrassed face. "I'm really sorry, I- I didn't mean to. It was never my intention. I wouldn't do anything like this on purpose." he nervously tried to explain. "Oscar, kid, don't worry. It was just an accident. Things like that happen." your dad said calming the boy down. You were quite surprised by your dad's behaviour - usually you would assume that he would rip the kid apart. "I'm going to find the doctor and speak to him. I will be back in 10 minutes. Behave." he said standing up and leaving you two alone. Oscar set the flowers on a small cabinet. "I'm sorry we have to get to know each other in such situation but I don't think I have ever properly introduced myself. So, I'm Oscar Piastri and again I deeply apologise, I swear I didn't mean to-" you stuck your hand out "Apologies accepted but you will have to keep me company as I recover".

10 years later.. Y/N's second year in Formula 1, Oscar's rookie year...

"Yea so basically he broke my ankle but was really nice afterwards so that's how we met." you said during a press conference, smiling at Oscar.

[cumulo-stratus]

Embrace[s.r]

spencer doesnt feel like hes anything more than his intelligence, but ethan proves him wrong.

WARNINGS- angst, internalized homophobia, self esteem issues, crying, mentions of mommy issues

college au!Ethan x college au!spencer reid ][ hurt/comfort ][ masterlist!!

a/n- ok this is actually my first ship fic and im so excited!! i've been obsessed with Ethan x spencer ever since i started writing this! hope y'all enjoy reading as much as i enjoyed writing <3

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there was a soft breeze drifting through the window ruffling the non-existent curtains that no college student was going to spend their little money on. Instead there were some cheap shades provided by the university.

Ethan never minded his small means, his small dorm with a small bed despite being in his junior year. The bed was big enough to fit him and Spencer and that's all he cared about.

but tonight, in the dark room they weren't sitting on top together- no Spencer was hunched over himself his body wracking sob after sob, and ethan’s arms wrapped around him. they left comforting circles on his back, and squeezed spencer tightly against his chest.

the darkened room left both boys faces wailed by shadows, hiding spencers tear track stained cheeks from his best friend.

ethan’s hushed voice was deafening over the silence of the tiny dorm room. He whispered quiet small nothings into spencers ear.

spencers cheek was smushed into his best friends shoulder, and his face was in ethan’s neck, breathing in the familiar scent of his worn university sweatshirt.

spencers knees were pulled to his chest in a self soothing motion, and ethan’s arm wrapped around the ball of spencer in his lap. Spencer also had his arms wrapped tightly around ethan’s waist, white knuckle gripping the back of his sweatshirt.

spencer had never felt worth more than when he was with Ethan. Ethan saw him for more than a 187 IQ or a multiple degree nerd. To Ethan, spencer was a man who had humor, deep empathy, and so so much love to give.

And it was nights like these were sometimes spencer needed a little help remembering that.

after all, thats what best friends are for right?

by two am, spencers body didn’t have any more tears to cry. He was a tired cookie sinking into his best friend’s arms.

“i, im sorry,”

spencer sounded hesitant, voice still shaky and throat still frogged. Ethan only chuckled lightly to himself, causing spencers eyebrows to knit together slightly and his head to perk up from its place on the other boys shoulder at the sound.

“spencer you've nothin to be sorry for” ethan’s soothing drawl lulled spencers worries along with the bashful smile he held for the idiotic genius in front of him.

this caused a small smile to crawl its way onto spencers lips and a blush on his cheeks.

“everyone needs a lil’ reassurance sometimes- even geniuses like you spence,”

spence. only Ethan called him spence. spencer liked when ethan called him that. the only other person who had a nickname for him was his mother, and thats a whole other can of worms filled with mommy issues we dont have time for.

these reassuring words caused the aforementioned smile to grow on his lips a centimeter or two. Spencer had now raised his head to look directly at Ethan. Their faces were so close, they could feel each others breath warming the others’ lips.

Ethan couldn't help but let his eyes drift downwards to spencer’s pink lips, the moment getting the better of him. the young genius was too busy staring into ethan’s beautiful deep brown eyes.

the bearded man tentatively lifted a hand to spencers cheek. he cupped it gently, his thumb rubbing away the tear tracks littering spencers soft cheeks. Ethan could feel the heat rising to his already warm cheeks.

this caused spencer to smile a bit, his eyes crinkling slightly from joy and bashfulness. they reminded themselves of school girls, blushing and grinning for eachother.

Ethan leaned in closer without actually touching spencers face with his, if that was possible. though it was spencer who took the final leap to close the gap.

Spencers lips felt exactly how Ethan had imagined them for months, the kiss feeling electric as they danced. Ethan had been pining for his best friend for months, but this whole experience was new for spencer. He had never really kissed anyone, and he had never really imagined it being with a man. but it felt right. like so many things had just clicked into place and spencer felt at peace in ethan’s arms

finally pulling away air, they both grinned big bashful smiles at each other. “that was nice, i like doing that. i like kissing you.” Spencer the ever logical man of science stated them as facts, though the hearts in his eyes were far from logical.

“can i kiss you again?” Ethan phrased it more like a statement than a question, but the offer still stood. instead of a response, Ethan got a kiss, which i guess one could say is a response. this time neither was caught off guard, and they could enjoy it more.

spencer felt fireworks behind his eyes to say the least.

when the pair reluctantly pulled away for air again, Ethan couldn't help but stare into spencer blown, honey brown pupils. Thais caused spencer to blush, a warmth creeping up his cheeks, blending with the buzzing lingering on his lips left by ethan’s own lips.

“i like you, ethan, like a lot”

ethan chuckled a bit, not at spencers admittance, but at the fact he fel the need to say it. “oh really spence, we practically just made out. but for the record i like you to, like a lot” Ethan had a warm smile fas as he spoke, looking down at spencer, who was still resting the side of his head against ethan’s shoulder.

spencer blushed a little when Ethan called him out, but knew he only meant it lovingly. though lovingly was the only way ethan ever spoke to spencer.

Even before spencer collapsed into his arms crying when he came over to vent about classwork, even before Ethan comforted him with no hesitation, and even before they practically made out. which was why Ethan felt the need to support

“hey spence?”

“ya?”

“you know it’s okay that you kissed a guy, ive known i was into guys since freshman year, its okay.”

spencer looked down, fiddling with his fingers like he always did. Ethan took the opportunity to take spencers hands in his. “hey, honey, look at me, it’s okay.” spencer darted his eyes up to Ethan’s and he said with an obvious frog in his throat “its okay that I kissed you, its okay that im in love with you.”

ethan’s smile was warm at spencer’s words, and he placed a peck on his cheek. “thank you handsome, thats all i wanted to hear.” spencer was even more blushy at the pet name, leaning farther into ethan’s shoulder in the hopes of obscuring his face in the other boys sweater.

“you know if your in love with me, then i think that means we should be boyfriends, right?” Ethan had a playful tone, but the questions till stood.

“i think so too, boyfriend.” spencer spoke joyfully, a smile on his face as he placed one last kiss on his now boyfriends lips.

without any other words said the new couple laid down together. spencer laid with his back resting against his boyfriends chest as he curled in on himself.

Ethan took the opportunity as the big spoon to rest in face in spencers hair, the smell of his hair gel bringing comfort.

Spencer fell asleep to the sound of ethan’s breathing and the feeling of his boyfriend’s warmth against their skin. He felt like more than enough in ethan’s arms, in ethan’s embrace.

The End

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hey Mars! Can you do dark red by Steve lacy with Kenma? like they confessing to eachother and all? Thank you! (I'm sorry if it's not cleared enough)

dark red | mars & her music event

“i belong with you, and only you babyy”

— ft. kenma kozume & some cute confessions

AN: i love this song sooo much u have no idea, so i ofc loved writing this !! i had a lot of fun writing this so be prepared for a loooong read. hope u enjoyed & tysm for the ask <3

“something bad is 'bout to happen to me. i don't know what, but i feel it coming”

kenma was never one to be good at dealing with other peoples emotions, much less his own. yet he found himself often thinking, even caring, about you. it was an occurrence that was strange to him. he couldn’t understand why he felt this way, but he knew that he liked you more than anyone else.

“kenma, you realize you have a painfully obvious crush on y/n right?” his tall rooster headed said to him while pinching the bridge of his nose. dealing with kenma’s obliviousness to his crush on you had started stressin him out a lil too much.

“what? no i don’t?? she’s just my friend.” he would protest, not noticing how red the tips of his ears got whenever you were mentioned. but no matter how many times he tried denying it, kuroo was right, he did have a crush, the biggest, crush on you. yet you were oblivious to this as well

“i hink of her so much it drives me crazy. i just don't want her to leave me”

you had been friends with kenma for a while now, spending almost every day with him & his friends. but when you yourself developed feelings for him, you tried to ignore them, not wanting to ruin your friendship in case he doesn’t feel the same.

your relationship began to stray a little bit though. after finding out another girl confessed to him, you assumed he said yes, and began distancing yourself from him. not out of jealousy, you just wanted to be respectful, but also avoiding him was also the easiest way for you to stop the ache you felt in your heart over the boy you’ve been in love with.

kenma found himself missing you more than usual. where is she? why doesn’t she hangout with us that much anymore? was it something i did? he couldn’t handle not being with you daily. hell, he practically confessed his love to you to the girl who confessed to him.

“don’t you give me up, please don't give up. on me, i belong, with you, only you, babe”

when he saw you walking home after school alone, part of him was upset because usually he’s the one walking with you, but another part of him saw this as a perfect opportunity to try see why you’ve been avoiding him.

lost in your thoughts walking home, you’re startled when you hear someone call your name from afar. even more so when you realize that you recognize that name, your crush, kenma kozume.

“hey y/n wait up a sec” he calls after you sheepishly, while jogging over to meet you. “why don’t you walk with me after school anymore?” he asks slightly out of breath. steadying his breath and readjusting his jacket, he looks at you waiting for your response

at a loss for words at this awkward encounter you manage to say “well.. um, i just thiught you’d be walking with your girlfriend i guess” a look of confusion smeared on his face, he blinks a few times in disbelief of what you just said. “my what? who are you talking about?” now it’s your turn to be confused.

“that girl who confessed to you? kuroo told me about it & i figured you started dating her” the look of confusion on his face is now replaced with one of annoyance. palming his face and then rubbing his temple he retorts “oh my god im gonna kill him shit. wait is this why you’ve been avoiding me?” facing your embarrassment head on and looking at the ground, you decide you might as well tell the truth.

“yeah, i just didn’t wanna make things awkward by letting my feelings get in the way.” kenma definitely knows something’s up so he asks “what feelings..?” a slight blush creeping up on your face you confess. “i like you kenma, i’ve liked you forever probably. and i didn’t want to ruin our friendship with my own feelings” you notice a small smile form on kenma’s face, and next thing you know he’s pulling you towards him into a hug.

letting out a sigh, followed by a small laugh he confesses to you himself. “y/n, i don’t know how you never realized, but i’ve liked you the moment we met. kuroo will tell you how much i talk about you. and i even told that girl how i only have eyes for you after i rejected her.” a warm feeling fills your heart, and everything just felt so right. you know how quiet kenma can be, and how little he expresses himself, so this confession was just that more meaningful.

to reassure him & his feelings, you look at him with the biggest, genuine smile, squeezing him tightly in your hug. he places a chaste kiss on your head, then simply says, “so will you stop avoiding me now?” his heart is so full <3

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anything friends to lovers with schlatt makes me weak in the knees and I just know u could do that justice 💘

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sfw

basically tomboy user falls in love with schlatt and started to act feminine ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁

a/n: special points if ur filo lolsies

Ever since elementary grade, they're already noticing, My gestures that are unlady-like 'coz Instead of dolls, my toys were trading cards and marbles Then I always jam with gangster-like boys in our place

you never really grew up being feminine, raised by your single father you genuinely liked acting boyish, preferring to play with boys instead of girls, buying toys that are mostly considered as ‘masculine’

growing up in a small town in texas, your town liked being close with eachother, having karaoke sessions every weekends and you'd always be there, jamming along with people, mostly older men who treated you like they're your buddy

it was very obvious, just by your actions, the ladies in your town were a bit concerned on how you'll grow up, due to them being conservative, but to you, it didn't matter, after all, you still are a kid

When I entered high school I was friends with bi's--curious girls Who also like girls Instead of makeup kit, I bring my guitar Then I always wore long-sleeved T-shirt and faded pants

years pass by, you finally enter highschool, you got along with bisexual people, you were very curious with your sexuality, having to go along with them, you chase beautiful girls, your guitar in hand, serenading them

you preferred dressing up in a masculine manner, attracting similar girls who's curious with their sexuality too

you strum your guitar as you lean back on the bench as suddenly, claire, the girl who had one big obvious crush on you, approaches you, face flustered, eyes avoiding you

“ hey sweetie, “ you greet her, “ you alright? “ you ask as claire, in an embarrassed manner, hands you a love letter, running off before you can even read it as your friends ‘ oooh’ed ‘ just to tease you

in a way, you were a chicks girl, managing to snag girls around your school campus,

But when I met you My taste changed I learned to have my hair rebonded Shape my eyebrows at least once a month I don't know what it is that you have that Had me soften suddenly Who would have thought it will be a man Who'll capture a wild lil old me

9th grade, that's when you first met schlatt, just having to move to texas with his family, the guy was a hot shot, he was funny yet blunt, nice to everyone and well, surprisingly, a gentleman

he didn't treat you like what your other male classmates did, he didn't treat you like you were one of the boys, he treated you like a gentleman, it felt new, “ you tired? “ schlatt asks, panting as he chuckle

“ a little, yeah “ you respond, carrying the basketball in your arm, “ let's rest then “ he smiles at you, fuck, you swore you heard your heart skipped a beat

schlatt made you feel different, made you feel new, he made you feel feminine, “... so.. uhm.. what's your type in girls? “ you ask, as he offers you a bottle of water, giving a small nod as a form of gratitude

“ my type?, i dont really have a type, i mean, if she's the right one for you, then she is “ he shrugs, drinking the cold water as you two sat side by side on the bench

“ … yo.. uh.. can i ask for some advice? “ you mumble, putting your hair up, “ sure, shoot your shot “ schlatt replies, “ so there's this uhm…girl.. and she's a friend of mine.. and uh.. she met this guy.. and she's like super masculine but ever since.. you know, she met this guy she wanted to.. uhm act.. feminine and vulnerable and shit “ you mutter, describing your self as schlatt chuckles

“ that's fucking cute, “ schlatt chuckles, as a faint blush appears on your cheek, “ well, it depends ion her really, but if she feels very comfortable around him, maybe they should try stuffs out “ he added

before glancing at you, “ does the guy know how she feels? “ he asks, “ n..n-no “ he chuckle, his hand fixing your messy hair, “ he must be blind then “

you wanted to scream at that moment, ever since that time, you didn't even notice it yourself but you started acting.. calm and surprisingly lady-like, the same exact opposite on what you were as a kid, it felt weird yet.. relieving at the same time

you started being aware on your appearance, you've gotten a rebond, you try wearing makeup for the first time, shaping your eyebrows, wearing something else than pants, it felt great hearing him compliment you, it feels like you wanted to change for him

Even if I am boyish My heart still beats for you Just one kiss from you, and you've got me hooked And the woman in me is awakened Just like a blooming flower Because you care for it with water and sufficient Light of your everyday love That makes my life sweet

the day of schlatt’s basketball tournament, he played in a team for your school, you fixed your hair as you look up at him, smiling, pumped, “ are you nervous? “ you ask as schlatt chuckles

“ being nervous are for pussies, im a sigma male “ he jokes as you roll your eyes, chuckling

“ goodluck jay, “ you mutter, patting his back as he faces you, “ im gonna win this for you “ he states, his eyes glaring at you with admiration, your face flushed pink

“ can i ask you for a favor? “ schlatt smiles, holding on the ball, as you nod, looking up, “ if i win, can i kiss you and start courting you? “

you could die in this moment as you blink in surprise, “ h-huh? what? “ you stutter as schlatt chuckles, cupping your face, “ can i kiss you and start courting you if i win this game? “

you slowly nod, biting your lip as you look away, flustered whilst schlatt jumps in victory, “ i gotta win this game then “ he pats your hair as the bell rings, indicating the game's about to start

and oh man, did he keep his word, their team overcome the other team up in a storm, you cheered loudly for him, clapping and screaming whenever he scores

the guy got mvp for fucks sake, “ i kept my promise, i won, can i kiss you now? “ he approaches you with that stupid charming smile of his, holding the trophy as your friends and some kids at your campus looks at you two

you pause before nodding as schlatt didn't hesitate as he pulls you in his arms, kissing you, gently lifting you up in the ground as you squeal, “ fuck, it feels like i won you instead “ schlatt smiles

When we went to college Was just when I gave you my sweet "yes" That you've worked for 10 months Instead of chocolates and typical moves You captured me with your poems and your corny songs

it was now your last year of being an art student, you couldn't believe that the guy you met in 9th grade and your relationship with him would last this far but it did

schlatt dropped off college due to youtube, preferring to earn his money there instead and he was doing absolutely great, you were his biggest supporter of course

you enter your shared apartment as you yawn, tired, “ jayy? “ you call out his name as he replies, “ im in the bedroom toots “

you smile warmly as you open your bedroom's door, tackling him with a hug as he groans out chuckling, patting your back, “ tired? “ he asks as you nod, “ very “ you glance at his computer, “ you're editing for a video? “ he nods

“ yep, “ he replies, “ but.. im also streaming “ he states as you gasp, “ oh shit im sorry for interrupting “ you get off him as he chuckles, “ toots, it's fine don't worry “ he reassures you before switching tabs seeing chat greeting you

“ i actually wanted you to come here “ he mutters, glancing at the camera for a ‘ wish me good luck ‘ look as he gets off his gaming chair, kneeling, as he pulls out a small box, “ y/n, i love you so much, it's fucking fascinating how far we lasted, but i just… i just wish we can be something more than just girlfriend and boyfriend, so uhm, “ he clears his throat, opening the small box revealing a diamond ring

“ will you- “ he didn't even get to finish his sentence as you sobs onto his arms, nodding profusely, his chat speeds up, spamming him with congratulations, ggs, and o7

“ i love you so much oh my god “ you sob, not caring how miserable you look as schlatt started to rain kisses all over your face, “ no toots, fuck i love you so fucking much, thank- thank you so fucking much “ he chuckle hugging you tightly as he gently helps you wear the ring that perfectly fit your finger

“ i dont wanna ruin the mood but did you got my finger measured? “ you mumble, sobbing in between as schlatt bursts out laughing

That's why when I met you I already knew that miracles are true I learned to wear heels and frequented Wearing red dress But you didn't wish me to Change completely just to prove That there is no hard bread to a hot coffee Of your love

ever since you became fiancés, you can't help but remember your highschool and elementary days, you loved schlatt, the man treated you like a fucking princess, the vast difference on how you acted cringed you sometimes but you treasure those moments

if it weren't for those it wouldn't lead up to this

[pastelvelvett]

Aaaa I'm so sorry it took so long But here it is, a Yandere!Harvey x reader, as requested by the lovely @lucienbarkbark! Also, hope everyone's having a great pride month!! I may or may not be preparing a lil something for that, who knows 👉👈

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Yandere!Harvey x Gn!Sick!Reader

You and Harvey have been pretty close lately, that was clear as day. Despite Harvey normally being the reserved sort, it took a very small amount of time for him to warm up to you. What once was awkward small talk evolved to discussing topics that were a bit deeper than just commenting on the weather. Often, you'd talk about eachother's lives over a hot cup of coffee, a drink Harvey apparently enjoyed quite a bit.

The more the both of you spent time together, the more attached the doctor would find himself to you. The more details he had about your past life in the city, your life right now, and the things that you liked and disliked, the more he'd find himself hanging onto every word you spoke. While Harvey definitely had a good memory, knowing so many facts about one person was definitely unusual for him. He loved everything about you, so much so that he memorized every single thing you divulged to him without even trying.

Hanging out together after Harvey's work hours became a daily ritual of sorts, one that he woke up every day deeply excited for. So you can imagine how he felt when for the first time in weeks, you weren't there in front of his clinic door waiting for him to exit. His first instinct was to worry, but he was able to calm himself down relatively easily. It was true you were always there at 3PM sharp, but it would be silly to assume something bad happened to you just because you're a little late this time around. You were a busy person, maybe you just didn't finish your work for the day yet. That seemed like a reasonable possibility to him.

But as the minutes passed, his concern grew, eventually to the point that he was such a bundle of nerves that he had to go over to your farm to check if you were okay. As much as he wanted to stay calm, all that he could think about were the nearly infinite possibilities of what could've happened to you, and a lot of the ones he could think of were pretty far on the grim side. A part of him still knew full well that he was probably just overreacting, but the slightest possibility of you being hurt was too much for him to handle.

Harvey, with heart beating at an accelerated rhythm, shakily knocked at your wooden door. Much to his relief, he heard your voice from inside. Even though he did think your voice was slightly hoarse, all he could think about was how relieved he was you were okay, perfectly safe inside your home.

"Come in!" You said. Harvey didn't hesitate to, eager to see you after the maybe (definitely) disproportionate scare he just had. Once he opened the door to your farmhouse, he was quick to spot you laying in bed, snuggled into you blanket. A blush dusted his cheeks, finding the image adorable. He felt like seeing you comforted him even more than hearing you did. Now that he was calmer, he pretty easily noticed that your nose had reddish hue and that you were sniffling every so often. 'Ah... So you had a cold, that's why they didn't come.' Harvey thought to himself.

"Y/N! Hi! Ahah... It's a bit embarassing, but I was a bit worried about you, you know?" Harvey awkwardly rubbed the back of his neck. You greeted him cheerfully, motioning towards your chair with a smile. Until that moment he was awkwardly standing in front of the exit, feeling like coming further inside without instruction from you could possibly be rude. Another thing he overthought, it seemed. He sat himself in your comfortable chair, noticing how your pretty lips formed a frown as you ruminated on his words.

"Oh... I'm really sorry Harvey. I didn't mean to worry you. Honestly, I kinda lost the track of time... I've been really sick since yesterday, my head's a lil hazy-" You explained, interrupted by your (admittedly very cute) sneeze. Harvey's brows knitted together, not really liking the fact that you implied that you were going to go out in your current state if only you didn't forget what time it was.

"You don't need to apologize. I'm just glad nothing bad happened to you." Harvey let out a sigh. You were too kind and considerate even when you didn't have to be. "...Besides, it really wouldn't have been a good idea to go out when you have a cold. You need all the rest you can get." Without realizing it, he switched to the tone he'd normally use when talking to patients about their health, this resulting in a lighthearted chuckle from you. He looked down in your directiin, puzzled as to why you were laughing.

"Nothing, just that... You turned on doctor mode there. You're real cute, Harv, you know that?" The nickname you've never used before plus the unexpected compliment equaled a very, very flustered Harvey. His cheeks set ablaze, trying to fumble his way through forming a sentence to very poor results. "T-Thanks... I think...? Gosh, don't say stuff like that. You're going to make me even redder than your face is right now." He breathed in to calm himself down. "Speaking of which..." The brown haired man got up from his seat, walking up to the bed with a straight face. When Harvey pressed the back of his hand against your forehead, in awe at how smooth, and incredibly hot, your face felt. He found himself melting at the contact, and maybe he would've lost himself in it if your temperature wasn't so concerning. He was sure that if he held his hand on your forehead for much longer than it would literally melt him aswell as figuratively.

"Gah, you're hot so hot...! A-Ah, wait, no I mean- In the temperature sense, of course. Not that you're not just-" Thankfully for Harvey, you mercifully cut him off, assuring him that you understood what he meant from the get-go. "R-Right. Well..." Harvey cleared his throat, removing his hand from your forehead and straightening his back. "Do you have any paracetamol? Or anything else that could help with your fever?" You shook your head no. "Okay, I'll have to bring you some then!"

"Only if you're quick. I'll miss you too much." You gave Harvey a playful grin. He really wasn't sure if you teasing him like this was only meant as playful banter, or a sign that he wouldn't irreparably screw things up if he went and told you how he felt. But that was something he didn't want to linger on in that moment. He had to take care of you, afterall. Harvey gave you nod and a smile, turning towards the door. But before he could walk off he heard your voice again. "Wait! Would... Would it be okay if you stayed over a bit to make me some soup? You told me before that you're really good at cooking, and I've been really excited to try it out! Sorry if it's rude of me to ask you instead of you offering..." Harvey's heart skipped at your request, feeling the slightest bit nervous at the prospect of you tasting his cooking.

"Ah, not at all. You're sick. What kind of friend would I be if I didn't at least treat you with some soup?" And with that, he began preparing you your food. Sounds of chatter between you and Harvey mixed in with that of cutting vegetables and stirring. It was a comfortable, intimate atmosphere. It made Harvey imagine how it would be like to live with you and have this dynamic every single day. He couldn't help but be excited for the future. Maybe he was just convincing himself everything would turn over well because not having the future he imagined wouldn't be something he could handle. He didn't know for sure, but in that moment what was once worry turned into (perhaps misplaced) confidence that things would go over well. All he had to do was find the right time, you'd understand him and feel the same.

As the minutes passed, your conversatiin fizzled out into an equally comfortable silence. When Harvey announced that he finished your meal with an excited tone he expected some sort of response from you, but confusingly enough, he didn't receive any. With brows furrowed, he turned his head in your direction. His brown eyes first fell on your closed ones, then your slightly agape lips, and lastly your chest that rose and fell at a steady rhythm. Your peaceful sleeping face was a sight for sore eyes. You worked so tirelessly on a daily basis, and while he knew you enjoyed what you did, he couldn't help but be worried about you constantly. As much as he admired your determination, overworking yourself like that clearly didn't do any wonders for your health. He sighed, wishing you could listen to your body just a little more often.

Harvey left the bowl of soup where it was, deciding he would heat it up for you once you woke up. He took the opportunity to bring you the meds he was planning to bring, placing them on the end table next to your bed with a cup of water. Something he didn't really plan to bring alongside the medicine but ended up bringing anyway was his trusty camera. He knew it wasn't right. There was no way you would be okay with him taking pictures of you while you were asleep, and he knew that him aknowledging but still doing it made him an even worse person. But by Yoba, he couldn't help it. He wanted, and felt like he needed, to keep seeing your sleeping face even tonight after he'd go home. Waking up next to you could be a far future, and he wanted to have you with him while he slept in some way. After he was done taking several pictures from multiple angles, he stuffed the camera in his pocket. He really, really hoped you would never find out about this. Because he loved you more than anything and anyone, and he wanted you to feel the same more than anything.

[cupoftaae]

hey can you please make an oneshot with reader x taehyung(or jungkook) fluff and lil bit smut. taehyung and reader cuddle and deep talk while cockwarming. like it feels so intimate and make tae feel connected to the reader. please. thanks ly

spicy yet cute, thx for the request!

warnings: smutty...obvi (minors dni, like fr)

Stay like this- KTH drabble (m)

so beautiful like LOOK AT HIM ok anyways enjoyyyyy

your head laid between his collar bone and neck, hands brushing down his chest lightly as you come down from your high, breath still heavy. "you ok?" Taehyung asks quietly as he leaned against the headboard, just as out of breath as you are.

"mhm, more than" you smiled as his hands came around to your waist, rubbing your bare skin gently as he began to lift you off of his cock. "wait" you reached for his arms, stopping him. "can we just lay like this for a moment?" you ask, watching him nod, "yeah, we can" he couldn't help but laugh as you leaned forward more, bare chest against his own.

just 2 hours ago you picked Taehyung up at the airport, he had been away for 2 months due to work. Youve always been understanding that his lifestyle is more than demanding, and youve known that the time you both spend together is always limited, but in moments like these, you wish you could lock him in your room forever to just never miss a second with him.

You lean back just slightly, hissing as the overstimulation between your legs. "I missed you so much" he whispered, cupping your face as your hands fell to his waist. "oh yeah? how much?" you teased.

"did I not answer that question for you?" he winked as he brushed hair out of your face and behind your ears.

The room was semi-dark, only sounds are the birds outside and the soft, delicate breathing from your boyfriend and you.

you smiled at him and scanned his face, unable to prevent a sudden sadness that apparently he caught. "Im sorry...that I was gone so long." he holds your hand tightly. "I wont be leaving again anytime soon" he adds.

"Tae, I know you cant control your schedule"

"it doesnt matter, ill bring you with me next time if needed" he said matter of factly, making you giggle a bit, knowing he couldn't do that.

you shook your head, "shh, lets not talk about work, lets just be here right now ok?"

"okay" he smiled at you, pulling you closer to him again as his lips met yours in open mouth kisses.

"mmm" you moaned and rolled your hips gently, making taehyung's dick twitch inside you. "easily riled up" you scoff, teasing him.

"shut up, arent you the one who just came like 3 times?"

"hey!....ive been pent up" you smiled and lean over to peck his lips.

"oh poor baby" his hand trails up your back and gently pulls you closer to his face. "My pretty girl"

you feel a blush creep to your face, sighing as your head rests against his shoulder.

here you both were, sitting on your apartment bed on some random tuesday night while his dick was still buried inside you. It wasnt weird though, it was actually a sweet moment. You two never got to see eachother most days, and feeling spots of intimacy on all levels was important.

"I love you" you whisper, watching your boyfriends face turn pink.

"I love you most, like seriously"

"impossible" you scoff, squeezing his hand.

you still your movements, listening to his heartbeat as you close your eyes softly. He simply was everything to you, and you both were a naturally clingy couple, but it often proved itself more so when you reunited after time apart.

"we should get married" he randomly spoke up, making you sit back to look at him. "this isnt my proposal!" he quickly added, making you laugh

"im just saying,....we should discuss the ideas of it, I would like to marry you one day."

your chest sang with desire and love, feeling like jello as you melted into his embrace. "ah, I would like it too, soon" you added, poking him teasingly.

"well now I have to be smart about it, because you will expect it"

"nuh-uh" you smiled, squeezing his bread cheeks.

"remember-"

"tae stop"

he laughed between words, "remember last year when you thought"

"Stop!" you lightly slapped his shoulder, hiding your face in embarrassment

"-when you thought I was gonna propose to you at the aquarium?" tae threw his head back, laughs from his chest making you eventually give in and giggle as well.

"stop that Kim Taehyung, you were acting suspicious and you were super lovey dovey that day" you pouted

"I would not propose to you in front of the manatees, y/n."

"first of all....they are called chubby mermaids"

He laughed and squeezed your hips, smiling at your cuteness.

"second of all, you know they are my favorite"

"ok ok im sorry for insulting your chubby mammal mermaids, and by the way, the reason I was so touchy that day was because you looked super cute....and jimin was eyeing you the entire time"

you scoffed and looked at him

"jimin doesnt care, tae"

"yes he does, hes only hangs with me when you are there too"

"because we are friends!!"

"mhm" he huffed and leaned his head back

"maybe you should just hurry up and propose before he does" you teased

"ah y/n, my favorite little pain in the ass"

you giggled and peppered kisses all over his face, hugging him tightly in a random fit of love

"mmm I love youuuuu" you sang, sitting back

"I love you too, pretty girl"

you fluffed his hair up and smiled

"wanna shower?" he asked

"if thats you asking to have sex again you could have ju-"

he laughed and shook his head, "no like, let me wash your hair and stuff"

"oh" your face softened, content at his sudden domestic suggestion.

"is that ok?"

"of course" you leaned forward to peck his lips before eventually pulling off him, his now soft dick slipping out from between you.

he sat up more and helped you off the bed, unable to contain his laughter as you struggled to stand.

"dont laugh at me, you did this" you scoffed

"you asked for it"

a/n- Hi guys, im sorry this is kinda short, Ive been busy this week with family stuff, then I also am trying to add something new to the next chapter of Forever And A Day, it might come out on friday night, or saturday, because I hate publishing work and feeling iffy :0

[dadyscumslutprincess20]

Hello. I've sent in a request before but dunno if it got lost or maybe you don't want to do it which is totally understandable :)

But just trying once more just in case

I really am in desperate need of some father peter from sweet home 2 smut

Something like y/n being and him getting close to eachother then y/n and him start drinking, get a Lil tipsy then y/n says she wants to do confession with the priest

One thing leads to another and she confesses to having unholy thoughts of the priest

One thing leads to another and yeah, smut

Idk or just ant smut with that man in it

I need him so bad

Peter x Fem!Reader

Genre: smut

Warning ⚠️: Unholy 😭💕

Small summary: after drinking with your small group of friend you went to the small church met that Peter who so happened to be your crush since everything went down the only proble was that he was a priest.. but what if the priest likes you back?How do you think he would tell you exactly…?

It was late as you stayed back after the prayer service was over you’ve been here for a while and even got close to Father Peter to the point you developed a crush on Peter which you haven’t told anyone especially him but lately you noticed the crazy lady as she always tried to get close to Father Peter which made him visibly uncomfortable always making you scoff and roll your eyes turning to Father Peter as you see him pour two glasses of red liquid you knew it was some kind of alcohol gulping since you were slightly tipsy already from drinking with a friend you made a few days ago as she wanted to hang out you knew your limit but you didn’t want to not drink with Peter giving your self a small prayer in your mind hoping that you don’t say or do anything weird if you get to tipsy or drunk as you didn’t notice Peter now standing in front of you as he hands you your galas quickly taking the glass as you give a small thanks

Bring the glass to your lips as you take a sip from the glass making a weird face from the strong substance causing Peter to let out a small chuckle from your face as you freeze a bit looking at Peter seeing as he was looking at you before quickly turning your head blushing as you try to look at anything else in the room

After two more glasses you start to feel your self become more tipsy then you were before honestly you were probably drunk at this point , turning your head to look at Peter as you watch as he drinks the last drop of his drink your eyes watches as he flips in down in one go , biting your lip as you tighten your thighs feeling glad that you wore a dress hoping that he wouldn’t notice … but he did

“What’s the matter 공 주” Father Peter says words slurred as his eyes scan you movement a small smile growing on his face , quickly shaking your head as you held your head down trying not to make eye contact with Peter but failing miserably

“Come here..” Father Peter says voice slurred with every word as you stand to your feet slowly walking towards Peter trying to keep your balance as he leans back in his seat once you were standing on a few centimeters away grabbing your hand as he pulls you on his lap holding your in place by your plump thighs as he uses his other hand to move your hair behind your shoulder slowly leaning in to your neck as he gives your neck a soft yet wet kiss

“You know I like you for a while now ..” Father Peter continues as he leaves kisses over your neck causing you to let out a soft moan as he lets go of you thighs hand slowly moving under your dress as you feel his hand come in contact with your soaked panties letting out a slight groan as he slowly rubs your covered cunt causing your panties to become more soaked as you let out moans as father Peter smirks

“너무 젖어서 못된 여자야..” Peter slurs out as he lets out a dark yet deep chuckle groaning as you let out a loud moan quickly turning you so your back was against his chest as you leans back once again in the chair open your lips as his hand moves back to your soaked panties his other squeezing at your plump boob as he continues to leave wet kisses down your neck “can I ..” Peter whispers in your ear as you give him a small nod

Biting down on your lip as you feel him slowly pull your panties to the side exposing your now dripping cunt , gasping as Father Peter pushes two of his fingers past your fluids as you feel his fingers slowly enter your tight hole causing you to let out a soft moan as you head falls back slightly giving the priest move access to your exposed neck as he leaves behind love bites so everyone knew you were off limits only belonging to him

“M-More p-please…” reader moans out softly words slurred from how much she drank but not caring since you were to caught up in the moment as you open your legs wider giving Father Peter more access to your dripping core as he lets out a deep groan before pushing his two digits in and out your soaked cunt at a fast pace as you let out a loud moan causing Peter to give your a rough kiss now blocking out your moans as your tongues move in sync causing you to moan on the kiss

Mad you feel your self tighten around Peter’s fingers as he speeds up his pace now hitting you g-spot over and over causing you to feel the small knot form in the pit of your stomach pulling away from the now sloppy kiss as you grab his wrist with one of your hands back now arching as your head falls on Peters shoulder

“S-so c-close p-Peter..” reader moan out as Peter’s church pants became tighter then they were before causing him to become slightly uncomfortable but not paying it any mind when he had two of his fingers deep inside your soaked pussy , watching as your fluids drip from your soaked hole covering his hand

Groaning as he feels you dig your nails into his wrist , feeling as the knot in your stomach was so close to snapping , letting out a small whine as you feel Peter remove his hand as he lets out a chuckle grabbing both your legs with a tight hold as he stands to his feet holding you legs as they were still wide open

Quickly reaching behind you holding Peter’s neck with a tight hold scared that you might fall as he carefully carries you over to his small sleeping area coming to a stop once he was in front of his bed as he throws you on the bed causing your knees to hit the mattress as you face soon falls into the pillow before you could process that you’ve been thrown

Peter turns you on your back grabbing your legs as he pulls you closer to the edge of the bed watching as he lets go of your legs his eyes never leaving your small frame as his hands goes to unbuckle his belt soon unzipping his pants as he pulls them down boxers following soon after grabbing at your legs once more as he pushes you legs to your chest as he looks deep into your eyes , letting out a small moan as you feel his tip rub against your clit a couple times before stoping at your entrance but before he could go any further you put a hand against his chest

“Wait….what if someone comes in..” reader says quietly big eyes now poking up at Peter’s as you start to become nervous any alcohol that was in your system seemed to now be gone as the only thing now on your mind was having Peter deep inside you as he made you come undone but you didn’t want anyone seeing you since they would probably think your both committed a sin

“Then they can watch..” Peter says with a small grin before pushing his whole 8 inches inside you tight needy cunt as your back archs off the bed letting out a moan as you now felt full with Peter cock inside your needy hole , letting out a groan as Peter starts to pick up his pace hands not letting go of your legs as he thrusts start to become more violent leaving your a mining mess as you soon forgot about anyone else

“F-Fuck.. p-Peter” reader moans out loudly as she feels Peter’s cock moving deeper inside her soaked cunt as your eyes slowly roll to the back of your head groaning as he feels you tighten around him as he takes a hand from your leg letting you wrap your leg around his waist pulling him closer as you felt his thrust become faster and deeper now kissing at your cervix as Peter grabs your neck pounding inside your soaked cunt as you start to feel you legs shake from the amount of pleasure Peter was giving you as you felt a knot form in your stomach for the second time today

“S-so close..” reader moan out as she wraps her arms around Peter’s neck pulling him closer to her body as she feels like he was now inside her belly cashing her to moan out louder

“Cum for me pretty girl .. you’re all mine f-fuck s-so good for me” Peter groans out as he leans his head into your neck leaving wet kisses not forgetting to leave his marks over your neck only causing your to tighten around his cock more as he groans in your neck licking up your neck attacking your lips with a kiss as he pounds into you more feeling you cum over his cock as he groan thrust becoming sloppy as he gives your a few more deep thrust soon cumming deep inside your womb slowly pulling out of your now sensitive cunt as you let out a soft moan looking at Peter with now half open eyes as you see him bite at his bottom lip before his eyes lowly looks in to your giving you a small smile as he climbs in bed side you pulling the covers over your bodies as your soon fall asleep with Peter holding you close

[sethsclearwater]

hii!! Could you write something like: Paul and reader are like dancing around each other (and he didn't tell her about the imprinting), but he gets hurt in the patrol (nothing serious)and she goes over his house to see how he is, and they're are so in love and its just fluff

-🪻

i am literally OBSESSED with this cutie lil trope🥺🥺

...

after your friend embry had let you know that paul had been injured while at work, you couldn't help the immediate panic that flooded your system as your brain desperately wanted to see him for yourself to know how he was.

you weren't entirely sure what paul did for work seeing as he wasn't particularly forthcoming (and neither were really any of the boys he hung out with) but you had bigger problems at the moment. so here you found yourself, pulling up to your not-so-boyfriend's apartment to check on him.

you also weren't entirely sure what your relationship with paul was at this point but you did know that both of you hadn't been seeing anyone aside from each other. you couldn't really tell the extent of his feelings for you but you did know that you were unfortunately hopelessly in love with the hot headed boy.

as you got up to his apartment, you gently knocked on the door, suddenly feeling a bit insecure about the fact that you just showed up out of nowhere, "the door is open!" paul called and you smiled to yourself, wrapping your hand around the door handle to open the door and step in.

as you stepped over to his bedroom, you saw him sprawled out in bed with his foot lifted up by multiple pillows and ice wrapped around his ankle, "oh paul-" you murmured, frowning when you realized he was definitely hurt and it wasn't just embry exaggerating.

he looked a bit caught off guard when he saw you, just offering you a small smile when he saw you step into the room. "hi princess," paul quickly regained his usual cocky composure as he used the nickname he knew would have you a blushing mess in a matter of seconds.

he was definitely right and you quickly felt your cheeks heating up as you stepped over to him so you could sit down on the edge of the bed next to him, smiling to yourself when he immediately brought his hand up to rest on your thigh.

"are you okay?" you asked softly, hesitating for a moment before sliding your hand over his, both of you pausing for a moment as you relished in the feeling of finally being able to touch eachother.

after a moment paul gently squeezed your thigh, "perfectly fine," he reassured, "jus' a broken ankle, should be fine in a day or so," he added and you rolled your eyes, giggling at his response.

"a day or so?" you asked teasingly, eyes drifting up his bare chest to his face where he looked like a deer caught in headlights, clearly wondering how the hell he was going to explain his way out of that one.

he paused for a moment before responding, just letting out a breathy laugh as he squeezed your thigh again, "or maybe a few weeks," he added sheepishly, resulting in your letting out another series of giggles.

"'s what i thought," you murmured teasingly, giggling when he slid his other hand up your other thigh to playfully pinch at your hip.

"did you just come here to make fun of me or are you planning on staying for a while?" paul asked, a smile on his face that had you a blushing mess again. despite the fact that both of you had yet to actually acknowledge your feelings for eachother, you did regularly find yourself cuddling with him which is apparently what he wanted right now.

"i s'pose i could stay for a while," you whispered, squealing when paul immediately slid his other hand up to your hip so he could lift you up and tug you down next to him so you were smushed into his side.

you giggled, running your hand up his chest to rest on his sternum as he tightened his grip around you to anchor you close to him, "just a little while," you added with a whisper, smiling up at paul, both of you knowing damn well you'd be spending more than a little while with him.

...

extra: paul having to walk around in some stupid boot for the next 3 weeks even though he's fine after a day because he still won't tell reader about being a shapeshifter/having speedy healing and the boys think it's the funniest thing ever

[spectrechosts]

Self Love

This one is pretty recent. Vampire and her haunted reflection, being a lil gay for eachother through the barrier of a mirror. I don't have any followup chapters written but I think I'll write more with them at some point.

False Reflections, as far as Della is aware, are one of the sneakier forms a ghost can take.

No tossing things, no 'GET OUT' written in blood, no transparent figures- just a slight offness on the edge of your mind, gnawing at you. Movements not quite how you think they should look, eyes wide open when you blink. Little things that build over years and years until you've gone mad.

The subtleties of this performance are sadly lost on Della; who sees that she has a reflection at all, points out her fangs in the mirror, makes a rude gesture, turns the mirror around, and goes to bed with the firm resolve to deal with that later.

'Dealing with that later' then turns into 'Researching ghosts' then turns into 'Researching other apartments', because the False Reflection isn't attached to the mirror it's attached to the place and that's a whole pain in the ass that simply chucking the mirror in a dumpster wouldn't have been.

The apartment is, frankly, too good to give up. Not everyone gets to be an old money vampire, some people are using their eternally twenty-three visage to hide the ghastly truth that they are, gasp, twenty-seven, and just as fucked by the economy as every other zillennial. The rent is cheap, it's near her job, and she doesn't even know if undisclosed hauntings are valid grounds to break her lease.

So she puts a mirror in every room and embraces that she has a roommate.

~

Della gets home from work and her reflection waves at her while she takes off her shoes, a second before she waves at it.

They've made… some amount of progress, in these first few months. Communication is difficult, but they have an arrangement. Neither of them wants a priest coming around.

Her reflection doesn't try to keep the ruse going, so at the very least they're on the same page there.

She grabs herself a pack of AB- from the fridge and brews a cup of tea, then takes them both into the living room. She bites into the pack and puts down the tea, watches her reflection pick it up and drink it in the mirror as it sits on the coffee table and cools.

She doesn't know if that actually does anything for the ghost, or if it's just nice to go through the motions.

Settling on something to watch is easy enough. She scrolls through options while keeping her reflection in the corner of her eye, watching her reactions until she finds something they both want.

Now, before she starts it, she does want to talk to the ghost, which is… tricky.

The mirror, obviously, makes no sound that Della can hear. The False Reflection can hear, apparently, but it can't hear her. The TV, for example, exists in her reflected world and makes all the sounds it's expected to. She however does not, replaced by the ghost. They can only see eachother through the mirrors.

She brings out a notepad and pencil, and her reflection rolls its eyes.

"Do you mind if I try on some outfits later?" She writes, and holds the pad up to the mirror.

Her reflection writes on her own pad, holds her answer up and looks away. Della takes a moment to parse the mirrored letters.

"It's your body."

A reflection is, admittedly, rather useful to have. Nobody wants to go out with a bit of blood smeared on their lips, and it's nice to be able to see how your clothes work together. But it's weird when your reflection is in itself a person with their own stuff going on but no real… agency. She can move, Della can leave the TV on for her when the ghost feels like it, but neither of them can make her not Della's reflection.

And that's, as she said, weird, when you're trying on clothes and now the ghost is naked because you're naked. It's doubly weird when the ghost gets all… blushy, about it. Della is cool with that, her reflection can admire and blush to her heart's content, but she can't just put the ghost into that position without asking.

"You're the one that has to stand there and watch." She writes.

"Why would that be a problem?" The ghost replies, evasively.

"Are you about to 'we're both girls' me?"

"I don't know what that means. We are both girls"

Della rolls her eyes.

"FYI, I'm a lesbian."

The ghost reads that and goes pink, scribbles and tears out multiple messages from her notepad.

"I don't know what that is. Is that some modern thing?"

Della breathes slowly through her nose as she puts her thumb and finger to her temple.

"This building finished construction in 1993."

"Irrelevant."

Della sighs. Okay, fine.

"Tell you what, I'll turn the bedroom mirror around between outfits. Just in case anyone would get embarrassed."

"You don't have to do that!" Her reflection scrawls hastily.

"I won't… if you ask me not to."

Her reflection goes pink again.

"I swear it's not for creepy reasons! You're just very pretty and I was caught offguard and didn't know what to do! I can be normal!"

Della laughs.

"You're physically incapable of creeping on me, I'm the one choosing to change in front of you. Be as abnormal as you like." She writes, making a mental note to get some nice underwear to try on for her.