#they didn't like each other at first but now they're like. inseparable

[lavenderorchard]

since the last song off of the post traumatic manifesto is released i thought i'd show off my oc to celebrate! his name's Ambivalent "Girl" and he kinda reflects my complicated feelings of being a trans guy, being attracted to men, and having past fears regarding men. it was really cathartic to make him [:

drawings of him and my friend @ghosts-in-season 's oc Contaminated Boy are under the cut!

i love them dearly

ref photos for those both:

[hannieehaee]

18+ / mdi

content: loser!cheol, afab reader, smut, oral (m receiving), overstimulation (m receiving), eating out, face riding, u can either assume they're in a relationship or just fwb, etc.

wc: 1378

a/n: someone requested this at some point so im here to deliver 🫡 if u guys are interested in more from this couple lmk<3

part 1 , part 2, part 3

masterlist

"f-fuck, don't stop," seungcheol breathed out, glasses foggy from his heavy breathing.

you took this as a green light to increase the pace of the bobbing of your head, taking more and more of him each time. occasionally, you would envelop the tip of seungcheol's cock between your lips, sucking lightly as you looked up at the pretty boy.

"it's so good, fuck, s-so good," he kept on groaning, hands digging on the bed he was sitting on, making a mess of the sheets.

it had been a few weeks since your chance encounter at jeonghan's party – an encounter jeonghan had fully orchestrated in order to rid seungcheol of his virginity. ever since then, you and seungcheol became inseparable, with you making it your mission to make the pretty boy cum any time you got him alone.

today you had showed up at his frat house unannounced, knocking on his door and immediately pushing him in when he had let you into his room. attacking him with a depraved kiss, he became weightless under your touch, allowing you to do whatever you wanted to him.

seungcheol's life had greatly improved ever since he met you. not only did he have a gorgeous girl completely obsessed with making him lose his composure, but he had also found a friend in you. the two of you would often hang out together, sharing many things in common. except that most of your get togethers would end with seungcheol's balls completely empty and a satisfied look on your face.

after sucking his cock almost to completion, you disconnected your lips from it, moving onto his balls to lick and suckle at them, something you knew drove seungcheol crazy.

you looked so pretty beneath him, completely addicted to his cock. there was clearly nothing in your mind at the moment that wasn't seungcheol's pleasure. to this day, he wasn't quite sure what you saw in a guy who was as inexperienced as him. he was yet to ever eat you out or finger you, never getting the chance as you were always the first to jump him (and maybe he was too shy to initiate anything on his own – he just didn't want to disappoint you and ruin the thing you two had going).

so far, the two of you had sex many times (you always on top), and you'd allowed him to make out with your tits a few times. other than that, seungcheol had the great pleasure of feeling either your hands or your lips wrap around his cock as he cried your name. surprisingly, he was not embarrassed of how pathetic he sounded any time you touched him, how easily he gave in to you. seungcheol could tell you liked the effect you had on him, so he was liberal about letting you know how much he enjoyed your touch.

when you finally made him cum, sucking his balls while your hands handled his cock, he threw his head back, chanting your name in low breaths, occasionally interrupted by uncharacteristically high whines. your mouth enveloped his cock once again to swallow his cum, moaning around his cock and letting your eyes roll back at the taste. whether you were playing up your reactions to get seungcheol to lose his mind or not, he ate it all up, ego inflating at how much you enjoyed giving him pleasure.

climbing on top of his nude body, you laid your skirt-covered crotch above his own, gasping when you accidentally felt his now flacid cock under you. catching his lips in a steamy kiss, you began whining against his lips when your hips began gyrating against his. despite still being incredibly sensitive, his cock began hardening again, though the feeling of your grinding still felt incredibly intense to him.

"can i have you like this, cheollie?", you murmured against his lips, "hmm? does it hurt, baby?"

he nodded, answering both your questions at once. it hurt so good to feel your almost-bare cunt grinding against his cock despite the intense sensitivity of it at the moment. his hands grabbed onto your hips, grinding you even harder against him.

crying against your lips, he begged for more, barely able to follow your lips in a kiss despite wanting to so badly. luckily for him, you continued to lick and kiss at his lips despite his constant cries against your own.

"h-hurts so good, fuck. please ... y-your cunt, i-"

"my cunt? you want it, angel?"

"yes, please! w-want it on my face. wanna- wanna lick it so bad."

you gasped against his lips, moaning at the thought.

"oh, cheollie ... wanna lick it? fuck, can i sit on your face, pretty? hmm? can i make you cum and then sit on your pretty face?"

your grinding never halted, only becoming faster and harder as he spoke against your lips.

tears fell from his eyes, glasses fully foggy by now as he nodded against your lips. your hands went up to wipe his glasses with the fabric of your skirt, bringing them back up to his eyes with a sweet peck to his lips.

his cock was fully hard by now, and you were far too desperate to wait for him to cum through mere dry humping, so you dipped your hand between your bodies and wrapped it around him, speed too fast for him to even comprehend before his high took over him once more.

you praised him through his orgasm, as you usually did, telling him what a good and pretty boy he had been for you. but then your desire took over, making you rip off the remaining of your clothing and sit back on his lap.

seuncheol whined at the sight of your bare body. despite having seen it far too many times by now, he couldnt help but be obsessed with it. even on days when he had already had you, he'd think of you when his hand wrapped around himself late at night. sometimes he'd look at pretty pictures you'd send him – pictures that had him losing focus when he thought back to them in the most inconvenient moments possible.

when he tried to grab at your body like he usually did, you lightly slapped his hands away, giggling at him, "cheollie, gonna sit on your face now, okay?"

"i- i don't know what to do ... want it so fucking bad, but-"

you shushed him, pressing a peck to his lips after. smiling at him, you reassured him.

"it's okay, cheollie. just ... just lick, yeah? you'll know what to do, i promise," and with that, you removed his glasses and climbed up his body, ass on his face as you arched your back for him.

he groaned at the sight – which lasted far too little for his liking. you lowered yourself on him and it was like an animal took over his senses. you had been right, his body knew exactly what do do.

his strong arms held onto your hips, bringing your cunt as close to him as humanly possible. the proximity was practically suffocating him, but he didn't care. he licked and sucked and groaned at your cunt, almost unable to hear your own cries at the feeling.

"cheollie! fuck ... it's so good, 'sso fucking good," you mirrored his earlier words.

before long, you began grinding against his face, using him for your own pleasure. and he happily let you, moaning like crazy at the thought of the pleasure he was giving you. at some point, you began doing most of the word, even angling yourself so his nose would nudge against your clit while his tongue explored the rest of your cunt.

he claimed your orgasm like this, rendering you a limp version of yourself as you weakly crawled away from him snd let yourself fall on the bed.

his face was ruined with your cum, but he had licked as much as he could out of you. wiping it carelessly with a nearby rag, he went over to you, holding you as you laid on his bed.

"you learn so quickly, cheollie," you smiled at him, satisfied look on your face.

"you're going to kill me," he said as he put his glasses back on, making you giggle.

[heartfullofleeches]

[Angst]

Childhood Best Friends with a small age gap- two or three years, nothing crazy- but it means everything as they age.

It was hard for them to make friends their age when you first met. They liked things that were too "childish" for their peers - things another child who lived not to far away adored. They'd seen each other on the way to school, but they didn't interact frequently due to their difference in grade.

Until that day-

"Whoa...Cool backpack. You like that show too?"

"Thanks... I'm thinking of getting a new one though... Do you want me to ask my parents if you can have it?"

"What?! It looks fine to me... Why are you getting rid of it?"

"My friends called me a baby... I won't be able to go back to class without everyone laughing at me unless I get a better one."

"That's silly!.... It's on right now... Wanna watch it with me?"

The two were inseparable from then on- School hindered the time they had to see each other each morning, but as soon as it let out - both ran to meet with their new best friend. The elder of the pair was often mocked and teased for their choice, but they could hardly care anymore. They had someone who'd stick by their side to the very end - childish fixations and all.

Years went on and they made new friends. It happens. More obstacles began piling up throughout - chipping away at the few hours they scarcely had to begin with. Studying, Hobbies, balancing days between hanging out with other friend groups and the person who once meant the world. They tried to make things works, but nothing went to plan-

"Is it alright if Y/n comes with us tonight?"

"Y/N? Aren't they're too young to see this movie? We shouldn't be responsible if they have night terrors or something.."

"They aren't that young... Are they?"

They never thought about it before. You were so close in age as kids it never hit them that as you grew that little gap drew a bridge between you - and it was easier to let you go than finding an alternative.

"Hey, Dude! Are we still on for this weekend? I can't believe they're making a reboot after all this time!.."

"Are my messages going through? You haven't responded in a while... I saw you outside school yesterday and yelled your name, but....."

"Did I do something wrong?"

"Hey."

"You're hanging out with them today? Did you forget about my birthday?...."

"You removed me off your list of friends...We're still friends, right?"

"Let me alone. I'm sick of being your babysitter. Go find friends your own age and stay away from mine."

And that was the end of things.

College cames around and their live became relatively tame. Their thoughts drifted to that childhood friend of theirs every now and again, but between school and partying with the new friends they had made - those memories faded to the back of their mind.

An acquaintance asks them to help show some new faces around the campus. One sticks out to them amongst the crowd. It's you. What do they say to you after all these years? You don't look sad to see them. Nor angry. Intact - you look..

Relieved.

Pulling them aside at the end of the tour, you free yourself from the burden that's weighted down on you since they left you.

"I'm sorry."

"It was never my intention to hold you back. Overtime I realized I was just that annoying kid who clung onto you because I thought you were my first and only friend...When you never felt that way about me. I'm sorry for taking that away from you. If our paths cross again, I promise I won't even look at you."

After being abandoned by your best friend- the person you looked up to most, you matured well beyond your years in hopes that would make you like them again. Overtime, you gave up that goal, but others could see how you've changed.

"Isn't that.... Y/n?.."

"Oh, man- It is! You guys were glued at the hip before we became teens."

"They're..kinda cute... Do you still have their number?"

All this time apart, a feeling long forgotten resurged inside them. The need to protect you. You didn't know these people like they did. You shouldn't be going to parties with them, getting to know and befriend them. They'll only hurt you - worse than they had. They never should have said goodbye to you- They should have allowed the feelings they were so scared to have, but had always been there develop and blossom naturally until you both were adults ready to move on to that stage in your friendship.

They know you best. No matter how much you grow as a person, you're still the same.

"That's a cute Keychain, Y/n!"

"Thanks! I've loved this show since I was a kid!"

They'll prove it to you.

[am-i-the-asshole-official]

I (26, NB) dropped a long-term friend (23, not disclosing gender, I'll call them X) for being a proshipper, and now they're trying to get in the way of my other friendships.

A little more than a month ago, an old friend from when I was an itty bitty teen on the internet (we met when they were 12 and I was 15 or so) messaged me on twitter asking if we could share discord since they're more active on that platform, and they missed hanging out. Ok, no prob!! I missed talking to X and life was going kinda icky for me at the time. We exchanged discords and started talking more frequently, before we would talk through twitter dms maybe one day every few months, and we went from almost no contact to talking every single day. It was like being a teenager again; we still shared similar interests and we really fast clicked over old and new fandoms we were in. We talked about college and how they're starting to get the hang of their new job but needed support, talked about our family lives, etc., and in general I felt really comfortable and happy to be chatting again with someone I've known for so long. We were inseparable for weeks.

However... of course, as adults, and having known each other for YEARS, we started talking about fandom ships and fics we enjoyed. We didn't have the same taste in pairings, but that was okay. Until it wasn't anymore.

I shared my NSFW twitter with them, and they followed me. A few minutes later X told me, "I see you have "proship DNI in your bio, I just want to let you know that I am a pro-ship and enjoy some things in fandom that you might think is gross. I hope that's okay."

I was kind of weirded out, and told them that as long as they didn't like anything that would be criminal in real life, that's fine. They told me they *did* enjoy things in fiction that they "wouldn't condone in reality" and even though they "don't talk about it publicly" they still wanted me to know. For some reason. ?? Even though they KNOW that I have an irl history of abuse as a kid, they still told me this.

I was so fucking uncomfortable and really, really sad, and honestly I felt betrayed? I stepped away from my account for like, an hour before messaging them back and saying I didn't want to continue talking to them anymore. That I didn't know they were that kind of person and I'm not comfortable being their friend. I didn't read their response to me because I soft-blocked them.

While I was getting over that and trying to move on, a few days later I was talking to another mutual friend of ours when they asked if I was still friends with X. I got chills remembering how I broke off with them, and said no, we weren't talking anymore. That they were the kind of person that made me really uneasy and uncomfortable to be around. The mutual friend, I'll call R, said that X was "feeling kind of down about losing a friend recently" and talked about it in a discord server they share. X didn't mention my name but R wondered if it was me who dropped them since I was really touchy about boundaries online. I freaked out a little thinking about them talking about me, and asked what else they said, and R told me "not much, just that they felt sad but it was your choice in the end because you two were different" and I don't know why but it left a bad taste in my mouth. Were they trying to make people seem like I was the bad guy or something?? Idk.

I told R the reason why I stopped talking to X, and that X is a proshipper who likes things like inc*st and rape, and R wasn't as supportive as I thought he would be, saying that he understood how I felt but if X was being honest and open about their interests, it probably meant they trusted me and didn't want to "lie" to me. I don't understand how that's even relevant if X is a fucking proshipper. I don't want their trust in the first place if that's who they really are, and I felt betrayed that someone I knew for so long was hiding that for me until we were bonding again. R basically dropped it there and said "idk then" and I told him I was going to shut off my notifs for a bit. I really don't want to talk with him again right now especially since he didn't seem THAT bothered by X being a proshipper who's into really criminal shit.

Since then, friends of mine who are also friends with R (because he's a friend of X still, for some reason), haven't been replying to me as much anymore and I'm super sensitive to noticing these things, at first I told myself it was nothing, but there's an obvious decrease in our interactions. I can't help but think that X actually said bad stuff about me, and R didn't want me to know, or maybe X convinced R that I was a terrible person or something. I still haven't read X's reply to me because I genuinely do not want to interact with them ever again, but for the past few days I've been so angry and hurt by my other friend's actions that I can't help but want to blame them, since this all started when I left them.

AITA for dropping a friend because their interests made me SEVERELY uncomfortable? I don't know what to do.

What are these acronyms?

[anonymous-existences]

@demonic0angel I have a feeling you'll love this prompt, perhaps a backstory plot point of your First Burn Prompt :3.

DCxDP Prompt 14:

Song Prompt Inspiration : Satisfied From Hamilton, I made first burn but that's just very angsty... Why not make it MORE angsty but different ships.

— — — — — — — — — — — — — —

Danny and Jazz happens to travel to Gotham to visit Dan, Danny and Jazz are inseparable siblings, both going to the same college and graduating together too. Vowing to never Seperate from each other and always have one another's back.

Dan himself was successful, became the heir to Dalv Co. Brought him many things but with the price of being forced to play nice in Galas. Danny and Jazz were both invited along with Dan to a Wayne gala, Dan begrudgingly attended as he always does and Danny and Jazz were happy to accompany Dan.

— — — — — — —

There Danny Met, Jason Todd. Danny felt themselves click, getting along with many topics and Danny felt himself falling for him, they felt like a match and Danny's core approved of this Man, He's a bit of a flirt but he'll give it a chance. He wants to take him far away from this place yet when he turns to see his sister's face and she is helpless.

God. Ancients. Danny felt his heart clench, he kept a smile on his face as he approached his sister, he kept his smile, he needed to keep it, he loved his sister and she...

She's fallen in love too with the same man, Danny did what any good brother would do, Introducing their Sister to the person they've fallen for. Danny felt his heart break and shatter but it was fine, Dan noticed it but didn't press anything out of Danny but merely comforted Danny as he cried in Dan's arms in private.

Ancients, Danny felt stupid for falling Inlove so fast but he can't help it, it was the first time he's met someone who's just like him, it was the first time he's fallen Inlove so fast and so hard for Someone but he loves and treasures jazz more.

He knew if he told jazz that she fell Inlove for that person she'd let HIM go to him and take him but Danny didn't want her to be heartbroken, he can't take the thought of Jazz being heartbroken, He'd rather be the one to be so than his beloved sister.

— — — — — — — — — — — — — —

Everything happened so fast in Danny's perspective, Jason And Jazz got closer and now they're getting married.. Danny felt both proud and heartbroken, he can't choose which really but fuck does he feel so happy for his sister even if he is hurting.

He became her Groom of Honor, Danny was so happy to see his sister getting married to her love, he was so happy that she finally found love. But Ancients... It still hurts so goddamn much.

[iifoundjoy]

BEAR WITH ME.

warning: spoilers for ep 75

i was just scrolling through tiktok and then the thought occurred to me that everyone grew up together (minus ben and aiden) and basically never interacted until the group project. yeah, duh, that's the whole premise of their strange group at first, but it just strikes a cord to think that these kids who have become so inseparable were so close to each other this whole time without even knowing it, without even knowing that they needed each other.

because why now, after all these years, would they? after all, they were just strangers who occasionally saw each other in the hall or during class, strangers that they could never understand, right? they were just too different.

i mean, just think about how taylor says she's always noticed ashlyn since they were kids and how she was always on her own. she didnt understand how ash could be content with that, isn't it lonely?

tyler is most likely, lets face it, pretty popular. when we're introduced to him and taylor they're in this huge group of typical jocks due to tyler being on the baseball team. ashlyn and logan must've known him before due to that, seen them parading through the halls. and seeing as how neither logan nor ash like loud noises or crowds very much they probably wrote him off as a loud jock and went about their day. maybe saw how cold and angry he was with everyone but his sister and thought he must be unpleasant to be around.

as for logan, he, like ash, is pretty obviously very much a background character in everyone else's lives. most likely a loner just like ashlyn, very shy. if the rest of the gang ever noticed him it was probably nothing more than a glance. because logan at the time was nothing more than barrons stereotypical nerd that does his homework because he's scared of what will happen if he doesn't.

it just makes me ILL that these people who would grow to care so much about each other were all so close without knowing it, hell, they probably passed each other in their towns grocery store multiple times before. maybe seen tyler play in one of his games with taylor yelling above everyone else because that's her brother, saw ashlyn perform and dance, saw logan reading in the astronomy section in the library.

and yet they didn't know they'd ever learn to trust these strangers with their lives every night. that they would learn that tyler is more than just a loud, angry jock. he loves and cares about his sister, took up being basically a parent from a very young age, and doesn't truly have any friends because they are just a distraction.

that taylor is every bit as friendly as she let's others believe, but if you mess with her brother or her friends that sun can cloud over so quick.

that ashlyn likes to be alone but given the time and patience, she would love to be alone with you. that she doesn't want to, but if she's needed, she will step up and be the leader you need. sure, she isn't good at "friends" and she'll make mistakes, but she owns up to them because she tries and she cares.

and finally, logan, who at first is so shy and unsure, yet is quick-witted and brave enough to make hard choices and learn where he fits in with a group. to stand up against someone who bullied him and threatened him daily and help someone else from going down the same path he did.

AND PLEASE don't even get me started on ben and aiden.

those two have been practically alone their whole lives until they met each other. all aiden had was the dark room that reeked of molding food and people he hung around just to pass the time because he knew they weren't permanent, nothing ever was with his parents.

and ben's only friend before aiden being the music he could create before it was taken away from him, and all he had left was the broken melodies that he tried to find in every punch he threw.

they were both so, so alone and seeking something that would stay, something that would last because everything else that made them happy seemed to fall just out of reach now.

but just one move away, one final move to a small town in georgia held everything that could hurt and heal them all in one. they were all what everyone needed, even if they didn't know it and it drives me insane that if these kids hadn't been put through hell, they never would have found each other.

and they're more than willing to claw their way out together, not because they have to to survive, but because they want to so that they can live.

red what have you dooone 😭/pos

[gotta-winwin]

RELATIONSHIP WITH SEVENTEEN <> HYUNG LINE

SCOUPS - older brother figure

THEN: When Cyana was first announced to be joining seventeen, Coups was more than hesitant. It was a huge change to be adding a member two years after seventeen's debut, let alone a female member. He was stressed, pressed and worried with how the media would represent this change, and how Cyana would feel having to be around 13 boys. NOW: Now, Coups could never imagine seventeen without Cyana. Although it was a tough adjustment for everyone, she became his little sister and was basically adopted into the Choi family. He plays the role of her guardian, always worrying about her well-being. Don't be fooled however, the eldest and maknae often get into their own crazy schemes for the sake of "fun."

JEONGHAN - comfort buddies

THEN: Jeonghan didn't really mind having a female member. Sure, he was a little confused why the company decided to suddenly make them 14, but he took it in stride and made it his mission to befriend Cyana. They grew close despite the language barrier and became a chaotic force. NOW: Jeonghan's seventeen's therapist and that applies to Cyana as well. She often finds herself going to Jeonghan to vent about the struggles she is having. They are late night walk buddies and although they've had their spats throughout the years, the bond they have is inseparable.

JOSHUA - hometown besties

THEN: Similar to Jeonghan, Joshua didn't really bat an eye about a female member joining them. He knew it was bound to change their routine, but he was just excited to have another member from LA. Cyana immediately gravitated towards him, as Joshua helped her with navigating the language barrier and idol life. NOW: Cyana and Joshua, although not as close as they were in the beginning, still have that older brother-younger sister vibe. He's the first one she calls whenever good news happens and they often travel back to LA together to visit their families.

JUN - platonic soulmates

THEN: Jun was a member Cyana wanted to get to know well simply because he could speak Mandarin. It took them awhile to get close however, as both of them were naturally shy and could not say more than a few words before choking in the awkward silence. Jun took many steps (forcing Cyana to watch a Chinese drama with him) to become closer with the girl. NOW: Currently, Jun and Cyana are still inseparable. They facetime the most often out of everyone, often having each other on call while they do other things, just for the presence of each other. Watching Chinese dramas is still their tradition, and Jun has played a big part in helping Cyana feel confident enough to being acting.

HOSHI - frenemies

THEN: To put it quite frankly, Hoshi was terrified to know they had a female member joining them. He knew it would change up the chemistry they already had onstage, and although he was excited to try choreographing for a female idol, he figured it'd be awkward. Upon meeting however, Hoshi fell in love with how cute baby Cyana was and also realized they bonded easily over dancing. NOW: Hoshi and Cyana have a sort of love-hate relationship. Hoshi enjoys teasing Cyana to no end and gets upset when Cyana doesn't participate in his tiger agenda. They're like hot and cold, Hoshi pushes Cyana out of her comfort zone and Cyana reminds him to calm down a bit. They're a storm onstage, often collaborating in duo dances for special events.

WONWOO - twin flames

THEN: Besides Woozi, Wonwoo was the member Cyana took the longest to get to know. It didn't help that Wonwoo avoided her every chance he got, resulting in the most awkward tension filling the room. It took lots of failed attempts to finally grow closer, as Cyana realized Wonwoo was just nervous and Wonwoo discovered how much he had in common with the girl. NOW: The members often describe Wonwoo and Cyana as twin flames. They compliment each other well and often spend hours parallel playing in silence. Wonwoo's the first person Cyana goes to for solace, and vice versa. Fans love to joke that Wonwoo's Cyana's personal cameraman because he's often the one behind all the shots.

WOOZI - coproducing maniacs

THEN: Woozi was probably the one that was the most against Cyana joining the group. It didn't make sense to him why it would be a smart move, and he sadly did ice her out for most of their first comeback with her. It wasn't until Woozi stumbled across Cyana's notebooks filled with lyrics did he realize maybe he's got it all wrong. NOW: Woozi and Cyana are known in the Kpop industry as the producer duo. They co-write and co-produce most of seventeen's songs, and due to the close proximity the work calls for, they grew close over the years. They're often found huddled together at Universe Factory and their chat logs are filled with song ideas and demos.

[waffle-spam]

Being the Big Spoon (Lyney)

I saw a magic siblings edit and had a sudden urge to write :P

Scenario: Holding them to sleep when they're usually the ones holding you

Contents: Fluff, I think this counts as hurt/comfort, established relationship, me trying to pick apart the characters brain and how they think, no gender specified

Definitely using this scenario with Xiao too lol.

In usual wafflespam fashion this was written on my phone as I was falling asleep so idk hopefully it makes sense / is in character?

Lyney was supposed to be the protector.

With his siblings, with being the next Father of the House of the Hearth, with everyone.

It was late and Lynette and Freminet were out on a mission, which always had him feeling anxious. The siblings were a package deal. They always did missions together. They worked best together, always covered each other's weaknesses with their strengths, always bright back results. Of course he knew they were perfectly strong and capable without him, but they haven't been separated like this -- him safe at home while his family was out there where he couldn't do anything if something were to go wrong -- since Lynette got her vision first and started going on the more dangerous missions without him. An integral, inseparable part of himself was out there, exposed to danger without him being able to preserve it.

But he couldn't think about that now. He had to get some rest because he had his own mission early the next day.

Normally when things were this bad his siblings would rest beside him, their presence a grounding force for him.

But right now he didn't have them. He had you.

He wrapped his arms around you, resting his head on top of yours, as if trying to physically shield you from the world.

If he couldn't be out there protecting his siblings, at least he could protect you like this. The thought seemed to appease his worries to some degree.

He was caught off guard when he felt you adjust yourself as the two of you slept, now being held close under the crook of your neck instead of him feeling you curled up against his chest.

"You're shivering," you whisper to him, and he realizes only now that you've pointed it out.

"How observant..." He hummed, flashing what he hoped looked like a cheeky smile, his composure and stage confidence quickly returning as Lyney called upon it with practiced ease. "Nothing ever gets past you, does it?"

You seemed to frown at that.

"If you don't want to talk about it, that's fine..." You say, long accustomed to his tendency to hide his problems away. If he wasn't ready, he wasn't ready. "But I want to try something."

Gentle hands rested on his upper arms now, the repeated circular movements of your thumbs against him coaxing the loud thoughts in his head to fade to a dull static. Still there, ever-present prickling at the back of his mind, but more manageable now.

He was enveloped in warmth, the very same warmth he was always trying to preserve for others. The very same warmth he didn't dare set aside for himself if it meant someone he cared about would go cold.

His siblings often tried to talk to him, to get him to open up, but some things he just couldn't share.

For the first time in a long while, he was the one receiving comfort instead of giving it. Maybe it was because he was too tired to take on the caretaker role right now. Maybe it was the sudden flood of calm that made him not want to get out of your arms.

Slowly, tentatively, he let himself relax against you. He let himself get lost in your heartbeat, your gentle breathing, your soft whispers that he was barely awake to register.

You can feel how he physically melts against you, his warm breaths against your shoulder evening out as he finally fell asleep.

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I really didn't know how to end this I'm sorry 🫠

[thecowinblack]

Hi! Can you write a Luke Castellan x female reader, where they’re dating, Luke has a 4 year old little sister (daughter of Hermes) who is inseparable from him and the 3 of them act like a cute little family? I also had a thought of him calling them ‘his girls’. Maybe even a little angst at the end about him betraying the camp and seeing the two of them through an iris message comforting each other before sleep, bc his sister can’t sleep without him.

Thank you so much for sending this request, it was a lot of fun to write and I hope you enjoy it as much as I did! 💕

His girls

Pairing: Luke x Reader

Word count: 972

Warnings⚠️: Fluff, against, blood and injurys

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Your table was completely empty since all of your siblings were away, they'd give home over christmas. Seeing everyone laught and have fun with their siblings made you feel so left out. Suddenly you felt two arms wrap around you, Millie. The 4-year old was probably the cutest human being in the entire universe and she always managed to paint a smile on your face.

“Luke is back! He's in the Apollo cabin, their checking a wound.” She told you excitedly. Luke had been gone for almost a month now and you'd missed him so much. Rushing up from the bench you ran to find him, Millie short after.

When you arrived at the Apollo cabin you told Millie to wait outside, if Luke was bleeding a lot then she shouldn’t see it. The first thing you saw was Will treating Luke as he sat in one of their hospital chairs.

“Luke!” You said, happily.

“Y/N!” He coughed. You resched his bed and saw a ginormous wound in his stomach. Fear filled you, what if he wouldn't make it? You couldn't lose him! Millie couldn't lose him. As if saw the fear taking over your eyes Luke mumbled:

“I'm going to be alright sweetheart, when they are done patching me up wouldn't you mind getting Millie?” You answered: “She's waiting outside, I didn't want her to get scared if there was lots of blood.” Luke har you a week smile and you took his hand sitting down in a chair that stood next to his bed.

After about like thirty minutes Will was done and Luke fell asleep. You called Millie and she came and sat in a chair next to you. You reached out for her hand and explained that he was fine, Luke would recovered fully in a couple days and then he could go back to practice. While you were calming her Luke woke up.

“Hi my sweet girls, won't you give me a hug?” Millie basically jumped on him and it was only when you said: “Careful!” She calmly hugged him. Both of them now looked at you and with a sight you hugged him to, you just couldn't say no to these two. Laying your head at Lukes chest he sweetly combed your hair with his fingers, you looked up and kissed him gently, afraid that it somehow would hurt him. He giggled like a child and kissed you harder, like a boy who'd been away from the girl he loved for far to long. Behind you Millie clapped her hands excitedly and a small laugh escaped you.

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“Millie are you coming? Luke is waiting for us by the water!” You shouted, waiting for Luke's little sister. The two of you were supposed to meet with Luke by the lake ten minutes ago. Millie hadn't left her cabin yet. You decided to check on her in the almost empty Hermes cabin that you'd been waiting outside of. Walking in you saw Millie crying in the middle of the floor. “Oh gods what's wrong sweetie?” you said lifting her up and hugging her.

“I can't find the bracelets that I was going to give to you and Luke. I made the pearl's and they were so pretty, then yesterday I put them on my nightstand but now they're gone!” She cried. “Alright I'll help you look!” You said walking over to her nightstand.

A few minutes later the bracelets were recovered and you and Millie where walking down to the lake. The bracelet she'd given you was adorable; they were colorful and had your initials on. Luke had a matching one with his initials. As you finally arrived at the lake, Millie riding piggyback on you, Luke waited a bit from the water.

“Lukeeee!” Millie shouted.

“You’re finally here! What took you so long?” He asked rushing forward to take Millie from your back and placing his hand in hers and Millie quickly took your hand in her free one.

“Well Millie lost something, but we found it!” You said handing over his bracelet, which you had in your bag, filled with towels and bathing suits.

“Oh Millie it's beautiful, thank you!” He told her as Millie giggled. When you got to the beach you all changed into bathing suits and jumped into the water. Millie decided that the three of you were going to watch Percy trying to impress Annabeth with his water manipulation, it wasn't going so very well. As you stood there Luke threw his arm around your shoulder watching Millie play with the small water horses that Percy had created. Your little girl was giggling and laughing as they ran on the surface around her.

Luke thought that he'd never meet anyone even half as perfect as you. And as you stood there, watching Millie, he wondered how he'd ended up with these perfect girls, his girls.

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You'd just finished reading Millie a bedtime story when she'd fallen asleep in your arms, no one in your cabin had a problem with her sleeping here after Luke's betrayal. Millie had just cried and cried in the Hermes cabin, not being able to fall asleep without her brother so you'd taken her here. Your bed was more than big enough. Listening to her snores you fell asleep, falling into the world of dreams.

Luke had meant to speak to you, he expected you to be awake when he Iris messaged you, as you'd always had trouble falling asleep. What he didn't expect was his girls curled up in your large bed. A book was sitting at your night stand and he could see your face. You were calm, happy with her. But something seemed to be missing in the large bed, a space that looked like they were saving, saving for him.

[nemisuki]

Falling For You

Crush AU | You didn’t realize having a crush on your friendly classmate would lead to a competition on how to gain his attention. Lucky for you - he seems to have a favorite. 

᧔o᧓ || eijirou kirishima x f!reader, no manga spoilers, fluff, jealous reader, aged up to third years, dense kirishima, silly moments, kiri is popular bc he's just a lil guy fr, misunderstandings, happy ending, oneshot, 1.9k word count

Being friends with the redhead in your class was not for the weak.

It wasn't because he was troublesome whatsoever - if anything the guy was too nice.

Every time she tried to get some alone time with him, someone he knew would strike up a conversation!

Whether it be when they're walking down the hallways, waiting at the bus stop or even in the classroom.

He always had a friend around.

At first it didn't bother her, she knew he was a friendly guy, someone that's impossible to hate.

Anyone would want to be friends with Kirishima. So his inevitable popularity made sense.

But lately she's been feeling off.

A foreign emotion taking over her entire body.

It didn't take her long to realize what she felt for him - it only grew the more they hung out.

Her small crush fully blossomed during the winter. Maybe that's when the jealousy started. During their previous years of high school, the pair used to be inseparable.

But as of recently - that doesn't seem to be the case.

She doesn't blame him for spending less time with her, the amount of patrols always increased during the holidays.

He was constantly apologizing whenever they would have to reschedule their hangouts for the sake of his work study.

Y/N knew they'll be getting busy this time of year but she wasn't aware it would affect their bond this much.

She's barely hung out privately with him this week, but today she'll be the first to initiate plans.

With newfound motivation, she closes her locker door and looks around in search of a certain redhead.

To which she spots immediately, it wasn't hard to miss his unique hair color in the hallway.

At the view of him putting his books away, alone for now, her legs moved quickly - seeking this rare opportunity.

Shortening the distance with each step.

"Kiri" she mumbles softly, gently tapping his arm to get his attention.

His head perks up at the sound of her voice, turning in her direction, recognition and warmth casting over his eyes.

A toothy smile that makes her heart flutter every time - forms on his face, "Oh hey Y/N! What's up!"

He carefully shuts his locker, his eyes never leaving her face as he teasingly pats her head, ruffling her hair a little.

Only making her more flustered by the minute.

Thank the gods he can be dense sometimes, or he would've found out about her feelings a long time ago.

"Ah nothing much... I just noticed you've been working hard on your internship with Fat Gum after school. So I wanted to make sure you aren't overworking yourself."

Her gaze softens, a hint of worry displayed in her eyes as she notices a small bandage on his cheek.

He seems to notice the shift in her expression and bends down slightly so they can be face to face, "Though I appreciate the concern - I assure you I'm fine!"

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With his other hand, he points to the bandage, letting out a small chuckle "And don't worry about this. Last night I was sparring with Tetsutetsu and he managed to do some damage. No biggie!"

At the sudden close contact, she can feel her cheeks instantly warm up, his laugh easing away all her worries like nothing.

"I-I see...." she stutters out, completely forgetting how to form a coherent sentence around him. Her eyes snapping away from him in a flash.

How could she look into his eyes in this state?!

He tilts his head, seemingly about to ask if she's alright, but is interrupted as some of his friends from another class approach him, three guys in particular whom she hasn’t met. 

"Hey Kirishima!"

The red head turns around at the sound of his name, a friendly grin reappearing on his face, "Oh hey guys!"

The trio of students begin chatting away with Kirishima, moving onto a topic Y/N wasn't too familiar with.

She fidgets awkwardly as she watches them exchange words, her eyes moving back and forth, listening to see if she can add any minor comment to the conversation but is ultimately left in the dark.

Kirishima seems to notice and quickly changes topics, "Ah sorry I should've introduced you! Guys this is Y/N!"

As he speaks, he slings an arm around her shoulder - a proud expression on his face.

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She doesn't know how much of this her heart can take.

The other guys politely smile and wave, giving her their names one by one but frankly... the only thing she can focus on right now is the close proximity between her and the redhead.

His body is so warm and comforting, the urge to melt into his embrace only heightens as time passes.

She's missed this.

"Hey kiri, you gonna come with us to the arcade again today or what?"

Huh...

Her gaze wanders to the girl who approached out of nowhere. The other guys greeting her casually as she smiles back.

They must be in the same friend group.

"Yeah sure! I don't have to patrol today so I'm game" Kirishima says, giving a small nod in response.

He retrieves his arm that was previously draped over Y/N, letting it rest at his side again.

"Great, c'mon let's go before it gets crowded!" the girl giggles, wrapping her hand around Kirishima's forearm - intending to pull him along.

Until she notices Y/N.

"Oh- hello, are you one of Kirishima's classmates?" she smiles, looking at Y/N with curiosity.

"Uh yeah" Y/N mumbles, her thoughts spiraling at the sight of this new face. She's never seen this other girl before.

And why is she holding Kirishima's arm so casually - even calling him Kiri.. are they close?

"Ah I see! Is she coming along too?" the girl asks Kirishima, letting go of his arm a second later.

"What do you say Y/N?" He smiles nonchalantly, as if unbothered by the other girl's previous actions.

Her heart no longer beats like before - with thrill or joy. But now aching at this new revelation.

Sensing something off, Kirishima's brows furrow with contemplation. Suddenly giving the group an apologetic smile, "Sorry guys but I just remembered I have something to do! I'll catch you guys next time, yeah?"

Not even waiting for a response, the redhead grabs Y/N's arm and pulls her along.

She’s stunned for a moment but follows his lead around the corner, into an empty classroom. 

Once inside the room, he lets go and tilts his head with a questioning look, "so you gonna tell me what's wrong?"

"I don't-"

"Don't lie to me please."

A pout forms on his face at her attempt to dodge the question. His eyes pleading as he looks into her own.

Damn it, he's too cute.

"It's dumb..." she mumbles, looking at him - completely embarrassed.

"If it's making you sad then of course it isn't dumb" he says softly, gently resting his hand on her shoulder.

Her fingers twitch with anxiety, feeling like a bundle of nerves right now.

Seeing her in this state made him uneasy, he's never seen her act this way.

With his hand on her shoulder, he pulls her closer into his chest. Trapping her in his warm embrace as he soothingly rubs her back in small circles.

Her breath hitches as he holds her, a sensation she missed all too well.

All her worries seemed to vanish as his familiar scent surrounds her. There's something so comforting about his presence that keeps her calm.

"I-I'm jealous" she admits all of a sudden, deciding to be honest with him.

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Her skin burned with bashfulness, humiliation and shame.

His eyes widen at her words - in his arms she can feel his muscles tense in response, "Jealous? Of who?"

He pulls away slightly to get a good view of her face.

"Those friends of yours. That girl from earlier. Everyone who hangs out with you" she whispers, ashamed of her own feelings.

She couldn't look at him right now and decided to bury her head further into his chest, hiding away from the impending humiliation. 

He's at a complete loss for words.

"Because we haven't hung out as often? I'm sorry I know I've been busy. But then why did you say no earlier to the arcade-"

“That's because... I just want to be with you. Just us..."

Silence.

After a minute of no response, she hesitantly lifts her head up, gaining the courage to look him in the eyes.

Her heart skipped a beat at the sight.

Kirishima is looking down at her, eyes full of disbelief, face completely red - a lighter hue of the color that compares to his hair.

"O-Oh I... wait don't look yet... agh... I didn't expect this" he mumbles, lifting a hand to cover the lower half of his face.

His eyes looked anywhere else but her.

A newfound spark of hope shines within the girl - he's blushing.

For some time both don’t say anything, not knowing how to go about this. Despite it being cold in this empty classroom, both of them are hot to the touch.

"You're free right now right?" he smiles down at her, giving the girl more reason to have a heart attack right then and there.

"Uh- yeah. Yes I am!" she says, practically brightening up at the idea.

A smile returning to her face with full force.

He begins laughing at her sudden shift in mood, "Then let's go! There's this bakery I've been dying to go to!"

He hurriedly takes her hand as they leave the classroom. Reminding her - just how much he cares.

But there was still one question that was in the back of her mind.

As they walk outside the gates of UA, she decides to ask, wanting to ease her conscience before she possibly goes insane. 

"Say Kiri.... about that girl earlier.." she starts off, looking up at him with hesitance.

"Yeah, what about her?" he hums, oblivious to her inner turmoil.

"Are you two close? It just looked like, um, you two we're dating or something" she reluctantly says, a small pout threatening to form at the mere thought.

He freezes in his tracks.

His head snapping in her direction, dismissively waving his hands around, "What?! Of course not! She's a foreigner so that's probably why she was touchy. I would never cheat on you Y/N!"

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Eh?

Being both confused and flustered, she looks at him baffled, "Huh?! Why are you talking as if we're dating!"

He flinches back - looking appalled at her words, "Because we are?"

"What?!" she gasps, covering her mouth in shock. She doesn't recall them having this conversation!

He looks just as puzzled, embarrassment displayed all over his face, "Well we've always been close, going out just us two, so I just assumed...."

"You like me?!" she practically yells out, looking at him intently.

"I mean yeah! Wasn't it obvious..." he averts his eyes, shyness creeping in at this whole mix-up.

At the sudden news she couldn't believe it, her heart leaping with joy.

She doesn't know if it's from sheer excitement or her dazed state, but her legs gave out, leading her to fall backwards onto the snowy grass.

The soft snow acting as a cushion, breaking her fall in response to her shenanigans. 

"Ah Y/N! Are you okay?!"

They'll need to have a long conversation about this soon. But for now, she'll stay here laying in the snow with a dazed expression.

In a state of shock at the revelation - her crush likes her back.

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A/N ||| Ugh idk how to feel about this one u guyssss! Kinda didn't proof read but whatever ig. Kirishima fans RISE UPPPPPP! He would totally fit a friends to lovers trope hehhehehe. I actually love him so much, I wanna put him in my pocket!

[eras-mus]

hii ive had this idea for a while now and its basiclly a crossover with twst and monster high, it could be a clawdeen yuu or a operetta yuu or or a cleo yuu headcannons. but theres this other idea wity SIX the musical im not sure if youve seen it but you could do any of the wifes of your choosing but i would think it would be good if they were all platonic (especially with k howard)

I'm sorry but I'm not comfortable with doing the SIX Wives because they are based on real people!

I will do your Clawdeen, Cleo, and Operetta Yuu though!

-GN Reader

-Reader IS Yuu

Sorry it's short!

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Clawdeen! Yuu

- Everyone first thinks that Y/n is related to Jack, and both of them have to constantly correct people on that.

- Y/n is unbelievably good at keeping Ace and Deuce in control because of their siblings in their world

- They probably redesigned their uniform and made a new outfit for every unbirthday party

- As much as they get along with Vil their best friend is Epel. Y/n understands why Epel doesn't want to learn useless manners and dress impractically and Y/n is able to help him make clothes he likes and that Vil approves of

- Vargas loves that they aren't afraid of playing hard and would put them in the spell drive team if they had magic

- Y/n probably spends a lot of their time at the Savanna Claw Dorm, helping Ruggie, working out with Jack, and talking (bickering) with Leona

Cleo! Yuu

- The change of being in Twisted Wonderland was pretty hard for Y/n, not having their daddy's money and not having any respect like they did in their old world, but it didn't take long for the students of Night Raven to fear them.

- They easily became Crewels favorite, from their sense in fashion to the kindness that they only had for their friends. However, Crewel tends to get frustrated when they turn into a complete diva.

- As soon as they met Vil the two were inseparable. They did skin care together, shopped for new clothes (paid for by Vil), and even started vlogging on Magi-Cam.

-Speaking of Magi-Cam, they grew a following on their rather fast, partly thanks to Vil and partly because people were so interested in Y/n being a mummy

-Half way through the year Y/n was running the school and helping overblotted students without breaking a sweat.

-The Ramshackle dorm had never looked so extravagant, Y/n had to get it redone because it wasn't fit to their standards. (Honestly they probably broke down when they first found out they were staying there)

-A couple of students confessed their love to Y/n but they turned down each one because they were so loyal to their significant other in their original world

Operetta! Yuu

- Y/n loved the Ramshackle dorm, it reminded them of the catacombs of their old school, they were able to restore the building and kept a lot of the original features

- They play music at Mostro Lounge for extra money, because of this Azul and them are relatively close, if Y/n has any information on a student they don't like then they tell Azul

- During book two Y/n was able to shut the Savanna Claw students up so fast

- When Epel starts speaking in his southern accent, Y/n is the only one who can understand him and normally has to help translate

- Speaking of Epel, Y/n and him will play sports together and Y/n might teach him how to fight

- Vargas loves how competitive they are and finds it amusing to watch the magicless students beat up his spell drive team

- They're definitely Teirns favorite mainly because of their accent

[heavyhitterheaux]

Got Me Thinking

Part 2: Late Nights and Spousal Confessions

Synopsis: Not wanting the night to end, Jack quickly asks to spend more time with you. Little did the two of you know that it would end up being a therapy session about your marriages to other people.

Pairing: Jack Harlow x Reader

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Jack continued to look at you in disbelief before the biggest smile broke out on his face as he quickly embraced you.

Your arms immediately went around his neck as you felt him pick you up so your feet were hovering above the ground as he hugged you tighter.

“Are you really here right now?” He asked as he whispered in your ear and you simply nodded before responding to him.

“I am and you can thank your little brother for that.”

“And to answer your question, yes. I did miss you, more than you know.”

“Well if I would have known that you two would be this excited to see each other, I would have done it sooner.” Clay mumbled and the two of you couldn't help but laugh. Jack placed you back on your feet before his left hand went to cup your face as his right started to play with the ends of your hair. Something that he used to do when the two of you were younger so it was obvious that old habits die hard.

“And that's who he let get away? Look at how they're looking at each other! Jack hasn't acknowledged anyone else since he's seen her. He doesn't even look at his own wife like that.” Ace said to Clay who simply nodded in agreement.

“That's who he should have been with and stayed with from the beginning.”

“Agreed.”

The party consisted of Jack and Urban making their rounds and mingling with all of their guests, but one thing that didn't happen was you leaving Jack's side. You had been basically glued to him for the entire night and you could tell that your presence was giving him a sense of comfort. Just like before when the two of you were together.

When it got close to about 2 in the morning, people were starting to wind down and leave and since Clay brought you, he quickly asked when you would be ready to leave, but Jack jumped in before you could say anything.

“I'll take her home, don't worry about it. We have a lot to catch up on.” He said while turning to you and smiling.

“I figured, but I thought I would ask anyway.” Clay said while smiling at the sight in front of him. He didn't even know the last time that he saw his older brother so happy and he was hoping that it would stay that way and the two of you would end up together like everyone wanted.

No one had really mentioned or brought up the fact that Jack's wife, better known as Kelsey, hadn't even shown up to her own husband's birthday party but it was clear that Jack did not care one bit. His attention and focus had been on you the entire time and you were low key happy that you didn't have to compete for it with someone else.

The two of you were now settled into Jack’s Jeep and he simply looked over at you and smiled.

“I literally just cannot believe you’re here right now.”

“I actually wasn’t going to come, but Clay convinced me.” You said being completely honest as he began to drive.

“What? Why?”

“I didn’t think that you would have wanted to see me.”

“What the? It’s not like we ended on a bad note. Besides, I literally always ask your mom about you anytime that I see her. That just happens to be a lot since you know our moms have been inseparable since we began dating and haven’t let up since.”

“Very true. Any time I talk to her and ask her what she’s doing she says she’s with Maggie.”

“I don’t want to take you home just yet, if that’s okay.” Jack said, looking straight ahead as he was coming to a red light.

“Hmm, we can go to Waffle House, they’re still open.”

Once the two of you reached Waffle House and got settled into a booth in the back, you knew that Jack was bound to ask you about being married and you were just waiting for it. You both scanned the menu in a comfortable silence before he spoke up.

“So……”

“So…..” You said back to him as both of you let out laughs.

“Tell me everything. What’s been going on with you?”

“Well, I did end up going to nursing school and did that for a little while before I decided to go back and get my CRNA.”

“Damn, I knew my girl was smart. I remember you telling me that you wanted to do that. That’s anesthesia right?” Your heart instantly fluttered when you heard him call you his girl.

“It is, I didn’t think that you would remember.”

“I remember everything about my first love. Including how she didn’t think my full name was Jackman and decided to call me Jackson instead and it stuck.”

You immediately busted out laughing remembering the conversation that the two of you had with you both going back and forth debating on what Jack’s real name was. And you legit asked Maggie to see his birth certificate which she laughed about.

“And to this day, you are the only person allowed to do that.”

“But I love Jackman better. It makes you unique.” You replied as you looked back down at the menu and was deciding on what you wanted to drink.

“What else has happened? You live in Cali now, right?”

“Yeah, I live in Calabasas and have been there for about six years. I like it…. At times.”

Just then the two of you were interrupted by your waiter who you looked up to see was Ms.Isabella. She was the manager and worked here for as long as you two could remember.

“Well isn’t it my favorite nurse and my favorite rapper?!”

“Ms. Isabella, respectfully, don’t you only know like five of my songs? How am I your favorite rapper?” Jack asked joking with her, but all she did was laugh and roll her eyes at him.

“I’ve been to enough concerts to know more than five songs. Anyway, you two aren’t married yet?” She asked and both of you looked like deer caught in headlights, but you quickly recovered.

“Ms. Isabella we’re both married, but not to each other.” You asked and all she did was try to hide the obvious smirk that was about to be displayed on her face. She had definitely been talking to your mother and knew what she was doing.

“Oh, what a shame. Anyway, all I know is that I remember the two of you always being in here when you were younger and being inseparable. Especially when both of you would be drunk and trying to sober up before you went home. A secret that I shall keep from both of your mother’s forever. Anyway, what are we drinking? Orange juice?”

“That’s fine.” Jack quickly said as she nodded her head to walk towards the counter.

When she walked away, it was slightly awkward and you knew for a fact that he was about to ask you now.

“So, how long have you been married?” He asked while looking down and drumming his fingers on the table.

“This year will be three years.” You quietly answered and Jack nodded his head. One of the first things he noticed was your wedding ring when he had first laid eyes on you and seeing it in person made his heart drop. He knew that you were, but was wishing deep down that it wasn’t true.

“What’s his name?”

“Xavier.”

“Does… he treat you well?”

You hesitated on answering that simply because you knew the type of person that Jack was. Even though he wasn’t one to care for confrontation, when it came to you he didn’t care. He would probably have no problem hoping on a plane and going to Cali in order to beat his ass for what he had done to you.

“That’s…. A loaded question. Umm…”

“Y/N, I’m not trying to pry and you only have to tell me what you feel comfortable with me knowing. But the look on your face is telling when I asked about him.”

“It’s just complicated.”

“Marriage can be difficult sometimes, but it shouldn’t be complicated if the two people involved work together.”

“I… I married a wonderful person who I thought I was going to spend the rest of my life with, but about ten months ago his true colors started to show and I don’t think that I can stomach being married to a person like that much longer.”

“Did he put his hands on you? Because….” Jack asked with his voice slightly raising and you immediately shook your head no and placed your hand on top of his in order to get him to calm down.

“No, nothing like that.”

“Are you sure?”

“I promise. It’s nowhere near that.”

“Then, what is it?”

“He’s been cheating on me for a year and got another woman pregnant.”

Jack’s mouth was now hanging wide open as he looked at you dumbfounded.

“And does he know that you know this?”

You just shook your head no and sighed.

“I… you know that you deserve better than that.”

“I know, I’m just trying to stack my money to be able to get a divorce and get away from him. I already opened up a bank account that he has no idea about.”

“Y/N, I’m so sorry.” Jack quietly said as he saw your eyes watering. Bottom line was you still loved Xavier despite what he had done to you and you absolutely hated yourself for it.

“Don’t worry about me. I’ll be fine, just a little while longer. Now onto you, tell me all that there is to know about Kelsey. I thought I was going to meet her tonight. How’s married life treating you?” Even though you had heard from multiple people about how Jack was miserable in his marriage, you needed to hear it come straight from him.

“Hmm, not a lot to tell.”

“What in the world is that supposed to mean?”

When Jack was once again quiet, you could still read him like an open book despite how many years had passed.

“You regret it.” You quietly said and he just looked at you.

“How can you know exactly what I’m thinking without me having to say anything and you’re in tune with my feelings when my wife can’t even do that?”

“I can read you like a book, Jackman. I’ve always been able to. You can be completely silent like just now and I…. why do you regret it?”

“I’ve recently found out some things about her that I didn’t know before and it makes me think that I truly don’t know her at all and I rushed into this.”

Ms. Isabella interrupted the two of you as she sat both of your drinks down and was waiting for the two of you to order.

“I'll take the all star breakfast.”

“Me too.” You quietly said as you handed her your menu and she simply shot both of you a smile before walking away.

“So, Clay telling me that you were miserable in your marriage wasn't a lie?”

“I… I know he's just trying to look out for me but it's not a lie. I definitely care about her to a certain extent and don't want anything bad to happen to her but….”

“Then do what you have to do in order for you to have a peace of mind.”

“I want to give it time seeing as it hasn't even been a year yet and the fact that the amount of people that would be telling me ‘I told you so’ would be endless.”

“Don't worry about them. As long as you're happy, that's the important part.”

“True.”

“Besides, I’m here for you and will support you with whatever you decide.”

“I appreciate that. Now that I got you back I'm definitely not letting you go again.”

It was around seven in the morning when the two of you finally pulled in front of your parent's house and you weren't afraid to admit that you were sad that the night was coming to an end.

When the two of you had left Waffle House, you both decided to watch the sunrise for old times sake since that was something that the two of you would do often when you two were together.

You were excited that he was now back in your life and was hoping that it would be for the long haul.

“I hope you had an amazing birthday.” You said as the two of you were now standing outside of his Jeep.

“I did because I got the best birthday gift that I could have ever asked for, like Clay said. I appreciate you for coming and I'm happy that I got to see you. It's been way too long.”

“It has.”

“How long are you staying?”

“About another week.”

Jack simply nodded as he grabbed your hand and started rubbing small circles on the back of it.

“Block out some time for me?”

“For you? Always. You never have to ask.” You answered as you smiled up at him which he quickly returned before bringing you into a hug.

“I missed you so much and that is probably all you're going to hear me say over the next week.”

“I don't mind because I missed you too.” You responded as the two of you finally pulled away.

“Go and get some sleep and I’ll call you later.” Jack said as he reached down to kiss your forehead and then your cheek which was dangerously close to your mouth, but you brushed it off and thought nothing of it.

“Okay.”

“Since we now have an audience.”

You looked behind you to see your brother looking out of the window on the second floor as your sister and your parents were looking out of the window that was in the living room and you immediately groaned as Jack laughed. Your mom looked to be on the phone and you knew for a fact that she was talking to Maggie and giving her a play by play.

“I'm probably hitting the studio later. You want to come?”

“Hmm, I think I can clear my schedule for you.”

“Then it's a date.”

[katz-chow]

im a ghost girlie but my love for soap is literally incomprehensible and i have this headcanon where its ghost x reader but soap third wheels all the time and its not like in a mean way at all, they’re just a trio that is basically inseparable. i also hc that they make so many jokes about being a throuple to the point where its not rlly a joke anymore lmao. anyway, this is all to ask if you’ll write some headcanons about that dynamic. fluff ofc! if u feel comfortable writing a little bit of poly soap x reader x ghost, i’d be very gracious 🙏🏽 but no pressure!

soap, simon, and the not-so-single parent

warnings: gn!reader, ghost x reader, soap x platonic!reader, my interpretation of ghost & soap, domesticity, fluff, johnny being johnny, simon being simon, reader being the concerned parent, third-wheel soap

a/n: this shit be on my mind constantly that johnny just loves to annoy and thirdwheel reader & simon. some of this is inspired by irl stuff. i'm not really into a poly triangle personally and i just can't imagine them, especially simon, to be okay with it, sorry!

humble beginnings

johnny didn't find out that simon had a romantic partner until you two reached past your 1 year anniversary. it happened by pretty much chance too, here's how that went: simon forgot a file, you were off of work, you drove to base, you dropped off said file using your dependent clearance, he kissed your cheek goodbye right in the doorway of his office (masked), johnny turned the corner, and as simon pulled away, you looked at johnny who was desperately trying to seem busy on his phone as he walked away hurriedly. he was on the calculator app. simon and you gave each other a look and he nodded, knowing that you've been wanting to meet the colorful coworkers (and his closest friends) for a while now. you called him over, soap, as you've remembered, not everyday you see a mohawk. johnny freezes and turned around to see you beckoning him back to the frame of the office, and simon with his arms crossed, staring a bit annoyed actually. he was chill when you two introduced each other, not wanting to embarrass himself. his eyes lit up though, when he heard you invite him over for dinner. "lovie..." simon started out, a gentle hand on your back. you hit his chest with the back of your head playfully, "no, no, this will be good for us. first diner party in our new house" "HOUSE? HOW LONG HAVE YOU HAD SOMEONE" he wanted to scream at simon's face, what came out however was a "i dinnae want to be a bother to you both" you insisted and he felt bad (but also curious), so dinner it was. simon took off his mask to please you and well, it was the comfort of his home. he rolled his eyes as johnny quipped that he certainly was "quite the opposite". from that day forward, it was the three of you against...manchester i guess?

children, the both of them

johnny tags along whenever you two are running errands on leave or on off days when they're both stationed at home. sometimes it's just you and him, or him and simon, or all three of yall. it started with a "we're having brunch, wanna join?" and now it's more like "we're going to the zoo, 9 am, get there" they make up the weirdest challenges and it feels like you're babysitting them both. simon, doesn't see it, he's a grown adult man, he's not silly. johnny says it's just in his nature like how it's natural that wombats poop in cubes (he walked ahead to read that tidbit and walked back to regurgitate it back at the two of you). challenges include: simon and johnny getting into a long debate about which is better, the smoked salmon crepes or the chocolate crepes, and when they mix them together, who can eat it all without puking? who can get to the butterfly sanctuary the fastest without running? who can find your favorite fish in the 30,000 gallon (113562.35 liter) fish tank WHILE holding their breath as if they were swimming in the water johnny telling you that his jokes are the best, simon butting in and using the "i'm your boyfriend, surely my jokes are better" card. you wanted to throw them both out of the car as they kept going back and forth with the most stupidest, tasteless, dad jokes ever. johnny saying he can drive better than simon. simon saying he can fly a broken helicopter and land safely. you're in the driver's seat. simon quipped that he would be a good artist compared to this shit's canvas (picasso) and johnny saying that his cat can paint better. simon said dogs can do it better. johnny said- you get the idea simon threw up after the 8th time on a rollercoaster. johnny threw up on the 9th. you, however, went through a nice scenic boat ride :)

quiet mornings

you three are closer than yall think. whenever they're both away, you always miss the noise they bring in the kitchen, trying to figure out how to make muffins or...popcorn. the three of you doing the daily wordle, crossword, and sudoku. "what's c for?" "c4 is an explosive, bonnie" "no johnny, what does C STAND FOR? fucking idiot..." mornings when you both are expecting johnny are never quiet, especially when he announces that he's there by knocking on the front door and saying "it's johnny!" when someone opens it. even when he's not there, you can at least hear simon's almost silent breaths if it wasn't for how close you two were. you miss them when they have to leave, you know it can't be forever, but damnit you missed the buzzing of them both. you don't miss, however, johnny and simon playing drunk monopoly.

[am-i-the-asshole-official]

AITA for calling my best friend a slut?

Ok, I know it sounds bad, but please hear me out. The story is more complex than it seems.

My best friend (20F) and I (20F) met in middle school and became inseparable ever since. Back then, I was more extroverted while she was really shy, so I guess I could say I was more "popular" than her? Although I don't like this word. During high school, I started to attract some male attention and even had one or two boyfriends, while she hadn't even had her first kiss yet. I knew that bothered her; she would say it was because I was so much prettier than her, while I knew that wasn't true. She was always beautiful, she just needed to get out of her shell.

And that's what happened in college. We applied for the same university and rented together a small apartment near campus. The dynamics between us really shifted after that: since she was away from her very religious and strict family, she was able to open up and become more confident in her own skin, while I was more focused on my studies, since I have a scholarship and need to always have good grades. That didn't bothered me, tho, I was happy she was having fun and discovering herself.

Then, at the start of this year, she started dating this amazing guy which we will call A (23M). He was very attentive and loving with her, so I was elated she finally found someone who cared so much about her. A was my best friend's first official boyfriend. He had an older brother too, let's call him B (24M) who would go with A to our apartment and we would all hang out together. B and I hit it off immediately; he had an acid sense of humor but managed not to be offensive, and he wasn't bad in the eyes either. I noticed my best friend would send us some weird looks while we were talking sometimes, but I didn't think anything of it.

Things went south when B and I hooked up one day and, when I told my best friend about it, she became furious. She said I was a terrible friend because, apparently, she was in love with B and I should have noticed. I was shocked; I noticed the weird looks but she and A seemed to be happy. I told her that and she said she was very confused and didn't know who she really liked it, but I should end whatever I had with B because the situation was bad enough.

I ended up doing what she said because I didn't want to have any problems with her since she's my best friend and we live together, and also because there wasn't anything serious between B and I. It's not like I was in love, so I wouldn't fight with her because of it.

Months passed. My best friend started to see B behind A's back and was always promising she would break up with A to stay with him, but she never did anything about it. She would also keep teeling me details about her intimate life with B, although I would always ask her to cut it off. She would say: "Why does it bother you? Do you like B?" And when I would say no, she would keep talking about it. She never said anything about her sex life with A, tho.

Then last month A found out about my best friend and B and broke up with her. B was also tired of this situation and ended things with her. Now she's single and the brothers don't talk to each other anymore.

Meanwhile, I started to see this guy from one of my classes which we'll call C (21M). He's also on my best friend's circle, but they're not close. We were good friends and, two months ago, he asked me out on a date, and we've been seeing each other since then. I decided not to tell my best friend about it, because after the whole B situation, I had a bad feeling. Until last month when C and I decided to go official and my best friend found out through her friends in common with C. She went after me, completely furious because, guess what? Exactly. She was in love with C and I was a terrible friend for not noticing.

I asked since when and she said that it was for months now, but she had just broken up with A and B. I told her that and she simply said it was complicated, but I should have known and now I should break up with C. This time, tho, I just laughed it off and said that in no way that would happen again. I gave up on B because it didn't matter, there was just attraction there, but I actually like C. She accused me of stealing her man and, in fear of saying something I would regret, I left home and went to C's. There I told him the whole situation with my friend, including her saying she was in love with him, and asked him if there was any flirtation or if he noticed something. He just laughed and said they never even had an one-to-one conversation before. After cooling off for a while, I decided to go back to my apartment and finish that conversation.

My best friend was waiting for me when I got back and I told her what C had said to me. She got furious that I told him about her being in love with him and accused me of trying to sabotage her. She also said I was jealous of her because I wasn't the prettiest friend anymore and that was why I would go after the boys she liked. She said she was only single because of me. Fed up with the whole situation, I said: "You're not single because of me. You're single because you're a slut." She got really hurt by it and started to cry. We didn't talk anymore during that day and, in the following morning, she announced she would look for another place to stay.

I don't think I'm TA for standing up for myself and not allowing her to spoil my relationship, but I think calling her a slut was out of line. However, I was angry and so tired of that whole situation that I just wanted to hurt her a bit, too.

So, AITA for calling her a slut?

What are these acronyms?

[songmingisthighs]

Pitiful, You're Pitiful

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group : ateez

pairing : aged up!wooyoung × aged up!reader

genre : angst, mature, smut

word count : 2.9 k

warning : adultery, cheating, mentions of pregnancy, mentions of loss, negative depiction of wooyoung

a/n : happy new year !!

From your own experience, life is hard. Especially marriages.

Growing up, your mother and grandmother told you to beware of men, of their lips especially be it their kisses or their words. You never quite understood why until you found out what kind of a man your grandfather actually was. Sure, he died surrounded by the people who loves him but as it turns out, those were the people who had decided to forgive him for cheating on his wife.

After learning that, you began finding faults in your family, anything that could make sense as to why your grandpa cheated in the first place. Was it his kids? Was it really his wife? Was it just the fact that he had no self-control? Maybe it was a little bit of everything accumulating until it became too much. So you decide that when you find the man you want to marry and finally settle down, you'll do whatever you can to keep your husband happy and safe. Of course, when you met your husband Wooyoung, you told him about your fear of marriage, and what it can do to people and their relationship. Coming from a good family, Wooyoung couldn't quite understand your worries but nevertheless, he assured you that you didn't have to do anything to make him happy, you just had to be yourself.

You both married young, as soon as you graduated university. You were 21 and in love and didn't want to waste anymore time apart. He was starting his career as a professional dancer and you wanted a chance to travel with him as you worked remotely at a PR firm. But of course, when you got pregnant you stopped travelling with him as stability is better for babies and it sucked for you because Wooyoung's career had just taken off with him getting booked for gigs all over the country and even landing himself a year contract to tour with an idol. Your last semblance of personal life died the moment you gave birth to your first child as you weren't able to juggle the stress of being a PR and a young mother with your husband absent for most of the time. Even with your and his mom's help, things were still hard and maybe it was because he wasn't there and your anxiety got the best of you. But each time he came home, so excited and so in love with you and your child, your anxiety dissipates and it was then that you realized that your marriage wasn't like the failed ones you had heard. Wooyoung was away most of the time but he was still head over heels for you. So that reassured you, that was how you know you had found the perfect, committed husband.

Now, however, 16 years later, things seemed to change.

"Mom?"

You jolted slightly and turned from looking out the window to see your 14-year-old daughter standing in the middle of the staircase. "Dayoung," you called out, clearing your throat as you put the glass of wine on the coffee table next to you, "What are you doing up, sweetie?" You asked as you offered her a smile. Even through the darkness of the living room, you could see her eyes flit from your face to the wine glass and back up to your face again, "What are YOU doing up?" She asked, crossing her arms. You weren't surprised at her curt words, she had always been rather... snippy with you ever since she became a teenager.

It was no surprise that when you gave birth to her, Wooyoung doted on her a lot. After all, she was your first born and she just looked so much like Wooyoung which was his proudest accomplishment. Until your second child was born, that is, which was double his proudest accomplishment. Different from her little brother who is just 5 years old, Dayoung grew up without Wooyoung around much. But whenever he was in town, the two were inseparable, they're each other's partners in crime and Dayoung loved the fact that she always had fun with her dad. You, however, were the disciplinarian, a role you were forced to take because a child can't have two fun parents and what were you supposed to do when Dayoung refused to take a bath after deciding to play in the mud outside? What were you supposed to do when she refused to eat her vegetables? To her, you were the bad guy, the villain, the party pooper, the wet blanket. And you made peace with that, you made peace with your own child vilifying you so bad that she told her 5-year-old brother to be careful with you because you're not going to let him have fun. You let her believe whatever she wants because she grew up to be a very smart girl who is independent, assertive, opinionated, and brave. Sure, she used her qualities against you, but you liked to think that it just meant that she was comfortable enough with you to be like that.

"I'm..." your words trailed slightly when you saw a car nearing your house only for it to drive past, making you let out a sigh of disappointment, "Waiting for your dad," you turned back to her and shrugged, "Now you." Dayoung rolled her eyes and walked to the kitchen to pour herself a glass of water. It pained you that she was being rather disrespectful, but you weren't about to make an issue of that at 2 am. She even made a show of making eye contact with you as she swallowed the cold water before obnoxiously tossing her used glass to the sink. "Woohyun wanted to pee but you weren't there for him which is not a surprise," she smiled sarcastically before stomping her way back up to her room.

You absolutely love the kid but sometimes you do wonder why she seems to love to torture you with her attitude. To distract yourself, you downed the last bit of wine in your glass before approaching the sink to wash the glasses you and Dayoung used. It had become a habit, cleaning, a way to take control over things you can't really control no matter how much you want things to be in order. You hate being so helpless, wanting to have a good life but not knowing how to achieve it without being perceived as naive, juvenile, or even selfish.

The task had taken over your mind so much that you didn't notice the sound of the front door opening and closing. When you looked up, your heart skipped a beat from what you saw. There he stood, your husband with a bright smile on his face, looking so lovable with his hoodie and sweatpants, making his boyish charm shine even more even through the darkness of the room.

"Hey there, wifey, what are you doing so late? Did you miss me?" he chuckled, making a show of posing at the entrance of the kitchen, making you giggle and shake your head. "Yeah, sure, I miss your stinky self so bad that I stay up hours after putting Dayoung down to sleep," you teased, drying your hands on the towel tied on one of the drawers' handles. Wooyoung faked a gasp and lunged at you, making you squeal and take off to the other side in hopes that you could avoid his grasp. Despite it being so late in the night, you both still ran around the kitchen happily trying to shush one another half-heartedly. Even when Wooyoung managed to grab you and pulled you down on the couch, you couldn't stop giggling out of sheer happiness. You just loved him so much and being in his arms was the best thing you've ever felt.

"..ey? Hey, (y/n)!"

You jolted slightly and blinked twice, trying to make sense of what you were seeing. In front of you, your husband stood by the kitchen doorway like you saw moments before. But he wasn't wearing his hoodie and sweatpants nor did his youthful smile there. He was aged up and wearing attire fit for a young businessman. You remembered that you had put the outfit out for him earlier in the morning; a black knitted sweater with a navy blazer and matching pants. He had asked for you to pick the outfit for him because he was supposed to meet up with investors who want to open another branch of his dance academy in another city.

"Why are you spacing out like that?" Wooyoung asked, raising an eyebrow at you. Though he was asking about you, his voice lacked genuine concern or sympathy. It was almost as if he was only asking as a formality. You push those thoughts to the side however and smiled up at him, "It's nothing, honey, I-" Before you could even finish your sentence, Wooyoung's gaze averted back to his phone as he let out a sound that was supposed to simply acknowledge your answer so that he could simply walk away. He had done it multiple times before and lately more frequently, but the sight of his back on you never got easier to see. It hurts because it felt like he was trying to push you away, not letting you get too close to either share yourself with him or even ask him to share himself with you. You wondered what happened to the both of you. It had been a while since he was like this and you have no idea how to fix it.

But still, you weren't the type to just give up. There is no way in hell would you just throw your hands up carelessly and leave things in the hands of fate. Screw that.

Knowing Wooyoung, he would spend his first moments back sitting on the edge of the bed, still in his dirty outfit, answering people he couldn't answer before because he was driving. You took this as a chance for you to get close to your husband, and spend all the time you can spend together because, during the day, he would be busy with work, running an academy with his partners and shouldering the responsibilities of being the sole breadwinner and father which he absolutely loves. On the other hand, you were busy being a stay-at-home mom. Taking the kids to school, making sure they have their lunches, running errands, paying bills, being active in the PTA as how the private school expect mothers to do, making sure Dayoung go to her hakwon by using public transportation while you take Woohyun to his after school activities on the other side, and sometimes you even help Wooyoung's mom around. You barely had time for yourself or your husband and you truly felt bad for it.

You closed the door to your shared bedroom, not surprised that your husband barely reacted but you let it go, you didn't want to focus on that. "So..." You started, going to your side of the bed to turn the lamp off before sitting down, "I saw my friend Eunyoung today, it was the first time since she had her second child. We went to the salon because her mother finally convinced her to leave the child with her and it actually took Eunyoung an hour to finally leave her house." Wooyoung let out a hum of acknowledgement while his eyes were still glued onto his screen, and a smirk played on his face. For some reason, that smirk made you feel uneasy but you swallowed the feeling down, you were on a mission and you were not about to back down just because your gut decided that something was wrong. "I-it got me thinking," whilst unsuspecting, you crawled on the bed towards your husband before you rest your head on his back as your arms wrapped around his waist, making him freeze in surprise, "I... Want to try for a third again," you confessed. Whatever you expect his reaction to be, a scoff and a shove to your arms were not on the list. "Are you crazy?" He stood up before turning to look at you, "You've had your hands full with Dayoung and Woohyun, why would you want more? I thought we agreed after the last time that two were enough?" He was talking to you as if you were careless or crazy and it made your gut twist. The form of your shoulders visibly dropped in disappointment as you look up at him, "That was almost a year ago, honey, I'm fine now," you ensured.

It had been almost a year since you lost your third child. You never even got to know the gender of the baby. You never even got to know how you lost the baby because not even the doctors know. The both of you went into the doctor's office one day, happy and hopeful and when you came out, you were followed by the echoing voice that there was no heartbeat and that it could happen for no reason. You were such a wreck after that, you shut yourself from everyone and Wooyoung had to jump in and take care of you and your kids whilst also dealing with his grief. After all, it was his idea that you reluctantly agreed to. But when you finally overcame your depression over the loss, you had hoped to see that your husband would be glad for you but instead, he drifted further until you got to this point.

Wooyoung was still simply staring at you in disbelief and you think he realized that something was wrong with you, you had something going on in your mind. No matter the situation, one thing that never changed from Wooyoung was how easily he can read you. "I know... You wanted to have another child, Wooyoung, I do and I think you still have not let go of the one we lost and that's why you've been pulling away from me this past year and I'm so done with that, really," You felt your cheeks burn to your eyes and tears well up to the point of almost spilling, but you willed yourself not to. Hearing this, Wooyoung's eyebrows furrowed and his arms folded in front of his chest, "But I have, (y/n), I... Accepted that we lost that one a long time ago and there is no way we can bring that one back." "So then I don't know what's wrong with us! After almost 20 years being together, 16 of which we spent in a marriage, I don't think something can just snap and everything turns to shit. For fuck's sake, Wooyoung we haven't had sex since then! We used to not be able to have our hands off each other and now it's like we don't have passion for each other anymore. So you make the choice here, Wooyoung, either we try for a third and hope that this baby will bring us the joy we seem to have lost in the past year or you and I go through marriage counselling."

The words barely left your lips when Wooyoung shoved you hard enough that you fell onto the bed, bouncing slightly as your back collided with the soft mattress yet you somehow felt hurt. He quickly climbed on top of you and kissed you whilst taking his blazer off of him. "You want a baby? You're gonna get one," he muttered against your lips. After almost a year of not being intimate with each other, you expected the kiss to be passionate and homecoming, not cold and distant. There was no passion in his kiss, it was just... There. The action seemed more like an attempt to shut you up rather than a proclamation of his love. The hands that used to caress every inch of your skin now yanking and tearing at your clothes with no care, he didn't even bother to completely undress you and you could assume that his movements were simply muscle memory. What you did at that moment was not making love, that was simply having sex. Fucking.

Wooyoung was usually very attuned to your body and its needs, each tick and squirm was interpreted correctly in his head and he was able to calculate what to do next to ensure both of your pleasure. Each session of intimacy was always categorized as lovemaking because that was what it was, an expression of unadulterated, raw intimate love. But this? He didn't even realize that he was basically fucking a corpse. At least, that's what you felt like. Lips on your skin, your husband's warmth encasing you, touch lingering, yet you felt nothing short of coldness. Touches that used to be feather-like and careful seem more like restraint now, harsh and emotionless.

Even after you two were done- well, after he was done, you couldn't move. Your husband left you lying on your bed all alone, the remnants of his release staining your thighs and dried once the excess leaked out of you, body sprawled and unmoving while your gaze fixated on the only source of light, the crack from under the bathroom door where Wooyoung was cleaning himself.

Slowly, your eyes closed from exhaustion, both mental and physical. Despite that, your brain wouldn't let you rest, it forced you to fixate on one thing and one thing only:

Your husband, the man whose affection and love is so exceedingly plenty that it just burst out of his body has no more left of them for you which can only confirm one thing.

He was seeing someone else.

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[rvzcvx]

hey hey!! how is your mood? still bored? anyway, i hope you have everything according to plan and nothing bad! i'm sorry, i didn't have any ideas to offer you something, so i have a damp thought in my brain.

how about smut with dom Bill x sub female reader, where they both date from an early age, like 12-14 years old, but they've never had anything very intimate except kissing cheeks and forehead with hugs (clearly, they're both virgins). now that they have grown up and are still dating each other, they decide to spend time together, cuddling and lying on Bill's bed. their hugs turn into more insistent kisses, which they had not had before, so reader blushed a lot because of embarrassment and her innocent nature, which touched Bill a little, since he is also an angel, but not that much. Bill sits reader on his lap, continuing to kiss her, after which they both came to a decision - to lose their virginity. Bill gently claims his rights to reader by entering her while she lies on her back and holds onto Bill's biceps, squinting in discomfort, to which Bill kisses her face and comforts her, worrying about her, since this is the first sex at all for both of them. when reader is already used to it, she gives Bill permission to move, everything happens gently and passionately. after reader cums, and Bill doesn't, he takes her legs and throws them over his shoulders, moving rougher and more insistently, tearing reader's pelvis off the sheets and overexciting her, after which they both cum. everyone is pumped with comfort and experiences.

i know it looks like some kind of banal idea, but my mind gave it away, well, it's at least something, not nothing. if it's inconvenient for you to write this, then i understand!! good luck ;)

FIRST TIME

pairing: bill kaulitz x female reader

warnings: kissing, p in v, smut

a/n: sorry its so short but i didnt have any ideas:( i hope youre gonna like it. im waiting for new requests, cause i dont have any ideas what to write

I've been dating Bill since we were 12 years old. We met in middle school and became inseparable from the start. Our relationship was always innocent and sweet - we would hold hands, share our first kiss on the cheek, and cuddle while watching movies. But as we grew older, I couldn't help but feel a burning desire for something more.

One day, while lying on Bill's bed, our innocent cuddles turned into something more intense. We looked into each other's eyes, and I could feel my heart racing. Bill gently brushed a strand of hair from my face and leaned in for a kiss. This wasn't like any kiss we had shared before - it was passionate and full of longing. I blushed, taken aback by the intensity of the moment.

"Is everything okay?" Bill asked, noticing my embarrassment. I nodded, unable to find the words to express how I was feeling. Bill must have sensed my nervousness because he pulled me closer and whispered, "We don't have to do anything you're not comfortable with"

But I wanted to. I wanted to take this next step with Bill, who had been my rock for so many years. I nodded again, giving him my consent. Bill's face lit up, and he gently laid me down on his bed. His touch was tender as he undressed me, taking his time to explore every inch of my body.

As he entered me, I felt a sharp pain that made me wince. Bill noticed and stopped, looking at me with concern. "Are you okay?" he asked, his voice laced with worry. "Yes, I'm good" i nodded, telling him to continue. As I got used to the feeling, Bill began to move gently, our bodies moving in sync with each other.

"You feel amazing" Bill whispered in my ear, his breath hot against my skin. I wrapped my legs around his waist, pulling him closer to me. Our rhythm grew more intense, and I could feel myself reaching the brink of ecstasy.

"Oh, Bill" I moaned, my voice barely above a whisper. He quickened his pace, his body tensing as he approached his own release. I could feel myself building up to my own climax, my body shaking with pleasure.

And then, suddenly, I was there. My orgasm washed over me, and I cried out in pleasure. Bill followed soon after, collapsing onto me with a satisfied sigh.

We lay there, our bodies entwined, for what felt like hours. I traced my fingers over Bill's chest, marveling at the strength of his body. Bill kissed my forehead, his lips lingering on my skin.

"That was incredible" he whispered, his voice husky with emotion. I nodded, unable to find the words to express how I was feeling.

As we got dressed, Bill took my hand, his touch reassuring. "I love you" he said, his eyes filled with sincerity.

"I love you too" I replied, my heart swelling with emotion.