#this ended up being longer than planned umm!

[sukunasbow]

idea: patrick fingering reader while they’re in the bathtub. like, he just walks in while reader is taking a bath and goes to town. i know he’d be so smug, pulling orgasm after orgasm out of you, talking you through each one🫣

patrick fingering you in the bathtub ; mdni

after a long tennis practice, you decided the best remedy for your aching limbs was a relaxing bath before your boyfriend got home. however, your plans changed when just a few minutes after you got into the tub and nearly fell asleep, patrick walked into the bathroom and decided to join you as well.

now, you're sitting in between his legs, your back pressed to his chest and his arm reaching around your torso, sliding down to your pussy and curling his fingers inside of you.

"had a long day, hm?" he coos, pressing small kisses along your shoulder.

"yeah, i'm really tired." you cut yourself off with a loud moan when he hits the sweet spot of your cunt. "patrick, i just want to relax with you, i don't think i can take this." you pant.

"you can take it, baby. gonna make you feel better, mm'kay?" he whispers, nipping at your earlobe.

"patrick." you gasp, resting your head on his shoulder. "fuck, 'ss to much."

"be a good girl, it's alright."

you look up at him and are met with the sight of him smirking just as he slides another finger inside of your cunt, stretching you even more. with each movement of his fingers, you feel your walls adjust to them, as if his fingers were made to be inside of you.

he continues finger fucking you, watching your eyes glaze over and your lips part, getting dumbed down from the pleasure he's giving you.

"gonna cum, patrick."

"yeah? cum for me, baby." he nods, his tone mocking your current state.

his words push you over the edge and you feel your cunt tightening around his fingers, then releasing as you ride out your orgasm, your juices mixing with the water. you're left a gasping mess, your chest slowly rising and falling.

"we're not done yet, princess." he pauses, "we're just getting started."

[yesimwriting]

does bestfriend!felix leave with other girls anymore? i swear every time he leaves the party it’s either with reader or to go see reader

(i adore!!! your writing btw)

i see felix as someone that doesn't see hooking up with people as something that has to be a big deal emotionally, so while he likes bestfriend!reader he definitely still sleeps around, he just ends up seeming like even more of a player 😭

so let's talk about it

i can see him hooking up with girls at parties (bathrooms at clubs, bedrooms at house parties),, so he can still end the night with reader

he's also more likely to leave with someone if it's a night where reader didn't go out with him bc she had other plans, needed to do homework, went to visit family, etc

from time to time though, he definitely still wants to leave parties with girls

however,, i also don't think he'd leave reader at a party bc he knows that being left in that kind of environment would stress out/hurt reader more than him sleeping with someone, if that makes sense?? it's also not generally safe to leave your friend at a party, especially if they've been drinking, so i think he'd be a little too protective/aware to just leave reader there

so, from time to time, he does leave parties with other girls, but not before asking someone he really trusts to take care of reader,, i feel like once he gets close to oliver, he usually asks oliver to get you back to your room safe oliver is definitely messy about this and tries to make reader insecure as subtly as possible lmao,, but that's a whole other thing

let's not get it twisted tho!! if reader so much as implies she's genuinely upset about something or seems like she needs his undivided attention, that is the priority!! i feel like he's walked away from a potential hook up bc reader needed/wanted something 😭

he has definitely at one point brought reader back to her or his dorm, tucked her in,, and then said he was going back to the party for a little bit just to hook up with someone lmao he's so messy

also i think he'd be the type to start hooking up with girls that look a little bit like reader, not in a crazy way, just randomly develops a preference for girls with reader's hair/eye color, maybe girls that are around the same height as reader, etc

i also think he'd seem like more of a player bc he'd start to leave even sooner after hookups to text/call reader to ask reader if she wants to come over,, and when reader inevitably says yes, he'll say he's already outside her dorm

if reader asks about what happened with the girl he left with,, i feel like he'd play off the interaction or tease reader about being jealous until she drops it

a few poor girls have definitely had to listen to some pretty love sick , tipsy ramblings about reader before hooking up with felix 😭,, omg could see this being how felix realizes he's in love with reader, like a girl he's about to hook up with is like um...pretty sure you're in love

also, we know that felix is easily jealous/a little petty, so is definitely more likely to go home with someone else if he feels like reader wasn't giving him enough attention

this is a tiny bit off topic,, but has definitely (jokingly, but not really) offered to hook up with reader (bc most sexual things aren't a big deal to him,, so why not help each other out as besties?? no other reason 👀)

if reader is like umm i'm not too sure about that one,, no matter how jokingly the offer came off, he'll reluctantly find someone else to hook up with and reader will still not notice that that could have been her!!

anyways, this was a lot longer and more chaotic than i thought it'd be,, hope you still enjoy it 😭🩷,,

if you have any thoughts on this pls feel free to share :))

[probablysimpledreams]

Brat, You Belong to Me

(Crocodile x reader: NSFW)

a/n: Hello hello One Piece nation!! I am here with some nsfw Crocodile for yall<3 This is set when he's still a Warlord and in Alabasta just for some context!

cw: Very possessive Croco here. A little usage of his hook, uses the term "pet" (the relationship the reader and him have is more of a toy/item than relationship bro is not nice just hot and possessive), hints of overstimulation, begging, masturbation being watched, umm that should be all. The reader is written gender neutral but with female parts. OH and a Doflamingo appearance!

word count: a tad over 1.4k

The ride to the World Government headquarters felt longer than ever this time. You often accompanied Crocodile to his Warlord meetings, finding joy knowing it was another place he could show you off. You loved being his accessory, having such a powerful man's attention turned you on like crazy.

However, lately too many things have been stealing that attention away from you. He never disclosed his work to you, and honestly that's not what you cared about. What was bothering was that he was too focused on his work. This past month he has been in meeting after meeting, phone after phone call locked away in his office. The only time he has spent with you was so he could get off, needing to release stress in between meetings, calls, reports, you name it. You knew he wasn't a kind man, but this was the first time he did not take your pleasure into consideration. It was pissing you off to no end. What was so much more appealing than you these days?

You sigh loudly as you lay your head on the large man. You flutter your eyelashes as you look up at him, a frown forming as he does not even bat an eye. He continues reading the newspaper as you move closer to him, ignoring any personal space in the car. You abruptly pull away, laying down on the seats on the limousine as you throw your legs across his. You always made sure to wear something revealing to these meetings, per Crocodile's request. You extend your right leg in the air, skin brushing against the newspaper Crocodile is buried into you.

"Control yourself _______," he mumbled while turning the page of the paper. He still not even glance up to look at you. His response invoked even more rage within you. As you sit up and turn away from him, a plan to get his attention forms in your head.

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You smile as you enter the meeting room, looking around at the familiar faces. It had been a while since the last Warlord meeting, but you knew exactly who to target to get under Crocodile's skin.

"So nice of you to join us, Gator boy," a tall man smirks as he approaches the two of you. "And your little Birdy joined us as well." He winked as he took your hand into his. "How are you beautiful?"

"Oh you know," you smile up at the man. "Can't complain." You glance at Crocodile as Doflamingo presses a kiss on your hand. Despite Crocodile showing no reaction, you knew how he felt about Doflamingo, especially when it came to him flirting with you. You always obey his rule of not interacting with Doflamingo's moves, but it was time to play dirty.

"Darling, I saved you a seat," Doflamingo escorts you over to the table where the rest of the Warlords sat. You thanked him as you sat in the chair between him and Crocodile. A small smirk formed on your face as you noticed Crocodile's attention was finally on you, even if it was just from the corner of his eye. Keeping up with your plan, you turn to ask Doflamingo a question. As the two of you talked you could feel a strong, piercing set of eyes watching you.

"Fufufufu, finally giving up on the old man huh Birdy?" Doflamingo leans closer into you. "You know my offer never expires," his hand starts trailing down to your exposed thighs.

"I might have to take you up on that Doffy," you giggle. "Ya know, Crocodile has been so busy lately, it's made me-" you were cut off by a hook creating a barrier between you and Doflamingo.

"That's enough," Crocodile huffs. "Both of you." Though he keeps a calm composure, you can sense the anger from his tone. The energy of the entire room shifts. His gold hook graces your skin as he pulls it back to himself, giving you a final glare before turning around.

"Oh? Protective, are we now?" Doflamingo chuckles amusingly. Before he's able to push Crocodile's buttons any further, the individuals who called for the meeting enter the room and begin speaking.

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Similar to the ride there, the ride back was silent. However, a winning smirk graced your face as he kept a hand latched on your thigh. His composure was slowly breaking as the ride continued. You impatiently rub your thighs together, causing Crocodile to tighten his grip on you. The car finally pulled into the Rain Dinners casino, and Crocodile dragged you all the way inside into his office. Using his hook, he quickly pushes everything off his desk and throws you onto the desk.

"Is this what you wanted so badly?" he asks, sliding the back of his hook against your clothed sex. You whine, yet he's not amused. "Answer me damn it."

"I-I want you!" you whine, unable to hide any desire. You've been so horny all month and can not take any teasing. His free hand slides your underwear off, then he presses the back of his hook against you again. You cry as the cold gold meets your skin. He gives a disgusted look as he pulls away, wiping the sticky wetness off the hook.

"Show me," he takes a seat down at the desk. "You put on a great show for Domflamingo earlier. Where's mine?"

You whine, but decide not to resist his demands. You quickly move your hand down your body, fingers swirling circles on your clit. Crocodile watches intensely as you get to work on yourself, moans leaving your lips. You could tell he was not going to give you what you needed yet though.

"C-Crocodile," you cry as you slide two fingers inside yourself. A smirk appears on his face as he continues to watch you intensely. You pick up the pace, pumping your fingers in and out of yourself at a quick pace. You continue to squirm on the table, moans crying for Crocodile to touch you and how you need him. Just as you're about to reach your climax, a hand reaches out and forces you to stop. You whine and fight to get out of his grip, but are unsuccessful as your hand is now pinned above your head.

"Such a good pet," he praises as he hovers over you. You swallow as he releases your hand, wrist throbbing from the tight grip. "Well, are you going to get what you've been begging for?" he motions to his harden cock trying to burst from his slacks. "Or should I make you wait even longer?" You eyes widen as you shake your head, causing him to chuckle as you quickly undo his belt and slide his pants off. "That's what I thought." Your legs wrap around his waist as he positions himself, tip barely inside you.

"Please Crocodile!" your impatience past its limit. "Fuck me already!"

"You don't make the demands here," he slams his cock roughly into you. "You got that?"

"Y-yes sir," you choke, tears forming in your eyes from the pleasurable pain.

"That's more like it," he smirks. He moves his hips to fuck you at a steady pace, starting slowly to make sure you feel every second of it. You cry as he pulls himself all the way out, seconds later sliding himself all the way back into you. Crocodile was clearly no small man, and neither was his dick. You still remember the first time he had fucked you, leaving you breathless and bleeding. You were sure you were bleeding again as it felt like he was ripping your inside apart with every thrust. This is exactly what you wanted. After a full month of being deprived your mind and body were ecstatic from finally receiving pleasure. It was all so overwhelmingly pleasuring, pushing you to your climax quicker than usual. Crocodile began thrusting faster and faster as you claw at his back. You know he will be mad if you ruin the silk button down he's still wearing, but you don't care. In this moment all you can focus on is your own pleasure.

"C-Crocodile," you moan as you tighten around him, causing him to let out a low growl. "I-I....Crocodile!!" you scream his name as the pleasure takes over you, vision going fuzzy as you reach your climax. You continues fucking you through it which causes you to squirm and cry out more.

You pant as you come down from the high of it all, sweat sliding down your face. You wince as Crocodile does not stop nor slow down. You reach out to put a hand on his chest, sweaty hands gripping his shirt.

"You're a fool if you think that's all," an evil smirk spreads across his face, eyes deeply looking into yours. "I'm going to make sure you never question who you belong to again."

[eimids]

Two idiots in love (with sex)

Leah Williamson x Alessia Russo.

I wanted to write smut so Leah and Alessia it is. This is literally just smut with a little bit of plot.

Warnings: smut. Bit of voyeurism, edging and umm many orgasms.

Words: 3.4k

Leahwilliammsonn

Liked by Alessiarusso99, Liawaelti and 120.456 others

Proud of my girl❤️

Alessiarusso99: proud of you baby😍

Ellatoone: you stole my bestie kinda rude of you 😠 but like better not hurt her cos i got some mad karate skills😎

Alessiarusso99: don’t worry your still my bestie🤝

Leahwilliamsonn: Toone I have seen your ‘mad karate skills’. Not very promising😂😂 and excuse me less, i’m not your bestie?!

Ellatoone: your mean and no, i’m her bestie😙

Leahswife: WHAT IS THIS ??????? NO

Leahfan: Oh they are so cute together😍😍😍😍 didn’t see this coming.

Leah and Alessia were the new power couple of the women’s football world. The whole community was in a shock as the couple made a hard launch of their relationship in their instagrams. Obviously their teammates at arsenal knew about the two and most of the lionesses. Mary was the matchmaker to the blondes. She could see the longing stares in the pitch, the hugs of celebrations that lasted for a little while longer than with other teammates.

So she made a plan. She would always ask to sit with Leah and Alessia in the bus. Then apologizing for ‘accidentally’ telling both of then that she would sit with them. Then she just said something how the two blondes should sit together and she just left to sit with Millie.

It worked to a certain point. She got the two blondes a lot closer to each other and now they were hanging out all the time. The problem was that neither of them were willing to make the first move. So naturally, Mary made it.

“You two come here” She yelled two the giggling blondes after their prac had ended.

The blondes ran to her confused

“Okey so here’s the deal. You like each other and it’s so clear that I think everyone else knows it but you two. So I’m going to be the matchmaker and do the first move for you two. Now go have a nice rest of the night” Mary said and winked.

The rest was history. The pair quickly started dating before Leah asked Alessia to be her girlfriend, which she happily said yes to. They dated for 6 months before deciding to make it public. They wanted the whole world to know that they had each other and were off the limits.

“Baby can’t we just stay home” Alessia whined.

“No we gotta go to the dinner darling” Leah answered and gave a quick peck to the youngers lips.

“Well at least give me a proper kiss” Alessia said and frowned.

Leah gave another peck, smirked and walked alaway. Leaving Alessia frowning.

They were supposed to go and meet their friends in a restaurant for a dinner. It was nice but Alessia had something very different in her mind for what she wanted to do. She had been craving the soft lips of Leah on her skin. The strong hand’s exploring her smooth skin. All she wanted was to be thrown into a bed and be fucked senseless.

Leah obviously knew what her girlfriend was after. She made her task to tease Alessia during the night as much as she could so she’d have her as a needy mess at the end of the night. Leah started subtly. Walking with her hand on alessias small of her back. Opening the door for her and giving little kisses on her neck and cheeks.

Alessia was loving the attention from her girlfriend, and so was the sinful thoughts in her head. Alessia was happy that now she could kiss her girlfriend in public spaces without having to worry about someone seeing. She didn’t have to hide the not so subtle love marks on her chest if she was wearing a dress. She was just enjoying all of her girlfriend.

While driving Leah decided to took it up a notch. Putting hand on Alessias thigh and letting her thumb draw random circles on it. Leah was enjoying how she saw Alessia already being needy with the heat in her pants growing. When arriving, Leah once again opened the car door for her girlfriend and secured her hand around her lovers waist.

At the restaurant Leah made sure to pull the chair for Alessia which made the young blond flush red. She wasn’t used to PDA from her girlfriend since they had to hide their relationship for a while. She was now very happy that she could kiss her gorgeous girlfriend in front of the word.

During the dinner Leah had her hand on Alessia’s thigh the whole time protectively. As the waiter got a bit too friendly with the younger blonde Leah made sure to kiss her in front of him to send the message that she wasn’t available. They had overall a nice dinner until Leah leaned up to Alessia’s ear.

“Why don’t you go to the bathroom and take of your underwear so I can have some fun with you” Leah said and kissed her on the cheek innocently.

Alessia was dumbfounded and just quickly excused herself to go to the bathroom. She found an empty stall and took her black lingerie that she wore just for Leah from under her skirt. She noticed that the panties were already covered in her own arousal which made her a bit embarrassed. She put the panties to her blazers pocket, washed her hands and walked back to the table.

Leah had a knowing smile on her face as she helped Alessia sit back down. Leah out her hand back to Lessi’s thigh but this time a bit higher. It stayed there for a moment before moving higher and higher. At one point while Alessia was sipping from her drink, Leahs fingers found Alessia’s wetness. She swirled her fingers a bit which made Alessia almost choke on her drink. She just brushed it off to the other saying that she just coughed.

After teasing just her girlfriends folds, her thumb found the very sensitive clit. Alessia wiggled in her chair at the amazing feeling.

“Are you doing okay darling? Should we head back home” Leah said. Hand still circling gently her girlfriend’s clit.

“Umm I- I think we should go I feel kinda dizzy” Alessia answered. She almost whined when Leah took her hand away from where she needed it the most.

The couple quickly made their way to the car that sat in the parking lot. Leah once again opened the door for the younger woman and then went to the driver’s side. The ride was fast. Leah speeding through the roads so she could have the time with her girlfriend that she’d been longing for.

Leah would lie if she said that having Alessia sitting next to her without any panties didn’t get her all hot and bothered. She was feeling the heat inside her. The need to fuck her girlfriend in every possible position.

When they arrived back to their shared apartment, Leah was quick to pin Alessia to the door the second it closed. Leah’s mouth went straight to Alessia’s pulse point. Marking her girlfriend for everyone to see.

“You were such a good girl for me at the restaurant” Leah said before pressing a kiss to her lovers lips. She wanted Alessia to beg her to make her feel good. She wanted the blonde to be so needy that she had to beg.

“Please Leah, let’s go to the bedroom”Alessia started her asking.

“I think you can do better than that love, I want to hear you beg for it” Leah answered cockily.

“Fuck Leah” Alessia moaned when the older blonde brought her knee to Alessias pussy.

“That’s not begging” Leah reminded.

“Pleas Leah take me to your bed and fuck me. Please you’ve teased me this whole day” Alessia pleaded.

“Hmm that’s better but that’s not gonna take you to the bed” Leah simply answered before grabbing Alessia by her waist and walking to the kitchen before lifting Alessia to the counter.

“Maybe I should make you come with my tongue? Would that be good for you my dear?” Leah asked with a smirk.

“Yes please Leah. You can do anything you want to me” Alessia answered between the kisses Leah was providing her.

“Oh I like the sound of that” Leah said while unzipping Alessia’s skirt. She quickly got rid of it to see the wet heat in front of her eyes.

Leah moaned at the sight of her girlfriend being already so wet for her. But Leah still wanted to hear more pleading from her girlfriend. She decided that Alessia had to work for her orgasm.

”Please Leah, I want to feel good baby, been waiting for all day” Alessia moaned.

Leah decided that now was the time to bury her head to her girlfriend’s wet heat. She swiped her tongue through the folds and gathered the wetness to taste. Both of the women were enjoying every moment.

After a while Leah brought her tongue to the very needy clit of her girl. It was begging for attention and Leah was more than willing to give that to it

“Oh yes Leah, just like that love” Alessia moaned while throwing her head back. Her hands found her girlfriend’s hair to push her closer to her pussy.

Leah was working with her very skillful tongue to make Alessia come to the edge of her orgasm. She lapped the wetness before bringing her lips to suck the sensitive bundle of nerves. She kept going and going before Alessia was just about to come.

“What?!” Alessia panted as the pleasure was taken away from her. Leah just simply stood up and walked away from her very annoyed and confused girlfriend.

“You gotta work for it baby” Leah said and kept walking to their living room. She sat onto the couch and waited for her girlfriend to join her.

“Please I’ll do anything Leah” Alessia pleaded again.

“Make me come with those skilfull fingers and that amazing mouth, maybe then you’ll get the same favor” Leah answered and started tugging her pants off.

Alessia was on her knees in seconds, wanting to please her girlfriend. She helped Leah to take her pants and underwear off. After that she dived right into her girlfriend. She carefully slid two fingers to the waiting heat. Leah’s breathing picked up and she knew that she wasn’t going to last for long with Less.

Alessia worked her fingers in and out of Leah’s pussy and occasionally curled them so she would hit the blondes g spot. While the pair hadn’t been that long together, they had a lot of sex. Alessia know her girlfriend’s body inside and out. Same goes with Leah. She could make the other come in minutes if she wanted. Alessia was in mood to make Leah come fast so she could enjoy her own pleasure next.

“So good for me Less, please put that mouth to good use baby” Leah moaned and enjoyed the sight of her girlfriend eating her out passionately.

Alessia was now hitting that toe curling spot with every thrust. She couldn’t get enough of the sounds her girlfriend made. Her mouth fas flicking on Leah’s clit to make her come. She quickly brought her other hand to Leah’s tit’s to squeeze them. She wanted to make it as pleasurable as possible for Leah.

She didn’t have to go much longer before Leah was coming around her fingers while they repeatedly hit that amazing spot inside of Leah.

“Oh good girl, you’re doing amazing baby. Oh that feels so good” Leah moaned as her orgasm shook her body. Alessia helped the older woman ride her orgasm to the end.

Leah grabbed Alessia’s hear and pulled her to kiss her. The older woman moaned at the taste of herself. Alessia’s fingers still inside her.

“Clean those fingers for me baby, suck them clen” Leah commanded Alessia.

Alessia took her fingers out before pushing them to her own mouth. Circling her tongue around the two digits to giva a show to Leah. She started to grind herself on Leah’s lap. Making it pleasurable for herself.

“Oh do you want to grind on my thigh? You need it that badly?” Leah laughed.

Alessia just nodded and continued the grinding. She moved a bit so her center was focused on Leah’s thigh. Making a mess on the older woman’s thigh. Covering it in her arousal.

Leah was laid back and just watched the show. She was amused how high her girlfriend’s sex drive was, also stamina. The younger woman could go for all night if she wanted. Not even needing many breaks.

Alessia found a perfect spot on Leah’s thigh that made her a moaning mess. Soon Leah flexed her muscles on her thigh and watched her girlfriend’s reaction. Her whole body jolted at the new feeling, eyes rolling and head thrown back in pleasasure.

“Keep grinding sweet girl” Leah said as she saw Alessia’s movements get sloppier. She was proud how she managed to make her girlfriend this close to orgasm without even touching her properly.

Alessia was once again at the edge of ther orgasm when Leah lifted Alesia up from her thigh. She watched as tears of frustration gathered in her girlfriend’s eyes.

“Please Lee, I’ve done what you asked just please. I need you so badly baby. Just want to come for you and show you that only you can make me come. Please baby please maka me come” Leah now truly begged.

“That’s what i’m talking about. You’re so pretty when you beg for attention. I know I’ve been unfair to you but I promise that next time you’ll get to come” Leah said and kissed the crying girl. She lifted her so Alessia was on her front with legs around Leah’s waist. Leah carried her girlfriend to their room and threw her onto the bed.

“What do you want? I’ll let you pick” Leah let her girlfriend choose.

“I want the vibrator please. And you fingers” Alessia answered quickly.

Leah was picking the perfect vibe for the occasion. She brought it to the bed and plased it on Alessias clit. It was one that went basicly around the clitoris to bring maximum pleasure. It was also easy to control with a little device.

Leah put it on in a low level. Alessia was moaning at the feeling between her legs.

“I’m gonna give you four. One for being good in the restaurant, one for making me come and one for each orgasm I took away from you” Leah stated as she climbed to the bed herself.

She laid behind Alessia and let her girlfriend get comfortable on leaning on her chest. Leah was kissing Alessias neck and shoulders as the younger woman kept moaning. Leah put the vibrations to the next level which made Alessia feel ecstatic.

Leah brought her hand to Alessia’s nipples and gently pulled and pinched them. That was all that it took for Alessia first orgasm come crashing.

“Yes Leah, so so good shit I’m coming” Alessia screamed as the long waited orgasm finally took over her body. Her legs shook with the pleasure and her mind was in heaven with her girlfriend’s hand all over her.

Leah put the vibrations once again to the lowest level so Alessia could calm down a bit.

“Thank you Le-“ Alessia stared but was cut off when the vibrations went up again. This time even stronger. Her leg’s immediately started to shake and the moans from her mouth were uncontrollable.

Leah brought her fingers to Alessias folds once again. This time sticking three fingers inside of her girlfriend. Alessia let an ungodly moan at the stretch. She was wet enough to take the fingers but it was just unexpected. Quickly she got used to them.

Leah started to thrust them in and out in crucially slow pace. Alessia turned her head to Leah’s side so she could find the soft lipst that were home to her.

“Oh Lee. I’m so close again” Alessia moaned to her girlfriend’s mouth.

“Make a mess Less. Cum on my fingers and let the whole building know who you belong to” Leah said before continuing her actions.

“Leah, Leah, Leah” Alessia repeated like a mantra. She screamed it so loud that the whole world must have heard it.

“That’s right. You’re mine and mine only. Only I can touch you like this and only I can see you like this” Leah said as she continued her actions. She loved how Alessia was coming around her fingers. Clenching around then so hard that they barely moved anymore.

Letting her girlfriend ride out the orgasm before turning the vibe to the lowest setting again. Alessia was panting. She was out of breath and her head was spinning.

“You okay?” Leah checked before she continued anything. The last thing she wanted was to make her love uncomfortable in the slightest.

“Yeah. That was amazing Lee, please more” Alessia smiled to Leah and kissed her. Leah laughed at her girlfriend. Not surprised that the girk was asking more already. But Alessia just couldn’t get enough.

“Who I’m I to deny you when you look so fucking gorgeous” Leah said and continued kissing Alessia.

“Hmm maybe I should give you a little spanking. I know how much you love that” Leah said and flipped herself from behind Alessia. She then sat at the edge of the bed and moved Alessia to her lap. Ass perfectly for her to access.

“Mhhmm, please spank me. Make me yours” Alessia was enthusiastic. Loving the feeling of some light spanking.

“You are already mine baby. Don’t forget that” Leah said and with that her hand came down to her lover’s ass.

Alessia buckled a bit and just moaned shamelessly. The vibrations were still on her clit. Not pressing even more to her as she laid in Leah’s lap.

Leah brought her hand the second time to Alessias back. And then again. She knew her girlfriend loved some spanking but didn’t know it would make her this wet. Leah felt as the wetness of her girlfriend was dripping to her own thighs. She just smirked proudly and gave another spank.

“Leah I don’t know what’s happening” Alessia said a bit confused. But Leah knew. Leah could notice the signs of her girlfriend getting close to an orgasm. The vibrations weren’t strong enough to make her come alone. So it was the spanking. The spanking was making her girlfriend come.

“Don’t worry sweet, just met it happen” Leah said and brought her hand to Alessia’s ass twice. That’s what brought the younger blonde over the edge. She wasn’t anticipating the strong orgasm that took over her whole body. She didn’t know she could come like this but she didn’t care. She just enjoyed the endless pleasure coursing through her vains.

“Fuck Leah. So good, god” Alessia mumbled. During her orgasm. Leah just watched in awe as her girlfriend came. The never ending orgasm was something new to them both. Neither knew that Alessia could come like that. Just by some spanking and bit of vibrations. Leah knew that this was something that she would love to do to her girlfriend more often.

“Holy shit” Alessia said when she finally calmed down.

“I didn’t know I could come by just spanking” She stated a bit embarrassed. Hiding her face with her hands.

“Don’t hide from me love”Leah said while moving Alessia to sit in her lap and face her. “That was fucking amazing” She continued while chuckling a little.

“Yeah it was” Alessia laughed with her girlfriend. They’re teeth clashed as they kept laughing to the kiss.

They continued that for a while before Alessia spoke. “So you promised me four orgasms soo now that we have fucked in the kitchen, living room and bedroom the only place left is the bathroom” Alessia said wiggling her eyebrows.

“Shower sex?” Leah asked but Alessia just jumped to her wobbly legs and yelled “grab the strap”.

Leah just laughed. She loved the high sexdrive of her girlfriend.

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Umm yeah that was a lot of plotless smut.

[cityofjieun]

★ . . . . -ˏˋ 2KIDS ROOMˊˎ | EP. 3 - JIA x HAN

date: february 2022 era: maniac word count: 1.4K

a/n: this took a lot longer than i planned and i'm not sure if i like it but if i don't post it now i literally never will. 2 ji is a realtionship thats very dear to me so i hope i did them justice. please lemme know what you think 🙇🏽‍♀️

THE 2KR INTRO PLAYS, FEATURING A COMPILATION OF THE TWO GIGGLING AT EACH OTHER’S EXPENSE, THE OTHER MEMBER USUALLY STARING BLANKLY OR STRUGGLING TO NOT RETURN THE SMILE.

HAN: [sitting on the couch by himself, looking off camera] are you going to come over here so we can start or are you going to stall a little longer?

JIA: [OFF CAMERA] i’m waiting for manager-nim to find the clause in my contract that says i wouldn't have to film with han-ssi outside of group schedules... i think this is a mistake.

HAN: [GIGGLING BUT LOOKING TOWARD THE CAMERA] do you see how difficult jia-nim is… aish, she’s caught the celebrity disease.

JIA: and you would know all about that, oppa-nim [ SITTING DOWN ON THE COUCH ] i mean, you caught it before you were even famous.

HAN: okay, moving on!

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SEUNGMIN: han and jia.

FELIX: they’re like oil and vinegar.

CHANGBIN: in what way??

CHAN: they don’t mix necessarily, but they still go together well.

[ FELIX HUMS IN AGREEMENT ]

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JIA: [ CLAPS ] chidongz 2kids room!

HAN: i still don't know how to feel about that?

JIA: you learn to live with it, i mean it’s a cuter way of calling us rodents…

HAN: [SIGHS]

JIA: anyways, when was the last time we hung out, han-ssi?

HAN: i remember we watched that j-drama you saw on tiktok together but i can’t exactly remember when that was. i see you so much that it kind of blurs together.

JIA: honestly, we are together a lot. you are a homebody, so we don’t actually go out as much as i wish we would, but we usually hang out together at the dorms.

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HYUNJIN: have you noticed that they always tend to end up at our dorm?

JEONGIN: which is interesting, because you'd think jisung-hyung would just come over to ours more because jieun and lino-hyung are there and he could kill two birds with one stone.

[ THE TWO LAUGH]

MINHO: ??

HYUNJIN: that gives him too much credit, it's too sensible.

MINHO: [POINTEDLY IGNORING HYUNJIN] i think it's because jisung-ah thrives in his own personal space, while being home for too long might make jieunnie feel a bit trapped.

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HAN: but we did go out recently to... [TRAILING OFF] umm… what was it…

JIA: [CUTTING HIM OFF] so the time we spend together means nothing.

HAN: stop.

[ THEY STOP LOOKING AT EACH OTHER SERIOUSLY FOR A MOMENT BEFORE JISUNG BREAK INTO LAUGHTER FOLLOWED BY JIEUN ]

JIA: anyways! we went to a cafe in hannam-dong i really wanted to try. i saw it in yoon seung-ah’s vlogs. they’re known for their bagels and that location specifically has a pretty view of the river so i wanted to take insta pictures.

HAN: OH! and we got lost trying to find it?

JIA: because you insisted, we didn't need directions. HAN: [ROLLS EYES] hey, we found it eventually, didn't we? JIA: after wandering around for an hour! by the time we got there the wait was insane.

HAN: [UNDER HIS BREATH] yeah and the bagels were a bit mid for how long we waited.

JIA: we wouldn’t have had to so long if some had gotten up when i told him to originally AND actually used his phone maps [WACKING HIS SHOULDER TO EMPHAZISE HER POINT]

[THE TWO START TO BAT AT EACH OTHER BEFORE THE SCENCE CUTS]

JIA: i think we should go on a trip together next time we have a vacation. we’ve never gone anywhere just the two of us like that it could be fun.

HAN: a vacation with you….

JIA: what’s that supposed to mean???

HAN: i’m kidding i’m kidding

JIA: yeah sure.

HAN: you are very J so you would make a whole itinerary, wouldn’t you?

JIA: i think having a general plan of what you want to do make sure you get to make the most of you time

HAN: hmmm sure...where would we even go?[THINKING] Japan could be fun. Lots of great food, and it's a short trip. What about you?

JIA: [SMILES] Japan sounds fun. But I'd say Europe. We could explore so many different countries and cultures. I’d love to be able to use my french.

HAN: oh, i have an interesting question, what would we do if the other disappeared.

JIA: oh, this gets a bit serious.

HAN: [SERIOUS] it's funny because i think with any other member, i think i’d want to let them have their space because obviously if they run away, it's for some reason and they want to be alone. but i think if you were so upset that you’d isolate yourself, i’d have to check on you immediately. [ TOWARDS THE CAMERA TO AVOID EYE CONTACT WITH JIEUN ] she isn't someone that likes to be by herself, alone time isn’t really something she seeks because she thrives around others, so i think if she's going out of her way to be by herself like that something is really wrong.

JIA: [A BIT STARTLED AT HIS SERIOUSNESS, AS WELL AS THE SLIGHT READ] aww ji…[POKING HIS ARM] i think i'd obviously want to respect the fact that hanji wanted time alone, but i'd have to check in at some point. [SHE PEEKS AT JISUNG BEFORE CONTINUING A BIT BASHFULLY] i know we have very different social batteries, and hanji is pretty good about just letting me know when he needs some time to himself. but i think if he was to go off and not respond i’d be worried.”

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CHAN: honestly, i think out of everyone, jieun has opened up to han the most, besides seungmin.

FELIX: which is interesting because they’re so different.

[THE FOUR MURMUR IN AGREEMENT]

SEUNGMIN: i think they get on so well because they’re aware of how different they are.

CHANGBIN: oh absolutely. the two used to clash a lot, and i think they came to a point where they had to understand how they were different, and what accommodations they need to make to understand the other better.

CHAN: wahh changbin, you're so insightful.

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[SENTIMENTAL SILENCE]

JIA: this may be the only time i every admit to this, but sometimes i wish i were more like you in some ways

HAN: in what ways?

JIA: i mean, like you said earlier i’m not one who enjoys being by themselves. i think when i'm alone for too long i begin to think too hard and get into my own head. honestly, i think not being able to properly spend time alone with myself is a bit unhealthy. i kinda admire the fact that you are capable of being on your own and enjoy your own company.

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MINHO: i’ve been trying to get jieunnie to understand that it’s not wrong to want to be around others and have companionship, it's an innately human thing, you know.

HYUNJIN: she’s a lot like changbin-hyung. he likes to just sit in my room with me to just be there.

JEONGIN: [GIGGLING TO HIMSELF] well, that's because it's you and changbin hyung…

HYUNJIN: …

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JIA: skz-gi behind the camera look like they want us to start wrapping up

HAN: any final words?

[JIA HUMS, SEEMINGLY WEIGHING SOMETHING BACK AND FORTH IN HER MIND, BEFORE SIGHING AND GRABBING ONE OF JISUNGS HANDS]

JIA: i know i don’t say this often but thank you.

HAN: what for?

JIA: being my person i guess? you have always worked really hard to understand me, as well as help me understand myself. i’m so grateful to have a friend like you in my life and i’m so happy i get to live out my childhood dreams with my best friend.

HAN: jieun...

JIA: hey, let me finish. thank you for growing with me thus far, and I'm so excited to see where we go... together.

HAN: jieunnie..

JIA: if you cry so will I

HAN: thank you for understanding me as well. i know i haven't always been the easiest to deal with but y

[ THE TWO SIT IN SILENCE FOR A MOMENT, SOAKING IN JIEUN'S BEFORE JISUNG CLEARS HIS THROAT. THE SOUND MAKES JIEUN SNICKER FOR A MOMENT BEFORE THE TWO DISSOLVES INTO SILENT TEARS. THE VIDEO CUTS TO THE TWO, LESS TEARY BUT NOSES OBVIOUSLY A LITTLE STUFFY]

JIA: well, this was fun.

HAN: should we take our picture and head out?

JIA: yes please [END]

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[hockeybabe]

hii can u write happy ending angst w Trevor pls 🙏

Birthday Blues|| T. Zegras

Gif not mine

Pairings: Trevor Zegras x gf!reader

Summary: Trevor missed your birthday and he wants to make it up to you.

Warnings: angst, tears, yelling, Trevor being a dick, angst with a happy ending, alcohol use, reader is 21.

Word count: 1.3k

Note: like two people wanted angst with Trevor so here it is.

It was your twenty-first birthday and your friends had this whole surprise planned at yours and Trevor’s apartment. Although you knew about it, the only thing they didn’t tell you was who was going to be there and what was going down. It was also your champagne birthday. You’ve been dating Trevor since you were eighteen, after having a crush on him since elementary school. 

You quickly hit the spotlight right away when you were first spotted by fans. You and Trevor were known for posting the most ridiculous things about each other. Most of them were photos where you were both surprised, but fans they lived for it. You both loved each other tremendously, and it was like you two were attached to the hip. 

You were getting ready for your birthday party; you were wearing a red pantsuit with a red corset and some black heels. Your hair was lightly curled, and you had neutral makeup on with a signature red lip. You looked at the clock, seeing that it was already eight o’clock, and you could hear commotion coming from downstairs because of the guests.

Lola knocked on the door, asking if you were ready. You’d been friends since you were in dippers. When she opened the door, she looked at you in awe. Lola had never seen you so happy, but her worries took over. Trevor is supposed to be your surprise, but he was late. “Everything okay Lola?” You ask as Lola snaps out of it. 

“Everything’s perfect and you look amazing.” She says smiling brightly at you. You blush at her kind words as she takes your hand and leads you down the stairs. You look around as everyone screams “Happy Birthday.” You see, a couple of Trevor’s teammates and their girlfriends along with some of your long-time friends. 

You look around to find Trevor, but he’s nowhere in sight. “Where’s Trevor?” You ask Lola. Lola winces at the question, “Umm look Y/n. He’s not coming.” She tells you slowly. You feel your heart fall. “How do you know that?” You ask her, feeling tears brim your eyes as the room falls quiet.

Lola pulls out her phone showing you texts between the two. They started from agreeing to surprise you to him saying he wasn’t coming with no reason. You give the phone back Lola. “You should leave.” You whisper to everyone. “Y/n maybe we should-” “NO I WANT YOU TO LEAVE!” You shout at everyone, solemnly everyone left. 

Lola and Mason try to stay longer but you practically pushed them out the door. You slide down the door crying ruining your makeup. Pulling out your phone you try to find Trevor’s contact through blurred eyes. Clicking on his contact you try to contact as it goes to ring it stops going straight to voicemail.

Tears fall from your eyes faster and all you could do was wait for Trevor to come home. Getting off from the floor you head back upstairs to take off your smeared make up and then heading to bed not bothering to get out of your pantsuit. The tears continue to fall as you close your eyes hopping to fall into a dreamless sleep.

Trevor, on the other hand, knew you’d be mad by the time he got home. He wished that you didn’t view him as an asshole, but he knew better than to miss your birthday to get you a gift. Trevor had been looking for months for a Pandora silver necklace with a custom-made jewel with your name on it.

Trevor hadn’t received the necklace by its originally due date, so he went to go get it himself. He waited at the store for hours after they couldn’t find the box, and then they didn’t assemble the necklace at all. By the time he got home, it was eleven o’clock at night.

Trevor took notice of the fact that the apartment didn’t have a single light on, and the only source was the night's moon. Slowly he walked up the stairs to your guys’ room, opening the door, and he sees you lying on the bed in your red pantsuit and heels scattered on the floor. The only source of light he has is the lamp to your right.

Trevor closes the door behind him and takes quiet steps toward you. Once he makes it, he sits at the edge of the bed, running his hand up and down your arm. His eyes wonder all over your face as guilt fills him, knowing that those tears were because of him. "Baby…" He whispers to you, nudging your ever so slights.

You mumble in your sleep, wiggling your body around to get more comfortable. Trevor repeats himself once more, and slowly your eyes flutter, adjusting to the light of the lamp you left on by accident. Once your eyes are aware of their surroundings, you find yourself looking straight at Trevor.

A whirl of emotions rushes toward you, all leading to tears. You sit up, resting your back on the headboard, and just stare at your hands. "Look, Y/n…" Trevor starts, trying to grab your hand. You pull back and look up at him. "Save it." You tell him sternly. "You missed the one day I craved you’d be here. But no, you were too busy slinging whatever the fuck you were doing." You sneer, having no remorse in your eyes. 

"Y/n, just let me tell-" "SHUT UP!" You scream as Trevor’s eyes grow wide. You weren’t one to yell, and if you were angry, you walked away, but he had missed your birthday. Trevor could miss a whole lot of events, but he never forgot your birthday. 

"All I wanted was for you to be here! Every other birthday I’ve had, you’ve been there! You miss everything else, but you promised to never miss this day!" You shout, pointing a finger at his chest. It wasn’t fair that you did all for Trevor and he didn’t do half. Hockey consumed him, and he left you as the last of his priorities.

"Shh, baby, shhh, I’m sorry." Trevor says, pulling you into his chest. You find immediate comfort in him snuggling your body into his chest and burying your head into the crook of his neck. Trevor uses one of his free hands to smooth your hair out as he repeats I'm sorry into your ear.

You didn’t want to seek comfort in him, but he was your longtime best friend and your boyfriend; he was the one person who knew everything about you, and it’s hard letting that person go. "Baby, can you look at me?" Trevor says tickling your ear. You pull your head off him and look into his eyes while whipping the tears from your face. 

Trevor reaches for a bag on the nightstand with the label Pandora. A questionable look washes your face as a weak smile breaks out on Trevor’s face. "What is this?" You ask him. "I tried to explain, but you were upset." He answers, placing the bag in your hands while grabbing your thighs and putting you on his lap. 

"I don’t understand." You say looking between the bag and him. "They didn’t have it ready when they were supposed to. So it took me longer than I wished." Trevor explains. "But open it." He urges eyes brightening. You open it slowly, grabbing the box inside. 

As you open it, you notice a necklace with a name on it. More importantly, your name. You gasp at the gift. "Trevor, this is too much." You say, trying to hide the gift. "No." He says. "You're not mad anymore, so it’s not." You give him a look before pulling the necklace out and putting it on.

"How does it look?" You ask him. "Why don’t you see yourself?" He answers, taking your hands and leading you to the washroom. You look into the mirror. "Trevor, you didn’t tell me I looked like a monster." You shriek seeing yourself in the mirror. 

“Yeah, my monster.”

[btsficsandsuch]

Hey ,hope you are doing okay. I wanted to request a taehyung × reader where she gets hurt or something when he was on tour but she tries to hide it from her but he finds out eventually. angsty with happy ending

Here you go. I hope you like it!!

I’m Alway Worried About You

This is not how you planned your Tuesday night going. Thankfully the emergency room wasn’t too packed and they were able to get you seen pretty quickly. “Okay Y/N. It seems you have a bad case of pneumonia. Everything will be okay and you’ll make a full recovery but we do want to keep you for the next 24 hours to give you some breathing treatments and make sure it doesn’t get any worse.”, the doctor advises you. You simply nod your head in agreement and watch as we walks out the door.

“You should really call Taehyung and let him know what’s going on.”, your best friend speaks up. “No I can’t do that. He’s on tour and he’ll freak out. He’ll be on the next plane back.”, you say shanking your head. She laughs, “And that would be a bad thing why? It’s obvious he loves you.” “I know he does but he’s already given up so much for me. I don’t want him to get in trouble. Plus the doctor said I’ll be fine so there’s no reason he ever has to find out about this.”, you reply. After convincing your friend that you’d be okay and didn’t need her to spend the night you said goodbye and settled in for the night.

The following morning you woke up extremely tired and with a massive headache. When the doctor told you that you’d be getting breathing treatments you didn’t think he meant every hour. You just finished yet another treatment when your phone started vibrating on the table next to you. Checking the screen you saw Taehyungs name flashing. You’d already ignored two of his calls so you knew if you did it a third time he’d have someone looking for you so you had no choice but to answer.

“Hello”

“There you are Y/N! I was getting worried.”

“I’m sorry Tae. I was in the shower.”

“It’s okay. How are you? I miss you so much!”

“Aww babe I miss you too! How much longer until you get back?”

“Umm like two weeks.”

“Oh that’s not too ba-“

You’re cut off before you can finish. “Here you go Miss. These are your discharge papers. The dr will be in shortly to give your lungs one final listen.”, the nurse says before turning and walking away. You’re glad they weren’t currently checking your blood pressure because the machine definitely would’ve blown up. You were praying Taehyung didn’t hear that but before you even continue he asks,

“Discharge papers and doctor? Y/N are you okay?”

“Yeah I’m fine Tae. It was in the drama I’m watching on tv. The female lead was in the hospital.”, you said hoping he buys the lie.

“Alright. Well I have to get going. I’ll talk to you later. I love you Y/N.”

“I love you too Tae. Be safe! Tell the boys I say hi.”

After the call ended you let out a long sigh thankful that he didn’t ask any more questions. The doctor came in shortly after and checked your breathing. He said you still sounded a little sick but much better than yesterday. He gave you a prescription for an inhaler to use if you felt like your breathing was getting worse and signed off on your discharge. Your best friend was waiting in the lobby to take you home.

The next couple weeks went by fast. Every day you felt a little stronger and you only had to use the inhaler twice. Today was an exciting day because Taehyung was finally coming home after being gone for the last couple months. As soon as he walked in the door you ran and jumped into his arms, “I missed you so much Tae.” He spun you around the living room before giving you a kiss, “I missed you too Y/N.”

After spending some time catching up you both realize that you’re starving and decide to check out a new restaurant that just opened up. The meal was great. Taehyung told you all about the tour. He showed you all of the pictures and videos he took. You couldn’t stop the smile that was on your face. As the two of you made your way back home you held his hand close, just happy that he was finally there. You both walked from the car over to the elevator ready to get upstairs and cuddle and watch the newest drama everyone keeps talking about. You went to press the button on the elevator when you noticed a big yellow sign taped to the doors ‘Out Of Service. Please Take the Stairs. Sorry For The Inconvenience’.

Taehyung scoffs next to you, “For how much we pay to live here you’d think they could keep everything in working order.” You nod in agreement but have no choice but to take the stairs. Luckily your apartment is only on the fifth floor but it’s still quite a few stairs to take. With each staircase it gets harder and harder to breathe. Taehyung notices, “Are you okay Y/? We can take a break.” You shake your head, “No this is just a reminder that I have to start working out more.” The two of you continue up and finally reach your floor. You never thought you’d be so happy to see the tacky green carpet of the hallway leading to your apartment.

Now it seems that with each step your lungs are getting weaker and weaker. Sure you’re not the most physically fit person but you’ve never been this exhausted before. Then you remembered how the doctor told you that your lungs could be weaker for the next couple months as they fully recover from the pneumonia and that’s why he gave you the inhaler. You had stuffed the inhaler in the back of your nightstand drawer thinking you’d never need it again and wanted to make sure Taehyung never found it.

“Y/N are you sure you’re okay? You don’t look that good.”, he says pushing open the door to your apartment. You try to respond but realize you don’t have enough breath in your lungs to speak. You start to panic and begin pointing at your chest. “What’s wrong? Do I need to call for an ambulance? Y/N, try to breathe.”, he says clearly upset. Still unable to speak you start briskly walking back to your bedroom, Taehyung following close behind. Once you get to your nightstand you start pulling out item after item throwing them on the floor until you get to what you’re looking for. The navy blue inhaler. Quickly you follow the directions and push down inhaling the medicine and holding your breath. You Wait 10 seconds and do it again. After another 10 seconds you take one more inhale. Closing your eyes you sit on the bed and wait for the medicine to take effect.

Thankfully it only takes a couple minutes for the medicine to start working and slowly you can feel your lungs taking in more air. When you finally open your eyes you search for Taehyung and see him standing in front of you with wide eyes. “Y/N, what’s going on? We’ve been together for five years and you never told me you had asthma and I’ve never seen you use an inhaler.”, he asks with hints of fear and anger in his voice.

Taking another deep breath you grab his hand and pull him next to you. You decide it’s best to come clean. “I don’t have asthma. A few weeks ago I was admitted to the hospital with pneumonia. They gave me this inhaler but I didn’t think I’d need it so I didn’t bring it and I’ve been feeling much better but I think taking all of those stairs overworked my lungs. I’m sorry if I scared you.”, you said unable to look at him. “Of course you scared me Y/N. I thought you were dying. Why didn’t you tell me you were in the hospital? That’s not fair to keep something like that from me.”, he said trying but failing to hide the anger in his voice. “I’m sorry Tae. The doctor said I was going to be fine. If it was something serious I would’ve called you. I just didn’t want you to worry about me.”, you said squeezing his hand.

Taehyung lifted your chin so you were looking at him, “Y/N, I’m always worried about you when I’m not with you. I worry if you’re safe, if you’re healthy, if you’re happy, if you’re eating and sleeping well. Just like you’re always worried about me. If something happens and I’m not here I need to know about it. Even if it’s a paper cut you got while opening the mail. Even if I’m on the other side of the world. Promise me if something ever happens again you will call me, no matter what.” You nod and kiss his cheek, “I promise. I’m sorry.”

He gives you a big boxy smile, “Good. Now let’s clean up and then meet me on the couch. We’ve got a whole drama to binge watch in one night so we better get started.” You laugh and begin placing things back in the drawer except for the blue inhaler you can’t seem to find anywhere. Panic sets in until you see Taehyung in the living room holding the inhaler and talking on the phone. You bite your lip trying to hide the smile that forms as you hear him say, “Yes the prescription is for Mrs.Y/N Kim. I was wondering what would be needed to be able to get enough of these inhalers to put one in every room of the house and to have one on me at all times.” You laugh at his concern. You know they’d never give you enough to do that but for the time being you’ll let him have this moment and you feel your heart swell at how much he loves and cares about you.

[milkywaygalaxygurl]

Training Wheels - Coriolanus Snow

Hello everyone! First fic I'm posting in years and it's about the.. lovely? Coriolanus Snow! He will be very OOC in this fic because I struggle with writing dark characters so I apologize for that lol but I hope you guys enjoy!

Pairing: OOC!Coriolanus Snow x Female!Reader

Warnings: slight angst?, Coriolanus Snow (yes he deserves a warning even tho he’s nice in this fic lol), everything in BOSAS didn’t happen (sorry not sorry lol), slight hinting towards reader’s mother being mean?, reader gets hurt in a flashback, umm if i missed anything lmk!

Word Count: 1.4k

Inspired by Training Wheels by Melanie Martinez! Reader and Coriolanus have been friends since they were young and have had a “Will they/Won't they?” relationship since they were young teenagers. Everyone knows they’re madly in love with each other and at times it seems they know it too, but nothing ever comes of it. They’ve gone on dates and shared kisses, but have never gone further than that. Reader is tired of the dynamic they’ve built, but Coriolanus wants to continue doing what they’ve been doing for years.

I explode, I explode

Askin' you where you want us to go

This wasn’t the first time you had gotten frustrated with Coriolanus about your relationship, or lack thereof, after he had kissed you. When whatever this was had started you kept your mouth clamped shut about your frustrations, but now that it had been going on for years you couldn’t keep yourself from getting upset with your best friend.

“Where exactly do you plan on this going, Coryo? You kiss me and take me on dates sometimes, but other times I’m just your best friend! We’ve been doing this since we were fifteen!” You are seated on his bed while he paces the room, running his hands through his hair in a frustrated manner. He had very quickly pulled himself away from you the second you had decided to bring up the subject he seems to hate.

“I don’t know, (Y/N). Can’t you just be happy with this?” Coriolanus looks up at you as you scoff, shaking your head.

It's not like I'm askin' to be your wife

I wanna make you mine, but that's hard to say

Is this comin' off in a cheesy way?

“I was fine with it when I was fifteen because at least you were giving me something, but we’re eighteen now! I should be building a relationship with someone, but instead I’m stuck doing this back and forth with you!” You try not to sound harsh, to sound mean, but everything about this whole situation was frustrating you. Coriolanus stays silent, but he stops pacing to stare down at his feet.

“I’m not asking you to marry me, Coryo! I just want to know what you want to do, we can’t keep wasting each other’s time doing this!” You gesture between you two wildly, your hand dropping when he looks up at you. He opens his mouth to speak, but closes it again before a sound comes out.

“I just.. I just want to be yours, Coriolanus. Is that too much to ask? I know this is cheesy and cliche, but..” You trail off, trying to find the words to perfectly describe how you feel. This was the first time you had ever stated that you want to be his, you had always managed to tiptoe around the statement despite making it obvious what you wanted whenever you spoke your frustrations.

I love everything you do

When you call me fuckin' dumb for the stupid shit I do

“I’ve been in love with you since I was fourteen. I think it was longer, but I didn’t realize it until you yelled at me that one time for being stupid and getting myself hurt.” You chuckle, looking down at your hands in your lap.

Nobody had expected you to actually do it when Arachne dared you, but you were young and desperate to prove yourself to your peers. Normally Coriolanus would have been there and put an end to the situation immediately, but he had been caught up talking to a teacher today. As a result, you found yourself climbing up one of the pillars of The Academy building. You were actually doing good, you had managed to find a way to pull yourself up the round pillar and made it about halfway up before you heard Coriolanus’ voice.

“What are you doing, (Y/N)?!” He called up to you, his tone worried and frustrated. It made you jump and lose your grip on the pillar, sending you flying towards the ground. Everyone laughs when you smack the ground, but Coriolanus jumps forward to help you while telling the others to make themselves scarce. Your satchel had cushioned the fall, but that didn’t make it hurt any less. You thankfully had landed in a way that you didn’t hit your head, but your tailbone took the brunt of the landing. Coriolanus knew it hurt from the way tears slid down your cheeks, he hadn’t seen you cry from getting hurt since you guys were eight years old.

“What were you thinking, (Y/N)?! How dumb can you be?!” Coriolanus voice was harsh, but his hands were gentle as he checked your legs and hands for scrapes. When he was sure you didn’t have any life threatening injuries, he sighed in relief and carefully pulled you into his lap.

“It hurts so bad!” You sob, latching on to Coriolanus. He shushes you, rubbing your back and rocking you as if you were a child. He had learned to comfort you when you guys were young, doing his best to emulate the way his mother had comforted him when she was still alive. He had witnessed the way your mother pushed you away every single time you sought comfort and decided he’d do his best to be there whenever you needed it.

“I realized that nobody had ever cared about me like that, you were the only person in my life to immediately come to me when I was hurt. Even when you called me dumb, you were still gentle with me and made sure I was alright. After that, I began to fall in love with all the things you did.” You smile at Coriolanus, looking up from your hands so you could see his face. His expression had softened, his lips upturned in a small smile. He’s quiet for a moment before he speaks softly, moving to sit next to you on the bed.

“I think that was the moment I realized I loved you way more than a friend should.” Your breath catches in your throat at his words, it feels as if your whole body just malfunctioned if you’re being completely honest. He reaches for your hand and you quickly return the favor, entwining your fingers.

“I wanted to keep doing what we’ve been doing because I’m scared if we make it official, there might come a day where it ends and I lose you. I wouldn’t know what to do without you, you’re the only person besides Tigris and Grandma’am who I’ve let know the real me.” His other hand comes up to tuck a loose strand of hair behind your ear, his eyes flitting across your features. You smile softly at him, taking your hand out of his to cup his face.

“You could never lose me, Coryo. I love you too much to not be in your life, even if we do make it official and it happens to end I could never just stop being apart of your life. Which, by the way, I very much doubt we would break up because we’ve loved each other for this long without any problems.” You giggle and Coriolanus chuckles, shaking his head. You run your thumbs across his cheeks, trying to convey all the love you can into that simple gesture. He reaches up to hold one of your wrists, rubbing the back of your hand softly as he closes his eyes to bask in the moment.

After a moment, he takes your hands from his face and holds them tightly in his own. “I’m sorry I’ve made you wait so long for this, but at least I’m asking now.” You both laugh and tears spring to your eyes from excitement. You felt silly crying over this, but you’d always been one to cry whenever you were happy.

“Will you be my girlfriend, (Y/N)?” Coriolanus barely gets the words out before you’re tackling him in a tight hug, causing him to fall back on his bed. You both shake with laughter and Coriolanus wraps his arms around you, kissing the side of your head.

“I take that as a yes?” He chuckles and you pull back, smiling brightly. Coriolanus takes a moment to study your features, a lovesick look in his eyes and a small blush adorning his cheeks. The look on your face mirrors his, your lips split into a wide smile and your eyes so full of love.

“I would love to be your girlfriend, Coryo.” Just as you finish speaking he’s pulling you down into a kiss. The kiss is different than any other kiss you’ve ever shared, all the unspoken love and affection built up over the years spilling into it.

“Finally, you two! I thought I was going to be Grandma’am’s age by the time you two confessed!” Tigris’ voice from the doorway causes you two to separate, all three of you falling into a fit of giggles.

[tobythewise]

happy friday and welcome to dadwc!! how about some handers (or justhanders?) this week with the prompt: “You said you loved me last night.” “Drunk words don’t mean shit.”

happy writing!

Thank you so much for the prompt!! :D written for @dadrunkwriting I hope you enjoy!

Content: Handers, Mentions of drinking/being drunk, Mentions of Fenris and Merrill smooching, Getting Together, Sexual Content alluded to

Anders wakes slowly, cursing the pounding of his head. What the hell happened last night? 

He remembers being in Varric’s suite. He remembers cards. He vaguely remembers sitting in Varric’s lap? Wait no, that was Merrill’s lap. Or was it Hawke’s? 

Everything is fuzzy as he tries to think about the night before. Did he kiss someone? Anders is pretty sure he remembers watching two people kiss, but it doesn’t make much sense. There’s no way Merrill and Fenris locked lips. It’s more likely that Fenris would pull out Merrill’s heart than smooch her. But still, why can Anders picture it perfectly? 

How did he get so drunk? Usually between Justice and the taint he can’t get drunk so why does it feel like he’s been hit by a templar’s smite? And why does his mouth taste like cottony ass?

Anders blinks an eye open, finding himself shoved against the wall on his mattress. He groans before freezing, realizing with stark clarity that there’s a body pressing against his back.

What. The. Fuck.

If he turns around and finds Sebastian spooning him, he’s going to scream.

He searches his memories for anything that’ll tell him who the hell ended up in his bed last night but everything comes back blurry or blank. He’ll have to turn around and face whoever it is eventually but for just a moment, he revels in being close to someone again. 

It’s been so long since he’s allowed himself this type of closeness. 

Anders wants to stay here all morning, snuggled up to someone. He wants to allow himself to relax, but he can’t. He has far too much to do and he’s already starting to feel guilty for not being at the clinic already. He already had the night off yesterday, he can’t also take off all day today. 

There’s too much to do. There’s too much to plan. 

Just as Anders is working up the courage to turn around or scoot out of bed, a strong arm wraps around his waist, tugging him back against a broad chest. By Andraste, this feels so nice. It wouldn’t hurt anyone to stay just a little longer, right?

Anders looks ahead, trying to get some sort of bearings. He realizes with a start that he’s not in Varric’s suit any longer. Instead, he’s somehow found himself in Hawke’s bed. He might not be a detective but it’s not hard to figure out that the person spooning him is Hawke. 

How the fuck did he get here? 

Anders gets a vague impression of himself riding on Hawke’s back all the way up to Hightown. He didn’t really do that, did he? Oh fuck, he just barely keeps himself from groaning in embarrassment. 

This is why Justice doesn’t usually let him drink. 

Hawke’s hand finds a spot under his shirt, touching the bare skin of his belly and Anders shivers. Soft lips press against the back of his neck and Anders bites his bottom lip. Oh. That’s lovely. That’s everything he’s ever wanted. But he can’t actually have this, can he?

“Umm,” he says, clearing his throat. “Good morning?”

“A very good morning indeed,” Hawke says back, his voice somehow even deeper and gravely than usual. Oh no, he’s so hot, how the fuck is Anders supposed to push him away and get to the clinic now? “I could get used to this.”

Anders hums because he’s not sure what the hell he’s supposed to say. He’s starting to panic. He’s starting to think about how as much as he loves this, it’s going to end in disaster. 

Anders carefully flips over to his back and Hawke shifts along with him. He leans on his elbow, hovering over Anders. His face is usually so serious, but right now, the scowl is gone, replaced by a soft smile. Anders’ stomach flutters with butterflies. He feels like a young boy, before the templars tried to stomp down his spark. He feels full of possibilities, full of life. He feels free. 

“What happened last night?” Anders asks softly. “I don’t really remember a lot and the things I do are super blurry and confusing.” He stares up at Hawke for a long moment before asking, “did Merrill and Fenris kiss last night?”

Hawke chuckles. “They did but only because Varric dared them to.”

“Oh. Right. Of course. That makes perfect sense.”

Leaning down, Hawke kisses Anders cheek. Anders holds completely still, not wanting to break the moment. “Do you remember coming home with me last night?”

Anders lets out a long breath. “No.”

“Last night you kissed me.” 

“Was it a dare?” Anders asks slowly and Hawke shakes his head. His eyes are achingly fond. It makes Anders want to twist and twitch, feeling so unsure, so out of place. “Oh,” he says, not knowing what else to say. 

“You also told me you loved me.”

Fuck. There it is. It’s out in the open and sober Anders can’t take back his drunk words. Mostly because they’re true. 

“And how did you react?”

Hawke tilts his head. “Isn’t it obvious?” Instead of saying more, he leans down once more but instead of kissing his cheek, this time he kisses Anders’ lips. 

Anders freezes for a moment in complete shock but he quickly changes that. He wraps his arms around Hawke’s back and kisses him back with the same intensity that Hawke is kissing him. Hawke might not have said how he feels with words, but this kiss makes it hard for Anders to get it twisted. He feels the same. 

“Drunk words don’t mean shit,” Anders says, breathing heavily. “So let me make things clear now. I love you, Hawke.”

“That’s good to hear, Anders, because I feel the same. Now, do you want to keep talking about it, or can I find something more interesting for your mouth to be doing?”

Anders smirks and starts scooting down the bed in response.

[onlysanepeoplesleep]

umm dont hate me y’all I was bored.

for: @b3achysurfur cuz you wanted smth like this I think? I know you never asked me personally but I couldn’t stop thinking about it so I decided to write it.

disclaimer: english is not my first language.

tw: death and slight blood (but like I’m bad at describing it so there’s not much.)

The day had gone like this: Alex came to her room (or prison or cell or whatever the synonym of ‘locked up somewhere against one’s will’ was called) did mandatory checkups and then stayed to chat for a bit. Not that Ashlyn participated, instead opting to stare blankly at Alex until he understood that she wanted to be left alone. And once he did (quite dense, he was) he left without a word.

Finally being alone for the few minutes or hours (she never knew the time anymore) before twelve, she worked on devising an escape plan. She knew they couldn’t escape via window, mainly because no one was allowed permission to leave the cubed room without guards following them. Ashlyn was aware that leaving through the alternate dimension wouldn’t help either, since their bodies stayed tethered to its original spot.

A pain to work with, yes, but not a nuisance. She could find a way, somehow, and she would. She wouldn’t let her friends stay in this weird asylum place any longer than they had to. By any means necessary.

Ashlyn could feel her body being transported to the alternate dimension, the way her stomach dropped and her heart began to beat faster until she blinked and she was still in her claustrophobic room, but the scraping and screeching of phantoms gave away where she was.

She didn’t take long to get off the bed and made her way to Tyler’s room (where everyone had unanimously agreed to meet up the first time they’d been sent to the phantom dimension). Everyone else was already there when she opened the door and she felt relief wash over her once she saw them — as if a weight had been lifted off her shoulders temporarily. They were somewhat safe — as safe as one could be in a dimension with deadly creatures out to kill you.

It didn’t take long for everyone to begin looking for a way out. They went in pairs: Tyler and Aiden (obviously), Taylor and Ben and Ashlyn and Logan. Once the teams had been made everyone was quick to split up (save for Tyler and Aiden, who were stuck sitting in Tyler’s room).

Ashlyn hadn’t been paying attention when it had happened. One minute, she had been looking through a hallway checking for phantoms with Logan behind her — and the next she’d heard him scream and drop his gun on the floor with a loud clunk. She looked over her shoulder, a question about to leave her lips when she paused.

A phantom held Logan’s face between two claws, pressing down on either side and making a sickening crunch. She winced but didn’t move. Logan was screaming, crying, pleading to her to do something, but she was frozen. She couldn’t tell if it was fear or mild curiosity that was stopping her from helping the boy.

Her hesitance paid the price in the end, with blood oozing out of Logan’s eyes and nose and ears, and one last sickening crunch echoed through the halls before Logan stilled. The phantom dropped him immediately, the manic grin on its face never dropping as it charged for her. Ashlyn’s feet finally moved, dodging the attack and grabbing the discarded gun from the floor. With a resounding bang, the phantom dropped to the floor and stayed down.

She wasn’t sure why she had to bite back the grin that was forming when she looked at Logan’s body. Claw marks were bruised into his face and the blood kept oozing out until it made a small puddle on the floor. Ashlyn tilted her head, something akin to surprise flowing through her as she blinked at the sight.

Logan was dead. Logan was dead.

A grin finally broke through her face and this time she didn’t fight it. Maybe she should feel sad since Logan was part of the team, part of the same team she’d sworn she’d protect and yet here he was. Lying on the floor looking pathetic as ever. She showed no sympathy towards him and almost wondered why, before deciding that contemplating such queries would be a waste of her time.

Instead, she walked passed Logan’s body and made her way back to the gang. They all seemed worried about the noise, asking questions and wondering if she was alright. She reassured them, of course she was alright. In fact, she was delighted!

“What’s got you smiling like that?” Tyler asked, almost suspiciously.

“Logan died,” was her only explanation before the room burst into relived laughs and celebratory clapping.

“Actually?” Aiden asked, tilting his head with a smile, “he’s like actually dead?”

Ashlyn nodded, “yeah.”

“You know what that means?” Taylor said, grin stretching into a happy smirk. “Party time!”

And with everyone’s enthusiasm, they set up a party with whatever decorations they could find (which wasn’t much, but Taylor was really good at compromising) and before long the starch-white walls had been splashed with a variation of colours from Aiden’s paints and ‘LOGAN DIED!!!’ was written on the wall with bright red paint.

Ashlyn had never been to many parties before, she could count on one hand how many times she’d attended a party willingly. But she didn’t think any other party or event could compare to the tomfoolery they got up to while celebrating the death of their teammate. Aiden started a conga line; Taylor shredded paper to throw it around the room like make-shift confetti; Ben showed them a few dance moves and even Tyler was enjoying himself.

Deep down, Ashlyn knew that no sane person would host a party for a dead comrade, but it’s been a long time since she was considered ‘sane’ and the facility they were locked in just proved it. So maybe she let herself indulge, just a bit, now that Logan was gone.

[ambrosiagourmet]

thistle for ask meme!

Thistle :0

First impression

No joke I was convinced early on that Laios & the party were making like a huuuuge leap in assuming that Thistle was the Lunatic Magician TM like guys you can't just go accusing every random person you find in a living painting of being the manager. Alas... he was, in fact, the manager.

Impression now

He's so jester coded👍

I think Thistle is very interesting and a great foil to Marcille, which I looove. They are both magic elf(-ish) advisors, they both get caught up in wanting to help the people around them live longer, they both become dungeon lords in pursuit of that... I think Thistle's story as it is works well for the narrative and I don't necessarily think he was underutilized exactly, but it is a little hard not to want A Bit More sometimes. Even if I do think it would be hard to add that more in without sacrificing some of the pacing overall :')

Favorite moment

I was initially going to say the ending for them, because I do love it, but you know what? I've got a more interesting answer. My favorite Thistle scene is.... this:

This fundamentally changes the trajectory of the story. In trying to find someone to stop the Winged Lion, Thistle launches Marcille into becoming the next lord of the dungeon. The next victim of the Lion. If Thistle hadn't resurrected Marcille, then the plot would have played out totally differently. She wouldn't have been able to finish unsealing the book. Laios would have been on his own when the canaries came. Would they have just cleaned everything up more easily? Would it instead have become something worse? Would Laios somehow have unsealed the book and become the lore of the dungeon right away?

I dunno. But this action reshaped Marcille's life, and Laios', and so many other people's. And it was done out of a desire to keep fighting. To not give in.

Augh idk. It's good. Their connection is good.

Idea for a story

Thistle & Chimera Laios.

But not just a "Laios gets eaten by the dragon instead," I think it would be cool to explore an AU where for some handwavy magic reason, Laios gets his soul bound up w/ the dragon during Falin's resurrection, and he gets poofed into a dragon form.

There's a note somewhere that says that chimeras start popping up the more the lord of the dungeon starts to lose their hold on things, but having met Laios before might help Thistle eventually realize that something is Off about the dragon. From there... well maybe he starts to ask questions and gives Laios more freedom to actually answer, and things could continue from there as Laios gets enough humanity back to start to understand what's happening, and also Thistle takes more time to question the Lion's plans rather than just continue to act. They'd be stuck together, probably with Laios still under Thistle's control, but maybe as they figure out more of the truth, they'd actually work together? Need to rely on each other? I'd like to see how each of them would deal with that situation...

PLUS then on the flip side I think switching Falin into the group part way through the story (rather than at the start) could be really interesting. So the adventures on that side would be fun too.

Unpopular opinion

umm idk. Is Thistle widely regarded as a Marcille foil? Because if not then why. They are so inchresting. funky little mages.

Favorite relationship

Hmmm okay so like obviously Thistle & Marcille, but also as seen in my story idea I want to explore more of Thistle & Laios bc their interactions were fun, soo... I'll just say the Dungeon Lord quartet as a whole. I like when people draw art of them all together. Let them bond through shared trauma. And also all of them have tried to kill at least one other person there at some point. It's great. They should go on brunch dates.

Favorite headcanon

This post about Thistle's goal to eat a meal with Delgal fundamentally rewired my brain

[filmbyjy]

BUSINESS PROPOSAL > fourty-five! she’s a fighter

synopsis > being the amazing friend you were, you had helped your friend who desperately did not want to go on the blind date so you went as her. however, you were dumbfounded to find out that the CEO was your friend’s blind date! hopefully, he doesn’t recognise you.

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WARNING: talking about death NOT ABOUT SUNGHOON. comforting sunghoon

WORD COUNT: 0.7K words

a/n: i just wanted to make this chapter a written one because it's better to explain than umm well using pictures. it took a little longer since i was procrastinating on writing this :'D oh and I closed the taglist bc series is going to end🥲

sunghoon was worried. when he got that text from jake, he couldn’t help but panic. nearly breaking the door as it swings open. it startled you and made you jump back in your seat.

“sunghoon?” you voiced out. the said man looks straight into your eyes and walks towards you.

you most definitely weren’t expecting him to just quite literally kiss you with such urgency. however, you knew this kiss felt so off. you pushed him away.

“sunghoon, what’s wrong?” you could see the way his eyes start to gloss. you stood up and hugged him. he hides his face at the crook of your neck. inhaling and trying to calm himself down. you rubbed his back softly.

“it’s okay to cry you know.”

sunghoon sniffles, tears falling and hitting your blouse. you cradled and mutter soft words to him. once sunghoon calms down, he lets go of you.

“thank you.”

“any time. also umm, if you don’t want to talk about it, you don’t have to.”

“no, I want to. it’s just- my grandmother…she’s sick and you know how much she’s done for me. she’s taken care of me ever since my parents died. I cant have her gone…”

you held his hand, “she’ll be fine, hoon. your grandmother is a fighter, she would never end her journey without a fight.”

“but what if she loses it…I don’t want her to bare the pain.”

“believe in her, hoon.” you looked straight into his eyes and he sighs.

“you’re right. i have to go check up on her in the hospital.”

“I’ll watch the place and continue with work.” you smiled at him. sunghoon shakes his head.

“it’s about time we come clean to my grandmother. she has to know about us and that you aren’t who she thinks you are.”

“hoon, i don’t want her condition to worsen. it’s best to tell her another time when she’s better.”

“no. I want her to know who I truly fell in love and not just miss chaewon. (name), I love you.”

you blushed. sunghoon blushes too.

“I didn’t mean to say that…I mean it’s only been the 2nd day since we started dating-”

you wrapped arms around his neck and pulled him into a kiss. sunghoon was worried but he realises he doesn't need to worry. not when you're with him.

“hey, (name)-” sunoo stops jake.

“let them have their moment.”

“well I need to get her to help with the paper work and sunghoon needs to see our grandmother.” jake huffs.

“well their love is equally important. plus we could blackmail them with this you know.” sunoo says. jake’s eyes lit up.

“kim sunoo, you are a fucking genius.” jake smirks.

well other than jake and sunoo devising a plan to possibly blackmail both you and sunghoon, the both of you went to meet his grandmother in the hospital. you were extremely nervous. sunghoon knocks on the door and grabs your hand. he could tell you were scared of the outcome of this meeting. hence, he chose to squeeze your hand to comfort you.

"my little hoonie." his grandmother smiles. she looked a little paler compared to the last meeting. her eyes met with yours, she smiles.

"(name)."

you were shocked, why was she not freaking out?

"grandmother, how do you know about (name)?"

"oh sunghoon, you think i don't know about your little scheme? i was like this with your grandfather you know."

"i'm sorry?" sunghoon says.

"it means i've done this before, sunghoon. i know what it's like to marry a man with an average background. i wouldn't want you to go through the same as i did when i was younger."

both you and sunghoon turned to look at each other.

"which means i approve of you two. i'm not going to stop you two from dating. besides, i've searched (name)'s background before. her dad owns a fried chicken place and that is good profit though it's not much money. it shows hard-work."

"grandmother!"

"what? i have to at least know a bit more than when i met her the last time as miss 'chaewon' you know." his grandmother pouts.

you couldn't speak, you were still in shock.

"anyways, care to help me crack these peanuts? i can't crack them since i'm pretty weak right now. my arthritis is starting up, guess i am really old."

you looked over at sunghoon and he shrugs. this really made everything simple. however, there was a chance that sunghoon might have to leave...you were sure of it.

if you had to face with that fact, then so be it. you were going to love sunghoon even if he was miles away.

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[serve-cunt]

did you end up writing the f1 wag fic! I didn't see anything!! did i miss it?

oh no this is embarrassing I was hoping everyone had just forgotten LMAO

umm ok yes long story short I signed up with the intention of writing a Pretty Woman AU bc I got briefly obsessed with that movie. and I was like "HA easy 10k fic"! nice! except I could NOT pull it together in 10k because i have a bad habit of jabbering ... so it's looking like a 30k fic now and I couldn't finish it in time & now I'm stressed out bc the pieces are not falling together as neatly as I hoped ..... anyway all that to say here is the first part I'm not sure when/if the whole thing will be on ao3 but I still like the idea a lot!!!

working title "cinda-fuckin-rella" under the cut...

ch. 1 - strawberries

They had been talking for fifty minutes before Oscar mentioned he was late for a meeting he couldn’t miss, which annoyed Lando because up until that point he’d been pretty sure he was going to get a night of relatively easy dicking and a hefty tip on top of the usual, and instead it appeared that he had wasted an hour of his time with somebody who had to be somewhere, actually. 

Earlier, when he had sidled up to where Oscar was perched on a chair at the bar, Oscar had looked up from his drink and raised his eyebrow, as if waiting for Lando to say something, or ask something. 

“Here by yourself?” Lando had asked, obligingly.

Oscar had blinked back at him for longer than men usually did, in similar situations. Then he’d said, “Yes.” He gave Lando a once-over, like he was calculating the price in his head. Then he shifted over to give Lando room and said, “Buy you a drink?” 

Lando had smiled, nodded, and slid in next to him. 

Oscar surprised him only by being slightly more interesting to talk to than the average middlingly attractive businessman alone at a hotel bar on a weeknight, and also by being his age—or close to it. Lando had pegged him as older because of the suit; then, a moment later, as younger because of his round cheeks—and the fact that he wore his suit uncomfortably; then as older again, when Oscar had started talking. Now he was settled on Oscar being around his own age. 

Oscar had introduced himself immediately, and so smoothly that Lando could almost believe he'd given his real name. Thrown, Lando had accidentally given his own real name in exchange. Usually he picked a new one, depending on the kind of night he wanted to have. 

Oops, he thought, as soon as it was out of his mouth. But, well, Oscar would never see him again. He could have Lando’s real name. 

“You just in town for the night?” Lando asked. 

“Yeah,” Oscar said. “No—sorry. Two. I’ve got—meetings. Don’t really know anybody in the city, so…” 

“S’pose that’s a relief,” Lando said. “Getting to be anonymous for a night.” Oscar looked at him for an oddly long, still moment, before Lando continued, into Oscar’s pause: “No girlfriend, or whatever. Or boyfriend. Make your own schedule, and things.” 

Oscar’s expression changed, but pretty much from “neutral” to “differently neutral.” He had the kind of face that seemed to stay mostly at flatlining. “Yeah,” he said, after another pause. “It kind of is. How about you? Know the city well?”

Lando laughed. “Yeah,” he said. “Like the back of my hand, don’t I?”

“You weren’t born here, though.”

“What gave me away?” Lando asked, with a wink. “My charming Texan drawl?”

Oscar’s smile blinked on and off. “Where’re you from, then? You sound… Southern? Somerset?”

Lando was impressed, despite himself. “Bristol,” he admitted. “Not too shabby, Aussie-boy. You must have spent some time on our soggy little island.” 

“I went to school there,” Oscar said. “In London. What brought you out here?”

Lando shrugged. “A friend of mine lives in Hollywood. Thought I’d give sunny California a whirl.” That was about as much information as he’d ever given anybody. He never talked about his dad’s creative investment plans, nor the resulting fall from grace. Only Daniel knew what had happened there, and even he didn't know everything. “I ended up staying longer than I thought I would. You seen the beaches yet? They’re killer.”

Oscar shook his head. “No time. But if I was going to, where would I go?”

“Depends what you’re looking for. Surfing?”

“If I had somebody to teach me.” 

Lando leaned in with a smirk. “I’d teach you. You look like you could handle a tumble in the waves.” 

Oscar raised an eyebrow, minutely, his smile sticking around this time. Lando counted it as a win. A reaction! he thought, and was oddly proud. He leaned back. “Alright, well, for beginners I’d say… El Porto, maybe County Line. Food’s better at County Line, so we’ll start there. I’ll lend you my second best board.” 

“Thanks,” Oscar said, dry.

They talked easily, without pause. Mostly Oscar let Lando speak, about surfing and driving in LA and the night life, laughing generously at his stupid jokes. He bought Lando a drink—whiskey and coke, which the bartender knew to make just a coke—and then another, without asking, ordering a straight whiskey for himself both times. Lando decided within five minutes that he’d let Oscar fuck him, and decided within the following ten that he wouldn’t go through Oscar’s wallet while Oscar was in the shower. 

He was just starting to get a little impatient, and had decided to drop a hint about getting up to Oscar’s room, when Oscar looked at his watch. 

“I’m late,” he said. He didn’t say it with real urgency. It was just an observation. 

“To what?”

“I’ve got a meeting,” Oscar said. 

Lando grabbed his wrist, pulling Oscar’s watch towards him. “It’s nine PM.” 

“That’s when my meeting was.” 

“Guess you missed it.”

Oscar shook his head. “I can’t. I’ve got to go.” 

Lando couldn’t tell if he was serious. “Who has a meeting at nine PM?”

“I do, I guess.” Oscar took his hand back. “I just need to figure out where it is.” He fumbled his phone out of his pocket, swiped open a maps app.

After a beat, Lando leaned back. He was annoyed and disappointed, and a little confused. He felt like he’d got this one locked in, and now Oscar suddenly had places to be. Basically, he’d just gotten an hour of Lando’s time out of him, without paying for it. What a fucking con. Lando should start charging for company, instead of just sex. 

He slurped moodily at his soda, looking around at the bar. There wasn’t anybody else he fancied; he was probably going to have to chat up the hang-dog fifty-something mouth breather who’d been ogling him all last night. Gross. Maybe he’d have more luck next door, at the Marriott. 

Out of the corner of his eye, he could see Oscar tapping at his phone, which seemed frozen. Then it winked off, the screen abruptly a black void. Oscar stared at it, then gently turned it over and laid it screen-down on the bar top. 

“Hard luck,” Lando remarked. 

Oscar continued to stare at the metal case, his reflection shining back at him. Then he said, “Fuck.” He seemed exhausted, and a little drunk. His head lolled on his shoulders, like he was having trouble keeping it upright. “I really need to go to this meeting. And now I don’t know how to get there.”

Call a cab? Lando thought. But when he opened his mouth, what came out was, “Where’re you going? I’ll give you directions.” 

Oscar looked up. “Yeah? Would you?”

Sure,” Lando said. And then, so the night wouldn’t be a complete waste, he added: “I’ll come with. So you don’t have to remember it all.” 

Oscar hesitated, then said, “Okay. Thanks. That’s really nice of you.”

“Well. I charge by the hour.”

“Ha,” Oscar said. 

Lando smiled. “Ha,” he echoed. “No, really. Five hundred bucks.” 

“To give me directions?” 

“To give you directions, baby. Anything else and we’re talking four digits.” 

Oscar blinked. He glanced at the drink in front of Lando, and then at his own. “I don’t need anything else,” he said. “I just need to get to the Ritz-Carlton.” 

Lando whistled. Fancy. “Alright, well, I know where that is. Five hundred, and I’ll get you there.” 

“I could just charge my phone,” Oscar said. “I could call somebody. This is actually an easy problem for me to solve.” His face had a new expression now: the expression of somebody who had just figured something out, and was annoyed at himself for not understanding it earlier. 

Oh. 

Lando was almost, almost, regretful. He hadn’t realised Oscar hadn’t known. Although if he was so naive as to not know, well. That was Oscar’s fault. He was the one who had been sitting alone at a hotel bar on a Thursday, looking forlorn. Lando was wearing a silk collared shirt open practically to his navel and jeans so tight they cut off circulation if he wasn’t careful how he sat: he hadn’t been hiding anything.   

“If you could call somebody, you would’ve already done it,” Lando pointed out. “Now you’re late. We could leave now.” 

“We?” Oscar asked. 

“You can’t drive. You’ve had three drinks. At least.” 

“I’m a good driver.”

“Mm hm. Are we in a drink driving advert?” Lando made a show of looking around for the camera. “Can’t let you get in a car, mate.” 

“I’ll get a cab.” 

“Just let me drive,” Lando said. “I know the way, we’ll get there in ten minutes.”

“So—five hundred an hour—eighty bucks?” 

Lando grinned. “I round up. Learned that from a lawyer.”

Oscar didn’t seem all that surprised. “Most expensive chauffeur I’ll have ever hired.”

“Most fun, too,” Lando said. He leaned forward, slid his hand onto Oscar’s knee. “A thou, and we’ll make sure of it.” 

Oscar shifted. “Five hundred,” he said. “Drive me to the hotel.” 

Lando took his hand away. “You got it, babe.” He stood up. “C’mon then.” 

[vintage-brass-tc]

Suggestive undertones in this post, again 😭 my apologies.

His prolonged attention always sends me down a rabbit hole…

Every time I’m on the floor in front of U, he just seems to never stop looking down at me.

Just the other day, he had the ensemble sit down on the ground for once, because someone complained about their legs being sore… and so I smoothly, carefully lowered myself to the ground with my contra still on my shoulder, and once I sat down, I started looking around, and noticed that U was looking down at the floor, silent.

After every rep, I set my tuba slowly onto the floor, and a couple times, I had noticed U glance at me. In addition, whenever I would pick it up off the floor for the next rep, I always caught him staring down at my action, without fail. The reason for it, though, I’m unsure of.

Maybe it was me tipping my body forward, arching my back, or maybe it was the way my hands snaked around my contra gently, before they took hold of it and lifted it up, maybe he was paying attention to how my muscles tensed upon doing so. Or, maybe he couldn’t drop his focus because I was staring right up at him. Either way, he was staring me down.

~~~

And get this. U began to give us directions, before his eyes flitted towards me, and he stated, “Well, tubas, you can’t do this…” his voice cracking at the end as his clear voice began to suppress into a mutter. His voice breaking was kind of fine…. umm 🫣

And he stared at the floor silently, in thought, for a few additional seconds, before he told us what his original plan was: he wanted all the brass players to put their whole mouthpiece into their mouth, since the openness of it would help us experiment with our breathing like we had been previously.

Despite his initial conviction about the tubas’ mouthpieces being too big to fit in our mouths, we all told him we could totally do it, and so we did. U was walking around the block and looking at everyone as we continued the exercise, as he had been, but I noticed he never strayed too far from me.

Every time he walked by me, he’d look over. At one point, he had a sudden realization and froze, quickly exclaiming that we shouldn’t breathe in through our instruments, and he then stared straight at me, unmoving, unblinking, with wide, serious eyes, and he held that look for three solid seconds as I stared back at him, my own eyes wide in surprise at his intensity, and with the mouthpiece still in my mouth I nodded vigorously so he knew I understood.

There was another point where someone had said something funny while we were doing this exercise, and a laugh came out of me, but it kinda sorta sounded like a slight gag 😭 and of course I still had my mouthpiece in my mouth. When I tell you U’s head whipped over his shoulder to gawk at me SO QUICK. I HAVE NEVER SEEN HIM MOVE SO FAST IN MY LIFE??? ALL I COULD DO WAS SMILE AWKWARDLY AND WAIT FOR HIM TO LOOK AWAY 😭😭

~~~

Then, after all of that was said and done, I was still on the ground and listening to a tech talk to us, when I felt the presence of someone else beside me (like a warmth? You know the feeling), and I moved my head to look from my peripheral, and saw none other than U STANDING RIGHT NEXT TO ME, LITERALLY LESS THAN A FOOT AWAY??? And it was SO tempting to look up and meet his eyes but I held myself back from doing so 💔

It didn’t take a while for him to move away after I made it a little obvious that I had noticed him next to me, more obviously moving my head to the side in his direction, sparing a glance at his calves, but woooh. The height I was at next to him… and after everything, he chose to stand next to me as I was on the floor… I won’t say anything more 😵‍💫

~~~

OKAY OKAY OKAY. AND LATER ON IN THE DAY, WHEN I ASKED HIM IF HE STILL WANTED THE TUBAS TO SQUAT WHILE BUSTING OUT A PEDAL TONE, HE TOLD ME, “Oh yeah, I really like that. Like it a lot.” AND HE STARED ME DOWN WITH A SILENT, ALMOST SMUG GRIN FOR A LITTLE LONGER, AND ALL I COULD DO WAS SMILE SHYLY UNTIL HE WAS SILENT FOR AN IRREGULAR AMOUNT OF TIME AND I WAS LIKE “Okay!” BJGDJGDGF 🙈🙈

HE NEEEEDDDSSS TO BE FORWARD WITH ME… I SWEAR I CAN’T TAKE THE EXCESSIVE, INTENSE STARING AND THE IMPLICATIONS AND UGH, I THINK HE KNOWS HE HAS ME WRAPPED AROUND HIS FINGER. and he dropped everything to give me attention after someone interrupted me, THEN called me kiddo too before I left the band hall for the summer 🥺

I love him so much.

[lynzishell]

Greta: So, how’s the new job going? Phoenix: Oh, it's great, they have me cleaning toilets and washing dishes… so pretty much my dream job. Greta: Love that for you!

Phoenix: Right? What about you? How’s the painting going? Greta: Umm... not great, to be honest. I’m having a bit of a creative block right now. I’m actually looking forward to this trip to Mt. Komorebi. Hoping it gives me some inspiration, y’know. Phoenix: Yeah, a change of scenery might help. Greta: Exactly. I heard Aurelio was going to invite you. Did he talk to you?

Phoenix: He did. Greta: Soooo… are you gonna go? Phoenix: Depends. Do you want me to? Greta:  You really make it hard for a girl to be a coy, you know that? Yes, I would love for you to come with us. Phoenix: Then I’ll be there. Greta: Good. Phoenix: Y’know, it’s still early. D'you wanna walk to the pier? Greta: Sure.

Phoenix takes Greta’s hand as they walk down to the pier. This time he’s more than happy to see the place empty. He looks over to see her smiling up at him.

Phoenix: Wow. Your eyes are beautiful. Are they really purple? Greta: They are. I get them from my grandmother. Phoenix: That’s amazing. You’re amazing. I’m having a really great time with you tonight.

Greta: Yeah, me too. I don’t want the night to end. Phoenix: Me either.

They walk to the edge of the pier and glance out onto the water before taking a seat on the ground. Rather than sitting next to him, Greta sits down in front of him and leans back. The feel of her so close sends a thrill through his core. He wraps himself around her. He knows that now’s the time to talk before they go any further.

Phoenix: I should probably tell you… I don’t plan on being in Copperdale too much longer. Greta: What do you mean? You’re leaving? Phoenix: Well, I’m trying to graduate early. And when I do, I’m going to get an apartment in the city. Greta: In the city? You mean, San Myshuno? Phoenix: Yeah. Greta: Okay. So, does that mean… um, can I still see you after you move? Phoenix: I’d like that, but it’s like a 3-hour drive, and I don’t have a car.

Greta: I do… or I will… by then, I mean. I’ve been saving, and I’ll be able to get one in a couple months. Phoenix: Really? That’s great, but are you- Greta: Look, we’re young, and neither of us knows where life is going to take us. I’m probably going away to college next fall… assuming I get accepted. So… what if we just make the best of now, and deal with the future as it comes. Phoenix: Yeah, ok, I can do that. Greta: Good… And I think we should start by hopping on that ferris wheel and enjoying the view. What do you say? Phoenix: Let’s do it.

Phoenix could've stayed on that ride all night, looking out at the view over the water, making each other laugh and tracing circles on her wrist as they held hands.

Phoenix: So, how do you feel about making this official? D’you wanna be my girlfriend? Greta: Girlfriend, huh? Yeah, I like the sound of that. Phoenix: Me too.

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James

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“PINKY!”

The lesser fairy shouted loudly. The poor girl had enough of everything. She was trying to still come to grips with the fact that they had messed up as badly as they did in terms of having their “guests”. She was not happy. “WHAT?!”

“We need things!!”

“What kind of things?!”

“Supplies, materials, the like.” The lesser fairy kept shouting.

Twilight saw the poor girl sag before she looked up. Her eyebrow twitched. “Very helpful.”

“Um-” Twilight spoke up.

She turned to him, with a mildly nasty look. Twilight couldn’t help but shrink back slightly. She huffed and moved her hair away from face, drawing it back into a tight hold with her hands at the back of her head. “Yes?

Twilight coughed, trying to keep his gaze low. It landed on her legs. No bad. Back up. “I can go with you?”

She didn’t look impressed.

Twilight coughed again, feeling a slight warmth to his cheeks. “Really! I’m a great tracker!”

She stared at him for a moment longer before she groaned and adjusted her hair once more. “Alright. I suppose there’s nothing wrong with it. Let me get the list from the Tweedles and then we can head out.”

Twilight tilted his head. Tweedles? Is that their name?.... What’s a Tweedle? And why are there more than one?

The girl left for a moment, Twilight fell into a moment of weakness as he watched her leave, paying a little more attention to her than he should have. He snapped his head away when he realized what he was doing. He felt so dumb. Why is he like this? Why didn’t he go get the others? Why did he offer to go with her? Alone?

She came back faster than he expected and pocket a small piece of paper in her top. Another thing Twilight felt bad for noticing. “Alright. Let’s get this over-”

She paused and looked him up and down, her annoyance morphed into a sweet concerned face- directed at him. “Hey. You ok? You look sick.”

She walked up to him, putting a soft hand on his cheek and his forehead. She was… smaller than he thought she would be now that she’s this close. He could do something. But what was it? What was his brain telling him to do? It was all action but no direction. What was happening? Man, she is so cute!

“Are you sick?” She asked him, putting a hand on his shoulder. He half wanted her to lower her hand to his arm, then maybe he could flex and then she would feel his muscles. No, that’s dumb. That’s really dumb. What is he thinking?

“I’m fine.” He smiles. “I’m.. umm… I was coughing. It’ll go down.”

She raised an eyebrow, seemingly seeing right through his fib. “Uh-huh… quiet cougher, aren’t cha?”

Twilight clears his throat. “...It was on my own spit…”

He’s an idiot. What’s wrong with him? Twilight scratched the back of his head, smiling as brightly as he could to get out of the grave he’s digging for himself. “It’s fine! Really! Let’s go get that list your friend asked for!”

She shook her head and grabbed her staff. “I hope you’re good at identifying trees and catching animals.”

Twilight’s face dropped. “What?”

“We need three different types of bark and some fur. Apparently that sword the chosen one has isn’t strong enough for what we have planned and we need to fortify it before the end of the month.”

Twilight tried to keep up, she was no longer waiting for him. “Why? The Master Sword is capable of a lot of things. It even dispels dark magic.”

“While true, we also need it to close the rifts in the space-time continuum. That being said, they’re still being made faster than we can take out. So! We better make this quick. Then the Lesser One can fix up the sword and the fairy can get off of our backs for a little bit since the plan would be in motion faster than we anticipated.”

Twilight manages to catch up to her and match her stride in an instant… Was she always a fast walker? He’s having to actually need to put effort into keeping up with her.

She walks through the hideout with startling confidence before she moves through some boxes, disappearing for a moment. Two seconds pass before her arm shows up again and Twilight is pulled through. He ends up in the middle of a forest, but he’s disoriented and lost. He doesn’t know where he is.

He’s spinning on his feet, making it worse as he tries to figure out where both of them are. “Where are- How did-”

“You can thank the Lesser One for that.” She says proudly. “It didn’t take them too long to figure out how to get through Hyrule through portals instead of going from dimension to dimension. This way. Bark number one should grow on the west side if I remember correctly.” 

Twilight follows blindly. He’s thoroughly impressed. And it wasn’t even her doing.

“How long do you think this would take us?” He asks her quietly, following her as she leads the way.

“Why?” She looks at him softly. Twilight finds his heart reaching out to the look. “Are you worried about your friends? They should be fine. The Lesser One likes your friend- Sky- Right? And the fairy seems to fly circles around Mr. Traveler. They’ll be taken care of. We don't have them to hurt them.”

“I know.”

“You know?” She turned to him shocked. “...How? I thought that-”

“I’ve been around earlier, remember? As Wolfie?” Twilight adds sheepishly. “I saw most of everything.”

Now it’s her turn to blush and Twilight is taken aback about how it blends into her hair. She covers her face with her hand. “....I forgot about how I treated you for a minute.”

Twilight grins like a doofus. “I didn’t~!”

She sends him a defeated look. “You should.”