#this is literally so cute. gfs who tap their hands.

[moralesluvr]

high maintenance gf x earth 42 miles and how he would literally spoil her sm!! and everytime she gets her hair, nails, etc done he always wants to see them #SoCute🤭

take care of my woman ft. miles morales

♡ pairings & aus: earth42!miles morales x black!fem!reader ♡ summary: your boyfriend loves keeping his girl spoiled and happy, and he especially loves to see what he does for you ♡ warnings: one swear! just sum' good ole fluff ♡ a/n: thanks for your request!! we love the softie side of mr morales ♡ got a request? | masterlist ♡

MILES MORALES DEFINITELY SPOILS YOU. Every chance he can get, he's finding reasons to provide for his girl or finding ways and outlets to get you what you want. On this particular day, you were sitting in a hairstylist's chair after Miles caught you scrolling through different hairstyles on your Pinterest feed.

"You want that one, hermosa?" He had asked you earlier when he saw you save a picture of some goddess braids to your hair inspiration board. You didn't even bother to lie and say no, because you knew he could tell if you were lying, so you just nodded and watched as he sent you three hundred dollars to go and get your hair done. As you stood up and got ready to go, he came up to you and pulled his car keys out his pocket, "Take my whip. I'll see you later, okay? Love you."

Grinning at him, you had kissed him and left his house to go to your favorite hairstylist, Monica, who has never done you dirty in the years she's been doing your hair. You were sitting comfortably in her chair, catching up on the latest neighborhood gossip as your phone charged next to her hair station. She heard it buzz and she tapped your shoulder, "Girl, your man is texting you."

"Hand me the phone, please." You requested, the device getting placed into your palm as you felt Monica start on your next braid. You swiped your phone open and clicked on your boyfriend's text.

from [mi novio <3]: hey amor from [mi novio <3]: what yo hair lookin like? lemme see

You giggled at his message, "Yo, Monica, can you take a picture of the back of my head and send it to Miles?"

Monica snorts, "You do know this big 'ole ponytail ain't finish yet, right? I'm jus' starting the third row."

"Just take it." You urged with a laugh. You heard your stylist snap the picture and click send, and within seconds, your boyfriend was texting you back.

from [mi novio <3]: yikes bae from [mi novio <3]: thats the end product? from [mi novio <3]: u need some more $$ ??

to [mi novio <3]: no u idiot, she ain done yet to [mi novio <3]: i think imma get blonde ends whatchu think?

from [mi novio <3]: get 'em, youll look cute in that

to [mi novio <3]: wait crap i dont have enough money

MI NOVIO <3 HAS SENT YOU $100 DOLLARS.

from [mi novio <3]: here u go ma from [mi novio <3]: txt me when u done from [mi novio <3]: i love u

You grinned at your phone and set it down, slumping back in the chair as you waited for Monica to finish your hair up. You couldn't wait to get home to your boyfriend and show him.

After what seemed like an eternity, your braids were finally finished, dipped, and your scalp had been moussed. You swiped your (more like Miles') card and smiled at Monica, who wished you a good day and slipped a free hair oil in your bag. You made your way outside and quickly drove back to your boyfriend's place, excited to show him your new hairstyles.

You unlocked the door to his crib once you arrived. You saw him sitting on the couch, manspreading with his hands behind his head, watching something on TV that you would probably have little to no interest in. You grinned and squealed when you saw him, plopping down next to him, "Look at my hairrrrr!"

He smiled at you, kissing your cheek, "Lookin' so fine, déjame hacer una foto."

You watch as your boyfriend takes out his phone and takes a picture of your hair, saving it to some folder. You peek over with a smile as you see the name,

my woman and the shit i pay for.

𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦 ☻ thank you for reading!

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[elliesglock]

heyyyy i'm back...with us open tea.....

for this to be even legible i'm going to split it into two days. this isn't really in any specific order because im not sure the exact dates.

day 1: coco guaff match

this day......my brain exploded. it literally changed me as a woman. because the way azzi completely just gives herself up and just openly loves on p so much!!!!!!!! i'm obsessed. we really got to see this day how paige takes care of azzi. how she loves her and will do anything for her. the dynamic of p being the gentle woman and azzi being the princess hits like CRACK and it's heavyyyy this day. i'm gonna show yall everything i found on this day.

first of all, azzi shows up to the match in a sweater and p shows up (looking very gay girlfriend coded) may i add in a purple button up and some cargos. there's a few instances where we kinda catch p and a chatting and having a good time. more p than azzi talking we already know. the vibe they give if you walked past them is oh they're such a cute couple! so attractive! and oh baby they are wearing their relationship like a shirt. you can feel the love young and the happiness in the air the way they interact. in one video, azzi is asking p (if i'm reading lips correctly) who won gold. to which paige responds im not sure. just a cute little moment. another small little cute moment....p holding azzi's food while she eats. she just :( she knew:( i love them sue me. p also has a very cute moment where she's all smiley with her phone and she taps azzi on the shoulder to probably tell her stupid little joke. and the way she look so happy to be looking at azzi :( her eyes search her face in a way and yes she's just telling a joke but it gives every time she looks at azzi she takes her all in, like she's a breath of fresh air. maybe im just over reading it but it's such a sweet moment between them. even though azzi's pretty checked out and just nods at p lololol. princess unfortunately gets so hot she takes off her sweater and then it makes me hot- oh who said that. anyways gentlewoman p's senses are def tingling cause she can't give her her jacket or do anything to make azzi feel better. she's like damn i brought my girl to this match and she can't ask for jacket cause she's hot and not cold 😑. now this is where i say the us open showed a lot about their dynamic....azzi seems pretty uncomfortable and is obviously hot. gentlewoman p steps up and decides yeahhhh this isn't gonna work. she literally does everything possible to make azzi feel better. she reaches her hands out to azzi to hold, she lets azzi lean her head on her shoulder, she literally gives her body to azzi so she can be comfortable. i sob and die on the floor. that's where their dynamic plays a part again. the way p knows immediately how to help azzi and make her feel better when she's clearly going through it. i think she's set out her whole life to be the best gf to her azzi. i'm tearing up right this no joke. also i'm listening to daniel caesar that's prob why. in clips ive seen, azzi pretty much spent this whole game either hot or uncomfortable. i know p's like damn. wanted this to be nice for my girl :(. there's an interesting moment and it's truly my favorite moment of the whole us open. azzi is very obv hot and judging by her body language she wants to leave. she seems pouty and gets close to p to whisper something to her. mind u PAIGE HAS ALLLL POINTS OF CONTACT. she's got her hand on azzi's leg, her shoulders pressed up against azzi's (she's prob the reason azzis so damn hot), and she leans down to listen to what azzi is saying. MAKE IT STOPPPPPPP. she could've listened to azzi from afar and just looked straight the match. but no. she's so soft and an active listener to whatever her girl might need. so much so she leans down, takes her eyes off the match, and listens to what azzi is saying. yall already know what im gonna say DYNAMIC!! it seems like now that azzi is not feeling that well she slips into this headspace where she just wants p to take care of her. she's all soft spoken, she's leaning her body into paige, and probably whispering that she wants to get the fuck outta thereeee. but she's safe with p she knows that :(. like yall are not listening to me. she knows p will take care of her and she knows anytime she's upset paige will be there and will keep her safe and make sure she's taken care of. i know what you're thinking. gabi it's literally just a video. but watching their body language. the way p gets so close to azzi, almost like she wants to kiss her head. it almost seems like she whispers to az just to give her a few more minutes and she'll take her home and let her lay in bed with the fan on. oh yall thought that was it? WRONG!

i think being so cramped in the chairs starts to hurt azzi's knee so she moves down a seat to stretch her leg out. (i know p was heartbroken). hence previously i think the reason p had her hand on azzi's knee/leg earlier was because she knew her knee was bothering her and was probably massaging it. GFS. but you know them. you know they're still talking even though they're separated. thank u bench moments. i'm not sure what they're talking about but i'm gonna assume by what paige does next that she was probably worried about a and azzi was being azzi and telling her not to worry. oh so this next part? yeah just die after like i did because.....WTF PAIGE BUECKERS. this bitch reaches over and strokes azzi's face and they just stare into each other's eyes for a few seconds (im so sorry dude next to them). ........! that's all i have to say. i'm at a loss for words. yall do know you are on camera right...? my dynamic agenda. gained 8 points this day. completely loving and gentlewoman p? check. absolutely dedicated to making her girl feel better p? check. DOWN BADDDDDDD AND AFFECTIONATE P?? CHECK CHECK. please bring more affectionate p to the front of the class cause i'm absolutely sick looking at these videos rn. the way she's so gentle with azzi? i could cry right now. like full on tears. how slowly she goes up like she wants to be the as gentle as possible. and the way she holds azzi's face like it's glass. the big three that took me tf out. imo all of this, they truly didn't gaf who was watching. paige wanted to comfort her girl and azzi wanted affection and they were by god gonna do it. who cares who's watching. i like that energy!! keep doing that pazzi! i still can't get over how paige is like mapping out azzi's face. i can see her late at night while azzi's sleeping just tracing her face and her freckles and her smile lines admiring everything her girl is. she has a beautiful woman and she knows it. she's gonna do everything to appreciate all the beauty she has before her. FREE ME PAIGE BUECKERS TAKE UR FOOT OFF MY NECK PLEASE. this was the moment i realized p is truly the most lovingly, lovingest lover girl to ever exist. and azzi hesitates bringing her hand and put it over p's. azzi fudd physical touch agenda gained 80 points. and paige is just looking into azzi's eyes and promising she'll take care of her. I FUCKED DIED. the trust azzi obv has in p cause i would've been like bitch fuck u get me the hell out of here, but they stay and watch coco win and they're all smiley and happy and high fiving people. truly giving the peoples couple fr fr. and they are. the people's couple even gets to meet the coco guaff. so very nations couple of them. i just love it. that pic is so we're gonna put that on our mantel when we have our own house one day coded. and i'm completely over it.

day 2: flicked up pazzi and azzi neon outfit

i'm combining these two because they're not as long as the first one and not as many moments to dissect unfortunately. we were literally fucked by everyone and really only have pics to go off of. i do have a few little video moments.

first of all, holy power couple this day. the way they look like the most lesbian aunties to ever exist. i would totally go over to their house and feel completely safe. their house definitely smells like lavender and their guest rooms has super soft and clean sheets. that's what their giving this whole day. pls adopt me pazzi i'll clean whatever u need me too. they have a little carpet moment and take power couple photos. p and azzi again, have the biggest fucking grins on their face. they literally seem so freaking happy this trip :(. it's like oozing from them. paige looks amazing, azzi looks amazing. i know paige was sooooo geeked this day looking at azzi and the same for azzi. they look incredible. p has her digital camera a lot and from what she posted on insta, azzi was taking a lot of pictures for her :). certified girlfriend photographer azzi fudd btw. we also get the beautiful selfie paige took on her camera. 😍😍. like that's a beautiful couple. if i didn't know them i would wanna be friends with them immediately and have them tell me their whole love story. we get a cute little moment in the stands where p is putting back her camera in her little bag and a goes to help her out. little helpful princess she's cute. i really wish we could've gotten more azzi this day she seemed so full of happiness and so soft with p this day. u can tell by the smiles on their faces this day it's A LOT less hot and more comfortable for azzi this time lolololol. they seem so happy. p has a huge grin on her face the whole time. so does azzi. apparently when p was putting the camera back in her bag it was right after the picture on her insta azzi took of her standing up. there's that. again if i was looking into this completely unknowingly i would think they were newly married. they just have that glow to them. maybe p was hitting it right this trip cause azzi is literally glowing like the sun. after this azzi and paige go and meet the whole scandal and greys anatomy cast. i would just love to see their initial reaction because i bet they both had just the biggest grin on their faces and were so happy they couldn't stay off each other. i can imagine p just being so happy she's jumping up and down and like squeezing azzi's hand 😭 ipad kid ass. they get a picture with the cast. they both seem so happy after this bc i mean they get to have their dreammmmm. getting to meet your fav shows cast and also having a gf that looks as good as azzi does this day. GENERATIONAL BAG.

the day where azzi has the neon outfit and paige is wearing jorts and a tee. first of all the way they're matching??!?!?? brittany are u trying to kill me? we get some REALLTLTLRLEKEIKE sexy azzi pictures that i think paige took. she looks absolutely stunning and i know azzi got a few kisses after p took those photos. they seem tired but happy this day. looks like they wanna go home to their beds and cuddle to sleep off the jet lag together :(. there's a cute little video somebody caught of p yawning and stretching after the game and the way azzi is standing against her? ummmmmm???? she seems like it's her natural reaction to reach up and put her hands under paige's shirt on her waist but she stops herself. they're both chatting and are soooo close im surprised they haven't kissed yet. and the way azzi is looking up to paige when she stretches. again soft azzi was ALIVE these last two days. i truly loved to see it. azzi looked beautiful idk if ive said that. surprised paige didn't just start making out with her right there. i wouldn't have been able to resist. all in all, this day is so soft and cutesy and makes me so happy to be pazzi nation.

in conclusion, the us open changed my life. no i don't mean anything about tennis. pazzi at the us open changed my FUCKING life. i've never been the same. they were screaming i fucking love my girlfriend and we're together forever. p had her moments and azzi had her moments now too. i hope you can see these moments and make out who does what in the dynamic and how sometimes they take turns. i love pazzi and i wish they would come back home. goodnight!!!

also as you always know, i tried my best to find every moment to mention but if missed something pls tell me and i'll add it! thank you! 💆‍♀️

[cheonstapes]

hiii lovie! first off, i love love love ur writings so much idk how to describe it but you write so… pretty? it’s like I’m reading a love letter from elle woods teehee, second how would you feel about miguel x maddy perez!reader? i just have a really good feeling of miguel liking his women kind of mean, lack of vocal filter who won’t hesitate to kill anyone for him (like LITERALLY) but she’s also a big softie to those who she finds dearly to her. miguel knows how tough she is but knowing her past and what her ex had done to her, miguel would most definitely be protective of his woman. IDK I JUST THOUGHT IT WOULD BE SUCH A CUTE CONCEPT HDJDJDND OK ILY BYE

miguel o’hara stars in… ‘YOU LOVE TO BE LOVED’ (*･ω･)ﾉ

a/n~ i've never watched euphoria believe it or not, so i watched it for you anonnie!!!!! it's interesting! thank you lovely for the request, sorry for the wait baby, sorry it's a bit short💗

cw; SMUT!! not a lot, reader is lowkey a killer, miguel is whipped, blood, fluff, cutesy couple shenanigans! NAWT PROOFREAD - shame on me!

sorry, but i think miguel would love to be taken care of by his strong woman

he thinks it’s so sexy when you take charge, knowing when you say what you say — you mean it

you two are practically polar opposites, especially with the way that you dress

he doesn’t mind if you dress more revealing than most cause he knows you can take care of yourself and he’s can definitely take care of you too 

he loves how soft you are behind closed doors too — the whispers and the pure domestication that you exude when it’s just you two alone is too much for him to handle sometimes 

he even proposed early cause he knew you were too good to let go

when he found out about what happened with you and your ex, he was furious 

the thought of someone putting their filthy hands on his girl never failed to rile him up — it was his go-to motivation when he’s at the gym beating the fuck out of those punching bags

he knows despite how tough you may seem, deep down you’re still sensitive 

he pays mind to not raise his voice at you and he never, EVER, puts his hands on you — unless you’re into that

you spoil him, as much as it pains him to see you spending money on him (he should be doing that for you) he wouldn’t refuse it, knowing that’s just how you love

and when you see the cashier tryna chat up your man right in front of you?

miguel says a silent prayer for the poor soul

your nails tapping against the counter as your eyes twitches slightly — you somehow manage to sweetly ask them to meet you out back

when you come back a few minutes later, wiping the blood off of your cheek he just smiles — kissing that same cheek and grabbing your hand, “ready to go, baby?”

he’s that type of boyfriend that would keep an arm around your waist 24/7, making sure he walks closest to the road, carrying you over puddles

it’s extra as fuck but anything for his baby

speaking of anything for you…

definitely a service dom!

he 100% would let you top whenever, i doubt he would be insecure about you taking the lead

when he’s domming, he makes sure to listen to everything you ask of him

you want him to go slower? sure!

faster? sure!

pound you into the mattress? of-fucking-course!

mans just wants his pretty baby to feel good cause that’s what you deserve!

he’s the type to grab your hips, grinding deliciously into your cunt as he pants into your ear — telling you how sweet you are, how much he adores and worships his queen

he’d love it when you’d ride him too, he wouldn’t want to take control either 

just letting you pleasure yourself till your hearts content, it doesn’t even matter if he cums or not — as long as you’re satisfied 

ANYWay

miguel is such a big simp for his meanie gf

giving you all the biggest kisses and titty sucks you deserve

( ◠‿◠ )

-RAAAAAAAAAAA

[j0kers-light]

currently thinking about j with an anemic gf ✊😔 i need a bf who can support me and my sleepiness and random lightheadedness 😫. i need a nap buddy 😪 and shout out to all my fellow people with rarer types of anemia that don’t just affect iron 😔😔✊

Hey hi anon!!! 🖤✨

HUGE shout out for representation!! Anemia does not just affect iron levels. Let’s discuss in detail love. This one is personal. Cheers to the anemic gurls! As always, I hope you enjoy!

You’ve been diagnosed with anemia for years (not just assuming you have it and tossing the condition around like its a character trait🙄) Moving on.....

It’s more complex than just low iron levels in your case; you are literally fighting for your life since you lack blood cells. It messes up everything in some way shape or fashion.

For example 👀 Your heart needs blood and oxygen to function. No surprise it decides to stop working when its starved of those two key ingredients and its aggravated by heat.

As a result, you’re constantly sleepy/weak and Joker pokes fun at you for falling asleep mid conversation or during simple tasks.

You can't help it! You have limited energy and to compensate, you take lots of naps. One every day that last at least two hours although you can sleep for much longer.

(Chaos once slept for an entire day much to my family's horror. Back to the hc!)

Joker thinks its cute when you curl up somewhere and crash for hours at a time. All you need is a blanket and a cool environment and its a wrap. An earthquake couldn't wake you.

Joker loves to find you fast asleep because he can join you and be as clingy as he wants. Nap dates are 100% a thing in this relationship and they happen anytime, anywhere.

Since you're so weak, you need a strong protector. Joker turns you into a blanket burrito and then holds you like his personal teddy bear. Remember Joker walking into his meeting with you in his arms from No Disrespect? Same concept anon.

And let's not talk about how your anemia affects your menstrual cycle. Let's just not. Bottom line, you run the risk of being admitted to the hospital it’s that bad. True story. 👀

You had no reason to tell Joker about your medical conditions because HIPAA is a thing so he's completely unaware that you have severe anemia.

You have an extensive jacket and blanket collection and you wear hoodies year round. It makes for an odd sight in the summer.

Your hands are always cold to the touch and Joker asks if you're related to Mr. Fries. 🙄❄ J jumps in shock when you touch him unexpectedly they're that cold.

Joker loves to "warm up his Bunny" (I hc Joker running like a furnace so he is the perfect boyfriend if you're anemic!)

You forgot your jacket? Joker pulls you in for a hug. Too cold at night? Hehe well.... 😏

Joker doesn't like when you space out. You get this glassy look in your eye and it takes you a while to come after he calls your name multiple times. You just mentally check out.

That's your body not having enough blood cells to carry oxygen to your brain. You literally do a Windows shutdown before coming back online with a slurred "huh?"

You reassure Joker that you're fine but he's not convinced. 👀

You hate the summer. Period.

Joker thought since you're always cold, the warm temp would be perfect, but you refuse to go out if the weather is higher than 88 degrees.

Joker finds out why extreme heat + anemic!Y/n = disaster the hard way.

Joker dragged you out of the apartment to an outdoor event claiming that you needed some 'sun.'

You would enjoy the event were it not a record breaking 99 degrees outside. You are short of breath but Joker is having fun so you grin and suffer in silence.

The first hour is okay, your Fitbit doesn't send you any health alerts. However your condition can happen suddenly and without warning. Its only a matter of time before you go tap out.

One second your laughing at something Joker said, the next, you skip the lightheaded phase and enter the dangerous cardiac stage of your condition.

Joker's voice sounds fathoms away and the loud festival becomes background noise as your heart fails. Your smart watch is beeping like crazy and the sound of it steals Joker's attention away from scanning the crowd for threats.

You have that spaced out look that he doesn't like.

"Bunny?" Joker's own heart skips a beat when your eyes roll back and you faint into his arms.

People nearby scream at the sight and Joker was left in a pickle. Yes, he wants to get you medical attention, but he can't draw too much attention to himself while doing so. Every second is precious and he tries to keep a level head to think of what to do.

Thankfully the local EMTs have personnel nearby for these types of emergencies and they rush over. Poor Joker is pushed to the side as the professionals notice your medical bracelet and get to work.

Joker tried to remain calm as they shock your heart and then start an IV on you.

He shivers feeling the AC being pumped into the medical building onsite. You would love the cool temperature if only you were awake. What was wrong with his Light?

Did someone poison you while he wasn't watching? Were you sick and he hadn't noticed? Nothing was making any sense to him.

"You her spouse?"

Joker blinked in shock at the random question being asked. The EMT repeated the question until Joker nodded along.

Joker looked the part so the medic continued along.

"Okay... well she had another vasovagal syncope episode. You know the drill. Dehydration, her anemia upsets her heart and add in the extreme heat; here we are. We gave Y/n her normal cocktail of vitamins before she suffered an actual heart attack, but I suggest taking her home out of the heat and keep an eye on her. She'll be drowsy for the next few hours but nothing she's not used to. If she starts to regress, call 911. Uh sir? I’m not done!"

All Joker heard was heart attack before he rushed to your side.

Imagine his surprise seeing you sitting up on the medic cot, cracking jokes with the field nurse. You were fine compared to the bunny that collapsed into his arms almost two hour ago. The nurse was removing your IV line when you spotted Joker standing in the doorway.

You waved your empty juice box at him. "There's my lover boy! Look, they gave me orange juice!"

You have some explaining to do when he gets you home. There's no way this is normal to you.

sadly it is J. 🥹

[fuwahua]

Day 17 - Raspberries

✮⋆˙ TKTober Day 17 - Raspberries

✮⋆˙ Tags: Yelan/Yanfei (Established relationship), bullying your gf cutely, tummy, raspberries, fluff!

“I love your stomach window.”

“Hm?”

Yelan turns to Yanfei with a raised brow, the fabric of her tunic stretching as she does. The thin black fabric over her stomach creases and straightens, subtly shiny under the sun, and Yanfei sighs. “It’s so sexy when you stretch like that.”

“That’s the point.”

“I love your uniform. I love your job. I love you. Can you hire me?”

Yelan snorts, coming around the breakfast table. She plucks the half-drunken cup of black tea from Yanfei’s hands with ease. “Teyvat to Yanfei—are you awake yet? I told you to get some sleep last night.”

Archons, she knows. It’s not that Yanfei doesn’t want to sleep but rather that she literally can’t these days: after accepting a domestic case that appeared absurdly simple for the client’s proposed payment, she found herself unfolding Pandora’s box. Both sides of the divorce case wanted to claim ownership of an old property they’d inherited from the wife’s side but only after extensive research in the Qixing’s folders had they discovered the house was built on Adepti reserved non-residential land. Then, to add to the complexity, it was never officially claimed by said Adepti, so right now the entire case (and her paycheck!) is on hold until they can determine who it belongs to, if it legally can be claimed by any party.

A nightmare. An honest and true nightmare made worse by the fact that they can’t make any breakthroughs until the Qixing return with official word from the adepti (apparently Yanfei doesn’t count due to conflict of interest) so she was going to get some actual shut eye yesterday, only to get jump scared by her girlfriend sliding in from the bedroom window and occupying her all night instead.

Hey, wait a second.

“You’re the reason I didn’t get any!”

Yelan whistles. Yanfei groans, face falling between her arms on the table. She’s so tired.

“Please tell me the qixing has responded.”

“You’d be the first to know if they did.” Another groan. Her only solace is Yelan’s hand ruffling her hair, stroking the area she likes between her horns before drifting down to pat her back. “Hey, up. It’s breakfast time.”

“Not hungry.”

“Aw, poor baby.” Yelan’s voice is teasing, near. Her arms encircle Yanfei in a half-hug, tugging. “Come on, up. Eat.”

“Don’t wanna.”

“Yeah?”

“Mm.”

“You sure?”

Yanfei yelps as the hands around her waist pinch her without warning, eyes shooting open in alert as sleep leaves her at once. Yelan’s lips meet her ear, the sound of her kiss loud before she purrs. “Because if you don’t eat, you’ll starve. And if you starve, your sexy tummy I love is going to disappear.”

“Hehehey! Yelahahan, stop!”

“Don’t wanna,” Yelan mocks. Yanfei gasps, scrunching up her shoulders as Yelan traps her against the table, tapping along her sides. It’s overwhelming, the feeling of her hands on her scales, oversensitive and exposed under Yelan’s knowing fingers. Her knees jump and bang against it, causing the cutlery to jitter, when Yelan’s nails scratch her hips. “Careful, babe. Don’t want to spill the breakfast I worked so hard on.”

She squeaks as Yanfei’s hands spider up to her underarms before diving further low, sliding under her skirt and scratching her thighs. It’s terrible, maddening, made worse so by the memory of Yelan doing the exact same thing yesterday with very, very different intentions. Yanfei squirms, legs kicking in protest, but Yelan’s weight keeps her rooted to the chair. “AHAHALL YOU DID WHAHAS BUY YOUTIAO!”

“Mm, from your favorite vendor.”

“Leheheht gohoaha—wAH!”

She’d call her the worst if it wasn’t for the shriek she emits as Yanfei’s hands hook under her thighs and pulls her straight out of the seat; her head swings back only to be caught by a gentle hand before she hits the table. Yanfei pants, hair splayed around the countertop, eyes stuck on her ceiling (did she always have that crack there? Was that water damage?) before looking down to Yelan hovering above her hips. She shivers, scotting away, but Yelan’s hands rooted to her hips keeps her from absconding.

“Hehehe… come on,” Yanfei bargains, swallowing as Yelan’s nails tap on her stomach. “Let’s have the youtiao before it gets cold.”

“You can heat it back up again, can’t you?” Yelan coos, nuzzling her stomach. Her blue hair drags along the surface as she moves, spiraling the scales along Yanfei’s ribs and she giggles. “I just want to have a quick snack first.”

“S-snack? No, YelAHAHAHAHAN PLEAHAHAHASE!”

Her horns do bang against the table, the sound loud but no louder than the screech of her laughter as Yelan holds her down, lips vibrating as she blows raspberry after raspberry against her navel. Yanfei shouts, squirming, screaming, her legs kicking wildly in the air as incoherent pleas escape her with every shockwave running through her body, but the mischief glistening in Yelan’s eyes promises no quarter. It tickles so much, a vibration down to her core, and when she tries to beg for a break it dissipates into wild giggles until—

Clang!

Yanfei gasps, jolting, as Yelan’s body flanks her entirely. She’s flush between her body and the table, shivering with residual giggles, as Yelan’s shoulders blanket both sides of her head. A moment passes, then another, and it’s only when it’s clear that no intruder is in the house that Yelan relents with a sigh and pecks her cheek.

“You okay?”

“Yehehe,” she chuckles, leaning up and kissing Yelan on the lips. Her girlfriend smiles into it, the slant of her lips inviting, and she kisses her again. “What was that?”

Yelan snorts. “See for yourself.”

That’s never good. Yelan climbs off her with an outstretched hand before hauling Yanfei upwards against her chest. She points to a metal bowl on the floor, bag of youtiao fallen out of it, and teases. “You knocked that off with your squirming.”

Oops. Did she? Yanfei flushes, trying to picture herself laughing on the table, desperate to escape Yelan’s evil tickly mouth. Yeah, okay, she probably did it. Wait. “Hey! Who’s the reason for my squirming, hm?”

“Guilty as charged,” Yelan says. She bends down to deliver another kiss to Yanfei’s temple, then once more on her horn. Yanfei shifts, pleased, when Yelan pulls her up and delivers another on her lips. If this was the reward for catching guilty criminals, Yanfei would never retire. “Come on, I want breakfast. Someone kept me up all night and now I’m starving.”

Yanfei’s eyes narrow. “What happened to your snack?”

“Wasn’t enough,” Yelan says. “Unless it wants some more?”

She squeaks, ducking away to grab the metal bowl. “Nope! Get the soymilk, will you?”

Yelan’s chuckle echoes in the room, fond, as her hand graces Yanfei’s horns with a gentle tap. Pyro gathers along her fingers and it’s only a minute until the youtiao are crispy once more; she sets them on the table, rearranging the chairs, only to pause at the sound of a hum. She looks up, staring now, as Yelan traverses her kitchen with ease: she could arrange it with her eyes closed by now, familiar, the pop of her cabinets opening matched with the clatter of cups and cutlery, glass seasoning boxes and bamboo mats. Yelan’s hum is low, comfortable, and as she gets on her tip toes to reach the top shelf, her tunic flutters over her stomach.

Yanfei sighs.

“I love your stomach window.”

Yelan laughs. The soymilk spills slightly over the glass cup, and she cleans it with a smile. “I love yours too.”

[yumjunniie]

crush | lee jeno

☆ warnings; bullying (light), making out, boob play, hand job, loss of virginity ( m & f), fingering, masturbation (m). reader is on birth control (still wrap it b4 u tap it ppl) ☆ genre; fluff & smut.

☆ word count; 1k

☆ summary; you noticed lee jeno always getting bullied on how he rather study than party. people called him a nerd or told him he gets no bitches, even your friends decided to poke fun at him, but you didn’t think it was fair. one morning as he was getting picked on, you helped him but it led to him being your “bf”. yes, you found him attractive, intelligent, and cute. maybe a tiny crush on him. so you talked to him, got to know him, and fell deeper.

waking up was the same as everyday, cool weather, dim sun lighting, birds chirping, smell of freshly made coffee and breakfast. you loved mornings like this. you got up to get ready for school and went downstairs for breakfast. “hey mom” you greeted. “hi my love, don’t forget to take jisung to dance practice after school today” your mother reminded you. “yes ma’am” you giggled. “PARK JISUNG HURRY YOUR ASS!” you yelled. “hey watch your mouth” your mom warned. “I’M COMING LOSER.” you rolled your eyes as you poured your coffee.

“alright i got my things let’s go” jisung hurriedly rushed out the door. “bye mom” you said as you kissed her goodbye. “bye kids, love you!” “love you too” you and jisung yelled in unison. you pulled up into the school parking lot and parked your car. locking it you hear trouble already. you look over to see what’s happening and it’s not good. “hey isn’t that your friend lee jeno” “yeah, i can’t believe this is happening again,” he exhaled. “get up loser, ready some lame book to tingle your dick” bully 1 laughed. “it’s just my chemistry h-homework, ” he stuttered. “stop being a nerd and get your dick wet for once” bully 2 said as he pushed him onto the ground. you walked up next to your friends. “i can’t believe this is happening at 8 am,” you sighed. “i know it’s fucking funny” your friend giggled. you furrowed your eyebrows. “not it’s not” you responded angrily. “what are you his girlfriend? why are you defending that loser?” she said. “someone has a crush.” your other friend said.

“so what if i did, you guys are nothing but assholes who have nothing else better to do but ruin someone’s life” you shout. “come on, get up, fight back,” he said as he pushed him once more. “how about you go fuck off” you got in his face as he backed away. you turned back around to go help jeno up and gave him his chemistry book back. “wow, would you look at that! lee jeno found himself a gf” bully 1 shouts. “s-she’s n-not” he stuttered. “yeah i am his gf and what about it?” you looked around and questioned. jisung couldn’t believe what he heard neither did jeno. honestly you couldn’t believe what you were saying. “come on jeno, let’s go to the lunch room.” you grabbed his sleeve and left. everyone is literally shocked.

“y-your not gonna like take me to your house and give me a super fuck boy makeup look to distract people for who i really am right?” jeno said. “no you’re cute just the way you are” you replied. ‘oh shit i just called him cute’ ‘she just called me cute’ you both stood quiet, ears burning red. “look i’d like to be your friend, my name is park y/n” you said as you reached your hand out. “j-jeno” he stuttered as he shook your hand.

the past couple of months with jeno has been really fun but the tension is seriously getting to you. the hugs he gives you when he’s greeting you, the quality fun who guys have when you guys study, playing video games, even when he sleeps over just to be with jisung, the air gets hot. you noticed little things about jeno that makes your throat dry and your skin burn up. when he focuses on his homework, he’ll lick the corner of his lip or when he’s winning a game his hands are fast and veiny on the controller, or the way he man spreads when he eats popcorn while watching a movie. you couldn’t believe yourself for getting turned on over normal things. you thought about it every night.

your mom was going out on a date tonight so she invited jeno to hang out with us. the doorbell finally rang, you ran to the door. “h-hey jeno” you stuttered. ‘dude did u just stutter’ “hey y/n” he came in closer to you to give you a hug. he pulled away as he saw sungie coming down the stairs. he looked so hot. in that black tee, and grey sweats. and those glasses. you literally felt your pussy throb. “hey y/n can you bring us some snacks in the kitchen” sungie yelled. “y-yeah coming” you quickly went into the kitchen to get the snacks and drinks. “here you go jeno” you leaned down to give him his coke. he gulped as he got a closer look into your shirt, showing your cleavage. it was getting later into the night, jisung felt tired so he and jeno went into his room as you went to yours. “goodnight” you heard jeno through the wall. “night” you replied, it fell quiet it after that.

you woke up to go use the bathroom, you checked the clock. “2 am” you groaned. you slowly walked into the bathroom and opened the door. “oh my god” you shouted quietly. jeno quickly put his sweats back on. “i-i’m so sorry jeno” you apologized. “i-it’s ok.” you ran back into your room. ‘that was kinda hot’ you thought. a few minutes go by, you couldn’t sleep. “i-i’m sorry you saw that” you heard jeno apologize through the wall. “i-it’s ok, i liked what i saw” you confessed. “r-really” he stuttered. you couldn’t help yourself but to feel so horny. rubbing your clit through your shorts just wasn’t enough. “yes, w-would you like to come into my room?” you were waiting for a response but the answer was already opening your door. you turned your lamp on and sat up. patting your bed to let jeno know he can sit.

“you said you liked what you saw, do you wanna know why i was in the bathroom touching myself” jeno spoke up. “why?” “you looked so hot in your pjs and your tits look amazing in that shirt” he confessed. you took your hand and put it onto jenos neck pulling him closer to your face, looking into his eyes, and slowly kissing his soft lips. falling onto your bed, having him on top of you, brining your hand up and down his abdomen. pulling his hair slightly as he moves his lips to your neck, lightly sucking. soft whimpers escaping your lips, he stops as you lift your upper body forward to take your shirt off. “are you sure you wanna do this?” jeno asked. “yes, do you wanna do this?” you asked back. “more than anything” he smiled back at you, kissing your lips once more.

you take your bra off as he stares in awe. “don’t stare.” “s-sorry, you’re just so beautiful” he gulped. you smiled taking his neck again and pulling him into a kiss, you take your hand into his and lead his hand to your right breast. massaging his hand and playing with your sensitive nipple, causing you to moan a little too loud. he puts his hand over your mouth. “jisung is in the next room.” he shushes you as you nodded. you start kissing him some more, taking his shirt off, tugging his sweats to let him know that he can take it off. pulling away he takes off his grey sweats and throws them somewhere in the room. you take off your shorts and kick them somewhere else. jenos mouth latches to your nipples, sucking onto the sensitive bud, making you gasp for air. he takes his hand into your panties, slowly putting in one finger, and fucking you gently until you’re ready for another. jeno loves hearing the sweet sounds you make for him. his cock is so rock hard from how good you look under him, taking his fingers so well. “i’m gonna cum” “let go pretty girl.”

the nickname making you shake slightly on his fingers. you take a moment to breathe before you take both of your hands onto jenos boxers. releasing the biggest girth dick you’ve ever seen, you couldn’t believe your eyes. “h-hey don’t stare” he stuttered. “sorry but you’re huge” you physically gasped. he blushed harder as you took some of his precum into your hand to give him a long stroke down his dick and back up. ‘wow reading all that smut really paid off’ you thought. his groans and slight moans were so hot, you thought you were gonna cum again. “fuck” he heavily breathed out. “i-if you keep going i’m gonna cum” he warned. you ignored him because you were simply fascinated with how easily you’re affecting him. he took his hands to shoulder, laying you down. “i wanna be inside you before i cum” he growled out. you nodded “please” you begged simply. he kissed you lips once more as you took his cock into your hands and rubbed the tip of his cock onto your pussy before slowly entering.

he slowly puts more in. “are you ok?” you nodded “you can move now” he slowly fucks into you just to be sure. once he hears your moans getting louder he knows it feels good for you too. he kisses you again, looking into your eyes as he thrusts harder. “feels so good” “yeah do you love it” “yes i love it, i-i love you” you moan out. “i love you too” he whimpered. “ s-so close” “cum for me pretty girl.” you came undone as he pulled out of you and came on your stomach. “will you be my girlfriend” jeno asks quickly. “yes ofc i would” you answered pulling him into another kiss. “YOU GUYS R FUCKING GROSS” jisung yelled from the other room. “SORRY” you guys yelled back before cracking up.

a/n: and you n jeno lived happily ever after while jisung was traumatized 4 life :)) LMFAOOOO i hoped you guys enjoyed. i’m clearly still on my jeno things <3 this is lowkey wack 😭- em🪬

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[downtwngrl]

hi!! i was wondering if u could write about steve with a shy gf! i literally cannot stop thinking abt steve getting a huge crush on the girl thats tutoring him🫶

like he’s struggling in english or smth and his tutors very sweet n girly but just so shy n he thinks shes just so adorable :(

a/n: this is so cute hdisjdosnso!!

“so, steve, um- what is the outsiders about?” you tapped your pencil against your cheek, waiting patiently for a response. you were tutoring steve harrington, the guy you had been crushing on for many years during. he was sweeter now, and didn’t make you feel very invisible anymore like he did in the first couple years of high school. he was also dating you now, and every time you thought about it you got all giggly (which he thought was super fucking adorable).

“well, it’s about these guys- uh, the greasers?” you gave him a nod, urging him to go on, but he sat in front of you, frozen. you gave him a smile, looking down at your paper at the next question.

“okay, so who is the main character? what are a few things about him?”

“oh, there’s ponyboy, and he has two brothers and likes to read, which is a bit weird.” you frowned a bit. you like to read. he seemed to realize what he said, grabbing your hand and making you look at him. “i didn’t mean that! it’s not weird, my word choice was super wrong. sorry.”

you didn’t register anything he said because oh my god steve harrington has your hand in his, and his other hand is on your cheek. your face felt hot and you turned away, desperately trying to look at anything but him. he stared at you for a second, eyebrows furrowed, until his slight frown turned into a smirk. “y’know, you’re pretty cute when you’re flustered.”

your eyebrows shot up in surprise and you covered your face, feelings even more embarrassed. “stop! i am not flustered.” you huffed, grabbing your paper and hiding you face with it. “next question, what-“

“no, no more questions,” steve grabbed the paper and set it down, pulling his chair closer to you. “y/n, do you wanna go on a date tonight, 8:00?” wow, that was very straightforward. you looked up at him, mustering up enough courage to give him a quick kiss on the cheek and get up, grabbing your purse and smiling when you saw the lipgloss stain on his face.

“s-sure.” you winced, your confidence immediately going down when you heard your stutter. “fuck, there goes the one chance i had at being a little hot.”

steve stood up and walked towards you, grabbing you waist and giving you a long kiss on your lips. “that’s okay, you’re adorable so it works out.”

[astranva]

TikTok Series | Anyway, so.

Word Count: 1.2k

Category: Fluff

Warning: Idk, language? Idk anymore but no heavy stuff it’s literally just TikTok content

Request: for your tik tok series i can imagine y/n and harry trending and harry would be like “what did you post now?” and it would actually be the fans this time. the “i’ve never seen two pretty best friends” with videos of them being like they are both pretty so that’s a lie. loving that series

** THIS IS SO CUTE I LOVE IT! i hope you like it, and let me know what you think 🤍

// masterlist //

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The numbers only went up with your TikTok; the views, the likes, the comments, and the followers.

What started as just you having fun during quarantine, ended with a verified account and demanding fans of your boyfriend asking you to take part in many challenges and pranks.

“y/n’s tiktok is basically just her cooking or pranking harry or dueting stans’ videos with a hood on and i love every second of it”

“tiktokers: doing stupid shit to gain money

y/n: anyway dudes, here’s how to make grilled cheese with no cheese for if you’re too broke to get any”

“when y/n duets thirsty tiktoks I just can’t help but think of how much I want a partner this chill”

“can anyone start any new couple challenge already? I want new harry & y/n content k thanks”

Fans were vocal about how much fun they had with your TikTok, some adding sentiments that made you emotional like;

“never thought I’d feel connected to anyone who’s with harry but here’s y/n replying to tiktok comments like we’re all a bunch of friends”

“I kid you not, the reason why I’m excited to eat at school is because I’m always excited to try y/n’s easy recipes and I just love her so much”

“not me meeting y/n, harry styles’ gf, at the grocery store today and greeting her like we grew up together bc that’s how I feel about her”

Along with laughing together at videos, you and Harry also seemed to always have a new catchy song to sing around the house ever since you first installed the app, with how it has helped artists’ music go viral. Hell, even funny songs would get stuck in your brains.

On your phone was proof of that. Standing behind an oblivious Harry as he cooked one day, he was in shorts and a tight top, flipping toast on the stove as he sang, “Chicken wing, chicken wing, hot dog and bologna, chicken and macaroni, chillin’ with my homies,” wiggling his butt as he did.

You hadn’t posted since the “How well do our brains work together” TikTok you posted with Harry, so when you saw yours and Harry’s ship name trending with 84.7 million views to it, you were confused to say the least.

Sitting beside Harry as he was on his laptop, you moved closer to lean against his side, his arm reflexively wrapping around you.

“We’re trending on TikTok.”

“Aren’t we always?” He smugly asked, looking at you.

“No,” you laughed, “Usually after I post something, yeah, but I haven’t posted in two weeks.” You said as you clicked on the hashtag, seeing pictures of you and Harry in many videos along with different faces with titles.

Clicking on a video with 6.3 million views, you and Harry watched as a girl filmed herself with the background music sounding and someone speaking through it, “I ain’t never seen two pretty best friend. It’s always one of ‘em gotta be ugly.”

The music then stopped, Nicki Minaj’s voicing being heard, “Ummm...Chile. Anyway, so,” before Noahplause’s song, Runnin’, came, and with it came pictures of you and Harry.

A picture of the both of you from Dunkirk’s premiere; Harry in his suit with his arm around your waist as he looked down at you with a smile. You in a dress that matched the color of his suit, one hand on his chest and another on his shoulder, smiling to the cameras.

A picture of you lying on the sand at the beach in your swimsuit with your eyes closed, Harry’s head resting on your stomach as he looked up at the camera with a neutral face, it being a picture from when he was filming the Watermelon Sugar music video.

A candid picture taken by paps of Harry standing behind you with his arms wrapped around you, his chin resting on your head as you stood in a park with a couple of friends.

A selfie you had posted to your Instagram story of you lying your head on Harry’s shoulder, him looking to the side, making his sharp jawline perfectly appear.

A picture of you and Harry kissing from one New Year’s party you attended; your hands on his cheeks, his tangled in your hair. It was a low-quality picture, but it still showed clearly that it was the both of you.

You and Harry were watching with amused expressions, laughing in surprise at the trend his fans seemed to start.

“This is so cute, what!” You laughed at the video, “Let’s watch another one and duet it.”

“What does that mean? What do we do?” Harry asked, looking at you.

“It means, I’ll choose to duet so when I post it, the two videos will be aligned together and we’ll watch that video as we record.” You explained, scrolling before pausing the next video and tapping on ‘Duet.’

“So, it’s like a reaction?”

“Exactly,” you nodded, “Ready?”

“Yes.” Harry grinned, turning his body slightly.

Your phone showed yours and Harry’s faces, both of you with small smiles before you made sure that the mic was opened and began recording, the video you were reacting to beginning to play.

It started with a ceiling as the man spoke his line. When it came to the guy saying “two pretty best friends”, Harry had mouthed along, gesturing between the both of you making you laugh.

Nicki then spoke, and in came Runnin’ with pictures of you and Harry.

First one was of just you smiling to the camera.

At this, Harry’s smile widened.

Second one was Harry smirking at one of his shows from 2018.

You hummed, nodding slowly.

Third one was of you with makeup, an eyebrow raised and a hand to your temple, posing for the camera.

“Insanely good.” Harry said slowly with a shake of his head, eyes fixed on the phone. You cooed, pouting at his comment.

Fourth one was of Harry smirking in the tulle-detail, off-shoulder trench coat from his Vogue photoshoot.

“This one, yes!” You exclaimed, causing Harry to laugh.

Fifth one was the same picture of the both of you from when he was shooting his Watermelon Sugar music video.

“I love this one so much.” Harry said before giving a genuine closed-lipped smile as he remembered the exact moment the picture was taken.

“Right?” You smiled.

Sixth one was a video of the both of you dancing, your arms around his neck, his hands holding your waist, as it showed the both of you grooving with Harry singing to you with a smile on his face.

“Shut up, I didn’t know this existed.” You gasped, Harry chuckling.

Seventh one was a picture taken by a friend of yours; your eyes were closed in childlike happiness, Harry sitting beside you and looking down at you with a dopey smile as one of his hands squished your cheeks.

“Hey, that’s my lockscreen!” Harry beamed, instantly holding his phone to yours, showing that the last picture was, in fact, his lockscreen so excitedly before the video ended.

Posting the video, you added a caption to it:

“we have the biggest smiles on our faces. you’re all so adorable thank you😭 (also 10/10 for calling us best friends)”

“We are best friends,” Harry said, letting out a sigh before dramatically wrapping both arms around you, giving you a squeeze, “Best of!”

[silverrstarrr]

Headcanons of Eren with a Black s/o!🍡

(Happy black history month babes! Remember blm isn't just in this month but all year long :p)

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• You guys most likely met in your high school years.

• I feel as if Eren would stare a lot at you during freshman year. Not in a bad way but in a Curious/adoring way. I mean all his friends are white lmao💀

• He probably approached you during a class period you guys have together.

• I don't think he would be ignorant? But he'll most likely ask to touch your hair.

• Maybe you have braids, locs, or passion twist or your natural curls out/4c Afro—doesn't matter, he'll ask to touch your hair.

• Of course you can decline and tell him no, he won't really fuss over it. He'll even apologize.

• But trust me, he's going to keep staring 😭 he thinks you're really pretty, don't worry ;)

• He won't care about your Skintone/shade, lightskin, brownskin, dark-skinned. He likes them all, I don't see Eren ever have a preference in girls in general.

• Whoever he likes, he likes.

• You guys hit it off in your freshman year.

• He'll ask a lot of questions about you and your culture and your hair

"Hey, why do you wear braids??"

"Is your hair really this long? Wow 😁"

• PLEASE LMAO, I TAKE THESE AS AN INSULT BUT I KNOW HE'S JUST HE CURIOUS 😭

• You'll have to explain to him about your hair.

• You guys most likely snapped and he sent a streak of him getting out the shower and his hair is wet.

• You'll go on about how you can't wash your hair everyday, that you have a certain wash day and his reaction is like "😲"

• Poor baby is like "woooow" and ever since then, he's been hook up to learn about your lifestyle, your family, cookouts, etc. He just wants to know you.

• He calls you pretty a lot.

• Not in a flirtatious way just because he thinks YOURE really pretttyyyy. He's just stating the obvious queen🙄❗

• He offered to go to the Beauty supply store once or twice to buy your weave/pick out the next color. Or he'll just accompany you.

• Also would pick out your next nail color, maybe hairstyle.

• He doesn't care if you wear lakefront, wigs, braids, or natural. He believes they're all beautiful. Plus he understands that our hair need protective hairstyles and can't really, yjehehejehwhww iykyk.

• During BHM, he would do the mossstt.😭

• He'll buy you food and buy you hairproducts.

• He'll constantly post about African American stories on his social media.

• Talked Armin into making a poem about discrimination and racism then made him read out loud to you in the hallway😭

• Would buy a BLM shirts for him Mikasa and Armin.

"Look y/n! We're supporting your people. Remember we're on your side. BLM!!"

• IM CRACKLING TOO MUCH LMAOOOO.

• Don't worry, he's has the right attitude but mann💀

• Depends on the type of person you are: you probably confronted them and told them to relax. Or, you dealt with it and the embarrassment 😭

• You most likely ask him for Reparations 🙄❗🤞

• He deadass would give you them.

• He'll be confused at first and probably wouldn't  even understand the word 💀

• But he'll give you money though LMAO.

This was 15 year old Eren, moving on to when he's older.

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• You guys are older. You've been introduced to the rest of his friend squad. Jean, Connie, Marco, sasha etc.

• Jean most definitely thinks you're pretty and fell for you at first sight. Eren didn't like this at all.

• Eren never really understood why he didn't like it when Jean played in your braids. Eren then started to purposely make you lay between his legs so he play with your braids before Jean could.

• They probably reacted the same as Eren about regarding your hair.

• Eren would take it upon himself to explain and even tell them about Lace fronts, sew ins, braids, etc

• He'll probably show off about  how much he knows about your hair.

• Eren would ask to help you with your hair.

• He most likely looked up YouTube videos about how to plate hair or how to deal with your hair type in general.

• You could probably teach him. He wouldn't understand the first time but with practice, he's pretty good. Not better than you though 🙄🤞❗

• Carries Hair ties, brushes and combs on him just for you.

• You also carry hair ties for him because of his long hair.

• You're the person who even puts his hair into that sexy ahh man bun🤨❗

• Most likely help you on wash day. Massages oil into your scalp.

• Supplies you with hairproducts.

• Likes it when you play in his hair. During PE, you guys would sit on the bench. Him between your thighs relaxing as you caress his hair.

• You guys look so cute and perfect while doing this. Connie and Sasha would always tease you about being Eren's gf.

• Loves your food! Like literally, he's in love with it.

• During the summertime, you invited him to a cookout. A lot of your family members stared at him but you know, they're accepting and gave him some food, chatted him with etc.

• Ever since then, he would always ask your mom to come over for dinner or save him a Plate lmao😭

• Sometimes if you were to cook, he'll be in the kitchen watching you

"Why are you watching me?"

"I wanna watch you so I can learn to cook your food and surprise you one day with it."

"Suurree but you can't out-cook me."

• He'll then smirk and accept that challenge.

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Sorry I just realized I've only been talking about yall friendly part, lemme get into more intimacy 🥲

• He always have his hands on your hips, waist or ass.

• Maybe you're cuddling in the library or something, his hands are on your ass.

• Black women naturally have curvy bodies In my opinion. And curvy can mean thick, skinny or in the middle. They're still curves.

• He loves kissing your lips. Either that or your neck.

• When you're walking together he always have his hand around your waist.

• Eren seems like the type to hug you from behind and kiss the top of your head.

• I dont think he's big on PDA but that doesn't mean he won't do it.

• You're talking to Jean? Wraps his arms around your waist from behind and places his head on your shoulder- kissing your neck.

• If you so happen to have thay dump trunk in the back, he'll always caress it, give it a pat or smack it. But in the most sly way ever.

You're in the hallway, chatting up with Jean. You guys are discussing the topics of what was recently covered in class. Jean cracks a joke about how the teacher was talking and their looks. You laugh at the small insults he was throwing at your professor. Eren recently just left his class a few doors down from where you and Jean was. He notices your long box braids from down the hall and sees a tall male walking alongside with you. Eren quickly caught up with you guys. As he walked passed you, his hands slides over and grabs a good squeeze from your ass. Naturally you wouldn't mind but for some reason you got embarrassed and flustered. Most likely it was because Jean was there. Before you could respond  and complain to him, he leans over and places his lips against yours. Obviously, you kiss him back as his free hand grabs your chin, deepening the kiss. It was passionate. The kiss was probably to make up for his sudden actions but it was also because he missed your presence and touch. The way your lips felt against his own, his hands grasping and holding your hips rolled, everything. Jean rolled his eyes,

"Okay lovebirds, I get it." You break away from Eren with a small smile. You turn towards  Jean with an apologetic look, since he did just kiss you in the middle of a conversation.

Jean nodded and said his goodbyes, he'll catch up with you another. Watching as his figured faded within the crowd, you turn towards Eren and smack his arm. He let out an "ow" in response.

"Eren, what was that for? I usually don't mind it but we were chatting."

He lets out a soft groan and buries his head into your neck. He released the grip on your rear and just lays it there as his other hand slips down and does the same. You tap his back and he raises his head from it's previous position. You give him a few quick pecks, wrapping your arms around his neck, he quickly to returns the small kissed back. You both smile at one another, letting out a small giggle.

"Its okay baby, I miss you too." You peck his cheek for the last time.

"We can walk home together after school, meet me at my last period class." 

Eren face brightens up when you say those words. Mann, this boy was in love. The bell rang and you notice all the kids scrambling to get to class. He releases his arms from you and grabs your hand as you both scurry along to your next period class.

He drops you off and waves at Armin and Marco that happens to be in your last period.

"Remember your promise y/n!!" He said as he walked off to the direction of his class.

You rolled your eyes jokingly and settled in to class.

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Okay bonus:

I feel as if Eren would talk you into making those tik toks that beautiful darkskin/brownskin woman do with makeup and their cute ass hair. Of course you'll end up doing it because he kept hyping yo ass up and wouldn't let it down.

The video actually goes viral and gets a decent 345k likes with 1.1m views. Some of the kids in school  came across the video and started chatting up with you. Even some guys you never knew before started to hit you up but Eren gets so Jealous and has you hold his hands always in the halls 😭

Okay thank you loves! Please request/suggest things for him. I don't mind doing one of these for Jean, Connie, etc. Next up are my jjk men 🤨❗

[shhhlikeme]

can I get hcs of kenma and tendou with a quiet and reserved S/O but she’s secretly really pervy? Nsfw maybe 👉👈 I love your writing!! (*^▽^*)

Thank youuu😘

You may! I‘m writing Kenma’s separately because my posts are too long so look out for pt. 2 later! Ps. Idk if it’s spelled ‘tendo’ or ‘Tendou’ so I might swap from time to time lol.

I literally love this one shot!

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Tendou Satori x “Timid Girl by Day: Naughty Girl by Night” S/O

(Slight NSFW)

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“I was in the chess club, too Y/N. State champ, 1984!” Exclaimed Tendou’s father loudly. His mother, who was sitting across from him at the restaurant dinner table beamed at him.

“She’s a keeper, Tendou. You better not do anything to lose her!” Satori’s mom reached over to hold onto your hand and you gave her a sweet smile, happy that you had won your boyfriends family over.

“I was state champ last year,” you mumbled to his family quietly and they practically gushed to death.

“How did our strange Tendou get you?” Questioned his mother rather rudely.

she shoulda kept that in the drafts

You shrugged, feeling the need to defend your love. “Tendou is the kindest, most gentle, honest boy I’ve ever met. I’m lucky to have him. Right, Ten?”

Your boyfriend Tendou had been staying out of yours and his parents conversation for the majority of the night, a little because his parents didn’t need any help in counting his faults but moreso because his girlfriend......had her foot pleasurably kneeding his crotch under the table. Very pleasurably, considering the man had a mild foot fetish. You were softly running the underside of your foot along his length that has hardened fully due to your ministrations. You used your foot to nudge his thighs apart and fondled his balls.

“Right, Ten?” You repeated.

Tendou looked at you across the table when you evilly invited him into the conversation, knowing that he wasn’t listening a damn.

“S-sorry w-what?” He pretended to cough quickly in order to cover his moan when you fondled his balls. You were literally going to make him cum and you haven’t even stuttered once when talking with his parents.

“Aren’t you listening?” His mother snapped.

“He never listens.” His dad muttered.

“Your parents were just saying how lucky you are to have me because of how quiet and reserved I am.” You gave him a sexy smirk and slowly grazed the length of his his member from top to bottom. Tendou had to increase the force of his coughing and look away because his eyes wanted to roll to the back of his head.

“Sweetheart, drink some water will you?” His mother waves the server over and points to the water pitcher.

“And Ten, I was telling your parents how you are the best boyfriend in the world because you......”

Tendou couldn’t listen to you when his thoughts were so consumed by lust. It wasn’t his fault that he hadn’t any more blood in his brain because it had all migrated south. He was so turned on by not only your movements, but the fact that everyone who knew you, including him, thought you’d be the last girl to be doing what you’re doing right now.

He fell in love with the shy girl in school—because you were so pretty and quiet and you spent all your lunches in the library like he used to do before Ushijima invited him to start joining him for lunch. You were very reserved, never choosing to roll your school skirt to make it shorter like all the other girls in school and Tendou saw that as endearing.

And you were nice to him. When he built up the courage to sit next to you and start a conversation, you were quiet but the nicest person he’s ever met..... Even though his personality should have scared you like it did everybody else.

you two started dating and you never changed from being mousy and reserved

That is.....until it came to anything sexual

Something intimate had only happened between you two once before and you had been interrupted by Tendou’s parents, but he caught a glimpse of your very strong naughty side

But even that brief moment was nothing compared to this

Touching him under the table while his parents were right there....this was one for the books

But what can you say? Your perversion came out like a bat of a hell when you saw Tendou so nervous introducing you to his family, looking so cute in his green tux. You’d never seen him so reserved but you knew it was because his parents weren’t his favourite people in the world. You don’t know why but seeing him like this made you want to make him orgasm, and he was rendered powerless to stop you

“Ten, are you not feeling okay honey? You haven’t been answering us.” You asked your redhead sweetly as you agonizingly-slowly removed your foot off of him and slipped it back in your flats. You gave him an innocent bat of your eyelashes.

Tendou held back his whine from your removal.

His parents asked Tendou if he needed to go see a doctor again due to his strange behaviour that he used to exhibit when he was young.

Satori only needed to see the doctor if they could give his gf a prescription of what to do with a bf’s serious case of blue balls.

Nevertheless, Ten tried to explain himself to his parents because the threat of seeing his childhood doctors was an absolute no.

“N-no I mean s-sorry! Y/N, parents, I-I’m fine, trust me—“

You interrupted him. “No, I don’t think you’re fine, Ten.”

“Yes I am—“

Irritated with him, you turned to grin at the older couple. “Mr. & Mrs. Tendō, your doctors are very unnecessary. I know just how to help your son,”

Tendou watched how you brought a glass to your lips after you spoke. You had asked the server for a straw earlier, which was pretty odd in a five star restaurant, but now Tendo knew why. With your eyes innocent and with his parents eyes on their son in worry, you took a sip of the water. Then, you slipped the straw further into your mouth suggestively. You circled your tongue around it for your boyfriend’s hungry eyes only. Tendou’s dick twitched under the table.

You rendered the sexy clown speechless momentarily. lets all applaud

“Son, I thought you got over that awful odd phase you’d been in because you got to Shiratorizawa....”

Your bf rushed to defend himself even though he barely heard his father. “Dad! I promise I have and that I’m fine! I don’t need any more help—“

“It’s nothing like that, Mr Tendo. But you do look like you’re a little under the weather, Ten. Maybe you need to leave early?” When your boyfriend’s eyes flicked back to you, you flicked the tip of your straw with your tongue— the same way you wanted to do to certain other tip.

How can your eyes remain so innocent as you do this?! Satori thought. Horny, annoyed with his parents, and confused, Tendou shook his head at his dad. “No! I’m okay, reall—“

You kicked him under the table. The idiot was not getting it! “No YOU’RE not, Ten. I think you’re feeling sick. With JUST a cold. And I think you need me to take you back to my house so I can nurse you back to health, correct?” You spoke slowly hoping your boy would finally get the gist.

Finally, that lightbulb turned on. 💡

Our cherryhead baby was like:

Bruh.

His eyes lighting up because the sexy redhead FINALLY understood your sexual innuendo, he nodded. His mind ran with thoughts of you and him in your bed: hopefully naked. Keeping up your impeccable sweeter than though charade that his parents ate right up, you turned to his parents. “I recently got my acceptance letter into the nursing program at Kyoto University.”

“What?!” Mrs. Tendō’s jaw dropped. She grabbed her husbands hand and squeezed it excitedly. “But that’s one of the top 2 Universities in Japan!”

You smiled, blushing shyly. Your boyfriend was shocked at how you are truthfully so insanely bashful and that it wasn’t an act with his parents. He couldn’t think about that for long though, because in that moment your foot unexpectedly grazed his erection again and it felt sooooooooooo good that he had to let out a strangled cough to cover his moan again.

You were happy with his reaction. “See, the poor thing is still coughing. Would you two mind if I took him home to help him? I promise he’ll be back to normal after.”

“Go ahead, chess champion, Kyoto U student!!!! Please keep our son and be a good influence on him!”

Satori couldn’t help but think, ‘Good influence?!’ As he bit back a moan of sexual frustration when you removed your foot again. He was embarrassed by how close he was.

“Great!” You smiled. “Let’s go, Ten sweetheart. The sooner we get home the sooner I can make you feel better.” You got up, straightening your humble dress and rounded the table so you were standing behind your sitting boyfriend. His parents began busying themselves with collecting their things.

From behind, you leaned over and whispered in your man’s ear,

“When we get to my house, I’m going to make you cum so hard that you’ll make a riddle about me, too.”

Your boyfriends eyes rolled back and his leg started tapping on its own like a dog wagging its tail.

Tendou’s parents were busy with the cheque.

“Our valet just pulled up so we are going to go now, but Thank you so much for joining us for dinner, Y/N.” finished his parents approvingly. “You are without a doubt the kindest, sweetest, most modest scholar we’ve ever met. And by some miracle you are dating our son! I hope you get out of that timid shell one day, Y/N, because you deserve all the praise.”

You blushed, giggling like a school girl as you hugged your boyfriend, just enough so that he could feel your boobs pressed to his back. He wagged his tail more.

“Thank you, Mr. & Mrs. Tendou. I promise that I shall work on my timidity and modesty.” On your son’s dick, that is, You thought to yourself, smirking because you were only a 10-minute drive to your house.

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Baby Kenma in part 2 later lol

[robinskey]

ok so i loves ur teddy fic and i think ur teddy is amazing and it’s officially christmas season- no it’s never to early for me- soooo i want to request a teddy lupin x reader were remus and tonks are alive and have a small 2 bedroom cute house and the reader is teddy’s gf/ friend ya know they have no idea what they are, and it snowed in and now they have to share a bedddddddd and clothesssss and it’s pure ass fluffffffff. PLSSSSSS

A/N: This is Day 4 of my 12 Days of Ficmas! I wrote a first part/teaser to this yesterday, and here’s the full-length fic. Enjoy! :)

Warnings: Flufffffffffff

The night of the dinner arrives

You’re panicking, of course

But you want to dress to impress, so you squeeze into an itchy fancy outfit

An outfit not at all appropriate for the bitter cold outside

And you’re literally shivering the entire drive over to his house

(Your parents are Muggles so of course they bought you a car, even though you don’t actually use it much)

It starts snowing around the time you pull into the Lupins’ driveway

And you’re too distracted to think about how hard the snow is falling and how that could potentially be a problem later

Are they going to like you? Does it even matter?

Well, of course it matters, because you really like Teddy and even if he doesn’t feel the same-

Tap, tap, tap

The pitter-patter on your window is soft and gentle but still causes you to jump as you’re jolted out of your thoughts

Teddy’s so excited to see you that he doesn’t even notice

He’s wearing a grey jumper that compliments his turquoise locks perfectly, and his face lights up as you hop out of your car

“You look…wow,” he says, eyes flickering over your outfit 

“Good wow?”

“No. Amazing wow,” he says, and pulls you into a hug. You bury your face in his cozy sweater, and the embrace lasts just a little too long to be friendly

But then he breaks away and brings you into the house

His parents are both in the kitchen, bustling around to get everything together

The table’s all set

“The guest of honor has arrived!” Teddy announces, and his parents both spin around

You’ve caught glimpses of them before, when they’re dropping Teddy off at the train platform for school and the like, but you’ve never seen them up close

His father is tall and scarred and raggedy, but you can tell he’s where Teddy inherited his kind eyes from

His mother barely comes to his father’s shoulder, but she’s so full of smiles and rocks bright fuschia hair and her energy fills the room

They both offer you warm hugs and handshakes, then a plate of food

You spend the next few hours eating and chatting and forget completely about everything else

Everything feels natural, really, and the time flies by

In fact, by the time you even think to check your watch, it’s already half past nine

You start saying your goodbyes and head to the door

Only to find out that it won’t budge

“What’s wrong?” Teddy pipes up

Teddy’s father (who you’ve since been encouraged to call Remus) goes to the window and lets out a low whistle

“I haven’t seen a snow like this in years”

He holds open the curtain for you to peer out

Sure enough, several inches of precipitation have accumulated on the ground

Not a trace of your little red car remains, as it’s completely coated in white fluff

Your mind starts reeling instantly and you start panicking ever so slightly because you know Little Red will end up in a ditch if you try to take her anywhere, but you’ll end up in a ditch if you try to return home without her

“Why don’t you just stay here tonight, dear?” Teddy’s mother(Tonks) proposes

“Oh, I wouldn’t want to impose-”

“You’re not imposing, Y/N. Any friend of our son is welcome to stay here whenever they like”

“But-I don’t have any of my stuff, like clothes-”

“You can borrow something of mine,” Teddy offers. You can’t help noticing the slight flush that illuminates his cheeks as he says it. He looks your way, but you glance at the floor as you nod in agreement

And as if on cue, Tonks lets out a tremendous yawn

She whisks her husband off to bed, and then it’s just the two of you, awkwardly lingering in the dining room

After several moments of uncomfortable silence, you murmur, “So, um, is there a guest room or something where I could stay?”

“No, but you can have my room. I’ll sleep on the sofa”

You can’t stop the small laugh that escapes your lips

Teddy’s long, gangly limbs spread across a sofa slightly bigger than a loveseat?

“You don’t need to. I don’t mind sleeping on the couch. You can have the bed”

“Come on, Y/N. You’re my guest. I’m not letting you sleep on the couch”

“Fine. Then you’re staying in the bed with me”

The words tumble off your lips unexpectedly, but you don’t regret them for a second

And though you expect Teddy to protest again, he surprises you by simply holding out his hand

You slide your palm into his, and leads you to his room

Ten minutes later, you’re laying in Teddy Lupin’s bed

You’ve got on one of his sweatshirts and a pair of his flannel pajama pants

And despite the fact that you’re both laying in his tiny little bed, he is doing his best to make sure you’re not touching

You know it’s just because he wants you to feel comfortable, but you’re

You’re pretty sure he’s about to fall off the bed at any given moment

Because he’s halfway dangling off it already

And then, finally, he does

There’s flailing and then a thump

“Merlin, Teddy, are you okay?”

“I’m good. I decided the floor’s much comfier than the bed”

You both burst into a fit of laughter that lasts several minutes

And then, when you finally calm down, you reach for his hand in the dark

Your fingers interlace automatically, as though they’re meant to fit together

“I know a way to prevent that from happening again”

“Yeah?”

“Curl up next to me”

“You sure?”

“Yes, I’m sure,” you say. “Come cuddle me, you dork”

As Teddy settles back into the bed beside you, his arms wind around your waist

He buries his face in the crook of your neck, and you can feel how profusely he’s blushing

And you’re really glad that you got snowed in

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[peaches-of-1]

Peachtober | Day 31: Masquerade

Summary: It’s been two years since you and your love Namjoon met. Another year, another Masquerade Ball. However, this year is a bit differnt. Joon-ie is acting different. He’s still your’s, right?

Warnings: Angst, smut at the end, cheating(?), fluffy smut, breeding kink (let me know if I need to add more)

Also, the answer to all my weird questions: @hobis-baby-prince @therealredraven @dimpled-rapper-stan

You and Namjoon had been seeing each other for almost two years. The 25th Halloween Ball is what both of you called your first date even though it was by chance. It wasn’t soon after that everyone knew you as the girl probably dating Namjoon because you were in fact dating him. Four months after meeting, fans had created a ship name for you two: Squirrel and Tree because he was so tall and you were so cute and brown.

It had been your boyfriend’s idea to start a Lovestagram for all of your couple photos instead of putting your couple photos on your individual pages. Those were more for who you were as people and more about careers and friends and life outside of the partnership.

You had been performing as Eurydice in Hadestown which was literally one of the best roles you had ever gotten. It was nearly a year of you playing that part. However, the internet was calling you an unfaithful gf because of how you would kiss another man that wasn’t your boyfriend. You loved Namjoon more than you did Kim Woosung no matter how silky his voice was in comparison to Joon-ie’s natural growl.

Woosung had taken up acting with most of his group serving right now, and it just so happened he was playing Orpheus with you. Today’s show was no different. He made his lovestruck eyes at you and asked Hermes (played by Shinhwa’s Hyesung) if this was a real deal or not.

Then we walked single file on the moving platform, me trying to console him from behind, but not getting through to him.

“Orpheus, you are not alone. I am right behind you. We're all behind you, and I have been all along. We have been all along…The darkest hour Darkest hour of the darkest night Darkest night comes right before the- Right before the--”

Just as Fate had dictated, he turned around to face you, making you gasp in response. He wasn’t supposed to turn around. The thought of the audience was one.

“It's you…” He says with a smile, glad you were actually there.

You nodded, “It's me…” and sang his name one last time starting to cry. “Orpheus~…”

His eyes were so full of hope as he sang back, “Eurydice…” with all the love in his heart...before you’re taken away.

He didn’t hold up his part of the deal. You had to go back. You screamed and he reached as you were pulled back into the darkness by the workers. Then you all had two more songs to do while everyone in the audience was crying even if they had watched it a thousand times before. Hope tended to bring people more tears than tragedy. This show had both.

A moment of silence and then the crowd cheered. Flowers were tossed onto the stage as everyone finished up everything and soon enough, you were back in Namjoon’s arms. He hugged you.

“You did a great job, 공주님. As always.” His smile was hidden behind his mask, but made his eyes smaller as they were pushed up by his cheeks.

You kissed him once you were done with the stage door, “Thank you, 왕자님. Where to for dinner?”

“Our apartment. Pizza and 치맥 are waiting for us.” He said.

“Let’s go!” You said and pulled him along in your matching sweaters that you took pictures of this morning before he dropped you off at work.

There was a couple simply standing in front of your door, both in white diamond encrusted masquerade masks. The two of you instantly froze and prepared to run. Your hand was already reaching for the pepper spray when they both bowed. Rabbit and a Butterfly.

“Please don’t be afraid. We are only here to deliver this year’s invitations.” The taller one said.

Namjoon nodded, “Right. Almost forgot. Please, come in if you have the time.” and moved to open the door.

He unlocked it. You knew who the Rabbit was, but you weren’t sure about the other. Butterly was Namjoon’s Mentor, his Guide. Yet you had no clue about her identity except she was well revered in k-pop history. Your guess had been someone from SNSD. You weren’t allowed to know, however, so you would spend many years wondering.

Once inside, you jabbed Heechul’s arm, “I hate when you show up unannounced, and you know that.” no longer in awe of everything he was. You were too close of friends for that.

“Ouch. Don’t treat me like that. I’m working.” He chuckled and then pulled out a five colored envelope from his pocket.

Your name was on the back. Namjoon was handed one by his Mentor with his own stage name on it in neat hangul. You received the letters with both hands and thanked them.

“That’s not all.” She said, the Butterfly. “You have to wear this too.”

Medium sized boxes that most likely held your masks.

They then told you “Happy Halloween” before leaving. There was something strange about the look she gave your boyfriend. You weren’t the jealous type. You swear! It just stuck out for some reason. Seemed, unnecessary.

Both of you opened your invites away from each other and called the ones who had just been in there to set up an appointment for your fittings. You looked at your invitation.

Emerald. Green. It seemed as if the invitation really was made of the gem itself what with the way it sparkled and all. After about half an hour of conversation, you two snuggled up with animal night masks in matching pajamas to eat cold pizza and watch the latest episodes of Jin’s and Taehyung’s TV shows. Even Yoongi was a judge on a singing competition nowadays.

You had described your dress to Heechul saying you wanted to show off your legs. This wasn’t the Christmas Ball held by him each year, so you could be a bit less covered. Ruffles too, but not too many. You looked at your card again and what had come in the box. Your mask, yes, but also the emerald choker you’d be wearing.

Emerald. With these Masquerades, you let yourself be a bit extra and ignored the rules of fashion a bit. Today was your off day after all, so you followed the Rabbit’s tracks to the tailor’s shop on the outskirts of Seoul. You and Namjoon would find out each others’ color on Halloween Day. This cast of Hadestown had a less famous understudy, and you wondered if she was going to be invited or not. You kept a close eye on your phone to see if it’d be cancelled that day.

Heechul was in his rabbit mask the whole time you were being fitted, giving comments as you were done up and beauty was stitched around your frame. He also asked about your makeup.

“Sparkling and green, both eyes and lips.” You replied. “I might even do some green highlighter, but I feel like I’d be stepping into Elphaba territory if I do that so perhaps silver? To match the accessory?”

He nodded, “You gain a bit more fashion sense every year, a bit bolder.”

I chuckled, “Well, it’s never consistent. I always want to be talked about for being stunning.”

“And you are, even if the fans don’t know your name.”

“Absolutely. It’s a fun guessing game, and sometimes I realize that I’m wrong when I guess who’s behind the mask.” You replied before changing back into your regular clothing and heading to the museum with Namjoon.

Six days until the ball and the two of you would be leading some middle schoolers through some American Fairy Tales. You dressed up as Little Red Riding Hood while Namjoon was the wolf. The young teens loved it and saw it as a learning experience for their culture class. 

Five days until Halloween arrived, and you spent time working on your outfits for the ball before you had to go in for the show. You put on your many layers and boots and then did your makeup. It was really simple makeup for everyone, so you didn’t need anyone to do it for ya. Taehyung showed up today, surprising you with a kiss on the cheek and some flowers.

“You’re so sweet~” You said. “We’ll go out to eat after the show.”

“I have stuff to film today. I’m gonna be late because I wanted to watch your show, so maybe next time.” He replied.

You smiled, “Lunch on Halloween? We can invite the others out for ice cream with us.”

Taehyung asked, “What kind of ice cream would you get?”

“Matcha probably. I love the color of it. Maybe mint.” You tapped your chin. “What about you?”

“Lemon. Something with citrus.” He smiled his boxiest smile. “Have a good show, (Y/N). I can’t wait to hear you, my Little Songbird.”

So he would be wearing yellow for the ball. You wondered what jewel that coincided with as it was 10 minutes until curtain. One look over your makeup and outfit and you got checked by the costumer. She said it was done correctly and that you had everything. The cast be recording for the Original Cast Album after tomorrow’s show.

You were the one who really pushed for this before the original Hades aka Super Junior’s Siwon officially retired from the entertainment industry to just chill with his family and show up on variety shows every once in a while.

The ball was in four days, and here you were in a binder, leather overalls, and a brown belt with holders on it while singing your solo.

What I wanted was to fall asleep Close my eyes and disappear Like a petal on a stream, a feather on the air

Lily white and poppy red I trembled when he laid me out You won't feel a thing, he said, when you go down Nothing gonna wake you now

Dreams are sweet, until they're not Men are kind, until they aren't Flowers bloom, until they rot, and fall apart

Is anybody listening? I open my mouth and nothing comes out Nothing, nothing gonna wake me now

Flowers, I remember fields of flowers Soft beneath my heels Walking in the sun, I remember someone Someone by my side, turned his face to mine And then I turned away, into the shade

You, the one I left behind If you ever walk this way Come and find me lying in the bed I made

You sniffled at the end and let out a huge breath before smiling and showing off a red carnation in your hair. It was the only one they were video recording for you today since everyone already did the wall song earlier.

Your dress was nearly finished as the spooky romantic holiday was three days away. They no longer needed you to come in since all they had to do was add the sparkle to the skirt and torso. You hugged the tailor and told him you were excited to see his finished project. His partner was there too and she’d be helping, but she didn’t like physical contact all that much. So you simply bowed and said the same thing to her.

Hadestown wasn’t performing today after yesterday’s two shows, so you all went out and helped to hand out candy and visit children at a hospital while we dressed up as our characters but in a more traditional sense. You were a glittering fairy. The kids were interested in your curly hair and some tried to grab at it, but you told them it was better to ask first if you let them touch it at all.

It was hard to say no to such cute faces, though.

Two days until the ball, and Namjoon seemed rather…secretive? He had been going out a lot lately and not telling you where. However, BTS was currently on a break so it couldn’t have been for work. If he was working while he was supposed to be relaxing, you were going to fight him.

“Doubt Comes In” played in your mind as you tried to stay strong and trust him. You did. More than most of your own family members if you’re being completely honest, but that was because he would always communicate with you. He wouldn’t usually leave while you were sleeping without leaving a text saying he had gone out. Namjoon didn’t always tell you what he was doing, but it just seemed so very uncharacteristic of your lover.

Halloween was tomorrow, and you two were doing a Vlive together as you usually did on Wednesdays. It was the two of you cooking a winning recipe with fans as they could watch from three different cameras. Today was an American Korean fusion dish of black bean alfredo pasta with some sweet cornbread as a side.

He cuddled up behind you and gave you a back hug, “You mix that cornmeal so well.” he purred and kissed your neck.

You giggled and bit your lip, “Aren’t you supposed to be boiling pasta?”

Namjoon knew your weak spot, and you knew he wanted something. He was teasing you in the most innocent of ways since you were live.

Your prince hummed, “To think, maybe one day, we’ll be doing this stream with a crying baby in the background or a hungry tike pulling on one of our aprons.”

You stopped stirring to look at him, “You gotta marry me first.”

He winked, “I’ll think about it.” and gave a shy chuckle as he went to go finish his end of things.

Then you two ate with fans watching and answered some questions. Doubt was still nagging at the back of your mind, but you smiled through it knowing he would never betray you or your heart. You loved each other more than anything in this world.

He waved his hand in front of your face, and you focused on Namjoon’s smiling face as he chewed. Then he chuckled.

“You were staring~.” He said in a sing song voice.

“I love you so much.” Was your reply and kissed his nose.

Your Joon Bug scrunched up his face with affection and then you two went back to eating. They wondered if you were having kids or getting married any time soon.

“We’ve talked about getting married.” You replied. “But not as much recently. We’ve just been so busy. Maybe on his next break, we’ll have our wedding. Who knows?” you laughed.

He started singing, “‘You take me in your arms and suddenly there's sunlight all around me. Everything bright and warm, and shining like it never did before.’”

You chuckled and blushed, “You never sing on streams.”

Namjoon shrugged, “I love you so much. Also, guys, make sure to get tickets to Hadestown and watch my wife in the lead role.”

Your fork dropped onto the table, “Wife?” you asked as he used the term 여보 which was mostly used by already married couples.

“They were just asking about marriage, so I wanted to try it out.”

You put your hand on your cheeks because you were blushing so hard, “You. I don’t. I need a minute. Ah, my heart!” you went away from the camera and did a little happy dance.

Just him saying that word and referring to you was enough to make your heart race a thousand times in a second. To actually be his wife. To be the one he wanted to spend his life with. That was a moment worth more than your weight in gold, or diamonds, or emeralds. Or amethyst. Namjoon’s invite was on the coffee table, and you were just barely able to make out the words.

Today was the day when you got to wear your dress to the Halloween ball. Your mask was in your hand while Namjoon was looking in the mirror trying to put on his Jewel, a choker matching yours but made of amethyst.

He froze the moment he saw you in the reflection, “Wow…you look. You’re stunning, Y/N, and here I thought you could never be more beautiful. You’re literally glowing.”

“You say that every year, 왕자님. Need help with your necklace?” You reached out as he nodded and handed it to me.

“Maybe I should’ve put the mask on last instead.” He chuckled.

You smiled as you could reach his neck better at this angle, “Your eyeshadow looks great.”

“Yours too. Hopefully, it won’t melt by the time we’re back at the hotel.”

“Hotel?” You asked. “What hotel?”

He smiled, “Surprise. Since we live quite far from the venue, I decided to book a hotel for the night.”

You gave him a cheeky grin, “Is that so?”

“Mmmmhmm~”

“Can’t wait.” You whispered before grabbing both of your invites and taking a moment to admire how Namjoon was only wearing a purple velvet blazer with dress pants and black Oxfords.

There was no vest or dress shirt under the blazer. Guess he must’ve heard your thoughts about showing more skin and wanted to partake in the look as well. You had your right leg out as well as your own shoulders to make sure the Jewel stood out. The two of you had matching feather and acorn earrings with a matching gem stud in opposite ears.

Your lips and eyes shone just as much as the choker. Namjoon had put on simple but still bold shadow. Both of you had decided to wear colored contacts in the other’s given color scheme. It was fun to wear purple contacts.

The two of you joined arms and went into the sapphire colored limousine that had the other guys and their dates waiting inside. Hobi had been lucky enough to also get emerald and wore a green and black Gucci suit while his boyfriend was in an ombre purple ball gown. It seemed they had been given matching brooches. Taehyung was in a golden yellow suit and waved, showing off his yellow citrine bracelet which matched his gf’s blonde hair which cascaded over a bold ruby red gown.

Yoongi and his partner were both in amethyst tuxes. Jin seemed to be whispering sweet nothings to his darling love as he was in his ruby embroidered blazer and they tucked their neon pink hair to show off their emerald earring. Both Jimin and his hunk of dark chocolate were in blues which made me happy because he looked best in that color.

Jungkook said hi as he adjusted the leaf shaped emerald brooch on his white cravat which peeked out of his silk green vest. He looked like a prince with his banana dressed gf by his side, both showing off their tattoos.

It had been a while since they had all been together like this, about a month or so because they had all gone home. Now you were all in the back of a limo and having a good time jamming to music and chilling to random music, featuring some of your vocals since the Hadestown album was coming out bit by bit.

“Ah, you’re such an angel, (Y/N)-ssi. You’ve grown so much since you were in Hamilton,” Jimin said. “We’re so proud of you.”

You blushed, “Thanks, guys. It helps that I was able to get a vocal coach after the ball that year. I had a bunch to choose from.”

Soon enough, you were at the rather large mansion where this ball was being held. All fourteen of you did makeup touchups before securing our masks on. Jungkook and Neveah were first out of the limo, followed by Tae and Imani. Jimin was helped out of the car by his boyfriend Evan who had gotten his hair lined up nice for this event. Yoongi and his boyfriend kissed each other’s cheeks after they got out, and Jin was the perfect gentleman helping his partner out of the car as well. Next were you and Namjoon who were then followed by Hobi and his bf Sara. 

There. You walked the ruby red carpet and posed for the cameras. The air of mystery of who was dating who even though the world knew who you were without the masks on. You greeted the livestream, and he kissed your lips before we headed in. You would be entering from the top of the stairs into the main room.

However, both you and Namjoon were stopped before and given matching crowns. Not small ones or light ones either. Real heavy crowns that had all the jewels placed in the framing. You asked what this meant, and the woman who placed it on you simply smiled and said that was for later.

She seemed to have the same build as Namjoon’s mentor but it was a different mask. It was a relief that you didn’t have to work during the ball this year and sing for attention to boost your career.

Your friend Zuzu had come to Korea to spend it with her girlfriend Amber. There were rumours about their relationship, but nothing had been confirmed. Then again, she said that they were going to go public December 1st. They made such a cute couple. Both were were wearing red. Zuzu in a dress that matched the streak in her braided hair and Amber in a crushed velvet blazer and matching pants, large rings on their fingers. Zuzu’s dark brown skin went so well with the silken gown making her appear as a volcano of affection.

She came and hugged you tightly, “OMG, you are slaying that dress gurl. Lookin’ like an expensive ass avocado.”

“Ok, Miss Bell Pepper lookin’ goddess.” You said in response getting her to laugh. “Nice to see you again, Amber.” You smiled in her direction.

“Hey Y/N, you look great.” She said in her red suit with glitter lapels.

You asked with a playful tone, “Where’s your dress~?” not even able to finish the sentence before laughing.

“I only wear a dress for certain people when we’re doing certain things.” She pulled Zuzu back by the waist and kissed her cheek.

Sara asked who Amber was with shyly because they looked so good together. You introduced Hobi’s boyfriend to the sapphic couple and they were able to hold an easy conversation while you continued to dance with Namjoon who you knew was starting to feel a bit neglected.

“You could’ve talked to them longer.” He said.

You shook your head, “I mean, I could have, but we don’t get much time to be together. You’re the one that I love in this world.”

Namjoon blushed, “I love you too.” and he kissed your forehead before spinning you around a bit. “How many children do you want?”

“More than two. Only children usually grow up wishing they had siblings.” You replied.

“Hmmmm, if we were to get married, where would you want the wedding?” He asked.

You smiled, “Anywhere you are...as long as we go to someplace really fun for our honeymoon.”

Joonie grinned, “Note taken.”

Then you got a very pleasant surprise.

Chan’s girlfriend and one of your best friends, Jay, showed up in matching sapphire looks. The media called them Chay while all her friends called them Cray because they were crazy in love. Also, we used his English name. She hugged you and you complimented each other on your outfits.

She was in a tight fitting evening gown with a lace cape. Her Jewel was a blue monochrome brooch that was clipped onto her waist. Her hair was put into a sleek ponytail. Chan had the biggest professional crush on Namjoon, and it was so obvious especially with his red ears so close to his blue blazer and pants. His brooch was on his left side, over his heart and shaped like a dragonfly. He had a layered cravat the color of cream.

Jay talked about the book she had written. Chan bowed to his sunbaenim Namjoon and the two men talked about what the younger would be doing for their next comeback.

“I actually wanted to ask you a huge favor.” She said, her Korean having a bit of a Dutch accent to it.

“Anything for you.” You replied.

She shoved a small packet in your hands, “Learn this in like an hour and then perform it real quick. It’s to promote the musical I’m making out of my book. If you just do this one favor for me, then you can have the lead. Nay, you can have any part your heart desires. Please please please? I just finished writing it this morning or I would have gotten it to you sooner.”

“I swear to God, Jay. I better get to help design costumes.”

“Anything. I love you so much.” She said and then put her arm through yours. “We’ll be back as soon as we can.”

For about an hour and a half, you studied the lyrics she wrote along with the beautiful melody. She admitted that it was based on one of her old fanfictions before she dated her current idol bf about “an introverted young man working as a barista in a book cafe where every day the girl of his dreams drops by. But what would a girl like her, beautiful and cool, want with a nerd like him?”

It was originally about Jungkook, but she got the book deal after she changed the names away from idols and towards “regular” names. She kept the lead as a Korean male, however.

And then you were rushed on stage with the music packet in front of you on a music stand just in case you needed it. Sara and his love Hobi were in the front row with Namjoon rushing to make it to see you as he was a steady source of strength.

Jay stood up on stage and smiled at you before addressing the audience, “Hello, I am an internationally acclaimed author R.R. Valravn. Pleased to meet you. My friend Y/N is up here ready to sing a song from my book because it is being turned into a musical set to debut in 2-3 years. Until then, here is a taste of what’s to come.”

She stood off to the side and had her co-writer play piano while you sang the song she had written. *

“Day in day out soft mellow tunes / accompanied by the warm scent of coffee / and the tales of others to protect / fill the hours at a distant  of a young man with a dreaming mind. / Often I wonder how the world looks / through eyes filled with fantasy / yet there is no courage to ask / for fear of waking him / for killing those dancing lights / ignorant of reality. / So I let him dream, / hoping one day the imaginations / are no longer creative ghosts / and the world is his story.”

*(Read Down the Rabbit Hole by TheRealRedRaven on Tumblr)

Everyone watched as you slowly opened your eyes to see Namjoon’s mentor whispering in his ear and then wiping her lipstick off of him. A small fire flared up inside of your stomach. She was trying to make him cheat on you. You could just feel it. You could feel there was a secret between them, and it pissed you off!

Because you didn’t want to be seen as the angry black woman, you smiled as you, Jay, and the pianist bowed together before leaving the stage.

Namjoon came over to congratulate you, “Hey, you did such a great job, Princess.”

“Don’t you princess me. Why don’t you go chat it up with your Mentor about whatever is going on between you two?” you pulled your arm away and huffed.

You found yourself in the fall tinted garden. Orange leaves were lit by amber lighting encased in black iron. False ghosts and real spider webs decorated the area. And you found yourself running into an empty gazebo that overlooked the city.

Why was he keeping secrets from you? What was so scary that he couldn’t tell you, the one he supposedly loved? You trusted him! You loved him! Did he no longer feel the same? On your two year anniversary of dating? And here you thought you were going to marry him.

“Y/N! Princess, what are you doing? What happened?” His concern sounded so truthful, making it sting even more as he tried to catch his breath.

“You tell me! I’m not blind. You’ve been sneaking out lately, when I’m sleeping. Where do you go? To see your Mentor?”

“Yes, but--”

“WHY?” You didn’t want to yell, but you did. The word reverberated off of the marble poles. “Why are you going behind my back to see that woman? I don’t even know who she is!”

“Ailee. It’s Ailee. We’ve been friends for a long time. She took me under her wing, but none of that matters.” He was so upset and confused that you couldn’t look at him.

You instead responded, “Then why are you sneaking out to see her? Without telling me when or at least why.” with your hands tightly gripping the banister. He was so good to you but it pained you to look at him.

“Because, Princess, she’s been helping me do something...for you.”

You rolled your eyes and scoff, “What do you--?”

There was a smile in his voice as he said, “Turn around and find out.”

“What the h…” The rest of the words forgotten as you turned and didn’t see Namjoon until you looked down.

He was on one knee in front of you and holding out a ring. You shook your head trying to understand…

“N-Namjoon?”

“Y/N, I’ve spent the last month trying to find the perfect ring to do this with. Ailee has been helping me because I would rather fall off this mountain than ask you to choose your own engagement ring.”

“Don’t say that; you might actually do it, you klutz.” Different tears started to build behind your eyes.

He took a deep breath, “My Princess Y/N, my love of my life, my past and my present state of being belong to you. Will you be my future, too?”

“J-Joon. Joon-ie, I…”

“Will you marry me, Y/N?” He actually said it.

You nodded and covered my mouth as tears started to cascade down my cheeks, “Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes! I’ll marry you, Namjoon. Of course I will!”

He slid the ring onto your brown hand, the orange light of the gazebo becoming softer in the moment.

Namjoon kissed you and held you tight around the waist as you hugged him still crying.

“I’m so sorry I got so suspicious. You know I didn’t--”

“Shhh, I know, Princess. I know. I just wanted it to be a surprise. I’m so sorry I made you doubt me, 여보.” He said.

You grabbed his face, “Call me that again.”

“여보?”

You kissed him, “Again.”

“여보.” Smooch. “여보.” Smooch. “My lovely wife.”

When I went back inside with the others, Jay approached me with Zuzu and Sara. 

Jay was excited, “I just got like 25 different people saying they wanted to try out for my musical or saying they wanted to fund it. Thank you so much, Y/N I owe you big time, lass!”

“Where were you two?” Sara asked, fixing his necklace.

You held up your hand, “Getting proposed to.” and showed them your ring.

They all squealed and the congratulations started. Then the boys found out that you had said yes and congratulated you. Heechul took off his mask and hugged you, saying he better be invited to the wedding.

“This wouldn’t have happened if it weren’t for you, asshole! Of course you’re invited!” you giggled.

And then Ailee approached after she hugged Namjoon and kissed him on the cheek. You went over to bow and apologize.

She just smiled at your offering, “I’ll forgive you on one condition.”

“Anything.” You replied.

“Be a good wife for Namjoon and a good mother for the children you two will raise. Work together with him and be happy.” She held my shoulders.

You nodded and giggled, “Done and done.”

“Then you’re forgiven.” The brown haired idol said, hugging me tightly.

So that’s what the crowns were for. You were Halloween Ball royalty having met and now being engaged at the party. They had known. Why would they not? You and your husband to be Namjoon danced in the middle of the ballroom until it was time for you all to leave.

Your car with him went to the hotel he booked. The small bags of luggage were already in the Lovers’ Suite. The two of you began to get out of the super formal clothing and into the more comfortable nudity.

“여보~” You said. “Can you help me out of this dress?” The question came out of your mouth as your arms were already out of it.

Namjoon came over after tossing his blazer on the plush chair and unzipped the gown, and you let it fall to the ground. You were still in your undergarments as you hung up the dress and set it on the other chair before swinging around the stripper pole that was in the room.

“Really, Namjoon. If you wanted me to give a show, you could’ve just asked.”

He was blushing, “I didn’t know it had one of these. I--”

“Mmmmhhmmmm~”

You faced the pole and then tried to climb it, but Namjoon didn’t want you getting hurt by any pole that didn’t belong to him. As soon as he kissed your neck, your legs nearly gave out and you let out an airy moan.

“When did you wanna get married?” he asked.

“Now.” You responded in your lacy mint colored lingerie smiling at him.

He chuckled and began to grope at your breasts, “Do you think it would be too much if we consummated before the wedding?”

You smiled and turned around, “No.”

Your lips met his and you unbuttoned his pants as he unclipped your strapless bra. The heat between you two increased as you became more and more undressed. You loved him. You loved him so much, and you made sure he knew that.

“I don’t deserve you.”

“I was about to say the same thing, and yet somehow you’re mine.” He said as he laid you down on the bed, your choker jewels clacking against each other.

You giggled, “It’s been a while since I’ve had you in a collar.”

He licked your ear and purred, “I could say the same to you.”

You moved your leg to rub up his crotch, making him gasp and whimper as you made contact, his brown eyes fluttering for a moment before they focused on you. Namjoon didn’t hesitate to kiss all over your chest. He sucked on your nipples making you mewl in pleasure and grab his head as he went lower and lower. His long fingers played with your clit and soon he sunk two digits inside your folds.

“Baby, you’re so wet.” He purred.

“Only because I love you, idiot.” You gave a breathy moan that hitched in the middle as he took your pert dark brown nipples between his teeth and tugged. “Ooooh, Joon-ie~ I can’t, oh, I can’t wait.”

Namjoon swirled his tongue around your chocolate areolas as he added another finger inside of you. His fingers still had several rings on them, making the texture even more enjoyable for you pussy which began to pulse at the added stimulation. Your fiance had a silly rule for having sex with you, one of the few he had. You had to orgasm at least once before he fucked you loopy. He was a gentle lover, sensitive and sweet and considerate until he got inside of your heated cunt. Then he lost all of his reason and just wanted to fuck you.

It was so cute when he got so needy. Even when he was domming or during simple sex, he’d ask for your permission to cum. Sometimes you were the one begging for release because it felt so good and you lowkey forgot which role you played for the night.

You blindly reached for his cock and began to rub it making Namjoon bite his lip and moan with his eyes closed. He was already very sticky from his own leaking precum as well. You turned the tables so that you were on top and lined up his cock with your hole and began to sink down.

“Babe, what, ah~ what about the condom?” He hissed and held your hips.

“Ah, ah, oh shit. Don’t need one tonight.” You said, stretching to fit his thick dick inside. “I’m gonna be your wife soon and we should get a head start on making babies.”

His eyes lit up, “We’re gonna have such beautiful kids. With a mother like you, oh fuck Y/N! How many kids?”

“As many as you can fuck into me.” You bit your lip and bounced on him. “Use your hips, you gorgeous idol you.” You giggled.

Namjoon lifted his hips to connect with yours, making you squeak. He smiled up at you and you clawed his chest as his cock reached deeper and deeper inside of your wet heat. Your moans filled up the room, but it was a waste to be in the lovers’ suite and not use any of the toys. You grabbed the scarf you were going to wear tomorrow and told Namjoon to tie your hands to the stripper pole.

He did and just watched you squirm for him as he searched for something for himself. What he found was a vibrating cock ring that kept him hard as he plunged into you again as you faced him. A connections of eyes and a shared smile led to a kiss deeper than his dick could ever go. So tender and yet so rough that both of you teared up.

“I love. I love you. I love you so much.” You said.

“Me too. I love you too. I can’t wait to be your husband, Y/N. Kim Y/N, my wife. Oh god, I’m gonna cum.” He said lifting your leg over his shoulder.

You gripped the cold metal made hot by constant friction, “Let’s see if we can get some twins out of you? Kiss me.”

“Always.” Namjoon thrusted his hips into you more and more and felt you melt on him as he painted your insides white with his cum.

A moment of hard breathing and your legs began to shiver as your third orgasm of the night washed over you no matter how dry it was. You could feel Namjoon’s cum leaking out of your pussy. He scooped it up and pushed it back inside you.

“Can’t have twins if you let them seep out of you.” He kissed your shoulder and laughed. “What the fuck did I just say?”

Both of you began to laugh and then he untied you and you used your mouth to clean off his dick before both of you hopped into the shower. Then you and your husband to be cuddled in the large bed before falling asleep in each other’s arms. You couldn’t wait to be his wife.

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when i said it i thought it was true [1] {Ben Hardy}

Anon asked: could you do an imagine where ben is the reader’s ex and they are somehow working together on the set of bo rhap and they fall in love all over again ☺️ could you make it angst-y and then end with fluff? i love your writing so much!!

Anon asked: could you do an imagine where the reader is in bo rhap, maybe playing as one of roger’s gfs or something and she kind of falls in love with ben while filming the scenes with him as roger 💖 very fluffy pls :D

A/N: 3124 words. Super AU version of BoRhap being filmed in the fic. There’s gonna be another part, that will fill the prompts better. This might end up being a series. I hope you enjoy. Feedback would be nice.

When your manager rings you, telling you that you’d landed a part in the Queen Biopic Bohemian Rhapsody, you were elated. Freddie Mercury was a bit of a personal hero of yours, and to be a part of his story on the big screen, it was sort of a dream come true. 

In your first meeting, you sign a nondisclosure agreement, and you’re given the latest draft of the script to start learning, as well as a character brief. The script calls your character ‘Amanda’, the girlfriend of Roger Taylor who he eventually realises he wants to settle down with. You’d seen pictures of young Roger Taylor, you wouldn’t lie, you were excited for the role. Honestly, even today he was still quite a fox.

The point is, you were excited to have a fun time on set with a pretty blonde, make some new connections, and earn some good money. Some really good money.

The other shoe drops when you’re flicking through Instagram, and one of the stan accounts you follow has posted a leaked screenshot of the proposed cast list, and there’s your name, right beside the name of the last person you wanted to pretend to be in love with. Ben Hardy; pretty blonde extraordinaire, and your ex-boyfriend.

The table read is... awkward. 

The two of you are sat next to each other, and barely spoke two words to each other. You feel unprofessional the whole time, but you’d rather be anywhere else in the world, and the delivery of some of your lines falls a little flat. The director casts a concerned look between yourself and Ben as you rattle of what’s meant to be banter like you’re reading the news paper.

“They’ve got no damn chemistry; it’s like watching a celebrity divorce hearing.” When the Director vents to one of the producers in the hall outside after the reading, you manage to catch it where you’re just about to come out of the bathroom.

“They’ll be better on set, I promise, it’s just jitters.” She tries to soothe his nerves, and they’re off soon after, and you’re left with a cold, sinking sensation in your stomach.

“You’re Y/N, aren’t you? How are you finding the set?” The guy who greets you on your first day on the Eastenders set smiles with such casual ease it feels like you’ve known him for a while, instead of having just met him.

“Yeah, that’s me.” You agree with a quick nod, rocking back on your heels as you gaze around the space, trying not to look at him for too long. “It’s a bit overwhelming.” Actually, what’s overwhelming is that he’s talking to you. He’s Ben fucking Hardy, pretty-boy on the soap-opera scene, and he’s talking to you on your first day.

“Yeah, you’ll be right though; if you need any help or anything, just give us a yell, yeah?” And you realise he probably doesn’t know who you’re playing, or how you’re involved in that Season’s arc, but you certainly did.

“I didn’t know you could play drums.” You’re trying to be casual when you say it, but you see Ben tense where he’s sitting on a sofa in the rehearsal room, script and pencil in hand.

“I can now, that’s all that really matters.” He’s giving off such strong ‘please leave me alone’ vibes that it almost hurts, and you have to push through the knot in your stomach and sit down next to him.

“Ben, we need to at least be civil.” You say quietly, and he looks at you, expression a little forlorn.

“Y/N, we are civil, and we’ve done this before. Let’s just keep it professional, okay?” His tone leaves little room for argument, and you nod in agreement with a small smile, and pull out your phone, waiting for the rehearsal director.

“Hey there, baby, I don’t think I’ve seen you around here; I know I’d recognise your face.” You purr, running your hand delicately over the collar of Ben’s shirt, as his eyes widened and he spluttered to form a sentence, just as the script had told him to. 

Your character was more a plot device than anything, when Ben’s character is at a low point, his main romance is on a break, and he meets you, a temptress in all black. Your job is to give his character a realisation, he starts as your cocaine dealer when his supplier can’t make the drop, and he falls for you. Depending on the audience reaction, you knew the producers were waiting to see if they kill you off or have you recover from your addiction. The point is, your fate’s uncertain at the end of the Season, and Ben’s character realises he has to get out of the drug trade.

“I’ve got something for you, from Oskar. Can we go somewhere more private?” When he speaks, it’s with surprising confidence, and he steps up from the bar stool and into your space, smiling as your face lights up. The director calls cut after a moment, and you step back, smile sliding to something genuine as an assistant comes in and straightens your loose, black silk shirt, and they reset the shot for a new take.

“Ben, could you try less flustered? You’re here to deliver drugs, you’re not a schoolboy.” The director’s voice was kind as she came up to the two of you, and Ben agreed easily before she turned to you. “Great job, Y/N, don’t be afraid to be more even more forward, if you feel it.” As soon as you nod in understanding, she absconds, and you half laugh.

“If I was any more forward I’d be in your lap.” You snickered, voice quiet as you dipped your head to hide how you were faintly flustered. Ben was quiet, just watching you for a moment, but before you noticed, the director called for everyone to standby.

“I’m after Maggie, do you know where I could find her?” Ben starts as soon as the cameras start rolling, brow furrowed as he leans across the bar to speak to the bartender, and that’s your cue to enter the scene.

“Hey there, baby, I don’t think I’ve seen you around here; I know I’d recognise your face.” And when you say it this time, he smirks back at you, a little cocky, and you can feel the way it makes your heart flutter and you know it’s not as fake as it should be.

Before filming even starts, the producers have essentially forced you and Ben into bonding sessions which, if this were several years ago, would have just been dates. Now they’re awkward and tense, and you tend to bring heavily highlighted scripts.

“I saw you in that Wes Anderson movie last year. It was a really good performance, one of your best.” He offers over coffee. The idea that he’d kept up with enough of your work to label one ‘your best’ has you a little shocked, and something in your heart warms as you thank him softly.

It’s gotten easier to hang around with him, and it’s even easier to pretend to be in love with him in rehearsals. It’s like riding a bike, how easy it is to let yourself smile and lean into him, to let the banter flow easily between the two of you, fond jabs that edge on insulting coming as easily as breathing.

Joe mentions that he thought the two of you worked together before, and when you reply that you’d dated for almost a year, he goes very quiet, eyes going wide. After a beat, he admits it explains a lot.

“X-Men did you real dirty.” You’re half paying attention to an interview with Roger Taylor that the two of you had been instructed to watch together. You’re both in his trailer, sitting on opposite ends of the sofa as you watch in almost complete silence.

“What?” He asks, after a beat, your words having taken a moment to process.

“Killing you off like that; they could have gotten so much mileage out of your character.” The way you say it is far too well thought out to be an idle thought. Ben smirked.

“You just liked the leather pants.” He muttered, but you’re silence is answer enough. You know he sees your embarrassed smile, but you can’t bring yourself to deny it.

“Hey, do you wanna grab a drink after and go through notes and blocking and stuff?” You’re shooting your third episode, and you’re far more comfortable on set by now. Agreeing easily, you let Ben drive the two of you to what he claims is the best pub in town, and you sit in one of the more secluded booths to talk.

It turns out he’s just as much a fan of you as you are of him; you’re known more for your bit-parts in long-running series, it seems like the only show you hadn’t been a part of so far had been Eastenders, it was only a matter of time. It’s an innocent night, true to his word, all you do is talk, and discuss the script. There is one part of the upcoming script that has you a bit nervous. 

“Listen, honestly just go for it; it’s not meant to be sweet or anything, I’m literally taking coke from you.” You tell him, fidgeting, and he’s hums thoughtfully.

“You sure? We can talk to the director, I’m sure-” He offers, but you laugh to hide your nervousness.

“Nah, let’s knock it out of the park, the script says go for it so just go for it.” You assured him, heart rate already quickening at the mere thought of it. 

The next day, before the scene, the director comes over to talk you through it, making sure that if anything becomes uncomfortable, that you can talk to her. Both you and Ben assure her that it’s fine.

“You’re far too cute for this line of work.” You say as you hold a baggie of “cocaine” up to the light, smile playing on your lips.

“Cute? Ouch, you really know how to wound a man, you know.” He says, leaning back against the sofa in the hallway of the grubby hotel your character was staying in. He’s watching you with interest, small smile playing on his lips.

“Cute’s not a bad thing, baby, but you look like you should be making coffees or playing football in the sun, not here, not with me.” And you tap out a little of the powder onto your hand, pretending to snort it before you turn to him, his expression dark and hungry, and he kisses you, aggressive, almost desperate, and you lean into it, almost forget you’re playing a role with his hand on the back of your neck. When he lets go, when he pulls away, your eyes are still closed and you chase his lips for a moment. Eyes flickering open, you see him smirking down at you where he’s standing, and you both know it wasn’t entirely acting.

“You don’t know anything about me.” He growls, and you know you have to smile like you’re into it, like it’s a challenge, but instead, you duck your gaze, giving a small laugh and wiping at the nostril you’d just “snorted cocaine” through, before looking up at him through your eyelashes.

They call cut, and the director announces, almost a little awed, that she’s pretty sure they got the the take, actually says she’s not sure if she could getting a better take if they tried again. Ben seems far too pleased with himself. 

“They want us to tell the public we’re together.” You’re resting your head on Ben’s chest laying at the back of the tour-bus set, and his hand is resting on your waist, which is bare for the crop top and booty shorts they’ve put you in.

“Yeah, I heard.” He replies, voice equally quiet. “I think we’ve got a meeting about it tomorrow morning.” Gwil and Rami are actually playing scrabble at the front of the bus, and Joe is talking to Singer, the director.

“It’s a bad idea.” You’re so frank that you feel Ben freeze, and you heave a sigh. “It’s good for the movie, but Ben...” You trail off, and you feel it when he forces himself to relax. “It wouldn’t be real, it would just be weird.”

“Y/N, we’re actors.” He says very pointedly, and when you turn, resting your chin on his chest, he looks tired, a little exasperated. “It’s just a business deal.” He assured, and you let out a low, thoughtful grumble. 

“We’ll discuss it tomorrow.” You allow, and he nods once, shifting to a more comfortable position, and you go back to resting your head on his chest, eyes fluttering closed as Singer called for the shot to be reset and a bunch of people came and straightened your clothes, and touched up your makeup, all without you having to move much.

You agree to the terms set forth in the meeting easily, the story being that your relationship rekindled on set, and that you were now madly in love, mirroring the relationship you were portraying on screen.

“Wait, does that mean-?” Ben leans forward in his chair, with his heart in his throat as he followed their logic, thinking through the plot of the movie. “Like engaged?” He asked.

“Seems a bit fast.” You agreed, voice level enough that someone might mistake you for calm rather than internally freaking out, and your managers shared a look.

“There will be a public proposal during or after the world premiere, that’s up to you both, and after the movie is out on DVD, you can go your separate ways.” They assured, but your mouth fell open.

“You know he left me for X-Men, right?” You splutter, and Ben’s eyes widen as he turns to you with a scoff.

“You’re the one who said the distance was too much for us while I was in Cairo.” He snapped, and you threw your hands in the air.

“I was offering to come and stay with you instead, but you said you were too busy!” That was enough to shut him up, his mouth snapping closed as he turned away sharply, huffing out a resigned sigh.

“We have a few brands and restaurants who are interested in sponsoring, and the producers are willing to increase both your salaries if you go through with it for the full duration.” Your manager informed you both carefully, and you and Ben shared a resigned look.

“Fake intend to marry me for like three months?” He asked, voice low and bitter, and after heaving a long sigh, you look to your managers,

“Fine.”

“I think I love you.” Ben’s character shows up at your character’s door, and you open it in a silk robe. 

“Hello to you too.” You laughed, but he’s so serious, so sincere, and when he doesn’t flinch, doesn’t offer anything else, you step up to him, pressing your lips to his, and he wraps his arms around you, hands sliding against the silk over your hips, and you pull back.

“You’re too sweet for me, baby,” voice so low it’s barely a whisper, he’s the one who chases your lips this time, but your catch his chin, and his eyes open. 

“You’re high.” He says softly, voice raw and a little desperate.

“And you’re my dealer.” You push him back gently, going to close the door and his expression turns angry.

“That doesn’t mean anything; I love you, Maggie.” His words hang heavily in the air, but before you can respond, they call for cut. You’re told to play it more like it hurts to try and turn him down, and you agree, smiling and nodding all the while. Everyone sets up for another take and you close the door.

When you kiss him this time, his hands are holding your face, and you’ve got your arms around his neck, and it’s like the world falls away from around you. It’s not acting now, hasn’t been for weeks, almost months now, not since he’d asked you out officially. Every time you kiss him you’re desperate to drown in his embrace, and he kisses you like it’s just the two of you, no cameras, no scripts.

“You’re-” and he cuts you off with another quick kiss, which has you laughing a little sadly, “Peter you’re too sweet for me.” He rests his forehead against yours, heaving a sigh.

“I know you’re high.” He says gently, and you don’t push him away this time, just lean back, your finger lifting his chin.

“And you’re my dealer.” You tell him, expression falling.

“That doesn’t mean anything, that doesn’t matter; I love you.” And you know that in that moment, the words mean so much more than the script, than these characters, than the show; he loves you. Ben loves you.

You avoid him, outside of filming, until you actually get a call from your manager telling you you’re contractually obligated to be seen in public together at least once a week. Even while filming you’re short with him, and he’s quick to get away from you the moment he doesn’t need to be around you, which was getting to be pretty bad, seeing as how you had been blocking a sex scene.

After the call, you and Ben get a drink. It’s awkward at first, though that’s unsurprising. After a long sip of his beer, he pats his thighs where he’s sitting in the armchair across from you. You make a face at him, shaking your head. 

“It’ll look less suspicious than if we’re shouting at each other across the table.” He hissed, and you groaned, obliging and crossing to sit yourself in his lap. He’s warm and secure, and he wraps his arm around you like it’s second nature. “Let’s not make this weird.” He said gently, and you nod.

“As for tomorrow’s shoot,” you said softly, leaning in to make sure no-one else heard, and he nodded, humming softly, “we’re professionals, and,” after a beat you cleared your throat pointedly, “it’s not like we haven’t done it before.”

“Not in front of a camera crew we haven’t.” Ben says with a smirk, and you snicker in agreement. “It’s gonna go fine; this is all gonna go fine, I promise.” And when you raise your eyebrows at him in surprised question, he just laughs softly, and brings you in for a chaste kiss. “It’s only until the DVD’s released.” He assures you, and you let your expression fall, already weary.

“Ben, that’s over a year away.”

[blkmxrvel]

Emergency Room

Pairing: Margot Robbie x Fem!Reader

Words: 1, 484

Request: Since it's your first Margot story maybe start out with something like the first time Margot and the reader meet/flirt? Or maybe a story about their first date? Or maybe they're already a thing but the reader is gonna ask Margot to be her gf? There's some ideas :) I'm sure you can make it super cute!

Summary: You bump into Margot on your way from school, but instead of asking for a picture or sneaking one (you know how she doesn't always want to take them), you ask for her autograph. She gives you both, ..... and a little something extra.

Warnings: None, surprisingly. Just fluffy stuff. Not edited.

A/N: Dont mind the ending its terrible. i tried to make this a brain dump, but the way my brain works... no ma'am. I’m sorry this is so bad, i haven’t been in the best mood to write lately, so this is really forced and really bad. Just to get me back into the habit. I always said I wouldn’t be the cliche this relationship is moving way too fast writer but here I am. Enjoy :)

Walking through the streets of New York was something you always enjoyed. Being able to be lost amongst thousands of other people, scanning faces and you strolled with your hands in your pockets and headphones in your ears.

Today was a fairly normal day, you had woken up, gone to class and now you were on your way home. You didn’t get much sleep last night though so your brain was pounding inside of your skull. All you wanted to do was go home, eat, and sleep the day away. You were sure there was nothing that could change that.

You decided to walk with your head down, a bad idea, you knew, but the bright life of New York City was starting to make your headache worse.  You couldn’t walk with your eyes closed, so this was the next best thing. You had gotten lost in the music, subconsciously walking to the beat. Your head bobbed lightly despite the pain that continued to get worse.

Suddenly, your body had collided with someone else’s, sending you to the ground and into a few more people. Your phone fell out of your pocket, your headphones going right along with them. A chorus of “hey’s!” “watch it, dude!” and “what the fuck!’s were thrown your way.

You screwed your eyes shut, the noise and lights almost making you cry. You tried (and failed) to look for your phone, sighing when you couldn’t find it. Someone must have grabbed it.

“Oh my God!” A voice rang out behind you. You had heard that voice before, you were sure of it. A hand was placed on your shoulder, tapping lightly. “Here let met help you up.” Grabbing the hand, you stood up, giving a small thanks, not even looking at the person. You could it was a woman based on the voice and striking accent, she was behind you.

You looked around on the ground a bit more for your phone, but to no avail.

“Oh! I’m so stupid, you must be looking for this. It flew out of your pocket and I grabbed it before anyone else could.” That voice sounded really damn familiar. You turned around, eyes nearly popping out of your head when they made eye contact with the person you bumped into.

“I- You’re- What!?” Your face felt hot and you knew for a fact it had flushed. Your hands got clammy and your heart raced. “Margot Robbie!” Seeing her flinch and her eyes look around her, you felt guilty.

“Sorry.” You said in a more hushed voice, then you started to whisper. “Margot Robbie! Oh my god I can’t believe I just bumped into my favorite person ever!” 

She laughed, holding your phone out to you more. You took it from her, cringing at the cracks that ran through out your entire screen.

“Sorry about that.” She said, nodding to your phone. You looked up at her once again and you were floored.

She was a bit taller than you, but you could see the way her eyes glistened as they looked down at you. Her hair blew almost expertly in the wind, little stragglers from her ponytail framing her face. She was just in a simple jeans and hoodie, but boy was she pretty.

“No it’s okay! Don’t worry about it, I get a new one in a year anyways.” You placed your phone in your pocket. “It was my fault anyways, I should’ve been looking.” The headache almost became unbearable, making you clench your eyes shut.

“Are you alright?” She stepped a bit closer to you and placed a hand on your arm, eyes scanning over you. Your breath caught in your throat at the sudden closeness of your idol. But you got it together.

“Yeah! I’m fine.” Your voice was wavering. “I’ve had a headache since earlier and I might have hit it on the ground a little but I’ll survive.” Her eyes squinted and you looked away from her, trying to ignore your head.

“I don’t believe it. You look to be in more pain than that. Let me take you to the emergency room, please. Just to make sure.”

Your eyes immediately opened and looked at her. “No! I couldn’t possibly do that to you. You have much better things than to be doing. I’ll be fine.”

“Please it’s the least I could do.” She looked at you and you looked at her. Your heart was still racing and you felt like you could pass out at any minute. You weren’t sure if it was from a possible concussion or the fact that the woman you were so obsessed with still had her hand on your forearm and wasn’t moving it anytime soon. Either way you knew you weren’t okay.

“Fine, fine.” You relented. Hearing her light triumphant chuckle and seeing her smug smirk may have dulled your headache a little bit, but you weren’t sure. 

“This was not how I imagined spending my day.” Margot sat in the chair next to your hospital bed. The ride to the hospital was rather interesting. Margot’s driver was more than happy to drive, (it was his job so he didn’t really have a choice), but throughout the entirety of the ride, Margot couldn’t stop....touching you. 

She didn’t know what was wrong with her, it was like she had an itch, and her hand on your arm on her shoulder on yours was the only way she could scratch it. She wasn’t really sure what had gotten into her. A crush on a fan? That was something unheard of.

“You’re telling me. Who knew that concussion’s were so disgusting. My stomach still doesn’t feel right. I’m supposed to be at home, sleeping right now.” You sighed, throwing your head back and closing your eyes. 

“So you aren’t happy to see me?”

“Not what I said. Like I said you’re my favorite person in the world.” You laughed at yourself. “It would be my luck to literally fall in front of you. Can’t say I’m the most surprised.

Margot laughed at that, keeping her eyes on your profile. You looked so serene, in a way. Sure you had a bandage wrapped around your neck, IV hooked into your arm and hospital gown on, but she was still taken aback at you.

“See? It’s not all bad.” She sat back, still admiring your features when the doctor came back in.

“Alright,” He said as he came to stand next to you, your eyes still closed. The room way dark, to help your headache until the morphine kicked in. “Your x-rays look good, no bleeding, a little bit of swollen but that’s to be expected.” He went to go wash his hands and grab a light. He looked to Margot.

“She won’t be able to run, jump, eat anything too heavy or do any fast movements for about a week or so.” He stood over you, holding the light to your eye and flashing it back and forth. 

“You've got a great girlfriend huh?” He said as he switched eyes. “I know this trip will be one for the books. Make sure to get something to capture it.” Margot choked on air, coughing to relieve herself. A light blush came up to her cheeks.

“Definitely.” She mangled out.

“Okay! You’re all set. I will have a nurse come back with your prescription and discharge papers and you can go. Be careful.” He said to you before turning to Margot. “Take good care of her, Make sure she gets what she wants. Have a good evening.” He stepped out and you immediately went into a fit of giggles.

“So....Now that you’re my girlfriend and all, how about an autograph? I’m just following doctors orders.” You tilted your head towards her, smiling groggily. Your eyes here halfway shut and your lips relaxed. Margot’s heart jumped.

“Autograph? That’s a new one.”

“Well, I know you aren’t that fond of pictures, and I wouldn’t want you to feel uncomfortable.” Her heart jumped at that one too.

“It’s alright, for you I’ll give you three things.” She leaned forward in her chair. “You live in New York, right?” You nodded.

“What three things?”

“A picture, an autograph, and my number.” You didn’t mean for her to hear your gasp, but you weren’t Wonder Woman.

“Okay,” You tried to sound nonchalant. “That definitely works. But why the third thing?”

“Well you know, now that you’re my girlfriend and all, I have to make sure you’re okay and doing what the doctor says. Plus I owe you a new phone and a proper meet and greet.“ She smirked, and you kinda sort got what she was hinting at, but you didn’t wanna push further just in case.

So you forced your heart to calm down and nodded your head.

“Doctor’s orders?” You smirked.

“Doctor’s order. Gotta give you whatever you want.”

[lokislittlemagpie]

ask 16 and 32 wuw

((WOAH OMG HI LMAO- I'll add a meme for them too just to show more of their personality-)

Lets start with Benny!

(THIS IS A 20 YEAR TIME SKIP TO THE CURRENT SERIES!!!)

32) (this actually helps with explaining him anyway-) Benny was designed after Brook the skeleton big time- He has darker skin and jade eyes like his mom (an undead demon 1800s girl i made a long while back-) Unlike both parents, he is fully living since he was created by CC! But he does have a veerry sensitive body (can get sick very easily or can very easily die by eating anything too spicy-) small heart issues, and is kinda thin- He is about 6 feet 7 inches and has dark black curly hair that he usually has inna tight pony tail! (kinda like Usopp but it drops down more, not as round rlly) He is 18!

16) Benny, as i said, is a lot like Brook but he is also incredibly inspired by Cyclonus too! He does have a love for old music and loves sword canes- But hes a huge chicken like Brook too- He loves Les Misrerables and he loves Hamilton- if you even get this man started, he will earrape One more Day and Satisfied until that's all you can hear in your worst nightmares-

32) Yunni is about 5 feet 6 inch of pure sass- He is blond with big green eyes that are quite beautiful actually- He loves pink booty shorts and crop tops with things that say the dumbest jokes like "kawaii on the streets" on the front and "Senpai in the sheets" on the back- He is a great cook and will gladly be your sassy prep boi- his hair is kinda a combo of Sanji and Italy from Hetalia- He has that one strand of curly hair like he does but theat medium hair that covers one eye like Sanji but it's longer on the left and curls at the tips! He is 24!

16) He is inspired by 4 characters! Sanji, Italy, Swerve, and Bumblebee- His personality is a mush of Swerves low self-esteem jokes, Bumblebee Bayverse sass, Italy's cuteness, and Sanjis slight anger problems and his cooking skills aren't as great but hes a great bar tender! He loves Jeff Dunham, Gordon Ramsay, and Kevin Hart and he references their jokes or threats on the daily-

32) Ruby is the daughter of two black magicians! Basil Hawkins and Dorothy Hopkins (whos next!) She has looong hair like her dad but is a slightly dark brown with black a the tips! She has his deep red eyes tho- Her face is more rounded like her mother's and she's only 5 foot 4- She's calm ajd quiet but can and will burn you not just literally but with just five words, your life is over- She always has a small smile on her face and always carries her book of spells! She has both her parents clothing sense wth dark clothes but she has to have her fathers old school frills and long black and red robes like her mother! She is 20!

16) She is inspired obviously from Hawkins- But she is very slightly tinted with Drift from Bayverse! She will tell dark dark poems at honestly the not so best of times- and she loves swords! She loves Adventure time and Steven Universe- Its the only light side to her just don't say that to her face-

32) Dorothy is a 5 foot 5 Long slightly curly black curly haired magician! She has a third eye that runs in her now extinct royal family. She is always gently smiling but will put you in your place- One cold stare and make you wanna regret being born- She keeps her third eye covered with her hair and has emerald green eyes- her third eye has a huge dry eye problem so its kinda lightly tinted yellow with red veins- but its still green! She loves her medical dark magic gowns and gear! She is more into demons and sacrifice while Ruby likes to summon little demons and do blood moon stuff! They both love crystals tho! Amythest and Quartz are a must-

16) She is inspired by only a two people- Loki from Marvel with her slight sense of humor and honestly her hair- And she is also like The Black Magician who is from Princess and the frog who I can't remember the name of- She becomes someone else if she uses dark magic too long at once! She loves soap operas and would die to see Phantom of the Opera live-

32) Lucas is a fun loving spider mink human hybrid! He is the son of Admiral Kizaru and My GFs OC Kasumi! He looks a lot like his dad but his personality is a little different! His hair is more curly and his a milk chocolate brown! He has four eyes but usually only uses the blue bottom eyes and keeps the red upper ones closed- He has elf like pointy ears and his dad's ridiculous lips- He has his eye brows too- But! he has his mom's fangs and eyes! He also has for slightly clawed arms and hands! He is just at perfect 6 feet! He uses swords and webs in battle that come from his hands like spiderman! He is calm but has many jokes and could be hiding anywhere- He is always smiling and tapping a foot to some song in his head- He loves his light peach orange uni pocket hoodie and his loose dark blue jeans with his converse-

16) Hes inspired by Kizaru of course and he is like a Rose Trantula kinda- More calm than most big spiders but still can and will fight you- He is also inspired clearly by spiderman! He also kinda reminds me of Whirl when he snaps- Or like IDW Drift when he gets Slicy dicey- He loves the old stuff like Ren and Stimpy and he still gets nightmare about "return the slaaaab" From Courts the cowardly dog-

32) Julie Ann is a pink haired girl with purple tips and is full of spunk and curse words- She has a thin mechanical arm after getting it blown of by her own inventions! She is smart and narcissistic but secretly fears being alone- She loves military boots and torn up rock shirts that are almost a little revealing thanks to the giant arm pit holes- she loves black leather pants and always has half her head shaved on the left while the right is just flying around! But she does have a piece perminantly braided in the front of her head on the right and it's a just a few inches passed her shoulders- She will fist fight god and walk backwards into hell with both birds up- she has sky blue eyes!

16) She is inspired By Julie Sue from the sonic comics! (The older stuff) and Eustass Kidd from one piece! She can be a lot like Braintsorm/ Whirl too- Shes a scary woman- Five Finger Death Punch and the all edgy verse of DC is her life-

32) Mel is A very shy GIANT Angler fish- I know in real life male anglers are tiny as hell but I really wanted a big shy man and Mel happened- Melvin is green with sea blue spike fins on his arms and back of his calfs! He has huge spike fin gills too but has learned to breath air over time- he has the little dangling trap from his forehead and has a combed over blue mohawk- He has big sharp teeth that poke out from his mouth in random places- his hands have blue webbing and so does his feet- His eyes are black and have gold squiggly irises- He is at a scary 7 feet 4 inches but he just wants hugs- This man cries when watching Endgame and Phantom of the Opera- He has a love for shirts that are just a little loose on him and loves jean shorts with sandles! He also loves crocs- Don't tease him he'll literally cry-

16) He is inspired actually by Ten from IDW and a bit of Endgame Hulk- He is also like inspired by Katakuri from One Piece! His sharp teeth from Kat and his body build is not quite as beefy as Hulk but he's kinda close honestly- He loves Steven Universe and the original Teen Titans! He squeals like a fan boy when ever he sees Beast boy-

32) Jake is happy smart mini Dobbie! He is the shortest standing at 4 feet 5 inches! He has a stub tail and a golden pirate ring piercing on his right ear! He has all the colors and looks of a dobbie he just smol- He loves to fix things and will growl if you poke to much fun at him- Ruby calls it 'Short man syndrom' and he hates it- He only wears blue torn up blue mean shorts- No shirt and no shoes- His eyes are bright bby boi sea blue! He loves head pats every now and then and loves bacon- You can kill this mans family and hell forgive you for 5 pounds of bacon- He blasts Wheezer and Gorillaz from his work shop at all times!

16) He is inspired by your typical tiny Dobbie! But he kinda looks like a mechanic version of Rewind- He is also inspired by an old friends dog who was named Jake! He doesn't watch much tv or movies but if he does its gotta Be Marvel- This man looks up to Tony Stark like a god and has an Iron man poster for modivation in his shop-

((I hope this isn't like too gross or annoying- Ive never mentioned any of my OCs- In fact i just forgot my main OC Lola- w o w- If you want stuff for her just let me know! I'll even try to find my old doodles and my gfs doodles if you want me to-))

[cottonblush]

misconstrued meetings | kth

❧ word count: 1,921

❧ genre: fluff, fluff, fluff, humor

❧ notes: ugh the ending has me soft i can’t believe i actually wrote this what the heck?? but like it lowkey seems like a crack fic at the beginning and i swear it’s not??

this is the fifth frat party your friend has managed to drag you along to in the span of 2 weeks

and at every party you always see the same dude creepily staring at you

and he looks kinda familiar so you point him out to your friend but she has no idea

she does, however, say that maybe you guys met in another lifetime

and then your friend starts to rant about how cute that would be and she gets this glimmer in her eyes and you’re just like

miss me with that romance bs this is the real world sweetie

anyway you’ve gotten so distracted that you lose track of the creepy yet somewhat cute boy

but you just shrug your shoulders and go to find yourself a drink that isn’t spiked bc you’re the designated driver

eventually you find a nice lil can of sprite and pop it open

then you go back into the mass of people and try to mingle

but like everyone is just grinding and you’re like,,,, no thank you sir

so you’re about to go find somewhere quieter but then the dude from earlier runs up to you

he looks a little different from when you first saw him when you walked in

now he’s practically bouncing up and down and he looks like he’s on the biggest sugar high ever

and you’re about to be like,, dude r u ok

but he beats you to it and he just goes

“asdfwjkdhh have you seen my pet alligator sKREEEEEEE”

and then he runs away screeching????

and you’re like

“wtf this can’t be the guy”

but sure enough you roll up your sleeve and double check

and what he said matches your soulmate tattoo word for word

the first thing you think is,,, ohmygod my soulmate is?? a stalker? who does drugs perhaps???

you think he’s pretty weird tbh

but ofc it’s your soulmate so you run after him and he’s not in the most stable condition so it literally only takes you 4 seconds to catch up

and you grab his shoulder to turn him around

and he looks at you for a good 5 seconds before passing out on you

you’re just glad he didn’t throw up bc like you’re wearing a pretty expensive shirt and

we going: broke hours!!

anyway so you sit him down on a couch and ask around if anyone knows who this guy is

this one guy with rlly cute dimples says

“oh that’s taehyung dw he ate like 20 sugar cookies earlier he should be fine just leave him”

and you’re just like?? “how could i just leave him there?  and how are you so nonchalant about this-”

the guy introduces himself as namjoon and says that taehyung lives on the same floor as him in the dorms

and then he asks why you’re so interested and you go

“i mean he could possibly??? be my soulmate,, but like no big deal or anything”

and namjoon is like “oh,,,,,,, oh shit wow rlly?”

and you’re like “yes rlly.. um so i’m just gonna go check on him”

after like 45 minutes taehyung finally wakes up and it happens to be right when you press a hand to his forehead to see if he has a fever or anything

and then you blink and say “are you ok dude? you kinda passed out on me”

he sits up straight and he’s like “yeah dw i’m fine- wait!! what’d you say!”

and you repeat yourself with like an unsure voice and then he just smiles

like he full on beams and you swear you’re looking at the sun even though it’s almost midnight and you’re in a crowded, dark room

and he goes “wow it’s really you:)))))))))))))))” and he starts lifting up his shirt

and you’re just really flustered at this point

“bro what are you doing we’re in public”

taehyung just waves you off and continues to lift up his shirt until it’s up to the middle of his chest

you have to try so hard not to focus on the fact that he has abs and he’s!! hot

but then your eyes land on this little tattoo he has along his ribcage

and it’s exactly what you said to him

and you smile too and show him your tattoo and say

“woah we’re soulmates that’s so cool!”

taehyung replies with “yeah so you wanna date?”

you kinda think it over in your head bc like taehyung is very very very attractive and he seems nice enough

but you eventually say “sorry um ii don’t really believe in the whole love/like at first sight thing but maybe we can be friends”

and it’s true,, your whole life you’ve thought the idea of soulmates is impractical like one day you meet this supposedly perfect person and you’re supposed to be instantly in love? that aint it

and lucky for you taehyung takes it just fine and is like “sure sure i totally get where you’re coming from,, how about we like go out for coffee some time but just as friends”

and you get taehyung’s number and make sure he’s feeling ok enough to stand up and stuff

and you say bye and go find your friend so you can zoom out of there

so you guys go out for coffee the next weekend at this cute café that taehyung recommends to you

it’s pleasantly surprising bc you’ve only been talking for 20 minutes but you feel like you’ve known taehyung since first grade or something

you learn that he loves to make jokes but he doesn’t like puns that much bc he says his roommate has a pun for literally everything and taehyung is: over it

he tells you he’s majoring in chemical engineering and you’re like !! me too

and he’s like,, yeah ik we have 3 classes together

and you’re like “what?? but? i never see you”

he explains that they’re all lecture classes and he sits behind you so you probably wouldn’t notice

and taehyung also wants to bring up the fact that he’s wanted to ask you out way before he knew you were soulmates but he knows you want to be friends first

and if you knew what he was thinking you would be aww-ing and probably soft™ like he’s balling his fists up bc he just wants to tell you he likes you that much

anyway so the totally not romantic get together goes really well and you say

“taehyung you should totally sit next to me in class next time”

and he’s like “ofc see you then”

you part ways and on the way back to your dorm you can’t stop feeling this tingly feeling all over and there’s a huge smile on your face but you’re telling yourself to stay strong bc

you can’t just cave in after seeing him one time

but then you start seeing him everywhere

like in classes and when you’re walking to club and at the cafeteria and at the library and ofc you guys hang out almost every weekend

and you kinda tell yourself,, ok i guess i kinda like this dude??

so anyway it’s been a good two months since you met and you and taehyung are pretty comfortable around each other

like you guys know each others orders at all of your favorite restaurants and you have clothes at each others dorms for when you have secret sleepovers and marathon marvel movies

and all of your friends and taehyung’s friends assume that you guys are a couple

one day you’re thinking and you’re like “i think i’m gonna ask tae out”

so you do and you do it during one of your sleepovers

you and taehyung are wearing matching flannel pajamas and you’re stuffing your faces with cookies and brownies

and you turn to taehyung and tap him on the shoulder

“go out w me”

“what”

“you heard me”

“no but like are you serious”

“yeah why wouldn’t i be???”

cue taehyung’s sunshine smile

he wraps you in a bear hug and releases this huge sigh and is like

“thank god i’ve literally had a crush on you since i saw you at the orientation fair”

and you pause and think for a second and you’re like

“taehyung that was 4 months ago… YOU’VE LIKED ME FOR FOUR MONTHS AND??? DIDN’T TELL ME SHHJSKHDJDHJSDHK DUMBASS OHMYGOD”

and at this point taehyung is super confused bc he rlly thought you’d be happy to hear it but instead you hit him on the head so he’s just like ??? por quay

and you have to force yourself to calm down and explain “the only reason i didn’t want to go out with you is bc i thought you only liked me bc we’re soulmates,, if i knew you had a crush on me!! i’d have said yes”

taehyung scratches his head and says “i thought i made it pretty obvious why do you think i always stared,,, and remember when i came up to you and tried to talk to you even though i knew i was on a sugar high and it was 500% likely i would say something dumb”

you’re just trying to process this bc ,,, taehyung thinks ‘have u seen my alligator’ = 'i like u’

and your eyebrows are scrunched together and you’re just trying to form a sentence to express how dumb you think he is

so you don’t notice him inching closer and closer

until he plants a lil peck on your lips and you blink once… twice… thrice

that!! just happened

taehyung just kissed you:))))

but he looks totally calm while you’re basically a tomato

and he does this half smirk half smile and is like “does this mean i can brag to people that you’re my gf/bf”

you hit taehyung on the head again

aNYWHO!!

so you and taehyung as a couple!

you two decide to join the bird watching club and like half the time it’s just you actually trying to find cool looking birds and taehyung stealing kisses and hiding your binoculars

and the other half of the time is when you actually want to be cuddly and sweet n stuff but taehyung is a tease so he ignores you and is like “woah is that an owl!! haha look y/n it’s an owl”

your movie marathons only get more frequent and sometimes you invite namjoon and even taehyung’s roommate seokjin (much to taehyung’s dismay)

coffee dates!! whenever one of you has a stressful test or project and needs to unwind

and also you two surprise each other with pastries from the café when you see each other in class

taehyung loves to share his hoodies with you

you think it’s rlly cute that his mom still sews his name into the tags of all of his favorite clothes

so imagine your surprise when one day you go to slip on this bright red sweatshirt of his and you glimpse at the tag and you see taehyung and y/n

you’re so soft because taehyung feels proud enough of this relationship to tell his parents about you and now you can’t wait to meet his mom bc she seems like the sweetest person ever

overall you and taehyung are just super sweet and goofy and you just fit so well together that you’ve managed to convince yourself that this whole soulmate system must be real bc you honestly can’t see yourself without him