#truly is the little things i agree 🫶🏻

[dicespam]

this is me exploding after reading maze’s comment

and all these little things —

he who loves, dances upon the tapestry of stars. 

skz!maknae line x reader, 1.8k words overall, no warnings — fluff, comfort. (continuation of this request.) taglist form

a/n : ouuu this marks the end of skz's princess treatment series :( i enjoyed making these sm. and also i might overenjoyed myself writing seungmin's part... whoops

jisung who peels your fruits —

He who always offers to peel your fruits – the simple gesture Jisung does shows that love can be unspoken. It’s a simple gesture, yet it speaks volumes. His love is pure, he is taking the time to take care of you.

“Ah, jagiya, let me do it,” Jisung says as he walks up to you in the kitchen, gently taking the orange from your hands. A declaration of love isn't always loaded with promises that can easily falter. Sometimes, love is about the little things that connect us. I love you can mean “You mean everything to me so I’m going to peel your oranges and remove the nasty white stuff off of it.” It can also mean “You know, I never really liked your favorite fruit, but your love for it changed my perspective. I started eating it too – it’s like my body was programmed to like the things you love. I can’t help but think of you when I eat them. Not because of the fruit itself, but because of the person who introduced me to its sweetness.” Love resides in these intricate details that complete the bigger picture together – love is a fragmented moment that you are supposed to piece together, alone, or with the person you chose to mend your love with. You chose to build the fragments with him, and any love he offers is yours to treasure.

If any, he will always choose to stand beside you, laughter permeating through the granite surface of the sleek kitchen counter – adorned with jars of spices and utensils, with a fruit in his hand – peeling his undying love for you. If the world were to end soon, he would want it to end at the kitchen counter, while you are laughing and he is smiling, sharing its last sweet bite before facing the twisted fate.

Through Jisung, you realize that love can be unspoken.

To love someone is firstly to confess,

'I’d always offer you a piece of my orange.'

felix who fixes your hair while you eat —

Felix cast a loving gaze at you from across the table of your favorite restaurant as you savored each bite of your meal – his focus completely on you. You caught his loving gaze, his eyes forming into crescents – and you swear his beauty can be one across the stars – his freckles akin to a constellation, sharing its beauty among the starry expanse of the universe. Without a word, he reached to tuck a stray hair behind your ear, his touch felt like a sacred prayer for which no words exist, and you can feel your heart taking over your body – as if you discovered something for which you don’t have a name for, his fingers gentle against your skin. The sudden touch seemed to startle you a bit, making the heat rush to your cheeks. He does this every time, unsure if you would ever get used to it.

He held your face between his palms, his eyes gazing at you lovingly – with a smile that seemed to belong to you completely gracing his lips. You never met someone like him before – where his touch felt like home, and his smile was the purest you had ever seen. It was as if he had found his sole reason to live, the sole reason to cherish the world he completely lived in. Since the first time he saw you, he swore his whole life belonged to you completely.

His actions carry an unspoken intimacy between you two. It's not just about tucking a stray hair; it's a gesture that speaks volumes about his attentiveness and the connection you share – like a devotion he swore to himself that he’s meant to love and cherish you. The warmth in his eyes matches the affectionate sweep of his fingers through your hair, creating a fleeting yet precious moment amidst the simple act of enjoying your favorite meal together. As long as you’re with Felix, you’ll always feel loved, cared for, and deeply understood – as if he has a unique ability to bring order to the disarray of both hair and the world around you.

seungmin who buys the same book —

The spontaneous trips to bookstores with Seungmin is always therapeutic. The paradise of books laid out in front of you makes your heart leap with excitement, your steps quickening as you scan the books with a carefree smile. The moment he sees that smile – how your face radiates amidst the calm atmosphere of the old bookstore in the middle of the night – he swears he sees stars in your eyes. He watches how your smile glistens when it tugs at your lips, followed by the crescents of your eyes – like the moon, perfectly mending the layout of your face, which is his universe. Your whole being is his universe. It feels like a dream to Seungmin. Is this what true love feels like? To see stars in the eyes of his universe? To see the moon within arm's reach?

That’s when he realizes he grabbed the same book you’re holding. You tilt your head in confusion, wondering why he grabbed the same piece.

“I want to read it with you,” he says, looking at you as if you’re iridescent. He isn’t sure how he will get used to this — you’re startlingly beautiful. He can’t look away.

He always reads the same book with you, attentively listening to your thoughts about the protagonist and their love interest. No matter how cliché the book may be, he's always here, eager to hear your every word. Your voice is a crafted melody to Seungmin, wrapping around him like a gentle embrace. He loves witnessing every part of you – the sudden squeal when you reach the story's climax, the random faces you make when you read a passage that catches your attention, and the faint “tsk” when a character does an idiotic thing. He loves seeing and hearing all of it. He loves you in the strongest way there is.

You are loved more than you can ever comprehend. You’re loved by him to the point his presence alone is like waking up to sunlight. He loves you so deeply to the point he’s willing to engrave your name on the palms of his hands. A declaration of faith, perhaps.

There was a time when Seungmin grabbed the wrong book from the bedroom shelf and was startled to see lots of annotations upon flipping through the pages. It was your favorite book, with annotations scribbled excitedly. It seemed like they were all written in the spur of the moment, without minding what words would formulate in the movement of your hand. He flipped to the last page of the book and saw a handwritten note – the penmanship of which he knew every stroke.

“In the past, I always wondered when my love story would unfold. I once dreamt that my greatest love would exist in this lifetime – until Seungmin came. That’s when I realized that perhaps my invisible string exists in this timeline, at this very moment. I am convinced that it’s him — it’s him I’m destined for. It’s him I’m bound to love. This is the truth. I have loved him in every universe. I will love him in every universe. I always look at him as if there were stars in his eyes, sparkling with no intention of stopping. I’ve never met someone like him before. When I'm lost in fear, I always feel sheltered in his presence. I guess this is what love looks like, to be fully seen by someone and be loved regardless, the unwavering bliss of being known and understood.”

Seungmin felt a pang in his chest. His heart was full of a catastrophic whirlwind of emotions – overwhelming love that may be unbearable. With each sentence, the growing pain in his heart started to intensify. It was as if every word on the page seared into his heart even more, leaving an indelible mark of devotion and love beyond comprehension. As he read the letter, the depth of tenderness grew – wrapping around his soul like a tight embrace that threatened to suffocate in its intensity. This must be the feeling of being loved and cherished to the point where its depths transcend the physical realm, leaving the heart forever changed in its wake. The tears welling in Seungmin’s eyes might be hard to suppress as he reads the last sentence of the letter.

“My love for him is woven into the fabric of the universe.”

jeongin who matches outfits with you —

"Ta-da!" Jeongin exclaimed, his eyes sparkling with delight as he showed off his outfit to you, a proud yet excited grin escaping his lips.

"Wow, you really put a lot of effort into your outfit today. Are you sure we’re just doing groceries today, baby?" you jest, looking at him with a smile. Jeongin has a habit of matching outfits with you whatever the occasion is — whether it is a spontaneous trip to the grocery, a shopping spree, a planned day out, or a formal event. Whatever it is, he always takes the time to make sure his style complements yours perfectly, just like how your hearts complement each other. There is a subtle joy in sharing a wardrobe aesthetic; it’s as if both of your style and loving hearts are interconnected as one.

Jeongin’s eyes would gleam whenever you emerged from your shared bedroom, all prepped up and ready. He would always approach you with a soft smile escaping his lips. He would then kiss your forehead — the spot where he tirelessly kisses as a way of expressing love or saying his goodbyes is called a temple; he loves kissing your temple. He is yours to worship and yours to love. Loving someone is such a pure thing to do; love is like a religion he had discovered on his own. Jeongin seeing you in a room felt like a sanctuary.

Jeongin is always ready, never forgetting the promise he made to himself to love you in all seasons. When times get cold and everything is a mess, he drapes his coat on your shoulders and he becomes your warmth – his love a comforting shield against the chill of uncertainty. Amid the chaos, his gesture offers solace, reminding you that you are not alone, and together you can weather any storm. When it gets too warm, he becomes your cooling breeze – his love like an ocean breeze at dawn, offering comfort and relief with his presence and touch – his caring gesture soothing your fiery heart. When it gets dark and shivers run down your spine, he holds your hand and never lets go, whispering assurance: You’re not alone. I got you, I got you.

On days when you didn't anticipate any matching at all, he'd surprise you with a knowing smile, revealing his outfit cutely matched with yours. It became a playful language between you and Jeongin, sharing laughter and giggles. His eyes would light up with satisfaction, almost melting to the thought that love could be expressed through the woven fibers of one’s clothing, the feeling of being seen by someone and being loved anyhow – submitting to the mortifying ordeal of being known. Don’t be afraid to be seen. Let me see you and love you regardless.

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⋆ taetr4ck, est may 2023. / requests open

[sv5hive]

too little, too late. | lh44

pairing: lewis hamilton x fem!reader

content warning(s): angst, swearing, lewis is a bit of a dick in this sorry, unhappy ending because i love being miserable 🫶🏻

word count: 1,763

note: thank you so much for all the likes and reblogs on my first work a few days ago!! i didn't expect all the love so it is very, very appreciated :) this is a bit long so get comfy! and i also listened to you're losing me by taylor swift while writing so... yeah.

(psst! part 2 is here!)

(masterlist!)

memories from the night you two met flashed through your mind as you stood alone in the dim kitchen. the hangover from the next morning meant most of the night was a blur of shots, flashing lights and sweaty bodies but those deep brown eyes and endearing smile remained sharply in focus.

you stared at the two cold plates of dinner abandoned on the table and a bottle of wine nearing the end.

where had it all gone wrong?

six years.

six years of supporting him through everything.

and you loved being with lewis no matter what. seeing him in his element while racing was just as exciting for you as it was for him. but when would it end? you couldn't keep your life on pause forever.

back in 2017 when you first started dating you discussed a life of peace. a life with a big family and a nice house in england where your children could grow up normally like the both of you did. and you weren't foolish. you would never truly have peace when you were in a relationship with lewis hamilton, the face of formula 1. but you were willing to give up any sense of normality if it meant you could be with the love of your life.

or so you thought.

years passed as you watched all your friends get engaged and married, settle down and start their own families. at every bachelorette party, wedding reception, baby shower, family event you would be asked the same questions.

"when is he going to pop the question? you two have to get married! i bet he's planning to do it soon."

and every time you would have the same response.

"oh we're just taking it slow. he's pretty busy with racing and we both agreed that it wouldn't be fair for him to be away so much."

and you really did believe that at first.

either you didn't notice the stares of pity or you ignored them to convince yourself that everything was ok. it was only when you brought up the idea of finally having kids that you started doubting yourself.

"hey, lew. i've been thinking."

"hmm, yeah? what about." he replied absentmindedly, still searching netflix for a good movie to watch.

you passed him the bowl of popcorn to hold while you got under the blanket.

"i was thinking that we're finally ready to start a family."

he stilled. that was the last thing he thought you would bring up.

"lewis?"

"i want a family too, you know that. but i can't retire without getting that eighth championship. we're almost there. besides, i don't wanna leave you at home with a kid and not be there for every step of the way."

both of you knew at the rate mercedes was going, lewis would need a miracle and a half to win another title against red bull and their rocket ship.

he avoided your eyes and clearly thought that was the end of the matter so you accepted that when he was ready he would tell you. right?

you tossed and turned that night, unable to get the way he brushed off the topic so coldly out of your head. did you imagine it? that flicker of hesitance on his face? a pit of uneasiness settled at the bottom of your stomach as you desperately tried to reason with yourself. no. everything is fine. you had already waited a few years. what was a couple more?

so you tucked away your dreams of a family into the back of your mind for the time being and just enjoyed your relationship with lewis. every date felt like the first and you never wanted your love to end.

"lewis...this is too much!" as you stared in awe at the lone table in the middle of a completely empty restaurant.

rose petals led you two all the way from the entrance to a table with a single rose stood in a vase in the centre as candles flickered softly.

"for you? never."

staring at him in the golden light, you couldn't help but blush at his romantic gesture. he was making up for being away during a triple header and you hated to admit it but you could get used to this.

racing. you smiled at the thought of seeing lewis race. it was like seeing an artist produce a masterpiece every time pencil hit paper. he truly was an incredible sight to see.

you were there for each of his championships since 2017. you witnessed the joy of 2020 and the heartbreak of 2021. you were there, celebrating each win with him and consoling him after each loss, every time. you had fallen in love with the sport you once had no knowledge of just as hard as you had fallen for lewis. you knew how much of a toll each season took on him and you were always going to be there to pick him back up. his world became yours as you met his team and soon enough you were a familiar sight in the mercedes garage.

wasn't seven world championships enough for him?

you would never ask him to give up his career for you. and he would never ask that of you. but after years of waiting for the next step you couldn't help but wonder whether he still wanted that with you.

he was more than an hour late now. both of your schedules had been almost completely full for the past few months and you thought it would be nice to catch up over homemade dinner.

apparently he didn't think the same.

you hadn't bothered calling or texting. he always turned his phone off while at work anyways. as you finished off the last mouthful of wine the jingle of keys and the door unlocking brought you back out of your thoughts.

heavy footsteps trudged through the hallway.

"hey baby, i didn't think you would be up- what's all this?"

"dinner. i've been waiting for two hours now." you turned away from the counter to face him.

"shit. i am so sorry. i just got so caught up at work. we've been trying to improve the car to-"

"-to beat red bull. i know. i know."

"i promise i'll make it up to you. what about dinner next week? at that chinese restaurant you really like?" he walked towards you and went to wrap his arms around you before you pushed him away.

"stop, lewis. just stop. i can't keep doing this." you couldn't look him in the eyes.

a pin drop could be heard as lewis' blood ran cold.

"what?"

the change in atmosphere almost made you wish you had never said anything. almost.

"i can't keep waiting on you, lewis. i'm sorry."

"i said i would make it up to you." the look of pure confusion on his face would be amusing if it weren't for the fact that you were on the verge of tears.

"it's not just about dinner, lewis."

"then what is it about?"

"everything. god, we've been together for eight years and we're not even engaged and nowhere near starting a family. we have nothing to show for it. i knew i would have to wait and i was fine with that but i just can't anymore. this isn't what i imagined for us."

"so what? you're just going to leave? you know how i feel about having kids."

"and i get that, i do. but are you even planning on retiring in the near future? we're not getting any younger and i've been ready for a while now. i just don't think our ideas of our future are the same anymore."

"am i just meant to drop everything for you then? give it all up?"

"fuck, of course not, lewis. i would never ask you to do that. never. but sometimes it feels like you choose your career over me. and i know what it takes to be in formula 1 to win, i know you need to give it your full focus. i just, i need you to choose me for once. choose us."

"no, you don't know what it takes because if you did, you wouldn't be doing this to me right now. in the middle of the season."

you blinked. once. twice. you couldn't believe what you were hearing.

"are you fucking kidding me, lewis? i'm ending our six year relationship and you're thinking of how it's going to effect your season?"

"yes! fuck, this is my whole life. it always has been and it always will be."

there it is. confirmation from the man himself. you stumbled on your words trying to convey your anger as your blood continuously boiled at his miserable attempt to fix his mess.

"have you ever even thought about how i've felt all these years? giving every excuse in the book to our families and friends about why we haven't taken the next step in our relationship and defending you when they said i was too good for you? you may get to avoid them by going to the races but i don't have that privilege."

your throat was dry at this point as you gasped for air and still, he was stood almost unbothered at the fact you were hopelessly clinging onto the last remaining threads of your relationship, willing him to fight back.

"so that's it? you're not going to stop me?"

tears pooled at your eyes as you realised this was really happening.

"well clearly you've thought this out pretty well."

you didn't know whether to laugh, cry or throw the empty bottle of wine at his head.

"you are fucking unbelievable, lewis. i thought this meant something to you but clearly not."

you stormed towards the door and opened it. you paused while silently hoping he would beg you to stay. hoping he would risk everything for you.

but it never came.

you wiped away your tears and tried to at least sound somewhat assertive despite your voice wavering.

"let me know when you're not at home and i'll come get my things."

you slammed the door shut with a resounding bang and walked away from the place and person you had called home for so long.

he sighed and rubbed his face with his hand. as he moved to get a beer out of the fridge his gaze fell on the calendar stuck to the front. there was a red heart around today's date with "anniversary!" written in your handwriting.

fuck.

note: yikes. i hope you aren't too sad because of me. any feedback is appreciated!! let me know what else you wanna see :)

[venusskissed]

𝐏𝐀𝐂 - 𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐅𝐒 𝐢𝐧 𝐛𝐞𝐝 𝟏𝟖+

🪽 this pick a pack/pile is focusing on your FS’ sexual energy towards you in (or out) of the bedroom. or, if you aren’t too curious of your FS or not into marriage you can replace it with someone you are interested in/your soulmate/life long partner. whatever suits your cup pretty doll. 🫶🏻

#P01 #P02 #P03

 — ౨ৎ : close your eyes and take a deep breath, then choose the pile your eyes landed on. it’s also fine to choose multiple or the one you felt drawn to from the get go either because of intuition or something else. do what best suits you. 💖

🧾ㅤㅤ MINORS DO NOT INTERACT. This is an intimate pile for adults. There is a reason for that, it is not meant to be viewed by minors as it’s too explicit and not meant for you. I don’t care if you think you are mature or ready to view it, these warnings exist for a good reason.

pile 01

⠀.⠀.⠀.⠀⠀💭 ace of swords, the star, ace of pentacles, wolf, swan, rat

please keep in mind that this is a very general reading, a lot of things will come through and some of it will resonate while some things might not. focus on things that do, as they are meant for you and the rest is possibly for somebody else.

hello my beautiful pile one! 🫶🏻 right of the bat I can tell that your chosen one thinks the world of you. in their eyes you are the most beautiful woman/man/person that there ever was or will ever be. some of you might agree with this, some of you might not, but that doesn’t matter. nothing in this world can make them change their opinion of you, they love every curve of your body, the feeling of your skin, your scent, the way you talk and the way you move they can’t help but get needy by it. you make them horny but in a really desperate way. even if your body isn’t curvy there is something about it that they can’t get out of their head; to them it’s just simply perfect.

they might even fantasise about you quite often, if not on the daily. the thought of you could very easily make them hard/wet. not in a slight way, rather very visibly and faster than they would like to admit. for most people this is a man, or someone who was born as one so they could often fantasise about slowly entering you and then fastening up the pace to drive you crazy, or if it’s a woman they could want you to do this to them. (for the submissive sapphic women & submissive straight men this is still very possible through pegging 🫶🏻) the thing they seem to enjoy about it is the visuals of you being hard/wet or perhaps the wetness, cum or lube creating a shine on your bodies which makes it aesthetically appealing. as well as your noises! they really like your moans, sighs, whines and perhaps even screams.

they seem to worship your body, mind and soul pile one. and while I know a lot of readings say that it is with a good reason. in their eyes you are the star, it doesn’t get better than you and they don’t even want it to. they are very much in awe by everything you do. I can see you arching your back a lot in pleasure, exposing your entire body to them while they are thrusting inside you/going down on you and their mind goes foggy because they just adore every single little thing about you. they don’t know if they should continue, do something else for bigger reactions or touch your beautiful body all over. (their words, in no way am I trying to sexualise you.)

while we are at that topic they also seem to have a strong desire to let you know they would do anything for you. literally anything you ask as long as it’s nothing too extreme. they would even switch positions for you (if they are a dom become submissive for you and wise versa), try out things they didn’t hear of before and what you might be curious of, try out things they aren’t into (public, swallowing, letting you have full control if you wish etc.).. your wish is their command, truly.

they might even get mad if anything or anyone interrupts them from giving you the utmost pleasure that you deserve. not in a toxic way, but rather they want to give you all the attention that you deserve. not a single thing can get their mind off you, and they don’t want to let you go ‘just yet’. they might be someone who enjoys making the entire process long when possible, could possibly be into rounds. they want to be the best you ever had. your best choice ever. your greatest. anything of those lines.

their higher self also wants to brag a bit, it’s kinda funny. however it’s not with any bad intentions, they just want you to know that they are capable of pleasing you and they will. the thing they really want to brag about is their body. If you have a preference for men their private era could be really big and whatever you consider pretty. big as in long and possibly thick too. if you have a preference for women their chest era could be bigger and their skin could be really smooth. (again, I am in no way trying to sexualise you or your FS, it’s just something they want you to know.)

they could also be protective of you in general. for some of you this person is a few years older than you so that might be the reason why. they can see through certain situations than you do thus having this desire to take care of you, to be there for you! this would translate into the bedroom too, they will always make sure you are comfortable, enjoying yourself and feel the absolute best you can. very big on after care too, they will massage your body if it’s sore, watch things with you, talk with you and reassure you. tell you what’s in their heart, how well you did and how much they love you. their favourite would be cuddling with you, possibly spooning while having deep heartfelt conversations with you. they are truly your lover boy/girl/person. hopelessly devoted to you~

this pile also has a very healing energy for the both of you. either you, them or possibly both of you. although the energy is coming through more for them for majority of this pile. though, you know yourself best, if you know this will be a healing connection for you I will trust you. 🫶🏻

your person could have had a past experience that left them quite scarred and have an unhealthy relationship with sex and intimate things in general. there are mixed messages coming through but for majority of this pile they became closed off and unwilling to look at it as anything that could possibly be a positive thing. for a very small portion of the readers it’s the opposite, meaning they could have became over sexual. (or possibly you two could be opposites, you have to trust your intuition with this.) either way it affected their mental health quite a lot. now I am not saying they would rely on you entirely to make their life better, to heal them completely and always drop anything for them. they aren’t asking you to push your limits. rather they gain energy from you being yourself. your words, actions, behaviour, opinions and the way you are will make them realise that they aren’t as repulsed by intimacy as they thought. that it’s okay to have natural urges and don’t be too hard on themselves since it. more than anything this feels like letting go of shame and allowing one’s self to live.

𐙚ᅠ what are their kinks?

there is a lot coming through this pile so please bear with me sweet sweet dolly 🫶🏻

first and foremost hair pulling seems to be a kink of theirs. not something they are huge on but do a lot regardless. possibly not even noticing that you are doing it or wishing for it. doesn’t seem to be a fetish they just enjoy it quite a lot.

something they are consciously loving is breeding kink though. which, might sound scary or possibly very unpleasant for many people reading this but don’t worry, they just enjoy the feeling of cumming inside you/you having an orgasm inside them. (I am really sorry for saying it that way, there is really no nicer way to say it.) so, they just really enjoy creampies. so make sure to keep yourselves protected my beautiful pile one!!! 🫶🏻 (most of you won’t listen but it’s okay.)

they might just really be into cum play in general.

size kink seems to be their thing too! it could manifest in many different kind of ways such as height difference or being aroused by the size of specific body parts. & for the people who are nervous about the height difference thing.. they mean well, nothing harmful! they might just really enjoy feeling needed and as if they can protect their partner. they want you to rely on them and feel safe, and to them personally this would be a visual representation of it.

they might really be into relationship dynamics such as gloomy x excited one, sunshine x sunshine protector, mean x sweet one. (if you have a hard time imagining this think of jade x cat or ymir x krista)

and of course, for some of you they could have a worship kink.

other things that might be relevant: ‘nah, baby I am a train wreck too. I loose my mind when it comes to you. I take my time with the ones I choose and I don’t want a smile if it ain’t from you’, red, doodle?, ‘take a hint’, plush fish/shark, jelly, cold, pom-poms, boyloves, cars, multilingual, chain, cross

🦢 that is all my beautiful pile one! thank you for your precious time, I hope you enjoyed this PAC! 🫶🏻 please keep in mind that this is a reading on current energies, these can change anytime! I am sorry for any spelling mistakes as english isn’t my first language and I haven’t proof read yet! 💖

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pile 02

⠀.⠀.⠀.⠀⠀💭 five of swords, the tower, nine of cups, deer, monkey, lady bird

please keep in mind that this is a very general reading, a lot of things will come through and some of it will resonate while some things might not. focus on things that do, as they are meant for you and the rest is possibly for somebody else.

⚠️: I can see that some of you who chose this pile are in abusive relationships. If that’s not you, that’s wonderful. however if you unfortunately resonate with that and feel like you have to do stuff you don’t want to please leave or reach out to trusted sources for help.

hello my beautiful pile two 🫶🏻 first of all I would like to say that wow, this is so much different from pile one. this one shocked me quite a lot because I didn’t expect it. before you continue I would like to warn that this pile is very kinky, for half of you your person is heavily into bdsm and for the other half.. well, they are still very kinky just not to the extremes. so if you are uncomfortable with such things I recommend stepping away as this might not be your pile or just to wait until you are ready to read about it. of course, it’s your choice I just felt like some people reading this are inexperienced or aren’t used to a person like this.

with that said, I know some of you are rolling your eyes ‘but I would like that-‘ stop ✋ that was not for you bby, whatever you are into (I hope) comes right now.

I would like to start with saying your person has a degradation kink. mostly in a verbal way, they could have a preference for giving too. I don’t see them minding receiving, but they prefer to give it. such as slapping you during the act, dirty talk, speaking down on you, possibly spitting on you and cursing at you. there is a very assertive and aggressive energy here.

although I would like to say that they wouldn’t proceed to do any of it without your consent or permission. this person still seems loving, caring, thoughtful and attentive of your needs. they find you hot and adore your body. they just happen to have rough preferences.

they could like positions that require back hugs while thrusting inside you/being thrusting into. so possibly something that involves spooning so they can kiss your cheek or neck during it. shoulders too.

for most of you your fs/chosen person could go out of their way to make you feel loved after a rough round as they could have a tendency to challenge your limits. so they could possibly prefer to have second rounds or a make out session after so they can make you feel loved, appreciated and so you are aware that they don’t want to harm you or wish bad for you. of course, they wouldn’t neglect after care it’s just their way of making sure you know they do love you.

I also heard ‘it’s all just a play’ so they could be really into role playing, especially things that show a clear power dynamic between you two. so after all that they could/will possibly kiss your body all over while praising you and expressing their affection for you.

however they are still very kinky and before any of that could happen they will be making a mess out of you. for some of you they could want to tie you up (your wrists) with ropes or those adult play handcuffs.. you know, with some fluff. blindfold you and just hit it from behind (literally how their guides said it) while whispering into your ear. they seem to have an enjoyment of triggering your senses. it turns them on because it turns you on. they also enjoy seeing your body shiver and be more sensitive as it usually would be. they could be into overstimulation too, honestly.

gender doesn’t really seem to play a role here because they would want to do these things to you either way. though if you are a man or was born as one I would like to point out they would really like to tease your balls (might like to suck on it), and they could possibly want to ride you while you are blindfolded.

unfortunately I am not too similar with the name of toys so you will have to bear with me here.. </3 if you are a man/was born as one your person definitely wants to try out a cock ring (?) on you as long as you allow them, if you are a woman/was born as one they could possibly want you to wear those panty vibrators they can control. now I really don’t know the name of this one but do you know the name of those bdsm balls that goes into the mouth? it has straps at the side. they could be into that too

they could also look at you as a prize, not in a toxic way though but rather that they are the only one allowed to touch, see and make you feel this way. It makes them feel fulfilled, it feeds their ego and they honestly love it. they might even like to have public sex or make you so loud the whole neighbourhood hears you. or at least fantasise about it. they want everyone to know you are theirs and no one else can have you. maybe they want people to see you? but not your naked body, just enough to know they are making you feel good, driving you crazy.

If you have ever read ‘painter of the night’ your person reminds me of seungho. their ego, kinks, acts of affection, jealousy, possessiveness, stamina and teasing seem to be pretty much similar.

I also want to point out that the reason your FS/chosen person would go this far it that they are aware that you have been fantasising about such things for a while but couldn’t exactly get the chance to live it out. in fact many people who chose this pile might be virgins, curious, curious ones. (ofc not all of you.) so in a way they just want to please you, allow you to live your wildest fantasies out. of course, they enjoy it too but their focus is fully on you.

you might be someone that has really specific kinks but is shy about them and doesn’t have anyone to talk with about it or perhaps any way to healthily live it out. so they want to be there for you, be the one.

they want you to trust them, show you how good they can make you feel and that they are always ready to pleasure you whenever you need them. just say the words and they are on their knees.. or whatever position you want them to be in.

𐙚ᅠ what are their kinks?

I feel like we have pretty much everything since your person doesn’t seem to look at sex as a deeper spiritual/emotional act aside from taking care of your needs and making sure you know they do love you wholeheartedly, but I will still try to do my best to gather/organise everything that comes through.

bdsm. self explanatory, they mostly want to use toys on you and trigger your senses in order for you to feel everything in a deeper manner. (as in more intensely)

edging! they could/will/do enjoy teasing your body and withholding you from orgasming multiple times. they enjoy to see your body shake under their touch and hear your whines. and of course, they enjoy that it makes your orgasms more intense/stronger.

blindfolds. being blindfolded or blindfolding you.. they don’t really care, they just enjoy it being involved.

possibly being watched. it’s like bragging to them, rubbing it into people’s face (not literally..), making sure they know that your person owns you.

consensual r-*play. this is for a very small portion of you but if this doesn’t seem like your thing please do not force yourself to do things just for the sake of pleasing others. if it’s something you are into I won’t judge, just be safe.

other things that might be relevant: 80s/90s/00s songs or era in general, gojo, playlist, bts, butterfly, barbie phone (??), diary, manifestation, shy, shine, that one scene in euphoria, back massage, spanking, marks, snap, sounds, fantasia (?)

🦢 that is all my beautiful pile two! thank you for your precious time, I hope you enjoyed this PAC! 🫶🏻 please keep in mind that this is a reading on current energies, these can change anytime! I am sorry for any spelling mistakes as english isn’t my first language and I haven’t proof read yet! 💖

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pile 03

⠀.⠀.⠀.⠀⠀💭 justice, king of swords, two of cups, monkey, owl, camel

please keep in mind that this is a very general reading, a lot of things will come through and some of it will resonate while some things might not. focus on things that do, as they are meant for you and the rest is possibly for somebody else.

hello my beautiful pile three! 🫶🏻 this is by far the calmest pile, there is a very calm, sure, confident and well balanced out energy here, it’s honestly quite refreshing.

are you a person who asks for signs a lot? because some people’s guides here seem pretty annoyed. they have been sending them but you either ignore them or miss them so they would like to kindly ask you to please pay attention to this reading! unfortunately it might be shorter than the other two piles but regardless I will try to expand on things as much as possible.

so, first of all I would like to start of with that this person is older than you so this is definitely an age gap relationship. I am talking older than 6 years~ they seem like a very serious person and quite honestly their current energy is stressed.

I don’t think they are focused on sex, or intimate things in general at the moment. they have very little experience and for some of you they have been saving themselves for marriage. (yes, even if they are older.) this could be either because of religious reasons or their very own principles. either way they look at sharing their body with someone as something very intimate, special, something that only the love of their life is deserving of. they look at it in a very precious light, it’s something they treasure.

now, they do not mind if you have more experience than them. it’s just that for them there needs to be a special connection before they allow someone to have access to their body and the other way around. they don’t wish to engage in anything sexual or intimate (so, even if it’s a kiss.) unless they are in love with the person. if there are no mutual feelings involved this person will one hundred precent be uninterested. so, I will be honest with you pile three, your future spouse/chosen person might very well be demisexual. (for those who are unaware it’s a form of asexuality. demisexual people can still have and enjoy sex, however they will need a strong bond in order to go that far. I recommend searching it up if that resonates. 🫶🏻)

because of this they might be unaware of some if not most of their kinks. or even be lost about why some things might be appealing to people. their energy is really disinterested.

not necessarily in you though. for you pile three they would be shy, needy and want to try out many things. it’s just that they have zero desires aside from you. you will awaken a lot of things inside them, make them realise many things about themselves that they never had any idea about. for some of you, you might be the first person (and probably last) to ever get them hard/wet or possibly you would be the first ever reason they orgasm. it’s not like they have problems, your body just has that kind of affect on them.

they find you beautiful, every inch of you. they could really like your waist and skin. if you have a darker skin tone (tan to black) they are over the moon. not in a fetish kind of way, they just find you beautiful. your beauty is enough to turn them on honestly, you don’t even have to be naked. If you are though they will be the neediest, clingiest person ever. kissing every inch of your body between praises. sucking and biting your skin as they grab your thighs, ass, waist, play with your chest.. whatever you let them. they just want to feel you under their hands. to know you are there, to know you are theirs.

they also really like the way you taste, especially if you like sweets. (they just really wanted me to highlight this… do some of you like pineapples?)

if you are on the chubbier side they love it. some of you might be really anxious about your body type but they honestly think you are the most beautiful ever. at times they could/will stare at you in awe, checking you up and down and getting turned on just by the sight. might even bite their lip. they seem to really really like your stomach, waist, hips and butt. their energy is still shy but they are one horny mf.

they will want to make love to you on some kind of desk, possibly have many fantasies of it. (not exactly the words their guides used, but it felt wrong to use for this pile.) honestly some of you might be coworkers even despite the age gap.

despite their lack of experience they seem to know what they like, which is you bending over and screaming their name while you whine, moan and cry uncontrollably from pleasure.

do you guys know that one ship that started as a joke? nanami x tiana. you two remind me of that.

𐙚ᅠ what are their kinks?

possibly something with clothes. maybe massaging them through pants/skirt or having sex with clothes on. they seem to be curious of ripping them off you too but they are unsure if they would like the after math of it. (aka destroyed clothes)

they seem to have a thing for sun x moon dynamic. as in polar opposites. it could possibly turn them on for some reason. (ofc they still want to have things in common)

possibly blowjob under the desk while they are working.. they seem to be curious about how far they could go before it gets too good? as in before the feeling of pleasure makes it impossible to focus.

unfortunately I cannot tell you more than this as they seem very unsure too. </3

other things that could be relevant: ‘finally your dreams come true’, princess and the frog (seriously), ‘almost there, closer closer everyday’, sneezes, scarfs & earmuffs, eyeshadow, dinner date, romance/romantic/romantica, books, acts of service, sweets

🦢 that is all my beautiful pile three! thank you for your precious time, I hope you enjoyed this PAC! 🫶🏻 please keep in mind that this is a reading on current energies, these can change anytime! I am sorry for any spelling mistakes as english isn’t my first language and I haven’t proof read yet! 💖

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Hi, so I've recently watched the Thanksgiving movie with Patrick Dempsey and it was sooo good. So I wanted to ask if you could please write something about Charles dating actress!reader who stars in a horror movie but even tho he is not a big fan of horror movies he agrees to watch it for her because he wants to be the best boyfriend so could you please write it with a mix of smau with nell verlaque as face claims 🫶🏻

supportive boyfriend ⋆ charles leclerc

pairing: charles leclerc x actress!reader

word count: 601

warnings: mixed smau and writing

a/n: i, too, am not a huge fan of horror movies (i hate them actually), also this was quite short but i hope you like it <3

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user1 the bond they all have >>>>

addisonrae ❤️👻

user2 i love her so so much

user3 omg i watched the movie and it was amazing!!

user4 y/n the new scream queen frr

user5 wait tf is charles leclerc doing in her likes

user6 girl they're dating u didn't know? she went to promote one her movies to the miami gp last year, they met, become really good friends and they started dating. it was like a rom com truly user5 that's so cute

user7 anyone expecting charles reaction for this new movie? we all know how fearful he is

user8 yess he's probably biting his nails trying to come up with ideas to not see it

And he was.

He was more than proud of his girlfriend and loved seeing her on screen. He always watched her latest movies on the plane when she wasn’t around. But this was the first horror movie she’d made, and the idea of watching it terrified him. He had always struggled with that genre; his two brothers loved horror movies and insisted on watching them when they were kids, which led to Charles having countless sleepless nights.

He had tried to convince Max or Arthur to watch it before him and tell him if it was too scary, but neither of them had time. He searched for summaries on YouTube, but it was still too early for people to have summarized it.

The only thing left was to mentally prepare himself. Be very aware that it was all fiction and that nothing would come after him once the movie ended.

He arrived at his girlfriend’s apartment, greeting her with a kiss and a box of her favorite sweets along with a rose.

“Aw, thanks, Charlie,” she hugged him and gave him a longer kiss. “Come on, I’ve got everything ready to watch it.”

Y/N was truly excited, and it showed on her face. She was very proud of this project and eager to show it to her biggest supporter at last. Charles knew this and had done everything possible to stay calm. But then he saw the setup: Y/N had turned down all the lights, leaving only a few candles lit, and the movie was already on the TV. The poster showed her covered in blood with a terrified expression.

“Are you ready?” Y/N said, sitting on the couch. Charles followed suit, and she snuggled up against his chest.

“Of course,” he said immediately. “Why wouldn’t I be?”

Y/N looked at him with a little smile and kissed his cheek before pressing play. The first fifteen minutes were fine; they were introducing the plot and the characters. But then the tone of the movie started to darken, and Charles shifted nervously in his seat. Y/N noticed and intertwined her hand with Charles’, placing it on her chest.

Y/N realized how Charles flinched several times during the next few minutes, so she sat up and paused the movie.

“What’s wrong?” Charles asked instantly, completely confused though secretly relieved to have a moment to rest.

“Charles, you know I won’t be mad if you’re scared to watch the movie, right?” Y/N spoke with a sweet smile.

Charles pressed his lips together and looked down, just enough for Y/N to widen her smile and kiss him, cupping his cheeks with her hands. “I’m not scared,” he said in the middle of the kiss. Y/N raised her eyebrows, said nothing, and exited the movie. “But don’t turn it off, I want to watch it, I swear!”

“Char…”

“No, let’s watch it, mon amour,” Charles insisted, taking control of the remote.

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charlesleclerc IT WAS DARK AND I FELT SOMETHING IN MY FACE I WAS SCARED

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A Dog Situation

Request: Hi I love your work and was wondering if you could do a Tim Bradford x daughter!reader where maybe Nolan is watching her while Tim is at work because it’s a weekend, and they decide to go out to lunch and on the way back they pass by a box that says ‘free puppies’ a reader grabs one and Nolan knows he shouldn’t agree but he’s a big softie and then Tim comes homes and is just so confused.

No pressure to write this have a good day/night🫶🏻

Pairings: Tim Bradford x Daughter!Reader

Warnings: fluff

Baby Bradford: A Little Fighter

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A/N: thank you to @callsigns-haze for making this very adorable banner!

It was rare for Tim to be working on a weekend but Sergeant Grey needed all the help he could get out on the streets. Tim loved his job but he loved spending time with you more. Of course, you understood that his job could be demanding and took him away from you on the weekends, you couldn't be mad about that after all he is the one paying the bills.

Usually, you would have a babysitter on hand or when the others weren't working that got put on babysitting duty, giving your normal babysitter a break. Normally Talia and Nolan would be going in as well but weren't called in for whatever reason. You had known that he was getting called into work the weekend on Thursday and it wasn't a big surprise. Instead of your dad coming home Friday night he would be working until Saturday night which meant that Nolan would be picking you up and spending the night at your house in the guest room.

You love your ‘Uncle’ Nolan. He gave you all the sweets you wanted and let you do things your dad wouldn't let you do, though he respected your dad's rules. He also understood you and knew how to react in certain situations because he also had a kid, a son. If it wasn't for him, you probably would be much harder on your dad, of course you were hard on him but it could be worse.

It had been decided that Tim would be dropping you off at school Friday morning and then Nolan would be picking you up. You had already known Angela and Talia very well and Tim trusted them with you. It took a while but eventually Tim was ok with leaving you with the rookies, you made fast friends with everyone. He was more than ok leaving you with Nolan because he too was a dad and knew how children could be, he knew how to handle situations.

Tim's 6:30 AM alarm had just gotten off and jerked him out of his sleep. He was quick to turn it off before it could wake you up. He laid there for a second but then was rolling out of bed and started to get ready for a full day of work and then overnight work. He quickly took a shower and brushed his teeth and then dressed, after he was done, he walked out and went to your room and checked in on you. He smiled seeing that you were still asleep. He closed the door and went to the kitchen, starting a pot of coffee for him and started to get breakfast ready for him and you. When he heard your door open and the pitter patter of feet coming into the kitchen he smiled, right on time. “Hey, Sweetheart.” He said when you came and stood next to him, he slung an arm around your shoulders and you melted into his touch.

“Hi, Daddy.” You said not truly awake yet. He turned and kissed your head and then turning back towards the food,

“Remember Nolan is going to be picking you up today and staying with you until I get off work tomorrow afternoon.” He said and you nodded.

“I remember.” You said and he smiled and then you were moving away from him and grabbing a glass so you could get something to drink. Just about that time he had turned off the stove and you watched him stack the pancakes on the plates, then heading over to you sitting one plate in front of you and then the other where he would be sitting.

Both of you ate in a relatively comfortable silence, every now and then talk would happen but other than that nothing much was said. When you both finished your breakfast, he looked at you “Go ahead and get ready for school.” He said and watched you get up and put your plate in the sink and then scamper off heading to get ready for school, he smiled watching you. He asked himself how he got so lucky to have you as a kid. He hated what your mother did to you but that just meant that you had a stronger bond with him. Not long, you were coming out dressed and ready to go. He smiled at you as you grabbed your bag and he grabbed his and the both of you were out the door and to his truck.

After a short trip to your school, he was pulling up to the front of the school and turning to you. “Be good and don't smart off. Also remember to be good for Nolan when he comes and picks you up and stays with you.” He said, giving you a pointed look and you smiled up at him.

“I’m always good, Dad.” You said and he smiled and kissed your forehead.

“Don’t put him in a situation where he can't say no to either.” He said as you were getting out and you turned and smirked at him.

“I would never do that.” You said with a playfully hurt expression but he quickly turned into a smile and then you were shutting the door and giving him a wave and then you were off going into the school meeting up with some of your friends.

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Tim arrived at the precinct and had just parked beside Lucy’s car. He got out and started into the precinct. He said hi to people and the front desk person. He walked into the locker room and started getting dressed when Nolan walked up to him. “Hey.” He said and Tim looked at him and smiled.

“Hey, Y/N is excited to be able to hang out with you tonight and tomorrow.” He said and Nolan smiled.

“I’m excited too. I love that kid.” Nolan said and that made Tim smile.

“She loves you too. Oh, don’t let her get you in a situation that you can’t say no to. She is good about doing that. Also don’t fall for the puppy dog eyes.” Tim said and Nolan chuckled.

“Nobody can resist those eyes.” He said and Tim smiled and agreed. They walked out in the briefing room and got ready to start the day.

The rest of the day went by smoothly, calls were answered and arrests were made. Before anyone knew it, it was the end of the day. Nolan walked in and got changed and as he was walking out Tim caught him. “Hey, have a good night tonight and day tomorrow. If you need me, call me and I’ll answer and if I’m needed, I’ll be there. Kitchen is fair game and so is the coffee, other drinks, there is food in the pantry, freezer, and fridge. Take out is also an option, Y/N/N knows where the money is and she has my credit card plugged into her phone and most take out options.” Tim said and Nolan nodded and smiled.

“Don’t worry, we’ll have fun and if we need you, you will be notified. Also, I can pay for the food.” Nolan said and Tim nodded.

“You don’t have to do that.” Tim said and Nolan shook his head.

“I want to.” He replied and Tim nodded in defeat. He knew that his little girl is in good hands but he’s a dad, it’s his job to worry. “Now go continue your shift. I’m gonna go and pick up your little girl and we’re going to have a blast. We’ll send pictures.” Nolan said and that made Tim smile. Tim walked off when Seargent Grey called out to him and Nolan was off to get you. Nolan walked to his truck and got in after throwing his bag into the back and then he got into the driver’s side and started his truck up and headed to your school, which wasn’t that far. Nolan got in the line with the other cars and waited for them to move. When he was finally up in the front, he saw you waiting and then when you saw him you smiled and hurriedly walked to his truck and he got in. “Hello, Baby Braford.” He said and you rolled your eyes.

“Hello, Uncle Nolan.” You said and you gave him a hug and you both were headed to your house. “What’s the plan for tonight?” You asked and he smiled.

“Well, your dad said there was some food in the pantry, fridge, and freezer. So, we can cook something up or we can order out. I was also thinking about having a movie night.” He said and you turned to him and he made a quick glance at you and saw you smiling and smiled but then paid attention to the road.

“Ohhh!!! Chinese food and movie night!” You said and he chuckled.

“You got it.” He said “We’ll order it once we get home.” He added and you nodded excited. Before you knew it you were home and he was pulling into the driveway. He parked the truck and killed the engine and then you both were getting out. Nolan grabbed his second bag and you grabbed your backpack and you both headed into the house after you unlocked the door with your key. You set your bag on by the door and Nolan walked to the guest room and set his bag on the bed. He walked out of the room and into the kitchen where you were leaning against the counter scrolling on your phone answering texts from your friends and your dad. You looked up when you heard Nolan. “Alright, you wanna go ahead and order the food and get movie night started?” He asked and nodded excitedly. “Why don’t you go and get changed and I’ll order, my treat.” He said before you could argue and nodded and headed off. “Want your usual?” He asked and you turned to him.

“Of course.” You said with that Bradford smirk and watched you walk on. He pulled out his phone and opened the app and ordered his and your usual order. Now the wait starts.

It wasn’t long until you had come out in some sweats and your dad’s hoodie that you “borrowed” from him but he knew he had lost it when you got your hands on it. Nolan had gotten the TV said up when you had come out of your room and into the living room. “What do you want to watch?” He asked as you came and sat down on the couch.

“National Treasure?” You asked

“Oh, my favorite. Do you want to start with the first one and then watch the second one?” He asked and you nodded excitedly. This is why he was your favorite. 20 minutes into the movie and the doorbell rang meaning the food was here and he got up to answer it as you got up and grabbed drinks. He shut the door and you both walked into the living room. You both sorted out the food and then you started the movie back up and began to eat.

After National Treasure ended you started National Treasure: Book of Secrets up and you both laughed and commented throughout the movie. Food was eaten throughout both movies and you had a blanket thrown over you. It was getting pretty late by the time that one ended but you were nowhere near ready to go to bed. As the credits rolled you looked over at Nolan “What’s it’s gonna be now?” You asked and he thought about it.

“Top Gun?” He asked and he watched your face light up. Top Gun was one of your all-time favorites and it was your dad’s too.

“Yes!!!! I knew you were my favorite for a reason.” You said and he laughed.

“There are a lot of reasons why I’m your favorite.” He said and you nodded.

“You got that right.” You said and then you got up and switched out the movies and then rushed to the couch and threw the blanket back over you and snuggled into Nolan. When it got to Goose’s death you cried so hard, you always did and Nolan wasn’t going to lie he teared up too. Once it ended, which you were sad about, you turned to him “Did you hear that they are coming out with a second one?” You asked and he turned to you.

“Oh really? When is it coming out?” He asked

“They haven’t given a date yet.” You said and he nodded and then you decided on a few more movies, Rock of Ages, Battleship, and all of the Mission Impossibles, and before you knew it, it was 12 AM. Throughout the night pictures of you and Nolan’s selfies of you and him eating and making funny pictures were sent to Tim.

“Alright, kiddo. Time for bed.” He said and you looked at him.

“I’m not even tired.” You said just as soon as a yawn escaped you and he chuckled.

“Nope. Bed time.” He said and you pouted but got up and trudged off into your room and got into bed and fell asleep quickly.

Nolan started to clean up and turn the TV off and made sure the movie was in the movie case, and threw away the trash. He turned off the lights and headed to the guest room. He stopped at your door and opened it and checked in on you and smiled when he saw that you were sound asleep. He shut the door and walked into the bedroom and got ready for bed. Once he was ready, he laid down and was quick to fall asleep.

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The next morning, Saturday, you woke up the smell of bacon and pancakes. Your stomach growled and it had you getting up and walking out of your room and into the kitchen to see Nolan already dressed and at the stove. When he heard you, he turned and he smiled “Hey.” He said and you smiled “I figured we have breakfast and then get out of the house and do some shopping and hanging out.” He said and you smiled.

“That sounds great.” You said and he smiled and turned off the stove and then handed you a plate and you both got what you wanted and then sat down at the table. You saw that your drink and his coffee were already on the table. Breakfast was eaten and small talk was made. He asked you about school and you asked him about work. It was fun and it was like when you were talking with your dad.

After breakfast you were getting up and putting your dish in the sink, something your dad taught you from an early age “Hey, once you get dressed and teeth brushed. We’ll get going.” Nolan said and you nodded. You were quick to get ready into some jeans and a ‘Talk to me, Goose’ shirt and then you threw on your dad’s hoodie again. You brushed your teeth and put your hair up in a ponytail. You grabbed your phone and headed into the kitchen. Nolan had just finished wiping down the table and counter when he turned when he heard you “Ready to go?” He asked and you nodded and he smiled. You both walked out and you locked the door behind you. You both got into the truck and headed off into the town.

When he got to where he had planned, he parked and killed the engine and then you both were getting out and walked into the shop. You both had a blast and bought some things. Everything was close enough so you didn’t have to keep getting back into the truck and leaving. After spending the morning shopping, you decided to have lunch at a cute little bakery. You both talked about anything and everything. As you finished lunch and were heading back to the truck because your dad was due home in 3 hours, you heard what sounded like puppy whimpering and you being an animal lover had to go and investigate. Meaning you veered off from Nolan and he was quick to take notice of this “Y/N.” He said and started off after you but you ignored him “Y/N Bradford, you cannot just walk off.” He said in a tone a parent would use when scolding a child, which he technically was.

“But Uncle Nolan! I heard puppies! I just couldn’t walk away.” You all but pouted.

“Never do it again.” He said and you nodded. You then turned and looked at the box that said ‘Free Puppies’. You peered down at them and there were only 2 left. They were Golden Retriever puppies, standard golden color. They both came straight to you when you bent down to see them and you picked them up, both were male. Nolan could see the wheels turning “Y/N.” He said in a warning tone.

“Uncle Nolan.” You whined “Please. Look at them.” You said and put the puppy in front of his face and licked him and then he looked at you and you had brought on your puppy dog eyes. This would be the situation that Tim said not to let you get him into. Nolan had an internal battle with himself but his heart won.

“Ok, fine.” He said “They're kind of cute.” He said and you squealed

“We need to take the other one, Uncle Nolan. We can't split them up.” You said and Nolan looked apprehensive.

“Y/N.” He said trying so hard not to give in but he was losing.

“Please, with a cherry on top.” You pleaded with puppy dog eyes.

“Fine. I remember passing a pet store while walking around. We can stop in and grab some stuff. Your dad is going to kill me.” He said but you weren’t listening to him because you were interested in the puppies. As you arrived at the pet store you walked in and Nolan got a shopping cart and first went to the collars, leashes, and harness. You got collars, harnesses, and leashes in blue and red. Then you went to get bowls for water and food. After doing that you got some KONG toys and 4 beds. Then two crates that would be switched to bigger ones when they got older. As you got to the food you were a little lost until a worker came over and helped you and got you treats. Then you went to the dog tags. “What are you gonna name them?” Nolan asked and you thought long and hard about it.

“Maverick and Goose.” You said beaming up at him, he smiled and shook his head. That is a perfect name. He typed it in for you, putting Maverick on the front and then your name and phone number and then Tim’s name and number on the back it printed out on a blue dog bone shaped tag with black writing. He did the same for Goose but on a red tag. Maverick and Goose had fallen asleep in your arms. Once it was done you headed over to check out and you paid for everything with your money and then you both were heading out and to his truck. He loaded everything and then helped you get in.

When you arrived back home you got out when the truck was parked and the engine was killed. You got out and put Maverick and Goose down on the ground to let him use the bathroom which he immediately did and then you headed inside. You played with Maverick and Goose while he brought everything in. When he did so he set everything up and got some water in a bowl and some food in the bowl. “Your dad is going to kill me.” He said again.

“No, he isn’t.” You said not taking your attention away from your new dogs. Not even 30 minutes later you heard your dad’s truck. Nolan and you looked up as he walked in and he froze when the puppies ran to him.

“Y/N.” He said when you came running to him.

“Dad.” You said in the same tone.

“What is this?” He asked

“This is Maverick and Goose. Our new dog!” You said excitedly and then he looked over at Nolan who had appeared.

“What happened?” Tim asked

“I was put in a position that I couldn’t say no.” Nolan said and Tim gave him a look “I couldn’t say no. She used the puppy dog eyes on me.” He said and then Tim turned to you.

“I told you not to put him in a situation where he couldn’t say no.” He said and you picked up the puppy and held it in front of Tim.

“But Daaaddd-” You said “look at them. How can you just pass this face up?” You added and Maverick, who you had picked up, licked him in the face and his face melted and he smiled and you knew you had won.

“Fine. We can keep him. But they are your responsibility. You take them out every time they wake up no matter what time and 30 minutes after they eat. You take them on walks. I’ll step in when needed but they are your responsibility. Understand?” He asked and you nodded.

“Yes, sir.” You said “We put your name and number on their tags as well as mine.” You added and he nodded.

“Good.” He nodded and then you scampered off to play with Maverick and Goose. Both men watched you being happy.

“I couldn’t say no, honestly.” Nolan said

“It’s ok. I probably wouldn’t have said no either. She can be very convincing.” Tim said chuckling and so did Nolan “You are welcome to leave or you can stay. It’s up to you.” He said and Nolan nodded.

“I’ll stay if that is ok with you. I love puppies and being able to hang out with Y/N/N. After all, I'm her favorite uncle.” Nolan said and Tim laughed.

“That is true. Shall we go and get acquainted with the new family member?” Tim asked, looking at Nolan and he looked at him.

“I think we shall.” Nolan said. Both of them walked into the living room and sat down on the floor Maverick and Goose and you were quick to notice. Everyone laughed and was having a good time. Tim looked over at you.

“Are you happy, Baby Girl?” He asked and you looked at him and smiled.

“I am, Dad. Really happy.” You said and he could see that.

“As long as you're happy. I’m happy.” He said and pulled you into a hug which you snuggled into.

You’ve always wanted a male Golden Retriever and now you have two named Maverick or Goose. You were happy and loved him. Your dad had to admit that he loved him too, he has always wanted a dog in the house but always had been too busy but now that you had one in the house everything just seemed perfect and whole. Maverick and Goose had completed your family and you and your dad couldn’t be happier.

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Bookworm & the Prince Part 2

Part 1

Word Count: 2.5k

Pairing: Fiyero x neutral!reader

A/N: Thank you everyone for all the love and support, I truly appreciate!!😊🫶🏻 I did see the result from the poll and it was unanimous that a lot of you wanted the story to continue. I did not however mean to wait this long to post the second half of this, but things got so busy for me and I just completely forgot! Thank you for your patience!

Summary: To make up for “disrupting” reader’s studying in the library, Fiyero invites them to join him for a study session out in the campus gardens.

Warnings: None

The next day, you were buried in your books, as usual. The library was quiet, but there was an unsettling sense of anticipation in the air — probably due to the constant teasing you had received from Fiyero the previous day. You were trying to focus on a particular dense chapter about magical theory when a familiar voice interrupted your thoughts.

“Knew I’d find you here.”

You looked up, already knowing who it was.

Fiyero stood in front of you, his trademark grin plastered on his face, as always.

“I’m busy,” you muttered, eyes already returning to the page.

“Oh, come on, you’re not too busy to come study with me, are you?” He asked, the mischievous edge in his voice unmistakable.

You glanced up again, raising an eyebrow. “Study? With you?”

“Exactly,” he said, leaning in slightly. “We can head out to the gardens. It’s peaceful out there, and I’m sure you could use the fresh air.”

You sighed, rolling your eyes. “And what makes you think I’d agree to study with you with all people?”

“I’m very persuasive,” Fiyero said with a wink, stepping closer to the table. “Besides, you’ll be more work done than you think. It’s all about the environment, Y/N.”

You starred at him, your expression a mix of suspicion and curiosity. “And what in it for me?”

Fiyero leaned a little closer, lowing his voice. “A change of scenery. And, of course, your favorite prince’s company.” He gave you a playful, exaggerated bow. “I’m sure that’s incentive enough.”

You couldn’t help the small, reluctant smile that tugged at your lips. “You’re impossible.”

“I’m persistent,” he corrected, raising an eyebrow.

“So, what do you say? One hour. No distractions. Just you, me, and our books in the gardens. A perfect study spot.”

You sighed dramatically, but your lips quirked with amusement. “Fine. But don’t expect me to be entertained by your company. I’ll be there to study, not to be distracted by your ridiculous antics.”

Fiyero gave you a satisfied smile. “Deal.” He turned to walk toward the door but glanced back over his shoulder. “I’ll meet you at the garden entrance in twenty minutes. Don’t be late.”

You watched him go, rolling your eyes. You knew you were being unreasonable, but the last thing you needed was for Fiyero to turn a study session into one of his games. You grumbled to yourself as you gathered your materials.

Twenty minutes later, you found yourself standing outside the garden entrance, arms crossed and waiting. It wasn’t that you didn’t enjoy the peace of the gardens — it was one of the few places at Shiz where she could think without distraction — but the idea of spending time with Fiyero always came with its own set of challenges.

“Here I am,” Fiyero’s voice called out, and you turned to see him walking toward you with that same playful grin.

“You’re late,” you said, trying to keep your indifferent demeanor.

Fiyero shrugged as if it was no big deal. “You weren’t exactly on time yourself, bookworm.”

“I wasn’t the one who had to go back and pick flowers on my way here,” you retorted, raising an eyebrow.

He laughed, a sound that always made the air around him brighter. “I’m sure you wouldn’t mind if I picked a few for you next time.”

You shot him a look. “We’re here to study, remember?”

“Right, right,” he said, still smirking, “Let’s sit.” He gestured to the grass, where he’d already had a blanket laid out with his notes and books. “I promise no distractions today.”

You reluctantly kneeled beside him, settling your books in front of you and preparing to dive into the material. But it was hard to focus with Fiyero so close by. He had a way of making everything feel…less serious.

“So,” he began, flipping open one of his books, “do you mind if I ask how you study? Do you do the whole ‘quiet corner’ thing, or are you a ‘study while walking around type’?”

You couldn’t help the smile that tugged at your lips. “I don’t walk around. I like my space and my quiet. And my books.” You looked at him with a raised eyebrow. “Not that you’d understand.”

He gave you a mock pout. “Ouch. You wound me Y/N.”

“Good,” you muttered under your breath, trying to ignore him.

Fiyero leaned closer, his voice dropping low and teasing. “You know, if you focused on me as much as you do your books, you’d actually be very entertained.”

You glanced up, your lips curving into a sly smile. “Is that what you think? You think you’re more interesting than my books?”

He leaned back, a mischievous glint in his eyes, “I’m definitely more interesting than your books.”

And just like that, the study session continued — less about studying, and more about the light, teasing energy between the two of you that seemed impossible to resist.

More than hour had passed, and the evening sun began to dip beneath the horizon, painting the sky in hues of pin and gold. The gardens once filled with light, were now cloaked in the gentle shadows of dusk. You closed the last of your books with a sigh, glancing at the setting sun. The peaceful evening had made it easy to lose track of time, but now, with your paper almost done, you knew it was time to call it quits.

“I think that’s enough for today,” you said, standing up and gathering your things. “I’m getting a little tired, and I’ve still got a few other things to do.”

Fiyero was leaning back on the blanket, his gaze fixed up at the sky. He looked at you as you start to pack up, and for a moment, his usual teasing smile faded into something a little more serious.

“Wait.”

You paused, raising an eyebrow, “What now?”

He didn’t move at first, his eyes still on the sky. “Stay a little longer.”

You stared at him, unsure if you’d heard him correctly. “What?”

“Just for a little while,” he repeated, sitting up and pushing himself off the ground. He moved toward you with that same confident, casual air he always carried, but there was something different in his voice tonight. Something softer, almost vulnerable. “I promise, no distractions. Just… sit with me. Watch the stars.”

“You want me to stay here…and do nothing but stare at the sky?” You asked, your voice a little doubtful.

“Exactly,” he said with a grin, though it was softer than usual. “You don’t need to worry about anything else. Just for tonight, don’t think about your papers, your research, or your perfect study schedule. Just… stay with me for a bit.”

You hesitated. The thought of sitting still and letting the evening slip by felt foreign, but there was something about the way he said — so earnestly — that made it hard to say no.

You let out quiet sigh, giving in despite yourself. “Fine. But don’t make it weird.”

“Promise,” he said, his grin returning, this time warmer.

You lay back down on the blanket and Fiyero followed, settling beside you. The quiet of the evening settled around you, the only sound the rustling of the trees and the occasional distant chirping of insects. You let your eyes wander up to the sky, were the first starts of the evening were beginning to twinkle, scattered across the vast expanse above. There was something calming about the stillness of the moment, about being there with Fiyero, who was always so full of energy, now quietly beside you.

“This is nice,” you finally admitted, your voice softer than usual. “I can’t remember the last time I just… relaxed like this.”

Fiyero glanced over you, his lips curving into a small, pleased smile. “It’s easy to forget how to just be sometimes, huh?”

You nodded, your gaze still fixed on the sky. “I’m so used to having to do something all the time. Study, research, work.”

“You’re allowed to take a break every once in a while, you know.” Fiyero’s voice was gentle, almost like he was giving you permission to let go of your usual responsibilities.

You didn’t respond right away. Instead, you let the silence stretch between the two of you, watching the stars come out in full force.

The cool night air began to settle in, but it was peaceful, calming. You realized how rare it was for you to simply enjoy the moment without the weight of expectations hanging over you. There was something about the way the stars seemed to stretch on endlessly, filling the sky with mysteries yet to be solved. It made the problems of your everyday life feel suddenly smaller, more manageable.

“I think I could get used to this,” you murmured after a while, your voice thoughtful.

“Getting used to me?” Fiyero teased, nudging your shoulder gently.

“Don’t get ahead of yourself,” you replied, though the smile tugging at the corners of your lips betrayed you.

The two of you fell into a comfortable silence again, watching the stars. The night seemed to stretch on forever, but neither of you rushed to leave.

After a while, Fiyero broke the quiet again, his voice soft but sincere. “I’m glad you stayed.”

You glanced over at him, your heart giving a small flutter at the sincerity in his eyes. “Me too,” you said, your tone quiet.

His gaze lingered back on you for a moment, and for the first time that evening, the playful smirk that always seemed to accompany his words faded. He turned fully onto his side to face you, his face inches from yours.

Your breath caught in your throat at the sudden closeness. Your eyes flickered to his lips, and you felt your pulse quicken.

Fiyero reached up to tuck a strand of hair behind your ear, his fingers brushing lightly against your skin. His touch was surprisingly gentle, and it sent a shiver down your spine. His hand slid down to cup your cheek, his eyes never leaving yours.

Your thoughts were only on the moment, on the soft pressure of Fiyero’s hand on your cheek and the warmth that seemed to spread between you. The air felt charged, like something was on the edge of happening, and it was all you could to keep your breathing steady, to not give in to the pull between you both.

Fiyero shifted slightly, his face only inches from yours now. His hand still cupping your face, his thumb tracing circular motions, but the touch was more deliberate now, the warmth of his skin sending sparks of awareness through you.

Fiyero slowly leaned in, his face now close enough that you could feel the warmth radiating from him. He paused for a fraction of a second, as if waiting for you to pull away or tell him to stop. But you didn’t.

Instead, you closed the small distance between yourself and Fiyero, your breath mingling with his as you met him halfway. Your lips touched softly at first, a tentative brush that left both of you breathless, as if testing the waters. But when neither pulled away, the kiss deepened, growing more confident, more urgent, as if all the teasing, all the lingering touches of the evening had led them to this exact moment.

For a moment, the world seemed to disappear around them. There was nothing but the two of you, the night, and the stars overhead. When you finally pulled away, both you and Fiyero were left breathless, your faces flushed, and hearts racing.

Your fingers were still lightly resting against his chest, feeling the rapid beat of his heart beneath your touch. Fiyero’s hand lingered on your cheek for a moment before sliding away, though his gaze stayed locked on yours, a soft smile tugging at the corners of his lips.

You looked up at him, your voice a little shaky, but soft. “You really know how to ruin a study session, don’t you?”

Fiyero chuckled, his grin widening. “I wouldn’t call it ruined. Enhanced, maybe.”

“Enhanced?” You repeated, arching an eyebrow. “You interrupted my perfectly peaceful night of academic productivity, dragged me out here, and—”

“Kissed you under the stars,” he finished smoothly, his smirk turning into something softer as he laced his hand with yours. “You’re welcome, by the way.”

You rolled your eyes, but once again, the smile tugging at your lips betrayed you. “You’re insufferable.”

“And yet, here you are,” he teased, leaning back into the grass and pulling you with him until you were both lying side by side again.

Another moment passed, as the two of you stared up at the sky, the stars shimmering brightly above. The silence between you both wasn’t awkward or heavy—it was warm, comfortable, like the space between you and Fiyero had shifted, leaving no room for walls or defenses.

“You know,” Fiyero said after a while, his voice quieter now, almost hesitant, “this wasn’t just about stargazing.”

You shifted your gaze to him, your brow furrowing slightly. “What do you mean?”

He exhaled a soft laugh, rubbing the back of his neck as he turned to meet your gaze. “This whole thing,” he said, gesturing vaguely to the garden, the stars, and their impromptu study session. “It was kind of… my way of getting you to go on a date with me.”

You blinked, your lips parting in surprise. “A date?”

“Yeah,” he admitted, his grin sheepish now, a rare look of vulnerability in his usually confident demeanor. “I mean, you’re always so busy with your books and your papers, and I figured if I asked outright, you’d probably just say no.”

You stared at him for a moment, your surprise quickly melting into something softer. “So, instead of asking me like a normal person, you orchestrated this whole stargazing-and-study-session thing?”

“Pretty much,” he said, his smile growing. “And, if I’m being honest, I think it worked out pretty well.”

You laughed, the sound light and warm as you shook your head. “You’re ridiculous.”

“And yet,” he said, leaning closer with a playful glint in his eye, “you’re still here.”

You couldn’t stop the smile that spread across your face. “Yeah, well, maybe it’s not all bad.”

“Not all bad?” He repeated, feigning offense. “I’ll take that as a glowing review.”

The both of you laughed, the sound filling the quiet garden. When it faded, Fiyero reached out, brushing a strand of hair from your face, his touch gentle. “For the record,” he said softly, his voice sincere, “I’m really glad you stayed.”

You looked at him, your heart skipping a beat at the warmth in his gaze. “Me too,” you said, your voice just as quiet.

As the stars sparkled above them, you couldn’t help but think that maybe, just maybe, taking a break from your books, wasn’t such a bad idea—especially if it meant more nights like this with Fiyero.

[autieofthevalley]

Okay, so there's a thing i might say that be a bit controversial but i'll say it : Song Mingi is indeed horny but it's not his whole personality.

I saw people on twitter talk about a tiktok i saw like maybe yesterday or the day before, and the person talked about Mingi being like a big ass horndog, and while i said that i agreed with that person for the horny part, that person apparently thinks even worse, and view Mingi as ONLY a horny dude who just wants to fuck. So, i'll like to speak about that.

Yes, Mingi is horny like literally every man on this earth, idol or not, the fact that he probably fucks or touch himself in private, is not really my business atp, he does what he want to do. He's 25 years old, that's a grown ass man, idol or not, if he wants to fuck, he can, if he wants to date too, that's not my thing to decide either. HOWEVER !

Mingi is principally a human, like the rest of ATEEZ, and has also his own personality, his personality is not being horny or being a fuckboy, his personality (from what we mostly know, because we don't really know how he's truly being behind cameras) is being funny, adorable, kind, joyful, full of energy, who loves performing, loves his atinys/mingtis, loves and believe in what he's doing.

So yes, he adores to feel himself on stage, he loves fanservice, he loves when people praise him/support him/cheer for him (i mean he's a leo man, they love attention and being adored, non sexually i mean).

But he's not only a horndog who loves to fucks, that's just part of his job and the fanservice he brings too. I'm not saying there's no horniness in that, because the way he's doing more and more lately, there's must be at least a little part of him being actually horny, but it's not all horniness.

So while, i'm always saying i want to fuck him (because that's what i'm feeling, idol or not, i would want to fuck him because, between me and you, he's really attractive and hot, let's not lie to each other), i also try to not fall into the easy path of seeing Mingi as only a fuckboy. That's why i had to make this post, as a reminder to anyone, and also a reminder for myself to always value Mingi correctly as a human with a nice personality (from what he shows).

Let's not fall into the easy path, and always see Mingi (also the rest of ATZ) with a good eye, folks ❤️

Much love to Mingi, the rest of ATEEZ, my moots, and the people who follows me for my content 🫶🏻

[mrschristensen]

Christmas Anxieties starring Hayden Christensen [PART 2]

WARNINGS: suggestive/sexual aftermath implied (otherwise pure fluff!), female s/o, pet names/name calling (honey, babe)

synopsis: Finally, the day was here; Hayden was going to propose… and he was going to make sure both of them remembered it forever.

-> note: Merry Christmas! 🫶🏻

WC: 1,097 words

Hayden took in a deep breath, holding his currently asleep girlfriend just a little tighter in his arms. Today was Christmas. It was one of his favorite times of the year. However, this year was much different. This year… he was proposing to her.

It was scary for him, if he was being honest. The thought of being bound to someone like that terrified him as much as it excited him. The change would definitely be a big one, but he was more than ready to call the love of his life beside him his wife.

He could picture it now: Looking so beautiful in a wedding dress, walking down the aisle toward him. She’s as big of a Star Wars nerd as he is, and he knew that if they were going to have a wedding, she’d want it in the spot that both of them had agreed on without hesitation: Lake Como.

He was snapped out of his thoughts when he heard a little noise come from her, turning a bit in his grasp. He smiled slightly, leaning in and pressing a kiss to her head, making her emit the noise a second time. Yeah, she was definitely awake.

“Morning, honey,” he whispers to her.

“Morning…” she responds groggily, looking up at him with tired eyes and a lazy smile. They then kissed a few times—something that was just subconsciously “routine” even though it just meant they were madly in love—before he spoke again.

“Let me guess… You wanna open presents?”

She chuckles a bit, nuzzling her face in his neck. “Maybe…”

He chuckled as well, “Alright then, let’s go.”

After making his morning tea, they both sat down and opened their presents. These were the kinds of moments he lived for; it was their first Christmas together, yes, but it was such a memorable moment nonetheless.

He absolutely spoiled her—given that he always loves to spoil her—but he knew she wasn’t in it for the money. She always tried to pay for things herself, even if he offered (usually he ended up winning that fight). She was just so… grateful, like she was just honored to be in his mere presence. He could understand why, since he was a major celebrity and she wasn’t, but it didn’t change his view of her either way. They were both human in the end.

“I think I have one last present…” he says, and her brows furrow in confusion.

“There’s no more?” she says, looking under the tree to double check. “What are you talking about…”

When she turned around he was on one knee, in his hand… a ring box. Shining from it was this absolutely gorgeous and extremely expensive looking ring, and it made her gasp slightly. Suddenly all air dissipated, her throat closing around itself. Her heart was racing and thrumming in her ears at a million miles a minute.

“Babe…” he started while taking her hand, a look of pure devotion and what could only be defined as true love in his blue-gray eyes. “I know we’ve only been together for a few months, but… I know you’re the one for me. It feels like I’ve known you for forever, when I really haven’t. You make my heart race and my body react to you in ways I thought were untrue. Everything about you sets it aflame. Your eyes, your hair, your smile, your personality, the way you react to certain things, your undeniable sense of humor… the list goes on, but I will save you the rambling so I don’t embarrass myself further. But I…” he takes a deep, uneven breath. “I love you so fucking much. More than I thought I could ever love anyone. I never knew the feeling until I met you. Truly knew. It would be an absolute honor and the best thing to ever happen to me if you would take my hand in marriage, be my fiancé and, eventually, my wife. I just… I don’t think I could bear not taking such a step with you. I want to take that step with you. You and only you. But… only if you’ll have me. So please… will you marry me?”

Her other hand was cupped over her mouth, brows slightly downturned as what felt like thousands of emotions came over her. She was in shock, clearly, but she was also feeling so much more. A single tear came down her cheek. “Hayden…”

“Don’t cry, my love. Please.” He brings his hand that held hers to her face, wiping away the tear. “It only makes you think you don’t want this. But… I’d rather hear what you truly wish than the opposite-”

“Yes.”

His eyes widened in surprise, looking at her. “…What did you say?”

“Yes!” she breathed, exasperated, more tears rolling freely. “Yes, yes, a thousand times yes.”

He smiled so big that he thought he was going to permanently damage his face somehow, and rose to his feet, taking her tightly in his arms at the same time. He let her cry into him, knowing it was an extremely emotional moment. She had a lot of self doubt, often questioning her worth and whether or not she actually deserved him. She deserved the world; and he was going to be the one to give it to her.

“I love you,” she said shakily from his neck, still crying.

“I love you too,” he murmured, tears of his own slowly welling in his eyes. It was such a pivotal moment in their relationship, and he was just so overjoyed she actually wanted to get married.

He took her hand, taking the ring out of the box and sliding it gently onto her finger. They both looked at it, how it glistened in the warm lights of the tree so perfectly. It looked gorgeous on her, like it was made for her (which it was, since he had it custom made). He then brought her hand to his lips, kissing the back of it while looking up at her, making her blush. It caused him to smirk a little, knowing she always liked that gesture.

“This might be the best Christmas gift ever,” she says, her voice still uneven from how emotional she was. “I don’t think anything I could give you could ever compare.”

He smiles, taking her back into his arms and kissing her. “You’re my best Christmas gift ever,” he retorts, moving to give slow, torturous kisses down her neck. “And I think I’d like to unwrap it.”

Picking up on the hint, she smirked a little. “Yeah? Well… I wouldn’t be so opposed to that.”

“It’s not like you had a choice.”

“Is that a challenge?”

“Yes it is, future wife.”

[thatgiraffefromtlou]

UPPER HAND

‼️men dni‼️

literally just smut. not canon like in the slightest. reader finally gets to top ellie! readers body type, race, etc is not specified at all except for being a girl cuz.. ellie’s lesbian.. duh.. 🫶🏻

warnings?: bondage(? kinda? she’s cuffed to the bed idk) uh reader uses ice. praise, decoration if you squint. idk bro reader just teasing fr. not proof read.

word count: 1.8!

if you like this lmk and i will post part two. i just don’t wanna go in head first and yall think its cringe and hate it 😭 first actual like smut post ever- i had a wattpad but thats NOTHING compared to how i write now.. 🧍🏼

also had this ‘sexual content’ banner saved a while ago and forgot who i got it from please lmk if you know 🫡

Ellie lays in nothing but her underwear and a white wife pleaser, her toned body tensing under the pressure building in her cuffed and outstretched arms.

You love when she wears that shirt, you like how it leaves little to the imagination but still doesn't give away everything. You gaze at her body before you, the way her breathing is a little off and her freckles peek from where the hem of her shirt lays just above her prominent hip bone.

You could drool at the way her muscles look right now in the dim light of her room. She is beautiful in a way you could never truly describe. No matter what you say it would never do her beauty true justice, physically and spiritually. You almost begin to blush, the corner of your lips holding the ghost of a smile in appreciation for the girl sprawled out in front of you.

You quickly snap out of it, if Ellie catches even the smallest slip-up in your dominance you know she'll use it to her advantage. You crawl back off the bed, placing your feet onto the floor at the foot of the bed. Ellie watches your every move, like a predator stalking its prey. She agreed to the arrangement surprisingly easily—almost too easily…

The arrangement being getting to tie her up and do whatever you pleased. It was something you just mentioned in passing really and her response was "why not?" You figured she was just being cocky, like you couldn't make her whine and beg for your touch like she had done to you countless times before.

You had already been at this for a good 15 minutes at this point, undressing, kissing, biting, teasing, and whispering dirty things but she is still not giving in.

Not breaking eye contact, you begin taking off your t-shirt, slow and methodically as she watches. Her grip on the restraints tightens in anticipation, tugging at them, wanting to set herself free.

"Already?" you mock as your shirt finally falls to the ground, leaving you in only your panties.

"Come on… let me undress you.." she smirks with her words, emphasizing the *me* as she stares intently at your half-naked body.

"Hmm.. thought you'd hold out longer… throwing in the towel already?" you tease, enjoining Ellie's look of lust she has plastered on her face.

You watch her face for a moment, making sure she is okay with this. When there is no indication that she is uncomfortable and she doesn't say the safe word, you continue. You turn around to her closet and grab an old sleep mask she had tucked away a long while ago. You make your way to her and lean over her body, putting it around her head and covering her eyes to block her sight.

"Look at you.. getting creative," she comments, knowing full well those words turn you on. You ignore her words though. "What's the safe word?" your words are stern but still soft, a check-in that is a necessity. "Grey.." she answers softly. You smile and kiss her lips before pulling back.

"Not another word, Ellie. Be a good girl and just enjoy it, yeah?" you proudly say, the words pouring out of your mouth like an uncontrollable river. You know she likes praise as a top so why wouldn't she now?

She smirks at your words as they turn her on more, almost proud of you too. This almost ticks you off. You want her to be flustered, for you to have the upper hand, but it gives you an idea. You briefly leave her side, causing her to be a little confused before arriving back with a cup filled with ice cubes.

You walk back to the bed and place the cup onto the bedside table, causing them to bounce off each other making a clinking noise ring through the room. Ellie tilts her head towards the sound in curiosity. You get on top of Ellie and straddle her hips, making sure she can feel the heat from your core just below her navel.

You slowly rake your hands up her body, bringing her shirt with you till the fabric bunches above her breasts. You take your time as you let your hands roam, running your thumb along her nipples, feeling them harden as her breathing picks up slightly.

You smirk at her mouth siting slightly agape, glad she's finally shutting up. You lean over and grab an ice cube from the cup, placing it between your lips before you lean your head down to her body and gently drag the ice cube down the centre of her stomach.

She suddenly jolts upwards at the sensation, the head board hitting the wall slightly as she yanks her wrists away from it. She lets out a small grunt while doing so, before letting out an exhale as you lift the ice cube off of her body once more.

"Yeah?" you coo behind the ice, a smirk glued to your face.

You scoot down a little and your eyes meet with her navel. You slightly graze the ice cube over her hip bone down to the center of her waist band. Her stomach slightly dips in, her back arching and her hips swiveling away from the cold a little. The sensation heightened without her sight, causes her breathing to become louder and more fast now.

Unfortunately, the ice cube is about halfway gone at this point, you drag the remainder of it back up her body, leaving a wet trail beneath it. She lets out somewhat of a breathy moan, still holding back from letting you win.

You turn the ice and let it run over her left nipple, causing her whole body to writhe slightly with a faster and louder moan. You honestly would never have expected that, but you don't complain either.

"Shit.." she exhales making you lift your head up with surprise. Her moans are so soft yet echo so loudly in your head, you can feel your pussy twitch at each sound, but you have to keep your composure.

You crush the half melted ice cube between your teeth, leaving tiny fragments on your now bitterly cold tongue. You grab her jaw and tilt her head up, meeting Ellie's neck with your lips, running your tongue over her pulse point. Her hot skin melts the ice left in your mouth, turning it into water as you begin to suck and kiss the side of her neck.

"Babe.." she groans in your ear. "I don't think I can take much more” she admits in something close to shame, though you still weren’t satisfied.

It just wasn’t enough for her to admit defeat, you needed to see it. Actions spoke louder than words anyways.

"Sounds like a personal problem" you mumble as you continue to mark her.

You slowly drag your fingertips down her toned stomach as you readjust, moving from straddling her hips to just her thigh, one knee going between her legs. You bring one hand to the waistband of her underwear, grazing one finger underneath it as you trace the elastic against her skin. She lets her head fall back in frustration as her lips part again, breathing heavier than before. She lets out a small sigh of relief once your fingers move down to brush over her clothed pussy.

You palm it over the top of the thin cotton, feeling her pool of wetness under your gentle touch.

"You're already this wet?" you lean down to whisper into her ear, grazing your teeth against her earlobe.

"Fuck..." her cheeks begin to flush for the first time, her pale freckled skin finally dancing with a slight pink color.

You move your lips to meet hers, kissing her a little more hungrily than you had initially planned, but you couldn't help it. Your tongue finds hers instantly as she still fights for dominance.

Though you soon win because your hand keeps at its lazy pace over her neglected clit, enough to get her dripping more, to lose herself in her own desperation, but not enough to truly get off to.

Your other hand wraps around her throat, a move she loved to pull on you. She lets out quiet groans at your actions, her mask truly starting to slip with every brush over her clit and swipe of your tongue over hers.

You pull away from the kiss and Ellie lifts her head, searching for your lips again but you don't give it to her. You push your hand into her throat and her head falls back onto the pillow with a sigh. You slowly remove your other hand from between her hips, watching her face. Well watching as much as you can with their eyes being covered.

"Come on doll... don't make me beg for something I know you want too," she smirks. You could tell, if she wasn't wearing a blindfold she would have the same dark look in her eye she usually did.

"That so?" you breathe, feining pouty tone. You draw your index and middle finger up her slit with more pressure than before, earning a soft groan from Ellie.

"Think you might want it more than me.. no?" you retort cockily, taking your finger off once again. You both knew it wasn't true, you probably did want it more, but you also knew you had to go slow, drag it out as much as possible.

Her head turns to whisper in your ear, with a tinge of neediness, "Such a tease."

"Yeah? You want more, Els?" you question in a soft voice as you plant one gentle kiss on her collarbone.

You could feel the effect her name on your lips had. "Yes..." she almost groans in a low tone.

"Oh come on..." you draw out. "You can do better than that..." Your voice is sweet, a stark contrast to what the words were actually saying, much how she would speak to you in bed.

Her brows furrow under the mask, evident by the small creases on her forehead. "Please... touch me..." she practically whines, her wrists tugging at the headboard, her mask actually gone now.

"Tell me how bad you want it, love... I wanna hear you say it..." You could feel the sexual frustration inside her from just the way her jaw clenches and the deeper breaths she has to take.

"Need you to touch me... please..." You smile in approval and begin to trail soft kisses down her body.

You move both of your knees between her legs, her legs widening to make room while her head falls back in relief. You could feel her muscles still tense in anticipation under each kiss left on her skin.

You graze your fingers under her waistband. "Lift..." you whisper against her skin, and she does, lifting her hips enough for you to pull them down her legs before discarding them on the floor.

lmk if you want a part two 🤭🤭 (i will fully finish it in part two i PROMISE I WILL! i already have it written so you will NOT BE LEFT WITH NOTHING PLEASE

[winterchimez]

Read Your Mind | Lee Hyunjae

SUMMARY: both you and Hyunjae had a mutual agreement to begin this whole friends-with-benefits relationship from the start, but now his contradicting actions and behaviour make you question what you both truly are at this point.

PAIRING: fwb Hyunjae x f!reader

GENRE: angst, suggestive

WARNINGS: kissing, making-out, arguments, unrequited love (like the first ⅔ of the fic, but there's a happy ending folks 🥹), mentions of s*x

WORD COUNT: 3,661

A/N: i've been jamming to sabrina carpenter's read your mind lately, hence this fic was born! special shout-out to my fellow sabrina enthusiast @heemingyu for hyping me up throughout the process & reading it through for me as well 😭🫶🏻

update!! this is now part of emails i can't send fwd: series (collab with @heemingyu) ✨

You slammed your laptop down shut as soon as you saw that the clock on the wall struck at half-two. Not wasting any time, you quickly packed all your belongings into your backpack and left the lecture hall immediately. 

Oh, how you’ve always dreaded long lectures like today, which lasted for approximately three hours since your lecturer insisted on finishing up the modulus before letting you off for the long weekend ahead. 

As you made your way out of the hall, you were immediately joined by your group of friends, who were quickly catching up with you, telling you how there’s this new Korean BBQ restaurant in town and how you guys must try it since there’s a limited promotion going on there. It was a Friday night—of course, you had to agree. 

That was until your phone from your back pocket buzzed. 

You took out your mobile and quickly scanned through the notification that just popped up on your screen. 

🎁: Hey, meet me at my place tonight at 8pm? The usual.

A long exasperated sigh left your lips as soon as you saw that message since you knew what it exactly meant.

And how you have been doing it constantly for the past 6 months without anyone besides you two knowing about this whole deal. 

Your friends clearly noticed how quickly your facial expressions shifted and began asking if something was the matter. As usual, you brushed them off and told them how your family issues had come up again and that you wouldn’t be able to join them for the night.

Using your usual pouting facial expression to convince your friends that you’ll definitely make it for the next one, you hope that it will indirectly tell them how you feel sorry about it and stop making them pressure you with more questions. 

Waving them goodbye, you turn your heel in the opposite direction, making your way to the destination that your so-called friend has been expecting you to be.

Closing your eyes, you took in a deep breath before you eventually mustered up the courage to head to where you had to be. 

Here we go again.

You were now on his lap, straddling his waist while his grip tightened around you. Both of you were having a steamy makeout session, lips exploring each other’s like there was no tomorrow, while both of your hands began touching one another, which increased the arousal that you both were feeling at that moment.

Finally, after a while, he gives you a little moment to have a breather while he travels down to your neck and begins leaving a trail of kisses all the way down to your collarbone. Once he got there, he began sucking it a little too hard, one that you knew would definitely leave a hickey behind, and you’ll definitely need to use your handy-dandy concealer to cover them up the next day. 

His hands begin travelling up to your chest, where he begins squeezing one of your breasts, which is where he gets an elicit moan in return, turning him on for the next move he is about to pull. 

“Can I… take your clothes off, Y/N?” 

“Go ahead, Jae.” 

The next thing that happened was that both of your clothes were scattered throughout the floor, and you were now lying in bed with Hyunjae hovering over you. Both of your lips are now reconnected, tongues intertwining with one another, leaving no room for a breather. 

Just as you thought things would get a little spicier, the male suddenly stopped in his tracks. 

“No.” 

“Hyunjae? Is everything alright?”

“No. I’m sorry, Y/N. I can’t do this anymore.” 

Hyunjae then gets up and sits on the bed, and you follow by sitting up next to him. Gently placing a hand on his shoulder, you looked at him with the look of concern and sincerity in your eyes. 

“Care to share about what’s going through your mind?” 

Hyunjae sighed deeply before furrowing his eyebrows as he stared off into the ceiling. “I’m not sure, Y/N. I know we both agreed on this from the start. But lately, I just don’t feel like this was the same as before.” 

It was true. You both began this whole friends-with-benefits situation because Hyunjae had recently broken off with his ex, and he was feeling slightly lonely. Both of you were only coursemates and nothing else. Eventually, you both got close with one another when you were assigned to be lab partners in one of the subjects within the course.

You noticed how Hyunjae wasn’t as goofy and bright as he was previously, and you decided to check up on him and asked if anything was the matter and if you could at least extend a helping hand to him. Initially, he was reluctant to tell you the truth. After a period of time, he made the deal and spat out what had been bothering him for so long.

Making it clear that he was heartbroken and needed a company, you somehow convinced him that you could do that if he desperately needed them. Though both of you had made it clear to one another that he would not envision you as his ex whenever you did the deed, he merely needed company to satisfy his sexual desires. Adding to the fact that neither of you would fall for each other. You were more than happy to do that so long as you both did not break each other’s boundaries. 

Things started out fine in the beginning, and he started to feel better and presentable at lectures, which made it seem like everything was working out fine. In return, you got to expand your knowledge on romance since you have never had a partner in the past 22 years of your life. In other words, it was kind of a win-win situation for both parties. 

However, you have begun to notice how things have changed from all of your recent makeouts with the male himself. There was this awkward tension in the air, contradicting what you both had agreed on beforehand. There are multiple times—like tonight when Hyunjae suddenly breaks off the kiss and tells you both how you guys are done for the day.

Something was bothering him, and neither of you knew what it was all about because the male himself did not understand his emotions. 

Every time this happened, he felt guilty about it and constantly apologised for everything that had happened. 

But tonight, something was different. 

“I’m sorry, Y/N. But I think I really need some time alone to myself.”

“Yeah, it’s fine. I’ll just go to bed-” 

“I’ll walk you home, at least.” 

Oh. 

This was the first time Hyunjae asked you to give him space. Usually—even during the recent not-so-good makeout sessions, he would always insist that you stay for the night, reassuring you that his flat is way safer than going back home with the dimly lit streets at night. 

But this? It was something you had least expected to happen, though you didn’t question the male as you could tell it wasn’t the right timing to do so. 

Instead, you just nodded and quickly packed away your stuff before the both of you were ready to head out towards the front door.

The entire walk back to your flat didn’t take that long—it was about a five minute walk, to be exact. But what made this whole short-distance road feel like an eternity was how neither of you spoke a word throughout the whole journey. You could tell Hyunjae wasn’t in his right mind, his face was pale. Hence, you decided to just wrap your arms around yourself and walked close by next to him, respecting the peace and silence for now. 

As you reached your flat, Hyunjae didn’t say much and rather just muttered a simple “goodnight” before he smiled weakly and turned his heel back towards the direction of his residence. 

Whatever happened tonight, you knew that something had changed between the both of your relationships. 

This went on for an entire week. Ever since that fateful day, you’ve noticed how Hyunjae slowly returned to his previous self, where he always seemed so lonely and gloomy. He was quiet for a few days, but the usual message came in, and you find yourself back at his flat two days later.

However, it ended up the same way as it did, pausing suddenly when you both got down to the climax and decided to call it quits before walking back home once again. 

The cycle then continued. He would tell you that he needed to be alone and work on his thoughts for some time before eventually typing down the usual that would keep you busy and occupied with him throughout the night. You would return to him every time, knowing how you’d be left feeling confused and unsatisfied with the entire ordeal.

Yet, your heart yearns for the man, and you’re always hoping that you’ll at least be able to ease his pain and loneliness, even in the slightest bit. 

But tonight is when you decided that enough was enough and would confront him about it. What exactly was bothering him? Or rather, if he was actually getting bored of your company.

You needed to know. 

“Hyunjae, I’m here to talk.” 

When you replied to the male with your usual messages, being the gentleman he was, Hyunjae welcomed you immediately at the front door when you arrived. The usual deal would be that the two of you would get straight down to business without having much say, to begin with. Tonight was when you decided that this would not work out, and you both have to come to terms with one another before things go straight downhill. 

He looked at you with a surprised look, where you could tell that he was definitely taken aback since you were usually the quiet one and would let the male take control of everything. A deep sigh left his mouth, and he invited you into his living room, where you both sat on the couch, distancing ever so slightly from one another. 

You hesitated for a moment before you decided that it was the right time to put together the right words to ask the male what exactly had been going through his mind for the past weeks. 

“What exactly am I to you at this point?” 

It seemed as if the male knew that the day would come when he would eventually have to face the question he had been avoiding for so long. In the beginning, he has always seen you as a good friend who would understand his point of view of where he was coming from and how he deeply appreciated the help you were willing to give him.

But lately, he has been having second thoughts and has begun questioning himself about what he truly felt about you.

Are the both of you still in this whole friends-with-benefits situation? Or even, are you both still good friends at this point? 

It took a minute or two for the male to speak up finally, and what he replied was something that had never once crossed your mind. 

“I fear that I might be crossing the line, Y/N.” 

“And why is that?”

“Honestly, I don’t even know myself.” 

This uncertainty back and forth has really started to get on your nerves, and the fact that you came here tonight to clear the air proved nothing at all. Hyunjae wasn’t sure of his emotions, yet you were desperate to know his point of view. 

Frustrated, you stood up from the couch and raised your voice slightly, facing the male to express your frustrations throughout the past week.

“Hyunjae, you keep telling me that you always needed some time alone, and yet you always want me back by the end of the day. If we’re not going to do this like how we have intentionally started with, then we’re both just wasting all of our time, really.” 

“Y/N, I thought that we could just be casual about all of this-”

“Casual?” You scoffed. “You never were my best friend to begin with. We are just lab partners, and I was merely concerned about your well-being, so I decided to help out a little.”

“And because I love you.” You choked. 

Hyunjae’s eyes widened upon that statement, and he was about to refute it until you managed to fire back again.

“Have you perhaps fallen in love with me?” 

Hyunjae? In love with you? That can’t be. Both of you agreed upon the rules at the start that all of this was merely helping one another out, and there was no room for falling in love with the other party at all. 

You knew that you had already broken the rule from the start, but it didn’t matter to you as long as you were aware that Hyunjae was getting all of the necessary help and support he needed. But with what Hyunjae has been going through lately, he knew that it was why he had begun to see you differently and how he could not touch and feel you like before. 

The question was if he was ready to move on from his ex. With your help, he should have gotten over it and begun to take things a lot easier, right?

If only your theory were right. 

“I’m sorry, Y/N.” 

That was enough to tell you that all of the efforts that you have put in over the past few months have gone down the drain that easily. 

You were getting teary-eyed, and you began stomping towards the front door, wanting to escape this suffocating environment that you were in. 

With one final sigh, you fired back at the male once more. “Why the fuss, Hyunjae? If you just say you wanna be mine?” 

Just as quickly as you opened the door, you were instantly gone. Tears begin pooling down your face as you take that long, dark, dimly light road back to the comforts of your flat.

Is it that hard to just admit you have feelings for me, Hyunjae? 

Back at Hyunjae’s flat—he was standing there still, fingers running through his hair in a frustrated manner as he took his phone and dialled the only number he knew who could knock in some sense of mind at this hour. 

“Sangyeon-hyung, I messed up real bad.”

You have never felt so dead over the next few weeks ever since that incident at Hyunjae’s flat. Neither of you has spoken a word to one another or even come close to having eye contact at all.

It was tough when you were both assigned lab partners for your chemistry subject and had to talk to your advisor to have your partner physically changed for the rest of the year. It was tough coming up with plausible reasons as to why you wanted him to be switched out with someone else—but ultimately, your request was approved. You were now paired with one of the girls from the class with whom you were not too familiar with, but that was fine by you so long as it wasn’t him. 

Obviously, your efforts did not go unnoticed, and the male eventually tried his best to reach out to you again. But every time you managed to get a slight glimpse of him walking your way, you have always done your best to keep yourself occupied or even walk away to avoid starting up a conversation with him. 

You even tried blocking him off of all of your social media and on your contacts list—he was already swarming you with calls or messages, trying to just talk to you or even apologise for what happened. But honestly, you were just not ready to hear whatever he would say to you, especially when you fell for the man before you started this whole friends-with-benefits relationship. 

I have been such a fool to think he would eventually love me back. 

It was a quiet afternoon when you decided to spend the rest of the day finishing your assignments before the final exams were due in about a week. The library has always been your comfort place to be on campus. Not only can you take a little breather from all the chaos on campus, but you also could take a little nap in between, especially during times like this when you’ve always pulled an all-nighter and your sleep schedule was all messed up. 

Standing up from your seat, you decided to walk down towards one of the halls to get some textbooks that would be helpful as your source of references for the current report you were typing on your computer. 

The peace wouldn’t last long, though, as you felt a presence behind you that you had avoided for the past month. The cologne was what gave his identity away, you would’ve recognised it immediately without a doubt because you used to spend the nights with him all the time. 

You tried your best to ignore the male, constantly trying to fidget through the shelves until you finally grabbed enough materials to return to your table. 

That was until he decided to grab hold of your arm, and now you were left with no escape and choice but to come face-to-face with the person you have been avoiding at all cost. 

“You don’t have to say anything, Y/N. But please, at least, hear me out for a few minutes.” 

Taking in a deep sigh, you laid your head down and looked at your books before muttering to the male. 

“Five minutes.” 

He then lets go of your arms and straightens his back as he clears his throat to finally muster up the courage to tell you what has been trying his best to tell you over the missed calls and messages. 

“First of all, I’m an idiot. I messed up so bad, Y/N. I know I shouldn’t have done nor said what I did back then-”

“Cut to the chase, Hyunjae. I have no time to waste.” 

“Listen. I haven’t been able to look at you the same nor touch you the way I did before because… I am starting to care a lot about you, Y/N. I’m not talking this from a friends-with-benefits stance, but rather as a friend.” 

You scoffed. “So this is what it’s all about? Coming here to apologise and tell me you have changed? I have to laugh if that’s what it is, Hyunjae. Look, if you are sneaking up on me just to tell me that you need me back to do whatever shit that we used to do, then I’m sorry, but I’m done with that phase.” 

He now grips both of your shoulders, trying to knock some sense into you. “No, Y/N. I’m not seeking a sexual relationship with you anymore. I’ve been a jerk not to notice how, during this whole time, I have begun to care a lot about you because you mean more to me as a friend.” 

“And because I have fallen in love with you, Y/N.” 

No. 

No way, it can’t be. Hyunjae has made it clear how he only needed company back then, and he was nowhere near or wanting to begin a new relationship after how messed up his and his ex’s one was. You’ve got to be hearing things, maybe your lack of sleep lately was the key to this. 

“You don’t, Hyunjae. You don’t love me. I was just merely a company for you.” 

“That was before, Y/N. But not anymore.” 

He now takes a step closer to you as he pins you against the bookshelf. 

“And I’m going to make myself clear, miss Y/N. I can now confidently say that I am ready to start anew and begin this new chapter with you. The old Lee Hyunjae that you have known is now gone, and I am willing to spend the rest of my life with you as your boyfriend.” 

Tears began forming in your eyes, and you had to try so hard to fight back the tears and respond to the male. 

“I can’t read your mind, Hyunjae. One day, you told me you needed space and to be alone, and the next thing that happened, you came back to me saying you wanted me back. I do not enjoy this joke in the slightest bit, Hyunjae.” 

He notices how your tears are on the verge of streaming down the beautiful face he has longed to yearn for over the past month, and he now closes the gap between you two, lips now brushing against one another.

“Then let me prove it to you.” 

He shuts you up by placing his soft, gentle lips against yours, and with that, the tears that you have held back for so long begin pouring down like there’s no tomorrow. 

He rests one of his hands around your waist while the other seemingly rests on your right cheek, slowly catching each drop of tears as he wipes them away. 

Oh, how badly you have missed this—the familiar sensation, his cologne, presence, and the soft, luscious lips against yours. 

Both of you were kissing one another as if it was just like the first time you both had done it—tongues were now intertwined, and neither of you were planning to let go anytime soon. 

“Hyunjae—God—Don’t—Stop.” You said in between the kisses as you tried your best to catch your breath. 

“Never planned to do so, Y/N.” 

As he breaks off the kiss and travels down to your neck to nibble and leave a trail of kisses behind, he whispers into your ear before continuing the deed. 

“You may have fallen for me first, but I have fallen for you harder.”

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[loganswdc]

Hi! I just read through your post defending Logan (I reblogged it with a kinda-long addition haha) and I just wanted to say thank you for putting that out there. I hadn't done all the research or known any of the specifics, I just knew about his insane ability and potential. I love that you said you'd defend him with your life, because I feel the exact same way. I feel like there's so much power in your post, if that makes sense... it's one thing to see reblogs of logan videos with captions saying "how could you hate him 😢" and stuff (which no hate to anyone who does, I'm guilty of doing this too and I don't think there's anything wrong with it!!) But I just think it's so special and so important that you actually went out of your way to do the research, learn the info, and share and demonstrate just how remarkable he really is.

I'm sorry this ended up being so long!! All this to say, truly thank you so much for defending him, and honestly I'd love to be your friend because you seem like such an amazing person and I need more LS2 defender friends 😅

I hope you have a great day 🫶🏻

hi !! thank you so much for your kind words , this was so lovely to read in response to my logan post 🥹 i genuinely did not expect it to gain as much traction as it did , i was just upset one day and decided i needed to write that post about him so that others can gain some perspective on him and his situation . and i fully agree about what you said concerning reblogs of logan videos !! yes i agree , there's nothing wrong with reblogging videos / photos of him and captioning them "how could you hate him :(" because i , too , have done the same ! but not everything knows the full scope and extent of his career and talent capabilities , hence the need for further explanation on why we could never hate him . logan haters see posts about logan with captions like "how could you hate him :(" and don't get an explanation for why he's better than everyone thinks . often times , they end up thinking we just love him because he's cute and has a good personality -- which he does , and i love that about him !! but there's more to him than just those things , and understanding WHY he's a good driver and WHY we love him outside of the surface level version of him we've seen thus far in f1 is so so so important .

and it becomes especially important when logan haters only see his career in f1 so far and don't see the little wins he's had along the way . they focus solely on his crashes , the "destructor's championship" , and how alex is doing in comparison to him . they seem to forget that alex has been in formula 1 longer than logan . they seem to forget the hardships that alex had -- must i remind us of his redbull years ?? they seem to forget that alex has had more time to develop his skill and become a better driver than logan . and it's such a frustrating thing , because logan is then immediately credited as a "bad driver" when he's nothing of the sort !! he just needs support from his team , the proper amount of experience before getting into f1 (though by now that's a little too late because of how quickly williams jumped him up to f1) , and he needs to be getting the same upgrades as his teammate ???? it's genuinely ridiculous that they're having him drive a car that's heavier and has outdated (2023 !!!) parts and expect him to do as well as his teammate who has a MUCH lighter car and new parts .

and no worries about your message being long !! i'm sorry that my response ended up being super long , too , haha -- i am just so so passionate about people knowing drivers' past before they jump to conclusions and hate on them . the drivers in f1 are there for a reason and they're the top 20 in the world . they were chosen for a reason . that means that logan sargeant was chosen for a reason , and they're treating him like crap currently . williams needs to shape up so that logan can start showing the most of his potential and show how good of a driver he is , rather than constantly being pushed out of a moving car onto the highway -- aka what they're doing to him now !!!

i would love to be your friend , too !! i love making new friends who love logan the same way i do , and who have the same interest in formula 1 as me !! just send me a dm :))

you have a wonderful day, too !! <3

[aclowntiny]

Hello bae, Can I request a yeosang + firsts?? Just like the one u did for yunho 🥺 was so cute skskksjsjsjsk 🤧🫶🏻

SCREAMS YESSSSS I wanna do em allllllllll I would love to baby 🥰

Yeosang + Firsts

First Date: “Can I take you for a coffee?” That’s how Yeosang asks you to your first date, confessing that he’s liked you for a bit and really wants to spend some one-on-one time if you feel the same, which you most certainly do! You order, but he buys your favorite drink and you can’t help but notice the way he studies what you tell the barista. Is he…trying to memorize your order? (Spoiler: yes, he absolutely is.) “Do you want to try two of the desserts? You know, one for each of us? Great, well then pick your favorite!”

First Time Holding Hands: Yeosang isn’t hugely physically affectionate, so he would wait a little while in to hold hands with you rather than taking them on the first date. But it’s a few more dates in when you tell him you really like him and he agrees, both of you on the same page about wanting to move forward more officially that he takes both of your hands in his. “I’m so glad you feel the same,” he tells you, beaming as his eyes stare into yours.

First Kiss: Shy when he thinks about it, but when the moment is right man dives in. You guys are strolling down a lane in the snow, his eyes fixed upon the wonder you focus at the sky, head turned upward. As if it wasn’t obvious, you turn to Yeosang and point out the falling flakes. “Isn’t it wonderful?” He steps closer, eyes barely sparing the dancing white a glance in favor of you. “Yes, it truly is,” he replies before closing the gap between you two completely.

First ‘I Love You’: Verbalizing such big thoughts, even though they bring a swell of pride to Yeosang’s heart, is a hefty responsibility. Would he be able to convey them properly? Believably? Quiet as he is, Yeosang can be a man of action, and he knows deep down you love all the jokes and harebrained schemes and playfulness he brings to your relationship when he opens them up, so what better way than to make those heavy thoughts light, pour that happiness back into them? So when he shows up at your door, the ‘o’ of surprise your lips curl into before they fall into a smile at seeing him just shows him he had the right idea. He teases you about letting him in before you can see what surprise hides in the box he holds, and once again all he feels is reassurance at your grin when you open up the beautiful cake that reads I Love You.

First Fight: Yeosang tries his best to be a man of reason, and this is why. He got upset, emotions getting the best of him when you seemed to be blowing him off. You shot back that you didn’t want to say no, something important enough had come up that had your week packed. The two of you went back and forth a little bit because of how much Yeosang worked with both you and his schedule, but at the end of the day you both cooled down and just apologized, admitting both of you were upset over a bad situation.

First Anniversary: For your one year, you decide it’s time to get out of town! Taking a road trip is just what you need to mix things up and show that your love carries through wherever you go. Each of you pick a destination and visit that spot, taking pictures and trying whatever activities, scenery, food, it has to offer! Upon arriving back home, though, Yeosang tells you his favorite part of the trip was being there with you and how he hopes it’s the first of many, finally giving you the gift that was burning a hole in his pocket: a dainty promise necklace!

First Pet: You guys sort of toss around the possibility of getting a pet, but when you actually do it it’s a surprise to Yeosang, the door opening and you walking in sheepishly reminding him of the pet conversation. “Well, here’s Mochi,” you say with a shy smile, holding up a fluffy white bunny. “Wait, what?” Yeosang shoots up out of the couch, but the moment his hand touches her, he has a huge smile on his face and you can tell he’s fallen in love. Rabbits take a lot of work, but he throws himself into research on it, reminding you how they need space to move and how sensitive to temperature they are and how they don’t really need baths actually.

[starsofang]

Hey… hey… how y’all doing?

I’m just going to slowly ignore that fact that this is very late and I totally was asleep all yesterday. That’s my excuse, angie. I SWEAR!!! Pinky swear!

Anyway! SOAP😭 I’ve said it so many times and to be fair you’re probably tired of hearing it but I love the way you write him. I can’t even begin to put the feeling into words. I’m always down for funny, a little dumb, Soap. But the way you write him is so amazing. He’s smart but funny, he’s got good humor but isn’t totally and annoyingly obnoxious. He’s obviously very strong, which wow, is very hot just so you know. Finding someone who writes Soap like you do is so hard and I’m so jealous that you can do it.

I could practically hear his heart break though :((( you can’t give ANY OF THEM happiness can you. SHE SAID ONLY GAZ AND PRICE😭😭😭😭😭😭 I COULD HEAR SOAPS HEART BREAK😭😭😭 I don’t think he’ll tell those two, either out of privacy for her or jealousy for him. But it makes me wonder if she’s even under the impression that she likes Ghost and Soap? Has she even realized it? Have they even interacted enough for her to think that she might have some type of feelings for them.

Soap was so gentle with her too. He assured her that he wouldn’t do anything untoward to her and was attempting to keep her calm when he saw just how bad the bruise was. Which makes me wonder just how bad it really is.

Nurse rant incoming: Broken ribs without treatment can be deadly. Sepsis and other types of infections can seriously hurt her. I don’t know if you’re going that way but seriously, that’s so insane. Not to mention, if he steps in certain places on her ribs, if he breaks one it could puncture whatever it was protecting. By the way you describe where the bruising is, I’d take a wild guess and say, if a kid came into my ER with that bruising, I’d immediately think that some internal bleeding and maybe a punctured pancreas could be going on but that’s also because I read how he was STEPPING on her.

BUT aside from that. John😭😭😭😭😭Price😭😭😭😭😭 He doesn’t even know why she want’s to go back home and the fact that he agreed anyways is absolutely gut wrenching. He cares so much for her and I always had faith that he truly was a good man. Take that John Price Haters😒🫵🏻 Though what does worry me is that they burned down her entire village, yes? She’s going to be heartbroken if they really do take her back to her home. Even if she’s going there to help her figure out her dream (which what the fuck?????) Her entire village and people are dead. I don’t think she’ll pull away from them but she might be heartbroken all over again.

Alsooooo, I didn’t really know how to interpret this part but is Soap now aware that she knows about him and Ghost? Did he take it as a joke? Maybe Is accidentally skipped over a very important part which probably wouldn’t be surprising. Also are all four of them already involved but we just don’t know it yet? If so you probably won’t tell me. Traitor 😒

Have the night you deserve angie, I’m coming for you. 🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻

hi babes 😜 fancy seeing u here like. four days late. oops.

i’m never tired of hearing it pookie, soap is just probably my favorite (besides gaz 😫) and i feel like it’s evident in the way i write him. it’s peak favoritism at its finest. he’s funny, charming, but also hot when he’s angry LORD he’s the package

love ur lil nurse rants because i genuinely wing the fuck out of injuries, especially dove’s. like. i work as a pharmacist. i deal with drugs. idk shit about injuries except how to make the boo boo feel better and obviously on a pirate ship i can’t even do that because hello, i don’t think oxy was invented yet 😭 who would just carry that around. gotta wing her medicines too that she can’t even use. damn anyway it puts things into perspective for me and i’m coming to you for health advice soon mwah

price the man u are. yeah nah she definitely gonna be hit with reality as soon as she sees that crispy ass village again but yknow what? she asked for it. plus going back is important and you’ll find out why 😚

i like to think soap knows. i kind of put it up for interpretation but let’s be honest they’re not very subtle. who leaves the door open when you’re kissing a homie. hello? not him

as for all of them being involved? four men on a ship together gets lonely. i’ll leave it at that.

love u as always 😙

[enid-rhees]

this may not make any sense because I am horrible at explaining stuff but can you do dating head canons with rosita BUT where reader’s older sister absolutely hates rosita for some reason? Like headcanons where reader is dating Rosita but also having to manage the fact that her older sister hates her girlfriend? Sorry if that makes zero sense :(

Dating Rosita Espinosa… but Your Sister Hates Her (HDCNS)

warnings: angst, family complications and all, a tinyyyy bit of nsfw [MINORS DNI]

a/n: tysm for your request, anon! and don’t worry, this makes perfect sense! i hope you enjoy 🫶🏻

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you and Rosita are truly perfect for each other

she makes you so happy, and you do the same to her. you’re just each others fav person

but

your older sister absolutely hates her

you’re not exactly sure why, and Rosita has always just been as confused as you over it

your sister never really had a set reason, she just always said “there’s something about her i don’t like. i don’t trust her”

ultimately, you try it ignore it

you love Rosita and she has never done a single thing to hurt you

in fact, Rosita does everything she can just to prove exactly that

your entire family loves her, they’ve seen time and time again how Rosita cares for you

it’s just your sister, which sucks, considering that well… she’s your sister. you don’t understand why she can’t see that Rosita loves you

you can’t lie that it hurts

family dinners are always awkward, because while everyone is being nice and making conversations with Rosita, your sister starts being passive aggressive

but minus the passive a little

it’s very hard to deal with

your sister accuses you of choosing Rosita over her, but everyone is seriously on your side

it’s a bit funny really

like NO ONEEEE agrees with your sister

you purposely had really loud sex one day just to piss her off

but anyways

when Rosita isn’t around, a lot of fights have happened

it’s a lot of yelling, and you always end up crying afterwards while your sister storms out of the house

you call Rosita every time it happens and she rushes to your home and comforts you

and when your sister comes back, the tension is always so intense because she knows why Rosita is there, and Rosita knows why her girlfriend is feeling this way

there has been one really rare time where Rosita and your sister fought

and it was bad

you almost couldn’t take it, and yes, it almost caused you to break up because you didn’t want this to keep happening

but Rosita promised you it would never happen again, and she just got in the heat of the moment

you couldn’t lose her, so of course, you never broke up.

she’s your person, your safe place, your everything. you’re not losing her just bc your sister hates her

you don’t care what anyone thinks about your relationship, or Rosita, she makes you happy and that’s that.

Rosita is seriously just the best girlfriend you could’ve ever asked for

🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻

[antlerx-art]

GOOD OMENS 2 EPISODE 6 REACTION - CONTAINS SPOILERS‼️

THE EVERY IS IN THIS EPISODE. YES I’LL KEEP CALLING IT THAT UNTIL IT HAPPENS. IM GOING INSANE.

starting it 👍🏻

aziraphale you’re standing a little too dangerously in that circle remember last time

“you’re not welcome here” DEEP VOICE OOOOOH pity crowley isn’t here to hear it my guy would’ve fainted

HIS ANGEL OUTFIT 💀THE WAY HES RUNNING

yes maggie ROAST her 🙏

“i’ve spent my life being scared of things” 😭

“BRAVER THAN ANYONE I KNOW”YEEEAHHH MY LESBIANS

shax don’t hurt maggie don’t you even THINK of hurting maggie or nina

“my god you lot are pathetic” LOUDERRR GO MAGGIEEE GOOOOO

no wait why can they get in

MAGGIEEEEEEE WHAT HAVE YOU DONEEEE

hehe aziraphale is “perfectly prepared to take defensive action” 😼

“STAY BACK 😠” OHHHH WOW

“you can all leave now, and nobody will be hurt” SO BADASS YEAHHHHHH

rip eric

lol there’s no miracle apparently michael and uriel just can’t notice crowley

noooooo muriel is lonely :(

also crowley comparing angels to bees and aziraphale feeling lonely when he realized he’s an “angel that goes along with heaven as far as he can” in ep 2 is making heaven look like some sort of hivemind and it’s really cool, it also explains why aziraphale is a bit uncomfortable with not having someone to report to after becoming free

CROWLEY WAS AN IMPORTANT ANGELLLLLLL I KNEW IT OHHH MY GOD I THOUGHT IT WAS A STUPID THEORY BUT IT SEEMS TRUE?

aziraphale using the way he discorporated in s1 to discorporate other demons hehe silly

i was about to say that demons can’t possibly be that stupid but aziraphale is reading my mind i guess

AND HE DOESNT HAVE ANOTHER PLAN!

“amen” okay??

gabriel saying nah???? to heaven winning?????

crowley is so doctor who right now

“ARMAGEDDON THE SEQUEL THATS A NAH” 😭 IS THIS WHAT HE WAS PUNISHED FOR??

aziraphale MENTIONING THE FIRE???????

NOOO IT’S TRAUMATIC FOR HIM ☹️

they had a TRIAL?

saraqael knows it’s crowley AND KNEW HIM AS AN ANGEL WHAAAT

“severe measures” no aziraphale you have to say extreme sanctions

“CROWLEY’S EMOTIONAL SUPPORT ANGEL”

shax stop making fun of my angel

THE METATRON AT THE TRIAL

UHH why doesn’t gabriel give a fuck about this

“GUYS ENOUGH”? OH MY

“one prince of heaven cast into the outer darkness” DO YOU MEAN. DO YOU MEAN CROWLEY? WAS HE A PRINCE OF HEAVEN????????

junior recoding angel😭 HES ONE CLASS UNDER M U R I E L

crowley’s little punch on their shoulder HES A NICE GUYYY OH HES SO CBBSBDBBD

gabriel is so casual about the trial?? like he just got fired but he didn’t like the job anyway

aziraphale what are you doing

IS HE GOING TO BECOME BIBLICALLY ACCURATE?

THE HALOOOOOO

HE STARTED THE WAR

“YOU WOT?”

just kidding no war apparently

and why is the box full now?????

THE FLYYYYYY that’s what he was writing

BEELZEBUB INVOLVED I K N E W IT I KNEW IT I KNEW IT

HEHEEHEHEHHEHE INEFFABLE BUREAUCRACY

yayyy memories are back

SEASON ONE???????

OH GOD THIS SHIP IS REAL?

arma bloody geddon

ahh and they’re too tired to fight so they agreed to just refuse to do it i guess?

and gabe then went to aziraphale’s bookshop because he was the first one to go against armageddon

A PROPOSAL TO MAKE

yes that’s what i thought

i can’t believe gabriel has a deal with beelzebub this fandom keeps winning this season truly is a shipper’s dream

THE SCENEEEEE from the trailer

he actually goes there just to look at the statue for hours💀

THEY WERE AT THE PUB!!! i keep predicting

romantic ineffable bureaucracy date if they *every* before aziracrow i’ll be dead on the floor laughing

GABE PUT THEIR SONG ON

FINGERS TOUCHING

“it’s bigger on the inside” CAN BRITISH PEOPLE STOP. BEING. BRITISH. (jk i love y’all keep making these silly shows🫶🏻)

ROOOOMANCEEEEEE THE WAY THEY LOOK AT EACH OTHER

HES BACK!

if they kiss istg

“SILLY SILLY ANGEL”

HANDS HOLDING???? WHY IS EVERYONE CONFESSING BEFORE AZIRACROW WAKE UPPPPPP

WHY DID IT TAKE YOU GUYS 6000 YEARS AND INEFFABLE BUREAUCRACY MADE IT IN?? SOME MONTHS?

“you will speak one at a time” yummmmy

ALPHA CENTAURY THEY ALWAYS WANTED TO GO THERE

still cant believe they’re canon

THATS THE METATRON

NINA AND MAGGIE TELLING CROWLEY TO CONFESS OOOOOH YESSSS

NINA CALLED MAGGIE ANGEL

ah i suppose the metatron offered aziraphale to be some sort of archangel but hes gonna decline because he wants to be with crowley

ITS ABOUT TO HAPPENNNNNN

no aziraphale HAVE YOU LOST YOUR MIND?????

yeah as i said

AZIRAPHALE HOW CAN YOU STILL THINK THIS I THOUGHT YOU HAD SOME BIGGER CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT

CROWLEY’S CONFESSION IM NOT OKAY

“oh crowley nothing lasts forever” shut. up.

CROWLEY PUTTING THE GLASSES BACK ON AS A SHEILD

YOU GUYS WERE SUPPOSED TO DINE AT THE RITZ AZIRAPHALE YOURE RUINING EVERYTHING

“i need you!” THEN STAY YOU DUMBASS

NO NIGHTINGALE? STOP IM ABOUT TO THROW UP

WE COULD’VE BEEN US

THE EVERY

THE EVERY OH GOD

THE FUCKING EVERY HAPPENED OH MY GOD BUT ITS SO SAD WHYYYYYYYYY

THIS IS WHY I DIDNT WANT IT TO BE IN THE LAST EPISODE AND EVEN LESS IN THE LAST SCENE I NEED HELP

“I FORGIVE YOU” / “DONT BOTHER”

NEIL GAIMAN PAY MY THERAPY BILLS

aziraphale touching his lips.

GO AFTER HIMMMMMMMMMM YOU IDIOT

i hate this

i need a moment

SO.

i know that in cinema the middle part is usually the sad part so since this show is a three season thing i was already considering the possibility of a sad ending for s2

BUT IT DID NOT. HAVE TO BE THIS SAD.

i have to say it did feel quiet gentle and romantic compared to season one, BUT THIS ENDING. THS FUCKING ENDING???? THIS COULDVE BEEN SO PERFECT WHY DID THE METATRON SHOW UP WHY DID AZIRAPHALE ACCEPT

neil i’m in your walls IM UNDER YOUR BED

AND WHAT IF WE DONT GET A SEASON THREE?

good omens and ofmd both ending with them separated this is too much why can’t gay people be happy

and when i had seen the every i couldn’t wait to see the contentx BUT OHHH I ALREADY MISS THE TIME WHEN I WAS CLUELESS I DIDNT NEED THIS CONTEXT

crowley i’m with you btw aziraphale needs to do the apology dance a million times

alright i’m rambling bye everyone i’m gonna go stare at the wall for seven hours

tagging @neil-gaiman but this time it’s to send him my therapy bills not the reaction ❤️

[rosesloveletters]

YOU ARE AMAZING FOR WRITING ABOUT GENE’S OTHER ROLES!!! 🥰😍 his other roles deserve the same amount of love as Wonka! your latest piece on Dr. Frankenstein was *chefs kiss* MUAH, delicious, perfect because oh my GOD he’s sexy in that film ❤️🥰 he exudes so much sexiness. I’ll be watching it for the first time tonight so my feelings might get deeper 😣💕 no wonder he considers it one of his fave roles💖 (also I need to say that your Wonka fic called “all is fair in love” has been on my mind for DAYS, it’s one of my faves from you💕)

he has so many amazing roles, and all of them are super FINE🥰 Apart from Wonka and Dr. Frankenstein, I have a serious thing for Leo Bloom from The Producers (1967) who’s an absolute golden retriever sweetheart who I love🥺, and The Woman in Red (1984) where he’s an absolute DILF 🙈🤭❤️ im super attracted to them help

Then again im just super attracted to Gene in general hehehe,🏃🏽‍♀️ *runs and hides*🩷

Aw, thank you so much!🥰🩷🫶🏻 I thought his other roles could use a little extra love. Although Wonka is my fav, since I've known him the longest❤️

Thank you! I'm happy to hear that you enjoyed my Dr. Frankenstein piece. I agree — I think he was at his sexiest in Young Frankenstein and it's definitely one of Gene's best roles, he was right about it being one of his faves; it comes through in how outstanding his performance was. I hope you enjoyed watching it!!

Aw you are so so sweet, I am so glad you liked "All is Fair in Love"!! That one was a BEAST to write. It took me several weeks (in actuality it was more like a month) to put it together. I'm honored that you've been thinking of it and that it's one of your faves of mine🥺🥺 Thank you thank you thank you!! 🩷🫶🏻

Agreed, his filmography is filled with so many treasures. The Producers has been on my watchlist for several months and I've not gotten around to seeing it yet. I'm savoring his films because I typically binge watch actors' filmographies, but I want to take my time with Gene's🥺 I have a feeling that Leo Bloom is going to become a favorite of mine. I've heard mixed reviews about The Woman in Red and I'm not sure it's a film I'd be interested in seeing, though I'm sure Gene does a wonderful job as usual. I'm glad to hear that you're enjoying his films and I think he'd be honored that you're getting so much enjoyment out of them🩷🩷

Your love for Gene is so so sweet, don't ever stop being you🩷🫶🏻 he would just LOVE to know he has fans like you who truly appreciate him and his work and his legacy.