#we're gonna sit down and play cards

[personinthepalace]

#that scene is really their relationship in a nutshell#the playfulness at the beginning#followed by Lucrezia showing her edge#and Cesare's devotion#and then it crosses the line#they're a little too close#a little too intense#and then back to playfulness#and it's really a testament to not only how good the script is#but how good the actors are#Holliday and François seamlessly navigating this back and forth#I wonder how much of the touches like the nose rub were scripted via @lostinfic

The Borgias Season 3 | Episode 3

[bloodshotgun]

rip bitw!strahm you would've loved who's lila

[ripcupid]

Maybe a Sevika x enforcer!y/n perhapsss?

୨୧ you being an enforcer but also an informant/ fuck buddy to sevika you can’t help but be worried when hearing abt plans to attack Zaun

୨୧ word count: 2.2k

୨୧ this is so like forbidden love type shit but fwb as well idk also ngl I’m almost done writing sev smut I got like 1 more then I can move on to other characters. Not saying I won’t write it but yk

Happy new year y’all I’m like one of the first sev smuts in 2025 omg 🤭

As you approach the private section of The Last Drop, Sevika looks up from her cards, giving you a sly smile before placing down her next play. The men around groan when they lose making Sevika chuckle mockingly as she scoops up her earnings. She taunts the men, leaning back in her seat as she shoos them away with a flick of her hand. You give a curt to the men as they grumble and walk away, leaving you and Sevika alone in the private section. "So," Sevika starts, taking a drag from the cigarette hanging from her scarred full lips— god those lips.

"What brings you here, officer?" She asks, eyeing you up and down with a mischievous glint in her eye. You suck your teeth at her before sitting down in one of the chairs across from her. "We need to talk," you say, avoiding eye contact with her piercing gray eyes as she stares at you intently, a smirk playing on her lips.

"Not with you sitting all the way over there," Sevika teases, moving to make room for you in the booth next to her, "We're not strangers, c'mere," she says, her voice low and inviting. You sigh and slide into the booth, making sure to keep some distance between the two of you.

"I'm being serious, Sevika," you groan, but Sevika just chuckles and moves closer.

"That's what you always say," Sevika replies, resting her head on her hand, her smirk widening as she blows smoke in your direction before putting out her cigarette. "Just tell me, baby."

You roll your eyes and fan away the smoke, trying to ignore the way her smell of cigarettes and mahogany clouds your senses and makes your cunt ache. "It's the other enforcers," you begin, stopping to glare at the woman as you feel her staring at you, her eyes fixed intently on your face before she nods for you to continue. "They're planning a strike team to attack Zaun, they're gonna neutralize anyone still loyal to Silco… like you."

Sevika chuckles, her mech hand brushing your hair out of your face as she scoots up right next to you. "I don't care about that right now," she whispers, her breath warm against your face as she leans in to kiss your cheek."You think they can kill me, hm?" she asks against your skin, her lips moving to your jaw before trailing down your neck. You sigh softly, closing your eyes and your restraint slipping at the feeling of her lips on your neck.

"This is serious, Sev, I want you to be safe," you murmur, dropping your head back to give her better access.

"You worried about me or something?" she asks, her voice teasing as she sucks gently on your skin, smirking when you grab onto her thigh in response.

"No," you breathe out, the both of you knowing that you're lying out of your ass.

"Really?" She grins, pulling back slightly to look you in the eyes as you nod, "I think you're lying."

"I'm not," you say, unable to hide the grin that tugs at your lips as her lips brush against yours, pecking you softly.

"You sure?" Sevika teases back, pecking you again. You nod, biting back your grin as your eyes flick from her eyes to her lips, unable to stop yourself from leaning in and capturing them in a heated kiss. Sevika's lips move hungrily against yours, her hand sliding down the front of your shirt making you arch into her touch.

As the kiss deepens, Sevika's mech hand slips under your shirt, cupping and groping your tits with a firm grip. You moan into the kiss, shivering under her as the cool metal circles around your hardened nipple, sending a jolt of pleasure to your core. You pull back slightly, panting softly as you look up at Sevika before looking around the bar. "Don’t worry, no one knows you're an enforcer," she laughs, slipping away from you and sitting back, taking a sip of her forgotten drink.

"Yeah, but what if someone saw?" you ask, trying to ignore the heat pooling in your stomach as her mech hand rests on your thigh, stroking lightly. She sits up, leaning in closer, her voice low in your ear as she whispers, "My place is close by… you know if you want." You feel a rush of excitement at her invitation, looking back at Sevika with a smirk before nodding towards the door.

"Let’s go."

That's how you find yourself in Sevika's apartment, the air thick with anticipation and tension as she leans against the kitchen counter, pulling out a cigarette from a nearby pack.

She crosses her arms, resting the unlit cigarette between her lips as she watches you with a hungry gaze as you look around the dimly lit living room.

"This is so not what I expected," you blurt out as you walk over to Sevika, her eyes trailing down your body. You grab the nearby lighter, flicking it open and holding the flame to her cigarette, a small smile playing on her lips. "What did you expect?" she asks, holding your hip in a possessive grip as she takes a long drag from the cigarette.

"I don't know," you shrug, wrapping your arms around her neck. "I was thinking something more Sevika -like, I guess." Sevika chuckles, taking another drag of her cigarette.

"There are things you don't know about me, officer," she whispers with a smirk, leaning down to speak in your ear, her lips just inches away from yours when she pulls back.

"Mhm, like what?" you ask, taking the cigarette from her and bringing it to your lips, inhaling deeply. She pulls you flush against her chest, looking down into the small space between you.

"Like I really wanna kiss you right now," she teases, her voice low as she holds your face in her human hand, ghosting her lips over yours.

The tension between you is palpable as you hold her gaze, blowing the smoke from your lips into her mouth. "What's stopping you?" you whisper back, dropping the cigarette in the ashtray. Sevika loses her composure in that moment, smashing her lips against yours in a heated kiss, her hands gripping your waist tightly.

You tangle your fingers in her hair, feeling heat pooling in your stomach and moaning softly as her hands move to your ass, squeezing roughly. Sevika effortlessly picks you up, making you gasp as she carries you to the nearby couch.

Her lips never leave yours as she lays you down gently, pressing her body against yours and slipping her tongue into your mouth. You can't help but let out a soft moan of her name as she trails kisses down your neck, slipping her hand under your shirt.

She pulls away, watching as your chest rises and falls as you scramble to pull off your shirt, revealing the pretty bra underneath. She hums to herself in approval as she pushes your bra over your tits, exposing them to the room's warm air.

Her hands trailing up your sides, cupping and fondling your tits making your arch into her. You bite your lips in anticipation, staring down at Sevika as she leans in to take one of your nipples into her mouth.

Her tongue swirls around the bud, closing her eyes as she sucks gently, savoring the sounds of your sweet moans. You run your fingers through her hair, tugging in surprise when she pinches your other nipple between her fingers, sending a jolt of pleasure to your cunt.

Sevika looks up at you, a smirk playing on her lips as she moves to your other nipple, kissing and licking it before groaning, "I love these tits, baby." You arch your back, whining softly as you push your chest closer to her eager mouth. She sucks on the bud, groping the other to make you writhe beneath her.

"Fuck you look so good, Sev," you whisper, cradling the back of her head as she stares up at you. "You feel even better," you breathe with a smile, dropping your head back in pleasure.

She chuckles softly, the vibrations sending shivers down your spine before she pulls back with an obscene pop. "Thank you, baby," she murmurs, coming up to kiss your chin and exposed neck as her hand wanders down to your pants.

Sevika slips her human hand in your pants, dropping her head in the crook of your neck as she feels the wetness pooling between your legs. "Fuck, you're just that easy, huh?" she teases, cupping your clothes cunt, just barely rubbing your aching clit.

“Shut up," you moan as you push her shoulder playfully, your face heats up with embarrassment. "Just take them off already," you whisper, holding onto her tightly as she sits up. As Sevika makes quick work of your pants, tossing them aside, you run your hands over her abs, feeling the hard muscles ripple beneath her shirt.

"Since when were you so desperate?" she chuckles, guiding your hand down her body and under her shirt.

"You're so hot, want you so bad, Sevi." You stare up at Sevika, chewing on your bottom lip as she pulls off her shirt, unable to keep your hands off her.

"I can tell, baby but I wanna fuck you first," Sevika teasingly whispers as she hovers over you, pushing down your panties just enough to expose your drooling cunt. "You gonna let me do that?" You nod eagerly, grinding your cunt against nothing but air as Sevika's fingers drift down to your throbbing clit, ghosting over the sensitive bud.

"Fuck yes baby," you pant, gripping the couch cushions, "need your fingers inside me now." Sevika smirks, circling your clit as she sucks lightly on your neck, nipping the soft skin with her teeth. “Yeah, baby?” She taunts, dipping her fingers lower to feel how you clench around nothing.

“Yes please,” you moan, your eyes fluttering shut as she teases your entrance. She looks down between your legs, huffing against your skin as she slides a finger inside you, feeling your walls clench around her.

"Look at that, bet it'll be so easy for me to just slip another in," she taunts, watching your jaw drop as she adds a second finger, pumping them in and out of you.

Your back arches off the couch, air getting caught in your throat as Sevika curls her perfect fingers, hitting that perfect spot that makes your toes curl and your thighs tremble.

"That's good?" she asks against your parted lips. Sevika smiles when you nod eagerly, your eyes glazed over as you hold onto her tightly.

"It's perfect, Sevi," you moan, rocking your hips against her hand. Sevika's grin widens as she picks up the pace, relishing in the way your nails dig into her back, your moans growing louder with each thrust. "Yeah, just like that," you gasp, scratching her back before moving a hand to tangle in her hair.

Sevika's movements become more urgent once you tug on her hair, panting heavily. She starts to grind against you, her arousal becoming impossible to ignore as you whisper, "Please let me touch you."

Sevika nods, your eager hand slipping in her pants, a low moan leaving the both of you as your fingers make contact with her neglected clit. The space between you two fills with the sound of heavy breathing and soft moans as your fingers work in sync with hers, bringing each other closer and closer to the edge. Sevika drops her head on your shoulder, biting down on her lip to stifle her moans as she grinds on your fingers.

"Christ, you feel so fucking good," she gasps, making you giggle breathlessly as you slide your fingers inside her, feeling her jaw go slack as she lets out a loud moan.

As you feel yourself nearing the edge, you whine mindlessly, "I wanna make you cum, Sev, please cum with me." Sevika arches her back and grabs onto the cushions tightly as she captures your lips in a searing kiss, her fingers never faltering in their rhythm.

"You're doin’ good, fuck 'm so close, baby," Sevika moans into the kiss, grinding her palm against your clit with fervor to push you over the edge. You moan her name loudly as you come around her fingers, keeping your fingers buried deep inside her as your eyes squeeze shut.

You continue to thrust your fingers in and out of her, feeling her walls pulse around you as she reaches her climax, struggling to hold herself up. Sevika collapses against you, breathing heavily as you slip your fingers out of her, bringing them up to your lips. She rests on your chest, watching as you suck on your fingers, a satisfied smile playing on your lips. "You taste so good, Sev," you whisper, stroking her hair with your other hand and making her grin in response.

"Yeah? Lemme see," Sevika says playfully, leaning up to kiss you deeply.

The taste of her still lingers on your tongue as she slips hers into your mouth, deepening the kiss and moaning softly against your lips. "I think you're right but not as good as you," Sevika murmurs between kisses, causing you to giggle and pull her back down on your chest.

Why am I lowkey sick rn 😒

[archangeldyke-all]

oh nooo another Sevika prompt!

Sevika and Reader are hanging out at The Last Drop and Sevika cannoooooot keep her hands to herself. She takes every opportunity to grab Reader's ass and hugs her close when Reader sits on her lap during card games. She is being VERY handsy until Reader whispers "uhm hello? is something wrong? can I help you? do you want something?"

And Sevika is like [:

Which, in Sevika, only means "I'll behave if I can fuck you in the closet/bathroom/my office"

please the [: emoji made me scream because i immediately pictured this smirk of hers:

men and minors dni

ran's been a friend of yours since you were a kid, and now that they're working with silco they're sevika's favorite goon. the three of you go out for drinks together sometimes, just to laugh and gossip and relax for a bit.

tonight's one of those nights. you and sevika have been hanging out at the last drop for a while now, helping theriam flip chairs and prepare for opening, waiting for ran to get back from whatever adventure silco's sent them on today.

sevika's always a little more handsy than she probably should be in public, but tonight she's on a whole other level.

while you were helping theriam polish glasses-- sevika's arms slung around your waist and her chin hooked over your shoulder-- each time the bartender would turn away, she'd take the opportunity to start grinding against your ass, moaning in your ear.

as the two of you played a round of double solitare, sevika's boot snuck up your leg and started pressing against your cunt.

you went to the bathroom and sevika trailed after you, trying to push into the stall with you, a predatory glint in her eye and a giant pout on her lips when you told her to scram.

"fu-- what has gotten into you tonight!?" you squeak as sevika starts nibbling on your earlobe. you're on her lap now, thinking that maybe letting her hold you will help her control herself. you were clearly wrong. you're lucky nobody's at the bar yet. while you're used to her smacking your ass and making out with you in public, this is a lot. especially with her hand cupping your cunt.

sevika giggles mischievously and you smile at the sound. "maybe you, if i'm lucky." she mumbles against your throat. you snort.

"ran's gonna be here any sec-- se-vika!" you squawk as she sneaks a hand up your shirt and starts groping your tits.

"ran can wait a few minutes if they show up 'n we're busy. we've been waitin' hours for them."

with her lips on your throat and her hands pinching your nipples, sevika's making an awful lot of sense right now. still, though.

"s-sev. just wait til we get home baby-- we can lay out in the bed and take our time."

"mmm... yeah... or i could take you up to my office and bend you over my desk real quick. make you cum three or four times, get you back down here within twenty minutes."

you cackle, turning around in her arms to face her. sevika's wearing the cutest little smirk in the world, and well... you can't say no to her now. "you are fucking ridiculous." you say. sevika's smile only grows. "and you've got a lot of ambition with those numbers."

"that's not a no." sevika points out.

you just roll your eyes and lean forward, smooching her nose. "you've got ten minutes." you say.

sevika scrambles out of the booth so fast she topples the table, carrying you in a bridal hold, not letting you down no matter how much you squirm and scream. "sorry T, i'll fix the table in a sec!" she calls over her shoulder as she sprints up the stairs.

you have to muffle your cackle against her throat.

sevika bursts through her office door, her frantic energy disappearing for a moment as she gently sets you down on her desk, kissing you sweetly and carefully clearing her desk of anything that'll poke you. then, the excited, giddy look in her eye returns, she gives you a sloppy kiss, and runs to slam the door.

you just giggle, quickly stripping out of your clothes, watching sevika fling her own clothes around her office as she stumbles back toward her desk.

when she's back between your legs, you pull her in for a kiss. she sighs against your lips and you groan, sinking your fingers in her hair, making her shiver.

neither of you are naked yet, but that doesn't stop sevika's hips from grinding against your cunt. you twine your legs around her, whimpering in her mouth.

"fuck, i've been thinkin' about you all day." sevika mutters.

you giggle a bit. "i can tell."

"i could cum from fuckin' you just like this." she grunts. each time she pulls back, you can see a wet spot from your soaked underwear growing on her light blue boxers. it makes you crazy.

"m-me too." you admit. sevika grins and shoves your shirt and bra up under your armpits, pinning you to her desk and diving forward to start sucking on your tits.

you tangle one of your hands in her hair, the other sneaking under her unbuttoned shirt to scratch down her back. sevika groans loud and long when you do, and her movements against you get sporadic and sloppy.

"janna, i love you." she sighs. "i can't-- i just-- you're all i think about. obsessed with you."

"i know baby." you say, kissing sevika's head. "fuck you feel so good. you're so fuckin' cute, sev."

"a-are you close?" she whimpers. you giggle.

"are you?"

"fuck-- yes-- but i wanna make you cum first." she whines. you laugh, but when sevika shoots back up from your tits to shove her tongue down your throat, all you can do is moan and fall apart underneath her.

you shiver as you cum, and sevika hums against your lips, satisfied. you pull away with a gasp, and then give her hair a harsh tug, and sevika lets out a sweet whimper as cums. "y-you fucking soaked me, baby." she moans, awed.

her words make you groan. sevika ducks down to kiss you again, one of her hands shakily patting around her desk for something.

she manages to find the clock, pulling it up to her face and giggling before showing it to you. "we still got four minutes." she says. you cackle.

"yeah, four minutes for my legs to stop shaking before i have to walk back down those stairs."

"don't be stupid, i'll carry you."

you just burst into laughter, and pull sevika down for another kiss.

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[breathinlove]

berry picking with els ellie williams

a/c: found this cuteness!

cw: js swearing i think

as soon as ellie got to jackson, you noticed her. well, everyone did, but you wasted no time introducing yourself with an invitation for her to sit next to you at dinner.

ellie was skeptical but she grew to like you. you were the same age and you both never knew your parents. you lived with your grandparents and they like saying they found you in the trash. it's not funny at all you think, specially because ellie joined in on the joke overtime.

they had a nice backyard where berries grew and everytime they were in season you and ellie found yourselves busy with berry picking. that kept happening for years until now, both of you 19, waiting to pick some berries.

“so yeah, jesse said you weren't shit and that you should die.” you smirked. you were all at the tipsy bison, talking about a game of cards you didn't care much about.

“you're such a fucker, dude.” ellie snickers and pushes jesse's arm.

“y/n’s the fucker, i just said you don't know how to play.” jesse shrugs and you and dina giggle.

“same difference.” ellie murmurs, looking outside, it must've been around 4pm. “whatever, me and y/n gotta go.”

you smile, dina and jesse start complaining about you both leaving early as ellie gathers her stuff.

“we're berry picking!” you say, smitten, as you get up.

“dumfolery ass tradition.” jesse fake coughs.

“ehhh, coming to think of it, it really is like a tradition. right?” ellie nudges your shoulder and you turn on your heels.

“yeah yeahhh… bye guys, miss you.” you wave to the friends you were leaving, dina smooches the air and jesse waves.

ellie leaves right behind you, jumping in excitement. you two count the hours for this, your parents only let you pick in the afternoon because ‘the morning sun is bad for the skin.’ or something.

“bruh, i’ve been waiting all.. day.. long for this shit.” she supports herself on your shoulders with both hands as she jumps

“calm your ass down… me too.”

you too walk to your house, greeting your parents first, which ellie very much likes doing because it always ends up with some making fun of you. afterwards, you two change into some clothes you can get dirty. you change into some shorts and a stained shirt, ellie just changes into joel’s clothes, he might be mad if he finds out.

you go to the backyard with baskets for the berries in hand, you get around the trees and bushes with smiles on your faces.

“they're so many this time.” you nudge her this time.

“i know right, we're gonna feast on berries.” she laughs, starting to pick them and you start doing the same.

you pick berries, eat them and laugh. gossiping and bickering, just like every other time, and as always ellie's gonna complain about-

“yikes, i touched a rotten one.” she starts wiggling her pink tainted hands around with a disgusted face.

“awh, poor baby.” you mock her, mimicking her and laughing.

“stop, it's disgusting.” she throws a berry at you after eating one herself.

“eww its yucky! that's what you sound like.” you smirk, looking away from her and going back to picking your berries, knowing you'd make her mad.

she comes closer and pushes you, you lose balance and fall into a bush, eliciting an “ughh elliee!!!” and a cry of pain.

“alright, i’m sorry.” she stands out her hand for you, willing to help, you take it. “you're just soooo annoying.” she laughs.

you scoff and pull her down with you, she falls on top of you, each hand on each side of you and a leg snug in between yours. she's silent since she fell and you're studying her face as it becomes pink, now it looks like the berries didn't only stain her hands and lips, but her whole face.

“you blushing?” you smirk and she sits up on her heels immediately, turning her face to the side.

“no? stupid.” she coughs, covering her face with a hand.

“you're still embarrassed even after i made you my girlfriend, what a loser.” you sit up and give her a soft kiss, holding her pink hot cheeks.

ellie palms your neck with her clammy hands, holding it as she kissing you deeper.

“bruh i love these berries.” she changes the subject giggling. she gets up and turns away from you.

“you were blushinggggg…” you get up after her, hot on her trail.

“shut your traps!” she refused to look you in the face for the rest of the berry picking, choosing to pick them 5 steps away from you.

[songbirdseung]

simply jaded / sim jaeyun

going into the new year single again was not gonna be on your bingo card anymore. the problem was that no other guy could satisfy you nor treat you like your best friend did. so maybe, why not date him instead?

going into the new year single again was not something you had planned for. after a string of disappointing dates and relationships that fizzled out faster than fireworks, you were fed up. no one seemed to measure up, no one could treat you the way you wanted, the way you deserved. except, maybe, your best friend.

the thought had crossed your mind more times than you’d like to admit. jake had always been there for you—kind, funny, supportive. he knew you inside and out, better than anyone else. so why not give it a shot? maybe dating your best friend wasn’t such a crazy idea after all.

with a mix of nerves and determination, you grabbed your phone and sent him a text. it was short, direct, and maybe a little impulsive: “why don’t we just date each other?”

you barely had time to process your own boldness when your bedroom door flew open, and there stood jake, slightly out of breath and looking thoroughly baffled.

"are you stupid or just that desperate?" he blurted out, his eyebrows raised in disbelief.

you couldn’t help but laugh at his reaction. he wasn’t angry, just visibly confused—and maybe a little disgusted at the sudden proposition. "oh c'mon," you said, sitting up straighter. "you make it sound like i'm a horrible person to go out with."

"well, you kind of are," he shot back, crossing his arms. "with how indecisive and bossy—hey, don't even think about throwing that pillow," he warned, cutting himself off as you grabbed one from your bed.

you rolled your eyes but put the pillow down. "you're acting like you're repulsed by the idea of dating me."

jake scoffed, though there was no malice in it. "and if i am? will you drop the idea?"

"tell me what's so bad about us dating?" you challenged, crossing your arms now, mirroring his stance.

he sighed, ruffling his hair in that way he always did when he was thinking. "it’s not that it’s bad," he admitted, his tone softening a little. "it’s just... weird. we've been best friends for so long. what if it ruins everything?"

"or," you countered, leaning forward slightly, "what if it makes everything better?"

he paused at that, the room growing quiet as he considered your words. "you’re really serious about this, aren’t you?" he finally said, his voice quieter, more thoughtful.

"i am," you nodded. "look, jake, we already know each other better than anyone else. we trust each other, we have fun together. isn’t that what people want in a relationship?"

"yeah, but... what if we screw it up?" his voice was laced with genuine concern, and it tugged at your heart.

"then we deal with it. but i’d rather take the chance than keep wondering 'what if.' wouldn’t you?"

he let out a long breath, his shoulders relaxing a bit. "you always have to make things complicated, don’t you?"

you smirked. "you love it."

"yeah, yeah," he muttered, but there was a small smile playing on his lips now. "fine. but if this goes south, i’m blaming you."

"deal," you grinned.

he shook his head, still looking a bit amused and bewildered. "guess we're doing this, huh?"

"guess we are," you said, feeling a strange mix of excitement and nervousness.

jake sat down next to you on the bed, bumping his shoulder against yours. "well, if i’m going to be your boyfriend now, does that mean i get to boss you around for once?"

you laughed, shoving him playfully. "don’t push your luck, sim."

he chuckled, leaning back on his hands. "this is going to be interesting."

"yeah," you agreed, smiling. "but i think it’s going to be worth it."

and just like that, the new year suddenly didn’t seem so daunting anymore.

the first date came quicker than expected. jake insisted on planning everything, wanting to make it special. after all, this wasn’t just any date—it was the first date, a big step from best friends to something more.

when he picked you up, he was noticeably different. instead of his usual teasing grin, he had a nervous smile. he even opened the car door for you, which immediately made you suspicious.

"wow, look at you being all gentlemanly," you teased as you slid into the seat.

"well, i thought i'd make an effort," he replied, scratching the back of his neck as he closed the door and walked around to the driver’s side.

the restaurant he chose was cozy and intimate, a little different from the casual places you usually went to together. jake pulled out your chair for you, then sat down across from you, trying to maintain a composed and charming demeanor. it was almost too much.

"okay, who are you, and what have you done with my best friend?" you joked, raising an eyebrow at him.

"very funny," he muttered, but you could see the corners of his mouth twitching as he tried to suppress a smile.

as the evening went on, it was clear that jake was struggling. he kept catching himself before saying something sarcastic or teasing, his usual go-to moves. instead, he attempted to be more romantic, which only made things more awkward. like when he tried to compliment you but stumbled over his words.

"you look... um, really... uh, nice tonight," he said, his face turning a little red.

you couldn’t help but burst into laughter, covering your mouth with your hand. "jake, seriously? 'nice'? that’s the best you’ve got?"

"hey, give me a break," he groaned, leaning back in his chair. "this whole romantic thing is harder than it looks."

"just be yourself," you encouraged, still chuckling. "i liked you better when you were teasing me about my terrible taste in movies."

he grinned, some of the tension easing from his shoulders. "so you do admit your movie taste is terrible."

"don’t push it," you warned playfully, narrowing your eyes.

the rest of the date became much more relaxed after that. jake let go of the awkward attempt to be overly romantic and instead fell back into his usual rhythm—teasing, joking, and making you laugh until your sides hurt. it felt right, natural, like slipping into a comfortable old sweater.

as you left the restaurant, walking side by side, he reached for your hand, lacing his fingers with yours. "okay, maybe i overdid it with the whole gentleman act," he admitted, glancing at you.

"just a bit," you teased, squeezing his hand. "but it was sweet. thanks for trying."

he stopped walking, turning to face you. "i’ll get the hang of this boyfriend thing," he said, his tone more serious now. "just... bear with me?"

"you’re doing fine," you assured him, smiling softly. "we’ll figure it out together."

"yeah," he nodded, a small smile playing on his lips. "together."

and with that, you continued walking, this was the beginning of something new, and you were both ready for whatever came next—together.

[iqzo]

COMPANY

“shh you gotta be quiet, we got company over.”

“Yo, bro! You can't drop a yellow 2 on top of a red 2! We're not playing by those wack rules, man!” your boyfriend exclaimed as he snatched two cards from the deck and slid them over to his friends, who let out an exasperated sigh. “Seriously? Y'all are playing like dumbasses!” the friend shot back, prompting your boyfriend to burst into laughter. “Come on, play the game right then!” he said, confidently slapping down a card. Just then, he noticed his phone lighting up in the corner of his eye, pulling his attention away from the intense battle unfolding at the table.

He catches a glimpse of a notification from you and feels a swirl of curiosity about why you’d need to text him from just the other room. As he places his deck face down on the table, a sense of anticipation builds within him. “Hold on, I’ll be right back,” he says, worrisome tinging his voice as he switches off his phone and slides it into his back pocket.

He opened the door and said, “Yeah, baby—” his words were cut short by the scene unfolding in front of him. You giggled at his reaction to catching sight of you sitting on your knees with them slightly apart exposing your crotch and your ass cheeks which could be seen from the front. You bit down on your lip feeling his eyes roaming around your body, “do I look good?” you asked in an alluring tone he licked his lips and swallowed dryly.

“Fuck” he whispers, taking a step closer to the bed. “Where’d you get this from?” he asked as you cat crawled towards the end of the bed, sitting up on your knees you rubbed his shoulders and began talking. “When we met to the mall.” you whispered into his ear before kissing it having him shiver to your touch.

His hands rest on your curves, gently caressing them before traveling to other areas of your body. You lock lips with him, your hands running through his hair and scratching softly at his neck causing the hairs to rise up and the goosebumps he was obtaining.

You pulled away with an inviting lazy smile, you sat up on the bed and scooted backward till your back hit the headboard. You spread your legs open within an instant he runs and occupies that spot with his body. “You look sexy as fuck.” he whispers as he began kissing along your soft neck, sucking and biting leaving marks on what’s his he travels down your exposed cleavage which sat nicely in the lingerie set.

“So fucking sexy,” he says with each kiss to your breast after every word, your back arched against the headboard. Softly moaning his name out, your hand picks up from the bed and rests upon his hair running your fingers through his luscious follicle.

“Ah~” you softly exhaled as your breath picked up, he kisses down your body and stops at your raging cunt that soaked the crotch area up. He smiled at how his touch can cause you to get this wet, it’s unbeliveable.

“Someone’s been waiting for me hm?” he asked and you answered with a light nod, he moves aside the underwear exposing your clit to the cold air that cause your body to react with a jolt.

“Fuck.” he grumbles salivating at how wet your pussy was. Your juices leaking down the middle of your pussy lips. He took his pointer and slowly inserted it into your beating hole, causing you to slap your hands onto your mouth to silence yourself from alerting his friends. He latches his salivated mouth onto your clit licking and sucking up your succulent juices as his finger moves in and out of your vagina.

He looks up through his eyebrows watching you with your hands on your mouth and back arching off the bed, stomach caving in from him speeding up his pace. The muffled moans seeping out the cracks of the barricade of hands, “daddy” you whispered has you dropped your hands from your face, “shh.” he replies his mouth still eating at your pussy.

You gripped onto his hair with one hand and the next covered out your moans, you whimpered out a simple.

“I’m gonna cum”

“Cum in my mouth baby,” he urges as he kisses your clit and inserted another finger, curving it and hitting that spot that prompted your back to fly off the bed with your thighs shaking at either side of his head. Releasing your juices into his mouth in which he drink as if it was a cold cup of water.

He detaches his lips from your throbbing clit, locking eyes with you before motioning you to turn around with his finger. You weakly turn onto your stomach, he hovers over your weak body, pressing down onto your midback causing your arch to get deeper. He rubs his bulge against your ass erupting a soft moan from him.

“Baby..” you whimpered. “Whats my name?” he asked in a mere whisper, his lip grazes your ear causing you to shiver beneath him. “Daddy..” you weakly spoke, he chuckled.

“You gone make a mess on daddy’s dick f’me?” he questioned as he firmly mashed his bulge against your ass, “ye-yes” you stammered hearing the sounds of his pants unbuckling made you even more aroused knowing what's about to come next will indeed alert his friends.

“Why you tryna keep quiet for daddy baby?” he questioned as he rams his cock into your cunt hitting that spot repeatedly, “y-your friends~ ngh” you whimpered out, he blew air out his nose in an amused tone. He picks you up by your arms intertwining them with his so you have no choice but to be loud, since you have no barricade to make if your hands were restrained with his manly arms. His thrust got deeper and faster the bed slapping against the wall and creaking with every jab of his hips.

His friends in the other room awkwardly eyeing each other down, “c'mon moan for daddy, baby” he says through a groan, his body rapidly slapping against yours as you feel the stingy feeling of your legs beginning to wear out. He bit and sucked down on your neck.

you warily moaned out his name, in fear that his companions would hear. he leaned down to whisper in your ear, he spoke, “get louder f’me, baby” he spoke. you unavailable to fully grasp a sentence without a moan breaking out and lacing your words, replying back, “n-no, y-you’re, ahh” your head leans back onto his shoulders, giving him more access to mark your neck and collarbone, “my what baby?” he says in a soft and sultry tone whilst leaving love marks along your neck.

it was all too much, and he knew it too. he knew what your body needed and craved. he gave it to you easily, no struggle or hesitation. “friends.~” he chuckles, “fuck em, show em how loud you get for daddy.” he says before completely maneuvering you. he had you down in doggy, again, but this time he had your hands restricted.

both hands grasped by a single, his free hand pressed down on your spine to deepen your arch; creating the strokes you loved. he starts off slow. whispering nothing but sultry, and than he slowly picks up the pace. his thrust becoming harder and faster, the headboard of the bed slapping against the wall simultaneously to the rhythm of his body.

you laid there trying to silence yourself but it was too good, he was hitting the right spot. he knew you couldn’t hold it for a while, now here you are moaning his name.

“fuck!” he groaned as he felt his high approaching him with the quickness, he speed up chasing that amazing pleasure, he soon felt your juices coating his cock, it was warm, and wet, prompting him to abruptly paint your insides white.

you were loud. and i’m sure his friends heard it.

you quickly balled up on the bed, your cheeks hot with embarrassment against the cocky man who stood over you with a smirk. “don’t feel embarrassed. this is what you wanted right?” he spoke as he cleaned himself up as well as doing the same for you.

you didn’t reply to him, you instead blanketed your face with your pillow, a muffle “i hate you.” he would hear, he lightly chuckled. walking up to you he picks the pillow off your face, placing down a passionate kiss on your lips.

he pulls away and goes to your forehead, cheek, nose, every part of your face marking it with his soft lips as he comes down to a stop his eyes lock onto yours, “i love you.” he spoke softly, you pulled a downward smile trying to restrict yourself from cheesing in his face.

“i love you too,” you say with a mere giggle. he smiles before leaning up, “you want anything to eat?” he asked.

you began to ponder, “yeah, i want chic-fil-a.” you smiled. he replied with a soft ‘ok’ before leaving.

[justastargirlbabe]

BEST Friends | J. Routledge + J. Maybank

Innocent!reader x John b x JJ

Summary: Your best friends help swipe your v-card

Warnings: Loss of virginity, smut, oral (fem. receiving), Threesome, reader is a bit of an airhead when it comes to sex, aftercare...

“C’mon baby, there's no one better than us.” you’re currently sitting in between your two best friends, john b and jj. You might have let it slip that you’ve never had sex before, and the two gorgeous boys were quick with an idea. “Idk guys I mean, we're best friends a-and-and…”. You stutter, not having the courage to voice your thoughts. “And what princess?” jj blurts impatiently. “You’d have to see me yk… naked”. They both burst out in laughter hearing your confession. “Well duh cupcake, that's how it works.” jj goes back to laughing. John b speaks up, trying to settle your nerves. “Sweetie, c’mon were your best friends, we just wanna help you feel good,” he says rubbing your thigh soothingly.

“O-ok, but how do we umm start?”. You question cautiously. With no response jj gently takes your face into his hands and smashes his lips against yours, catching you by surprise. John b settles for your neck, placing gentle kisses as he sneaks his hand under your shirt. You pull away from jj, nervously looking at John B's actions. Jj intervenes before you get too unsettled. “It's alright cupcake, just lift your arms so me and jb can see your pretty tits”. Flattered, you lift your arms, allowing John b to remove your shirt, whilst jj unclips your bra. “Fuck, I can’t believe you’ve been hiding all this from us sweet thing.” this time john b claims your mouth, jj moving down your body to suck on your nipple, groping the other breast in his hand. You moan into the kiss with john b, and they both smirk. “You like that don’t you baby, c’mere lets get you out of those pants.”

john b removes his shirt, jj doing the same, and they both help you slide your pants off. Leaving you in your pink underwear. “Aw, princess your so fucking cute in your pretty little panties but these gotta go”. Jj tuts at you. Feeling nervous, you don't move. John b picks up on your body language. “Hey baby, it's ok. We just wanna take care of you, but you gotta trust us alright?” John B says. You nod in response but that just isn’t quite enough for John b. “ uh-uh honey, gotta hear you say it.” you take a deep breath before you break the silence. “ok, but uh please just go slow, oh and you guys gotta take your clothes off first.” The boys smile at you before moving to take off their pants. “Anything you need cupcake,” JJ confirms.

After staring wide-eyed at the size of their dicks, john b tugs on your panties, signaling it's your turn. He helps peel them off of you and you witness jj take them in his hand. Inspecting the pink cotton he touches on a wet spot and looks to John b. “I think someone's excited”. He says looking at you, making you blush.

You allow them to push you back on the bed, jj spreading your legs. “Sorry I'm all icky and not waxed” you say, panicking. “Hey hey it's alright, completely normal hun.” john b says assuring you. “Why don't you just start off by showing us how you make yourself feel good, that ok baby?” jj says trying to get a hint at what you like. You speak up cluelessly, “u-um what d’you mean?”, “y’know like when you flick the bean, or play with the pea, tickling your fancy-”, john b cuts him off. “He means Masturbating babe. Can you show us how you do that sweetie?” he questions. “Oh I um… uh, haven't done that before.” say surprised. “ Here I'm gonna rub on this spot and I want you to tell me how it feels.” jj starts drawing slow tiny circles on your clit. You throw your head back, shocked by the foreign yet amazing feeling. Sensing that you’re ready, John b delivers a quick kiss to your lips and sinks his mouth down on your soaked pussy. Jj goes to hold your head up, making sure you see how good they’re making you feel. “ oh-oh my god bee, your making me feel so good fuck”. John b smiles up at you as he sucks down hardly on your clit.

You whine at the loss of contact when he pulls a way to talk to you. “Yeah ik it feels good bunny, but i think you’re ready to take this cock yeah?” you almost gasp at his vulgar use of words. “It's alright mama, jj’s gonna open you up real good first. The boys swap places, “okay mama gonna stick a finger in, just remember to breathe.” you take a deep breath in as you feel his finger enter you. He begins to curl his finger inside, causing you to yell out and your body completely jolts. “Sh sh it's ok baby, he just found your sweet spot s’all.” john b cuts in. jj resumes, this time adding a finger. You cringe a little at the slight stretch but completely relax again when you feel John b kissing your neck. Without you even noticing jj has slipped in a third finger and you’re moaning louder than ever.  “I think she's ready for some dick JB” jj claims.

John b slides a pillow under your head, as well as one under your hips. He spits on your pussy once, and runs his finger through your slick lips. He takes his fat cock, already glistening from pre-cum, and taps the tip against your throbbing clit. He lines himself up with your entrance, your eyes snap shut anticipating his actions. He tries to enter but you’re just too tense. “Dude what's up?” jj questions. “She’s too tight, honey you gotta relax your mind so that it can go in smoothly.” John B informs you. “I’m sorry, I just can't, I'm scared.” you confess. “Hey there's nothing to be afraid of, baby, just take a deep breath and focus on my fingers.” jj instructs. He starts applying pressure on your clit making you loosen up enough for john b to slide right into your pussy. Your mouth forms an ‘O’ shape as he moves in and out of your dripping cunt. “Mm bee dat feel s’good” you manage to mumble out. “yeah baby I know, you gonna cum already hm?” he says mockingly. “Mm- I-I dunno w-what that is”, you force out dumbfounded. This time jj steps in, “you know baby, like an orgasm”, he says shocked at your innocence. “Oh-oh, I uh I’ve never done that, I don’t think.” you clench around john b even more feeling a sense of heat building in your lower abdomen. John b notices the change in your face, “you feel it coming don’t ya pretty girl?” you frantically nod your head, feeling like a bomb is about to blow inside of you. Suddenly the greatest thing you’ve ever felt erupts inside you. John b continues his rough pace as feels your orgasm rush over you, his own following quickly after. Jj gives you sweet kisses as you come down from your high, and gets you a glass of water, allowing you to take small sips. John b pulls out of you slowly, and feeling the after effects of your orgasm, your eyes get heavier.

“Hey sleepy girl, c’mon I know you got one more left for me” jj says almost encouragingly. You whine, “it's ok hun, i’ll make it quick”. The boys swiftly swap places carefully making sure your body is supported at all times. Their sudden movements slightly alarm you. “Shh s’alright sweet girl, jj jus gonna use your pussy real fast,” he places soft kisses to your face as JJ slides in, his thumb nudging at your clit. You gasp feeling the difference of his cock compared to the previous one inside you. He slightly speeds up his movements, already getting close from just watching you. In no time, you reach orgasm #2 crying out whilst jj fucks you harder chasing his own release.

When he's finished and clears his head, JJ grabs a damp towel from the bathroom to wipe off the mixture of juices from the three of you. You wince and snap your legs close, the feeling of the cool rag on your worn out pussy becoming too overwhelming. “‘S alright mama, just cleaning you up”. “C’mon baby, ur sensitive but ya gotta open your legs for jay”. They persuade you. Once he's thrown the rags into the hamper and you’ve gotten some more water, the boys help you slip on one of their t-shirts and place you in bed. “W-what! You-you’re jus gonna leave me” you say panicked. “No honey, don’t worry we’re staying, just relax babe.” they both climb in on opposite sides of you. You lay your head on jb’s chest while jj spoons you from behind caressing your curves until you fall asleep.         

[spookwriter-xo]

Coppélia

Chapter 1 - The Doll That Came To Life

Chapter Summary - Y/N performs her first show as the lead ballerina, little does she know she caught the eye of an admirer.

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It was no secret that the Grand Ballet Society was the best. Ever since I was a little girl I dreamed of being a part of it all, dreamed of performing in front of men and women who admired the art as much as I did. I couldn't believe it when I was offered a position at 17.

My parents hated the idea and forbade me to go. How could their eldest daughter take over the estate if she was too busy galavanting around on stage in a tutu and leotards? I didn't care though, I had a chance to have my dream and I took it.

I just wished they could see me now.

I'd been a part of the society for almost 5 years now, and not once in that time had anyone in my family come to watch me perform. At least not to my knowledge. It often left a bitter taste in my mouth when I'd think about the first few months after, how quickly my parents were to drop me the second I defied their orders. I was really just an heir.

Tonight was the opening night of the play Coppélia. It's about a doll that comes to life and captures the heart of a young man and was first created in 1870. It was one of my favorites of all time, and I got to play the lead.

I stood in my dressing room, fixing my hair to make sure it was neat and out of my face. I let out a soft exhale, opening night was always the worst. Mistakes could be made at every twist and turn and the expectations were high from the audience.

A firm knock on my door made me jump. "Y/N We're starting." The director's voice calls from the other side before his footsteps hastily retreat. I take another deep breath before rushing out to get to my position.

I brush past the male lead, Miles, who offers me a comforting smile. "Hey." He says, stopping me for a moment. "You're gonna do great, okay?"

"You too," I say, giving his arm a soft squeeze before pulling away and rushing to my starting position.

Go time.

I stumbled into my dressing room with a beaming smile. That couldn't have gone any better. I let out an excited squeal as I sat on the plush couch. Not to sound self-absorbed, but I did amazing. My excitement was short-lived as I was temporarily distracted by the bouquet of flowers sitting atop my dresser. Gifts already?

I stand and look at the pretty pure white Gardenia bunched up and placed neatly in a glass vase. I notice a note placed beside it on the counter, the words 'Pretty Ballerina' written out in neat cursive.

I pick it up with a small smile and unfold the card.

'To the pretty ballerina,

I couldn't imagine a more fitting beauty to play such a role. Please do not be deterred from the early gift, I could not help myself. You amazed me and others with your performance, even though it is opening night!

I've always been a fan of Ballet, however, this is the first time in a long time that I have been completely captivated by one of the dancers. I hope to see you continue on stage, and one day I may even show you my face. Enjoy the Gardenias, known for their purity and sweetness. I'll send you many more gifts in the future.

From, Seonghwa'

I stare at the name at the bottom of the page. Seonghwa, huh? I smile as I put the card down, my fingers lightly touching the Gardenias petals as I let the smell engulf my senses. A part of me hoped this secret admirer would come and visit, another part of me hoped he wouldn't. Either way, I assumed this wouldn't be the last I'd hear from him.

And I was right.

Over the next few weeks my apartment and dressing room slowly turned into a florist from the amount of flowers and gifts Seonghwa had sent me. They letters of admiration slowly turned into love letters, causing my heart to race with excitement after every show.

I needed to see him, needed to know who he was, and I felt like I would slowly eat myself alive. I got butterflies just from the words he wrote on paper. Would I feel the same if I saw him?

I hatched a plan to catch him. I left him a note tapped to my mirror to wait so I could see him. I didn't have high hopes at all. He'd written in his letters how he had no time to stay, how he longed to hear my voice and see my smile up close. I needed to meet him desperately, and I prayed as I danced that tonight would be the night where my wishes would be granted.

As I walked into my dressing room after yet another amazing show, I let out a soft gasp. A tall man dressed in a black suit stood by my dresser. He was handsomely pretty, his features sharp but his eyes soft. His hair was long and styled back, making him look like he walked straight out of Dorian Gray.

"Seonghwa?" I ask softly, stepping forward. I could feel the heat on my cheeks, glancing in the mirror to see a light pink hue. He smiles as he hears my voice, clearly liking his name on my lips.

"Hello, Y/N, is it?" He asks, god even his voice is pretty. Was this really the same man who sent me those letters? I smile softly and nod, moving to stand in front of him properly. "You truly are the prettiest thing I have ever laid eyes on." He murmurs softly, his eyes scanning my body. My cheeks were surely red by now as I lowered my head to hide away from his intense gaze.

I've been flirted with before, it's no surprise, especially in such a big city. However, no flirting attempt had ever come from a man whose beauty could compare to a Greek god. None of them actually worked either.

"You're the one who has been sending me gifts?" I ask, looking back up at him to see him beaming down at me.

"I hope you don't mind. I understand it could seem weird that I've come to every show." He says sheepishly.

"No, not at all! I've started to look forward to your letters." I say with a soft laugh. If a smile could get any brighter, his did. I couldn't help myself but to return it.

"Are you free tomorrow? For brunch?" He asks, holding out a card between his middle and index finger for me to take.

"Is this you asking me out on a date?" I ask, taking the card from his hand, making sure to brush my fingers against his. He purses his lips at the contact, trying to suppress his growing smile.

"It can be a date if you want it to." He says, his voice like honey as his hand lingers for a moment.

"I'll give you a call." I say, holding his card tightly as he nods.

"I wish I could stay longer. However, work calls." He apologizes, tilting his head as he moves away, taking his warmth with him. I wondered what he did. He had to make a lot of money to come to every single one of these shows because they sure as hell weren't cheap.

"I'll see you around then?" My words came out as a question rather then a statement.

"Definitely." He says, bowing like a gentleman before he turns to leave. I furrowed my eyebrows as I looked down at his card. His phone number was written in neat font with his name 'Park Seonghwa' written above it. Below his number was a company name; ATZ Corp.

I recognized the name; ATZ Corp was a company started by an old money family, the Kims. I knew their son, Hongjoong, had taken over the company a few years ago and had hired a few of his close friends from college to help run it. They worked with real estate mostly, however, I had heard rumors that they also did work in the underground. After finally meeting Seonghwa, I didn't really believe it. He looked far too neat in his appearance to work for a gang, let alone the mafia.

I turn back to my mirror and laugh softly at the fresh bouquet of Gardenias waiting for me. He never bought fake flowers and never anything other than the same pure white Gardenias. They must be his favourite, or he assumed they were mine.

The sound of the director calling us for a briefing snapped me out of my haze. Quickly tucking the card into my purse, I rushed out of my dressing room to meet with the cast.

I tried my best to pay attention. However, my brain kept sweeping me back to Seonghwa. His smile, his warm aura, the excitement that bubbled up inside me as our hands touched even if it was brief. I couldn't help but let my mind wonder into what could be.

[momoswifee]

Game Night - Park Jihyo

Pairing: Jihyo x fem!reader

Synopsis: You and Jihyo are invited to Game night at Nayeon's place.

Warnings: I don't think there are any, it's fluff. Maybe the mention of murder but it's in a joking way? so yeah

w/c: 1359

a/n: I've only had Jihyo thoughts lately, so I hope you guys like it :)

"You know, I would've gladly said that I was sick so we could stay home." Jihyo says beside you, holding a tray of snacks as you push the button to Nayeon's floor.

"Are you scared of losing?" You ask her teasingly, making her gasp in mock offence.

"I would never lose???" She exclaims, making you laugh, "We were just so comfortable at home" She ends, whining.

You turn towards her and adjust the hat, sitting backward on her head before kissing her forehead.

"Don't be like that, you'll still have fun while we're here" 

"I know..." She pouts, "we always do, and I always win too" she continues, now with a cocky grin spreading across her face 

"You're so annoying" you laugh before moving away from her 

 Ding

"Finally, I don't know why she decided to get a place so high up" Jihyo grumbles as you both get out of the lift. 

As you walk down the hallway, you feel her hand shyly touch yours, making a smile grow on your face before holding it and interlocking your fingers.

As you look at her, you see her trying to keep the snack tray balanced on her one arm so that she can keep holding your hand. You laugh at her antics but feel the warmth spreading through you because of her actions

After arriving at Nayeon's door, you gently place a kiss on Jihyo's cheek before going to knock on the door 

"Eugh no 'hello Nayeon! It's so great to see you! Thank you so much for inviting us to your beautiful place for game night!' just you two kissing all the time" Nayeon says, opening the door before you get the chance to knock

"Hello, Nayeon! Thank you so much for inviting us to your stupidly high flat for this wonderful game night!” Jihyo says, entering the flat, paying little attention to whatever Nayeon says after, pulling you along by the hand, still clasped in hers.

After arranging everything, you all sat down and decided on which game to play, finally deciding on starting with UNO.

As you start playing, you see Jihyo sneakily hide certain cards underneath her leg, but as time passes and with the excitement of having fewer and fewer cards, she forgets she had put them there.

"UNO" She screams excitedly, pulling faces at Jeongyeon for losing to her, not noticing the hidden cards are now for anyone to see.

"Babe-" you start, trying to warn her that her secret was discovered.

"-you CHEATED" Jeongyeon says, cutting you off, laughing at Jihyo's shocked face.

"Those are not mine?" She says, trying to push the blame onto someone else, her eyes landing on your frame. " Yn, are you serious? I know you wanted to win, but to go to these lengths... Tsk" she says with a disappointed face before getting up as quickly as possible not waiting to be a victim of more ‘unfounded’ accusations, leaving you in a state of disbelief.

 "You knew she was cheating the whole time, didn't you?" Jeongyeon asks, sitting closer to you. 

"Of course I did, she was too obvious" you answer as you look at Jihyo, now at the counter laughing with Tzuyu. 

"Disgusting" she answers mimicking vomiting noises as you look towards your girlfriend as if she held the moon and the stars in her bare hands. 

"Are you gonna tell me you don't let Nayeon win from time to time?" You ask, raising your glass, and laughing at her. 

"We actually have a very healthy relationship, so I don't really feel the need to let her win. On the contrary, I usually make sure she loses" she says, with an unimpressed Nayeon on her side.

"Don't listen to her, she's a sore loser, so I'm the one who usually lets her win" Nayeon says pinching Jeongyeon's arm in retaliation. 

"What was that for" you hear the taller one say as she rubs her arm

“I find it cute that you let Jihyo be all competitive” 

“You say it like I have an option?” You chuckle, “she is the most competitive person I know...” you say, sighing almost dreamily. 

“Why is she saying that as if it’s one of Jihyo’s more charming qualities?”

“Why are you asking me? I’m just as shocked as you are”

After the game is finished and having, unexpectedly, Jeongyeon as the winner, Jihyo finally comes back feeling like it’s an appropriate time to do so, hoping that no one mentions her little slip-up. 

“Welcome back cheater!” Jeongyeon says, making Jihyo groan and bury her face into your neck to try and avoid her friend’s remarks on her poor sportsmanship. 

“Stop that” you say, ‘scolding’ your friend, pulling Jihyo closer. “She’s my cheater”. 

“Did she hear herself or is it just me-”

“No, she did not think before saying that” 

Jihyo laughs into you after your poor attempt at defending.

“She was always competitive, there's no need to defend her bad personality” Jeongyeon says in between sips, making Jihyo throw a pillow at her.

You all decide to call it a night, after people (Nayeon) threatened others (Jihyo and Jeongyeon), lives because of monopoly properties.

“Ah, this was fun” Jihyo sighs in content, as she calls for the lift. 

“I don’t think having Nayeon threaten your life because you bought a property she wanted could be considered fun, you know?” you chuckle as you get inside the lift. 

As you go down, Jihyo starts telling you about all the strategies she used to win on the various games you had played during the night, and continues doing so as you start walking out the building and towards the car. 

Once you’re outside, you can’t pull your eyes away from the energetic girl in front of you, too mesmerized by the way the moonlight hits her skin making glow underneath it. 

“What?” she asks laughing, suddenly stopping after noticing your silence and your unnerving gaze. You can’t even muster the words, only moving closer to her to close the jacket after seeing her shiver because of the light breeze of the night. 

“You’re just so perfect” you say whispering, moving the hat she had on backwards so that you could plant your lips on hers in a sweet short kiss, hoping to convey through it the adoration you felt for her. 

As you pulled back, even with just the street lamp light shinning on both of you, you could see her cheeks gaining a red hue, making you smile. 

“I hate it when you do this” she mumbles, playing with the zip of her jacket. 

“Do what?” you ask teasingly, stealing another peck from her, making her laugh this time, holding your arms to make you stop from repeating the action. 

“You’re so annoying” she says with a wide grin breaking in her face. 

Once inside the car and on the way home, you feel her fingers gently trace mindless patterns on your tight as you drive and hear her gently hum to the random song playing on the radio, and even after all the playfulness and chaos of the night, at that moment, you could only feel like a wave of peace had washed through you. 

“Did you have fun?” she suddenly says, still tracing patterns on your tight.

“Of course I did” you answer, taking her hand in yours, quickly kissing the back of it. “I would’ve loved it even more if I had not been framed for cheating during UNO tho… Something no one believed by the way” you teasingly say, earning a light pinch on your arm.

"Yeah because you're a goody-two-shoes." she says making you gasp and making her laugh. "I like it that you're always playing by the rules..." she continues, caressing your cheek gently.

"One of us has to" you grumble, earning another pinch from the girl beside you, making you laugh.

After you arrive home and are finally cuddled up together, you think to yourself about how even if she threatens and cheats her way through most board games just to make sure she wins, you would not have it any other way.

[kishibe-kisser]

They realise they love you (Cyno, Dainsleif, Itto, Tighnari)

Tags: Cyno x gn!reader, TCG, Dainsleif x gn!reader, nightmares, mentions of trauma, Itto x gn!reader, mentions of discrimination, Tighnari x gn!reader, talks about plants.

Cyno: "Wait, no, how did you do that?" You asked, tossing the rest of your cards on the table in confusion. He was trying his hardest not to smile as he saw you're frustration. Cyno had just absolutely wiped the table with you in TCG and he thought it was hilarious. "That had to be cheating?!" You added on, in complete disbelief.

He loved this, playing TCG with you on a day off while sitting in the living room. He loved it even more that you had asked him to teach you how to play, your level might not have been that high yet but that didn't matter. It was fun to play against you and see the shock on your face when he whipped out a new trick.

"Totally within game rules." He nodded and you shook your head. Cyno found himself needing to hide the slight blush on his face, all happy because of how into the game you were getting. "Okay, we're doing this again and you're gonna show me how to do that." You said and started reshuffling your deck before grabbing the dice. Leaning over the table, Cyno kissed your forehead while holding onto the back of your neck. "You're so cute when you're frustrated."

Cyno loved that you took the time to learn something he enjoyed and threw yourself in head first, he loved you for it.

Dainsleif: He hated himself for it, how most of his nights were still plagued with nightmares about the things he had seen. He also hated how every night he went to sleep he hoped it would be different, knowing it wouldn't be. Tonight went exactly as you'd expect, Dain shot up from his bed and looked around the room. Clutching his chest, breathing heavily as you slowly woke up next to him. That was the worst part of it all, the way it effected you at least in his mind.

"I'm sorry, go back to sleep." He knew he sounded gruff, but he couldn't stand the thought that his problems were effecting you. "Now you know I can't do that." You yawned, rubbing your eyes and leaned into him. "Do you want to talk about it?" He appreciated the question and he knew that you already knew the answer.

"What can I do for you?" You asked, gently wrapping your arms around him. He took the initiative to lay you both down and burry his face into your neck. "Just this, nothing more."

Dainsleif loved knowing you would be there when his answer would change, when he would be ready.

Itto: While most of the stigma around Oni's had been cleared, sometimes Itto would come across someone who was mean or simply didn't understand. The mean people were easy to deal with, he'd simply be mean in return but the people that didn't understand, that was different.

"I'm scared." A child murmured to his friend and you and Itto wandered past. When it was kids it hurt his feelings even more and you knew that, stopping in your tracks to kneel besides the child. "Scared? Of an Oni? That's so silly!" You smiled, looking back at Itto who looked confused. "Oni's don't hurt people, especially not this Oni." You explained and he felt his chest ache as he looked at you and this child.

"Here, he'll even let you feel his horns." You said and picked the kid up, lifting him to Itto's impressive height. "See kid! I don't bite." Itto said, bending his neck so that the child could gently touch his horns. The kid laughed as Itto shook his head and hair like a mane, loving the sound of both you and the kid laughing. "Nothing to be scared of." You added on, smiling at how silly he was.

Itto loved how you always stood up for him and helped people understand him, he was absolutely in love with you.

Tighnari: He found it hard to concentrate on his notes as he watched you browsing through his books, reading through the information about plants and animals all located in the forest. It wasn't like you were being annoying while doing it, no he just couldn't concentrate because of how cute you looked.

"What can you all do with Rukkhashava mushrooms?" You asked, wandering over to his desk and showing him the plant from a drawing in his book. Tighnari smiled, taking the book from you and looking over the page. "A bunch of things, personally I like cooking with them the most." He said, pulling you into his lap as you continued to flip through the pages.

"What about this?" You asked pointing to another type of plant. "Why do you want to know my dear?" He asked, kissing your cheek gently. You looked at him with a shrug, shutting the book as you did so. "Well, you spend your days with all of these things and have all of this knowledge about it all... feel like I should know some of it too. It seems important to you." You admitted, watching him hide his face in your shoulder to hide his blush.

You took interest in his work and made sure he knew he was heard, he loveed you for it.

A/N: some harmless fluff to reign in the weekend. This was special req from a friend.

[connorsbonez]

Stalkers and Cryptids: Incorrect Quotes #2

Danny, Bernard, and Wes are sitting on a bench

Tim: Why do you guys look so sad?

Danny: Sit down with us so we can tell you.

*Tim sits down*

Bernard: The bench is freshly painted :)

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Dick comes to visit

Danny, setting down a card: Ace of spades

Bernard, pulling out an Uno card: +4

Wes, pulling out a Pokémon card: Jolteon, I choose you

Dick, trembling: What the fuck are we playing??

Tim, placing down a card: Go fish.

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Danny: *Screams*

Wes: *Screams louder to establish dominance*

Bernard: Should we do something?

Tim: No, I want to see who wins.

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The Monopoly Game

Danny: Tonight, one of you will betray us.

Bernard: Is it me, Danny?

Danny: No, it’s not you.

Wes: Is it me, Danny?

Danny: It’s not you either.

Tim: ...Is it me, Danny?

Danny:

Danny, mockingly: Is IT mE DaNnY?

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Wes: I think we're missing something.

Bernard: Teamwork?

Tim: Cohesion?

Danny: A general sense of what we’re doing?

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Bernard, tilting his head: Why are your tongues purple?

Wes: We had slushies. I had a blue one.

Tim: I had a red one.

Bernard: oh

Bernard:

Bernard: OH

Danny:

Danny, the dense king: You drank each other's slushies??

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The Sleep Deprived Slumber Party

Bernard, laying flat on his back: Can I be frank with you guys?

Danny: Sure, but I don’t see how changing your name is gonna help.

Tim: Can I still be Tim?

Wes, setting his hand over Tim's mouth: Shh, let Frank speak.

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Cop: You’re receiving a ticket for having three people on one motorcycle.

Tim: Shit.

Danny: Wait, three?

Cop: ...Yeah?

Bernard: OH MY GOD WES FELL OFF!!!

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Wes: Dammit, Danny!

Danny: What?! It wasn’t me!

Wes: Sorry, force of habit. Dammit, Tim!

Tim: Not me either.

Wes: Oh...Then who set the house on fire?

Bernard: *whistles*

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Danny: ARE YOU-

Wes: Fucking.

Danny: KIDDING ME?! YOU-

Wes: Fucking.

Danny: IDIOT!

Bernard: …What was that?

Wes: Danny's mom's swearing senses have been going off, so I’m helping him out.

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Rom-Coms

Bernard, gesturing towards the love interests: They make a cute couple, huh?

Wes: They certainly are standing next to each other.

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Pre-OT4, Beginning Stages of the OT3

Danny: I'm so happy, I could kiss you!

Tim: Um...Neat.

*Later*

Tim, lying face down on his bed: I said "Neat," Wes. Who the fuck says neat these days? It's not neat to say neat but I said it anyways because I'm fucking stupid.

Wes, reading a book: Don't beat yourself up too much, Tim. Everyone gets nervous sometimes. Remember what I told you I did when Danny confessed his love for me?

Tim, slowly lifting his head: ...Didn't you thank him?

Wes: *closes the book and looks at the ceiling* I fucking thanked him.

[peachhcs]

will surprising sam and coming out to visit her at mich and going to her game

something other than hockey

hughes!sister x will smith au (samy + will)

ugh yes she has no idea he's coming until she wins the game and sees him after. later that night, they go out together getting somehwat drunk and then cuddling up togther on the couch.

2k words

warnings: underage drinking but that's really it

au masterlist

michigan led the score 3-2 with two minutes left in the final half. the crowd in the stands were on their feet going crazy and cheering on the lady wolverines to keep up their lead. the ohio state women played dity earning themselves and the michigan red and yellow cards left and right. samy scaled the field with her teammates trying to recapture the ball while trying to watch her back after getting herself a yellow card ten minutes earlier for pushing one of the other girls over. 

ellen and jim were on their feet watching the game in anticipation with nearly every single men's hockey player scattered across the stands watching their favorite hughes play. ethan and mark stood at the front of it all making their section the most rowdiest. the two convinced their teammates to come out since it was the final home game and if they won this game, the girls advanced the elite eight—so much closer to the national championships. 

"let's go! run it up the field!" ethan hardly had a voice left as it rasped in his throat. 

the timer quickly itself down now with only 90 seconds left in the game. samy yelled things to her teammates as they started running towards the goal with the ball in their clutch. 

"take the shot! you've got time!" mark's voice was hardly there either. 

anytime the two went to samy's games they came back with a lot less voice than they started with. sometimes samy thought they were crazy for screaming at every game because a lot of the times they were the only ones screaming at the top of their lungs. 

one of the ref's whistles blew making a sign for a time out from ohio's side. everyone let out a collective, half annoyed sigh as the teams huddled together. 

"dunno why they're calling a time out. there's a minuet left and we have the ball. there's no way they're gonna score," ethan mumbled with a shake of his head. 

"osu's gonna dig for every chance they can get. i doubt they're gonna give it up that easily," jim mentioned. 

ethan and mark took the small break as an opportunity to rehydrate and hopefully make their throats less dry. "how you doing, smitty?" ethan shifted his attention to samy's boyfriend sitting to his right. 

the girl actually had zero idea will was in town for the weekend. it was his mission to finally surprise her and with this weekend being game less, of course he'd never pass up the opportunity to see his girl. 

was he missing all the practices this weekend? yes. would his coaches kill him for not being there? probably. would he sit bench at the next game? most likely. 

did will care? no. not at all. 

for once in his near 18-year playing career, he finally had something other than hockey to think about. hockey wasn't his number one anymore, nor would it ever be as long as samy was in life. 

"i'm good. getting worked up about this game," the blonde responded to ethan's question.

th older boy quickly nodded in agreement, "osu's playing like shit, yet we're getting all the cards." 

"the coach knows what he's doing. i think he's scared of samy knowing how well she's played this past season for only being a freshman," mark commented and the boys nodded in agreement. 

the whistle blew again and the girls got back into position. everyone's eyes were on samy as she traveled up the field alongside her teammates. something about the way she communicated and moved with four other girls reminded will a lot of his line with gabe and ryan. 

"put it in! show 'em what we got!" luca yelled from the back. 

the timer shrunk down to 40 seconds left. 

one of the girls passed the ball samy's way as she ran up the field towards the goal. osu's defense was strong, but boy was the youngest hughes stronger and smarter than them. 

"20 seconds!" ethan yelled. 

the crowd began counting down with the timer, so samy took her chances with putting it in. with her momentum from sprinting up the field, she did a near corner kick towards the goal. time slowed itself as everyone's eyes watched the ball soar through the air. 

osu's goalie jumped up, but she missed it by half an inch, so the ball scraped right past her finger tips and into the back of the net. 

screams erupted from the entire student section. the umich girls stormed the field in celebration while the boys jumped up in victory, immediately hugging one another. 

"for the first time in program history, the lady wolverines will continue on dancing to the elite eight! congratulations!" the announcer exclaimed through the speakers. 

will followed after the group of now excited hockey boys to the field to congratulate samy. he had been so wrapped up in the game that his nerves about surprising samy hadn't made themselves known until now. a crowd of students were already on the field sending their congratulations to the players it was hard keeping track of everyone. 

the blonde stuck himself close to ethan in fear that he'd get separated and lose the group. sweaty bodies hit into will almost knocking him sideways followed by a half apology that didn't really mean sorry. the boy quickly scanned people's faces hoping samy was somewhere close by and they could all leave the now crowded field. 

suddenly, someone squealed and ethan stopped walking. will's eyes flicked back over and he quickly caught sight of the girl wrapped up in mark's arms. all of the hockey boys crowded around the youngest hughes basically blocking will from her view. 

the blonde shifted on his feet waiting for her to finally notice him. his heart rate felt like it was pounding through his chest and he didn't know why. it was samy. his girlfriend. 

maybe will was freaked because this was the first time they've seen one another since summer ended and they went to college. talking over the phone and texting was one thing, but seeing one another in person was another. they only had two months of being in a relationship in person before college cut a wedge between that. 

finally, ethan stepped side, his eyes finding will's with a tiny smirk. samy followed the older boy's gaze in slight confusion before she met gazes with will. 

she stared at him for a good five seconds before jumping into his arms which almost sent both of them to the ground. 

"you're here. what are you doing here?" samy's grip was strong around will's neck. the boy smiled into her skin, breathing her in. 

"came to surprise you. got in this afternoon," he explained. 

having her in his arms and the way she held onto him eased all of the worries he had minutes before this. god, it felt so good. 

"don't you have practice? how'd you get out of it?" samy pulled back to see her boyfriend's face. he smiled a bit, putting her down, but not letting go. 

"i mean.. i didn't i just kind of left," will shrugged. 

"your coach is gonna kill you," samy couldn't believe he was skipping an entire weekend of practice for her. 

"they can do whatever they want to me if it means i get to spend a weekend with you," the blonde smiled softly. 

his words made the girl blush a deep crimson and it got even worse when he leaned down to connect their lips in a sweet kiss. the hockey players still watching smiled at the interaction along with ellen and jim. 

remembering that everyone was still watching them, samy carefully directed will's lips away from hers for the time being. he pouted some. "later," the girl mumbled before stepping away from him to greet her parents. 

"i gotta change and debrief the team. i'll catch you guys in like 20 minutes if you wanna wait around," the brunette looked back at everyone. 

"you got it little hughesy," ethan threw a thumbs up in her direction. 

the girl chuckled. she kissed will's cheek one last time before running off to join her teammates as they began walking back into the sports complex. a minute later, ethan jumped onto will's shoulders, a large grin on his lips. 

"i think that definitely went well. what do you think?" the older brunette asked. 

"definitely. thanks for getting me here," will grinned. 

"anytime, smitty. you're like our little brother now," ethan looked at mark who nodded. 

the younger boy smiled to himself at the boys' words.

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later that night, samy and will found themselves tucked away in a corner couch at the senior hoceky house. truscott threw, so of course the invite opened itself to the youngest hughes and will. it was a good way to celebrate with some of her favorite people after today's big win.

the two made their rounds saying hi to everyone, but samy found them a couch off in a side room. the alcohol buzzed through their systems—sometimes samy had a hard time saying no when someone offered her a shot. plus, she thought she deserved it, too.

will definitely wouldn't pass up free alcohol, so he followed the girl's lead. now, the couple cuddled into one another letting the party drown out around them.

"'m glad you're here. i missed you," samy mumbled with a soft smile.

will's learned that samy became extremely affectionate and talkative whenever she was drunk, but he certainly didn't mind. he'd listen to her talk for hours.

"missed you too, pretty girl. feels like it's been forever," will hummed, eyes never leaving hers.

a small frown replaced the smile, "i know. wish we didn't live so far apart now. facetime isn't the same."

"winter break is soon, though. we'll get to see each other then."

"if my parents let me go to sweden. boston and another country are two completely different things," the brunette mumbled.

will almost forgot he was going to sweden for the us world juniors. that seemed so far away and now it was almost here. he squeezed samy's thigh that was draped across his lap.

"still can't believe you skipped practice to come see me," the girl changed the subject for now. her grin returned earning a smile from will.

"well what else am i gonna do? not see you until who knows when?" the blonde playfully raised his eyebrow.

"never known you to skip hockey practice for someone, especially a girl," samy chuckled. her hands reached up to play with will's curls on the nape of his neck not covered by the hat he had on.

her touch sent sparks down his spine and a little skip in his heartbeat.

"i guess things change."

"if you could rank them, what's first?" samy kept firing her random questions.

"you," will said without hesitation.

"me?"

"yes, you," the blonde smiled.

"you're lying," a laugh escaped the girl's lips as if she didn't believe her boyfriend.

"no i'm not," this time it was will's turn to be confused.

samy read his look, gently shoving him away from her, "come on, smitty. you've been focused on hockey for..for since we were born. there's no way anything could ever replace that."

the way she called him smitty, picking it up from gabe and ryan some years ago, did something dangerous to the boy. he gently shook his head, intertwining their fingers.

"that was before i realized i've been missing what's right in front of me all along. it's always you, samy," will said softly creating another deep blush on the girl's cheeks.

"god, you're so corny," the brunette rolled her eyes, but smiled nonetheless.

will cupped her cheek, bringing her lips closer to his since their kiss earlier was cut short because of everyone watching them. they connected in another sweet kiss.

samy's lips tasted of strawberries and vodka that only made will kiss her harder wanting to get every inch of that taste off her lips.

[12woso12]

Dorothy lands in North London - Part 6

Part 5

I know it's been quite the build up to meet all the players but trust me it's coming :) A short chapter ahead, sorry!

Once you had bid goodbye to Jonas, Jennifer wasted no time in dragging you pitch side. It was there that you experienced just how much went into announcing new signings as you met the rest of Jennifer and David's team and crew members. They took long videos of you walking pitch side and sitting among the thousands of seats in the stadium, you couldn't wait to hear them roar to life on match days.

'Here' Jennifer approach where you were seated with a box in hand. 'New pair of boots for the day, wanna give them a try?'

'Hell yes' you said excitedly ripping open the box to find a pair of pink Nike phantoms laying in wait. You grinned and held them up to the camera examining with glee the way your initials and number were engraved into the side. 'Fucking fantastic aren't they?'

'Language!' Jennifer exclaimed 'We'll have to mute that Y/n'

You glanced at her sheepishly before pulling the boots snuggly over your feet.

'Perfect fit.' You weren't ashamed to admit that you went through football boots like a Foxes through chicken. They never usually lasted longer than a few months before they were falling apart of the seams, maybe it was the rough tackles or the way you liked to knee slide but you weren't all that sure. It was a shame considering how much you loved your new pair.

As you got up from your seat and made your way back down to the grass an Irish voice abruptly stopped you in your tracks.

'There's me new protege'

You turn to see Katie McCabe sauntering out the tunnel. The Irish Captain was also decked out in an Arsenal kit and she dragged a ball bag behind her.

'Katie' She introduced herself, dumping the balls at your feet.

You decided instantly that you liked the girl. You'd be lying if you said you didn't admire her style of play, it was incredibly similar to your own right down to the risky tackles and red cards. From what you'd seen in videos online, you were also pretty sure she'd appreciate your humour.

'I know who you are' You began ' Katie Robinson, right?'

A look of shock crossed Katie's features for a moment before she cackled loudly. 'Got a mouth on ya, don't ya?'

You shrugged. 'That's what they all say'

Jennifer inserted herself into the conversation. 'Okay, now we can get started'

'Started?' You frowned

'On the video."

You shook your head. 'Then what've we been filming for the last half hour?'

Jennifer shared an amused glance with Katie. 'Just some little snippets and shorts for social media, some of it might make the cut for our main video but it's going to be something a little different and i think the fans will really love it' She beckoned you and Katie to follow her over to the nearest goal where the crew had began to set up large cameras.

'That's why i'm here kid, the fans love me' Katie joked to which you sniggered.

Ignoring the Irish defender, Jennifer continued. 'The whole concept is based around reputations, people hear Katie's name and they think passionate, fearsome, daring, dangerous and your name carries that weight too. So we're gonna play onto that, teams aren't just going to have to deal with one McCabe now, but two.'

You liked that idea. You thought it made you sound tough, like you were built to handle anything.

'We're gonna be bringing the danger kid, me and you'

You smirked 'I think your face alone is scary enough'

Katie shook her head. 'I'm going to have to keep an eye on you aren't I?'

'As long as it's not when i'm in the shower' You countered

Jennifer narrowed her eyes at you as Katie just laughed. 'Stop saying things like that Y/n'

You held your hands up in surrender, you were surprised at how easily you'd managed to fit in already. It was a calming feeling, it made you more at peace with your new life in England despite only arriving a day earlier.

'Kyra's taken a liking to ya' Katie said suddenly as Jennifer wondered away with David to deal with a lighting issue. 'Came through the door at 7 this morning covered in mud but grinning like a mad man'

'Yeah, Emily wasn't too pleased with me about that'

Katie shrugged. 'That's valid, at least Kyra left me a note...even if i couldn't exactly decipher her hand writing.'

'Well I'll know for next time.'

'Next time?' Katie rolled her eyes 'Fantastic'

You honestly couldn't wait to see Kyra again. 'It's good to know someone my own age over here, most of my friends are back in the States'

'Any boyfriend...or girlfriend?' Katie teased

'Not anymore' You answer cryptically but before Katie can respond Jennifer is rushing the two of you into position in front of the camera.

'ACTION'

[coolprettyleo]

screaming, crying, perfect storms - ryan leonard ☆

wc: 1.3k

tw: angst. new beginnings. depression. yelling?

ryan leonard x oc

☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆

frankie was doing good, cool, and fine. everything was just fine, and that little 'just' was enough to make everything not fine for the youngest hughes.

the girl felt stuck in a never-ending loop and she had no idea how to get out of it.

she had recently come to the realization that everyone she knew was making progress with their lives. they were either already doing what they loved or were working for it.

while she stood and watched, stuck. she didn't know what she loved; it's not like you can sleep in your boyfriend's arms for a living, right?

the poor girl was just bored with her life. sure, she had friends and a boyfriend and had finally managed to pass her classes, but at the end of the day, that's all she had.

she needed a change and she needed it fast.

frankie and summer were currently walking through the streets of nyc. frankie had fallen into a depression and summer being her best friend had decided to take her on a shopping spree in hopes to uplift the girls poor mood.

they had been playing around in one of the dressing rooms when a tall beautiful woman approached them.

"hi, I've been watching you two for the last twenty minutes, and you guys are gorgeous. my name is eloise simons, and I'm with IMG Models. I think you two would be perfect for this new summer collection; I'm going to give you two my card and you guys can go ahead and give me a call if you want to set a meeting up," the lady said, handing them a card that looked pretty legit.

the two girls looked at eloise speechless, not knowing whether or not she was joking.

"i know this is very out of the blue but I have a vision and a good feeling about you two and I just need to act on it" she said with a smile.

"thank you. we'll have to talk it over, though," summer said as frankie had seemed to go mute. the lady let out a smile.

"that's better than a 'no'. please, if you even have any questions or concerns, just give me a call." she said before bidding the girls goodbye as the best friends eyed each other with a wild look.

"if this is a prank, it's really mean," frankie said, breaking the silence.

"it's not," summer said, looking the number up and it, in fact, being real.

"oh my gosh, what are we going to do," frankie said as summer smirked.

"we have three months off" she cheekily smiled

"are you saying what i think you're saying?" frankie said

"a new york summer?" summer said excitedly as they both jumped up, squealing.

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frankie walked into her apartment with about twenty bags to find ryan, will, gabe, jacob, drew, and aram sitting around her living room. playing video games.

"what the hell," she said, eying the boys as ryan stood up and helped her with her bags.

"you said i could invite the guys," ryan said with a smile

"I know, but it never sounds like a lot till I see them," she said as they all waved at the girl.

"wait, is summer back, too?" gabe asked as frankie nodded. the boy quickly stood up and bid goodbye to his friends before walking across the hall to his situationship.

"we're gonna head out too," will said, standing up, eyeing the rest of the boys who didn't move.

"i'm comfy" drew whined

"forts," will say with a glare as he huffed and stood up along with jacob and aram. the boys gave frankie a hug and bid ryan a goodbye before walking out.

"how was your day" ryan said as he put his girlfriends bags down.

"amazing! you won't believe what happened," she smiled, thinking about eloise.

"what happened? what did you even buy?" he asked nosily as he looked in some of the bags.

"a whole bunch of cute outfits. I bought you some things, too," she said as she pulled out some items in the bag for him.

"this is sick" he said as he eyed them. frankie smiled as he tried it on for her, watching him. she smirked before pushing him down onto the bed and straddling him.

"you look so handsome," she said, kissing his neck as he squeezed her sides.

"you're in a good mood," he smiled, looking at his girlfriend. he had been really worried about the mood his girlfriend had been in these last few weeks. she was either always mad or sad nowadays, and it made him happy to see her so happy.

"yup. I got a job today," she told him as ryan eyed her warily. don't get him wrong, he loved her but she was lazy. he thought hell would freeze over before she ever got a job, a job in new york as that.

"a job?" he said confused

"yeah, it's for the summer but if I like it I might end up doing it forever-"

"what kind of job is it?" he asked warily, seeing as she was tiptoeing around the fact of what the actual job was.

"modeling," she said as she squealed.

"you want to be a model?" he asked confused.

"well, I don't know yet. summer and I got scouted today and we want to give it a try. but if I like it I'm going to keep doing it" she explained

"what about college?" he asked. he was excited for her, really, but he was afraid she was being irrational. a thing he learned about his girlfriend is that she did things without putting much thought into them.

"well, I haven't thought that far, but I'll drop out if it comes to it," she said as ryan raised his eyebrows.

"why are you looking at me like that" she asked with a frown. she was honestly getting annoyed with how ryan was taking this. she was so excited and his reaction was honestly ruining her own.

"this is a big decision, frankie. I don't think you're thinking it all the way through-"

"i am thinking it through. that's why i'm only trying it-"

"you just said you're gonna drop out"

"I said if it came to it," she said, getting off his lap. she didn't like the way he was acting.

"i just think you're not thinking it through-"

"stop saying that! i'm not some naive little girl!" she said, getting frustrated and raising her voice.

"don't yell at me," he said in a serious tone that irked the girl to her core.

"I'll yell if I want." the stubborn girl stood her ground.

"i just want you to think about what you're doing-"

"I'm not some dumb kid, ryan!" she said taking the bags off her bed.

"well, you're acting like one," he said below his breath, but the youngest hughes had heard it, and it shattered her feelings. he knew one of her biggest insecurities, and he decided to gut her with it.

"get out," she said shaking her head with watery eyes

once ryan saw those sad eyes, he knew he screwed up.

"babe-"

"please just go. we'll talk tomorrow," she said, sniffling as he came to wrap his arms around her.

"I didn't mean that, I'm sorry," he said in her hair.

"i know. I just want to be alone, please," she said, pulling away.

ryan eyed the girl, his girl, wanting nothing more than to beg for forgiveness on his knees all night, but knew he screwed up and she needed her space. he nodded before kissing her cheek and walking out.

leaving frankie to sit, cry, and drown in her thoughts. more sure than ever that she was going to go through with this.

[blorbocedes]

Love triangle where the two love interests get together instead

Lewis & Jenson both shooting their shot with Nico and failing miserably, endgame slagclaren

"He double booked us, didn't he?" Jenson susses out, seeing Lewis in the romantic candlelit high-end resturant dinner table he was supposed to have with Nico. Well, now he looks proper silly showing up with a bouquet of roses.

Lewis isn't better off; dressed up in a black suit and clean shaven face, buzzed hair. A not so inconspicuous jewellery box wrapped in satin bow sits on the table. At least they're both cliche. Clearly, Nico has a type.

"That fucking—" Lewis shakes his head. "You too?"

Jenson shrugs in half sympathy. He pulls the chair to sit. Maybe there's a misunderstanding. Maybe Nico will show up and choose one of them, like out of The Bachelor. In which case, Jenson was simply forward thinking by bringing roses.

Lewis tries calling Nico, but Jenson knows it'll go straight to voicemail. He takes out one of the breadsticks from the complimentary basket and burns the edge on the candle's flame, watching it darken, before taking a bite. He may look like one, but he's no gentleman.

"Nico and his games." The elusive blonde that taunts them both and loves his mindgames. And to think, Jenson used to respect the bro-code once upon a time.

Lewis hangs up, frustrated. He looks across the table at Jenson's expectant eyebrow. "Look, man. I get it, Nico's playing you and we're going through our shit but at the end of the day it's gonna be him and me. It's always been."

Jenson leans forward. The candlelight warmth casts the romantic cast on Lewis' features, and his neck tattoo peeks out from under the shirt collar. He's always been a good-looking lad. Jenson can admit that. "Remind me, whose lap is he crying on when you two break up again? And trust me, mate, that's not all he's doing there." Jenson smiles wolfishly.

Lewis scowls, scrunching his face. He opens his mouth, as if to propose to take it out in the back lot and fuck, wouldn't Jenson love that? There's nothing quite like the high of getting your nose punched in. Nico would probably love it, both of them literally fighting over him.

At that moment, the server interrupts them holding a bottle. "A vintage red for you gentlemen, courtesy of Mr. Rosberg."

Of course.

Both of them straighten up, schoolboys on their best behavior as she pours their glasses. Jenson scans the tables looking for golden hair, and meets Lewis' eyes doing the same. Without meaning to, they both end up laughing, caught.

Lewis takes a sip. "Fuck, man." He shakes his head. "He drives me crazy."

"Tell me about it." Jenson swirls his glass, letting it aerate. Lewis' lips are a deeper shade of pink because of the wine, and his tongue darts out across that bottom lip. Jenson thinks they both probably taste the same right now. The wine of Nico's choice. The thought goes to his groin.

"What if we don't give him what he wants?" Jenson proposes.

"What do you mean?"

Jenson gives a very obvious once over at Lewis, slowly trailing his eyes down over the exposed second shirt button and flash of chest. "We've had some good times together. We've shared a bird between us before." And if their swords crossed, they didn't talk about it after. Jenson doesn't take it up the ass, but head is head.

"There's no girl now." Lewis cocks his head, suspicious. One can imagine what being with Nico can do to a man. Suddenly, Jenson feels a lot more amenable to ending this night in a way that is mutually beneficial, over both of them getting put out.

"No. There isn't." Jenson takes out the hotel key card and places it in between them, letting Lewis decide for himself. He's a big boy.

Lewis finishes his glass, and pours himself another. And then he pockets the card.

Ending the night on his knees with Lewis' length in his mouth, and hands in his hair surprisingly gentle, Jenson has to wonder if this was the outcome Nico had planned all along.