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naddiesflower · 2 years ago

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Calling him by his name and not by a term of endearment

another one in the drafts that needed to see the light of day

Characters: Todoroki Shoto and Bakugo Katsuki

Shoto

You truly didn't mean to do it

You honestly just straight up forgot one day

You would always greet each other outside of class before school started

Like clockwork, you would give each other a small hug and you would always say “hi baby” or something similar, but you would always call him baby��..except for today

“Morning Shoto,” you pull away from the hug, and he has a frown on his face that looks different from the one he usually has

“You okay?”

He’s quick to shake it off, “Yeah, come on, we’re going to be late for class.”

You guys were actually early, but you just brush it off as him wanting to be punctual

Shoto really wants to question you

But he doesn’t

Not outwardly at least

He’s thinking, “are they mad at me?”, “Did I do something to make them mad at me??”

He would do everything possible EXCEPT ask you what was wrong

The both of you walk inside the class and Shoto goes to your seat before you do and pulls out your chair for you

You’re surprised, it’s not like he’s never nice to you (though he doesn’t look it, he’s really nice) but you are perfectly capable of doing menial tasks for yourself

So you never expected him to do that, but you appreciated it nevertheless

“Oh, thanks Sho!”

His eyebrows crease

He hums in affirmation and gives a kiss to the top of your head before walking over to his seat

That’s when you know something is wrong

He wasn’t too keen on PDA

So for him to nonchalantly kiss you on the head in class….was kinda fishy

Shoto can’t concentrate all that well in class now

Poor dude is wracking through his brain as to why you just called him Sho

WHY SHO AND WHY NOT BABY???

And now he’s pouting for the entirety of the class

Every time you look over at him he’s like >:/

ngl it’s really cute

You don’t ask Shoto what’s wrong until lunchtime rolls around

Well

You try to

When the lunch bell rings Shoto is like a man on a mission

He beelines toward you

If you hadn’t known what his quirk you would have thought it was super speed

Iida who?

Some of your classmates look at him weird

This is just the image I get in my head lolol

Shoto: 🏃‍♂️🏃‍♂️

Classmates:🤨

But he gets to you in like .5 seconds and he holds his hand out to you

He doesn’t even say anything to you, so you assume he wants to hold your hand

You place your hand in his but he surprises you when he pulls you into a hug

Thankfully everyone had already filed out of the class or else you would have been a burning bundle of embarrassment

“Call me baby please.”

His mouth was right next to your ear and you could feel his lips move against it

Your knees would have surely given out had you not come to a conclusion

You hadn’t called him baby the entire day and he was now clearly perturbed about it

There was one thing you really loved about Shoto, it was pretty easy to fluster him

And you see a perfect opportunity open itself up

Grabbing his face between your hands you pull him away from your ear and smush his cheeks together

“Oh my poor baby, I'm so sorry my baaaaby.”

A blush was quickly creeping its way up his neck

Which only encourages you more

Maybe he shouldn’t have reminded you

“Ok that’s enough….”

“But I haven’t called you baby enough times.”

“I’m going to eat by myself.”

“Wait!”

Bakugo

You did call Bakugo terms of endearment like babe, sweetheart, and the one you use the most, honey

Bakugo claimed to dislike your nicknames, but he secretly really liked them

One day you and Bakugo get into a petty argument

I totally feel like you and he would fight over the smallest shit lmao

And you’re not hanging around his desk before class like you normally do

You’re at Ashido’s desk obviously ignoring him

Which irks him, but that’s fine, he can ignore you too

But he can’t help but eavesdrop on yalls conversation

because Ashido’s desk is very close and totally not because he wants to hear your voice because he already misses it

“Why aren't you at his desk by the way?”

“Hmm, Bakugo’s?”

Oh this catches his immediate attention

He doesn’t even bother hiding his blatant staring at you from across the room

Since the both of you started dating not once have you called him Bakugo

It’s always been your cute gushy nicknames or variations of his first name

Mina already knows what’s up and wants all the details now

She’s huddling closer to you, almost practically on top of your desk

But you never get to spill tea because the bell is ringing

But i assure you that Bakugou is giving you a hard side eye

Cuz he still needs to focus in class (he’s still a good student!!)

Lunchtime rolls around and he very discreetly walks next to you

“Hey”

You turn to look at him and just smile at him with your stupid cute face

He’s happy you’re not outright ignoring him

But he was at least expecting a, “c’mon Tsuki, i wanna get a good table!”

He brushes his pinkie against yours hoping you’d get the hint and hold his hand but nope

You pick up your pace and he sees you wrap your hands around Ashido’s arm, the both of you now animatedly talking

He would have found it cute if you weren’t hanging off of Ashido

That should be me by justin bieber starts playing

Bakugo is now internally raging inside at the lunch table

You would normally sit next to him but you're sitting across from him in between Sero and Kirishima

Man’s is literally stabbing into his food

everyone is now staring at his dramatic ass

buy you're the only one who ends up making a comment about it

"the food is already dead, i don't think you need to do that Bakugo."

he stops murdering his food

he's had enough

He stands up forms his seat, goes over to a very confused you

Very gently, takes a hold of your wrist and starts dragging you up to the school’s rooftop

You’re questioning him the entire time

When you finally get to the rooftop Bakugo lets go of your wrist and just kind of stares at you

He’s silent for a couple of minutes looking like he’s going through a mental battle

Until he finally says something

Something that you can barely make out because he’s turned his head away from you and is grumbling

You: https://youtu.be/Y_3vk411ALE

“Bakugo what?”

There you go calling him by his last name again

“I said I’m sorry, don’t make me repeat myself!”

“Sorry for what??”

You can’t be serious

“For our argument this morning, the reason you’re calling me by my last name.”

“Oh.”

Oh?

JUST OH??

“I thought you were still mad at me so i wanted to give you space, i forgot about our argument way before school started.”

……

ATTENTION: TWO IDIOTS IN LOVE❗❗❗

Bakugo just sighs

He’s too tired to even get frustrated and just wants your attention

So he pulls you into a hug and buries his face into your neck

“Don’t ever do that again.”

You can practically hear the pout in his voice

“I'm sorry honey, i just wanted to give you space.”

“I don’t care about space.”

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xxsugarbonesxx · 4 months ago

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Stepdad!Miguel ramble (please if you don't like stepdad stuff do not interact) If you're under 18 do not interact 🌹

this is another quick something something while i work on something longer :)

once again MDNI get outta here man 🫵🤨

(Another quick disclaimer, Miguel became readers stepdad after they turned 18. After rereading this I worried this would come across like Miguel known reader since before they turned 18 k thx that’s all :P )

But imagine being lectured by stepdad!Miguel about getting caught making out with a boy in your room while he takes you from behind. Your body bent over the bed, his massive hand on your back as he fed you inch after inch of his thick, girthy cock.

"You wouldn't want to be known as a slut around the campus, don't you, nena?" Miguel crooned, squeezing your supple skin. Shaking his head disapprovingly.

"No Miguel..." You sigh, pouting your lip. His hands on your hips as his thrusts got sloppier and harder. Hitting your sweet spot just right, his cockhead kissing your cervix with each buck of his hips, watching the thick layer of fat over your butt jiggle and bounce.

"Mhm, then you'll get a reputation, nena. You won't want that, being known for sleeping with all the girls and boys. First it's all the students, but soon it'll be your teachers and professors, babe." He choked out, eyes rolling back into his head from how tight your warm pussy was.

"I know..." You sigh, cheeks red with embarrassment.

"I only l-lecture you 'cause I care, nena." Miguel said softly, trying to fit his whole shaft in your walls, his breathing ragged, biting down on his bottom lip as he stopped thrusting himself and you began to bounce on his cock all on your own.

“I understand.” You said with a slow nod. The sound of the fat of your butt and thigh clapping against his thigh and hips filling the room as well as his desperate little whines and whimpers.

“I hope you remember this, so you think back on this next time something like this happens. Your mother raised you better than this, you live under my roof, under my rules. I don’t want anything bad happening.” Miguel continued, his glasses slipping down the bridge of his nose as he bit back moans.

“Nothing will,” you try to reassure him.

“Yeah, you say that-” He grunted, grabbing you by the hips and pushing you closer to him, your back arching. Eyes rolling back as he came. Unloading thick, hot strands into your cunt, making you shiver and drool at the feeling.

Removing his cock from your sloppy cunny after a moment, rubbing his hand over his face as he tugged his sweats back up.

“I want you to stay in here, and take a moment to understand why hookups like that are bad. How it can lead to a number of bad things,” Miguel scolded you like a bad dog. Walking towards the doorway.

“I’m twenty two, you can't put me on timeout-”

“Doesn’t matter~” He called to you in a sing-song tone as he shut the door behind him.

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theformulaimagines · 11 days ago

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Look at that woman (breaking my heart) | part five

Pairing: Lewis Hamilton x Vettel!Reader

Summary: For one and a half years Lewis and y/n managed to keep their relationship a secret, until it blew up in their faces. Now, they're trying their hardest to pick up the pieces...

Warnings: angst, fluff and some smut indicators but nothing really

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Lewis excused himself the second he saw that she left a voicemail, his slow walk were becoming quicker as soon as he entered the hallway. He didn’t even realize that his hands were trembling until he sat down on the edge of his bathtub.

He quickly holds his phone up to his ear. The soft smile fades as quickly as it emerges when he recognizes how exhausted and sad she sounds.

“I would trade everyone here to just have you around.”, is all he texts Y/N, but the message isn’t going through.

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user 2: he’s so adorable stooop

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user 3: why wasn’t y/n there ???

mercedesamgf1: 🐐🐐🐐

user 4: what do you mean if you know you know ????

user 5: @/user4 doesn’t it mean i just know you know

user 4: @/user5 then who is he TALKING TO 🤨

user 6: our subliminal king 😍😍😍

A soft yawn escapes her lips while she stares at at the television. Some true crime documentary on a man pushing his wife down the stairs is playing. Y/N reaches over for her coke, while her eyes are motionless fixated on the screen.

“What a bitch, Jesus.”, she mutters while eyeing how the man denied killing her, rolling her eyes at his weak excuses. She wants to take a sip when there’s a knock on the door. Quickly she stands up, amazed that the hotel is that quick with her room service order.

However, when she unlocks the door she makes eye contact with Lewis. And for a moment they just stare at one another.

But then Lewis takes a step towards her and slams his lips on hers, their mouths moving in a way that almost seems choreographed. Y/N quickly lets the door fall shut as they stumble further back into her hotel room.

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user 1: she could be THEE wag

user 2: you guys are so so so so weird why can’t you just accept that they’re only friends

user 3: they’re booing bc they know you’re right

user 4: THE WAY THAT MECHANIC IS LOOKING AT LEWIS LOOKING AT Y/N GOOOOD GOD I AM SEEING WHAT YOURE DOING FOR OTHERS

user 5: @/user4: the eyes chico 🥹🥹

user 6: i can tell you right now that lewis sees her as a friend 😭 he has known her since she was like 18 … anything else would be weird as fuuuuu

#f1 fanfic #f1 social media au #f1 x reader #lewis hamilton #lewis hamilton imagine #lewis hamilton x reader #f1 #f1 texts #fanfic #imagine

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tonyspank · 1 year ago

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LOST IN THE FIRE

black!singer!reader x jenna ortega (they/them pronouns, but there’s mentions of them having a pp, lol)

warnings: fluff and a tiny bit of angst i guess, my poor attempts at humor again, social media w a bit of irl

a/n: i’ve always wanted to do a social media book. so this is just something fun i came up with, i hope you enjoy :) it’s also a way i can put u guys onto my fav songs 🤭

faceclaim: khalil beth

Is Percy Hynes White Dating Jenna Ortega?

Jenna and Percy have yet to confirm or deny dating rumors, but they have posted many cute cast photos of one another on Instagram. On top of that, Jenna took Percy as her plus one date for the 2023 Golden Globes — and they're set to star in a movie together!

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3 talented artists + jack lani - kehlani jackie - jack tae - matteo

lani Y/N sweetie..

jackie 🙁

tae what'd i miss??

jackie Y/N's fav ex is dating an ugly man 🥺

tae JENNA? NAHH

tae let's hope she leave him too 🤞

tae she'll miss the bbc 🥲

lani omg wdf 😭😭

you ...

jackie now the dots was a lil dramatic

lani JACK 😭😭

you jack stfu before i shave ur beard

tae got his ass

lani LMFAOO

jackie 🤐

tae ok ok but Y/N how are u rn?

lani frr like talk to us

you wdym?

you we broke up why would i be bothered

jackie

🤨

tae 💀💀

lani i've never met anyone who still likes their exes posts

you it's called being mature

you i am able to support her regardless of what happened

tae it's called being delusional

jackie laughed at "it's called being delusional"

jackie i have an idea

jackie

tae fam what is ur camera roll? 💀

lani what's ur idea jack

jackie i'm gonna ask demi for an invite to the scream 6 premiere

jackie then me and Y/N gon jump percy in front of jenna right

lani

side-eye…

jackie and then jenna gon be like

jackie oh my god not my mans getting his ass beat by my ex & their bsf tf

you please stfu 🙏

jackie bro

jackie i'm tryna help you save ur gf from a guy who looks like the definition of pervert

tae laughed at "i'm tryna help you safe ur gf from a guy who looks like the definition of pervert"

lani 😭😭😭😭

lani i can't breathe

you it's literally just a rumor that they're dating tho

you & i'm not going to the premiere

jackie mhm

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screammovies You, of course. 🔪🩸 > y/nhart can we kiss?

jackharlow what did you say in the group chat? > y/nhart that jack harlow is a flop 🤫

user15 bro doing everything but dropping an album 💀 > user1 ong. right my wrongs ep was amazing but it's been 8 months 😭

mrmatteo where was my invite? > y/nhart drop a song then let's talk > user3 what a hypocrite 💀

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kehlani you could never be ghostface > screammovies Its always someone you know. 👻🔪🩸

user11 GO TO THE STUDIO

user992 i have $1,000 frank will drop before this mf

user90 MORE JENNA AND Y/N CONTENT??? > user78 i missed them :')

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Your eyes were starting to water due to the number of flashes from the cameras that were going off around you. The bright lights made it difficult to keep your eyes open, but you knew that this was just part of being in the spotlight.

Jack places a hand on your arm, slightly shoving you towards the exit. You ignore the yells of your name and continue to make your way off the carpet.

Your bodyguard, who had been standing nearby, steps in to create a path through the crowd, shielding you and Jack from the relentless paparazzi.

"Did you talk to Jenna?" Jack asks, leaning close enough for his voice to be heard.

You send the bearded man a glare, shaking your head. "No. I don't even think she's walked the carpet yet."

Jack raises an eyebrow before turning his head to the carpet, which is still filled with celebrities and flashing cameras.

He scans the area, searching for any sign of Jenna among the chaos. He then turns back to you with a smirk on his lips. "I think you're just ducking her."

You roll your eyes at Jack's teasing remark.

"Please, like I have time to play hide and seek with Jenna. I'm just trying to avoid the relentless paparazzi."

You gesture towards the swarm of photographers jostling for the perfect shot.

Jack hums, his smile widening. A thought clicks into his head, causing his smile to drop.

"Oh, yeah! I talked to Melissa, and she is fine as fuck."

You thin out your lips. Jack probably didn't know she was married.

"I'll tell her husband you said that."

"You know what they say. Don't let your husband distract you from finding the love of your life."

You chuckle at his joke.

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"May I say you look amazing tonight?" The interviewer states, smiling as they admire your appearance.

You smile, bringing your hands together to calm yourself before responding.

"Thank you so much."

"Are you a big fan of the Scream franchise?" The interviewer asks, moving their microphone closer.

You nod, your eyes lighting up with excitement.

"Absolutely! Ghostface is such an iconic character, and I love the twists that they put in the movie. It just always keeps you on your toes."

The interviewer chuckles, sharing your enthusiasm. "I completely agree! The Scream franchise has definitely left a lasting impact on the horror genre with its clever storytelling and memorable characters. Speaking of memorable characters, whose is your favorite?"

You pause for a moment, looking up at the sky as you bite down on your lip.

"Uhh... It's hard to choose just one, but if I had to pick, I would say Roman Bridger. I didn't suspect him at all, and his reveal as the mastermind behind everything in Scream 3 was a total shock. Plus, Scott Foley's performance was absolutely chilling."

The interviewer nods, appreciating your choice. "I couldn't agree more. He's surely one to remember."

You nod again, smiling. "For sure. I've always wanted to play Ghostface. Taking off the mask and revealing your plan must be so fun."

The interviewer laughs and says, "I'm sure you'd do great."

Before you could respond with a thank you, the interviewer speaks up.

"Jenna! It's so nice to see you." You turn to see Jenna, your heart dropping at the sight of her.

You force a tight-lipped smile at the brunette. "Hey Jenna, long time no see," you say, trying to sound casual.

Deep down, you can't help but wonder if she still thinks about you.

Jenna returns the smile. "Yeah, it's been a while," she replies softly.

Memories of your past together flood your mind, and you can't help but wonder if there's still a chance for reconciliation.

"You guys are so stunning, I can't even!" The interviewer gushes, snapping you out of your thoughts.

Jenna chuckles, her eyes meeting yours briefly before she turns her attention back to the interviewer.

"Jenna, I've gotta ask. Are you a fan of Y/N's music?" Jenna nods her head, glancing at you again before answering.

"I am. They're very talented musically, and I'm waiting for another album."

You try to fight back a smile, but it fails miserably. The interviewer notices your failed attempt to hide your smile and chuckles.

"Seems like there's mutual admiration here," they remark, noticing the subtle connection between you and Jenna.

You tilt your head, shrugging a bit. "I guess you could say that. Jenna's very talented herself, both musically and in acting."

Jenna feels the butterflies in her stomach erupt as you compliment her.

She's missed you, and she wants nothing more than to reconnect with you. She blushes slightly and responds, "Thank you."

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You walk over to Jenna, interrupting her conversation with Percy. "Jenna."

Jenna turns towards you, a surprised expression on her face as she pauses mid-sentence.

"Come home with me?"

Jenna's eyes widen as she processes your unexpected request, leaving her momentarily speechless.

After a brief moment of hesitation, she nods slowly, her curiosity piqued. "Sure, why not? Let's go."

Percy furrows his eyebrows, watching you and Jenna walk off together.

When you arrive home, you take off your jacket and help Jenna with hers.

Jenna mumbles a thank you before making herself comfortable on the couch.

She looks around the unfamiliar surroundings, seeing as you've changed a few things since the last time she was there.

Jenna's eyes linger on a Polaroid of you and her, capturing a happy memory from months ago. Of course, Jenna still loved you, but was she ready to take the risk of getting hurt again?

She couldn't bear the fact that things might not work out between you two, causing more heartbreak.

Fame had always been a double-edged sword for Jenna. While it had brought her success and recognition, it also came with constant scrutiny and pressure.

It's what ruined you two. Jenna being constantly busy due to acting and you constantly being busy due to singing made it difficult for you both to find quality time together.

Despite the love that still existed between you, the demands of your respective careers created a growing distance that neither of you knew how to bridge.

You walk into the living room, two glasses of wine in your hand. "Actually," Jenna speaks up, and you raise your eyebrows in anticipation.

She continues, "Could we sit on your balcony?"

You nod, a smile tugging at the corners of your lips. "Of course," you say, leading the way to the balcony.

As you settle into the comfortable chairs, the city lights twinkling below, Jenna takes a deep breath and says, "I miss moments like this, just being together without any distractions."

You take a sip of your wine, pausing to savor the flavor before responding. "Me too," you say, gazing out at the night sky.

"I missed you."

Jenna's eyes soften, and she reaches over to gently touch your lap. "I missed you too," she whispers.

"I hope you know that I'm not dating Percy."

"I know," you reply, a small smile forming on your lips. "I knew you wouldn't downgrade like that."

Jenna chuckles softly, her dimples beginning to show. "That's hilarious."

A silence falls over the two of you.

"I couldn't imagine being with anyone other than you," you snap your head towards her, your heart swelling with love at words.

She always knew the right thing to say.

"You're the only one who truly understands me, Y/N." Jenna's eyes meet yours, her brown pupils glistening in the moonlight.

"I can't find myself being vulnerable or trusting with anyone else." She finishes off, breaking away from your gaze.

You don't say anything, you just place your hand over top of hers, which was resting on your lap.

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jackharlow deluxe 🔜

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user77 couldve had better feats tbh > user880 STFU

djkhaled 🔥🔥🔥 WE'LL NEVER STOP 🛑!!!

>user14 TELL EM BRING OUT THE ALBUM ALREADY

user67 i'm about to cry.

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user45 there's no misses on the album + they ate down in the deluxe > user89 came in my pants when they came on the track w that "t-time, t-time, t-time.."

user66 can we talk abt for free? bro had like 10 viagra pills before pulling up to the studio > user77 💀💀💀

jackharlowsbeard kehlani & jack on the album made me so happy.

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y/nhart mega christmas dump 🎄@jennaortega @jackharlow @mrmatteo @kehlani

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zvdvdlvr · 2 years ago

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daryl x female yn that says 'kissie?' whenever she wants a kiss please

- 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞

𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒: (𝘳𝘦𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵:) 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘺𝘭 𝘹 𝘧𝘦𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘦 𝘺𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘢𝘺𝘴 '𝘬𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘦?' 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘴 𝘢 𝘬𝘪𝘴𝘴 𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: 𝘬𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘴𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘰, 𝘪 𝘸𝘳𝘰𝘵𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘦𝘯𝘷𝘪𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘦𝘳𝘢, 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘳𝘰 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘪𝘵𝘴 🤫🤭🤪😝😏😶😌😪😔🤤😷😬🤨🤔😛😋, 𝘱𝘦𝘵 𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘴 [ 𝘴𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵, 𝘣𝘢𝘣𝘺 ]

𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆: 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘺𝘭 𝘥𝘪𝘹𝘰𝘯 𝘹 𝘧𝘦𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘦!𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳

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"Mornin' sweetheart," Daryl rasped, sitting up from his bed. y/n was reading one of Carl's magazines by light of a lamp. She turned, closing the thin paper book, and smiled at him.

"Morning, baby," she murmured, crawling back to lay beside him. "You sleep well?"

Daryl nodded. "Yes ma'am. Why're ya dressed already? Where ya goin'?"

y/n laughed. "Michonne and I are making a formula run. We gotta get Judith some diapers. Why?"

"Jus' wonderin' where ma girl's goin'."

y/n scoffed and poked Daryl on the chest. "You make fun of Beth and that other kid for bein' too mushy then you go sayin' stuff like that," she laughed.

A laugh bubbled up Daryl's throat. Yeah, he really did poke fun at the youngest Greene and her boyfriend just to turn around and make goo-goo eyes at y/n. "Whatever," he whispered, staring into y/n's eyes.

She watched him watch her intently, hand fiddling with Daryl's growing hair. How she ended up with a crossbow wielding softie redneck as a boyfriend after the downfall if society: she will never know. "Kissie?" She broke the silence, doe eyes the purest thing Daryl had ever seen.

"Mornin' breath, sweetheart," he warned."

y/n rolled her eyes.

Daryl smiled. "Come 'ere," he ordered, letting his hands slide to hold the back of y/n's neck to pull her close. He kissed her roughly, unlike most good morning kisses. Daryl felt y/n sigh into his mouth, something that always drove Daryl wild. The hunter felt y/n grasp desperatly at his hair, shoulders. He felt the way her lips moulded beutifully with his and groaned low in his throat.

"How can you go that long without breathing?"

y/n jumped up at the sudden, loud asked question. Daryl sat up too, an embarrased flush creeping up his neck.

Michonne watched the two split apart like two magnets with her own jaw dropped. "Y'all where like-" she cut herself off eith a shudder. "y/n, best let your man take care of his boner cos we got some scavenging to do," she explained before turning and leaving. Daryl swore on the hair on his head that Michonne muttered "five damn minutes, glued like that" as she left

"Well!" y/n said, turning to Daryl. "Guess I'll see you later. Bye," she said, untangling herself from the bed and peering into the large mirror shard to fix her hair.

Daryl pulled her back in for another kiss before she left, whispering 'be safe' against her flushed lips.

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delcakoo · 2 years ago

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Getting giggly thinking about Prince Yeonjun meeting his princess for the first time? Also why were up at 1 am 🤨🤨🤨

PRINCE YEONJUN I LITERALLY YELPED RAVEN ILY FOR THIS. oh. and uh… i was uh.. doing important things!! 😇 anywaYs enjoy jshsjs

9:02AM — “yeonjun, tuck your shirt in for the last time,” a strict, female voice barks in the distance.

you awkwardly balance your weight from one heel to another as your soon-to-be husband paces over to you, rolling his foxy eyes whilst his mother sends him strict side glares.

the prince looks as if he’d rather be anywhere else in the world; gloved hands digging into his pockets unceremoniously and plush lips formed in a subtle frown.

nonetheless, your own mother’s face brightens with each and every step they take. “smile, honey,” she reminds passive aggressively.

“why, you both look simply ethereal!” yeonjun’s mother compliments once they come to a stop, bowing with gracefulness that her son begrudgingly copies.

while the queen’s blabber on and feed each other sweet talk, yeonjun finally returns your gaze. he scans you up and down, seemingly unimpressed by his default expression. your brows furrow, feeling offended by the male’s lack of respect and decency.

was this rude, stuck up jerk really the man you’d be married off to?

“well, how about we let them introduce themselves on their own while i fetch you a cup of tea?” your mother offers, extending a gloved hand out to miss choi.

“that sounds delightful.” with one last squeeze to her son’s shoulder, the queen leans in, whispering something unreadable against his ear before prancing off elegantly.

now, only you and yeonjun remain outside the palace. he makes no move to do anything, so you reluctantly take charge despite only wanting to scold him for his awful, un-princely attitude. “i’ll show you around.” you don’t give him time to refuse, making your way inside with confident steps.

luckily, the prince doesn’t put up much of a fight; black dress shoes clicking and alerting you of his looming presence close behind.

you pause in the first hallway with a nervous gulp. “so.. this is where we—“

“what do you want?” the black haired boy rudely interrupts.

you frown, “pardon?”

he rolls his eyes yet again, and you resist the urge to comment on how it’ll get stuck there if he didn’t stop. “fortune? pleasure? fame?” he lists off as if he’d said it a billion times before, eyes drifting off to a nearby painting hanging delicately. “which one?”

squinting, you try to study his features and read his emotions, but as usual they offer you nothing. “uh, none?” you reply honestly, and at last, yeonjun turns to face you in peaked curiosity. “i just want to make my parents happy.”

yeonjun hates the fact that he falls for your confident tone and body language. “well, me too,” he mumbles so softly that you nearly miss it.

“then.. why is it that you’ve broken up with all.. what even is it now— ten of your past wives?” you couldn’t stop yourself from blurting it out, even if it was definitely a question for another day.

however, the choi family’s son seems to care even less. “they were all just using me for different reasons,” he replies instantly. “not a single one actually gave a shit about me as a person, so why should i allow them to sleep next to me in my bed?”

you blink at his honesty, nodding in understanding, “that makes sense.”

yeonjun snaps his head over to you, face still blank, but eyed widened a fraction. “it- it does?”

“uh.. yeah?”

he gulps, unsure of what to say. “sorry, it’s just.. i’m usually told that i’m wrong and i should just learn to accept it.”

feeling proud that he’s opening up to you, you quickly reply with something a princess should definitely not say. “well they’re all dickheads, aren’t they?” yeonjun nearly chokes, coughing in surprise before a laugh tumbles out of his lips. his brown, fox eyes crinkle softly, and you can’t help but think he looks shockingly cute like this. “what?” you ask through your own giggles.

“i’ve never heard a princess say such a word,” he cackles.

“well, i suppose you’ll have to give me a chance if you’d like to hear more.” you wiggle your brows playfully, a mischievous smirk still on your lips.

then, the prince does something he’s never done to a girl before (at least, out of his own free will). with a few steps towards you, yeonjun wraps his arm around your waist, leading you off to where your mother’s wait in the dining hall. maybe he’s gullible, maybe this was all a set up and you were simply a wonderful actor.

but at least for now, yeonjun felt genuine hope. “i think i will, princess.”

this was prob not what u expected sorry for the slight angst 🫶 also ten wives was supposed to be an exaggeration if u couldn’t tell 😭😭

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virgo-mess · 1 year ago

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Silver Thread- Chapter 4

Happy Halloween! Did anyone else get a ridiculous blanket of snow today? 🤨

TW: Sexual references, a surprising amount of fluff and some heated kissing. I didn't intend on this being a slow build but it's what fits Veda's character more. Things should be heating up in the next two chapters though so bare with me 🧡

Veda’s Pov

The next morning Veda got ready for work shuffling through her apartment in a nervous fit. Wondering how today would go now that she had agreed to let her boss Terry Silver pursue her for a little while, she didn’t even want to think about how her coworkers were going to react when they found out. She hadn’t even told Zoe what happened when they finally went to lunch though Zoe pushed adamantly for all the information she could get. Veda groaned; she had gone through her closet about a million times by now finding it weird she suddenly cared what she wore now. Terry always seemed to like her outfits anyway, but she still felt this pressure to be someone that looked like they belonged with him.

“Why is this so hard?” she said aloud to herself, throwing another blazer dress on her bed. She was pulled out of her fit by a knock at her door, glancing at her clock to see it was only quarter to 7, work didn’t even start till 9:30. Veda had been much too anxious to sleep in this morning anyway, but no one usually dropped by her apartment this early. Veda scurried out of her room and made her way to her front door. “Who is it?” she called.

“It’s me” came a deep chuckle. Veda’s eyes grew wide realizing it was Terry, glancing around at her apartment. The living room and kitchen were presentable enough, but she hadn’t been expecting visitors.

“Whose me?” she quipped before opening the door to see Terry leaning on the door frame in one of his dark pinstriped Giorgio Armani suits there was another older man behind him. Terry smiled down at her.

“Am I that forgettable Veda?” he said jokingly, Veda blushed realizing she was still in her pajamas, short athletic shorts, and a tank top. “Good morning, I’m sorry if I woke you. I thought we could grab breakfast.” He said, eyeing her pajamas with a fond smile. Vada blushed a deeper shade of red when she remembered she wasn’t wearing a bra, and she could tell Terry definitely noticed. It was quite chilly in her apartment.

“I was already up, just trying to pick something to wear” she said shyly crossing her arms over her chest in an attempt to hide her hard nipples. Terry chuckled.

“You can wear that if you want. I won’t object” he said flirtatiously, Veda blushed again as she rolled her eyes motioning for him to step in. “You could always wear something out of one of these” he said motioning to the bags the man behind him was carrying. Veda instantly recognized them as the clothes Terry had tried to gift her months ago.

“Oh, Mr. Silver. I still can’t accept those” Veda said shyly fiddling with the watch on her wrist. Terry walked over to her with a reassuring smile on his face, reaching up to tuck a stray piece of hair behind her ear before letting it fall to her cheek. Veda stiffened for a moment as it still surprised her when he touched her, she relaxed when he drew soft circles with his thumb. Terry smiled before placing a kiss on her forehead, Veda let out a soft sigh of contentment at the gesture. Looking into his eyes when he pulled away.

“Veda, I’m afraid you have no choice but to accept them now. I told you I was going to treat you like I treat my girlfriends, and this is just one of the things I do to treat them. Besides, it’s too late to return them, they won’t fit me, and they’re not Margaret’s style.” Veda let out a soft giggle.

“Well, I guess if I don’t have a choice…” she said with mock uncertainty, knowing exactly what she wanted to wear now.

Terry Pov

Terry couldn’t help but smile while he watched Veda nearly skip towards the bags. She was practically vibrating with excitement; Terry couldn’t help but glance down and watch the way her boobs bounced with her. They were so perky, and her nipples were so visible right now. Terry bit his lip when he felt himself twitch against his thigh watching her disappear into her bedroom when she found what she wanted.

“So, what do you think Larry?” Terry said walking over to his driver. Larry stood by the doorway with an amused expression. Terry took a moment to glance around her apartment, everything was exceptionally clean, though her furniture was clearly second hand she had done quite a nice job decorating. Terry had noticed her moderate obsession with organizing recalling how she chewed out Zoe for her less than pristine desk space. Terry was sure he’d find her correcting his cleaning staff one day when he convinced her to move in and let him pamper her. He felt slightly guilty for letting her think he had any intention of actually accepting her transfer request. In that regard she was still naive, despite her better judgement she took him at his word. Although Terry felt much more confident in wooing her over now, his heart fluttered at how quickly she melted into his touch yesterday. Terry could kick himself for all the time he wasted punishing her for not returning his affections. She would’ve been his by now had he just realized she wanted the same things he did, devotion and security. That she was just as afraid as he was and needed the reassurance that he wasn’t just toying with her. In a strange way Terry saw himself in her. In her eyes the glimpse of a version of himself that he left behind a long time ago. A powerless version of himself he wanted so bad to destroy, but upon seeing it in Veda he wanted nothing more than to reclaim, nurture, cradle, and protect it in the most intimate ways.

“She’s breathtaking, sir. I can understand why you’re so smitten” Larry said, Terry felt a smile plaster across his face, grabbing one of the small bags and pulling out a tiny velvet box that contained one carat diamond flower earrings and a matching necklace.

“She’s perfect for me Larry. Deserves to wear things as beautiful as she is” Terry sighed. He felt like a kid on Christmas when Veda finally emerged from her bedroom wearing a bright pink thin strapped Oscar De La Renta mini dress with raised floral and lace detail on the hem and matching wedges. He had picked it primarily for the color, he thought she would like the innocent little doll she really is, all dressed up in the color of innocence. Terry enjoyed her regular outfits but found the neutral color scheme didn’t do her justice, her kind of beauty deserved to be noticed, it deserved to be worshipped. Terry had every intention of worshipping her forever. The teasing sweetheart neckline and snug fit brought out that innocent sex appeal he adored about her.

“Let’s see sweetheart” Terry breathed out making a motion for her to twirl for him, he wanted to sear this moment in his mind forever. Veda blushed slightly at the endearment but did what he asked, Terry could feel himself growing harder at the act of submission. He let his eyes trail down her perfect curvy figure with a dreamy sort of smile on his face, he was sure going to fantasize about taking this off her later. She had pulled her wavy hair up into a messy bun, lose waves framing her face in a way that made her look ethereal. “Gorgeous, like always. What do you think of these?” Terry asked his smile never leaving his face as he held up the velvet box. Loving the shy smile and blush that she gave him for the compliment. Veda peered at the jewelry with her big eyes.

“They’re beautiful Mr. Silver but I can’t walk around in this neighborhood wearing those or this outfit really” she said half joking, Terry knew the truth in the statement he’d seen way too many unsavory looking men eyeing the Rolls Royce when he pulled up. He felt a pang of jealousy and concern at the fact that they ogled her pure form daily while thinking about the most vile ways they could destroy her.

“You don’t have to walk anymore either Larry or I will be taking you to and from work, school, and anywhere else you wish to go. Honestly, I’d much rather you not live in a place like this at all, it’s not safe for anyone, but most especially you.” Terry said, Veda nodded.

“It was just the most financially responsible option for me at the time. You know how serious I am about my numbers Mr. Silver, if someone stole 900,000 dollars from my company, I would’ve had a heart attack. That being said I will gratefully accept a ride.” she said in a teasing tone, Terry chuckled remembering how floored she had been by his unconcerned attitude. Terry had made all that back in less than a month. He still gleefully intimidated Joe Owens with the threat of prison time and some tame violence. Joe was very quick to give every cent back.

“You know can call me Terry when we aren’t at the office. I’m sorry that I never offered you a ride before, I didn’t think you’d accept. I always made sure you got home safe though” Terry admitted, he avoided making eye contact as he pulled the necklace from the box. Feeling vulnerable was still such a new experience for him and he wasn’t sure how she would take his confession. “Would you like me to put it on?” he asked, glancing at her for a moment, she looked like she was trying to see into his soul and Terry felt his cheeks heat up with embarrassment. Some people might find such a thing creepy, but it was rather tame compared to the other things he thought of doing. She wasn’t ready for those thoughts.

“Yes” she said softly, Terry felt his hand tremble a bit as he unclasped the necklace. He made his way to her slowly, stopping in front of her a little closer than needed. He was hoping the close proximity would soothe his nerves, but his hands were still trembling when he reached around her neck. He felt a wave of frustration washing over him when the tremble made it difficult to reclasp the necklace.

Veda stood still picking up on the fact Terry had become nervous by her lack of response to him admitting he always watched out for her. His breathing picked up in the same ragged pace it had when she sat in his office yesterday. Only this time she didn’t fight the urge to comfort him. Terry didn’t notice her reach up as he was still focused on his growing frustration at putting on stupid necklace. Veda gently took a hold of his arm before dragging her hand up it in slow soothing motions. Terry’s eyes darted to her hand momentarily surprised by the gesture before looking at her. Veda smiled at him reassuringly before standing on her tip toes to place a soft kiss on his cheek. Terry closed his eyes leaning into the contact feeling his breathing slow, he felt Veda drag her hand up to his shoulder drawing comforting circles. Veda moved her head slightly replacing her lips with her cheek.

“Thank you, Terry,” she whispered, Terry felt that warm flutter in his chest at the amount of intimacy she was giving him right now; part of him didn’t want the moment to end. A pleased rumble vibrated in his chest, and he opened his eyes, finally able to clasp the necklace around her neck securely. Dragging his hands to the back of her shoulders to pull her into an embrace, Terry let out a sigh and another content rumble when he felt her snake her arms around him to return it. Her hands resumed drawing comforting patterns up and down his back. Terry felt an overwhelming wave of adoration overtake him at the gesture, bowing his head to pepper her shoulder and neck with light kisses. Veda let out a breathy sigh of contentment that came out sounding more like a moan. Terry felt a new wave of lust and pride wash over him at being able to draw such a pretty sound from her and felt compelled to do it again. Terry had to fight the lustful urge to take her right now in her living room when he felt her stiffen in his grasp. Veda felt her cheeks burn with embarrassment at the sound she let out. Terry withdrew his face from her neck and she looked up at him sheepishly. Terry smiled at her softly, still drawing soft patterns on her back and shoulders.

“Sorry” Veda said shyly, her cheek was sitting softly on his chest still as she angled her head to look up at him.

“That’s okay” he said reassuringly, bringing one of his hands to caress her cheek. “Thank you for the hug” he said just above a whisper, Veda gave him one of her shy smiles in return. The pair stood silently in the other’s arms for a long moment, Terry enjoyed the feeling of being wrapped up in her small arms. While he stared into her big brown eyes and she stared back into his, something about it just felt perfect.

They were pulled out of their trance by Larry clearing his throat, both of them seemingly forgetting he was there. Terry slowly let his arms fall to his side begrudgingly taking a step away from her. Veda gave him a shy smile; her cheeks were still a very cute shade of red as she started putting the matching earrings in.

“Sorry, sir, your reservation” Larry said, feeling guilty for disrupting such a touching display. He had turned away to awkwardly stare out the window as soon as Terry pulled her in for a hug, feeling like he was intruding on a very private moment.

“No need to apologize Larry, are you ready?” Terry asked, Veda nodded her head still smiling as they all shuffled out of her apartment.

Vada’s Pov

The ride to the restaurant was rather quiet, Larry glanced back in the rearview every once in a while, amused. Vada and Terry were each sitting looking out opposite windows a distance between them as they each sat and thought about what had just happened. Larry would see them glance at the other longingly for a moment and then look away when the other turned to look at them. If their gazes happened to meet, they would smile shyly with rosy cheeks before looking away. Larry had to keep himself from giggling, wondering why they didn’t just hold hands or kiss because it was very obvious, they both wanted to.

Veda wasn’t sure what to do with herself still slightly embarrassed from the very obvious moan she let out having felt a very sudden wave of arousal upon him kissing her neck. She had thought she could brush off the last one she felt in his office that day, as it wasn’t like she hadn’t thought he was attractive before it happened. She had thought of him in a sexual way a few times before. She vowed to never admit that he had in fact sparked her sexual awakening, any thoughts she had about guys she dated prior were innocent. She never fantasized about letting any of them taking her virginity nor had she felt the urge to touch herself after thinking or dreaming of them either. Veda had chalked up to nothing but sexual attraction, that she felt nothing for him beyond that.

It made her wonder how she had been so sure they hated each other yesterday morning when it was very clear that couldn’t be farther from the truth. Zoe knew it, Margaret knew it, Rob knew it, Professor Ryan knew it, even Larry, who had only met her a half hour ago, knew it. Why hadn’t she seen it? She began to ponder the idea that she did know how he felt at least a little bit. Maybe she never read any of the notes he sent so she had plausible deniability. Because if she convinced herself there was nothing there, that he felt nothing for her, that if it was just sex then she wouldn’t have to fall for him. She couldn’t deny it now, Terry Silver did in fact feel something for her and it wasn’t just lust. She felt it in the way he held her, she felt it in the kisses he peppered on her neck and shoulder, and she felt it in the ones he placed on her forehead. When he pulled away to look at her and his beautiful blue eyes were filled with so much adoration. She heard it in the way he thanked her for the hug. The moment was so beautiful it left her wondering if she felt that same level of adoration for him. It made her want to feel that way about him.

When they left her apartment, her mind was reeling, reanalyzing every ‘argument’ they ever had. Now she sat quietly in the car unsure where to go from here, she saw the flash of pain in his eyes when she sat by the window. Veda hadn’t really thought about it when she did it, she had only wanted to watch things pass by the window. Terry had evidently interpreted it as her wanting to put distance between them after such an intimate moment, a moment neither of them felt equipped to talk about right now. Vada pondered holding his hand, but he had one placed under his chin as he looked out the window in deep thought, and the other draped over his lap hidden from view.

She glanced at Larry for a moment to see him looking at her through the rearview mirror, a knowing look in his eyes. She could tell he was grinning by the crease marks around his eyes. Veda couldn’t help the smile that spread across her face as she rolled her eyes, knowing exactly what he was thinking. Larry made a motion with his head towards Terry and wiggled his eyebrows. Veda stuck her tongue out at him teasingly, Larry let out a soft chuckle despite himself before making the motion towards Terry again. Veda rolled her eyes again letting out a soft sigh before looking towards Terry. Who was still sitting in the same position.

“So, where are we going to eat?” Veda asked breaking the silence, Terry perked up slightly turning his head to look at her with an unreadable expression.

“It’s a rooftop place, they serve brunch and Italian fare. Unless you’d like to go somewhere else” He replied almost sheepishly.

Veda couldn’t help the smile that broke out on her face. One of the main things she was missing since she moved was her mother’s traditional Italian cooking and family dinners. Both of them being busy working and Daniel spending most of his free time with Mr. Miyagi had left the tradition neglected. Veda had mentioned it to Zoe months ago, Terry hadn’t been far away, but she didn’t think he’d care enough to listen let alone remember such a trivial conversation. Veda let out an excited squeal before launching herself at Terry and wrapping her arms around his neck. She could feel him laughing as he snaked a strong arm around her waist. Veda blushed despite herself; she had flung herself into his arms without even thinking about it.

“I take it you don’t want to go somewhere else then” Terry said teasingly into her ear, Veda pulled back slightly to look at him, her cheeks still very pink.

“Nope, you can’t promise Italian food and expect me to back track. I take food very seriously” she said coyly, Terry let out another chuckle.

“Oh, I know, you look liked you were going to rip my head off anytime I cut into your lunch hour.” He said teasingly, Veda giggled.

“I might if you keep trying to come between me and my food.” She replied jokingly, right as the car came to a stop. Larry got out and came around to open the door.

“Well, I best get out of your way then. Can’t turn up to the office with a bratty LaRusso on my arm can I” Terry said, letting go of her waist to get out of the car. He turned around and offered her his hand which Veda eagerly accepted. She rolled her eyes at him playfully as she stepped out of the car and let him guide her towards an extravagant hotel. Veda had never really been in a fancy hotel before, and she took her time looking at everything as they walked towards the elevators. Everything was decked out in gilded gold, crystal chandeliers, and giant heavenly murals like you would see in the Vatican.

“Do you like it?” Terry asked, pushing the elevator button. Veda smiled and nodded her head.

“Yes, it’s beautiful” she said as the elevator doors opened. They rode up to the top floor in a comfortable silence. The restaurant was quite different than the lobby, the walls were white and covered in greenery, iron chandeliers, circular booths, and tables covered in soft green fabric. If it weren’t for the LA skyline Veda would’ve thought, they were actually in Italy the overall feel of the restaurant was incredibly romantic. Veda couldn’t help the blush that spread on her cheeks as they stopped in front of the hostess stand. Veda let her eyes wander around, the restaurant was rather full.

“Hello Mr. Silver” the hostess said catching Veda’s attention. There was an obvious flirtatious tone to her voice, Veda looked over to see her staring at Terry with rosy cheeks and dreamy eyes. Veda leered at her suddenly feeling a slight wave of jealousy wash over her, finding herself tightening her grip on Terry’s hand. She saw a smile tug on Terry’s face as he gave her hand a gentle squeeze of reassurance in return.

“Yes, I have a reservation for two” he said plainly, the hostess was too focused on Terry to notice he hadn’t walked in alone. Veda watched as she continued to bat her lashes at him, Terry didn’t seem phased by her lusting over him at all. Veda assumed that this hostess in particular flirted with him all the time. He stared back at her with his signature stoney.

“Will they be meeting you here Mr. Silver? I can send him over to you when he arrives” she asked in the same flirty tone; Veda couldn’t help how hard she rolled her eyes.

“Oh, I’m already here. Been here the whole time actually” Veda said with a sickly-sweet tone giving the hostess a big smile as she stepped closer to Terry almost possessively. Veda could see the amused look on Terry’s face out of the corner of her eye. The hostess eyed Veda up slowly with a bitter look on her face.

“Sorry Miss didn’t see you there” the hostess replied dryly, giving her a fake smile in return. “Follow me” she said begrudgingly leading them through the restaurant. Veda felt a lot of unwanted eyes on her as they passed tables, mostly very old men. Who for some reason had the nerve to send her suggestive winks when their wives were sitting right next to them. Veda did her best to ignore them but felt herself stiffen up with discomfort, when they lingered next to a table filled with cooperate men in suits. They didn’t even try to hide the fact they were talking about her as they stared at her hungrily. Veda clung tightly to Terry’s arm trying to hide her face, when one of the men tried to beckon her over to sit on his lap. Terry looked down at her with concern.

“Aw, she’s shy. It’s okay babydoll, we just want to talk to you.” One laughed. Terry let go of her hand guiding her to walk in front of him as he snaked his arms around her waist protectively. She couldn’t see the intense glare Terry maintained with the man at the table as he placed kisses on her shoulder.

“They won’t hurt you. I’ll never let anyone hurt you.” He cooed in her ear; Veda could hear an eerie tone of finality in his voice. It was almost scary; she got the sense that the men at the table should be very afraid. She felt like maybe she should be too. Despite this feeling Veda felt her body relax in his arms and Terry took a moment to place a long kiss on her cheek.

The hostess led them to a more private circle booth facing the window. Veda was grateful to have only Terry’s eyes on her for the next hour or two as she slid into her seat at one end of the booth. Terry sat on the opposite end, something about him being at the other end felt wrong but Veda made no move to correct it. She was too distracted by the hostess practically throwing her menu at her. Veda gave her a menacing stare, the hostess shifted under her gaze uncomfortably.

“I’m sorry” she said meekly, Veda was surprised she folded that quickly under her gaze looking to Terry to see him also glaring at the hostess his eyes flashing a warning. “Please enjoy” the hostess squeaked scurrying away. Veda had to stifle a laugh.

“Did I see a little green-eyed monster on your shoulder when we were at the hostess stand Veda?” Terry asked in a teasing tone cocking his eyebrow at her. Veda blushed under his gaze.

“Nope” she said shyly avoiding eye contact as she looked down at the menu.

“Are you sure because you looked really jealous to me” Terry said in the same teasing tone. Veda sighed peering at him over the menu.

“Why would I be jealous Terry?” she asked coyly, nibbling on her lower lip slightly. She saw Terry’s eyes linger on them for a moment.

“For the same reason I was” he said huskily, Veda watched him move to the middle of the booth smoothly never breaking eye contact with her. Veda blushed when she felt that warm feeling bubbling deep in her stomach again.

“Why were you jealous Terry?” Veda asked still nibbling on her lip, Terry smirked patting the spot next to him. Veda felt her stomach clench and her cheeks tint an even darker shade of pink as she made her way to the middle of the booth. Her knee ghosting his ever so slightly, as she stared up at him with big eyes. Terry leaned down to whisper in her ear.

“Because I don’t like they way they make eyes at you” he whispered “I should be the only one ogling you” Veda felt his lips brush past her ear, her clit silently begging for the same treatment. “I should be the only one asking you to sit on their lap” Terry leaned away to look at her. Veda didn’t miss the suggestive tone of the last sentence and felt her clit throb eagerly. Veda looked at him shyly wrapping her arm around his neck. Terry smiled at her with bright eager eyes snaking his arms around her waist as he pulled her onto his lap.

“I didn’t like her flirting with you” Veda admitted sheepishly before returning her gaze to the menu. Hoping that this wave of arousal would pass quickly.

Terry’s Pov

Terry couldn’t contain his excitement when Veda let him pull her onto his lap. He placed her on his left thigh, not wanting her to feel how hard he was against his right thigh. At least not yet. Terry very much planned on seeing how far she was willing to let him go today, hoping to get her to moan for him again at the very least. Their secluded table had him pondering the idea of finally getting one of her perfect tits in his mouth or finger her under the table, though that maybe aiming too high. Oh, but Terry could dream and his mind was reeling with endless ways to make her feel so good.

“I didn’t like her flirting with you” she admitted sheepishly peering down at the menu. Terry smirked, he knew she was jealous, her head whipped around like an owl when she heard the flirtatious tone. Terry found it rather amusing especially because the hostess was nothing compared to Veda. Terry never gave her a second glance any of the other times he ate here, she was annoyingly desperate and pretty average in the looks department. But seeing how quickly Veda turned on her for even entertaining coming on to him told him everything he needed to know. She was just as possessive as he was. Though she displayed hers in a more innocent, enchanting manner with snarky comebacks, sarcasm, and adorable attempts at intimidating glares. They didn’t pack a punch coming from a wide-eyed beauty. Terry didn’t think she’d ever resort to violence, she was too pure for that, and Terry liked her more submissive nature. It fit well with his assertive nature, if she had known the things, he very much intended on doing to that table of suits she’d be horrified. They deserved much worse than he was going to give them. For the way they looked at her with hungry eyes, made vulgar jokes about taking turns and teaming up, freely expressing their desire to defile Terry’s angelic little Veda in the foulest ways possible. Had Veda not been there clinging to his arm terrified; Terry would’ve obliterated all of them all right there and then.

“I could tell, you were squeezing my hand so hard I thought it might fall off. You know I’ve only got eyes for you though baby girl” Terry said teasingly, moving one of his hands to draw circles on her leg. Terry didn’t miss the ways she clamped her legs tightly together at the contact, he could see her cheeks tinting a darker shade of pink and felt her breathing pick up. Terry felt another smirk tug on his lips, catching on to the fact his sweet little angel was getting aroused, and he hadn’t even really touched her yet.

“Just for me, huh” she meant it to come out jokingly as she gazed at him with her big doe eyes. Terry picked up on what she really meant though, she was looking for reassurance in such a subtle way. Terry let his eyes soften as he brought his hand up to stroke her cheek, Veda leaned into his hand slightly. Her eyes were still big and calculating, searching his blue ones for a tell. Terry sighed leaning his forehead against hers, tightening the arm that was still placed on her waist.

“I’m all yours Veda. You’re all I see, you’re all I think about, you’re all I want.” Terry whispered, looking deep into her eyes hoping she could see how sincere he was being. She already had him, and Terry had a feeling she always would. Even if she decided she wanted to leave, even if she tried to move across the country, even if she, God forbid, left this planet she would always have him. Terry felt her arm tighten around his neck slightly, her eyes scanning his face for a long moment.

“Okay” she whispered still blushing, Terry smiled staring into her eyes for a long moment trying to decide if this would be an okay moment to kiss her. Veda stared back at him still nibbling on her lip.

“Do you think I could, I mean would it be okay if I kissed you for real this time?” Terry asked trying to keep the hopeful tone out of his voice because part of him still didn’t want to force himself on her if she wasn’t ready for it. Veda looked at him, shyly nodding her head.

“Yeah” she said softly, Terry felt her tense up slightly as he cupped one side of her face with one hand letting his finger draw soothing circles on her cheek. His other hand kneading circles on the curve of her waist, waiting until she relaxed again before swooping in. Terry placed a soft peck on her lips lingering for a second before leaning back to gauge her reaction. Veda’s eyes fluttered open a shy smile gracing her mouth. Terry smiled wondering if she would be okay with another one.

“Would you” before Terry could finish his sentence Veda swooped in capturing his mouth in second kiss. Terry moaned into her mouth, kissing her back hungrily. Terry let his tongue sweep by her lower lip hoping she’d accept, she let out an unsure whimper against his mouth. Terry let his hands move up and down her sides gently trying to reassure her without breaking the kiss. Veda let out a content sigh opening her mouth for him hesitantly, Terry let out a pleased rumble letting his tongue dance with hers as he pressed his chest against hers. Pulling away to let her catch her breath, busying his mouth with her soft neck, stopping to nibble on a sensitive spot. Veda let out a gasp of surprise that turned into a sultry moan, she moved her hand to grip his hair in an attempt to keep him there. Terry smiled satisfied with the moan she let out and the love bite appearing where his teeth had just been. Terry pulled back to look at her, Veda’s eyes fluttered open her face was flushed, and she was breathing heavily her big brown eyes filled with lust. Terry bit his lip wanting to savor the pretty picture she made for him.

"Maybe we should order now" Veda said breathlessly turning in his lap to look at the menu again. Terry chuckled lowering his head down on one of her shoulders.

"But I already know what I want to eat Veda, and it isn't on the menu." Terry whispered seductively in her ear watching as her face flushed a sinful shade of red.

"Terry!" she exclaimed in surprise looking at him with shy innocent eyes. Terry couldn't help the giddy smile that spread across his face at her saying his name in such a way.

"Oh, my sweet little Veda" he whispered placing soothing little kisses on her shoulder.

#terry silver #thomas ian griffith #enemies to lovers #terry silver x oc #eventual smut

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kzlove · 1 year ago

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spider donut

syn -> you and eren go on a hunt for a spider donut.

warnings : nickname use (mama, babe, girl), mikasa has a little brother, spider man jokes, mikasa and eren have a sibling relationship, n-word use (once i think ion know), definitely not proofread

eren x black!reader

note : bruh i lowkey forgot abt this acc 🌚

[6:03am] my girl : oh hi eren 🙂

[6:05am] boyfie : ohmygod [6:05am] boyfie : whatchu want now girl [6:05am] boyfie : it's six in the fuckin morning

[6:06am] my girl : damn so ask me how i slept then.

[6:06am] boyfie : mmcht. [6:07am] boyfie : how you slept mama?

[6:09am] my girl : stfu

[6:10am] boyfie : bruh. 😐 [6:10am] boyfie : WHATCHU WANT.

[6:10am] my girl : you still got ur keys took?

[6:11am] boyfie : ok so.. [6:11am] boyfie : you wanna get blocked 🤨 [6:12am] boyfie : could've said that frm the get go babe

[6:13am] my girl : aii bruh chilll 🫠 [6:15am] my girl : i want a spider donut

[6:16am] boyfie : huh

[6:18am] my girl : you text too much 😒 [6:18am] my girl : ft me, i miss your face

[6:19am] boyfie : you texted me first 😒

eren facetimes you, staring into the camera with low, tired eyes.

"why are you up so early on a weekend?" eren grumbles into the mic, holding the phone in his left hand.

you smile, showing your face in the camera as you rest your back against the headboard.

he recognizes it, but can't exactly tell where he recognizes it from.

"i'm at mikasa's house. she went to go get nan from his sleepover." you inform, turning her led lights on.

nan was her little brother, but his real name was kenji.

he got his nickname from eren, due to the young boy's love for bananas and the first minions movie.

"at six in the morning? who ends a sleep over at this time?" he questions, sitting up in his bed a bit confused.

"it's his first sleepover, e. he had a nightmare and wanted to go home." you complained, rolling your eyes.

eren says nothing in response, just laying back in his bed with a quiet 'mmh' coming from his lips.

you stare back at him, giving him a stink face.

"what do you want girl? i wanna go back to sleep." eren questions, mumbling into his sheets.

"a spider donut baby. you know the one i sent you like a night ago?" you question, tilting your head.

eren scoffs, picking up his phone and getting ready to hang up on you.

"please hang up on me so i can find another nigga." you beg, glaring at the phone and sitting up with the quickness.

eren groans loudly, before dropping his phone right back on the bed in annoyance.

you giggle, leaning back against the headboard with a proud look on your face.

"gimme two hours mama. then m'all yours okay?" eren questions, picking up his phone with a frown.

you nod, smiling big at his words. "okay. love you." you speak into the mic, biting your freshly done nail.

eren mumbles a quiet 'love you too' before hanging up.

he doesn't know what he's getting himself into.

you were generous enough to give him four more hours of sleep, before calling him again.

this time, he was actually climbing out of his bed and making his way to the bathroom.

"i hope you're not ready yet." eren said, picking up his tooth brush and propping his phone up.

you shake your head no, showing him your black top and hello kitty pajama pants.

but you had already brushed your teeth, showered, and did your hair.

all you had to do was put your clothes on, and you were ready to go after that.

unlike eren, who had to do everything under the sun.

you hadn't mind though. it gave you more time to look for your outfit and pair your shoes with it.

when eren finished brushing his teeth, he climbed into the shower.

"what are you gonna wear?" you questioned, laying your outfit on mikasa's vanity chair.

eren pauses for a minute, before humming. "probably something calm. my essentials hoodie and my forces maybe." eren shrugged.

you glance at your outfit while nodding.

"nice. love it." you reply shortly after, stripping out of your clothes and beginning to lotion your skin.

it doesn't take too long for eren to get out the shower, walking into his room and setting his phone on his dresser.

he starts to dig through his closet, a confused and annoyed look on his face.

"what's wrong baby?" you question, pulling up your jeans and socks.

eren pokes his head out of the closet to look at you.

"do you have my essentials hoodie? you were last to wear it" he questions, bringing his fully body out of the closet.

you shake your head, giving him a confused frown. "you were the one that took it off me, e." you reminded.

eren huffed in frustration, before picking up his dark green sweatshirt and tossing over his head while grumbling.

you don't pay him any mind, tossing your hoodie over your head and walking downstairs.

"you leaving already?" mikasa asks you, raising her eyebrow in confusion.

she was laying on the couch watching bojack horseman, a bowl of fruits sitting in front of her.

she must've cut them up while you were in the shower.

you shake your head, having a seat next to her and looking at the tv.

"eren's coming to get me in a bit. i'll be right back though." you tell her, grabbing a throw pillow and tucking it under your chin.

she nods, popping a grape in her mouth and offering you one.

you take one gratefully, mimicking her actions and popping it in her mouth.

5 minutes go past, before mikasa opens her mouth again.

"you got a dick appointment? you smell really good and you used my cocoa butter." mikasa questioned, smirking.

you laughed, before shaking your head.

"nah, i wish. we're going to look for something." you say, using your camera to make sure your edges are laid.

mikasa hums, sliding you the rest of her fruit bowl and stretching while pointing to her keys.

she didn't want to fall asleep and have you locked out, even though her parents gave eren the spare key.

you eat it, chewing on the piece of strawberry in the bowl.

"i'm outside." eren says from your phone, leaning back into his seat with a quiet yawn.

you nod, standing up out of your seat and giving mikasa a small hug before grabbing her keys.

you make your way over to eren's car after locking the front door, climbing into the front with a smile.

eren stared at your outfit the entire time, and even shifted his whole body when you took a seat.

"what?" you finally asked, kissing your teeth. but you knew why he was staring so hard

"how the fuck you got my hoodie? and i asked if you seen it." eren scoffed, reversing out of the driveway.

you hold your tongue, reapplying your lip gloss and making sure you looked good.

eren doesn't say anything else about the topic, just driving to the nearest dunkin donuts.

he let you have the aux, so of course your favorite song was blasting from the speakers.

you got all the videos out of the short car ride you could, posting only one on his instagram story.

the music turns off when you get to dunkin donuts, eren climbing out the car and opening the door for you.

he does the same to the dunkin donuts door, waiting for you to walk in.

you smile, walking in and immediately going to the showcase of donuts.

your smile disappears when you don't see what you're looking for.

eren notices, and turns to the cashier. "do you guys have anymore spider donuts?" he questions, showing him the picture.

he must've looked it up on his way, because you didn't send him any spider picture.

the cashier looks, before shaking his head.

"nah, sorry. can i get you anything else?" the cashier asks, shifting his eyes back to eren.

eren notices you walking out of the place, grumbling to yourself.

he rolls his eyes in response, looking up at the menu. "yeah let me get a strawberry dragon fruit refresher and.."

you sat on the hood of the car, waiting for eren to come out of the dunkin donuts place.

you looked before you made sure eren knew where he was going, and they literally said they were available.

how the fuck do you promote wrong?

eren walks out, holding a little bag and two drinks in his hand.

one refresher, and one frozen drink.

"who the fuck is that for?" you questioned, making a face at him.

"you girl. who else?" he questions back, handing you the cold drink with a scoff.

you smile, wrapping your freshly done nails around it.

you recognized it as the limited munchkin drink, the one you were talking about to him a couple nights ago.

"there's another one a couple miles away. lets check there." you beam, taking a sip of your drink.

eren chuckles and nods, opening the door for you to get in.

you plug the location into the gps and eren began driving.

"shit better be worth it." eren joked, watching the road as you took pictures of him and the drink.

you've gone to five dunkin donuts in your area, before trying another one.

both your drinks were completely done, and eren was ready to climb back into his bed.

"you need this today mama?" eren asked, pulling into yet another dunkin donuts with a frown.

you nod, squeezing his thigh. "plus i really think nan will be happier after his embarrassment." you explain, climbing out the car.

the two of you walk into the dunkin donuts located in walmart, before you gasped loudly.

"baby look they have it!" you say excitedly, shaking eren's arm while walking up to the cash register.

eren chuckles, squeezing your hand. it looked pretty normal to him, but he knew your excitement was different from his.

he adores you because of it.

"hi. can we get three spider donuts?" eren orders, rubbing the small of your back.

the sweet woman grabs a box, getting ready to pack the donuts into it for the two of you.

"actually can we get six spider donuts, and two chocolate, strawberry, and vanilla please." you correct, leaning into eren.

she nods, grabbing the half dozen box and packing the donuts neatly into it.

you grab your phone, getting ready to scan your card on it.

but before you could scan it, eren swipes his own card with a cheeky grin.

he doesn't let you speak, grabbing the box and walking out of the store without you.

"you two are a cute couple." the woman smiles, waving you off.

you nod, shooting her a small thanks before chasing after eren.

you meet him at the car, holding the box and waiting for you with your side already open.

"you didn't have to pay." you complained, getting into your side while looking up at him.

he leans down and presses a soft kiss to your lips, muttering 'i know' against them.

you have so much love for this man.

you make it back to mikasa's house after a bit of a drive and the many pictures you took of the box of donuts.

eren opens the door for you when you make it to the house, and closes the door after too.

"honey i'm home!" eren calls out jokingly, hearing nan immediately run down the stars.

eren places the donuts on the counter and nan launches himself into his arms.

they had a strong relationship, you could tell. probably because mikasa always had eren around.

nan had grown to see eren like his older brother.

"and you're here too!" nan giggles, looking at you upside down in eren's hold.

you give him a short hug once he's let down, before turning to mikasa who was knocked out on the couch.

the tv read 'are you still watching bojack horseman' on the tv.

she must've fallen asleep after you left.

"who are the donuts for?" nan asked, sitting at the table in front of them with a grin.

"us, nan. open them." you suggested, pointing to the box and sitting in front of him.

eren walks over to mikasa, lifting her up and shaking her awake.

she immediately lets out loud complaints of 'put me down!" and "i'm sleeping eren!" as he swings her around.

nan opens the box and gasps, seeing the spider donuts almost immediately.

"yay! spider donuts! thank you!" nan cheered, clapping his hands and wiggling in his seat at the sight of the donuts.

you make sure to put two aside for mikasa's parents, not wanting to leave them out of it.

you grab three more and sit on the couch with napkins, handing one to mikasa and eren.

eren pulls your thighs over his lap and kisses your cheek, before taking a bite out of his donut.

"thank you eren." you say, resting your head on his shoulder.

eren nods and rubs your back, a smile on his face.

these feelings he got and your reaction were definitely the reason he did things like this.

-bonus-

after finishing your donut, the three of you were comfortably watching bojack horseman on the couch.

you had switched out your clothes for your pajamas and brought a blanket for you an eren to share.

about three episodes in, nan dashed in front of the tv wearing a spider man suit, doing the spider man pose.

"bro you're not spider man." mikasa complained, already pinching the bridge of her nose.

"yes i am! new york needs me!" nan yelled, stomping his feet and pretending to shoot webs at her.

you laughed, moving out the way so eren could record him.

"you're not miles morales! the spider didn't even bite you!" mikasa laughed, throwing her hands up.

nan paused, before giving his sister a snarky remark.

one you surely weren't ready to hear.

"girl it's 2023. ipads and computers and scientists are very smart." nan complained, roling his eyes.

eren busted into laughter.

your outfit || eren's outfit

#aot fanfiction #attack on titan #shingeki no kyojin #aot fluff #eren aot #connie springer #eren jeager #eren yeager #eren x black fem!reader #eren x reader #mikasa ackerman

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nasty-osc-confessions · 3 days ago

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HC Anon here! Man I'm on a roll today, two confessions in one day it's sickening /pos (What’s funny is that my full name would be Headcanon Anon so it’s just Headcanonanon HAHAHA) Anyways someone requested Trophy? YOU’RE GETTING IT GIRLYPOP! **GRABS TROPHY BY HIS WAIST** - He is very boastful talking about how he tops and gets bitches (You sure about that trophy? You sure it isn’t cock that you wanted?🤨). Only for his personality to go 180 if he ends up being submissive in bed - Idk why but he is surprisingly packing, everyone thought he has a small dick cuz the rest of that size went to his man tits instead and it’s funny. - Trophy denies that he has a humiliation kink, especially if he is surrounded with multiple men, you know I kept seeing him being shipped with Tissues and Cheesy. What if those two spit roast him and overflow him with cum? :3 - He is always the one getting fucked in swinger parties/ orgys whenever OJ hosts one for all men at the hotel. He will go on hours and hours handling dick until he is mind fucked and beg for one more round until he is used up (DON’T WORRY OJ AND TEST TUBE ALWAYS HOLDS A MEDICAL CHECKUP BEFORE HOSTING THOSE PARTIES TO MAKE SURE NOBODY HAS STDS LOL) - If rewarded for being a good boy or for edging, he CAN top partner! But that’s gonna feed his ego for weeks so please humble him after he regained his stamina 😭 - He is also a jack of all trades like baseball except he is a bottom so he loves the extreme bdsm stuff and the vanilla stuff (the vanilla gets him very flustered and would always look away, unless you hold him by his chin and tell him to look at you in a certain tone, he will obey) - I swear he tries to act or pass as a cishet man but if you try to shove a popsicle in his mouth he has a personality change, he is a denier until you drag him to bed, then you see his true colors. - He is definitely the type to take photos during sex and keep it to himself for jerkoff material (I swear another anon mentioned that idea a few posts ago and I agree). He lied that it’s for art related reasons and starts rambling on how sex is a work of art (which is technically true) and won’t stop yapping to justify why he likes taking photos during sex HAHAHAHA He is mostly driven by lust when it comes to these sessions, but if someone fucks him out of love he is in denial at first until you commit to actually court him and take him to dates without sexual motive. He is secretly a baby girl tbh but he does promise to do something in return by giving gifts and give you an album where you and him are together so yeah (omg it ended up being romantic HAHAHAHAH that’s one way to end an nsfw headcanon) Who should I do next? I’m considering Lightbulb or Nickel <3 (Anyone can answer)

Always a pleasure, HC. My vote goes for Lightbulb

#cw nsft #confession #\ii #\ii\trophy #\ii\tissues #\ii\cheesy #\ii\oj #\ii\testtube #\ii\baseball

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robertphilip · 8 months ago

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do either of them get jealous??

ough,,, how did you know I think about this all the time ?

so, I don't think that either of them are that jealous because, well, soulmates and True Love and all that buuuuut

Giselle was raised by animals, okay, she's allowed to be a little territorial, it just comes with dating a feral woman, okay !!! and Robert, he's an attractive man, women are going to inevitably hit on him, and Giselle is just simply not going to like that. like, why are you looking at her man's arms? those are her arms to admire, not yours 😠

Giselle isn't rude, though, she never, like, tells anyone off, but if she sees a woman being flirty from a distance, she'll definitely come up, and start hanging all over Robert, which leaves him confused because, "Giselle, I'm talking to someone-" "Yes, I know, keep talking *places her hand on his ass* 😇"

I actually came up with two scenarios, one I've written, and one that's just in my head. The one I wrote was them at a bookstore, and Giselle noticed this woman kept touching Robert's shoulder/arm, and laughing, which bugged her. After they walk away, she makes Robert roll his sleeves down, and he's like, "it's hot??" and rolls them back up, which bugs her more, and she finally expresses being jealous (and also feeling guilty about it because that woman wasn't doing anything wrong) and Robert thinks it's hysterical.

In fact, ykw, here's a tiny snippet from that wip, for you 🫡

“Jealously isn’t bad, Giselle. You’re allowed to be upset she… touched my arm.” He laughed again, and wrapped his arms around her, pulling her into a hug. “I’m sorry, I really am trying not to laugh.” “I do not believe you.” She grumbled, pressing her face against his neck. “I think you are taking far too much pleasure in this, actually. Another reason I did not want to tell you.” “No, no. I’m— There’s nothing funny about it.” He cleared his throat again, a grin still on his face. “In fact, I think your solution, hiding my arms, was a very smart move. I’m sure my exposed wrists are what really got her interested.” “Oh, hush.”

The other scenario, which I haven't written, was about a woman in his office. Sam tells Giselle, "She flirts with him every day." and she's like, "Oh, really?" later that night, she and Robert have some Fun™️ and he comes to work the next day covered in hickies, and Sam says, "ah... I see she's marked her territory." and Robert grumbles out a, "shut up."

now, Robert, I don't think he gets jealous at all, and I think he actually finds it hilarious when men try to flirt with Giselle because she just. Does Not get it. He'll see a man basically pressed up against her, invading her personal space like crazy, and Giselle will just be like "🙂😁😄🙂" and then later, when he points it out, she laughs and says, "he was just being nice !! he was telling me about (x) !!!! he was not flirting !!!" and Robert tells her, "he gave you his phone number, and said he'd love to have dinner some time. which I hope you said no, btw" and she - "I did not say no, but I did ask if I could bring you along, and then he told me nevermind, and I- Oh.. Wait ☝🏻🤨" and Robert can't help but smile, and say, "I really love you, you know that?"

Real world flirting just does not compute with her. Nancy told her that Robert's magic trick could count as being flirty, and now that's what Giselle thinks of. So, unless a man is doing magic tricks for her, she's not going to catch on right away.

But anywho, yeah, overall neither of them are that jealous, but Giselle is certainly the more jealous one of the duo, and prone to, well, marking her territory~

#thank youuuuu 🤭🤭🤭#robselle #enchanted #hc #lumiereandcogsworth #ask #also going to tag this as #my fic #because there's a teeny snippet in here #idk if I'll ever post any of my fics directly on tumblr but hey . new tag just in case

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melodyminji · 2 years ago

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“Looks” A Huh Yunjin FF

Warnings: Cursing

Song to listen to while reading: Looks by Steve Lacy.

It was another Friday night spent with your best friend Ryujin. “Im so bored!” You exclaimed. Catching the attention of Ryujin. You jumped up from your bed excited, “Bro, lets go on Omegle!” You said, already getting your laptop. Ryujin looked at you like you were crazy. “Now why would I wanna see old man dick? If I wanted to see it so badly I would go on po-” Ryujin was caught off by the loud thunder, making the lights flicker. The room turned silent. Too silent. “WE’RE ALL GONNA FUCKING DIE!” You said jokingly, hoping to break the silence. You received a giggle from Ryujin. You motioned to Ryujin to sit by you on the bed.

5 minute time skip 😋

You and ryujin grew bored by the second. “Doing nothing was better than this.” You said, rolling your eyes. “Hey” you heard a pretty voice, which immediately caught you and Ryujin’s attention. “Hi!” You said, grinning and waving at the sight of the pretty girl.

Yunjin’s POV

I smiled a sigh of relief, finally something better than old man dick. I gave the 2 girls a quick and short, “Hey.” But when they started talking I couldn’t hear them. Crap. I pointed at my ears, holding up a X hand signal shortly after, hoping they would understand. The girls both gave me a “🤨” face. I wrote down on the chat box that I couldn’t hear them. My dumbass should’ve thought of that earlier. However, as we were trying to communicate, a pretty girl caught my attention, she looked shy, I mean the only thing she ever did to me was a wave while the other girl gave more of a effort to talk to me. Of course I couldn’t hear anything they were saying but it’s the thought that counts. Right?I asked what there name’s were, they said “Ryujin and Y/N” What a pretty name, I thought to myself, I told them my name was Jennifer, just to keep it safe.

Your POV

I’m not usually a shy person but, this “Jennifer” girl is so pretty! Her smile is enough to save a orphanage, and that’s powerful! Right? I NEED to talk to her. I took the laptop from Ryujin and just as I was about to talk, the laptop turned off. “Shit!” I said out loud. The rain became heavier as the electricity turned off. Ryujin started laughing. “What’s so funny?” I said, crossing my arms. “Why are you so pressed over someone you didn’t even talk to?” Ryujin said still laughing. I didn’t know myself. “She’s so pretty! She could be my wife!” I said. “What do you mean, Y/N?” Ryujin said with a more serious tone.

Looks ain’t enough…

I’ll make a part 2, this is ass bro like straight ass 😭 but idc, I just want to get the post out.

#kpop #huh yunjin #kpop ff #yunjin #le sserafim fanfic #yunjin fluff #yunjin imagines #kpop imagines

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ace-the-fox · 2 years ago

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Fave male character: *exists*

Okay but can I make him cry 🤨

Day 3: Music

"Oh, Andrew please! Please, please! I'd love to hear you–"

"No. I'm not doing it."

Frank huffed, a bit like a small child being refused a treat. "But whyyy!" he whined.

Andrew sighed, fingers just gently gliding over the ivory keys of the school music room's piano just in front of him. Careful not to press down on any too heavily. As though that would just cross the threshold that he was desperately trying not to cross right then.

"I just... I haven't played in years," Andrew excused. "It probably won't be very good."

"Still, you played! That's cool!" Frank very quickly brightened up again. "I'd really like to hear it. I promise I won't judge!"

Andrew fought back the urge to roll his eyes. Unbeknownst to the blonde, Frank judging was the least of Andrew's worries. The reason he hadn't played in years was the most of them.

All of a sudden he was six years old again, not fully understanding why his father was scolding him for doing something he loved so much.

Still, Frank's eyes on him had become somewhat endearing. Encouraging. That and he realised it would simply be easiest to accept defeat. "Fine," he sighed, grimacing at what he was about to subject himself to. Not playing the piano had been easier. Not reminding himself of everything he'd had to give up for one milligram of praise had been easier.

He stared at whatever sheet music had been left over from some other kid's lesson. Moonlight Sonata. At least it was something he'd remembered doing himself. He took a deep breath and straightened his back.

Other than a few clumsy parts of losing his footing after so much time, Andrew lost himself in the piece. Remembering how good it felt. What a relief it was from the strict work he faced in his everyday life.

Frank noticed the change himself. The way that Andrew visibly began to relax. Eyes half lidded, dark lashes almost resting on the beds of his cheek bones. The faintest strands of hair that had come loose from their styled position through Andrew's daily duties. The shine in his eyes that Frank had never seen before.

He'd always thought Andrew was pretty, but he always just thought everyone thought Andrew was pretty. But this gave him new kinds of butterflies he wasn't sure he could just pin down to objective attraction, and that gave him very mixed feelings.

It was all over much too soon and much too late for the two of them. Andrew sat there, unsure of what to do with himself now. He wasn't sure if he could just go back to being strict and work-focused again. Well, he knew he could, he'd done it before, but it was as if he'd forgotten how.

"Wow! Now, why'd you give a talent like that up. I'm sure if you got back into it again you could... Oh no! Andrew, uh– Don't cry!"

Andrew, who hadn't realised he was tearing up for whatever goddamned reason (there were probably multiple reasons, actually), immediately flushed and tried to wipe himself dry. "Ah, shit... I mean, my apologies. Don't really know why. It's just... God, this is embarrassing."

But Frank, sweet, everloving Frank, simply shook his head. "Andrew, it's not." He cupped Andrew's cheek with his soft hand – wether it was platonic or romantic didn't matter in that very moment. "Cry if you want, man..."

Andrew, who'd grown up on a healthy diet of crying in locked guest bathrooms that no-one would ever suspect if ever at all, broke instantly. Even then, he thought it stupid. Crying over an instrument he hadn't played in years because some pretty blonde idiot found out he used to play it and wanted a demonstration. But Frank just let him sob into his palm without a word.

That afternoon, Andrew explained how the piano quitting wasn't exactly a conscious choice but rather another form of his father's control over him. And, as much as Andrew protested that it was stupid and didn't matter, Frank got him signed up for aftershool, private music room sessions. At the same time as the new archery club, so Andrew would have a decent excuse to give his father.

Andrew hadn't fully known it at the time, but that was one of the kindest things Frank had ever done for him.

#lwarpw23 #lwa #little witch Academia #andrew hanbridge #frank lwa #frandrew #I'm sorry for this one folks #(I'm not)#this one's not entirely shippy and can be more platonic #but i like it so fuck it

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berryunho · 10 months ago

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Not you and Bee updating your fics the same day when just yesterday I was going through both fics again because I missed them dearly. You people are gonna kill me, the adrenaline that shot through me hit so hard when I saw The Answer and Wonderwall had updated that I almost spooked myself and fell from my bed.

Anyways HELLO! Good to see you again <3

Hope you're having a good 2024 so far.

Here we go on another one of my unnecessarily long ass comments about the fic, sure hope I haven't overstayed my welcome with them just yet lmao (let me know if I do end up overdoing it at some point please, I will gladly tone it down if it becomes a problem).

FIRST OF ALL: I THINK I'M GOING INSANE.

Maybe its the hj brainrot that I've been stuck on for the last few months, maybe it's the fact that the ateez hyperfixation is hitting harder than usual since the comeback but him throwing a tantrum yelling "you will not take her from me"? Butterflies. Got me giggling and kicking my feet. I was rolling around on my bed as I read that.

Maybe it's the absence making the heart grow fonder and all that.

That being said, my misplaced fondness for this clown did die down once he hit us with the whole "she should be begging me for her life", if the cult thing wasn't enough of an ick I guess that did the job. Like, sir you had me for a sec there with the possessiveness (*tucks my hair like debbie ryan*) why did you have to remind me of your actual personality?

But yeah, catch me slowly being dragged down against my will to join the TheAnswer!HJ simps, though I guess that's what's gonna happen to mc soon enough too, I really am along for the ride with her. Me and mc peering down the edge into the abyss where they lay, the abyss stares right back at us. Damn. People are right, we are not immune to cult propaganda. Tragic.

I really wanted to point out that this chapter had me extra paranoid than the last one tbh, you mentioned in the notes that this was shorter and that you felt like it was lackluster, but I seriously didn't feel it at all because of how on edge I was at times, not as much as let's say during her escape attempt in the corn field sure, but I was still wary and uneasy while reading. I know we had the whole circus with the Guardian thing last time, but san being so urgent in his claims that they have to leave and us getting to hear about how pissed off hj got because of mc's "unsatisfying" reaction to his little scheme? I am dead serious when I tell you I was bracing for the absolute worst, got me shaking in my little tinfoil hat.

The part about the machine harvesting the field? With mc saying she wouldn't want to be caught in it? (ALSO I SEE THAT SHORT YEOSANG MOMENT, I SEE YOU LEAVING A TRAIL OF BREAD CRUMBS FOR HIM 👁👁 <- EYES THAT SEE)

My 2 braincells immediately went "oh em gee, foreshadowing?", like I am certain to my core that someone's gonna fucking die to that or be horrifically injured, its just a matter of: whom? 🤨 I'm gonna save my guess as to who it could be in case that does happen, but I will come back here to yell on another ask about it if that comes up in the future.

Then the scene with hj and hwa talking to mc about her questions, and she hits them with the "oh what can I do if I'm alone?" and hwa is desperately trying to get her to stfu (me too man, me too) while hj smiles at her. You know, like a cryptic weirdo.

Now, I am more than willing to say that what came to mind for me in that moment was probably due to my very *rational* fear of TheAnswer!HJ, but ignore the fact that I am losing myself to his mind games and hear me out for a bit: I kid you not, for a second, I legit thought that he may suggest to or even outright attempt to like "mark" mc with the Sign.

In what way? I don't fucking know but there are many options and he is twisted enough to think of that, we all know it and the sirens were blaring in my head about that when he said the Sign would protect her as long as she had it in her, like "mc girl, I dread to say this but I feel like we should trust mr lapdog on this one, I fear you may be poking the modern day moses a bit too much and we all know he is having a diva moment today", because for hwa to be so concerned over it while hj reacts somewhat positively? Yeah, something wicked this way comes. And on that note, it seemed to me that hwa wasn't just trying to get her to steer from upsetting hj, he seems like he was trying to keep the peace between them in more ways than just that (more on that in a separate ask cause I feel like this is getting too long and its probably a pain for people to scroll past it LMAO I'M SO SORRY).

You clarified for me last time that mc will find out eventually about what happened to her bff (thank you by the way <33) and given how much it was brought up this chapter, I do think he is gonna wait out a while to use the haseul card (haseul girl you will always be remembered as the ride or die friend that you were, more on the die side but it's not your fault girlie, we love you), because while he is clearly prone to emotional outbursts, he is also smart as hell and just as cruel, we are yet to see him mess up big time just out of losing his cool (or maybe the consequences just haven't quite caught up to him just yet but I'd argue he is still ahead in that case), so I imagine that the threat of doing it is very much real but he will play it right for his own advantage.

The man is a diva but he is a cunning one, he more so seems to bring it up because he knows that the idea of devastating mc in that way is a threat in and of itself to everyone else that is also vying for her attention, which is 100/10 writing, author you are amazing (if the way that the fic is eating away at my brain wasn't clear indication of that).

I am also once again proud of our mc for *once again* poking holes in his little bible lore, yes bestie you are correct, wtf does it mean for a Guardian to kidnap someone? A question that I personally had when I read his explanation is: if the Guardians can kidnap people across dimensions then why tf can't the cult members or him, the big powerful prophet himself, also do something like that? Wouldn't that be way more helpful than sending uber eats across dimensions to the Others through sacrifices?? He says they need mc to do that but the Guardians have no issue going "yoink :3" over to our dimension to spirit away his followers and at the same time he also wants us to believe that the same Guardians are afraid of him? Sir. Pick a side, you can't have it both ways. Either they are clearly stronger than you and that's why we are all struggling with mc being a non believer or you are the op big shot of this religion whom everyone grovels under, make it make sense ! !

(Also this isn't me trying to point plot holes in your story pls lol I don't think his religion's lack of consistency is a reflection of your writing ever, in fact I think it's really cool cause it adds to the mystery of it all along with making us question him even more, I just have a lot of fun dissecting the snippets of it we do get out of spite for him lmao).

I have some more things I wanted to add but I'll throw them into another ask cause, again, I feel like this is already gonna be annoying to scroll past lmao, so sorry for anyone seeing this, apologies everyone.

But these were my general takes on the chapter, I really enjoyed it as always so thanks for another update Lauren <333 wish you well!!

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LKSJLFKJASDF OMG HI!!!! <33333

First of all let me just say that you will never annoy me w these comments like this is seriously my dream feedback i could cry honestly im so touched that you care so much to type all of this out and that you clearly spend so much time thinking about the answer and really appreciating it and like. YEAH ILY SM DO NOT WORRY !!!!!

Fun fact about bee and me updating at the same time . we didnt plan it this time . it was in fact random . but there was a time in like… i wanna say december 2022 when bee was writing claire de lune and her and caly and i all conspired to update on the same day and im pretty sure we did and i cant even imagine what it wouldve been like to be a claire de lune/mists of celeste/the answer reader on that day LMFAO

ANYWAYS INTO THE MEAT AAAAAAAAAAA pls these reactions to hj are so real like sometimes ill write something a little bit too … cute ? and then ive gotta reel it back real quick we gotta remember who we’re talking about we gotta stay strong even if he is hot and obsessed

TY for saying you felt that the chapter was still interesting hehe i guess i felt like people would be expecting a lot from this chapter and i knew it wasnt going to be What Was Expected or like that it wasnt going to go right into the escape attempt like i think some people probably thought SO im glad that the chapter was still … paranoia inducing LMFAO

No fun fact idk if this is like obvious or not but my grandparents are/were corn farmers so like. Obvs i have spent a lot of time on a corn field. Planting harvesting running around etc. and i was always so freaked out by combine machines theyre literally fucking ENORMOUS like easily 15 feet tall but the good news is they go like. 10mph. But i still wouldnt want to find myself in the path of one AHAHAH !!!!!! ANYWAYS !!!!!!!!!!!!!

eheheheeh yeah the whole scene w the unholy trinity really …. Ooooooo was it fun to write hehe yes the whole situation w haseul is really a big opportunity for hj to keep manipulating mc and something for him to hold over her head and i hope the dramatic irony is coming through w the fact that we obvs know she’s dead but mc has no idea bc i lovvveeeeeee that tension in a story like just waiting and waiting and waiting for mc to find out … ehehe and i like how you point out that hj hasnt really messed up big time or lost his cool bc youre … right … but he’s almost almost getting there and i just love him being unhinged and ………… yeah ill be quiet now heh

UBER EATS SACRIFICES ACROSS DIMENSIONS SENT MEEEEEE LAKDJFL;ASKJDFL;KJA;DFKJ youre so real for these questions and like yes this is exactly the type of thing i want you to be thinking … hehehe keep yourself in mc’s shoes yk … i def get that you’re not trying to point out plot holes hehe dw dw thank you for your compliments hehe

I WILL ANSWER YOUR SECOND ASK NEXT !!! TYSM AGAIN I LOVE YOU MWAH MWAH MWAH i hope you are WELL !!! <3333

#👁👁 anon #answered #the answer spoilers #feedback

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