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milaisreading · 1 year

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Keychains

Sorry, this one is kind of rushed and I won't be posting anything new till tomorrow... I had a long weekend 😅 hope u all are doing well and stay safe🫶🏻🩷

Warnings ⚠️: none in particular. Reader uses she/her. Requests are open

⚽️Blue Lock belongs to:Muneyuki Kaneshiro and Yusuke Nomura⚽️

"More merch?!" (Y/n) yelled as Anri laughed along, showing the girl different figurines, stickers and keychains of the players. The plushie launch was a pretty big success and money grab for the JFU, so they decided to continue this line of work.

"Wait so we have here Isagi, Gagamaru, Bachira, Baro, Nagi... that's all?" (Y/n) raised her eyebrow, expecting the whole team to have these kinds of trinkets. Anri shook her head and pointed at another box.

"Over there is the rest, I just didn't have the time to unpack it. In that box are the trinkets from Chigiri, Reo, Karasu, you-"

"Me?! Why me again?!" (Y/n) asked, annoyed that the JFU was using her face for stuff like this again.

"Because your plushie was a big success, they want to recreat it. Besides, this money goes into thr Blue Lock project too."

"I really want to know who the people were who bought it." (Y/n) grumbled as Anri laughed a little and shook her head.

"That's not important. Anyways, feel free to take one of the keychains if you want, these are just samples anyways." Anri said as she walked out of the room to get sometime. (Y/n) looked at the door in a horrified manner and looked down at the table.

"Why would I get merch from my friends? It's so weird..." She muttered to herself and inspected the items more.

"Hmmmm...." She blinked and kept on staring at a certain item.

"That's kind of...cute...." (Y/n) muttered as she picked up the keychain with Gagamaru's face on it.

"Well... Teieri-san did say I can take whatever I want." She said to herself, her frown turning into a small smile as she connected the keychain to her set of keys.

"Nagi! Get up, you are lying on my phone!" Bachira yelled as he tried to pull the albino up, but to no avail. The taller groaned and shook his head, too tired from the training.

"No, you can survive one night without it."

"Now I know you of all people didn't just say that." Yukimiya and Niko sweat dropped at the scene.

"Can you do something, Reo? Nagi listens to you after all." Niko asked the said boy, who just shrugged his shoulders.

"I am really not his mom, what do you want me to say?" Reo rolled his eyes, annoyed with Baro as he nagged him and Chigiri to put their socks in the right place.

"Gagamaru! Look what we found!!" Karasu and Otoya yelled as they barged into the room, interrupting the boy's conversation with Aryu.

"What is it?" The boy raised an eyebrow as Karasu sent him a teasing smile.

"What did you two come up with now?" Isagi sighed.

"Please, whatever it is don't. I am done with Ego-san yelling at us." Kunigami groaned.

"We found our dear friend's keychain! Mr. Goalkeeper has new merch now." Otoya snickered as Gagamaru took the keychain out of Karasu's hand. Chigiri walked over to his teammate and inspected it, finding the item quite adorable.

"Huh? Nobody told me about this." Gagamaru muttered as he stared down at his face, finding the whole thing embarrassing.

"It kind of looks stupid. My face wasn't made for these things... I look stupid." Gagamaru pouted, feeling a little insecure about the shape of his face.

"Please Gagamaru, you have a good looking face. You should have heard what the fangirls were saying during our match against U-20." Isagi butted in, earning nods from Rin and Bachira.

"A-ah? They were talking about me?" Gagamaru asked, his face slowly heating up.

"Yeah, I heard one of them say they liked your eyes." Rin added in.

"You should see the comments under some of the posts you are in." Bachira laughed out.

"Pretty feral at times." Baro's comment surprised Gagamaru.

"Really?! I really don't expect anyone to notice me." Gagamaru said shyly, earning a few pats from Yukimiya and Aryu.

"Heads up, Gagamaru! You are a good looking dude!"

"Yeah!"

"T-thanks guys." Gagamaru stuttered out.

'I wonder if (Y/n) feels like that. It would mean the world if she did.' The goalkeeper thought shyly, smiling to himself as the door opened with (Y/n) and Anri walking inside with some boxes.

"(Y/n)!" Bachira yelled as he went in for a hug.

"Bachira, she is carrying stuff. Let her be." Baro grumbled as he and Nagi separated the two.

"Enough, we don't have time for you two fighting. First, we have here some new merch that will be launched tomorrow. It's mostly keychains, stickers and smaller figurines." Anri explained, catching the attention of the group as they looked at the boxes.

"Keychains? And why are you looking like a kicked puppy, (Y/n)?" Reo asked in worry as the girl kept on pouting.

"Ahh... it's kind of embarrassing... promise you won't laugh." (Y/n) asked as the group nodded their heads.

'She is so cute!'

'An embarrassed (Y/n) is always the most adorable one!'

The boys sighed as (Y/n) continued.

"Well... I kind of picked Gagamaru's keychain for myself and lost it somewhere. I have been looking for it the whole time and can't seem to find it." The girl admitted as the said boy's eyes widened in surprise.

'M-mine?! She picked mine?!' Gagamaru thought in disbelief, ignoring the icy glares he received from the group.

"Ha? Why Gagamaru's?"

"Yeah! Ours would look good too... although in my unbiased opinion, my face looks better." Karasu said, earning a kick from Kurona.

"You are so full of yourself. But you can have mine instead, (Y/n)!" Hiori offered. (Y/n) was about to answer when Gagamaru suddenly spoke up,holding the keychain up.

"I...I have it. It was in the hallway." The red-faced Gagamaru said. (Y/n)'s eyes lit up and she ran to the boy's side.

"Can I please have it?! You can have mine instead!"

(Y/n) asked nervously, showing him the keychain version of herself.

'Why him?!'

'I want what he is having!'

'Wait, there is a (Y/n) version too?!' Nagi thought as he opened the site of Blue Lock, Reo and Kurona observing from either side.

'So adorable!'

'I'll take them all!'

"But why my keychain?" Gagamaru asked in genuine confusion.

"I... I fond it cute. They really did a great job with depicting your face." (Y/n) admitted, making the others even angrier.

"Oh... thanks..." Gagamaru said as he took her keychain and she took his.

Once satisfied with the exchange, (Y/n) and Anri said their goodbyes. The team was left saddened and miserable at the attention Gagamaru got. The said boy on cloud 9 as he grabbed onto the keychain.

"Hey! We can pre-order (Y/n)'s merch!" Reo exclaimed.

"What?! Let me see!" Bachira exclaimed and took his phone.

'I'll take like 10 of these.' Reo thought as Nagi kept telling him that they are sharing.

'Soo cute~' Hiori swooned.

While the group was happy with the news, they were still mad at all the attention Gagamaru got, but as long as there is new merch of (Y/n), it was fine.

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saltylandland · 1 month

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‘Who hasn’t jerked off while their family was fighting downstairs?’

I.E I loved Lisa Frankenstein and while I don’t want to see cole sprouse in a porno (cuz I really don’t lol) this scene would’ve slapped so this post and this poll is what decided this fic. Sorry if this is unreadable I mostly wrote it sleep deprived

Warnings: y’all heard of David being the hidden romantic, but are you prepared for somewhat romantic! Marko? (More like virgin, obsessed with the reader) Vibrator, somewhat voyeuristic? Also Marko can turn into a bat instead of a revamped corpse for the purposes of our story

Also go watch Lisa Frankenstein y’all it’s so good

As you walk through the door you feel your soul escaping you, floating around dizzyingly. Surely it’s finding its way to hell before your body follows it, not that you particularly believed in hell anyway.

Greeting you in the front foyer is your father and step sister, with varied states of worry. Lovingly contrasted by your numbness. You bring her into a hug, comforting her over her missing mother. With a sharp sting you feel the bat in your pocket bite you through your clothes.

With a hiss you jump out of the embrace “ow you little shit” rubbing near the spot where he’d bitten you mutter quietly. Your sister looks at you through her tears, “what?” You subconsciously hit your pocket as nerves rack through you. “I said you must be going through it, hah ha”

Your sister nods with a rueful smile “yeah, I think we’re going to make a police report, would you like to join us?” Your back straightens as you inch up the stairs away from her “oh, you know, I choose to believe that she will be here first thing in the morning, making a police report makes it feel real, ya know?” With a watery smile she pulls you back in for a hug before you bolt, blissfully unaware of her mother’s two killers in front of her. “Yeah, she’ll be home tomorrow, then we can all laugh together about the missing person report”

“Yeah, truely” and with that you leap up the stairs to your room.

Even with the distance between them you could still hear your father’s and panicked step sister talking. Slowly you close your door before leaving it open a crack as Marko jumps out of your pocket, swiftly changing into his human form as soon as he could. Buzzing about, he digs through your closet for pyjamas and you two get ready for bed. It feels oddly… domestic.

Marko gets to bed first, patting the space beside him as you slowly crawl into your place. You heave a tired sigh as the day sets in on you, as you watch Marko grab the ‘massager’, offering to ‘massage’ you for your troubles.

Looking at his eager face you wouldn’t have been able to even conceive the look of utter bloodthirst he had on as he ‘got rid of the evidence’. But looking at his expression now, you don’t feel anything you probably should feel isn’t present. You didn’t want to go to the psyche ward your ‘intuitive’ step mother wanted to send you too, and looking at the person who made that go away…

He’s still fiddling with the vibrator, waiting till you let him massage you. Reaching for it, you stiltedly lean over. “You know… it’s not a massager actually… actually it’s used for…” gesturing wildly a bit, you gently push the wand down to your upper thigh. You see his back straighten as he hesitates for a second on what to do.

Trailing it up your thigh your body does a full body shiver as you giggle from nerves. There were countless times you’ve used the vibratior yourself, but there’s something about the alien feeling of the wand exploring your body in someone else’s hand. Up and over your stomach gently it goes all the way to your neck and back. Just like how he’s done before with his normal massages. This time, his lips trail over the same areas, ghosting over your skin carefully. Devotedly.

Marko watches your reactions with rapid attention, as the wand starts to dip back down to the lower half of your body. It started agonisingly slow, but as your breath hitches, he picks up the pace with an eager grin. He’s so close to your pussy you hold yourself back from grabbing at his hand to pull him closer, until you suddenly hear from beyond the loud thrumming of your wand. Your step sister crying louder as she talks on the phone and- oh fuck

Marko presses the wand right on your mound, so close to your clit, yet still a bit clumsy. But with the prep beforehand to make you all hot and bothered, it feels heavenly. Shaking you go grab his hand to push it away but he holds steady, your voice pitching uncontrollably higher that you worry your family below can hear you. Marko shows no remorse nor any signs of stopping, not that you’d want him too.

Moving the wand around to find the best reaction you can give and once he finds your clit you give him quite a show. Half leaning on his chest your back arches as you moan. One hand on the pillows below you and the other taken captive by Marko’s other hand. Which he holds up to his mouth to kiss. A sweet gentlemanly action as he rubs the sex toy directly over your clit.

You still listen disconnectedly to your family downstairs as they talk on the phone, but that worry only heightens your high. With a final desperate gasp you cum in your pyjamas. The lights in the house flicker from the voltage your vibrator requires.

Basking in the afterglow of your orgasm, you listen to the sounds downstairs, your family have since finished the police report and dispersed to who knows where.

Fiddling with your clothes while you were distracted, Marko pressed the wand onto your bare skin. Looking at him quickly, you start to melt into his embrace once again.

#the lost boys #the lost boys 1987 #tlb 1987 #tlb marko #tlb #marko x reader #marko the lost boys #the lost boys smut #the lost boys fic #tlb imagine #tlb marko x reader #lisa frankenstein

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gayerthanevertbh · 2 years

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mommy’s little girl

pairings: older!natasha romanoff x innocent!reader

warnings: huge age gap, masturbation, slightly dark!natasha, dirty talking (heavily implied), mommy kink, and praise. 18+ MINORS DNI

notes: mommy natasha who’s also a big bear and i just want to post my fantasies lol enjoy x

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“Sweetheart, please turn off your computer. You have school tomorrow.”

I sighed, putting away my book as I turned off my computer with a small smile on my face; showing that I wasn’t ready to go to bed. I recently turned eighteen this month, and I hoped that I’d have a bit of my freedom but that was no longer the case when it comes to my parents. I live in a conservative, religious, and highly respected home. Having a boyfriend or a girlfriend would never be a faith of mine; most certainly having the life that I truly want that isn’t even that stupid. Just a bit of my freedom would be appreciated.

“Mom?”

“What’s wrong, baby?”

I hesitated, but I knew it must be said. I took a deep breath and whispered, “When will I ever leave the house? Like… explore?”

She sighed through her nose and I could immediately tell that she was not having this mere conversation. Every week, I’d ask her about this. And she would ignore or find another topic to talk about so that we would forget about it. But there was no escaping this time; surely, she cannot escape this conversation.

“When you’re ready, Y/n.”

I only nodded and felt her lip kissing the crown of my head and turned off the lights in my room; I felt my own heart grow heavy and lay comfortably on the mattress where I think about another reality. Where I’m happy. When will I ever be satisfied? When will I get to have a life of my own?

Then, I grabbed my phone under my bed and began to download this app that my friend told me, it’s where you chat with strangers. Like Omegle. But she said that this app was different, you get to call and meet them – which is a little strange, but I don’t mind. It was hard to make a profile picture since I don’t take photos of myself; so I chose a photo of me that was almost a year ago and used it instead. I gave it a few minutes and saw an account trying to add me, making my heart beat a little.

At least from an online world, someone could appreciate me.

I clicked on their profile and I almost squirmed underneath the blanket. This woman was a beautiful-looking redhead. She had her hair short, her lips matching the shirt that she was wearing. Pink; is a great color. I smiled when I read her bio, it says: I felt a Funeral, in my Brain, And Mourners to and fro Kept treading – treading – till it seemed That Sense was breaking through – which I understood immediately. It’s a poem by Emily Dickinson, making my heart swell with joy. Finally, someone like me. Someone that I could relate to.

I decided to add them back and waited for their text; I rested my phone against my chest.

I felt my phone buzzing, I immediately threw myself up.

Natasha: Hi! :)

At this point, I didn’t know how to respond. I could do two things; ghost her, or don’t ghost her and face the person who is texting you right now. I chewed on my lower lip, watching the clock tick at its new number whether I should respond to her or not. I know I should, it would be rude enough not to say a simple hello. I began typing quickly and sent my message.

You: Hiiii! I’m surprised you texted me.

Natasha: I saw you here and I immediately had to add you. You’re really pretty, so so pretty.

You: you’re making me blush. thank you, fellow kind ma’am. :)

Natasha: how old are you? You seem extremely young.

I put my phone down and thought intensely if I should give her my age. If she knew I recently turned eighteen, she might block me and never speak to me again. And if she doesn’t talk to me again, that means I can’t have a friend. But being honest is also a good trait when it comes to these things; I have to tell her or else I’ll just keep pushing her away.

I sighed, sending the message of my age.

You: I’m eighteen. I hope you don’t mind.

Natasha: no, not at all! You’re so cute.

You: you’re giving me too many compliments, I can’t take it :(

Natasha: well, if we are going to be friends, you might expect me to tell you these things. Where are you from?

You: Queens!

Natasha: Really?! I’m from Queens too! Well, I just moved here recently. Business stuff.

You: how old are you then?

She’s probably twice as old as me, which makes me a little sad. If she was my age and I was allowed to have a girlfriend; she would be the perfect fit. Even though I only met this person not even an hour ago. It took her a while to respond, but she did and it made my heart drop.

Natasha: 38. Are you okay with that?

You: you’re the same age as my parents.

Natasha: I’m sorry, cutie. If you want, we could stop talking. I understand if you don’t want to talk to me anymore :( but I’ll be very sad…

I don’t want to break her heart, I thought with a sigh through my nose. She must be so kind.

She’s probably the kindest person I’ve ever had a conversation with; I decided to keep going, which made me create a smile on my face like a stupid little girl.

You: I want us to keep talking, don’t go!

Natasha: Okay. We will keep talking then. :)

You: why are you in this app?

Natasha: Because I’m going through a really tough time and I wanted some company… hehehe.

Usually, whenever my friends would talk about guys online, they immediately want to have sex. They tell me it’s a turn-off, especially when the conversation is smooth and delicate until shit has been replaced. I haven’t experienced it myself, and I most likely wouldn’t want to experience it. So I decided to type my thoughts, getting a reply from her before a minute.

You: is sex your catch?

Natasha: you made me laugh, on a fond matter. No, sweet girl, that’s not my catch. I just want to make some friends, can’t I do that? :(

You: of course, you can! I was a little scared that you would want sex with me.

Natasha: sweetheart, I wouldn’t. We haven’t built a relationship, hahaha. Isn’t it late for you? Pretty little girls like you need their sleep. :D

You: you’re a flirt, aren’t you?

Natasha: It’s in me, I can’t help it. Plus, you’re not a minor. You won’t report me to the police, right?

You: what would be the reason for that?

Natasha: I don’t know, it seems like you would. :( Wouldn’t that be juicy?

You: I think I’ll go to bed :)

Natasha: lol. Okay, sweetheart. Get some rest, let’s keep talking tomorrow, okay? Goodnight. :)

You: Night!!

I brought my phone back under my bed and closed my eyes, as I think about the night that I made a friend. It’s a swelling feeling, a good swelling feeling. She was beautiful – too ethereal – and was the sweetest person I’ve talked to, even though she’s a big flirt. Though, that didn’t seem to mind me at all. If I would let her stay by flirting with me like that, then I wouldn’t care. I’d let her flirt all day long until I was bored.

I slept humbly like a babe.

Natasha and I began to have a strong bond a few weeks later, which caused a ruckus in the house since I’ve been on my phone too much. My mother, who’s too strict in everything, demands to have my phone and I would simply give her by not worrying (Natasha taught me how to hide our chats, which I’m grateful for) and she would give it to me back with a defeated face – knowing that I’ve won the fight. I would tell Natasha that her plan had worked and she would give me a response that sounded too flirty but also supportive at the same time.

And there was this gnawing feeling inside of me that wanted to roar out. Sometimes, when I’m in bed, I can’t help but think about her lips on mine. Would we be a great couple? Does she see me as her daughter? She’s older than me, she’s smarter than me, and I feel so young and innocent having someone to talk to someone so… mature. I know deep inside of me that she probably is a good kisser and would touch me delicately; but I also want to experience that and not with my dreams.

I was having a small conversation with her while doing my homework, laughing and giggling whenever she would imitate Mickey Mouse from my favorite TV show in the world.

“Natty, you sound exactly like him.”

“I try,” she laughs faintly, hearing herself flop on her bed. “Too bad I can’t see your face. I would be thrilled and blushing if I did.”

“Yeah,” I sighed, knowing that we wouldn’t able to have a video call. “This app is stupid anyway, I wish I could text you properly.”

“When you have your own life, then you will. For now, this is what we have to work with, m’kay?”

“M’kay.”

“God, you sound so cute. I wish I could kiss your cute face.”

My face flushed, and I immediately stopped writing down in my notebook as I repeated the words she had said in my head. A woman like her wants to kiss me. It felt surreal; different. Yet, it’s a great feeling that I cannot describe whatsoever. I gulped and responded quietly under my breath, “What does that mean, Nat?”

“Would you be angry if I asked you to call me your Mommy?”

“H-Huh?” my breath hitched; I could hear her groaning from the speaker of my phone, and I had to ball my hand into a fist so that I don’t let out a suppressing moan that my mom could hear behind my door. “Nat, what are you talking about?”

“I think about you all the time,” she whimpers with a deep voice. “You’re my sweet little girl, my pure innocent girl. That fuckin’ turns me on so much, you make me so wet.”

“T-Tasha…”

“You want me to keep talking, baby? Yeah? Fuck, I’m touching myself right now. Mmph, call me Mommy. Please, baby, call me Mommy.”

“My parents could hear me if I say that,” I whispered close to the speaker, closing my eyes as I imagined her hands underneath her panties. She must be so insatiable, which I find attractive. I took a breath and whispered close, moaning: “Mommy.”

She groans as I can hear squelching sounds from the background. “Fuck! O-Oh god, you make me so horny. You don’t know what I can do to you, little girl. I can fucking lick you like I’m hungry for you, I can fuck you so hard that you might beg for help. Oh, I’d love to hear you beg, fuck baby fuck.”

“Are you–”

“I think you’ll love my cock much more, don’t you think? Please, baby, let me see you soon. I want to lick you, I want to kiss you so much. I love you, I love your little body. God–I know you’d be so little, and your pretty pussy must be so tight.”

“Keep talking to me, Mommy,” I whispered with a whining moan as I slipped my fingers into my underwear to touch my clitoris, shutting my eyes tight; not having an idea what to do next. “M-Mommy, I’m touching myself…”

“S-Shit, you have no idea what you’re doing, huh?”

“Mhm,” I continued to rub my clit, biting my lower lip to keep quiet. “I can’t be loud, they could hear me.”

“Imagine me going to your room as your parents are downstairs, thinking about their daughter being so innocent. I’ll take your virginity, I’ll keep you quiet. Do you think about me kissing your lips? Baby, talk to me. I need to hear you.” Natasha thrusts her fingers into her rapidly, as she thinks about the naughtiest imaginations about fucking me in her head. The things I could do for her.

“I-I can’t be loud,” I rest my forehead against my desk and continued to rub my clit in circular motions, counting how many times I should do it in my head. I heard her groaning from my speaker and heard something, but I couldn’t figure it out. “Mommy, I feel so icky…”

“Mommy wants to help you out so bad,” she whines as she creates a rapid pace into her cunt. “I love you, my little girl. Keep it down for me, sweetheart… I’m going to cum soon. I wish I could cum in your mouth.”

“My mouth?–Oh god–”

“I wish I could fuck you in the ass, I wish I could taste you. Mommy’s cumming baby… yeah, I’m–Oh SHIT!” she lets out a strangled moan and arches her back, whimpering and whining out my name multiple times as she has the orgasm that she wished would last forever; it felt too good for her, especially when she thought of her strap-on inside of my little pussy, as she says.

I pulled my hand out and wiped it on a paper towel near me, I waited for her to calm down before hearing her say: “We have to meet, okay baby girl? I really want to see your face.”

“I want to see your face too, Tasha bear.”

She chuckles deeply as I hear a ruffling sound that was coming from her sheets, I was guessing that she was changing or getting herself comfortable; the sound lasted for a minute. When silence hit us both, I realized that I was about to fall in love with an older woman. And I wished that she felt the same way; otherwise, it would be embarrassing enough to have feelings for someone else who wouldn’t give them back to you.

But she has said I love you to me multiple times; she must love me then, right?

“I’m your bear, alright.”

“You’ll always be my bear.” I responded shyly, tucking a strand of my hair in my ear. I hear another chuckle again that churns my stomach; she really has that effect on me that I don’t understand.

“I want us to meet at the Avengers Cafe, can we? Please?”

“But what if my parents find out?”

“They won’t,” she reassures desperately. “I love you, I want to see you. I promise I’m not a pervert.”

It took me a while to respond, and I could tell that she was losing hope. I knew immensely that Natasha wasn't a pervert nor a threat; it was more of how will I survive when my parents know about her? Especially when I live in such a conservative home, it's really damn hard. But I knew, deep inside, that it was worth it. Meeting the possible love of my life would be the greatest challenge I'll ever do.

I decided to give in and nodded, smiling through the phone.

“Yeah,” I said quietly. “Let’s meet then.”

“Good,” she sighs happily and closes her eyes; her hand still in her panties. “Tomorrow sounds good?”

“Yeah, it does.”

“Goodnight, my dearest.”

i’m serious. should i post part two where natasha fucks reader in her innocent bedroom? ooooo

#natasha romanoff x reader #natasha romanoff x you #natasha romanoff fanfic #natasha romanoff smut #black widow x reader #black widow x you #a's oneshots!

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candywife333 · 6 months

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Wife Is Life

PART 3 of Fish-wife or No wife

Summary: Did Jungkook have a wife? The rumor mill had been churning for years, divided on this one topic. He was a successful worldwide pop star who was always seen with a different lady on his arm, as he flitted from country to country enjoying his prolific career. The reason for the lingering suspicion was a cryptic social media post showing a picture of 2 kids who shared the same exact eyes and smile as him. So in fact, if he truly did have a wife, who was she? And why had the public never seen her? Perhaps she didn't wish to be seen.

Description : famous pop-star/idol jungkook x chubby y/n , might be two-shot or trilogy

Disclaimer: The character of Jungkook shown in this fanfic does not accurately represent Jungkook's true personality or actions. Please treat this story as fiction.

Sorry for the little to no proofreading, have a lot more works lined up to post

Will have more drabbles of this couple lined up though this is the last official part.

It was 7 PM when I was startled awake by loud snoring. Damn, the man snored like a hibernating bear. I can't believe I let him touch my body. I should not have done that. Mentally reprimanding myself for poor decision making (though I truly did have little decision in the matter), I pried myself from his hold and went to take a quick shower. After a refreshing shower consisting of washing out all the cum he had pumped into me, I walked to the kitchen to see Mrs. Jeon reading a book on the couch.

"Hello auntie, how is your book so far?", I timidly asked. She smiled real wide as she saw me, pulling my hand to sit next to her, "Going well dear. Have been wanting to read it for ages but never got around to it till now". I nodded with a small smile on my face. "Auntie, I will be going out to briefly check up on the house in this neighborhood. It is just a quick 5 minute walk. Can you just take care of the kids in case they get up in between"?

Mrs. Jeon quirked her eyebrow slightly up, quietly whispering," Do you not trust them with Jungkook?" I smiled at her in a perfunctory manner, feeling a little soulless, "I honestly am not sure. He seems to only be interested in them for the time being. I don't think I can count on him to be a true father since he has not shown up for either of them consistently. I will be getting everything ready to shift into the linden house tomorrow morning". I sighed, feeling weary all of a sudden staring into Mrs. Jeon's eyes with resignation and acceptance, "I knew this marriage was a farce from the very beginning, so I never expected anything from him. I just hoped that he would visit the kids regularly. That was honestly it. You see Mrs. Jeon, ours is not a typical marriage. We just fulfilled each of our needs at the time. He found me, to take care of Iro. And I took his help to gain financial stability and have children that I could call my own".

She pensively stared back at me, with a sadness reflected in her eyes, face frowning slightly. I smiled in a reassuring manner and pivoted to grab my phone and wallet, walking out of the house to briefly check up on how ready it was. After seeing the house in perfect condition since my brief visit last month, I did some cursory cleaning so the kids and I wouldn't suffer allergies. It was a two story house with 5 massive bedrooms, a gym room, cute well equipped kitchen, and beautiful views of trees through all the windows. Imagine a house that looked like a winter wonderland, waiting for Christmas to blanket it; enveloped by berry, maple, and fir trees.

Walking back into the Jeon's house, Mr. Jeon opened the door for me with a soft smile. And to my distinct surprise, I saw Jungkook feeding or shall I say, attempting to feed Mari and Iro some pumpkin pudding that Mrs. Jeon had made. I walked in silently, and patted him on the shoulder , "Thanks for helping feed them. Both of them sleep early, so it is truly perfect that you are feeding them right now". He stared at me as if he were deciphering the contents of my soul, even as Mari jabbed her tiny finger (honestly resembling a claw at this point) into his sturdy chest. "Of course Y/N, it really is no big deal". I ate a light dinner , a bowl of lamb and potato stew with udon noodles.

Grabbing the kids from my Jungkook, I walked back to the bedroom. The kids easily fell asleep as they usually tend to once they are fed. Brushing and getting ready for bed in some shorts and a tank top, I slipped beneath the covers ready to doze off. Before I knew it , I had drifted off to sleep.

I woke up to Jungkook's heavily muscled arm wrapped around my waist, and his legs trapped between mine. His head was laid up on my left breast and I could feel his breathing on my nipple. Arousal was starting to pool in my underwear and my left nipple stiffened with the warm air of his breath flooding it. To make matters worse, his groin was rubbing against my wet core. I gasped as the small pleasure started to build in my core.

I had to get out of his grasp no matter what. I carefully detached myself from him. He had the notion that he could seamlessly slip into my life when our arrangement never included physical love. Even if he became a proper dad to the kids, I was not letting him fuck with me. The man showed how irresponsible and inconsistent he was. Actions speak louder than words. I quickly wrapped my hair into a bun, brushed, splashed my face with water, and changed into a blue cotton sundress.

I hadn't unpacked much at all, so I shoved whatever was out back into the two suitcases I had brought. Grabbing Mari as she slept, I gently woke up Iro and cleaned his face. Thank god Iro was a quiet child. We slipped out the bedroom with the suitcases and saw Mr. and Mrs. Jeon making breakfast.

I grinned, "Good morning auntie and uncle, just going to shift over to the linden house. I will feed the kids breakfast and we will go over there. You guys should come over for lunch, I will have a whole gourmet selection ready for you ". They laughed at my demand. After getting Iro to eat something and shoveling down some oatmeal myself, I packed some food for Mari and drove over to the linden house with the luggage.

Mari got up in between and I bathed both the kids as soon as we walked in. I let out a huge breath in relief, finally I would have my own breathing space. Mr. and Mrs. Jeon were lovely, but I did not want to constantly be around Jungkook. He had taken yesterday's advances, as a way to weasel into my bed. I started working on making shrimp stew, rice, fried omelettes, tonkatsu and some curry.

I was used to cooking since I was 16. It was a therapeutic activity for me. Finishing in a record time of 2.5 hrs, I took a quick shower myself and called Mrs. Jeon over. I didn't know that a hectic hodgepodge of erratic events were happening in the Jeon house in between.

Mrs. Jeon wacked Jungkook with a broom handle, "Get UP YOU LAZY BOY!!!!! GET UP!!! GET UP!!! Go get yourself cleaned up and read for lunch. You have a wife and kids to get back". She sneered , menacingly at him as slowly got up in a confused state, doe eyes wide open, puzzled by what his mother meant. "What do you mean mom? Aren't Y/N and the kids at home. Where would they have gone?"

Mrs. Jeon shook her head in disappointment, a frown on her face, lips pinched in irritation, "Your Y/N is a very independent, reliable girl. She bought the linden house before coming here and she moved into it with the kids this morning itself. She invited your father and I over for lunch. Clearly she wants to keep family bonds, but you are a miserable father and husband. If you didn't want to be a good husband, you could've at least been a good father. But no, you chose to fail on both counts". Ceaselessly shaking her head, she walked away before yelling, "YOU BETTER GET YOUR RANK ASS SHOWERED AND READY FOR LUNCH. SHE DIDN'T INVITE YOU FYI, BUT YOU ARE GOING ANYWAY, WE ARE NOT MAKING LUNCH AT HOME"!

With those biting remarks, Mrs. Jeon left Jungkook alone with his dismal thoughts. His wife had clearly not accepted him back, even as a father to the kids. He scoffed , of course she wouldn't. He had been such a horrible dad, not seeing his kids as they were growing up. Even when he was told that Mari was born by her sister Wei, he wasn't bothered at the time. He almost wanted to sit there crying the rest of the day, remembering her cute toothless little chubby face.

He showered rapidly, running to the door as his parents planned on walking over with a basket of red bean filled pastries. Y/N opened the door in a light pastel yellow dress littered with a pattern of violets, and simple diamond studs. She was classic, a beauty , and she was the moment. Her curled hair cascaded down her backless sundress. Jungkook swore his mother slightly gasped when she first saw Y/N. As soon as Y/N saw Jungkook, her beaming smile faded into an indifferent nod. He hated that he had made her that way.

She pushed his parents toward the massive oak table with a beautiful view of the garden. The entire house was filled with paintings of forests and gardens, with a small collection of creepers winding around the staircase leading up stairs. The views were also ridiculously impressive, with trees looking close to a hundred years old shading the entire house, yet still allowing sunlight in. Jungkook could tell this property was super expensive, more so than the one he had bought just from the interiors and the 3 acre garden encompassing the entire circumference of the house.

Y/N had made bank, and she might not need him anymore. He started perspiring , beads of sweat lining his forehead as he frantically thought of how easy it would be for her to delete him from her life. She was emotionally stable, mentally strong, had his parents on her side, and financially rock solid. She could easily marry a more reliable, doting husband and leave him out of the picture.

Not able to control his panic, Jungkook was barely able to eat a spoon of the stew before he excused himself with a trembling voice, "I need to use the bathroom, one minute". He booked it to the bathroom, not even able to take his eyes from the ostentatiously furnished restroom complete with a settee and potpourri. Since when were bathrooms so big that they contained sofas and potpourri?!!

Y/N was confused at his abrupt exit from the dining table. It had been five minutes since Jungkook had stumbled away in a hurry. Y/N decided she would check on him in case he needed anything. "Give me one minute auntie and uncle, let me just check on Jungkook". They nodded , consumed in eating their food and feeding the kids. Y/N walked over to the bathroom and rapped on the door, "You ok there Jungkook? Need any help finding toiletries"?

Before she could take in another breath, the door opened with a frantic Jungkook who was shirtless, pants loose. An extremely defined arm grabbed her around her waist and whisked her inside the bathroom before she could even yell. Hitting on his tan glistening chest, Y/N sharply demanded "What the hell are you doing? Let me go. What is your damn problem? Did nobody teach you manners growing up?"

Jungkook grimaced, seating Y/N on his lap, her dress shoved up all the way to her waist, chest heaving, hair in disarray, " No Y/N nobody did. That is why I cannot resist you and am driven to utter distraction by you. Ever since I saw you at the door with Mari in your arms, I have been spellbound by you. You are an enchanting, gorgeous woman and I should've seen that earlier. I used to hate on you and shame you for your body to my Hyungs. But the minute I felt you in my arms, and saw you with my babies, I wanted to kill myself for my senseless and false words".

Even as I continued beating on his chest to release me, angered by him body shaming me in the past, he fixed me to his lap, restraining my arms making me grind on his lap, his hips guiding me into a blinding rhythm. I bit out with sheer venom, "Then why don't you divorce me and marry a model instead? I don't need your money anymore, and we can share custody of the kids. If seeing my body disgusts you, there is no point continuing this". Hearing those words broke Jungkook, how could he leave this beautiful caring woman alone for some vapid shallow model? Was she so stupid that she couldn't understand how much she meant to him?

Clearly he had never verbalized enough how much she drove him nuts. When Jungkook was in a depression after breaking up with the Spanish model and having Iro at his doorstep, Y/N had swooped in to the save day. Seeing her treat Iro as if he were her own son for two years had made him love Y/n so much. He had just never wanted to get close to her and get hurt. He knew in his soul that if anyone would break him, it would be Y/N. When he married Y/N, he never even touched a woman after that. He would have escorts who he would take to galas and work parties, the tabloids going nuts at his hired companions.

Finally having Y/N in his arms, he couldn't hold back anymore. Tears streaming down his face, he undid Y/N's dress zipper throwing it over her head. Y/N couldn't even fight back against his skilled quick movements. Making too much noise would alert his parents and her kids. He desperately shoved his face wet with tears between her breasts. His calloused hands squeezed the perfect globes of her butt, getting her to slowly grind on his cock.

Y/N couldn't hold back as the sensations overtook her. She moaned quietly as she could feel Jungkook kneading at her waist as his tongue traced her collarbones, littering tiny bits all over them. Y/N attempted refusing, putting hands on his shoulders to push him away, "No Jungkook we can't do this. I don't know how many women you have been with". Jungkook warbled back , "No Y/N, you are the only one since I have married you. I tried avoiding you, but seeing the kids and you have made that impossible. I was a horrible father and husband but I will make it up to you and the kids no matter what".

Not able to control himself, Jungkook came in his pants with Y/N heavily panting on top of his lap ,completely naked. He stared at his wife, amazed at her beauty. He would never leave her or the kids again. Y/N retorted back with a quirk of her lips, eyes shining with promise and mischief, "So is that it? That was all you had for me after so many years"?

Jungkook growled back , black eyes shining into hers, mouth smirking, grabbing her hair in his hand to bring her face closer to his, "Of course not my darling", kissing her in the mouth thrusting his tongue into hers, "This is just the beginning".

#bts #jungkook x reader #bts x reader #smut #bts x plus size reader #chubby reader #self love #curvy reader #angst #jk x reader #jk x y/n #jungkook x chubby reader #jungkook x plus size reader #bts x chubby reader #bts x curvy reader #needy jungkook

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demonsword586 · 4 months

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Leviathan Bloodshed story part 3

(Whew,I'm glad the parts after the prolouge aren't so long yet give quite a bit of content. Now that I'm rereading his story,I feel like he's getting greener every part. Oh! Also I might not post the next one till weekend,getting visits tomorrow+ got a lot of irl work to do. Wish you all a fun and non-stressful day!)

Leviathan's clothes which now looked more like rags than anything else were now tattered and completlly non-functional.

The more of his skin was exposed,the more scars were revealed.

But neither you or Leviathan felt any pain or pity for it. Instead you were both excited by the increased skin showing.

Click,click-

Before you knew it,Leviathan moved on and unbuckled your pants.

Judging from what you felt between your buttocks and behind your back,his pants have long been pulled down.

Mc: You stay still. You're a patient.

With that said,you slipped your pants and underwear under your buttocks before grabbing Leviathan's penis between your butt crack.

Leviathan: Ungh...wait...

Leviathan ended up closing his eyes.

You also tilted your head,sharing the sweet sensation between your legs.

You hadn't even put it in,yet Leviathan was acting like you swallowed him whole.

You could feel that your weight,your grip on his shirt,your skin against his,were turning him on.

You even started rocking your hips up and down,Leviathan also rocked his hips to match.

The wet clothes and skin rubbed against each other,creating a lustful sound going slap,slap,slap...

Mc: (What should I do,this alone makes me want to come..)

You bit down on your lower lip and thought,but your body didn't stop at all.

Mc: Leviathan,wait,I...think I'm c-

Leviathan: .....

Leviathan rocked you harder as though he coudn't hear you.

You wanted to rub Leviathan's penis against something more forward, sensitive and not between your buttcheeks.

You stradled Leviathan's chest,pressing your chest against his and stuck out your bottom.

Leviathan grimaced from pleasure and grabbed your sides.

Leviathan: Are you tired?

Mc: No,it's just...I prefer this...

If Leviathan thought you were pathetic,you had nothing to say about it.

But far from considering you to be pathetic,Leviathan began to rub his shaft against your center.

You shuddered,alternately being rubbed against your wet underwear that had climbed precariously down and Leviathan's bare skin.

Mc: Hnn...! Hnnnn!!!

Leviathan: Ha..

Leviathan's sweet sigh tickled your forehead.

You didn't forget to rock him as you diligently moved your mouth.

(bg changes to Leviathan smirking like he's the hottest deer around)

All the skin that was exposed through the torn clothes was blackened with your hickies.

And on your body,on the exact same spots,there were red marks that appeared with sucking sensations.

Each time you sucked on Leviathan's skin,he sped up.

Then he suddenly stopped as though he was flooring the brakes.

Mc: What's wrong? Are you alright? Is it because you're hurt?

Leviathan: ..No

Leviathan smiled picturesquely with a lewd look on his face.

Leviathan: It looks like neither you nor myself wish to reach climax yet.

You did once think he resembled a pure and innocent deer...

Mc: (Oh my...There can't be such a lewd deer like this.)

Leviathan: You. You're completely wet.

The moment you finished thinking,Leviathan spoke in an alluring voice and stroked from between your butt crack and back.

Mc: Uhh...?!?!

It resulted in you shudder with sudden pleasure and then reaching a shallow climax.

But before you could even feel the aftermath of your climax,Levithan began to move again.

He was a horribly injured patient,but the ecstasy that controlled his brain and body seemed to overcome it.

The same went for you as well.

Mc: Leviathan, Leviathan..

When Leviathan's hand moved away from his private area to outwardly touch yours,you called his name as though you were drooling.

Soon,the finger making wet sounds frequented your hole shallowly.

You bit your lips and tightened,and loosened around the finger that entered you.

Then Leviathan's penis that you weren't even touching swelled even more and kept tapping your bottom.

Mc: (This is unbelievable..I can feel this good...in a situation like this?!)

Not only had you already come although he wasn't even inside you,Leviathan was also gasping roughly and feeling you.

The feeling of sex had no intention of settling,instead it only hightened.

(Bg changes to Levi looking like his pp is about to explode)

Just then,Leviathan grimaced as though in pain and grabbed your thigh,

Leviathan: This isn't enough...at this rate..

Leviathan was steadily reaching climax,but he pleaded you for bigger stimulation as though it wasn't enough.

When you looked lost,Leviathan held the Chackram of light that was embedded in his body.

Mc: Leviathan,that will open your wounds!!

Leviathan: I don't think so. Not if you do it.

Leviathan meant it.

You felt your changeable conscience and guilt raise their heads again...

Leviathan: Please...

Snap-!

The string of rationality or the borders of your morality snapped loudly inside you.

You sat up,staring at Leviathan with your eyes so seized with excitement you could almost feel your mind going black.

Then,you held the blade of light embedded in his body and began to move it roughly.

Leviathan: Ha,hnn,uhh...!

Unspeakable pain spread out through your body as well.

It was such a thrilling pain that you thought you would black out at the slightest wrong touch.

But pleasure bigger than that soon covered it.

You could feel the sheer affection and desire in the touch,and the knowledge that you were turning him into a mess,filling Leviathan to the brim.

Each time you shook the Chakram of light,Leviathan's wounds were exposed in all their glory,but his moans increased proportionately.

Mc: Leviathan...

Leviathan: Ugh,you...How can you...make me...

He didn't continue.

How can I torment you this much?

How can I lust after you like this?

Mc: ( Or...How can I like you this much?)

You guessed the words Leviathan swallowed and rocked harder.

Just then,a drop of rain that fell down Leviathan's eyes flowed down.

At the sight of what looked like tears,you felt goosebumps rise all over your body.

Mc: (If..if I do something worse...!)

You stood up.

(bg changes to Levi looking like a little kitten in the rain)

And took your shoes off,and then- stepped on Leviathan's cheek with your bare foot.

#whb #what in hell is bad #whb spoilers #whb leviathan

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seonghwanotes · 7 months

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new years eve | jeong yunho

pairing: yunho x reader

genre: fluff

word count: 953

a/n: this was originally a collab but i completed the ending bc the writer i collabed with had closed her acc so yeah, this had me thinking for a lil bit. ALSO THE GIF 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 im getting bias wrecked big time, i cannot imagine being yunhonotes 😭 (21 Aug 2021)

a/n: as i write this, it is 28th sept 2023 😭 had this in my drafts for a while, did not proofread at all so will just post this up for now x

It was finally the most awaited week of the whole year, Christmas week. It was a family tradition for everyone to start preparing for Christmas when December came by but this year round, you were away from your family and you were spending it with Yunho and his friends. Considering that everyone was busy with their own schedules and you finally got a break till New Years, you began your preparation a little later than usual.

But as usual, Christmas went by in a blink of an eye. Right after you had taken down the Christmas tree all by yourself, you let out a loud sigh, feeling a little sad. It certainly felt a little different since it was something you’d do together with your family members but it didn’t feel as lonely since you were with your loving boyfriend.

You grabbed your phone off the couch and took a picture of the now dismantled tree, sending it to Yunho who was at practice with the boys. Not even a second passed, he had seen your message and immediately called you.

“Oh, hello?”

“Y/N, how can you take down the tree without me helping you out? It must have been hard, especially with the upper part of the tree.” He scolded you, making you chuckle.

“Yunho, it’s fine. I was gonna do it by today anyway and I was free after you left so I just got it done. You would be home later anyway. I used a chair in case you were wondering.” You replied back, earning a sigh from him. You didn’t need to be next to him to see his pout and know that he was upset for not helping you out.

You waited for a bit as you sat down, grabbing your gifts you got for Yunho along with the gift wrapper. You set your call on speaker mode and put your phone down. You could only hear some of the boys whispering to each other but it wasn’t too audible since the background music was blocking their voices out.

“Okay, okay. I’m sorry I didn’t wait till you came home but tomorrow’s New Years eve! You know I don’t like keeping the tree up for longer than 3 days. Anyway, I’m going to the supermarket soon to get some stuff for our dinner tomorrow.” You told him, still not getting a response back. “Should I get champagne too?”

You and Yunho spent a homely Christmas together as everyone was with their family except for the two of you. It was not much but work has definitely made your lives much more busier, causing you two to not get presents for each other in time that you were doing it pretty late. Not that it mattered to you at this age but you felt bad for not carrying out a simple task.

You started wrapping your presents, occasionally glancing at your phone to see if he was about to end the call since he wasn’t answering you back. There was some light bickering among the boys but you couldn’t hear what they were talking about. “Jeong Yunho, If you wanted to help me out so badly, do me a favour and ask the boys what they would want for gifts or I’m wrapping vegetables for all 8 of you.”

Your threat seemed to slightly work as you heard Mingi chime at the other side of the call, “Ya, I don’t want vegetables this year. You better ask her for her size or I’m asking her myself!”

Size? Your size for what? You were about to voice out but Yunho cut you to it. “Well, that sounds fine. Go ahead, baby.”

“So you want me to get vegetables for them?” You questioned, earning a yell from Jongho.

“Y/N! Don’t listen to hyung! Get us what you feel like getting us except vegetables… what? Oh, no mint chocolate for Hongjoong hyung and Seonghwa hyung. We love you!” He yelled, making you laugh. These boys were enough to make you feel like you were at home.

“Not sure why I’m on speaker mode but okay.” You answered back, hearing someone getting a hard smack. You were about to end the call but stopped when Yunho called out. “Baby, wait! One more thing.”

“Yeah?”

“Your hand is almost the same as San’s right?” The question almost came out as a whisper, Yunho knowing you would get agitated at that question since your hands were the size of a child compared to his delicate giant ones.

“You know the answer already. Why are you even asking this? Are you getting me a bracelet from Pandora or what?” You asked him, sealing the gift wrapper with a ribbon on top for Yunho’s gift, which was a Rolex watch and matching rings that you’ve been eyeing for a while now.

A silence was heard initially, then a voice followed along. “Yeah, would rose gold do?”

Your cheeks flushed, “Ah, um, yeah. See you later then. Tell the boys to be early tomorrow. Oh, I’ll get 3 bottles of champagne then, okay?”

“Okay, sure thing. Yes, 3 is fine. I love you.” Yunho replied, sending a kiss through the call.

“Love you too.” You responded and ended the call.

One gift wrapped and there was more to go. You sighed, pushing them away for awhile and opened your laptop to surf the internet, making a list on what to buy for the boys, wanting it to be meaningful as well. Even if Christmas wasn’t as joyful as you wanted it to be, New Years was going to be the most memorable holiday you had in a while and you couldn’t wait for it to arrive.

#ateez #ateez imagines #ateez scenarios #ateez fluff #kpop #writing #jeong yunho au #yunho imagines #yunho fanfic #yunho au #jeong yunho #ateez yunho #yunho x reader #new years day

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masonmyluv · 1 year

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Photographer 📸

Pedri Gonzales x reader

One shot

Fluff

"You're staring"

"Am not"

"Take a picture, it'll last longer"

That was kind of ironic coming from your co-worker giving the fact that you were a photographer for FC Barcelona and that was your job: taking pictures of the players. "Actually that's what I'm going to do" you said, snapping some in the mean time of a certain player that always caught your eye: Pedro Gonzales. He looked adorable with that red tint on his cheeks after the game, and his smile when his teammates congratulated him for the 100th game in Barça's t-shirt and the winning goal he scored.

After the game ended and Pedri received his t-shirt, your co-worker, Luigi, was asked to take some pictures in the changing rooms because some of the players were looking indecent. You rolled you eyes, but waited until almost everyone was out so you could sneak in. You hoped Pedri wasn't indecent, but that wouldn't have been a problem. "Y/N? What are you doing here?" He asked confused. "Came to take some pictures with the man of the match" you said. "But Luigi—". "Shush. Pose for me" you said. "Alright" Pedri chuckled. "Perfecto" you whispered. "tú eres perfecto, no yo (you are perfect, not me)" he said. "I mean it, Y/N. You're so good in everything you do and you're so talented" he said when you opened your mouth to object. "Thanks Pedri. I should go, but congrats for the goal" you said. "Gracias". "Can I give you a hug?" You asked. "Sure, but you don't have to ask" he laughed. And just like that, you gave your crush a tight hug that lasted for about 5 seconds, but it will last forever in your memory.

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"Nice pictures" You slightly jumped at the sound of that voice, a voice that caused butterflies to erupt in your stomach. "Gracias Pedri" you smiled. "Hopefully they'll post them" he said. You didn't realise how close he was until now: he slightly bent his head over your shoulder to take a better look at your laptop, his breath fanning over your neck. "That's PR. I'm just a simple photographer" you sighed. "The best photographer" he corrected. "¿Que esta pasando ahí? (What's happening here?" Pablo asked. "Pedro tratando de conseguir su amor para ser su novia (Pedro trying to get his crush to be his girlfriend)" Ansu answered. You looked a bit confused when Pedri told them to fuck off. "Sorry about that" he chuckled nervously. "It's okay... I need to finish editing these photos anyway" you said, closing your laptop and hurrying down the hall to your office. "Y/N... wait" he yelled, catching up with you. "Do you want to... maybe... watch a movie? Together?" He asked. "Are you asking me out, Pedro Gonzales?" You asked blushing. "It's just my cinema room. I don't really like cinemas" he said. "Then yes. Just text me your address" you said.

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"Oh wow I..."

"Do I look that bad?" You asked.

"Not at all. It's just weird to not see you in Barça clothes" he said. "Oh wait till you see me at the gala" you laughed. "You're going to be there?" He asked. "Yep. Probably in a dress" you said. "No puedo esperar a verte (I can't wait to see you)" he mumbled. "Sorry?". "Third room on the left" he cleared his throat. "I'll bring snacks for us" he said. "Can I help you?". "No, it's fine. Feel like home" he smiled.

That was kinda ironic given the fact that his house was 10 times your apartment, but you didn't care about that now. You were too close to Pedri to even think about something straight. You sometimes looked at him, he was so fucking handsome, his brown eyes and his plump lips. "Hey... you okay?" He asked, his thumb brushing your cheek. "You drifted off" he clarified when you looked at him confused. "I think I'm tired. I should go" you said. "It's late. Why don't you stay here? I have a lot of spare bedrooms. And I can drive you to work in the morning" he suggested. "I don't know...". "Please?" He gave you the puppy eyes. "Okay... but tomorrow we have to stop at mine to get my camera" you said. "Of course" he said.

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"You spent the night at Pedro's???" Luigi yelled shocked. "Shhhh!!! Yeah I did. We were having a movie night and it got too late to go home. So I stayed" you explained. "Did you two you know" he wiggled his eyebrows. "No, Luigi, we didn't. I stayed in one of his guest rooms and we met in the morning. Then he bought me a coffee on the way here" you said. "Awww". "And he asked the barista to draw some hearts on my cup" you blushed. "Oh my god! He likes you too!" He said. "Too? Who said I like him?" You asked. "It's clear you do. And you're gonna convinced yourself at the gala next month" he said.

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"Oh wow..."

"cloae su boca. Usted podría babear (close your mouth, you might drool)" Gavi said just in time because you were making your way to the two boys in your red dress. "Hey guys! Ready for the big night?" You asked. "Claro" Gavi flexed his biceps. "And you, Pedri?". "I'm...good... yeah bueno" he shuttered. "Well, I'll see you around" you said. "dile que se ve hermosa (tell her she's beautiful)" Gavi whispered to his friend. "Y/n, you look beautiful" Pedri said. "Thanks. You look good too. Both of you" you said blushing. "ella se sonrojó (she blushed)" Gavi said. "estás viendo estrellas (you're seeing starts, Pablo)" Pedri argued with him. "Shush you two" Ferran said as the ceremony was about to start.

"And the prize for the best photo of the season... first let's see it"

"And the best photographer, all go to Y/N Y/l/n". Everyone started applauding as Luigi helped you on the stage. You claimed your award and luckily didn't have to say anything because you surely couldn't do it.

After the gala ended, it was a little after party, so you all went there. "May I have a dance with the winner?" Pedri asked, snapping you out of your daydreaming. "Sure. There you go" Luigi shoved you into him. "Congrats. I told you you're the best photographer" he smiled down at you. "I wouldn't have won it if it weren't for the person I photographed in the first place" you said. "Now, don't tell me you won because of me" he laughed. "No, but your charm helped" you shrugged. "You think I'm charming?" He smirked. "Umm... yeah" you blushed looking down at your shoes. "Y/n... I really like you" he whispered. "More than a friend" he added quickly. "Pedro—". "No, it's okay, it's your perfect night and I ruined it" he panicked. "Pedro, just listen to me" you chuckled, cupping his face into your hands. "I really like you too...and you could make this the best night of my life if you would just kiss me". He blinked twice before he registered what you just said. So, with your permission, he pressed his lips softly to yours, wrapping his arms around you in the meantime. "Te quiero, Y/n" he whispered.

"Finally!"

"Took you long enough" His teammates patted his back. "Now I won't have to listen to him saying how beautiful you look every day" Pablo whispered to you. "We were dancing here" Pedri said. "Mhm. More like making out" Pablo said. You blushed, hiding your face into Pedri's chest as he swung your bodies to the music.

Hope you like it ❤️

Feedback is always appreciated ☺️

#pedri x reader #pedri fluff #pedri gonzalez #pedri imagine #pedri blurb #pedri fanfic

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Hi Anny!! Got a writing prompt for ya!

So I’ve been seeing your little snippets of the KOW! Swapped AU between Star!Asha and Human!Aster, and they’re all soo cute X33

But now I’m wondering, what would the “At All Costs” scene look like? Or whatever song you swapped for AAC.

Would it be Aster who goes somewhere else private to practice his music? Would it be Asha who’s encouraged by their friends to confess to Aster? How does Aster react? How does Asha handle confessing?

Imagine the 7 (or 6 in this scenario) teens in the background being like: “JUST KISS THAT BOY ALREADY-!!”

Like I said in my original post about the AUs here:

Asha would sing "You Chose Me" from the musical "Breathe" as I think it fits her bubbly and happy personality very well. Now as for how a scene of them would play out, let's see...

After a lot of encouragement from the seven teens, Asha finally makes her way through the woods, following the sound of Aster's music. She finds him standing near a river, with his mandolin strapped on his shoulder, as he practices the magic she has given him.

(As I write this I realize that whole scene in KOW when Asha and Aster are hiding and Asha draws clones of themselves would have to change... Cause drawing is relatively silent, but playing music ain't lol so I guess Human!Aster's approach would be different, in this moment that is about him showing his growth... Maybe something more about him not being afraid to be loud and clear...)

Aster is trying to sing and hit a high note as loud as he can, by doing so he creates sound waves that make the water of the river tremble, but it's not enough, it wouldn't be strong enough to, let's say, knock someone out of balance for example, he gotta try harder.

Aster was so focused on his high note he didn't notice the light coming from behind him, till he feels a finger tap on his shoulder. He stops playing and turns around quickly

"AH- Oh hey Asha" the human didn't quite notice how nervous Asha seemed, like she was anxious to tell him something "Did Simon finish his dinner? We're good to go?"

"Umm yeah, everyone's ready, but- well... I wanted to ask you something first..." Asha can practically feel the 7 teens staring at them behind some bushes, waiting to see her confess... But instead Asha blurted out "Whatcha doing?" she asked awkwardly

"Just trying something different. I wondered if I could cause a sound wave strong and loud enough to be more destructive ya know... But no matter what I feel like my voice is like, stuck in my throat, ya know? Like it should be louder, but I'm holding back, even though I want to let it all out..." He explained with a pondering gaze on the mandolin

"... It takes time to find your voice, but I think the power you already have inside is more than enough to defeat them" The star smiled warmly as she spoke from her heart

"Let's hope. But yeah, what I can do is already pretty great, like, check this out" Aster plays a fast paced melody, and suddenly, the strings of his mandolin start to burn and he creates a fireball "I can make fire! That oughta be useful, right?" They try holding the fireball... It is- "HOT!" He exclaims as he throws the spell in the river "... Ya know, on second thought, maybe I'm not ready to go to the castle yet, maybe we should leave the plan for tomorrow or-"

"I know we'll win." Asha reassures him "You got a lot more power than you think, and that goes way beyond my magic"

Aster smiles and feels his cheeks getting warmer "Heheh thanks. I guess I'm just nervous cause'... Well, everything HAS to go according to plan"

"And what if it doesn't?" Asha tilts her head with a knowing smile

"Then Queen Amable kills us, I guess, or throws us in the dungeon to be her hubby's little lab rats" He shrugs, finding the outcome quite obvious

"... I don't know if things will go according to plan, but..." Asha holds both his hands, looking at him in the eyes with a radiant and optimistic smile that could make any shred of doubt fade away "As long as you follow your heart, you'll find a way... That's what made you wish upon me in the first place, right?" Asha giggled

Aster looks at her fondly, she's like the embodiment of hope...

"OH MY GOD- JUST KISS THE B-" Hal yelled from the bushes, to which Asha used her magic to make a wall of trees in front of the 7 hidden teens to hide them

"What was tha-"

"NOTHING!" Asha blurted out nervously

"Maybe the others are calling us, we should go" Aster begins to walk towards the trail that leads to their camp. But then, he feels her warm hand holding his wrist

"A-Aster wait!" Her voice shakes as she holds him, he looks back at her confused, so she tries her best to explain "I just... I think I discovered something new about how I feel about you... Well your friends did, but that's not the point" She mumbled the last part to herself "And I have so much I wanna tell you, but I don't know how to even start..." Then, Asha glances at Aster's mandolin for a moment, and that gives her idea "... Maybe I could try speaking your language... Can you give me a tune?" She asks with a soft smile

Aster is not quite sure where this is going, he raises an eyebrow at the request but complies "Uuuh sure ok" He starts to play a simple melody

And we get the song "You Chose Me"

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I SPENT THE WHOLE AFTERNOON WRITING THIS LMAO @flicklikesstuff YOU BETTER APPRECIATE IT- just kidding, I had fun, but man, everytime these two are cute together I just covered my face blushing and giggling, kicking my feet, theyre so precious I cant hhidhefheljehbgfhhe

#wish rewrite #wish reimagined #kingdom of wishes #ask

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🌷April tmnt all 4 1 challenge🌹

As always, this was hosted by the lovelies: @thelaundrybitch @post-apocalyptic-daydream @leosgirl82 @turtle-babe83

Prompt: “What are you doing in my bed?”

2007 turtle of choice x reader

reader is implied as female

Sorry this took so long, been busy with work and other stuff. If theres any mistakes dont mind them please. Hope you all enjoy this~

Listened to this for inspiration 🌸

CHOOSE YOUR TURTLE TO CONTINUE

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He'd be lying if he said he wasn't jealous of what April and Casey had. A relationship, one that bloomed from friendship into something more. He wanted that, too. Because of him being a mutant turtle, he figured he was destined to be alone forever and live in the shadows like the ninja he was. Besides, Y/N didn't feel the same towards him at his advances; that was evident enough. Anytime he tried to get close to her, she looked like she was uncomfortable. He quit trying after that. But that didn't stop his feelings for her, and each longing was like a knife in his chest.

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You didn't mean to fall for him. You were crushing real hard on the hero in the half shell. His eyes always made your heart skip a beat whether it him looking at you or the other way around. There was just something about him that made you always think about him since you two became friends. (He hid in the shadows outside your window, not wanting to scare you with his appearance until you wanted to see him after some time.)

You wanted to tell him how you actually felt. You noticed how he was staring at you and wanting to spend more time with you. There was a time when he tried to kiss you but you got so flustered he thought you didn't want him to do that. You did want to kiss him, but .... Love was just confusing. You entered the lair to see everyone but the turtle you wanted to see.

"Hey, where's (Leo/Raph/Donnie/Mikey)?"

"He went out. He probably wont be back until really late."

"Oh..."

You decided to wait in his room. Surely, his brothers or Splinter will tell him that you were looking for him. Opening his door you stepped into his room. You've been inside a time or two, but you still felt like you were invading his space.

You sat on his bed and wondered what you should do. It was going to be a while yet before he came back. You pulled out your phone and started browsing through your messages. You thought of texting him but then figured that probably would not be the best idea. If he was spying on the Foot, Karai, or any of the other dangerous criminals in New York, he had to be vigilant.

You instead pulled out your mp3 player and turned on some music. You were lost in your thoughts until your eyes felt heavy. It was way past midnight. You fought sleep as long as you could until your eyes closed and you drifted to sleep.

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It was still dark out when he came back in. Everyone was already in bed. He yawned and stretched his stiff muscles, ready to hit the sack. He opened the door to his room... and saw Y/N laying on his bed. He was so surprised he asked without thinking,"What are you doing in my bed?"

You woke up to his voice (your mp3 player battery died and needed to be charged). You quickly sat up straight, your heart pounding in your chest. "I, I uhm..." you tried to speak. "I wanted to see you..." Maybe this could've waited till tomorrow....?

He sighed then apologized. "Sorry for waking you, its just... i wasnt expecting you... to be here..." If turtles could blush, he would be right now.

"Look... I'm sorry if it seems like I'm.. avoiding you....I'm not. I just needed to sort things out."

"No, it's my fault, I shouldn't have pushed you into it. I know now..." He had asked Casey about some relationship advice, even told him about his crush on you. He hoped everything would go right, but... maybe you just wanted to be friends, he had figured. "If you wanna stay just friends, I'm okay with that..."

You saw the look on his face, like he was trying to hide behind a smile. You then stood up and approached him. It was now or never; you was going to tell him how you really felt about him while you had the nerve. "You didn't do anything wrong. It was me. It was just so... sudden, you know? We'll always be friends, never doubt that."

You gave a pause. "But I've been having these warm, fuzzy feelings whenever you come around. And... I've been wanting to tell you that... I like you... a lot. I want to go out with you, even if we just stay here in the sewers or whatever." You gingerly took his hand, gripping it with tenderness. "I wasn't ready then, but I'm ready to give us a chance. We won't know if it'll work out if we don't try."

Was this really happening? Did you just agree to go out with him? He wasn't dreaming this, right? His mind had questions bouncing around. But they stopped as soon as he gripped your hand, holding it in his.

"Do you really mean it?" His eyes sparkled with hope.

You smiled back at him, blushing and softly giggled. "Yes, I mean it."

He smiled and gave a sweet kiss on your blushed cheek. He touched your forehead with his. You've made him the happiest turtle in the world. "If it's alright with you, we can get comfy in my bed. I can hold you till you can go back to sleep."

"Sure thing."

He held you in his arms and watched with tired eyes as you quickly drifted to sleep. Sleep soon took hold of him, too, and he joined you in slumber with a small smile on his face.

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#tmnt all 4 1 challenge #tmnt all 4 1 #tmnt #teenage mutant ninja turtles #tmnt 2007 #tmnt 2007 movie #leo #raph #mikey #donnie #xreader #tmnt fandom

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clickerflight · 9 months

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Burned at the Stake: Part 5

Master list

Part 4

Couldn't wait till tomorrow to post.

Content: Vampire whumpee, human whumper, human caretaker, gun violence, blood, pistol whipped, possible eye injury (not described much), betrayal my beloved, vampire trafficking, dragged by the hair cause I'm obsessed, gun wound, blood drinking (but it's satisfying tho)

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Esial woke up to the sound of the front door closing. He laid there in the bed, almost dizzy with how comfy he felt. The blankets were all unimaginably soft, as was the padding he was laying on. He laid there, giddy with the feeling as the general glow of sunlight lit the room gradually through the cracks around the fabric.

He’d have to move to make sure the fabric hid the sunlight better, but he just wanted to sit and enjoy resting.

He dozed off, unaware of the world again. He woke up when Kyle came back and eventually got himself out of bed. He glanced out the window and was surprised to see the sun in the sky through a partially open blind.

He jumped back with a yelp to get away, but realized he hadn’t been burned.

He frowned and stepped forward, moving the blinds and looking at the sun. He hadn’t seen it in so long, it was strange to look at it now. He could feel the warmth of the sun beams, but they weren’t burning him.

He tapped at the strange see through object in between him and the outside. Maybe that was what was protecting him?

There was a knock on the door to the room and it opened up. Esial could smell blood.

He turned and Kyle smiled at him. “Hey, I got breakfast.”

Esial tilted his head. He wasn’t really sure what a ‘breakfast’ was, but he hoped it had something to do with the blood he was smelling.

He followed Kyle to the other room where there was some food on the table.

“I don’t know if you’ll get sick from eating again after starving for so long, so you have a little and if you feel okay you can have more in an hour or so. Is that alright?”

Esial nodded. “Okay… I can have it?”

“Yeah, the blood is in the cup and you should have some of the sandwich.”

Esial sat down on one of the chairs as Kyle sat to eat as well and lifted the cup to his lips, sipping it slowly. He closed his eyes as the blood coated his tongue. It was cow’s blood, and while there was a strange tang to it he didn’t recognize, it was the most delicious thing he could imagine.

“I have a neighbor downstairs who’s a vampire,” Kyle said warmly. “I was able to borrow some of that from him so you’d have something before I run errands later.”

Esial licked into the cup as far as he could reach before lowering the cup, licking his lips as the blissful feeling he’d lost when the sun scared him reemerged.

“Thank you,” he said to Kyle.

Kyle shrugged. “I should have stopped her sooner. I’m sorry, man. She told me she’d let you go.”

Esial frowned into the cup, reaching in a finger in to scoop out some more for himself.

Kyle finished his sandwich before getting up. “I’m going to run errands. I’m going to figure out how we go through the process of getting you taken care of. Don’t want to force you to live with me forever.”

Esial hummed, though he didn’t really understand all that Kyle meant, though he was glad to hear that Kyle didn’t intend to keep him like the woman had.

“I’ll be back in a bit,” Kyle said with a wave as he grabbed some jingly pieces of metal and left out the door.

Esial watched the door for a bit longer before he started to poke around the place. He still couldn’t guess what anything was, though he could assume some of their uses, but he was certainly amused with guessing what certain items were as his wounds slowly began to close.

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Joanna had waited all day. When she found her vampire missing, that had made her already bad day worse. She’d gone out drinking the night away after finding a buyer to take the vampire. He was a creepy old dude. Samuel, or something like that. She had his phone number written down so she thankfully wouldn’t have to rely on her hungover state of mind.

She already knew who had taken Esial. The only person who’d known the vampire was here in the first place. She couldn’t really call the police and get it back, so she’d have to do it herself. And she would get it back. Kyle wasn’t tough enough to stand up to her, and the vampire was still weak enough she was certain she could deal with it, especially with a pistol ready to go in her pocket. One shot to the brain and it would certainly go right back to sleep long enough for her to make the deal.

Still, Joanna waited till nighttime so she could drag the vampire out without burning it to a crisp and get noticed and caught.

Something tugged in her heart as she thought about what she might have to do to Kyle but she shook that off quickly, She’d only have to do that if her friend tried to stop her.

Joanna stood at Kyle’s door, his spare key in hand. She could hear people talking inside in Ancient Egyptian. She steeled her resolve, and pushed open the door, gun in hand.

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Esial really liked Kyle. The man’s Egyptian was a little rough, but it wasn’t like Esial could say he was a master at English. Kyle was still teaching Esial new words and the vampire was drinking them as quickly as they came, enjoying it all. He had eaten every hour and all of his burns were healed. He’d even been given some proper clothing. Kyle had seemed rather disgusted by the towel Esial had been wearing, and Esial couldn’t help but agree. He tugged at the shirt he wore, still trying to figure out what it was made of as they chatted.

“So, the plan is that I’ll take you to the rehab center tomorrow. They said you could stay there or stay with me in the evenings, whatever works for you,” Kyle said in a mixture of Egyptian and English so Esial could best understand. “You don’t have to decide tonight.”

“I like it here,” Esial suggested.

“How about you wait till you’ve seen that place? It’s really nice. All the bells and whistles. They’ll be able to get you an education and then help you get set up in society with a job and everything. There are a lot of cool options for vampires… though you might be a little limited if you come from the generations that can’t tolerate the sun. Still, I’m sure they’ll have something that will work for you.”

Esial nodded, happy with the knowledge that he could be out doing things again. Maybe even hunting!

There was silence for a moment and Kyle sighed. “I’m really sorry about… everything. What happened to you? Why were you in that clearing?”

Esial frowned, thinking back. It had been a very long time ago and it almost didn’t seem to matter anymore. “I…. don’t really remember. I think they were scared of me?”

He didn’t relive those memories very often as a heart, so they had been mostly forgotten in the vastness of endless agony and boredom. “Maybe…. I think there was another demon around who did something, and they thought it was me? I think I killed some of them when they attacked me, but I was just defending myself.”

Kyle seemed a bit taken aback. “You don’t remember?”

“Not really.”

“That’s…. Strange. I can’t imagine not-What’s wrong?”

Esial stared at the front door, he heard something in the handle click and he smelled-

Esial grabbed Kyle as the door slammed open, pulling the young man down behind the counter they had been sitting at.

There was a loud bang that rang painfully in Esial’s ears and dust shattered out of the wall behind them, settling in their hair.

“Kyle, get out here now,” Joanna said sharply, the door now closed and locked behind her.

“You don’t want to do this, Joanna,” Kyle replied, back pressed against the corner as he carefully looked around the edge. He had some object in hand that Esial didn’t recognize, punching at buttons, but before he could finish that, Joanna was standing over them, the strange weapon in her hand pointed at Kyle’s forehead.

Kyle froze, staring up at her.

“Put the phone down,” she said darkly.

Esial trembled, unsure of what to do. He didn’t know how the weapon worked. Would it kill Kyle before he could knock Joanna away? Kyle had a firm hold on one of Esial’s wrists, maybe to keep him from trying.

Kyle did so, and Joanna kicked the object off down the hall.

“This is how it’s going to go,” Joanna said, leaning down. She grabbed Esial by the hair, making the vampire shudder and grab her wrist with his free hand, remembering very clearly the last time she had done so. “I’m taking the vampire, and you’re going to come with me quietly. Mmkay? I’m selling it off and you’re going to be involved so if you tell the police, you’re getting arrested too, got it?”

Kyle gritted his teeth for a moment, but she touched the still hot tip of the weapon to his forehead, making him flinch back and hit his head off the counter. “Got it?”

“Yeah, fine,” Kyle snarled.

Esial could see the fire in Kyle’s eyes and knew that his rescuer was making no promises to this woman. Joanna could tell too, it seemed, because she whipped the gun across Kyle’s face, sending him fully prone to the ground.

Esial moved, trying to wrench himself out of her grasp and get Kyle, but the weapon was pressed to his head. The dust still in his hair felt heavy with the promise of what pain this weapon could promise.

“You, Vampire, are going to behave yourself, or I kill him,” Joanna said, eliciting a groan from Kyle as he tried to get an elbow under himself, his hand to his face.

“What happened, hsss, to me being involved?” Kyle asked, looking up at her through his fingers.

“You just made it very clear you’re not going to comply. This could have been so much easier if you’d stayed out of all this, Kyle. I don’t want you to die, but you’ve made this complicated,” she said standing up and dragging Esial up with her. “Get up, Kyle.”

Kyle did so, hand over one eye. His breathing was picking up, and he was getting paler by the minute. Esial could smell his blood.

“Alright. You’ll be walking ahead of us, and if you get any bright ideas-”

There came a knocking at the door and the three of them froze.

“Kyle?” someone called through the door. “You alright?”

Kyle was silent and Joanna finally hissed, “Tell him everything is fine.”

Reluctantly, Kyle cleared his throat. “Joseph?”

“Yeah, you alright?”

Kyle didn’t even hesitate. He simply screamed. There were no comprehensible words in the scream, but is soon took on the sound of pain as another bang ricocheted in Esial’s skull and Kyle went down with blood spewing out his side.

Esial heard the door splinter, he heard Kyle wailing, he heard Joanna’s blood pounding, and he heard his hair rip as he lunged forward, sinking his fangs into the arm holding the weapon. Her blood sprang up into his mouth, and some ancient instinct told him to drink.

He’d eaten all day, but his body was still starving and this….. He’d never had human blood before. It was…..

Tough hands pried him off of a fallen woman and he lunged to try and get more. There was nothing in this world that could taste that good, he was sure of it. His mouth sang with flavor and all he wanted was more. He would be fully healed to the point where he could fight hippos again. No one would ever hurt him again, he would never be held down by chains and he-

“Oi! Leave it!”

The words pierced his mind and he became aware of how he was salivating, the spit and blood dripping down his front, He felt bloated and overful, there was energy coursing through his veins and stars appearing in his vision as the vampire named Joseph hauled him back away from where Joanna had fallen, still breathing. Barely.

There were other people in the apartment, some using devices and talking to people Esial couldn’t see and someone was holding Kyle’s wound.

Esial couldn’t control his breathing, and he was still enough for Joseph to get a better grip on him. “S’alright, man. You back?”

Esial twisted his head to try and see Joseph’s face. He didn’t respond other than to simply tremble, ignoring the blood pooling out in two different places in the apartment as someone clamped their hand over Joanna’s wound.

“It’s alright,” Joseph said steadily. “You’re alright. I’ve got you. Looks like Kyle’s gonna be okay too.”

Esial slowly relaxed, hearing loud wailing noises not made by any mouth approaching the building. “Alright….”

Esial: @whumpsday @honeycollectswhump @writereleaserepeat @tragedyinblue @hyrules-sleepiest-knight

Before you go

I know a lot of you really like this, I am planning on doing more in this world and Esial and Kyle will show up in those as side or main characters. If you want to be tagged in anything made in this world (I don't have a name for it yet but I'll think of one) let me know.

Part 6

#vampire whumpee #human whumper #human caretaker #gun violence #gun shot sound #blood drinking #vampire trafficking #dragged by the hair #pistol whipped #I LOVE THIS SERIES #HECCIN #AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

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thecoddaughter · 4 months

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QSMP Characters as The Fray's Discography (Part 1)

So this is going to be the first post in a series of long posts for my "as songs" series. The Fray has always been one of my favorite bands and this made me listen to them for the first time in over three years. Listen along to the first album, linked below <3

HOW TO LOSE A LIFE

Look After You - Tubbo to Sunny (especially right before Purgatory)

“It's always have and never hold. You've begun to feel like home yeah. What's mine is yours to leave or take. What's mine is yours to make your own.”

She Is - Pac about Fit (and how Mike was unsure about them)

“I cannot wait for you to come home. For now you're not here, and I'm not there.”

“She is everything I need that I never knew I wanted. She is everything I want that I never knew I needed.”

“She's going to bring me clarity. You take the heart right out of me.”

Over My Head - Bad

“Just say that we agree and then never change, soften a bit until we all just get along.”

“And suddenly I become a part of your past. I'm becoming the part that don't last.”

“In the throw around, never thought that you wanted to bring it down. I won't let it go down till we torch it ourselves.”

[um, i thought the lyric was “torture ourselves” for 19 years, this was my favorite song for YEARS]

How to Save a Life - Jaiden & Roier [I'm hurting myself with this one]

“As he goes left, and you stay right. Between the lines of fear and blame, you begin to wonder why you came.”

“I lost a friend. Somewhere along in the bitterness and I would have stayed up with you all night, had I known how to save a life.”

“Lay down a list of what is wrong, the things you've told him all along and pray to God he hears you.”

“As he begins to raise his voice, you lower yours and grant him one last choice… He will admit to everything or he'll say he's just not the same.”

All at Once - Slime about his daughters (once he meets Sunny, based on past behavior)

“Sometimes the hardest thing and the right thing are the same. Maybe you want her, maybe you need her. Maybe you started to compare to someone not there. Maybe you want it, maybe you need it. Maybe it's all you're running from, perfection will not come.”

Fall Away - Baghera [side note, this song goes hard!]

“You fall away from your past but it's following you.”

“Something I've done that I can't outrun. Maybe you should wait, maybe you should run but there's something you've said that can't be undone.”

Heaven Forbid - Quackity

“Twenty years, it's breaking you down. Now that you understand, there's no one around.”

“Heaven forbid you end up alone. You don't know why.”

“Would you care to build a house of your own?”

“I don't know how to get you, out of this one”

Hundred - um, I think this is just all the islanders

“But I'm staring at what once was the wall separating east and west. Now they meet amidst the broad daylight.”

“And who's to say its wrong and who's to say that its not right where we should be for now.”

Vienna - Bad & Skeppy (or anyone with a loved one not on the island, I guess)

“The day's last one-way ticket train pulls in. We smile for the casual closure capturingThere goes the downpour. There goes my fare thee well. There's really no way to reach me.”

Dead Wrong - our solvers Pac (science) and Cellbit (enigmas)

“You said it for my sake, That I would not lose my way. When I was astray, I'm doing the best that I could trying my best to be understood. Maybe I'm changing slowly. I'd get out, turn around if only I knew I was dead wrong all along.”

“Did I really lose my way or are you afraid?”

Little House - Bagi [another banger song!]

“Something scratching its way out. Something you want to forget about. A part of you that'll never show. You're the only one that'll ever know.”

Trust Me - Our Immortals, Foolish and Bad

“I found a friend or should I say a foe. Said there's a few things you should know. We don't want you to see we come and we go. Here today, gone tomorrow.”

“We're only taking turns holding this world. It's how it's always been. When you're older you will understand.”

“But I said you and me we don't have honesty. The things we don't want to speak. I'll try to get out but I never will.”

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senjusonlygirlfriend · 2 years

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More Sanzu hc's!

I won't be able to post as much since I start school tomorrow, so enjoy this for now!!

Sanzu can tell when you're feeling stressed/anxious about something. He's learned your mannerisms, so he knows that something is troubling you and tries to comfort you the best he can. He'll do anything you ask him to.

Loves distracting you from work, especially at home when he feels super needy which is every second. At first he'll hang around the area you're working on, sighing every so often to try to get attention.

The second way he'll get your attention is just to remove your work from yourself. Picking you up, grabbing the work, he'll use any way to separate you. Then Sanzu will just cage you in his arms, not giving up his cuddling with you after not seeing you all day.

He swallows the food you make whole. Super or Lunch? He's happily waiting till that time rolls around, and always thinks about how thankful he is to have you. Makes you breakfast in bed as a thank you, or he'll treat you the whole morning to breakfast.

Sleeping in on days off are so domestic, I'm crying. The both of you just lay in bed, clinging to each other with not a worry in the world. No thoughts about work or gangs, just the warmth the other person provides. It's both of your guy's favorite days.

He just bursts into the room sometimes, and starts lip syncing a song like 'I was made for Lovin' you'. And he'll keep on doing it till the end of the song, having no shame at all. He'd never do it out in public, since he knows that you'll be super embarrassed. The happiest man when you get up and join him, the both are crowded around the phone/speaker.

Comforts you about anything that makes you nervous in the near future. Sanzu will have you cuddled up to his side/lap, as you tell him about everything that makes you anxious. One by one he'll give rebuttals about the thing you were anxious about, along with a kiss. Quickly adds that he'll punch a dude so much as looks at you the wrong way.

This man makes delicious food. You get home from work and don't wanna cook? He'll gladly put on that Hello Kitty apron and get cooking. He'd already have a bath run for you, so while you're relaxing in the bath he's cooking.

Likes holding your hand. It helps him ground himself if he ever spaces out, or he just wants to feel your hand in his. The both of you would be laying down, hands intertwined as the both of you talk about your days.

Gives you neck massages often, lightly nagging you about how you should take more breaks or have better posture. Once you let out a relieved sigh, you're putty in his hands.

Best one in tr to take care of you if you ever get sick, alough he is a bit over-bearing about it. He has like 8 types of medicine, 3 different soup flavors, and 5 boxes of tissue. I feel sorry for the poor soul that would try to hide it from him. He's dragging you back home from work and forces you to relax and let him take care of you.

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cheri-translates · 2 years

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[CN] ASMR Transcript - Deep in the Night (Victor)

🍒 Warning: This post contains detailed spoilers for an ASMR, 深宵, which has not been released in EN! 🍒

Your scent is a fragrance that he can’t get enough of.

[ Released in CN: 3 April 2022 ]

[ footsteps ]

You’ve been toying with that perfume bottle the entire night.

Aren’t you going to sleep yet?

I’m not rushing you.

I’m simply reminding you.

That the breakfast provided by this hotel

Is only available till 8am.

If you can’t wake up,

I won’t wait for you.

...playing coy won’t work.

You’re that reluctant to put it down?

Mm, it’s uncommon to see such nicely preserved perfume.

No wonder you liked it once you saw it in the second-hand store.

You’re starting to worry that the scent will change?

That’s too late.

There’s no need to worry.

If it’s preserved well,

No matter how many years pass,

The scent of the perfume will not change.

That’s correct.

This is a gift to one’s sense of smell which passed through time.

[ bottle clinking noises ]

The notes of the scent?

It’s probably related to the trends of that time.

I’ve never specially learnt perfume trends from the previous century.

It’s natural that there are things I’m unaware of.

But there’s a list of notes on the packaging.

It should state them very clearly.

Why are you hiding the box?

What thoughts are going through your head this time?

You want me to try identifying the notes through the scent?

What a childish challenge.

[ footsteps ]

You can add a bargaining chip?

Go on.

You’ll carry a parasol for me when we head out tomorrow?

No need for that.

Considering a certain someone’s height,

This isn’t realistic.

I don’t need a full body massage either.

If you insist on causing trouble for yourself,

Listen to my proposal.

If I identify the correct tones,

Your work-life schedule over the next few days before your trip ends

Will be arranged by me.

You’ll be prohibited from working late at night

And you’ll also be prohibited from grabbing me in the morning to sleep in with you.

I don’t dislike it.

But wasting two to three hours -

Don’t you find that long too?

What if I guess wrongly?

In that case, I’ll leave the leadership to you.

It’s very fair.

Mm.

Squandering time with you till the morning will be fine too.

[ Victor inhales ]

You haven’t decided?

Why the hesitation?

You’re worried that I’d sneak a glance at the list of tones?

...I’m not as childish as you are.

How do you want to feel at ease then?

Cover my eyes?

Oh?

So the reason why you took off the belt and strapped it over the back of the chair

Was to use it here.

You’re getting bolder.

Why are you blushing?

I didn’t say that you couldn’t.

Come here.

[ Victor noises ]

Have you tied it properly?

This is enough for you to feel at ease?

Sure enough, you’re a childish dummy.

...at this time,

Where else do you plan to go?

There’s no need for a fragrance blotter strip.

Just dab it on the back of your ear.

But what?

Haven’t you always used perfume there?

You can start.

[ Victor inhales ]

A very sweet scent of cinnamon.

Why are you hiding?

It tickles?

I haven’t touched your ear.

You were the one who initiated this challenge

But you’re dodging around now.

Come a little closer.

[ Victor inhales deeply into his massive chest ]

Don’t fidget.

The middle note is rose.

It’s very strong.

This place is famous for producing roses.

Using it as raw material for perfumes is very normal.

You thought about something?

That trip we took during the Rose Festival?

It did leave a deep impression.

A certain someone had a heatstroke but insisted on putting up a strong front and drinking wine.

In the end, she spilt an entire cup of wine all over the bed sheet.

I won’t continue then.

But when it comes to such “dark history” -

I don’t mind you creating a little more of them.

The base notes

Are musk and purlin wood.

A classic combination.

A pretty good woody scent.

I’ve already given my answers.

Now, it’s time for the verification.

[ rustling noises ]

Cannelle, rose.

Looks like my guesses for the top note and middle note are correct.

What’s left is the base note.

Continue.

[ rustling noises ]

Why are you stuck?

Don’t you know the meaning of this word?

It looks like a certain someone’s French has much room for improvement.

Bois de santal.

It means sandalwood.

Don't just nod.

Read it with me.

Your pronunciation isn’t accurate enough.

The shape of your mouth should be a little rounder.

Let the air flow brush the space between your teeth gently.

Lift the tip of your tongue.

[ kisses ]

I took advantage of you while you were caught off guard?

I simply treated you the way you treated me.

Don’t you remember?

I could help you remember.

Who suddenly lunged onto me during the Rose Festival

And licked red wine off her palm little by little in front of me?

And in the sky garden,

Who was the one who pulled me onto the bed?

I remember how

The flower bed swayed for a very long time.

So long that... it left a deep impression.

[ kisses ]

I’m not bringing up past grievances.

Memories and scents are linked.

When I smell the fragrance of roses,

It’s only natural to recall related experiences.

Why don’t you think about

What you should do

To make me forget these things...

As for the specifics,

The choice is with you.

Arch your back.

[ kisses + HE RIPS SOMETHING LOL ]

There’s no need to feel bad about it.

After getting up tomorrow afternoon,

I’ll accompany you in buying a new one.

Or leave it to room service...

[ kisses + HE CONTINUES RIPPING SOMETHING ]

You have changed the way I think.

Right now, I feel that

Sleeping a little late is fine.

[ rustling ]

✧ Call: here

✧ Text and moments: here

#mlqc #mlqc cn #mlqc spoilers #mlqc victor

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straykidsreactionsandscenarios · 1 year

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StayTeez Trope’Pril - Trope Prompt 2: Exes to lovers

Post Date: 5th April 2023 Content: Fluff - Exes to lovers : I.N x GN!Reader Word Count: 1.6k TW?: N/A

Summary: Coincidence or not, you end up bumping into your short term college sweetheart.

Scenario Mobile Masterlist Prompt List StayTeez Trope’Pril Masterlist

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Barely even speaking before hand, you're pushed towards Jeongin as your friends encourage you to tell him out.

The popular college kid, who barely knew you existed till now had only turned around to look at you with a soft smile.

"Hi... Uh..." You stutter, unable to form a proper sentence as your crushes smile makes you feel warm.

"What's up?" He replies shyly, suggesting to walk away from both party groups a little, making you feel more at ease talking to him.

Despite his friends getting rowdy because he's just being a gentleman, you felt comfortable even though your nerves were going through the roof.

"I- I was wondering if you'd like to go on a date... With me..." You push yourself, heart racing out of your chest and you thought you were going to pass out.

Jeongin ponders for a moment, sweetly smiling as he looks back at his friends before returning to face towards you, "Sure. Just message me later."

After a small but awkward goodbye, you walk away with your friends, all waiting to start cheering and giggling when you nodded confirmation that he said what seems to be a yes.

With the day's going by, questioning whether or not you should, your best friend makes you press that send button that started off your dating journey with Jeongin.

Unfortunately all the puppy love you had together wasn't lasting very long as you found yourselves to be quite distant and in fact, way different from each other where it seems to be no grounds of basis for the relationship to work on.

Agreeing it was best, you end the relationship on good terms, but part of both of you wished there was something more there for you but there wasn't nothing you could've done to improve it. Especially in college.

Years later, you notice his profiles come up on social media, and curiosity gets the best of you as you decide to see what he's been up to and it didn't look like much.

What caught you by suprise was the fact he didn't even seem to be in a relationship with anyone. You would've thought anyone would jump at the chance to be with him, kicking yourself for letting the relationship fall short for the moment.

"I'll catch you later, don't forget about the paperwork we need to hand in tomorrow." You laugh at your coworker who jokingly pretends to slam their head on their desk.

You only briefly looked up from your phone, nosing through Jeongin's profile when you almost walk into the door, cursing yourself before putting it away.

Seeing his profile got you thinking about him, how you wished things were different. Maybe if you weren't pushed into a relationship, or to even ask him out in the first place by your friends, there could've been a chance now.

The thought of possibly bumping into him bounces around your head. But you weren't sure on what you could've done if you did.

Part of you hopes he's happy, getting treated well and finds the perfect soulmate for him. But the other part would've been jealous.

The fact it ended on good terms, but you drifted so far apart when you left college, barely seeing him around and barely talking to him made you think he moved on completely in life.

The walk home back to your flat wasn't a trek, but you decided to take a longer route anyway. Only to waste time. Knowing you had loads to do when you got in, it only made you want to drag the walk out more.

You wanted to chill before the storm of stressing about paperwork and assignments for your other job comes around.

Walking through the high streets, the smell of take out food fills the air as you try and beat temptations. You knew you had left overs at home, but you were so exhausted, you weren't sure if you were going to eat them.

Heading towards your favourite take-out place, a familiar face looks in your direction.

The guy sits on the step of the cinema, bundle of roses in hand and looking quite glum, eyes sparkling when he notices you.

Getting closer to him, you second guess yourself. It would be to much of a coincidence if it was him, a scary one as you just not long practically stalked his social media.

But the closer the get, the more you recognise that beautiful smile on his face as he stands up, walking towards you.

"Y/N?" He calls out shyly, evidently second guessing himself as he stays back a little out of precaution and your heart jumps to your throat.

"Jeongin?" You reply, tilting your head to the side as both of you break out into huge smiles, Jeongin instinctively giving you a gentle hug.

"What are you doing here?" You ask, looking down at the roses, "Surprising the other half, huh?" You point out of the flowers, and it hurt a little to say.

"Ah, no. I think I've been stood up, I was meant to be meeting this girl for a date. But I've been waiting here for an hour, no contact from her either". He replies, smile turning into a frown as he grasps both hands around the bundle of flowers.

"I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to-" You go to apologise, but he stops you, shaking his head.

"It's okay, I expected it. It's okay. How have you been anyway? Anyone been lucky enough to court you?" He laughs, and you can tell it pained him to ask this too.

Shaking your head in reply, you gesture your hands in front of you, down in front of your body, "Seems no one is attracted to this."

Jeongin's eyes blow up in suprise to your reply, "How? You're absolutely gorgeous."

The subtle flirting compliment makes you feel fuzzy, thanking him quietly as you both stand there in a minor moment of awkward silence.

Cogs turn in your head, and you could tell he was thinking about something too.

"So uh- Are you doing anything later?" You blabbed out, not wanting to leave so soon. Part of you was happy that this happened.

"Well, not anymore. But I did have a table booked for dinner at the restaurant down the road after the cinema." He replies, shrugging as he can't keep his eyes off of you.

"Would you like to go for dinner? And catch up?" He asks so sweetly, it made it hard for you to say no to him, "Only if you're free that's all. I don't want to intrude on your life, again."

Looking back up at him, you share a grin, unable to stop yourself, "I'd love to."

His face beams brightly as he heads in the direction of the restaurant, letting you catch up to his side.

It was a quiet walk there but the awkwardness seems to be wearing off, and memories of the past slowly start to creep back.

It felt like you were 19 again, going on dates back in college. Finding yourself getting giddy whenever he looks over at you sweetly.

With a little small talk about everything that's gone on in your lives, finding out about a possible promotion for him, you couldn't be even more proud.

"Well, at least you don't have a desk job, it sucks." You laugh, taking a seat in the restaurant as he laughs back.

"It can't be that bad."

"Oh, it is. Constant paperwork. It's tiring."

"I guess so." He replies back, rolling up the sleeves of his shirt, and slowly pushes the bundle of roses towards you, "These compliment your eyes anyway, plus weren't they your favourite?"

The fact the he remembered that made your heart flutter all over again as you pick them up and smell them, sighing happily as you set them down beside you.

The entire rest of the meal included conversations about memories, friend and everything in between. And now, you're finding yourselves to have a lot kore in common than you originally thought.

And of course, as always, Jeongin insisted on walking you home. Like he had always down when you dated. Even if you did live a two minute walk away from campus.

Getting to your door step, you struggle with letting the idea of having to let him leave now but didn't want to seem to forward.

This makes you go to grab your keys slowly, as he gently places a hand on your shoulder, making you turn to look at him with suprise.

Without anything being said, he leans in, placing a gentle kiss on your lips as his hand rests against your cheek. Instantly pulling away and apologises.

"I'm so sorry... I-" He blushes, and tries to back away, but you grab his hand gently in time for him to move too far away from you.

"Please. Don't apologise. I've kinda wanted to do that all night." You shyly say, unable to stop yourself from getting flustered as he tries his best to hold back.

"I haven't stopped thinking about you, Y/N. I've tried to move on. But you were always there in my mind. I was hoping to bump into you, to tell you." He rushed to speak, flustered himself as he quickly shuts himself up.

"Why don't you come in? We can have a chat? Plus, I've been the same. So let's catch up then maybe. I'll ask for another kiss." You smirked, opening up your front door and offering for him to go in first.

"I'd love that".

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Hey, I was wondering if you could do a match-up for Harry Potter! Specifically the Marauders Era.

Female, She/They, Pansexual

Plus size!, but more thighs (and boobs) than anything, dirty blonde hair, blue eyes, i have glasses,

My personality is loving, patient, (surprisingly) smart and good at classes, but that's probably bc I'm determined and work hard- I can be really sassy though, nurturing, I have to stick to a semi strict schedule, forgiving, and I guess caring, also im an ambivert!! (I just kinda looked up personality traits and went with what I thought fit me. Bear with me.)

Likes: Reading, writing, SWEATERS, school, candles, blankets, sour candy, chocolate, sunflowers, sunsets, the moon

Dislikes: When my schedule gets completely destroyed, sudden and really big change, people who chew with their mouth open, feeling really embarrassed and like everyone is judging me, olives,

Extra fun facts: I have chronic headaches, bad knee problems in my right knee 😍, if I have an assignment I will always do way too much for it

Hope that's okay and you're okay with doing this, and I hope i did it right!!! Sorry for any spelling mistakes :)

Annos, please never apologize for spelling errors, lol. I don't know if you've read my posts, but I can not spell either. I am incredibly reliant on Grammarly, and my partner makes fun of me for it regularly.

Also, does anyone else pretend/feel like that lady from Mulan when they do these matchups? No, just me. Aight, I'll be in the corner now.

~~~~~MATCH UP~~~~~

Annon, I must match you with the sweetest boy of the tricksters.

Remus Lupin

~~Headcanons~~

This man would bake you and buy you the best chocolates. He will curb your sweet tooth like no tomorrow.

He respects a girl who is not afraid to be herself, and if anyone tries to put you down and make you get in your head, he's not scared to be a big bad wolf ( see what I did there )

He loves it when you can put up with his three headaches. Wait, he means friends.

He would want to study with you all the time, so much so that James, Sirius, and Peter complain about missing their friend.

MANS WOULD WEAR MATCHING SWEATERS PROVE ME WRONG

Remus strikes me as the guy who will get you flowers just because, so expect to be showered with your favorites. However, he always forgets that he should buy you flowers on a holiday.

Though he is afraid of the full moon, watching the skies with you any other time has become an enjoyable pastime, especially to see you light up.

When he has to hide away for the full moon, he makes you a goodie basket to 'remember' him by till he comes back.

If you are ever feeling unwell or hurt, he will carry you up to his dorm and make you comfy in his bed. He will get you all the fixings to cure your ailments. I'm talking hot water bottles, heavy blankets, blackout curtains, water, pain medicine, and, of course, cuddles.

~~~~~Blurb~~~~~

You sat in the library waiting for Remus to arrive for your study date. As you finished your potion essay for him to look over, an exhausted, panting Sirius appeared before you. You looked up at him, amused, "Y/N, I am telling you we need him for Quidditch. Please, please, tell him to skip Hogsmeade this weekend." As Sirius was begging, he got down on his knees.

Around the corner soon came James looking almost as exhausted as the other boy in front of you. You chuckle into your hand, knowing that the Librarian will soon grow tired of the Maurder's antics. "Boys, you know he is his own person, right? What makes you think I have any say." You looked at the boys innocently. With a scoff, Sirius stood, wrapping his arm around James' shoulder. "Y/N, the man is so in love with you that he talks to you in his dreams. Of course, he will listen to you."

Before you could open your mouth again, James and Sirius were on the floor, this time due to a perfectly timed nudge to the back of their knees. Remus looked up at you and smiled softly, "Hi, my sweet. I brought you some treats." Placing down your candy, which he knew you favored, he sat across from you, ready to study.

James popped up from the floor, "Look, Y/N, he's even wearing a matching jumper with you! We have asked to match as a group of friends for ages. You can't tell me this man isn't whipped." You laughed at the remark, watching Remus nudge the back of James' knee again, causing him to collapse.

~~~~~EXTRA~~~~~

(You are looking up at the stars with the whole friend group. Your head is placed in Remus' lap. Peter is asleep lounging on the grass. Sirius, James, and Lily are all leaning back, looking at the stars.)

Y/N: Do you think that when the first people watched the stars, they thought they were crazy when they started moving each night.

Sirius: Wait, do the stars move each night?

James: I thought it was the moon that moved.

Lily: Sometimes it amazes me how you two breathe on your own.

Remus: (rubbing his temples, feeling the headache coming on) I'm glad someone else said it.

I hope you enjoy!!

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