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KINKTOBER day 10

pairing: darkish!marvel ladies x fem!reader, wanda x reader, natasha x reader, kate x reader, yelena x reader, carol x reader, maria x reader

sumarry: you were kiddnapped, but a group of the mightiest herous will save your life and you can´t be more thankful

warnings: kidnapping, guns mentioned, little dark themes, kissing, touching, dirty talk, smut!!!, eating out, nickname "sir", catching somone having sex, voyeurism kinda, slight angst, wanda controlling your mind, and also reading your mind, group sex mentioned, ladies talking about planning on using you, knife play a little, little shitty writting, it takes forever to get into something, oopsies, if anything else - let me know!

word count: 7k

an: our last day! little crazy how time flies, we wont get into it or ill cry, but truly thank you for all the likes, reblogs, shares and comments! im giggling like a little girl, since few of my favs here commented or likes something soooo thank u!!!! sm!

an2: it was fun and chaotic at the same time! i love you all, stay safe and hopefully i wont dip away.:P

(italics = your thoughts)

!MDNI!

Enjoy this last spooky day and be safe!

You couldn´t see anything at all, the only sense you could count on right now is your hearing, which is not much of a helper. All you could hear is the engine running and some soft music playing in the front.

You try to move, but your hands are tied together and so are your legs, trying to remeber what happened made your head hurt, so you quickly gave up on that.

After what felt like hours the car finally stopped. You open your eyes, but it is still pitch black, even when you hear someone open the doors, there is nothing in your sight. Then it hit you, you´re maybe in a box, that´s why it´s so hot and you can barely breathe here.

Trying to feel where you are is a good start and you were right, you are in a box.

Someone opens the back of the car, and you feel that you´re finally moving, they put you down, which wasn´t the gentlest way, but since you´re tied up, these people probably don´t care about your well-being.

"Open it," you hear an old man says.

"Money first," this is someone else, someone who is standing right next to you, you´re still seeing pitch black and that is the most terrifying out of everything right now. Even if your try to run away, you don´t know where to, there could be fifty other guys standing there, so you´re in really shitty situation.

"No. I need to see if she´s alive and if it´s truly her." It´s the first voice again.

"She is, now give me the money."

What the hell is going on? They want my organs? But they wouldn´t want me alive? Or would they? Maybe they need the organs fresh, shit. My organs?

Your overthinking is making your heart beat faster, than if you would run a marathon now.

But is it really overthinking if this is the most possible outcome of this... deal?

"I want to see her. I won´t give you shit, if I´ll found her dead inside the box." The man is clearly mad now.

You can hear someone else coming, it sounds like a motorcycle. "Oh so you brought backup?"

"Me? Stop fucking playing around." You can hear that both of them are unease, their voices are filled with anger and it´s just a question of time, when they will explode like a bomb. You´re hoping you won´t be the center of catastrophe.

The motorcycle stops and you can hear someone re-load a gun.

A gun? Holy shit.

"Oh come on boys? What do you think you´re doing here, hm?" You can hear a woman speaking, her voice has a hint of smokiness and a certain level of strength, making it both captivating and commanding. It's a voice that demands attention and conveys a sense of experience and resilience. You could bet your life that you already heard this voice somewhere.

You don´t really know what´s goining on, but you feel like they´re just pointing guns at eachother, at least that´s what you´ve imagined.

The lady chuckles. "You are all surronded, nowhere to run, nowhere to hide," it was a quiet for a little bit, after she starts to speak again, "I wouldn´t done that if I was you, see the red dots? Yeah I have backup. And yours? Already arested," she adds.

Arested? Oh she´s from the police! Police! Yes!

You can hear how someone is walking closer to you, but from a totally different way then you heard the people talk before. But that is the last think you think of, before you completly pass out.

...

Beep, beep, beep.

Is all you can hear, before you can even open your eyes. You take a few deep breaths and with that, you slowly open them. The light isn´t as sharp as you thought it´s gonna be, so you blink a few times and your already adjusted to being awake.

Looking around give you an answer where you are, the hospital. All of your clothes are on the chair, packed in a plastic bag. So it must have ended good, the lady arested the bad guys and now you´re in the hospital, which isn´t your favorite place, but hey, you could be in a coffin now, so you see it as a win.

You don´t even feel in pain, maybe you´re head hurt a little bit, but you´re used to it. You slowly trace your hand all over your body, but you think you´re all good.

A person coming into your room pulls you out of your thoughts, as you look up at them, you notice is The Natasha Romanoff. One of The Avengers. One of the coolest people in the whole world!

Your eyes widen at her standing next to you with a little smile on her face. "You´re finally awake, how are you feeling?" her voice was so soothing, you feel like she could bring you from dead if that was the case.

As you observe Natasha´s outfit, you can't help but be drawn to her effortlessly cool and edgy style. She's wearing sleek, form-fitting black pants that hug her curves perfectly, adding a touch of boldness to her overall look. The pants highlight her long, lean legs, accentuating her confidence. Her choice of a white tank top underneath the black leather jacket is simple, it shows you just enough of her abs to let you know, that she could kill with them.

"I- uh good. Great. Amazing." She chuckles at your answer.

"So I assume the pills are working." She nods her head and sits on your bed.

"Meds?" A noticable confusion is written on your face and Natasha speaks right away, to ease your nerves.

"How much do you remeber, (Y/N)?" Natasha puts her hand on your forehead to check if you have a fever.

"Um... I remeber being in a box and being scared," Natasha hums, "I also remeber having my hands and legs tied and I- uh remeber and then I just..." you shrug.

"Okay." She nods again. "You don´t have to worry now, we took care of them and you´re safe." Natasha gives you a smile, that did make you feel way better. You knew she was a badass and pretty too, but in person?

She´s stunning, how can someone be this perfect? Like it is not fair.

"Althrough..." she sighs.

"What? Althrough what?"

"We´re not sure if they worked alone and knowing your status, we can´t risk you getting hurt again." She adds.

"My status? I´m sorry, I have zero idea what you´re talking about." If you were confused before, then you don´t know what you are now.

"Oh, detka. They did numbers on you." You could see the concern in her face.

Numbers? On me? What?

"You were missing for few months and when me and the rest of the team found you.. you were unconsious. That was 2 weeks ago, we weren´t sure if you´ll wake up. But you did and that´s amazing news, but we need to make sure, that you are safe." Natasha takes your hand in hers.

After that Natasha left you alone and you were trying to piece the things together, but everytime you tried, you got horrible headache.

What status? Who- what?

...

During the first week, it was only Natasha who came to visit you. Each time you inquired about leaving the hospital room, she staunchly insisted that you should stay and rest. Even though you expressed your boredom and eagerness to step out of the room multiple times, assuring her that you felt better, she stood unwaveringly by her belief that you needed the rest after everything you had been through.

She visited you everyday and you realized how sweet The Black Widow actually is and how much comfort she brings you in those confusing times. But you couldn´t help, but notice what her slight touches make you feel. Touching your forehead to make sure, you don´t have a fever. Touching your hand to get your attention or just putting your fallen hair behind your ear.

She brushes your hair every morning, reads to you, she even brought you a coloring book, which always brought you some sense of comfrot. And if Natasha wouldn´t be the one who brought it out, you would completly forget that something as kidnapping has happened to you.

...

This morning Natasha is not alone, she softly knocks three times as she did each morning and then slowly walks in with another person behind her.

"(Y/N), this is-" You cut Natasha off.

"Wanda Maximoff!" You basically yell. "S-sorry, I just... I know who you are." You sligthly blush at the two women in front of you.

Wanda chuckles. "That´s me. Pleasure to meet you, (Y/N)." She comes closer and shakes your hand, her hand felt incredibly soft, like a gentle caress of silk against the skin, inviting warmth and comfort.

"You don´t know what happened to you, but you remeber all of our names?" Natasha laughs as she teases.

"I mean..." you shrug. "You are The Avnegrs! So of course I know who you are." You look away from Natasha´s gaze.

"Sorry, that was a stupid joke." Natasha put few fallen pieces behind your ear and smiles at you.

"No, no. It´s fine, you had a great point there." You smile back at her. The readhead nods. "I brought Wanda, becuase she will take care of you now, for few days, before the doctors will release you." Nat smiles.

"Oh really? When I´m going home?" You were so glad you´ll be home soon.

Wanda just send a quick eyebrow raise to Nat.

"What?" You look between the two women in the room.

"Detka, you will be released from the hospital wing, but we still can´t promise there won´t be anyone waiting for you outside, so we decided that you will spend some time here, in the compound."

"Oh." Natasha´s words caught you off guard as you really don´t know what to feel now. You couldn't help but blush and feel a bit shy as you heard Natasha call you by that nickname, but at the same time her words made you a little sad, you still have to kinda locked up..

Wanda notices right away, without having to read your thoughts, that you weren´t really sure about this scenario. "But I promise I´m way more fun, than boring Tasha. We can read, play games and after you´ll be on your legs we can bake, cook, I can teach you how to play guitar and many more exiting things!" You smile, that does sound good, but what about all of your clothes and... other stuff you had to have, before that incident.

"We can go shopping too!" Natasha sends Wanda a quick glare as a warning.

"Well... better to be bored than dead, right?" You chuckle, but none of them even smiled at your joke, which was incredibly embarrassing.

"Don´t joke about that, detka." It was the first time you saw Natasha actually mad.

...

You are finally off the hospital wing, Doctor Cho told you that you need to rest and if there is anything wrong, you can call her asap. At the end she is working for the Avengers and getting calls in the middle of the night isn´t something unusual.

Being a week with Wanda was so fun, she told you all the stories from her life, you watched many sitcoms together and her cooking skills are amazing! Anything she cooked for you, you crave for some more. You´re really positive about her putting some drug in the deserts, because everything was just so good and addicting, it´s not even possible.

You two also spent hours on online websites shopping, for your new clothes, boots and everything you needed. Wanda payed for everything of course. Even though she told you, "Don´t worry about it," you still feel bad for spending so much of her money.

You´re currently waiting for Wanda, to walk with you to the main room, for you to meet the rest of the team. You were very nervous, but if Nat and Wanda were so nice to you and made sure you were safe all the time, you believe that the rest of the team is the same.

"There she is!" Wanda comes to you, hugging you closly. Like any other day, she was warm and you feel even better.

"Here I am. But I can take it-" You say as Wanda grabs the one plastic bag with your stuff.

"None of that, malysh. You need to rest."

"This weights basically zero zero nothing, I could-" You met Wanda´s eyes, "thank you for taking my bag." You smile.

"That´s what I´ve thought, malyshka." These nicknames will kill you, sooner or later. The two of you went to the living room, which was a two floors above you. The ride in the elevator was quiet and comfrotable.

Bing.

Wanda immedietly links your hands with yours, which you don´t mind it at all, it´s actually calming your nerves and she knows it very well. There is no need to read your mind, your body is speaking for you this time, with your relaxed posture and the little adorable smile on your face.

"They are nice, but little... hectic and full of energy. If anything, let me know and we can go to the bedroom." Wanda smiles.

"Thank you, WanWan," you smile back, if her and Nat can give you nicknames, you will think of something too. "I think I can manage, um... will Nat be there?"

Wanda smiles at her new nickname and then shakes her head, "Natasha is coming later tonight, you know, Avengers stuff." You simpy nod.

You could hear the other teammates right away, but you hear only women´s voices. You were honestly glad. Not like you don´t like the male Avengers, but... they are still males, so you already felt more comfortable knowing there are only bunch of ladies.

Wanda opens the door for you and walks right behind you. "Ladies, I´d like you to meet someone, someone very special, so please don´t attack her with questions or any other... things." She giggles and you look around and you feel like in a dream.

Carol Danvers, Kate Bishop, Yelena Belova, and Maria Hill are all seated on a comfortable, oversized sofa, while Wanda still stands beside you.

"Hai," you whisper as you awkwardly put your hand up in some sort of a wave.

All you could hear was all sorts of greetings, "Hi! Hello! Oh finally, hey!..." The sudden outpour of warmth takes you by surprise, and you can't help but blush and offer a shy smile in response to their overwhelming hospitality.

"Easy, ladies!" Wanda quickly says.

"Move, Maximoff." The Captain Marvel herself says as she stands up.

"No. All of you are like a bunch of hawks and (Y/N) is tiny, not a chance I will leave her all alone in this." Wanda grips your hand tighter.

You blush as you look at Carol.

"Im Carol, nice to meet you, (Y/N)." She smirks at you.

"I- I know... and you are Maria, Kate, Yelena," you smile as you point at each of them.

Wanda giggles. "She is our big fan," she explains.

"Ohh, is she?" Maria finally speak, "do you kow the rest of the ladies?"

"The rest?" You look at her, not knowing, who is the rest. "You´re living here with everyone? Like everyone? Where are the guys?" you obviously have many question.

"Most of us do, but sometimes there is a mission of world so-" Carol is cut off by Maria.

"Don´t start with this bulshit, Danvers. Like you´re something special, just because you can travel to space..." The brown haired girl rolls her eyes.

"I didn´t say I´m special, you did." Carol winks at her. Wanda leans closer to you and whisper right into your ear. "This is a daily basis on here, you´ll get used to it," she giggles and so did you.

"To answer your quiestion fully," Kate clears her throat, "all the ladies live here, all of us got room and it´s just like a never ending sleepover." Kate chuckles, she is probably the same age as you, or little older, which makes you feel better around everyone.

"And no. There are no guys. Is that a bad thing?" Yelena says without zero emotion in her voice.

"No! No, no, no! I mean I bet they are great, but I´m into girls. I mean... as a fact, I think you guys," you point at them, "just do it better. Way badass, smarter, faster, everything is just waaay better, you know?" you tried to save youself, but it didn´t work at all. Even Yelena has a slight smirk on her face.

"You were right, Maximoff. She is cute." Yelena nods towards you and Wanda.

"So you´re into ladies?" Kate smiles.

"No, yes. I mean yes, but I didn´t mean it like that in the previous context," you answer her.

"What was the context then?" Now it was Wanda speaking right into your ear.

You are quiet for a second and then just shrug, "I guess i didn´t want to talk shit about the male Avengers." you chuckle.

"Don´t worry, we won´t tell them." Kate laughs.

"Well... if you know a lots of things about us, isn´t it fair for us to know little something about you too?" Carol sits on a couch next to Maria.

"Go sit, malysh, I´ll bring you something to drink." Wanda sligtly pushes you towards the couch, when her hand leave your lower back, you already miss her touch.

You sit between Kate and Carol, while Maria stares at you with a slight smirk. So you quickly look at the youngest Avenger, and you can already tell, that she´s really exited to talk to you and get to know you better.

You sit nervously between Carol and Kate, feeling a bit overwhelmed by the attention. Carol leans back confidently, a smirk on her face. "So, what's your thing, hobbies, what´s your favorite food?"

"Um, well, I like uh, reading. And I enjoy cooking as well."

Kate is like a exited pupppy. "That's cool! Any favorite books? Oh, and, do you have a go-to pizza topping?"

Wanda comes back with the water and place it on the table, giving Kate a stern look, "easy Bishop," then she sits on the chair right in front of you.

"I love reading fantasy novels. And, for pizza, I'm a sucker for pepperoni."

Maria and Yelena, watching you, listen intently, their interest evident in their expressions.

Carol smiles, "That's awesome. We should have a cooking night together sometime. What do you say?"

You and Wanda make eye contact "Well... I already planned that with Wanda, so..."

"Oh really, Maximoff? We´re already calling dibs? That is not fair." Carol rolls her eyes.

"Or all of us can cook together?" You smile at Carol.

"Carol in the kitchen is the worst way of dying, so it´s a no for me." Yelena mumbles and leaves the room, Maria following closely behind. "Agreed."

"I can teach you! The simple things are not that hard, right Wanda?"

The girl infront of you just sighs and nods, "Sadly it´s not."

"Oh come on, don´t be so harsh on her, I bet it´s not that terrible... right?" You feel more and more comfortable with all the ladies around you.

...

"It´s not that terrible, right?" Wanda mocks you as you see flour flying, ingredients get mixed up, and the result is far from what the recipe intended.

Wanda and Kate exchange amused glances, but they both maintain their composure, trying not to laugh. You, though, can't help but chuckle, as you didn't expect this level of chaos in the kitchen.

Carol, with a sheepish grin, looks at her culinary creation. "I promise, I'm better at saving the world than making food."

"You better be, Danvers." Wanda smirks as she smacks her dirty hand on Carol´s ass, leaving a white mark on her black sweatpants.

"Oh you´re so in, Maximoff!" Carol turns around and runs for her, to get her revange.

You and Kate burst into laughter, all in good spirits. Despite the kitchen disaster, the shared experience brings the group closer together.

You jump on the messy kitchen counter, smiling from ear to ear. "That was... fun."

Kate nods and turns to look at you, "yup." She moves closer to you and touch your nose with her finger from... butter? You guess. "But at least now you see why is Wanda doing all the cooking. Sometimes Nat, but mostly our witchy." Kate is being very close to you know, her hands resting on your thighs.

"Fair point." You look down and blush, "maybe we should start cleaning?"

Kate shakes her head, "Wanda does a little poof and everything is clean, don´t worry about that."

"If Wanda survives." You point out.

"True." Kate chuckles.

"You have very blue eyes." You don´t know where this comment came from.

"I do, yeah. And you have very y/e/c eyes, (Y/N)." Kate is now whispering.

Nodding your head seem like the only good idea, since you don´t trust your voice at the moment.

"Would you like me to show you around and maybe later show you my room?" Kate asks, while staring at you.

"Oh are you flirting, Kate Bishop?" You roll your eyes at her.

She tilts her head, "what? You have such a dirty mind, miss (Y/N). I am not flirting with you, you would notice if I would." She squeezes your thighs and step away from you, "you going or what?" She smirks at you.

And with the most dramatic groan you jump off the counter and follow her through the compound.

...

After Kate showed you around, you were positive that you need a map, because there is no way you would remeber all the catacombs and shortcuts. No way.

And final stop, Kate´s floor. Warm, soft light streams into the room from a string of fairy lights above the windows, creating a cosy atmosphere. In one corner, a leather chair and a sleek, modern desk scattered with papers from her most recent missions indicate her dedication as a superhero. A collection of classic bass guitars in another corner, all neatly organized. Her two worlds—the life of an skilled archer and the spirit of adventure of a young hero—combine in balance in the room.

"Oh my god- it´s so cozy in here!" You smile as you look around, seeing all the bows and special arrows on the wall. "Wow," you mumble as your hand wants to touch her black bow with silver ornaments on it, "may I?"

"Go ahead, I don´t use these." She smiles.

Your finger traces those shapes up and down, but your attention switches into something else, many pictures on the wall made you giggle out loud, "No way! You have Halloween nights here?!" You look at a few pictures on the wall, but one catches your eye right away.

As you gaze at the Halloween picture, you can't help but smile at the fun and creativity captured in the snapshot. In the center, Kate Bishop stands proudly, dressed as a demon, her costume is complete with horns, pitchfork, and an impish grin that perfectly matches her cocky spirit.

To her left, Maria Hill is a regal Queen of Hearts, her costume rich in detail, from the heart-adorned scepter to the ornate, card-themed headdress, giving her an air of authority with a playful twist. That she has even without this costume.

Beside Maria, Natasha Romanoff stands as the Queen of Spades, her costume exuding an air of confidence. Her attire is a perfect blend of elegance and danger, with a spade symbol adorning her crown. And of course, her one and only iconic smirk.

Wanda Maximoff, on the other hand, adds a touch of the Wild West to the group as she confidently portrays a cowboy. Her fringe-trimmed jacket, wide-brimmed hat, and toy six-shooter holster create a vibrant, yee-haw Western charm.

Carol Danvers, in contrast, takes on a divine role, embodying a goddess with her shimmering costume and ethereal accessories. Around her waist, a gilded belt cinches the gown, emphasizing her muscle figure. It is adorned with intricate patterns and symbols that hint at ancient mysticism. Her accessories are no less impressive – a tiara with sparkling gemstones graces her brow, and her wrist cuffs shimmer with a radiant energy.

Finally, Yelena Belova channels her inner child (kinda) as she steps into the shoes of Lara Croft. Her outfit mimics the iconic video game character's attire, complete with dual holstered pistols, a utility belt.

"You thought we´re boring or what?" Kate walks up behind you.

"A little bit." You admit, "but this looks so fun! I´m quite upset I´ve missed that."

"Don´t worry, you´ll get an opportunity. But I´ll bite, what would you dress up as?" Kate voice sending shivers down your spine.

"Hm..." you turn around, "I take Halloween very seriously, so..." you try to think. "Well since Wanda was a cowboy, I would go as a reversed cowboy. You know, put a little UNO reverse card on my head. It´s funny and also good effort." You giggle.

"Oh, sweet sweet (Y/N), you´re wilder than I thought," Kate chuckles, "I like that idea, now I´m quite upset too, you would be such a fun to our little party." She winks.

You´re stomach feels like it´s filled with butterflies, that are trying to get into your whole body.

"You feel my flirting, huh?" Kate smirks again.

"Oh shush, I don´t want to boost your ego." You want to turn around, but Kate grabs you by your waist.

"You don´t need to, pretty girl."

"Kate..." You´re glancing at her lips, then back into her blue eyes and then back on her lips.

"Hm?" Kate knows and you know that she knows and that makes you even more frustrated.

"I- I don´t know what to s-" you barely whisper.

"Then don´t say anything, I´ve got you. It´s all good, you´re safe with me here, okay?" Kate whispers and with you nodding your head, Kate leans in and your lips connect. Her lips are incredibly soft. Second ego, you were shy around the archer, but now, you want more, you crave more. She´s holding your hips, her strong grip making you feel secured and that´s all it matters now.

As you found yourself captivated by the enchanting presence of the Bishop girl, it was a moment of shared intimacy, and none among you were present enough to recognize the subtle observe of the Witch and Captain. The door had been unintentionally left ajar, providing an unanticipated point for the two observers. From their concealed perch, they had a front-row seat to the scene. This unintentional voyeurism presented a silent spectacle that would be etched in the memory of all involved, forever preserving that delicate moment.

"Really? Bishop is the first one?" Carol whispers, and Wanda gazes at her with a mix of understanding and frustration. She senses the storm in Carol, and it resonates with her because she feels the same emotions. Deep inside, Wanda hoped she would be the first to share that intimate moment with you. She had been so close, with Natasha temporarily away, but fate had other plans, and Kate Bishop claimed the coveted position first.

"Look, Carol, she´s really into it." Wanda´s jealous thought disappears, as she sees you pulling Kate closer and slightly biting her lip.

"How many weeks did Natasha said to wait? 8-9? And we will discuss it? I knew it was bulshit." Carol chuckles.

Wanda smirks and takes a picture of you and Kate making out, sending it straight to Natasha, with a message on it 'What if our new plaything is not waiting?'

After literally 5 seconds, Wanda´s phone lit up with a new message from Natasha, 'omw.'

...

After your pretty heavy make out session with Kate, everything was different around the compound. Kate was by your side almost every minute and the other girls were as well. Everyone but Natasha. You didn't know if you did something wrong or if she had just a lot of avenger's work, but you wanted her attention.

“I wouldn't go there, right now.” Maria says as she somehow appears right behind you.

You were just about to knock on Natasha´s door to her office. Due to Maria, you pull your hand away, “why?”

“She´s just not in the right mood now.” The agent explains.

“Well, me neither, so-” you turn around and knock three times.

“You´re really stubborn, huh?” Maria chuckles and turns around, walking away.

“I already told you that I don´t have the time for your-” you hear behind the door, until the door opened, “oh, it´s you.” Natasha´s voice went from raspy angry spy to nice Natty, who used to brush your hair every morning, when you have been in the hospital wing.

“It´s me.” You smile a little and without another word you step inside her office.

Natasha watches you; she tilts her head waiting for your next move.

“I kinda invited myself, sorry. But I have a question.” You give her office a quick glance, nothing original, just a big modern office, with lots of paperwork everywhere.

The view is special though, you can take in the lush expanse of the garden, every detail from the blooming flowers to the trees. And beyond the garden's beauty, the panorama stretches out to reveal the entire cityscape. Skyscrapers rise majestically, their windows reflecting the sunlight, while the urban landscape sprawls in all directions. “I´m listening.” The redhead closes the door.

“Did I do something wrong? Or... like why don’t we talk anymore? You barely look at me when you come into the room, I just- did I do something wrong? I know you have a lot of work because the people who tried to... you know, but uh- like what's going on, Natty?” The nickname slips out and you don’t even notice, but Natasha did, she always notices those small details.

You can hear her sigh, that´s never a good sign.

Shit.

“Detka, sit.” She nods towards the chair in her office, and you quickly did so. “It´s not like I don’t want to talk to you, I do. But I just thought that you´re already taken and I do not mess into someone else's business.” That was a lie, another one, that you can´t catch on.

“What do you mean?” You quickly mumble, feeling like a kid who did something bad, since Natasha is standing above you now.

“You and Kate.”

“We- we uh are not dating, if that’s what you're asking.” You blush.

“I'm not asking, (Y/N). But I would appreciate if next time you would be honest with me.” Natasha turns around.

“But I am! We are not dating, we- are just friends.”

“Friends?” Natasha turns back to face you, looking down at her phone scrolling, trying to find a picture that Wanda send to her. “Is this what friends do?”

Shit, where did she get the picture?!

“I-” you can't find any words that would help. You feel horrible, even though you didn’t do anything wrong, or did you?

“I need to work now, to keep you safe, remember? So... if that´s all, see you at dinner.” Natasha looks sad, incredibly sad in fact. She opens the door for you and without anything else you leave.

After few minutes of standing behind Natasha´s door, you decided that you need to blow off some steam and the Avengers compound has everything, so some boxing and sauna after don´t sound like a bad idea at all. Even though you had a boxing class like once in your life, you´ll manage, at least that´s what you hope.

…

It was not actually that bad, you feel exhausted, but also little better, hoping that sauna will do the rest of the magic.

What you didn’t know is that you're not the only one craving to ease your nerves there.

As you open the door you see quite a pleasing sign in front of you, Carol Danvers eating out Wanda right in the sauna, where you wanted to rest. You are like a deer caught in the lights, before you can say anything, the witch notices you and smirk.

“We have an audience, Captain,” she whispers between her moans.

Carol turns her head, and her eyes meet yours, “wanna join?” the blonde one chuckles as Wanda slaps her hand playfully.

You don´t answer, you´re too occupied staring at Carol´s well-defined arms, you can see her veins, which switch something inside you.

“Earth to (Y/N),” Wanda chuckles, “would you like to finish me, malyska?”

“N-no, sorry! Shit! I didn´t know that- you uh- it will be occupied!” and with that you run away.

“She was staring at you.”

“She was basically drooling.”

“Oh please! Don't let it get to your head!

“Do you want to cum or not?”

“Yes, captain.”

“Then shut your pretty mouth.” Carol smirks as she dives back into the witch´s sensitive spot.

…

“I didn’t know Carol and Wanda are dating,” you sip from your newly opened water bottle.

“Um... they are not.” Kate looks at you.

“I´m pretty sure they are,” small giggle is escaping your mouth.

“How so?” The taller girl tilts her head, “I´ll bite.”

“I found them in the sauna together!” You look at Kate, “and they were... you know...”

“Naked? Well that´s usually the scenario in the sauna, (Y/N).” She laughs.

“I mean yeah they were naked, but they were... being close, intimate!”

Kate is obviously not catching what you're trying to say.

“They were fucking, Bishop.” Yelena says as she enters the kitchen. “Carol has pretty high sex drive since she´s ‘off planet’ most of the time.”

“Oooh!” Kate says as she understands you now, but she does not look shocked.

“So, they are like friends with benefits kind of a thing?”

“If you want to label it, then I guess.” Yelena shrugs and you blush, imagining what you have seen earlier.

Carol and Wanda then enter the kitchen as well, you don´t dare to look into their eyes, but you can feel that they are staring at you. You can bet anything in the world that they are also smirking. “What´s for dinner? I'm kinda hungry.” Captain Carol says.

“You´ve just ate, Danvers!” Kate says it in a teasing way, which makes Wanda giggle and Yelena smirk.

“But I would still eat some more, what do you say Bishop, you up for it?” the blonde one tilts her head. But even the chuckle she lets out sounds like she means it.

You are too stunned to speak or even move a little. You see Natasha and Maria coming to the kitchen as well, hoping one of them will save you from blushing and slowly melting away. The trained spy notices your shy behavior right away. “What did you do to our little one?”

It´s like she pushes the small ‘argument’ you had away when she sees you struggling.

“Nothing!” Wanda says.

“Yet.” Carol ads.

“She just caught Danvers and Maximoff fucking in the sauna.” Yelena explains.

You instantly want to leave the room, not that you would be uncomfortable, but you can feel yourself getting too excited, just being with these women in one room is too much to handle, talking about sex? Seeing them have sex? You´re questioning how are you still alive.

“Detka...” Natasha starts, all eyes are on you right now.

“Hm?” Is all you can menage to let out, hoping it would satisfy all of them, but you´re wrong, shockingly, right? The Black Widow clears her throat, and your body automatically makes you look up at her. “I didn´t meant to, I just... wanted to use the sauna and Carol with Wanda were just there um-”

“If I clearly remember Wanda and I were both inviting you, so I don’t see the issue here.” Carol smirks at Wanda.

You bite the inside of your cheeks, hoping it will calm you down.

“There was a moment that I thought you would join us, malysh. And I think that you do too, am I right?” The witch knows exactly what your thoughts were about, she´s pushing you to just admit it.

“Um- no! No, not at all. No. I was- definitely not.” you shake your head more than you should, but you can´t help it. Trying to make it more believable, but you're failing, miserably. “Not that I think you don´t look great, you do! Your bodies were- are phenomenal! But uh-”

You are cut off by Wanda slapping Carols hand, “I told you she was staring.”

“And I told you, she was drooling,” Carol sends you a wink and you quickly look away from her.

“Okay, ladies. Give her a second and you,” Natasha locks eyes with you, “how about we move to couch, you will sit down and take a few deep breaths, alright detka?” The redhead smiles at you as her soft hand touches you, leading you to the living room. You can just nod, but you're happy, because Natasha doesn’t look mad or upset anymore, actually there is this look in her eyes, you can´t quite point a finger what it means, but her eyes kind of shifted somehow.

After a few minutes of Natasha saying sweet nothings, you calm down a bit, she whispers, “It´s okay to look, you know. No need to feel shy about it. Honestly, we all do appreciate a good compliment, especially from a pretty girl like you, (Y/N).” And there it is again; your cheeks are flushed, and your heart is beating fast again.

“How about we all help? To make you feel better, that is what you want right?” Wanda comes in, her hands slowly massaging your stiff shoulders.

“I- I don’t want to bother you, or like-” you stutter out, your mind being a little fuzzy, you just feel tingles all around you, in you, everywhere.

“Shhh, we promised we will help you out, so just let us.” Wanda whispers in your ear.

“Or not and we will find our way.” Maria finally speaks. “Besides, it would not be fair, Kate already had her time with you, and we all are good friends, we share things. That´s just how it works here.”

You look at Kate, who's now standing in front of you, looking down at you with a smile on her face, that is telling you, that she does not have any regrets of throwing you into the cage full of hungry tigers. Infact, she looks like a kid on a Christmas Eve. Suddenly, your mind is craving any touch.

What's going on?

‘You want this, shhh, you´re safe. Everything is okay. Just enjoy this.’

I want this. So much.

‘That is right, malyshka.’

Wanda nods, giving a signal to the rest of the girls. Kate immediately knowing what to do, she basically sprints out of the room to get some stuff from the ‘Avengers special room’, it´s not even a minute and she's back with some ropes, wand, few straps, and handcuffs.

It´s your first time with them, so they don’t want to overstimulate you that much. Other toys for other days.

Maria takes the ropes and starts to tie your hands together, putting them above your head, “Keep them there.”

“Yes, -” you stop yourself and Maria raises her eyebrow, she knows that you wanted to use your manners and address her by a title, but your little messy head does not know which one to use.

“Sir.” She smirks and you nod a little.

“Yes, sir,” you give her a little smile, it makes so much sense, that this is her title.

“Already being so good?” Natasha kisses your forehead, going to the kitchen and making sure she's putting the phone in a good place for the perfect angle of her little movie.

Lots of things are happening and you feel people touching you all over your body. Hill finishes tying your hands together and she comes to Natasha, both of them are saying something, but you can't hear at all. Your attention is now on Wanda and Kate, they are slowly tying your legs together, is hot, but adorable at the same time as the witch is teaching the young archer how to do the perfect knot.

Carol is already without her clothes, having only a big strap on herself as she is adjusting the harness and even though you saw her naked already, you don’t think you could get enough of her.

Suddenly there are some lips on yours, when they pull away, you notice it´s Yelena, you smile at her instinctively. She is a bit harsh, but you actually like it that way, and both of you know it. “Have fun, when you´re done here, come to my room. Understood?”

You nod, again, “Understood, yes,” you whisper.

Yelena just smiles a little, and slaps your cheek, which caught you off guard, but it sends shivers down your body, making your pussy even more wet. You´re positive that you´re already making so much mess.

Carol finally comes to you and picks you up, without a word she places you on the table in the living room, making you the center of attention. But you don’t want her to let go of you, she's so warm and her strong embrace is making you feel like the most secured person in the entire milky way.

“Don´t worry, malysh. Captain is very cuddly after sex.” Wanda sends you a wink as her and Kate finishes the tight knots on your legs.

Natasha comes with a knife in her hand, slowly cutting through your clothes and with a slight smirk she says with such a rasp in her voice, “who wants to go first?”

THANK YOU FOR READING! 💕💕💕

This went totally different way than I wanted to, but hey, here we are :p

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diarioculto · 7 months

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reader being a college student and she feels very drained and charles being the best boyfriend ever and making her days better? idk midterms are kicking my ass i need comfort

YOUR WARM EMBRACE. ﹙ charles leclerc x reader ﹚

author’s notes: thank u sm for requesting this, anon !! i hope everything goes well for u and i’m veeery proud of you ♡ i hope u enjoy this x

۫.⭒ ۫ ׅ ⋆ﾟ⊹

midterms season was here, and were you happy about it? absolutely… not.

from all the stress building up on your muscles to the countless all-nighters dedicated to studying, you felt like your brain was going to explode. midterms were a significant part of your grade and you knew that you had to be well prepared for them, even if you felt relatively confident in your skills. this cycle repeated itself for more days than you could count right now and you felt your energy drain by the minute. you were reading your textbook for the millionth time, words mixed up inside you head, when you heard your bedroom door creak open. you look up to find your boyfriend charles, body rested against the door frame and a worried look on his face.

he hated seeing you like this, even if the soft smile on his lips said otherwise. his heart ached every time he looked at your face, eye bags darker than usual and your smile faded into a more tired expression, lips always pursed.

« chérie, don’t you think that it’s time for a little break? » his soft voice echoes through the room, eyes scanning over your face. he hoped that you would stop, even if it was just for a couple of minutes. you look back at you textbook, an indecisive look on your face, and in that moment, he knew that you weren’t going to stop unless you were forced to. you were always stubborn, especially when it came to college.

charles’ footsteps grew louder behind you and, next thing you know, your textbook is close shut with a loud thud and everything you read evaporated from your mind.

« c’mon. » his arms slid around your waist, lifting you up from your seat and you can feel your body slowly melting into his touch. you were so tired. so so tired.

« i’m sorry… » you mumble under your breath as your body is pulled against his chest. he tucks your head under his chin as he rocks you back and forth and you can hear his heart beating faster by the second, your grip around his torso growing stronger.

« for what, my love? » you lift your head to look up at him only to find his gaze already on you, an eyebrow cocked in confusion. you don’t answer, finding comfort in the silence around you. instead, you tuck your head comfortably against his chest once again with a satisfied smile on your face, eyes fluttering shut. charles’ lips curve into a sweet smile as he feels yourself relax under his body and he swears that he can hear your soft snores amongst all the silence.

« i love you, chérie. and i’m so proud of you. » he kisses the top of your head as he keeps lullabying you, sun setting behind your intertwined bodies.

#i hope ur midterms go well!!#★ — request!#f1 #f1 imagine #f1 x reader #formula 1 #formula one #charles leclerc fluff #charles leclerc imagine #charles leclerc x reader

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agi-ppangx · 9 months

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HI MERIN OMG this is your resident merin fan (user dicespam) <3 and i want to be your helping hand by requesting skz’s (if it’s too much you can just do chan & any members you want!) reaction to you sleeping while hugging their skzoo ,, i think it’s such a cute concept omg ☹️ thank u sm !! i hope you’re taking enough rests and drink some water mwah

💭skz reacting to you sleeping with their skzoo

pairing: ot8 x gn!reader

an: HII, thank you so much for this idea !! i've never done something in this format, but i had lots of fun while writing this, so i hope you'll like this ^^ i tried my best to make it as diverse as i could, but tbh i think all of them would literally go feral if they saw their s/o cuddling their skzoo while sleeping >< anyway, i hope you enjoy !! take care, sending you lots of love<3

chan

chan had a terrible day. he felt as if he lost control over everything - his computer crashed at least three times, he almost lost a few weeks of work and he was asked to stay longer at the company. when he finally came back home, he felt so worn out that the only thing he wanted to do was cuddle you and relax in your arms. he called your name a few times, hoping that you'd be awake, but you didn't respond, already fast asleep in your bed. he sighed and carried on with his night routine. when he finally stepped out of the bathroom and went to your bedroom he stopped in his tracks as soon as he saw you. you were curled up on chan's pillow, your hair was all over your face and you were tightly hugging wolfchan. chan quietly tiptoed to the bed, admiring your sleeping figure and he felt like his heart was about to explode from all the love he had for you. it was such a simple, mundane thing for you to do to cuddle a plushie, but something about you doing it with his skzoo made him the happiest. he gently laid down next to you and hugged both you and wolfchan, kissing your forehead and feeling his stress instantly go away.

minho

the dance practice took longer than they thought it would and that's why minho texted you that he would be home late and you didn't have to wait for him. he came home around 1 am, completely exhausted and sore from the practice. he gently placed his bags and shoes in the hallway, trying not to make any noise, when he noticed that light in your living room was still on. he sighed loudly, knowing what it means and he made his way to the couch where he saw you, sleeping soundly under a thin blanket. he felt bad, he told you not to wait for him and he was ready to wake you up so you could go to bed. but he stopped when he noticed leebit squished between the couch and your cheek. he chuckled at that, the sight so adorable to him that he couldn't resist - he took the phone out of his pocket and started taking photos of you and his skzoo, smiling to himself. then he gently picked you up and carried you to your bedroom, letting you sleep. you hold leebit tightly pressed to your chest even in your sleep and when minho placed you on the bed, he had to take one more picture of you. needless to say one of those photos of you and leebit became his new wallpaper for another few weeks at least.

changbin

the boys were currently on tour, having concert after concert, so changbin's time for you was limited to the absolute minimum. to compensate you for this he came up with an idea that you would go with them for a few concerts so he would be able to spend a little bit more time with you. you complied, happy that you two would be together at least at nights. one day after a show, changbin came to your hotel room pumped with adrenaline and covered in sweat. he hoped you wouldn't be sleeping so he would talk to you and recall highlights of the night, so when he saw you already asleep with your back facing the door he let out a faint, disappointed sigh. then he proceeded to take a quick shower to join you, the adrenaline leaving his body and exhaustion taking the lead. he lazily made his way to bed and before going to sleep he leaned over to place a kiss on your cheek. that's when he saw something pink peeking out from under the sheets. he leaned a bit more and noticed that this whole time you were cuddling dwaekki. he smiled at the sight, suddenly feeling this huge, overwhelming wave of love towards you. he pressed his chest to your back and hugged you, placing a peck to your temple and falling asleep with the widest grin.

hyunjin

when you texted hyunjin you needed him with you, he quietly made his way out of the studio and called you to ask what's wrong. you explained to him that you just didn't feel good mentally and came home earlier to rest. you also mentioned that you missed him and wished he was with you. hyunjin apologised, his voice filled with guilt, but you were quick to reassure him that you would be fine and that you would see each other in the evening anyway. he nodded and promised to be home as soon as he could and ended the call with a hushed i love you. when he finally came back home, he called your name softly, but when he was met with a silence, he started searching you in your apartment. he finally found you in your bedroom, napping in hyunjin's hoodie and holding jiniret tightly in your arms. hyunjin swore that he melted right then and there at the sight of you cuddling his skzoo. when he approached you, he noticed some dried tears on your cheeks and it made him kind of upset, but then he placed a gentle kiss on your forehead and patted jiniret's head, whispering a faint "thank you for taking care of them buddy."

jisung

jisung was caught up with work, deadlines getting closer and closer and with that in mind he couldn't really leave the studio. one day he suggested you could go to the studio with him and keep him company. you agreed, always eager to watch your boyfriend at work. you were now sitting with him in front of the desk, dim led lights in the background setting a mood. jisung was humming a new song he was working on, trying to come up with some catchy lyrics. you started to feel a little tired, since it was getting pretty late. you whispered to him that you were going to lay down on a couch for a bit and he only nodded, too absorbed into work. after some time he finally snapped from his trance, looking around the room. “hey baby, where’s han quo-” he started but as soon as he turned around to face the couch he shut up and slapped his hand on his mouth in order not to scream, because you were lying there with han quokka, cuddling it and snoring softly. you must’ve taken the plushie from the desk when he was composing and he simply missed that moment. he quickly took off his hoodie and covered you with it so you wouldn’t be cold and went back to work, though he couldn’t really focus anymore, his mind occupied with thoughts of you instead.

felix

you called felix around noon, your voice hoarse, and told him you didn’t feel well. you asked him to buy you some medicine on his way back from the studio. of course, he agreed and even offered to come home early, already worried, but you knew chan wouldn’t like it so you just told him that you’ll be okay and you’re just gonna lay in bed and rest. felix made a list of stuff to get on his way home and went back to work. when he finally came back, he immediately went to your bedroom, his hands full of medicine and some food from the restaurant near your apartment. “hi sweetie, i got you some good stuff,” he whispered, opening the door and making his way to the bed, only then noticing you were fast asleep. he placed everything on the bedside table and approached you. he gently placed his hand on your forehead to check your temperature and then he finally noticed bbokari’s yellow head carefully tucked next to you. he cooed loudly at the sight, which made you stir in your sleep a bit, but felix quickly proceeded to stroke your head for you to calm down. when you stopped moving, he started grinning, feeling like the luckiest man alive by having you.

seungmin

“minnie, c’mon, come to bed, it’s not the same without you,” you mumbled sleepily, coming out of the bedroom. seungmin was sitting in front of the tv, watching a baseball game, and he didn’t even look in your direction, too invested in the game. you huffed loudly and gave him a faint “fine, stay here all night if you want,” but you weren’t even sure if he caught that. it’s not like you were seriously mad at him, but you were kind of disappointed since it was one of the only evenings when seungmin was home and he decided to completely ignore you. it hurt, but you still wanted to be close to him somehow, so you decided to take puppym and go to sleep without seungmin. an hour later, when the game was done, he finally made his way to the bed and it confused him a bit when he saw you cuddling his skzoo in your sleep, but he would lie if he said it didn’t make his heart beat a little faster. something about you hugging puppym was making him weak on his knees, but it’s something he wouldn’t ever admit out loud. though he was happy seeing you like this he decided it’s not right and when he laid down next to you he took puppym from your arms and threw it away on the carpet. “i’m their boyfriend, not you, you little thief,” he muttered to the plushie and cuddled you tightly, falling asleep with a soft smile on his face.

jeongin

you decided to visit your boyfriend at his dorm, wanting to spend some time with him before he would go on tour with the boys. you sat with them, chatting and joking around, watching them play games in the living room. unfortunately, you started to feel a bit sleepy after some time. jeongin noticed you were yawning more and more often and soon he offered you that you could go and take a nap in his room. you complied and he went with you to give you one of his hoodies, because you always said that they’re just so comfy. you laid down and jeongin left the room to join the boys. you snuggled into his sheets and noticed that foxi.ny was sitting on the bedside table. without thinking about it you took him and soon fell asleep. some time later jeongin decided to check up on you since you were sleeping for quite a while now. when he entered the room he was met with the most adorable sight - you, curled up on his bed, in his hoodie, hugging his skzoo. he giggled to himself, somehow feeling so loved in that moment. he slightly opened the door and told the boys they can carry on with the game without him and then he joined you on the bed, admiring your sleeping figure and smiling widely to himself, feeling as if his heart was finally full.

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aly-writes · 8 months

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wrote this to get out my feelings cause i was going through it lol</3 shoutout to yall who feel similarly, my heart aches for you :( remember that it's always good to talk about how you feel! please don't keep everything holed up inside

i love hyunsu sm :(

word count: 1,190

warnings: reader talking down on themselves, filled with angst/hurt

forlorn - cha hyunsu

Cha Hyunsu was so good to you.

His touches were gentle and carefully thought out. He knew how to read your mood and he dealt with it well, never going too far but also making sure not to leave you high and dry. Hyunsu was considerate, and damn it, you loved it.

You loved all of it.

You loved the way he touched you. Your favorites were the smallest gestures. The way he would lightly put his hand on your back when he noticed you were upset about something, and how if you truly needed it, he would hug you so tight you couldn’t breathe. But it wasn’t uncomfortable or painful, it was needed. Sometimes you needed to feel that secure—tightly held against his chest with the false certainty that everything would turn out alright and nobody could get in the way of that.

One could never forget his voice. The sweet nothings he would whisper in your ear, so hushed that even you could barely hear it. But it was so peaceful, and for a moment, it made you feel like you two were the only people left in the world. Feeling such a way was… nice. Even if it was just for a few minutes, there was a certain bliss that came with the warmth of his soul and knowing that you had it all to yourself.

He cared for you so deeply that you often found yourself questioning how his fondness for you could grow to be so strong. You would think back on the countless nights he would stay up for hours to make sure you were okay, waiting out your moods with nothing but patience and worry. He never resented you for your emotions. In fact, he embraced them entirely. Your emotions were his, as he had once said, and heaven forbid that you go to bed upset because it would only hurt the both of you.

Cha Hyunsu was too good for you.

You were selfish. God, you were so selfish. How did he do it? How did he so effortlessly invest all that he had into you and your sentiments? You had tried so hard to put the pieces together—to understand—but even with your best attempts, you couldn’t manage. Hyunsu would give up everything for you, so why was it so hard for you to do the same?

Your feelings were ugly and brutal, so harsh that sometimes you felt they would harm him. But he dealt with them so effortlessly and so graciously and so lovingly that you felt suffocated. Why did he have to be like this?

Why, why, why?

Things would be so much easier if he would just leave you alone and allow you to process things by yourself. Let you bury your feelings until they explode and you cry to yourself for hours on end questioning why and how you managed to feel so strongly with nothing to show for it. Absolutely nothing to show but an empty mind and a lonely heart, both so agonizing but so much easier to deal with than this.

This sense of guilt that you weren’t sure how to overcome. He was so perfect, so patient. And you were not.

His kisses were always tender and shy, coming from lack of experience but making sure that you knew he was trying his best for you. He always looked at you with a sense of empathy that only a few could achieve. This empathy that he gained through terrible experiences, but he used it in a useful way because, in his mind, you deserved it.

The weight of your remorse was becoming too much for you to bear. He carried your overwhelming emotions on his back while masking his own with such ease. You knew there was something wrong, so why didn’t you ask him about it, damn it?! It shouldn’t be so difficult to hide your emotions just this once, mask them like you were able to do so effortlessly only months prior so you could focus on his feelings. You wanted to show him that you would love to reciprocate his endurance and regard.

But you didn’t.

You broke and revealed your inner self once more, laying yourself bare on the table for him to see all of you. Your imperfections and those goddamn repulsive emotions that you would sacrifice everything for just to go away.

To no one’s surprise, like always, he treated you as he does every time.

“I love you,” you whispered with cracked lips. “I’m sorry.”

His eyes made contact with yours, and the slight tug of his lips caused the corners to crinkle in a way that you adored. He looked at you with so much devotion it hurt. And then he kissed you, taking your breath away with a single motion. Even though they were chapped, his lips always seemed so soft in comparison to yours. His kisses never failed to hold passion and emotion. It was like he was breathing in all the feelings he had so desperately held inside each time and it was so beautiful—fulfilling, even.

When he parted, he simply brushed a strand of hair behind your ear that had somehow gone astray. Then he looked at you once more and nearly blinded you with that same smile. “Please don’t ever apologize.”

It made your lips quiver and you couldn’t help but cover your eyes with your arm.

Love was truly a beautiful thing.

God, you thought. Why does he make you feel this way?

If you were to tell him how you truly felt, would he understand? Pouring out all of this emotion, going on about how remorseful you felt—how ineligible you were for him. Threads of complicated thoughts put into simple words falling out of your mouth, finally spilling the sentence you had been wanting to say for so long.

“Are you okay?” He reached forward to grab your elbow. Ever so gently, he tugged at it in a soft attempt to get you to remove your arm from your face. This only made your lip shudder more.

Hyunsu, you deserve so much better.

But you couldn’t bring yourself to say it out loud. Your heart knew he would understand, but your head convinced you otherwise. This was an issue you had to work through by yourself, it was foolish of you to think that you could share it unwarranted.

Love was beautiful, but your character was not. Despite his past, there was a part of your boyfriend that shined so brightly. You feared that showing him too much would cancel out such a delightful feeling, so you swallowed the smallest tremble of your lip down and sat up straight. You forced yourself to look at him and mustered up the brightest smile you could.

“I am. Thank you.”

With a slide of his hand down to your own, he faintly brushed your knuckles with his thumb. You shuddered at his touch, gulping down the lump that had unfortunately balled up in your throat. It seemed the deal was sealed.

Perhaps some thoughts were better off kept to yourself.

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saintship · 10 months

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Can i request Reader being almost blown up on the mission and their face is almost completely burnt/scarred??😢When they wake up and see their red face covered in bandaids and oils they just break down and decide to wear a mask from now on. And Konig seeing them doesn't know what's going on until he accidentally notice how they pulled up their mask a little to eat. Pleaseee😭 I've hard this idea for days. Can it be with fluff at the end? LOVE YOUR WORK SM

THANK YOU !!

OH MY GOD SAINTSHIP ABOUT FUCKING TIME

this has been ROTTING in my drafts I am so sorry anon, also got a little carried away at the end but nothing spicy just big feels

I really hope you enjoy

I love this idea it’s so fitting for König, I feel he’s very observant given how little he draws attention to himself.

Mask

König x gn!Reader - call sign: Radar

Life around the base could be monotonous. Being in one place usually meant paperwork, meals, paperwork, sparring or group lessons, more paperwork, passing out in your bunk, and doing it all again.

It was different, however, when all of this is happening directly after a loss. And not just losing the fight, but losing many of their soldiers. It was the young men, some no older than 20, losing their lives in the explosions that no one predicted that shook the 141 especially. Their only solace was that they managed to save you.

The air around you was burning hot, flakes of ash floating to singe the gaps of skin they could access. You crawled desperately on your stomach underneath a scorched truck, trying to make your way to the others.

“RADAR, COPY!”

A flaming piece of rubble tumbled next to you, making you jump.

“I’m—I’m on my way..”

“By the east bridge where we came in, you got that?”

Ghosts assuring tone rang faintly in your ears. Finally, you crawled out into a open area, stumbling in the direction of the bridge. The truck there flashed its headlights.

“Move it, private!”

“Yes sir..”

Before you made it a hundred yards, the engine in the car beside you exploded, blasting your body to one side and scalding the right side of your face in flames.

“RADAR!”

Your head smacked the dirt, and the world around you blurred until it was dark.

“Wrap their face!”

“Bampots, these fucks are.”

Soap’s voice cut through the fog that seemed to fill your ears.

“Speak—english.” Your rough voice caught the attention of the truck you lay in, Gaz quickly finishing up wrapping your face. He left as much room as he could, but all that showed in the end was your left eye and mouth.

“Lass..” Soap ignored your taunt, moving to kneel at your side.

“Hi.” Your voice sounded unlike yourself.

Soap’s attention was suddenly pulled to the back of the truck as it rolled to a stop. He darted to swing them open, revealing a few members of Las Almas.

“We’re understaffed on medics, but Rudy’s got basic medical training from boot.” Price explained. “Are you stayin’ awake okay?”

You nodded, the movement stinging your face and scalp, but as he said those words it was like he’d called it—the interior of the truck was dotting quickly in dark spots. Rudy’s gloved hand touching your shoulder was all you felt, and you slipped under again.

This time, it wasn’t voices that woke you. It was the incessant beeping of a heart rate monitor at your side. They’d brought you to the med unit on base—you were home. After taking in the sterile room, your head fell back against the pillow again, exhausted. Fresh gauze plastered most of your face, but the skin underneath felt dry. You needed a change.

Carefully setting down the fingertip pulse monitor on the bedside table, you guided your IV stand over to the mirror and sink, sifting through the drawers for gauze and burn ointment. After retrieving the right tools, you hesitate before removing your wraps. Your good eye seemed as though the color had dulled—the dark circles underneath especially prominent. Your lips were slathered in ointment, but the damage was evident. Breathing deeply, you began to unwrap the gauze. Your eyes remained trained on the sink until the last piece fell into the basin, only then lifting your eyes to the mirror.

No. No, no..

The right half was—gone. It was hard to describe; the skin that had been there before was rendered to an angry scarlet. The tissue pulled and tightened oddly, your right eye missing it’s eyelashes and eyebrow. A sob ripped from your throat involuntarily. Your face contorting from the crying caused pain to tear through your head while your tears stung the affected areas. You hardly registered a nurse coming in, leading you to lie back down, and re-wrapping your head through your protest. One sentiment rang clear through your breaking down;

You could not show this face anymore.

Which brought you to now. Sitting alone, hunched up in the corner of the cafeteria, quickly lifting your balaclava only to put food in your mouth before covering it just as quickly. It had only been a few days—the others knew to leave you be. The 141 sat in a group not far from you, one of them sneaking a glance every so often. You seemed to shrink into yourself, as though you could disappear if you cowered enough.

König wandered into the cafeteria not long after you’d sat down, sitting by himself to eat. You felt a little creepy people watching, knowing you resembled a certain intimidating member of the task force, but found nothing better to do.

König rid of his tray after eating quickly, going over to the 141 after Soap cheerfully called him over. You smiled at his inclusiveness, which deepened when König pointed to himself curiously. Even though smiling pulled at the tender muscle, you didn’t care.

König was pulled into a seat by Soap’s arm, the sight of such a smaller man strong-arming him rather ridiculous.

“Leave him be, Christ, Johnny.” Price picked at his tray, shaking his head at the soldier.

“I’m being friendly, sir.” Soap defended himself, relieving König of his arm.

“Friendliest in the military, aye?” Ghost murmured, lifting his mask to drink out of his canteen.

“Pride myself on it.”

“You’re diggin’ your grave, mate.” Gaz grinned.

“Oi, you-"

“Moving on!” Price grunted, to which Soap sat back and sulked at his refusal to let him argue.

“That was impressive the other day, König. Pulling a truck together and findin’ someone to treat Radar? You saved their life.”

König studied the grain of the tabletop, heat rising up his neck. “Danke. I still don’t know—what happened? They still look..scared.” König snuck a glance at you. Your fleeting eyes and hunched shoulders made his heart break. Seeing someone so determined, so welcoming, so gracious and funny and kind, reduced to a frightened animal—it didn’t make sense.

Price sighed, his eyes carrying the same weight König held in his chest.

“Their face..it got pretty fucked up. It won’t impact their daily living too much, and I’ve seen worse, but it obviously got to them.”

Soap fiddled with the screw top of his canteen. “Really got to them.”

König casted one last look and caught sight of your charred skin, everything clicking into place. You thought you needed to hide.

“I hope they get through it.” König murmured.

“For their sake.”

Because they’re so nice to be around.

König watched you a bit again at dinner, catching more of your facial scars. He wished he had the words to speak to you, but his boots seemed to cement to the linoleum at the thought of approaching.

“You got a crush, eh?” Soap’s sudden presence beside König startled him, studying Soap’s smug half-smile with confusion.

“Crush?” He repeated the new English word. “What is that? What am I crushing?”

“No-" Soap grinned, sitting up straight. “You have a crush. Means you like someone. In that way? König, do I need to explain-"

“No—no, no, I understand now.” König’s face burned; he was grateful it was largely hidden. “I don’t, though, I-"

Soap’s face morphed into one of ‘don’t even try.’

“It’s..” König huffed, lowering his voice. “I’m their colonel.”

“Eh, not really. Different clubs n’ all.” He pointed briefly to Radar. “They’re a keeper. And sweet, too. Don’t stamp this out, mate.” With a clap to König’s shoulder, he stood to join his task force as the mess hall cooks called an end to the meal. König nearly jogged to his quarters, his thoughts racing.

Sitting at the edge of your cot, you removed your balaclava for the first time in nearly 18 hours. The fresh air soothed the irritation caused by trapped sweat and fabric, a sigh escaping your nose.

You made you way to the mirror and sink, studying the damage as you did every chance you got. It wasn’t as angry as the day you got hurt, but the scarring would be permanent. You turned away before more tears could slip by, gently folding the cloth mask.

A rapping on your door made you jump, striding over quickly while wrestling with the mask to go back over your head. You opened the door cautiously, revealing a tall silhouette.

“Hello.”

“Hi, König..” you scanned the hall, not completely sure what it was you were searching for.

“Can I—come in? If that’s alright, it’s okay if-"

“Sure.” You left the door to sway of its own volition, turning to sit on your cot and look up at your coworker. “What’s going on?”

König closed the door gently, fidgeting with his hands. “I’ve—noticed something about you.”

Your shoulders deflate. “No shit.”

You didn’t mean to bite your words that way, but you did, and he shrunk a bit at your tone.

“I apologize. I will leave you be-"

“No, König,” you sighed, frustrated with yourself. “Say what you were going to say.”

He paused, as if a step in any direction would set off an alarm. “May I?” He gestured to the space beside you, to which you nodded.

The cot bowed slightly as he sat, his height still a bit intimidating even after some time knowing him. Being right next to him, you couldn’t help but feel a little small. He looked at his lap, wrestling with his mind on how to start the conversation.

“Where did you get your callsign from?” He blurted the question, briefly turning his head to you.

You paused, not expecting his casual inquiry. “Uh..when we did training in the dark, in boot camp, I could always feel someone coming up behind me.” You gestured to your back before clasping your hands back together. “My sergeant would tell me I had a built-in motion radar,” you laughed a bit at the memory, finding the courage to smile a bit under your mask. “Gaz had met me by then, and he started calling me by Radar, and it stuck.”

König blinked thoughtfully, humming in understanding.

“That’s not the reason you came in, is it?” You teased, leaning to push his side a bit. You noticed he let himself sway instead of remaining rigid.

“You got me. Uh..I just wanted to tell you something that I thought you could..consider.”

Biting back another deflective joke, you nodded, letting him continue.

“There was never a time in the military that I did not have my sniper hood.” He studied his boots, which still easily sat flat on the floor. “Not just because of my—aspiration, but.." he inhaled, then sighed deeply.

You could tell he’d never spoken these words. The impulse to touch some part of him, to comfort him, was blinding. Only his voice brought you back into the moment.

“It was..is, because I hate to see myself. I hate being seen. It feels like I’m giving away a part of myself to every stranger I come across. I would rather choose who sees me, in more ways than one.”

His voice was no more than a murmur, and for the first time, you saw the broken man nestled in a soldier’s body before you. His head hung low, his hands shook, and in the silence after his confession, his eyes fluttered shut. To hide from what, you didn’t know.

“I need you to know," he spoke, eyes still closed. “You don’t have to live this way. You are..kind, and resilient. And..” he turned his head away to utter the final word, a whisper in the dim light.

“And beautiful.”

“König..”

“I shouldn’t have come here.”

“What?”

“I’m sorry..” he stood abruptly, shaking the cot. Watching him head for the door, you refused to let yourself lose him.

“Wait.”

You ripped off what covered your face, your hair falling into place in its wake. König stared, entranced.

“I’m glad you came here. I don’t want you to go, I don’t..” it was your turn to sigh in pause. “I don’t want you to hide from me.”

König blinked, confusion gathering in his eyes.

“Please?”

“Liebling..” he breathed. He crossed the room in a few strides, taking your scarred cheek in his hand.

Anxiety held you in place, your hands finding purchase in the gaps of his vest and his sweater.

“You deserve to walk out of this room and not feel afraid.”

“König..”

And then his hands were over his head, pulling up his beloved sniper hood over and off of his head. You didn’t move, your only physical reaction being the blush that burned its way up your neck.

His eye paint made him look intimidating, but his eyes were far from threatening anyone. His lips, scarred from combat, parted slightly with bated breath. On the skin not painted with black, freckles dotted randomly, forming triangles, lines, and other shapes you wanted to memorize. His brow worried into a slight upturn, which was hidden ever so slightly by the hair that dropped near his eyes. The rest of it was a mess, a rich auburn that stuck up and settled down in all the right places.

“You’ve got to be the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.” The words tumbled out before you could catch them by the tail. Fear clogged your throat in the moments where he didn’t respond before he leaned down quickly, pressing his lips gently to yours. It was devoted and kind, a kiss that said I don’t just love you, I like you.

When he pulled back, both his hands were still settled on your cheeks, the heat of his palms making you dizzy.

“Thank you..” you breathed.

König grinned sideways, and you nearly fainted.

“For what?”

“Not leaving.”

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hanniluvi · 1 year

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VALENTINES DAY WITH ENHYPEN . .

a/n — here are some things that i’d imagine enha doing for / with you on valentine’s day!! this may not be accurate but 🫶 i had fun making this 💗 anyways i hope you enjoy this !!

HEESEUNG — making a playlist

- idk, i would see him doing this ^^

- since you guys both enjoy listening to music, making each other playlists would probably be your thing !

- he would put sm effort in picking out songs that remind him of the relationship </3

- or he would make those playlists that have songs go in a specific order to make a sentence.

"hey"

"i"

"love you"

"a lot"

like something like that !!

- imagine him naming the shared playlist "for my special someone <3" explodes

- he would listen to the playlist with you whenever

- he would even play it in the car 🙁

- true bf material

JAY — baking with you

- im hoping you know how to bake .. (if not jay has you covered..hopefully!)

- anyways you guys would be like a baking duo

- you enjoy cooking, so does he (perfect match)

- you guys would try making heart shaped desserts for each other </3

- heart shaped sugar cookies!!!

- you guys would decorate them for each other

- you will see jay trying his hardest to make you the best cookie ever 💔💔

- if the cookies don't turn out good, expect him to constantly retry..

- “babe..you can stop now..” “no yn” “you’re making batter again for the third time..” “and?”

- at least the effort counts <3 !

JAKE — movie marathon

- it's just giving jake..

- he would prepare so many snacks for this marathon

- he even has pillows and a blanket ready.

- he would purposely increase the volume of the tv and turn off the lights.

- he would put on the worse movies ever and not even realize it.

- "jake...what kind of movie is this?" "i dont know.."

- bro would be clueless of the movies he picked out HIMSELF 😭😭

- its okay, hes cute + you guys ended up watching all the movies from start to end.

- in the end, you guys would end up falling asleep and cuddling on the coach </3

SUNGHOON — love letters

- getting flashbacks to mpww rn (giggling rn)

- since i feel like he would tease you a lot in the relationship, he would take this as an opportunity to show that he loves you a lot!

- he would pour his whole heart out frfr

- you might catch him awake at night, rewriting his letter over and over again. (+ with crumbled pieces of paper all over the place)

- "yn, why are you up, go back to sleep 😡"

- LMFAO

- anyways, when you receive the letter you'd probably end up crying reading the first few sentences.

- and like you haven't even reached to the second paragraph yet.

- and he probably wrote you a WHOLE ESSAY of why he loves you

- "oh my god are you actually crying?"

- seeing you this emotional over a handwritten letter from him makes him feel proud.

- expect more letters from him now!! + with more paras 🤫🤫

SUNOO — diy crafts

- i feel like you guys would do those silly crafting tuts you see on youtube

- like those videos where they are like “tutorial on how to make heart origami”

- yeah those types of videos, but make it “valentine’s day edition”

- "love, let's make this" he'd proudly show his phone screen with you

- so here you guys are, at the coffee table, following countless tutorials.

- constant folding and folding

- you guys would probably get frustrated when it doesn't turn out the same like the video

- "yn..why does our thing look like this?"

- you guys continued to hype each other up even if it looks bad !

- either way, you both exchanged your paper crafts.

- he would keep the things you made him on his desk or his nightstand </3

- "let's do this again, yeah?"

JUNGWON — making a scrap book

- i would see jungwon as a very shy person in a relationship

- he would take this as an opportunity to show that he loves you a lot pt.2

- he would work on this like a month prior :( + (rly good at hiding it too)

- he would take polas from your dates and put them on the scapbook :(

- he would secretly take pics of you too so you'll be surprised when you see a few pictures.

- next to each picture he puts on the book, he would write a little description of why he loved that pic / moment with you

- HE WOULD DECORATE THE PAGES WITH LITTLE DOODLES AND HEARTS (screaming rn)

- he would have a special little section where he includes reasons why he loves you </3

- he would shyly hand you the book and watch you flip every single page

- would glance at you every 5 seconds when you pause to read a page

- probably panick if he saw you tear up as if he didn't give you the best gift ever

- he would js love you like that !

NIKI — taking classes together

- whether it be a dancing or cooking class, it's going to be chaotic.

- he's gonna be clueless the whole time, probably gonna zone out while you're doing wtv you're doing..

- hes this 🧍emoji literally

- you would probably have to "yell" at him to focus and he will be back to normal

- he would definitely tease you whenever you make a mistake in something.

- "did my yn just make a mistake?"

- he's gonna be giggling while you're all mad

- niki would step in to try to help

- he also makes a big mistake btw

- now, you're laughing at him

- then he’s upset as if he didn’t do the same thing to you 😪

- just lots laughter throughout the whole class..

- let’s say you guys had a lot of fun together

- you would definitely take another class with him

- he’s just that fun to hang out with 🤭

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scented-morker · 1 year

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Tipsy Love Songs

you come to keep tipsy mark company in the studio, and he’s just so in love with you he can’t think about anything else… idol!mark x gn!reader, mark the emotional and lovesick drunk, embarrassing pet names, just very fluffy and whipped mark. 722 words

You always thought Mark was joking when you’d ask about some of the lines from NCT songs and he’d say he was probably drunk when he wrote them.

It’s not that he would party on the job, but sometimes when the words just weren’t there and they were struggling to get anything going, the producer would get both himself and mark a glass of wine or soju. This way they could relax and stop trying so hard to force something.

Apparently, he had done so tonight, except now his wife had called him home with a sick kid and he had to leave immediately. Not wanting Mark to be alone, he’d asked if there was anyone he could call to keep him company.

Which is how you ended up on the sixth floor of SM, putting the code Mark had texted you into the keypad and taking your shoes off at the door.

“Hi baby,” you greeted softly, feeling the need to keep your voice down as the room was dim and Mark seemed occupied with his headphones on and fingers dancing along the soundboard.

You weren’t even sure if he heard you, as he made no attempt at responding or even acknowledging your presence. So you continued to just stand there, waiting for some acknowledgment or instruction.

He still doesn’t speak, but turns a few inches in his chair, untucking his legs from under the desk and gesturing for you to come over.

He looks up at you when you make your way over, and you swear he's got the whole world in his eyes at the moment, shiny and round and staring at you.

“Hi baby,” it’s only then that you notice he might be a little tipsy, blushed cheeks and giggles leaving his lips as soon as the words make it out.

He grabs your waist and guides you down to his lap, tucking you into his chest with your legs between his own before swiveling his chair back to face the board.

“I’m so happy you’re here.” He chatters excitedly, placing a kiss on your forehead. “I was trying to write this love song but I couldn’t do it! Nothing rhymes with your name!!”

He seems angry at this fact, eyebrows furrowed and lips pressed into an angry pout. He looks so cute you wish you could be in the studio with him everyday.

“Baby, you can’t put my name in the song.”

He looks even madder when you say that, and you have to turn your head to not laugh in his face.

“Why not?!”

“Because your fans don’t know we’re dating.”

“Why not?!”

“Because they’re protective over you.”

“But you’d never hurt me!” He says it with such certainty, glossy eyes looking into yours.

“That’s right. I never will,” you coo in your gentlest voice, wiping his under eyes with a soft touch, “Why are you crying markie?”

He sniffles, “I’m sad they think you’d hurt me.”

You think you’re going to explode if he says anything else, and you’re positive your eyes have been replaced with little hearts by this point.

“It’s okay, they don’t know us, they just want to make sure you guys are happy.”

“You make me happy!!” He’s never said those words to you quite as aggressively before, but you appreciate the sentiment.

“You make me happy too,” You place a soft kiss on his cheek and relish in the way his whole demeanor lights up, “Why don’t you finish up with your song hm? Then I can take you home.”

“I will! I’ll tell them how you’ll never hurt me! And always make me happy!”

You sit there for another hour, giggling in Marks lap as he raps some of the most juvenile and lovesick words you’ve ever heard, pausing mid phrase to kiss your forehead every five seconds before finishing the line.

He’s completely happy with the end result, putting his headphones on you and making you listen to it before blabbering about how he thinks it’s his “best song yet” as you drive him back to your apartment.

The next day he’s told you’re never allowed in the studio with him again because he spent twenty minutes singing about how good you smell, how good of a kisser you are, how good his dinner tastes when you cook it, how warm you felt on his lap at the moment— nothing usable.

#Nct mark #nct dream drabbles #nct 127 drabbles #nct mark fluff #Nct mark drabble #mark lee scenarios #mark lee drabbles #mark lee oneshot #mark lee fluff #nct scenarios #nct dream fluff #nct 127 fluff #nct x reader #nct x you #nct dream x reader

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1989luvr · 5 months

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can you please do a Lover by Taylor Swift inspired fic for Mike and the reader celebrating Christmas in their own little way? I feel like the reader would introduce him to new holiday things and the three of them could have their own new family traditions together :) “we can leave the Christmas lights up till January…”

You're My Lover

a/n: ohmygod yes i love this idea sm. thank you for the request! (also i suggest listening to lover while reading ☺️ f/m= favorite meal😝)

Mike stood in the kitchen preparing dinner while you and Abby were finishing up the tree. "Hey, Abs. I'm going to go check on Mike! Be very careful with the ornaments, alright?" You spoke, and she nods, going back to putting the ornaments on the tree. You made your way to the kitchen to see him. The blinds in the kitchen were open and the glistening snow reflected onto his face just perfectly, reflecting onto his gorgeous features. Funny to think how three summers ago you felt like you were nothing, and now you feel like you're something, with him. "You just came in here to stare at me?" Mike's voice broke my thoughts, you look up at him and he's got that cute sassy smirk on his face. "Yeah, just give me a moment." you smirked, admiring his whiskey colored eyes. "Am I doing this recipe right, babe?" Mike goes to back to the counter and furrows his eyebrows, at the recipe that was laid out on the counter, next to the food prep.

You told Mike that every year when we would set up the Christmas tree and lights, your Mom or Dad would make f/m and once you told Mike it was a family tradition before you moved out, oh boy he had his heart set on making it for the three of you. "Mhm, you're doing it right, babes." you tuck your chin on his shoulder. "How long are we the tree and lights up?" Mike asks, you furrow your eyebrows in thought. "January seems nice." you respond with a slight smile growing on your face. Mike lets out a confused laugh, "January?" "Yeah, we would always keep the tree and lights up til then." you say in response. "Abs and I would usually take them down before New Year's" He lets out an airy laugh. You back off him and lean your back against the counter and look at him.

"Really?" you raise an eyebrow, "Well, I, I mean yeah?" Mike shakes his head confused. "I think that it would be cute, it's different. Do you think we should try it?" You question. He stops what he's doing and looks and you in thought, in a way that he is considering your idea. "I'm down, it's different." Mike nods. You smile and go over and press a kiss to his cheek.

"Thank you, Mike. That means a lot to me, that you're trusting me with this weird idea, I know that is out of your comfort zone." You go in for a hug, and again tuck your chin on his shoulder and he leans his head against your shoulder. "Thank you, for doing this with us." Mike sighs relaxing in your grip. "Doing what?" you respond back, slightly confused.

"Just, spending the holidays with us, ever since I was able to take Abby into custody it's been hard, and with you around I can tell it lifted her spirits, and mine. I'm grateful for you, Y/n" He says, looking into your eyes, holding onto your waist. You felt like your heart was going to explode, you've seen Mike be vulnerable around you, but you have never heard sometime like this from a partner ever. "Thank you for letting me into your life and Abby's life. I'm incredibly grateful for both of you, I love you." You say, kissing him.

"You're my lover, Y/n." He says before kissing you back.

(a/n: i really hope you enjoyed this!!! i loved writing this!!! plz dm me if there are any spelling errors 🩷)

#1989luvr #1989luvr updates #1989luvr writes #mike schmidt x reader #josh hutcherson #abby schmidt #mike schmidt fluff #fluff #christmas #fnaf #mike schmidt #taylor swift songfic #taylor swift lover #josh hutcherson fanfic

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withacapitalp · 1 year

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34 and Steddie for the mini fic ask game?

Lmaoooo Ria I love you sm and I am so sorry for this

34. things you whispered in my ear

“Roll to examine the chest,” Eddie whispered softly into Steve’s ear, a few curls brushing against his skin as Eddie finished his sentence with a kiss on the cheek before pulling back.

Steve bit his lip to stop the smile that was threatening to expose their ruse. He forced his eyes to stay locked onto his character sheet, only glancing up when he heard Dustin’s frustrated growl from across the table.

“Is something wrong, Dustin?” Steve asked, molding his face into a perfect picture of innocence. His favorite brat’s eyes were narrowed into thin slits, and he kept looking between Steve and Eddie.

“Stop that,” The boy grunted, and Eddie shrugged, sitting back in his chair and drumming his fingers on his binder.

“Stop what?”

“Giving Steve hints!” Lucas snapped, all of the kids giving them slight glares.

“Hints?” Steve repeated, playing dumb. It didn’t fool any of them

“I’m sitting next to you Steve, you guys aren’t as quiet as you think,” Mike replied, crossing his arms and sulking, “It’s cheating,”

“I am shocked at you, Michael,” Eddie gasped, putting a hand over his heart and making his already big eyes even wider, “Absolutely shocked. You think that I would ruin my dungeon master integrity just to help my beloved win?”

“Yes,” All seven kids chorused.

Steve snorted. He wasn’t exactly jazzed to be playing dungeons and dragons after the multiple failed attempts of the past. He had only agreed to play this time because Eddie had begged, promising that he would help Steve whenever he possibly could.

But this was the inevitable result of their charade.

“Foolish little lambs. I’m not giving my sweet sweet sunshine hints,” Eddie tutted, shaking his head and closing his eyes. He stood up from his chair and put a hand on Steve’s shoulder, gently tipping himself into his boyfriend’s lap. Eddie looped his arms around Steve’s neck and gave them all a lecherous little look.

“I’m telling him what he will get if he wins,”

There was a moment of silence as they all registered exactly what was being implied and then the room exploded into disgusted shouting. Steve’s entire face turned deep red and he shoved his chair back so he could drop Eddie onto the ground.

“Why?!” Steve hissed and Eddie popped up, still snickering.

“Had to get them off our tail, babe. Sorry,” Eddie apologized, not sounding sorry whatsoever.

“I do not understand,” El said above the melee.

“Oh, so if Steve doesn’t die Eddie is gonna suck his-”

“OKAY Thank you Max!” Steve shouted, drowning out the end of that sentence. He could still feel the blush on his cheeks, and he sputtered for a second as he tried to find the right words to get out of this situation, “Can we just keep going please? I roll to examine the fucking chest,”

Eddie settled back into his chair and back into his role. Apparently examining the chest led them to finding a bone key, the one they needed to get through the skeleton gate. Eddie, unable to resist any temptation, leaned in close.

“Good job, sweetheart,” He whispered. Steve rolled his eyes and called the bluff, dipping his own lips close to his boyfriend’s ear.

“Let us win, and you can have whatever you want tonight,” He murmured, enjoying the soft red glow that began to go down Eddie’s neck.

“STOP!”

#Steve harrington #mini fic ask game #Eddie munson #steddie #Steddie ficlet #the party #Steve and the party #Eddie and the party #dungeons and dragons shenanigans #st #stranger things #stranger things ficlet #Liam speaks up #Writing(withacapitalW)

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blue-jisungs · 1 year

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omgomgomg could i request riki with kids?? the video/pics of him with the little riki stan got me like 😭😭😭 hes so sweet cant. i hope you could write my request🫶🏼

enha + you with kids ♡

ooookay so i kind of… changed your request. i hope you don’t mind but i didn’t really know how to write this and then i was like “le gasp!! lemme look up enha with kids!!” and. i. fell. in. love. look at those pics :( so thoughts were being thought and i came up with ot7 scenarios!! :)

+ this “template” is a lil awkward but i felt like writing in bullet points would be too long?? idk

also yes as mentioned. i do not care abt aesthetic. LOOK AT THEM :( jay i love you sm 💔💔💔💔

┆彡 HEESEUNG [ 희승 ]

when it comes to him, he’s so gentle with kids :( he was playing with a little boy while you were standing off the camera and you swore your heart just exploded. his beautiful bambi eyes sparkling with joy as the little kid giggled at his (successful) attempts to make him laugh. hee patted the boy’s head and then suddenly looked up and sent you a wink as you try to hide, almost tripping on the cables and falling onto the staff.

but you, on the other hand. god, you’ll be the death of his. it happened on the same day, once the recording was over. and while he was having a little chit chat with others, he spotted you having the little kid from before in your arms – swaying him gently as you talked to his mom. jay had to shake heeseung’s arm to bring back his attention but that didn’t help much because all of his thoughts flew through the window. he’s a blushing mess, trying to get himself together. and he thinks you didn’t notice? maybe you didn’t see it with your own eyes but the boy’s mom asking if he’s your boyfriend made you connect the dots ;)

┆彡 JAKE [ 제이크 ]

he knows what he’s doing… little sly fox >:( playing with his cousin and sending you wide grins… he can see the way you’re looking at them both, cheeks flushed. he pointed at you, sitting across the room. “i’m gonna marry her one day, you know?” jake hummed to his cousin and she giggled. you didn’t hear what he was saying but even if you wanted to understand, you probably couldn’t due to how you couldn’t think straight because of the view of him…

and he tasted his own medicine when his cousin approached you. you looked at him instantly but jake pretended not to pay attention. but he folded in half as soon as his cousin was sat calmly on your lap, you were doing her hair gently and layla approached you, laying next to the kid that started patting her gently. his mind was racing so fast, with the images of mini you in his arms. or mini him running around? he didn’t even feel when someone accidentally stepped on his foot. he’s whipped. even more than you.

┆彡 JAY [ 제이 ]

you thought that jay didn't see your reaction. you saw the episode of willben show that your lovely boyfriend didn’t care to inform you about. when you saw jay holding ben so gently, with much care you had to stop the vid and yell into the pillow. what you didn’t realise if how jay saw it all due to his early comeback from work. you reassumed the vid, pressing your hands to your hot cheeks so they cool down a bit. even if it worked, jay saw what he wanted to see. and you were left with racing heart and the video of jay being a perfect husband material.

jay took you to a cafe on a date one day. and while he excused himself to go to the bathroom, he certainly didn’t expect to come back and see you talking to a small girl. jay was standing there, frozen and speechless due to how kind your smile was; how sweetly you were talking to the girl. suddenly you locked eyes with him and nodded, saying “yes, he’s my boyfriend. but i’m sure he won’t mind taking a picture with you”. no, he didn’t. but he couldn’t stop staring at you, instead of the camera, with a love struck expression.

┆彡 JUNGWON [ 정원 ]

jungwon truly looks like a cat. especially when he’s taken by surprise. eyes widening, lips parting slightly. he looks at you with help written all over his face when a small boy grabs his free hand. “hello there…?” jungwon asks softly and the boy looks at him, even more scared than him. jungwon realises the boy must have mistaken him for someone else. as he kneels and sends the kid the warmest smile you’ve ever seen, your heart melts on the spot. “let’s look for your parents, okay?” wonie asks and looks at you… but he notices the way you’re not focused at all. he just smiles and tugs your hand and signalises you to help. you do, obviously but your cheeks are flushed as you look at the small boy holding jungwon’s bigger hand.

as he recalled the last event with helping the little boy find his parents, he couldn’t really understand your reaction and what caused you to become a blushing blushing mess. but when then he saw you in a park, where you supposed to meet for a date, playing with a little girl and running after her with a laugh… he understood. his heart felt like it was about to explode, stomach swirling with butterflies. why did you look so cute? and… who even is that? when you suddenly picked up to girl, tickling her cheek and walking up to a woman sitting on a bench he realised it’s your friend. she pointed at him and you turned around to see stunned jungwon. meanwhile his mind was occupied with thoughts about how your possible kid might look like…

┆彡 NISHIMURA RIKI [ にしむらりき ]

most of the stuff he does is on purpose. to tease you. but when you two had to look after his mom’s friend’s kid, he didn’t even see an opportunity how to tease you. in fact, he was kind of nervous. the two little kids were running around like crazy, it was hard to look after two of them at the same time. to when he started playing with the boy, making car engine noises he realised how silent you became. he met your eyes and smirked upon seeing your red cheeks and stare glued to him. you shook your head, looking at the girl that was saying something to you. but you still didn’t seem to focus due to how cute riki looked with the boy. he was so innocent, so pure… and it was truly heartwarming to see him act so gently towards the kid.

after a long time he managed to get the boy to sleep. he rushed to you to brag about it but he was left frozen once his eyes stumbled upon you, fast asleep on the couch, with the girl hugging you and asleep too. the cartoon you put in the back to lull her to sleep seemed to work on you two. after taking tons of pictures he’ll never show you, riki shook his head aggressively hoping the smile will come off his face (because he couldn’t control it…?) and the swirl of butterflies in his stomach will go away.

┆彡 SUNGHOON [ 성훈 ]

the world stopped for a moment. you went ice skating with hoon, something you always do once the season starts. and you don’t really know how this happened but once second he was holding your hand and the other he was teaching a small girl how to skate, holding her hands and skating backwards. his smile; god his smile… it was so wide, so pure. and you have to stop in your tracks to admire this absolutely heartwarming view.

hoon never really thought about this. he knew that he wanted to spend his future with you but other than that, nothing specific. but when one day you barged into their dorm with a little boy on your hands, saying that you have to watch over him for a while and you thought it will be a great idea… well, his brain shut down and he didn’t hear what you just said. one would say there was not a single thought behind his eyes as he watched you play with the kid but in reality his mind was racing like crazy – bunch of what ifs bubbling in his mind…

┆彡 SUNOO [ 선우 ]

this little sly fox. he’s good with kids, duh; kids love him. and he know what effect he has on you (with whatever he does, though). so when once he’s playing with his two little cousins and pretends to be a guest at their tea party and lets them pamper him and put the plastic crowns on him and paint his nails… you can’t help but hide your face so he won’t see the red forming on your cheeks. he doesn’t have to, he knows. and when you overhear them taking, you melt completely ( “who’s the prettiest in the whole world, uncle sunoo?” “you two. and my beautiful girlfriend too” “she’s really pretty…” “yeah, she is” “do you love her?” “very very much! now can i have some tea?” )

then it’s your turn. sunoo sends you a cocky grin once you sit down next to him but it turns into a gentle smile once his cousins’ little hands are on you, putting crown on you and giving you the small teddy. and when one of them sits on your lap and clings onto you like a koala, the other one kicks him under the table because “it’s too rude to stare”. sunoo apologises with pink-dusted cheeks and pounding heart.

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