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dirtyyoungthing · 19 days

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they say that older men do it better, and by god, they fucking do.

as some of you know, i’ve only ever been with one person. never really been one for hookups or anything like that, but i figure i’m young, in the prime of my life… why not fool around? i, after consulting my roommate, downloaded an app for hookups and set my age range up a bit. 30+.

this app allows you to list kinks and sexual preferences, but i really wanted to make sure i left the proper hints about myself around my profile. cute gifs. a question about preferred sexual positions, to which i replied, “mating press, or any position that makes me feel small and helpless.” i made sure to use my cutest photos, showing off my glossy lips and sweet doe eyes, my hair pulled into cute handles pigtails. before long i was scrolling and swiping through the app, lounging in bed as i daydreamed about getting my sweet little cunt pounded by an older man.

i didn’t have the app for more than an hour or two before i got the notification that i had gotten a match. i couldn’t help but kick my feet a bit when i checked to see who it was… he was older, handsome, tall, with really gorgeous long hair. his profile was one of the first ones i had seen; it was funny and made me laugh, and he couldn’t help but lightly boast about his big dick (energy). how could i not like him?

he sent me a message commenting on the position i had mentioned on my profile, saying that it seemed to fit well with breeding kinks. he also asked me if i was a squishmallow fan, and i couldn’t help but giggle.

[🫣 is it that obvious? i used to collect, but not so much anymore.]

[It is, but in a good way! You just had that cute plush kinda look!]

it was then i knew that this man would make me whine and whimper into his mattress. i couldn’t help but curl my toes a bit at the thought. we flirt a bit more, he shows me photos of some of the plushies he owns. i compliment them and say that, “everyone needs something soft and squeezable to get them through their days.”

[You look soft and squeezable js 🥴]

i need to fuck this man.

[i definitely definitely am 🤭 maybe you could find out just how soft and squeezable sometime?]

[I would LOVE that. I could totally also get you a plushie too.]

[oh gosh, i couldn’t accept anything from you 😭 you’re so so sweet though!!]

[Good girls deserve to be rewarded 😌]

….oh GOD!!!!!

he asks me if i’ve eaten, if i’m free tonight. we make plans for him to pick me up and take me to a restaurant right by his place. i give him my number and hop in the shower. if i wasn’t under such a time crunch i would have taken the time to touch my aching, excited little cunt as i cleaned my body, but i had to focus.

picking what to wear on a date is difficult. picking what to wear on a date when you know you’re going to get possibly the best dick you’ve gotten in your life is torture. does this look good? how does this make my chest look? ugh, i hate my arms in this top! my roommate, angel that she is, saved my night and my sanity by lending me the cutest outfit. a tight tile printed dress with spaghetti straps, which i wore a white t-shirt under. she also lent me a pair of platform mary janes for the evening. it had been a minute since i had worn anything so tall, and i couldn’t help but teeter a bit. it made me feel all the cuter though. a cute little bimbo like me, stumbling around in shoes i can hardly walk in so an older man can fuck my sweet little pussy… i shook the thought away as i did my makeup. focus!!!

i gave him my address, and he arrived on time in a really really nice car. he got out to greet me and gave me a sweet hug, and i couldn’t help but notice how he towered over me. my thighs clenched together as i felt myself get wet (or maybe wetter…). we got into the car and on the road. he’s so funny, and so so charming. he puts his hand on my thigh and i swear i nearly passed out. i pushed away thoughts of palming him through his jeans, of taking his cock out and sucking it right there in the car… focus up, girl!!

he was so wonderful. at one point, i’m talking about something that was probably unimportant (as most things i say tend to be), and he grabs my hand and starts pressing gentle, tender kisses to my fingers. i clenched my thighs a bit tighter as i lost my train of thought and trailed off.

we arrive at the restaurant, which is thankfully very close to his place. he parks and comes around to open my door, and we walk hand in hand into the restaurant. his hand is so much bigger than mine… we get seated and order a crème brûlée to share, as we had talked about it on the ride there (it was fantastic btw, incase you’re wondering. you probably aren’t, but it’s my blog damn u and i will talk about whatever i want!!). the place is a bit loud, so we had to lean forward in order to hear each other when we talk. i loved being closer to him like that, and couldn’t help but crave more of it.

we finish the dessert and head to his place. he introduced me to his cats before we settled onto his couch to talk a bit more. at one point he pulls me close and we finally start kissing. i was worried about my kissing skills, but it was so easy to follow his lead, to whimper into his mouth as he bit my lower lip. my hands moved to finally, finally rub him through his pants. oh. oh my god. denim, as you are probably aware, is a constricting material, but even as his cock strained against the fabric i could tell he was big.

we moved to his bedroom after a bit more kissing and rubbing. he moved around me, kissing on my neck, using his mouth’s hot air in ways i never realized were possible. i felt myself become cute little putty in his hands. i wanted to be the best little girl for this man i possibly could be. he did me the favor of removing his impossible belt, and i got onto my knees on the floor as i undid the button and zipper to his pants. i pulled his jeans down and rubbed the tent in his boxers for a moment before finally sliding them down. his cock sprang forth, and i swear i felt my jaw drop. oh dear sweet whatever you are in the sky, thank you. thank you so fucking much. he was huge. i had never seen anything that big in person before, and if i’m being honest, i was a little intimidated. i felt confident in my blowjob skills, but my last partner was considerably smaller. c’mon. be a big girl. you can do it.

i take his cock in my mouth, swirling my tongue around it as i do my best to take him deep down my throat. the noises he made, oh god… i swear i still hear them in my head randomly when i’m doing things around the house. i gagged a bit and pulled back, spitting out a bit of drool on his cock and using it as lube to jerk him off with while i caught my breath for a moment. “good girl,” he purred. i went right back to work, desperate and aching to hear more of his praise. i loved running my tongue over a certain spot on the underside of his cock; watching his eyes screw shut every time just got me wetter and wetter.

i could have sucked his cock for hours if he let me, but he pulled me off and held me in his arms so he could kiss me more as he helped me slide my clothes off. i’ll never forget his quiet, “oh, god,” as he finally saw my tits. he got my bra off and sucked on my sensitive nipples, flicking his tongue over the nub as i whined.

he had me lay on the bed and moved between my thighs. he pressed soft, tender kisses to my thighs that made my hips shift and buck in a desperate plea for him to please touch my pussy oh god please please please. finally, finally, he licks my cunt with a deft, practiced motion that could only come from experience an older man has. he fully devours me. the things this man could do with his mouth were downright sinful… i’ve never cum from oral before, but that night, after he slipped his fingers inside me, i couldn’t help but gush.

he moved to grab a condom, slipping it on before positioning himself on top of me. i felt my body tremble slightly at the prospect of taking something so large in my tight little cunt, but he was so sweet, so hot, that i knew i was wet enough. he ran the tip of his cock over my aching slit as i whimpered. slowly, ever so slowly, he slid into me. i find myself quivering just writing about it. i’m sure i was trembling under him, but after he bottomed out inside me my memory gets all fuzzy and it’s difficult to remember a whole lot.

i remember feeling so full, so fucking full as i moaned and cried out for him. i remember cumming over and over and over again on his huge cock. i remember sucking on his fingers as he pounded into me in an effort to keep me quiet (which like, half worked). i remember him caging his arms around me, growling in my ear as i begged him to cum, to breed me, to breed his little girl. we both came at the exact same time, moaning as our bodies melted together.

we catch our breath, clean up. he helps me find my discarded clothes in the pile that accumulated on his floor. i text my roommate and try to hide my smile.

[IM ALIVE]

[AND CAME]

[SO MUCH]

[SO MUCH TO TELL U]

[AHHHH YES BITCH]

he drives me home as we chat more, both still a bit breathless and awash with endorphins. once we arrive at my place, he opens my door once more and we kiss one final time before we say goodnight. i wish him a safe trip home as i limp to the door and let myself in. you know that thing that happens in movies, where the girl has a really good date, and she leans against the door after he leaves? i always thought that was silly, but… i just couldn’t help it.

the next day i’m out picking up dinner with a friend. we text a bit.

[Not at ALL complaining just still surprised at how dirty you are haha]

[you truly don’t know the half of it 🫣🤭💖]

[Tell me!]

[it might be better if i just, like, showed youuu?]

and then i sent him a link to this blog. and i felt like my heart was gonna sink into my stomach. i’m into some harder things, i didn’t wanna scare him off… my phone buzzed.

[I love this]

[thank GOD!! i was terrified you’d like, run for the hills or something 😭💕]

[I’m only disappointed about one thing…]

[hm?]

[You need to write about how good you got fucked last night]

when i tell you that my body essentially did a full factory reset…

[😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫]

[yes daddy]

[Good girl]

[Tell me when you post it]

he was hot. he was funny. he was dominant. he could make me cum so much my brain leaked out of my ears. and now he was giving me assignments. like a daddy should.

so now here i am, finishing up probably the longest piece of writing i’ve done in a long time. and there you are, reading it. hi. hope you had a good time.

i hope to see you again soon. 💖

#jess.txt #i’m so so sooo nervous abt posting this and sending it to him BUT here goes fuckin’ nothing!!!! wahoooooooo!!!!#cnc k!nk #cnc free use #fauxcest #fauxc3st #1cky daddy #1cky princess #1cky thoughts

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thisismeracing · 2 months

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To be alone with you | CS55

― Pairing: Carlos Sainz x fem!reader ― Warnings: mentions of food; typos. ― Summary: A glimpse into Yn's little reading world and how Carlos supports her passion. ― A/n: None of the pictures used are mine, they are all from Pinterest and other apps, but the work is, and I do not allow it to be published on a different platform. I would appreciate it if those things could be taken into consideration 💛

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yourusername slow afternoons with books, coffee, and my lover 🤍 to be alone with you 🤍 (I am obsessed with the copy of 'the book of disquiet' he got me, te amo, carlito!)

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carlossainz55 te quiero, cariño 💓

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sillyseason_ did yn just turn carlos into a reader or am I tripping?

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scuderiaferrari we loved to have you, yn! 😍

⤷ mclaren us too, yn! you should watch the next race from our garage (we'll get you all the coffee you want!)

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txtgkk · 5 months

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Muscle Memory

Synopsis: things get a bit heated while you’re reading to Nanami as you guys are cuddled up in bed.

Warning: nsfw, 18+, fluff, smut, fem!reader, overstimulation, creampie, masturbation (fem!receiving)

A/N: Got this Idea at 4am while I was reading poetry…don’t judge me! Anyways I hope you guys enjoy! 😭✌🏽

Also! I’m so sorry for the lag & errors I literally NEVER proofread what I post cuz I’m tired and idc that much but yeah 😭 & I totally forgot I was writing this. 😜

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Nanami was always very tired and grumpy all because of his job. He hated it, he didn’t really enjoy anything in life but one thing that never failed to bring him comfort was when you guys would cuddle up in bed at night and he would listen as you read him one of your many poetry books. It was something that started randomly then developed into a routine but, tonight was different.

Nanami got home from work more frustrated that usual, he set his things on the entrance table and put his shoes against neatly against the wall. He walked straight to the bathroom and got into the shower without looking your way or saying anything. When he finished showering he walked over to his side of the closet and put on boxers and pajamas pants.

“Rough day?” You asked.

“Mhm.” He responded and let out a long sigh. He climbed into bed and pulled you close burying his face into the crook of your neck breathing in your scent.

“Do you want a massage or something?” You ask and he shook his head.

“No, can you just read to me like you usually do?” He asked and you nodded.

You picked up the book you were currently reading and began to recite the poems to him, Nanami felt himself relax as he held you close. It was only then that he realized what you were wearing, you were wearing his favorite nightgown. He loved the way it looked on you and how the baby blue color made your skin look so nice, he also loved how it showed off your curves and would ride up when you sat down.

You could hear as he groaned, he pulled away and rested his head on his arm as he laid next to you. Your body shivered when you felt his hand on your thigh, at first he was just running the tips of his fingers against it but then he began to squeeze it.

Namani didn’t know whether it was your tone or the way you were dressed but it was arousing him. His hand slowly inched closer and closer to the end of your skirt, “I love the way you read.” He said in a low tone.

“Thank you.” You smiled and continued.

His moved his hand down so it was now in-between your things, you immediately felt your body heat up and your clit began to ache.

“Your voice is so soothing.” He groaned and you could feel his fingers graze your panties.

“T-thank you…you’re too kind.” You stutter.

As you continue reading it becomes harder for you to concentrate now that all your mind is focused on is satisfying the aching feeling in-between your thighs.

Suddenly Nanami cups your cunt with his hand never once looking away from your face, you moan as goosebumps cover your body which causes him to chuckle. He loves the way your body reacts to his touch and he loves how you squeeze your thighs together.

“You’re already so wet just from my touch.” He smirks causing you to swallow hard.

You had completely forgotten about the fact that you were reading and you pressed yourself against his large hand moaning at the feeling.

“Nanami please.” You whine but he ignored you.

“Keep reading love.” He demands and you pick up the book trying to continue reading.

Once he hears you reading he slides his hand up your dress and into your panties, he then begins to massage your clit causing you to yelp. He moves his fingers in a painfully slow circular motion, your body shivers as you try to keep your composure. He picks up the speed causing you to moan, your mind becomes foggy and the once simple words on the page in front of you become more difficult to read than ever.

“Don’t stop reading.” He orders.

“Nanami I c-can’t.” You moan.

“Then I guess I should stop.” He says and your eyes widened when he suddenly stopped, the high you were chasing disappears, you quickly pick up the book.

“I-I’ll read!” You cry out and he smirks as he continues to rub your clit.

This painful torture continues until you feel and orgasm wash over you, every muscle in your body tenses as you cry out till you cum. Your chest heaves as you come down from your high, you suddenly gasp when he slips two of his large fingers into your cunt.

You clenched around hit fingers causing him to groan. He began to slowly thrust his fingers into you before picking up the pace, you moaned every time he curled his fingers inside you as he laid right by your side with a smug smirk on his face enjoying the sounds you made.

Nanami thrusted his fingers into you and curled them slightly causing your eyes to roll to the back of your head and your back to arch. Your cries filled the room and you dropped the book, “fuck, fuck, fuckkkk!” You cried as he hit you g-spot.

“It’s like fuckin’ muscle memory princess.” He chuckled softly.

Nanami suddenly sat up and moved over to your thighs as he sat on his knees, he continued to thrust his fingers into you and watch as they slip in and out of your soaped cunt.

“Baby…” Nanami said in a low growl.

“Mhmm, ahh! Nanami d-don’t stop!” You moaned.

“I love watching how your pretty pussy swallows my fingers.” He smirked.

Watching how your body reacted to his touch and hearing your lewd noises has his dick begging for relief, he continued to finger fuck you till you came around his finger then he unbuttoned his pants.

“What do you think love? Want me to fuck you till sunrise?” He asked with a large grin in his face.

“What about worked?” You breathed heavily.

“I’ll just work overtime.” He said and pulled down his pants ready to fuck you senseless.

#nanami kento #jjk nanami #nanami x reader #nanami smut #jujutsu nanami #jujutsu kaisen nanami #nanami x you #nanami fluff #jjk #jjk x reader #jjk x you #smut

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quartztwst · 23 days

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Me and the gang pulling up 😝😝🥶🥶🥶

JUDGING YOUR GANG'S OUTFITS

1. Vil Schoenheit the one and only

Can I say something

I fucking HATE Vil's live2D

AND IT CLEARLY RUINED THE LOOK

It doesn't look like anything like his official art

Is he wearing a bun??? (I didn't read the full chapters yet) It's fine if it's a bun

The shoes are fucking ugly TAKE THOSE OFF SCHOENHEIT

The shoes look like his school uniform ones.

CAN WE REPLACE THEM WITH STILETTOS??? HE'D LOOK GOOD LIKE WHY ARE YOU RUINING HIM

The brown of the shoes are not... they just don't look good

They couldve made it black to match the rest of the outfit 😭😭💀

THAT ONE SINGULAR BUTTON IS LITERALLY PISSING ME OFF

Why does he have the FUCKING THANOS GLOVE

IS VIL A MARVEL REFERENCE???

6/10

Honestly the whole look would've looked good if they let him wear earrings

2. A..... Azul Ashengrotto.............. 😨

What did they do to you my baby what the fuck

HE LOOKS LIKE A BRITISH BOY WITH A RAINCOAAAT 😭😭😭

WHY DOES IT LOOK TOO BIG ON HIM

Yk I was really liking the sleeves with the slits but they look really big here...

I guess it's to help with animating them but I really do think there was a better way to do it

He looks like a cartoon principal or a weird lawyer 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

WE DONT TALK ABOUT HIS UNWASHED HAIR........

Ngl the card made him look better

I LOVE YOU SO MUCH WHY DID THEY TAKE AWAY YOUR SWAG AND SASSINESS

6.5/10

3. Jamil Viper my king

Honestly I would say the top half looks fine but the bottom half looks like they were trying something??

Like the baggy pants and a trenchcoat

I feel like I know what they were tryna do but... IT'S JUST NOT THERE YET...

Honestly should've stuck with the skirt

But he looks alright

JAMIL WITH CORNROWS REALLY SURPRISED ME

But idk if it's my thing to speak on since I'm not black so that's all I will say

The outfit doesn't look that bad to me

7/10

ACE TRAPPOLA RAHHHH 🔥🔥🔥🔥

Okay so far he probably looks the best

I've don't have that much to say except that the colors make him look chocolate flavored

He looks ok and also he's really cute in his card ok

8/10

#twisted wonderland #twst #vil schoenheit #azul ashengrotto #jamil viper #ace trappola

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mxqdii · 7 months

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hi!! so, I was wondering if you could do a Matt x girly reader head cannon, if you haven't already of course! Like I'm just imagining reader always wearing pink and skirts and dresses and always having her hair and makeup done? Idk I'm sure you could make it super cute<3!

headcannons - m.s x girly gf

pairings: matt sturniolo x reader

summary: headcannons

warning(s): mentions of getting cat called

not proofread

matt would watch you do your makeup in amazement like everytime. (although he thinks you're beautiful either way)

i feel like the fans would find you and matts relationship sooo cute like seeing matt x girly reader is soo AWHH

he would def be very protective over you (like extra) i can't really explain why

would for sure call you 'cute' like everyday

loves when you put bows in your hair, like finds it absolutely adorable and it melts his heart

even though you ask nick to take most of your instagram pics, if you asked him?? he'd be smiling the whole time and probably get distracted staring at you and forget to take the pics 😭

bye if someone cat calls you?? jaw is clenched and chris probably has to hold him back 💀

loves when you kiss his cheek and it leaves a lipstick mark (he'd be the type to not wipe it off)

if your skirt rides up (i hate when this happens) he'd make sure to pull it down for you and tbh is just always looking out for you

his hand is always on your thigh

wakes you up with coffee or tea (whichever u prefer) in a pink mug

ties your shoes for you or if you wear mary janes he would strap them for you (if that makes sense)

would buy candles you like and put them in his room so he could light them when you come over (nick and chris tell him his room smells like you after)

if you wear a girly perfume sent?? the boy is obbsesed and would always be near you, hugging you extra, he's in love with your scent

if you read, he'd just stare at you adored at your focusness, loving your expressions as you keep reading.

always buys you jewlery or pink things in general

buys you stuffed animals

lets you put facemasks on him because he likes how happy you get

keeps candy in his pockets for you (or something sweet)

buys you starbucks

TAGLIST:

@annaisabookworm @stargirlv0id @strniolo

#matt sturniolo headcannons #sturniolo triplets #matt sturniolo #chris sturniolo #matt sturniolo x reader #chris sturniolo fanfic #chris sturniolo x reader #nick sturniolo #fluff #matthew sturniolo imagine #matthew sturniolo x reader #matthew sturniolo #matthew x reader #chris sturniolo fluff #chris sturniolo imagine #nick sturniolo fanfic #sturniolo #christopher sturniolo #madispeaks!

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bittersweet-folder · 3 days

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♡. Stuck by the glue🎐🍃🌧

Pairing: literature student Wonwoo × literature student gn reader. (University au)

Genre: fluff, lots of fluff and bit of crack lol, established relationship, there's lots of kissing | Word count: 1.5k [ik I went overboard lol] | MASTER LIST

Song rec: tip toe by hybs // glue song by beabadoobee ft clairo // love scene by baekhyun [yes title is inspired by the glue song]

Warning: there's lots of kissing ? And Wonwoo rides a bike.

Summary: you were at your boyfriend's place. you were bored and Wonwoo is reading. So Wonwoo came up with the idea of taking you to a bookstore he came across few days back

Note: here's some oddly specific details🍃 reader is tall but shorter than Wonwoo and wears glasses and even if you dont wear glases that is also okay (This is for all my tall glass girlies and gays out there because I'm one of them as well)

Taglist: @hongmingo , @shuabby1994 , @unlikelysublimekryptonite , @asyre , @yumiyumis-blog @soobunsbun , @nishloves , @aaniag , @sikuthealien , @jespecially , @thepoopdokyeomtouched (girlie lemme know if you were in my taglist 😭 because I've lost track of it😭)

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A nice pleasant Sunday afternoon. You came over to Wonwoo's apartment for lunch. You both don't live too far away, barely ten minutes away from each other. After lunch you laid on one side, on the sofa, your head resting on Wonwoo's lap. You were going through random shows on TV. One of Wonwoo's hands was caressing your hair while the other held a book he was reading. To be more accurate, going through the reading material suggested by their professor in class. You were bored. Not because of Wonwoo nor the random tv show displayed in front of you. Wonwoo did notice that. "Are you okay? Or you're bored? Which one?"

"Jeon Wonwoo am I that transparent-" you turned to look at him, your lips pressed in a thin line.

"Well maybe anyone can figure that out because you are going through random tv shows without actually watching them" He said while squeezing your cheeks.

"Okay then what about the book you're reading? Is it doing any better?" You said.

"I am particularly not liking it at all and reading it for the sake of my degree" He said with a forced smile really did explain that he was suffering.

"Wow okay, things we go through as literature students huh, even I hated some reading material from the previous semester. I swear to God they were so sexist and insufferable I don't even want to talk about those anymore" You said mulling over that for a few moments.

"Yeah exactly but I was asking if you're bored baby" He had a soft smile on his lips clearly because he saw that you got distracted from what he asked you previously. You were flustered about the fact that you went a bit off topic.

"Umm well yes I am and what will you do about that?"

"Hmmm lemme think…" he paused to think and then continued "we can go to a bookstore? there's a new one I came across, it also sells second hand books which are cheap"

"What-" you were always over the moon whenever you went book shopping with your boyfriend. "Oh yes we are going to the bookstore now!!"you exclaimed in sheer excitement. One thing Wonwoo knew is that you loved books and anything related to books. Bookstores had a special place in your heart, his too since that's how both meet. In a bookstore. Nearby your university. On a busy rainy monday afternoon.

"Alright sweetheart, wear your shoes and cardigan, I'll go get changed okay?" He said and then pressed a kiss on your cheek. You nodded and then started getting ready and fixed your hair too.

Wonwoo came out of his room after a few minutes in a sap green hoodie and wide legged jeans and… riding gloves?

He walked up to you. "So I'm guessing you're ready let's goo then"

"Umm baby are you gonna give me a ride as well?" you looked at his gloves and then raised your eyebrows.

"What kinda ride exactly are you talking about baby?" Wonwoo smirked.

"Eyyyy shut up you dirty minded weirdo I'm talking about the gloves you're wearing" you smacked his arm while the blush on your cheeks were becoming even more evident.

"Well yes love I'm gonna give you a ride to the bookstore because it's a little far away" Wonwoo squished your cheeks with both of his hands and planted a peck on your lips. You both put on your shoes and walked out of his apartment. Wonwoo locked the door and handed you your helmet. Wonwoo riding a bike was your favorite genre of Wonwoo. You found that really attractive of him for some reason. You also remember him, giving you a ride to your home because it was raining and you weren't carrying an umbrella. As cliche as it sounds like a scene from romantic dramas, that was the first ever time you saw him riding a bike and giving you a ride as well. You liked that feeling of holding someone close and resting your chin on their shoulder. And that someone became Wonwoo.

When you both reached the bookstore you saw it's an old bookstore and is a little dilapidated but it had its own beauty in its way.

"It's quite an old one, you know. I came across this a few days back while the night out with the guys" he said.

"Oh ohhh I see"

You both entered the bookstore and were greeted by an old man.

"Ahh we have a young couple as customers today! Good afternoon to you both. New books are on the ground floor, the second hand ones are upstairs" the old man may have aged a lot but he seemed to be very cheerful for his age which you really liked.

"Good afternoon grandpa and thank you" You both greeted him and went inside the bookstore. You felt a hand around your waist.

"We really do give off couple vibes huh"

"Yes honey we do! now coming to the point on what books we wanna buy"

"I'll guessing it's either a horror or a romantic one"

"No, I mean well yes that would differ if there's any book which grabs my attention and you're gonna follow me and hold the books" you smiled and if anything that made his heart melt.

"Why is she so cute, so enthusiastic about her interests, god I love her so much" He thought to himself.

"Wonu back to earth are you even listening?" You raised an eyebrow.

"Yes I got it I heard what you said" He said.

You both started looking through the romance section first but didn't end up finding anything much interesting. Then you both went through the crime and thriller. It's like that's where the magic happens.

"Wonu wonu! Isn't this the locked room mystery novel you were searching for?" You held a book named "The Village of Eight Murders" by Seishi Yokomizo.

"Oh yess I was. There's also a fourth book, the last book of the series The Inugami Curse" He said and then took the book from your hand going through the pages.

"Found it!" You said after finding the fourth book. He raised his eyebrows and looked at you. "So are we.." you cut him off mid sentence "we're taking these two, hold them baby" you were happy to finally found the book he was searching for. He was happy too.

"Wonwoo?" you called him by his name, your voice was soft.

"Yes love" He said, his fingers still going over the titles of each book on the shelf he's looking through. You turned and looked at him.

"I wanna go upstairs" you said.

"Hmm alright let's go" he said while a soft smile lingered on his lips.

While going upstairs y'all heard the rain suddenly started pouring down.

"See I told you it will rain tomorrow around this time, now I want my kiss baby" Wonwoo said grinning.

"Nope you aren't getting any right now especially not when we are here standing inside a bookstore" You said with a playful smile on your face. The books upstairs were second hand books so it was common to come across the one's which might have damaged covers too. Wonwoo picked out a book for you.

"y/n isn't this the book you were talking about yesterday? Its cover is slightly torn though" Wonwoo handed you the book. It was "The Remains of the Day" by Kazuo Ishiguro.

"Oh my God yesss! I'll buy this and we can glue that part you know" you said looking at the torn cover of the book he was holding.

"Yeah it's like how books helped me glue to you and we ended up in a relationship"

"My my aren't you being so cheesy for someone who's standing in the fiction aisle with me" You gave him a coy look and then went back searching through the shelf of books.

"Well then love what about kissing in the bookshops as well, like they do in the romance books"

A blush crept your cheeks and ears. You turned to look at him. He smiled looking at your flustered face, his eyes traveling back and forth on your eyes and then your lips.

"Since when did you become so romantic-" your sentence was cut off by him putting his arm around your shoulder, pulling you closer to the side slowly. And then he pressed his lips against yours. A soft and warm kiss in the middle of a crispy old bookshop while the euphonious sound of the rain drizzling played outside. He pulled away shortly after but you chased for his lip even more.

"I always was and you're cute when you want more you know" he whispered, his cheeks slightly flushed now as well.

"Yes of course you are" you mumbled and pouted.

"We should check out these books, you know" you said.

"Yes love we will but let's just stay here until the rain slacks off" Wonwoo said as he took you by your hand and made your way to the couch placed on the right side of the room.

"Till then we'll sit here okay?" Wonwoo made himself comfortable sitting beside you.

"Yeah you're right" You said leaning on his shoulder.

Let's just say,he made your day a lot better than before.

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A/n: my exams are finally over so yes I'm back and I'll write more ig. A lotta drafts are piled up literally. Also feedbacks and reblogs are really appreciated. I have proofread once but lemme know if there's any grammatical errors.

ALSO YES I WAS LITERALLY GIVING Y'ALL BOOK RECS THROUGH THIS CUZ DUH I'M AN ENGLISH MAJOR TOO.

#seventeen #seventeen fanfic #seventeen fic #seventeen imagines #seventeen scenarios #seventeen fluff #wonwoo #jeon wonwoo #jeon wonwoo fluff #wonwoo fluff #wonwoo x reader #wonwoo x you #svt fanfic #svt scenarios #svt fluff #svt imagines #svt wonwoo #svt hip hop unit

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myvampyrez · 2 months

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So excited to see a new DMC writer on Tumblr 🎉🎉 could I request just some domestic headcanons with Dante?

domestic dante hc’s 𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪

dante (devil may cry) x reader

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thank you for this req!! saw the lack of dmc fics and decided to just make some myself lol. hope you guys enjoy my stuff 💕

┊ ˚➶ warnings ｡˚ 🎼

few curse words? just lots of fluff mainly

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❥ oh my gosh please take care of DANTE because he honestly neglects himself and his place

❥ whatever you do, don’t imagine you and dante doing dishes—an activity he absolutely hates—while you tell him all the gossip you find out

❥ he simply gasps and ‘ooh’s at everything, mouth occasionally dropping open at certain scandals

❥ he’s literally the perfect person to gossip with

❥ whatever you do, don’t imagine running your hands through dante’s hair as you lather the shampoo, the suds tinted a dark red and brown from all the blood and grime of his job as he throws his head back with a groan

❥ whatever you do, DON’T imagine dante placing his hands on your waist as he tugs you closer to him, feet coming down from their resting spot on the desk so you could stand between his legs as he looks up at you with gazing blue eyes

❥ i am feral oh my goodness

❥ and definitely don’t imagine tending to the bruises and scrapes that he comes home with

❥ even though dante’s body perfectly capable of healing itself, he loves when you baby him

❥ because he’s at work a lot or is tryna pay off his bills, he loves just coming home and spending time with you when he can

❥ honestly collapses on the couch (or bed, whichever’s closer) and encourages you to join, face still buried in the pillow as he beckons you over with an open hand

❥ if you wear makeup and fall asleep with it on, dante will try his best to clean it off for you

❥ except he’s like.. rlly bad at it lmfao

❥ but the thoughts there!! he’s trying his best 💔💔

❥ the type of guy to call you the cheesiest nicknames tho

❥ like.. babycakes? really 😭?

❥ also gives light swats at your ass if you bend over, i’m sorry but it’s true

❥ likes touching you with at least some part of his body, if you sleep then your legs gotta lock or if you’re on the couch his arms around you

❥ but good luck because this man is a FURNACE

❥ if you have anemia / low iron or like any other condition where you can get pretty cold, this man is your lifeline

❥ read a fic about dante carrying like tons of bags after he spoiled you and went shopping with you despite not even having money to pay bills at the devil may cry and let me just say i am an avid believer of that as well

❥ you’ll literally be walking away from a cute necklace or pair of shoes and then you turn around and think wheres dante?

❥ then you just see him hauling ass towards you as he tries to keep up with all the bags he has in his hands while you spot the small rectangular velvet box in his hands

❥ ugh

❥ i wont him

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DANTE watched as soft snores fell from your parted lips, hair splayed out below you crazily. he knew those would be a bitch to comb out later, but he couldn’t focus on anything else on the fact that the sunlight was hitting you just right, your skin coated in a deep gold as it reflected off your body.

you could’ve told dante you were an angel, and he would’ve believed you in a heartbeat. he’ll admit, he was a sucker for moments like these. even if seemed odd in retrospect, he just enjoyed seeing you so serene.

his eyes flickered around the room, trying to find a way to occupy his brain without waking you up before they finally fell on the black plastic remote that lay under your head.

dante’s hand slowly inched over, fingers almost tip-toeing their way over to you as he touched the remote. he was careful to pull it from under you, tugging it very slightly despite the weight of your head resting on it.

you stirred, making dante’s eyes widen as he paused his movements and bit his lip, even making a point so as to hold his breath. you licked your lips, dry from sleep as your head turned over to the other side of the pillow, sighing as you felt the coolness beneath your face.

dante exhaled in relief, before grabbing the remote and turning the tv off as he made sure to turn the volume down so you wouldn’t awake. even if a few minutes later you did anyways.

your eyelashes fluttered open as you caught dante muttering something at the tv, his eyes glued to some crappy reality tv show as they cut to an interview of a girl on the show. he scowled when he saw her, to which you softly laughed, tone gravelly from the thick coat of sleep still layering your voice. dante turned his head, pushing a strand of hair behind your ear as he softly shushed you and coaxed you to go back to sleep.

“‘s alright, just go back to sleep baby.”

“can’t really go back to sleep when you’re shit-talking the contestants, dante.” you smiled at him as he admired you, gazing down upon you as you stretched your limbs and rubbed the sleep away from your eyes, attention turning to the tv.

“what season is this?” you asked. dante’s hand never left your hair as his hands ran through it, careful not to snag on any tangles before responding with a quiet, “three.”

and in that moment when you looked back at him, eyes filled to the brim with nothing but adoration, he could’ve sworn his heart had stopped. dante felt as if the sun favored you, because every time you stepped in it, somehow you looked absolutely ethereal.

yeah, dante thought, he liked these small moments you two shared.

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sarahmysweetie · 1 year

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You called

Rafe Cameron x reader

Requested by @rafecgf : heey, can you do one with "you came" "you called" pls i need it 😭

Hii thank you so much for the request i love this prompt! Sorry that it took me long to write this but i hope you like this<3

Summary: You get in trouble and call Rafe for help. Luckily your boyfriend is always ready to drop everything for you.

Warnings: swearing, violence

Rocks crunch under my shoes as i walk along the sidewalk. I was just hanging out with my friends at the beach and now I'm walking back home. It's getting late and i check my phone. Rafe is still at that business meeting. My boyfriend and Ward invited some "future partner of Cameron Development" to Tanneyhill. I don't really know what's going on but Rafe told me that it's "an important partnership" and "the next step". He seemed excited so i think it's an important meeting. That's why i haven't texted or disturbed him tonight.

My bikinitop is still a bit wet, but the sun has dried it a little. I put on mini denimshorts before i left the beach and threw on an light button-down. I left the buttons undone, because it's a really warm evening even though the sun is already setting. Two shirtless dudes walk towards me, but before they pass me i see their eyes glance over my body.

"Slut", the brunette guy says to the blond one. They laugh and i spin around.

"Excuse me?" i ask. They turn around smirking.

"Oh i just meant that you're dressed like a fucking hooker", the brunet says. I've seen them at the golf club but i don't know their names. They're not even wearing a shirt and they're accusing me of walking around wearing a bikinitop? I'm too stunned to say anything at first.

"And you're a fucking dick", i say. I turn around again, trying to walk away but suddenly i feel a hand grab my wrist. Panic shoots through me immediately.

"Shut the fuck up. Walking around looking like that you're basically asking for it", the blond says. He is squeezing my wrist tight as i try to loosen his grip. No chance.

"Let go of me", i shout. The blond guy grabs my other wrist too, holding me tighter. The brunet glances over his shoulders quickly and then covers my mouth with his hand.

"Shh shh", he shushes me and i feel tears forming in my eyes. I want to travel back in time and just keep walking when he said that nasty thing about me.

"Okay okay i'm sorry", i say desperately, my voice muffled by his hand.

"You know what we do to bitches who run their mouth at us?" the guy who's covering my mouth says threateningly. His face inches closer to mine as i try to lean away from him.

"M-my boyfriend is on his way here", i cry. That's not true but i'm trying to scare these guys away. The brunet looks at the blonde one. Trying to figure out what to do with me. Please just let me go.

Next thing i do is a fatal mistake. I yank my body, trying to get my wrists free. I manage to escape from the blond one's grip and try to run away. The guys yell and grab my arm. I feel nails digging into my skin. I turn around and see the blond boy holding me tight.

"Just please leave me alone and i won't tell anyone", i cry and plead. I close my eyes shut. I hate that they're touching me, i hate that i'm not home right now, i hate that i ever said anything to them. Suddenly i feel the guys jumping away from me. I open my eyes and see an old man on the other side of the road, looking at us from his frontdoor.

"Fuck, we gotta go", the brunet says and they start running. I look at the man with tears streaming down my cheeks. He looks at me but then goes back inside, closing the door. I don't waste time. I start running as fast as i can, trying to get as far away from those guys as possible. After a while i can't breathe anymore. My chest hurts and i double over, trying to get some air into my lungs. I turn to look behind me. No sign of the guys. I'm nowhere near my house, i ran into the opposite direction. I pull my phone out of my pocket with shaky hands. Rafe's meeting still hasn't ended. I press my eyes shut and close my phone, tears rolling down my cheeks. I don't want to disturb Rafe's meeting, i know how important it is. I take in a shaky breath. I need him, i need to get home, i need to feel safe. I open my phone again and call Rafe with trembling hands.

Rafe's pov:

"I want to thank you again for inviting me to your home", our new business partner says.

"Thank you for wanting to cooperate with Cameron Development", Ward smiles and stands up from his seat for a moment to shake his hand.

"Should we discuss our next project now?" i ask and spread a few papers on the table. Before anyone can answer, my phone starts vibrating in my pocket.

"I'm sorry", i say and grab my phone to silence it. Y/n is calling. I know she knows that i'm having a meeting so she wouldn't call me just for fun. Is she okay?

"I'm so sorry i have to take this", i stand up. I can see my dad looking at me like i'm crazy but i walk to the living room. I answer the call and press the phone to my ear.

"Hi honey are you okay?" i ask. First i don't hear anything on the line, but then i hear her shaky breath.

"I'm sorry for interrupting your meeting Rafe, b-but something happened."

"No don't worry, what's wrong? Are you hurt?" my heartbeat rises. I'm starting to get worried.

"These guys they just- i know it was my fault i shouldn't have said anything- a-and now i'm far away from home and i'm so scared", i can hear her crying.

"Share your location and i'll be right there honey don't worry", i tell her.

"Okay Rafe", she sniffs and the call ends. After a second, she sends me her live location. I grab my car keys and rush back to the dining room.

"I'm so sorry but i have to go now, it's an emergency", i explain.

"But Rafe-", dad doesn't get to finish his sentence when i rush out.

Y/n's pov:

I'm sitting on the edge of the sidewalk when i finally hear a car coming. I lift my head up and see Rafe's car stopping almost right in front of me. Rafe jumps off the car, wearing nice clothes, rushing to me. A wave of relief washes over me when i see his face.

"You came", i say in between sobs and look at him as he kneels down and wraps his arms around me.

"You called", he whispers and hugs me tightly. I cling on to him like he's my anchor, my face glistening with tears. Rafe lifts me up back to my feet, still holding my body close to his. When he lets go of me, he eyes me up and down, searching for any kind of injury.

"Are you hurt?", he asks. I can hear the worry in his voice.

"My arm hurts but i'm fine", i say quietly and he grabs my arm. For a second it reminds me of the guys, grabbing my arm and wrists. But Rafe's touch feels different, it feels familiar. He touches me like he always has; gently and softly. He inspects my arm, stroking the nail marks. His face is filled with sadness and worry.

"Who did this to you?"

We get in the car and Rafe starts it. I put on my seatbelt and untangle my hair with my fingers.

"There is a hairbrush in the glove compartment", Rafe tells me. I open it and grab the hairbrush. Rafe always has everything i need in his car and in his room. That's one thing i love about him; he always thinks about me and buys these things for his car in case i need them.

"What happened?" he asks as we start moving. I sigh.

"These guys walked past me and called me a slut for wearing a bikinitop."

"What? Do you know them?" Rafe frowns.

"No! I mean i've seen them at the golfclub but i don't know their names and i'm pretty sure they don't know me either. But anyways, then i said excuse me and they got mad. They grabbed me and yelled at me and i tried to escape but they got me again and i begged for them to let me go and then finally some old man opened his door and the guys got scared and ran away", i ramble. I feel tears forming in my eyes again.

"A-and i know that i shouldn't have said anything to them i was so dumb i should've just kept walking", i look down as my voice gets quieter with every word, tears falling down my cheeks. Rafe puts his hand on my thigh, stroking it with his thumb.

"Honey i'm so sorry that you had to go through that but it was absolutely not your fault, you gotta understand that okay?" his voice is gentle but strict.

"They had no right to say that thing about you in the first place, and they had no right to hurt and scare you", Rafe keeps talking. I nod.

"I'm sorry for ruining your meeting", i turn my face to look at him.

"You ruined nothing", he gives me a smile.

"You wanna stay with me tonight?" he asks.

"Of course i do", i say quietly, finally breaking into a small smile.

I'm laying on Rafe's bed, wearing comfortable clothes.

"Thank you for coming to get me", i say.

"Of course i did", he says as he looks for the tv remote. He finds it and throws it on the bed. I stand up and walk to him. I put my hand on the back of his neck, lowering his head so i can press my lips to his. He kisses me back, holding my cheek. His other hand is on my back. When i break the kiss, he smiles down at me.

"Okay", Rafe says and pecks my forehead.

"You go lie down and i'll get us some ice cream from downstairs." I sit back on the bed and grab the remote and start to browse for a film to watch.

"You know i love you very much", he says before he leaves. I turn my face from the tv screen and look at his face.

"I know sweetie. I love you too", i smile. He smiles back at me.

"Okay mint chocolate chip or cookie dough?"

"Always cookie dough."

"I'll be right back, you pick a movie", he smiles and leaves. I hear bowls clinking downstairs and i smile. I get comfortable on the bed and pick a funny comedy, feeling safe and at home.

#rafe cameron #rafe cameron x reader #obx #outer banks #obx rafe #rafe cameron fic #rafe cameron imagine #obx x y/n #rafe cameron x y/n #rafe cameron fluff

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the-s1lly-corner · 6 months

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Not too sure if you’ve done this but can you do TADC x Ghost!reader? Like they’re kinda just wearing a white sheet with black holes that resemble eyes, but there’s like nothing under the sheet so when it’s pulled off it looks like no one’s there

TADC cast x ghostsheet!reader !

Wasnt sure if I shouldve said ghostsheet or ghost... ghost implies like, traditional ghost but ghostsheet ties in the... sheet..

Still a lil sick and imma be blunt (not to you but in general.. actually I had ideas for nearly everyone for this idea!) I do be struggling with coming up with ideas for some characters for some requests <\3 I feel so bad when a characters part is dry or short 😭😭 I promise I'm invested in yalls ideas but some prompt/charafter combos do not give me many ideas <\3

CAINE:

Assuming this is romantic imagine he tries to lift up your sheet.. probably says something about "wanting a lil sneak peek of his darling" or maybe even making a joke that the sheet is a veil.. only to pause when theres visibly nothing there. His jaws probably hang open before he composes himself and tries to play off his shock with quick witted flirting. Of course this is all stemming off the idea that you forget to tell him/he has yet to see your sheet fall off so..!

POMNI:

Depending on how long your sheet is (mentally I'm seeing it at the ankle... oddly enough I can see the reader wearing these sneakers) she probably finds out you're... invisible... after accidentally stepping on the back of your sheet and pulling it off. Stops mid apology before just absolutely freaking out. Probably let's out a choked out scream thinking she just krilled you before you slap a hand over her mouth, so no one rushes in to see the commotion.. it's a little embarrassing for both sides...! You're basically nude..!!!/j

Or actually who knows, maybe the reader views it like that... I dont know the readers personality

RAGATHA:

Ooo okay so I think she would give you cute little pins and patches for you, so you can personalize your sheet more! Also ties in the hc that ragatha makes handmade stuff for her friends/partners!

A little thrown off guard when you go sheetless around her for the first time, but she quickly shrugs it off. Pro not the weirdest thing shes seen in the circus!

Offers to make you entirely new sheets, with patches and patterns and all that now that she knows it detachable

JAX:

Does the same thing as pomni except he would do it on purpose. Or maybe he yoinks your sheet and tries to make a run for it.... before stopping dead in his tracks when he turns around and you're seemingly not there. Of course assuming this is his first time snatching your sheet

Kind of just

Stands there

A little confused, really

Also assuming reader doesnt have shoes and just has their dogs out/j

Lets out a short Yelp when the sheet is suddenly torn out of his hand

I know you may be thinking that he would try to recruite you for his pranks but I wholeheartedly believe he would be terrified of you. Like all you have to do is take the sheet off and you can be hiding anywhere. For all he knows YOURE planning to do something to him, prank wise

Also likes having his pranks me a surprise

KINGER:

He sees your sheet abandoned on the ground and he thinks you melted, or perhaps you can "collapse" like gangle... huh, weird... goes to pick your sheet up, asking if you're alright. Before jumping st least 2 feet in the air when your voice answers his question... from behind him...

Oh reader please please dont do that ever again, his poor digital heart cant handle scares like that.. paranoia or not, I think kinger always hated jumpscares. Long before he entered the circus

Please apologize to him

ZOOBLE:

Now ZOOBLE would ask you to cause some mischief when they find out you're invisible under the sheet. Except, only target it to one person... jax. I mean think about it, zooble already doesnt seem to like him... and they're probably annoyed about the whole "stealing your arm to scratch my own back thing"... I mean I doubt it's the first time jax has messed with zooble, considering he did it so casually and how he treats the others... so if you're... down with a little haunting..

Similar to ragatha, I dont think theyd be all that phased. If anything they would think it's cool! I already hc that before getting stuck in the circus, zooble was into cryptids and the supernatural as well as general "disturbing" topics, so ghosts are right up their alley...... even if you're not really a ghost

GANGLE:

Thinks the sheet is cute! I was gonna say she finds out after accidentally tripping over your sheet and pulling it off, but... I actually.. dont know if gangle has heavy enough feet to do that

I mean she's ribbon

I think it would be revealed when you casually ask if you can.. "get comfortable" while in her room while you guys are drawing

Obviously, she says yes, because who wouldnt want someone to be comfortable... before literally dropping her comedy mask in shock when you literally. Take the sheet off

Of course this is assuming you dont view it as being nude, as opposed to pomnis segment but

Yeah

Tries not to make a big deal of it, last thing she wants is for you to feel bad... definitely takes her s minute to compose herself...

#tadc x reader #the amazing digital circus x reader #digital circus x reader #caine x reader #pomni x reader #ragatha x reader #jax x reader #kinger x reader #zooble x reader #gangle x reader

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ᴛʜᴇ ꜰɪʀꜱᴛ ᴍᴇᴇᴛɪɴɢ

Harry Styles x British Royal!Reader

Her Royal Highness Princess YN, daughter to Prince Charles and late Princess Diana, Prince and Princess of Wales, younger sister to Prince William, Duke of Cambridge, and Prince Harry, Duke of Sussex, and granddaughter to Her Majesty Queen Elizabeth II and His Royal Highness Prince Philip, Duke of Edinburgh would’ve never thought to meet Harry Styles by accident—by literally running into him. And Harry Styles would’ve never thought to meet the Princess of England again after that seemingly fateful afternoon.

faceclaim: Saoirse Ronan

author’s note: If you see any mistakes I made—especially royal title wise—please send an ask (anon asks are enabled!). I seriously love and appreciate your help with that <3

series masterlist » prologue

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sunflowerbutterfly Sometimes I really hate my job—especially if I have to change out of my comfy pullover and fluffy slippers into a dress, a coat, and some high heels.

Seriously, who invented high heels? Hey Alexa, who invented high heels? … ah, so ancient Iran, aka Persia, is to blame. Great. I will condemn those for centuries dead people happily while I suffer during every step I take this afternoon. Burn in hell, ancient Persian torturer.

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MacMark You only have to find the shoe.

↳ sunflowerbutterfly It‘s easy for you to say because you can walk in every shoe, Meg 💀

↳ MacMark Well… That is true, but everyone has their pair of shoe 👀

↳ sunflowerbutterfly Then my pair is obviously and most definitely my Nike sneaker or Converse

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murderbane Rebell against the norms! Wear sneaker!

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↳ gingerprince Not sure if Granny—or the monarchy as such—would love that suggestion, Meredith.

↳ murderbane Fuck the system!

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↳ sunflowerbutterfly I know again why Granny won’t let you come to Buckingham for another lunch.

↳ murderbane Oh, come on, YNN! That flying sandwich was fun!

↳ gingerprince Wait, you are the one responsible for the Salmon Sandwich Incident???

↳ sunflowerbutterfly Please, don’t call it that, brother dearest.

↳ murderbane I am! And he definitely can call it that. It’s the truth and nothing but the truth.

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gingerprince High heels are way out of my league, but they look uncomfortable. Pack a pair of more comfier shoes as second choice?

↳ sunflowerbutterfly No shit, Sherlock 🙄

↳ gingerprince I am sorry that I don’t know more about the secrets of a lady 👀

↳ sunflowerbutterfly I know again why William is my favorite brother.

↳ gingerprince He is not and we both know it 👀

↳ sunflowerbutterfly Keep on dreaming 😙

↳ gingerprince I love you too, dear sister ❤️

instylemagazine Princess YN is now arriving at Strand Campus of King’s College London in a fitted navy blue mid-calf coat by Gucci and black velvet high heels by Jimmy Choo. She is wearing her signature golden butterfly pin—an heirloom of her mother, late Princess Diana.

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dianaforever The pin 🥺

↳ ynismyqueen She once told a reporter that she always wears it to official appearances because it helps her with her anxiety - it’s like her mom is with her 🥺

↳ dianaforever Oh gosh, that’s so sweet but so sad at the same time 😭❤️

yourfan1 Princess YN is a style icon.

yourfan2 Damn, she looks stunning.

↳ yourfan3 True!!!! Though the hat was kinda over the top, but I know for sure that she doesn’t want to wear those but has to

↳ yourfan2 Everyone is wearing those ridiculous hats, so she has to. She will probably rip it off as soon as she is back in the car 😅

royalistsbitch I’m on my knees again. This coat is gorgeous 😮‍💨 But the price 😩

yn_andharryshipper She is wearing Gucci, he is wearing Gucci, I want them to meet, but it will stay a dream, I know it.

hsfan1 Harry’s mom liked this post 🥺❤️

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She could feel the looming shadows of her two Royal Protection Officers right at her back. Aaron and Egil—the first broad, dark, and Scottish, the latter tall, blonde, bearded, and Swedish—shielded her body from the screams of reporters and blinding lights of their clicking cameras while the princess climbed into the back of the waiting SUV. Inside the cozily warm vehicle, YN ripped off the obnoxious hat she was supposed to wear and threw it without a second glance onto the seat next to her. Meanwhile, her feet kicked off the high heels, and with a strangled groan, the blonde pulled them up one after the other and massaged her soles with closed eyes.

The left front door got opened as Egil climbed into the car; Bernard—her favorite driver—already sat behind the wheel and looked through the rear mirror back at the princess. She smiled at the sight of his kind and twinkling eyes. “To Starbucks, Your Highness?” He asked while Egil buckled up. YN nodded. “That would be great, thank you, Bernard. But could we grab a cup at the one in Notting Hill? Near Holland Park? I’m most definitely not in the mood for a crowd.”—Which would form in front of the Starbucks near the river on the other Thames bank opposite Westminster because most tourists frequented this shop. The driver hummed and used the blinker. “Of course, Your Highness.”

Sighing, YN leaned back in her seat but pushed back upward as Egil reached between his feet, clad in shining black Oxford shoes, and conjured a shoebox. He turned in his car seat to hand it over to the princess. “Your sneaker,” the blonde giant smiled, and YN grinned happily. “I thought I forgot them back at Kensington!” She exclaimed and grabbed the box with her current favorite Converse shoes—one in lavender and the other one in a sunflower yellow. Ever since the reporters had seen the princess wearing the odd color combination, every single pair was sold out in the UK and other parts of the world. The internet had been full of posts spotting the same two Converse shoes the princess regularly wore in paparazzi shots.

“Your lady in waiting had handed me the box right before we left, Your Highness, together with this,” the Protection Officer told her while YN had already put on the left shoe. Chuckling, she accepted the book carefully wrapped in soft tissue paper. She knew which book it contained, so she quickly continued putting on the more comfortable shoes before leaning back and unwrapping the book. The first edition of Pride and Prejudice was her entire pride and joy. YN knew it was kind of posh to carry this particular edition around instead of a cheaper paperback edition, but she only would read in it during the ride and maybe in the line while she waited for her coffee. No one would suspect it for a first edition, only if one had better knowledge about books than the majority of the population.

“Thanks, Egil,” she smiled, and the Swedish giant only nodded softly. “There’s nothing to thank me for, Your Highness.” And with that, he turned back and left the princess reading in silence.

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Arriving at the comparably empty Starbucks, YN unbuckled while her door had already got opened by Aaron, who had sat in the car following them with two other Protection Officers. Egil slid off his seat and stationed himself between the opened door and the sidewalk, eyes wandering over the few people strolling down the street. She pushed her finger between the pages before climbing out of the SUV and straightened her coat before pushing a blonde curl behind her ear. The book was opened again in her hands because YN knew how this always went: she would leave the car with Aaron and Egil but would have to wait a few more moments until one of the other officers—Matthew was on duty today—had exited the place in question to give them the all-clear.

The happily moving bell announced Matt’s return, and he nodded to the other two officers. “All clear, only a few customers,” he told them, and YN moved without thought; book still opened and nose buried inside it. Aaron jumped forward to open the door, Egil right at her back, and Matt shielded her side from potential harm before he returned to the second car. “Thanks, A,” the princess mumbled, mind deep inside the world of Elizabeth Bennet and Mr. Darcy.

“I could easily forgive his pride, if he had not mortified mine.” The words left her lips in a whisper and sighing, her finger stroked over the words, always feeling the wonder over literature as soon as she opened particular books. Pride and Prejudice was one of them.

And maybe it was because she read about the devastatingly romantic endeavors of fictional characters who had a much better functioning love life than the Princess of England ever had. Maybe it was because she always had such bad luck in love and interpersonal relationships ever since growing old enough to have the serious kind of it.

But the universe let her run into a solid chest, her precious book tumbling out of her hands and down to the wooden floor where it laid cover-up.

Suddenly, hectic erupted around her, and Aaron and Egil jumped into action while YN still recovered from the sudden stop. Strong hands were gently wrapped around her upper arms to safe her from following her book to the ground, and the fingers of her right hand had buried themselves into the soft fabric of a pullover out of sheer panic and surprise.

Aaron stepped around and stretched out his hands in order to remove the intruder from the princess while Egil tried to maneuver himself between them and the woman. Blinking multiple times, YN shook off the daze; her eyes wandering over an orange and white striped slip-over, a white and brown plaid shirt underneath until they moved to a handsome face with sharp features, a soft beard shadow covering his chin, cheeks, and the skin over his soft looking upper lip. Sea foam green eyes stared wide and in shock down at her, seemingly still taking in the person he had run into, but YN finally was back in reality as Aaron put his hand on the man’s shoulder.

“I need to ask you to step back, sir,” he spoke up in his most scaring officer voice, and as if the brunette only had noticed the presence of the two looming shadows in immaculate black suits now, his wide eyes moved from her face to the towering Scot. After he didn’t follow the order, Aaron grabbed his shoulder and stared him down with a glare as cold as the North Pole. “I said, I need you to step back, sir,” he stressed his request further, the threat lingering in his tone. Egil cleared his throat to get noticed too, and her collision partner almost paled, his hands slowly letting go off her upper arms, but only after he had made sure with another glance she was steady enough.

“Sorry,” he spoke and raised both hands before he took a step back but bent down to get the book from the floor. He looked up to her as he grabbed the old binding, and Harry still couldn’t wrap his mind around the fact that the Princess of England had run right into his arms. He still wasn’t sure if all of this really happened or if this was a trick of his tired brain. But the grab of one of the suit wearers on his shoulder had been unpleasant enough to make him think that this really is happening to him.

YN stared down at him with just as wide eyes as he paused in his movements and couldn’t comprehend her current reality. Harry Styles crouched in front of her, in a Starbucks store, after she had successfully run him over. Her heart skipped several beats before it started beating in her throat. This wasn’t something usual, not even for the Princess of England.

“Here,” Harry Styles spoke softly after he had raised back to his towering height and held her book in his ring-clad fingers. “Thank you,” she breathlessly whispered but threw her two shadows a warning look. “Everything is fine, Aaron. Egil.” The men nodded shortly but held their gazes settled on the singer, not daring letting him out of their protective sight. YN looked back to the man in front of her, a unsure smile tucking at the corner of her mouth. “I am sorry for that.” It came out almost embarrassed because he obviously didn’t do anything resembling treason or murder. He only had saved her from the embarrassment of meeting the floor with her butt, just like the book had done in her place.

The man with the fluffiest curls she had ever seen only smiled and waved one of his hands lazily. “It’s alright,” he promised before suddenly something seemingly came to his mind. “Your Highness.” And with that, Harry Styles attempted to bow before her, but YN couldn’t have any of that. Gently, she pressed her unoccupied hand and the fist holding her book against his shoulders and shook her head at his confused expression. “Please, don’t do this. I should bow before you.” The princess chuckled. “I mean, I did it often enough in my rooms as a teenager, right in front of a poster of One Direction.” A hand shot up to her mouth and covered it so nothing more embarrassing knowledge would leave it.

And Harry? He stood absolutely stunned there before a soft grin spread over his face—which made him even more handsome in her still unbelieving eyes. But YN didn’t let him utter a single word before pointing over to the staring baristas behind the counter. It wouldn’t have been a surprise if their mouths gaped at the sight of the world’s most famous singer and the Princess of England in their shop. “Would you like to have a coffee? A tea? Something cold? A hot chocolate? After the inconvenience of me running you practically over, it’s the least I can do.” YN was rambling, she knew it but just couldn’t stop.

He made her nervous—as if she wasn’t a grown woman anymore and instead turned back into the insecure teenage girl she used to be (well, even today, she wasn’t the self-confidence in person).

Harry tried to shake his head, but a voice in there screamed to accept the offer to live a few more minutes in her presence. This was a once-in-a-lifetime kind of moment, so he should stretch it as long as possible—not because he wanted the paparazzi to know, but because his former teenager self would kill him if he would run away now. So all he did was slowly nod and instantly patted his shoulder internally because he got to see the most radiant smile he probably had ever witnessed.

Grinning, YN pressed Pride and Prejudice against her chest and suppressed a heavy but blissed sigh at the sight of his growing smile. If she had thought he was irresistible on-screen, she now knew that this assumption was utter bollocks. Harry Styles was even more captivating in reality, face-to-face, and YN almost dreaded the day when he would be in a happy relationship with cats, a wife, and a bunch of kids because it meant she had to bury her crush definitively.

Turning to her protection squad, as she loved to call them, the princess nodded to a table at the halfway point between counter and door. “Why don’t you sit over there until we’re finished? You don’t have to stand around,” the blonde suggested and pointed to a table with a pair of chairs closer to the counter. “You will have the best view of me and the door. Black coffee and a Caramel Frappuccino?” They nodded hesitantly, still not used to the princess's kindness even after years in her service.

As the two went to their assigned table, YN turned back to Harry and smiled up at him. “What would Harry Styles like to have?”

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pagesix Rumors are getting loud that Harry Styles and Princess YN met at a Starbucks in Notting Hill, London, UK. Several sources claimed to have seen the singer-songwriter and Princess of England together near Holland Park, where she bought him a coffee before talking for hours. Sources say the two celebrities left together after getting another coffee.

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hsfan1 EXCUSE ME???? 😱

1direction4ever She always was a 1D fan, if I remember correctly, so this would be just ✨chefskiss✨

hsfan2 SCREAMING RIGHT NOW

↳ yourfan1 SAME???? I literally can’t breathe.

hsfan3 If that’s true… Save me.

yourfan2 This would be a dream come true for YN 🥺

yn_andharryshipper Please stop pushing my expectations.

hsfan4 I SAW THEM 😱😮‍💨

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“I still can’t believe I ran into the Princess of England,” Harry laughed softly while walking next to the woman in question, steaming hot coffee in hand. YN grinned up to him, an equally steaming to-go cup in hand while contemplating how she had ended up running into Harry Styles, sharing a table at Starbucks, and now strolling through Holland Park next to him with a second coffee in hand.

This day was definitely something entirely else.

“Believe me. I would have never believed if someone had told me this morning I would meet Harry Styles because I run into him,” the blonde returned and shook her head in utter wonder. The singer gently nudged her to the side. “It’s nice to know that I’m not the only one a tad bashful, just so you know.” YN looked up at him while sipping her sweetened coffee and nodded in agreement. “It takes off the awkward edge of the situation, does it not?”

Harry hummed before turning around for the third time ever since they had left Starbucks to stroll through Holland Park just around the corner. “And they’re at your back every time you leave Kensington or Buckingham?” He dared to ask, and the blonde princess looked over her shoulder as well, where Aaron, Egil, and Matthew walked at a respectful distance but kept their eyes either on her very person or on her surroundings. Even Harry was eyed cautiously from time to time. “Every minute of every day I spend outside Kensington. I am sorry if they make you uncomfortable. And again, sorry for their treatment earlier—they are kind of… quick in their actions when it comes to me.” It still seriously bothered her as soon as she remembered the harsh grip Aaron had used on the man next to her, even though it had been her fault, to begin with.

But Harry only shrugged it off before pushing one hand into the pocket of his coat. “I really don’t mind, and the situation earlier is already forgotten. Really,” he told her with empathy as his eyes had witnessed the unconvincingly furrowed blonde brows. “I only imagine it to be… constricting. I have the freedom to walk around without security when I’m not on my way to shows or interviews and all the stuff, but you…” The princess clearly could see and hear the sympathy of the singer, but she only shrugged with a small smile. “I am used to it—it had always been this way. I can’t remember a moment outside the palace where I didn’t have them trailing behind me. Even during my studies at Oxford.” Now, Harry looked back again. “So… The dark brooding shadow and the light, bright giant always sat behind you in a sea of young adults? Let me guess.” He grinned now, and YN felt her heart beating even faster than it already did. She just had to laugh. “Yes, if you guessed that they had a lot of female admirers trailing behind them, then you are totally right,” the princess chuckled, the memories still very vivid in her mind. The man grinned as well and softly grabbed her hand to steady her as YN kind of stumbled over a bump on the stone path, and both felt their hearts flutter.

“Sometimes I’m too clumsy for this world,” she mumbled behind her coffee cup, and Harry chuckled softly. “Don’t worry, it never shows,” he winked. YN felt the blood rising into her cheeks and hid them in the collar of her coat. “I am glad to hear that. Imagine what Granny would say if she knew that the entire Commonwealth gossiped over their clumsy princess.” She always knew how to change topics involving compliments into a joke. Her family didn’t like that very much. But Harry seemingly caught up to it, judging by the knowing expression settling on his devilishly handsome face. “What does she say about the gossip throughout the country that their princess is a sworn Harry Styles fan?” YN let her head fall back while a laugh escaped her. “She took it surprisingly good. Well, she isn’t a huge fan of me talking to god knows what interviewers, magazines, and newspapers, but she knows my opinion about it and how rarely I change my mind if someone tries to change it—especially if the someone is part of my family. So, naturally, she wasn’t a fan of the entire world knowing the contents of my playlists. But my music preferences never bothered her, and I think she even enjoys some of your songs, but don’t ever mention that to her.” Smirking, YN softly shrugged to end her small monologue. Sometimes she really couldn’t shut her bloody mouth.

Harry laughed under his breath while maneuvering her around the fountain and behind the line of trees to escape a small group of young adults. “I will keep that in mind in case I’ll ever meet the Queen of England. But after today? I won’t say never ever again.” They rounded some sadly-looking bushes—winter should be cursed and banned from her island—before he increased his steps to stop right in front of her. Cocking a blonde brow, YN looked up to him, unsure what this meant. “I think I would’ve known if you ever went to one of my shows.” She hummed, interested in what this would lead to. But now, Harry looked nervous, as if he hadn’t thought this through, but he proceeded anyway after a deep breath. “Would you like to come to one? I could arrange that you won’t be bothered by anyone, save you a spot backstage, block an entire row for you, whatever you want. I just…”

The brunette fell silent, the panic evident in his eyes, and YN just had to think how thoughtful and… lovely he was. “I just thought you’d might like to come, ‘s all,” the singer ended in a lower tone than before, seemingly trying to find a hole in which he could vanish. But YN smiled warmly up to him, and the sight alone eased his rising anxiety tremendously. “Funny thing you mention that. My brothers and papa gifted me a ticket for the London show in your upcoming tour, so… yeah. It will finally happen.” But then, a thought occurred in her mind, and her bright eyes widened. “Could I come to your Fine Line listening?”

Now, he stared down at her with just as wide eyes as she did and felt himself nodding violently. “Yes! Of course! That… that would be great, actually. It’s supposed to be something small and… intimate, so this would be perfect. I… Give me a sec.” With that, he rounded YN with a mission in mind and stepped up to her protection squad. She couldn’t exactly hear what they talked about, but Harry returned with a piece of paper and a pen. He started to scribble something on the white surface as he stopped in front of her and smiled as he handed it over. YN took it, of course, and examined the number and the ‘Harry’ written in pretty handwriting. “You are aware of the fact that I possess and carry around a phone in my pockets?” The princess asked with a smile tucking at her lips, but Harry only shrugged. “I wasn’t sure, and I didn’t want to seem rude in assuming anything.” Her heart fluttered again at his thoughtfulness.

This man simply was a literal angel.

“It’s my private number. You can call or text me whenever you want. The details for the listening event aren’t wrapped up yet, so if you have dates in mind—let me know, yeah? I’d love to have you there because… I don’t know. You are just easy to talk to, and I think you’d enjoy this little get-together with some people to listen to me rambling about my writing and recording process, and me singing, of course, and that sounds so narcissistic, and I’m sorry for that, and…-“

YN stepped closer to him and tapped his lips gently with the white card to make him stop. “You do not have to worry about how you sound because I know you are not a narcissist. You just love what you’re doing. And I would love to see you in your element and talk to your lovely fans because Harries are the best kind of company.” He sighed deeply before taking a deep breath. “Okay.” She smiled up at him. “Okay,” she repeated and took a glance at her watch. “Fuck.” She surprised them both with her small outburst. “I totally forgot the time, but this was probably the best afternoon I had in a very long time.” Harry took her emptied cup out of her hand and threw them both in the bin next to the sadly-looking bush. “I will never forget the story about the Salmon Sandwich Incident,” the brunette told her with a serious look before breaking out into a chuckle, to which she followed close. “Dito with the Cheeto ice cream story.” Another laughing fit caught the pair before YN slowly held out her hand, which Harry gladly accepted.

They stood there for a rather long time, just shaking hands and staring into each other’s eyes, taking in the sight of one another while stressing the moment into infinity. “I have to go,” YN whispered, and Harry nodded. “I know.” But still, he didn’t let go of her hand, nor let she go of his. “I really want to see you again,” he all of a sudden almost burst out even though his brain had told him to keep this wish a secret. But after nearly three hours in her company, Harry couldn’t let her just go without letting her know what he thought. Surprise settled on her face. “You do?” The surprise was even evident in her voice. “Yes, I do. And not just at events or shows, or on the television.” Her breath hitched in her throat, and the princess swallowed dryly and tried to suck enough oxygen into her lungs to answer him properly.

“I’d love that.”

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vanityfair Today’s guest is singer-songwriter Harry Styles! We had the pleasure to talk about the process behind his new studio album Fine Line, how life has treated the 26-year-old in the past months, and to which realizations he came during the promotion of his new album.

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vanityfair “I recently had the most interesting and… and most mind-opening conversation in a very long time. You see, even though there are millions of celebrities out there in the world, there are… I don’t know, differences between some and others. I, for example, can cross the street and get my groceries without security officers behind my back, while others can’t do ordinary things like that—think about it for a second, and you are made painfully aware of the freedom and… and independence you hold. I can’t say it in other words, but I felt privileged when realizing it. Society has to keep that in mind before throwing assumptions through the room because even celebrities are only human.”

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↳ hsfan1 I’m so sure that he talks about YN if the rumors are true 🥺

↳ yourfan1 that’s definitely about YN, can’t change my mind.

hsfan2 He looked so handsome in that slip-over 😮‍💨

harrystylesforever He speaks the truth.

harrystylesfanpage Handsome, thoughtful, a literal angel. One could not ask for more in a man.

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yourfan2 I wish the universe would grant me the sight of YN and Harry together in a happy relationship, but I know that that’s not possible because of Royal Protocol or some shit.

↳ royalistsbitch It is possible, but imagine the situation YN is in after her second brother married a “commoner”. She probably has the pressure to marry another royal because her Grandma wants it that way 😩

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Returning to Buckingham had been unpleasant. Not because she disliked the palace—she kind of loved it, actually—but because she knew how her Grandma would react after she most definitely had read the articles and assumptions wildly thrown around. Her Granny never really believed what the tabloids wrote, but she still asked every single time her face appeared in one of these ever since that… incident with Lewis Cornwall, son of Nicholas Cornwall, Duke of Hastings and her father’s—former—closest friend. YN knew that she only deeply cared for her youngest granddaughter and always wanted to know her side of the stories circulating through the world before finally going down the drain because something new sparked the tabloids’ interest.

God bless the short attention span of those, the princess thought cynical.

“Her Majesty awaits you in the blue salon,” Harold, one of the many butlers, told her after the blonde had left the car, only two days after her fateful meeting with Harry Styles. With a soft sigh, YN walked up the many stairs, put carpeted hallways behind her, and crossed employees with a gentle smile on her lips and a nod of her head before finally arriving in front of the blue salon. Taking a last deep breath, the princess entered the grand room with the blue wallpapers through the wide-open French doors; her eyes immediately fell onto the white-haired woman sitting on one of the armchairs, signature purse on the coffee table right next to her. A few years back, it had its spot next to her feet, but now, with even more years on her life scale, the Queen opted to have it on elevated places so she didn’t need to bend down anymore.

“Ah, there you are,” the Queen of England greeted her granddaughter, and YN walked over to her, bent down, and pressed a loving kiss to her wrinkled cheek. “Excuse me, Granny. I just got your message and tried to get here as fast as possible,” she explained, but the older woman only dismissed her excuse with a slight raise of her hand. “Nonsense, darling. Only because I scream for attention does not mean you have to rush away from whatever appointment you had to get to your old Grandma.”

Chuckling, YN situated herself on the armchair opposite her and mumbled a silent “Thank you” as Hugh came with the tea. Taking the saucer with the cup of tea on it in hand, she softly stirred through the perfectly brewed Earl Grey with a hint of lemon and a teaspoon of sugar inside. She sometimes preferred milk to lighten the taste a bit, but with her Granny, she always drank it the most British way.

“Am I allowed to take a sip and get a bite of that sandwich, or do you want to get straight to the point?” YN asked with a smile tucking at her lips, and the Queen showed one of her rare grins, specially reserved for her grandchildren and her husband. “I thought I would let you taste the new recipe for the tomato cream first,” Elizabeth returned, and the princess laughed softly before putting down the saucer and the cup and folding her hands in her lap. “No, you can jump straight to the point.”

The Queen sipped on her tea herself before morphing her expression into something resembling seriousness. YN leaned back in the armchair, crossing her legs and elbows resting on the armrests. “I never object your tendencies to wander and stroll around the city, nor do I object your fondness of talking to… interesting magazines like a common celebrity. I fully understand that you belong to a different generation, which handles things differently. But what I have to object to is your contact with said common celebrities.” Cocking a blonde brow, YN waited for her to continue. “A singer, YN,” she almost spat it out as if his profession was something bordering scandalous. All the princess could do was shrug her shoulders. “I don’t see what is so wrong about being a singer for a living, especially if one is a worldwide known and praised artist. He is British, English even, Granny.”

Elizabeth didn’t laugh about it. Instead, her forehead furrowed tremendously, white eyebrows knitted. “This is not something to jest about, YN Diana.” Oh, they had reached the second name dropping. Sighing, YN put both feet on the ground and leaned forward, forearms resting on her knees, confusion visible on her face. “I don’t understand the fuzz about all of it, Grandma. You never objected to my friendship with Meredith or Archie, even after he had given up every single title and started his acting career. Why the sudden change?” The Queen eyed her intently. “Meredith and Archibald are proper associations for a princess.” Now she had lost her entirely. “And Harry Styles is not? The most thoughtful and loveliest man ever in existence is not a proper acquaintance?” Her Grandmother sighed deeply. “You don’t know him, YN, and… look how he dresses. This is certainly not an adequate connection for a princess. You have to think about this family, YN, about your title and position. You are not a commoner, so you cannot behave like one, not if you do not want to end like your…-“

The princess raised jerkily to both feet and let the Queen herself grow silent. “Do not dare to end that sentence how you intended to end it,” she whispered with a strained voice, anger boiling in her body, eyes resting unmoving on the older woman in front of her.

Gladly, Jameson just entered with a bow but stopped at the sight of the standing princess. “I am sorry, Your Highness, I didn’t know you were here. I will return when…-“ But YN shook her head. “No, it’s alright, Jameson. I was on my way out anyway,” she told him with as much grace as she could muster because she felt like screaming and leaving this place running. She spared another glance at her Granny before curtsying just as she had been drilled all her life. “Grandmother,” was all the princess said before leaving the blue salon to return to Kensington, back into the safety of her home.

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Hello there! I absolutely love your content you write the boys so well 😭 if you are taking submissions could you do one convincing the BSD boys to have a massage? These guys are so touch starved istg 💖💖

Ooh, I love this! I know some guys who could really do with letting go of some tension...

Characters: Dazai Osamu, Nakahara Chuuya, Akutagawa Ryuunosuke, Kunikida Doppo

Contents: gn!reader

Dazai Osamu

Dazai doesn't need much prodding to laze around and let someone pamper him, but he will balk at paying for it. The ADA pays okay, but Dazai's a cheapskate at heart. He doesn't see why he should pay for someone to give him a massage when his darling partner could just do it for free.

He pouts when you insist he should get a proper massage. Who knows what kind of muscle tension he's carrying? Dazai doesn't exactly look after himself—he sleeps in strange positions, regularly stuffs himself into bins and barrels, and generally has terrible posture.

The only way to convince him is to buy the massage for him as a gift or something.

"Thank you, bella, but they won't be able to get all the kinks out."

Terrible puns aside, Dazai falls asleep the minute he lays down on the massage bed, only waking up to squeal when the massage therapist digs into a particularly deep knot. You can hear him from the waiting room.

"H-harder!"

The receptionist at the massage place gives the door an alarmed look. You stare at your phone and pretend not to have heard anything.

When he comes out, he's as limp as a wet noodle, practically sparkling with relaxation.

Nakahara Chuuya

The only problem with getting Chuuya to have a massage is him finding the free time. He's also picky about who he lets put their hands on him. Not that he's worried about anyone being able to hurt him, of course.

He chooses an expensive treatment, probably a deep-tissue massage followed by hot stones or something. And it'll be a couple's massage session. If he's doing it, you're doing it too.

Probably at an onsen or some kind of spa place. A Port Mafia executive doesn't go to the dodgy place down the street, after all.

He grunts whenever the massage therapist finds another tense muscle, gripping the edge of the bed so hard the wood creaks. It feels like the therapist is drying to grind his muscles to dust. When he looks across at you, he scowls.

You're lying there in a state of bliss, your massage therapist's oiled hands gliding gently across your back. Why are you getting the light treatment?

Fuck it. He's a man. He can handle this.

Despite the therapist trying to roll him out like bread dough, he is pretty relaxed by the time they've laid hot stones on his back.

"Guy's lucky I didn't deck him," he grumbles sleepily.

"Sure thing, babe."

Akutagawa Ryuunosuke

Okay, so there's no way you're going to convince Aku to let some stranger lay their hands on him. It involves three things he hates:

1. Being vulnerable.

2. Strangers touching him.

3. Being naked.

The only way this is going to work is if you take a massage course, maybe throw in some aromatherapy too, and learn how to give a proper massage yourself. Even then, it's going to take a lot of wheedling and reassurance to convince him.

"No."

"Please? I really need to practice."

"Use someone else."

"Do you want me touching someone else's naked body?"

"..."

And so on and so forth.

When you finally wear him down, his thin, pale back is as rigid as a bowstring, practically vibrating with tension when you put your hands on him. He flinches, then grows even more tense. You warm some scented oil between your hands—mint, because he doesn't like citrus smells—and smooth them gently down his back.

It takes a while of that for him to start to relax. He keeps his head twisted to the side, watching you out of the corner of his eye.

Aku doesn't like you seeing him without his clothes. He knows he's scrawny, and doesn't see what the appeal is. He's always waiting for the other shoe to drop and for you to mock his appearance. It takes a lot of patience.

By the time you've worked your way up to his neck, gently kneading out the sailor-worthy knots from the amount of tension he carries, he's breathing easier. He might have let his eyes drift shut, although one hand will still be clenched in his coat, just in case.

See, Aku, that wasn't so bad, was it?

Kunikida Doppo

My god, does this man need to find some way to unwind. You may have noticed that he can be highly-strung and neurotic. Honestly, hard to blame him with his coworkers, but he's also very Type-A as a person.

Thankfully, Kunikida's ideals mean he is also very focused on maintaining his health and wellbeing. He won't ignore aches and pains, because they could well develop into more serious issues further down the line and that's not very ideal, is it?

Sadly, he's also wary of taking suggestions because of Dazai's penchant for coming up with bogus health advice. Kunikida is rather gullible, sometimes. Massage does have well-documented health benefits, though, so this shouldn't be a problem to convince him.

Just make sure it's pencilled into his schedule.

The main issue comes when it is actually time to relax. I'm convinced that Kunikida doesn't really know how. He has a couple of relaxing hobbies, like fishing, but even then he keeps a straight back and his mind is usually busy while his hands are idle.

He finds it very difficult to switch off, and the poor massage therapist is trying to massage the equivalent of a plank of wood. And when they look up, Kunikida is still trying to work—he needs to maximise every possible moment, after all!

"Sir? Sir! Are you checking your emails??"

"Yes, I have to keep on top of my inbox."

"Put the phone down, sir."

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✯RowdyRuff Sturniolos✯

Summary: Basically I’m matching the triplets to one of the rowdyruff boys

warnings: I DO TALK ABOUT CHRIS AND NICK GANGING UP ON MATT BUT IT'S NOT HATE!! IT'S SIMPLY AN OBSERVATION!!!

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Nick would be Brick.

Brick is the leader of the rowdyruff boys as well as the oldest. He started off very evil and still had respect for his brothers, but eventually changed. When HIM brought them back to life, he was very cocky, arrogant, and devious. I don't think Nick is evil but, we know how he can get depending on the situation. I mean Nick said it himself when he gets angry he is scared of himself, so i feel like it adds up. Both Nick and Brick have a tendency to pick on their brothers so it adds up. In the show, Brick and Butch tended to gang up on Boomer so it makes sense for Nick to be Brick considering Nick does team up with Chris on Matt. I also think red compliments Nick very well, especially when he has the red-brown hair thing going on. Brick's main ingredient is puppy dog tail, now we aren't harming any animals so I feel like Nick's ingredient would be a beat up pair of shoes. super dirty from running around and doing who knows what.

Matt would be Boomer

Boomer is the middle child of the rowdyruff boys, categorized as the dumb blonde with blue eyes. Matt isn't dumb though, he just doesn't have a chance to speak because his brothers gang up on him and interrupt him, much like Boomer. After Boomer's resurrection from HIM, he became a loudmouth and fought back. I see that in Matt. Nick and Chris joke about him trying to be tough, but I see it as him standing up for himself, and making his voice heard. Even though Boomer is considered evil, he is still polite. I see that in Matt, he can be mean/aggressive when need be, but for the most part, he is polite. blue looks so damn good on Matt, it's my fav color on him (besides pink.) Boomer's main ingredient is armpit hair. Ion know about yall but I'm not snipping any armpit hair so I feel like Matt's main ingredient would be a hockey stick and a blue slurpee.

Chris would be Butch

Butch is the youngest of the rowdyruff boys, categorized as the chaotic, havoc-reaping, little brother. idk about yall but that is Chris to a T!!! He is so mf chaotic it's mindblowing. There was an episode where Butch poured Gatorade on Mojo Jojo and all I can think about is Chris pouring drinks on Nick in the car. At first when Butch was introduced he was more calm and collected, agreeing with what his brothers wanted to do. When HIM resurrected the boys, that's when Butch became a little chaos gremlin. I feel like that works with Chris because he is calm and collected for the most part and then suddenly he's jumping around and making the most noise. Very hyperactive, jolly, and likes causing chaos. Both Butch and Chris have a tendency to twitch when they get excited, making crazy noises, grinning like a mad man, and flailing their arms. Typical little brother energy. Butch's color is green and I think Chris needs to wear it more. It really makes his eyes pop and the way it matches his hair just does sum to me. Butch's main ingredient is snail, it's so obvious and has been done but I just now his main ingredient would be a Pepsi...just to be original I feel like his other ingredient would be a burp or cough😭

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do yall like these? i want to do more but i can't think of any characters lmao. If y'all like these you can send me trios and I'll do more comparisons/character analysis.

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thisismeracing · 1 year

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King of my heart | ms47 | part 02

Pairing: hamilton!reader (she/her) x mick schumacher

Warnings: curse words, twitter environment, mention of food, not proofread etc etc. Minors DNI!

summary: Y/n and Mick interactions are now being noticed by everyone and some people are ready to share all the details with the internet.

a/n: none of the pictures used are mine, they are all from Pinterest and other apps. everything else is made up by me and I do not give permission for it to be published on a different platform. I would appreciate it if those things could be taken into consideration 💛

part. 01 | series masterlist | part 03

theofficialyn

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theofficialyn We worked day and night to create the confiest and safest boots without losing its fashion sense. I am really proud to announce that we are launching one more colletion 🤎 I am still testing all the possibilities and designs to deliver only the best, but soon enought these babies and the rest of our collection will be at the stores ready to create good memories along with you guys 🤍 ynthebrand is really grateful for all the love! Check our website and account for more infos.

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sunshineyn OMG THESE ARE FANTASTIC, YN, YOU KEEP OUTDOING YOURSELF!!!!

lewishamilton I keep waiting for you to design man shoes, would most def wear them all the time

disneyf1mick I see a certain golden retriever pilot lurking around the likes 👄

user00 I just find really funny how she’s outed as Lewis sister and suddently theres a new collection being launched…

⤷ carloscars omg yall like to theorize everything, get a grip!

⤷ ynpoptart she’s been talking about this launch for months now, the date was already set, the Lewis incident have nothing to do with it. That’s why she did not want people to know he is her brother, because there are some shitty people like you that will try to dimish her hard work. Honestly, I feel sorry for your fan base, must be a toxic environment.

ynfantastic what about the heels she was wearing last pic? 😫

⤷ sunshine198 I think she’s launching it next, or maybe it was just a test?

⤷ theofficialyn they are on this collection, love! will launch it soon 🤍

⤷ ynfantastic OMG SHE ACTUALLY ANSWERED, HEY QUEEN ILYSM

user10 would never use them, they look kinda ugly and unsafe as well.

mickschumacher

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mickschumacher Good that everyone got the “crossed arms” memo @mercedesamgf1

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schumachereign He looks waaaay too handsome ugh

⤷ f1racing2 toto, mick or the other guy?

⤷ schumachereign honestly, all of them lol

theofficialyn the energy is immaculate

⤷ ynnyc mother???? what are you doing here?

⤷ charlessainz2 god forbid but I already pictured her and mick dating, where are my fic writes at ✍🏾✍🏾✍🏾

georgerussell63 you guys rock! 🖤

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theofficialyn

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theofficialyn Going through a list of vegan places 💚😋

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mickschumacher 🐟🐟🐟

⤷ theofficialyn HAHAHAHA I HATE YOU!

⤷ f1fantastic your honor, they're in love.

⤷ potteryn they have their inside jokes already. It's their world, we’re just living in it

fan2 You look stunning 😭😭😭

lewishamilton The only reason I forgive you for not going with me is because you’re bringing it home as well 🤨

⤷ theofficialyn You’re the one who told me you did not wanna come!!!

⤷ abcdyn I wonder who she could be going with 😗

charles_leclerc I am counting on a bag of vegan donuts at my desk again this weekend to give me luck…just saying 🚶🏻

⤷ pierregasly he’s actually begging, yn

ynautumn how does it feel to be this pretty?

estebanocon 😍😍

⤷ charleslechair OMG WHAT IS THAT?? *nicki minaj voices*

⤷ norrisfav I thought Pierre was into this steal-your-girl thing not you, Esteban

ynandf1 the whole grid loves her and it shows

swiftieyln Im so happy seeing yn after she was outed as lewis sister, she looks less afraid to be herself, and she’s been feeding us sm I can only say thank you to the holy trinity

sainzsaint charles, pierre and esteban are here too, now y'all gonna say they're dating her as well?

⤷ estiebestie98 yes.

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yxngbxkkie · 1 year

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valentine - maknae line

i'm sorry that this took quite a bit and if each one sounds the same 😭 but han's and felix's really got the best of me since they're the longest 🤭 anyway, i hope you enjoy!

feedback is appreciative! 💖

han jisung

“I hate Valentine’s Day,” you grumble to your best friend, resting your chin against the palm of your hand.

Han chuckles beside you before draping an arm over your shoulders. “How come? It’s a beautiful holiday,” he tells you.

You roll your eyes at him, turning your head to look at him. “Yeah, for couples,” you remind him. “I don’t have a boyfriend, so this holiday sucks.”

“I didn’t know you hated Valentine’s Day so much,” the brunette hums, taking his arm off of you. “Why don’t we go to dinner? We can make fun of all the couples there.”

A chuckle leaves your lips as you move to rest your head on his shoulder. “You know, that sounds like a great idea,” you say with a smile.

Han’s heart flutters in his chest. Step one is done. He thinks to himself, resisting the urge to grab a hold of your hand.

“I’ll take care of everything,” he reassures you with a laugh, leaning his head back against the sofa. He smiles at the ceiling and thinks of the perfect place to take you to.

“Oh, look at the lovebirds,” Seungmin says while walking by the two of you.

Both you and Han blush, avoiding eye contact with one another. “Shut up,” you laugh and push yourself up from the couch.

Seungmin smirks at you, giving you a playful wink. You swat his arm, cursing to yourself before turning to face your best friend.

“Chan, can I hit the puppy?” You yell, hoping the leader will hear you from inside his room.

“No, we need him!”

You groan, tilting your head back. Han smiles affectionately, watching you complain to yourself. “Just hit him anyway,” Han tells you with a laugh.

“I’m not disobeying an order from Channie,” you wag your finger with a smile, walking closer to him.

The nervousness he feels begins to grow stronger as you lean forward to rest your hands on his thighs. He swallows, subconsciously moving his hands to rest on yours.

Your gaze moves to your hands, silently watching Han’s fingers fumble with yours. You can feel your heart starting to pound in your chest, your body becoming a bit warm.

“I have to go, but text me details about dinner,” you inform him.

“I will. I’ll see you later.”

Valentine’s Night

“Do I go casual or do something a little fancier?!” You ask Seungmin, running your fingers through your hair.

The puppy laughs on the phone, causing you to glare at the device. “Dude, just go all out. You’re going to dinner with the guy you’ve been in love with for three years,” he mentions.

“Yeah, but this dinner isn’t like… we’re going as friends,” you mumble while staring into your dimly lit closet.

“Y/N, will you just trust me?” Seungmin sighs and you let out a snort.

“Minnie, you expect me to trust you? You’re constantly picking on me,” you laugh, shaking your head.

Seungmin groans before starting to mumble to himself. “Go all out. Show Han what he could have,” he tells you again before hanging up.

You think over what he said a few times. You want to go all out but don’t want to make Han uncomfortable. Another groan slips from your lips. “Fine, we’ll go all out,” you mumble to yourself.

You grab the dress Felix made you buy last year, feeling the butterflies in your stomach. Someone knocks on your front door while in the middle of changing. Shit, he’s early. You think to yourself, quickly adjusting the dress before rushing out of your bedroom.

“Coming!” You yell out, doing your best not to trip over any of the shoes you have lying around. You swing the front door open, a gasp leaving your lips at the sight of Han. Woah.

“Wah-” Han’s eyes widen at the dress you’re wearing. “You look gorgeous.”

A blush covers your cheeks, and a grin comes to your lips. “Thank you, Hannie. You look gorgeous too,” you compliment him before inviting him inside. “I’m still getting ready. I should be done in a couple of minutes.”

“Sorry, I’m a bit early. I got excited,” he apologizes as you close the door.

“No, you’re fine! Up until a little bit ago, I didn’t know what to wear, which is why I’m a little behind,” you chuckle embarrassingly.

“You look good in everything,” Han whispers, causing you to blush more.

You place a hand on your chest as your cheeks begin to hurt from smiling so much. “I- You’re making me blush, Han,” you playfully joke with him, shoving his shoulder gently. “Let me quickly finish getting ready and we can head out.”

After taking ten minutes for you to get ready, the two of you head out. Han’s hand brushes against yours a few times before you decide to hook your pinky with his.

Han glances at you for a quick second before taking a deep breath. “I’m glad that we’re doing this,” he speaks up, looking back down at your hands. “I’ve missed you.”

You feel his fingers lace with yours, fully holding your hand now. “I missed you too, Hannie,” you tell him, swinging your conjoined hands.

He laughs while walking up to the restaurant door, holding it open for you. “Ladies first,” he mentions while dropping your hand.

“Oh, thank you, kind sir,” you laugh, pressing a light kiss on his cheek before walking into the restaurant.

Han takes your hand into his as soon as he steps inside. He tells the hostess his name before she brings both of you to your table.

You and Han sit on the same side in the booth as the hostess mentions that the server will be there shortly. “I want to ask you something,” Han mentions after she walks away.

“Yeah?” You motion for him to continue, giving him your full attention.

“I know we came here to make fun of other couples, but, I thought that maybe… you could be my valentine?” He asks you, his heart pounding in his chest.

Your breath hitches in your throat and your eyes widen. “I-What?” You stutter. You quickly shake your head and grab a hold of his hand. “Yes, oh my God.”

“Yeah?!” He asks in disbelief, and you laugh, nodding your head. Han grabs your hands and kisses the back of them. “Happy Valentine’s Day, gorgeous.”

lee yongbok/felix

“What time is Felix coming back today?” You ask Hyunjin while pouring the flour into the bowl. You lift your gaze to look at the tall blonde, seeing him scrolling through his phone. “Hyunjinnie.”

He hums in response, his eyes meeting yours. “What?” He asks, blinking a couple of times. “Sorry, Chan was telling me about something.”

You laugh and shake your head. “I asked what time Felix comes home today. I want to make sure these are done by then,” you repeat yourself, mixing all of the ingredients together.

“Oh! Uh, I think he said he’d be home by like three,” he mentions, leaning forward to look at the clock on the wall. “It’s about two-thirty now so you should have time.”

“Thank God," you mumble to yourself before raiding their kitchen to find a cake pan. "And you're sure he'll like this?"

Hyunjin stands up from his chair and walks over to you. His hands rest on your shoulders, squeezing gently. "Yes. That boy is wrapped around your finger, Y/N. You could give him socks and he'd like it," Hyunjin points out with a laugh.

You scoff and your cheeks start to blush. "He's not wrapped around my finger," you correct him, rolling your eyes.

"If that's what you believe then sure," your friend mutters while patting your back.

You stop pouring the brownie batter into the pan and watch the tall man walk out of the kitchen. Felix wrapped around my finger?! Really?! You ask yourself before letting out another scoff.

You finish spreading the batter in the pan and set the bowl down in the sink. You place the cake pan into the oven and set a timer on your phone.

"Oh, I hope it turns out well," you breathe out, pushing your hair back.

As soon as you plop down on the couch, your phone vibrates. You glance down at it, seeing a text from Felix.

Bbogi: Hey! I found this cute bracelet during my travels today and was wondering if you'd want it.

"This man," you mumble with a chuckle.

You: You don't need to buy me it, Lixie. I feel like you get me a new piece of jewelry every week 😭

Bbogi: But, it reminds me of you 😭 C'mon let me get it! Plus, it's Valentine's Day.

You: Hm, okay, fine. You can get it for me 🤭

Bbogi: Hehe yes! Okay! You'll love it. I know you will! I'll be home soon! 💙

"I told you," Hyunjin whispers into your ear, causing you to jump.

You whip around to see him laughing loudly, one of his hands on his chest. "You ass," you curse, throwing one of the pillows at him.

He squeals, ducking away from the attack. "Hey! I'm just stating facts!"

"It's not even that!" You laugh, resting your head against the back of the couch. "You scared the living daylights out of me."

Hyunjin apologizes before sitting down next to you. "So, Felix is buying you something," he mentions with a smirk.

"It just reminded him of me," you say, playfully rolling your eyes and smacking his chest. "It's nothing special."

"Mhm, sure," he winks. "Listen, the two of you like each other. Just go for it."

You sigh, tired of everyone saying that. "You all tell me this every day. Did you ever think that maybe I just don't have the courage to ask him out?" You ask him, raising one of your brows.

"Is that why you're making his brownies?" Hyunjin counters.

"I'm making his brownies because he's always making them. I figured it'd be nice for him to receive them for once," you explain before checking the timer you set.

"So, both of you did or bought something for the other… on Valentine's Day," he mentions with furrowed brows.

"Hyunjin, I will slap you again," you warn him.

He places his hands up in defense as the alarm on your phone goes off. You push yourself up from the couch, heading back into the kitchen.

The blonde watches you for a quick second before deciding to follow you. "Listen, I don't mean to come off as persistent," he sighs, leaning against the archway. "I just know how much the two of you mean to each other, and I want you guys to be happy."

"And I appreciate that, honestly. I just get a little overwhelmed when all of you tell me, on the same day no less, that I should go for it," you give him a small smile.

"Sorry," Hyunjin winces.

You laugh while taking the brownies out of the oven. "It's okay. I know you mean well," you reassure him. "Will you taste test one of these?"

"Of course," he perks up, walking over to you.

You cut him a good-sized piece before handing it to him. You watch him bring the brownie to his nose, smelling it. He hums in delight and brings it to his lips, eating it.

"Ya," his eyes widened, his hand covering his mouth, "wah, this is delicious."

"Yeah!? It's Felix level delicious?" You ask him, your heart pounding against your chest.

He nods his head in agreement, shoving the rest of the brownie past his lips. He makes an okay sign with his thumb when the door to the dorm opens up.

"Shit, okay, shoo!" You motion for Hyunjin to leave.

His eyes widen and he nods his head, doing his best to stealthily run to his bedroom. You quickly cut up the rest of the brownies, setting them nicely onto a plate.

"Y/N!? Where are you?" Felix's voice yells, the sound echoing off the walls.

"I'm in the kitchen," you answer him while picking up the plate of sweets. Your dark-haired best friend sprints into the kitchen, sliding a bit because of his socks. "Surprise!"

His eyes widen, looking between you and the brownies. "These are for me?" He asks you, his cheeks blushing lightly.

You nod your head with a smile. "Yeah. You're always the one baking them for us, so I wanted to bake them for you," you tell him, your heart fluttering in your chest.

"You're so sweet," he gasps, taking a few steps toward you. He grabs one from the top of the pile before trying it. He gasps again, looking at you with his eyes wider than before.

"It's good?!"

Felix groans and he nods his head. "So good, oh my God," he mumbles while finishing his bite.

"I also made these for another reason," you whisper, growing embarrassed. He raises an eyebrow, silently telling you to continue. "Uh, do you want to be my valentine?"

"Yeah," Felix breathes out, the smile on his lips widening. Your cheeks blush at his answer and the weight of it all feels like it's been lifted off you. "I've been wanting to ask you that for a while."

"Really?!" You ask in a whisper. Hyunjin was right then…

He nods his head and leans forward to kiss your lips. Your eyes widen for a few seconds before they flutter shut. Your fingers grip the plate in your hands as you kiss him back.

"Thank you for the brownies, love," he giggles after pulling away.

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"You should get something for Y/N for Valentine’s Day," Jeongin mentions in passing, causing Seungmin to furrow his brow.

"What?" He mumbles, his eyes following his friend's figure. Seungmin looks towards Felix and points towards the door Jeongin walked through. "Do you know what he means?"

Felix laughs and nods his head. "He's telling you to ask Y/N out," he simplifies Jeongin's words.

"Why do I need to do that? She's not even into me," he mentions, a little confused by all of this.

"Listen, Minnie, she has feelings for you. She tells me everything," Felix confesses to him while shrugging his shoulders. "Plus, she's been a little down the past few days. Getting her something nice will probably cheer her up."

Seungmin hums, thinking of all the times you smiled in the past three days. A frown comes to his lips when he can't recall if you've smiled at all.

He fishes his phone from his pockets before clicking on your contact. You haven't been texting him either. He sends you a quick text while walking back into his bedroom, grabbing his wallet from the nightstand.

"I'll be back," he announces to the rest of the members before walking out their front door.

"That was quite easy," Felix calls out to Jeongin.

The other member laughs from inside his room before he pokes his head out. "Minnie is kinda easy to persuade," he smirks, giving Felix a wink.

"Let's just hope whatever he does makes Y/N smile."

You nuzzle your face into your pillow, hearing your phone vibrate a few times. You groan, turning over to grab the device. You see a couple of texts from Seungmin and a small smile comes to your lips.

You: Hi, Minnie. I'm sorry I've been MIA the past few days 😔

It doesn't take long for him to text back.

Minnie 💖: It's okay. I'm sorry for not checking in with you. These dance practices have been brutal. Do you have time for me to drop by?

You: Yeah! I have today off so I'm not doing much. Feel free to stop by 🥰

You set your phone down and stretch, letting out a whine. You sit up from your bed, rubbing your tired eyes. "Oh, my head hurts," you mumble to yourself.

Guess that's what you get for crying yourself to sleep. You release a sigh and unplug your phone before getting up. Seungmin sends you a meme that makes you laugh.

"Boy, I missed you, Min," you smile at your phone.

You slowly make your way into the kitchen and grab a glass from the cupboard. You fill it with water before gulping it down.

The knocking on your door surprises you and you place a hand on your chest. You set the glass down on the counter and walk towards your door.

You open the door to reveal your best friend Seungmin. In his hands is a large package of chocolates, in the shape of a heart. Your breath hitches in your throat, meeting his gaze.

"What's this?" You ask as he walks into your apartment.

"It's for you," he mutters, holding it out to you.

You take it from him and walk back towards your kitchen, setting it down on the island counter. "Thanks, Minnie," you smile at him.

He slides his hands around your waist before bringing you into a hug. You wrap your arms around his neck, resting your head on his chest.

"What's been going on?" He whispers into your ear, his hand gently gliding up and down your back.

"I've just been having a hard time," you mumble, turning your head to look up at him.

His fingers comb through your hair, the two of you swaying back and forth. "Do you need anything from me?" Seungmin asks, pulling back a smidge to look down at you.

"Can you stay over tonight?" You ask him, sniffling a bit.

"Yeah, of course," he mentions after pulling back. You look up at him with teary eyes and he brings his hand to your face, wiping the tears that fall. "You're too pretty to cry."

A laugh escapes your lips. "Shut up," you playfully smack his chest.

"Hey, do you want to be my valentine?" Seungmin asks you.

Your eyes widen at his sudden question, feeling your heart start to pound against your chest. "What?" You ask in a whisper. "A-Are you serious?"

"Why would I buy you that if I wasn't serious?"

You glance towards the large box of chocolates. "This isn't a joke, right? Like, you're not just doing this to make me feel better?" You ramble off a couple of questions.

"Of course not. I genuinely have feelings for you, Y/N. I just didn't act on them because I thought you didn't feel the same way," Seungmin mentions with a crooked smile.

"I've liked you for years," you laugh, caressing his face in your hands.

"Okay, great," he smiles, turning his face to kiss the palm of your hand. "You're gonna share the chocolates, right?"

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You frown, watching your friend slowly walk across the room. "Innie," you call out to him, capturing his attention.

His eyes meet yours before he makes his way over to you. "Hey. I didn't see you come in," he says with a smile, sitting down beside you.

"Are you doing okay? Have you been sleeping?" You ask him, bringing your hand to his face.

Jeongin's smile falters as your fingertips gently rub the bags beneath his eyes. "I'm okay. Just a bit tired," he reassures you.

"Do you need to take a nap?" You ask him, patting your lap. "Do you have time?"

"I might have ten minutes," he mumbles, looking down at his watch.

Your friend shuffles his seating position before laying his head on your lap. Your fingers comb through his hair as some of the other members come into the room.

Changbin notices the two of you on the couch. He greets you with a smile while walking towards you. "We're so glad you're here," he whispers, leaning down to hug you.

"What's going on?" You ask him quietly, switching your attention between Changbin and Jeongin. "Innie's not himself."

"Yeah, he's been having a rough couple of days," he mentions, crouching beside you. "I guess he asked one of the girls from Twice to be his valentine, but she rejected him."

A frown replaces the smile on your lips as you glance down at your sleeping friend. His arms move to wrap around your waist, nuzzling his face into your stomach.

"My poor baby," you sigh, bringing one of your hands to the middle of his back.

Changbin places a hand on your shoulder, pushing himself up from the floor. "You should ask him. I think he'd feel better about himself," he mentions to you.

"Me?" You ask in disbelief, feeling your cheeks blush. "Oh, Binnie, I don't know about that."

He scoffs quietly, smiling at you. "Oh come on. The two of you have been dancing around your feelings for one another for almost a year now. Just do it," he slaps your shoulder playfully.

You watch the muscular man walk away from you, leaving you alone with Jeongin. You chew the dry skin on your lips as the words replay in your head.

"Wait, the two of us!?" You whisper to yourself with wide eyes. "Two!?" A gasp leaves your lips at the realization of Jeongin having feelings for you.

"Ina!" Minho screams, causing both of you to jump.

Jeongin's hands rest against your thigh as he sits up. "What the-" he cuts himself off before releasing a small groan.

The second oldest member peeks his head into the room, an innocent smile on his lips. "Sorry to interrupt but we have dance practice soon," he mentions before walking away.

"Feeling a smidge better?" You ask him, pushing some stray hair out of his face.

"Eh," he shrugs his shoulders while standing up from the couch. You pout at him, wishing you could do more to help him. "I gotta go, but I'll see you later."

You nod your head and bid him goodbye, waving your hand as Jeongin walks away. A sigh leaves your lips, sinking into the sofa. Changbin's words play through your head again, and you tap your fingers against your thighs.

"Fuck it," you tell yourself. You stand up just as the boys begin to leave. "I'll see you guys later. Have a good practice!"

All eight of them bid their goodbyes to you. You smile at each member, giving them a quick hug as they walk by you. Jeongin is the last to leave and you hug him for a bit longer.

He buries his face in your neck, one of his arms wrapping around you. "Come by my apartment later and I'll make your favorite meal," you whisper to him, petting the back of his head. "If you're feeling up to it, that is."

"I'll think about it," Jeongin mentions after pulling away from you, a fake smile on his lips.

You nod your head, not wanting to push him further. He whispers goodbye before walking out of the dorm.

After spending almost an hour trying to find the perfect gift for Jeongin, you finally make it to their company building. You can feel everyone's eyes on you as you walk through the lobby, the large heart-shaped balloon in your hand.

Your cheeks blush, keeping your gaze on the tiled flooring. Your heart starts to pound in your chest as you get closer and closer to their practice room.

God, I hope Changbin is right. You think to yourself, taking a deep breath. You peek through the tiny window, seeing the boys performing the choreography for Thunderous.

You patiently wait until they're done before knocking. You open the door, hiding the stuff you got for Jeongin behind your back. "Hey, sorry to interrupt," you laugh nervously. "Can I borrow Jeongin for a few moments?"

Your friend looks at you with a confused expression on his face before looking towards the other members. "Yeah. We're taking a break anyway," Changbin answers you, a knowing smirk on his lips.

"Innie, c'mere," you grin at the man, motioning for him to come to you.

Jeongin picks himself up from the floor, quickly making his way over to you. Your palms sweat as you take a step back, feeling super nervous. His eyes widen upon seeing the heart balloon, his eyes looking into yours.

"What's this?" He mutters while you hand him the balloon.

"I wanted to do something nice for you. Changbin told me what happened with that girl from Twice," you mumble with flushed cheeks. "I didn't think you deserved that, so I got these for you."

You also hand him a card and some chocolate. His favorite to be exact. Jeongin grabs the box of chocolates from you, and you notice his hands roughly gripping the box.

"I-I wanted to ask you to be my valen-"

"Yes," he cuts you off, lifting his head.

Your eyes widen at his sudden answer, not expecting him to agree. "Really?" You whisper.

"Yeah," Jeongin breathes out, a smile coming to his lips. A real smile. "I actually wanted to ask you originally but I didn't think you'd feel the same way."

"I've liked you for two years," your cheeks blush as you confess to him, your fingers fumbling with one another.

He doesn't say anything else. His eyes dance from your eyes to your lips. Jeongin leans forward, capturing your lips in a kiss.

"Can I still come over for dinner?" He asks after pulling away.

You nod your head, keeping your eyes closed. "Of course, you can."

Jeongin smiles, his fingers stroking your cheek. "It's a date then."

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