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dapandapod · 6 months

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For @firefly-party mine beloved wifi, who asked for steddie, and rain against a window.

There is much to be said about living in a trailer, but Eddie always loved laying in his bed and listen to the rain as it was beating against the roof with fierce determination.

Might be a bit cliché, but look, it's cliché for a reason. right?

Knowing that it's shitty and cold outside, knowing you are comfortable and warm inside, preferably wrapped up in as many blankets as you own, there is just something universal about that.

It's different after the upside down. It doesn't feel as safe, because some nights during a thunderstorm, he is not sure what is beating the roof, not sure what is reaching for him.

It's also different, because instead of the trailer, he is in a shitty apartment now. Walls stained with time and smoke and cheap landlord's poor taste in wallpaper, windows permanently sealed shut for the same reasons.

And because he is not alone.

Maybe that is the biggest part, actually. The best part, too.

The bed is probably a little too narrow for two people, but they make do by tangling themselves so close together it's hard to say where Eddie begins and where Stevie ends.

The duvet is bunched down by their waists, Steve's leg hooked around Eddie's calf, Eddie's arm across Steve's back, Steve's breath against Eddie's collarbones.

Eddie was never particularly hairy himself, despite his huge mop of hair, and that just allows him to feel the smattering of chest hair pressed against him, and the trail leading from Steve's belly button down his boxers.

The air is stale with sleep and sweat, the morning grey through their too short curtains.

Eddie is enjoying the sensation between sleep and wakefulness, where you are aware enough to feel, but asleep enough to drift.

The fog clears only when Steve stirs, shifting closer and nuzzling into the crook of Eddie's neck.

The rain outside has yet to give up its fierceness, true to the season, but without the roof of the trailer, without the thin layer of metal making out the husk of his previous home, it feels different.

Instead of hiding underneath a leaf, he feels like he finally found a burrow, a home.

Not a very good one, objectively, but his nonetheless. His and Steve's.

Jesus, Eddie finds it hard to believe sometimes.

Steve shifts again and makes a sound, something that sounds like half a snore, half a word, and Eddie finds himself smiling. That famous hair is a right mess, sticking up in every direction, exposing Steve's forehead.

Rain makes him soft, Eddie thinks, as he leans down the few inches it takes to press his lips to that perfectly kissable forehead.

On the floor above them, Eddie can make out the sounds of their neighbors waking up, but he isn't ready for that yet.

It's warm, cozy, safe.

Steve gives a content sigh and his arm tightens around Eddie, before it travels up, his hand reaching Eddie's neck, under his hair, his thumb just touching the shell of Eddie's ear.

"We should probably get up," Steve mutters, eyes still closed, lips pouty in the way they are when his cheek is pressed against the pillow.

"Probably," Eddie agrees, lips still against Steve's forehead. Pulling away is impossible, this moment feels like it is plucked out of time, a bubble of their own. "But when was I ever known to make good choices?"

"Hmmmmm," Steve supplies, and Eddie takes that as Steve disagrees, that Eddie is full of infinite wisdom. Good man.

Along Steve's back, Eddie can track moles, like a star chart written in Braille, just for him to read.

Maybe Steve will let him draw them out again, the sharpie only stayed visible for a few days.

"Did you buy eggs?" Steve says, keeping his eyes stubbornly closed as he plays with Eddie's ear, making him shudder.

"Yeah. And ice cream. Today is an ice-cream-for-breakfast-day." Eddie declares, leaning backwards to pull Steve half on top of him.

That's it, he realizes. That is what he was missing. The weight, the security of another person, the proof of being loved and trusted in ways he only imagined back in that trailer, with the world closed off, still only a thin metal wall away.

"Nancy will have my head if I'm late," Steve grumbles, but moves to fill the spaces where Eddie is not, covering him as much as he can.

"Can't be late if you don't go in," Eddie says with his infinite wisdom, cradling Steve closer, closer, close is never close enough.

"Can't fault that logic," Steve huffs. "I really don't want to get up."

"So stay," Eddie whispers.

He doesn't realize how much he needed to hear it, how much he needs Steve, until he says it.

"Always," Steve promises, promises always, always, always, whenever Eddie asks.

The rain doesn't let up until lunchtime. Steve is only let go to empty his bladder, and Steve stays, stays, always stays.

Rainy days are the best.

#steddie #fluff #stranger things #steve harrington #eddie munson #steve x eddie #rainy day #cuddles #soft bois for the wife #dapanda writes

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dzv2 · 2 years

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Kissable Lips Lockscreens ⛓️

Hi! I'm back haha. I'm sorry I've been gone for so long, but college takes all my time :(

Just yesterday I finished watching Kissable Lips and fell in love with everything. So if you haven't seen it, I hope you do! 🤩

Anyways, thank u very much for following me and I hope you like this Lockscreens I just made. 💋

♡ or rb if u use or save pls!

- d

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b-brightvc · 2 years

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jiwoong & seobin match icons

like or reblog if u save. don't repost pls! <3

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aureangels · 2 years

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˗ˏˋ kim jiwoong locks ; watch Kissable Lips ༊*·˚

ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴏʀ ʀᴇʙʟᴏɢ ɪꜰ ᴜ ꜱᴀᴠᴇ, ᴘʟᴇᴀꜱᴇ!

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@psdsrockj © ʙʏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘsᴅ

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our-neighbours-cat-is-a-menace · 2 years

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Reader making BNHA boys flustered

: Tamaki, Bakugo, Midoriya, Shinsou

Tamaki

You didn't even do it on purpose

Your boyfriend is just too much of a tomato

And you love that about him

You are currently face to face with monoma glaring at each other on the cafeteria

"Are you fuckin blind, how can you not see Tamaki's godly features" you shouted raising a foot on the table

"bitch pls, you're the only one who thinks that" he also slammed his feet on the table

"HUHHH, Whoever's your eye doctor deserves to be fired, look at this you piece of shit" you shoved your wallpaper at his face

"that floofy hair, those elf like ears, those soft kissable lips, those gorgeous pair of slanted eyes, and most of all his blushing face, how can you not see how much of an eye candy he is"

"he's j-"

"AND HE'S THE BEST BOYFRIEND YOU COULD ASK FOR, HE'S SO SWEET TO THE POINT I MIGHT GET DIABETES, KEEP THIS UP MONOMA AND YOU'LL BE SINGLE FOR LIFE" you shouted at the top of your lungs, shutting the blonde up

You failed to realize everyone in the cafeteria was just enjoying you shouting at the blonde and they were also giving glances to the red tomato behind you who was desperately hiding his face in his hands, in which the friend beside him just gave him a pat on the shoulder

"Well, it's good that you are loved this much tamaki" Mirio said still staring at you shouting the life out of monoma

Bakugo

You were sulking because of how he always denies holding hands when you're in public

And you're one petty biatch

You thought of a good way to get back at him

"Morning katsuki" you greeted entering the classroom

He just grumbled a mornin too, seeing how nonchalant he is made you start up your petty revenge early

"by the way katsuki did you have lucky charms for breakfast? because you look magically delicious" you said trying to sound seductive

Everyone in the room quickly looked at both you and bakugo's direction and the blonde was about to answer when Aizawa sensei came in

That didn't stop there, for every break you get , you bombard your pomeranian with thirsty pick up lines

"Are you a campfire? Because you're hot and i want s'more"

"Does your name start with " C" cause i can totally "C" us getting down"

"This might seem corny, but you make me horny"

Well you can tell what you're doing is working since he's full on glaring at you, with a face that's about to blow up

For every pick up line you say, Denki takes notes, Idia starts a lecture of how inappropriate it is and the rest are just enjoying the tea

Class is over and Katsuki was ready to blow you up jk

"YN LET'S FUCKIN TALK" he said obviously pissed, while you on the other hand was just staring at the sunset

"You know katsuki, I'm really not into watching sunsets but I'd love to see you go down" you beamed at the steaming blonde in front of you

"CUT THAT OUT DAMNIT, IF YOU WANNA HOLD HANDS THAT BADLY, LET'S DO IT, JUST-JUST STOP SAYING THINGS LIKE THAT" he said completely plopping his head on your shoulder

"why? Cause it makes you hot and bothered" you teased

"shut up"

Midoriya

You are currently fighting with toga

You just wanted to buy a birthday present for your cinnamon roll when fate decided to screw you up, throwing a psychopathic blood obsessed chick on your way

"Whaaaa, are you crazy? Don't damage the gift you crazy chick" you shouted cradling the gift you bought

"hmmm, is that for your boyfriend, izuku?"

"yes" you grinned at the blonde with eyes saying, too bad someone single like you can never relate

"hmm, i bet he's bad in bed anyway" toga clearly picking a fight with you

"excuse you, just so you know he's good at it" you say oh so dreamily which made the blonde mad and launch an attack to you

"He's finger's are thick you know" avoiding a kick

"He's a beast when he's thrusting" throwing a punch

"Gets you quivering under his touch" a back flip to avoid a slash

"makes you not walk for a week" avoiding a dagger

"SHUT UP, SHUT UP, SHUT UP, I DON'T WANNA HEAR ABOUT YOUR SEX LIFE UGHHH" toga had enough of your bullshit, no motivation to fight, she just fleed

Laughing to yourself, you picked up the gift and turned around, when you're suddenly met with three pair of eyes

A soba addict, an angry pomeranian and a fluffy cinnamon roll

You asked how long they have been there and shoto just replied

"Pls take a look at your boyfriend's face and you'll have the answer"

"From the beginning huh"

Toga to Dabi: I want a boyfriend, give me a boyfriend!

Shinsou

What in the world did you eat woman

Or did you take the wrong medication

Cause why in the world are you saying these things to him

You have always been discreet in expressing your affection for your boyfriend but not today i guess

"I want a hug, can we hug? Let's hug" you said latching unto your boyfriend

"You're very pretty, i want you to be mine forever, I'll be the one who will meet you in the altar "

All these statements have made even the tips of his ears go red, His happiness meter is just off the chart, whatever medication you took, praise it

" You are so warm, i wanna hug you forever, but i also wanna kiss, lots of kisses pls" you said

Shinsou basked in the overflowing affection you were giving him

However on the next day, you can't face your boyfriend at all

Remembering all the things you said to the boy made your own face heat up, he had to basically corner you on why you were acting so differently

You feel like you want the ground to swallow you whole after confessing that you were hit by a truth quirk, which makes you spill out everything your heart keeps

People who passed by you two were wondering what was happening cause you are hiding your face in your hands while your boyfriend was staring at the ceiling tomato faced with his hand covering the squiggly smile he has

"I also want to meet you at the altar" he blurted, but he quickly realized how that sounded like a proposal

Blushing lovers round 2

A/N: I was grinning while writing this 😩

Masterlist🌻

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charizburns · 3 years

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#aesthetic #wallpaper #love #loveyourself #collage #kissable lips

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xkotaro16w · 2 years

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Congratulations on your milestone and thank you for writing so much indulgent Leona content!! His tag has been livelier ever since you joined the fandom~

Can I pls request 5 - Kissing, 14 - Future, and 35 - Stargazing if they aren’t taken yet??

—𝟻00+ 𝙵𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝙴𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚝—

Prompt: 5. Kissing, 14. Stargazing.

Pairing: Leona Kingscholar x GN!S/O.

CW: Fluff, slightly suggestive, grammatical error, OOC.

A/N: THX A LOT ANON AWKJFAHWMJBGMJH (≈ㅇᆽㅇ≈)♡ I hope u like my writing cz im not a professional & en is not my 1st language ehehe ಇ(˵ಥ_ಥ˵)ಇ EKUGFQQWHFBAFHB I HOPE I DIDN’T SPAM THE TAGS OMG (˚ ˃̣̣̥⌓˂̣̣̥ ) ‧º ALSO I HOPE U LIKE THIS EHE (*๓´╰╯`๓)

5. KISSING

Leona’s kisses have 2 types, aggressive or sloppy. He oftenly gives you a kiss first, this lion is clingy and needy but he won’t accept the fact. Tsundere.

If you kiss him first, he’s VERY happy! He feels loved by his mate. As an annoying tsundere, he’ll tease you calling you a needy, asking you if you miss him so much or is he that kissable that makes you can’t take it anymore to kiss him (but he’s kissable). Actually he’s the clingiest, deal with it, Leona.

If he’s feeling sleepy or lazy, he gives you a sloppy kiss. Either when you guys in a cuddle position or standing side by side as he puts his hand on your shoulder or waist. It’s not really slow yet it still feels needy.

Be prepared if he’s in the mood, something happens, or he’s not sleepy (with you, even though he’s sleepy, he will do anything for you but not a stupid thing), his kiss will be dangerous. The lion will suck, bite, and lick your lips, along with the tongue battle, leaving the two of you breathless.

His firm sturdy body presses to your body closer, your fingers are entangled in the strands of his hair, your other hand is gripping on his shirt tightly. It’s hard to breathe, he doesn’t give you times to rest just a little, the kiss is getting more suffocating for you.

His rough tongue keeps tasting you as if you’re being eaten by him, the loud sucking noises is mortifying to your ears. His hands withhold you by a stringent embrace. Once he pulls away, his tongue licks his lips and gives you a grin.

“I might really eat ya, herbivore~”

14. STARGAZING

A date with Leona is simple, in private, and romantic. Stargazing will be a great option! It could be you who invites him or vice versa. If he invites you first, then he wants to do something to amaze you once in a while because you’re his mate.

Sitting under a big tree or on the gridiron and side by side (probably Leona wants you to sit in front of him). Exchanging words with each other while looking at the sky. To be honest, it’s calm and gives you time to chill.

Stealing a kiss from you? YES. This beastman seriously. He loves to tease you! If you want to take some photos with him, oh, he looks annoyed but actually happy! Saying not bad but if you give it to him, he’ll save it, stare at it, or maybe change to become his home screen wallpaper (don’t tell Ruggie).

Stargazing is beautiful and amazing date idea with Leona! Please do it again! He enjoys and loves your presence everywhere you go with him. He treasures you and every minutes with you!

His face is facing you, even though the starry sky is up there, not within you. Words after words flow out from each other’s’ lips. The moonlight along with the stellar illuminates your presences with him, the dark empyrean beautified by many astronomical objects.

He couldn’t lie that he enjoys the view, but you, you’re his best view right now. The gleam in your eyes could be seen by him, the excitement from you could be felt by him. Seeing you jubilant by looking at the luminous spheroid and talking with him. He couldn’t help but grin.

“Ya enjoy it, herbivore?”

35. FUTURE

I DO NOT OWN TWISTED WONDERLAND & DO NOT REPOST MY WORKS.

#kotaro's work #kotaro's event #leona kingscholar #leona kingscholar x reader #leona #leona x reader #twst leona #twisted wonderland #twst #twisted wonderland x reader #twst x reader #twisted wonderland imagines #twst imagines #disney twisted wonderland

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kpoppwriter · 3 years

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Seventeen Masterlist Pt.2~ ☆

☆ Who’s Your SVT Soulmate Quiz ☆

Timestamps

Seungcheol

1:40pm

6:48pm (m)

4:52pm

12:06pm

2:14am

Mingyu

11:48am

Scenarios

12:57 am - Mingyu angst/suggestive

Want To - Wonwoo smut

Bratty S/O - Poly!SVT

Rose-Colored Boy - Soonyoung angst/fluff

Let Me Take Care Of You - Seokmin smut

Better than Mingyu - Chan fluff

Come Here - Mingyu smut

Oral - Fem!JiHan

Studio Tease - SoonSeok smut

Greedy - JunHao smut

Cocky Asshole | pt. 2 - Mingyu enemies to ??? AU

Ill-Mannered - Poly!’96 line smut

Soft Cuddles - BooSeok hybrid smut

Stay Though | pt. 2 - Jihoon x idol producer!reader fluff

Dress Up - BooWoo fluff

Insolent - Poly!’97 line smut

Imprudent - Poly!’95 line smut

Insubordinate - Poly!Maknae line smut

Don’t Wait, Tiger - Soonyoung smut

Use Your Words - Joshua smut

Finally - Jun smut

Just Kinda Happened - Vernon smut

First Show - CamBoy!Jun smut

Dork - Joshua x idol!reader fluff

JoshH95 - Richboy!Joshua x Camgirl!reader smut

At Home - Chan smut

Not The Point | pt. 2 - Med Student!Seokmin x Secret Agent!reader angst/fluff

Ask Nicely - Camboys!Vernon and Jun x reader

Sweetheart - Bad Boy!Joshua x reader smut

I Remember You - Seokmin Soulmate AU

Risqué Pictures - Sugar Daddy Seungcheol suggestive/smut

Quarantine with the ‘96 Line

Just Relax - CheolGyu suggestive

Date Night - Seungcheol smut

Photographer - Vernon fluff

Foreign Feelings - Vernon fluff

The Guy From Summer Camp - Mingyu fluff (long)

Blindfolded - JeongCheol smut

A New Trainee | pt.2 - SVT drabble

His Prize - Evil Mafia!Jeonghan

Good Baby - Dom!Jeonghan x fem!reader x Sub!Chan smut

Help Relaxing - SoonHoon x fem!reader suggestive

Sorta Fell For You - Mingyu angst/fluff

Angel Is The Centerfold - Seungkwan songfic

Caught - Soonyoung smut

Drivers License - Chan angst songfic

Kisses Are The Best Medicine - Mingyu mafia!au

Playing into Fantasies | pt.2 - Professor!Seungcheol suggestive

Until You Believe It - Seokmin smut/fluff

All I Need Is You - Seungcheol fluffy smut

Summer Nights | preview - Seungcheol Grease!AU

Mingyu’s Dilemma - Mingyu fluff

A Sweet Way to Wake Up - Seungcheol fluffy smut

Kissable Lips - SoonCheol fluffy smut

Done with Excuses - Mingyu Street Racer AU

Puppy Love - Mingyu fluff

Sneaking Out - Soonyoung fluff

Series

Kinktober 2020 - Masterlist

The Weight of a Crown - Mingyu Royalty AU

pt.1 | pt.2 | pt.3 | pt.4 | pt.5 | epilogue

The Pleasures of Life - Seungcheol demon/angel AU

pt.1 | pt.2 | pt.3 | pt.4 | pt.5 | pt.6 | pt.7 | pt.8 | pt.9 | pt.10 | epilogue

➤ Demon wallpapers | 1 | 2 |

➤ Angel wallpapers | 1 | 2 |

Metanoia - CEO!AU

Masterlist | Prologue

15 Ways to Say I Love You - Masterlist

MTL

Dating right now

Date a non-idol

Manscaping

Experience with dating

Experience with sex

Long term relationship

Get close with their S/O’s family

Asks S/O’s father for his blessing before proposing

Scare/intimidate daughter’s boyfriend

Try figure skating/horseback riding

Use aegyo with S/O

Introduce their S/O to his family quick

Text his S/O back quickly

Into PDA

Risk it for a flight attendant

Fall in love easily

Make the first move

Use food as a love language

Be ticklish

Looking for asks? Here are the Tags for each member!

~◦♡ Seungcheol - #scoops ♡◦~

~◦♡ Jeonghan - #angelic devil ♡◦~

~◦♡ Joshua - #jesus or #arms mcgee♡◦~

~◦♡ Jun - #crackhead ♡◦~

~◦♡ Soonyoung - #smile lines ♡◦~

~◦♡ Wonwoo - #coffee boy ♡◦~

~◦♡ Jihoon - #genius baby ♡◦~

~◦♡ Seokmin - #sunshine ♡◦~

~◦♡ Mingyu - #big puppy ♡◦~

~◦♡ Minghao - #aesthetic™♡◦~

~◦♡ Seungkwan - #the diva ♡◦~

~◦♡ Vernon - #stoner ♡◦~

~◦♡ Chan - #dance machine ♡◦~

#seventeen masterlist #seventeen scenarios #seventeen timestamps #seventeen mtl #seventeen series

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harrylilies · 3 years

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The Royal Series | Pt. V

The Royal Series Masterlist

"Think I should get my own flat." You said as you lied on Farrah's bed, looking at her ceiling that had scattered glow-in-dark stars.

"Like in secret? Out of the palace?" She asked, glancing at you then looking back at her laptop.

You hummed in confirmation. "Think I can do that?"

"If it were hypothetical, yes,” Farrah answered, looking at you. "It's unsafe given your status, no matter how much you deny it so if your family knows, it won't be pretty, and I know for sure it’s not easy.” "What if-" You sat up quickly, crossing your legs and looking at her with mischievous wide eyes. "What if I give it all up?"

"Give what up?" She asked slowly, looking at you warily.

"The status. What if I give up on royalty? Step down and live as some normal girl who's good in her work and owns her own flat? I don't have to marry F-"

"Y/N, you really need to sleep." She sighed, closing her laptop and putting it on her bedside table.

You sighed, lying on your back and pulling the cover closer to your chin. "I hope that's the case."

"Anyway, whatever you do, you know I'll support you, even if you end up living with me."

You smiled, snuggling into Farrah's cover, "You're an alright best friend."

"And you're a bitch. Goodnight, your Highness." She chuckled before rolling over and letting her back face you.

"Goodnight, peasant."

"Em, call them and tell them that we'll do what we talked about in the meeting and have their social media specialist start tomorrow. Has David called?" You asked your assistant as you both walk in a fast pace inside the palace, Kensington.

"He did. He said that we raised 2 million, we exceeded the target." She informed you.

You nodded, stopping in front of your flat door. "Good. Can you please schedule a meeting for tomorrow with Healing for The Future? We need to discuss the plan and start working as soon as possible."

She nodded, writing on her iPhone as you talked. "Consider it done."

"Thank you, Em. And sorry for keeping you busy till now," you smiled at her gratefully before checking your watch, "It's almost 11."

"It's my job. It's not like I don't enjoy it." Emelie assured you with a smile of hers. "Now you have a goodnight. You've been awake since 4 in the morning."

You nodded, both of you leaning to kiss each other's cheek. "Goodnight, Em."

Emelie walked off, making you turn and enter your quiet flat. You nodded at the two guards standing on your door before going inside, smiling and wishing them a goodnight.

Right as you were about to take off your shoes, a knock on your door made your move halt for a second before you granted permission to whoever was on the other side. In came one of the ladies-in-waiting, Pattie. "Your Highness?"

"Yes, Pattie? Is everything alright?"

She nodded, "Her Majesty is in His Highness Prince William's flat and requested to see you."

"Oh, she's here?" You furrow your eyebrows before standing. "Okay. Thank you, Pattie. You can sleep or do whatever you want. It's a quiet night for me." You smiled at her.

Pattie smiled back, bending her knees in a slight curtsy, "Thank you, Your Highness."

Walking to your brother's flat, you greeted the guards at the door before a maid informed you that “they were all in the drawing room.” Thinking nothing of it, you pulled out your phone as you walked towards it, opening yours and your siblings’ group chat.

Henry💂🏻‍♂️: why on earth is he here? Wills👴🏻: I honestly don't know... Wills👴🏻: Y/N, I'd advise you to not come before 11

It was too late.

Your eyebrows which were furrowed in confusion at the texts and the frown fell once you walked inside the drawing room and looked up, seeming as if the air had been knocked out of you.

"Y/N, you're here! Fred was just telling us about his last polo match." Your grandmother smiled, patting the spot next to her.

You glanced at your siblings, Kate, and your grandfather who gave you sympathetic looks before your eyes moved to the moving man who was approaching you with a smile on his face.

"It's incredible to see you, Your Highness." Fred said gently, offering his hand.

You snapped out of it and put your hand in his, watching as he kissed it, "Lovely to see you, too.”

Fred motioned for you to walk inside, walking behind you as you sat on the sofa beside your grandmother, deeply breathing as you tried to remain calm.

"Prince Fred has a gift for you, Y/N."

"Ah, yes!" He chuckled nervously, holding a rectangular velvet green box from the table before approaching you. "I know you love emerald," he spoke gently, opening the box for you.

Your eyebrows were furrowed and a frown was set on your face as you stared at the necklace with an emerald gemstone. "Uh," you let out a small chuckle before looking at him. "May I ask what's the occasion?"

"Just a kickstart for what's there to come."

You nodded slowly, straightening your posture as your eyes went back to his face, "That's a lot for just a kickstart."

You heard your brothers snicker from behind Fred, watching as he gave you a small shrug. "It's okay if you don't want to accept it. I'd understand. I asked my mother and she told me it'd be a good idea, honestly." Fred chuckled, glancing from you to the necklace in his hands, almost as if he'd never seen it.

You glanced at your grandmother who gave you a pointed look, almost as if she was holding back a scream that said "take it!"

You stood up, taking a breath and reluctantly nodded, "It's okay, I-," You gulped, an uneasy smile coming to your face, "I'll take it. Thank you."

Fred smiled, "Want help wearin-"

"No!" You instantly replied, hand coming up to graze the teardrop pendant of your necklace around your neck. "I mean," you looked at him, slightly wide eyed, "I'm going to sleep now so it's not really a convenient time to wear it."

He cleared his throat and nodded, stepping back with an arm behind his back, "I understand."

“Y/N, you said you're going to sleep. Can I come with you for a second? I left Louis' bib at your flat the last time." William said, standing up.

Despite knowing that he was coming up with an excuse for you to leave, you went along. "Oh, right. I was meaning to get it but I forgot. Anyway," With the green box in your hand, you walked towards the door with your brother following you before you turned to look at the rest, "Have a goodnight." And with that, you and William were out of the door and walking towards your own flat.

"Show me." He opened his palm, making you rest the box there. "Not bad, huh?"

"Poor lad looked like he was forced to do this." You spoke your mind, hand finding its way to your hair.

"Just like you felt you were forced to accept it?" Will replied almost instantly.

You shrugged, "It'd be very rude of me to just not accept it. He'd look like a fool."

"And why do you care?"

"Because just because I don't see myself with him, doesn't mean I'll make him feel less about himself and treat him like a doormat. I have a feeling he's forced into this like I am." You sighed, walking down the stairs.

"When did you become so wise?" Will chuckled, wrapping his arm around your shoulders. "How's Romeo?"

You chuckled, rolling your eyes. "He's fine. He's in Berlin."

"Busy lad, huh?"

You nodded, "Very. Makes time to call me though."

Will smiled, giving your shoulder a squeeze. "That's good to hear."

As you reached your flat and opened the door, you turned to look at your brother, "You can stay for some tea." You suggested.

"No, it's alright. I'll head back to them. You have a good night sleep, alright?" He leaned down pressing peck to your forehead.

You nodded, smiling sleepily at him. "Goodnight, Wills."

Getting into your bed after a long day was what you looked forward on busy days, and it was the reason behind the sigh that left your lips as you had gotten under the covers.

Right as you were about to lock your phone, the screen changed from your wallpaper of you, Charlotte and George lying on the grass as you laughed – a picture Kate had taken from above months ago and it had been your favourite – to an incoming call from none other than the man who gave you zoos erupting in your stomach; Harry.

You smiled, accepting it. "Hello?"

"Hey, love," His voice alone was enough to have you already blushing. "Are you done with the day?"

You hummed, "It was a long, tiring day."

"Want to tell me about it?"

And so, you did. You told him all about your day, meetings and your scheduled plans, leaving out the part where you saw Fred.

And he told you about his show and how he was on his way to travel to Amsterdam.

"Did you wear that suit you showed me?" You asked him, lying on your back.

"Yeah, I did," He replied, "I'm going to send you two suits for tomorrow's show, choose one of them for me, please?"

You grinned, "Of course."

"Alright, I'm going to let you sleep now. Uh, Y/N?"

You hummed.

Harry chuckled slightly and almost nervously before it got quiet for a second. "I miss you,"

You grinned to yourself, feeling your heart thump in your chest at the simple 3 words.

"Feel like I want to see you already. Think-" He stopped, "Think it's your kisses. You're very, very...kissable."

You let out a small laugh, one hand moving to cover your face as the other clutched the phone tightly to your ear. "Yeah?"

"Yeah."

"Well, if it makes you feel any better, I miss you, too."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah."

#the royal series #harry styles imagine #harry styles fanfiction #harry styles fanfic #harry styles au

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merakiclosed · 4 years

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Yoongi - Exhausted

》 Pairing: Poor Single mum reader x Rich CEO Yoongi

》 Summary: Living in a rundown apartment, trying to raise a 7 year old and balancing one full time job and part time job on Saturdays was hard and tiring. What happens when you discover your crush on your boss, Yoongi. What if he happens to like you back.

Genre: Fluff

》 Word count: 3k

》 Notes/ Warnings: One swearword used, She/her pronouns used, reader faints, talk of over working

Masterlist | Requests & messages are open

Its 8pm on a Sunday evening when Yuna trudges into your room, yawning. You put the book you was reading down and chuckle when Yuna flops down onto the bed, headfirst and move a hand to stoke her messy hair.

“Mumma, the machine in the kitchen is making a funny sound again” she mumbles into the duvet. The machine that she was talking about was the washing machine, you know its not been doing well over the past few days, but your trying to make it last as long as it can. You might have just enough to buy a second hand one again if you’re lucky.

You sighed, “It’s okay, Mumma will sort it”

She dramatically throws herself so that she is now facing the ceiling, her eyes fluttering from tiredness. Her yellow pyjamas already on ready for bed, her hair a fluffy mess and her chubby cheeks slightly pink from the summer heat.

“Let’s get you to bed” you whisper to her, picking her up and walking towards her room.

You set her down in bed and tuck her in, brushing some hair out of her face. Kissing her forehead, you mumble “I love you sweet pea”

“M, love you” Yuna whispers so quietly, you almost miss it.

You get up and close the door with a low click. Turning around, you are faced with the poor excuse of an open plan apartment. The wallpaper was an odd, faded shade of grey, some of it bubbling off in the corner next to the front door from it being damp. It was a small apartment, the kitchen, living room and dining room squashed into one room. Yuna had the biggest room in the apartment and you tried to decorate the best you could. Her walls were pink, and her room was scattered with toys.

You was 18 when you had Yuna and your life turned upside down. Cliché but true. There were a lot of comments on how stupid you were to get pregnant and how irresponsible you were for not being careful enough at such a crucial point in your life. I mean, you saved up to go to university but all of that went down hill when you found yourself with Yuna, all of the money you saved went to her. Your parents kicked you out because they disapproved, after all, they always tried to plan your life. You never did live for yourself, it was always their plan, their way of living.

The worst of it was that the boy that got you pregnant. The boy you thought you would live forever with. Left. Once he heard you were pregnant, he fled and just wanted you so that he had someone he could bang ever now and then. He left, changing his phone number and even moved house. He was your everything, you thought he loved you, but clearly it was a lie. You rolled your eyes at the whole ordeal, you weren’t sad, but you were slightly angry, mainly at yourself at believing in something like love.

You shook your head, not wanting to think about this, you had to get ready for tomorrow. In the next 3 hours, you cleaned the house and sorted some emails before tomorrow, cooking some food for lunch and making Yuna’s pack up.

Yawning, you headed to your room, the bed digging into your back as you laid down. Checking to make sure that you set your alarm, you fell into a dreamless sleep.

You wake up to a series of banging on the front door, scaring the living daylights out of you. You stumble out of bed, trying not to fall over from being tangled around the duvet. However, your limbs didn’t cooperate with you and you fell onto the hardwood floor with a loud thud.

“fuck” you wheeze out

Another load of banging had you up and onto your feet, your hands trying to tame your bed hair.

“Happy Monday” An excited voice greets you once you open the door. You stare blankly at Taehyung as he smiles at you brightly. ‘It’s too early for this’, you thought.

“TaeTae” You hear a shout come from behind you as your shoved out of the way by your own daughter so that she can jump into his Taehyung’s arms.

“Hello, my little cuddle bunny” His face seems to light up even more when Yuna places her small hands on his cheeks and leans to kiss his nose.

You close the door behind them when they walk in, heading to the coffee pot.

“I’ll be right back” you mutter to them, though, you doubt that either of them heard you as they talk animatedly about how Yuna is going to write about a unicorn in her writing class today, as the theme was imagination. Gosh, how you wish you could back to that point in your life.

You get ready fairly quickly, your hair now suitable for a work environment. You were dressed in a pencil skirt and blouse, deciding to ditch the blazer as the temperature was supposed to be high today.

You walk out and get a cup of coffee that was already sat on the side; Taehyung must have poured you a cup. You sit on the couch as Tae and Yuna sit in front of you, Tae drinking his coffee and Yuna eating some cereal, both of them fascinated by Strawberry Shortcake on the TV. You wonder if Taehyung is even the same age at you, as you watch him smiling at the kids show.

Checking the time, you realise that you probably set off now so that you are there on time. You lower yourself and kiss Yuna’s head, “Okay, I’m going now. I love you Yuna, make sure that Tae doesn’t forget his phone again” you chuckle.

“Heyyy, I’m the babysitter. Bye have a good day, don’t work too hard” Tae whines.

“Bye Tae” You say as you ruffle his hair. As you close the door, you hear Taehyung yell at you for messing with his hair.

You had a very boring office job from Monday – Friday and a small part-time job on Saturday, leaving Sunday for you and Yuna. You try to spend at much time with her as you can, trying to make up for the loss of another parent as well as the amount of hours that you don’t see her due to work. Sometimes you wonder if she is closer to Taehyung because of this. Taehyung has been with you and Yuna since she was born, as you met him just before you were pregnant. He was the only friend that stayed with you throughout the whole ordeal. He was like your big brother. – He was only a few months older.

The office job you had was boring. Mr Min, the CEO, was weird. He was handsome, but always looked cold, even though you doubt that he is as you often see his gummy smile. However, at least once a day you saw him. He always checked up on you, asking you to go to his office to ask if you’re alright or if you need help. He was amazing, he currently had silver hair that suited him so well, he was extra kind to you, he smiled a little more when with you compared to when he was with someone else. You blinked hard, pausing your steps. ‘Ah, shit. I think I like my boss’, you thought.

‘No, I can’t do that, I have Yuna. She comes first’

You was so caught up in your head that you didn’t notice another voice calling for you as you walked through the office.

“Hello? Ms L/N?” You jumped at the closeness of the voice, turning around to find Mr Min looking at you with an eyebrow raised, an amused smile coating his red, kissable lips. You quickly register that he said something and shake your head, nope we are not going there.

“Oh, Hi, yes hello, sorry” You stumbled over your words, an awkward smile on your face.

“How are you today Ms L/N?” He stares down at you.

“I’m okay thank you Mr Min” You say, stopping yourself from starring at his handsome features. “How are you?”

“I am fine, thank you” He runs a hand through his already messy hair and bids you goodbye as he closes the door to his office.

The only other bad thing about your job, other than it being boring, was the manager of your sector. He was always angry not matter what, you think you did a good job? Wrong. You think you’re done for the day? Wrong, there’s more work on your desk. He was horrible. You always ended up with twice your workload. More often that not, you would be working overtime. You couldn’t even count the amount of times you have had to call Taehyung and ask if he could stay later with Yuna, promising to buy him food.

Sitting down at your desk, you stretched first before logging on, you sigh looking at the photo of you and Yuna on your desk. All you could think about was working hard so that Yuna had a better life than this. A better life than the one that you live. The bad thing was, was that you didn’t even notice that your battery was running out. Quickly.

It was Friday morning when your manager came up to your desk and piled yet another load on your already cramped desk. In an authoritative tone he said “Y/N on my desk by the end of the day”.

You looked at your checklist on the post-it note on your computer, it was going to be a long day. Even though it was only 11am, you rang Tae and asked if he could stay later and that you promise to get him food and pay him extra, seeing as it was a Friday night.

You already felt disoriented this morning, your head throbbing as you lazily gazed at the manila folders on your desk. Realising that you forgot one of the folders in Mr Min’s office from this morning, you get up and head to his office. However, you don’t make it very far as a wave of dizziness crashed over you, you balanced yourself against the wall of the corridor and closed your eyes, breathing deeply for a second, composing yourself. You knocked on the door of his office and bowed once you entered, trying to muster a smile on your face. You just need to make it through today and it will all be fine.

“Hello, Ms L/N. How can I help?” He asks in a husky voice, trying to suppress his anger from his previous meeting. He looks down at his computer for a minute, expecting to hear you say something but when you don’t, he looks up at you. Your eyes seemed unfocused, your body swaying a bit as your whole-body shakes.

The ground beneath you seemed to spin as your eyesight got blurry, the pounding in your head getting worse by the second. With nothing to hold onto, your knees buckle under your weight, fear courses through Yoongi’s body as he catches you, just before you fall, pulling you into his chest. His hands shook as he called an ambulance, his voice wavering a bit. He didn’t know why he was so scared, you only passed out, you weren’t dying. Yet, he couldn’t stop shaking.

He was an idiot, he saw the signs of exhaustion as soon as you walked in on Monday, why didn’t he give you the week off, you was one of the most hard-working employees that he had. For his own selfish reasons, he didn’t want you to be off, he wanted to see you as much as possible. Yoongi admits that he did develop a small crush on, he wanted to know anything and everything about you. However, this was harder than he thought as you were a very closed off person, you hardly ever talked about your personal life and you always tried to keep the conversation topic to work. It wasn’t often when he saw you express your emotions, but when you smiled at him, his heart beat a little faster.

When you open your eyes, you’re greeted with a bright light, causing you to groan as you can faintly hear a little girls voice.

“Mum, Mum”

You blink a few more times as you come face to face with Yuna, her lips trembling and tears already cascading down her face. She pounces on to you, hugging you tightly. You wheeze, your eyes going wide from the hug attack.

“I was so worried when TaeTae came to pick me up” Her voice wavering.

“Aw, Yuna, I didn’t mean to scare you, I just fell asleep at work. Silly mum huh” You wipe away her ears and squish her chubby cheeks together, making her giggle.

“Come on bun, lets get your mum a drink from the vending machine” Taehyung comes to pick her up and bounces her up and down his arms. He looks back at you with a tired smile, concern written over his face. Looks like your going to have a long talk when you get back home.

A cough came from the right of you, turning your head, you find your boss sat that. Mr Min. He got up slowly to pour you a cup of water.

“Here” He have you the plastic cup and you took it with a small thanks.

“Why didn’t you tell me that you was feeling unwell?” He questioned, sitting on the seat next to the bed. It looked like he was going to reach a hand out towards you, but thought better of it as he lowered it, rubbing the back of his neck.

All you could do was shrug to his question, “I didn’t think it was important”. Your voice was so quiet, you didn’t think he heard it, but he did.

“Well, it is important.” He hesitated to say the next sentence “You know that I’m always here, right? I know that I am the big CEO, that I don’t always look friendly. But I want to get to know you. I don’t want to talk about just work, I want to know how you feel, what makes you happy, what makes you sad. I want to know you, Y/N. I want to know all about that little girl that came rushing to your bed in tears. The little girl that questioned why you was asleep. The little girl that resembles you so much”

You were speechless. No one wanted to get to know you, not since him. Although you did have a crush on him, you thought that you could never date, Yuna always being your top priority.

“You know that Taehyung told me everything” You looked up at him with wide eyes. Taehyung did WHAT? He knew about your crush, when you realised it on Monday, you nearly had a full-on melt down once you got home. Taehyung was, of course, there for you, telling you having a crush on someone was normal and it was completely fine. However, you were adamant that this was bad, you couldn’t bring someone else in your life, what happens if he leaves, you don’t think you could go through something like that again. Or what happens if Yuna doesn’t like him? Or he leaves and Yuna is already attached to him? You couldn’t do that to her.

You were so caught up in your head that you didn’t hear Yoongi move to sit next to you on the hospital bed. This time, he didn’t hesitate to bring his hand up to move hair out of you face. You looked up at him with blurry eyes, tears threatening to escape. You were confused, exhausted, and stressed.

“I don’t know how long I can go on for like this” you whispered, your voice cracking. “I’ve taken care of her for 7 years; Tae is her babysitter. He is always there if I need him, but I won’t be able to rely on him forever, he is always on the edge of his seat, waiting for me to call him and ask something else of him. I’m scared that one day, he will walk away, just like everyone else.” You added the last bit on, no longer scared of Yoongi’s reaction. You were just so, so tired.

Yoongi’s heart broke at both the words that you spoke and the tone of your voice. You were such a strong woman. He wanted to take all of the pressure of you, he wanted to give you the world. It’s what you deserved.

“Please let me take care of you now” He whispered, his hand lingering on your cheek.

“How do I know you won’t leave?” Your actions betrayed your words as you leaned into his touch.

“Trust me. Let me prove to you that I’m here and I always will be. Please let me in” he begged, his eyes showing nothing but love and care.

Your body started to shake as you sat up and threw yourself at him, hugging him. His arms went around your waist as he moved the both of you so that you were now sat in his lap. He cooed and whispered soothing words to you as your body wracked with sobs, you couldn’t stop crying.

“I trust you” you whispered into his ear, your breath causing goosebumps to rise on his skin.

When Yuna and Tae walked through the door, laughing loudly, they noticed that you were both passed out. You were on Yoongi’s lap, your head tucked into his chest, whilst his chin rested on top of your head. Both of your arms wrapped around each other.

“Is Mummy safe with that man” Yuna whispers into Taehyung’s ear. Taehyung smiled widely at the both of you, taking his phone out of his pocket to take a picture of the two of you, “Of course she is, Mumma has just found her prince. Now, let’s go and get ice cream”

Next: Mothers day

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chqnverse · 4 years

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𝐁𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐁𝐨𝐲𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝

🌻 - Fluff

💋 - Smut(Light)

✔️ - Completed

A/N:Have fun reading it my Angels! I purple you all

The pictures arent mine

Tomorrow I will upload a Namjoon texting story!

~~~~~~~~~~~

𝐊𝐢𝐦 𝐒𝐞𝐨𝐤𝐣𝐢𝐧

Jin would be so sweet like waking you up with pancakes

would tell you ALOT of his Jokes(I still wonder where he gets them from)

Ohhh.....Just imagine waking up alone and going in the kitchen to see a Shirtless Jin with is back turned towards you (His World wide Shoulders)

He would cook for you

He Loves your Smile this is why he always tells you Jokes just to see Your pretty smile

He would do anything for you

You go shopping together

He loves to cuddle you

If he is on tour he always text you and calles you even if ti is just for a few minutes Just to hear your beautiful Voice

ALWAYS talks about you

He would love you sooo much

He worries about you when you two arent together

Would sing you to sleep(Just imagine him singing Moon For you because you cant sleep...This would be so cute)

In Bed Jin would never do anything you dont like and always ask you if his action pleases you or if he should stop

you love him sooo much and couldnt wish for a better Boyfriend

Calls you Jagi or Baby

𝐌𝐢𝐧 𝐘𝐨𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐢

He have a BIG soft spot for you

You are literally the only one who can wake him up

He loves You so much

He likes it when you come to his studio and Pout at him because you want to cuddle

He spoils you rotten

He loves your lips because they are so soft and kissable

In his studio you would sit on his lap while he works

In bed He can be rough but also soft

He loves to eat you out

HIS TONGUE TECHNOLOGY

Sometimes asks you what you think about a new song he wrote

Likes to tease you as an example running his hands up and down your tights

Likes to hear you Beg and whimper

Its important for him to take aftercare of you

For example running you a hot bath but most of the time you just cuddle while he runs his hands up and down your back and whisper sweet nothings in your ear.

You are his everything and he is yours

Calls you Kitten

𝐉𝐮𝐧𝐠 𝐇𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐨𝐤

You are his Sun,his Hope

Wakes you up with his sunshine smile wile kissing your neck

You love his smile

Brings you to dance Practice

Loves your Cute nose

He thinks is cute and just perfect to pook(I dont know how you spell the word hope you know what i mean hehe)

You are His Queen

thinks you are the prettiest girl on the planet nono in the universe

If you have an argument you both doesent take long to say sorry because you cant live without each other

Takes cute couple pictures with you and set them as his Wallpaper

He loves you so much and shows you that in any possible way he knows

You love your Sunshine

He loves to cuddle you and Mickey

If he is on tour You always send him pictures of you and Mickey and he always looks at them for minutes

He calls you Angel

𝐊𝐢𝐦 𝐍𝐚𝐦𝐣𝐨𝐨𝐧

He takes you to a Museum date

Can talk hour with you

He loves your eyes an dhow the shine when you get exited

You two buy a Bonsai Tree for your home

You love his Dimples soooo much(Who wouldn't he is just to cute when he smile)

Namjoon loves to take walks with you and Moonie(His cute Dog)

Moonie is like your child

If you turn him on he isnt so cute anymore and you know that you couldn't walk for the next weeks

He know everything about you

He knows what pleases you and how to make you into a moaning mess in a few seconds

You love each other and take a lot pictures together

Kisses you witch so much love

Aftercare(Mostly taking a hot bath)

Isnt shy to kiss you in front of the members

He Calls you Princess

𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐉𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐧

Sweet ChimChim

acts cute around you just to get your attention

He calls you Chubs

Loves to cuddle with you after a long day

Kissed

You act cute Kiss

You are shy kiss

you pout kiss

your angry face is just to cute for him Kiss kiss and more kisses

You are his everything

he is your everything

Can go from Baby ChimChim to Daddy in a second

Could eat you out all day just to taste you and hear you moan his Name

LOVES it when you moan his Name

Can also be you little whine sub (which he is most of the time)

Calls you Mommy

Adores you so much

You love his cheeks(his Cheeks in the Gif....My poor hearteu)

You love to hold his hand

𝐊𝐢𝐦 𝐓𝐚𝐞𝐡𝐲𝐮𝐧𝐠

Already dreams about your children

cuddle you to death

Loves your Cheeks and to squish them

Calls you Baby or Baby bear

You love his deep ass voice

You love it when he sings to you

You sometimes have to stop him from practicing so much

You love his hair

He likes it when you give Him a massage after a log day

He likes to play with your hair

In bed Tae would be a switch i think he can be Daddy like but you love it when he calls you Mistress

You are the love of his live

You Love his Boxy smile It brightens up your day in a second

(Can you please just look at his beautiful smile...He is just so cute)

𝐉𝐞𝐨𝐧 𝐉𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐤𝐨𝐨𝐤

Ohhh god......

His ABS and tights You love them

You love his bunny smile and his doe eyes

He loves your giggles

would probably take you with him to the GYM just to tease you for example lifting his shirt

Can be cute

Love to cuddle you and watch movies (Iron Man)

You always support him

He protects you

You play games together

You both listen to music when you are laying on the bed just enjoying each others presence

You tease each other a lot

In bed You are his Mommy and he ist your little Babyboy

Even in bed he is a brat and disobeys you to get a punishment

You love to talk dirty to him just to make him moan

He calls you Baby

You love each other a lot

He sing to you when you have a nightmare

You are his cute Baby

I hope you liked it~

I purple you my Angels~

Tomorrow i am Gonna upload a Namjoon texting Story~

Ha-Neul~

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osamiiya · 3 years

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im back and ready to cause chaos once more - give me assassin (me 😏) tasked to kill character (yachi my beloved </3) but then i fall in love and cant kill her anymore 😟 - wlws this is for u - also congrats on 1m followers 🧙‍♀️

Yachi Hitoka x Assassin!Reader

Warnings: Mentions of guns

Summary: You're tasked to kill a certain Yachi Hitoka, but plans are interrupted and people fall in love.

A/n

Yachi Hitoka, blonde hair, brown eyes, height; 149cm.

The tan manilla folder is dropped onto the desk in front of you, and you can't help but more that the girl in the picture has delicate features and kissable lips.

It's too bad, because the paycheck is good, and the work'll be easy.

A simple plan is put into place, get close to her, and strike when least expected. A couple dates, maybe a night spent together, and then a thick enveloyof money in the mail.

At least, it's simple in theory as you rent out the apartment across from her, balconies facing eachother, a direct view into her bedroom.

"Nice night right?" It could be brushed off as coincidence that you happened to be out on the balcony at the same time as Yachi, but everything is planned, coincidences don't exist.

Yachi hums in agreement, hands clasped around her cup of tea as she leans against the fencing.

"It is, you moved in recently right?"

She's making polite small talk, and suddenly you're even more aware of her delacate features and pink lips.

Conversation flows easily, a pang in your chest everytime she laughs, a breathless melody in the air as the sun sets, golden light casting shadows across her face.

It becomes more or less a routine, once the clock chimes at 6pm, you find yourself walking to the balcony, and waiting for the blonde girl.

You notice she dosent close her blinds all the time anymore, they're open at night and you can see into her studio bedroom, the desk covered with papers, wall pinned with different design ideas, white paper against soft yellow wallpaper.

She's cooking tonight, and catches your eye, waving and making sure everything is safe before jogging to the balcony and smiling.

"Want to come over for dinner?"

The smile on her face is filled with hope, and a flutter in your chest makes it hard to say no, and you soon find yourself walking across the narrow street to her apartment building, and then in the elevator up to her apartment.

Cold metal presses against your thigh, a subtle reminder of your original intensions.

You knock once before the door is thrown open, the smell of cooking food wafting into the hallway as she ushers you in.

There must be something in the air as you realize your heart is beating quicker and it's hard to breathe with the feeling of her small hand on your wrist, pulling you gently to the kitchen where you're sat at the breakfast bar, a glass of water waiting for you.

"How was your night y/n?" There's a smile on her face as she continues cooking, and you can't help but make the connection to a perfect picture of a married couple, a warm greeting at the door, and dinner waiting.

"It was good, did you finish the project you had due?"

Yachi nods, fingers expertly cutting vegetables.

"They liked it a lot, I think it's thanks to your suggestions."

She's comfortable you note, and one hand comes to the cold metal in your pocket, fingers wrapping around the handle shakily.

"That's good-"

You can tell Yachi didn't mean to cut you off, but the words are tumbling out of her mouth before she can stop them.

"I wasn't sure you would agree to a date, unless you don't think this is a date, but I think you're very attractive, and it's really nice talking to you every night, and I was really hoping this could be a date?"

She's chewing on her bottom lip, fingers picking at her nails as she avoids your eyes.

Your hands feel cold and your chest flutters as you realize your feelings for you.

And you can't do it. The hand wrapping around the handle of the gun freezes and retracts from your pocket as a warm smile reaches up to your eyes.

"I'd love for this to be a date."

So much for an easy job, but the smile on her face as you accept is worth more than any payout.

#yachi imagines #yachi hitoka x reader #yachi haikyuu #yachi #yachi hitoka #yachi x you #yachi fluff #tw// guns

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mrsbenedictbridgerton · 4 years

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The Shark

My first writing of any kind in like - years. 2K words of me playing with the toys I put away so long ago and missed.

Card shark Killian Jones has taken Mills Casino for a sweet half a million. So they send in the best woman for the job of bringing him down. But when sparks fly, can either of them keep a cool head?

Ao3

White teeth bit down upon blood red lips. Jade green eyes were framed by brows drawn into a straight line. The fingers of her free hand, the one not holding a fan of cards, drummed lightly against the emerald green baize of the card table.

Killian Jones resisted the urge to smile. Such tells were clearly those of a novice, one not used to the high stakes of Mills Casino and certainly not the cordoned-off area in which they now played, one step before the high stakes section which sat behind a glossy back door behind her. He eyed the stack of golden chips that lay beside the tiny purse she had placed down when she sat, her long legs swivelling around the short stool, revealing the short hem of her red dress. Not short of coin, at least. He hid a smirk, this time by peeling off the black leather jacket he wore.

The lass with the golden hair nodded, taking another card into her hand. He watched her brow wrinkle for a second. Bust. Then her eyes raised, meeting his cool blue ones, a flash of electricity racing through his veins. He took a deep breath. Aye, she was gorgeous, but so was he. Clearly he had been too long without company in his bed if only a glance from an attractive woman sent waves of heat through his body, his groin tightening and then thickening in response. Fuck. He frowned and concentrated on his cards.

This was child’s play, she thought, as she watched the dealer take her cards and her chips. Pretending to be bad at Blackjack, looking like a beginner, losing a few- hundred - dollars (expensed, naturally): piece of cake. If she were to be truly honest, the accent threw her. She knew he was British and had been prepared for the queen’s English. But the honey smooth timbre of his foreign tones had threaded straight through her the first time he’d spoken.

She schooled her features in the innocent mask she had practised that afternoon. But ignoring him, well, that had been a little harder. She’d seen a picture, of course. Mills Casino had tabs on all its high rollers, especially when they took the house for a cool half million only a week ago. Actually, Emma had anticipated having to work a little harder to track him down. Surely, he wouldn’t return to the scene of his crime so soon. But the card counting crook had. Maybe he was arrogant. He certainly looked arrogant. All dressed in black, fingers covered in silver rings, shirt unbuttoned to show an almost unseemly amount of chest hair. But that wasn’t just it. There was something there. It was magnetism. Something that didn’t come across in a security image or a copy of his ID. He radiated confidence and… heat. Even from across the table she’d had to thank her great foundation for the hiding the blush she felt when their eyes met and she saw their deep blue.

And blushing was not her. Not Emma Swan, hard ass, ex con, best damn bail bonds person on the east coast.

She signalled to the waitress and ordered a Manhattan. She didn’t often drink on the job, but this was medicinal. She needed to think straight. To relax.

Her lips caressed the rim of the glass. Images of more enjoyable uses for that mouth taunted him every time he looked in her direction. He should stop looking. He was here to work. Almost a week’s break - in honour of the nice payday he had won last week - had been unheard of time for him until now. Routine was important. Focus was essential. Mistakes - fatal.

Tonight was for taking it easy. Perhaps it was brazen to show his face again, at least so soon. But he was almost certain his activities had gone undetected. That said he had done nothing illegal… more frowned upon. Frowned upon with fists. By casino security. He flinched briefly as he remembered his first foray into the depths that department. He’d had a swollen lip and black eye for a week. And he’d learned a valuable lesson.

She ran her finger tips along her clavicle. Her long wavy hair had fallen over her shoulder, sweeping along the low neckline of her dress, the shade of her cleavage drawing his eyes.

Bloody hell. What was it about her? He felt… drunk. Even though his two fingers of rum had remained untouched since he sat down. The cards were turned and he lost. Again. Three hands in a row, his count had been obliterated by blonde hair and long legs.

Enough.

He picked up his glass and downed the contents in one go. He nodded to the dealer and tossed him a couple of chips before picking up his jacket and heading for the exit.

What the fuck?

She racked her mind for the file she had built up on him.

Killian Jones never, never, left a table before he had at least doubled up. And he never left the casino floor before 3am. She glanced at her watch. It was just after midnight.

She had to get him tonight. Tomorrow, he could be gone. This was the first sign of him in days. She could just call out regular security to stop him, but Regina Mills valued discretion above all else. She did not want even a whiff of a scene. Which was why her services had been needed.

A second later, she was following him, making rapid little steps in her too-high heels as she headed for the VIP exit that meant high rollers didn’t have to walk the whole casino floor to get to their hotel room - or back onto the street.

She nodded at Tiny, the tall, bearded security officer who held open the door for her, as she made her pursuit. But she had only made a few paces along the dimly lit corridor before she felt a hand upon her wrist. A warm, strong hand. It was him, he’d been waiting where corridor intersected with another, stepping out to block her way as she halted in shock.

She thought he had blue eyes? No, they were sapphire. Dazzling sapphire. Hot, glittering sapphire.

This was the moment when she should have protested, men did not grab her without hearing a piece of her mind. Instead, she shook her arm free and stepped back.

Killian enjoyed watching her expression change - from shock to curiosity to idignance. If he said he wasn’t used to the way women reacted to him, well, he’d be a liar. And a liar he was not. Bending the truth however...

“Can I help?” he asked, rubbing his fingertips across his lips.

She looked momentarily stunned as if she did not know what to say. But she had followed him. He’d watched out the corner of his eye as she had seen him leave. Things were getting interesting. He liked interesting.

“Are you lost, love?” he asked, caressing the endearment with his tongue, taking a step closer and enjoying her flush.

Her shoulders straightened and she smiled. “I’m exactly where I want to be.”

Interesting. Well then…

He reached out and cupped her cheek. “You blush when you’re winning.”

“I do not-” she protested.

His land moved lower and skimmed across the exposed skin of her chest. “Here,” he added.

He could feel the racing of her heart as his fingers moved. His own pulse answered with a similar beat. By God, she was magnificent.

This was not going according to plan, she thought, as her skin burned from his touch. The cuffs should be on already. He should have been dragged down to the security room by now. Instead she was staring, her mouth a little open, her gaze fixed upon his stubble coated cheek which his knuckles has just passed over. Would those little hairs be hard and rough, or soft? She held out her hand and touched it. Soft, she thought, kissable.

Clearly there was some mutuality in that thought. His gaze dropped to her lips. His free hand found her waist and drew her closer. Then, his mouth was upon hers.

Soft and warm and strong. He tasted like spiced rum. His musky cologne mixed with the smell of the expensive leather jacket he wore. She sank into his kiss, letting her mind block out all the (very good) reasons that this was a very, very bad idea. Convincing herself it was just a kiss as her fingers slotted into his hair and he turned her, pressing her back against the flocked wallpaper of the corridor wall, sliding his thigh between hers. His heavy arousal pressed against her hip and she ground against it. Revelling in the feeling of power it gave - well, the illusion at least.

If the urge to pull up her skirts and take her right there had been even a little stronger, he would not have been able to resist. But Killian Jones was nothing if not a gentleman and even for him, taking a lass up against the wall in a public corridor would be a faux pax. He didn’t even know her name, and such information was a bare minimum requirement for his bed partners, or not bed in this case. He let his hands caress her waist and the delicious curve of her hips, drawing under her buttocks and pulling her tighter against him, torturing himself with the sensation of bodies entwined save for a few layers of infernal clothing. He wanted her. God, he needed her. The ache in his blood since she’d first appeared was reaching fever pitch.

He moved his lips to her neck, nibbling down the soft skin, allowing his lust to cool a moment.

“Do you have a name, love?”

Name. Yes, she had a name.

The question had cracked the spell she was under. Not broken it, she still felt heady with desire and something a little stronger than lust. But her name... It was at stake. This rogue, this scoundrel, with the silken tongue and gorgeous accent was her mark. She laid her head back against the wall, took a deep breath and tried to clear her head and ignore the sensation his lips were making upon her neck.

“Yeah, I do. Swan. Emma Swan,” and with one hand she reached into her purse and pulled out the cuffs she had brought. “Mill’s Security.”

He froze, his lips pulling away from her skin as the words sunk in.

“Ah,” he sighed. He jerked, ready to make a move. But, she was quicker. In a few quick moves, she had his face pressed where she had been, his hands behind him and she was fastening the cuffs. He didn’t struggle, which at first gave her pause, until she swung him around and saw the arrogant smile on his lips.

“Well lass, if that’s what you’re into, you just had to ask.”

She rolled her eyes, “Watch it, buddy.”

“Indeed I shall,” he replied, his eyes travelling down her skimpy red dress.

She pushed him ahead of her along the corridor.

Well, this was a turn for the books. Never had he been bested in such a manner. It felt oddly amusing. Perhaps more so if he wasn’t still feeling somewhat amourous, his body protesting against the abbreviation of the enjoyable activities. He liked this woman, this Swan. The name suited her. Graceful, elegant, strong. No one messed with a swan; powerful buggers they were if you got too close.

Well then.

He let her steer him along the corridor, taking a left before the exit, stopping at a large unmarked door. She punched a code into the security pad beside it and pushed the door open. Inside, there was a table with a chair on each side and little else to speak of.

She nudged him to sit.

“So, Swan, not you have me all to yourself, what now?”

She might have rolled her eyes at his question but she couldn't hide the blush. “Puh-lease, you are far too into yourself.”

“Merely an avid observer of womankind.”

She licked her lips. “You sit, I make a call, I get paid and you…” She let the words hang in the air before shrugging. “Well, that’s not my area.”

He chuckled, noting the interesting shiver of disappointment that rippled down his spine. “Tis a pity.”

“Yeah,” she hummed, letting her eyes linger on him for a moment as she reached for the door handle. She squared her shoulders. “Sit tight, revenue protection have a few things they want to talk to you about.”

One last time, she met his eyes. He fancied he saw regret.

Then the door closed.

She made the call from the courtesy phone along the hall, cell service being patchy at best in the depths of the casino. Now all she had to do was wait, make the handover and then head home for a hot bath and a large glass of pinot. Or two.

Her skin began to rapidly cool as the fever of those moments together faded into memory. God he could kiss. And his hands… and… She flushed as she revisited the sensations. She’s almost lost herself in the embrace. If it had gone on a moment or two more-

The back of her hand pressed against her mouth. He was a fraud, a conman, a manipulator. Making people feel things was what he did. It meant nothing. Even if it had been so long since she had felt anything beyond the basic mechanics attraction. It had just been to long. That was it.

She tapped her foot impatiently. They should be here in a moment. She should check on him.

Hurrying back to the room, she stilled her breathing before entering the code to open it. She would just check. Make sure he was… well, something. The door opened and she peered inside. The handcuffs were on the floor, a corner of the carpet pulled away to reveal a small trap door. More importantly, there was no Killian Jones.

Mother fucker!

Brushing himself off, Killian made his way out of the underground parking lot. The cuff key he always carried was tucked away in his vest pocket. He made a mental note to send Tiny a bonus, those details about the service shafts has come in very useful.

If he felt regret as he joined the busy mele outside the casino, he pushed it away. She was just another woman, this swan. Nothing to concern himself over.

And if he paused at the next sight of blonde hair and red fabric, well, that was another matter.

#once upon a time #ouat #captain swan #cs ff #captain swan ff #a fictional life

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only for you. - chapter one.

tags: mafia!bts x reader

warnings: none of note!

word count: 1.3k

a/n: this is the first chapter of my series im starting!!!! i hope you guys like it! all comments, likes & reblogs are greatly appreciated and this is only the beginning. please enjoy!

your whole life, you’d been treated like a princess, from a rich, illustrious family. your father, the head of the Mezzo family mafia. he and your mother had been happily for as long as they could remember. although their marriage was arranged, they were as happy as a married couple could be. you were born when they were young, around 21.

your father loved you so, so much. and deep down you knew it. even though he was always keeping you from seeing boys he didn't trust, or friends he thought would do you harm. he showered you in lavish gifts, you always got whatever you wanted, whenever you wanted it. you were, in short, spoiled.

you liked your life. you had just previously finished high school a few years ago, and your parents had recently asked you about what you were planning to do now that you’d graduated.

you hadn’t really thought about it a whole lot. then your father brought you to his office where he then informed you that it was almost time for you to go out and find someone to marry.

married. the word hits you like a ton of bricks. you were honest, you hadn’t thought about being married yet. you knew it was normal for girls around your age, twenty one to twenty two was pretty normal for the family you lived in.

you hadn’t given them a definite answer that night just yet, you knew you’d need time to think it over.

you race to your bedroom door, leaning against it once it had been shut and took a deep breath. the suggestion of marriage made your heart thrum with nerves. you knew you’d have to get married eventually, set up with one of the other families that yours was friends with to marry you and you’d be shipped off to another house with a man you most likely have nothing in common with for the rest of your life.

the thought made you sick.

you lay flat on your back on your bed, your thoughts racing a mile a minute. you sigh, closing your eyes and think about all the possibilities. you would be having your 21’st birthday party in a few weeks, the 7th of october. you knew that you would have to eventually face it and choose, no matter how sick it made you.

the only thing to pull you out of your thoughts was the knock on your door. you stared at the ceiling, eyes open, thinking it could only be your father.

“i told you to leave me alone, father!” you shouted.

you’re momentarily shocked when you realize that it was your best friend, minyoung. she was opening your door slowly, a small smile tinting her cheeks.

“is everything okay?” she asked, sitting down next to you on the bed.

you began explaining to her the events of the night and the dilemma you were now facing. minyoung rubbed your back sympathetically. she had smiled at you, “i know its hard, sweetie, but my husband and i love eachother very much! i'm sure whoever you choose will make you happy.” she frowned when she looked over to realize your expression had stayed the same pout it was when she came in “hey, how about we go out for the night? maybe go to the bar and get some dinner?”

you nodded in agreement. you could kill for some food right now and a drink would be nice, too.

you get ready, putting on some nice clothes and a small amount of makeup just to get you through the night. you follow minyoung out the door and you drive off

dinner was amazing, you went to the place you two usually went, a nice little restaurant on the main road. you both ate like queens and enjoyed a nice dessert afterwards. then, you moved onto the bar.

It was a weeknight, so the bar wasn’t incredibly busy but there were a reasonable amount of customers. you and minyoung sat yourselves at the bar, her glittering white teeth shining under the lights as she sent a smile to the bartender as she signaled him with her hand. she ordered a rum and coke for herself as she usually would, and you a vodka tonic for yourself.

as you sip away at your drink, your eyes scan the other people within the bar, only kind of listening to your friend tell you all about the new decorations she’s decided to put in the house. something about the mint colored wallpaper wasn’t doing it for her anymore.

“_____, are you even listening to me??”

you snap out of your trance, “uh..” you stammer, “yeah! something about mint wallpaper .. right?” you halfheartedly giggle.

“yes! now what do you think i should do?? you know how picky Yunho can be about these things…” she sighs.

“i think maybe a forest green. it’d suit the house nicely, especially with the colder months coming up.” you smiled weakly, more focused on watching the room.

“oh ____-ah! you always know the answers!” she happily grinned. “i have to call him, i’ll only be a moment. don’t go too far!”

you nod and give a small chuckle, scanning the room once more as minyoung pulls her phone out to call her

husband , walking away after a moment.

you sigh. it seems so boring in here tonight… normally you would have seen someone you know, a friend of your fathers possibly. just then, you’re pulled out of your thoughts by your sudden notice a group of 7 men. it takes all you have not to do a double take. how did you not notice them before??

they’re all, for lack of better phrasing, drop-dead fucking gorgeous. the first one you see is tall, broad shoulders and tight waist with silky looking black hair and some of the most kissable lips you’d ever seen. another, who was wearing a slick leather jacket and some nice looking shirt, he had black hair as well, though he was a little shorter, but no less handsome than his friends.

the third man you see has soft brown hair, he’s sporting a similar look to the second guy, leather jacket, black skinny jeans, nice looking boots. his lips are full and he’s beautifully tanned. the fourth, sporting cherry colored locks, you swear you see his thighs before you see him. even through his suit jacket you can see his muscular arms, and when your eyes travel down his body you notice he’s wearing leather pants that perfectly show off his bulging thigh muscles. when did it get so hot in here?

the next that you see turn the corner has silver hair, and a beautiful silver-grey colored suit. his lips are just as plump and kissable as the first man. after that walks past another. sporting bleached blonde hair and a nicely patterned suit, with a similarly patterned choker hanging around his neck to top it off.

the last man you spot may just be the most beautiful of them all. he had red hair, like the color of a rose. and these elven features that absolutely knocked the breath from you. you could not for the life of you look away from him, he had a gorgeous almost golden suit on that complimented his honeyed skin perfectly.

you sat there, looking them all over in awe of just how impossible it was that there could be this many beautiful men in one place. you took a breath you hadn’t realized you’d been holding and straightened yourself out in your seat.

your heart skips a beat as you realize as you stare that the one with the red hair is changing course and walking in your direction. your hands begin to shake as he gets closer. did he notice you staring? of course he did why else would he come over here?

suddenly, he’s standing before you, devilish grin painting his features, “noticed you couldn’t stop staring, pretty lady.” he extends his hand to you and reluctantly, with a shaky outstretched hand, you take his and give it the best shake you could.

“i’m jung hoseok.” He states, voice dropping a bit “can i buy you a drink?”

#bts #bts mafia au #bts x reader #ot7 x reader #jung hoseok #park jimin #jeon jungkook #kim seokjin #min yoongi #kim taehyung #kim namjoon #bts au #bts fic #bts series #s: only for you.

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