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hanniluvi · 9 months

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💭 — RICKY AS YOUR BOYFRIEND !

SOPH — tysm for the two anons that requested this! sorry for the delay, i was trying to do a bunch of reqs at once but got carried away due to some school work </3 (yes i have summer hw im suffering). hope you enjoy these though!

GENRE — fluff, angst if you squint | WARNINGS — lower case intended, 2nd pov, and that’s it?

— he seems the type to play it cool in a relationship but is actually a MESS. like what should he do? should he be flirting with you? should you guys be doing anything? besides that cool face, this mind is racking ideas of what he should do and what’s best for the relationship. anything for you!!

— i don’t think ricky could ever get mad at you. like maybe jokingly mad or being frustrated but that’s all. i don’t think he really likes conflict and tries fixing it. thing is, he may give silent treatment just so he could talk to myself on how to solve an argument between you two.

— now, ricky may forget a lot of things, but he never forgets anything about you! anyone can ask something about you, and he’s like a walking google about you. ik he whips his head if he hears your name come out of any of the member’s mouth. they can call him a simp for all he cares — he knows it’s true anyways.

— “you know ricky, you don’t know a lot of stuff of me compared to your partner.” “gyuvin yeah, cause you’re not yn.” “i get that but come on, how could you forget my favorite food?” “oh sorry, i forgot.” “ricky i’ll beat you up—” “yn!!!”

— he would get excited over little gifts you give him. he’s used to being the gift giver, so seeing you get him something just seems ten time more valuable than those luxury brands. probably shows it off to the others. “bet you don’t have this,” LMFAO hes so silly

— the type to send pics of himself or sweet msgs to you when he misses you. and he js plays it off with “i bet you miss me so here you go.” in reality, he just misses you and just wants to hear sweet things from you :( <3

— boy he LOVES strawberries. so he probably buys you strawberry items so that you can be reminded of him. let’s say his obsession can get out of hand, but who doesn’t love cute strawberry items???

— i feel like he would prefer a more private relationship?? but that doesn’t work out since he acts SOOO different around you. so when he announces that you two are dating, the others aren’t surprised whatsoever.

— pretty clueless so would ask you for help because it’s “you two getting along” he says. he would find any excuse to be with you at all times and just wouldn’t mind acting a little clueless.

— if there’s any language barriers, i feel like he’d try his best to communicate with you as best as he can. sure, he wants to give up at some times, but he remembers you, the main cause of his motivation. so he’d study really hard for you :)

— ricky isn’t always as open with his thoughts as he think he is. sometimes, he may isolate himself, just because there’s a lot on his mind. so that’s when you step in! give him comfort and offer to listen bc that’s all what he needs!

— secretly likes physical touch but won’t flat out admit it. he wouldn’t pretend he hates it either, he just lets it happen. secretly smiles when you suddenly become clingy around him. he likes you initiating it first because he doesn’t want to be annoying or a bother to you when he needs affection </3

— the longer you’re in a relationship with him, the more comfortable he is with you. and that’s a good thing! but he still gets flustered over small acts you do for him.

— partner privilege is probably a thing.

— would love showing you off :’) he’s just really glad yours is and sometimes can’t believe it himself. which is why he may just catch himself be quiet and admire you <3

💭 — in bloom already has two wins 🙏 so proud of them <3

ZB1 PERM TAGLIST — @dwcljh @ilovewonyo @jiawji @tzyuki @kpoprhia @flamiricky @misoxhappy @lluvjjun @zzzhoonie

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seraphiism · 3 months

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𓆩 ღ 𓆪 𝐛𝐞𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐝

( i'm a fool, but i'll love you dear. )

chara : zayne fandom : love & deepspace quote cr : bill trader a/n : ive known this man for a few hours but Let Me Tell You ...... let me tell you .....

"so it appears you've failed to learn your lesson."

you'd probably be more annoyed-- scratch that, much more annoyed at zayne's words had you not been freezing and fighting for your life in this unexpected cold front. it's just like last time-- the cancelled concert date, the cruel rain that betrayed news of seemingly decent weather. you know the weather isn't foolproof-- the words, his words, specifically, will haunt you until the end of time, and they continue to do so in this moment. what is there to trust if you cannot trust the weather report? where is the hope in humanity if you cannot rely on such a thing? you're not being dramatic. you are simply suffering in the cold. that's all.

much to his amusement, zayne watches as you absentmindedly grumble to yourself, shoving your hands in your pockets in futile attempt to stay warm. you throw him a half-hearted glare, though his lack of reaction indicates that it fails to make any impact.

"in my defense," you start, not having one at all, "i, at the very least, tried to come prepared." you take a hand out of your pocket, gesturing dramatically to your beanie and coat. an attempt to stay warm, perhaps-- a sad one, really, especially when the temperatures are so excruciatingly low. then again, how were you supposed to know?

"a poor attempt." zayne responds, and you swear you see his lips curve just the smallest bit. "but one i'll acknowledge. maybe you'll take this as another lesson to realize--"

"-- that the weather is foolproof, yeah, yeah."

his smile grows a bit more as he takes a step, closes the distance between you as he removes his scarf. you pick up all too easily on his intentions, but before you can protest, he's leaning down, face only inches from yours as he gently wraps the scarf around you. it's a few moments of careful consideration as he adjusts it, hoping to conserve some of your body heat. once he's done, he pauses, gaze meeting yours.

he doesn't pull back-- just studies you carefully, expression thoughtful, gentle. you feel your face heat up, murmuring a small word of thanks as your fingers nervously mess with the fabric, pulling it just a little closer to you in means of distraction. he really doesn't mind the lack of space -- in fact, he finds it too amusing with the way you react, always so shy.

it's only when you shiver again that he realizes you truly are ill prepared for this weather. he lets out a soft chuckle, hands grabbing yours, resting them gently against his face. your eyes widen the slightest bit, but you don't move away, your touch gentle in the way they seek warmth from the contact.

"--what are you doing?"

"my gloves are too large for you." he answers nonchalantly, though his hands still rest over yours, thumb ghosting over your skin in quiet reverence. "so maybe my body temperature will suffice for now."

you swallow hard, realize that you are, in fact, getting a little warmer, but only because you're flustered by his affection. he doesn't need to know that, though. but before you can thank him, he speaks once more, and you notice the pure mirth that lingers in his eyes.

"actually," he says, smiling ever so faintly, "it seems like your own embarrassment will be the one to warm you."

you've decided that you're suddenly not thankful anymore.

"...please be quiet, zayne."

he hums in amusement, presses a kiss to your forehead.

"only if you promise that you'll learn your lesson this time."

"what am i gonna do? ask the weather myself if the forecast is accurate?"

another chuckle, then another kiss to your nose, then your lips.

"of course. how else would anyone do it?"

#love & deepspace #zayne x reader #love & deepspace x reader #li shen x reader #i would do anything . i would marry you doctor . kiss me #.: writing

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thegoldencontracts · 14 days

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what would you imagine azul’s ideal first date would be? whatever it was, he’d probably be very awkward, but would try to cover it up, of course, because azul?? being nervous?? no way!!

Don't Question Me!

Epic idea, dearest anon, I love flustered Azul hehe <3

Notes: Teasing reader bc I was in a silly goofy mood

If someone told Azul Ashengrotto that he would be closing the Lounge for an entire night just so he could deal with the anxiety he felt going out with his crush, he would've laughed in their face.

But here he was, sitting in a seat, desperately attempting to keep his composure while you looked at him with amusement in your eyes.

"Hey, Azul," you said, picking at your dinner. "Is something wrong?"

Azul hastily shook his head.

"No, not at all," he said.

You just grinned. He didn't like that look one bit.

"Really?" You said. "You seem nervous."

Azul scoffed. He couldn't let himself be so easily teased.

"Preposterous," he said. He didn't like the way your amusement only seemed to increase at that.

"You don't have to deny it, Azul," you teased. "It's normal to be nervous on a first date."

"I pride myself on deviating from the norm."

"Bold words. Can you prove them?"

What was your agenda here? Were you intending to get something from him? Was this all some convoluted blackmail attempt?

"Of course I can." Azul decided to answer your challenge. "How exactly do you intend for me to do it, then?

You smirked, as if you were completely certain that whatever you said next would render Azul defeated.

"Why don't you let me feed you, darling?"

His face warmed up. Curses.

How was he meant to respond to that? Let you? That seemed like the only way to avoid being teased here.

You sensed the embarrassment radiating off of him, if the way your grin widened was any indication.

"Unless, of course, you're too embarrassed?"

"P-Preposterous!" Azul exclaimed, cursing himself for how flustered he sounded.

"Prove it, then." You didn't give him a moment to compose himself before picking up some of the salad on his plate and putting it up to his mouth. "Say 'ah'."

What sort of game was this? It should've been so easy to just allow you, prove he wasn't flustered by intimacy, put an end to this tomfoolery of yours-

But he couldn't. His face had flushed, his palms dripping with sweat, as if this were some Herculean task rather than an act common during dates.

Why? He was ordinarily so composed - even when the most bone-chilling of insults and threats were hurled at him. He'd spent years ensuring he knew how to effortlessly navigate conversations, but it seemed like that had all been thrown out the window.

You seemed all too smug about this. That wouldn't do. He had to regain his composure.

"Apologies," he said, more mumbled. "I was merely confused at how stupid- er, unfamiliar your behavior is."

The fake Freudian slip - that usually worked. No one managed to see through it.

But, of course, it seemed you were an exception.

"You don't have to get all huffy just because you're too embarrassed to let me feed you, Azul," you crooned, and he could feel his face flush.

"I wasn't intending to call your traditions stupid, that was merely-"

"You never say the entire word when you accidentally say what you think about something," you said. "And your fist always clenches when you realize your mistake."

How did you know him so well? It was mortifying. Flattering, too, but he'd never say that aloud.

That was irrelevant. He had no defense here. What did he do?

"This is all a foolish endeavor," he said, and you merely laughed.

"Aww, is the infamous Octavinelle housewarden getting embawewassed?" Your baby talk was infuriating. "Or maybe you're just nervous?"

You really wanted to make him suffer, didn't you?

"Don't question me!" He said, sounding much louder than he intended. Curses.

He looked away, feeling his lips jut into a pout.

"I'm simply not- all that accustomed to romance."

There was something that felt oddly vulnerable about this, as if he'd just shown you his body lain bare.

He really wasn't. Before you, he hadn't even gone on a date in his life. No one wanted to get anywhere near the ugly little octopus boy from back then, after all.

Would you be the same? Had this all been some elaborate attempt to gather blackmail, or perhaps just a laugh at his expense? It certainly seemed like it.

Your face softened.

"I wasn't trying to make you feel bad, Azul," you said, seeming almost remorseful. "I just- It's so rare to see you out of your element for once. You're always so perfect, so in control that I just, uh, couldn't help but want to see more, y'know?"

That sudden shift in tone was odd.

Wait.

Had he said that out loud?

That wasn't good. He had to regain his composure, reassert himself, he wasn't just some awkward boy!

"It's nice, actually." Your odd statement pulled him from his thoughts.

"What?"

"You know, this," you said, gesturing to him vaguely. "Seeing you act- more like me. Like you're not some vaguely capitalist entity. You look cute when you get all flustered, too."

You thought he was cute? Preposterous. He wasn't cute, he was a businessman, he was intimidating.

And he was hideous. Did you honestly think highly of his appearance?

It felt- nice, in all honesty. Someone who thought he was attractive. But he couldn't assume.

"Spare me the flattery," he said, though he was smiling. "Now then-"

He stood from his seat, extending a hand.

"I'm aware our date's meant to conclude by now, but I must ask for you to continue things back in my dorm."

This was it. This was where he'd see if you were interested in continuing to date him or not. He'd picked out a weekend, made sure your schedule was completely clear, that you had no commitments to attend to. He'd kept this date short to avoid draining your energy.

Now, all that was left was to see how you acted.

You smiled, taking his hand.

"I would love that."

#twisted wonderland x reader #azul ashengrotto #twisted wonderland #azul x reader #twst x reader #azul ashengrotto x reader #azul x you #fluff #azul ashengrotto x you #twst #twst azul

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jadeylovesmarvelxo · 7 months

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Complicated

Eddie's Version. Part two 💕💕

Will be breaking this up into two parts, purely because I love the drama and wanna make Eddie suffer a lil bit ;)

Warnings: Angst, Eddie is painfully slow at realising his feelings. Wayne makes an appearance. Jealousy.

Don't copy, reuse or repost my work.

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Eddie felt like an idiot. He couldnt believe the stupid shit he said to you. Him and Chrissy had gotten into another fight because he's been so fucking pissed off.

Pissed off at himself for what he said to you.

He doesn't understand what's wrong with him? Ever since he saw you with Steve, picturing you sleeping with him it's like there's some fucking monster inside of him.

"What does it matter to you who she sleeps with Eddie?" Chrissy had asked him after he had told her about your fight.

There was no answer he could come up with, Dustin told him point blank that he was a total douchebag.

"Dude, you do realise that you sound jealous right?" the little butthead told him like it was so obvious.

There was no way he was jealous. He was with Chrissy. He proclaimed that he wasn't and Dustin just rolled his eyes and shook his head.

"Eddie, Steve told me what happened. It's like you've deemed him a threat because he's been with yn and you hate it"

Once again Eddie had no reply for that and decided to throw himself into apologising to you.

The next day he's at your door, nervous and kicking himself for being a douchebag. What if you didn't forgive him? You had evert right to tell him to fuck off.

Eddie hated the thought of you not being in his life, he adored you and needed to show you how much you meant to him.

You were beautiful to him, he hated that he made you feel so low, what the hell was he thinking? (He wasn't that was the point)

You open the door and look like you want to slam it in his face.

"I'm sorry, I'm so fucking sorry. I was a dickhead and I understand if you don't want to talk to me but I just had to tell you that"

The anger subsides from your features and you soften just a fraction.

"What you said really hurt" he swallows and you let him inside.

"I don't have any excuse princess. Just that I'm so very sorry, you're beautiful, the sweetest person I've ever met and I hate myself for hurting you"

He's barely slept and he's so tired but he had to see you.

"Just no more stupid shit Eddie please. I'm confused enough about this stuff with Steve as it is" he ignores the twinge in his chest at this.

"Do you like him?" he asks quietly and you sigh.

"He's my friend Eddie, hes a great guy. There's this spark between us but it's just physical because he still loves Nancy and I love... You freeze and trail off.

"You're in love with someone?" It's like his stomach bottoms out as he hears this and he fights to keep his tone casual.

"It doesn't matter. He doesn't feel the same way" You blurt out and frowns.

"Well then he's an idiot" he tells you gently and you look away flustered, the tension in the room ratcheting up.

"I'm making pizza. Wanna join me?" you ask and he jumps at the offer. Anything to get away from these thoughts racing through his mind.

❤️

You wish you hadn't come to this stupid party, Eddie was still acting a little weird and you had no idea what was going on in his head. Things were better than they were but still nowhere near what you two were usually like.

Yeah he had apologised profusely for what he said but what the hell was his deal with Steve in the first place? You were not here for it and wouldn't hesitate in calling him out.

Speaking of Steve you wish he was here. At least you would have someone to talk to, Chrissy had Eddie attached to her and you could barely get near him.

When you did see him for a few seconds here and there conversation was stilted.

To your delight Steve and Robin do show up to the party and that helps you relax.

"Who the fuck thought having a party in the woods was a good idea? After all the shit thats happened here?" Steve asks unamused.

You grin agreeing with him and hand out beers for him and Robin.

The sparks between you two were still there but he was right, he was still hung up on Nancy and you were hung up on Eddie.

If it happened again then it was strictly physical and nothing more.

Eddie meets your gaze and downs his drink, his eyes trailing over to Steve then you, he grabs another beer and stalks off and you groan.

What was his problem now? You attempt to follow him and get about half way there when you see Chrissy already by his side and tucked under his arm.

It feels like you've been sucker punched in the gut and you turn away. Unfortunately, Jason Carver is right beside you.

Fuck, you should have went home when you had the chance. He's drunk as hell and way too close to you for comfort.

"God it makes me sick watching Chrissy with that freak" He's unsteady on his feet and you cringe as you smell the alcohol on his breath.

"Don't call him that" you snap at him in no mood for his pity party and him being a shit about Eddie.

"Don't know why you aren't more upset though. Aren't you like in love with Munson or something?" this stops you in your tracks and you stare at Jason. How does he know that?

"I don't... I'm not" Jason cuts off your response and snorts.

"Babe come on? It's obvious. He's hardly going to look your way when he has Chrissy is he?" the way he says this so casually and cruel, it hurts like a bitch.

"Gee thanks" he misses your sarcastic tone and moves closer to you. He's so close you can barely move away. What the fuck?

"Hey, maybe we should hook up. That would show them" You gape at him and move away.

"No fucking way" your reaction causes you to sneer at him and he snorts at you.

"Whatever, doesn't stop the fact that you're never going to be Munson's type and you know it"

Jason walks away but the words linger in your mind, you hurry away having enough of this party.

Steve is at your side straight away, he notices your tears and nods over to Robin.

"What's wrong?" you shake your head and wipe the tears away.

"Nothing, just Jason being a dick" Robin joins you and Steve.

"Yeah, I'm thinking a movie night sounds good about now don't you?" she suggests and you nod in relief.

"Sounds perfect"

Before you leave Eddie jogs up to you looking concerned.

"What's wrong? You're leaving already?" he stiffens as he notices your tears and gently wipes them away. The gesture is sweet and it makes your skin tingle.

"Fine, I'm fine. Just Jason being his usual self. Gonna call it a night" he looks disappointed but nods.

"Kay, I'll come see you tomorrow?" you nod and walk, away, chancing a look back at Eddie who watching you go.

💕

Eddie finds himself driving to your house after the party, he doesn't know if your parents are home so he decided to do his usual routine of greeting you at your bedroom window.

It takes a minute for him to climb up onto the roof. He's about to knock when he hears you giggle and moan.

"Steve"

His blood runs cold and he scrambles away from your window. He nearly falls on his ass as he gets down and ends up kicking over your trashcan.

"Shit" he swears and makes attempts to make a hasty exit but you must have heard him because a minute later your at the door.

"Eddie?" you stand at the doorway in a hastily thrown on robe and his stomach sinks at the sight.

💕

"Are you okay? After earlier?" you ask him concerned and motion him to come in.

He does, his eyes linger on Steve's jacket and his jaw tightens.

"Steve's here" he comments and you can't figure out his tone.

"Yeah, we're friends. What is your problem with him right now? You've been getting on great the last few months"

He stubbornly looks away.

"Friends who've sleep together" he murmurs and you grow impatient.

"Why are you so fixated on that? Do you want the details? How many times he's made me fucking come? How good it feels" you snap.

It's like he comes undone at that point. His expression darkens, his eyes almost black and your body reacts to the sight, it's hot and you're pissed at yourself for thinking this because you're furious with Eddie.

"You know what? Fuck you Eddie. Come back and see me when you have a better attitude" you walk away from him and he gently grabs your arm.

"What?!'' he gazes at your for a second, his eyes trail down to your lips and you freeze.

The air is heavy with tension and he licks his lips, eyes flicking back to your gaze.

He comes to and backs away then he's out the door leaving you in shock. You make your way back upstairs and find Steve at the top of the stairs shaking his head.

"I don't know what his deal is" You reply helplessly and Steve softens.

"He does. He just wont admit it sweetheart. Come on, let's watch a film yeah? Not really in the mood anymore" You agree and follow Steve downstairs.

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Eddie slams the door to his bedroom shut, his heart is racing and all he can think is what you said about Steve.

Images of you with him race through his mind and he the pain in his heart triples at the thought of you and Steve together.

Steve making you come over and over again, those moans, you writhing under Steve and saying his name. He can't stand the thought of you with Steve.

He lets out a yell of annoyance and slumps on the bed. What the hell was wrong with him. He hated this.

Uncle Wayne comes into his room and sighs, looking to the door then Eddie.

"Thought you were out tonight boy? You have another fight with Chrissy?" he nods his head and Wayne sits beside him.

"You ever wonder if she's really the girl for you?" he stares at his uncle. Really thinks on the question and struggles to answer.

He hadn't been happy for a while now.

"I don't know anymore. Things have been tense for a long time and then there's yn"

Wayne knows something is going on with you and Eddie right now but he isn't privy to all the details. Naturally he's curious because the two of you are very close.

"What's happening with you two. You not hanging out tonight" Eddie slumps back on the bed and shakes his head.

"She's with Steve" he scowls and Wayne raises his eyebrow.

"Harrington? Those two are together now?" Eddie nods tightly.

"More casual. Of course she would want someone like Steve. He's rich and goodlooking, all the chicks dig him. I get it but I still think of her with him and I don't like it, I've said stupid shit" he swears.

Wayne smiles and realises what's up with his nephew.

"Give yourself a break son. We all do stupid shit when we're in love" he pats Eddie's arm and Eddie jolts up staring after his uncle.

Wayne thought he was in love with you but that was totally fucking impossible right?

Fuck.

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#eddie munson x you #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson angst #eddie munson imagine

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kikibumblesqueaks · 3 months

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F.M.L😵‍💫🫣💀

I just had the ever-loving SHIT tckled out of me at my second PT appointment😵‍💫😵‍💫😭😭

I am MORTIFIED.

Last time she was just checking my alignment, this time she gave me a whole MASSAGE for 10 MINUTES. Or at least it felt like 10. But I- just-

*screams into the void*

She just starts pressing and digging her fingertips into the most tcklish part of my left hip and I’m already dying inside and fighting the urge to giggle and jerk around, my heart rate is like weeEEEE📈😵‍💫💀 She asks “does it feel tender at all?” and I’m like god not this shit again and with difficulty I reply “it doesn’t hurt, no” and she said “okay it just tickles?” and I nod and finally let out a giggle🙈 And then she continues with prodding and squeezing and starts traveling down my thigh and I still manage to restrain myself but my face keeps scrunching and on the inside I’m screaming and writhing like a snake😵‍💫🫣🙊

That lasted for way too long.

But then I realized- shit… my left side is the less tcklish side…..😳🙊

And sure enough my PT switches to rubbing her fingertips into that really bad spot on my right hip and she might as well have been tckling me on purpose at that point😵‍💫😵‍💫🤦‍♀️🤦‍♀️ I continued holding my laughter in like a pro, but that just resulted in me shaking like a fucking leaf and contorting my face😖🫣

Oh but that’s not the worst part! No, THEN I had to suffer the humiliation of having to say the fucking T WORD out LOUD. Because I was suffering so much my dumb ass just had to say “that side is so much worse..!” trying to discreetly let my PT know I was truly suffering, but instead she said “oh this side is more sore? I thought you said the left side hurt more?” and I really had no choice but to say “no it… tklz…” and I wanted to fucking DIE the way she and my mom both laughed at me😭🙈

YEAH MY MOM WAS STILL THERE. KILL ME.

And then my mom had the audacity to say “it’s okay, you can let your giggles out! We’d rather hear you laughing than being in pain.”

And I’m like THE HELL IM NOT GIGGLING IN FRONT OF YOU😤😖😫🙈 So I continued suffering in silence with the nonstop prodding and squeezing up and down my right thigh and hip, my tummy shaking with suppressed laughter and my eyes tearing up again😭💀🙈

And to make it all so much “worse”, my dearest @the-shy-ler sent me this message before I went in to my appointment- “Whatever you do don't imagine that their hands are mine, exploring for "weaknesses"~ That would be a real shame” LIKE?!?! REALLY?!??😵‍💫🫠 So of course I was also thinking about THAT the whole time too which made it impossible not to blush and *almost* impossible not to giggle but I just straight up refused😖🙊

I stg everyone wants me dead😵‍💫😵‍💫💀💀

AND I HAVE TO DO THIS ONCE A WEEK EVERY WEEK INDEFINITELY?????

LORD HELP ME.

(I’m not genuinely upset btw just flustered to death and wishing my mom wasn’t watching fjnfjfjfj)🙈

Update: I’m probably going in alone my next appointment so I can giggle in peace without the embarrassment of my mom witnessing it🥲👍

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casdeans-pie · 8 months

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Part 4 of Flustered Castiel Accidentally Explodes Lightbulbs And Causes Power Outages Especially When Dean's Fingers Are In His Hair

Part 1 , Part 2 , Part 3.

Happy birthday to me! This is my birthday gift to myself so it's deliciously self indulgent for the final part. I honestly could have just kept going with this forever, I adore flustered!Cas and his angel powers lmao

This part got so big I couldn't put the whole chapter in the tumblr post sorry!

Taglist: @dreampencil , @mymisfitsbabe , @fivefeetfangirl , @kerryweaverlesbian , @give-bucky-his-boyfriend-back , @mooshroomister , @castielsbloodynose , @the-great-pumpkin-67 , @casavanse , @homoangel - thanks all for your interest, hope you like the conclusion!!

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If stubbornness was a sin, Dean knew he would be going straight to hell when he died. Again.

There were a million reasons that Dean could think of for why Cas had distanced himself (that buzzed around his brain like insistent bees whenever he lay down to sleep at night) but if they didn’t talk about them then none of them were real. The ache in his chest at Cas’s absence, familiar from when he used to leave them for stretches at a time, felt like it dug in deeper and deeper with every passing day – but he still just couldn’t bring himself to talk to him about it.

The biggest surprise became the slow realisation that the saying ‘absence makes the heart grow fonder’ wasn’t just some made up cliché bullshit that people said to each other, because seeing Cas, even briefly before he scurried away, made Dean’s heart sing like a lovesick teenage girl.

Sam only suffered through so much before he started using his Sad-Sam-Eyes whenever he saw them both, hoping they would finally sort out whatever was going on between them, but he didn’t mention it otherwise. Somehow that made it even worse. If Sam told them to talk to each other, at least that could have been a good excuse. But no.

Dean had to do something on his own.

He had to.

He’d started all of this by being a jerk about Cas’s powers, so it was time to dip into that Dean Winchester Courage, have a real conversation about all of this, and face losing his best friend – the Angel that he loved – head on.

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Then they finally had a hunt together. Alone.

Dean’s bloody machete hung in a loose grip by his side as he kicked the toe of his boot at the decapitated body on the ground beside him. The head lay nearby.

“Think we finally got ‘em all,” Dean said with a grin. His clothes were covered in splashes of blood, and he could feel some drying on his cheek that he was itching to scratch off with his nail. “I love a good vamp nest clear-out, but if I’d have known there were gonna be this many, I would’ve brought Sam as extra back-up.” Dean didn’t want to mention that the reason he’d told Sam to stay behind in the first place was because he’d finally stopped being chickenshit scared about sorting this thing out with Cas. “Not that we didn’t handle it.” He gestured towards the headless bodies scattered around them with his machete.

Cas didn’t reply. He’d been quiet in the ride over and had kept his distance for the whole fight.

Okay. Time’s up. Time to do this. Dean took a deep breath through his nose and closed his eyes. “Cas, listen-”

“Dean!” Cas yelled, slamming into him just as the sound of a gunshot exploded nearby.

Dean went hurtling down as another gunshot rang out. He landed heavily – the floor winded him and disorientated him enough that he couldn’t get straight back up, and he shook his head rapidly to try to clear it.

There were sounds of Cas wrestling with the vampire nearby. Dean watched dazedly as the vampire snarled and bared his fangs as he threw a punch at Cas’s nose, and his fist connected with a thud. But that gave Cas the opportunity to wrench the gun out of the vampire’s weakened grasp, and he tossed it aside, making it skitter harmlessly across the floor into a dark corner of the warehouse.

Red bloomed through the top of Cas’s trench coat on his left shoulder.

“Cas!” Dean warned, finally scrambling to his feet just as the vampire grabbed Cas and threw him down with a hiss onto the dusty, blood-spattered floor.

The vampire loomed over him with an open mouth full of needle-sharp teeth just as Cas sat up with a grunt and threw up his hand with his palm out. Dean recognised the gesture, and he immediately braced himself for the blinding light of Cas’s angelic smitey powers, but only a faint sputtering glow emerged from his hand.

After a moment, where Cas stared at his hand in confusion, the vampire hissed and lunged.

He never got any further.

Dean’s machete swung in a clean shining arc through the vampire’s neck, and he collapsed in a heap like a puppet with cut strings. The spray of blood caught Cas, smattering his face and hair with even more crimson alongside what currently trickled out of his nose and soaked his shoulder.

Dean groaned in relief and threw the machete to the concrete floor with a clang. “Definitely the last one,” he declared with a deep breath. “Damn that got close for a second there. Come on, up you get.” Dean offered out a hand to help Cas, but he pushed himself up with a groan instead, pointedly not looking at the hand as if he hadn’t noticed it.

Dean tried to shrug it off again, just like he had all the other times that Cas refused to touch him recently, but he could feel the hurt burning in his throat and behind his eyes. He clenched his fist so tightly it almost hurt as he returned it to his side.

“You okay?” Dean asked instead with a frown, thinking of the gunshots, and noticing the blood stain on Cas’s shoulder increasing in size.

“Yes. The first bullet got me, but the second bullet missed. I think it went clean through. Didn’t hit anything vital.” Cas touched his shoulder and winced, then observed Dean – his blue eyes raking him up and down from head to foot. “What about you? Are you hurt?”

Dean shook his head, the mixture of hurt and concern and happiness at the closest attention he’d got from Cas in weeks making his words come out harsher than he intended when he snapped, “Nope. My bullet-proof friend pushed me out of the way, and then revealed that he’s not so bullet-proof today.”

Cas smiled ruefully. “Ah. Yes. Looks that way.” He dusted his trench coat off as best he could and lifted an arm to wipe his sleeve across his nose – though he only succeeded in smearing the dust and blood around. He closed his eyes and rubbed again.

Dean pushed down his confusing cocktail of emotions, like he always did, and forced on a smile. “You’re just making it worse, buddy. Why’s killing vamps always such a bloody job?” He reached over without thinking, while Cas was still rubbing at his nose. “Nose doesn’t look broken at least, but your shoulder’s probably gonna need stitches while you’re low on power like this.”

Dean’s fingers had barely even grazed the fabric on Cas’s shoulder before Cas flinched back violently.

The lights in the warehouse groaned and buzzed as they flickered and dimmed, and then just as quickly returned to normal.

Cas’s eyes were wide as he took another step back.

Dean felt all his confusion sharpen into a frustrated stab of white-hot anger. He gestured violently at the ceiling. “Okay. Y’know what. That’s it. Let’s talk. What the hell is going on with you, Cas? Why have you been avoiding me? What’s the deal with the lights?”

“It’s nothing.”

“Doesn’t look like nothing.”

“Nothing you need to know about.”

“Nothing I- are you even hearing yourself right now? You’re really gonna admit to keeping secrets again after everything we’ve been through? And- hey, what’s up with your face? What are you doing?”

Cas had screwed his eyes together so tight that it pinched his whole expression. “Concentrating.”

“On what? This conversation that you’re trying not to be in?”

“On using my Grace to heal my shoulder and clean all of this off, but it’s not…” Cas gritted his teeth and opened his eyes. They glowed faintly. “It’s not working.”

Dean took a deep breath and scrubbed a hand through his hair. “Shit, Cas. You know you’re low on power right now, you really want to use up what little juice you got left before you get chance to recharge? The motel’s only twenty minutes away.” He scowled. “You can even sit in the back. Far away from me, like you want.”

Dean didn’t wait for a response, he turned, reached down for his abandoned machete, and stalked back to Baby.

By the time Cas finally got into the car – in the back – Dean had already texted Sam to tell him that the nest had been cleared out and they would be spending the night at the motel.

They’d be back at the bunker tomorrow, and then Cas could keep avoiding him like before. Or maybe he’d finally just admit that he wanted to leave… and he’d go. The thought made Dean clench the steering wheel with a grip that made his knuckles white.

He couldn’t imagine his life without Cas in it.

The ride to the motel was tense and silent except for Baby’s engine that Dean pushed harder than he should. (The twenty-minute ride only took them ten. Cas didn’t comment on it.)

As soon as they were through the door Dean toed off his shoes, flicked on all the lights, and went to wash his hands in the bathroom. He didn’t look back to see what Cas was doing. It was none of his business. If he didn’t want to talk about it, then what did he care. (He tried to tell himself, even as the ache in his chest pounded and felt cavernous.)

Dean splashed some water on his face and gripped the sides of the grubby sink. Water plinked pink from his chin into the chipped basin, as the vampire blood washed away down the plughole.

After a deep breath Dean grabbed a towel and rubbed it over his face, careful not to inhale at the same time – he’d learned a long time ago that it was best not to know what motel towels smelt like – and reached for the first aid kit he always left in the bathroom when they went on hunts.

Sufficiently calmed down, and feeling less like his heart was caught in the vice grip of a homicidal ghost, Dean turned and emerged back into the main room. He froze mid-step at what he saw: Cas had his head in his hands, perched on the edge of his bed, while the blood stains from his bullet wound were soaking through his coat down his arm. He hunched over with his elbows resting on his knees, and there seemed to be a particularly troubled tenseness to the set of his shoulders. Even more than usual. Despite their strained relationship recently, it cut Dean deeply to see him like that – so clearly suffering and so human.

Dean sat heavily onto his own bed opposite Cas. The old springs creaked loudly and protested at the sudden weight. “Alright. Coat off.”

Cas startled and snapped his head up. The lamp beside his bed flickered weakly. “What?”

Dean’s usual enthusiasm for the phenomenon of the flickering lights wasn’t his priority this time, and he pushed his curiosity aside. “Stitches,” Dean said simply, brandishing the first aid kit.

“I don’t need them,” Cas grumbled, looking away. “Once my Grace has recharged enough it will heal on its own.”

“Oh okay, so you’re just going to wait and see if your mojo recharges faster than you bleed? And you’re, what, expecting me to just sit here while we find out? Because I am not okay with that.”

“Yes.”

“Cas. Just let me put some damn stitches in your damn shoulder.”

“No.” The muscles in Cas’s jawline clenched.

Dean scowled as he ran a hand through his hair. It was sticky and matted with drying blood, but that was nothing new. “Let me put it this way. You either take off your coat and shirt willingly, or I will tackle you to that bed and remove them myself” – the lamp flickered again – “so help me God, don’t think that I won’t. Your choice.” Dean had his eyes locked on Cas’s narrowed ones. “I will not let you suffer when I can do something about it. Yeah, you might heal it up yourself in an hour or two, but I’m not going to sit here watching you bleeding and in pain, when I can help. Don’t ask me to.”

“Dean… This is just… It’s a bad idea.”

“A bad idea? To stop you from bleeding out? C’mon man, you’re always healing me up after hunts, let me repay the favor for once. Besides, you took the shot meant for me – it should be me sitting there with the bullet hole.”

Cas went suddenly pale, and his eyebrows drew together in a serious line. “If it were, I would use up whatever Grace I had left to heal you.”

Oh.

Dean blinked in surprise.

Huh. But Cas had been avoiding him so much lately... He’d assumed he didn’t care anymore. “Uh,” Dean faltered, “no, that wouldn’t be okay either. I wouldn’t want that. But maybe I should teach you some basic first aid now that your mojo gets patchy sometimes.” He shook his head. That would require them to be in the same room for more than five minutes. Stupid suggestion. “Look, if you’d want to heal me that badly if we were swapped over here, that’s what I want to do to you right now, get it?”

“I um. I think so.” The line between Cas’s eyebrows grew deeper. “It’s fine now anyway. It barely hurts,” he lied, gripping his shoulder tightly.

“Sure. Okay, Black Knight.”

Cas squinted.

“The Black Knight – ‘‘tis but a flesh wound’? Guess you didn’t get Monty Python in the pop-culture upload. We’ll add it to the list we-” But Dean remembered that they didn’t watch movies together anymore. “Doesn’t matter. Just take your damn coat off, you stubborn son of a bitch.”

That finally cracked a smile onto Cas’s pale face. His lips twitched and the corners of his eyes crinkled endearingly.

Dean felt a strong flare of affection at seeing Cas’s smile, after seeing him looking so defeated before, that it immediately softened all of Dean’s concern-masked-as-irritation and he found himself smiling back. He’d missed this. So damn much.

“I’ll patch you up,” Dean said gently, “then you get dibs on the first shower, since you’re the one covered in the most blood. Winchester tradition.”

“I don’t need-”

“Yeah, yeah, I know, you can just magic your mess away when your power’s back on, but you’re really just gonna sit here like that until then?”

Cas looked down at himself. “You have a point.”

“Always do. Looks like you’ll just have to enjoy shitty motel water pressure like the rest of us.” Dean wiggled his eyebrows. “And going first means you get the hottest water.”

“Thank you, Dean,” Cas said.

“Then we can both go to sleep so you can recharge your batteries. You can sleep when you’re like this, right? But stitches first. After that there’ll be no touching involved,” Dean added, before he could stop himself. As much as he enjoyed talking to Cas again, it only served as a depressing reminder that they weren’t like this anymore. He gave a sad, weak little laugh, and even he could hear the pain in his voice when he said, “Y’don’t even have to look at me.”

Cas immediately slid off his bed with a rustle, and he was on his knees in front of Dean in the time it took for him to open his mouth to ask what was happening. His eyes shined wetly in the dingy motel room lighting as he gazed up intensely – vulnerable and raw – into Dean’s eyes. “Dean, no. This wasn’t supposed to hurt you. I never wanted to hurt you,” Cas said in a voice thick with emotion. “Doing this – distancing myself… It was supposed to make things better, but it… only made everything worse. I hate being apart from you. I hate it. This wasn’t- it’s not- it’s not your fault.” He spoke haltingly, like he was struggling. “It’s my fault. I’m sorry. I- I don’t know how to explain-”

They were closer than they had been in weeks, and yet Dean could still feel the distance. His heart sunk. “This is starting to feel a whole lot like the ‘it’s not you, it’s me’ speech, man.”

Cas scrunched his face up, and Dean knew he was trying to think of a way to say what he meant. He wondered if Angels weren’t very big talkers in their true forms. It was reminiscent of when they first met, and how Cas used to struggle with sarcasm and slang.

Cas already told him once that he’d only started to feel real, strong emotions (Dean called them his Real Boy Feelings) since rescuing him from Hell, so it made sense that he still struggled sometimes. And anyway, Dean had been human his whole life and it wasn’t like he was much better at the whole sharing your feelings crap.

Cas finally looked up through his lashes at him – his expression wary. “Hold out your hand, Dean.”

“What?”

“Hold out your hand, please. I can show you what’s been going on.”

---- Read the rest on AO3 ----

#this series has been so much fun to write!!! thanks for all the kind comments!!!#destiel #destiel fanfiction #destiel ficlet #deancas #castiel's angel powers #flustered!castiel #pie's projects #my fanfiction

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lluvllimoo · 16 days

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You could’ve just told me! Pt1

Hi this is my first fic so please be nice. Also English isn’t my first language so there might be mistakes.

My inspiration is @itzsana-kiddingmenow i love her fics so much. I always wanted to write i just didn’t have the motivation but here we go.

Lee!jisung

Ler!Lee Know

This is a tickle fic if its not something you’re interested in you can scroll 🤍

Jisung was in his room thinking again. This was actually starting to happen quite often now days. Well what was he thinking about? Well Jisung was in a lee mood and he was thinking about how to tell his members that. But he could never tell the members that because he thought they would judge him for that i mean could you blame him. He couldn’t even say the word out loud.

This went on for days. Jisung would go to practice,come home,eat and then go to his room staring at the ceiling for hours. He would make up tickling stories in his mind but that would just make his mood worst. He also tried to read fics and just as expected it only made it worst for the poor little lee.

While Jisung was busy staring at the ceiling once again he didn’t notice a member coming into his room. When he realized someone was there it was too late to cover up his thinking face. He was zoned out and probably had a frown on his face. He looked up and saw his favorite hyung Lee know. Lee Know was staring at him with a worried look.

“Jisungie whats wrong.”

“O-oh nothing hyung.”

He hated himself for stuttering.

“Come on Jisung im not a kid i can tell you are lying.”

“Tell me whats wrong Ji.”

Lee Know came closer to Jisung and sat next to him.

With that Jisung couldn’t hold it anymore. Tears spilled out.

Jisung hated how he was crying about something so stupid.

“No baby whats wrong please don’t cry.”

“H-hyung”

He was looking into Lee Knows eyes which made it harder to tell him but it was now or never. He knew he could trust Lee Know but telling him about this topic was just hard for Jisung.

“Jisung you can tell me anything you know i would never judge you.”

How did he know?

Lee Know grabbed jisungs face and looked into his teary eyes.

“I-i.”

Jisung sighed.

“I hate how im crying about something so stupid i cant even believe myself.”

“You now what.”

“Lets pretend this never happened and you never saw me crying”

“No”

“You are going to tell me whats wrong”

“I can clearly tell this has been bothering you.”

“And no its not stupid”

“If you just tell me whats wrong you now i can help you”

Jisung took a deep breath

“W-well”

“D-do you know what a l-l.”

“L-.”

“I cant do it”

Jisung looked down at his feet.

“A lee?”

When he heard the he immediately looked at Lee know.

“H-how do you know that?”

“Ohhh sweet little Jisungie was this what you were trying to say baby hmm?~”

“W-well yes.”

Jisung looked back at his feet because could swear his face was red as a tomato.

Lee know garbbed Jisungs face and forced him to look at him. Lee know cooed at jisungs little red face.

“Awww is my baby flustered.~”

“Does my baby need me to take care of his little lee mood hmm.~”

Jisung hit his arm in a playful manner.

“Owww that hurt”

“Oh come on hyung i didn’t even hit hard.”

“I think i need to punish you for that.”

As he said this he wiggled his eyebrows while jisungs face turned into 50 shades of red.

Lee Know didn’t waste another second and pounced on Jisung. He took off his jacket and used that to tie Jisung arms to the headboard.

“Hmmm where should i tickle my baby?”

“Do you want to help your hyung out and tell me your most ticklish spot hm?~”

As he said that a sad expression appeared on Jisungs face.

“I-i actually don’t know”

“Wait what?”

“I’ve never been tickled before.”

“I don’t even know if im ticklish or not. All i now is every time i think of tickling i just want someone to tickle me.”

“Aww my poor baby probably suffered a lot.”

“Well im here to help you now.”

With that Lee Know slowly started to tickle Jisungs belly.

“Is this belly ticklish hmm.~”

Jisung giggled at the sensation. It felt weird but so good.

“Hyuhuhng dohont tehehease”

“You want me to go rougher?”

“P-please.”

Lee Know lifted Jisungs shirt up reveal his little bellybutton.

“Aww what a cute bellybutton.”

“Will you turn into a little giggle bug for me if i tickle you right here.~”

He sticked one of his finger in Jisungs bellybutton without any warnings.

“HyuHAHAHAHANG”

“Ooooohh i think i found a good spot.”

“Im not even moving it and ur already laughing your heart out.”

“I CAHAHAHNT HEHEHEHHEHELP IHIHIHIHTT.”

He tugged at his arms but nothing happened he couldn’t move them he was stuck.

“Trying to escape?”

“I already taught of this. You cant go anywhere baby.~”

Jisung knew he was fucked. I mean not really because he was enjoying it a little too much but he would never say that out loud.

Lee Know lifted Jisungs shirt a little more to reveal his ribs

“How about we try here.”

“Actually…”

“Ji do you know how many ribs you have?”

“N-no i don’t”

Lee Know slowly put his fingers on Hannies ribs started to count them.

“Onee.”

“Phhlheheahahse”

“Twooo”

“Ugh you’re not reacting like how i want you to react”

Lee Know put his hands on the lowest rib and started to tickle Jisung like crazy.

“OMHAHAGAGAGAG HAHHAHAHHAHAHA IHIHIHIH IHIHITHTS THOHOHO MUHUHUCH”

“There we go.There is my giggle bug”

“STAGAGHAHAHAHHAP”

Even tho Jisung begged for Lee Know to stop probably about 100 times he did not listen and he just kept on going rougher and rougher. Soon Hannies laughter became silent and that was a sign for Lee Know to stop and give Jisung a little breather. Jisung was panting hard trying to inhale air as much as possible.

“Did you enjoy it baby?”

“Should we continue? I feel like i haven’t gotten the spot yet.”

“Can we stop? Im tired. Can we continue this later?”

Lee Know giggled because Hannie looked so cute so tiny. Even tho Lee Know wanted to continue he did not want to make Jisung uncomfortable so he got up and started to untie the jacket.

“Of course we can continue another day Jisungie.”

After Lee Know untied his wrist he got up and grabbed a bottle of lotion to put on Jisungs wrist. All of that tugging made Jisungs wrists a little red. After putting on the lotion he layed down next to Jisung and snuggled him.

“You know if you just told me from the start i would have tickled you ever time you wanted but you made yourself suffer.”

“We would never judge you for anything.”

“Thank you hyung.”

“I-i”

“I-i love you”

“i love you too baby.”

I tried my best. I also wrote this on the plane my mom asked me who was i texting😭 I will try to write the second part but my lazy ass will probably take long.

#minsung #lee know #han jisung #tickle #leejisung

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kidsinsaturn · 2 years

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What do you think about cunnilingus with Itachi, Sasuke and Shisui?

cunnilingus

[🗼] I just wrote an essay explaining my FANFICTION SKILLS to my english teacher I’m so ashamed of myself rn

characters: itachi uchiha; sasuke uchiha; shisui uchiha

genre: nsfw

warnings: fem!reader; cunnilingus duh; oral sex;

cunnilingus: oral sex performed on a pussy

...

-my crow meow meow itachi is so sheepish at first !!

-everything that had to do with your pussy, itachi was so shy about itat first,,, but after a few sex sesh, he is now prepared to play with it heh

-he is so good I swear. itachi is very intelligent, so he picks up really quick at whatever task is in front of him

-slender fingers rubbing furiously your clit, he knows where it is of course, and his long and wet tongue playing with your pussy lips

-okk itachi is very fair with you during soft sex. he will always eat you out, and he is very soft about it. not really making a huge mess, and definitely not making you suffer

-BUT when he is in those moods, whether it was an act out of jealousy, he is stressed, or he is feeling simply kinky, theeen there is when you are whimpering and crying

-itachi will edge you to no end, but after a few times, he will stay like that and see how many orgasms you can take

-his tongue moves so quickly- you wonder how that fucking muscle is so agile, he doesnt even talk

-his fingers cover your entire pussy, concentrated more on your clit, and his mouth is swallowing your rich fluids

-itachi feels so flustered when he is between your legs because he gets to see your fucked out face between your round boobs, and he loves your titties to infinite levels please leave him alone

-very gentle boy, but when bothered, he becomes wild

-I can only see sasuke being moderately aggressive

-like he doesn't go down on you that often, but when he does, it is because he is HUNGRY, and he wants you

-he would like to take you in different places of your house too, not only on your bed

-testing how much your knees support your weight as he eats your pussy like a starved man in the kitchen huh

-sasuke prefers to use more his mouth than his hands, they are probably on your hips or legs to keep you on place. his tongue is doing all the work but you still get to cum many times kkkk

-you feel your flesh palpitate under his skilled tongue, the vibrations he makes sending you to cloud nine

-sasuke doesn't last too much eating you out because he prefers ruining you with his cock best

-if you beg enough though, he might spend maximum ten minutes getting your fluids on his face, but you have to make him cum twice for that ehhh

-very hungry boy who loves taking you on the washing machine

-shisui my beloved ay ay ay

-he takes he sweet time with you always,,, he is such a giver, of course he enjoys your blowjobs, but him going down on you is a whole different level of euphoria for him

-hearing your moans and feeling your tight tugs on his curls just encourage him to keep moving his mouth on your pussy

-bonus point if you squirt,,, he will bath his face with it,,,

-shisui loves overstimulation, so you can bet he will stay between your legs for at least half an hour

-you won't get tired-- no no, he is making you mewl all the time, just the best for his best girl

-he prefers using his mouth too, he thinks of it as if he were kissing the depths of your body, sealing your love. the only time he will use his thick fingers will be to work through your orgasm to overstimulate you

-but overall, he loves having his big hands on your thick thighs and your fat ass,,, he loves it so much he might as well eat it

-shisui also talks a lot during sex pfff so him eating you out is no exception

-he will tell you how erotic and hot you sound, how beautiful and creamy your pussy lips look, how you body is perfect for him, and how just squeezing your mere clit is making him painfully hard

-shisui loves working you out before thrusting in his thick cock, he loves you ok <##

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aibloomie · 1 year

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tending to their injuries

↳ ft. xiao, bennett, and sucrose x gn!reader (involves romance for the anemo characters)

hi I'm in love with xiao and sucrose YEAHH <3 xiao's is A LOT longer and in depth due to favoritism

━ xiao, under no circumstance, would let you accompany him while he fulfills his duties. he has stressed his concern over the strong possibility of you getting hurt as a result of his abilities various times. it's true that he has a soft spot for you, but he simply won't let you even if you beg.

━ the first couple of times you help him, he'll be very conflicted. nobody has ever helped him in such a way, or has fussed over some minor wounds. this is mostly because he has been in solitude, so it brings a weird feeling all over him. should he feel grateful that someone is taking care of him? or perhaps, should he feel humiliated that he's showing vulnerability as an adeptus? he'll get irritated and brush it off, choosing to relish your kind touch.

━ being persistent enough would leave you with having the chance of helping him out after he's done. of course, xiao can be quite stubborn and he has suffered enough physically to the point he can endure any wounds so he might resist a bit. "I have no need for help, this is like a scratch to us adepti. you should find something more entertaining to do." he isn't wrong, it's not often that he gets any major injuries but it's still nice to tend to him.

━ don't let his prior words fool you. the second you see through him and start helping him despite his words, he'll let out a sigh and lean into your touch. xiao will be silent the entire time; he will watch with observant eyes so he can return the aid if the time ever came.

━ maybe just once, he'll hold your face and tilt it upwards when you kneel down to tend to any cuts on his legs. his words will be quiet, his thumb lingering over your cheek and his eyes locked on yours. "thank you for sticking with me. your kindness is appreciated, and I'll cherish it."

━ now that you look after his health, xiao is more careful than before when in a battle. he doesn't want you to waste your time on something caused by him. but when you do, be gentle with him. his words can be harsh, but considering his past it's understandable, so take his occasional rude comments with a grain of salt.

━ unaccustomed to physical touch, xiao will shiver whenever you glide your fingers across his body in search of injury. as his feelings for you start to bloom/if you're already in a relationship with him, he'll notice himself getting embarrassed whenever you raise/take his shirt off. ALSO ONCE YOU'RE IN A RELATIONSHIP KISS AND TRACE HIS SCARS PLEASE he'll be so flustered

"oh xiao? have you got a fever?" you ask in a teasing tone. patting his forehead and lowering your hands to feel the heat radiating off his cheeks.

"what? adepti don't get ill in the same manner humans do." xiao would reply, scoffing before backing his face away from your hand and hoping that your hands wouldn't wander to his chest– where you'd be able to feel how quickly his heart was beating.

━ oh boy, it's no surprise that bennett always comes back from his adventures injured. you offer to accompany him during them and he excitedly agrees, eyes sparkling as he proclaims once again how you're the star of his team. he gets way too ahead of himself, and you sometimes get wounded as well. since it's mutual, you both help one another.

━ "man, I'm sorry. there's no reason for you to get hurt when it's my bad luck that causes it." bennett sounded dejected, rubbing the nape of his neck awkwardly as you patched up the long and painful scratches on his thigh. "really, you should take care of yourself first! I can bandage myself up."

━ he also burns the fire underneath him sometimes, and so he gets scars from it. and obviously, it hurts a lot and there's not much you can do to take the pain away. however! distracting him from it is a temparary solution until you can get him to barbara. the townspeople have already gotten used to you returning while holding bennett by the waist to support him as he limped.

━ bennett will talk so highly about you to others! "they're super cool! always helping me out and fighting the enemies with me! man, the thought of changing the title "bennett"s adventure team" to their name instead crossed my mind once. I'd love to introduce the two of you, everyone deserves to see how awesome they are. you know how I get hurt often right? well they always take care of me and— oops, I'm rambling again aren't I? sorry!"

━ sucrose is an absolute sweetheart who would love to be in your company when doing her experiments and research. she's motivated to do better with you watching her. whenever curiosity arises in you, and you have inquiries, sucrose will do her very best to explain the concept/material to you. it's the one time that she's confident since she holds a lot of passion for her job.

━ on occasions, something will go wrong and it'll leave her with some injuries. sucrose doesn't need to fret with you by her side if you're willing to lend a hand. bandage up her fingers that were stung, maybe even give them a small kiss afterwards to reassure her. oh, the gesture will leave sucrose an apologetic mess. <3

━ not counting as an injury, sucrose will accidentally cause something to blow up in her face. in which, she can't see and so you're the one now being relied on to clean her up. take her now semi-broken glasses (which you can get a replacement for later), and gently wipe her face clean.

━ even in a region like dragonspine, sucrose doesn't get into trouble with the creatures there often. that's not to say that it doesn't happen at all, though. not wanting to worry anyone, sucrose will usually try to hide her wounds. she's like an open book though, and you can tell something is wrong by the way her eyebrows twitch, by her limping, and by her hovering a hand over the wounded area.

━ sit her down on one of the stools and clean her cuts so she doesn't get an infection. be wary of any bruises she might've gotten so you don't touch her there for the next couple of days. sucrose will tell you not to spend your energy and that she doesn't need it, but it's purely because she feels bad. but what kind of lover would you be if you ignored her pain?

━ sucrose's ears will move backwards once you reassure her that you're okay with helping her out. she's bashful and will stutter out a thank you, her heart fluttering as she relaxes and lets you tend to her wounds. if you even try to check her heart rate, you'd be concerned since it'd be beating so rapidly due to your proximity

"sucrose, I'm here for you. if you're ever hurt then don't hesitate to come to me, okay? I promise you aren't a burden or anything." your words are like music to her ears as you continue wrapping white medical tape around her knee.

she fiddled with her fingers, laughing nervously. "I'll try! sorry, I just overthink sometimes."

#genshin headcanons #genshin x reader #genshin fluff #xiao x reader #sucrose x reader #bennett x reader #genshin imagines #genshin x gender neutral reader #genshin impact x reader #why does plucking your eyebrows hurt so bad MY EYES KEEP TEARING UP

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tainted-sweet-meats · 4 months

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Another Vent Oc that I don't think I have shared here. This is actually a persona of mine. While I do have a main fursona I do have many personas that represent a lot of things in my life that I have outgrown in terms of toxic behaviors towards myself or things I have been through. Mainly jumping into toxic relationships as a form of self harm hence their character habits. N-1 Was created when I had I.Ded as NB at a time in my early 20's not realizing what I was in my transness and still figuring myself out..I had a ton of self-body hate as well. Keep in mind this character has been twisted into extremes I still use them as an Oc to vent with at times now as an oc you can read more about their info under the cut vvvvvvv

Full name: N-1 ( Negative-one) Gender/ sexuality: Nonbinary,??? Pronouns: They/Them Size: 9"1' Species: Demon of Coveting BirthPlace/Birthday: ???/ was never born Zodiac Sign: ???

Voiceclaim: N/A (bolded text is their demonic voice)

Speech quirk "I can never be what you want me to be..so I will love myself in self-injury!!" "Please show me your human love... conquer my heart..devour me entirely in unrestrained covet." "You're not very passionate..your love is clearly false..surely I should render your flesh from your body to show you my true affections." "I love breaking those who are mine... their submission to me is sweet. Oh, how they fluster me in such a way."

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N/A

General info

N-1 is a creature that derives their life force from self pain, be it infliction to self or seeking out human lovers they know will never love them unconditionally. They are supernatural being that couldn't have come into existence without the help of humans. Human suffering through unrequited love created them.

Do not be fooled by their pretty words, they love nothing more than to hunt humans to eventually grow bored of them and rip them apart. Their entire body is a walking weapon. They are entirely nude, even their faux heels are attached to their flesh. This is a part of themselves they severely hate. While they despise their femininity in every form be it body and more, they covet the femininity in humans. When they are in a state of mania their hair tends to attack itself, ripping away at their own skin to find relief from whatever is distressing them.

Their compacity for love is not human and is linked to extremes. Like most demons, their body and words are their absolute weaponry against mankind. A human should never try to love this creature because it will be their eventual demise.

Human interaction

N-1 is a highly coveting creature, with humans, they become entranced with the idea of a human versus the human themselves. They are enamored by a human's fragility and volatile emotional state of mind. There is something broken and yet complete about a human, that demons like N-1 enjoy. N-1 is entranced by their sense of choice, while they follow basic instincts, humans do not... humans are able to learn beyond it. An N-1 covets this nature of them.

With a human, they don't understand how a demon's body functions..... a human could easily succumb to their form of love. They give pretty words to their human lovers and reward them with bodily lacerations and even death. N-1 claims this is how they show their love for said human and they wish for said human to do the same to them. Though no human can truly conquer N-1, let alone cause a fatal blow to kill them. This angers N-1 to react violently to destroy and render said human, just to search for another who can fulfill their needs. N-1 claims if said human loved them enough said human would inflict the same pain they inflict on them. To show they truly love them unconditionally...

Likes: Human flesh, body worship, submission of others, self-lacerating, devouring lovers, women, coveting humans, collecting lovers Dislikes: Their femininity, the dominance of a man

Summoning: Negativity in relationships, the sexual obsession with the flesh, coveting another, salt surrounding a bed or resting place Offerings: sexual rituals, gold, goat hearts, self inflictions at their alter

#asmtsm art #digital art #digital coloring #digital illustration #Monster #nonbinary #eroguro #eroticgrotesque #attempt mention #asmtsm oc rambles #personal oc #vent oc

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cerame · 5 months

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Sooo I discovered your blog and it turns out, you're the super talented author of multiple amazing fics I've read? My favorite of yours is probably After because it's ahhhh so perfect! The Four angst is unexpected but very welcome, and I love the Palace of the Four Sword elements. But the ending, when they're all together again, it's just so waaaaaaa. I think I was gnawing on my windowsill to keep myself from shrieking and waking my family lol

Ahhhhh thank you!! :DD

After (or for those of you who better remember the secondary name, “Fuck it, refounds your family”) is definitely one of my favorites. My attempts to once again fix the timeline were a great excuse to throw in a bunch of…. (gesturing vaguely) everything else. The palace of the four sword and the consequences of its existence, as unexplained as it is, is a fascinating subject to consider, and, well, the idea of a permanent goodbye sucked too much, so After was the perfect excuse to write in a post-canon reunion.

I'm really happy to see that so many people enjoy my brain chaos, and I get all flustered and giggly whenever someone happens to recognize me online because they liked my stuff so much. It means the world to me.

Side-note: For anyone wondering, I’m still alive and on the LU discord. I’ve just been silent because I’ve been very busy with life, and my LU muse has suffered a slow and painful death… again. Might be back in another year. I’ll have to wait and see.

#asks #lu #linked universe

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azulas-lightning-bolt · 29 days

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hey y’all it’s slug back for your regularly scheduled insanity.

so. firebender thoughts. when I talk about firebenders, I’m really just referring to mako and azula btw because. they’re my children actually.

so m+a are very good at the stoic front thing right,,, so how can I make this about their bending? well, I’m glad you asked!

I can make this about their bending my going off the assumption (based on zuko’s reviving his bending arc) that a firebender’s bending is directly correlated to their emotions (as an earthbender’s is their will, a waterbender’s their ‘flexibility’—as in ability to roll w it, and an airbender’s ability to mimic the leaf) . you still sound like a moron, slug, get to the point!

this concept has no other purpose than the ultimate goal: firebenders’ face/ears/etc. spark little fires when their faces get really hot from being embarrassed or flustered or whatever.

drawing the lines now. stoicism=coping mechanism to not burn hair. there, I said it. of course they’re traumatized, that’s why I love them, but the hair.

picture this (azula ver.): princess of the fire nation, who recently revealed her blue flames, is playing a game with her brother, who angrily accuses her of making googly eyes at ty lee after being teased about mai. princess’s face is mostly neutral, if a bit annoyed. her ears, however, turn very red. (hc that azula’s ears are always a dead giveaway of when she’s embarrassed,,,) ears burn so terribly, in fact, that blue flames erupt from them, the smell of burning hair accompanying them. cue dramatic scrambling by royals, friends, and servants to put out and preserve azula’s hair before someone gets executed. I think I’m funny.

now picture this (mako ver.): (ft. makorra crumbs) early b1 korra fucking around in probending and mako getting mad, going on and on in a lecture abt the importance of rules. cue flippant comment along the lines of ‘you’re so much prettier when you’re not yelling at me’ because bfr this girl has NO social etiquette and. boom. neutral-faced firebender’s ears get soooo super red. now I am a firm believer that when mako blushes it goes from his cheeks to his neck, but for the sake of more makozula parallels. burning ears. and lo and behold. little flames. he’s probably more acquainted with that happening, so as soon as it starts he’s smacking the flames into submission. his hair has suffered.

and a bonus to consider for both of them; lightning. just a full flushed face and little bolts of lightning bouncing and crackling over their nose. they’re so. gsjdyajhd.

and as a little reminder to myself for a post for another day: makozula on fire escaping the bender’s control, fire eating and eating until it gets to their hands too. hmfjhdkamcncd firebenders oh my god,,,

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dialovers-translations · 10 months

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Diabolik Lovers LOST EDEN ー Kino Ecstasy [01]

ー The scene starts in the guest room of Kino’s manor

Kino: Hey, why don’t we go for a short stroll?

Yui: Eh? But it looks like it’s going to rain?

Kino: Who cares! Let’s go! It’s decidedー!

Yui: You’re being too pushy...

Kino: ...Do you hate it when I’m pushy? If you do, I don’t mind trying to be mindful of it.

Yui: Uu...

( I can’t say anything back when he stares right at me like that... )

Kino: Haha, you’re blushing. ーー Have you started falling for me a little?

Yui: T-That’s notーー

Kino: Fufu, how cute. Makes me want to gobble you right up. ...Say, why don’t we have some ‘fun’ together?

ー He pulls her close

*Rustle*

Yui: ( Woah. He pulled me close. )

W-We’re going on a walk, no!?

ー Yui pushes him away

*Thud*

Kino: Che, what a shame. But still, I guess I should consider myself lucky for getting to see you get all flustered? ...Anyway, shall we go?

ー The scene shifts to the park

Kino: God, I can’t believe this! Who would have thought it’d suddenly start pouring!?

Yui: That’s what I was trying to tell you...

Kino: Even so, I wanted to go out on a walk with you, so can you blame me?

...Ah, there’s an umbrella over there. Let’s use it.

Yui: Eh? Are you sure we should?

Kino: I’m sure someone forgot it here, so we’re basically doing the umbrella a favor by putting it to good use!

ー Kino goes to fetch the umbrella

*Rusle.

Kino: There we go. Come on, get underneath.

Yui: S-Sure...

ー Yui joins him

Kino: Oh come on, scoot a little closer. You’re going to get wet from the rain.

Yui: Eh? I-I’m fine...

( I get nervous around him when there’s little distance between us. )

Kino: You’re not fine at all! Come on, move closer!

*Rustle*

Yui: Kyah!?

Kino: What’s this? Does your heart start racing when I wrap my arm around your shoulder?

Yui: I-It...doesn’t...?

Kino: Is that so? ...Oh well, whatever. You should hold the umbrella now. My arm’s kind of starting to hurt.

Selection

→ Sure (M)

Yui: Yeah, sure.

( Anyway, I’ll try to act as normal as possible... )

*Rustle rustle*

Yui: W-Well then, shall we head back home?

→ I’d like you to hold it (S)

Yui: ( But he’s taller than me... )

I’d be happy if you could keep holding it, if possible.

Kino: ...I mean, if you want to make me suffer that badly, guess I have no other choice.

Yui: ( Hmー I didn’t mean it like that though... )

Kino: Ahーah. You’re pretty cold-hearted, considering I’ve hold it this whole time so far. I’m kind of shocked.

Yui: Uu...F-Fine.

( I can’t refuse when he puts it like that. )

Kino: Fufu, I really love it...when you’re so obedient, you know?

Yui: ...!

Kino: Well then. Here you go.

*Rustle*

ー They start walking

Yui: ( H-He’s so close...Phew. Relax...Stay calm... )

Kino: Say, look at me? I want to talk while gazing into each other’s eyes.

Yui: ( I’m pretty sure his straightforwardness also adds to the embarrassment... )

...I’m pretty sure we can talk without looking at each other too...

So, what do you want to talk about?

Kino: ーー We can’t talk unless it’s about a specific topic?

Yui: No, but...

Kino: You don’t sound very sure of that. In that caseーー

*Rustle*

Kino: Let’s do this. Nn...

*Smooch*

Yui: Kyah...?

*Rustle*

Kino: Wah!? Geez, that was close. You have to hold onto it tight, okay?

Yui: B-But...! It’s because you...kissed me.

Kino: Because I wanted you to turn my way. I mean, you’ve been acting kind of awkward this whole time.

Yui: T-That’s ーー...

Kino: Are you nervous because we’re basically glued together?

Yui: ( Uu...It’s kind of embarrassing to hear him get it right... )

Kino: Fufu. Bull’s eye? ...I can’t help but find that oh-so adorable about you.

Yui: Eh?

Kino: That’s why I want you to think only of me as well. Fill your head with nothing but that, okay? Nnh.

*Smooch*

Yui: Uu...

( ...That’s already the case though ーー )

ーー TO BE CONTINUED ーー

#diabolik lovers #dialovers #kino #lost eden #diabolik lovers translation #lekinoecstasy1

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eternally-smitten · 9 months

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Seal the Deal

summary: In the middle of Natalie and Ignacio's first date, Jimmy calls her for comfort at the worst time

word count: ~ 1.6k

author's note: i couldn't resist writing for him again! Ignacio has me so ajfsdlkajfsdkljafldk

Natalie stood outside her apartment and anxiously watched the road. She fixed her dress for the hundredth time, trying to smooth it out so that whenever Ignacio appeared, she would look good. She made sure to wear a darker colored dress this time after that fiasco she suffered with Jimmy and the red wine. Just in case. Then, Natalie pushed those thoughts out of her head when she saw Ignacio’s car in the near distance making its way toward her.

He parked the car and rolled the window down to speak to her, “Hey, you.”

“Hiya,” She couldn’t contain the huge, goofy smile that was plastered on her face. Her excitement was so intense that she didn’t even realize that she was frozen in her spot.

Ignacio softly laughed, “Are you going to get in? I don’t bite.”

“Oh!” Natalie hopped into the car and cringed at herself a little, “Sorry.”

“Don’t be.” He shook his head and revved up his car, “It’s cute.”

She became even more flustered at his simple compliment. To expel some of this nervous energy, she pulled down the side mirror to check herself out. She combed out her short hair with her fingers to attempt at smoothing it down and double checked that her lipstick wasn’t smeared.

“You look nice.” Ignacio’s quiet voice brought her back to the present. He noticed her nervously fidgeting with herself and he hoped that she was more excited than nervous about him and their date, “I like that dress. That color suits you well.”

Natalie smoothed out her dark forest green dress one last time before saying, “Thanks. Sorry if my nerves are a little too obvious.”

He shook his head, “It’s okay. First dates are always like that. I promise I’m a gentleman, though.”

“Oh, I don’t doubt that! You’ve always been so lovely to me, Ignacio. That’s not why I’m nervous.” She sheepishly giggled, “It’s just, well, the last first date I went on got my hopes up a little. I know you already know that, but I’m just a bit worried I’m gonna…I don’t know, make an ass of myself? Drive you away like I did him, maybe?”

Natalie was worried that talking about how she had feelings for Jimmy would make Ignacio feel bad or like he was a rebound, so she looked up to see if she could read his expressions. All she found was him listening to her every word, nodding along as she spoke. Then, as if he could hear her thoughts, he placed a hand on her thigh and gave it a reassuring squeeze, “You won’t do any of that. I really like you, okay?”

He never had too much to say and yet, the simplicity in his words was comforting to her, “I like you too, Ignacio. I like you a lot. I think that’s why I’m worried, too. Because I like you so much and I don’t want to ruin that.”

“You won’t.”

“But-”

“Shush.” He never removed his hand from her thigh, “Forget about your lawyer. You won’t mess anything up. I like you, you like me, let’s just focus on each other and have fun.” Ignacio squeezed her thigh one more time and rubbed his thumb against her skin.

His touch made her stomach twist in knots and she felt her cheeks warm a bit, “You’re right. I guess I just want to impress you.” She confessed, feeling comfortable being vulnerable with him.

“Don’t worry about that.” His hand remained on her leg for the rest of their ride. Ignacio told her that he had a date in mind, but it was way out of the city. The orange sky slowly morphed into a deep shade of purple that was littered with twinkling stars. Eventually, they pulled up to a nice looking restaurant and Ignacio parked the car, “You said your first date with him was dinner, right? Let me buy you a better one.”

Natalie was grateful that it was dark out so he couldn’t see her flushed cheeks, “Oh, you.”

“Come on, let me treat you.”

“This place looks impressive! At least let me pay my half!” She pleaded.

He just shook his head and opened the car door for her. She got out and jokingly frowned, attempting to give him puppy dog eyes to change his mind. He only smirked at her and shook his head no again, placing his hand on the small of her back and walking her to the restaurant.

“How can you afford this?” Natalie asked.

He hesitated before opening the door for her, “I saved up for stuff like this. Don’t worry about it.”

Ignacio led her inside to their table when Natalie’s phone started to ring. She furrowed her brows and fished her phone out of her bag when she was seated. Her confusion only grew when she saw who was calling, “It’s Jimmy.”

He tilted his head at this news, “Huh.”

She scoffed, “Sorry about that.” She went to mute her phone, but he stopped her.

“Answer it.”

“Huh?” She furrowed her eyebrows again, “But, what about our date-?”

Ignacio held his hand up to stop her and smirked, “I’m curious. It’s okay. We have all night, cariño.”

A smile broke her confused expression a little before she flipped open her phone to answer it, “Hello?”

“Hey! How’s my favorite secretary?” Jimmy chirped on the other end.

Natalie hesitated and looked up at Ignacio. He waved his hand to encourage her to continue and that he was okay with this. She rested her elbow on the table, “Uh, fine. I'm a bit busy right now, actually.”

“Too busy for the best lawyer in New Mexico?” He asked, almost pleading, “If you’re not, I’m just…Uh, well, having a time. A hard time. I just need to tell someone,- no, tell you about it.”

“I’m sorry about that, James.” She was sympathetic, but tried her best not to encourage him so she could focus on Ignacio.

“It’s just Kim and I-”

Natalie cleared her throat and interrupted him, “Sorry, James, I would love to support you right now, but um, I’m on a date right now.”

Ignacio grinned at her saying that. He rested his chin in his hands and winked at her when she made eye contact with him.

“A date? Really?” He almost sounded disappointed to her, but she brushed it off as her imagination.

“Yeah, a date. I’m at dinner with him right now.”

“Jeez, I had no idea.” Jimmy said after a few seconds of silence, “Sorry about that! That’s…That’s great?” He sounded like he was asking a question instead of complimenting her, “Uh, you’re always the first person I wanna call, you know?”

She hummed a response, “I appreciate that, I do. Maybe we can talk later?”

Ignacio leaned across the table to get close to Natalie and her phone, “Hey, let’s order, okay? I’m starving, corazoncito.”

Jimmy definitely heard him and started to stutter slightly. Natalie couldn't help but feel a bit guilty, “I’ll talk to you later, okay? Hopefully whatever is getting you down gets better, James.” And with that, she hung up and turned back to Ignacio, “I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be.” He said smugly, looking proud of himself, “Maybe now he’ll leave you alone, hmm?”

She chuckled and put her phone away, “He most definitely heard you say that, you know.”

“Is that a bad thing?” He questioned, motioning a waiter over.

“No, I’m just saying.” Natalie briefly looked at the menu in front of her for the first time since she got there. Jimmy’s phone call made her forget to think about what she wanted to eat.

Ignacio quickly ordered some drinks for them before asking the waiter to give them just a few more minutes to think about their order. Once it was just the two of them again, he turned his attention back to her, “Exactly. If he can flaunt his girl like that after what he did, I can flaunt mine and remind him of what he’s missing.”

Natalie covered her pink cheeks with her hands, feeling a bit bashful because of all his sweet compliments. She leaned closer to him, her voice a low murmur, “You know, I’m already looking forward to our second date.”

He looked at her through his long lashes, “What about our third? I promise to keep my word.”

“You know, I would love a third, but I don’t think I’ll need a third one to convince me that you’re right for me.”

A wave of shock broke Ignacio’s confident demeanor briefly, “Really?”

She went quiet for a bit, worried she was moving too fast, “Sorry, am I rushing things? It’s just, wow. Already, this date has been better than the last two I’ve been on. I don’t feel like I’m competing against another for you. It’s nice.”

“No, no, you’re alright.” He reassured her, “I’m just surprised.”

“I really, really like you, Ignacio.” She confessed, “I mean really.”

A soft smile spread across his face before he leaned across the table to plant a small kiss on her cheek, “I really, really like you too. I agree, we don’t need a third date to make things official.”

Her heart almost exploded at his kiss and his quiet, honeyed voice against her ear. Once again, she smoothed down her dress out of nervous habit and bit her lip, “Hey, do you want to come back to my place after this?”

Ignacio nodded, “I would like that very much.”

They didn’t need a third date to seal the deal when those last two sentences sealed it for them.

tag list: @liberty-city-ships @bobmckenzie @gideongrovel @fates-theysband @danireblogs @williameaston @cherrypieships @nonesenseships @wanderers-wife @hollandmarchsdork let me know if you want to be added/removed!

#my stuff ♡#{luz de mi vida} ✧#self ship fanfiction #ok to rb!

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sebsxphia · 2 years

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I was reading the roommate Jake tag and this but! it’s actually your friend’s packet of plan B (she came over for comfort and support after a rough night where some questionable choices were made) and after you explain that to him (“And by the way, Jacob, even if that was mine you have no reason to lecture me. I’m a grown woman and I can do whatever I please with me body and no man has any say in that whatsoever!”) he apologizes (“I was just worried about you” | “That’s sweet and I appreciate how much you care, but yelling at me like I’m an irresponsible teenager is not the way to show your concern. I’m adult and I know how to be safe and protect myself if and when the occasion arises.”).

Then he starts agonizing again over your sex life. (“Rooster, what does that mean??? ‘I know how to be safe and protect myself’???” | “It sounds like she uses protection which is great and this really feels like a topic we shouldn’t be discussing. I definitely don’t want to be talking about this….” | “But she doesn’t go on dates! Why would she need protection?!” | “Like a date is a requirement to fuck someone.” | “WHAT?” | “Okay Rooster, that was the wrong thing to say. You should just ask her out and then you’ll know exactly who she’ll need protection with.” | “Who?” | “Well, I thought it was obvious that it would be you but maybe not if you’re this big of an idiot.”)

Anyway, just roommate Jake, a flustered moron who is in love with you he just doesn’t realize it; you, who has been subtly trying to come on to him for months but also scared of rejection so it’s been very subtle (also part of the problem, see Jake: idiot who can’t pick up on clues) and a long suffering Rooster who has had to witness this whole thing while simultaneously trying to set them up just so he can stop hearing about it and complaining to the rest of the Dagger squad via the group chat (minus Jake) titled she’s in love with the boy and he has no idea because he’s an idiot.

“titled she’s in love with the boy and he has no idea because he’s an idiot.”

JFLKASJA I CACKLED SO HARD AT THIS I LOVE LOVE LOVE THIS!! <33

dude. i can just picture the conversation with rooster too. like he’s sliding his hand over his face and just groaning when hangman starts on another tangent. “oh my god! will you just ask her out already? she clearly likes you!”

“what? how can you tell?”

“jesus seresin. for the best fighter pilot, you really are an idiot.”

he finally decides to just ask, even though he thinks it’s a stupid idea. “i know i’ve already apologised a million times already, but i really am sorry for the other night. but how about i didn’t lecture you, because i would be using protection.”

“what?”

“i would be using protection. when we have sex.” he gestures between the both of you. you don’t say anything for a moment and he thinks he’s really made an idiot of himself this time. rooster would have his ass for this.

he goes to part his lips to apologise again, but you hold out your hand. “don’t say another word, or i’ll change my mind. come here, idiot.”

thank you so so much for this dear anon!! 💌

#💌you’ve got mail #jake hangman seresin #jake hangman x reader #jake hangman seresin x reader #hangman x reader #jake seresin x reader #jake seresin x you #hangman x you #jake hangman x you #roommate!jake

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escapetheshark · 11 months

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Rice Porridge, a fluffy Bang Chan drabble

I'm having cramps and I made myself write this to feel better lol. Of course I couldn't just write a normal scenario and had to make it a little angsty because who am I if not a suffering enjoyer. Bang Chan x fem!reader fluff, slightly angsty, safe for everyone. CW: menstruation

The knock at your door startled you off your rocks and you grunted as you dragged yourself from the sofa to the front door, poncho messily draped over your shoulders, a cuckoo's nest for hair and dark circles down to your knees.

"Chris, I-"

Your best friend stood in your doorway, grocery bag in hand and quickly hurried into your studio apartment, closing the door behind him.

"My sister told me you called in sick from work," he said, setting his bag down on your tiny kitchen counter, signaling you to go sit back down. "I got it, I got it."

"I did, yeah," you nodded, sitting on one of your mismatched kitchen chairs. "My cramps are really bad today."

"She did mention."

You glanced at the bag curiously, wondering what he had in there and watched as he removed random things from the inside and quickly rummaged through your cabinets, taking out several utensils.

"Seriously, just go lie down, I got you," he insisted, giving you that stern father of 7 look he had mastered over the years of being the leader of a local dance crew. "Don't make me manhandle you!"

You chuckled at the idea, even if deep down, you'd enjoy being manhandled by your best friend. Sure you weren't feather light and didn't look like much, standing at a whopping 170cm and probably no heavier than 72kg, but you'd seen him lift serious weights at the gym so you didn't doubt he could actually rough you up. The thought alone caused your ears to turn red and you were glad he was so enthralled in whatever he was doing in your tiny kitchen that he didn't notice your transformation into a tomato.

Your TV had been on but you had long forgotten it, especially now that Chris was in your kitchenette doing whatever he was doing, his back turned to you, you watched as he leisurely paced around, grabbing stuff off your cupboards and messing with your stove. When he turned around, he found you flustered staring at his body, but he didn't seem to register that you were admiring him.

"Okay so I asked my mother for her weird remedies and she gave me this recipe," he explained as he placed a tablecloth on your coffee table, followed by a mug of fragrant liquid and a bowl of what looked like rice porridge. "I'm not the best cook but I hope it's good!"

His smile could light up the darkest night and the way his eyes lit up when he talked about anything he loved just made your knees weak. The dimples when he smiled, the way his eyes would disappear into little crescents when he laughed, the barely visible freckles all over his nose that he thought nobody noticed. But you did. You noticed everything about him and you loved every little detail.

"Thank you, Chris," you smiled, blushing, as you slowly blew on the porridge in an attempt to make it colder. "It's so kind of you to come help."

"Anything you need, you know you're my best friend." There it was again, the cute little dimples. You smiled back, overcome with sadness from being confronted with the fact that he viewed you as his best friend and not more.

You soon finished the food he had made you, which wasn't half bad, and his special potion and just having him next to you did have a healing effect.

"I have to go to work, but I promise I'll come back tomorrow," he embraced you and you could have died right there. He smelled nice, his body felt warm against yours and you almost forgot about your disastrous uterus. "I brought some ibuprofen and chocolates too, here." He got up and placed the plastic bag on your coffee table. "Get some rest, my love."

Chris placed a warm kiss to your forehead, something he had never done before, and then left your apartment. You'd have to cope with your feelings for him some other time, perhaps when your uterus wasn't trying to eat itself.

You pretended he was still there, a hand on your back, rubbing it gently and those sweet brown eyes on yours. "I love you," you whispered into nothingness. You'd deal with that later.

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