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renren-006 · 18 days

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Over The Years- Daryl x Fem Reader

plot: being in love with daryl through the years but he’s clueless

word count: 2639

a/n: hey! i love that you guys have been eating up my Daryl Fics soooo heres another one. this took me sooo long to write so oi hope you enjoy!!

taglist: @rosecentury

Atlanta - 1:

"you've been staring at him all day, y/n," Lori said, coming to your side. You were standing by the van, 'helping Dale,' watching Daryl do whatever he was doing in his little area. You offered to help, but the man shooed you off.

"I'm not," you told her; she gave you the mom look she gave Carl, making you cave. "okay, so what if I am?"

"Just be careful, hunny," she told you, "he's not the type to realize his or your feelings."

"I know," you told Lori. This wasn't the first of these conversations, but it was the last time someone told you to be careful.

Atlanta - 2:

"If yer trying to fish here, yer in the wrong spot," Daryl said as he came up behind you on a rock, trying to catch fish or just waste the day away.

"I figured," you told him, hitting the empty bucket you had. "I'm just…"

"Tryna' not to be bored?" He asked you. You nodded.

"You want to know how ta' catch fish?" he asked; you smiled and nodded, reeling the cast in and handing him the pol, following him to a different spot and spending the rest of the afternoon taking tips from him on fishing. If someone asked you what you learned, you could only tell them that Daryl's eyes looked almost green in the sunlight.

Farm - 1:

you saw him take his stuff and walk off; he hiked over weeds to his area a yelling distance away. Carol watched you watch the man walking away from the group's solidarity.

"he's stubborn," she commented; you nodded. You faced her, to see she was already watching you. "he's stubborn with his feelings too."

"I know. I know both those things," you told Carol; she nodded. She walked off after patting your back, knowing you knew the unsaid things in the air. You continued working around the group, keeping watch, cooking dinner, and helping with the Greene family. Maggie became a close friend of yours through the days on the farm.

Farm - 2:

"Hey," you said as you stood in the doorway. Daryl glanced up from bed, his shirt half on over his bandages.

"Hey," he said, not responding more to you entering his room.

"Just wanted to check on you."

"Dont need ya to," Daryl said, trying to hide from you more and more. You stood in the doorway still, knowing entering wouldn't go well.

"I didn't ask if you did," you told him. "I'm in the kitchen; shout if you want anything."

Part of you wanted to give more care to him, show him you cared, but you knew him well enough to know he didn't need that from you. He nodded his head at you, and you closed the door again. Then, he walked down back to the kitchen to help Maggie with lunch.

Farm - 3:

"Ya need help," Daryl asked. You were trying to get a sheet of wood up on the window to nail it shit, but you only had two hands. He came up and grabbed the wood from you, holding it up for you

"Thank you," you told him, and he grunted back at you. You finished up nailing in the panels with his help.

"You need any help?"

"Nah, I got it," he said, leaving after helping you. Things were still the same between the two of you, you thought. Daryl, however, couldn't see how he was growing to care for you.

On the road:

You never planned on getting hurt, but it just happened. You, Daryl, Glenn, and Maggie were off in a group scouting a building you had seen. Rick had made the five of you go to keep an eye on each other and get as much stuff as possible. You walked in first, knife in hand, Glenn close behind with a flashlight. Maggie and Daryl took the rear, much to Daryl's dismay.

Once you were all inside the building, you realized this used to be a Military compound, a small one, but it still had some things left inside. There was an airfield outside, probably a small compound not used for much. Once you split off from everyone, you wandered around the shelving units, finding some rations. When you didn't see the ceiling being held up by one of the shelving units and when you accidentally bumped into it, part of the roof came falling down. You yelled as part of it fell on top of you, crushing your ankle. Daryl was the first person over to you, rushing to see what was wrong.

"The roof! I didn't see," you said, grinding your teeth. Daryl stood there, eyes wide at seeing you on the floor with half the ceiling on your leg. "Daryl!" you practically yelled at him. The shock of you yelling shocked him out of his daze, and he rushed to lift the wood off your leg. Glen and Maggie rushed over soon after seeing the aftermath of the roof collapse and Daryl lifting it off you.

"What happened?" Maggie asked as she picked me up. I hobbled a bit, yelping when I put my left leg down. "Shit"

"The roof...I didn't see that it was falling, and the shelves were holding it up," you said, "I think I fucked up my ankle."

"How could ya not look?" Darly said angrily, "Now ya hurt and.."

"Hey, it's fine, Daryl. She didn't know. This could have happened to any of us," Glenn defended. "Let's look for crutches; they have to have some here. After you look around, you find some crammed in the back of a closet and leave the building. Daryl hung back with you while you were trying to walk.

"I shouldenta' yelled," Daryl said, breaking your silence. You nodded, knowing he was only trying to look after you.

"It's okay."

"Nah, it's not," he told you, stopping you from walking any further "Sorry"

"It's okay, Daryl, really. I was stupid anyway."

"Nah, coulda' happened to anyone," he said. During the rest of the walk, you had a small smile, and Daryl had a hand on your back guiding you. He didn't want you to fall again, let alone on his watch.

Prison:

The prison setting took everyone a while to settle into it; Daryl, however, took to it really fast, moving into one of the guard towers. You desperately wanted to be near him again, not only because you knew how you felt but also because he was the only person you felt truly safe around. You watched him go back to that guard station every night after dinner just outside the cell block. You turned back into your bunk at the end of the hall, far from everyone and enough privacy that you felt calm. Carol already knew about your affection for the archer and tried many times to get the two of you to sit next to each other. You moved, always, leaving the spot open for Glenn to take and talk Daryl's ear off about whatever he had found on a run that day. You took your spot next to Maggie, who silently let you watch the archer with no complaints.

That was months ago.

"Why don't you join us on the run tomorrow?" Maggie asked you, "We need to find stuff for Judith."

"Yes, I'll come."

"No, ya won't," Daryl said, walking up behind the two of you outside.

"Daryl, I'm fine. I'm going."

"Then I'm coming'" He said, glaring daggers at the two of you and going to get his bike ready.

"Ass," you muttered to him as he walked away; he didn't seem to hear you.

"He cares," Maggie said as you grabbed the bags by the upper gate. You signed, you knew that but for some reason, he had distanced himself, or maybe you had

"Whatever," you said and made your way down the path. The pickup truck was made for two, and Daryl knew that.

"Hop on," he said, riding up to you. You looked at him, and it seemed like he knew you wanted him there. You climbed on behind him and headed out with the others. The ride was quiet, but it spoke enough about the two of you that no words needed to be spoken.

Daryl and you scouted a house; all was quiet between you two. You found an unopened can of peanut butter and showed it to him, he smiled over at you.

"Who knew we'd find it," he told you, taking it from your hands.

"Guess you're my good luck charm," you told him, grabbing the can back and putting it in your bag. When you glanced back, he was looking at you. "Daryl?"

"Nah, it's nothin'," he said, snapping out of his daze. "I'm looking upstairs," he said, moving away from you and up to the tip floor. You continued rummaging through the downstairs before heading out to the porch and waiting for Daryl.

Prison:

Daryl didn't get jealous. You had never seen him that way. It was early in the morning, everyone was outside, and you were helping Carol with the food prep. One of the guys from the town you saved had a very obvious thing for you. He was younger than you, but it didn't bother him. He made a move that morning in Daryl's direct eyesight. He had come over, taking your ear off, and then he got close, trying to grab or touch you. You had stepped away, trying to tell him that you didn't see him like that and that he needed to give you space. He didn't listen. Daryl barged over and tugged the guy back from you.

"Didn't ya hear? She said to back off," Daryl said, putting himself between him and you.

"Oh, shit! Hi Daryl!" the guy said, unaware that Daryl could rip this guy to shreds. You put your hand on his bicep, feeling it flex under your touch.

"I'm fine," you told him calmly. He looked back at you, seeing that you were relieved he stopped in but worried he would rip the guy to shreds.

"Good," he said, pushing the guy back, "don't ya go near her again," the guy nodded, running off, getting the message.

On the run:

You were with Daryl and Beth, wandering around the unfamiliar world. It was a miracle that you found Beth during the invasion and even more so that Daryl made a B-line for you. When the three of you started on your journey, it was slow. Daryl watched for the two of you Until Beth was taken in the night.

"Beth!" you yelled, "Beth!"

"C'mon," Daryl said, tugging you back from the road and away from the walker's grouping. "Well, find her."

You walked after that car for miles until your feet couldn't take it, and you collapsed. Daryl wanted to drop beside you, but he couldn't.

That was when the real test of being back out in the world came. These men that Daryl didn't want to join but did anyway made your skin crawl. The way they looked at you, the way they wanted you, it made you sick. Daryl quickly understood the rules, realizing I got no say in anything in this group and was merely seen as an item for the taking.

"She's mine," He said, causing the boys upfront to look back at the two of you. You were behind Daryl, per his request. "Aint no one touching her."

"Boss! He can't do that," one yelled.

"Rules are rules," the boss said, "She's his."

Still didn't stop looking or not sleeping. Daryl noticed it; of course, he did.

There was one man both of you knew who didn't care about the rules. One night in particular proved this to Daryl and the rest of the men. He had left you no longer than a few minutes in a different direction than you out in the woods when the man sprung on you. You tried to grab your knife, but he was already prepared to stop you. You were helpless as he tried to get his way with you.

"Don't scream now," he said, with his hand over your mouth, suppressing any screams you tried to get out. You started hitting him, making him yell back in pain from it. "Crazy bitch” he said, slapping you.

"Daryl!" you yelled, scrambling to get up. The man behind you grabbed your leg, making you fall to the ground. "Daryl!" you screamed again, knowing that was your last attempt at calling for the archer. Your breath was completely knocked out of you. You heard fast-moving, crunching footsteps as the man tried to turn you over, and then, nothing. You turned, seeing an arrow between his eyes and the man falling back. You scrambled away, trying to catch your breath as Daryl jumped to hold you.

"I'm sorry," he said into your hair as you held onto him, too shoved to say a word. The world became quiet in his arms.

On the run:

The road to salvation was long. The group had been walking for days; hope was dwindling. You lagged, not having much energy for things anymore. Daryl is always stuck by your side, never leaving the comfort of your space. He had been quiet for a while, keeping his thoughts locked away. You stopped walking, alerting Daryl but not the others.

"Hey?" he asked, looking back at you and watching him.

"somethings wrong with you, and you won't tell me," you told him, matter a fact. "I know there is."

'aint nothin'"

"Nothing? Really? You haven't left my side since the…¦," you said, drifting off, not wanting to mention the near attack you had. "Since you know when I feel like I can't breathe without you worrying."

"I.."

"What is wrong?" you pressed; Maggie had seen that you had stopped and told the others to slow the pace a bit. You knew she probably understood that what was happening with the two of you needed to be talked about away from the group, so she kept them moving slowly. "I can't stand to see ya hurt anymore," he told me, knowing somethin' was on his mind. "I can't stand thinkin' somethin' happen if i leave ya"

"Daryl, that's not your responsibility," you said.

"maybe it should be," Daryl said.

"What?"

"I care about you a lot" he said, looking down, "I love ya"

The world stopped when he said those words, something he had never even said to Carol or Rick, ever or often. You took his hands in yours, making him look at you.

"I have loved you since we were on that mountain in Atlanta," you told him, "I have always loved you."

"ya have?"

"How could I not, Daryl?" you said; he smiled a bit, something you had not seen in a very long time.

"You my woman now," he told you, "you've been mine since I told those men you were."

"I'll always be yours; you never have to worry about that."

Extra:

Alexandria: (years later)

"How long have I been an idiot?" Daryl asked Carol. They were both lounging on the porch in Alexandria, watching you chase after a little brown-haired girl. She was only two, but she had spirit. You were smiling so big that Daryl felt like his heart was melting.

"You've been an idiot for as long as she's been in love with you

ain't helping" Daryl said, shoving Carol a bit.

"I think you started falling for her when we were in Prison"

"yea…your right"

"You were stubborn to let yourself feel until you almost lost her," Carol said. Daryl nodded, not wanting to admit that it took a life-or-death situation for him to truly know he couldn't ever lose you.

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poppy-metal · 7 months

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jordan who’s an upperclassman and sooo intimidating who maybe u have a lil crush on until u meet them at a party and theyre sooo mean 🙁🙁 corners u n teases u n u dont know Howww u ever liked them when they dont even let u cum after shoving their fingers in u 🙁🙁

god, it really does hit different because DUH you'd have a crush on jordan fucking li, and you'd never approach them sober but you're at this party and you feel all buzzed and nice and you never have the opportunity to really talk to jordan, run in different circles, they're in higher level classes than you, ect. but they're here tonight, dressed to the nines and it sends warmth running through your veins, a zip of attraction at the way they smile and laugh at something cate said, glass of champagne tipped back, hair loose and soft tonight.

your approach has no tact, you're going on raw instinct, nerves singing and maybe the first few seconds of standing near them should have been enough to warn you away but it isn't. you're too hopeful. you hover by them and they don't even glance at you, like you're so insignificant you dont even register in their presence. but you still try, shuffling on your feet, fidgeting, you tap their shoulder and murmur their name, a wisp in the air "hey, jordan..."

a million butterflies dance in your belly when they do look at you, dark eyes slightly glassy from the alcohol, maybe from the coke they'd bumped earlier, but they cool as they settle on you, raise a perfectly defined brow, "what was that?" they're grinning a little, and its the mean kind, the mocking kind, the 'why is this freshmen talking to me' kind.

still, you stumble "jordan," you say again, louder. "um, hi."

they stare at you, like they're giving you the time to come up with something more. you cant. you feel the humiliation the alcohol had slowed down, now rising to the surface and you wonder what the hell you were thinking approaching jordan fucking li, in the top fucking 5, like you were a somebody, when in, fact, they didn't even know your name.

"do i know you?" they confirm that small feeling, and you wince, shaking your head, taking a step back. jordan sees this and laughs, exchanges a look with cate and you feel like you're on the end of some joke. stupid. "are you going to actually fucking speak or just stand there gawking all night?"

"sorry-" you're already backing away, turning quickly as your body heats up. maybe you can find a corner to hide in forever and disintegrate into dust. "sorry, nevermind."

you don't notice the way their eyes linger on your retreating back, or the way they smirk as they tip their glass back again, something distinctly predatory in those eyes. dont see them lean in to tell cate they'll catch up with her later as they slide like liquid after you, moving with calm intention. a cat stalking a rabbit.

they corner you as you're trying to open the bathroom door, a ringed hand comes up above your head, pushes the door open the rest of the way, and then there's another hand on the small of your back, guiding you forward, inside, you hear the lock click by the time you're turned around ready to - but then their hands on are your waist, back back backing you up until your hips hit the cool counter of the sink.

they're in their fem form now, but that doesn't make them any less intimidating even as they have to look up at you, you still feel your heart hummingbird fast in your chest.

"wha-"

"was that your lame ass attempt at flirting back there, freshie?" their voice is condescending, you'd feel miles more chastised if their hand wasn't moving down to your thigh, soft skin caressing your bsre flesh, dragging up and under your skirt. "thought you could come up and talk your shit in this tiny fucking skirt and I'd fuck you?"

"I-" your voice is a squeak, a mouse. you feel on fire, your head in a hundred different places, on their face, on their eyes, on the cruel tilt to their mouth, on the way their hand feels stroking even higher up your thigh now, almost to the edge of your panties. just barely there. "i didn't- I just wanted-"

"hm? what did you want. go ahead and tell me."

their thumb traces the band of your underwear, dips just inside. you're embarrassingly wet, and they're embarrassingly close to finding that out.

"i just wanted...you. t-thought you looked p-pretty and - I've always wanted - wanted a chance to get to know you -"

it feels silly and ridiculous to admit to something like a crush when their hand is almost on your cunt, but. what can you do. stop them? hell no.

jordans eyes soften just a little, some of that meanness leaking out of them at such a sweet little confession. stroking their ego is always gonna make them fold, you dont know that yet, but its working a hell of alot more than you think.

"that's really sweet." they tell you, and their hand dips fully into your panties now, warm palm cupping the wet heat between your legs. one finger dances along your lips, just shy of parting them - "how about i let you know what i do to cute little freshman who poke their noses around me, hm?"

their eyes have this glint in them as they watch your mouth part, your eyebrows drawn together as you have your little pussy played with. they wonder if this is the first time a woman has touched you this way, if this is the first time you've been touched here by another person, period. and fuck, it turns them on.

"usually, I make them cry. fucking hate entitled little shits like that - wasting my time, but you - well," its evil how conversational they sound as they sink a finger inside you, pump it gently in and out, "you got a nice pussy." they pull their hand away, but before you can whine at the loss they're lifting you, until your ass is perched on the sink, hands rucking your skirt all the way up up up around your waist, "and I'm hungry -"

they sink to their knees.

#ask #barks like a hound dog behind a metal fence #jordan li #jordan li x reader #jordan li smut

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princessbrunette · 5 months

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boarding school by ldr is sooo rafe 💗

kook!reader who just moved back to the obx after her parents moved bc of work, not remembering the Camerons too well but all of her friends are like “rafe this, rafe that..” so ofc she has to see what the hypes all about !!

but!!! getting sososoo disappointed when she’s at a party and he’s all pissy and rude to everyone ! rafe is all heart eyes for her, but she keeps shrugging him off 🙈🫶🏽

cute! 🌸

just watching him in action, seeing the way he interacts with others was enough for you. you’d come to this party to sit back and observe, figure out what all the hype was about — but it seemed all the buzz had been generated over just another stuck up Kook. it was guys like him that gave you all a bad name.

he was rude, not just to guys but to girls too— shrugging them off and sipping his drink when they tried to make a move. it was odd, really. he was gorgeous, you had to admit. but his personality was less than favourable, and your curiosity quickly faded, deciding to just enjoy your night with your friends instead.

you felt his presence next to you before you saw him, saw the colour of his shirt in your peripheral vision looming over you as you pour yourself another drink at the drinks table, eyes lasered in on the red solo cup in your hand making sure not to spill any liquor from the bottle. you mentally prepare yourself to remain composed and dignified, waiting for him to tell you to get the hell out of his way like he did the last person who dared stand where he wanted to stand.

“hi.” he calls over the music instead. you think you must have misheard him, so you ignore it all together. but he leans forward and speaks again. “i feel like i know you from somewhere.”

you turn and look up at him, heart thumping a little and he’s smiling. years are taken off his face when he grins, maybe that’s why he doesn’t do it much— less manly and more boyish. it’s almost sweet, and you would have probably fell for it if you hadn’t been watching him earlier.

“me?” you ask, all wide eyed and it makes him chuckle, nodding. god, he really had an intense stare— like seriously, his eyes haven’t moved from your face since the beginning of this interaction.

“yeah. you.” he surveys you for a moment. “what are you drinking?”

you ignore his question and raise an eyebrow, observing him right back. “you said you know me from somewhere?”

he shifts on his feet, eager and almost skittish like he wants to reach out and touch you or something. rafe briefly stuffs his hands in his pockets instead, so different from the guy you’d been watching all night to the point where you were starting to wonder if he had a twin.

“well yeah. ‘remember faces, y’know?” his lightly brings his finger to his temple in gesture. “uh i— aha,” he cuts himself off with a chuckle, leaning in a little. “i don’t forget the pretty ones.”

you panic a little, because well — it’s rafe cameron, coming onto you, and quite frankly he scares you. so you stare up at him a little dumbly, bottom lip tucked between your teeth before clasping your cup in both hands nervously.

“i dont — i uh— have to go back to my friends now.” you’re meek and it pains you, but you scurry off anyway, barely glancing back. you’d think that would have totally weirded him out, and hoped maybe it was enough to get him to leave you alone — but you couldn’t be more wrong, if anything he was encouraged.

you were constantly reminded of his poor treatment towards others because he stayed near you the whole night, mouthing off about pogues or telling randoms to ‘get the fuck out of his way’ all whilst following you around like a dumb, lovesick puppy. you ignored him at best, brushed him off when he gently took your arm and offered to join a game of suck and blow with you, or even beer pong. each time you rejected him, the more determined he was.

a while later, he gently grabs your arm again and you sigh loudly — sick of his chasing.

“hey i— i just wanna get to know you, a’ight? i’m not a bad guy.” his eyes are a little wide, watery from drinks and whatever else. it rings alarm bells in your head but you stare up at him regardless. maybe it was the drink that had you moving slower.

“you… you are a bad guy! you’re not nice!” it comes out childishly and you hate that for you, even pouting in frustration which makes the corners of his mouth twitch upwards. he thought you were the cutest thing ever, and he had to have you.

“so you’re tellin’ me… all i gotta do is start treating these nobodies nice and you’ll give me a chance?” he raises his eyebrows, ducking his head a little hopefully. you wanna slap him, tell him no and that you see through his little act. but… there’s something charming about him. something that’s drawing you in. what was it about rafe cameron that had everyone up in arms?

“its… definitely a start.” you cross your arms over yourself, sulking. he huffs out a relieved smile, running his fingers over his chin as he stares off, nodding.

“yeah i… i can do that.” he agrees and you stare at him expectedly, putting your wall back up.

“okay… are we done now? can i enjoy my night?” you sass, and he nods, holding his arm out to gesture to the doorway to the room everyone else was in.

“after you.” he drawls, watching you pass him. his eyes don’t leave the back of you, deadset on winning you over— and rafe always gets what he wants.

#anon #rafe cameron prompt #rafe cameron drabble #rafe cameron blurb

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satoruzlove · 1 year

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jjk boys as your boyfie <3

featuring megumi fushiguro, itadori yuuji and gojo satoru !

M. FUSHIGURO <3

•okay i feel like you start dating after a LONG time, he’s the kind of guy who takes his own sweet time getting to know a love interest

•he’s a firm believer in being best friends before any kind of romance happens

•when you first start dating he’s kind of shy and very , very stingy when it comes to physical affection. if you’re going somewhere and he won’t see you for a while he’ll give you a little hug from the side but that’s it. however, VERBALLY IS ANOTHER STORY CAUSE WOW

•will ask you a thousand things before you go anywhere and will make it sound like he needs to ask or you won’t survive

•” have you got your phone? just asking, y’know cause you’re soooo good at remembering it.” “you sure you can do that by yourself? if you need some help just ask,”

•he doesn’t mean it to be mean. he just blows at showing her cares but he does fr care and wants to make sure you’re okay

•when he’s with itadori and nobara, and he sees you? he smiles so hard

•speaking of. YOURE THE PARENTS OF THE GROUP I DONT MAKE THE RULES‼️‼️‼️⁉️⁉️anyway

•like they’ll be talking to him so happily and he’s on cloud nine because omg !! my partner!!!

•he’s just smiling and you can barely see his eyes cause his cheeks are squishing them

• “and then gojo sensei said that-megumi?” “wh- oh, y/n is here,”

•his voice is so soft when he talks to you. he’s soooo soft and speaks to you with such fondness

• “move one second kugisaki- hey, gorgeous, you get here okay ?”

•sometimes you’ve got to ask him to speak up because it’s almost like he’s whispering

•will never admit it but megumi adores being babied, adores when you coddle him

•like if you ask him how his day’s been, if you rub his shoulders or even just sway him when you guys hug he’s soooo. his head is like

• “ my baby is so sweet, god my partner is amazing, this feels so nice, theyre so soft against me,i wonder if they’d like it if i- oh my god i can feel them smiling into me. wow. okay. okay. aAAAA-“

•he will start smiling

• do not point it out. he will deny it.

•when you guys hug he does the thing where he nuzzled his nose into your neck and you’ll feel his eyelashes on your skin

•call him pretty, call him handsome

•if he sees you looking at him from afar he goes so red because he just loves the feeling of being admired

•kisses behind your ear in a rush for whatever reason god knows

•gets sooo embarrassed when gojo tells you stories of his childhood.

•will cling to you anywhere. also the type to hide behind you or stand behind you in public unintentionally just cause he wants to keep you close

•NAP!!! DATES!!!!!

• will cry if you tell him that he doesn’t have to be so strong,he values the ability to be vulnerable with anyone. if you’re a good listener he values you so much. he knows the way out a situation, but it’s the way you listen and just validate him that matters.

• VERY. very mature and it’s so rare to fight with him.

• so soft. i love him.

Y. ITADORI <3

•oh my god

• he’s just. such a simp he thinks you’re an angel idk save him

•it’ll take a few months for him to fall. he LOVES fun people who will give anything for their friends.

•everything about you becomes so special to him and he begins seeing it in everyone else

•like if you have brown eyes he’ll start liking his eyes more, because there’s no way something isn’t absolutely perfect if it isn’t on your face.

•a huge fan of touching. even as friends he will hold your hands in his, he’ll hug you so tight. he just loves touching because it reminds him that you’re around and that he’s able to protect you

•as you get into the relationship he hugs your waist ( with consent. he almost cries with nerves when he first asks if it’s okay.) , he’ll squeeze it and rub his thumbs along the sides of it too.

•HE LOVES BEING HELD THOUGH. LIKE if you wrap your arms around him and he’s against your chest he’ll just smush his cheeks into you and and hum

• “you smell so good.” “your shirt’s real’ comfy, baby.” “love it when you hold me, y’know?”

•baby just values you soooo much.

•if you wear lipstick he wants to be COVERED in it. in a modern day au he’ll take so many pictures covered in lipstick kiss marks and post them with songs like dark red by steve lacy or sure thing by miguel .

•he lives to be yours. god

•please kiss him w it on and pull back, look at him and go “ nice lipstick, yu.”

•he will FOLD IN HALF

•does the thing where y’all kiss and he smiles into your lips, but refuses to pull away and will grab your hips even closer to him just cus he can.

•pls spray his clothes w your perfume

•TELLS EVERYONE AND EVERYTHINGABOUT YOU HAUWIDJW

•gojo? tells him about you, his friends? tells them, panda ? asks him for advice, sees a cute cat w your hair colour? mumbles, “woah you and my s/o are matching. you’re really cute, little guy!!” ( no he doesn’t care if it’s a girl he will call it a dude.)

•names it after you even if he never sees it again.

•kiss his hands and watch him plan your wedding

•megumi loves you and he looks up to you both a lot. you’re definitely a part of their little family .

•if you’re sleeping next to him and he’s awake ( rare. he sleeps like a boulder.) he will sit there and watch you, memorising everything on your face. if you have long lashes or brows he’ll lightly brush his fingers against it and if you’ve got acne he’ll make patterns in his head. ( he is grossly inlove.)

•your biggest fan. 1948382/10 amazing bf

S. GOJO<3

•he is a child i don’t care

•he’s so needy and teasy. he KNOWS what he’s doing .

•in his case i think it takes AGES. years even. he’s very scared of what could happen, he doesn’t even blame you or use your own qualities to form any negative outcome, he just says that love is really screwed up and pretends he isn’t aching to be with you.

•i’ve said it before, but best friends to lovers !!!!!!

•once you guys are together oh jesus

•he’s already so comfortable, already sees you as his forever, already is so inlove with everything ab you.

•when satoru touches you, you feel like the most valuable thing ever. it’s so gentle and so caring. you’re like an expensive tea cup.

•satoru kinda holds you to a pedestal but for this reason respects you alot. he’s so aware of your boundaries and appreciates when you do the same

•he’s a little ( fucking huge)ray of sunshine though

•will always be making small jokes and poking you, squishing you

•loves when you smile. your smile is his favorite thing. your laugh makes him believe that the world is good.

•i feel like when you guys are alone satoru is very intimate in a not sexual way, he’s very slow and intentional with his love and you would’ve never guessed because he makes all those jokes.

•DEFINITELY A “ what if we kissed? ahahaha jk not really tho “

•will hold your waist, LOVES TO PUSH YOUR HAIR BEHIND YOUR EARS IF ITS LONG!! IF IT ISNT THEN HE JUST STROKES YOUR CHEEKS!! loves when you hold his whole arm or when you guys bump your noses together before a kiss

•wait okay

•just imagine y’all are cuddling because he just couldn’t wait, and he’s nuzzling your neck, leaving open mouthed kisses ( his specialty!!!) on your collar and neck, and when he comes up to your mouth he glances at your lips and smiles at how flustered you are. “ shy, angel? aww, how come? don’t go getting so shy, you’ll make me all self - conscious too.” and you just tell him to shut the fuck up cause bro you’re so fine just KISS ME🤲🤲🤲⁉️ will giggle and bump noses and then kiss you silly

•looks so good after too cause he’s pale and he’s so flustered

•he goes everywhere with you, never lets you leave alone.

• “ why would you wanna go alone? off to see your other boyfriend?”

“toru, hush-“

“exactly, pretty baby, let’s go. i wanna hold your hand while you drive , ‘kay?”

•loves himself someone who bosses him around by the way. MAKE HIM kiss you. force him. he’ll be on his knees .

•this came from how long he let his love for you soak and mature. just loves you so deeply.

•apart from the whining and man child persona, so cute. 9/10!!!!!!!:$:$2!:

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charmedbystars · 11 months

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you don't get it (e-1610 miles morales)

pairing: e-1610 miles x reader (unrequited)

summary: you try to understand miles, but you cant.

a/n: this is the first time i try writing something so i'm so sorry if it's bad. plz leave suggestions and stuff if ya want! also debating a part 2 but i hate this sooo i don't know yet...

you and miles grew up together. making an oath to stick together for the rest of your lives in the sandbox of a park about two blocks from miles’ apartment. and you guys sure stuck to that oath. from crying about getting sand in each other’s eyes, going through the awkward teenage phase (and miles still going through it), to being accepted into the same school. you guys were inseparable.

recently, you found out about miles’ secret vigilante identity. you didn’t take it very well and constantly scolded miles about his safety, but you were glad he chose to trust you.

of course, when it came to trust it came with knowing other stuff too… such as knowing who gwen was. and to make it even better, since you were the only person (other than ganke) that he can go on to talk about her, you became a victim of listening to the constant babble of gwen this and gwen that. you literally didn’t know how much longer you can take it, especially with those feelings of yours bubbling in your stomach.

of course… how cliché of you to be in love with your best friend of years. plus your best friend being the super oblivious miles did not make it any better.

anyways going back, you didn’t know how to tell miles that you’re in love with him without ruining your years of friendship or how to just simply ask him to shut the fuck up about gwen without hurting his feelings. you literally didn’t know how he could talk about her for hours without getting tired (although if someone asked you about miles, you would go on for ages, but that’s different) and the number of times you’ve caught him sketching her in his journal has become freaky.

you love miles but this is just getting tiring. you want things to be how they were. when you guys would sneak up to the roof and talk about the stars or sneak out to do some graffiti. now it’s just cancelled plans, late texts backs, and constant excuses. and that’s how you are now, sitting outside the steps of miles’ apartment waiting for him to arrive with the cakes for his dad’s promotion party. you look down at your phone and open it again to see if he responded.

you: hey miles im outside waiting 4 you

you: dont forget the cakes and stay safe

you: lemme know when you arrive plz

Delivered

you sighed for the twentieth time, wondering when miles was going to arrive. you just sat outside on the steps to his apartment when about ten minutes later you hear a crash. you stand and squint looking up.

“y/n! come upstairs so we can enter the rooftop together,” there was miles, head handing outside his window. you nodded your head and headed upstairs to his apartment. you didn’t even bother knocking and simply just barging into his house. walking into his room, you see miles rushing to get his shoes on.

leaning against the wall, you stared down at miles, “so what was it this time? it better be good enough that you’re late to your own father’s party”

“yes i knowww, i just got caught up doing some stuff. the villian today was super weird though and then i almost lost the cakes, but you know what? none of that matters because i’m here now!” he gave you one of his wide smiles.

you couldn’t stay serious with him when you gave you that smile. you yourself cracked a smile, shaking your head. “okay, noted. crazy day for spiderman, now hurry up and get your shoes on faster because one more minute longer and your mom is gonna freak.”

“well seems like my mom is already freaking,” miles smugly looked at you while standing up, grabbing the cakes and leaving you behind. you grumbled and just followed behind him.

arriving to the rooftop, you can already see miles’ mom looking around and as if she sensed miles, she quickly walked over to you guys.

“miles donde estabas? you’re late to your own dad’s party? y/n thank you so much for getting miles here,” miles’ brows furrowed as his mom gave you all the glory for him being there.

“mom what? i got here just fine!”

“no, thank y/n because i know she’s the responsible one out of the two of you,” you gave miles the same smug look that he gave you earlier and tilted your head a little higher.

“anyways, grab something to eat. miles, ven porque your dad and i want to talk to you for a minute” rio gave her son a look.

you simply nodded your head and strolled off to make yourself a plate. sitting down on a bench somewhere, you tried to block out and avert your gaze from miles’ parents yelling at him. you felt bad that you couldn’t do anything especially when you know so much about him that others don’t understand.

about an hour has passed since miles’ scolding and you didn’t want to approach him directly after to save him from embarrassment and allow him to take a few minutes to himself. you assumed that he went to his room and would come back in a couple minutes because you knew he wouldn’t completely miss his dad’s party.

you engaged in small conversations with miles’ cousins and family members, but after a while they left to go eat or do their own thing. resorting to scrolling through your phone and watching a couple tiktoks when you feel a tap on your shoulder.

“mija, quien es esa que esta arriba con miles?” rio tilted her head in the direction where miles was. surprising you completely, miles was on the water tower with gwen laughing and nudging each other. looking and them and snapping your head back to rio who seemed a but agitated with her eyebrows quirked up.

“uhh.. i think that’s gwanda? one of miles’ friends but she’s usually out of town. miles’ never mentioned her coming though…” you simply shrugged your shoulders. feeling a heavy weight in your stomach, you tried not to look over at them again.

approaching behind rio was jeff. he had a similar expression as rio, brows furrowed and scratching his head.

“she looks old enough to vote… and i bet she doesn’t even speak spanish,” rio kept talking about gwen which didn’t help you trying to block out the sinking feeling. jeff crossed his arms and kept looking over at them.

somehow, rio convinced you and jeff to go up to the water tower and meet gwen. now, you’ve never met gwen but you sure have heard enough about her to know that she’s not a bad person.

rio was stumbling to get up the tower and introduce herself to gwen. crashing into miles slightly, not caring a bit if she interrupted anything. “hello! i’m miles’ mom,”

“rio! i’ve heard so much about you!” immediately hearing those words come out of gwen’s mouth, you winced. you knew that rio was not about having first name bases with any one of miles’ friends. you glanced over at miles’ expression who seemed a bit worried.

looking at the interaction was a bit odd and very awkward, especially with you standing next to miles’ parents doing nothing. you didn’t want to make a move to introduce yourself either, you didn’t know if there was anything for you to say really. honestly rio’s jokes weren’t making it any better either. hearing “don’t take him from me.. oh! you can’t cause he’s grounded haha” and “don’t break his heart” coming from rio’s mouth was just making you want to get bitten by a spider so you can turn invisible in that moment.

gwen trying to escape the moment made up that she needed to get her steps in and go. turning around to give miles a handshake, she glanced over, noticing you in the corner. not wanting to be rude, you just gave a wave. she gave you a small smile until taking off down the stairs.

once she left, jeff also left to return to the party leaving miles, rio, and you behind. miles ignored both of your presence and leaned against the railing, shoving his face into his hands. you went up to miles and rubbed his back.

“i’m sorry miles,” he glanced over at you and gave a sigh. you looked over you shoulder and looked at rio. she seemed to be thinking. deciding to give miles and his mom a little time to talk, heart to heart, you descended down the stairs.

looking down at the city below you, millions of thoughts run through your mind. almost all of them being about miles. you wanted to help him, you wanted to be there for him in every way, but you just don’t seem enough. you didn’t know what to do and you don’t want to try to seem understanding when you have absolutely no idea what he’s going through. you just want him to feel at peace with you. there’s nothing you want more in the world than seeing miles happy. although the feeling in your stomach of knowing that miles’ happiness lies with gwen and not with you just made you nauseous, you knew you had to let him go. but, before you let him go… maybe you’ll try.

seeing miles and his mom done talking, you see miles about to leave. getting a feel of adrenaline through your veins, you ran after him before he managed to take a step down the stairs.

“miles! where are you going?” you cocked your head to the side.

“i’m going after gwen. there’s something going on and i’m going to follow after her,” he tapped his feet and glanced around as if he’s if a rush.

“wait, miles what? you’re leaving? do you even know where you’re going?”

“no, but i know that i’m needed y/n. i gotta go now like i have this feeling.”

“wait so you’re skipping out on your dad’s celebration for a girl?”

“n- no! there’s something going on and i need to fix it” miles was starting to squirm eager to put on his suit and swing through the city.

“is there gonna be a day where you live for yourself? i understand that you’re spiderman and you help out the people, but you can’t be doing this constantly miles. you’re a highschool student and have so m-”

“no, you don’t understand! no one understands! but there are people out there who will-”

“c’mon miles, don’t be like that. i know i don’t exactly understand because i was bitten by a spider or anything, but i’m trying to understand through you and being there for you!” the tone in your voice starts getting a bit higher.

“i just learned that there’s a way for me to see other people who are just like me! i need to go!”

“you know what miles? go. i’m trying so hard to be supportive but-”

“well you’re not. i don’t want to escalate this any farther. i’m going… bye y/n” before you could respond miles ran down the stairs leaving you with a lump in your throat. you didn’t want to start anything, you just wanted miles to try to get a piece of normality within his crazy spider life.

sighing once more, you decided to sit on the ledge and look off into the distance wondering how you were gonna fix it between you two.

#miles x reader #miles morales x reader #miles morales x you #across the spider verse #earth 1610 miles morales x reader #1610!miles morales x reader #miles molares #astv miles #miles morales x reader angst #miles morales x y/n #x reader #x y/n #earth 1610 #across the spider verse spoilers #across the spiderverse #spider man: across the spider verse

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kvthgok · 8 months

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Pain In the Ass | Miguel O’Hara x Teen Spider Reader (Platonic obv)

Warnings- none

Summary- Miguel scolds you for going on a mission he told you not to go on but you had enough of it

Side note- OMMLLL I HAVENT WROTE IN SOOO LONG IM SO SORRY YALL 💀🙏. ANYWAYYYSSSSSSS this one takes a lil just a lil turn Yk 🌝 OKAY ILL SHUT UP ENJOY THIS OR DONT IDC 🤍 (Not Proof Read hehe)

Miguel was always busy with dealing with a multiverse falling apart, so he didn't have much time to deal with his rebellious kid.

Basically you.

Miguel was standing on the platform where he was looking at all the floating holographic screens , not realizing that his kid had once again escaped for like the 100th time today. . .

"Chinga tu madre. . ." He muttered and groaned to himself when he noticed that you weren't in your usual spot in his big “man cave’” as you would call it when you were younger

Miguel took a deep breath.

He sighed "Lyla, where is my kid?"

Lyla appeared, “tsk tsk your always losing your her Miguel” she said annoying him

Miguel pinched his bridge of his nose, “just tell me where she’s at lyla” clearly getting pissed off

Lyla rolled her eyes in her normal sassy way, “she’s in another universe fighting an anomaly—you know the one you told her not to go fight” she said looking up from her phone

Miguel rolled his eyes, "I give this kid one rule... "Pendeja, I told her to stay away from that anomaly!“" He muttered under his breath.

Miguel sighed, wondering what he had done to deserve having such a rebellious child

"Lyla, call the others. Make sure they know there is an anomaly in that universe."

Miguel sighed deeply, annoyed at how his daughter constantly disobeyed him.

"I didn’t sign up to be a father to be disobeyed constantly. I told her to stay away from that anomaly and now she’s in trouble. She never listens to a single word I say. She’s so impulsive, I swear to god..."

Miguel clearly irritated from my rebellious actions opens up a portal to that universe you were in

He saw you flying and fighting the anomaly. He had to admit it for my age you were better than the other at the Spider Society.

After a few minutes you got done and tied the anomaly up with your spider webs and you were about to open a portal back to the HQ spider society until you saw Miguel. “Oh hey” you said giving him a nervous smile and laugh “funny seeing you here” scratching the back of your neck. Meanwhile Miguel eyes were practically turning red he was super livid.

Miguel was furious as he walked up to you.

"I gave you one rule and you broke it. Now tell me. . . Why did you go to that anomaly after I explicitly told you not to?"

“Cause you told me explicitly not to go” You said

"And you thought that was a good idea?"

Miguel was still furious but he was trying not to yell."That anomaly could've killed you! There was a reason why I didn't want you to go near it!"

Starting to get pissed you said,“But guess What? It didn’t kill me” You went through the portal back to the HQ spider society carrying the anomaly and handing it off to another Spider-women with Miguel following through

Miguel was still angry as they both made their way through the portal.

"You know the rules... Yet you still can't manage to follow them. . . You know... I've been too easy with you. I need to actually do something about your disobedience this time."

"Give me your web shooters."

“What no” you scoffed turning around

"Hand. Them. Over. Now."

Miguel was getting angrier by the second. He wasn't playing this time.

"I gave you these to assist you with your duties and to protect you from danger."

"Obviously, you can't do that. So, you won't be needing them."

You mocked him, “yeah yeah whatever “ still not handing them over

You tried to pull away but failed as Miguel grabbed your web shooters and pulled them off. You were furious but knew better then to argue with him.

Miguel rolled his eyes.

"You could've just given them to me."

"...But no. You just HAD to be a pain in the ass and make it difficult for no reason."

He sighed.

"Lyla, make sure you keep a close eye on her for the next couple of days. She's clearly not capable of following simple rules and needs some level of supervision."

Lyla appeared and sighed.

"Oh great, this is going to be fun."

Lyla then turned to you.

"Miguel is right, you know. You need to do a better job at listening to him. I get that it can be tough having a strict father, but rules exist for a reason. You can't just go breaking all of his rules whenever you feel like it. That's not how it works, Y/n."

You glared at Lyla.

Lyla looked at you un-phased by your glaring.

"I'm just saying, Y/n. You could do a lot better at listening to Miguel, especially when he's asking you to do something that's for your safety."

"I know you're a smart kid and you have potential, so I'm confident that you can improve at listening to Miguel."

You completely snapped,“Look he isn’t even my father he’s just another version of my dad from another universe. My REAL father is dead in my universe. And Miguel thinks I’m some replacement cause he can’t accept the fact that HIS REAL daughter is dead. I’m not some sort of second chance for you to be a dad again I hope your remember that Miguel. If anything he’s the REAL Pain In the Ass for thinking he always has to watch me like a hawk everywhere I go”

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timidpumpkin · 1 year

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Hey! I love the dark stucky n all but i honestly hate pink so that gave me an idea: reader being reserved and extra obedient and always freaking out if they mess up (and never going anywhere near the front door) and when stucky asks they say they dont want a pink room while crying

Awhhh but I loooove reader being sooo reserved and extra obedient cause she’s scared 🥺🥺🥺. And I think stucky would be super understanding and considerate if you didn't like pink at all.

So here's a little au about that hehe 🙈🙈🫶🫶

I’m just imagining reader accidentally dropping her sippy cup, making it spill everywhere🥺🥺…

((18+ minors DNI))

Of course, you start to panic, seeing the liquid spread all over the clean floor. You start apologizing profusely when they come to check on you after hearing a noise.

“I-I’m sorries” you cry over and over again, beginning to shake, knowing you’ve done something bad–made a mess.

“Awh no, Angel, hey-” Steve picks you up, noticing you’re standing where the liquid meets your covered toes. “It’s okay baby, don’t cry. It was just an accident.” He sets you on the counter as Bucky cleans your mess. You keep apologizing and crying. Steve and Bucky both reassure ‘it’s fine angel’, ‘don’t worry about it doll’.

After it’s all cleaned up, Steve hands you a new filled-up sippy while Bucky changes your damp socks, knowing they must not feel comfortable or help your distressed mood.

“How about we get you ready for bed early, huh doll?” he asks.

A simple question. But one that makes your already anxious mind mold into guilt. You didn't want to go to bed--Well, that wasn’t exactly true--You didn’t want to go to your room. Your pink room. It was perfect, in every way–except the color. It made you feel so bad. You knew how much they wanted you to love it. You didn’t want them to think you were bad.

“I’ll even read you two bedtime stories,” Bucky interrupts your thoughts, trying to cheer you up. He picks you up and sets you back down on the clean floor. It only makes you feel worse. You’d love it if he read you a million bedtime stories, but it just felt so hard going in your room. It just didn’t feel like yours.

You don’t answer him. Instead, you just stand there, looking almost petrified.

“Doll? Hey, what’s wrong?” he asks as you make no indication of wanting to go to your room. Steve bends down, leveling himself closer to you.

“Sweet girl, can you tell dada what’s wrong? You know we're not upset about the sippy, what’s bothering you babygirl?” Steve asks gently. Still, you only cry harder, not wanting to say what you mean. How could you tell them something like that? Wouldn't they just think you’re a bad girl who doesn't want to listen to daddies and go to your room?

“Jus-jus’ don’t wan’ daddies to be mads at me” you sob sorrowfully into your own hands.

“Oh no, angel...we won’t be mad, as long as you're honest about what’s going on in that little head of yours,” he teasingly pets your head. “we could never be mad at you like that.” He encourages you to speak up, taking your little hands into his softly.

“It-it’s jus-” you try making the words come out, but only more tears fall instead. Steve tugs you closer, hugging you as you weep into his shoulder. Eventually, there’s only one word you’re able to mumble out. Color.

“Color?” He questions gently, trying to confirm what you said, and pulling apart to look at you. You nod your head shamefully, unwilling to look up from the floor.

“What color baby?”

“Room.” you say quietly.

“The color of your room? Pink?” He questions. You nod your head, and it takes him a moment before he realizes what you’re trying to communicate. “You don’t like the pink babygirl?” He asks carefully.

You nod your head in confirmation but the admission only makes you feel worse, causing you to cry harder again.

“I’m sorry,” you say woefully in between sobs.

“Oh angel, no, no. You don’t need to be sorry about that,” You look up to meet his gaze as he wipes the tears from your wet face.

“Really?” You ask sensitively.

“Of course not.” Bucky chimes in, reaching down to pick you up. He bounces you up as he places you around his hip. “Why didn’t you just tell us sooner, doll?” you shrug your shoulders, and mumble an ‘I dunno.’

“I’m so sorry we didn’t know before babygirl. That’s daddies job, we should have known. We’re the sorry one's little princess.” Steve reassures, caressing your cheek while still in Bucky’s arms.

You look back to Bucky, wanting to gauge if he was upset. However, he doesn’t look displeased as only concern laces his features as he looks at you.

“You know, doll, I'm somewhat of a painter myself,” he says lightheartedly, causing a skeptical eyebrow raise from Steve.

“Oh yeah, that so?” Steve jeers.

“Absolutely,” he defends. “After all, who do you think painted your room and did all that hard work in the first place?” he gestures his head towards Steve “not that guy” he teases, making you giggle, bringing a small smile to your face.

“You-you’re not upset I don’t like it?” you ask, still feeling bad since he did it all for you.

“Of course not Doll. What kind of Daddy would I be if I didn’t know your favorite color?” he explains, “now tell us, what colors do you want instead?” you ponder for a moment, thinking.

“Any color you want, angel. Nothing’s too much for our little girl.” Steve smiles at you.

#sorry this took me forever to answer!!#little light thoughts #stucky x little!reader #stucky x reader #daddy!stucky #daddy!stucky x reader #daddy!stucky x little!reader #daddy!steve rogers #daddy!bucky barnes #daddy!steve x little!reader #daddy!bucky x little!reader

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jjunsolos · 2 months

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11. ; the new friend

synopsis - when your best friend dahyun offers to let you stay at her house, you really can’t say no. especially with how things are at the moment. what she didn’t mention is that her little brother lives with her too…

warnings - written, profanity, mentions of food, implied jealousy. lmk if i missed anything !!

wc - 1.5k

author’s note - srry this took so long😭 this chapter is so messy imo but ive done too much to go back and redo it sooo i hope u guys enjoy anyways, srry if u dont🙏🏽😞

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(Y/n’s POV)

‘Blessed’ by Daniel Caesar plays through my headphones as I sit silently on my bus seat. The warm sun shines through the window and lays softly onto my face. My eyes start to feel heavy as the warmth of the sun calms my nerves. But as soon as my eyes start to close, I feel a tap on my right shoulder.

My eyes flutter open and I’m met with a familiar face. It takes me a second to truly process who is standing in front of me. And then it hits me…

It’s the fucking guy I bumped into.

I quickly sit up from my comfortable position and slide the headphones off my head. The guy chuckles.

“Sorry if I startled you. I just recognized you from a few days ago and decided to say hi.” he explains. I awkwardly smile, but appreciate his kindness nonetheless.

“Yeah… sorry again for bumping into you that day. I wasn’t looking but… I should’ve been.” I say guiltily. He just laughs and waves it off with his hand.

“It’s all good. Can I sit with you?” I nod and scootch over to the side, leaving him some space to sit. Once he does, he pushes his hair back with his left hand and looks at me.

“My name’s Cha Eunwoo. What’s yours?”

“Y/n, nice to meet you.”

We shake hands and continue conversating.

Eunwoo was actually really fun to talk to. He somehow managed to make every word come out of his mouth sound hilarious. His laugh is pretty admirable, too. It’s contagious and I can’t help but laugh along.

Time flew by really quickly as we continued to converse. We didn’t even realize that we’ve already reached the bakery.

“Next stop!” the driver announces. Fortunately, it’s only me and Eunwoo that have to exit the bus so we do so fairly quickly.

As the bus drives away, Eunwoo turns to me with a soft smile.

“It was nice getting to know you, Y/n. I’ll see you around!” he says. I look at him, confusion visible on my face.

“What do you mean?”

He tilts his head and his right eyebrow shoots up.

“We’re parting ways now…?” he explains. He looks just as confused as I am.

It takes me a minute to realize what he was talking about. And when I do, I smile. Ohhhh.

“Oh! We’re going to the same place, Eunwoo,” I say with a giggle, “I’m going to start working at the bakery.”

Eunwoo’s face brightens and a sound of excitement erupts from his throat. He then links my arm with his.

“Then c’mon! Let’s go together.”

I sigh as I continue rolling the dough in front of me. It’s been a few hours since I’ve started my shift and things have been going pretty well. Though, I somehow didn’t realize that baking was such hard work. I’ve rolled and kneaded so many doughs, my hands felt like they were going to snap off.

I look up at the clock above me. It’s 12:09, break time. I ding the bell on the wall, indicating that I’m taking a break. That’s when my co-worker, Delilah, walks in with a smile. Delilah is a friend I’ve made today. She’s been keeping me company while I made all the pastries. She talked to me, laughed with me, and even helped me when I needed it.

I shoot her a smile back, mouthing a quick ‘thank you’ as I make my way to the sink.

As I’m scrubbing my hands, someone walks in.

“Oh, hey Y/n!” It was Eunwoo. I smile at him as I dry my hands.

“How’s your first day going so far?” he asks.

“Pretty good! I was just about to take a break.” I explain. He smiles widely and pushes his hair back.

“So was I! …Can I join you?”

I roll my eyes playfully as I drag him to the front of the bakery, our giggles echoing through the room as I do.

Hours have passed and now my shift has ended. I slip my apron off and hang it on the hook. That’s when Delilah comes up next to me.

“You’re leaving?” she asks, a pout displayed on her lips. I giggle and nod.

“Yeah my shift’s over.”

She sighs dramatically and slumps. I chuckle at her silly behavior. She suddenly shoots up and takes her phone out from her jean pocket.

“Here, put your number in.” she says. She sticks her phone out for me to take and so I do, punching in my number.

As I’m typing in my number, I notice Delilah looking at me with teasing eyes. I recognize those eyes. Those are the eyes that Dahyun gives me when I glance at a guy for even a second. I squint my eyes at her.

“What?”

She shrugs.

“Nothing… so… you and Eunwoo.” I knew it.

I whine as she laughs, ignoring the way I’m sulking.

“We’re just friends! Just like you and I are.” I explain, typing in my contact name as ‘Y/n🧸’. She rolls her eyes.

“Whatever you say…”

I hand her phone back with a playful glare before exiting the room.

“Come back tomorrow!” she yells out behind me. I chuckle while shaking my head.

My smile fades, however, when I collide into something, causing me to fall on my ass.

“Shit- are you okay?”

Eunwoo.

I look up and I’m met with his concerned face. I’m completely fine, but I let him pull me up anyways.

The second I’m back on my feet, I swing my arm at him. A loud smack echoes through the bakery as Eunwoo’s mouth hangs open.

“OWW! What was that for?!” he exclaims, rubbing his arm with his other hand. I roll my eyes.

“Why are you always bumping into me?!” I yell. I hold my hand up as if I’m threatening to hit him again. I’m assuming it works because both his hands immediately shoot up to defend himself.

“Me?! Why are you always bumping into me!”

Eunwoo’s eyes roll as he finishes his sentence which makes me laugh. He soon joins me in my laughter.

After a few seconds, I wipe the tears that come out my eyes and sigh.

“Well I should get going, my best friend will be here anytime soon.” I say, swinging my bag onto my left arm. Eunwoo nods.

“Let me walk you out.”

Before I could even reply, he walks to the door, holding it open for me. I smile as I quickly make my way to the door.

Eunwoo and I talk as I continue to keep an eye out for Dahyun’s car. She still isn’t here.

I pull my phone out and check the time, lowkey worried. 3:56. That’s way past when Dahyun is off of work. Where is she?

“You good? You look worried…” Eunwoo asks, a soft concerned look on his face. I smile softly.

“I’m fine… my friend should be here but she’s taking forever…” I explain. I look as far down the streets as I can, hoping to spot her car. But nothing.

Eunwoo clears his throat.

“…I could give you a ride? Only if you want!” he says as his ears turn a shade of red.

“No no no! It’s okay. I’m sure she’s just running late.” I say, “I’ll shoot her a text right now.”

“Y/n it’s fine,” he says with a chuckle. The soft sound makes me look up at his face, “I’m seriously okay with driving you home! …Plus, it could give me an opportunity to get to know you better.”

Eunwoo looks shy as he says that, not even able to look into my eyes. I think for a while. It would be better to go with him right now instead of waiting on Dahyun for who knows how long. Plus, I also wouldn’t mind getting to know him better (could help me get my mind off Jungkook for a while)…

But before I can even agree, a loud honk is heard on my left. I snap my head toward the sound. Dahyun’s car!

The car doesn’t stop moving until it’s right in front of the bakery. But when the window rolls down, it’s not Dahyun in the car…

It’s Jungkook.

My eyes widen and my heartbeat accelerates as I get a good look at his face. His hair looks shorter than it did when I saw him this morning, meaning he just got a haircut. But I’m not complaining. It suits him really well. He’s wearing a white tank top with a gray sweater over it, and his tongue is poking the inside of his cheek. He doesn’t look directly at me, but that’s honestly good because holy shit,

he looks so hot.

“Who’s that?” Eunwoo whispers to me, bringing me back to reality. I look at him with a sheepish smile.

“He’s my best friend’s little brother. Got to go, bye!”

I quickly make my way to the car. The closer I get, the more I notice Jungkook’s facial expression. He kinda looks… pissed? I ignore it anyway and open the door.

“Hi, Jungkook!” I say with a smile. I buckle myself in and wait for him to say something.

“Hm.” Is all he says. I look at him confused, but he just drives off.

Weird.

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kennysimp101 · 2 months

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i’m begging for an Aj imagine where he dates a (female) f1 driver for red bull and in the beginning his friends don’t believe that they are dating cause of how pretty she is 🙏🙏🙏

btw love your work 🫶🏼🫶🏼🫶🏼

"No chance": Aj x reader ☁

A/N: Hello Anon!! Im not a big Aj girly but I love f1 so ofc I loved this idea. I tried my best but it's like I forgot how to write 😭

Also, thanks Love <33, appreciate all of yall, and sorry for the very late update

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You and Aj have been dating for 5 months. It's been amazing. You are a racer and this year you got signed with the leading team in F1, Redbull. You were overjoyed and had your first race in a week. You invited Aj and told him to get his friends along as well.

A week later

The first GP was in Baku, and you had just reached. You went to your hotel and were planning to have lunch with Aj and his friends. You had never met them but you had watched a few of their videos when Aj showed you their channel, and you thought they were hilarious. Aj texts you to come downstairs. You go to the reception and you see Aj standing. “AJ!!” You shout and run over to hug him. You hadn't met in a week since you were so busy with practice. “Y/N, I missed you soo muchh” He says hugging you back. “Are we ready to go?” You ask about the lunch. “I just need to go to my room and wait for the guys to get ready too” He replies “Okayy, im just gonna go get ready as well” You both go into the elevator, Aj gets off on the 3rd floor, where u see his friends, wave slightly before the elevator goes to your floor.

Aj goes to his friends. “Your telling me you pulled her??” Kenny asks. “NO CHANCE MAN BROS LYING” Chunkz shouts louder than expected. “Yeah??” Aj replies confused to all the commotion. “Aj, you know your my friend right? Like we live together and im so close to you, but i call bullshit” niko says. “Aint no way shes your girlfriend, shes too pretty” sharky added on. “I cant believe this man. HOW DO YOU LOT NOT BELIEVE ME?” Aj gets upset. “Nice one bro, its gonna be a great video for you” Chunkz laughs and the rest join in. “I dont even care, just go get ready in 10 minutes for lunch” Aj says as he shakes his head and goes to his room.

10 mins later

All the guys meet up downstairs and are waiting for y/n. “Sooooo your “girlfriend” isn't here yet huh aj?” Niko says, air-quoting girlfriend. “She's coming omg guys believe me she's my girlfriend,” Aj says getting sick of his friends. “Right right we totally believe you bro,” Sharky says sarcastically. Then y/n comes out of the elevator “AJ!! Here!” you shout at him. “Y/N!!” He says back as you walk towards him and his friends. “Guys this is y/n my girlfriend, and y/n this is Niko, Chunkz, Sharky, and Kenny,” He said pointing at each one. “Hey guys, im glad I can finally meet you all!” you say while smiling. All the guys stand with their jaws dropped. “SEE I TOLD YOU!” Aj shouted at them. “What?” you say confused. One of them, you remember as Chunkz says “We saw you in the elevator before, and since youre soo pretty, we just assumed Aj was making this whole thing up as a prank, and we didn't believe him at all… Clearly we were wrong”. You laugh while Aj stands there pouting. “But why?” Kenny asks. “Cause y/n is beautiful, kind and ambitious af?” Aj says like it's the most obvious thing. “No I get that, i was wondering why she would choose you, she's literally a goddess-looking F1 driver, and you're a rat,” He says and all the boys laugh. “Awww, he may be a triangle, but he's a cute triangle” You reply which gets then laughing even more. Aj smacks your arm as you giggle. “She's funny too?? Damn Aj you got nothing over her” Niko says as all of you walk out to go to lunch.

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Kinda short so sorry about that, finals approaching BUT IM TRYING TO START POSTING AGAIN SOOO YAYY. Also I went off the story so many times lmaoo (Thats y the ending is shit sorry). Im gonna try and finish up all the requests I have soon, then I was probably gonna put some f1 fics (Open to requests too)

Anyways love yall <33

#beta squad #aj shabeel #chunkz #king kenny #niko omilana #sharky #aj x reader #sidemen #british youtubers #beta squad x reader

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https-shan · 1 year

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benny weir - cockblock

words: 809

"y/n" benny looked at me with puppy eyes. "what benny?" i smiled and looked at him.

"do you want to come over today?" he asked smiling like a goof. "benny?! she cant we're playing-" ethan came from aroudn the corner.

"hey guys!" rory walked up to all of us smiling. "whats got you all happy" i smirked well looking at rory.

"nothing, cant a guy just be happy?" he looked at me disgusted "not all of us are depressed" he joked with me.

"thats a new low, even for you rory" i rolled my eyes playfully. "hey" he put his hands up like he was surrendering "it was going to come out either way"

i saw erica and sarah walking down the hall. "hey ethan look, your girlfriends walking this way"he hit my forearm. "she's not my girlfriend, you know that"

i tried hiding my laughter. "deny, deny, deny" me and benny said at the same time, and laughed.

ethan put himself together by fixing his colar and fixing whatever rinkles he could find. i smirked looking up at benny.

"so benny-boo what do you say we leave and go-"

"hey y/n i need to talk to you about something" erica spoke up.

i turned to look at her "yeah of course, let's go" i pointed down the hall gesturing her to follow. she obliged

"whats the deal with you and benny? did you guys do anything yet" she smirked.

"well..." i sighed "not really, we get as far as making out and someone interrupts"

"oh.. that sucks" she turned to look at our friends. "i could get you guys alone?" she suggeted.

"E, i love you but i want to get this done myself" i sighed.

"its fine i get it" she turned around "are you coming?" she turned to see if i was behind her.

we got back to the group and talked until the bell rang. we all went our seperate ways, except for me and benny because we had the same class.

we got to Mr. G's class and sat in the back.

"why are we sitting back here?" he looked at me confused. i smiled "no reason, just a change i guess"

he nodded his head and looked up at the board.

we were writing down notes, well i waited for everyone to finish including benny, i was getting bored. Class was almost over but i was extremly bored, an idea popped in my head.

i put my hand on benny's thigh. "what're you doing y/n" he looked at me worried.

i looked at him innocently "nothing benny, what do you mean?" i moved my hand up higher.

"y/n-"

i moved my hand from benny's thigh almost immediately.

"benny" Mr.G clapped his hands together "do you know the answer to the question?" he looked at benny.

"i- uh what? sorry what was the question" he looked up at Mr.G with a slight blush on his face.

the bell rang, "ah next time benny, see you guys tommorow"

i got up from my seat and said goodbye to Mr.G.

i heard someone behind me, already knowing it was benny i moved to the side so he could walk beside me.

"sooo" benny said in a sing-song voice.

"what is it benny?" i smiled.

"no. no no. you dont get to act all innocent now-"

"hey guys!" rory came from around the corner. "hey rory" i smiled.

"how was class, batman" i smiled. "first thank you, no one calls me batman, and it was soooo boring" he chuckled "did not get a thing done"

"rory im sorry but me and benny need to get home, talk tommorow. kay?" i tried my best to get me and benny away from everyone.

once me and benny got to his house, i went in the kitchen to grab some juice.

"y/n, baby" benny was standing behind me. i hummed, i turned to look at him.

"can we finish what you started in class?" he looked at me with hunger in his eyes.

before he could say anything else i leaned up and kissed him, he took no time to kiss back, it was passionate. he put me onto the counter and moved so he was standing in between my legs.

he licked my bottom lip asking for entrance, i opened my mouth and he explored my mouth.

"benny!" we heard the door close. we both groaned, "in the kitchen grandma" i got myself off the counter.

"oh hello y/n, what're you doing here?" she smiled at me.

"uh me and benny have homework to do" i took a sip of my juice.

"mhm" grandma gave benny a look and walked out.

i looked at benny with a worried look "she defiantly knows"

he goaned "its grandma, she knows everything"

sorry if its bad lmao if you have tips to imrpove my writing please dm

#my babysitters a vampire #benny weir imagine #benny weir #ethan morgan #sarah fox #rory keaner #erica jones #slight smut #benny weir smut

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munsonology · 11 months

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Okkaaay here we go i had a thought and had to tell ya🤍 sooo lets say on a day Nunny is running late to meet up with Eddie another Nun takes interest in him (Eddie isn’t interested he is low key in love with Nunny) when Nunny comes out she sees said Nun playing with his jacket , Eddie is visibly annoyed he spots Nunny right and he whispers in the other Nuns ear “meet me out back by the shed next to the graveyard at midnight” Nunny doesnt know his plan she is heartbroken she had bought sexy lingerie for their meet up this afternoon that got interrupted by another sister, sooo he ends up telling Nunny to meet him in that same place and time , the other Nun was running a little behind but when she opens the shed she is met with Eddie railing Nunny and when they realize they are being watched ohh they dont care, Eddie is taunting the other Nun while plowing into Nunny whispering the dirtiest things to her telling her he belongs to Nunny & Nunny is his😌🫦

I’ve been waiting all day to answer this!!!! IM SCREAMING 😭🫠🥵🥵🥵

He so would! He’s a fucking menace! Sister Hazel is a pain in Nunny’s ass, she can’t stand her. She’s always in Nunny’s business.

All of the sisters would get so flustered when one of the bikers would drop off their weekly donation jar for the children’s book fund. Especially if eddie stopped by. Sister hazel made it known (when father wasn’t around) she had a thing for eddie.

Nunny would hear whispers in the convent of sister hazel trying to get close to him. It pissed her off to no end.

Nunny put on her newest lingerie, a white lacey set with garters and stockings. She couldn’t wait to show Eddie what was under her habit today. She made it to the courtyard when she sees sister hazel with her hands all over Eddie’s chest. Her fingers play with the necklace resting on his chest.

Nunny clears her throat interrupting them. “Sister hazel, I thought you had donations to audit.”

Sister hazel rolls her eyes, but not before smirking at Eddie. “I’ll see you in the graveyard shed. Midnight on Friday, just like you asked.”

Sister hazel bumps her shoulder into nunny on her way to the office.

Nunny’s eyes grow wide at the revelation. “I should’ve known you were no good.”

“Nunny it’s not what you think.”

She runs off back to her room, passing by two other sisters. “The children are this way, dear,” one of the nuns directed. Nunny kept marching off.

“Fuck those kids.”

That Friday, nunny collected her mail to see she had a letter from Eddie.

Meet me at the graveyard. 11:30pm. I’ll explain everything.

Nunny met Eddie at the graveyard just like he asked. It was the best decision she made all week.

At midnight, sister hazel made it to the graveyard. The shed was just a bit away, the light already on. She held her head high knowing he was waiting for her.

When she pushed open the door she was met with the most unpleasant sight.

Nunny naked in nothing but her habit, getting fucked from behind by eddie. One knee on the ground, eddie pounded into nunny’s cunt.

“Fuck! You like that sister?”

“Yes eddie! Fuck me!”

“You’re a fucking sinner nunny!”

Eddie shoved nunny’s rosary into her mouth. “You wanna say a prayer? Use your words?”

“Oh my!” Sister hazel clutches her chest.

Eddie yanks nunny’s head up by her habit. “Look at her baby, you want her to watch you get fucked? See how good you take it? Fuck, just wait until she sees how your ass sucks me dry.”

Sister hazel says a prayer. Eddie slows his fucking down. “Hey! You tell anyone, even in confession, of what you saw and I’ll unleash the wrath of satan upon you.”

“The power of God—”

Eddie’s eyes darken to pure black. Sister hazel screams seeing a dark shadow rise behind him on the wall. Horns and wings sending a message of eternity.

Sister hazel passes out cold.

“She won’t bother you again, nunny.” Eddie says sweetly with a kiss on her cheek. “Now, what else can I fill you with?”

#eddie munson/reader #eddie munson x female reader #munsonology’s eddieverse #fem reader #sav’s mailroom #sav’s moots #biker!eddie #biker eddie munson #munsonology’s biker!eddie #eddie munson fem!reader #biker!eddie and nun!reader #eddie and nunny #biker!eddie munson #sav’s multiverse of eddie’s #eddie munson smut #rx smut

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gravity-reject · 11 months

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Could I request relationship headcannons for sugar belle with a gn s/o

AWE SUGARBELLE, MY SWEET GIRL! Sorry I didn't get to your request sooner, I just noticed it! I hope you like these headcanons anyway!🧁

-BEST GIRLFRIEND/WIFE EVER! She is literally the sweetest mare ever for her partner!

-My girl knows her self-worth, and she 100% knows yours as well, and she will definitely stand up for her partner if she feels you aren't being treated kindly or with respect. "Hey! You can't talk to them like that, who do you think you are!"

-Her love languages are acts of service and gift giving! (Gift giving being mostly her baked goods...what can she say? She loves spoiling you with her baking) With acts of service, she likes very meaningful acts of service, like helping you with chores in her spare time! And she loves it when you help with her baking (as long as you aren't a disaster in her kitchen lol) and always let's you have first taste!

-As previously stated above, she really appreciates your honest opinion on her baking! (Because it's always good, I mean CMON!) And will always ask, "How's that one, Sugar? Is it your favorite? I tried a new technique this time with the oven"

-If you have an allergy, like celiac disease or a diary allergy, she WILL make you a substitute! And you know that stereotype that gluten-free cookies aren't as good? Well, NOT HERS they will be sooo good and just for you! :)

-She also is a believer in personal space. She likes time to herself where she can bake or just relax, and she wants her partner to go do whatever their talent or hobby is! She will always be waiting for you with a new baked good when you get home.

- She doesn't like long, overcomplicated pet names... she likes short and sweet ones! Mostly baking or food based obviously (Sugar, Honey, SweetPea, ect)

-When it comes to cuddles, she honestly strikes me as the type of mare to fall asleep, cuddling her partner and then waking up on the other side of the bed sprawled out lol. Besides sleeping, she likes laying her head on your shoulder/next to yours, or when laying down she lays her head on the back of your neck, almost completely on top of you "You comfortable s/o?"

-Sugar Belle as I've mentioned is so sweet, whether or not she would like to admit it she is a crier...she just thinks you're so sweet and kind and you take such good care of her and she can't believe you did this for her and- oh boy here come the waterworks...Tears mostly just well up in her eyes when you do something particularly nice for her.

- For jealousy, I'm convinced she would be passive aggressive...like she would TRY to be nice, but she would have that tone of voice that proves otherwise, yknow? Now, if she's built up enough, she might just say something... she wouldn't explode or nothing obviously but she would walk up to them and say "Hey (Insert Name), I see the way you're looking at and acting around my partner s/o, and I would like you to stop" if she said this early on she would say it in her typical sweet voice but if it was later, after she's been built up she would have such an attitude when saying it.

- When you are upset SHE gets upset she's very emotionally connected to you and if you start crying she will inevitably also tear up, she will usher you to sit down and get comfortable while she quickly whips you up something sweet, after she will ask you what happened. God forbid somepony did this.

-She would like a family one day... she would like to focus on her bakery for now, but later in life, she would love some foals or fillys:)

-This is to the point, but her favorite form of physical affection is Bunny kisses... She loves rubbing noses with you!

- "I love you honeybunch, Dont you ever forget it" *Bunny Kiss*

#mlp x reader #Sugarbelle x reader #Mlp #Mylittlepony #Sugarbelle #Fanfic #x reader #RequestsAreOpen

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wooblrb · 3 months

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the law of being friends with a male: chapter 13 :pppp

genre,, fluff, friends to lovers, slow burn ??

pairing: junghoon x fem!reader

warnings: none,,

masterlist 𓇢𓆸

taglist ^-^: @dogyunslover @fordohyon

a/n: HI GUYSS sorry for not posting in sooo long T-T ive been soo busy with school :P lmk what you guys thinkkk this chap is ANOTHER boring chapter but i promis it will get better soon LOL also no sill emoji for this one૮(˶╥︿╥)ა i couldnt find a good place for it...

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“OMG A GIRL FROM THE SENIOR CLASS JUST CONFESSED TO JINSIK!”

“so thats why everyone was screaming and whispering to each other?”

“yes, and i heard that he didn’t even know who she was…”

“he doesn’t know her? then why did she confess..”

“isn’t it obvious? she only fell for his good looks rather caring about was in the inside..”

“hey jays here, shhh.”

the school has gone crazy over this. I’ve heard jinsik talk about the random confessions he has received so many times that i’m not really interested in all this gossip. i can already guess the outcome.

“ah! what’s wrong with you?” i exclaim with a startled expression as jiwoon stands over my desk with a blank face.

“that senior who just confessed..i heard she’s really pretty..” jiwoon says while placing her hands on each side of my desk and leans in more.

“um why are you asking?” i look up at her confused.

“WILL THEY START DATING? HER AND JINSIK.” she shouted in my face.

“oh.. i dont know..”

‘i dont think so.. after all, jinsik like bora.’

“well ive never seen that jinsik had a girlfriend before.. so im skeptical..” she continues to glare at the gossipers who are still talking about the situation.

“hmm don't you think you’re being overly dramatic right now.. why are you acting like this…( ≖_≖ )” i say while squinting my eyes.

she clears her throat and avoids eye contact.

“i-i was just curious.. um you.. are you ok? didn’t you say you like him last time?” she changes the subject and sits across from me.

“yea,, i did but.. i really dont feel anything right now.” i admit while resting my head on my hand.

“really? are you sure? nothing at all?? wow..” jiwoon’s eyes widen while i nod.

there are so many things on my mind right now that the confession to jinsik isn’t really bothering me. first! what is moon bora’s relationship with junghoon?! second! why is junghoon suddenly avoiding eye contact with me?! hes done that twice today!! first during lunch..then when we ran into each other during cleaning time! he didn’t even spare a glance… at first i assumed he wasn’t doing it on purpose… but he keeps he always keep a straight face while doing it T-T.

*DING*

i grab my phone and check to see who messaged and i see its jinsik.

*hey y/n*

*what’s up?*

*do you want to walk home with me today?*

*sure !*

*cool lets go now*

i look behind me and see him talk with his friends. he looks up from his phone and gives me a thumbs up and i do the action back.

ദ്ദി ˉ͈̀꒳ˉ͈́ )✧

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jinsik and i stop outside the school before we start walking. we play a game of rock paper scissors to too who hold the others backpack, and unfortunately, i lose.

“haha! here you go~~!” jinsik giggles as he places his bag on my back.

“ugh lets go.(¬_¬)” i grunt as i start walking.

jinsik catches up still laughing a bit as we walk in a comfortable silence.

“oh right.. jinsik, didn’t someone confess to you today?” i break the silence.

“oh.. yes how did you know?” he looks down at me, confused.

“i don’t think there anyone in school who hasn’t heard about it..” i say, looking back at him.

“you didn’t know her right?”

“so word of that has already spread everywhere…”he huffs, surprised that everyone knows.

“hmm maybe there a couple people who don’t know?” i try to reassure him.

“are you going to date her?”

“no.. i rejected her.. didn’t the gossipers say that already?” jinsik jokes as he looks at me.

i giggle and shake my head.

“ah right.. bora was there too.” he adds, looking away.

“b-bora!?” i exclaim in shock.

‘but jinsik likes bora..it must’ve been awkward..’

“did something bad happen..? i ask.

“no.. i don’t think so.. her expression was clearly surprised though..” he explains.

“oh i see..”

‘its impressive that jinsik doesn’t care about such trivial matters..’

“she’s not very witty when it comes to that..” he looks at me and smiles.

“jinsik you’re not the best at that either!” i exclaim.

“of course i am~ you get concerned with minor details or actions of the person you like, no matter what. i cant really do anything about it.” he states, looking forward.

(⊙_⊙)

‘why did i.. think of kim junghoon after hearing that?’

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#junghoon x reader #junghoon xikers #kpop #xikers fanfic #xikers fluff #xikers imagines #xikers reactions #xikers #xikers x reader #jinsik xikers #jinsik x reader #jinsik

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prettyvyll · 3 months

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Ｂｅｔｔｅｒ?- 𝑪. 𝒔𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒐𝒍𝒐

IN WHICH, Kiana harris gets a new boyfriend, and her closest "best friend," and roommate, Chris Sturniolo gets jealous.

disclaimers: smut. IDK WHAR ELSE??

Kiana's pov!

I was sitting in my bed, on facetime with my boyfriend, Alan, getting ready for our date.

"You look so pretty." Alan said, smiling at me through the phone.

"thank you." i replied, still applying my mascara, when my roommate, my best friend, Chris walked in.

"Hey. where ya goin'?" Chris asked me, looking me up and down, before finally his gaze landing on my eyes.

"A date, with my boyfriend, Alan." I said, now applying blush.

I swear, i could see the jealousy growing onto Chris's face, he did a fake smile and nodded, before walking back out of my room.

I continued getting ready, and my boyfriend arrived at our place, i walked outside and got into his car.

"You ready, baby?" Alan asked me, i nodded, and we began driving off, we arrived at the restaurant we were having dinner at.

a few hours pass, and i order an uber home, i walk inside, seeing Chris glaring at me.

"Tell me, Kiana," he started, a lump formed in my throat, "is he better? better than me, kiana?" he stepped closer to me.

"Chris, what do you mean?" i mumble, he leans down, and his warm breath brushes against my ear.

"Tell me, kiana, do you think he's better than me, can he make you feel as good as i can? hmm..?" he whispers, laying his hands on my waist.

"Well i mean–" i start, but he interrupts, "Kiana, don't fucking lie, does he make you feel as good as i can?"

"Chris, I'm not going to answer that." i say, and he starts brushing his thumb over my bottom lip.

"This remind you of anything, hmm?" he asks, but before i can answer, he presses his lips on mine, pushing me against the wall, i dont resist.

he slips his tongue into my mouth, and slightly tugs at my hair, i moan softly against his mouth, and we continue kissing before pulling away, but he moves his mouth towards my neck, kissing it.

he brings his hand to my thigh and runs his finger over it, before reaching to the bottom of my dress.

"off." he says, and i nod, allowing him to take it off, leaving me in my bra and shorts, he does the same, removing his shirt and his pants, he's standing in his boxers.

and

holy

fucking

shit.

he is rock fucking hard, it probably hurts.

i slide off my shorts, before also removing my bra.

"So fucking beautiful, baby." Chris says, running his hands over my body, before playing with the waistband of my underwear, "mind if i take em' off?" he asks, "yea, go ahead," i say, smiling at him.

he slides off my underwear, before taking off his boxers, "You're sure, right ma?" he asked, and i nodded, and he lined himself up with my entrance.

he slid the tip in slowly, and waited til' i adjusted when i gave him the go ahead, he started thrusting, being gentle, yet fast at the same time, letting out little grunts as he moved.

i moaned as he thrusted, he sped up a bit, and i scratched at his shoulders.

"fu-fuck, chris!" i moaned, and he continued thrusting, feeling me get closer, he started thrusting quickly.

"cum with me, ma." he said, as i slowly let go of myself, letting out small moans, and i felt his dick twitch inside of me, feeling his load shoot up into me.

he pulled out, before walking off, he grabbed a warm wet rag, and cleaned us both off, before taking care of me, we both got dressed, before cuddling on the couch.

"so is he better than me, ma?" chris asked jokingly.

"no." i replied, laying my head in the crook of his neck and drifting to sleep.

EMMA'S SPEAKING!!

HELP. i hope u guys enjoyed this, i dont normally write smut sooo if its not great thats why! anyways have a good time. LOVE YOU GUYS.

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