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would you consider writing the time when max realized that he loved yn?
i remember that he was like in a mindset of idgaf what happens with her im js happy being best friends and having her in my life but i wonder how he got to that point
The way this came out…idk I hope you like it 😂 I really wish I’d retconned this whole situation but I stayed true to the fic timeline.
I just…I really hope you don’t hate it 🫠
✨Set after Max wins his 3rd championship in Qatar✨
Honestly, who (is he) to fight the alchemy?
Max has been in love before. He knows what it feels like. It felt like winning a race. The adrenaline, the elation, the satisfaction, the sliver of relief. He didn’t think there was a better feeling, and if you feel that when you’re with someone, then that must be love.
He never felt like that with you. So he wasn’t in love. He loved you, but he wasn’t in love. Thank God for that, he’d always thought to himself. Max didn’t put effort into games he wouldn’t win and the games you played with men didn’t have a rule book. He was just so lucky, to have you as a friend, and a roommate, and a feline co-parent, and that’s how it would stay.
Except, when the journalist had asked him if you were going to live with him after he retired, he didn’t know what to say. Of course you would, except, how would your boyfriend feel about that? And of course he wanted you to, but he wanted a family, too. But you were family, in some complicated way that he’d never realised before that moment might mean that you wouldn’t always be…with him.
And he didn’t have the desire or the language skills to explain that to a random German journalist. He’d rattled off some answer about how he never knew what the future would bring. It was true, he didn’t think much about the future. But he should have, because when he did it always had you in it.
He wanted a house, and a wife, and kids. It wasn’t like he envisaged doing all that with you. Except, he hadn’t envisaged doing any of it without you, either. It was always you imagined having breakfast with, you he imagined would teach his kids to ski, you he thought about when he thought about buying one of those mansions in the hills above Monaco. Naively, he hadn’t imagined either of you with partners that would mind you and Max living your lives together. It sounded fucking stupid when he thought about it. But, it’s not like he was going to marry you, because he’s not in love with you.
It’s not like I’m in love with her. He’d said that before.
Aren’t you, Max?
Isn’t he?
Is he?
So now here he is, at this totally-not-a-party party, celebrating his this third world championship, wondering if he’s in love. Wondering if that even matters. The music is loud, not enough to drown out his thoughts. He can’t even drink too much because he still has a race tomorrow. He feels lightheaded enough.
He doesn’t know why he’s questioning himself. He has an answer. He knows what being in love feels like, and he doesn’t feel that about you. How he does feel about you, is…not quantifiable. Except he’d really like a name for it right about now. One that’s not going to spin his whole world off its axis. But then, he’s not exactly the axis, is he? Not really.
He should feel like the centre of the universe tonight. He’s lost count of how many times he’s received praise and congratulations, plaudits, and pictures, even gifts. Everyone wants to be in his orbit, everyone wants to talk to him, everyone except you.
You’re leaning against the balcony, bopping along to the music, talking to his dad of all people, your flushed face and lazy grin telltale signs you’ve had too much to drink. Jos is as close as he ever gets to smiling, a telltale sign he’s had too much to drink, and the two of you are, as usual, talking over each other. His eyes linger on your long legs and gentle curves. It would be cutting a corner, to say he’s in love with you, because how can you not be at least a little bit infatuated with the most beautiful woman you’ve ever seen? But that’s not love, exactly. Even half drunk, with all this talk of spinning and the party beginning to blur at its edges, the only thing he can see clearly is you. You don’t even notice him looking, because you’re so used to feeling eyes on you.
No, being around you has never felt like winning much of anything. It actually feels a bit like he’s fighting for his life. It feels like…driving, he realises, as the gin starts to hit.
Being around you was like being in the RB19. Like being behind the wheel of something that could kill you, but fits you like a second skin. Like the illusion of having control of a force of nature. It was like living on a knife edge, but building a home there. Comfortable with the uncomfortable, they’d called him, and nothing had ever made him as uncomfortable as you.
If that was being in love, he’d probably been in love with you for as long as his dad said he was.
You don’t notice him looking, but Jos does. He waves Max over, and Max is glad for an excuse. His body gets up before he’s decided to, and he blinks furiously as he walks, trying to focus his thoughts enough to hold a conversation with you when he’s beginning to think he might-
“Maxy,” you say, grinning like it’s the first time you’ve seen him all night.
Fuck. Fuck.
Oh, fuck. The gin’s coming back. For a second he feels like he’s either going to ask you to marry him or vomit all over you.
“I’m leaving. She’s all yours,” Jos says, and Max steadies himself. His dad leans over and gives him one last hug before switching to Dutch. “Get her to bed. And yourself, also. You’ve still got to race tomorrow,”
Max nods and waves him off, closing his arms around you when you wobble, leaning into him for stability. Jos gives you a pat on the shoulder before disappearing into the crowd, and you teeter again, pushing you further into Max. The extra weight is like a balm on what is now a gaping, raw wound, with the nerves exposed. He will never recover from this.
You turn in his arms, scrunching your nose in displeasure as you look up at him. “I hate this hat,” you flick the brim of his World Champion cap. “Worst hat they ever made you. Next year, we do a better one,”
“Okay,” he says, chuckling as the hat leaves his head.
“Can I have this?” You’ve already put it on.
“Sure,”
Take it. Take my Valkyrie. Take the trophy. Take my last name.
“Why are you looking at me like that?”
He doesn’t know how he’s looking at you. Is it different than he looked at you two hours ago? Different then when you were 19?
He just shrugs, tipping the hat back for you, since it’s so big. “You’re drunk,” he yells over the music.
You lean in, so close that he’s intoxicated by the scent of your perfume, champagne, and Red Bull. He turns away from you slightly, because he’s had too much to drink to be this close to you.
“I know,” you whisper to him, your lips grazing his cheek as you talk. That’s not helping. He turns back to you, finding your eyes searching his. For the first time, he’s worried what you might see. Because you’ve always seen him too clearly. It was awful, then exhilarating, now it’s just fucking terrifying. Your eyes narrow and Max thinks you’re about to outright accuse him of wanting- “You’re supposed to be drunk, too,”
He laughs. He laughs at your pout, at getting away with it, for a little while longer, at least, and he laughs because on the night he’s won a world championship he realises he lost his heart a long time ago.
Loving you didn’t feel like a winning a race, it felt like driving in one. And after all, isn’t driving all he ever wanted to do?
“I am, Engel,” he says, “trust me, I am.”
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#tonight or tomorrow morning actually is the 4 year anniversary of my dog dying and like surprise surprise lol im still not over it like.#i honest to god dont think i ever will. i honestly dont know how people move on and get other pets and just. keep on living like i#understand it like for some people it's part of the healing process but i just could never do it. like i just cant even fathom#i dont know that's not the point. the point is im having such a hard time because everytime i do anything tonight i keep thinking#4 years ago i still had my dog or 4 years ago in 5 hours i didnt know id be going to the vet at 1am and going home without my dog at 5am#and i just keep reliving it no matter how hard i try to not. and on one hand i want it hurt like i want to remember it just to punish myself#i just i just cant move on like it's just. i went 24 years of my life without ever experiencing death and then 4 years ago today my dog dies#in the most tragic possible way ever and then 11 months later my other dog who i had for 17 years since i was 8 dies and yeah still#not over that one either because i never let myself process that or truly grieve her because i had to shut that up real tight#or i would have lost it for real. and i have the most fucked up miserable tragic dreams about her so many nights a week#because she was old and had been u know. like old dogs do they just decline and that was impossibly hard to watch but at least i kind of#knew it was coming u know but like with my other dog. there was just absolutely no warning it was so sudden and it just ripped me apart and#i honest to god will never be okay again and then 6 months after all that i find out my ex died and only because after 6 years i finally#Finally decide to have the guts to talk to him again and apologize and explain and try to be friends and then nope he's dead#then in between all those deaths a super close family friend died and my grandpa my dad's dad died and like it's just#i had never even experienced death before and then all of a sudden i was engulfed in it and i just dont know how to come back from it.#but tonight is just. painful. like i havent even said his name out loud since it happened. i cant talk about him at all just writing this i#want to cry like it just fucking hurts forever. and it should i guess.#and i feel so stupid because so many times i wonder if my cat even remembers them and i wonder if she misses them too and idk#that makes me feel stupid and emotional and im just a wreck but i should be.
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hey mae! it’s been awhile since i’ve sent an ask but im always reading your work girl! i love how you write tbh. if you’re up to it do you think you could write something with poly marauders, where the reader has trouble eating and making themself eat due to poor appetite. my appetite really does come and go and ever since covid (maybe before) it’s like eating makes me feel revolted. sometimes i just don’t feel like eating bc of other things like depression, adhd, anxiety. i was just wondering if you could write something with the boys helping out the reader with finding out what sounds good, cooking, and eating if possible. sometimes having someone around to talk to and hang out with makes it so much easier to deal -🌶️
Hey Pepper, thank you sm! And thanks for being patient with me <3
cw: lack of appetite, mention of skipping meals
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The sun’s going down, the last dregs of its light spilling brilliant and golden over the book in your lap, and you can feel your boyfriends starting to get restless. Well, two of them.
“If we’re missing half the ingredients,” Sirius says, trailing James into the kitchen, “it’s not going to be any good.”
James only tsks. “Ye of little faith. That’s what improvisation is for.” He starts pulling things down from the cabinet.
“You’re not even going to glance at the recipe?”
“I don’t need to. I know the general vibe.”
“Help!” Sirius calls towards the living room. “He’s gone off the rails. Remus, come fix it.”
Remus turns around to look over the back of the sofa, his shoulder brushing yours as he does. He’s sitting right up against you despite the couch being empty, not that you mind. Remus is sort of like a cat that wants to be near you but not always to be pet. His touches are often like this, passive gestures like a hand on your head or his thigh pressed against yours. It works for you just fine; you can feel the affection bleeding into you from any point of contact.
“Don’t you think we should just eat out?” Sirius asks, tilting his head and doing that thing with his eyes that you all pretend doesn’t work on you.
Impressively, Remus keeps his face impassive. “I’m having leftover brussels sprouts,” he replies, “so it’s not really my concern. Anyway, James has a good history with not following recipes.”
“Exactly,” James says, grinning at Sirius, who scowls. But then he fixes his gaze on Remus. “So why are you having that, Rem? Have what I’m making.”
“Because they’re going to go bad, and I’m not hungry enough for a big meal.” The last part is said somewhat quieter, directed towards the living room as he turns back around and picks up his own book.
Out of the corner of your eye, you can see James frown, but he glances at Sirius and they seem to collectively decide not to push it. Remus’ appetite isn’t much better than yours. He has his better days, but it’s not uncommon for him not to feel up to what your other boyfriends would consider a whole meal or to eat only chocolate until Sirius hounds him into something more substantial.
James looks to you hopefully. “You’ll have some, won’t you sweetheart?”
You wince, hating to let him down, and from the look on James’ face he clocks the guilt in your expression before even you get a chance to say, “I don’t think I’m really up to it tonight, either.”
James deflates, but he’s clearly trying to put on a brave face. “That’s alright. I think I’ll just save it for another night, then.”
“I’m sorry,” you say, setting your book facedown on the armrest and turning around to face him more fully. “You could still make it and just put leftovers in the freezer. Maybe I’ll have some tomorrow.” You wince again as soon as you say it. No promises, though.
The smile James gives you is comforting if not totally satisfied. “It’s okay. I’ll just make it another time, it’s not a problem.”
You return his smile, close-lipped. Sirius is looking at you with narrowed eyes, arms crossed like he’s sizing you up.
“What are you going to eat?” he asks.
“Hm?”
“What are you going to have instead?” You hesitate, and he tilts his head knowingly, a piece of hair slipping from behind his ear to drape over his shoulder. “You need to have something, especially since you didn’t have lunch.”
From the kitchen, James looks at you. “You didn’t?”
“I just…don’t feel like it.” It’s a feeble argument even to your own ears, and the look Sirius gives you says that he thinks so, too.
“You can’t miss two meals,” he says obstinately. “Even Remus is having some brussels sprouts.”
You look to Remus to be offended at the even Remus comment, but he only shrugs. You’re on your own.
“What sounds good?” he asks you.
You try not to pout. “Nothing. Everything sounds gross.”
“C’mon, baby.” Sirius leans against the countertop. “It doesn’t have to be strictly dinner food, yeah? Just anything that sounds like you’d be willing to eat it.”
You think for a minute. Remus touches the back of his hand to your leg, knuckles soothing over the skin beside your knee.
“I guess…ice cream sounds okay,” you say hesitantly. “But I know that’s not exactly nutritious…”
“Would a milkshake be close enough?” James pipes up.
You shrug. “I guess.”
He grins. “I can do that for you, love. Just gimme a sec.”
James is a loud cook. You go back to your book while cabinet doors slam and the blender whirs and you hear a muffled “oh, shit” as something is undoubtedly dropped on the floor, but a minute later he’s bringing you a glass of something thick and chocolate-y looking. You smile at the added garnish of mint and a straw, reaching for it.
“Thanks, Jamie.”
He winks. “Anytime.”
Remus is the only one courteous enough not to obviously watch while you take a sip, and you feel your eyebrows raise as you look up at James.
“This is really good,” you say. He practically glows at the praise. “I didn’t even know we had chocolate ice cream.”
Sirius barks a laugh, and James’ smile widens.
“What?” you ask.
“We don’t,” he admits. “Will it ruin your appetite if I tell you it’s not actually ice cream?”
You shake your head, sucking at the straw. “I’m already drinking it, so.”
James beams. He really is looking very proud of himself. “It’s a protein shake. A pretty balanced meal, actually.”
“Nice!” You grin at him, taking another hearty slurp mostly because you know it’ll please him. “It’s perfect, thank you.”
“Gotta keep our sweetheart fed,” he says, bending down for a kiss. Sirius and Remus’ hums of approval nearly harmonize, and you and James share an elated look while they both do their best to pretend like it didn’t happen.
“Can I try?” Remus asks, and you tilt the cup towards him in invitation.
He wraps his lips around your straw, sipping hesitantly. He looks mildly impressed.
“Could you make me one of those too?”
From the look on James’ face, he’d be delighted to. “Course, love.” He plants a smacker on Remus’ cheek and nearly knocks Sirius over as he beelines for the kitchen.
“This is just excellent,” Sirius gripes, but you see the satisfaction in his expression. “Now that you two have blown up his ego, I’ll have to eat something he makes too.”
“Correct,” James says brightly. “And you should be so lucky.”
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U know smth is going on when is 4:30 am and ur trying to learn how to do a backflip
#1#some guy said i can do it but i just have a mental break bc of fear and im gonna fully trust him on that#not sure WHAT is going on but i wonder if i just stay up tonight and sleep tomorrow night#if i should just*
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You should make the millionare a virgin loser who doesnt know the touch of anything but his own hand and then slut reader outtttt. Make it fresh u kno?
Teaser(?)
His fingertips traced down the curve of your spine, caressing the skin that was presented to him. Calloused pads trailed along blemishes and marks like the most stunning of paintings, mapping each and every feature.
His nose bumped into the curve of your shoulder, nuzzling against the skin as he exhaled. His body cooled from the previous heat and steam of late night activities. And though he yearned for more, his mind craved the comfort of just laying together.
But all good things come to an end. The sound of a small ding coming from your phone, roused you to sit up from the silk sheeted bed. Your fingers rubbed against the sores of your muscles as you reached for the infuriating device, the bright light blinding you amidst the dark room for merely a moment before you swiped through your lock screen. He watched intently as your eyes fluttered over the text.
“Mm…It seems I have to go, Mr. K..” Your voice soothed his senses, though your words made his eyes narrow. Only slightly.
Another client.
Often times, he wondered if you did these things to taunt him. If you somehow knew of his infatuation, and paraded yourself around this way to mock him for his cowardice.
And as he bit back the urge to call you back, to tempt you back into his arms so you could sleep in each others embrace. So he could savor the feel of your skin and the smell of your hair. He believed this to be even further the case, as he was made to watch you re-dress in preparation to leave him. Alone. Again.
But he did nothing. Not even a noise of acknowledgment, leading you to believe he may have fallen asleep.
Kane was not a beggar.
Your bare feet padded across the cold wooden floor of the bedroom, and you shivered. You wanted to go back to the bed, to swaddle yourself in it’s expensive warmth. But, you needed the money. And while one night with Mr.K would hold you over for well into a month, you couldn’t stop a small seed of greed to sprout through your heart.
“I’ll pay double.”
You stopped, hand just about curved around the golden, cold handle of the door. Perhaps you had misheard?
“Im sorry?”
You turned back, nearly jumping at the sight of dark grey eyes that bore deep into your flesh. Mr.K was not an expressive man. Not even in the most intimate of actions did his facade fail him. Hardly even a noise. You often wondered if you pleased him the way he did you.
Mr.K was a very skilled lover, despite having admitted to never laying with another before you. He was attentive in ways none of your clients had ever been. Learning the in’s and out’s of your body, seemingly rapt in your pleasure more so than his own.
“I’ll pay double.”
Your lips pursed in confusion. “Double..what?”
Mr.K did not beg. He asked for very little.
“Double whatever your client is paying. If you stay tonight.”
Your skin tingled. And the offer was deliciously tempting. “It would be bad for business if I canceled now..” that was only partially true.
The air felt warmer then it had before. Your previously cooles skin now feeling hot, under the intense gaze of the man before you.
“Triple.”
Spit lodged in your throat and you choked, eyes widening momentarily, and for just a second you swore a flash of amusement had invaded those cold eyes. “Th-that’s…is there something..you want to do?” Paying so much usually meant the request would be something…more unsavory.
“Rest with me. Then, tomorrow we’ll go out together. For a date.”
That couldn’t be all?
But it was.
With a soft heart for the quiet man before you, you undressed once again and slipped beneath the now cold duvet, exhaling in tired awe at the comfort it swaddled you in.
Your skin tingled as a hot breath beat down on it, and as fingers traced against your skin and through your hair once again. Gentle kisses littered your collar and neck.
It was romantic in a way. Despite him being one of your clients, time with him always felt a bit special. A bit more intimate.
You knew Kane was a lonely man. You often wondered why he never sought out a wife for the comfort he seems to crave.
But, as his strong warm arms curved around your waist, and pulled you flush against his chest, you found yourself a bit selfishly happy about that fact.
Sleep came easily to you that night, under the intense gaze of the man beside you.
Your client stopped responding to you the following morning.
(I lost the plot so we’ll call this part 1 before delving into this guys psyche some more)
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Hello love! I love your posts so much and I was wondering if I could request a Cole smut one shot? I mean, I saw your head canons and you said you could go on for longer, girl please do!??
Starved | Cole x Fem!Reader
A/N; I DONT KNOW U TWO, BUT U TWO ANONS MWAH !!! I LOVE U GUYS! i wanted to go so in depth w cole cuz i am unbelievably attrracted to that man i aint afraid to admit it. also, neither of yall specified BUT! im going w fem!reader since u both came from the fem!reader hcs <3
warnings; nsfw under the cut <3, cunnilingus, size kink, pussy drunk cole, unprotected p in v (pls wrap it b4 u tap it yall), probably some typos/grammar mistakes cuz i am way too scared to ask anyone to read this beforehand, and uhh i think that's it!
word count; 4.4k (i may have gotten a bit carried away im sorry yall)
Dinner was a favorite time amongst the ninja. It was time to unwind, to have fun, and enjoy each other's company. You had been chatting idly to Lloyd, who sat to your right, for a majority of the time. He was a bit quieter compared to some of the others (full shade to Jay, Kai, Cole, and Nya) and it seemed as if the mundane practice of just a normal conversation was a great relaxer for the green ninja, so he was definitely one of your preferred dinner companions. That didn’t mean there wasn’t chaos going on around you guys. Jay, who was to your left, seemed to be in a full shouting argument with Kai who sat directly across from the blue ninja. The topic of their angry musings was unknown to you, but Lloyd kept making commentary on it every now and again which you would happily add onto.
Across from you sat Cole, then to his left was Nya, and the head of the table was occupied by Zane while opposite him on the other end sat Pixal. Zane seemed content to exist in the company of all of you, only chiming in when he felt like it was needed, but he and Nya were definitely whispering jokes to each other every now again between bites of their food. Pixal, you noticed, was actually jokingly joining in on Kai and Jay’s argument. She would add in one point that was completely absurd and it would cause the other two to blow up again. That robot could be devious when she really wanted to be.
Then there was Cole. You were surprised that he wasn’t also a part of the argument, but you suppose the topic of…maybe devil worship? You weren’t sure, but still, whatever it was didn’t seem to interest the earth ninja. To be fair, you knew the other was prone to getting entranced into whatever he was eating at the moment and Zane had done wonderfully with tonight’s dinner (as he always did) so it was understandable really.
“And, yeah, I don’t know. I just don’t really understand why I’ve always got to be doing something.” Lloyd finished his story up and you nodded along, having listened intently the entire time.
“I don’t know either man,” you shrugged as you took a sip of your water, “your shit is always getting rocked one way or another.” That caused a slight snort of amusement to exit the green ninja. “I mean, I would’ve already changed my government name and gone into hiding if I were in your shoes.”
Lloyd let out a sigh. “That’s the dream. I don’t know if I could do all of that. Couldn’t leave you guys behind at all. That’d suck big time. Ninjago should just get its shit together so we can have some slice of life anime lives.” You nodded enthusiastically at that idea.
“Ooo yeah. And then we could have like fun drama like…what outfit am I going to wear tomorrow or oh no my hair is so bad!”
“Yes! You’re getting it.” Lloyd grinned. “I think I should get a cat.” His mind wandered constantly, so you were only slightly jarred by the sudden conversation change. “I’ve heard that their purrs do some sort of healing and I could for sure use some of that.”
“I think we’d all like having a cat around.” You added on. “They’re sort of independent, so it would be a good pet for our lifestyle.”
Lloyd was about to respond to you, y’know how conversations work, when all of a sudden Jay slammed his palms onto the table as the “argument” had escalated. It caused the table to shake and before you could stop it your water glass had fallen down and drenched your shirt. You let out a loud gasp which quickly caught the attention of everyone.
“Oh my God, [name], I’m so sorry!” Jay began profusely apologizing, scrambling about the table to find some napkins. Kai was howling with laughter just happy to not be the one who fucked something up. Lloyd was a bit in shock, Zane and Nya had both gotten up to grab some towels from the kitchen with Pixal not far behind, and Cole seemed to be frozen. You were too caught up in the water seeping through your clothes to notice, but the ninja sat opposite you seemed to have his eyes locked onto you, his body tense.
“Jay, it’s fine.” You quickly reassured as you stood up, Cole’s eyes following the movement carefully, “I’ll just go get changed. It’s no big deal.” You tried giving the blue ninja a comforting smile, but you could tell the guilt was already eating him alive and it’d be hard to get him out of that state for a while. You’d try again later, you decided.
Letting those who had left to the kitchen know where you were going, you made your way to your room with your arms held awkwardly in the air so that the weird feeling of the wet fabric wouldn’t be sticking to your skin too bad. Before you could forget, you made a quick stop by the bathroom in order to grab a towel from the cabinet.
Finally having made it to your room, you were quick to tug your shirt off and throw it somewhere on the floor. A sigh of relief left your lips as you began to dry off your top half with the previously acquired towel. With a frown, you removed your bra as well since the water had made it to that garment too and once you were sure your skin felt dry you dropped the towel onto your bed and you made your way to your closet.
You were bent over getting into your dresser looking for a new bra when you heard a knock on the door.
“Who is it?” You called over your shoulder, still digging around in the dresser.
“Uhhh Cole! Is it okay if I come in?”
“I’m sort of changing right now!”
“I won’t look!”
You huffed out a laugh at that. It was sort of indecent to let him in when you were like that, but he did promise not to look. But what if he did? That thought caused your cheeks to heat up a bit. To be completely honest, you were almost entirely head over heels for the earth ninja. The only reason you didn’t choose to spend every dinner chatting to him is because you knew part of you would slip up and embarrass yourself in one way or another. Not to say he didn’t do his fair share of embarrassing himself, but you found that endearing. He’d probably think you were weird and off putting if you were to just slip up randomly.
“Fiiinneeee!” You agreed against your better judgment. “No peeking!”
You could hear a chuckle rumble from the man as the faint sound of the door clicking open hit your ears. Chancing a glance behind you, you smiled fondly at the sight of Cole with his hands over his eyes as he shut the door behind him. He stood completely still after that too scared to make his way to a place to sit with him completely blind like that.
“Soooo, what’s up?” You finally asked, trying to not get irritated at the fact that you couldn’t seem to find another bra in your dresser.
“I just wanted to check in on you.” Cole answered, his voice strained. “I’ll gladly beat Jay up for you. Swear.” That had you giggling.
“You’d beat Jay up over anything.” You rolled your eyes. “You’re just looking for an excuse to.”
“Nuh uh.”
“You can take a seat, y’know.” You changed the topic, about damn near close to giving up and just going braless (you wouldn’t actually. It sounded comfortable, but you didn’t want to expose yourself like that.)
Cole cleared his throat slightly. “No way! I’d totally bump into like a shelf or something!! All of your shit would be broken and then I’d have to beat myself up after beating up Jay!”
Another laugh escaped you at that. Was all of it made funnier by the fact that it was Cole? Maybe. Afterwards, you went silent as your mind began racing. This could be your chance? Would he think it’s weird?
“Hey, I,” you bit your lip in a pause, “I don’t mind if you open your eyes…” You finally spoke, getting ready to just laugh it off like it was just a joke. What a prankster you are!
Cole seemed to go oddly silent after you said that and you were sweating bullets. The tension that filled the room was suffocating. Quickly, you snapped up with your back still to Cole. That action was followed by the sound of footsteps almost as if the other ninja had begun walking closer.
You were about ready to apologize profusely when Cole’s low voice broke the silence, “can I ask you something, [name]?”
“Anything…” You murmured, still facing the other way.
“Can I…” There was a pause, an eerily similar pause to the one you had earlier. He was hesitant as he seemed to be fighting some inner battle.
Without thinking, you quickly turned around not caring about your current topless situation and you pulled Cole down in order to plant a fierce kiss to his lips. You were about to apologize for your impulsivity and how you should’ve asked first and not assumed, but Cole’s hands came to rest on your waist and he let out a low groan as he melted into the kiss.
You weren’t small by any means, but it was making your knees weak at the feeling of his hands just absolutely dwarfing your waist. Those hands pulled you closer to where your chest was pressed against him and the feeling of the bulge in his pants against your hips caused you to gasp which he took advantage of and slipped his tongue into your mouth. You let out a small whine at the action, but quickly reciprocated even if you let him have control of the kiss.
Eventually, the need for air arose and you reluctantly parted with him, a string of saliva connecting the two of you. His eyes searched yours, as if something in your gaze held the answer to every question he had ever asked, as his hands slowly wandered to the area beneath your ass. After a bit of panting between the two of you, the kiss quickly resumed and he lifted you up easily causing your stomach to do flips. You wrapped both of your legs around his back and took appreciation in the new angle as it was much easier than having him lean down as much as he was.
The kiss broke as his lips began trailing downward. A shiver ran down your spine at the sensation of his lips on your neck and your breath hitched as he lightly nipped and sucked at the skin there.
“You’re gorgeous…” He breathed against your neck.
Between your harsh intakes of breath, you eventually got out, “Cole, I need you.” Which caused another low groan to escape him.
“You don’t know how many times I’ve thought about hearing that come from your lips.” Cole had begun walking over to your bed and gently sat you down atop it as he crawled on top of you. He had barely even done anything, but you already felt like your brain was turning into mush. The sight of his body hovering over yours is something you’ve only ever dreamed about and you subconsciously rubbed your thighs together. That movement caught his attention, but he had to pace himself. Make sure everything was alright with you. You were operating at hyperspeed, however, and began reaching to the hem of his shirt. That didn’t go unnoticed by him either and he was quick to yank the material up and over his head. He flung the shirt onto the floor of your room as you laid there, stunned, at the sight of his body.
Cole was, well you knew he was big, but he was beefy. Clearly, he was muscular, but he had some chubbiness going for him as well and, God, you don’t know if you’ve ever needed anyone more. He was perfect. You started to sit up so that you could absolutely just feel him up, but he didn’t let you get up. Instead, he ran his hands down your stomach towards your shorts. You looked at him confused and he just leaned in close, his breath fanning across your ear.
“I want to make this about you.” His hands had successfully unbuttoned and zipped down your shorts. “Call me selfish, but I need to make you feel good. What kind of man would I be if I didn’t treat you like the finest piece of cake in the damn bakery?” To many, that’d be a cause for laughter, but knowing Cole, that meant everything. He slowly pulled away from your ear and you couldn’t help but look at him with the purest look of adoration after that. Even in a situation as intimate as this, he still managed to get the butterflies in your stomach to go haywire.
Cole slowly slid your shorts down your legs and off of your body. They probably ended up somewhere near where his shirt did. His eyes were transfixed at the wet spot that had formed on your underwear and he found himself subconsciously licking his lips. You, on the other hand, were staring at him with anticipation wondering what his next move would be. Gingerly, his hands came to rest on your waist and you shivered. His thumbs hooked into the last garment you had on, but he paused to look up at you. His eyes were searching yours once more.
“Is this okay?” He finally asked, his voice soft. Your enthusiastic nod put him into action and he quickly slid your panties off of your legs.
Cole could’ve sworn he was fucking salivating at the sight of your core fully exposed to him. He placed his hands underneath your knees and used that position to spread your legs open for ease of access. Knowing he still had his pants on, you were curious to what his current plan was until your eyes widened as you watched his head lower to rest between your thighs. Your face was flushed red and you could feel yourself trembling slightly. What he was about to do was just so…intimate? It felt more like a once the relationship has officially started activity, but it seems he wasn’t even kidding when he said he’d treat you like cake. Was he trying to ruin you for anyone else? (As if you’d want anyone else.)
The breath was knocked out of you as he took one small lick of you. You could’ve sworn you heard a noise escape him as well, but you weren’t given time to even think as he instantly dove back in. He had started eating you out like a man starved. His tongue moved along your pussy masterfully, making careful movements along your clit which caused punctuated whines to escape your mouth. You couldn’t help but reach a hand down to rest on the back of his head which he seemed to enjoy. Cole then made his tongue flatten out in order to lap up as much of your juices as possible. As if this wasn’t enough to get his fill, his tongue finally plunged into your hole and a gasp left your lips that slowly morphed into a low moan. This man was eating you up and you’re pretty sure your mind was completely gone by this point. What was your name? Who cares? Cole was giving you pleasure you had never experienced before and that’s literally all that mattered at this point. If your head wasn’t so far up in the clouds, you probably would’ve noticed that Cole was grinding up against the bed as he ate you out.
Your grip tightened in Cole’s hair and a moan left his lips which seemed to vibrate along your cunt.
“C-Cole–” His name was but a mere whimper along your lips and it only encouraged him to move his mouth against you faster. You felt the knot in your stomach twist up as your peak approached. You were practically grinding up against his tongue which Cole enjoyed immensely. He could not get enough and it rewarded him as you practically exploded all over his tongue. He was licking up as much of your climax as he could as you were still shaking in post-orgasmic bliss. Your vision felt blurry at the continued stimulation that carried you down from your high and you were faintly aware of the moans and whimpers making their way out of your throat.
Honestly, you had expected him to stop, but even one orgasm wasn’t enough to satisfy him. Cole was still lost in the taste of your pussy. You felt a bit of pain flare up at the overstimulation and you were trying to gently pull at his hair.
“Cole,” you whimpered, “h…hurts.” That fell on deaf ears as he just continued on. You thought he hadn’t heard you, but a shit eating look was sent your way and you knew he was trying to work you up.
“Just one more.” He growled along your folds as he moved up to suck on your clit which caused a jolt to travel through your body. It seems as if he had enough of your trembles as his arms came up to rest on your thighs. The position still keeping your legs spread, but his strength kept your lower half still as he continued his ‘feast’. Your moans and whines had definitely picked up in pace at this moment as the pain began to border on pleasure.
Your second orgasm came much faster.
He licked it up just as enthusiastically as he did the first time. You think he probably would’ve tried to keep going for a third time if you didn’t forcefully pull him up this time. There was a sheen of your slick that shined around Cole’s mouth and you looked away slightly in embarrassment. Cole, meanwhile, was licking around his mouth trying to get whatever he had missed.
Your chest rose and fell rapidly as you attempted to catch your breath after all of that. The shifting of Cole’s body was what finally caught your attention. The ninja was moving himself from above your body to your side and it looked as if he was moving to lay down next to you. All signs of lethargy left your body as you quickly sat up and rested a hand on his chest. Cole stared at you with a tilt of his head, the confusion bubbling within him evident.
“What about you?” You asked, still breathing a bit heavy.
“What about me?” Cole replied a bit dumbly.
“You know…” You muttered, a tad bit embarrassed, but you rested a hand over his painfully hard bulge in his pants. The feeling caused him to shiver and he looked down, realization dawning on him.
“Oh, it’s okay.” He said, picking your hand up and removing it from his crotch. “I said I just wanted to take care of you, right?”
“Yeah you did,” you started, “but I said I need you, didn’t I?” Cole nodded slowly, but a small frown was still on his face.
“Aren’t you tired?”
A sigh left your mouth. “A little, BUT.” You emphasized, noticing how he had opened his mouth to speak after you said that. “God damnit Cole. No way am I going to finally get you into my bed just to have you not dick me down. I don’t care how sensitive I am, I need you to fuck me.” You could barely believe what you had just said, but it got the job done. Albeit a bit slowly.
“...Are you sure? I don’t wanna hurt you…”
“I have never been more fucking sure in my life.”
Seeing as he wasn’t moving, you lunged over to him to begin slipping his basketball shorts down. Noticing your haste, Cole finally started taking initiative. If it’s what you wanted then he just had to give it. With a better method, Cole slipped off his shorts and boxers off together in one swift motion. And, boy, did he not disappoint. EVERY part of him was big, you had just found out. Saliva pooled up in your mouth at the sight of his cock as you couldn’t take your size off of it. If you weren’t so needy, you probably would’ve taken him into your mouth right then and there, but Cole already had a hand on your shoulder forcing you to lay back down as he positioned himself right above you again.
Your pussy was definitely still slick from the mix of your own arousal and Cole’s saliva and he ran a finger between your folds before shoving it into you. His tongue hadn’t been as thick as his finger, but it still wasn’t much to adjust to. The second finger proved to be more filling and your breath was once again escaping in huffs.
It took a bit until Cole had either thought you ready or just gotten impatient, but he pulled his fingers out of you and lined his dick up with your entrance. A pause. You were about ready to complain until the breath was taken swiftly from your lungs as he slowly pushed in. As he slid in further and further, the more your breaths turned into short moans. It felt as if he filled absolutely every part of you and it was addicting. The stretch hurt, but it was so deliciously overpowered by the pleasure of him finally being inside you. Though, Cole still didn’t even attempt to move until you gave him the go ahead.
From there, he started at a slow but deep pace. It was a sensual experience. Above you, Cole was letting out little huffs and groans at the feeling of your walls around his member. He could explode right then and there if he wanted to. But, he continued at this pace of almost completely removing himself from your hole before pushing balls deep back in. It was excruciating.
“F..fa…faster.” You panted at him. And who would he be if he denied you this request?
The sound of skin slapping skin echoed around the room as Cole slowly began picking up the pace. His hips were pistoning in and out of you at a rapid pace, and you think you finally understood the phrasing of “being fucked stupid.”
Every push in had you moaning loudly. It was either moans or a broken moan of Cole’s name which made him go in a bit harder every time you did that. His head hung low until it was resting in the crook of your neck. The groans and low moans that were leaving the man only turned you on more and you about screamed his name when he bit into your neck. There were no thoughts of anyone here at the monastery hearing you two, as far as you cared, you and Cole were the only people in Ninjago at this point. All of your senses seemed to be completely filled by the man anyways.
The feeling of his licking, sucking, and biting along your neck combined with his rough abuse of your pussy brought you close to your third climax of the night which might be a record for you.
“C-Cole, I’m-I’m close.” You whined, your voice barely audible over the sound of him fucking you.
“God, me too.” He moaned against your neck. Cole was determined to not let go until you had, so he reached a hand down to start playing with your clit as he continued fucking into you. That absolutely sent you over the edge and you screamed as you came all over Cole’s cock. He continued thrusting into you throughout your orgasm which only made it feel that much better. His hips began stuttering in their movements and he was quick to pull himself out of the vice grip your pussy had on him. Cole wrapped a hand around his cock and jerked himself off the rest of the way until his cum started landing on your stomach. He let out tiny grunts as he fucked into his hand a bit before letting go.
You made sure he was looking at you when you scooped up some of his release and licked it off your fingers. He really had to save that image for the next time he masterbated.
Before he even allowed himself to lay down next to you, Cole carefully got up and reached for the towel you had used earlier to dry yourself off and used it to wipe his release off of your stomach, a small ‘sorry’ leaving his mouth as he did so. He was cute.
Finally, his body dropped harshly at your side and you giggled tiredly at him. Cole rolled over to look at you and you held your arms open, a silent question for him to come cuddle you.
His strong arms wrapped around your body and you rested your head on his chest, listening to his calming heartbeat. Cole found where your covers started and threw them over the both of you which only made you snuggle in even closer to him.
You two sat there in silence for so long, just catching your breaths, that you nearly fell asleep.
“Hey, [name].” You startled at the sound of his voice. A non-committal ‘hm?’ is what you hummed in response and he just rested his nose on the top of your head in your hair. “Do you want to go on a date with me?”
A content sigh left your lips and you sleepily looked up, causing him to remove his head from its place. “Of course, Cole.” One of your hands slipped out from under the covers and cradled one of his cheeks. You leaned up and placed a gentle kiss on the other cheek.
“Now, let’s get some sleep. We can talk about the details later.” You said through a yawn and he just smiled at you fondly. You both returned to your previous positions and slowly drifted off, and for once, neither of you felt fear or dread for what was to come in the future.
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Italian Flavors - Part 2 “The Date?”
Note: As per usual, I did not proofread this so i apologize for any mistakes! Hope you enjoy’
Part 1
Friday night was hell for you, you tossed and turned all night, barely being able to catch any sleep. All you could think about was the italian redhead, what your date would be like, was it even a date? It had to be, she was definitely flirting. Your thoughts wandered for a while, thinking about how she said she wanted to fill you up. What was she going to do to you? What was she going to let you do to her? Was that all happening tomorrow? Shivers run through your body and you feel your clit tingling. God damnit, just the thought of her it’s enough to drive you insane. You thought about her hands, her fingers looked so perfect, you had seen her before around the market pickinp up fruit and wondered how they would feel grabbing your tits, and soon you might now have to wonder anymore. Maybe you will get to experience what they feel like inside you, you feel yourself clenching around nothing. “God damn it y/n you are down so bad” Frustrated you decide to get up and make some tea. After a cup of chamomile and a hot shower, you put your favorite asmr sounds and do some breathing exercises that finally make you fall asleep.
Saturday morning you wake up and the first thing that pops into your head is her. You smile to yourself thinking about how she probably looks now on her bed, you wonder if she is a morning person or she likes to sleep in. Being a teacher she probably is used to getting up early but maybe she enjoys staying in bed on the weekends. You haven’t even have a date with this woman and you are already thinking about her routines and her morning hair and breath. You can tell she is going to be the end of you, but she is so beautiful, you wouldn’t mind.
You decide you can’t show up empty handed but you don’t want to show up with something store bought. So you embark in the journey of trying to make the most perfect cannolis. After browsing the internet for a long time, you finally find a recipe that seems to be approved by all the italians in the comments. Lucky for you, you had all the ingredients at home. You loved cooking but cooking for Melissa felt different. You stood in front of your kitchen with a stupid gring on your face thinking about how you imagined she’d look if she liked your dessert. The grin quickly turning into a big gulp, your throat might have gone dry from thinking about the sounds she’d make, how her eyes would roll to the back of her head. “Damn y/n im sure they won’t be that good” you say to yourself.
After a while, you get your recipe right. Giving yourself a pat on the shoulder. Hopefully Melissa likes them as much as you like her, mmm as much as you like italian desserts, thats what you meant.
7pm is quickly approaching and you decide to text Melissa to ask for her address, since she never texted it to you. Did she forget? SHIT! Did she forget?
you: Hi Melissa, are we still on for tonight? You never sent me your address. Was i supposed to ask around?
hot italian milf: Hi gorgeous, no one around would know where I live. Guess I was hoping you’d text me.
you: You could have texted me too, you know
hot italian milf: But where is the fun in that?
hot italian milf: shared her location
you: oh the queen reveals the way to her castle
hot italian milf: don’t be late, princess
You throw your phone on the couch and proceed to run all over your apartment. Grinning like an idiot you jump around your living room. Oh she wants you, she does.
You take a shower and stand in front of your closet for way too long. You have no idea what to wear. You think of weating a dress for easy access “Wow whore” you say to yourself. But truth is you don’t even own one of those that isnt the ones that you are forced to wear at events. You are more of a leather pants and a jacket kinda gal, so you go with that. She should see you in your essence. You make sure to wear a tank top that reveals enough of your cleavage, she should enjoy the view.
You grab the cannolis and get on your way, not before passing by your local flowershop and getting her the most beautiful bouquet. What can you say? You are a romantic that knows how to treat a lady.
You hurry and drive to her house. Your palms are sweaty and your heart feels like it is about to jump out of your chest. A few weeks ago you were admiring this woman from afar and now you are about to have dinner with her. “SOMEONE PINCH ME” you scream as you pull into her driveway.
You give yourself a short mental peptalk and go up to her door. You knock and seconds later, there she is, the most beautiful woman you have ever seen. You are speechless as you look at her up and down. She is wearing a lime green satin dress and it looks like it was made for her. It hugs all her curves so perfectly. Your mouth slightly waters at the sight.
- Hi gorgeous, cat got your tongue? - she says with the biggest grin, oh she knows what you are thinking.
- More like a beautiful woman did. Wow, you look stunning. - you said with all sincerity and the sweet tone makes the redhead blush.
- You look good too, hot stuff. Who are those for?
- Oh, these - you say as you come back to reality and realize you are holding a huge bouquet of flowers. - They are for you, obviously.
- A pretty girl and pretty flowers, my lucky day - she grabs them and gestures for you to step into her house but you are still frozen from the compliment.
- Come inside, I have stuff on the stove. We are eating food no?
- Uhm yes, food.
You follow her into the kitchen and watch her as she tries to grab a vase from her top cabinet. All you can do is stare at her ass and think about how perfect it is. Your brain can’t comprehend how someone can be shaped like that, she looks like she was carved by the italian gods themselves.
- See something you like, hon? - Melissa says as she turns around.
- A lot i like actually, your kitchen is beautiful!!! I would love to have a kitchen like this someday. It must be so nice to cook here.
- Well, now you can come and I might let you cook in here.
- A second date already Ms. Schemmenti? - you say jokingly, your eyes hoping that her answer is yes but she just silently stares at you.
- Oh my god, this is not a date? - you say, your eyes widening in panic
- Relax baby, yes it is. You should have seen your face. How could it not be after that borderline pornographic video you sent me. - You blush at her statement.
- Oh wow, good.
- Aww you are blushing, thats so cute. - she mocks you as she starts getting closer to you.
Yoy can feel her eyes on your cheeks, then your eyes, god those emerald eyes, the perfect wrinkles that surround them. Her eyes tell you so much about her. Sure, Melissa seems to have a tough exterior but her eyes light up in a way that let you see all the light that is inside her. They also show you all the fire that she possesses. You feel her gaze on you, she is studying every feature on your face. Slowly getting closer, she raises one of her hands. Caressing your cheek she tells you what a pretty girl you are. She traces your nose with her finger and your breath catches. She looks at your lips for far too long and you softly twitch in anticipation.
- OH, the sauce, it is ready - Melissa says as she walks away from you, leaving you wanting her.
- Come on you didn’t think i was going to give you what you want so easily - she says and winks at you.
- and what is it that i want Schemmenti?
- I know what it is, but maybe you should be the one telling me.
- Well since you are withholding kisses, Im withholding that information.
- Oh touché
For a while you just sit there and watch her assemble her lasagna. You feel so lucky to get to see her like this. Dancing around her kitchen doing what she loves the most, and you get to enjoy her art. Your eyes are probably heart shaped at this point.
She pops the lasagna in the oven and opens a bottle of wine.
- “Here puppy eyes” she says as she hands you a glass of wine. - What is that you are holding hostage in that bag?
- Oh my god, I had completely forgotten
- Wonder why - Melissa says with a smirk
- Well someone’s pretty self has been distracting me - you say eyerolling
- So you think I am pretty? - Melissa questions you, her tongue dragging along her bottom lip, cleaning her wine stained lips.
- No, I am just here for the free dinner - You joke
- Funny huh - she leaves out a laugh that make your stomach flutter
- Could say is one of my best qualities, but anyway, in the bag there is actually something for you. - you shuffle in your seat (the stool near the kitchen island from where you have been watching Melissa this whole time)
- So what is it?
- Ok, but i am actually nervous about this. I know i am not italian but i do love cooking italian food and i did a lot of research and this recipe seems to be very authentic italian, so please give it a chance - You say as you hand her the box of cannolis.
- Oh god, hon! These look amazing. You sure you aren’t italian. It they are as sweet as ya, I am sure I’ll love them.
You search for any hint that she might be lying in her eyes but all you see is sincerity. You give her the brightest smile.
- I had something else in mind for dessert, though. But we can have these.
- Uhm, who said anything about having to eat them today?
Melissa laughs out loud, and there they are, the butterflies are there again. You can’t believe you are making this stunning woman laugh.
You both talk about your backgrounds, what ignited your love for cooking, your careers and even a little bit about your past relationships. Being with Melissa feels so comfortable. It doesn’t feel like this is a first date. You can also tell Melissa doesn’t share this much with anyone. You feel lucky and intoxicated by her. You want to hear her talk forever. God, even just being in her presence is the best thing you have ever experienced.
After a while the lasagna is ready and she sets out the table for you. The scene is so beautiful. Candlight dinner, the flowers that you brought her sitting on the table, the wine, the soft music playing in the background, the lasagna, and her oh beautiful her.
She serves you a plate and hands it to you, gesturing you to not start yet.
She comes to your side and takes a seat, all you can do is look at her, her red locks, her long lashes, her beautifully shaped lips, oh that cleavage. Slowly she grabs your cutlery and cuts a piece for you. You look at her with a slightly puzzling luck.
She picks up a piece of her lasagna and brings her to your mouth. Both of you holding eye contact with each other as she softly says:
- I want to be up close when you make those sweet noises, like in the video… yes, baby?
Her raspy voice makes you gulp, and you softly nod, never breaking eye contact, she feeds you and you can’t help but leave out a breathy moan. One because the lasagna is actually the most delicious one you have ever had and two because you had to let out your pent up sexual tension from the moment.
- You are such a good girl. - She says smiling at you and she watches you shift in your chair, pressing your legs together.
- Ahhh love learning new things about you honey, we’ll explore that later - she says as she softly kisses your cheek and goes back to her seat. You whimper at the loss of her contact.
- Eat up, sweetheart, I am so ready for dessert.
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HS + Y/I: 2022 (SERIES)
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"Okay, so tonight's dinner will be pizza, as I was informed. "Where are you?" Not knowing what she should be looking for other than a pizza box as she makes her way down the catwalk, YN says, "Is there a pizza box I should be looking for, really? — A sudden cheer could be heard from the other side of the stage, where Harry appeared to be pointing down to someone in the audience. Harry said, "C'mere, I think I found her. I'll even check my imaginary watch on my wrist to see how long it'll take her to get here," he said, motioning for YN to come over to his side.
"I actually believed a turtle was with me on stage," Harry jokes with a smirk on his lips, "YN finally made it over, much slower than anyone, actually." By this time, the two are arguing once more and have forgotten that they were looking for the pizza a fan had promised YN she would get at tonight's show.
"Well, I wouldn't really like the opportunity to slip and fall down as I'm running to you, no? - I'm simply being safe, unlike you." YN says with a cheeky grin plastered onto her face, to which Harry replies with a playful, offended look as he dramatically starts crying and places his hands over his eyes to stop his "tears" from falling out.
YN decides to move on, away from the conversation, and approaches the fan, who is holding a pizza box in the air. "Are you the one who promised me dinner?" The fan's head nodding told her everything she needed to know, even though she couldn't really hear what she was saying due to the audience and the earpiece placed in her ears. She then reaches over to the fan, carefully grabbing the box from the fan's hands without falling. As YN holds the box, her excitement quickly builds as she remembers how hungry she was before the show.
"Better hope it's your favorite pizza. If not, the pizza will be mine before you know it!" Harry approaches YN with a sneaky grin on his face. By turning away from the audience to hide the pizza they would be eating on stage, YN and Harry created needless suspense. — The boy standing next to YN laughs as she says, "Don't let me down, please," into her microphone.
It was YN's preferred pizza, which surprised her. As she crouches next to the fan, YN exclaims, "You are now my favorite person ever, I love you so much." — "You certainly made her happy, I suppose. Sincerely, I believed she would eventually cut off my head." Harry says as he squats down next to YN and receives snarling looks in return.
"Harry, I hate you so much." She pushes him in a playful manner until he falls to his back, at which point she turns to face the fan while grinning widely. — "You have my undying love. I adore you. Because of you, dinner is served!"
"Speaking of Adore You," Harry teases into his microphone as he motions for YN to stand, the upbeat instrumental playing through the speakers.
YN was spotted eating pizza while seated close to her and Harry's band.
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camera - yang jungwon
“you only love me on camera”
pairing ; yang jungwon x reader
genre ; angst, idol au
warnings ; swearing, very brief slapping
wordcount ; 0.7k
synopsis ; lee y/n and yang jungwon have always been seen as the ‘perfect’ couple in the industry, but whats seen as flawless is only on camera.
read below the cut !
y/n scrolled through the ipad, reading what engenes were saying about the two of them on live. "'you are a great mubank host, im sad your contract is ending soon.' thank you! im sad my contract is ending too. hopefully there will be another chance like this again!" she flashed a genuine smile.
"-'you guys are so cute together', awe thank you!" y/n expressed her gratitude to the camera while reading a comment out loud.
jungwon wrapped an arm around the girl beside him, rubbing her shoulder before checking his phone to read another comment from your fandoms.
"-'will we ever get a vlog of the two of you together?', well we cant say much, but you can expect one coming soon." jungwon replied with a nod.
"well its getting pretty late and we have music bank tomorrow. remember to stream bite me and support us on our latest comeback. bye engenes, love you always!" and with that, jungwon immediately removed his arm from y/n as he cut the cameras.
"i was wondering if we could go out to dinner tonight? maybe talk or even go over the script? just the two of us."
without even looking up from his computer as he responded to emails, jungwon answered y/n by saying, "y/n, you know we arent really together right? its all just a contractual arrangement for my sake, so my group and i can promote." he chuckled.
she gripped her plastic water bottle in slight annoyance and anger. of course she had known, she had always known. she just never wanted to admit to it. being together was purely for publicity, and seeing as they were in front of cameras practically 24/7, it felt all too real for y/n to want to accept it was all only on camera.
"why do you hate me?"
"what kind of question is that? i dont hate you, im just keeping it professional." jungwon mumbled with a slight tone to it.
y/n scoffed.
"so being a dick to me is considered 'being professional' now? youre so nice to all your other female colleagues. why cant you be the same with me?"
she was upset, rightfully so. i mean, she thought she found someone who cared for her even if it were just as a friend, but truthfully, he couldnt even do that in the very least.
jungwon finally looked up from his laptop, drafting the current email he was in the middle of.
he crossed his arms and looked the girl before him in the eyes.
"because youre the only one ive ever been forced to date. and sure, youre pretty but you arent exactly my type. not to mention it was inexplicably sudden."
"i really thought we were bonding, even if it were just as friends. theres nothing wrong with wanting to go out for food. we do so much on camera, so why cant we have fun without it?" y/n argued back, though still slightly offended.
"its all on contract. you read it, you signed it as did i. we both knew what it is we agreed to. so why should that suddenly change just because of however you feel?"
she walked up closer to jungwon, noses almost touching, looking deep into his eyes before whispering then stepping back.
"youre a prick."
there was a loud clap in the air, the sound of y/ns hand colliding with jungwons cheek, more specifically so.
"youre a liar."
another slap to the face.
"and youre nothing but a selfish bastard! did everything we ever shared mean nothing to you? i gave you nothing but my all, i thought what we had was genuine but no, you want to let go of that too!"
"y/n.."
"no! dont 'y/n' me now that im getting mad. you never cared while i was calm. is all it is you expect me to do is just sit there and look pretty? to make you look good because you got the wealthy, pretty girl on your arm?"
"y/n."
tears flowed down her face and she stared at his flushed red cheeks due to the force of her last slap, as well as the emotion that hit him along with it.
"wanna know why i dont give a fuck about the contract? because i loved you, i really did! and i thought you felt the same. but no,"
"now i know. you only love me on camera."'
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BAKUSQUAD X GN! READER DRABBLES
No this is NOT a poly relationship fic!! Its just how the boys will be when they ask you on a date seperately <3
Bakugo x reader, Kirishima x reader, Denki x reader
Warnings: Swearing, and if I mentioned the reader being female let me know please so I can make it gn, because I try to make it gn but sometimes I forget because i myself am a girl and im used to writing and reading as a female
Date Night with the boys~
BAKUGO
I feel like Bakugo would be the kind of guy to take his S/O out on hiking dates. Whether that be up in the mountains or just a walk in the woods. And he would be straightforward about it too… not about the date part though.
“Y/n, you're coming with me on a hiking trip this weekend on Saturday.” He had said after barging into your dorm room after dinner time.
“O-oh, okay! Like a date?” You smirk slightly, looking up from your laptop while you sat on the bed.
Bakugo had scoffed, blushing slightly despite dating you for a couple months now. “Call it whatever the fck you want...” He walked over and shut your laptop and moved it aside before laying his head in your lap. For the rest of the night you two just cuddled while you played with the soft, spiky, ash blonde locks.
When Saturday had come, Bakugo helped you pack what you would need for the walk.
“The fck you need that for?”
“You need a bigger water bottle than that!”
“You can't walk on a trail in those damned shoes!”
Then you guys arrived wherever you would be hiking, and even though your legs might've hurt from all the walking, the view at the end was so worth it.
“The view is beautiful up here!” You said excitedly, gazing at the sunset.
“Yeah, it is.” Bakugo grunted, but he wasn't looking at the sunset.
KIRISHIMA
Kiri would probably be open to any kind of date as long as it's with you.
“Hey hun~” Kirishima said as he came up behind you and wrapped his arms around your waist.
You chuckled and reached your hand up to stroke his face.
“Yes, Kiri?”
He peppered kisses along your neck and said between kisses, “I was wondering if we could go out for dinner tomorrow night? You can pick where we go if you do want to.”
You smile. “Yeah, I would love that!”
“Great! It's a date.” He kisses your cheek before spinning you around and lifting you up over his shoulder as he starts walking to his dorm to plan the date out and cuddle and watch a movie with lots of snacks. Oh yeah, whenever you had a movie night with him he would always be prepared with the best snacks.
The next day when you two finished having dinner at said restaurant (or diner or cafe or whatever you want), Kirishima looked appalled when you asked if he wanted you to pay.
“I can't believe you would even ask that!” He said in an offended tone as he pulled out his own wallet. “You've known me long enough to know that I wouldn't let you pay, that would be unmanly of me!”
You just chuckled and smiled, hooking your arm through his. “Just checking in, manly-man.”
DENKI
This man loves movie nights or game nights. Whether that be board games or video games, he doesn't mind.
“Hey babe!” Denki smiled brightly down at you.
You laughed and poked his cheek. “Hi pikachu.”
“You should like, totalllyyyyy come to my dorm tonight and play games with me.” He smirked, ruffling your hair.
“Only if you stop messing up my hair!” You giggled and swatted his hand away, trying your best to fix your hair.
He chuckled and moved his hands down to your waist, and hugged you tightly. “Soooo you'll come over?”
You rolled your eyes and smiled. “Yes, Denks, I’ll come over.”
He cheered and picked you up bridal style, and brought you back over to his dorm and set you down on the bed, before setting up his console and handing you one of his two controllers.
“I'm gonna soooo beat your ass.” You smirk up at him when he sits down beside you.
“Oh yeah? I bet you 30 bucks I’ll win the first try!” He said with confidence as he gently nudged your side with his elbow.
“Bring it on, Sparky!”
Let's just say that you got 30 extra bucks added to your wallet that night.
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Hi, I'm wondering if you would be okay doing a Hobie x Miguel's afro-latina daughter. If not that's totes okay and I also adoreeeee your writing 💋🤍🤍
I would love to!!
Coast clear?
You smiled and laughed as Hobie dragged you along, you both sat in the photobooth now. He put his money in, and selected two strips.
“Alright, smile!” You both did so, and Hobie pulled you closer to him.
“Do a funny face!” The machine said as it counted down, you had an idea, grabbing his hands and making him hold your mouth up, so your fangs were visible, he gave a shocked and scared face.
You both laughed for a little.
“Something cute!”
You both kissed.
“Do your best pose!”
You both looked at each other, not knowing what to do, and you both just laughed as the camera took the picture.
“Oh man. Those turned out shitty.” He laughed as they showed on the screen, and asked if you wanted to print them now.
You both walked out the machine and waited for the strips to print, he had an arm around you as you both waited, talking and talking.
You laughed and soon the photos printed, you both quickly grabbed one.
“I look bad.” You shook your head and laughed.
“What you talkin’ bout’? You look fuckin’ sexy. And what have I said about-“
“The beauty standard is made for white woman and we shouldn’t believe in it because it is oppressive to everyone who isn’t seen as a white, blonde, blue eyed man or woman.”
“Exactly. That’s my girl.” He said, giving you a quick kiss and looking at the photos again.
“Im gonna frame it and put it on my wall. It’s beautiful.” He said, smiling proudly as you both continued to walk through the mall. (The mall that Hobie came to to steal and support the few small family businesses around)
(Idk bout malls where you guys r but the ones near me have tons of small businesses in them so)
“Alright, ready to go? You stayin’ tonight or nah?” He asked you, once you both had left.
“I would stay but my dads already suspicious of my so called friend. He started asking for phone numbers… so I can’t.”
“Nah, I get it. Your dads a real pain in the ass though.”
“I know.” You rested your head on his shoulder, you both sitting down on a bench. He wrapped his arm around you.
“Well, I guess you should be goin’ then?” He said after a while of silence, he checked the time.
“Yeah. I guess. I’ll see you tomorrow hopefully?” You asked, standing up. He nodded and stood up and you both walked to an empty alley.
You opened up a portal and looked at Hobie again. You kissed him for a while, and then turned back.
“I’ll see you tomorrow. I love you” you said, with a small smile, he smiled back.
“See you, love you.”
You went into the portal and suddenly you were in your room. You smiled to yourself and you took out the photo strip in your pocket.
“Y/n.” Miguel said, from the dark corners of your room. He emerged out of the shadows.
You jumped, yelling and dropping the photo.
“Papà! I wasn’t expecting you to be home so soon…” you said, nervously as he came closer.
“Where were you?” He crossed his arms.
“I was… out.”
“Where were you?” He asked again.
“I was out… I went out.” You shrugged, and picked up the photo, sitting on the bed.
“With Hobie?” He grabbed the photo that you were trying to hide, and pointed at the one of you kissing.
You sighed and held your head down.
“Quería decirte. I knew you would be mad-“
“You’re damn right I’m mad?! Why are you universe hopping for no reason, you know how dangerous that is. He pointed to you. “And you didn’t tell me about Hobie?!”
“You’re right. I’m sorry.” You mumbled, he sighed and sat down next to you. He put the photo down.
“Hobies just a pain in my ass is all. I just think that he’s… a bad influence.”
“He’s not a bad influence. He’s nice, and he’s sweet when you get to know him. Promise. And I’m sorry about the universe hopping.”
“Its- you know why I’m mad, don’t you?”
You shrugged.
“Because I love you. I care about you.” He said, looking at you.
“You look so much like your mom you know?” He laughed quietly and so did you. “Your hair and eyes..” he shook his head, standing up.
“Goodnight. I love you.” He said, leaving the room.
Then, when you closed your eyes, and laid down, a portal opened up next to you.
“I was waiting for you.” You said when he laid down next to you.
“Aren’t you always?”
“No. Don’t be so cocky. My dads here too, and he knows-“
“Oh fuck, seriously? He’s gonna make my life a livin’ hell-“
“I swear to god, Y/N O’HARA!” You heard him yell, you pushed hobie down to go under the bed, which he did.
You yawned and stretched.
“What’s up dad? You woke me up-“
He narrowed his eyes, looking around the room. He huffed and quickly went back to his room.
“Coast clear?”
“Yeah…” you said, and helped him back up into your bed.
“That was close.” You both laughed.
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hi ! i was wondering if you could write something for maggie? maybe helping her take care of hershel when she’s busy leading hilltop🫶 im sorry if this is vague i just love your writing</3
hi anon !! don’t apologize and thank you so much :] !! i hope you enjoy !! i wasn’t sure if you wanted reader and Maggie to be in a relationship or not so i hope this is okay!
warnings: none except there’s like one paragraph that mentions Glenn’s death, other than that there are none!
A/N: hope you all enjoy this new story! if you’d like to request, all info is in pinned :) i have another request i am currently working on so that should be done either late tonight or tomorrow ! (Dead City is tomorrow !!!!)
it was busy today. with Maggie officially leading Hilltop, everyone was hard at work doing everything she asked. the community was great though, it was clear everyone preferred Maggie over Gregory.
she was doing an amazing job. you admired her from afar, watching her talk to everyone with a smile on her face.
you never doubted Maggie and her abilities. this was something that was made for her to do. you knew Hilltop was going to be great as long as she was in charge.
when she spotted you, a smile made its way to her face as she walked towards you, Hershel in her arms.
“hey, pretty.” she greeted. “hey,” you smiled back. “would you be able to take Hershel inside for a bit and keep him company? it’s getting busy out here, and i don’t want him in this heat for much longer.”
you took Hershel out of her arms, “of course. just in your office?” she nodded, “yeah. all his toys are in there.”
before you walked off, she stopped you. “thank you for doing this. really. it’s been really amazing having your help around here.” she told you.
you put a hand on her shoulder, squeezing it lightly. “you’re doing incredible work around here, Maggie. everything is coming into place. i’m happy to help in any way.”
she pressed a kiss to your head before you took off back into the building. you laid a blanket on the ground and set Hershel down on it.
you got down on the floor with him, picking up a little rattle toy. he giggled when you shook it, reaching for it. you smiled at how his face lit up.
he grabbed onto it, shaking it hard. “you like that toy?” you hummed, you received a noise in response. he then reached both his hands out to you again and whined. “oh, i see. you just wanna be held.”
you picked him up and placed him on your lap as he continued to play with the toy. “definitely got that from your mother.” you joked.
he continued to play with the toys surrounding him as you slowly rocked him side to side. after a while, he began to quietly cry.
you coo’d, “ah, i think it’s time for you to eat, little guy.” on Maggie’s desk sat a bottle. you stood up with him in your arms and grabbed the bottle.
as you brought it down he grabbed onto it and started to eat. you slowly walked around the room while he eat, reading the spines of books on shelves as you passed by them.
after a few minutes, you noticed Hershel had gone silent, you looked down, he was still holding the bottle, but he was now fast asleep.
you chuckled, carefully taking the bottle out of his hands to try not to wake him and setting it back down on the desk. he looked so peaceful in your arms.
Hershel had grown to be comfortable with you, ever since you and Maggie started to see each more often and you offering to stay with her in Hilltop. you were the one who took him anytime Maggie needed a small break.
you weren’t regretful of your decision either. leaving Alexandria might’ve been a huge change, but it was better for both Maggie and Hershel. you wanted everything to be close to perfect for them.
after Glenn’s death, you tried everything to be there for Maggie. driving her back and forth between Alexandria and Hilltop for ultrasound scans and just normal checkups, being the first person she would see in the morning asking if she needed anything.
you sat on the couch, closing your eyes as well as Hershel napped on your chest. before you could fully fall asleep, the door opened. Maggie walked in, making you smile.
she aww’d at the sight, moving to sit next to you. “he wore you out?” she asked with a laugh. “not really. the second he fell asleep i started getting tired too. he has like a special power with that.”
Maggie laughed again, admiring the sight of you two. “thank you again for helping out today.” she said softly. “it’s no problem, really. i’ll always be here to help.”
she planted a kiss to your cheek, laying her head on your shoulder. you looked down at her, “y’know if you want, all three of us could totally take a nap upstairs right now.”
she laughed again, “yeah. that sounds nice.”
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saw u asking for requests so i just had to!!! tbh i just enjoy shy!reader and shy!adam. if u could make up some meet cute like them reaching for the same dvd or cd, i would love that
K I LOVE THIS
I TRIED MY BEST I HOPE U LIKE IT
(Also when I write I tend to switch from first and third person perspective so I’m sorry if it’s bothersome I don’t rlly realize💀)
y/n was walking up stairs to their new apartment, they knew that they had to be living with a roommate which would be different but maybe not so bad. They had one bag to bring but would bring the rest tomorrow. Tonight they just wanted to relax without all the anxiousness of unpacking.
They sighed and finally made it too the door, hesitantly they knock.
A man with scruffy brown hair opens the door,
"hey, your y/n? the landlord told me you were coming."
"uh yeah," I say nervously.
"im Adam by the way, here," he moves the door open to let me in, "come in."
“Wow it’s uh..” I look arounf Adams Apartment. It’s kinda dark and rundown but I know I can do something about it.
Adam chuckles nervously and looks around.
“Yeah sorry. It’s pretty messy.” He stumbled around picking up clothes and dishes.
“I knew you were coming I should have-”
I smiled and went over to him, taking the stuff in his hands.
“Don’t worry about it.” I put the things down and look up at him.
“It doesn’t bother me, my last place was pretty messy too.”
Adam seemed sweet, and living here wouldn’t be so bad. Especially since my roommates kinda cute.
“Well, let me show you your room.”
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That night I spent it on the couch with Adam watching movies.
It was really nice getting to know him and figure out the kinda guy he is. He’s super sweet and friendly. I think living with him will be just fine.
“How do you like cupcakes but not cake?”
I laughed. “I don’t know! They’re different!”
Adam and I had been having stupid conversations for hours now. Not even realizing our movie is over.
“what the hell do you eat on birthdays then?”
I just laughed and shrugged.
I’m glad the room was dark, my cheeks got redder by the minute. He kept making me laugh and teasing me I couldn’t help it.
Adam chuckled and looked back at the tv.
“uh, wanna choose a movie this time.” He hands me the remote.
“Sure”
I put on my favourite movie and focus in. Not realizing that my eyes are getting tired and my head is drooping.
Adam notices and tenses up. Wondering if you’ll fall asleep on him.
As he watched you nervously, your head slowly falls onto his shoulder. He opens his mouth in surprise, then relaxes seeing how calm you are.
A strand of hair falls on your face, he hesitantly brushes it aside and pulls the blanket up on your more.
Y/n isn’t asleep and knows everything that Adam is doing.
“Goodnight Adam,” they say quietly.
“Oh I thought you were sleeping-” Adam whispers.
Y/n nuzzles her head more against him, making Adam smile.
“Night y/n” He smiles and Rest his head onto theirs, going back to the movie and letting them sleep.
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I Hope this was okay!!! I love writing for Adam 🩷
#saw 2004#adam stanheight#adam faulkner stanheight#leigh whannell#adam stanheight x reader#saw movies#adam faulkner x reader#saw franchise
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what's up! may I request an jake sim x fem!reader with stargazing or like a 3 am date like jus strolling through the city at night and jus spending time with each other. just late night stuff x jake >>>
— “hey so im the anon that requested the jake x late night date and i forgot to put a thank you lolol saur- tysm!"
a/n: oh anon you have made me delulu imagining this😀 LORD I AM NOT YOUR STRONGEST JAYKE STAN👹 STARGAZING WITH JAKE? wouldn’t even be staring at the stars😍 also umm getting married under the moonlight? now that is romantic!
pairing: sim jaeyun x fem!reader
genre: fluff
warnings: none
under the moonlight
it was late at night, both you and your boyfriend ended a small dinner date about an hour ago. you were both currently aimlessly walking around the city, letting your food digest. jake's hands were interlaced with yours, he occasionally swings it around and you giggled at the gesture.
"you know, you look extremely beautiful in this dress." jake compliments. it was true. since the restaurant you went to for dinner was high-end, you decided to dress up for the occasion. you looked like a princess. a princess with a prince charming.
"well, i wonder who bought this?" you poked his side. jake decides to poke you back after you teased him.
"someone who only has the finest taste for his lady, of course." he smirks. you playfully rolled your eyes. jake chuckles.
— placing this in case the read more messes up —
as you were walking, somehow you ended up at the park where both you and jake frequently went to. it was where you'd walk layla and let her run around. it was a lot darker and slightly creepier at night but with your knight and shining armour by your side, you weren't bothered by it.
"woah, the stars look amazing tonight." jake points out.
"it is."
"not as pretty as you are tonight though." he winks. ah, how did you know your overly flirty boyfriend was going to say that?
"jaeyun, it's been 2 years since we've been dating. are you ever going to stop flirting with me like when we first start dating?"
"never. also where is the fun in stopping? i like flirting with you. you are mine so i am oblige to flirt with you."
you snort, "is this a way of you to seduce me?"
"you aren't opposed of being seduced by me so yes. i am seducing you." you booped his nose.
"dork."
"only your dork." he kisses your hand.
the more you walked, the more tired you grew. maybe wearing heals wasn't the best idea. jake takes notice of this and so he swoops you up and places you down on a bench. you took your shoes off to let your feet rest. you could feel the stinging of a possible blister. you pout. jake notices it and swiftly gets on his knees and places your feet on his knee. he pulls out his wallet and grabs plasters he had.
"you knew this was going to happen?" you say. jake works on taking the plaster out and placing it over your blisters.
"had a feeling i should bring some after seeing you put on some heels."
"thank you, jakey." jake settles on the empty spot beside you and pecks your lips.
the both of you fell into silence as you stared up at the sky. the stars covering the sky, glimmering and twinkling.
"you think we should get married?" jake asks. you turned to look at him but he was still looking up at the stars.
"i mean, we are still young but i wouldn't say i haven't thought about marrying you." his eyes met with yours.
"then i'll buy a ring tomorrow." he says. you shoved him playfully.
"jaeyun, you shouldn't joke about that."
"who said i'm joking about it? i really want to get married to you."
"jaeyun-"
"oh look, a shooting star. make a wish, love."
you shook your head. jake clasps his hands and makes a wish. you do the same. before you opened your eyes though, you felt a pair of lips against yours. jake kisses you under the moonlight like any disney princess story. it was perfect.
"i love you." he says just as he pulls away.
"i love you too."
you don't realise the ring that laid on your finger until you looked away from jake's face. you gasp and turned to jake.
"i meant what i said, i want to marry you." jake holds your hand and kisses it. you fight the urge to cry but you did tear up.
"you- did you plan this out?"
"well i was supposed to do it in the restaurant until i saw the heaps of people there and i know you don't exactly like the attention...so i opted to do this instead. this is romantic isn't it?"
"extremely."
"that's good to hear."
"jaeyun, i love you so much." you hugged him.
"oof, i love you too."
you didn't expect to be proposed tonight, you were at lost for words but you knew you'd always want to spend the rest of your life with jake. he was the perfect boyfriend and the perfect guy.
"now, what do you say we get home and celebrate this..." he leans closer to your ears, "in bed."
you smacked his back, "you really are trying to seduce me."
"and is it working?" you let go of the hug and faced him.
"maybe..."
jake smirks and leans in once again. your lips dancing in sync. you were happy to be with jake.
the man of your dreams
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#i know this was short but hope you still enjoyed this!#i wrote this is probably in a span of 20-30 mins?#i should sleep now though#enhypen#enhypen imagines#enhypen imagine#enhypen fluff#enhypen x reader#enhypen x reader imagines#jake#jake imagines#jake imagine#jake fluff#jake x reader#jake x reader imagines#jaeyun#jaeyun imagines#jaeyun imagine#jaeyun fluff#jaeyun x reader#jaeyun x reader imagines#sim jaeyun#sim jaeyun imagines#sim jaeyun imagine#sim jaeyun fluff#sim jaeyun x reader#sim jaeyun x reader imagines#sim jaeyun fic#enhypen jake
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i can’t get over you.
you’re not together, and you never check your inbox. he carries on anyway ！⠀⸻⠀lee donghyuck x gnr ⠀ angst (?) fwb au voicemail format ⠀ cw mentions of drinking & vomiting suggestive (ish) ⠀ wc 1.6k ⠀ now playing . . ☆
생각⠀writing a whole ex fwbs smau aint enough nooo i gotta write ts too 🤦♂️
⠀☆⠀00:12 AM
wow. that was—great. i had a good time, and i hope you did too. i think your phone’s dead, because you were all over chenle asking to borrow his, so maybe you’ll only hear this in the morning. [he laughs] i hope the hangover isn’t too awful tomorrow. my hip doesn’t hurt too bad from whacking it on that counter, in case you were wondering. i didn’t know you were gonna lift me like that, that was crazy! mark gave me a weird look when i came back to the others, but he always looks like that after a few shots—like he’s just sucked on a lemon. anyway, goodnight. get back to me soon, yeah? maybe we could do that again—it doesn’t have to be serious, no labels or anything. just a bit of fun between friends.
⠀☆⠀11:35 PM
[whispering] my phone’s the one nearly dead this time. eight percent, so i gotta make it quick. tonight was.. really nice. thanks again. the takeout was really cool of you too, and i’ll pay you back when i get in. i’m talking so quiet ‘cause im in an uber, and i think i just saw the driver giving me a dirty look through the mirror. he has his own playlist on—i mean, unless there’s a new radio station called ‘on the grind’ with two fire emojis and, like, the one of the arm flexing? it’s all been pretty bad stuff so far, but there was this one song, and—it kinda reminded me of you, a bit. [a pause, before he brushes over it] i tried to shazam it because i’d look weird leaning over the console to see what it was called, but it was over by then. bummer! we’re coming up on my street now, though, and i’m on three percent now, so i’ll go. see you soon?
⠀☆⠀09:47 PM
injunnie asked me about that mark you left. i made up something about my kitchen cabinet door, but i know he didn’t really believe me. he had that look in his eye, you know? that one where it feels like he sees right through you. anyway.. maybe we should keep them somewhere less noticeable next time? we’re not—you know.
i’m going out with mark and chenle tonight. they’re doing a two-for-one on cocktails and there’s karaoke, so i think it’ll be fun. i probably won’t see it ‘til tomorrow, but call back when you hear this. [he laughs] or if i am still up and drunk when you call then you can sing me a lullaby, yeah? [an awkward pause] uh. i’ll just—talk to you later.
⠀☆⠀10:26 AM
[hesitant] oh my god. i didn’t—sorry. i should’ve told you i had someone over. i completely forgot about the brunch thing, it’s my fault. kind of a dick move, too, i really am sorry. i don’t know how to.. i’ll buy you dinner, or something. to make it up to you.
[a prolonged pause]
[haltingly] that—that was just a one-time thing, though. just.. just in case you were wondering. it won’t happen again.
[another pause, and the sound of him shifting in his place]
so, um. yeah. i just wanted to apologise, ‘cause you were gone before i could get the chance. call me when you hear this? if you want to, that is.
⠀☆⠀00:03 AM
i guess.. i guess you’re busy, or something. sorry. i know it’s late. you’re probably asleep. or working? renjun told me you’re on night shifts now.. did it slip your mind with me? or maybe you’ve told me already, i don’t know. i think my memory’s been getting worse lately. [a scoffed laugh] fuck, maybe you’re with—you know. someone else? that’d be fine, obviously, i know we’re not.. yeah. hell, i was the one who said we weren’t gonna be exclusive.
[a pause]
i haven’t been, um. seeing anyone else, though. not since that last time. it’s just you. but if you were, then.. anyway. i heard jeno tell you his friend was single the other day. that jaemin guy? and that restaurant downtown would be nice for a night out, tonight. they do that salad you like, and—and the side dishes.
[a second pause. he takes a breath in]
i think.. i think i need a drink. text me once you listen to this?
⠀☆⠀11:58 PM
[sounding a little breathless] hi! i think im going to fill your inbox up at this point. maybe the reception’s bad in the taxi. but anyway—i had fun tonight. again. i.. i missed you, you know? [a giggle] wow, i think i feel a little light-headed. in a good way, obviously. i almost forgot what it was like with you. oh! and the actual reason i called—you left your hoodie here. better come grab it soon, or i’ll have it for myself. you can never have too many clothes. [he stops for a moment] does that sound too.. ah, nevermind. i hope you get home alright. talk to you tomorrow, baby.
⠀☆⠀10:49 PM
renjun asked me what we were doing. i knew he probably knew—or at least, like, had an idea of what was going on—but it still surprised me. nearly choked on my drink when he sprung it on me out of nowhere. i thought he just wanted to get lunch. i told him the truth—that we’re just.. messing around. he’s not gonna tell any of the others, so don’t worry. he thought— [a stilted laugh] he thought that we were together. but.. well. we’re not, obviously.
[a pause. he mumbles something to himself, cuts himself off, then tries again]
did jeno give you jaemin’s number? he had that gross grin on his face the other night, that same one he did when he kept trying to set chenle up on a blind date. and you never did tell me if you were out with him the other night. not that it, like, matters. but still.
[a second, longer pause]
anyway. i think i’m gonna go to bed. can we get dinner soon? i’ll pay.
⠀☆⠀11:18 PM
hey. [a small pause] i don’t know why i’m calling, really. i’m just at my apartment. watching reruns and drinking through that wine chenle gave me—which is awful, by the way. i think he was just trying to get it out of his fridge by offloading it onto me.
that movie you told me you watched all the time back in uni was on earlier. i would’ve called then, but my phone was dead, so i kept it on. it was pretty good, actually. kinda.. sappy. but in a good way. romantic, i don’t know. romcoms have never really been my thing, but i know they’re yours, so.. yeah. [a tired laugh, and a pause. the tv is faintly audible in the background] i didn’t know i could get wine tipsy this early. maybe that’s why i called out of the blue? ah, i don’t know. i’ll go now, though—this episode’s just starting to get interesting. let’s talk later.
⠀☆⠀01:21 AM
[he’s yelling, almost, struggling to be heard over the beat of the song blasting through the speakers] yah, why did you dip? i was—i was looking forward to tonight, you know. jeno is boring, and mark is a lightweight, and jisung steps on my feet when we dance. it would’ve been way better with you here. and i miss you, baby. they need to fire the DJ here, because they’re seriously awful. i might just ditch the rest and come find you instead.
[he stops, considering it]
actually.. yeah. you won’t mind, will you? yah, pick up, c’mon. call me back, ‘cause i’m on my way to your apartment. i’ll buy a bottle of malibu on the way so it won’t taste as awful when we throw it up later, and you can set up that speaker chenle got you last year, because i know you probably still have it stuffed in a closet somewhere. [his voice returns to normal volume, and the music is abruptly significantly quieter] get your dancing shoes on, baby. and.. take your shirt off? [he giggles, and his laughter interrupts his goodbye] i’ll be there soon!
⠀☆⠀02:17 AM
fuck. can’t you just—can you pick up? please? i need it, i need you to hear this. i feel like i’m going insane, it’s fucked up. [a pause, and a slightly shaky breath] why did i say that? why did i say no labels? fucking.. fucking mark and shots and that bruise from that fucking counter. i’ve drank too much, and i hope i forget i’ve said this in the morning, but i—i need to know. it’s just you for me. that time with that guy was stupid, and i should’ve kicked him out as soon as i woke up, but i knew about brunch and i knew you’d be coming over and i was feeling petty so i just thought.. i thought you’d get jealous, i don’t know. it was stupid. i’m sorry for lying, baby. i didn’t mean to. is it—is it just me for you too? did you save jaemin’s number? did you text him? please tell me you didn’t. he doesn’t know anything about you, not like i do. i still have your hoodie, and renjun thinks i need to get my shit together, and chenle nearly threw up on my shoes on the way out the bar, and i just.. i want you. i want you so bad, it’s killing me.
[a long pause. his mumbling is inaudible]
call me back when you hear this.
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Valentines Akira Fluff
You and Akira had decided to spend the night together once again, however today was no ordinary day, it was Valentines Day.
2.1K Words
This is pure fluff/hurt/comfort, all SFW
Happy Valentines Day Rena my love!! Yes, I got you for the server exchange and believe you me, it was hard to keep it a secret. I know you’re an Akira lover so I tried my best, oblivious bf x obvious gf realness.
This reader represents Rena and how she acts so just be aware. Also she/her is used.
LOVE U RENA BABY, ENJOY
@kaveehs
I got the idea from The Neighbourhood You Get Me So High.
ALSO SIDE NOTE I’VE NEVER WRITTEN FLUFF SO THIS ISN’T THE BEST💔
Oblivious. If you had to describe Akira in one word, that would be it. You could gift this boy a million roses and a diamond ring yet he’d still have no clue unless you spelt it out for him, you’d know that better than anyone.
You and Akira had been close since the day he transferred to Shujin Academy; trips to Akihabara together, staying round one anothers houses, you had even joined The Phantom Thieves of Hearts for him. You were joint at the hip, the usual quiet and well mannered Akira was the complete opposite when around you, you brought out a new side to him. You were what Akira had needed to come out of his shell and truly live up to the title of “Leader of the Phantom Thieves of Hearts”.
Those feats aside, you had a soft spot for him, not the Leader, not the Joker, just Akira, his regular old self. One could say you had fallen for him, but you wondered what was the point if the other showed nothing back, especially considering the amount of times you hinted at wanting to explore something further.
“Can you get in already, it’s getting cold under here” you whined, Akira was allowing a draft to make its way under the duvet as he was lightly perched off the side of the bed, “Alright alright im coming”. He carefully slid himself under sheet, making sure to cover any possible openings as he knew you loathed the feeling of letting ‘warmth out’.
You were spending the night at Akira’s place tonight, this was super common for you guys as you spent what seemed like every waking minute together, his home slowly became your home. No hidden motives or agendas, just a casual ‘night over’ as you will, however the following day was a special one, or so you had hoped anyway.
The small silence was followed up by some idle chit chat between you too, the usual rundown of your day and what to do the next. “What time is it by the way? My phone is charging” you asked, just curious as to how late it had possibly gotten while you talked, “It’s….. almost 12, what? We should probably get some sleep while we can, everyone's coming over to the shop early tomorrow” Akira exclaimed, his eyes in shock as to how quick time passed when you guys spoke.
“Oh, okay that's fair, but just curious, you do… know what day it is tomorrow right?” you questioned, the slight glimmer of hope that he’d remember or even care for that matter slowly fading as he responded, “Feburary 14th? What about it?”, confusion written all over his face.
“It’s Valentine's Day Akira?”, you scoffed in utter disbelief. “So? Is there something I'm not getting at, it's just like any other day is it not?”, Kurusu stared blankly, the nonchalant tone in his voice tipping you over the edge but you attempted to hold it in. Your heavy heart almost pushing tears to your eyes.
If he didn’t see the importance of the day then why show him any signs that you did? You knew deep down that he wouldn’t feel the same way you did, yet you would always try and dig for the minute signs that would tell you otherwise. Delusional is what Ann would always say but that wasn’t always a bad thing to be, but in this instance yet again, she was right.
Taking a deep breath to compose yourself, you turnt to face the wall, covering yourself with the blanket you simply let out a sharp “Maybe to you it is, but whatever Akira, night”. The boys eyes fixed on the ball you had curled yourself into, sheets over your head to muffle your sorry attempt at controlled breaths to halt the flood of tears which were starting to trickle down your cheeks. You hoped he would assume they were soft snores however he could hear them clear as day. He went to tap your shoulder before catching himself, he watched on as the sheets shifted around as you repeatedly wiped the tears for him not to notice.
His heart sank, why were you so distraught, he didn't feel as if he had said anything out of the ordinary. In roughly an hour it was Valentines Day, what about it was special? You both weren't in any couple, you had no upcoming plans other than the meeting tomorrow, so it was just a regular Tuesday.
Akira slid out from his side of the bed making sure to grab his phone from the nightstand before silently slipping away. “What was that all about?” he muttered to himself as he crept down the stairs from his attic room, “I feel like i’m missing something but what is it?”.
The neverending unanswered questions engulfed his tired mind as he hit the cafe floor. Pulling out his phone he decided to text the group chat for advice, if he ever needed honesty those people were the ones to go to.
Akira - ‘Is tmr an important day? I’ve been made to feel like it is but with no explanation?”
Morgana - ‘........’
Ann - ‘You did not do what I think you did.’
Ryuji ‘Fucking idiot’
Ann ‘We’ll be there in 10, don’t do anything else stupid’
Akira ‘I didn’t even finish?’
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Taken slightly aback by their responses Akira slumped himself across one of the booths in the cafe, the sound of the clock ticking away as he waited. Morgana emerged from the corridor not too long after the last message had sent, without a word he curled into a ball on the edge of the table, “hmmpth”.
As the minutes went by Akira could feel himself drifting off, before he could act on said feelings he was rudely awoken by the front door slamming open, any home training those two had been given were long gone. “AKIRA KURUSU” they bellowed in unison causing Morgana to shudder off the table.
The new group members begun to make themselves comfortable as Akira perked up, the aura in the room wasn’t the usually upbeat one, he knew he had done something wrong just by that and the looks on their faces.
“Who knew Akira was as stupid as Ryuji” Morgana splurted out sarcastically, changing from his cat form to regular form, “HEY? STUPID CAT this isn’t about me” Ryuji spat back, “anyway back to the matter at hand here, you really don’t understand why tomorrow is a big day?”. Akira shook his head in response, he truly had no clue, if he did he’d probably be fast asleep like he wanted to be.
Deciding to add her two cents into the conversation, Ann lent over the booth Akira was sat on, “she likes you Mr Phantom Troupe Leader, you can’t truly be that blind can you? I told her you didn’t feel the same but she doesn’t liste-”, “what are you talking about Ann? I do like her, I have always liked her?” Akira cut her off, his tone showing genuine confusion as he perked up in his booth.
“If you liked her, why did you act as if tomorrow was a regular day idiot? It’s not as if she hasn’t given you endless hints and clues…. let's be honest here”, Morgana choked out, he couldn’t contain his laughter any longer, the situation was beyond humorous to the little cat guy.
“Maybe I am blind, I didn’t see any of the hints, signs, any of that. I thought I was chasing something beyond my reach” Akira sighed as he slipped himself out of his seat and towards the locked cabinet opposite the stairs, the group watched on, heavily intrigued as to what he was doing. “Let me just show you guys” he huffed, pulling a key from the grate by the stairs to unlock the overflowing case.
Akira grabbed an armful of items from one of the shelves before aimlessly scattering them across the booth table the rest were sat at, their faces as if they were deer in the headlights. “What IS all this?” Ann spoke up, asking what everyone else was thinking. “Look closer” was all he responded with.
As they all rummaged through the items the pieces started to piece themselves together little by little. Lying before them were heaps of items from trips they had all been on ranging from figures and manga from Akihabara to photographs of you and Akira doing day to day activities, some of them were simply of you sleeping and pointing at things.
Ann looked up at Akira, his eyes softening as Morgana shifted through the photos, “You do like her, don’t you” she asked sincerely, her hand tightening on his shoulder as a cheshire cat smile emerged on her face, “I have an idea, have you got anything to wrap with? A bag even?” she quizzed him as she paced back and forth.
Walking back over to the cabinet he pulled out a gift box, “I have this from one of the prizes I won on a crane game?” he suggested, unsure as to if that would be okay, “Perfect, everyone pick one item to put inside, this will be her gift!”, Ryuji added, trying to immerse himself into the activities. ”So you caught on I see” she chuckled to herself. Everyone carefully placed an item inside, Akira slipping in a few of his favourite photos at the top for you to see.
Taking a step back to admire the last minute gift, the group silently patted themselves on the back for the fast thinking. Ann passed Akira the box, her brows narrowing as she spoke, “go give this to her, but in all seriousness Akira, no one should go to bed upset. We’ll see you tomorrow”, her sincere tone clinging to him as she proceeded to leave the cafe followed by Ryuji, “She’s right u know” he chipped in as the door closed behind him.
Akira’s eyes shot to the cat facing him head on,”have anything to say there?” he asked sarcastically, “absolutely not, go to bed” Morgana hissed, strolling past him, tail held high. Akira sent a quick thank you text to the group before taking himself back to his bedroom, not before locking the bookcase, that was to be a secret between him and the others, for now anyway.
Akira slid into his side of the bed in hopes of not waking you but failed, you rolled over to notice him with a large box, the tense smile on his face baffling you. As you sat up he passed you it, “did you really go out at this hour and buy stuff just because of our conversation? What makes you think i want your pity gifts? Goodnight Akira” you scoffed, as you attempted to roll back over he placed his hand on your shoulder.
“I love you”, the boy blurted out, the newly found frown on your face deepening before he continued. “I love you, I have for quite some time to be fair, I’m an idiot to have not taken the hints you sent me seriously, I shouldn’t have even needed you to show hints for me to muster up the courage to say it. This is also no pity gift, inside are items I deem thoughtful, every trip we take you point and I watch your eyes light up at your favourite things but you always say “I can't justify it”. You deserve more than any item on a shelf but in here are a couple things I noticed that piqued your interest in stores along with photos I took of you when I found you the happiest, I’ve had these for a while I pay attention to all that you do and take note of any little thing you say. You’re my best friend, and I’ll love you forever, Happy Valentines Day.” he spilled, letting every thought on his mind free.
Speechless, you watched as Akira cupped your tear stained cheeks, his thumbs wiping the tears you hadn’t realised had started to fall. Pulling you closer you whispered “you’re sweet when you speak your mind”, an innocent smile making its way to your lips. “Is that so” he cheekily smirked, placing your lips on his, your lips gliding over one another effortlessly. The kiss was short but sweet, pulling away you could feel your cheeks heating up as your nervousness kicked in.
Akira planted a quick kiss on your forehead, he could tell you were flustered, “can I open this in the morning? I’m exhausted” you asked softly, he nodded whilst you placed the box on your bedside table. Akira let out a yawn as he slid deeper into the bed, “we need to be up early tomorrow, we should get atleast some sleep” he laughed, arms out for you to lay with him.
You allowed yourself to be pulled into him, his arms wrapping around your waist as you rested your head on his chest, “goodnight Akira, I love you”, you giggled as you noticed his heartbeat speed up as you spoke, “Goodnight my love”.
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