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lunarw0rks · 9 months

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which one of the boys fits this scenario?

play fighting but things get kinda heated so now they’re fucking you from behind while having you in a headlock 😭🥹

a/n: hm... my mind immediately went to gaz ;) anon u have a big brain, this awakened something... though I only see this happening if you two were in some kind of relationship other than platonic.

☾𓂃❛🍰❜┊ training in progress

warning(s): explicit content (18+), established relationship, p^rn w/ little plot, p in v sex, primal play??, size kink if you squint, breath play, degradation + praise, unsafe sex, fem!reader, no use of y/n

word count: 900 ♡ masterlist // requests // ask box

bf!gaz who always took his time with you, but wasn't afraid to give newer, more rash things a try. he thought about it before, though it seemed he was waiting for you to pitch the idea first. or more so... an opportunity.

bf!gaz who for once, wasn't thinking of those desires tonight. the two of you were "sparring" on the living room floor. well, more like; kyle pinning you with ease, taunting you, and then giving you seconds to flee.

bf!gaz who gave you a few seconds to crawl away and attempt to restrict his arms in any way. you kicked your legs into his toned abdomen, earning merely a grunt that only plunged him closer. ❝no, you don't!❞ gaz grunted, giving your legs a whack while twisting your torso; forcing you onto your stomach.

bf!gaz who snaked an arm around you, your neck pinned by the strength of his arm; a successful headlock. he had just now figured out he had his golden opportunity. what could you do, besides voice an actual refusal? which of course, hadn't happened yet. kyle grimaced to himself, other hand slithering down your stomach, soon finding the inside of your panties.

bf!gaz who both degraded and praised you for being aroused, ❝so fuckin' wet for me, good girl.❞ all he had done was wrestle with you and you had soaked your panties. perhaps it was all the grunting, the taunting, or how your legs found their way around his waist after each relentless pin he had you in. in other words, twenty minutes of pent-up sexual tension, disguised by a playful sparring session.

bf!gaz who wasted no time practically yanking your bottoms off you, all while your back has been against his chest, a helpless squirm to get out of the hold — yet no refusing the idea of him fucking you like this. his clothed erection, pressing against your rear, it only remained clothed for seconds, before kyle sprung it from his boxers.

bf!gaz who gave you no time to adjust to him, because he knew you would be good for him. his cock, dripping with pre-cum — guided with force into you slick core, before he began to thrust like it was the last time he'd ever be inside you. ❝such a slag, i bet you're enjoyin' this, aren't you?❞

bf!gaz who couldn't accept moans or whines as an answer. at least not tonight. the headlock you were in tightened, until you could barely suck in oxygen, ❝asked you a question.❞ he hissed into your ear, thrusting even rougher, as if to enhance his taunts.

bf!gaz who loosened his grip once he heard your attempt at a formal answer, smirking at every stammer in your sentence. though, despite you doing so well, this headlock was too enhancing to remove you from. kyle's full length, bottomed out inside you with each rut into your cunt, rasps growing in frequency and volume.

bf!gaz who was using his strength to his advantage, using you as if you were his own personal toy tonight — to be manipulated into whatever position he desired until he finished. ❝don't whine, you asked for this. christ... can't believe this is all mine.❞ his forearm dug into your neck again, like a python had slithered around your throat. he was close, seconds from spilling his seed inside you.

bf!gaz whose groans were insignificant compared to the sounds of skin slapping echoing through the living room, combined with your incoherent babbling and gasps for air.

bf!gaz who knew he would cum in seconds, using his pressing weight to pin you against the floor, head raised from the hold. ❝gonna cum inside this cunt, make it mine, hm?❞ you were seeing ebony spots, but so deep in pleasure that it didn't matter. if anything, the constriction was only tightening the sensation of his pounding thrusts.

bf!gaz who came so hard he had to slow down, muscles tensing to the max — probably the last squeeze you could handle without passing out. his thrusts halted as he spurted his seed deep inside you, draining every last drop, a drawn-out curse right into your ear as his climax concluded.

bf!gaz who pulled out of you to watch the semen drip out of your cunt, down your legs, and some on the hardwood. you were out of the headlock, catching the breath you had lost while on your hands and knees. the act dropped when he asked if you were alright, earning a nod of approval from your fucked-out self — all you could muster. unlike earlier, a silent answer was more than acceptable.

... bf!gaz who wasn't done yet. he stroked himself for a few moments, then guided his cock into you again, re-inserting all the evidence of his last climax right back into you. it was near overstimulation, being rutted into all over again.

bf!gaz who went gradually this time; moderately paced thrusts into your cunt during the second round, holding your waist tenderly. this time no restriction on your airflow or your replies to his traunts and praises.

bf!gaz who kissed your clothed shoulder blades, sinking into the fabric of your shirt to hold his pace accountable. kyle felt the pool of wetness forming around his length — some slick from before, some from now, and some lubricant being his own seed. each agonizing thrust met with a wettened squelch from your soaked and core.

bf!gaz who knew you must be filled to the brim by now, literally and figuratively, but needed to cum again. this time, with less brute force. ❝so fuckin' good, sweetheart,❞ his methodical rutting continued, enough to make your eyes half-lidded. kyle's rhetocial question, answered by himself, and only himself; ❝should i make you cum this time? i think you've earned it.❞

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jazeswhbhaven · 5 months

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What were the reactions of the kings and Sitri when they saw female MC wearing a bridal dress?🥹

Alrightie *cracks knuckles* let's get back into the requests yeah? Setting the scene, where MC is trying on various dresses that the seamstresses of Hell have pitched together to make for her. She finally finds the perfect one. Open shoulders, steel-boned corset, cascading sheer material (not too long of a tail), a sweetheart neckline with detachable sleeves with floral lace, and the color of creme with notes of white and gold. Sitri: He's not sure how to keep himself from being in awe looking at MC when he checks in on how the fitting is going. As he stares at her, his heart races, his cheeks flush, and the cup of tea in his hand trembles. "She's so breathtaking..." For once, he doesn't call her Solomon, but by her name, and she looks over, smiling softly and covering her face to shy away from his gaze. He interrupts the devils around her for a moment to come up and kiss her hands. "I can't wait to see you walk down the aisle..." Satan: He's been watching the entire time from the start of the devils taking measurements, trying to keep himself from growling each time they got too close to her hips or breasts. Once the fitting is done, he's able to eye MC in all of her glory. She's stunning, smiling brightly at him as she twirls. He cups her chin, bringing her lips up to a kiss while stating "With you as my bride, I can defeat anyone..." Mammon: He couldn't have asked for anything more seeing his bride in such a beautiful dress. He, of course, had many commissioned, and this suited her tastes the best. He wants to adorn MC in jewelry to match, diamonds, pearls, whatever she desires. Mammon is so full in his heart, for once he feels he couldn't want anything more when he looks at her. He barely lets the seamstresses finish, picking MC up bridal style "just to practice" for when he takes her on their honeymoon. Beelzebub: He doesn't see MC in her dress until the ceremony, and he's lost for words. As she walks down the aisle, he feels like something he hasn't done in a long time. Love. Adoration. Devotion. He feels like now with her by his side, he should stay in Avisos and be the king his country needs. But who's to say he'll actually keep his promise, he may very well whisk his bride away during the honeymoon and never come back. Leviathan: He can't admit it, he won't admit it. Not to her face. Compared to himself, she is the most divine, beautiful being he's laid eyes upon. It's not enough to express this in words, but he would show her on their honeymoon night. When she's basked in moonlight, embraced by his arms, forever his. All of this crosses his mind as he stares at MC in her dress, but he just silently stares as the seamstresses add their finishing touches. He would have to hold on to those feelings, at least for now.

#jwhbasks❓#whb #what in hell is bad #whb beelzebub #whb leviathan #whb mammon #whb satan #whb sitri #trying on bridal dresses eating sample cake that sounds really fun in theory #mc's dress was a mouthful for me to describe lol

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pablitogavii · 8 months

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Omg can we get gavi and reader watching the Barca new era documentary together!!! It would be so cute I feel like gavi would be so humble and flustered 🥹

Movie Night

"Do we have to amooor???" Pablo was whining while you were making some popcorn in the kitchen very much excited to watch the four new episodes of Barça Documentary.

"Yes, we do cariño! I can't wait to see it!" you say jumping on th couch with a bowl of popcorn in your lap and he pouted that you didn't sit on his lap and let him cuddle you. Pablo isn't much of a talker so he would never ask but you knew his love language is definitely physical touch.

"Do you want something cariño??" you tease him seeing his blushed cheeks as he looked away pretending to look at his phone but you saw right through his little tough act. He wanted to be cuddled and was too proud to admit it like always.

You chuckle leaning in and kissing his pouting lips before putting the bowl to the side and straddling his lap seeing the smile shine on his face.

"Did I guess right huh??" you ask feeling his hands let go off the phone immediately and go around you.

"Mhm.." was all he answered pulling you closer and smelling your hair before leaving sweet kisses on your shoulder and neck.

"You're such a cuddle bug Pablito" you giggle feeling his strong arms wrap around your body holding you tightly.

"Hm.." Pablo groaned wanting to move his kisses lower but you pulled back shaking your head and grabbing the remote from the table starting the first episode.

"Good try!" you smirk starting the first episode and he groaned laying his head on top of yours as you nuzzled your nose into his neck.

You were very much focused on the screen listening to everything while Pablo was braiding your hair, leaving kisses on your shoulder and a few pecks on your lips.

"Your little giggle is adorable Pablito" you say making Pablo flustered which was also one of the most adorable things to witness. Not many people can get him adorably shy like this and you were proud of be one of them.

"This is why I didn't want to watch it!!" he whines pretending to hate whenever you baby him but you both knew he was a big baby at heart. You moved off his lap since he wanted to lay on your chest and have you play with his hair as you played the next episode.

"I really love you in gold kit amor..so handsome" you say and he smirked looking up at meeting your eyes as you both smiled.

"I thought purple was your favorite one loquita?? I always dress you up in that one when we have our 'playtime'.." he smirked and you rolled your eyes knowing that one is definitely one of your main weaknesses. Now you were the flustered one and he was very much proud of himself!

"Sush amor! I wanna hear the interview!" you turn the volume up seeing Pablo speaking on the screen wanting to pay attention to every word feeling very proud of him in this moment.

"The kinds of accidents you had during these seasons were truly chilling. How does your family react to them? They surely get worried?" question asked

"When I'm on the pitch, I don't think about anything but the game. My family does get scared and so do I when I re-watch it but most of all, it's my girl that takes it extremely hard" he said and you were curious now to hear more blushing that he called you "mi nena" in front of everyone.

"She worries a lot about you?" question came and Pablo was smiling brightly into the camera.

"Yeah, she does. I hate to see her cry whenever I get injured but that's part of my job. She always begs me to be more careful and I try to play so sharp for her but sometimes there is no alternative you know..." Pablo answered and you smiled looking down and pecking his lips.

"Is it hard delegating between a relationship and professional athletic career?" was another question.

"I thought it would be which is why for awhile I was single but with her everything feels right. She's my biggest support system and I am so grateful for having found her." Pablo finished and you felt your eyes fill with tears as your heart melted. You didn't expect him to speak about you let alone in such a deep and sweet way knowing how shy he gets in front of camera.

"Aww preciosa..don't cry" he said getting up from your lap and holding your face while kissing away your tears as you hands went behind his neck playing with his hair while kissing his lips lovingly.

"I love you so much cariño!" you say and Pablo smiled into the kiss nodding his head and kissing your forehead before pulling you into a tight hug.

"I love you too mi nena..even when you make me watch myself on TV" he smirked after the last part and you both giggled before kissing each other passionately. For the rest of the night you binge watched the new season while cuddling on the couch and enjoying each other's company.

#pablo gavi x you #gavigif #gavi #fc barça #fc barcelona #pablo gavi x y/n #fc barca #pablo gavi x reader #pablo gavi #pablo gavi icons #pablo martín páez gavira #pablo gavira #gavira #pablogavixreaderfluff #pablogavixreadersmut

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julianalvarez9 · 11 months

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national kai day / kai havertz

summary: you're not very active on social media -at least, on your public profile. so, the post you dedicate to your boyfriend on every birthday of his, seems to turn the day into a national holiday for fans.

author's note: wanted to do sum for kai's birthday, sorry it's too late 😮‍💨 it's still his birthday where i am so happy birthday to himmm 🤍

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yourusername i'm not very much into public demonstrations of affection, you already know me well enough, and that's part of what makes you so special: you take me as i am. i love you liebling, happy birthday. you know who you are.

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kaihavertz29 🤍

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yourusername with every year that passes, i feel it's only right of me to share a bit of you to the world. the part they don't know about you, not the one they see every weekend on the pitch. still, words couldn't even begin to describe how special you are. i love you, k.

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kepaarrizabalaga los adoro ❤️ (i adore you two)

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user1 i knowwww we don't know much about her but she seems so sweet 😭

user2 FRRRR and i had this idea of kai being like so serious but every year she posts something for his birthday it's always the cutest pics 😭

user3 grumpy x sunshine trope going so hard with these two

kaihavertz29 hate being far away today. i will make it up to you, schatz.

yourusername we'll see each other so soon. you don't have to do anything 🤍 the pups and i are gonna be happy just by seeing you again.

masonmount a man of many talents 🎹

kaihavertz29 thought you already knew me

jun 11, 2021.

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yourusername holding your hand forever. or until you get tired of me fiddling with your rings during the fancy events. i love you, k 🤍 happy birthday to the sweetest man on this planet.

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user1 never seen kai smile that way before 🥹

user2 they're literally the cutest couple ever

masonmount he never holds my hand like that 🙁 happiest of birthdays to the man!

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benchilwell 😂

user3 this is what he meant when he said that he doesn't wear jewelry unless he's with his gf? stop that's so cute :(

jun 11, 2022.

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yourusername kai, you amaze me every day. i've known you for so long i feel like our lives where always intertwined, somehow. will always cherish the possibility of waking up next to you every morning, but especially today, when i can wish the happiest of birthdays to the man i love.

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benchilwell i love both of you so much 🤍

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user1 we went from "you know who you are" to tagging him 🥹

user2 also i think this is the first time she shows his full face 😭

kaihavertz29 waking up next to you is the biggest birthday gift. can't ask for anything more. i love you,

user3 she has such a way with words every year I shed a tear or two 🥲

user4 can't wait for the wedding vows it's gonna get emotional real fast 😭

jun 11, 2023.

#football imagine #football imagines #football instagram au #football x you #football x reader #kai havertz imagine #kai havertz x reader #kai havertz x you #kai havertz instagram au

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alotofrandomfangirling · 1 year

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Can't take my eyes off you (Son Heung-Min x female!reader)

Summary: you're a sports journalist and you get assigned to interview the players after the matches. Sonny starts crushing on the pretty interviewer and looks forward to every post-match interview just to spend some time talking to you.

Author's note: a post by @sonnys-fan-not-spurs-fan gave me this cute idea and i had to write it 😩 thank you so much for letting me use the idea and for sending me the adorable gif 🥹 i hope you all like it!! Sorry for any mistakes, english is not my first language ❤️

The first time Sonny saw you he was breathless. He had just gotten off the pitch after a painful loss in the Premier League and was heading to the press area for the post match interviews when he laid his eyes on you.

It was seriously like Sonny.exe has stopped working. He was thinking 'what's going on? Who is this gorgeous woman? Is it- is she going to interview me? What am I g-' and suddenly, in those few seconds, it was like he had forgotten about that awful match his team had just had, just trying to process the thought of such stunning woman standing there.

You, on the other hand, were just as nervous. Being a young sports journalist and being assigned to interview the players after the matches was a big deal. And, of course, being a huge football fan, you were excited as well.

You had already interviewed Spurs' striker Harry Kane and brazilian star Richarlison, but now you couldn't wait to talk to *swoon* Korea's pride Son Heung-Min. He was one of your favorite football players ever and you were so excited to- oh my gosh, here he comes! *professional mode on* 🧐

The staff was quick to push Sonny to the press area, making you both come back to reality. You didn't lose time and introduced yourself, starting the interview.

"Good evening, mr. Son. I'm (Y/N) (L/N). We watched Spurs going with a great first half, but unfortunately finishing the match with negative results. Do you think the change in tactics had something to do with this performance?"

"I- I think- I... good evening-" - he tried forming a logical answer, but he was so affected by your presence he could only stutter a few words.

What was going on? You had seen some interviews before and he wasn't always like that. Were you such a terrible interviewer?lol

You started feeling a bit worried but remained professional as the interview went on and he started to feel more like himself.

When you finished, you thanked him:

"Thank you, mr. Son. Until next time!"

He replied with his signature "thank you very much" as he thought 'will there be a next time?!'

Even though the thought of seeing the beautiful interviewer again made him happy, he got a bit nervous, because he didn't want to look like a fool again lol so he promised himself he would get prepared to have a better interview next time he saw you.

And for you, needless to say it was the highlight of your day. Being that close and talking to your idol like that? And getting paid to do it?? Hell yeah. Even though he acted a bit weird... but you were definitely going to work hard to make next time better for both of you 🙏🏻

***************

And it worked! On the next interview, Sonny wasn't caught off guard like the first time (lol) so he was definitely more prepared to deal with talking to his new crush you. It also helped that Tottenham had won the match AND Sonny had scored, so you had several compliments for him and for the team 😏

"Good evening, mr. Son! It's (Y/N) (Y/N). What a great match! Congratulations on that beautiful goal" - you said smiling and you could see his smile was as big as yours - "what do you think changed from last week that led to this victory today?"

This time Sonny could form perfect sentences (he thanked God for that) and he was happy he could perform well and give you a great interview.

When it was done, you both thanked each other again and he left, both of you feeling your hearts warm.

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After that, the next interviews went smoothly and Sonny started to feel more comfortable being around you. He started being more open and playful, even cracking some jokes sometimes, only to hear the beautiful sound that was your laugh.

In one of those times he even asked you to call him Sonny instead of mr. Son.

Yes, he had this nerve.

"Hello, mr. Son. I'm (Y/N) (L/N). I would like to discuss-"

"Ah please you can call me Sonny" - he said smiling so sweetly you almost melted in front of him.

This time it was you.exe that stopped working. Goddamnit. We know you always tried to keep it professional, but this time you couldn't help the blush on your cheeks. It was just too much cuteness for you to handle.

"Um, okay, um, Sonny" - you said looking at him a bit insecure, but his look was so heartwarming you immediatly felt safe.

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And so days passed and this went on.

You know, Sonny didn't mind the post match interviews. Not at all, he thought the interviewers were doing their job just like he did his, so he always tried to be nice. But this time it was different. He would wait anxiously for the post match interviews so that he could have a little moment with you, your attention 100% fixed on him. Even if his team had lost, seeing your familiar face there, your kind eyes and listening to your gentle voice always made him feel better. It was like a reward after his hard work on the pitch.

He loved the way your eyes would never leave his, how polite you always were and how you chuckled when he said something funny. He always tried to make you have fun and give you a good interview, but he was careful to not let show the big crush he was developing on you.

And you, well, you couldn't say you didn't love it too. The way he always listened to your questions and never took his eyes off you, how he always greeted you with his best smile even if he'd had a bad match, being close to him and looking into his eyes... it was really the dream job.

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The day you weren't there (poor you caught a flu and your voice sounded super funny, so you had to rest at home) and another journalist came to interview him he was SO disappointed.

He came to the press area with that cute grin of his and, when he didn't see you, the slump on his shoulders was visible.

"(Y/N), you had to see how sad Son was 'cause you weren't there. That guy has a total liking on you" - your colleague told you when he met you on the next week.

"Oh please, that's absolutely not true" - you said, trying to wave that off and hoping he wouldn't notice how affected you were - "it was just the results, he was probably upset because of that."

"But they won, (Y/N). There was no reason for him to be sad during the interview. He was definitely missing your cute face there" - he said, with a smirk and you could feel your cheeks turn pink.

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Sometimes, even after he finished his interview, he would stay behind a bit just to watch you work. Of course he didn't make it obvious, he would always stay talking to a teammate or a staff member, but he would use that time to steal little glances at you.

He even felt a bit bad seeing you talking to the other players and giving them that beautiful smile of yours. Was that jealousy?! It didn't make sense, because you weren't his after all. God, you barely knew each other. But he couldn't help thinking he wanted the kindness, attention and those warm smiles only for him. He wanted you for him.

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In one of these times when he was admiring you from a distance, Richarlison noticed it and Sonny was in big trouble.

"Hey!" - Richie said, snapping Sonny out of his trance - "stop staring at the hot interview lady and go ask her out".

Sonny got as red as a tomato.

"What! I'm- I'm not staring, I'm just- I" - he stuttered and Richie soon cut him off.

"Hey, say no more, i can already see what's going on here" - he smirked - "i'll only tell you this: if you don't ask her out by the end of the week, i'll go tell her myself" - he said and then left, leaving Sonny with a blush on his cheeks and a big problem to solve.

Of course he liked you, but did he have the guts to ask you out? Well, he needed to gather his courage and it had to be soon, because if there's one thing he was sure of is that Richie wasn't lying.

And with that, he decided he was going to talk to you after the next match's interview. God help him.

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On that day, he talked to you during the interview and he seemed a bit off again, but you couldn't tell why (only himself knew how nervous he was inside ajskajakaj). He waited around a bit like he always did, always stealing those adorable glances at you from time to time (damn, what power you had on him to make him feel like a boy with a crush?).

When you finished your work and had already interviewed all of the players you were supposed to talk to, you stepped aside to gather your stuff and go back home. But this time you had a surprise!

Sonny took a deep breath and approached you. It was the first time he was going to talk to you off cameras and his heart was pouding so hard, he could barely hear his own thoughts.

"Umm hi (Y/N)!" - he got closer to you and greeted you, a bit shy.

You heard his familiar voice and turned around and, really, none less than Son Heung-Min was standing in front of you with that cute smile of his and his hands behind his back.

What could he possibly want with you? Not that it wasn't always a pleasure talking to your idol, but you couldn't understand why he was reaching out for you, an ordinary journalist, after you had already finished your duties.

But of course you weren't just an ordinary journalist in Sonny's eyes. To him, you were one of the prettiest, sweetest and most competent women he had ever met. He wanted to spend more time with you, to look at you, to be with you. And now he was going to tell you that.

Or at least he thought so, until you turned around and looked at him with your beautiful smile. At that moment he forgot the whole script he had in mind.

"Oh hello, Sonny! Congrats again on the performance today, it is really a pleasure watching you play" - you smiled softly at him.

Yep, that broke him. He couldn't think straight after those kind words from such a beautiful girl.

"Um, wow, thank you" - he chuckled, feeling a little heat on his cheeks.

'Focus, Heungmin. Focus' - he told himself.

"Well, (Y/N), i was wondering, are you busy this friday night? I mean, we don't have matches this day so i thought you might be free as well and we could, maybe, you know, go out for dinner or something" - he said, spitting the words out as a bit of courage took him over.

You couldn't believe your ears. Was the Son Heung-Min really asking you out? You were so surprised it took you a moment to process his words and try to understand if it wasn't actually a prank or something, because it was too good to be true.

"I, um..."

Poor Sonny thought that meant you weren't interested, but you were actually just thinking if you should pinch yourself to wake up from that dream lol that made him a bit worried, but he was determined to let it all out.

"Look, (Y/N)" - he sighed - "i'm obviously very nervous because i clearly don't do this often" - he chuckled - "but i think you're amazing and i really admire you, and i would like to get to know you more. I mean, we're always talking about me, but i would like to get to know more about you too, because you seem like a really great person" - he looked down shyly as he spoke.

He was sooooo adorable you couldn't take it 😩 so when he started talking again you immediatly cut him off.

"It's okay if you don't feel comfortable about it, i just needed to t-"

"I would love to!" - you interrupted him, smiling - "Sonny, it would be a total pleasure"

His face instantly lit up.

"Really?" - he said, smiling and lifting his face up, making his hair jiggle a little.

You chuckled at his adorableness.

"Of course! You know what, uno reverse card: now you ask the questions. Think you can handle it?" - you said, playfully.

He threw his head back and laughed. The sight was so adorable you couldn't believe this angel was really asking you out.

"It's a deal then, ms. (L/N)" - he said and put his hand out as you shook it. That first touch was electrifying for both of you.

"Deal" - you echoed his words, winking.

"Well, then i have to go practice to really not disappoint the best journalist i know" - he said with a grin - "let's keep in touch until then?"

"Sounds perfect" - you said, smiling.

Wow, you loved seeing him like that, feeling comfortable and playing around. You couldn't wait for Friday.

You said goodbyes and Sonny felt like a weight had been lifted up from his shoulders. Did he really just ask his crush out and she said yes?! He couldn't wait to tell Richie about it. He would so be proud 😉

#son heung min #son heung min x reader #son heung min imagine #son heung min fanfiction #football fanfiction

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boinin · 8 months

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the new chapter is so damn hype

nearly everyone gets a moment to look cool as hell. I'm also really enjoying the scanlation team's dialogue choices this week.

starting with Kaiser and Ness, who are doing nothing to quell the D/s vibes with this exchange

and Kaiser isn't limited to metavision or predator eye... those aren't irises, those are wheels VRRRRMM

New ability revealed, VEHICULAR MANSLAUGHTER /s

more low-effort takes on the new chapter below the cut

This is the impact Isagi's persistent annoyingness has had. Kaiser's actively taking account of his position when aiming for the goal. That's exactly what Isagi wanted (from back in chp 221). Now he better live with the consequences.

Kaiser's eyeballs can apparently speak now too. Rawr.

Isagi: tells anyone who asks about his skills, including his opponents Isagi when said opponents turn it back on him: >:(

Aiku looks extra unhinged here, love to see it.

More seriously, it's heartwarming to see Barou's growth over the course of the series. He's gone from king -> villain -> Snuffy's successor -> archvillain with a team full of henchmen.

He looks dope generally this week, I love his lightning motif. Aiku's panel with the snake is my pick for this chapter, but Barou is the artist's favourite and it shows.

But they're not alone! Look how cool Niko looks here! We're on a metavision count of four this chapter (following Kaiser, Isagi and Aiku).

Also his commentary on the work conditions is a mood. Niko's such a shady kid, love it. He's also going to be terrifyingly good, given he's only sixteen or so here (assuming his birthday takes place before or during the NEL). He's a full three years younger than Lorenzo and Aiku, yet still manages to keep up and hold his own. What a legend.

There's something inherently hilarious about imagining a teenage boy yelling "what are you guys, some friggin' chimera??!" at his rivals on a football pitch

Never change, slursagi.

Speaking of swearing, here's Hiori!

Who 1) looks DOPE in this panel, look at his flow eyes, and 2) would never fucking say fucking fucking ever /s

Isagi roaring at him to come is also funny. no context blue lock quotes continues to be a gold mine.

Still no MV eyes from Hiori yet, even though he's confirmed to have it. I can't wait to see what his looks like.

Lastly, there's this. I have no idea what they're going for (uber-rous?), but it's hilarious:

his face is all banged up but he's so happy still 🥹

@echari3 you'll enjoy this panel

#blue lock #blue lock spoilers #blue lock manga #blue lock manga spoilers #bllk chp 232 #boinin talks bllk #michael kaiser #isagi yoichi #aiku oliver #baro shoei #niko ikki #hiori yo #don lorenzo #shitpost

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50cal-fullauto-astarion · 3 months

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please please please stallard x ghost and the "Aww, love you too." prompt🙏🙏🙏

LOVE YOU SO SO SO SO POWERFUL MUCH. 🥹🥹🥹

Simon "Ghost" Riley x f!OC / Simon doesn't know where to go when he detoxes. It makes him crawl back to an old flame, and he sweats out addiction and ugliness.

TW's: drug withdrawal, mentions of violent infanticide.

The fevers go by in spikes of blurred dreams. This is where Ghost would die, if he was done paying for all the shit he's done. Figures it's owed, his soul's in the red, and deep in the shit. Course, he wouldn't be lucky enough to die detoxing off pills.

It's the dog legs of July, 2012. World was supposed to end a month ago. It didn't. Now he's sweating out his demons in Stallard's guest bedroom. The guest bedroom in the house she shares with her husband.

That's right. She's no longer Stallard, is she? She's Graves. Saeda Graves.

It's hard to keep that in mind when he wants to shred his skin to get the goddamned bugs out from under it. When all his bones ache the same as trees turned tinder by nuclear blast radii.

And the fucking hallucinations. Christ. He can't escape Tommy's son. Can't see his fuckin' face, no, but he can see his little socked feet. Can see his bloody chest rising and falling. Can hear his death rattle. Over there, just under the dresser.

Falls out the bed, tryin' to get to him. Cracks his temple off the corner of the nightstand, busts his chin on the hardwood.

Stallard isn't there one moment, and then she is, over the span of a blink--one that lasts ten minutes when his pounding heart demands unconsciousness, because his brain can't decide which panicking bodily system is most deserving of attention and correction, when it is too far burnt down to even regulate itself.

"Christ, Simon," she mumbles, crouching, and there was a time, years ago, when he'd grab her hips, and drag her over his face, as if forcing her into a saddle. "Split your fuckin' head open. The fuck're you doin', man?" she asks, more herself than him.

"Shut th'fuck up," he says, or he thinks he does. If it fell out of his mouth, she had the grace he's never possessed in his life to ignore it. Just hooks her arms under his pits, and hoists him back in the bed.

The moment he hits the sweaty sheets, his brain pulls a hard left. His nephew is gone, the death rattle is gone, the smell of blood in the air--gone, gone, fucking gone. His head is spinning, and he feels spiders crawling across his skin, and his brain is burning, cooking, broiling to death in his battered skull.

Stallard: gone again, back again, and, now, she's cleaning up his forehead, pulling it back together where it split. She seals it shut with super glue, an old trick he remembers she'd picked up from the Rangers.

"Stop," he grunts, trying to push at her hands, but she ducks and bites his little finger. A nip sharp enough to drop his hands, and he remembers that, too. She picked that up from farriers working on horses that bit at their shoulders and asses--just bite the fuckers back, make them stop.

"Dumb bastard," she says under her breath, and she focuses in his eyes.

He's missed her. He's always fucking missed her, and he remembers everything about what they had. The way her hair felt sliding through his hands, black as pitch. The elastic lines around her mouth as she smiled. How her eyes would return to him when he spoke, when her mind was years and years behind them, before she had gotten the bulk of her tragedies out of the way.

There was a wedding portrait in the hall on the way to this guest room. She--she looked fucking awful. Her wedding was not hers, and he can tell without asking how it went down. He hated her dress, and her veil, and her bouquet, and her short fucking, shit-grinning groom.

He hates this house. He hates her last name. He hates that she didn't somehow know to fucking wait for him.

He hates that even if she did, he couldn't have done shit-all about actually marrying her.

"I hate you," he croaks, staring hard into her eyes as she fusses over him, and her hands still. Her gaze zeroes in, wide and hurt, and he continues to drill into those gray-green eyes. And he likes it. He likes that he's wounded her in her big, fancy house, with that big, ugly ring on her finger. He just don't know, though, he don't understand just how fucking bad it is under this roof. "Fuckin' hell, I hate you."

A huge sigh heaves her chest, and she shakes her head, capping the super glue as her eyes flicker away. "Aw. Love you, too," she says, but the tone of her joke is flat, carries on without heart to back it up.

His mouth staggers away without his control after a few moments of floating, paint-smear silence, and his voice almost cracks when he insists, "Shouldn't have married him, Saeda."

"Yeah, well." Her fingers worry the two gold necklaces around her throat, all of her little gold crosses, the chintzy yellow gold and opal ring he scrimped and scraped and save to buy her a lifetime ago. "Woulda been you, if you hadn't'a fuckin' died, Simon."

The silence rings in his ears. Imagines it rings in hers as well.

She picks her ass up off the bed, pulls a pack of cigarettes out of her back pocket, and lights one. After she takes a drag, she puts it to his lips, giving him a sorely needed hit of nicotine. Another little mercy of hers, caring for him, even when he is wrong. And he is wrong to and about her so fucking often.

#holler holler get $#my work #otp: rent lowering gunshots #simon ghost riley #ghost x oc #ghost x original character

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seasidepierre · 2 years

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Welcome backkkk💕 Could you please write a small blurb where Charles and the reader go on a Ferris Wheel (which is as big as the London Eye or the Singapore Flyer) and the reader is fidgety because of her acrophobia, so Charles keeps her close to him and tries to comfort her with forehead kisses🥺 love your writing so much by the way, lots of love to you✨

🥹🫶🏻

"I swear we're almost done," Charles whispers in your ear, his lips seeking the small patch of skin right in the middle of your forehead just after.

You have no idea how he managed to convince you to board this freaking Ferris Wheel but here you are, sat on a small bench in a bubble hanging a million feet above the ground, ready to crash at any second.

"We're safe, I promise," Charles repeats for the thousandth time. "We'll be off in just a couple of minutes."

As soon as the little door closed on you, you knew you'd be about to die. Charles couldn't wait to show you the view of Singapore, of the track and you got fooled by his smile and his sparkling eyes. And even though it is pitch black thanks to the fact that you are well past your bedtime, you could see the lights of the track beneath you, like the pathway to hell itself, waiting for you to join the abyss of the world.

"I hate this," Your voice shakes in your throat.

"I forgot you were afraid of heights, I'm sorry," Charles murmurs against your forehead. "Breathe with me, you'll get through this, I promise."

It takes three tries for you to follow his calm breathing, even though your hands violently shake in his and your whole body is just as bad. You can't believe you left him do that to you. And if it wasn't for the sweet caress of his thumb of your cheek, you would probably be crying right now.

But the pod finally finishes the entire rotation, coming back to its starting point and you exit it like a great fire is about to lit your behind.

"Never again, Charles," You stammer.

"I promise, Babe."

#cozy night #prompted writing #charles leclerc fluff #charles leclerc fanfic #charles leclerc fic #charles leclerc imagine #charles leclerc x you #charles leclerc x reader #charles leclerc self insert #drabbles galore

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theragethatisdesire · 9 months

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I’M ACTUALLY EARLY ENOUGH TO PARTICIPATE IN THIS YAY 😭😭

okay okay okay so i’m thinking 236 with plug!eren. i feel like he’d love to see you wearing his things like wearing his hoodie after six could easily start up a round two.

and then that last chapter got me thinking abt 116 w/ him too, i can’t wait to see a more possessive/protective side to him in the future possibly 👀 that “my girl” had me feeling things lol

and then 8 for jean. i have no specific reason, he’s just sexy and i’m impulsive so i wanna fuck him there, but he’s also tall as hell so it would be a struggle for him LMAO

this was just an excuse to talk to you abt plug!eren and jean, please don’t think i’m expecting drabble from you i just wanna ramble 😭😭🥹

DLFADLFDA hi bestie!!!! you're so full of ideas i literally love it so much i just.....you're so right. ESP about plug!eren he's so possessive on the low and he tries to hold himself back but he can't always help himself. like, he def has you dressed up all in his little hoodies and t-shirts and you're always covered in little bites and bruises and hickeys and going through dozens of bottles of concealer and he absolutely gets you a little necklace with an E charm on it like that's not canon but it's canon <333 i LOVE him!!!!

but your idea with jean....i....i simply couldn't resist....

NSFW below the cut >:)

The first thing you learned about Jean Kirschstein was that his ego knows no bounds. He isn't a selfish person, quite the opposite, actually, but as the starting pitcher for Paradis University's top-ranking baseball team, he has a constant supply of ego-fueling screams from the stands to keep his self-image bloated and well-fed.

Hundreds of girls screaming their name would make any man unreasonably confident, but Jean has the gall to blame his borderline-conceit on you of all people. You expect me not to have a big head when I have a girlfriend this gorgeous? C'mon babe, be serious.

Jean's favorite way to feed his ego, by extension, is by taking you anywhere he wants, any time. Considering that he leaves your legs shaking and your voice raspy, you're not one to complain, but this tendency of his does force you into some rather suspect situations.

Take tonight, for example. The Paradis Devils pulled a 5-3 victory off over the Marley Warriors, their conference rival, and it was, frankly, mostly thanks to Jean's signature curveball pitch. When he eyed you in the stands from the pitch, a toothpick sticking out from his smirk and a dark glint to his smile that only you knew how to interpret, the deafening cheers in the stadium faded to a low hum in comparison to the rush of blood to your face.

"Jean, we're going to get caught-"

"Sh," Jean hushes you, shoving you none-too-gently against the door of his flashy pickup truck, "who cares?"

"Me," you whine pitifully into his mouth, already limp and malleable in his strong hands.

"Not going to help me celebrate my victory? You know you're the reason we won," Jean mouths his way down your neck, pulling a whimper from you, "do it all for you, baby."

"But there's people around Jean, the game just let out."

"Hop in, then," Jean smacks your ass playfully, "windows are tinted, remember?"

As if you don't know the windows are tinted, not after Jean's last game, the baseball banquet, your Honor's Society awards dinner...you acquiesce him with a roll of your eyes, clambering up into the backseat.

Jean follows you, hazel eyes hooded and hungry and hat backwards on his head, never letting his hands drift from you for long. He wrestles his jersey off before climbing in, tossing it carelessly into the passenger seat and laying his long body over yours. He reaches back and fumbles for the door handle, finally finding purchase and swinging it closed, only to accidentally thwack his leg, shooting his body forward and consequently knocking your head into the opposite door.

"Fuck."

"Ow!"

"Car sex always looks so much easier in the movies," Jean winces, shaking his head.

"Then why can't we just wait until we get home? Your apartment's only five minutes away," you giggle, only half-meaning your words when Jean's muscled torso is pressing into your heated skin.

Jean doesn't answer at first, instead dipping his hand down to rub insistently over your clothed, pulsing cunt. He chuckles darkly at your responding moan, the way your hips buck up desperately into his hand, betraying your words.

"If you think you're getting out of this car without my cum dripping down your legs, you've lost your goddamn mind."

#DID I JUST ACCIDENTALLY COME UP WITH A NEW JEAN VERSE FOR MYSELF #i need baseball player jean like...unbelievably bad #where did this COME from #congratulations softjaegerhours you have lit the candle of inspiration in my head #this needs to be a full length fic stat #sorry for going Feral on the ask at literally 11:52am #thank you for this lovely prompt my friend #softjaeger.moot #ask games #rage.rambles #jean kirschstein x reader #jean kirstein x reader #jean x reader

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ikram1909 · 8 months

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gavi really is the soul and heart of barça words can't describe how thankful i am to have him in my team 😭❤ idk how to explain it but i feel like he's such a unique player even just with how strong his personality is at barely 19 years of age and he's become such an important figure in the dressing room honestly he's incredible. so loyal and selfless and always fighting for his people and protecting them ❤ a kid that will do everything to help its teammates and always showers them in love and affection 🥺

He really is the heart of the team. Xavi has said it many times and it's because he sees directly how Gavi brings the group together on a daily basis both on the pitch and outside it. He's definitely way more mature than his age suggests, he acts and carries himself like he's in his thirties rather than 19 lol. I'm still not over the report calling him the Godfather of the younger players like he's not the second youngest player in the squad still 😭 Romeu said in yesterday's conference that he's a joy to be around in the dressing room like he must be so fun even when the cameras aren't around. Perhaps even more so then. He's a good kid and he has a heart of gold La Masía just gave us the perfect future captain and I cannot wait to see him wear that armband.

There's a video going around that's compiling Gavi's interactions with Lewy and a lot of people are starting to see Gavi for who he really is rather than what he keeps being painted as which is a relief. I can't wait for them to find out that you can make a video like that of him with every single one of our players. Like literally all of them. I saw this one earlier and was like 🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹 he's so sweet and so are all his friendships in barça

#pablo gavi #baby waby

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mountttmase · 8 months

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Girl about the family day concept 🤭🩷

You live in London and usually drive up to Manchester on Friday and semd the weekend with him.

Maybe you told him you were not going to be able to be there cause you have an emergency at work or you have to do your overtime...so of course he is super sad cause not only you were not going to be there fir the family day but he won't be able to see you that week.

Of course he can't be so sad cause it's not on your power, you just had to stay in London and summer is going to be over for the first time for more than a day so he has to make sure to be the best uncle everyone no sadness accepted

You somehow manage to do all the work on Saturday, maybe working till super late, let's say midnight, so you run home, have a shower and get in your car/train and go to Manchester.

You arrive at 5 am and call him, he answers the phone and is super scared cause why would you call him at this time and you just tell him to open the door...he doesn't connect the dots immediately so you tell him that you're outside and you're freezing so he gets up and looks out of his window course he still doesn't belive you and you're actually there.

He opens the door and after hugs and kisses you go back to bed.

In the morning summer has the habit to go in uncle Mason bed and wake him up but as soon as she opens the door and sees you die starts to scream all excited so you wake up and it's all a big group cuddle.

You and his family have breakfast all together and have a perfect morning with him taking you around Manchester with summer on his shoulders and you by his side.

After lunche you go at the training pitch and it's all fun with Mason and Summer running around.

At some point you sit down with jaz and Debbie and they start talking about how good Mason is with summer and Mila, and you obviously agree.

When you go back at his is actually time for you to go back in London cause you have to work but you have two last surprises. Let's say you're alone cause his family left when you turned back from the training ground....you go to your car and grab a little package and tell him to just open it

And he finds inside a work contract foe a job in Manchester...so you are going to finally move and live up there with him and he is already super happy

But there's something else for him...while you were a the training centre you bought a little uniform and you give it to him too...he thinks it is for Mila so asks you why you didn't give it to jaz when they were there but you tell him that it's not for her and take out of your pocket a pregnancy test🥹🤭

STOP I READ TBIS LAST NIGHT AND WANTED TK SAVE IT I LOVE IT SO MUCH

he’d be so upset that you couldn’t make it and when you tell him your outside he’s so bewildered and then he can’t sleep cause he’s so excited you’re there and just wants to hold you and not miss a second.

And you just have the best day together like he can’t wait to show you around and show you what he does all day 🥺 and he’s so good with the babies

And then telling him you’re moving I bet he’d be so floored like he wanted you there from the start but he knew you had your own life to sort out

And then a baby in top omg I bet he feels like all his Christmas’s came at once 😭 I wanna give him a baby 😭

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grippingbeskar · 1 year

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Hey lovely 😊 how's life? How are you REALLY doing?

I'm patiently waiting for 25th chapter of salt, ice and fire. 😇 It's totally fine if you want to concentrate on something else for a while, just wanted to know if you're okay 🥹

It is a coincidence, but everytime I had a shitty day, suddenly a new chapter came out and it always made me feel so much better. I'm having extremely hard time at work lately and everyday I'm hoping for the next chapter. At the same time I don't want it to end yet and the realization breaks my heart, so actually I'm glad you haven't posted it 🫠

I'm such a tragic piece of shit 😆

Anyway, can I have a tiny tiny request? I'd love a one shot with Frank with a lot of fluff and "sweeheart"(s) and love and just Frank being supportive and protective, basically anything that would take my mind off work. I've been getting up way too early, coming home late, the job itself is not so bad, but the people are awful. To be honest, everyday I come home shut the front door and just break down in tears.

Whoa, can't believe I made this about myself, when I was asking how are YOU doing. I still wanna know! 🙃

I hope I'm not asking too much, if you don't feel like writing it, I'll understand.

Take care 🖤

sweet loving— a SIAF drabble

— @lemon-world1 read the end of this fic for my long ass reply to this sweet message, i ranted a bit too long lmao 💞

— also, this can be read as a lil one shot, but it’s set in my series universe, salt, ice and fire, between chapter 24 and 25. but it’s just sweet and fluffy. this isn’t proof read i wrote it as soon as i got this ask so pls excuse any errors <3

— warnings: none. just happy thoughts :)

Your shoulders ache, feet past the point of pain as you trudge through the door and slam it behind you. It wasn’t anything in particular— more everything all at once that was weighing on you. Even your hands shook as they through the keys on the table, the loud clatter like a final straw, making your eyes squeeze shut at the noisy intrusion.

You only make it about three steps forward before you hear him moving. It’s late— windows permanently drawn shut, but usually the light can trickle in when the sun hits, dancing along the old wood floors like shimmering diamonds. Not now though. Apart from the hue of the moon, the apartment is pitch black, so even if your eyes were open you wouldn’t see him coming. He clears the length of the living room in only a few long strides, your eyes not even having time to open before you feel him.

He doesn’t say anything, either because it’s so late and he doesn’t want to crack the silence or because he could tell it had been a long day. He always could just tell— it would of been unnerving, how easily he could read you, if you didn’t love it so much. His arms wrap tightly around your lower back, the other snaking under your ass so he can lift you up off the floor. Your legs relax around him, a years worth of tension floating down and away from you just in the way he holds you close.

Your head falls into the crook of his neck, back almost arching into the heat of his body. He had been asleep, you could tell because of how warm his skin was, and how he groaned lazily as he turned to walk you into your bedroom.

“Hey, sweetheart.” He murmurs, head dipping to kiss under your jaw. You can’t find words just yet, just humming in response as his lips continue their path down your neck. It’s all softness and sweetness, and it’s another way Frank manages to read you. He knows what you want before you ever have to ask for it.

You expect to be taken to bed, content to fall asleep in the clothes you were in all day if it meant staying attached to Frank’s body, but instead you feel the cold porcelain of the sink under your thighs. Your eyes flutter open, seeing the cool tones of your bathroom shadowed behind Franks body, his hands holding your head up.

“Hey.” You smile lazily, and he returns it, light sparkling in his eye when you nuzzle your face into his palm. “What’re we doing in here?”

“Getting changed.” He says simply, his hands travelling down to hook underneath your shirt and swiftly pull it over your head. You let him move you around, a sleepy smile on your face, content to do whatever it is he wants you to do. “Can’t sleep in jeans.”

“I can just sleep naked.” He leans into your open legs, chest pressing to yours as he laughs, the sound muffled in your hair. You feel his hands again, calloused and searching for the clip of your bra, undoing it like he has a thousand times before. It still sends a shiver up your spine.

“Heads always in the gutter, ain’t it sweetheart?” He pulls a shirt— his shirt, you can tell— over your head, before his hands come back to your cheeks to encourage you closer. He finally kissed you, and you sigh appreciatively, like he’s serving you something you’ve craved for months, though it had really just been mere hours.

The kiss is slow. His lips melt into your own, your body slumping forward to taste more of him. Your hands wander through his hair, down his neck to his shoulders, his skin still impossibly warm despite the chill air of the bathroom. You moan as his hands dip again, slowly working the button on your jeans. When they give, he slides you off the counter, and you whine when his lips leave yours.

“Frank.” You pout, and he shakes his head. You can see the smug smirk of his face from this angle as he sinks down in front of you, taking your jeans off and freeing your legs so you stood before him in just his shirt and your underwear.

He takes his time coming back up, hands sliding up the skin of your calves, slowly up behind your thighs, stopping on your ass. He can’t help himself even in the middle of the night, giving the flesh a light squeeze that he knows always makes you laugh before stilling on your hips.

“Didn’t realise you’d be so late, baby.” He flicks the lights off, sinking you both into darkness as he guides you back to your bedroom.

“Neither. Took too long.” You can’t think about the events of the day, not when he’s kissing you all over, worshipping every bit of you he can reach before he tugs you down on the bed.

“What happened?” He wraps his arms around you, trailing his fingers up and down your leg as he pulls you flush against his body.

“Someone was just… they said some shit when I walked past. Nothing crazy, I just— “ You whisper all of it in confession. “People are just the fucking worst sometimes.”

“Who?” Franks voice drops lower, a tone you only recognise when he’s holding a gun.

“I don’t know them. It’s fine, I just don’t want to think about it anymore.” Frank grumbles something aggressive under his breath, and you have no doubt he’ll push you on it tomorrow, but for now his hands are too distracting, and the wet heat of his mouth under your jaw has you sighing his name. “Fuck, Frank.”

“It’s late, baby. Get some sleep— I’ll take care of you in the morning.” His words drip like honey down your spine, full of care and affection you wouldn’t think was possible from someone who used to be so hard and cold to you. Now, it was impossible to place him acting with anything but utter adoration with you.

You hum again, and as much as you want to roll over and show him how much you appreciate him, the simple touches and gestures of this moment are sending you drifting off to a place of complete relaxation. So much so that you can feel sleep creeping up behind your closed eyes, Frank still kissing you softly on the top of your head before tucking himself behind you on the pillows.

“Love you, Frankie.” You feel him puff out a breath at the nickname, his smile evident on your skin.

“I love you, sweetheart.” He replies back, and you drift to sleep, knowing Frank will always give you exactly what you need, even if it’s as simple as a good nights sleep.

—first hello. i want you to know this literally made me CRY. like tears were shed. you are the sweetest person ever i am actually a mess. i love hearing that the story has the ability to make you happy in any way, it’s all i ever wanted to do and i appreciate you so much! i am working on the next chapter, ngl i have been distracted watching the last of us and falling into a joel miller hole (he is just so fine i whfjeigkfj) BUT it’s coming!!!

—and i am in the same boat. i don’t want the story to end at all, and i think that’s why i’m putting off writing this next chapter. i know there’s one more after this, but i think i’ll have written everything i wanted to write for this series after the next two. so i think that will actually be it and i am EMOTIONAL! i think i’ll take a little break from series, because i miss writing one shots for frank BUT there is more series in the future, and i will definitely not stop writing for frank ever. he’s my number one forever and always.

—i’m so so sorry you’re having a hard time at the moment, but i hope this tiny lil moment right here helps a little!!! i’ve placed it in the SIAF world, and it’s literally the timeline right in between the last chapter and the next chapter, so i’m basically bribing you with this in hopes it’ll help until i finish the next chapter 😭

—okay i’ll stop ranting now, but as soon as i saw this ask i was like i need to write this right now because you deserve it. lots of love, and i hope things start to look up for you. xx

#frank castle #frank castle x reader #the punisher #frank castle x y/n #frank castle x you #marvel tv #the punisher x reader #the punisher x you #marvel #the punisher x y/n

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f1-disaster-bi · 1 month

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ahhh, okay, yay !! so, i have two snippets that i think you’ll like — there’s this one from the prologue, where the two of them first meet:

“I just don’t see what’s so terrible about knowing the difference between good and evil, anyway.”

“Well,” said the angel, in the subtly concerned tone of someone who cannot see it either and does not quite understand why they cannot see it. “It must be bad, um…”

“Fernando,” the demon supplied. He ignored the pang in his chest at the reality of not being remembered by the angel in front of him - it shouldn’t have surprised him, really, that the memory of him would have been erased from the the minds of those who had known him before he’d left Heaven. And the two of them had only met once, after all, shortly before his departure. And he had a new name now, anyway; the one he’d had as an angel was not at all suitable for someone living Below.

But still.

“Lanciel,” the angel returned, though he had been thinking recently of changing his name, or at least shortening it - Lanciel was a lovely name, of course, he was grateful to Heaven for giving it to him, but it was not quite him. “Anyway, it must have been bad. Otherwise you wouldn’t have been involved.”

and then this little random one from the doc of snippets for the fic i have, just a little funny one:

There was a moment of tense silence throughout the Aston, before Lance spoke, voice completely devoid of emotion in a way that was obviously deliberate. “So. Wrong boy?”

Fernando nodded, eyes haunted behind his sunglasses. “Wrong boy.”

“Wrong boy,” Lance repeated, and his voice was certainly not devoid of emotion in now. In fact, it was pitched so high as to be on the verge of hysteria, and shaking like a leaf in a Florida hurricane.

Fernando sighed. His glasses slid up slightly as he pinched the bridge of his nose. “Wrong boy.”

Another moment of silence, this one shorter than the first, before Lance suddenly leaned forward. His forehead came to rest against the Aston’s dashboard, and then a high-pitched noise of distress filled the car, the kind that would have its place coming from a cat which has just had its tail stepped on - or, in this case, from an angel who has just realized he has been playing godfather to the wrong Antichrist for eleven years.

In lieu of anything else to say or do, Fernando awkwardly patted him on the head.

and that’s it !! i hope you like these, and thanks again for the birthday wishes, it means a lot <3 hope you have a fantastic day !!

Akzjdjd I absolutely love these!!!

It's so good already Dolly, I can't wait to see the rest!

You're writing is just amazing 🥹

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can i request something ??

idol!enha reaction to coming home late at night and finds you sleeping on their side of the bed while hugging their pillow 🥹

thank you so much for this request!!! it was honestly so fun to write this sort of thing for the members <3 i hope you enjoy reading it almost as much as i enjoyed writing it for you!!!

late night love!

lee heeseung - 이희승!

🪴 heeseung walked in to the bedroom and the sight he was met with was you, asleep on your side, cuddled up with his pillow between your arms and the side of your head resting on top of it; exactly how you lie on his chest when your cuddling.

🪴 heeseung was enamoured with the sight of you asleep with his pillow, but he fell further in love with you when he realised you were dressed in one of his bed t-shirts and a pair of his boxer shorts; clearly missing him.

🪴 even though he'd seen you this morning as the pair of you were getting ready together for work, he'd still missed you indescribably and wished he was here with you when you fell asleep, he felt a little bit of guilt for his job causing what felt like a huge distance between the pair of you, but he knew you'd call him an idiot for thinking such things, especially with how hard he worked to achieve his dream career.

🪴 he can't help but slip into bed with you and lean in to your sleeping back and place soft kisses on your exposed shoulders before he decides to wrap his arm around your waist. immediately, feeling his arm around your waist, and his plump lips against your shoulder, you lean backward into his chest and let out a deep sigh of relief. in fact before heeseung had arrived back home you had been flitting between being awake and a light sleep, heeseung also knew this was a thing as you often struggled to sleep without his presence since the start of your relationship.

park jongseong - 박중성!

🪴 jay is exhausted from the long day of various schedules and can't wait to come home to you. however he kind of expected you to be awake when he arrived back to your shared apartment. he guessed you had fell asleep however when he entered the apartment and called your name, receiving no answer.

🪴 he wasn't complaining though as the sight he was met with, was something that'd he treasure for months to come. there you lay peacefully, chest rising and falling softly, you lay on his side of the bed, with your head on one of his pillows and the other held tight in your embrace.

🪴 on top of the adorable sight he was met with, he could faintly make out his voice playing quietly from your phone that lay next to your ear, something you only did when you missed him and found it hard to fall asleep.

🪴 this broke his heart just how much you had missed him, he got himself ready for bed and just before he placed his phone on charge, he messaged jungwon and the manager to see what schedules he had tomorrow. when they responded that he only had to go to the studio, he asked whether he could postpone it until the following day, and when given the thumbs up he turned off all his alarms for the morning, determined to have a lie in with the one he loves.

sim jaeyun - 심재윤!

🪴 jake would 100% have to hold in a high pitched squeal at the sight he sees when he enters your room after a long day of schedules. laying on his side of the bed, you're fast asleep, with your arms wrapped tightly around his pillow and your head buried in the fabric of the pillowcase, filling you sinuses with his scent.

🪴 with jake's days being busy with schedules, you barely get to see him, as he leaves before dawn, and arrives past midnight most days; and you have normally fell asleep by the time he arrives back home.

🪴 jake would have! to take a picture of you (he takes too many) to join the other candid photos that he's secretly took of you throughout your relationship.

🪴 once he's ready for bed he would slip in to your side of the bed, and upon feeling the bed dip, you'd automatically roll your body over to him, and bury your nose in the real thing, slightly awake you'd murmur a quiet "jakey?" before he'd hum in confirmation and coax you back to sleep, rubbing small circles on your shoulder or lower back.

park sunghoon - 박성훈!

🪴 hoon is a little shit. at first he arrives at your apartment all’s he wants to do is collapse on the bed but then he sees you sleeping.

🪴 just as he was about to (annoyingly) wake you up, and tell you to move, he notices your holding his pillow gently in your embrace, nestling your head in to the side of it almost as if its his slender figure.

🪴 he ends up screaming internally at the sight and taking a photo of the scene, setting it as a lock screen before he decides to remove the pillow from your grasp and replace it with himself.

🪴 the movement however causes you to wake up startled, and hoon cant help but giggle at the sight of you; half asleep but ready to attack any possible intruders that may have broken in. but when you realise its only your boyfriend, you lie back down head buried under the quilt.

kim sunoo - 김산우!

🪴 kim sunoo loves seeing you sound asleep, especially when it's on his side of the bed and your head is resting on his pillow.

🪴 the sight is even more heartwarming when he sees that you've grabbed one of your favourite clean t-shirts of his from the drawer and placed it over the pillow, with your head buried in the fabric. he'd been staying with the rest of the boys for a couple of days due to long, early morning schedules, so you hadn't seen him since he left for the dorms.

🪴 he just has to take a picture of you and send it to his parents and maybe even the rest of the boys, just to show them how adorable you were - he loves to show you off to his friends and family, and also to appreciate your beauty when he has to stay at the dorms for a couple days and misses you dearly.

🪴 he can't help but tuck you in to bed and leave a kiss on your button nose whilst he goes to get a shower and get changed into some comfy pyjamas. when he returns to the bedroom he takes off the face mask you fell asleep in and bins it, massaging any excess serum in to your skin before once again kissing your nose, which subconsciously scrunches at the kiss he leaves behind.

yang jungwon - 양정원!

🪴 jungwon wouldn't even notice that you're on his side of the bed at first, as he rushes in to the bedroom to grab his towel before going to wash up and get rid of the nasty sweaty feeling he has before he even thinks about getting in to bed with you.

🪴 it's almost an hour later after he's finished washing up that he comes back into the bedroom and notices you on his side of the bed, sprawled on top of his pillow, and he can't help but feel guilty.

🪴 jungwon knew that you tried to stay up for him to arrive back from his late night schedule, but your exhaustion was just too much. the pair of you had planned to have dinner together and watch a film in bed, but with his manager calling for an impulsive dance practice, he had to delay such plans, and hope that you'd still be willing to have dinner and watch a film a bit later than originally planned. however practice droned on and on until it was past 11pm, and by the time he was leaving, he was sure you'd be fast asleep.

🪴 he knew that it was likely you hadn't ate food yet, so he decided make some cup ramens before waking you up, gently shaking your left shoulder and placing a small peck to your forehead, before gently pulling you up on to your feet. knowing it took a moment for you to be stable on your feet after having woken up unexpectedly, he let you tired frame fall to rest against his chest, before lifting you up like a joey (baby koala) attached to its mother, and walking towards the living room.

nishimura riki - 니시무라리키!

🪴 riki was used to seeing you asleep on his side of the bed especially when he got home from late schedules. you were quite a restless sleeper and any time that riki would get out of bed to get a drink or go to the toilet, he'd come back in to see you on his side of the bed, but with being a deep sleeper as well, he'd always manage to gently shuffle your sleeping body over enough to slide back in to bed before you'd roll back over to him.

🪴 that being said, he still finds the sight adorable when you're dressed in one of his hoodies, which is almost like a dress on you, and cuddled into both his pillow and the blanket that swallows your sleeping figure.

🪴 riki would take a picture of your sleeping figure on the polaroid camera you bought him for his birthday and place the picture in the back of his phone case before turning off the bedside lamp you had accidentally left on and pick up the book you must have dropped when you fell asleep earlier that night.

🪴 niki tries not to disturb your sleeping figure as he settles into bed, and is playing on his phone for a little bit until he feels sleepy, but when he does he places his phone down on the bedside table on charge, and snuggles in to your back arms wrapped tightly around your waist and his leg placed over yours.

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