#he also always compliments me when he sees me which is really sweet but ugh
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#spent some time with ***** yesterday#god…. this would be a lot easier if he was just a totally unrepentant asshole and i could just cut him off completely#because it’s so fucking hard to get over someone when you still see all of the little things that you loved about them#we had a really good time together yesterday and it almost reminded me of old times before any of this stupid shit even happened#i had to keep stopping myself from holding his hand or touching him excessively but it just feels so unnatural it’s so hard#he also always compliments me when he sees me which is really sweet but ugh#like yesterday we took a picture together and after he was like#’you have such a beautiful smile’#and that was sweet right but also made it feel like my heart was collapsing in on itself#and we hugged for a looooooong time and i think we both know it’s because we still have so much attraction for each other leftover#and this is kind of the only way we can express it without fucking up the boundaries we already set#but jesus it’s hard#like god it’s so hard to be around him because i feel like i have to be cold and distant because otherwise this happens#like despite everything i can’t help how much i still love him#and that’s why i can’t talk about it because it feels like everyone expects me to hate him and want nothing to do with him#when the real issue is that yes i am still very mad at him but i wouldn’t be nearly as mad if i didn’t love him#in conclusion: fuck this stupid baka life#personal
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ੈ♡ DATING MATT HC’S!! ⋆｡˚
summary- Matt dating fem reader
warnings- none I don’t think
✩DATES I feel like dates for Matt consist of food and literally doing anything together 😭 (very simple guy) you guys could be sitting at the kitchen counter or in his car eating Taco Bell and laughing from scrolling through TikTok and bro will go home thinking you guys just had the most romantic date ever. It’s honestly super cute because he never gets bored of you and just being there with you makes him feel happy. (Cue nothing by Bruno mars☝🏽)
✩COMPLIMENTS bro is the rizzler idc what you or yo mamma says. He knows exactly what has you kicking and giggling and what makes you bust out laughing. Especially when guys come up to you and say something corny, he can tell how hard your trying to keep in your laugh to not hurt the poor guys feelings which makes him want to laugh even more. It’s honestly adorable when he compliments you because it’s literally out of nowhere. Which is why it makes your heart flutter every time because how genuine it is. “Wait when did you get your nails done? They look so good baby let me see” and he takes your hand SHOOT ME NOW OMG
✩LOVE LANGUAGE is 100% quality time. He’s always trying to invite you places and when you simply cannot show up he feels like you most literally never want to speak to him again. You’ve never felt so terrible. You always make it up to him tho which makes him feel a tiny bit better. Most of the time tho he understands but still tries to throw in a slight joke cause why not. “You’re not coming? Well just say you want to break up damn.” You never find it funny😭. He’s always trying to get you into every vlog and car video. He just wants to be in your presence 24/7 and you don’t mind not one bit. Unless you do then you’re literally lying but wtv. He also feels like he needs you to be there in case he really needs you. If he’s getting jumped by his brothers and losing an argument he’s 100% sure he’s correct about (the horror and betrayal on his face when you tell him he’s wrong) or if he’s scared to do something on his own and needs you to help or simply do it for him. He’s just so boyfriend ugh I can’t do it.
✩KISSING omfg I’ve been waiting for this moment. FOREHEAD AND SHOULDER KISSES BRO. You can tell this has been on my mind for a while. He’s just so sweet with it too he’ll just grab you face and plant a cute ass kiss on your forehead ughhhhhhh I hate this man. Or if he’s comforting you and your face is in his neck and he’s rubbing your back and he places kisses on your shoulder. Bonus points if you’re sitting on his lap.
✩ANNOYING THINGS HE DOES I feel like he can be your favorite person and your worst enemy at the same time. He definitely just randomly jabs you in the side with his finger. Bro idk if this has ever happened to you guys but that shit doesn’t fucking tickle it HURTS SO BAD. And he’ll just keep doing it whenever for whatever. At the most random times too like it’ll be dead silent and he just jabs you in the ribs with the straightest face while your body just gives the most dramatic reaction. He doesn’t care how much you hate it actually he’ll keep on😭. It makes you laugh most of the time and you’ll complain but sometimes your just not in the mood and you get so annoyed and give the most attitude cause what is he doing..he looks at you with furrowed brows “what is wrong with you??” And start just attacking you and jabbing you everywhere possible and you are hurting. You’re trying to yell and be mad but it turns into laughing and now you’re just stuck like that. Sorry
That’s it I’m going to bed but Matt is tloml just needed this to be cleared🫶🏽
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the little things // ben barnes
Summary: It's the small, consistent demonstrations of love and affection that build the foundation for a successful and long-lasting relationship.
Pairing: Ben Barnes x Reader
Word count: 1.2k
Warnings: lots of fluff
A/N: As always, remember English is not my first language. This isn’t proofread, so I apologize for any grammatical errors this may have.
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As the sun’s rays kissed the room, you slowly opened your eyes and found yourself wrapped in Ben’s arms. He looked so peaceful as he slept, his breathing steady and calm.
You couldn't resist leaning in and placing a gentle kiss on his cheek, ushering in the start of a new day. A soft groan escaped his lips as he stirred from his slumber, his eyes gradually fluttering open.
“Good morning,” you whispered, a smile forming on your lips.
“Good morning to you too,” he replied, his voice still groggy with sleep.
“How did you sleep?” you asked, tracing circles on his chest with your finger.
“Really well. Especially since I had such a beautiful woman next to me.”
A quick warmth spread across your cheeks as soon as the compliment left his lips. “Stop it,” you said, trying to hide your smile.
Even after two years of dating, you’d still flush every time he showered you with compliments. Which happened a lot, since Ben loved complimenting you. He never held back when it came to expressing how much he loved you, and how beautiful and talented you were. Among many other things. You also knew he secretly enjoyed having that kind of effect on you. He found it amusing to see you flustered, which added an extra layer of charm to your relationship.
Ben leaned in for a soft kiss on your lips. “I mean it,” he said, looking into your eyes. “I love waking up next to you.”
“I love waking up next to you too,” you replied, nestling your head into the crook of his neck.
You both lay there for a few more minutes, basking in the warmth of each other's embrace. The morning light peeked through the curtains, painting the room with a soft golden hue. Everything was calm and peaceful until the sound of your phone's alarm blasted through the serene atmosphere.
“Ugh, already?” you grumbled, reaching over to grab your phone and turn off the alarm.
Ben chuckled. “Time waits for no one, my love.”
You snuggled deeper into his arms, but you knew that you couldn't stay in bed forever. You let out a groan of protest as you rolled out of bed, making your way to the bathroom. As you brushed your teeth and got ready for the day ahead, Ben sat on the bed, scrolling through his phone.
“So, what's on your agenda today?” he asked.
“Just work,” you replied with a sigh. “Same old, same old.”
He nodded in understanding. “Well, when you get back we can cook dinner together and binge-watch our favorite show? How does that sound?”
You smiled at him through the reflection in the mirror. “Perfect.”
As you exited the bathroom and began to get dressed, Ben wrapped his arms around you from behind, resting his chin on your shoulder.
“You know I love mornings like this,” he whispered softly in your ear, placing a loving kiss on your neck.
With contentment, you made your way to the kitchen to have breakfast before heading out to work.
You sat at the kitchen table, sipping your coffee while admiring the way the soft morning light danced gently across your boyfriend's face. The sweet aroma of pancakes filled the kitchen as Ben flipped them over in the skillet.
It was moments like these that made you realize that it was the simple things in life that brought the most happiness. All you needed was the warmth of the kitchen, the comforting aroma of breakfast, and the company of your loved one.
“Those pancakes smell amazing.”
Ben smiled as he lifted his gaze from the frying pan. “That’s because I’m making your favorite, blueberry pancakes.” He returned his gaze to the pan, watching the mixture bubble and sizzle. “Just a few more minutes until they're ready.”
“You truly are the sweetest,” you gushed as you took another sip of your coffee.
Ben set two plates of fluffy blueberry pancakes on the table and sat down across from you.
“You know I only cook, so I can see you smile,” he said with a grin.
You laughed, taking a bite of the fluffy pancakes. “Mmm, well, it's working,” you said with a contented sigh. “These pancakes are amazing.”
Ben chuckled. “What can I say? It's my secret recipe.”
You sat in silence for a brief moment, taking bites of your food while lost in thought. Your gaze lifted to meet his and spoke softly. “Do you remember when we first met?”
Your boyfriend looked up from his plate. “Of course I do. Why?”
You smiled, remembering the day you first crossed paths. “It seems like it was ages ago, doesn't it?”
Ben chuckled, “Yeah, it does. But I remember it like it was yesterday. You were wearing a white sundress and had your hair in a messy bun.”
You laughed in surprise, “I can't believe you remember what I was wearing!”
Ben shook his head, a gleam of amusement in his eyes. “I couldn't take my eyes off of you. I knew I had to come over and talk to you.”
You felt a rush of warmth spread through you as you recalled that moment. “Thank you for doing that,” you said, reaching across the table to take Ben's hand.
He smiled back, his fingers curling around yours. “I'm glad I did. It was the best decision I've ever made.”
For a few moments, the two of you sat in quiet contemplation, lost in your own memories of those early days together. You remembered the butterflies in your stomach, the nervousness that came with holding hands for the first time, the late-night conversations, and the laughter that filled your home. Even though time had passed, those memories remained crystal clear, reminding you of everything you had built together.
Maintaining and strengthening your relationship over the last two years has not always been easy. Many difficulties have arisen along the way, ranging from trust issues to long-distance problems and personal disagreements. Despite these difficulties, you never gave up on each other or your relationship. You continuously worked on establishing and rebuilding trust and resolving issues through open communication, understanding, and forgiveness. You learned to appreciate the importance of resilience and perseverance in any healthy relationship, and never took each other for granted.
You both understood that a relationship requires hard work, patience, and effort from both parties. You knew that love alone is not enough to sustain a relationship in the long term. It requires constant nurturing and attention, as well as a deep-rooted commitment to make it work.
Your love for each other has only grown stronger over time, and you have learned to cherish and appreciate each other more every day.
“I still can't believe how lucky I am,” Ben finally said quietly.
You looked over at him, feeling grateful for the love that radiated out of every word he spoke.
“I feel the same way,” you replied, your words overflowing with genuine affection. “I can't imagine my life without you.”
Ben stood up from his chair and walked over to your side of the table. “You’ll never have to,” he whispered, as he delicately cradled your face in his hands.
Your faces were mere inches apart, and without any hesitation, Ben leaned in and pressed his lips to yours. The gentle caress of his hands against your cheeks sent shivers down your spine.
When you pulled apart, the way Ben gazed at you stirred up a flurry of emotions within your chest. You could feel the words forming on his lips before he even uttered a word.
“I love you,” Ben declared, his voice unwavering. “Always.”
“And I love you,” you said, your eyes shining brightly.
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CHAPTER 6 : HE FOUND ME..
> pairing : Nishimura Riki x Female Reader
> genre : college student AU! , Pool Lifeguard AU! , smau , fluff
> warnings : SLOW BURN!! , swearing , bad humor jokes , kys jokes (die etc) , kissing , semi verbal bullying (no violence) , reader! injuring herself by accident , missing parent figure
> chapter synopsis : Niki couldn’t his jealousy towards heeseung. Him hanging out with y/n already hit him like a rock. So Niki decides to add y/n on her socials. As Niki compliments y/n recent post, Isabelle founds out causing jealousy to build up in her.
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Niki’s pov:
I felt so angry when I saw Jake and Heeseung stories with y/n in them. Knowing that such a pretty girl is with 2 of your best looking friends hurts. Ugh imma go crazy over this girl.
I quickly followed her on all her social. Fuck I hope she doesn’t think I’m a stalker.. now I just have to wait till she follows me back. I walked downstairs to go get some water when I see Isabelle on my couch with my sisters. If I have to be honest with you Isabelle was a really sweet and pretty girl, always listen to my problems and overall a decent person. She’s moving to my college soon which is exciting, I just hope she gets along with my friends.
“Niki want to watch a movie with us?” Isabelle said softly. Making me turn around. “Sure but maybe just a few minutes I’m getting tired.” I walked over to the living room before sitting next to her. My eyes was focused on the movie when my phone lit up. Eyes widen at the notification, jumping off the sofa causing Isabelle to groan. “Fuck you niki I was comfortable laying down.” She held her head in pain. “I’m sorry I just need to go to bed.” It was late either ways.. before any of them could call me back I ran back up stairs.
I was just scrolling through twitter before coming across y/n recent post. God really put his time in creating such a beautiful girl. I liked her post and comment on it before turning on my tv.
The light from my phone caught my attention, grabbing it into my hand and I felt excitement take over my body and mind.
Y/N Y/L/N just followed me back. And replied to my comment.
y/n’s pov:
Jake, heeseung and my family were all sat in the living room doing whatever. I really miss these days where everyone would gather around almost every night before going back to their sweet home. I was zoning out from the conversation until I got a message from instagram, Twitter as well as tiktok.
instagram
nishimura.riki has followed you.
TikTok
dance.riki has followed you.
Twitter
nishimura.r1ki has followed you.
I clicked on his profile and scrolled through his feed. After clicking on some videos i finally realized it was the guy who caught me the week before term break. The scene still plays in my head till this day. I decided to text heeseung even though he’s literally in front of me but if I said it out loud, my whole family is gonna throw unnecessary questions at me.
I texted the group as well after I posted on twitter, didn’t expect Niki or the kids pool guy to comment on it.
Isabelle pov:
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Flirting HC's pt. 2
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Content: Geto Suguru x gn!Reader, Choso x gn!Reader, Toji Fushiguro x gn!Reader, Ryoment Sukuna x gn!Reader (all separate)
Warnings: Obsessive behavior (Geto, Toji, Sukuna), possessiveness (Geto, Toji, Sukuna)
Notes: Part 2 to this
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❥ Geto Suguru
Another man that scared the fuck out of me when I first saw him (see: Gojo in part 1)
It was the hair! It scared me
But I did warm up to Geto a hell of a lot faster than I did Gojo...
ANYWAY LOL
Geto is a very playful individual
He wont really use lines, instead he'll pivot off of your looks and talents
He'll also gauge your reciprocation by your reactions
Will probably offer you his arm to link with in public
Kind of your unofficial boyfriend in a way
Will brush a stray strand of hair out of your face
Absolutely loves to place pretty flowers in your hair, regardless of gender
Probably also makes you food to flirt with you
curses aren't exactly filling
Probably the type of guy to lay his head on his hand as he looks/talks to you across the table
Will only hold your hand briefly across the table
Leads you out of rooms with a hand on the small of your back. It's his way of telling others "I've got my eye on this one, keep away"
Geto is also really possessive, so he does that last move quite a bit, and offers his arm for you to link with a lot
ugh i crave walking around with our arms linked together
The other men in the room had turned the conversation away from you and began talking amongst themselves. Geto, satisfied, saddled back up to your side with his hands in his robe sleeves. He seemed a little pissed off.
"Ready to leave?" Geto raised his elbow, allowing you to slip your arm in.
"So soon, Geto?" You asked. "But we just arrived."
"Exactly. Which is why I must take the main attraction for myself, before these other men decide that you are for their grubby, unworthy hands." Geto sneered as you both left.
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❥ Choso
Seeing as how he is to Yuji, I'd say this guy frequently goes between being really doting to possibly being shy
Would probably drop anything to be there for you
He wont actually do anything to really flirt with you (he's a curse, he doesn't know how humans work) and therefore you wont pick up on it quickly
He might even unfortunately see you go on dates with other people
He eventually asks Yuji for advice on flirting with you, and this is when his doting side comes out
He'll be very obvious about his affection towards you after that
Always compliments you
I think it would be SUPER cute if he randomly began to play with your hand while talking shyly to you, then holds it after a while, not thinking anything of it
Always has a tired look, and I'm pretty sure he is always tired
Will ask you to cuddle, but quickly apologizes and gives you an out if you don't want to cuddle him
However, if you agree, he'll be blushy as he spoons you while you two watch some show you like on TV
Will get all blushy every time he compliments you, then look down at the ground in case you laugh at him or reject him
don't you dare reject him. love this man curse. he is SO PRECIOUS.
Might try to feed you sweets as a form of flirting with you, too
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❥ Toji Fushiguro
(no GIF of him because he hasn't been animated yet)
Oh wow
Ain't he canonically a flirt?
Anyway lol
Flirts by complimenting your features. I can see him being really enamored by eyes, so majority of his compliments will be about your eyes
Praises you for the smallest things
He'll also probably tease you about your interests as a form of flirting, or to get you to talk about it more
another fun fact about me; my boyfriend does this to me and I had no idea until he mentioned it to me this morning
Back to the topic, sorry I keep getting distracted
He'll also take your hand and kiss it, not breaking eye contact with you the entire time
If he's feeling ballsy, he'll trace the kisses up your arm before pulling you in
Not overly clingy, but is clingy to a degree
He's very weird is what I'm trying to say
Will plop on top of you and pretend he can't hear you as you struggle underneath him
I can see him using cooking as a form of flirting, too
Only the BEST deserve his home cooking
man I could really go for some beef stew right about now...
He likes hugging you, he's another possessive one
If he gets attached enough to you, he's not gonna let you out of his sight unless he has to go work
Ugh ESPECIALLY if he visits the Zen'in residence with you for whatever reason
"So, you're Toji's girl, huh?" Some man spoke.
Decidig not to embarrass Toji, you started to deny it. "Well-"
Toji however, seeed to sense your discomfort and slung an arm around you. "Yeah, she is. What about it?"
Your face was red for the whole night practically, and Toji refused to bring it back up when prompted.
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❥ Ryomen Sukuna
This is probably simultaneously the hardest and easiest one to decide
Like, yeah, if he gets a certain attachment to you, he's going to become really obsessive
His obsessiveness flirting includes not letting you out of his sight, like Toji, but it's worse
While he's fighting, he'll drag you to the fight and leave you on the sidelines, because who knows what could happen if he isn't there to save you?
Aside from that...
Sukuna is another one who will compliment your features, but he will write whole poems based on your beauty alone, regardless of gender
He'll recite his poems as he caresses you softly, holds you close, and puts a pretty flower in your hair
He claims the flower is your shared symbol of love, and to think of him whenever you see said flower
With Sukuna, he's really old fashioned, so you guys go through a courtship of sorts, and no, you don't have a choice
You would never think the King of Curses could be so romantic, but it seems he's proven you wrong
Makes you two match outfits every day as a form of flirting. I think Sukuna would appreciate aesthetically pleasing looks. Modern Sukuna would have fucking loved Pinterest and mood boards.
Anyone you hate, automatically becomes enemy number one. He'll torture them slowly for you <3
He likes having you sit next to him while he's on the throne
Anyone who disrespects you is killed immediately, and he apologizes for that persons "insolence."
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Hello love I got a request for JJ Maybank x sister reader like she can sing and she wrote a song for him on how much she cares form him like that song called butterfly fly away by miley cyrus hopefully that makes sense and thank you and I hope you have an amazing day
The pogues stand around outside the school, waiting for Y/N to get out. There was a talent show and given she loved to sing, she decided to sign up for it. She's been writing songs since she was about nine, finding it as a good way to express her feelings. It also provided as an escape from Luke and his abuse.
A few months ago, Y/N had written a song about JJ, which he knew about, but she never let anybody hear it or even read the lyrics. She was too scared that it wasn't good or that nobody would like it. Plus it means they'd all see a more vulnerable side of her which she wasn't really ready for yet.
Given Luke's "parenting" styles, JJ is the one always there for Y/N. She credits her brother for raising her and not her abusive father. JJ always managed to help her with homework, even if he was just as confused on it. He always comforts her after nightmares, would tuck her in as a kid, makes sure she eats, buys her whatever she needs or wants when she's on her period or sick. He comforts her whenever she's hurt or sad.
"Hey!" Y/N rushes out of the school, spotting her brother and friends.
"Ah! Our favorite rock star!" Kie cheers, hugging the slightly younger girl. Y/N giggles as she tightly hugs her friend back.
"So, what'd you guys think?" Y/N asks, JJ not missing how she nervously bites her lip.
"You did fucking amazing, dude." Kie compliments her friend.
"Yeah. It was really great." Pope says, hugging her.
"Congrats, little pogue. It was awesome." John B says, giving her a side hug.
"I loved it." Sarah grins, hugging her.
Y/N turns to JJ who is unusually silent.
"So... what'd you think?" Y/N asks.
"You were amazing, Y/N/N." JJ smiles, pulling her into a hug.
"Really?" She asks.
"Yeah. I mean, would I lie to you?" JJ asks.
"If it was gonna make me mad, yeah." Y/N nods.
JJ gives her a sardonic smile and then gives her a noogie.
"Dude." She whines.
"Oh, don't let his cool exterior fool you. He was totally fucking crying in there." John B says.
"I was not crying. I had something in my eyes." JJ argues.
"Yeah. Tears." John B retorts.
"Shut up, dude." JJ smacks his friend in the head.
"So... celebratory dinner at The Wreck?" Kie asks, earning multiple cheers and agreements. They all start to leave, but JJ pulls Y/N back.
"Hey, hey, hey." He says, keeping her sweater sleeve in his hand. "Seriously, you did really amazing. And the song... the song is really sweet. I do love it. I'm very proud of you."
Y/N grins.
"Thank you." She says. JJ softly smiles, giving her a small nod. "Come on. I want food." She kisses him on the cheek.
"Ugh. Dude." JJ wipes his cheek, following her as she jogs after their friends.
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❥ PATIENCE IS KEY — EDGING THEM
��� WARNINGS — whining / begging , crying (scaramouche) ,
❥ FEATURING — scaramouche, kazuha
# BANK NOTICE INCOMING ! ;
# RECEIPT ! ; omg omg omg i’m going feral tbh i love edging sm and the begging ugh like yes anyway here u go
# DEBT ! ; this work contains smut — i am freshly 17, please keep this in mind when reading. if that makes you uncomfortable just scroll 🫶
bank vaults — got a key?
# Kazuha ! ;
— He is so good, so kind and so sweet about it. Not once does he get upset or try to cause any issues or even protest (until he’s rlly rlly desperate). He agreed to it and he knows he did and he’s grateful you can go through this scene together. He trusts you and adores you
— Overall Kazuha is sooooo so so so soo good. He communicates rlly nicely too. He sits back a little nervously for the first few times bc it’s hard for him to be all out on display but with reassurance he’s certainly more comfortable.
— He’s def a flirt don’t get me wrong! But when you’re really being vulnerable in bed he’s gonna be a little softer.
— Edging for Kazuha helps to relieve him of a lot of stress for some reason!! It means letting go of control and then after doing something hard he gets a huge reward and praise.
— After a looong time of edging he’ll be really desperate and try to keep his head straight bc his mind gets super foggy bc he’s giving u his full trust and wants to let go. all he can focus on is how hard he is and how painfully hard his cock is as it keeps dripping with precum, while he trembles to no end.
— The only time he’ll even begin to protest is when it’s been ages and even then he’ll only let out weak pleads. He rlly just wants to do well and it takes everything in him not to give in fuck into your hand or give into however you’re edging him. He wants it so bad but he still puts alll of his effort into behaving like he said he would.
— Only thing in his mind? Trying to restrain how bad he wants it.
— He can only do that for so long tho before he snaps and is begging because he just can’t keep holding back and he wants to cum.
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He’s so close…
Kazuha’s cock aches, begging to release and spill his cum all over his stomach and your soft hand. The relief he knows he’d feel is so close he can taste it.
Kazuha moans into his mouth, lips shut tight as he accidentally pulls against the restraints you put on him which hold his arms behind him. With one particularly rough pump of his cock and quietly mumbled praises from you, he knows he’s going to snap. If he let go right now and thrusted up into your hand one more slight time… He had to be able to come.
But instead he yanks his hips back away from your hand as he pants. “Stop stop- stop-“ He gasps out “I’ll come- please i’ll come,” Kazuha tells you in a weak but urgent voice, almost keeling forward where he kneels. He had to tell you, right? As tempting as it was he knew very well he had to behave. He can’t help but bow his head and close his eyes before he had the chance to look into your eyes.
If he doesn’t look and doesn’t see you, and focuses solely on calming down…
The urge to come finally fades back away and as much as he wants to chase after it he has to let it go. He trusts you’ll let him soon. And even if you don’t he puts all of his faith in your hands regardless. He always will.
“So good for me Kazuha. Can you do one more time?”
He nods, his amber eyes looking up at you and a soft smile comes to his lips. “Please..”
# Scaramouche ! ;
didn’t rlly know how to start his little drabble ☹️☹️☹️ i almost deleted it so!!
— Scaramouche is an ass. We know this!!!
— But he’s also an ass who breaks down easily. Who gets srsly frustrated and angry.
— He’ll be so aggressive at first even if it was his idea, grumbling about it or even snapping at your teasing or complimenting of him. Secretly he likes hearing your affirming words obv! But he hates how vulnerable he feels bc why would you have the balls to say smth like that? smh tsk tsk. maybe he snaps, maybe he tries to smooth talk you into doing it- whatever it is he wants you to just let him cum.
— Scara is seriously impatient. He’s by far the most desperate and frustrated when he doesn’t get what he wants. We know he’s actually quite emotional and I just KNOW the frustration and anger from him not getting what he wants would manifest in tears.
— Once he finally breaks he’ll be begging and pleading you, wiping away tears and gritting his teeth to try and let go of his pride. After that he just gets desperate beyond belief and gives up any sort of shame and breaks for you.
— Scara goes through the seven stages of grief every time he is edged LMFAO
— Overall he prefers overstim more. He doesn’t have the patience for this- but it’s fun to see him fall apart for u!
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“Are you- ah- serious?? Again?”Scaramouche snaps harshly between each breath he’s gasping in. He can’t count how many times you’ve edged him. You’ve never been merciful when fucking him but you certainly haven’t been today and he’s nearly at his breaking point. Tears of frustration beg to break from him and fall down his flushed cheeks. In contrast to his harsh remarks, you don’t miss the way his hands squeeze into the blankets and the way his thighs try to squeeze shut around you. “Fuck you- agh.. fuck!” He blurts out, feeling the effects of your thrust directly into his prostate.
The feeling is so intense he wants to keep in inside and keep letting you fill him up. It’s like it was what he was designed to do. But he would rather die than ask you for that. Because you’ll remark about it just as you do now. “Not so high and mighty now, huh?” You tease. Your wit has always matched his. He can’t say it’s working in his favor right now.
“Shut up! Ah— ahn..” He groans, but as his moans get quieter they arch up in pitch and form into more of a whine or cry. Within seconds you can see Scara’s demeanor change, his frustration changing into something more pretty. More needy and pleading. For only a second he arches his back and lets his eyes flutter shut, dollike features finally relaxing into the pleasure, and his lips fall open into an ‘O’ shape.
He’s just on the cusp and waiting to spill over before it stops completely. He breaks then, throwing his head back and letting out a frustrated sob once he closes his mouth.
“Scara.” You hum in a low tone before cupping his cheek to which he glares up at you. In return, you pat his cheek lightly, giving him a fake pout. His sneer only worsens.
“What?” He asks. “What.”
Without any further notice your hand wraps around his cock and your thrusts resume.
“Wouldn’t it do you better to behave?”
For the first time that night Scaramouche finally begs.
#genshin impact x reader#genshin smut#genshin impact smut#genshin headcanons#genshin smut x reader#scaramouche smut#scaramouche scenarios#kazuha smut
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what is your boyfriend like? is he as hot as you make him out to be?
this question makes me go in what way? emotionally? personality? looks wise? sexually? you bet i’m gonna go in depth and explain every little bit because he’s the love of my life and getting back with him ugh i’m just so happy i just wanna share my love and this is gonna be long <3 also i won’t describe what he looks like cus that’s a bit weird to do online lmao. also this is long. very long.
we’re both from south london and he’s just… so fucking unreal and handome. i’m talking objectively, do you know the amount of fucking girls who have tried to break us up by giving him unwanted attention?? he’s so… god, he’s the sexiest alive for ME and his personality only elevates that. i’m gonna go into his personality after, it’s gonna be the longest part so that’s why i’m doing it later 🥰
my man is very fit and in shape. he’s a football player actually, the british football lmao so with his feet. he loves the gym and he just loves working on his body, especially because of the attention he gets from me when he’s shirtless. his arms are literally bigger than my thighs guys. and i’m like 5’3 so he towers over me 😭 mf always pretending he can’t see me smh.
don’t get me wrong! if he wasn’t in fit shape it’s not like i’d love him less!! he’s just always been on top of his shape and he kinda has to be cus he’s very active and does sports a lot !! and he’s really good at it. i’ve been to his games and he’s sexy, my man’s gotten mad at players on the pitch before 🫶 and then seconds later he’ll blow me a kiss LMAO
we actually go to the gym together 🥹 one thing about my man’s personality is that he’s very realistic and will do anything in his power to better me, he doesn’t sugarcoat anything, i’ve been a bitch then he will tell me and he will tell me when i’m in the wrong, at the moment it makes me feel :( but i know he’s only doing it to help me grow and i know he still loves me
tangent over lmao i started feeling shit about my body. i didn’t feel confident but he helped me in the gym and we make it a routine to work out together 🥹 he really pushes and motivates me when i’m working out and godddd he’s so good to me. i’ve really worked on my ass and thighs lmao and he says he can tell <3 the mfal ieno and yn gym shit is actually based off me and my bf… a lot of mfal shit is 😭
now his personality… he’s genuinely the most emotionally mature and intelligent person i know. he’s like jaemin in ghostin! he understands me when i’m not trying to communicate with him, he understands me more than i understand myself sometimes, he knows what i need and want even when i don’t speak and he’ll always give me it 🥹 he helps me a lot with my anxiety and depression, which grew a lot in the last year because i wasn’t grieving in the most healthiest way. he’s just… he’s the most open minded person ever, he’s so kind to everyone and everyone’s loves him. he’s so social and gets along with everyone. he has the most fucking beautiful smile ever and he’s just so sweet 🥹 he’s my number one hype man, he always makes me feel beautiful and sexy and he won’t go a day without complimenting me, whether it’s my appearance or my personality. it means so much to me. i’ve definitely grown in confidence.
he’s just so in touch with his emotions and not in an annoying way, he knows how to describe how he’s feeling and what it is he wants! if something has upset him then he won’t ever hide it and let it swallow him, he will go about it in a mature way and solve it!! he’s cried to me a few times actually:(( when i tell you the things i wanted to do to the people/situations that have made him cry. the love of your life crying and sobbing in your arms is just… no… i wouldn’t wish that on anyone
he’s just respectful, to me, to everyone, regardless of their differences. and he’s a good listener god i will ramble and ramble to him and somehow he understands me and will put it in a way that makes sense and he will always give me a solution or he’ll just listen to me and be my shoulder to lean/cry on!’
god… is he outgoing. he’s very social and popular, it comes from the football and in high school he was super popular. me? i was the opposite at first, i didn’t talk to people much, i was so shy and reserved but we met 🥹 (do you guys wanna know how???)
and yeah he just brings me out of my shell. his confidence and outspokenness is something that makes him so attractive. he’s so good in confrontation too. oh my god. like he’s just so good at articulating himself and he deals well under pressure!! he stays level headed and calm and then there’s me!! if i had to face some of the things he’s had to face then i’d be a crumbling fucking sobbing mess
i’m just thinking like subconsciously and consciously mfal is basically my life 😭and as the writer of mfal, i know things about jeno and yn that you guys may not and yeah, they’re based off me and my man
guys i have a story to share about a song that i maybe wrote for him… (um i sing 🙈 don’t tell anyone tho ssshhhh) and i performed it for him… and…. yeah :)
i work at a bar so for entertainment these deadass bosses make me sing to old drunk men!
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The Drinking Party and the Revealed Heart
Kuroda's initial 4★ story (2/3) ( 1 - 2 - 3 )
Location: kitchen (morning) | Characters: Kuroda, Courbet, Hokusai, Watteau, Aoi/MC
Watteau: So, the girl I was aimin' for hooked up with someone else. I thought we were gettin' along so well..
Kuroda: I guess the problem is that you go crazy for it like an idiot. And from what I hear, you're not worthy of that woman. Why don't you get a clue?
Watteau: Ugh… Teach's words really hit home…
Hokusai: Ooh, these dumplings are delicious.
Aoi: They have a nice texture and just the right amount of sweetness. Do you think so, Courbet-kun?
Courbet: Yeah…
Hokusai: Oh right, ya there. Ya were arguin' with that Van Gogh kid again, weren't ya? I could hear your voices echoin' in front of the atelier during the day.
Courbet: That... That's because he started talking nonsense. All he does is talk about dreams and refuses to pay attention to reality. If dreams could make a living, no one would have any trouble. But that guy…
Hokusai: Ooh?
Courbet: … What's with that smiling face?
Hokusai: Nothin', just thought ya two were as close as ever.
Courbet: Are you blind? There's no way I'm friends with that guy.
Hokusai: Hahaha! No matter how ya look at it, they say the more ya fight, the better!
Courbet: What the…!?
Aoi: (Courbet-kun, Hokusai-san is totally making fun of you…)
Ah, Kuroda-san. Your glass is empty. Let me pour you a drink.
Kuroda: Hm…
Aoi: (... Huh? Something seems to be wrong with Kuroda-san… He doesn't seem to be able to control his hands…)
Kuroda: … Katsushika.
Hokusai: Huh? What?
Kuroda: I'm always strict with 'em 'cuz of my position… I really wanna be nice to my students.
Courbet: Huh…?
Watteau: K-Kuroda-sensei, nice…!?
Aoi: I don't think I've ever seen this pattern before…
Hokusai: It started once again, huh. Man, can't help it…
Kuroda: My students got a bright future ahead of 'em, and they're not ashamed to show it anywhere. How nice it'd be to get an honest compliment…
Van Gogh's no different. That guy'll always be a monkey who can't remember things, but he's got guts. It's not every day ya get to do somethin' like that and not be discouraged…
Watteau: Prof. Kuroda, he's praisin' Van Gogh…
Courbet: Am I dreaming or…?
Aoi: Uhm, what is happening…
Hokusai: See what I'm talkin' 'bout? It's just in people's nature to show their true colors when they're drunk.
Courbet: T-This is unexpected…
Hokusai: This guy's a teacher at heart. He dares to treat his students with a devil-may-care attitude in order to nurture their young potential. I heard him blurt out somethin' like that before.
Courbet: Hey, can I talk to him without permission?
Hokusai: Well, that'd be okay, right? If ya really don't wanna say somethin', ya won't say it even if you're drunk!
Kuroda: Hey, Katsushika… I'm a slob²… I'm a slacker.
Aoi: Slob²… What? Uhm, what did he just…?
Hokusai: It's the language of his hometown. It's a dialect².
Courbet: That intelligent and theoretical Kuroda... Alcohol is a terrible thing…
Aoi: Kuroda-san, please drink water for the time being!
Kuroda: Mmmh… Shaanks…
Watteau: Kuroda-sensei's smilin'!? What, that's hella rare!
Courbet: To think that Kuroda could make a face like this…
Kuroda: Water… Delishous³…
Aoi: Kuroda-san?
Kuroda: Hmm…
Hokusai: Looks like he fell asleep. It's easy with ya guys here today.
Aoi: Huh, Hokusai-san? Where are you going?
Hokusai: Goin' back to my room. See ya!
Aoi: Ah…! W-Wait, Hokusai-san!? Please don't leave Kuroda-san behiiind!
²: ずんだれ (zundare) is a word from Kyushu's dialect and Kuroda was born in Kagoshima, in Kyushu! I wish I knew this earlier because I was about to rip my hair to translate this word.
³: the word used here is うみゃー (umyā), which means "delicious" in the Nagoya dialect (decided to translate it as "delishous" to make it sounds different than the usual word). I honestly don't know if this word is also used in the Kyushu dialect Kuroda is speaking, since Nagoya is in Honshu… Dude so drunk he can speak all the dialects.
#card tl#card translation#palepare#palepare tl#palette parade#palette parade tl#translation#kuroda#seiki kuroda#4★
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im like wow why don't i spend time with him? i miss that so much! and then i spend time with him and he is rude to me and hurts me mentally and physically (in ok ways but not really) then he gets mad at me because my attitude and energy aren't correct and i have to spend at least x2 the energy to talk it through with him and apologize for my feelings. i frequently do not come out feeling heard, i feel smaller and more aggravated than when the conversation started. wow ok i remember why i dont hangout with him now.
he doesn't care about me. i say that so much and he would probably argue against that if he ever heard but not really, when i being up it doesn't feel like he cares about me he gets upset with me about how my perception is warped. i do agree with that. i get emotional and feel things that aren't completely objective or true but a lot of people could say that, we are humans and emotions are ranged.
he started telling a story and i got emotional and i told him why and then he started saying about how i'm using my energy to be upset with him instead of productive things and i'm not seeing the whole picture. yeah i don't think you're aggravting me or hurting me on purpose but he is. he doesn't give me space to be my own person and it seems like he doesn't try to understand me. he will shower me with compliments but that's not what i want, i want a genuine connection where i look into their eyes and know them completely and feel safe that they know me completely. when i look at him i don't feel that i feel resentful frustration or scared. i don't think he understands me, i think he wants to control me.
for katie he asks about everything. and it's confusing to tell the story. when me and him were video chatting he treated me like katie, being sweet snd staying on top of me to get things done but also enjoy myself. it was always one of his priorities for me to enjoy myself, get enough sleep and food. he asks her about those things but not me. i don't tell him i have troubles with those things, and i really don't but he doesn't have curiosity for me anymore. he couldn't care what i am doing. he asks me questions but only if it affects him, did i eat my protein shake? he asks me that everyday because he likes me gaining weight, that is good but he doesn't ask me about my lunch or how i take my breakfast on the go every morning. he assumes im fine. which isn't entirely his fault, i should speak up. but so many times i've spoken up and it gets turned around or point blank it doesn't feel worth the energy. saying that is saying to give up on the relationship then. sigh. i'm rambling.
the other day i saw their chats and she was like oh relaxing and playing the switch and he responded happily and was proud she was relaxing. i'm happy she was too but again, when was the last time i played a game? when i took a nap or slept a little longer? he doesn't ask me or care. if i bring things up he barely listens while he is on his phone or thinking about other things. ugh. anyways.
goodnight and goodmorning. i'm excited to talk to you tomorrow!! :0) mwah mwah mwah!!
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Ugh so I need to rant/vent for a second. 😖😵💫
So every Monday a delivery truck comes through my work to deliver linens to a hotel inside the location where I work. My job in this case, is to just smile and wave delivery trucks through the gate.
Over the summer the same guy has been delivering these linens, he’s very kind and cute and he always stops and talks to me for a few minutes. Over the past few months I’ve developed a bit of a crush on him and I always look forward to saying hi to him on Mondays.
But, last Monday a different guy came through to deliver the linens instead, he was also very nice though!
Well, that leads us to this Monday. I see the linen truck coming so I go out to wave and talk to the guy driving, but once again it was this new guy, so I smiled, waved, and told him to have a good day and that was that.
Or so I thought 😅
On his way out he stops and tells me I have a perfect smile. Which I thought was very sweet, but then he had to ruin it by asking me my age and if he could get my number. 😑 I’ve only seen this guy TWICE?? And have only spoken to him for mere seconds, so of course I’m not going to give him my number.
So basically I told this guy no, and I feel bad bc he was really nice and I don’t want this guy to get the wrong idea about me, especially since he’s probably going to come back though my work next Monday and I don’t want things to be weird 😣.
Idk I quite literally told him “I don’t think I’m the kind/type of girl your looking for” (trying to imply I am NOT straight and don’t even know if I really like men) then told him that I appreciated the compliment and told him to have a good day then I shooed him off.
Idk I’m just very flustered from this whole interaction, and needed to vent. I was already having a bad day at work, and this really feels like the icing on the cake. I don’t do well when people flirt with me, because I’m extremely shy and introverted, (and I never got flirted with when I was in highschool, and I’m a bigger girl on top of that so now as an adult it’s very odd for me) and this was even worse bc I was on the job and had tunnel vision just trying to do my job. 😫😫
Thank GOD I’m taking the rest of the week off to go to the concert tomorrow!! Remembering that is the only thing getting me through today!!
Ugh idk thanks for listening if you had the time to read through all that.
❤️ already feeling better after writing it out.
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alphabet: letters A F G I M P U for Tugger
UGH BLESS YOU ANON thank you for giving me letters I really wanted to answer for Tugger
A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)
Tugger always manages to sneak in a few smug comments after sex, nothing over the top though. Just a teasing comment about how fucked out his partner looks. He may not care for a cuddle normally, but after sex is one of the few times he makes an exception. Tugger doesn’t like to clean up right after, preferring to snuggle for a bit before worrying about the mess.
F = Favorite Position (This goes without saying. Will probably include a visual)
Tugger has a few positions that he prefers, though he isn’t picky. When he’s impatient, he likes to pin his partner to the wall and fuck them right there, their legs wrapped around his middle as he keeps them held up by their thighs.
He also enjoys any position where he can see his partner’s face. Pinning them down to the bed, burying his face into the crook of their neck to hear their moans right by his ear, their legs wrapping around his waist. This also has the advantage of his partner grapping at his mane while he fucks them which he loves.
But there are also occasions when he’s beyond turned on or his partner wants him to get a tad rougher where he’ll turn his partner around and fuck them from behind. He’ll lean over them, chest flushed against their back and whisper lewd things right into their ear as he’s fucking into them. He’s the god damn king of dirty talk and he knows just what to say to get his partner even more turned on and desperate for him.
G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)
It’s 50/50 with Tugger. A lot of the time sex with Tugger is on the humorous, giggly side. He's not immune to cracking a joke or laughing when his partner says something funny in the moment. For Tugger, sex is supposed to be fun and sometimes that includes laughing when something funny happens.
But when the mood strikes and he’s already worked up, he’s only concerned about ramming his partner until they are a blubbering, fucked out mess. The laughing and giggling can come after that.
I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)
Tugger is a big romantic, even when he’s being a bit more rough with his partner. When he’s really into it and especially when he and his partner are about to finish, the praises leave his mouth like a mantra. Complimenting his partner, whispering dirty things into their ear and then straight up just repeating to them how much he loves them. Even when he’s being rough, his touches still feel tender and sweet, that’s how big of a romantic he really is at heart.
M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)
The mane pulling. Tugger loves when his partner twist their fingers into and pull at his mane. He knows he’s doing something right when his partners grab at his mane and gasp into his ear. Tugger also loves when his partners are loud, and he does everything he can to get his partner to be as loud and open with their pleasure as possible. Tugger also just likes to be praised and told how good his dick feels, etc.
P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)
When he’s really into it and trying to overstim his partner? Fast and rough. This is usually when he takes his partners from behind, gripping their hips tight and fucking them into oblivion. But on the whole, he’s more tactical with his movements. Those hip movements he does out in the Junkyard are not just for show, the man knows how to move in a way that gets his partner melting and moaning under him. He just loves making his partners an absolute mess and he knows his partners well enough to know what they like and how they like to be fucked.
U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)
Oh man. Tugger loves teasing. While he’s definitely more focused on his partner’s pleasure than his own, he does love to rile his partner up to the point where they are a whining mess. But ultimately he cannot resist giving his partners what they want.
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Firsts: I love you
First I love you.
Part 3 of 12 (each chapter is a standalone)
<< First panic attck, part 2 || First song, part 4 >>
Pairing: Eddie Munson x Female Henderson!Reader
wc: 7.4K
warnings: cursing, poorly written (i tried lmao) light ish smut, S4 spoilers at the end
A/N: y'all are really killing me with your comments, asks, and messages. thank you so, so much! this one got away from me so there's bound to be typos. Eddie might also come off as ooc a little in some parts, whenever I write from his POV I can get a little lost lol hope you like it!
Eddie knew very early into his relationship that he loved you. It was just a fact of his life.
The sun was bright, jocks were morons, his campaigns were unbeatable, Metallica was music from the Gods, and…he loved you. Fuck, did he love you.
He loved the way you smiled in the mornings when he was the first thing you opened your eyes to, excited to see him. He loved your scent, Jesus fucking Christ, did you smell good. He loved the little noises you made whenever he kissed the base of your neck, a sharp inhale like you were just as hungry for him as he was for you. He loved how you spoke – about anything. Your classes, the news, the book you’d read in class, shit, the weather. The way your eyes brightened and your hands moved passionately, accidentally smacking into him half the time, as you included him on whatever ran through your mind.
He loved how bold you were, how you never failed to match his sarcasm and teasing, how even if you could swear with the best of them, you’d get flustered at sweet compliments. He loved how it didn’t matter where you were, and who was watching, every time you saw him, you’d completely light up. Unabashedly kiss him in stores, at the movies, in front of your friends, at work – anywhere. Like he was something to be proud of.
For how simple, and easy, it was to fall in love with you – he couldn’t say the words.
Now, in his defense, he didn’t exactly know how. Ugh, he rolled his head until it smacked against the wall.
His family wasn’t exactly what one would consider normal. He knew that. You knew that. Everyone knew that. His mother had been sick for as long as he could remember. She’d have good days, and those days were great. But the bad days were filled with him calling his uncle because his mom hadn’t gotten up from her bed in days and he didn’t have any mac and cheese left and he was hungry.
His Uncle Wayne had been the only constant in his life. His father had gone out to work when Eddie was five and hadn’t come back. He knew, out of all his sob story, that was the part that angered you the most. He loved watching you get so indignant on his behalf, your eyes flashing furiously. No matter how much he’d assured you that his father was a wound that had already scarred over, you would always be ready to fight for him. Another reason why he loved you.
Love…hadn’t come easily in his life. His mother had been the only person who ever said it to him and after she died, there was no one left. He knew Wayne loved him – he had to; Eddie had put him through too much shit for him not to – but no one had said it out loud in a long time.
Which is why it felt like someone had dropped a fucking anvil on his throat the second he came anywhere near close to saying it to you.
“Eddie?” Your voice brought him out of his head.
He snapped his head up and watched as you ran a hand down the new dress you’d bought earlier today. “What do you think?” You asked, looking down at yourself, unsure.
“Are you kidding?” He snorted, making his once over obvious, and delighting in the flustered expression that followed. “You’ll be the hottest girl at the party.”
A smile blossomed onto your face, lighting you up from within and Eddie felt his pathetic heart try to claw its way out his chest. It didn’t belong to him anymore and the longer it took him to say those stupid three words, the harder his heart seemed to fight him.
“Are you ready?” You asked, stretching out your hand to him.
Eddie smiled, hopped off your bed, and intertwined his fingers with yours.
Home. You felt like home.
His heart jabbed him once more and he ignored it again. “Come on hot stuff,” he said, “we’ve got a college party to go to.”
Eddie had started to get a little nervous on the ride over. He usually was the one to drive you both places but you’d insisted on driving. You wanted him to be able to drink if he wanted, and you weren’t much of a drinker – Halloween night aside. He didn’t know what to do with his hands. Eventually, when you arrived, you’d given him a long kiss and took one in yours. He shoved the other one into his leather jacket and let his usual persona take over.
“I promise,” you said, seeing under the mask, “it’s a small party. I know almost everyone who’s coming and they’re all really cool people. Steve said he’d try to make it but he had a shift.”
“God forbid Harrington miss a party,” Eddie joked, biting back a laugh when you rolled your eyes. You pulled him into the large dorm suite. The lights were dimmed low, most people wearing glow sticks around their necks. You grabbed a few from the entrance table and stuck one in his upper pocket. Eddie snapped his teeth at your fingers and you grinned.
“Come on, let’s introduce you to a few people. I’ve been talking about you all semester,” you said, brightening.
Bracing himself for the usual distain, Eddie was a little floored when all your classmates welcome him warmly. He met too many people to remember but they all had friendly smiles and interesting stories. There were theater majors, pre-med students, engineers, foreign exchange students, and every single one of them seemed genuinely excited to meet him. A few of them teased you, wondering if ‘that perfect boyfriend of yours really existed.’
Eddie almost burst out into laughter then. Perfect and Eddie didn’t belong in the same sentence.
At one point, you’d grabbed him a beer and pulled him towards a loveseat in the corner. An Asian girl sat, twirling a straw absently, her eyes darting around a group of people nervously.
“Hi you,” you said, greeting her happily. “I thought you weren’t coming.”
“Yeah, well, Brian insisted, you know how he gets,” she said, eyes catching Eddie’s. “Oh my God, is this the mythical boyfriend?”
“Why did everyone think I was lying? How the fuck would I have given myself those hickeys you all gave me shit for?”
“Listen, I’m not judging, you could’ve been out there living your life – he just seemed a little too good to be true,” she grinned widely, reminding Eddie of a Cheshire. “Hi, by the way, I’m Angela. Your girlfriend’s favorite classmate this semester.”
“I’m Eddie,” he said, shaking her hand.
“I’ve heard,” she said, tone suggestive as she ran her gaze down his body. You groaned to the side of him, slapping your hand to your head and Angela laughed. Eddie grinned, he liked her. “Calm down, astronauts could see he’s only got eyes for you. You’re both disgustingly cute.”
Eddie sat down next to her at your urging and pulled you into his lap.
“Ooh, Angie, tell Eddie what club you started on campus,” you said, grinning down at Eddie.
“Ah, yes,” Angela said, “I hear I’m in the presence of another dungeon master.”
Eddie straightened, his eyes coming back to hers and she laughed. “No shit?” Eddie said. “I started a club in our school too. It’s where we met, kind of.”
“You play?” Angela asked, brows rising up.
“No,” you snorted, “I do not have the mental capacity. Eddie has tried – Dustin has tried. Shit, I think Lucas and Mike have tried. It doesn’t stick. I’m a great cheerleader though.”
“She is,” Eddie laughed, kissing your jaw.
“Ugh, you’re going to make me sick,” Angela teased. You rolled your eyes but he felt your hand squeeze his arm three times. He looked up at you but you were lost in the conversation.
Angela talked about her current campaign and the group she played with, offering him a spot if he wanted one. Eddie explained what he was planning – he had a major campaign coming up before spring break and he was sure his team was going to cream themselves. He went to turn to you but blinked when he realized you’d disappeared. Eddie straightened, not having noticed that you’d gotten up and left, his eyes glancing around the room.
“Henderson’s by the food,” Angela said, pointing you out to him. When he caught your eye, you were mid-bite and nodding along to something the theater major was saying. You smiled brightly at him and scrunched your nose. He smiled back at you, heart skipping, and turned back to Angela.
“Sorry,” he said sheepishly at her look.
“Don’t be, it’s cute,” Angela said, sighing. “I wish I had what you two do. It seems nice, you know?”
Eddie’s eyes trailed back to you as you threw your head back and laughed, your hand coming up to hide your smile. He nodded. “I want to say we’re not usually like this…” he said, smiling at the memory of the heated kiss as you’d parked the car outside.
Angela grinned. “But you both can’t keep your hands off each other and you’re head over heels in love?” She rolled her eyes, completely unaware at the panic that had surged in him. “It’s alright, rub salt into the wound.”
“Come on, there’s gotta be someone you’ve got your eye on,” Eddie laughed, shaking off his panic, watching her face turn an alarming red and her eyes darting to the left side of the room.
“No,” she said, unconvincingly.
Eddie followed her gaze and grinned when he saw a tall black girl with long braids swaying to the music. Her eyes were closed and she had one arm up in the air as she twirled around.
“What’s her name?”
“Sienna,” Angela said with a wistful sigh. “I’m bisexual.”
Eddie glanced back at Sienna. “Is she interested?”
“I have no idea,” Angela groaned, dropping her face into her palms. “She’s in my organic chemistry class and she sat next to me in our first semester. She’s just – she’s got the prettiest fucking smile. It’s like I can’t breathe around her and I stumble over my words, it’s mortifying.”
“I get that,” he said, taking a long sip of his beer.
“You?” Angela huffed. “You’ve got Henderson as a girlfriend and look like you just walked off a stage at a rock concert.”
Eddie laughed so hard he almost snorted beer out his nose. “You’re hilarious, I’m literally called Eddie ‘The Freak’ Munson.”
Angela rolled her eyes. “High School is a shitshow. People who peaked then end up trapped in a marriage with a cheating partner, two point five kids, and a dog that prefers your neighbors.” She took a deep drag of her cigarette. “And a shitty job.”
“You know, Angie, I like you,” Eddie said, laughing. Is this what it felt like to have people not judge him before he’d even opened his mouth?
Angela winked. “Back at you, Freak.”
A warm hand trailed across Eddie’s shoulders and a familiar voice cut through the music. “You two seem to be getting along.”
“Why’d you hide this one from us for so long?” Angela asked, snuffing out her cigarette. “I’m this close to stealing him from you.”
You laughed, carting a hand through Eddie’s hair. He closed his eyes and leaned into your touch. “I’ll give him to you for your notes for Psychology,” you said, “and a week’s worth of your famous cookies.”
“Hey!” Eddie protested. “I’m worth at least two weeks’ of baked goods.”
Angela squinted. “Chocolate cake and test notes only.”
You shook your head. “No deal!”
Angela snapped her fingers. “Looks like we’ll have to settle for friends, Munson, it wasn’t meant to be.”
“Might be for the best,” he said with a pointed look to the dancing girl.
Angela blushed and you leaned in. “Oh, secrets already, come on – tell me!”
“Sienna,” Angela sighed.
“She’s here?” You straightened and followed where Eddie had glanced. “Please, please, let us find out for you. She’s in my American Classics class and she’s amazing.”
“You’re both as subtle as a bus,” Angela snorted.
The song faded into a new one, couples bouncing onto the makeshift dancefloor. Eddie heard the familiar guitar notes and dramatically groaned when you snapped to look at him.
Can you hear me calling out your name?
“Oh, Eddie, please,” you plead, widening your eyes and sticking your lower lip out.
“Go on, dance with your girlfriend.” Angela waved you both off.
“He loves this song,” you told her, pulling him up. Eddie shot you a narrowed look and Angela laughed.
“I didn’t have you pegged for a Fleetwood Mac guy,” she said, lighting another cigarette.
“It’s our song,” you said, winking at Eddie. He hated the fact that his entire chest felt like it would burst at your smug look.
“Of course, it is,” Angela groaned, tossing her head back. “You both disgust me, go be romantic somewhere else.”
Before Eddie could protest, you’d dragged him to the center of the mass of swaying bodies. You turned around, pressing your back to his front and he immediately brought his arms around you. He leaned his chin over your shoulder and smiled when you shivered.
“This isn’t our only song,” he said into your ear, “you’re giving me a bad rep with my new friends.”
“Methink thou doth protest too much,” you whispered back, squeezing his arm and swaying with him. “You agreed to a truce. This and KISS.”
He had, because how could he not with you?
“I know you know the words,” you said, nipping at cheek. “I know you can sing, I've heard you.”
Eddie sighed, pretending to put up a fuss to see you roll your eyes. Hiding his grin in your hair, he flipped you around and pulled you into his chest.
“You better make it soon, before you break my heart,” you sang softly, your eyes softening when he looked down at you.
Fuck. He wanted to drown in you.
“Oh I, I wanna be with you everywhere,” he sang to you, relishing in the grin that split your face. He smiled and kissed you, because there would never be a version of him who didn’t give you what you wanted. You smiled up at him, your eyes roaming around his face before you cupped his cheek. Eddie nipped at your palm playfully, your eyes flashing.
I want to be with you everywhere
“Thank you for coming, I know this isn’t your favorite thing to do,” you told him and Eddie’s chest clenched. He pulled you tighter against him and shook his head.
“I’m sorry, princess, for not coming the other times,” he said, “your friends are cool, I don’t know why I thought otherwise.”
“Because you’ve never known anything but judgmental assholes on an ego trip. They don’t get you, not the way I do – the way these people could,” you said, frowning in indignation for him. Eddie’s heart all but stopped. Shit, he loved you so much he could explode with it.
I want to be with you everywhere
The words climbed up from his heart, to this throat, and stalled at his mouth. He exhaled, frustrated, and kissed your forehead instead. “Besides, they’re our friends now. Angie and Carlos said they’d come to your gig next week!”
“Really?” He asked, rearing back his head. His inner turmoil taking a backseat.
“Yeah,” you said, beaming. “I think Carlos’ girlfriend had actually heard you guys before. She said you were good and now he’s convinced he’s gotta come check it out. I wouldn’t be surprised if Angie’s D&D group came too.”
You motioned for him to get closer, looking around you cautiously. Eddie leaned down and you whispered: “I’m inviting Sienna too, that way maybe Angie will grow a pair and talk to her!”
You smiled, glancing back at your friend and sighed. “She deserves to be happy. She’s had a bit of a rough few years. She loves love and I want her to get it, you know?” Eddie’s throat closed in on itself.
“Yeah,” he croaked, “I know.”
/////
Eddie was sure that the craving he had for you, the desire and desperation, would never fade. He’d be old and grey and you’d still turn him on at the drop of a hat.
“Eddie, please,” you breathed, your voice high and desperate. “Eddie!”
He loved the way you moaned his name. He loved the way your nails dug into his back, leaving reminders that you craved him just as much as he did you. Eddie loved the way he fit in between your legs, the way you fit together, and the way it chased away the darkness around him.
Eddie tugged your leg up further and you both groaned at the new angle. He choked when he felt you tighten around him. “Holy fucking Christ, sweetheart, you’re going to kill me.”
You laughed lightly, head thrown back, and legs tensing as he pumped into you faster. “You shouldn’t – ah – take the lord’s name in vain,” you teased and Eddie huffed a laugh.
“He understands,” Eddie panted, his pulse pounding, kissing your neck sloppily. “I’m sure he doesn’t mind.”
“Oh,” you sighed, your legs tightening further his waist, your hand looking for his. Eddie intertwined your fingers together, knowing it was your sign that you were close. He closed his eyes, concentrating on chasing his own and felt it begin at the base of his spine. Your hand squeezed his and right as he felt you both at the edge, your other hand came up to his face. Eddie opened his eyes, surprised, and you were looking at him with a soft smile.
Your eyes darted between his and a slow smile grew on his face. He felt his chest cave in at the adoring expression you wore openly. He squeezed your hand back and almost jumped in surprise when you bared down on him suddenly, your eyes closing, and your grip become steel. You moaned into his ear and in your mindless search for him, reached up and tugged his hair just shy of painful. He groaned, stilling as he felt a flash a white and a constellation of shooting stars behind his eyelids.
With a wet exhale, he collapsed on top of you. He waited until he could feel his limbs before rolling you both over. You squeaked when he wrapped his arms around you tightly.
“I missed you,” you said after you’d both caught your breath.
“I missed you too princess,” he said, kissing your temple. “Three days was too long.”
“I’m sorry,” you said, trailing your fingertips down his arm, “finals kicked my ass.”
“I’m a great study partner,” Eddie said, bringing his other arm to the back of his head.
You snorted and he feigned hurt. “I’m offended.”
“I’m sure you are,” you snickered, “doesn’t make it any less true.”
“Wooow,” Eddie huffed, “I wine and dine you and this is the treatment I get?”
“You opened the door and we barely made it to your bed,” you said, shooting him a look.
“Right, and who’s fault is that? I drove all the way to your favorite restaurant, laid it all out, a whole night for m’lady. With only the purist of intentions, I welcomed you into my home. Then you jumped me,” he teased, “clearly you only want me for my body, daughter of Satan.”
You laughed heartily and Eddie let it wash over him, warming him. “I did jump you,” you admitted, surprising Eddie with the lack of argument or quip. “I just…feel like I can’t be fully happy without you there. Like a piece of me is missing. I was jumping out my skin and when I finally saw you, it felt like my heart was going to explode. Ugh, doesn’t that sound corny?”
Eddie’s pulse pounded in his ears. It was corny, especially for you, who despite loving the cheesiest things he said to you, you rarely indulged him back. Eddie looked down at you, to reassure himself that you weren’t a figment of his imagination.
“Don’t look at me like that,” you said, hiding in the crook of his neck. Your light laughs and warm skin made all his nerves stand at attention.
This one, his heart thumped. He opened his mouth, the words on the tip of his tongue, when he felt you bite down onto a fading bruise from the week before. He jerked, surprised, and couldn’t help his laugh at the sight of your triumphant, mischievous smile.
“So,” you grinned, thrusting your hips down to his and Eddie was suddenly acutely reminded that he was still buried inside you. His body, however, was completely aware by the feel of things. He couldn’t keep a groan in, his entire body coming alive at your touch. “Ah, how about you jump me this time? I promise to let you lead.”
You waggled your eyebrows, your expression silly and comfortable, and delicately brushed some of his sweaty hair off his forehead. Eddie smiled, ignoring the lost opportunity – besides, what kind of asshole said it for the first time during sex? – kissed you and fell a little more in love.
He was pathetic.
/////
Eddie was having a shitty day. They were rare, being a ray sunshine like himself, but they happened.
Wayne knocked on his door and Eddie grunted. He didn’t try to hide the scent of the joint in his hand, just glanced over at him.
“You should go see her,” Wayne said, not forceful but stern. “She wasn’t the best but she was still your mother. She loved you the best way she knew how.”
Eddie nodded, not sure if he’d make the drive up to the cemetery but he didn’t want to start an argument. Not that Wayne would force him but, Eddie hated the idea of disappointing Wayne any more than he already had.
“Alright, I left you a burger in the oven if you want it,” Wayne said, sighing. “I’ll be back by tomorrow night. Why don’t you call one of your friends?”
“They’re busy,” Eddie lied.
“What about your girl?”
“She’s got a test tomorrow,” Eddie said, which was the truth, he’d watched you start studying yesterday – you were frantic and sure you were going to fail. You always said that though, a chaotic usual for you.
“I love you kid,” Wayne said quietly, “if you need me, uh, you can call me at Sam’s.”
Eddie didn’t know if it was the joint or his uncle’s once a year display of affection, but he felt completely gob smacked. He was sure his expression showed it because Wayne made a quick departure.
Great, now he couldn’t even say it to his uncle. Quite literally, the only family he had left.
Turning back to staring at the ceiling, Eddie heard a muffled knock at the front door. Wayne’s surprised voice quickly followed and a short laugh.
“Be gentle with him today, honey. He’s in a mood,” he heard Wayne say. Eddie frowned. There was only one person Wayne ever laughed with.
He heard a knock at his door and you peeked your head in. “Hi hot stuff.”
“What are you doing here?” Eddie asked. “Didn’t you have a study group tonight?”
“We both know I’ll probably ace the test anyway,” you said lightly, stepping in and closing his door softly. “You know, it’s considered a little rude not to answer your phone when your girlfriend calls.”
Eddie glanced at his phone. He’d managed to accidentally knock it off the receiver with his bag.
“I’m joking, in case that’s not obvious,” you said, hopping onto the bed and patting your thighs. Eddie laid his head on your lap and let the comfortable silence settle. Closing his eyes, he let the smoke furl within him, relaxing his shoulders.
He felt you trace the shape of his eyebrow, your fingers light and the action familiar. It helped dull the ache in his chest, like a balm he could never apply himself.
“Do you want to talk about it?” You asked him.
Eddie looked up at you, your expression open and eyes on him. Sometimes, in middle school -- when the bullying was at it’s worst because his growth spurt wouldn’t hit him until freshman year of high school. Even then, he still couldn’t punch for shit but at least he was taller than most of his classmates – Eddie would wonder if he’d ever get the chance to have someone who loved him again. Everyone else had parents, siblings, and cousins. He had Wayne; who, to give him credit, tried his best. He worked two jobs and long hours so it was inevitable that he wasn’t able to be around much. Eddie had only had himself growing up, and his abundance in energy, to rely on.
“Today’s my mom’s death anniversary,” he said, still a little numb.
“Hmm, okay,” you said, running your fingers through his hair methodically. “Do you want to talk it through, be mad about it, or distract away from it?”
Eddie glanced up, surprised. What little people knew always apologized, or worse, said she was watching over him. Guiding him. Which was bullshit because if she was supposed to be guiding him, she wasn’t being a better mother in death than she was in life.
“Can I choose two?”
“You, Dungeon Master, can choose whatever you want. This is your game,” you said, tracing his lips.
Eddie smiled and turned his face into your stomach. “She wasn’t a bad mom, she was just – not mentally checked in. She tried her best but it wasn’t good enough and I hate that I feel that way.”
Your hands ran up and down his back slowly, a soothing motion, the knots untangling themselves. Eddie watched you reach for his arm and squeeze it three times in a row. It seemed to activate a part of his memory because he turned to look at you. “You do that sometimes, with my hand, does it mean anything?”
He watched, a little surprised, as you startled. “Oh, I didn’t even realize,” you looked down at your hand, as if needing proof, and flushed.
Interesting.
“It’s a habit leftover from my dad,” you said, smiling at the memory, “Dustin was too young to remember but, he was super affectionate. He was always hugging us, holding our hands, giving us compliments. He loved seeing my mom light up or Dustin giggle at the attention. One day, I must’ve been like six years old, I told him that I felt bad that I wasn’t as loud or open with my affection like Dustin. I didn’t want him to think I didn’t love him, you know?”
Eddie nodded; he could imagine you as a little kid. Serious, protective, and a little badass.
“So, he told me that whenever he was holding my hand and I squeezed it three times, he would know that I…” Your eyes darted down to his and away quickly.
Love. That you loved him. Eddie’s heart sputtered, begging to be let out so it could jump into your hands. It wanted to go home.
“Um, he would know that I cared too,” you finished after clearing your throat. “After he died, mom, Dustin, and I just kept up the habit. It’s dumb, I know, but-”
“It’s not dumb,” Eddie interjected, hating the way you wouldn’t look at him. He felt the answer in chest. He knew now, that you felt the same – at least on some level. “It’s not dumb at all. It’s pretty fucking cool.”
I love you.
He wanted to sing it to the world but the words wouldn’t come. He felt caged and frustrated at his inability to just fucking say it. Your hand pulled him from the slippery slope of insecurity and he looked up at you.
“I…I care about you a lot. I just, want you to know that I know you care about me too,” you whispered. “Don’t stress, okay? At least not on my behalf. I’m not going anywhere.”
His blood froze. For some reason – whether it was his mother, his fucked-up childhood, or simply to prove everyone wrong, he wanted to be the first one to say it. He wanted to be able to scream it from mountains and for you to never doubt that you were so, so loved by him. It’s what you deserved. He just…wasn’t ready and you knew that. Somehow, you knew. You always knew. Maybe there really was a God, and maybe his mother had guided you to him. Luck, circumstance, religion, a club campaign, whatever it was – he’d never be more grateful for anything.
“Three was my mom’s favorite number,” Eddie said, the memory floating up to the front of his memory, “she said it was divine number. Father, Son, and Holy Spirit. She used to drag me to church ever Sunday. I hated it. She thought it’d help with my energy or put me on a good path.”
“Clearly, it didn’t work,” you joked. Eddie pinched your thigh and you laughed, smacking his hand away.
Eddie continued to tell you stories about his childhood, about his mom. Her good days and bad days. How he’d sit with her on the bad days and sing to her because whenever he was sad, she’d sing to him. She was the first person to teach him that music was healing.
You listened, attention completely on him, and he reached for your hand. You smiled, letting him play with your fingers while he spun his stories. Feeling brave, he squeezed your hand three times. You returning smile was blinding and Eddie couldn’t help but think that sometimes, being brave was worth it.
/////
Eddie was obsessing and spiraling. Two things that should never go hand in hand when it came to him. It created a chaos even he didn’t know how to climb out of.
Enough was enough, Eddie berated himself. He had to stop dicking around and tell you.
What if you didn’t say it back? He smacked his head. Idiot, you already knew and were taking it at his pace. Isn’t that what you’d both alluded to last month?
Your six month anniversary was next weekend. Eddie would do it then. Gareth had already handed him the key to his uncle’s cabin in the woods this morning and it was burning a hole in his pocket. Eddie almost had enough money to buy that kickass necklace he saw at the mall. He knew you’d love it by the way your eyes had stuck to it when you’d walked by the store.
Eddie groaned, anxiety still thrumming in his chest.
He had a plan, goddamn it. He was going to buy roses, the necklace, and enough condoms to last a fucking apocalypse. He was going to tell you over dinner, because it was the truth and he was making a big deal out of nothing. Of course, you loved him back. Didn’t you show him every day? Eddie wanted a future with you, he’d all but admitted that to you already. He was going to graduate in three months, start working at the record store downtown, and finally ask you to move in with him. He was going to stop being a goddamn coward.
A knock at the window startled him so hard he smacked his head. Fuck. He glared at your laughing expression and unlocked the door.
“You did that on purpose,” he groaned, rubbing his head.
“Maybe,” you laughed, breathless from your jog over to the car.
“Hi sweetheart,” he said, turning to you.
“Hi,” you greeted back. You leaned across the center console and kissed him. Eddie grabbed your collar, held you in place for a minute, and deepened the kiss. “What was that for?”
Eddie grinned. “Can’t I be happy to see my lady? Even after she tried to scare me to death?”
You rolled your eyes. “You saw me twelve hours ago and it’s not my fault you didn’t hear me the first two times I shouted your name.” Your hand tangled with his and his chest lightened as he felt you squeeze his hands three quick times. He brought your hands up to him and kissed your knuckles. He squeezed back and you beamed.
“Okay, so you wanna hear about what happened with Sienna and Angie?” You asked, settling into your seat as he started the car.
“Always,” he grinned, pulling out the lot.
After including him on your day, Eddie let you know about his. He loved this part, the intimacy of it. “Ah, and Gareth gave me the keys,” he said, fishing the key ring from his pocket. “we’re good for next weekend.”
You grinned, bouncing in your seat a little and Eddie laughed. Your excitement was contagious. “I’m so excited! I’ve never been to that part of Indiana. Maria said it was beautiful, that there’s a lake nearby we could swim in.”
Eddie smiled, nodding along to your growing list of plans for that weekend. The light in your eyes and wide smile was wreaking havoc on his ability to keep it together.
The urge to blurt it out now was strong but Eddie gripped the wheel tighter. You deserved better. It was one week until spring break. He could last one week.
/////
Eddie really, really should’ve told you earlier. In his defense, he didn’t think that shit was going to hit the fan this badly. He was supposed to be in a cabin, two hours north, blissfully in bed with you. Instead, he was on this God forsaken lake, watching Harrington get pulled under the water.
"Don't you dare," Eddie growled, his hand gripping your wrist desperately. You couldn’t be thinking about jumping. He couldn’t let you.
"He's my best friend," you said, desperately, expression decided. "Eddie, he's been my best friend since I was three. I can't - I can't let him drown. I'm the next best swimmer, I was the other co-captain. I'll be right back okay sweetheart?"
"Henderson," he exclaimed, his panic clawing at his throat, "don't do this to me."
“You’d jump if it was me,” you said, peeling off what he knew was your favorite jacket and tossing it to the bottom of the boat. You reached over, grabbed his hand, and squeezed three times. Eddie’s anxiety shot through the fucking metaphorical roof. There was no way he was letting you go. Who knew what the fuck was down there? “Eddie, you wouldn’t let me drown.”
Eddie heard his voice hitch a touch too hysterically. “Because I want to marry you some day! I can’t do that if you’re jumping blindly into God knows what!”
“I know, but it’ll be okay,” You kissed him and Eddie tried to tighten his grip on you but you slipped away and jumped into the water quickly. Eddie dove to the side of the boat desperately.
“You can’t just kiss me and leave! Don’t Han Solo me!” Eddie let out a frustrated shout. "I can't fucking believe this," he grunted, standing at the edge of the boat without hesitation.
"Are you jumping in?" Nancy asked, her tone surprised and gaze frantic as she searched the water for the two of you.
Eddie glared at her. "She's the love of my life, of course I'm jumping in," he huffed, "Harrington better be fucking alive or I’m going to kill him myself."
Did he just admit to Nancy Wheeler, of all fucking people, that he loved you? He wanted to slap himself. After half a year, the first person he said it to -- wasn’t even his girlfriend. The panic in his chest didn’t let him dwell on it too long. You could be dead at the bottom of this stupid lake for all he knew. That thought sent him in a downward spiral. The memory of Chrissy’s body flashed across his mind, freezing his entire being. You couldn’t be dead, you couldn’t -- he wouldn’t survive it. Eddie Munson wasn’t a hero but he’d be damned if he stayed behind while you went headfirst into danger.
He felt a hand grab his and he turned to see Robin's determined face. "Let's go," she said, taking a deep breath. Eddie nodded, trying not to think about it too much, and jumped down the rabbit hole.
/////
Eddie was pretty sure his heart was ripped from his chest when the first thing he heard after falling through that weird ass portal was your screaming. It was guttural, primal, and worst of all - painful.
He angrily swiped the water from his eyes and found you — and what a magnificent sight you were. You had a broken oar in your hands, using the splintered end to stab through a demented looking bat. Alive. You were alive.
Scared and turned on, again. Damn if this wasn’t a cycle with you.
Without wasting another second, he ran towards you, picking up the other end of the oar from the ground.
His heart almost stopped again when he saw one land on your back, its claws ripping at your sweater. “Get the fuck off her!” He screamed, grabbing it by the tail and flinging away.
You whirled around, oar cutting through the air, and smacked it into the ground. Without hesitating, you jumped up and slammed both feet onto its head. Eddie winced as the bone fragments – holy shit what was his life – splintered under your feet. You flipped your hair out of your face, sweat beads across your forehead, and beamed at him. “Thanks sweetheart,” you said, spinning around and hitting another like you were passing out homeruns for free.
Eddie had three seconds to realize two things. One, he definitely had a boner. Maybe he should see someone about that. Two, he was never going to love anyone else as much and as deeply as he loved you.
“Duck!” Nancy screamed and Eddie hit the floor, knees scraping against the ground. He watched her smack another creature with her flashlight and he joined the fight.
Within minutes, Steve ripped the last one apart, spitting out a worrying amount of blood. Eddie watched you steady him and Steve caught his eyes. Eddie was surprised to see a glint in them.
"If you say anything about being turned on right now, I'll kick you," he said dryly to Eddie.
"You found it hot too?" Eddie said, unable to keep the touch of hysteria out of his voice. "Don't sexualize my girlfriend like that man, not cool."
Steve chuckled, moaning immediately after and you pinched the bridge of your nose. "You're both idiots." Robin pointed to the portal but soon, more screeching came from the skies.
Nancy herded you all towards the trees. "We need to hide, come on!"
Eddie came up to Steve’s other side and helped him limp into the refuge of the woods. You all covered a fair amount of ground quickly, everyone stopping to duck under the same rock he’d hidden by a few hours ago as a group of the bats flew by.
You and Nancy had ripped a few pieces of your shirts to tie around Steve’s oozing wounds. Eddie swallowed around a lump in his throat and reached for you when you’d stepped back.
“Are you hurt?” He asked, hands running down your body.
You shook your head at him. “Just a few bumps and scrapes. This isn’t my first rodeo Munson. You should’ve seen me last time,” you said, reeking of exhaustion and terror but still joking. He was pretty sure you did it to put him at ease.
Eddie felt his entire world tilt off its axis as he stared at you. You were dirty, bloody, and were still clinging onto the broken piece of oar like it was a deadly weapon. He thought back to you a few minutes ago and smiled. He guessed it was deadly. Eddie reached out to you and you immediately turned to his touch. You sometimes reminded him of a sunflower, always turning towards him. You never left, never judged, and never expected more than he could give.
This one, his heart thumped. Eddie felt adrenaline rush through him once more, the world disappearing around you.
"I love you," Eddie blurted out, wincing at the way your lips parted in surprise, "I'm sorry I'm finally saying it when we're in this hellhole and you're bleeding but we might die."
"I sincerely hope not," a Robin-sounding whisper muttered behind you both.
"I had a plan, in the cabin this weekend, I was going to - that doesn't matter anymore," Eddie's felt a surge of determination. "I want to spend the rest of my life with you, as long as you'll have me, so I can't continue onward looking for Wheeler's guns - which, when the fuck did someone like Wheeler have guns? Although I wouldn’t have pegged you for being strapped either and then you stabbed those things like a goddamn warrior queen – which was hot by the way-”
"Eddie," you said with what looked like tears in your eyes, guiding him back to his original point.
"Right. I fucking love you princess. So don't be the hero, at least not without me," he said. "Wherever you go, I go, in this monster hunt, okay?"
Eddie watched as you said nothing, your eyes welling up and your grip on him tightened. After a few beats of silence, you spoke. "I love you too, Munson. So much."
"Yeah?" He said, tension bleeding out of his shoulders.
"Of course, how could you ever think otherwise?" You said, peppering his face with kisses. "I willingly listen to that awful band when you drop me off for work almost every week."
"Woman, do not insult Metallica in my presence," he grumbled, kissing you anyway. Eddie was pretty sure you could upend his entire life and he’d still follow you like a lost puppy. "Since we're airing things out, might as well go for gold - when we're out of this shithole, move in with me?"
You beamed. "Took you long enough to ask."
"I was going to ask this weekend!"
"Mhmm."
"I had a whole plan. Moving in was penciled in right after the second round, when you were all distracted, boneless, happy, and less likely to argue with me."
"I never argue with you," you huffed.
“What are you doing now?”
Eddie felt his entire body beam at you when you wrinkled your nose, huffing. “We’re discussing, Eddie.” God, he loved your haughty I-know-better-than-you voice.
"Princess, you're arguing with me about arguing with me."
"I'm not."
"Jesus, is this their foreplay?" Nancy muttered. You turned to glare at her.
“Yeah, kind of,” Eddie answered, smirking when you whipped your glare to him. “Well, at least I’m turned on.”
At that, Steve snorted and while you fought your smile - shaking your head – he could see it slowly growing.
"This is cute and all and I’m for you," Robin called out, "but we really need to keep moving."
"We're right behind you," you yelled back, loosening your grip on Eddie. He watched you reach up and bring your mouth to his ear. “Let’s get the fuck out of here so we can finally get that weekend away.”
Eddie’s blood thrummed, like it always did when you teased, and he reached out for your hand. “After you, m’lady.”
You both lagged a few feet behind the trio, your grip on his waist tight.
“Eddie?”
“Yeah?” Eddie turned to you, keeping an arm around your shoulders.
“I would’ve waited for you to be ready to say it,” you said quietly, “I never mind waiting for you.”
This one.
“I wanna be with you everywhere,” you sang softly, snorting when he shook his head at you. He really did love that damn song, not that he’d ever tell you that. Although, he’s sure you knew.
“I know,” Eddie said, and he did. “That’s why I love you.”
“I love you too, goof,” you said, grinning at him.
Eddie smiled and squeezed your shoulder three times.
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I'm sorry if you got bored of these but I'm literally Wilding over perv Binnies roommate, can we have one where reader is so open about it that she even says it in front of Binnie and poor baby's so stunned and shy:((
-⛓
never could be bored of it, because it's a rich text ugh, especially when you turn the tables and have changbin be the flustered one - because honestly? i think he would be. like have you seen the shy smile and flustered laughter when other members compliment him? he'd fully stop working if you outright told him how badly you wanted him.
like i am a sub!changbin enthusiast and this just feeds into that, because if you really wanted to be mean you could talk about it all the time; teasing him with whispers and promises but never touching him until he comes to you begging you to just do something - anything. and of course you do because how the fuck could you say no to him
also hi ⛓ anon - it's lovely to meet you too ahhhh
well behaved
wc: 1.9k
cw: sub!changbin x afab hard dom!reader, unprotected sex (don't do this), creampie, degradation, praise, dirty talk, pet names for changbin (binnie, pretty boy, toy), some size kink, little bit of dumbification, mentions of cum play and oral.
it was rude, changbin thought, the way you would parade around your shared apartment in whatever clothes you had stolen from him earlier in the week. and only his clothes, his t-shirts hanging off of you, but giving a delicious look at your thighs; thighs he had fantasised his face being directly in between numerous times.
what was ruder, though, was the way you'd shamelessly tell him how much you want him and then laugh and walk away - leaving him stood there in shock with a semi. that was cruel.
'god sometimes...'
you started, reaching up to the top shelf of a cupboard, giving him a delicious view of the lacy underwear you were wearing covering your ass as his hoodie raised up.
'...i wish you'd rail me against this counter.'
you finished, getting what you needed, and wandering off back to your room. and he was left picturing the way you'd look bent over the marble, your moans ricocheting off the counter.
in the middle of summer, you sat on the couch, one of his tops sliding off your shoulder giving a delicious view of your unmarked collarbone. popsicle in hand you were watching some nonsense on the tv and complaining about the heat, before catching him staring at the way you'd take the whole popsicle into your mouth, licking at it sometimes, swirling your tongue around it, mindlessly humming at the sweet taste.
'oh binnie, i'd love to see if i can fit you fully in my mouth'
you comment, before taking the whole popsicle in your mouth, swallowing around the tip, and pulling it out;
'i've been practising, see? maybe i need to size up next time'
you add, enjoying his stunned face before turning back to your show, licking up a drip from the side of the popsicle - and he wasn't even sure if that was for show or not.
another time, you were loading your washing into the machine, bending over, presenting yourself to him as he walked into the room, you nonchalantly commented;
'i have to do so much more washing lately.'
closing the door you begin the fiddle with the settings before adding; 'it's your fault binnie, really, i've been soaking through all my underwear thinking of you.'
and as he went to apologise for something that definitely wasn't his fault, you closed your bedroom door. he shouldn't apologise, though, right? fuck he never knows what to say when you talk to him like this; make so clear how interested you were but never doing anything about it, and it was just rude. and he always planned to respond, to call you out or tell you how much he wanted you or something more than standing there and feeling the blood rush to his dick - but there was something in the air of dominance in your voice that always shut him up. something you had even jokily called him a good boy for once or twice; another thing you did which made his head spin.
later on that night you were both enjoying take out on the couch, sitting at opposite ends. you were wearing one of his few button-up shirts, with far too many buttons undone. the black fabric contrasting against the obnoxiously red lace adorning your chest and, he imagined, your pussy. the shirt was shorter than a lot of the -shirts you usually wore but not that short - but maybe if you just moved slightly;
'oh binnie, you can just take the shirt back if you want it so much'
you lean forward, crawling slightly to close the distance between you too.
'i mean, rip it off me if it bothers you that much, use those muscles that drive me crazy.'
you move an arm to squeeze at his biceps, feeling the firmness tense under your touch.
'but you'd never do that, binnie, always so shy'
'i'm not even sure you know how to put to muscles to use'
'so well behaved, never doing anything unless i tell you too, what a good boy'
and he shouldn't be getting hard from a couple words, a look, and a hand on his arm but he was, he was so fucking hard. but he also wanted to deny what you were saying, he could do more than just behave.
'not t-true'
'not true? not true, really, binnie?'
and he silently nodded, waiting for you, as always. and you leaned forward, supporting your weight with a hand on your shoulder, to whisper in his ear; your lips brushing his lobe.
'then do something changbin'
and he froze, as you leaned back again and laughed with your whole chest.
'pathetic, you're so damn lucky you're so fucking pretty'
'how about this, if you can manage to unbutton this shirt, do that for me? and i'll do the rest of the work. you just sit there and be a really pretty toy, make pretty noises, and i'll do the work'
'i'll make use of that cock of yours, make us both feel good? and all you have to do is behave, and let me admire those muscles of yours that you don't even use, okay?'
and he nodded, flushing every time you complimented his body, the shy smile on his lips as he reached his hand out, shakily undoing the first of the four buttons you had managed to do up on the shirt.
'one.'
he wasn't prepared for you to count, to challenge his ability to even undo buttons on a shirt, but that the fact you were made him whine. somehow, despite all his muscles, you made him feel so so small. and it was this thought that passed through his head as he undid the second one.
'two.'
you say, smirking, looking down at the way his hands struggled with the fabric, before succeeding again.
'three.'
you leaned forward placing your lips at his ear again as you felt the last button give way and the shirt fall off your shoulders.
'four.'
'such a good boy. so impressive'
you giggle, getting off his lap long enough to set his cock free of its confines before positioning yourself over him, underwear pushed to the side. changbin notes that it is, in fact, matching red lace, and it made you look delicious. taking the tip and running it over your wetness, up and down, past both the clit over and over again; teasing both you and him. he whined, looking up at you, pouting.
'ask nicely, binnie, it's only polite since you're going to be doing nothing as i take care of you'
'p-please, i... please' the last word coming out as a whisper, him quieting down as you stick your thumb in his mouth. quieting the moans that erupted from his mouth as you sat down on his length; the expected stretch was delicious.
fully seated, you look at him in the eyes, feeling the way his tongue danced around the thumb in his mouth, as if it were your clit; desperately trying to do anything to please you.
'it's silly really, you having a cock this big if you're not going to do anything with it'
'at least it'll be a good toy for me now, yeah?'
'all mine to use'
you say, emptying his mouth, waiting for him to agree - not moving an inch until you heard the confirmation of this newfound relationship leave his lips.
'all y-yours to p-play w-with, y/n, f-fuck'
and with that you started riding him, nails gripping into one of his shoulders, marking the muscle as you try to balance on his lap; leaning back slightly so the fat head of his cock would hit that gummy spot inside you that made your head spin.
it's then that you notice his hands are still at his side and have been this whole time; triggering another laugh from you at his submission.
'not even touching me, binnie, what you waiting for?'
'you want me to say it's okay? fuck, such a dumb toy, need to be told to do everything'
'only good for this cock of yours, i swear'
'i'll be nice, you can, fuck, touch'
and his hands instantly reach out to cup your ass, each palm swallowing up a cheek, grabbing with force as you continue to ride him.
't-thank you, thank you, th-'
you lean forward and kiss him, shutting him up with an aggressive meeting of your lips. with tongue and biting and want, so much want from both of you; months of frustration leading to this point. pulling away again you say;
'toys don't f-fucking talk unless told to'
'you can answer questions or tell me you're close, that's it'
'all i want to hear from that pretty little mouth of yours is whines and moans or my name, or if we need to stop, okay?'
and he silently nodded, triggering you to bottom out and sit completely still. reaching out to roughly grab his chin in your hand.
'that was a fucking question binnie'
's-sorry- i-'
you increase the strength of your hold, feeling the bone of his jaw through his cheeks.
'not what i want to fucking hear'
'y-yes y/n'
and suddenly your hand moves back to cup at his chest, enjoying the weight of the muscle in your palm as you smile, starting the pace back up again.
'good b-boy, j-just need a l-little training, t-that's all'
'we h-have plenty of t-time to train you, w-wanna use you a-all over t-this apartment - fuck'
opening your screwed close eyes, you see him, panting and biting at his lips - feeling the way his hands somehow grip even tighter on you. and that's when you realise, smiling at him and speaking slightly softer;
'oh, the pretty boy wants to c-cum?'
's-sorry, i- s-'
'not the question binnie, and i'm sure you don't want me s-stopping now'
'now, i asked, does my pretty little boy want to cum? want to fill me up? want to ruin me for everyone else, yeah?'
'y-yes p-please please, y/n pleeaaassseeee' he pleads, as you kiss the top of his forehead.
'go ahead binnie, fill my pussy up, make a mess'
'you've been so good, want it dripping out of me'
'look at me when you cum in me, binnie, want to see that pretty face of yours'
and he does, just a second later, feeling the warmth spreading inside of you, slowing down the pace you had into the long and hard thrusts to make sure you fucked all of his cum deep into you - before stopping, completely full of him again. reaching out you go to cup his cheek before he turns, catching your thumb in his mouth, sucking on it as he looked at you. you chuckle.
'such a good boy for me, look so pretty filling me up'
'where are you manners though, binnie?'
and he suddenly looked worried, starting to speak around the weight on his tongue;
't-thank y-you y/n, thank you'
'good boy, and you can make it up for me'
'i'm going to ride that pretty face of yours until you've cleaned up this mess you've made, and you're ready to make another one'
'because, binnie, i plan of using this new toy of mine all over this apartment'
'every single place you got hard because of me but didn't do anything'
'because you're just a dumb little toy, so so pretty for me'.
#⛓ anon#stray kids#skz imagines#skz smut#skz x reader#stray kids drabble#stray kids smut#skz hard thoughts#sub!idol#sub!skz#sub!changbin#changbin#seo changbin#changbin x reader#dom!reader
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How The OP Boys Say “I Love You” To Their S/O
How You Know He Loves You- idk man
A/N : enjoy.
includes » Ace, Sabo, Luffy, law, Sanji, Zoro, Marco, Rosinante, Kid, Shanks, Mihawk, Katakuri, Izo, Koby, Cavendish,
Summary : the boys’ own way of saying “I love you”, with their own words and ways. Or, how you know he loves you.
? Wait did I do this before? I don’t even know. also these aren’t GREAT, but they aren’t HORRIBLE. Yk? Honestly tho, some of these seem like they’re all over the place, which yes, they might be. UGH IT WAS SO HARD THO.
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Monkey D. Luffy
Luffy loves you like an adventure. Everything is new and always fun to try with him, and no matter what happens, you don’t ever regret it, because you’re doing it with him.
He’s persistent in staying with you everywhere, he wants to do everything with you. He tends to invite you ( by pulling your hand ) to do crazy things with him and away from the others so you’re alone.
He’s always showing off his skills and stupidity in order to make you laugh, because your smile is the best thing he’s ever seen and giggles are the beautiful sound he treasures.
His actions are genuine when he holds your hand and pulls you to his side all the time, with the warmest, loving grin.
Luffy always makes sure to remind you to never give up hope.
“Let’s go on an adventure together, [Name].”
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Roronoa Zoro
Zoro loves you like you’re his one and only. No one has priority over you, ( except maybe Luffy ), and you will always be his, if you’ll let him.
Zoro is not a man of many words when it comes to his own emotions and feelings, so he shows it through his actions.
He always has an eye on you, so wherever you are is where he ‘sleeps’ so he can keep you close, his swords at his side to protect you from danger, ( but he knows you can handle yourself. )
Zoro is the perfect person to lend a comforting shoulder and ear. He will listen to every single one of your problems intently and if he can, will offer the best advice you’ll hear, even if it’s a bit harshly. However, whatever got you so down, Zoro will bring you back up.
Zoro is always reminding you that you are strong, no matter how tough things get.
“Oi, come take a nap with me. I could use a body pillow.”
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Portgas D. Ace
Ace loves you like a gentleman, respecting boundaries, bowing to the elderly you pass by together and always ready to pick you up for your date at seven, bouquet of flowers in hand.
If Ace is good at anything, it’s knowing how to distract you with a good time. He knows the best way to bring a beautiful smile to your lips and can easily make sure to avoid the thoughts that brought you down in the first place.
He’ll share stories that will make you die of laughter or feel so wholesome that you literally melt at how sweet it is.
The few times he expresses and shares his insecurities to you, something he hides within him because he trusts you enough to do so. He loves your understanding and comfort for him.
Ace always reminds you that you’ll be okay, even at the worst times.
“You are the light of my life.”
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Chief of Staff Sabo
Sabo loves you like a prince. He holds the door for you, takes your hand so you don’t fall, has the most charismatic smile on his face and is just so charming.
Sabo will remember the littlest things, the smallest details that you yourself don’t even know until he reminds you, and because of this, you are often gifted the most memorable and cherishing gifts, like the scarf you two bought for your perfect snowman, to the necklace you were staring a little too longingly at on display.
He’s always busy, but he doesn’t hesitate to drop whatever he has just for you. He will run through fire if it means you’ll stop crying or if you’ll be happy to see him. You are his lifeline, his soul, his love.
He may not know how to properly cheer you up like his brothers can, but he knows that he wants the best for you. If you need space, you got it. You need some tender loving cuddles and buckets of ice cream while watching Disney movies? Vanilla or chocolate ice cream?
Sabo reminds you that you deserve happiness and peace.
“Whenever you need me, I’ll be there.”
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Trafalgar D. Water Law
Law loves you like you’re his savior, someone who’s always there during his time of need and insecurities, by his side when he needs you most.
He’s a little blunt and straightforward occasionally, but he’s honest somewhat. He won’t ever tell you his feelings until he deems it the right time, but you can tell he has feelings by the change in treatment.
He’ll keep you closer to him, making excuses by saying that he needs you to help him with the supply run, or that he needs your assistance with a particular menial task.
He’s awkward and shy about it at first but he cares and that’s all you need to know. Especially once you catch him during one of his weaker times, the anniversary of a particular someone rolling around, where he’s locked in his room. He needs you beside him, so please don’t leave him when he needs you.
Law reminds you that you are human, that it’s okay to be vulnerable.
“Just stay here with me.”
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Vinsmoke Sanji
Sanji loves you like a god/goddess. He will treat you with the utmost respect and care and offers you everything you could possibly want or need, just say the word.
His genuine, endless daily compliments are given to you with pure love and passion, his daily refreshments and snacks to keep you energized and hydrated keeps an eye out for your health.
He makes sure you know the true meaning of flattery, chivalry and love, because that is all he can show you.
However, under that chivalrous exterior, is his calmer, understanding loving self, where he shows his true self and when he finally shares this side with you, where he holds his insecurities, it’s the true honor and love you can receive. And it’s even better, when you become the one who loves for him in return during this time.
Sanji reminds you that you deserve to be and are loved.
“You are my world, my everything.”
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Marco The Phoenix
Marco loves you like a married couple who grew old together, still playing jokes and having fun to life’s fullest, no matter your age.
He’s constantly lecturing you for the smallest things repeatedly, since you always seem to forget. His lectures lack any annoyance or malice though, he’s just kind of done with you sometimes.
Nonetheless, he’s taking care of you more than you think, always the first one there whenever you need help. He’s always prepared for whatever you need so you don’t have to look for it and get worried.
He’s stern at times but he loves you more than you could ever know, often questioning himself whenever he’s beside you. He half-lidded eyes watching you with warmth and admiration because you always look so determined.
Marco always reminds you that you are free. To live life to its fullest and however you wish.
“Let me fly you to the moon.”
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Donquixote Rosinante
Rosinante loves you like a husband, he treats you like his wife, either you or him welcoming each other home after being gone for so long and greeting each other with a loving kiss each time.
He knows just how tough things can be and as much as he tries to make things right, he knows how bad situations really are and no matter how much he wants to cry or get angry, he always holds a smile, in front of you. To assure you that things will be okay.
He gives the warmest hugs, and knows that, so whenever you’re angry or sad, or just randomly at times, Rosi envelops you into a large hug, waddling you back and forth a few times, you feel instant relief and content, which makes him smile.
His priority will always be you, even if he’s hundreds of thousands miles away, he will find his way back home to you. He surprises you with the littlest gifts; being flowers, jewelry, candles, or more.
Rosi will always remind you to smile, even during the hardest times.
“I will protect you.”
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Eustass Kid
Kid loves you like a game, it’s unexpected, unpredictable of what will happen and it’s exciting and thrilling. For you both, one wrong move, and the other is gone for good, but perhaps, second chances/rematches are available.
He can be brash and a bit much, but Kid has high respect for anyone who actually makes it onto his crew and can actually tolerate him, you included.
He’s loud and wild but that only makes it part of the fun. With such a short fuse, as long as you play your cards right and pick your moments to bite back, it’s kind of fun knowing how dangerous it can be with a guy like Kid, and he also loves it equally, because your feistiness is attractive.
Being a bad bitch that doesn’t play by the rules is so incredibly attractive and Kid knows how to reward and punish so tread carefully. ;) however, he has his down moments and as annoying he can be, he does appreciate the effort you give if you try to comfort him. He’ll be harsh about it but eventually, he just wants you to be with him in the end.
Kid reminds you to rebel, take risks and enjoy the thrill of getting in dangerous situation every once in a while, breaking a few rules doesn’t hurt anybody. Most of the time.
“Don’t fucking ever leave me.. okay?”
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Dracule Mihawk
Mihawk loves you like you’re an empress, only the finest and highest quality for you, nothing else can compare.
Mihawk will buy you the most expensive dress that suits you, with an equally expensive matching jewelry to go with. Not to mention the heels, and, tch, how could he forget the roses you require? Despicable.
As much as he loves to show you off, he despises the stares of awe and admiration you receive whenever you go out, so his possessiveness takes over and he has an arm around your waist at all times, successfully showing you’re taken and to back off if they don’t wish to be cut into oblivion.
He trains you to handle yourself, obviously, you should know at least some basic skills. He’s not too hard on you but does push you to keep going until you truly wish to stop. It’s only because he’s worried that one day, he won’t be there and won’t be able to protect you.
Mihawk reminds you that you are a queen/king, a strong person who shall hold your ground and never back down from fear and show your bravery.
“Come here, mi amor.”
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Red Haired Shanks
Shanks loves you like you’re his future. It’s an unknown journey, but he’s there for the ride and whatever may happen, he’s there staying and won’t be going anywhere, unless it’s with you.
The red head is a goofball, he drinks, parties and messes around but he is an incredible captain and genuine to a fault. So when he expresses kindness, it is purely from his heart and not out of manners.
He is extremely playful and yet when down to business, he is calm, collected, and cool. He knows just what to say in tough situations and great comforting advice, so he’s the one to go to when you’re feeling down. And as laid back as he is, disrespect to those he loves is the one shit he won’t take.
He’ll hold you close and with his signature grin, compliment you and tell you how much he appreciates you and as soon as someone lays a finger on you, his hand is on the hilt of the sword and he waits three seconds for an explanation before he cuts them down. No one messes with his beloved.
Shanks reminds you of loyalty. To always protect and care for those close to you, and keep that built up trust and bond you created with them.
“Trust me. I won’t let go of you.”
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Charlotte Katakuri
Katakuri loves you like you’re glass, he’s careful, protective, cautious and treats you like you’re fragile, because he’s afraid of hurting you.
He’s larger than most, he’s aware of that, so he always takes the precautions to be aware of his surroundings, especially when you are around. He wants you safe and he will be devastated if he is the cause of your pain.
His large stature is a blessing to you though, because cuddling is so comfortable and comforting, it’s amazing. You can curl up and relax and just be at ease with him, because he’s so protective of you, even from his family members. He often keeps you away from Cracker and Perospero, in the slightest chance that they try to take you away from him.
He’ll be extremely heartbroken if Big Mom doesn’t approve of you, but his love for you is stronger, so he’ll keep it a secret if he has to but eventually, he’ll pray and wish for her blessing, asking the help of his siblings to convince her.
Katakuri reminds you of family, that even friends or crewmates are family and love you all the same.
“I will be here for you.”
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Captain Koby
Koby loves you like a typical high school crush. He’s all shy and blushy, and evidently embarrassed when the pretty one at school is talking to him, ( that’s you. ).
He’s like the wallflower type, who tries to blend in but somehow, he sticks out in a way that lures you to him, like he’s hit the jackpot.
He is incredibly sweet, and his shyness is so adorable. You can’t help but coo whenever you see his red cheeks and soft smile of care he offers.
Always helps you with everything, will take the blame whenever you get in trouble, takes the suffering and pain when guys try to mess with you, and no matter how tough things get, he’s holding a brave face for you.
Koby reminds you of kindness, treat everyone with care and kindness, and it goes a long way.
“If you fall, I’ll be there to catch you.”
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16th Division Commander Izo
Izo loves you like you’re a painting, he thinks you are true beauty, inside and out, you are a work of art, a true Mother Nature masterpiece born. One to be admired.
The type to be there. He’ll hold your hair while you vomit, rubbing soothing circles on your back while you cry, painting your nails while you complain about Ace, assure your perfection when you’re feeling insecure.
Best advice giver, holds no judgements at all. He’ll help with anything, because you need him. Romantic advice, friendship, sexual advice ;), he will help you any way he can.
He truly admires you, not because of your beauty, but your strength to be able to cry. Crying doesn’t mean weakness but rather, strength to be able to move forward even in the worst of times.
Izo reminds you that you are beautiful, no matter what anyone thinks or says.
“You are true beauty, my love.”
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Cavendish Of The White Horse
Cavendish loves you like you’re a princess, and he is your handsome Prince Charming.
Every thing he does it like from a fairytale, if it involved a rather.. bit of a narcissistic Prince Charming. But he means well, because he still treats you like a real princess.
He gives you daily horseback rides, teaching you with his strong arms wrapped around yours and his black fancy hat on top of your head, as you two ride around and share laughs and memories.
And even through his big ego, he still makes sure to compliment you, tell you how proud he is of you and how much he truly admires you for your strong will and determination, because he really does love you. More than you know.
Cavendish reminds you that dreams can come true, sometimes it just takes a leap of faith and effort.
“I will treat you like the princess you are and deserve to be.”
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A/N : 15 fucking people and having to think of different things while I’m distracted is so HARD. 😭 please tell me you enjoyed though ;-;
but did I do this already? God I can’t remember a thing, especially since I still haven’t updated my masterlists- and I’m terribly sorry if this really is all over the place ;-; also apologies if this is repetitive for some of them! It really is difficult yk ;-;
#tooweirdforyou#one piece#one piece x reader#op x reader#x reader#op#one piece writing#luffy x reader#shanks x reader#dracule mihawk x reader#roronoa zoro x reader#donquixote rosinante x reader#one piece izo#eustass captain kid x reader#captain koby#vinsmoke sanji x reader#portgas d. ace x reader#chief of staff sabo#charlotte katakuri x reader#trafalgar d. water law x reader#marco the phoenix x reader#cavendish x reader
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MY BABY'S AN ID♡L !! (3)
pairings: mikey sano, chifuyu matsuno, mitsuya takashi, ran haitani x fem!reader
genre: fluff
request: Hellooo ♡ just saw ur post of idol girl crush reader and omg I'm in love 💖 and since u also said that I'm free to rq the other boys,here I am. So same request (heyyyy would be hella cool if u could do some hcs for tokyo revengers boys with a idol s/o who is a rapper on a girlcrush group <3 xoxox), but this time for Mikey, Chifuyu, and Mitsuya 💕💕 add anyone else if u wanna, take care uwu
a/n: v happy you loved them! it's a very fun request to do, so thanks for sending one in again! muahah you know i had to add my baby ran muahahah <3 enjoy! + not proof read ily
part 1 / part 2 /
MIKEY:
is,, sorta nonchalent about it?
"oh? you're in a worldwide famous girl group? woah."
but! that doesn't mean he's not totally impressed at how cool you are, what!!!!
he gets really hyped listening to your group's more upbeat songs- like he'll be jumping around and shit screaming out poorly pronounced lyrics LMAO
when your verses come on though, he doesn't even try to rap along because he knows he's gonna butcher it all
he's already had you and draken laugh at him, he doesn't need more
(imagine him and his pout <3)
"you're too fast! sounds like peh-yan!"
THE LOOK YOU GIVE HIM AFTER HELPPP
he loves watching you perform, he feels entranced every time
you just look so gorgeous up there, hair all done, skin all glowing and your outfit- ugh, he just thinks you're so wonderful
and he's really happy that you're happy- he couldn't ask for more
he buys all your albums btw, and squeals if he pulls your photocard
"KEN LOOK! IT'S Y/N!"
"yes mikey, you've already shown me."
when you're feeling tired or bummed out he'll offer you his entire bed to rest so that you'll be comfortable
he's giving up his bed for you- that's true love right there
but sometimes he'll cave in and cuddle with you on the small mattress because damn has he missed you
CHIFUYU:
you already KNOW this mf listens to kpop religiously !!!!
and he is head over heels for you
he was worried when you first started going out, because of the strict rules on dating in the kpop industry (which is so ass btw)
you told him you had spoken to your company, and that you were willing to go through the troubles if it meant you'd be with him
yeah, chifuyu was sold
he loves you so much, let me just say that
and he is so encouraging and enthusiatic about your career, it's really sweet
he's always there to give you feedback, praise, a person to laugh with, a shoulder to cry on, he is there for you
streams all your music, on youtube, on spotify, anything to improve your efforts of winning an award
and honestly? he loves your group's music- it's so diverse and there's a perfect song for every mood
he gets so hyped when he hears your raps
he's shaking his head aggresively left to right while holding up a rock sign and it's the most hilarious thing you've ever seen
"OH YEAH!!!!!! LET'S GO!!!!!!!!"
he's on cloud 9 when he listens to your music basically
MITSUYA:
is almost always on you with compliments, and he's so so attentive even you can't keep up with it
"y/n! you did amazing tonight, you must be tired though,"
"luna loved your outfit last night, she keeps telling me i should try to recreate it."
"baby have you taken a break yet? that interviewer was so insistent with the questions."
you're so taken aback by how much he pays attention, and it warms your heart so much
you know how much of an already-busy man he is, with school, his hobbies, his sisters, and the gang, you didn't want to add to his load of things to take care of
"what do you mean? isn't this just me being supportive of you?"
you cried, because he's so sweet
every time you see each other again, he can't help but give you a sweet kiss on the lips- you're both so hard working and he's so proud of you
mitsuya loves your group's songs- esp. the more slow calm tracks, they're all added to his downtime playlist
every now and then he'll feel a more upbeat song, and loves to hear your rap flow through his headphones
he'll unconsciously tap his foot or beat his head to your rhythm, completely captivated in your voice
RAN:
ohohho this cheeky fucker
he found himself 10x more attracted to you after finding out you were an idol
is so fucking smug to be your boyfriend because he knows just how many people on the internet are practically in love with you too
posts lowkey couple photos of the two of you with the caption "all mine" and giggles at the fact that your face can't be seen unlike his
(this is self indulgent but- photos where his hand is on your waist or stomach- <333 or like you're laying on his chest and he's stroking your back while you fall asleep on him)
(HOLLERING BECAUSE IM SO IN LOVE WITH HIM NANA X RAN CANON OK BYE)
ran might be prideful but he's careful too!! doesn't want to get you into any trouble, why would he?
likes to listen to your music while on late night rides through roppongi- even better if you're with him ;)
got into a fight once with your songs in the background LMAOO- he's literally beating people up with his baton while you're rapping in his airpod
deadass stops to sway and jam before getting back to it!
it's concerning really, how many times he texts you: "babe i killed someone to your verse"
"HUH."
anyways, i love him, i love this concept, i want to be sexy couple with ran haitani the end <3
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