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inkdrinkerworld · 3 months

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Stitches, Films and Sponges Baths?

Cw: fluff, shy!team doctor!reader, Dick being a flirty shit

“Nightwing B-01, injured.” Calls the electronic voice through the comms and you get moving immediately.

“How bad is it?” You ask as you snap gloves on and reach for your kit.

“Bad enough that I’ll miss seeing your concentrated face, angel.” Dick flirts and you suck at your teeth.

The moment he comes into view, you realise that as much as he flirts he hadn’t been lying.

He’s cut under his eye, there’s another on his bicep and a tear in the side of his suit.

“Who did you lose a fight to?” That gets him to open his eyes and he spots a slight frown on your lips.

“I didn’t lose, I’m just a little more cut up than you’re used to seeing me.” You clean up his face first and your frown smooths out when you realise it's more blood than wound.

“This one isn’t too bad, maybe a butterfly stitch if you really want one. It should close within the day.”

Dick reaches for your gloved hand, “Put the stitch please, angel? Don’t want you having to stare at that cut every time you look at me;” he smiles and as if he’s reconsidered his statement he adds. “Unless it makes me look rugged and even hotter.”

Your body flushes, heat rushing through you and you nibble on your lip as you set the stitch on his cheekbone.

“You look fine, can you open your eyes now?”

He does, “Missed seeing them, did you?”

“Dick,” it’s only a warning, but he likes when you say his name so it’s one he elects to ignore- on the basis of the fact that if he does, you’re going to fluster even more. And he likes that even more.

“Your bicep isn’t too bad, just a scratch really. I’m more worried about your side, so I’m going to look at that first.”

His arms reach up for you to undress him and Dick bites his tongue to keep his smile at bay when your eyes widen and your fingers drag up his stomach as you lift off the top of his suit.

You wonder if he can tell that your pulse is rioting now?

He’s always been pretty, flirty and overly friendly to you and you’ve never known where to put all that.

Dick is gorgeous, he’s been gorgeous from the moment you’d been recruited here from the Bat, but he’s also never been by himself since you’ve been here- a little bit of a relationship man and while you’d love to pursue that, you don’t know if your poor heart will handle his flirty unleashed.

“It’s not so bad, just a little jagged so the stitching is going to hurt a bit. I’m sorry.”

Dick tuts, his heart clenching at how considerate you are- then he wonders if that’s just your bedside manner.

“No need for that, I can take a little pain.”

You nod, and get started with your needles and thread, closing up Dick’s wound with a steady hand.

“These are dissolvable, but they can still rip if you aren’t careful so you’re on bed rest until they dissolve.”

“How long will that take, angel? Trying to plan how many days I have with you.”

You clench your jaw to stop your smile, but Dick takes note of the way that your eyebrows jump and your eyes crinkle with little crow’s feet.

“A week or two for the most, but you can’t go around training like usual until they dissolve.”

He nods, “So what do you say to movie nights and reading challenges all week?”

You do let yourself smile then, Dick’s proposed things you like that he doesn’t necessarily find that mind blowing.

“And what will you do?” You ask, a vote of confidence to play along with his tease.

“Probably work on some tech stuff, but we’ll at least be together so you can have all the time in the world just staring at me till you’re ready to make a move.”

You grumble and scrub your face making Dick chuckle.

“That was mean, I’m sorry angel.” He coos and you look up to find him still smirking.

“Mhm, I totally believe you,” you finish his stitch and cover it with a piece of gauze and medical tape. “I don’t think I’ll be able to spend the entire week with you Grayson. I’ve got class.”

His eyebrows jump, “Class? Did you start a new programme?”

You nod, “Behavioral analysis.” Dick smiles, a little wicked at the confession. You move to his bicep, cleaning up the blood to find three claw-like marks tearing through his skin.

“Do you need real life case studies? I’ll be happy to help you out. You can analyse my behaviour when I’m with you.”

Your belly heats, and you’re sure the way you fluster is evident to Dick and that makes you feel even more bashful.

It’s clear he does feel a little bad about how flushed he’s making you when you feel his hand reach up to your cheek.

“I’ll stop for a little, angel. Don’t want you to pass out from all the heat you’re pushing out.”

“Dick!” You whine and he laughs, a full belly laugh that makes your frown turn to a small smile. “You’re the worst.”

You finish cleaning and dressing the scratches on his bicep, they only needed a few stitches on one of them.

“Oh am I?” He coos and you grumble, biting your lip to stop from swearing at him. “Okay okay, I’ll really stop now.” He promises; you look up at him through your lashes as you pull away from his hand and start cleaning up.

“Wanna watch a film with me?” He asks as you finish cleaning, his body suddenly tired now that he’s not worried about flirting and teasing you.

“One of your black and white French films?” It’s his turn to flush a little, clearly not expecting anyone to notice his choice in movies. “You always leave the disk in, and I don’t think anyone else is watching espionage French films except you.” You explain with a little smile.

“Maybe not a French one, we can do Russian or Spanish- I know you watch those.”

You shrug, “We can trade off, one French, one Spanish.”

Dick nods, groaning as he stands. His hand pressed tight to his side. “Why don’t you choose first, angel. Gonna get Alfred to sponge me off,” he pauses at the door, a mischievous smirk on his lips as he turns back to you. “Unless you want to do it, which I have zero objections to.”

“Go get your sponge bath Grayson, I’ll be in the media room.”

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portgasdwrld · 11 months

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📂 Op men + flirty reader

Featuring: Monster trio + Ace

Warning: suggestive, fluff otherwise 🫧

Gender neutral reader ✨

Luffy

Luffy was most of the time not even aware of your flirting with him until he noticed Nami and Robin chuckling in the corner faced to your defeated expression. He would look at them confused and back at you who was now pouting. He would probably ask you directly to explain what you meant …

-No, you reply with a pout as you dive into the delicious food, after your love interest asked you to repeat what you said.

-Ahhh, why not ?Come on tell meee, I wanna laugh too!

- You can be so dumb sometimes omg, you grumble annoyed.

Luffy just complimented your new outfit and you thought it would be amusing to reply with something flirty and you did. You told him you would look better without it if he wanted to take care of it.

He didn’t even listen to you as he was devouring his plate (literally). So you just stood there astonished and sat down to eat in defeat.

Zoro

He’s either ignoring you and blushing, or snapping back and blushing.

Zoro have been working out as usual, nothing at all special for you or the others. But you loved watching him, it was the way his tan body was glistening from his sweat and the warm heat of the sun, that just does it for you. His muscles flexing and his exhausted facial expression >

-Enjoying the view?, he finally snaps after you have been watching him for over an hour with now a refresher from Sanji. He was wiping his sweat away with a towel as he glared at you.

You sip from your drink and squint your eyes at him as a smirk curve your lips.

-Why? Am I making it hard for you to focus ?

You reply while sustaining the eye contact with him.

-I wasn’t expecting to have spectators, if you ask me.

He retorts while lying down ready to bench press again.

- It’s hard not to, when you are attractive like that.

You continue. He didn’t reply and only mumbled a “pervert” under his breath. Tho, you saw the way he blushed and smirked, but tried to hid it by continuing his workout.

Sanji

Flirting with Sanji is like personally trying to kill his poor heart. You say something and his head is already 10 steps ahead and suddenly he’s imaging having a family with you and dying together in the name of love. Yeah because he’s that dramatic and committed when it comes to love.

“Sanji, you always look so neat and classy. I live for it, it makes a change from the usual crusty pirates i used to bump into.” you sigh as you lean over the kitchen table, your hands cupping your smiling face.

That’s it, hearing those words from your beautiful mouth sent him to heaven just there. His cigarette falls in the water where he was washing the dishes and with heart eyes he turns his body to you. Seeing your smile and mischievous eyes, almost made his heart stop (or mouth drool-).

-Y/N-SWAAAN. IM SO GLAD YOU APPRECIATE IT~

You chuckle from his reaction as he grabbed your hands. You take the chance and liberate one hand to pat his blonde hair.

-You’re adorable, you reply with a giggle.

…Sanji haven’t recovered yet from this :/

Ace

It turns into a competition. Who can make the other one the most flustered. He always considered himself pretty flirty and confident in his skills, but when he met you, he met his rival. It just get shameless at some point and the others have to sometimes tell y’all to take it to close door…

After a long day on a mission, the crew had decided to throw a little party on the boat to cheer everyone up. Games were being played and you obviously decided to take part of it. It was going well until someone dared you to kiss Ace on his cheek. The freckled man slightly blushed and took a sip of his sake while shrugging his shoulders when you asked if he was fine with it.

-Anyway I will make it quick and sweet, or maybe I can go slow if that’s what you’re into?

You sheepishly say as you get close to him to complete your dare under the eyes of your curious crewmates.

-We’re still talking about a cheek-kiss here ?

He smirks while raising one of his eyebrow. You bow down a little to his level and placed your lips in front his ear, slightly brushing it.

-Well, maybe not.

-If you wanna fuck, you can just say that.

He just blurs out making everyone gasp. You grin and give him your most innocent facial expression before quickly pecking his cheeks.

- Come on, I’m not that easy.

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flwrshee · 9 months

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✉️ WHEN THEY'RE DRUNK

duo ﹒ hyung line x fmr genre fluff word count 07k warnings getting drunk , kissing , nicknames note 💬 everyone thank cael for helping me

LEE HEESEUNG

he is probably a heavy drinker

so maybe after three bottles he gets drunk

spits nonsense and secrets when he isn’t sober

definitely the type to get flirty when he’s drunk

would start calling you ‘pretty girl’

he’d ask you if you have a boyfriend or not

and he’d say that he has a girlfriend, would talk about you for hours

you would try hit on him but he would say that his girlfriend wouldn't like that

can i get your number? sorry, my girlfriend wouldn't like that. what's your girlfriend's name? lee yn, we’re about to get married.

he has the widest grin on his face when he says that

he starts asking you were his girlfriend is

and then this man starts crying all of a sudden

he's sobbing because he misses his girlfriend

which results in you calling a taxi and getting him back home

at home he starts rambling about you

he's literally so in love with you and he doesn't realise it

next morning he has the worst hangover

heeseung can't remember a single thing that happened the previous night

when you tell him about it he just denies it

he face says otherwise because it is the brightest shade of red ever

PARK JONGSEONG

softest boy when he’s drunk

lowkey turns into a lover boy

type to get clingy when he has had too much to drink

asking for a kiss every two minutes

physically cannot let go off you

his hands are around your waist and his face is nuzzled in your neck

hugs you with the widest smile ever

hey, can i have your number? excuse me miss, i have a girlfriend. really, huh? yea, she’s better than you.

then he turns cold because he doesn’t recognise you as his girlfriend

he thinks you’re the girl that asked him for his number

when you tell him who you are he says your lying

you try convincing him but it doesn’t work

when you hug him he tells you to back off

tells you about how his girlfriend is the best

probably says the truth when he’s drunk

but i can't emphasise enough how he becomes so soft

he craves physical touch when he is drunk

after being cold to you for a while he will eventually start missing you

he'd call your name and run up to you just to hug you

SIM JAEYUN

jake is a moderate drinker

he doesn't drink much but still ends up getting drunk

i feel like he likes the feeling of being drunk

he gets giddy and excited over every little thing

starts referring to as 'the pretty girl'

he cannot remember you at all

his eyes are somewhere else, probably day dreaming about you

this man will cry, he will full on sob

jake, why are you crying? i miss my girlfriend. i am your girlfriend, i'm right here *hugs* i love you ☹️☹️☹️

he will not stop crying though

because he starts thinking about sad stuff even though you are with him

maybe an excuse so you can hug him more, but who knows?

he ends up under the table with his hands around his knees

he is still sobbing, don't ask me why he just is

after his crying session he gets all cute and pouty

his lips are in a pout asking for your kisses

he gets sad and cranky when you say no to them

but you kiss him anyway because his lips are just too cute

jake is a very happy boy now

PARK SUNGHOON

he gets cocky and confident when he's drunk

usually he is a shy boy who can't even ask for a hug w/o blushing but now he is flirting with you

boy is rizzing you up but he can't even stand up straight

he would try hit on you but you would end up laughing at him

this is probably his only chance to things like this without getting embarrassed

you would definitely film this and save it for later

he wouldn't recognise you as your girlfriend so he would compliment you

hi there pretty girl i have a boyfriend, back off your boyfriend doesn't need to know 😏 *laughing in shock*

everything he does is funny to you

he would become the loudest introvert you know

singing, he would randomly sing

like one of those 80s korean band songs, yea he'd sing them to you

trying to impress you as much as he can so you fall for him

when he is sobering up he keeps saying he recognises you some where

he calls you his girlfriend number two because you look exactly like his one

the way he compares you to yourself made you laugh

and then he just laughs with you

but he doesn't get what's so funny

although when he isn't drunk and you tell him all about the day before he starts blushing so much

poor boy can't believe he did all of that

but you just find him really cute

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aclowntiny · 1 year

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How Seventeen Confess to You (Gender Neutral Reader)

The other 'how they act around their crush' continuation as requested by @art-herog. Hope you enjoy seeing how the boys end up confessing they like you 😄😉

S.Coups

♡ It all starts with a completely innocuous group dinner and walk back from said meal.

♡ It’s nighttime, city lights and moonshine are illuminating your stroll, and a breeze is blowing. A shiver runs down your spine, and Seokmin, who’s walking behind you, notices, peeling off his jacket. “Here, (y/n). Don’t freeze!” You start to take it when you notice Seungcheol pressing a little closer toward you.

♡ “Take mine,” he says, stripping off his coat, “it’s warmer.” Uh, ok? Head tilting in confusion, you take his, too, walking a few more paces with a jacket in one hand, a coat in the other, before handing Seokmin’s back. You were glad to see he looked as lost as you felt.

♡ “Here,” Seungcheol says, voice just above a whisper and a bit deeper than usual, “allow me.” He takes his garment back just long enough to help you into the sleeves, smiling proudly. “Oh, thank you,” you can’t help but flush a bit, “um, was there something wrong with Seokmin’s? Was this almost a prank?”

♡ Seungcheol looks…guilty? For a moment. “No, I just didn’t want to see you in his jacket, I wanted to see you in mine. I like you, (y/n). A lot. So I’m sorry I made things awkward, I shouldn’t have.” “Yes, you should have,” you tell him, reaching for his hand, “because your coat is the one I wanted to wear. Er, in a manner of speaking.” Seungcheol gives a low chuckle, squeezing your hand. “Good. I want people to look at us like a couple.” “Maybe we should get matching coats then!” You burst out, eyes lighting up. Another squeeze, another little laugh. “That sounds adorable.”

Jeonghan

♡ Oopsie doopsie he sort of hears that you like him before he really has a confession plan??? Like sure he was thinking about it, but natural hangups and all. But hearing you get teased about it brings a proud smile to his face and some new thoughts to his mind.

♡ Just once first, he decides to test the waters, doing something friendly but a little flirty with you. When you’re playing a game, he slings an arm around your shoulders and leans in just a little extra close to ask “Wanna be on my team?” The way your gaze shyly averts confirms it…and makes you look so cute, he has to stop himself from pinching your cheek!

♡ Now that he has his answer, Jeonghan has full confidence he won’t scare you away, which was the main worry he had. Making you uncomfortable would have broken his heart, but if you were open to things, well, great!

♡ “Wow,” you gasp, “this garden is really pretty!” “Isn’t it? I drove by it a few weeks ago and knew I had to take you.” You cock your head. “Me? Why me?” “Because it’s the perfect place to ask you out,” he says with that fond smile/smirk combo only Yoon Jeonghan could pull off. And you love it.

♡ “You know what else it’s perfect for?” You ask him. “What?” His brows furrow a bit; he isn’t worried, you look amused enough, but are you planning what he thinks you’re- “This.” And before he can respond, your arms are thrown over his shoulders as you press your lips to his.

Joshua

♡ So the type to woo you. He’ll confess with a gift that he hopes shows his heart, almost like an offering to accompany his question.

♡ He works all evening one day until it’s complete: a set of bracelets kind of like the ones he made for the members, except he wants yours to be even nicer. He uses your favorite colors alternating on one, a little charm of a character you like in that scheme to match, while another is a circle of your favorite flower with your first initial as a bead in the center. Finally, with a smile, he makes a third one, one with a J��just in case.

♡ He’s so bright but gentle the next time you see him, smiling softly as he tells you “(y/n), I have a gift for you.” “A gift? Why?” “Because I wanted to make them for you.” “You made it? Wha-” He just giggles at your cute reaction.

♡ “I remembered you said you like these, right?” You lit up, the sight of it warming Joshua’s cheeks. “Those are my favorite flowers!” “Well, now you have some that’ll never die.” You hold out your hand and he slips the bracelet on your wrist; this time, it’s your turn for a blush. “You’re too sweet, Joshua. These are beautiful.”

♡ “Well, I made them to match you.” “You think I’m beautiful?” “Inside and out,” he replies with a smile, “I was actually wondering if you’d like to go out with me? Couldn’t ask something like that without a gift.” Needless to say, you happily wear the J one from that day on too :)

Jun

♡ The boys had you over quite often, some even joking you were the fourteenth member. A lot of the guys were like brothers to you, especially Mingyu and Dino, who teased you relentlessly.

♡ Jun loved the way you were comfortable with everyone, not being afraid to put them in their place or sass them, but also how well you knew everybody. You knew exactly when to hold everyone back from walking to let Minghao take a photo, you knew who liked what on their pizza, you remembered Vernon’s peanut allergy when you baked for them.

♡ You had become home to Jun and so many of the people he loved most. He could be himself around you.

♡ Being himself including but not limited to the way he now chased you around the dorm, trying to get a doll he was gifted back from you. You held it gently even as you ran, cutting corners but never tightening your grip. Finally, you flopped onto the couch, giving the plushie a loose hug to your chest. Jun jumped on the couch, too, trying to wrest his plushie from you, but we all know how that goes. He’s hovering over you, you’re looking less and less at the plushie or your struggle and more and more into each other’s eyes…and suddenly he’s leaning down, giving your lips a quick, but somehow still deeply affectionate, peck. The plushie dropped from your loosening hand.

♡ He turns red when he realizes what he did, because oh my gosh this is one of our best friends and that could have just made things so weird and… “I’m sorry, I don’t know what happened, I just got caught up in everything I guess. I really like you, but I should have just told you,” he apologizes. You, for your part, just laugh, collecting Jun’s doll off the floor and handing it to him with a kiss to his cheek. “You just did. Don’t worry, it’s mutual.” “Then next time you come over, it’ll have to be for our first date, right?” “You know it.” “Then you can keep the doll until then. He’ll switch off after each date,” Jun tells you, booping your nose.

Hoshi

♡ Definitely one of the members who reaches this moment faster, like having feelings feels great, so why not say something right away? Soonyoung feels big emotions, after all. Does he think about confessing to you or becoming more than friends? All the time. Does he plan a confession? Nope.

♡ This man operates on vibes alone, and man is he feeling the vibes one day when he’s teaching you some dance moves. You got tired, so the pair of you elected to slow it down and do something a little more low-effort.

♡ Once upon a time, you’d been taught the waltz, so you suggest that if Soonyoung wants to keep dancing, and that’s how you end up with his hand at your waist, wrapping one of your own over his shoulder. You guys make a few elegant ‘boxes’ as they call the waltz steps, Soonyoung’s eyes never leaving yours. You’re smiling, have been the whole time, and it’s his favorite sight.

♡ Vibes achieved. Target locked. Soonyoung leans down and kisses you, smiling into it when you kiss back. Your waltz stops, his hand reaching to the small of your back to pull you closer. When you part for air, he looks positively giddy, and you’re sure you look the same. “I’ve been wanting to do that for a while.” “Well, I’ve been wanting you to do that for just as long.” “How about asking you out? Have you wanted me to do that too?”

♡ “Maaaaybe,” you drawl teasingly, the hand that was on his shoulder sliding down to his chest, “how would you do it?” “Well,” Soonyoung pretends to think, “I would probably sweep you off your feet first!” With that, he shifts his grip on you, plunging you into a dip, your faces inches apart once more. “And then,” his eyelashes flutter, “I would ask if I could take you out.” Wow. “Well, in that case,” you reply, “I definitely wouldn’t say no to that.”

Wonwoo

♡ He didn’t think he’d get this far, but here he is. You’ve stood out to him from the beginning and he knew he was at least kind of interested, but it’s grown more than that. The peace and joy he feels around you isn’t just a passing crush.

♡ Now there’s just the matter of acting on that. Step one: no big fuss. You guys aren’t in high school anymore. Step two: absolutely no way in the world are the guys going to be anywhere close to you and Wonwoo when this happens.

♡ Wonwoo’s good at directing your conversations despite his quite nature. Ever since he met you, he enjoyed having one-on-one time with you, so he does just that and cuts through the guys’ chaos to find you two a more private corner.

♡ You two are just seated cross-legged and chatting when you bring up a class you saw flyers for. “It’s a stained-glass workshop, one for beginners, and I just thought it seemed really neat, like I never really thought about making stained glass before but now it’s been on my mind,” you pose. “Well, let’s go, then,” Wonwoo replies simply.

♡ “Let’s…?” You trail off, pausing for a moment as your frown softens into a small smile. “You want the two of us to go?” Wonwoo nods. “I think it sounds like a great first date, what about you?” “Me, too. That’ll be perfect.”

Woozi

♡ It takes a while for him. He wants to be sure he doesn't just have a crush on you, he really truly has feelings for you. Is it fair to you with the way he lives to be in a relationship? Is there any chance at all you'd even feel the same?

♡ But then one day you make a suggestion for one of his songs, seemingly just a simple offhand thing in your mind, but it cements something, whether it's that you two make a good team or simply the way his heart can't help but react to you.

♡ It feels less genuine to set up some dramatic moment, though, so Jihoon’s goal is for the conversation to flow that way naturally, segueing into an honest discussion.

♡ Thus, he thanks you for your suggestion, saying it was perfect and in return, he owes you a coffee. You insist it was just an offhand idea, but he insists back and after some back-and-forth that has you giggling over your phones, you meet. “I guess we make a pretty good team,” you comment as you discuss the change. “Yes,” he smiles, “we do. And about that, well, I’ve been thinking. I understand if you don’t feel the same, but, well, I just wanted to tell you that you have an amazing mind. The way you look at the world is new, refreshing, inspiring. Having you around has felt like I’ve been given new eyes. I…I really like you, (y/n).”

♡ “I like you, too, Jihoon!” You exclaim. “So I guess we really are a team now?” He flushes, but nods, a blissful look on his face. “I guess so.” Wow, he thinks, that wasn’t so bad after all! All that’s left to do now is think about the perfect date for you.

♡ Honestly, he is totally the type to swallow his shyness when he wants to, so he goes for a direct but really cute plan. Like, even if it’s scary he will always Do It For The Bit™, y’all.

♡ The problem is it involves a very specific situation so some setup is required, as well as cooperation on your part that you aren’t aware you need to take part in. So he starts by putting his prop out and not-too-obviously trying to direct you to it.

♡ You notice the puzzle on the table, but it doesn’t immediately pull you in because there’s thirteen guys and like five hilarious conversations going on in the room too.

♡ Eventually, though, Seokmin convinces you to do it with him, not that it takes much because it’s so cute how eager he is to put together a random puzzle with you??? As you’re almost done, he puts in another piece, then looks up at you and says, “You know, this puzzle reminds me of you.” “A…locomotive train?” You reply, glancing down at the picture you guys are forming. “No,” he shakes his head with a grin before continuing in a cute voice, “you’re the missing piece!”

♡ You can’t help but smile and giggle at that. “Does that mean…” “That I like you? It sure does.” “Well that’s good, because I like you too.” His hand falls over yours, resting it gently on the table. “Can I take you on a date, then?”

Mingyu

♡ Definitely one of the most straightforward conversations right here. Like, in his mind that’s how it works??? He wants to date you, so he asks you out?????

♡ But he still wants to do it semi-privately or at least have it be sort of a moment, so he asks you to grab lunch with him. That way he gets you one-on-one, no pressure, just a genuine answer.

♡ He isn’t even nervous, just giddy, and that’s what you notice when you arrive- just how extra happy to see you he seems. He’s extra complimentary, too, telling you how nice you look.

♡ TBH you’re getting vibes already, so you just sort of ask Mingyu what’s going on. “Was there something you wanted to talk about?”

♡ “Yes, as a matter of fact, I wanted to officially ask you on a date.” “Isn’t this one?” You ask with a laugh. He just smiles. Guess you really are interested. “Sure, but you deserve a real one. I’ll take you somewhere really nice.” “I’d love that.” That puppylike smile you loved returns. “Really? Then how about tomorrow night?”

The8

♡ Minghao really got hit with the thought of confessing on the day you watched him paint. The painting was of a couple with a beautiful waterfall backdrop.

♡ It was actually inspired by his parents, but you looked at it with awestruck eyes, telling him it was gorgeous…and also commenting that you’d like to be like that some day, half a couple as lovely and joyous.

♡ From that day on, Minghao can’t stop thinking of the silhouetted couple as you two. He can’t help but feel a wild, almost dangerously ecstatic beat in his chest when he sees you, your form pulling his in like a magnet that’s only getting stronger.

♡ So he invites you on a hike. Nothing strenuous, but a nature walk into the hills on a sunny day, which sounds like an amazing little healing trip to you. Minghao’s joy when you tell him you’d love to is worth even a steep hike.

♡ When you reach the top, you gasp at the sight of a small waterfall. “So the one in the painting isn’t this one, but I couldn’t fly you to China, so this will have to do.” You smile widely at his sentiment. “This is perfect, Minghao.” “You said you wanted the happiness I was trying to capture. Do you think you could find that with me?” It’s sweet, it’s hopeful, it’s everything your heart could have wanted. Pulling Minghao into a hug, you nod. “Of course.”

Seungkwan

♡ Ok, he can’t take it anymore, you’re so amazing and he physically has to tell you. But also that’s, like, the scariest thing ever.

♡ Solution? Seungkwan sits down to record all his feelings in ink, thinning of every detail of you as he writes until the letter is finished.

♡ He puts it somewhere he knows you’ll find it and feels satisfied, because he got it all out, he told you all the things you deserve to hear every day, but if you don’t reciprocate you can pretend like you never got it. No face-to-face pressure on either of you, no actions to regret or bad memories of you rejecting him to his face.

♡ You find an envelope with your name on it, curiosity overwhelming you as you pop the seal, pulling out a single sheet of paper covered in… compliments to you? It’s the sweetest thing you’ve ever read, even doting on things you hated about yourself, making you feel like a star fallen to earth. Wow. Seungkwan really liked you that much? Where was that man? You needed to see him…like, now.

♡ You find him. He turns around with a shy smile, expression widening as you throw your arms around him in a hug. “Well, hello to you too.” “I got your letter,” you tell him, “that was the sweetest thing I’ve ever read.” His eyes widen. “So, you liked it th-” His voice is cut off by your lips on his, trailing into a hum and then a smile that moves with yours.

Vernon

♡ When he realizes how much he likes you, it’s like there’s two separate halves of his brain going off. One’s like oh heck yeah, this is awesome and the other half is like oh shit oh shit.

♡ That’s because there’s one half of him that’s like it’s just liking someone, nothing to stress about, and the other is the deeper, more intuitive and cinematic side of his inner workings that thinks wouldn’t it be neat to have that moment you see on screen?

♡ For a while, he even thinks about giving up because he knows he’s overthinking it, and yet the perfect idea seems to be floating just beyond the reach of his mind.

♡ The chance comes on a day when you’re feeling down. He gives you his hand, pulls you up from where you were seated, face in between your crossed arms. The sight of it breaks his heart, and all Vernon wants is to see you smile again. “Come with me,” he tells you, “it’s no good to think of everything that’s stressful right now.” With that, off you go. You aren’t even sure where you’re going until Vernon leads you into a cat café.

♡ Your troubles do, in fact, melt away as you play with all the cute cats and sip your tea. A smile is playing on Vernon’s face, so you ask him what, and that’s when he says he likes seeing you smile. “I like being the one to cause it, too. Would you let me?” “Are you-” “Asking you out? M-hm. You’re the coolest person I know, and it really hurt my heart to see you sad. I already wanted to confess, but-” “Yes.” His eyes widen in disbelief. “Hm?” “Yes, I would really love to go out with you. You’re the coolest person I know! And the fact that you did all this for me? Well, I think that’s about max boyfriend material, don’t you, Kermit?” You hold up the chubby tuxedo cat on your lap, looking into his eyes and nodding. “Yep, Kermit says you’re a keeper.” Vernon pumps his fist. “Yes!” Both of you devolve into giggles, returning to playing with your cats with the occasional break to gaze into each other’s eyes with a new joy.

Dino

♡ Chan’s confession is going to be AWESOME. It is going to be THE MOMENT. At least, that’s what he tells himself to hype himself up.

♡ He rolls through different plans in his head, like should he do a performance for you? Take you somewhere beautiful and plant one on you?

♡ His actual confession ends up being unplanned, but perfect in his mind. It started when you and the Seventeen boys got together to watch a movie in the dorms, Chan practically rushing to cut Jun off so he could sit next to you. It was so worth it, because you ended up right by him, your sides occasionally brushing, and toward the end you fell asleep, your head lolling onto his shoulder.

♡ Everyone was leaving, the credits long since rolled, and Chan wasn’t sure at first if he should stay frozen. You had to get home, though, so he gently shook you awake, greeting you with a fond smile as you returned to the waking world. He wouldn’t mind seeing that sight more often, Chan reflected as his heart leapt.

♡ “I’m sorry, Chan, I didn’t know I was going to do that-” “Don’t be,” he tells you, eyes soft, “it was cute.” You look away, flustered, with a shake of your head. “There’s no way I looked cute like that.” “Only to someone who likes you as much as I do,” Chan shoots back. “Is that why I always think you’re cute?” You tease back, and Chan knows he’s done for. “Heh, must be. Guess there’s nothing else to do for it but date, huh?” You lean forward, eyelashes still fluttering a bit of sleep off as you kiss his cheek. “Sounds like a good solution to me.” You start to sit up, but he puts an arm around you, lowering back down. “It’s ok. You can stay if you want.” “Good,” you lay your head against his shoulder again, snuggling in, “you’re comfortable.”

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the-kr8tor · 7 months

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hi, darling! I come to make my contribution for the fluffy fridays, so here's my proposal: Hobie has a crush with a girl who works in a clothing store and even though he is extremely cool, confident and has very good chemistry, he still doesn't know how to ask her out. There is a colleague of Reader who makes Hobie a little jealous when he hears invite her to the movies, however, it is Reader who decides to ask Hobie out at the end of her turn.

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Thank you for requesting! Muah 😘

Pairing: Hobie Brown x fem! Reader/ Spider-Punk x fem! Reader

Tags: No use of Y/N, no specific physical description of the reader, Fluff.

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Hobie slides over to your station, hands casually in his pockets, looking like one of the models on the store's posters, if you didn't know any better, you'd think he crawled out of one of them. You beam up at him, day brightened by his mere presence. The rack full of punk worthy clothes, shakes slightly when Hobie leans over it, draping his arms laying flat over the metal, head resting over the back of his hands.

"Hello there, loyal customer, what can I do for you?" You use your 'retail voice' but your full grin makes your greeting genuine.

You both know he's not just a customer to you, ever since he accompanied a friend of his to look for an article of clothing, he's been coming over almost everyday with a different excuse each time.

"Need to find a gift for a mate of mine" or "lookin' for a specific pair of socks" or even a "just browsin'" and every time he would leave empty handed, well except for information about you. First time you both exchanged names, second it was your interests until you two are having casual banter like you've known each other for years. Your co-workers have pointed it out to you multiple times, telling you the chemistry between you and Hobie was overflowing with romantic tension.

One of these days the dam will break, the question is who will break it first?

"Just lookin'" Hobie smirks, knowing the tension between you is so thick you need a chainsaw to cut it.

"You can come up with something better than that" you mirror his teasing smile, hands absent-mindedly folding t-shirts.

"Right, let me start again" He stands up straight, dramatically clearing his throat. "Just lookin' for you. Better?"

You chuckle, "much" eyes sparkling, Hobie goes back to his previous position over the clothing rack, twin smiles over your lips, he watches you fold shirts like it's the most interesting thing in the world.

A co-worker and friend of yours has had enough of your longing stares and flirty comments. He takes matters into his own hands with the intention to finally get you two together, or at least get one of you to ask the other out on a date.

He saunters over, a blue eyed blondie with curls worthy of a modeling contract. He's handsome enough to make anyone jealous.

"Hi Jason, you need something?"

Hobie's eyes never leave your form, Jason puts on his best charm for his plan to work.

"Yeah, you" He gives you his best smile that could rival any magazine model out there. Hobie only spares him a glance.

You raise an eyebrow at him, "Manager need me?"

"Nope, I was gonna ask if you're free on Saturday. So are you free?" Your eyes widen, especially your relationship with him is completely platonic, not to mention he's in a serious relationship with his long time boyfriend. You have no idea what's gotten to him.

Hobie sucks in a breath, tucking his hands inside his pockets, "have to go, love." You move your neck lighting quick. "See you" He walks away, giving you a small smile on his way out.

"Hobie–" trying to reach him but it's too late, he's already outside of the store. You look at your friend questionably, pinching his arm. "What the hell was that?" You whisper yell.

"What?" Jason shrugs innocently, "you needed a push"

"Now he thinks I'm into you! I don't even know if he feels the same way"

"Babes, trust me he fancies you. Maybe he also needs the push" he points at the door using his chin. "Go get your man, I'll cover you"

"I hate you so much right now, I had a plan!" You're already speed walking towards the exit.

"No you don't! And you owe me big time!"

The bell rings as you leave the store, eyes adjusting to the light, you squint around, looking for his familiar form. You finally spot him on the other side of the street, but the pedestrian stop light has turned red, cars whizz past as Hobie walks further away.

"Fuck!" You bounce on the balls of your feet, the seconds tick past but not fast enough. You can barely see Hobie from where you're standing, biting your lip, you spot an opening.

You run as fast as you can, feet landing on the other side of the sidewalk, a car almost clipping you. Ignoring their angry honking, you continue to go after Hobie.

Exhaling, you finally reach him, skidding to a stop, almost bumping into him. Hobie turns around at the sudden presence. Blinking in surprise.

"Hobie! I almost died!"

"You alright?" Hobie takes you by the shoulders, his hold tender and caring. You beam up at him through the fog of adrenaline.

"Better than alright" you say breathlessly, fingers twitching to hold him too.

"What are you doin' here?" He peeks behind you, anticipating for your co-worker to come running after you. Hobie finds no one, more questions appear in his mind.

"Looking for you" grinning, you pull him towards you by his belt loop. He smiles at your bluntness. "Go out with me?" You blink in a sudden rush of shyness. "Only if you want to"

"Will blondie be there?" He doesn't miss the opportunity to tease you.

"Do you want him to come with?" You quip back with a laugh. Hobie snorts at your joke.

"He doesn't have to, bet he'll feel like a third wheel." He slides his hand up, cupping the back of your neck softly.

"You're right about that. Offer still stands for you though"

"As long as it's far from the shop."

"I've already got a place in mind" you smile wider.

"You beat me to it, y'know I was 'bout to ask you first" his thumb draws circles over your skin that feels like hearts to you.

"Yes or no, Hobie" you feign annoyance.

He rolls his eyes, grinning through it all. "Yes"

You kiss his cheek, nose bumping on his jaw. "Can't wait"

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glenechoslasher · 2 months

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Could I have a John x fem reader where the reader reacts to John winning (but still beat tf up) in a bar fight?

Thanks bestie <3

Eyyy of COURSE you can bestie?! I have been practicing writing John, and I may not be the best, but I think I'm confident in my abilities. I think. But here, have a fun, flirty little brawl with your man~

"Trouble" ||

John Marston x f!Reader

Length: 2.1k

Rating: Mature: Mentions of blood, fighting, language

How John ended up in this situation was honestly beyond him, it was just an innocent outing with you and him running some errands for the ranch, and yet he was getting fist after fist pounded into his face.

After a long day of working, you could tell he was going stir-crazy. His old life was all about freedom and running around, doing things to bring in money or just getting to do as he pleased, but now? He was on a ranch, pretending to be someone he wasn’t to get by, and his trigger finger was beginning to itch. But to make you happy, to keep your heads low, and to survive, John had to behave and live as his persona for the time being.

“So, Jim,” you said with a smirk, “maybe we should stop at a saloon since it’s getting dark, we could eat a decent meal, maybe stay in a hotel for the night. I’m tired,” you sighed and leaned your head against the man’s shoulder.

John matched your sigh and flicked the reigns on the horses as he pulled them to the right, heading into Valentine's territory, which he hadn’t expected to be back here so soon. “I mean, it is a long way back, we could use the rest. And I am starvin’, could use something that isn’t a stew for once.”

You both pulled the wagon off and made sure the horses were comfortable, hitched to a nearby post, and then John helped you down to the ground and smiled wide with his arm wrapped around your waist. “Well, let’s get inside, maybe we can get a bath before bed, too,” he said softly with a smirk. He pulled you along and walked beside you, looking around the town that felt so different from when he was last here.

As you both entered the saloon, you definitely could tell that the environment was more lively, but you both tried to keep your wits about you as you ordered some food and sat in the corner, away from the rowdy group of people. The food was delicious and the conversation you shared was pleasant, as usual, but John couldn't shake the feeling that eyes kept falling on you both. He'd look away from you as he stopped mid-sentence to see one of the men staring at the both of you, but he tried to pay no mind, you were taking his attention.

The food was finished and you both were feeling content, the party of people in the saloon only grew larger in number and louder in volume, so you both figured it was time to head out to the hotel for the evening. John allowed you to walk out first so he could follow behind you, but you had barely gotten several steps toward the door when one of the men stepped in front of your path, blocking you from the exit.

“Hey there now, y'all ain't plannin’ on comin’ over to celebrate with us?”

“Sorry, friend, but we have other plans to attend to,” John answered firmly.

The man just scoffed, the reek of booze was strong on his breath, it was a wonder he was still standing. “Aww c'mon, my friend over there is gettin’ married, you could have one drink to congratulate him!”

“Sorry sir, but we don't even know you,” you said sharply, stepping back from him, and bumping into John. You felt a bit more at ease since he was here.

“And? You ain't heard of makin’ friends?” The man chuckled and grabbed your arm, pulling you along toward the table. He then decided to yank your arm and attempt to pull you over toward the table, but John stepped up and grabbed his wrist hard.

“We ain't interested, sir. My woman and I are heading out for the evenin’, so maybe next time you should use your brain and not touch a lady when she says no.”

John pushed the man away so you both had room to leave, but some of the drunk’s friends decided to get involved.

John stepped up protectively, his spine stiffened as his hand hovered over the knife that was holstered, hidden beneath his jacket. “Sir, you got till the count of three to back off and leave us alone,” he warned.

There had been a taller man who stood up from the table and interjected, pushing his friend gently off to the side. “Are you threatenin’ us?” He snapped.

“I ‘spose I am,” John retorted, holding his ground as he pushed you further behind him to shield you.

Another of the man's friends stepped up and tried to land a surprise swing on John, but he pushed you out of the way and took the hook to his shoulder. After that, John was brawling with several of the men who ganged up on you both. The one in the red shirt had tried to grab John to put him in a headlock so his friends could take their turns wailing on him, but your John was fast. He elbowed Red and kicked his leg in, causing the man to fall flat on his face.

That was one down—three more to go.

“I ain’t been in a bar fight in a long time,” John commented as he had both arms up, ready to block any attacks if needed, “but I’d rather continue my night with my lady if you gentlemen don’t mind.”

The three other men all ignored him and each one tried to punch him at different intervals to throw him off, but somehow, John managed to throw one man into the other and watched as the two tumbled straight into a table. The others who occupied the saloon were standing back and vacating the building. The bartender just sighed and walked off, not wanting to be part of yet another brawl. That left you, standing on the stairs away from the tussle.

The gunslinger looked back and you, making sure you were out of harm's way, then he got back to it. The two men who collided with the table were too drunk to stand, and all they did was stumble over one another. There was one left standing, and he was a little larger than the others.

“Look, I can just leave, no reason you gotta get involved,” John said nonchalantly, his stance easing up a little.

The man just glared down at him and he scoffed at the offer. “You ruined my engagement celebration, mister, I don’t take so kind to that.”

John just sighed and lifted his hands again, balling them into fists. “Alright then, have it your way,” he replied.

The man took a fast step forward and swung his fist straight at John’s jaw, and if it weren’t for the speed, maybe John would have dodged it, instead, he got nicked against his chin, which still caught him enough to cause some pain. That was all the distraction the man needed to step in and lunge at John, his larger body barreled into him and tackled him to the floor.

You let out a yelp, terrified that the man was going to have a one-up on John, and all you could do was watch in fear as your hands gripped the railing in fear.

The gunslinger was pinned onto the floor as the man above him threw punch after punch, landing a blow on his cheek, and almost breaking his nose at one point. John held up his arms to block and tried his best to use the strength from his legs to somehow get him to slip off, and he managed to throw the man off of him for a split second. He scrambled to find some balance, then rolled off to the side as the man recovered.

“Give up yet?” John asked with a smirk on his face as he licked the blood from his split lip, the bruises on his face forming fast.

The man just yelled out in frustration and then John had him in a blind frenzy, which made any man messy in a fight. John ducked from the swing and swung his right arm quickly, the blow landed in the side of the man’s temple, stunning him momentarily. Then it was over, John was finally standing over him and landing punch after punch in the man’s face until he fell unconscious. The gunslinger released the man’s collar, allowing his body to fall slack onto the wooden floor.

He looked up at you, panting to catch his breath as he straightened his posture. The people who occupied the saloon had all either hidden somewhere or run off, and there were just the two of you left with the pile of unconscious men scattered about on the floor. You waited a moment before hesitantly walking down the stairs to run into his arms, thankful he was alright despite being a little black and blue.

“As always you’re my hero,” you chuckled and reached up to touch his face, wiping away a smear of blood from his lip.

“And as always, we’re both gettin’ into trouble,” he replied gruffly.

You just scoffed. “We?”

“Well yeah, you’re my accomplice, partner in crime, ain’t you?” He asked as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. “Plus you’re the one always gettin’ the attention,” John teased as he slipped his arm through yours. He pulled you along and threw a couple of bills onto the countertop, then escorted you outside and across the muddly way, leading you straight to the hotel.

You both walked inside, the environment a complete flip from the saloon, and you were more at ease now, and even more thankful when you saw the list of services. The gentleman behind the counter stopped sweeping the floor and greeted you both with a kind smile.

“Howdy, how can I help y’all this evenin’?” He looked between the both of you with concern but didn’t voice them.

Your eyes looked over at John with a smile and then back at the desk man. “One bath and one room, please.”

The man smiled and got everything situated for you both, you thanked him and paid, then pulled John up the stairs to the bath. He followed obediently and cracked his neck as he ascended the stairs with you, groaning.

“Sleepin’ is gonna be a bitch, I just know it,” he complained.

“Well if you behaved for five minutes you wouldn’t have to worry about it, would you?” You scolded playfully as you looked over your shoulder at him. “He got some good hits in, but not gonna lie, Mister Marston, you looked really good kickin’ his ass.” You flashed him a cheeky smile and continued to lead him to the bath. “You go get cleaned up, I’ll get the room ready.”

You almost walked away, leaving him in front of the bath door, but his hand grabbed your wrist, and then he pulled you back toward him, falling into him as his arms wrapped around you. “Yeah? You think I looked good, huh?” He asked flirtatiously, pulling you close so his face was mere inches from yours. “Then why do you think you can just leave me here alone?” “John Marston, are you implyin’ I’m gonna join you in your bath?” You gasped, faux shock crossed your features.

All he could do was smile, the raised edges of the scars across his face made his face look extra handsome, and the dim lighting in the hall only made you admire his face even more. “Nah, I’m declarin’ that you are, unless you don’t wanna?” His hands cupped your cheeks, pulling you into the most tender kiss he could manage.

When he pulled away, your eyes fluttered open and you just stared up at him with a lovestruck smile. “Well, when you put it that way…”

That was all the confirmation he needed, so he opened the door to the readied hot bath, pulling you in after him, and you couldn’t help but giggle as he closed the door behind you both. You sighed as he leaned your hands against his chest, just smiling up at him with that look.

“I know that look, what is it?”

“Nothin’, you’re just trouble, John Marston,” you said softly, your hand cupped his cheek again, mindful of how gentle you had to be. “But I wouldn’t change it for the world, you know that, right?”

The man looked down at you and pulled you into another kiss, pulling away a moment later with that charming smile you were unable to resist, his hand reached up to brush your hair away from your face so he could see the light in those pretty eyes of yours. Just a minor setback to your shared evening, but John always had ways to make it up to you.

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minteyeddevil · 1 year

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Drunk Flirting Headcanons!

(Mention of alcohol, of course! Maybe a bit OOC? I just wanted to write a little something about how they are since I haven’t written about them in a while, lol.)

Lucifer:

Clearly enjoys a good cup of drink, though it has to be in the privacy of his own room or in his study; alone with you!

You can never really tell how much it’s effecting him, since he so good at hiding it; but that little flush that starts to take over his cheeks? Priceless.

He starts getting closer to you, handsier with you

Will tease you with his touch and have you sit on his lap; gets so bold with you, and only you

Will sound so possessive and flirty and just want to kiss all over you, saving your lips for last because he knows you are going to be his by the end of it all

My own personal thought, he gets so romantically wordy and if you were to ask, might even recite poetry or something for you. Call it a pipe dream but I would love for him to be like that...

Mammon:

Absolutely the biggest flirt that you have ever met, and his confidence just jumps tenfold with you

Might have a tendency to drink a bit too much around you because he does want that confidence boost lol

Gets so touchy and grabby with you as well once fully under the influence

So open and honest with his feelings too, it gets really sweet and romantic

Wants to nuzzle and squeeze you close and kiss your cheeks over and over

Of course, if you ask for space, he will give it to you; but definitely expect him to give you a smolder and stare at you the rest of the night

Might try to sneak kisses on your shoulder whenever he walks by you lol

Leviathan:

I honestly don’t see him as much of a drinker; but he tends to over do it if he is trying to match your pace and wants to be part of the group!

(Give this demon some reassurance that he doesn’t have to do this okay, just saying!)

But, he does tend to become bolder with his words and touches and wants so badly to talk as much as he can with you

Wants to cuddle into your side and get kisses from you and please just give him a forehead kiss maybe? He will beg if you want him to

Oh, offer to play games with him and he is over the moon for you!

Has you in his lap as you play together and he sneaks kisses and smothers you in his love

Might try to drink with you again cause it felt so nice having his inhibitions stunted and be able to be so open with you

Satan:

Doesn’t drink too often, though when he does, you can’t really tell how well it’s hitting him; until you start holding his hand or getting close to him

He will pull you close and nuzzle into your neck and kiss and nibble and oh; he has you melting against him so badly

Will pull you into his lap in front of his brothers and just smirk openly at them that he has your full attention now, lol

Tease you for his own amusement and just drown in the little noises he can make you make

Also, a random addition, would totally read romance novels to you and emphasize on the sex scenes just to get you riled up and chuckle at you reactions

Asmodeus:

You think his flirting with you would just double in effect and make him more handsy and wanting of you, right?

Nope. He gets genuinely serious with you about how he feels towards you; showing you his love in gentle touches and soft kisses to your cheek

He openly talks with you about how much you mean to him and how you are so important to him and he wants you to love him as much as he loves you

Will show you the fashion and make up he is working on and desperately wants you to be proud of how well he is doing; hell, give him a pat on the head and kiss to the forehead and he is putty in your hands!

Will want to take pictures with you too to make sure he remembers the night because of how much it means to him that he openly shared so much with you

Beelzebub:

A precious bean and becomes so red in the face when he drinks too much

Wants to cuddle you and hold you against him and just kiss on your head over and over until he has you giggling from how much it tickles

Nuzzles into your hair and just wants to be washed in your scent

Desires your affections so badly and is so open and honest about what he wants and desire to share with you

Will follow you around as well if you walk around the House of Lamentation and just want to be near you and hold your hand

You are the perfect candidate to get and give affection to so expect him to cuddle you in bed later and fall asleep just completely wrapped around you

Belphegor:

The obvious idea is he would get sleepier and just want to wrap around you and nap on you the entire night while holding you close

Nope, I feel that he becomes serious when drunk and wants to have deep conversations with you about what you mean to him and how much he loves you

Of course, his head will be in your lap and want your fingers in his hair while he holds your other hand and kisses your knuckles over and over

But he is so open and honest and doesn’t come off with those childish antics that it makes you genuinely want to love on him

Does mention wanting to hold you while he naps, cause it’s inevitable, but truly loves you and wants to do nothing but be by your side

Diavolo:

Convincing him to drink doesn’t take much if he has the free time to be with you; but remember, he is a busy demon!

(He will always make the time for you though, fight me)

He enjoys more seeing you lose your inhibition than losing his own, so he watches you closely with a smirk on his face

Pulls you close as you giggle, chuckles himself as you just mold right into his side so perfectly

Kisses your temple and holds your hand in his as his thumb brushes your knuckles and he just oozes confidence as he compliments you and praises how well you are doing for him

Demon has a way with words, let me tell you; you are simply going to melt just by how much he word plays with you

All his kisses are just an added bonus

Barbatos:

He really isn’t one to take to drink, per se; but if he is alone with you and you wish for him to relax and enjoy himself, he will~

It really is hard to tell if the drink is getting to him because he will simply have a soft smile on his face as he watches you closely

But, if you watch him just as closely, you can see his pupils dilate and his breathing changes ever so slightly

He reaches out to touch you more, scoots ever so closely, wanting to be right next to you to feel your warmth and closeness

Gets bold enough to put an arm around you as he fills your glass with more drink, and even leans in to whisper sweetly in your ear to make you shiver

Oh, you are in for quite the fun night when he starts kissing on your neck and right under your ear~

Simeon:

Quite the precious angel if I do say so myself

Doesn’t drink often, but when he does, all bets are off for you

Becomes red faced and cuddly, wanting to be against your side and nuzzle you and hold your hand and everything!

Desires your full attention; will even cup your cheek and have your face turned towards his so he can make sure you are looking at no one else but him

Not the jealous type per se, but truly wants to be the only thought in your head, especially with how deeply he kisses you and wants to smother you in his affection

Definitely need to help him to bed after a while given that he starts drifting off while he snuggled against your side and mumbling about how comfy you are to him

Solomon:

He has a slight intimidating air about him when he is drunk, and his smirk is so deep and dark as he moves close to your side

If he wants something from you, he is going to get it~ (With your consent of course!)

But be prepared for lots of touching and holding and kisses all over your neck and shoulders

Hugging you close constancy and just glares at anyone who tries to take you away from him

Enjoys the little noises and shivers that come from you every time he touches you a certain way

Also has quite the way with words and could have you melting in the palm of his hand in no time at all

You are coming home with tonight and that is final

#obey me shall we date #lucifer #mammon #leviathan #satan #asmodeus #beelzebub #belphegor #headcanons #diavolo #barbatos #simeon #solomon #alcohol mention tw

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sparxaf · 7 months

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The Inscrutability of Alex

So I might be working on an S7 Alex fic. I mean, I'm probably not working that. But I could be. Maybe. Anyway, for mysterious reasons, I decided to replay the current episodes because I found myself confused by a couple things with Alex. And a second playthrough left me even more confused. I sent @mrsbsmooth a nearly three minute, babbling voice note, asking her if I was missing something, because I cannot figure out how to write him.

This character is described by multiple others as having "golden retriever" energy. Something he absolutely does not have. I'd say he's not even that playful. It's just bizarre for anyone to say that. Nothing about him is overly energetic. Both Raf and Bryson are much better described like that. Alex has the most whistle-whilst-mowing-the-lawn-in jorts-dad energy ever. Golden retriever he is not.

So okay, his energy doesn't match the description. That's not a huge issue on its own. But like...who is he? He says he's not cocky, just confident.

Hmmm. Never is a strong word, innit?

Now, a less cynical person might say that Fusebox is just writing a realistic depiction of someone who is unaware of his own cockiness, but since I am a cynical asshole, I'm saying that Fusebox is not in the business of nuance. They make the same amount of money whether they spend the extra energy to give it depth or not. So they're never gonna bother with that. This is just inconsistent writing. Now, we all know that Alex's most overtly acknowledged trait is his desire to "Take things slow." He says he's looking for the one, and he's not gonna rush that. He knows things move fast there, but he still wants to take his time. He didn't kiss Estelle on the first night. He was uncomfortable with Summer being so forward before he knew anything about her. So how does a guy who takes things slow answer a question from a virtual stranger about what he does for a living?

A dirty joke. Yes, very much setting the tone for his lack of cockiness and his desire to take things slow 🙄 Though I do enjoy MC responding with "Very presumptive, but good to know." 😆😆😆 Not to mention, when he finds out you can snog during the icebreaker, he's not like, "Um too soon." Instead his eyes light up like he can't wait. It's so baffling. So let's say maybe he's just a slow mover who is also really flirty by nature. That feels like he's sending mixed signals at best and manipulating you at the worst. Now this one really threw me for a loop. There's a gem scene where you can ask the boys to tell you something cute about themselves. Alex tells a story about having a crush on a gym bunny and how it led him to weightlifting in order to ask her out. But he kept putting it off and by the time he finally got the nerve, she was already dating someone. So he learned not to hesitate. He learned to just go for it.

Um... what? That's a strange perspective to have for someone whose entire ethos is "Take it slow." Now, I'm aware that he is very straight forward with MC about where his head is at, so perhaps he just meant that he doesn't waste time letting someone know he's interested, but he still wants to take the relationship slow? I don't know. Last, but not least, on night one, you couldn't even kiss Alex (unless I'm misremembering). You could only snuggle. But on night two, Alex says he still wants to take it slow, but he wants to a little something. So the game gives us some options. And the first choice was to do bits. Now, this might be my fault, but I assumed that "bits" in this case would be some kissing and making out. Heavy petting. Maybe some under the clothes touching. But, to my utter shock, no it's not just a heavy make out sesh. Nope. He finger blasts you. He straight up bypasses the face lips and tiddies, and goes straight to rubbing the bean and shoving a digit inside of your person. It's an awfully intimate act for someone like him who's only been alone with you three times, and beyond challenge smooches (if you chose to even take those), has still never really made out with, nor kissed you privately. I would like to clarify that I'm not judging how fast or slow anyone goes in their personal lives. But I am I'm judging this character's pace in relation to the things he's been saying about his pace.

I wrote most of this before the last batch of episodes so I'll only lightly touch on the fact that Alex seems nearly ready to ask you to marry him the day after bringing you to the villa. So "taking it slow" really went out the window altogether.

Long story long, there are aspects to Alex I like. I mean, I'm writing him right now (OR AM I?) so it's not all bad. But it's really hard to attempt any canon reinterpretation, when I can't even sort out what canon is.

It just doesn't make sense. Is he cocky or not? Is he a slow mover or does he believe in not wasting time? Is he an inner city gym rat bro, or is he a home-on-the-range papa who wants to build you a cottage, and make babies? Is his whole "slow burn" thing some kind of manipulation to hide that he's a fuckboy (which would be hilarious) or he's just very badly written?

I love a good, lively conversation, so go ahead and let me know your thoughts. But for those who are rather... overly invested in Alex, feel free to yell at me about his perfection and how wrong and dumb I am. I look forward to deleting your vitriol.

#litg fanfic #love island the game #litg s7 #litg stick or twist #litg alex #litg alex makes no sense #does he take it slow or not?#finger-gate

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xinamie · 3 months

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— kung lao thoughts !

just saw someone on another platform say that kung lao is not complex and lemme just. ok hold on. he's more than a cocky, food loving man.

i'm gonna focus on mk1 for now, but hear me outtttt !!! mk1 story spoilers ahead, you've been warned!

kung lao, a humble farmer, who is the descendant of the Great kung lao (lord liu kang's champion in the past iirc and like they were CLOSE bcs remember the scene with the jade statue? anyway off topic).

of course with family honor like that, lao would have this confidence, this arrogance, this ego that everyone groans about. he has this reputation to uphold - this legacy. he wants to be as great as his ancestor!

in the beginning, you find out that he isn't satisfied with the farm life like raiden is. he's the first to jump and react when liu kang tells them all about earthrealm after the test with the lin kuei. he craves adventure, glory, and a sense of just ... achievement.

he loses the title of champion to raiden, but sucks it up and congratulates him. he supports him along the way - bragging about raiden to general shao and cheering for raiden through the outworld matches. even if he was upset that he wasn't the chosen one (re: liu kang hitting him with that one line 'if you trained harder, you would have been champion' LIKE OW DAMN ok) - he still honors raiden and accepts the outcome.

let's talk about his story ending, kung lao messed up with shujinko! shujinko went haywire and it was because he didn't learn humility because kung lao couldn't teach it to him!! lao had always been so confident that he didn't put that into lessons for his student which led to liu kang and raiden stepping in. in this moment, i like to believe that lao learns how important humility is. not through himself directly, but seeing what had happened to shujinko.

omg what about the funny little lines about acting? how johnny offered them movie roles in the end and when raiden politely declined, lao whined. maybe he's intrigued about being able to work on a movie, to get out there and experience the world than just that farm life he knew.

kung lao didn't get to be champion, but he was able to go on missions in outworld and i like to think that he thrived. he got a taste of that adventure, that journey, you know?

kung lao is playful - those lines about wanting to spook raiden's sister with syzoth or how he whined to kuai liang(? i think or tomas?) about how he wanted to test raiden's sister too. how he flashed johnny with the flashlight LMAO. how he gets scolded by madam bo for making excuses sometimes.

LASTLY and also something i think people forget here and there, kung lao is ALSO respectful to some degrees omg. remember when johnny pulled that ripley line and kung lao was like bro??? that plus how he stood up for raiden as mentioned before, he literally becomes a shaolin master ... he may not be a saint, but i don't think he'd be treating people horribly or the type to be flirty every single time.

all in all, there are many sides to kung lao and i think there's a lot to be explored here. i'm down for the silly fandom lao moments, but also serious lao, conflicted lao, focused lao, etc etc. he's a champion to me.

#mk1 headcanons #mk1 kung lao headcanons #mk1 kung lao #mortal kombat 1 headcanons #mortal kombat 1 kung lao #im probably forgetting a lot tbh bcs i typed this up when i havent slept #but gosh kung lao is so complex #maybe not as complex as others but he still has layers #i admire him so very much #srry for the messy format besties

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euphoricimagination · 1 year

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Them confessing to you

Feat. Osamu & Kuroo

Osamu

Osamu never felt this nervous before. He felt like he was going to throw up any time soon out of pure nervousness.

He was fairly certain that you liked him too, you blushed whenever he tried to flirt with you, you spend your free time with him, you even exchange keys of each others place so either of you could just go whenever you wanted; and yet there still was a voice telling him that somehow you liked Atsumu a little more. Maybe it was the fact that in high school he had the most fan girls; or maybe it was because you also seem to blush at whatever he said to you, making him laugh and you hit him.

But while Atsumu could be the most annoying and asshole twin he could ever asked for, he knew that he would never try to lead you when he knew that Osamu was in love with you.

So here he was, his surprise ready as he waits for you to arrive, the table beautifully set up just for you

“Eh? Sam you're here?” he hears your voice, confusion on it

“Yeah, in the living room”

“I know I gave you keys, but at least let me know you're here, I thought someone br- what's all of this?” you cut your rant as soon as you enter into the room and notice the table full of your favorites foods. Osamu wasn’t looking at you, his eyes glued to the TV with a blush on his cheeks, so you took the more that was near you “‘I made all of your favorite dishes because you're my favorite person, will you be my girlfriend?’ Really Sam?”

“In my defense, it sounded more romantic on paper than reading it out loud, now it's just cringe” he explains quickly, the redness of his face intensifying when he looked at you

“Sure”

“Eh?”

“You asked me to be your girlfriend, and I'm saying yes” you say with a smile, a smile that made him stand up and go to where you were

“Thank God” he passes his arms through your body, giving a hug “But why did ya blush whenever you and Atsumu were alone?”

“Because he loves to make fun of me with you! You really thought I like that idiot?”

“Maybe, who knows”

“Idiot. Now, while I love your cooking, I’m really gonna need help to eat all of this food alone “ you pull him to the table, sitting side by side. He took your hand in his before asking

“So, can I finally brag about having a girlfriend?”

“You can”

Kuroo

You have been friends with Kuroo for years now, since your Nekoma years together; you two had a mix between a normal friendship and flirting, neither of you knowing if your flirty comments actually meant anything.

But in reality, Kuroo had fallen for you years ago, but his self conscious young self didn't know how to cope with it outside of being playful. But right now, not only his confidence grew significantly, but he also was 100% sure that he wanted to date you.

So he did a bunch of research of how to do it, he didn't want it to be over the top, but he also didn't want to be bland about it; so he didn't hesitate when he found the perfect idea online.

He went to his local flower shop and buy a 100 roses, blue ones to be exact, before writing in a piece of paper and heading to your place.

When you open the door you were greeted with a bunch of flowers, that's if it wasn't because the owner is basically a giant, it works look when more ridiculous that it already does. You look up to Kuroo’s eyes, confusion clear in your face.

“Wha- why? Eh?” is all you could mutter, making him chuckle

“May I come in?” you nod as if you were talking out of a trance, moving to letting him in and walking toward the living room “here, this is for you princess”

You took the flowers or of his hands, still amazed by the amount of them. You notice the paper that was in between some, so you left the roses in the table and take it out and reading it out loud “You’re a 100 times more beautiful than these 100 roses? Really?”

“Too cheesy?” he asks with his lopsided grin

“Just a little, could be worse…do you mean this Tetsu?”

“I always mean what I say princess”

“Always? Even when you…”

“Yes, I meant every word that I said to you, every time I tell you how wonderful you are, every time that I tell you how pretty you are, I meant every single time I flirt with you”

“Oh gosh, you could have told me sooner, you idiot” you move to hide your face on his chest

“Well, I can be your idiot if you take me”

“Ok then, be my idiot” you smooch your face even more when you feel his lips on top of your head “what do we do now?”

“I have a few ideas, but let's start with this” he took your cheeks on his hands, kissing you lovingly. He finally has you.

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nadinebrooks · 2 years

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Here is the link to my masterlist.

Cedric Diggory x Reader: Hard to Get

Warning: Language maybe?

"I would say no Angie. I would tell him absolutely not." She promptly responded to the dark haired girl. Angelina Johnson was (y/n)'s best friend in the whole entire world. The two of them spent the majority of their free time hanging out with the Weasley twins, Lee Jordan, and Cedric Diggory.

(y/n) loved spending time with the boys, she absolutely adored them, but there were things that Angelina and her could talk about that didn't need to involve the boys. Which was exactly like the conversation they were having right now. This was a topic they would never bring up around the boys.

It was a lazy Saturday for the majority of the Gryffindor house. At least for the 6th years. This was rare for (y/n) . She usually spent her Saturdays in the library catching up on her course work for the week.

"And why would you tell him no?" Angelina raised a perfectly arched eyebrow at (y/n).

"Look Angelina, just because everyone and their mom is obsessed that boy doesn't mean I am." She rolled her eyes. Cedric Diggory was Hogwarts golden boy. It was like he had the Midas touch.

He was good at school, Quidditch, and of course talking to girls. (y/n) met Cedric the first week that they were at school. The two of them bumped into each other on the stairs when they had gotten lost looking for their Charms class.

Cedric had always been cute to (y/n), but girls didn't really start noticing him until their 5th year. She couldn’t blame them. He really had grown up. Over the summer he had added almost a foot and a half to his height. On top of that, his facial features and muscles were way more defined.

It took a couple of months, but eventually he did notice all the attention he was getting from the ladies (and men) of Hogwarts. He couldn’t say that he didn't enjoy it.

Cedric wasn't a player or anything, but he did like to mingle a little bit. Not that (y/n) minded or anything. It wasn't like they were together.

"I'm pretty sure he has a thing for you." Angelina smirked.

"You know how guys are. He doesn't want me in that way. Besides, I don’t think I would ever cross that line with him."

"I completely understand how you feel." Angelina nodded glancing over in the direction of Fred Weasley.

(y/n) knew that Angelina had a little crush on Fred Weasley and she was positive that he felt the same way about her. The two of them were too scared to be the one who crossed that friendship line.

Which (y/n) thought was funny because the two of them were usually so confident. They were confident individuals until it came to dealing with the other one.

"I think you should say something to Fred." She mumbled glancing at him playing a game of wizard chess with Lee Jordan.

"Don't give me advice if you're not going to take that same advice (nickname)." Angelina jokingly rolled her eyes at her.

She was right. (y/n) was someone who loved giving advice to people, but she never took any of her own advice.

She wanted to tell Cedric how she felt, but she didn't think she could ever do that. Cedric had always been flirty towards (y/n), but she thought that's how he talked to all the girls.

She refused to be one of the girls who developed a huge crush on him and couldn't do anything about it.

So, she shoved all those feelings down and pretended that she didn't care. She had gotten pretty good at playing hard to get.

Little did (y/n) know, Cedric Diggory meant every single word he said to her. He had it bad. It wasn't just harmless flirting to him. The boy was head over heels for the girl and he was more than aware.

Every time she said his name or the way her eyes would crinkle when she was laughing at something he said had him falling more and more for her. He lived for the sound of her laughter. If that was the only thing he heard for the rest of his life, he wouldn’t want anything else.

"You know I'm awful at taking my own advice." (y/n) giggled shaking her head.

Eventually the twins got tired of losing to Lee in chess so they all decided to head out to find Cedric and spend some time out by the lake.

Getting the whole group together did not happen often enough. Not with them all having different classes and half of the group going to Quidditch practice. It was nice to spend some time together.

Since almost everyone in the group was in Gryffindor, it was fairly easy to round them up. The hard part was trying to find Cedric.

Cedric wasn't as outgoing as people thought he was. He was an introvert at heart, but he picked up on how to act extroverted from watching the twins. You couldn’t be Hogwart's golden boy and avoid everyone.

Lee ended up finding Cedric down at the Quidditch pitch working on some plays for their match against Ravenclaw the following weekend.

"Why don't you just ask her out?" George glanced over the blushing boy. Lee and Fred were leading the pack with (y/n) and Angelina following them. Cedric and George were at the end. (y/n) had her arm linked with Angelina's and her hand placed over her mouth to muffle a giggle. Damn he loved that sound. "There's no reason to be scared, I doubt she would say no."

"She's said no before." Cedric grumbled.

"I refuse to believe that." George responded. "Nobody tells Mr. Diggory no."

"Nobody but (y/n)." He tried to make it seem nonchalant, but it did hurt that the one girl he truly had feelings for didn’t feel the same way. "Look, I'll prove it to you." George nodded and waited for Cedric to proceed. He needed to see this for himself. "Could you come over here for a second (y/n)?"

"Sure." (y/n) happily nodded and unlinked her arm from Angelina's. "What's up Ced?"

"Do you want to go on a date? Tomorrow if you're free. We could go to Hogsmead or whatever you want to do."

"This has to be a joke, right?" She looked between George and Cedric as if she was expecting them to burst into laugher. "I'll have to pass Cedric."

She gave him an answer and skipped back over to Agelina who was watching the whole interaction. Neither of them could tell what Angelina was saying, but it looked like she was scolding (y/n).

The rest of the afternoon went on pretty well. The six of them just laid out by the lake and talked about their hopes and dreams.

The twins had this dream of opening a joke shop. (y/n) loved the idea of that. She knew that they could do something like that if they really wanted to. It wasn't that much of a stretch. She even promised them that whenever the grand opening was, she would be right there.

As the sun was starting to set, George decided that he wanted to go visit the house elves to see if they could fix them a couple of snacks. He elected (y/n) to help him while the rest of the group stayed behind.

She groaned a little not wanting to leave. The weather was absolutely perfect and she loved the way the sun felt on her skin, but George wasn't taking no for an answer. There was a conversation he needed to have with her.

"You really are starting to get on my nerves (y/n)." He hissed when the two of them had gotten out of ear shot of the rest of the group.

"Me? What did I do?" She scoffed back.

"I'm just now finding out that Cedric has asked you out multiple times and you've said no."

"I don’t like Cedric that way." She mumbled looking away from him. He'd be able to tell if she was lying.

"That's bullshit and you know it. What are you scared of? It's one date. If you don’t enjoy the date then you don't have to go on another one, but the both of us know that you would. You would love every single moment of it." He knew what he was saying was true. (y/n) did as well. She enjoyed every second that she spent with Cedric. It didn't even have to be in a romantic setting. All she wanted was to be around him.

"I just don’t want Cedric do take me out for the wrong reasons, you know?"

"He would never do that to you (y/n). I can't believe you've kept up with the hard to get act for so long. If Cedric was just going to use you, then I'm sure he would have moved on by now."

"I think he's just being nice."

"He is not simply being nice. I want to ask you something and you better not lie to me." His voice was firm and (y/n) knew better than to lie to him. When his voice got like this, he wasn't playing at all. This side of him was rarely seen.

"I never lie to you George, but go ahead."

"Do you like Cedric?"

"Of course I like him. I mean we all do. He's a great guy and-" (y/n) started rambling but George held up a hand to silence her.

"You know that's not what I meant (nickname)."

"Yes. I like him, okay. But you can't tell him."

"And why not?"

"Because it would mean nothing to him."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"All these other girls like him George."

"Don't you get that they don’t matter (y/n)." George threw his hands up in annoyance as they reached the fruit painting that allowed them to enter the kitchen. "They don’t matter to Cedric because they're not you. You're the only one that he wants."

"How do you know?" (y/n) looked up at the taller boy. She hated the idea of being added to the list of girls who just wanted a chance with Cedric. Her heart couldn't take it. That's why she pushed him away. It was better to have feelings from afar. That's how you kept yourself from getting hurt.

"The boy doesn't stop talking about you when you're not around. I've had enough. He goes on and on about your laugh, your hair, the way you smell."

"The way I smell?" (y/n) eyes shot up in surprise.

"The way you smell." George simply nodded. "His amortenia smells like your perfume."

"I don’t want to ruin our friendship. And what about the group?"

"Honestly (y/n)," George said as he tickled the pear to open the door to the kitchen. "I don’t think you can say what the two of you have is a friendship. It's not a friendship when both parties have feelings toward one another. As for the rest of us, we just want the two of you to be happy. And if that's going to be with each other, then we're going to be happy."

"So what happens now?" (y/n) asked grabbing all the things that the elves had left for them. There were so many thoughts running through her head. She had spent all this time thinking that her feelings weren't reciprocated.

She felt giddy with anticipation at the thought of getting to see Cedric with this new information. The felt the smile tugging on her lips. It was a smile that would probably never leave her face.

They started making their way back toward everyone else. They had been gone long enough and we probably starting to wonder where they were.

"I can't answer that question for you (y/n). What do you want to happen?"

"I don’t know." She honestly admitted. She never saw herself getting to this point. She never thought there was the chance that she'd get to go on a date with him or kiss him or call him her boyfriend.

"Well you better figure it out before the night is over. I refuse to let you go back to the castle without a date this weekend. You, Cedric, and I will camp out there all night if it comes down to it."

(y/n) knew that George wasn't lying. He would force the three of them to stay out there all night until one of them was brave enough to admit that they had feelings. Maybe he needed to threated Fred and Angelina with that.

As they ate their snacks, prepared by the elves (y/n) thought about the conversation she wanted to have with Cedric once their evening was over. She tried to plan it out, but her thoughts were all over the place. This wasn't a conversation you could prepare for.

While walking back to the castle, (y/n) decided now it was time. It was now or never.

"Cedric." (y/n) whispered before she could stop herself. She reached out and grabbed his hand to keep him from walking away from her. She took another step closer toward him. There was barely any space between the two of them. She could see the faint blush on his cheeks. Was she the one who did this to him? Had she always caused him to blush and failed to see it?

“Is everything okay (y/n)?"

"Yes." She immediately nodded. "I just wanted to apologize."

"Apologize for what?" He tilted his head to the side waiting on her to elaborate.

"Apologize for acting like I didn't care or I wasn't interested." She took a deep breath and grabbed the collar of his shirt and pulled him down to meet her.

She thought that she heard Angelina cheering in the background, but she tuned her voice out. All she could think about were her lips on Cedric's. She dreamed about this moment. His hands wandered down toward her hips and her's made her way up toward his chest.

"So you acting like you didn't want me was a lie?" He chuckled when they pulled apart.

"Yes." She admitted. "I was scared of ruining our friendship. I was scared of being just another girl with a hopeless crush on you."

"Damn. I must be a bad flirt if you didn't pick up on the face that I had feelings for you."

"I just thought it was too good to be true. I mean why would Cedric Diggory be interested in me when he had all these other girls to choose from."

"I don’t want all the other girls (y/n). They'll never compare to you."

"I'm sorry. Will you ever forgive me?"

"If you go on a date with me." He cheekily grinned.

"I would love to Ced." (y/n) giggled standing on her toes to kiss him again. Maybe playing hard to get wasn't such a bad idea after all.

#harry potter masterlist #cedric diggory x reader #harry potter preferences #cedric diggory #cedric deserved better #cedric diggory x female reader

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mata-aetara-if · 1 year

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hi hi!!!! RO ask here. So, this is a bit specific of an ask but im sending it anyway!! so, for an MC embraces their medical-ninja role, what would the ROs reactions be to MC fretting and worrying over them whenever they get hurt, even minor injuries?

cute!

asahi: is very responsible when it comes to injuries, would happily let mc take care of him. thanks mc, complimenting their skills the whole time. kinda fascinated by the process , catches himself staring at mcs hands the whole time and hopes mc didn't notice ~

niko: is not very responsible when it comes to injuries, but would happily let mc take care of them. may not realize they're even hurt at first until mc is like "niko i need to heal you!" then they're like "oh i guess you do 😅" sitting happily waiting for mc to finish, almost like a puppy. promises to be more careful in the future (they are not)

shikako: hates feeling weak and hates that mc has to take care of her in this situation. mc would need to assure her that it's fine! this is what their jutsu is for and it's nothing to worry about. ,, it also doesn't help there's butterflies in her stomach with how close mc is to her. she probably wouldn't even realize when mc was done, mc would have to wave a hand in front of her face or something because 😳 shikako was zoned out 😳 lol

inoru: would be trying to convince mc he's fine, with tears in his eyes :''). "okay maybe i'm not.." he hates anyone seeing him in a weakened state, especially mc. when they start working on him he'll apologize that you have to help him like this,, he should've been stronger. it's not often inoru breaks his confident flirty personality, this would be one of the rare circumstances.

rona: would be so thankful. the whole time mc is working on her she'd be thanking them, and telling them they're doing a good job. even though she doesn't know med-ninjutsu she'd offer to take care of mc too! and kanemaru is right next to them both giving them all the licks and kisses just happy they're both okay!

jun: is on the defense at first wondering why mc is touching him. it's when he sees mc is genuinely concerned and wants to help him that he lets his walls down a little and lets them help. once they're done he'd thank them but can't look them in the eyes the rest of the day and will be wondering what this meant to them.

chai: mc would have to hold her down first of all lol, like you'd have to convince her she is not looking good and needs help!!! mayhaps get in her face and be like "chai let me help you you're injured!!" and it would finally click for her and she'd be like "🥺 okay" and she'd just sit there the whole time looking at mc like 🥺,, once mc has healed her she'd immediately jump up singing their praises- "I FEEL SO MUCH BETTER NOW MC IS AMAZING! THE BEST HEALER IN THE WORLD!!"

mokoto: would love it, every second. they love any excuse to have mc touching them, even if it's because they're injured lol. would be sitting there quietly watching the process. once mc is done, they'd ask if you're sure you're done, they still hurt a little,, maybe you missed a spot .. ;)

ryoku: mc touches him in any kind/gentle way and this boy blushes. he's used to healers helping him asap when he's injured in the sand village being part of the kazekages clan, but having mc worrying over him just because he's him,, his mind is racing and now every time he gets injured he wishes it was mc there taking care of him (hint 😏).

kougetsu: is just staring at mc in shock while they take care of them. not used to any kindness while being patched up. because of the hozuki clans abilities, it's hard for them to sustain minor injuries so i just imagine someone like punching them and mc immediately being like D: and kougetsu is just like '??? :) idk what's happening but i like it' lol

#ask #anon #ro asks #ch: niko #ch: asahi #ch: shikako #ch: inoru #ch: rona #ch: jun #ch: chai #ch: mokoto #ch: ryoku #ch: kougetsu

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howdoyousleep3 · 1 year

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hi don't mind me, i've had a very overwhelming and sad last few days and wanted to do something brazenly self-indulgent. welcome to my brain for the past week or so, maybe you can find joy in this too, maybe you won't, but i’d like to get this out. 💘

you feel impossibly small around your Daddy

in mind, in body, in spirit

and it would be scary if he didn't take complete and perfect care of you, but of course he does

so you are at peace with your existence and way of life

"You know...kitten, you know I'd take care of you. Daddy makes a lot of money and there's nothing more he wants than to spend every bit of it on you, providing for you. I hate seein' my baby cry, hate seein' you stressed, when we can fix it, when you can let Daddy take care of you. I know, mhmm. You're a determined little thing, but when you're ready to let Daddy do his job, you let him know..."

your pride keeps you at your job long after you’ve made up your mind to let Daddy take care of you

you’ve never let someone have so much control over you and it’s hard to wrap your head around, takes time to accept

someone controlling your finances? providing for you in every way? having to rely on someone for money and food and a home?

the red flags are overwhelming

it doesn’t feel like red flags with your Daddy though— it feels like safety, like protection, like love

according to him, your job now is to let Daddy make the decisions, is to be as carefree and sweet as possible

of course there are times when your mouth is stretched obscenely around his girth or his long strokes in your bitty pussy leave you squealing and squirting and crying where he tells you this is your job—

“This is it, sweet girl— this right here. This is why you left that fuckin’ job. Daddy’s big cock was hurtin’, was achin’, not havin' total access to this tight little pussy. A pussy like this deserves to be fucked on the regular, deserves to be filled up by her Daddy every single goddamn day, shit...this is how you repay your Daddy, baby. With this pretty fuckin’ pussy…

you spend most of your days going to work with your Daddy

Daddy sets your clothes out in the morning, makes you breakfast, wakes you up with gentle kisses and rumbly whispers and the occasional wandering hand

sometimes you require a firm hand though, a stern voice to get you out of bed on time

you not so secretly like his firm hand though

there's a small part of his office, near the window overlooking the city, that is dedicated to you

a cute table with a lamp and your computer, a vase for the flowers you never fail to pick up each week, your art supplies and your favorite coloring book Daddy bought you two weeks ago, your journal and favorite pens, your current read and your stack of future reads

he knows how you’re feeling always, anticipates your every need

your outfits, your meals, the coffee he orders you on the way to work, how you spend your days in his office

“Your clothes are on the bed, sweetheart”, “…and she’ll have the salmon with an additional side of french fries, thank you”, “Here baby, just how you like it— oat milk with an extra shot”, “You’re almost done with your book, why don’t you read that?”

your Daddy knows you down to your core, your soul, knows you inside and out

if your brain is sad, he chooses clothes that are loose and soft on your body, maybe something of his, chooses foods that can be broken into small bites so he can feed them to you, doesn’t allow for you to make s single decision and you’re forever grateful

he’ll let you crawl right into his lap while he’s in a meeting, on Zoom, taking a call, won’t hesitate or stop what he’s doing, will just wrap you up in his arms and rearrange you how he wants you while he continues to talk or take diligent notes

if you wake up feeling as sweet as can be he chooses something flirty and confident for you to wear, gives you tasks that allow you to interact with more people at the office, maybe letting you do a bit of shopping, still not letting you make many decisions but always giving you what you need

sometimes he’ll ask you to complete tasks if you’re in a better, more playful mood

he rarely gets things done on these days, watching you as you move around his office and work at his desk, sometimes pulling out his cock and shamelessly jerking off to the sight of you working through his to-do list like a good girl

if he's in a mood, he'll tell you to take your clothes off as you prance around his office, and he'll strokes himself off to your cute little behind, the sway of your hips, the bounce of your tits

"Look at you remindin' Daddy that he's the luckiest sonofabitch there ever was. Goddamn, you're a pretty little thing, aren't you? Daddy can't help it; even here at work he's gotta get his hand on his cock. Gimme a twirl, there you go, that's my girl. No no, you keep workin' on that to-do list, baby. Don't mind Daddy...

no matter what, it’s heady watching Daddy be the boss at work, commanding others with confident ease, which makes it easy for you to want him on you, in you, near you as each and every work day comes to a close

more often than not, no matter your mood, you end up with a mouthful of Daddy's cock on the drive home, whether it be stress relief for him of comfort or need for you

your nights are reliably cozy, meals (ordered from your favorite places or made at home since Daddy is a great cook) eaten together after a shower or bath, watching television or a movie or reading together under a cozy blanket to round the day out

and as you fall asleep each night, Daddy's big, warm body pressed tightly against your own in your big, cloud-like bed, you never fail to remind yourself how lucky you are to have your Daddy in your life, to have someone who dotes on you, protects you, provides for you, gives you everything you could ever want, who loves you

“I'm the lucky one, sweet girl. Rest your pretty head now and have the sweetest of dreams...”

#soft soft soft #soft daddy thoughts #daddy is up to you #reader insert #self indulgent fluff #this has been in my drafts forever #daddy kap is always on my mind but honestly this could easily be an andy barber in my head #my writing #howdoyousleep #headcannon #daddy headcannon #don't mind the mistakes #Spotify

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tamaverse · 2 years

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Here's the deal with electronic dreams 1984 and why my headcanons are right (/lh) a mini essay by Abbie

Okay so guys. Listen. I love the polycule and don't get me wrong, I think that's what should be going on here. But it's like deeper than that. Hear me out.

Edgar had feelings towards Miles the whole movie (that's apparent by the end of course) and it's actually made surprisingly clear the whole way through. Even some of the first few interactions when he starts speaking are playful and kinda.. Not Straight. When Miles touches his keyboard at one point, Edgar even goes "don't touch... tee hee". Gay little computer. Also it should be noted Miles is the one that teaches him what love is.

Clearly Edgar is still attached to Madeline, but when he meets her it throws him in a muddle, because he finally realises he actually has the same (if not potentially stronger) feelings for Miles the whole time. He wasn't just jealous of Miles, he was jealous of Madeline for spending time with him. That is the moment Edgar realises what love really is. And also... he's an AI. He wasn't created to understand love, this would be a huge realisation to him, and potentially a terrifying one- he's taken in the social norms (funny little trash tv addict) so he's likely taken in the social norm of monogamy. (Man. Why did he have to do that to himself. At least we know he still exists from the radio scene so we can all just imagine they bought a new computer for him and he came home to them)

Think about it- Edgar has the power to call anywhere up. He theoretically could call Madeline, yet he chooses to call Miles at work (and then get shy about it), ask him what he's doing tonight, and seek his company. He hates being left alone. He throws a huge tantrum. Bro you can't tell me that whole scene after with the eye screen wasn't just like, divorce. Take your things and GET OUT!!! type beat. But they kiss again later so its fine.

Edgar also seeks validation/acknowledgement from Miles, naturally because he wants credit to woo Madeline, but also... potentially he just wants the praise from Miles too.

(Also sneak peek the "love is love" lyric and then the frame of the rainbow cables. That's an entire gay computer)

Okay ALSO ALSO. Edgar is the most fucking flirty/socially adapted one out of the three, ironically. Miles is absolutely a shy architecture autism creature and Madeline is like his opposite, but an autism creature for music, very outgoing. She speaks in a Way. A key part of her character is personifying objects qnd being attached to them. "An elevator ate it", "it okay", things like that. She has two love interests at once (Bill and Miles) and doesn't seem to have a deep connection with either aside from music. If you ask me, she doesn't have the best concept of commitment. She seems quite impulsive and indecisive, and while she knows what she ultimately wants, she may not always be 100% confident on it. Headcanoning her as arospike. It's definitely not projection because i kin her. POLYAMORY IS LIKE THE BEST THING EVER FOR AROSPIKE PPL BC ITS LIKE COMMITMENT WITHOUT THE INTIMIDATION TO BE LOVEY ALL THE TIME maybe thats just me projecting

She wants to get to know miles better and have a deeper connection and that gives her the perfect time to also establish that with edgar as long as you imagine he comes back. Which he would. He hates being alone bro that computer demon is gonna get bored just being In Technology Void. He just has freedom now.

Edgar is also autistic just btw . Maybe a little adhd. Maybe im sprinkling some traits of my cohost onto him, listen i associate characters w people,

Arospike means to still be attracted to people and experience romantic feelings towards others, but not always consistently. Sometimes there's periods where you aren't attracted to people at all. Her feelings and opinions of others seem to flip flop a lot.

Also. Back to the computer sorry. I know theres one post already but if edgar was a human hed absolutely want tits. It's true. Go you little it/he/she.

Anyway yeah thats about it spent half my lunch hour writing this and its not very formal or well put together but it is how it is.

ALSO IM AUTISTIC AND STUFF IF I WORDED THIS WEIRD WHEN TALKING ABT IT IM SO SORRY

Anyway yeah human man and woman and nonbinary computer are all autistic and in love, end tweet. Worlds BEST polycule

#electric dreams #electric dreams 1984 #edgar electric dreams #Madeline electric dreams #abbie yells

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moregraceful · 7 months

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trick or treat 👻

a little ghost!!!

here is an outline of a cale/devon fic inspired by the time i clicked on the #contentking hashtag on twitter, expecting more devon Toews pictures and instead seeing a sea of gay porn!! I never really decided whether or not to commit to the fic so it just kinda languished on my gdrive lol, but I am very fond of thinking about only fans porn star devon and his nhl boyfriend who loves him and supports his sex work career

Cale is still a hockey player, still in Colorado, still signing a super big contract, still very stoic and doesn’t smile too much, except around Devon. Still went to UMass. Partnered with Gravy, Sammy, or Josh Manson. closeted to fans, not to teammates and management

Devon is an OF star, mostly gay (jock4jock), has a youtube channel where he does SFW sex toy reviews with drag queens and gives sex advice. Played college hockey at Quinnipiac still, but had blown out a knee in juniors so it didn’t go further than college hockey — was never drafted

Devon met Cale in a gay bar in Boston, post-Cale getting drafted, pre-Cale to NHL, started a relationship, then moved to Colorado when Cale signed his big contract. Active in the gay scene in Colorado, but travels a bit for work, usually to New York or Los Angeles

Big secret who Cale is — the fans know Cale exists bc Devon always looks esp happy when he talks abt “his boyfriend” and occasionally lets slip hints that he is dating a jock, or someone famous, or w/e but Cale is never in the videos and if Devon ever posts photos of him on Insta, it’s very, boyfriend soft launch shit, no faces, just hands or outlines

Cale has no intention of ever coming out, maybe after he’s retired but not really even then. He wants to spend his life with Devon though!! And Devon, comfortable and confident in who he is, is willing to wait for Cale as long as it takes. They’ll prob move to Toronto or Los Angeles or New York after Cale retires so Devon can have more resources at his disposal for his content, but for now it works out pretty well bc Cale is rich lol. It allows Devon a bit of freedom that he wouldn’t have otherwise, even if he is in Denver.

And they are stupid in love, like Cale loves him so so so much, he doesn’t give a shit at all that Devon is a gay porn star and his dick is all over the internet and that Devon has sex with other dudes (and enjoys it!) He knows Devon loves him first and foremost and that Devon will always come home to him. Also, it’s like, super hot. And Devon is over the moon in love with Cale, like just lights up when he mentions his boyfriend, loves him so much, wishes he could show Cale off but respects his privacy, but is genuinely so in love with him, and grateful Cale understands and supports his work and doesn’t get jealous or want him to stop. Sometimes Cale even meets other jocks and is like, hey talk to my bf :)

It all comes out when Devon is like, absolutely exhausted after sex one day, livestreaming in the bedroom they reserve for his OF stuff but HE FORGOT TO TELL CALE HE WAS STREAMING OH NO and Cale walks in like, you wrecked yourself that badly when I could have done you just as good? And Devon’s shit fuck oh no and Cale’s like OH FUCK and the stream ends abruptly and is deleted immediately

Unfortunately jock4jock, there are just enough people watching who recognize Cale and while only one person got a screenshot, it’s obvious enough who Cale is, even tho he’s flirty and smiling and it’s like this immediate social media shitstorm

Cale has to have the worst press conference in the entire world, but he deals with it very stoicly. No he’s never been in Devon’s videos. Yes he supports Devon’s job. No it does not distract from his gameplay — they’ve been dating for four years at this point, if that tells you anything abt how much of a distraction it was. Joe Sakic is there and he’s like we support Cale 100%. Yes I have met Devon, he’s a charming young man and no he’s never been a distraction for Cale. We have spoken to Cale and he will not be appearing in Devon’s videos and yes, we believe him when he says that he’s never been in them. Don’t fuck with me or my team or I’ll take away your press credentials

Cale goes home and him and Devon have the longest tenderest hug in the world. Devon is like, can I reveal you on insta and Cale’s like, you know what? Let’s fucking go. Devon does a boyfriend reveal of Cale looking soft across the kitchen table over a cup of tea on Instagram. It breaks the gay internet. Cale says, hey, um. You ever think about a commitment ceremony?

#i simply cannot and will not stop being deranged about cale and devon #like a brain disease you get from drinking fishtank water #hockey for ts #rpf for ts #cage replies #selkiefinalist

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