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diaryofageminivenus · 2 months

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slut me out - nle choppa

let me tell yall about that one time where i was slutted out.

august 2022, two days before i was about to go off to college, me and swimmer made plans to see each other. i didn’t know how often i was going to come back home (turned out to be very often), so i just told him we should see each other before i leave. mind you, things were just getting better. we were about to be in that stage of calling each other bf & gf, but we were still friends with benefits at this time. we agreed to meet each other for one last rendezvous, he picked me up from my house and we were otw to his house. on the way there, he was just telling me how much he would miss me, how much he would miss cuddling with me, having sex with me, watching movies, and other things. when he was saying all of that i felt a little bit sad about leaving him, i didn’t know if those college guys were gonna compare to him and his third leg. i was wondering if guys were as intimate as he was, were they going to affirm me in bed like him? were they just gonna nut and leave? idk but these thoughts came and went in my head. we then arrived at his house and nobody was there, i was honestly happy because now i can just moan as loud as i want to.

when we got to his bedroom, we were deciding on what to watch all of a sudden. then he told me about this movie called “don’t look up”, i didn’t really care what we watched because we weren’t even gonna watch it. he put it on which was a nice background noise, but from the little glimpses i did see, it was good. anyways, we’re just chilling for a minute, then all of a sudden this man pulls out a bag of pills. y’all i was about to leave, i was like “omg wtf?”, he said “chill, they’re stamina pills”. to this day, i still am confused on why he truly needed the pills, only because he’s pretty in shape and young. he popped one of them, and two minutes after taking it he was just hard, mind you i was fully clothed. he came up behind me and started cuddling me, then i felt his dick brush up against my butt. idk if i told y’all, but this man literally has the biggest dick, i wear a 9.5 and his dick is like an inch bigger than my foot. it had a downward curve too 🥹, damn i miss it. anyways let me quit getting side tracked. as he brushed against me, he whispered in my ear “i’m tryna feel what’s in those shorts” . damn i melted for a second, then i grabbed his hand it put his fingers inside me. i was soaking, he started slowly fingering my and started softly moaning. he then whispered “baby, you’re so wet”, i followed it up with an agreeing moan. i then turned my head towards his and grabbed his chin so that he can kiss me. we were kissing for a minute then this man pulls down my shorts and sticks his dick inside of me. he put all 9.8 inches inside of me, i felt this force come from behind me i just loudly gasped. he then put his hand around my neck and i grabbed on so that he could keep his tempo. he was a very sensual lover, he enjoyed going slow, he wanted me to feel every stroke, he took his time with me. he was going slow and telling me things i wanted to hear. “that’s it princess”, “i love how you take that dick”, “you feel so good”, oh my gosh. i was pulling away because he started going faster, he pulled me back in “unuh”, is this man really telling me i can’t run? i then pushed him off and told him to change positions, he pulls me up and pushes me down into backshots. he starts teasing me by rubbing the top around, he puts the tip in, then takes it out and starts teasing me again until i just put it in for him. he was going slow, then he put the leg up, when he did that, he pushed my back down which caused me to start pushing my legs down. he pulls me back up and i raise my head because he was about to hit my cervix. he then grabs my neck and he starts kissing on my neck and kissing me, i grabbed his free hand it put it on my boobs then he starts playing with my nipples.

we were in backshots for a minute then i say “let’s do something else”, after that he flips me on my back and i’m at the edge of the bed and he’s standing up. y’all already see where this is going, he puts it in and starts taking me on my one way to pound town. he starts going faster the more i moan, im encouraging him to go faster at this point, then he just starts going slow which threw me for a loop. at this point im a little tired of going slow, so i pull him on me and i say “lemme ride you”. he stopped and layed on the bed, i saw his dick and was like “hmm…..”, i just wanted it in my mouth. i start spitting on it, then im looking at him look at me, i start eating man. i talking about eating this man sloppy, i was gagging on it, blowing bubbles on it. i was making love to it, i felt like i had to give him my best before i left. then he pulled me up and placed me on his lap, he pulls me in and starts kissing me, spit still on my chin and lips. i then lift myself up and start riding him on my toes, he got almost 20 bounces out of me till i went on my knees. i was riding then i grabbed his hands and he started guiding me at his tempo, while he was guiding me he was also gripping my ass. i was just looking him in his eyes, asking him if im doing good and he assured me i was doing amazing. “baby, yo pussy is so good”, “imma miss this pussy”, “don’t give my pussy away”. then he pulled me off him, he thought he was gonna nut, but he didn’t so i’m confused on what we could do now.

this is where things pick up and start getting better, all of a sudden, it starts to rain and we just hear thunder and heavy rain. i think this is what led this man to just unleash a new him. this man comes up from behind me and pushes me against the wall. he plays with my coochie for a second and puts his dick inside of me. i was on my toes tryna meet his level, but he told me to relax. he he was going fast at this point too and i was just moaning uncontrollably, then he puts his hand down there and starts playing with my clit, i felt myself squirt a little but nothing too dramatic. we go at this for a second until i push away from the wall. when i push away from the wall he pushes my head down and starts drilling me from the back. i’m yelling at this point, im just saying “omg”, “fuck”, “ooooo right there”, or i’m just mumbling sounds. he grabs my hand and holds them while he’s just in it, he tells me to shut up which is hard to do at this point. i’m moving my legs like i have to pee, my knees are coming up, my feet are cracking, y’all i felt like i was about to nut and pass out. i didn’t pass out but i did nut. then he leads me to the bed and kisses me, pushes me down and starts sucking on my nipples, i don’t think he truly enjoyed sucking my nipples because at that time i has piercings in. then he starts eating me out, although he wasn’t my best eater, he was still up there when it came to it so i won’t go into detail about it. he then gets up and tell me to turn around, we do backshots again, except this time he’s standing up which i just already knew was going to finish me. i put it in, and start going at my pace because i already felt that he was gonna wanna finish at his pace. i start off slow, he’s just back there moaning which encourages me to start going faster. then he just takes over, and i just start scooting away from him. we ended up in collapsed doggy (doggy, but i’m on my stomach), he starts going in and i just have my head off the bed in shock. i start coming up and he just starts kissing me and moaning in my mouth. i melt instantaneously, then he has a few more strokes then he pulls out and nuts on my thigh. after that we cuddled and talked, he really wanted to know my plans and how i would execute them. one thing about him, he cared about my future more than anything, he told me some great advice and reminded me to have fun in college but be aware. after the rain calmed down, he took me home. when i got to the house i look in the mirror, and it’s the DARKEST hickey on the side of my neck. i’m pissed, i text this man mad af, his response? “surprise 🤭”, i wanted to beat this man so bad. i had to go shopping &&&&& meet with my advisors. i do miss the dick

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peakyblindersxx · 3 years

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Hello!! Do you think you could write something John Shelby where his gf is very shy and innocent (like the complete opposite of him) like John was her first everything and after a while she asks John to be more rough with her in bed?? Like more dominant and aggressive?? Hope that made sense, thank you !!!

a\n: hey babe! ty soo much for requesting this cause i liked it so much i had to make an entire fic about it. i’m a sinner. hope you enjoy!!

tagging my bestie @stxdyblr-2k ik you’ve been waiting love u !!

love, abi xxx

desperate - john shelby x reader

warnings: nsfw!!! degradation, praise kink, power play, john being sexy as fuck

John Shelby was a sight to behold in bed. From the moment he had taken your virginity, slow and sweet in your best friend Ada Shelby’s guest room, John’s touch was slow and torturous, fingertips searing into your skin as he was soft and slow with you, making you come with his mouth and hands before even attempting to broach the subject of his cock inside you. You were already his, his pink lips a welcome relief as he lapped at your cunt, obscene sounds echoing off the walls. The two of you were tipsy, the rest of the party obscenely dancing to music playing from the gramophone downstairs. John had always been irresistible to you, but you were his younger sister’s innocent friend, whom you thought he never noticed. He was surprised that you even showed up to the party hanging off Ada’s arm, clad in a light pink silk dress that clung to your curves in a way that made his mouth water. He had watched you make your way through the party, downing whatever drink Ada passed your way. Finally, he got drunk enough to make his way over to you, your eyes sparkling as they met his, gin and tonic sloshing in the glass in your hand. The two of you fell into conversation, John’s fingertips grazing your bare back, causing goosebumps to prickle on your skin.

“Having fun?” John’s lips brushed against your ear as the two of you stood at the edge of the party, at the entrance to a hallway leading to a few spare rooms. You shivered at the contact, alcohol pumping through your veins, giving you the courage to be blunt. “It’d be better if you kissed me,” you smiled shyly, looking up at John through your eyelashes. John’s lips met yours, backing you up slowly against the wall as he kissed you gently, teeth tugging at your bottom lip for access. You let him in, like you’d dreamed of so many times before, kissing him back with fervor, letting out a soft whimper. John groaned, abruptly removing his lips from yours before tugging you into the nearest empty bedroom. He shut the door quickly, lifting you up with his hands on your ass as he connected his lips with yours again, setting you down on the bed before looking down at you with dilated pupils.

“John, there’s something I need to tell you,” you murmured, looking down at the blanket on the bed.

“What’s that, sweetheart?” John asked, peppering kisses on your collarbone.

“I’m-I’m a virgin,” you blurted out, a blush spreading across your cheeks.

John stopped and locked his blue eyes with yours. “You don’t need to be embarrassed about that, darling. It’s just.. Are you sure you want to do this? With me?”

You nodded, looking up at John under hooded eyes. “Yes.”

John wasted no time in covering your body with his, kissing you harder than before. And now, here you were, back arching into John’s face as he continued rubbing circles into your clit while he devoured you. You weren’t even conscious of the noises leaving your mouth as you came all over John’s face, eyes rolling back into your head as you reached your climax. John groaned into your cunt as he watched you come, continuing his ministrations through your orgasm, causing your legs to shake. John finally stopped, chuckling as he wiped his mouth on the back of his hand.

“So fucking pretty when you come.”

You blushed, as John made little work of the rest of your clothes. He spent the next hour showing you just how hard he could make you come, and you couldn’t help but let him. He was headache inducing, in all the right ways. From then on, he’d always find ways to get you alone, from in his office, in his car, in various hotels, to even in the goddamn movie theater once. You’d be lying if you said you didn’t love it, the way he took his time with you, and always paid attention to how your body reacted. However, you knew there was more to John Shelby than the sweetness that he showed you. You had overheard many heated phone calls; heard the rumors spread about his reputation. You found yourself longing for more. You wanted to see the dark side of John, wanted him to use you to his satisfaction.

You could hear John swearing into the telephone before you even opened his office door, the air thick with the tension of the day. You quietly slipped in, not wanting to interrupt. John stood at his desk, eyes trained on the papers spread across it as he snapped into the receiver, shooting his whiskey between sentences. His shoulders were clenched underneath his dark grey suit, making you want to run your hands across the taught muscles in an attempt to help him relax. Profanities spewed from his soft lips as he argued with whoever was on the other line, running a hand through his neatly combed hair.

“I gave you a deadline, yeah? Now, you need to fucking deliver!” John slammed the phone down, exhaling as his eyes found you. A small smile replaced the frown that had previously occupied his mouth.

“God, you’re a fucking sight for sore eyes,” John exhaled.

“Could say the same.” You smiled up at him, walking behind his desk and kissing him, breathing in the intoxicating smell of his cologne. John picked you up and sat you on the desk, deepening the kiss. Before he could continue, you freed your lips from him. John furrowed his brow in confusion, but before he could say anything, you spoke.

“I need to ask you something.”

“What’s goin’ on, darlin’?” John looked slightly concerned, his blue eyes trained on yours.

You steadied your breath. “I was wondering if… you know…. you could be, um, rough with me?”

John let out a sigh, dropping his head slightly before bringing it back up to meet yours, the light of the fireplace reflected off of his eyes. his arms on either sides of you. “Fucking christ, sweetheart. Never thought I’d hear those words come out of that sweet little mouth, hm?” John grinned at you as you ducked your head in embarrassment.

John lifted your chin so your eyes met his again. “I’ll do it, but only if you promise to tell me if it’s too much. You say stop, and I’ll stop, yeah?”

“I promise,” You replied, blushing slightly.

John smiled at you before pressing kisses down your neck, causing goosebumps to prickle. “Pretty little thing like you, wanting me to treat you like a whore, eh?”

You shivered at his words, and John took note, letting out a low chuckle. “Look at you, getting all riled up. Barely even touched you yet sweetheart.”

“John,” you whined, and his eyes darkened.

“Don’t be a fucking brat.” John’s harsh tone went straight to your core as he continued pressing sloppy kisses to your collarbone. You fucking wanted it, and he knew it. Your back arched into John at the mere touch of his hands and mouth. You were already so far gone, it was ridiculous.

“John, please,” you whimpered, looking up at him through heavy lidded eyes, cheeks flushed. This was the look he couldn’t resist, and some part of you knew it.

“Don’t worry, sweetheart, I’m gonna take care of you,” John crooned, his fingers finding their way to your sopping wet core. “Jesus, Y/N, you that wet for me already? Been thinking about my cock all day, huh?”

You couldn’t do anything but nod, moaning at John’s fingertips curling against the spot that made your head spin. John chuckled darkly. “Pretty little girl, couldn’t even wait for me to get home, hm? Had to come see me so I could give you what you need.”

“Fuck,” you moaned, and John’s eyes darkened as he reached a hand up to grip your throat, making your breath hitch.

“Watch your language, princess. Don’t wanna have to make me punish you.” John rumbled, rubbing his thumb in circles around your clit as you squirmed, nodding with flushed cheeks as you looked up at him.

“Yes, sir,” you gasped between whimpers, as John wasted no time connecting your lips roughly. He flipped you over, shoving your skirt over the curve of your ass before entering you, groaning at the feeling of your wet heat practically sucking him in as he grabbed a handful of your hair, pulling your upper half off the desk as he fucked into you at an infuriatingly slow pace.

“You don’t even care that I’ve got you bent over the desk like a whore, huh? You that desperate for me, sweetheart?” John grunted, savoring the feeling of his cock sliding in and out of you slowly. The only speech you could manage other than a fevered nod was almost a cry, and you almost could feel John grin at the state you were in.

“Please, sir,” you managed to blurt out, aching for more from him.

“Please, what?” John mocked, but it went straight to your lower abdomen. It was like he already knew which buttons to press to get you as riled up as possible. If you were screwed before, you were definitely fucked now. Quite literally.

“Please fuck me harder, sir,” you moaned, attempting to fuck yourself back onto him. John grinned at the sight of how eager you were for him; how willing you were to take whatever he gave you.

“Should’ve fucked you like this sooner, huh? Knew you loved my cock, but fucking ‘ell, darling,” John crooned, watching you cry out and grab for the top of the desk for leverage as he pounded into you, savoring the whimpers that fell out of your mouth.

“I’m gonna-” you couldn’t even finish your sentence as John quickened his pace, his hand toying with your clit.

“You gonna come all over my cock, pretty girl?” John growled as he slammed into you roughly, fingertips bruising at your hips. Your eyes rolled into the back of your head as you came as hard as you had ever in your life, body going limp as John chased your orgasm with his, grunting as he released into your pulsing cunt, stickiness dripping down the back of your thighs.

“Fuck,” John groaned as he took his cock out of you. He reached into a drawer and produced a dry towel, cleaning you up and pressing kisses to the curve of your back as you laid there panting, seeing stars.

“You alright, love?” John questioned, pushing your hair behind your ear and planting a kiss to your forehead.

You nodded, smiling up at him before he pulled you into his arms for a kiss.

“Let me take you home and make you dinner, hmm?” John queried, pressing kisses to your hair.

“Yeah, I’d like that,” you murmured into John’s neck, sleepy yet satisfied.

#john shelby smut #john shelby x reader #peaky blinders smut #john shelby imagine #peaky blinders imagine #peaky blinders x reader #john shelby

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hoe4hotchner · 2 years

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This is like my first time sending in smh for you and cuz you said you missed doing blurbs I thought "why not give it a shot?" So here's what I thought.

Hotch is literally so hot with his dad bod but like I just KNOW that he's super duper into fitness stuff so being his supportive gf the reader tries to be included in his exercise stuff but reader is not into exercise like AT ALL. Hotch would be a little annoyed about how she's huffing and puffing and asking him if they're done yet but she's so cute looking exhausted so he just let her be. Then the reader "rolled her ankle" while doing laps with hotch so he jokingly rolled his eyes and gave her a piggy back ride and she said "is this how you see the world everyday? I think I'd like being tall" and stuff idrk

Anon!! Hi!! This is so good!!! He most definitely is super duper hot with the dad bod.

You couldn't lie about the fact that you already hated this "date" with Aaron, in fact, you'd much rather be sitting at home on the couch, snuggled up against him as you devoured a bowl of popcorn while watching some movie.

But here you were, out on the FBI academy athletic track with your boyfriend, no less on a Sunday morning. He had convinced you to go this time, you couldn't help agree as you saw those brown eyes flash you what you could've sworn to be an attempt at puppy eyes.

Aaron was certainly more fit than you, with his job he had to be. He tracked a few feet in front of you, while you gasped for air, hating how clammy and sweaty you'd gotten.

He had listened to your protests and pleas of wanting to go home for half an hour by now, and at this point, his words had been reduced to "hmm" and "That's nice honey." As he focused his every fiber on pushing himself mentally, although it was hard with having to let you keep up with him.

"Ow!" You yelped out as you tripped over your own feet, rolling your ankle in the process. You landed on the synthetic rubber with a thud groaning out in agony. Aaron was quick to realize that you weren't playing it up as he turned around, seeing you barely able to stand with a wince of pain permanently resting on your face.

"Are you okay?" He carefully steadies you with his hands on either side of your body, looking you over for any other injuries. You nodded. "C'mere." He gave you a gentle kiss before he helped you up on his back and started running again. This time slower, but the added weight of your body is a great tool to strengthen his core.

"Do you really see the world like this every day? I could get used to this." You grinned as your head whipped around looking at everything through Aaron's eyes. You leaned down to press a kiss to the nape of his neck before nuzzling against him while he finished his last lap.

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luisjuanmilton · 3 years

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Which Filmbro movie I think every driver likes a little too much

Lewis: Interstellar. Please you just know he watched this and thought it was the deepest shit ever. He probably shed a tear or two when the power of love saved the day lmao.

Charles: Whiplash. I just know Charles sees himself as a tortured artist okay, and he’d probably completely miss the point and think what Miles Teller’s character did was admirable.

Pierre: The Big Short. Listen, this bitch is into crypto. I feel like I don’t have to say anything else.

Daniel: Baby Driver. He would think the car chase sequences are the greatest cinematic achievement of all time and that its soundtrack is so cool - and also, Edgar Wright’s dumb humour is right up his alley.

Sebastian: Drive. I feel like he’d appreciate the artistry of it all and he wouldn’t admit it but he’d look at Ryan Gosling’s character and be like omg he’s literally me.

Esteban: The Dark Knight. It has come to my attention he’s a huge Marvel fan and it’s literally the same thing but “darker” so I know he thinks it’s the height of cinema and Christian Bale is his role model.

Lance: Inception. Esteban and Lance think Christopher Nolan is God’s gift to cinema you can’t change my mind. He probably drones to his gf about how smart this movie is and how the ending is brilliant and she’s just like mhm okay sweetie please just come to bed.

Mick: Blade Runner 2049. Kinda reaching with this one but I just feel like he enjoys the existential dread of it all. He also probably relates to Ryan Gosling’s character, like mentor like mentored.

Fernando: Ford v Ferrari. I feel like he would appreciate how it shows the olden days of motorsport and how executives ruin everything, he would also think it deserved to win the Oscar over Parasite.

Valtteri: The Godfather. If any of the drivers can sit through a three hour long movie it’s definitely him, and he does feel like he’s superior to everyone else for saying it’s his favourite movie.

Antonio: Die Hard. I love him but he’s a little basic, a little predictable. He probably quotes from it a lot and just likes to watch people blowing things up.

Lando: The Wolf of Wall Street. Have you seen what he gets up to in his free time I’m 100% sure he thinks Jordan Belfort was cool as fuck and he completely glosses over the fact that this movie clearly shows why that lifestyle sucks.

Carlos: Scarface. I don’t know ya’ll I just know deep in my heart he’s done a bad Tony Montana impression more than once in his life. “Say hello to my little friend!” okay man tell us what happens in any other scene of the movie I dare you.

Max: Fight Club. He would un-ironically think Tyler Durden is the coolest character ever and also that starting an actual fight club is a genius idea.

Checo: Gladiator. I’ve never in my life met a dad who doesn’t consider this the best movie of all time, that’s my entire thought process.

Yuki: Inglorious Bastards. Man likes his violence and I feel like Tarantino’s brand of fucked up humour very much appeals to him. He also probably gasps every time Michael Fassbender throws up that three.

George: Skyfall. He’s British.

Nicky: Saving Private Ryan. I remember the selfie in that war tank Mr Latifi, I never forget.

Kimi: Terminator. He probably relates to Arnold Schwarzenegger’s character man idk.

Mazepin: Joker. No explanation needed.

#this is such a niche post lmao #but I had to do it for the pretentious film students everywhere #formula 1 #lewis hamilton #charles leclerc #pierre gasly #esteban ocon #lance stroll #daniel ricciardo #sebastian vettel

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olivenight17 · 5 years

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Can we get some Amai Mask x reader? Maybe where he gets caught kissing/making out with his gf/so by some sasaengs? Thank you!

Hey hey anon! Guess who finally finished your request~ That’s right, me! I have to say, I had no idea what sasaengs were at first and looking them up, hoo boy. Those are some crazy, crazy people. But, given the context, it just made this so much more fun to write! I mean this really allowed me to let loose on my more angsty side, but don’t worry, it’s all fluff in the end. Seriously, this was a fun request, thank you so much for it! Enjoy our righteous hero, anon~!

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TW: slight language, angst, bullying, small mention of suicide and mild violence

Amai Mask x Reader “To Love a Celebrity”

It wasn’t easy dating one of the most famous celebrities out there.

It meant being away from him, having to share him with the rest of the world and constantly having to watch your back. The first few months into your relationship with Amai, it was fine. Both of you went out in disguises, made sure neither of you were being followed when one came to the other’s house and somehow managed to avoid the media and all of its nosiness. While Amai wanted to show you off and wanted to be proud of the relationship he had, he couldn’t. It risked your safety and comfort and he wasn’t about to let that happen.

But then came the incident.

You had rushed over to Amai’s house as soon as he sent the text that he was home from his concert.

He opened the door with a smile and you quickly hugged him. Chuckling, he returned the embrace. “You missed me, huh?”

“Of course I did! I haven’t seen you all week!” You exclaimed, squeezing him tighter.

The two of you stayed like that for a moment, just enjoying each other’s presence, before Amai moved to close the door behind you. “Well, I can fill you in since you missed all the action.” Leading you over to his dining room, he pulled out one of the chairs.

Giggling, you sat down. “My my, such a gentleman.”

“Anything to please my lady.” He remarked, taking your hand and kissing it before turning away. In an effort to make up for all the time he had spent away, he made your favorite dish for dinner and the two of you talked about anything and everything that happened during your week and laughing at jokes the other made.

Eventually, the conversation steered it’s way back to his work. “You’re working on a new movie too, right? What’s it about?” You asked, quirking an eyebrow when Amai shot you a smirk.

He got up from his place at the table and went digging into one of his bags. “Well, I could tell you, or I could show you since we officially finished editing today. It’s not out to the public yet, but I know you’ll keep my secret,” he mused. Once he had found what he was looking for, he knelt down in front of his TV and popped in the small disc. You, on the other hand, were getting yourself settled onto Amai’s very comfortable couch with a cocoon of blankets already surrounding you. Laughing lightly, he poked your forehead. “Comfortable, my little caterpillar?”

“Not quite,” you answered. Extending your arms out, you cracked the cocoon open enough for Amai to slip in next to you. “Now I’m comfortable.” Sighing happily, you turned your attention to the screen.

The movie was spectacular, but you didn’t expect anything less of your boyfriend. He always managed to get assigned to the best projects and the way he managed to really bring it all to life with his acting just made it all the more breathtaking. Excitedly, you shifted closer to him to tell him that with a bright grin, tilting your head when he didn’t answer you. “Amai, are you okay?” You asked with a concerned frown on your face.

He seemed to snap out of his trance when you spoke. Tucking a stray hair back into place for you, he smiled. “Sorry, you were just so cute it stunned me for a bit.” His answer surprised you and you felt your face grow hot. It was always embarrassing when he complimented you out of the blue like that.

You sat up and shook your head, already moving to deny his words. “Says the one who’s a literal model.” The effectiveness of your remark was short lived as Amai suddenly pulled you into his lap.

“Don’t be so hard on yourself. You are every bit as beautiful a model as I am. I’m just lucky that I’m the only one allowed to see the show.” He grinned, a deep passion in his golden eyes as he looked at you.

The warmth of your cheeks deepened before you leaned up and pressed your lips to his. The kiss was slow and sensual with Amai’s arms slipping down your back lower and lower until they rested on your hips. Once there, he broke from your lips to kiss down along your neck when there was a flash of light. It jolted your senses and, out of the daze of your makeout, turned your gaze to where the light came from. To your horror, the curtains to Amai’s house were not closed and through the window, you could see the figure of someone with their phone.

Immediately, you jumped to your feet and cursed as the figure began running off. They were already gone by the time you had opened the door to chase them. You sat back down on the couch, rubbing your hands together nervously. Your blood felt cold as ice, not even the comforting touch of Amai’s arms was enough to warm you. “We were so careful, I don’t understand…” You mumbled to yourself, going through everything in your head. There was nothing you could have done differently.

“Hey, hey, look at me,” He prompted. “It’s going to be okay. We’ll get through this, and we’re going to find whoever took that picture, alright?” His tone was soft and reassuring, you found yourself nodding along. Slowly, you began getting a grip on yourself. Whatever happened, you both would make it through.

Fortunately, you did. Though it was far from easy.

The morning after, your face was covered in every front page of a celebrity magazine and there was article after article of you, ‘Amai’s Makeout Partner.’ It was embarrassing going to work for the following days, you could feel all of your coworker’s eyes on you, and you swore you could hear laughter every time you turned your back. But, after a week, the main press died down when they weren’t getting anywhere with their story.

Just when you thought the worst of it was over, things got worse. Hundreds of texts came pouring through your phone, each with a nastier message than the last.

Making out like that? What a whore.

You’re nothing more than a gold digging slut.

You’re not worth Amai’s time, why don’t you just kill yourself?

Leaving all of social media was the only thing you could do to stop the messages. However, it did not stop the vandalism of your house. It was happening so often you barely had the energy to go out and clean it off anymore.

The final straw came when you called Amai in the middle of the night after someone shattered your window with a brick. “I’m so scared, I’m not even sure if I should go outside anymore. The note on the brick says the next one’s going through my head!” Sobbing, your free hand clutched at your torso to try and stop your body from trembling.

You could hear how pained he sounded even through the phone. “It’s going to be okay, I promise. I’m coming over, we’re getting you out of that place right now. Remember that secret penthouse I just bought? It shouldn’t have been mentioned to the media yet, you’ll live there for as long as it’s needed. Are you okay with that?” Shakily, you agreed with the plan as you began heading towards your room. “Good, I’ll be there in a few minutes. Just breathe, you’re going to get through this. I love you,” He told you.

“I love you too, Amai. Please get here as fast as you can.” You pleaded before saying your goodbyes and getting your things packed. Fiddling with the hem of your shirt, you glanced from out your front window, looking for any sign of movement. Then, a black car rolled up and you sighed in relief. Amai was finally here.

Cautiously, you opened the door and began making your way to the car when you heard a crack and felt liquid seeping down your shirt.

Someone had pelted an egg at you. They were about to chuck another one, but Amai was faster. He was already out of the car and crushing their wrist so hard they jolted at the sudden pain.

The hood the figure was wearing fell down to reveal a woman in her early twenties whimpering in pain. “Oh my god, Amai Mask is holding my wrist!” The shock seemed to have worn off on the woman as she began squealing like a teenager with a crush.

“And I’ll be breaking it if you don’t explain yourself this instant.” Amai growled, tightening his grip as the woman gasped in pain.

“Okay, okay! Listen, I’m just trying to look out for you. You’re spending way too much time on her and that time is wasted. I mean seriously, she’s nothing, I bet she’s not even a real fan of you like I am. You hardly pay any attention to your fans anymore and it’s all because of her!” She exclaimed, glaring holes into you.

You stood in confusion. All this hate and threats, were all because you were supposedly taking Amai’s attention away from him? You could barely believe what you were hearing. However, just as the anger built up in you, it quickly left as Amai took the woman and slammed her into a nearby wall.

You had never seen him so angry before in your life, but it wasn’t a brash, hot anger. It was calculated, cold and far more terrifying. He walked towards where she fell with rigid steps and picked her up by her hood. “You think you can threaten her, stalk her, and vandalise her home and herself because you’re not getting enough attention? What a pathetic excuse to become a criminal. You are the lowest of low.” He hissed, slamming her face in the wall which made you jump.

Quickly, you dashed over to him and grabbed him by the arm. “Amai stop, please! You’re going to kill her!” You exclaimed, looking over at the woman to see if she was even still alive. Her chest was rising up and down and you sighed in relief.

Meanwhile, Amai scoffed at your words. “And? I’m doing the world a favor getting rid of such a monster. She is in no way justified for her actions and I will see to it that she never commit such acts again.” His eyes were so cold as he spoke, it sent a shiver down your spine.

“Please, I know you Amai. Sure, I’m angry at her too, her and everyone else have been tormenting me, but she doesn’t deserve to die because of it! She may be a criminal, but she’s still a citizen, let the law take care of her.” You begged, tightening your grip on his arm and trying to get him to look at you.

Eventually, he did and he saw the fright in your eyes. His frown never let up but his gaze did become softer and he sighed. “You’re right, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to scare you.” Still, he lifted the woman up and she smiled as much as she could as she stared at him. “You disgust me. If you ever do this to my girlfriend again I will be taking each and every one of you to court and I will ensure that absolutely none of you will ever see my face or hers ever again. So go and tell your little group to never even look at my girlfriend again. Do you understand?” She seemed to have phased out and he shook her lightly, repeating his words.

When he got a nod, he let her go and she ran off into the night. Then, he held his hand out to you. “Just in case she doesn’t keep her word, I’m taking you to the penthouse anyway. Let me get your bags.” He said, already making his way towards them.

It wasn’t long before you both got into the car and he was helping you unpack at your new home. He kissed you goodnight, but just as he turned to leave, you caught him by the sleeve. “Could you stay with me tonight? After everything that just happened I really don’t want you to leave…” You trailed off as you looked towards the ground.

Amai only smiled at you as he picked you up in his arms. “But of course, anything for my lady.”

#One Punch Man #OPM #Amai Mask #Amai #Sweet mask #Amai mask one punch man #Amai x reader #Amai mask x reader #request #seriously tho this was so much fun

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cottonblush · 5 years

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model student | hrj

❧ word count: 2,568

❧ genre: fluff, humor

❧ notes: i really didn’t know what to title this but then i was like?? hey the reader is a model student bc they’re like a top student who tutors often and renjun is a literal model student so,,,, watch literally no one get my pun um we love that! also renjun is 500% visuals he could definitely be a model and if anyone disagrees they’re irrelevant:)

renjun really doesn’t want to take more time off of school since he’s already missed a lot

but he’s gaining more popularity in the model industry and doesn’t want to miss out on any opportunities

so after almost a month he’s done bunch of shoots and decides it’s time to go back to school

but when he gets back he’s kinda lost

ok maybe really lost

renjun likes to consider himself a pretty smart person but he’s having a hard time catching up

so his teacher says he’s assigning you as his tutor bc you’re one of the smartest students

and at first renjun is like,, no way josé i can handle this on my own

but then his chemistry teacher starts talking about the born-haber method and it’s at that moment he knows

he fucked up he desperately needs help

he’s supposed to meet you after school the next day and he’s lowkey nervous because,, what if you judge him or look down on him

but then he realizes he just doesn’t?? care what people think

so he gets to the library and at first he doesn’t see anyone so he’s like

gasp!! i’ve been played

but then he notices you sitting on a bean bag chair near a big window

you’re studying what seems to be calculus and you have earbuds in so you don’t hear him approach

just when renjun goes to tap your shoulder you take a sip of water

and end up spitting it out all over your textbook bc you really didn’t hear or see him coming

meanwhile renjun is just standing there wondering if he should apologize or like help clean up or something

and he’s about to ask if you need a napkin

when you jump up from your seat and turn to face him and

??? you smile at him

renjun is officially confused™

shouldn’t you be mad?? he made you ruin your textbook and those aren’t cheap

anyway you take your earbuds out and place your book on the floor and you say

“hi you must be renjun! i’m y/n!”

and renjun is like “ok but your book,, she dead”

you assure him that it’s totally fine it’s your own copy of the book anyway

so then yall sit down at a table after cleaning up the water

and then you clear your throat and ask what he needs help in

renjun tries to be nonchalant about it like “oh i mean i’ve kinda gone for a while but i’m sure i can catch up in no time”

but then his voice cracks in the middle of it and then he’s like!! oh shoot i look dumb

but you’re nice so you just don’t bring it up and decide to assure him

“ii think so too:))))) you seem like a rlly smart person”

renjun doesn’t know how but you seem to speak the language of smiles? and he’s mildly uncomfortable like how can you be this happy after a long day of school

anyway he decides to just explain his predicament and tell you about his modeling gigs and stuff

and once again you surprise him by not freaking out or acting different like most people do

you just nod and smile some more like you totally understand him

and the weird thing is?? it’s actually believable

like renjun really feels like you get him and he thinks to himself?? mayhaps yall could be friends

so you guys finally get to the studying part and you somehow manage to crack a joke every two seconds

even though they’re lame renjun laughs bc his grades sorta depend on you helping him

but once in a while you say something sorta funny and renjun loses it

and it’s weird bc you’re the first person he’s met that he feels comfortable around (other than his friends jeno, donghyuck, jaemin, chenle, and jisung)

anyway so you two cover a couple of subjects and before long the sky is dark and you’re like

oh shoot i gtg!!

and renjun is kinda worried you’ll be in trouble

but then you’re like

lol no it’s just that my cat likes to be fed at a certain time and if she doesn’t get her food she literally attacks me but it’s totally fine ahah living my best life

you and renjun decide to meet 3 times a week so that he can get caught up asap

and ofc renjun’s friends think he’s got a gf so one day they decide to stalk him and they follow him to a starbucks where you said you would meet

and they get out a newspaper and hats and sunglasses and everything

they really think they’re being super sneaky but

everyone is giving them weird looks

except you and renjun bc for once yall are?? actually studying? who would’ve guessed

anyway after about 2 minutes of staring at you two chenle gets bored and decides to confront you

so he gets up and he doesn’t even bother taking off the gigantic trench coat and sunglasses he’d been wearing

“dude are you just not gonna introduce me to your gf/bf i’m so offended,, i thought we were close i even binged the kung fu panda movies with you”

you and renjun look up and see this giant blob of a man(??) shaking his head disapprovingly and yall are just like,, whomstve?? do we know this chump?

and then chenle rolls his eyes and then takes off his disguise and renjun groans and rolls his eyes

“how did i not know it was you chenle,, first of all they’re not my gf/bf and second you’re the kung fu panda fan here are we just gonna ignore the fact that you collect all the figurines-”

ofc chenle ignores renjun and he turns to you and is like

“how do u even tolerate renjun ugh he can be so mean sometimes he’s basically my bully”

and you laugh and tell chenle that renjun isn’t that bad he’s actually kinda sweet sometimes

cue chenle going “oooooooooooooooooooh yall are totally dating”

renjun doesn’t even try to hide it when he kicks chenle in the shin

by now, the rest of renjun’s friends have given up on their disguises and are blatantly staring

and renjun notices them out of the corner of his eye

he drops his head in his textbook and just wants the earth to swallow him up

on the other hand you’re having a blast because renjun’s friends are a hoot!!

you guys have a lot in common and after 10 minutes you’ve already promised chenle see his figurine collection and you tell donghyuck that you’ll totally go sing karaoke with him

renjun is lowkey jealous so he reaches across the table and taps your hand and is like,, can we ditch uh-,, can we ditch

so then you tell the boys that you have to take care of your cat because it’s sick

and technically you’re not lying you do have to feed it

renjun stands up and is like,, dw i’ll walk u home so we can save ur cat!!

so you two grab your stuff and dash and it kinda has the boys suspicious but they’re dumb so they’re all thinking

omg i hope the cat is ok lets all go home and pray for it

anyway so now it’s just you and renjun walking down the street and watching the sun set

and renjun is mentally asking himself why he got jealous back at starbucks

he decides that he got to know you first so maybe he’s friend jealous?? yeah bc that’s totally a thing

and his mind also goes to this new offer he got from a photographer recently

he wasn’t going to take the job but now he figures when he gets back he’ll get to spend more time with you and for some reason that makes him rlly happy

so he tells you about it and is like

“you better be there to catch me up god knows i can’t count on the others”

and you laugh and say ofc you’ll help and you’re super excited for him bc it’s a shoot for a pretty well known brand

when renjun finishes his shoot he’s really excited bc he thinks it turned out amazing and he can’t wait to show you,, and of course the others too

so he gets home and he’s about to text you when he sees this notification for an article about him

it talks about how he’s just a generic teen who does the same poses over and over again and he doesn’t even look that good

and all of a sudden renjun just feels like he’s lost all confidence

it really isn’t like him he’s usually super confident and doesn’t care about what strangers think but

this review came from a famous fashion magazine and he really liked it but now?? not so much

he doesn’t reach out to anyone for a while

and after a couple days you know something’s up because you know he’s home from the shoot already

you go to visit him and you find out he locked himself in his room

and you knock and ask if you can come in but he doesn’t answer

so you just talk to him from outside and hope he’s listening

you start by saying you heard from his manager what happened and that he’s dumb for even caring about some random article

and then you rant about how he’s smart and funny and has pretty much everything going for him

and then last but not least you’re like

“you’re someone i and a lot of other people look up to a lot and i rlly want to see you smile again bc it’s lowkey gorgeous and you’re lowkey gorgeous but anyway”

you figure you’ve said enough so you skedaddle!! and uh usain bolt can step aside bc you’re pretty sure you’ve set a new world record

all this time you’re freaking out bc you have no idea where all of that ‘ur so gorgeous’ talk came from

probably out of your left buttcheek you’re literally so flustered

and renjun is just thinking about what you said and he doesn’t know why but,,, he can’t,, stop smiling

those negative thoughts? poof gone. insecurities? whomst.

ok so a few days pass by and renjun finally goes back to school

and it’s lunch time

and renjun is nervous to see you but he still doesn’t know why

and you’re nervous to see him bc you think you made yourself sound dumb the other day

so you try to distract yourself by talking to jaemin about some gossip you two heard

but then in your peripheral vision you see renjun enter the cafeteria and your heart!! stops

and you still don’t know why but your heart is like all tingly

as renjun approaches it hits you like a brick,,, you like renjun!!!!

snap crackle pop you rlly like this dude!

so you get up mid sentence and you run up to him and you just smile and say “you’re back i missed you:))”

and he says he missed you too and he missed your smiles

and then you’re like “haha that’s nice um wanna go on a date some time,, wow is that a bird in chenle’s hair i should go bye”

renjun is like “wait what did you say” but you’re already: gone

and he runs after you and makes it to the lunch table and you’re sitting there with your face in your hands bc you think you’ve just screwed it up

so he sits down next to you and gently takes your hands away and like just holds them in his and the size difference is so cute bc compared to his hands yours are so tiny!!

at this point the rest of the boys have gone quiet and are staring and chenle is about to interrupt and say something dumb but jeno shuts him up by shoving some ramen down his throat

and he senses the atmosphere (perhaps he’s been binge watching the bachelorette and love island in private so he knows what’s up) and somehow grabs all the other boys and drags them away

as he’s leaving jeno does like a salute in renjun’s direction bc he’s got his bro’s back but

renjun is too busy rn

trying to get you to look at him

also jeno is now pouting bc he really wanted it to be this whole cool scene where he and renjun saluted each other or did some like secret code but,, it’s totally fine:(

anyway so here you are face as red as the chilies in the popeye’s red stick chicken advertisement

you’re just like

why did i say that why did i say that wHY DID I SAY THAT

but then renjun is like

“hey y/n i’d really like to go on a date with you if you could maybe breath first tho”

and you’re like

“…………………………wait what”

“yeah i actually think you’re really cool and i’ve sorta had a crush on you for a while”

“…………………………wait wHAt”

“istg if you say that one more time i’m leaving”

“nono uh i mean are you sure you like me?? i’m not that special or anything”

renjun then hits you on the head and assures you that to him, you’re the most special and beautiful and perfect

and you’re like

uwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwu

“that’s cute aw so glad i have a recording of it”

and renjun stops and says “um recording?? whom-”

“sweetie it’s called acting now ii have something to blackmail you with if you’re ever rude to me”

and then you pull out your phone from your pocket and you stop the voice memo app and save the recording as

'bf’s confession uwu’

and then renjun chases you for the rest of lunch trying to delete the recording and you’re laughing rlly loud and disturbing everyone but

you guys don’t care bc you’re too happy

and tbh everyone thinks you’re a cute couple

like jealous classmates? no how about supportive ones who ship you and write fanfics for yall

it’s cute how renjun can get flustered by some of the stories that get written about you two

and he has to try and keep his 'idc’ façade up but it never works

anyway the point is yall are basically perfect for each other

catch you two on campus at the tuck shop buying snacks for each other

or walking home together

or finding cute lil restaurants to eat at

eventually your relationship goes public and like

at first you get a bit of hate bc some of renjun’s fans are protective

but then they realize you’re a literal squish and then all of renjun’s supporters turn on him and are like

“istg if you hurt y/n i’ll kill you idc how gorgeous you are”

and honestly you love it and you rub it in his face like all the time

“hah maybe i should be the famous one it seems like they like me more”

“shut up or i’ll make chenle do his dolphin laugh every time you try to sleep”

“lol nice try we’re kung fu panda buddies there’s no tearing us apart”

perhaps renjun hates you but at the end of the day he can’t see himself living without you

so it’s all good

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yoonohnct · 6 years

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What NCT 2018 Would Call You (all members!)

I think the members would likely use terms of endearment from whatever language you predominantly spoke with each other, or really any of the languages they speak. I included some Korean terms because I can speak Korean and feel comfortable using it lol.

Taeil: Darling/Dear - Taeil seems kind of classic to me, and for some reason can remind me of an old soul LOL. I think these terms would be perfect for him because they aren’t over the top, and embody both an element of being sweet, but also have an old-fashioned vibe. I don’t think Taeil would use terms of endearment too often for fear of them losing their effect. He would probably use these when you were just relaxing together.

“Darling, would you mind passing me the remote?”

Johnny: Babe/Love/Sugarplum - I’m all over the place with Johnny boy. The term of endearment he would use would really depend on how he wanted to make you feel. Babe shows a more flirty, American bro-y side. Love would typically be reserved for special, sentimental moments like if you were dancing or when he was saying goodnight over the phone from another country. Sugarplum is so funny to me and would probably be used when he wants to joke around and tease you with his cheesiness.

“Are you busy tomorrow babe?”

“Sweet dreams love.”

“What’s crack-a-lackin’ sugarplum?”

Taeyong: 자기야/여보 (Jagiya/Yeobo) - I think Taeyong is a very sweet, affectionate person. I also see him as being a very typical Korean (in terms of style, culture, thinking etc.) So I think these very adorable Korean terms of endearment would be perfect (they’re similar to saying “honey”). They’re very commonly used amongst couples in Korea, and would immediately become his go to. He would love using them to refer to you so you’re always reminded that you’re his.

“What should I make for dinner tonight yeobo?”

Yuta: Sweet cheeks - He 100% seems like he would use this type of name lol. I just picture the type of guy who would say this as being a cocky mf very self-assured haha. You would have to be to use something so cringe,. He would use it mostly when he was feeling a bit frisky or extra confident, like right when he would come off stage. If he wanted to be more sweet, I think he would still use this name (it’s his fave!!) but he would say it more softly, almost whispering it.

“So how much did you love watching me perform this time sweet cheeks?”

Kun: Princess - Honestly I think Kun is one of the sweetest, most kind, gentle humans lol. Like he is so soft and cute omg. I think he would literally treat his gf like they hung the moon, and would want to give her the world. So oc he would treat her like royalty, which is why a name like princess is so fitting. Princess can sort of be demeaning at times but the way Kun would deliver it (like how he looks at you when he says it omg) would 110% be from a place of love.

“How was your day princess?”

Doyoung: 바보 (Babo) - GUYS. I’m sure many of you know “babo” means “idiot/stupid”and I die because Doyoung would definitely have the type of relationship where you guys are both super witty and smart and always trying to one-up each other. You would insult each other but sort of affectionately? He would say this with the biggest smile and then do something cute like ruffle your hair or throw his arm around your shoulders and give you a little squeeze. At times, he would also use it to pretend he was offended or hurt to get a reaction out of you, and would probably dramatically place his hand over his heart and would pretend to gasp in shock lol.

“Hey babo, why didn’t you reply to my text this morning?!”

Ten: Sexy/Bae - Ten’s nothing if not confident lol. But unlike Yuta, I don’t think Ten is super sexual. He just doesn’t have any qualms about expressing how attracted to you he is, whether it be physically or personality-wise. He also seems like he’s very proud of his English, especially when he knows slang or stuff you may not learn in school so he’d be into using those types of pet-names for you. They’re silly and fun, but also a little possessive.

“Can you make it to my dance practice tomorrow sexy?”

Jaehyun: Angel/Sunshine - These terms to me are used when someone is just completely in love and in awe of who they are with. And let’s be honest, Jaehyun is an angel/sunshine personified? I think for Jae to date someone, he would have to truly believe in his feelings. He would look at you like you were too perfect to be from earth, aka you’re an angel from the heavens. He would just look you dead in the eyes and say something super sweet and you would be putty in his hands because you felt exactly the same about him.

“You look cold angel. Do you want my hoodie?”

Winwin: Sweetie/Sweetheart - Winwin is so cute, and I think he would want to give you a nickname that reflects what a special role you have in his life. You are sweet, caring and bring a light to his life which probably isn’t always rosy because of his lifestyle! I can see him using sweethart pretty often, basically finishing all his thoughts with it. He would use it so often he might even forget your actual name.

“We have to get ice cream after our dinner date sweetheart!”

Jungwoo: Kitten - Jungwoo to me sort of shows duality - sometimes he’s super soft and cute, but sometimes he’s a bit more flirty and confident (but not over the top). I think this nickname is perfect because it’s adorable and fluffy, but also doesn’t seem to deep like “darling.” Ultimately Jungwoo is a shy boy so I think he would reserve any pet-names for when it was just the two of you. Just imagine him calling you kitten in his soft voice omg.

“Kitten, did I do a good job in our performance last night?“

Lucas: Gorgeous/Beautiful/Hottie - This guy though. He would be his gf’s ULTIMATE hype man. I think someone like Lucas is confident enough to know he could score the most attractive girls, but would care more about someone’s personality. He is super sweet and would want his girlfriend to feel beautiful, confident, reassured and loved regardless of how she compared to society’s beauty standards. He would definitely YELL these names in his typical Lucas voice to embarrassingly hype you up regardless of who was around, or he would just use them when he was feeling particularly cutesy or felt like you needed a boost.

“DAMN HOTTIE, YOU LOOK SO FINE!”

“I love you beautiful. I’m so happy I got to see you today.”

Mark: Babe/Baby - Mark is kind of swaggy and for some reason these just seem like something a cool dude would call his girl (even though they sort of make me cringe lol). They’re also very commonly used in North America. I think he would mostly just use your name around the other members, but I can see him shyly using these terms when it was just you guys, especially in more sentimental moments.

“It’s so good to finally see you. I’ve missed you so much baby.”

Renjun: Cutie - I think Renjun would want to call you this because amongst NCT, he’s always sort of portrayed as cute and quiet (even though we know he has a very witty side) so he would like to project that and have you be the cute one in your relationship! He wouldn’t use it too often, but it would probably come out when he was saying hi, really missing you, or when you actually did/said something he thought was cute and he wanted to call you out for it!

*you trip when you’re walking together* “You’re so clumsy, cutie!”

Jeno: Honey - I think honey is just the right amount of mushy to be cute, but not cheesy. When I think of someone using it, I picture a guy who is gentlemanly and kind, but has a clear role in the relationship as a strong, masculine person. That to me is Jeno! I think he would try out a bunch of different nicknames for you, but ultimately settle on this one when he realizes it makes you blush the most. He would definitely use it regardless of who was around!

“Honey, come join us all for a movie at the dorm!”

Haechan: Girlfriend/Wifey - These can either be cute names, or very possessive names. And I think Haechan would use it more as the latter. He is just SO happy that you are his and he wants everyone to know. Like he will literally yell “HEY GIRLFRIEND!” at you from down the hallway at SM just so everyone around knows you’re together. And he doesn’t just use it when speaking to you; he will literally refer to you in conversations with other people as girlfriend or wifey.

*to his hyungs* “See you guys later! Wifey and I have a date tonight!”

Jaemin: Baby Girl/Doll - We all know Jaemin is the ult flirt, and to me, these are VERY flirty nicknames. I feel like someone who uses these terms is very sure in his masculinity. Kind of like he wants to be the dominant one but not in the sense that he wants power over his girl. It’s more like he wants to provide for and protect her. His tone would really really determine whether his intention was to come across as more manly or suggestive.

slings his arm around her shoulders* “Happy to see me baby girl?”

Chenle: Pumpkin - Similar to Johnny using sugarplum, I feel like Chenle would use a term of endearment that is super playful and teasing. It’s so silly and you would clap back by pretending like you hated it, but really, he knew you loved it. I don’t see him using it all the time, but I think he would pull it out when you were feeling a bit down, or maybe when he was trying to annoy you until you’d do what he wanted. He would also use it when he was in a really good mood!

“So pumpkin… Since I got lunch, you’re treating me to coffee later, right?”

Jisung: Y/N - LOL. To be honest, I just see Jisung as super shy with girls (which might change with age!!). Even if he wanted to, I don’t think he would feel comfortable using something other than your name until you had been together for a while and were very sure of each other and the relationship. Occasionally, a term of endearment might slip out but he would probably get flustered and try to act like it didn’t happen. He wouldn’t want you to think he was weird or cheesy or something.

“So sweetie I MEAN Y/N OMG… ANYWAYS WHICH MOVIE DID YOU WANT TO SEE AGAIN?”

Excuse me while I go cry because when will any guy call me one of these names, let alone a member of NCT haha. But real talk, I had so much fun writing this and I really hope you guys enjoyed it!! Ngl, it wasn’t easy coming up with 18 different terms of endearment that fit to each of the members, but I’m happy with how it turned out! Feel free to leave me feedback or requests. I love getting messages from you guys!

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artificialqueens · 7 years

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More Than You Know, Ch 1 (Trixya) - Joanne Elizabeth

Summary: “When has it ever worked out well for the LA lesbian to lie to her conservative mother in the midwest about a fake woman?” Trixie and her girlfriend are invited back to Wisconsin for her sister’s wedding… Except Trixie doesn’t actually have a girlfriend. She does, however, have a best friend who will do anything for her.

AN: I started this fic in the middle and have been adding in random scenes as motivation strikes. It’s finally big enough to start sharing!

“Oh, and Trixie?” Maggie, Trixie’s sister stopped her as Trixie was trying to end the phone call, “Mom told me about your girlfriend. She’s more than welcome to come. Seriously, I know you, and I know you’re worried about it, but I’d really like if she came. All the other bridesmaids will bring their partners, and no one will blink an eye at her.”

“Oh! Uh, I mean, she’s probably, um, busy?” Trixie stuttered, heart in her throat. Maggie knew about the girlfriend too? How many people had her mother told? This was getting out of hand.

“Trix, please,” Maggie whined, “I want you to feel comfortable around me and Ryan. Part of that is bringing your girlfriend to the wedding. It would mean a lot to me, and everyone else, to see you happy. You deserve to be happy.”

“I’ll ask her,” Trixie sighed, “But seriously, I’m in the parking lot. I gotta go.”

“Okay, I’m taking that as a yes and adding her to the seating chart!” Maggie made kissy noises into the phone before hanging up.

“Fuck.” Trixie let her head fall to the steering wheel.

“I’m screwed, I’m screwed, I’m screwed,” Trixie chanted while washing her hands in the sink next to Kim, her best work friend.

“What’s wrong?”

“My sister wants me to bring my girlfriend to her wedding,” Trixie groaned. She slipped the black apron around her waist, rummaging through the pockets to make sure her tools were there.

“What girlfriend? What? Have you been hiding something from me?” Kim stepped towards her, her big ballooning skirt pushing into Trixie’s space.

“I haven’t been hiding anything from you,” Trixie began, taking a deep breath, “But I may have lied to my mother about having a girlfriend and apparently now my whole family thinks I’m in a serious relationship.” Kim’s jaw dropped, but her lips twisted into a smile.

“What kind of romcom juice have you been sipping?” Kim laughed, “When has it ever worked out well for the LA lesbian to lie to her conservative mother in the midwest about a fake woman?”

“Okay, I definitely haven’t seen that movie.” Trixie shoved her aside and walked towards the main floor of the shop.

“So what are you going to do? Craiglist a date? Tell them she died?” Kim was still trailing after her, despite having passed her station.

“I don’t know, Kim!” Trixie barely restrained herself from snapping, “Can we just work for a second while I think about this?” Kim’s narrow eyes went even more narrow.

“You are not getting off the hook with this. I’ll see you at lunch.” She turned and marched back to her station. Trixie sighed and snapped the lights on at her station before checking the ipad on the stand for her first appointment. She didn’t have anyone for another half hour, so she snuck her phone from the pocket of her apron and pulled up her messages

Trixie: Mother, I’m pushing my friends away againnn.

Katya: I’m still here, Barbara. What’s going on?

Trixie: I snapped at Kim because she kept asking me questions. Also, this might be the worst day of my life. So, if I finally bite the bullet, make sure Kim does my makeup for the funeral. You’re not allowed to pick out my dress but please help yourself to my wardrobe after I’m gone. Lord knows you need it.

Katya: What’s wrong mama? I’m booked all day, but we can go to ice cream tonight if you want.

Trixie: It’s literally the world’s longest story. Ice cream does sound good though. Eight?

Katya: See you then. And remember, Jesus doesn’t exist and his love for you wouldn’t brighten your day anyway. But I do and I love you.

Trixie: xoxo

Trixie smiled surreptitiously at her phone before pocketing it. Katya never failed to make her laugh. Which was probably one of the reasons she found herself in this predicament. She groaned and threw her body into the chair, waiting for her client.

Lunch snuck up on Trixie, and before she realized, Kim was hovering beside her station with expectant eyes.

“Chipotle?” Trixie suggested, with the grim resignation that she wasn’t going to get out of this conversation. Kim nodded and extended her elbow. Together, they breezed through the doors of their shop, across the shopping center lot, and ordered their food, swapping stories about their clients from the morning.

“Okay, enough distraction, Mattel,” Kim said, mouth full of food.

“Fine,” Trixie groaned, “So I let my mother think that I had a girlfriend, because she was really worried about me being lonely and dying surrounded by cats. But I didn’t start the lie! It just sort of snowballed from assumptions she’d made, and by the time I realized what she was assuming, I couldn’t, like, correct her because she was really happy for me. And she’s never been supportive of my relationships or sexuality and I couldn’t help it! So fine, I’ve let it go on for too long and now my whole family must think I’m dating someone and I am expected to bring her to the wedding in a few weeks, and I’m going to die of embarrassment either way.”

Kim’s burrito was frozen halfway to her mouth. Trixie slurped loudly on her drink, waiting on a reaction. Kim merely laid down her burrito, daintily wiped her hands on a napkin, and extended one across the table to grasp at Trixie’s.

“Your mom will not think you are going to die alone if you tell her you dumped this girl. Or that, like, she can’t get off work.”

“That’s the problem, she knows she’d get off work.” Trixie saw Kim do a double-take as she blurted that out.

“What do you mean? Did you make up a job too?” Kim went back for her burrito, laughing slightly.

“No, she’s,” Trixie paused, “Fuck, Kim. She thinks my girlfriend is Katya.” Trixie was so distraught that she couldn’t even muster a laugh as Kim dropped her burrito onto the table.

“What? Trixie, what?” Kim stared at her incredulously.

“I didn’t tell her we were dating!” Trixie practically shouted, “I didn’t even realize she thought that until a few months ago! She just like, saw pictures of us and heard me talking about her and just assumed!” Kim burst into hysterical giggles. Trixie reached across the table to slap her on the arm.

“Ow, stop.” Kim’s giggles died down. “So, what now?”

“I guess I either ask Katya to go with me, or say we broke up. Even though the only reason my mom thought we were together was social media, so it probably wouldn’t even work.” Trixie picked through her burrito bowl, spearing the black beans on her fork.

“Trixie, why don’t you just tell them she can’t come?” Kim said slowly, as if trying to speak to a child. Trixie shrugged and continued to poke at her food.

“Do you want her to go?” Kim gasped, “Oh my god you want her to go!”

“Shut up!” Trixie’s face was screwed into a scowl, “Not like that. I just… I want my mom to be happy.” Kim leaned forward to hear the last part, because Trixie was muttering.

“So ask her,” Kim shrugged, “She’d probably rob a bank for you - a trip to Wisconsin can’t be that bad.”

“But that’s so weird! Come be my fake girlfriend and hold my hand in front of my homophobic family even though we are very platonically not dating.”

“Mmm, would we say very platonically though?” Kim teased. Trixie huffed and stood to throw her trash away.

“C’mon, I have a two o’clock, so I need to get back.”

Trixie waited at their table of the ice cream shop’s patio that they had gleefully discovered was exactly the same distance from both of their apartments. She had considered ordering Katya’s usual, but knew the girl would more than likely be late. Trixie played around on her phone while she waited, uploading an outfit picture she had taken this morning to Instagram and decidedly ignoring her sister’s text of “Is your gf veg too? Making a final count for dinner :)”

“Hello you gorgeous, angelic, polite and well-adjusted woman,” Katya called, still on the corner of the block. Trixie giggled and tucked her phone into the pocket of her shorts. Katya had on a black scuba skirt and a slinky white collared shirt. Trixie guessed that she had come straight from the art gallery.

“Bad day?” Trixie guessed, as Katya immediately slumped into her arms.

“Why can’t people just be nice?” Katya mumbled into Trixie’s shoulder. “You smell different.” She pulled back to look at her. Trixie watched as the blue eyes darted around her face and hair, which she’d pulled into a side ponytail to get it off her neck on the summer evening.

“New clothes smell,” Trixie grinned, spinning to model her shirt. It was just a simple pale pink crew neck, but the fabric was so soft that Trixie had to get it when she saw it.

“C’mon, I need the processed sugar before we mutually rant about how everyone on this planet sucks except for the two of us,” Katya stated, interlacing her fingers with Trixie’s and pulling her inside.

Trixie insisted on paying for Katya’s (one scoop of birthday cake in a waffle cone coated in chocolate and sprinkles because “It’s always someone’s birthday, Trixie”) and her own (a strawberry milkshake that, no, she didn’t just get because it was pink, thankyouverymuch) orders. They took them to the patio where the sun was still hanging on in the horizon, staining the sky bright orange and light pink.

“You first,” Katya said, cheersing Trixie’s cup to her cone.

“No, I want to hear about your day. My stuff can come after,” Trixie insisted, leaning forward on her elbow to fully immerse herself in the art of Katya’s storytelling.

“It’s nothing really, I’m trying to leave all that stuff at the door, because it doesn’t matter, y’know? Like the only thing that matters when I’m there is my art, but I worry that my people skills at the desk will affect how people perceive my art, so then I sit there anxious all day, and ruin every interaction I have with people, and it is a cycle. But I’m leaving it at the door.” Katya shook her blonde hair wildly, as if freeing the thoughts from the tangles.

Trixie made a sound of compassion, lips tight around her straw. Katya laughed, throwing her head back.

“Whatever, mama. Seriously, I’m a lot happier now that I’m away from that place.” Katya lightly kicked her foot against Trixie’s shin. “So what’s got you so bad that you’re willing away your closet to me?” Trixie sighed, setting her cup down. She had decided with Kim that she would ask Katya, but now that it was time, she couldn’t calm her racing heart down to get the words out.

“Well, my mom might think that I have a girlfriend, even though I clearly don’t,” Trixie said slowly, eyes glued to the table.

“Uh huh,” Katya encouraged.

“And with Maggie’s wedding, they want me to bring her,” Trixie continued. Katya nodded sagely. “But, uh, she doesn’t…”

“Exist?” Katya finished.

“Exactly.” Trixie looked up cautiously at Katya. She was chasing drips of ice cream around the cone, lapping like a dog, but she was listening intently.

“And um,” Trixie ripped up a napkin in her lap, “I know it’s dumb, but I want to make my mom think I’m happy out here, so I told-”

“Do you want me to come? I could easily get off work,” Katya interrupted, leaning forward, “It’ll be fun! I could meet your family! We could milk cows and pick corn from the thingie and eat it and wear overalls with no shoes!”

“Oh my god,” Trixie laughed, “I’m not that country, thank you very much.”

“Seriously, if it means that much to you,” Katya was suddenly serious, grabbing Trixie’s hand, “I’d go with you.”

“Uh,” Trixie wasn’t sure how to continue, “You would?”

“Of course! Trix, you’re my best friend. I’d do anything for you.” Katya’s thumb was still stroking Trixie’s hand.

“Uh, okay,” Trixie clapped her hands together, successfully dislodging Katya’s from her own, “Well, I’d really appreciate it. It’s not for like, another month.”

“Do you need me to do anything? Change anything on facebook?” Katya asked.

“No, that’d just confuse our friends, please don’t,” Trixie rushed. “I don’t think you need to do anything, except for like, come on that weekend.”

“Deal. I’m buying overalls.” Trixie groaned.

“Trixie, I’m having a crisis. A clothing crisis,” Katya’s voice rang through the speaker. They’d successfully avoided talk of the wedding until just yesterday when Katya had a meltdown at the idea of meeting Trixie’s family.

“Katya, I don’t know what to tell you.” Trixie juggled her phone between the red bull can and her purse strap, digging for her keys. “All of the pictures you sent me were fine. There’s not really time to go shopping. Just bring clothes and wear them.”

“I want to make a good first impression!”

“You know you’re not really my girlfriend and this does not affect our relationship, right?” Trixie dropped her bag on her kitchen table and listened to the other line - silence.

“But they don’t know that!” Katya finally replied. Trixie shot the rest of her red bull back.

“You want me to come over, don’t you?” Her eyes flitted around the apartment to be sure she’d completed her own to do list before she went to help Katya with hers. Bags packed, plants slightly over watered, dishes done, trash taken out - she was good.

“Please mama,” Katya whimpered. Trixie sighed and grabbed her purse off the table again.

“Order pizza, I’ll pick it up on the way.”

At Katya’s, there were clothes strewn everywhere. Her suitcase was lying open on the coffee table, and Lana Del Rey was playing loudly from the bedroom. Trixie pushed aside a brightly colored dress on the kitchen table to put the pizza down.

“You’re aware our flight leaves in like twelve hours, right?” Trixie called.

“Crisis!” Katya responded. Trixie laughed and brought a piece of pizza into Katya’s room.

“You don’t have to change anything. Just maybe leave the eyeball necklace behind, and I don’t care what you bring,” Trixie assured.

“You haven’t seen me in nice clothes! What if you hate it? What if your sister doesn’t let me in at the church?” Katya was spiralling, which wasn’t new to Trixie. Trixie held the pizza out to Katya, who began frantically chewing on a bite.

“First of all, it’s not in a church, so we won’t have to worry about you catching fire. Secondly, I’ve seen you in some fucked up outfits, but it’s not that hard to put together a few good ones. I’m here to help, but I need to either focus on your clothes or the crazy, I can’t do both.” Katya nodded silently and took a seat on the floor.

Trixie began rooting through the piles Katya had made on her bed.

“Like, realistically, you’re a lesbian artist and yoga instructor, they’re expecting eccentric. It’s fine.” I’m a Barbie girl in a Barbie world echoed in from the kitchen “Christ, would you go get that?”

Katya came back in holding the now silent phone gingerly on her palm. “Your mother called.”

“Why didn’t you answer it?” Katya cut her a panicked look. “Oh my god, you’re meeting her tomorrow.” Trixie snatched the phone and hit redial, going back to her task of folding a dress neatly.

“Hi mom, sorry, Katya was too nervous to answer the phone for me,” Trixie teased, her tongue poking through her teeth slightly. Katya mouthed “what the fuck” at her.

“Hey, I’m going to forward you the email about the hotel, but I wanted to update you,” Trixie’s mom said over the phone, “Maggie is going to pick you up instead. I’ll be busy at the house.“

“Okay, cool,” Trixie shrugged, “I’ll send her the flight info then.” She held up a strappy red dress to Katya, who immediately shook her head no.

“Why not?” Trixie whispered, over her mother’s story about a dress fitting.

“It’s too slutty!” Katya whispered back.

“I like it when you’re slutty!” Trixie insisted, a bit too loudly.

“Well, Trix, sounds like you’re busy with Katya,” her mother laughed. Katya slapped her hand to her forehead in a way that made Trixie laugh even harder than she was at her mom.

“Yeah, I came over to help her pack,” Trixie explained. Katya snatched the red dress and threw it into the depths of her closet.

“Don’t stay up too late! Robert is planning on barbecuing tomorrow night for a little welcome home party.”

“No worries, I’ll probably head home in half an hour,” Trixie assured, tucking the phone between her shoulder so that she could hold up a skirt and shirt combo to Katya, who nodded.

“Oh, I would have thought you’d be staying there,” Trixie’s mom trailed off. Trixie’s eyebrows raised in alarm. Was her mother insinuating that she’d approve of her sleeping with Katya?

“Nope,” Trixie said awkwardly. Then, pulling the phone away from her mouth, “Where’s that tuxedo looking thing? I like it.”

“Butch realness,” Katya teased, turning towards her closet.

“Alright, well I will see you tomorrow night!” Trixie’s mom chirped, “I’m looking forward to it. I can’t remember the last time we talked this often.”

“Probably when I lived there,” Trixie spat before thinking, “Sorry, I’m looking forward to it too. I gotta go help Katya though. Love you.”

“I love you too, Trixie.” She sighed and tossed the phone on the bed.

“You okay?” Katya asked, offering the shirt she’d asked for.

“Does it make me a bad person if I don’t actually like most of my family?” Trixie gritted her teeth.

“No, that makes you a normal lesbian,” Katya giggled.

"Like, I love my mom, and everyone else I guess. I’m just not used to interacting with them?” Katya made a sympathetic noise and pulled Trixie in for a hug.

“Whatever, it’s fine, go find some shoes to go with that navy dress,” Trixie pushed her off, going back to business, ignoring the way her skin tingled where Katya had touched her.

Within 45 minutes, Katya was fully packed, the pizza was gone, and Trixie was yawning.

“Listen, you have to be at my apartment by 9:30 tomorrow,” Trixie reminded her as Katya lightly pushed her to the door.

“I know, mom,” Katya sighed, “I won’t be late.”

“And I mean it, don’t bring weed in your suitcase. They totally have dogs for that.”

“Okay mom, bye.”

“Bye girlfriend,” Trixie teased, kissing her hand with a smack.

#trixya #joanne elizabeth #lesbian au #more than you know #fake relationship #rpdr fanfiction #trixie mattel #katya zamolodchikova

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sapphicscholar · 7 years

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Adored your post w/head scratching as a fight ender. Could you do a short with this idea for one of your pairings/groupings? Maybe Supercorp (thought I'm not sure what they'd fight about?) Maybe Kara tells Alex it works and she tries it with Director Sanvers on one of her gfs is just like o_O wat are you doing?

Hi, dear, I posted your chapter on AO3 here!

[Refers to this post: https://sapphicscholarwrites.tumblr.com/post/165150100055/catanacomics-times-i-want-you-to-scratch-my]

A/N: Because last time T on AO3 pointed out that I should let my girlfriend’s prompts skip the line (and she admitted that this anonymous prompt was actually hers submitted while I was down in the gym)…you get this fluffy fic faster than usual bc apparently I’m whipped (and may or may not have been promised head scratches in return for a fast turnaround)

So…the promised smutty chapter is coming in just a day or two, but that one required rewatching JDT’s “Pony” dance a few times…for research, obviously for research (very professional and such)

Chapter Text

“Your feet are so cold,” Kara huffed as Alex wriggled her toes under Kara’s legs. The cold didn’t affect her, but she wouldn’t be a good little sister if she didn’t complain.

“Shh, you’re a human furnace. Just warm them up for one minute?”

“Ugh, fine,” Kara relented, stealing back the carton of ice cream from Alex in retaliation. Now that they were caught up on Homeland she could devote all of her attention to finding the brownie bites still left in the carton. “So how are the girlfriends?” she asked between mouthfuls of chewy brownie.

“Good, good. All the performance evaluations at the DEO are due next week, so Lucy’s been a little…snippy recently. But it’s fine; we know it’ll be over soon enough.”

“Oh gosh, you know what is, like, a guaranteed way to end fights with your girlfriend?”

“Wait, are you admitting that you and Lena fight?” Alex gasped. Kara always gave her such shit for how much she and Maggie and Lucy bickered. It was, for the most part, fairly good-natured, their own way of showing each other that they cared without being overly sentimental about it. But next to Kara and Lena, who seemed to play the part of the perfect, well-mannered couple…well, the contrast became a bit obvious.

“I wouldn’t call it fighting…”

“But you just did.”

“Hmm, I’m choosing to remove myself from this narrative.”

Rolling her eyes, Alex figured she might as well forge ahead: “Did you fight about kale? Did you tell her you got her a green juice and then hand her a mint chocolate chip ice cream shake again?”

“That was one time!” Kara huffed. “How was I supposed to know someone would be excited about drinking something made of kale and broccoli and cucumbers?” She shuddered at the memory of being forced to try one. Lena might have been able to get her to enjoy sweet potato fries, but the rest was a step too far.

“Yes, yes, so are you going to tell me about this miracle cure for fighting or will I only learn after three easy payments of $29.99?”

“You’re so funny,” Kara deadpanned. “But since you’re my sister…I guess I can tell you even though you’re rude.”

“You love me.”

“Despite the rudeness.”

“Definitely because of it.”

“This is why you bicker so much with your girlfriends.”

“Eh,” Alex shrugged. “We work.”

“Yes, yes, you’re all very cute together, even with the sarcastic comments and short jokes.”

“Thank you. Now tell me your magic trick.”

“Head scratches.”

“Excuse me? They’re not dogs.”

“I’m not suggesting you scratch their ears, Alex,” Kara huffed. “C’mon, remember when I was first getting used to being close to people and you would tickle my back?”

“Yeah, I’m not saying it’s not nice! I’m just saying, it’s something you do when you’re already all in a good mood together, like if you’re cuddling to watch a movie or go to bed or something.” Alex shook her head at just how far she’d come. If someone asked her a year or two ago where her life might be today, her answer would probably have involved a lot about the DEO, a few references to time spent with Kara, maybe some of Kara’s friends too. But to think that she’d have a girlfriend? That she’d have two girlfriends? That she would have learned to not simply tolerate intimacy but to crave it, even in the most banal of circumstances—a simple touch of hands while walking down the street, an arm looped around her waist while she poured her coffee, two quick kisses before they all headed out each morning for dangerous jobs—well, that would have been simply unthinkable.

“No, I get it, but trust me, it works! It was like a pause button or something. We were sitting next to each other, and she was a bit annoyed because I maybe…well, it doesn’t matter.”

“What’d you do?” Alex asked, narrowing her eyes as she tried to figure out exactly which of Kara’s guilty looks was playing about her face today. It didn’t look like the “I forgot my strength and broke something expensive look,” especially since Lena was rarely mad about things that were replaceable. It was sort of close to her “I ate the last of something delicious and feel bad because someone was mad but not bad enough to regret my choices” look, but something was…off about it.

“Um, I ripped her bra in half…for the third day in a row.”

“Ah,” Alex sighed, rolling her eyes and feeling rather lucky that the only time she’d had to repair any clothing after sex was once when Maggie had overenthusiastically ripped at a silk blouse, popping off half the buttons. “So she was mad but not that mad.”

“Oh…no, she was pretty mad. Did you know she only wears La Perla? And holy cow, Alex, have you seen how much they charge for a pair of underwear? It’s like…like, they better be made of gold or something! Or bulletproof. Or really comfortable…”

“Okay, okay, so moderately mad,” Alex conceded.

“Anyway, we were sitting next to each other on the couch, and she was venting, and I just leaned over and started running my fingers through her hair because I know she likes it. And suddenly…poof, the conversation just stopped! She sort of closed her eyes and relaxed and it was like she couldn’t even remember why she was mad.”

“And you don’t think that’s…bad for your relationship do you?”

“No, I mean, it’s not like with Mon-El, if that’s what you’re asking. Because I still remember why she was mad, and I know to be better going forward. But I didn’t have to hear the lecture, and I made her happy, so win-win!”

“Huh…I don’t know.”

“Trust me!”

—

And Alex figured it wouldn’t hurt to try Kara’s advice. After all, this was hardly a fight worth having. Lucy was just in a bad mood because several departments were late about turning in their performance reviews, so she’d been stuck at the office far too long after skipping her lunch break for a meeting, and she’d taken it out on her girlfriends, snapping at them for being distracting when she needed to work from home because there “aren’t enough hours in the day, and you two don’t have to be so loud when you make out!”

So Alex slipped in behind Lucy at her desk and apologized in a soft whisper, careful not to disturb her anymore. But while Lucy continued ranting about incompetence and no one letting her get any work done in the office or at home, Alex leaned forward and ran her fingers through Lucy’s hair, scratching lightly the way she knew Lucy liked when she curled up on the couch, her head in Alex’s lap and her hands resting on Maggie’s thighs.

“What the fuck?” Lucy asked, admittedly getting sufficiently distracted to stop muttering about how loud her girlfriends were.

“Um…is this not helping?”

“Helping what? You’re just messing up my hair.”

“Oh, I, uh, I thought it would help you relax…”

“Why would that be?”

“Ooh do mine instead!” Maggie yelled from across the apartment, bouncing slightly on their bed as she grinned at Alex. “If she doesn’t appreciate it, she shouldn’t get to enjoy your magic hands.”

“I didn’t say I don’t enjoy Alex’s hands,” Lucy huffed, “but they were a surprise.”

“Yeah, right, sorry,” Alex mumbled, quickly extracting her hands and going back over to the bedroom where Maggie had now sprawled across the bed face-down, her shirt hiked up so that Alex could tickle her back. “One sec, okay?” Alex whispered to Maggie, pulling out her phone and sending a quick text to Kara: “Your trick does NOT work!”

She was too frustrated to reply when Kara sent back: “Works like a charm whenever Lena is mad. I’m sticking by it. Maybe you did it wrong?”

—

The following Sunday, after the performance reviews had finally all been submitted and Lucy had gotten to sleep in late two days in a row, things felt like they were finally back to normal—at least close enough to normal that Alex was looking forward to having Kara and Lena over for brunch, rather than dreading how much time Lucy would lose with it.

But, of course, she should have suspected that things were going too well. And she absolutely should have recognized the mischievous glint in Lena’s eyes when she turned to look at the Danvers sisters sitting side-by-side on one side of the table. “So,” she began, a smirk playing about her lips, “I hear you two have some trick for soothing your girlfriends. Care to share with the class?”

“What’s this, Danvers?” Maggie asked, not even bothering to hide her grin.

“I don’t have any tricks,” Alex huffed. “Kara does.”

“Way to throw me under the bus!” Kara pouted.

“It’d hurt the bus more than it’d hurt you,” Alex countered.

“So what is it the great Kara Danvers does to put Lena in a good mood?” Maggie asked, looking at the blushing blonde.

“I mean, I think we all know the answer to that one…” Lucy trailed off, figuring she would stay on her best manners and not point out the obvious today.

“It’s not that! No, I just…first of all, how do you know?” Kara asked, turning to look at Lena.

“You literally texted Alex about a magic trick that you do whenever I’m angry.”

“Oh.” Kara fidgeted, playing with her glasses and trying to look innocent. “It’s nothing really…it’s just, you know, when you’re mad, sometimes it helps if I scratch your head.”

“Oh my god, is that what you were doing?” Lucy asked with a laugh, thinking back to how startled Alex had been when she called her out on it.

“Maybe…”

“Ooh, try it on me next!” Maggie called out, raising her hand up and volunteering.

“You’re not mad?” Alex checked. She’d worried a bit that it might sound deceitful. “Any of you?” She turned to look at Lena.

“No,” Lena assured her. “It’s part of being in a relationship. You figure out the little, easy ways to put your partner in a better mood, and they end up being the easiest ways to end the fights that don’t matter as much.”

“Wait…what do you do for me?” Kara asked suddenly looking curious.

Lena just laughed and shook her head. “A good magician never reveals her tricks.”

While they were cleaning up, though, Maggie sidled up to Lena at the sink. “It’s food, right?”

“Duh.”

#director sanvers #supercorp #alex x maggie x lucy #kara x lena #fluff #prompts from my girlfriend #supergirl #fanfic #ao3feed #prompt fill #alex danvers #kara danvers #lucy lane #maggie sawyer #lena luthor

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mysplaced-pen · 7 years

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Ah, yay, I'm happy your requests are open! I love your writing so much, you're very talented! How would the RFA (+Saeran, if you don't mind, he's a cutie) react to MC being super into musical theater? Like, all of her music is Broadway and musical soundtracks, she sings show tunes all the time, follows theater groups and performers on social media, get super excited about news and merch, knows choreography of scenes by heart. Thank you! Hope you have a nice day!

wowie wow, thank you so much anon! /( ´ ▽ ` )ﾉ I’m glad you like what I write❤ and I hope you like this, too!

especially because i lO VE MUSICALS HAHAH YE SSS

throwing v in too hehe. also im gonna focus on one musical for each of them, but mc is theater trash dw these are just the ones that popped in my head;;

zen [in the heights]

ok so remember that time when he asks if mc’s into musicals and you say yes and jaehee says she’s never seen you talk about them?

well zen found out just how much mc likes them when she comes over to visit

he’s cooking dinner in his cast and mc decides to put on some tunes

zen is honestly so curious about her taste in music so he asks to just put all her songs on shuffle

guess what comes first.

B L ACK OUT BLACK OUT

zen is so surprised and mc isn’t even phased she just breaks into character

he joins in while as Kevin and Benny and Vanessa while she’s doing Sonny’s part

both of them: “AND I CAN’T FIND USNAVI”

the kitchen turns into a stage and suddenly they’re moving everywhere

yes they do the Benny and Nina kiss at the end yes they do ‘Sunrise’ right after

but even more musicals pop up on mc’s shuffle and dinner turns into a production

zen is so happy mc is theater trash, and that she’s his fan too! a few of his soundtracks are there!!

they speak to each other in musical references, the rfa is sick of them

what a dork couple

yoosung [fun home]

it’s cleaning day! mc, put on some tunes!

‘welcome to our house on maple avenue’ starts

she starts there cause it’s a very in the mood cleaning song

and at first all yoosung could do was just watch her

like wowie wow his gf can sing!!!

totally gets interested in the story and such, especially when he hears the kids singing

so they stop cleaning and she tells him the story of the musical while they listen

he’s all ‘!!!’ and is so into it

when he looks through mc’s music, it’s literally all musicals and so is her lockscreen and such

now she got him into it

they like to sing ‘come to the fun home’ together the rfa is slightly concerned tbh

both of them cry over musicals too its a mess

you should’ve seen him on his first listen to ‘edges of the world’

and both of them cry at ‘days and days’ so do i

yoosung has a good voice too, it’s so cute

jaehee [rent]

yooooo jaehee is all about this

their music taste is literally identical

but mc has to introduce her to Rent

jaehee is so focused on the screen and the characters

she falls in love with it!!

imagine jaehee singing ‘over the moon’ god bless

they sing ‘tango: maureen’ together it’s amazing

zen is lowkey their biggest fan

when the three of them are together, it’s non-stop ;)))

there has to be a designated space in their apartment to dance

and there are numbers they always have to dance to no matter what

guess who shares merch?? they do

they get matching coffee mugs and shirts and even socks

sometimes they serenade each other too!!!

jumin [les mis]

mc drags him to the movie first

and at the end of it, he’s very interested

the asks driver kim to play the soundtrack in the car

literally swoons when mc sings ‘on my own’

he likes to sing ‘empty chairs at empty tables’

they’re both a mess when they watch it tbh

now mc can get him into even more musicals

and he’s into it!

also he buys her a ton of merch

anything she wants, he’ll get it

one more thing!

one day, a birthday probably, he surprises her with plane tickets

“where are we going, honey?” “america”

thEY’RE GOING TO BROADWAY FOLKS wow juju take me with you

mc is so happy, super duper happy, and so is jumin!

he’s almost as excited as she is tbh

707 / luciel / saeyoung [merrily we roll along]

it was her latest obsession and she wanted to show saeyoung

and he listened, because he likes musicals

but he really likes this one, wow

it goes backwards?!!? woaah

his favorite is ‘now you know’, ‘opening doors’ is a close second

they both of them cried at ‘not a day goes by(reprise)’ so did I

part of him identifies with Frank, to be honest

without, all the cheating and stuff

when ‘that frank’ comes on, the bunker turns into a stage

it’s amazing, really

let’s also get one thing straight here

saeyoung is the Bootleg King

he’s only partially ashamed of it

he and mc can watch broadway from the comfort of home, if they wanted

mc thinks its cheating

he thinks that they’re on korea and Not America, so it’s fair

v [phantom of the opera]

v loves this one

mc is so happy about that tbh

it takes a while for him to learn the routines, but they love dancing to it more than singing

he also loves all the emotion!

when he gives it a listen for the first time, he does little gasps every now and then, it’s adorable

but yes, they are more of a dancing couple

also, V is all about the aesthetic of this

takes pictures of mc and him sometimes in her favorite musicals’ styles

i know i said they don’t really sing it, but when they do

V has an amazing voice

mc could just listen to him tbh

he sings so good

she persuaded him to cover a few songs

everyone is amazed

mc is proud

they do duets too! those make v even happier

saeran [heathers]

ohohohoho listen

his favorite song here is actually ‘seventeen’

ya’ll thought it was ‘freeze your brain’ but listen

he loves ‘seventeen’

he imagines doing everything veronica says with mc

mc did persuade him to sing ‘freeze your brain’, though

and it was, amazing

‘damaged’ really hurt, they both cried there

criticizes it, though. “veronica should have known jd was trouble, come on. at least at ‘our love is god’’

mc made him and saeyoung sing ‘candy store’ with her

saeran only agreed if saeyoung was heather duke

he would be chandler

and mc was mcnamara

they got it on video

it was, amazing

one time he sang the line ‘i worship you, i’d trade my life for yours’ before they fell asleep

mc was so touched

#mystic messenger #mysme #mystic messenger hc #mysme headcanon #zen mysme #hyun ryu #yoosung kim #jaehee kang #jumin han #707 #saeyoung choi #v #jihyun kim #saeran choi #a request!#anon #long post #ams has rambled #thank you thank you!

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[WARNING: long post ahead but if you love Byeler as much as I do you’ll read]

The Halloween of 1984 starts with a new feeling after their ‘crazy together’ promise and it was also kind of a confession

“Crazy together?” ‘Crazy together’

Mike and Will kiss behind the bleachers and then Mike asks Will to be his boyfriend. Will was the one to ask Mike to meet him there, Mike immediately panics and is ready to apologize but Will shuts him up with a kiss. Will knew Mike would act all weird after what happened over the weekend; they had sex -happened during their sophomore year over the summer- Mike felt horrible about it, not because regret doing it but because he wished it had happened in better conditions, he wanted to go slow because it was the boy he loved and because it was Will. They had done it in the clearing near the tree house there were fireflies

They love horror movies they devour them, making conspiracy theories linking them all together, they made fun of the characters and how fake the blood and special effects look. Meanwhile Dustin is chanting a frantic ‘lalalala’ while covering his ears, Lucas tries to act tough but flinches with every jump scare, Max and Jane are under the blankets

To one up the others Mike ditches last period and comes back once school ends and everyone is leaving, he comes back with a CD player playing ‘Africa’ by Toto is blasting with Mike singing right along with it, and even though they planned it together, Will can’t help but blush and silence Mike with a kiss

They totally have this, “I’M GOING TO SCREAM TO THE WORLD THAT I LOVE YOU” ‘Mike no-’ he comes closer and whispers “I love you” ‘what? I thought you were going to-’ extreme blush ‘Mike’ he scolds and buries his face in Mike’s chest while he’s laughing, thing going on / Also, the, ‘I can fit the whole world in my hands’ “Will that’s impossible, do you know how big-” Will cups Mike’s face and kisses his nose ‘you are my whole world’ and leaves a very flushed Mike behind, thing

First kiss? They were in the school way past hours -Will forgot his art supplies and Mike his notebook and he couldn’t afford another 70- they almost got caught and hid in the janitor’s closet. Their hearts drumming with adrenaline from almost getting caught and being so close to each other. Maybe one leaned down and the other had to tip-toe a little but they made it, they were kissing slowly, just testing, experimenting. Until Will encircled Mike’s neck with shaky arms and Mike passed an unexperienced arm around the others waist. When they couldn’t breathe nor hear anything but their beating hearts, they opened the closet door. Mike offered to take Will home but all the way there an uncomfortable silence settled between them because, what were they supposed to say? So, when they awkwardly waved each other goodbye Will was the one to stop Mike, cup his face and kiss him, either goodnight, goodbye or thank you it didn’t matter. Other kisses? After that first one the others are a little more awkward -them being a little more self-conscious- is butting noses and awkward eye contact but they still can’t help but blush and feel millions of butterflies / I gave him a huge smile and kiss his lips. I feel him smile into the kiss and grab my waist, pulling me into his lap. He continues to kiss me while I play with the hair at the back of his head; he pulls away and immediately hugs me

Byeler forever staying in the honeymoon phase -and while at it Mike couldn’t help but talk non-stop about how amazing Will is “Ew! Dude that’s gay!” ‘It’s not! It’s true!’ “Truly gay”

When they fight, they go for r e a l s, draws a glass of water ‘here’ stamps it on Mike’s face ‘drink up pretty boy’ gets up and starts to leave “fuck you Byers!” Flips him off ‘you would love to wouldn’t you?/I’d love to see you try!’ / ‘get your shit and leave!’ “Fine!” Puts on coat and carries Will out the door ‘Elmax: did he just-’ / they are fighting over a movie, Will thought he had already seen it but Mike said he didn’t. Will was ready to physically fight so Lucas and Dustin were restraining him, he told Mike to get out -the party couldn’t believe it, he even yelled at Jane for trying to interfere and Max stood up for her gf but Will gave her such a cold stare that froze her in place, Will was always coping with Mike’s bullshit to go nuts over this- so yeah this has been their biggest argument. But they also have fights that look more like flirting ‘you learned your lesson?’ “Oh, yes, I’m sorry, please don’t beat me up with your flowers and paintbrushes!” ‘You better run’ / “what? No! Whatever” ‘whatever what?’ “Whatever you say” ‘whatever I say?’ “Shut up” and kisses him / “and where do you think you’re going mister?” He says raising an eyebrow. He releases my arm and I bolt upstairs. He chases after me due to him being so much taller than me. He grabs my waist and pulls me into him in a hug. He lifts me up and swings me over his shoulder and he walks back to the basement

Songs? ‘I stole your love’ by Kiss, ‘Africa’ by Toto, ‘Stay’ by Hurts, ‘how deep is your love?’ by Bee Gees, ‘We are gonna be friends’ by The White Stripes -it’s the first song Mike learns in the guitar-, ‘Moon dust’ by Jayme’s Young, ‘I’ve got a huge crush on you’ by SNCKPCK -Will knows how to play the ukulele-, ‘I like you’ by Dandelion Hands -is the follow up from Mike to Will’s song-, ‘Just fine’ by Spookyghostboy -Will —> Mike-, ‘Sleepover’ by Hayley Kiyoko -Mike <—> Will-, ‘Wild’ by Troye Sivan, ‘I melt with you’ by Modern English

Dancing in the kitchen? Yes, all the time more in the mornings when Will is lazily cooking breakfast and the radio is softly playing on the background -the others usually watch with heart eyes and refer to them as mom and dad- Will and Mike are slow dancing to imaginary music and the rest watching from the living room, they start to kiss ‘Ew! Mummy and Daddy are kissing!’ Jopper comes in all confused because they barely got up when Hopper sees what’s going on he gets all protective and separates them “better keep your distance Wheeler” he threatens and Mike gives a loud gulp and Will pouts with his arms crossed over his chest

Prom? “Nice tux Byers, who picked it out for you? Your mom?” ‘Why, well thank you, and yes she did should I send her your compliments?’ Wraps his arms on Will’s middle and whispers to the shell of his ear “Yeah tell her she gave birth to a damn fine son” fake gasp ‘Wheeler!’ Everything is flirting and that was just the begging of the night

First time saying ‘I love you’? Mike and Will are kissing on the outside picnic tables -Fags!- Will rolls his eyes and stands up ‘come say it to my face!’ -bet you’d like it better if I said it to your asshole- ‘what a coincidence I was just talking to one’ eyes him up and down, silence, the bull clicks his tongue and leaves with his hands in his pockets “wow Will you shut him up real good” ‘I’m just tired of being everyone’s punch bag’ “I love you”

They hold hands under the table

Confession? “I really like you” ‘really?’ Nods ‘holy shit’ laughs and leans in to hug him and kiss the other boys’ forehead

When they chill in Mike’s basement usually Will is under the coffee table drawing and Mike is on the couch with his feet propped on the coffee table -they are a creative duo- Will draws and Mike makes the new campaign

Moving out? They get their own little place at 20. They’re too lazy to unpack so they place a blanket on their empty living room and have dinner, they dance to ‘rebel yell’ and are filled with happiness because this is theirs. When there is, nothing left to do, they throw themselves on their mattress and look at each other. They move to New York, there having good universities for both, they don’t go to the same one though, but Mike’s always there at the end of the day

First date? They’re shy and awkward, they spent their first date in castle Byers cuddling and talking softly ’til three in the morning. Other dates? They wanted to go to a roller skating ring, instead they slid on the Wheeler’s kitchen floor with their socks, and they put any song and can sing any song at the top of their lungs. When Nancy goes down to yell at them she sees Byeler slow dancing with Will standing on Mike’s feet as they sing an off-tune Sinatra to themselves and she can’t seem to bring herself to be mad / They typically have afternoon dates in the others house, they kiss, hug and laugh. They tell each other bad jokes and watch black and white movies with no sound so they invent the dialogue / Once Dustin joked about Will having a girl’s body and they took it too literal trying to dress Will as a girl to go on an actual date so they asked Jane and Max to give him a make-over. Jane was excited and Max was skeptic at first but still helped. When Mike came to pick his date, he was really nervous “oh sorry guys I didn’t know you guys had someone over” the girls giggled and were recording everything Will giggled and got up ‘it’s me Mike, do I really look that different?’ Mike saw the sky-blue dress with white pock-a-dot dress and the wig that went to Will’s waist with a single braid on the back and he soon started blushing and stammering compliments. Stonathan was casually coming in and said ‘careful Mike your heart eyes are showing’ but didn’t comment on Will’s make over. The girls thought it was cute and wanted to try so they dressed Jane in Will’s clothes and they went out together

Pet names? For Will: baby boy, babe, cutie; For Mike: baby, grumpy, freckles, love, bae

Shopping? Mike thinks he is so smug and actually places small snack on the shopping kart and Will either pretend to not notice or puts them back -because even though Mike is smug he is much better- the face Mike makes when they’re in the cashier is just comical but Will is weak and can’t see his lover sad so he buys him a candy bar. When they go to the mall Will always laughs at Mike’s outfits decisions and criticizes him

Their last Snowball before High school they wanted to slow-dance but they didn’t want to be judged so they went to the restroom and slow danced there -they were a little awkward at first and blushed by seeing their reflection in the mirror, it was the first time noticing their height difference. They danced to ‘how deep is your love?’ And it kind of became their song

‘I’m so hungry I’d sell you for a pizza’ “what kind of pizza?” ‘Meat and pepperoni’ soft gasp and glittery eyes “babe”

‘Mike it’s just one weekend’ pouts “too long” he holds onto Will’s bag -his family was going upstate for the weekend and Max and Steve were bugging the others to stay-

Will underestimates himself and can never seem to talk back, he just lets other people walk over him and never saw himself as good looking. Mike, whenever Will is feeling that way towards his body, he puts him in front of a mirror and points all of the things he likes about him and makes sure to kiss him and complement him

“Get a room!” Seems to be everyone’s one liner for them. Once while riding on Jane’s Beetle -they had to sit on each other’s legs, Mike and Lucas totally don’t mind- “Max, can you go faster before they start making out next to us?” ‘Max, could you go slower so me and Will can make out next to them?”

Once Will calms down from a nightmare and neither want to go to sleep they talk science -the cosmos, technology and books- they are total nerds and one night they learn cryptography and send each other encrypted love letters in class

School? in middle school they took every opportunity to sit together, they do homework together -even if they don’t have classes together- they hog the line for hours, they secretly held pinkies in the hallway and if Mike is feeling brave he kissed Will behind his locker door -they keep doing that in HS- / in Hs they don’t have any classes together until Junior and Senior year / They go to the rooftop and Will has some pictures of the scenery and Mike has a few of Will drawing the scenery / They tutor each other and also use that time to make out a little

If they don’t like a food they just give it to the other, also Mike has this thing where he feeds Will it always confuses the other but Will low-key loves it

Dominance? Everyone would say neither in an instant because they influence each other’s decisions so much, but it all depends on whose angle you see it, and what you mean by it

Valentine’s day? Yeah Mike doesn’t believe in it, he says it’s a way for the companies to make more money, so they don’t celebrate it not the day they wait a week or so until the candy is half the price and then just chill in Will’s room listening to romantic mix tapes and lots of cuddles and make out sessions

Hugs? Since the height difference is really noticeable Mike holds Will by the waist and Will holds him from his neck. I put my arms around his neck, pulling him closer. He returns the hug and placed his arms around my lower waist. I put my chin in his shoulder and breathe in his scent. I feel him trying to pull me closer. ‘If you try to pull me any closer, I’ll be on your lap’ he giggles and holds me tighter “I wouldn’t mind that” he said in a flirty tone

Cuddling? Will had his head in Mike’s chest with his arms curled up next to him and Mike has one arm wrapped around him

Collages? Will has a wall full of pictures and on another wall, he has a ‘who wore it better’ wall. It all started when they shared a red sweater and they each took a picture with it, in the middle of the wall there is a picture of Will with a black skirt and a blue plaid shirt. They have pictures of all the party since they share clothes quite often

#byler #will byers #mike wheeler #mike x will #will x mike #byeler #the things in italics are not mine #headcanon

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