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cozage · 8 months

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Congratulations on hitting 2k🎉🎉

I really love your writing and I’d love to see how you think the op boys would react to their s/o getting jealous you could maybe do ace law and luffy?

Characters: gn reader x Ace, Law, Luffy Cw: Put your rose-colored glasses on, folks. Because we got some red flags (cough cough Law) Total word count: 1.6k

Jealous Reader

Ace

Ace is just being fun. He’s just too oblivious to realize the other people are flirting. He doesn’t notice the soft touches across his torso, or how they lean in closer to him every time they laugh. But you do.

“You don’t look like you’re having fun,” he said halfway through the night. “We can go, if you want.”

“Wouldn’t want to take you away from your fan club,” you spat back, venom in your words. But he either didn’t notice or he pretended not to.

“Yeah, they’re funny aren’t they?” He laughed. “They all buy me drinks whenever I tell a new story. Hospitality here is amazing!”

“Right.” You got up to leave. “Have fun with that.”

“What?” his brows furled together in confusion. “Where are you going?”

“Back to the ship.” And with that, you slammed the door closed.

A few seconds later, he’s racing after you into the crowded street.

This man has no idea what he did wrong, but he’s trying to make it right.

He abandons everyone in that bar without even a goodbye, and as his fingers lace through yours, you can’t help but feel a little better about that.

He kisses your cheek and follows you closely, not wanting you to get away from him. He knows you all need to talk, but he also knows this crowded street isn’t the place to do it.

When you all get back to your room, you try to break away from him, but he pulls you into an embrace, strong warm arms wrapping around you.

“You’re the only one I have eyes for, you know that right?” he said, rubbing your back lightly.

“Didn’t feel like it tonight,” you mumbled harshly.

“Well you are.” He tilted your face up so he could cover it with kisses. “I just use those people to get free drinks.”

“I know,” you whispered, leaving your head against his chest to hear his heartbeat. “Doesn’t make it any easier to watch though.”

“Okay.” Ace kissed the top of your head. “Won’t do it anymore.”

You looked up at him, surprised. “Really?”

“Of course!” He kissed your lips now, gently reminding you that he was all yours. “Your feelings aren’t worth some free booze.”

Law

Of course this woman was some fancy doctor. Of course Law had read her book. All her books. And now he had been gone from your all’s table for almost thirty minutes to talk to her.

She wasn’t just polite. She was friendly. Overly friendly. You had watched as she had scooted closer and closer to your boyfriend, minimizing the gap between their bodies.

Finally, you couldn’t take it anymore. You got up from your seat and ignored the snickering of Shachi and Penguin from the table.

“Law, dear.” You gave a strained smile to him and the woman. “I hate to rush you, but we’re kind of on a schedule.”

Law stood, still staring at the woman. “Wow! The time really flew by. Thanks for letting me pick your brain.”

“Oh doctor,” the woman cooed, a seductive smile on her face. “The pleasure was all mine. Feel free to find me any time you want to have a…chat”

“Thanks for being patient,” Law said as the two of you walked away. “It’s not often I-”

“Let’s go,” you said to the others as you walked past the table, not pausing for a moment. “The captain made us late.”

You don’t use “Captain” often. And based on your tone, Law had to guess he was in trouble.

The snickers from Shachi and Penguin weren’t helping either. They had surely watched you become more and more irritated as time went on, so they had a pretty good idea of what was going on,

“Can you give me some pointers? Any warnings?” Law mumbled to his crewmates, desperate to get a read on your emotions.

“You don’t know what you did?” Penguin asked as Shachi burst into laughter, causing all three of them to receive a glaring look from you

When you got back to the Polar Tang, you made a beeline for your bedroom. Law didn’t follow. He assumed you needed a bit to cool off. Plus he wanted to check out another book from the woman he had just met.

After a few hours, Law rubbed his drooping eyes, and finally decided to see you again. He still had no idea why you were so upset.

You were asleep in the bed, but you had built a pillow divider between his side in yours. He rolled his eyes and quickly pulled the pillows away, curling into you.

You tried to push him away, proving you weren’t asleep, but he wouldn’t let you.

“Can you tell me why you have such an attitude?”He was irritated, and you laughed at the irony. You were the one who was supposed to be irritated, not him.

“Why don’t you go ask that famous doctor since you care about her more than-”

He scoffed, cutting you off. “You can’t be serious.”

You stared at him for a long moment, and then turned away from him, pouting at his words.

“I’ve read her books, that’s all. Can you stop acting like a child with this petty jealousy?”

His words tipped you over the edge. “I’ll stop acting like a child when you treat me like an equal!” you yelled. You rose to your feet and quickly strode out the door, slamming it behind you.

Oh, he really fucked up now. His tongue was always getting him in trouble.

He scoured the Polar Tang, searching for you. He finally found you on the couch and curled up next to you.

“I’m sorry,” he whispered. “That was really insensitive of me to say. If the situation were reversed, I would be upset too. I’ll do better in the future, okay?”

You gave him a slight nod, and he quickly shambled you both back to the bed to get some much-needed sleep.

Luffy

“Oh, Hancock is coming, right?!” Luffy asked. “I like her!”

“And we all know how she feels about you,” you mumbled under your breath. Your comment sparked laughter from Nami, causing Luffy’s attention to drift over to you.

“What’s funny?” He asked. “I want to be in on the joke!”

“Nothing,” you grumbled. You could see Boa Hancock’s ship in the ocean, and your stomach churned with dread. “Sanji, do you need any help in the kitchen?”

Working with Sanji had been a bad idea. Boa Hancock was beautiful. And while you could hear her fawning over your boyfriend on the deck, Sanji fawned over her in the kitchen

It was only thirty minutes before you gave up and retreated to your room. You were in a bad mood, but this was a celebration, and you didn’t want to ruin it.

Luffy entered the kitchen looking for two things: Meat and you. “Sanji! Y/N-hey, where are they?”

Sanji shrugged. “Said they weren’t feeling well. Not sure.”

Luffy headed to your all’s room. Now that he thought about it, you had been off. You hadn’t been chatty or smiled most of the day, and he was starting to get worried you were really sick.

As you heard the turn of the doorknob, you quickly wiped away your stray tears. But your eyes were still red and puffy.

“Oh man!” Luffy sat down next to you on the bed, staring at your face. “Your allergies are terrible! You should’ve told me, we could’ve moved to another season ecosystem!”

His idiocy made you let out a garbled laugh, trying to hide your true feelings about the party.

“It’s fine,” you said, shaking your head. But your bottom lip trembled, giving you away.

“You’ve been crying.” He stated it as a fact, not a question. He knew you too well for you to hide your tears for long. He smushed your cheeks together and held your face so you couldn’t avoid his gaze any longer. “Did Sanji make you cry?”

“No.” You tried to pull away from his grip, but he clamped down on your cheeks so you couldn’t escape. He wouldn’t let you leave his gaze until he figured out what was wrong.

While you were here alone with him, all your worries felt so silly. Luffy didn’t even realize Hancock was in love with him. If you brought it up now, you’d be causing a big scene.

“It’s stupid,” you whispered, but he only frowned at you. He opened his mouth to say something.

“Luffy!” Hancock called from behind the door, interrupting his thoughts. “Are you in there? Should I come in?”

You rolled your eyes at her voice. Of course she came to find him. He had been gone for too long, and he was the only reason she was here.

You tried to hide your disdain for the empress, but Luffy caught it, and his eyes widened. “You don’t like her!” he whispered.

“Luffy, can we not do this right now?” you hissed, and the door opened.

“Oh!” Hancock blushed seeing you and Luffy so close, but she glared daggers at you. “I didn’t realize you were with someone, Luffy.”

Luffy’s eyes slid between you and her, trying to figure it out. He was so close to the revelation, but he just couldn’t get there.

The three of you rejoined the party reluctantly, but Luffy kept you close to him for the rest of the night.

He’s always been a physical touch person, and tonight you were grateful for it. He was always holding your hand or had his arm wrapped around you. He stayed close, and even though you got death stares from Hancock, at least you had Luffy by your side to make it more manageable.

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callitwh4ty0uwant · 6 months

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Who is he ?

Pairing- JJ maybank x fem! Reader

Synopsis - Kiara sets her up on a date but JJ just so happens to be working the night of..

Warnings - idk like kissing ? Well A kiss

The moonlight shone down on her, as she stood outside the country club waiting for the date Kiara set her up with, to get over the maybank boy she was lucky to call her best friend. She was hopelessly devoted obviously.

She repeatedly kept checking her phone as time went on she gave in and texted Kiara. *are you sure he’s coming? You said eight right? Am I here to early?* a moment later a ding ! Came from her phone *yes, y/n. I promise, you do realise it’s 7:50 right ?* the girl sighed *all right let you know how it goes?* she replied *yes of course now go enjoy yourself and DON’T think about JJ* she chuckled to herself before another message came through *love you !!!*

8:00 is what her phone read she was getting worried, but a car pulled into one of the many car spaces that were empty. The engine was turned off and the nerves were making her feel like she was about to Puke. A figure was walking up to her, oh god.

“Hey y/n right? I’m Liam. Sorry I’m late” he said pulling her in for a hug, “yeah nice to meet you” her voice came out stuttered, but she flashed him a smile “Kiaras friend ? She’s told me a lot about you” he put a hand on her lower back she winced at the action, that’s what JJ does. as he guided her into the restaurant.

“I have to say y/n your even more prettier in person, than what Kiara showed me” the small tint on her cheeks was noticeable now since the bright light that came from the celling was now shining down on her

Her lips were pulled into a smile, until a tall figure appeared at the table for two, she looked up a small frown appearing on her face as she saw the one person she didn’t want to see…at all.

“Hi I’m JJ..” he trailed as he made eye contact with her smirking down “and I’ll be your server tonight..can I get you any drinks?” He asked pulling out the note book “I’ll have a water” she smiled up at the boy acting as if she never blinked an eye his way

“I’ll take a-.” JJ cut Liam off “woah, Woah, Woah, y/n” She glanced at Liam who pulled a confused face “you know this guy?” Liam asked her “yes she does” JJ said “who’s he ?” JJ looked at you “my date” she looked forward playing with her fingers.

“Your on a date?” The sound of JJs voice dropping was obvious but she kept her composure “yeah” she nodded.

“Dude, this is confusing. You guys seem as if yous have some unspoken love story, I’m going to leave” Liam stood up she sent him a sympathetic face as he left “you know what I’m going to leave aswell, thanks for ruining my date, maybank” tears were threatening to spill as she stormed out of the country club.

But she knew JJ was right behind her. as she was texting Kiara to come pick her up JJ placed a hand on her “look y/n, I’m sorry” he said “JJ that’s not the point i kinda liked him. Seriously kie set me up with him so I’d get over you, now I’m starting to think why I ever liked you” she rambled not even realising what she confessed out loud with JJ “I’m texting kie to come pick me up”

“Y/n, what?” His shocked face was confusing as she looked up at the boy “what?” She furrowed her brows “what did you just say?” He said “I’m texting kie to come pick me up?” She raised one brow

“No before that” he raised a Brow, oh shit what has she done. “I that I can’t believe I ever liked you?” Her lip quivered “you liked me?..” he asked, she slowly nodded.

Before she had time to react JJ’s lips were smashed onto hers.

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headkiss · 2 years

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Hi! I was the anon who requested the matchmaker thing with Dustin and did not realize that I left out the most important detail which was that it was playing matchmaker for the reader and Eddie…… I am so sorry about that!

hi lovely!! no worries, thank you for clarifying because this one was fun to write!!! i really hope u enjoy it :) | 1k words, fem!reader and a blind date with eddie

Your arms are tired, achy, and sweat dampens your forehead. You’re almost done helping your family clear out the moving truck, but these last boxes are really testing you.

They’re yours, and so, you were left alone to carry them inside to your new room, in your new house, in Hawkins. Of course, they had to be the ones filled with your books, the heaviest of your things.

“Need any help?”

You jump, dropping the box you had managed to lift just slightly back onto the floor of the truck, grateful it wasn’t the ground. You turn around to see a curly-haired boy with a shirt that had some sort of science pun on it.

“Sorry for scaring you. I’m Dustin, your new neighbor!”

“Hi Dustin,” you introduce yourself in return, and he smiles so infectiously that you do, too. “I’m not sure you’ll want to help. These are pretty heavy.”

“I can manage. I’m strong and lack bones, so I won’t even be as sore as you!”

You don’t even have time to question him about his missing bones before he comes to stand next to you and looks at the boxes, gasping when he reads the messy writing on them saying ‘books, please be careful,’ and then peeks into the one closest to you.

“You read Lord of the Rings?”

“Why do you sound so surprised? They’re great books.”

“I mean… you’re a girl, and you read them?”

“Yes?”

“Oh, this is fantastic.”

Dustin helps you carry the rest of your boxes inside, manages to charm your mother, and talks about all of his friends as if you know them. He converses with you like you’ve been friends for years even though you’ve just met. You like this kid.

You thanked him for all of his help, promising to let him borrow books he found interesting in return. He was funny and energetic and you think you’ve had a great start to your life in Hawkins because of him.

Eddie has moved Hellfire club to his trailer since he graduated, unable to let go of the group he enjoyed so much. He somehow convinced uncle Wayne to stay out for one night a week so that the games could take place.

Dustin usually arrives first, partially to nag Eddie and partially because he was always that excited. This time, however, he actually had something he wanted to talk about.

“Eddie!” The kid stormed in without knocking.

“Jesus, man! What?”

“I found you a girlfriend.”

“What?” It was no secret Eddie was single, and he liked to be a bit dramatic about it, but he never expected anyone to do anything about it.

“She just moved in nextdoor, and I helped her carry boxes. She reads Lord of the Rings, Eddie! And she was pretty!”

“Sounds like you’re the one with the crush there, kid,” he teases, though he can’t deny that his interest has peaked.

“Please, I’m with Suzie. And this girl’s older. Perfect for you, I swear.”

When Dustin says your name Eddie wants to meet you even more. It’s pretty and he thinks that has to mean something.

“Okay… what am I supposed to do about that?”

“Oh, don’t worry about it, I have a plan.”

True to his word, Dustin did have a plan. The whole campaign for the day was postponed as he dragged every member into it—to get you and Eddie together.

Basically, he would set up a blind date and somehow convince you to agree. Dustin is very confident in his skills, the group is not. However, he did succeed and you were set to meet Eddie after a Corroded Coffin set at the Hideout.

The band was already playing when you walked in, and you knew from the way Dustin described him which one was Eddie. His hair was long, a frizzy mess from the stickiness of the room, and he was playing the guitar so well you had to take a moment to watch in awe before going to sit down.

When the set was over, the boy made his way to the bar, which gave you the opportunity to introduce yourself.

“Eddie?” You tapped his shoulder to grab his attention.

“Yeah?” He turns to see you, he knows it’s you because of the small description from Dustin, and he’s stunned because, wow, you really are pretty, like maybe the prettiest girl ever. No way you were a nerd, too.

“Hi,” you tell him your name, watching the smile spread on his face, “Dustin set this up. I’m kind of nervous, never been on a blind date before.”

“Me either, but when I heard you were a Lord of the Rings fan I couldn’t help myself.”

That makes you giggle, you didn’t understand why that was such a huge factor for these boys. Something about the town, maybe.

“You were really great up there, by the way.”

“Yeah?” You nod. “Thanks, babe.”

Babe. Oh, you’re absolutely screwed. He says it so naturally, like it was a reflex meant for you and you could just swoon.

“I think that kid did something right. We’re gonna have so much fun, you’ll see.”

You believed him.

It turns out, Dustin really was a little matchmaker because you and Eddie had a great time. Conversation felt easy, not forced, and thought you were still nervous and so was he, you were still comfortable. He was sweet, a goofy guy hidden under his intimidating persona. Tattoos, long hair, rings. It was a dream.

He ended up taking you home, considering you were dropped off and planned on walking. In your driveway, he thanked you for the best night he could’ve asked for.

As a response, you kissed him.

It wasn’t too heavy, something languid and smooth that had you yearning for more but you held yourself back. It was only the first date, after all. You hoped it would be the first of many.

Dustin watched Eddie walk you to your door through his window, watched the smiles on your faces and the hug goodbye.

He pumped his fist in victory.

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an-annyeoing-writer · 6 months

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vampire!Baekhyun x Reader: sweet bloody talk. [+18]

Word count: 7 479

Date of release: 5th November 2023

Warnings: s*xual content, mentions of blood.

Author's notes: @synthetickitsune I swear I had the entire draft ready before you posted yours, but I feel like we have one shared brain cell for some things LOL

The first thing you took note of upon entering the club was that the music was better than you expected from the mediocre and obscure premise. This type of music was not something you usually heard in dancing places – it was more on the heavy side, and it gave off the vibe of 80’s goths and black platform heels adorned with spikes. Not your regular music choice, but you couldn’t say that you were disappointed.

It was supposed to be just a few hours of relax. You felt a bit distraught recently, with books and other home entertainments feeling like you’re starting to drown in a routine. You needed a variety, even though your friends group consisted mostly of people who didn’t care for parties, and you yourself had no idea as to what people are supposed to do at one. Even the club was something you found online and not through a recommendation. You were shamelessly aware that you chose it just because the menu appeared cheaper than in others, and they would let ladies in for free if they wore heels. A bit sexist in your opinion, but free entry was free entry after all.

The place wasn’t too crowded, but the spots by the bar were all busy, and with the customers gathered around – a lot of them for such an early hour – you quickly came to a conclusion that you’d rather sit down somewhere else and look around to see if there’s anything for you to do.

You hated dancing.

It’s not that it was impossible to sway from one side to the other on repeat. But you were awfully aware how lame it must have looked while done by someone who didn’t represent excess of physical appeal, and so, since it didn’t bring you any joy either, you avoided it at all costs. For the same reason, the dancing floor was definitely not an interesting place to look at. And besides, everyone was still too sober for their dancing skills to become entertaining.

The spot you found, a bar chair by a tall, round table with the top made of glass, was a good lookout point. A row of tables like such was on a not so tall podium along the wall, so the heads of the people were a bit below and you could see the entire ground floor of the club very well. Guests were still coming in.

There was a part of the club, though, that, although in the range of your sight, didn’t appear reachable at all – the upper floor. A balcony with glass balustrade shined above the heads of all people gathered in the dancing floor. The VIP zone.

Your eyes, bored of looking down, traveled up automatically, trying to have a look at anyone there. You suspected that the VIP zone of such an average place was occupied by college students and corporates going at party nights. In fact, the only person that was looking out the balustrade at the moment, with his eyes fixated somewhere by the bar, was a tall and well-built boy who could as well be a basketball player, dressed in a simple t-shirt and sweatpants. You snorted quietly, realizing that in any of the books you read, he would be a multimillionaire, spotting an average girl in the crowd below, falling in love at the first sight…

“Whatcha looking at?”

You jumped and almost fell off your chair at the voice that sounded out next to you.

Your eyes shot to the person who was currently sitting in the chair next to yours, watching you with a polite, non-intrusive smile. Although the fact you didn’t notice him join in freaked you out, he didn’t appear ill-intended. Yet, you didn’t miss a small smirk in the corner of his lip at the sudden reaction that you graced his question with.

“Oh… Nothing, really, just people” you answered, composing yourself. A small part of you wanted to carry on some sort of conversation just to not stay completely alienated for the rest of the night. But the remaining part of you had no idea, how. “How’s your evening?” you asked out of no better choice.

The man leaned forward, resting his elbows on the table, and smiled widely, acknowledging that you’re not against the interaction.

“A bit boring, to be honest. I came here with some friends, but they all already busied themselves with stuff. What about you? Who did you come with?”

His voice was tender and careful, and his face looked very soft. You took a moment to acknowledge a simple baseball cap on his head, pulled on a bit too low so that he had to tilt his head backwards to see what’s on his eye level. He also wore a black, plain bomber jacket that made you think he’s a part of some college team – but there were no logos or other signs anywhere that would hint to his affiliation. In fact, you quickly came to the conclusion that it’s just his fashion choice.

“I actually came here alone” you blabbered without a second thought. “I’m not really a party person, to be honest…”

“Oh. I can tell.”

“Huh?”

Should you feel offended? Your face must have betrayed the uncertainty, because the man’s eyes widened and he visibly panicked at the social mistake.

“No, wait, sorry. It’s just that… if a stranger asks you about who you came with, even if you come alone, you should lie. It’s dangerous to let people know that.” he elaborated.

That actually made sense, you realized. Heck, you must have really had no self-preservation skills if you didn’t think of that before.

“Oh… I, um, thank you? For letting me know?” You scratched your head awkwardly.

He pressed his lips together – you took note of how his cheeks looked sort of cute and squishable when he did that – and smoothly hopped off the seat.

“I think it’s the time for me. Thank you for the talk.” He nodded his head politely and turned around, disappearing in the crowd before you could react appropriately.

You let out a defeated sigh. You came to this party to have a relaxing evening, but you must have messed up your possibly only chance to have a conversation with someone sober and not a creep. People were starting to slowly get drunk and you had a feeling that anytime soon, the only people coming up for a talk would be drunk college boys that the club was at this time of the year full of.

You glanced hopefully up at the glass balustrade of the VIP zone, but this time there was no one in sight.

It must have been around midnight when you looked at yourself in the club’s bathroom mirror, taking note of the tiredness heaving down your features. You were bored out of your mind, the music was echoing in your skull way too loud at this point, and the little alcohol you had in the meantime only made you a bit distraught rather than relaxed. Those were signs that it was definitely the time to go home.

You wrapped your trench coat around yourself as you left the building and went into the dark street. Cold wind hit your ankles, clad in nothing but a thin layer of stockings that you wore underneath the dress.

You stood nearby the main entrance, reaching out to your phone. You still contemplated whether to order a ride or to seek a cheaper alternative, seeing as the travel by feet must have not been too far from there, and maybe even you could even catch the night bus?

“Hi, are you alone?”

You whipped your head to where the voice was coming from, way too close for your liking.

A man was approaching you at a pace you weren’t sure if you should be comfortable with. His eyes were shining from the amount of alcohol consumed. He swayed to the sides ever so slightly as he walked.

It took you a solid moment to realize you’ve seen him once before – on the balustrade. He must have been on his way home as well.

“Um… I’m going home” you replied a bit shakily when he approached you. With how much taller than you he was, he didn’t have to try hard to hover above you in a hopefully unwittingly threatening posture.

“Will you be okay? I can get you a ride” he spoke sluggishly.

You couldn’t tell just how wary of him you should be; although he didn’t seem ingenuine and it was just the alcohol that made him appear creepy, you reminded yourself that it’s still a stranger. You glanced towards the club – the entry was a bit too far for your liking, but unless he became physical, you should be able to get back and ask for someone to help you out, was he to become too pushy.

“Please let me get you home” he suddenly spoke, sensing your unease. “I won’t bite you, I promise” he added. “I’ve already had enough for today, they don’t taste any good when I’m this drunk” he kept on blabbering and you lifted your eyebrow at the peculiarity of his statement.

“Chanyeol? What the hell are you doing here?”

The two of you turned around to look at the man coming from the club. The silhouette was too dark with the lights in the background, so you couldn’t make out his features well.

“Nothing” the man answered, shaking his head. “I just met this girl and she’s alone and I told her I won’t bite her but I think she’s scared of me” he whined.

Only when the newcomer came close enough, you realized that he also is not an unfamiliar face. The baseball cap betrayed him even before his squishy cheeks did. He spared you a glance and tilted his head to the side, apparently also acknowledging that you’re not a complete stranger. His eyes fell on his friend again.

“Aish, how would you get her home when you’re this drunk? Come and join the rest, we’ll be going home soon.”

“Then you take her home. She’s alone, Baekhyun, girls shouldn’t be alone. What if someone bites her when she’s alone?”

You frowned deeply, having no idea about what was all this weird conversation about. The man – Baekhyun – glanced at you once every few seconds, as though checking your reactions, and he was clearly displeased with the way things were going. He finally sighed.

“You talk too much, Yeol. Come on, let’s go.”

The man named Chanyeol huffed, but finally gave up and started moving back towards the entrance.

Baekhyun stayed behind, only making sure that his friend has gone in the right direction, and then looked at you with his face unreadable.

“Sorry for that. He didn’t mean anything bad, he just doesn’t control his tongue when he’s drunk.”

“Yeah… I could tell… Sorry.”

He lifted his eyebrow.

“Don’t say sorry when you haven’t done anything bad.”

“Oh. Right.”

“Are you sure it’s just parties that you’re not into? It looks like you don’t have much human interaction at all” he commented with a smirk. You laughed awkwardly.

“I usually handle it better, really. Not like, very good, but I swear I’m not an alien.”

He laughed warmly.

“Thank God, I was starting to consider giving you a ride too, but what if I had to get you back on another planet? Don’t have enough gas for that” he joked. It was quite lame of a joke, but you couldn’t help but utter a small laugh. After a bit of alcohol and at this hour, it was hard not to go alone with the lame sense of humor.

“Was it your way of offering a ride?” you dared to ask.

Baekhyun grinned.

“Maybe. Would you like?”

“I…” You bit on your lip, suddenly realizing that the offer had probably more to it than a mere act of kindness. “…don’t want to give you hope for something I can’t give” you stated carefully.

The man’s smile fell.

“Don’t ever worry about things like that. It’s not your problem if someone gets hope for something you never offered yourself. I just felt like giving you a ride, you don’t need to think of ways to return a favor or anything.” He appeared satisfied with his speech, and hid hands in the pockets of his jacket, soft and reassuring smile returning to his face.

You released the breath you didn’t realize you were holding, a relief washing over you and a smile appearing on your own face as well.

“That’s… nice” you only answered. “In this case, I’d love to get home with you. I… I mean-” you realized your words were a bit ambiguous. “…You know what I mean.”

Baekhyun only laughed warmly.

“I know, I know. Come on, I parked nearby.” He pulled car keys out of his pocket and swung them in the air. “But, by the way, don’t just accept rides from strangers. It’s dangerous.”

Baekhyun’s car was more comfortable than the public transport you were used to, and also sitting in the front felt way nicer than the backseats of a taxi. The music was calmer and quieter than in the club, and although it also wasn’t the genre you were used to, it almost lulled you to sleep as the two of you sat in a pleasant silence for about half of the ride.

“Won’t your friends get worried that you didn’t come back to them?” you eventually spoke, trying to start a conversation. Your time together appeared to be limited, and you didn’t want to waste a chance to get to know the man better.

“I shot them a message” Baekhyun replied with his gaze fixated on the changing lights and the cars in the intersection. “I wasn’t drinking because I was supposed to be their ride but they also met some people at the party, so they’ll be fine” he elaborated.

“Ah, I see. Well. I’m lucky that you were supposed to be the ride anyway” you shrugged. Baekhyun smiled at that but didn’t continue the conversation.

You were still a few minutes away from your apartment and you really, really didn’t want the ride to end so quickly. Even silence in Baekhyun’s presence was just too comfortable. How was it possible that you felt so much ease with a man you barely met? Maybe it was because his comments regarding your safety seemed to be genuine, and you appreciated them. Maybe they were just his way of getting your trust, but you just didn’t seem to mind.

There were still other questions you could use to get him to talk to you.

“I just recalled, what were those things your friend was talking about? I know he was drunk, but he mentioned biting like two or three times. What’s up with that?”

Baekhyun’s eyes narrowed slightly. Slight tension in his jaw didn’t pass your attention either.

“Uh…” He shrugged after a moment of thought. “Consider it an inside joke in our group of friends.”

“An inside joke?” You genuinely laughed. “Maybe you’re the aliens? What if your car gets me on the Moon instead of home?”

The man laughed awkwardly.

“Well, we’re peculiar in our own ways. But I promise the car is earthly” he assured with a grin.

You knew the area pretty well and it didn’t take long before you arrived at your address, Baekhyun’s car coming to a stop almost opposite of the building entry. The man turned the engine off and got up, opening the door for you before you even prepared yourself to leave the vehicle. You got out hurriedly and quickly straightened your clothes.

“You good? You got everything?” he asked, glancing at the seat to make sure you haven’t forgotten anything. You nodded.

“Thank you. Really.”

“You’re welcome.” His voice was tender and calm, but you had a feeling that the unspoken question is there.

You cleared your throat.

“Um… Would you… like to come upstairs?”

“Hm?”

Because of what he said before, you were certain he did not want to make any assumptions or take things for granted. Yet, you didn’t want to leave him in the dark, and you were positive that for his honesty, he deserved some transparency from your side as well.

“Just…”

Yet, were you ready to offer more than you initially planned? What was there to lose, after all?

But how would you feel if he rejected you, or if you didn’t meet the expectations – that was so not like you to offer such a thing, and you never wanted to have short-term partners to begin with.

But Baekhyun clearly was a gentleman, and if he was to reject you, it would have to be out of care and not because you disappointed him. Or at least you desperately wanted to believe so.

And besides, why would he reject you if he went out of his way to give you a ride home? Even if he was mature enough not to expect anything, it’s not like he would offer it to someone who didn’t spike at least an ounce of his interest.

“[F/n]?”

You jumped at the sound of your name; you must have drowned in your thoughts instead of answering the question.

“Oh. Sorry. I um… It’s not a situation I’m usually in. But I just… don’t want this evening to end this fast.”

“You know you don’t owe me anything, right?” He announced calmly, but there was some shade of threat in the way he said it, as if there was something urging him to give you the last chance to take it back and part your ways.

“I know. That’s why I don’t promise anything. But I want to try. You’re… fun to be around.”

At that, his face instantly lightened, and he chuckled softly.

“Thank you. You’re fun to be around, too.”

The night was chilly, and so you welcomed with gratitude the warmth that surrounded you the moment you entered your apartment. The place was rather decent as for one person inhabiting it, and you rented it at a rather cheap price from an elderly lady who at some age decided to move in with her family. Although you were allowed to refurnish it, you actually enjoyed the old style of creaking floor and black-and-white pictures on the walls covered in an old wallpaper. Even the old TV remained in its place, although it wasn’t catching the signal anymore. Baekhyun looked around curiously.

“You live here alone?” he asked.

“Yeah. But it’s not mine, I’m renting for another few years” you elaborated while taking off your coat and shoes, motioning for Baekhyun to do the same. “I’d like to buy my own but it’s still a while before I can even afford a mortgage.” The man nodded slowly in acknowledgment, following you cautiously as you soon entered the kitchen, turning on all the small lights on the way, making sure that the whole apartment was at least partially lit. “Bathroom is over there if you need” you briefly waved in the right doors’ direction. “You want something to eat?”

Baekhyun’s metaphorical ears perked up. He saw you point at the fridge.

“Oh. Maybe later, thank you.”

“Later?” you grinned. “Just how long are you planning to stay in here?” you teased.

“Hm.” He smiled shyly. “As long as you let me” he purred. You were focused on checking the cabinet’s contents for some quick snack when you heard him shift right behind you, hands hovering around your waist, although not touching just yet.

Your breath hitched. A pack of chocolate chip cookies slipped out of your grasp and fell on the counter below.

“Dammit” you mumbled, reaching to pick it up.

When you turned around, Baekhyun was sitting at your small table, elbow resting on the tabletop and chin on his hand in a fairly confident, although charming – in a way – pose.

“You want some?” You asked mindlessly, putting the cookies on the table and sitting on the second chair awkwardly.

“Later, thank you” he repeated; you internally cringed, realizing it made it seem that you didn’t listen to him earlier.

“Want something to drink then? I imagine you must be at least a bit tired after the party” you offered, feeling a bit awkward about eating the cookies all alone and not providing him with any sort of entertainment in the meantime.

“Don’t worry. It’s nice to just rest in the quiet after all that loud music” Baekhyun said with a gentle smile.

“Is that really so? Or do you just avoid midnight snacking?” you teased, trying to at least carry on with a small-talk.

You caught him stare straight in your eyes, and you felt a shiver run down your spine at his unreadable face.

“I actually believe that a good snack is a good snack regardless of the time” he announced in a tone that made you wonder.

He stood up right as you finished your cookie and came up to you. You observed him curiously as he knelt down, slowly finding himself between your parted knees.

His eyes never left yours, watching out for any signs of discomfort or disagreement.

You felt taken aback by his boldness, feeling your face heat up at the unusual closeness, but you definitely weren’t about to refuse.

His hands finally touched your knees, leaning on them for stability. Your dress was riding up a bit, but not enough to show anything yet.

“May I?” His lips hovered over the skin of your thigh where it was already exposed.

You almost caught yourself nodding mindlessly, but the loud pounding of your heart brought you back to reality.

“W-what?” you stuttered.

“Kiss your leg” he specified with a small, warm laugh that both calmed you and embarrassed you even more at once. “May I?”

“Yes” you answered quickly before you could lose control over your voice again.

More serious again, Baekhyun leaned down and pressed a slow, chaste kiss into your heated skin. Then another, a bit higher, but still as if the edge of your dress was a border he wasn’t going to cross. His both hands massaged the outer sides of your knees.

“You’re so nervous” the man noted, at which your face got even redder.

“Well, uh…”

“Do I make you shy?” he teased. You stuttered incoherently in response.

Baekhyun let out a soft laughter, pushing himself up and extending his hand to help you up as well. You followed and fixed your dress in hurry.

“U-uh.”

You awkwardly wavered your hand towards the bedroom’s door, hoping the man gets the hint, knowing that your voice would betray you completely, were you to utter such a bold request.

But he didn’t even look in that direction, his hand reaching to your chin instead and he lifted your face up, placing a small kiss on your cheek.

“Oh. Thank you.”

At that, he laughed even louder.

“Thank you? Really?”

“What else was I supposed to answer…?” you huffed, not sure if he was trying to insult you with the mockery.

“No, no, don’t worry, it was actually quite a cute thing to say” he explained.

“Oh, well…”

His fingers gently brushed your lips, and all the thoughts left your mind as you let him maneuver your face towards his. Warm breath hit your nose as he looked down at you from up close, all small details of his face so sharp and clear, and his glistening eyes fixated on the way your face subtly changed in reaction to his doings.

He tilted his head to the side, smirk present on his soft-looking lips, and you felt as though at that exact moment, he had you right in his grasp – up to the heart of yours beating exactly as he conducted, you thought.

With another peck to your other cheek, he suddenly pulled away.

You swayed, feeling like you’re going to collapse the moment his fingers no longer kept your face in place. You were lightheaded. Baekhyun was proud of himself.

He stepped towards the corridor that led to your bedroom, and this time, it was you who followed.

He crossed the door, glancing over his shoulder as if to make sure you’re not lost on your way.

And right when you thought that at least this small part of your way will be peaceful and almost boring, this one, small thing came to your vision, turning everything upside down.

Right ahead of yourself, behind Baekhyun’s silhouette, on the wall. A mirror, adorned with an antique, golden frame, one you used every day to get ready, one that had been there ever since you remembered, and one that was the last thing in the world you’d expect to surprise you.

You looked closely; your eyes couldn’t be possibly playing tricks. It was just you with all the walls and furnishings that you knew.

But Baekhyun, standing there and glancing at you, did not reflect in that mirror.

You froze in place, staring in your own eyes of the reflection. The man’s smile fell, noting the sudden change of mood. Catching your gaze, he followed it, turning his back to you. His own eyes finally fell on the mirror and he gawked.

“Oh. Oh, wow.”

Without waiting for you to speak any of the thoughts currently hurling in your mind, he slowly walked over to the mirror as if just about as surprised as you were, but with genuine curiosity as well. His hand reached but stopped right before touching the smooth surface, and instead grazed the mirror’s frame, admiring the piece of fine furniture.

You stood in your place, still uncertain how to react. But he did not seem as confused, you realized – as if, although not expecting the phenomenon, he knew exactly what it was caused by.

“Fascinating…” he finally spoke in a soft voice. “Really, I don’t remember the last time I’ve seen one like this” he talked with childlike thrill. “It’s old, isn’t it?” He looked back at you, but his smile fell once again, noting you were nowhere close to sharing his excitement.

He let go of the mirror’s frame and took a step towards you, face tense and determined.

Something in you screamed, some sort of self-preservation instinct reminded you of its presence, calling out to you: this is a threat! This isn’t normal! It’s a sign, run!

Can’t move.

You stood there, completely stunned, as Baekhyun finally closed the proximity, finding himself right in front of you.

Was it some sort of manipulation, or was it just you – that the fear in your guts somehow mixed with arousal?

“What… is that?” you dared to ask in a tone as tough as you could make it.

He stepped that one step too close, making you stumble backwards. One step more, one more, and he had you leaning against the wall by the bedroom’s door, somewhat cornered, yet with enough room to flee if you so wished.

“If…” Hearing his voice this close made you flinch slightly, and he turned his tone down a bit. “If you tell me to leave, I’ll leave. I’m not going to hurt you.”

The last words made the heart thump in your chest.

“But… you could.”

“I could.”

“Were you going to?”

He didn’t reply for a moment, breathing in deeply.

“Not… much.”

You stared at him, still uncertain and confused.

“Who are you?”

He stepped back again. Your eyes moved between his silhouette and the mirror behind when he stood right next to it, giving you the best picture of his non-reflecting self.

“I’ll give you a fun fact instead” he announced, lips curling into a grin again. “Your mirror is very old. I actually don’t remember the last time I’ve had this happen to me. Because mirrors nowadays don’t do that. Do you know why?”

You had no clue what he was going at – you shook your head.

“Because mirrors nowadays are usually made of glass and aluminum. Or stuff like that, I’m not so sure, really” he shrugged, unbothered. You still weren’t able to finish the thought off, a small piece still lacking for you to understand it. Baekhyun sensed that, and he patiently continued – speaking the last few words to put all of the puzzle together for you. “What they used to be made of in the past?”

You gawked at him.

“…” The breath got caught in your throat. “Silver. They… They used to be made of silver.”

“Voila.” Baekhyun spread his arms, as if presenting himself to you. “And before you try to think of all the possible creatures that have silver allergy written into their lore, just know I’m not the only one you had a chance to meet tonight.”

You recalled the stranger you met at the bar, Baekhyun’s friend whose words had spiked your curiosity the moment they echoed in the dark street.

I won’t bite you, I promise.

What if someone bites her when she’s alone?”

His eyes sparkled as he watched all the small bits come together in your head. Slow enlightenment displayed within your facial expressions with hundreds of subtle emotions, and piece by piece, the deduction snowballed, becoming more and more apparent, bared for him to drink the sadistic satisfaction from.

That was when you recalled his own words.

A good snack is a good snack regardless of the time.

“You… were going to bite me?” you finally uttered, voice breaking with every syllable.

He let his arms fall to his sides, smile softening, head tilted slightly backwards – your eyes spotted his fangs, sharper and whiter than human teeth, exposed by him for you to admire.

“If you tell me to leave now, I’ll leave” he repeated, but his tone made it clear that he already knew you weren’t going to do that.

In fact, even you knew from a while ago that your curiosity was too strong to let him off the hook – you felt like you caught a sort of urban legend, and you’d hate yourself for letting him flee without getting a hold of all his secrets.

Ultimately, though, it was the sensation of getting preyed on by him that – you realized – lit a fire inside of your body, and made your insides burn with want.

“Stay, please” you uttered in a small voice, as if too shy to request something this impure. “I want to know… more” you whispered, convincing yourself to look back at him. Your eyes fell on his fangs again, so unnaturally sharp despite not appearing that much longer than in a human. You recalled when he kissed your thigh earlier, and shivered, realizing how close it was, how easily he could have…

“You’re thinking too much” he suddenly interrupted, noting that you were so endorsed in the chaotic train of thoughts that you were just hyping yourself into anxiety at this point.

He lifted his hand towards your face, slowly and carefully, as if to test the waters. You weren’t sure if you should let him. Maybe, in some twisted way, it would be easier if he didn’t ask – if he just grabbed you and forcefully bit into your neck, so you could experience that mysterious sensation of falling a prey to possibly the only creature on the earth that could realistically impose threat to the mankind. You felt a nervous, but exciting sensation in your gut.

You didn’t even manage to react before his fingers gently brushed your cheek. You were already a goner, leaning into his hand on instinct. The fear became thrill instead.

“Here you go, good girl” he whispered with content.

Not waiting any further, he leaned down and buried his face in the crook of your neck. You let out a small whimper when his lips touched your heated up skin. You felt his fangs graze the sensitive surface, but no pain followed, only the sweet feeling of a chaste, open-mouthed kiss.

“Oh…”

He kissed slowly down your cleavage, hands running down your silhouette along with his lips. He breathed into the space where the hem of your dress ended, not daring to go further. You were still stunned, still too shaken to invite him in, but you didn’t oppose even one bit when he put his hands below your thighs and lifted you up, your arms automatically anchoring around his neck.

He was so gentle with you when he carried you over to your bed and placed you down on your back with utmost care. The bed sheets were cold below your body, your dress doing close to nothing to soothe the sudden sensation. But Baekhyun’s – against what you would think – was impossibly warm against yours when he hovered above you for a few moments, your legs wrapped around his waist just a bit longer. He placed another kiss on your cheek.

“May I?” you whispered.

“Hm?”

“Kiss your lips.” You cupped his face with your hands. “May I?”

“Go ahead.”

It seemed like he did it on purpose, not leaning in to make it any easier for you, and you had to strain yourself to reach him. Your lips touched, the sensation – absolutely breathtaking. His fingers gently wrapped around your neck, pushing you down into the mattress, but following the motion with his own mouth, deepening the kiss with a sense of roughness, overpowering you in a way. He nibbled at your lower lip, letting you feel the sharp edge of his fangs.

“Will you bite me?

“I think I will.”

“Why haven’t you yet?”

He broke the kiss and smirked down at you.

“Are you impatient?”

“Do you want me to beg for it?” you uttered, trying to sound irritated, although at heart knowing that you were close to doing so anyway. You were, in fact, impatient.

“Maybe later. Will you?”

“I…”

He didn’t let you finish, his grip on your thighs suddenly strengthening and you yelped, feeling his nails dig hard into your flesh. Your breath instantly quickened, sensation quickly becoming unbearable.

Taking all the time in the world, he finally released the hold, stroking your abused skin in comfort instead.

“Easy, love. See? It’s just my fingers. You wouldn’t take my fangs just yet.”

He knelt back between your legs. Your dress’ lower hem was almost at your underwear from being carried by him earlier, and Baekhyun’s hands traced up your bare thighs, once again taking note of any sign of discomfort or displeasure.

You felt nervous, more than ever. Not only because you weren’t used to such casual endeavors. Something in you felt stressed about disappointing such a superior creature, still feeling like it’s a one-in-the-lifetime chance that you got.

Baekhyun seemed to sense your worry perfectly, and he leaned down to ground you with a kiss to your knee.

“You’re beautiful” he spoke with no ounce of hesitation or doubt. “And you smell delicious” he added. Such a peculiar thing to hear, you thought, yet your face heated up, as if the second compliment was much more meaningful than the first. “May I… taste you down here?” His hand slid down your inner thigh, stopping at your dress.

You opened your mouth, but, quickly realizing your voice won’t align with your intentions, you instead nodded – a bit too eagerly, involuntarily holding your breath.

He took all the time in the world, allowing you to get accustomed to his touch as he slowly lifted your dress, finally displaying your underwear, at which you let out a small, shy whimper. He pushed the fabric even higher, and you took the hint to sit up and take it off fully, now left in nothing but a black lingerie – a set you almost only wore to parties when you wanted to feel especially well put-together, and now you silently thanked yourself for this habit.

He now moved up and kissed the skin between your breasts, smoothly tracing his lips down to your stomach and stopping briefly above the hem of your panties, fingers hooking around the edge. With one last glance at your burning up face, Baekhyun slowly pulled your underwear down, taking his sweet time and enjoying the way you only squirmed quietly, held right at the edge of sanity with such a simple interaction.

“Breathe” he reminded you, discarding the fabric to the side, his own exhale hitting your private parts, now exposed for him to see.

He placed yet another comforting kiss on your mound.

“You’re okay, you’re safe” he whispered.

Although his words comforted you, he didn’t wait for you to calm down; quite the opposite, in fact, when he finally put his mouth around your pearl, overwhelming you with just the proximity. His eyes were fixated on yours in a predator-like way, drinking in your reactions and gaining sadistic pleasure from the way you could no longer control your body.

The room filled with wet noises that mixed with your own voice. Your moans slowly became more and more obscene as Baekhyun’s mouth worked shamelessly around your private parts with care, yet ease, as if he knew all bits of your body and didn’t even need to think twice, getting all the sensations, all the pressure, all the pace – perfectly right, pulling you further and further into the immense pleasure.

You were ready to relax and fall deep into the sensations, when he suddenly dug his nails into your thighs again, forcing you awake.

You yelped and tried to squirm away, but his hold only strengthened. Your breath hitched when you took the cue to stay still until the grasp once again dissipated.

“Don’t you feel too good?” he mocked. You glanced back at him – his eyes were shining red, face darker than just moments ago, threatening.

“B-Baekhyun…”

Should you feel scared at that moment? Should you understand that this man was a monster? Maybe. But it felt just too good to be in his hands, to be toyed with and hurt so sweetly. It was like a reward to know that out of all people, he chose you as his prey. There was some primal pleasure in being this little, naive girl that fell right into his trap, that allowed him to sweet-talk her into giving up her will of survival.

In a surge of confidence, you put your hand on top of his head, pushing him to resume what he was doing so well just moments ago. Baekhyun didn’t object, only letting out an amused huff when his lips wrapped around your clit once again, sucking on it gently and letting you once again melt in the sweet sensation. Your fingers clutched his hair, letting you release some of the tension, and when he hummed into your skin, you held it so tightly you for a second worried about causing him pain.

But he didn’t say a word and you quickly realized, it must have not bothered him in the slightest. His eyes slipped closed, now fully fixated on devouring you, hands holding your hips down to prevent you from squirming, hold just a bit too strong, just to cause you the slightest amount of pain, just to remind you what he was capable of.

Your whole body trembled, approaching the sweet release. Baekhyun’s mouth was relentless, and he read your reactions perfectly, his pace and movements perfectly designed to drive you insane.

With your thighs pressing together, you clutched his hair even harder. You were starting to convulse, letting out incoherent whimpers. Baekhyun’s fingers, dug into your thighs so strong you wouldn’t be surprised if they drew blood, no longer hurt – it was all mixing together, the proximity of his existence alone already overwhelming your senses, but the passion, the warmth, the textures, the sounds – it all sucked you in further and further, riding you off any remains of sanity that you may have had left.

Suddenly, right as you were about to reach the peak, everything stopped for less than a second; a void so sudden you didn’t even manage to register it.

And then, like a thunder through your body, Baekhyun’s fangs pierced the soft skin around your clit. He sucked hard on both your blood and your pearl, and you instantly came undone, crying out in pleasure and agony.

Your vision went white for what felt like ages and you felt like you were floating in the outer space; for those heavenly moments, you were not even sure if you’re still alive, but your thoughts mingled and dissipated too fast to formulate a coherent sentence. Whether Baekhyun was still there or not, you would not be able to tell; your mind was blank, and he could as well have left you moments ago – except the pain that was slowly starting to materialize again was an excellent proof that he was still present, and when your body finally came down from its high, you managed to register him down there, still between your thighs, with his arms wrapped around them in an almost loving-like manner.

You had absolutely no idea when did he bit into your thigh instead, letting your most fragile bits calm down from the overstimulation, but it looked like he was so endorsed in tasting your sweet blood that it took you a few long moments before he finally acknowledged you’re watching him. Your lower body was limp, small shivers running here and there, but any pain no longer present, your flesh too worn out to take note of it.

Sensing your gaze, Baekhyun slowly pulled his fangs out of your skin, carefully as to not damage it further, and then sent you a smug, bloody smile, hand caressing your hip.

“Welcome back” he spoke. “Took you a while.”

You tried to push yourself into the sitting position, but even your arms wouldn’t listen, and you fell back down in exhaustion.

Maybe it was merciful of him to climb up and hover above you, letting you look at his full figure even when you could no longer move to watch him yourself. A drop of your blood slipped from the corner of his lip, landing on your own. You curiously reached to it with your tongue, and Baekhyun didn’t wait a second, pressing his lips into your own, taking that sweet droplet back but giving you a taste of the metallic flavor in its full glory. A short, but rough nib to your lip made you let out a small, helpless whimper, tears emerging in the corners of your eyes – with the amount of overstimulation, even that much was already too much, and you were so worn out, so weak, so overdone.

“Just a bit more, love.”

His lips once again found themselves on your neck, kissing so tenderly that you barely felt it.

The prickling pain that followed no longer caused you to recoil; your body was growing weak, too weak to handle it anymore. You were getting drained beyond the stage of quick recovery, and you could tell, there was nothing you could do at this point to stop it.

Just a bit more, just a few more sips.

“You taste so good.”

Biting into the top of your breast now, closer to your heart. You didn’t feel it anymore, only phantom sensations somewhere far away.

You were at the brink of unconsciousness when he finally pulled away. A bit carelessly, he knelt up and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, dark burgundy-shining eyes fixated on your fading ones.

Although you still had it in yourself to look back at him, the world around you was gradually collapsing, and it was only those burgundy eyes that kept you right above the surface, but so about to drown.

“My… I may have overdone it. Are you still there?”

He sounded marginally worried, as if coming across a small incident, and not a human life that was on the line.

You blinked and moved your fingers ever so slightly, just to let him know you’re still conscious, although barely.

The man smiled at that softly, clear relief washing over his face.

“Don’t worry, you’ll be okay. I’ll make sure of that.”

He reached to your cheek, patting it gently. It felt a bit grotesque; his skin was so warm as opposed to yours, chill from the lack of blood and paler than ever.

But his touch felt nice, and, although you knew that the slumber you’d fall into would not be natural and the next hours would possibly decide your fate, it felt like you were falling into a dream instead; you were growing addicted to his presence, and you could do nothing to stop it. You were a goner.

“I’ll make sure of that, because I cannot possibly waste a fine snack like you. It’s just the beginning, love. Better recover fast.”

Ahh, I'm actually proud of this one, hope you guys enjoyed reading as much as I enjoyed writing! Also don't hesitate to let me know your thoughts, and hopefully, more vampire content will be coming in the future!

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terzo w/ a goth daughter hcs

i don’t know where i got this idea from but i’m obsessed with it. in this fic, the reader is referred to as the other parent. without further ado, this is terzo with a goth teenage daughter. (her name is violetta, she’s mentioned in a previous fic i posted) i hope you enjoy!!🦇🖤

-of course this girl ended up goth. it would be concerning if she didn’t. she was raised in a satanic church. her dad is the lead singer of a devil-worshipping rock band and paints himself like the skull emoji every day for a living.

-violetta was raised on classic rock. of course, she grew up hearing other things, but the importance of rock was preached at her by her papa.

-she’s got super cool taste even without him though.

-sometimes violetta ends up shocking HIM with stuff she listens to.

-she ends up discovering more intense, heavy stuff he didn’t play for her as a kid but still enjoyed privately.

“how- how did you find this band?”

“i’m cooler than you think i am, dad.”

“that’s my girl.”

-i feel like terzo doesn’t like electronic music, but violetta does. stuff like crystal castles. (great music, check it out!)

-so if she gets in the car and starts playing something he doesn’t like, he playfully bullies her for it.

“ay, what is this computer crap?”

“oh, i’m sorry, do you want me to play some of your old man music?” she says with a wicked smirk.

-if they ever get in fights, (which they do, they’re both stubborn as mules, though terzo will swear she got it from you…) violetta goes to her room and will BLAST music. like, BLAST. if she’s really mad, she’ll play something he doesn’t like.

-and if she’s R E A L L Y mad…

-she’ll play worship music. as in jesus worship music.

-you have to run to her room and tell her to stop before her father leaves her as an offering for satan.

-violetta does the coolest tradgoth makeup.

-the first time she wore it outside her room, terzo had many mixed emotions. two voices in his head:

“that’s my daughter!! la mia stellina! she doesn’t need makeup to be beautiful! her precious face is gone!”

and:

“hell yeah, that’s my daughter!”

-lets her practice makeup on him

-sometimes she’ll do his face paint and it’ll look fucking AWESOME, he wears it with pride

-very encouraging of her talents and passions.

-i can totally imagine her being into all kinds of art. music, drawing, painting, photography, design, makeup of course, writing, everything.

-she has a very distinct dark aesthetic she goes for when she makes art

-terzo is so blown away by her creativity. always wants to see what she’s working on, even when she says, “go away, dad!”

“what are you drawing?”

“what’s that song?”

“is that a poem? can i read it?”

-her fashion is totally awesome and terzo will always buy her random goth jewelry or accessories he finds that remind him of her. she is very spoiled.

-if violetta ends up going to goth clubs or events, sneaking out of the house, terzo totally catches on. he was similar as well.

-she’ll carefully close the door on her way in, letting out a small sigh of relief, thinking she made it back safe.

-until she turns around and sees her father nonchalantly sitting in a chair, wine glass in one hand, book in the other.

-“how was the party, violetta?”

-she’s silent.

-“and the one yesterday? and the one last weekend? and the one the weekend before that? there was even one on a tuesday. who goes to the club on a tuesday?”

-this man has TOTALLY been to a club on a tuesday. but he would never say that to his daughter

-no amount of face paint could cover the look on her face in that moment.

-boy, she was in for a stern lecture and a rough night.

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munsonsduchess · 2 years

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Eruption

summary: the kids find out about the baby

w/c: 1,356

warnings: fluff mostly, mentions of sex, pregnancy content warning, swearing, mentions of Eddie being hurt in the upside down

a/n: this one was requested by @guavamoleschickenstrips and I wrote it just before my job interview on Friday. Not beta’d as per usual and if you find any typos or mistakes you can blame my editor. This is part four of the domestic Eddie and wife!Reader. You can find the other parts here:

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(Moodboard by me)

Eddie had sent word on his "finest messenger ravens" to the party telling them that their presence was requested at his "domain" for a startling announcement. In reality he'd written a note for the kids and dropped it off with Steve when he went to return some videos you guys had rented who would pass along the message.

Since all the older kids found out at basically the same time about "mini munson" as you'd taken to calling the baby it only made sense for the younger kids to find out as well, at least the hellfire kids anyway. You didn't know much about Wheeler's girlfriend, the psychic child or her adoptive brother with a weird connection to a place you would rather not think about.

You thought about it enough when you saw the scars that littered Eddie's body and you knew how lucky you were that all he'd been left with were scars. There had been a moment when you'd cradled his unconscious body in your arms and prayed to whatever god or demon you could think of that he would make it out of this alive. Those days and nights sitting in the ICU in Hawkins General watching his breathing, fearing the worst.

You pushed those thoughts out of your mind and smiled at your husband as he danced around your trailer singing loudly to the Iron Maiden album playing on his stereo,

"Run to the hiiiiiiiiiils! Run for your liiiiiiiife!"

You laughed at his antics knowing he was excited to share his news with the hellfire club, they were as much his kids as the one growing inside you and honestly you all deserved something good after all the bullshit you'd been through.

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The door to the trailer shook as the sound of knocking reverberated around the small space,

"Baby your kids are here" you called to Eddie who'd gone into the back bedroom for some last minute prep, or so he said,

"Grab the door will you?" he called back, "i'll be out in a second!"

Pulling yourself off your comfortable spot on the couch you bookmarked the page in your book, a sequel novel to a vampire book you'd found in a bargain bin in the city the last time you and Eddie had been up getting new tattoos.

You opened the door and let the kids filter in one after another, they'd all come kitted out in their hellfire shirts and you could see an advanced dnd monsters guide under Dustin's arm, so clearly they thought they were here to play,

"Sit wherever, there's sodas in the fridge or we've got water" you told them, "you're all still too young for beer"

"Is Eddie home?" Mike asked looking around nervously, he'd been slightly afraid of you ever since he met you, which was in stark opposition to Dustin who Eddie maintained had a crush on you from the moment he met you,

"Yeah he'll be out in a second, I'm assuming you guys know why you're here?"

"Um to play dnd?" Lucas asked, he looked around and couldn't see anything set up so maybe that wasn't the reason after all,

"Better than that Sinclair!" Eddie jumped out of the hallway and wrapped his arms around your waist, "I have exciting news regarding our party!"

The boys looked at one another and moved to the edge of the couch. They knew you came to Hellfire when Eddie was still in school and you'd been here reading when they played in the trailer but was their DM suggesting you were going to join in from now on?

"Oh sweet! Are you gonna join in?" Dustin asked you which earned him a snort and a roll of your eyes,

"Nope not me, I'm happy to sit on the outside and observe, and to help plan your inevitable demise"

"Baby" Eddie pouted, "you weren't supposed to tell them they're all gonna die"

"My bad" you shrugged, "but then again, i could be lying" you grinned at the boys who looked as though they might wet themselves in fear and confusion any second,

"Anyway!" Eddie released your waist and twirled you around, "the exciting news does involve the Stalwart Lady Munson"

"Just tell them Eds, they're gonna piss their pants"

"We are introducing one more member to the party, in roughly nine months time" he looked at you like you'd hung the moon, his dimples on full display as he smiled at you lovingly.

There was a chorus of shouts from the couch, and you shook your head. Eddie always did have a flair for the dramatic so you really shouldn't have expected any different from him now,

"You're pregnant!" Mike yelled, "what? How the hell did that happen?"

"Dude" Lucas put his face into his hands at his friends question and shook his head, he had a seven year old sister but still had to ask ,

"They're always having sex!" Dustin clarified, "the last three times I was here they were doing it"

"Last four" you corrected, "we just ignored you and locked the door"

"You know Gentlemen I thought you'd be happier to hear this news" Eddie said scrutinising the boys on the couch, "Wheeler your sister was like the first person to find out and she was thrilled. Harrington too"

"What? Steve knew? He didn't say anything!" Dustin objected, "that's so uncool"

"Yeah well we told him to keep his mouth shut until we could tell you ourselves" you supplied, "you don't have to be as excited as Eddie about the whole thing but you could at least try not to look like I just shit in your cornflakes"

"Does Erica know?" Lucas asked, then grinned broadly when you shook your head. You hadn't heard anything about the younger Sinclair recently so you couldn't say what she was up to or what she knew, "then I'm super happy for you guys!"

You didn’t mention that Max already knew about the baby having been over for her dinner that evening and seen the positive test in the trash and asked you about it. The red head was delighted for you both and offered to babysit whenever you and Eddie needed time alone.

"When is the baby being born?" Dustin asked, "so I know when to plan for"

"Why Henderson, you want a babysitting gig?" Eddie laughed, "Mommy not giving you enough allowance"

"It's a monumental event! The Prince of Hellfire!" he exclaimed ignoring Eddie's jibe, "or Princess I guess"

"Will you still be our DM?" Mike asked, "I mean I know babies take a lot of time and attention"

"Please, you heard Lady Munson. You boys aren't ready for what's coming"

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After the boys left you flopped back down onto the couch. They'd all ended up being incredibly excited about the prospect of Mini Munson all talking animatedly amongst themselves as they left about things they could do to celebrate the birth and Dustin even going so far as to suggest Steve take them to the city so they could buy you a gift,

"Well I think that went about as well as expected" you sighed as you leaned into Eddie, "although I think they're gonna be a little bummed they didn't get to play dnd"

"They'll get over it, besides they're coming back next Saturday when you're at the mall again for your Girls Day Out"

"Are you still mad about Nancy finding out I was pregnant before you? Baby I was puking my guts up in a mall bathroom. She has two younger siblings, she took an educated guess"

"Fine, fine, but I don't want anyone else to see him before me on the day" Eddie pouted, squeezing your middle tightly,

"What makes you so sure it's a him?" you questioned, poking at Eddie's side, "it might be a girl"

"Either way they're a future little metalhead and nerd"

"Oh god that poor baby" you laughed and Eddie frowned at you before assaulting your sides with his fingers, tickling you till you collapsed breathless on the couch,

"I love you, Lady Munson"

"I love you too … nerd"

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tiny-tigers · 1 year

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*Knuckles cracks* You know it well, it is about time I open up about Newcastle trip it's only been 4 weeks and I have already lost the notion of time.

Hey yet again it is long storytime so I understand if you don't read it all. Apologizes. (But you have insisted for it so at least my turn to make the story worth it and long enough !)

For my beloved : ♡ @koloha12 @saintsnlancs @lxndonorris @lukadreaming @ledemidouverture @mironovgraphy ♡

Since it was decided (N had agreed to go to Newcastle mostly on my impulse but refused to drive if snow wanted to invite herself to the party) , parking was booked so we had time to relax on thursday. It's without knowing me and my mad mind who involved N in a mental research for a trumpet toy around all the town and second hand shops.

Why trumpet you may ask? Aled Walters introduced a "trumpet dance" and you can see that dance performed by Jack at the end of the Premiership 2022 final and the one braincell club using that emoji 🎺 all around so I thought it would be a cute gift: fatal error.

Empty handed and hopeless even after tasting the absolute best chaï latte of my life but mostly without gifts for Jack we headed home. I wanted with all my heart to continue my tradition it might sound ridiculous to you and maybe it is because even I doubted of Jack liking the presents. Nonetheless I am the autoproclamed "giftbags girl" you know and I didn't wanted to bring him nothing when he brings me everything by his only sunny presence.

As I told the man himself in a card and in a better formulation : he gave me friends / new horizons / new goals / he makes me want to live my life to the fullest and he made the impossible possible / because of him I can believe this world is magical and it is the biggest present he could give me : make me fall back in love with life.

So, giftbag ! Obsessed with making something proper I watched too many tutos to make a trumpet out of paper without any gluepen and settled to attempt a bass (because our man used to play bass) in origami. Failed- tried so hard I didn't slept my night and I still currently need to buy a new notebook to N. I was in my bed very upset at 4 am with my skills in origami and scared not to wake up on friday at 6 am but I surprisingly did.

N agreed to let me one more chance to do a giftbag and let me 30 min in a supermarket where I bought stuffs to create a decent giftbag out of the blue. I had scissors and tape some paper sheets and pens from N's house to make the magic happened but mostly to add labels to the items.

Yes and so we headed to our Roadtrip to Newcastle at around 10 am and I miraculously took only 1h to finish the giftbag composed of :

•a card with the origami in it because I always write to him.

• pre match treats : gums 3* packs (for anxiety)

• post match treats : cream eggS 4*+ mignonettes of alcohol 3*

•mug with written "I am the boss" and a label saying : "Freddie will make you his best flat whites in it" - (our man likes coffee ok?)

• a little hotwheels tractortruck labelled "Because you couldn't ride a real one this summer" - homesickness we never know.

* T a d a a a ! * (Yes I was proud, it might look like nothing but all was on reflexion and 21£ nonetheless)

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I need to specify we had a costa break 30 min away from Newcastle ground because it Will be mentioned later. DO NOT ON ANY PRETEXTS DRINK A LARGE CAPPUCCINO BEFORE A MATCH. NEVER. DON'T. BAD IDEA!

During the journey we encountered a massive rainbow once the rain ceased and it was announciating that good day.We were confronted to Newcastle parking shortly after and N was hella proud of her driving and to end up next to tigers bus. I didn't let her the time to say weewee break and wanted to enter ground before the end of warm up. We passed sucessfully security check with the guard extatic at my cream eggs for Jack calling him lucky boy.

And then... I discovered my favorite ground ! Oh mymy !

It was wow. Magical. The light. The closeness to players 😱. I had never seen that ! The moon and the sun compared to AJ Bell ! Better than Welford Road , very friendly ambiance. Cosy, warm very far from gloomy and spectral aways days we see on telly. I was so positively surprised! So many good points that might be terrible points on other weather conditions but for my part : the open field and ground is spectacular. I have very bad sight and could see so so Well players AND actions. SO much space ! The Welford road terrace but ten times better.

Obviously I think the weather helped because I can't imagine when it rains but you must attest it for yourself because it is very different to see images of that ground and the reality. I always thought it was mourn, grey, full of grumpy northeners, no charms, no ambiance and well I am just actually describing the AJ Bell !?

The music choice was immaculate, the sun was on point, vision of the ground 10/10, the screen = close to you big enough perfect angle, closeness to players 11/10 would not recommend when a wild box kick of JvP appears on your head but otherwise great, toilet very clean but super tiny but eh that's life, very easy to circulate around the ground I didn't had to climb over Steve Borthwick to reach my side of the ground : very satisfying.

Even without my glasses I could see them it is really a big plus , the big minus is that I am everywhere on that damn replay (yes mom it is me on the english Tv)

Grateful I was to be there warming up my skeleton while the boys were cracking their articulations. I must admit I had not the heart to take any pictures at the time because I was in awe. I could hear them, feel the wind when they were running smell their cbd menthol oil they are sponsored by and that they apply on their bodies. I was watching jack and fred doing their routine that I know by heart now and really couldnt take any pictures without being seen. So it was a bit intimidating to feel like I was taking photographs of human zoo, it made me kind of wondering what I acutally wanted to picture.

N rejoined me just before the warm up end and we were both extatic about the sun light. I shouted at Jack's name on the screen when they announced team, we had clapping time for that poor girl that passed away recently then game time. The new romance between Charlie's ankle and Radwan started, adam dragged the poor sod on the floor like a rake lifting one of his leg and just draaaaaging him out of the way like a carrot plant. I am not sure it is even allowed but it was wild to attest for sure and poor shocked Charlie insulted Radwan of savage animal. I didn't repeated my 2nd experience with Sale at Welford road I have learned since then not to disturb jack when he is on pitch...So when he just ran 2 cm from us I stayed quiet as a koi fish and followed only his melodic assured voice shouting to the players behind him : " Come on lads keep the good energy" he was on fire and I might have watched more the outside lines than the pitch itself and missed some actions as the yellow on Freddie !?... I was distracted.

First half looked already pretty bad and a certain scrum half was part time doing his exos part time shouting from the left corner of the pitch as a mental.

The try before the end of second half completely has made him lost his temper. Firstly he did shoot violently on a barrier and on his way to reach the changing room he just hit one of the premiership blue pole so bad it almost fell off. I so much wanted to climb that barrier and reach out to him giving him a pet talk and patpat. All the shenanigans about tigers try then not try... I couldn't bear and sorry Charlie but I had something more urgent to do than to see your conversion because remember that huge cappuccino ? YES I WANTED TO PEE SO BAD I LEFT BEFORE CHARLIE's CONVERSION AND PAUSE SORRY I AM A BAD FAN. Sorry to talk on a raw tone but I never needed and peed so much in my entire life that I would have peed on Jack for sure perhaps to mark my territory I don't know but no way I would have waited second half. If it can avoid any accidents to you in the future I am all in : avoid Costa maxi beverage big time before match.

Second half it went so downhill but light had changed and it was very pretty with sunset colors ! I can tell you he was fulming furious on the side chewing a lot and anxious pinch 👌 he had so little time on pitch to do anything.

Let me also introduce you why Cameron Henderson is a SWEETHEART ♡. He was doing rounds around the pitch and looking like us at the screen so he was always a bit around us or with the boys warming up and at one moment he litteraly stopped by my side looked at the bag , read the scripture, we saw him being very content and appreciative like mmmh mmh he stopped litteraly for that like 😊mmh APPROVED and then continued his walk hahahaha it was SO SWEET and N and I we looked at him like 👀 ? What do you think cam... I am✔by Cam the homie😎

N can tell you it was very sweet and funny how his expression changed !!

It was miserable for our side a bit less than sale game tho because it was astonishingly good rugby from Newcastle that day. It was a well deserved win for them and ambiance increased, so good fun and noises, I was so pleased for Moroni's try and Carreras was amazing !!! I had a very good time honnestly even with such an awful loss it was difficult not to be pleased for what Newcastle had built that day everyone can recognize that. Jack was sooo pissed untying his fingers's bandages and had a little walk to calm himself, they all stayed a bit on pitch but the last one to go back to the tunnel was DK doing pics near the terrace. We saw Radwan having his interview and we had another toilet round for N this time and the queue was so huge I completely panicked. I lost it , I was so pissed I didn't tried to call jack while he was still on the pitch.

But on the other hand I had the remains of our good moment at sale in mind and I was a bit stressed to go back to memory lane of welford road the second. I didn't wanted to messed up the good memories in my brain of that 3rd time to switch it with a bad moment ( honnestly just AVOID the jack when he is pissed second advice ! He isn't kidding when he says he is a grump and bad loser) ....

So I Waited, waited, waited again just to have N out of the restrooms. Obviously we had a second problem yes the car was parked near Leicester team bus but it didn't Said where the exit of the changing room was ??? We were walking around and waiting a bit with Newcastle fellows, I had some courage and asked them if we were in the right place ?

Let me tell you Newcastle's accent is something ! But it was a lovely family who even helped me not to miss Jack ! ♡ Newcastle I love you dearly. Very easy to find the good spot to wait players even if you don't know the ground magic plus !!

And now voorpret begins

The bus mooved and basically some Newcastle players were coming out one way and leicester both ways. The bus was basically blocking the way making possible for players to shortcut or do big turn the rest was the parking lot so people were also getting out by car.

I think matt scott was the first to come back out of the changing rooms and for an obscure reason joe heyes was still on pitch running. Then the tigers cubs, sam edwards - archie vanes etc... it was so funny because like always this anticipation is contagious you've got a warm ball in your stomach and everyone whisper names at the glimpse of the players they are seeing. Tommy Reffell was playing with a little boy in the courtyard near one side of the pitch and some players were called way before the trepassing sign by people so I guess it could be staff members or acquintances. Compared to Sale there was almost no one. And few for newcastle players!!! And theeeeen... Freddie appeared... He was so huge and cute with his little hood he looked a bit poorly with his hands full of asian food box which was getting cooler and cooler. We litteraly thought he would go directly to the bus but nooo he lovingly answered to everyone and was chatting a bit with the Leicester contingent. N whispered to me it was the moment if I wanted to get Fred now or never you know ?

I was so very much conflicted inside because I didn't wanted to miss Jack but on the other side it would have been the 3rd time I just turned my back to him...Time for a change I carefully jumped water puddles to come closer to him with the sketchbook open and one pen in my hand litterally doing that face and with the lowest voice I said : Fred ?

And yes I am totally aware I do look like Gollum on second picture to let him give me my pen back

I KNOW ALRIGHT ?

Anyways he said yes ? And I just gave him my pen and whispered something like canyousignitformepleaze

He said oh Wow that's some pretty amazing drawing you have there ! I said thank you so much it is very kind of you he said No seriously it's really good.

I said actually I have a friend who is from Japan and is a fan of you and she couldn't be there but she is coming just to see you for the six nations

He was interested but had that embarrassed laugh we know him for, half-flustered half-happy answering:

oh wow nice ! I said yeah I hope she could see you there Me too. Me too.

I have to admit I was so touched by his kind tone and distracted but mostly because I had a "new achievement unlocked- mission complete" alert in my head ..... That I forgot to say thank you and bye and it is N who said it for both of us before I jumped of another rain puddle to hunt the jack.

We saw Ollie coming for the bus, no one actually tried to stop him. He said hello and entered bus with his food to join Fredda who had to climb inside the bus at one point after talking to everyone.

And then petty me will serve you the DK the dickhead story , we were waiting for about 30 min ? When it happened.

Well...have to say when you see at least one member of the OBC you KNOW the rest of the clique isn't too far behind and we KNEW jack always takes forever in the shower he is always last to enter changing room and last one to left them. First jack was out before DK but someone asked him something so while DK was at last finishing with what he had to do in that famous courtyard where Tommy was , he suddenly happened to go out before Jack.

I was litteraly waiting in the middle of the way , there was some space and people around me but I was in the middle of that emptied parking lot so you will have to pass across me one way or another to get out of that gate to reach for that bus but the area was clear so you could see people from a far.

Anyways... there was still room to mind your own business and enter the bus incognito like Fred and Nic Dolly tried to do with their hoods on. This is important because our man dkhead has chosen delibarately to slowed down and not really deviated from his path, we locked eyes from afar because I was looking at Jack arriving he judged me from head to toes as I was carrying that huge JvP's giftbag. Looked at me smirked with a contemptuous sneer just rolled eyes and went away and I looked at him like 🤷‍♀️when he did that like ...I litteraly said "Yeah?" And he went back in the bus 🙄 ..dkhead. Super funny to make fun out of a fan and even if it is to joke at his friend because I am sure there was good banter in that bus after like DON'T do that in front of me when I am about to see him I litterally EXCUSED myself to bring him gift because of you.

On to Jack now so... I came a bit ahead and I said while walking : "Jack very sorry I know you had a long day but I promise it is the last one before a long time" He stopped and said "that's alright no worries thank you" *hugkiss*

I asked him if he could sign me the drawings and he said YYyess I was holding the notebook and he was holding it as Well so we touched fingers yeah yeah yeah 😭🧠💥 take that DK ok he is very dumb tho because he asked where to sign when there was a whole page to do it and Fredda understood the concept 5/5 directly when he was mmmhmmh where do I sign ?? 😰😱.

After it I said I have one last question for you he was like yeah? (👁👃🏻👁)👂🏻? And I Said : I have noticed the SSS on your wristband is it actually for your mom? And he said with that HEAVY norfolk accent with a little laugh and smile "ah Nah nahNooo it's not for mom it is for my RrrugBae" I was shoked picachu a bit and he was about to leave and say bye because he was also saying thanks to N as he recognized her as Well as me but I wanted to know so I said : yeah ok but what is it for then exactely what does it stands for the SSS ? (I AM STUBBORN ok?) And he was a bit relucant shy almost at first like do I share it to her or No

me:😍😊😊

but then he was like Well🤗 : S*** /S**** /S***** , I Said Ooooh thanks ! And we said bye thank you!.

He signed some stuffs tried to escape quickly because he went to hug wiggy who wasn't coming with them but tommy reffell called him back Jackyy ! Oi JACKY !!! Because that little boy he was playing with since the beginning was being overpassed by Jack so he came back but he went in bus after and we were already gone ! On any cases it could beat the sale match enconter and our talk but it was cool interraction I was happy for the SSS question and the signature and he was still grumpy but I made him laugh so 😊 and this time his accent was SO HEAVY it was a pleasure for ears this time for sure !!!!!! When sale was very visual.

Went back home and tadaaa ♡ / the end. Thank you for the read and the wait ...

...and yeah N heard the SSS and I told @hold-to-love because I was so happy to have some news from her that I dropped it but I think I Will keep it with me as he shared it to me a bit as a secret and it is very precious info to me ♡ it is stupid but only 4 people Including jack knows what it means so let's keep it that way Shall we ??? I KNOW IT IS SILLY but he trusted me on that one and I felt blessed he dropped it like Well "ok it is the ladygiftbag fan let her have that jack " ...😂 even if I guess aaaalooootof scrum halves have that same sss now that I know what it means Well... 🤷‍♀️ I keept it preciously. I hope you don't mind..

#jvp #newcastle #yes I am petty about DKhead #mostly because in contrast ?? cam was super duper sweet #he is just jelly he didn't had chocolate when cam probably did

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reallifemutant · 2 years

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Eddie Munson x reader ch. 1 (pls lmk if I should just stop writing lmao 😶)

You drove the remaining distance back into the town you frequented as a kid to the sounds of the top hits buzzing in the background. Now you didn’t have much disdain for the popular tracks on the radio but would rather just have some sort of white noise to fill the empty car. ‘Welcome to Hawkins, IN’ flashes by and you begin to remember the past few “vacations” - if you could even call them that - and the unnerving feeling of being back in the place where you had witnessed so much tragedy. However, the unnerving feeling washed away when you pulled into your aunt’s driveway.

‘Fuck it’s almost been a year since I’ve seen everyone.’

You had started your first year at college and hadn’t had much time to spend with the people whom you held so close to your heart. Living only 30 minutes away from your aunt’s house was quite convenient while growing up and you spent most of your time with your younger cousin, Dustin. While you might be 5 years older than him, you genuinely consider him a brother more than a cousin.

You hear a tap on the window break you out of your thoughts and turn to see your aunt beaming down at you. Muffled by the window, she says, “y/n! I can't believe you're finally home, get out of this car and tell me everything!”

You stagger out of the car and are immediately engulfed in a bear hug, regardless of your known aversion to touch, you reciprocate and pull away saying,

“Oh aunt Claudia I’m so glad to be back, let me just grab my bags and I’ll be right in!”

You grab your duffel bag and book bag out of the passenger seat and make your way inside. After placing the bags down in the guest room your aunt exclaims, “Dustin didn’t know you would be here early. Oh, he’s going to be so excited to see you. He hasn’t been able to stop talking about how much he misses you-”

Your heart aches a little when she says that because even though you know he understands the whole college situation there’s still a part of you that feels guilty that you haven’t been here for him, especially after the events of last summer.

“-You should surprise him by picking him up from school. I know the other boys would be glad to see you as well! Also maybe check in on Max, Dustin has mentioned that she’s been quite distant lately. Alright, you should get going or Dusty is going to get on his bike and hurry home.”

At this point, your aunt was pushing you out the door along with her ramblings, and next thing you know the front door is shut and you’re left with one mission. Pick up Dustin.

As you pulled into the parking lot of Hawkins High you spotted the bike rack and situated the car facing it. You stepped out and decided to lean against the hood to look out for your beloved cousin and his friends. With a hand up to block the sun you see Mike first considering he’s the tallest and Lucas next to him in his basketball warmup suit. Lucas split away from Mike and you took this chance to snag the scrawny boy’s attention. You called out to Mike as he looked around the parking lot trying to find the source of the yelling. Surprised he turns to Dustin and goes “It’s your cousin y/n! You said they weren’t going to be here until tomorrow night.”

Dustin furrows his brow, “I did say that- hey- where are they I can’t see anything.”

“C’mon this way,” Mike says as he leads his shorter friend towards his cousin’s car.

“Y/n!” Dustin exclaims as he hurries toward you and throws his arms around you in a hug.

When he pulls away you make sure to ruffle Mike’s hair saying, “Hey, guys thought I’d surprise you, Dustin, and come a day earlier since my professors let out class early. So go get your bikes and stuff them in the trunk boys.”

Mike elbows Dustin and gives him a look that reads ‘why don’t you ask them?’ Dustin huffed and looked back at you and said: “We have a club meeting in about an hour but we actually do need a sub to fill in for Lucas and uh I mean only if you’d want to, it would save our asses if you came.” He gave you his best puppy dog eyes and shoved Mike to get him to mimic him.

You look between the two boys, well, teenagers now, and sigh, “I guess Dustin but what even is this club if you need a substitute?” Both of the boys snap out of the puppy dog trance and immediately look at you like you’ve just saved the world…again.

“It’s D&D or uh Dungeons and Dragons you don’t even have to understand anything. We will worry about all the nuances for you but we NEED you to show up.”

“Okay okay fine but only because I missed your birthday this is your present or makeup present whatever. Anyway, do y'all want to get a snack or something before or?” You gesture towards your car and the boys immediately grab your arms and pull you back towards the school.

“Okay that works too,” you say while twisting out of their ironclad grip and following behind.

You enter the building behind the boys and follow them through the many twists and turns it takes to get to a room you believed was forgotten about by the faculty. The room is completely dark except for some overhead lighting and it takes a second for your eyes to adjust to the darkness before they land on a long table with five boys surrounding it. Dustin breaks the silence and approaches one boy who is sitting in an extravagant chair and exclaims, “I have your sub. Meet my cousin y/n, they’re here on break from college and they’re very willing and eager to play with us.”

Dustin ushers you towards the chair and you finally catch a glimpse of the man in it. He’s absolutely beautiful and the overhead lighting makes him appear almost angelic looking despite his aesthetics being everything but. His deep brown eyes land on you and take you in with a somewhat disapproving stare.

‘I definitely should’ve dressed up a little more to pick up Dustin gah damn,’ you thought to yourself.

“No.” The beautiful boy in the chair says.

Confusion takes over your features as Dustin says “No? They’re quite literally your only option, Eddie.”

Your eyes meet Eddie’s and slightly squint as if you would be able to read what the fuck his problem is through his eyes.

“Only option? Are you positive Dustin?” He breaks eye contact with you to stare down at your cousin.

“100% unless you’d rather postpone.” Dustin challenges.

Eddie places his fingertips together and leans on his thumbs contemplating as if he’s making some corporate decision.

“Alright, y/n. Welcome to Hellfire.” He says as he extends his right hand towards you with a smirk on his face.

Dustin is in the background cheering while you attempt to grasp his hand and give it a firm shake but immediately you soften when he grasps your hand and brings it up to his lips to just brush against your knuckles. Externally your eyes widened and heat rushed to your cheeks but internally oh man,

‘WHAT THE FUCK IS HE DOING IS HE-IS HE KISSING MY HAND? WHAT KIND OF CLUB IS THIS? THEY HAVE THIS HOT ASS MAN JUST HERE IN CHARGE OF EVERYTHING? I wonder if he does this to every new member. DUSTIN OH NO DUSTIN IS HERE OH GOD OH-‘

Eddie slowly puts your hand down and lets it go painfully slow while Dustin watches on with his jaw basically on the floor. Your thoughts were still racing trying to figure out what exactly just happened while Eddie began to animatedly discuss the campaign. He saw you still frozen to your spot and motioned towards the chair next to him. Not wanting to anger the extremely cute leader of your cousin’s club you quietly took a seat next to him as the rest of the club began to talk amongst themselves.

“Do you happen to know anything about D&D?” Eddie says while leaning towards you.

Looking back at him with a sheepish smile you shake your head no just knowing that your words would fail you. He grasps the edge of your chair and pulls you closer to him and says, “That just gives me an excuse to talk to you the entire game.”

At this point, you’re bewildered as to how flirty this man is but seeing the rest of the club not even batting an eye at this behavior you just assumed that Eddie was the type of guy who was naturally flirty with just about anyone. You’d met those types of guys before at frat parties and thought they were into you only to be extremely disappointed to know they also talked to their professors with the same amount of flirty energy in their voices. Not that there was anything wrong with it, you just personally weren’t used to people flirting with you since you tended to stick to school work and extracurriculars to fill your time.

Throughout the game, you became entranced by Eddie’s enthusiasm and theatrics as DM and began to enjoy a game you earlier knew absolutely nothing about. However, watching Eddie was more interesting than the game. You saw how his brown eyes would glint mischievously and a Grinch-like smirk would appear when he got to a particularly evil part of his campaign plan.

At that moment you became mildly obsessed with this boy but naturally, you had to remind yourself, ‘I’m in college, he’s not. He’s the leader of a high school D&D club, he’s not going to be interested in you. You’re here for Dustin not for that extremely cute guy ughhh he has like Disney Princess eyes I just want to stare at them all day. Not bad okay. We’re almost done you just have to roll and you probably won’t defeat this Vecna dude but whatever.’

Soon Eddie is grabbing your hand and placing a die in it, you quickly shake it and roll it not expecting anything good to happen. Dustin and the rest of the club lean anxiously over the table while you’re peeking through your fingers.

“CRIT HIT!” Dustin exclaims as the die comes to a stop on the 20. He hugs you as the rest of the club yells victoriously, high-fiving and giving you pats on the back.

As everyone is packing up to leave Eddie calls Dustin to stay behind and you and Mike make the trek back to your car.

“You know, I think Eddie likes you,” Mike says with a teasing look.

“I mean I would hope so I’d rather not have pissed off your dungeon master on day 1.” You roll your eyes as you see Dustin and Eddie walking out engaged in a very heated conversation.

“Wonder what that’s about?” You ask Mike as he looks at you slightly annoyed like there’s something obvious you’re just not getting.

“You know I thought you were supposed to be smart.” He says with quite the attitude as Dustin and Eddie part ways.

Dustin comes stomping up to the car as Eddie turns to give you guys a grin and a wave.

You return the favor and turn to Dustin and ask, “What’s this,” gesturing to his sour mood, “all about? We were fine like 5 minutes ago.”

He turns to you and says “Nothing, I'm hungry. Are you hungry? I want dinner and mom made mac n cheese so let’s get going.”

You eye him and turn out of the parking lot. First, you dropped off Mike and told him to tell the Byers hello for you. Then you turn to Dustin, “Okay seriously that was weird what’s up?”

He sighs and turns to you “Eddie likes you and wants me to convince you to go out with him. Now I know this isn’t why you came back and it’s probably not in your best interests to go on a date-“ you almost instantly tune him out while you get enveloped in your thoughts,

‘A date? With me? He saw me in this and still wants to take me out? Wait what if he’s one of those guys who’s going to try to pressure me into fucking him on the first date? But just what? Like he’s known me for what 5 hours? He only knows my name he literally knows nothing about me. He also is quite literally in high school isn’t that like illegal? Boy is Steve going to get a kick out of this one. Fuck Steve I totally forgot to tell him I was coming home early.’

Dustin waves his hand in front of your face breaking you from your thoughts and says “Well did you hear any of that? Or did you just zone out? I mean Eddie is a great guy and wouldn’t do anything to hurt you but I just don’t know if I’m comfortable with him going out with you. I just I know what happened between you and Billy and I’d feel so guilty if something like that happened again”

“Yeah no I totally get it Dusty. Maybe just tell him to come hang out with us or something or maybe he can come hang out with Steve, Robin, and me. Also, like how old is he 17? Isn’t that illegal?” You add without any acknowledgment of the Billy comment.

“What no he’s 20 he’s been held back like twice.”

“Oh. Wait so he’s like a year older than Steve and I?”

“Yeah, that’s basically how math works.”

“Dustin, I know how math works. I'm literally an engineering major. It's like my life. But anyway if you’re not comfortable with it I won’t go out with him.”

“Are you even interested in him?”

“Oh yeah he’s really cute but I feel like it wouldn’t be a long-term deal though and I really don’t want another boy telling me he just wants to be friends with benefits.”

“Okay, gross didn’t need to know that. I don’t think Eddie would be like but I’ll gather more info from him. Why don’t you ask tweedle-dee and tweedle-dum for their opinions?” Referring to Robin and Steve.

“Alright fine I’ll go talk to them tomorrow but tonight let’s just have a fun dinner. I haven’t seen you in months, Dustin.”

“Okay okay yeah you’re right.”

You both enter the house after quite a lengthy driveway conversation and immediately dig into dinner. After dinner, you take a much-deserved shower and get ready for bed. Dustin popped in at some point to say goodnight and you settled into bed with one of the many books you brought to read. You had this rule that you had to at least get halfway finished with the book before you could put it down and sure enough as soon as you hit the halfway point you started to doze off. You placed a bookmark in between the pages, turned off the light, and settled in for a night of dreams involving a certain brown-haired boy with the most beautiful eyes you’d ever seen.

#eddie stranger things #eddie munson #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x y/n #stranger things #dustin henderson #mike wheeler #steve harrington

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kyanitesaphire · 1 year

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Lightning In A Bottle chapter 11

When Spencer awoke in the morning, he was alone in Éclair’s bed, the sheets slightly cool where she once lay. He sat up, climbed out of bed, and checked down the hall. The bathroom door was open, indicating it was vacant. He peered into Lurch’s room and saw it was empty too. He descended the stairs and checked the kitchen and living room for her. When he checked out the back window he saw her sitting on the back steps while the dogs ran amuck in the backyard. With the assurance that all was well, Spencer got to work brewing a pot of coffee and making some toast. Once he was armed with caffeine and carbs, Spencer joined Éclair on the back porch.

“Morning Hibou.” Éclair sang as she welcomed him to take a seat next to her. “ Sleep well?”

“Yes actually.” He said sounding surprised. “I haven’t slept that well in a very long time.”

“Well then I guess you’ll be catching up on a lot of sleep this weekend” she gave a playful wink before planting a kiss on his lips.

“I’m sure if you had your way I’d never sleep a wink around you if last night was any indication.” He said with a slight wince as his shirt rubbed against the still tender scratches covering his back.

“Don’t be silly. I would never deprive you of your much needed rest. You’re too cute when you sleep.” She cooed, running her fingertips along his jaw and across his lower lip. “Besides, if I did that, how would I get a repeat performance of last night? You’d be too tired to keep up!”

“I’d like to think I could improve on it.” Spencer boasted before taking a large gulp of his coffee.

“Quite the ambitious claim!”

“Ambition is one of my finest traits. I wouldn’t have earned three PhDs and three BAs without it.”

“So can I expect to see you reading books about tantric sex and the karma sutra?” Éclair joked half expecting Spencer to spit out his coffee in shock, but instead he gave her a very matter of fact response.

“I’ve already read many books on various sexual practices including the karma sutra. Unfortunately that knowledge only seems to get used when solving crimes involving kink communities. And you know what they say about theory versus practice.”

“So I take it you’d like to get a bit more practice in then?”

“Perhaps. Later tonight maybe.” He replied brushing her blonde and blue locks out of her face. “I figured today you might want to pay Lurch a visit. We can bring some fresh clothes for him and Yen along with the cookies Garcia made.”

“Alright, fine. We can go…..to see Yen.” She feigned reluctance and Spencer laughed at her subtle jab. “You finish your breakfast while I pack a bag for them. After that we can worry about showering.”

“Oh good, you can clean up the mess you made of my back.” Spencer said rolling his shoulders.

“Ill get started on packing. Come on boys! Time to go inside!” she hopped up and skipped merrily back into the house with the dogs in toe.

When Spencer finished his coffee and toast, Éclair was still trying to figure out what to pack for Yen and Lurch. She had several outfits splayed out on the bed, non of which seemed appropriate for the hospital. Some looked like formal attire, others looked like clubbing outfits.

“No.” Was all Spencer said as he scanned over the garments.

“No to what?” Éclair asked holding up two very different cocktail dresses.

“All of it. As someone who has been in hospitals both as a patient and as a supportive loved one numerous times, I can say with absolute certainty that nothing here is what they’ll want to wear.”

“OK….what do you suggest?” She asked casually disregarding the dresses she was holding. Spencer filed through what he assumed was Lurch’s dresser.

“Few pairs of underwear, Flannel pj pants, and loose fit tee. Until he’s discharged he’ll have to stay in those awful gowns but we can at least make sure he has fresh underwear and something to go home in.” He explained setting a small pile of clothes on the bed.

“What about Yen?” she gestured to Yen’s dresser.

“Yoga pants or track pants, casual tees or tank tops and a sweater. Basically think ‘could they comfortably wear it to bed but still hit the corner store in it?’”

“If you say so.” Éclair shrugged, pulled out more suitable wardrobe choices and put everything else away. “I just figured some nice looking clothes might lift her spirits. When I’m down, dressing up nicely usually makes me feel better.”

“That’s where the cookies come in. Hospital food is disgusting. The only thing good to eat is the jello.” Spencer explained as he packed the clothes into a bag. “I’m sure you didn’t need me to remind you of that though.”

“I don’t really remember the food from my stay. It’s all a bit of a blur. I remember bits and pieces here and there, but there’s a lot of gaps and it’s out of order. DD said that’s normal though. Not everything would be converted to long-term memory during the earliest part of my recovery. ” Éclair meandered out of Lurch and Yen’s room and down the hall to her own room. “I’m going to figure out what I want to wear. Meet you in the bathroom .”

Spencer stripped out of his pajamas, noting the fine red speckled lines littering the inside of his shirt from the scratches. Fortunately the bleeding was very minimal and didn’t seep through. When Éclair opened the bathroom door, she was confronted with the sight of Spencer’s clawed up back as well as the deep purple marks on his neck and shoulders in the mirrors reflection. She did her best to refrain from laughing at his expense but was less than successful.

“ I’m sorry. I guess I did go a little overboard last night.” She apologized through her smirk. “I’ll have to remember to reign it in next time.”

“It’s said that being marked in such a manner is a sign of a good lover, and the more plentiful and pronounced the marks, the more proficient the recipient is. So I guess I must have been doing something right to receive such praise.” Spencer boasted as he gestured over the various marks on his neck. With a devilish grin, Éclair gently ran her fingers over the scratches making him flinch. “ But maybe could do something about those nails.”

“Ohh! You gonna take me to get a nice manicure?” Éclair joked as she turned on the shower and began to strip down.

“That doesn’t sound like a bad idea.” He chuckled as he finished undressing himself.

As Spencer stepped into the shower and the hot water hit the tender scratches, he whined. It took him a moment to adjust to the stinging sensation, and just as he was used to the water beating down on them, he felt Éclairs hands gently washing the spaces between the wounds. He braced himself against the wall as she continued to delicately clean his sensitive skin. Eventually the pain subsided enough that all he was left with was her warm touch and the throbbing memory of the previous night replaying over and over as her fingers brushed along the broken skin. His eyes fluttered shut for a moment as his breathing became more labored. This didn’t go unnoticed by Éclair.

“Are you ok? Is it too much?” She asked moving her hands to his shoulders and trying to look him in the eye. He attempted to steady his breathing before quickly responding.

“No, I’m fine. It’s OK.” He shifted his stance to hide his predicament from her. She rested her hand on his lower abdomen and felt a familiar, tell tale flexing beneath her palm.

“I see…. So you don’t want me to give you… a hand?” she asked slowly letting her hand slide further down. As much 8as he enjoyed the thought of the release she was more than willing to provide him, the staggering statistics regarding shower-sex related injuries were impossible for him to ignore. He gently pulled her hand away from his swollen groin and carefully coaxed her in front of him so she stood beneath the water.

“I think the tub floor is a bit too slippery for that.” Spencer said as he relished the sight of the water gently rolling down her soft curves. “Besides, it sounds like the dogs are getting lonely already. We should hurry up.”

“I suppose…” Éclair sighed, leaning against his chest and draping her arms around his neck. Spencer pressed his forehead to hers and rested his hands on her hips. “In that case, do you mind being so kind as to get my back for me?”

Zeus and Raijin waited impatiently outside the bathroom for the amorous couple to re-emerge. Their tails anxiously slapping the floor and walls as they paced restlessly. Éclair shooed them away from the bathroom as she opened the door, Spencer following closely behind her.

“Okay, okay! We’re out! Settle down!” she called out as she herded them down the stairs. “I can’t leave you boys alone for five minutes without you losing your minds!”

Spencer started to chuckle at her remark until he realized how true the sentiment was. This posed a problem.

“Uh oh…” he muttered mostly to himself but loud enough to be clearly audible. Éclair looked back to him hoping he would clarify his concerns. “ Even I had my car here for us to take, they wouldn’t fit in it…” he added to which she nodded in agreement. “ we can’t take them on the bus and Bethesda is too far to walk…” Éclair continued to nod clearly not fully grasping what Spencer was trying to say. “what are we going to do about them when we head to the hospital?” he asked. Éclair hummed and hawed, pondering the quandary before her. She picked up her phone and absent mindedly fanned it between her thumb and fingers. She looked down at the device and the gears in her head began to turn faster. An epiphany. She opened up her contacts and pulled up the number of a certain eager ginger, tapping the call now button.

“ Hey! I have an odd request for you if you’re free….do you like dogs?......big ones. ….. yeah, well you see Lurch got hurt and hes in the hospital. We were going to go see him but I can’t leave the boys home by themselves. …….. Hibou. ….”

Spencer could only hear one side of the call for the most part. That was until she uttered her pet name for him. Suddenly he could hear a high pitched squeal from the overly excited person on the other end, although he wasn’t able to make any sense of what they were squealing about.

“yes yes yes, that’s all good. …..No, that won’t be necessary. I think you can handle it on your own…. Ok maybe one other, but that it. …OK…I’ll see you in a few. Bye.” With that Éclair disconnected the call. “ There. Not a problem anymore.”

“And who exactly did you call?”

“I guess you could call her one of my sisters?” she replied with uncertainty. “ Do you remember when I told you about the friends I made that said they knew me form before?” Spencer nodded as he listened to her explanation. “She’s one of them. They’re all anxious to meet you….well all the girls are at least. Dauphin is kina hard to read at times, but I get the feeling he’s unsure about you.”

“I see. Well hopefully I can live up to the hype.” Spencer said preparing another cup of coffee for himself. Dauphin…that’s a highly unusual name… do all of you ‘sisters’ have unusual or uncommon names as well?” Éclair shrugged.

“Are Etoile, Luna, Ciel, and Blanche unusual names?”

“ They’re not exactly the most common names, but definitely not unheard-of….they’re all French.” Spencer noted. “Their names translate to Star, Moon, Sky, White… and Prince.”

“You know French?” Éclair asked in bewilderment.

“I know a lot of languages. Admittedly, I can read them more proficiently than I can speak them.” Spencer checked the time on the microwave and inspected the box of pill packets. “Here, you’re due for your meds.” He said passing her the next pack in the strip. Instinctively, Éclair put her hands up to catch the pills, but unlike Lurch, Spencer didn’t toss them at her. He simply held them out to her in his hand, waiting for her to take them. She accepted them and poured herself a glass of water to take them with.

While they waited for their dog sitter to arrive, Éclair poured two large dishes of food and water out for Zeus and Raijin, and Spencer programed alarms on his phone for her medication times.

It wasn’t long before there was a rapid knock at the door sending the dogs into a frenzy. Éclair rushed to the door and let their guests in.

“Hibou! They’re here!” Éclair called out as she helped her sisters put their shoes away while the boys eagerly welcomed the new visitors. Spencer made his way to the door, nervously smoothing out his hair and clothes before appearing around the corner.

It was only dawning on him now that he was about to meet his girlfriends family.

“Oh my God! He’s even cuter in person!” Spencer had barely processed seeing Ciel before she launched herself at him and wrapped her arms around him in a crushing and constricting embrace. Éclair could see the discomfort written all over his face.

“ Sorry, I probably should have warned both of you. Ciel here doesn’t really do boundaries.” Éclair explained as she gently peeled Ciel away. “ And this is Etoile. She doesn’t really speak much…or… well… at all.” When Spencer’s arms were finally liberated, he gave his signature wave and straight line smile and Etoile reciprocated the gesture.

“ You must be Éclair’s…uh… sisters?” Spencer wasn’t sure if that’s how he should refer to them given the complexity of their relationship, but both Ciel and Etoile nodded in agreement. “She speaks fondly of you. It’s nice to meet you.” Etoile began gesturing what Spencer assumed to be some sort of sing language but he didn’t recognize any of her motions. Seeing the confused expression on his face, she knew immediately he didn’t understand her and gave Ciel’s arm a gentle smack.

“Oh! She says ‘were very excited to finally meet you too.’” Ciel translated.

“Sorry, I noticed you were trying to sign, but I didn’t recognize your particular dialect. I’ve never seen it before.” Spencer explained , primarily addressing Etoile. Ciel and Etoile looked to each other and then to Éclair.

“It’s OK guys. Anything you would tell me, you can tell him. You can trust him.” Éclair assured her sisters.

“I take it you know what was done to Éclair? At least partially?” Ciel began. Spencer nodded. “ The same was done to us with varying degrees of success and side effects. One of which cost Etoile her hearing. Since it was just us, we didn’t have anyone to teach us any common sign language and no way to learn. We had to make our own. Our well being wasn’t exactly their top priority. We may be free for the most part now, but since we don’t know everyone who played a part in what happened, we have to be careful who we put our trust in.”

Spencer had suspected all along that Éclair hadn’t been the first or only one to endure such surgical atrocities, but he hadn’t imagined meeting any of the others. Primarily because he figured they would have most likely died.

“ Given what you’ve lived through, I can see why it’s so hard to open up and trust anyone.” He said, putting a comforting and protective arm around Éclair. “But I promise, your trust in me isn’t misplaced.” A weighted silence filled the room as a mutual understanding settled between them.

The silence only lasted a moment but even that was too long and awkward for Etoile to stomach. She gave Ciel another smack and began gesturing with a cheeky smirk on her face.

“ETOILE!! No! I’m not telling them that!” Ciel shrieked, trying to mask her laughter.

“ What did she say?” Éclair asked eager to be in on the joke.

“Nothing that needs repeating.” Ciel replied trying to wave off Etoile’s motions “Maybe we can talk about it over a girls night, but in the meantime you two have somewhere to be don’t you?”

“She’s right, I’ll grab everything while you get your things on and let them know of any specific care instructions for the dogs.” Spencer said excusing himself from the room.

“Once it’s just us girls though, you owe us details.” Ciel decreed pointing to her neck. Etoile smacked Ciel harder and began gesturing as though she was suffering some grand injustice . “ I really don’t think he'd be too comfortable with the show part of show and tell. So you’ll just have to settle for the tell portion.”

Etoile gave an exaggerated pout in response to that comment.

Éclair quickly donned her boots and set out Spencer’s shoes. When he returned, she took the bags from him so he could get his footwear on while she gave the dogs their kisses. Zeus didn’t wait for Spencer to finish what he was doing before thrusting his muzzle into his face affectionately.

“Alright, let’s hit the road before Zeus insists I need to kiss your sisters before leaving.” Spencer said giving the dogs a quick scratch and opening the door.

“We wouldn’t say no!” Ciel joked as Etoile puckered her lips. Spencer wasn’t sure how to respond to the jest meanwhile Éclair just laughed it off as she walked out the door.

#criminal minds #spencer reid #spencer x oc #spencer reid x oc #fanfic

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ootori-sibs · 2 years

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Put a blade to my neck and call it a collar

Chapter one

Slight warning for implied mentions of sex (nothing even happens it's just referenced.

At the window of my room, the prince arrived. Dressed in nothing but his tight black pants and flowing white shirt, barely even laced up. He reached out for me and spoke, in that silky smooth, western european accent, "my love, I have come to see you in your most private hours."

I stared up at him, wrapping my blankets around myself as I wondered if I should dare to call the guards. A part of me, however, did wonder what it would be like if I heard him out. Perhaps he had information he could give me-

"Information? Pssh, that's not what he wants to give you." Kyoya rolled his eyes, taking a sip of his cherry juice he'd had put into a wine glass. It was around three am now, and he'd finished his homework, as well as the club finances for the week, so he was having some time to himself. He didn't think there was anything wrong with devouring trashy romance novels in the middle of the night, it's not like there was anyone there to judge him for it.

It was just getting good, but he knew that Tamaki had something planned the next day so he definitely wouldn't be allowed to sleep in as much as he usually would like. So unfortunately, he did have to put the book down.

Putting the book next to the others on the shelf, Kyoya decided not to read too much into his taste in fantasy romances. He liked fantasy before he befriended the human embodiment of the prince charming archetype, it wasn't his fault. He was not in the mood to psychoanalyse himself tonight, no sir.

Getting back into bed, he took another sip of his juice before turning over and getting all snug in his blankets. This was his favourite part of the night, when he got to relax and lull himself into the deep abyss that was sleep.

"Alexa," he activated the computer ai in his room. He wasn't sure how it worked but frankly, he couldn't care less, "play some white noise."

Now with his background noise, he could close his eyes and finally get some rest. He loved that feeling, the feeling of relinquishing control and slipping into his most vulnerable state. Oh how he loved it.

What he didn't love, was being woken up by the blonde idiot as he threw some clothes onto the bed. "Come on, Mon Ami! Get dressed!"

"Ugh…" he groaned, rolling over and pushing himself up into a press-up position before flopping back down, face buried in the pillow. "I hate you…"

"No you don't!" Came the chipper response from his best friend, the moron was now pouring some fresh coffee- Kyoya could smell it from here. "I had your maids bring you some choc ou pain, I know you said you don't like sweet things but you liked it when we had that sleepover so I figured why not. I've also brought some coffee flavoured crackers, I figured those would get you up and running."

"What the fuck are we doing that you have to be so nice to convince me..?" He pushed himself out of bed, blankets still wrapped around himself.

"Nothing too bad," Tamaki chuckled. He was dressed in a sky blue polo shirt with cream pants and a dark brown belt with… hiking boots- why the fuck was he wearing hiking boots?

"Tamaki," he frowned, reaching out as he's handed his coffee, "what are we doing?"

"Well, I was thinking about how we never-"

"Tamaki, cut to the chase. What are we doing?"

"I figured we could go camping." He shrugged, looking at Kyoya like he was expecting an argument.

"Camping?" Kyoya repeated, unsure if he heard that correctly.

"Yep!"

"Absolutely not." He sipped his coffee, standing up and glaring at the other boy. "On our own?"

"Well the entire club but yeah, on our own."

"We're literally teenagers, not only that, but we're always extremely wealthy teenagers- bar Haruhi, but she's a girl so it balances out." He pauses, putting the coffee up, "do you want to get kidnapped? Because that's how you get kidnapped, Tamaki. We can't go camping on our own, we'll all end up dead or worse. That's not to mention the fact that you expect any of us to have any sort of survival skills." Pausing again, he held up a hand to shut Tamaki up, "and don't bring up Honey and Moro's fighting skills, because they shouldn't be forced to protect us. They aren't fucking gaurd dogs."

"Aw, but I found a leaflet for a camping ground on the dinner table yesterday so I thought-"

"Who left it there?" Kyoya interrupted, annoyed that someone had stolen his favourite tactic for getting what he wants.

"Huh?"

"Who left the leaflet for you to find? Leaflets don't just appear in front of you, Tamaki?"

"They don't? But at school-"

"I put those ones there, you moron." He sits down, beginning to eat his breakfast, "it's the only way I can get you to do something."

Tamaki paused for a moment, blinking down at him in surprise. "You could just ask me for things, you know? I'm not going to say no."

"Whatever," Kyoya brushed him off, bitter about having to admit that he wants things. "Someone clearly wanted you to go camping, in order to make you vulnerable."

"Maybe," Tamaki shrugged, sitting next to him, "what would you prefer then? If you don't feel safe camping."

"I don't feel anything," Kyoya snapped back, huffing as he had more of the pastry, "I don't know, you're the ideas guy."

Humming in thought, Tamaki watched Kyoya eat for a few minutes before smiling. "Maybe we could go and have a picnic instead? No danger because it'll be in the middle of the day, and then perhaps we can have a sleepover at my place. How does that sound?"

Kyoya sighed, nodding and dabbing at his mouth with a handkerchief, "that sounds a lot better, actually. Where do you propose we go for the picnic?"

"Oh that's a good question," Tamaki hummed in thought, combing Kyoya's hair for him. "There's a lovely cliff in the nearby woods. We could go there?"

"Hm," Kyoya hummed, enjoying the sensation a little more than he probably should. Tamaki was a very touchy guy, and Kyoya had discovered very early on that he adored the attention, * especially having his hair played with. It was downright heavenly to him, he couldn't get enough. "That sounds lovely, do you think the others will enjoy it?"

"Oh Haruhi will, she mentioned liking the woods.'

There it was, the reason this lovely attention was now laced with shame. Kyoya's best friend was no longer single. Tamaki had a girlfriend.

Haruhi was a lovely young lady, of course she was. Kyoya couldn't help but be fond of her, she was perfect for Tamaki as well, and she was such a good friend. The only problem was that Kyoya had a jealous streak a mile long, so he couldn't help but feel pain when he remembered their situation.

Looking up at Tamaki, the sun streaming in through those golden locks and reflecting off those amethyst eyes, Kyoya's heart hurt. He was so desperately in love with this man, but couldn't do anything about it. It wasn't his place to see Tamaki like that. They were both boys, and despite Tamaki being openly bisexual, the boy was an heir, and needed a partner who could give him a child. Kyoya couldn't do that.

It was tragic, but Kyoya was okay with it.

Tamaki would never see him like that, and it was okay. Haruhi knew full well how Kyoya felt, and for the most part she ignored it. She never objected to the way Tamaki touched Kyoya near constantly, so Kyoya didn't feel as much shame as he would about enjoying the attention.

⁠♡

When they actually picked up the others, they'd been informed of the change in plans but thankfully not why. Tamaki had been smart enough to realise that Kyoya wouldn't want them to know he'd gotten nervous.

Tamaki was a good friend, at least that's what he liked to think. He could read Kyoya like a book, and he could read the other hosts just as well. The only exceptions to the rule were Mori and Haruhi; Mori because he never spoke, and Haruhi- well Tamaki wasn't sure about her, but she was certainly an enigma. He used this innate knowledge of his friends' inner thoughts, in order to help them and make them feel safe and loved. He's pretty sure that makes him a good friend.

They all sat down for the picnic and Tamaki, as usual, kept his eyes on Haruhi. He did find himself glancing at Kyoya quite a lot, making sure his buddy was feeling okay. He was a little worried about Kyoya, but the magane boy knew how to pretend he was fine a little too well.

That just worried Tamaki more.

There was something in the air that day, Tamaki couldn't tell you what it was but his stomach butterflies fluttered and it didn't matter if he was watching Haruhi or Kyoya. He'd long known that he was bisexual, but today seemed especially difficult for him. Maybe it was something in the brie, or the champagne the twins had stolen from their mother but Tamaki couldn't help but watch Kyoya a little more- did he and Haruhi wear the same lipgloss? He knew better than to ask, but he was still curious.

By the time they were getting in the limo to head home, his arm was around Kyoya's shoulders. "Do you want to come home with me?" Left his mouth before he could think about it. Luckily, Kyoya agreed and got into the limo with him.

Tamaki knew his father's code for getting the limo driver to put the window cover up, they were too much alike. Kyoya didn't realise what was up until Tamaki 's hand was intertwined with his. Tamaki hoped that Kyoya's heart was beating as fast as his own was in this moment. He leaned in, murmuring a prayer in French under his breath, Kyoya closed the gap and suddenly they were kissing.

His left hand in Kyoya's hair as Kyoya's right was on his back, Tamaki tasted that lipgloss for the first time, followed by the overdose of coffee on Kyoya's tongue. Tamaki was dizzy but he let his instincts kick in as he succumbed to his own desires.

Kyoya seemed even more into this than he was, hands slowly tucking under Tamaki's shirt, but that was where Tamaki drew the line. He gently pulled Kyoya's hands away and kept kissing him, noting the delicious sound Kyoya made in disappointment. Tamaki hated his father, for what the man had done to his mother, but he had to admit that he was a beautiful example of what not to do, and was self aware of that. Tamaki had been made to promise not to get too into anyone before he was legally allowed to.

By the time they got to the second Souh mansion, Kyoya was panting, that boy was so incredibly unfit and fragile that kissing seemed to tire him out. Tamaki found that strangely adorable, if concerning. He helped Kyoya out of the limo and up to the bedroom, letting him lay on the chaise lounge and catch his breath as Tamaki sat there in silence, trying to find the words.

"Did you… like that?" He asked, unsure what else to say.

Kyoya let out a light, airy chuckle, the kind where Tamaki couldn't tell if it was real or fake. "Well I kissed back, didn't I? Plus I thought you knew I was gay? Of course I'd enjoy a kiss from our resident prince charming."

That thought made Tamaki turn a fresh shade of pink; that his friends could view him the same way the girls did. That they could be attracted to him like that. He wasn't sure how to show attraction that way genuinely and not have it be an act.

"You don't have to act for me." Kyoya seemingly read his mind, always knowing what's going on. "I know what you're like behind closed doors, lying to me is useless." He was right, but the expression as he said it did something to Tamaki. He wasn't sure what had happened but something new had awakened during this picnic.

"I think I had too much champagne," he confessed, fixing his hair in the mirror. "I spent most of the day comparing your lips to Haruhi's."

"Well how does mine hold up?" Kyoya responded, seemingly not phased.

"Well I haven't kissed Haruhi yet- have you done this before?" Tamaki asked, confused by how casual Kyoya was.

Kyoya just nodded, "my first boyfriend had a fiancée, I know how to compete for a boy's attention."

"Wow, have you dated many men?" Tamaki didn't know anything about Kyoya's love life, he realised. It seemed rather interesting.

Shrugging in response, Kyoya offered once of his classic slick smiles. "Not dated, but I've kissed every non straight boy in our class- and some of the straight ones. It's a good way to get information, what can I say?"

"I can say quite a lot, Kyoya," he responded, "but all of it would make me a hypocrite."

Kyoya nodded and cleaned his glasses, "to be fair, Tamaki, you give the guests attention purely because you want them to be happy. I tend to be a lot more selfish than you are."

"You don't think I'm selfish?" Tamaki paused, curious now. He was under the impression that he was a very selfish person and that it was a known fact. For his best friend to call him selfless… it was a little bit of a shock for Tamaki.

"Why would I?" Kyoya sounded surprised that Tamaki would be confused by this, "look at you, Tamaki. Really look at yourself; you're undeniably powerful, you are the envy of the school and the most beloved of it as well. You could get whatever you wanted, so easily, but you don't." Pausing for a moment, Kyoya sighed and adjusted his outfit. Tamaki wondered if Kyoya knew he could hear the devotion in his voice.

"You don't take what you want, you use your power and abilities to create a safe space for all the women of the school, somewhere where the entire purpose is to make them comfortable and happy. You go out of your way to make other people happy, you do so much just for other people whom you have no business caring about. I don't think that's selfish at all."

Tamaki was silent, he'd never heard his own actions and motives laid out before him like that. The way Kyoya was looking at it, and the way it had been read into, it seemed to Tamaki like Kyoya had been watching him for a long time.

Possibly since they'd first met.

#kyoya ootori #tamaki souh #tamakyo #haruhi fujioka #ohshc

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frogsister87 · 1 year

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Do you like McDonald’s sprite?

Yes!

What age did you start becoming more independent?

Probably 28 was when I really started being the MOST independent. Just because it’s when I started living alone with no roommate or anything.

How do you like your oatmeal?

I like the apple cinnamon oatmeal

Do you ever just dance around the house?

Yeah I guess

List 5 things you need to do soon.

Clean my bathroom, fold laundry, bring some stuff out to my garage, pick stuff up at my grandmas, make an appointment to get my dress altered, pay rent

What do you do when you start to feel sad?

Go for a drive

Have you ever been to a metal concert?

Do you like metal?

Not really

What’s your favorite Christmas movie?

Home alone

What about Halloween movie?

Hocus pocus probably

Do you like the taste of cilantro?

Have you ever busted a window accidentally?

I don’t think so

Do you remember those Bratz dolls? What were your favorite dolls?

Yeah, I don’t remember having a favorite

What was the last thing to bum you out?

I don’t know

Do you enjoy apples?

I do

Have you ever made apple butter? Do you like it?

I have not made it and I’ve never had it

Do you own any pocket knives?

Nope

On a scale of 1-10.. How happy are you and why?

I don’t know that’s complicated. I’m very worried about some stuff right now and a little irritated and angry at some people. But as long as everything turns out okay and the way I want it to I’m very happy so.

Do you think diamonds are overrated?

Kind of

How many languages can you greet somebody in?

Three probably

Do you have a favorite planet?

Do you know how to play the flute?

Nope

What do you enjoy putting in your smoothies?

I’m not big on smoothies

What’s a medication that has really helped you?

I don’t know

Do you forgive easily?

Yeah

Have you ever broken up with somebody?

Yes

What was the biggest phase you went through when you were younger?

I don’t know

Is there something you’ve been hiding from someone?

Yeah

Do you believe in demons?

I don’t really know

Have you ever seen a spider consume another spider?

Ew no

What’s your favorite fruit?

Strawberry’s or watermelon

Do you ever go clubbing?

Nope

Have you ever been to a church camp?

I went to bible school once

Have you ever accidentally swallowed something you shouldn’t have?

I don’t think so

Last book you remember enjoying?

Where the heart is

When was the last time you got scared?

I don’t know

Have you ever seen a boy band live?

Yes

When was the last time you drank water?

Like a half hour ago

Have you ever been dehydrated?

Probably

Have you ever shot a gun?

Yeah

Do you use Facebook?

Yeah

Would you say you’re well educated on religious topics?

What’s the longest you have walked at once?

Oh gosh I don’t know

Do you ever take those Buzzfeed quizzes?

Pretty much every night when I’m winding down.. just to preoccupy my mind

How long was your last phone call?

A few seconds, it was at work

Are there a box of tissues on your bedside table?

Have you cut your hair here recently?

It’s been a few months

Do you like skittles?

They’re okay

What is your favorite kind of cheeto? (spicy, regular, puffs.. etc.

Just regular crunch ones

Do you have a skin care routine?

When I take the time to do it I do, but usually I don’t

Do you know how to write in cursive?

I forgot

What’s the closest thing to you that is pink?

I don’t see anything

Have you ever watched a black and white film?

Yeah

Did you used to read Dr. Seuss books as a kid?

Yeah

What’s the longest you’ve had to wait in line for something?

A few hours

What’s the sickest you’ve ever been?

When I was younger I had influenza and was in the hospital

If you had to be named after an inanimate object, what would you choose?

Oh gosh I don’t know

What is one food you would not like to give up?

Taco Bell

Would you ever donate a kidney to a stranger if applicable?

Probably not

How many scars do you have?

Not sure

Do you have any unusual things wrong with your body? (I have different length arms and hands for example)

Not that I know of

What did you last have to eat?

I just had a chicken salad sandwich and Cheetos for lunch

When was the last time you visited a carnival?

July

Do you own a pair of those socks with toes?

What age did you stop trick or treating? that is if you celebrate Halloween at all..

I went a couple times in high school but not every year

What’s the best flavor of popsicle?

Cherry or orange

Are you caught up on laundry?

Yeah

Does your car tend to get super messy like mine? 😅

Yes

Have you ever had a flat tire?

Yep

Do you know what ginseng looks like?

When is the next time you have to go grocery shopping?

I’ll probably go Tuesday

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simplyotometrash · 2 years

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MC Sits in a Salt Circle pt. 2

It was requested of me, so here's the next part to this!

Brothers x gender-neutral reader

Genre: Hurt/Comfort, angst I guess? Idk I hate writing angst. I like soft and funny stuff

Warnings: Bitter, angry succubi trying to break Asmo and MC up by framing him. Nothing sexual, no cheating.

MC Sitting in a Salt Circle Until They Apologize (younger brothers)

The two of you had gotten into it. The two of you had gone your separate ways to recollect your thoughts and maybe talk it out later, but you were feeling beyond petty. You were willing to devote yourself to being petty. You created a circle of salt inside of your bedroom in the middle of the floor and sat down in it, a pillow in hand and your D.D.D. fully charged. You weren't planning on going anywhere either.

"MC," you heard a knock at your door, "I'm coming in."

Satan:

You and Satan rarely ever got into fights.

It wasn't much of a fight, honestly.

You two had been reading a book series together, and he read ahead to the last book. And spoiled it for you!

So you were being petty.

Was it stupid? Yes. Did you care? No.

"Alright, MC, you're being petty. I get it. I'm sorry."

You puffed and elected to ignore his apology. He was trying to placate you without even acknowledging what he had done!

"You read ahead and spoiled the ending! We were reading that series together. It was supposed to be special."

He looked down, dejected, and sighed. "I know. I got ahead of myself. I wanted to keep going and didn't wait for you. I shouldn't have done it."

"No, you shouldn't have. You're the one who usually hates spoilers and you spoiled it for me! I don't even want to finish the series anymore."

He sat down next to the salt circle and pulled out the next book in the series. "Even if I read it to you?"

You didn't reject the idea but you stayed in your salt circle for the first few chapters.

There was no hiding Satan's smile when you broke the circle and scooted in next to him around chapter six.

All wasn't totally forgiven, but you were done being petty.

Asmodeus:

Why were you mad at your doting, enthusiastic boyfriend? He was hard to get mad at most of the time.

Well, it was mostly you being bitter and jealous.

You two had gone out to a nice club, Asmo loved showing you off whenever he could. You came back from the bathroom to see him sandwiched between two succubi on the dancefloor.

You knew he'd never, ever, cheat on you, but you couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy.

"MC, can we please just talk. I've been giving you space because I know you're upset, but I don't want to end today with us being in a fight."

You couldn't resist Asmo no matter how hard you tried. His eyes looked puffy, which was abnormal, telling you that he'd been crying just like you.

"I know what it LOOKED like. I didn't want to be dancing with them, they pulled me to the floor while you were gone and pinned me there. One was even holding my hands down. They think it's "unfair" that I'm off the market, so they wanted to make you mad at me."

You sighed and hung your head, feeling quite foolish. "I'm sorry."

"No, darling, I understand why you're upset! You have every right to feel hurt. Just know, I would never hurt you. I love you far too much. They let go of my hands once you left and I ran out after you."

You dusted the salt away, breaking the circle, and you rushed into his arms. You were crying again. This time because you felt bad for jumping to conclusions.

"Hey," he cooed in your ear, holding you tight to his chest. "Don't cry, my sweetheart. We've both had too many tears. I thought you were going to leave me and I couldn't even sleep."

You went to say another apology only to be shushed.

Asmo swept you up into his arms and off of your feet.

"Asmo, what-"

"Shh, my sweet MC. We both need some special self-care and bonding time. I'm going to run us a hot bath, we'll do masks. We'll forget last night ever happened."

And you did everything he said you would and more. He wanted to erase that awful night from both of your memories.

Beelzebub:

Oh boy.

We know how Beel gets about his food being eaten, you know better than to even touch his food. He also respects you to not touch your food without permission.

Even then, you knew he couldn't help himself because of his sin. Food wasn't all he cared about, but it was hard to resist how strong the sin of gluttony affected him.

But this was about food.

So what caused this issue between the two of you?

A complete misunderstanding.

You had been getting out a really fancy pudding that you bought. It was big enough to share with Beel, which was your plan.

You left it on the counter for no more than five minutes and came back to it gone and Beel standing right there. He knew you had bought it, so you assumed he wouldn't eat it.

You were in shock, to say the least. You were very upset thinking he'd gone behind your back and eaten something he knew was yours.

"MC, I'm sorry," he said softly. He had that kicked puppy look and it broke your heart immediately.

"Why'd you eat it? I told you we were going to share it. I was really looking forward to that pudding and eating it with you."

"Eat it...? I didn't eat it. I thought you were mad at me for not stopping him."

"Wait, stopping who?" You were already out of the salt line, arms around your boyfriend in apology.

"Mammon. I came in after he finished the pudding off. I was going to tell him off, but he bolted when I walked in."

Oh, now it was on. Beel patted your head lightly, unable to stop chuckling. For once, food being eaten that was meant for you two didn't anger him. He was just glad you weren't mad at him.

"Instead of going to kill Mammon, how about we go buy a new pudding instead? I'll buy it and we can share it like you wanted."

Belphegor:

He's an easy one to have a fight with.

Not really big fights. Usually disagreements or getting frustrated.

And today was a frustration day.

You guys had at least two dates every week that took you out of the house as you spent much of your time indoors.

Belphie did not want to leave his bed. He even told you as much, saying it didn't matter if you went out because all that mattered was that you were together.

That was true, sure, but it also stung. It felt like your own feelings and what you wanted sometimes didn't matter to him.

He knew he had fucked up when you sniffled and walked away instead of responding.

"Hey." He sat down and looked at you, resting his cheek in his palm with his elbow on his knee.

"I'm sorry. I did some thinking and then talk about what happened with Beel. He scolded me for what I said to you."

"Good. You deserve it. You were being a complete ass."

"Yeah," he sighed. "I was being an ass to you. I'm sorry. I know you like it when we go out, and the fact that I was cranky from just waking up isn't an excuse for hurting your feelings. Am I allowed a second chance?"

You narrowed your eyes for a second before brushing some salt aside.

"I'm willing to be swayed for the price of some Bufo Egg Milk Tea and a movie."

He laughed and got up, extending his hand to you. "It's a date then."

#obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me x reader #obey me hurt/comfort #obey me angst #obey me satan #obey me asmodeus #obey me asmo #obey me beelzebub #obey me beel #obey me belphegor #obey me belphie #waylonwrites

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bnha-more-like-bnh-gay · 3 years

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Rarepair headcanons because I am ignoring my problems

Serodeku:

Izuku reenacts the Spider-Man movies with Sero. Izuku is MJ. They also alternate being Spider-Man sometimes

They skate together

They get very protective when people call their boyfriend “plain”

They play dnd together

Sero tries to make sure that izuku gets some rest

They’re both kinda insecure, izuku more than sero, but still; and they make sure to reassure each other as often as possible

Sero likes listening to Izuku’s ramblings and finds them cute. He has told izuku this, only for the poor boy to imitate a tomato

After Izuku has been particularly reckless, Sero takes advantage of his quirk, wraps Izuku in bubble wrap, and tapes it there

Tokodeku:

Jocknerd bf and goth bf, we love to see it

Tokoyami teaches izuku how to sword fight

They start a dnd club at U.A.

Izuku talks to dark shadow a lot, Dark Shadow approves of him, and has claimed the spot of best man at their wedding

Izuku comes up with ideas to help Tokoyami gain control with Dark Shadow

Dark Shadow is very protective over Izuku, no matter how many times Tokoyami tells him that he can take care of himself, Dark Shadow will put himself between Izuku and any form of danger as often as possible

Dekoyama??? Aoyama/izuku:

Aoyama gives him makeovers, obviously

Aoyama drags izuku to the mall and tries to revamp some of his wardrobe, but he actually finds the “pants” and “flannel” type shirts cute

They help each other train their quirks

Aoyama is trilingual, and teaching izuku English and French.

Izuku always brings Aoyama home some new cheese

Y’all, I love them so much. There needs to be more aodeku content

Monoshinsou:

They have people watching dates. They come up with stories for the people they’re watching; their job, family, background, etc.

They judge people together

They call each other “love”

They’re both dramatic bastards, who will flop onto their lovers lap and proclaim their death due to a minor inconvenience

They jokingly sh*t-talk class A

Shinsou said “I love you” first, and it was because Monoma brought him coffee to class

Monoyama:

Like monoshinsou, they’re both dramatic bastards, who will flop onto their lovers lap and proclaim their death due to a minor inconvenience

They go shopping together and pick out the most dramatic pieces of clothing for each other

I love them so much, please 😭✋

They have tea parties every week, where they sh*t talk everyone else and gossip

They are both fancy bastards, and they wear the most exquisite outfits to go grocery shopping, and the outshine everyone

They both actually make clothing, they’ll go fabric shopping together. Gift exchanges are often articles of clothing that they’ve made for each other

Momomei:

They work on gear together!!!

Momo makes sure that mei gets some sleep

Mei helps redesign momo’s suit

They often work together with izuku to work in gear and such

They actually got together after izuku introduced them. He had been working on gear with mei, and studying with momo and he thought they’d hit it off. He was correct

Shintsuyu:

Dude they’d be so cute

Tsu is a vent gremlin, and you can’t change my mind. So she and shinsou will play a game where they try to find each other. Tsu is in the vent and shinsou is in the classrooms. Shinsou will try to find whichever vent she’s in, or she’ll find whichever classroom he’s in, in 20 minutes or less

I always headcanoned tsu as a dog person, so they’d have two cats and two dogs, and a bunny that they named Deku

They like comparing their friends to animals, hence the bunny, Deku

Kamideku:

Kaminari is a flirt, and izuku does n o t know how to handle it

Kaminari likes listening to izuku’s ramblings, and can keep up with them. He’ll ask questions on things too, and Izuku has never felt more appreciated

I don’t know why I feel like they’d have so many animals, but I do. They’d have so many, man. Three cats, two dogs, four sugar gliders, a hamster

Adhd power couple. They hyperfixated on complimentary things at the same time one time

Kaminari tutors izuku in English, and izuku turots kami in some other subjects. He’s also teaching kami JSL on the side. Kaminari has a live of languages

Momochako:

Study dates, Momo asks ochako to quiz her a lot

Ochako takes to floating momo’s things when she wants attention. Especially when Momo is studying. She makes a game out of how many things she can float until the other girl notices

Uraraka’s confidence does wonders for momo’s. Uraraka always makes sure to reassure momo that she is strong and that she can do this

Momo makes Uraraka whatever her heart desires. Uraraka blushes all the time, and momo takes great pride in getting her girlfriend to blush

Minatoru:

Mina clings to everyone, but especially to toru

They give each other stuffed animals so often. They’ll go to the store to get food, and come back with three stuffed animals that reminded them of each other

Please, they’re so cute 😭✋

They will play hide and seek, I stand by this.

Mina helps toru design a new costume. I hate hers, it’s horrible, and sexist, and not suitable for a fucking child

Toru says that pink is her favorite color

They flirt with each other all the time. Half the class thinks it’s cute, half of them used to think it was cute.

Iidamomo:

I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again, but study dates. they quiz each other, and it actually gets pretty competitive

They also have rage room dates. I will not budge on this. Iida tried to murder someone, and I am excited to see momo finally snap. She deserves it

They alternate paying for dates, don’t try me.

The go hiking a lot

They started liking each other after one late night, both having nightmares. Momo had tea, and offered some to Iida. They talked until the early hours of the morning

They can’t flirt. They try. But they’re horrible at it. They’ll compliment each other all day long, but they cannot flirt.

KIRIDEKU, MY BELOVED:

Y’all,,, y’all, I love them so much

They train together, obviously

They ran into each other one night in the common room after both having nightmares. They talked about middle school, how they were both bullied, izuku’s quirk coming in late, katsuki being abusive, kiri being bullied because his quirk wasn’t “cool.” After that, they were practically inseparable.

They started going on dates, not that either of them knew they were dates. The entire class knew, so did the teachers, so did the rest of U.A. Kirishima picked up on it first after a comment from Mina, he had is realization.

So, he started courting Izuku. Not thag izuku realized this. He brought him flowers on most ‘dates,’ he bought him hero action figures whenever he could, he complimented him until Izuku was red in the face (which was honestly very easy.) Still, izuku remained ignorant to the fact that he was indeed dating Kirishima.

The final tipping point, was due to Uraraka’s help. She was quite tired of watching the two of them pine for each other. It was amusing for the first couple months, watching Kirishima try so hard, and Deku being totally oblivious. However, she took pity on her friends after a while.

So, Uraraka devised a devilish plan to get the two together. She involved Mina, Sero, and kaminari in this plan. What was the plan, you ask? Oh, simply to trap the two in one room until they broke through izuku’s obliviousness.

Kirishima finally “straight” up admitted his feelings, to which Izuku had the sudden realization of “oh my gods, have we been dating this whole time??” Yes, Izuku. Yes you have.

They have two anniversaries after that.

Let’s be honest, they are really, annoyingly, horrifically lovey dovey. Kirishima brags about having “the manliest and bestest boyfriend in the world.” Izuku flaunts his many PowerPoint presentations on how talented and incredible Kirishima is

Uraraka doesn’t know if she did the right thing by helping them. She is so tired

Tsujirou:

Jirou makes playlists for tsu

The few sane ones in class A, I swear

They go on walks in the rain as often as they can

They go for dates in the bookstore too. They each pick out an album and a book for the other to listen to and read

Y’all, they make so much sense togetherrrrr, I’m love them 🥺

Jirou started liking tsu after the crew saved bakugou. Jirou sat with tsu after momo, Iida, kirishima, Todoroki, and izuku apologized and sat with her. They had movie night, and Jirou joined the Bakugou saving crew and tsu with taking well into the night. She just appreciated how much tsu cared

Tsu started liking Jirou after she helped Iida, momo, and izuku try to keep the class in order. She appreciated how diplomatic and calm she was

Jirou would talk to izuku all night long about how gay she was, and how adorable tsu was. So, izuku decided to try and suggest ways for Jirou to ask her out.

She did not end up getting to ask her out though, as Tsu walked up to her the next morning f and asked if she wanted to go on a date. Jirou said yes. Izuku cried

Izujirou:

They make playlists for each other

They go for runs on the beach a lot

They both have insomnia, and often spend time making blanket forts and talking, or FaceTiming and listening to music

Jirou walks into the common room once a week looking for new music. She started liking Izuku after he made a playlist for her for one of these occasions.

They’re both quite awkward when it comes to romance, but neither of them will shy away from facing the truth. So, Jirou made izuku a playlist filled with love songs that reminded her of him and sent it to him. Sadly, izuku is dense as hell.

So, then Jirou wrote a love song and told izuku that the song was for him. Sadly, izuku is dense as hell.

So, then Jirou write analysis about izuku’s quirk for him. Sadly, izuku is dense as hell

So, then, after thinking that Jirou had done so much for him, izuku made her a playlist filled with love songs. Jirou took this to mean that izuku had finally picked up on her feelings, and accepted them.

So, they started to go on dates. Not that izuku knew this, as he is dense as hell. All leading up to izuku finally confessing his feelings on one of their ‘dates,’ to which Jirou responded, “dude, we’re already dating? Aren’t we? I- I thought that was obvious??”

May this awkward couple be forever blessed

Tokoyama:

Goth/prep boyfriends, we love to see it

At least once a day, Aoyama will proclaim that Tokoyami “shines almost as bright as he does, in his fabulous emo way”

They sword fight, and come up with really dramatic scenarios and scenes that they’re in

They bond over being in the izucrew and their shared love of swords. Aoyama took fencing classes in middle school, and Tokoyami got into sword fighting after watching it in pirates of the Caribbean as a young child. He is self taught and watched countless videos on the art of sword fighting

Tokoyami asked Aoyama our by dramatically presenting him with a dagger and going “will you accompany me on a formal outing as my lover?”

Shinyama:

They flirt constantly

No really, it’s getting quite annoying. Someone please stop them.

They both plop down in random areas and proclaim their deaths, the difference between them, is that Aoyama will burst into shinsou’s room, and yell “love, I’ve been murdered. Mourn for me” while plopping down on shinsou’s lap. Shinsou can be found laying face down outside aoyama’s door, and when Aoyama goes to open the door, he just goes “I’ve been murdered.”

^^ one time, shinsou did a very fun Halloween prank for this, where he poured fake blood all over himself for Aoyama to find him an hour later, asleep.

Nap dates. Aoyama get glitter all over shinsou’s room

Iiyama:

Aoyama enjoys making Iida blush, obviously. But he takes joy in doing it specifically when class is about to start. Aizawa is tired of his shit

Here is how I think an iiyama conversation might go:

Aoyama: I ask for one thing in this relationship-

Iida: Aoyama, you know that’s a lie-

Aoyama: for my boyfriend to carry me around all day-

Iida: Aoyama, I cannot feasibly do this with class-

Aoyama: and I don’t think that’s too much to ask for 😤

Anyway, Aoyama got carried around all day that day, despite Iida’s blush and Aizawa’s eye twitch

Everyone in the izucrew is close, but Iida and Aoyama started to get close after Iida told the crew about Stain. Aoyama wanted Iida to know that he wasn’t alone, and that he wanted to help him. So he started packing extra cheese for lunch and giving it to Iida. Iida was very confused at first. But this was Aoyama trying to court him. This was only made apparent by momo and Jirou telling Iida that this was aoyama’s attempt at expressing romantic interest.

Aoyama flirts with everyone, that’s just who he is. But with Iida? Oh it was tenfold. The poor boy was red in the face constantly. Aoyama was a persistent little bugger too, following him around and calling him ‘mon amour’

Kirikamideku:

My dearest traffic light trio, I’m love them

They train together, and kiri and kami always appreciate izuku’s analysis snd ideas

Kiri falls even more in love with izuku and kaminari when they go off on rants. Izuku rants and kami can keep up with him so he asks questions about it. Kiri loves to watch his boyfriends go on rants, I don’t make the rules, but I do enforce them

They started to get closer after kami and kiri found bakugou causing a ptsd flashback (could be on purpose of an accident, up to the reader.) they stated with him and tried to talk him through it. After this, izuku started to tell them about having been a “late bloomer” and being bullied, etc. (I don’t know, man; I tend to over share after flashbacks and after panic attacks)

Izuku tutors them in several subjects, but kami tutors them in English. Kiri just falls in love with his smart boyfriends

Izuku is teaching kami JSL and kami is helping izuku with English and Italian (personal headcanon that Italian has been one of kami’s special interests) kiri loves to listen to them, and finds it relaxing and calming to hear them do this. When he has panic attacks, he’ll ask them to tutor each other in different languages

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kittensyoonie · 2 years

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Stray Kids X Male Reader

Hyunjin is the famous fuckboy at his high school, girls constantly falling for him which he loved. That is, until one day, a certain male catches his eye, and he can’t get him out of his mind.

Hyunjin X Male Reader (amab)

Requested: yes! By the beautiful @light164star!

Warnings: coming out, fluff, smut, top hyunjin, bottom reader, getting together, talks of one nights stands and sleeping around, mentions of cheating (it doesn’t happen), safe sex (wrap it up!), library sex, low key exhibitionism but no ones there, not proof read (I try and get anxious idk-)

Y/n and Hyunjin had been going to the same school since third grade. But since the beginning, they were always in two different groups.

Hyunjin was beautiful even back then. The second he transferred to y/ns school, everyone had a crush on him. But as they all got older, and sexually matured, it changed from just crushes.

Hyunjin became a fuck boy pretty fast in high school, he was hands down one of the most popular boys in school, and one of the most attractive.

Y/n wasn’t well, a nerd per say. He was smart, pretty good at any clubs he joined. He was decently popular, the students knew him and respected him, he was the schools angel boy.

He worked in the school library a lot, helping putting books back and checking what’s checked out and what isn’t. He even closed the library from time to time after school. And on free classes, he’d work the front desk.

He’d see Hyunjin around a lot because of it. He’d hand out with his friends there and also hit on girls there a lot. It messed with y/n a bit, but he usually pushed it aside.

Everyone knew about Hyunjins reputation, it wasn’t entirely a secret. Sometimes he’d have a girlfriend, but usually it was a one night stand with whoever wanted it.

Hyunjin didn’t mind it, or at least, that’s what he’d say. Consciously, he loved sleeping around, he loved the attention he got. Subconsciously, he felt like something was missing, and he felt alone.

Their English teacher recommended Hyunjin to read a book for extra credit, which he was kind of excited to read. Except he couldn’t find the book, no matter how hard he looked in the school library.

So he approached the front desk, seeing y/n talk to another student, helping him out. Hyunjin, for some odd reason, was taken aback. How had he never noticed how attractive and gentle y/n was? And so soft spoken?

Y/n had a very friendly and warm smile, but it wasn’t overwhelming at all. It was quite soothing to him actually, which shook him even more. Eventually the other student went away, and it was Hyunjins turn to go up.

He was a bit nervous as he approached, which was really out of character for him. Why was he nervous? He couldn’t figure it out.

“Hi, I’m looking for this book, Mr. Kim told me to read it for extra credit.” Hyunjin said, handing a sticky note to y/n. “I tried to find it but I couldn’t.”

“Ahh yes! That’s my fault, I checked it out last week. Here, I’ve read it a couple of times before, I can switch it over to you.” Y/n said, going to his backpack and getting the book.

“O- oh no you don’t have to, if you’re reading it it’s okay.” Hyunjin quickly said, putting his hands up a bit.

“It’s okay Hyunjin, as I said I’ve read it before, plus, if Mr. Kim wants you to read it then you need it more than me.” Y/n said, offering a gentle reassuring smile.

He checked the book back in on his account, before looking up at Hyunjin.

“Can I see your student ID so I can check it out for you?” Y/n asked.

“Oh yeah, here.” Hyunjin said, quickly pulling it out of his bag before handing it to y/n.

He watched the boy closely the entire time. So y/n knew his name? Well of course he did, everyone knew his name. It wasn’t that hard.

Y/n put Hyunjins student ID number in and checked the book out for him. He gave him back his ID with the book, along with a piece of paper with the return date on it.

“You got a month before you get fined, so make sure to turn it in beforehand. It’s a good book by the way, an easy read, I hope you like it.” Y/n said.

Hyunjin felt flustered as he took it, nodding to y/ns words. “Thank you, I’ll have it returned in a week.” He said, before bowing and leaving the library.

Hyunjins heart was pounding, why was it pounding? He’s talked to y/n before, he’s sat next to him in class, so why now? And wasn’t he straight? All the thoughts running through his mind was wearing him down, and confusing him even more.

When school was done, he ignored everyone and went home. He went into his room, putting his stuff away before laying in bed, thinking. Thinking for a couple of hours, when he truly processed.

He thought of y/n as a lover, thought of him going out on dates. He blushed as he did. He thought about being intimate with him— and nope.

He needed to stop, he could feel himself getting hard at that thought. Yeah, he had a crush on y/n. Or did he always? He always knew of the boy, but never paid attention him.

He still didn’t know why he had a reaction now. So was he bisexual? Pansexual? He didn’t really know yet, but he knew he wasn’t straight, and he was okay with that.

For the days after, he seemed distracted, like his head was in the clouds. He even started turning girls down, which spread around the school really fast.

He remembered hearing something about y/n having an ex boyfriend, so he knew he was attracted to men. He wondered if he had a shot, he hoped he had a shot.

He’d see y/n around the school, hanging out with his friends and playing with them. And god, the smile he’d have made Hyunjins heart melt.

He had watched y/n for a week, trying to figure out when he’d close the library down. Usually y/n would leave the school immediately, especially with friends. So Hyunjin wanted an opportunity to go talk to him alone.

He found out Thursday y/n would always close, which was perfect since the day just so happened to be Thursday. Hyunjin stayed behind at school, claiming he promised to help a friend clean up. Somehow, the school believed it.

Hyunjin nervously approached the library, seeing y/n putting books away and fixing up the shelves. He looked so comfortable and peaceful, in his own atmosphere.

Y/n looked up and saw Hyunjin, he was a bit shocked, partly because it was Hyunjin, and partly because the school was supposed to be closed.

“Hyunjin? What are you doing here?” Y/n asked as he placed a book in its respective place.

“I uh, I came to see you, I wanted to talk with you, if that’s okay.” Hyunjin said, doing his best to keep eye contact with him and seem confident.

For once in his life, he wasn’t confident, and making eye contact for so long was driving him crazy.

“Ahh yes, let me finish up this pile and I’ll be done. You can sit on the couch and wait for me.” Y/n said, his tone soft.

Hyunjin nodded, making his way to the couch. He sat down, placing his bag next to his feet. He watched y/n continue to work, which was oddly soothing.

His anxiety died down a bit, the atmosphere was comforting and light, thank god. Y/n finished up pretty fast though, and in no time, was sitting next to Hyunjin on the couch, facing him.

“So, what did you wanna talk about?” Y/n asked, looking at Hyunjin with curious eyes.

“I… I uh…” Hyunjin didnt know where to start, hell, he didn’t really even know what to say. Y/n was watching him patiently, giving him time to figure it out.

“I’m sorry if this doesn’t come out right. But, I really like you y/n.” Hyunjin said, looking up at said male.

Y/n looked shocked, stammering a bit before blinking a couple of times. “You- you like me?” He asked in disbelief.

“I do, which might seem weird coming from me, but I do genuinely like you.” Hyunjin said, chewing his lip. “I think I’ve always liked you, I just- I didn’t notice it until recently.”

Y/n nodded along to his words, processing everything.

“I don’t expect you to like someone like me back-“ “someone like you?”

Y/ns words threw Hyunjin off, it shut him up too, which seemed to be what y/n wanted.

“Someone like you Hyunjin? Don’t take this the wrong way, but I’ve noticed the real you, you know? I see past your habits and reputation, I see a boy with a beautiful laugh who always comforts his friends, who’s an incredible artist. I’ve seen you play with stray animals and save some of your lunch to feed them.” Y/n said, watching as it was Hyunjins turn to be shocked.

“I’m friends with Felix remember? He complains all the time how annoying it is that people misunderstand you. That you’re incredibly smart and talented and kind, and as he says, that you may be a sex fiend, but you have a heart, and he hates that the girls never see that.”

Of course Felix would say that, he cares way too much of the others around him, and of course he’d rat him out to y/n. He forgot they were childhood friends.

“And yes, I uh, I do like you back, I’ve liked you for a long time…” y/n said, looking down shyly at his lap.

“Wait you do? How come you never said anything?” Hyunjin asked, moving closer to him.

“Because, you only ever dated and slept with girls, and according to your friends you were straight.” Y/n said, looking back up at Hyunjin. “Plus, I didn’t know if you actually had romantic feelings for people?”

Ahh, yes, that made sense to Hyunjin. I mean, he didn’t even realize his own sexuality, so it’s not shocking everyone thought he was straight.

“I do have romantic feelings for people, I just- I don’t know. I started off with experimenting you know? I’d have sex with people, explore myself sexually, and all of a sudden I was the schools fuck boy. It was fun, having all the attention and girls all over me, and the pleasure. But quickly, it grew somewhat painful. The reason I never really dated was because anytime I got a girlfriend, the girls I’ve slept with or want to sleep with me would spread rumors that I was cheating on my partners.” Hyunjin explained.

Y/n would remember the rumors, and also remembered Felix getting pissed, since Hyunjin would never since he hated cheating, he found it disgusting.

“I never cheated, I swear I never cheated, but they always believed them, because of my reputation.” Hyunjin said and scoffed lightly. “I wish I knew who came up with “if they’re a fuck boy they’re a horrible person” trope, because of the fact I sleep around, people think I’m horrible.”

“Except me,” y/n said, resting his arm against the couch before laying his head against it. “I know the truth, I very much doubt you cheated, and I know you aren’t a horrible person.”

“I mean, just the other day I watched you carry a kid with a broken nose into the infirmary, not even caring about the blood.” Y/n pointed out.

“You really pay attention to me huh?” Hyunjin asked, chuckling softly.

“Not in a creepy way.” Y/n whined, adjusting in his spot. “You’re just- very eye catching.”

“So are you.” Hyunjin responded fast, causing y/n to blush.

“Well uh- I know this isn’t romantic at all, but would you like to be my boyfriend?” Hyunjin asked, grabbing y/ns hand. “I understand if you say no-“

“Hyunjin.” Y/n whined, squeezing his hand. “I do want to be your boyfriend, and I know what that entails at this school, but unlike your exes, I know you, they can’t scare me off.”

Hyunjin wasn’t used to hearing things like that. His friends were about the only real people in his life, no one truly cared or understood him besides them, except for y/n. And he really hoped that that was true.

He quickly pulled y/n into a kiss, causing said male to squeak. Hyunjin got embarrassed, but before he could pull away, y/n kissed him back.

Hyunjin melted into the kiss and crawled closer, kissing y/n. It felt different than anyone else he’s ever kissed, it felt amazing. Sparks and butterflies were going off in his stomach, and he could tell y/n was feeling the same.

Y/n pulled away and smiled, connecting their foreheads. He bit his lip, before giggling softly.

“Never did I think you’d turn out anything other than straight, and then like me.” Y/n giggled, but it was a soft shy giggle, nothing bad.

Hyunjin smiled and pulled away, looking y/n in the eyes. “Never did I think I wasn’t straight, but out of everyone, I’m glad it’s you I fell for.”

When news broke out that the infamous Hyunjin had a boyfriend, a boyfriend, shit hit the fan. It was absolute chaos, everyone thought he was straight. The girls were going crazy, trying to flirt with him and “fix” him.

When Hyunjin kissed y/n in front of everyone at lunch, the entire cafeteria was screaming. Y/n didn’t seem to mind, Hyunjin was sitting with him and his friends, feeding him and joking around.

It was nice and domestic, except for the fact that the girls immediately started telling him nasty rumors to get him to leave Hyunjin. Not much of a shocker, he knew it was coming. But he ignored it, which really comforted Hyunjin.

It was two weeks since they started dating, another Thursday as y/n was closing the library. Hyunjin walked in, smiling fondly at his boyfriend.

“Ahhh yes, the same place and time we started dating.” Hyunjin said as he walked over to y/n, which alerted the other of his presence.

“I thought you and Jeongin were going to catch a movie?” Y/n asked, feeling Hyunjin back up him.

“Hmm we were, but we decided to do other things instead.” Hyunjin said, kissing y/ns neck.

“And does said other things have something to do with things that aren’t pg-13?” Y/n asked, tilted his head a bit as he continued working.

“Maybe.” Hyunjin said, nibbling on his neck as his hand went down y/ns front, before palming him.

Y/ns breathing hitched as he gripped one of the books in his hand. “B- babe we’re at school-“ he whined.

“So? No one else is here, just us.” Hyunjin said, slipping his hand into y/ns pants, palming him over his boxers.

Y/n let out a breathily moan as he rested his head back against Hyunjin, who continued to palm him, getting him hard.

“How opposed are you to going all the way baby?” Hyunjin asked, sucking a mark onto his neck.

“A- at the school?!” Y/n squeaked out, turning his head to look at Hyunjin.

“You can say no, we don’t have to.” Hyunjin said, kissing y/n on the lips.

Y/n hummed and pushed himself back against Hyunjin, rocking his hips against him. “I want to.” He mumbled against Hyunjins lips.

Hyunjin smirked, pulling his hand out of his pants. “Finish your job first baby, then go to the couch.” He instructed, pulling away.

Y/n nodded and quickly put the rest of the books away, his hard on straining in his pants. He didn’t want to wait, but he didn’t want to complain either.

Once he was done, he walked over to the couch in the library. He was really glad it was in a hidden spot in the library.

Hyunjin was sitting on it, his legs spread a bit. “Take your clothes off baby.” He instructed, pulling out a portable bottle of lube and a condom.

Y/n blushed madly and took his clothes off. He felt exposed, completely bare, but something about it turned him on more. He blushed madly as Hyunjin started checking him out.

Hyunjin pulled him down, sitting y/n on his lap. He kissed him deeply, making out with him for a bit. While they were kissing, Hyunjin blindly applied lube to his fingers, warming it up.

He pressed his index finger to y/ns hole, causing him to jump a bit. But he didn’t pull away, continuing to kiss his boyfriend.

Hyunjin took that as a sign to continue, as he pushed his finger in. Y/n moaned softly into the kiss and pulled away for air, looking at Hyunjin.

Hyunjin moved his finger, enjoying the look at y/ns face as they did so.

Hyunjins hypersexual, something everyone knew, and y/n was okay with that. They’ve give each other handjobs and blow jobs, but hadn’t had full on sex yet. But they were both ready, and excited.

Hyunjin was gentle as he worked y/n open, not wanting to hurt him. He never asked if y/n was a virgin or not, so he didn’t know if it would be okay to do more.

When Hyunjin deemed y/n prepped enough, he moved the boy off of his lap. “Get on your knees and hold onto the couch.” He instructed.

Y/n quickly did so, gripping the couch as he pushed his ass out towards Hyunjin, who groaned at the sight.

“You’re stunning baby, I can’t wait to be inside you.” Hyunjin said, grabbing the condom.

Hyunjin got undressed as well, stroking himself to full hardness. He rolled it on, before applying lube. He made sure there was enough on his cock and y/ns hole, before he slowly pushed inside.

Both boys couldn’t help but moan, the feeling felt amazing. Hyunjin stretched y/n wonderfully, and Hyunjin felt amazing, the feeling different than being with a girl, but it felt very good.

“Tell me when to move.” Hyunjin said, leaning over y/n back and kissing his shoulder.

Y/n relaxed his body as he gripped the couch, pushing back into Hyunjin. “M- move, I’m ready.”

Hyunjin nodded and slowly pulled out, before pushing back in. Y/n bit his lip as he moaned, Hyunjin gripping his waist.

“Baby do you have another condom on you?” Y/n asked, moaning after.

“Yeah, why?” He asked, picking up the pace.

“Put it on me, I don’t wanna cum on the couch.” Y/n said, pushing himself back against his lover.

Hyunjin caught on quick, stopping his movements only for a couple of seconds. He stroked y/n as he thrusted, starting to slam his hips into him.

Y/n moaned loudly, muffling it into his arm as he closed his eyes. His breathing picked up as Hyunjin played with his tip, before putting the condom on him.

Y/n clenched around Hyunjin causing him to groan out. Hyunjin gripped his waist again as he adjusted his hips, before thrusting harder.

Y/n gasped and gripped the couch with both hands, arching his back as he did.

“O- oh god~ right there~” y/n moaned out in pleasure.

Hyunjin smiled against y/ns shoulder, happy that he found his sweet spot. He moved his hips faster, the library filling up with their moans and skin slapping.

It felt incredible for both of them, and Hyunjin wondered why he never realized his identity sooner, and that he liked y/n.

It wasn’t long before both reached their highs, both coming into their condoms. Both wished it hadn’t ended so soon, but they knew better than to risk doing anything more in the library.

I struggled so bad at the end you guys I’m so sorry. Ngl I think this is the longest reader story I’ve ever written-

#stray kids x male reader #skz x male reader #stray kids x y/n #stray kids x you #stray kids x reader #skz x you #skz x y/n #skz x reader #hwang hyunjin x y/n #hwang hyunjin x you #hyunjin x y/n #hwang hyunjin x male reader #hyunjin x you #hyunjin x male reader #hwang hyunjin x reader #hyunjin x reader

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rere-the-writer · 3 years

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Can I request poly!Mikaelsons when they find out Reader is pregnant. I loved the headcanons.

Yessssss let's go boys!

Warnings: Fluff, Soft!Mikaelsons, Protective!Mikaelsons

As much as it annoyed them, your lovers let you go on this little adventure of helping Hayley. The wolf had became your close friend after you lost the Scooby gang because they couldn't let go that you were seeing the Originals.

"I'll be careful Elijah. Hals won't let nothing happen to me." You tell your noble boyfriend who frown as Klaus rolled his eyes.

"No offense love but you are unbelievably dumb when it comes to trusting people."

"Niklaus!" Elijah said as you blinked tilting your head as Klaus raised an eyebrow.

"No.....I just like people."

"And there is nothing wrong with that baby." Elijah says softly kissing your head as Klaus smirked.

"Besides if you are harmed I'll tear the little wolf's thoat out." Klaus says as you shivered shaking your head getting peppered with goodbye kisses from Elijah. Both Rebekah and Kol gave you their own goodbye making Hayley blush watching Rebekah give you a heated kiss your face was burning as Kol chuckled kissing your cheek.

"Marking territory sister?"

"Just letting Hayley know who our bunny belongs to."

You and Hayley made it down to New Orleans looking for some leads about Hayley's birth parents and pack. You were in awe with the city as you made sure to call Elijah and Rebekah gushing to them how you were falling in love with the city and how you may not leave.

"So the witches think your pregnant with Klaus's baby?" You ask Hayley as she nodded. You and Hayley had been taken by witches as they believed that Hayley carried Klaus's child even though she was never left alone with Klaus.

"Damn it she isn't the pregnant one."

"What if the other one is." The witch named Sophie said and all the witches turned to look at you. Another witch you learned was named Sabine grabbed you pulling over to Jane Ann. They did the spell again then looked at your abdomen.

Klaus was pissed hearing that witches of New Orleans was plotting something against him so the hybrid travel down to the city which would allow him to be left alone with you. Elijah had followed to find you since you hadn't called in awhile and also to find out just what the witches were planning.

"I'm Elijah. You heard of me?" Elijah asked Sophie after saving her from vampires. After talking to the witch about her sister, Elijah was taken to the cemetery and the witches couldn't stop you from running to your vampire.

"Elijah!" You shouted throwing your arms around Elijah who growled feeling you shiver as your sundress wasn't doing much to keep you warm. Elijah took off his suit jacket placing it over your shoulders and Hayley walked out seeing Elijah and her heart fluttered with how handsome the vampire was.

Hayley met Klaus, Rebekah and Kol so it was his first time seeing Elijah and found Elijah every attractive. Hayley felt a little jealous seeing the vampire cupping your cheek seemly showering you with affection.

"Why do you have my little wife?" Elijah asked his tone having a dangerous tint to it as his eyes darken keeping you close rubbing your back. Both Hayley and the witches were surprised watching you look up at Elijah muttering something and Elijah raised an eyebrow.

"You think she is pregnant?"

"Come inside where we can talk." Sophie says Elijah followed after with you by his side. Elijah stood with his hands in his pockets as you sat with Hayley.

"My sister died proving that Y/N is pregnant with Klaus's child."

"You do realize Niklaus will slaughter you all about this little lie."

"It isn't. Listen to the heartbeat! When he woke his wolf side, it made a loop hole." Sophie told Elijah who narrowed his eyes but did as told. Elijah's breathing hitched hearing the heartbeat.

"I need to find Niklaus. Hayley make sure Y/N stays safe." Elijah said walking out as you sat feeling like crying as Elijah was hard to read and you were scared. It didn't take long for Elijah to come back with Klaus.

"Don't look sad, my Queen. I'll take care of these witches." Klaus said looking over you as Elijah was trying to stay calm as Klaus had placed a hand on your abdomen smiling softly as Hayley got to see the full fury of two of the most dangerous Mikaelsons.

"So you hold my Queen and unborn child as hostage to make me do your dirty work?" Klaus said smirking devilishly eyes darken as Elijah moved to in front of you almost guarding you from the witches.

"We want Marcel gone and you are the one to do it." Sophie said grabbing a knife as the witches were nervous as having two dangerous Originals in the same room.

"And what's stopping me and Elijah from slaughtering you all?" Klaus questioned smirking as Sophie cut her hand and you let out a ylep. Elijah was quick to pull out a handkerchief handing it to Hayley who wrapped it around your hand.

"Not only did the spell proved the pregnancy but also linked me to Y/N. So anything that happens to me happens to her." Sophie said and Elijah was quick to stop Klaus from attacking. Elijah looked at the witches his eyes dark with something they hadn't seen before.

"We'll do this but Y/N and Hayley comes with us or else I'll let my brother slaughter this coven. And Miss Deveraux, I would personally deal with you."

"O.....okay." Sophie said shivering from the fear that flooded her and the other witches. You squealed when Klaus picked you up bridal style carrying you out of the tomb with Elijah beside him telling him to be careful with you.

"So is she like dating all of you?" Hayley asked Elijah as you all headed to a plantation house that Klaus had set up.

"She is. To Niklaus, she is a Queen, to Kol a life partner while Rebekah and I affectionately call her little wife." Elijah says smiling seeing that you fell asleep in Klaus's arms.

"Oh....isn't weird?"

"No. She isn't the first, we've shared a lover before." Elijah tells Hayley opening the door for her seeing Klaus taking you upstairs. As days passed Elijah went missing making Kol and Rebekah drive down worried about Elijah and missing you.

"Kol! Rebekah!" You squealed happily hugging them both as Hayley watched.

"Nik wasn't lying." Kol muttered hearing the heart beat like Rebekah. You tried helping to find Elijah with Rebekah while Kol was helping Klaus and Hayley was reading though Elijah's journal. Rebekah could see you were missing Elijah as you were wearing his botton ups and you only slept in his bed.

"A church?" You asked sitting in Kol's lap as he braiding your hair as Rebekah had came back from learning a general idea on where Elijah was.

"Yes now where is our wolf?"

"Hayley is upstairs."

To say you were overly happy that Elijah was home would be an understatement after Rebekah hugged him. You ran down jumping into Elijah's arms and he caught you with ease.

"Careful, baby. The little one." Elijah says softly pecking your lips as Hayley watched feeling a little jealous.

"Eli, they are still a little jelly bean." You giggle as Elijah raised an eyebrow and Rebekah rolled her eyes.

"Her and Kol has been calling the baby a jelly bean."

"I see. Has Niklaus been good?"

"Over protective. He hasn't let our poor babe leave the house." Rebekah answered as Elijah let you down.

"Please Rebekah, you and Kol hadn't like her out of your sight. Not since the witch attack." Klaus said stealing you away from Elijah only for Elijah to steal you back.

"Witch attack?"

"Angus bought up a doctor out in the bayou to check on the baby. Y/N thought it was a bad idea, Hayley thought it would be safe."

"Since then Rebekah hadn't let Hayley near her too." Kol says as Rebekah crossed her arms huffing as Elijah chuckled touching you abdomen.

"Protecting Y/N and baby is important so Rebekah did what she had to." Elijah says kissing your head as you giggle. You all settled for the night you and Rebekah slept in Elijah's bed that night with on Elijah and Rebekah cuddled into his side.

Hayley came down the next morning finding you in Elijah's lap as he reading with Klaus and Kol sitting on the couch reading also. You layed your head on Elijah's shoulder listening to his soft voice reading to you and Rebekah came in.

"Is this the first thing you do when we are all back together. Vampire book club?" Rebekah questioned as Hayley watched catch a glimpse into an everyday look in the Mikaelson home.

"Reading edifies the mind dear sister. Isn't that right Elijah?"

"Yes that's quite right Niklaus." Elijah answered waking you a bit making Elijah kiss your forehead as an apology. Hayley noticed the dead girl on the coffee table.

"And this nonsense?"

"This our brothers form of an apology." Elijah said helping you stad up from his lap as you gently rubbing your belly headed off to the kitchen.

"Nik and I thought that our big brother was hungry after his time in a coffin."

"And I informed my baby brothers that forgiveness can not be bought." Elijah said looking at Rebekah.

"Well she is staining a 200 year old carpet."

"Oh yes....that she is." Elijah muttered getting up to check on you as Kol and Klaus smirked looking at Hayley. They noticed the look in Hayley's eyes as she wasn't the first woman to fall for Elijah at first sight.

"Goodmorning, little wife." Elijah said watching you take out some yogurt which he took over getting you a bowl.

"Morning, I missed you."

"And I you. Here eat baby." Elijah says giving you the bowl of yogurt and fresh fruit. You blinked see Rebekah drag the dead body through the kitchen.

"Who do we have to kill?"

"Probably no one!" Elijah called out to her as you looked at Elijah with a raised eyebrow.

"Alright, potentially everyone." Elijah muttered as Hayley walked in seeing you sitting on a stool and Elijah behind you hands on your abdomen.

"So.... this miracle baby thing, how are you going to unlink her from Sophie?"

"I have a plan. Niklaus is doing his own plan with Kol." Elijah said kissing your head taking your dirty bowl and Kol decided to cling to you.

"What plan?"

"A plan to take the Quarter from Marcel. Then give our pregnant Queen the castle she deserves." Kol says smirking as you laughed lightly and Elijah smirked. Hayley was sure how to handle the Mikaelsons while you seemed to handle them perfectly well.

"This was another home of ours?" You asked Rebekah walking into the Abattoir with her getting a few stares from some vampires. Rebekah found it adorable how in awe you were.

"Yes before Mikael drove us away." Rebekah said watching you stand in front of the fountain rubbing your bumb.

"You think the baby will like here?"

"Yes, sweet love." Rebekah said kissing your temple when Kol joined you both standing behind your resting his chin on your shoulder.

"Elijah made sure your bedroom was in the middle of ours so you wouldn't have to go far."

"That's sweet of him." You said leaning back against Kol and both vampires moved you three to the den. You sat leaning back against Kol as Rebekah lay in front of you on the couch with you showing your favorite Disney movie.

You three fell asleep like this and how Klaus and Elijah found you three. Elijah gently covered you three with a blanket and gently rubbed your baby bump then sat in a chair and Klaus taking another. It was nice to enjoy the peace while they could while keeping an eye on you and soon to be newest Mikaelson.

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