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pinejayy · 10 months

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Rutting Urogi and Hawks x F!Reader

I love my men with wings, but I would love see them how they would act around you when it's spring time // both characters are gonna get their separate headcanons

also I have like 5 requests in my inbox so imma work on those when I have a day off from work

trigger warnings: nsfw, dry humping, oral (both receiving), fingering (on hawks part), face sitting, le sex, cock warming

Urogi

SFW

Oh so dating the four clones was a handful but You deeply loved them all. But when you experienced your first spring with the boys it was handful, there was a bunch of fighting.

Those flights mainly were around Urogi, because it was spring and that's when birds experienced mating season. And he became more clingy towards you.

He doesn't allow any of the other clones around you. And if one of them were to grab you he would lash out and fight them. And he becomes really aggressive.

One time Aizetsu made the fatal mistake of grabbing you and Urogi went crazy, he literally jumped him and beat him up. The poor blue eyed Demon was a crying mess. "YOU HAVE TO SHARE HER!"

The clones have this schedule to decide which day they get to have you, but Urogi is like fuck that! And of course he’s getting yelled at!

“You selfish demon! You can’t keep her to yourself!” And “I don’t care what time of the year it is! Go jerk yourself off!” And “Please give me Y/N! She’s not yours!”

The Bird Demon has made a nest, and the nest includes your favorite clothes mostly your underwear and bras. The nest also includes pillows so you could be comfortable. But he's also added sticks and leafs he's found around the woods.

Whenever he wants total alone time with you and without the constant nagging about the clones he'll pick you up and fly you somewhere so you guys are alone.

As much as you wanna spend time with the others he won't allow you to leave. Please just stay with him. He needs you. He craves you.

He loves seeing you sleep on his nest. A bunch of cuddles!!

NSFW

Oh boy!! This boy always wants sex with you. Your moans drive him crazy! He loves watching you lay on his nest completely naked.

You're definitely covered in bite marks, hickeys and scratch marks.

Whenever he wants to bury his cock inside of you he's gonna hold you close against his chest and place gentle kisses along your neck. The Demon is also gonna dry hump you until you give him what he wants.

Please Sit On His FACE!! He wants to feel your weight on him, he wants to be your seat so please for the love of god sit on his face!

But when you do sit in his face he moans about how good you taste, he loves lapping his tongue on your folds and clit.

A bunch of teasing!! Like!! "Who's my good girl! Or I'm gonna fill you up so good baby girl!"

Dude is gonna force you on your knees and shove his cock inside your mouth, he doesn't care if your a gagging mess. You're gonna take that cock sweetheart.

Whenever you're tried he'll allow you to sleep but he'll still have his cock buried inside of you!

He loves making you feel good, so good! Heck to spite the other clones he’ll make you moan out his name! Let them hear you! He doesn’t care uwu

He’s so good with aftercare, he’ll make sure you’re good and well taken care of! Lots of kisses and cuddles! He’ll holding you and whisper sweet things to you. “You did a good job babygirl.”

Once his rut is over the other clones are now fighting over you and who’s gonna get you first! So oof you have 3 other cocks to think about still! Good luck princess.

Keigo Takami (Hawks)

SFW

Hawks has been clingy with you, and with spring around he’s extra clingy with you. He doesn’t allow you to leave his eye sight, even going to the store alone is a huge no no for him. He doesn’t want anyone around you!

Since you guys live together he’s always by your side and grabbing your body, and around this time he’s extra sweet. A bunch of nicknames “Princess, My Song Bird and Mine.”

Hawks also build a nest around the living room, the nest consist of your clothes, underwear and pillows/blankets you sleep with. He’s so addictive to the way you smell.

LIKE GOD DAMN THE HOUSE IS A MESS! AND HONESTLY YOU GUYS GET IN A LOT OF ARGUMENTS BECAUSE OF IT..

He hides your dirty underwear so he can smell them as he jerks off while you’re not giving his attention he craves for.

During this time he’s also quite aggressive, and during his rut he’s specifically has told Endeavor not to contact him, since it’s not a good time for him. And Endeavor doesn’t wanna know what’s going on and also because he doesn’t care enough but he does pray for you because you’re gonna need it. 💀

Hawks doesn’t allow you outside so you have everything delivered to the house, one time you ordered a pizza and the guy who brought over the pizza was chased away, how dare you look at someone!

Hawks yelled at the poor pizza man. He loves making the pizza guy cry.

Do not touch his wings…please. He’s very sensitive with him and especially during this time of the year! And speaking of his wings! There’s red features everything, and I mean everywhere!

The poor baby loves to hold you, he loves feeling your warm body against his. Please let him hold you

He always wants to be by your side, while sleeping, eating and in the bathroom. And good luck trying to get him away from you. He doesn’t understand personal space ..

Hawks always wants you in the nest with him. And if you don’t get in he’ll start throwing a hissy fit. Honestly he’s kinda childish during this time of the year but that’s because he always wants you by his side!

NSFW

Dude is so rough with you when he’s pumping into you. He loves holding you down by your waist and loves seeing his cock slid in and out of you. And your moans drive him even crazier.

He loves being in between your legs, he loves licking your folds and he can’t help it but moan at the way you taste, you taste so divine to him and he lets you know as well. “You taste so divine princess.” “Good you taste so fucking good! God I want more!”

And dude is gonna make you sit on his face! He wants you to suffocate him with your lovely thighs. And if you move your hips against his face he’ll get worked up.

He’ll choke you as he’s fucking you. uwu

He enjoys seeing you a moaning mess, and during this time he’s also a huge tease. He’ll drag his fingers around your folds and clit. He wants you to beg for his cock. Like he’ll finger you real slow and smirk. “Come on princess beg for my cock…beg for me to fuck you.”

But you can also be a tease too, you especially love pinning him down and love placing kisses all over his body. First you start off at his lips then slowly you make it to his neck then his chest until you have your pretty little lips around his cock, sucking him.

God he loves watching your head moving up and down, taking his cock down your throat. And he’ll be begging for more. “Please Princess, I want you inside of me…please ride me.”

Hawks knows this can be very exhausting for you so whenever you’re feeling sleepy he’ll allow you to sleep but in one condition. You let him cock warm you. He just wants to be inside of you. He can’t get enough of how tight your walls are against him.

You’re covered in marks!! And I mean everywhere! You’re covered in bite marks, scratch marks, and bruises. And this makes him weak!! Seeing your body marked by him.

HE WANTS TO FILL YOU UP! HE WANTS TO MAKE A HAWKS JR! 💀💀

But honestly he’s great with aftercare! He’ll make sure you’re good and that he didn’t hurt you. He’ll order food (and he’ll try his best not to yell at the poor person who delivers it ) and he’ll cuddle you too. Lots of sweet comments and kisses.

Once his rut is over, he makes sure to clean up the house since he made into a mess! And jokingly he’ll tell you “How about around 2!”

#hawks rut #hawks x reader #hawks smut #Keigo Takami #my hero academy fanfiction #mha #bnha #hantengu clones #x reader #smut #hantengu smut #urogi x reader #Urogi smut

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ice-cream-writes-stuff · 1 year

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☆There's No Place Like Home☆

《You are new to this... Neighborhood? Where the hell are you?》

Episode 2: Get To Know Know Your Neighbors

[Pilot] [1]

《Warnings: the subject matter this ARG has are potentially disturbing. DEAD DOVE DO NOT EAT. Welcome Home was created by Clown @ partycoffin 》

Sick.

You felt sick after eating that cake. It tasted like pure sugar cane mixed with coffee creamer. The taste was sweeter than any treat you had eaten before.

Yet you don't utter a word about it to your plucky, so-called, "neighbors".

"Well, would you look at the time? It looks like it's late... Er. I think, but I gotta keep.. Unpacking? And I'm sure you all have plans of your own tomorrow."

You pick up the plates quickly, but some of the slices were barely picked at. Other plates are not even a spec of crumbs.

"Yes, of course!" Poppy said, hurriedly fluffing up her feathers in case of any stray pieces of dessert on her.

"Mhm, the post office isn't gonna' run itself." "Nor the bodega!" Howdy and Eddie laugh, Frank, chuckling off to the side.

"Yes, I gotta get some beauty sleep if I wanna dream big!" Sally agreed, pushing out her chair.

"Then I guess it's settled, we'll see you tomorrow, right neighbor?" Wally asks you. Dropping the plates in the sink, a few break on impact. Your hands try to pick up the broken pieces. But recoiled at the sight of your blood staining the fine china.

"Ye-yeah... Absolutely."

"Wonderful!" Julie cheers, coming up to your side by the sink.

"You must join me tomorrow! Your clothes are so odd! I've never seen a style quite like it. I would love it if we could dress up together!" The puppet chattered.

You nodded uncaringly, more focused on the cut on your palm.

"Groovy-..!"

A sharp gasp escapes Julie as Frank comes to her side.

"What... What is that?" Julie questioned you.

"Oh-... it's a cut. I hurt myself..."

"H-HURT! Who said hurt!?" Poppy stumbles near your side, her gaze softening as she asks if you were okay.

The other puppets now standing behind her, awkwardly trying to see your cut.

You hesitantly show the bird-puppet your palm, albeit shaken up by her. You thought she would bite your arm off with her beak.

Instead, she holds out her feathers, tenderly holding your arm.

Her expression turns into one of confusion. "That's odd..?"

"Wh-what??"

"There's only paint, I don't see any stuffing. Are you sure you are hurt?"

You, in turn, give her a puzzled look.

Had... Had these puppets never seen a human before? Much less a human being bleeding?

You take this as a good sign. Glad that these "puppets" didn't eat or have an appetite for humans or blood.

"Paint you say?" Frank bumps in, carefully analyzing your cut. He hums in thought, "Would you mind if I poked your cut?"

"No...Can I have a band-aid or something to close it up please?"

Frank nodded and backs off as Eddie hands you needle and a thread spool. "Here, found it by some of the boxes."

"Thanks..." You said, disregarding the puppets staring at you attentively as you place the items down. Saying you'll clean it up first.

You reassure them you'll be fine as you usher your "neighbors" to the door. Gladly holding the door open for them as they say their good byes and farewells.

Wally was the last one to leave, he smiles sleepily at you. You smile back at the tiniest puppet, feeling your mouth muscles twitch when keeping up the charade.

"I'll tell Home you said 'hello', good night. Neighbor."

[Taglist closed]

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[Dun-dun-dun!!! Sorry I took so long to update! I've been writing a lot of Welcome Home Oneshots. Comments, art, always help! Thanks for reading!]

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from-izzy · 4 months

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double a decade | tbz kim sunwoo

Double a decade—no, more than that.

PAIRING » tbz kim sunwoo x gn!reader (proofread twice! lmk if i missed anything!) TROPE/AU » childhood friends to lovers, non-idol au!, holiday season au! (starts a little bit from christmas up to new years!) GENRE » it's so fluffy like wow...i'm not going to write something so fluff for sunwoo for a while after this, a tinge of angst, SUNWOO AND READER ARE BOTH IDIOTS, sunwoo thought his love was one-sided, very shy kim sunwoo, sunwoo being very cute and patient to the reader, reader is sick and sunwoo takes care of them uwu, they platonically share the same bed, big spoon sunwoo who is physically bigger than you and holds you to sleep, MUTUAL PINING REEEEEE, a ton of hugs from kim sunwoo because he's so...ugh, reader blushing cause of kim sunwoo, sunwoo giving his jackets that're oversized for you to use (ahhhh) WORD COUNT » 5760 ESTIMATED READING TIME » ~21 mins WARNINGS (lmk if i missed anything!) » reader is sick with a fever (if you're actually sick, please isolate yourself!), kim sunwoo being a shy idiot, one swear word (but cuts through halfway)

navi/masterlist!! 🤍

my last story for 2023! looking forward to the new year! happy 2024 everyone!

thank you for reading and screaming with me @winterchimez, @heemingyu and @mosviqu !! you three were so chaotic 😭 like ally really whipped out my government name, i couldn't tell whether sana was mad at me or sunwoo, and bar was...yeah...uhm...yeah!

(i suffered so much with the banner, i need to stop looking at it now)

Even you found this situation absurd.

How could something so beautiful cause you to have tissues and wet towels lying around your heating body? It’s bittersweet to know that the things that made you enwrap in the layer of heated and weighted blankets are the same ones every year that fall nicely from the hues of orange and red sky. Maybe it’s the headache or the jealousy as you hear the excited shrills of the children outside the window having fun and throwing the cold ball of death to each other’s faces. It’s probably also the fact that you’re at the time of your month, the cramps around the underside of your stomach in addition to the scratchy itch on your throat that makes swallowing hard.

In the end, this year’s Christmas has been wasted and you could only cry under the sheets alone, convincing your parents not to enter as you knew they had to return to work as soon as the holidays ended. You truly regretted your past naive and idiotic self for making a snow angel without proper winter battle clothes. The effect took a massive toll on your body, especially with the amount of hours you have been working and the stress of it all. The way you spent Christmas was lonely as you looked down to the ground floor where your family gathered, a warm blanket slouched on your messy, unwashed hair. The distance between your pout and their smiles wasn’t too far but because of your dying voice and their charged voice, even your mother could barely hear your Christmas greetings.

But, there was someone in your life who still barged into your highly contaminated room with his raccoon loverboy beanie and matching handmade raccoon scarf that you gifted for him this Christmas. Even with your refutes and arguments, he just shrugs, refusing to let you spend the holiday season time alone.

Every year has always been the same at this time of the year. From when the clock strikes midnight when the jingle bells ring from the city hall up to your room, up until around noon, you would spend it with your family. From noon, when you and your best friend would be amazed at how the snowman still kept its shape up until around dinner time, you would be all over the neighbourhood with him. Then cues the opening of gifts underneath the green tree with ornaments from your grandparents’ age, the smile plasters on everyone’s faces as choruses of ‘thank you’s would be said. Three hours before Christmas day passes, you would retreat to your room, only to have a visitor open your door, the pile of snow between the strands of his hair making the wood of your floor a tripping hazard.

Every year has always been the same for you both and Kim Sunwoo is determined to make sure that it would still be that way. The boy has always made every single Christmas memorable from the day you both were in diapers to now. He made sure that Christmas this year isn’t wasted and he proves that solidly.

Now, another day of fighting begins as you pray for your fever to die down in time for the approaching new year. Contrary to your wishes, your whole body feels like it’s been shut down, feeling too effortful to even raise a finger despite it lying on your bed for the last twenty hours.

“Sunwoo…” The tears well up in your eyes, wishing that you could at least pick up the phone to hear his stories about the day.

“I got you!”

The door clicks open to reveal his toothy, mischievous smile. In one hand, a filled fabric bag is held as the other fist punches the sky eagerly. If you could, you would’ve chucked all the layers of fabric to the ground for all you care, clinging onto the boy like a koala. He understands the thoughts roaming in your head as soon as he sees the way the ceiling light highlights the sweat on your forehead and the moisture around the bottom of your eyes.

The once-upturned corners of his mouth dipped and so did his shoulders. With his free hand, the door closed quietly. He slowly approaches you, kneeling on the floor beside your bed. Sunwoo takes his mittens off, tilting his head and his furrowed eyebrows match his solemn smile.

“The new year is literally in three days and I’m still here all wrapped up like a mummy.” He unfolded one of the new towels on your bedside table, dapping the sweat away from your flushed face. “I hate this…”

Sunwoo couldn’t hide his true feelings either, missing having you healthy by his side for more than a whole week now. The night walks were now leaning more toward miserable than lonely. He misses the way you would wrap your nearest arm with his, the other hand loosely anchoring on as well as you both comment on whatever comes into your mind. It’s during those times that you would be so preoccupied with your words that the world around him becomes silent, looking down at the slope of your nose and the shape of your moving lips dearly.

If you look up towards him, you can see the way that Sunwoo’s eyes relax and the corners of his lips lift just slightly, looking at you with utmost adore and affection. His cheeks would be red, not because of the chilly wind, but because his heart is telling him to just hold you close, confess and kiss you deeply into the night.

It’s no exaggeration to say that the fluttering feeling in his heart, gave his body more warmth than the mittens, beanie, scarf and winter outfit.

“It’ll pass soon, don’t worry,” Sunwoo reassures you, straightening his legs and heading to your bathroom. There, he shrieks and the laugh from the joined room, where you lay in bed with a new cold wet towel on your burning forehead tells him that you did it on purpose. “I thought that was real!” His head peaks out slightly from the bathroom door with the toy cockroach in his hand, throwing it on the duvet where it conveniently plops upside down.

“I need some laughs, okay?” It only earned an eye roll from Sunwoo, who closed the bathroom door.

Your eyes widen at the familiar actions, the sprinkling of water confirming your thoughts.

“Sunwoo!” You scold him. “You can’t stay over! I’m literally sick!”

“I’ll be fine!”

These are the only words that he says, ignoring the rest of your complaints and nagging; he knows though, that it’s just because you care for his health and wellbeing.

Your lips could only form a big mountain when Sunwoo finally does exit your now sauna-like bathroom. He had his favourite raccoon onesie on, his used clothes in one hand and was supported with his chest to avoid it from toppling over his hold. A toothbrush is leisurely in his mouth, the frothing around the inside of his lips tells you that he has no second thoughts about staying over.

“You can’t, Woo.” An exasperated sigh comes out as soon as he slips into the room. “Why don’t you ever listen to what I say?”

The toothbrush stops its rustling sound against his healthy, white teeth and you can tell from the way his hands land on the side of his waist that he has a complaint back about you.

“As if you’ll ever listen to me.” And the rustling continues with a tune of a song.

“Touche.”

There is one thing that changed from your usual sleepovers but again, you’re not complaining as it is the best choice. Sunwoo takes out the spare roll-up mattress after excitedly knocking on your parent’s room for help. You could hear how your parents are beyond surprised by the visit but you could only smile when you hear the way they scold Sunwoo for wanting to stay beside you with your condition.

For some odd reason, he was still able to walk back into your room, showing off the white fabric on his shoulder that he held, shoulder way too high for your liking as his pride replaces the gloomy atmosphere in the room.

“Make some sort of distance between you and my bed please.”

Your tone is no longer playful, almost tired and most definitely worried. Sunwoo nods, his lips pulling into a line. At this moment, when Sunwoo sets up his bed for the night away from you, you don’t realise the clench in your heart, your hand swishing over the space beside you where he would usually cuddle with you to sleep.

“This alright?” Pulling off his sparkly doe eyes, shooting you a smile that you couldn’t possibly refute. “Alright! Goodnight!” He cheers when you nod defeatedly.

With a flick of the switch, the only thing that allows you to see your covered feet is the moonlight from outside. Sunwoo is in a better position because the lower level means that your bed blocks the shine enough for him to slumber back to sleep.

For some reason, you couldn’t. Your body is still, your eyelids shut and your calm breathing would’ve fooled anyone that you were actually in dreamland. In reality, all you could hear was Sunwoo’s more soothing snores, the sudden feeling that nothing was covering you and the uncomfortable feeling of staying awake.

Your eyelids shoot open once more, staring at the lines and scratches that managed to make it there. Maybe it was a chaotic cat? Or a really strong spiky fly? Or maybe, a ghost? Continuing a questionable amount of ideas. You didn’t even realise when your body turned to the side where Sunwoo was. Without thinking much, your arm reaches for the expensive headpiece straight to the once-slumbering boy.

Disturbed between reality and dreams, his body immediately straightens up, turning his head at you. “Hey!”

“Sorry.” You did feel guilty, not knowing that your impulse actions would jolt him so much; but your laugh tells him that once again, you did plan it with some sort of naughty reason.

Like the antagonist of a scary movie, Sunwoo’s head dips down slightly, his bangs covering his eyes and his cheek rising with menacing thoughts in his head. Suddenly, he jumps over to the mattress, wiggling his fingers all over your body.

“S-Stop! Sunwoo!” He didn’t bother doing so, his heart delighted at the sound of your laughter after so long. “I’m sorry! I’m sorry, you pathetic raccoon!”

“Oh, you’re really asking for it!”

It’s a miracle that none of your parents didn’t woke up after almost five minutes of different volumes of laughter. After a week or so of copping up in your room, unable to properly see your best friend, he makes his mark on the winter holiday, knowing that every time you fall sick with a fever, you’ll recall this fun memory.

“Can’t sleep?”

He retreats to the edge of the bed, his legs dangling. Yet, he has his full focus on the way your smile gradually falls into a frown. His hands move under the blanket, finding yours. As soon as he feels you, his fingers intertwine with yours. Automatically, your thumb caresses Sunwoo’s, calming enough for him to sleep. Eyelids heavy but not completely down yet, your brown orbs observe the way Sunwoo kneels beside you.

“Sunwoo…”

“Hm?”

“Thank you for staying.”

His eyes widen slightly but he then lets out a small chuckle. “Just doing your lovely parents a favour.”

“No.” He gulps at your seriousness, watching the way that even though your back is facing the natural light source, the growing waters underneath your eyelids make his other hand reach out for you, the movement shaking your tears down. “I meant in life. Thank you for staying with me another year.”

Your eyelashes fluttered, the darkness quietly enveloping you. Sunwoo just lets out a soft sigh, your words making his heart beat too rapidly for him to sleep tonight.

“I love you.”

There…

He rehearsed the confession in the mirror many times, different scenarios each time, a different object in his hand every time as he imagined the perfect gift that he would give if he was ever given a chance to pour his feelings into you. A part of him wishes you heard it, hoping that you didn’t keep this friendship going.

The mattress that he worked hard to retrieve from your parents is left untouched for the rest of the night. Forget about his well-being for a second, prioritising the love in his heart. Forget about being sick if it meant being able to hold you in his arms just like all those times. Forget about your scoldings that he would only stick his tongue out nonchalantly to. Sunwoo climbs on the opposite side, his usual spot in your bed. He carefully slips his body inside, the air a thousand times warmer, almost making him wince at the sudden temperature rise that he didn’t expect.

For one last time in the night, he wipes your forehead clean, pressing a lingering kiss on the area. Your body recognises the dip of the bed, turning to the other side and hiding your eyes from the glare of the night into Sunwoo’s beating chest. Perplexed but still somewhat composed, he lets you get comfortable first, both of your hands reaching up to the fabric of his collar, tugging it slightly as a satisfied smile makes its way onto your relaxed face.

“I love you.”

He says once more.

“I love you so much, bubs.”

A little bit louder.

“I love you so much but,” He rests his head on the pillow, pulling you further into his embrace with his hand curling over the shape of your head. “I don’t think I can stay beside you next year.”

Unrequited love his whole life.

The trade-off between friendship and love is too much for him to fully digest.

But as the years pass, Sunwoo knows that there is nothing much he can do but drown in his uncertainties. At the same time, he’s no longer sure how much longer he could fake another smile towards you whenever you were taken out for dates. He’s no longer sure how to keep his heartbeat at bay whenever you accidentally whip your hair across his face whenever he scared you, and the way your first instinct is to squish his cheeks, frown and check up for any hurt on his beautiful face. He’s no longer sure if he could hide the urge to pull you into his chest whenever your fingers would lace together even during the hot summer days.

So Sunwoo made it clear to himself that tonight would be the last time he would bask in your presence. Another unsure kiss is given to your forehead and against the screamings inside his head, he follows his heart to press one on each of your closed lids, whispering loving words that he desperately wishes you would hear.

“I’m thankful for you too.”

True to his words, Sunwoo is gone by the early morning, the white blob on the floor is gone and so are the used towels that you have used throughout the previous day. Judging from the coolness of the sheets beside you, he must’ve left some time ago and it left a bitter feeling in your whole being when he left no note that would usually snap the drowsiness in you to an immediate deadpan reaction, or contrary a dog video that would make up want to curl up and stay in bed for longer.

Three distinct knocks on the door tell you that your mum has breakfast ready but you can’t respond as enthusiastically as you usually would.

“You’re looking better today, actually.” The plastic tray rests on the corner of your table. The now-occupied space reminds you of last night when Sunwoo used the same space for his worn-out backpack. Satisfied with the way your forehead is no longer burning and almost back to normal temperature, the woman nods and lets out a sigh of relief. “Must be the Sunwoo effect.”

It did make you forget your confusion for a second, the corners of your slumped lips pulling to a straight line. When you were once again left all alone in the room, the loneliness was unlike ever before. The charging cable is ripped away from your device, opening the messaging app to text Sunwoo a very formal, very awkward morning greeting. Your eyes bore into the bottom left of the screen, seeing if the familiar typing icon would pop out but after around four minutes of empty wishes, the way you shoved your phone under the pillow shows how crestfallen you are with his isolating behaviour. It continued for the rest of the day, your phone never buzzing because of him even though his social media activity shows him posting a new memory to share over the internet.

New Year is around a few hours and to you, it looks like Sunwoo has no plans to change his indifference towards you. Even when Eric says he would make sure that Sunwoo sends a message to you, the only thing that changed in your messaging status with him is the ‘delivered’ to ‘seen’ sign.

“The audacity of this little piece of sh—”

Your fingers tapped rapidly first, and the floating tiles of your keyboard pour your conflicted emotions with a dash of empty threats to him. It’s infuriating that the only thing he did was still, left you on ‘seen’ but this time, in real-time.

“Okay, fine!”

Why are you so defeated? Frustrated? Annoyed? Irritated? Worried? Sour? Confused? Are you really going to spend the rest of the year without him? Start the new one without him? Is he really breaking the streak of watching the fireworks together and being each other’s first ‘Happy New Year!’s with a bunch of jumping and squealing?

Is he mad because you’re the reason why you can’t watch the flowers in the sky with him this year? But Sunwoo knows that you’ve been sick! But if he is, is he so mad to the point that he's going to break the streak of being each other’s first ‘Happy New Year!’s next year because of it? But between you both, you’ve always beaten him by a split second!

“Fine! Be that way then!” If the framed picture of you both had noise sensitivity, you’re sure that it would’ve cowered away and fallen straight to the bin next to it. “Ignore me then! Go have fun with the rest of your friends! Why’d you come here and act like you cared when you were just going to avoid me like this?!”

As if the whole universe isn’t seemingly against you already, the bunny doll that Sunwoo won for you smiled sweetly from the corner of your room. The rubber material of your slippers makes high-pitched slaps and your arms snatch the poor plush by its neck, shaking it back and forth as you start to let out all the cursing in all the languages that you know to the boy in your head.

“You got it!”

You couldn’t hide the excitement on your face as soon as the claw hovers in the hole of the machine, a few seconds away from delivering the prize to your hands. Sunwoo rejoices and is proud after winning against the rigged game with only the first try.

You try to wait patiently for Sunwoo to give it to you, but the way that your upper body bounces, and the way your slightly wavy hair goes along with the motions of your body, only makes it harder for Sunwoo to properly hand you over the gift. You weren’t doing anything special but he was so in love with you that he couldn’t help but let out a shaky breath at the way your eyes sparkle to him—it didn’t help his case that you were cutely drowning in his jacket.

“D-Do you love it that much?”

Would it be weird if he snapped a photo of you right now? When your cheeks are smushed against the bunny’s fluffy ones? Would it be weird if he wanted to set it as his wallpaper and just stare at it all day long?

“It’s so cute!”

You indirectly answered, putting your full attention and affection to the animal in your hands. The way you bopped your nose with its own only fuels his adoration for you and because you’re so immersed in your birthday gift, Sunwoo did manage to get the picture that he desires.

Kim Sunwoo also had it as his lock screen, hiding it within a collage of other memories—it’s the reason why he’s been so protective over his phone for the last few months.

Having had enough of giving the inanimate animal a headache, you threw it onto the floor with a huff, blowing the loose strand of hair away from your vision. All of a sudden, the tears finally well up in your eyes and you let out silent croaked sobs. The hunched-over plushie is the catalyst for your head to replay the memories in your head. With your back against your bed, knees folded to your chest and the bunny sitting on top, the outside world blurs out of existence for a while.

Everything is just Kim Sunwoo.

From the way he smiles.

To the way he drools in his sleep.

From the way he would literally hide you from the outside world, arms enveloping and muffling your cries.

To the way he welcomes the series of punches on his chest because life is too much for you sometimes.

From the way he has your mum on speed dial in case he can’t reach you.

To the way that he would hop into the car to pick you up from your solo late-night, early-morning beach walks still in his pyjamas.

From the way he knew how to comfort you depending on the situation.

To the way he wouldn’t mind submitting his assignment late if it meant that you’ll be able to sleep peacefully.

Your face flares up, recalling the light pressure of his lips on your eyelids the other night and with it, the meaning behind your tight hold on the bunny becomes something entirely different. That’s all it takes for you to rush out the front door, your mum following your rushed actions with her eyes.

“Well,” she shrugs, eyes back to the television of her favourite Christmas movie, “that happened.”

So maybe you should’ve changed to snowing boots or something more appropriate than your slippers but in your body’s adrenaline to keep your body intact for another five minutes when you would reach Sunwoo’s house.

“You’re so—ugh!”

The crystals falling from the sky are too uncomfortable and you know that you will be bedridden for longer after this but that’s not going to be your fault. Someone else will take the blame for this and you’ll make it clear for him.

It’s only when you reach the front door, hands on your bent knees, throat dry, nose red, cheeks most probably iced due to your tears and the weather that the words all evaporate from your head. Nothing seemed to make sense anymore and with the curtain from the living room open just enough for you to see Sunwoo snuggling in the couch with his cup of hot chocolate, the feelings that you have been hiding from him amplified greatly.

You’re so mad at him but you still think he looks cute with the blanket over his head, covering his shoulders and eyes focused so much to the point the colours of the graphics were being reflected on his eyes. Changing the direction from kicking down the front door, you decided to instead gather a lump of ice into your palm, striking it against the window where his face was.

His body jolts back but it didn’t take long for his mind to register the white remnants crumbling on the glass, window frame and sill. It takes Sunwoo less than a second to take in your shivering figure on the other side of the window and he knows he’s going to get an earful from his mum when she sees the sweet and sticky drink on her carpet.

The coat hanger rattles and almost breaks an arm with how violently Sunwoo takes two of his warmest jackets, swiftly getting ready to meet the cold and starting blizzard outside. He automatically winced when nature slammed the door open, almost stubbing his toe—but maybe that’s his karma for leaving you on read for more than a whole day without a proper explanation.

Sunwoo took his focus away from the throbbing pain, skipping down the stairs, using the spiky handrail for support as he pushed his body up whenever he went down a step lower, relaxing when his feet landed on the ground safely. It’s only been a few minutes since he stepped out of his blanket but now everything is throbbing—his heart as well for a different reason.

Seeing you still facing the window, your hair flying all over the place, your chin basically on your chest, Sunwoo realises that he hurt you badly. Maybe he should’ve just been honest. If so, then at the very least, you wouldn’t chase him out like this when it looks like you just started to feel better.

“Hey…” his feet make cautious little shuffles, scrunching the remaining mixes of nature and ice, kind of scared for his life that you would start to (rightfully) punch him. Thankfully, he got close enough to drape his jacket onto your shoulder, zipping up the front without asking you to put your arms. If it wasn’t for the fact that he ignored you, he would be teasing and asking you about what you are mulling over. “Let’s go inside, hm?”

Sunwoo sighs at your stubbornness when you shoved his arm away, feet planted on the ground.

“Go away.”

His heart clenches at the way you probably meant that. It included a hint of hurt, broken the unanswered questions that were swarming your head.

“I’m sorry,” Sunwoo said so softly that you could’ve missed it if it wasn’t the way you were already actively focusing on him. “So please, let’s just get you inside. It’s my fault, I’m sorry.”

His palm goes over where his heart is and the other hand gives you a reassuring press. Sunwoo knew by the way you refused to look at him despite him bending over to meet your eyes, that this was going to be tough for you to listen to him.

But Kim Sunwoo is patient.

He’s always been patient and understanding when it comes to you. When his hands reach over to envelop yours, you don’t push away how he wraps his own between yours. Your heartbeat picks up its pace when he leads your joined hands into the pocket of his jacket, his thumb gliding over your skin. The act also sends your body closer to his, finally closing the gap between your bodies, sharing body warmth corresponding to the red hues on your cheeks.

Your lips now hover over his outwear and your nose takes his scent in, enjoying breathing in the familiarity after almost two days of no contact. Sunwoo bites his lips, nervous about having you in front of him and the way you tighten your hold on his hands tells him that you have a lot to say.

“You don’t want to spend the first week of the new year bedridden, bubs.” Wordlessly and timidly, Sunwoo just scans over your facial features, his eyes roaming about while your eyes are stuck on his zipper which is halfway done.

“Don’t call me that…” Because it clicks open the surge of feelings that you have been trying to hide from him for the longest time. “Don’t…”

You were still half awake when he said his words.

Unknowingly to Sunwoo, you heard every single word that you have always wanted to say to him. That night, when his hand wrapped securely around your waist, you had the best sleep in your life, taking a mental note to talk about the topic later on.

Only to realise that you are both idiots with your feelings.

“I’m sor—”

“Stop apologising!”

And it sends Sunwoo into a puddle of shock and confusion when your eyes send out a waterfall. He separates his hands from yours and they fly quickly to hold your cheeks. Stutters of more apologies string out and his thumbs weren’t fast enough to keep your face dry.

“I’m sorry! I’m sorry too!”

“Hey, what are you sorry about? I’m the one who left you on read!”

“I’m sorry that I’ve never told you how much I appreciate you,” you hiccup before continuing, seeing a glimpse of Sunwoo’s gaping mouth, “I’m sorry that you’ve always been the one taking care of me and not the other way around,” and you see the way he shakes his head with furrowed eyebrows, “I’m sorry that I ever make you think that I don’t care about you!”

“Hey, no. Don’t say that, I know you care abo—”

“I love you, Kim Sunwoo!”

To him, even though Christmas has passed, he’s convinced that it’s a miracle for him. The night when he left to stay in your house, he innocently wished upon the shooting star, closing his eyes and hoping for your health and happiness—but he couldn’t help but also wish that you would love him back even though that’s out of his control.

But what can he do when he’s only loved one person and one person throughout his whole life?

“I’m sorry if I ever made you think that I like someone else because I can tell you now that all those dates I went to only made me sure that I’m so in love with you and you make me feel like I can just be myself when I’m around you and I also feel jittery when I’m around you and—”

This is not the type of confession that he has rehearsed for.

He guides your face into his chest, still sobbing and crying. As always, your hands weakly hit him, your lips still voicing out muffled confessions to him. Sunwoo’s arms wrap around your shoulders, the other on top of it. His head dips, his lips breathing out air near your ear, resting his forehead on his arm for stability. He wants to say something, anything to make sure that his avoidance doesn’t mean that he doesn’t love you back but all he wants to do is to just hold you closer to make it clear that no one could take you out on another date.

Only he can take you out on dates now.

You sniffle, catching your breath after letting your feelings out. The hold around you makes you melt, smiling before turning to where Sunwoo is. At your longing stare, his head shoots back up in surprise, tripping over his own words at how you look at him with beady, watery eyes in adoration. Shy Sunwoo is going to be a sight that you’ll get used to quickly, noting how adorable he is with how his eyes refuse to meet yours and his lips moving without any sound actually coming through.

“I love you.”

You repeated quieter just for him so that he was the only one who could hear the words.

“I love you so much.”

You stood on your toes, planting a kiss on his chin.

“I love you so much but,” Sunwoo gulps with how you squinted your eyes, “if you leave my side next year, I won’t hesitate to throw a snowball to your face.”

“Oh God, please don’t do that.” Mortified and shaking his head, “I’m sorry, you win. I’ll do anything, just please have mercy on me.”

“Anything?”

Sunwoo gives a series of firm, convincing nods.

“Kiss me.”

The words took a while to register in his mind and he couldn’t help the breath hitching when he realised your request. Sunwoo almost stumbled backwards, your hands tug the fabric of his pockets, pulling him back to you and reality. It caused your foreheads to lightly bump and the impact made you wince at his stupidity.

“I-I’m sorry! I-I’m—”

“Kim Sunwoo! There’s going to be a mark there! That hur—”

A pair of comforting hands hold your jawline, tilting your face to accommodate the height difference between the two once-best friends. When Sunwoo gets a better grip on himself, he quickly dives in when your lips part, swallowing your complaints and making his dreams come true.

Double a decade—no, more than that.

That’s how much he’s waited for this moment with you.

When his lips would slot against yours, hugging your top ones with his before pulling away to give the same amount of affection to your bottom ones. Your noses bump into each other slightly, making the moment seem real and fun, smiling and giggling when you both part for air. Shy and kind of embarrassed with how messy and uncoordinated it is but you both know you wouldn’t want to share each other’s firsts with anyone else.

At this moment, it’s you and him in this world.

That’s how you ended the year. Clenched fist still inside his pockets, though that didn’t stop you from folding the fabric back so that you could have your arms wrapped around his middle to pull him closer. The sky soon blooms shortly after, and the happy firing noises illuminate the night sky, beating the dull light and colour of the moon that everyone sees every day. Because of the dynamic colours, Sunwoo is able to see the shades of the celebration mirrored on your skin, finding you more beautiful than ever before.

Though beautiful, the fireworks did make Sunwoo roll his eyes when he seemingly needed to repeat variations of “Be my girlfriend!” even though you were less than ten centimetres away from his face. He knows after your third “What? I can’t hear you” that you were playing with him, giving you pecks of his lips across your face playfully, enjoying how your laughs neutralised the flowers in the sky.

You ended the year with the start of a kiss with your best friend.

And start the new year with a new title for your ex-best friend.

With Kim Sunwoo, of course.

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yanderemommabean · 1 year

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Love how you call that Mid mama but that was excellently written uwu. Elias gives me less misogynistic Eddie vibes and I adore him.

Could we get the visit from his darling? I'd love to see how that goes!

“You know the rules” one guard warns, only for Elias to laugh with a huff through his nose. “Oh don't flatter yourself thinking you can stop me. Now open the door”. The guard sneers, hesitating and taking his hand away from the handle to point his finger at him. “Don’t get cocky, this can quickly turn into me tossing you back to the doctor and his associate”.

Elias just sighs. Stupid brutes never know when to shut up. In a blink, Elias just jingles the keys that were previously on the guards belt, one hand uncuffed with a smile, making the man shut his loud mouth. “Don't forget dear guard of mine, I'm a threat for a reason. Now hurry! I only have an hour this time around!”.

The guard freezes, stuttering for a bit before snatching his keys back and unlocking the other cuff. “Smart ass” he grumbles, before shooing Elias into the other room, standing on guard just outside.

Elias was elated to see you, rushing to wrap you in his arms with such a speed the guard didn’t have time to react. “My love! Oh my love my love my love! I can’t believe you’re finally here! Oh I missed you so so much!” he practically squeals, his fingers clutching your hair as he inhales right in the crook of your neck and shoulder. “I’ve missed this scent. Missed you. They treat me so so badly here! They-”

You gently push him away, not really believing that he was “oh so abused” in this place. By the looks of it, he gives everyone sleep paralysis just for the thrill of it. But that strange doctor who contacted you promised this place would at least help Elias, so maybe they can calm down those tendencies. They asked how you met and why he’s so obsessed, and honestly you only really know him because you helped him out from time to time when leaving work or seeing him being picked on.

Once you said you’d be there for him no matter what, things took a turn. You blinked and every bully who had previously been in front of you two, leaving the fight, was stabbed. Not even mortally, Elias just stabbed them to make them feel pain. He wanted to leave his mark.

“Elias…I-I’m happy you’re eager to see me, but you might need to take a seat and obey the rules. They might not let us hang out anymore” you pacify, helping the man sit down. Elias just shoots the guard a glare, but decides to obey for now. These people have helped him see that if he can gain their trust, work a bit with them, he can have you all to himself. He’ll have his own sector in this place, and eventually, to keep him calm and sated and work for them, you’ll be in that sector with him, nice and tied up and taken care of.

Oh to have you all splayed out and ready for him. His fingers could map every inch of your skin, play with your hair, kiss your neck…maybe your shoulder…oh down your chest- No. no he needed to stop those thoughts. He can't exactly go back and take care of himself if he gets too excited, though he’d love to bend you over and make a show for the guard. The only thing stopping him is the hate he has for anyone seeing you naked at all.

The guard taps his watch, and you nod, scooting closer to the table provided in the room. “So, tell me what's happening Elias. I miss our little daily walks” you say with a smile. Elias sighs happily, laying his head in his hand as he stares at your beautiful eyes. “Ah, in time. Tell me all about your day”. He stared at you like a lover would, which set you off a bit, but you decided this place might help him see that soon, so you let it slide.

The time is ticking by, Elias needs a break from everything, whats the harm in letting him relax and have some fun with a friend for a bit?

((PLEASE tell me how you feel about this one 😭-Mommabean))

#Elias my oc #my ocs #yandere asylum #yandere scenarios #yandere imagines #yandere male #mommabean #yandere smut #yandere lemons #jacaline bean

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unnerving-presence · 3 months

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So uh, I heard u got relationship headcanons for the knight *slides my love and appreciation towards u* pretty please uwu

i love tarhos i think he should be kissed on his silly little head

not the best and i love this guy but my writing brain so bad lately i’m sorry :[

not proofread

❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎❤︎

If you thought he was loyal toward his followers, you won’t believe how far he’d go for you. He would endlessly maim, torture and mutilate anyone who would dare touch a hair on your head. If you are loyal to him, he will repay that loyalty by tenfold.

Doesn’t mind if you like admiring him or his armor. He always liked standing out and would not complain if you complimented him or his armor. He sort of prefers the blood but won’t say anything if you decide to clean it off his armor. He appreciates the gesture, as it makes both him and his armor look that much more stunning.

Finds it slightly amusing if you worry over his wounds, bruises, and rashes across his body. He’s grown a tolerance to pain and while he does feel it, he tends to block that out for the most part. He understands why you would want to help him like you would want to help your fellow survivors but he often declines the offer and insists he is fine.

He is very open about the conversation of trials and how you should be treated. He lets you know that while he won’t treat you differently it will never mean that he or his guards hate you. He’s simply doing his job. For him, he knows you will come back and doesn’t have much of a problem sacrificing you. Though sometimes your screaming irks him a bit. He gets used to everybody else’s cries of pain, but never yours.

He always liked standing out, and he damn well will make sure he does to you. Oh, did you say something about his armor earlier? Well he just polished it, so compliment him again! You impressed by his size? You should be. He’s a damn giant compared to most killers. He’s not really subtle about wanting those aspects about him to be recognized.

Surprisingly a very passionate kisser. He’s likely never kissed anyone romantically in his life, so having the opportunity to learn and do so is a big thing for him. He has someone he cares for now. He can finally do all the things he’s secretly been wanting deep down and he won’t let it build up any longer. He’s no lovebird by any means but he’ll close to never pass up the chance to show you how much he loves you.

Quite passionate in everything he does, actually. He’ll possessively hold you close to him like a dragon protecting its treasures if you ever want to sleep on him. Again with the kissing, you can tell how badly he’s needed the feeling of someone’s lips on his. Even speaking to you about your value to him is full of every word in the book to describe you in a positive light. He uses all the horrible things he’s most known for and completely turns it around for you. He’s not the most vulnerable nor will he always be impressionable with his seemingly positive actions, but even the little ones have thought put into it, like he really wants to try for you. He’s never going to change his ways nor does he want to. But you won’t ever be treated like the other common scum in the realm. You aren’t like them, despite being in the same position as them. To him, you’re higher than that and you deserve to be treated as such.

#dbd x reader #dead by daylight x reader #the knight x reader #tarhos kovács x reader

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overwatchfics · 1 year

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D.VA, Ashe and Kiriko with a fem s/o who is insecure about her short height and small chest? 🐇 thank you!

Short Flat S/O - Kiriko, Ashe, and Dva

A/N: Why do I feel like I know you, show yourself.

CW: Suggestive, slightly nsfw

D.va

So I found out recently that Hana is actually 5'6... yeah.

Man, actually doesn't even tease which is surprising since she'll find other things to tease you about, but never your height and especially not your chest (she's really not one to say much in that department)

Suprise hugs you can bet on. She practically tackles you and nuzzles into the crook of your neck giggling.

She likes you being short it makes her feel powerful, and maybe a lil protective, but it's a good thing I swear!

If Hana is teaching you to shoot, it makes it easier for her, she'll steady you with her hands on your hips and correcting your stance.

she's part of the Korean army so stfu she's not just an UWU gamer girl.

will explode when she puts her fatigues blouse on you and seeing the sleeves droop.

Hana is pretty damn strong, best girl to go to concerts with bc she'll hoist you on her back or on her shoulders fr.

BIG SPOON HANA RIGHTS.

If you're openly insecure about your breasts, she is pulling off your shirt and leaving kisses on them. She loves and appreciates them.

she will not let you shame yourself in front of her.

Kiriko

Kiriko doesn't really have much there (regardless of what r34 artists like to draw)

Never going to judge you, she'll make jokes about sharing bras but that's as far as it goes.

Your height though. She's a damn menace.

OH IF SHE SEES YOU IN HER CLOTHES SHE WILL PAUSE AND SECONDS LATER YOUR ASS IN DINNER FR

NSFW IDEA SHE EATS YOU OUT SHE EATS YOU OUT WHILE YOU'RE IN HER HOODIE

Picking you up, wrapping her arms around you from behind and using your head as a rest for her chin.

Is the type of person to wake up in the morning and have you wrapped around her front with your arms and legs around Kiriko's torso.

She'll just casually be brushing her teeth with one hand and hold you by the behind with the other as you're still napping in the crook of her neck.

Lap sitting casually 100%

You are her body pillow she clings to you alot in her sleep

Will put stuff on high shelves simply so you ask her for help.

If she sees you trying, she'll grab you by the hips and lift you up.

For your breasts she'll licking and sucking on your nipples no questions. She will get a non toxic red marker and draw lil hearts on them.

Ashe

Has enough boobage for the two of you, but really doesn't care about boob size.

Height however, Ashe is surprisingly fair about.

If you really want to be taller, she'll take you out to get a stylized pair of cowhide leather boots.

Or have you sitting on top of Bob's shoulder.

Likes having you in her lap while she does office work

100% holds you against her and wraps your legs around herself and cradles you in her arms.

Smothers your face in kisses if you try to shame yourself.

If you try to hide your chest, she'll gently pry your wrists away and kiss and lick your breasts, maybe even traces on with her fingers.

I love all of you sugar, there's no need to hide

If you wear Ashe's stuff that motivates her to buy you a matching outfit with her.

Bob is also mildly interested in your tiny stature so his heart will be so warmed if you let him place his bowler vest and hat on you.

Please let bob do this, he deserves happiness.

A/N: my hand is finally healed so I can write now. Pumping these out holy crap.

#ashe x reader #ashe overwatch #elizabeth caledonia #d.va #d.va x reader #dva x reader #hana song #Kiriko #kiriko kamori #kiriko overwatch #kiriko x reader #kiriko

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mugeesworld · 1 year

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Hi there! I love your Zoro x chubby reader headcanons they made my day! As a thicc feminine person myself, I often get criticized for my body.

Could I please possibly get some headcanons of Zoro and what traits he would look for in a potential s/o, and what traits would make him fall head over heels for them/keep him. Thank you for your time. Keep rocking on!

Aww thank you so much! I'm so glad you like them!! The people that say stuff to you about being thicc are just jealous honesty. Plus size people are gorgeous🙏🙏🙏.

What Zoro looks for in a partner head cannons!

Zoro is a very laid back, go with the flow type person. He doesn't like loudness. Enjoys his quiet/nap time. So he would probably like a partner that is the same way!

I'm not just talking about someone that is very quiet and introverted but someone that is sorta ya know "chill". Not always jump off the walls. Knows how to use their inside voice. Someone that is layed back.

Now for personality. Like being bold or shy. I think he would like both!

I think he would like a bold person that's sorta cocky like him. Someone that is confident and speaks their mind. He would find confidence very attractive! He likes it if you know your worth. Cause dating someone sorta seemed boring to him. But having someone just as cocky as him would have it to where y'all can compete in random stuff. Always having silly little arguments. Sorta like him and sanji. Just minus the wanting to kill each other. He wants someone that can keep him on his feet.

But at the same time I think he would like someone that is shy. He finds it cute. Not like "small uwu bean" shy 💀😭. Like someone that gets flustered easy or stutters sometimes. He would like to tease you about it. But not so shy that they don't stand up for themselves. He would probably be annoyed by that.

He wouldn't admit it but he would like someone that would tease him or like bug him at times. Not to where it's like annoying. But just saying random stuff out of pocket. Or saying something like. "Oooooo your blushing" whenever you would give him a hug or something. Even though it makes him frustrated.

Body type? I honestly don't think he would care. To me zoro screams demi sexual. (Which means he has to become really close/ friends with someone before dating/getting sexual) he doesn't seem like the type of person to just walk by someone and think. "Damn they have a nice ass" I just can't picture it!

But that doesn't mean like flirting when y'all first meet is out of the question. He definitely has his limits.

But I do think zoro would be a ass/hip dips/waist guy. Like i think he would LOVE hip dips. Like resting his hands on them. It's just comforting and hot to him.

And another thing I think would just catch his eye and make himself drawn to you. Having chubby/soft cheeks. He would like to cup your face or just squish them. He just thinks it's cute.

Back to more personality wise. He would like someone that is a free spirit. Some that doesn't let stuff hold them back. Or doesn't get pulled down easily.

Another thing he probably wouldn't admit is he would like someone that is caring and will take care of him. Someone that cares about his health. Cause he works out a bunch. Sometimes pushing himself to hard and getting hella sore.

He would love for someone to like massage his muscles or fuss at him if he is working to hard.(he would act annoyed but he finds it cute that you care)

Someone to remind him to eat and shower or get enough sleep. Someone that will patch him up while fussing at him after a fight. Doing small acts like this makes him get butter flies.

Another thing I think he would look for is someone that stands out. Like how the way they dress. Or like their aura they put out. He is drawn to people that are different and special. He looks for stuff that makes them different from everyone else. Like a little quirk you might have. Just something!

It could be appearance wise too. Maybe something like freckles/a beauty mark/a scar on your face. Or a crooked nose. Or a cool hair style and tattoos. Or even a piercing! Just something special that others might consider odd!

He wouldn't like someone that is always scared or sad. Cause it makes him depressed. He wants to surround himself with people that are optimistic and out going. I'm not saying he wouldn't like you if you're depressed but he wouldn't let someone that is always negative!

It gets on his nerves hearing people constantly complain about stuff that can be fixed easily. It's ok sometimes but constantly is a big no no.

He would like someone that can handle his additude. Not someone that's gonna get overwhelmed cause he yelled or something. Cause that's just how he is. He's a smart ass that doesn't think before he talks. He needs some that can handle that. Someone that isn't very sensitive.

I hope you like this! This was sorta hard but it was fun!!! And remember that this is just what i think. I'm not zoro. I'm not Oda. So if you don't fit in to what I said that doesn't me he wouldn't like you!! Cause at the end of the day my opinion doesn't matter!!! Have a good day and thank you for requesting!!! ♥︎♥︎♥︎

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4townie · 3 months

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Road to 4☆TOWN

part 21 | part 22 | part 23

Marcel started giving his dad grabby hands.

“What?” Jesse looked at him in curiosity. “What is it?”

Marcel’s only answer was more grabby hands.

“Wait a second, you’re not going for my hair again, are you?” Jesse asked nervously.

Marcel shook his head and continued. Jesse gave in and leaned towards him, and Marcel grabbed his face and kissed him.

Jesse paused, his entire face now flushed. “EEEEEEEEEE!”

Selina opened the bathroom door. “Is everything alright in here, babe?”

“HE KISSED ME!” Jesse said with an extremely giddy grin.

“Hasn’t he done that before?” Selina smiled a bit.

“Well, yeah, but it was so cute!” Jesse squealed in an octave way above his normal voice. “Can Daddy have another kiss?”

Marcel obliged.

“OH MY GOD I THINK I’M GONNA DIE!”

“Marcel, quit being so cute. You’re going to give Daddy a heart attack.” Selina chuckled. She turned when she heard a knock on the door. “I’ll get that. You get him dry.”

“If it’s your brother, just shout the code word and I won’t come out.” Jesse said as he grabbed Marcel’s dinosaur towel. “I can’t handle scary older brother glares today.”

Selina giggled. “Don’t worry, babe. I’ve got your back.” She said before heading to the front door. She opened it and frowned. “You.”

“Hey, Lina.” Robaire waved awkwardly. “Long time no see.”

“I thought your new girl had you on a leash.” Selina crossed her arms. “Did you escape through the doggy door?”

Robaire hesitated. “I wanna say you’re being dramatic, but I did literally sneak out before she woke up this morning.”

“You also haven’t called me in weeks even though last time we spoke, you said you’d call me tomorrow.” Selina shot daggers at him. “Well, that was a lot of yesterdays ago, mister.”

Robaire hesitated nervously. “Jesse, please help!”

Jesse came out of the bathroom with Marcel (who had the cutest little towel hood uwu) and stood behind Selina. “Okay so helping you out would honor the bro code, but if I side with her, she’ll let me actually sleep in her bed tonight. And yes, it’s her bed, not our bed.”

“Oh c’mon.” Robaire groaned. “I came over today, didn’t I? Isn’t that enough?”

All three of them stared back at him, expressionless.

“Yeah, I’m gonna finish up with Squishy and probably put on a dry shirt. You two can sort this out on your own” Jesse removed himself from the situation. “Although I do suggest letting him in. The draft he’s bringing in is giving the baby goosebumps.”

“How am I letting in the draft?!” Robaire yelled.

“Oh so now all this is my fault?” Selina raised an eyebrow. “Good to know.” She tried shutting the door in his face.

“Wait, wait, wait.” Robaire pushed the door back and stepped inside. “Listen, I’m sorry I haven’t been around lately, but I’m really dedicated to Janelle right now. She gets a little jealous when I hang out with other people and I don’t wanna mess this up.”

“That sounds…odd.” Selina furrowed her brow. “Maybe she needs to be a little more secure and trust the relationship.”

“Well, it’s not her fault.” Robaire assured her. “Her last boyfriend used to lie and say he was going out with his guy friends, but he was really sleeping with a bunch of other girls behind her back. He really broke her heart.”

Selina sighed. “I think it’s sweet that you want to help her heal, but that’s her problem. She can’t seriously just expect you to cut off all contact with your friends as if she’s the only person in your life.”

“But I like to make her feel that way.” Robaire shrugged it off with a smile. “That’s why I made her coffee and breakfast before snuck out. I didn’t want her to think I was just running away.”

“Yeah but you—” Selina paused. “Oh honey…you can’t cook. Are you sure you didn’t accidentally poison her?”

Robaire was quiet for a moment. “Okay, well I didn’t actually make her breakfast, I ordered it from the diner around the corner, but that’ll be good enough, right?” He nodded.

“Aww, Baby Bear.” Selina looked him up and down. “It was nice knowing you.”

Robaire stared at her. “W-What?”

#4town headcanons #4town fanfic #4town jesse #4town robaire #4town z #4town aaron t #4town taeyoung #turning red #turning red 4town #4town #4townie

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amypihcs · 8 months

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Hello my friends! Today's Wake Watson Up day! Our dear doctor might be a bit grumpy!

Well, i'd be grumpy too if my partner woke me up at ass o'clock in a freezing morning. Holmes, i hope you kissed him good morning at the very least.

Poor Watson, cold, knocked out of bed early, no breakfast, even! Holmes, treat your darling a bit better, please!

Oh, apparently the note is from Hopkins calling them for a case! Here's why Holmes is happy and excited

AND STILL SHOULD STOP INSULTING WATSON'S WRITING. Good man Watson replying that way. Oh well, during the beeretirement WATSON will have occasion to criticize HOLMES' writing instead uwu. But back to their case, it's not a moment for bickering, now.

murder.

Uuuh! And an IMPORTANT one! And now that he warmed up with deducing the way Watson shaved with his eyes closed and being an ass to our good doctor, Holmes starts the deductions. Watson would just like to catch some sleep in the train. Can't fault him, toh.

Oh here's Hopkins! Nuu, no more care? You deny Holmes cases? No more case for Holmes? Oh! OH! Ja- No wait. Let's see anyway.

Watson...

this is right on the bistinguished path. Also ouchie, poor girl.

Abused i see. Holmes sees too but lets the topic drop. Not the time, but his spidey senses are tingling.

Holmes, muttering: don't you say Watson is stomping on his foot.

Poor girl again. She's so right. Also thanks acd for having denounced the way it was impossible or very difficult at the time for women to obtain a divorce in England.

Well, yeah, accounts of the mess follows and then a quick question to Theresa, the maid

WHOOOO has balls of steel. And tells our boys to be off. Well, to the dining room.

Poor Holmes. He wanted a nice CASE.

OOOH but he's interested! Well, for starters there's Pavarotti (thank @mostvaliantandmostpround for this) a body on the floor

Ouchie. Well, we can agree he's dead-dead.

And much better like this. An abuser. Great. Holmes' senses were right to tingle.

And Holmes isn't swallowing the burglars explanation.

weeeeird. Did they know someone?

MORE weird. Took few things. And seems UNLIKELY. And ooh? Three glasses? HALLOA!

He's INTERESTED. Very interested. Watson stop staring at him in that way, please, those are the original heart eyes™.

And a little deduction to raise the morning's morale, just to say!

But he's still Sad about the lack of interesting case for now... Poor Holmes, well, Hopkins is a nice man and knows how to do his job! Why shouldn't Holmes give him credit?

And now sorry... Watson has something to do

Like a detective to convince it's time for lunch (sent the letter around midday). He'll tell the rest of the story in another letter.

#letters from watson #watson now is busy kissing holmes #sherlock holmes #john watson #dr watson #abbey grange #nice story #also holmes being good toward abuse victims again #acd johnlock

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heyheydidjaknow · 1 year

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Hii I hope you day/night is going lovely and that your doing great. Also can I request something please like what if misa made L go out with them and the drink a little bit and we have to watch him for the rest of the night? I’ve been looking for someone who writes L not like a uwu fem boy but actually keeps his cannon characteristics and you do that <<<<333

Thank you for the request. I am just getting over a nonspecific illness. Not sure about the ending but hopefully this was something similar to what you were looking for.

“But, see,” he droned on, head laid upon the table, “the whole thing— the whole communist regime, I mean— it all deconstructed in regards to the actual soul of the movement with the death of Lenin.”

There were things that friends did not do to one another. Friends did not leave friends’ drinks unattended. Friends did not sleep with other friends’ partners or ex partners. Friends did not let friends be left with dangerous men. You were surprised to learn that there was, in fact, another thing to add to the list: friends do not leave friends with history professors.

Your “friend”, Misa Amane, had called you at one in the morning to babysit a guy. You did not know how she knew said guy. You had never met him, never heard of him. The name Ryuzaki was only vaguely familiar, a name you may have heard once in passing. But you came, because she was your friend, and friends do help friends get laid (though by your best estimation her boyfriend was about as interested in making love to her as you were in the inner workings of the Bolshevik party), only to be given a hotel room number and address, a charming smile, and a big fuck you to your sleep schedule. While you were thankful you had not been left with a dangerous drunk man, you were starting to question whether that would have been preferable to— you checked your phone— two hours worth of a lecture on a topic of which you had no knowledge.

“—but the only reason that happened—“

“I’m terribly sorry to interrupt,” you smiled, voice betraying your obvious exhaustion, “but what does any of this have to do with where you’re from?”

He blinked. “Pardon?”

“I asked you about your accent.” You opened your phone again, absently rereading a past message. “All I asked was where you were from.”

“Oh.” He sat up, taking another sip out of an extraordinarily bright cocktail through an equally colorful straw. “Europe.”

“Which part?”

He shrugged. “If you threw a dart at a map of Europe you’d know. Did the whole circuit.”

You considered ordering a drink. You reminded yourself that you were the designated driver. “What circuit?”

“It’s not an official circuit.” He took another sip. “But I have lived all across the continent. Well,” he amended, “not lived, but I’ve been.”

You nodded. “You’re not Japanese, then.”

“Not legally, no.” He furrowed his brow. “Have I been talking strangely for long?”

“Since I got here.”

He nodded slowly. “And where has Amane gone?”

“Oh, somewhere.” You gestured vaguely towards the door. “Trying to seduce her boyfriend again.”

He snorted.

“Exactly.” You crossed your arms. “You’ve met him, I take it.”

He smiled. “I have.”

“Thoughts?”

He considered it. “He is a very intelligent, ambitious man who understands how to utilize his assets.” He stirred his drink, precariously perched on his bar stool. “However, to say that he is disinterested in anything beyond his narrow scope of interest would be an understatement.”

“Tell me about it.” You let your head fall onto the counter. “He’s so pretentious; I’m not really sure what Misa sees in him.”

“Have you known her for long?”

“Since high school.”

He looked down at you, clouded eyes slowly clearing and sharpening to a fine point. His words were still slow and sloppily spoken with that same odd tone, but it was becoming clear, even now, that this was all to do with the alcohol. “Do you remember when she met Yagami?”

You shifted away from him, slightly intimidated. “I don’t.” You sat back up, going back to fiddling with your phone to avoid looking at him. “I know that she started talking about him in late May or early June but I don’t know when exactly.” You started typing an SOS to another friend. “I bet she met him earlier than that, though.”

“What makes you say that?”

You paused. “I mean,” you sighed, “I’d never heard her talk about moving to Tokyo before mid March.” You shrugged. “And I guess I get it– with what happened to her folks it makes sense to want to move away– but she didn’t even start talking about it until two weeks before she left, and then she just met a highschooler? She just met Light ‘Golden Boy’ Yagami? It’s so weird!”

He nodded slowly, still stirring the drink. “That certainly is an unlikely coincidence.”

‘It is!” You closed the phone. “And, like, I get that she’s not that much older than him, but who just meets a high schooler?” You rested your hands between your legs. “So I bet she met him online or whatever, convinced herself that she was in love with him, and jumped on it.”

“That would make sense.”

“It would.” You looked around the bar, leaning back to read the time on the wall. “Do I need to get you home?”

“It probably wouldn’t be a bad idea.” He climbed off his stool with an unusual amount of grace only to eat shit as soon as he tried to stand.

You had to practically carry him out of the bar, his arms wrapped tightly around you to keep himself steady as the two of you made your way to the train. Fortunately, where he was staying was not unreasonably far from the station. Unfortunately, he was surprisingly heavy; you almost toppled over with him on numerous occasions. As the two of you stood on the train, closer than you would like, he leaned his head against your shoulder, keeping quiet despite the fact you two were the only ones in the car. “May I use your phone?”

You obliged. “What for?”

“Calling myself a ride.” After a bit of fiddling, he handed it back to you. “He should be at the station by the time we arrive.”

You rolled your eyes. “If you could get someone to pick you up, why’d we take the train?”

“Because.” He sighed, closing his eyes and relaxing into you. “Forgot.”

You looked up at the ceiling, wishing death upon Misa and/or the drunk man hanging off of you.

Sure enough, a car– an expensive looking one at that– was waiting for him. With a wave and a stumble, he fell into it, calling a “merci beaucoup” to you as he drove away.

You got back on the train. You made it home. Your location was logged, and as you fell asleep that night, thoroughly exhausted, your messages and calls were scanned, analyzed, and filed away for future reference. These messages would help L Lawliet establish a timeline within which Misa Amane would have been able to find and use a Death Note. They would never make it into a courtroom.

#l death note #l lawliet #death note #lawliet X reader #l X reader #death note X reader

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jalapenokpoppers · 2 years

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How Trainee A would cuddle.

Flufffffff.

Warnings: References of sleeping together, including the maknaes, but it’s all fluff cause they’re babies.

Gn!reader x ot7 Trainee A.

1k< Words.

A/N if any of the name translations are wrong, please tell me and I will fix it. This is my first time writing for Trainee A, so their personalities might not line up very well.

Yorch | 요치

•Yorch seems like such a cuddly boy.

•But a tsundere cuddly boy.

•Acts like he doesn’t really like it, but is always pulling you in for more.

•Talks really quietly about his day.

•Loves. To have you on his lap facing him so he can hold your face in his hands, and just talk with you.

•Lil forehead and jaw kisses in between.

•If his hands aren’t cupping your face, they’re gently massaging your back.

•Loves being the big spoon, and the little spoon equally.

•When you’re sleeping he loves facing you, and having the whole ‘legs tangled together’ stuff.

•When you’re around the other boys, the most he’ll do is wrap an arm around your shoulder, and pull you into his side.

•Kisses your temple when they’re not looking.

Leo | 리오

•Really quiet.

•Just pulls you to his chest, and tucks you under his chin.

•Sorry, you’re not breathing anytime soon. He’s not letting go.

•Just wants soft, intimate, quiet time.

•Might turn on some soft music though.

•Will lay on your tummy.

•The type of boyfriend who will rub your feet if you put your legs in his lap uwu.

•Loves to share blankets.

•Prefers being the big spoon, but doesn’t mind being the little spoon every once in a while.

•Prefers spooning you while sleeping.

•He likes the smell of your hair.

•Literally does not care if the boys are around.

•If he wants cuddles, he’ll cuddle.

•As long as you’re comfortable of course.

Sangwon | 상원

•Super gentle.

•In his eyes you’re a fragile baby that must be protected at all costs.

•That sums up his cuddles pretty well.

•Likes running his fingers through your hair.

•Loves sliding his hands up your shirt to rest just below your ribs, solely because he loves being close to you, and you warm his cold hands.

•Loves kisses while cuddling.

•Forehead, cheek, lips, nose, jaw, eyelids, wherever he can reach, he’s gonna leave a lil kiss there.

•Big spoon. Needs to protect you.

•Plus lil kisses at your nape of course.

•Needs to have you in his arms while sleeping.

•He’s either spooning you, or he has you laying on his chest.

•Is really shy around the boys but craves cuddles 24/7, so he’s torn.

•Might settle for holding your hand, or sitting much closer to you then he needs to.

Woochan | 우찬

•Adores cuddles, but is really shy about initiating them at first.

•Just kind of. Scoots close, or puts his arm around you hoping you’ll take it further.

•Once you do though, boy just melts.

•Softest warmest cuddles.

•After a while he warms up to you, and now. Well. You have a clingy Woochan.

•Loves to come up to you, and just give you a backhug.

•Puts his head in your lap, and puts your hand on his head asking for head rubs.

•Falls asleep like that almost instantly.

•Little spoon, but he doesn’t mind being the big spoon either.

•Doesn’t like cuddling too much at night though, he gets too hot.

•Will hold your hand, or tangle your legs together though.

•Little touches around the boys, but is surprisingly pretty limited to his affection with you around them.

James | 제임스

•Almost always falls asleep.

•Like. He’s so warm and comfy in your arms he can’t help it.

•Also loves sharing blankets.

•Whispers sweet nothings into your ear in whatever language pops into his head first.

•Mostly in a language you don’t know, because he doesn’t want to act like a simp for you.

•He definitely is.

•Then he immediately passes out.

•Probably drools on you, but that’s ok.

•Loves to sit in your lap, his legs wrapped around your waist, and his nose buried in your neck.

•Absolute little spoon.

•Just loves the feeling of your face pressed into his back or neck, and your hands holding his, or playing with the hem of his shirt.

•Acts like he doesn’t care about the boys, but actually gets really shy.

•Like. He’ll cuddle you at full force, but his ears are the brightest red.

JJ | 제이제이

•Literally the biggest simp.

•Just smiles so much.

•Loves when you curl up to him.

•It makes him feel all mature and grown up.

•But also makes his tummy go whee, and it makes him all flustered.

•Doesn’t like facing you, but only because he doesn’t want you to see him weak in the knees over you.

•Likes to snuggle his face in your hair.

•He’s definitely playing with your fingers.

•Buys cologne because he wants to smell good for you.

•Isn’t too fond of cuddling at first, but it quickly grows on him.

•Perfect mix of big spoon and little spoon.

•He’ll go with whatever you prefer.

•Please play with his hair while you’re sleeping.

•He loves it so much, he’ll lean his head into your hand and let out a little sigh.

•Will play with your hands around the boys, but gets too nervous for anything else.

•Wants to be cuddly around the boys to show he’s all grown up, but he gets too nervous.

Jihoon | 지훈

•Literally the best at cuddles?

•Has a weird natural talent for it.

•Just pulls you so close it feels seamless, but isn’t suffocating.

•Really shy though.

•Please encourage this baby and tell him his cuddles are amazing.

•Talks a lot, but it’s just because he’s nervous.

•He’s so scared you’ll hear his heart going bRrRRrr.

•But holds you so so close anyway.

•I’m going to say little spoon right now, but it might change as he gets older.

•Doesn’t care if he’s absolutely sweating, he’s going to have you wrapped up in his arms all night.

•Whines when you try to get up.

•Around the boys? Sorry he doesn’t know you.

•Don’t take it personally, he just doesn’t want either of you to get teased.

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ice-cream-writes-stuff · 9 months

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☆There's No Place Like Home☆

《You are new to this... Neighborhood? Where the hell are you?》

Episode 3: Drive And Lullabies

[Pilot] [1] [2]

《Warnings: the subject matter this site has are potentially disturbing. DEAD DOVE DO NOT EAT. Welcome Home was created by Clown @/ partycoffin 》

Once your guests had left, you watched from beyond the windows of your supposed "home." The puppets tiredly wave at one another goodbye, completely ignoring your car on the sidewalk as they head to their separate homes.

Huh... Maybe they were too tired to notice?

Taking out your keys, you stare at them unsurely. Looking back through the window and outside surroundings.

Houses of different colors and shapes surround a certain house in the middle of this "neighborhood." It was a bright, warm red shade and rainbow colored trees sticking behind it.

"That's not a normal color.." You mumble, getting closer to the window. Watching Wally, the supposed owner of the house, walks up the steps.

The door of the house flies open as its window shutters towards your direction. Loud squeaks and bangs once it looked back at Wally. No longer where there curtains that once covered, windows, no...

It was the creatures eyelids.

The glass windows now showcasing big, black pupils. It was unsightly.

Wally looks back at your home. But now more specifically, your frozen form by your own window.

He smiles, waving his hand at you in goodbye as he walks inside his "home".

You lower your body to the ground. Cradling your head, muttering and mumbling in terror as your hands shake.

The jingles of your keys clashing with one another wake up from your madness.

"I.. I can.. leave.." You breathe out, legs wobbly and body wanting to collapse from all the terror.

"I.. I can leave.. Just get to the car.. And GO." You rationalized finding your footing as you turn the doorknob of the house. Cautiously walking to your car as you ignore the 'living house'.

Unlocking your door, you throw it up and start the car-

[OUT OF GAS]

"No.. No.. NO NO NO!" You bang your fists on the dashboard in anger. Baring your teeth like a animal as you scream and cry.

Banging your head on the stirring wheel stupidly as you croak out a fragile wail in pain.

Slumping against the car window after your.. Fit. You see the many colored houses lined up in front of you, causing you to close your eyes and steady your breathing.

"I can figure it out... I only have to try..."

You mutter tiredly, turning away from your "neighbors" homes and looking at the one you supposedly "moved-in".

You close your eyes, clutching your keys and lowering your seat.

"Please... Let this be some fucked up dream."

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bratshaws · 6 months

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through the hourglass 280. brb x oc

THIS FIC IS 18+ MINORS PLS DON'T INTERACT!!!

a/n: EHEHEHEHEH (comments and reblogs are super welcome and encouraged!)

pairing: plus size!oc x rooster

warnings: oh honey, so many. rooster is a warning on itself. smut, birthday s3x, those things uwu

goodness gracious (pls read this one to know more what this fic is about!!)

chapter

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The party was a success for both of them. Nicole got so many gifts they didn’t know where to put them, her nursery’s space was already limited so they decided to keep in the guest room for the time being.

Beatrice placed everything in there while Rooster’s gifts were in their bedroom. Again, it was very few and simple things; he never really liked extravagant gifts, just thoughtful ones.

The party had continued well into the evening, with friends and family sharing stories, laughter, and good food. Rooster's friends from the Navy, had shared heartfelt toasts and well wishes.Pete had even made a touching speech, trying so hard not to cry. It was a moment that brought tears to many eyes and a sense of pride to Beatrice.

But now that the night is done with, Beatrice could feel her nerves prickling a bit. Her mother was talking to her, about how long they’d keep Nicole and the dogs, and Rooster - who was helping her clean what was left of the party- looked up. “...Nikki is staying with your parents?”

“Yeah,” she says, trying to appear as casual as she could, “And they are taking the dogs for a weekend retreat if you…can say that.”

Her husband blinked, then furrowed his brows, ‘Oh…alright.” he mutters, “Well…as long it doesn’t bother your parents or Leo.”

“Oh please,Bradley,” Claudia waves her hand, holding a very sleepy Nicole to her chest, “It’ll be fun, Bianca and Éowyn are staying there too, so Nicole won’t be alone…but I do feel she’ll end up sleeping more than playing.”

Beatrice smiled at her mother, appreciative of the support. "Thank you, Mom. It's just for a weekend, and it'll give us some time to prepare and spend time together before Rooster's deployment."

Claudia nodded, her gaze very knowing. "Of course, dear. I know how important these moments are for both of you. Nicole will be in good hands." she smiles more, “Well, if you two need anything, you can always call us,right?”

“Yes.”

“Okay, then,I’ll go home with dad and the dogs.” the said dogs were already in Rafael’s car, seated patiently waiting for them, “And…well, you two enjoy the weekend,yes?” Claudia kisses Beatrice’s cheeks, then Bradley’s, waving a sleepy Nicole’s arm towards them, “Bye,bye.”

As Claudia, Rafael, and the dogs departed for their weekend retreat with Nicole in tow, Beatrice couldn't help but feel a mix of emotions. She knew that this was an opportunity to spend some quality time alone with Rooster before his deployment.

Rooster stood beside her, his arm wrapped around her waist as they watched their family leave. He gave her a little squeeze, his expression filled with love a. "You okay, Bea?"

Beatrice leaned into his embrace, taking comfort in his warmth. "Yeah, Roos. I’m fine…Nikki is going to be okay too,even if…I’ll miss her and the dogs.”

"I know, baby. I'm going to miss her too.” he hums “But this time together is precious, and we'll make the most of it."

Beatrice turned to look at him, biting her lower lip. "You're right, Roos. We have the weekend, and we'll cherish every moment of it."

“Will we?”

“Mhm.”

He purses his lips, squinting his eyes just enough to make sure she knows he’s suspicious and intrigued, “...alright.” he licks his lips, sucking air through his teeth then rubbing his thumb against her knuckles, “...you planned this,right? Us spending the weekend here alone?” she shrugs innocently at him, “You are full of surprises.”

“I do try.” she smiles, then cups his face to kiss his lips repeatedly, “Can you…stay in the couch for a little bit, then you come up?”

Rooster chuckled ,propping his hands on his hips as he followed her hips as she walks up the steps. "You're up to something, aren't you, Bea?"

Beatrice feigned innocence, her eyes wide and her lips curving into a mischievous smile. "Who, me? Up to something? I have no idea what you're talking about."

He couldn't help but laugh at her antics, shaking his head. "Alright, I'll play along. I'll stay on the couch for a little bit.But I expect you to fill me in on this surprise later."

She kissed him back, her lips soft and warm against his. "I promise, Roos. You won't be disappointed."

With that, Rooster made his way to the living room, settling down on the couch. Beatrice watched him for a moment, a playful glint in her eye. She had something special planned for their weekend together, and she couldn't wait to see his reaction.

It took some time to get it done, but she managed it.

As Beatrice headed upstairs to prepare for their evening together, she couldn't help but feel a rush of excitement. It was a rare opportunity for them to have time alone, and she wanted to make it unforgettable.

Rooster waited on the couch, his anticipation growing. The living room was bathed in a cozy glow, even if it was already night time the remnants of the day's celebrations lingering in the air.

He taps his hands on the back of the couch, then crosses his legs by the ankles and relaxing on his seat. He could hear her feet moving back and forth in their bedroom and he smiles, rubbing his fingers together out of habit.

When he hears her feet again, he looks back just in time to see something plop down the staircase. He frowns, craning his neck in hopes he could see it better, but it was dark enough that the only thing he knew was that it looked like some type of cloth? “Bea?”

‘Put it on before you come into the room!” she replies, “After you walk up the stairs!”

Rooster raised an eyebrow, intrigued by the request but pushing himself to his feet, the wooden floors underneath him squeaked because of his weight. He tilts his head once he’s close enough, leaning down to grab it and chuckling softly once he notices what it was ,”...a blindfold.” he tries to see through it once he opens it, but to no avail, “Damn this thing…is thick.”

"That's the idea, Roos. Now, blindfold yourself once you reach the door, and I'll guide you to our surprise."

Rooster chuckled, feeling his heart race with anticipation. He held the blindfold to his side, walking up the stairs and trying to figure out if he could hear anything else.

No music.

Just the sound of their house during night time.

He hums,trying to bite back his smile as he approaches the bedroom door. He tries the handle but it’s locked, “...what are you planning,Bea?”

“Is the blindfold on?”

He huffs out a laugh, then secured the blindfold in place, ensuring that he couldn't see anything. Rooster's other senses seemed to sharpen once he was in the dark and the sounds around him got louder almost. He could hear the soft rustle of fabric as Beatrice moved, and he could detect the faint scent of something sweet in the air.

"Alright," Beatrice said, her voice soft yet filled with excitement. "Now, I’m going to unlock the door.”

Rooster nodded, even though he knew she couldn't see his response. It was a peculiar feeling, to be blindfolded in his own home, trusting his wife to lead him to a surprise.

Beatrice unlocked the bedroom door and slowly opened it. Her heart raced with excitement as she approached her husband, who stood blindfolded just outside the bedroom his smirk widening when he heard the door creak.

"Alright, Roos," she said, her voice soft and reassuring. "I'm going to take your hand, and you'll follow me into the room. Trust me, you're going to love this."

Rooster nodded, his trust in Beatrice unwavering. His other senses were heightened by the blindfold, and he could feel her presence as she took his hand. Her touch was warm and gentle, guiding him into the room.

Also…was that lace touching his wrist?

Step by step, Beatrice led Rooster further into their bedroom. She had dimmed the lights, creating a soft and romantic atmosphere. The air was scented with the subtle fragrance of candles, adding to the ambiance. Lavender,obviously.

As they moved forward, Rooster could sense that something soft and comfortable was under his feet. "What's this, Bea?" he asked, curiosity tingling in his voice.

"It's a surprise," Beatrice replied with a playful smile. "You'll find out soon. Just a few more steps."

Rooster continued to trust her guidance, even though his curiosity was piqued. He knew that Beatrice had put thought and care into this surprise, and he was very excited in figuring out what it was.

As Beatrice led Rooster to the center of the room, she released his hand and stepped back. "Okay, Roos. You can take off the blindfold now."

Rooster carefully removed the blindfold, blinking as his eyes adjusted to the soft lighting in the room. When his vision cleared, he found himself standing on a luxurious, oversized, and incredibly soft bed, adorned with silky sheets and plush pillows. The entire bed was decorated with rose petals.

The room was filled with the warm glow of -fake -candlelight, casting a soft, flickering light on the walls and ceiling. The air was infused with the sweet scent of lavender from the candles.

Rooster's gaze moved around the room, taking in every detail of the romantic setup that Beatrice had prepared. He noticed a bottle of champagne chilling in an ice bucket on a nearby table, alongside two crystal flutes.

Beatrice watched Rooster's reaction, her heart filled with joy as she saw the surprise and appreciation in his eyes. "Happy birthday, Roos," she said, her voice filled with warmth. "I wanted to create a special and romantic evening for us. A moment for just the two of us."

“...did I just accidentally enter a hotel room?” but he loved it, he was so busy looking around that he hadn’t noticed what she was wearing yet. "Bea, you're incredible," he whispered, "This is beyond anything I could have imagined. How did you even do this?"

“Well…I have my ways.” she smiles, then clears her throat, “You can um…look at me now,Roos.”

Rooster turned his gaze back to Beatrice, and his breath caught in his throat as he finally took in her appearance.

She stood before him, radiant in a lingerie set that was a beautiful shade of lilac, fitting her like a second skin. It was elegant and designed to enhance her curves, the bra’s neckline slightly plunging and accentuating her collarbone. The intricate lace detailing and subtle beading added a touch of glamour to the attire.

Her long, brown hair flowed down in soft waves, kissed by the candlelight. It cascaded over her shoulders and down her back, framing her beautiful face. A pair of silver, teardrop-shaped earrings dangled from her ears, glinting in the light.

Rooster stood there, speechless, for a few seconds, then he let out a quiet: "Holy shit.”

A flush of warmth colored Beatrice's cheeks as she held her husband's gaze. She could see the appreciation and longing in his eyes, making her feel even more beautiful and desired. "Thank you, Roos," she said, her voice soft and filled with love. "I wanted this evening to be as special for you as you make every day of my life."

Rooster approached Beatrice, his gaze never leaving her. He reached out and took her hand, a small smile gracing his lips. "Every day with you is special, Bea. You light up my life in ways I can't even express." His fingers brushed against hers, his touch sending a shiver of electricity through her. “...gorgeous you look so beautiful.”

“Well I–”

“Is this…the surprise?”

“Part of it,yeah.” she shrugs, and the movement makes her breasts squish together because of the bra. Rooster’s gaze snaps to it but Beatrice doesn’t care, “The other part is…well…can you blindfold yourself again?”

He is so busy following the lines of delicate lace and fabric on her body that she needs to gently touch his arm for him to actually move. “Ah,right, blindfold.” he is still staring, “Why…why do I need to be blindfolded?”

“It’s part of the surprise.” she smiles, “Please?’

That face of hers is his ruin and he just clenches his jaw trying to hold back the pained groan that almost left his throat, but he nods. He lifts the blindfold to his eyes, but pauses, “Should I remove my clothes first?” he is just wearing one of his Hawaiian shirts, the white tee, and his jorts, it wasn’t like he was wearing his flight suit but he still had to ask.

Beatrice smiles, shaking her head - the movement making her hair flutter on her shoulders and over her eyes, “No, don’t worry,I’ll handle it.” and he shuddered over those words. His pupils were blown so wide but he plopped down on the edge of the bed, breathing in and out slowly as he brought the blindfold to his eyes.

The second he wraps it on his head, he can hear everything at once all over again. It’s an explosion to his senses but it’s so very exhilarating to be part of something like this.

He pays attention to Beatrice, in fact he cannot…hear Beatrice. He furrows his brows behind the blindfold, lips parting to call her name but he stops when he feels his shirt rolls down his arms and onto the bed, her soft,minty breathing is touching the back of his neck, “It’s okay Roos.” she whispers in his ear and he shivers.

Rooster’s mouth is still parted, but now for very different reason. It was like his body was on fire which wasn’t that different from what they normally did. “Now,Roos.” her hands slide under his shirt and his back arches because they are a bit cold and slippery, like she rubbed something on them, “I’m going to tell you what’s going to happen this weekend. There’s only me and you here, we’ll be alone until four in the afternoon tomorrow.”

Fuck he loved when her voice got breathy like that.

He nods, signaling that he was listening to her, “I…will let you decide if you want to keep the blindfold on and let me handle things or…if you want me to have it on and then you can do whatever you want.” his pants felt tighter, his member jumped inside his briefs, “Whatever you’d like…it’s your birthday after all.”

His chest moves slowly as he breathes in and out, tongue peeking out to lick his lips, ‘...can I…have both?”

“Well–”

“But we’ll do by parts?” she stops her hands and he can see the tilt of her head when he suggests that even if his eyes were covered, “We’ll start tonight with me wearing it and then…we’ll do it with you tomorrow.” he licks his lips again, ‘As long as you let me take my clothes off,I’m melting here, Bea.”

Beatrice stares at him, cheeks flaming and eyes going wide but again,should she be so surprised with her husband? After all this time, “Well…I can do that.” she barely has time to finish her sentence when Rooster stands up, back still turned to her, and pulls out his shirt and jorts, leaving him only with his underwear on.

He is back down in an instant and Beatrice has to say she loves how the light from the fake candles his every contour and muscle on his body, how she could see the tiny scars and freckles on his skin like this…like little stars on a bronze colored sky. “Okay…” he sighs, “What now?”

“Now,” and she pushes him on the bed, giving him time to get comfortable, leaning down to kiss around his mouth and his cheeks instead of his lips, “I can pamper you how you deserve to be pampered.”

“Fuck.”

“Hmhm, you bet,handsome.” she giggles, running her hand through the dark brown tresses and chewing her lower lip, thinking what she’d like to do first, “Let’s see…” and she runs her finger over his length that’s straining against the black fabric of his briefs, she hears the sharp intake of breath and smiles wider, “I know how to begin.”

“Y-Yeah?”

“Mhm.” she leans down once more, he feels the tips of her hair touching his chest and her lips soon followed, pressing open mouthed kisses to his skin, nails dragging on his sides and he just grunts out,happily, when her mouth reaches his navel.

Her lips were soft, just like the rest of her, and he can feel them nibble down on the elastic of his underwear, slowly dragging it down,slowly exposing more of him to the night air. He gasps out in relief when his cock springs out, one of his hands coming up to brush his fingers through her hair, “Fuck…gorgeous.” she giggles back at him and he can feel she’s adjusting herself.

He’s half expecting her to put him in her mouth, but she doesn’t, at least not yet. What he does feel however, is her hand gently caressing him from the base to tip in a twist motion that honestly if he wasn’t already seeing only darkness, he’d possibly black out. Something about having the vision gone made this ordeal so much more pleasurable than he expected.

She goes down then up, giving the flushed head enough love before repeating the motions, all the while Rooster is squirming and clenching his hands on the sheets. The one closer to her face just tries to find her lips, thumb touching the soft flesh and she parts her mouth so he can plop his finger in. “Fuuuckkk…” his legs were tensing up and he has to adjust his body so he doesn’t orgasm right then and there.

It’d be a bit embarrassing,right on his birthday?

She hums happily around his finger, letting him pop it down and rest on the side of her mouth as she speeds her movements, the gentle squelching of the precum sticking to her hands and his member was louder than he expected, “Bea…” he calls,still touching her face and feeling how her cheek flexed with a smile when he whispered that out. “Are you going to suck me off,baby?”

“Hmmm…maybe.” she says, “Would you like me to?”

“You know I do.” he says, but her hand continues the motion, speeding, then slowing down, but keeping the twisting movement until he’s almost hallucinating behind the blindfold. He’s already covered in sweat and it’s been minutes. “G-Gorgeous, fuck.”

Beatrice bites her lower lip, flicking her hair to the side and dragging his hand down to her chest where he can feel the gentle,delicate lace touching his calloused palm, “Okay.” and she disappears from his hold. He blinks behind the fabric, trying to figure out where she was now.

He could hear the bed squeaking and he could feel her parting his legs for a little bit, then he cranes his neck back with a deep groan escaping his mouth because she pushes her breasts down and around his member.

She hasn’t removed the bra, so she’s tight just enough and by God that does feel incredible. He can’t see, but the feeling of her skin around him is just so incredible all he can do is groan and moan in pure raw pleasure.

He moves his hips and his legs hit the bottom of her breasts, which then adds to the pressure around him. Rooster is already loving this and it’s only part one of the surprise? Oh he’s in heaven. He could die right now and be happy. He calls her name quietly only for it to be distorted when he feels her lips wrap around his head every time he pushes up.

It’s gentle, just her lips going ‘pop’ ‘pop’ every time he moves up, sucking enough to make him feel the pressure around the flushed head. Rooster is losing his mind, his mouth is parted, his body is covered with sweat and he cannot see her face.

But somehow, imagining what she looked like was even better than he thought. He’s just doing what his instincts tell him to do and right now they are telling him to keep moving. Soon enough,Beatrice just lets him lead and keeps her breasts static, giggling while licking and touching his member when he was close to her mouth.

He was about to explode, but he stops suddenly, clenching his hands and his teeth with an annoyed groan, “Fuck!” it surprises her and she almost feels he got hurt, but no, he’s trying to hold himself back, “Baby you have to– I want to fuck you.” he gasps, trying his best to not convulse on the spot.

Beatrice slowly straightens herself and Bradley gasps roughly, fingers twitching because that last pull on his cock almost made him lose it. But he held himself together the best he could. He didn’t know what she was planning, but he waits oh so patiently for her to do so.

So, when he hears the sound of a thong elastic hitting her skin, followed by the soft sound of something else touching the floor, he smiles. He adjusts himself the best way that he can, and he waits.

“Get comfy LC.”

“Oh,I am,don’t you worry.”

Beatrice chewed her lower lip, she was honestly so proud of his restraint, she didn’t think he’d manage to get this far…but oh well, she knew Rooster. And when he liked something, he really did. So she pondered, chewing the side of her thumb as she looked down at his flushed, twitchy member. “C’mere.” he’s almost begging, “C’mere.”

“I’m going.” she says, thinking what best way to– oh. Oh. Great idea. She moves over to the bed and climbs on his lap. She doesn’t give him enough time to breathe when she slides him into her core and that is enough to make both of them gasp.

But she’s not done.

She breathes quietly, licking her lips as she leans back supporting herself on her hands, stretching her torso a little bit more. She waits until she’s sure she’s not going to hurt him and crosses one leg over the other while keeping herself upright. The feeling was outwardly for both of them.

That just pushed her legs together against her pubic mound, while for him, it squeezed him even more and she was so very proud of that idea. Because Rooster growled out her name like he was a starving man trying to get a bite. She knows she has to be slow, she didn’t want to lose balance while moving.

So it was slow at first, plus she didn’t know how long she could handle this before her legs started to cramp up, moving up and down. Her ass touched his legs and she grinned when his hands tried to find her calves so he could hold.

But when he didn’t, his brows furrowed. Oh he loved that, but he didn’t liked when he couldn’t touch her like he does.”Y-You can take, the b-blindfold off.” she whispers and he whips it out so fast his hair is all askew. He has to get used to his surroundings again, pupils widening and shrinking before he finds her.

Something about that pose, the way she was moving…it was so regal and sensual and Rooster could only watch, mouth parted and body ready to combust as she waves her hips and moves up and down. It’s his new favorite, even if it did look a bit complicated, he loved that, “Fuuuck…baby….”

“mhm…”

“Fuck.” he can touch her outer thighs, so he does with one hand only, the other is holding onto the pillow for dear life. Since they are both alone now, neither of them had to be quiet, and they weren’t.

God help them if they saw their neighbors this week because it’d be awkward.

He grunts happily, eyelids low and mouth parting in a proud grin when she moves her body up and down on his length, breasts bouncing ever so slightly because of the impact against his legs. Rooster is just on cloud nine, he cannot stop watching even if he so desired, “Fuck…baby…”he knows he cannot last much longer, but he doesn’t want this to end. “Baby you are so good right now.” the lovely clench isn’t lost to him, oh, Bea and her weakness for dirty talk, “You take me so well and you look so good on top of me.”

Another clench and her hips move just a bit faster, her eyes unfocused.

He moves his own hips up and the movement makes Beatrice throw her head back in a loud moan, her could see her feet twitch at the sudden touch but he doesn’t stop, “You take my cock so fuckin’ well, your pussy was just made for me gorgeous. I fuckin’ love how it always get so wet,” his eyes follow a dribble that slid down his shaft and disappeared between his legs, “And so hot for me.”

Beatrice whimpers, leaning back down even more, almost as if she’s lying on the bed but keeping herself a bit higher with her arms, “F-Fuck,Roos!” she moves her hips more and she could feel how this pose was taking it’s toll on her, she couldn’t keep her legs crossed much longer because it was starting to hurt.

And he noticed, because he just tapped her thigh and slowly helped her uncross them. His eyes landed on her center, swallowing him,pushing forward then backwards, “Fuck I never get tired of this fuckin’ view.”

“R-Roos…”

He pushes himself up a bit, then manages to sit up and wrap his arms around her waist, pulling her upwards to their chest are touching and their mouths are inches away. He smiles, deliriously just like she was, his hands tangling in her hair as her own hands go up to his golden brown strands, “Yeah,baby,yeah.” he says, keeping the movement of their hips and using his navel to brush up against her clip, “Yeah,I’m here,I’m here,I’m gonna make you cum so hard right now,hm? You want that right?”

She nods, closing her eyes finally and suddenly forgetting to speak.

Rooster would make her say it but…they had the whole Sunday to continue this, and they were both already enjoying this so, he slides his hand between the two and finds her clit. He just pushes into it, just a gentle touch and Beatrice screams.

Her screaming almost cracks the glass if he can say so and her entire body goes rigid as her orgasm hits like a bullet train. Bradley, by seeing her like that, feels his own orgasm ripping through him and through gritted teeth he groans in relief.

Both of their hips are still moving because of aftershocks, and their legs hurt just a little bit but they are waiting until their bodies calm down to finally stop. He watches the sheen cover her breasts and body, making her skin turn into a crystal almost, what was the one she had on the window? Rose quartz? Something like that, pink and shiny. He gasps out, throwing his head back and shaking it once he’s able to control himself, ‘...holy shit.”

His wife is soft in his hold, back still bent and body stretched for him to see, but her legs are on each side of his, ‘...baby, you okay?” he tries and Beatrice’s hands drop on her eyes as she tries to come back to answer his question.

“Y-Yeah.” she says, slowly lifting her head, hair sticking to her cheeks and temples,”I-I’m fine…are you?”

He chuckles, in disbelief, “...baby, I’m great.” he smirks, tucking the sweaty strands behind her ears and then cupping her cheek. She leans into his hand and his heart melts immediately, “Tired?’ she nods, “A good tired?’ she smiles and nods again, “...thank you for this.I like the first part of my gift.”

“I’m glad.” she grins, looking up at him, those green eyes shining like the cleanest of the oceans, “I…I really wanted to make something special for you,Roos.”

“I know.” he grins, “And you did, baby. You sure did.”

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♡ TREASURE’S REACTION IF YOU WIPED THEIR KISS

treasure x gn!reader | wc : 2k words | content : possible grammar and spelling mistakes, lowercase intended, established relationships, pranks, kissing, slight cursing | request : treasure reaction if “you wiped their kiss “please🥹🥹

CHOI HYUNSUK

🐷 hyunsuk gonna be terrified af i already know it

🐷 to make your prank a successful one, you had the best resting 🐝tch face you could ever muster

🐷 he’d kiss you one more time to make sure he isn’t hallucinating

🐷 and when you wipe away that kiss, he knows he’s done for

🐷 he doesn’t know why, but he’s already planned on running away to mexico and changing his name to luis daniel gonsalves choi (yes, we are continuing the tradition)

🐷 when you tell him it’s just prank, relief just floods this man and he falls to the floor, letting out the most unidentifiable animal noises

🐷 “y/n! you know i can’t handle scares like that! i’m gonna have a short life bc of you!”

PARK JIHOON

🐼 bold of you to assume he won’t throw a tantrum then and there

🐼 as soon as you wiped his kiss, he’ll practically jump on you, placing kisses all over your face

🐼 you aren’t sure if he knows it’s a prank or if he’s genuinely annoyed by your actions

🐼 but jihoon would definitely wipe away your kisses (or even deny them) later on when you do so

🐼 will give you that “yuh huh suffer like i did” look when you’d pout at him after he pushed you away

🐼 lowkey knows it’s a prank bc like hello you really weren’t going to wipe away his kisses c’mon it’s a park jihoon kiss bruh

🐼 “now now, y/n. don’t make yourself suffer. we all know you can’t live without my kisses. stop pretending to hate them.”

KANEMOTO YOSHINORI

🐯 baby tiger yoshinori uwu

🐯 he’ll be so confused when you wipe away his kiss when he greets you with one

🐯 brows furrowed as he thinks about what’s the issue but waves it off

🐯 until he tries it again later and you wipe his kiss !!! again !!!

🐯 he’s gonna be looking at you with his cute puppy eyes bc he’s literally so confused like you have never wiped away his kiss before why are you doing it now ???

🐯 will keep his distance a little and ponder over the reasons as to why you are behaving like so

🐯 when you see that he’s too deep in thought, you finally come forward with the truth, letting him know nothing’s wrong at all and you were just pranking him

🐯 isn’t really mad about you pranking him, but rather all big smiles bc he’s relieved nothing is wrong

🐯 def will kiss you again and giggle to himself when you reciprocate the action (without wiping any of the kisses)

🐯 “phew. i thought i must’ve forgotten something! don’t scare me like that again, angel.”

KIM JUNKYU

🐨 kyufused kyuala

🐨 reconsiders all life choices that has led him to this day after you wipe away his kiss

🐨 usually he is literally the last to know about a prank but y’all were just laying in bed and he just kissed your cheek while you were on your phone

🐨 would frown when you wiped it away, wondering why’d you do that

🐨 did i forget a birthday? did i forget an anniversary? or maybe even a date? oh shit, did i accidentally turn away instead of cuddling you when we were sleeping earlier?

🐨 when he was pouting, you'd kiss him, giggling to yourself at the way he looked so surprised

🐨 after telling you were just pranking him, he'd prolly pretend to be mad before tackling you in a hug and cuddling you

🐨 "don't scare me like that! i might get a heart attack from overthinking!"

TAKATA MASHIHO

🐹 as soon as you wipe away his kiss, manz is looking at you with the deadliest look ever

🐹 like why tf would you do that ???

🐹 he thought he was being an idiot and overthinking so he lets it go the first time, trying it again sometime later

🐹 and when you do the same thing, he audibly grumbles, nodding to himself before walking away

🐹 with the way you kept struggling to contain your smile, he knew it was a prank, so he thought of doing the same to you

🐹 later in the day, you went to shiho (bc you thought the prank didn't work on him), he kept walking away from you whenever you neared him

🐹 you soon realise what was happening and apologise, pouting when mashi laughed at you

🐹 “yeah, that’s what you get for trying to prank me. hmph, wipe away my kisses? my kisses? pfft, in your dreams.”

YOON JAEHYUK

🦁 doesn’t really notice it at first bc he didn’t think you’d ever do it

🦁 but he notices it when you do it in an exaggerated manner (only bc he wasn’t paying attention)

🦁 lowkey jae knows it’s a prank — but he’s not about to lose to you

🦁 so he does what he does best; yoon jaehyuk rained down the kisses

🦁 every time you wiped off his kiss, he’d place another to replace it

🦁 this kept going on and on, until you gave up, tired of raising and lowering your hand

🦁 jae would cheekily smile as he gave you a kiss declaring his victory, going back to whatever he was doing bc he had now established that he won

🦁 “you can’t just wipe my kiss away and think i will let you get away with it, babe.”

HAMADA ASAHI

🤖 kisses with asahi are mostly as a way of saying ‘thank you’

🤖 when he kissed your cheek after you handed him his phone while you two were doing your weekly Sunday reading, you didn’t make it obvious, but wiped it away

🤖 from your peripheral vision, you can see him looking at you with a surprised gaze but goes back to his reading nonetheless

🤖 he’ll try it again later bc he thinks he was hallucinating the first time around

🤖 when you wipe it away again, he brings his face super close to yours—all up in your personal space

🤖 asahi is never like this, so yk that he knows about the prank, but you carry on, wanting to see how far it’ll go

🤖 “what’s wrong, my love?” *cue incoherent animal screaming*

🤖 as soon as you heard the term of affection, you turned to him with a pout, unable to continue with the prank

🤖 he’d only smile in return, placing another kiss on your forehead before going back to his reading

🤖 “idk what’s cuter; the fact you tried to prank me, or the fact that you can never prank me.”

BANG YEDAM

🦊 bold of you to assume he hasn’t tried this prank on you first

🦊 and if he hasn’t, bold of you to assume he hasn’t seen this prank somewhere

🦊 you are getting shut down as soon as you start bc ~yedam yedam bang yedam~ isn’t having any of this

🦊 he knows smth is up with you when you are sitting there with a mischievous smile, and he realizes what it is as soon as he greets you with a kiss

🦊 “nope, no. nah. no way.” he’d shake his head, making you look confused. “we aren’t doing any of that. you can get another boyfriend if you wanna try these tiktok pranks on me.”

🦊 tbh this reaction you got from him was better than actually succeeding in doing the prank

🦊 you just looked at him, letting him wrap his arms around you as he ranted about you trying to prank him when he just wanted your love

🦊 though you weren’t able to succeed in pranking yedam, you at least succeeded in winning his heart with all the kisses you rained on him

🦊 “the boys already prank me enough, i won’t survive if you start this nonsense with me too.”

KIM DOYOUNG

🐰 lowkey kim doyoung knows everything and anything

🐰 when he greeted you that afternoon with a kiss (and you wiped it away!) he knew smth was up

🐰 but he only smiles, nodding to himself as he goes back to his work, just randomly doing things around the house

🐰 just to entertain you, he’ll place a kiss on you here and there, amused at the way you got annoyed when he didn’t ‘notice’ the way you kept wiping away all the kisses

🐰 doyoung is more amused at how you didn’t give up, trying to use every possible method to ensure he notices your actions

🐰 but he doesn’t give in so you give up

🐰 at the end of the day, when you join him on the sofa, you cuddle into his embrace, placing kisses all over his face

🐰 one look. all it takes is one look at you and you knew that he knew about the prank from the beginning itself

🐰 “oh? have you given up, jagi? i didn’t think you could last that long wiping away my kisses.”

WATANABE HARUTO

🦙 these youngsters on tiktok so they be knowing everything pt.1

🦙 he lowkey notices everything — like you’ve never wiped his kisses before, you suddenly got this evil glint in your eyes while looking at your phone ???

🦙 he’s putting two and two together

🦙 ruto will let you have your fun a few times, pouting and looking confused when you wiped away his kisses

🦙 but when he decides it’s time to stobbit, it’s over for you

🦙 so aggressive ??? and for what ???

🦙 will literally tackle you, attacking you with tickles and kisses until you are in tears and begging for his mercy

🦙 “yeah, that’s right, remember this well! the next time you try smth like this, this is how it’ll end!”

PARK JEONGWOO

🐺 these youngsters on tiktok so they be knowing everything pt.2

🐺 jeongwoo di parkrio is in action

🐺 as soon as you wipe the first kiss, you can expect him to start his dramatic acting

🐺 literally yeets himself onto the floor, fake crying as he pretends to reach out to you

🐺 carries out his one-man show so passionately like it’s an actual thing on broadway

🐺 “no! y/n, how could you?! even after all these years?! ik i said i will be back from the army within six months, but they deployed me elsewhere! i’m sorry for not responding to your letters, but please don’t do this to me!”

🐺 you are sitting on the sofa like o_o bc like ayo this do be pretty interesting and you are invested into this story jeongwoo solely derived from a prank of your — and the best part is woo can see your interest too, so he doesn’t stop

🐺 you are his precious and he’ll do whatever you wish, even if you did try to prank him initially

🐺 soon enough he’s dragging you into the scene and you play along, finding this fake impromptu acting session quite enjoyable and thus y’all end up forgetting about the prank and just have a good time

🐺 “you should try more pranks on me, y/n. this was fun!”

SO JUNGHWAN

🐮 you are doing this prank on junghwan ??? *tortilla slaps you* firstly how dare you ???

🐮 and secondly, this is child actor so junghwan from planet our baby junghwanie, you cannot tell me he won’t channel his inner actor and not be dramatic about it

🐮 ok he prolly won’t have an entire one-man show like jeongwoo did, but hwanie will still be dramatic

🐮 “now why would you do that? what did i do?” he’d ask, dramatically sighing as he pouted

🐮 he’d keep sighing to himself, and when you look at him, he’d sigh again, pretending to cry about it

🐮 “idk what i did to deserve that. i don’t deserve this neglect. this is abuse. i’m going to the hps.”

🐮 you really can’t figure out if he’s acting or not bc this is totally not like junghwan and like “what’s hps?” you’d ask, curious about this big word he used

🐮 “hwanie protection services. hyunsuk-hyung! y/n is being mean to me! i’m–”

🐮 the two of you would simply burst into laughter after that, unable to keep up with the prank

🐮 “don’t prank me again, y/n. i’ll prank you back harder.”

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