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Mettaton Spending New years with his S/O
I hoped everyone has a great new year! Proud of you getting this far ☺️
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Ok so new year eve mettaton is taking you shopping with him, He is trying on all types of clothes so he can look amazing for the new year party. So he’s definitely going to need your help deciding on what to pick. Metta does get tooo into shopping when it comes to clothes so eventually you got to be like “let’s go now we have other places to be” ;^^
After shopping Metta takes you to his studio. He wants to do a little new year segment on his show to wish his fans (and yours believe it or not you have some!) a happy new year. Mettaton would love it if you join in on the broadcast sense his feels his Beauty is lovely in the spotlight just like him 🥰
Once that is done you and him go back home and have a little cool off time sitting down and just relax together before getting ready for the party. Small conversations about various things like upcoming events, a little gossip ofc, just about anything that pops up. The little times when you are alone together are absolutely the best. Mettaton is such a caring and loving person and even a little goofy at times. He absolutely loves having these little moments together with his darling 💗
The party has started!! and you know Mettaton has it all decked out, plenty of foods and snacks, MTT brand adult drinks and MTT non adult drinks…glitter..everywhere.
I see Mettaton taking so many pictures with his s/o for memories and to post online. Some pictures of you and him are super special to him, so he decided to keep them to himself or hang them up on a wall, or even sometimes put them on his makeup stand so he can admire the sweet memories he’s shared with you tonight.
A couple minutes before the new years countdown he would pull you aside and say something like
“ I love you so much gorgeous, let us shine bright together as we take on a new year~”
Once the clock strikes 12 he would cup your face and bring you in for a gentle kiss.
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#mettaton x reader#mettaton#undertale imagines#hope everyone has a good new year!#srry if this was was a little sappy#well all my stuff is sappy I think :/#I was going to do a mettafell one to but I got to lazy#if anyone interested I will do the mtf one 🥰#i also realize I never made a Christmas imagine!!#if y’all want me to make one don’t be afraid to ask! I don’t mind
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I thank you all who i do know and who i don't know who have booped me. I would love to have this a permanent feature, bc this makes me feel loved and hella wanted. So, thank you all.
Sincerely, Alexi
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i often think abt the person who reviewed pef specifically to tell me it made them get up and go get groceries. i really hope youre having a good day/week/life and tht things have become a little easier for you since them
#IDK im glda my dinky little fanfic had such a real tangible good on someoens life#genuiney the years and years of working on this fic#the hours and hours alm and i have poured into it#are all entirely worth it solely for that#SRRY IF THIS IS SAPPY IT JUST GENUINELY REALLY MEANS A LOT TO ME STILL#personal
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haii :3 if its ok could i request soft/ lazy sex (sex more akin to eating him out in this context than anything) with ftm!wrio? like he comes back home after a stressful day to rosepetals trailing all the way to the bedroom because the reader wanted to treat him and show him how much they absolutely adore him. and whats a better treat than letting your boyfriend drown in pleasure while you feast on his pussy? just lotsa praise, and just general sappy softness with fluffy aftercare
(srry if this is a bit wordy ;>_>i just think wrio deserves the world)
"an unnamed player has invited WRIOTHESLEY to play . . .
tinged pink with primordial water
✦ㅤㅤ 【 CW 】 dom!gn!reader, sub!ftm!wriothesley, cheesy romantics, cunnilingus, vaginal fingering, praise, aftercare .
A/N : hoooolyyyy shit;; this ask made me so excited (ʃƪ＾3＾）
"do you want to watch, [PLAYER]? press KEEP READING to spectate the match."
The petals are soft, strewn across the floor and scattered lightly on the bed. You picked them out specifically for their silk-softness. In the quiet of the bedroom, you can hear the thud of the door, and you know that your small game has begun.
Walking across the hallway—padding past the kitchen and the office, the living space—, the petals are gentle against Wriothesley's feet, his bare soles touching the sporadic blotches of crimson red.
He calls your name, and you reply with a soft, "In here;" it's quiet, because you hear his footfalls just outside the crack of the open bedroom door.
"Hi, honey," you murmur when you meet his iced-over gaze, eyes squinted as he scans the room, sees all the more petals that surround the bed and, namely, you.
You add, "Tough day?" even though you know that, yes, it was a tough day. It's evident with how his eyes are sunken in just-so, barely enough to be obvious but so clear to you, his beloved.
He nods, because he cannot lie to you.
"C'mere, Wrio." You hold out your arms in a welcoming gesture, smiling softly up at his approaching figure. He towers over you, now, with the way he's standing at the edge of the bed; but his eyes are already hazey-tired, hazey-aroused, and they're so open and vulnerable, already, just for you.
With a heavy sigh, he sets a knee next to you to attempt to straddle you, to climb into your lap. However, you take hold of his waist—which he readily relinquishes his control for, letting you manhandle him—and swing him around, placing him with on his back, square in the middle of the comforter.
Running your hands across his abdomen, you land at his collar and lean down for a kiss. "Let me take care of you," you murmur against his lips. "Okay?"
He huffs, tries to put up the semblance of a fight, but nonetheless he acquiesces. "Okay," he says, and you're upon him.
Each piece of clothing is stripped from him, revealing inch by inch of pale, scarred skin, kissing each part of him. He's tense beneath you, and you set it upon yourself, too, to make him positively melt.
It takes you minutes to bare him to you entirely, and, the second his briefs are stripped from his legs, he presses his hips up.
"Please," he asks, sweet but tired.
"You don't need to beg, sweet thing," you murmur, hot breath fanning across his cunt, already shimmeringly-wet in the low light. "I got you, pretty."
He starts to reply, but the words are caught on his tongue when you begin to kiss at—lick at—his cock. Instead, Wriothesley can only whine, breathy little exhales pitched high and reedy.
However, as you begin to suckle at him, you find yourself in a conundrum; rather unfortunately, really, is that talking is so difficult while your tongue is laving against him.
To remedy that, you lean back—leaving him only a gentle, suckling kiss to his jutting cock—from him, just enough to nudge your finger into his leaking hole. The new angle lets you continue to blow him as you press against his g-spot in slow, grinding thrusts; all the while, your mouth is free to lick all over him with enough give to speak.
"You taste divine," you murmur, the words each puncuated by a sharp thrust of your fingers. Wriothesley mumbles something, but you suck harshly at him, and he's immediately quieted. He sighs, instead, pressing up into your mouth and shivering when the vibrations of your words, your own lips, send shivers up his spine and down his legs.
"You work so hard, honey," you continue sweetly, tonguing at him, at the sparse space between the two fingers you've got worked into his cunt. "It pays off well, doesn't it? Lettin' me blow you like this, yeah?" He nods desperately, soft cries crawling from his chest as you chuckle against the slick heat of him. "Sound so delictable.
"Thank you for letting me hear you, sweetness. I cherish every sound, every thing you could ever give me; oh, and you give me so much, don't you?" You roll your tongue around the head of his cock, delighting in its heft. "I'm so lucky to have you, Wriothesley. God, I can't believe you let me have you."
He cries out rather abruptly, and his thighs attempt to close in on your head. While you'd normally welcome it—revel in it, even—, you don't want to miss him: his noises, his face, him.
"No, no, baby," you coo, gentle, still thrusting and grinding your fingers into him. You lean back from his cock just enough to look him in the eye, to say, "Lie back and relax. You've been so good for me, my good boy; now let me reward you for all that you've done."
Easily, he lets his thighs splay back open as you bring your head back down to his cunt. You can feel the sticky-wetness of him all over you—your chin, your lips, even down to your neck and further down the hand, the wrist, of the fingers you've got buried in him—, and the sweetness on your lips is made ever sweeter the closer and closer he gets to release.
"'m close—" he cries out, chest heaving with the effort of laying still and simply taking it, letting the pleasure course through his veins. The stressors of the day melt away with each lick against his cock, each grind against his g-spot, and he finds himself more and more pulled under by the cotton your loving words fill his head with. "Please, please."
"Cum whenever you're ready, you deserve it." You grin into him when his one hand comes to thread into your hair, desperately scrabbling to ground himself. "You're doing so good, lookin' so gorgeous beneath me. D'ya feel good, baby? I know you do—your pretty cunt is clenching around me.
"'nd I didn't forget about this thick cock of yours, either," you mumble, sloppily blowing him and slickening him up further with your saliva. The sounds are obscene but oh-so arousing. "It's so big, fills my mouth so perfectly. Are you gonna cum for me? Gonna make an even bigger mess of my face?"
He nods, desperate. "Yes, yes—!"
All it takes is a perfectly timed, perfectly aimed grind of your fingers—the pads of your fingertips rubbing against his g-spot in the way he loves, the way that never fails to make him dribble and leak around you—, and a harsh suckle of his cock to make him yell.
(Wriothesley, for all his quiet confidence, is rather loud, in his vulnerability. You wouldn't change that for the world.)
"Perfect, just like that," you coo, sucking him down. "You did so well, so good for me, such a good boy." You gentle your fingers and your tongue to let him calm from his high, tenderly nuzzling into his pelvis.
Beneath you, he chuckles, out of breath. "Thank you," he says, reaching for the hand you have set on his thigh and squeezing it; his other hand loosens from your hair, shakily rubbing at your scalp.
You almost want to purr.
But, "You don't have to thank me, baby," you reply, simple, finding the soft towel you had set aside earlier to wide your face, to wipe away the mess between his thighs and of his cunt. He blushes like mad but lets you kiss him as you clean his oversensitive skin, swallowing up his soft, overstimulated whines. "It's alright, I got you. Let's get you in the bath now, yeah?"
"Yeah," he says, quiet, nodding along dazedly, sleepily. He grabs for a petal, though, wrinkled and made a mess from where Wriothesley had pulled at the sheets. "Where did you get these?"
In lieu of reply, you only grin, shrug. Don't worry about it.
i got carried away ,, thank you smm for the request !! definitely one of my favorites . . . soft cunnilingus ><
9 FEB. 2024, @rosedom, rosey .
#ㅤ✦【 ASKS 】#if i was fontainian i'd gladly drown in wrio's pssy !#gn reader#dom reader#genshin smut#sub genshin#genshin x reader#sub wriothesley#wriothesley x reader#wriothesley smut#smut does not feel like a real word anymore .#trans nsft
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✧.* twenty-seven?; ksy
synopsis: you always wanted to be considered a ‘serious’ journalist, but to get the chance at moving up the ranks and getting to produce your own stories, you’re get an idea to do one final story and impress your boss, that’s where inspiration strikes with the one and only soonyoung.
part of my ninety minute movies one shot series. ♡︎
paring: hoshi x fem! reader.
genre: strangers2lvrs
warning/s:mentions of substances (alcohol, weed, cig, vape etc.) swearing, very bad jokes!, just fluffy and nice no seggsy time
word count: 8.4k
content: . non-idol idolings, some other svt members. hoshi is down bad fast xo.
note: my next little inspired movie writing is the icon that is 27 dresses. except instead of our female lead being the one in the wedding its my fav tiger (hamster) soony. I just love sappy cutie soonyoung so I apologize in advance. also unedited bc im a loser srry. it shouldn't be tew bad bc I tried to take my time lol. ily.
Finding a cozy spot at a table to the left of the bride and groom, you flipped open your notebook and started jotting down pin points on the decor, the flowers, the bride's beautiful flowing silk gown, and the way the groom looked at her with stars in his eyes.
The first dance song rang around the room gathering all the adorned looks of friends and family watching as another couple took the leap on spending the rest of their lives together.
A rocks glass was placed in front of your pen and paper as the chair next to her was suddenly filled with the stranger who put it there.
“Taking notes for your own wedding?”
“Oh. No, I'm doing a piece for the Daily on their wedding.”
“Are you y/n l/n by any chance?”
“I am. You’re familiar with me?”
“Yeah, just through the bride. She’s my sister. She talks about you nonstop. I’m Soonyoung, I was the one who contacted you.”
“I see. Nice to meet you. What’s the drink for?”
“Working hard, I figured you should at least enjoy yourself a little bit.”
“That’s nice. Thank you.”
Soonyoung stared at the girl across from him, trying to catch a peak at her notes seeing if she was painting this night in a perfect light.
You caught on and shut the book quietly, giving him a small wink as a shout it would be everything his sister wanted.
“What’s the drink?”
“A vodka soda, lemon.”
“So, you know my drink order? Thought you said you didn’t know who I was?”
“I saw you at a wedding a few weeks ago, my friend Seungkwan. I noticed your drink, that's all. That’s how I got your contact actually.”
“Lying on the first meet, a great sign. No wonder you look so familiar to me. You were the best man right? But blonde at the time?”
“My sister would’ve killed me if I was blonde at her wedding and sorry not lying just felt creepy admitting it.
“I liked it.”
Soonyoung laughed remembering the conversation he had with his sister about his hair.
“So what’s it like being in two weddings in one month, Soonyoung?”
“Actually I’m going to be in three. Next week my coworker is getting married. Which would make my wedding count twenty-six.”
“You’ve been to twenty-six weddings?”
“Yep. After next week anyway. What’s your wedding count?”
“Ones I’ve covered? Too many to count. Ones I’ve been in? Two I think. Both of my brothers are married. That’s about it.”
“So you cover weddings but aren’t married?”
Rolling your eyes at his unfiltered nature, you couldn’t help but feel like his question was out of curiosity and not judgment. The way his eyes searched hers for answers was genuinely adorable.
“Almost at one point, but he cheated on me and is marrying her now. I didn’t actually become a journalist to cover weddings anyway, it sort of just happened.”
“I see.”
“What about you? Being at all those weddings and never getting married?”
“No. Not even close, I was in love with the same girl for a long time, but she didn’t feel the same way.”
“I’m sorry.”
“Don’t be.”
After spending the rest of your night enjoying Soonyoungs company, you bid goodbye to the bride and groom and headed back to your home to get down to working on the article.
Digging through your black leather tote you realize you forgot to take your journal home with you, leaving it on the white table cloth being distracted by a new friend.
Realizing you don’t have his number you took it upon yourself to stalk his social media profiles in hope you could find a way to get in contact with him, maybe he was your saving grace in taking your book for safekeeping until he could give it back to you.
Saying fuck it for now you just began typing away about your night, thanking god or whomever that you backed up your calendar digitally when you get a clever idea to write an article still about weddings, but about the person you met who had been a groomsmen all those times. Searching for any kind of photos and videos of his past times supporting nuptials.
All you came up with was a couple cheesing photos of him posing in his suits of many colors and types when you get the idea to go back into your own rolodex of photos and writings from weddings you’ve done in the past, noticing him standing near the bride and groom in just a few it was now safe to say he has piqued your interest even more than before.
You decided to draft an email to your boss begging for the chance to write her an article about the types of bridesmaids and groomsmen who’ve been involved in many years of weddings as a support, if you found one person who had done so many in a short time it wouldn’t be hard to find more right?
Before getting ready for bed you sat refreshing your email waiting for the go-ahead to investigate Soonyoung further with the excuse that it was simply just for work, it took multiple scrolls to the point where your thumb was starting to hurt from running it over the screen until she replied.
‘Y/n, feel free to start drafting up the story. If I like it I’ll let you have more creative articles in the future. Please have it on my desk in two weeks.’
When the morning finally arrived, you had to make the rough decision to get out of bed and head to grab a coffee from the shop in your apartment lobby. Normally you’d be cuddled on your couch with your cat, spending your Saturday morning reading and watching reruns of your favorite reality shows, but much to your surprise the coffee stash you usually have stocked has dried up.
Exiting the silver doors of the elevator a call came from the front desk attendant and you were met by a brown paper bag tied with a bow, the outside scribbled on with some crayons of silly faces and drawings of cartoon tigers, stickers of hello kitty, and a pink note taped to the handle.
“Miss. Y/l/n! Some boy dropped this for you last night.”
“Oh? Thank you, Max.”
Ripping open the small note in line for your morning brew, it instantly puts a smile on your face.
‘Hi, I noticed you left this on the table. Hope it’s not weird. I dropped it off for you. Your address was inside. At least I can stalk you now. - Soonyoung (wedding guy lol)”
Inside the bag was your planner and a few random pieces of candy thrown around. A small bookmark was placed on a page and written underneath was a date for next Thursday and the number of your new favorite subject marked ‘single seeking wedding date.’
After grabbing the paper cup from the barista behind the counter you whip your phone out and dial the number written inside your prized possession.
“Hello, is this the single seeking a date?”
“Hey, it is. Is this the cute girl who’s planner I found?”
“I think so? I don’t know any other cute girls who like going to weddings.”
“Are you available for drinks and a little pre-wedding party?”
“When?”
“Tonight.”
“Tonight? Wow. Eager to see me again I see.”
“I am. And I’m being bold right now which is new for me, so please don’t make me cry.”
“Aw. But I’m sure you’re so pretty when you cry.”
“I’m always pretty, y/n. So?”
“Sure. Why not?”
You heard Soonyoung gasp over the phone and drop something loud.
“Really?”
“Want me to take it back?”
“No. Cool. I will.. pick you up at 6:30? We can get some drinks before and then it’s just like a casual party, but my friends are kind of fancy so maybe like nice cocktail attire. I’m sure you know.”
“Okay. I’m sure you remember where to find me? After all, you did confess to being a stalker.”
“Oh my god. I was kidding, don’t take me seriously. I’ll see you then.”
“See you, Soony. Ok now I’m corny. That wasn’t meant to be a pun. Bye.”
Hearing the boy's laughter over the phone almost gave you butterflies.
“You’re funny. Bye.”
Spending the rest of your normally relaxing afternoon getting ready to slyly interrogate your new friend, you decided to not go out of your way to look overly special after all you weren’t even sure this quote on quote date was anything romantic or just a way of initiating a friendship.
Just before you leave your front door you sat to think if it was appropriate to bring along the same journal that was delivered to you the same morning, but made the conscious decision to leave it behind and not make this first night getting to know each other about you digging into his life for your own gain.
The ride down the elevator had you inspecting yourself in its small safety mirror, fixing the very last strand of hair that felt out of place on your head, not paying any attention to the people jumping off and on from their various floors.
When you finally stepped out into the marble covered lobby, you immediately spotted Soonyoung draped over the side of the couch holding his legs close, almost like a nervous child looking around the room and pouting because he can’t find his toy.
When he finally locked eyes with you his childlike demeanor changed immediately into a spunky puppy, jumping up from his seat and dusting off crumbs on his pants that weren’t even there in the first place, maybe to wipe his hands from their small sweat they were undergoing.
“Hi, y/n. You look very nice”
“Really? So do you. Where are we headed?”
“There’s a cool poet themed bar just like two blocks from here, I thought you’d enjoy it since you’re a writer and everything.”
You looked at Soonyoung with wide eyes, it was a sign of how considerate he was yet again, just like the thought he put into bringing you, your planner and decorating the bag.
His sharp brown eyes sparkled under the street lights, almost like they were reflecting stars, his baggy khaki pants with matching jacket slung perfectly over his frame, he was cute. You could admit it to yourself that something about him was magnetic and you already wanted more.
“Y/n? Is that not your thing? I’m sorry we can do something else, I shouldn’t of assumed all writers like poetr-“
“Oh I’m sorry, I was distracted. Has anyone told you that you have insanely cute eyes? But yes, poetry’s cool. I’m more of a classic novel girl, but it sounds fun. Stop second guessing yourself. You’re good.”
Your hand moved faster than your brain as you brought it up to pat him gently on his shoulder, a confirmation that you were having a good time and trying to ease his awkwardness.
“Yeah, people have once or twice.”
“Good. They really are cute.”
The pink of Soonyoung’s cheeks grew into a deep red as he led you into the bar. The walls were covered in decaying pieces of paper written with words people had to get out for comfort. The smell was like the oldest library on earth, with a tinge of vanilla and vodka ringing through.
Your brain took a moment to be present and remember all of the bad dates of your past. Maybe this wasn’t a date of your future, but if it was, he had already exceeded your expectations.
As the waitress took your order, one Body Electric for your new friend a legit inspiration from Walt
Whitman to your choice which was a play on a Sylvia Plath poem.
“Are you a lightweight?”
You looked at Soonyojng not even halfway through his drink, feeling the ease and warmth of his body next
to you.
“How can you tell?”
“You relaxed for the first time tonight.”
“I was nervous to hangout with you. I’m sorry. You’re just cool and pretty and I don’t know I feel like you’re way smarter than me and I’m intimidated by that sober”
“I’m sure that’s not true. But if it’s any help I was nervous too.”
“Really? So I have game?”
“No. But you’re so cute I’d die if I hurt your feelings.”
“So you’re a lightweight too?”
“What? No way. Just honest to a fault.”
Soonyoung smiled into the rim of his glass before taking his final sip and prompting you to finish your drink quickly, which you happily obliged.
“Okay, on the way there.. I have to admit something. The party we’re going to is for the girl I liked before she got with this guy… it’s like unrequited love in a way.”
“The girl you said you don’t love anymore?”
“Yeah. I’m sorry I dragged you into this. I just wanted to see you again so I thought it was a good idea.”
“I’m down. I’m not sure what, but I’m down.”
“Cool.”
“Want me to pretend to be your girlfriend? Or? I feel like it would be weird to say we were on a first date.”
“Is this a date?”
“Is it not?”
“It was meant to be and it definitely is now.”
“So pretend girlfriend, Soony?”
“Maybe not an official girlfriend, how about… fourth date?”
“Okay, have we had sex?”
Soonyoung choked on his own spit which caused the two of you to end up in a fit of laughter on the street as you reached your next destination.
“Obviously.”
“That’s fair. I’ll tell everyone you were good.”
“I think I love you.”
“Shut up.”
After spending the night waltzing around and parading your further long relationship with your fake new boyfriend to his friends in hopes to prove his fondness for his newest engaged friend has gone away even slightly.
While maybe you were pretending to be on a date with Soonyoung, your head was spinning. If this was a fake date it was better than any date you had previously. Stepping outside to take a break from the party inside you pulled out your phone, jotting down notes and small nuggets of information you learned about Soonyoung’s past wedding experiences.
“Taking notes on me? What are you a PI?”
Behind you, you hadn’t realized the door you snuck out of opened and the boy had followed behind, curious if you were okay.
“Yeah, you’re under investigation for being overly nice. Sorry.”
“What do they say? I didn’t read them, just saw my name.”
“Just some antidotes I want to remember. Nothing crazy.”
“Do you want to leave? I’m starting to reach my alcohol limit and I would rather die than have you see my drunk alter ego the first time we hung out.”
“Yeah, come on, let's go.”
Going back through the back exit, you tripped behind Soonyoung’s tall frame grabbing onto his shoulder and giggling before he stood in the way of you hitting the ground.
His lips were curled into a goofy smile.
“I swear to god if you say something about me falling for you, you will get punched.”
“How did you know?”
“That fucking goofy smile you have on your face right now, I could just see it brewing in that head of yours.”
“Okay, I don’t like that you’ve already figured me out. Let’s go, klutz.”
Before you and Soonyoung could exit back into the fresh air, a familiar face appeared in front of you. Your ex boyfriend. Something about this night clicked for you, it was his party, there were so many people around and the only person from the wedding party you met was the bride. But taking a breath in and looking around the room, you realized how stupid you were to not see all the signs that this party was for him.
“Y/n? Hoshi? Hey, how have you guys been?”
Soonyoung still holding his arm around your shoulder gave a small back and fourth look between you and the tall boy who knew your name.
“You guys know each other?”
“Yep. Hi, Jihoon.”
“I didn’t know you knew Hoshi either?”
“Oh well we just started dating, he invited me to come hangout.”
“Dating? Wow. I didn’t know you had time for people outside of work anymore.”
“Jihoon, if you don’t mind we have to go now. Thank you for the open bar and this amazing time chatting, congratulations on marrying your hookup. Goodnight.”
The start of your walk with Soonyoung was pure silence, there was an obvious elephant in the room and you could tell he was just itching to talk about it, so you decided to prompt him.
“You’re curious aren’t you.”
“Yes. But I don’t want to ask you to talk about it because we’re having fun. So I figured I’d try to ignore it.”
“It’s fine. I’m curious too actually, it’s kind of funny that the girl you liked was hooking up with my boyfriend and now they’re married. And by funny I mean actually funny and we just spent the whole night not knowing that.”
“I didn’t even know that Jihoon had a girlfriend when they first met, he never said anything about it.”
“I don’t blame him actually, I do work way too much. I just wished he’d broken up with me instead of cheating on me for a month.”
“When did you guys break up?”
“Last December.”
“Oh.”
“It was more than a month wasn’t it?”
“I think so.”
“Cool, cool, cool.”
“That’s fucked up y/n, I’m so sorry.”
“That’s okay, we weren’t supposed to be together and his new girlfriend or future wife whatever seems like she’s really nice.”
“She is, but she’s too nice. She does everything he wants, maybe he couldn’t handle your independence.”
“Soony. You caught on that I’m a bad bitch?”
“Have you met yourself?”
“No. But, if I did I’d be obsessed with her and hate her at the same time.”
“That’s exactly how I feel.”
You punched his side, before stopping and realizing you had come up to your front door. Not even worried about the way your feet were aching to get out of your heeled shoes.
“This is me.”
“I know. I’ve been here like three times now in less than twenty-four hours. I’m starting to believe you actually think I’m stupid.”
“Not stupid. Just silly. I’ll see you again right?”
“I mean I did put days on your calendar to schedule out time for me.”
“You littl-“
Suddenly you were cut off by Soonyoung’s hand covering your mouth to put a stop to you cursing him out.
“I won’t take no for an answer.”
Sinking your teeth into his hand he retreated from his momentary confidence quickly, looking at the proud smile you were sporting, pointing your well manicured finger in his face.
“Don’t tell women to shut up, Soony.”
“I never said shut up, you were going to call me a mean name and I’m sensitive. Go back to calling me cute.”
“Maybe. Next time.”
You went in for a one armed hug when all of the sudden Soonyoung came in with both arms, clinking your heads together.
“Very smooth.”
He liked the fact that you constantly teased him while making light of situations, regaining his confidence he pulled you into his embrace enveloping both arms around your shoulders, placing a small kiss on the part of your forehead that crashed into his.
“I’ll see you next week.”
“What’s next week?”
“The wedding, check your planner. Well actually I’ll see you in two nights because we have to shop or go through your closet so we can match! Bye, y/nie.”
Caught off guard by the kiss on your head and watching him hail a cab like it was nothing, you couldn’t help but smile on your way into your building, met by Max at the front desk beaming as wide as you and giving you a wink. Knowing that he saw the cute and awkward interaction you shared with the hyper hamster outside.
The two days in between you and Soonyoung’s first official interaction, you felt yourself looking forward to seeing him again and being in his presence like your own personal serotonin boost.
The insane fact that your ex was marrying the girl he cheated on was enough, but the girl being Soonyoung’s painful crush? Especially when you felt he was becoming yours was beyond insane.
You made up separate drafts of your article about the people who make weddings shine, from the families, the bridal parties. the insane bachelor and bachelorette nights, and mainly Soonyoung’s love for love.
The two works of nonfiction were from different perspectives, one being your head and one being your heart. You couldn’t decide if it was appropriate to present a piece basically claiming how amazing you found Soonyoung for the whole world to see when you’re not even sure if he’d ever consider you to be more than a silly writer girl y/n, his friend or fake girlfriend. Your other was from the space of practicality, a genuine love letter to your career and the person who inspired this story, but also digging deep into the ideals of how frantic and selfish the wedding industry can be and what it means for an unmarried friend to take in burdens constantly for their loved ones when it takes a toll on their own heart.
The biggest debate in your body was the fact the real article, the one you wanted to write, was at the fault of someone who had only in the short space of two days made you feel again, but it was honest and genuine.
You knew Soonyoung had to have some pain working and being a part of a wedding for the girl he saw himself marrying.
Luckily you have another few days to decide which way it’ll go.
Sitting on the thought of what one you should put out, you were awoken out of your thought bubble to a string of buzzes from your cell phone sitting face down on your desk.
None other than the boy that had been living in your head for the past 48 hours.
Soonyoung’s texts were multiple lines of photos and silly messages asking you which outfit he should wear that could match any of the dresses you had hanging in your closet for the wedding.
One of the options was a beige suit, simple in theory but something about the way he styled it with a funky sage green t-shirt and matching sneakers made you smile. Even if you didn’t have anything to match this outfit you would make an effort to go out and spruce up your wardrobe to be on his level.
After quickly responding that it was your choice, he retorted back in his true fashion you’d have to send him your options too or he’d come over to help you.
In a desperate subconscious way you agreed to his antics.
Now nearly an hour later a call came from the front desk that a visitor had arrived asking for consent he could come upstairs which you happily agreed assuming it was none other than Soonyoung himself. The person on the opposite side of the door was not the sharp eyed boy you’d expected, but Jihoon.
“Why are you here?”
“I wanted to see you after the other night, I just wanted to say hey.”
“Okay? Then text me. Don’t come over unannounced, I have a friend I’m expecting.”
“You wouldn’t have responded.”
“That’s true.”
Standing with your arms crossed in your doorway not letting Jihoon into the now redecorated apartment you once had let him live in, you weren’t budging on your gut feeling to let him in and talk.
“Can I come in?”
“Like I said. I’m expecting a friend. So.. no.”
“Who? Hoshi? You guys aren’t seriously together? He’s not your type, too goofy.”
“Isn’t he your friend?”
“He’s Nana’s friend, but he’s okay. I’m just saying it's not your style.”
Nana? A stupid nickname for his fiance who’s name was simply Anna. So as you rolled your eyes and shut your apartment door behind you as you stepped into the hallway as a clear defining factor he was not welcome you stood far apart from him as a line in the sand.
“He’s not goofy. He’s sweet and yes he’s on his way so maybe you should leave before saying anything else so he doesn’t get the wrong idea.”
Jihoon wavered a bit, looking towards the elevator door at the end of the hall as if like a movie Soonyoung would walk out of the elevator at the mention he was on his way over.
“Maybe take the stairs. I’ll see you at your wedding with my date.”
Rushing in and slamming the door in his face, you sink to the floor in a moment of pure exhaustion over interacting with someone like your ex.
Why wasn’t Soonyoung right for you? Why did you not want that to be true? And why were you so dead set on proving him absolutely wrong?
In your rush of emotions another knock came to your door. Without looking through the peephole you swung it open rapidly.
“Look I told you to g- oh, Soonyoung! Thank god.”
Your body made a move before your head could even catch up as you ended up hugging him tightly, rushing him inside as if Jihoon didn’t get the message and was watching in from a hidden spot in the corridor.
“Y/N are you okay?”
“Yes. Sorry, someone just came over that I did not want to see. Welcome.”
You watched as his eyes took in the view of your pink and green splattered apartment, things like funky vases full of wildflowers, plant tendrils floating down from shelves tucked between books of various sizes and ages, a small nook with sleeping white and black cat hid inside snuggling into his stuffed toy.
“I love it here.”
“Really? I redecorated recently, it was cold before. I love it now.”
“Also it smells amazing, do you bake? It smells like cookies and coffee. Wow.”
“I do not bake, but I do have candles that give the illusion. What’s in the bag?”
Soonyoung set a small black duffle bag down on the counter and began pulling the contents out one by one, showing them off like a beauty guru.
Wine, five small bags of potato chips, beer Incase you didn’t like wine and he was unsure, a slice of delicious looking chocolate cake, and a container marked with your name of his moms homemade soup.
“Why did you do this?”
“I thought we would have fun while picking out matching outfits. Will you let me see your closet? Please, please, please. I’m so curious.”
“It’s not that impressive at all.”
“If your apartment looks like this then I have only the highest expectations for you.”
Smiling, you jokingly made a come on motion with your fingers and led him into your spare bedroom that now existed as a half home office and half closet.
His eyes took in even more of your fun design work, the racks of records, pictures of you and your friends, and one of the things that made him feel like he could fall in love with you, your rack full of limited edition shoes and bags.
“Not impressive? You have some of the coolest shit I’ve ever seen in here?”
“I’m just a girl with a cat and a lot of time on my hands. Since being single I’ve just spent it on shopping and ordering take out.”
“If you don’t mind me asking what were you and Jihoon like together? You guys seem really opposite to me.”
There it was again, someone not right for you. Was it just in your head that you think maybe you’re the problem of why this comment is being made?
“Uh, we were okay at first. We met in college about three weeks before graduation and spent so much time together. But if I think about it, we just hung out in his dorm where I watched him play video games and watch anime even though I was not interested. I kind of wish I was more outspoken about it. I missed a bunch of things my friends had done wasting away on his futon drinking shitty cheap alcohol and waiting on him hand and foot and whatever else.”
“Really? So you guys dated for a long time I guess. Did it change a lot once you got out?”
“Not really. A lot of people knew we were ‘dating’ but in the time that we did, we probably went on one or two actual dates.”
“That makes me sad actually.”
“Why? I made the choice to do all those things. At least I don’t have an ugly poster of John Lennon on my wall just to show I loved him.”
Soonyoung was set off by that, laughing and imagining you having a photo of a musician on your wall to impress your boyfriend.
“What’s so funny? Haven’t you done anything embarrassing to impress a girl?”
“Definitely. Too many to choose from actually.”
“At least you're charming, I came off as obsessive and stupidly in love. Not a good look for me.”
“Caring too much is never a bad thing when you think you’re in love and you’re charming too.”
“Why thank you good sir.”
“And you’re weird. Which personally is a green flag for me. I didn’t expect that from you actually.”
“Is that a compliment though, really?”
“For me? Yes. I don’t like normal people well, not normal people I guess, just people who have no personality or something I can learn from. I want someone as a friend or whatever else to challenge me a little, it’s healthy.”
“I think that’s really cool of you, I agree. I like people that are willing to try new stuff or get me out of my comfort zone.”
“Was showing me your office a way of me getting you out of your comfort zone?”
“Sort of. This is kind of like my safe haven.”
Soonyoung just gave you a wide toothed smile, beaming from ear to eat that you admitted he was even just slightly somewhat of your type.
As the night went on and on the boy that has now broken down a couple of your walls, not quickly but brick by brick was sitting comfortably next to your cat curled up in the same manor helping you pick out something that would go with his two outfits, one for the wedding itself and one for the rehearsal dinner which he promised you that you’d only eat and leave to have more fun just out of respect for the couple and his friend Anna.
Now each of you taking the bottle of wine he brought slowly, sitting on your floor surrounded by shoes and loose pairs of pants, giggling over nothing he stared in your eyes almost like you could read that he had another interrogating question.
“Was Jihoon the one at the door before?”
“How did you kno–”
“I can’t remember you mentioning anybody that would come over unannounced and make you look as upset as you did.”
“Yeah.”
“Do you know why he was here?”
“He just gave me some stupid antidote that he wanted to see me after the other day, I didn’t ask further. When I told him I had a friend coming over he just knew it was you for some reason and then told me we couldn’t be dating seriously because you’re not my type? As if he’d know? It was weird all around.”
“Do you still have feelings for him?”
“No. I realized once we broke up and now after knowing he was cheating on me more than a few nights that it was an amazing decision. When we first ended it I just kicked him out and ghosted all his texts, he used to update me on his life every now and again, the last time we talked for real, before today he called me crying that his Grandmother was sick, so we just had a brief talk and it ended for real there. I genuinely never thought I’d see him again.”
“Also, am I your type?”
Ss wine dribbled down your chin you were once again surprised by Soonyoung’s random fit of confidence.
“Yeah. You’re nice and I love how annoying you are. I think you get under my skin in the best way.”
“Wow. I’m surprised you admitted it.”
“What can I say, wine drunk y/n is honest.”
“And what about my physical type? Sexy, cool, handsome, the most beautiful man you’ve ever seen?”
Taking a note from his book you swung your closest arm to him, you clipped your fingers over his mouth and shut him up.
Much to your surprise he took a note from your book and instead of biting your hand he stuck his tongue through his lips and licked your fingers which caused you to lunge towards him further, jokingly pissed he did just so.
As you were fighting for comedic relief you sat suddenly face to face with him holding onto your wrists to resist more thrash fighting.
The two of you stared at each other filling the room with intense tension of your lips being so close once again.
“If I knew you wouldn’t be mad at me I’d kiss you right now.”
“Soonyoung, you’re so stupid. Why would I be mad at you?”
“So I can kiss you?”
“Nope.”
Soonyoung pushed his bottom lip out from his top, replacing his cute puppy face with a pouty one.
You decided to quickly dive in and pace a peck on his protruding bottom lip.
He immediately let you go and erupted into a fit of giggles like a little kid, as you tried to sneak away quickly he grabbed onto the arm of your sweatshirt which you quickly unzipped and slipped out of, running through the door of your office and into the rest of the house as he chased behind.
“You have to know I’m going to catch you for that, that was so mean y/n.”
As you were winning the fight, getting away from the boy chasing you around, you suddenly tripped up and felt his hand grasp your shoulder, turning you around with secret strength.
Standing face to face with him now, your stubbed toe throbbing through your fuzzy socks, you both were holding in a whole lot of laughter.
Soonyoung’s hand slipped behind your head and pulled you in for a much more romantic type of kiss than you gave him before. The two of you touched lips softly, as your smiles were still prominent on your faces.
Before anything could escalate further your phone began to ring again and your boss's name was plastered over the front, which you answered with panting breaths still in a haze from kissing the boy you made you feel young again.
“y/n? Hi, would you be able to send over a draft of your article you begged me for? We were looking for something to print for tomorrow if you’re interested? I’ll have someone expedite the editing process tonight.”
“Oh, shit. Yeah of course, I’ll rush and email it to you now.”
“Thank you, congratulations y/n.”
“Thank you. Bye.”
Oh my god, Soony, stay here. I have to email my boss quickly about my article, she wants to print it for tomorrow's paper. I’ll be right back.”
“What? Congratulations. But don't worry, I’m not leaving.”
“Good, sorry, be right back.”
Rushing back into your office you flipped open your computer and sent your final article draft, choosing the one that your gut felt would be better for your personal life at the moment, especially after the kiss you just shared with the boy it was about.
Typing a quick message along with your attachment you just said a big thank you and clicked send before grabbing the half drank bottle off the floor and ran back to Soonyoung munching on a bag of chips waiting for you.
“Shall we celebrate?”
“What are we celebrating?”
“Me, idiot. I’ve been trying to get a real article published ever since I got the job doing weddings. I love weddings, but always being so happy and cheerful and not getting a chance to stretch my creative juices is frustrating.”
“Can we also celebrate kissing? That seems more fun.”
“Shut up, asshole.”
Taking a swig from the bottle, you passed it over to your male counterpart and watching him take an equally large drink matching your energy.
You and Soonyoung spent the rest of the night talking about how tomorrow will go, where will you and he be sitting, will Jihoon be giving you side eyes or talking shit with some of the other guests. How nice of a chance it’ll be to experience a wedding simply just enjoying with someone on your side and not for work.
After sitting in bed and still thinking about your kiss with Soonyoung many hours later, you saw a text from your boss letting you know she loved the article and to watch out for it in the morning.
When that finally rolled around, you woke up to a lot of messages congratulating you and your new found success, many people from college, your parents, but the one person you were looking for was nowhere to be found in those texts.
Putting the praise aside for a moment, you slipped back out of your bed to jump into the shower and start getting ready for your dinner celebrating the devil that was your ex.
When you stepped out and went to grab onto your device once again you saw a text from the one person you were most excited to read, but it was less than exciting. Soonyoung expressed how upset the article made him and accused you of using him to further your career, something Jihoon supposedly warned him of the night of his pre-wedding party and he chose to ignore.
Confused why he would be so upset about your praise for him, you ran to your front door and ripped open the pages of the paper only to find the article that you sent was a mistake, it was the one shitting on weddings, basically claiming Soonyoung himself was an unmarried loser, not in those words but you could see why it came across that way. Some of the simple moments of praise for his hard work were cut out in the editing room, only leaving the small bits of gossip and harsh criticisms sprinkled in between.
Rushing back inside as your stomach sank to the floor you tried his number three times before getting no answer. Which made you frantically dial your boss’s number and interrogate her on why parts of your article were cut out, she simply answered that fluff doesn’t sell and she was proud of you.
Soonyoung not responding had let you in on the fact that he wasn’t going to be seeing you today or maybe even seeing anybody for that matter, he was embarrassed and rightfully so.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck.”
Continuing your quest on trying to reach him, you decided to still get ready for your night out, maybe not in the intense matching outfit way you wanted to last night, but just something where you could sneak into Jihoon’s wedding party and slide Soonyoung the real article you wanted him to read.
Running down the street to the venue with no accurate directions in sight, you saw your ex standing on a corner, smoking a brown wrapped joint in his suit.
“Jihoon. Jihoon.”
“What? Back to grovel for a favor?”
“Yes, please, just give this to Soonyoung for me. Please, I’ve never asked you for a favor like this, just once do something for me.”
“You’re really serious about him?”
“I am.”
“So you didn’t mean to slam him in the article like you did?”
“No. My boss cut out the good parts of the article, this was the one I meant to send. Just for me. I want you to be happy, Jihoon, I do. I want it for myself too, just please give it to him. Make sure he reads it.”
“Okay.”
“I know we haven’t had the best past and I know I'm coming here askin- Wait? Okay? Really?”
“Yeah. I can tell this means a lot to you and the reason I came over today was just to formally invite you to the wedding. You’re a big part of my life and now Soonyoung’s, well maybe, besides the point. My fiance is one of his best friends, she liked you too, that was the only reason.”
“Oh. Well I don’t think I’ll make it.”
“How about you come on official business and give this to him yourself?”
“No. I couldn’t do that. It’s your day not mine.”
“We both deserve a big love, y/n.”
Taking back your enveloped letter, you couldn’t help but be impressed by how mature Anna had made Jihoon become and you knew he was right. Sometimes love just falls in your lap and you can’t do anything about it.
Ashing out his joint, he handed you the other half as an olive branch to celebrate old times and bid you goodbye until tomorrow.
Before going back inside, he turned to you with one final wish.
“You better look damn good tomorrow too, no suits. Wear something nice to confess your feelings, otherwise you’ll look like a dumbass.”
“Got it.”
Catching your breath and shoving the letter and paraphernalia back into your purse, you decided to take Jihoon’s advice. To look amazing, you stumbled upon a shop called ‘All's Well that Ends Well.’ situation just a block down from the poetry inspired bar Soonyoung took you to just a few days before.
Stepping inside the store, the first thing you saw was a navy blue dress, the halter neckline and the silk straight flowing down to the floor, you knew it was meant for you. Especially because it would match the light pink suit Soonyoung was meant to be sporting with you by his side. The easiest shopping experience of your life.
As the sales associate packed your order up and sealed it with a light pink bow, you knew it was a sign or something of the sort.
With less than twenty-four hours of doing the most insane thing of your life, confessing to a man who essentially hated you after you had been kissing just hours before, you stayed up all night, using the weed that Jihoon gave you to stay focused on the task at hand, you almost considered cutting of your hair to enter a new era of your life, but only girls who were going through something would consider that and you attempted to tell yourself you were calm.
When the morning sun rang around you finished writing a letter to match the one already placed in the envelope to accompany your sorry. You even decorated the outside with stickers of tigers and spongebob characters just to make Soonyoung smile.
Sliding into your navy blue dress and silver heels, your hair was down and curled into perfect waves. You kissed your cat on the head and made your way over to the venue by foot, just to give yourself a little fresh air and piece of mind, hoping to slip in early enough so that you’d be seated before he even knew you came.
Slipping into a space near the back of the room on Jihoon’s side, you opened your phone to an encouraging text from him telling you that you’ve got this and he’s excited to hear more about it later, plus reminding you to have fun and enjoy yourself.
As the progression started you watched along with the other wedding goers, catching glimpses of Jihoon’s smiling family, which made your heart feel warm.
As the wedding part waltz down the aisle in their pastel pink suits and rosy toned dresses, you saw a now blonde again head appear on the arm of a girl who looked a lot like Anna, so it was fair to assume it was her sister.
Soonyoung didn’t glance your way, but something about the change in his demeanor made you aware he knew you had come.
“Everyone please rise for the bride.”
Anna walked out with her father on her arm, floating across the room like an angel in white. Her dress was adorned with small beaded flowers from the tips of her fingers down to the vail over her blonde hair.
She was truly beautiful, you couldn’t help but feel like a peasant in the room with this woman who both of the men you had either once had feelings for or now did once loved.
The whole ceremony was beautiful, but you missed a lot of it as you stared Soonyoung’s way trying to catch his eyes, but he never met yours. He was too busy enjoying the fact that his friends were getting married and the fact you had upset him.
When the ceremony ended you followed the other guests to the front of the church, holding your envelope in your hand and greeting the bride and groom, Anna and Jihoon beamed at you before she pointed her finger to a room off the side of the front door, some sort of administration office where Soonyoung would be waiting for you. Which also told you Jihoon had filled her in on your little plan.
You cracked open the old wooden door, trying to be subtle but the rotting wood creaked under the old floor boards making your entrance more known than you would’ve liked.
Soonyoung was seated in a red leather chair to the side of the desk, his now blonde hair meeting your eyes before his face. Not giving in to turn around and look at you.
“Soonyoung? I know you probably don’t want to speak to me. But, this was the real article. It was never meant to be that way. I’m sorry.”
You placed the letter in front of him on the desk and moved to turn back to the door before you heard his voice.
“So you didn’t mean all those mean things you wrote about me? That I was a desperate groomsman waiting for his shot to have a day for himself?”
“No.”
“You didn’t mean to say that my ostentatious nature was cringe worthy?”
“Not in that way no, my boss cut out all the good things I said about you. She put it in her own words for dramatic effect. I quit this morning.”
“You quit? Why?”
“I wanted to try to make this right in the best way I could, she wouldn’t reprint the article how I wrote it and told me that if I didn’t like her style I should get a job somewhere else. So I quit.”
Soonyoung just nodded, he couldn’t imagine why you would give up a golden opportunity just to prove your boss wrong or right for that matter all because of him. The only way he could make sense of what you were saying is that you were truly sorry and you cared about him.
He made a bold move and threw the letter in the trash can to the side of the old oak desk and got out of his chair to hug you.
“You’re not going to read it.”
Speaking into his shoulder, you got a calming exhale of his cologne.
“I don’t need to. I know you're telling me the truth, you said it yourself you don’t lie when you drink wine, and I can smell it on your breath.”
Slipping your hands up from their place around his neck into his hair you giggled slightly, looking at the now dyed blonde locks of hair.
“You dyed it back?”
“You said you liked it. I thought you’d be my date and I had the appointment so I didn’t want to cancel.”
“You weren’t hoping I’d show up here?”
“I knew you would. I saw you talking to Jihoon outside last night through the window. I wasn’t sure exactly because you did walk away and he never told me what happened. But, when I saw you today sitting in the crowd. I knew my inkling was right.”
“Did the cohesive outfit impress you? I missed one night, but I hope I made up for it today.”
Soonyoung pushed you away slightly by your shoulders and made you do a spin for him.
“You look beautiful.”
“You’re such a dork.”
Soonyoung playfully swung you around in the office covered in photos of church go-ers and crosses, bringing you into his chest tightly.
“So, what did you write in that article? That I was devilishly handsome and cool?”
“Nope. Just that you were a bad kisser.”
“Seems like you need a reminder.”
“Maybe.”
As your lips met Soonyoungs once again your heart sank into your stomach and was beating rapidly. You just fit and he never once doubted your heart.
“What do you say? Should we go outside and dance?”
“Can you even dance?”
“Y/n? Can I even dance? What do you even think I do for a living?”
“Oh. I’m such an idiot. Anna works at a talent agency. Got it.”
“Come on, silly. Before our audience outside gets bigger.”
When you exited the office back into the group of people outside, for some reason Jihoon started a cheer alongside his new wife.
Soon you and Soonyoung were dancing the night away and drinking a little too much than your stomachs could handle.
When you finally got a moment of dizzy drunkenness alone, he had you sitting on a bench where he knelt to the ground. Your mouth got the better of you once again.
“Oh my god you're not proposing already are you I mean I know I’m amaz-”
“Y/n shut up, I’m tying my shoe.”
“Cool, cool. Got it.”
“But the next wedding I attend hopefully I’ll be the groom.”
With a wink Soonyoung sat back at your side as you watched the stars together, making a mental note that the next wedding would belong to the both of you.
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golden trio relationship hcs!
fandom - harry potter
pairing - ron weasley x gn!reader, harry potter x gn!reader, hermione granger x gn!reader
requested? - no
summary - hcs for the golden trio in a relationship
warnings - may be a bit ooc, slight cursing, angst if you squint, vomit-worth fluff, reader bullying ron, house neutral reader, they/them prns
as always, let me know if i missed any !
ron weasley
- it was kinda like love at first sight
- on his end
- you guys ran into each other in the hall
- more like he ran into u
- he was in love, u were pissed off
- for the rest of the day (and the rest of his life) he couldn't help but js stare at u when he saw u
- so much that hermione had to pull him away
- y'all probably met in 3rd yr
- but soon enough u two became friends
- don't ask me how, it js happened
- anyways, once y'all finally started dating this man was physically and mentally unable to keep his hands off of u
- PDA to the MAX
- he's always holding ur hand, having his arm around ur waist, literally always touching u in some way
- his love languages are most definitely physical touch and words of affirmation
- he's one for normal pet names, nothing too sappy
- like babe, dear, love, etc
- but certain pet names from u !?!?
- my love, darling, pretty boy
- he's literally giggling and kicking his feet
- he becomes a literal tomato
- when he does something absolutely stupid, u can't help but laugh
"stop laughing"
"that was one of the most idiotic things i have ever seen u do"
"i hate u"
- there were some moments where he genuinely needed comfort
- like in gof when he was upset with harry, u were there to comfort him
- jealousy problems
- he feels like he isn't rlly good enough yk??
- he thinks that u'll leave him for someone better
- but when he hears (from u personally) that u only love him, he starts to feel better
- anyways, as you can tell, i adore this little shit
- i js wanted to add that he reminds me of a weasel
harry potter
- for him it actually took awhile for him to realize he was in love
- you guys got together in 4th yr
- after the dragon thing in the triwizard tournament (i haven't watched gof in so long)
- anyways,
- you were congratulating him, and then he js like
- kissed u
- broski was shocked with himself
"omgomgomgomg"
"harry."
"omgomgomgomgomgomgomg"
"HARRY."
"omgomgomgomgomgomgomgomgomgomg"
"HAROLD JAMES POTTER."
- basically how that went down
- ANYWAYS
- sometimes he'll js look at u and think "omg that's MY s/o"
- hopeless romantic fr
- love language is acts of service and quality time
- he loves when u fix his glasses, fix his tie, make sure he eats, etc
- he js didn't get that with the dursleys
- and he'll love it if u js sit in the common room w him, let him lay his head in ur lap while u read
- js spending time w u ??
- it's got him twirling his hair, giggling, kicking his feet
- at first u were completely oblivious to his crush
- then he kissed u so
- ANYWAYS
- he's such a silly little guy
- love him too
- definitely like a dog person but horrified of dogs at the same time
hermione granger
- OKOKOKOK
- literally love her sm sorry
- book reader x comic reader
- u guys met on the hogwarts express
- she was helping nev find trevor and asked u for help
- this was in 1st yr btw
- u were SMITTEN with her beauty
- u realized u loved her in 2nd yr when she yk got wtv it's called
- i forgor 💔
- anyway
- she fell in love w u in 3rd yr
- she js like
- realized
- "omg i love them"
- replace ron w u in that one scene (srry ron)
- breaking up fights between her and ron
"*insert ron and mione bickering*"
"mione?"
"yes love?"
"*insert solution idk*"
- we <3 mione
- cat person. all the way.
- will think abt murdering someone they say they don't like cats
- little study dates
- lalalalala and okokokokok
- love language is quality time
- she js wants to hold u as she reads
- while u play with her hair or vice versa
- rambles abt her day while u js sit there, listen, and play with her hair
- will defend u in anything
- mione is my fav from the golden trio 🙏
a/n: CECE'S ALIVE !?!?!? yes he is!! and they r posting again (cue 2 months w/o posting) anyways, i got lazy and that's why it randomly got less (idk the words i'm turning nocturnal rn)
ALSO I WAS ADDING TAGS AND ??
#ron weasley#ron weasly x reader#ron weasly imagine#hp#golden trio#harry potter#harry ron hermione#hermione granger#hp golden era#i'm dying#writers block will kill me
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I had a dream last night that instead of the whole divorce plot rickshank rickdemption just ending with rick and summer and morty sitting on the couch watching interdimensional cable and he kissed them both on the cheek and it was adorable. Srry for the weird ask i just don’t have any friends who watch rnm and it made me rlly happy and I wanted to share lol
awww, that's so cute!
i love it when i have dreams about rick and morty (usually, haha). sometimes they're an absolutely terrifying gibberish mess.
i love sappy rick, AGHHHH- wholesome grandpa moment.
it kinda makes me think of that scene in "gotron jerrysis rickvangelion" where he kisses summer on the forehead.
his little boopas lolol. i think that would have been a lovely ending- or, at least a group hug. (although, i do love his little hug with beth right before the jerry argument. "never will, baby." gets me everytime.)
i'm a big supporter of the "we should have more solar-opposites-style family hugs in rick and morty" movement.
probably because i just invented the movement lmao.
thank you for sharing! <3
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I have a small confession to make hehe usually whenever i have a brainrot over a person/character/fandom, it lasts for a little while and then i move on(might come back to it at some point in the future based on how obsessed i was with it in the first place) and FOR THE FIRST TIME EVER my hasan brainrot is lasting a lot longer than any of my other brainrots thanks to you and toad🥺💖
i love my hasan brainrot and i appreciate both you and toad and both of urs writings💖
- 💎 (decided to be emotional and sentimental today lmao srry)
I so get you, we can be sappy together. Becuase I also go in and out of phases with my Brainrot, but Hasan here and he's here to stay. And I genuinely don't think that would have been possible if it weren't for people like you who send in their brainrots and engage with my random drabbles.
So thank you. 💙
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happier | dream
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summary: based off the song happier by olivia rodrigo!
pairing: dream x reader
warnings: angst, break ups, this is just fucking sad lmao, real names are used (srry not srry)
word count: 1.2k
a/n: i love olivia rodrigos new album i literally have not listened to anything else since it came out omfg😎 also i think i like this fic?? idk gimme some thoughts n feedback :)
We broke up a month ago
Your friends are mine, you know I know
You've moved on, found someone new
One more girl who brings out the better in you
And I thought my heart was detached
From all the sunlight of our past
But she's so sweet, she's so pretty
Does she mean you forgot about me?
"Hey guys! I've missed you all so much." I hug Sapnap tightly and move on to the next person I was greeting.
A "reunion" we were calling it, it'd been a year since the SMP ended and everyone wanted to get into touch again. It was bittersweet seeing everyone , it seemed like we'd grown up so much since then. Hell, I know I have.
"Hey darling, " I turn and see Niki, I missed her so much. We were the first female streamers on the SMP, she'd been my best friend. "How are you?"
"I'm good, really." I could see the sympathy in her eyes. I pretended not to notice when everyone did a double take when I walked into the room, they really thought I wasn't going to come today.
"That's good, I've missed you." She had a tight smile on her face. "You know he's coming today, right?"
I swallowed the lump in my throat, I knew someone was going to ask. It was fine, I had prepared myself for the questions and stares. It'd been 6 months, half a year, 6 damn full moons since we'd ended. We share the same friends, it was hard knowing they were going to pick sides, we both knew it wasn't going to be mine.
"Clay? Yeah, I know. Don't worry, we've both moved on. We're adults and I don't need to hide from him. We're friends!" I was lying through my fucking teeth. I saw his instagram posts, the subtweets, and everything else that had her named burned into it.
"Ok, I just wanted to check in. I know we all took the erm- break-up pretty hard." Her eyes avoided mine but I know she truly meant well by everything she was saying. "Anyway, I'm going to say hi to a few others. I really want us to talk more, ok?"
She squeezed my arm as she was walking off, I nodded my head even though I probably wouldn't be able to bring myself to message her after this.
I took a deep breath and eyed my other company. I was sticking out like a sore thumb, everyone was laughing and enjoying themselves. Honestly, it'd probably be best to make a cowardly dash before he showed up.
Just as I'd made up my mind, I saw it. The main doors opened and there they were. Well. Too damn late for that.
He was as tall and gorgeous as he was 6 months ago and she was stunningly perched on his arm. The worst part wasn't how goddamn good they looked, it was how you could just tell they were right. You could simply glance in their direction and tell she was nice and kind and he was completely devoted to her.
Oh, I hope you're happy
But not like how you were with me
I'm selfish, I know, I can't let you go
So find someone great, but don't find no one better
I hope you're happy, but don't be happier
Just like that, all the air in the room had been sucked out. I was doomed.
As he made his way around the room, his eyes finally found mine. His smile faltered and I could tell he was taken aback. I averted my eyes quickly, this was so stupid.
“Y/n! Hi!” I jumped as I heard his voice, sneaky little bastard. I forced my best smile on my face as I turned to face them. She was standing next to him, still arm in arm but she stayed silent.
“Hey! How’s it going.” I pressed my lips together, he seemed so… ok? His eyes no longer had those dark circles and the cuts on his knuckles look healed.
“I’m good! How about you?” He tilts his head, curious.
“I’m doing good, too. Pretty busy, but you know.” I nodded along to what I said, it wasn’t a complete lie.
Abruptly, she clears her throat and side eyes Clay, obviously wanting something. “Oh, right! This is Grace.”
“Hi, I’ve heard great things about you.” She smiles so warmly, she seems so great. I could feel the jealously sinking into my skin, it was suffocating.
“Hello, it’s really nice to meet you.” This time I really was lying. But I couldn’t tell her the truth. How I couldn’t let her boyfriend go.
And do you tell her she's the most beautiful girl you've ever seen?
An eternal love bullshit you know you'll never mean
Remember when I believed
You meant it when you said it first to me?
And now I'm pickin' her apart
Like cuttin' her down will make you miss my wretched heart
But she's beautiful, she looks kind
She probably gives you butterflies
She kept up the small talk with me. I learned she was an artist and slightly older than him. She taught art to kids on the weekends and her parents were still married. She even volunteered to help me move.
I noticed the rings she wore and thought about whether he gave them to her. If he gave her the same gifts he gave me. Maybe she knew too. Maybe she knew he took her to the same places we went. Did the same things, laughed at the same jokes. I hope she did.
But the conversation continued, and I kept searching for a flaw. Something to make him realize she wasn’t meant for him. Something I could point out and have my aha moment.
But she was perfect. And I had nothing that would make him pick me instead of her.
I wish you all the best, really
Say you love her, baby
Just not like you loved me
And think of me fondly when your hands are on her
I hope you're happy, but don't be happier
The music picked up again and they excused themselves to the dance floor. It was a sappy, corny love song. It fit them perfectly. I could see him whisper in her ear and rock her back forth to the beat. I could feel the tears welling up in my eyes.
As they swayed, I was hoping he was thinking of me. I hoped he would drop her right then and there and grab my hand and lead me out of this mess. I hoped he would lock eyes with me and pretend none of this happened. I hoped they weren't as happy as they looked.
I hope you're happy
Just not like how you were with me
I'm selfish, I know, can't let you go
So find someone great, but don't find no one better
I hope you're happy, but don't be happier
As I watched them, I swear every memory we shared came fleeting into my mind. Every smile, every laugh, every fight, everything. The way he’d let me wear his sunglasses in the car and the time we danced in the rain and we’re sick for days after.
As I watched them I wondered wether they were truly happy together. If he was in love, if he loved her more than he loved me. If he ever thought of me when he was with her.
I wonder if he watched me as I left.
#dreamwastaken#dream smut#dreamwastaken smut#dreamwastaken x reader#dreamnotfound#dream mcyt#dream team#dream x reader#mcyt#mcyt x reader#snapnap#georgenotfound#dream#dream fluff#dreamwastaken fluff#dream angst#mcyt imagine#mcyt angst#mcyt fluff
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HEART SHAPED COOKIES || yuuji itadori x f!reader (STREAMER!AU)
about: baking cookies on stream as your present for your boyfriend yuuji.
tags: streamer!au, fluff, valentine's day themed, aged up characters.
notes: i've been wanting to make a streamers!au for aages so i decided to write this up and see if y'all liked it! its not edited cause i wrote it in a day so srry. but if yall like it i could make a chaptered fic about how they met or simply more stuff in this au (can be with different characters and animes too!)
taglist - masterlist
The smell of chocolate fills your kitchen as you take the small heart shaped cookies out of the oven. “Oh my God, you guys! I wish you could smell them!” Your excited voice echoes in the room. Walking towards the little camera you had set up on the kitchen island, you can’t help but feel proud of yourself about how good the cookies seemed to have turned out.
“I’m sure that yours turned out great, Ninja451,” you say as you scan the chat of your stream, “I’ll check your stream in a sec, just let me place the tray down.” The little pink hearts in your oven mitts and apron match the color of the cookies you’ve just baked and although it is cheesy, you couldn’t help but to break into a smile.
You loved Valentine’s Day. The sugary sweet smell oozing from every store whenever you were out, the red and pink decor, the rom coms, the discounts on plushies - everything put you in such a happy mood.
And this loving season was going to be even more special. The reason? You were finally not single, your dry spell had finally worn off. Not only that, but this Valentine’s Day you were going to spend it with none other than Itadori Yuuji, your loving boyfriend of six months.
So that’s how you found yourself baking red velvet cookies on stream for him. Your viewers were living for this sappy gesture, and they had promised they wouldn’t post anything on twitter that could give the surprise gift away to your boyfriend. Last night, you had made Yuuji promise to stay away from your stream, but you couldn’t help but constantly check the chat just in case his username appeared.
“Now while they cool down on the rack, let’s get the cream cheese filling ready! I promise it’s a super duper easy recipe.” You exclaim, taking the ingredients for said filling out. “Now, those who are following along with me, I hope you remembered to take out the cream cheese and butter out of the fridge.” The second you say that, messages about people having forgotten that step flood the chat.
You chuckle at your viewers but reassure them that if they took their ingredients right now, you could do a small relationship Q&A while you washed some of the dirty bowls.
“Is Yuuji giving me a gift too?” That question seems to be the first one to repeat itself in the chat, “Well, I don’t know, Yuuji is very romantic and attentive all year round, so I'm not really concerned about if he decides to give me anything tonight.” That was a half truth - Yuuji was very demonstrative and affectionate as his default, but in the back of your mind, you were hoping for some kind of small gesture, seeing as this would be the first time in a long time in which you’d be spending the holiday with a special someone.
Bowls and spatulas clink together as you set them to dry in the drying rack, and you hope that the small microphone attached to your black and white gingham apron won’t pick up much of the noise. Your viewers usually came to your streams for what they call your “immaculate chill vibes” and that usually meant putting a bit more effort into your background and clothes. Like today was obviously a love themed stream, meaning everything was patterned with little hearts and cute stuff.
“When am I going to give the cookies to him?” Turning around to check the clock in one of the walls of your kitchen only for your eyes to widen in surprise, “Well, he’s supposed to be coming over at five and seeing that its ten for four and that we still gotta finish making the frosting, assembling the cookies, putting them in the special tin I bought him and-” You cut your panicked rant and let out a steading breath, “Let’s just say that we might have to rush a bit just so that I can have the surprise ready for him.”
Now, you’re in the middle of beating the filling for the little cookie sandwiches and talking about the first time you and Yuuji met up in real life, when you think you spot a familiar username saying something in your chat.
jujuyuuji: whatchu making there?
An audible gasp leaves your mouth and your hand drops the whisk you were holding. “Yuuji!” You exclaim, now your chat is going wild with emotes and exclamation points, “You promised you wouldn’t look! Get out before you see anything!”
You’re rushing to hide the cookies out of the frame of your camera, babbling about not giving him his present if he stays in your stream, when your phone starts ringing. A quick glance at your chat let’s you know that Yuuji seems to have left your chat, so you hurry to grab your phone and pick it up.
“Hello, pretty girlfriend!” Yuuji’s always cheerful voice greets you through the speaker on your phone. No matter how annoyed you are about him breaking his promise, a wide grin broke out in your face.
“Hello, traitorous boyfriend,” putting the call on speakerphone you set it on the countertop and decide to carry one with the gift. “Did you spoil your present? Are you on your way?” You ask while you mindlessly fill a piping bag with the sugary sweet cream.
“Hey, yeah, just wanted to let you know that.” The sound of buses and people in the background making you pull a face, “I’ll be there in forty, yeah?” The poor signal from his side of the call made all his words break up in between.
“Yuu, I can’t really hear you! Imma hang up, yeah? See you in a bit!” You say, one of your hands reaching to press the end call button as Yuuji uttered an “okay, I love you.” Letting out a relieved sigh as the tortuous noise of the call ended, you noticed that you accidentally had swiped some white frosting on the screen of your phone. “Urg, guys, my phone’s going to be so sticky now!”
After the call, although you were feeling a bit bummed that Yuuji had possibly spoiled the surprise for himself, you sped up the process of assembling the cookies, dusting them with powdered sugar on top and then carefully arranging the dozen on the metal tin you had ordered online.
“Ok chat, this is the plan,” You say as you wipe the counter clean from any crumbs or sugar, “I need to go change and then set up before my pink haired man arrives, so…” You fumble with the camera so now the frame shows from your chest and up, and smile at the chat that’s begging you to not end the stream, “Okay, I’m not going to end the stream ‘cause I want y’all to see Yuuji’s reaction to the cookies we’ve made! So I'm going to leave you guys with some cute tunes and my break screen for a few minutes while I get everything ready.”
Once you’ve turned off your camera and microphone, you play your usual playlist of copyright free lo-fi music. You’re relieved that you were used to cleaning as you cooked because now the kitchen wasn’t in a complete state of chaos.
However, when you reach your bedroom and take one look at yourself in the mirror, you realize that that couldn’t be said about your state. Your makeup feels cakey against your skin thanks to the heat from your oven and even though you were wearing an apron, red food coloring had found a way to stain your shirt.
Thank Gods you had already laid out your favorite outfit beforehand because now getting ready would just mainly consist of reapplying your makeup, brushing your teeth and getting your apartment ready. Once you were walking out of the bathroom, now freshly changed and with your makeup redone, you decide to set a ten minute alarm on your phone just in case, before checking your appearance in the long mirror in your hall.
You had chosen a simple red velvet dress that had a short turtleneck and a flowy circle skirt, paired it up with a few bits of jewelry and topped it off with red lipstick. You were feeling confident in both your baking and looks, which only made you more excited to see your boyfriend.
Yuuji and you both had unusual work schedules seeing as you were both streamers - Yuuji was more of a gaming streamer that also had a banter podcast with your friends Megumi and Nobara, and you were more of a chatting and reacting streamer. Your jobs kept you both very busy well into the night, which meant you also slept well until midday, so you mostly hanged out on stream or over on private voice calls.
That’s why getting everything just right for your date tonight was so special. You hung loads of fairy lights all through the kitchen and living room and laid soft blankets on your coach, ready for a Ghibli movie marathon.
The buzzing of your doorbell makes you stop fussing with the small rose petals that you were laying across your kitchen island for your viewers to see when you came back to your stream. Hurrying up to stick your microphone in your turtleneck, you started your stream again, your anxious chat welcoming you back. “I just heard the doorbell, guys!”
You press the button on one of the walls of your kitchen, ”Hello?” you speak into the little buzzer thing. Yuuji’s sweet voice greets you and without saying another word, you buzz him upstairs.
“Ok, chat, I’m going to sign off properly right now, so that when Yuuji comes, you can see his reaction and then say I can just say a quick goodbye.” You explain as you set up the camera a bit higher so that Yuuji’s long frame won't be cut off. “Thank you so so much for tuning in for this Valentine’s Day special bake along, I hope you all enjoyed it and I would love to see the cookies you made so you can just tag me whenever and I’ll make sure to check them up after my date,” You wiggle your eyebrows at the last word, making your chat laugh along with your playful suggestiveness, “Oh, I think he’s here!”
Even after six months, your stomach always seemed to do somersaults whenever you were about to see your boyfriend. You brush the velvet of your dress before opening the door, and you are met with honey colored eyes and pink blushing cheeks from the cold that matched Yuuji’s pink hair.
You threw your arms around his neck, making him chuckle and wrap his own around your middle. “Hello, pretty! Happy Valentine’s Day!” He mumbled into the crook of your neck where he was nuzzling his nose. His arms tightened around you and you let yourself relax into the comfort of his warmth, breathing deeply to catch a whiff of his usual perfume - Yuzy and Magnolia flower.
After a few seconds, you remember that you were still streaming and removed yourself from his arms. You flashed him an excited smile and gave him a short peck on the lips, thinking about how even the smallest interactions between you two always seemed to break the internet and find themselves into clip compilations on youtube. “Hello, handsome.”
He’s wearing an oversized dusty pink polo necked shirt above a white thermal shirt that hugs his lovely toned arms just right, and a pair of big black cargo pants. You swoon at the effort he seems to have put into his outfit, even though you would have felt the same if he was wearing swimming trunks and a shirt full of holes. “Come say hi to the chat! They’ve been waiting all day for the Jujuyuuji to get his present!”
Grabbing his hand and leading him towards the counter where the red tin decorated with light brown teddy bears was sitting. You gesture to it and he gasps in surprise, “Oh my God, baby! What 's this?” He chuckles and gives a little wave to the camera.
“You don’t have to act surprised, Yuu… Be honest to the chat, did you cheat and peaked at your surprise?” His face seems to fall in confusion, making his eyebrows furrow in an adorable way.
“What? I did not do such a thing!” He exclaims and you lift an eyebrow in response.
“Well I have the receipts! I can pull up the exact moment where you joined the stream a few hours ago!” His face is still as confused, and now, so is yours. Yuuji wears his heart on his face, so you believe his confusion. “Could it be that someone stole your username or something?”
“I don’t know, but I swear I didn't do it! I didn’t touch my PC at all today ‘cause I was outside making you,” he starts saying as he rummages through his backpack,”this!” He pulls out a freshly stuffed BuildABear that’s dressed identically to him. You take it out of his hands and smother it into your chest.
“Yuuji!” You cry out, blushing from the gesture, “It’s adorable! Thank you! Now please open your present! Chat saw all the blood, sweat and tears - I mean love, that went into it.”
Yuuji’s slender fingers gently open the tin with the care you would handle a newborn child and lets out an excited sound at its contents.”No way! You made these? For me?” The gesture is too much for his excitable heart, so he decides to simply put down your gift and pulls you in for a kiss. He kisses you with his full force and licks into your mouth like an adorable puppy. You have to tap the side of his arm when you start feeling light headed from the lack of oxygen. “Can I have these now? He asks.
“Of course! Tonight we will have sweets for dinner!” He gasps at the idea and mutters:
“Well then, come back here then.”
thank you for reading! please remember to reblog and i made a post with the recipe for the cookies the reader makes here!
#itadori yuuji x reader#yuuji x reader#jjk x reader#itadori yuuji#yuuji itadori#jjk fluff#jujutsu kaisen#nappingwithyuuji
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Hey I'm back from the dead or I guess... Still dead. Srry, I haven't felt motivated posting cause I got corona. Yhup💀
Anyway-it's late, got inspired from nowhere and had to draw my Maid AU. It's a little sketch but- my heart :-:
Idk i feel so sappy-
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Headcanon: penpal Jaemin includes little polaroid pictures in each letter he sends (srry I'm in a sappy mood🙉)
Okay but why is this literally so cute!! Omg yes!! And if you send any to him he’ll pin them on his wall/mirror so he can see them whenever he wants!!
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You lost me at fairy of shampoo 💀💀💀. What group do you think is underrated and why do you think they are -💜
srry ionn like it 😭
i think day6 is underrated as hell! stray kids too! i also think txt is also underrated in a way-- NCT TOO
day6 underrated bc hello?? they’re one of the few korean boy BANDS out here and their music is so nice and nostalgic--they give me justin timberlake vibes you know when he used to make all that sappy shit when we was little 😂 plus the members cute and adorable as hell!
stray kids underrated bc people don’t like how quote on quote “noisy’ their music is, so they don’t support them much. honestly i love their music and i can bop and shake my ass to any one of their songs LMAOO and they all sexy as hell!
txt underrated bc when they first debuted all people wanted to do was compare them to BTS (honestly, shit was annoying asf and they still do) and whenever txt does something they always be like “well bts did ___ or ___ better” . so whenever txt doesn’t reach their standards they just block them out. or,, people think txt is too hyped bc they’re under bighit so they don’t give them a chance at all. (tbh idc what no one says, crown will always be legendary)
Nct underrated bc bro,, THEY MAKE STRAIGHT BANGERS AND WIN LITTLE TO NO AWARDS like brooo!! when i tell you nct has hit after hit no one listens to me. I put my friend(non kpop stan) onto regular and she loved it. they make so many good songs with hype ass beats that they don’t get acknowledged for and it kills me !!!
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im watching the projared explanation vid rn n i'm gonna keep adding to this as i watch. think of this as like real-time commentary? even tho it’s not real-time at all like i’m just pausing the video to make lil comments. here’s vid btw.
but geez it'd be weird if all he did was cheat (like it's icky i’m def against cheating... but how would that matter to you if it doesn't involve u personally?).
TLDR (this was written after the fact):
i’m rly leaning towards believing him about not doing the underage stuff. and i wished i had listened to my initial gut on that. i could care less about exchanging nudes with fans if they were 18+. i also could care less about any relationship drama.
anyways i watched all of it and wrote a LOT. it’s kinda interesting (not rly) to see my opinion change over the course of the writing? i was really tearing into jared at first ahaha. but i’m putting it under a readmore. it’s not written well at all so read if you dare...
just started watching. first of all i will say it feels very scripted (is he lying/acting/performing? or is it just well thought out??) idk and LOL at him purposely looking unshaven and like a mess... like THAT was at least on purpose and makes me immediately not rly trust him? but idk i can't actually judge him based on this rly... then again what a sappy fucking thumbnail.
aw geez IT'S LIKE HE'S DOIN A REG COMEDY VIDEO like stop acting dude? i know he's... well he’s weird and seems like a very “scripted” person if that makes sense? but... it's just a rly weird move to try and make a "here's the real story/apology" video this way. not how i’d do it at all (and i’ve been there to a much lesser degree so)...
oh and i know he's SUPER mad at the two (at the time) underage ppl? and justifiably so if they lied. but idk his claim that the only reason for them to remove their accusation posts was "bc they held no water and they knew the timing was right to safely do the most damage"? uh dude you're one of the more well known youtubers like IMAGINE all the ppl that were harassing these guys? well at least they were both lgbtq etc and the gaming community has a traditionally open mind about that (sarcasm).
btw i kinda hate the term "the tea" too? soo much. but just bc it's another appropriated term white kids overuse... but even still i probably wouldn't have opened up a vid like this... well i'll just say it...
was he straight up pointing the finger at gay ppl etc for harassing him n bein shallow n only enjoying the drama etc? like idKKK it just felt like he was calling out sassy gay ppl ONLY like why did he even say that??
yeah bc straight white gamer dudes NEVER gossip about drama. they NEVER act shallow. dude ur fanbase is like... some of the most shallow, gossipy ppl out there. i can't TELL you how many AWFUL videos i watched of your fans n other youtbers talking about you. and how... INSANE? it was? that they only rly called you out for "cheating on your cute wife" bc the accusations of underage shit n manipulation yeah nbd! but god forbid you cheat on your "attractive cosplay wife".
srry i'm rly tearing him apart here... i'm not meaning to. almost every gaming personality has shit fans. even i? me. a nobody. have to double check new followers to see if they're nazis etc? it's so common... anyways i'm not actually damning him in any way yet even if i'm bringing up so many lil issues i have w this vid lol srry?
btw i used to follow his tumblr. there was WEIRD shit going on, esp right before it shut down. like the "i got hacked" thing seems really convinient? IDK srry it's just my gut but he reminds me of sociopaths etc i used to be friends with. how he explains things and talks... like they all sound a lil like dennis from always sunny? idk my gut is tellin me he's full of shit i'm sorry. gonna keep watching.
wait he really WAS hacked? i mean i guess i believed he was hacked at first bc the guy posting awful shit and claiming to be a pro-hacker was... well he was too crazy to be made up. a real fucking maniac loser.
as time is going on, unless all of this stuff is fabricated? he seems ro have found a crazy amount of proof that he didn't do the underage stuff. like... maybe the weird vibes he gave off is this stuff drove him insane? like... i’ve been friends with/dated quite a few fucked up, gaslighting assholes? trying to figure out what the fuck is going on can drive you a little nuts.
he's kinda winning me over here a lil... again if the underage/manipulation stuff is untrue? i could care less about the other stuff. and i LOVE ross? but srry... who cares about that other stuff...
to explain what changed my mind: most ppl that he reminds me of are sociopaths etc. or rather, people that really fucked my life up. so i have a lotta baggage regarding them? and they're bigger in my mind than the other types. i won't lie the way he explains things and argues points REALLY bugs me? but i know ppl like that who are good people. or at least not psychopaths. immature, basic idiots at the worst (not that im callin HIM an idiot). anyways that alone doesn't make him guilty. watchin more now.
i was about to bring up that its actually really... cool? that he's focusing on the underage shit rather than the cheating/drama? bc thats all that needs to be explained rly? but LOL he just got to the "game grumps" part n in losing it. am i rly about to drown in this drama? fuck dude lol noooooo....
okay finished it. fuck man idk i feel stupid. right at the start i even was like "noooo he couldn't have!" but the underage stuff is like... like that shit makes my brain boil n stop working n go into “ill kill him” mode. and jared was so silent and so i figured he was doing damage control (ignoring it until it went away) rather than research to show people this was all fake/getting legal advice?
i kinda think he didn't do any of the real icky shit. i still get a vibe he might be a weirdo. and i don't think heidi necessarily made ALL of that stuff up? and i could care less that he was getting sexually involved w his fans like even I have been flirted with due to running a game gif blog (god knows why). and like FUCK it's so normalized for ppl in bands to sleep w fans? so why on EARTH would people think youtube gamerz are “too good for that”? anyways...
my point is, i think i mighta been wrong about him n the underage stuff. idk what to believe about the other stuff? the only thing i know for sure is that ross o'donovan is a very sweet n nice guy. and i'm so glad the drama between him and jared was imagined. it was prob just shitty to have fans ask him about it over and over...
okay lol if you just read all of this please go do something more fun and interesting now lol! i'm gonna put this all under a readmore and put a tldr on it! and... go to bed bc fuck its 2am OOPS!
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Moving In
The Good Doctor
Neil Melendez x autistic & white! female reader
Warning: little break down in the middle
Specifics: romance, fluff, one-shot, autistic reader
People: neil melendez, audrey lim
Words: 1,446
Requested: By @the-gang-makes-a-tmblr (cannot tag) Oh okay it was neil and reader moving into his place as the next step in the relationship.
Authors Note: im very sappy today i guess lol this turned out verrrrryyyyyyy fluffy which is my fav. again for the millionth time to all u darlings im so srry for the wait! ༼ ༎ຶ ෴ ༎ຶ༽
As you looked at all your things that were packed in your old apartment you remembered when Neil had asked you to move in with him.
It was another day in the hospital, you and him were working on a patient in surgery. As you were stitching Neil just popped the question, being truly genuine. “So I was thinking, would you like to move to the next level and move in with me?” You were in shock. Your mouth hanging open at the thought that you and Neil would be with each other almost 24/7. You do love Neil and this is what you wanted, you wanted to move to the next level. You were just scared, scared that maybe it was heading too fast, that it was changing. Maybe change was good. With your hands coated in blood you made sure not to touch Neil’s face as you brought yourself to kiss him. “Of course I’ll move in with you. I love you.”
Neil gave you a look of adornment, searching your eyes. “Okay then its settled. I’ll help you move.” He gave you another quick kiss and smiled, his dimples showing.
“Wow,” Audrey said as she cleaned herself since the surgery ended.
“What?”
“I’m just surprised,” she shrugged. You felt odd talking to her about your relationship with Neil. You know that the two of them have history with each other and you didn’t want any harsh feelings. “Didn’t see this coming.”
“You and me both,” you laughed. “But I feel this is the right step. I do love him and do want to spend the rest of my life with him so I think we’re going in the right direction.”
Audrey nodded, “just make sure its what you want and its not going too fast for you.”
You smiled, the excitement overwhelming you as you stashed everything in boxes and taped it up. Calling Neil on the phone you tell him your done and you can tell he is equally as excited as you. He is really happy about this and that makes you feel overjoyed and it makes you feel you are doing the right thing.
“Well I’m coming over there now, talk to you later babe. Love you.”
You chuckled and kissed the phone, “love you more.”
You waited for him and he did end up there at your house. You didn’t have a lot of items to move since you didn’t live in such an extravagant home. It was just a tiny apartment for all your necessities. As you loaded things into his car you felt the happiness and just the feeling like you were on top of the world.
You wrapped your arms around Neil’s broad shoulders, “I con’t believe we’re doing this.”
Neil kissed your forehead, “I know, but I couldn’t be happier. I want to spend my life with you, I want to be with you. I’m just excited to have you in my arms when we sleep and for me to make you breakfast every morning.”
You giggled at that and so did he, “or well try to do it every morning.”
You hugged him and placed your head on his chest, “I know we’ll be happy. I can’t wait for all those things too.” You kissed his neck and gave him a beaming smile. “C’mon then, lets go to your house!”
“Our house.”
Leading him into the car, you hop right in, “right, our house.”
You were in awe of his house. It was way more high tech and big than your tiny apartment. You were amazed about everything. Feeling like a princess or a queen you were humble and acknowledged that you didn’t deserve such nice things like this. But Neil came in and reassured you that you did deserve these things and that they belonged to you now as well. You felt you were rich, this was totally going to be a new experience.
As you two cleaned the house and got set into emptying the boxes a song came on the radio that Neil loved.
“Oh wow, an oldy.” He chuckled as he stood up and put his hand out to you. “Would you like to dance, my beautiful lady?”
You bit your lip and nodded, “I would love to dance, good sir.”
The song To Be Loved was on. You two slow danced in the empty space that soon would be filled with your things and his combined. Neil started to sing to you, “To be loved to be loved ohhhhh what a feeling to be loved.” He sang these lyrics to you, his eyes looking in your eyes. You smiled, the last part where it cuts a little for the music, Neil dips you. Your cheeks turning into a bright pink, being this close to him. He puts his hands on your soft cheeks and brings his lips to yours. You bring your hands to his hair and push him deeper to kiss you. Your lips move in sync like if they too were dancing. “I love you y/n.”
“I love you more.”
You two ordered pizza and drank wine as you were almost finished with unpacking. As you two were taking a break where Neil was watching tv while you made dessert you stared at all your items placed in their own rightful place. Your heart started to beat fast and you were starting to have a break down. Your autism was getting the better of you. You were starting to panic to not understand and in that moment reality set in. Your world to you was moving too fast, you were scared. Your cheeks started to flush and tears started to pour out of your eyes. Neil was not alarmed until you dropped a baking pan on the floor causing a loud noise.
Neil turned his head towards you, “hey babe what happened - hey, hey whats wrong?” He was deeply concerned, by your side in seconds. His strong arms wrapped themselves around you. You cried more into his chest, feeling embarrassed and a disappointment, a nuisance. “Its okay, talk to me. Whats wrong?” He looked at your face, wiping your tears away as he kissed both your cheeks.
“I just feel maybe this is moving too fast.” You thought Neil would be irate with you but he was calm and understanding. He nodded, “alright, now when did you start to feel this?”
“Just now, I think I was having a panic attack or something.”
“Did you feel this way this morning?” You shook your head at his question. “No, I was happy, excited. I want this.”
“You just got scared for a minute there?”
You nodded as you bit your lips, “I want his more than anything Neil. I just, reality set in and terrified me.” Neil brought you into an embrace and kissed the top of your head. “Its okay to be scared, I get scared too. Change is sometimes terrifying, to not know whats going to happen. But sometimes in life, in order to live it, sometimes we need to take a leap of faith. I’m proud of you for doing this and for accomplishing something this huge, you should be proud of yourself too. Also, just because we’re living together doesn’t mean you have to do everything I do. I won’t force you to do anything, heck not even sleep in my bed. Its on your terms, whatever makes you feel comfortable.”
You felt so happy with Neil. For once you were in a relationship where someone understood, someone cared for you. He knew the hardships of being you, with autism, life was difficult sometimes but he knows how to get you through it. “If its alright with you,” you said your voice going back to normal and you being excited again. “I would like to sleep in your bed.” Your cheeks were red, feeling bashful to ask him this. Neil gave you a warm smile and kissed you, “of course baby.”
All the boxes got unpacked and you were finally moved in with him. It was a hard day but there were more good things then bad. You two ended up taking a shower together and watching a movie in his bed.
Your head was on his chest, his arms wrapped around you. You cuddled with him as you made small patterns on his chest with your soft fingers. “Thanks babe, for all this.” You whispered to Neil as you gave small pecks to his neck. Neil smiled and kissed your hand, “no problem sweetheart, I’m happy you moved in. I can’t wait for our days together.”
“I know its gonna be great.”
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Slow dance. One shot eddie brock x reader
Tbh
I got a funny idea. A little one shot.
What if you was dating eddie right?
And eddie didn't know how to tell you how he felt truly and honestly. because he hasn't been in the dating scene in a while and he's nervous a bit and him and the symbiote are kinda arguing about what to say and do.
And you overhear it a bit not enough to really tell what they are saying. But eddie is literally arguing with himself and its kinda hilarious to you.
But here the kick.
You come out all beautiful. Your hair done. And your makeup on point. Fancy heels/or flats if you dont like heels.
Beautiful. Drop dead gorgeous.
Eddie is just in awe.
And the symbiote goes over to your stereo and starts trying to play sexy and sappy 80s love songs.
Eddie is blushing a thousand shades red but also annoyed as heck with the symbiote.
"Asshole" he mutters.
"What?" You say.
"Oh nothin. It's ok. Y/N . We just uh was havin a lil conversation with our symbiote pal here" *eddie lightly slaps his shoulder, sending a slight ripple through his shirt. *
Eddie walks over to the radio to turn it off but the symbiote walks eddie towards you.
You stand real close. Very close. Not that you haven't before. It just caught you of guard this time.
Eddie says
"Y..you just look beautiful tonight. And we just wanted to tell ya how much you make us happy Y/N, and we are glad we met you. That all we wanted to tell you. Honest from the bottom of our heart. "
Your eyes light up and smile.
You look up at eddie.
And hold him close.
You continued the night slow dancing in the living room.
Sure it wasn't much of a second date. But you were with eddie. And that's all that matters.
And he wouldn't want it any other way.
♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡
(Srry if i haven't wrote anything for a while)
This is mostly movieverse Eddie brock but it can be any Eddie brock you want.
#venom#eddie brock#vennie#eddiebear#venom trash#self ship#self shipping#self insert#venom movie#movieverse eddie brock#x reader#eddie brock x reader#venom x reader#drabbles#one shot
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