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Eddie's Best Friend pt 2 - Gareth Emerson x Fem!Reader

Part 1

Summary: Movie night with Gareth and Eddie.

Warnings: Fluff, flirting, insecurity if you squint really really hard. I think that's it.

WC: 2K ish

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It was nearing 5:30 when you heard the familiar rumble of Eddie's van speeding down your street with the too loud metal music blasting from it's speakers. You were dressed in your favorite sweater and a pair of running shorts. Your hair was pulled into a bun and your face was free of most makeup, save for some mascara and chapstick.

"Are you gonna be weird right now?" You asked, slinging the door to Eddie's van open, still unsure of his tone from the music shop.

"I don't know what you mean." He replied, raising a brow at you as you settled in.

You glared at him and sighed, deciding not to fool with him about it. "Can I ask you something, Eds?"

He could tell your tone was a bit more serious than usual so he straightened slightly. "Yeah, of course."

"Is Gareth a good guy? Like is he worth pursuing? Cause I know you know I'm crushing on him." You turned to face him, resting your head against the seat.

Eddie smiled and nodded. "He's one of the best dudes I know. And I happen to know he's crushing back because we had no plans to hang out tonight until he decided he wanted to have you over. Don't tell him I told you that."

You smiled, a small giggle escaping you as you pulled the seatbelt on. "Either you're a bad secret keeper or I really am your best friend."

Eddie glared at you playfully before slamming the gas and exiting your neighborhood.

You pulled up to a nice looking house with a detached garage. "Am I crazy for being nervous?"

"No. But, if you guys start making out I'm leaving." He cut the engine and looked over at you.

"Eddie, really? What do you take me for?"

"I'm your best friend. You're really asking me that after you've told me all about your-"

"Enough." You put your hands up, shaking your head at him. "Fine." You added before jumping out of the van and waiting for Eddie around front.

He joined you and lead you to the house, knocking as he opened the door. "Guests of honor have arrived!" He called as he entered.

"Kitchen!" Gareth called back as the refrigerator door closed.

You trailed behind Eddie, gripping the cuffs of the sweater as you did so.

"What movies did you get?" Eddie asked, propping himself against the kitchen island.

"Nightmare on Elm Street and Gremlins from Family video, and then I've got a few around here we can watch if you want." Gareth answered before making eye contact with you. "Hey, can I give you the tour?"

You went slightly wide eyed as the sudden question but quickly smiled. "Yeah. That'd be great."

He reached for your hand, pulling you from behind Eddie. "Oh, hey. Pizza should be here soon. Cash is there if we're not back." He pointed to the counter where a twenty dollar bill sat.

Eddie smirked and nodded. "Have fun."

You giggled as Gareth pulled your deeper into the house.

"Alright, so this is the den, where we'll watch the movies, and the bathroom is over there." He pointed to a closed door before leading you up the stairs.

"Awe, is this baby Gareth?" You asked, admiring a few photos that were hung there.

He blushed and tugged you gently away. "We're going to ignore those." He chuckled as he topped the stairs.

"You were a cutie." You pouted, pulling him towards you in a moment of bravery. "Still are too."

Gareth blushed brighter and looked down at you. "Yeah? You too, Sugar."

You blushed now, hiding your face in his chest.

He chuckled and wrapped his arms around you. "C'mon. Let me show you the rest of the place." He kept an arm around your shoulders and he pointed out the guest room and his sisters rooms before getting to his. The door was covered in stickers and song lyrics. It told you a lot about him and his parents. They accepted their son and loved him for who he was.

He pushed the door open and lead you inside, flipping the light on. "You can sleep in here tonight, if you want. Eddie usually takes the guest room across the hall. I can take the couch or one of my sisters beds." He said, looking around like he'd never seen his room before.

"No way. I'm not kicking you out of your bed. I'll take the couch, or we can share at the very least." You stated, coming to stand in front of him. "Actually, I wouldn't mind the second option."

He smiled down at you and nodded. "Yeah? I think I'm on board with that, under one condition."

You raised your eyebrows at him, prompting him to continue.

"You gotta play with my hair. It makes me all relaxed." He said, his face flushing again.

You giggled and nodded. "You got yourself a deal."

"Pizza's here! Keep your clothes on!" Eddie yelled up the stairs, making the two of you laugh and break away from one another.

You found yourself back downstairs, sitting on the counter with a beer in one hand and a slice of pizza in the other. "You're really spoiling me. Eddie didn't get me pizza and beer until our fourth jam sesh."

Eddie rolled his eyes and flipped you off. "The strays keep coming around if you feed them."

"That's why you kept coming to my place then, huh?"

Gareth laughed at this and scooted closer to you, his arm resting on your thigh.

"There you go bullying me again." Eddie sighed dramatically before downing the rest of the bottle, only to replace it quickly with a new one.

You finished off your slice and jumped down from the counter. "I'm going to the bathroom, then I'll be in the den when you decide to join me, gentlemen." You said, walking in the direction of the bathroom.

"Don't touch the recliner! It's mine!" Eddie called after you. Once you were out of earshot he turned to Gareth. "Did you kiss her?" He asked, raising his eyebrows.

"No, dude. I didn't wanna be pushy." Gareth answered, rolling his eyes.

Eddie nodded and tipped the bottle, pouring the amber liquid into his mouth. "Don't hurt her, ya know? She's like my baby sister and I feel like I have to tell you that. I love her, and she deserves happy."

Gareth understood, having two younger sisters of his own. "I don't think I'd be able to forgive myself if I did. I've known her a day and I feel like I can't live without her."

Eddie nodded, chuckling. "She's got that effect."

"You guys coming?" You called, settling onto the couch.

"Yeah!" Eddie replied, pushing off of the counter to join you, Gareth close behind.

Gareth started the movie and settled next to you, but not too close. He didn't want to make you uncomfortable.

As the movie played you gravitated towards Gareth. First you grabbed his arm at one of the jump scares, soon followed by his hand. He couldn't help but to notice how you'd squeezed him from time to time so he snuck his arm around your shoulder, pulling you into his side. You hid your face in his shoulder and gently made your way to his lap. He maneuvered your bodies to so that he was laying down, facing the TV and you were facing him, arms wrapped tightly around him.

"I got you, Sugar." He whispered into your ear before pressing a small kiss there.

This sent shivers up your spine and you fisted his shirt as you looked up at him.

He was focused on the movie and rubbing small circles on you back.

You reached up, planting a small kiss to his jaw before tucking your face into his neck. You felt his chest vibrate with a chuckle as he tilted his head down slightly, keeping you close.

"I know we've only watched one movie, but I worked 60 hours this week and it's only Thursday, so I'm gonna head to bed, cool?" Eddie asked as the credits rolled over the screen.

You nodded and moved to stand. "I'm not far behind you, I swear." You chuckled, wrapping your arms around Eddie's lanky frame. "Goodnight, love you." You pressed a kiss to his cheek.

"Goodnight, love you. If Gareth gets too handsy I'm sure he showed you my room." Eddie smirked before kissing your forehead.

You both laughed before letting each other go.

"Night, dude." Gareth said, waving him off.

"Night." And then Eddie disappeared into the darkness of the stairs.

Gareth reached up and pulled you into him to straddle his lap. "Hi."

You giggled and relaxed into him, resting your head on his chest. "Hi."

Gareth blushed sighed. "Can I ask you something?" He sounded a bit more serious as his hands rubbed up and down your sides.

You nodded, sitting up more to face him.

"I just have to ask for my sake. You and Eddie, it's just... It's nothing right? He says you're like his sister and I want to pursue you, but I wanna make sure you're not like holding out for him." His eyes held fear for the answer, scared you'd tell him you had feelings for Eddie.

"Gare, me and Eddie are strictly platonic. Brother and sister. I love him, but not like that. You have nothing and no one to worry about." You rested your hands on the sides of his face and looked into his eyes. "I promise."

He leaned towards you, connecting your lips gently and his hands wound around your back. "Can I take you out sometime?" He looked at you, absolute awe on his face.

You nodded, moving to stand. "I'd like that." You pulled him up and towards the stairs.

"What are we doing?" He chuckled quietly as you pulled him through the dark house.

"I wanna lay down." You pouted, opening his bedroom door and pulling him in.

He wrapped his arms around you and pulled you down onto the bed with him. "Fine but you're cuddling me."

"I can do that. Do you have a thinner shirt I can borrow, by chance?" You pushed a few strands of hair away from his face.

He nodded, reaching up to kiss you before moving from the bed. "You know, it's only borrowing if you give it back." He stated, looking over at you as he opened his closet.

You shrugged as he tossed a plain grey t shirt your way. "I might." You said as you stood, turning so your back faced him as you stripped your sweater off.

He sucked in a breath, looking at your naked back. He walked over, pressing a kiss to the base of your neck before you pulled the shirt down.

"Hi." You voice was soft as your turned to look at him.

"Hi." He replied, settling his hands on your hips. "You ready to lay down, Sugar?"

You nodded and sat on the bed, propping yourself on the pillow as Gareth shed his jeans, leaving him in a t shirt and his boxers. You opened the blanket and urged him to lay on your chest before covering the two of you.

He was settled between your legs, arms wrapped loosely around your waist, head on your boobs like a pillow.

One of your hands was in his hair, scratching lightly at his scalp as you hummed, the other rubbed up and down his back.

Gareth was the most comfortable he's ever been and he fell asleep quickly like that, you not far behind.

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withahappyrefrain · 2 years

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It's mansplain, manipulate Monday, and I think this deserves a prequel to how he got her manager's number and how they started dating because just from their chemistry, you can tell she played hard to get.

But this is only if you want to, please don't feel pressured. Your writing is incredible and you are extremely talented.

Hell yeah I want to make a backstory for a smutty drabble. 16+! Mob!Peter and very suggestive.

You Ain't Nothing (but a dog)

Summary: You never meant to get into modeling. You also never meant to get tangled up with Peter Parker. But sometimes life has a funny way of working out.

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You never meant to get into modeling. It wasn't something you dreamed about doing. For starters, you were no Cindy Crawford.

But you were a poor college student who needed money. Joining your friend for a shoot that would cover half of your monthly rent sounded much better than waiting tables.

Apparently the 'in look' had changed. Cindy's face was out, your's was in. So you continued it because being able to pay off your student debt was a pretty sweet deal.

When it became a full time job, you're not quite sure. It was definitely after graduation and you were still unsure if you wanted to get your master's. So you figured, why not model for a few years and save up?

You didn't mind it. You had made some friends along the way, found a decent company to manage you. You were even able to go from magazine photoshoots to billboards.

Never in a million years did you expect that a billboard would be why you crossed paths with Peter Parker.

Much less be how he became your husband.

"Miles, make 'em hold still, will ya?" Peter never understood why they always tried to squirm away.

They should have paid on time if they wanted to avoid this.

Finally satisfied with his punches, he removed the now bloodied brass knuckle from his hand. He noticed some blood had gotten on the sleeve of his shirt.

That would need to be dry cleaned.

"You have until Friday to pay up. Then I won't be as nice." He motioned for Miles to follow him out of the building.

"That was you being nice?" His protege asked.

Peter chuckled, "I let the bastard live, didn't I?"

"I'll bring the car around," Miles knew better than to question Peter's methods.

Peter rolled up the sleeves of his shirt as he waited, thinking of who else he needed to pay a 'visit' today.

He didn't know why he decided to look around the parking lot, but he's thankful he did.

Because there you were.

Or well, a picture of you.

You were stunning. From your bright eyes to the slope of your nose to the curve of your smile.

Fuck, he had to see you in person.

Luckily he had connections.

"Where to next boss?" Miles asked as Peter got in the car.

"I need you to help me with some research."

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You were a pretty private person. The only public social media you had was filled with pictures of sights and food and occasionally animals. Not of your face.

That was smart. You kept a low profile. Peter liked that.

Though, it was frustrating he couldn't see more pictures of you.

Luckily for Peter, your coworkers weren't as private.

"This Watson girl definitely models with her," Miles pulled up a picture showing a redhead with other girls leaning in, posing with smiles and peace signs. Peter immediately spotted you in the photo.

Fuck, you were stunning with no makeup and minimal effort. A true beauty.

Peter stared at the various photos you were tagged in before clearing his throat, "So these are great. But I'm trying to see her in person."

"So I can tell you what we're not going to do, which is slide into her DM's. I know you don't know what that means, but trust me, it is not the vibe we're going for," Miles explained, "But I do believe I've found her manager."

"And you're certain this is her manager because....."

"Her, the Watson, and Brandt girl all follow each other. They also all follow this guy, Mark, who literally says in their profile they manage for a modeling company. And when I pulled up her Venmo, Watson Venmoed her and Brandt for 'Mark's bday gift'."

"This is why I keep you around," Peter grinned, "You got his number?"

Miles pulled out a sticky note that had a ten number digit written, "So you just gonna call the dude and say you want to go out on a date with one of his clients?"

Peter scoffed, "Please. May raised me better than that. Tell Felicia I need her to pick up and deliver a few gifts."

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"Tell me again how this isn't the same thing as escorting? Because it sounds like escorting."

Your manager, Mark, sighed, "He just wants to get to know you and discuss a potential business deal over dinner."

You motioned to the huge vase of flowers that were delivered to you this afternoon, "Business deal?"

"People get flowers all the time."

You picked up the red Cartier box, opening it to reveal a diamond bracelet that you're pretty certain cost more than your college tuition.

"Business deal, huh?" You repeated.

"If you don't want it, I'll take it," your friend and coworker Gina said without looking up from the magazine she was reading.

Who the hell even was this guy? Peter Parker? What kind of name was that?

You weren't stupid. You knew damn well what a business deal over dinner entailed.

He was hoping to get into your pants by the end of the night.

"Look, you're going to a public place, Bella's, and-"

"He's taking you to Bella's? Don't you need to make reservations three months in advance?" Gina interrupted.

"You just need to have dinner with him. That's all."

"You told him I would go?!"

"I told the woman who works for him and dropped off these gifts," Mark paused, "Because she was very scary and intimidating, I did not want to upset her."

"See Y/N? He employs women, he can't be all that bad," Gina commented.

You were all for intimidating women. Just not when it landed you an unwanted date.

Which is how you found yourself outside of the city's most exclusive and expensive restaurants, about to embark on the weirdest blind date.

The date wasn't supposed to start until seven, but you arrived forty minutes early. You had to be first, you couldn't give this Peter Parker any advantage.

So when the hostess said she could bring you to "Mr. Parker's exclusive room", you just shook your head.

"Just tell him I'm at the bar."

The hostess' eyes widened, "Uh, Mr. Parker instructed us to walk you to his section when you arrived."

Instructed was a nice way of saying ordered. So the guy also loved telling people what to do. Great.

"Funny, because he never asked me if I was fine with that. If he did, he would have learned I don't go into private rooms with men I don't know," you pointed to the bar, "Again, I'll be over there."

The hostess was saying something, but you didn't care to listen.

The date hadn't even started yet and Mr. Parker could already go suck a fuck.

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"It's the first date. Make sure you give her the chance to talk, okay?"

Peter furrowed his brow, "Why the fuck wouldn't I let her talk on the first date?"

"Some men love talking about themselves more than getting to know the other person," Felicia commented from the back of the car.

"Whenever you're not sure what to say, just ask her a question! Like what made you get into modeling?" Miles suggested.

"I already know how she got into modeling!"

"That is not public knowledge."

Felicia leaned forward, "you let her know you stalked her after she agrees to be your girlfriend. Your chances of her finding it cute are higher. Until then, play dumb."

Peter Parker was stressed. Which was weird because he never got stressed.

He had killed people before with his bare hands. Why was he now stressed about a date.

As if Miles could sense it, he began, "It's the first date. If you're nervous-"

"I am not nervous!" Peter said sharply, looking into the mirror to check his hair for the sixth time.

Miles fought the urge to roll his eyes, "Fine. It's the first date, it's okay if it's a little awkward. Just be yourself!"

"Minus the violent, illegal, organized crime boss part," Felicia commented, "You should probably save that for maybe the third date."

"You should also probably get out of the car and go into the restaurant," Miles paused, "Considering your date starts in ten minutes."

"I know when my date starts!" Peter hissed before looking out the window, "Did you see her walk in?"

"For the sixth time, no." Felicia commented, rolling her eyes.

"Would arriving ten minutes early make me look too eager?" Peter asked his right hand man and woman, who were fighting the urge to smack their boss upside the head.

"She's a potential love interest, not a potential enemy, Peter."

"True," He gripped the door handle, as if he was about to actually get out.

He turned to them, "It's just I had this idea that I walk into the room and she's sitting down at the table, y'know? And then I say-"

"Peter get the fuck out of the car," Felicia ordered, not even looking up from her nails that she was inspecting.

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You sipped on your Old Fashion, your eyes darting to the front entrance.

This date was supposed to start in five minutes and Mr. Parker was nowhere to be seen.

Maybe whatever deity you prayed to, took mercy on you. Maybe he wouldn't show up.

Wouldn't that be something? Then you could focus on the absolute Adonis who just walked into the restaurant.

Adonis incarnated's brown eyes found yours. You sipped your cocktail, not breaking eye contact.

"Mr. Parker!" The man turned his head to face the hostess.

God. Damn. It.

You took a much bigger sip of your drink, the bourbon burning your throat.

Okay, he was attractive. Stupidly attractive.

You could admit that.

But he was still the guy who didn't even call you to ask you out. He called your manager. And he sent gifts and had his own private room in a restaurant and staff taking his jacket, all for showing off. All to impress you.

All to wield power over you.

You weren't going to allow that.

Which is why you couldn't help but smirk when you heard him ask the hostess "Why the hell is she sitting at the bar?"

You could hear the hostess try to explain what had happened as best as she could without saying you were being a stubborn bitch.

"Whatever, I'll get her myself," You heard him tell her.

This should be fun.

You turned your attention back to the bar, your eyes focused on one of the many expensive bottles of alcohol that were adorning the glass shelves.

The sound of footsteps quickly approached you. You continued drinking your cocktail, staring straight ahead. He was the one who set up the day, he could be the one who said hello first.

"Uh....hi." You turned your head, expecting to see arms crossed and a scowl across his face.

He was looking at the ground. Was his face red?

"Our room is ready."

"Nice to meet you too," You took another sip before turning to him, "My name is Y/N and I don't go into private rooms with men I don't know."

"Oh." He looked around, looking everywhere but you. Did he not do eye contact?

"Had you actually spoken to me beforehand, you would have learned that." You crossed your arms.

He finally looked at you. His brown eyes widened and his lips parted slightly. It was....different. It wasn't the lewd stare you were used to receiving.

He looked....nervous? No, that couldn't be it. No guy would track you down and take you out on a date if they didn't have an overblown ego.

"I uh....I can get us another table," He mumbled. He turned around, ready to walk back to the hostess' table. You could see his hands balling up into fists as he turned back around.

"I'm Peter."

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You stared out the window to admire the skyline of the city.

It was an amazing view. It reminded you of how the city was still beautiful, despite of the not so pretty parts.

"It's beautiful, right?"

Fuck you almost forgot you were on a date with him.

You turned to face him again, the candlelight casting a glow over his stupidly handsome face.

"Yeah, it's a really nice view," You admitted before taking another sip of your wine that cost more than what you make in a week.

"It's gorgeous, though not as-"

"Gorgeous as me?" You finished.

It wasn't the first time you had finished a pickup line of his that night. The guy really had no originality. His lack of response confirmed it.

You stared straight at him now, waiting for him to start his next cheesy pickup line.

And your stare burned through him. The man could barely look you in the eye. He was shifting in his seat, visibly uncomfortable.

It was strange.

His honeyed eyes fell upon your bare wrists, his brow furrowed in confusion.

"You're not wearing the bracelet," He said. Well, more like mumbled.

"Nope," you shrugged. This was it.

Because you read the note that was written in that box. The note whose handwriting was way too nice to actually be his. The note that went on about how even though the bracelet didn't shine as bright as your eyes, he looked forward to seeing it on you.

He would snap. Finally realize you were only a pretty face and call the date off.

"Did you....not like it?" With those big brown eyes, Peter Parker resembled moreso a puppy that just got it's favorite toy taken away than a pissed off man.

"I'm just not much of a jewelry wearer," You explained, your tone much softer than you desired.

He nodded his head.

You shrugged, "Would have known that if-"

"I spoke to you beforehand?" You weren't surprised that he finished your sentence. You were more surprised at the sliver of a smile that was creeping onto his face while he said it.

You nodded your head, "Seems to be the theme of the night."

He was trying. Which was the most baffling part. Normally when guys take you out for dinner, they're not nervous. Or at least don't show it.

But he was obviously nervous and it was borderline endearing. Which was the problem. You weren't supposed to be enjoying any part of the guy.

You looked out to admire the view again. You feared if you didn't, your eyes would wander to his hands again.

"Excuse me, can I borrow that? And that?" You turned to see Peter talking to a waiter, pointing to their notepad and pen.

Without any questions, the waiter gave their materials to him. He turned to a blank page.

"So no private rooms or jewelry," He said out loud as he wrote it down. He looked over to your plate, "and no to Italian food, given you've only eaten half of the best ravioli in the city."

"Wh-what are you doing?" He could not be doing what it looked like he was doing.

"Keeping track of what you like and don't like," Peter said, like it was obvious, "So what type of food do you like?"

"Uh...Thai. And you're doing this why?" This date was not going on how you expected and you were still unsure whether that was a good thing or a bad thing.

He looked up at you, a small, sheepish smile on his face. Fuck, his eyes were beautiful. Beautiful and soft.

"As you can probably tell, I haven't been on a date in years. I think it's also safe to say I didn't exactly put my best foot forward. So I want to blow you away on our second date by actually doing stuff you enjoy," He explained.

Bold of you to assume there will be a second date, is what you wanted to say. But your mouth couldn't form those exact words.

"This is your first date in years?" Was what came out instead. You were surprised. The guy was incredibly attractive, and clearly had money and power from whatever job he did for a living.

He nodded his head and oh, he was definitely blushing and it was cute.

"I thought it was obvious when I forgot to introduce myself," He mumbled. You leaned forward to get a closer look at his handwriting on the notepad.

The handwriting matched the note.

Peter Parker handwrote that note himself.

"You okay?" It took you a moment to realize he was staring right at you. You never had been into brown eyes, but his were so big and looked like browned honey and reminded you of Bambi and-

Fuck you were screwed.

"Yeah! I just..." You bit your bottom lip, "Why don't we get out of here? It's kinda stuffy if I'm being honest."

"Doesn't like stuffy restaurants," He wrote down. His eyes widened, your words finally hitting Peter, "Oh. Uh yes, absolutely. Where to?"

"Not your bedroom. Or mine," You said quickly. There was no way you were letting him in that easy, "Why don't I just drive us around the city?"

"You drove here?"

You grinned, "No, but I know you did."

He cocked his head in confusion, though the corners of his mouth had turned upwards, "and what makes you think I'll let you drive my car, angel?"

"You want that second date or not?"

He chuckled and you could tell he was debating it.

"Fine, but only if our second date can be this Friday," He countered.

You smirked, "Eager, are we?"

Now it was his turn to smirk, "Thought I made that obvious too."

You could have turned him down. You could have said no.

But where was the fun in that?

Besides, he was letting you drive his very expensive car. And as you would soon learn, Peter was very much worth keeping around.

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now-theres-a-spoiler-for-you · 1 year

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Writing things down so I can refer back when I need it 😬

On Saturday, I had my first photo op with Alex. After all the online calls we’ve done, it was really like showing up at an old friend’s party where they’re distracted by everything going on around them but really excited to see you. I walked into the booth to wait for the guy in front of me to finish, then they sent me forward to stand beside her. It took about half a second for her to register that it was me standing there but when she did, she squealed with excitement and tried to hug me out of reflex. We’d already been warned by staff that we weren’t allowed to handle the guests and if we did, we’d be removed so I pulled back to keep us both from getting in trouble and Alex was like “oh no, we can’t! I really want to hug you!” We both laughed and I said it was fine, and that I was really just glad to see her at a decent hour for once and she said “yeah, not at f***ing 3 in the morning!”

My brain anytime I hear Alex swear is like this

The woman who was coordinating the photo sessions kind of suggested we move things along because we were holding things up so we cooperated (though we were still very giggly) and stood on the marker. Alex took charge and decided what pose to do for us (thank god because I’m not a posing person) and said “I’m wearing a long skirt so I’m going to go swoosh like a flamenco dancer” and lifted her skirt so I matched her energy. We ended up needing to go again because my glasses reflected weirdly but we’d also been told not to put anything down in the booth for health and safety reasons. I didn’t have pockets so I shoved them unceremoniously down the front of my dress and Alex erupted into laughter again. I was unsure whether my makeup had held up between wearing a mask and my glasses rubbing so I asked her if I was all good (I was) and then we ended up with this 👍🏻

A couple of hours later, I went to visit her again at her autograph table. The staff kept asking if I needed to write my name down for personalization but I wasn’t going to need my name written anyway so I declined and Alex already knew what my name was anyway so I figured I’d save them some paper. I didn’t actually need anything signed but needed to give her some things I’d brought along so I had the banana picture to serve that purpose and I told her it was a bit of a joke item, she was confused but laughed very hard when she saw what I’d drawn and was absolutely bewildered and impressed that I’d captured so many recognizable details like her jewellery and her outfit etc.

After she’d worked out what to write on the picture, I redirected her attention to the gifts I’d brought her and handed over the book (a little book of recipes that corresponded to the mood/theme of excerpts from Shakespeare’s work) and said she was very excited to read it because she loves Shakespeare. Inside my head at that moment was like

but I digress, I merely said “I know!” and then she told me about how she was going to be doing another Shakespeare play soon and that she’s scared that she’s not going to do it justice (she’s going to be the best Prospero ever) and I said I’d seen that news and was very excited for her, and that I really hoped it would be streamed because it’s one of my favourite Shakespeare works. She agreed that it would be a great idea for them to stream it and I told her to push them for it because I know it’s something a lot of people are hoping for.

After that, I pointed to the box that I’d made to house the main portion of my gift pile and told her that she could open it now and that it was for her to take home. I mentioned that she’d seen it before but it had been a long two years (especially for her) so I didn’t expect her to remember. When she opened it, she was stunned and kept squealing “NO” because she felt like it was too grand a gesture but I insisted she take her because I’d done it knowing that she would appreciate that specific type of thing. She almost cried as she took in all of the details and kept saying how much she loved what I’d done and that she was going to cherish it. This was before I’d even shown her that there was a second outfit and set of accessories in the secret compartment.

I decided at that point that it was worth shooting my shot and asking whether it would be possible to bend the rules and get a photo of her with the doll I’d made and Alex turned to her handler with a hopeful look but was told no and I said I understood but she did say that she would keep her on her table for the next Galaxycon chat and would pull her out to say hello to me when it happens. I asked if she knew when it would be because it had been ages since we’d been able to catch up properly and she said she wasn’t sure but she knew there’d be one because they’d already asked if she was open to it.

After that, I went for lunch with friends and then made my way home to rest up for day 2 (I did not rest up for day 2 lmao)

On the morning of day 2, my first mission was to get something personalized for a friend so I headed for her table and met up with another Kinglet I’d met at the con the day before. I missed Alex’s signing by minutes but my friend had just spoken to her and said that when she mentioned me, Alex started gushing about my doll again and asked if she’d seen it and told her to tell me she was still in love 🥹

When I was finally able to get back to her table, the staff handling Alex’s line both called me by name and I was like “oh god am I famous over here or something?” to Alex and she laughed at me. The woman with her then explained she remembered me from the day before. After Alex finished signing my friend’s thing, I said goodbye again and ran off, then we killed some time until her panel.

At the panel, Alex was very funny and charismatic. A lot of the usual questions were asked but there were a few interesting revelations and she did inadvertently share a concept she’d been developing if she writes a new River Song book so I’m really looking forward to that if it happens.

After the panel, I went for another photo with her because I’d bought a second token not realizing that my kids would be camping that day and didn’t want to waste it. I didn’t expect to get a goodbye hug for it since we’d been warned not to but I did anyway so thanks queen 👏🏻

That concludes my Kinglet dream weekend. I hope you enjoyed 😂

#kingston ❤️#alex kingston #brisnova 2022

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Hi! I hope you’re having a good day. Could I please get a TWST/ Obey Me matchup, either one. My name’s Hope and I’m bi with a preference for men. I’m pretty much an open book and I’m very affectionate. I always want to be there for my friends and to be the best person I can be. I also am a tad sarcastic and very much loyal to my friends and anything I get attached to. Though I’m pretty chatty and clingy. I have a habit of adopting introverts in that I’ll keep going up to them until I slowly introduce them to my friend group and they start hanging out with us. I love books and all kinds of stories and writing and reading are big hobbies of mine. Other than those, doing funky makeup and going to the cinema, my interests tend to vary based on my current hyperfixation (I’m autistic) so they’re pretty much all over the place. I do consistently love music though and I will go on a ten minute tangent if anyone disrespects the songwriting ability of Taylor Swift. The main thing that can annoy me about people is when they disrespect others. Like I can befriend pretty much anyone who treats people with respect and kindness. I also hate loud noises so I don’t like people who scream a lot or who would yell at me when they’re angry. Finally my ideal first date is either cinema and a walk/drink after (because I love the cinema and sharing that experience with someone) or going to a bookstore with someone. I go for the rule of pacifism till provoked but if someone does provoke me or disrespects my values I have the option of going absolutely nuclear. I’m an INFP but like I literally got 51% introverted and 49% extroverted so it’s a pretty close call. I like all kinds of stories especially in book or movie form (cinemas and libraries are elite). I also like cats, hamsters, various other small creatures (not insects though they freak me out). And I collect a bunch of different things, I’m kind of a hoarder with most things cause otherwise I get panicked that I’ll run out. So like I have food and stuff stashed in secret spots throughout my room. I hate anyone who doesn’t treat others with respect, loud noises and mornings. As for looks, I’ve got brown hair and hazel eyes. I’m fairly curvy, mainly with chest and thighs but I’m also built pretty stockily which I can be a bit insecure about. And also I have a pet cat who I would sacrifice many many people for. Thankfully she only wants dreamies and head scratches. Thank you so much!PS - I give you this photo of my cat as an offering.

YOU HAVE SUMMONED ME TO FULL CAPACITY WITH THIS OFFERING! I SHALL GRANT THEE WITH 2 FOR 1 DEAL AND GIVE YOU BOTH TWIST AND OBEY ME MATCHUPS! You have greatly pleased me.

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I match you with… (Twist Edition)

Cater Diamond!

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I know you said you draw in introverts, but you’ve had to know that you had an extrovert coming in HARD for you when you are more of an outgoing ambivert (combo of extrovert and introvert, the in between of those two) but still leaning towards the quiet side that this crazy social man should try once in awhile. But get hyped, this is the man who gives you all that energy when you’re just too unsure of yourself. But that’s not to say he doesn’t know when to pull the two of you away from the party

When you first met, you’ve gotta admit; you thought Cater was kind of a jerk. Granted he was still trying to follow the ridiculous rules Riddle has insisted to keep in place. But he still took advantage of you and completely walked all over you and the boys (ADeuce and Grim)! How could you not be upset for him just using you? He has some work cut out for him. Luckily, he makes do when Riddle Overblots and he helps you come to and gets outed for not liking sweets at the replacement Merry Unbirthday Party when Riddle accidentally takes Trey’s “advice” too seriously with the oyster sauce and Cater ends up liking the tart so much that Trey outs him in front of the group. Now you have ammo, go and mess with him to your heart’s content! I promise you guys will fall for each other after this threshold has passed

100% enjoys your loyalty to him. Cater never had to worry about putting up a front with only you around, you tore down those walls a long time ago. With all the cuddles and chats you guys constantly have, he’s never bored and almost has so many ideas to show his Magicam followers. He also inadvertently becomes the person the introverts you adopt can get away with the things his partner said they couldn’t do with all the introverts. Not that he minds until he realizes you often have already been asked and said no, so he’s getting on your introverts or he’s coming up with a good explanation that won’t earn him your fury while he’s explaining why your introverts are in the mess they’re in before you

Really loves that you’re so into makeup! And coming up with those crazy designs just fascinates him and his followers! So much so, since you still don’t have Magicam (at this point in the story), Vil finally starts following him. He is in (happy) tears, please get him to stop or stop him from doing anything rash before Vil regrets his decisions (this is because Vil sucks at communicating how he feels so this is how he keeps up with your makeup and you, sorry Cater)

I’m sorry, but since you can go nuclear in seconds, Cater has mastered his signature spell to come out in a matter of seconds faster than he usually does to keep you back. Trust me, he does not want to explain or stop anything stupid things for or to Riddle about why his S/O is fighting with the Head Master again to the point that his Dorm Leader is literally plotting the fall of Crowley and trying to incorporate the others. Save your mans and stop falling for Leona’s taunts with Ruggie

Your hyper fixations are his inspiration for when he’s lost that spark. Just asking you anything related to your favorite expertise gets those creative flows going hard again! Doesn’t know a Taylor Swift, but do you know Vil’s personal long time rival, Neige LeBlanche, has made at least 3 albums? More than Vil has at the moment, though Cater is certain that will change if Vil even gets a whiff of that news. Not important, let’s listen to Neige’s tracks and see if it’s as similar to this Taylor Swift! You can obviously see that Vil is very much Cater’s hyper fixation when it comes to his favorite subjects, so you’re not the only one in the relationship! Though, do occasionally offer apologies to Vil when you see him, he may not act like he needs them, but they really do help his self esteem and inner child

Is in love with this first date idea of yours, though he heard it through the first years when they started talking about relationships and how would they plan out first dates. Definitely was not spying on you guys with a clone, not at all! The clone just happens to be running an errand and is passing by, that’s all! And it’s still lowkey and not too over the top like he heard an idiot share (No Ace, you cannot and should never try to do intense parkour for the first time with a partner! Especially unsupervised!). Expect a lot, and I mean, a lot of pics and photogenic photos afterwards, he just can’t this idea out of his head and has to save it somewhere and show the world how lucky he’s yours~

Gets that sometimes, it’s better to not go to the party at all and stay home to recuperate. It’s one of the many things Cater learns early on in his relationship with you. You don’t like to go out every weekend, much much less every night doing something. He begins to appreciate spending more time with you and now has dedicated at least 3 times a week he spends his nights with you. Not that he’d tell you outright of course, but he’s not necessarily stopping you from finding out. What’s the worse that can come from that? He doesn’t always have to go to Kalim’s numerous parties, Cater can just easily convince him to throw another one on a day he can convince to come with him then, more willing than other times. Please be available to stop Jamil not secretly plan the murder of your S/O though, Jamil can only take so much bullshit from other extroverts and once

Loves your body type. Literally doesn’t care if you don’t like it, he’s gonna help you love it! Since Cater had to be conditioned to love everything “cute” thanks to his two older sisters, he enjoys things that aren’t too cute by his sisters standards, despite the word cute being burned into his brain. You unfortunately would not be able to get along with his sisters by yourself at first (damn them and their societal norms), but he doesn’t let that last long. You’re both each other’s hype. You can be the push he needs to finally set stricter boundaries with his sisters instead of letting them walk all over his S/O. This can be a win-win, but do expect a lot of angst if you ever do end up meeting his family, his father will be completely out of the loop during this unless his sisters Overblot, so don’t fret about getting the adults involved. Just try to solve it, so use words before magical solutions are needed

Cater doesn’t really have a huge opinion on cats or pets in general, his family moved too often to keep a family pet. But that isn’t to say he wouldn’t take care of your sweet feline! He already helps out a lot in Firelit Sky to help you keep Grim in control, what’s another cat gonna do? Give him allergies? On second thought, he’s not gonna jinx it. But he will definitely love your cat and wish to stay with you during holiday breaks!

You make he feel heard and appreciated for him and himself alone. He doesn’t have to be something for someone else, not a duplicate or the comedic relief, him. Cater is always brought to tears when he thinks of you and all that you do for him. He strives to be your person too, every little thing that bugs you (and honestly should because we’re talking about pretty much all of the higher ups of the social latter of Night Raven College), to little feuds to finally breaking down from all the ridiculous stress placed on you. You’re more than guaranteed to have things done with chatty Cater

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I match you with… (Obey Me Edition)

Leviathan!

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This is the introvert you adopt and Cater has to share. Am I mixing fandoms? Yes. Should there be a AU where Twisted Wonderland and Obey Me exist in the same universe? Yes. Do I want it where the Night Raven students go to RAD and possibly vice versa? Also yes. Do I care about the mixing? Not in the slightest, but I’m giving this shy otaku lover to you! I also inadvertently have given you a very easily jealous lover, so Cater better watch out and not make the Admiral of Hell’s (or the Devildom, you guys pick mostly because I can’t remember which one is canon descriptions) Navy and Avatar of Envy upset! Though, I’m sure you can run damage control, right?

Meeting Levi was, well, either painful or downright confusing as hell. He’s basically turned you into a pawn for his own gain, all because Mammon basically screwed both you and him over. But sure enough, he shows enough of his real self to you that you’re hooked. And you’re determined to keep this introvert of an otaku in your life! He’s eventually hooked after the TSL tournament, and he’s certainly all curious about you now

You’ll have to reassure him a few times, especially when his sin is peaking aggressively, but he also really appreciates your loyalty to him. Did you pick him over his brothers Mammon and Asmodeus going out to the club to play video games with him? You may have accidentally sent him back to heaven! Did you ask him to help you with dinner instead of Lucifer and Satan who were arguing which one of them would be cooking tonight with you? Faints for a second before praising you with promises of hard work like he didn’t even lose consciousness in front of you within the last five seconds. Did you seriously pull on his hand to the arcade games while Beel and Belphie were debating which store in the mall would be best to start first? He’s letting you win that multiplayer game for a bit as he’s recovering, you do so much for him it makes his envy and love for you soar!

Loves the crazy makeup designs you come up with! You can already expect him begging you to do anime themed ones in your style to see how it compares to how he does it. He actually learns some techniques he’d never think of trying, let alone doing! Levi quickly praises you for the art of makeup and begs to become your pupil. You guys occasionally can drag Asmo and Mammon into the mix, Mammon being Asmo’s dummy (Mammon no matter what is always whipped for you my dear, platonic or romantic, he’s so whipped). It can either go one or two ways: you guys are actually trying out designs, styles, and techniques, or you guys are competing on who has the better whatever the issue of whatever argument they were making. It doesn’t matter, it’s always either chaotic as usually is or it’s a calm moment. No in between on this

Your nuclear phase can also go one or two ways with Levi: one, he’s holding you back and begging for mercy or apologizing hastily to avoid punishment from Lucifer, or two, he’s joining in. There is no in between, other than it really depends on how his sin, envy, decides to act in that moment you go blowing shit up

One of the many things you duo end up doing together; hyper fixations. You both get hooked on this anime or video game? The other brothers and rest of the world can say goodbye and can expect you two to not emerge from Levi’s bedroom for the next 1-2 business weeks. He doesn’t like Taylor Swift at first because he’s convinced it’s just a normie’s songwriter and singer, but after you get him listening to at least three songs, he’s now a Swifty. Congratulations my darling

Really loves your first ideal idea for a date. He’s a hardcore introvert suffering from lots of anxiety and low self esteem just to mama a couple, but you preferring to stay in over going out is his favorite. He would be most excited for this date if you managed to get it to be an anime movie release and a cafe premiere vips. Or maybe he would do this? I’m not sure, but he would be more reluctant to go to a “normie” movie. However, there’s a 50/50 chance he hyper fixates on it and it’s fandom with you if he somehow go hooked on it for a little while

Did I say prefers it if you stay in? I lied, he LOVES it when you guys don’t go out for a date. More or less hopes you’re an introvert than letting your extrovert out. That means he can keep you in his room doing anything from games or watching anime. Or whatever your hyper fixation is and if he can inadvertently prank the household without getting in trouble. I’m like behind this headcanon that Levi often pranks his brothers, but he does it so gracefully, he’s not at fault for any rule breaking because it dances so close yet never crossed the threshold of breaking or finding loopholes and it’s all because this poor sea demon just wants to connect with his brothers

I don’t think I can repeat this enough; if you don’t like your body, Levi, no matter what, is gonna compare you to anime characters that are similar to you. Even to the point where they’re uncannily resembling of you. He doesn’t and could never find you unattractive, which is why he’s more confused about you hating your body (minus the envy) to the point where he asks Asmo to help him figure out what was wrong (because fuck Solomon he’s too shady for this Avatar of Envy in the midst of having a breakdown on how to comfort his partner). Eventually he gets a process down where he feels just as confident as Ruri-Chan in her new adventure, with some help from Asmo and secretly Solomon because the man can not handle not helping you from the brothers

According to a Q&A WAY way WAY back when they were advertising Obey Me, there was a question asking who liked cats and dogs and Levi was on the dogs list. So safe to say your cat isn’t earning brownie points already. Fortunately, if your cat is just looking for a safe quiet place to nap, Levi sure doesn’t mind. It might grow a little on him, but it really depends on what your cat does while they’re with him

All in all, Levi is your safety in grounding in the chaotic world you live in. He can sure join in on the chaos, but more often than not he’s quietly on the sidelines watching the ridiculousness unfold while listening to a podcast about a game or an anime, take your pick. But for you? Levi in a heartbeat would be your grounding buddy when it’s all too much. Best part is he can enjoy the solitude with you and get better at being outside of his comfort zone little by little. You’re that quiet couple who just would rather quietly hang out than join parties, though the occasional laser tag games with the exchange group doesn’t hurt

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And the FOUR follow ups are:

Kalim Al-Asim,

Lilia Vanrouge,

Simeon,

And finally,

Barbatos

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THAT TOOK SO LONG!But I’m so happy I took that time to properly finish this! I hope this is worth the wait! Duel matchups are so hard!

That’s all folks!

~Fox

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I want to get into more skincare and taking care of myself like moisturizing and the likes but I had a question about what to use on my face as I'm getting older... do you know much about retina and retinol and what one is good and even safe? i get unsure about using moisturizers because they stay on your skin... and you skin absorbs it and i don't want to get unwell from anything my skin absorbs from the creams etc

I love that my Asks range from Mormonism, to demonic possession, to skin care.

I use Retin-A on my face and neck maybe 1-2x a week at the most. It is by prescription only; the drugstore retinol products do not compare. It is pricey and it's considered cosmetic and not necessary so insurance doesn't cover it usually (depending on your insurance), but although it retails for usually well over $115, you can use a prescription savings card (such as: https://www.goodrx.com) at a place like Costco (where I got mine) and it is less than $50! I think Costco also has a savings program they use. Mind you, I got my tube in March 2021 and I still have more than half of it left so it lasts me 2-3 years. I just have whatever generic Retin-A brand Costco has in stock. It will make your skin sun-sensitive so just use awareness there (my foundation doubles as my sunscreen, but I'll also sometimes use a sunscreen if I know I'll be in the sun a long time and my prone to damage areas need extra coverage [i.e., bridge of nose, upper lip, eye area, upper forehead, and my chest]).

Other than Retin-A. I have used Musely (also by prescription, but the prescriptive doctor is through the website so you don't need to go to your regular doctor for it) for my upper lip area where I had some hyperpigmentation. I think a bottle is $65, my bottle has also lasted me 1.5 years and I still have some left. It has helped with the hyperpigmentation. I have used that also maybe 1-2 times a week at the most.

For cleansing, I use good ole oatmeal soap once a day. Our bodies natural oils are actually good for us, they cause a shine and healthful glow for women so I don't think it's good to overdo it. Like makeup, I think skincare is a less-is-more approach and quality products that work for you is what is best. You really don't have to over do it with skin care, in fact I think it often makes our skin react more and act up worse because of sensitives we all have. So I wash my face usually in the morning as I sleep in my makeup, unless I am putting on Retin-A/Musely the night before, then I'll wash it the night before and just rinse it with water alone the next morning.

I think that's it. I'll attach screenshots of the products I use and my skin, no filter, no photo enhancement, no touching up, so you can see. I’ve never had any cosmetic procedure or filler. I am 38 and I know it's genetics as well, but I think using the Retin-A, not overdoing it with skin products, and not doing drugs/drinking excessively, etc. helps a lot. People Always think I'm in my mid-20's and I don't say that to boast, but more so just what taking care of yourself can translate into with your overall youthful glow and countenance. Our spirit does translate into our countenance, and how we care for our bodies as well. I also take vitamins daily, but maybe I'll save that for another post.

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wickedwritingswickedgame · 2 years

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I had such a wild dream last night…

It revolved around a different version Multiverse of Madness with Peter Maximoff as the star. It was kinda like my brain went “here is the movie you wish they made instead ” 😂 I’m not complaining

I haven’t seen the movie, and despite knowing what happens, there are no spoilers here:

I can’t remember how it starts. Maybe it didn’t, dreams are weird. My first clear memory is this scene in a building: the Scarlett Witch is rounding this corridor in the middle of an evacuation (or maybe everyone is evacuating because of her, idk.) She’d still on the hunt for her kids. Suddenly, someone calls out to her. She doesn’t stop but throws a look over her shoulder as Peter races towards her, stopping short by her side. She recognizes from Westview and doesn’t understand why he’s here…or why he’s acting like he knows her again (she’s more shocked than suspicious/angry.)

He hastily explains that he’s her brother Peter from another universe and that he’s trapped in this world. He’s also adamant about working with her, but of course is not down with killing. I think he was hoping she’d be more like his sister from his universe, and that she’d help him find a way back.

I can’t remember everything that happens, only that overtime Wanda sort of begins to trust him. There was a brief but kinda bittersweet outdoor lunch scene that happened. They were investigating a different house, also filled with people-like a seriously smaller version of the X-men school. Peter was trying to appeal to Wanda’s humanity, to show her she’s not the only outcast in the family. That said, his trust in her only went so far.

He carefully started rooting around the place as well, trying to figure out what her next move would be. I remember someone telling him (or him overhearing) Wanda “stole the gears of time,” which probably means wherever they were, it was some kind of mystical realm/dimension. By stealing these gears, she could prevent her life from unraveling and take back her family…or something.

There’s a gap in my memory after that…but I know Wanda eventually catches onto what Peter is doing. I’m pretty sure her trust shatters, there’s some kind of confrontation…and then Peter snaps out of it, waking up on the floor of his kitchen in the home he and his sister share with their father. Wanda, with dark hair and dark eye makeup, is sitting in a wooden chair, looking down at him with confusion and concern.

Peter is rightfully concerned but also relieved to be back. He sits up in a frenzy, babble-explaining what happened to his sister (at least I think he did.) He was also still worried about the other-universe Wanda: what would happen to her now?

The story doesn’t end there. It turns out his Wanda had her own secrets: while not a mother, she worked with their father rounding up problematic humans and essentially imprisoning them. The dream was framed like a movie: as Peter reacclimated to his universe, unsure if this uneasy feeling was just leftover from the previous universe or if his family was hiding something, there would be hints here and there that his father was Magneto. I remember specifically he was searching his house and peeked into Erik’s studio space (I guess his cover was an artist of some kind.) I don’t know if there were drawings or maps lying around, or like a photo of the helmet…but know there was definitely something.

I can’t remember much after that, apart from Peter’s increasing unease. At one point there was a big “Magneto reveal” as Fassbender’s Erik descended from the sky, landing in front of an open car. Wanda was nearby—Peter was as well, but out of sight. He either didn’t realize his family’s plans were so sinister or had no idea he was Magneto at all (obviously this is a slightly different universe than the canon XMCU.) I know he continued investigating until it led him to the typical basement dungeon where lots of people were held in a cell, along with other mutants processing them all. They weren’t too surprised to see Peter; probably thought he was in the family business.

I woke up shortly after that and I’m mad about it😅I want to know what was supposed to happen next. How unnerving must it be to realize your family is on a dark path, no matter the universe?

#X-men #multiverse of madness #Wanda Maximoff #Peter maximoff #Erik Lehnsherr #magneto #ooc

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hospitalterrorizer · 6 months

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diary53

11/3-4/2023

hell , oh. everything is fine and today was good.

i got dressed really nice today, because i had to do an interview for a local magazine, about how i dress and my music and how my sense of fashion/beliefs about fashion and my approach to music are related. their relation is weird, it's sort of just that i get dressed how i do to enable myself i think, like if i feel pretty and cool, and externalize what i think is pretty and cool, i can do other things, or i don't know, that's only part of it. they took pics of me, my friend did the interview, and one of the people working at the mag came to do the photos. i think i might look good in them, i didn't really look. i did take my own photos around where we took pics, they had me in nature a lot, and i took my photos standing in weird places no one really wants to go.

plus there are selfies i took w/ my phone but i can like upload those tomorrow. it's honestly such an actual hassle to get photos off your phone it is so stupid. at least if you have an iphone. it makes you feel useless and dumb so often, a debilitating piece of hardware to own if you interface with computers a lot.

so, uhhh, i like the makeup i did a lot today, the eyeshadow is really fun i think. i just told my friend that i like the locust and the blood brothers a lot, and i mentioned pg. 99, i should have brought up usurp synapse and combatwoundedveteran too, and like, everything else, but it would have been so annoying of me and like who cares, i just want to be accurate i guess even though that's pointless.

anyways my gf is out rn at a bar with colleagues from school, and tomorrow we're going to an anime con, i wonder what i'll wear tomorrow. hopefully i can hack something together for that.

anyways i am just sitting here listening to the cramps, not doing much, practicing a song sort of for when i can go in and record the vocals i wrote today, i mixed the next single some more, i need to get to the b side but i think tomorrow i'll be able to decide if i want to throw something into the right channel during verses on the song or if that would distract too much from the left channel guitar thingy. there already is a right channel thing but maybe there needs to be a little more, something following the riff that's played in the left, but idk, it'd have to be quiet and not too sharp or anything, just something to fill out the song better, but i wanna decide if that's even necessary, the song's a little imbalanced but that's how i can get so much sparkle out of the guitar thing on the left side i think, but i am still unsure. the plus of having something else there would be it'd probably sound kinda good, especially if it were sitting lower in the freq range and i cut out the high end more or less.

practicing the vocals just to get timing right is nice, it makes things feel like i can do better, typically since my gf is always around, i just mouth the words and try to feel things out that way, this is obviously a lot better, since i can do whatever and not commit to delivery style (i already know thought this song is gonna have a lot of screaming). hopefully this really does stick, these next few nights i will have to just mouth it probably unless she goes out another time alone.

so now i am sleepy, a strangely long day, i still have not been able to get around to taking care of the chicken and prepping dinner for whatever nights i am cooking which is frustrating and i am too exhausted today for it. like, so frustrating seriously, i need to get on top of that tomorrow. blehhhhhhhhh.

soooo, anywayyyyy:

byebye!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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side to side

Warnings: swearing

Word count: 4.6k

Summary: In which you're performing your hit single in front of your fellow Avengers cast-mates and Chris can't seem to take his eyes off of you, catching the attention of a few cameras.

"I'm here with the biggest pop-star of this generation, and she plays the very talented daughter of Tony Stark," the interviewer announced your name, smiling brightly at you as the camera panned your way. The hundreds of thousands of fans at home screaming when your face appeared. "How do you feel with all your nominations tonight?"

You smiled at the camera, giving a small wave at the people watching at home. "Honestly, I'm just glad I was even considered for these nominations. I mean, my girls Taylor, and Billie...they're amazing and I'm so happy to be put in the same category as them."

The lady grinned at you, her eyes twinkling. Or maybe it was her sparkly dress, the fabric nearly blinding you with how it shined under the lights. "If you ask me, you've got a pretty good chance at winning. I mean, your hit single—Side to Side—surpassed, like, a billion views in just a month? That's impressive."

"Well, I couldn't have done it without my fans." you replied, winking at the camera.

It was that time of the year again, where every artist, actor, and YouTuber hit the stage for the People's Choice Awards. With your crazy schedule, and the lack of sleep, you had planned to skip the award show until your friend, and co-star, Chris Evans—Captain America himself—convinced you otherwise. Even with the categories you've been nominated for had been more than a handful, but it was the begging and constant complaining from Chris that made you get off your tired ass and put it into a tight dress.

Your hit single, Side to Side, had everyone anticipated for your performance, unsure if you would be performing until the producers had put your name into the advertisement, making fans blow up Twitter. You were sure they had advertised your own song, along with your movie nominations, more than you ever had.

With nominations of Movie of the Year (Avengers: Infinity War), Action Movie of the Year (Avengers: Infinity War), Female Movie Star of the Year (Amara Stark), Female Artist of the Year, Song of the Year (Side to Side), Music Video of the Year (Into You), Beauty Influencer of the Year, and Social Celebrity of the Year, you had your hands full, which had only made your manager glow with happiness.

"Of course!" the interviewer agreed, glancing at the teleprompter filled with tiny words. "It was rumored that you wouldn't be coming, and a lot of us were upset, including me. Was that just a rumor or..."

"Actually, it's not that far off. I'm fucking—oh, shit—oh no!" you gasped, covering your mouth before anymore foul words could come out on live television. Instead of correcting you, the lady laughed, patting your arm softly. "Can't say that on tv. My bad. I, uh, with everything going on, I've been really tired, and I haven't slept in a week. I just wanted to chill, and accept my nominations at home but someone convinced me to come. So, if I say or do anything ridiculous tonight, I'm blaming him and my lack of sleep."

She nodded, clapping slowly. "I think that's fair. Is that someone, your onscreen father, RDJ?"

"He was one of the many people who unsuccessfully changed my mind, but no, it was Chris Evans. He promised me a day with his adorable dog, Dodger, and I couldn't refuse." you said, grinning at how his face had changed from hopeless to cocky as soon as he brought up Dodger.

"If I'm remembering this correctly, Chris Evans is that very handsome man you had kissed in your music video earlier this year. Into You, right? How do you feel kissing one of your co-stars outside of the movies your working on?"

"Technically, it was still acting, and I have kissed him before, so it wasn't awkward at all." you answered, glad Chris had accepted the role. Not only had it sky-rocketed the views and streams, but it made you feel better that it was his lips you were kissing and not a random model's. Yet, it didn't feel as professional as it had before when you pulled away after a take.

In scenes where you had to kiss the Boston actor, it was as professional as kicking Anthony Mackie's ass in Civil War but the kisses you shared on the set of the music video was definitely more personal. At the time, you had brushed it off as Chris being recently single, but now that you had broken up with Henry, you started questioning it again.

The interviewer nodded, squinting once more to read the words off the teleprompter before asking you another question that would certainly make the headlines. "I've been reading up on all those juicy tabloids and I've got one question that would satisfy my curiosity. Was Into You written about Henry Cavill or Tom Ellis?"

Usually, that type of question made you change the subject or altogether avoid the matter but this time, you wanted to joke about your failed engagement. "Henry, but Side to Side was written about Tom since I wanted more Grammy's considering the last album I put out won me a few. But this time, I'm gonna do it without an engagement."

The woman faked a laugh, surprised by the blunt honesty of your answer. "Um, you certainly do have a thing for British men, eh? I don't want to keep you up, but one more thing, for the fans. They've been dying to know if there's anything going on between you and Chris Evans. Any tea you wanna spill?"

"There's none to spill. We're just friends but it's always amusing scrolling through Twitter to find these edits of us." you replied, fidgeting slightly with the hem of your dress. Like usual, you had wondered if you should've worn something less extra but you had let your stylist play dress up with you for the past few months.

"Of course. Well, good luck to you, and I can't wait to see your performance." she said, giving you a little pat on the shoulders before announcing your name once again.

You got off the little platform, immediately taking Chris' awaiting hand, holding onto it as you climbed down the steps in your dangerous stilettos. Sighing, you leaned on him, trying to avoid the blinding camera flashes. "That was more exhausting than I thought it would be. You need to get me some caffeine after this is over because there's no way I'm making it to the after show without at least a few cans of Red Bull."

"So dramatic." Chris grinned, childishly sticking his tongue out as he guided you down the red carpet, stopping when told to take a picture. He let go of your hand, only to wrap it around your waist as you posed for the pictures. "Are you going to the after party?"

Posing seriously for a few seconds, you let your smile back on your face, facing the man beside you. "I was thinking about it, take a few photos, and head back home. Aren't you?"

"Actually, I was thinking we could ditch it and just hang out. You know, I did promise you some time with Dodger and you could waste a couple hours sleeping." he replied, his hand tightening ever so slightly on your waist. Flashing you a shit-eating smirk, he nudged you a little, pulling you away from the blinding flashes. "What do you say?"

You opened your mouth to answer only to be cut off by your manager, Alexandre coming out of nowhere to rip you away from Chris' arms. The latin man sighed in annoyance, glancing at his watch while giving you the look you've seen too many times before. "You're supposed to be in wardrobe right now. Get your ass backstage, and change before you miss your own performance. As for you, Mr. Evans, Megan wants your ass in a chair."

"I'll see you after." you say, getting dragged by your manager, winking at the actor before walking towards the changing area, the cameras following you until they couldn't enter the area.

Getting ready before a huge performance always calmed you down, maybe it was the smell of makeup or the feel of designer clothing made especially for you, but something about it made you feel comfortable and cozy. It was like a routine, especially with all the music videos and movies you had to film, the makeup, the hair.

They made you sit back, giving you your phone like a child while they made you even more sparkly than before, making sure you'd stand out against the flashing lights during the performance. A performance you made sure no one would ever forget. Smiling, you let your thoughts drift back to a certain super soldier as you were pampered.

—

"Welcome to the People's Choice Awards!"

The room darkened, the blue and pinks lights focusing on the stage as cameras all turned towards your shadow. Making sure your mic was set properly, tried to see past the darkness, to see a familiar face or two but with the headache coming on from the tight half-ponytail didn't help your case. The music started, the beat vibrating, you flipped your hair, and started.

"I've been there all night

I've been there all day (Nicki Minaj)

And boy, got me walkin' side to side (Let then hoes know)"

You rode the bike, belting out in your microphone, the attached headset limiting your movements a little. Gripping the handles, you made eye contact at the camera to your left, winking at it as you pedaled.

"I'm talkin' to ya

See you standing over there with your body

Feeling like I wanna rock with your body

And we don't gotta think 'bout nothin'

I'm comin' at ya

'Cause I know you got a bad reputation

Doesn't matter, 'cause you give me temptation

And we don't gotta think 'bout nothin'"

As you had sung, your eyes had adjusted to the bright spotlight focused on you, seeing a shadow of the one person you wanted to make you walk side to side. While you had answered the reporter's question, you hadn't been completely honest. Some of the lyrics had been written for the Bostonian; or to be more exact, your sex fantasies. With the chorus coming up, you let go of the handles, trying not to fall on your ass as you clapped your hands above your head, the claps matching the beat.

"These friends keep talkin' way too much

Say I should give you up

Can't hear them, no, 'cause I..."

Trying to be bold, you stared at him, his face in particular. The spotlight had blinded you so much that you couldn't see what his reaction was—or anyone's for that matter—but maybe it was a good thing. After all, his gaze always made you blush no matter how hard you tried not to. Pedaling faster, you threw your head back, hoping the motion would draw everyone's—Chris'—eyes on your chest.

"I've been here all night

I've been here all day

And boy, got me walkin' side to side

I've been here all night

I've been here all day

And boy, got me walkin' side to side"

With the help of a shirtless dancer, you got off your bike, taking the sheer jacket from him, and putting it on as you walked towards the front of the stage, moving your hips in to the beat of the song. Resting a hand on a shirtless dancer, you positioned yourself so you were grinding your ass against his crotch, throwing back an arm around his neck.

"Been tryna hide it

Baby, what's it gonna hurt if they don't know?

Makin' everybody think that we solo

Just as long as you know you got me

And boy, I got ya

'Cause tonight I'm making deal with the devil

And I know it's gonna get me in trouble

Just as long as you know you got me"

Sashaying to the little balance beam at the front of the stage, you made sure your hips swayed more than usual.

"These friends keep talkin' way too much

Say I should give you up

Can't hear them, no, 'cause I...

"I've been here all night

I've been here all day

And boy, got me walkin' side to side

I've been here all night

I've been here all day

And boy, got me walkin' side to side"

A few seconds after your note ended, you strike a pose on the balance beam, posing for a few more seconds while the cameras turned their attention away from you and onto the queen of rap herself: Nicki Minaj. The leather, pink bodysuit was identical to yours except for the color, her attitude fitting the badass outfit. She began to walk towards the stage, never breaking eye contact with the camera in front of her while the men pretending to work out to the choreo.

"Uh, yeah

This the new style with the fresh type of flow

Wrist icicle, ride dick bicycle

Come through yo, get you this type of blow

If you want a ménage, I got a tricycle

All these bitches' flows is my mini-me

Body smoking, so they call me Young Nicki Chimney

Rappers in they feelings 'cause they feelin' me

Uh, I-I give zero fucks and I got zero chill in me

Kissing me, copped the blue box that say Tiffany

Curry with the shot, just tell 'em to call me Stephanie

Gun pop, then I make my gum pop

I'm the queen of rap"

By the time she had finished her verse, you had caught up with the multitasking of both working out and singing, able to use your full singing capabilities for your high note. Nicki joined you on stage, hyping up the crowd while you built up for the high note, almost every camera pointed at you except for the one focused on capturing the headline-worthy expression slapped on Chris' face.

"These friends keep talkin' way too much

Say I should give em up

Can't hear them, no, 'cause I...

"I've been here all night (Been here all night, baby)

I've been here all day (Been here all night, baby)

And boy, got me walkin' side to side (Side to side)

I've been here all night (Been here all night, baby)

I've been here all day (Been here all day, baby) (Ooh, baby)

And boy, got me walkin' side to side (Side to side)"

Both you and Nicki motioned for the dancers to come towards you, curling your index finger at the sexy men. Singing the refrain, you both made them drop to their knees in front of you, as if they were kneeling at your command.

Just as the last note was sung, everyone clapped, the majority standing up, and more cheered. You noticed Chris hadn't done either, still sitting in his motionless while two camera men pointed their cameras at him. Your eyebrows furrowed, thankfully after the spotlight had shifted over to the miniature stage where the two hosts were babbling about nominations.

You were ushered off the stage along with the queen of rap herself, taking a few backstage photos before quickly returning back to your dressing room to change into your tailored dress. Your mind had wandered to why Chris hadn't applauded—not that he was obliged too, but a little something would've nice, especially with all the days put into the performance.

Taking a deep breath, you entered the big room, filled with your co-stars and other A-list celebrities. Little did you know you'd find out the reason to your question in the morning.

—

The loud ringtone woke you up, the sound obnoxious and borderline abuse to your ears. Beside you, Chris groaned, rolling onto his stomach, trying to muffle the sound of the call with his arm draped over his head. Putting him out his misery, you lazily reached for your phone, pressing the green button with dread, seeing the name across the screen.

"Hello—"

"You're trending on Twitter." Alexandre announced, happy with the results of the previous awards show. While it wasn't something as big as a Grammy or Oscar, judging by the amount of awards you had taken home, you became the people's favorite. "Hold on, lemme rephrase that. You and Chris are trending. Number one, world wide."

Glancing at the man sleeping beside you, you sat up, confused by the information given to you. You blamed Chris for making you stay up so late for your confusion. "Um, why? Did I accidentally have another nip slip?"

"What the hell?" Chris mumbled, rolling onto his back, his arm grazing your bare stomach. He immediately took it back, sitting up to look over your puzzled face. "What's going on?"

You shrugged, putting your phone on speaker so Alexandre could explain. Your manager chuckled, knowing you had stayed the night with Chris. He was just waiting for the day you'd finally have the guts to speak about the growing sexual tension. "Okay, Alex, explain."

"As much as I would love to go into full detail, I have other stuff to do so, I'm going to give you the basics. Chris' reaction to your performance went viral, people are shipping the both of you, and there's been thousands of memes made." Alexandre replied, a smile evident in his voice. "Anyways, I have to go. Got some interviews to schedule. Have fun getting your way out of this, Chris."

Your phone screen went back to the home screen, a picture of your family dog, Buster, smiling widely. Looking at Chris, you saw his eyes widened, his hands coming to rest of his face in embarrassment as he fell back onto the bed with a bounce, his head nearly hitting the headboard. "Oh, fuck."

"Are you going to show me what your face looked like or do I have to scroll through Twitter until I find it? Oh! Maybe they edited it in my performance." you thought out load, tapping on the YouTube app. You hadn't trusted yourself enough to log into your official account, knowing you'd probably make a mistake so you opted for having a secondary account where you could watch cat videos without the anxiety of posting something stupid.

Chris' hand snatched your phone away, tucking it in his pocket, the sweats he had slept in was somehow wrinkled, and his shirt damp from the warmth. "You wanna get some food? I'll cook some bacon but you'll have to make the pancakes 'cause the last time—"

"I wanna see your reaction." you whined, reaching across his stomach for your phone. Chris turned his body away from you, shielding the phone from your reach. "Chris!"

He waved your attempt away, rolling off the bed, his feet hitting the floor before you could fall back on the mattress.You poured, getting on all fours, crawling towards the edge. Chris took a step back, brows furrowing. "It's not important. Let's get you some food."

"Fine." you mumbled, an idea making you light up. Rolling off the bed, you glanced at his phone on the nightstand, exposed and easy to take. With quick reflexes, you grabbed his phone, rolling back on the bed until you reached the other side, making it impossible for him to reach for his phone back.

"Hey!" the Bostonian shouted, launching himself on the bed in attempt to get his phone back. He made a noise as you rushed out of your room, locking yourself in the nearby bathroom, laughing evilly when he threw himself at the door. He yelled out your name, his fist banging on the door. "I'm serious! Don't!"

Ignoring his begging, you opened his phone with your thumbprint. How ironic how much he didn't want you to look at his phone when he was the one who insisted you have the password to it. His arguments became louder as you opened up his Twitter, immediately heading to the trending section, seeing both your names at the number one spot.

"Damn, I look hot." you joked out loud, making Chris silent for a second before pleading for you not to continue. You smirked, scrolling through the tweets, trying to find his reaction. "Jesus Christ, what the hell happened to you? Did you fall on your face or something?"

Chris groaned, banging his head on the door in defeat as he heard your almost inaudible gasp, that quickly turned into little giggles. If he wasn't so embarrassed, he would've broken the door down to hold you in his arms. "Oh, no."

Bursting out into hard laughter, you fell into the large bathtub, hitting your head on the wall but you couldn't care less. The expression on his face during your performance had been borderline comical, the wide eyes, the jaw hanging open, the open hand resting on his chin while his eyes stayed strained on you the whole time, never wavering from your body, the sexy choreography making his jeans tight.

Cackling like the Wicked Witch of the West, tears ran down your cheeks, your stomach cramping from the maniacal laughter. Lifting yourself up from the tub, you stumbled to the door, your loud laugh ringing out towards the whole house. You let Chris in the bathroom, his phone quickly taken from your hand but it was too late. The blush on his cheeks wasn't going away anytime soon. You leaned against him, your head resting on his chest, while you panted out a question. "Why did you look like you were trying to attract flies in your mouth?"

Chris groaned again, covering his eyes with a hand while the other rested on your back. "You're not going to let me live this down, are you?"

"Oh, God, no." you giggled, wiping the tears away, beginning to calm down. Glancing up at him, you noticed everything above the shoulders was gleaming red, the embarrassment too unbearable for him. "Chris, you looked exactly like the first time we were forced to share a bed together."

"Yeah, you have that affect on me."

"You gonna tell me why you looked so ... shocked? Or do I have to search through Twitter and go with whatever fan theory makes the most sense?" you asked, unable to keep the smug grin off your face. Chris closed his eyes, wishing he hadn't made you come to the awards show in the first place. You raised an eyebrow, fingers itching towards his phone. "You know I'll do it, Evans."

The man raised his hands, taking them off of you as he paced around the bathroom, deciding if this embarrassing moment was the right time to finally confess. "It's just, you know, the dance was so ... sexual and hot that I probably wasn't the only one looking at you like that. You can't exactly blame me for being shocked, watching the girl I'm in love with—"

Chris stopped as you be watched the colors drain out of your face, immediately freezing when he realized what he had said. Both of you stared at each other, eyes wide, not moving a muscle, barely blinking; the atmosphere so tense neither of you were breathing, waiting for the other to talk. But neither of you wanted to go first, terrified.

It wasn't until you started to feel dizzy that you realized you hadn't been breathing, letting out a huge breath, trying to relax while Chris did the same, his hands shaking, a nervous tick he got whenever he was anxious. You got the courage to speak first.

"What?"

It was better than nothing.

Chris was so nervous he nearly ran out of the room. There wasn't some kind of handbook or script he could read, helping him tell one of his best friends how head over heels he was for her. So, he said what his brain was stewing. "What?"

"What—what?" you replied, unsure if he even said the L word, so lightheaded by the sudden confession.

The actor stilled, eyes widening even further, while his eyebrows shot up his forehead. "What?"

"What?"

"Say what one more time, Evans, and I will make nothing but mac and cheese for the rest of your stay." you threatened softly, getting tired of not having an answer to your one-worded question.

Chris took a deep breath, hands trembling as he clasped them together, hoping to find the right words, hoping his inner thoughts would come out clear, giving you the answer you asked for. "I'm sorry. What do you want me to say?"

"What you were saying before. You know, before you looked like you saw a ghost and almost stopped breathing. I think that would be a good start." you replied, backing up to take a seat on the plush chair. Chris mirrored your actions, putting down the lid to the toilet before sitting down.

"This isn't the way I wanted you to find out." Chris whispered, his blue eyes trained on the emotions that flashed on your face. Your uncertainty of the situation didn't help his anxiety.

"Okay, um, were you going to tell me in the first place?" you asked, playing with the hem of your shirt—it had been a borrowed Patriots shirt from him. Looking back, you realized all the little things he'd done hadn't been because his platonic love for you. "Or were you just going to keep letting it be this way?"

Fidgeting with his hands, Chris peered through his eyelashes, seeing the hurt flash across your face before you quickly composed it. "Scott was hyping me up, trying to convince me to tell you before you got into another relationship. Do you know the real reason I broke up with Jenny? It hurt like hell when you announced you were engaged. Fuck, I couldn't even pretend to be happy because you were going to have the life I wanted with you, with someone who wasn't me. It was selfish and I got really mad at myself for being a dick."

"But—"

"And then the horrible, horrible relief I felt when you called off the engagement." Chris continued, his heart clenching. "Truth to be told, that was the day I found out I was in love with you, breaking things off with Jenny. Of course, I wanted to wait until you moved on, hoping to be the friend you went to but with my schedule, that was impossible. So, you seemed out comfort in Henry fucking Cavill."

"You're in love with me?" you whispered, hoping this wasn't some kind of cruel dream. If it was, you wouldn't mind staying.

The actor nodded, waiting for you to call him names and rush out. "Yes. You can leave or slap me or whatever you want to do but I love you."

You got up, running a hand through your hair. "Okay."

Chris' heart sank, wishing for any other kind of reaction, wishing you'd do something. Taking a deep breath, he got up. "Is this a goodbye?"

Frowning, you walked up to him, taking his face between with your hands, pressing your lips softly to his. You could feel his heart beat, the little organ beating so hard. You pulled away before he could recover from his shock, before he could kiss you back.

"Hello."

#chris evans #chris evans characters #chris evans x reader #chris evans smut #chris evans fanfiction #steve rogers #captain america #reader insert #marvel #chris evans x singer!reader #nicki minaj #ariana grande #fluff #side to side #song fic

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minkmousesworld · 3 years

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Writer's note: I still think that mommy/daddy is gender neutral.

warnings: modern au, mommy kink (Reader is mommy), dating nsfw headcanons.

• ⚠ [Nezuko Kamado]: masturbation, mention of public sex, petting.

• ⚠ [Kanao Tsuyuri]: masturbation, blindfold, erotic photos.

🎀 She likes to behave childishly, then very mature, easily changing behavioral patterns depending on whether you want to have a babygirl or a big girl.

She is absolutely welcoming to when Mommy wants to be emotional!

🎀 Nezuko does not have a particularly feminine physique, she does not have large breasts, wide hips, or a thin waist. Therefore, she is a little jealous when she sees girls with an hourglass figure, and uses a lot of makeup and cute clothes.

Nezuko is not in the habit of worrying about her body and loves her figure, but she will be a little salty if you look at more curvy girls. She pulls you along and takes you as far away as possible. Although her face is still composed and calm, you will surely understand why she takes you away from people.

🎀 Nezuko wears short skirts and teases you♡ She may or may not be wearing panties.

Such a naughty girl, especially when you are standing on the bus or subway, and your hands accidentally end up on her thighs or under her skirt. She won't even think to stop you.

Her deadpan face is even cute, considering how wet she is.

🎀 Show girl♡ She is very good at striptease and slow undressing.

Nezuko is not the sexiest when it comes to beauty canons, but she knows how to be erotic & provocative.

For her, making you want seems like an interesting game, worth the awkward attempts in front of the mirror and the slight shame during the first times.

... When you walk into a house and hear moans from a room where Nezuko accidentally masturbates, pulling up her blouse and throwing her panties somewhere, sitting comfortably enough for your view, do you think that this is really an accident?

Or when she moans your name, but when she sees you, she clenches her legs in embarrassment, blushing?

Don't believe anything Nezuko says, she knew when you'd be back and that you'd see her.

🎀 Situations when she unconsciously calls you "Mommy" in public are daily. In addition, you are also listed as Mommy in her phone, which confuses Tanjirou.

She also likes to call you Mommy in a non-sexy way and hold your hands♡

🎀 Sometimes her kuudere-face can confuse you, as can her obsessive passion for bakery products, or her habit of clinging to your clothes and waiting for a pat on the head... or when she climbs on top of you without underwear and asks you to help her in the room.

🌸 A timid and modest babygirl.

She is very obedient, but also closed, and at first she will blush even from the fact that you take her hand. The "let's go home, where you'll do whatever you want with me" type, but her shy nature sends mixed signals.

🌸 The way she gets nervous even from a simple kiss is funny, but her own reaction is disappointing.

Beat the bullies that were picking on people? Easy.

Be calm during a kiss?... Um... Huh... M-maybe... Em... Ugh...

🌸 She's too shy to call you "Mommy" non-sexual.

Sometimes she says something like that when you can't see her face, but it will take Kanao a lot of time and courage to call you that.

She blushes and feels ecstatic when you call her "your girl" or "princess" (and other pet names). Kanao is very hungry when it comes to showing your love, and clings to even a small piece of your love, but is unsure if she can ask for your attention or distract you.

🌸 Kanao calls you Mommy when she comes♡

She usually has a habit of covering her mouth with her hand to avoid making loud noises, because she is very noisy during lovemaking. Every time you bring her to orgasm, she squeezes your hand♡

🌸 Photo & camera girl.

Kanao is a little shy when it comes to undressing in front of you in reality, because she's afraid of making a mistake. And it's not about undressing, but rather your reaction to her.

But when she has the phone in her hands and you're away, Kanao actually feels more relaxed to send you some photos.

At first, everything will be innocent, "this angle accidentally turned out, I did not notice" - in this photo, you can see the edge of the bra, and in this - her panties, when she accidentally lifts her leg. Then the photos will become much more erotic - for example, send you a picture of her in a bra, and ask "which one suits her best?".

Everything will get hotter quickly enough. A morning photo where she's only wearing stockings, or a video where she touches herself, asking you for more (or silently brings herself to orgasm).

Kanao is a little ashamed, but it makes it much easier for her to express what she feels.

She's also low-key excited at the thought of someone finding out what photos she's sending you.

🌸 Kanao is comfortable making love when her eyes are blindfolded. Although she can't see your face, you can't see her face either, which seems less embarrassing to her.

At the same time, the positions where you look into each other's eyes seem very intimate to her, but she is very sexually aroused and easily orgasms from the fact that you see her like this.

#demon slayer headcanons #kimetsu no yaiba headcanons #🍰.imagine #dom reader #nsft #kanao tsuyuri x reader #nezuko kamado x reader #🍮.modern au #🍡.mommy kink #🍡.masturbation #🍡.public sex #🍡.petting #🍡.blindfold #🍡.erotic photos #nezuko kamado smut #kanao tsuyuri smut

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closedafterdark · 3 years

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Conflicted

BLΛƆKPIИK Chaeyoung x Male Reader

7929 words

categories: smut, oral, angst

note: special thanks to @sharpfeelings for all the help with this.

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“Open up! We know you’re in there!”

Two women look at each other, nodding before the taller of the two kicks the door open.

Drawing their guns, they use the built-in flashlight and search the apartment.

“Bathroom’s clear.”

Bedroom’s clear too.”

Reconvening back in the living room, the two look around at the apartment. Despite it being empty, it was evident someone was living here.

“They’re gone. They probably knew we were coming.”

“Goddamn it! First lead we have in weeks and the prime suspect is already gone.”

“Jooyeon unnie. It’ll be alright.”

Feeling a hand on her shoulder, Son Jooyeon looks to her side and sees Detective Lee Jinsook staring back and giving her a weak yet reassuring smile. Jinsook was sort of an anomaly. Not exactly green enough to be considered a rookie, yet not having been with the squad the necessary amount of time to be classified as a Senior Detective. Graduating from the academy at the minimum age required to do so, Jinsook was assigned to Starship Precinct as a bright, wide-eyed rookie. Having accumulated several years of experience under the guidance of you, Jiyeon and Jooyeon, Jinsook grew to be much more serious. Still maintaining her friendly demeanor when not on the field, she learned to approach situations cautiously and address all possible outcomes when making a decision.

“You’re right.” Jooyeon said, tapping Jinsook’s hand softly and responding with her own soft smile. “It’s just… this is my first assigned case for the Senior Detective promotion. Usually oppa or Jiyeon unnie would be the one leading everything. And with the Captain wanting to promote you and I... I just don’t want to fuck up.”

“Fucking up is a part of learning.” Jinsook began. Jooyeon’s eyes widened slightly, surprised at hearing how casually her partner cursed. “You guys taught me it’s okay to mess up so long as you use it to improve yourself.”

“Since when have you begun giving life advice? Usually it’s the other way around.” Jooyeon teased.

Jinsook pouted at her, giving her the cutest angry glare before heading for the door.

“Hmph!”

Jooyeon softly laughs as she also heads for the door.

“Oh, unnie.”

“Hmm?”

“Jiyeon unnie called the Captain today. She should be returning in a few days.” Jinsook said, turning back as she gave a genuine expression of worry to Jooyeon.

“You haven’t talked to her since the incident, right?”

Jooyeon shook her head, smiling slightly.

“She and I rarely talk to each other anymore.” Jooyeon began, her eyes beginning to glisten. “If anything, she’s closer with the Lieutenant nowadays. I can’t remember the last time Jiyeon unnie and I hungout, just the two of us.”

“Doesn’t help that you slept with her boyfriend, either.”

“H-Hey!” Jooyeon said, softly hitting Jinsook. “She and oppa are on a break.”

“I know you like oppa, unnie. But all three of your relationships will change if you and him get together. You know oppa will prioritize you and unnie’s friendship.”

“I know.” Jooyeon sighed. “It’s just… I really like him. And when we slept together, he made me feel so loved. I just want him.”

“Unnie…” Jinsook said, pulling Jooyeon in for a hug. The two embrace each other for several minutes, Jinsook rubbing the older woman’s bag as she comforts her. When the two let go, Jooyeon wipes away the tears built up. This causes them to laugh slightly and has relaxed her worries.

“Come on unnie, let’s go get some food. Nothing like a tall glass of beer and some spicy barbecue to calm our nerves. Plus, it’ll be fun listening to you talk about oppa while buzzed.” She said, heading for the door. Taking one last look around the empty apartment, Jooyeon is about to leave when something catches the corner of her eye. Kneeling down, she finds a thin piece of slightly durable paper. Black in color, only four words are printed on it in a pink color with a crown emblem.

“How you like that?” Jooyeon read aloud. Taking out her phone, she scrolled through her camera roll and found a photo of the first calling card left behind during the Gangnam Precinct escapes. Contrasting the one she just found, it was a pink background with black font and a square emblem.

“BlackPink in your area…” She said, scrunching her nose. “Just what are they up to?”

You wandered the empty Gangnam streets, surprised at the lack of foot traffic on a random Wednesday afternoon. Not even a full 12 hours have passed since your date and subsequent intimate moment with Son Jooyeon, a colleague you have grown close to ever since she joined the squad, confessing her feelings for you. Not to mention the fact that you and your girlfriend Kim Jiyeon were currently going through a break. Your thoughts are interrupted as you see a woman with long, blonde hair struggle to pick up various congratulatory flower pots. Quickly going to her, you pick up the pot from her arms and bring it inside the shop.

“Oh my, thank you so much!” the woman said, wiping the sweat on her forehead.

“It’s no problem.” you said. “Always happy to help someone in need.” When the two of you make eye contact, you realized she seemed familiar. Stealing a few more glances at her caused you to figure out she was the same woman who helped you choose flowers to bring to Jiyeon at the hospital. It seems she has recognized you as well.

“Oh…” you said to each other.

“Nice to see you again.” the woman said, giving you a smile. Her appearance has changed from the last time you saw her a few days ago. Her long brown hair was now a silky gold color. Her striking makeup was replaced with more natural tones, opting to equip herself with a thin eyeliner and rosy pink lips.

“It’s nice to see you again as well. Didn’t realize I walked all the way over here.” you said, carrying the last of the flower pots inside. As she followed you, she grabbed a spray bottle and tended to the various plants that lined the walls of the boutique. Her side profile caught your attention, as you took notice of her sharp eyes and cute pointed nose.

“So, what brings you by? Did your girlfriend like the flowers you picked out?” She said, returning to the back of the counter to sort through customer’s orders. When she didn’t hear you respond, she turned around and saw the sadness in your eyes. “What happened?”

“She liked the flowers you helped me pick out. But... decided we should take some time apart.” you said, remembering how you accused Jiyeon of being involved in Luda’s case.

“Oh my gosh, I’m so sorry…” she said, sincerity heard in her voice.

“Don’t be, it’s alright. She’s a very emotional person so I understand. We’ve had fights before but I kinda messed things up this time so I’m willing to give her all the space she needs.”

“I’m sure everything will work out between you two.” she said, flashing you her trademark smile. She possessed an elegant vibe to her, a classness you could exactly pinpoint specifically. She spoke in a lower register, which was easily complemented by an exotic accent that made every word sound like honey to you.

“Thank you. I couldn’t help but notice your accent. I guess you aren’t from here?” you asked, wanting to smoothly change topics.

“Ah, yes. I’m actually from Australia. I was actually born in Auckland but moved to Melbourne when I was 7. My parents still live out there and my sister visits me here from time to time. But in my heart, I will always be a Kiwi.” she replied.

“I take it you didn’t move all the way over here just to run a flower shop.” you said.

The woman laughed. “No I didn’t, actually. I came here because I wanted to be a singer. I went to many auditions and went through the training process to debut, but it wasn’t my thing. The extreme dieting, the company pointing out every one of my “flaws”. And the hair dye. God, that stupid fucking hair dye. I had to bleach my hair so many times, my scalp is so dry and my hair is fried.” She picked up strands of her hair to show you how damaged it had become, losing its natural oils. Her hair was slightly frizzy and riddled with split ends.

“I’m sorry to hear that.” you said, unsure of what response would be appropriate.

She shook her head. “You know, despite all of that. I don’t regret any of it. The company I was signed to allowed me to meet some really great people. The final lineup for the group I was in contained myself and three other girls. And although we never got to debut, I’m happy. We went through a lot together, and while we now all live separately, it’s in the same apartment complex so we’re practically neighbors.”

“Sounds like all that trouble was worth it if you made such great friends.”

“It was. Although, sometimes I kinda wished we debuted you know? They were planning on having me be the main vocalist.”

“I’d love to hear you sing sometime.”

“Mmm, that depends.”

“On what?” you said, tilting your head in curiosity.

“I don’t sing for free.” she teased.

“I don’t seem to have any money on me at the moment…” you said, rummaging through your pockets and opening up your wallet.

“I’m just kidding.” she said, laughing. “I don’t need the money. Although, I could never say no to a nice meal.”

“Are you asking me out on a date, miss?” you said, raising your eyebrow slightly.

“What, me? I would never.” she replied, feigning innocence. You noticed her cheeks begin to blush slightly as she coughed cutely and turned away.

“I never said it was a bad thing.” you said, laughing slightly. “But I don’t even know your name. Would be rude of me to not know the name of the person I was going on a date with.”

“I-It’s Roseanne.” she said nervously. “Roseanne Park. But here in Korea, I go by Chaeyoung.”

“Roseanne… that’s a pretty name.” you said. “Any preference on what you like to be called?”

“My friends usually call me Rosie or Chaeng. And I formally go by the name Rosé. But you can call me whatever you like. Just as long as you call me later.” she said, handing you a black business card with pink colored font on it. You observed it, taking note of a rose with the petals designed in the shape of a crown.

“I didn’t expect you to be so smooth. Do you always flirt with customers like this?” you asked.

“No no, I’m not that kind of girl. Well... maybe only to the cute ones.” she said, winking playfully. “Just wanted to share a meal as a thank you for helping me out with those pots my friends sent me. And it seems like you could use someone to talk to.”

“I’ll keep that in mind.” you said, waving the business card in the air as thanks before heading for the door.

“I’ll be off in a few hours. Call me then.”

You smiled at her and waved as you left. When you disappear from sight, Chaeyoung returned to tending the flowers inside the shop. She hears the bell chime as the door is opened once more.

“You’re back already? I didn’t expect you to-”

Turning around, Chaeyoung is met by a woman with dark hair slightly taller than her. She quickly bows her head in apology, the woman doing the same.

“I’m so sorry. I had a customer leave just now and thought you were them.”

“It’s alright.” the woman said, smiling.

“What brings you in today, ma’am?” Chaeyoung asked.

The woman fumbles around her pockets before taking something out and opening it up.

“Son Jooyeon, Starship Precinct Senior Detective. I was wondering if you’ve seen anything out of the ordinary recently.”

“No, nothing at all. We’ve been closed the past few days as I was recovering from a bad case of a cold.”

“There’s been a string of high profile robberies lately and we’ve been going to each business asking if they’ve seen any suspicious activity. I apologize for the intrusion.”

“Oh no, it’s perfectly fine. You’re just doing your job. I haven’t been here due to being sick. I even have these terrible tasting capsules I have to consume daily.” Chaeyoung said, holding up a bottle with a disgusted look on her face.

Just then, Jooyeon’s phone began to ring.

“Detective Son speaking. Really… Understood. I’ll be there shortly.”

Hanging up, Jooyeon returned her attention to Chaeyoung. “Sorry about that. Thank you again for your cooperation. Have a good day.”

“Wait, Detective!”

Jooyeon turned around. “If you don’t mind me asking, where did you get that flower?” Chaeyoung pointed to the one currently resting inside her hair.

“Ah, it was given to me by someone very special. Have a good day, ma’am.” Jooyeon said, bowing. As she left, Chaeyoung couldn’t help but think about how familiar that specific flower looked.

It didn’t take very long for several hours to pass. You indeed called Chaeyoung, slightly nervous that you would be viewed as desperate to accept her offer if you did so too early. She told you to give her an extra hour in order to freshen up and prepare for the date, texting you her address and the location of the restaurant you two would be eating at. You decided to take the time to have yourself presentable as well.

Arriving outside what you believed to be was her apartment complex, you were barely able to release a hi as Chaeyoung excitedly told you to start driving. Neither of you spoke during the car ride as she cycled through the various radio stations and recited the lyrics to the various songs she liked. Her sweet voice filled the vehicle with happiness as the two of you drove to the restaurant’s location.

Once you arrived, and earned compliments from Chaeyoung by placing your hand on the passenger side headrest while reversing the vehicle with your left hand, you arrived at the location of your date. The outside of the restaurant looked dated, paint chipping on the walls and windows that have been scratched up. Getting out of the vehicle, you quickly ran to the passenger’s side and opened the door for Chaeyoung.

“Such a gentleman.” she said, accepting your hand to help her out of the car.

Park Chaeyoung wore a very elegant look - black skinny jeans that showed off her long legs and nicely sculpted thighs, a white button up shirt tucked in with a skinny black tie, a heather gray blazer that complimented her outfit nicely even though it was slightly big on her, and a white designer bag that she wore on her body. Her blonde hair that she cursed about was neatly combed, not a singular hair out of place. The black knee high boots she wore were so perfectly fitting, you weren’t sure where they ended and her jeans began. She wore minimal makeup, choosing only to equip herself with pink lipstick. The people who passed by began to silently whisper to each other about how beautiful she looked. Chaeyoung looked ready to have her photo taken on a fashion runway in any minute, not having dinner with a customer she asked out.

“Your finest bottle of red wine, please.” Chaeyoung said as she handed the menu to the waiter. Looking at you, you quickly told the waiter your order and followed suit.

“Isn’t this place a bit too fancy?” you asked, scanning the room. All the employees wore black ties. You knew this was a fancy restaurant the moment you saw the waiters draping a towel on their arm as they tipped the wine bottle without letting the tip hit the rim of the glass. But what really tipped you off were the prices and the various plates of food arriving. The small portions of food inside such large plates.

“The steak here is amazing. And the lobster is caught fresh everyday.” Chaeyoung said. “Plus, it’s your treat.”

“I’m sorry, what?” you said, coughing after you drank water too quickly while listening to her talk. She looked at you confused.

“You’re the one who asked me out. Shouldn’t the person who does so pay?”

“But you’re the guy. Think about how people would react if I had to pay for the meal.”

“Wow, you really are something Park Chaeyoung. Times really should change. Women are able to pay fully for dates too.” you replied.

“So tell me about yourself.” Chaeyoung said as the food arrived. She cut into her steak delicately, the meat sliced with little pressure from the knife as your eyes are met with a perfectly medium rare center. Taking the piece in her fork, she uses it to wipe the sauce on her plate before putting it into her mouth. Despite the elegant environment, Chaeyoung stuffed her face. You smiled seeing her cute cheeks expand with food as she hums in satisfaction with each bite. And while you still weren’t sure if this was a date or not, you were happy to spend time with a beautiful woman who could eat well.

“What’s there to say… my life is pretty boring. Everyone thinks being a detective means I get to experience dead bodies or intense hostage situations on a daily basis. But really, it’s a lot of paperwork and sitting in front of a computer. I graduated from the academy a bit later than others. Being a beat cop for a year was very boring. During my very first field assignment, I forgot to carry a set of cuffs. I’ve had the same routine for the past four years up until three days ago. For the first time in forever, I have more time to myself than I know what to do with. So, I’m just taking things day by day.”

When you finally finished talking, you saw Chaeyoung staring at you. Her mouth was agape as the piece of steak on her fork was raised midair. You laughed at seeing her in shock. Snapping your fingers, her attention returned to you.

“Was I boring you?” you said, laughing.

“No! No, it’s just... that sounded so cool.” Chaeyoung said, choosing her words carefully. “I wish I had more structure in my life. It feels like I’m finally able to do what I want but don’t know where to begin.”

“Sometimes it’s nice to be free. Live in the moment and let things happen. Too much structure and routine is a hard habit to break.”

Chaeyoung smiles at you as she finishes her glass of wine and flags down the waitress to ask for another bottle. You sighed, your wallet was going to cry by the time the meal was over.

With both of your stomachs full - Chaeyoung’s more than yours, you sat inside your car and relaxed. You almost went into cardiac arrest once the waiter arrived with the final bill, but seeing her beautiful eye smile caused you to shake your head and smile as you gave them your card and signed the check.

At her insistence, the two of you drove to a bubble tea shop. You claimed to be full - an obvious excuse as you didn’t want your wallet to bleed any further. Chaeyoung hit your shoulder as she realized what you meant and told you she would pay. After waiting several minutes, Chaeyoung hears her name being called and picked up her order. Holding onto the tray, she hands you a bubble tea.

“What’s this?” you asked.

“Something sweet as a thank you for paying.” Chaeyoung said as she sipped her bubble tea cutely. You watched her cheeks huff as she closed her eyes in excitement.

While the two of you consume your drinks, you tell her about a story from your rookie days when you overslept and left your house so quickly, you forgot to put on pants. She laughed at every joke, even some that weren’t funny at all. You were thankful, enjoying her company as it provided you a distraction from your current struggles in the romance department.

Your conversation is cut short when the both of you feel droplets hitting you. Looking down, you see the cold sidewalk begin to be pelted with polka dot stains that gradually increase into pouring rain. The customers enjoying their drinks and the nighttime ambience quickly enter the shop, as you look to Chaeyoung and seemingly tell her to head to the car with your eyes. Neither of you carrying an umbrella, you do your best to shield her from the rain with your hands while the two of you run to the car.

The two of you set off aimlessly, the windshield wipers set on the maximum setting as you try your best to make out the road ahead of you. You look to your side and see Chaeyoung visibly nervous. She looks back at you when she feels your hand placed atop hers as you gently squeeze it and give her a warm smile.

“It’s pouring out there. I don’t think we’ll be able to get home. It’s not safe to drive right now.” you said.

“There’s a hotel a few miles from where we’re currently at.” Chaeyoung said, scrolling through her phone.

“You sure that’s okay?”

“It’s either that or we risk our lives in the blinding rain.”

“Fair enough. Just input the address in the navigation system.”

What should have been a 20 minute drive became 40 as the directions sent you off in a route that was longer than needed. Wanting to give up half an hour in, Chaeyoung provided moral support and cheered you on when you took a 5 minute breather. Luckily, there was one open vacancy available when you arrived.

The room was simple yet fairly spacious. One bed, a large desk with a built in television and writing area, a mini fridge fully stocked with overpriced snacks, and a balcony with what normally has a nice view of Seoul’s downtown area. Entering the bathroom, you noticed it fully stocked as well along with two pearly white bathrobes. Grabbing a towel, you freshen up by splashing cold water on your face. Looking at your reflection in the mirror, you wondered how you got into this situation.

You were thankful for a fun day with Chaeyoung, but expected to be relaxing in your own apartment by now, not in a hotel room very late at night. When you exited, you saw Chaeyoung trying to reach for the window curtain wand to give the room more privacy. You laughed softly seeing her struggle and chose to observe her. She tries with all of her might, standing on her tiptoes. Finally getting the wand she turns around and is greeted by you smiling at her. Feeling embarrassed, she turns around quickly before stumbling her footing. Seeing her about to fall, you managed to grab onto her before the two of you landed on the bed. The two of you locked eyes, both of you having neutral expressions. You can hear your heartbeat rapidly increasing as you feel Chaeyoung’s soft breath coming from her nose.

“I should go take a bath…” you said, trying to excuse yourself from the situation. Slowly getting up, you feel yourself pushed back onto the bed as Chaeyoung’s expression has changed. No longer was the shy, innocent woman staring at you. The look you saw in her eyes was one you knew all too well, a look that Jiyeon gave you at work whenever she felt stressed. Lust.

“Stay. I… I want you. Please.” Chaeyoung begged, her accent lacing each word with pure seduction.

The seriousness of her tone left you far more aroused than you would like to admit. Chaeyoung leaned down and pressed her lips against yours. They had a unique softness to them, feeling like they could melt away from the heat your own were providing. Your breaths began to get heavy as your arms wrapped behind her back and pulled her closer to you. Chaeyoung nibbled on your lower lip, allowing further entry as she pushed her tongue inside your mouth. The two of you fought for control over the other as you helped her out of her coat. Chaeyoung rolled over so that you were on top of her as you both began unbuttoning each other’s shirts. She quickly loosened her tie and threw it into a far off corner of the room.

Both of your tongues and hands explored and searched each other. Your mouths locked together the entire time, with your hands wanting to explore her milky soft skin, slightly annoyed at her cute yet still present clothing being worn. Freeing each other of your shirts, you see Chaeyoung shyly brush as her lacy red bra is exposed to you. Her breasts were on the smaller side, but enough of a handful for you to play with.

Wanting to be back on the bottom, the two of you free each other of your pants until you are both left in your underwear. Chaeyoung’s cute bubble butt complimented her thighs, which were now locked onto your lap. You felt her rub her crotch back and forth against your cloth imprisoned shaft. Running your hands across her smooth thighs, you stop when it is in front of her underwear. You felt the heat radiating from her, Chaeyoung’s perfume hypnotizing you with its intoxicating smell. Grabbing onto her hips, you gently lower her back onto the bed. Your hands move back down, grasping the helm of her sheer laced panties and pull them down. You find, much to your delight, that she is already leaking as it dribbles out of her.

Pulling you back in for a kiss, you reciprocate her earlier action and bite her lower lip while simultaneously sucking on it. Chaeyoung moans as you leave a trail of kisses down her neck and chest, coating her skin and faintest amount of cleavage with your saliva. Your kisses continue as you make sure not to leave out her tummy. Chaeyoung’s moans rapidly increase in volume as you get closer to her thighs. Upon reaching the inner apex of them, you add strong licks and paint her inner creases with your tongue. You lick your lips in satisfaction upon being face to face with her inviting warmth.

You marvel at the sight of her long, milky legs as her soft thighs do little to prevent them from being closed. As her lips glisten from her juices, you watched Chaeyoung gently run her middle finger between her folds until it reaches the bottom. Dragging it slowly upward, she adds her index finger and traces the outline of her lips. She touches herself softly, her erotic moans complemented by her accent. You watched her eyes slowly close as the pleasure began to course through her body. Her breathing becomes hitched, but she manages to regain enough composure to open her eyes and smile seeing you enamoured by the show she is displaying for you. Her voice has become soft, but no less lacking in desire.

“Please… taste me.”

You returned to the previous position you were in when you removed her panties, swiftly removing your boxers and freeing your hard cock. Controlling yourself, you began by planting soft kisses on her thighs. You enjoyed the feeling of her soft, milky skin each time your lips made contact with them. You caressed her legs, taking note of how muscled yet tender her skin was at the same time. Chaeyoung’s body was slim, but her thighs were a sight to behold.

You continued leaving kisses, repeating the process on her other leg until you were finally back where you started - in between her legs. Believing you have given an adequate amount of time for foreplay and teasing, you dive right in. You stick your tongue out to taste the bottom of her slit. Chaeyoung gasps as she feels you make contact with her for the very first time. Her gasps quickly turn into long, satisfied moans as you press your tongue against her lips and give her deep, strong licks.

You wanted to savor every inch of Chaeyoung, a woman you’ve only met twice and were technically still on a date with at the moment. Her drawn out, erotic melody moans keep your attention focused on what is in front of you. Giving her slow licks, you savor the rapidly dampening flesh until you finally suck her clit.

“Oh fuck, that feels so good.”

Chaeyoung runs her fingers through your hair until it rests behind your head. Using both of her hands, you feel her nails digging into your scalp. It is painful, but is well worth it knowing you’re giving her body pleasure. The moans that escape her mouth each time you lick and suck her delicious folds motivates you to continue.

You hold onto her hips as your thumbs gently part her lips even more. The wet flesh feels so soft and inviting. You move your tongue in a wave motion as you give her rapid fast licks. You consumed the nectar leaking out of her, savoring its sweet taste. Getting accustomed to you eating her pussy, Chaeyoung was not prepared when you surprised her by biting her clit.

“Oh… fuck!” she shouted, closing her eyes as her voice was so intense that the pleasure coursed through her body. A bit surprised at how suddenly she came, you are quickly pushed between her legs. Chaeyoung feels the same way as she wraps her legs behind you and pushes your head deeper. Her taste and aroma felt intoxicating, the both of you experiencing a high that could not be replicated by any drug.

Eventually, her body stops violently shaking as her body tense up. She was unable to move her limbs from the pleasure. You were content with yourself, satisfied at your partner’s reaction to your oral skills. You consumed whatever you could, replacing her leaking juices with kisses all over her lower body as you waited for her to recover.

“Fuck… that was… fuck…”

She finally opened her eyes and saw you licking your lips, enjoying the taste of her juices on your tongue. You gave her pussy a deep, long kiss before mirroring your earlier actions and replacing your soft kisses on her tummy earlier. Reaching behind herself, Chaeyoung unhooks her bra and finally frees her chest.

Her eyes were a mix of slight satisfaction and another emotion you couldn’t quite tell. It looked like an unquenchable lust. But it carried a heaviness to it, an appearance of a woman who wanted to be loved.

You climbed back upwards until you were both at eye level, your arms supporting yourself on the bed. Chaeyoung gives you the same sweet smile from earlier at the bubble tea shop that warms your heart as you lower your face to hers and press your own lips against hers. The two of you shared a rather passionate kiss, her arms wrapping around your neck as you feel her legs spread open. She whines softly when you break the kiss, but it quickly becomes a moan as her soft skin is given copious amounts of kisses on her cheeks, neck and upper chest.

Bringing your hand to her right breast, you fondle it as your mouth takes in her left breast. Her nipple begins to harden as you tease it with your tongue. The breast you are fondling is given the same treatment as you gently rub it between your index finger and thumb, pinching it gently. Although they were small, her breasts were inviting. You truly wanted to savor Chaeyoung’s skin, as her long, drawn out sultry moans let you know she was enjoying it as much as you.

Your eyes were on Chaeyoung the entire time. Seeing her head tilt back as the steady stream of moans continued. She looked down and seemed to have read your mind.

“C-Can… Can you fuck me now? Please. Fuck me, please baby.”

As you line your bodies up, you are about to tease her when you feel Chaeyoung grab onto your thighs.

“I… want to be fucked from behind.” she said, her words mere needy whispers.

Giving yourself a few quick strokes, you roll Chaeyoung onto her stomach before pushing yourself forward into her wet pussy. Few feelings could outdo the sensation of entering a woman for the very first time. Despite the many times you’ve done so, it always gave you genuine excitement and satisfaction. Jiyeon and Jooyeon were tight in their own regard, but Chaeyoung made them feel like a hollowed out cave.

Chaeyoung’s body reacted to you being inside her by moving her hips and cute round butt against your cock. Both of you savored the feeling of your hard flesh inside her pussy.

“Oh fuck, baby… Fuck me… Please fuck me…”

Removing your cock from her body, you are delighted to see it glistening in her juices as it appears from between her soft buttcheeks. You withdraw yourself until only the tip of your cock is left inside her before thrusting back inside, your shaft spreading her lips and entering her warm, inviting flesh.

It doesn’t take very long for you to establish a rhythm with which to fuck Chaeyoung from behind with. Having sex with a woman on her hands and knees in front of you was your favorite position - next to a woman being on her knees with your cock in her mouth. And while you’ve had your fair share of women before Jiyeon that you considered to be tight, all of them would be put to shame by Chaeyoung. Unlike sex with Jooyeon, a coworker and close friend, sex with Chaeyoung was quite possibly on par with Jiyeon - an affirmation of a romantic relationship between two people who discovered feelings for each other. While it was still the physical action of sex, it was a way your bodies spoke to each other to confirm your feelings through pleasure.

You felt Chaeyoung’s hips wriggle with each thrust of your own inside her body. Her moans increase in volume while being what you believed, individual in the way you were pleasuring her. The wet, hot feeling of her pussy wrapped around your cock was incredible.

Having used her hips for support, you bring your hands to her ass, firmly squeezing her cheeks with both hands. You were delighted to see them create soft ripples with each collision of your crotch against hers. Chaeyoung gasps in surprise when she feels you give her ass a spank.

“Baby, fuck me… Fuck me harder.” She gasps. Chaeyoung no longer wanted to be fucked by you. She wanted pure pleasure.

You satisfied her desires, giving her hard, deep thrusts as your cock moved in and out of the tight grip of her pussy.

Holy fuck… Yes! Oh yes!” she screamed, throwing her head back as you increased the pace. “Fuck me just like that!”

Through your repeated thrusts, you seemed to have discovered a sweet spot that gives Chaeyoung the most amount of pleasure. It takes you a few tries, but soon your cock is repeatedly hitting that spot as you maintain the same speed and depth of your thrusts. You know it won’t be long until her orgasm arrives, having seen the same signs from Jooyeon and Jiyeon - the ever increasing volume of her moans, the way her fists grasp onto the sheets for support as the pleasure courses throughout her entire body, and of course the way her hot, tight pussy maintains a firm hold on your cock.

“Baby… I’m about to cum! I’m gonna cum so hard!”

“Do it, Chaeyoung. Cum on my cock. Surrender yourself to pleasure and cum for me!”

“Baby… I’m cumming! Oh, fuck!”

Chaeyoung’s body tightens up as the pressure explodes, her pussy clamps down hard on your cock. You wanted to keep thrusting into her hard, but her orgasm has made her pussy far too tight for you to continue. Her cute, small fists form a deadly grip on the bedsheets below as her face sinks down onto the soft cotton pillow. You see her arms give out as her upper body collapses onto the bed.

The sound Chaeyoung made is the same sound you hear when a woman orgasms, an erotic sound that will never be old to you.

Chaeyoung’s second orgasm of the night was even more intense than the first, and as such, takes her several minutes to recover from. You relished at the sight of her body still bent over in front of you, your cock still inside her tight pussy. The light from above gave you a good view of her toned back that was lined with sweat.

“Baby… holy fuck, that was amazing.” she said, panting heavily.

You smiled at her words, giving a gentle squeeze on both of her asscheeks as a response.

“I want you to keep fucking me, baby.”

Drawing your cock out of her body, you watch as Chaeyoung straddles your lap. Thinking she was going to turn around and face you, Chaeyoung shoots down that theory as she strokes your cock before lowering herself onto it. You are given an alluring view of her sweaty back as she starts riding you. Her round ass slams down against your crotch with each movement of her hips. She was slim, but contained a small amount of curves in the right locations as you slap her ass cheek with a flat palm.

Chaeyoung throws her head back and lets out erotic, satisfied moans with each slap on her ass.

“Does Chaeyoung love getting her ass slapped like this?” you asked, knowing full well what her response will be.

“Y-Yes, ah!” Chaeyoung moaned. “Is my p-pussy tight enough for you?”

“I think it could be tighter.” you teased.

“Make me cum again and it will.”

Chaeyoung fucks herself on your cock for a few more minutes before regretfully removing her body from yours. You whined softly at the feeling of no longer being inside her, but it is short-lived as Chaeyoung gets off the bed and gets on her knees. She extends her hands out for yours as you take them and stand in front of her.

Her eyes remained fixed on you, taking her position between your spread legs. You looked down and saw her beautiful face filled with lust.

She takes you inside her mouth, your cock drenched in her juices. She bobs her head quickly, working on your cock as her tongue paints your underside and her hands massage your balls and thighs. Her tongue swirls around the tip of your cock, satisfied at how sensitive your tip is to her touch.

Chaeyoung’s moans send vibrations of pleasure throughout your cock, as you savor the delicious tingles of her mouth around your shaft. Her ultimate goal was to give you the very same pleasure you gave her.

“Chaeyoung… I’m… I’m close.”

“I knew you wouldn’t be able to last much longer in my tight pussy. And while I’m sure you want nothing more than to cum inside me, I want you to watch me swallow your cum.” Chaeyoung said softly as she took your cock back inside her sweet, wet lips.

Her beautiful brown eyes met yours as her lips formed an airtight seal around your cock. Her slim fingers massaging your balls was too much for you to handle.

“I’m cumming…” you say as your orgasm finally arrives. You bobbed her head up and down as quickly as you can before pushing her head all the way down to your base. Your cock throbbed as it releases hot, thick semen into Chaeyoung’s warm and inviting mouth. She manages to push her head back from your hold, opening her mouth to allow you to see your cum shoot into her mouth, painting her tongue and back of her mouth a milky white color. Her eyes crinkle in satisfaction, seeing your face riddled with pleasure.

You were surprised you managed to keep your eyes open the entire time you came. This was the first time you ever saw yourself cumming inside a woman’s mouth. And it was safe to say, it certainly wouldn’t be the last. When you finally finished, you watched Chaeyoung wipe her lips to catch the remaining droplets of cum before closing her mouth and swallowing your load down her throat. She sticks her bright pink tongue out at you with a satisfied hum and laugh, letting you know she enjoyed your tasty treat.

You collapsed back onto the bed, completely exhausted. Chaeyoung climbed on the bed shortly after, licking your cock clean before making her way on top of you. Your foreheads rested against each other, before she cupped your cheeks and gave you a deep, passionate kiss. You opened your eyes and found yourselves staring at each other longingly.

“That was amazing…” you said, mirroring her earlier sentiments.

“You were too, baby. You made me feel like a lovesick girl.” she said, pushing back her damp blonde hair.

“What does that mean?” you asked.

“It doesn’t matter.” she said. “You really were amazing, though. I’ve never been fucked like that before. That was the most incredible sex I’ve ever had.”

You smiled as she began tracing a finger across your chest.

Chaeyoung gave you even more loving kisses as she feels your cock slowly start to harden underneath her.

“Bad boy…” she said, reaching behind her to grab a hold of your shaft. “Already so hard for me again.”

“What can I say, you know how to make a person want more.” you said, resting your hands on her ass before giving her a firm squeeze. Chaeyoung playfully hits your shoulder in response.

Just as she is spreading her legs and lowering her body back onto yours, your phone suddenly rings. You give each of her asscheeks a slap before gently removing her body off yours.

You grabbed your phone from the desk and quickly headed out to the balcony.

Chaeyoung sits up on the bed and wraps her body in the comforter. At the nightstand next to her, she hears her own phone begin to ring.

“Hello?”

“Mudkip, it’s Hyunjung.”

“Hi, Lieutenant. You know I hate that nickname.” you sighed. “What’s up?”

“I’m not even supposed to be doing this since you’re still suspended, but I cashed in my redemption. Your request has been fulfilled.”

“Really? That’s great news. Thanks so much.”

“Are you sure this person can help us? From my brief conversation with them, they didn’t seem too happy when your name was mentioned.”

“They can… if anyone is going to be able to help us, it’s them.”

“Understood. Be safe, okay? Your suspension ends on Monday.”

“I know. Thank you, Lieutenant.”

“You’re welcome. But if you really want to thank me, bring me some bubble tea when you return. Hyunjung loves bubble tea.”

“Hyunjung really does love her bubble tea…” you replied. “Thanks again, I’ll see you Monday.”

“Chaeyoung… is your mission complete?”

“Yes, unnie. I made contact with him and got the digital imprint of his phone like you asked.”

“Good. So… how was he? How big was he? He better not be like that last guy you slept with.”

Chaeyoung sighed. “Yes Jennie unnie, he was big. I don’t know why you have to ask that every time I sleep with a guy.”

Seeing you enter from the balcony, Chaeyoung whispers quietly into the phone. “I’ll call you later.”

“Are you ready for round two?” she asked, ending the call as she turns around and cutely wags her butt at you.

“Chaeyoung…” you said. Noticing the seriousness in your voice, she turned around and faced you.

“What’s wrong?”

“Something came up, I have to leave.”

“What, right now? But we were about to start round two, where we get in the shower and fuck me until I can’t stand.”

“I know, and I really want to. But it’s important. You understand, right?”

“I do…” she said, pouting. She smiled weakly as you planted a long, tender kiss on her lips.

“I’ll be back soon.”

As you quickly dress up and leave Chaeyoung by herself, you give her one final wave before exiting the room. Chaeyoung sighs as she stares at a black domino mask and pearl necklace.

“I really like him… but we can never be together. Especially when he finds out who I am.”

The meeting location the Lieutenant gave you was not too far from the hotel. Thankfully, the storm has passed as the smell of rain perfumed the nighttime air. You finally reached your destination 10 minutes later.

Entering it, you scan the cafe until you find the person you were looking for. Approaching them, you see them sipping on a piping hot cup of tea. You timidly sit across from them.

“Thanks for agreeing to see me on such short notice.” you said.

The person doesn’t respond, sipping their cup of tea instead.

“How have… you been?” you continued. You watched as they finally lowered their cup.

“You know she will kill me if she found out I agreed to meet you.”

“What can you tell me about the robbery that happened a few days ago?” you said, your tone becoming serious.

They looked at you intently, before sighing and taking out a case file from their bag.

“Four women. They hit hard and strike like thunder. They wore masks and left no traces of print or hair. They clearly know what they are doing. Stole a couple million in jewels and denominations.”

“What about the security system?”

“Disabled. Along with CCTV. One of them was believed to be disguised as a repairer. They work in pairs. Two act as bait while the other two sneak underground and execute the plan.”

“They’ve never been ID’d?”

The person shook their head. “Nothing in our database at all. Whoever they are, they’re a ghost in the system’s eyes.”

“But…” they said, causing your eyebrow to raise. “I have a hunch on who. Interpol sent these in this morning.”

They handed you another envelope containing four photos. The first three seemed unfamiliar causing you to pay no attention to them. That is - until you reached the last photo.

“Are these legitimate?”

“You know Interpol wouldn’t send us fakes. Why?”

“This person.” you said, holding up the photo.

“She has the second highest bounty. Interpol has a file on her in several other countries, namely Australia and New Zealand.” They noticed your expression changing. “Why?” they repeated.

“I was just with her…” you said.

“How is she?” you said, changing your tone to let them know you were talking about someone else. “I heard she’s Captain now.”

“I still don’t know why I’m here. Your Lieutenant told me you were still suspended. I could lose my job for talking to you about work off the clock.”

“You know she and I didn’t end on good terms and that affected a lot of my relationships with people. Especially ours, you and I were best friends.”

“Please…” you continued. “You know I wouldn’t ask you in this way if I had any other choice.”

“I need your help. I need your help, Kim Bora.”

#kpop smut #kpop fanfic #blackpink smut #blackpink #rose #park chaeyoung #male reader #reader insert

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dl-oblivion · 3 years

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! NSFW and TW asks will have an (*) !

General:

- "We've been dating for a while, can I kiss you?" (Sakamakis)

- Daughters cursing in front of them (Sakamakis) *

- s/o whos a seamstress (Mukamis)

- Preference in lingerie? (Sakamakis) *

- Preference in lingere? (Mukamis + Tsukinamis) *

- s/o who doesn't shave (Sakamakis)

- s/o offering to help with Christmas dinner (Mukamis +Tsunkinamis)

- Cheating on s/o nonchalantly (Sakamakis) *

- Yui doesn’t care about them anymore after they cheated (Sakamakis) *

- Hearing WAP ring on phone (Sakamakis)

- Hearing WAP ring on phone (Mukamis + Tsukinamis)

- Rating Yui’s behind (Mukamis + Tsukinamis) *

- Rating Yui’s behind (Sakamakis) *

- Ayato and Subaru falling for the same girl (Sakamakis)

- s/o having a roast blog dedicated to Kanato (Sakamakis)

- Secret pervert s/o (Sakamakis) *

- Secret pervert s/o (Mukamis + Tsukinamis) *

- Walking in on Shu with his wives (Sakamakis) *

- asexual bride reaction (Sakamakis) *

- lesbian bride reaction (Sakamakis)

- Bride affectionate towards Yui (Sakamakis)

- Sister who’s a dhampir (Sakamakis)

- Finding out Yui’s bi through old photos *

- Pregnant s/o who is unsure about parenthood (Sakamakis) *

- s/o who doesn’t want a child but to live with them forever (Sakamakis) *

- Pregnant s/o who doesn’t want the child (Sakamakis)

- Pregnant s/o who doesn’t want the child (Mukamis + Tsukinamis) *

- Holding newborn baby girl (Sakamakis)

- Female friend is warded off by the idea of children (Mukamis + Tsukinamis)

- Bride with baby brother (Sakamkis)

- Pregnancy joke turned into a reality (Sakamakis)

- Sexy nurse outfit reaction (Mukamis) *

- opinions on yoga pants/leggings (Sakamakis) *

- opinions on yoga pants/leggings (Mukamis + Tsukinamis)

- Laito sleeping with Tsukinamis sister (Sakamakis) *

- s/o who listens to Jack Stauber (Sakamakis)

- s/o who listens to mother mother (Sakamakis)

- Reacting to Grimes (Sakamakis)

- Reacting to Ariana Grande (Sakamakis)

- Reacting to Ariana Grande (Mukamis)

- Male s/o who crossdresses (Sakamakis)

- Thicc insecure s/o (Sakamakis) *

- Insecure s/o with a beautiful body (Mukamis + Tsukinamis)

- Chubby Sacrifical Bride (Sakamakis) *

- Chubby Sacrifical Bride (Mukamis) *

- Daughters asking for Kanato to make them dresses (Sakamakis)

- First time with s/o who was abused (Sakamakis) *

- Affectionate female friend (Sakamakis)

- Truly in love with a human woman (Sakamakis)

- Yui wearing makeup to school (Sakamakis)

- Yui getting ready to go to a club (Sakamakis)

- s/o making their favorite food (Sakamakis)

- Shu’s ex getting with Reiji (Sakamakis)

- s/o with synthesis (Mukamis)

- s/o with social anxiety (Mukamis) *

- Bride with genetic anemia (Mukamis + Tsukinamis)

- Yui getting asked out by classmate and saying yes (Sakamakis) *

- Yui getting asked out by classmate and saying yes (Mukamis + Tsukinamis) *

- Yui getting flirted with at school (Sakamakis)

- Boys getting flirted with when they have a s/o (Sakamakis)

- Yui likes another brother instead of them (Mukamis + Tsukinamis) *

- s/o with a lot of experience (Sakamakis) *

- bride who is 6′5 (Sakamakis)

- bride who is 6′5 (Mukamis + Tsukinamis)

- s/o with 1940′s clothing (Mukamis + Tsukinamis)

- s/o who dresses goth (Sakamakis)

- s/o wears 80s inspired clothing (Sakamakis)

- s/o acting out nsfw scene with another actor (Mukamis + Tsukinamis) *

- s/o is a world famous idol (Mukamis + Tsukinamis)

- Pulling them into a room and saying “fuck me” (Sakamakis) *

- Going too far with sex (Sakamakis) *

- Petite s/o with high libido (Sakamakis) *

- Petite s/o with high libido (Mukamis + Tsukinamis) *

- Wearing thigh-high stockings to dinner (Sakamakis) *

- s/o sends nudes (Sakamakis) *

- s/o biting ear at school (Sakamakis) *

- s/o cries over being called a pervert during sex (Sakamakis) *

- Bite marks left all over body (Sakamakis) *

- Seeing their crush naked (Sakamakis) *

- Caught going “solo” (Sakamkis) *

- Walked in on by mom (Sakamakis) *

- demigod s/o (Sakamakis)

- s/o hurt by yelling and nicknames (Sakamakis)

- s/o playing Mortal Kombat X (Sakamakis)

- Long lost s/o who they cant remember (Mukamis) *

- Rich s/o spoiling them (Mukamis)

- Extremely Careful s/o (Sakamakis)

- Teenage daughter gets killed (Sakamakis) *

- s/o passing out after being proposed to (Sakamakis)

- Public proposal rejection (Sakamakis)

- Public proposal rejection (Mukamis + Tsukinamis) *

- s/o has fever and is oblivious to it (Sakamakis)

- s/o having random stomachaches (Sakamakis)

- Cute jealous s/o (Sakamakis)

- Kuudere s/o (Sakamakis)

- S/o with fox ears (Sakamakis)

- s/o paints flowers (Sakamakis)

- Girlfriend with a lot of henna tattoos (Mukamis)

- super religious and oppressive family (Sakamakis) *

- Yui is a youtuber (Sakamakis)

- s/o that’s tiktok famous (Sakamakis)

- s/o does lewd tiktoks (Sakamakis) *

- bride with onlyfans (Sakamakis) *

- Buying tampons and chocolates for menstruating s/o (Sakamakis)

- s/o with period cramps wanting to be comforted (Sakamakis)

- Yui being a swimsuit model (Sakamakis) *

- Special made flower just for them (Mukamis + Tsukinamis)

- s/o asleep in the middle of the hallway (Sakamakis) *

- Butt is smacked by s/o while exclaiming “yummy” (Sakamakis)

- s/o dancing to toxic (Mukamis + Tsukinamis)

- s/o dancing to toxic (Sakamakis)

- s/o depressed about not getting into college of choice (Sakamakis)

- s/o owns clothing store and surprises them (Sakamakis)

- Girlfriend hurt at party (Sakamakis) *

- s/o crying into pillow (Sakamakis) *

- s/o having traumatic flashbacks (Sakamakis) *

- s/o is skilled aerialist (Sakamakis)

- Crush turns out to be the true eve (Mukamis)

- Shu and Reiji love the same person (Sakamakis)

- s/o has a nightmare and comes in room crying (Mukamis)

- s/o has a nightmare and comes in room crying (Sakamakis)

- s/o running after puppy (Sakamakis)

- s/o pulls them to chest randomly (Sakamakis)

- s/o dyes hair a crazy color (Sakamakis)

- s/o kisses them on the neck randomly (Sakamakis)

- walking in on Subaru having sex (Sakamakis) *

- Kanatos s/o destroys teddy (Sakamakis) *

- Someone asks to be friends (Mukamis)

- s/o part of idol group (Sakamakis)

- s/o who doesn’t shave (Mukamis + Tsukinamis)

- “What am I, your wife?” (Sakamakis)

- s/o asks favorite animal seriously (Mukamis + Tsukinamis)

- Receiving a ‘groom’ instead of a ‘bride’ (Sakamakis)

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Shu:

- Wife dressed as sexy Mrs. Claus *

- facial treatment reaction

- Breastfeeding s/o

- Wife and kid playing with Reiji’s family

- Surprise pierced nipples

- s/o looks like Natsumi Suga

- Getting tackle hugged by s/o

- Caught going through s/o’s underwear drawer *

- s/o smacking his butt *

- “Well the wedding is next week, guess you’re my brother now”

- s/o wears virgin killer sweater *

- “Subaru is dating a first blood?”

- Girlfriend’s family is super nice

- s/o with tomboyish style

- s/o singing amazingly in the shower

- Mother insults s/o in front of them *

- An s/o that insists on taking care of him

- s/o below 5 ft

Reiji:

- Delinquent MC with similar grades

- Decorating the yule with his s/o

- s/o who makes suicidal jokes *

- suicidal s/o *

- s/o who ran away with their child *

- Breastfeeding s/o

- Wife and kid playing with Shu’s family

- Surprise pierced nipples *

- s/o masturbating and moaning their name *

- Schizophrenic s/o *

- Child walks in on bdsm session *

- Girlfriend’s family is super nice

- “Subaru is dating a first blood?”

- s/o with tomboyish style

- s/o dies from taking bullet for him

- s/o takes swing and 2 step classes after school

- Mother insults s/o in front of them *

- Getting praised for having excellent grades

- human and vampire friend au

- Short workaholic s/o

- s/o asks for chokeslam *

- s/o breaks his lab equipment on purpose *

- s/o asks for threesome *

Ayato:

- s/o whos an e-girl

- “Can I draw you nude?” *

- facial treatment reaction

- Getting tackle hugged by s/o

- s/o who looks like Kyle Jenner

- s/o who’s obsessed with their hair

- Caught going through s/o’s underwear drawer *

- “Ayy shawty your man still there?” prank

- “Well the wedding is next week, guess you’re my brother now”

- s/o who can manipulate gravity

- s/o is executive for the Mafia

- “Subaru is dating a first blood?”

- Girlfriend’s family is super nice

- s/o with tomboyish style

- Mother insults s/o in front of them *

- Stronger male s/o

- s/o below 5 ft

- s/o speaking to sister in another language

Laito:

- s/o whos an e-girl

- Decorating the yule with his s/o

- s/o who makes suicidal jokes *

- “Can I draw you nude?” *

- Wife wants to use a strap on *

- facial treatment reaction

- “Can you dress like a maid?...”

- Breastfeeding s/o

- Surprise pierced nipples *

- Getting tackle hugged by s/o

- s/o who looks like Kyle Jenner

- Playing a game with Laito

- Caught going through s/o’s underwear drawer *

- “Subaru can I have a hug?”

- Moaning someone else's name *

- “Well the wedding is next week, guess you’re my brother now”

- s/o who can manipulate gravity

- s/o wears virgin killer sweater *

- “Subaru is dating a first blood?”

- Girlfriend’s family is super nice

- s/o singing amazingly in the shower

- Mother insults s/o in front of them *

- Stronger male s/o

- s/o below 5 ft

- s/o asks for chokeslam *

Kanato:

- s/o who makes suicidal jokes *

- Caught going through s/o’s underwear drawer *

- “Well the wedding is next week, guess you’re my brother now”

- s/o with tomboyish style

- Stronger male s/o

Subaru:

- Wife dressed as sexy Mrs. Claus *

- Getting pulled under the mistletoe

- s/o who ran away with their child *

- facial treatment reaction

- s/o wants to have sex in his coffin

- Breastfeeding s/o

- s/o looks like Natsumi Suga

- Caught going through s/o’s underwear drawer *

- Going through a scary maze with s/o

- s/o masturbating and moaning their name *

- “Subaru can I have a hug?”

- s/o smacking his butt *

- “Well the wedding is next week, guess you’re my brother now”

- s/o wears virgin killer sweater *

- “Subaru is my crush, can you talk to him?”

- Bringing home 12 parakeets

- Girlfriend’s family is super nice

- s/o with tomboyish style

- s/o takes swing and 2 step classes after school

- s/o singing amazingly in the shower

- Mother insults s/o in front of them *

- Short workaholic s/o

- s/o below 5 ft

- s/o speaking to sister in another language

- s/o cursing cause it feels so good

- s/o asks for chokeslam *

- s/o asks for threesome *

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Ruki:

- Ruki can you help me with a math question?

- s/o whos an e-girl

- Wife dressed as sexy Mrs. Claus *

- Decorating the yule with his s/o

- “What’s your opinions on Catcher in the Rye?”

- s/o who ran away with their child *

- facial treatment reaction

- Breastfeeding s/o

- “Can I call you dad again?” *

- Surprise pierced nipples *

- s/o who looks like Kyle Jenner

- s/o who’s obsessed with their hair

- s/o with schizophrenia

- s/o smacking his butt *

- “Ayy shawty your man still there?” prank

- “Is that what I am to you?”

- s/o who can manipulate gravity

- s/o wears virgin killer sweater *

- Bringing home 12 parakeets

- Child walks in on bdsm session *

- Finding out s/o is good artist

- s/o is executive for the Mafia

- Girlfriend’s family is super nice

- s/o with tomboyish style

- s/o takes swing and 2 step classes after school

- s/o singing amazingly in the shower

- Mother insults s/o in front of them *

- Getting praised for having excellent grades

- human and vampire friend au

- Short workaholic s/o

- s/o speaking to sister in another language

- s/o who smokes or vapes

- s/o asks for chokeslam *

- s/o has period accident

- s/o asks for threesome *

(Legit my favorite cg in the whole series, LOOK AT THEM)

Yuma:

- s/o who ran away with their child *

- Getting tackle hugged by s/o

- s/o who looks like Kyle Jenner

- s/o who’s obsessed with their hair

- Caught going through s/o’s underwear drawer *

- s/o smacking his butt *

- “Ayy shawty your man still there?” prank

- s/o smacking his butt *

- s/o who can manipulate gravity

- s/o wears virgin killer sweater *

- Finding out s/o is good artist

- s/o is executive for the Mafia

- Girlfriend’s family is super nice

- s/o takes swing and 2 step classes after school

- Stronger male s/o

- Short workaholic s/o

- s/o below 5 ft

- s/o who smokes or vapes

- s/o has period accident

Kou:

- s/o whos an e-girl

- Decorating the yule with his s/o

- s/o who ran away with their child *

- Getting tackle hugged by s/o

- “Kou are you single?”

- s/o who looks like Kyle Jenner

- s/o who’s obsessed with their hair

- Someone with cat like features *

- Trolling Kou

- s/o smacking his butt *

- “Ayy shawty your man still there?” prank

- s/o addicted to video games

- s/o who can manipulate gravity

- s/o is executive for the Mafia

- Girlfriend’s family is super nice

- s/o takes swing and 2 step classes after school

- Mother insults s/o in front of them

- Short workaholic s/o

- s/o below 5 ft

- s/o who smokes or vapes

- s/o has period accident

Azusa:

- Happy Birthday from Azusa

- Getting pulled under the mistletoe

- s/o who makes suicidal jokes *

- “Can I draw you nude?” *

- s/o who ran away with their child *

- s/o who’s obsessed with their hair

- Extreme sadist s/o takes the lead *

- s/o masturbating and moaning their name *

- s/o addicted to video games

- Bringing home 12 parakeets

- s/o takes swing and 2 step classes after school

- Short workaholic s/o

- s/o speaking to sister in another language

- s/o who smokes or vapes

- s/o asks for chokeslam *

- s/o has period accident

- s/o asks for threesome *

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Carla:

- Breastfeeding s/o

- Surprise pierced nipples *

- “Thoughts on Humans?”

- s/o addicted to video games

- Schizophrenic s/o *

- Bringing home 12 parakeets

- Girlfriend’s family is super nice

- “Subaru is dating a first blood?”

- Intelligent s/o who is very clumsy

- Mother insults s/o in front of them

- Getting praised for having excellent grades

- Getting complimented

- human and vampire friend au

- s/o kissing him out of nowhere for gift

- s/o who smokes or vapes

- s/o asks for chokeslam *

- s/o has period accident

- s/o asks for threesome *

Shin:

- Surprise pierced nipples *

- “Thoughts on Humans?”

- “Ayy shawty your man still there?” prank

- s/o addicted to video games

- “Well the wedding is next week, guess you’re my brother now”

- Girlfriend’s family is super nice

- “Subaru is dating a first blood?”

- Intelligent s/o who is very clumsy

- “I missed you so much. I want to stay like this for a while”

- Mother insults s/o in front of them

- Getting praised for having excellent grades

- s/o kissing him out of nowhere for gift

Yui:

- “Subaru is my crush, can you talk to him?”

#masterlist #diabolik lovers #admin #admin speaks

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fandomtookoverlife · 3 years

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Late

Hotch x reader

Fem!reader

Summary: you go out to brunch with the girls but your late, (as always) and they have a peak at your sex life before you leave.

Note: italics are readers thoughts

Warning: talk of sex, swearing

Words: 1.8k

Category: fluff

A/N: ok this took me way too long to write but that's ok because I like the way it turned out and I hope you do too. Also this totally isn’t based off of the dumb bitch I am and how I act when I’m late. 😂😂

also again with me not being able to come up with a name worth a shit

Interact with me if you like, anything you want,😘😘, not sure what I’ll write next we’ll see. Also not me getting this out instead of doing hw, not me, wrong bitch.

Other blog: @mac99martin

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Shitshitshitshit I’m so fucking late UGH SHIT! You are so late. You’re running around your bedroom trying to get ready. You were going for brunch with the girls; Penelope’s idea, which was fine except that you were getting picked up at 11, you woke up at 10:40. For the last 10 minutes, you have been rushing around your room trying to get ready, preying that the girls would be running late as well. You’re dressed, which is good, you threw on a bit of makeup in an effort to look the least bit presentable and now you were desperately trying to manage the mess that is your hair. You had… fun last night. Aaron had come over and well like you said you had fun. Jack was at a sleepover so Aaron came to your apartment, you stayed up half the night, relishing in the time you’ve missed together in the past week. It came to an end when Aaron received a call saying that he needed to pick up Jack. At that point you decided you should get some sleep seeing as you had to get up in the morning, unfortunately for you, your own personal alarm clock left last night and you forgot to set an alarm, yep, you’re late. You’ve been checking the clock every two minutes, you were probably wasting time checking the time and now you're wasting time thinking about how you're wasting time, UGHH, but you were frazzled and freaking out so you can’t be relied upon for anything right now.

10:53

All you have to do in the next 7 minutes is clean up the rat’s nest that is left of your hair after last night’s activities, find shoes, find your wallet, purse, find wherever the hell you put your phone down and pray that you look presentable.

Unfortunately, there’s one flaw that always manages to escape you, most people don’t show up at the exact minute agreed upon.

It was now 10:56 your hair was mostly put together, 4 minutes ok I can do that. As if you weren’t already having the worst morning, it gets worse. Ya, that phone you can’t find, It has been blowing up with messages for the last few minutes.

“She’s not answering.” JJ had had none been calling you from the parking lot for a couple of minutes with no answer. Em and Pen had been checking in for the last 15 with no answer and continued to send unseen texts to you.

Em finally snapped, “alright, I’m going up.” not giving the other ladies time to respond she opened that car door and got out.

Pen rushed out after her, “Wait I wanna come!”

JJ watched the two women walk toward the entrance to your complex, looking at the empty car around her, got up as well, “ok I’m coming too.”

Emily, completely giving up on you, took out her keys and opened your door, JJ, ever the reasonable one, had protested, saying that they should knock. She got a nasty glare as Em pushed your door open.

As you said before, Aaron left in a rush last night, and you had been running around your room all morning, actually, you haven’t left your room all morning, making you completely unaware of the state of your apartment.

The women stood in your doorway in shock. You and Aaron didn’t just have fun in the bedroom last night, you had fun everywhere, the kitchen, the floor, the table, your desk, the couch, you name it you were there. In conclusion? Your apartment was a mess, for starters there were clothes everywhere, your shirt, Aaron’s jacket, your bra, Aaron’s tie, your pants and last but definitely not least your-ripped-panties right in the open directly in the eye line of the women at the door. And you were completely unaware.

The stunned women stepped in closing the door behind them, the world did not need to see this. They took in the sight, the clothing, the underwear that pen had pointed out, making sure to specify their ripped state. The next thing they noticed was your desk, what was usually a very precise desk was, quite the spectacle. Papers and folders scattered, pencil cups on their sides, pens just everywhere, photos knocked over. The tables and couch were pushed out slightly into the middle of the room, it was very clear what had happened here last night. The ladies looked at each other, their faces blank unsure how to react. A part of them was horrified, the other part really wanted to laugh. That was until they heard a noise coming from behind your door. They all became alarmed, “wait you don’t think Hotch is still in there do you?!” with your normal, horrible timing, that’s when you decided to open your door

Everyone looked stunned. You tried to start asking how they got into your apartment but you were by a frantic Emily, “Is hotch still here?”

“What? No, how did u…” the women looked relieved at your answer, when you started to ask how they knew he was here last night they gestured around the room. And that’s when you remembered the state in which you and Aaron left your apartment last night, “ohhh shit”

Emily started “Ya oh shit, look at this place”

“You guys had fun last night” JJ, always so passive-aggressive. When Pen went to pick up your panties, you sprang into action.

“Alright I’ll be out in a minute you guy can wait in the car” you practically slammed the door behind them, you look back at the mess that in your apartment, “shit”

You get your shit and get out of your apartment as fast as you can, JJ, Pen and Em are in the car waiting as ordered to but when you get in they are all smiling, “soooo, if you guys could just forget what you saw in there…”

“Absolutely not! That image will be engraved in my mind for the rest of my life!”

“JJ, come on”

“Don’t give me that did you see that place, good god Y/N what did you do in there!”

“Ummm…”

Before you could even think of an answer Pen jumped in with, “did you see all her clothes on the ground?”

“Did you see Hotch’s clothes still on the ground?”

“Did you see her desk?!”

“Alright, that’s enough” doing your best to put your foot down while also hiding how absolutely mortified you are.

“I think you’ve had enough.”

“No wonder she was late.”

Despite your protests, it went on and on,

“Do you think she has hickey?”

“Hmm, not that I can see” at this point they weren’t listening to you anyway, so you just sat there, trying very hard not to listen, at some point you had started to think about last night. It was so perfect, not only the incredible sex but just being with him, allowing your selves to let loose, show each other affection, which you don’t do around the team. And then there was the literal mind-blowing sex, his hand all over you, his mouth across your body leaving the hickeys that you actually had but skillfully covered. The many orgasms you had that your legs hurt now, your slightly sore throat…

“Do you think that HE has hickeys?”

“Should we find out?”

That was it “NO”

“Well that woke her up, you were kind of out of it there for a second.”

“Ya something up,? Maybe something on your mind, thinking about something, dreaming about it, imagining it, reliving it?” Emily was nudging your shoulder and your face was turning bright red, “oh my god she was!”

Once you had actually started eating they let the conversation move on. It was one of the best times you’ve had in a while, you laughed and joked, you really don’t remember the last time you all smiled so much. It was nice to be with them so relaxed and happy, you almost forgot what it was like.

When your phone rang you knew their fun from earlier wasn’t over, they all turn to you, smirks growing on their faces, “hey”

“hey Y/N, I’m sorry about last night,”

“Don’t worry about it, really”

“Jack doing fine now but- it was messy” he said with a tired chuckle

“No no, I get it.”

“Hey hotch” Emily had pulled you phone slightly away from your ear and spoke into it “quite a number you did on her apartment last night” you snatched your arm back from her and shot her a glare

“You're still at lunch…”

“Yes. I am.” with a laugh that was more of a sigh,

“Sorry I totally forgot, Jack just wanted to talk to you, but he can wait-”

“No no, I want to talk to him,” you blushed and everyone smiled, you said you were stepping outside and would be back, they didn’t catch much of your conversation as you walked away, but what they did catch, was way too fucking sweet.

“Wow, they are just-”

“She looks so happy” watching you talk through the window

“Her? Have you seen him?” they thought about the changes in the two of you recently, you both were smiling so much more, you seemed so energetic, he seemed softer. Both so much more selves, a weight coming off both your shoulders, you brought the light out in each other and just being in the same room as you lift the spirits of the team. Watching their fierce leader's stoic exterior melt away and your calm and loving nature amplified out of proportion.

You came back to the table still smiling while they all looked at you, “don’t start-”

JJ cut you off, grabbed your hand and looked in your eyes, “hey,” squeezing your hand, “we are so happy that you're happy.” you blushed and smiled at JJ’s soft, kind words, her motherly exterior and your friends smiling faces showing the sentiment.

After a lovely lunch, filled with smiles, laughter and best friends you pulled up to your apartment JJ had a grin on her face, “so, you want help cleaning up?” the ladies trying very hard not to start laughing.

You clear your throat composing yourself and your face heats up, again, “um no I’m good thanks” getting out of the car as fast as you could.

“Are you sure?” they call after you.

“I’m sure!” running to your door while the ladies kill themselves in the car.

They may be annoying but who would you be to complain about your life right now, how could you, you have everything you could ever want.

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risk it — jjk | nine.

risk it | nine: one more chance.

a/n: i know this update is kinda late, pls forgive me. xo

↠ main pairing: tattoo artist!jungkook x salon owner!reader

↠ side ships: namjin, vmin (fwb), hoseok x makeup artist!oc

↠ word count: 2.1k

↠ warnings: angst (duh lol), language

SERIES SUMMARY:

✧ a drunken text ends with you wrapped up in the arms of your ex-boyfriend. aka the man that you dumped two years prior, after he refused to marry you. suddenly, all of the feelings that you’d seemingly had buried come rushing back up to the surface, and you’re not sure how long you can ignore them.

Jungkook’s hands were gripped onto the steering wheel so tightly that his knuckles had begun to turn white. His lips were pursed, brows narrowed, and chest heaving with angry breaths as he drove toward your salon.

He had half a mind to turn around and drive in the opposite direction— to your apartment, where Yoongi was, and pummel him into the ground until he was bruised and bloody from head to toe.

But he wanted to see you more. He wanted to tell you exactly what he thought about you having sex with his ex best friend, and he wanted to know exactly what the two of you had done together.

Ever since Taehyung had sent that fucking picture in the group chat, it was all he could think about. He kept imagining Yoongi’s hands traveling up and down your body, Yoongi’s mouth trailing down your stomach, and every time he’d envision Yoongi fucking you into your mattress all he saw was red.

When he finally pulled into a parking spot outside of the front door, he took a deep breath and ran the palms of his hands down his face in an attempt to mentally prepare himself for what was to come.

The sign above the door read Kookie Cutters, and he couldn’t help but to shake his head as memories of the two of you together flooded back in.

He was lying next to you on your shared bed, one hand mindlessly on your breast (as it always seemed to be), while his other hand held the television remote.

You’d been trying to come up with a name for your business all afternoon, and at first, he was eager to help. But after you shot down all fifty of his suggestions, he’d resorted to just nodding and grunting as he let you ramble on.

“I want the name to be something unique, yet personal. Something that nobody else has thought of.”

He nodded his head in agreement, attention more focused on the soccer game in front of him than on your words.

You rolled your eyes, plucking a pillow from behind his head and swatting him with it.

“Hey! I was listening!” He insisted, swatting your attack away with his hands.

“Uh huh, so what did I say?” You lifted a brow, hands on your hips.

He smirked at your newfound attitude, always finding it so adorable and endearing.

“Alright, alright. You caught me.” He admitted, to which you let out an annoyed sounding huff.

“Kook! This is important!” your eyes lit up then, a theoretical lightbulb switching on above your head, “Wait, that’s it! I’ve got the name!”

“Care to share with the rest of the class?” Jungkook teased, and you playfully punched his shoulder.

“Kookie Cutters, but… spelled like your name.” You visibly blushed as you told him your suggestion, and he was sure you were the cutest person he’d ever laid eyes on.

“Sounds good to me.”

Jungkook inhaled one final deep breath before wrapping his hand around the door handle and opening it up, stepping inside of the decently sized building.

He was immediately greeted with the smell of bleach and hairspray, the sound of gossiping hairdressers and clients buzzing through his ears.

The place had grown impressively since the last time he’d been. You’d obviously hired more help, as well as made several renovations to the store’s overall aesthetic. The walls that used to be the ugliest shade of puke green were now a stylish cool toned grey, and the once tile floors had been replaced with dark rustic hardwood. You’d replaced the cheap light fixtures with spectacular chandeliers, and the waiting area that used to have a sofa and a small tv now housed several chairs and two wall mounted flat screens.

It suited the place, he thought. It suited you.

“You look lost.” A feminine voice pulled him out of his trance, and he turned to face none other than Lee Mina.

He offered her a small shrug, his eyes still looking the place over and attempting to catch sight of anything he might’ve missed.

“Just impressed, is all. Looks a lot different than it did two years ago. Well, I mean, other than the name.”

“You’re a cocky son of a bitch, you know that?” The brunette crossed her arms over her chest and tapped her toes on the floor below, exuding annoyance from every single one of her pores.

“I’ve been told that a time or two, yeah.” He confessed, looking past her and scanning the other women in the salon— looking for you.

“She’s in her office,” Mina informed, “but I highly doubt she wants to see you.”

“I told her I was on my way here.”

“Awfully bold of you to come into a place filled to the brim with scissors and bleach, don’t you think?” Mina held a bite to her voice that damn near sent shivers down the man’s spine.

Luckily, you finally made an appearance and stood beside your hard headed friend.

“Down, girl,” you placed a hand on her shoulder, nodding toward the waiting area, “you’ve got a client, no time for poisoning my ex boyfriend.”

“Trust me,” she started, shooting a death glare in Jungkook’s direction as she began to walk away, “I can make time.”

Jungkook was sure that if looks could kill, he’d be six feet under right now.

“She doesn’t like me, does she?”

You scoffed, hands on your hips.

“Can you blame her?”

No, he couldn’t.

He sighed, rubbing nervously at the back of his neck, “Can we go somewhere and talk?”

You nodded, “Yeah, we can go into my office. Follow me.”

He did as he was told, keeping a safe distance between the two of you as he walked behind you.

“I like what you’ve done with the place, by the way.”

You mumbled a thank you as you opened up your wooden office door, stepping aside and gesturing him to go in before you.

Your office was just as impressive as the main space, but Jungkook could tell that you’d taken the time to make this room more personal. Pictures of you and your friends hung on the wall behind where your glass desk was sat, and he’d be lying if he said it didn’t upset him to see that there weren’t any pictures of you two. Not that he’d expected there to be.

Apparently, you could see the way that his face seemed to fall at that realization, and you were quickly bumping his hip to turn his attention to the picture frame beside your laptop.

It was a photo of you and Jungkook, around seventeen years old, he guessed. His hair was much shorter, and his skin had a lot less ink— as in, had no ink. Yours was the same way, bare and tattooless. Jungkook was kissing your cheek in the photo, and you were grinning from ear to ear with your metal braces on full display.

He couldn’t help but to reach out and touch it, allowing his fingers to ghost over the picture as he reminisced about the past. You’d become his everything when the two of you were just sixteen, the typical high school sweethearts cliché.

He shared his first kiss with you, and you shared yours with him. It was so bad— teeth clacking and tongues unsure of what to do. But eventually, the two of you figured it out. Together.

Your first time having sex was even worse, because neither of you even managed to cum. Maybe you would’ve, if Jungkook’s mom hadn’t walked in in the middle of it and proceeded to give you the world’s longest speech about how she was too young for grandchildren.

“Did you really think I’d have pictures of everyone else, but leave you out?” You asked, taking a step forward and leaning your back against the desk beside him.

“Guess it shouldn’t shock me,” he shrugged, straightening his posture as he sat on the edge of the desk and allowed one leg to dangle down, “seeing as how I still have a picture of you on my station at the shop.”

“You know,” he laughed, shaking his head, “I was so mad before I came here. Really, my blood was boiling. But as soon as I laid eyes on you—“

“Don’t,” you cut him off with a wave of your hand, “just say what you came here to say, Jungkook.

You weren’t looking at him, your eyes were staring straight forward at the frames hanging on the wall in front of you. He could see the way they were glossed over, tears threatening to spill out at any moment.

He’d made you cry so many times before, and every single time he did he felt like he was dying— like all of the air was being slowly sucked from his lungs.

“Bug, don’t cry,” he stood in front of you instantly, his hands instinctively finding their way onto the sides of your face, “I just wanted to apologize, to tell you that I’m sorry for hurting you.”

You closed your eyes, and to his surprise, leaned into his touch. He swiped his thumb across your cheekbone as a single tear fell down, tucking a loose strand of hair behind your ear.

“You keep saying that,” you choked out, fully allowing the sobs to take over your body now, “but you don’t ever make any effort to stop doing it!”

Your body began to shake, and you could no longer hold yourself up. The weight of everything that had happened recently, and in the past, was clearly getting to you. You fell against Jungkook’s chest as you continued to choke out pitiful sobs, and he used his strong arms to hold your body up to keep you from slipping to the ground.

“I c-can’t do this anymore, Kook! I’m so in love with you that I feel it in every inch of my body, but all you seem to want to do is h-hurt me,” you continued to ramble, using the back of your hand to wipe at your nose, “and I know you don’t mean to sometimes. But sometimes y-you do! And I just— I miss you, I miss who you used to be. I miss the guy that loved me and treated me right when we were teenagers! I know he’s in there somewhere, so either dig deep and f-find him or stay the f-fuck out of my life because I—“

The sound of Jungkook’s own sobbing cut you off. He’d begun stroking your hair with his hand as he let you get everything out, but it wrecked him to know he was making you feel this way.

“I’ll try and be better, I swear to God I will. You’re all I’ve ever fucking wanted, and I am so sorry for all the hurt and pain I’ve caused you. You deserve so much better than me,” he lifted your chin with his fingers so that his sad eyes could meet your own, “but if you’ll give me one more chance… I swear I’ll be the man that you need me to be.”

He could tell that the gears of your mind were working in overdrive, weighing out the pros and cons of putting your trust in him again. He hoped with every fiber of his being that you would, because come hell or high water, he was going to prove to you that he was worth your love again.

You lifted your hands up to meet his face, wiping his tears from his cheeks and tucking his long strands of hair behind his ears.

“Okay. One more chance.”

The sigh of relief that Jungkook breathed out could no doubt be heard from the other side of the world. He nodded once, taking in the fact that you’d actually agreed to have him in your life full time again, even on a trial basis.

His forehead leaned against your own as he pulled you tighter against him, giving your body with the tightest embrace— scared that at any moment, you’d change your mind and run in the opposite direction.

“I promise you won’t regret this, bug. I mean it, I—“

Jungkook was cut off by Mina swinging open the door to your office and announcing your presence with her seemingly always excited, high pitched voice.

“Oh, my God! I’m sorry, I-I didn’t mean to interrupt, it’s just— uhm,” she was stammering awkwardly, and speaking way too quickly, “Yn, you uhm… have a client. She’s waiting for you.”

You gave her a quick nod, letting her know that you’d be out in just a minute as you wiped at the mascara running under your eyes.

“Call me later?” you asked, finally breaking away from your ex lover’s hold, “We have a lot more to talk about.”

“Sure thing.”

As you turned to exit the room, you stood up on the tips of your toes and placed a hand on Jungkook’s shoulder before allowing your lips to peck a kiss to his cheek.

“Get home safe, Kook.”

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