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snowfll · 5 months

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Hi! Can you write one about Tom Blyth and actress!reader where after filming a movie they grew closer and closer until finally one day Tom or reader or both confess their feelings for one another? Or maybe it can be them both being oblivious and everyone basically knows they’re in love until one of their costars helps them finally confess to one another? Thank you!

Baby, You're Perfect; Tom Blyth

pairing - Tom Blyth x actress!reader summary - its easy to fall for Tom on screen and even easier to fall for him in real life words - 1.31k warning - js fluff! Tom's a cutie note - I tried my best! I hope you like it :3 idk why but the pictures aren't working. trying to fix it asap

"You two are awfully close."

Although neither of you answered the question, the interviewer could sense the unspoken truth lingering in the air, revealed by the way both of you were flustered.

Working alongside Tom on a romance film created a bond that extended beyond the scripted lines. Having played his love interest on screen, the chemistry between the two of you was through the roof.

From the moment you sat down in your designated seat at the table, he caught your eye. You were curious to see how the chemistry read would play out. It turns out you two got along extremely well.

“Well, yes, seeing him every day has that effect; he’s such a sweetheart,” you confessed during the interview, a smile playing on your lips.

“Oh, don’t listen to her; she’s over-exaggerating," Tom interjected with a playful grin, emphasizing the chemistry within your off-screen dynamic.

He is a known gentleman, bringing you flowers every week on set—a thoughtful act born from the understanding of your love for them. The cast playfully teased him for it, drawing parallels from his on-screen character, who loved giving gifts to his girl. You adored his actions; no one had ever brought you flowers before.

As filming wrapped up, a sense of melancholy settled in, originating from the reluctance to part ways—you enjoyed your time on set. The days were a blend of shooting scenes or relaxing with Tom wherever you were, no matter what you were with him at all times.

Now that you were on the press tour for your film, you and Tom were closer than ever. The days were a whirlwind, going from interview to interview and then straight to the hotel to catch up on rest. The limited days off were cherished, offering you both a break from the spotlight.

Walking through different cities with Tom by your side became a treasured routine, despite the presence of paparazzi trailing your every move. Cameras flashed every time you went out with your hands intertwined, capturing moments that fueled rumors and speculations.

“Tom! Are you and Ms. Jones matching shoes on purpose?” A paparazzo called out, drawing attention to the coordinated footwear chosen during your shopping spree.

“Ms. Jones, do you have anything to comment on the dating rumors between you and Mr. Blyth?” another inquired. That is what most of them ask nowadays. Could they sense the feelings you had for your co-star? Ignoring the persistent questions, Tom guided you away from the crowd of cameras, seeking refuge in the waiting car.

“That was a lot,” he remarked after a few minutes of silence, his tone carrying exhaustion.

“It was. I can’t wait to get back to my hotel room.” He sensed something was off as you muttered your response. You were always able to hold a conversation with him; there was never a dull moment between you two. Though he knew you were tired from the day’s activities, he couldn’t help but wonder if he had done anything wrong.

As the car pulled up to the hotel, you hastily exited and rushed up to your room, leaving him behind. Guilt gnawed at you, but facing him after the intrusion of the paparazzi was a challenge you weren’t ready to tackle.

A few hours later, a soft knock at your door interrupted the solitude. You welcomed him in before crawling under the covers once again; there was no reason to ignore him.

“What’s going on, sweetie?” He looked at you with concern filling his eyes as he sat down next to you on the bed. “I know it's not because you’re tired; you’ve been napping for a while. Please talk to me." His genuine concern cut through the unspoken tension.

Once you didn’t answer, he grabbed your hand and pulled you out of bed. The two of you made your way to the door, where he handed you your shoes.

“Where are we going?” You questioned while standing back up, to which he replied by telling you your destination is someplace you would enjoy.

He dragged you all the way to the car and closed your door as you got in the passenger seat, like a true gentleman. The two of you drove around with the windows down, screaming along to your shared playlist.

“Are you feeling better, now?” He turned down the music, waiting to hear your answer. “I am, thank you. Would you like me to explain?" Communication was very important to you, and unable to deceive him, you felt compelled to reveal the truth.

“In all honesty, the paparazzi got too overwhelming. Especially with all the dating questions.” You admitted, your gaze fixed on a point in the car, avoiding direct eye contact.

Tom’s expression softened, a mixture of understanding and empathy in his eyes. He parked the car in an empty parking lot before reaching out for your hand and placing it in his lap. “Hey, you don’t have to face this alone. And, for the record, I hate how they invade our personal lives as well.”

A smile appeared on your lips, appreciating his supportive words. “It’s just... the questions about us and whether we are dating. I didn’t know how to handle it,” you confessed, vulnerability filling the open air.

He nodded, his thumb gently rubbing against your hand. “I understand; it's okay to feel overwhelmed. But you don’t have to worry about handling it alone. We can get through this together.”

The sincerity in his words reassured you and provided comfort in his presence. “Thank you, Tom. This means a lot more than you realize,” you replied, your voice genuine.

"Anytime, sweetie, we’re a team, on and off-screen.” He leaned in, pressing a soft kiss on your forehead.

You couldn’t help but notice a shift in the air—a subtle change in the dynamic between you two. The unspoken feelings that lingered beneath the surface were now begging to be let out.

Silence soon enveloped the car; the only thing playing was the music set to a low volume. The weight of the implicit emotions hung in the air, yet there was a shared understanding that needed no words.

You debated breaking the silence, but fortunately, Tom spoke up before you could. “You know, I’ve been thinking about it more and more recently... Maybe it’s time we addressed the dating rumors.”

Your eyebrows were raised in surprise. “Agreed, but how do we go about it?"

“Let’s be honest with them,” he paused, thinking of how he should continue. “We were going to have to talk about it one day, so why not tell them the truth now?”

Your heart skipped a beat, and the idea of him actually liking you echoed in your mind. “The truth?”

He nodded, honesty in his eyes. “What if we tell them that the chemistry they see on screen is more than just acting?"

You caught your breath, the unspoken truth finally swimming to the surface. “Tom, what are you saying?”

“I’m saying I like you, not just as a co-star; everything we do together is what I've always dreamed about. Baby, you’re perfect.”

A rush of emotion swept over you, and a genuine smile graced your face. “Tom, I like you too, more than I ever thought I would.”

His smile mirrored yours as he stared into your eyes. “Then let’s tell them the truth. We like each other, and there’s nothing wrong with that.”

As you shared a lingering look, he slowly leaned in and pressed a soft kiss to your lips. Your surroundings seemed to fade away, leaving only the two of you in that moment of equal vulnerability.

Breaking the kiss, Tom grinned, his eyes filled with love and affection. “Ready to face the world?” he paused, waiting for some kind of response, continuing once he saw you nod.

"So, let’s start right now.”

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its-time-to-write · 5 months

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Hi!! Thank you for all the amazing writing you do!!! My humble request is of a reader who brings Jamie to meet her family and he’s appalled that someone so kind and gentle is treated w such lack of love/respect (ex: first comment out of her granddad’s mouth is sm about her weight/job/look/etc) and it puts a lot of things about her into perspective. At some point he can’t take it anymore and defends her and then vows to her that he will undo all of that pain and will prove to her she is worthy of all the love:) sorry it’s a long one (got lots of personal experience lol) so no worries if u can’t but it would mean the world thank you!!!

Hi cutie! Here you go! I’m sorry that you have personal experience with this, families can suck sometimes. It’s definitely from Jamie’s POV, so keep that in mind😅 Boy’s a rambler.

stuck by you

Jamie sure knows how to pick them.

No really, he does. He’s always had stellar taste in girlfriends, except usually they have shit taste in men.

It’s different this time, he swears. Keeley swears, too. Swears she’ll break every bone in his body if he so much as looks at you funny, and Jamie… well, Jamie’s not actually terrified of Keeley, just respectful, like.

So he’s going to make sure he doesn’t fuck this up because you’re funny and gorgeous and brilliant and he's also those things, so you’re like a power couple. And when you beg- no, ask, because you only have to ask once- him to come with you for a family event, he says yes without a second thought.

It’s off-season, but he’d do it in-season in a heartbeat (just with a bit of fear because Ted’s alright, but he’s a little gun-shy since the whole ‘practice’ thing).

It’s also fucking BOILING, so he’s going to wear his least-slutty shorts (it’s a family event) and a shirt that is not see-through.

He’s not going to fuck this up, not with how sweet you are, how generous, how-

A football hits the side of his head, and he’s brought out of his thoughts.

“You’re daydreaming, bruv,” comes Isaac’s voice. “What’s the point of a friendly if you can’t even pay attention?”

Jamie gives himself a shake, and he’s firmly in the present. He’s at the mid-off-season-Richmond-party or whatever, and football is a mandatory affair. He makes the mistake of glancing to where you’re standing under a tree in Colin’s backyard and fuck you’re sneaking sweets to the few kids who are flitting around the grass. Fucking Declan and his adorable children. You catch his eye and give him a little wave, and his heart jumps like he’s in primary school and not a world-renowned Premier League athlete.

Yeah, he’s good and fucked.

He makes a mental note to get you into bed tonight, he’s pretty sure it won’t be too difficult, but he’s going to have to convince you to leave early. But can you blame him?

(No, no you fucking can’t.)

—

Jamie isn’t nervous to meet your family. Seriously, he isn’t. It’s your family and a) he’s fucking greatwith families and b) he’s fucking great with you. He rocks up with you on his arm, and he’s already making plans for the sundress you’ve got on, mainly how to get in on the floor once you go home.

You’re both looking fucking fit. Jamie hopes a little bit that someone sneaks a picture of you two and it ends up in the press because this look CANNOT be wasted.

He almost misses the way your grip tightens as you walk up the steps. He tilts his head in your direction, assessing your expression.

“You okay?” he asks and receives a tight-lipped smile.

“Yup,” you reply. “Let’s fucking do this.”

Not the response Jamie was expecting, but he’ll roll with it. You push open the door and walk into the family room and the first thing out of your granddad’s mouth is, “Oh, there she is! Bold of you to wear that dress with the way you’ve been eating, my dear,” and Jamie half-expects you to say something.

Or for someone to say something.

Except no one does, they just carry on, and an aunt comes up to you to make a snide comment about your job.

“You absolutely must be struggling financially dear, but aren’t we all? I just wish I could screw a footballer and have my rent paid.”

She’s gone before Jamie can say anything, and he only needs one look at your face to understand exactly what’s going on.

You’re not sweet and kind because your family is sweet and kind. Oh no.

You’re the way you are out of sheer willpower, out of spite; kindness born the way of a weed in concrete. Out of a refusal to die. A decision to be different.

And it pisses Jamie off.

He squeezes your hand once, twice, in reassurance, letting you lead him to your parents. He recognizes them from pictures and still retains a vague hope that they’ll be like you.

Vain, vague hope, but still.

He catches the way your mum’s lips tighten into a line at your approach, and the way your dad barely suppresses a scoff.

“Oh look,” your mum says without an ounce of inflection, “you’re here. That’s wonderful.”

“Good to see you mum, dad,” you say with more grace than Jamie would have if the roles were reversed. Your dad holds out his hand to shake yours, barely acknowledging Jamie. Jamie opens his mouth to say something but you clock it, and shoot him a warning glance.

He freezes and meets your gaze. You shake your head almost imperceptibly and mouth don’t and he almost ignores you, but you’re begging him with your eyes and he swore you’d never have to beg him for anything.

So he turns away and doesn’t say anything, because he won’t be responsible for breaking you today.

And it’s just… like that. All day. It’s relentless and he feels powerless to do a single thing except watch as you refuse to let your armor crack, barely letting it dent the surface.

How did he not know?

It comes to a head when your cousin (a banking twat who Jamie’s certain had a shriveled dick) manages to comment on your weight, (supposed lack of) beauty, and finances in one fell swoop.

And that’s it. Jamie’s done.

They want to be pricks? Well, Roy’s been calling him the Prince Prick of all Pricks for fucking years, so let’s fucking go then.

“Fuck you, you giant limp-dicked twat,” he says with a smile on his face. You freeze, and so does your cousin.

“What did you just say to me?”

“I said,” Jamie repeats loudly, taking a step closer, “fuck you, you giant. Limp-dicked. Twat.” He punctuates each word with a poke to this arsehole’s chest and fuck, does it feel great.

He loves you, he’ll respect your wishes moving forward, but he’ll be FUCKED if he lets your family’s behavior continue. What would mummy say?

The entire room has gone silent, and you’ve gone pale.

But Jamie, Jamie loves an audience.

“Fuck you all, actually,” he sing-songs, and there are audible gasps.

Jamie doesn’t give a shit. “You’re all fucking arseholes to my girl, who, by the way, is the fucking best, except you’re all too fucking busy taking shots at her to notice. Don’t know what the fuck she did to all of you, but you can all piss off with that. We’re fucking leaving.” He grabs your hands and pulls you toward the door.

It’s not like you need much prompting, you’ve been counting down the minutes since you walked in the door.

“Oh,” he says turning around one last time. “Don’t bother calling. Or writing, or whatever you old twats do, unless it’s an apology for however fucking long you’ve been this shitty. I’ve only got one shit parent, can’t imagine the hell it’s been having two.”

And with that, he ushers you out the door.

“Jamie,” you gasp as soon as it shuts behind you. “What was that? What were you thinking?”

There’s a strange tightness to your voice, one Jamie’s having trouble placing.

Or maybe it’s the fact that the sun is setting and it’s tingeing your skin with gold.

Either way, it’s starting to get to him. “Dunno,” he says with a trace of belligerence.

You gape at him for a moment before saying, “Can we get in the car, please?”

Jamie says, “Yeah,” and then helps you in, suddenly aware of every bone in his body.

He swore he wasn’t going to fuck it, and he did. Christ, Keeley’s going to skin him alive.

He drives in silence the whole way home. You’re just staring straight ahead, and he can tell you’re still processing. Still replaying. You’re better than any VAR, that’s for sure.

“Jamie,” you say slowly once he’s parked in the driveway. You’ve unbuckled, but you’re still in your seat. “Why did you say all of that?”

Jamie says again, “Dunno,” but you don’t believe him.

“Why?” you ask again, voice cracking. “It’s not worth it, I’m not worth it.”

And just like that, Jamie understands.

“You are,” he replies forcefully, except that just makes you cry.

(He’s pretty sure they’re good tears, though, so he tests it by reaching for your hand. You don’t pull away, which is a good sign.)

“You are worth it,” he says again, in case you didn’t get it the first time. “Shit family’s… it’s shit, babe. I get it, I really fucking do. I’m sorry about them, I really am. And I’m sorry about me, too. Didn’t mean to say ‘fuck’ so many times, suppose I’m around Roy too much.”

That succeeds in lightening the mood, and you smile ever so slightly.

He says, “They don’t deserve you,” which just makes you laugh.

“I know,” you reply. “I just always wanted them to be a good family.”

Jamie hesitates. He knows what you mean.

Finally he says, “People don’t change like that, love. It’s almost- hardwired into them. They get fucking stuck and you can’t change them, no matter what you do. Sometimes you just gotta let them go.”

You nod and take a deep breath. Easier said than done, you suppose.

Jamie cups your cheek. “I’m with you, babe. It’s you, me, and whatever family we can put together. We’ll put in the work, yeah? Be different.”

“Yeah,” you echo, “we’ll be different.”

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queenendless · 6 months

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🌅Dawn (Adult!SatoSugu x Adult!Fem!Reader)🌅

A/N: Wholesome fluffy lovey dovey pillow talk kinda mornings with these two. I am miffed there is no character audio with these two x listener anywhere, talk about injustice! Well this is my take on it and imma do more in the future!

*11/22/23 - I consider this oneshot part of the teacher!AU. Sorry for that abrupt decision!

Yo, this week's episode ... insane~ This season actually is insane so.

All credit for JJK and its characters goes to Gege.

* Please DON'T plagarize, translate, or repost my FANFIC content. Reblog, like, and follow instead.

Enjoy.

A deep rumbling groan parted the lips belonging to the snowy haired man face first in his pillow on one side of the bed that was moving too much to his liking.

"Who's rocking the bed this early?" Even in sleepiness, he had to slip in an innuendo.

A groggy yawn fell from the lips of his raven long haired partner on the opposite side of the bed, tiredly jabbing. "You would be my immediate guess."

The rustle of sheets and the sensation of a smaller warm form brushing in between them brought them both more attentively out of their drowsy state. Gojo looked over his shoulder to see something moving downwards to the bed's end. A curly grin surfaced on his face. "Hmm …"

His shadow loomed over the anxious form hidden beneath. "Well, well, well~" His hands stretched out and his fingers wiggled. "What have we here~?"

His fingers striking their form had familiar giggles spilling out, bringing a snicker out of him. "Suguru~ Someone's down here~"

Said man rolled over on his back, resting his arms behind his head, watching with tired amusement at his best friend tickling the certain someone hidden through their sheets. "Oh~?"

"A sneaky little cutie was trying to slip out whilst we were sleeping~" Gojo’s evil low laugh spelled doom.

Gojo pulled the sheets up enough to slip underneath, resulting in a fit of laughter from both parties hidden, as he went back to gentle tickling. Limbs squirmed and jostled underneath followed by streams of intermingling laughter as they kept bumping into Geto's thighs. "H-Hey!"

Feeling a smaller body drape over his lap startled Geto enough to pull off the sheets to see what the heck was going on.

Seeing you tug down his low hanging sweatpants enough for you to gingerly kiss his two small beauty marks on his right hip so affectionately made Geto’s heart pitter patter rapidly.

“Sugu, please tell Toru to sta – AAHP~!" You broke out into a squeal, kicking your legs to push Gojo off but that only made him tickle you more. "Mehehehercy~!"

"Hey! No sucking up to him, missy!" Gojo jested, sliding his hands under your top, wiggling his digits into your sides deeply enough to bring out more chortling squeals.

"Hang on, Satoru~ At least let her breathe so she can make a case in her defense." Geto grabbed Gojo's persistent hands to get you free enough to breathe in thankful takes of oxygen, hugging Geto while keeping nervous eyes and an accusing finger pointed at the cat eyed miscreant.

"I promised Nanami I would go out and help him with some errands. Haibara is stuck sick at their place so it seemed only right to help them out." You defended.

"Oh, I'm sure Yu would rather be in the darling company of his Nanamin~" Gojo crawled over, nuzzling your cheek, cheekily grinning up at you as he rested his noggin on your shoulder.

"Which is why I gotta get ready and – EEP!" Your attempt at pulling away from their difficult comforting hold and getting out of bed were cut in half as their two tall heavy bodies toppled over on you, pushing you down to lay on your stomach.

"Have you forgotten you woke us up?" Satoru drawled, his cheery tone barely coating his irritation, as his hands squeezed your sensitive sides.

"Hehehey~!" Your hopeless tussle to squirm away was getting fruitless quickly.

"And you tried sneaking out with our backs turned?" Suguru added, his calm smile underlined with inner deviousness.

Satoru dramatically exclaimed. "Just to be in the company of another man – !"

"Hey, Nanami-san is our collective friend, and I gave my word to help – mmph~!" You were cut off as you were flipped to lay on your back just so Satoru could smooch you, all sloppily and deeply, his tongue brushing yours in the messy lip lock.

"It's not fair! We should spend every morning together as much as possible!" Those puffed up cheeks of his made your resolve falter.

"We do! But one day alone ain't gonna kill you two. I mean, I'm flattered for being so deeply needed but – mmh~!" Suguru's sculpted hand weaved through your locks, cradling your noggin, just to pull you close enough to languidly French kiss you, drawing pleased sighs outta you while Satoru licked and nipped your arching neck like the human cat that he is.

"We'd rather you stay here. For much … much … longer." Suguru's bedroom eyes are so palpable. His lulling, rich voice is so tempting.

"We want our sweet, darling angel to stay here." Satoru nuzzled his face in between your clothed bosoms, fluttering those long white eyelashes at you. "To cuddle, to kiss, to enrapture." His own addictive voice has you shivering in anticipation.

Their eyes are hypnotizing. Their combined scents are invigorating. The strongest duo have you hook, line, and sinker.

You sigh, conceding but floating on enamored air. "I'll meet up with Nanami later this afternoon. Fair enough?"

Their velvety beautiful faces beamed with pride and joy as they planted a kiss on either end of your lips. "Wifey~!"

"Clingy giants." You mushed out.

"We heard that." They grumbled in unison.

"Kinda the point~" Your teasing earned you a restless half hour spent feeling their ticklish butterfly kisses pepper your face, neck, and ears and turning you into a squirmy giggling mess. Your spasming legs got stuck entangled in theirs as their hands roamed your body, wiggling into your thighs, your hips, your sides. "Stahahahahahap~! Plehehehehease~!"

"God, I should use Infinite Void to keep us in this moment~" Satoru's nose pressed into your collarbone, smiling into your cherished skin.

"Perhaps." Suguru's freed raven bangs tickled your nose, aweing at the sneeze it elicited out of you, smooching your nose as an apology. "Bless you."

"Wait, rewind! You're gonna do what — MMM~!" Their hearts throbbed for their indulgence of you, stopping their tickling, preferring to smother your face in their snug fitting chests. "I made a huge mistake!" Your muffled dramatic cries had them laughing tiredly.

Eventually, everything prior had worn you three out enough to settle you down, draping the bed comforter back over yourselves, their intertwined arms keeping you cocooned and them grounded.

Even when slipping in and out of consciousness, seeing your tranquil, content face nestled in between them had them sagging in relief at how they were able to keep you around for longer.

Laxing but still snug as a bug, you were lulled by their soft breathing and their grounding coziness.

Even special grade sorcerers slash teachers need to unwind and relax. In their own little hideaway.

And having you there made it all complete.

The beams of sunshine trickled through the curtains, painting the bedroom in golden hues, as dawn became the setting of you guys' dream where three become one.

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pumpkinbxtch · 3 days

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Hi!! Idk if this is against ur guidelines but would you be okay with doing hcs for aftercare w Jason Grace? I love your writing sm and I love my heroes of olympus boys 😔🙏❤️

ᬊ jason grace | aftercare headcanons

☆ radiostar is playin': my girl by the temptations...!

warnings: sexual references, aged up (as everything in my writings) a/n: Heyyy, YES. this kind of content is accepted in my rules, which you can read here — rules. thank you sm for your cutie words 🥹🫶🏻 and thanks for passing by my blog! — kisses from Jupiter 💙

Jason is one of the best at aftercare because he's an amazing lover and boyfriend, no more to argue about.

Whatever position you end up in, he carefully slides out of you, not wanting to hurt you.

He's probably feeling a bit too much, just like you, so the first thing he does is ask if you're okay, without hugging you yet to avoid overwhelming you.

It's only when he sees that you're fine that he cuddles with you for a few moments while your breaths regulate and your hearts stop threatening to burst out of your chests.

And as soon as he feels a bit better, he'll be checking on you. He'll run his fingers through the hair on your neck and give you sweet kisses. "Are you okay?" he asks in his husky voice while stroking your bare shoulder.

It's so cute because he treats you like a delicate piece of glass after nearly breaking you in two and just telling you the dirtiest things, but you live for those two sides of him because damn, he's hot, right?

Jason always thinks about the type of aftercare you'll need depending on how you're feeling afterward. Some days he knows you need some time alone after reaching your orgasm and coming back to yourself, while other times you need to cuddle with him until you both fall asleep.

Jason has many things planned; for example, he'll have supplies ready, so after kissing your cheek, he'll put on his boxers and go get water or snacks for you. He helps you sit up in bed and brushes your hair away from your face.

He loves seeing your sleepy face and the sleepiness in it, as well as how flushed is.

He can't help but give you delicate kisses, trying not to overstimulate you again.

He also shows his concern in words, asking or saying sweet things like "Is my girl tired?" "You're so cute" "Come on, honey, drink some water."

He'll also ask if he crossed any boundaries with you. "Was I too rough?" You just shake your head, and he smiles.

"Come on, let's clean you up," and he carries you to the bathroom when you're feeling better. Literally like a feather, no matter how heavy you think you are, he can carry you.

Some days you both shower together, and other times he waits outside the bathroom while you shower. Maybe he'll be changing the sheets and tidying up the bed so you can rest better afterward.

You have your clothes in his place for moments like this, but still, Jason always prefers to give you one of his sweaters; he loves seeing you in them.

That man will cook for you and bring it to bed.

Once you're both changed, clean, and you've eaten something, you can finally cuddle up and enjoy the rest of the afternoon.

Kisses and caresses.

Him humming while he strokes your hair.

You resting your head on his chest and him holding you tight.

Small "I love yous" whispered in your ear and hugs.

Until you both fall asleep.

This sometimes changes, but it's always Jason paying attention to your needs at that moment, because for him, you're his whole world.

#maría's shared dreams☆｡ﾟ✧#jason grace #jason grace x y/n #jason grace x you #jason grace x reader #jason grace headcanons #jason grace fluff #jason grace smut #jason grace fic #jason grace blurbs #pjo hoo toa #heroes of olympus #pjo #percy jackson and the heroes of olympus

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keiwook · 11 months

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ZB1 WHEN SOMEONE FLIRTS W THEM WHILE BEING AROUND YOU

pairing zb1 x gn!reader

genre fluff

warnings mentions of food?

notes hellooooo, thank you for requesting <3 i’m sorry for the delay ☹️ and i hope you enjoy this ^^

also trying out a new style of writing reactions, (inspired by @chxrrymxxnlight , go check them out !) tell me if i should stick with this or my old one ❤️

masterlist<3

— zhang hao

awkward. like really awkward

awkward smiles, trying to brush them off

unless they get too close to him or anything, he’s really polite 😇

zhanghao had brought you on a date to a new café that recently opened. everything was great; the service, the vibes, the food and especially your boyfriend. you thought nothing could ruin this moment until a waiter decided to come back to your table right after taking your orders.

the waiter didn’t even look at you and went straight to zhanghao. “you’re really cute, can i have your number?” zhanghao was really shocked, now very uncomfortable and looking at you for help. he tried to brush the waiter off by saying “i’m sorry, i’m kind of in the middle of a dat-” the waiter put a hand on his shoulder.

“i know we can work it out.” the waiter said, smiling at him. he pushed their hand off, standing up obviously annoyed. “you shouldn’t just touch people like that. let’s go babe.”

— sung hanbin

v v v v v polite

awkward laughs whenever they do a pickupline 😀

makes an excuse to get out of it

you were shopping with hanbin for skincare products. he said he’d help you find a product that was good for your skin type. as he looked around the wellness store, he found a brand that he wanted to recommend. he grabbed one of the moisturisers and showed it to you “this one is great, i use this.” you took it from his hand and looked at the product information.

a worker came up to you both, smiling as they look at the product in your hand. “oh, this product is very good for a cutie like you!” they say, beaming to hanbin who was now laughing trying to brush them off, awkwardly shifting to you.

“you should give me your number and maybe i can tell you about our promotions.” they continue, offering their phone to him. “haha, no worries.. i actually have somewhere to go now!” hanbin took your hand, running out the store in a flash.

— seok matthew

makes it obvious he’s in a relationship

doesn’t want to be mean

but he still shoves it in their face that he’s perfectly happy and in love w you 🥰

matthew had brought you to dinner, with you looking so stunning in his eyes. everyone could’ve seen how lovestruck he was; basically giggling and twirling his hair around. well, everyone except this one person.

they came up to you both, confused on the sudden approach. they gave you a disgusted look but then faced straight to your boyfriend. “you’re definitely my type.” they say, smiling as they hand him their phone asking for his number.

“my partner thinks that too!” he says, grabbing both your hands as he kisses your knuckles making you blush a rosy red. matthew made sure the love in his eyes were even more prominent after that.

— shen ricky

politely declines

“no thanks.”

if the person is persistent, he just leaves them hanging 🧍

going out with ricky was very common and people staring at your amazing boyfriend in awe was also quite common. when you both decided to visit an art museum, he got more attention than the art displayed.

usually, people would just stop and stare. but this time, someone came up to him. “i couldn’t help myself because you’re very attractive.” they smiled before continuing “can i invite you out to dinner?” ricky looked at you before looking back at them.

“no, thank you.” he intertwines your hands, bringing them up to show it off to them “but-” they try to speak up but ricky already walked away to another section of the museum with you.

— park gunwook

confused 😐

looks to you for help

lets you speak to the person

you and gunwook were going to buy some stuff from the convenience store for a movie date at home. as he scans the shelves for a pack of his favourite snack, he reaches for the last pack of homerun balls when another person snatches it away from him.

his mood sullens until they offer the pack back to him “you can have this in exchange for your number.” they state, completely ignoring you. he was caught off guard by the abrupt bold move from a stranger.

gunwook looked to you, eyes signalling for help. you caught onto this and went in-front of him “sorry, he doesn’t have a number.” you pass by them, pulling gunwook along with you to another convenience store.

— kim taerae

the way he looks at people is so 😵‍💫

so naturally, he attracts alot of people

super dense and nice

taerae had prepared a cute little picnic date for you two to get away from work stress and spend more time together. he helped lay out the mat and the food that he made beforehand. while munching away on his sandwich, he noticed someone in the distance.

“they have a nice bag.” he says, pointing to the bag. you nod in agreement when the person that owned the bag came up to you. “sorry, i just happened to notice you staring.” they say, shyly smiling “oh, i’m so sorry!” taerae apologised profusely for staring.

“it’s okay, i think you’re quite cute.” the statement made taerae laugh, smiling as he thanked them. “i just thought your bag was cool!” he mentioned, his hand forming a ‘thumbs up’. they smile, thanking him before asking him for his number. he tilted his head “oh, do you sell this bag? i don’t think you should be selling them with your personal number.”

— kim gyuvin

honestly a bit scared

stranger danger ‼️

might call 911

as you both were about to line up to get onto the ferris wheel ride, someone approached you both. gyuvin was confused at first and just wanted to deal with it until they hit him with ‘i never believed in love at first sight until i saw you.’ his eyes widened at the pickup line.

immediately, he grabbed your hand and ran far away. “gyuvin, what was that for?” you ask, slowing down to catch your breath. gyuvin paced around, checking every corner to make sure the coast was clear.

“i’m gonna call 911.” he stated, absolutely mortified. before he could dial the number, you snatched his phone away. he tried getting it back but you stopped him. “they didn’t do anything, gyuvin.” you say, shaking your head while crossing your arms. gyuvin held his hands to his hips “hey, i could’ve gotten kidnapped!”

— kim jiwoong

he’s really pretty so naturally, it attracts

but you’re in luck cause he only has eyes for you 🫣

legit just ignores them

a perfect date with your perfect boyfriend; an ideal situation everyone wanted to be in. a situation that you were in right now. jiwoong wanted to make up for not having dates as he was busy with work so he brought you to a nice restaurant.

everything was perfect until someome came up to him with a sultry gaze. jiwoong didn’t notice them though, he didn’t want to. the person tried to get his attention but he didn’t budge. his eyes were locked onto yours, hands resting his chin. “how was your day, my love?” he asked, not breaking the eye contact.

in another attempt to get your boyfriend’s attention; they speak up “do you think i could get your-“ jiwoong shushes them with one finger on his lips before turning back to you, smiling. “where were we?”

— han yujin

says no but if they still try

he gets annoyed and he might be a bit mean 💥

brutally honest ?

hanging out after school with yujin were your favourite times, his too. loving the peace and quiet after a exhausting school day. you were about to ask yujin a question about an assignment that was due but was quickly interrupted by another student handing him a letter that had a paper heart on it.

“i hope you accept my feelings.” they say, shyly looking down. yujin just stares at the letter before placing the letter back into their hands. “no, i like them.” he said, looking at you. “i can be better than them.” they remarked, giving you a glare.

“no you can’t.” he said with a blunt expression, standing up. he offered his hand to help you up before picking up his bag and moving to another quiet place “we won’t be disturbed there.”

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princessasmosprincess · 4 months

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Hello merry Christmas :) I saw request was open and was wondering if you could do scenario where the brothers and Solomon (separately) celebrate the holiday with mc and their family in the human world ? Thank you and happy new year! :)

Merry Christmas, Anon! 🎄🎁

It's been a while since I've gotten a request and I really wanted to finish it before Christmas is over in my timezone and I just barely made it ^^;

I hope you like it!

***

The Brothers + Solomon at Your Family's Holiday Party

Lucifer is the perfect party guest. He makes effortless conversation and can get along with pretty much everyone. As devilishly handsome as he is, Lucifer looks good in an apron and he'll definitely take advantage of that. He'll help in the kitchen if needed, he might even help out with the dishes and somehow not get any soapy water on his expensive looking clothes. Throughout the night, he keeps you near as much as possible, with an arm slinked around your waist or a hand in yours, gentle but possessive gestures. It's not that he thinks your family will take you away from him, he just wants everyone to know you're well taken care of. Your family may wonder how you got such a catch, but it's very clear that he's chosen you.

Mammon is a favorite with your older family members, though they might not have known what to make of him at first. He joins in on their card games and loses just as many games as he wins. He tries to keep you near him for good luck and that does seem to work, hopefully the two of you end up with a small pile of riches to show for it, be they candies or cash. He'll insist on bringing the flashiest gifts, but somehow he knows exactly what each of your family members would like, even though he hadn't met any of them before the holiday. Mammon's natural confidence and model good looks make him the center of attention at your family party, and his ego will inflate accordingly. Despite all this, he is a very good party guest, and it is clear to everyone that he adores you.

Leviathan is very shy with your family at first. It takes all of his strength to make the most basic responses to their questions and even then, he beats himself up inside for being "weird". If you get pulled away, he panics. Don't worry too much about him, though. He's stronger than both of you think. He'll gravitate toward the kids table, maybe building Legos with them to soothe himself or starting an impromptu Mario Kart tournament. Of course he's a champion gamer and he shows everyone all his special techniques to get a high score. Levi becomes the new favorite of all the kids. As you leave for the night you'll have several cuties telling you to never break up with him. He's blushing, he didn't realize he made that much of an impression (also he's internally freaking out because you breaking up with him didn't occur to him until now, please promise you won't!)

Satan, like Lucifer, is a perfect party guest. No one would ever know he's actually so guarded and calculating. He's taking mental notes of every interaction the two of you have with your relatives. If any of them seem not quite right (backhanded compliments, rude remarks veiled with insincere smiles) he files away that information for later. If he finds your family to be relatively harmless, he's relieved. Satan has a good handle on his anger, but sometimes he needs a break from all the stimulation so he doesn't have an outburst. If he disappears, you might find him taking a breather with one of your family's furry friends (he's ecstatic if it ends up being a cat). Let him rest until he's ready and he'll come back refreshed and ready to impress your family with his charisma.

You don't have to worry about Asmodeus at all. Even without charming your family members, everyone will love him. He fits in well with the adults, but with the young kids as well. Asmo wants to know all the tea, all the family drama, and he'll give his input on things. He'll especially be on the lookout for any of your childhood photos or stories your family wants to tell. I hope you're comfortable with lots of public affection, because he's another who will keep an arm around your waist the whole evening. He might go as far as sitting on your lap or pulling you down to sit on his, and he'll attack your face with kisses every chance he gets (he'll stop if you ask him to, he promises to be on his best behavior). Please do let him indulge in cuddles a little bit, what's better than snuggling by the fire after dinner as everyone winds down for the night?

With the power of love, Beelzebub is able to quell his normally voracious appetite, and when he does that he basically becomes the perfect boyfriend. He's kind, friendly, AND he eats well? He's constantly complimenting whoever is in charge of cooking, and they'll fill his plate again and again. He'll silently glance toward you to ask if it's ok to take more, and when you nod in approval, he happily digs in. That's another thing, with the way he looks at you, your relatives know it's true love. It's very important to him that you have your special time with your family, his family means so much to him. So he might sit back when you socialize, while the kids try to use him as a jungle gym but he doesn't mind. As long as you're happy with your family, he's happy.

Belphegor is a good party guest when he sets his mind to it. It's probably best to keep him away from plush surfaces, especially when there are lulls in the festivities, because he will tend to doze off (I remember reading someone's headcanon a while ago that Belphie is the type to seek out the party's designated baby sleeping room and crash there, and I totally agree). If this happens, you can tell your family he's suffering from jetlag (whether this is true or not). He's definitely the most subdued of all of the brothers, but he's a surprisingly good conversationalist and gets along well with your family. He may lightly tease you (he still is a bit of a brat) which your family might take as a good sign of his affection for you. Though he's no stranger to loud family gatherings, Belphie will need a few days to recover from all the socializing, so I hope you don't mind him napping longer than usual.

Please, for the love of Diavolo, keep Solomon away from the kitchen during your family's party. Everyone will thank you. Solomon's gifts are the most creative, definitely embued with magic, and I don't think he'd be able to help himself from doing a few minor magic tricks for the kids before the party is over. He'll make an excuse, it was a simple trick, anyone could do it. But you'd know the truth. He chats freely with your family, no shortage of fond remarks from him about you. It's been so long since Solomon has spent this much time around human families, he's taking it all in and enjoying having you by his side. If you were worried about the party going smoothly, you don't have to. Just, maybe toss out that plate of cookies for Santa and replace them, our witty sorcerer may have tampered with the recipe when your back was turned.

#obey me #omswd #obey me shall we date #lucifer obey me #mammon obey me #leviathan obey me #levi obey me #satan obey me #asmodeus obey me #asmo obey me #beelzebub obey me #beel obey me #belphegor obey me #belphie obey me

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yuujispinkhair · 1 year

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You can this is kinda like a thrist or headcanon, but just imagine there’s a scenario where Yuji takes off his shirt and the reader sees his scars. And she starts touching them on his chest, back and face giving so much affection and attention to them. And Yuji gets a bit emotional and kisses her hands before they share a kiss. 😭😭 little things like that are so intimate

I love this so much! Thank you for sending it to me 💗 I always want to show and tell Yuuji that he is such a good man and so so beautiful!!

Pairing: Yuuji x Reader (gender-neutral) Word Count: 500 Warnings: Implied sexual intercourse, body worship, praise, scar kissing, hickeys and lovebites. All characters are of age. This story is 18+. Minors don't interact.

Yuuji hates his scars. He doesn't see them as what they are: The markings of a hero. To him, they are just ugly lines on his skin. But when you touch those scars so lovingly, tracing them gently with your fingertips and letting your lips follow where your fingers were, breathing tender kisses all over those angry marks, Yuuji starts to believe that maybe those scars aren't as repulsive as he thought.

There is nothing but love and admiration in your eyes when you let your gaze travel over his body and face, taking in all the lines on his skin left by deep slashes. The words you whisper to him are warm and full of affection,

"You are so beautiful, Yuuji. On the inside and on the outside. I think it's only fair that your bravery left a permanent mark on you, so you and everyone else can always remember how big of a hero you are."

Yuuji gulps hard, eyes feeling very moist all of a sudden, and he hastily blinks a few times as he reaches out to take your hands in his.

"Thank you, cutie."

He smiles at you, feeling his heart beat so fast, so full of love for you. He brings your hands to his mouth, kissing your knuckles before he presses his lips against yours, showing you with a long deep kiss how grateful he is for you and your love.

When the two of you part again, Yuuji can't stop himself from adding,

"I looked better without all those scars, though."

But instead of agreement, he is met with a cheeky grin from you. You nudge his defined pecs with one finger and slowly, seductively even, trace the big scar over this heart as you lean closer to kiss the one on the side of his lip, flicking your tongue teasingly over it before you whisper,

"Those scars are so sexy."

That is something Yuuji didn't expect to hear, but he certainly likes it. He can't help but grin a tiny bit smugly as he cocks his head and asks,

"Oh? You really think so? I'm sexy with them?"

"Yeah! You are! Why don't you let me show you how sexy you are, my hero."

And with that, you straddle his lap and smile at him, hands once again traveling over his chest and shoulders and gradually wandering down to caress his firm abs and slip into his sweatpants.

Hours later, when the two of you are tangled in the ruffled bedsheets, naked skin pressed against naked skin, both basking in the afterglow of several rounds of passionate lovemaking, Yuuji discovers that now he doesn't just have his scars but also lots and lots of hickeys and love bites next to each scar to show him just how sexy you find him.

He sighs happily as he lets his head fall back on the pillow and tightens his arm around your waist to pull you even closer against his side. And for the first time, he thinks that maybe his scars aren't that bad.

Yuuji's scars are so sexy to me, for real! He is my hero, and I am very insane about this!! Thank you so much for sending me this sweet prompt!! And thank you for reading!!

Comments and reblogs would be very nice!

#yuuji x reader #yuuji fluff #yuuji smut #itadori x reader #itadori smut #itadori fluff #jjk x reader #jjk smut #jjk fluff #yuji x reader #yuji smut #yuuji x you #yuji x you #itadori x you

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ilwonuu · 3 months

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Hey... Can you do a Yeosang fic, in which the reader and Yeosang both attend culinary school/college and happen to be in the same club...

Fluffy/slight smut

Thanks!

YES!!! OF course!!! i love writing for yeosang!! i hope this was okay<3

𓂃 ࣪˖ date? k.yeosang

summary- you finally ask out your friend that you’ve had a crush on.

warnings- making out, slight dry humping, fluff, yeosang is just a cutie, first date??, idk what else 😘

authors note- sorry if this is like so bad plot 👎🏽me waiting for my yeosang like

you have been in culinary school for a few months now. you have been really enjoying it. you made a couple friends and you are really happy.

you met a a friend group of people. them being your closet friends at the moment. a couple of boys that have been friends for awhile. yeosang, hongjoong, and yunho. you have formed a close friendship from being in the same culinary class always cooking together.

you enjoyed their company. especially yeosang’s company. he was sweet to you and always laughed at your jokes. he was cute.

you even admitted to yourself that you might have a slight crush on the boy. hongjoong and yunho simply knew. never bringing it up to you tho. they waited until you were ready to tell them.

what they didn’t know is that today you were gonna ask yeosang on a date. you finally deciding its now or never. so today after class you did just that after gathering your things.

“y/n are you going home?” yeosang asks you. you nod quickly at his words. “yea i actually- yeosang i wanted ro ask you something…” he turns to you. your words also grabbing the attention of the other two boys. “do you want to come over to my house with me. like as a date.” his shocked expression fading into a sweet like one. “yeah. i would love to.” he smiles at you.

hongjoong and yunho smirking at this interaction. “i knew it.” hongjoong whispers to yunho causing them both to laugh waving the two of you goodbye.

“okay i was thinking we could walk if you didn’t drive.” you say excitedly grabbing his arm softly leading him out of the building.

“i can drive us. i have my car no problem.” he says suddenly. “okay perfect. sorry this is kinda a lame first date.” he shakes his head. “no no i love it.”

—

you two arrive at your house.

“we can go into my room. i was thinking we could watch a movie? or if you’re hungry we can get something to eat.” you say excitedly. “i’m not that hungry right now.” he smiles as you start to lead him into your room. “okay it’s kinda weird don’t mind my decor.” you laugh at yourself quickly grabbing something more comfortable to put on.

“i’m gonna change real fast please get comfortable.” you quickly run to your bathroom to change.

yeosang takes a moment looking around your room. smiling at the decor you told him to “not mind”.

“it’s cute” he thinks to himself sitting on your bed and taking off his shoes. you join him back in your bedroom. sitting on you bed next to him. “any ideas on what movies would be good? i was think a romance movie.” you suggest looking at him in the soft light from your bedroom.

yeosang is so pretty. you just want to kiss his sweet lips. he looks so beautiful sitting there in his casual clothing. sitting back on your bed. t-shirt kinda baggy against his chest. you can see his muscles slightly peeking through. your mind slightly hazy thinking about what he would look like without that shirt.

“i love a good romantic movie.” he smiles at you. causing you to force those thoughts to go away. turning on the first romantic movie you saw was recommended.

you get more comfortable laying back on your bed. “you can lay back too.” you pat the spot closer to you. he shifts closer to you. “thank you.” he looks away kinda shyly turning his attention to the tv.

you give him a couple more looks. taking in his soft features. his soft lips. how bad you want to kiss them. how long you have wanted to kiss him. the boy is taking up all your thoughts by simply just sitting there.

“yeosang-“ he turns his attention back to you. “can i kiss you?” you blurt out. your thoughts have taken over at this point. he doesn’t say anything just slowly nods his head.

you immediately pull his lips into yours kissing him deeply. he didn’t mean to but he let a whimper slip. he pulls you to straddle his lap. you wrap your arms around his head to hold yourself in place.

you feel his tongue slide into your mouth suddenly. causing you to moan. he smirks into the kiss slowly guiding you through the kiss. both of you moaning from the contact. he pulls away to catch his breath. “you are so beautiful. you’re making me crazy y/n.” he says holding your face close to his.

“yeosang- kiss me again please.” you beg him going to kiss him again. he responds quickly to your movements. moving his hands to your hips guiding them into his. he kisses you softly. “i wanted this for so long. can i suck your dick please yeosang?” you ask him pulling away from the kiss.

“is it gonna be awkward if i do this yeosang?” you suddenly turning the conversation serious. “what do you mean?” he looks at you sweetly. “like with us being in the same culinary class. i don’t want it to be awkward if you don’t want this.” he shakes his head. “i want this. i want you. i wouldn’t have said yes to your movie date otherwise.” he smiles pecking your lips softly. “just means i’ll have class with my beautiful girlfriend. if you want to be my girlfriend that is.” he asks out of nowhere shocking you. “yes- yes i would love to.” you smile kissing him.

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babecoups · 2 years

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friends & lovers || j. wonwoo

Happy Birthday Summer !!

↠ title: friends & lovers ↠ pairing: jeon wonwoo x female reader ↠ genre: fluff | smut | best friends to lovers | idiots to lovers ↠ summary: Sometimes the love you’re searching for has been right beside you all along. Patience is the key…the right moment will present itself eventually. ↠ rating: 18+ ↠ word count: 2.2k ↠ warnings: swearing | unprotected sex (reader is on the pill) | restraints (wrist pinning) | grinding/dry humping | clit stimulation | slight orgasm control | cumshots | crying | begging | love making | soft sex | pet names | nipple play | cum play | aftercare ↠ a/n: Happy birthday Summer @yutasthetic !!!! I hope you enjoy this small gift. I tried my best so I hope you like it lol. Thank you for putting up with me for a year and some change lol. Also, a huge thanks to Beezy @hobeemin for reading and cleaning this up for me. She helped me with all this and kept the secret so half of the credit does go to her. I love you both so much !! Summer, enjoy your day, love !! ↠ playlist: My Boo by Usher ft. Alicia Keys | Focus by NCT 127 | ‘bout you by Seventeen | Let Me Hold You by Bow Wow ft. Omarion | Tonight I Celebrate My Love by Peabo Bryson & Roberta Flack | Candy by Baekhyun | By My Side by JUNNY | Boo’d Up by Ella Mai | Like You by Ciara & Bow Wow

“People are staring at us.”

You both giggle as the carousel makes its final round, shyly peeking over your shoulders at the crowd of people watching you. Somehow, Wonwoo managed to get the ride operator to start it up with just you two on.

Both of you hopped from seat to seat like you used to do when you were kids, and your parents had to threaten to take you home if you didn’t remain seated. Although you’re adults now, you’re still fond of the old habit.

“So, let them,” you shrug. “Maybe they’ve got eyes for the cutie on the horse.”

“Can you stop?”

Wonwoo throws his head back when he laughs and clutches his stomach, giving you a glimpse of the smile you haven’t seen in months.

Ever since he and his girlfriend broke things off, he’s been cooped up in his apartment, feeling down and not wanting to be bothered. You’re glad he accepted your offer to go to the fair and take his mind off things. He says he’s fine and looks better than he did five months ago, but you know that something’s still bothering him, and you hope that tonight you can dig deep enough to find it.

“Why would I? This is fun.” You both step off as the ride stops, feeling high off of adrenaline and bliss. Suddenly, you feel his fingertips at your sides, and he playfully tickles you, making you shriek and squirm. “Wonwoo!”

On-lookers coo and clutch their chest, mainly older couples and romantics. Neither of you even notices the admiration they have in their eyes until someone grabs your attention.

“You two are such a beautiful couple. May my husband and I have a picture with you? You just remind us of our younger selves,” a lady in her golden years asks with a genuine smile.

Immediately, you begin to break the news to her, but Wonwoo interferes.

“Oh, ma’am, we’re not—”

“Sure! I’ll take it. I have long arms,” he insists, taking her phone when she hands it to him. Wonwoo throws his arm over your shoulder and holds it high enough to capture all four of you. He takes the picture but doesn’t stop there. “Now one for us.”

After returning the woman’s phone to her and her husband, he pulls his device from his pocket and takes another, but this time he brings you in a bit closer. He wraps his arm around you a little tighter and whispers in your ear as he snaps the picture.

“For new memories,” he says to you.

You release a shaky breath when you disperse, and you can’t do anything but smile and wave as the couple bids their farewells.

You never could explain the butterflies in your stomach whenever Wonwoo would be so close to you in that way. It always seems so intimate, but you wouldn’t dare say it out loud. You know it’s only those buried feelings that are causing you to react this way and nothing you should feed into.

When you’re finally alone, you turn to him and ask, “So, what now? Are you ready to go?”

“A little bit,” he answers.

“Well, don’t let me hold you up. I’m probably just gonna go grab something to eat until my roommate’s done fucking her boyfriend. I had fun, so thanks for coming—”

You pause when Wonwoo shakes his head.

“I said I was ready to leave here, not leave you,” he informs.

“Oh, okay. So umm, where do you wanna go?”

“Aren’t you hungry?” he quizzes. “We can go grab something.”

You open your mouth to speak, but he continues.

“Or…we can meet at my place, and we can order something. You can stay over if you want.”

“Really?”

“Yup. I don’t mind,” he assures.

“Are you sure? I don’t want to rush you—”

Your mouth closes when he gives you a look, but your smile grows when he turns away and starts walking towards the parking lot.

Both of you get in your vehicles and drive towards his apartment, the tingling sensation still coursing through your veins. You try your best to calm yourself before you get there, but as you get out of your car, your legs are wobbly and shaky, indicating that you are far from okay.

Wonwoo turns to you as his door opens.

“Wanna shower?”

You sigh and accept gratefully. “Yes, please.”

After a shower, slices of pizza, and movies, you and Wonwoo lay awkwardly in his bed. Both of you scroll through your phones, trying to ignore the thick tension in the air. There’s something on his tongue; you can hear it. You want to ask him, but you don’t know how.

Eventually, you start to believe it’s just your nerves. You haven’t hung out like this since before his two-year-long relationship, so you figure you just need some re-adjusting. You wiggle your way towards him so you can familiarize yourself with the feeling of being so close to him.

It isn’t long before his fingers start playing in your hair, making your eyes slightly heavy. You roll over on your back so you can look at him and try to stop yourself from falling asleep so quickly.

His smile greets you and leaves you slightly curious.

“What?” you giggle.

“Nothing, I was just thinking.”

“About?”

He sighs. “I missed you. That’s all.”

When his eyes begin to wander aimlessly, you follow them once they’ve set on a particular sight. It just happens to be your thighs, and you start tugging down your borrowed shirt upon the discovery.

“You’re beautiful,” he whispers, more to himself than anything.

You clear your throat. “Wonwoo, I’m glad you’re feeling like yourself again, but I don’t think I can be your rebound. I’m not—”

“What? No, love. It’s definitely not like that. It’s just…Fuck it.” He shifts in his spot so he can speak to you face to face, leaving you no option but to look at him, even though you’ve been avoiding eye contact since you got here. “I need to tell you something.”

“Okay, what is it?”

“It’s about the breakup…why it happened,” he explains.

You blink a few times. You never knew the reason behind the split or how it happened; it wasn’t your place to ask. Now that he’s finally telling you, there’s an uneasy feeling growing inside of you.

“We broke up because we liked other people. She wasn’t over her ex, and I…”

“And you?...”

He takes a deep breath as if he’s about to lay it all on the table.

“I had to be honest with myself and admit that I’m really in love with my best friend,” he confesses.

Your eyes widen, lips ready to run a mile a minute, but he speaks before you do.

“I thought about this before, but the timing was just never right. And now…” he sighs. “I don’t know. I just feel like we’re on the same page, but then again, you’re looking at me like I’m crazy.”

“Wonwoo, I—”

“I know. You don’t feel the same.”

The disappointment in his voice gives you all the courage you need to come clean, and you do so before you can change your mind.

“I do feel the same,” you admit. “I’ve loved you since we were teenagers. I just never knew how to tell you.”

He seems a little shocked after hearing this.

“Really?” Wonwoo asks, his thumb tracing circles on your hand.

“Yeah.”

Your best friend just stares at you, not saying anything. You hold his gaze and never break eye contact. Moments go by like this, until eventually, his lips begin to hover over yours. They become more inviting the longer you lay there waiting for something to happen.

However, Wonwoo toughens up and makes the first move on your behalf. His mouth presses against yours delicately, and he lowers his body so that you can run your hands through his hair.

You envelop each other and get lost within the first shared kiss between two best friends that have been denying their love for one another for over a decade. The pit of your stomach goes into a frenzy as the butterflies rise and flutter wildly.

Dizziness clouds your mind as you’re swept away by the feeling. You’re light as a feather, so high that coming down seems impossible.

It doesn’t help that Wonwoo’s lips have become greedier, and his desire is growing by the seconds. Your legs part to allow him in the space, and he takes the opportunity instantly. Your wrists get pinned above your head while he slowly begins to grind his crotch against yours.

A moan slips out, and he takes the chance to invade your mouth with his thick muscle. Your tongues begin exploring each other’s crevice, and you become drunk off his taste. You can’t get enough of him but the need for oxygen exceeds your lust-driven fantasies.

“I want you,” you say without much thought. Your breathing is labored and rough, but you still try to speak. “I need you.”

“Fuck, same. But…”

“But what?”

Wonwoo shakes his head. “No condoms.”

His voice oozes with need, and his bulge is straining against his shorts. He’s as desperate as you are, but he’s trying to hold back.

“We’re good on this end. It’s okay,” you assure him. “Are you?...”

He nods. “Yes, of course. I haven’t since…”

“Well, can we?” you try again. “Please?”

“Okay, baby.”

Wonwoo lets go of your wrists and pulls down his shorts, letting his dick spring out freely. A small gasp escapes you when his length slaps your thigh. You lift your head to see it and instantly become mesmerized by its girth. You crave it and want it to fill every inch of you just like you’ve always fantasized about in your room alone.

“Like what you see?” He smirks when you nod and starts to run the tip up and down your slit, coating it with your arousal and secretly stimulating your throbbing clit. “Let’s see if you can take it.”

When he slowly enters you, your mind goes completely blank. You arch into him as he bottoms out, and he holds you and places kisses up your neck.

“Wonwoo,” you call, and he smiles against your skin.

“Ready for me?”

“Yes, please. I want to feel you.”

Wonwoo’s movements start off strong, and he makes sure to hold you in place while he thrusts into you, preventing you from flying off the bed. You cry his name over and over with each powerful snap of his hips.

He lifts your shirt and exposes your breasts to his greedy mouth, taking his time with each stiffened peak and making your eyes roll back from the multiple sources of pleasure you’re receiving.

The coil inside you tightens until it can no longer stand the pressure, and you blurt out a warning to inform Wonwoo of your orgasm.

“Wonwoo, I’m so close!”

“Me too, baby,” he moans in your ear. You run your nails down his sweaty back to ground yourself because it feels like your soul will leave your body any minute. Wonwoo goes deeper and deeper until you can no longer stand the build-up growing inside of you. “Come for me, sweetheart.”

And on his command, your body gives in, and the pleasure takes over you. Tears roll down your cheeks, but Wonwoo kisses you before the salty droplets can reach your trembling lips. Your entire body is set aflame by the heat coursing through you. The intense feeling leaves you a panting mess beneath Wonwoo, and you just lay there as he fucks you through the rest of your orgasm until he finally reaches his release.

“Fuck, where can I?”

“Anywhere you want,” you answer. “I don’t mind.”

He can only nod as he pulls out and paints your stomach with his warm cum. Wonwoo uses the tip to smear his arousal and spell his name on your skin, making you giggle and slap his arm.

“You’re nasty,” you tell him.

“Anywhere you want… I don’t mind,” he mocks but still leans down to kiss you.

You pout when he pulls away and disappears into his bathroom for about a minute. When he returns, you’re grateful to see him with a warm washcloth and a new shirt for you. He cleans you up and helps you change before he turns out the lights and joins you in bed. Neither of you say anything at first, but eventually, he can’t hold his tongue anymore.

“I really am in love with you. I would have never done this had you not asked. You’re more than a rebound—”

“I know that, Wonwoo. We’re good, okay?”

You turn on your side so you can hug him, and he nestles in your embrace.

“So, are we keeping this a secret or…?”

You release a breath before you answer, absentmindedly playing in his brown locks. You think about your answer for a moment, and then you reply.

“As much as I want to keep you all to myself… I’ve waited all my life to call you my boyfriend.”

“So what does that mean?” he asks shyly.

“It means…” You tilt his head so he can look at you. “If anyone asks, I’ll tell them the truth.”

Wonwoo smirks at you and returns to his position buried in your chest. He whispers as he drifts into his slumber.

“That’s my girl.”

And you couldn’t agree more.

#wonwoo x reader #wonwoo smut #jeon wonwoo x reader #jeon wonwoo #kvanity #seventeen x reader #seventeen smut #seventeen fanfics #wonwoo fluff #wonwoo fanfics #seventeen fluff #fromthebabe

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bee-the-loser · 24 days

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₊ ⊹☼ BRINGING THE SUN AND STARS ☼⊹ ₊ ──────────────────── ⋆⋅☼⋅⋆ ─────────────────── ₊ ⊹☼ Pairing: Wen Junhui x reader ₊ ⊹☼ Synopsis: Jun enters both your cat cafe and your life on a random Thursday afternoon one day, leading to a connection bigger than both of you initially would have expected. ₊ ⊹☼ Genre: Cat cafe au, fluff, sunshine boy Jun, more reserved reader ₊ ⊹☼ Word count: 1,275 ₊ ⊹☼ Warnings: None that I can think of ₊ ⊹☼ A/N: Hope you all like this, my brain decided it was time to write and somehow this came into existence :D ──────────────────── ⋆⋅☼⋅⋆ ───────────────────

Maybe it was the way the sunlight was shining through the blinds of your small cafe “A Cats Comfort” or maybe it was the way his own smile seemed to rival the sun’s rays, but you found that you couldn’t help the corners of your mouth twitching upwards whenever Jun came around. He seemed to radiate warmth that filled anyone and everyone with infectious positivity, allowing joy to flourish. You never could have imagined that a few months ago, one afternoon would change your calculated every day routine.

It didn’t seem like anything special at first, just a regular Thursday afternoon, but looking back now you can’t help but feel like the world came to a halt for the moment where Wen Junhui walked into your café. He was curious of the new environment you observed as he entered, eyes scanning his surroundings until they inevitably fell onto you. That’s when you first really started to pay attention to him as a person, his cat like eyes locking onto yours and seeming to shine with something you didn’t have the time to determine before he came bounding up to the counter.

A little shyly at first, but gaining confidence the more he spoke, he let out a little ramble about how he discovered the place. “Hi there, I was wondering around the area looking for somewhere to grab a bite and then I saw this little place hiding away and couldn’t help but be enticed by the idea of coffee. Then I saw the cats and just needed to come inside, so I was wondering if I get an iced americano and pet some of the cuties about.”

You couldn’t help but let out a little giggle at the end that shocked yourself as you were typically a bit more stoic in nature, but something about this boy let your guard lower even in your first moments. “Sure, you can take a seat anywhere, treats are in the jar on the counter to the left and I’ll get started on your drink. Could I get a name, Sunshine boy?”

“Uh, Wen Junhui, just Jun works actually.”

“Thanks, I’ll bring it over when it’s ready.”

He blushed for a moment before retreating towards the other counter and you turned around to get started. The moments you took to make the drink seemed to stretch out and feel like eternity, when all you really wanted to do was observe the boy you couldn’t help but feel rivalled the sun. You were in for an even bigger shock though as upon walking over you couldn’t help but come to a halt as you took in the scene in front of you. It seemed his charms even worked on the feline species, as Bandit, the notoriously hard to win over older cat had been comfortably positioned himself lounging across Jun’s lap.

“I see you’ve made a friend there, huh Bandit, your normally rather specific with your choices. He hasn’t taken to anyone other than me before, you must be special then Mister Wen.”

“Oh, uh you can call me Jun, but he just needed a little scratch and love before he climbed right on top of me.”

“Well, I trust he has good tastes, here’s your coffee, I’ll be over there if you need anything…”

“Wait! Uh, would you be free to keep me company, no issue if you can’t, I just thought that since we’re the only ones in here...”

“Jun, it’s okay, I’d love to, give me one sec, to put some of this stuff down and then I’ll come sit down.”

You both spent the next two hours appreciating the company and conversation that felt natural to the both of you, before he eventually left with promises to return when possible.

And return he did.

Every week Jun would stumble into your little abode and spend time with both you and Bandit, becoming closer as you got to know each other. It wasn’t any surprise for you, when you inevitably started to fall for the boy you called sunshine and spent most afternoons either texting or hanging out with. He was just impossible not to like, which is why you were sure nothing would ever come from it, as a guy like Jun surely must already have someone who could give him the stars. You were content with admiring from afar as long as he continued to shine.

Eventually your lives started to overlap and intertwine even more, when you started to meet each other’s friends and spend weekends curled up watching shows at one of your apartments. Saturday nights becoming movie nights for the two of you, with occasional interruptions from the new combined friend group. Your close friends Seungkwan and Seokmin had really hit it off with his dance partner and roommate Soonyoung, when they first met one day at the café. As a result, they often burst through your door to spend time hanging out as a group followed by Jun and his other two roommates: a photographer and art enthusiast by the name of Xu Minghao and a university student by the name Lee Chan, with a strange nickname of Dino. Your week becoming much more enjoyable with the additions of them all into your life and you can’t help the smiles that now seem to come out whenever they’re around.

As it turns out though, you weren’t the only person who had a hobby of observing, as Minghao soon caught onto your little crush and liked to lovingly tease you about it in private. Your friendship allowing room for playful teasing and banter between the two of you, with a greater bond developing after you discovered your shared love of artwork. Although, he also became your biggest supporter in your little crush, which you did struggle to understand at first. You couldn’t comprehend how he thought you were worthy of bringing sunshine boy happiness and love. You were sure he deserved someone better than yourself, but Hao wouldn’t hear it and even pushed forward with encouraging you to confess. After then he would go out of his way to distract the others while you all hung out allowing the both of you some time to yourselves.

The result of which led to a moment on a warm, summer Saturday night, where the two of you found yourself sat watching the sunset on the local riverbank. The orange and pink hues highlighting the scene and making it feel like something out of a movie. Your bodies naturally coming to become close to one another until you were basically leaning on Jun while your eyes never left the sinking sun.

However, he couldn’t help but stare at your face as it lit up with the different hues that painted patterns across your features, his focus flickering to your lips more often than could be considered friendly. In the end, he couldn’t help himself. Maybe it was the sinking sun or the ways your eyes seemed to sparkle as you turned to face him that gave him the confidence.

Whatever it was though, he can’t help but thank the universe as your lips finally connect and the world jumps back into motion. His entrance into your life stopping your universe and allowing you time to run towards hope and happiness, before your kiss restarted the universe as your chase comes to an end. Your sunshine boy had brought it straight to your door.

And as the light disappears beneath the earth and the night encompasses the sky, you realise maybe you could give him the stars, just like how he gave you the sun.

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#bee's writing #seventeen fanfic #seventeen x reader #seventeen imagines #seventeen #seventeen fluff #seventeen scenarios #svt #wen junhui #wen junhui x reader #moon junhui #moon junhui x reader #minghao #xu minghao #lee chan #seungkwan #lee seokmin #creative writing

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talesofesther · 2 years

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Embers and stars

Newt x Reader

Summary: On a peaceful night, Newt finally has time to think about his growing feelings for you.

A/N: This is very self-indulgent, and to the few anons who said they'd like to see a story with this cutie. Also, this is mainly to try and put my brain back in the writing game, with my favorite boy. I doubt many people are gonna read this, but I post all my stories here so…

And yes, Newt made it to Safe Haven; don’t look at me like that.

Masterlist

The sand was warm as you buried your toes in it, breathing in deeply the salty air of the ocean just ahead of you. Waves brought the water closer to your feet, it was pleasantly cold compared to the warmth of the setting sun.

You opened your eyes to the view of the orange sun touching the end of the sea far away, painting the sky in deep shades of orange, purple, and blue. There were voices behind you, people chatting happily for once. You glanced around with a smile, seeing your Glader friends and everyone else that made it to the Safe Haven.

A few trees adorned the main area along with grassy ground just after the thin strip of sand, some of the tents were still being built but most were already up; held by large pieces of wood and big enough to accommodate everyone.

It's been only a few days, and there are countless adjustments yet to be made and problems to solve. But they were futile, small compared to the hell you all just escaped from.

Everyone needed time to relax, so tonight, Frypan and Minho decided to bring back the bonfire night.

Thomas walked out of the forest with pieces of wood in his hands. You giggled at the way he struggled to carry them, groaning dramatically when he dropped two of the pieces.

With a last glance towards the vast ocean, you made your way up to him, feeling your already tired muscles complain about having to walk in the fluffy sand. As you reached the grass, you put your slippers back on and called out to Thomas; "Need a hand?"

Thomas glanced up to you from his crouched position, in the middle of trying to pick up the fallen wood. "Yeah, that would be great. Thank you."

You split the pieces of wood between both of you, carrying it with much more ease towards the middle of the big camp, where the bonfire would take place. Slowly, the place started to look more like home. In some ways, it reminded you of the Glade.

The box had brought you up one month before Chuck arrived, and your life had been a rollercoaster ever since. From living two months in the Glade and then diving into nothing short of an adventure in the outside world, it felt nostalgic to finally have something similar to what you called home back in the maze.

With a grunt, you let go of the heavy pieces of wood. Seagulls could be heard singing in the distance, along with a soft cold breeze that started flowing from the ocean.

"All good here?" Minho had run up to you and Thomas, seemingly done with his scouting around the beach. Almost everyone had found something to do by now, you were still helping around randomly wherever it was needed.

"Yeah, I think that's all," Thomas told him, looking down at the wood you had just dumped on the sand.

"Great, we can start the fire then," Minho said excitedly, walking back towards the main tent.

As Minho ran out of view, Thomas nudged you on the shoulder. You looked his way curiously, and he had a teasing grin on his face. "You caught someone's attention."

You raised an eyebrow at him, following his gaze towards your right side. Your eyes found Newt, who was watching you from afar, with a forgotten tomato seedling in his hand. The tender smile that came to you was inevitable, the way his blond hair fell softly over his eyes with the wind; the way the last rays of sun painted his cheeks pink, and how he quickly looked away as you caught him staring, pretending to pay undivided attention to the new garden; it all made your stomach flutter pleasantly.

Newt had sneaked his way into your heart from day one. With him being the sweetest, most caring, and respectful amongst everyone on the Glade; you became friends fast.

You felt warmth coming to your cheeks, throwing a last glance towards him before walking back to the tents with Thomas, who started teasing you relentlessly.

"-Hearing me? Newt? Newt!"

With a start, Newt looked up quickly, shaking his head lightly to clear his mind. He saw Frypan watching him already with a knowing smirk. Newt got up from the ground, cleaning his hands on his pants. "Don't even start." He grumbled under his breath.

"I'm just here to pick up some oregano." The playful tone betrayed Frypan's words.

Newt huffed out a nervous breath, shooting a side glance towards the same direction you walked to.

Frypan caught up on his staring. "Why won't you just talk to her?"

"There's nothing to talk about." Averting his gaze, Newt walked past his friend and towards his own tent.

"You're wasting time, she likes you too, you know," Frypan called out to Newt, who didn't bother to stop walking.

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As the night came along fully, allowing countless stars to adorn the sky and the embers of the bonfire to shine bright; Frypan's words ringed inside Newt's head. He was sitting down on one of the benches that were placed under the main tent, his gaze fixed ahead of him on the bonfire; or more specifically, on you.

He twirled a half-full cup of Gally's drink in his hands, watching as you laughed along with his friends, your skin being illuminated by the fire.

The feelings he had for you had been brewing for a long time, almost as long as he had known you. It came naturally to him, being with you was easy and it warmed his chest like nothing else could, even if a familiar anxiousness always came with it. What was not easy, was acting on it. Newt never had any relationships, or if he did, he doesn't remember. It angered him that he didn't know how to deal with everything you made him feel.

And to think that there was a possibility you might feel the same; made his heart do somersaults.

He had been so lost inside his own worries that he didn't register someone coming towards him, only catching on when a shoulder was pressed to his.

You sat down beside Newt with a smile, not bothering to leave any distance between you. "Why are you out here isolating yourself?"

Your cheeky grin brought a blush to Newt's cheeks, and the way your body was touching his gave him goosebumps. "I'm not isolating, it's just a little more peaceful here."

The faint glow of the fire reflected on Newt's eyes, you could get lost in his warm gaze and the way he smiled at you.

"You're not wrong." Your words were quiet as you looked ahead of you, taking in the dark night sky and the orange glow of the bonfire.

Newt felt his mouth go dry, his finger tapped his cup anxiously before he set it down on the table. "Do you want to um- maybe take a walk along the beach?" He averted his gaze as he asked, hoping you didn't notice the pitch of his voice.

He could feel your gaze on him but there was no answer yet. Before he could ask again, or say it was no big deal if you didn't feel like it; he felt the warmest of touches involve his hand, his breath getting caught up in his throat as you intertwined your fingers with his.

"I'd love to."

You didn't let go of his hand as you silently walked along the coast side. This time of night, you couldn't even see the ocean, only hear the waves crashing. The chatter and partying of your friends were nothing but a background noise now.

"A part of me thought we'd never be able to make it here." You confessed with a quiet voice, feeling the cold wind on your skin.

Newt squeezed your hand, still feeling elated that you chose to hold on to him. "I know, sometimes it still feels like a dream."

There was a pause, and then your feet stopped moving as you felt Newt had stopped walking. You looked back at him with gentle curiosity, your outstretched hands still together. The moonlight illuminated his eyes and you saw hesitance in them.

You walked up to him, standing close enough to feel the heat radiating from his body. "What's wrong?"

He averted his gaze, looking down at your joined hands as he played with your fingers. "I wanted to- I need to tell you something."

His accent caught heavily onto his words, letting you know he was forcing them out. Without thinking much, you brought your free hand up. Your fingertips ghosted over his cheek before running through his hair, burying your touch on his messy blond strands from the wind.

Newt visibly gulped at your action, he squeezed your hand more forcibly to ground himself. Yet, he leaned into your touch, almost closing his eyes.

"You can tell me anything." You promised.

He licked his lips, taking one last deep breath; and as he felt the salty water hit his shoes, he spoke what his heart had been screaming for a long time. "I have feelings for you, and I'm not sure how else to tell you this."

His gaze moved over your face for a moment, but he couldn't read it. He cleared his throat. "I have for a while and, it's alright if you don't feel the same. I just had to say it becau-"

A hand on the back of his neck pulling him forward cut him off. With an exhale of surprise, Newt felt your lips on his.

As fast as you kissed him, you pulled back. Your nose brushed his as you looked at him with a dazed stare. "I do feel the same." You breathed out, not being able to form any better words.

Newt pulled you back to him instantly, both his hands coming around your waist and flushing your bodies together. He melted against you, feeling the way you threaded your fingers through the hairs at the nape of his neck.

And you kissed him back with just as much passion, wrapping him up in an embrace that would hopefully let him know for how long you'd wanted this as well.

Far away, you thought you heard the voices of your friends laughing and shouting comments at you both. It made you smile into the kiss and you felt the way Newt's lips turned up as well.

If this was a dream, you'd be fine with never waking up.

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Thank you for reading this little story. Feedback and reblogs are very much appreciated. <3

#newt x reader #newt tmr x reader #newt tmr #maze runner #thomas brodie sangster #maze runner imagines #maze runner x reader #tmr newt x reader #newt the maze runner #newt imagine #newt x you #newt x y/n #thomas brodie sangster x reader #fluff #angst #imagine #fanfic #newt fanfic #my story

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fictionalslvr · 10 months

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◞ ꙳ ๋࣭ ⭑this is the masterlist of my works (until now.)

Keep in mind that everything that i write here is a WORK OF FICTION, and may not be 100% canon to a character history, honestly, it's purely to entertainment and fun for me and who's reading. Other thing is that English is not my first language, so it might contain grammar mistakes on my fics, if you see one, don't be ashamed to tell me, i will gladly fix it :)

All the work written on this blog belongs to ©Fictionalslvr, and i do not allow the repost, copy, translate or anything amongst this lines. Please respect a writer needs and be respectful, thanks🩵

read the information for more descriptions about what I write for.

Leon Scott Kennedy:

Lesson

Leon is your shy new teacher, and that keeps messing with your mind, keeping you distracted from his classes. He immediately notices and call you on his office to deal with it. (Sub¡Leon)

Fight for

Your boyfriend was a hard man to deal with, he always come mad after his missions and don't give you enough attention, after a heated argument, all he wants is you on top of him. (Switch¡Leon)

Too much blood (Not smut)

During a walk, you got lost in the woods, the only path led you to a unknown castle, that seems to be old and rusty enough to one lives there. Deciding to stay there until the sun comes up, you're suprised by a vampire that is curious about you.

Leon headcanons

On this, i bring some fluff and smut headcanons about RE2 Leon, just him being a cutie and having a crush on you. On the smut part, he will show another part of him that you "didn't" knew. (Sub¡Leon)

Birthday gift.

It's your birthday! And you decided to do a big birthday party to celebrate it. Unfortunately, you have a couple of old neighbor's who called the cops due to the noise, that's when a cute young cop appears on your door, and he seems...hesitant to do anything. (Sub¡COP¡Leon x chubby¡Reader)

Summer days

You deserved a rest from your work, and with a friend recomendation, you take your flight to Italy, on a coast village called Atrani. But the lodge you're staying has a son, and he's extremely adorable at your eyes. (Kinda smuty, but doesn't have p in v)

Fright Night

Scared for slasher movies, all your boyfriend wants is to help you. And he does that by dressing up as Ghostface and fucking you. (Smut, Dom¡Leon)

Ferverish

"After weeks of going to the gym with Leon, it became a casual and routined thing that both enjoyed. Until he realizes something in you changed. You made a nipple piercing." (Kinda smuty, but not p in v)

Frisson

Vendetta¡Leon is your husband for years now, and after noticing that he couldn't keep his shape from before, he gets insecure with his dad body. (Doesn't have p in v as well.)

The dark siren (Not smut)

Leon was out of place, a goth club, that's where Claire dragged him to. And when everything is crumbling, he meets you...a goth pretty woman. (Just fluffy)

You're his superior!

Just some short headcanons, made in a rush, to show you how much of a softie Re2 and Re4¡Leon would be to get the best praises out of you! (Smut and fluffy)

Leon's your sugar baby

Some rambles about sugar baby Leon. (Fluffy, but just a tiny bit suggestive) GN¡Reader

Leon as a malewife

The roles are reversed, Leon is now taking care of the house while you're working and he would do a lot of things for you. (Fluffy) GN¡Reader

Akrasia

Leon is the most devoted young man you know, and what you always wanted, is to ruin him, turn him into a complete sinful mess. (Church boy, sub, just lewd thoughts of reader)

Forbidden Fruit ⤻

You finally managed to ruin the perfect and innocent boy of the church, now, he's gone forever, the glist on his eyes are only towards you, in lust. (Churchboy sub¡Leon) part 2 of Akrasia

Attention

Even if he knows that is wrong, Leon is craving you. He craves your body, your soul, your mind, you entirely. Even that you're his practical instructor, hired only to help him with the practical part of being a cop, he can't contain himself. (Sub¡Leon)

⤻ part 2 of this one too

Simon 'Ghost' Riley:

Problem

Your lieutenant seems to have something against you, making you do things when it's not your turn, or forcing you to do more push-ups than everyone. Mad about that, you give him a slap on the face, but doesn't seem like he complained. (Dom¡Ghost)

Save a ride.

The life around your calm city suddenly turns up, and the danger is all around due to gangs nearby. Late at night, when you're out of your home, you meet a strange man that scared you at first, but it's a true gentlemen underneath that cowboy hat. (Dom¡Ghost)

Ruminate

Simon is the man who's renting a ranch for your parents. And he gets completely crazy for you at the point he's stealing your panties without you knowing. (Pervy¡Ghost)

Comforting (angst)

Ghost is your new neighbor, he's a big and strong man that made your heart flutter at the same instant. You wanted to get him better, you wanted to know more about that hard crust of a man who's actually hurt on the inside. After some cookies, you two grow more close and for the first time in years, he has someone to stay with on the Christmas.

part 2 of that mini series ⤻ final part

König:

Proudly

After entering the KORTAC, you immediately meet the colonel, König. He quickly got your attention by being mysterious always walking with a sniper hood in his head, hiding his face. And even if he won't say it, you got his attention too, and he will do anything to keep you close. (Just König jerking off to you sleeping on the same bed as him.)

Drapetomania (not smut)

The eerie figure of a berserker scares you out, but for him, is the opposite. He can only think about you with a single exchange of glances. (Yandere¡Viking/berserker König)

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lovejosephquinn · 1 year

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Can I make a request of Joey making out with you every night before going to bed. Just them together on the bed with sheets over their bodies kissing deep , fluffy and passionately. And it doesn’t lead to sex because all they need is each others lips to fall asleep. Maybe they even talk between kisses✨🙌🥰🥺🥺

Right away ma'am. Thank you for this cutie patootie request. 🥰

It started off this way ever since the start of your relationship, bedtime with your boyfriend was your most favourite time of day. You'd clean your teeth together, both take a corner of the sheets and count to 3 in the cutest way, climbing under at the same time to feel the benefit of the cool feeling before warming it up from the body heat.

Joe would always offer his arm out to you to which you'd happily oblige, snuggling by his side with your head firmly placed to his shoulder, looking up into his eyes whilst he stroked your cheek, watching you start to look sleepy; his favourite view.

The way you instantly became skin to skin, as close as you could be with no space left in between you, almost on top of him because you couldn't stand at to be at least an inch apart until you were safely in slumber. His fingers ventured through your hair, gliding effortlessly through it, he'd squeeze you tighter in an effort to feel more of you, your legs would wrap around each other like a cocoon. He was your safe place, his scent and body felt like home to you, a warmth that seeped through your skin and straight to your heart. It felt like you belonged there.

Every time you looked away or closed your eyes, Joe would notice, he'd make a hitched noise through his throat to bring you right back to him again so that your attention was completely fixated on his gaze. His chocolatey brown eyes sparkled with nothing but endless love for you, a kind feature of sorts and they were completely mesmerising to you, an addiction which you couldn't quite explain.

His hand would revert back to your cheek as he edged himself downward to be at eye level with you, nothing was to be said, just his face etching closer until your noses brushed one another, then his lips would safely land themselves directly onto yours, a soft barely touching sort of kiss to begin, something that sent electricity raging through your insides, butterflies engulfing your stomach to the point where you felt slightly nauseous, your heart flipped at the feel of his lips parting in time with yours and he seals it with a little nibble of your bottom lip before pulling back, a smile well earnt and so gorgeous that you could melt into a puddle where you lay.

"I love you, my darling." He whispers, his eyes scanning from yours and back down to your lips, a content sigh follows.

"I love you so much." You lowly reply, you could never tire of hearing those 3 delicate words fall from his mouth, his vocals sing to you like a heavenly beat each time they pass through your ears and cause you a euphoric feeling inside of you.

That's when he moves himself, forearm pressed to the mattress to hold him up, his hand not moved from your cheek only slightly slipping to your jaw when he presses his lips to yours once more, the sheets hugging you together making you feel ever closer. The kiss is still slow, but your lips part even more this time and his tongue presses against your bottom lip, tasting your skin thoroughly before making it's way inside of your mouth. The muscles dance together as one, your hands now cupped to the back of his head, pushing him down further so that you can intensify the movement.

Joe tilts his head to one side like he knows what you're asking for, his hand wedging itself to the back of your neck and all of sudden, it's extremely passionate. Your hands fist at his curls as slight whimpers erupt from your throat in unison, one after the other a little weeping sound urges the other to reply back through that one noise. You push your head upwards, using the force of your whole body to move him back, he breaks the kiss in a desperate attempt to understand what you're doing. "Let me lay on you." you ask breathlessly.

He immediately obeys and you climb straight on top of him, laying yourself onto your stomach with your legs secured in-between his, your lips confine themself straight down to his neck, right where he likes it. Sucking and leaving wet heavy kisses along the vein that sticks out of the side, his own scent leaves you longing for more, for everything; but right now your brain cannot fathom anything more than just having his lips attacking yours.

His hands move sweetly over your naked back, the palm of his hand massaging over your skin slightly as you move back up once catching the moan you solely desired to hear before you continued where you left off. Your mouth moved to his jawline, planting little pecks along it, feeling the graze of his stubble prickling your lips, slightly irritable on your skin but the sensation had your mind in a trance. Your hands lay either side of the pillow, fingers softly tickling the sides of his head when you moved back to his mouth, kissing him openly and directly before taking a small bite of his bottom lip. The chuckle which ascended from his vocal chords made you giggle, a kind of just getting you back for doing it to me cheeky kind of laugh, the convenient noises of adoration and ability to still have fun even though you were currently in a state of desire.

Your tongues writhed together once more and you plainly ignored what was happening down below, the feeling of a tent appearing through his boxers pressed onto you gave you all the more ammunition to deepen the kiss, his groans becoming more sloppy yet more attractive by the second. Joe moved his hands up to meet yours, intertwining your fingers together in a lovesick motion, completely covering your knuckles with his fingertips, his thumb stroking along the part of your hand which was bare. You came up for air for a second, both panting at the heavy session of what can only described as making out.

Letting go of his hand, you rub your eyes and let out a big yawn that'd been festering in your chest for the last couple of minutes and Joe proceeded to offer you a toothy grin, shaking his head slight understanding that you were clearly exhausted from your long day.

"Is my sweet love tired?" Joe asked rhetorically, he already knew the answer.

You moved your face down into the crook of his neck and his arms caged around you in a tight, warm embrace. "Is that a yes?" He again knew the answer without your response.

You nodded, letting a little kiss slip onto the bottom of his neck making him shudder from your soft touch.

"Come on then little spoon, time for sleep." He moved you to climb off him sluggishly, you turned to your side facing away and felt his hand creeping to the back of your head once he'd turned out the light, lifting it up a little to let his arm move through you freely and meet his other hand that had wrapped over your chest, pulling you closer into him, he smiled into your hair, taking in all that he could before closing his eyes.

The smile remained for the next couple of minutes when he heard your breathing grow shallower and your body feeling limper, you'd drifted off pretty quickly, but it always felt so comfortable in Joe's arms, nothing could make it easier to fall asleep than when you were by his side.

"Goodnight, beautiful." He whispered, adjusting his body to feel more comfortable and snug, not taking him long to join you in the sweet dreams of you that awaited him.

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✧ 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐝 𝐆𝐢𝐫𝐥𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝 | landon slaggert ♔

summary: landon's girlfriend is watching him from notre dame and is more than excited to see him get his first (two) nhl points

warnings: cutie patooties, kind of sad - lan and his girl miss each other

file type: blurb

published: 3/29/24

notes: this was not planned but landon is landon and yeah. let me know if you enjoy seeing landon around here and I'll continue to write for him!! | add yourself to the taglist ➺ taglist!

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Just like every other game day since Notre Dame lost to Michigan and their season was put to an end, y/n was glued to the TV screen. Should she have been sleeping on most of those nights, yes. But was she the most supportive girlfriend in the whole world, also yes. Ever since they had lost the game she knew Landon would be called up and if it wasn’t him it would be Nazar from the other side of the tracks. But, it was his time, and that time was now.

It was their senior year and y/n had made it her mission to go to every single one of his games. And she succeeded, well up until now. She watched from her dorm and her eyes trained on the little figures skating back and forth on the screen. While this wasn’t her favorite activity, it was Landon’s and she couldn’t help but support it.

When it was 15 minutes into the first period she was getting kind of bored, her attention span was slim to none. But that quickly changed when Landon got the puck and passed it to Joey who passed it to Jason for the goal. She screamed with joy and jumped off her bed, arms raising in victory.

She immediately picked up her phone and called him, knowing he wasn’t going to answer. However, it was her thing to leave him voicemails during or after games so he could listen to them, “Landon I am so so so proud of you!!! Like I might actually cry. I knew you could do it, I’m so proud of you baby. Go kick their asses some more, get a goal, get another point. I love you to the moon and back.”

She spent the intermission making dinner and bringing it back into her room so she could finish the game. The next two periods were a whirlwind for her, Landon’s second point and his almost first goal. She was saddened by the fact that his goal wasn’t a goal, but he still had an amazing game with his first two points.

When all was said and done and ESPN started playing its “The complete 30 for 30 library”, she shut off her TV and called Landon once again. Just as she suspected, there was no answer, leaving her to leave a voicemail, “Landon Slaggert. How dare you not get that goal!”

Her attempt at impersonating Julie Walters and Molly Weasley failed miserably but she knew he would understand the reference, “Jokes aside, Lan. I am so incredibly proud of you. More than you know, honestly. I cannot tell you how excited I was when I saw you pass the puck to Anderson. Both times. We miss you here, the guys have been bugging me since you left.”

She sniffled a little bit, “I miss you too. Wish you could be here. But, we’re all proud of you and I know I’ve said that like five times, but it’s true. Go enjoy your festivities and whatever you guys do after a game. I love you.”

She wiped the tears off her face before climbing into bed and attempting to go to bed. However, 30 minutes later she was still staring at the ceiling when her phone rang. When she saw who it was she answered immediately, “Hi Lan!”

“Hi, baby. Why are you still awake?”

“Couldn’t sleep.”

“Well, thank you for your voicemails, they mean the world to me.”

“Always.”

“Hey, I know that tone. Stop it. Don’t cry.”

“I’m not, I just miss you.”

“And I miss you, but only a couple more weeks, I promise. You know we aren’t making the playoffs.”

This got her to laugh a little, “Yeah. There’s always next year. Plus,” She paused and then sang, “Mack.”

“God, if we get Mack. It’s over.”

“Well, let’s not get our hopes up, ‘kay?”

��Deal.”

A moment of silence passed before they switched over to Facetime, “There’s my beautiful girl.”

“Lan.” She groaned.

“What! I’m just being honest. Now, prop me up on the nightstand against your tissue box.”

It was common for them to do this now, they would fall asleep on Facetime every time they weren’t together. She did as she was told before snuggling back into her sheets, “Night Lan.”

“Night pretty girl, love you.”

“Love you too.”

𝑪𝑯𝑰𝑪𝑨𝑮𝑶 𝑩𝑳𝑨𝑪𝑲𝑯𝑨𝑾𝑲𝑺 𝑻𝑨𝑮𝑳𝑰𝑺𝑻 ˏˋ°•*⁀➷

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GENSHIN IMPACT

LISA X F!READER SMUT!

NSFW! WARNINGS: reader is afab, cunnilingus, oral (both receiving), mommy kink (it's at the end), masturbation, reader is bold, reader has a "crush" on kaeya, fingering, usage of nicknames like "cutie" "darling", please tell me if I missed any, + not proof read, this is my first actual smut fic ever so I'm not experienced!!

“so you like him eh?” you jump at the voice coming from behind you, you look over to see Lisa smiling at you and not knowing what to say, you just nod.

“I-i just don't know how to tell him” you manage to speak out and look back at Kaeya, you've always liked him, he was your main inspiration to join the nights of favonius after all, that inspiration slowly turned into a crush.

“Well, I bet he wouldn't even be surprised if you told him that you like him, after all he's used to this type of attention.” Lisa says shrugging her shoulders, this made your heart clench, you're very aware of it, Kaeya is hit on by a lot of women, of course since he is charming and handsome after all so who wouldn't hit on him?

Besides its very well-known that Kaeya is a mild type of a playboy, he occasionally flirts with everyone, except you and you'd always wondered why, this hurt you a lot.

“yeah, I'm aware of that” you look down while saying that, “hey cutie, I didn't mean to get you all sad, I apologize.” Lisa says looking concerned, you just give her a small smile.

“it's fine, you were telling the truth anyway,” you say.

“oh btw what are you here for?” you ask Lisa “oh right! I totally forgot about that since I saw you staring at him, but anyway, I came here to collect the book you borrowed from the library? It was due 2 days ago but I was busy with other work.” she says which makes your eyes widen

“shit! I totally forgot about it, forgive me Lisa!! but I'm busy with my knightly duties right now, my shift is till 7PM, and the book is at my house, if you don't mind can you come collect it later??” you join your hands together and say it in a begging tone, you know how annoyed and scary Lisa gets when someone doesn't return the book on time.

“Sure cutie, I'll pick it up at 7:30 then~” she accepts, which takes you by surprise, you expected her to be stern and tell you bring it right now but she was so chill about it.

“T-thank you Lisa!” you say “I-i have to go now, see you later!” you say before walking away from her.

Lisa stares intently at you walking away, look at you from head to toe, before smirking and walking the other direction.

You just got home from your shift and closed the door behind you, taking off all the knight equipment and placing them in your closet and decided to wash yourself, you got undressed and went into the your bathroom, and got in the wooden tub before sighing and relaxing.

You thought about today's events, ‘Lisa will be here to fetch the book soon’ you think, closing your eyes for a brief moment ‘she's so hot.’ your eyes shoot open “what the fuck?? Did I just think that.” you ask yourself “but then again, she is indeed hot.” you sigh.

You go out of the bathroom to get dressed before laying down on your bed, today was so stressful, you had a surprise endurance test which you barely made it past cause it was so difficult.

Your hands trail down to your clothed vagina and press your clit lightly, making you shiver, you start rubbing small circles, trying to imagine kaeya eating you out but you can't, it turns you off for a odd reason. You try again but you still can't get yourself off to him.

Your mind wanders off to Lisa, the hot librarian every guy wishes to fuck, you feel yourself getting wet down there and start rubbing circles one more time.

You start imagining how Lisa would fuck you, how she'd eat you out and make you cum, you shove one finger up your hold imagine how Lisa would finger you, “f-fuck l-lisa~” you moan out her name, you were reaching your high, and were about to cum soon— but a knock throws you off and you quickly stop what you're doing

Making you get up and run to the door, you open it and Lisa stands there with a sweet smile on her face “c-come inside I'll get book” you invite her in, “thank you cutie” oh that fucking name, the way she always says that makes you cream.

You wash your hands and dry them up and get the book to give to Lisa, she sits there watching you come with the book.

“Here it is Lisa, it's in good condition.” you reassure her as she checks the book for any damage, she looks straight at you and gives you smile before saying “thank you, I'll be on my way now” she says and gets up to leave.

You don't what came over you but you suddenly yelled “WAIT” making her halt in her place surprised, “I-i mean, fuck, I'm sorry for yelling— I was going to say something but I forgot.” you try to make up an excuse.

“What is that 'something' if I may ask?” she looks at you and you look down, not knowing what to ask, “You want me to finger you?” she asks boldly which takes you by surprise, “W-wha—” before you can finish your sentence, she slams her lips into yours, throwing the book on the ground.

She grabs you by the back of your neck with one hand and deepens the kiss before wrapping the other one around your waist, you were surprised at first but wrap your arms around her neck, deepening the kiss even more.

She lifts you up without breaking the kiss and takes you towards your bedroom and lays you down on it before breaking the kiss “Y-you think I didn't know? I heard you moaning my name you know, you're lucky nobody lives around near this area otherwise they'd hear and peek into your bedroom seeing you commit unholy acts, should've atleast closed the curtains you slut.” she says the before going over to close the curtains

“Y-you saw me? masturbating?” you ask baffled and she simply gives you smirk, before pushing you further in the bed to make a place for her and rips off your nightdress making you shriek and cover your chest in defense, you weren't wearing anything under, you usually don't at night since you have no where else to be and since it's more comfortable.

Lisa pries your hands apart before pinning them to your side and kissing you, you kiss back, she lays you flat on your back and kisses you down your neck, reaching your breasts, she looks up at you before sucking around the skin of your boobs

She let's go of one of your hands to play with your breasts “M-my God look at them, I always wanted to squeeze these fucking tits, I fucking love them.” she says before she sucks on your other breast, she takes your nipple in her mouth, making you arch your back “L-lisa~! Fuck that feels so good.” you moan out, she plays with the other nipple with her hand.

Her mouth leaves your nipple with a 'pop' and she looks down on you, all blushing and panting, she takes off her own clothes and gets completely naked.

You both get into a scissoring position, one of your leg over her shoulder and the other laying flat while she positions her cunt near yours, she presses lightly making you and her gasp.

She starts moving slowly, rubbing her cunt against yours, her clit and your clit kissing, “L-lisa~ nggh! You feel so good.” she starts going faster “F-fuck cutie, you feel so good.” she goes faster and faster and you're on the edge until she stops.

She quickly gets out of the position and sits in a kneeling position before bending down and putting her face close to your cunt.

She blows on your puffed up clit, teasing you and making you whine in the process, she latches on to your clit without a warning and starts eating you out, she shoves one of her fingers into her own cunt while eating you out and fingers herself, you grab her hair and buck your hips as she keeps on sucking your clit.

She pulls apart from your clit and takes the finger outside of her cunt dripping and covered in juices and puts it inside you, and starts fingering you hard, “f-fuck, faster. Please.” you mewled and look at her pleadingly, she smirks and goes faster.

“you're such a good slut for me, aren't you?” she says before playing with your clit with her other hand, “f-fuck I'm close- lisa- I'm gonna cum~!” you say and throw your head back as the orgasm hits you, sending shockwaves throughout your body, you lay there panting heavily.

You look at Lisa and she gives you a satisfied smirk, she takes out her finger from your cunt and licks it, your face turns red at the sight while she simply continues licking “you taste so fucking delicious cutie~” she says.

She lays down next to you and plays with your tits, massaging them and pinching your nipple from time to time, you suddenly change from your position and get on top of her, she's surprised by this and before she manages to say anything you slam your lips against hers and kiss her.

“I- i want to make you feel good” you say breaking away from the kiss, and slowly go downwards, kissing her breasts, stomach along the way before you stop at her cunt.

“You wanna make mommy feel good?” Lisa asks and you nod shyly, although surprised by the word mommy, you didn't care.

“then do it little slut, show me what that mouth is capable of.” that's all you needed before you latched onto her cunt, dripping juices, you lick her folds making her arch her back in pleasure, she grips your head tightly pushing you in.

“F-fuck you're such a good little whore~ making mommy feel so good~!” she moans out, her grip on your hair becomes tighter, signaling that she might be near her orgasm, noticing that you fasten up your pace.

“A-archons! I-im cumming f-fuck—” she releases all of it in your mouth, you lick all of the cum up, your mouth still attached to her cunt.

You slowly leave with a 'pop' sound and look at her, she's panting for air while looking at you, she pulls you up by your hair and kisses you roughly. “I've always wanted to do this.” she speaks out, breaking the kiss, “you don't know— you don't know how many times I imagined you like this, how much I wanted you to fuck you—” she gasps for air before continuing “I love you y/n, I fucking love you.” she slams her lips against your once again.

You pull away for a bit “You know what's funny? I thought I was always weird for liking you, I saw it as a friendship attraction— but.. everytime I masturbate, it's always who I imagine- I've always felt ashamed.” you confess shyly.

“there is nothing to be ashamed of darling, we can be together now, I love you my cutie” she says and kisses your forehead.

“I love you too”

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