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d1xonss · 4 months

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Okay so, lately, I have been obssesed with young Daryl. Would you like writing a super fluffy fic where reader teaches Daryl about skincare and at the begining he's like 'why the hell are you putting that in your face?' but then at the end he is helping her in the most delicate manner posible. Like the look of love of this man while taking care of you... he just makes me faint.

Hope you like the idea and keep writing because you are so good! x

Potions

✧ Pairing : Daryl Dixon x Reader

✧ Era : Pre-apocalypse

✧ Pronouns : she/her

✧ Genre : Fluff

✧ Word Count : 1.8k

AN ~ Yess I love this idea! Thank you so much for requesting it and thank you for all the love on my last oneshot as a whole. I didn’t think a lot of people would like it as much as they did, but all the feedback was so sweet! Again, I tried my best with this one and hopefully I could capture what you envisioned. Hope you enjoy!

Cleanser, moisturizer, serum, and sunscreen. Those were just the few of many steps when it came to your skincare routine that you had grown accustomed to.

Your skin was something that you were quite proud of, the years of taking care of it diligently were really paying off as it was always smooth and had some kind of a natural glow. You would get compliments here and there and questions about how you always kept your face looking so young and beautiful. And you of course would always give out any advice, products, or tips to others who asked because in all honesty it was just a simple routine.

The light in the bathroom flickered on as you reached your hand out to flip the switch, standing in front of the mirror and pulling your hair back to finally get settled in for the night after what felt like an impossibly long day. Your eyes glanced up to see your face a little more upclose, subconsciously grabbing the makeup remover first to clean all of it off your features.

It wasn’t that often you wore makeup but when you did it was always just something simple. Mascara, blush, filling in your eyebrows. But what really was your favorite part was wearing some type of lipstick or lip gloss on your perfectly plump lips. Your only reason as to why it was your favorite was so at some point in the day, you could pull your boyfriend in for a kiss on the cheek, only to pull back and see the residue of your lips. He however would groan and playfully shoo you away as he wiped his cheek to see whatever color you had on staining his palm. But the small smile playing on his own lips would tell you that he secretly loved it.

You reached up towards your eye to gently remove the mascara from your eyelashes, before discarding the cotton pad in the trashcan below. Then copying the same actions to your eyebrows, you removed any pencil that was left before throwing that cotton away as well. You then briefly rinsed your face with water, before pulling out your drawer full of products to use in a specific order.

The cleanser was always first since your face had to be a little wet, applying it gently all over your skin before leaning back down and rinsing it off completely. Toner came after, dabbing a little product in another cotton pad before dragging it over your face and neck to make sure you didn’t miss any lingering dirt that could still be there. Then it was serum, dripping a little from the dropper over different sections before lightly dragging it out until everything felt even.

It was always this part where you felt your face was especially shiny and glowing, taking a second to look at it glistening in the dim light. Until your eyes lingered to some movement just behind you, seeing Daryl’s figure standing in the doorway as he watched you intently.

You gasped a little at his sudden presence as you weren’t expecting him to be there, laughing a little to yourself as you placed a hand over your heart and turned to face him now. “Jesus,” you breathed, “You scared me half to death.”

His face turned a bit sheepish as that was never his intention, he just simply wanted to watch whatever girly thing you were doing before heading to bed, “Sorry.” he said as he slowly passed through the threshold.

“It’s okay. Just give me a few more minutes and I’ll be done.” you said before turning to face the mirror again.

You half expected him to leave and just wait for you in your shared bedroom, but he didn’t. He placed himself right next to you as his eyes moved towards the mirror as well, but only to watch your movements as you attempted to put on eye cream. He squinted a little as he watched you, thinking silently to himself for what felt like a long while.

As a guy, he never really understood things like this, though he went along with it because it clearly made you happy. But tonight apparently he was full of questions, wanting you to tell him everything about your little potions that sat out on the bathroom counter.

“The hell you puttin on yer face?”

Perhaps that was the wrong thing to just blurt, but he couldn’t help it as genuine confusion filled him seeing as you didn’t need anything like this to be “beautiful.” He always thought you were perfect.

Though you laughed at his bluntness, rubbing in the cream under your eyes as you looked at his face in the mirror, “It’s my skincare routine.” you said simply.

His brows remained furrowed as he was still left in the dark. “I’ve been doing it since before we even got together, Daryl.” you said as your eyes moved to look at your own features.

He hummed a little, more to himself as he thought back to if he had ever seen you do this before like you claimed. Had he really been that dense about it?

“Well, uh…what’re they supposed to do?” he asked.

You smiled as your eyes locked with his again, “They just help keep your skin healthy and clean.” you said as you reached for your moisturizer, your final step, “Why? You wanna try?” you asked playfully.

He scoffed and shook his head as he leaned down a bit on the counter, continuing to watch you with his head in his hands, “Nah, watchin you do it is enough for me.”

You rolled your eyes a bit, though you didn’t push further as you finished rubbing the cream into your cheeks. Though silently you wished Daryl would do something for his skin, you believed that everyone should. The sun was your biggest concern for him. Although you loved his little sunspots all over his face and the slight redness he would sometimes get on his cheeks and nose, you wished he at least wore sunscreen if anything at all. But it was no secret the man was stubborn, but maybe, just maybe, you would be able to convince him.

“Okay,” you said as you finally finished and began putting the products away, “I’ll make you a deal. You don’t have to do face masks with me anymore, if you promise to put on some sunscreen everyday before work.” you wagered.

You watched as his eyes narrowed at you playfully, thinking about his options in his head before finally sighing in defeat and standing back up to his full height, “Alright, fine.” he agreed.

“Yay!” you silently cheered as you leaned forward to wrap your arms around his shoulders, bringing him further into you.

He smiled to himself as he hugged your waist tight, resting his chin on your shoulder. If you asked him, he didn’t need anything to keep his skin “healthy” because he didn’t necessarily care about any of that quite like you did. But he would do just about anything for you, anything to make you happy, and anything to even catch a glimpse of your smile.

Which is why he reluctantly pulled away with a quiet groan, “And I’ll…still do facemasks with ya anyway.” he said almost regrettably.

Your mouth dropped in surprise, “Really?”

“Yeah,” he huffed with a small returning smile, “As long as they make me pretty after, I guess they’re alright.”

You tilted your head a bit to the side as your hand came up to trail your thumb against his cheekbone, “But you’re already pretty.”

“...Not as pretty as you, sweet girl.” he corrected, coming in close to place a kiss on your cheek.

But your hand coming up quickly to stop him is what caused him to be slightly taken aback, “Wait, wait,” you giggled as you kept his face away from yours, “I just finished my skincare, have you learned nothing?” you playfully asked him, “Besides the moisturizer will get on your lips, I don’t think you wanna kiss me there.”

He sighed in faux annoyance as his eyes traveled down a bit, “Well, can I kiss ya here?” he asked as you felt his thumb come up to run along your bottom lip gently.

You smiled with a small nod, “Yes.”

He smirked before finally closing the distance between you two, his lips overlapping yours in a sweet kiss as his hands ran up and down your back slowly. You hummed into his mouth as his lips felt heavenly against your own, feeling him pull away to place one more peck on your parted mouth before fully stepping back.

“Alright, come on now, we gotta get ya to bed for yer beauty sleep.” he teased as he suddenly bent down and grabbed you by your legs, swinging your upper half over his shoulder as he carried you out of the bathroom.

“Daryl!” you cried as you laughed at his sudden fast actions, hearing him let out a chuckle himself as he carried you all the way up the stairs while swaying you back and forth playfully.

After that night Daryl fulfilled his promise, letting you put sunscreen over his cheeks and nose right before he headed off to work each morning to ease your mind. And he still occasionally allowed you to put a face mask on him, seeing how much it brought you joy to have someone to do it with. But also he had to admit, it made his face feel a little softer afterwards.

The only thing that changed in your routine since that night is that Daryl would now always follow you into the bathroom when it was time to put on all your “potions” as he called them. Except he wasn’t the one watching you do all the work, but instead, he applied everything for you. He insisted on it in fact. He always wanted to take care of you and this was no different, in fact he thought it was fun.

It was also fun for you as well as you agreed to his request, sitting yourself up on the counter as he applied everything like you usually would. You had to walk him through the steps the first few times, but after that he was a natural. He was always so delicate as his slightly rough fingertips glided effortlessly across your skin. Your favorite part however, was opening your eyes occasionally to watch his face as it was full of concentration, seeing his tongue slip out a little at times as he focused. You thought it was absolutely adorable.

And every time he was done, without fail, he would always look at you so lovingly it nearly made you melt into a puddle. His eyes so clearly held so much love for you, you found yourself thinking how you had the best man in the entire world. Though you always wanted to know what he was thinking when he stared at you like this, finally one night opening your mouth to ask.

“What?” you voiced a bit playfully as your head tilted to the side.

He shrugged his shoulders as his eyes remained the same, “Nothin…just so beautiful.” he practically whispered.

Your lips stretched into a bashful smile as you couldn’t help but blush. Yeah, best man in the entire world.

~ Thanks for reading!

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arcaenawrites · 7 months

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Charmed at first sight

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Lyney x Fem!Reader

SFW | reader has a panic attack

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You’ve been watching Lyney’s performances ever since you’ve arrived in Fontaine. The first time you saw him, his charms got to you. But what if the charming magician specifically chose to charm you?

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As the crowd waited in anticipation, you continued counting in your head. Was he really able to switch the people in the boxes?! You looked to your side, sitting right next to the second box where they led a girl into.

10..

9…

8…

7…

6…

You counted down, hoping to be able to see Lyney from closer by. You don’t know why, but ever since you first saw him, you instantly fell for him head over heels. You knew it was stupid. After all, you had a terrible taste in partners. You somehow keep getting cheated on, or they reject you because they don’t feel the same way.

Suddenly you realize there’s only one second left and you snap out of your thoughts. It’s time! And just like clockwork, Lyney bursts through the door. You gasp in awe, admiring him from upclose for the first time. The audience shifts their attention to the second box, as the girl appears. Lyney has succesfully completed the trick. You however, do not even glance at the girl. Your eyes stay on Lyney, taking in the color of his eyes, the proud smile, the performance he put up.

Suddenly, he turns around and looks you straight in the eyes.

“Seems like this performance has captured the heart of a young lady here!~” he teased, saying it out loud for everyone to hear.

“Let’s surprise her with a next trick!”. And as he says that, he takes off his hat, puts it on your head, then pulls a bouquet of flowers out of nowhere and hands it to you with a wink, before bowing to the audience and making his way back to the stage, while Lynette was guiding the girl back to her seat.

You sat there, holding the bouquet while the hat covered most of your face. It was probably for the best, as you had never blushed this much ever before.

The end of the show was being announced now, and you managed to talk some sense into yourself. Your stupid brain had started daydreaming, but you knew his behavior was all simply a part of the show. Some questions lingered in your mind though. What are you to do with the hat? Isn’t he supposed to take it back? Doesn’t he need the hat for his shows? You’re not supposed to keep it are you?

You sigh and get up, walking to the reception hall where everyone is already eating little pastries and drinking wine and fonta. As soon as you set foot in the hall, people start crowding you. All of them wanted the hat or one of the flowers from your bouquet. You felt the flowers being ripped from your arms until none were left, and just as someone was about to grab Lyney’s hat from your head, a familiar voice sounded through the room.

“What do you all think you’re doing?!”

Suddenly it went quiet, people looked shocked and stepped back, while you were shaking in your place, holding onto the hat for dear life while trampled flowers were to be found all over the floor around you.

“When I gave this lady these presents, they were for her. How DARE you take these from her with your greedy hands. The party is over. Go home.” He said, with a stern look on his face. Everyone quickly scurried out, embarrassment written all over their faces. You however, were locked in place. Absolutely terrified that taking a step would be too much. It probably was, considering you were shaking from head to toe. Lyney rushed toward you.

“Are you okay, m’lady?” He asked, an expression of worry written over his face. You wanted to respond, you really wanted to, but when you opened your mouth, all that came out was a quiet sob as your legs gave out and you found yourself falling to the floor- except you never hit the floor, because Lyney managed to catch you before you did.

“Lynette? Lynette I need your help!” He yelled to someone behind you. You were holding onto the hat in your arms, loudly sobbing as Lyney and Lynette brought you to their dressing room, seating you in a safe area. After letting you cry out while Lyney was gently patting your back, Lynette came over with a cup of tea. You drink tea and lightly chat with them as you calm down, although it’s mainly them talking while you nod or shake your head, still a bit shaken. After a while, you slowly stand up and apologize for taking up their time. You should go home and make dinner before it gets too late. You move to give Lyney his hat back, but he immediately places his hat back on your head and grabs your hand, kissing the back of it.

“Let Lynette and I treat you to dinner, it was my fault you ended up in this situation to begin with. No bad blood between us alright?”

You smile softly. “Are you sure, mr. Lyney? I wouldn’t want to waste your time, I think I’ve already done enough of that..

Lyney looks at you with wide eyes. “But my lady, if I had no interest in you I would have never given you my hat and flowers to begin with. Let us dine together, I’m sure Father would be fine with it if you joined us.”

And with that, suddenly, you were by his side.

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I might write more on this or do other oneshots if requested, but my Lyney brainrot has been insane lately-

#genshin impact #genshin x reader #genshin x you #lyney x reader #genshin fluff #genshin angst #fluff #romance

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nkogneatho · 1 year

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This is inspired by headcanon my baby @gojoest posted about gojo having freckles. And we couldn't stop talking about it so credits to them.

"Like I told you, 'm sorry and I will fix it."

"Of course you will," he could tell you were really upset from your stomping towards the couch.

He sighs and follows you. What he looks at is his angry little bean with their hands fold and brows furrowed.

"What?" your eyes digging holes in his face.

"Are you mad?" Satoru asks but you don't answer.

"If yes, then here," his face moves closer to yours. "Here you go."

You are both flustered and confused. He looks so pretty upclose it makes your heartbeat faster. He really is the prettiest. His white long lashes, the hair strands resting on his forehead and some are so long that it almost covers up those ocean eyes. Yet, his freckles still manage to peek through them.

"What do you think you're doing?" You ask him. Your voice is now somehow softer and submissive unlike before.

"Don't act like you're mad at me when I know what you do to me every night," he blurts out. For a second, your dirty mind activates.

"Huh? W-what the fuck are you talking about?"

"Baby. Do you like my freckles that much? I know you count them everynight." You move your face to the side. It feels like your heart is going to jump out. HOW THE FUCK DID HE KNOW? Is what you think. It's no big deal but it is a little embarrassing. It was just a curiosity turned into a habit.

"Hey. Look at me," Gojo cups your cheeks and turns your face towards him. "Are you sure you want to resist this pretty freckled face?" Fuck. He really knows your weak point now. He is even pouting which makes him look so adorable. Something crawls inside your brain. You bold his face and land a kiss on his freckles. Satoru's eyes widen, and he is taken aback with the sudden move, but it slowly turns into a gaze of love. You continue to kiss him on every part of his face where the freckles settle.

"You are so annoyingly cute. I hate you." you compliment.

"I love you too, baby," that's all he says before kissing your lips and not letting it go for minutes.

Also fyi, y'all were fighting over how he broke your custom couple keychain.

#jjk x reader #gojo fluff #gojo x reader #gojo satoru x reader #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jujutsu kaisen fluff #jjk fluff #gojo headcanons #jjk headcanons #gojo x y/n #jujutsu kaisen

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sanjisblackasswife · 1 year

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Zoro bodyworship 😼

“𝔾𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘”

Z𝕠𝕣𝕠 𝕩 F𝕖𝕞 ℝ𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕖𝕣

Black Fem Reader in Mind

A/N: ….I never done this. Hope u enjoy🧍🏾‍♀️ Also this was too long so Imma do Zoro RECEIVING body worship next post.

CW: VERY intimate sex, Soft!Zoro, Kissing, Tongue bath, Shy!Zoro, Mentions of Scars on the Reader, Oral

𝙶𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐

Zoro never realizes he how much he appreciates your body until he is alone with you.

A man such as him that isn’t really into PDA always holds back his urges until it’s just the both of you together.

He has no issue with giving your body the love and care it solely deserves.

He’s a nervous reck when he is more intimate with you, it’s always more intense and it ends up overwhelming the both of you.

His movements so slow and gentle you almost feel as if you need to tell him to get rougher,

but he wont. He can’t. Time like this, after a rough battle, or even just at random he feels the need to love every single blemish of you.

“Zo…” A breathless moan falls on his ears, his kisses have feathered from you lips, all the way down to your ankle, and he haven’t stopped yet.

Zoro interchanges from kissing to small suckles, which always causes him to hold you down by your hips to keep you still. As the rouge man that he is, he can always know how to be so delicate with you under him.

His eyes are closed as relaxed, so at peace swirling his tongue on your bare breast , you look down and see his head cocked, his pretty golden earrings resting on his cheeks, Zoro truly was a beautiful man.

You felt his thumb caress your hips, slowly pulling off your thong, as he does your nipple slips off his lips, making you frown just a little , already missing his touch. Of course this goes unnoticed by the swordsman.

He smirks down at your bare body, his gaze almost making your want to cover yourself just so he can look away, but you felt frozen, his build is so intimidating upclose and over you. It didn’t matter if you were 5’2” or 5’10”, Zoro knew how to make you feel small and you wasnt sure if that’s what you loved or hated about him.

Your hand reach up to his sharp jawline, pulling him down for just one more moment where his lips are on yours (before they’re on your other ones). His arms, as strong as they are falter and resist from holding himself up when he is against your touch. He stays on his elbows, tounges wrapping against each other, and you always biting his bottom lip just to hear his groaning before a simple kiss of appreciation turns into a sloppy wet passionate make out session.

The spit line that connects you both, finally breaks as Zoro rises up to catch his breath, still peppering you in small kisses on your curled lips.

He looks down at you, eyes almost eating you whole before he dwells to kissing and massaging your stretch marks you complain about having, the scars you’ve earned through tough battles, and every other blemish you’ve grown to have.

You may hate them, but Zoro loved each one as he looked and searched all over you to appreciate.

Zoro wasn’t very talkative during sex, his way of appreciating your entire body is just letting him have free access to do what he wants to you, maybe it was his shyness, maybe it was because he didn’t want to say the wrong thing and ruin the moment, but times like these you don’t mind his quietness, only small groans and hums of appreciation when he slides his tongue down from your neck to your slit,

but if you were to ask him why he doesn’t say much he would just tell you that he loves to hear you more than himself.

“Zo…” You purr with every buck of the hip, Zoro’s head and mouth follows the movements of your needy body asking for more of his licks and sucks.

As you reach that blissful high of cumming on his tongue, you try pushing him away from your sensitive place, but alas he was stronger, staying stubbornly still against your cunt to lick that and your inner thighs clean.

Giving your clit a kiss, ignoring the pains of his own cock twitching against your skin, he wanted to be inside you so badly, he needed to be one with you, you seen the furrow in his brows when he hissed as you grabbed his cock, not breaking eye contact stroking it subtly,

You guide him inside you so slowly just to hear the slutty wet noises, you moan out his name. Zoro’s face immediately turns red hearing you, feeling you, seeing you all like this it was too much, he lets out an exasperated “Fuck.” finally feeling your tight warm walls squeeze him in.

Slowly his hips rock against you, his eye meets your soft tired gaze as your breast bounce to the rhythm of his thrust, “Need you.” Was all he could mutter out before kissing you again, his body weight on top of you causing your legs to immediately lock him in as he picks up your lower half to pick up the pace.

It was all so much for you both, you felt his torso scar rubbing against your soft skin, the stitches felt painfully good you held Zoro by the nape with both arms wrapped around him moaning into his ear which only riled him up more to deeper thrust.

The bed rocks, skin is slapping against one another, his grunts, your whimpers—it was all a sight to see.

And yet none of that compares to the moment when Zoro travels his lips up to your hear to whisper “I love you.”

#one piece #TimikosZoro #black reader #one piece headcanons #one piece x female reader #zoro smut #zoro imagine #zoro x reader #zoro x you #zoro x female reader #zoro #op zoro #roronoa zoro #one piece smut #one piece x black!reader

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xuchiya · 3 months

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my little mermaid moments

₊˚.༄ || soft valentines m.list || hongjoong || seonghwa || yunho || yeosang || san || mingi || wooyoung || jongho || ₊˚.༄

mingi would love the solitary aquarium that people rarely goes on the weekdays so he would buy you tickets to see the whole aquarium with you.

mingi was an enthusiast to ichthyology, bounce on his feet with each point of kind of fish that or those, his eyes wide with childlike wonder, showering you with fun facts and trivia he'd gleaned from documentaries and nature shows. your eyes wandered, giving equal excitement on the life of the water, beauty underneath earth.

"so cute min!" you pointed at the sting ray that went overhead.

you laugh at mingi as he mimicked a waddling penguin or gaped at the mesmerizing transparent or colorful jellyfishes. As you moved through the dark tunnel, showcasing bioluminescent cartilaginous fishes, the mood shifted. The glow of the fish and jellies cast an ethereal light on your mesmerized faces.

mingi, emboldened by the intimacy, reached for your hand. you were taken back but relaxed when mingi gave a gentle squeeze as your fingers intertwined with his, sending a warm current through him.

reaching another part of the aquarium is the pièce de résistance - the main aquarium tank. this place has a towering cylinder teeming with marine life. As you both approached, a staff member ushered you towards a hidden door, granting you exclusive access after-hours.

"really?" both you and mingi were slightly in doubt but the staff gave you both a reassuring look but behind their eyes glint a sorrow look.

"yes since this will be the last day of the aquarium before we release them back to their home." your heart clench at the thought of this place shutting down. you nodded, looking at mingi who shares the same look as you.

the door hissed shut behind you, plunging into near darkness. the soft glow of the tank illuminated the space, basking an otherworldly blue light on your faces. as the silence descended, broken only by the gentle gurgle of the water and the rhythmic whoosh of air bubbles. you were reminded of your childhood.

a time that you believe in fairy tale and mermaid even wrapping your legs with your blanket and flop them declaring to your family that your a mermaid. even joining the swimming team because of your fantasy of mermaids.

so mesmerized by the swirling ballet of fish above, unbeknownst to you, you started humming softly. mingi, ever so silent in watching upclose the small fishes, turn his gaze to you. you reach out to touch the tank, eyes sparkling.

the fish, seemingly drawn by the sound, gathered closer, their shimmering scales catching the faint light. a small family, lingering by the tank, turned their heads, their faces etched with wonder. Even the standby staff, usually unseen observers, found themselves captivated by the impromptu performance.

mingi watched with his heart swirling in adoration. you, bathed underneath the ethereal glow, looked like a mermaid, your voice alluring like spells. He reached out, his fingers brushing against yours, a silent connection in the shared magic of the moment.

mingi knew of your talent but with so much hesitation and doubt, you settle with just being in the shadows. he would always catch you singing in the kitchen as you cook for him or the time you were showering or when you sing a soft lullaby to your baby cousin.

but this moment, was something he would never forget. you let your inner child heal and talent bloom.

"i'm proud of you, pangga." he presses a kiss on your knuckle, you blushing not from the kiss but from how you let yourself slip from how your heart had been leaping from the beauty.

"thank you min." he pulled you close to him as you both continue gazing at the marine life.

pangga means love in the dialect (Cebuano).

#ateez #ateez imagines #ateez scenarios #ateez fluff #ateez fanfic #ateez x reader #atiny #mingi ateez #ateez mingi #ateez song mingi #song mingi x reader #song mingi

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battydora · 1 year

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"YEAH, WE ARE A LITTLE CLICHE!"

masterlist | rules

pairing: kyojuro rengoku, reader

content: sfw, college au, modern au, gn reader, friends to lovers, too tooth rooting fluff to my taste, kyo is a blushing and awkward mess, soft shit overall i love him so much, barely proof read!!

note: MAN THIS TOOK FOREVER. it's finally done. this is my first kyojuro fic in a long time omg i missed writing for him i'm so happy!!! also this is for @renhoeku 's kyojuro's birthday collab, i'm so excited because this is the very first collab i join to as a fic writer too!!! thanks for letting me join, this is so niche and cliche but i'm still a sucker for cliche tropes, i can't help myself, i hope you enjoy it! ♡

music inspo: this playlist ♡

wc: 3.4k

you are running late to your second class that day because you got distracted with your friends from other courses. a few books you borrowed from the library are being held by your hands about to fall thanks to your turbulent running.

would it really be that cliche and dumb to crash into someone midway? yes, and you are right, you just crashed into someone unexpectedly, all your books are now spread across the hallway and you're on the floor. you make your best to quickly sit down to apologize to the person you just basically slammed into, who seems to be a boy around your age you are sure you never seen before. what is up with his hair?

“oh my god, i am so sorry! are you okay?!” your voice filled with concern when you se the stranger on the floor rubbing his head in ache, who turns his gaze to you at your question.

“yes, i am fine! you shall not worry! are you alright?” his voice is loud and cheerful, luckily he isn't showing any signs of injury or such so you sigh relieved.

“yes! yes, i'm fine, god this is so embarassing and cliche” you sigh again now collecting your books, seeing how the boy was doing the same with his stuff. he finishes quickly so he is able to lend you a hand and he hands you a few of your notes.

“there you go” he says with a bright smile, now that you had a chance to look at him upclose, you find yourself staring at a charming face that sends you vibes of a person with a bright personality, kinda blessing if you are honest, his red eyes as shiny as his curious looking yellow and red hair, you zone out for a few seconds staring at the stranger before you snap back when he speaks to you.

“thank you, and i'm so sorry again!” you bend down in order to apologize to him.

“do not worry, i am not in pain! you seemed in a rush so it is totally alright, you can head to your class”

"yes, i'm already running late, so bye! thank you!" you say in a charismatic tone, you finally got up and start running again, leaving the kind stranger behind.

you got to class very late. you tried to catch up with your classmates but they were very ahead of you, you try to cheer yourself up by thinking the class was going to be short anyways and that coffee break was just around the corner. once the class is over, you start to head to a cafe near the campus, but before you can leave the building, you see the same kind stranger leaving his classroom. you lock gazes with eachother and he smiles at you when he sees you walking in his direction.

"ah, it's you!" he begins, an innocent enthusiasm captured his loud voice "did you make it to class?" he asks with an amused tone, yet sounding nice, no harm in his words. you chuckle out a sigh and smile in disbelief, your head lowers a bit.

"yes but i arrived quite late, all my classmates were already ahead of me" you sound dissapointed, wanting to forget about the misfortunate act.

"i see, that's a shame to hear" his smile fades just for a few seconds, pitting you a bit "where are you heading now?" he asks out of pure curiousity.

"oh, i'm going to the cafe nearby to have a coffee before going to my next class, i hope i'm not late this time" at your words the stranger chuckles out a loud laugh.

"i'm sure you won't, i was about to go to the cafe aswell. would you like to grab some coffee with me?" he asks looking at you, his smile flashing on his face again, it is almost as if his smile had a radiance of its own.

you can't deny his invitation, you liked this stranger, he seemed like a nice guy, everything about his vibes feel comforting and pleasant. why not?

"sure, let's go!"

in the way to the cafe, you exchange a few personal data, you get to know his name is kyojuro rengoku, he is a third year of his career like you and he is in an opposite class of yours. your schedules rarely alinged so it was almost impossible for you to see him around, however he was there today because he was taking extra classes for his upcoming exam next week, he also said he finds morning shift much more comfortable than the afternoon one so he is considering changing shifts. he is an interesting and nice guy, very cheerful and respectful in his manners, once at the cafe he asks you a few questions about yourself too, so you start to talk on and on about yourselves, exchanging thoughts and interests, slowly developing a friendly bond. he is very humoristic too, making little jokes and comments in order to make you laugh, some people around side eye at you both a small judgamental face at how loud you were laughing but it doesn't seem to bother any of you.

never was a coffee break this entretaining.

after 15 minutes you start heading back to classes alongside kyojuro, with a bright smile on your face, this dude is amazing! he made you completely forget about the mishap you went though earlier, his company is bright and lighthearted, you want to get to know him better if you are honest.

six months pass by and you and kyojuro developed a lovely friendship, you got to know him better as you proposed yourself too and he ended up being twice as interesting than you imagined, he was rising his younger brother on his own, his father was abscent but still made sure to pay for everything their sons needed, you feel pitty for him for having such a dick dad but he tells you to not pay him any attention, kyojuro is more than fine with the way he lives. he is overly optimistic but realistic at the same time, he knows his father is not the best dad but he still chooses to smile and hold his head high doing the best he can for his brother, this attitude of his makes your days lighter and this often makes you feel encouraged you to work hard or try new things you normally would've need a lot of courage to do. now that kyojuro changed shifts, you two use to go to the campus yard and sit on the grass to study or just talk, often letting your conversations continue until sunset, the lovely seasonal sunlight always witnessing your friendship's growth. other times you meet at any of your homes to study for upcoming exams, he is a great studying partner! you share some snacks and drinks during those study sessions and laugh a lot. this turned into a habit overtime.

you met a few people along the way, kyojuro introduced you to his friend group and now you spend plenty of time with them, everyone is so nice and fun to be around, this guy tengen is one extroverted and entretaining person, however the group (including yourself) tease him about him claiming to be the most flamoyant looking but then having a disastrous sense of fashion, he dresses well, yes, but his accessory choices are an absolute mess. you tease him often saying a headband full of glitter and plastic gems is an horrendous choice even if he says otherwise. then this girl shinobu, she is one of the quietest of the group but whenever she speaks you always engage in an interesting and thoughtful conversation, she is very smart and you get to exchange interesting and weird facts, conversations with her tend to be very fruitful (and she always has some gossip or embarassing stories of the other group members, she is truly so entretaining to be around too). there is this other guy, giyuu, who is the quiet introverted after shinobu, who sticks around his extroverted friends and always signs up to the chaotic ideas the three loudest members come up with, he is a man of few words but his group understand him perfectly without needing to speak to him. you try to talk to him, but it's just that it's difficult to draw his attention and have long chats with him if your interests don't align, however you made your way to his heart when you told him your favourite bands and they ended up being the same bands giyuu was into you so you always find time to talk about your favourite songs and their meanings, after that you got to know him a little better, turning out to be an interesting guy.and then finally is this girl, kanroji, who is kyojuro's childhood best friend, they met in kindergartden and since then they're inseparable, she knows kyojuro from head to toes; she is a very lovely girl, always full of compliments for everyone and is nice, even to strangers. she is sweet around you too and since you're kyojuro's friend, she whispers embarassing facts about younger rengoku for you to laugh and his only reaction is to laugh awkwardly at the weird kid he was in highschool, blushing out of embarassment, which only made you feel closer to him, everytime you got to know something new about him, you found yourself feeling more captivated by his sparkling personality, he is indeed a wonderful person.

you grew close to this group and spent a lot of time together after class, some weekends you went out for beer and spent so many amazing nights together, but there was some things you weren't quite aware of until the first five months you spent together, such as how kanroji and uzui teased kyojuro more than they usually did, specially when you were around. it was overall suspicious to you because it looked like the flamboyant boy and the lovely girl were up to something but you had no clues of what it could be. kyojuro's face would turn red at their statements and start telling them to cut it off. you asked shinobu what was up with those three and she would just laugh softly and answer "those are just uzui and mitsuri's antics, don't pay them any attention" but she knew quite well something was going on around rengoku for them to act the way they did and she did not want to tell you.

you didn't pay much attention to it at the moment because finals are now around the corner and you have to strive on passing, so your studying sessions with kyojuro took place at least three times a week, both you two were a bit stressed, there was a lot of content you had to study for both of your careers so you barely had time to spend doing anything else than studying. you are now at your place, you agreed with kyojuro to go to your house to study after class, it is around 6 PM now and you two are sitting at the living room table, notes and folders spread all over it and the floor. silence is all over the room, both of you two focused on your books, which is common in your studying sessions, you work better working in silence yet together in a way.

after like three hours, you sigh out of tiredness and throw yourself back, laying flat on the ground, a grunt of disbelief leaves your mouth as you frown completely exhausted. kyojuro just looks at you, raising his eyebrows at your motion.

"too much?" he asks in a calm tone, despite him being just as tired as you, he even shows small signs of having baggy eyes.

"yeah, i hate this career" you say, jokingly but yes, you are tired, he lets out a giggle.

"how about a break?" he suggests, putting his pen down and closing his notebook for a minute.

"that sounds great" you agree sitting back down, now looking at your phone cheking the time "oh my god, it's already 9 PM. don't you have to be home to senjuro?" you ask in concern, his little brother was left alone.

"oh, no don't worry, he is at a friend's house, he is staying over until tomorrow. however i should be heading back not too late because the street may turn dangerous if i walk too late" he says standing up, you copy his action.

"i don't have a problem with you staying over, though. if it gets too late you can sleep here" you offer.

"really?" he seems surprised, a sparkle of excitement shining in his eyes.

"yeah! we can prepare a nice meal and continue to study until we go to sleep" your smile widens as you speak, the idea of having an improvised pijama party with kyojuro.

"yes, i would love that!" his eyes seem to sparkle with joy at the proposal, you both start walking to the kitchen and open the fridge to check what you had.

"well, i went to the market the other day so i have plenty of things to prepare. how does udon sound for you?" you ask with a gentle smile.

"sounds great! let's do it"

and just like that, you two start preparing dinner. you put some music to make the cooking much more entretaining, you nor kyojuro can help but sing outloud, even dance, to your favourite songs, using kitchen utensils as microphones. the preparing overall is easy but what really made it entretaining and different from any other meal you ever prepared, is that you are doing it with good company, people say food tastes better when sharing it with someone and kyojuro is the living proof of the saying.

you cut the vegetables as he waits for the water to start boiling to finally cook the noodles, however, he walks behind you and rests his chin on your shoulder, checking on what you are doing, this isn't weird at all sometimes he would just do that affectionately.

"hi" you say in a sweet tone and a cute smile.

"hi" he answers with a wide smile on his face too, looking adorable as ever.

you go silent only for a few seconds until your body almost jumps for feeling kyojuro's hand making its way to the hand you are holding the knife with and lay it on the kitchen table as the other lands subtly on your waist, its a subtle motion but it is enough to make your face turn slightly red, wandering what he is thinking about now... not until he just starts tickling you making you to burst out laughing loudly, his fingers tickle all around your waist and armpits and laughs the moment you start fighting to stop him.

"k-kyojuro, s-stop! i'm al-almost peeing!" you protest between laughs, struggling to get some air in your lungs and trying to tickle him back, the attempt is useless because he's got you wrapped around his finger and all you can do is try to kneel down, as an attempt to escape from his grip, he follows as he continues laughing and sits on the ground wrapping your waist with his arm as the other continues to tickle you.

the laughter gets louder suddenly and in your last efforts to free yourself before giving up, you forcefully turn around to face him, a bit too clumsily, because this makes kyojuro fall back on his back, with you on top of him.

the blonde notices quickly the position you both ended up in and suddenly stops the tickling, giving you the chance to recover some air, you realize only a few seconds later the awkward situation you are left in the moment you look at kyojuro's face, his eyes are wide open, an awkward smile formed on his lips and a deep red blush covering the width and long of his face. your face turns inmediately red as you stare down at him, his hands resting again on your waist subtly, unsure of what he should do now. is this weird? is he being weird? no, why would he? it was just an accident, so why is he so nervous? what he should do? your wide open eyes are locked to his and now he is unsure if he should look away or not. the awkward silence goes on for a long time, you gulp and your heart is pounding, how did this happen all suddenly?

kyojuro meditates for a long while, is this a wrong time to make a move? he has been having mixed feelings about you, you two are amazing friends but he can't help but feel totally love-struck around you, you're so wonderful and smart... what if you don't like him back? what if he ruins the beautiful friendship you two have? he can't risk it... he doesn't want to push you away from his life.

but your body so close to his, your face looking his way, you can almost feel his heart jumping out of his chest... he just can't.

he bets everything to this very moment. his lips make a very small movement, as if he is trying to twist them into a kissing manner, noticeable to your eyes. your world falls apart when you see his head shyly trying to lean closer to you and your reaction is to blush even harder, everything is moving too fast, moments ago you were cooking and laughing and now you're suddenly on top of kyojuro on the floor, him trying to kiss you know, does that mean he likes you? or is it physical attraction only? how would this impact in your friendship? are you overthinking? you probably are. there are so many questions and so little time to answer each, he is already so close to your lips, his eyes are almost shut down entirely so you take a small breathe, choosing to relax and give in to the moment. your eyes close slowly, your head also leans in carefully and the distance between you two breaks, giving your friend a soft smooch on his lips.

it's sweet and gentle, shy one might say. not too long nor short, it's just enough for you two to implode out of happyness, kyojuro pulls away first out of nerves, he wants to see your face, he wants to know what are your thoughts in this very moment, he seems more nervous than you are. you two remain silent for a few instants before he speaks again.

"w-was that okay?" his face fails to go back to normal, it's still as red as before. you snort out a small giggle.

"it was sweet, i liked it" you smile warmly at him.

"gosh i'm so glad" he sighs in relief, throwing his head back for a second, trying to recover his composture, he was so scared he might mess up what you two had "i was mortified at the thought of... you know, scaring you away or seen as a weirdo by you"

you raise your brows and decide to finally move, you sit on the ground and grab kyojuro's hands to help him sit back down again, now getting the chance to talk normally.

"i don't think you would ever scare me away. perhaps, it was just a kiss" you pause only for a second "and i like you, how would a kiss be a reason to push me away"

"i... guess you are right" he laughs at his own thought, the nerves got the best of him, you are an amazing person, a kiss can't ruin everything "still, there is something i need to tell you..."

your face turns slightly pink at his words, your imagination wandering like crazy, is he really...? "yeah? what is it?" you try to stay calm, a small smile on your face, ready for his upcoming words. kyojuro seems a bit nervous again, he takes a deep breathe before talking again, his cheeks turning red once again.

"tengen will lose a bet to kanroji if i confess to you now, and i want him to lose." his statement is amusing, it makes you laugh, what is going to happen next is so obvious, his smile turns into a wide, warm and sincere one "there are feelings i want to confess to you right now, please listen to me"

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ssentimentals · 8 months

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seventeen members as their natal charts: woozi

sun in sagittarius, moon in aries

he loves a good challenge, his straightforward and self-assured personality can make him come off as arrogant but he's not like that; this man won't accept anything but the truth, he's fearless and very generous to people he loves, enjoys solitude just as much as he loves big crowds (but not being the center of attention there)

'looks like it's gonna be hard,' you mutter, staring at bunch of documents in front of you. 'do you think you can-'

'i know i can,' jihoon interrupts, not even bothering to look up.

you nod. jihoon's curt answer may have irritated other people, but not you. after working together for almost half a year, you realized that these kind of replies from him are simple statements of facts, not just arrogant atempts of showing off. still, you ask: 'need any help?'

jihoon blinks, finally looking up from his laptop. no one really sticks around with him, always uncomfortable with his silence or too straightforward manners, so your question surprises him. you, in general, surprise him in many ways and part of him desperately wants to reach out, because he may or may not have written dozen songs about your eyes and how your smile makes his day better. 'um,' he lets out eloquently. 'only if you're okay with helping.'

you nod and he breathes out in relief, shutting his laptop. work is easier with you, huge pile of documents gets sorted out much faster with two pair of hands and jihoon nods in satisfaction as you finish the last one. 'thank you,' he says sincerely. you smile and your smile makes him feel... things. makes him want to get upclose and personal with this smile, maybe even be the reason behind it. he's not dumb, he knows there might not be any other chance, so he barrels on: 'do you have plans for tonight?'

jihoon is certainly not the one to beat around the bush, but you're still surprised, looking up at him. 'you're asking because..?'

'i heard new thai place opened around here, thought it'd be good to try it out,' he meets your gaze, looking serious and confident. 'i'd like to treat you, if you're free.' and then, because if he started he has to go until the end, giving all in, he adds to clear things up: 'it's a date.'

silence that stretches makes him nervous, but when smile blossoms on your face and your cheeks color just a tiny bit, he thinks that risks always are worth taking in the end. smile stretches his own lips and he mirrors your excitement: 'i'll take that smile for a 'yes' then?'

he doesn't tell you that he heard you talking about really wanting to try out that place and nor does he tell you that he already went there and tried out bunch of dishes, just so he would know what to order when he'll finally get the courage to ask you out. you nod at him and something else twirls inside of his chest, warming it up. something akin to hope, that he thinks will turn out just great.

in relationship he can sometimes be insensitive and have a temper, but willl ultimately be the most protective partner ever! he longs for domesticity and is very much 'i don't see anyone but you' type when he's in love, he needs someone who's good at avoiding conflicts and can sometimes push him to change

'jihoon, that was too rude,' you say, closing the door with a loud sigh.

'he had his hands all over you,' jihoon huffs, shaking his coat off angrily. he doesn't get jealous easily and rarely has problems with other people, but his protective instincts flare up whenever someone gets too familiar with you. 'and you looked anxious, you know i can't just stay still at times like that.'

'i thought you didn't see,' you mumble quietly enough but of course jihoon catches it.

he grabs your hand, pulling you closer to him. 'i'm always looking at you,' he says seriously, not understanding how your heart flutters at those words. 'babe, i- i'm looking only at you. even when we are surrounded by other people, my eyes are always on you.'

and it's the truth. he keeps his eyes on you not in some creepy way, but just looking at you grounds him, he checks on you cause need to make sure you're fine is exactly what it is - a need. you smile at him, but still don't let go of the situation, telling him that he took everything too far. jihoon nods, knows that you're right, but he also knows that you won't ever nag him about it. this is the best thing about you, how you let something not critical go, knowing him too well. 'that was probably too rude, okay. you know i won't go and apologize to him, he did make you uncomfortable and i won't stand for that, ever.'

you sigh fondly, reaching out to caress his cheek softly. 'i know,' you say. 'my protector.' you didn't say it in a mocking way and jihoon knows it. he really is your protector in the sweetest and purest way; someone who you always wanted and never thought you'd have.

'i'll always protect you,' he says matter-or-factly with no traces of joke in his voice. but then his face changes as he shyly suggests: 'let's drink some tea?'

you almost laugh at this, but hold back. nodding, you lean in, smiling when he pecks your lips and both of your cheeks lovingly. never have you ever thought that jihoon will be like this, this protective and this caring at the same time. 'let's,' you agree easily.

you drop the conflict before it could grow big, because it's not worth it. nothing is really worth it at the face of jihoon's wide smile as he understands that the subject is dropped and that you're not angry at him anymore. sometimes words are not needed and silent understanding that passes between you two is more important. he hugs you tight and that's all that's needed as you both settle into comfortable domesticity, the one you both protect fiercely and put above everything else.

a/n: a bit surprising for jihoon i think, but i love his chart so much!!

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melanieph321 · 1 year

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Idea: Ruben and a really really shy reader. He wants to tell her that he is into her but because nobody has ever shown interest in her she doesnt beliebe him at first :)

Here you go babes! 🥰

Ruben Dias x Reader - Elevator Crush

Enjoy!

"Was he an intern like you?" You thought.

You knew that his name was Ruben somthing. You had a friend do a little snooping for you the day you first discovered your elevator crush. Every morning the two of you would share the intimate space with a bunch of other people on their way to work. You would look to Ruben between the arms and heads of strangers in the elevator. If only he knew that you existed, you thought. If only he knew that you had a huge crush on him.

"Hey."

It had been raining that morning. And there was a big traffic jam because of the flooding of the roads. Not alot of people had made it to work that day and so the elevator was empty when you got on it. That is, until Ruben step on to it as well.

"You talking to me?" You frowned, although there was only the two of you standing in the elevator.

"Well I wasn't talking to myself." He chuckled.

He wore his regular blue suit and carried a briefcase. His hair was wet like yours, perhaps he had just come from outside, in the rain.

"Oh. Hey." You said and gave a slight wave with your hand.

Usually people stood facing the door whenever they rode the elevator. To your surprise, Ruben leaned his side against the wall in a way that allowed him to look at you and you at him.

"I'm Ruben." He said.

"I know." You muttered.

Ruben wasn't just some silly crush you met in a elevator, turns out he was also the CEO of the sports management company that ha their offices above yours. Again, your friend had done some snooping. It would be the last time you'd ask her to. Turns out Ruben was so out of your leauge.

"Do you have a name?"

"Huh?" You looked up from your feet to see Rubens eyes still on you, indicating that this wasn't just a plain "Hello, goodbye" situation. He was really trying to have a conversation with you.

"Your name, do you know it?" He smiled.

"Oh, you wanna know my name?" You blushed. "It's Y/N."

"Y/N." He nodded approvingly. "I like it. It's beautiful."

"Thanks." You muttured, struggling with eye contact.

"I've always wondered what it was."

"My name?" You frowned.

He nodded.

But that must mean...You couldn't believe it, had he been checking you out too? All this time?

"I'm just an inter." You said, a slight need to astablish the fact that there was clear barrier between your job titles. He was a CEO, compared to you he was worth somthing to the people working within these walls.

"I was an intern too once." He said, almost dreamingly.

"You were?" You were in awe of how humble his personality was. He just seemed so friendly and so sure of himself.

"It's a good way to start." He said.

You nodded. "I guess we all have to start somewhere."

"I agree, how about dinner?"

"Come again?" You almost choked on your own spit. Ruben however did not budge.

"I'd like to start somthing with you, how about we start with dinner. Tonight? After work?"

B...but I'm drenched." You said, running a hand through your wet hair.

"So am I. We might have time to change if you come to my place and clean up."

"Your place?" You said, eyes widening in surprise. It was like a scene taken straight from one of your crazy imaginations, your Inappropriate imaginations. "Ruben I hardly know you and I..."

"That's what dinner is for. " He interrupted. "To get to know each other."

"You want to get to know me? Why?" You were really unsure if you were hallucinating or not.

Ruben pushed away from the elevator walls, closing the already small gap between you. The height difference was insane.

"Y/N." He said, voice dark and horase.

"Yes?" You bit your lip and felt the need to match his height by weighing on your tippy toes. You had never stood so upclose to each other before. Rubens eyes searched your face and yours his.

"This is me asking you out. Just say yes." He whispered.

"Yes." You said, not exactly sure what you were agreeing to. But hey, like Ruben said, maybe it was the start of something and everyone has to start somewhere. You just never thought It would be in a stuffed elevator.

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claymorexpunisher · 10 months

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Bound by Fate (One-Shot)

I might do another part to this that is smutty, but I haven't decided yet lol.

Pairing(s): Drew McIntyre/Fem. Reader

Summary: Vamp!Fem. Reader sneaks into Farmer and Vamp! Drew's Nashville property after she's cast out by her clan and by the powers of fate, she finally finds her place in the world.

Tags/TWs: budding romance, farmer!Drew, vampires, animal death but nothing graphic, I promise.

Word Count: 1268 (Apologies for any typos I might have missed.)

Blood.

Sweet, tangy crimson liquid that I let sit on my tongue before it went sliding down my throat like a river of the softest silk…

Sneaking into someone’s barn at night and feeding off their chickens for the past week wasn’t exactly in my plans. But then again, neither was the fact that my clan abandoned me and basically left me for dead because I refused to hunt down innocent and unsuspecting humans purely for sport. Getting myself right again after being turned wasn’t easy. It was… excrutiating to say the least… but I had done it. But now I had pretty much nowhere to go. No place in this world.

Why it felt better to feast on these poor, innocent chickens, I couldn’t tell you. Maybe because I was now a creature- an animal myself. It felt like we were on equal footing, I guess…

Anyway, I was really surprised at how long I was able to sneak into the expansive property without being caught. Though, truth be told- I didn’t continue coming back just for the free food and for the chance to rest… Nah, the main reason I stuck around was Scottish, blue-eyed, 6’5, and ridiculously adorable. I watched the man speak quietly to every single chicken, horse, and cow in the property, taking his time with each animal. And as neighing, clucking, and mooing sounds filled the expansive land I swore they all spoke right back at him, thanking him for the love and care he showed them.

I did feel like a massive creep for just watching him for weeks but I couldn’t quite bring myself to come out of hiding…

“Alright… ladies, gentlemen… time for bed- no, Cherry. Time for bed, love.” I heard the man say to one of the neighing horses from my hiding spot. I was crouched inside of an open gap underneath the chicken coop. This was my spot for weeks now... Apparently the mare wasn’t ready to go to bed. Cherry had a personality of her own, I had noticed in the few weeks I’d been squatting here… I let out an involuntary giggle as I listened to the amusing interaction and then I clamped a hand over my lips, hoping that the man would chalk off the sound of my laughter to his ears playing tricks on him. But no such luck.

“Something funny?” I heard the man say and when I looked out towards the open space infront of me, I was met with his gorgeous features and impressive stature from upclose as he crouched down into the gap… it took maybe a millisecond before I began letting out a series of nervous rambles and apologies that he cut off quickly just by holding up a large hand toward me.

“I’m not mad that you’re here. I’m… I’m a vampire just like I suspect you are, considering. Plus I’d never turn away someone who needs help…” He said as he assessed me from head to toe until his lips quirked up into a soft smirk and his blue eyes lit up in mild amusement. “I do need you to stop killing my chickens though, love. I kinda need them.” He chuckled and the soft sound mingling with his thick and gravelly Scottish accent sent pleasant flutters right to my heart.

“My name’s Drew.” He said and I introduced myself as well, blushing as I took his outstretched hand. His touch was as warm as his features and his hand practically dwarfed my own, making me blush harder.

But his next words shocked me out of my sudden shyness. He graciously offered the spare room in his home, saying that of course he had known I had been hiding in his property for weeks now. Adding to the fact that he’s a vampire himself, he had found me, sleeping soundly in my hiding spot days ago. He just hadn’t wanted to scare me off.

It took a bit of coaxing on Drew’s behalf to finally make me accept his offer. My experiences with my “clan” left me a bit wary of everyone and their intentions. But I couldn’t deny that I somehow trusted this man, despite not really knowing him. I had no idea why, but I.. I was tired of running. As Drew metaphorically opened his arms out to me, I let myself sink into them. I let myself accept every bit of warmth and kindness he let me have.

“What the hell’s a Scotsman doing in Nashville anyway?” I asked one evening while we were picking some crisp apples for an apple pie I wanted to make for us for dessert. “A massive move, uh?”

Drew shrugged and I took time out of my apple-picking to look at his handsome features. I had been living in his property for about two weeks and things were good. Better than good, even. In the last couple weeks, Drew and I grew closer at an almost alarming rate.

There was this gravitational pull between us that at first, neither of us dared mention. But I could tell he felt it too. I felt it in certain looks or light touches that lingered a bit too long to be platonic. In the way we cared for each other and how we took up any given moment to spend time together.

But it was a feeling that was becoming extremely difficult to ignore… and to be honest, Drew wasn’t exactly subtle. He’d often broach the topic of… of soulmates. Fated mates. And it left me wondering if somehow, someway that’s what this intense feeling was. Just the mere thought of any harm coming to him made me curl my lips in feral anger.

I watched him for a moment longer. I watched the muscles of his abdomen flex with the strain of carrying a basket overflowing with bright red apples, until he finally answered my question.

“I don’t stay here permanently… I need the isolation sometimes. I have some friends elsewhere but when things get too loud, I can just come back here and actually hear myself think. And when that gets to be too much,” He chuckled. “I go back to Tampa… Here it feels more like home, though.” Drew explained.

“I can understand needing the quiet sometimes.” I nodded. “And to be alone. Though these days, the company isn’t so terrible.” I quipped, unable to help myself. I let out a soft embarrassed giggle at the way Drew side eyed me in response. I suddenly was too shy to meet his eyes until I heard the basket he was holding plop down onto the grass and he reached out, gently holding my wrist.

“If the company’s not terrible… then maybe you should stay here. Permanently.” Drew murmured, smiling as he looked down at our hands when I instinctively moved to lace our fingers together. His blue eyes shone in a serene expression and once again my entire body was attacked with fluttering sparks of delight at the sight.

And… love. I didn’t care to deny it anymore. Despite it only being a few weeks since we started this song and dance, I knew where we stood.

I stayed silent for a moment and I watched Drew’s eyes flitter back to mine. His face fell, mistaking my lack of response for a resounding “no.” But he had another coming to him.

Climbing up onto my tippy toes, I hooked my arms around his neck, making him lean down so I could finally, finally press my lips to his.

And that was all the answer he needed…

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kyufessions · 1 year

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gaming

synopsis: your boyfriend wants your attention

pairings: boyfriend! jooyeon x gamer! afab reader

genre: smut, 18+

word count: 1.3k

request: 2 + 11 ; “you want to fuck me so bad it makes you look stupid” + “get on your hands and knees, right now”

warnings: oral (f. receiving), hair pulling, lmk if i missed anything!

general taglist: @jwnghyuns @eaudenana @soobin-chois @jungsusvillain

a/n: my first request ahh i’m so excited! i hope the anon who requested this likes it! i hope to get more requests soon (o^^o)

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on your days off of work, you did your schooling. on your days off of school, you worked. having both off on the same day was merely impossible, but by the grace of God you were blessed with that today. you always were ahead in your school work so you had a completely free day, which made jooyeon overjoyed. only problem was you were also a gamer who hadn’t played a single game in over two weeks due to your busy schedule. sure, you wanted to spend time with your boyfriend as well but you wanted to play with your online friends and improve your skills as well for a few hours.

jooyeon understood this, giving you your space for the next two and a half hours until you went on your date later that evening. but after finishing the book he was reading, the reruns of his favorite show weren't keeping him as occupied as he had hoped. as he sat up against the headboard staring at the television, his eyes kept wandering over to you sitting at your desk chair. your hair was slightly messy as you wore nothing but an oversized band tee of his and lacey underwear he had never seen you wear before. the concentration on your face brought butterflies to his stomach, his love for you overflowing as you did nothing but focus on your video game. but he also couldn’t help the sexual desires growing within him as you bit down on your lower lip in concentration, your occasional groans of irritation causing him to shift in his position on the bed until he had had enough.

moving from his place on the bed, he sits in the unoccupied chair next to you and makes it obvious he’s admiring you upclose. head in his hand as he ogles you, your heart starts racing as you feel his stare. losing a game match, you let out a groan of frustration as you set down your headset on the desk. as you turn your head to meet the eyes of jooyeon, you notice the face he’s making along with his eyes.

you can’t help but giggle, bringing your hand to his cheek and rubbing against the apple of it. “you’re so cute, baby.” he raises a brow, placing a small kiss on your hand. upon seeing his confusion, you decide to elaborate. “you want to fuck me so bad it makes you look stupid.”

as his cheeks rise in heat from embarrassment, you giggle at his widening eyes. did he think he was hiding it well? “i-i’m sorry, 자기야. you just look really good and i miss how you taste.” your boyfriend sits up fully, taking your hand in his before smashing his lips onto yours hungrily. without hesitation, he nibbles on your bottom lip as his hand swivels your desk chair around so you’re fully facing him. you feel his hands roam your body, one hand sliding under your shirt to fondle your breast as the other plays with the lace of your underwear.

moaning against his lips at the feeling of your boyfriend missing you, you pull away and grin at the string of saliva that breaks as you detach from his kiss. “get on your hands and knees, right now.” jooyeon nods eagerly, hopping off his chair and doing as instructed. he watches you slide off your underwear and toss it to the side but not before noticing the small darkened spot on them.

when he looks back up to meet your gaze, he notices you start putting on your headset and cocks his head to the side in confusion. you notice this, bringing your hand to his face as you place a kiss to his forehead. “i’m going to play as you eat me out. once i cum, i’ll stop the game and we can wash up and go on our date, deal?” nodding in agreement, he starts to move under the desk and brings his hands to your thighs. you shake your head, taking his hands and setting them on the floor. “i said hands and knees on the floor, baby. keep them there.”

before he knew it, you started another game and he started getting to work. not being able to use his hands was going to be a struggle, but whatever his partner wanted his partner got. placing a few sloppy kisses to your thighs, he stares at your glistening folds for a few seconds before fully going in. gasping as you feel his tongue get to work between your folds, you fight every urge within you to not run your fingers through his long hair and ignore the game. but you were in a team match and didn’t want to let your teammates down, but oh Lord did having jooyeon’s head between your legs make your mind go fuzzy.

jooyeon moves from your folds to your empty hole, moving his tongue in and out of it as a replacement for the fingers he can’t use. hearing you let out a gasp at his actions gave him an ego boost, and the moan following shortly after with a whimpered ‘fuck’ just gave him all the confidence he needed to take it a step further. pulling out of your hole, he moves his lips to your sensitive clit.

as soon as your boyfriend starts sucking on your nub, you shut your eyes with a string of ‘oh my gosh’’s stumbling out of your mouth. “oh my gosh, right there baby.” you quickly look down at jooyeon, his eyes meeting yours as you feel his tongue start flicking at your sensitivity. at this point, the game doesn’t matter to you. nothing does but this moment and the feeling you were being provided with by your lover. you throw off your headphones, dropping them to the floor as you start grinding against his face with your hand in his hair guiding him. “yes, right there. you treat me so good.”

the pattern of your breathing was becoming irregular and moans higher in pitch, signaling you were coming close to your release. as you tug on his hair harder, he sticks his tongue in your hole one last time before moving back to your clot and sucking eagerly. before he knew it, your moans were bouncing off the wall and his face was being covered in your juice. jooyeon wasted no time licking you clean, savoring your taste as he smiled against your folds from finally being able to hear your sweet sounds again.

once your breathing starts to regulate and your grip on his hair loosens, jooyeon pulls away and gets out from under the desk. as your body relaxes in the chair after having a mindblowing orgasm for the first time in a long while, you hear jooyeon get up from the floor and sit back in the chair next to you. fluttering your eyes open, you notice how wet the lower half of his face is and giggle. pulling open a desk drawer, you pull out a small pack of tissues and start wiping away all of your release on his face.

“sorry about that, you just really know how to use your mouth.” you say before pecking his lips.

he pecks your lips back, his big smile seeming permanent on his face. “it’s okay, i like when you use me how you want.” his eyes trail from yours to the floor, noticing the newly broken headset and picking it up. “i’ll buy you a new headset at the mall today since this one broke.”

you pout, taking the headset from his hands and inspecting it. “are you sure? i would feel bad.”

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caterkinnie · 2 years

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Vil, idia and jamil with an s/o who likes to draw ship art of him and themself a lot?

How do they react to ship art of you and him...? (Vil, Idia, Jamil)

summary: oh yes, let's be realistic, you're into fandoms, a lot. And you're pretty good at drawing too! Which means... You could draw yourself and your boyfriend doing cheesy couple things!

genre: fluff, romantic

warnings: not proofread. im sleepy

Vil is aware that some of his fans… write and draw things about him.

He knows about fanfiction, and while it isn't as common as self-ship art of him — he has seen it before.

He's pretty neutral about it, as long as it doesn't go too far it's fine by him!

Vil knew you liked to draw, sometimes he liked to stare at you wondering what you were drawing. Admiring your beauty as you moved your pencil along the paper, but you always seemed to shy away whenever he tried to take a look at your drawings.

One day, you were showing him a little doodle that you were proud of. Vil picked your sketchbook to see it upclose — and to also take his chance to finally see what you hid in those pages.

And when he saw… well you've never seen him smirk so brightly. Oh, stop feeding his already big ego please, how is it possible that someone with SO MUCH pride like him could get even worse? Well, you somehow did it!

'Oh, my~ Why would you try to hide this from me, darling? I don't think someone has ever drawn me the way you do. Hm..? Why would I not like it? Your art is beautiful, just like you.'

Oh… Self-shipping… Idia's guilty pleasure….

He acts like Oh No That's Cringe but deep down he's a shameless self-shipper. There's nothing he wanted more than his favorite character to tuck him in bed and give him a kiss on the forehead.

And actually… He felt like that for you for a long time– No, he does still feel that way!

He has a bit of experience drawing, so Idia actually drew a picture of you and him holding hands. But he blushed so hard he impulsively burnt it.

One day, after a long day of gaming, you were sleeping on his bed and he decided to stay up a bit more to get some levels. — it was late, almost 2 am. And Idia finally decided to join you for sleep.

But your sketchbook was laying on the table, earlier you showed him a doodle of one of your favorite characters and forgot to pick it.

It took everything from Idia to not open it and see what you hid in there, and even then it wasn't enough.

With the lights of the computer that slightly illuminated his room, he decided to take a peek through the pages.

At first it was just normal drawings and fanart, nothing weird — until he saw a drawing of him, which made him even more curious. He kept going until he saw a drawing of him kissing your cheek and Idia almost dropped your sketchbook.

He put it in your backpack and sat on his bed, muttering about something — Idia almost didn't notice when you woke up and called his name in a worried tone.

Idia was so incredibly happy and it made his heart almost combust but– gosh he will never tell you about it.

'Oh god how is my partner so good at drawing and why is it so cute why do I look so good in here does s/o think I look like this IRL ahhh I want to see it again but i shouldn't–'

Jamil, unlike the other two, does NOT understand fandom culture at all.

He has seen Idia once or twice muttering about idols or manga but he personally does not understand the obsession behind it. I can see him being the kind of guy to enjoy reading as a solitary hobby, but that's it.

That means, he doesn't know about shipping.

But Jamil knows you DO know about this stuff, and he'll let you info-dump about whatever you want.

He has seen you making fanart once or twice, and he really does love looking at your drawings!

But, every time he asks if he can see your whole sketchbook, you say no — and he doesn't understand why.

He lets you be… At first, since he likes his privacy a lot. But… Jamil can't help but feel a tiiiny bit curious.

His master plan to see what you hide is that whenever you show him some of your art, he'll ask you to search for another drawing you made before. In hopes that whatever you're hiding will appear "accidentally".

And wow… he wished he could tease you about it but… it's such a cute drawing of you hugging him and you both are smiling and the drawing is so good–

Oh gosh his ears are burning, and why are his cheeks so warm?

He doesn't know what to say, you broke him.

'A–Ah… No! I do… I do like it a lot– It's just… You should… If you want… I'd like to see more of this, if you'd like to show me. You're… really good at drawing.

Reblogs are appreciated!

#twisted wonderland x reader #twst x reader #twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland imagines #twst #disney twst #twst headcanons #vil schoenheit #vil schoenheit x reader #idia shroud #idia shroud x reader #jamil viper #jamil viper x reader

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shelltasticday · 2 years

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Hello~

I was hoping you could write the boys with a gn s/o that is a firebender/can control fire??

In headcanon form pls!!

Hello, dear anon. Ofc, sorry if it's a bit short, hope you like it

The guys with a firebender s/o

▉ ▉ Raphael ▉ ▉ ● Raph is very impressed with your ability

● "So you have mystic powers too?" Wow

● Probably asks you to train with him, he gotta see upclose how it works in combat, and he's always up for a challenge!

● If you can control the color of the flame (with heat or as an additional ability) and whatnot, he'd secretly enjoy and be proud that you make your flames redder because/for him. You got to admit that red is a great colour!

● If you don't have a catch phrase, he probably insists that 1) Yes, of course it's important and necessary 2) He's more than happy to help you come up with it

● But of course it's gotta do with fire

● Maybe "Get burned!" or "Feel the heat!" ? Eh, it's a work in progress

▲▲ Leonardo ▲▲ ● Probably the most mesmerized by it, he is so curious too

● "Can you cover your whole arm? How come it doesn't burn your clothes? Do you feel hot when you do it or?-"

● You'd think Donnie would be the one with the most questions but Leo, I think, would go on and on with it… Hopefully you're not overwhelmed

● You have fun trying to see if your fire can go through his portals, with and without you, it's great if you plan on using it in a fight later on

● And of course that Leo makes the most out of the situation… by making the most puns about fire he can when you're around

● "Wow, babe, you're so hot, I think you're on fire" "Leo…" "Okay, okay, no need for the burning gaze, you can just tell me that my comedy just doesn't ignite anything for you" "…"

● Also, you can bet that he'd ask you to use it for mundane, dumb things. Like heating up coffee or for him to warmth up his hands, as long as it doesn't get on your nerves, it's all good

▌▌Donatello ▌▌ ● Like Leo, he has a lot of questions, but from a more sciency angle, he wants to know more about how it works exactly

● "Do you activate it at will? Can it happen without thinking? Is it a chemical reaction that you ignite somehow?"

● Truth is… you don't have all the answers. But, you allow him to try and figure it out… if he can, that is

● He is more than happy to provide you with tech to enhance your powers, or just tech that is helpful for you, perhaps more on the defensive side.

● And he adds an extinguisher feature… just in case. You never know

● If your powers can come up without intent, and they happen to give you a hard time sometimes, he also would come up with something to prevent that or contain it better. Let's say that it can be a really useful gift when in public

⬤⬤ Mikey ⬤⬤ ● Fire twins!!

● He finds it very very cool, specially because you share the element

● Can you imagine how good you are as a fighting duo? Oh mi gosh…

● What if he was able to make some fire, and basically pass it to you like a basketball for you to take and bash a baddie with? It must be really fun, you two would look flowy and dynamic!

● I like to think that Mikey is into every kind of art, so writing is one, of course

● He'd write poetry after being inspired by seeing you using your fire, how graceful it can look, like a dance. He likes to watch you and focus on the way the flames move alongside you and the streaks of light they make in darker spaces

● Also makes you both matching fire themed jackets or accessories to wear together. Maybe he adds a flame sticker on his plastron to represent you too

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skishie · 2 days

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omga i love your airphone gijinkas

anyways i uave no idea if youve already said this somewhere ,my memory sucks ,but how do you reckon airy and mephone met. what is ur perosnal headcanon. grabby hands i must know (i love airphon

UUWAAAA THANK YOU !!! im really glad you do... looks up at you so politely and with a big smile.. i want to draw them again but better and more like a ref so hopefully soon! :D aaaatehee heeee i have not spoken about it publicly so im more than open to go into it now... cracks my knuckles(its actually not that intense but i jsut have a lot of thoughts)

OKAY, so personally i like to think about it starting after airy dies the second time(the end of ONE). its nice for him to still have gone through everything hes done and experienced because its what makes him him. he needs to be the airy we know and love. this also allows for bonding and growth and other such things. anyways, he uses the radio and ends up in the world of inanimate insanity! this would also take place after season 3 has wrapped up, either before or after the library is built. this means he can meet mephone and they can start bonding over being hosts of game shows but as airy talks mephone starts to understand "wow he just like me, but i got better, and now i want to help him" so mephone feels this need to help airy out with the same growth that mephone jsut went through. but also anyone whos been through the isolation that airy has been through along with dying who knows how many times. mephone just wants to help him and help his mental state and get him resocialized and to a point where he understands why he should be a bit more thoughtful or so on and whatever. airy would still be his old self but a bit more caring/understanding to a degree. i think hes just got some mental problems going on and hes just kind of an odd guy. mephone lets him hang around and either they could MAYBE? co host together, but at first hes just watching mephone do a show first before anything like that. which he watches from afar. hes not so used to being upclose or even being around people anymore so he likes to watch from a distance. as time goes on yada yada mephone would develop feelings first, and airy would much later. mephone would develop feelings while helping airy and such, airy takes a lot longer because he is readjusting and just, getting some basic social skills back. i like them in part because i just see mephone having gone through the growth he went through because he was similar to airy, and then meeting airy after this and realizing "wow i should help him too because this is just how i was and id hate to see someone else suffer the way i did" kind of thing and blah blah idk sorry i yapped and i hope any of this makes sense/is readable period. i ramble a lot and my thoughts kind of get lost oops. im not great with words or wording things well. not everything is thought out but those are my thoughts :] ps: airy still has the cracked head because thats just how i personally like to see him and draw him. i also think that if he died and came back that after all hes done, thats more akin to who he is now. hes a broken individual who needs help/fixing. if that makes sense(also a bit of self projecting) pps: my boyfriend wanted to add his two cents for what he knows of mephone as well(hes not finished season 3 yet) and yknow,,, hes right i think its a mix of what i said and mix of what he said... which is: "wow he just like me for real, not anymore though, also this guy's committed some major fucked up stuff and that's just not right, if i fix this guy maybe it'll look really good for me"

#airphone #ask #emmkittycat #sorry i went off omg ive just had most things pent up inside of me #ive talked somewhat in private to friends but no ones as crazy as i am yet #please feel free to ask me more things or send requests for them or literally anything #dm/pm me idk im hungry for more content and talking about them in general i need the juices i NEED AIRPHONE #ii mephone4 #hjfone airy #i fucking hate this site... trying to get a read more tab thing to work is HELL OMG

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pink-tonic · 1 month

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Who Needed You Anyway?🔪

All Chapters

Warnings: None

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Bold = Ayato

Blue text = Taro

I wake up to the sun's bright light on my face. I turn away from my window to avoid the light. I look around my room until my eyes land on my clock. It's early in the morning, and I need to get ready.

It's already Thursday.

I actually need to go to school this time. I skipped out twice already, and I can't do it again. Plus, I have plans with Aso after school.

I go to grab my phone, and when I turn it on, I'm met with my wallpaper of Taeko. I frown at the wallpaper.

When I look at her I feel so...dissatisfied. I don't feel happiness, I don't feel love, I don't feel anything positive. Just a few days ago, I was so attracted to her. She was everything to me. But now I don't even want to see her.

It's not hatred. No, it's not that at all. I just don't care for her anymore.

I would turn off my phone, but a text message from Taro catches my attention.

We need to talk.

This isn't one of his usual text messages, this one seems more serious. And I can't help but feel a bit of fear. I've never felt this way before. I'm actually scared for once...

I don't like this feeling.

'What?' Is what I respond with, hoping that it's nothing too serious.

I don't think we should be friends anymore.

I'm a bit surprised by how fast he responds, given that he sent it late last night.

Why?

It's because I feel that you're not making an effort to keep this friendship going.

Okay.

I hope you understand.

I leave the messaging app and close my phone. I let out a sigh in frustration.

I really did mess up.

But who really needs him? It's not like Taro did anything good for me. I only had him around because (Y/n) drifted away from me. (Y/n) was a better friend anyway. Taro was so boring. Always having his head buried in a book, not even caring to start a conversation with me.

He was useless anyway.

I take my blankets off of me, and I get out of bed. My feet met the cold, hard wood flooring, but I get up and make my way over to my corkboard. The corkboard is filled with pictures of Taeko. Clear shots, blurry shots, upclose, and far away pictures. It's filled with every picture I've taken of her. Red strings are scattered around the board, and a few of them even take the shape of hearts.

After work would end, I would come home and look at this and admire it. Taking in her features and all my hard work, but now I only see it as a waste of energy.

With anger, I snatch one of the pictures off the corkboard. It ends up ripping, and the pin holding it in place falls to the ground.

I continue to rip the pictures off the corkboard and the red strings, too. When I'm done, my bedroom floor is covered with pieces from the photographs, pins, and red string.

I walk away from the corkboard and leave the room.

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For the rest of the day, I avoid both of the Yamada siblings. I don't want to see either of them. I try my best to make it through the day, so I can go to the club.

Luckily, Taro made it easy for me and switched his seat in the classes I have with him. He would usually sit next to me, but he switched his seat, so he sits somewhere else now.

At least he did something right for once.

Finally, the last bell rings and I can now go to my club.

I make my way outside and head straight to the changing room. I go inside and head to my locker. I change into my gym uniform, but as I'm taking off my shirt, I hear someone.

"Hey, Ayato!" Aso greets me. He walks over to his locker and starts to change, too.

"Hey," I greet him back. I put my uniform in my locker and close it.

"You still remember our plans, right?" He asks me as he takes off his clothes and reaches into his locker to get out his gym uniform.

"Yes, I do."

"Cool! I'll see you after we're done."

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"Alright, Ayato!" Aso yells out, running over to me and wrapping an arm over my shoulders. The force almost trips me over, but I'm able to balance myself.

"Where should we go? I didn't actually think I would make it this far," he admits to me with a nervous laugh, "I thought you would turn my invitation down right away."

I ignore his statement and question further where we are going.

"Oh! Right, right. Let me think...," Aso starts to think, but it looks like he has no idea where to go, "Hmmm... honestly it beats me. Let's see where our legs take us." He shrugs after his statement and takes the lead.

We walk out of the school, and we start to make our way into the town. I'm hoping he isn't planning on going into a store since there isn't anything new.

I keep following Aso, and we go over to the railing that's overlooking the sea. It's starting to get dark, and the stars and moon are starting to take their place in the sky. He leans over the railing and looks over it.

"Woah, I forgot how close we are to the sea. I kind of want to swim," he comments as he watches the different boats moving along the blue ocean.

I notice Aso looks over to a pair of binoculars that are placed facing out towards the ocean. I can see an idea go through his head as he approaches it.

"Look at this, Ayato!" He exclames as he points at the binoculars, "Do you want to look into it?"

I give him a nod, and he starts to smile.

"It only costs 300 yen," he states. I then see him rummage through his uniform pockets, and he pulls out a few coins. "I'll go first."

He slides the coins into the slot of the machine, and he is now able to use it. Aso is too tall, so he has to lower himself down a little.

This isn't very interesting, but Aso seems to be really interested by what he sees. He lets out a few 'Wow's and 'Woah's.

His time eventually runs out, and he backs away and stands up straight.

"You should try it, Ayato!" He encourages me.

I give in and rummage through pockets for any coins. I eventually do find some, and I walk over to the machine. I insert the coins in, and I lower myself to see through it.

At first, it's not very interesting since I get a zoomed in version of what I regularly see, so I'm just seeing a lot of the ocean and fewer boats. I move the binoculars around, and I eventually do find something that piques my interest.

It's to the far right, and I see a boat. The boat isn't anything out of the ordinary, but there is a person standing on the deck of the ship. They are holding a pair of binoculars and looking over towards the direction of the town.

It seems to be a boy around my age. It looks like he has silver hair, pale skin, and is wearing a fancy blue and black suit. While I'm looking, I see him put down the binoculars, and I can see his eyes for a brief moment, but he is quick to look through the binoculars again.

Eventually, my time runs out, so I back away from the binoculars and make my way over to Aso, who is once again admiring the ocean.

Aso notices me and looks over to me. "Did you find anything interesting?" He asks me.

"Not really," I lie to him. I'm currently not in the mood to explain what I saw.

He lets out a light hum and backs away from the railing. "What do you want to do now?" He asks me.

"I'm not sure," I want to call off the hangout and go home, but I know I can't do that. Aso is all I have now when it comes to friends, so I can't ditch him. Even if I really do want to.

"Can we go down by the beach?" He asks, and when he is asking, I can see hope and joy in his eyes. Hoping that I would agree.

I nod my head, and I start to take the lead. Aso follows me eagerly like a puppy.

It doesn't take long for us to make it to the beach. I see Aso starts to sprint to the water, as he runs, he discards his bag. But he doesn't even take his shoes or his clothes off. He goes in without a second thought.

He dives into the water, and he yells out how cold it is. I ignore him and look around the beach.

It's empty.

No one is here, which isn't surprising since it's nighttime. Who in their right mind would go to the beach at night?

Oh, wait…

I look back at Aso, and I see him splashing around in the water. He eventually walks out of the water and approaches me.

"It's so cold!" He whines out while taking off his shoes and throwing them on the sand.

Aso looks at me and asks, "You don't want to join?"

I shake my head and respond, "I'm not a good swimmer."

I've only swam a few times when I was younger, but I wasn't very good at it. I would usually stay in shallow water, and I wouldn't dare to go deeper.

"Really? That gives me another idea!" He exclames as he takes off his shirt and pants, "How about we hang out tomorrow after school and swim together in the pool?"

I guess that wouldn't be too bad, but I have work tomorrow. Maybe I can call in and make an excuse? I've done extra shifts this week, so I don't think I would get in trouble.

I decide to agree with Aso's plans. He smiles at me, and then turns away to rummage through his bag, and he ends up pulling out a pair of swimming trunks.

He rashes to put them on, and he rushes back into the cold water.

I decide to take a seat on the sand and look out towards the ocean.

Maybe...this is the change I need. Right?

#fanfic #yandere #yandere simulator #yansim #male reader #reader insert #x reader

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