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TOUR DIARY: AN EVENING WITH LAUREN JAUREGUI

The singer spoke with V exclusively about her pre-show rituals, taking control over her music, and latest release, "Trust Issues" March 31, 2023

TEXT: KALA HERH

Sitting backstage at a historic amphitheater in Mexico, Lauren Jauregui beams with excitement. As soothing meditation music softly plays in the background, the musician puts the final touches on her makeup. This is Lauren’s sacred space, and there’s nothing but high vibrations and good vibes. Tonight marks the last show of her Latin American tour, “Una Noche Con Lauren Jauregui,” which saw the artist visit Brazil and Chile before arriving in Mexico City. And while there’s been plenty of peaks in Lauren’s career thus far–there's been nothing quite like this, which celebrated her first solo EP, “Prelude.”

“I kind of treat each one of these concerts like a meditation, like a mass meditation,” Lauren says on zoom, a week after her tour wrapped. “There's so much energy in the room, and it's an opportunity to channel all that energy toward positive things.”

Throughout the night, she zigzagged between high-octane hits from her discography, lavishing in the crowd’s energy and, in turn, giving it back to them. She opened the show with “Slow” and moved on to more electric hits like “While I’m Alive” and “50 FT,” which were sung by all the attendees. After her hit “Colors,” the stage went dark, revving up the crowd’s anticipation. When the lights came back on, she performed “Expectations” and ended the night with the showstopper, “Piña.” And just before Lauren left the stage for the night, red roses descended upon her from the crowd, showering Lauren with love.

“It’s so special to be able to write music that really resonates with my soul and spirit and then be able to go into rooms with thousands of people who are singing those songs back to me,” Lauren gushes. “That is such a special thing to me, such a special energy exchange.”

Today, the artist continues on her path of producing new music, releasing “Trust Issues.” The personal ballad retells the story of Lauren’s emotional journey–trying to navigate new love while working through old heartbreak. It’s an incredibly raw and intimate look into the musician’s psyche, an experience many can relate to. The accompanying music video, directed by Farah Idress, sees Lauren coming off a performance and immediately in the studio recording. For someone who we’re used to seeing on the stage in maximalist jumpsuits, it strikes an especially sensitive note. Here, Lauren is stripped down to just her vocals.

“I wrote 'Trust Issues' actually after a breakup–kind of at the same time I wrote, ‘Always Love,’” Lauren shares. “I went to Bali, and I worked with a few different songwriters and producers. The song is pretty straightforward. It's about having trust issues and how we all have trust issues. But also how you can feel reserved but also want to explore more romantic connections when you’re unhealed and have that conversation with a potential lover.”

A week before the musician dropped her latest track, she sat down with V to talk about its inspiration, creative process, and of course, touring. For more on Lauren, read below.

V MAGAZINE: Congrats on a beautiful tour! From what I saw on social media, it looked like so much fun!

LAUREN JAUREGUI: Thank you! It was a lot of fun.

V: Do you have a favorite memory from the tour?

LJ: The whole thing was so magical. I went to seven different countries, and each night was special in its own right. So it's hard for me to pick a favorite. But I will say one of the shows that I really loved was my show in Peru. Peru wasn't originally on the list of places I was supposed to tour, but I loved it because it was in an amphitheater, and it ended up being one of the largest venues that I got to perform at. That night there was also a full moon, and I was wearing red. I was able to connect with the music and fans that night really intimately.

V: That sounds like a magical experience. I also wanted to ask you about your tour outfits. What makes a good outfit? And how do you select them?

LJ: It just depends on how I'm feeling. My stylist Raz Martinez helped me curate my tour looks, and we picked from a few different designers that I really love and really connect with. And I had a different color for every night of the tour.

V: They looked incredible. Do you have any specific pre-show rituals to help you get ready for a show?

LJ: I'm pretty lowkey, actually. I do my meet and greet, and then after, I take some time to decompress and listen to some music.

V: Any artists in particular?

LJ: I listen to either some R&B or meditation music.

V: Yeah, help you get into the mindset.

LJ: Those help me a lot. They help calm me and relax the system. And then, I pray with my team. I think prayer is what I tap into the most. Right before I go on, I grab hands with the dancers that are around me and just thank God for the opportunity to be able to do what I love to do.

V: I love that. And how would you describe a typical concert of yours?

LJ: Well, there's a lot of singing going on. The crowds are usually so invested and present. It's so beautiful. And I think it’s a lot of empowerment and connection too. I treat each one of these concerts like a meditation, like a mass meditation. There's so much energy in the room, and it's an opportunity to channel all that energy toward positive things.

V: I can imagine it’s a very high vibrational space.

LJ: Yeah, we need as much light in this world as we can get at this point.

V: Totally. And as an artist and musician, what do you like most about performing?

LJ: I've always loved being able to embody the songs that I've written. When I was younger, I used to choreograph dances and put performances on just getting to do that is so surreal. I had a moment on the plane to the first show in Argentina where I cried because I was like, "Wow, my little me is living her dream across the world.” It’s so special to be able to write music that really resonates with my soul and spirit and then be able to go into rooms with thousands of people who are singing those songs back to me. That is such a special thing to me, such a special energy exchange.

V: I’m sure it is. And as you’re about to drop “Trust Issues” next week, how did this release come about?

LJ: I wrote “Trust Issues” actually after a breakup–kind of at the same time I wrote, “Always Love.” I went to Bali, and I worked with a few different songwriters and producers. The song is pretty straightforward. It's about having trust issues and how we all have trust issues. But also how you can feel reserved but want to explore more romantic connections when you’re unhealed and have that conversation with a potential lover.

V: Yeah, I feel like it’s something many people can relate to. So personally, how do you go about overcoming those obstacles?

LJ: I'm a pretty open person, and I really love until I'm given a reason not to love-type person. I've learned over time to protect myself a lot more. I’ve learned to keep pieces that are more vulnerable to myself until someone proves that they're worthy of trust. Also, I feel like sometimes people deserve second chances depending on the infraction against your energy. Sometimes people don't, and then there's a distance that's created and safe space that's created. But I feel like most people are really just learning how to love and learning how to love themselves authentically and learning how to love others authentically. We all kind of come from a lot of–the world that we live in is filled with capitalism, white supremacy, all of these different structures that really play a deep ingrained role. I have a lot of grace because a lot of people are healing and on their journey of healing.

V: I feel like that's a healthy point of view–to give people grace while still protecting your own energy. I hope a lot of people also resonate with that sentiment.

LJ: A lot of people give people like a million chances, expecting people to change but blaming themselves for the reason why someone won't change. And being like, "Oh, if I love harder, if I do this more–if I give more, then this person will learn to love me." And sometimes, when people break your trust, you must honor yourself too. You have to give yourself grace and be like, "You know what? This person doesn't resonate with who I want to be, and that's okay. It’s also not my fault."

V: So true.

LJ: I feel like people test their trust boundaries often because they think it's their fault, you know?

V: Totally. It’s a tough thing to learn–the sweet spot between protecting yourself and being considerate of others’ journeys. A couple of more questions for you before I let you go. I also watched the music video for “Trust Issues,” can you talk about its creative direction? What made you want to pursue a music video where we see you in the studio?

LJ: Yeah, I wanted it to be very raw and in the process. We go from the live performance of “Always Love” that I last dropped, and we see the stripping back of all the gimmicks–all of the glitz and glamor. You see me in the studio creating, which is a very raw space. And I feel like that's what “Trust Issues” is about–the rawness of being alive and vulnerable with somebody.

#lauren jauregui #interview #postedbymarina

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thebabysittertm · 7 months

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Day Twenty Five: a cold day in late autumn, which is silent and deeply lonely

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤsummoned especially for @v1ctimplagued

ㅤThe clocks had changed and in a small town like this, the streets were quiet as the sun went down earlier than they were all used to just yet. Steve usually enjoyed the quiet chill, the scent of dry leaves and potential threat of a storm looming in the late autumn evening air, but there was something about the night around him as he locked up the coffeeshop that felt heavy. It felt like a warning, something looming closer, and he cursed softly at himself for staying so late. Part of it had been prep for the morning, which he would not be responsible for and therefore wanted to make sure was well-prepared, and another part had been a client that had specifically requested a time after she herself got off of work.

ㅤHis cousin did spellwork out of the big old house they lived in and it was certainly atmospheric enough, but he'd found that the cozy warmth of the cafe was more inviting for a lot of people, especially if they were nervous, so he sometimes did some work there and kept a kit in his little office space for such occasions. The shop itself had its share of stock for the things he used regularly in the tiny spells he employed in his daily work - mostly a little boosted energy, positive outlook, good mood kind of spellwork, nothing big in the grand scheme of anytime, but a little something nice. Some people ordered a bit deeper for addtional help, but fortunately, there was usually more warning than he'd gotten that day.

ㅤThere was the distinct impression that he was getting even less warning about something else as he hesitated outside the locked door. A part of him considered unlocking it and disappearing back inside, but what would that accomplish? His cousin was out of town, the house was empty and it was walking distance, so he only had a few minutes before he'd be on his own property, which would make it very difficult for anything or anyone to make his night a problem. Just a short walk.

ㅤHe pulled out his phone as he pushed himself into motion, dropping Robin and Maria both a text that would probably seem way too vague to most people and maybe even to them, but he knew they'd get it when something just felt off - all he really needed was for someone to know that there was the potential tonight, so that if he didn't get home or they noticed anything weird for themselves (because it didn't have to have anything to do with him, it could have been any kind of impending trouble), they'd be better prepared.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤWeird vibes on the air tonight in town.

ㅤHe'd barely sent it off to both of them, probably a block into his walk towards the edge of town where the old house sat on its perch overlooking the ocean and lives that had spread out before it over the few centuries it had stood, when he heard something. It was small, a little scrape like something against the sidewalk, fabric, something that could have been anything, except that it wasn't. There were five of them, jocks from the looks of them and wasn't that hysterical given who Steve had been back in his parents' town before he'd come out to the island to live with Maria. Back in Hawkins, he doubted these guys would have even thought to catch him on a sidewalk after dark, but then, maybe they would. He was pretty sure the guy in front was his client's boyfriend, the one that she was trying to break up with, so this wasn't going to go well.

ㅤ"Hey, guys, what's up?" he asked, keeping it as casual as he could as he slowed to a stop, relaxing his bag on his shoulder. Unfortunately, there was nothing in it that could be used as a weapon and it wasn't really heavy enough to swing as one - not to mention, he didn't want to smash it all, but if it was looser, he could put it down and they couldn't grab him by it.

ㅤ"Did she come see you?" the boyfriend asked, and Steve struggled on a name, easily feeding that into the confused look he offered up.

ㅤ"Who?"

ㅤ"Don't play stupid, she went to see you for some of your freaky satanic magic, didn't she?" the boyfriend demanded, and Steve's eyes passed over him to the boys around him to catch a smattering of whispered 'witch' from them. It was no surprise, given the reputation his family had apparently always had in town and which he and his cousin were upholding now, but it definitely flavored this interaction in a way that he still wasn't quite accustomed to.

ㅤ"Uh, nope, can't say I know what you're talking about. No Satan here, no 'she', whoever you're looking for. I make coffee, man, and I've been up since like 4am, so I'd like to get home," he said, letting the weariness of a full day at the shop into his voice and expression, like maybe that would help with diffusing the situation and get him out of there faster, but no dice. He tried to step forward, the boyfriend blocked his path, he moved to go around him and was grabbed by one of the others to yank him back.

ㅤHe wasn't sure who threw the first punch because he turned sideways to avoid it and the one that followed, but he swung and caught one kid in the nose, took a fist to his cheekbone that rocked his concentration for a few seconds and then it just got chaotic. He was grossly outnumbered and even with a size advantage on at least two of them, it wasn't going in his favor at all when it stopped so that two of them could yank him up and his client's jackass boyfriend could face him once more for questions that he wasn't going to answer.

ㅤ"What did you give her?"

ㅤ"Eat shit, dickhead."

ㅤOne didn't have to imagine too hard how that went, since there was a harsh impact and a softer grunt from him, but he chuckled a little after and spit blood before eyeing him again. "You're making a mistake, man."

ㅤBoy, even Steve didn't know how right he was.

#v1ctimplagued #v1ctimplagued || .001 practical magic #curses only have power when you believe in them ✇ [v. practical magic]

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taegularities · 1 year

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Ah Rid, you don't have to worry about me truly. I've just been in my feels recently and especially tonight. I hope this little ramble doesn't just pile on bad vibes onto you when you're already feeling down because that's the last thing I want 🥺🥺🥺 But I guess it's better if I don't just let these thoughts fester in my head huh?

It's really not even anything that bad or big, but lately I've just felt quite... lonely irl. Or maybe more like craving deeper human connection? Because I do have people around me that I talk to and hang out with but it doesn't exactly feel enough. And thinking about it more it doesn't even have to be romantic (although that's where my brain went to at first) but just something closer, more intimate and personal.

All of that had me thinking back to the many friendships I've been in in the past years and how the atmosphere in a lot of them was very negative, so that's why I kept changing friend groups a lot. And then I was finally in a place where I had two very close girl friends and everything was so positive and uplifting, it was really nice. We naturally drifted apart and I'm fine with that, I just miss that closeness and positive energy, that connection and feeling of knowing each other so well.

And I was so excited to start uni because I actually love the process of initially getting to know people too, but now I just want something more 😔😔😔

I feel like that's definitely something that I should actively be building up too though so it feels like if it makes me so sad, why aren't I doing something about it yk? That's something I should probably think about more, how to make it happen. I just feel like not only do I want more love to be given to me, but also even more like I have so much love to give and nobody to give it to.

That being said I'm grateful for all of the people in my life. And feeling like this recently has made me appreciate everybody I've met online so so so much more than I already was. Everyone here, including you, Rid, makes me feel so so very happy and loved. It's just not easy when one of my main love languages is physical touch and everyone's all over the world and I can't actually hug you lmao.

I reeeeally wasn't sure if I should ramble to you because as I said, I didn't want to add onto your bad feelings, but I don’t think I can really say this to anyone else without feeling silly and I believe in the benefit of letting your feelings out. So thank you as always for listening, Rid. Please don't feel obligated to reply or anything if you don't have the emotional energy, it just feels good to put these thoughts out there.

I truly believe that we'll all be okay very very soon. I'm sending you the biggest hugs and all of the love in the world 💞💞💞

awh god, bby :((

reading this made me so sad. don't feel bad about it, it just means i care btw! i just hate that so many people have been feeling that way. i honestly get that 100% bc i too have been feeling a lot like this in the past few months.

loneliness sucks. sometimes you want to talk about something, but you don't know with whom. or sometimes, you want to go for lunch or dinner or go see a movie but can't figure out who to ask. i get it... i think there's always a point in life when loneliness strikes hardest, but i think we need to keep in mind that it's not our fault, or at least not always.

like, you said you know you could change it if you just tried, or that you need to push yourself harder. which is good. it's always great to acknowledge what can be done. but, and i always tell that myself too, it's not always easy and that's okay!! don't put yourself down. like, opening up can be fkn hard, especially after this stupid pandemic, so it's genuinely okay if it takes some time, you know? i was excited for uni as well bc i thought i could finally make new friends, but then you enter the room and just... ugh it's hard. ofc we crave intimate relationships of any kind, and yes friendships drift apart, but finding new ones just requires patience i think.

those are all things i tell myself daily. bc otherwise id spiral more lol and yes i'm so so thankful for everyone here, too. i love all my virtual moots and friends and readers and everyone, but it stinks that i can't hug anyone, so yeah ofc we'd want that irl warmth.

it'll happen !! take your time, dive into relationships step by step, doesn't have to happen overnight. there's this jk biased army girl, right? try with her if you'd like, but don't push yourself too hard. be comfortable. and also, never feel bad for venting, bc while i worry, your pain won't add to mine. like, i like to help.. so it's alright, anytime. and yeah, we'll be okay, at least at some point, you're right my love 💕

#love love love u 💕#i was gonna say more but it's almost 3am again jdjshdhs but i wanted to answer !!!#notes for rid 🌹#ivi <3 #it's literally like i wrote this ask #long ask

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cyarskaren52 · 4 months

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vimeo

Considering the tragic events of losing Kobe Bryant, Gigi and seven others in that tragic plane crash its easy to forget that this happened on the same day as the 62nd annual Grammy Awards.

it’s not uncommon for awards shows to learn how to handle such tragedy that will overshadow the award ceremony coverage. What is however how they handle it that matters most.

in my opinion, this award show handled it perfectly. Yes it was entertaining but at the same time seeing all the tributes made it emotional at the same time and it was blended perfectly with one not overshadowing the other

Alicia Keys Seems to Reference Grammys Turmoil in Speech

“We want to be respected and safe,” the host said during the ceremony, in a possible nod to the Recording Academy’s internal chaos and Deborah Dugan’s removal.

The insider turmoil looming over the Grammy Awards was summed up pretty succinctly early in the ceremony on Sunday night.

“Let me be honest with y’all,” Alicia Keys, the ceremony’s host, said in a pre-song spiel from behind the piano. “It’s been a hell of a week. Damn.”

The longer version: A battle within the Recording Academy, the organization behind the awards show, came to a head 10 days before the ceremony when the academy’s new chief executive, Deborah Dugan, was removed from her position.

Dugan, in a complaint to the Equal Employment Opportunity Commission, said the organization retaliated against her for exposing sexual harassment, corruption in the awards’ nominations process and conflicts of interest. The academy in turn said Dugan fostered a toxic work environment.

Dugan’s tenure, as brief as it was — she joined in August — signaled what could have been a step forward for an institution criticized for a gender imbalance and lack of diversity.

For a community of artists anxious for progress, her abrupt exit struck a sour note — a sentiment Keys seemed to echo in her speech.

“It’s a new decade,” she said. “It’s time for newness. And we refuse the negative energy. We refuse the old systems. You feel me on that?”

“We want to be respected and safe in our diversity,” Keys continued. “We want to be shifting to realness and inclusivity. So tonight, we want to celebrate the people, the artists that put themselves on the line and share their truth with us.”

Keys’s performance was a play on the song of the year nominee “Someone You Loved,” by the 23-year-old Scottish singer Lewis Capaldi. The theme of her speech continued with her lyric: “It’s when people do nothing that the bad guys win.”

Dua Lipa, presenting the award for best new artist with Keys, also took a moment to acknowledge gender equality in the music industry. “There are so many stellar female producers, artists, songwriters, engineers,” she said. “And if you’re in the business, and you’re hiring, raise your sights to the amazing, talented women out there, because we all deserve a seat at every table.”

Below is Keys’s full speech.

O.K. We’re back. And here I am in my favorite place, at the piano, where I always go when I need a little energy. You know what I mean? When I need a little, when I need some good vibes, I come here. So let me give us some background music while I’m talking. Because let me be honest with y’all: It’s been a hell of a week. Damn. This is a really, it’s a serious one. Real talk, there’s a lot going on. And can I also have a little more piano in my ears please so I can properly serenade the people? You know, I need to serenade y’all for a minute. But you know what? I’m proud to be standing here, you know? I am. I am. And I’m proud to be here as an artist, for the artists, with the people. And I feel the energy of all the beautiful artists in this room. It’s going to be an amazing night, amazing night. Because it’s a new decade. It’s a new decade. It’s time for newness. And we refuse the negative energy. We refuse the old systems. You feel me on that? We want to be respected and safe in our diversity. We want to be shifting to realness and inclusivity. So tonight, we want to celebrate the people, the artists that put themselves on the line and share their truth with us. And I mean, we got the incredible Billie Eilish right here in this building. That’s great. That’s my little sister right there. We got Lizzo, who just owned the stage. Eight nominations and already a winner tonight. We have the magnificent Ariana right here in the building tonight. You see us? You see us? We’re unstoppable. We get to be who we want to be. We get to be different. We get to be unique. We get to be everything, right now. So I’m looking forward to being here together with all of us, again, celebrating this music. Because I know how much Kobe loved music. I know how much he loved music. So we’ve got to make this a celebration in his honor, you know? He would want us to keep the vibrations high. You know music is that one language we can all speak. It don’t matter where we’re from. We all understand it. So I want to show some love to some of the artists who spoke this language so beautifully with us this year. So I’ve got something for you.

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fuckedurbias · 3 years

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boyfriend!jacob (quarantine edition)

got a lotta requests for this boy after my kevin & juyeon versions so i hope all u jakey stans enjoy!! i accidentally made it a little too long but i guess that's a good thing teehee <3

your country had gone into lockdown recently

and your friend group had been video chatting daily

sometimes even playing games together or watching movies

games like among us, jackbox, cards against humanity, uno online

one among us game, your group needed one more person to play

so one of your friends asked their friend jacob if he wanted to join

and he agreed

so he was added to the group chat

from then on he was a loyal member of your friend group

he messaged every day, always joined the video calls & gaming sessions

he brought such good energy and positive vibes to your group

so of course everyone liked him a lot from the get go

and he quickly found a permanent place in the group

a few weeks pass by

and your group had plans to video call & watch a horror movie together at 8pm

but when you entered the discord call, jacob was the only one there

you enter the voice chat and ask him where everyone else is

“i have no idea, i’m just playing genshin and waiting for everyone”

you waited for quite a while before your friends finally replied to your message

one saying that they actually can’t watch tonight

one friend forgot about it

and everyone just decided to cancel the plans

while you were disappointed, you ended up just staying on call with jacob all night

you really connected

becoming super close from that moment on

calling almost every day

and at the very least dming each other every day

nearly 24/7

you quickly developed a crush

falling for him very hard

you tried so hard to repress it and deny it to yourself

he became your best friend so fast

and you’d hate to ruin what had developed

you were so happy right now and if you lost him by bringing your feelings into it

you would never forgive yourself

one day one of your best friends noticed your chemistry with jacob in the discord call

so they slid you a dm

“yo what’s going on w u n jake? the way u joke w each other n keep giggling, r u dating?”

this made your heart drop, making you stop laughing as you become nauseous

“,,, what” you type back almost instantly, panicking

“i’m just curious, either way he clearly likes u. u should go for it, ur so cute tgt”

this made you gasp loudly in disbelief, making everyone confused

then you just left the call without saying a word

you didn’t know what to do

was it obvious you liked him? what if he found out? what would happen to your friendship? to the group?

you saw a message notif come up in your dms

from jacob

your heart stopped

you scroll through the rest of your messages trying to avoid his

you forget and acidentally click on the message notif, flinching out of anxiety

your heart is racing

“why’d you leave? :(“

how on earth were you going to reply to that

“it was an accident,, i spilt tea on my keyboard :(“

nice save

or so you thought

“hmmm,,” he replies

“why hmmm?” you reply, hoping he doesn’t say what you think he’s gonna say

“ur lying to me >:(“

you groan

why does he have to be so intuitive

“AM NOT” you immediately front

“whatever u say :)” he teases

you angry react it, being too scared to say anything else

“anyways come back to the call now” he says quickly

“hmmm,,, no”

“whattt why? :(“ you can hear his whiny voice saying it

“im tiredddd”

“but :(“ he stops there and then starts typing

you can hear your heart pounding in your ears

it feels like he’s typing for hours before he finally sends it

you stop breathing at what you read

“i,,, miss you”

you don’t know how to feel

you can’t say anything or do anything

after just staring at the message for what must’ve been a minute he starts typing again

your brain screams at you to leave the chat but you can’t

or more.. you don’t want to

he keeps stopping and starting again

making your anxiety spike and your mind run rampant

when he finally sends it, it’s a whole paragraph but you read it all at 10x speed

all you process is the last sentence

“i really like you and if you would allow me to, i’d like to be in a romantic relationship with you - we can take it slow of course”

you didn’t know what to say, part of you is saying no because you’re so afraid to ruin the friendship

but most of you is saying yes

you don’t want to regret this like every other chance you missed in life because of fear

you can’t break his heart

you can’t break your own heart

and forever wonder what could’ve been

so you say yes

and you start having your own movie & gaming dates

eventually after a month of becoming more serious

you finally become official

you finally tell your friends

and all they have to say is ‘finally’

when you come out of lockdown and can finally see jacob and your friends in person

its even better than you could’ve ever imagined

all your worries instantly wash away

he’s everything you ever wanted

and so are you to him

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yaomomvs · 3 years

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SEIJOH MANANGER HEADCANONS

seijoh, aoba johsai x reader | slight oikawa, iwaizumi and kunimi x reader.

a/n: ugh! i just love my seijoh boys so much! and so, i decided to make one more headcanons for them, tysm! hopefully i’ll do inarizaki next or maybe karasuno.

a bit long but i just love them,and i will do a part two mainly focusing on while they do volleyball this is more of random things

other seijoh!manager works: one | two

the volume in this bus is ASTRONOMICAL

you actually never thought of joining a club, specially a sports one.

but you needed it, so while looking at the board of the school’s options you were unsure.

“i just really need something not that complicated, and that helps me helping others” you muttered to yourself

little did you know the coach of the volleyball team was there, this nice man turned to you and offered you a place in the team.

“but please if you are one of oikawa’s fangirls dont-” “who now?” you genuinely asked. seeing that you didn’t had a clue of who he was talking about he immediately handed the application for to you.

it was first day and you were already late, but you managed to enter the gym half way practice.

you guys remember that tanaka and kiyoko scene in s4? well it was the same

“sorry for being late coach!” your voice sounded all over the place since someone was serving and it was pretty quiet.

ALL OF THEM WERE SHOCKED LIKE 🧍🏻‍♀️

the serve even hit yahaba’s face because everyone got distracted by your beauty

“i- did i do something?” “existing omg”

the coach lined up everyone and they greeted you welcoming you to the team.

you were flustered because it was like you never had a lot of guys around you and now you had to take care of all of them and also

aoba johsai’s team had one of the most attractive boys around likeeee

now, a year later, the energy is purely chaotic.

and i mean like

kindaichi and kunimi are lowkey the ones who respect you the most

not only because you, even if it was for only a year, you were their upperclassman but also you had presence

when karasuno came to the practice andy oh catched both of them after talking to kageyama in the bathroom, you pinched their ears and scolded them

“you both do that again and i’m not being compassionate” “SORRY Y/N”

but also lowkey your admirers

kunimi literally only showed strong emotions around you

“i brought you some sweets” he regularly says

“oh you are great! thank you kunimi!”you appreciated this guys little details with you

“so you have a favoritism with our manager huh?”

“y/n permission to hit kindaichi”

“permission conceded”

kindaichi also respected you because you, when he entered seijoh months ago, were one of the ones who made him believe and helped getting over that anger he had with his ex teammates and you even assured that kageyama was the reason he got better, even if he wouldn’t accept it

the second years, your literal followers

like seriously yahaba watori were always around you.

being in the same grade and class as both dod not helped a lot.

they are like puppies with anxiety separation

because you are the reason they feel loved and cared for

they always sit next to you in class, and they make sure you are comfortable with it.

you need help with hw? watori always is there

yahaba lets you paint his nails every time you got bored in class

you were such a powerful trio

they always bring your favorite drink in the mornin

you even developed this sixth sense where if you just look at each other you know exactly who are you making fun of without even speaking

you always make fun of the shit way of yahaba to flirt oml

and you even advice him on what should he do or not when meeting someone new.

istg if it was not bc of you he would have never got his first date with his crush

kyoutani later joined you, but he had trouble on trusting you

but seeing all the team laying on you he actually let himself rely on another person for the first time

he was the one who scared those stupid volleyball boys fan girls (oikawa’s or the other guys ones) away from you

he also thinks that you are not bad physically talking and he actually says it but privately

he also whenever he is mad or just frustrated comes to you and what he likes is that you don’t go in deep of the details but instead you try to distract him with random thing you say.

“guys i told you several times” you laughed “i do have other thing to do! it not like i can attend every night out with you! i have other friends too!”

“so, we are not watching cartoons tonight?”

“i hate you all so much” you surrendered “see you at 8 pm”

you became the second years core four

and also they looked up to you a lot, why? because you are the only people who always deals with the third years shit

god i think your connection with the third years was only a bit more noticeable than the second years

why? you were not afraid to mess up with them

to be real iwaizumi as oikawa caught your eye since moment one, they were naturally attractive and talented but you made a promise to not fall for anyone

omg you were so wrong

if it was iwaizumi, he always made sure you felt comfortable around

you were no vb genius so he took the time to explain you a bunch of things you did not know 🥺

also, he’s the kind of guy to stop everyone spiking because you were crossing through the gym so no ball gets you

he is the one who always search for you in school, asked about your day, and stuff that might seem basic but it was really meaningful

like he is the kind of guy who memorizes all your favorite places, treats, music anything and actually tries to get you to talk about it

oikawa on the other hand was the one who actually made you feel like part of them

he is so sweet!

oikawa only starts practice when you are there

like bold of someone to start hitting a ball without you there, he considered you part of the team, so he always waited for you

he walked you home or nearby every time he could he wanted you safe

his eyes always always instantly light up and screams “y/n-chan!” and immediately runs to you

but also he is the one who search you the most around

if it was lunch time he went to your home room and literally lunches with you no matter what or who

he never lets anyone lend you their hoodie, it always has to be his that you are wearing

he self crowned himself as your favorite

he hugs you out of nowhere istg is the best feeling ever

hanamaki also also also considers you priority

he is kinda more of the lowkey one, he is mainly the one who checks up on you

he once spotted a bruise in your arm and he immediately freaked out

“DO I HAVE TO FIGHT SOMEONE” “god no! i just dropped a huge book there!”

hanamaki is the one who waits for you in the entrance of the gym to walk with you to practice

he also is the first one to notice if something is wrong with you along with iwachan

they both unintentionally pay attention to you a lot and if you do something out of the common they just approach you

and they are always right

“what’s wrong y/n?” hanamaki says

“yeah, is everything okay you need anything?” iwaizumi continues.

“what do you mean guys? i’m okay” you obviously try to lie.

“no you are not, you are acting different”

“yea iwachan is right you always change yous t shirt before practice and the way you are ordering the volleyballs is off”

“why do know me so well” you indeed had a terrible day, so you almost tear up bb of that and be of how amazing your boys were to you sometimes”

“come here little one”

you heard a pout

“i see you oikawa, you can get a hug too. matsu come here”

matsukawa is your hype man

he loves messing with you like in the big brother sister way

like if a guy asked you out he’d be like “sis you can do so much better”

you are always being salty whether it’s between you or other ones

besides if you do have a crush on anyone on the team matsu is the only one to know

and he’d constantly blackmail you with that

“if you don’t buy me anything from the vending machine i will tell oikawa you actually swoon for him” “OKAY FINE”

“tell the coach that we do not need laps or iwaizumi is gonna knowwwww about” “i hate you so much”

but returning to the point you always messed with them specially the four third years

and you were so good at it

one day, you ‘innocently’ mentioned to the boys “i’m just telling you! i’ve never seen two pretty best friends, one of them always gotta be ugly”

GOD LORD THE BOMB YOU JUST ACTIVATED

THEY SPENT A WHOLE WEEK TRYING TO FUGURE OUT WHO WAS THE PRETTY BEST FRIEND BETWEEN IWA AND OIKAWA, ALSO MATSU AND HANAMAKI AHHAHAHAAH

your third years never made you feel insecure

like if you think idk listening to btr was weird because someone in the past made you feel like it be sure the next day they WILL PLAY FUCKING BIG TIME RUSH IN PRACTICE ONLY FOR YOU TO VIBE WITH THEM

also they all four have this little thought that they have to be the ones who protect you

in the court you looked out for them, outside of it they were the ones who did that

if you were teased or someone even had the audacity to make fun of you it could go three ways

you stoping kyoutani and yahaba because they were so ready to throw hands

matsukawa, hanamaki and kunimi just taking you out of there and rather say positive thinks about you

or oikawa and iwaizumi behind you giving the saltiest and meanest glares to whoever dared talking you that way and saying “and you still wonder why people don’t like you?, ” then iwaizumi says “you are right oikawa, you piece of crap have your entire life to be a jerk. take a day off your stupidity won’t left anyways”

god you sure loved those guys

BUT

as it can be really useful sometimes there were other times were they become so annoying

specially when it’s about someone liking you.

like romantic styles

i live for the idea that the vb team had obviously fangirls, oikawa mostly. but you also did

like yeah the fangirls of oikawa and the boys envied you

but the guys in aoba johsai high envied the volleyball team even more

god bless the poor guy or girl who DARES to ask you out

like please someone stop them 😭

on valentine’s day you came to practice a bit late just because you needed to figure it out how to organize all the fucking love letters and the chocolates and flowers that you got over the day.

oikawa was already worried as he always waited for you to start, and so were the guys so they decided to warm up a bit more to wait.

you crossed the door with thousands of gifts and all of that barely catching the ones which you dropped. because at this point you did not even try to hide it from the boys, you just wanted them to start practice.

he looked at you and knew exactly what that meant. he received this every once in a while, but god what was that feeling in his chest when some other people like you?

iwaizumi felt that too, that weird feeling not wanting anyone to think about you that wayyyyy

the rest of the boys had divided opinions but still you were their manager.

“so did all this came from...”

“yes matsu...”

“okay but for scientific purposes we need the names”

“HANAMAKI NO”

poor boys, they just are all scared that you’ll leave them because of someone

what a dramatic queens they are all

some of them didn’t like it bc they also had a big crush on you

so what they do is that they gatekeep anyone from you

like oml if they ever catched you and a girl or guy and they knew they liked you they constantly beg for your attention.

and it’s not only because they are being dramatic but also because they remember last year when you went out with some random dude and broke your heart like

they almost killed that guy

so they wanted you to feel happy and safe

to them? honestly you are the light of their life.

they dedicate every game to you, they take care of you, they listen to you, they brag about you, they love you

because honestly you did all that for them first

and ever since then they made sure to return that to you.

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jiminrings · 3 years

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hi hannah !! can i request a drabble where jungkook visits florist!y/n and he went “hi i’m here to get a flower for my girlfriend” and the girlfriend is y/n. i’m sorry if it doesn’t make sense 😭 love u <3

full blooms

love u too bestie <3

aka jungkook really should’ve thought this through!!

...... oh no

there are so many people in the shop

not just any shop though :D

sometimes you collectively forget that this is yOUR shop and you’re the literal owner of it and you’re not just working it

and sometimes, you forget just how influential things could be

case in point: kim taehyung !!

kim taehyung as in the hottest musician in the scene rn, who happens to be vante on spotify, AND someone who you just happen to know as kim taehyung!!!

kim taehyung as in the friendly customer who comes into your shop more oftenly to look at your flowers than to buy them

and you just let him look at them without buying anything because there’s no harm in it!! the guy is just straight-up Vibing looking at the flowers

(and he also leaves a handsome tip in your jar even when he doesn’t buy anything!!)

you just knew him to be that pleasant customer,,, not exactly a world-renowned musician you couldn’t exactly piece together

but apparently, you’re now more aware than ever lmao

taehyung sneaked in the name of your flower shop somewhere into the lyrics of the mOST famous song from his newly-released album

flowers from spring day on my mind, corner of the street with the neon sign, heaven on my mind and i spent no dime

goddamn

it just so happens that you letting THEE vante look at flowers as he pleases has become his favorite routine and it just makes him so happy in general

so happy to the point that your shop is specifically mentioned

— so, so happy to the point that your shop had become fully-packed and was making single-file lines that stretched all across four blocks overnight

so sO happy to the point that he had unknowingly become a catalyst for your shop to be almost fined because so many people were clogging sidewalks and a warning to get it together so that there would be better organization

YOUR SHOP WAS LITERALLY FEATURED ON THE NEWS?????

anyways, taehyung slipped in from the staffroom you mentioned to him in passing two days after he dropped his album, and then could you properly freak out about him

he was giggly the whole time when you were spouting out your disbelief for him but tHEN he also apologized for all the (positive & money-making) trouble he’s gotten you into

and he managed to sales-talk you (u swear u are the boss here) into collaborating with him for a limited collection with all the favorite flowers he’s taken note of so he could share it with his fans

he even brought you a notebook with all the illustrations and ideas he’s conceptualized so yeah,,,, there’s that

not only do you serve more than a full house in your flower shop and spend much more hours and energy, you’ve also agreed to add something big into your plate that’s easily getting crowded

what a good thing you have jungkook :D

you could literally not ask for a better boyfriend than jungkook

he’s been so supportive the whole time and he kept sHRIEKING when you casually told him that the frequent sight-seeing customer turned out to be vante himself

“all this time?! all this time and you fORGOT to mention to me that he wears a leather watch and a pearl necklace??? baby, those are basically his trademarks!!”

he supports you in ways you can’t even fathom <3

he was supposed to help you in the shop to help tackle the horde of vante-loving and flowers-from-spring-day enthusiasts, but he got an even better idea

he spent the whole week designing and building an online website for spring day from scratch!! he wanted it to be perfect for you and everything you stand by

also even him, a computer sciences graduate, had to back up the website extra nifty because he already predicts that it would get so much traffic (!!)

he took it upon himself to hire from his friends to be your helpers for the shop because ur severely under-staffed

he has tHREE more-than-willing candidates!!!

jimin’s summer job in college was him being a cashier in goddamn music festivals :D OF COURSE he’s gonna be the greatest cashier you’ll ever have!!! he can whip up change even before the customer hands the bills; he’s that good

he also has a great stern voice of making people stand in organized lines and not cut it so that would come handy

hoseok has a great instinct for color theory!!! he just knows what works and what doesn’t and you need an extra mind to help conceptualize arrangements in the blink of an eye

namjoon is a master of small talk and an all-rounder!! you have a loT of customers who have no gist whatsoever on what they want, and you don’t want to risk giving them an arrangement they loathe!! he knows how to hit it

he was actually so excited when jungkook pitched him a job offer

he could literally go “y/n, the lady in yellow has a dalmatian. i could tell she would tulips in her arrangement along with hydrangeas.”

so that’s that, basically

you and jungkook have been hectic and apart for a whole week because you practically sleep in the shop trying to keep up with everything

he’s actually keeping the website and sneaky hires from you as secrets in the meantime because he wants to surprise you!!! like literally right now

he enters from the staffroom and make sure none of the people waiting by the entrance see him because that would be utter chaos

the shutters are all closed so no one from outside can see what’s inside, but you actually fAIL to realize that your shop would still be closed for another ten minutes

the moment you hear a voice, your mind automatically goes to “hi! welcome to spring day. what blooms would you like?” mode :|

jungkook frowns because you look so haggard under his trained eye even if you still look well-kempt!! you can’t have your shops and yourself appear ratty in the eager instagram stories that taehyung’s fans take

but that’s okay!!! he’ll coax you to come home with him tonight because he’s gonna tell you about his hires this morning

“hi! welcome to spring day. what blooms would you like?”

you briefly look up to send a smile, already fetching your paper on your left hand and twine and scissors on the other

“hi! i’m here to get flowers for my girlfriend.”

“that sounds lovely. what would you-“

wait

hold on a second

that’s jungkook’s voice....??

that’s your bOYFRIEND’S VOICE???

“j-jungkook?”

you mutter and the boy beams in return, registering the blank look on your face to be surprise instead of what you’re thinking

the tears suddenly pool at the corner of your eyes even before you realize

“is this your way of breaking up with me?”

...

.....

“what? nO!”

your shoulders visibly sag in relief but jungkook’s clearly perplexed on how you even came to that

“why would i ever be dumb enough to break up with you?” he immediately consoles you when you bury your face in your hands, hopping over the counter to put you in a massive hug

“i-i haven’t slept, dummy!! and i figured that you hate me because we haven’t seen each other for a week and-“

you say in between sobs and chuckles, giggling when your cheeks are smushed and jungkook keeps peppering you with wet kisses

“ten minutes before opening,” kook sweetly reminds you, kissing you on the lips after an entire week that the sheer euphoria he’s getting now is enough to last another

“mhmmm,” you hum when he presses his warm hand on the small of your back, “tell me about your week in ten minutes.”

“sounds good,” he affirms, scratching your scalp that makes you relax even more until he stops red-faced —

“but like, while multitasking, y’know? kiss me while i tell you about my week.”

#I GOT CARRIED AWAY THIS WAS SUPPOSED TO BE A TINY DRABBLE FEEDBACK PLS N THANK U #jungkook imagine #jungkook oneshot #jungkook oneshots #jungkook drabble #jungkook x reader #jungkook x y/n #jungkook x you

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forestwater87 · 3 years

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Okay, for all of you who don't feel like watching Miles RP as David

Here are some of my favorite quotes. Context may be added if I feel like it. Reactions are my goblin brain screaming. All of these came from a discord so if they don't make sense . . . see goblin brain comment.

(That link should start directly at the point where he becomes David; if it doesn't, skip to 1:40:33)

In roughly chronological order:

David: "Teachers are sort of like camp counselors during the rest of the year."

The thing is David is absolutely up his own ass enough to think this.

David: "Trail mix is expensive!"

^ said to show he understands why not everyone can donate to the charity for teachers. Very adorable, am crying.

David's "ooooh" seeing one dude was extremely non-heterosexual. Fucking bicon. Him losing his mind that one of the arenas is called "Survey camp"

David: "A person's hitting me -- I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry this is just pretend!"

This is just canonically how David plays video games. Either this or he's unwilling to commit violence at all, but I'll defer to Miles.

David: "That's very goat of you!"

Spencer: "Is David popular amongst his campers?"

David: "I like to think so! There's only 3 staff members, so I'm definitely in everyone's top 3."

"That also means you're in the bottom 3."

David: "Well, I choose not to think of it that way."

(I have to keep adding reacts so you can tell when one quote ends and another begins. Judge not lest ye be judged)

I think the other person in the stream is named Spencer. Friend of Miles. I know literally nothing else about him and am not even confident on those facts.

Every time he says something so non-David in his David voice I die: "I have a lot of grenades!"

David: "Oh my goodness, would you look at this beautiful scenery! Can we hike that mountain?"

This is so goddamn cute. I am dying. Miles looked at his fans and said "they will eat tonight" and I am so relieved.

David: "Not to be a couple of Greedy Garys, but I say we get this [care package] and then I'll drop another one!"

The fact that Miles is grinning like a lunatic the entire time is very good. (Also if this is formatted badly then I'm sorry but not all that sorry. I'm doing my best and David would be proud of me.)

David: "Didja getim? Didja getim? didja getim? How 'bout now?"

Spencer: "I didn't get 'em."

David: "Well, you tried your best and that's all that matters."

He calls healing "a little health kiss." I'm not sure why but it's very important to me.

David: [while jumping to murder someone] "Hi! Scuse me!"

(i just need something to separate the quotes okay)

David: "Well you know what gang, we did our best. You don't always win the 3-legged race. You did a wonderful job!"

Then there's a bit where they talk about Spencer's time at summer camp:

David: "ooooh hand-holding's pretty serious!"

David is too pure.

David: [dreamily] "Did you fall in love, Spencer? A summer love?" [puts hands up to his face]

Then there's the fact that David/Miles gets to pick where they play each round, and he keeps insisting on going to the one called "Survey Camp" every single time because it has the word "camp" in it.

David: "Now, I don't like to disagree, but . . . I was thinking we could go . . . to Survey Camp!"

Spencer reminds him that technically since David's the one with the power to choose, his opinion is the only one that matters:

David: "Everyone's opinion matters. And my opinion is we're going to camp."

David just steamrolling over Spencer's interests is very good. There are these little selfish nuggets sprinkled in among the wholesomeness that really capture the full David experience.

David: "Well, he's climbing up . . . he's coming my direction . . . oh, he looks scary . . ."

Spencer: "Is he coming towards me?"

David: "Oooh, I don't know. I'm dead!"

The positivity is relentless. I think Miles said on twitter afterwards that this whole thing was exhausting and I can see why. Being David is no picnic . . .

David: "I have a question: do we have to shoot each other in this game?"

And then a few seconds later:

David: "I'm just wondering if maybe there's a way we can, you know, help others. Talk through our issues."

And a few seconds after that:

David: "I was asking if they wanted to be friends in the game!"

I believe that moved killed him, too. Precious.

Also we're interrupting the real Miles!David content to share something my friend suggested to me while I was watching this and giving her quotes; she said that maybe David just calls everything camp to make life more fun, and then sent me this imaginary exchange that actually killed me all the way to death:

David: Gwen Santos would you go to marriage camp with me

Gwen: I'm going to have to change this story when I tell everyone

It made me laugh quite a bit.

Anyway, back to the video!

Spencer: "How do you sign up for [Camp Campbell]?"

David: "Well, um, you can fax, uh, an application to [email protected]. And . . . you can know that myself and Gwen and Quartermaster and sometimes Mr. Campbell will do our best to make sure they get what they need! Which more than anything is love and support. And friendship."

Spencer: "How many dollars does this camp cost?"

David: "You know . . . it is, um . . ."

And then the conversation switches subjects and David breathes a sigh of relief.

Very shortly after this he changed his character from a woman (she was wearing a yellow shirt, which he liked because the campers wear yellow shirts) to "a Forward Scout with a positive attitude!"

"I like his style."

Spencer: "Does everybody abuse David verbally?"

David: "You know, sometimes people have harsh words. Mostly Max, and Neil, and Gwen, and Quartermaster, and Nurf."

Spencer: "Did you just list almost everyone?"

David: "Mmm . . . I'd say maybe a third."

Poor David. Somebody please protect him.

Spencer: "Yeah, I think people abuse David. I get that vibe. Or at least, I feel it in my heart. Like I wanna put ants in your bunk or something."

David: "Well, I think that says more about maybe some of the hurt you're carrying with you. And sometimes when people don't know how to process that, they act out. Do you want some trail mix?"

David just said his favorite part of trail mix is the raisins which is so cute. "They have a little bit of salt on them, which isn't typical for a raisin."

And he keeps telling chatters to watch their language.

David: "Who is my favorite camper? Aww, you know I couldn't pick a favorite! . . . But I know who has the most potential, even if he doesn't want to admit it."

I KNEW IT!!!!!

I've been saying for years that David doesn't have a favorite and gravitates towards the ones he thinks need him the most AND I FINALLY GOT ONE RIGHT!

David: "Well you know, Gwen swears and that's okay."

shipping intensifies

David: [gasp] "The moss is growing on the north side of the rock!"

Every time he nerds out about weird shit in the game I gain 3 seconds to my life.

Spencer: "Did you get teabagged?"

David: "What's that?"

Spencer: "It's where somebody places their most intimate bits on you for . . . friendship."

David: [softly] "Oh, I don't know about that."

Also David confirms that the whole show has been a single summer, so please see the "vindication" gif above.

David: "I know a lot of fun camp songs."

Spencer: "Sing 3."

David: [starts singing] "Bum-bum-bumblebee, bumblebee tuna, I love bumblebee, bumblebee tuna . . ."

Spencer: "Okay, please stop. I immediately regret this decision."

David: "Max said the same thing! One of my campers. And, uh, and my co-counselor, Gwen."

He's literally made of sunshine. I would die for this fictional man.

Spencer: "Are people at camp against their will? I feel like they are."

David: "No! . . . They don't always like it immediately, but it grows on them."

Spencer: "It sounds like they're there against their will."

David: "Well I just think that's a negative way of looking at it."

FWIW Spencer makes an excellent foil to David. Not as aggressive as Max or as dour as Gwen, but he brings a very . . . like, straight-man energy to the conversation. Like how a normal person would react to David IRL. I'd enjoy seeing these two interact more.

Spencer: "It's like your overpositivity is wanting me to balance it out with negativity."

David: "You know, I feel like that dynamic's pretty popular with me."

eeeeeeee <3

And the last one that I personally found noteworthy:

David: "One day we'll be able to afford safety equipment. Until then, we'll just have to deal with Quartermaster's Ropes Course. And a lot of pillows."

There's point near the last 20 minutes where either it got kinda boring or I just got too tired to keep track. But if there are any quotes you think I missed, please share them! This was a really lovely bit of content to feed our starving maw, and I appreciate Miles very very very much for taking one for the team.

#campcamp #camp camp #cc david #roosterteeth #rooster teeth #miles luna #this isn't content #it's more like a public service #also i threw the gwenvid in like the trash goblin I am

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v4mptsuki · 3 years

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vibes (a. azumane x f!reader)

genre: fluff w/ a hint of angst

warnings: self doubting asahi, reader smokes cigarettes & mention of cheating ex-boyfriend

first oneshot in my chase atlantic series ! if you haven't heard this song already, you should totally listen to it if you want, its very good and i think it fits asahi perfectly !

when asahi left the gym, y/n was waiting by the door for him. just like she always was. she greeted him with a smile, like she always did, but asahi found his own smile didn't quite reach his eyes. y/n took his hand in her's and they started walking, but no conversations were started.

it was weird, asahi thought, how perfectly y/n's hand seemed to fit in his. like her's were made just to hold his. the weird part was how horrible asahi felt about their relationship. everyday, y/n waited for him so they could walk home after his practice. she deserved better than a boyfriend who she spent so long waiting on. but if she deserved so much better, why did asahi want her to stay with him so badly? why did her hand fit his so perfectly?

"how was practice?" y/n asked, her sweet voice cutting through asahi's dull thoughts.

he shrugged, "same as always. i don't really wanna talk about it, i'm thinking."

y/n frowned and stopped walked, "that's fine, what's on your mind?"

before he could think better of it, asahi replied, "your skin, like, you're hands. you feel so perfect for me, but i feel like you should be with someone better. someone who has enough time to see you."

"asahi, don't say that! you're so out of my league, i don't want anyone but you," y/n replied, sounding shocked that asahi would even suggest she deserved better.

he still wasn't convinced, but they finished their walk to her house in silence. normally, asahi would just drop y/n off and head back to his place, but once they arrived, he didn't want to leave her just yet.

"do you mind if i..." asahi trailed off, but y/n nodded, understanding what he was getting at.

they both walked inside quietly, careful not to wake up y/n's sleeping family. her room was upstairs, away from everyone else's, so they didn't have to worry about talking quietly in her room. her window was open just a crack, but the breeze from outside felt nice blowing through the room. asahi took a seat on her bed, and y/n climbed into his arms, a soft smile on her face, although he still felt troubled.

asahi trusted y/n completely, yet he couldn't help his doubts creeping in. what if he was too scary, or too busy, or the thousand other negative traits he applied to himself. y/n always reassured him that she wouldn't leave, but asahi knew quelling his doubts completely would take time.

he didn't want to dwell on that though. not when he had y/n wrapped in his arms, and her hands trailing up and down his back. tonight, he decided, his mind's only focus would be on y/n, and enjoying his time with her.

"this is nice. i like the vibes," y/n mumbled with a small giggle at her word choice.

asahi nodded, a soft smile on his face as he looked down at her. they spent the rest of the night like that, tangled in each other's arms. the next morning, they walked to school together, and despite all the teasing from suga about how they arrived together, asahi was happy.

y/n took a drag of her cigarette, unaware that asahi was approaching from behind. he knew about her habit, and had been trying to help her break it, but it was difficult for her. she got stressed so easily, especially after her ex-boyfriend, and smoking always helped her ease it.

he was the one who'd gotten her into smoking, and then he cheated on her and left. y/n always joked about how many issues she got from that relationship, with little to no positives. asahi had been nothing but supportive of her though, and it was more than y/n could ever ask for. she tried to avoid smoking in front of him, to make him feel better about it, but sometimes she did get caught.

asahi didn't say anything as he took a seat on the park bench next to her, but he did take the cigarette out of her hand and snuff it out. he draped an arm over her shoulders, and y/n leaned into his touch. her chest felt heavy with guilt, even though she knew asahi didn't think any less of her.

"you can tell me to go away if you want to be alone right now," asahi said softly, like he was scared y/n would be mad at him.

"never, i would never want you to go away."

"you're too good to me asahi," y/n said after a few moments of silence.

she knew asahi wouldn't agree with her, but she also knew it was true. he was so kind and loving, and she did nothing but worry him. they continued to sit together at the park, until asahi offered to walk her home. they reached her house, and as if it was an unspoken agreement, he walked in with her to stay the night.

like always, her window was cracked open and the nighttime air was blowing throughout the space. y/n collapsed into her bed, pulling asahi down with her. his arms circled around her, and they talked softly about their days, ignoring the problems weighing down on them.

y/n knew relationships took work, and so did asahi. they both had baggage coming into their's, but they both knew working through it all would take time. in that moment though, all they wanted to focus on was their arms around each other, and the light energy in the air.

"thank you asahi, i like when we do this. i feel a lot better now," y/n said, breaking apart the conversation they were having about asahi's english class that day.

asahi nodded, "good. that's all i want; for you to feel alright."

then, they fell asleep together, their mutual issues on their minds. they knew it would take time, but as long as they had each other, they could work through anything.

link to the song !

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writingssummit · 3 years

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𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐬.

driving at night with haikyuu characters !

song listened to while writing: mother mother + mindless self indulgence playlist.

content: late night driving, already existing relationships, fluff, comfort. xreader technically

characters: bokuto, sugawara, asahi, and nishinoya for a bonus :)

a/n: been feeling up for this, and yes idk what time it is anymore, i just have extra writing energy all of a sudden. 😶 i am a huge fan of night drives, it’s one of my favorite things to do, so why not write about it with some haikyuu characters? warning, i’m half asleep so these might not be the best jsjsjs. have fun reading !

bokuto !

car rides with him are immaculate regarding vibes. music is playing, the windows are down.

this particular night, you guys have nowhere to be, so you aren’t really going anywhere specific. it was your weekend, so you guys were going to make the most of your night!

and yes, it’s 2am LOL

this guy is totally jamming out to the songs, tapping the steering wheel with his fingertips.

yelling out lyrics is a common occurrence, i take no criticism here.

y’all probably annoy the hell out of the neighborhood, or surrounding areas where you pass through just because bokuto has his bass up super high

“is it too late for a drive, bo?” you tilted your head at your boyfriend, debating the idea in your head. it was pretty late already, most sane people were asleep around this time. but his eyes lit up right away at your question.

“it’s never too late. go get your shoes on, we’re going right now!”

and so that’s how you ended up in his car at 2 in the morning, music and bass up to the max. houses were passing by the window quickly. you had questioned whether or not it was okay to be so loud now, since there were still people around them in their homes, but he assured you it was just fine. after all, it was fun, and who didn’t like that?

“ohoho, this is my SONG!” bokuto slapped the steering wheel, and cleared his throat. you couldn’t help but cackle at his antics. he was a good singer, you wouldn’t deny that. but at times like this, he was absolutely awful- he was screaming out the lyrics, and you were starting to cry in laughter, and stumble through them when you tried to join in. it only egged him on, because it was a positive response. bokuto lived for that.

you guys definitely got some calls from your neighbors.

sugawara !

normally, night drives with sugawara are chaotic and sometimes unplanned, you never know where you guys will decide to go, or when you’ll get back because you both just have a lot of fun with each other.

but tonight was a comfort drive.

you weren’t feeling the best that day, and suga picked up on that.

“c’mon, we’re going to the car.”

??? what?

he ends up driving you to the perfect place to stargaze.

and from there, he pulls you out of the car, and carefully helps you on top of the car roof.

there’s no blanket but you settle between his legs and just aaa <3 soft cuddles.

“sugar, we’re going to the car. get your shoes on.” you make no move to get up, you weren’t up for anything right now.you felt shitty. so how could you even sit up?

“baby..” he crouches down in front of you, reaching up to cup your cheek in his hand. “i promise, this will help a little. you only have to move a little, okay?” he murmured, stroking you with softness and warmth only he was capable of.

how could you say no again? he was so gentle when he asked, and honestly any form of distraction would be nice..

the car ride was somewhat quiet, the music playing was just from one of the popular stations, which suga hummed under his breath. it was normal, and peaceful. you rested your head against the window and sighed. was he bringing you to a shop? grabbing a bite to eat?

but you weren’t expecting him to pull into an empty field. you cock an eyebrow at him, but all he does is grin. next thing you know, he’s pulling you out of the car, and onto the roof of it. you laugh a little at yours and his struggle to get on top, but it ends up being worth it to you.

the stars were amazing where you were, and you counted as many as you could see while he rubbed his thumbs over your hand and knee. your back was pressed up against his chest, his arms draped over you.

“you’re my star, y/n. now and always.”

asahi !

you guys were driving along the lake, slowly so you both could get a look at the nightly reflections on the surface.

your night drives are always 1000% calm and comforting. serene, even.

soft piano music in the background.

i’m getting “i’m taking you out on a drive to get out your energy so you can sleep” vibes from this guy haha

“isn’t the lake beautiful?” you murmur, your cheek pressed against the window of the passenger seat. you were trying to get a good look at the water, all of it’s reflections and such.

“do you want me to...put the window down for you, love?” your heart swelled at the pet-name, and you nodded. yawning, you peek your face outside and into the air as you guys drive. this was really cool, and the music was totally calming. and that paired together made yourself grow more and more tired by the hour.

“time to start heading back now?” asahi’s voice was as gentle as ever. you nod slowly, eyes already shut. “mm.”

he chuckles to himself before turning around.

nishinoya !

please for the love of god don’t let him choose the music

jokes aside, you guys are hitting up all the fast food restaurants, i just know it.

you guys have enough for like 3 people.

it’s a pleasure drive, you guys are there for the energy and experience.

the sunroof is totally open, allowing you to stuck your upper body outside as he drives.

you’re both whooping, and just having fun.

he totally speeds, y’all better be careful-

“oh my god, please don’t. you’re banned from the music choice, remember?? i can’t trust you anymore!” you snort as you change the music to something more appealing. nishi often played questionable songs, which were funny, but sometimes it was simply terrible.

a disgrace, if you would.

“how restrictive- i just want to play my goddamn music some day, it’s not that bad, y/n!” oh, yes it is. he’s just too nishi to notice. you both start to debate what counts as good music, but he makes a quick, small topic change.

“now, do we got to that one place, mc donalds, or...”

teases be damned, you were hungry. “all of them. all of them, i will-” you couldn’t even get the rest of your sentence out because this man just put the gas pedal down even more, and you cried out.

“nishi, what the fuck! too fast, are you crazy?” you’re not mad, your grin and wide eyes could prove that.

“c’mon! sunroof’s open, scream it out!” he shoots a grin at you, and you do just that. he makes you feel alive, exhilarated. and of course, full of food.

i’m so tired woah- thanks for reading ! my asks are open, feel free to drop one ! here’s my prompt list in case you’d like to send a number with it, and here’s my blog basics for rules about requests !

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crescentsteel · 4 years

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Just Friends - Part 1

plot: fubu set up with Kuroo as a university student

word count: 4015

NSFW

A/N: This is my first time writing, so please bear with me lol. I’m thinking of making this a complete story instead of a one-shot. I already have the flow of the story, but still undecided to actually write it. I’m shy like that haha. Enjoy!

Part 2 | m.list

You are on the way to a bar after a long day. You decide for today that you would go to the busiest bar in the area. You were not a regular here cause you find it too crowded, but you want to let loose tonight. Not that you were stressed in any way. Life has been good to you, you acknowledge that.Your parents are loaded so you live in comfort. They pay for your condo unit and your university, which you luckily passed the admission test to. Aside from your parents being wealthy, you also have a side job that pays well for minimal work. If you think about it, your life might be kind of perfect. You do have your own circle of friends, but you’re the kind of person who likes to unwind alone once in a while.

You come straight to the bar after a long meeting with your group for your Earth Science subject. It is almost 9pm so you thought it was best to head straight instead of going home to change. You put on your red lipstick to avoid looking pale.

You go inside and find it crowded already. It’s Friday after all. Most of them are students since the bar is located near all big universities in Tokyo. You head straight to the bartender. You just can’t wait to get buzzed and you know the drink to do it.

“Two shots of tequila, please” You smiled at the bartender.

Minutes were passing quickly. The music turned livelier as it got late. After your two tequila shots, you had cocktails to slow things down. You feel the drinks you had course through your body. You make your way to the dance floor with your drink in your hand. You tipsily excused yourself, said hi to strangers you bumped, and found your way to a spot you like.

You were just grooving to the music while taking a sip once in a while to keep the buzz going.

You were oblivious to some men who were eyeing you since you came in and were just waiting for their chance to approach you, and right now seems the perfect time.

Although you don’t notice, Kuroo does.

He’s sober enough to see these stupid men looking at you. He bets they think they could just waltz in next to you just because you were having your time alone with your drink on the dance floor. Even though you had been talking to people at the bar now and then, he could tell you came by yourself.

He had been observing you all night since you got there. You seem like the carefree type. You’re wearing casual clothes, too casual for a bar, to be honest. Shirt and skinny jeans. Despite the simplicity, your legs look amazing the way your jeans fit you. You do not seem the type to go there to get laid. Though you seemed a bit flirtatious with some people you talked with, you brush them off when they start getting too close to you.

Then, he sees someone squeeze his way near you and touch your waist, that’s his cue. He walks toward you quickly.

As he was approaching, you notice that someone is touching your waist and pulls you close to whoever the fuck they are. You remove their hands and put some distance. The guy does not seem fazed. He tried again, this time you looked pissed.

“Hey buddy. Hands off!” Kuroo hears you say while forcefully taking the guy’s hands off you.

The guy looks irritated, clearly drunk.

He arrives at the right time. He puts his hand on your left shoulder and looks down on the guy. “Is there a problem here?” his voice is laced with threat. There was nothing the guy could do, especially when he’s towering over him with his height and built.

The guy walks away. He turns to you and leans down since he was significantly taller than you. He says right in your ear, “You should know that there’s a lot of eyes on you here.”

You squint your eyes and look around as if you were surveying the area. ‘How cute’, he thought. He doubts you could see much from the amount of alcohol you had and the neon lights in the place.

You look at him, studying his face. And he studies you as well. You look way prettier up close as the details of your face become clear.

You extend the drink you had to him, probably asking him to drink.

He raise his eyebrow.

“I’ve already had enough drinks tonight.” He refuses while smiling politely. He doesn’t want to get drunk around you, not that he has trouble holding his liquor. He just wants to enjoy your company sober.

It’s you who raise your eyebrow this time.

You start tapping the glass of your drink, then pouts.

“Well that’s too bad. I won’t dance with someone who’s not drinking with me.”

‘Challenge’ clearly written on your face.

He couldn’t help but smile. If that was the condition, he gladly obliges. He grabs the drink in your hand and takes a sip. You laugh and smile, looking victorious. You have no idea that it was him who felt victorious. You gave him the consent to be with you. Before he returns your drink to you, he looks at the smug face of the guy who approached you earlier. He raises your drink to him and nods.

‘You ass, I win.’ he says to himself and smirks. Then, returns your drink.

The dance you share is innocent. You are just vibing with each other and moving to the beat of the music. He finds himself laughing when you are laughing for no reason. It was such a fun mood. Your energy is contagious.

“What was your name again?” you half-shout because it’s so loud and you don’t want to tiptoe just to reach his ears.

“Kuroo Tetsurou” he shouts back.

“y/n!” you shake his hand clumsily.

“Okaaaay, I’m going to get drinks for usss.” Your words start to slur. You turn around and trips. He figures you were about to hit your drinking limit. He stops you from getting another drink and drags you to a table with not much people so you could catch your breath.

“I think you’ve had too much.” He wouldn’t want you to go all out and start throwing up.

You frown. “But I want to go back there. I still want to dance.”

“Then let’s dance here.” he suggests. You beam at him like an idiot and nod.

He positions himself at your back.

You close your eyes. You raise your arms and feel the slow sway of the music.

He touches your hands that were raised in the air. He slowly caresses them, down to your arms, sides, then stopping at your waist. He presses his body closer. He could inhale your scent. He could feel your slender body as his hands droop to your hips. He could feel your ass pressed to his groin.

You don’t stop moving to the sway of the music. His hands go back to your waist and grip it so he could match your movements.

This was not the dance floor and people might be looking at you both, but he didn’t care. He was in his own world right now. You might now know it but you were grinding to him as you both move in sync. He noticed you getting lost in the moment as well as you lean your head to the side, giving him access to your neck - a chance he will not miss. He dips in and gives you butterfly kisses from the back of your ear to the part of your shoulder that was not covered by your shirt.

“Mmmm”

It was almost inaudible but being so near you, he heard it. The sound goes straight to his dick which is now getting stuffed in his pants from the friction and subtle pleasure this “dance” is giving him.

You feel the shift of the energy between you two. The fun was gone. You can feel the strong sensuality engulfing you two. You can feel the alcohol in your head combined with something else, something that you feel in your chest, core, and thighs.

You can feel his stiffness on your lower back. It was not just you. When you felt his lips on your neck, you couldn’t help the soft moan that came out from your lips.

This was too much for you. You need to take control of the situation again. You will not go with the direction this is going. You came here to get loose, but not this kind of loose.

You turn around and face him. You grab the hem of his shirt near his neck to pull him down so you can whisper in his ear. “So, Kuroo. Is this the game you play? Play prince charming to save the damsel in distress?”

He chuckles. He combs his hair and sighs. He holds your chin and moves closer to your face. Way closer. “Oh kitten, I’m no prince charming.” He smiles as he looks at you innocently.

“In fact,” He shot a quick glance at his side, referring to the guy who tried to feel you up earlier. “I’m worse than those guys.” His smile is gone, which reveals his true nature - dangerous. You can’t breathe from the sexual tension between you two. You release his shirt and look away. You try to step back to give the two of you some space.

He quickly holds your wrist and pulls you closer to him before you could even move away.

He smirks. “You’re not afraid now, are you?”

His gaze travels from your eyes to your lips, and you do the same. The lips that were just in your neck earlier - how would it feel if those lips meet yours.

“Kiss me.” he says softly.

The look in his eyes is obvious. He wants you. There is no escaping from this. You want this as well. You put your hands on his shoulder and tiptoe to kiss him. You feel him smile against your lips.

You pull away and say “What?”

“Been wanting to do that for a while now” His eyes sporting a sly glint on them. He quickly pulls you back to him and kisses you again. You wrap your arms around his neck as response. You feel his tongue brush your bottom lip and bite it gently right after. His hands travel from your back to your ass. His lips move to your neck once again and licks your earlobe. That elicited a moan from you.

“Get a room!!”

You snap back to reality. You put your hands to his chest to stop him while looking somewhere else. It was not like you to make out in public, even if it was a bar. You feel so embarrassed to be called out like that.

“My place or yours?” he asks.

You look up at him. Are you really going with him? You’re no prude. You’ve engaged in casual flings before, but something about him is different from other guys you’ve slept with. You’re not sure what it is yet, but it piques your curiosity.

To hell with it. You’ll just enjoy tonight and find out for yourself.

“Yours.”

He grabs your hand and lads you outside.

“Let’s wait for a cab” he said.

“Umm. I brought my car. Can you drive? I’m sure I can’t.”

You toss him the keys which he catches easily. You walk towards where you parked your car but your head starts to spin. The drinks you’ve had are catching up to you. You try to feel if there’s anything to support you. Only he was there.

“Come here.” You feel your feet lift up from the ground. Your hands flew to his neck for support.

“What are you doing?!” You try to put some strength in your voice, but it only sounded pained.

“I’m making you sure you don’t hurt yourself. I still have plans for us tonight, you know.”

He looked serious with what he just said. You feel the heat spread on your face. You bury your face on his neck to hide it.

“So where is your car?”

“Just unlock it and look for it.”

He clicks the unlock button and follows the sound. He whistles when he sees your car.

“Damn. Nice ride.”

They always say that about your car. You do not have the energy to respond at the moment. You just want the comfort of being seated.

He opens the car door while still carrying you and gently puts you down. He reclines the seat a bit and closes the door. You shut your eyes. He goes to the driver’s seat. He adjusts the seat for him and starts the engine.

“Are you sure you want me to be driving this?” He says while feeling the steering wheel.

“Hand me my water first.” He immediately finds your tumblr at the door pocket and gives it to you. You drink so greedily, impatient to the relief the water should give you in a few minutes.

You feel his stare at you, but you don’t care. You just want the spinning to stop.

You put the bottle down. “Yes, you can drive the stupid car.”The car starts moving. Fortunately, you don’t feel like puking from the motion.

“Are you sure you want to go to a stranger’s place?”

“Do you want me to kick you out right now?”

The corner of his lip tugs. He looks like he’s enjoying himself.

“I’d rather be in a stranger’s place than have a stranger in my place” you add.

He frowns but he doesn’t answer.

After a short while, you feel the car stop. You’re in a park.

“There’s something I want to do before I take you to my place.” he moves closer to you. “I think I want to mess you up here first.” Before you can complain, he closes the gap between you two.

He’s very aggressive. He immediately sticks his tongue in your mouth. He puts his hand on the back of your head and his other one roams on your body. You pull away to catch your breath. He moves to your seat and towers over you. Because he was so big, it’s so cramped.

He reclines your seat more so you were almost lying down. That gives him the space to move.

His lips go straight to your throat. He sucks it fervidly while his hand slips beneath your shirt. He cups your breast as soon as his hand finds it. You arch your body in response. He hitches your shirt up just on top of your breasts.

He kisses you again as his hand wanders on your back, trying to find the clasp of your bra. He groans in frustration. “Where the fuck is it?”

You giggle. “It’s right here.” you slowly undo the clasp of your bra from the front. It feels like you were giving him a show. Despite feeling a bit shy, you hold his gaze. His fingers caress your face, your neck, then down to your stomach. Then he trails back up to the skin surrounding your nipple.

You feel absolutely nothing but anticipation. You want him to touch you there, but he’s deliberately avoiding it. Both his hands settle on your hips. He kisses the hollow between your breasts and licks his way down to your stomach. Soon, his tongue replaces what his finger was doing. You can’t take it anymore.

“Kuroo..” he looks at you.

“Please” it sounded almost like a whine

He smirks, but only for a moment. Finally, you got what you wanted. His tongue sucks on your hardened nipple while his hand toys with the other.

“Mmmmmm”

You are so turned on. You start to squirm underneath him. This is not enough. You need more.

“Patience, kitten. You will feel good soon.”

He covers your lips with his own. Your tongue against his as he unzips your pants. You begin to get impatient so you help him to hasten things up, but he stops completely. Even if you remove your pants, the strength of his grip on it is way stronger than yours.

“What did I say?”

You don’t respond. You don’t know how to. You feel so embarrassed, yet greedy for more at the same time. His hands go to your crotch with your pants still in the way, yet the contact still gives you pleasure. He palms you over your pants which makes you jerk up.

He continues to remove your pants. Though he does not completely remove it, he pulls it to your ankles. He goes back to sucking your nipples while caressing your hips and thighs.

“Just how much more before this teasing is over?” you ask weakly.

He goes face to face with you. He rests his elbow beside your head and says,

“Until I want it to be over,” he pinches your nipple. “I will make a mess of you right here since you don’t want me in your place” he pinches harder. You close your eyes at the slight pain and pleasure he gives you.

You don’t know what to do. You want something, anything, to fill you up. But he’s not giving it to you. You suddenly feel a warm sensation on your thigh. You open your eyes to see him sucking on it. He’s trailing his fingers up and down your hips while he sucks and licks on your inner thighs.

If the teasing before wasn’t hell enough, this sure is. You can feel his wet tongue so close, unbearably close to your slit. Just like he did with your nipples, he swirls his way around but never on it. You want to buck your hips so you can feel the sensation you want, but his hands ground you to your seat when you try to. Even just his fingers would do, but still, you’re not getting those either. You can feel yourself throbbing down there. You begin to feel desperate. You want it so bad. You’ve never wanted it this bad.Tears were starting to well up at the corners of your eyes.

You fist his hair which made him look up at you.

“Kuroo please. I-I really can’t take it anymore.”

He stops and hovers over you again. He brushes the strands of hair away from your face and kisses you softly. You grip his shoulders. You feel like melting. It was so gentle. You feel your body relax. His middle finger slowly, very slowly traces your slit, stopping at your clit. He lingers there, stroking it very gently.

He pulls away from the kiss.

“Should I put it in, y.n?” It wasn’t a permission for consent. He just wants to hear it from you that you want it. You absent-mindedly nod.

He shakes his head. “Tsk tsk. That won’t do, kitten.”

He pinches your nipple again.

“Hnnnnng”

“Let’s try again. Should I use my fingers now to fuck you?”

That’s when you figure it out. He makes you lose control, something no one else has made you do. You’re used to men who are willing to do whatever you say just so they can have you in any way. You’re not used to this, and the alcohol in your system is making it harder for you to handle. You’ve never been this needy.

“Yes please” your voice throaty.

He leisurely inserts his finger. You bite your lip as you feel the length penetrate you. He stares at you, as if watching how you’d react to him. You feel a bit self-conscious so you look away. His finger thrust slowly in you. Then, he puts a second finger in. Your mouth gapes from the stretch in your warm center.

The pace of his fingers quicken. He is now pressing his thumb against your clit in circles while his fingers curl up while thrusting in you. You can’t do anything but close your eyes and savor the pleasure.

You can feel it. You feel the build up in your groin. You suddenly feel his mouth suck on your nipples, one after the other. Your body arched up. Just one more push, and you know that you will get the release you’ve been chasing after.

He suddenly grabs your waist, pulling you closer to him. His fingers slow down, but does not stop.

“y.n” you open your eyes. “I want you to look at me when you cum.”

You’re about to protest, but his fingers start to move fast again. This feels so good. How can you not close your eyes? You feel your eyes shutting.

He stops completely again.

“This is the last warning you get, kitten.” He’s smiling, but there was an edge on his voice.

“I will make you cum and you will look at me when you do so, understand?” his fingers moving again, but slowly only. You nod helplessly. You want to cum so bad.

He pumps his fingers in and out of you much faster than earlier. His thumb going frantic on your clit makes you writhe under him. He goes on, not losing his rhythm. It isn’t long until you feel yourself climbing up your peak.

“I-I’m...ahhh.. Kuroo” you clutch his shoulders tighter, looking only at him. You barely recognize your voice. “Can I cum now?” your voice is desperate. You saw something flicker in his eyes, but, you don’t have the energy to read on it. You just want your release.

“Cum, y.n”

With that, you crash back down with your orgasm taking over your body. There was no stopping your eye from clamping shut this time. Your body thrashes wildly as you feel the pleasure spread from your center to the tips of your fingers and toes. You feel dizzy both from the rapture of your climax and intoxication.

He does not say anything and lets you ride your high. He sucks on your shoulder while slowing down his fingers.

He looks at your post-orgasm state. You look so spent, so beautiful. Your hair is disheveled. Your top is still hitched above your chest which is heaving as you take deep breaths. Your lips are a tad apart since you were breathing through your mouth as well. He regrets stopping in this spot. He wanted to eat you out but his back hurt real bad when he went down on you before. He should’ve brought you straight home. There, he can do whatever he wants with you. His idiotic, petty self got the best of him when you said that you do not want him in your place. If you don’t want to be fucked in your place, he thought at least your car would do.

Looking at you now, he realized that he was so stupid. His place or yours, he will still fuck you senseless. When you asked him if you could cum, it was hell. He got a kick out of how you made him in charge of your orgasm. You were so hot and submissive. It drove him wild. He really would’ve fucked you then, but the constraints of your car wouldn’t let him do what he pleases.

He sighs. Now he suffers with the painful erection he has in his pants.

You open your eyes and look at him.

“Hey. Can you fix my clothes? I can’t ughh.. anymore” your voice was weak and tired.

He pulls up your pants and fixes your shirt. He also fixes your seat. You grab your tumbler and chug it. Then, you close your eyes again.

“Umm. So where to?” he asks. He’s praying that you don’t change your mind. He’ll probably smack himself if you suddenly want to go home now.

“Weren’t we going to your place?” You don’t bother to open your eyes as you speak. “Just wake me up when we’re there.”

He smiles triumphantly and drives away.

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Some positives in this game for sure.

CP was amazing especially after just having covid.

Dana looks a lot better and more confident on both ends of the floor but she needs to find the right balance of when to try really hard and when not to.

Anneli Maley really surprised me. Liked her energy and hustle. Also brings good versatility. Could see her making the roster, (I think the math would work)

Sparkle Taylor was also good but don't think she'll make the roster.

honestly even with the loss and the overall sloppiness (4th quarter turnovers 🤢), it was a pretty fun game. cp always has like 1 or 2 plays per game that really bug me, but overall she was really good tonight. i LOVE when she starts hitting 3s. totally agree that balance is key with dana. it felt very rookie-ish with her decision making in that sense? but between not getting a huge amount of minutes last year and not getting to play much overseas, that makes sense.

maley was fun on defense! if the other bench players are solid enough on offense i think it would be great to have her for the D and energy off the bench vibes. i think technically they would have to waive gardner to do it but it could totally work.

i liked sparkle but it felt like she didn't get involved enough. the shots she took were great, though. she has really good touch. that's someone where i really wish we could fit 12 because she could be such a good development piece off the bench

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ramp-it-up · 3 years

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Fresh Squeeze, Pt. 6

Pairing: Daveed Diggs x OFC Linden Marshall

Set in 2023, post-pandemic

Warnings: Cursing, Wild Thoughts™️, Angst, Yearning, 18+, Walmart shopping, Anime discussion, Anthony Ramos. Lots of Plot

Word Count: 2.8 K

Plot: Linden Marshall just finished law school at Columbia University in NYC. Daveed Diggs is still creating magic with his platonic life partner Rafael Casal in the form of their Blindspotting musical, Bay Boys. Linden’s boyfriend WAS Mark Monaco, star of the superhero movie series Invincible. They were together for years, and her trauma and his addictions were toxic. She knows now that wasn’t love.

A/N: Keep in mind that this the same AU as Arrivals, with Holly Woods, but is BEFORE Rafa and Holly get together.

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Isabela, Puerto Rico, May 2023

“We are about 30 minutes from our destination. Please stay seated with your seatbelts fastened. The pilot will let you know when it is safe to do otherwise. Enjoy the rest of the flight.”

The flight attendant’s announcement woke up Daveed. He felt warm and happy. And he had you in his arms.

Daveed moved his head down into your curls, and kissed the top of your head., checking to see if anyone was watching. Everyone was knocked the fuck out.

You had fallen asleep on his shoulder about 45 minutes into the flight after passing around champagne bottles. You were so cute, but he could tell that your neck was gonna be wrecked when you awoke.

Daveed had carefully maneuvered you so that he could pull up the armrest without waking you. You were dead to the world, so you waking up wasn’t a problem.

Then, he pulled you to his chest, situating the blanket around you two and leaning back. If he wanted anything from you right now, at the top of the list would be to be able to hold you like this and to show love.

He questioned that word in his mind. Love, really? He did love you, even if it was only as a good friend. But could it be more? Were you ready for that? Was he?

Daveed looked around to see Craig watching him and giving a thumbs up. No one else noticed, Rafa was on his laptop and he could have sworn that Anthony and Jasmine were doing something nasty under their blanket behind you.

He settled back into this feeling of being with you and fell asleep too, happy and content.

You woke up to a strange rhythm under your ear. It was a blue covered heartbeat, you recognized as you opened one eye, and it was insistent and hard, yet warm and safe. You shifted, held Daveed’s torso tighter and tried to drift back off. His arms tightened around you in response.

Then your eyes popped open.

“Oh shit!” You realized what was going on. You sat up slowly and squinted at Daveed’s smile and his damn low sexy voice.

“Hey sleepyhead.”

“Hey.”

You blushed and wiped your mouth.

“Shit, I’m sorry…” you wiped at his onesie. “I think I drooled all over your…”

You didn’t finish the sentence when you glanced at Daveed and caught his eye.

What you said that night came back to both of you. D’s eyes darkened and he licked his lips. For a minute, you were trapped by the static energy of your attraction. Daveed could do a lot with those lips right now if you’d let him.

But of course you fought it.

You took a deep breath and sat up, separating from Daveed more fully. You had to get it together. You reached for your phone and checked your face, making sure you weren’t too crusty.

“Practically perfect in every way.” Daveed was watching you.

“That’s your first mistake.” You clicked your camera off. “ Anything that’s perfect isn’t real. Or alive.” You had learned a lot in therapy.

“Truth.” Daveed looked at you appraisingly. “Such wisdom from a young one.” He leaned close to you. “That’s why I said, ‘practically.’” He was staring at your lips, not wanting to give up on meeting them again.

“I’m not a ‘young one.’ I’m thirty in two days.”

You lifted your chin as a child would do, Daveed noted. It was appropriate, because you were being stubborn as fuck right now.

He chuckled and stayed close, not letting you off the hook.

“And I’m 40. I could be your…”

The timbre of his voice was causing your pussy to vibrate. Holy fuck.

“...Daddy,” you said, huskily.

You opened your mouth to breathe, as Daveed grunted quietly in his throat. God, you wanted to fuck him. You remembered that you knew how big he was. Your eyes widened and you watched his mouth.

Daveed would teach you about Daddy. He wanted to rail you until your pussy curved to his dick. Got damn.

Daveed wanted you and you wanted him. It was crystal clear. He began to reach for you under the blanket when the flight attendant’s voice intruded on your vibe.

“We are beginning our descent into Rafael Hernández Airport, please stay seated with your seatbelts fastened and bring your tray tables and seats to an upright and locked position. The temperature is 75 degrees and the current time is 12:47 am. We should be at our gate shortly. Thank you.”

That’s it. The moment was gone. You reached for your water bottle and took a drink to cool down. You were grateful.

Daveed was frustrated, as he sat back, brought his seat up, but held the blanket on his lap for a little while longer. It wasn’t fair, he almost had you. He closed his eyes. Now he felt like a child.

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The crew finally arrived in town around 2 am, after the two hour flight and renting a couple of cars to get to Isabela, a village on the seaside.

Loud music was playing to avoid falling asleep, Rafael driving one car and Ant the other.

Arriving in town, the two cars headed straight to the Walmart to get some food and things. It was almost 2 am, but everyone was re-energized and playing around, glad to be free for the time being on the island.

Daveed had to concentrate to read the titles in the video section. His mind kept going back to the moment on the airplane. But he vowed not to chase you up and down this island. He didn’t want to crowd you. It had to be your decision.

You had to come to him. And the thought of you made him want to cum. He’d have you to think about in the shower tonight, or today, whatever.

He needed to stop thinking about it.

Daveed was looking for Black Dynamite to watch in the condo in case it rained. He knew better than to think that Walmart had it, but he tried anyway.

He did see Afro Samurai tho… He picked it up as Rafa approached him with a toy xylophone and a big grin.

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Puerto Rico did something to all of you. It was like some weird no inhibitions pollen or something. When you stepped off the plane you decided to not overthink shit. You were just going to respond naturally, fuck the consequences.

This was your weekend, after all.

You walked into the entertainment section and heard some vaguely familiar music. As you got closer, you realized what it was.

Daveed was in the book section rapping “Rubber Duckie” as Rafa played a toy xylophone.

I got my rubber duckie

I'm in the tub with bubblies

He isn't very fuzzy

I know my duckie loves me

Call up my homie Ernie,

You know the orange one, ya heard me

D was going in, being silly and laughing with his bestie. He was fucking adorable. You grinned at them and turned down the dvd aisle.

“I can’t believe they don’t have Cowboy Bebop.”

You shook your head as Daveed and Rafa walked up and flanked you at the display, a shopping cart by Daveed’s side.

“It’s a classic. Children will be referencing the War on Titan and it's after effects a hundred years from now."

Rafa just nodded and stroked his chin, having enough sense to be quiet.

“Wait, Attack on Titan is right here Lindy…” Daveed reached for a dvd and held it up in front of you.

Rafa shook his head and covered it with his hand.

"Spike Spiegel wasn't in Attack on Titan. That's an entirely different anime series, my dude."

The sardonic wit in your voice. Daveed just nodded, face on the floor, and put the blu ray down.

You squinted at what D had in his hand.

"Afro Samurai is 20 years old as well. You know that and not Cowboy Bebop? You put shame on your house. Old Man.”

You gave him a sexy grin and sauntered away shaking your head.

Rafa had been watching the scene, head on a swivel. All he had to say after you left was, “Boom. Roasted.”

Daveed just chuckled, surprised and exhilarated at the same time. It seemed that you were up to letting loose a little bit.

He looked at Rafa who just watched Daveed falling. He couldn’t catch him this time.

"Man. Tonight looks like the beginning of an EPIC weekend,” Rafa said as he pushed some more dvds into Daveed’s cart.

Then he pulled a pack of Magnum XLs off the shelf that he had been hiding under his arm from you.

Daveed looked at him. Rafa stared back.

“What? All these beautiful women on this island. I’m not gonna be unprepared or take any chances.”

Daveed shook his head, grimaced and looked around to see where you went, but you were nowhere to be found.

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You were busy eating some Hot Cheetos that you’d grabbed on the chip aisle and were turning down the candy aisle when you saw Grumpy Care Bear standing there with a basket full of food, dvds and shit, looking at some sour patch kids.

"Oh hell," you said as you turned right back around.

"Ay, yo. Lindy. You can get your candy. I'm not going to assault you with my inferior anime knowledge."

He laughed that sexy laugh and held up his hands. He sort of regretted calling you back because you walking away...Damn. Even in the Pikachu onesie.

Daveed continued to hold up his hands to show he didn't intend any harm, a smile on the lips that were your weakness earlier. Fuck me, you thought.

You smiled back at him and went for the Jelly Bellys. You crunched loudly on your Cheetos as you clocked him out on the low. You felt bad. A little.

"Look, I'm sorry about that in the dvds. I'm just passionate about what I like."

Daveed wondered if you liked him. Like liked him liked him. He allowed himself to go there.

You sucked the Cheeto dust off your fingers and it was making D feel some kinda way as he watched your fingers go in and out of your mouth. His eyes began to slide down your body.

He needed to stop. Daveed cleared his throat and looked at your face.

"No problem. I get it. It's all good."

Diggs unconsciously licked his lips and grinned, causing you to stare for a second at his casual hotness. This couldn't continue. You frowned.

Daveed sensed the change in mood, grabbed his Sour Patch kids and backed away.

“I’ll leave you to it.”

That was a close call you thought as you felt some weird pang of disappointment at him leaving. But it was what it was.

Soon enough, you all left the store. Rafa stole some of your Jelly Belly’s. You just handed over the pack to him and pulled out some more. You were prepared.

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When the crew finally got to the house, you dropped your bags and ran to the beach, celebrating four days of freedom from work, acting, fame, fortune, and expectations.

After a few minutes of staring at the waves, y’all made your way back up to the house.

When you walked in before Jazzy turned the lights on, you recognized a large dark expanse which seemed to be the back wall. As your eyes got adjusted, you noticed the white rolls of the waves on the shore.

The back wall was floor to ceiling glass. When the lights came up, it turned into a mirror and 6 characters in onesies stared back at you.

You were at the back of an open concept space with a huge u-shaped sectional sofa and a beautiful, big kitchen with a bar.

Daaaammmmmmnnn! This place is gorgeous! Craig’s mouth was hanging open. You reached over and closed it.

“Welcome to our home away from home!” Anthony was bleary eyed and smiling wide.

He pointed to the right of the house.

“Me and Jazzy’s room is over there,” he then pointed to the right of the house.

“The birthday girl’s room is opposite over there, a mirror of the master,” then he pointed to the back of the house behind you and to the right, “and the other four bedrooms are here.”

Ant started pulling their luggage toward their room, talking over his shoulder.

“Everybody gets their own room, even me, when I fuck up.”

All of you cracked up laughing whole Jasmine nodded her head.

It was almost 4 am, so you all were tired. You gladly pulled your suitcase to your room, feeling grateful and warm for being the guest of honor of your friends. Your room was the bomb.

You walked into a spacious room with bamboo wood floors,and exposed wooden beam ceilings and several floor to ceiling windows. There was a huge fluffy white rug under a comfortable king sized bed in the middle of the room.

Two uniquely designed bamboo lounge chairs and white pillow ottomans faced a window where you could look through and see the pool and beach.

It was a luxury get away and right now, all you wanted was a shower and the bed.

You put your suitcase on the floor and got down and opened it. You shook your head at what you saw.

“HOLY FUCK GOT DAMN SHIT!!!!”

Daveed, Craig and Jasmine came running at your screams. Rafa and Ant were behind.

“What happened.”

You were embarrassed. But so irritated.

“Craig. You got the wrong suitcase. This is Mark’s shit that he never came to get. None of my clothes are here. I have nothing to wear.” You felt like crying.

“I’m sorry Lindy, you said that your summer clothes and bathing suits were in the rolling soft Louis bag…”

I mean the large one. This is the medium one. It’s okay, Craig.

“You have nothing to wear hunh?”

Daveed was smirking at you and you ignored it, crossing your arms and tapping your foot.

“But it’s perfect!” You looked at Jasmine and her chipper British accent.

“We can go shopping for your birthday tomorrow. Treat yourself!”

You couldn’t help but smile at Jazzy’s happiness. She was right. Rafa and Ant went away and left y’all to that talk. Daveed was glued to his spot.

“OOooooh. Good Idea.” Craig was in.

“Ok.I’m tired as fuck. I just wanna shower and sleep now. I’ll not need anything tonight.

Daveed couldn’t get the image of you in the shower and naked in bed out of his head now. He cleared his throat.

“I can give you something to wear shopping tomorrow, Lindy.”

His voice was soft. You smiled at him and he was a goner.

“Man, you are like three times bigger than she is?” Jasmine didn’t understand.

“Hold up. Are you willing to sacrifice, D? Can we cut up one of your t-shirts and jeans?”

Daveed felt pain. The only t-shirts he had were Oaklandish.

“Let’s compromise. You can cut my jeans all you want, but not the shirt.”

Craig smiled wide. “Deal, if you throw in a belt.”

“Damn, Diggs…” was all that Jasmine said, smiling and shaking her head.

“Thank you Daveed. I appreciate it.” You were blown away.

Daveed played it off. “No problem…” And then he just turned around and walked out of your room.

“Girlllllllll!!!!” Craig and Jasmine squealed at you and it took you a minute to get them out of your room.

You walked into the en suite bathroom and marveled at its beauty. It was large, with a huge tub and a walk in glass encased shower with an overhead waterfall shower head.

You turned on the shower to get it hot, stripped off your onesie and your underwear, wrapped yourself in a towel and went back into the bedroom.

You stopped short, because there was Daveed standing in your room, clothes in hand.

He had immediately gone to find his least favorite jeans and the Oakland shirt that would suit you the best. He decided that you would look beautiful in blue.

You just in a towel was a sight to behold. He was sure that underneath that towel was paradise.

You stared at each other for a minute, Your eyes were glued to his.

“Th-thank you again Daveed.” He couldn’t discern if your hesitant, sexy voice was for him or from embarrassment.

“Sorry, I…. didn’t think you’d be… sorry.” He put his hands up and backed out of the room.

“Daveed.” You called, softly. “Stop.”

You approached him with a smile on your face. Daveed’s eyes were wide, not knowing what was going to happen.

“Thank you. I mean it.”

You stood on your tiptoes and kissed him on the cheek, your lips lingering. Daveed closed his eyes and fought the urge to grab you and hold you close to him.

“You’re welcome.” His smile wrinkled his eyes as he smiled down at you.

“Goodnight, Linden. Have sweet dreams for me.”

You just stared at him as he turned and left the room.

Daveed was just outside your door when he heard your reply.

“Yes, Sir.”

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isolemnlyswearpevensie · 4 years

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Everdream | Edmund Pevensie x Reader

Warnings: Fluff, making out, alluding to smut

Time/Era: The Golden Age

Word Count: 1.7k

Summary: Y/N and Edmund go on a late-night horse ride to stargaze.

A/N: This is inspired by the song “Everdream” by Epic Soul Factory. (You can listen to it here.) I really love this song (you should listen to it! It’s an amazing piece!) and I really wanted to write something that hopefully followed the vibe. Please send feedback and maybe a request while you’re at it!

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Cair Paravel was beautiful at twilight. Bright oranges and reds blended with the cool blue of the night to stain the sky with magnificent colors. The warm and cool tones weaved together to make a deep green barrier between the passing day and incoming night. It was absolutely stunning in Y/N’s eyes, which is why she always made it a point to be outside at this time. She loved to admire how the final rays of the sun reflected off of the white stone walls and how the warm evening air grew crisp. Everything and everyone around her starts to grow calm and time seems to pass differently.

Her favorite place to soak in the atmosphere was a stone wall just right of a large garden. Here, she could look out at the water and watch the sun disappear behind the towering trees. Here, she can watch the colors dance upon the sails of massive ships like projectors and feel the brisk air flow around her. Sure the stone was bumpy, jagged, and sharp in some places and she had ripped many of her gowns because of it, but this was her spot. And her spot was where she liked to be.

Sometimes, one of the royal family would join her in her silence. Lucy would come when she was feeling happy; she loved Y/N’s company and liked to admire the sky. Occasionally, she would break the silence to point out a star that was just starting to appear, or a rabbit that was rushing by. Overall, she was a bottle of warm and inviting energy. She was always welcome with Y/N on her wall. Susan would come whenever she wanted to talk. She knew Y/N would listen. Her brothers and younger sister tended to interrupt her before she could fully explain herself, so Y/N’s continued silence was like a breath of fresh air. Peter would come whenever he had a stressful day, or whenever he knew a tough time was to come. He would just sit next to Y/N on the wall as if he was meditating. If he wanted to talk, he could but if he didn’t, he wasn’t pushed to. Y/N was nice company and the silence was always comforting right before bed. Edmund would come whenever he wanted to, which was more often than his siblings. He and Y/N had been an item for almost three years, so it sort of counted as a date. The two knew that they didn’t need anything flashy; just being together was more than enough. He always waited a little while, though, to make sure his siblings weren’t planning on joining his girl on the wall. Edmund knew that if they were there, they needed her and who was he to come in between that? Sometimes, Y/N would be alone with her thoughts.

Edmund sat silently next to her, looking out over the water. He had rid himself of his armor and crown, so his loose clothes and messy hair swayed in the breeze. His feet dangled freely, while her’s were crossed at the ankles.

“There’s going to be a full moon tonight,” Y/N’s voice was soft as she glanced over at Edmund. The shadows on his face shifted as he met her gaze. Y/N observed it. It seemed to contour his jaw, making his features look sharp and as if he was sculpted from marble. Ed always looked great at twilight, Y/N thought.

“Yeah?” He leaned back ever so slightly, his weight being supported by either hand gripping the wall. “That means it’ll be bright enough to see without a torch.”

“I was thinking maybe we could go for a ride,” Y/N turned her attention to a large Naval ship floating directly in the middle of the bay. “Unless you need to rest for tomorrow. Big meeting right? We can just go to bed instead.”

“The meeting isn’t really important, and besides, Pete does most of the work anyway.”

Ed had grown extremely nonchalant about meetings since the four had landed in Narnia. When he was younger, he used to stress about it for days beforehand. I guess when you sit through so many meetings about the same thing, the anxiety turns into familiarity.

“Whatever you say, oh magnificent one.” Y/N pushes herself off of the wall flattens her skirt out. “Oh wait, my bad, that’s Peter.”

Edmund frowns, “I can be magnificent too, love.” He follows her off of the wall and takes her hand in his.

The forest was quiet at this time of night so the sound of hooves on the dry dirt was easy to hear. Y/N trailed Edmund, staring at his back. The thin material of his renaissance Romeo style shirt allowed his shoulder blades and back muscles to be on full display. They moved every time he pulled on the rein. At one point during the ride, he turned around and caught Y/N admiring him. His smile became cocky once he saw the look in her eye.

“I can practically feel your eyes burning a hole in my back, Y/N.” He laughs, twisting his body back to face the front.

“Well, where else am I supposed to look? I don’t know where we’re going!!” Y/N’s voice came out as more of a whine than a defense, making Edmund laugh.

“Well, lucky for you, we’re almost there.”

Edmund leads Y/N into a small clearing and swings his leg over his horse. The circle was made up of around ten trees and a plush carpet of grass. It wasn’t much, but it had the most gorgeous view of millions of stars above. The stars were twinkling and a few planets were visible. Y/N stared upwards, trying to absorb all of the beauty.

“Tada, I found this last week when I was riding and I thought of you.” Edmund planted himself on the ground, leaning against a tree. “I thought we could stargaze and talk. We haven’t been able to talk a lot lately.”

Y/N slid into his open arms and laid a hand on his chest. “I know, it’s not your fault your busy. It’s no one’s fault. You’re king.” She feels him sigh underneath her.

“I know, I know, it still makes me feel guilty though. I feel as though I haven’t been able to put as much time into our relationship as I should.” He takes a strand of Y/N’s hair between his fingers and tucks it behind her ear. His hand gently runs along her cheek before sliding down her arm.

“I’m happy if you’re happy, Ed.” Y/N places a quick peck on his cheek and looks back up at the sky.

The sky looked as though someone dumped glitter on a black piece of construction paper. Intricate designs and swirls littered the atmosphere as if it was a painting. It was complicated and organized, yet messy and chaotic. Edmund’s fingertips lightly brush up and down Y/N’s arms making her skin erupt with goosebumps. Y/N squirms under his touch.

“What’s wrong?” Edmund asks, moving his hand down to squeeze Y/N’s hip and pull her onto his lap. In the process, Y/N’s long skirt moves up her leg.

“Nothings wrong, darling.” Y/N mumbles staring at a tree to her right. She knew what her love was about to do, just not how he was going to do it. Edmund kisses her jaw and down to her neck. His cold nose brushes against her pulse point making her instinctively shut her eyes. He takes her waist in both hands and positions her body so she’s straddling his long legs. She could feel the rough fabric of his trousers and fought the urge to move against it. Her dress bunches around her waist, draping against his hips.

“Ed, what are you doing?” Her voice was shaking as he continued to kiss and suck at her neck. Edmund’s hands find her waist once more and he begins massaging them over the thin material of her summer dress. His teeth scrape ever so slightly over the soft skin of her neck and she gasps.

Edmund moves off of her skin and brings his mouth to her ear. He’s so close that she can feel his hot breath fan over her ear. “I’m putting time into our relationship that I’ve been missing lately.” Edmund’s voice is husky and low, coming out as a deep growl.

Y/N’s head dips down and she presses her lips to his. They taste vaguely of devils food cake, the dessert they had for dinner. It was intoxicating; her head began to get light and she felt like she was getting high off of Edmund. Her hands find their way to his face, one brushing past his cheek to grip the back of his hair. She admired the way it feels in her hand. Edmund’s hair was always so soft, Y/N didn’t know how he did it. His dark locks flow in between her fingers like water, twisting and turning in every which way and falling in loose curls. She grips a handful of hair near the nape of his neck and pulled. Hard.

The sound Edmund let out was sinful; it came from somewhere deep in his throat and Y/N had only heard it a few times before. She loved that sound almost as much as she loved Edmund. He began to kiss her more harshly now, his hands starting to move her hips back and forth against him. Y/N let out a whimper and pulled away from the kiss.

“You have a meeting tomorrow, my king.” Y/N said, breathless with swollen lips. His eyes darkened and his jaw clenched.

“Fuck meetings.”

The two love birds eventually made it back to the castle, nodding at a guard and dropping their horses off at the stables. They brought the duvet up to their chins and settled down for the night.

“Maybe I’ll skip tomorrow and lay in bed with you all day. We can talk about what’s happening in that pretty little head of yours. You can tell me about what you thought of when looking at the water.”

“I don’t know, Susan might scold me if I miss again. I’m not sure how she got the title of gentle.”

Edmund groaned. “I’ll talk to her, please? I miss you.” “Whatever you say, lover boy. But don’t think I won’t throw you under the bus.”

“Deal, my siblings don’t scare me.”

“I feel like they should, they’re quite good in battle.”

Edmund put a hand over his heart. “Excuse me? Who’s the one who fights with two swords?”

“Sorry, I can’t hear you, I’m sleeping.”

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