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inf3ct3dd · 8 months
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HOT TO GO!
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warnings: gay ppl (ewwww omg 🙄🙄)
authors note: im a sucker for a barista au, what can i say 😕 also im obsessed w this song rn
5,6,5-6-7-8!
you started prepping the coffee beans, pouring them into a large class container while you moved your head back and forth, music blasting through your headphones.
you loved working the opening shift. most people definitely would not, but giving that you had an insane sleep schedule and were already awake at 4am, you decided to take it.
your favorite part? you worked by yourself.
you had always loved doing weird shit in your room. acting out fake scenarios, having fake concerts, dancing around to music, girly shit!!! but having a roommate, a very reserved quiet girl named amy who went to sleep at 9pm every night (weirdoooo…) you didn’t have very much…freedom.
but the opening shift? you could be as weird as you wanted to. it was basically like your room, if your room was a coffee shop.
you walked into the supply room, still dancing around to your music. you were grabbing random milks and flavorings to bring back to the front, when you started singing into one of the milk containers as you walked back.
you set it down in its proper place, now spinning yourself around and checking that everything was in its place. you bounced on your feet, music still blaring in your ears.
“H-O-T-T-O-G-O U CAN TAKE ME HOT TO GO!”
you suddenly had a background in cheer, singing along to the chant in the song and shaping your arms into the letters, adding in your own random choreography you made up.
you look at the clock, reading [4:45 AM], indicating you’ll be opening soon.
most people didn’t show up til at least 5:30, so you knew you had nothing to worry about, deciding to make yourself a drink.
well, what you cant see cant hurt you, right?
a girl approached the glass entrance of the coffee shop, stopping to read the hours.
you were still lost in your own world, mixing your chai latte while dancing and singing behind the counter. you were very into it, committing to the fake choreo you made yourself for the chorus. you mixed your chai and oat milk together, shaking them in the mixing cup while moving your hips back and forth and switching sides with the cup you were shaking.
the girl quickly noticed you, and a smile crept onto her face as she watched you move around. you didn’t notice her at all, still lost in your musical barista-ing.
you effortlessly scooped some ice into your cup, pouring the latte over it and putting a cap on. you’re moving in an almost perfect rhythm, your movements matching the beats of the song. a cheesy smile is plastered as you finish, drawing a smiley-face on your cup before taking a sip.
you look up to the clock, seeing its now 5:00, and you have to move the “open” sign. you take a sip of your drink first, closing your eyes in contentment as you taste it.
“perfect!”
the girl is still looking at you through the glass, enamored by how happy you are at 5 in the morning. you completely contrasted her. your bright sweater under your overalls, curls pulled up into a high ponytail, and glasses now sitting low on your nose seemed to fit your personality (or her rough impression of it from staring at you for five minutes) perfectly. she almost wishes you don’t notice her, you seem so in your element.
her wishes are not obeyed, as you look over at the door and lock eyes with her almost immediately, slightly jumping at her sudden presence and the fact that she was most definitely staring at you.
how long has she been there….
you lower your headphones onto your neck, music still leaking through.
you look at the girl for a second, taking in her features (or what you can see from across the cafe), and the main note you got was gay.
and kinda hot.
she had redish-brown hair, cut into a mullet stopping at the bottom of her neck. her jade-green eyes were staring right at you, and they perfectly complimented the brown freckles adorning her face. she had layered a dark grey long sleeve with a black band tee, with a pair of greyish-blue jeans and some seriously fucked up converse.
you quickly snap out of your daze, setting your drink down and walking over to the door. you flip the open sign over so it reveals the “open” side to the people entering, and unlock the door for the girl.
“sorry for the uh…wait? i dunno how long you were out there.”
she lightly giggles before walking into the store.
“yeah, you seemed like you were having a good time.”
you offer a laugh in response, walking behind the order counter.
she definitely saw me.
“you know what you want?”
you slightly wince at your words, feeling not very customer-service-y. your nerves were getting the best of you.
“hm…i dunno, whats that?”
ellie gestures towards your drink.
“my favorite! its just a chai latte, but i put oat milk and brown sugar syrup!”
you smile, content with your reply. it clearly rubs off on the brunette, as she smiles back at you.
“does it come with a performance?”
you roll your eyes at her response, laughing slightly.
“nah, gotta pay extra for that.”
you type her order into the cashier, still smiling.
“how much?” she jokingly asks, making the both of you giggle.
you look down at her hands on the counter , fingers slightly tapping it, the sound of her silver rings hitting it quietly repeating.
those are some homosexual hands.
“can i get that hot though? my professors classroom’s fuckin freezing.”
you laugh again, giving her a nod and changing the order in the system.
“is that it, window stalker?”
she chuckles at you.
“should be, twinkle toes.”
you roll your eyes at her, grabbing a cup and your pen.
“you got a real name, or should i just put that?”
“ellie. do you have a real name?”
you give her your name, writing hers down on the cup, along with a heart and some sparkles.
she repeats your name, nodding before paying and leaning on the counter of the pickup area.
you make her drink, still moving around a bit as you make it. you cant help it!!! you’re happyyyy :))
ellies really taking the stalker thing to heart, trying her hardest not to stare. but she CANT, you just look too perfect to not admire. shes never seen someone this giddy at work.
you decide to make a simple heart design with the milk, expertly pouring it into a perfect shape.
you proudly walk over to the pickup area, setting the drink down in front of you.
“here.”
you slide the drink in front of her, a proud smile plastered on your face.
she stares at the drink, face practically lighting up.
“wow, all this for me?”
she says, fake shocked.
a heart? is this how baristas flirt?
“cute drink for a cute girl.”
you look back at her, and see her features overcome by a slight red tint.
she smiles back at you, taking the cup into her hands and turning it over to see her name on the side, adorned with hearts and sparkles. adorable.
without a second thought you walk over to your cashier station. ellies shocked by your sudden disappearance, and slightly disappointed. but she cheers up when she sees you’re writing something down.
you walk back over to her, number in hand, and a cheesy grin on your face.
“here. so you don’t have to sit outside and stare at me anymore.”
she graciously accepts the paper, putting it in her pocket.
“who said this is gonna stop me? i enjoyed the show.”
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rosestarlightkatarina · 5 months
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oisins-stuff · 1 year
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neteyam & lo'ak x male reader headcannons!
╭── ⋅ ⋅ ── ✩ ── ⋅ ⋅ ──╮
neteyam;
he would be one of those guys that always says boyfriend because he thinks its pretty
like he'd introduce you by saying "this is y/n, my boyfriend!" all happy
he would want to take care of you since thats what hes used to
if you take care of him he'd be really awkward at first
he probably would invite tuk to go hang out with you two because he loved that you guys got along
lo'ak would starting treating you different, calling you bro and messing with you all the time
neytiri would act like you were another son and jake would try to get you to go on hunts with him and the others to bond
kiri would always make fun of you guys for cuddling and stuff like roll her eyes or gag
he would really like putting his arms around you, holding your hand, lifting you up or any physical touch
ESPECIALLY in public
if you got hurt he wouldn't leave your side, probably sending lo'ak to get things you needed
lo'ak;
he would be really scared of calling you his boyfriend at first, but then he wouldn't stop
if anyone said anything to him about being gay in a negative way he'd get defensive and aggressive but if you were around he would try to ignore it
he wouldn't invite tuk but she'd always tag along anyways
neytiri and jake would be very loving, like they would with any of their childrens partners
neteyam and kiri would always try to embarrass lo'ak in front of you, tell embarrassing childhood stories or scare him
lo'ak really likes playing with your tail and hair if your talking to someone or busy
he isn't too possessive and he would just laugh if a girl asked you out, if it were a guy he'd probably try to seem all big and tough
if you got hurt he'd make tuk get you thing while he sat with you
sorry for not posting, im working on a couple longer fics and ive been sick but i hope this is enough to satisfy my many fans while i work on pleasing the kingdom 🙏🏻🙏🏻
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rainydayathogwarts · 9 months
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𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐨𝐝 >> 𝐒𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐮𝐬 𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧
this is a small series I'll be uploading. I'll post each character on its own, but the character i'll be writing this for are: Harry, Ron, Percy, Oliver, Remus, Sirius, James.
warnings: kind of smut, swearing, idk
sirius! is the type who would get extremely excited when you tell him that you're in the mood because it'd be one of the rare moments that he's not the one trying to drag you into his dorm to fuck. So you're cuddling into his side in the common room and the whole friend group is around, but the only thing you can think about his him. Just everything about him; his hands, his back muscles, his thighs, his smile, his arm that was around your waist, holding you against his chest. And it was all just doing too much for you. You feel Sirius's chest move with his laughter and turn your head to look at him.
He catches you eye and grins at you, so you lean even closer to him until your mouth is almost touching his ear. "Baby, I want you so bad right now." And his smile widens, he raises eyebrows, and you start to rethink your decision. You cock your head to side and in an instant, he's grabbing your hand and is on his feet, not even bothering to give the group an excuse as they whistle teasingly at you. As soon as the door to his dorm closes, your back is pressed up against it and soft lips are passionately pressed against yours. Of course, Sirius will do everything to please you because you asked him so nicely.
He'll press kisses onto your entire body, then have you on your back with his head between your thighs, sucking and kissing your clit, making you come at least once before you can have him properly. He'll have you whining and begging, but he won't make you wait; he'll listen to your every word. Then, he'll give his dick to you how you want it, all you need to do is tell him. You want to ride him? Done. You want him to take you from behind? Done. Missionary? Done.
However, don't get used to him treating you like this because when you're not the one who wants to drag him away, it's likely that he'll tease you with no end until you're relentlessly begging him to give it to you. And in that case, he'll probably bend you over something and whisper filthy nothings into your ear.
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upon-a-starry-night · 2 years
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Y/n: *unable to stop staring at Wanda’s hands*
Wanda: *noticing* oh- I promise I have my powers under control you don’t need to be scared-
Y/n, flabbergasted: I’m not scared Wanda, I’m Gay!
Bonus-
Wanda: *Blushing furiously *
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solarkindred · 1 year
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LBD SON!MREADER x RED SON
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Even more gay thoughts about LMK.
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Y/N blinked as he looked into the crystalline blue visor. He could just barely see the blank white eyes of a possessed Red Son, child to the Demon Bull King and Princess Iron Fan, a wielder of flame.
An essential piece to Y/N’s defeat.
Too bad Red Son was now among Y/N’s top generals within his army of bone spirits and demons.
His mother had a wide network of contacts, ones she saved specifically for Y/N. The White Lady was a cruel woman, an almost true embodiment of evil. It was why many people feared her.
And her son, even more so. If the Lady Bone Demon was a nigh perfect iteration of evil, than her son was the bane of all things good. Born to a bone spirit and the Black Dragon of the North Sea, Y/N was a truly formidable force, equally as vile and malicious as his mother.
So why? Why was the only son to the White Lady so gentle with his enemy? Y/N traced the ice encased face of Red Son with his own icy hand. He hated how his left arm looked. Flesh stopped at his elbow and from there only bone. His bones where then encased in a thick and enhanced blue ice. It was made by his mother. And he despised it.
Tapping the ice with his sharp finger, the ice mask fell away from Red Son’s face and formed a thick blue collar on his neck. With a jolt Red Son’s once white returned to their original fiery auburn. Alarmed by the closeness of the hybrid Red Son stepped back only to slip on the smooth and slippery ice covered obsidian floor. Y/N caught Red Son by the small of his back, making the the ice wielder appear to be dipping Red Son. Red Son shivered at the feeling of his enemy’s freezing hand on his back, holding him up from a disgraceful fall.
Red Son scrambled to set himself straight on the thin ice, clutching on to Y/N’s arms to balance himself. As much as the red clad demon hates relying on this half dragon, he is by no means used to walking on ice. And besides, this is inly temporary! He’ll let go once he gets his proper footing!
“… Are you alright?” Y/N asked quietly, deep blue eyes boring deep into Red Son’s. Red Son felt exposed under such a stare. “Y–yes. I’m perfectly fine! I don’t need help from one such as you!” he snarled. Y/N blinked before shrugging off Red Son’s hands,”If that is the case then you have no need to cling to me.”
As Red Son was beginning to slide away he clawed at Y/N’s clothing and glued himself to the bone spirit’s arm to stop himself from flailing like a newborn baby.
Once again, realizing how he looked, he pushed away from Y/N only to indeed flail like a newborn and fall face first into the floor. Y/N couldn’t help the snicker that fell from his lips. Hearing the sound, Red Son tried to summon his fire only for it to appear as meek little sparks from his hands. Appalled by the discovery he looked at his hands and then to Y/N, who was looking at him the smallest smirk. That made Red Son even more mad,”WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO ME?!” he demanded. Y/N tapped his own neck, the exact spot where the ice collar was on Red Son,”Nothing much. Just a simple seal to block the use of your flames until I call upon them.”
That pissed off Red Son,”WHAT?!? HOW DARE YOU!! YOU VILE CREATURE, ONCE I GET MYSELF FREE FROM THIS PATHETIC COLLAR I WILL BURN YOU ALIVE!” he shrieked, hair glowing vibrantly but not bursting into flame. Y/N chuckled, walking gracefully across the ice (Red Son wondered quietly how Y/N managed to walk on this ice) and used his clawed hand to make Red Son look at him,”I’d like to see you try. But, alas, it is not you who has control over your body…” Y/N snapped his other, fully flesh, hand, the collar surged from his neck and making the ice visor again, allowing the half dragon full control of Red Son again,”… It is I.”
Letting go of Red Son’s now limp head, he silently commanded for his “Bluespark General” to rise and stand next to him. The possessed demon followed the order, standing at full attention and walking steadily across the ice to stand beside the grandiose spiky throne, the ice of which it is made of glimmered tauntingly at Y/N. He hated that throne. But his feet hurt and the over the top throne was only form of comfortable seating.
And so, within the tall imposing and frozen-over volcano, sat Y/N son to Lady Bone Demon and Xuanlong the Black Dragon of the North Sea. Accompanied by the only child to the Demon Bull King and Princess Iron Fan, Red Son. Who knows, perhaps fate might turn out differently than what everyone expects?
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By that I mean Red Son and Y/N kiss. And learn to be open and more human.
“A FROZEN FLAME FOR A CROOKED HEART”
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bylertruther · 11 months
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do you ever think about how will probably wishes he was braver?
that he could tell mike the truth about himself without having to speak in code. that he could stick to his guns when he's been wronged and stand up for himself rather than tucking tail and turning the other cheek. that he could be less shy, less sensitive, less cowardly, and maybe then his loved ones wouldn't forget about him as often as they do.
maybe then they would pick him first, rather than leaving him for last. maybe then they would want to hang out with him and hear what he has to say. maybe then they would treat him like they used to, like he can still take care of himself just like they can, instead of like a fragile little thing that they pick up only when they need him. maybe then they would care about him as much as he cares about them. maybe then he wouldn't doubt that it could all come crashing down once they know who he really is, and always has been, because the rest of him would've been enough.
like, maybe he wishes he didn't freeze or run away so much. maybe he wishes he wasn't so afraid all the time, of every little thing. that he could be brave like mike, el, or his mom. i mean, el's been through so much, too. why can't he be more like her? why does he have to hide behind her? he hides behind her when the monsters come crawling back, and he hides behind her when he can't bring himself to say what he really means—even after getting on her case about it.
he spent so much time on that painting. he didn't let anyone see it—it was that special to him. why couldn't he own up to that? there's no monster in the van with him; it's just him and mike and this painting of the party, nothing inherently incriminating or romantic, and still—he can't help himself. he retreats back into the shadow, shrinks into himself, and tells lie after lie to the person that he never lies to, that he knows doesn't fucking deserve that, just because he's too scared.
of course he'd feel like a mistake sometimes. of course he'd hate who he is (if That script is to be believed), when he can't even talk to the one person that would understand without lying straight to his face, over and over again, like a fucking hypocrite. of course he'd feel so lost without the person that tells him it's okay to be this way and shows him that there is indeed strength in it. of course he'd hate who he is when he's encouraging someone to be true and speaking about their courage, all while being incapable of taking his own advice, and giving the credit for all of his love and efforts and emotions to someone else.
so many people died to bring him back, so many people died just because he didn't stay dead when maybe he should have, and for what? so that he can continue to hide rather than live his life? so that he can turn into a "worse" version of himself? so that he can live in fear? so that he can continue to ache for a past that he can never return to, while everyone else moves forward and berates him for not doing the same? time stopped in the upside down when will went missing, and he's been stuck there ever since, too. too much has happened for him to move on from. too much has changed—he's changed. he's too different now, in every way, and the older he gets the more clear it becomes.
of course he'd feel like a mistake. of course he'd hate who he is. he's the common denominator here: in his loneliness and in this war. the boy who came back to life when others didn't. the boy that got possessed and couldn't fight it. the boy that turned into a liar and a coward and must learn to live with it, even if it's at his own expense. the boy that can't let go of the past and whom the past won't let go of either, because even after everything, he's still connected to this great evil that won't let him go. they got it out of him, and yet the tether remains, because of-fucking-course it would.
just—why? why him? why can't anything ever go right with him? why is he always the outlier? i think that overwhelming amount of fear, shame, grief, guilt, exhaustion, and loneliness would wear anyone down, let alone a teenager that never asked for any of it and has experiences so unfathomably unique that the only other people that could have possibly understood are literally dead.
#will byers#byler#mine#long post#will#anyway. this is how i always interpreted the i hate WHO i am line especially in conjunction with the word ''mistake'' + being different#within the context of EVERYTHING that's happened to will and continues to happen to him and how unique it is to him in this narrative#bc rly. if you were will.... wouldn't you feel like a mistake? even outside of that outside of the supernatural i'm speaking to my#friends that have ''Something Wrong'' with them. when something happens to you and you're not the same after and you're surrounded#by people who are able to move on and be normal—don't you ever have those moments where you feel like a mistake? when you're#growing up and still interested in your same old interests but your friends start moving on and then you see that they went back to#those interests in your absence—don't you feel like you were the problem then? when people are able to be brave and you can't#find it within yourself to overcome your fear—don't you hate that feeling? don't you feel that negativity towards yourself when you#know that you SHOULD do something but you can't bring yourself to and it works against yourself? like. everything that has happened#to will E V E R Y T H I N G !!!!!!!!!!!!! can easily make anyone no matter what part of him you relate to the most understand that#u kno wht i mean? anyway. i jus wanted to bring this up bc his life is a fucking tragedy even without the gay stuff n his current pov on th#and the way that That conversation always centers on fear and bravery it's like. obviously being gay is not easy in that era but i don't#think that line is ''i hate being gay'' with no factoring in of the great many things that have happened to him which alienate him further#as well as with how he does want mike to know and his alan turing poster and his talk with jonathan etc etc#his conflict has always centered around how other people treat him and his issue with that bc that's what makes him feel bad#that just because he's different that doesn't mean that he's Different and must be treated as such#he's different and has people that make him feel BETTER for it like look at s2 for example all of those talks abt using what he perceives#as a weakness abt himself as a strength that no one else can bring to the table. and in s3 when he still believed in being a nerd#and never getting girlfriends etc but when it came from mike thts when he called himself stupid n started down this path bc now#there's that sprinkle of doubt. n tht doubt is the scariest thing in the world—understandably so#also. he literally has an evil monster in his brain like bdkfjhsbkdjhfbskj IT'S JUST A LOT.#he is different for many reasons and has even more reasons to hate Who he is the kind of person that he is#jus my take 😁👍
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hoejosatoru · 1 year
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Need to write a fic where Gojo and Geto are both fucking you. Gojo in your pussy and Geto in your ass & they’re both saying the lewdest shit about good you feel squeezing them. Talking to each other about you being a good slut like you’re not even there. Them being able to feel their cocks moving against each other through the walls of your pussy/ass. Hmm… much to think about.
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lazywerebat · 9 months
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Laddie: Dwayne?
Dwayne: yes buddy?
Laddie: can i go on the roller coaster?
Dwayne: what did y/n say?
Laddie: he said no
Dwayne: why are you asking me then?
Laddie: because hes not boss of you
Dwaynes thoughts: its a trap its a trap its a trap its a trap
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welcometogrouchland · 2 years
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Stories abt teenage girls who are unabashedly cringey but still treated seriously as the hero of their stories and given depth and nuance by the narrative I am kissing you on the mouth
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lovedeadlywhispers · 2 years
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hey im looking for male readers fan fics its very rare to find a good one and luckily i found yours i really liked the yoongi piece that u did😊
could i request jaehyun with a male reader where the male reader is a trainee and he is kinda annoyed/jealous with jaehyun because he gets all the attention. it turns out jaehyun likes him so he keeps on trying to get close but the reader thought he was being an ass trying to annoy him more. maybe also add like a hate sex if its okay 😗
Tell Me Why
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Genre: angst, a bit of fluff and a dash of smut
Kinks: rimming, fingering, hickey, revenge sex, slight mirror sex, light choking, and facials
Warnings: unprotected sex, blunt sex terms, aggressive sex, a bit of arguing and tsundere themes for the reader. 
Word Count: 3,489
Note: i know that this is a super old request but it was first one on my list to get back to. i'm trying to come back to doing these and hope that i did this justice~ enjoy!
look at that stupid face. 
that stupid smile. 
you couldn't help but think such negative thoughts as you stood in the most passively aggressive stance you could muster. your hands were folded across your chest, your hip slightly jutted to the side and your tongue pressed against your cheek. 
your inflamed eyes bore into the stupid cheeky smile of jeong yun-o, or jaehyun as his ever so loyal fans called him by. he and the rest of nct 127 were supposed to come from the car to the building, but of course nctzens were crowded around the front screaming their heads off. even more so when jaehyun stepped out with that stupidly handsome smile and wave. they were going crazy over just this and it was so irritating how easy it was for him to gain so much attention just by smiling. 
eventually jaehyun finally came inside with a bit of coaxing from the staff. you stood there watching to see if he would notice you standing there and to your demise. . . he noticed you. 
"oh hey, yn!" he casted that stupid smile your way now and it made your blood boil. you just rolled your eyes, turned heel and walked away leaving jaehyun bewildered about your attitude. had he done something wrong? technically no but that didn't make your dislike for him any less real. 
to busy yourself and these angry thoughts you decided to try pushing yourself again, a common thing you did ever since becoming a trainee for sm entertainment. as a trainee everyone's eyes were always on you and not in the way that you wanted them to be. . . no they were on your weight, your eating habits, your sleep routine, your daily life, your style, every single thing about your entire existence could make or break whether or not you'd make it as a trainee. 
of course you had accumulated some of your own fans but only a small amount that thought you were kinda cute and couldn't wait to see what you'd get done. . . however they as well as the staff and trainers all had the same comment about you. 
your dancing needed work. 
it's what kept you up late at night, dancing until you collapsed. you lived and breathed dancing because it was the one thing that you knew you absolutely had to get down or might as well kiss this dream goodbye. 
so you danced and you danced, song after song and move after move. you danced until your feet throbbed and your muscles ached, you danced until your shirt was soaked in sweat and your lungs felt like they were on fire. your blood started to pump faster, a strange ringing began to fill your ears and you started to feel a strange cold sensation start to dribble down your neck. 
suddenly the music ended, your movements froze for the stiff second and you found yourself beginning to fall over. 
"woah!" you heard someone say as you felt yourself slam against something warm and soft, arms wrapping themselves around you as they shielded you from falling over. "careful now-" you felt something pressing against your lips, "here, drink this." 
it was the tip of your water bottle, you clamped your lips around it and hurriedly drank some causing yourself to cough. 
"easy, not too fast. just breathe okay?" 
you groaned softly, raising a hand to your head and rubbed it before slowly looking up at your savior, eyes blinking away the darkness to see. . . jaehyun. 
you pushed yourself away from him instantly, causing him to stagger back slightly. "i don't need your help." you said in an angry tone, glaring daggers into him as you turned to walk away and nearly fell over again. 
"yn stop-" he reached for your arm in which you instantly slapped his hand away, glaring at him again. 
"i said i don't need your help, get lost." you growled before snatching your water bottle away from him and made your way towards the door. 
"yn, yn wait!" jaehyun called after you, you can hear his footsteps behind you hurrying as you continued out of the door. 
"leave me alone."
"why? why are you acting like this? did i do something wrong?" jaehyun asked, sounding almost desperate for the answer. 
you huffed, "i don't need to answer that." you said walking towards the showers that the trainees had to share. 
"i think i deserve a reason as to why you hate me." 
"i don't hate you." you said as you tried to close the door behind you. 
however, jaehyun jammed his foot in the way and grasped the door, keeping it open, "then why are you treating me like this? i have done nothing but be kind to you since you started training. i am always promoting your debut and hyping you up. i have on numerous occasions offered to help you train and even make sure you always have what you need." jaehyun rambled, looking a little pouty about being disliked. 
"oh come off your high horse, jaehyun! we all know you're doing it out of pity, out of clout. 'awe jaehyun is being so nice to the trainees' 'he's so handsome and polite' 'gosh jaehyun is the best'." you said in a mocking female tone in annoyance. 
"what?"
"don't 'what' me! it's what you live for! you're being such a prick using me to get yourself liked more, well you can screw off. i don't need you or your clout or any of your damn promotions. i am more than capable of working my ass off all on my own without some prince charming thinking he's saving me!" you try to shut the door again. 
this time, jaehyun pushes passed the door causing you to stagger back, you couldn't read the look on his face as he advanced towards you. it filled you heart with a strange fear as you backed up, filling like a prey getting stalked by its predator until your back touched the cold metal of the lockers. "j-jaehyun. . ."
jaehyun stopped just in front of you before slamming his hands against the lockers making a loud clang that caused you to flinch away, whimpering. jaehyun saw how scared you looked before taking a deep breath, "you don't understand how much your words hurt me, yn." he said softly, a near whisper that danced in the air between you two. 
"what?"
"don't 'what' me." he echoed your words from earlier, "you think i'm some 'prick' who cares about clout? that i do this for attention? well maybe you're not completely wrong-" you felt your blood start to boil at that, "but not their attention. yours. . ."
you blinked in sheer confusion at his words. "huh?"
his eyes sparkled with a bit of amusement at your reaction. "yours, yn. i do it all for your attention. i miss the way you used to look at me with such admiration and actually smile when i walked by. . . now-" his eyes darken as he grabs your chin, "now you've been acting so cruel and saying things you don't understand."
you blushed, feeling a strange feeling in your chest, "let go of me-"
"not until you hear what i have to say." 
"i don't want to! i don't care about your stupid excuses! you think you're making it better for yourself but really you're painting yourself an even more egotistical prick. you want my admiration back? not gonna happen pal."
jaehyun glared at you, "fine, don't listen. i don't have to speak for you to understand." he said as he started to lean in. 
"woah woah! what are you doing?"
"i'm going to kiss you." he said in a "duh" sort of tone. 
your eyes widened, "w-wait-" but before you can speak further, his lips slammed against yours. you pushed your hands against his chest, smacking it as you struggled to move away. he, however, didn't stop as he kissed you, holding you in place until slowly your arms stopped smacking and your body slowly caved against his. 
only once you calmed down did he pull away, leaving your lips tingling. he was only a breath away when he spoke again, "do you understand now?"
you glanced away, your cheeks red hot before shrugging. 
his eyebrow shot up at that cheeky little shrug, "what? need more persuasion?"
you bit your bottom lip, "maybe just a little." 
jaehyun grabbed your chin again, running his thumb over your bottom lip tracing the grooves that your teeth just placed before he leaned in and kissed you again. this time you kissed him back, your lips molded together hotly. you wrapped your arms around his neck as he reached under you and pulled you up by your ass, resting your legs around his waist as he kissed you hard against the locker. 
"ngh- jaehyun." you breathed out, breaking from the kiss for a moment in which he instantly put his lips to work by kissing down your jawline, "jae- i'm gross and sweaty." you complained. 
to that jaehyun licked a stripe down your neck causing a rather lewd sound to fall from your lips. "mm tastes like caramel to me." he chuckled as he placed hot, open mouthed kisses down your neck to your collarbone. 
jaehyun paused before making a small mark against your collarbone, "there, no one should see this when you're training~" he purred as if proud of the mark he left on your skin before he grabbed a hold of your shirt and yanked it off of you, exposing your slim chest. "so beautiful." 
you blushed darkly at this and looked away, "s-someone is gonna find us." suddenly you felt his mouth clamp down on your nipple, causing you to let out a sharp sound of pleasure. 
"mm they're definitely going to if you keep making sounds like that." he teased you before continuing to lick and suckle on your nipple, you quickly clamped a hand over your lips to try to hold back the sounds of pleasure that threatened to escape. 
this continued with him going back and forth before suddenly you were lifted away from the locker, he carried you over to the bench, unwrapped your legs and laid you down onto the bench. he took a moment to gaze down at your flustered face before he began to tug on your shorts. 
your heart shot into your stomach as you quickly grasped the waistline of your shorts to hold them up, looking away with an embarrassed blush. 
"what's wrong?" jaehyun asked softly. 
"i um. . . haven't ever. . ." you started to say but jaehyun knew what you meant. 
"don't worry, i'll take care of you. just trust me okay?" he coaxed, carefully removing your hands from your shorts, you quickly covered your face and nodded. he continued to remove your shorts, taking your boxers along with them in one fell swoop and now your bottom half was exposed to his eyes. you didn't dare remove your hands to look at his face, it was all too embarrassing. 
you couldn't see what he was doing but suddenly your lower half was lifted into the air, causing you to quickly uncover your face to see him resting your legs on his shoulders as he dipped his head down. "wait what-" you started but then he spread your cheeks and pushed his tongue into you. you cried out instantly, squirming at the strange wet feeling of his tongue writhing around inside of you. "d-dont lick there! i haven't showered!" you cry out but he doesn't stop as his tongue probes you, licking you up and down and swirling around inside. 
you couldn't stop moaning, it was such a sensitive spot that everything he did was sending endless waves of pure ecstasy straight into your blood. your blood was boiling again but this time not in anger as you felt yourself getting aroused. however just as you thought this couldn't get any better, he pushed a finger into you, drawing out another cry from your lips. 
jaehyun didn't move the finger in and out, just rubbed your inner walls, pressing against them as his tongue did most of the work until he pressed down again and you felt the hottest flame ignite in your core. you let out a rather loud, lewd sound as your back arched and you shot out a string of cum that landed on your cheek. 
jaehyun inserted a second finger during your prostate enhanced orgasm and used your moment of high to spread his fingers and stretch you out. there was a bit of discomfort which you could barely feel as your body jerked from the sudden orgasm. 
slowly he pulled his fingers and tongue out before removing your legs from his shoulders to set you back down on the bench. he licked his fingers and chuckled as he saw you laying there panting, flushed, and with cum on your cheek. "i almost want to take a picture of this." he mused. 
"don't- you- dare." you said between pants as you tried to collect your thoughts. 
jaehyun just chuckled at that as he undid his own pants, the sound of his belt coming undone making your body quiver. he pushed his pants and underwear down, revealing his cock. it wasn't super big but it definitely carried some length and had a bit of a curve to it. you gulped, staring at it which caused him to look down. "does it scare you?" he asked. 
"no- just looking." you retorted. 
"well you'll be doing more than just looking." he said, running his fingers through his hair to brush it back and licked his lips. 
your body stiffened at that. fucking hell why was he so attractive? 
jaehyun lifted your lower body again, this time he rested your legs on his hips, "think you're ready?" he asked softly. 
you bit your lip before nodding slowly, "y-yeah but go slow." 
"of course. . . just let me know when it no longer hurts." he said as he pressed the tip of his cock against your ass, making you quiver with anticipation. he gave you a look in which you gave a small nod to, then he slowly eased himself into you. 
you hissed softly, gritting your teeth as the head pushed through your tight entrance, slightly stretching your rim even further. thankfully the saliva and having had an orgasm already made your body relaxed and less tense to get into. soon he was able to push all the way to the base and rest there. your head was spinning but not in a bad way, that weight inside of you made your body feel strange and warm, like a puzzle piece that finally made the puzzle complete. it fit so well and felt like it was meant to be there, like your body personally shaped itself for jaehyun. 
"f-fuck." jaehyun cursed softly, "you're squeezing me so much, it's so hard to stay still." he said beginning to pull back out before thrusting back in a little faster than the first thrust. 
you let out a sharp moan, pursing your lips together as he started to move back and forth at a careful but sharp pace that felt so good. there was the smallest bit of discomfort but it too started to subside as your body got used to his cock. "ah- feels so good."
jaehyun smirked, "oh? so no more pain huh? think you can handle me at a different pace?"
you nodded, feeling quite excited but once you nodded he came to a full stop. you frowned and looked up at him, "jae- why'd you stop?"
jaehyun snickered as he pulled his cock out, leaving you feeling quite empty. "why are you always so mean?"
your jaw fell in shock, "really? you're asking that right now?"
"yes. i want to know the reason why you're always so mean, it's gotta be more than just thinking i'm some prick." he rubbed his cock, keeping it warm as he spoke. 
"i-i don't want to talk about this right now." you said, looking away. 
he shrugged, "fine-" he rolled you over onto your stomach and grabbed a hold of your ass, bringing it up in the air before snapping his cock right back into you. you cried out, tossing your head back as he began to jackhammer into you, making your body vibrate on the bench. 
"f-f-fuckkkk. . ." you shakily moaned as he plowed into you relentlessly, "fuck fuck fuck- i'm gonna cum already. . ." you whined, feeling that familiar sensation. 
in response, jaehyun picked up the speed until you were on the edge of an orgasm before he suddenly stopped. you panted harshly as your orgasm ebbed away, "god dammit jaehyun what the hell?!"
jaehyun chuckled, "are you going to tell me why you were being so mean?"
"no! just drop it already. . ." you grumbled, in which he began to thrust into you against, the sounds of your bodies colliding filling the air. you can feel yourself starting to get close again but just as you started to reach for that orgasm. . . he stopped again. 
this time the edging brought tears to your eyes as you felt the orgasm ebb away again. "please-"
jaehyun grabbed a hold of your neck from behind and leaned in, licking your cheek where your cum still rested, "mm i'll let you cum if you tell me why." he whispered cruelly. 
you cursed and whined, "f-fine i hated how popular you were. . ." you finally said. 
"popular?"
"yeah- you don't even try and you get so much attention, yet i work my ass off and don't even get a 'good job' just a 'work harder'."
"so you're jealous?"
you snapped your head towards him, "no! that's not it at all! there you go being a damn egotistical prick again!" 
jaehyun laughed as he snapped his hips making you moan and melt against the bench, "there's no reason to be jealous, yn. just always remember that while their attention is on me-" he kissed you sloppily from behind, "mm my attention is on you."
that kiss left you dizzy, "there-"
"hm?" he tilted his head to the side. 
"i told you so hurry up and continue." you mumbled pathetically. 
jaehyun laughed at that before bowing his head, "as you wish." he said before suddenly resuming his jackhammering. you can feel his cock slamming into your prostate over and over, making you cry and moan so loudly as you stop caring about being quiet. 
you feel your edged orgasm coming back and a lot more strong this time, "fuck- don't stop- don't you dare fucking stop." 
jaehyun didn't, instead he grabbed your throat again, pulling you back, your face now gazing at the mirror across the way. your eyes locked on his as you watched him churn your insides, he used your neck to pull you back with each thrust until you were screaming his name. 
"jae! fuck! ah!" you tossed your head back as with a sharp shout, you came so hard it left your body shaking. 
"fuck fuck fuck." jaehyun cursed over and over as he milked you before pulling out quickly and rolled you over onto your back, "open wide."
you didn't bother questioning it as you let your tongue hang out, panting and waiting as he jerked himself until with a satisfied grunt, he came all over your tongue and face. it was so hot and smelled so much like him. you moaned deeply as you swallowed up the cum on your tongue before licking your lips and used your hand to wipe away the rest of it. 
"mm, good job~" jaehyun said almost mockingly but in a sweet way as he leaned down and pressed a hot, breathless kiss against your lips. 
you grumbled, too tired to make a retort as your ass ached from the aggressive sex. "ngh- i don't think i can move."
jaehyun blinked and then blushed, "oops- sorry about that. are you okay? i kinda got carried away there." he carefully lifted you up into his arms. 
you nod weakly, "i'll be fine but i won't be able to practice tomorrow."
"that's fine, i'll just tell everyone you passed out from overworking again and that you need rest." jaehyun shrugged as he carried you into the shower. 
you sigh softly, "fine. . ." you rested your head against his chest and closed your eyes. 
jaehyun carefully began to wash your body, making sure to wash any excess cum off of you and washed all the sweat off of both of you. once he was done he carried you out and gently helped you get dressed before pulling back on his pants and shirt. "alright i'm gonna carry you to your dorm. try to look like you just passed out."
you glared at him before rolling your eyes, "you're enjoying this way too much."
"maybe." he said flashing you that stupid smile. 
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vitentia · 10 months
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DRAFTS TEASE
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I’m gonna be very busy for a few days but expect these fics to be released some time this week. I’m genuinely so in love with these and they’re not even finished so make sure to stick around so you can read! OK bye🫶🫶🫶
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oisins-stuff · 1 year
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where is my mind?
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lo'ak x make metkayina reader
warnings; none. fluff tats ans fish.
way out in the water, see it swimmin'
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lo'ak was aching and tired from traveling for so long. his spine felt like it needed taken out and snapped like a whip to make it feel normal again, and his hip felt like they needed taken out and sculpted back into their normal shape. his father was talking with the chief of wherever they were, and he honestly just wanted to go to bed. his intense pain was eased when he saw something swimming around out in the ocean. a boy on an ilu was simply doing tricks to entertain himself, but it was the most interesting thing lo'ak had seen in days. the boy would jump into the air with his ilu, dive into the water, and try to resurface with his ilu sliding under him. he looked like he was practicing. the boy said something to the creature, which lo'ak couldn't exactly hear, before climbing out of the water and tossing it some food. when the boy got closer lo'ak could see the three stars tattooed on his right hip, it seemed like everyone here had tattoos if they were older then tuk. he needed to stop staring at that boy before someone got the wrong idea..
i was swimmin' in the carribean, animals were hiding behind the rocks
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when his father and the chief were done with their boring conversation, lo'ak set up his area in their new- temporary- home as quickly as he could. as soon as he was done he dove off the netted walkways into the ocean, scaring every unsuspecting animal near, including the captivating young man. "oh- hi! i'm y/n," the boy paused waiting for lo'aks reply, but lo'ak was too amazed by his voice to process anything. "ah- i'm.. uh.. i'm lo'ak, nice to meet you!" he smiled a little too wide, flashing his fangs and making his tail sway back and forth fast enough to cause a commotion in the water behind him. y/n giggled at his awkwardness before going back to training.
except the little fish, bumped into me
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lo'ak had gone back to minding his own business, looking at all the creatures underwater. he felt something nudge his inner thigh and looked down to see a familiar ilu. this confused him more then it should've, was it an accident or did y/n send it? he watched as the ilu swam back to y/n and said boy winked, diving deeper into the water and swimming away before lo'ak good understand what was happening. when he did, he had to go back up for air so he didn't start choking.
i swear he was trying to talk to me, koi koi
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when lo'ak saw y/n above water again, he decided to ask him about it. he approached the boy who was laying in the sand with his eyes closed, trying to keep his mind off of how beautifully his hair fell to the sides of his face and how his nose twitched every once in a while. "hey.. y/n?" he sat beside him as the boy opened his eyes. "oh! hey lo'ak!" he sat up, too. "did you- why- fuck. your ilu came over and... got all up on me earlier i guess. just in case that's a training thing i wanted to let you know." he was avoiding eye contact because he could already tell his cheeks were turning a darker shade of blue. "i know. it was on purpose," y/n giggled, trying to catch lo'aks eye, "how else was i supposed to get your attention? you were so interested in those fish- you looked really cute, by the way." lo'aks heart was beating a million times faster and his mind was back on the boys face. he looked at him again, making eye contact with those icy eyes. "you're... you're cute too!" he practically yelled trying to push the words out.
where is my mind?
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"y/n!" someone was calling him. "oh- i better run. see you later, forest boy." he grabbed lo'aks chin because he was still turning his face away and kissed the corner of his mouth before winking again and running off. lo'ak was shocked, again. in the singular day he'd been there this boy has made his brain stop and his heart flutter at least 5 times. he wanted more. he wanted to stay. y/n was one of the only good things about not being home, and he didn't care that he wasn't where he belonged anymore because y/n felt like home.
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upon-a-starry-night · 2 years
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*Wanda and Y/n arguing*
Wanda: You think you’re so hot huh?!
Y/n: No!
Wanda: ....
Wanda: Well you are! 
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familiarimp · 2 years
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I've been drawing a new comfort character I didn't know I had. Is the movie out? No. Did I catch the gay feels for Jack black as bowser? Yes.
I'm frantically throwing my Bowser x y/n oc? Reader? Into the Tumblr void
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crimsonji · 2 years
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୨୧ happy birthday to shikanoin heizou !
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ft. heizou x kazuha
cw: fluff, heizou jokingly arresting kazuha, flirting, teasing, very gay, short drabble
>> 🍁 kazuha's musings : THESE TWO R SO ADORABLE SO I HAD TO WRITE SOMETHING…. ALSO HAPPY BDAY HEIZOU ILY
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“As your birthday present, I’ll allow you to arrest me for being a runaway fugitive.” Kazuha stated, holding out his wrists towards Heizou, looking at him expectantly.
Heizou, to say the least, was caught off guard by this. He looked at Kazuha with a strange look, who looked back at him with a smile. Heizou could tell his smile had a hint of sarcasm in it.
Heizou smirked, playing along “Wow, I wasn’t expecting you to give up that easily. I guess it’s my lucky day, huh?” Kazuha grinned at Heizou’s response, letting him take him by the wrist.
“It must be tiring for a detective, having to track down their suspects,” Kazuha teased, “I just thought you’d need a break since it’s your birthday.”
Kazuha couldn’t help but take note of Heizou’s features as they bantered, the soft smirk on his face and green eyes looking back at him, a shimmer of playfulness in them. They both laughed and blushed lightly.
“Only this time,” Heizou brought one of Kazuha’s wrists up to his lips, “you’ll be charged for stealing my heart.”
Heizou pressed his lips against Kazuha’s wrist, Kazuha’s face flushing in surprise. Heizou looked up at Kazuha, relishing in the shocked look on his face.
They stayed like that for a few seconds, Heizou letting Kazuha reboot his brain (and to stare at his cute expression for a little longer)
Heizou laughed, releasing Kazuha’s wrists and instead intertwining his fingers with his. “As punishment, you’ll have to eat cake with me!”
He began to walk in the direction of town, Kazuha trailing behind. He looked down at his bandaged hand interlaced with Heizou’s, a smile creeping up on his face as he gladly let Heizou guide him.
“As you wish, Detective Shikanoin.”
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