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kamotecue · 3 months

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cute instagram live ∞ j. fleming

pairing: jessie fleming x fem!reader

summary: in which the two lovers (private, but not really a secret) actually confirm their relationship on an instagram live. american!reader, basketball!reader

jessie alexandra fleming, everyone knows her as baby canada or one of chelsea's best midfielders. but you? you best know her as your childhood friend, naturally your mother and her father had been friends since their college years - having to have met at a common organization. she was the shy one, the quiet one while you were the complete opposite - the unfazed, cheerful and out-going one. you remembered the first time you had met the canadian, it was a get together between your family and hers, it's been a while since they've seen each other so they had opted for a reunion.

you were standing there in blue overalls, clinging to your mother who had simply guided you throughout the crowd. as much of an extrovert you were, you disliked being in rooms filled with adults - rather wanted to be near people your age. and so, you did, your eyes had locked onto a certain fleming - her noticeable freckles are what caught your attention, thinking it was cute and that it suited her. yes - that's when you first started liking her, you thought you just wanted to be friends, but little did the canadian know, she had your heart the moment you set your eyes on her.

"n/n, this is jessie fleming." your mother's voice was heard as you stepped aside, greeting the canadian with a handout. she flushed as you looked at her a bit confused, usually this is when someone would reciprocate the handshake. it had only taken her a few seconds to grab your hand, softly shaking it as you introduced yourself, earning a shy grin from her.

"i'm y/n l/n." "as you heard, jessie fleming"

that was the introduction of a century, everyone knew it was a start of a great friendship - and it was. but as you grew older, the feelings you unknowingly held started to grow stronger. it was noticeable for you, and surely it was noticeable to her chelsea teammates. her teammates would tease the canadian midfielder, who was completely unaware of your feelings, thinking that it was a joke, but it wasn't. and she secretly wished that it wasn't a joke, that maybe a part of you did reciprocate it. unlike the midfielder, your interest was in another sport - basketball, you had joined the senior national team in 2016, making the roster for that year's olympics and onwards.

snapping out of your thoughts, you waved at the camera, the instagram live had already started. fans from both worlds (football & basketball) had started flooding in, knowing it was always a live duo, you were never one without the other and vice versa. you watched her facial expressions, as she shyly started conversating with the ones flooding the comments - a few people from her club had joined, commenting a few things.

"n/n, there's a question for you." jessie said, as she locked eyes with you. in that moment, you felt your breath get taken away. quickly flushing, you looked at the comments, ignoring how a few fans had noticed that, your face was undoubtably red.

"are you and jessie a thing?" you read the comment out loud, as jessie hummed. you grinned at them, the two of you had been talking if you'd want to go out in public as a couple. and you agreed, knowing if she was or wasn't okay with it - but thankfully she was.

"yes, we are." you softly said, as jessie kissed the crown of your head, which your eyes widened. she's not really one for public affection, but she knew it was something you loved.

"you know what i find crazy, love?" you asked, you didn't look at the comments instead of the eyes you had fell for. her eyebrows perked, obviously waiting for your response.

"you used to rub dirt on me, and now you're proclaiming your love towards me." you teased, chuckling as jessie flushed red - quickly denying it, even though it's true.

"in my case, i was rubbing dirt on you because i love you." you furrowed your eyebrows, not understanding her words as she chuckled at your confusion, looking back at the comments who gushed over your words.

just wanted to do a short blurb, or fic since i've been swamped up with college works. hope you enjoyed it!

#woso x reader #woso imagine #woso one shot #woso blurbs #canwnt x reader #jessie fleming #jessie fleming x reader #jessie fleming imagine

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lovelyjj · 3 months

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I love your writing. I was thinking about a jj x reader where she’s never been over to a boys house before, so when Luke’s not home he brings her over for the first time and she’s really awkward and shy (and maybe make out for the first time) maybe ‘talk to me’ and ‘I’m just afraid’

first time

jj maybank x reader

(not my gif)

Luke wasn’t home so JJ decided it was a perfect opportunity to invite you over to his house. You have never been over to a boys house before so you were nervous when he asked you.

The nervousness in the pit of your stomach didn’t go away as you walked up to JJ’s front porch. JJ answered the door quickly and you gave a hello.

“Glad you could make it,” JJ voiced.

“Glad to be here,” you commented.

“Come in come in,” JJ urged.

You entered his home smiling nervously. The house was nice and pleasant. The furniture was cozy and you were anxious to see JJ’s room.

“Do you want something to drink?” JJ asked.

“Uh just a soda if you have it,” you responded quietly.

JJ grabbed you and himself a soda from the fridge and handed it to you. You stood there awkwardly not knowing what to do.

“Do you want to see my room?” JJ asked.

“Yes, of course,” you replied.

JJ grabbed your hand and lead you down the hall to his room.

You entered his room and you were amazed at how much it embodied JJ. There were posters hanging on the walls, the bed was made and looked cozy.

JJ went and sat on his bed, then patted the spot next to him, urging you to sit down.

You awkwardly sat down on the bed, still looking around the room and taking in. You were avoiding eye contact with JJ.

JJ moved a piece of your hair behind your ear and you blushed. This caused you to look at him.

“Well we got the whole place to ourselves,” JJ commented.

You didn’t know what JJ meant by that but you figured he was just making conversation.

“Yeah, this is nice. Thanks for inviting me,” you replied.

“It’s no problem. You doing ok?” JJ asked.

“Um yeah i’m fine,” you shifted your eyes from side to side but made eye contact the best you could.

“Baby I can tell something’s wrong. Talk to me,” JJ begged.

“I’m just afraid,” you whispered.

“Of what?”

“Well we’re alone and anything can happen.”

“We won’t do anything your not comfortable with,” JJ soothed.

“Are you sure?” you asked shyly.

“Promise baby, you’re in good hands,” JJ stated.

“I trust you J,” you whispered.

JJ moved closer to you and you let him. He put his hand on your thigh and your heart fluttered.

“We can take things slow,” JJ soothed.

“Do you wanna make out?” JJ blurted out.

“I’m nervous,” you stumbled.

“If you're uncomfortable, or think it's too much, just pull away,” JJ instructed.

“Ok,” you smiled not showing your teeth.

JJ leaned forward and then placed his hand on your cheek. You also leaned in and right before the kiss JJ grinned. Then your lips touched sending shock waves through you.

JJ kissed you with fire and passion. The kiss was hungry and frantic. It grew more heated the longer it went on. You were apprehensive and anxious about the kiss but soon that turned into giddiness. JJ was feeling confident and eager. He was also excited.

Your lips were exploring each other. Your mouths were devouring each other and your tongues were lapping up together. You could taste JJ and it made you dizzy.

JJ’s other hand was resting on your hip. Your arms were wrapped around JJ’s neck. One hand went through JJ’s hair on the back of his head. You pulled on a strand of hair and JJ groaned.

You let out a whimper at the sound of his groan. JJ pulled away to smirk.

“I could kiss you forever,” JJ rasps.

You giggled and then were cut off by JJ kissing you again.

JJ pushed your shoulder back to get you to lay down. He caged your body in with one hand on your waist and the other holding your neck softly.

You were continuing to make out when JJ’s hand slipped under your shirt. He stroked the skin of your hips with his thumb and you let out a whine. It was muffled by JJ’s lips.

When your lungs were burning and you needed air, you pulled away. JJ looked into your eyes and you stared right back.

“Are you ok?” JJ asked.

“Yes, just needed to catch my breath,” you breathed out.

“That was getting heated,” JJ commented.

“Yeah,” you chuckled.

“Thanks for bringing me here,” you mentioned.

“Anytime baby.”

After a heated make out session the two of you talked and watched movies together, just hanging out. As the time went by you slowly became less awkward and shy.

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chaenqen · 7 months

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hellooo could i request something like the enhypen members meeting rikis gf for the first time? snd the reader is like a very girly girl iykwim? and the members actually expected a tomboy? thanksss 🫶🫶🫶

that’s my girl

featuring nishimura riki and reader genre fluff warnings cursing and swearing. a/n sorry for the long wait everyone, i’m kinda busy and really stressed recently but just to let you know, i’m working on your requests from time to time !! forgive me for the inactivity:((

riki and you were together for almost a year now and for your anniversary he wanted to invite you over to the dorm to do a sleepover party with him yet what all of his members didn’t expect was that you weren’t like they imagined you to be…

“hey, i’m yn” you send heeseung and jake a sweet smile as you hold onto rikis hand shyly while the other boys giggle into themselves from the living room. heeseung motions you to come in as jake makes room for you to walk past him so you could enter the living room. “ignore the mess yn, the boys aren’t very good when it comes to keeping their stuff clean and tidy” heeseung scratches the back of his head in an embarrassed way while sunghoon whispers to sunoo and jungwon, eyeing you a few times which riki obviously noticed.

“keep your eyes to yourself sunghoon— she’s mine.” niki glares at sunghoon as warning to show him that he should be careful about how and why he looks at you since you were his pretty and adorable girlfriend after all and not sunghoons or anybody elses.

“hi sunghoon” you give him an adorable smile as you send sunghoon a wave which he returns with a kind smile before niki tugs on your hand to signal you to not do that after he had just basically checked you out. “i just said hello, niki…”

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“that’s your girl?” jay looks over at niki with a raised eyebrow as the corner of his lips is raised up in an amused grin. niki sends jay a warning glare as your head lays on your boyfriends lap, peacefully slumbering.

“why, got a problem with that?” he asks with a low voice to not wake you up or disturb his sleeping beauty. the rest of the boys chuckle quietly as niki caresses your hair in a sweet manner, a blanket covering your bottom half since you were wearing a skirt that may lift up accidentally when you move.

“never expected you to be with such an innocent angel, rik” sunghoon chimes in as he puts down a plate of chips on the coffee table in front of the couch before he takes a seat beside sunoo. a smile creeps up onto your boyfriends face as he listens to his friends assumptions and ideas that they had of you, saying that they thought you might have been a tough girl but instead you were the complete opposite of what they made up.

“you two fit together though, don’t take it the wrong way,” sunghoon chuckles once again as he looks at your sleeping figure before looking back at niki.

“she seems sweet, don’t fuck it up, niki.” sunghoon adds with raised eyebrow, giving his younger friend a piece of advice on his new relationship. all niki did was roll his eyes playfully as he mumbles out a quiet “i won’t” while continuing to stroke the strands of hair that fell in front of your eyes behind your ear.

he was so in love with you and the other boys could definitely tell even from miles away. the night passed by really quickly as the boys were just chilling and talking and niki was taking care of you on his lap, making sure you don’t wake up because of the noise his members were making so he carries you to his room, lays you down on his bed and tugs you under the blanket comfortably.

“i love you, baby…”

<33

@j-wyoung @lacieeeeee00

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anchoeritic · 1 year

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i usually Do Not like the stepdad trope but i never knew stepdad!joel was something i needed,, i need corruption kink/dumbification kink stepdad!joel

stepdad!joel humiliating you in front of his big boy friends when you step out in your tiny lil pajama set to bring them a couple of beers. some whistle, the others stay quiet and laugh to themselves. you were a beaut, there was no doubt about it. his friends wished they could have a piece of you, just for one night, and joel knew that would never happen. not on his watch. maybe he’ll let them take a peek, just this once. “c’mere, sweetheart’.” you hear him call out for you from a few feet away as his fingers signalled you to step closer. smiling, you walk over with an opened bottle of beer in hand, ready to serve the others. “hi, joel,” you feel his hand snake around your waist, pulling you right on his lap.

“how’s my darlin’ girl?” he asks you, taking the bottle from your hands. “lookin’ pretty today,” he continues, taking a swig of his beer, “daddy’s buddies even think so.” you glance shyly at the men sitting around the bonfire, waving at them with warm cheeks. no one had ever complimented you the way joel does, he tends to sound extra… sweet? made you feel all blushy and bubbly inside. “t-they do?” you stutter out, “thank you..” their eyes are hot against your skin, as if they’re peeling your clothes off. they looked ready to devour you whole.

“mhmm… pink looks great on you, princess.” he says, flipping your skirt up to show the other men. you gasp at his words, forcing your skirt back down in an instant. the group tucked their chairs in closer to try to get a better view, almost salivating at the tiniest showing of lace. “j-joel, what are you doing?” you try to cross your legs, only for him to spread them back open with his hands, slipping one down to cup your cunt. “feel you achin’ down there, sweetheart. let daddy and his friends take care of you, okay? mama doesn’t need to know about our fun, hm?”

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vminizzle · 1 year

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Cry for me

pairing : husband!jungkook x f. reader

genre : SMUT, fluff

warnings : soft dom!jungkook, sub!reader, dacryphilia, overstimulation ( multiple orgasms ), !!concensual sex!! , mention of safe word, praising, pet names, hair pulling (jk), marking, fingering, oral (f.receiving), unprotected sex, penetration, creampie, cockwarming

words count : 1.1k

A/N : not the best but did my best! I hope you’ll enjoy it nonetheless. Like usual, don’t mind my mistakes my eng still sucks. I want to thank everyone here for your support. I created this blog a month ago and it makes me so happy to have such amazing readers that enjoy my writings. Thank you everyone, I mean it. Love y’all, please take care of yourselves - sunny

FEEDBACKS ARE VERY WELCOMED :)

M RATED

“i can’t Jungkook” you whimpered.

Jungkook hushed you softly stroking your right thigh “you can do it baby hm?”

You shook your head whining “c’mon love, i know you can.” he looked up at you from your parted legs, his lips glistening with your essence.

You nodded hesitantly as he smirked “that’s my girl”.

He dived back down, getting closer to your heat again, looking up at you one last time before connecting his lips with your glistening ones.

His hands were pinning your waist firmly to the mattress as he was laid comfortably between your weak legs. He ate you out, eyes closed as he focused on you.

Switching to your swollen clit to nibble on it making you arch your back, hands clenching desperately at the soft sheet. He sucked on it harshly ripping out a loud moan from your throat.

You were near your release, so near your thighs started closing shakily around his head. He knew it too at the way you were squirming.

He smirked inserting two fingers at once into your wet walls “J-Jungkook oh my- fuck!!” your hands found his long black hair pulling on the soft tresses.

“Cum for me princess.” Jungkook said before kitten licking your clit, the tip of his tongue pushing you on the edge.

A wave of pleasure washed over you making you cum hard for the third time “oh my god!” you cummed all over his face and fingers, legs trembling a little as he stroked them gently.

”you did so well..so good for me.” he said leaving butterfly kisses on the inside of your thighs. He kissed your abused clit gently making you hiss because of the overstimulation.

Your husband caressed your sides, lips on your tummy ”so soft.“ he murmured lips traveling their way up to the top of your collarbone giving it a light bite.

“Jungkook.” you moaned softly.

He painted little red and purple flowers on the sensitive skin of your neck. ”look at that.”

He pulled away admiring his masterpiece ”you look ethereal." he said making you look away shyly.

“cute” he smiled.

“can you handle one more darling?” he caressed your cheek gently. You stared at him hesitantly, your last orgasm too recent to confront another one.

“just one more princess, hm? ” he kissed your jawline still caressing your cheek “for me?” he whispered.

You gulped taking a deep breath before nodding making him smirk.

“remember the safe word?” he asked serious.

You nodded again.

"no no baby. I need words.” you smiled tiredly before replying.

“yes, I remember the safe word.” he pecked your lips “good”.

Jungkook got rid of his pants and boxer throwing them over the pile of clothes on the carpeted floor. He spread your legs making room for him to lay in between them again.

“if you want me to stop at any moment, if it’s too much, tell me and I will stop right away. I don’t want to hurt you.” he laid a tender kiss on your forehead making you smile.

“I will.”

Jungkook positioned himself at your entrance “you ready my love?” he looked deep in your eyes, waiting for approval.

“yes.”

He rubbed his cock on your glistening lips teasingly.

A quiet sob escaped from your throat when he entered you slowly. You bit your bottom lip hard, eyebrows frowned as you threw your head back at the painful yet so delicious stretch. He ground his hips into yours, making you hiss.

You whimpered as he started rolling his hips slowly.

“Jungkook I-”

A loud moan passed by your lips as he suddenly snap his hips into yours “fuck yes! right there oh f-”

Your fingers laced into his soft black curls pulling on them tightly. He moaned the little burn turning him on more.

You groaned , your nails digging into his muscular back forming like crescents as he hits your g-spot repeatedly.

“b-baby .. you feel so good! So warm and tight for me.” he moaned .

“You’re doing so so well for me princess” he kissed you passionately taking his time to suck on the abused flesh.

"I want you to cry.. cry for me.” Jungkook whispered, a soft smile adorning his lips. He looked so adorable. How was it possible? In such a situation? You shut your eyes close, bottom lip caught between your teeth.

He buried his head into the crook of your neck , one of his hand placed on your waist holding you still, the other one holding you thigh above his hip as he reached deeper. Hitting all the places he couldn’t before, making you see stars “fuck I’m so near!” you sobbed.

His eyes were sparkling “you look so beautiful like that” he groaned at your ruined state, tears ready to slid down your cheeks.

Jungkook could have sworn he could cum at the sight in front of his eyes, teary eyes, body covered in hickeys, love bites, you biting your lips to stay silent.

“baby, let me hear you” he nibbled on your earlobe, his warm breath caressing the skin of your neck.

You scratched his back as he picked up the pace, hitting you at the right spots. He took both your hands placing them at each sides of your head , intertwining your fingers together .

“Jungkook, I-I’m .. ah” your voice cracked.

”I know.. come for me.” he whispered pecking your lips softly.

“cum princess.” you pulled at his locks harder, his hair a complete mess.

You could felt the oh-so familiar knot in your stomach making you clench around him, low moans leaving his throat.

You cried out, tears sliding onto your cheeks as Jungkook watched you in awe, eyes following the tear’s path down to your neck.

“fuck look at you.” he bit his lip.

“so fucking beautiful and.. ruined.” he trailed out lust laced in his voice.

You kept on tightening around him, pushing him more and more near his own orgasm.

"Fuck yes!” you threw your head back deep into the pillow, your fingers tightening around his as you came around him.

Your little sobs made him felt lightheaded, your wet cheeks such a turn-on for him. He couldn’t hold on any longer, he moaned as he cum inside you, filling you up to the brim, your velvety walls still clenching tightly around his throbbing cock.

Jungkook moaned your name loudly head dropping on your chest.

You both took deep breath to calm down, heart slowing down gradually.

You whimpered when he moved a little to get comfortable.

“shh it’s ok, you did great..” he soothed you.

He kissed your tears away, caressing your cheeks gently “you were amazing baby. You were such a good girl for me.” he hummed softly when you caressed his scratched back.

“I love you.” he said lovingly as he nudged the bridge of his nose with yours cutely.

He stayed inside you, his body laying on top of yours.

“I love you Kook” he left little kisses on the valley of your breasts as you played with his fluffy hair and started cuddling each other.

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A/N : thank you for 0.7k lovely people!! have a nice day everyone :)

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bunchesofoats · 1 year

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Dancing In Your Downpour.

Feat — Rowan Laslow x Siren!Reader

Contains — Mutual Interest, No Established Relationship, Fluff, Only One Bed (/j) - Only One Umbrella, LIGHT WEDNESDAY SPOILERS (By that, I mean the absolute tiniest sprinkle), Literally saving this boy’s life from an asthma attack, etc

Length — ~1.4k words

Notes — Inspired by The Weekend Run Club’s song called Holliday and also the fact that Calum Ross is really really pretty. Also, Rowan had at most 10 lines, and here I am making this because he stole my heart… SO ENJOY! (Not proofread, I’m so sorry)

“The rain’s getting a bit heavy, don’t you think?”

Everyone gathered around the windows as they watched the rain pour outside Ms. Thornhill’s Greenhouse. Class was already 3 minutes over, you were all sure to be late to your next ones due to the downpour.

“Children, I have a few extra umbrellas and rain coats! You can use them to get to your next class!” Your teacher called from the front, drawing everyone’s attention. They all scrambled to the front, grabbing umbrellas and coats and filtering out of the greenhouse in groups. The only people left were you and Rowan Laslow at the entrance of the class waiting your turns.

You didn’t know the boy personally well enough, just that he was Xavier Thorpe’s roommate, he had Telekinesis, and that he was fairly cute. You tried to make a habit of being nice to everyone despite most people’s assumptions of sirens. The most you’d ever spoken to him was being partnered with him for an English assignment. After that, it was nothing but Hellos and Heys in the hallways. You did catch him staring once during lunch, you had given him a small wave and he immediately looked away.

You were lost in your thoughts, hand outreached into the rainfall, feeling your scales slowly come out. You let out a smile, water was the element you always felt at home with, so what was a little rain gonna do to you?

“I only have one umbrella left.” Your attention turned to Ms. Thornhill and then to Rowan. He gave you a weak glance before attempting to hand you the umbrella.

“You can take it.” He mumbled shyly. You eyed the boy, brow creasing in confusion. Rowan Laslow looked like he’d get sick from eating an ice cube, why would he offer you the umbrella when he’d absolutely get drenched out there?

“What are you talking about? You’d practically die out there without this.” You joked grabbing his wrist, taking the umbrella within your other hand. He yelped as you pulled closely him to your side before opening the umbrella with the other. He understood what you were up to pretty quick, adjusting himself to a safe distance where he wasn’t squished against you but still under the umbrella. He hesitated wrapping his arm around you, balling his fist to avoid making you uncomfortable.

“Ready?” You awaited his response. He stared wide eyed into the rain, gulping before he gave you a small nod. That was all you needed before you both stepped into the rainfall. You could feel the heavy patters hit you almost as if it were hail. It wasn’t too bad to walk in, but it seemed the wind had other plans.

Your umbrella blew backwards, the wires breaking in on themselves. It was a useless shield now, you were both drenched head to toe. Your back hit Rowan’s chest as you both pushed against the wind. You both definitely couldn’t make it to class at this rate.

“Hold on, there’s a shed!” You could hear Rowan’s attempt to shout. You looked in his direction, finding Eugene’s Hummers shed. That would have to do.

Each step you took was harder than the last. You were going the opposed direction of the wind, the only thing keeping you from being blown away was Rowan holding onto you. Thankfully, you both made it in and set your belongings down on whatever dry surface you could find. There were a few leaks in the roof, you could tell it was handmade.

You had no time to think about that though. You could feel Rowan’s touch leave you as he dropped to the floor wheezing. You quickly reached for his bag, rummaging through unorganized bits of assignments and loose sheets of work. You’d expected the boy to be more organized considering how great his grades were, how neat his uniform was kept, and how he styled his hair so nicely to the side. Not that you were paying that close attention or anything. Who would do such a thing? Definitely not you. Totally.

You couldn’t find his inhaler anywhere, and to be frank, you were panicking. You were totally about to watch this kid die in some shed and you were gonna go to jail or something. It wasn’t until you felt Rowan’s touch lightly against your wrist that you snapped your attention his way. He peered up at you, brows creased, eyes leading you to his blazer pocket behind his fogged up glasses. You got the message, reaching into his pocket you brought his inhaler to his lips. He lifted his hand to yours, instructing you before he breathed in.

You let out a breath of relief, you hadn’t realized you were holding onto it. He was breathing easier now and you could feel him loosen up in your arms. You dropped your head into his chest before pulling back into a laugh.

“Gods almighty, do not scare me like that again!” You lightly punched him. Rowan looked up at you, the hand gripping yours loosened as he sat up. Realizing the position you two were in, he glanced away from you.

“I didn’t think you cared all that much.” He coughed out awkwardly. You tilted your head, what did he mean?

“Why would I not care about you?” His gaze met yours. You finally managed to see his deep blue eyes past the dissipating fog in his glasses.

“I just mean, I never thought it was possible to be an outcast in a school full of outcasts. Yet you seem to actually care.” He mumbled mostly to himself. Why wouldn’t you care about saving someone’s life? Was he stupid?

“I mean, is it not common sense to save someone who’s on the ground with breathing issues? What do you want me to do, mouth to mouth?” You questioned incredulously, the response managed to make him smile.

“Gods forbid one of the most popular sirens in the school is seen kissing the Telekinetic crazy kid.” He breathed out a laugh.

“Oh please, if I was popular then I’d be in the notoriously super secret Nightshades.” You rolled your eyes at the idea of the division in popularity standpoints, the kissing part didn’t seem so bad though.

“They kicked me out a couple weeks ago, you’re really not missing much.” He fiddled with his hands as you both fell into a comfortable silence. You had positioned yourself next to him, sitting upon the ground as your backs leaned against the shed walls. You two were absolutely missing class, but you were kind of glad it happened like this. The only thing that seemed bad was the fact that you were utterly freezing. Forget what you said about a little water not hurting you, it was terrible now that you were shivering.

“Here,” Rowan pushed off the wall, removing his blazer. He spread it out, presenting it like a blanket to you.

“You’re really stupid, aren’t you?” He gave you a confused look as you took his blazer and removed yours to spread them around you both. It wasn’t nearly enough, but it was the best you could do. He was literally on death’s door a second ago from an asthma attack, yet here he was offering you his coat. He froze as you curled your legs up, leaning into his side.

“Oh, I’m sorry, are you ok with this?” You pulled away, noticing his sudden change. He looked pained for a split second at the loss of your proximity.

“No, no. It’s fine! I just didn’t know if you were uncomfortable with me holding you or anything. I didn’t want to assume and-” He rambled on and on. You hushed him by wrapping his arm around your shoulders and pulling the blazers back on. You really wouldn’t have been this forward if he hadn’t approved.

“Let’s just take advantage of this rainstorm, we can wait out the downpour.” You hummed, listening to the sound of his breathing and the pitter patter of the rain. It was an easy rhythm to fall asleep to. Besides, what was one day of missing classes?

“O-M-G!” You heard not so hushed whispers ring through your ears. “I have to put this on my blog!”

“Enid, do you not remember the fact that they’ve been missing all day? They better have a good explanation for this!” That was definitely Principal Weems voice.

It took you a second to gather where you were. The warmth holding you was, in fact, a person. Not just any person, but Rowan Laslow. You began to remember what happened before you fell asleep. You bolted upright, looking at the source of all the commotion. Squinting, you managed to look past the beaming flashlight to find pretty much everyone you knew and their mothers’ at the door of the Hummers shed.

That was an exaggeration of course… but Principal Weems did not look happy.

Pt. 2, My Heart Is My Sleeve: Here

#rowan laslow #rowan x reader #rowan laslow x reader #calum ross #wednesday (2022)#x reader #rowan laslow imagine #rowan laslow one shot #wednesday netflix #wednesday #nevermore

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corriganatheart · 1 year

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also maybe a part 2 to ‘always with you’ (jude bellingham)?? x

Always with You Part 2 / Jude Bellingham x reader

You and your best friend Jude start dating after years of hidden feelings.

Pairings: Jude Bellingham x fem!reader

Genre: Childhood Best Friend to lover

Warning: Mention of sexual content

"Jude, your friends are going to walk in on us," you said worriedly, but you were really excited inside. Jude groans and shakes his head, "I can't wait, baby; I need to be inside of you, please," he begged while planting kisses all over your neck. You whimper when you feel his cold hands lift your shirt.

Dortmund has just beaten PSG, and Jude was pleased and a little impatience to get you home. He tried to excuse himself by saying you were sick, although it was very clear that you weren't, and his captain told him he would have to wait until they were done with the team meeting.

That was a bad call on their part because now Jude had somehow found a bathroom that wasn't occupied, stating that the team thought he was using the bathroom. But really, he was trying to lose the intense boner he had ever since he saw you walk into the stadium with his jersey but in a crop top style.

You keep glancing at the door while Jude tries to unbutton your tight jeans; really, you should've worn a skirt knowing of your boyfriend's intense sex drive. It was crazy because Jude was your best friend that you saw as "innocent" because he never spoke of his private life but ever since you took his virginity, he wanted nothing but to be inside of you whenever he can.

"Jude, are you sure? You don't really do quickies and intend to dirty talk a lot," you hissed when he finally pulled your jeans and panty down. Jude shakes his head and locks his lips with yours, breathing heavily, and when you feel his hand touch your sensitive spot, you immediately forget about his teammates, who can walk in any time. “I have dreamed of fucking you in so many places, and the stadium is one of them," he whispers and slowly inserts a finger inside of you while placing a hand over your mouth to silence your moan.

Your vision blur as you remember the first time you guys had sex. It was a couple of months after you started dating him, and he shyly admits that he was a virgin because he had been in love with you and had only wanted you. And you thought you would have to be the one to take charge, but Jude knew what he was doing. It wasn't like he had never jerked off to the thought of you and had watched so many videos to know what he wanted and how to satisfy a woman.

"Jude, you need-" you couldn't voice another word because his fingers were so intense and satisfying that you came right then and there. You really wanted to cum when he was inside of you, but it was normal for Jude to make you cum more than once. "I know, baby, I got you," he whispers.

Jude was about to roll down his shorts when the door slammed open, revealing Kobel. No later than one second, Jude moved you so you were blocked by him, and he pulled your pants up in one motion; the last thing he wanted was for someone to see his girlfriend naked.

You button your jeans and refuse to lookup because you are so embarrassed. This was definitely going to get passed to the team. "Really, Jude?" Kobel asked, his voice sounding a little too amused. "You couldn't wait 15 minutes, dude?"

Jude embarrassedly scratched the invisible itch on his neck and nervously chuckled. "Sorry, mate," he apologized and intertwined your fingers with his. "My girlfriend really needed me," he says. You look up at him, eyes widened. "Don't blame this on me!"

Kobel laughs and shakes his head. "You kids know there is a lock to this door, right?" You slap Jude's arms as he shakes his head. His focus was to get inside his girlfriend, and the last thing on his mind was the lock. "You won't tell the others, right mate?" Jude asked nervously. Kobel smirks and nods his head, "yeah, sure," he said and waved bye to you before he walks off. Yup Jude was going to get teased for the rest of his life.

The next day at practice…

“Hey lover boy! You got something on your neck!”

“Bellingham! Are we seeing little Bellingham soon?”

“Jude do you need to go to the bathroom?”

“Let’s all attend a class on how to lock doors!”

Jude cringes when he hears the words coming from his teammate's mouth. They are so brutal, and they would keep this going for as long as possible; even the coach was enjoying this saying it was Jude’s punishment. He should’ve listened to you and kept his dick in his pant because now he would never hear the end of it. Even his national teammates heard the news, and Trent and Saka had no shame making fun of him.

“You fuck up big time, bro,” Mat pats Jude’s back as he accompanies Jude with his stretches. Jude chuckles and shakes his head, slightly blushing from embarrassment. It was weird; he was like the team's baby and having them know something intimate was embarrassing. “You’ve been dating Y/N for six months now? How’s it going?” Mat asked, very curious to see how the new couple was holding up. “We are great. She’s amazing. But I might be rushing things a bit too much,” Jude shrugs. Mat carefully examines his teammate’s face and knowingly nods. “You liked her for a while now; it’s not weird that you’re rushing stuff. But do try to chill, man,” Mat says. Jude laughs and puts his legs in a butterfly position. “I want to ask her to move in with me, but I am not sure if that’s too fast,” Jude said, a little nervous. “Her ex-boyfriend is also being a dick, constantly throwing shades on social media, and a couple of soccer players use her to get under my skin.”

Mat nods and lays down on the grass, pulling the younger player along. “Does it bother you that much?” Mat asked. Jude sighs and looks up at the clear skin; by now, you should be awake and drinking your favorite coffee while singing to your favorite artist. “She’s getting hated on and slut shamed because they thought she dumped Sarmiento for me. I wish he moved on,” Jude says. Mat nods, agreeing to the statement. “And the other players?” He asked. Jude heavily sighs at that; he hates talking about this to anyone. “A lot of our rival or other players that hate me are following her, liking her photo, and dming her to get under my skin. I trust her because she tells me and shows me messages, but I hate that they’re doing this.”

Mat glances at the frustrated player next to him. He has noticed recently that Jude was acting more anxious and nervous, which worries him a lot because Jude is usually hyper and excited about everything. But noticing how this was a relationship problem, especially when it was about you, Mat can tell that Jude is still insecure about your past relationship and is probably worried that you might leave him. “You know, it’s ok to let her know. Communication is important for a relationship to work. Unless you’re afraid of something.”

Jude immediately turns to Mat with a frightened expression; the older player is the only one that knows about his contract ending and the possibility of him going to Liverpool. If he did accept the contract, he would’ve to move back to the UK, and he won’t do that unless you follow him. “Jude, she doesn’t even know?” Mat asked, his voice noticeably concerned. Jude looks down at the grass, too ashamed to look into the his teammate’s eyes. “I was hoping she would say yes to moving in with me, and then she would see that moving with me is worth it.”

Mat mentally slaps his face and groans while sitting up. He glared at Jude, who is still looking down at the grass. “You got the girl of your dream, and you’re hiding a huge secret from her? I know you’re afraid she would say no because, let’s face it, it’s a lot to ask. She would have to leave her friends behind and change school but shouldn’t you have more faith in her?”

“What do you mean?” Jude asked, finally making eye contact with the older player again. “I mean, if you guys are going to have to be distant, that should be fine. As long as you guys stay loyal and love one another,” Mat shrugged. Jude agrees to that; he does. He has thought about it over and over again, yet the best possible scenario that he wants is for you to follow him. He doesn’t want to leave you behind, especially since the relationship is still fresh, but also, he was afraid you’d leave him.

“And besides, didn’t you join Dortmund because she was accepted into a college here?” Mat asked while standing up and brushing the dirt from his butt. “I’m sure you guys will figure it out, Jude.”

Later that day, Jude called you to come over like he usually would after practice. He wanted to make lunch for you and find the courage to ask you to move in with him. It was fast, he knows, everyone told him that. His parents thought he was moving too fast, his brother called him wiped, his best friend Trent laughed at him, and Kane thought he was too obsessed. It was brutal how honest they were. But they also forgot that you had been his best friend for a long time, so technically, he wasn’t moving too fast.

You can smell the pasta sauce and garlic bread as you walk into Jude's house. You recognized the home cook meal that his mother would make for you guys after his practice, and it was always a comfort meal for the both of you. As you walk into the kitchen, you smile at the sight of your boyfriend. He had a rap song on blast while moving along with the rhythm. As usual, Jude looked comfy in his grey sweatpants and a white cotton shirt that fitted his frame perfectly. You giggle and grab your phone out of your purse and start recording his back. He would hate you for this later, but you know he loves it when you show him off.

“So my boyfriend is making me food while also giving me a good performance,” you said as you started recording. “Look at that handwork,” you said as you moved closer to his side and recorded him stirring the sauce. Jude’s eyes widened after realizing you were here and also recording him. He turned in embarrassment. “Y/N, why didn’t you say you were here?” Jude sighs after you stop recording. You giggle and wrap your arms around his waist. “I mean, you knew I was coming, and I just used the the spare key you gave me,” you shrugged. Jude smiles and kisses the top of your forehead. He could never be mad at you.

“Jude, this is just like your mom’s,” you said as you slurped the pasta in your mouth. Jude smile and finally digs into his food after watching you eat for a bit. “I am glad it is. Don’t you miss my mom's cooking?” He asked. You nod your head quickly and frown, “I wish she was here so she could make us food every day,” you whine. Jude smiled softly and bit his lower lips. He was nervous to ask you, but maybe you’ll find a college in Liverpool to finish your studies. And since you said you missed home cook meals, that can be a start.

“Did you see the rumor that Ronaldo is leaving Manchester United?” You asked. Jude nodded and continued to eat while he listened to you. “Where do you think he’ll go next? It must be tiring having to relocate all the time,” you say. Jude watches as you twirl the pasta onto your fork and sigh. You seemed deadpanned by the idea of having to move every once in a while and he doesn’t blame you, it can be exhausting, but he also wished you liked the idea. “I think he should go wherever his heart desires,” Jude says. He lick his lips and wipe the corner of his mouth and look stare at you while you wait for him to continue. “His wife and kids are also very supportive of him. They go where he goes, and that’s the best support he’ll ever get.”

You examine Jude’s expressions; his brows are a little close together, his hands are fidgeting with one another, his legs are too still, and he is way too weighty with what he just said. You hum and lean on your right hand. “Jude remember when I got accepted into Dortmund University?” You asked. Jude nods and smiles, “yeah, that was two years ago. You were very excited,” he says. You chuckled and nodded, remembering the shocked reaction to the news. “And two days after that you told me, you’ll be joining Borussia Dortmund. I thought it was weird because you always said you wanted to play for a team in England. Looking back, you did that because you wanted to follow me, didn’t you?”

Jude’s eyes widened, and he blushed at your sudden accusation. He tilts his head to the side and awkwardly rubs the back of his neck. “Well, I also wanted to experience new places,” he said, trying to excuse his behavior so you don’t think he is a psychopath. “We have been here for a while now, Jude. I know your contract is ending soon, and if you’re nervous about me not following you, then don’t worry about it.”

Jude sighs in relief, and you see his muscles calm down. “Does that mean?” He asked. You nodded your head, already knowing what he was asking. “You’re crazy if you think I won’t be going back with you to the UK!”

It was official, you had just given him the best news, and now it was really up to him to decide and follow through with the plan. Later on tonight, he’ll break the news to Trent and his brother, who will probably make fun of him, but it’s the reality that he needs, you haven’t officially met Trent yet besides seeing his photos or through video calls, but he knows you’ll get along with him. The rest of the England team hasn’t met you either, but they know you through him and can only form an opinion of you through his gushes.

“Babe,” he whispers as you doze off from a movie playing on the screen. “Hmm?” Jude smiles and kisses your head and pulls you closer to his chest. “Move in with me,” he said. You smile and let out a soft laugh, already knowing that the question was coming soon; you know Jude well enough to know that when he is passionate about something, he’ll make sure to get it by all means. You’re the most important person in his life right now, and he would do anything to have you by his side at all costs. “Why?” You asked. Jude plays with your hair while you relax under his touch. “So we can do this every day.”

5 Weeks Later

“Jude, this is wow!” You said while looking around the expensive interior around you. “I know, right baby, and come on, I can’t wait any longer,” he whispers. You giggle and follow his lead to the private bathroom he speaks highly of.

Today was Jude’s official first day at Liverpool, and he was giving you a tour after his practice. The stadium was much more impressive than his past stadium, and even the training ground seemed more expensive. You also met all his teammates and his friend Trent who was smirking at the both of you the whole time. It wasn’t till he brought up the bathroom incident that you found out why he was smirking.

Jude pushed open the door and immediately locked it and trapped you against it. You chuckle at his eagerness and wrap your arms around his neck. “What are you thinking about?” You asked. Jude smiles and gives you a peck on the lips. “I’m thinking about the short skirt you decided to wear and how I can easily slip my fingers inside,” he says. Jude then trails up your legs, and you gasp when he yanks down your panty. “Gosh, I haven’t done anything, and you’re already soaked,” he groans. You let out a quiet moan and pulled him down for a heated kiss. You would never get tired of his lips, his tongue, his biting, and definitely not his fingers. “I need you to be a good girl and stay quiet ok?” He asked. You nodded, and he gently placed a kiss on your forehead. Jude groans when his hand finally meets your slit, rubbing it as he breathes down your neck. He was about to insert his finger when a sudden voice startled the both of you.

“Ahum, Bellingham? You might want to take this somewhere else.”

You froze, and so did Jude. He moves his hands out of your skirt, dragging the panty up along the way. Jude slowly turns around and mentally slaps himself when he sees Trent and two other teammates standing five feet away. Trent had an embarrassed look, while his other two teammates were horrified. “We-we didn’t mean to interrupt, but this is the locker room, and we kind of was already here, sorry,” Núñez says while blushing massively.

You whimpered behind Jude and clung to his shirt. This was so embarrassing, and the first time they ever met you; you made such a good impression, and now they probably hate you. “Oh, sorry, I thought this was a private bathroom,” Jude embarrassedly explained. “Yeah, it’s two doors down. The door looks the same. Maybe that was why you’re confused,” Dijk shrugged. Jude chuckled nervously, and everyone stayed silent.

It was a long silence between the four teammates while they stared at one another. On the other hand, you are still hiding behind Jude, trying to magically disappear from the room. You really hope words don't get passed around like the other time.

It must have been about five minutes of awkward silence when Trent broke it. “You owe us food for one month, Bellingham.” You look up to see the back of your boyfriend’s head nodding. At least they would keep silent about the incident, even if it meant Jude being their lunch lady for a month.

“I hate you,” you mumbled when you guys were finally in his car. “No, you don’t, baby. Sorry,” he says, trying to make you forgive him. You rolled your eyes and crossed your arms. “Why are you such a horn dog? You couldn’t hold it until we get home?” You asked. Jude was taken aback by your question and pointed the finger at you. “I wouldn’t want to fuck you all the time if you didn’t take my virginity. Now I’m addicted to you,” he said. You blushed and hit his arm, causing him to yelp. “Don’t say embarrassing stuff like that!”

“It’s true, though,” you heard him mutter before he drove off. "Besides, it's not like the boys are innocent themselves."

You roll your eye and start playing the song that he loves to sing to you. "Ugh, don't tell me you are going to start recording me again," Jude groaned, remembering when his former club mates made fun of him. "Come on, babe, your other girlfriends want to see more of you," you teased while preparing your phone to record. Jude chuckles, thinking of the numerous TikTok edits about him using the stuff you put out there. "Ugh, fine, only because it makes you happy," he said. You cheer and kiss him on the right cheek before he starts singing Thinking Out Loud.

Side Note:

Anyone here uses Wattpad? I was thinking of making a Jude x reader fanfiction but an Instagram theme, but only if you want that.

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jjongscardigan · 21 days

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LOVE DRUNK ₊ ⊹⟡ — p.jongseong

PAIRING: non-idol!jay x fem!reader

GENRE: fluff, first meetings and all that shizz. Slightly suggestive at the end but nothing explicit. :)

CW: Does making out need a warning?? Mentions of retching, drugs, alcohol and horny people.

NOTE: Something smol I had in my notes since I had plans of writing on here. Enjoy~

SYNOPSIS:

Y/n prepares for a wild party, encountering chaos and unexpected situations. Amidst it all, Y/n shares a captivating moment with Jay, hinting at the possibility of something more.

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"Y/n work with me will you? Sunoo, your best friend, says. You guys are getting ready to go to a party. Sunoo got invited by a classmate of his and chose you as a plus one. "You keep stabbing my eye with that brush, sorry that I'm flinching?" You sarcastically say. He rolls his eyes and continues in silence. You guys dressed up as sluts for the party. You're wearing a backless black dress that leaves nothing to the imagination. Meanwhile, Sunoo wore an almost transparent shirt that he tucked into wide dress trousers topped off with a cute beret.

Half an hour later you guys enter a very crowded house. The atmosphere is humid and smells like weed. The music's so loud there definitely will be complains about it. The rap song playing starts giving you a headache. There's people making out everywhere and you catch a glimpse of someone naked running through the corridor. You make eye contact with Sunoo and he shrugs. You guys move towards the living room and look for drinks. "Hi, Sunoo!" Heeseung, who invited him, yells. You friend shyly waves and you nudge him.

"Drinks?" He asks. You nod and wait by a plastic house plant. Two girls, whom you recognise as Ryujin and Yunjin, bump into you but barely notice because Ryujin has her hand in Yunjin's cleavage and they're practically humping like dogs in heat. You quickly divert your eyes and see a group of very loud boys on the couch. One of them whom you know as Riki is shugging down a bucket of pint. You frown because that boy is not of age, but, hey, that is not your responsibility.

Sunoo comes back with a plastic cup and you guys start walking around looking for a spot to sit. Heeseung eventually calls Sunoo over and he walks away leaving you standing there all alone. You sigh dramatically and continue the journey all alone as well. Going up the stairs you almost slip because of a substance and brace yourself while recovering. "Don't even look at it, y/n" you retch and make way up. There's a door on your left and you open it hoping it's the bathroom. And bingo! But upon entering you witness Jake, straight A's astrophysics student, snorting a line from Minho's chest. "Want to join us?" His voice is slurred and you barely make out the syllables. You smile politely and close the door.

What even was that? "I'm assuming you witnessed Jake doing lines?" You jump up at the voice next to your ear. Jay, super-hot-ideal-boyfriend-who-majors-in-business-management-or-something-but-is-super-hot-and-speaks-french-on-top-of-being-super-hot, Park is leaning against the wall where you held yourself up in dramatics. He chuckles at your expression; "I once saw him do it from someone's dick" had to chug down a lot of bleach and I still can't forget. That manages to make you laugh. "Oh, my gosh? Who's dick?" Curiosity killed the cat but you can't help but ask. Jay leans closer to your ear and goosebumps form on your skin. Thus begins the gossip session. Jay tells you all about these parties and you hang onto every word he utters.

After a while he notices that your cup is empty. "Want another one?" You shake your head, "Nah, not a fan of alcohol" his eyes widen and he grabs your wrist. "Let me make you the best mix. So good you'll get addicted to alcohol." Without waiting for an answer he drags you all the way back down to the kitchen. "Addicted in a good way by the way" He shyly lets go of your wrist and locks eyes with you. You giggle because it's Jay Park. "Okay, sir. Blow me away"

As Jay busies himself behind the makeshift bar, you watch his every move with a mixture of fascination and amusement. His confidence is evident as he effortlessly mixes various spirits and juices, creating a concoction that promises to be nothing short of extraordinary.

"You're quite the mixologist, aren't you?" you tease, leaning against the counter as you observe him with a playful smile.

Jay grins in response, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "Just wait until you taste it. You'll be begging for more," he says, his voice laced with a hint of playful arrogance.

As he finishes preparing the drink, he slides it across the counter towards you with a flourish. "Here you go, my dear. A special creation just for you," he announces proudly.

Taking a sip, you're pleasantly surprised by the burst of flavours that dance across your taste buds. It's sweet yet tangy, with just the right amount of kick. "Wow, this is amazing!" you exclaim, genuinely impressed by his mixology skills.

Jay's grin widens at your reaction, his eyes sparkling with satisfaction. "Told you it would be good," he says smugly, leaning against the counter next to you.

You both fall into an easy conversation, exchanging stories and laughter as you enjoy your drinks. Despite the chaotic atmosphere of the party raging around you, being with Jay feels like a welcomed respite—a moment of calm in the midst of the storm.

As the night wears on, you find yourself drawn to Jay's magnetic presence, captivated by his charm and charisma. And as you laugh together, sharing secrets and stolen glances, you can't help but feel a flutter of excitement in your chest.

Maybe this party wasn't so bad after all, you think to yourself, grateful for the unexpected turn of events that led you to Jay's side. And as you continue to revel in each other's company, you can't shake the feeling that this could be the start of something incredible.

Eventually, the playful banter and lingering gazes between you and Jay become too much to ignore. With a surge of courage, you lean in closer, your lips brushing against his as you close the gap between you. The kiss is electric, sending shivers down your spine as you lose yourself in the moment.

Jay responds eagerly, wrapping his arms around you as he deepens the kiss, his lips moving against yours with a hunger that matches your own. The world around you fades away as you become lost in each other, the music and chatter of the party fading into the background as you give in to the undeniable chemistry between you.

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tammyu2 · 2 months

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My friend requested this from me personally :>

“I want it to start of with a bit of angst. I want you to take from the trailer of N and Uzi comforting eachother after losing V, and from there I want to see what you do with the two chatting and leading up to a first kiss...“

Comfort and Confessions

“U-uzi?“

Uzi sat there on the ground,with her legs hugged to her chest. Staring at the floor sadly. Befpre groaning and putting her good hand on her hair griping it slightly, gritting her teeth out of frustration. She had been too focused in her thoughts to notice N a few feet away from her, bending his knees while tilting his head to see her face.

Uzi stopped gripping her hair once she caught her reflection in an oil puddle next to her that was cause from a whole in the the ceiling. She the sighed before looking to her right and jumping slightly at the sight of N waving his hand softly. She looked away quickly while pouting.

“What are you doing here?” She said stubbornly while whipping away any tears that were spilling on her screen.

“I told Tessa I wanted to check on you... I was worried..“ He said softly. “N-not that you can't h-handly yourself!- Its j-just I wanted to check in- And all!-“ He said akwardly rambling nervously.

Uzi stands up before looking at him with holographic tears on her monitor-

[I guess cause ther are robots and all-]

“A-are you still sad about..?“ N didn't continue but she knew he was talking about V. “You know I'm here for you and all... We can go through this together- Oof!-“ Before N could finish his sentance Uzi ran up to him and hugged him.

Stiff and startled, N didn't do anything for a minute. When he finally registered what was happening he hugged her back as Uzi gripped his shoulder a bit more as tears started to spill from her monitor again.

N lulls her while hugging her gently. As if she could have broken at any moment. (The hug was a bit akward cause like she didn't have her other arm and all) They exchanged no words as Uzi calmed down a bit and pulled away slowly still in his arms. She shyly looked at N as N looked down at her.

Tears still in her eyes.

“I just.. miss her.. I hope she is okay..“

N was a bit taken back cause this was out of character for Uzi. But now? Her in his arms letting him see her vulnerable side. And opening up to him? He was shocked but also honored she trusted him this much to her like this.

N raised one of his hands and wiped away her tears and rested his hand on her chin.

“She will be fine. I know her, she won't go down so easily. So long we will be fine aslong as we are together. I promise I will protect you.“ N said reassuringly. Uzi did not respond. Still looking up at him before softly smilling and leaning into his touch as his hand came up to her cheek again.

“Thank you N. I know you will.“ She said as she looked at him longingly. Both of their expressions faultered as the slowly leaned in. N stopped when there was a small gap inbetween them.

“May I?“ He said whispering softly. Uzi didnt respond, only pulling him by his shirt and kissing him.

The kiss was sweet. A reassurance for both of them. Uzi mostly guided N because he was knew to this. And she was somewhat experienced from that one awkward kiss she had in kindergarden with this random guy because of a bet her old friend dared her to do.

N used the hand that wasnt holding her cheek to pull her closer by her waist gently. As he did that Uzi let go of his shirt and wrapped her arm around his neck.

Its was going all good till a voice sounded from the hallway N came from...

“What did I say about dating my robot?“ Tessa said as she sassily put her hand on her hip leaning on her right leg.

They parted quickly. N a blushing mess covering his face with his hands. Softly groaning out of embarrassment. Uzi blushing lightly before running up to Tessa face.

“Bite me! I never asked for your input!!“ She said gritting her teeth as Tessa’s stance didn't change.

They bantered back and forth as N was making sure his system didn't over heat.

What a first kiss hey? THOUGHTS??? THIS WAS MY FIRST ONLINE ONE SHOT!! HOPE YA LIKE IT!!!! (not proof read)

-Tammy<3

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ice-cream-writes-stuff · 1 year

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Hello I saw your post about super villain y/n can I request about the supervillains fighting over who kidnappes reporter yuu today when villain y/n just swoops in dragging yuu away while grim taunts the villains idk

It's been a long time since I wrote for that Au...! Thank you for requesting it! A HUGE shout-out to @britishassistant because it's their Au and it's one of my favorites!

[Yuu has no date life]

Based on the imagine above!

Knocking on the door to the apartment. You impatiently tap the heel of your shoe, holding the box of mini cakes and red roses.

"J-just a second (Y/N)!" Yuu called out behind the door, a bit of whisper-shouting and shuffles being heard after.

The well-known reporter had asked your civilian self on a date, so you decided, "Why not?" The two of you planning to meet at their home and make the date as you go.

Here you were, standing outside, waiting, and feeling like a fool. The sky had just turned into a warm sunset color, and you could have sworn your pretty bouquet of roses was starting to droop.

Leaning against the door, you stare down at your nice attire for the evening.

"So... While we wait, uh.. Talk to me about your day?" Yuu's voice was heard once again through the door. You perk up slightly, smiling happily, recalling the odd events happening during the day.

You weren't one for fashion, but you wanted to look nice. It wasn't every day you went out with someone as famous and cute as Yuu Radcliffe.

Your villain suit was on the board list of what you could wear... But you chuck the idea away, deciding to head into the city and find something nice.

Browsing through the clothing rack of a store more expensive than the machinery you made for evil schemes, you pause when noticing a tall lean figure a few steps away from you.

'Oh shit, they look so cool..'

Trying to be as chill and not creepy as possible, you go over to them.

"Hi.. I.. Like your clothes, where'd you get them?"

The person turns around, a pair of black sunglasses and a hat adoring their figure.

"Custom made, designed by me."

"Wow really?!" You get closer to them, looking over them once more and showering them with compliments by the second!

They smile at your fluttering, enjoying the way they were given attention without the need of even knowing his true identity.

"Hey, can I ask a personal question?"

"You may..."

"(Y/N) that's my name, but... Does this suit or dress look better?" You ask, holding up the two sets of clothing shyly.

Your clothing rack buddy lowers their shades and shoots you a look.

"Neither, dear apple."

You soon find yourself modeling with your new found clothing rack buddy. With him mostly choosing outfits that would suit you nicely.

Even paying for your outfit and deciding what cosmetics you should apply, he even gave you his number!

You smile at the warm air surrounding you when you step inside the bakery. Breathing in the intoxicating scent of bread or cake. Walking up to the counter, your grin becomes bigger towards Trey. Whose family owned the tasty establishment, but from the small conversations they've had with each other. Trey had somewhat of a second job like you, yet you doubt he knew that you were a villain for fun.

"Hey Trey, mind if I order a small box of mini cakes?"

"Your lucky I got these out of the oven," he replied with a soft laugh. Heading behind the counter to the kitchen.

"(Y/N), it's good to see you." A voice states behind you, turning around, you stare down at the well-off pharmacist. "Dr. Riddle! It's good to see you too, you' on a lunch break?" You ask, noticing his face become a lighter shade of pink on his pale skin.

"Ah, yes actually. How can anyone resist Clover Bakery," Riddle joked. Causing you to let out a small chuckle.

Trey comes back with the box of mini cakes and tells you your total, handing you a receipt once you finished paying. Waving goodbye as you and Riddle step out of the way for the next person in line.

"I didn't know you liked Trey's mini cakes as much as (favorite food)." The red-headed stated quizzically when noticing the small box in your hand, along with a few bags of items you had possibly bought during the day.

"They're not for me, I'm meeting someone today, thought I would surprise them... Ya'know?"

Riddle frowns at the idea of you hanging out with someone other than him, but he controls himself. Wishing you a pleasant evening and a promise of the two of you heading to the city gardens for tea and tarts.

Hearing full-on arguing and yelling, the door busts open as The Royal Flush and King were seen holding onto Yuu's arms while Charon and Leviathan were looking around the simple apartment.

Poison Queen scowled at the attire the reporter was wearing as Snake Charmer and Tsunotaro noticed you.

Tsunotaro strides up to you, his presence more domineering than the other villians.

"What makes you think yous earned a place to even be in the reporters' presence?" He hissed darkly, raising your chin to stare at him instead of Yuu.

"I.. I wanna to get to know them, that's how things like that work. Sure maybe I'm not "worthy", but I'd like to try."

You state plainly, shrugging your shoulders. Having known Tsunotaro when you were in costume, so you weren't that scared by him.

The villain hummed, letting go of your skin, "I see."

Gazing back at your roses, you came up with a idea.

You out one rose towards Tsunotaro, who looked shocked at your gesture you grin sheepishly.

Heading to the other quiet super-villians. You hand them all roses, saving at least two for Yuu and leaning one on the counter for Yuuken.

"Is it cool with ya'll for me to steal Yuu for a date?"

They all look at each other, then back at you. Letting go of Yuu as they stumble next to you.

"When I come back. All of you. Please leave my house."

{Ta-da! I hope you enjoyed! I'll be writing a bit more twst again so get ready! For my batman fans, I got something amazing for yall too!}

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kusuguricafe · 1 year

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Meido Day!

A/N: I realized it was Maid Day, and I really wanted to write something for it. Thank you for the suggestion, anon! Please enjoy 💖

Summary: Miyano has a Maid Day surprise for Sasaki!

Characters: lee!Miyano, ler!Sasaki

“Sasaki-senpai!”

“Oh, Myaa-chaa— Eh? Eeh??”

Sasaki turned to see his lovely boyfriend, no, a lovely-looking maid??

“D-does it look good on me?” Miyano shyly asked.

“Good? It’s absolutely adorable!”

Miyano blushed, avoiding Sasaki’s gaze. “You really think so?”

“Of course I do! But, don’t you not like wearing women’s clothing? Why are you wearing that, anyway?”

“It’s Maid Day.”

“Oh, I see. Kawaii~”

Sasaki took a closer look at Miyano’s outfit. The maid dress suits him surprisingly well, and the white hairband stands out well against his black hair, he thought. Those black stockings and adorable Mary Janes really make the outfit. I’m surprised he chose a dress that short, I can see his thighs—wait, have I ever seen his thighs before!?

“Sasaki-senpai?”

“Yes? Sorry, I was lost in thought for a second there. Could you do a spin for me?” Sasaki smiled.

“Oh! Um, sure!” Miyano lifted the ends of his dress up slightly and twirled around.

Sasaki was starting to feel faint. “The big ribbon on the back is very moe. Is that how you use it?”

“K-kind of.”

“So, uh, are you going out anywhere today, or…?”

“Oh, no, I just, uh… I did this for you.”

“You—you what?”

“I wore this for you!” Miyano said, much louder this time. “D-don’t make such a big deal out of it. I just thought that, maybe, you would like it…”

“Oh my gosh, Mya-chan… That’s the cutest thing I’ve ever heard. I could just die!” Sasaki said, holding back laughter.

“Hey! Don’t laugh!”

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry. You’re just too cute.”

Miyano’s eyes widened. His face was still flushed from the last few times Sasaki had called him cute in the past couple of minutes. This wasn’t helping. He covered his face with his hands.

“Aw, Mya-chan, don’t hide!” Sasaki walked over and gently moved Miyano’s hands away from his face. “There he is~!”

Miyano couldn’t stop a wobbly smile from appearing on his face. “S-stop! You’re embarrassing me. Don’t look at my face!”

“Why not? You have such a beautiful smile!”

“N-no I don’t! It looks silly…”

“You don’t look silly at all! Okay, well, maybe a little—”

“See!?”

“No no no! Not from that, j-just the outfit, but, it looks really good on you! It really does, I’m just still a bit taken aback.”

Sasaki realized he was still holding Miyano’s hands, which were now trying to escape.

“You’re not trying to cover your face again, are you?”

“...”

“Nooo, I want to see it! Please let me see my darling boyfriend’s face?”

“F-fine,” Miyano pouted.

Sasaki frowned. “Hold on a minute, I’ll be right back. I think I have something that will complete your look.”

Miyano sat down on their couch while he waited for Sasaki to return from the other room.

“Here! It’s brand new.” Sasaki said, presenting a black feather duster.

Miyano blinked in surprise.

Sasaki stepped closer and fluttered the feather duster over Miyano’s ear.

“EEP!” Miyano jumped and covered his ear with his hand.

“Oh? Is someone a little sensitive, hm~?” Sasaki waved the duster over Miyano’s other ear, and when he covered that one too, he waved it over his neck.

“Ehehehe nOho! S-stahahap!” Miyano covered his mouth.

“Stop hiding your smile! I want to see every part of my Mya-chan’s face.”

Miyano shook his head.

“Guess we’ll just have to do this the hard way…” Sasaki said, placing the feather duster down on the coffee table. He wiggled his fingers at Miya.

Miyano squeezed his eyes shut, his hands still covering his mouth. Sasaki reached down and began kneading at Miyano’s hips, causing the smaller boy to burst out laughing and squirm beneath him. Miyano almost immediately uncovered his mouth to bat at Sasaki’s hands instead.

“WahAHAHAha nononOHOHO! WhyhyHYEEE?”

“Honestly? I just really wanted to tickle you,” Sasaki admitted. “Seeing your bright smile and hearing your sweet laughter is a bonus! Tickle tickle tickle~”

“Yohohou cahahahan’t jUHUST say things like thahAHAHAhat!!”

“Sure I can!”

Sasaki moved up to Miyano’s ribcage. Miyano weakly grabbed at Sasaki’s hands, ultimately just holding onto them, making no real attempt to stop him.

“AhahahahahaahaAA! Hahaha noho, wAhahAAHAHA!”

Sasaki had to resist the urge to squeeze Miyano’s bare thighs. Maybe some other time. He didn’t want to push Miyano too far.

“Ihihit tihihihickles! Sahahahasaki-senpahahAIIII!!

But that wouldn’t stop him from pinching right above his knees. “Tickles?”

“YehehEHES!”

“Where else is Myaa-chan ticklish?”

“I’m nohOHOt just gonna tell yoHOU thahAHAhat!”

“Hmm, how about…”

Sasaki managed to catch one of Miyano’s feet, which had been thrashing about. He unfastened and slipped off his shoe.

“Ah, wait! Sasaki, p-p-please…!”

“Please what?”

“I, I don’t knohohow!”

“If you really want me to stop, I’ll stop.”

No response.

“Mya-chan?”

“Y-you don’t have to stop…”

Sasaki grinned. “Okay, just tell me if it’s too much, alright? This is the last spot I want to try.”

Miyano nodded. Sasaki gingerly scribbled his fingers across the ball of Miyano’s stocking-covered foot. Miyano screeched.

“Whoa! That bad?”

“Sh-shut up! WaitwAITWAHAHAHAA NAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAHAHAHA!!! SAHAHAHASAKI AAAAAHAHAAA NOHOHOT THEHEHEHERE!! PLEASE NOT THERE!!!”

“Here? Right under your toes?”

“AHAHAHAHAAAA ASDJKSFLHKHSGFKSBABJSJK!!!!”

“How are you even making those sounds? Haha!”

“PLEHEEAAAAHH PLEHEHEASE STAHAHAHAHAA!!!”

“Okay, okay! I’ll stop. I had no idea you were this ticklish! Breathe, you’re alright.”

Sasaki put Miyano’s shoe back on as Miyano caught his breath. He laid there, panting. His eyes were sparkling, and his face was flushed a deep pink. Sasaki gazed at him lovingly.

“Can I take some pictures of you before you take that off?”

Miyano opened his eyes and looked up at Sasaki. “But, my face is all red now, and I’m sure my hair looks ridiculous!”

“Pleeease, for me?”

Miyano paused to think.

“I won’t show them to anyone else, I promise! Please, Mya-chan!”

“Okay! Okay. For you.”

“Yayyy!!”

Miyano smiled genuinely, not feeling the need to hide it anymore.

#tickling #tickle fic #sasamiya #sasaki shuumei #miyano yoshikazu #lee!miyano #ler!sasaki #sasaki to miyano #princess scrawlings #maid cosplay #maid day

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elejah-wonderland · 4 months

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_elejah au

Love is in the Air

_a tvd fanfic_Part 2

a/n: I am already in Valentine's Day mood...hence this story...lol

Hope you'll enjoy it.

It's a light-hearted love story.

xoxo

Like clockwork, Elena was up at six and showered quickly, underwent her morning beauty regime, and packed most of her casual clothing. She then looked at the book and picking it up from the night stand. "All right, Elijah Mikaelson or Smith, whatever you like to call yourself nowadays. Hope you can write as good as you can dance."

She then whipped the book in the suitcase. Though they had met just this once so many years ago in Mystic Falls, this man left a mark, though she had only met him for the day.

She now took her phone and called Jo.

"Yes, I am at cafe acriss road. I thought you'd sleep a bit linger" Jo said as she picked up the call.

"I just want to get out of here. Ok. I will see you in five." Elena said before she hung up.

She now picked up her bag, slipping her phone in and looked around to check once more if she had everything.

"Ok. I think that's it." the brunette muttered to herself and then rolling her suitcase behind her, she got out.

In New York, Elijah finished getting dressed and walked out of his apartment rolling his suitcase behind him. In the taxi cab to J. F. K Airport, he fumbled with his phone, opening Elena's instagram. He looked at her picture she had posted about the last day of her movie shoot. He looked at her photo, transfixed, his mind travelling back to the night after his sister's college designer debu night.

Flashback

"Dance?" - Elijah said as he came up to Elena, who had just waved bye to her friend Caroline, scampering away with her boyfriend.

"What?" Elena looked surprised at this question without innuendos.

"Would you like to dance? Unless you don't dance - well, can I buy you a drink? I feel that this morning I intruded on you -"

"Yes, I'd like to dance" Elena now cut in mid-sentence.

The band played the Kings of Leon's 'Closer' as Elijah's hand slid around the brunettes back, taking her hand in his, smoothly sway and turn to the rhythm of the song. He found himself lost in a gaze as their eyes met. Elijah smiled at Elena, who smiled shyly at him. Rhythm of their bodies danced slowly with the music. He twirled her around, dipping her as he had lean forward closer to her at one moment. Staring at the beauty before him, his breathing became shallow and his heart had suddenly felt vivacious inside his chest.

Stranded in this spooky town

Stoplight is swaying and the phone lines are down

Floor is crackling cold

She took my heart, I think she took my soul

With the moon I run

Far from the carnage of the fiery sun

...

Over the years, every time he had heard this song, he remembered that one moment. Like the song said it felt like this woman took his heart and his soul, as that same heart of his was like a ghost ever since that evening.

Elijah swiped the phone closed. He took a note book out, and wrote a few notes for his new book.

Flashback

Two years back

"Who is Angel really?" Camille, Elijah's editor asked as she sat down on her desk chair.

"No one particular. I've just invented a character." Elijah fibbed. He knew all too well, who the heroine was.

"The book is amazing and it is going to print immediately. This will be a smash. It has everything, suspense, mystery, erotica. I am amazed that you have not thought of historical genre before." the blonde said.

"I thought that everyone is into murder mysteries." Elijah said.

"Well, your series of CSI detective Ross, was gripping, but this one will make it into a block-buster."

"All right. If you say so."- Elijah said and continued-"Is there anything else you need."

"I will talk to Gia about the whole promotion thing - well, you know it all"

"Yeah." Elijah nodded and got up.

"Erm- I just wanted to say sorry about your divorce."

"Thank you- but - it's not a big deal - Hayley and I had already separated - just didn't post it on any of tge social media." Elijah said.

"I know - but I thought that maybe you will get back together." Camille said.

"No. We've actually never really been compatible - it just took me a long time to realize that." Elijah said and turned the subject around to ask about if he would have a meeting with Gia.

"I'll call you when I speak to her." Camille said.

In Florence, Italy

"A fiat 500" Elena said as Jo now handed her the key cars over.

"You're apartment is in the old part of Rome, and the roads are quite narrow, and trust me you will be grateful to have such a small car."

"Oh - I love it. It's perfect. I want the ultimate Italian experience. Thank you." Elena said smiling."I hope it's red"

"It's a red one - yes. I don't know why the rented car always has to be red"

"It's to do with ladybugs - and good luck," Elena explained, and now sipped down the rest of her cappuccino,"ok- I am so ready. Can I ask you one last favour?"

"What?"

"A week without any phone calls and - about this new movie - I'd like to put money in it " Elena said.

"You want to co-produce it?" Jo said a tad bit surprised.

"I read the reviews and - the prologue - I have a feeling this will be huge."

"You got it. Right. Have a great time- and I hope you really enjoy yourself. And don't do anything I wouldn't do."

Elena raised and eyebrow at her friend as to say Please- do I ever do anything that is crazy?! And Jo nodded a little with a chuckle. The two women now hugged and Elena went away.

Though she had travelled extensive through Europe, visiting France and Paris numerous times, as well as Spain, and Portugal, the Netherlands, Belgium, Denmark, Iceland, Greece, also North Italy, somehow she had never had the time or moment to go to the eternal city. And since her college days in Mystic Falls, she was forever pumped up to go to the heart of the most romantic places on the planet. There was one more thing that had a particular reason she wanted to see it. Being a huge fan of vintage movies, she admired the most divine actresses the big screen had ever seen. It was Audrey Hepburn. She had even played Holly Golightly on London's West End.

Three hours later, after a steady drive down from Florence, she arrived. Already, as she drove in, the whole feel of the busy city, it's ancient vibe, made her feel like she entered a world where old met new. Unlike any other places, this one gave her a jolt of adrenaline in the tired and somewhat weary soul of hers.

Flashback

A year ago

Paris, France

"Here is to me - lucky in everything but love." Elena said and sipped down the champagne.

"Oh, come on, 'Lena" Caroline said, "Kaleb is the one - you should just so go for it. I mean he is the sweetest."

"Yes, he is sweet and lovely - but -huh- I don't feel - you know the fire - like I did with Elijah Oh, God - and we have just danced- we didn't even kiss"

"You are forever thinking of p 'EM dance thing' - God, Lena that was a thousand years ago -will you forever compare all the guys to something that never happened." Caroline shook her head.

"I need more Champagne" Elena said and waved to the waiter to bring her another glass.

"You have this dream-like thing in your head about this - and you have to stop it."

"Says you, who talks nothing about how love is fire and walking on clouds." Elena reminded her friend about her own views about love, romance and couples.

"Touché," Caroline now said,"but, seriously, Lena - you had this one dance- he left and he most probably never thought twice about it. Have you forgotten that Rebekah told me that he got married a year later."

"Yes. I didn't say that I pine after him or think what if - I am just saying that - Oh, God - I am actually thinking what if, aren't I?" Elena sighed, her eyes shining as if she finally had an epiphany.

"Yep. What if - Rebekah didn't pull him away, and what if - the next day you were not offered the role that kick started your whole career- and you jetted off to L.A. - what if - what if - but you can't live with what ifs." Caroline said.

"I know. Ok. Today is the day that I will officially forget the 'EM dance thing'" Elena said, but her heart fibbed.

Now, she walked into the apartment on the last floor. It was a cute, quaint little apartment. It was exactly what she wanted. She put her case down and went out on the little terrace, her gaze smiling at the sun dancing on the rooftops of the bustling city. Refreshing herself a bit, a minute later, she was out, and lost herself in the cobble-stoned labyrinth.

Meanwhile in Stefan Salvatore's Apartment

Elijah's phone rang and he picked it up from the nightstand, "Hello"

"Hey," Stefan said,"sorry - you're still asleep?"

"Hey- ah, I am- well - so jet-legged- and I worked when I got here - already got two chapters down," Elijah replied rubbing his eyes,"what time is it?"

"8 p.m." Stefan said, adding,"go back to sleep. We can talk tomorrow."

"No. Need to get up. Anyway - all is good. How are you?"

"We are fine. Damon says hi. If you have time pop to Amsterdam one weekend, you are more than welcome" Stefan said.

"Yeah- I'll do that. Thank you so much for this. It's not that I could not afford an apartment, but -"

"I know, you wanted a home-like feel, and I told you that it's not a problem. We are best friends - and stop thanking me. Ok. I got to go. Talk in a couple of days - a friend of mine, Stella has managed to get you to the Roman Historical Institution, to the archives that are closed to the public. She will give you a call."

"OMG- thank you." Elijah moved to the terrace.

"Hey- seriously, you don't need to thank me" Stefan said.

"Right. Say hi to everyone and we'll talk later. I need a pizza and a good glass of red."

"Down the street in Campo di Fiore, there is a great old-new bar, I can recommend. I don't know if you remember it - it had that Audrey Hepburn poster on the wall" Stefan reminded his friend.

"Yes, I do. Why do you say new bar?"

"The old guy died and his son redesigned it a bit, but it is still the same place, food is still good and the wine is even better." Stefan explained.

"I will definitely check it out."

And with that their conversation ended, both hanging up.

Elijah showered and changed. As he said, he was ready for something to eat, and he made his way down to the bar, he and Stefan hung out so often when he came to visit right after his separation, two years back.

The streets of the old part were bustling and though it had rained a tad bit, everything still looked so sparkly and inviting, with dancing cobbles under the feet, made Elijah feel like he was at home already, like there was an everlasting theatre on display as he walked through the labyrinth of the ancient streets.

And in his head he was writing out scenes for his book.

Plunging into the bar the next moment, with his imagination in full flow of the next chapter, his eyes, and his heart stopped still as they descended on Elena sitting by the large window.

_to be continued

#elejah #elena gilbert #elijah mikaelson #alternative universe #tvd imagines #elena and elijah #fanfiction #part 2 #love is in the air

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raidenssblog · 1 year

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Stuttering confessions

Pairing: Zenitsu's X male reader

Genre: fluff

Pronouns: he/him

Warnings: slight thought of homophobia. Not Proff read (it's me like what do you expect) angst to fluff.

Summary: Zenitsu finally tries confess to you.

A/n: I hate this sm😐

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When Zenitsu woke up, he knew today was the day he was going to confess to you. To get this weight off his chest.

Walking out of the butterfly mansion where he was staying, he walked out to the training area where he knew you'd be.

As he neared the area he slowed to a stop, Zenitsu suddenly tensed. "What if he doesn't like me back?" "what if he thinks I'm gross and stops talking to me?" "what do I do if others find out and their disgusted with me?"

All these thoughts rushed thought the blonds head rapidly. His breathing quickened and he turned around. He made his way out and finally breathed in deeply cursing himself for not telling you than.

Zenitsu heard tanjiro walk around the corner and call out to him. "Zenitsu! You awake ho- what's wrong?"

Tanjiro walked to the blond thinking it was another one of his melt downs. As he got closer he began to worry more as the scent of shame and sadness surrounded him.

Zenitsu knew tanjiro picked up on his feeling for m/n so he just turned towards him and hugged the other boy.

"i-i can't do it tanjiro. Its- what if he doesn't like me back? Or thinks I'm weird? I don't w-want to lose hi-m" the younger boy finally realised what his friend was crying about.

"it's ok Zenitsu, I'm sure he wouldn't do that to you. M/n's not like that you know that, and plus.." tanjiro looked away and kept talking.

"m/n likes you, alot. When you two are around each other all I smell is love. You need to tell him how you truly feel" tanjiro looks I to Zenitsu eyes.

"he, he likes me aswell? Why didn't you tell me?!" Zenitsu yelled grabbing onto tanjiro's haori. "I thought you would figure it out yourself aha" the red haired boy said while rubbing the back of his neck.

"ok than, ok. I'm going to tell him than, like today. I'm going to really do it." He said wiping the extra tear off and breathing in deeply.

"you can do this Zenitsu. Your going to do great!" Tanjiro smiled and ushered his friend in you direction.

Walking forward his eyes land on you. Stunned that you had your shirt off and sweating like crazy. Scars ran across you back chest and arms for your demon encounters, all the more making you look like a good in Zenitsu's eyes.

Walking forward some more he turned around and saw tanjiro give him the thumbs up while smiling brightly before running off.

Zenitsu turned back around to see that your looking straight at him.

"oh! Zenitsu! Come here!" You called him over waving you hand. The boy shyly stepped forward and smiled at you.

Sitting down you patted a spot next to you while grabbing some water before quickly drinking it quickly.

Sitting next to you Zenitsu turned away, face flushed and bright. "So...." You started talking breaking the silence.

"how long were you standing there, I feel bad for ignoring you" you said smiling, looking towards him.

"oh no I just got there when you saw me!" He said sharply looking at you shacking his hands. "oh thank god" you sighed. "Anyway was there something you wanted?" You looked puzzled to the boy.

Zenitsu started to panic a bit at the question, stuttering out a small response was all he could do.

"i- ah well um yes?" He looked away from you gaze, face burning even more than before. "I wanted to um tell you something, important"

"well? Go on than, I won't judge" so smiled.

"he's so beautiful. So pretty." Zenitsu thought while looking at your smiling face. Storing all the small details of your face into his mind.

"i- well I um. Oh god I don't know how to say this b-but I think- no I know I'm in l-love with you. J-just your smile makes me feel so light and happy, your kindness towards me even if I'm having one of my melt downs hits me so hard. I love every little flaw and every detail of you and your personality. I-l love you so much m/n!" He said quickly before getting up and going to leave almost on the verge of tears of embarrassment.

A rough/soft hand grabbed his shoulder spinning him around. As quick as he turned around he felt a pair of rough/soft lips on his.

Zenitsu swore his heart busted with emotions. Happiness, relief and most of all love.

Slowly closing his eyes he relaxed into the kiss and wrapped his arms around your neck. The two of you stayed like that untill you needed to pull away for air.

"I- I love you too Zenitsu"

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bro....I dropped my phone in the toilet, CHARGER SIDE UP. And what's worse is that it was at MY FRIENDS HOUSE LIKE OMG. And it was her 15th and we're were about to go to a fucking water park too. Like it was in my back pocket and when I went to go to the bathroom (obviously) I heard it fall in and I swear my life left me. Now there's wierd black spots under my screen, my cameras fucked, my power button dosent work, my up volume button dosent work and the volume randomly goes to max. And I got my fucking period and sliced not one but both my fucking feet while I was at the water park💀 like I loved and HATED that day. Can I get a break!?

#demon slayer #reader insert #kny x you #kny fanfic #agnst #male reader #fluff #kny angst #kny fluff #zenitsu x male reader #zenitsu x you #kny zenitsu #zenitsu agatsuma #demon slayer zenitsu #request

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stagbells · 4 months

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Written Work

From: @pollyannam3

To: @truffhollowell

Note: "Hello! I hope you're having a very merry holiday and enjoy this little thing! I loved writing these two, and this ship is very near to my heart as a Bretta lover and Teenage-Hornet Truther /j /j You enjoy!"

(Work link: https://docs.google.com/document/d/1gx8TO0IgolKbIl_XEK4FLgBSrO7I6hXkv9gu1hfTinQ/edit?usp=sharing )

Written work under read more

Bretta could hardly breathe as she held the picture to her chest. Her wings buzzed behind her, and she didn’t know how she ended up in this situation. Her head pulsed with a dull pain from lack of sleep. She could feel and hear her heartbeat. She-

“Bretta, are you going to stare a hole into my quills or are you going to come inside?” Iselda put her claw on her hip, beckoning the teen inside. She puffed out her breath and took tentative steps towards her. “Dear, the floor is not going to cave under you revealing spikes beneath. What’s the matter?”

Bretta looked behind her as if Iselda was interrogating her for some sort of crime. She went back and forth before speaking without a single gasp for air, “I need you to help me get ready for something really super important to me and If I don’t get this one right I might actually curl up and wither and or run away but I know I shouldn’t be so melodramatic but I need help-”

Iselda interrupted her by grabbing her shoulders, “Bretta! Bretta deep breath!” She put a claw to her chest and took a deep breath, instructing Bretta to do the same. The youth tried to copy but just held the stone picture closer to herself. “What do you need help with?” Iselda asked once the girl had an adequate amount of air in her lungs.

“I have…a date? Hangout? Prrrobably a date!” She waved her hands in anxiety, and Iselda could only stare at her with amazement. “Really?” She couldn't help but blurt. Bretta blushed, putting her knees together and holding the stone to her mouth. She cast herself away, shyly trying to hide.

“No no, that's great! That’s great, of course I’ll help you!” Iselda held out her claw to take the stone, “What’s this?”

“...I was wondering if you’d think I could find the materials to make…this dress I sketched?” Bretta hesitated once more before giving it over. “You know how to make a dress?”

“I dabble!” She smiled at Iselda as she looked over her sketch. It was a very elaborate puffy purple party dress. Bretta drew herself inside it but her sketch did not seem to reflect reality or her body type.

“...Honey, no. No, we do not have that kind of material just lying around.”

Bretta looked dismayed, but took the sketch back, “We can get something similar, but why do you think you need so much decorum?”

She blushed, and looked down, “My date, hangout thing…it's with…Hornet…”

It was like she told Iselda Dirtmouth was on the brink of destruction. She put her hand on her chest and gasped for her, “Oh!!!” She beamed in pride, moving around the counter in her slouch to give the girl a supportive squeeze on the shoulders. “The princess?!”

“Yeah-Yes-?” Bretta stammered a bit, and Iselda had to look at the sketch again. “We can get something, but not all of this. Your first date with this old kingdom’s princess, we can make it as special as we can.”

Bretta looked down, and tapped her claws together, “It's already so special being my first one…in general. It being with Hornet is just…so…it’s crazy.”

“Let me sort through some old boxes of mine and Corny’s and see what I can’t find!”

Bretta could hug Iselda again, but just held her hands to her chest, “Thank you thank you thank you!!!”

Iselda put an assuring claw on her back as she led her into their back rooms to search, a smile on both of their faces.

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The smile didn't last long as Bretta sat on Iselda’s floor with a sewing kit. They had found her a decent size bit of purple fabric, but it wasn’t as much as they’d like.

Especially because she was trying to make a dress with no mannequin so she was trying to sew it around her arms. Iselda was watching her work blind, and kept offering to help but getting shut down.

“I want to make it myself!” She would say, and Iselda left it at that. Until Bretta dropped the needle and growled at herself, trying to find it. Iselda sighed, and said, “You’re frustrating yourself on purpose, kid. Let me help you, or you’ll have nothing to wear in the first place.”

Iselda knelt and took some of the fabric, but saw Bretta had bundled it up and was sewing it together incorrectly. She tried to pull it apart but it tore, making Bretta gasp. “No no no!” She snatched it back and tried to pull the thread back in. “I need this to be good for my date!”

“It won’t be if it can’t attach to your body. Bretta, is there even enough here to wrap around your torso?” Bretta looked down, and reevaluated what she had in front of her. She went quiet, and just sighed.

“Kiddo, you don’t need this to be perfect to have a good date. I’ve talked with that girl when helping her and her siblings when they were all injured.” She put her claw on Bretta’s shoulder. “She’s basically a sugar-free cake-pop in a simple red skirt who likes bread and journaling.”

Bretta thought about that, and thought about how this date came to be. How she was so flustered asking the princess if she’d like to accompany her on a walk to pick some mushrooms.

“She did…start talking about how she made some rye rolls that mushroom stew would go great with…It’s her uncle’s recipe-”

Iselda waved a bit, “That too, her family already loves you so there's no boon to gain by pretending to be extra fancy. That old coot of a shopkeeper and his kids love you, her siblings love you, her knightly father loves you.”

She had Bretta look at her, “This town loves you exactly the way you are. We can make this work but your vision has to change. Will you let me help you do that? For your happiness and not your need to make it fantastical?”

Bretta looked at her pretty fabric, and felt it gently. She looked up at Iselda, little tears pricking in her eyes. “Mhmh..” She nodded, and Iselda sat down next to her. “Good answer.”

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“Is it done? Is it?”

The candle burned near low way faster than Bretta would have dreamed it to. Iselda was putting some finishing touches on the garment they created for Bretta. “It’s pretty much done! You girls best be safe in that fungal waste, I do not want to have to dust off my nail to come get you because you wandered too far into a pit of sentient mushrooms. If Cornifer’s stories are of any merit, which, why wouldn’t they be?”

Bretta spun around, facing her back to the door. “We will! Hornet knows the entire kingdom like the back of her hand, and I’ve learned my lesson about that place, yeah-” She chuckled sadly, eyes casting back to the floor.

“Awh, yeah, best be home before the candle burns completely out. I’d hate missing my usual customer in the morning because she stayed up too late getting mushrooms and making out with royalty.” Iselda ruffled the girl’s antenna, making her grab them in a blushy huff. “Iselda, we aren’t going to make out yet!”

“YET?”

Bretta gave a little yelp, pushing away from Iselda with an embarrassed squeal. “Noooo stop it!!!” She moved back, and waved her arms, “If I kiss her, that has to be right! It has to be!”

Iselda laughed, and Bretta was about to turn around and rush out with a thank you behind her because of the embarrassment. Before she could even process the thought of doing that, she heard a hum behind her.

“What’s to be right?”

Iselda shut her mouth. Bretta zipped around in fear. Hornet was standing there with a basket in hand; dressed exactly the same as she normally does but she had put on a white necklace. It was small on her, but still fit around her thin neck.

Bretta blurted, “Oh hi- Hornet! You’re gorgeous! I mean- You look good! I uh-” She looked down, already kicking herself in the mouth. She just put her claws together and gave her a giggle.

Hornet smiled, “Thank you. Your shawl is lovely as well.” Bretta blushed, holding her new purple shawl with glee. “Thank you!” She beamed and looked at Iselda as if extending it to her.

Hornet held up the basket, and said, “I made sure this basket was big enough for us to share. Mato and I weaved it not too long ago, and both he and my other father, Ogrim as you know, insisted we get plenty of thin stalky mushrooms for the stew.”

Bretta nodded, already excited because she’d get to hear Hornet explain what each mushroom was to look like.

Hornet looked at Iselda, and said to Bretta, “Are you ready? I’d hate to make you leave before you finish any purchases or business you need to carry.”

“Ah! No no, you kids go have fun. Be safe.” Iselda picked up a pair of scissors from the floor and stuck it in Bretta’s claw. “Don’t fall in acid, don’t do things I wouldn’t, etcetera, etcetera.” She gave the two of them a little push out the door, and Bretta just whispered another thanks to her. She couldn't tell but Iselda passed her a wink.

Hornet hummed, and offered her hand for Bretta to take. “Let’s make our way to the Stag then! My fathers are insistent we be home on time to make the stew together.”

Bretta took it, face already too warm. “We’re making it together?” “Of course. You forage, you get to skip the prep work. I will help with that anyways but let’s get on with it!”

Bretta smiled, and Hornet guided her away. She felt so happy just doing something simple with a girl she liked.

In simple clothes going to simple places to enjoy a simple stew. It was a date, but the nerves mellowed out.

They got plenty of mushrooms, plenty of laughs playing with them, and plenty of joy from each other's company. From giggles holding mushrooms to their face like they were hiding in bushes to getting distracted and tying bracelets to each other made of grass. Hornet sketched some of the mushrooms, and sketched Bretta posing with one.

They’ve never had more fun! It was just what they needed. Time to themselves and time to be kids.

Good food was also appreciated!

#bretta #hornet #stagbells #stagbells 2023 #hollow knight #written works

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Mae visits the set of Street Woman Fighter

Time: 2021

During a break during filming, Taeyong gotten a call from his manager. The dancers couldn’t hear much from where they were, but considering how quickly he moved, they assumed it was important.

The groups just conversed amongst themselves until they heard a rustle coming from behind the cameras.

“Who’s that?”

A small figure in a black hat can be seen trailing after Taeyong, holding onto to a few plastic bags.

“Mae brought snacks!” Taeyong said, pushing the girl to the front. Mae glared at him before bowing to the other dancers.

“Hello I’m NCT’s Mae!” Mae said smiling nervously, “I know everyone has been working hard, so I brought everyone snacks.”

“She’s so cute.” Honey J from Holy Bang said, watching as the girl hand out food and drinks to everyone. She felt her energy revive the entire room.

“She’s the same age as Yell, right?” Leejung Lee asked, which Yell nodded. When Mae went to YGX’s corner, she quickly waddled towards the girl.

“I’m actually a big fan of Yell,” Mae said shyly, gesturing to the B Girl,” I saw her when I was visiting Jisung during Dancing High so...”

Yell’s eyes widened, not expecting the confession. Then again, she did recall a girl visiting Jisung during the show so it must’ve been her. Yell was going to thank you for the comment until someone called out to Mae.

“Hey Mae,” Lip J from PROWDMON called out to the girl, overhearing the conversation, “Out of everyone here, who’s your favorite dancer?”

Mae froze at the sudden question. Taeyong laughed as he saw all the other dancers try to appeal themselves to the girl.

“Sorry, but BoA sunbaenim has my heart.”

BoA smiled at the girl and sent her a smile, causing her to smile. The groups sighed in disappointment but they couldn’t blame her, considering some of them had BoA as their inspiration in the first place.

“Mae-ah if you need a place to stay if being an idol doesn’t work out, you can join us!” Gabee from La Chica said, pointing to her group.

“I will work hard for NCT!” Mae said, bowing towards the teams.

“She’s so cute, what should we do?”

Mae continued handing out the food to the teams, with the help of Taeyong carrying the bags.

“Here’s some for you too Daniel-ssi.” Mae said, handing a drink to Daniel, who was standing by the stairs. He nodded gratefully and took a sip from his drink. The two chatted for a bit, talking about how they were fans of each other.

"Daniel-ssi you have to be careful,” BoA said playfully, “She’s already taken.”

Mae sunk to the floor in embarrassment, while Daniel quickly reassured everyone that it wasn’t his intention. The women in the room had teasing smiles on their faces, enjoying the look on Mae’s face. She had the energy of a little sister.

“Actually, Mae has a request for everyone.” Taeyong said, making everyone turn their heads back at the girl in question.

Mae quickly shuffled to the front so everyone could see her.

“I was wondering if I could get dance lessons from every group, “Mae asked awkwardly, “ Since I dance for a boy group, I don’t have many opportunities to learn from female dancers.”

“You can always join us!” Hyojin from WANT called out immediately, waving at the girl from her spot. Chaeyeon also sent her a wave, considering the two of them were friends when she was promoting as IZONE.

All the tension in Mae’s body was released when she heard all the other teams agree. It was decided that since Mae had to leave soon for a schedule, they would sort it out with Taeyong and their manager during another break.

“Street Woman Fighter Fighting!” Mae cheered, before quickly moving towards the exit.

A/N:This was rushed so I hope it wasn’t too bad skdlfhd

#nct 24th member #24th member of nct #nct addition #nct oc #nct female addition #nct 127 female member #nct 127 female addition #nct dream female member #nct dream female addition #kpop female addition #nct female oc

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