#I'm glad I still love the current though <3

[erikahenningsen]

Regina takes up 2/3 of the bed but it works for them because Cady sleeps curled up in a little ball. Regina hates having to sleep without Cady because sometimes she has nightmares and she always feels guilty about calling Cady in the middle of the night.

Now, please do this 😔🙏, or if you could, elaborate more. I'm currently in the midst of brainrot.

#grad school universe / Angie's fic

Regina wakes up just as the bus is about to hit her, breathing hard.

For a moment, she's completely disoriented, before she realizes she's in her bed, her apartment dark and silent.

Regina presses a hand to her forehead and finds it tacky with sweat, and her throat is a bit tender. She wonders if she had been screaming in her sleep. That's happened before—and completely scared the shit out of Cady the first time.

Cady.

Instinctively, Regina reaches to Cady's side of the bed, and finds it cold and empty. Right. Cady is at her apartment in New Haven. Regina is still getting used to spending more nights apart than together. She'd never tell Cady, but she thinks the nightmares have become more frequent as a result.

Regina wants to call Cady. She needs to hear her voice. It's the only thing that slows her heart, which is still pounding inside her chest with panic. But it's the middle of the night, and Cady has class in the morning.

Regina rolls over and tries to ignore it, to will herself back to sleep—or at least into a calmer state. But every time she closes her eyes, all she sees is Cady staring at her with horror as the bus plows into her body. Sometimes, in the dreams, the bus hits Cady instead. Those are the worst ones.

After a couple of minutes of trying to relax by sheer force of will, Regina tries deep breathing. She tries listening to some calming music. She even tries a free meditation video on YouTube, even though she thinks it's stupid. But she doesn't feel even a little bit better.

Before she can overthink it, she taps on Cady's contact and holds her breath as the phone rings.

Just as Regina thinks the call is going to time out, Cady picks up. The screen is dark, but Regina can make out part of Cady's face on the screen.

"Regina?" Cady mumbles sleepily. She squints against the light of her phone. "You okay?"

"Hi, baby," Regina whispers. She feels guilt flare in her stomach at Cady's sleepy face, but she already feels less like she's having a heart attack.

Cady runs a hand down her face. "Did you have a bad dream?" she asks.

Regina cringes a little at the wording—it makes it sound like she's four years old—but now is not the time.

"Yeah," Regina says. "I just needed to see you."

Cady makes a vague gesture that might be a wave. "Here I am."

"And so beautiful, as always," Regina says. She's always found it quite unfair how Cady looks gorgeous all the time, even in the middle of the night.

"I love you," Cady says, with so much affection that Regina physically aches to be with her. "I'm glad you're alive."

"Me, too," Regina says. "Most of the time."

Cady makes a displeased noise, and Regina knows if it weren't the middle of the night and they weren't in separate states Cady would insist on having A Conversation about the most of the time part.

For a few moments, Regina just looks at Cady's face. Well, more like half of her face. At a weird angle. But her breathing has returned almost to normal, and she isn't trembling anymore.

"I'm gonna fall asleep," Cady admits, eyelids drooping, "but I'll leave my phone on."

"Good night," Regina says. "I love you."

Cady kisses the tips of her fingers and taps them against the screen as her eyes close.

It'll have to do, for now.

#cadina #mean girls #mean girls 2024 #mean girls broadway #mean girls the musical #regina george #cady heron #grad school universe #ask #anonymous #prompts

[luciana-silentstar]

Good lord.

#LOOK AT THAT #somehow it feels more like Luciana has grown with me vs feeling like I've lost her #I think it helps a lot that her character has evolved in a similar way in her development over the years #if that makes sense <3 #ah. this just sparks joy #I will always miss the old SSO though #the vibe was different and just clicked perfectly with/to me #I'm glad I still love the current though <3 #unfortunately #SSO still owns me LMAO #can't... let go... of silly horse game......... #pry it from my cold dead hands #Midnight Blood

[galedekarios]

gale as a professor at blackstaff academy

i have to say that at first i wasn't too sold on the (then still fanon) idea of a professor ending because of gale's own prior anecdote about being irked by his previous students and their inadequacies.

i thought it might not be a good fit for him as far as professions go.

but reading the epilogue files, i have come around on it.

i think it's just one more way in which he's really grown into himself, become content with who he was in the past, the mistakes he made and what he has learned from them, and the person he wants to be in the future:

Player: You? A teacher? I'd hardly say you set the best example for impressionable young wizards... Gale: I think it makes perfect sense. devnote: Surprised you wouldn't recognise this, a tiny bit offended you don't trust him to do this Gale: Who better to warn of the perils of misusing magic than someone who was once only a wayward sneeze away from destroying a mid-sized settlement? devnote: playing up to his past a bit, you can imagine this is how he acts with his students Tara the Tressym: Don't remind me of those terrible times, Mr Dekarios. My blood pressure has only just recovered.

a few more cute banters & things we learn about gale and his new teaching position:

tara swipes at students who fall asleep in gale's classes, which he himself doesn't mind. he, too, slept through some of them (like his calishite lessons):

Player: Perhaps that's a good thing. I'm sure they're far better students than I was... Gale: Ah, so you still remember our little lesson? devnote: A little bit bashful, it was a vulnerable moment for him Gale: 'Teaching' you was hardly an effort at all. Not like my present cohort of apprentices. devnote: Complimentary, pulling the thought back to the teaching element after getting lost in the memory of the moment Gale: They try their best, of course - when they can manage to stay awake. devnote: Not upset by this - he slept through his fair share of classes as a student Tara the Tressym: The cheek of them! Nothing a well-placed swipe from Tara can't fix, though.

2. gale offered to teach more subjects than illusion via simulacra:

Player: Only a professor? With your expertise, I'd have thought you could teach every kind of magic going... Gale: I did offer, as a matter of fact. devnote: Secretly glad the player thinks so highly of him Gale: However, the Blackstaff insisted I couldn't teach every subject, nor could the simulacra of myself I offered to create for that purpose. devnote: Reluctantly accepts that this was the right decision Gale: So, I've settled for teaching the art of illusion. Magic to confound the senses, to render the impossible into reality, and to allow expression of that most magical attribute of all - imagination. devnote: Selling it a bit - he wants to make sure you appreciate how cool this is

3. gale has told his students about the player's adventures and will invite a player to be a guest lecturer:

Player: I found the love of my life. I'd say I'm pretty happy. Gale: And I couldn't be happier for you. A fitting reward for the sacrifices you made in getting here. Gale: I've told my students plenty of tales about our escapades. You're something of a hero to them, you know. Gale: I'd be delighted to introduce you to my current cohort - as a guest lecturer, perhaps? I'm sure they'd have plenty of questions for you. Player: It would be my pleasure. Gale: Excellent. I knew you wouldn't be able to resist the allure of sharing your expertise. Gale: Of course you'll be most welcome to stay with me in my tower- Tara the Tressym: Ahem. Gale: My apologies, Tara. That would be our tower.

4. his students find him somewhat intimidating due to his backstory with mystra and the orb:

Gale: Well, that was quite lovely. I'm glad you're as pleased to see me as I am you. Gale: I have to say, I'm quite grateful to just be 'Gale' for the evening. Gale: I fear my students find me somewhat intimidating, due to my erm, explosive former reputation. I seem to put the fear of the gods into them. devnote: He plays up to his reputations a bit, so he isn't overly surprised Gale: Or the fear of Mystra, to be more specific. Gale: I surrendered the Crown of Karsus to her, as I told you I would. And in return, she cured me of the orb at last. Gale: Even now, I struggle to put the feeling into words. It was like exhaling for the first time, after holding my breath for so very long. Gale: Of course, I haven't clarified with my students that the orb is no longer a threat. The legend of my explosive capabilities is an excellent means of controlling a classroom. Too good, if anything.

5. he wants to teach his students that there is fun in studying magic:

Gale: I spend most of my time trying to convince them how much fun the study of magic can be, but it'd be easier to crack a smile on an intellect devourer than some of my pupils... devnote: Despairing a little, doesn't understand why they aren't all as passionate as he was Player: Or on a mind flayer, perhaps... Gale: Smiling may no longer come easy to you, but I've seen how your tentacles twitch at my jokes. Even the ones I'm not entirely certain I was trying to make... devnote: Last sentence a tiny bit self-conscious, aware that people sometimes find him ridiculous. Gale: Still, I hoped my students might be a little more open to the playful side of such magic.

anyhow, i hope this was insightful to someone! 🖤

#gale dekarios #gale of waterdeep #baldur's gate 3 #baldurs gate 3 #bg3 spoilers #bg3 patch 5 spoilers #bg3 meta #ch: gale dekarios #vg: baldur's gate 3 #series: baldur's gate #meta: mybg3

[misc-obeyme]

Hello hello!!! I just saw your kink/flufftober post and wondered if I could request “biting” with barbatos? It can be either fluff of nsfw, whichever gets the creative juices flowing more! As always, love the work you do here, thank you!!!!

Hello and thank you I'm so glad you're enjoying my writing! <3

I was doing so well keeping within my word count limit until now. I can't act like I'm surprised, it's Barbatos we're talking about lol. And I decided to use this as a kink prompt because ooooof I love biting. So you know, having two things I very much enjoy as a prompt ended up with something slightly longer than perhaps intended. But I think it turned out okay still!

Thank you for submitting a prompt!

KINKTOBER 2023

GN!MC x Barbatos

NSFW MDNI

Warnings: biting, a little bit of blood, oral and penetration (both reader receiving)

You were in the kitchen at the Demon Lord's Castle, helping Barbatos make red velvet cupcakes. Since it was a flavor from the human world, you had agreed to help out with making them, passing final judgment on how they turned out. You were currently mixing the red food coloring into the batter. While the recipe you had used was a classic red velvet recipe, the bright color of the cake still needed that extra vibrancy from the food coloring.

Barbatos was beside you, mixing vanilla into the frosting.

Normally, Barbatos entered a sort of flow when baking. It was almost meditative, the way he moved around the kitchen so easily. But at that moment, you noticed that he seemed a little distracted. Certainly the frosting was looking delicious, but he seemed to be focused elsewhere.

You stopped what you were doing and looked over at him. He froze, meeting your eyes for a moment before flicking his gaze down to your fingers.

You looked down at your hands and saw that they were covered in red food coloring.

You laughed a little. "Sorry," you said. "I'm making a mess, huh? Is that why you're so distracted?"

Barbatos closed his eyes and frowned. "You needn't apologize, MC. I'm afraid seeing that brilliant red on your skin has made me think of things I shouldn't."

You were puzzled by this response. You cocked your head curiously. "Such as…?"

Barbatos opened his eyes and the hunger you saw there made heat run through you. Barbatos put down the spatula he'd been using to mix the vanilla into the frosting and took one of your hands instead. He brought it to his lips and kissed away some of the red. The way it painted his lips was so sensual your knees went weak.

You let out a little gasp as Barbatos circled behind you, putting his red stained lips to your neck. You had to grip the kitchen counter for support as he sucked for a moment, his arms going around your waist.

Barbatos let his teeth scrape gently across your skin as he pulled his lips away. "Forgive me, MC. I am not sure what has come over me."

His arms moved as if he was about to move away from you, but you put both of your hands on them. You didn't care that you were likely getting red food coloring on him. You just wanted to hold him in place. "Don't stop."

Barbatos pressed himself into you and there was no mistaking the erection you felt against you as he put his lips back on your neck.

You moaned as he bit down gently, as though he couldn't resist but he also didn't want to hurt you too much.

You deliberately pushed yourself back against him, making it clear that you knew how turned on he already was.

Barbatos laughed softly against your neck. "What is it you would like from me, MC?"

"I want you to bite harder," you said.

Barbatos put his lips on your ear. "As you wish."

A tingle ran up your spine at the sound of his voice in your ear. He turned you around in his arms, then lifted you bodily. He set you down on the kitchen counter, on a spot that was far away from where you had been attempting to make red velvet cupcakes.

In moments, Barbatos had removed your clothes and put his lips on your inner thighs. Your hands flew to his head, fingers running through his hair. You gasped and tried desperately not to pull when he bit down on the sensitive skin there, harder than before just as you had asked. He worked his way up your thigh, biting the whole time, making you gasp and whine as he did.

When he finally put his tongue between your legs, you cried out his name, your legs squeezing around his head involuntarily. He stayed there for a long time, but he never let you get too close to orgasming.

Barbatos finally stood up, causing you to whine and grip at his arms unhappily. You squirmed on the counter top as you tried to pull him closer to you. He obliged, moving closer to stand between your knees.

Barbatos reached out and put his fingertips to your neck where he had been biting it earlier. He wasn't wearing his gloves, of course, he had taken them off long before you even started baking. Now his fingers were covered in the red food coloring.

"Barbatos," you said as you pulled on his pants, unzipping them and pulling out his cock. You rubbed it in your hands for a moment before looking at him. "Please."

"Normally I would not allow such a mess to occur on my kitchen counter," Barbatos said quietly, putting his hands on either side of you and leaning in to your neck once again. "But I'm afraid you've awakened something in me, MC."

You wrapped your arms around his shoulders in an attempt to pull him closer. You realized that the counter here was a bit lower than it was in most of the other places in the kitchen. Which meant that you were at the perfect height. You smirked a little when you realized that Barbatos knew exactly what he was doing when he placed you here.

The smirk was gone in an instant as Barbatos pressed his cock into you, his teeth leaving marks on your neck at the same time, his hands gripping your hips. You had to hold on because as soon as he was inside you, Barbatos did not hold back. You felt your entire body heat up as he thrust fast and hard, his teeth continuing down your neck. He reached up to pull your top out of the way so he could bite down your shoulder.

The sweetness of his cock inside you mixed with the pleasurable pain of his teeth was almost too much sensation. You couldn't hold still and you couldn't keep quiet. You were already close from when he was using his tongue and it wasn't long before you were crying out, clamping hard around him. You felt his cum inside you only moments later.

When Barbatos pulled away to look at you, the red of the food coloring was still bright against his lips, but there was a slightly darker red next to it now. He leaned back in and kissed the bite marks he had left.

"Your blood is much prettier than this food coloring," he said softly in your ear. "I do hope I did not hurt you too much by drawing it."

You sighed against him, leaning your head on his shoulder. "Next time you can add the food coloring to the batter."

Barbatos chuckled, taking your face in his hands and kissing you. Later you would need to wash the red off your hands as well as your lips, cheeks, neck, and thighs.

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#apparently Barbatos only allows sex in the kitchen when he can't control himself #which seems to happen when there's food coloring involved? #I dunno I just write what the smut muse brings me #obey me #obey me nightbringer #obey me shall we date #omswd #obey me smut #obey me barbatos #obey me barbatos smut #om barbatos #barbatos obey me #obey me barbatos x reader #obey me barbatos x mc #obey me x reader #misc kinktober 2023 #misc naughty times #misc writes

[mydarlingem]

ever since we met

guys we are SO BACK i bring gifts <3 didnt realize how much i would miss writing on here. currently working on rewriting old work and new stuff so i can get back to posting on a weekly basis. hope you have been well and enjoy!!

cw. sakusa kiyoomi eats pussy, what more could you need

wc. 1800

you met sakusa kiyoomi two years ago when he took over his father’s business. every monday and saturday at 4 pm, he knocked on the back door of your flower shop. big boxes filled with one the best flowers for you. it was also two years ago when you first opened the door for him that you realized you loved him. he was so sweet and kind, always taking time to ask about you and following up on events in your life. you figured he did this with everyone on his route. little did you know that your sweet kiyoomi did not ask questions about any of his other deliveries.

he was determined to get to know you, however long it took him. he knew the movies you saw, the terrible dates you went on, your favorite flowers and your least favorite customers. no detail was too small for him, because he did care about it all. he liked your passion for your work and your love for the people around you. ever since he knocked on that door monday at 4 pm two years ago he has loved you. he knows it crazy, and he can't rationalize it for the life of him but he knows it's the truth. he knows you probably don't reciprocate but god he can't help it.

“hey kiyoomi what did you bring for me today?” you say with a smiled as you prop open the door for him. the way you say his name makes him weak in the knees, he loves how comfortable you are around him. “besides my beautiful face, everything you had on your list and an extra case of snapdragons because i know you always run out by thursday.” he smiles at you and sets down the boxes. “you really are the best thank you” you say as you walk back over to the counter to continue cleaning roses. “how are you today my favorite florist?” he asks as he sets down the last three boxes in their designated spot. “busy and understaffed” you sigh. “glad to know things always stay the same around here” he smiles and hands you a clipboard for a signature.

he likes the way you sign your name, he can't explain it but it suits you. “you know you are the last delivery of the day, so is there anything i can do to help out?” he takes the clipboard back from you as you hold back from speaking for a moment. “i have so much to do are you sure?” you ask hoping it's not just pity. “i'm here for whatever you need” he says as he takes his hoodie off and sets his things down. you never realized how many tattoos he has, or how big his biceps were. maybe him staying was good for morale. “would mind cleaning some mums for me?” he nods and steps to the counter to start.

its quiet for a little, the silence isn't awkward though. you look over at him, he's so efficient. his hands are so perfect, how is he so perfect? his voice snaps you out of your trance. “how was that date you had last week?” he asks, not looking up from the flowers in his hands. “lets just say i won’t be seeing him again” you exhale softly, mentally pleading that the very attractive man across from you will not ask you to embarrass yourself further. kiyoomi laughs softly before speaking again, “i can't believe we have never hung out outside of work” he says as he continues to clean flowers. his heart was racing at this point, you made him so nervous he was hoping you couldn’t tell.

“i know it's so crazy! we have to do something soon” you say with a smile. “well what are you doing this weekend? there’s a new bar i want to check out and i’d love to take you.” “if i didn't know any better i would think you were asking me out on a date kiyoomi” you smile before looking up at him and making eye contact with him. “and what if i am?” he says still smiling, your cheeks were so hot, was he messing with you? “well i'd think you were joking” you say trying to control the tone of your voice. he sets his flowers down as he makes his way to the other side of the table where you stand with shaky hands.

“oh im dead serious pretty girl” he runs his hand along your jaw tilting your chin towards his face. he's smiling at you like you hung and the moon and stars just for him. hes so close all you can smell is his cologne, god did he always smell this good? you aren’t sure who leans in first but your lips touch and suddenly everything feels so right. hes holding your face in his hand but slowly becoming so desperate as he kisses you. the cold metal of his lip piercings feels so good against your lips. you can't seem to get enough of him and you wrap your arms around his neck. he taps your thighs as you wrap your legs around him, he gently sets you on the counter. he breaks away from the kiss breathless and rests his head against your shoulder “you're so perfect” he all but whimpers against the skin of your neck.

“i've wanted to kiss you for so long” you say as he kisses your neck, and you run your hands through his soft hair. he moans softly at the contact and lifts his head up to kiss you again. standing in between your thighs he wraps his hands around your waist, smiling into the kiss. he can't believe this moment is real, he can't believe he finally worked up the courage to to act on his feelings. the all too familiar jingle of the front door opening snaps the both of you out of your bliss. “fuck” you say as you hop off the counter, “hi ill be right there." you look back to kiyoomi “will you please stay i promise i'll be so quick”. he smiles “dont worry im not going anywhere sweetheart.” you smile and kiss him on the cheek before running off to the front.

this might be the happiest he’s ever been. you’re so soft and sweet and oh my god he loves how gentle you are with him. he loves the effect he has on you, in fact he may just never move from this spot in the hope that you kiss him like that again. “thank you have a great day” you chirp as your voice breaks him out of his trance. you appear into the doorway to the back of the door with a smile. “hi” you say as you make your way back over to him, “hi sweet girl” he wraps his arms around you again. “i close in about 30 minutes, will you come home with me?” you ask shocked by your own boldness. the way you are looking at him he thinks he might die. “god i'll be wherever you want me.” the effect you had on him was unreal. “let me drop off my truck and i'll be back in fifteen”, “be quick” you say as you twirl his hair with your fingers. have you always been this hot?

kiyoomi was convinced was losing his mind. he has never moved faster in his life. he doesn't even remember driving his motorcycle back to your shop. all he knew is that he was walking back into your shop with more determination than he's ever felt before. “hi handsome” you say as he drapes his body against yours. “almost done?” he asks as he kisses your cheek. “i have about fifteen minutes before i can go but i'm all done.” you turn to kiss him as he plays with the waistband of your jeans. the kiss is messy and hot, he felt weak in the knees. “i can think of a few things to pass the time” he says as he breaks away from the kiss.

you smile looking up at him, his face was flushed and you could help but be proud of the effect you had on him. “please let me eat you out” your jaw drops at his words. “here?” you ask and he grins “here” he says as he drops to his knees in front of you. you could finish from just looking at this beautiful large man on his knees in front of you. “god please” he's quick to unzip your pants and slide them down your legs. he places small kisses along your thighs as he moves to put your legs on his shoulders. he kisses you through your underwear and you whimper softly. sliding your underwear to the side he starts softly using his tongue, and puts a finger inside you as he continues.

you grip his hair and squeeze your thighs against his head as he quickened his pace. “harder” he whimpers into you and you squeeze harder. god his tongue piercing is incredible. you are getting close to finishing, and he can tell. he moans into you like this is pleasuring him just as much as it is you. “more kiyo” you moan out. he moves faster as he inserts another finger. the nickname could have made him cum in his pants. you are quickly approaching your high as you stutter out an “im close” he's moving faster than before, focused on you and only you. he's eating you out like a man starved, the cold metal of his piercing mixed with the warmth of his fingers had you seeing stars.

you moan his name as you finish and he cleans you up with his tongue. your legs were shaking as he stands up and licks the rest of you off of his slender fingers. “you're so incredible” you say as you wrap your arms around him and kiss him, the taste of you still on his tongue. “i've been dying to do that for two years” he says as he pulls away from you. “i love you kiyoomi” you say looking him in the eyes, "i've been dying to tell you that for two years" mustering the courage to confess everything to him. “god i love you” he says cupping your face in his hands as he kisses you again. “i love you i love you i love you” he says softly in between kisses. "ill spend forever making you feel it."

#haikyuu x reader #haikyuu smut #sakusa x reader #kiyoomi x reader #haikyuu kiyoomi #sakusa kiyoomi x reader #sakusa x reader smut

[somber-sapphic]

hi it was me who sent in the request it was a emily x reader and the prompt was i am not sick i think , it was the reader who is sick thank you 🫶

A Call For Rest

〖Summary: After an exhausting week Emily convinces you to go home and rest.〗

〖Word Count: 900〗

〖Pairing: Emily x sick R〗

〖Notes: I'm so glad that reached you! And so so sorry about my accidental deletion, I truly don't know what happened there. I sincerely hope this makes up for it <3〗

“Hey love,” Emily murmured, appearing in the doorway as if she’d teleported there. You hadn’t heard her walk up, though you couldn't hear much through your clogged ears. You set your pen down and wiped your nose on your sleeve, too tired to care about how gross it was. The world was sort of hazy, your mind cloudy. 

Writing up case reports was probably not the best idea considering your current mental state but you remembered enough to feel confident that you could go over notes with JJ to get the full story. 

The media liaison would likely be okay if you just dropped the papers on her desk, she had already checked in on you twice and tried to force you to take some medicine. When you refused she’d settled for leaving a cup of tea on your desk. You drank a little bit but forgot and let it get cold, cold tea wasn’t appetizing. 

“Hi Em.” You croaked, the words grating across your throat. Swallowing was already painful enough but talking seemed impossible. Emily walked into your office and leaned against the side of your desk, looking down at the papers that you were scribbling on. She frowned at the illegible writing, trying to make out even the simplest words. You typically had great penmanship, rivaling even Hotch’s, but this was bad.

“Is it safe to assume you aren’t feeling very well?” She put a hand on your shoulder and squeezed gently, concerned that she could feel the heat through your shit. It was a light shirt, but still, she shouldn’t be able to feel your fever through a layer of fabric. 

“I’m fine, just tired. Long week.” You were trying to use as few words as possible while still speaking somewhat normally but with the way your voice sounded, it didn’t matter. Nothing could save you from the reality that you weren’t going to win this fight. The last thing you wanted to do was leave work unfinished to pile up, but Emily didn't look like she was letting you get away that easily.

“Hmm, long weeks don’t usually make me sound like I gargled knives for fun. And you feel pretty warm. And your nose is running.” If she kept listing off things you were doomed. You wiped your nose on your sleeve again and sniffled, not removing your eyes from the papers. It was getting harder and harder to focus, everything was so blurry, and your head felt so groggy. 

“I‘m not sick.” You protested, swiping a hand across your eyes in a useless attempt to clear your vision. You refused to accept that you were just lightheaded and no amount of blinking or rubbing your eyes could fix that. Emily sighed and laid her palm on your forehead, making a face at what she felt. 

“I think your fever would beg to differ. You aren’t getting much done here anyway. I can’t read any of that.” She gestured to your sloppily written paperwork, not bothering to sugarcoat it. She’d had enough experience trying to reason with you that she knew you responded better to directness than to dancing around a subject.

You frowned down at your desk and coughed into your fist, your lungs protesting the extra effort they were being forced to use. Emily put a steadying hand on your back, providing support as you choked on whatever your body decided it needed to hack up. 

 When you were finally finished you looked up at her to find dark brown eyes staring back, filled with concern. 

 “Please, you need to rest. You’re so pale, you look like a ghost. I don’t want you to pass out here.” She caressed your cheek, leaving her palm there as an extra show of her love for you. She wasn’t always the best at offering comfort, she had trouble figuring out how to, but this she could handle. There was an easy fix to being sick and she was more than willing to take care of you through it. 

 “What about-” 

 “I’ll take care of it. Let Emily take you home, I’ve seen corpses that look more alive than you.” JJ’s voice startled you, making you jump a little in your seat. God everyone was just popping up out of nowhere, maybe you were worse off than you thought. Emily smiled at the media liaison and wrapped an arm around your shoulders in a loose hug. 

 “Come on love. Let’s go home. I’ll help you walk.” 

 “I don’t need help walking.” You protested as she lifted you from your chair, proving that you not only needed help walking but you couldn't stand on your own. After taking a few wobbly steps under the concerned gaze of JJ, Emily picked you up deciding that it would be the easiest way to get you to the car in a timely manner. 

 You whined but settled into her arms, relieved by the warmth of her touch. She was warm and soft and strong enough to carry you easily. You pressed your face into the crook of her neck and closed your eyes to protect against the harsh light of the bullpen. 

 “Feel better hun,” JJ said softly, squeezing your arm on your way out. You tried to nod but your head was too heavy. You were practically asleep by the time Emily reached the parking lot, but you didn’t mind. Though you would never admit it you were eternally glad that Emily had shown up when she did, any longer and you were confident you would’ve fallen asleep at your desk. 

#sickfic #fanfiction #sick fanfiction #fever #sick reader #sick fanfic #caretaking #criminal minds fanfiction #criminal minds sickfic #criminal minds #emily prentiss #emily prentiss x y/n #emily prentiss x you #emily prentiss x reader #jennifer jareau #sick you #sick fic

[fillinforlater]

Monday of Appreciation: Part 106

Hello everyone, Smite here!

I have returned with the (not yet annual) release of MoA. When you look at the release dates of some of these stories, you might realize how fucking far behind I am. The back log is literally at 100+ fics that I still want to check out, so please excuse this time capsule lmao.

No matter how old they might be, these fics are golden, so send the writers some love!

(Update: currently sinking into IRL work but also into waaaaaay too long fics. I promise I will give it my all to finish some of them in the next to weeks, but other things have priority rn)

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@ggidolsmuts: Move ft. Nana (woo!ah!)

There is a disturbing lack of Nana fics (geez, Smite, write them yourself then! - shut up, inner voice!). I have to thank ddeun once more for keeping us well fed. Nana's move(s) and shifty facial expressions (from cute to deadly) can really leave a man stunned.

I want more Nana.

-2-

@essentiallyleaf: Kinktober Day 16 ft. Choi Yujin (TW)

The Trigger Warning is there for a reason.

Unique execution on writing. This fic might not consider all the moral implications a sexual relationship between siblings might have, but not everything has to be a case study... this more a study of, I guess, let's fuck Yujin no matter the blood coursing through our veins.

I get it, ngl.

-3-

@worldsover: Completeness ft. Mashiro, Yeseo

The Mashiro/Yeseo combo is so thick, it should be banned for being too overpowered - or at least it has to be stripped from the hands of the great Levi because otherwise I have to ask for more, more, MORE of this. Hell, I can barely think about anything but their bodies wtf

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@praeluxius: Red Wine ft. Karina, Natty

Speaking of insane bodies, you are all of course familiar with the meta-defining Karina but have you considered Natty? How about both? At the same time??? Thank you and what in the fuck, Prael, for a very intoxicating threesome.

-5-

@syeollock: Fallen Angel ft. Hyewon

Yo, I know this fic! I'm very glad @syeollock was able to kick of their writing career with this it. I feel honored that I was able to help, but they were the one who came up with the idea and executed it very well. It's a pleasure to still see so much IZ*ONE content.

-6-

@birchleavesdawn: Breakfast in Bed ft. Ireh (Purple Kiss)

Very simple, though it is not simple to get that many notes with a very nugu idol. I gotta give my props, I understand were it is coming from and I'm really craving some Ireh for desserts.

-7-

@tothosewhoyearnforit: Stress Relief ft. Yeji

Relatable. The stress, I mean. I've never been a fan of leather outfits, I just find most others better, but holy fuck, the boots, the slut drop, the overall style... this Yeji was something else.

#kpop smut #mondayofappreciation #female idol smut #girl group smut #male reader insert #izone smut #itzy smut #purple kiss smut #kep1er yeseo smut #kep1er smut #aespa smut #woo!ah! nana smut #wooah smut

[hyperfixatedoncrimminalminds]

Hi I hope your doing okay!

I was hoping to request one with Aaron Hotchner’s daughter, she’s about 3-4 and she’s autistic, Aaron took her to work because she’s sick one day

Aaron Hotchner X Autistic Daughter Reader

I was hoping to request one with Aaron Hotchner's daughter, she's about 3-4 and she's autistic, Aaron took her to work because she's sick one day

I love this idea

Third person pov...

After two weeks of being away on a case Hotch is happy to be in his own bed in his home knowing his children are safe and only a few doors down from him instead of being in another state.

Currently it was 4:30am, Hotches alarm wouldn't go off for another hour and a half. The man was dead asleep under his covers, then his doors opens slightly and in pops a little H/C head.

It was Y/N Hotches daughter, the 3 year old sniffles slightly before walking into the dark room, she hugs her stuffed bunny tighter as she walks in.

She looks at the bed and walks over silently, once she got closer to the figure she shook her daddy's shoulder, Hotch didn't wake up, sniffling again the little girl shook his shoulder harder.

"Daddy" she whispers into his ear as she shook his shoulder, this makes the man wake up he opens his eye, still half asleep before realising who it was.

"N/N, what's going on?" He questions the little girl sitting up in his bed, he looks over at the time and sighs sleepily only 4.30, he then picks the toddler up and tucks her next to him under the covers.

The girl sniffles again whiping her nose on the back of her hand. Big watery E/C eyes look into his. "Don' feel well" sniffles the little girl before coughing loud and hard.

Hotch pats her back and uses the back of his hand to feel her forehead, after a couple seconds he pulls it back. "Your burning up Honey, how do you feel?" He asks picking the little girl up into his arms.

Y/N wraps her arms around his neck, the man turns around to wlak out the door but Y/N wriggles around. "Bun bun" she whispers in a horse voice, Hotch turns around laying forgotten was Bun Bun Y/Ns special bunny.

The man bend down and picks the toy up and gives Y/N it. "Oh no we cant forget Bun Bun can we" he says as the two go downstairs.

As they walk Y/N tells her dad how she feels "achy Daddy" she says and points to her throat, Nose and coughs again makong Hotch pat her back.

Hotch leaves Y/N on the couch before going to the Bathroom and to the medicine cabinet, he then grabs some paracetamol and a glass of water for the girl.

"Here sweetie" he says and hands them to her, Y/N, shakes her head at the tablets. Even though he crushes them up she still hates taking them, Hotch then moves the little girl to his lap and holds the tablets for her to have.

Once the toddler had taken them and had managed to fall asleep again, Hotch was stuck he couldn't move as Y/N was laying on him and he finally got her to sleep, so the man stild and let her sleep.

Hour 30 minutes later...

Hotch was tired, but hadn't fallen back to sleep incase Y/N needed him. Checking his watch the man saw the time. "6.00am got to wake up Jack" he mutters before gently moving his daughter and walking upstairs he had to get ready for work.

Once he was ready qnd Jack was ready for school, Hotch had to think of what to do with Y/N, she couldn't be alone but he couldn't take a day off work.

Walking into the living room he had an idea, probably not the best idea but it should work, he then gently woke Y/N up.

"How are you feeling sweetheart?" He asks the toddler, Y/N rubs her eyes tiredly as she sits up on the sofa. "Lil' better Daddy" she said voice quiet, Hotch smiles and strokes her flushes face still radiating heat.

"I'm glad then, your coming to work with me today okay Baby" he explains to the toddler, she may be 3 but it pretty smart.

Once Y/N was dressed and wrapped in a warm blanket and had all her things Hotch grabbed his briefcase and got both kids into the car.

First they dropped Jack of at school, then they drove to the FBI headquarters, As Hotch walks in with his sick daughter he of coruse got many looks sent his way by other agents he was happy to get to the elevator.

"Now sweetie you can say hi to the team and I will set you up in my office if you need anything call me okay" Says Hotch to Y/N the toddler smiles and nods her head.

The father and daughter walk into the bullpen, the team were standing around waiting for Bossman to arrive. Derek spots the man first.

"Hey Hotch, we were wondering where you where man" he said walking over the team following, Hotch smiled at them in apologe.

"Sorry guys, was alte dropping Jack off" he said as the girls get excited at seeing little Y/N with Hotch. Y/N curls into her Dads arms more.

Derek takes a good look at his bosses face. "You look like shit mate, did you get any sleep?" He asks getting a nudge in the side by Penelope who nodded over at Y/N.

Derek gives a guilty look he forgot about her, the team all turn to look at their boss, Derek was right Hotch had large bags under his eyes, his tie was wonky and his shoulders slouched.

He looks down at Y/N and wraps the blanket around her more. "This one woke me up at 4.30, has a cold haven't slept since. Then was late dropping Jack off" he explains, JJ gives him a knowing look.

The others are shocked. "4.30!" Exclaimed Emily and Derek mouths open in shock. "Now then I have to get Y/N sorted in my office to back go work" Says Hotch back in Boss mode.

The team watch as the tired man walk up the ramp towards his office, once he was inside he put Y/N on the floor and set the blanket up on the sofa infront of his office and all her toys on the floor so she wouldn't get bored.

"Here you go sweetie" he says and sets the ill toddler on the mountain of blankets and gives her a cup of water, he will make sure she drinks lots of fluids throughout the day.

"Thanks' Daddy" Says the toddler making Hotch smile.

The end!

Hope you liked this oneshot ! Sorry for grammar and Spelling mistakes.

Request are open!

Word count: 1142

#criminal minds #fanfic #behavioural analysis unit #x child reader #fluff and comfort #oneshot #x daughter!reader #father daughter fluff #aaron hotchner x child! reader #aaron hotchner x daughter!reader #aaron hotchner #jack hotchner #sick reader #aaron hotchner x autistic daughter reader #x autistic child reader #x sick child reader

[welldonekhushi]

Okay guys, I'm back and.. I needed a short break after what happened in the MWIII campaign. Words can't express how shocked I was when I reached the end of the campaign and.. it left me in confusion, denial, depression and anger.

I'm putting a "read more" below because, if there are people who still haven't played MWIII, I'll keep ya guys safe.

Our theories before were constantly revolving that who's gonna die and what worse is going to happen.. it first pointed towards the fate of Price or Gaz. But, turns out we were jinxed. JINXED.

The campaign was.. okay but at the same time I felt it was small. Quite rushed. I did have a light of concern over their release date when MWII was currently trending. I was reading others reviews of how they felt about the game and yes, I agree with the same. But I wanna talk about Soap's fate this time..

Soap, who JUST started his journey, like, the one who only appeared in MWII and hoped we would see him more develop in the further games to be just.. killed off? When were they moments away from achieving victory?

So only because it's called MW3 ✌🏻 and you wanted to give us all a nostalgic experience you'll.. give them the original plot treatment? Both Soaps in the Modern Warfare universes.. died under the hands of Vladimir Makarov but in different circumstances.

This is where I got a bit angry at Price because, why didn't you kill Makarov instead of taking him in custody in Verdansk?! That guy is a walking grim reaper, and if Price took that action before, not just Soap but MANY more lives would have been saved. Soap was a man who was ready to take immediate action but always got backed off because of being bound to orders.

The end scene when they took out his ashes.. it broke me. Like, how unexpected this can be? Well, though I know Makarov already gave a warning that he was going to kill him off in the heli scene, but.. it's just not it? Like, honestly, I was hopeful Soap would survive.. it's disappointing for me, as someone who loves him so much, like anything.

So ScarSoap's now an angsty ship? Because let it be for both universes — OG and Reboot, Scarlet's going to be left behind? Welp, I'm more sad now, lol.

Otherwise, the expectations I had for the campaign were somehow, not met to the fullest but let's talk about the good things.

Price killing off Shepherd. YES, THAT'S WHAT I'M TALKING ABOUT. I freaking knew that he was going to die and my prediction called itself right. But, now that Price killed a 4-star General, he's gonna go rogue. You mean, batshit, crazy and unhinged Price on the move?!

Julian Kostov. The man. Bro, like, when he was featured in the reveal trailer, I was just hoping that he'd play the role of Makarov well and guess what? He did! I absolutely loved how he portrayed the man and he looked intimidating and twisted like a true psychopath. Truly, he could compete with the OG!Makarov and it's proven! Hats off to the actor, really <3

Price DOESN'T die. Neither in my beliefs, Farah and Alex. A relief. A pure relief, for real. The trailers showed him passing out but glad he's good in one piece. But, did that happen for the cost of killing Soap? :')

Graves and Shepherd betray each other in the conference, LMFAO! Who knew they were going to turn their backs on each other. Graves really had nothing to do with this, he was just a man following orders.. the problem lies with Shepherd, and always has.

Now, these guys said we're gonna release the "full campaign" on November 10. You mean.. the early access didn't show much of the story? So there's hope? OR NOT? Sigh, I don't want to think about it.. I just don't. I've been delulu, haha

Anyways, these are my thoughts for Modern Warfare III! What do you feel about it, let me know in the comments!

#mw3 spoilers #cod #call of duty #cod mw #call of duty modern warfare #cod mw23 #call of duty modern warfare 2023 #call of duty modern warfare iii #call of duty modern warfare 3

[rintosei]

PIECES OF MY LOVE

CHARACTERS: itoshi rin

warnings: fem!reader, fluff pure fluff

prompt: 24. "i know it's not the best but-" "i love it."

author's note: this prompt was taken from here ! feel free to request which ever prompt you guys want + a character :3 this was way longer than i have expected, but oh well, i love rin

your six month anniversary with rin is coming up (meaning it was coming up in literally two days), which means that you are currently finding a gift to give to him. you love giving him gifts, and you especially loved the reaction rin always gives you (though sometimes it would just be a small smile with a "thank you, love." but it still makes your heart flutter nonetheless).

rin wasn't necessarily someone to give you something on your anniversary, instead he treats you out to really fancy dinners. when he feels like it, he would buy something for you, but you don't really mind him not buying you anything, because having him remember your anniversary and being there with you was enough to make you happy.

you were currently searching for a cute matching bracelet that you both could wear without having it disturb your daily activities and his practice time.

none of the bracelets you've found were perfect though. it was either too simple or too extra. you sighed in disappointment, about to exit the store when your eyes catch the sight of a diy bracelet kit. it was a cute simple black bracelet with an emblem of a heart on it.

your eyes lit up and took the kit, immediately bringing it to the cashier while also grabbing a small gift bag from the counter.

when you arrived in your shared apartment, it was empty and quiet, to which you expected because rin was currently out in his soccer practice with bachira and isagi.

you quickly got to work, and to be perfectly honest, you were so glad that it came with multiple packs of string, because you failed a couple of times, with the bracelet being either too loose, too tight, or even not looking like a bracelet at all.

"there!" you exclaimed happily, lifting the two bracelets into the air with a proud smile on your lips. you hear the sound of your door lock being opened and you immediately hid the bracelet and the kit in a nearby drawer, quickly fixing your posture as rin enters.

"i'm home- y/n? why are you standing like that?" rin asks, confused as to why you're standing in a... weird way.

you quickly cleared your throat, standing up straight. "what way? i'm always standing like this," you smiled at him and quickly walked towards him, taking his duffel bag and placing it down on the kitchen table. "anyway! you must be tired, no? go ahead and take a shower, i'll be cooking dinner!"

"huh?" rin doesn't ask anything else since he was used to your "weird" antics, but he does have so many questions in his head. once rin was out of sight, you sighed in relief, slumping on to the chair. after a few minutes, you got up again and started cooking.

when rin comes back down, you were greeted with the sight of him shirtless (a ridiculously attractive habit he adopted when he started dating you). you quickly turned your head away, cheeks turning red. rin notices this, and quickly comes up to you, hugging you from behind.

"why're you so shy?" he asks quietly.

"oh, i don't know? maybe it's because you're so attractive that my eyes can't handle it. seriously, put on some clothes!" you complained, turning your head to face him. "also, dinner's almost finished. give me five minutes."

dinner ends with the two of you talking about each other's day, and then you both watching a movie while cuddling on the couch.

"it's going to be our anniversary in two days." rin mutters so suddenly, but you smiled happily.

"mhm! can't believe it's only been six months though. feels like i've known you forever." you replied, and rin chuckles, giving you a small kiss on the top of your head.

"love you, so much." rin says, and your heart swells. it was pretty rare to hear him verbally saying he loves you. you got too used to him expressing his love for you through his actions, so hearing this from him just makes you melt.

"love you too, rinnie." you say it back, and he holds you tighter.

in a few minutes, you started dozing off resting your head on rin's shoulder.

—

two days later

it was finally the day of your anniversary. once the alarm rings, you open your eyes and slowly woke up. you turn your head to see rin still in a deep sleep. you were grateful for that, since you had enough time to prepare you small gift and since rin seems a bit more tired than usual after yesterday's practice.

you slowly removed rin's hand from your body, and walked out the door quietly. taking the bracelet from the drawer you hid it behind. stuffing the bracelet inside the gift bag, you walked back to your room.

sitting down on the bed, you slowly shook rin. "rinnie, wake up! it's almost ten."

rin scrunches his face, and opens his eyes.

"g'morning, sleepy head," you greet him, kissing him on the lips. "and happy anniversary to us!" you happily exclaim.

rin pulls you towards him, smothering your face with kisses. "happy anniversary, love. what do you have there behind your back?"

"ah!" you quickly showed it to him. "here! it's for you. well, for us both, but you open it!" handing it to rin, you waited for his reaction as he takes out the two bracelets.

he doesn't say anything for the next minutes, and you got worried.

"i know it's not the best but-"

"i love it." rin quickly cuts you off, sliding the bracelet onto his wrist, tightening it. he takes your hand as well, doing the same.

"really?" you asked.

"yes, really," rin replies, and he looks up at you, giving you a small smile. you smile happily, giving rin a big hug. flopping down on the bed, rin pulls you even closer to him as he sighs happily.

"happy six months, rinnie." you say once again, the smile on your face never leaving your face.

"mm, happy six months, love."

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[uhohwhathaveidone]

hello ! I read your fic about Sebastian. I can't stop smiling while reading your fic. I love you and your fics so much!

And do you mind if I ask you something about Sebastian and the Hufflepuff Readers?

One time I was reading a book with a friend in the library. Everything was fine until a guy walked past my table and I couldn't stop looking at him. I didn't even know I was reading the book upside down. Even though it was a short time, I still remember that moment well. Like love at first sight!

So I would like to request a similar situation for Sebastian and the lovely Hufflepuff readers.

I've never turned my book upside down while distracted by a pretty person, but I have sadly forgotten how to eat. That's a story for another time though.

Flipside (S.S)

I'm glad you've been enjoying! I hope you like this one even more <3 I need to stop using Ominis for blind jokes, though, I might have to put myself in the corner if I do it again, but it's ok because I can't see either. Good Charlotte is currently playing, life is good, <3

      Sebastian leaned his head onto his hand, looking down at the table as he waited for class to start. Ominis sat beside him, having switched places with Poppy, listening to the many conversations that happened around them. Sebastian stifled a yawn as he rubbed his eyes, the grogginess of the morning still sitting over his head. He looked around the room, watching as students talked with their partners at their tables, watching for a moment as Natty sat alone, looking down at her book. He shook his head as he turned to Ominis, “Did you have trouble sleeping last night?” Ominis looked at him, confused. “No. Why?” Sebastian shrugged as he sighed. “I couldn’t sleep last night, kept tossing and turning.” Ominis furrowed his brows.

      “Perhaps it’s because it was our first night back. You tend to get restless the night before we start classes.” Ominis said. The sound of a door opening sounded as he talked, yellow and black robes quickly passing through. It caught Sebastian’s eye, who tuned Ominis out as he watched you look around, confused. Professor Ronen walked over to you and greeted you, gesturing to the tables for you to take a seat. Natty perked up, waving to you as you walked over, patting the seat next to her. Sebastian watched you sit down and fit your robe, a shy smile on your face as you talked with Natty. “Sebastian? Are you listening to me?” Ominis asked, nudging Sebastian’s shoulder with his own.

      Sebastian quickly looked over to Ominis, blinking as he tried to refocus himself. “What was that?” He asked, glancing around. Ominis sighed as he shook his head. “We were talking, remember? Did you fall asleep?” Sebastian shook his head, glancing over to you again. You made eye contact for a split second before you quickly turned your head back to Natty, a small blush gracing your cheeks as you continued to talk with your new friend. “You’re doing it again, Sebastian.” Ominis said, pinching his side. Sebastian jumped slightly, huffing as he swatted Ominis’ hand away. “I’m not sleeping! Just…distracted is all.” Ominis shook his head, a small smile tugging at his lips.

      “I heard the door open. Though, I didn’t recognize the footsteps.” Ominis said, turning his head as he listened to his surroundings. “Has someone caught your eye, perhaps?” Sebastian scoffed, still unable to comprehend how Ominis’ hearing was so good. Ominis smiled as Sebastian remained silent, moving to poke his side again. “Stop that! I was just looking around.” Sebastian hissed, keeping his voice low as he slapped Ominis’ hand once again. Ominis chuckled, shaking his head as he fixed his seat. Professor Ronen clapped his hands together as he walked through the middle of the classroom. Sebastian tuned him out as he began to talk, stealing glances at you as you watched, confused. He watched as Natty slid her book over to you, only for it to be whisked away in an instant and sent to the professor. “No time to study now, of course!” He said, and Sebastian watched as your cheeks brightened in embarrassment, causing a small smile to tug at the corner of his mouth.

      The professor kept talking, but Sebastian still didn’t listen, his mind running in circles as he watched your face change every few moments, usually switching between amazement and confusion. It was only when Ominis elbowed him did Sebastian tune back in, watching as students began to stand up. “What are we doing?” He asked, earning a small laugh from his friend. “Accio. You use it to bring something towards you.” Sebastian nodded as he grabbed his wand. “Grab your book, it’s safer to use.” Ominis continued, pointing his wand at the book on the table. Sebastian sighed, picking it up and holding it in his hands. He watched Ominis raise his wand and cast the spell, feeling the book being ripped out of his hands. His eyes widened as he watched it fly back to Ominis, who held his hand out as it landed, grabbing it, and smiling. “Your turn.” Sebastian readied his wand, narrowing his eyes as he watched the book.

      “Accio!” Sebastian turned his head as you shouted the spell, watching as you smiled happily when the book flew into your hand. “Sebastian!” Ominis shouted, feeling the book fly from his hand. You had said the spell at the same time, and Sebastian had immediately forgotten what he had just summoned to him, feeling the hard spine of the book hit him in the chest. He groaned slightly as the book fell into his hand, frowning as he looked at the spot where he had been hit. Ominis tried to hide his laugh behind his hand, knowing that Sebastian would complain later about a bruise. Sebastian looked around, noticing that you had seen the whole thing and had a slightly worried expression on your face, meanwhile Natty stood there, holding in her own laugh. “It was a fluke, won’t happen again.” Sebastian said, mainly to himself. Ominis raised a brow as he shook his head. “Of course, now let me try again.”

      Sebastian stood with Ominis as they listened to Professor Ronen speak, mentioning that they would be trying different activities the next day to help practice. Ominis nudged Sebastian again, “You definitely need practice, so pay attention.” He whispered. Sebastian only shook his head, waiting for the class to be dismissed. He looked across the room again, finding you standing next to Natty still, a smile on your face as Natty whispered something in your ear. “You are dismissed!” Ronan shouted, gesturing for everyone to gather their items. Sebastian hung by the door, watching you grab your bag and book when the professor asked you to stick around for a moment. You nodded as you slid the book into your bag, slinging it over your shoulder as you walked over to him.

      Ominis sighed beside Sebastian, kicking his foot as he turned to walk away. “Let’s go, before whoever it is you’re staring at thinks you’re going to kill them.” Sebastian scoffed as he slowly turned to walk with Ominis, fixing the strap of his bag. “I do not have that kind of face, Ominis.” Ominis shrugged, turning his head to Sebastian. “And how should I know?” “You can’t keep using that excuse-“ “Watch me, because I surely can’t.”

      Finally parting ways with Ominis, Sebastian headed for the greenhouse. He kicked a stone as he walked, wondering where you would be while he was stuck in Herbology. Yellow looked good on you, he thought, and just by the way you had acted in Charms, he knew that you fit into the Hufflepuff house perfectly. He liked your smile; it was bright and looked good on you. He also liked how your voice sounded with his own, only hearing it that one time when you both shouted Accio. He hoped that you didn’t think he was weird, if you had noticed all the times he looked at you. He sighed as he reached the doors to the greenhouse, slipping through them and taking a seat at one of the tables.

 

    He reached into his bag and brought out one of the books for the class, flipping through the pages as he passed the time. He tuned out the voices that spilled into the room as his thoughts began to wander again; right back to you. It was as if you had a charm placed on you, drawing him to you. You looked great, nice too. Even from across the room Sebastian could see the twinkle in your eyes when Ronan had caused the book in front of you to fly towards him. You blushed too, right? When you made eye contact, Sebastian swore you had blushed for a moment. Did he really make a fool of himself in front of you on the first day, too distracted by you to catch the book he had summoned to him?

��     Professor Garlick’s cherry voice brought Sebastian back, greeting you as you walked in. Sebastian’s eyes widened as he watched you walk in, a smile on your face as you greeted Garlick. He kept his head low as he watched you converse with her, pretending to read the pages he had in front of him. You nodded as Garlick explained the basics of the class to you, that twinkle in your eye coming back. You were closer now, and Sebastian found himself looking into your eyes; they looked like gems in the sunlight, twinkling in excitement as you learned more about what you would be going over in class. His eyes widened as he quickly brought his attention back to his book, watching as Garlick gestured for you to take a seat. He stared at the pages, not bothering to read them as he watched you in the corner of his eye, slightly panicking as you made your way over to him.

      You took a seat beside him, smiling as you greeted him. “Hello! I’m y/n.” Your smile was sweet, and Sebastian found himself talking before he could even catch up. “Sebastian, it’s nice to meet you.” You nodded as you reached into your bag. “I saw what happened in Charms. How’s your chest?” Sebastian’s eyes widened as he set the book down, a slight heat creeping to his cheeks. “You saw that?” You nodded, grabbing a book from your bag. “It’s a tough book, I hope you didn’t hurt yourself too bad.” Sebastian scoffed, trying to brush off the fact that it did, in fact, hurt a lot. “I’m fine. A little book isn’t going to stop me.” You chuckled, looking over at him. “Speaking of which, what chapter are we going over? The professor didn’t say when I walked in.” Quickly, Sebastian felt behind him for the book, still turned to you. “Uh, let me see.” He held the book up as he scanned the page, his brows furrowing as he tried to understand what he was reading.

      “That’s weird…Did I grab the wrong book?” He asked quietly, mostly to himself. You laughed as you watched him, noticing the title of the book was upside down. You watched for a dew more moments, watching as Sebastian stuttered to himself as he tried to comprehend the words, a slight blush to his cheeks. “Sebastian?” He froze, hearing his name leave your lips easily as if you had said it all your life. He peeked over the book at you, using its pages to hide the pink that had grown darker. You smiled at him, taking the book from his hands. “I believe you have it upside down.” You flipped it back to the proper side, handing it back to Sebastian as his eyes widened in embarrassment. “I knew that. I was just testing you, that’s all.” He stuttered, earning another laugh from you. “Of course. Did I pass?” “With flying colours.”

 

    The two of you chatted throughout the class, Sebastian quietly making jokes about certain plants to make you laugh. You pointed to an illustration of a Mandrake on one of the pages, mimicking its face as you scrunched up your nose. Sebastian thought it was adorable. As the class ended, Sebastian waited by the doors for you; not having anyone to walk with, or Ominis telling him he was creepy for waiting. You talked with the professor for a few minutes, glancing over every now and then and sending Sebastian a smile. He smiled back, his heart skipping a beat each time you sent that smile to him. It was intoxicating; Sebastian almost thought you had slipped him a love potion. He shook his head as you walked over to him, opening the door for you as you passed. He quickly followed behind, walking by your side. “What’s your next class, then?” He asked, putting his hands into the pockets of his robe. You bit your lip as you tried to remember, furrowing your brows. “Potions, if I’m not mistaken.” Sebastian’s heart skipped a beat, realizing that he too had potions next. “Great! I’ll walk with you then since we’re going to the same place.” You smiled as you nodded, taking a breath as a breeze blew by. It cooled Sebastian’s face as he fought the heat that continued to rise to his cheeks, grateful for the bright sun; it would be a great cover story for why he was so red. “Let’s hope your books aren’t upside down this time, or that you don’t get attacked with any either.” You joked, earning a scoff from Sebastian. “I have a great relationship with books, I’ll have you know.” “Clearly.”

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[hanniluvi]

SO THIS IS LOVE — HEESEUNG ONESHOT

“i’m serious. do you want to be my valentines?”

synopsis : Having a crush on a close friend was a nightmare of yours. Even though you didn't want it to happen, it did. You continued to crush on him in secret, not knowing he was interested into you too. If he asked you to be his valentine's day date, what would you say?

pairing : co-worker!heeseung x co-worker!fem!reader

genre : fluff, friends to lovers

featuring : sieun from stayc

warnings : mentions of overworking here and there (reader), pecks, lmk if i should add some more!!

word count : 5.4K+

author’s note : i def struggled a bit but i managed to complete it!! this took way longer than expected + 5.4K+ words??!!? that’s a lot then i planned but 😧😧 sorry if there’s any grammar / writing mistakes in advance! hope you enjoy <3

1 - A WEIRD FEELING

He was unique. You were drawn to Heeseung for no apparent reason. Love? Not your greatest forte. Although being in a relationship appeared burdensome to you, you were curious about what it’s like. What it's like to tell someone you love them. Or, how it feels to refer to someone as your partner. You had imagined being with Heeseung before, but your mind couldn't wrap around it. You truly ended up falling in love this time—you couldn't help it.

Only around him, you had a particular feeling all the time. Only with him, the butterflies in your stomach seemed to increase every time. Yes, you liked Lee Heeseung, a close friend of yours. You felt strange because you've spent your entire life rejecting affection. Why? It’s not like you hated it; you just didn't know how to handle it. It was way too overwhelming.

Have you ever had a crush on someone? Yes, but not any significant ones. They always seemed to not be interested in you anyways. It didn't bother you much. It was just that when you were younger, everyone would discuss their dates or talk about how much they admired their crushes. Although you were aware that you shouldn't feel upset, you still felt out of place. But, you knew love would come to you one day. Just one day.

And it did. Your heart keeps beating heavily for Heeseung. When you're around him, you always complain to your close friends about having a strange feeling in your stomach. Or how you felt yourself out of breath when you attempted to speak to him. Considering that he’s one of your acquaintances, it would be difficult for you to act normally around him. Your friends were shocked when you finally developed feelings for someone. At first, they didn't believe in you, and truth be told, neither did you.

You've never felt like a blushing mess around a guy like this. Your friends also observed how you behaved around him, so you realized you were in trouble. But it's alright, emotions can fade with time, right? At least that's what you hoped.

2 - ANOTHER DAY AT WORK?

At your home, you are currently scurrying everywhere. Were you about to be late to work again? Sadly, yes. Okay, but you stayed up late last night watching a show. Don't blame your alarm clock for it; it is ultimately your problem.

You made the decision to skip breakfast since you didn't want to miss the train. Fortunately, you managed to get to the station in time. You're lucky. 9 am, and the train is crowded, as usual. All the seats were taken, leaving you to stand up the whole way there. It's okay; you didn't care honestly. You only cared about getting to work on time and maybe even seeing Heeseung when you entered the building.

9:30 AM. You're on your way to the company. You finally reached the elevator and pressed the button, out of breath. As you walk in, you press the floor number where your office is located. A familiar figure appears as the door is about to close. To keep the doors open, you quickly press a button. Heeseung was the person in question. He releases a sigh of relief and thanks you.

"Thank you yn." he checks his watch, "I'm glad I didn't have to run and drop my coffee to get on the elevator with you." You both exchange smiles.

Heeseung breaks the silence, "Did you have breakfast?" His concern made heat rise up to your cheeks. It felt like he actually cared for you, with all the daily check ups he would do. Whenever he had the time, he would always shoot a text message to see if you've gotten home safely or had a meal. You cleared your throat and responded back.

"No, I haven't." you noticed Heeseung's eyes get wide. "Not even a drink?" You give him a no in response.

He shook his head and said, "You should eat breakfast, yn. How else will you stay energized throughout the day?" He was cute as you listened to him blabber about the importance of having breakfast.

The elevator door opens, you and him walk out at the same time. As you're walking to the office, he taps on your shoulder. He extends his coffee towards you, causing you to make a strange expression. He realizes you don't understand what he's trying to do, so he places the cup of coffee in your hands.

"Have it." You said before he walks away, "wait what-"

"You need it more than me. I ate already so, coffee is the least I could give you right now."

"No really it's okay—"

"I insist."

He comes to a halt as you are taken aback. He smiles as he turns to face you. "Just accept it. Think of it as my treat?” he waits for you to reply. You give a slight nod, making him smile. “Let's get to work before our boss yells at us." He motions for you to walk with him, causing you to rush over. He chuckles as you blush without his awareness.

3 - HE’S JUST THAT GUY.

You went straight to your desk when you walked into the office. You couldn't stop grinning about your short interaction with Heeseung earlier. Sieun, a coworker, noticed your cheerful demeanor. You didn't notice her sneakily go behind you as you sipped your drink.

"How come you're so cheerful on a Monday morning?" Sieun's voice jolted you out of your seat, nearly spilling your coffee on your shirt. She ignores your stare and settles back to await your response. You didn't respond to her, causing her to furrow her brows slightly. It made her think, prompting her to exclaim.

"Do you finally have a boyfriend?" she asks, pointing at you. You slapped her hand away, giving her another glare. "Will you lower your voice?" you asked, "And no, I don't have one."

Sieun sulks her way back to her desk. But, she's back in less than 5 seconds to question you. She turns to face you, making you wait silently to see what she wants.

"Do you like Hee-" you quickly cover her mouth with your hand. She notices your motion and slowly smiles. You quickly move away from her, pretending to sort through the stack of papers on your desk. "It appears that yn has a crush," she teased. In embarrassment, you groaned and messed up your hair.

Sieun is amused by your current state. She straightens your hair and assures you that having crushes is normal. "What do you like about him?" she inquired. You sat up and considered it. You were always asked that question, but you never really answered it clearly. Is it true that it was love at first sight? Not exactly, but it could be. His smiles? No, there had to be more to it. Should there really be a reason why you liked him if everything about him was perfect? Sieun flicks your forehead, bringing you back to your thoughts.

"Stop thinking too hard about it. You really don't even need to have a reason to like him. If you think he's pretty then there you have it. Even with no reason, I can tell you like him a lot. You guys would look cute together."

"Oh my god Sieun stop it."

"Just being honest!"

You fix your gaze on Heeseung, whose desk was in front of your row. You noticed him completely absorbed in his work, typing away at his computer. You noticed how his glasses complemented his face and how his black bangs fell over the eye.You liked the way he pushed his glasses up and his hair back when focusing. That was enough to convince you to fold for him. Who knew you had a thing for guys with glasses? Heeseung catches you staring at him, making him wave slightly at you. You immediately broke eye contact, cursing under your breath. You were caught staring at him once more. How obvious could you possibly be?

You're still at the office, overworking yourself yet again. It was always a problem for you, and it could never be resolved. You were passionate about your work. It was always important to you, causing you to work on projects weeks in advance or assist with important events. Your dedication had undoubtedly resulted in unhealthy habits, which you needed to solve. It was, however, difficult. So, you're in the office at 11 p.m. You sighed with relief when you finished your report. You stood up to stretch, then your gaze was drawn to Heeseung's desk. His belongings remained in their place. His work was still there and so were his personal belongings. Hm. Weird. He usually gets home around this time.

You go to make yourself a cup of coffee as you pass by his desk. You notice him near the printers while waiting for the coffee machine. You hurried back to your desk after quickly making your drink. Heeseung, unfortunately, observed your movements. He isn't surprised to see you working late at night again. Almost everyone knows you work the hardest; you certainly deserved to be named employee of the month. He's smiling because of your dedication to the team.

When he has finished printing his copies, he returns to his desk. Due to the cold weather outside, he notices you don't have a coat. He becomes concerned when he notices you packing your belongings. As a reflex, he grabs his jacket and holds it in his hand, wondering if he should give it to you. Was he always like this? He assumed it was just because you were his friend, but it could be much more. Why would he give up his coat for the sake of a friend? He has no idea; perhaps you are special to him. While you had an obvious crush on him, he was still figuring out his own feelings.

He approaches you, ignoring his thoughts. What exactly does he want from you now? You try to divert your attention elsewhere—it was unsuccessful. Heeseung hands you his jacket but you refuse. "There's no need, Heeseung—I'll be fine out there! It's also your jacket, I don’t want to take something you need. " You said in shock. "I drove here, are you taking the train? I just need to turn on the heat in my car. It's quite cold outside." He elaborated. "Unless you want a ride?”

He laughs at your nervous expression and as you take the jacket he offered you. "I don't want to be a problem, so..." You mumbled something. "Yn, you're never a bother. It's the least I can do for you once more." He returns to his desk. He calls you again while packing his belongings. "Let's walk out together and then say our goodbyes."

He walks alongside you while you finish packing. He rushes to open the door for you as you get closer to the exit. You shyly thank him before leaving. The silence is evident as you make your way to the elevator. The only sounds heard were the elevator opening and closing, so it's a calming silence. No one bothered to initiate the conversation, leaving him to fidget with his watch and you to fix the jacket he gave you.

Ding!

He waits for you to exit first as the elevator door finally opens. He comes to a halt and turns to face you. He smiles and gestures to his car in the parking lot. "It appears that we must part ways." He takes his car keys out of his pocket. "Will you be there tomorrow?" "Yeah... " you nod slowly. “I'll see you tomorrow. By the way, thanks for the jacket." Heeseung hums in response, “I hope you reach home safely!” He sprints over to his car, waving his hand. You chuckle at him and wave back.

You smile as you walk away from your workplace. The cologne scent was noticeable on his jacket. You couldn't believe he offered you his jacket, having you turning red not because of the weather, but because of his kindness. You knew you'd be thinking about it all night, let alone telling your friends about it. Just why couldn't he be yours already?

4 - THE JACKET

You've only had 5 hours of sleep. You didn't want to get out of bed because it was too cold. As you walked, you collided with your desk, causing you to groan in pain. You rubbed your knee as you made your way to the kitchen. Making toast with jam, you remembered Heeseung's words, “always make sure to have breakfast.”

You checked the time: 8:30 a.m. You dashed out the door, wearing the nearest jacket you could find. You had to wait 30 minutes for the next train. What else could possibly go wrong with your day? You've finally arrived at your workplace, rubbing your eyes as you walk to your office. You notice Heeseung as you sluggishly make your way to the elevator. You quickly fixed your appearance and walked towards him.

You greet him, and he gives you a surprised look before looking away, leaving you perplexed. Did you have something on your face? Did you look that bad this morning? He returns your gaze while clearing his throat. He pointed to your jacket after you made eye contact. When you look at the jacket you're wearing, your eyes widen from shock, and you become fully awake. His jacket is the one you're wearing right now. It’s the same one he gave you last night.

You decide to take the stairs before he says anything. As you rush up the stairs, you remove your jacket. You hear him calling your name yet you avoid him. You made sure you got into that office before he got onto the same floor as you. Sieuns, you were met with a familiar pair of eyes as you entered, out of breath. She looks at your exhausted state, confused.

You neatly folded Heeseung's jacket and placed it on his chair. Sieun notices, smirking slightly as you walk to your desk. She shuts down your laptop before you can begin working. You let out a sigh and locked eyes with her.

"What did you just walk in with?" Her voice had a playful tone to it. "It's just a misunderstanding. He gave me his jacket because I was going home by myself without a car." You confirmed it to her once more.

"It's clear that he likes you back!"

He clearly likes you back. Those words kept repeating in your mind, forcing you to think hard. Does he really? He was always such a nice guy; there's no way he only treats you this way. You were convinced that you were the only one who felt anything. But you never thought of him actually liking you. No, Sieun was simply trying to keep your hopes up. She’s just joking, obviously.

"No, he doesn't!" Sieun gives you a glare after you clear your throat. She thinks about what she wants to say before her anger takes over. This time, she was going to get a bad headache because of you—the roles had been reversed.

"What kind of guy gives you his jacket on a COLD—emphasis on COLD—day? That's only if you're in a relationship!"

"Please don't boost my ego up."

"I'm just saying you might have a chance! Make the most of February 14th when it arrives. Time flies by!"

Gosh, feelings are sure complicated.

So this is love? If so, you suddenly feel the need to explore it more.

5 - HE MAKES YOU GO CRAZY

Everyone else is clocking out except you. You're working on something for the company while Sieun packs her bag. "Yn, don't overwork yourself." She warns you before leaving. You hum quietly to her, knowing you won't listen to her words.

You look at your watch, and 11:30 PM appears when you click on it. You sighed and went back to work. To stay awake, you begin blinking frequently and rubbing your eyes. A quick nap wouldn't hurt, would it? You rested your head on your desk, dozing off within two minutes.

12:45 AM. The timer on your phone went off. You sluggishly pressed the snooze button and began to straighten your posture. You felt something heavy on your shoulders as you stretched from your nap. The scent of cologne is strong, similar to what you smelled yesterday. You're smelling things now, too? When you saw the black jacket, you grabbed the item from your shoulders. Didn't you just give him that jacket back? What was the meaning of it being draped over your shoulders?

Confused, you noticed a sticky note placed onto your laptop. You took the note in your hand, slowly smiling as you read it.

“Working late again? You should really take care of your health! Also, keep my jacket, it looked nice on you when you walked in today :)

Get home safely~

From the jacket owner!”

He surely knows how to drive someone crazy.

6 - THE MONTH OF LOVE

February, the so-called "Month of Love," has already arrived. There must be Valentine-themed decorations everywhere you go. Colorful hearts and pink and red themed foods begin to arrive. It was the month everyone was looking forward to—at least for the people who had been taken.

When you walk into the office, you notice heart streamers hanging from the ceiling and desks covered in red and pink paper. Everyone was chatting, which you'd assume was about their potential Valentine's date. Sieun appears in the distance, wearing a noticeable heart headband with hearts that can swing from side to side.

"You're certainly wearing a lot of pink today," you observe as you place your bag on your desk. "The company went above and beyond for this."

"I know right? They most likely did this to persuade people to ask each other out."

"Oh, Sieun, be quiet."

“Whatever!”

10:30 PM. People are crowding around the sweets-filled table. For the month of February, your company always provides coffee and other desserts. Perhaps it was their favorite month as well. Sieun is long gone—she went to get some sweets for herself. You looked at the crowd, unsure whether you should go get something. You open your laptop and decide not to satisfy your cravings. Someone eventually calls out your name in less than 5 minutes. You look around and see Heeseung approaching you.

He smiled as he placed a paper cup filled with coffee and a chocolate donut topped with the words "BE MINE?" written in pink frosting.

"I didn't notice you over there. So, I got something.” You stared at the sweets—you felt like exploding on the spot.

"Oh, and is that how you like your coffee?" He appears pleased with the sweets he chose for you, believing they were ideal for your tastes. "I remembered."

"How so…?"

"There was an elevator incident. Remember? My memory is pretty good—well in my opinion.” You nod slowly, looking at the cup, fighting the grin off your lips.

Before he walks away, you quickly call out his name. He's looking at you, waiting for you to say something. "I appreciate the coffee and donuts, as well as remembering my favorites."

"I see that you like chocolate frosted donuts! I'll keep that in mind for the next time." He gives you one last smile before entering the meeting room. You grabbed the coffee, it was still warm. You took a sip from your cup of coffee. It was exactly the same as before.

Heat began to rise up your cheeks and ears. "Don't panic, yn. Don’t. Remain calm." You returned to normal by whispering to yourself. Sieun shouldn't think of you as a blushing mess. Just maybe February was the month you were looking forward to the most.

The first week of February went by quickly. During that week, Heeseung would always leave sticky notes on your desk while showing no signs of making a move—or so you thought. You knew you shouldn't have had such high expectations, but you were disappointed. Maybe Heeseung did all of that because he considered you a friend? You sighed as you walked to the printer.

Sieun is the first to notice your mood shifts over the last week. She's right behind you, requesting that you print a few papers for her. She asks you a few questions as you slowly press the buttons to get the printer to work.

“YN, why are you so down today? Well, I mean for the past week?”

“Was it that noticeable?”

“Oh trust me it was.”

“Oh. Well, then I guess yeah. It’s nothing serious though.” You waited for the printer to print out the pages of your report.

“Do you have a Valentine’s date yet?”

You sighed and shook your head slowly. "I don't believe so. To be honest, I'm not sure." Sieun looks at you strangely, unsure what you meant. She moves quickly over to your side to whisper something.

“Aren’t you and Heeseung a thing?” You considered her words carefully. Were you? Do friends allow each other to wear their clothes, write them sticky notes with heart drawings on them, or even remember their favorite things? Yeah, it’s not uncommon. You've come to the conclusion that you're going to be nothing but friends to Heeseung. And, to be honest, you might be fine with it. Maybe. (You lied! You wouldn’t want to be stuck in the friend zone forever—nobody does).

You shrug and grab the papers from the printer as your response. You walked away from it with your friend. What you didn't realize was that Heeseung had been listening all along. He didn't mean to, he just needed to print some papers. Yes, he did hear a few whispers here and there, but not clearly. But he did catch you saying you didn't have a Valentine's date. For some reason, he is content and feels compelled to change that. This time, his heart is beating faster than ever.

7 - WAIT WHAT?

February 13TH. There is one more day until Valentine's Day. You could just ask him out at this point. You're only afraid of being rejected. The only advantage is that you'll finally figure out the answer. Should you approach him? Or not? You're nervous about approaching someone and saying, "Do you want to be my Valentine's date?" That’s just scary.

You were getting tired of seeing these heart decorations and posters with "Happy Valentines!" written on them. It's as if it's telling you to confess while knowing you'd be too nervous. But that's okay—another Valentine's Day without a partner is fine, right? You still had your friend! You tried to reassure yourself, but you kept feeling bad for no apparent reason. You've started to develop a dislike for February, which is stupid.

You're in the break room, leaning on Sieun's shoulder. You fixate on one spot while she texts her partner on your phone. You were bored; time seemed to drag on forever, yet the days flew by way quicker than you thought. "Why don't you ask him out?" she asks. You sighed deeply and shrugged. "I'm just scared," you say. "Don’t be! It's okay to make the first move every now and then." "That's the thing—it’s difficult to be the one to ask the other person out."

"What is it that makes it so difficult?" She puts her phone down to listen to you speak.

“Heeseung? He's far too attractive. Quite out of my league I must say. If I try to maintain eye contact and speak with him, I'm going to end up a blushing mess. I'd probably puke on the spot."

Sieun laughs at your remark, and just as she's about to say something, someone walks in. When you see Heeseung walk in, you let out a quiet gasp. Oh, how you hoped he didn't hear what you were saying. You noticed him standing there awkwardly, as if he wanted to say something. "May I speak with you, yn?" Your friend pushes you in his direction, wishing you luck. You followed him out of the room, dragging your feet across the floor, unsure what would happen next.

You find yourself in a different room, with just you and him. You wiggle your fingers as you wait for him to say something. You noticed his ears turned red, is it that hot here? You can tell he's nervous because he cleared his throat. But why so?

"Okay, so where do I begin?" He sighs, which makes you nervous. Was he going to turn you down even if you didn't ask him out? "Would you like to be my Valentine's Day date?"

You were dumbfounded. Did you hear that right? Your heart began to pound—you couldn't hear your voice over the sound. You clear your throat as you notice him waiting for your response.

“Are you serious? Like you’re not joking?”

“I’m serious. Do you want to be my Valentine’s?”

Before you let that opportunity go to waste, you quickly nod. When you accept his confession, he smiles and breathes a sigh of relief.

"Wait- so you've always had a crush on me?" You asked him a question, and he nodded in response.

"I’m assuming the donut wasn’t enough? Sorry about that. Thought my signals were clear—I guess not.” He chuckles a bit. “I overheard your conversation with Sieun about not having a date, so I seized the chance to." He maintains eye contact with you.

"I was terrified, just like you. I'm afraid of being rejected. But I heard you mention me in that break room, which took away all my worries." Your stomach started forming butterflies as you watched his big smile form.

“Sorry for keeping you waiting.” Your stomach begins to churn with butterflies, just as it did when you first met him. You thoroughly enjoyed this sensation. You wished this kind of feeling would never leave you, especially around Heeseung.

“Let’s go back to the office together?” You nod, walking next to him.

“So, did you mean what you meant back there? You know, me being attractive.”

“Oh god, please don’t bring that up. I’m embarrassed.”

“Don’t be! And to be honest, you’re way out of my league. Can’t believe I’ll spend Valentine’s Day with someone like you.”

“Is this your way of making me feel good about myself?” You giggled at his words.

“A pretty lady deserves all the compliments, don’t you think?”

You notice your friend giving you a thumbs up as you blush over Heeseung's remarks. You give her one back, indicating that the conversation went well. She rushes up to you and interlocks arms with you. You motion to Heeseung while Sieun drags you away. He chuckles and waves back.

"You're going to have to explain what happened." Sieun rushes over to your desks, eager to hear everything that occurred earlier.

You were a happy mess—even when you got home, you couldn't stop smiling. Finally, you like February and the entire holiday, February 14. Maybe this is your favorite month right now. February 13, the day he asked you to be his date. It has to be fate.

8 - THE SPECIAL DAY.

You got up extra early to prepare. You were only doing it to look good for yourself—and maybe for him as well. You were putting different outfits together, unsure of what to wear. Should you dress comfortably? Perhaps just put on some jeans and call it a day? Or how about a simple dress? You dug deeper into your closet, hoping to find a suitable outfit.

You decided to wear a heart-printed dress to get into the Valentine's Day spirit. You completed the look with a flounce shirt, pearl earrings, red heels, and a white headband. You were certain that everyone would be dressed up, so you didn't have to worry about being the odd one out. Putting on one swipe of lip gloss, you walked out the door. You were way too excited for today.

You were in such a good mood. As you walked by, you smiled and said hello to everyone you saw. You even whistled a love song as you passed through the city. As you waited for the elevator, you hummed your favorite song. Someone tapped you on the shoulder, and you turned to face Heeseung. He was dressed simply in a buttoned-up shirt and black pants. He wore the same glasses that made you smile every time you made eye contact.

The way he walked over with gifts for you in his hand made him look great. You stared at the rose bouquet, the letter peeking out, and the box of chocolates he got you. He hands them to you with care, pleased that you are pleased with what you have received.

“You look great today.” He says this with a visible flush on his face. He couldn't keep his gaze fixed on you for long. You thank him and even compliment him on his appearance today. He was more nervous than you thought, despite his adorable appearance.

You walk into the office together, eliciting teasing and oohs from everyone. You saw Heeseung's friends congregate around him, congratulating him. You approached Sieun and placed the gifts on your desk. She looks at you in awe, admiring how well you put together your outfit.

"You look stunning, YN!!" she exclaims, causing you to smile. "Heeseung is a lucky guy."

“Oh stop it Sieun. You look great too! I’m jealous of your partner~” You make a lighthearted remark. She lightly hits your shoulder before pulling you into a hug.

"I'd be keeping my eyes on you if I were Heeseung."

"To be honest, nobody here could beat him."

"All right, loyal lady—we love to see it." You smiled as she spoke. "Let's go get some more sweets!" Sieun made certain that you were coming along this time.

Heeseung tried to stay with you as much as possible throughout the day. Whenever he needs to go into a meeting room for a quick discussion, he quickly places a sticky note on your laptop. You'd always smile when you saw his doodles or kind words. He would always try to make eye contact with you and would be all giggly when you paid attention to him. How can someone be this perfect? Ask Heeseung that.

It's already 11:00 p.m., and he persuaded you to leave at the same time everyone else did. "If you don't mind, I'll drive you home." You nod and slip your laptop into your tote bag. You grab the gifts he gave you and trail him behind. He opens the car door for you, ensuring your safety. He rushes over to the driver's seat and starts the engine.

You were able to maintain a conversation in the car. Heeseung would ask you random questions, and you'd respond with an answer—you did the same. The advantages of working together for a long time. You were laughing the entire time. He comes to a complete stop because of the red light. The only sound was soft music coming from the radio. You both look at each other, intending to do something.

“May I?” He asked for consent. You said yes, prompting him to give you a quick peck on the lips. When the light turns green, he smiles and resumes driving. It's as if he's finally accomplished a major goal of his. Did he actually just kiss you? So quickly? He's a dream come true. You looked out the car window shyly, surprised at how beautiful the night sky looked with all the tall buildings.

He arrives at your apartment and parks nearby. "We've arrived." He looked disappointed, as if he wished he could have spent more time with you. You asked him one last question before leaving his car.

“What are we?” He responds quickly to your question with a smile.

"My love, let's go on a proper date tomorrow." You flushed as a result of the sudden nickname. “My love?” He sees you cockily raise your brow, laughing at your reaction. "Does that mean yes?"

"Of course," you says. You return your gaze to his. You moved closer to him to kiss his cheek. "Not on the lips?" he says with a big smile.

"Bye, Heeseung." He laughs at your quick reaction. He watched you enter your apartment safely before driving away once you were inside. He couldn't stop smiling, and you couldn't either. He couldn't wait to meet you on a date. He made sure he arrived home safely so he could call you.

So this is love. You finally found the answer you were looking for. The event you'd been waiting for your entire life finally occurred. Younger you would’ve been shouting in joy (I mean, who said you weren’t doing the same thing right now?) You wished that this moment would never end. You wish your relationship with Heeseung was still full of love. It just so happened that it did. What does it feel like to finally have your happily ever after? It’s great isn’t it?

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[felixsramen]

Yours Truly

This is part 21 to my Skz poly fic.

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Warnings: None

You wake up realizing you must've fell asleep. Your head is currently on Seungmins lap. You look up at Seungmin who is asleep on Minhos shoulder. Minho is scrolling through his phone. He feels you staring at him and puts his phone down.

Minho smiles at you softly. "Tired?" He asks as you sit up. "I guess I was. Not anymore though." You say and he nods.

"Have you talked to any of them?" You ask him and he nods. He pats the seat beside him signalling for you to sit beside him. You get up and move over to the other side of him.

"Yeah. Want to take a guess?" He says as you put your head on his shoulder. You're now mirroring Seungmin.

You nod and he opens his hand. "Felix?" You ask him and he shakes his head. You gently take his hand in yours and he sighs content.

"Not him." He says and nod. "Jisung?" You ask him this time he nods.

He starts drawing circles on the back of your palm. "You know this is a habit I've got from him." He says quietly.

"When he's nervous or anxious he'll just draw little circles on the back of our hands. He's done it so much that I've picked it up." He says still rubbing circles on the back of your hand.

"I'm upset at him. Not just him. All of them. I can't stand him not sleeping though. I can't stand Chan locking himself in the studio either. I'm sure he's not getting much rest either." He says and you nod.

He sighs. "I think he's going to sleep better now. He's had nightmares though. About us leaving. Not just me and Seungmin. He said you too. He's scared we'll leave him." He says once again sighing.

"I told him we aren't leaving him. We need a break right now. He told me that he misses us. All 3 of us. He told me to tell you he was so sorry about what he said. He didn't mean it at all. I told him I'd tell you." Minho says softly.

"I told him we'd be back." Minho says and you nod. "I told him me and Seungmin were disappointed with what he said and he'd said he was disappointed in himself too." Minho says now stopping the circles.

You look at him and he looks he's about to cry. "I love them. So much. I miss them too. Why would they say that about you? You've never done anything wrong." He says trying not to cry.

"They were upset. Everyone was upset. It just was a lot of heated words." You say back to him.

Minho bites his lips to keep the tears from falling. "Are you ready to see them?" You ask him. He shrugs.

"Whenever you are." He says quietly and you nod. "Tomorrow?" You ask him. He starts once again tracing circles on your hand.

"Whenever you're ready." He says once again. You nod as he continues tracing circles.

"I care about you too. We all do. We love you and it might not be the way we love each other yet but we do love you." He says softly.

"I love you guys too and I also care about you all." You say back snuggling more into him. He sighs relieved.

Minho takes a deep breath. "We want you. Not just your body. We want all of you. When I talk to the boys next we're going to have a long conversation. I want you there too. I want you to know we care." He says softly.

"I didn't mind it." You say and he looks at you slightly confused. "I.N. kissing me. I enjoyed it. I didn't like him running away after it though and leaving me confused." You say and he sighs.

"I'm glad you did but it was something we all discussed. It's not your fault but he knew. He knew what we all agreed on. That was the problem." Minho says softly.

Minho looks at you. "I think we all want to kiss you but not until we officially make you our girlfriend. Would you want to be our girlfriend?" Minho asks you.

You nod. "Of course I do. Would you guys want to be my boyfriends?" You ask him back.

"Of course we do." He says smiling. "Even after all this though?" He asks you.

"You want an honest answer?" You tell him and he squeezes your hand slightly. "Always." He says.

"I do. I think though I'd like a few more dates though." You say smiling remembering the first one. He nods smiling.

Minho kisses the top of your head. "That can definitely be arranged." He says and that has you laughing.

"Where do you want to go?" He asks you and you shrug. "Anywhere you guys are." You say. He smiles at your words.

"You got any ideas?" You ask him. "Do you like picnics?" He asks still tracing your hand.

"Yeah." You say and that earns a smile from him. "There's this really cute secluded place near our house. I've been wanting to take the boys there for a while and now that you're with us I want to take you too." He says and you smile.

You kiss his cheek. "I'd love to go." You say and you can tell he's surprised by the kiss you gave him. "I-I think we both should get some sleep." He says slightly stuttering.

"Did you not like that?" You ask him and he sighs. "Of course I did. Just wasn't expecting it." He mumbles out to you.

"Well you should start expecting it now." You say softly and he sighs smiling. "Yeah I'll try." He says as you settle your head back onto his shoulder.

Your eyes slowly close getting heavy once more with sleep.

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#poly skz #skz fluff #stray kids fluff

[satureja13]

The friendship between: Saiwa and Jack

It's the oldest in The Boys friendships.

Saiwa and Jack met in the Lab when they both had been kidnapped and abused for these Cowplant Experiments. And they hated each other when they first met ^^' Jack was 16 then and Saiwa 17 (as I write this, they are 19 and 20). That was also when Saiwa became their (reluctant) leader and Jack lit the mood with his Super Power: the Puppy Strategy.

Jack is the youngest of them and up for all kind of nonsense (and he can't keep his big snout shut). Which drives Saiwa crazy because he (as the oldest of them and their leader) is responsible for all their deeds. But even though they banter a lot, they never have a serious fight. The experience in the Lab welded them together and they are like brothers. (Romance level: below zero) Saiwa wasn't even mad at Jack when Jeb fell in love with him after Vlad's death and Jeb and Sai broke up.

They are both jealous of Jeb and Kiyoshi.

They often share a room/apartment since Jack can't sleep alone due to his disorders.

They are very different in character but Jack knows how much Saiwa loves him and he can rely on him. Saiwa is the most important creature in Jack's life.

But Jack is like a puppy and nothing can keep him from his nonsense. And Saiwa is his main target because he's an easy one ^^' The others just laugh with Jack about his antics and don't get upset.

Once Sai found these photos with a note from Jack: 'Looks exactly like you! AWWW' (He has a point, though ;)

And Jack is the only one Saiwa can let off steam with. Jack knows that it's nothing personally. And when Sai says 'run' he just runs. Even though it's not his fault. At least sometimes ^^' (sometimes I think Jack pranks Sai on purpose to help him let off steam before he explodes from all the worries and sorrows he keeps locked inside.)

Even though they are so different they both love games. Not only video games, also board games.

They'd been Team Fangs (Home Economics and Sports) in the School Project/Last Christmas chapter, which was quite a challence since none of them could cook at this time nor was any good at sports ^^'

Adult Jack and Saiwa are still friends. Here they are in our 'Love Hurts' story where Jack's son Logan fell in love with Giga/Saiwa. (That was June 2018! My english was even worse then hahaha)

And here in 'The Family Business' June 2022. Adult Jack, 3 of his 4 kids and Lucy, the Au Pair (Dtui's Granddaughter),Guidry and Adult Giga/Saiwa. It was/is so amazing for me to learn how they became friends in the current story. I'm so glad I made them teenagers to follow them on their adventures.

In chronological order: 🫛 Saiwa and Jack 🫛 Vlad and Jack 🫛 Saiwa and Vlad 🫛 Kiyoshi and Jeb 🫛 Saiwa and Ji Ho 🫛 Ji Ho and Jack 🫛 Ji Ho and Jeb 🫛 Ji Ho and Kiyoshi 🫛 Vlad and Kiyoshi 🫛 Vlad and Jeb 🫛 Saiwa and Kiyoshi 🫛 Jack and Jeb

❤️‍🔥 Ji Ho and Vlad (and Luci) ❤️‍🔥 Saiwa and Jeb ❤️‍🔥 Jack and Kiyoshi ❤️‍🔥 Noxee and Greg ❤️‍🔥 Leander and Wesley (and Vlad) ❤️‍🔥 Francine Spencer (Jeb's Grandmother) and Jules Rico

From the Beginning  ~  Underwater Love ~  Latest 🕹️ 'Therapy Game' from the beginning ▶️ here 📚 Previous Chapters: Chapters: 1-6 ~ 7-12 ~ 13-16 ~ 17-22 ~ 23-28

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[pxgeturner]

fifinnj ikn.

where.

where he.

hm. overstimulation-

you feel your in-the-spotlight boyf fade away. he reminds you that he is very much there for you (actor!finnick x not famous!reader in a current-day!au)

an. ok. mer my love, I tried hard you gotta understand 😭. I had a plan. but it ended up not like raw sex how I wanted but more making love. yeah that's it. the main sex scene is so lovey dovey. I hope that's okie. it's what my brain wanted ig. I'm so, so glad I'm finally getting this to you. I hope you love it like I do.

ALSO. to the person who asked "where's my baby finnick???" I hope you're satisfied because this is a bigger piece than I've written in a long time.

warnings: bits of angst, smut 😇, cumming at the same time (we <3 a man w good timing), public sex (under the table), teasing, oral (f!receiving), finnick's smirk

wc: 2k

Lately, finnick is never home. that’s a lie, he comes home to sleep. finnick is never home at any time when he could actually see you. he goes out to the shoot, hangs out with his friends, and comes home whenever he likes. whenever you try to sit him down for a meal, his agent calls, or his manager, or the producer of the project, or the director, or the costume designer, or his friends.

you can’t say the love is gone, you still have little moments of affection. him kissing your temple as he slips into bed, him kissing your hand before he walks out the door, making breakfast together on the few days he doesn’t have to go in too early. 

you know he loves you, and that once filming comes to a wrap, romance will resume to normal. But you feel so lonely. 

…

“want to go to a dinner party?” you roll your eyes at him, continuing to polish your toes, perched on the tub ledge.

“no way in hell would katniss willingly throw a dinner party. And peeta would never make her.”

“it’s a haymitch and effie soiree.” 

“oh, so it’s a soiree now?”

finnick lathers shaving cream with the kabuki brush & bowl set you got him for christmas last year. “you know effie,”

“i'm surprised you’re inviting me,” you say with a bittersweet honestly. he sets the brush back into the bowl, turning to you.

“sweetheart,”

You sigh, “you’re just so busy lately, finn. It’s like strictly work and friends for the past couple of months.”

he kneels on the bathroom tiles, you internally shiver because he’s getting his robe dirty. 

you arch your brow at him. 

“we need this, right?”

“you don’t. you don’t need me. you don’t need anyone... i need you, though.” your eyes start to sting and your throat closes up a bit.

finnick springs into action, gently grabbing your hand that’s paused on the nail polish cap “baby, baby, you don’t need to worry. it’s you and me.” he kisses the knuckles, transferring shaving cream onto your hand. he looks up at you with those sea-green, puppy-dog eyes. "be my date tomorrow night?"

he ate you out that night. down right making out with your pussy. every swipe of his tongue felt like an apology. so sweet, sugar-coated, he was making up for lost time. it was like he was telling you he loves you through your cunt. which felt so absurd a thought when you had it, you laughed out loud. that was the only time finn came up for air, “what? has it been that long? have i lost my touch?” he mocked worry. you told him you got distracted, and to up his game; which he did. you lost count of how many times he made you cum. 

you roll over, wanting to bump into finnick, feel his warmth. you landed on cold sheets instead of your warm boyfriend. so you got up, put on the robe finnick left on the floor and made yourself some tea. 

you’re starting to hate weekends. finnick’s job makes him work around the clock, and this place was finn’s place before it was your together place. you wish he moved into your place, that way you could look around and see memories that didn’t just involve him. 

you put on this green maxi slip dress tha finnick loves on you and a white fur you found at a boutique a few days ago, some big hoop earrings and a green onyx ring. the door opens. finnick. you two are going to be so late for dinner, he still has to get dressed. He pops his head into the bedroom. he’s already dressed.

his jaw drops into that cheeky face he makes. “babe, you got all dolled up for me? you’re so lovely.”

“can you for once say something that isn’t at all smug?”

“something,” he flourishes his arms. 

“very funny, finn. and this isn’t for you, it’s for me. I haven’t seen out friends in a while and i want to look nice.” that's mostly true, although you did actively decide to wear his favorite color.

“ah, yes, of course.” he slides up next to you in front of the vanity. 

“how are you ready?” he grabs one of his cologne bottles.

“you know i have a change of clothes for every occasion in my trunk. and i'm not ready just yet,” he shakes the bottle slightly.

“ah, yes the travel closet. how very crazy rich asians of you.”

“i'm the real-life peik lin.”

…

being at effie and haymitch’s was like fresh air after holding your breath. typically, you didn’t need anyone else to feel alive. but, you don’t know anyone at your new job, and you feel kind of aimless. you’re not sure if you’re going in the right direction anymore

peeta nudges you, “how’s work?”

you fidget with your ring. “new things are always an adjustment.”

a warm hand lands on your thigh. you look at finnick, he smiles, squeezing your thigh. 

“you’ll be fine, once you’re all settled, you’ll knock their socks off.” katniss smiles at you. 

“effie, did you hire a new chef?” 

“why, yes i did, dear! of course you are the one who noticed, you always have had the best test!” she giggles, “aside from me, of course!” you were relieved effie took your bait. You want to focus on something else other than yourself. 

“doesn’t my sugar look absolutely divine?” finnick quips as he starts bunching up your skirt. a chorus of agreement comes in response. by the time someone resumes conversation, he has your dress piled at the bend of your hips. his fingers dance his way over to your clothed sex. immediately, he presses a finger right on your clit. it sends a jolt through you at you sit up a little straighter. 

peeta gives you a look that says everything alright? And you give him a gentle smile back. 

“hey sweetheart,” haymitch asks, looking at you. 

“mm, mmm?” finnick’s making circles around your clit making you dizzy.

you try extra hard to listen to what he says, “i know you said you’re doing that day job but how’s your passion treating you?”

“fashion is a tough industry to get into, let alone do right.” hopefully your voice doesn’t betray you. 

finnick tucks your panties to one side and slips a finger inside. you yelp, mouth closed. 

“you alright, sugar?”

“bit my lip while chewing.”

“aw, baby, you have to be more careful,” patronizing ass.

finnick teases you on an off throughout the night. actively at least, he keeps his finger inside of you for the rest of the meal. Every now and then you’d purposely clench around it, to spur him on. sometimes it worked, sometimes it didn’t. 

on the ride home, you sat scooted as close to the window as possible.

“you are cocky,” 

you look at him, he’s smiling, big and proud. “low,”

“and sexy?” you glare at him. what a pompous boyfriend you have. 

“...yes.” you roll your eyes. 

he holds your hand, “you looked so sexy tonight, baby. i couldn’t resist.”

“that was the first time i’d seen them in months!”

“aw, did you not have fun, sugarcube?”

“i did, but damn you finnick, why does everything have to be a spectacle with you?”

“but you did such a good job of being discreet, babe, there wasn’t any spectacle tonight.”

you let out a small giggle. 

“i’m trying to make everything better, baby.” you hold hands the rest of the way

…

Your boyfriend follows you into the apartment, practically nipping at your heels. He gets his hands on your hips, tugging you back into his chest. He nips and sucks at your neck, hands roaming. 

“You’re so impatient,”

“You’re so tempting.” he picks you up fireman style, carrying you over to the bed. He slips the dress off of you. 

he’s everywhere. your neck, chest, tummy, thighs, kissing your body up and down. yesterday, sure he had your legs shaking and you forgiving him, but today he’s loving you in the way he used to. In a way that has a piece of your soul click back into place.

you arch your back into him, finnick eventually settles on you chest, kissing, nipping, sucking, squeezing. loving you without words. he takes a quick moment to rid himself of his pants, literally smothering himself in your gorgeous tits.

“finn– finn– what are you doing?” you laugh. 

he comes back up. he takes off his suit and rips his shirt. “i’m doing what needs to be done so i can love you and this beautiful fucking pussy, doll.”

You look at him, eyebrow cocked “so my pussy is more beautiful than i am?”

“you are the sum of your parts, baby.” he runs a hand through your hair. “it just so happens that you have the most exquisite pussy.”

“then why aren’t you touching it?” you test him. he slips a couple of fingers into you without missing a beat. 

“what were you saying, sugar?” he rubs up against your g-spot. “c’mon you were about to say something.”

“just- just, finn–”

“it’s okay, sugar, I got you baby, I know what you need.” he slips his fingers out, and you whine. but he doesn’t leave you much room to complain, pushing himself into you. 

oh. my. god. he hasn’t felt this good in so long. trying to stay in control during this hell of a month is torture. during the time you two have been together, he hasn’t taken on any projects. well, there was that one time he was brought on as a late-stage producer when one dropped out. but that wasn’t nearly as time consuming as acting was. finnick never noticed how isolated he is during a shooting period. other than the occasional fling with a co-star, he really didn’t have any sort of relationships. but know he has you and you are such a delicious little distraction. but honestly, celibacy does not suit him. 

initially, he thrusts into you slowly. he wanted to savor this, but you’re just too good. and it’s been too long. and he missed this pussy. last night was just a taste. he’s prepared to keep you here all fucking week if he has to. he lifts your torso up, slipping a pillow under your hips, and as he lays you back down, he kisses you. 

“I missed you,” you breath into his lips.

“i’m right here sweetheart. I’m all yours, I’ll be forever yours, my girl.” he kisses your temple, making a trail down to your breasts. “fuuuck,” he says before taking a nipple into his mouth. he has never (and I mean never) loved a pair of breasts more than your tits. they are goddamn perfect. no one could tear him away from you. if you’d let him, he’d spend an entire day under one of you (his) pajama shirts, his face to your chest, it would be the best day of his life. his hands squeeze your hips. the way you pussy-- it’s fucking glorious. he wants to cum, he wants to cum so bad--

“finn,” you feel him twitch, 

if you keep saying his name the way you are, he might just explode. “finn-finnick!” he has a thumb on your clit. he needs you to cum first. You always cum first. It’s his rule. you're tugging at his hair. And your gripping him like a vice. “finn, please,”

“there’s my good girl.” 

just in time. You two arch into each other an finnick bottoms out in you, losing himself in your warmth. and as he collapses to your side, and you give him your cute little sleepy smile, he thinks one thing. 

I'm so serious about keeping you here all week. he decides that he’ll let you nap for half an hour. he collects supplies, food water etc. and emails your work that your amazing boyfriend has set up a surprise vacation and will be gone for a few days.

you wake up to the sound of an alarm and a nip at your thigh. 

#nsfw.giselle #¡elia! 🪷 #my writing #finnick my love #the hunger games #the hunger games finnick #thg finnick #the hunger games fanfiction #finnick odair #finnick x reader #finnick x you #finnick odair x reader #finnick ordar x you #finnick angst #finnick smut

[viaoverthemoon]

Behind Closed Doors

Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3

Welcome back everyone! <3

Tbh, I wasn't expecting Chapter 1 to get so much attention ;-; Thank you to everyone who encouraged me to continue this into a series! I'm glad y'all like this idea so much!

I have some big, BIG plans for this story >:)

But overall, it shouldn't be any more than 5 or 6 chapters long.

Without further ado, let's dive right back into this desperate love that fights to thrive in the middle of royal court.

☆*: .｡. Behind Closed Doors - Chapter 2

Medieval!Leon Kennedy x Fem!Reader

Summary: An unexpected visitor arrives at Duevaula court. Betrayal and despair threaten to shatter your and Prince Leon's relationship into pieces. Will your love prevail, or will you never be able to live with this new possibility?

Tw: MEDIEVAL TIMELINE AND SPEECH, talk of purity and virginity, religious opinions, mentions of pregnancy, betrayal, angst, mentions of past sexy-times

READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!!!

Enjoy! <3

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Soft sunlight shines through your windows, warming your skin and softly kissing away the aftereffects of sleep.

Your eyes slowly blink open.

It takes a moment for you to adjust to your surroundings, the new room you'd just begun to live in still foreign.

Though, not as foreign as the man you are currently curled up against.

You look at him, mesmerized by the way the sun managed to perfectly gleam over every detail of his warm skin and golden hair.

It bounces off of his cheekbones, lightening every aspect of his beautifully sculpted features. His eyelashes rest against his pink cheeks, lips parted as soft snores pour from them. You're more than smitten.

Your heart is filled with love.

When he starts to shift and grunt you know his sleep is ending and quickly close your eyes, pretending you've been asleep.

His muscles contract under yours, arms stretching above the blankets as he groans and yawns.

There's a pause of silence, and then his fingers begin to skim over your bare shoulder, drawing indescribable patterns. "I know you're awake (Y/N)..."

You hold back a laugh and keep your eyes closed, your shoulders trembling. He chuckles softly.

The next thing you know, he's slipping out from up under you and hovering over your body. "Sorry, princess. That little trick won't work on me!"

Light fingers scatter across your skin, tickling you and causing you to jerk away with a sudden shriek.

"Okay-! Okay, Leon! I'm awake!"

His hands come to a halt, instead going to your waist as he leans down and places teasing kisses along your neck.

You moan, gripping onto his shoulders and relishing in the pleasurable feeling. That is, until he dives his hips into yours.

His hardening... cock makes contact with your aching clit, and you let out a hiss, hand flattening against his chest. "Leon... I'm sore..."

He pauses his ministrations, bringing his head back too look at you with that playful smirk. "Oh... sorry about that-"

You immediately catch his double meaning, smacking his chest with a huff. He only laughs.

Albeit, his laugh cuts short when a knock comes at your door.

You hardly have time to be afraid before your guard, Jill, whispers through the hard wood. "Apologies, my lady! The Queen is on her way!"

You and Leon instantly break apart. Him flying off of your bed and tugging all of his clothes back on, and you dashing over to your wardrobe to get dressed for the day. Luckily enough, your servants had taught you how to dress yourself without help should there ever be an emergency.

Once the both of you have cleaned and are dressed and freshened up, Leon approaches you and places his hands on your cheeks.

Before you can even get a word out, he smushes your lips to his.

He takes your breath away, kissing you so deep you stumble a little in surprise.

Once he pulls away, you're both out of breath, panting and gazing into each other's eyes. His pink lips remain parted as he stares at you, committing every detail of your face to memory all over again.

"I love you."

Your heart jumps as if it is trying to run to him. "I- I love you too..."

And with one final look at you over his shoulder, he walks to the door, and struts out.

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You're sitting at your vanity doing your hair when a strong rap knocks at your door.

You exhale through your nose, immediately knowing who it is. "Enter."

Not even a second later, your mother waltzes into your rooms. "My Darling Daughter! How are you, my little desert rose?"

You smile at her through the mirror. "Hello mother. I'm doing alright... And you?"

She seems to ignore your question and steps behind you, reaching for a hairbrush and swatting your hands away. "Perhaps you can explain something to me, my dear..."

Your breathing begins to accelerate, but you school your expression into curiosity. "Yes, mother?"

Your mother hums, lightly brushing through the stands of your hair. "A little birdie told me... That his highness, Prince Leon, was seen making his way to your chambers last night..."

Your heartbeat pounds in your ears. You can't lie too much; she'll see right through you! "Yes, well... He only came to reintroduce himself, since we never really got to know each other earlier yesterday..."

You're met with silence.

You peek at the mirror to see her reaction. Her face shows no emotion, but her grip on your hair tightens. "I see..."

She senses a lie, but she isn't able to prove it.

She releases your hair and puts the hairbrush down before stepping away and motioning for you to stand.

And you do, standing on wobbling legs and turning to face her.

Her posture has changed. Her back straight and chin held high.

You aren't speaking to your mother anymore.

You are speaking to the Queen.

"(Y/N), you do realize the importance of a lady's purity-"

You sigh and hold back the urge to roll your eyes. "Of course, mother. Bedding a man should wait until a lady is tied to him under the eyes of God-"

Her hand shoots out. You gasp when it connects with your shoulder, squeezing so tight your skin may bruise. You stare at her, a chill running down your spine as a wave of fear washes over you. She's smiling tightly, leaning in to whisper in your ear. "Good. Then I am sure you understand what will happen to you, if you were to indulge in intercourse before your wedding?"

You're shaking, thoughts scattering in your brain. You nod quickly.

The Queen lets you go, straightening once again and brushing off her golden skirts. "Excellent! I'm proud to see that you are setting yourself along the right path."

You place a hand on your abdomen, trying to will air to return to your lungs when she looks at you over her shoulder. "Oh, and (Y/N)?"

You hum, the sound of it low and hard to hear. She smiles at you. "Do not disappoint the Kingdom of Islandia. Do so, and we may have to be the ones to set an example of you."

And with that, she leaves you to collapse in your room, your lungs choking under the weight of her presence.

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A couple of hours later, your presence is requested at the royal court by none other than the King of Duevaula.

Apparently, your family was called upon by another royal house who'd come to settle an issue with Duevaula.

What they'd wanted with Islandia's royals, you had no clue.

Your sister walks at your side as the court doors are opened for you. The second your names are announced, all eyes are on you.

You try not to shy under the attention, keeping your head held high as you approach the steps that lead to the King and Queen's thrones.

You drop into a low curtsy. "Your Majesties." Your sister copies your action.

They nod to the two of you, their faces hard and conflicted.

It is then that you notice the high tension in the room. You're ushered to stand by your parents, who stand to the right of the king.

You try to make eye contact with Leon, who stands by his mother's side, but he doesn't even seem to notice you're there.

Instead, his eyes are focused on the grand doors of the court room, his eyes wide and skin pale.

You begin to worry that perhaps he'd fallen ill, when the court doors suddenly opened.

"Announcing Lord Darien Wong, and his daughter, Lady Ada Wong."

A brisk wind enters the room when they do, every person falling silent.

A quiet so loud a single pin could drop, and everyone would hear it.

Lord Darien bows low. "Your Majesties." His daughter curtsies. Not low enough, but enough to show the right about of respect to the throne.

The King offers no reaction, waving his hand for them to continue.

Lord Darien clears his throat. "Thank you for allowing us to be present within your court. It is truly an honor to stand before a King so-"

The King scoffs. "Yes, yes. I believe that is enough of the pleasantries, Darien. You are beginning to bore me. Get to the point."

The Lord blanches, quickly nodding his head. "Of course, your grace... I have come... to offer my daughter to the young prince."

Your heart stops.

Immediately, cries of outrage ring around the court.

The King silences everyone by a raise of his hand. "I believe you are quite behind, Lord Darien. My son is already engaged to the eldest daughter of Islandia, Princess (Y/N)."

Your mother steps forward. "How impudent must you be? You appear in front of a royal court with this?"

Sweat begins to line Lord Darien's forehead. "Of course, I would not come here to ask this without reason-"

The King rolls his neck, sighing in annoyance. "And what reason couple possibly be enough to break the alliance between our two Kingdoms?"

Lady Ada, who'd been as quiet as you during the whole ordeal, steps forward. She glances at you, the light of a challenge in her dark eyes. You had to admit, she was quite beautiful. Short raven hair, soft features, and red skirts that accented her beauty quite well. If only she hadn't looked at you with... that look in her eye.

Her next words stun everyone into silence.

"Because I am with child. His child."

Silence.

Pure, petrifying, still, overwhelming silence.

Your lungs refuse to bring you air.

You place a hand over your heart, willing it to beat again.

Your sister grabs your arm. You can't tell if it's to help steady you, or if she's trying to get your attention.

The Queen's eyes widen, turning toward Leon with fury in her eyes. "Is this true?"

He glances at you, mouth opening and closing much like a fish. But he has no words. The Queen inhales a sharp breath before standing. "Set a room for Lord Darian and Lady Ada. We will revisit this after we have figured out a few things."

Once the Lord and Lady are escorted out of the courtroom, The Queen looks around the room, glaring as people whisper in each other's ears and point at you. "Get out! All of you!"

The room clears in seconds, leaving a small number of guards and the royal families.

Nara Vella rubs your shoulder.

The Queen sharply turns back towards Leon. "Boy... You better have a good excuse for what just happened in this court. Is what she said true?" Leon's mouth remains shut, eyes flickering to his father, and then to you.

The Queen snaps her fingers in his face. "Tell me, Leon! Did you bed that woman!"

"Yes!"

Your knees nearly give out.

"I did! But-! But it was a long time ago! It never meant anything-"

You don't hear the rest of the conversation, blood roaring in your ears so loud and black spots appearing in your vision.

"(Y/N)-!" Your sister calls your name and everyone's eyes snap to your falling body.

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You think back to when you'd come to Duevaula only a day ago.

You were so mesmerized by it's beauty, eyes lighting at the view of luscious trees and clear skies.

Now you sit on the windowsill of your rooms, drowning in the despair the heavy rain had brought.

After what'd happened in the courtroom, you'd fainted and were carried to your chambers to rest. You'd woken up hours ago but told Jill you didn't want to see anyone.

Your robes splay out behind you, wind from the open window causing the fabric to toss and turn.

You hear your door softly open and sigh. "I don't want to see you."

Leon steps closer. "I thought I'd come and see how you're doing..."

"I am doing fine. Oh, and I do not want to see you."

He sighs, rubbing a hand down his neck. "About what happened in the courtroom... I am sorry, (Y/n). I should have told you. I just- I didn't know how to explain-... I can only beg for your forgiveness-"

Your body temperature rises. "My forgiveness...?"

You slowly stand and turn away from the window to look at him.

His eyes look tired, eyebags now rest on his once perfect face. His lips are chapped, clothes and hair ruffled and out of place.

You stalk toward him. "How? How could I possibly, find it within myself to forgive you?"

You will the tremble out of your voice and point a finger at his chest, causing him to take a step back.

"How dare you ask for my forgiveness?!"

He stutters, forced back another step, but you step forward.

"Over the last 6 years, I have given my everything to you!" Tears gather in your eyes, hands trembling when you shove him back another step.

"My Heart-" You push him again. "My love-!" And again. "My body-!" Again.

You're sobbing now, anger and frustration blinding you. You wrap your arms around yourself, backing away from him. "My- My virtue..."

He reaches for you, but you step away, glaring at him. "It would do us no good for you to be around me... You may take your leave."

His face pales. "M- My Lady, please just let me explain-"

"Jill!"

Not even a moment passes before the door swings open. Jill looks between the two of you for barely a second before holding the door open for Leon. "Your highness."

Leon's eyes plead to you, beg you to hear him out. But your heart can't take anymore. You look away from him and his face falls.

He walks to the door, feet shuffling in defeat. He turns when he passes the door, expression desperate, yet hopeful. "I'll fix this."

Jill shuts the door behind them without a second thought.

And just like that, you're left alone with your thoughts once again.

Who would've known...

Just this morning, you'd been so happy just being in his arms.

And you realize, you've only ever felt happiest with him, behind a closed door.

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Chapter 3

-Via 💕

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