#MISS BLUE I LOVE YOUUUU

[heartsoji]

CAN I HAVE A KISS?

synopsis: in which you see him off

starring nagi seishiro, chigiri hyoma, itoshi sae

warning! chigiri's is a little steamy? but its pretty chill

inspired by the song "see you again"

N. SEISHIRO

"uuugh" nagi groaned into your chest as reo rolled his eyes in the background. "dont wanna go.."

you chuckled fondly as you ruffled his fluffy hair. "it'll be over before you know it."

"noooooo" he whined, shoving his tall frame onto your smaller one. "i dont wanna go! i wanna just stay here with youuuu"

"sei! you're crushing me!"

"dont care."

"..reo! help!"

reo sighed as he plucked nagi off of you. "come on, nagi. we've gotta go."

he groaned. "but its so much of a hassle.."

"too bad. say your last words."

he sighed and mumbled something under his breath before turning his attention back to you.

"can i get a kiss?"

"hm?"

"and can you make it last forever?" he puppy eye-d you.

"im about to go to WAR"

"boy."

"and i dont know if im gonna see you again.."

"NAGI! stop being so dramatic! we're leaving soon. hurry it up."

nagi whined, but then turned his attention back to you. "so.. kiss?"

you planted a sweet kiss to his lips as reo cringed in the background. "it'll be over before you know it. i love you, ok?"

nagi nodded and engulfed you in a huge hug. "i love you too."

"ok, loverboy, thats enough. lets go."

"just a few more minutes.."

"WE'RE LEAVING"

C. HYOMA

it had been awkward between you and hyoma lately.

his whole injury thing had taken a toll on not only his mental health and soccer career, but also your relationship.

still, you wanted to see him off nonetheless.

"be safe," you said awkwardly. "hope its fun."

he chuckled stiffly. "thanks."

there was a long pause where neither of you said anything. the air was tense, and you hated it.

"well," you said, "i'll see you when its over, then."

panic flooded his senses as you began to leave. "wait." he said, grabbing your wrist.

when you turned around to look at him, he averted his gaze. "can i have a kiss?"

your eyes widened in surprise.

"..what?"

you hadn't had any form of real communication since he got injured, and now he's suddenly asking for a kiss?

he let go of you. "uh.. sorry. you dont have to if you dont wa-"

you cut him off with a deep kiss, wanting to taste his lips. his eyes widened a little before returning it, hands in your hair.

when you released for air, you whispered, "i'll make it last forever," before going in for a second round.

after you both pulled away, breathless, chigiri smiled and gazed at you gently, caressing a lock of your hair, trying to remain composed, but his red face giving his real mental state away. "well, sounds like this blue lock thing's gonna be like a war. i dont know how long it'll be until i see you again."

you chuckled fondly. "i'll wait for you, hyoma."

his pretty smile caught the attention of passerby. (um mr. no-pda what r u doing but wtv) "ok. thanks."

he turned around to go, but it was you who grabbed his wrist this time.

"i love you, hyoma."

his gaze softened. "i love you too."

I. SAE

"so you're really leaving for spain, sae?" you mumbled, though you already knew the answer. when you got no response, you sighed and pulled him in for a hug. "i'm gonna miss you."

he hugged you back and squeezed you tight. "me too."

"don't forget about me in spain, ok?"

"ok."

"make sure to call me, ok?"

"ok."

"dont forget! ever week, or every day if possible! ok?"

"ok."

you sighed. "i love you, sae."

to the untrained eye, sae's expression remained the same. the same cold, harsh one that could pierce through walls. but to someone experienced like you, you saw how his expression softened ever so slightly. "i love you too."

lip beginning to quiver, you asked, "can i get a kiss?"

he hesitated, as he was in public, but quickly pressed a kiss to your cheek.

you smiled. "and can you make it last forever? you're about to go to war, y'know."

he rolled his eyes at the dramatic phrasing but gave you a slower, deeper kiss to the lips regardless.

"and i dont know if im gonna see you again!"

he gently pressed a fist to your head jokingly, letting out an 'idiot.' however, although the phrasing wasn't entirely true, he knew exactly what you meant and how you felt. (this guy? mr. no-feelings? ok.) he was sure that he'd see you again at some point, but he had no idea how long that would be. he really wanted to be with you, but he also wanted to pursue his dream, which was nearly within his grasp, and spain was the only place he could do that right now.

you began to tear up. "im really gonna miss you."

"i know. me too."

you were never very good at goodbyes. you didnt even take leaving his house well. but realizing that suddenly, your boyfriend was going to be in a whole different country with a whole different language and a whole different time zone without you, hit you harder than you could've ever expected. it filled you with an indescribable emotion of sadness, fear, emptiness, and more. you didnt want to, as you wanted to stay strong for sae, but you began to cry. tears streamed down your face as your buried your head in his chest, sobbing like a child.

as you cried, your tears on his sweatshirt, you began to wonder if maybe you were annoying sae. maybe he just wanted to leave and get this over with, but you were holding him back and he was just being nice by not turning his back and leaving. however, the way he held you back and pressed a small kiss to your head as he kept you firmly in his grasp told you that although he didnt express it like you did, he, too, was feeling an indescribable feeling. it told you that even though it would be hard, it would work out.

you sighed, laughing slightly, and pulled away from the hug. "well, i guess i'll be seeing you some other time, then."

"i guess so," he answered.

"bye, sae."

"bye, y/n."

you cried on the way home, once you got home, and the days that followed. you felt so lonely now that he was gone, but the daily 'goodmorning,' 'how are you,' and 'goodnight' texts helped you through it. your personal favorite, however, was the daily 'i love you' text.

(spoiler alert: his favorite was the 'i love you too' text)

heartsoji 𑁍 please do not steal, plagiarize, or repost onto any platform. thank you!

#i actually have never read the manga so im just guessing sae's personality off of the fics ive read #kalo says hes toxic but i think kalos just a hater 🙄 🙄 #nagi x reader #nagi x you #nagi fluff #nagi x y/n #nagi angst #nagi imagines #nagi comfort #chigiri x reader #chigiri x you #chigiri fluff #chigiri x y/n #chigiri angst #chigiri imagines #chigiri comfort #sae x reader #sae x you #sae fluff #sae x y/n #sae angst #sae imagines #sae comfort

[dinas-a-bird]

Okay so I’m imma request something you don’t have to do it!! But I love your work and uh idk I had an idea so.

Maybe dom g!p Abby and fem sub reader going to celebrate pride. On the way someone asks reader for their number and reader can’t say no so they say yes. Abby gets all pissed because she’s jealous. Anyways the person who asked reader for their number sees them kissing and Abby sees them as well getting all touchy with reader till the other person leaves. Well Abby fucks reader in a toilette or something to show them who they belong to. Idk if that makes sense😭. Also I got a huge breeding kink so if you could add it, that would be great.

Thank youuuu<3

I LOVED WRITING THIS REQUEST-anyway sorry this took so long my lovely anon, I started it then got writers block🥲 BUT I MANAGED TO FINALLY FINISH IT YIPPIE! I did change the request a little with how abby got jealous so I hope that is okay, but the smut is smutty and I tried my best to incorporate the breeding kink as well! this whole one-shot had a mind of its own once I got going

MINORS DNI

Unexpected Attention

Pairing: dom g!p Abby Anderson x sub!fem!reader

Warnings: smut, fingering r!receiving, pet-names (good girl, princess, baby, sweet girl), dom!Abby, sub!reader, possessive!Abby, g!p!Abby, breeding kink, implied after care, penetration r!receiving, multiple orgasms, praise, degrading(blink and you'll miss it), use of y/n, modern AU

Summary: Ellie wants your number, Abby has other plans.

Word Count: 1,924

A/N: As always comments are appreciated and sorry for any spelling/grammar mistakes, enjoy!

It is a bright and vibrant day as you and Abby make your way to the pride parade being held downtown, hand in hand. As you continue walking you start to see the streets lined with colorful banners, people walking about celebrating. You finally make it to the celebration and Abby looks over to you grinning, her blue eyes sparkling with excitement. "Isn't this amazing, y/n?" she says, raising her voice to be heard over the cheerful crowd.

You nod, a smile spreading across your face. "It's incredible, Abs. I'm so glad you convinced me to come."

Soon you both find a spot to stand to watch the parade floats ride by. Abby looks around searching for something and as soon as she sees it she smiles and looks back down at you. “I’m going to head inside to the restroom,” She points over her shoulder to a restaurant not too far away, “You okay standing here and saving my spot till I get back?” Typically, Abby wouldn't dare leave you alone in a crowd like this, but because the restaurant was so close by she thought nothing would happen to you in the span of a couple minutes.

You peek around her, eyeing the building, you nod your head, “I’ll be okay Abs. Just be quick please.” She kisses your forehead, mumbling reassurances, before she heads off.

As you wait, you keep your eyes glued to the building your girlfriend entered. Only a minute or so has passed when you feel a light tap on your shoulder. “Hey cutie.” Spinning around you see a slender woman, who's wearing a confident smirk, standing inches away from you. 

As the woman introduces herself as Ellie, you can’t help but notice her bold and flirtatious demeanor, something Abby would definitely not approve of. Her smirk and confident stance make it clear that she has an interest in you. Your heart races slightly, unsure of how to handle this situation.

"Hey," you reply, trying to maintain a friendly tone despite feeling a little uneasy. "I'm y/n."

Ellie's eyes gleam with amusement as she leans in closer. "Y/n, huh? That's a beautiful name for a beautiful girl," she compliments, her words laced with charm.

You blush slightly, feeling a mix of flattery and discomfort, mostly discomfort. "Thank you… Ellie. It's nice to meet you."

She chuckles, her eyes lingering on yours. "Likewise. You know, I couldn't help but notice you from across the crowd. You really stood out."

You shift uncomfortably, glancing around for Abby's return. "Oh, well, thank you. It's a fun day to stand out… I guess."

Ellie's smirk only grows wider, clearly enjoying the thought of having some kind of effect on you. "You're definitely not wrong about that. So, how about we exchange numbers? Maybe we can hang out sometime," she suggests. Leaning in closer she puts her phone in your empty hand.

You hesitate, Abby's possessiveness lingering in the back of your mind. But before you can respond, a voice cuts through the air, causing both you and Ellie to turn.

Abby is striding back towards you with purpose in her step. Her eyes lock onto Ellie, and you see her jaw clench slightly as she approaches. "Hey, sorry it took a bit longer than I thought," Abby looks at you, completely ignoring Ellie's presence.

"It's okay, Abs. This is Ellie. She was just..talking to me," you reply, gesturing towards the woman beside you.

Abby's eyes narrow slightly, but she forces a disingenuine smile. "Oh, hi Ellie. I'm Abby," she says, extending her hand to the woman.

Ellie takes Abby's hand, her smirk still in place. "Nice to meet you, Abby. Y/n here is quite the charmer," she gives you a playful wink.

Abby's grip tightens slightly on Ellie's hand, her expression becoming cold. "Yeah, I know.” Ellie seems almost unfazed by Abby’s harsh grip as they shake hands, almost relishing the challenge. Sensing the tension between the two, you decide to speak up.

"Actually, Ellie was just about to leave Abs," you say, placing the girl's phone in her unoccupied hand. "We were just having a quick chat. Right, Ellie?"

Ellie glances at you and then back at Abby, seemingly enjoying the drama unfolding before her. "Yeah, you're right. I should get going. It was nice meeting both of you." She gives you one last lingering look before walking away.

As soon as Ellie is out of earshot, Abby turns to you, her expression stern. "What was that about?"

You sigh, feeling guilty for the interaction. "I didn't expect her to approach me like that, Abs. She just started flirting with me and then asked to exchange numbers. But I didn’t put mine in her phone Abby, I promise."

Abby's jaw tightens again, and she takes a deep breath before mumbling. "Fuck.. alright c’mon." She grips your hand and leads you out of the crowd, you glance back and see Ellie watching you both with a playful smirk. You try to shake the image out of your mind as you look back up at your girlfriend.

“Abs, where are we goin?” Your voice cracks. Her gaze doesn't shift as she mumbles something, her voice drowned out by the parade. Soon she stops and opens a door, you look up and realize it's the same restaurant she entered earlier that evening. Once inside Abby grips your hand tight and leads you through the dining area to the back where the restrooms are located. Once there she ushers you inside and locks the door behind her.

Before you can ask what is happening, Abby pins you against the sink, your ass pressing into the growing bulge in her jeans. "I know you where going to give that fucking girl your number, if you're really that desperate to be fucked, then having my cock buried deep inside of you in a public restroom should be perfect. Don't you think?" You open your mouth to speak but all that comes out is a pitiful whine as Abby's calloused hands push down your pants and underwear.

"You're going to be a good girl for me, right? Or would you rather me go out there and find Ellie?" Abby hisses into your ear.

"I'll be...be good." you choke out, your eyes closing as you feel Abby’s fingers slipping in between your folds.

"Fuck.. your so wet.. Is this all for me? Or is it for her?" Abby asks as she roughly inserts two of her fingers into you.

"All for you Abs" you manage to get out in between little whimpers and moans. After a couple more thrusts she pulls out her fingers and looks at them.

"You wet enough for me to stick a third finger in you, get you ready for my cock?" You manage to open your mouth but all that falls out of it are soft cries for her to put her fingers back. "When I ask you a question I expect an answer princess." You manage to let out a soft, "get me ready for your cock please."

"Good girl." She leans back into you, three of her fingers diving into your soaked pussy. "I'm going to make you mine," she growls her breath hot on your neck, "you're going to get so wet and hot for my cock that you won't be able to stop yourself from coming all over my fingers before I give it to you."

"'m yours please." you let out a choked sob of pleasure as she pumps her fingers harder.

"That's my good girl." She lets out a loud groan as she watches her fingers, stretching you open as she pushes them in as far as she can get them. "Your so fucking wet.. and so tight. I can feel you tightening 'round my fingers baby. You think you deserve to cum?" she asks, her finger pumping into you as she watches you.

"Yes!" you let out in a throaty moan, her finger thrusting into you as you feel yourself closing around her. "Please please.. let me cum!" Abby lets out a low groan as she pushes her fingers in deeper.

"Cum for me y/n, show me who you belong to."

"I belong to you! Abby, I'm yours!" You cry out as your legs start to shake.

"Fuck, thats it princess" Abby soothes as she holds you down by your hips, her fingers pumping into you as you cum around them. "You think your ready for my cock now? You think you deserve it" She kisses your neck, sucking a mark into the soft skin. A choked out please is all you can manage before you feel Abby remove her fingers and start pulling on her jeans and boxers behind you.

"I'm going to cum in you princess, you're going to be mine, and you're going to love it." you whine at her words and try to press your ass into her member. "You like that don't you dirty girl? The thought of me fucking a baby into that sweet cunt of yours?" Her words sound degrading but you can't help but feel your slick run down your thighs as she says them.

"please.. Abs..need it" you whimper.

"Shhh..sweet girl...i'll make sure not a drop of my cum leaves your pretty pussy." Abby's lips touch your ear, her hand guiding her cock to your entrance. She gently pushes the head of her thick member into you, then inches of her length until she's fully buried inside. After giving you a moment to adjust she slowly starts moving, sliding in and out of you as you whimper and moan in pleasure.

"You're taking me so well. I bet Ellie could never fuck you as well as I do." Abby whispers to you as she moves your hips, forcing her cock in and out of you at a faster pace.

"Please... please…’m yours..” you beg, feeling her fingers at your clit as she moves into you. "want you to breed me...need it Abs" You feel Abbys mouth start to leave sloppy kisses on your neck as she moans.

"you're such a good girl for me" she mumbles into your neck, her hips slamming into yours. "I'm going to make you feel so good. 'm gonna fill you up so good."

you choke back a sob as you feel your abdomen tightening. "'m gonna cum" you manage to say.

"Wait princess 'm almost there." Abby lets out a low groan as she thrusts faster. "Gonna fill you up with my seed...you're going to be so full of me." After a couple more thrusts Abby feels her thighs tighten. "fuck..cum with me" she begs as she thrusts harder.

“I'm cumming" you cry out, your body clenching around her as you feel your walls clamp down and milk her seed inside you. "Fuck...I love you Abby...I love you so much" you sob as she pulls her mouth away and kisses your ear.

"I love you too" she whispers before pulling her cock out of you. Abby grabs some paper towels and begins to clean you up as best she can. Once you both are cleaned up and redressed Abby leans in and engulfs you in a comforting hug. "How about we go home and take a nice bath?" She asks, kissing the top of your head.

Nodding your head you sigh into her chest, "I'd like that." Abby smiles at you as she steps away and begins to unlock the bathroom door.

#female reader #ellie williams #reader insert #dinas-a-bird #female y/n #ellie tlou2 #y/n #abby anderson #abby tlou #abby x reader #the last of us 2 #abby x fem!reader #abby x you #abby x y/n #abby smut #smut #fluff #aftercare #praise #breeding kink go brrrr #breeding k1nk #dom!abby #sub!reader #pet names #degredation kink

[beiasluv]

Hiii! Love your writing! I was wondering if you can write a cute avatar fic with the reader is human and lo’ak or netayam falling in love with reader and always checking on her like checking if her mask is on properly and stuff. Thank youuuu 🥰🥰🥰

lo’ak x human!reader

a/n: YES PLEASE, I WANNA WRITE FOR LO’AK / enjoy 🤍

masterlist

being one of those babies who got left on pandora has its pro’s and con’s

pro’s, you get to spend time on this excellent planet, instead of the crusty dusty earth.

con’s, it gets quite lonely.

you imagine it couldn’t get worst; until your human friend, spider, wandered out of the lab for the first time. not being of the age yet, you were basically left behind by him.

for the first few times, you felt isolated and lonely in the lab. you started to recognize how weird the lab actually is, how quiet it gets during the day and night, how the pandora plants glowed in the dark, and different tools wiring around the lab

spider, being a good friend he is, never visited the lab, unless he is terribly hungry. which, he crammed a lot of stuff into his mouth, and without a glance, he’s off into the forest.

well, you always like to babble to grace since you were a baby. now, she’s your only candle burning. it felt weird at first, but who is there to actually care? none, you can talk none sense all day long.

grace twitches sometimes to your blabbing but non other than that. crazy as it might sound, it gave you a little hope that she was listing to your heart and soul.

until one day, spider brought some visitors.

he introduced you to kiri and lo’ak. your breath was taken away by the resemblance of kiri to grace, it was like eywa responded to your prayer for a friend. kiri connected to you immediately like you’ve known each other for so long. well, she’s glad that at least there is another girl alive.

the other visitor gave you a lingered look on your small frame and your face

you didn’t say anything but a lump in your throat started to form. had to excuse yourself out of the room to catch some breath, but faith isn’t quite on your side, or is it?

“hey, i saw you back there, are you okay?” he crouched down held your shoulder questioning.

“i- i am fine, thank you.”

“by the way, i’m lo’ak, nice to meet you,” he held out his blue giant hand.

“i’m y/n,” you reached out for his hand, which it engulfed your tiny hand in it, spreading the coldness against your skin.

lo’ak was definitely screaming internally how small your hand was compared to his. on that moment, unknowingly, he made a vow to protect you and swear with his life on it.

“your face is getting hot, are you okay?” you cubbed his reddened face in your tiny hands.

flustered lo’ak entered the chat

now, that was about 5 years ago. lo’ak was still a baby (even though he was bigger than you, but anyways) you guys were still 13 years old. until these past few years, puberty hit him like a BUS

he had grown taller, obviously, and more muscly. his chubby face grew some sharp angles, contrasting to his soft pouty lips

your frame had changed as well. you’ve grew more comfortable in your own flesh and body, which lo’ak definitely noticed.

he just loves how tiny you are (compared to him) and how easily he can crush your bone in his hand. hell yeah, he can even lift you off the ground with one hand. it made him even more determined to protect you from everything this planet had to offer

you guys didn’t grew only physically, but also emotionally. your souls bonded and fitted together perfectly like a piece that was missing from each other.

one day, lo’ak decided to took an action and asked you to be his partner, and he did it the sweetest way possible.

that whole day, i can guarantee that you guys barely had a moment where you skins are not touching each other. he lovesss staying close to you, especially that special day.

when you agreed to finally leave the lab, he was so thrilled. to the point that he never leave your side like you are a baby 🥺

“got your mask?” he caressed your face.

“yep.”

“oxy- oxygen tank?”

“yep.”

“good girl,” 😳 he petted your hair. “let’s go,” without a second word you are hurled up against his back.

always carrying you arounddddd. when you say you can walk yourself he would be like: “noooo, sweetheart, you will hurt your feet, let me carry you.”

if you say he’ll get tired he’ll say that he’ll never get tired of you, plus you fitted perfectly in his embrace. AHEM, just another excuse to hold you close.

of course, he loves to change up the position around. his favorite is bridal style, cuz who doesn’t love seeing your face every time he looks down. plus, he can feel your hands around his neck and your breath against his chest.

your favorite have to be piggy back, ALL THE WAY. you love holding your body against his back. plus, teasing him by kissing his neck is so funny. he’ll tremble in your touch and his purrs will slip out 😳

if you are flying together, he will be super extra EXTRA careful for you, like wrapping an arm around your waist smth like that 😩

will and definitely have a safe word with you. if he gets too extreme sometimes, you’ll have to pull him back (you dirty minded, guys, i was talking about like jumping off a clif or smth 😳)

but you rarely have to use the safe word because he is super caring for youu

he knows how your much your human body can take and will be super acknowledging towards that. if you are tired, he will immediately drop everything and hold you close so you can have a nappy time 🥺

made it as his habit to always carry around an extra mask, in case sometime goes wrong

buttt his favorite of all time would be touching your skin and hands

it brings comfort to him when he knows that he isn’t the only one with five fingers in the family. well, yes, his dad might have them, but he never really acknowledged the judgment from others. people respected him, lo’ak just wanted a simpler life like his dad’s.

your babyboy is sad, so you will do something. every night, he will be showered with comforting and reassuring words. holding his hand and emphasizing on his pinkie, you will kiss them one by one. intertwining them as if you will never take them off.

“see, we have the same pinkie, and these fingers are special. you are special to me, lo’ak.”

we all know that in that moment he wanted to crush you in his arm and inject you into his vein. he loves you so much but it pains him for not being able to hold your face.

so, obviously, his favorite place to spend time with you is at the lab. BECAUSE he can caress your face and every inch of you without the problem of the mask.

he loves tracing down from your eyebrows, feeling the tickling sensation against his fingertips, your nose, how they are more curved out from your face than his, and your mouth, touching your juicy lips as he resist the urge to plant a kiss on them

going down your chin, neck, and everything AAAAA

you LOVE touching his nose, how cute it is and how it twitches to every little sensitive things. your honorable mention is his tail, how it brushes and wraps against your skin.

BUTT YOU LOVE EVERY PART OF HIM PERIODT

he will DROOL if he sees you wearing them na’vi clothes. he loves how it accentuated your body and every part of you.

obviously, because it was more revealing to him and he is OBSESSED. gets protective when other people look at you tho >: “you are only my sight to see, only for me”

obsessed with your hairrr

whether it is straight, curly, wavy, long, or short he will find a way to style it according to na’vi’s culture.

will beg kiri to braid your hair and compliment you every 10 seconds

OVERALL = PROTECTIVE LO’AK BBG FOR YOU 10000/10

today’s a great day to take a break 🤍 emotionally and physically, you deserve it <3

@rosaryos / @bumblinbumblvee / @nyotamalfoy / @fangirl-2610 / @astablacksword / @lokisblueskin

#fanfiction #avatar imagine #avatar the way of water #avatar x reader #imagines #lo’ak imagine #lo’ak x reader #lo’ak sully

[bougiebutchbitch]

Oh absolutely I just meant like in shanks’ panicked mind the worst case scenario is that like Buggy is either totally trapped and miserable or completely brainwashed and being taken advantage of — and I like the irony and shanks-torture of him having to grapple with the realization that not only is Buggy totally happy doing and into all the kinky stuff — but that this is also a completely emotionally fulfilling relationship. It’s not enough for Shanks to run into his old sweetheart and learn they were the equivalent of gay and kinky the whole time — I need him to run into the equivalent of his old sweetheart/best friend happily married and THRIVING! Shanks can’t just see Buggy with a sexy kinky rich man. He needs to see Buggy in the most Hallmark-ass idealized relationship with said man. Shanks shows up expecting buggy to be a sobbing wreck and beg him to save him etc etc and instead buggy is like. Asking shanks to come to their next dinner party. Telling him about their latest trip. Confiding that their on the fence about children and when the right time would be and not wanting to rush

Like that would DESTROY shabks (and also maybe j think it’s kind of fun and a little sexy kinky if crocodile accidentally changes himself for buggy) for Crocodile and Buggy to not just be having exclusive monogamous mind blowing sex — but also for them to both with be or quickly headed straight for being heads over heels in love with each other

ohohohohooooooo this is an excellent clarification!! Thank youuuu!

And just - YES! Shanks would honestly probably be kinda okay with Buggy sleeping around with whomsoever he pleases? I get the sense he's a very free 'n' easy kinda lover!

But the thought of Buggy having a deep, 'you're the only one who really gets me' sort of emotional connection with someone else? Buggy thriving with someone else? Buggy developing emotionally and growing into his power, gaining self-confidence, and legitimately becoming a better version of himself thanks to Crocodile's guidance - and having a similarly mutually beneficial, warm and respectful relationship with Crocodile?? Freaking CROCODILE??????

Both of them making each other better, incrementally, day after day?

That is Shanks' Bad Place. He is not okay. He is calling Mihawk blitz-drunk on the phone at 3am and babbling incoherently about how he misses and loves his blue baby sooooooo much. Mihawk is holding the phone away from his ear, rolling his eyes at Crocodile over Buggy's snoring head, tucking his arm tighter around them both and sighing

#Shanks will be engulfed into the polycule btw #they will eat him like an amoeba #like a phagocyte nomming down on a bad bacterium #he will join their nuclei <3 #but he has to be an angsty bitch first. he deserves it I think #shuggy #cross guild #these messy middle-aged men need to smooch and make up but ALSO to be tormented and divorced 5eva #for my entertainment

[kuni-loves-me]

This is just a little clip of the first chapter from a Velvet x female reader/OC (idk yet) that I'm making.

Tell me about what you think!

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Loud Cheers.

That's all that could be heard. The sound of screaming, clapping, stomping. It rang in your ears. The shouts of fans screaming their idols name in hopes of being noticed.

It hurt my head...

But in reality, I was just like them. I was screaming and jumping in excitement. I was pushing people out of the way to get better views. I was waving my hands and shouting their name... I wanted to be noticed.

A crazed obsessed fan.

But it was useless. It always was. To them, I was nothing more than another background character. Another person handing them money only so they could continue to ignore my presence and miss me every time.

God, it wasn't fair. I'd do anything to have their attention... To have her's. To have her beautiful blue eyes locked on mine. To hear her beautiful voice directed to me, and me alone. To be the reason she smiled...

Was that too much?

Probably. But what did I know? I was only 17. A silly, love-sick 17 year old willing to do anything to get the attention of the woman she loved.

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It's just a small clip. I wanna continue but I wanna know what everyone thinks first.

Is it bad, good? A good intro? Any mistakes? Yada yada. Js any kinda feedback would be nice.

Thank youuuu. 🫶🫶

#velvet trolls #velvet and veneer #velvet #velvet x reader #velvet x oc #trolls veneer #veneer #trolls band together #trolls 3 #trolls 2023 #trolls obsessed rn #trolls #i need more velvet content #i love Velvet so much #I'm genuinely so obsessed #give feedback #i haven't written in so long #rock oc #pop x rock #wlw #velvet is gay in this #can't convince me that she isn't gay anyway #gay #lesbian #lesbian couple #I'm writing this shit on Wattpad

[mariaace]

Itadori Yuji headcanons

Itadori x GN!reader

Warnings ⚠️: mention of blood one time

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Omg Itadori is such a sweetheart like where do i even start 😆😆😆

So Yuji LOVES to show you off. To like everyone! He would always take you with him whenever he can and introduce you to his friends and talk about you ALL the time to them😗

He would probably ask Gojo for advice on asking you out and Gojo would give him literally the most hilarious ideas, so when Megumi heards that Itadori wants to ask you out he just drags him in a room and tells him to NOT do any of the things Gojo told him lmao.

He would be texting you all the time things like "i miss youuuu💘💝💝🧡🩵💙💝" even if you saw each other a few hours ago, "how was your dayyy babeee?!?!?!" Even if you already told him how it went

If he go and ask Megumi about what to do in a sertian situation Megumi would act annoyed and would told him to not ask him, bue he is really observant and he would help him out............. eventually.

If Itadori hurt himself in one of his missions he would ALWAYS run to you so you could tend his injuries. (If it's not something serious and he would need Shoko). Even if there is blood on him just your touches calm him after missions so he would ask you to help him after them

He is really scared Sukuna to not say something to you out of the blue, or even worse to hurt you while he Yuji has no control. He would blame himself soooooooooooooooooooo much for it, like boy wouldn't go out of his room. Please reassure him that everything is alright

He would be spending most of the time in your room cuddling or clinging onto you when you guys aren't training that Gojo would literally think that he sleeps in your room. When Yuji hears that he is begging Gojo to let him sleep in your room

He would let you do skincare on him. He would not just let you he would BEG you to do it, because it's a win for him- he is spending time with you, you are talking, he is looking at you and your hands are on him. What could a human possibly want?

I feel like when you agreed to be his gf the first person that he would tell is Nanami or Megumi depends on who is closer. Like boy would hug you and spin you around and then would run off to tell them, cuz he is so happy

©mariaace 2024 do not modify, plagiarize, copy or claim any of my works!

#jjk #jujutsu kaisen #yuji itadori #jjk itadori #itadori x reader #jjk yuji #jujutsu itadori #tumblr fyp #jjk anime #jjk headcanons #x reader #jjk fluff #mariaace 🪼

[tokio-motel]

gm baeeee i missed uuuu😍😍😍

i jus thought of smth and now i’m gonna give it to youuuu

georg and tom(together cuz like why not and it can be headcanons or a full fic) who got a bf who kinda stims(for example clapping your hands, shaking your fingers, jumping up and down etc etc u can do more research later on if u want) when hes excited or doing things he rlly rlly likes BUT

but but but sadly in the past hes been called weird for it and if tom and georg gave reader smth they know he really likes on the outside it’s gonna look like he doesn’t care for it but he’s actually holding the stims cause he thinks his bfs are gonna find him weird😔🤞🏾(for me holding in stims can be painful cause it feels like your straining or holding in a really bad cough)

OMFG

I GOTTA DO THAT GUSTAV THING U SENT ME

ONE MIMENT

GEORG X MALE READER X TOM

hiiii bae i missed you more 😻😻 if this is bad or inaccurate i apologize, i did try doing some research on the topic aswell

Georg and Tom exchanged excited glances with each other as they placed a perfectly wrapped box infront of their boyfriend. It was a shiny, metallic blue color along with a satin white ribbon. On the side of the box was written "To: M/N" . Tom looked at the boy excitedly, barley being able to contain a huge grin being spread across his face. "For you, M/N!" he chuckled to himself as he watched his eyes widen slightly as your face lit up.

"F..for me?" You questioned, slightly squirming in your seat as you felt your heart beat a little faster, excitement and nervousness pulsing through your veins as you ran your fingers gently along the sides of the beautiful box infront of him. Georg smiled warmly, pushing a strand of hair behind his ear as he looked at the boy with love. "Of course, M/N! You deserve it. Now c'mon, open it!"

With shaking hands, You inched closer to the box, carefully pulling off the blue wrapping paper to reveal a beige colored box, practically begging to be opened. "What could it be.." You muttered quietly to yourself, gently shaking the box making something rattle inside. "Well, it's not a puppy if that's what you were hoping for." Tom's dreads swung behind him as he leaned in closer, his voice tinted with a bit of sarcasm.

You giggled quietly, pushing Tom in the shoulder. You could barley keep still, your hands were shaking and you kept shifting from foot to foot. Georg looked at you expectantly, a warm smile on his face. "Alright, just open it already!" he chuckled, inching a bit closer to you. You took a deep breath as he unfolded the box gently. You drummed your fingers on the sides of the box with one hand as the other went into the box, pushing aside the tissue paper. You grasped the item in your hand, staying like that for just a moment before you hesitantly pulled it out of the box completely.

".. Oh my god." you said breathlessly, your eyes widening and your jaw slightly dropped, rotating the item in your hand. You rocked back and forth on your feet, hands shaking as you tried not to move them to clap or ball them up. You didn't want to drop the item your boyfriends had gotten you, but trying to stay still like this was starting to hurt you and make you more anxious.

Georg smiled at you softly, his hand rubbing your back slowly in circles. "Do you like it, M/N?" he hummed, pecking your cheek gently. You felt your heart beat faster as you gripped onto the item a bit harder, trying to control yourself with a deep breath. "I... Yeah!" you managed, legs bouncing under you. You managed a small smile as you tried to keep your stims and movements to a minimum. You didn't want to scare them or make them nervous, so you tried your best to hide your excitement.

Tom looked at you for a second before slinging an arm around your shoulder, a hand going to yours which was holding the gift. "You don't have to hide anything from us..We want to see you happy, babe." he coaxed, kissing your cheek.

Georg added, "We don't want you to hurt yourself or be uncomfortable. You don't need to hold back." he ran his hands down your sides, rubbing in a circular motion.

You tried to bite back the massive grin but failed, letting out s soft squeal as you tightened your grip on the item, bringing it closer to your face. "Oh my god! How.. How did you even get this?" you bounced on your legs happily, your hands shaking as you placed the item infront of you, looking at it with awe as you clapped your palms together quietly, waves of happiness wracking though your body.

Tom just chuckled, pulling you closer as he brought you into a hug, kissing the top of your head. "A wizard never reveals his secrets." you heard Georg snort beside you, guffawing at Toms comment. "A magician never reveals his secrets," Georg corrected, taking another step close to you guys as he looked down at the resent they had gotten you.

#ermmm the item wasn't specified cuz everybody likes something different 😇 #tokio hotel x reader #tokio hotel x male reader #tokio hotel x you #tokio hotel #tom kaulitz #tom kaulitz x male reader #tom kaulitz x reader #tom kaulitz x you #tom kaulitz x y/n #georg listing x reader #georg listing x male reader #georg listing #dear god this took an hour to write #idk why

[djoseph-quinn]

Birthday Traditions

Relationship: Eddie Munson x AFAB!Reader

Summary: It’s your birthday and Eddie celebrates you.

Note: My birthday was this week so Thais was inspired by that. this is my first time posting smut so-

Warnings: smut (MDNI), spanking, overuse of pet names, others??

Word Count: 1.7k

Warm. As you began to wake you took in your surroundings. The soft comforter encompassing you the cool breeze entering through the window across the room. Why were you so warm?

Then you felt his arm across your waist his breath tickling your cheek and soft circles being drawn on your hip by his fingers.

“Good morning sweetheart,” he whispered right in your ear

“Morning Eds” you yawned cuddling deeper into his hold.

“Happy birthday baby”

“Thank youuuu” you giggle turning to tuck your face into his chest. “Can we just stay here all day?”

“You know I would love nothing more,” Eddie signed before continuing “but you have got to get up and go to work.”

“That’s stupid,” you mumble back curling into him even more. Your bring your hands to his sides and start stroking his chest so slowly before planting soft kisses to his sternum.

“Oh none of that darling”

“What do you mean?” You respond feigning innocence between more kisses to his soft skin sucking it between your teeth. You smirk when you hear his breath catch. But before you can go back to your assault of his chest you are rolled onto your back with Eddie hovering above you, one hand pinning yours tightly above your head and the other softly caressing your cheek.

“You know what I mean, Love” he laughs as a pout forms on your face. “Oh come on, none of that” his lips meet your neck waiting for you to drop your attitude. But, you aren’t ready to lose. That is until he starts worrying the skin between his teeth, pulling back only to blow cool air on the spot he had marked. A small whisper escaped your mouth before you could stop it.

“There’s my good girl.” You blushed at his praise, “Now let’s get you up and dressed so you don’t get fired.” He moves off of the bed and offers you a hand up. “I’ll drive you in today, we can stop and get breakfast on our way if you hurry up.”

With a dramatic sigh you grab his hand and hoist yourself up. “Can you pick me up too?”

“Already planning on it baby”

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By the time your shift was over you were exhausted. Missing the days when a birthday meant you could abandon all responsibilities and just do what you want. As you made your way out you saw Eddie already parked out front, with the passenger door open and a large bouquet in his hand. You couldn’t help but skip over to him.

“There’s the birthday girl!” Eddie yells seeing you exit the building. It only makes you move toward him faster, searching for the comfort that you felt this morning. As soon as you reach him you are wrapped around him, ignoring the flowers in favor of his touch. “Long day baby?”

You simply nodded into his chest.

“I’m sorry, baby” he said as his free hand went up to stroke your hair.

“Missed you” you mumbled into his shirt before tentatively stepping back.

“I missed you too,” he said looking into your eyes. “I always miss you when you’re not around.”

The blush that tainted you cheeks was intense. You could no longer keep his gaze, looking instead at the gorgeous bouquet he got you.

“Are these for me?”

“Of course, pretty girl”

“Thank you Eds” you grabbed the flowers and gave him a kiss on the cheek. Now it was his turn to blush.

“Anything for you. Now let’s get you home so we can really celebrate.” He responded, offering you a sand as you climbed into the passenger seat.

The drive back was quiet but you were thankful for that. You enjoyed every second as Eddie drove with his hand on your thigh.

As you entered your shared apartment you were overwhelmed with the decorations that Eddie had covered the space in. There was no discernible theme or color palette just an explosion of silver ‘Happy Birthday’ balloons, a rainbow tablecloth, and pink, red, green, and blue streamers hanging haphazardly across the ceiling. It was perfect.

“Happy Birthday my love,” Eddie stepped in front of you and his brows furrowed. He held your face in his hands as he swiped away a tear you hadn’t realized had fallen. “Hey, are you okay?”

“More than,” you smiles at him “I am so in love with you” you brought your lips to his in a tender kiss.

“Well thank god,” He said “because I am also in love with you.” Before his lips were on yours again.

You were obsessed with the feeling of him soft yet strong, you opened your lips to allow him entrance. His tongue danced with yours teasing you with quick nips of your lip before diving in for another taste.

“I will never get enough of you,” he sighed as you took a breath. Resting his forehead against yours, “but I have a couple of surprises still, so I need you to make your way to the bedroom while I get these flowers in water” he said turning to look at the long forgotten bouquet on the kitchen counter.

“I can put them in a vase Eds,” you said l always quick to try and please him.

“No no no you won’t” he quickly retorted. “I got you a gift not a chore. Now you get yourself comfy. I’ll be there soon.”

Reluctantly you left Eddie and made your way into the bedroom. Sitting in the center of the bed was a silky night gown and matching panties. You wiped off the little makeup you had applied for work and got into the garments before perching yourself on the end of the bed. You toyed with the lacy trim of the gown as you waited for Eddie to join you.

“God, even more beautiful than I could have imagined,” was the first thing you heard as Eddie entered the room. He loved watching you flush with the praise.

“Thank you Eddie,” your eyes still downturned to keep from blushing even more. But Eddie read right through you, placing a hand under your chin turning your head to look up at him.

“I know you had a long day so I’m gonna help you. I’m gonna make you feel good.” His lent down to place one soft kiss on your lips. Warmth flooded your cunt at the simple act. “I’m sure you know the tradition of birthday spankings, right Princess?”

“Yes, sir”

“Very good,” He sat next to you on the bed “so I need you to be a good girl and bend over my knee here.” You nodded silently, already fading into the floaty submissive head space that you love so much, and moved to settle yourself on his knee.

“Such a good girl for me,” his praise flows like water today, making sure you feel celebrated. His hand rubs circles on the fat of you ass until you are fully pliant in his lap. Your eyes start to flutter as you relax into the comfort that is Eddie.

The sharp sting on your left cheek had you jolting against his jeans. You had nearly forgot why you were here.

“That’s one” Eddie said moving to soothe the spot he just struck before landing another strike to your opposite cheek, “and two, you are being such a good girl for me aren’t you baby?” You simply nodded in response before he struck you again.

Soft whimpers started to leave your lips as he approached double digits. “Oh my good girl, you are so perfect. He took a break from his assault and let his fingers trail to the wetness staining the silk between your legs. “Feeling good baby?” You were far beyond words all of your senses were filled with Eddie. “Nice and wet all for me, isn’t that right Princess?” Moans were now falling constantly from your lips. Eddie’s fingers knew how to play your body as well as he played his guitar. Your brain grew foggier and foggier falling into the pleasure he was giving you.

The sharp smack on your wet cunt made you yelp, “Daddy!” The first tears broke your waterline and streamed down your cheeks.

“Oh sweetheart we aren’t done yet,” he chuckled before continuing his assault on your ass. “Did you loose count baby? Brain go nice and dumb for me,” each sentence punctuated with a hard smack and a swipe of his fingers through your wet folds. You nodded back to him completely unaware of what number you were at or how long you had been here.

Finally he slowed down, a new pattern developing of a quick smack followed by a slow drag of his fingers through your folds, circling your clit and withdrawing for another smack muttering praises to you the whole time. With a final harsh hit he spoke up.

“All done baby. Such a special girl. You are so perfect for me. I am so proud of you my perfect angel.” He soothes your red and bruised behind, “Did you have fun princess?” He asked moving his finger back to the wetness between your thighs. “Looks like you did, is that right?”

“Thank you daddy,” your voice brokers and weak. His longest finger plunged into your cunt with ease, “Feels so good.”

“You are welcome, princess” Eddie smiled down at you. “What do you want now, birthday girl?”

“Please, Eds”

“Gotta use your words baby, I’ll give you the world you just have to tell me” his smile sweet but condescending.

“Please fuck me,” words rushing from your lips as you sat up and looked into his eyes with your glossy ones, “I wanna cum so bad. I wanna cum so bad it hurts, please daddy, please make me cum”

“Shhh shh baby it’s okay I’ve got you” he chuckled, grabbing the hem of your new silk gown and lifting it over your head. You whimpered feeling him pull the now dark wet fabric of your panties off. He shamelessly brought the garment to his nose. “Sweeter than honey, baby” his words only drenching you further.

“Please Eds,”

“Okay baby, okay I hear you,” Eddie moved you to the center of your shared bed looking down at you with his pupils blown. “Now let me take care of you, birthday girl”

#eddie x reader #eddie munson x you #daddy!eddie munson #eddie munson #eddie munson x y/n #eddie Munson smut #reader insert

[doasyoudesireandlive]

Falling for you like the leaves do

This is my fic for @jadedvibes cute falling in love writing challenge! Hope you like it!

pairing: college!Stucky x college!reader (platonic.... for now)

Summary: The thermostat in your flat is dead. Will the boys come to your rescue?

Word count: 924

warnings: fluff, cuddling, intoxication, pining, friends to lovers, flirting, they are all idiots in love, shirtless boys.

Autumn was definitely here. Fallen leaves crunching under the sole of your boots, knitted sweaters and hot drinks in front of a lit fireplace. Your favourite time of the year. Being done with the few classes you had to attend today, you’re walking back to your flat. The autumn wind making the tip of your nose rosy and hands cold.

Locking yourself into your apartment, you hum at the temperature inside. Why is it so cold here? What is going on? You look around the flat, checking for open windows. Then you glance at the thermostat. The display is pitch black. You try pressing a few buttons, groaning when you get no response whatsoever. You try calling the janitor, but you’re sent directly to voicemail. You sigh loudly as you flop down on your couch. It really is freezing, goosebumps appearing on your skin. You take out your phone and open the text app.

Y/N:

Hey, Stevie. You and Bucky home? The thermostat in my flat is fucked and its so cold here. Mind if I come over?

You get an answer right away.

Stevie:

hey! Sure, sweetheart. Come over. But bring snacks <3

You chuckle. Snacks it is. You pack a few things in your bag, and head to the store. You buy the boys’ favourite snacks and head over to their flat.

You ring the doorbell and wait. Quickly smoothing down your hair and glancing over your own outfit before the door opens. The sight that meets you make you gasp.

“My sweetest Blossom” a tipsy, shirtless Bucky greets you. Now you get why you had to bring snacks. Bucky and Steve are hungry drunks.

Bucky pulls you in to the flat and hugs you. The smell of cologne and something that is just Bucky makes your heart flutter. He holds you tightly, and ends the hug with a kiss on the corner of your mouth. You are pretty sure he was aiming for your cheek, but hey, he’s drunk as a skunk.

“Bucky, you flirt” you shove him playfully.

“And don’t you love it, doll” Bucky says, winking at you.

Steve comes from the kitchen, a pack of beers in his hand.

“Heeeey, baby! You’re here!” He runs towards you, lifting you up and embracing you in a big hug.

Giggling, you snuggle against him and wrap your legs around his torso.

“I’ve missed youuuu, you smell so goooood” Steve slurs, rubbing his nose on the side of your neck. You very ticklish so by now you are laughing wholeheartedly.

Steve finally puts you down, and his hands come up to cup your face. He moves closer, the tips of your noses touching. He stares into your eyes, but your eyes flicker down to his mouth. He’s not gonna kiss you, is he? The timbre of his voice pulls you back to reality.

“Baby…. You brought the snacks right?” You actually feel disappointed when he pulls back.

Clearing your throat, you point to the bag by the door. You dropped it there when Bucky dragged you in.

“yaaay, snacks!! Thank youuuuuu, I looove you” Steve is peppering your face with kisses, one of them right on your mouth. You gasp, but Steve doesn’t even notice. He’s already pulling out the snacks from the bag.

“Wanna watch a movie, doll?” Bucky throws his arm over your shoulder. “You can choose?” his ocean blue eyes meet yours. “Please?” He puts on a puppy dog pout.

You laugh. “Of course, pretty boy” you put your finger under his chin and smirk at him. His eyes flicker down to your lips and a blush creeps up his neck.

“Well after you then, blossom” he kisses your cheek, leading you towards the couch.

All three of you plop down on the couch, and you scroll until you find a gory horror movie. Nothing screams cozy autumn like a horror movie. Drinking beer and eating snacks soon gives you nice buzz.

The boys are still shirtless, it’s so hot in the flat. Your boots and knitted sweater discharged long ago. You sit comfortably, tucked into Bucky’s side, his right arm holding you close. Feet in Steve’s lap.

Steve runs his hand up and down your leg, almost absent-minded while you watch the movie.

You can’t focus on the movie tho. The butterflies in your stomach being very busy having a mosh pit. Bucky can feel you tensing up.

“Scary, doll?” he whispers in your ear, tugging you closer to lay your head on his chest. You simply hum, the intimate action making you swoon.

You start to feel sleepy, the comfort of Bucky’s chest calming you down. You start to nod off, when Steve crawls into Bucky’s lap as well, laying his head beside yours. Bucky plant kisses on both your heads and you fall asleep as Steve’s arm wrap around you.

You wake up. Not remembering where you are, you tense up. Then the warmth and light snores brings you back to the present. Bucky and Steve looks beautiful. You glance down and your breath hitches when you see their fingers intertwined, holding you close.

You tip your head up, kissing Bucky – a feather light kiss ghosting over the corner of his mouth. Then you lean down and do the same to Steve, the intimacy making your heart race in your chest.

Laying down on Bucky’s chest again, you whisper

“I’m falling in love with you… both of you.” Snuggling closer you drift into sleep again, warm and content.

#fallinginlovewritingchallenge #tonje writes #stucky x reader #college!bucky #college!steve #college!Stucky #steve x bucky x reader #steve x bucky #fluff #idiots in love #pining

[thatztyv]

Little Kids

Description:

- Adults being kids

Word Count:

- 852

Kɪ'Asɪᴀ Mᴏᴏʀᴇ

(kie- a-she-uh  more)

"I don't understand why we're going to relationship counseling. I thought we was good?", Urban said as we walked in.

"It's not relationship counseling", I chuckled. "It's a fun couple activity."

"I feel like I'm being set up", he mumbled.

"What can I do for you today?", the receptionist asked as we walked to the counter.

"I booked a couple session", I politely replied.

"Names?"

"Ki’Asia M. and Urban W."

She clicked on the computer for a minute.

"Down this hall, last room to the right", she said and pointed to her left.

"Thank you", I said before grabbing Urban’s hand and walking down the hall.

We made it to our room and I opened the door.

"It looks like a preschool in here", Urban said. "You sure we at the right place?"

"We wouldn't've made it this far if we were at the wrong place", I said pulling him into the room.

.✿.

"It says answer the following question about your partner. Do NOT discuss answers. You will share answers amongst each other once the session is over", I read out loud. "Also please note that the environment you're in is meant to help you bring out your inner child. Do anything (child appropriate) you please."

"Bet", he said and started marking his paper.

I set my paper down and grabbed a pencil.

'1. Favorite color(s)?'

'Maybe grey, blue and black, sorry I forgot :( You look good in every color though!'

'2. Favorite position?'

"Woah", I said as my eyes widened. "How they go from favorite color to favorite position?"

Urban just laughed as he continued writing on his paper.

'Missionary. You like looking in my eyes while you- anyways…'

'3. Favorite thing(s) about them?'

'Your lips, eyes, smile and demeanor. Oh and you’re lips!!'

'4. Something random'

'Stop eating all my damn snacks!!'

'5. Favorite song(s)'

'Uhhhhh, I don’t know. '

'6. Random words of love'

'You are my most favoritest person in the entire world! Keep being you, I love you baby!'

I felt Urban leaning over trying to look at my paper.

"Hey, you're not supposed to look at my paper", I said nudging him back.

"I just want to see what you put?", he laughed.

"You'll see it at the end", I said and covered my paper.

"I'll tell you what I put", he said tryna bribe me out my answers. "I put Ki’Asia has-"

"LA LA LA LA LA LA LAAAAA", I said and covered my ears. "I can't hear youuuu!"

.✿.

"Have you ever painted before?", Urban asked me.

"Nope", I said putting the finishing touches on my painting.

"You sure? That painting look like Picasso did it."

"Naturally talented I guess", I said and put my brush down.

I looked over his canvas.

"That a flower?"

"It's a bowl of fruit."

"Oh", I said furrowing my eyebrows and tilting my head a little. "It's beautiful baby."

"Something's missing", he hummed.

He put paint on his hands then turned to me and wiped it on my shirt.

"There we go", he said.

"Urb, I'm gonna beat your ass", I said as I started chasing him around the room with a tube of paint.

"Wait babe I'm sorry", he laughed.

I continued chasing him before catching him and squeezing the yellow paint on his shirt.

"I just got this shirt", he chuckled.

"Well too bad", I said and stuck my tongue out at him.

.✿.

"I would make my mom a macaroni heart and flowers just like this for Mother's Day when I was little."

"You used to do this as a kid? My mom would yell at me if I wasted her pasta like this", Urban said shaking his head as he watched me glue pieces of elbow noodles onto a piece of construction paper.

I finished it and held it up for him to see.

"Still got it", I said.

I looked up just in time to see him about to throw glitter on me. I moved out the way and he missed.

"Urb!"

"Why'd you move?", he laughed.

"You're really taking the bring out your inner child thing seriously", I said sitting up.

"I'm having fun", he said and smiled.

"And that's all that matters", I said and leaned over to peck his lips.

I grabbed a bottle of open glitter and dumped it on his head before jumping up from the table and rushing away from him, laughing like a little kid.

He ran up to me and tried to hug me but I ducked.

I ran to the other side of the room.

"Relax I just want a hug", he said calmy with a smile, while walking towards me.

"Nooo", I laughed backing up. "You're covered in paint and glitter."

"We could be twins", he chuckled.

'Crap', I mumbled as my back hit the wall.

He sped up and quickly wrapped his arms around me tightly.

"Let go of me!", I yelled playfully as I struggled trying to get out his embrace.

"I love you", he hummed as he rocked us side to side.

"I love you too", I chuckled as I gave up.

#wattpad #urban wyatt #urban wyatt x black reader #x reader #urban wyatt x reader #urban henry wyatt #urban wyatt smut #jack harlow #jackman thomas harlow

[romeulusroy]

Parting Pt. 2 (Roy!Sibling x Kendall Roy)

Character/s: Kendall, Connor, fake husband, fake baby lol

Word Count: 2,065

Requested: would you be able to write a part 2 to parting? its so so good and would love to see a happy ending! - anon

Requested: wow. that last roy!reader fic killed me. are we getting a part 2? if not, what happened to the reader in your interpretation? - anon

Tag: @locke-writes

A/N: Oh my loves!!! Thank youuuu so so much!!! I wasn't planning on part two BUT y'all inspired me!!! I love protective Kendall so much it's not even funny!! He's so babygirl lol! I hope you like it!!! Feedback is always appreciated 💜💜💜

Parting Pt. 1 (Roy!Sibling x Kendall Roy)

Succession Masterlist

You found out your father died through tv. Your sister, your brothers behind her, confirming this. When was the last time you saw Shivy cry? You drop the sippy cup in your hand, rising from the couch, your heart suddenly in your throat. When he found you, hours later, you’d frozen the picture on their faces, on the headline, the dark room illuminated by red and blue: Logan Roy, conservative media mogul who shaped contemporary politics, dead at 84. You hadn’t seen him since that night, months ago. You hadn’t spoken to him much, but he seemed alright, he seemed okay. What went so wrong? He handed you your phone. Over a dozen missed calls, texts, emails from everyone. They all broke the news in their own ways. Connor spoke so softly you could barely hear him, telling you they did everything they could, they tried everything. Roman, in all his denial, asks how you’re doing, unable to say his name. Shiv apologizes over and over again. She knows you weren’t able to talk to him, his baby. Only Kendall knows what truly bothers you, only he knows why no one could get ahold of you. His message, his calls, all of them short, shocked, to the point. I’m sorry he wouldn’t let you go. He took your phone to work with him, now for a while. If there was an emergency, if something happened to Liam, he had cameras. He would see, he would get help, all the way from the office. Stunned, fresh out of tears, you clutch the device in your palm. Liam is crying now, pulling at your pant leg, begging for you, but you can’t hear him. Your father was dead and you weren’t there, they couldn’t reach you. The very brothers and sister that raised you, that loved you, had no way of getting to you. You had to find out that your father was gone like the rest of the world. The messages, the calls, they’re hours old. For hours he knew what had happened and chose to ignore it. You can’t bring yourself to respond. You don’t know what to say. You’re sorry, you’re the most sorry you’ve ever been: for not being there, for not knowing, for getting trapped in this marriage, this life. Wordlessly, you hand your phone back to him, picking up your son and shutting yourself into his room. You hope for eternity. 

He was so angry when he found the card. He smashed glasses, he put his fist through a wall, yelling and screaming. He was exploding and you would be his only casualty. You thank God every day you were nowhere near Liam, that he was tucked away in his bed, in his room, where he could not touch him. He grabbed you so hard he left bruises. That’s when things got worse. That’s when he made new rules. That’s when you found it hard to get out of bed. He made good on his threats. He took your phone every day, he had cameras installed, he made sure there was security outside your door so that he knew if you were leaving, who was coming. He accused you of cheating without any evidence, as if you had the opportunity to speak to anyone else. He was so paranoid, so angry. Kendall called, he left emails, he even stopped by once, but you wouldn’t let him up. You knew he’d see, you knew it would only make things worse. He made excuses for you, he went to events and parties without you. You weren’t sure they even noticed after a while. My absence would not be missed, you thought. He took Liam despite your best efforts, to family dinner and gatherings. You got sweet texts, from Connor who always made a point to text that he missed you, from Shiv who wished you were there, even Rome would send the occasional you’re missing out text. Only Kendall knew what was wrong. He must’ve figured out he had your phone, that he read his messages before you got the chance. Once, and only once, he’d forgotten to delete the thread. Kendall remained calm in his threats, but they were there, lighting up your expression. You’d locked yourself in the master bedroom, the last place with a lock, and scrolled through. Lots of fuck you’s. A few bastards and pricks. Then paragraph after paragraph of legal warnings. That he would get you out of there, that you would get full custody of Liam, that he would never see you and him ever again. It made you feel so seen, so heard, so loved you nearly cried. The next day it was all gone, but it was too late. You knew your brother was helping you. He hadn’t given up on you just yet. 

You leave the babysitter with strict instructions. Whatever he needed to say, whatever vague warning he needed to give, he gave. Now it was your turn. If you could, if you could, he would never leave your side. But he shouldn’t be there today. You felt like you shouldn’t, practically a stranger to your family. Did they even want to see you? Would they be upset? Since that night, he hadn’t said anything about it. Not I’m sorry about your father, not even an apology for not letting you know sooner. You heard him on the phone with Tom, Hugo, Frank and Karl. What were the next best steps? When you’d been invited to Norway, Kendall, hoping he could get you alone, he went to your place. No one told him no. You’d guessed Kendall let it slide. He was, after all, still an employee of Waystar. Your father made sure your husband was well off in the company despite not deserving it, not earning it. You guessed he let it go because he knew, whatever they said or did, it would come back to you. It was the best few days you’d had in a long time. He took your phone with him, but that didn’t matter. You were free of him. You still slept in Liam’s room, but you didn’t have this crushing sense of dread every time the clock struck seven. You didn’t have to brace yourself for what kind of mood he’d be in when he got home from work. You wouldn’t have to listen to him bad-mouthing your family, the only people who ever gave a damn about him. You stayed up watching movies of your childhood, sharing them with your son, not caring how loud it played. In the morning you made pancakes from scratch, not afraid of the mess he would later inspect. You knew what your siblings were saying, what kind of questions they were asking, but you didn’t care. For the first time in a long time you were free from him. You both were. 

In the car he holds your hand. His tone is light and bright, talking about the Gojo deal, about Matsson, about how much he likes him, as if you weren’t on your way to a funeral. You nod along, staring out the window. It’s been some time since you left the apartment. The sky was gray. It was colder than you thought. It made you sad, regretful. Your life was wasting away to nothing because of him. Because of you. You press your forehead against the glass, your hand still in his. He rambles on and on about his success, about the joke that made Matsson laugh, about your family. They were all nice, well except Kendall. Can you believe it? My father-in-law dies and he has nothing to say to me? I was like a son to him. You can’t decide: if you had something sharp would you use it on yourself or on him? Anything to end this conversation. The ride feels excruciating. His skin burns yours, makes you feel like there are bugs underneath. You want to jerk away. You want to tell him to fuck off. But you can’t jeopardize today. If you mess up, if you say or do anything he doesn’t like, you will never see your family again. He will turn the car around. You won’t get to see your father one last time. You have to let him touch you, talk to you, kiss you, whatever gets you to that church. It’s a mistake, but you can’t help yourself. As soon as the car pulls up, you jump out, spotting Connor and Willa. You’re in your brother's arms before you know what’s going on, shaking and crying, unable to control yourself. He is right behind you. Hey, hey it’ll be okay kiddo. It’ll be okay. Pops is glad you’re here. You’re not crying over that, though. You never thought you’d see him again. He holds you for as long as you need, until you’ve calmed down. Willa talks to your husband, though she seems off. Uncomfortable. Eventually he goes in, not wanting to waste another moment. There are very important people that need to talk to me. I’ll find you after. You just nod. You let Connor and Willa go too, grateful for her, for the both of them. She gives you a sad, knowing look before following your brother.

  You know smoking can kill you. Immediately you drop it, stubbing it out, fighting back the urge to run to him. A nasty habit you picked up again. If he saw you, you’d pay for it. You‘re not one to talk, you laugh, your eyes filling up with tears. Kendall doesn’t look good. He wouldn’t not today, but he’s got something on his mind. You give him a quick hug before he pulls back, looking around before moving. He leads you from the church doors, down the steps, casual in his movements. You check behind you, making sure he can’t see you, he hasn’t followed you, but he’s made sure your husband is far too busy with Shiv and Matsson. You’re not leaving, that would create a scene. So what were you doing? Past other mourners, past the cars pulling up, past the faces you fail to recognize, he stops at the edge of the street. He looks like he can’t find the right words. The silence is killing you. Ken, we don’t have a lot of time. At this moment you look so scared, so small. Your eyes are red from crying and there’s a shake in your voice that leaves him thinking violent thoughts. Rava is taking the kids upstate, to see her parents. Oh. I’m sorry Ken- No, y/n. Rava is taking the kids, all of them. Mine, yours. What? You looked behind him, expecting that angry face, but there was just a small crowd dressed in black, talking among one another. H,he gave the babysitter clear instructions. She would never, she would- She did. Rava showed up with some backup. He’s safe. It takes everything in you not to break down. Ken smiles as he speaks, coming to life before you. You’re not going home with him, you’re never going back there again, okay? I have security waiting and I have a lawyer too who’s going to serve him all at the burial. They’ll escort him off the premises. How did he do this? It’s too good to be true. Kendall, it’s sweet of you, but I can’t. You don’t know what he’ll do when he finds out. He has cameras, he'll know. I can’t. You start to shake, on the verge of hysteria. He puts his hands on your shoulders, making you look at him. Not behind him, not on the street, only at him. I fucked up last time, y/n. I let you go when I shouldn’t have. And then I didn’t see you for months. I fucked up once, I won’t do it again. He can’t hurt you anymore. He’s done. The words ring in your ears: he can’t hurt you anymore, he can’t hurt you anymore, he can’t hurt you anymore. He let you go last time and that was his fault. He thought the worst, he feared the worst, every time he saw your empty seat. He had to pass that motherfucker like they were friends, like he wasn’t holding you hostage. Not anymore. He’d pay for what he’s done, Kendall would make sure of it.

#requested #writing #kendall roy #kendall roy imagine #kendall roy x reader #succession #succession imagine #succession x reader #succession fic #kendall roy fic

[legolasghosty]

Hello, I heard you say that people don't send you many asks anymore, that needs to be changed immediately!!

Can I request a high school au with sticky notes? Something short and fluffy?

Okay, love you, byeeee!!! 💖💖💖

Gentlepeople of the world, may I present my lovely fiance? I love you so muchhhh! Thank youuuu! And yes of course you may! I love me some sticky notes!

Willie catches one glimpse of Julie on her way to class and reaches for the pad of sticky notes in their backpack. Her hunched shoulders and oversized blue and black flannel(probably Ray's) illustrate how she's feeling more than any words could. No time to catch her in the passing period, but he can probably get to her locker before she does after history.

They slide into their seat just as the bell rings. Reggie shoots him a smile from his spot a few seats over. Willie returns it, and doesn't miss the big A written at the top of the quiz Mr. Hood hands him a minute later. Willie's only has a B+, but he's happy with it. Mr. Hood starts talking about some club thing after that, so Willie sets his pad of sticky notes down just inside their desk to write. They have a few to write since this morning.

A hype up note for Julie, along with a dumb joke to make her smile on her bad day.

A good luck note to Carrie for her dance performance this afternoon.

A congrats note to Reggie for his history grade, which Willie knows he worked hard for.

A reminder to Luke that they're all doing dinner at the Molinas' tonight, cause he always forgets that kind of thing.

Willie's not sure when exactly it became A Thing, them writing notes to their friends and leaving them in their lockers throughout the day. His dad is probably to blame for the start of it. Caleb started putting notes in his lunchboxes less than a year after Willie had come to live with him. Usually reminders about appointments or best wishes for tests, but sometimes they just said "I love you" in the magician's curly, elegant handwriting.

So when Willie finally made friends, it only made sense to start writing the same notes to them.

He carefully folds the notes and tucks them into his pocket for later. As fun as it would be to ask for a bathroom pass and just happen to pass all his friends' lockers on the way, they'd gotten in trouble for that a couple of times already this year. He should probably try and pay attention.

After class finally ends, they dart out of the room. He's not sure he'll be able to get everyone before they reach their lockers, but he's certainly going to try.

When he's finished and stops for a second at his own locker, Willie is greeted by Alex's soft smile as the drummer leans against his own locker. Willie doesn't dare press his own lips against Alex's, they aren't really out as a couple at school, but they return his grin and brush their fingers against his on the way to his locker handle.

"How was history?" Alex asks.

"Same old," Willie responds with a shrug. "Bunch of straight white guys making up rules and ruining everyone else's lives."

"Youch, sounds like fun," Alex says sarcastically just as Willie swings his locker open.

Willie steps back, startled, as a bunch of slips of paper fall out of their locker. They're all little squares, uniform in size if not in color. And now they're on the floor all around their feet.

"Whoops," Alex mutters, dropping to his knees and starting to gather the papers.

Willie quickly joins him on the floor and scoops up a few of the slips. It takes the two of them a minute to gather them all. Just as they finish, the bell rings.

Alex swears under his breath and hands his stack of paper to Willie. "I gotta get to class, sorry," he says, offering a smile before hurrying off.

Willie stuffs the papers into his back pocket and slams his locker shut. At least he's already close to their English classroom. A quick dash later, he's sliding into his seat just as the teacher calls his name for roll call.

With trying to pay attention in class and not get distracted by the spring leaves on the tree outside, Willie totally forgets about the papers until study hall, his last period of the day.

They shift in their chair for the millionth time, trying to get comfortable. Their pocket just feels weird underneath him. Willie reaches back to make sure some old receipt didn't end up in there or something. But instead he finds a bunch of colorful sticky notes.

Willie frowns down at the crumpled slips. Sure, he slips notes into people's lockers all the time, but he doesn't get them back much. And never this many at once. He starts laying them out across his desk, grateful for a teacher who mostly ignores them the whole period.

Each paper has a single letter on it, which was odd, but they're all written in a very familiar hand. Willie smiles softly. Alex's awkward fumbling for them suddenly makes a lot more sense.

The letters are P, W, O, M, T, H, E, I, another M, and R, with a ? on the final note. Willie grins at the challenge and begins rearranging them into words. The worm? Moth prim? Their Mom?

Oh.

Willie feels like his heartbeat can probably be heard by the whole school as they fumble for their own notepad.

YES, I would LOVE to go to prom with you!!!! they write on the little blue paper. Though maybe this one can be a hand delivery, rather than being slipped into Alex's locker. It is the end of the day after all. No use leaving their boyfriend on pins and needles any longer.

Willie carefully tucks Alex's notes into a folder, probably looking like an idiot for how wide he's grinning but not caring in the slightest. Alex just asked him to prom! Which means coming out together. Being them. For the whole school to see.

Willie can't wait.

#legolas tag #julie and the phantoms #jatp #jatp fanfic #willex #alex mercer #willie jatp #they're so soft #I love them so muchhhh #thank you again Linden for this prompt!!! #a promposal wasn't my original plan #but I am NOT mad about it! #I have a Willex obsession it's fine

[mamaestapa]

brooke where are youuuu😢

AHHHHH hi lovelies!!

i’m so sorry for like going MIA there lol. did you miss me🤭 (jkjk, bc i wouldn’t miss me)

ANYWAYS i just needed a little break. i’ve got a lot going on right now with personal life and the end of my freshman year of college is less than a month away too. SO i’ve been busy with finals prep, packing my room a lil bit, and preparing for next year.

i also needed a lil break because of some messages i’d gotten. i’m sorry if changing my page upsets you, but it’s something i wanted to do. you can absolutely unfollow me or block me if you don’t like what im posting anymore. do what you need to do babes🤍

i’ve missed you loves a lot though! i promise i’ll be more active again soon, i just needed to take a few days away. i can’t put all my time and energy into my aus/writing/tumblr right now. BUT i promise i haven’t forgotten about our lovely threesomes and mark and ivy🫡 (i think about them a lot actually LOL)

i promise i’ll be back to talking au’s soon. for now, i gotta be an academic weapon lol

thank you for being so patient and supportive, you are all the best and i love you so much🫂🤍ALSO thank you all for the birthday wishes! your sweet messages made my day even i didn’t answer all of them, i saw them and they meant a lot🤍

last but not least, GO BLUE!😚

#asks #sweet anons<3 #lil update lol #i didn’t forget about my aus #digital animal is still always on my mind like ethan rutger and mark are

[paradoxxinvader]

DITTO - do you want somebody? like i want somebody?

CHAPTER THREE - DON’T WANT NO RIDDLE

pairing :: riki x fem!idol!reader

synopsis :: yn, the leader of girl group trio ATTRACTION, has a major crush on ENHYPEN’s maknae, nishimura riki, since before her debut in 2022. she related to him, confided in his photocards, and befriended the idea of him, so much so that she fell in love with someone who barely knew of her. when she debuts under the same label as him, HYBE, the tables start to turn when she starts to realize that who he is isn’t the same person she fell in love with, all while nishimura riki starts to fall for her. what could possibly go wrong?

word count :: ~2.8k

warnings :: brief, teeny tiny implicit mention of death, but nothing else afaik !! lemme know if i missed anything !!

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riki?” yn gaped at the slightly older boy, eyes widening in surprise.

“yn?” the japanese boy exclaimed. “hi!”

“duuuuuuude, what’re you doing here? i thought you were in japan!” yn hugged the slightly taller boy, who hugged her back just as excitedly.

“i was! i arrived this morning with the rest of the group!” riki, also known as maki, replied. “and, ohmygodohmygodohmyGOD, congratulations on your debut!” he hugged the girl again, spinning the girl a little.

“ahh, thank youuuu! and, oh, my GOD, you’re gonna debut!” yn screamed a little, covering her mouth in embarrassment when she realized that they were in the middle of a hallway. 

“yep!” maki laughed, grabbing her hand, a habit he picked up when he was younger, walking forward. “though, i kinda wish it wasn’t through a survival show,” he grimaced.

“aww, it’ll be fiiiine, don’t worry! also, i was going to text you after i saw that you debuted, but i wasn’t sure if you were still using your old number or not, so i was gonna ask the company-” yn started apologetically. 

“wait, you were going to message me?” maki asked, surprised by the revelation.

“um, duh, obviously i was going to!” yn smiled, looking up at the boy, suddenly shy. “were you expecting that i wasn’t going to? or did you not want me to…?” yn asked, mischievously. 

‘uh, well it wasn’t that i wasn’t i didn't want you to, but-” maki fumbled over his words, nervously avoiding eye contact.

“dude, chill. i was just joking,” yn assured him, laughing while walking alongside him. “wait, where’re we going?”

“oh! i was gonna introduce you to the rest of the guys! unless you’re busy right now?”

yn checked the time on her phone- 4:12 pm.

“i’m free in about fifteen-ish minutes, so do you wanna meet up then?” yn asked.

“yea, sure! wait, what were you doing in the halls then?” 

“oh, crap- i was actually on the way to the bathroom-” she started to walk backwards, towards the bathrooms. “-but, i’ll catch you in a bit, okay? um, give me like fifteen minutes!”

she didn’t give him the chance to respond, running down the hall to the bathroom, immediately heading to a stall. 

she checked her phone again, reassuring herself that there weren’t any scratches or bumps when she received a notification from twitter.

she opened up her phone, opening up the blue app, seeing a private message being sent to her. 

“hey, is this yn? this is niki btw (from enhypen). u dropped ur ring in the gym this morning and i picked it up 4 u. this is it right? *see image attached*

yn’s heart was in her throat, and she smiled giddy, thumbs already flying across the keyboard to reply, when she received a ping! from phone, a notification popping up from pae-ri asking how much longer she was gonna take. she responded quickly, leaving the stall and washing her hands, heading out of the bathroom, the message from riki pushed aside for the time being. 

soon enough, it was half-four, and the trio of girls were headed into the hallway after maki had texted yn that he’ll meet her there. they stood where their leader was talking to the japanese-german boy not so long ago, when pae-ri asked suddenly.

“so, how’d you meet maki again?”

“i honestly don’t really remember! but he was my friend’s cousin who used to visit australia  from germany a lot, so we kinda grew up with each other,” yn explained, rubbing the back of her neck.

“ahh, okay okay,”

a minute or two later, maki opened one of the door’s across the hall with a burst, smiling when he saw the girl, who was situated in the middle, immediately crossing over to envelope her into his arms. 

“heyyyy, maki,” the girl said again, smiling into his shoulder.

“bro, it’s been tooooooo long,” the boy said, shifting her so that he could hold at arms-length. “you still look exactly the same!”

“do i? look at you! what has the japanese air done to you, huh?” yn joked, patting him down in a humorous manner. “oh! by the way, lemme introduce you to my girls, this is pae-ri- '' she pointed to the girl on her right. “-and this is sungie!” she squished the maknae’s cheeks, the young girl swatting her hand away.

“nice to meet you both! i love your dancing, pae-ri unnie, and the chorus for omg! is really insane, sungie!” he complimented yn’s group mates, who blushed at the compliments, immediately back-tracking to talk about how much they loved his performances in &Audition.

“okay, let me introduce you to my members!” he grabbed yn’s hand, turning around to march forward to the room he left not a minute ago. 

yn looked at her group mates, indicating that they follow her, but was met with suggestive eyebrow raises and points to the joined hands of the boy-girl duo, but she only responded with an eye roll.

maki knocked on the door once before opening it up, revealing eight young boys, all of whom were lounging around on the couches and sofas in their room. two of them were napping, their heads on the laps of the boy sitting next to them, curled up the fetal position while the other few were either on their phone scrolling through social media or playing some sort of video game.

“guys! meet my friend, yn, and her group mates, pae-ri and sungie!” maki excalimed, shuffling a little to the side only to reveal the trio of girls.

a series of hello!’s and nice to meet you!’s broke out from the boys, and they one by one came to introduce themselves, exchanging hugs and congratulations to the girls. pae-ri struck up a conversation with k and nicholas, while sungie started to gossip with harua and yuma about some of the recent dating scandals between some actress and idol that recently sprung up.

“sooo, how’ve you been?” yn asked, fiddling her thumbs, making eye contact with the boy who was sitting next to her.

“mmm, ‘ve been good. obviously it’s been hard since ‘kura left us, but yknow how it is, right?” maki replied, a soft smile tugging at the corners of his lips.

“one day at a time?” yn responded, wrapping her arms around her middle, hugging herself.

“yea,” maki said, grabbing one of her hands in his. “one day at a time.”

nishimura riki stared at his phone screen, unsure as to how to reply to the message he received not too long ago. 

“ahh, it is !! tysm for picking it up !!! i was losing my mind when i realized that it wasn’t in my gym bag lol i thought i lost it hahaha um u can give it to jungwon oppa or sunoo oppa bcs the three of us + pae-ri are making plans whenever we’re free so yea !!! or if u see me or my members in the company building u can just hand it over then !! tysm again and fighting !!!!”

“yah, what’s up with him?” jake whispered to sunghoon, both of whom were observing their youngest member, who was staring so intensely at his phone that his hyungs were scared to ask what he was looking at.

“jungwon hyung,” riki called out to the older boy who was passing by. “how do i reply to this?”

the young leader scanned the messages on riki’s phone, silently reading everything. “i mean, it’s pretty straight to the point,” jungwon said, looking at his junior. “i don’t really see why you have an issue with responding. you usually don’t,”

“yea, you’re right, but if i just respond with ‘ok, cool’, won’t that sound dry or something?”

“bro, i don’t know how to break this to you, but your first message was already pretty dry,” jake said, stealing riki’s phone from jungwon’s hands.

“yah, give me my phone back-!” riki exclaimed, reaching forward to grab it, but jake held it out reach, and signaled sunghoon and jungwon to pin him down.

“dude, don’t you follow her? like, literally all of us do!”

“um, i didn’t ask for her twitter-” riki started sheepishly, rubbing the back of his neck.

“um, you could just send her a request,” sunghoon mimicked, lying on top of the tall teenage boy, pressing his weight down on him even more, laughing while jungwon tried to do the same.

riki managed to push both of his seniors off of him, yanking his phone out of jake’s grasp, and trudged out of the room, muttering something about minding their own business.

“didn’t he ask for my help in the first place-?”

everyone from ATTRACTION and &TEAM were conversing with one another, when ej had suggested something. “we should film a tiktok!”

“oooh, that’s a great idea!” sungie exclaimed, clapping her hands a few times. similar dialogues were chorusing throughout the room from the rest of the ten young adults.

“we can teach you the choreo for ditto! and it could be all twelve of us!” pae-ri said excitedly. “it’s super easy, you’ll get the hang of it pretty quickly!”

a bunch of let’s do it!s and its variation were heard from the boys, and the three girls got up from their seats, huddling against one another in a triangular formation, and yn opened up her spotify to turn the song on.

she skipped to the line right before the chorus, pausing the song to give her phone to maki, telling him to play it when she tells him to.

“ok, one, two, three!” she signaled the boy to play the song, and the girls started the choreo almost immediately as the chorus started. the boys just stared in awe, watching the girls as they taught them the choreo for the song.

pae-ri gestured to maki to pause the song, and fuma said that the choreography did look pretty easy.

the boys stood up, and maki rewinded the song back to the place where yn had skipped to, and handed the phone back to its owner.

“how about i show them step-by-step once, and then we try it all together, hm?” pae-ri suggested, looking at the leader for confirmation. yn nodded, shooting a thumbs up at her senior. 

“sounds good!”

“bro, stop staring at her,” jo muttered to maki, who was standing next to him, elbowing him in the ribs.

maki hissed in pain, snapping out his daze, and elbowed jo back, and muttered to stop saying such stupid things and that he wasn’t staring at yn back at him.

“whatever, dude,” jo whispered, focusing on the choreo pae-ri was showing. “i didn’t even mention yn,”

the sixteen year old looked at his senior, tearing his gaze away from yn, who was cheering on pae-ri alongside sungie, and stared at jo in disbelief. 

“guys, do me a favor and, for the love of God, please shut up. you’re embarrassing me,” ej whispered from behind them, feigning a big smile. the duo just nodded, and the younger one shot jo a glare before directing his attention to the female dancer in front of them.

after a minute or two, all of the boys tried the choreo themselves, and were successful, with only a hiccup or two.

they tried it a few more times, with the girls and the music, before they decided that it was *finally* time to film the tiktok. they had planned the short video in such a way that it would first be the three girls starting the tiktok and then the boys would enter at the chorus. 

yn had balanced her phone on a table, keeping it in landscape, so that everyone would be able to fit in frame. 

she had started recording, the girls doing their intro, the guys entering not even a moment afterwards. they had managed to do the short choreo in perfect synchronization, taking the last two or three half-seconds to do their own thing- throwing peace signs, fuma giving nicholas a piggy-back ride, all that jazz. needless to say, they had quite a bit of fun filming, and after yn had sent the short video to a-yeong unnie to make sure it was appropriate enough to post, it was up on their tiktok page not long after. 

a short while after, at around five fifteen, the girls excused themselves for lunch, as they had plans to eat with the girls of LE SSERAFIM, and they left the room, their phones buzzing with notifications from the newly followed private twitter mutuals, who were already spamming one another with random memes and tweets they found. as one would expect, the two rookie groups were already as thick as thieves, forming a friendship through two childhood friends.

the trio was already halfway down the corridor, walking towards the elevator, when maki came running down the short distance, stopping the girls with a hand, panting. they gave him a minute to catch his breath, giggling at his actions, covering their mouths to cover their actions up with a cough. 

“uh, yn? can i talk to you for a sec?” maki asked, finally regaining his breath. 

yn nodded with a slight hum, asking the girls if they can wait by the elevator for a moment or two. the boy-girl duo watched as the two girls went further down the hall before maki spoke up.

“so you, uh, you mentioned how you weren’t sure if i was still using my old number or not, so, um, here-” the boy shoved a pale yellow sticky note in her direction, which she gratefully took from his grasp, examining the numbers that were written in red ink on the piece of paper. “-i think it would be cool if we caught up, yknow? given that we really haven’t had a proper conversation since the summer of 2019, and all.”

ah, yes. summer of ‘19, the last summer yn had spent in australia before she left to become a trainee in the spring of the upcoming year. a lot had happened that summer. from birthday parties to funerals (well, more like a funeral), it really was the last time she really contacted the boy in front of her, who went from a pre-pubescent teen to some sort of young adult in the past three years. a lot had changed, but, simultaneously, nothing at all.

“that would be really great, riki. i’ll message you as soon as i get back to the dorms, ‘kay?” yn asked, a small smile tugging at her lips. they boy nodded, mirroring her grin.

“bye, ynnie,”

“bye-bye, kiki,”

they looked at each other for another half-second or so, before pae-ri yelled that the elevator had arrived.

they duo tore their gaze from one another, and maki silently urged the girl to go, and yn walked down the hall, and the boy went back to the room he was supposed to be in. backs one another, the same smiles adjourning their faces.

the young girl stepped into the elevator where her bandmates were waiting for her, the door closing behind her.

“soooooo, what’s on the sticky note?”

“sungie?” 

“yeah?”

“shut up.”

“okay,”

after about an hour or so of his thumbs swiping across his keyboard and pressing the backspace button, riki had come up with a tear jerking, heart-string-plucking, world changing reply that would change the course of history from that moment forward.

“ok, cool 👍”

riki was in the comfort of his dorm room, thankful that his hyungs weren’t in the room at that moment, so that they wouldn’t witness their young friend having a quarter life crisis over a message. over a girl.

he pressed send, watching the text go from delivering to delivered, seeing the two blank check marks at the bottom right. he stared at them for a minute, internally debating whether or not he should unsend the message, but the damage had already been done. almost immediately of him pressing and holding the small line, the checks went from blank to blue, indicating that you had read the messages. 

a small bubble of ellipses appeared at the bottom left of the screen, and he held his breath, waiting for the grey line of dots to be replaced with letters, emojis, symbols, numbers, anything, so that he could fully convince himself that he was just overreacting, is all.

but when the bubbles disappeared, and he was left on read, he couldn’t help but scoff a little, but more so out of relief, he assumed, finally closing the app off of his phone, closing the device. 

a wave of tiredness suddenly hit him, and the soreness from his gym session from earlier became more and more prominent through random aches. tossing his phone aside, he snuggled into his bed, mentally thanking his one-hour younger self for dimming the lights a while when he came into the room, before drifting off to dreamless, quiet sleep.

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lu speaks !! :: holy hek this was a lot to write !!! um this took me like... a week? a week and a half? i got most of it done a little bit ago but my mocks ‘ve started so i’m trying not to go on tumblr that often !!! that being said- i have an exam tomorrow morning and i have a) not studied at all b) wrote like 0.5k words for this chapter + edited c) painted my nails and, the very lovely cherry on top, d) its almost 12:30 and i need to be up early tomorrow !!!! i love being me >.< but yess !!! how have my lovlies been ???? yall never talk to me so it makes me sAd :(( oh also omg apparently theres this thing thats happening called wonder girls or wonder women or something like that idk and my school wants to nominate me ??? apparently its bcs my coordinator was like ‘yes perfect for luna’ but from what my homeroom teacher is telling me is that its bcs im house captain + class representative + currently battling this dude for top position in class ??? idk i never really leave my room or the library so idk what drugs my school is on lol

n e wayz i think im gonna be on a lil break for a couple of weeks, just enough to get my mocks and submissions out of the way (i have my portfolio submission by the start of april... and i have yet to start it lol !!!) so i think that is going to be the next time im meeting yall !!!!

also if youve come this far in the a/n, tell me who youre shipping yn with ???? riki or riki ?????????? bcs hahaha this story is NOT playing out how i originally planned </3 ok bye now

#lu's work !! #niki #enhypen niki #enhypen riki #riki #nishimura riki #niki x reader #riki x reader #niki imagines #enhypen niki imagines #riki imagines #enhypen riki imagines #&team maki #&team maki x reader ? #&team maki x reader #enhypen #&team #enhypen x reader #enhypen ff #enhypen fanfiction #enha #enha imagines #enhypen fluff #niki fanficion #riki fanfiction #enhypen heeseung #enhypen jay #enhypen jake #enhypen sunghoon #enhypen sunoo

[traggalicious]

Iiiii did it againnnn (made a new character) (she’s cool as hell tho so it’s fine right)

She’s a half-elf drow (who was a necromancer), and *was* pretty fuckin good at it. So good, that when she died. She refused to do so. She was like “ermm stfu myrkul i aint listenin to you now i’ve been fuckin w/ u my whole life i will not stop at death.” Kinda funny, local sorcerer refuses to fucking die. So now she’s possessing her own corpse. Out of sheer will.

Now, you may ask "trag, why is she Ivl 1 if she was a good enough necromancer to literally refuse death?' GOOD QUESTION.

The answer is: one: she got tadpoled ): we all know being tadpoled fucks shit up, as seen in the case of Gale and Wyll and basically everyone

Two: basically her body is fuelling her spirit and her spirit is fuelling her body in a fucked up mutualistic relationship. Her body relies on her magical energy to yk, not decay on the spot (tho it is slowly decaying, adding to the urgency of getting a cure for the tadpole and getting her magic back to its og level). And her spirit needs a vessel.

Plus, the connection b/n body and soul is a bit fucked so her soul is basically a bunch of raw magic inhabiting a human container. Ain’t that great (:

Also also: now she’s a Wild Magic Sorcerer. For fun. And bc again: shit’s fucked. Thank u for attending my ted talk

Her name currently is Ceridwen, after the Celtic deity of rebirth, but also considering naming her Athenios which is a feminine variation of Adonis. Idk tell me which u like more (if u want). SO HERE’S WHAT SHE LOOKS LIKE BABEY‼️ (Image and more under the cut)

SO.

Yeah obviously she’s kinda pale (for a half-drow) and the face paint is to distract from the bad circulation (which she still has circulation and stuff but biological processes are slow). She’s missing an eye (which would look red but there’s no option for that so idk maybe she has a tiny scrying eye replacement that’d b cool as hell). Her other eye is a dark blue and her hair is reddish brown bc google says that shit happens after death. Also! Her pupil is supposed to be white. But again, no option for that. Anyway, I love her, tell me what u think (:

Love youuuu

#baldur's gate 3 #baldur's gate iii #bg3 #bg3 tav #bg3 oc #baldur’s gate oc #oc intro #wild magic sorcerer #necromancer #mentions of death #there will be more #lots #the brainrot is real #traggy’s shit #Tortured Darlings

[mxanigel]

tagged by @mxkelsifer and @poetikat, thank youuuu <3

rules: Spell out your URL using song titles that can describe your muse, then tag as many people as there are letters in your URL

it's been ages so I'm not going to tag a lot of folx, but no-pressure tagging @druckkugelschreiber @spindleweedss @saraptor and anyone else up for playing!

I cheated a bit because X is a challenge and B.E.S.T. has taken over my thoughts, but please enjoy this peek into my OT3 brainrot~

M = My Dearest by supercell (Japanese) Even if there’s not a shred of hope left Even if my existence is no longer allowed I have faith that, more than anyone You’ll never forget me That’s why everything I have I’ll give to you now

X = Time to Fly (MaX CG RemiX) by Astra & Pooja The dizzy twist of fate That keeps us dreaming Take a leap of faith Into the blue sky You know it's not too late It's your time to fly

A = Angel with a Shotgun by The Cab I'm an angel with a shotgun, fighting 'til the war's won I don't care if heaven won't take me back I'll throw away my faith, babe, just to keep you safe Don't you know you're everything I have? And I wanna live, not just survive tonight

N = Natural by Imagine Dragons Deep inside me, I'm fading to black, I'm fading Took an oath by the blood of my hand, won't break it I can taste it, the end is upon us, I swear I'm gonna make it

I = I'm Okay by Honest Men You've got me feeling like I'm okay Hope the feeling never goes away Own the night, embrace the day The feeling's staying, never goes away

G = Gone Too Soon by Simple Plan (Shion @ Rena ;_;) You were always there like a shining light On my darkest days you were there to guide me Oh, I miss you now, I wish you could see Just how much your memory will always mean to me

E = B.E.S.T. by Laur Elle (because I'm obsessed) Not so fast I'm not ready for a love like that I'm so used to giving all I've got And coming up with nothing left We gotta take it slow There's something different in your touch, I know I said I wouldn't, but I can't not try

L = Love You Like That by Dagny I'm not always clever with the words I use You want something deeper, yeah, I know you do But right when I hold you, don't you know the truth? One look in my eyes and you should know the truth

#tag games #OC: Shion Miller #OT3: what we have is each other #damn this brainrot is just not letting go is it