#and ty for the ask! I totally agree with you!

[jacarandaaaas]

opening random encanto yt videos’ comments section is like staring at the waking storm you’re about to plunge into and knowing it’s not gonna be pretty and you’re probably not getting out of it unscathed (aka calm/happy fine—also sorry pepa oof—)

god the amount of misinterpretations people have with the movie, with so many scenes is insane, i’m about to go even more insane myself than usual

it’s so frustrating and i want to throw my phone every time AAAAAAA

but anyway yes, i wrote this ask in the first place to ask about your thoughts on different details and plot points and just general stuff of the movie that you noticed and really love, with any/all of this helping you appreciate the movie more? just anything, really, your choice on whatever you wanna ramble :3 (also to make up for how my last question had stopped you from rambling AHAHAH)

because i know you have so many good ideas and thoughts, so i’d love to hear it hehe :>

hope i made sense with the question, just a bit sleep deprived rn haha, but yes, ty!! <33

I totally relate to this feeling😭 except instead of YouTube comments it’s like almost every platform💀 and thank you for the ask!!

I could rant forever about all the details in this movie honestly!!!

The foreshadowing is SO good in this movie!! waiting on a miracle and the family madrigal being obvious ones but did you guys know the order mirabel sees the doors flicker when she sees the cracks is the order they lose their powers in? Isa + Luisa first because that’s who’s powers act up first dolores + camilo + antonio at the dinner scene and alma last because she was the last one willing to admit the problems!!

I love the character design!! I’ve rambled about it many times but it’s just !!!

I love how despite mirabel being our protagonist they show when she’s wrong and other characters call her out! She’s not a perfect protagonist she’s a flawed teenage girl and that just makes her more endearing

I love that they didn’t make Mariano a mean character just because isabela didn’t want to marry him. The problem isn’t Mariano it’s isabela feeling trapped!! Mariano is also shown to be considerate!

I love that most of the focus is on the female characters (if only the fandom would do that) I love seeing a multigenerational cast of women all flashed out with their own unique traits

about the misinterpretations i completely agree. I feel like this fandom has a “fanon” problem. especially with the most developed characters! surprisingly the ones with the most screen are the most common mischaracterised. I really dislike how encanto as a movie went to such an effort to give every character such a variety of traits and nuance only for the fandom to continuously reduce them down to one singular trait. It almost feels like reinforcing those stereotypes the movie was so set on breaking. As well as this continuously ignoring some of the best canon traits each character has. They feel so far from the original you might as well consider them ocs at that point.

I love the animation on Bruno’s vision shards (they look edible), I love the little details in mirabels room like her outfit sketches being hung up on the walls! THE BUTTERFLIES!! this movie has so many hidden butterflies it’s so fun to spot them!!

the soundtrack obviously but also the score!! only recently discovered that “the house knows” is a reprise of “the cracks emerge” it blew my mind!!!

One thing I really love about encanto is the expressions! they can convey so much with so little and the little subtleties it adds to each character is just incredible to me!!

SKIRT ANIMATION. it’s like hypnotizing to see how the skirts flow in this movie I am glued to the screen every time.

the dos oruguitas scene is gorgeous and so incredibly important to the core message of this story! As well as this scene the fall of casita is another incredible one!!

the songs feel like full blown fantasy musical numbers and I don’t know why people consider that a criticism of the movie is about MAGIC I want to feel that magic in the visuals of the song. So each musical number was like the most incredible experience!!

I love how waiting on a miracle starts off as a reprise of the family madrigal before changing to 3/4 time to show how mirabels out of place

the line “how far do these roots go down” hits so hard and I cant explain why

Felix and pepas love is so real and pure

julieta and agustín are incredible parents

dolores entire design

the fact luisa wasn’t reduced to a stereotype and was allowed to be flawed

mirabels voice!! it’s so unique and recognizable like I love it sm

the way felix sings “no clouds allowed in the skyyy”

I love that the characters actually look their age!

almas room being a replica of her old home showing how metaphorically and physically she’s stuck in the past

“I was thinking of my daughter!!”

I love that with isas transformation it’s not her hating femininity but changing what her femininity means to her

I love how mirabels worst enemy is her own mind. the madrigals aren’t aware of how she feels because she never opens up and it’s just slowly eating her up inside. in the end mirabel needed to acknowledge herself in order to grow (I say acknowledge because I refuse to believe it’s acceptance and I think she would still struggle with her self perception post movie)

I love how the Madrigals use their gifts to help their community and not for self gain. It’s such an interesting twist on the classic superpowers story

I love that the Madrigals are just normal people who randomly got a miracle, nothing of status just normal people in a normal town who got gifted.

the way pepa kisses antonio and hugs him after he gets his gift !!!

the way isabela is the one to initiate the hug but mirabel is the one who snuggles into it

julietas smile

the entire animation is so gorgeous!!

antonio. just antonio if u hate antonio I hate u

I love how realistically written alma is and how her story is treated with respect and nuance.

how all the madrigals problems aren’t solved instantly but it’s shown in a montage that happens over large period of time

#encanto #encanto disney #disneys encanto #mirabel madrigal #mirabel encanto #isabela madrigal #disney’s encanto #bruno madrigal #luisa madrigal #dolores madrigal #camilo madrigal #felix madrigal #pepa madrigal #julieta madrigal #agustin madrigal #abuela alma madrigal #ok I’m done rambling #thank u for the ask!! #this was so fun!! #I love this movie so much

[iamhereinthebg]

Haven't they broken several rules they've established just for everything to revolve around Tsukasa? Like...

1. A mystery can't be defeated in their own boundary (and yet Tsukasa somehow ripped Kako's heart out in his own boundary)

2. You can't use your tsueshiro in a boundary without permission (and yet Tsukasa ordered his to hold down Mirai)

3. Nobody could move because the school's time was frozen (yet Tsukasa did, as well as Yashiro, and Hanako who if I remember correctly suddenly unfroze on his own to break down into tears)

The earlier chapters were way better at following previously established rules and concepts compared to whatever's going on right now

They did ! :))) (want to explode)

I can understand the idea that Tsukasa is a rule breaker, he did destroy the previous n°3 in his own boundary too and it was an interesting twist! I can understand the idea and why it can be interesting, but the way AidaIro using all others characters/plots to make him stand out is just terrible. Dirsregarding rules is not a new thing about AidaIro unfortunately but Tsukasa really wins all medals on breaking them.

As you said, he was able to move when time was stopped and for which reason?? We don't know. Hanako was able to move once Akane and Teru got to him, probably because Akane is a clock keeper and can somehow give the permission to people to move.

I said it before and I will say it again, but wanting to show a character is powerful/cool by making the others characters look stupid is terrible writing, and that's the feeling I got with Tsukasa in general. (and chapter 109 is just a whole sequence of the characters being made fun of)

We don't know where to stand because he has every kind of tropes attached to him. They want us to understand he is some kind of martyr who is 'omg poor lil Tsukasa who was so selfless at only 4yo boohoo' (no matter which translation I read for the red house arc, he is believable somehow with Kou but then we get the flashbacks with Amane and it's gone). They put him in an 'angel' position and naive position in a lot of aus, want us so bad to understand deep down he is a nice boy. When we watched him do every possible horrors on screen. And don't get me wrong, I don't mind this, it's cool. Him forcing Mitsuba to eat, creating him, the way he treats some characters... It's the way they are not doing that to other characters who is so strange in my opinon. They know how to handle grey characters like Hanako or Teru (from the reader's pov) so I don't why they try so hard to put Tsukasa in a good light.

He is not a believable kid character in the red house arc, being smarter than Kou and Nene is not making him cool, it's just making Kou and Nene absolute idiots.

Him destroying his shackles thanks to Mirai power? It's not him being clever, it's Mirai and the clock keepers being made fun of. Him knowing what Hanako should be doing by using Nene? Not making Tsukasa cool, it's making Nene just as an object for Hanako's love, and to get a reaction out of him, most of the time by making Hanako look stupid. (I could go hours on why Nene is just here to serve as a mean to Hanako's character since some arc rather than being her own person but that's for another day)...

I understand that Tsukasa is like 'the antagonist and should be some steps ahead of the portagonist' but it's just so repitive in the way he is unpredicatble that it became boring and predictable. I was overjoyed to see him like this in chapter 108. (which was let's be honest the only good chapter in this new arc)

Tsukasa is really good here, which is why the drop of quality in chap 109 is even worst. Seeing a new side of him as a supernatural and his sorrow/hatred for Amane is really great. He even moralizes Nene about why sometimes you just need/have to get yourself out of situations alone, and that's how he himself proceeds because his brother never went to see him in 50 years. That he had no choice but to do so. It's great! Really great! To see that he is also an unpredicatble character and who decides to do what he wants not taking people's opinions in mind, because even his older never helped him when he called for him during all this time. It adds a good layer to his character and seeing him weaker/not really knowing what to do is something we desesperatly need for his chacter. But as everything in chap 108, chap 109 throws it out of the window and goes back to the usual ' we have set ups but terrible pay offs' things that has been happening a lot in the recent arcs.

He is also way too OP. As you said suddenly his tsueshiros could move again and he got rid of Kako. Even Hakubo and Teru being ones of the most powerful characters, were defeated once, Tsukasa never was seriously. It's never explained why he is so powerful (probably because he has an entity inside him/he eats others supernaturals) but the difference of levels is just insane, and absolutely not compelling to read.

We don't know why he is doing what he is doing and they try so hard to make him mysterious. They want us to get to know him without saying anything relevant or his backstory. We are left with whole chapters of absolutely nothing. Welp too bad I am not patient enough to see Tsukasa doing random stuff when half of the characters have rushed characters development or none because 'there isn't much time'.

AidaIro want us to understand they love him and that we should too but they are just destroying every other characters rather than make him loveable.

I hate what they did with his character, his role is terrible because it's destroying eveyone else's. Tsukasa is the favorite and it shows, but it's so badly done that I can't help but hate him.

#toilet bound hanako kun #tbhk #tbhk spoilers #tbhk analysis #somehow idk #I will be honest Idc much about Tsukasa since I don't like him so it's really surface level #my opinion too but yes ahah #I am really bothered by how he is written #jshk #yugi tsukasa #yugi amane #I know the manga isn't finished and that we will get more backstory later but I am tired of waiting for him to be a loveable character to m #sorry Anon I used this ask to say why I think Tsukasa sucks #I think his personnality is funny i will be honest #but WOW his role? fcking terrible #jibaku shonen hanako kun #this post could be resume as 'I want him gone' tbh #and ty for the ask! I totally agree with you!

[hypershocked]

After seeing an entire segment dedicated Ethan Kurt on the latest episode which didn’t even feature a Riptide fight, I’m honestly considering not tuning in to battlebots anymore after this season if team Riptide returns and they don’t clean up their act. Maybe that sounds dramatic, but It’s clear that Battlebots is milking the situation for more views instead of taking it seriously, and I think it’s going to backfire on them. I skip past or mute Riptide’s segments now, and if I was a competitor I wouldn’t come back after seeing other teams being treated like that and the risk of losing money on facing a team that is unsportsmanlike and happy to break the rules. I think heels/villains are fine so long as respect and sportsmanship between teams is preserved, but clearly that’s not the case here and I don’t care to see that and I’m honestly disappointed in the network for promoting it so hard. The fact that riptide didn’t face repercussions for breaking the rules, and worse that the show is allowing him to flaunt it uncritically, makes the whole thing look like a joke.

ok hi sorry this has been sitting in my inbox for a while because i've been out of the country and generally not on tumblr a ton recently

but agreed agreed agreed. i am SOO sick of riptide. and i honestly don't even care that much about what they're doing (breaking the rules or otherwise) but it's the way that the show handles it that really bothers me. there gets to be a point where it's obvious that they're just milking the whole situation for views and it's especially annoying when it gets brought up in episodes that riptide DOESNT EVEN FIGHT IN

i don't think i'd boycott the show entirely if this continues next season, but i definitely have to skip past the segments. i don't have the stomach or patience for them anymore

#it's just not fun either #exhausting dumb drama #if i hear one more LETS GOOOO from ethan im gonna cry #i loved MOST of the editing this season #but the way riptide was handled was sooo unfun #ana talks bots #anon #riptide #ty for being patient btw anon #i totally agree with you it just took me a while to get to this ask

[atsu-i]

Holy shit you have a twin too?? I knew I felt connected to you for a reason lol. Shy mutual here btw. I think that its super awesome. Are you total opposites too? Everyone expects twins to be the same but besides my sister and I couldn't be anymore different lol

hi shy anon ^^

#dang i wasnt expecting someone to react but ty ig? lol #yeah i agree it's awesome and yes we are total opposites haha #i guess am the sad one and she is the okay one(hopefully lol) #but yeah there are really ppl who have expectations like that #i dont mind though coz in the end #if they got to know us both #they tend to know the differences lol #sheesh #ty for not being shy on sharing this with me btw~ #and you said you are a mutual???? wow am glad to know am not the only one who has a twin now lol #anyways have a nice day/night #am always always surprise i get asked but ty for taking your time sending me one ^^ #take care ^^

[pshaven]

can i request your take on enhypen and no nut november 😁😁

yes yes yes and YES!!! ty for this anon i had fun writing this hehe

cw! somno in hee and jay, dry humping in hee’s, hinting of oral (f!receiving) in jay and hoon, jake is a weak man, lmk if i missed anything!!

이희승 heeseung ᥫ᭡

5 days

swears he’ll win over the rest of the members when they propose the challenge to him. he tells you right away when he gets home because he can’t risk the chance of you putting your “seducing powers” to work (he’s really just a weak man for you), and of course you support him! you’ll support your man in anything, so you put on your pajamas that cover every inch of your skin to bed. it really does work… for two nights. you realize heeseung becomes a bit restless at night before he actually falls asleep on the third night but you think that maybe he’s just a bit antsy for practice since they’re learning a new choreography.

for the next two mornings, you catch heeseung slightly rubbing against your back and the swell of your ass in his sleep, and you giggle to yourself and decide to indulge him a bit until he wakes up and calls you a “demon” for trying to tempt him when he was the one who started it. day five comes by, and when you wake up, he’s not only just slightly rubbing against you– he’s desperately humping and whimpering into your neck. “a-are you awake? ‘m sorry… i can’t wait anymore…” he whines, the hands that are already on your waist tighten its grip. safe to say the boys teased him until the next year.

박종성 jay ᥫ᭡

entire month

he rolls his eyes at the mention of the challenge, he thinks it’s stupid and even tells the members that he’s not participating in it. until you bring it up to him, saying that you actually want to see how long he can last and at first he refuses but then he thinks of the possibility of you becoming desperate and begging for him to fuck you into the mattress– “okay, fine. i’ll play along,” he agrees after your restless asking. he actually finds this situation quite hilarious; you’re even trying to tempt him, dressing in his favorite outfits that he loves on you that compliments your body just right, bending down to let him get a good view of his favorite colored panties, but despite all that– he doesn’t budge.

you’re practically pawing at his chest by november 29th, whispering dirty nothings but he’s like an unstoppable force. you whine that it’s “not fair!!” when he still does not give in, even trying the puppy eyes and the pout but jay pays you no mind. that is, until the morning of december 1st and he’s in between your thighs, knuckle softly nudging your clit through your panties. the next thing you know, he really does fuck you into the mattress with slow and deep strokes, making you promise to never prompt this challenge to him again for the next following years.

심재윤 jake ᥫ᭡

eight hours

he literally scoffs when the members bring up nnn. as if he would ever lose! it’s in his competitive nature, he can and will win, and he doesn’t take it lightly when sunghoon teases him about how jake would totally lose on the first day. you know something’s off when jake comes over to yours that night after practice, he has that fierce look in his eyes that you normally only see when they’re about to perform onstage. “you good?” you ask, frowning with concern but jake only gives you a nod of acknowledgement before he goes off into your bedroom to sleep. he figures the best way to win this challenge was to completely ignore you because, well let’s just be honest— he would lose within the first hour he got home.

you climb into bed with him, hand on his shoulder as you shake him gently in case he was already asleep (he’s definitely not). “jakeeee,” you drag out in a whine, knowing that he’s ignoring you now because his breathing isn’t as deep if he were actually asleep. you pout when he continues to ignore you, so you decide the only way to grab his attention is to straddle him, ass meeting his crotch area and his hands immediately fly to your waist. yeah… he texted the groupchat with embarrassment the next morning.

박성훈 sunghoon ᥫ᭡

one day

he thinks its sooo funny, especially seeing jake all fired up after he challenges the members to do nnn. with harmless taunts of “you won’t even last a day” or “i bet twenty that jake can’t go past twenty four hours!” his only goal in mind was to beat jake (because he already knew jay would be able to go for the whole month if he really wanted to, and heeseung is too unreadable). “don’t even try anything with me tonight,” sunghoon warns as he walks through the front door, catching you off guard when you jump at his sudden voice. not even a hello— but at this point you’re used to his weird antics anyway.

“i guess we’ll talk tomorrow morning,” you grumble as you climb into bed with him, his back facing you (which is very rare. he’s a big cuddler). the next morning, sunghoon’s up and early scrolling on his phone still in bed, until he gets the notification from jake; lost. dpmo hoon. a grin is appearing on the boy’s face, but he decides he’ll tease jake later. for now, he’ll work on making it up to you in between your thighs for hours with mumbled apologies for his attitude last night<3. he later texts in the groupchat: thx for losing so fast jake. sunghoon knows well that he wouldn’t be able to last past a week with you, so he’s grateful for jake’s weak resolve.

#enhypen smut #enhypen x reader #enhypen #enhypen hard hours #enhypen hard thoughts #enhypen oneshots #enhypen fanfic #sunghoon smut #jake smut #heeseung smut #jay smut #jay x reader #heeseung x reader #jake x reader #sunghoon x reader

[f1daydreamers]

𝐑𝐞𝐦𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐬 [𝐋𝐍𝟒] 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝟏

gif credits: @quadrantslandonorris

Pairing: Lando Norris x Fem!Reader

Summary: To say you weren't the biggest fan of Lando Norris was an understatement, but you also happened to underestimate just how willing the man was to prove to you that he'd changed.

Warnings: mentions of a sour past, Lando is mentioned to have been a total ass in school (which I do hope he was not), tad out of character, this is just a Reader part to set the scene for the upcoming chapter! Enjoy everybody :)

A/N: My series with Lance was so loved (ty so much btw love you all), this is very enemies to lovers core and I can't wait to dive deeper ahh!

Word Count: 1.2k words (4 mins reading time avg)

...

"You excited?" You glanced at your approaching friend, Allegra, who had been giddy since the meeting this morning. "What for?" You mirrored her smile, for no reason other than that her wide grin was rather infectious. "Us partnering with McLaren? I mean, that's undeniably cool." Luckily, her gaze turned to a long table stretched across, laden with an impressive spread of dishes.

Hence, she missed how your face fell, your stomach embracing a sense of dread. "Hmm, yeah, it's... awesome." You breathily chuckled, trying to play off your once-charged emotions that were now devoid of much enthusiasm. "Come on, I can read you like a magazine. What is it?" You seriously debated telling her the truth but shook the idea out of your head. She'd never understand, no matter how close you'd grown over the last couple of months. You pursed your lips together, "nothing. It's... well, you know, collaborations make me nervous. Especially when we don't have much history of working with them before." You lied straight through your teeth, but you considered yourself lucky that Allegra was painfully gullible.

"I know, but girl, we work for Google, one of the biggest brands in the world. It'll be a piece of cake," she nonchalantly expressed.

You agreed with her assurance, though the dread in your stomach didn't lessen as you followed her to an empty table.

"I mean… you don't think we're actually going to work with them, right?" You tried to comfort yourself; you hardly suspected anyone over there would be remotely interested in Google's headquarters.

"We're in branding. I'd be more surprised if we didn't. It depends on where Nick puts us, really." Allegra shrugged, shoving a fork through her lettuce drowned in salad dressing.

You cleared your throat, suddenly feeling a loss of appetite as bitter memories replayed in your mind as if they were only a few weeks fresh.

"Right," you exhaled. It's not too late for a career change, is it?

...

"Nick," you knock three times on his office door, and his head lifts from where he's signing some paperwork strewn on his oak-coloured desk. He motions lazily with his hand for you to come in, stands up from his desk, and greets you with a polite smile. You can't disguise the fact that you're nervous about asking him if your department would be working directly on the collaboration with McLaren.

Partly because you didn’t know what would oblige him to even share that information with you, but also that he might interpret your enquiry as excitement and find a job for you to do. But you’re cut off before you can even start the conversation. “Just the person I wanted to see actually,” Nick says, rounding the table and leaning on it, his arms crossing over his rather scrawny chest. “Why?” you warily ask, the question you had rehearsed in your mind taking a backseat. “Is Allegra still here?” He questions. “Yeah, she’s in the locker room. I can grab her—” He dismisses your suggestion with a simple shake of his head, rendering you silent, “no, no, it’s quite alright.” “What's up?" You swallow, nervously tapping the tips of your fingers on your thighs.

"There's a launch party next Monday.” You first feel relieved for a moment, though you’re not too sure why.

However, that relief is quickly replaced with confusion when Nick turns his back to you, picking up a letter.

The light shining through the large windows causes the words on the other side to cast a faint shadow, leaving you wondering about its contents.

“In Woking.” Your eyes fall to the floor, it’s as if the name rung a distant bell in your mind but you couldn’t quite place it.

“Where’s—”

“McLaren. Yes, they have this beautiful centre over there. I said to Zak, their CEO, that not only was it a no-brainer to host it at their HQ, but it’d be great for some exposure,” Nick continues listing benefits, but you also stop listening at one point, that same overwhelm washing over you.

“Who’s going?” Your supervisor seems confused for a moment. You realise you must’ve cut him off rather abruptly since he looked like he’d just been in the middle of a sentence. “Sorry,” you murmur an apology, and Nick nods promptly before answering your question. “I was thinking Allegra.” You meet his eyes with a small smile; she’d love that, considering she was also a huge fan of the sport. “That sounds good..” You start. “And you.” He points the tip of his pen at you, and you swear you audibly heard your heart drop to your feet. “M-Me?” You stutter, your movements faltering as if someone had glued your body to where it was. “Well, Azra’s away in Rotterdam and Hudson’s a chirper. I don’t want him severing any ties by asking one question too many. You’re my next choice.” He explains as if his words held no weight. If only he knew. “Why can’t you go?” You blurt out, and Nick looks up, despite having just seated himself to continue with the paperwork he was busy with before you entered. “Don’t be ridiculous, Y/N.” “Why not? You’re a great communicator, you’re social and open, you’re perfect.” You chime rather excessively, and he laughs. “I may complain about this job from time to time, but that doesn’t mean I can drop my responsibilities and saunter off to a launch party.” “Much-needed break?” You innocently smiled and Nick only leaned back in his chair, clicking his pen once then twice.

“Shut the door on your way out, Y/N. Thank you for being a team-player.” He emphasises, no doubt referring to the fact that you should probably shut the fuck up now. You sigh, accepting defeat, and turn on your heels.

Suddenly, you also feel a tad sick.

…

When the clock on your computer strikes 17:00, you shut the monitor off seconds later. You methodically pack your belongings into your Google-sticker-adorned backpack, slinging it over your shoulder.

Allegra gives you a quick side hug as you cross her path on your way to the car park.

You hadn't yet informed her that she'd be accompanying you on Monday, and you didn't have the energy to either, mentally noting that it would be the first thing you did tomorrow morning.. or maybe the last.

You didn’t bother putting the music on once you'd climbed into the driver's seat, aimlessly tossing your backpack on to the passenger side.

Your thoughts were loud enough tonight.

Your heart had been thumping a million miles an hour everytime you were reminded of what you had to put yourself through next week.

However, the flip side of your brain suggests that maybe he'd have no idea who you were anymore.

Perhaps you wouldn't even cross paths, or Nick might decide last minute that you aren't the right person to send to Woking after all.

You hoped he would, silently prayed.

Secondary school was a tormenting experience, and the prospect of revisiting it, particularly in a fucked up twist of fate that reunited you with the boy you detested, was the last thing you wanted.

You somehow managed to grip the steering wheel a little tighter, your knuckles tinting white as you began to mentally reel off the reasons as to why Lando Norris was as good as dead to you.

Lando. You hadn’t thought about that name in a long time.

Yet you still hated it just as much as you did all those years ago.

…

Part 2

Masterlist

#lando norris x you #lando norris #lando norris x reader #lando norris fluff #enemies to lovers #lando norris imagine #f1 x female reader #formula one #f1 #f1 imagine #formula one imagine #formula one x reader #f1 fanfic #f1 fic #f1 fluff #f1 x reader #f1 x y/n #mclaren #mclaren formula 1 #mclaren f1 #ln4 #ln4 x reader #ln4 imagine #ln4 fic #ln4 x you #ln4 x y/n #ln4 angst

[luveline]

jade my heart I’m really feeling Peter parker tonight in this chilis. maybe just Pete listening to r go on about something she likes? Like a book or a tv show and he’s just listening but also so obsessed with her and thinks she’s adorable? I love u! 🫶🏻

ily ty for requesting <3 fem

“It’s a prequel, you know?” 

Peter feels fondness for you pretty much every second of the day, but the way you’re asking without looking at him, and the way you’re laying across his lap so unbothered, he finds himself grinning like a mad man. “I did not know that,” he says. 

You nod up and down with a severe sort of look about you, as though this is of the utmost importance. If Peter doesn’t get on the same page as you soon, he’s not gonna make it. “I can’t believe you’ve never seen the first trilogy. Like, I like you so much, but where the hell have you been?” 

“Where have I been?” he wonders. 

“Anyways, that’s not the point, sorry. They’re complicated movies. You’d like them, though. Next time I’ll bring my DVD’s and we can watch them, if you want to, you’ll really like them, or you’ll really like Natalie Portman, at least. She’s beautiful. And her character is so… complicated, I guess, she’s doomed from the beginning of the narrative and she’s the catalyst for so much but she’s also just… sorry, I’m being totally boring.” 

“Says who?” 

Doesn’t take much more than that to get you rolling again, you want to tell him that badly, “I don’t wanna spoil it anymore because I really think you’ll love them if you watch them, but you’re gonna need to watch the first trilogy to get the emotional impact, and you’ll love them, don’t worry.” 

“I’ll love them,” he agrees, attempting to lean down for a kiss. 

“Wait, is this a shut me up kiss?” you whisper. 

Peter shakes his head as he kisses you, serving for a wobbly but soft press of your lips to his. “Never. Tell me everything about it.” 

You talk until you’re hoarse, literally hoarse, and Peter has to make you a cup of water. His cheeks are hurting from smiling at you. You’ve never looked this cute, not once, not even when he took you to Coney Island and you screamed the house down on all the rides. 

“I think we better go and get those DVDs,” he says. 

“It’s dark out,” you say. 

“We’ll swing.” 

“Isn’t that against your code of ethics?” You sip your drink, pointing at him. “We’ll hear someone who needs help on the way and you’ll drop my extended editions to save them.” 

“I won’t drop anything,” he says. “Come on! Come on, if you’re this excited just talking about it I wanna see how pretty you are when we’re actually watching the movies.” 

You press your smile into a line. “You’re not just humouring me?” 

“I could listen to you talk for hours, baby, but you sound like you did the second time we got off of The Cyclone.” 

You do a spinning, meandering dance into his arms. “If you insist.” 

Your feigned reluctance is adorable. He grabs you in both hands for another misaligned kiss.

#tasm peter parker #tasm peter x reader #tasm peter parker imagine #tasm peter parker x you #tasm peter parker x reader #tasm x reader #peter parker x reader #tasm!spiderman x reader #tasm!peter x reader #tasm!peter imagine #tasm!peter parker #tasm!peter parker x reader #tasm! peter parker x reader #spiderman x reader #peter parker oneshot #peter parker blurb #peter parker imagine #peter parker x you #peter parker x y/n #spiderman x you #spiderman fanfiction

[iamnotoriginalphil]

Tied Up (Melissa Schemmenti x f!Reader)

Synopsis: You really like it when Melissa ties her hair up.

Words: 1.7k

Warning: mentions of bondage and marking

You were trying to pay attention. You really were. You could see Melissa’s lips moving and you could hear her voice but the words weren’t forming. Instead, you felt frozen, just staring at her, nodding along when it felt appropriate.

“Don’t you agree?” managed to break through the fog in your brain.

“Yup,” you said nodding, “mmhm.”

“You weren’t listening to me at all were you?” She raised an eyebrow at you.

“Course I was.” Your eyes traced over her face again, lingering on the line of her neck, “I was totally listening.”

“What’d I say then?” she asked.

You were frozen again.

“Alright, no I wasn’t listening,” you admitted.

She looked over you before turning on her heels and walking away. All you could do was watch her ponytail swing in time with her steps. Your mouth turned dry and you felt your heart beat harder in your throat.

Your best days were the ones where Melissa wore her hair up.

Perhaps she began to pick up on it, as from that day on she began wearing her hair up more often. Which left you to not able to concentrate any time you were in the same room with her. Making Janine begin trying to investigating what was going on with you. So you began avoiding Melissa as much as possible. And eating alone in your classroom every lunch.

It was your way of maintaining your sanity. Without Janine asking you constant questions about your inability to concentrate and without Melissa in visible eye line, you were able to relax and not turn up to teach with your thoughts muddled. You were getting ahead on work by not taking a proper lunch break too, so you had to look at the positives.

The negatives were not seeing Melissa.

It all came to a head on a Tuesday. The last bell had rung and you’d dismissed your fourth graders. You fell back in your seat, letting out a long breath. It had been a long day, your kids unable to settle. Some days were a slog to get through.

“You avoiding me?”

You jumped, almost falling from your chair. In your doorway, Melissa was glaring at you. Your words dried up. A strand of hair curled against the skin of her neck and you wondered what that skin would taste like.

“Are ya?” she demanded.

You floundered for a moment before a no burst from you.

“Then what’s going on?” she asked, closing the door to your classroom behind her.

“Janine… asks questions,” you said.

“Look, no one’s gonna deny that but none of the rest of us are hiding out from her, so what’s really going on?”

“Nothing,” you said.

Your eyes drifted down her body again before you had to look away. You were so aware of her, every step she was taking towards you, every shift in the air. A finger tilted your chin up, your breath catching as you looked into her face, her bare skin touching yours.

“Have I done something?” she asked, looking genuinely concerned by the answer.

The thing was, before the whole tying hair up thing you’d been friends with Melissa. Friends but you found her beautiful and interesting and funny and definitely had a crush on her. But it was manageable since there was no possibility of her returning your feelings.

It had just gotten out of control as of late.

“No,” you said, not quite able to bring yourself to pull out of her grip on your chin.

“You leave a room when I enter it,” she said, “you’ve been avoiding me.”

“It’s not… I haven’t been… it’s not what you think,” you managed to land on.

“Then what is it?” she asked, “talk to me, hon.”

“It’s nothing. I’ll fix it,” you said, “I’ll fix it.”

She raised an eyebrow at you.

“Please don’t make me say it,” you begged her.

Her fingers trailed from your chin, down your neck until it brushed over your pulse point. You shivered, averting your eyes from her again. Her touch continued to move, until her fingers were tangled in the hair at the nape of your neck, tugging on it until you were looking up at her again. Her eyes moved down your body before meeting yours again.

“You got a crush on me or something?”

Your cheeks heated.

“You think I haven’t noticed how you look at me? How you don’t pay attention when I wear a low cut top? How you can’t even look at me when I wear my hair in a ponytail?” She tugged on your hair again, “I noticed.”

“Then you know why I’ve been avoiding you.” You internally cursed, “not avoiding you. Keeping my distance.”

“No, I don’t know why so how’s about you explain it to me,” she said.

“Well, obviously you don’t feel the same way so I have to get over you. And that’s really hard when you’re here looking all…” Your eyes slid over her body, lingering on the long line of her neck you’d like to leave your mark on, “I know we’re friends but I can’t get over you if I’m drooling over you everyday.”

“Hey, hey who says I don’t feel the same way?” she said, interrupting before you could continue rambling, “don’t go putting words in my mouth.”

“Course you don’t because you’re you and I’m… me,” you said.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” she demanded.

“Well, you’re so strong and confident and smart. Like you take no shit. You’re so impressive. And funny. You make me laugh all the time. And then there’s me who’s just kind of a mess with nothing to offer someone as amazing as you,” rushed out of you.

“What’re you talking about?” Her hand slipped from your hair to cup your cheek, so soft and gentle it could make you cry.

“It’s fine,” you said, the embarrassment continuing to build, “I’m working on it.”

“Working on what, hon?” she asked.

“Getting over you,” you said, “and then this will just be a funny story we can reminisce on later.”

“And what if I don’t want you getting over me?”

“Well then I’ll-“ You paused as your brain caught up to her words, “what?”

“Hon, I’ve been tying my hair up like this since I noticed the effect it had on you. You think I’m doing that for my own amusement?” she said, “well, I am but it’s because you get this cute lil look on your face when you’re flustered. Point is, I’ve been doing it for your benefit.”

“Huh?”

She sighed, the way you’d heard her do a million times, and squeezed her eyes closed for a moment. When she opened them again, there was a smoulder to them that made your breath catch. You’d spend countless hours with her but she’d never looked at you like that.

“Do I have to hit you over the head with it? I got feelings for you too, sweetheart,” she said, “I happen to like that you’re you.”

“But-“

She pressed a finger to your lips, effectively silencing you.

“But nothing. I know I look hotter with my hair down but you like it like this. So I make the sacrifice to make your day better. You think I’m doing that for someone I don’t like? C’mon, I ain’t no sucker,” she said, “I was hoping you’d tell me without having to hunt you down even if I like the thought of tying you up.”

You choked on nothing, spluttering at her words. She gave you one of those smiles that said she was indulging you.

“Sorry, I just- you- bondage? Really?”

“That’s all you got from that?”

Her head tilted to the side and your eyes drifted back to her neck, so distracted with thoughts of marking her and being tied up by her. She chuckled, tilting your chin up.

“The point is, I like you too. And unless you’re going to run away again, I’m gong to kiss you now,” she said.

“I won’t run,” you breathed.

“Good.”

She lent towards you, slow as if worried you might still change your mind and run. Her forefinger was still tilting your face towards her, skin against skin enough to drive you crazy. The first brush of lips was soft, as if testing the waters. You gasped, surging up from your chair, pressing her against the edge of your desk as you kissed her deeper. Her tongue stroked along yours and your entire mind emptied of anything but her.

Her fingers buried themselves in your hair, tangling in it as you pinned her to the desk, needing her more than you needed air. You trailed your lips down, finally living out the fantasy that had been living in your head for so long. Your tongue darted out, tasting her skin. Her moan was delicious, pressing you closer when your teeth nipped at her.

She sighed your name, tightening her fingers in your hair. You hummed against her throat, knowing you’d found heaven. You could spend hours right there, buried in her neck, listening to the noises she was making.

“Hon, as much as I’m enjoying that mouth of yours, if you keep up with that I won’t be responsible for my actions and we’re still on school premises,” she said, gently pushing you away, “how about you pack up and I’ll make you dinner?”

“I’m not even worth taking somewhere?” you asked.

“I ain’t promising to keep my hands off you,” she said, causing your cheeks to heat up, “I’d rather have you on my table than somewhere anyone else can see you. All that’s for me. No one else gets to see that.”

“Yeah that sounds good.”

“Good, get your coat,” she said, “I’ve spent enough time waiting for you I’m not waiting another moment.”

You snatched up your coat from the back of your chair and your bag from under your desk. She chuckled at your enthusiasm, slinging an arm around your shoulders. You reached up, turning her face towards yours. It was quick, the kiss you pressed to her lips, but her smile lasted a lot longer than that.

#melissa schemmenti #melissa schemmenti x reader #melissa schemmenti imagine

[scarletwinterxx]

fool for you - mark lee dad scenario

a bit late to this but OH MY GOD MARK LEE GIRL DAD😭🥺😭🥺 we already know he's going to be the best dad to his kids in the future🤍🤍

you already know my feels went through the roof after seeing that cli[ so here's another mark dad scenario and can you believe this is the 10th one OMGGGGGG anyways i hope you like it!

part1: day with dad mark lee

part2: another day with dad mark lee

part3: a day with the lee's

part4: (prologue) i don't know how to make eggs

part5: glitter pens and goodnight kisses with the Lee's

part6: first love and kisses

part7: naps and baby kicks

part8: then there was three

part9: just like you

For my other works you can check them out here, and for my other story series’ you can check them out here.

and if you want, u can buy me coffee(totally optional but any donation is very much appreciated!) thank you🥺💛

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(gif not mine, credits to rightful owner)

"in my next life, I think I'll become a fool for my daughter"

"Lovie, can you stay with Minjee? I'm just going to the mall with Minjung to get new shoes and a few other stuff for the baby" you tell your husband who is currently on the sofa resting.

It's around that time again when you're counting down the days until the new baby comes, this time the two of you choose to keep the gender a surprise. You won't find out until you give birth. There's an on going bet in your household whether it'll be a girl or a boy.

"Why don't I come with him? You sure you okay to go out?" he asks, watching you struggle putting on your shoes. He chuckles before walking toward you, kneeling down to put it on for you even double tying the shoelaces just to be sure.

"It's okay, besides the doctor said it's healthy to walk around. And we both know it'll be easier to look after Minjung then Jee" you laugh, your husband agreeing with you

"She's the main character, we're all just living in her world" he says

You smile at Mark, giving him a kiss before getting your purse and keys.

"Call me if you need anything" he tells you

"Minjung, let's go" you shout, your son appears from the staircase ready to go

"You already know, buddy. Take care of mom, okay? Call me if something happens" he gives his son a quick hug before watching the two of you drive away

The two of you finished the errands and is now getting a quick snack before heading home. You like having one on one time with your kids. It helps you keep a closer relationship with them. And even though you know the two siblings get along very well, you still make it a point to spend time with them one by one. And so does Mark.

"Is there anything else you need, buddy?" you ask your son

He shakes his head, taking a bite of his sandwich. You smile watching him, it feels just like yesterday you were sitting in the backseat with newborn Minjung in the baby car seat on your way home from the hospital and now he's 13.

"How do you feel about getting another sibling?"

He looks at you, it's like looking at Mark's eyes. They same round, adorable chocolate eyes you love so much.

"Excited. It'll be cool if it's a boy. I'll teach him to play basketball and bike. It's okay too if it's a girl" he shrugs

"You know mommy and daddy loves you very very much"

"I know, I love you too" he smiles back at you

When you get home, Minjee welcomes you excitedly asking if you got her a cakepop which Minjung hands over to his sister

"Wah thank you, oppa! Dad look oppa got me a pink cakepop!" she screams excitedly, running to wherever Mark is. You and Minjung follow her, Mark in the kitchen getting dinner ready

"Cool, but you can have that after dinner okay? Na uh don't give me that look, missy. I ordered chicken just like you asked" the father-daughter banter continues

The two siblings help set up the table while you stay in the kitchen with Mark, "How did it go?" Mark asks you

"Good, we had fun. You sound like you had fun too" you joked

"I swear she knows how to make me says yes" he mumbles, you walk towards him, giving him a side hug

"You love her" you tell him with a chuckle and a kiss on the jaw

"That I do. I'd do anything for our kids" he says, looking down at you. He kisses you on the nose, eliciting giggles from you before breaking away

"Okay, dinner time!"

After dinner and everyone finished with their night time routines, it's finally time to call it a night.

You lay on your side of the bed, getting the pregnancy pillow ready

"Can I keep that after?" Mark asks, you watch him step out of the shower. Towel hanging on his hips while he dries his hair with another

"No" you tell him with a tight smile, Mark laughs before walking towards the dresser to get clothes

"Oh come on, let me enjoy the view some more"

"Woman, you are already pregnant" he tells you, playfully throwing the towel he was drying his hair with towards you. He puts on his sleeping shorts, leaving the shirt behind. He goes out the room to check all doors before going to bed

He turns towards you, the two of you face to face.

"Just a few more days and it'll be five of us" he whispers. His hand resting on your belly

"I'm calling it, this one will look like you again" you tell him

"You love us"

"That I do, I love you and all versions of you. Especially the little humans we made" you smile at him. He scoots closer to kiss you. Kissing you on the lips then on your cheeks a few time until you were laughing.

"Okay, time to rest. Goodnight, baby. I love you" he tells you

"Love you"

Minjung woke up to something poking his back, groggily looking to see Minjee

"Jee? What?"

The girl hiccups, still crying. This woke Minjung up more, sitting up on his bed and turning the bedside light on,

"Why are you crying? Did you have a bad dream?" he asks

"Will mom and dad not let me live here when the baby comes?" she asks, her tiny voice breaking

"What? of course not" her brother immediately answers. He gets out from under the blanket to hug his sister, wiping a few tears running down her face

"When you were born, I was so excited. Dad took me to the hospital to meet you. You had this big bow on, you were crying a lot too" he tells her

"You were there?" she asks

Minjung smiles "Yea, dad even helped me to carry you. You were really tiny. When the new baby comes, we'll go together to meet them"

"Will you still play with me when they come?"

"Of course I will, we're bestfriends right? You gave me this" he says, showing the beaded bracelet Minjee made for him. Similar to what she's wearing.

"You promise? You'll still get me cakepops?"

"Of course, pinkypromise"

The two siblings lock pinky fingers, the younger one finally smiling.

"Wait here okay?" Minjung says before going out of his room and carefull walking towards his parents bedroom. Knocking lightly before going in.

He walks towards Mark's sleeping figure, tapping him awake

"Huh what wha huh?? Minjung? Are you okay? What's happening?" Mark asks, sitting up immediately

"What time is it?" he asks, looking for his phone to see it's 2am

"Minjee woke up crying, she's in my room now"

Mark stands up carefully, looking over at your sleeping figure before quickly putting on a shirt and walking out with Minjung

"She okay? bad dream?"

"No uh it's about the new baby"

His son didn't need to elaborate anymore, already getting a hint why his babygirl was crying.

When the two walks back to Minjung's room, Jee still sitting there.

"Hey, Jee. Come on, dad will come with you. Goodnight buddy, thank you for being a good brother" Mark tells his eldest, kissing him on the head before stepping out of the room with the younger one

"Do you want warm milk before going back to bed?" Mark asks the 6 year old girl, getting a no from her

When they get to Minjee's room, the two sat on the bed

"Are you sad right now?" Mark asks his daughter

"Will you still love Jee when the baby comes?" Jee asks and Mark crumbles

"Oh my girl, of course I will. I'll love you longer than forever and that's a long long long time. You'll always be my princess. Even after the new baby comes, mom and dad might need to spend more time with them but that doesn't mean we love you and your brother any less" he tucks her hair behind her ear, pinching her cute round cheeks she definitely got from you.

"Can dad have a hug?" he opens his arms, Minjee scooting in her father's embrace

"Always remember, dad loves you so so much. I'd give you the moon and all the stars if you want. If you ever feel sad you can come and talk to me okay?"

He feels the younger one nod. Tucking her in bed, giving her a kiss on the forehead before calling it a night (again)

When he gets back to your room, he slides under the sheets then he feels you search for him

"Min?" you mumble

"Here, baby. Go to sleep" he leans over to give your temple a kiss. He sees a sleepy smile on your lips before your heads goes down on the pillow again.

Just like that everyone was asleep again, but before he fades into dreamland he says a silently thank you to heaven for this life. Ready and excited to face tomorrow with his family.

#fic #story #fanfic #nct #nct dream #nct 127 #nct mark lee #mark lee #mark imagine #mark scenario #mark fluff #mark dad #mark au #mark lee imagine #mark lee fluff #mark lee au #nct imagine #nct scenario #nct fluff #nct au #nct dad

[koolades-world]

hi!! can you do the brothers with an mc that has a british accent? i just know asmo would be DROOLING and satan maybe making fun of them over the slang lmao. ty!!

hi!! of course! sorry for the wait haha

Mc with a British accent

Lucifer

thinks it makes you sound smart

if you live up to that expectation, he's very smug about being right

but if you're a little gremlin, he, while a little taken aback, uses it to his advantage to scare his brothers

often finds excuses to take you to fancy places to boast about you <3

Mammon

in love with the slang and dialect, and finds it cute

at first, it shocks him a little and he uses it ironically but eventually starts using it unironically

your classmates just can't seem to wrap their head around the slang so its almost like using your own language

enjoys the contrast between your voices and the way you speak

Levi

oblivious to your accent honestly

as a chronically online demon, he gets exposed to all sorts of accents all the time

actually doesn't notice until one of his brothers points it out

his response to any question you ask him about your accent is just "cool" no matter what it is

Satan

he also thinks it makes you sound smart but since he can't agree with Lucifer, he picks at it from time to time

the accent reminds him of many book characters and authors that he loves

eventually he confides in you that he actually wishes he had your accent too

give him a fun shock and tell him you must be rubbing off on him because he's sounded more and more like you recently

Asmo

saying he just loved it would be an understatement

always looking for an excuse to listen to you speak

even willing to listen to you give him a lesson for school where what you're actually saying is going one in ear and out the other

constantly by your side to listen to you even more and just to spend time with you

Beel

he doesn't care that much

with or without accent, you're the same Mc to him

if you're insecure, he won't hesitate to tell you that he likes it and if someone else doesn't, that was their problem

as long as you can spend time together, it doesn't matter to him

Belphie

totally would make fun of it

it's loving but obnoxious at times

if you tell him to shut up he will

just start making fun of him back! give him a taste of his own medicine

#obey me #obey me! #obey me satan #obey me x reader #obey me asmo #obey me beel #obey me levi #obey me belphie #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #omswd #obey me shall we date #obey me mc

[writeroutoftime]

Hi!!! Can I request a jamie tartt drabble with the prompt

"You said you wouldn't fall in love with me." "I lied."

Ty my love💗💞!!

a/n: ahhh, this has been sitting in my drafts for ages. but here you go, I really love this concept, and I think it turned out pretty well! let me know what you think!

oOoOo

"Y-you said you wouldn't fall in love me." you stuttered, staring at Jamie in total shock.

It all started out so innocently. Jamie had come to you, weeks ago, desperate for a date to a Richmond charity event.

"Me?" you laughed. "Don't you have some model that can hang off your arm for the evening?"

"Well, 'course I do." he scoffed. "But Keeley and them want me to have someone that would look make me look less shallow. Someone I have a history with." Jamie explained, shuffling around.

"And that person is me?" you questioned, to which Jamie only shrugged, hands deep in his pockets.

The two of you had been friends for quite some time, so it made sense on a practical level. But when was anything as simple as it seemed? Recently, your feelings had crossed the threshold from friends to wanting something more, not that Jamie ever noticed. As much as you loved him, he could be a bit oblivious at times.

Jamie seemed to sense your hesitation. "It's not like I'm going to fall in love with you or anything."

You played off his statement with a laugh, trying to ignore the pang you felt in your chest. "We wouldn't want that." you breathed out before agreeing to the plan.

What was supposed to be one date, turned into five, turned into a whole fake relationship. The positive press Jamie received was more than anyone had been expecting, and Keely suggested to keep it up for a little while longer.

At first, it had just been acting like a couple for the cameras, then acting like the friends you had been behind closed doors. But recently, Jamie had sat closer to you, let his touches linger longer, and always have his gaze on you, even without the cameras around.

It got too much for your heart to bare, which is why you broke down in front of him demanding to know why he insisted on teasing you so much. Never in your wildest dreams had you imagined he would respond by saying "I love you."

"Yeah, well, I lied." he shrugged his shoulders as though he had just commented on the weather outside.

Your laugh came at rather breathy at his response, shaking your head at the footballer in front of you. If only either of you had realized or said something sooner. So much time and heartache could have been avoided.

"That okay?" Jamie asked, suddenly rather nervous that you hadn't really responded to his declaration.

A soft smile spread across your lips as you took a few steps to stand only inches away from him. "It's more than okay, Jamie." you said, finally closing the distance and kissing your best friend.

#jamie tartt x reader #jamie tartt imagine #ted lasso x reader #rita writes

[saerins]

⋆୨ chapter one ୧˚ thorns without flowers, bars with no drinks

⋆୨ if not for you (masterlist) ⋆୨ previous: prologue - all see through just like glass <> next: chapter two - a million miles away, still you connect me in your way ୧˚

⋆୨ synopsis ୧˚ neither of you want this. both you and sae reluctantly agree to this marriage, although sae’s dissatisfaction far outweighs your own. with hidden agendas and old flames, will this ever work out between the two of you, or will your forced spark be doomed to fail?

ೀ series: sae x f!reader | wc 5k | ೀ content warnings: fluff/angst, modern au, arranged marriage, rich!sae and rich!reader, hostility on sae’s part, profanity, your marriage is not off to a very good start, both yn and sae both have other … options. | notes: ty i appreciate all of you who are reading this <3 i added everyone who asked to be tagged ^_^ lemme know if i missed you !!

The day has finally arrived. After two months of painstaking preparations, it’s your special day today. Not that your parents have given you any say on your own special day. You wonder if your future husband got the same treatment too. That is, if he was even interested in it.

Everyone has arrived, the chefs are ready, people are dressed to the nines, photographers are already snapping away. More than half the guests, most of which you barely know, have come to speak to you, to congratulate you, but it all still feels so surreal.

Is this really happening?

There’s a lot of important people in attendance today, a lot of them you don’t even know personally. Which is funny, considering that it’s your wedding. Of course, both sets of parents were in charge of the invites, and your actual friends probably only account for fifteen percent of the entire list. (With Sae’s friends, probably totaling thirty percent.) The rest are spaces filled by people in power—political, business, what have you. It’s no surprise; your parents (and you guess Sae’s as well) are great at networking, and of course these people would attend such an event—two kids of rivalling companies getting married would signify a possibly huge shift in market share, and they’d probably like to be here to witness for themselves if this is some sort of sham. If this lasts, then they’ll have to move their money around, that’s for sure.

It is kind of a sham, but you’re trying to get that out of your head. This can’t possibly be anything but a ruse to further their own gains. Parents are like that, as much as you know.

“Hey, are you sure about this? There’s still time to back out, you know?”

Beside you, your ever observant younger sister offers you a sad smile; a product of the guilt she feels because despite you not telling her, she knows you’re just trying to keep the crosshairs away from her. She must’ve realised that your feet are colder than you thought. But as far as you’re concerned, better you than her.

She has a happy relationship with one of the nicest guys she’s ever met, and the last time you’d spoken to him, he’d confessed to wanting to marry her. The only downside to it all is that your sister is way too filial—if your parents tried to force her to get married to someone of their choice, she’d give in eventually, and you don’t want that.

Besides, you don’t have anyone. No love interest, no potential suitors—what’s the worst that could happen to you? As long as Sae is decent enough of a human being, you’re sure you’ll be fine.

“I’m sure, so don’t worry about me, okay?” Your hands come up to her shoulders, squeezing slightly, offering your best and most radiant smile.

Sensing that there’s only more of your dear sister’s worry coming, you’re grateful that a timely knock comes from the doorway. You hold back a sigh of relief before turning to look at your visitor, and you stiffen up when you realise who it is.

“Is this a bad time?”

Your sister speaks up before you do. “Oh, Itoshi Sae, of course not!” There’s a sense of excitement in her voice that masks her earlier concern; it’s kind of sad that the art of faking is a necessity of living in the world you do. It’s one of the essential skills. You either fake it or face consequences. “I’m all done here, you two should talk.”

With that, she bounces out of the room, and you wonder just what kind of thoughts she’s having—her happiness is kind of infectious. Sure, Reo had said countless times that if Sae was ever a dick to you, he’d punch him in the guts for you. So far, he doesn’t have to. It’s nice that he made the time to visit you before the ceremony, it’d be nice to meet just once before after all.

“Hi, um, it’s nice to meet you.” It’s the best you can do when you’re halfway gaping at how good your future husband looks. There’s nothing that needs to be said for his face; his red-brown hair frames his face just nice, his teal eyes makes it feel like he can see right through you, and those naturally long lashes of his makes you envious. He’s wearing a simple black tux—but you know there’s nothing simple about the price tag. Not for his tux, nor for your couture wedding dress. He still looks handsome all the same, and you realise now why so many girls seem to be all over him from all those forums you’d been reading up on.

Still, as charming as he looks, he makes you slightly uncomfortable with that especially long silence, your eyes falling on his gaze, his teal eyes seeming like they’re posing you silent questions. You remain quiet, waiting for his next move. It’s almost like you submit by default.

Some foolish part of you, the hopeless romantic, is hoping you and him can hit it off right away, but even you know that’s asking for too much. Sae proves you right when he finally opens his mouth.

“I wanted to set things straight before we go through with anything.”

Just like that, with just those few words, Sae has managed to strip all the hope out of you. Nothing good can come out of those words, coupled with that monotonous tone of his. This isn’t the face of a man who’s happy to get married, and certainly not one of a man who is even willing.

Though, can you really say you are?

“I only said yes because I was forced to,” Sae tells you, not explaining more than he needs to. The line is drawn—thick with a black marker, something you can’t miss even if you wanted to. “Just play your part, act happy, and you can drop the act once we’re done with this today.”

There’s something in his bossy attitude that doesn’t sit right with you, but you’re too busy being disappointed in yourself to do anything about it. All you allow is a nod, because even without Sae saying it, you had planned to give your biggest smile later anyway, no matter how fake it is. Thing is, you had imagined that Sae was less… hostile than this. Honestly, maybe you had been hoping for him to at least put some effort into liking the situation, but from how he is now, it doesn’t look like it at all.

“Okay then, see you.”

Sae barely looks at you before he turns and walks off toward the door, right about to turn the corner when he’s stopped by your parents. Of course, they’re more than delighted to see him. They’d been convincing you hard to this arranged marriage, claiming how you’re so horrible at romance that they really are just pushing you to do this so they can have an heir early. If you ever did have a child, you can only be sure how you want to not treat them like. Your parents can be credited for that.

“You look wonderful, Sae!” Your mother is already gushing over Sae’s look as your father has his arm around him, pulling him back to the door.

“So, this is the first time you’re meeting our Y/N right? What do you think, son?” Your father has his Client Services voice switched on—after seeing him work all this time, you can distinguish it in an instant. You wonder if Sae can.

In front of your parents, you’re shocked to see that he’s already putting on an act. There’s a very subtle smile on his face—something that seems so soft and secretive, something that looks like it’s meant to be viewed by exclusive people only—and you find your own heart skipping a beat. You wonder if anyone’s ever been so lucky to be able to see that naturally.

“Your daughter is…” Sae trails off, and you find yourself swallowing the lump in your throat, inwardly asking. yourself why on earth would his opinion matter to you at all. “Pretty.”

It’s a simple word, with an even simpler meaning, and Sae doesn’t even mean it, but you find a heat creeping up your cheeks and you’re not sure why it’s so easy to appease you.

“You’re hopeless, you know that?” Reo says later on, after your parents and Sae have headed off somewhere and Reo takes their place.

Covering your head with your hands, you groan, absolutely annoyed with yourself. “Is it so wrong that I just want my future husband to remotely like me even just a little bit?”

Reo sighs, wondering what kind of luck you have to be born into a family where that isn’t even possible. Usually, people marry someone after they dated them for a while. After they can ascertain they’re good for them and that they have the capacity to put them first. Somehow, you’d been stripped of that because your parents, of all people, are the ones encouraging you to get married to someone who doesn’t love you. Hell, they even know that you and Sae don’t even know each other.

It’s pitiful, really. You’re a nice person, and Reo would shake you and convince you not to do this if he could, but it’s not like you can afford anyone to lose faith in you. If they do, how will you keep up your act? So, he’ll play his part as your best friend and just support you—he’ll deal with Sae separately if he ever dares to treat you horribly.

“Does he even know how to be nice to people?” You ponder out loud, whining, pouting as you gaze at nothing at all, the ticking of the clock making you more nervous by the second.

The wedding ceremony is half an hour away now.

Reo takes a seat beside you, leaning an elbow against your dresser. “Hmm, I heard about him from friends of friends—but all of them say he’s more of an asshole than your average person,” Reo fills you in, though you probably guessed that by yourself.

Of course, he chooses not to disclose the fact that Sae has an alleged ex he can’t get over, because what good would that do you? You’ll just get all FBI-mode and try to find her socials and find reasons you’ll never measure up and say shit like maybe that’s why Sae isn’t interested in you.

Still, you look like a hot mess and Reo has to encourage you somehow, or else you’ll end up walking up that aisle like you’re marrying Lord Farquaad. “Oi, Y/N, what I hear is he’s just a tough nut to crack.”

“I get it, Reo, I’ll probably end up talking to the wall everyday at home since my husband won’t even talk to me.”

Reo rolls his eyes, pressing his lips into a firm line and putting his hands on your shoulders, taking care not to shake you or else your hairdo will come off and he’ll have your hairdresser absolutely seething. He’s not about to try and owe her anything or else he’ll end up bald just from having to offer her a wig.

“Hey, he’s just a tough nut to crack,” he repeats, and he sighs in exasperation when you still don’t get it. “So crack him, stupid. You’re good at that, right?”

Your eyes widen at Reo’s insinuation, and even more so when you realise it’s an actual good attempt at trying to encourage you. You crack a small laugh and Reo smiles along with you—he thinks that smile looks the best on you.

“If you can crack Nagi of all people, who’s Itoshi Sae?” Reo affirms. Nagi Seishiro, the son of the dean back when all of you were in university, who wanted for nothing except laying in bed all day and playing games, somehow managed to show an interest in helping his mother with her business, and it’s all because of you. Reo still doesn’t know how you did it, but all he knows is that you’re probably magic. (No, he knows you definitely are. You were, once, his once upon a time after all.)

His words stay with you even as you walk down the aisle fifteen minutes later, arm looped around your father’s.

“Be a good wife, okay?” Your father’s words break you out of your reverie. It isn’t the normal way a father would show concern for his child. No, the way he says it is cold and sinister, like it’s a threat. He reminds you why you’ve never had a good relationship with him. “If you screw this up, we’ll all have hell to pay.”

Trust your father to drop a bomb on you right before he passes you to Sae, who receives you with a polite nod. Perhaps, his original reaction is to have no reaction at all—is that nod his form of ‘acting’?

“Dearly beloved, we are all gathered here today—”

The words are lost on you as you try to keep your head in the present. Different thoughts are invading your head from different places that you almost feel overwhelmed from the mess. You can see Sae right in front of you, staring at you, and all you can think of is how you’re going to get along with someone who looks like he doesn’t want to. Growing up with a distant father and a far-too-subservient mother gives you anxiety—what if you end up just like that? Aside from that, instead of the holy words of matrimony, all you can hear is your father’s words repeating themselves in your head.

Hell to pay? Why, exactly? Why did he let go of the flimsy excuse of simply wanting to be his daughter’s matchmaker? What’s he talking about when he involves you in a possible blowback? What’s going on?

“Anytime now, princess.”

Sae’s hushed voice snaps you out of your thoughts, and you scramble to gather yourself. “Yes, I do.”

For some reason, Sae’s hands are now around yours, and the glimmer of the diamond on your ring finger reminds you of the gravity of what you’re doing. You’re getting married—to someone you barely know, for a reason you’re somehow not privy to. You’re signing away your life to be with someone who made it clear he’s definitely not interested, who views you as a chore before he bothers to get to know you.

It all terrifies you, if only because this was not what you ever envisioned for yourself. In the audience, you see Reo’s vibrant purple eyes looking at you, a confident smile on his face, nodding as though telling you that you’ve got this. In some ways, it’s reassuring, because once upon a time, you’d thought of Reo as your Prince Charming.

In front of you—not completely oblivious to your subtle actions: trembling fingers, eyes flicking over to that purple-haired boy in the front row, your shallow breathing—Sae puts a gentle hand on your cheek, slowly guiding you to look straight at him. For his part, he has to at least make this believable, to make his parents believe that he’ll follow through with this for years and years so that they’ll never have to bother Rin. Unfortunately for you, you’re his ticket to that end. Like it or not, both of you are in this together.

“Try to look like you’re happy, at least,” Sae breathes against your lips, a soft curve on his lips just for show, as he slowly presses his lips against your own, a satisfaction washing over him as he feels you kiss him back.

Great, step one is done. Now, for the rest of the wedding.

It’s a tough sell. During the reception, you’re acutely aware of how awkward you and Sae are around each other. He tries, occasionally tucking a stray lock of hair behind your ear, or offering to feed you food. It’s only because there’s a lot of eyes on both of you.

His hand on your back feels foreign, and forced, and you can’t help feeling sad that he’s not someone who cares for you. The only thing tiding you through is that it’s not necessarily that way for you too.

“You’re a horrible actress,” he whispers, low so only you can hear. He’s right, too. You really do suck at this. “If you don’t at least look happy, we’re both in trouble.”

As if you need a reminder. In some ways, his attitude is similar to your father’s, and not in a good way. It only serves to make his touch more alien.

“Hey, look who’s here,” you hear a very boisterous voice approaching.

A quick turn of your head and you can see who you assume to be Sae’s friends, because surely they’re not yours. The one approaching first looks older, dark hair with green tips, behind him another one with blonde hair and wild pink highlights.

“Hello there, beautiful,” the first one says, reaching out to grab your hand and place a kiss on the back of it.

With a click of his tongue, Sae yanks his hand off of you. “Stop playing, Oliver.”

Oliver. That name sounds oddly familiar.

“At least I wasn’t like Mr Embarrassing here who spilled the wine all over one of the bridesmaids.”

Mr Embarrassing cocks a brow, ready to challenge Oliver. But before either of them can say anything more, Sae cuts in.

“These are my friends—”

“I’m Oliver Aiku,” he introduces himself, properly reaching out his hand this time now, waiting for you to take it at your own pace. 

You stare at him dumbly for a moment before shaking it. “As in, the law firm?”

“At your service,” Oliver smirks.

Of course one of Sae’s friends is the son of the most influential law firms in the whole of Japan. Right as you’re still collecting yourself, Oliver nudges Mr Embarrassing.

Looking completely disinterested, he sighs. “Ryusei Shidou.”

“As in,” you pause for a while, afraid you might be wrong. “As in… the governor Shidou?”

Annoyed, Shidou nods anyway, and Oliver begins to tell you to excuse him because he’s in a shitty mood but you’re not really hearing any of that.

Holy crap. So that must be the infamous son of the governor, the one he keeps carefully hidden away from prying eyes. Given how he’s behaving, and how he looks completely unlike a… typical person here, you’re not that surprised. That’s probably just how tradition is, in their family. Much like how you and the Itoshis have their own as well.

The rest of the celebration goes uneasily, your anxiety forever creeping up your spine, threatening to unravel itself and have you running off to Reo for some sense of familiarity—but that won’t look well: new bride choosing to spend the entire celebration with her best friend instead of her new husband? That’ll just bode a scandal for all three of you, and with this many influential people in the room, from governors to influencers, that’s the dumbest move you can make.

“Well, you two look absolutely beautiful together!”

After your first dance, the Itoshis approach you, both of them seemingly happy on the surface, but given how Sae absentmindedly tightens his grip around your hand, you’re not so sure you should believe in the superficial. Right, because you of all people should know the complications that come with being children of such parents.

It’s like Sae realises what he’s doing before he drops your hand, acting like nothing happened at all.

“Sae. What did we discuss?” The way his father calls his name is absolutely sinister. If you didn’t know any better, you swear they feel like absolute strangers.

Fortunately for you, some other guests come by and steal their attention, both of them relegating to one of the other tables. Beside you, Sae’s jaw is clenched—he’s lost any interest in faking anything for now.

Still, you suppose, if you’re going to get along with him, you probably have to try to reach out… right? Steeling your resolve, you place your hand over his, squeezing it a little, “what was that—”

Without even letting you finish, Sae yanks his hand away, and for the first time today, you’re seeing some genuine emotion behind his eyes. 

And they’re not kind. They’re pretty, but they’re ice cold—the veins on his temple are prominent now, and he really doesn’t care if anyone sees.

“You’re my wife, only on paper,” he hisses through his teeth, still cautious in keeping his voice down. His frustration doesn’t know its boundaries, choosing to take this anger out on you. “Stop trying to poke your nose into my fucking business, we’re strangers, and that’s all we’ll ever be. Drop the act, I’m done for today.”

Just like that, he storms off, which doesn’t quite particularly cause a ruse because for a wedding held for the both of you, there’s not a lot of people here that actually care for either of you. It’s as though this wedding is just a pathetic excuse for a larger-scale networking session.

Feeling even more pathetic yourself, you make sure nobody’s looking before you slip away, retreating to the rooftop garden—you need some fresh air after being so uprightly rejected by your on-paper husband.

Back in the dressing room, Sae locks the door behind him, knowing full well you didn’t deserve to be on the other end of his temper but not being able to bring himself to just apologise. Just as well, he figures. From the looks of it, you seemed pretty hopeful for the bare minimum being a good relationship but Sae can’t see it.

He catches his reflection in the mirror, barely recognising himself. A year ago, getting married wasn’t even in his radar. He’d thought of it before, sure, but would never have guessed in his wildest dreams that he’d get married to you of all people. 

There’s always an agenda for why his parents force these things on their children. If he was a shittier brother, he’d have let them drag Rin back for all he cared. But maybe it’s the way he can’t bear for them to ruin yet another dream that he so easily gave in. Or maybe he thought that this idea wouldn’t be so bad in the first place, maybe it’ll give him the chance to want to move past certain things.

Evidently, it’s not working well.

You’re pretty, and that’s something he didn’t lie about. You really are, but that’s all he can say. He can’t say he sees anything, any hope, any reason for him to want this to work out.

Sae sits down on one corner of the bed, pulling his phone out. He scoffs upon realising he doesn’t even have your number. What kind of fucked up marriage is this? Nothing was handled for either of you, so it’s safe to say that the only thing either set of parents cared about was that this went through. 

As he looks through his phone, contemplating whether to ask Oliver or Shidou to think of an excuse to let him bail from the celebrations before it ends, a text comes in, and this time, all the anger and disappointment disappears, all that’s left is the warm feeling of nostalgia and familiarity.

The contact he hasn’t seen in his notifications for a few years now lights up his phone, and all of a sudden he feels somewhat better. Though, her message itself makes him feel complicated inside.

Sae types a couple of responses, staring at it for a few moments before rephrasing himself and sending it through.

Hours later, after the celebrations are done and both of you are forced to drive back to your new apartment together, you sit in the passenger seat, staring out the window as Sae drives, sitting in complete silence.

As much as you want to save what this marriage could be, you’re not sure where to even start after how he flared up earlier.

Sae keeps his eyes on the road, too enveloped in his own thoughts to bother even turning on the music. His eyes occasionally flick over to your figure. Your fingers are trembling. Are you scared of this all or are you just feeling cold? Either way, he can’t bring himself to care. All he cares about right now is just finding a way out of this stupid farce.

After a fifteen-minute drive, both of you arrive at the apartment building; sleek black walls on the front and twenty-storeys high. Each floor is an apartment in itself, and it doesn’t take a genius to know that only the rich and wealthy stay here. By extension, that means your neighbours are either going to be complete strangers who don’t bother each other, or annoying young kids who host parties and have to be complained against.

Both of you head up to the top floor, neither of you knowing what it’ll look like—it was a gift from both your parents, saying how they picked out the best of the best for their children, and then periodically joking about wanting grandchildren. (You and Sae had completely ignored that part of the conversation.) Sae let you carry your heavy bags on your own, choosing to avoid any sort of eye contact all the way up. He’s just busy on his phone, and you can’t help feeling a little lost.

When you reach the top floor, Sae opens up the door; it’s made of heavy mahogany, slamming right back at you after he strolls in. You take a deep breath, pushing on the door to open and barely making it in, sucking it up because the last thing you want after an entirely shitty day is to have an argument.

Sae doesn’t even stop, just keeps walking, placing his suitcase in what seems to be the master bedroom. Truthfully, you wouldn’t know; this is the first time you’re even seeing the apartment. This entire place is huge, and thanks to this being on the top floor, there’s two floors and a high ceiling. All crisp and clean, walls a bright white, full contrast to the outer walls of the apartment.

Ten seconds later, Sae comes back out, finally making eye contact as he looks at you like you’re dumb for just standing there. If he does think that, he doesn’t say it out loud.

“There’s another room at the far end down the hall, you can use that one,” he tells you, matter-of-factly, as though you wouldn’t retort. (You don’t, but it’s annoying that he takes it as a given.) “And there’s only one key, but I’ll make a copy tomorrow and pass it to you.”

How romantic. The first night of your new life together and he’s relegated you to the far end of the house to sleep alone. You’re sure it wouldn’t be past him to enforce a rule of minimum contact at this point.

“Yeah, sure.”

You’re trying not to make a big deal out of this, because what would it even amount to? It’s not like you can get out of this, or else what’ll that do? Just impact your sister. But still, it completely sucks that your husband isn’t someone you love, isn’t someone who even wants to give it a shot, isn’t someone who’s willing to make himself bearable to live with.

An exhausted sigh leaves Sae’s lips as he tosses the keys onto a tray placed carefully atop the kitchen island. “I don’t think I need to remind you, but I didn’t want this and I think neither do you,” he says, his eyebags more apparent now that some of his makeup has caked off. “So I’ll keep out of your way if you keep out of mine.”

Spoken as if he truly hates your guts.

The wariness from everything that happened earlier—the wedding, the entertaining, the scepticism, your unwilling husband. What’s supposed to be a typically happy occasion has drained the complete life out of you, though it deigns to strip your hope entirely. Some nauseatingly optimistic cell in your brain is telling you that you still have to try, that it takes longer for some people to warm up to you, that if you give up then this might really just be it for the rest of your life.

So you nod your head and force a smile, even when Sae doesn’t return it, even when you know he won’t. “Mhm, okay,” you say, obediently, even though Sae just looks on at you emotionlessly, the only sliver of human that you see in him being the slight furrow of his brows. When he turns to walk back to his room, you call a goodnight! to him. All it gets you is a grunt of acknowledgement before he slams the door once he’s in.

Trudging your bags behind you, you dump them on the floor of your bedroom. The walls are pearly white, and the dresser is huge, a top-to-bottom mirror rests on the wall next to the closet. There’s even a bathroom inside, too, though you’d bet it’s smaller than the one Sae’s room has. 

It’s all very nice. Expensive, like the suite of a five-star hotel, and decorated lavishly.

But that’s all this is.

Nice. On the surface. It’s nice only to the eyes. Yet it can’t shake the foreboding feeling inside you that nags at you, warning you that Sae is just going to get even worse as you go.

Right as you’re about to spiral into a descent, you get a text from Reo.

You smile at his offer. Maybe if this was a few years ago. Maybe if both of you had acted on it when you knew the feelings were there. It’s been too long since then, everything that could’ve been is not—but what is doesn’t seem to have any hope of working out. 

Sighing to yourself, you make a mental reminder in your head to keep trying tomorrow. After all, you’re probably the only hope this sham of a marriage has at making it.

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I had to do a fluffy Hook holiday fic

Summary: The reader faces the gloom of a lonely Holiday weekend until Tyler invites her to spend the weekend with the Senerchia family.

With the holidays fast approaching on the weekend, the AEW roster enjoy their last show before their small vacation. You've just finished up a match against Skye Blue and are headed backstage to the locker rooms when you run into Tyler hanging around. 

"Hey, Tyler." You wave at the stoic enigma that is Taz's heartthrob son. 

"Hey, Y/N." Tyler waves back at you, pushing off the wall at the same time. "Nice win over Skye, by the way." He adds. "I see that training with my dad has been paying off." 

You bounce on your feet with an eager smile. "It really has!" You agree. "I've been feeling so much more confident in the ring since Taz started giving me pointers. And training with you probably helped as well. Only a little though." You joke with a laugh. 

"Well, my dad is the mastermind, not me, after all." Tyler jokes with you. "Anyway. What are you doing this weekend? Any plans for the holidays?" He casually asks. 

"No, not really." You shrug. "My mom and stepdad are going to the Bahamas for a week. And I guess they assumed that I'd be busy. Because they didn't invite me." You explain, trying to hide the disappointment in your tone.

Tyler's eyebrows twitch in surprise at your answer. He can tell that you're faking a carefree smile, and he hates seeing you upset. "Damn, Y/N. That sucks." Tyler frowns. 

"You're telling me." Your voice cracks as you fake another laugh. "Anyway. I totally need to grab a shower. So, I'll talk to you later, Ty." You quickly dismiss yourself before the urge to cry rears its ugly head. 

Tyler silently watches you hurry past him toward the locker rooms. His jaw twitches in frustration that he didn't stop you. But an idea pops into his head and he takes off to find Taz before the show ends. 

After some searching, Tyler finds his dad hanging out in catering before the Rampage taping starts. 

"Tyler! What's going on, kid?" Taz greets his kid with a friendly smile. 

"Hey, Dad." Tyler nods and sits down next to him. "I actually came by to run an idea by you." He explains. 

Taz nods and sets down his phone. "Alright. What's up?" He asks Tyler. 

"I was just talking to Y/N after her match with Skye about the holidays, right?" Tyler explains. "And apparently her mom ditched her for the holiday for a trip to the Bahamas. And you know that Y/N is an only child." He adds. "So I was wondering if you cared if I invited Y/N to come home with us for the weekend?"

A chuckle falls from Taz's lips at Tyler's request. He's been training you for around 6 months now. You and Tyler have slowly been building quite an interesting friendship. 

"Of course, I don't mind!" Taz laughs. "I'm sure that your mom would love to have another kid around for the Holiday." He assures Tyler. 

"Cool." Tyler nods. "I'm gonna go ask her right now. I'll text you later, Dad." He takes off with his answer to find you.

Back in the locker rooms you come out of the shower and begin packing up to leave. Your mind is occupied with thoughts about how you're going to spend your holiday weekend alone so it takes a moment to realize someone is knocking on the door. 

"Crap!" You curse and hurry to the door when you finally hear the knocking. "Yeah? Oh! Hey, Tyler." You find Tyler standing on the other side of the door. "Come in." You step aside and let him in the locker room. 

"Thanks, Y/N." Tyler smiles and steps inside the room.

You shut the door and turn back into the room. Tyler has made himself at home in a chair next to your bags. "So." You walk over to him. "What's up?" You ask casually. 

"Yeah, so, I felt kind of bad that you have to spend the holidays alone," Tyler explains. "So I asked my dad if he was cool with you coming home with us. And he said that he'd love to have you. Only if you want though." 

"Oh!" You reply with surprise. "That's really nice of you and Taz, Tyler." You admit sheepishly. 

Tyler nods, realizing that he might be acting a little forward with you. "Sorry. Like I said, it's only if you want." He assures you. 

"I know!" You nod. "Yeah, I'd love to come home with you guys if it's really no trouble." You agree to his offer. 

"It's not. Trust me." Tyler chuckles. "My dad really likes you! Maybe even more than me." He jokes. "And my mom is bound to like you too." He adds. 

You and Tyler fine-tune your travel plans and the next morning you are on the plane back to New York with Taz and Tyler. 

Upon your arrival, Tyler shows you around the house and to the guest bedroom where you'll be staying for the weekend. "I'll let you get your stuff put away." Tyler leaves you at the door of the guest room. "My room is right across the hall." He points to the closed door directly across the hall. "So just let me know if you need anything." 

You and Tyler are busy putting your stuff away upstairs so Taz takes some time to talk with his wife. 

"She's awfully cute," Theresa comments on you, having only briefly seen Tyler drag you up the stairs upon arrival. "And Tyler seems to really like her." She adds. 

"Oh, there is definitely something there, yes." Taz chuckles. "But don't tell Tyler that. Because he'll just deny it." 

Taz and his wife both laugh and catch up for a bit. A while later you and Tyler come back down the stairs after having settled in a bit. 

"You have a lovely home, Mrs. Sererchia." You compliment Tyler's mom with a friendly smile.

"Thank you, sweetie." Theresa smiles back at you. "I hope that you can enjoy yourself this weekend. And get some much-needed rest." She adds. 

You match the woman's warm smile and nod. "I'm sure that I will. It's really cozy here." You admit. 

Over the weekend Tyler introduced you to some of the Holiday traditions of the Senerchia family. You help decorate the tree and house, bake cookies, and see a parade. On Christmas Eve you play some games with the family and share drinks before Taz and his wife head to bed for the night. 

You and Tyler stay up and watch a few movies while casually chatting about work and some other stuff. 

"This was a really nice weekend, Tyler. Thank you for inviting me over." You thank Tyler from your spot snuggled up on the couch beside him. 

"Yeah, this weekend was really nice." Tyler agrees with you. "What time is it?" He asks and glances at the clock on the wall. 

You glance at the clock on the wall in the dimly lit room. "It's almost 2 am." You answer him. "Why?"

"So it's officially Christmas then?" Tyler replies. 

"Yeah. Again, why?" You ask him again. 

Tyler slips off the couch in almost a hurry before he turns to you. "I'll be right back. Stay here." He asks you. 

You nod and watch Tyler hurry up the stairs. With him gone, you sit up on the couch and wonder where he's gone in such a hurry. A few seconds later you hear him fly down the stairs and rush back to your side with something in his hand. 

"Here!" Tyler shoves a small wrapped present your way. 

"You got me a gift?" You take the present from him gently. "Awe, Tyler. I didn't get you anything though." 

Tyler shakes his head and gestures for you to open it. "It's fine!" He insists. "Just open it now so I don't have to listen to my mom bug me about it in the morning." He asks you.

"Okay." You nod and unwrap the paper to reveal a velvet box. Your heart skips a beat as you open the box and find a necklace inside that sparkles in the room's low light. "Oh my god, Tyler." You look back up at him watching you intently. 

"Do you like it?" Tyler asks you. As if the look on your face isn't enough. 

Flabbergasted by the expensive sparkling necklace in front of you, words seem impossible for a moment. "Ty, of course, I like it! It's beautiful!" You assure him once you've regained the ability to talk. 

"Great! I knew you would!" Tyler beams. "Here, let me put it on you." He gently picks the chain up and moves to help fasten it around your neck. 

Tyler secures the clasp into place and steps back. You look down at your chest and admire the way it sparkles against your skin. "Now I really feel bad that I didn't get you anything." You bite the inside of your lip sheepishly. 

"You're here," Tyler replies and steps closer to you. "And that's kind of all I wanted for Christmas." He admits. 

"Just me?" You answer him with an amused smile. 

"Just you," Tyler confirms and leans in for a kiss. 

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[randomshitwhore]

MW2 Boys & Valeria + kissing them under the mistletoe <3

-> aww love, something I dont have but proceed to write about constantly LMAO. waiting for the day ill have a partner on/during Christmas and experience this but until now, my MW2 boys and Valeria(for my gay ass) will do <3

featuring: simon "ghost" riley, john "soap" mactavish, alejandro vargas, rodolfo "rudy" parra, john price, and valeria garza

Simon "Ghost" Riley

he probably wouldn't understand what to do when you casually point it out

since he struggles around the holidays due to unfortunate circumstances (iykyk), he hasn't really been up to date on the latest Christmas traditions or any for that matter

you'd probably have to explain that when two people are caught under the mistletoe, you were supposed to kiss (with consent!)

he would agree and probably just give you a standard smooch the first time, but in the days leading up to Christmas, the kisses would become more and more romantic each day

probably by next Christmas, there isn't no doorway that doesn't have mistletoe above it

John "Soap" MacTavish

I can tell this man is a total sucker for mistletoe kisses

would be the one to put it up AND point it out to you in the cheesiest way possible

"oh look mistletoe, wouldn't be a total shame if you came over here"

literally gives the best kisses ever, mistletoe or no mistletoe

totally dips you when kissing and smiles into the kiss (when is it gonna be my turn ;-;)

Alejandro Vargas

papi vargas <3

same as ghost, mistletoe is everywhere

and when I say everywhere, I mean everywhere

you literally can't escape this man kissing you every chance he gets

also would probably dip you while kissing but if your doing cooking, aims straight for the neck (again, when will it be my turn?)

Rodolfo "Rudy" Parra

omg literally the sweetest human alive

honestly can see him putting up the mistletoe with you and tying little pieces in with your presents he got you

just like soap, favorite holiday tradition ever

steals kisses whenever he can

lips, cheek; doesn’t matter

as long as you guys are caught under it together or if you’re doing something under it, you get your sweet ass he’s running over to give you a kiss

Captain John Price

again, sweetest and most wholesome man alive

just seems like the type to just get so fucking excited when Christmas time comes around

just seeing you happy is enough for him

seeing the mistletoe and you looking at him just makes him feel 10x younger

would def pick you up bridal style and kiss you under the mistletoe

(ugh what a DILF, love price so much)

Valeria Garza

cartel mommy <3

literally gets so fucking excited when Christmas comes around

will definitely get matching pajamas

this woman doesn't need mistletoe around to kiss you, honestly

definitely, the type to sneak up behind you and just wrap her arms around you while your decorating, that's when she catches the mistletoe being hung up

"mi vida, if you wanted a kiss, all you had to do was ask"

(UGH I FUCKING LOVE HER SO MUCH, MEOW)

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[sleepyhead0720]

cna you write Sanji x reader, where Sanji is jealous. So reader wanna buy something for Sanji a birthday and aks zoro to help her with blade knowledge ( she wanna buy him a good kitchen knife) , bur he aussumes she has a crush ?

Sure! Ty for requesting<33

Masterlist

I love you, not him

You have had a crush on a certain love cook for a while. Long enough for Zoro to notice the obvious lovesick looks you sent to him,

“Oi, out of everyone why that swirly brows?

“H-huh??”

When zoro approached you about it,

You finally caved in and asked for his help.

“His birthday is coming up, could you help me?”

“Why me??”

“Because you know the most about blades and since I want to get Sanji some new cooking materials I need your help! Besides I don’t wanna get teased by nami or Robin”

He agreed once you promised him to buy him a lil something for his birthday too

So once the ship docked the two of you went to explore the island together in search of cooking materials

On your way off the ship though, you felt like you were being watched by someone.

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“Zoro! What about this one??”

You waved the sharp object around

“No, it’s too long, and stop waving it around!”

He grabbed your hand to stop you before grabbing the knife and putting it back

You sighed

“We’ve been to five shops and we haven’t gotten a single knife for his birthday!”

“We’ll find one eventually if ya stop complaining!”

You glared at him

“Oi y/n..”

“Yea? Did you find one??”

“No, but that love cook has been following us for the past 30 minutes”

He whispered

“What?? SAN-mph!”

He covered your mouth

“SHH! He’ll hear us!”

You slapped his hand away

“Since when??”

“Since we excited the ship”

“And you didn’t say anything??”

He shrugged

“But I think I have a theory,”

“And what’s that?”

He gestured for you to get closer as he leaned down to whisper something to you

“I think that love cook is a little jealous”

You blushed at the thought

‘Jealous? No way! Does he even like me back??’

You turned to face Zoro with blush still on your face which got even worse once you saw movement in a certain bush

“W-why do you think that??”

“Oh Cmon I know you aren’t that stupid to not notice the extra attention he gives you, especially the glares he gave me once we left together toward the first shop”

“H-he did??”

He sighed

“Yes”

You covered your mouth in attempt to hide your blush

“Well moving on, I think I saw a pretty good knife in that shop right there,”

He pointed at a nearby shop

You calmed down you blush as you nodded, heading to the shop

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As you carefully placed the knife in a safe box you couldn’t help but think about what Zoro told you,

‘Extra attention? To me??’

You always thought he didn’t really like you since he was a little more quiet around you, that’s why you wanted his present to be special! And because your slight crush on the cook

When you and Zoro got back from the shopping, you payed a little more attention on Sanji’a behavior, and that’s when you realized that what Zoro said, was true

‘Maybe he really does like me’

You tried not to think about it much since you didn’t want to get your hopes up just in case

Zoro really was helpful the whole day so you decided to give him a little something since he was so much help

You looked yourself on the mirror and eventually got lost in your own thoughts

“Y/n-swan? Are you in here?”

Sanji’s voice interrupted your thoughts

“Yea m here! I’ll come down in a sec!”

You said not looking back as you fixed your makeup/hair

“Y/n-swan! You look lovely as always!”

He said with little hearts in his eyes

“Ah thanks Sanji! Oh! And happy birthday to you birthday boy”

He smiled back warmly

“Ah your too kind y/n-san!”

You giggled

“Oh! I totally forgot! Here”

You grabbed the safe box and gently gave it to him

“I wanted to give you this a little early because I just couldn’t wait!”

“Y/n-san! You shouldn’t have!”

You smiled back at him

“I had to! You deserve it after all!”

He took the box and softly opened it to reveal a sharp yet shiny knife inside along with a little note that read, ‘Happy birthday lover boy’

He blushed softly

“W-when did you get this?”

“Oh I got it yesterday when I got off the island!”

“But you were with Zoro the whole time!”

You tilted your head

“Yea… to get you this, Zoro is an expert on everything sharp yknow?”

You looked at him curiously

“Wait, how’d you know I was with him the whole time?”

He looked down as if he was ashamed

“I-erm…may have thought that you had a crush on that moss head and gotten a little jealous…. Just a little though!”

Your eye’s widened

He stayed quiet blush growing in his cheeks

“I-l…I sorta have got feelings for you y/n-san,”

He kept looking down as if waiting to get rejected

You blushed hard

“I…you do?”

He nodded,still not looking at you

You softly smiled

“M glad! Because I do too!”

He looked at you shocked

“Really?”

“Really”

He kept looking at you, as if expecting something, anything!

“A-and you aren’t kidding?”

“Nope!”

You smiled and carefully approached him before wrapping your arms around him

He hesitantly returned the gesture, both of you still blushing hard

“I love you, not him”

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Sorry this is so long-

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[wonwooslibrary]

svt as boyfriends ♡ seungkwan edition

member: seungkwan x gn!reader genre: fluff, bullet points, established relationship word count: 834 summary: seungkwan's boyfriend things <3 warnings: mentions of kissing & mentions of food author's note: today is a sad day :( happy moonbin day & i hope he is resting in peace. in honor of moonbin day and woozi releasing what kind of future, here is some small seungkwan things to cheer everyone up. please take care of yourself!

He is the soft and cuddly teddy bear boyfriend and I love him for it 

There is this one guy on TikTok who like…gets dressed in front of the camera and shows his outfits as a plus-size man and istg that is Seungkwan’s vibe and !!! 

He also gives coffee dates and light academia and book boyfriends 

Quality Time 

Loves scrolling through social media with you before bed 

Dates! Oh gosh he loves taking you out and getting boba or ice cream :3 

Seungkwan’s definitely a big fan of watching a series with you too - like you would go to Netflix or something and find something you both want to watch but haven’t started yet and it becomes YOUR show 

Prefers to go out and explore with you rather than stay in (he’s an extrovert, what can I say?)

Loves teaching you things he loves! Like, for example, he would try to teach you a Wonder Girls dance and you guys would have so much fun with it 

Also loves being with you in moments of sadness - you’re his person and you make him feel strong, so he’s not ashamed to be with you and cry around you

At first, he would be super embarrassed to meet your friends, but after a while, they’d love him and he would be more comfortable around them

Words of Affirmation

Is always saying stuff like “You worked so hard!” or “I’m so happy that you are the one I get to spend my life with” 

I feel like he is very picky with his nicknames…like he would never use food related ones like “cutie pie” because they are overused, but he would love something like “sweetheart” brb sobbing 

Seems to enjoy receiving compliments too! Like you tell him that you loved the singing cover that he did and he’ll scream 

Also uses songs and lyrics as a way to express his love for you! Nothing fits more than music 

Was really shy when you first got together and would blush any time you spoke to him or even looked in his direction

Totally keeps a photo of you guys as his lockscreen on his phone, but one that he edits with cute stickers (aka he always places his phone screen-up so if someone asks about it he can talk about how much he loves you) 

Physical Touch

HE LOVES CUDDLES 

He is a clingy bf but in the way that if he has the chance to cozy up with you under a soft blanket with a movie playing in the background, he totally would go for it 

Loves when you play with his hair, but always manages to mess yours up and then feel super bad about it 

If he wants a kiss or something and you say no, he’ll be really pouty and sad about it until you agree, but of course with that look on his face, you can’t say no for too long! 

At the beginning of your relationship, he would try to hold your hand but get embarrassed but you love it 

Rests his head on your shoulder a lot :( 

Man survives on back rubs and hugs 

Acts of Service 

Loves turning on the shower or setting up a cozy bath for you <3 

Always offers you his coat when you go on walks together because he is afraid of you getting sick 

If you’re in pain or sick he’ll always do small things like brushing or tying your hair up, tying your shoes or even zipping your coat up 

Asks if you’re drinking water and making sure to eat throughout the day because it makes him sad when you forget and then are living off of snacks 

Likes making you calming tea before bed and makes sure that you take your vitamins/medication every morning/night

In the winter, he’d always shovel or clean off your car for you, so you don’t have to get up early and do it because he knows how much rest you need :((( 

Always sends good morning and good night texts when you are apart, just to let you know that he is thinking about you 

Gift Giving 

LOVES giving you his hoodies, as it makes him feel warm on the inside he’s so cute 

Also loves the idea of having those matching hoodies or phone cases, but when you tell him that those are too embarrassing, he’ll settle for something small like just wearing the same colors scheme or having matching bear keychains 

Makes you playlists when he finds a lot of songs that: he wants to show you, reminds him of you, or makes him feel strong emotions 

If he goes on any trip without you, he’ll always bring you back something cute, like a seashell or a snowglobe

Goes all out for your birthday or holidays that you celebrate - he is not afraid to spend hundreds of dollars on squishmallows if that is what you like 

He’s a simp when it comes to gift giving

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