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jinnie-ret · 26 days

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cigarette duet

poly!stray kids x ninth member!reader

genre: angst, fluff at the end

content warnings: smoking, mentions of rehab, mentions of recovery

word count: 3k

summary: you get hounded by your boyfriends after they catch you smoking. how will they react when you disappear and go off the radar?

requested: @ihrtlix

It has been a while since I've written! I'm sorry it's taken me so long to get around to the requests for this event but I'm getting back into the swing of things! Hope you enjoy! Please don't take offense to any opinions presented in this imagine. Enjoy! And if you want to be tagged in anything I write please lemme know! <3

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Perhaps you had smoked one too many cigarettes last night. Waking up the next morning after battling your stresses with the addictive feed of nicotine, your throat felt dry, hoarse, scratchy even.

"Baby, are you sure you're not sick?" Felix fussed, placing his hand delicately on your forehead to gain an idea of your temperature. "I mean, you don't feel hot, but maybe you're coming down with something?"

"I'm fine, love, just need some water," you kiss his hand that was pulling away from your face, offering a reassuring smile after clearing your throat.

And in your mind, that was enough. You didn't notice the little things that your boyfriends did however.

"Binnie, what are you doing? You look like a perv haha," Hyunjin giggled at the sight of Changbin rummaging through the laundry basket and sniffing your hoodie.

"Ssshhh, keep it down. And plus, it's not being pervy, people in relationships do it all the time. It's comforting smelling each other's clothing," Changbin righteously pointed out to his boyfriend, puffing his chest before adding, "well, normally it is..." he sighed.

"Woah that's mean, you can't say our girlfriend smells," Hyunjin pushed Changbin's shoulder, laughing again but with wide eyes this time round.

"No, no, you've got the wrong idea anyways. I think... I think Y/N's been smoking. I can smell it on her hoodie," Changbin sighed, tossing the white hoodie of yours back into the washing basket that was full to the brim. He was about to continue his spiel of conspiracies until he jumped when your arms wrapped around behind him.

"Aw, babe, are you doing the washing? Thank god for that, I was worried it would never get done," you squeezed him tightly once more before kissing him on the cheek and continuing your venture into the kitchen, Felix trailing behind you.

"I think she's getting sick, I'm gonna see if we have any meds in the cupboard, or some throat sweets at least," Felix pouted as he walked past his two boyfriends, Hyunjin ruffling his hair on the way.

Changbin threw a meaningful look at Hyunjin, alarms going off in his head because it only added more fuel to the blazing fire of thoughts in his head.

"Look, we don't know that she is smoking for sure. Maybe she's just been around some friends that are?" Hyunjin whispers hurriedly, yet this caught Seungmin's attention, and his ears too.

"Huh? What are you talking about?" Seungmin casually stood between the two, grabbing laundry detergent and capsules from the cupboard to act natural yet because practical at the same time.

"I'll explain later, to all of you. I'm just a bit concerned," Changbin sighed, rubbing his hand across his face before actually making a start on the chore at hand.

It was an escape for you, much like it was for other people who smoked cigarettes. And plus, you hadn't been doing it for long. You thought what could the harm be when you didn't do it a lot? Plus, it was handy that none of your boyfriends batted an eyelid in the studio when you said you wanted to go outside for some air. In fact, it gave the opportunity for Changbin to lay out his thoughts to the rest of your boyfriends who hadn't yet heard his observations.

"Y/N... I don't think she'd do that, I can't picture it," Jeongin shook his head, shaking his hands in confusion because the picture being painted in front of them seemed very unlikely and it wasn't a nice one to think of.

"And she knows it's too risky. First of all we're idols. I hate to say it but we have to think about that first in situations like these. Even when we're drinking we've got to be careful. If you're right about this, Binnie, then..." Chan groaned, leaning back into his seat with a huff.

"But she did just go out 'for some air'," Han added on, brows furrowed as he thought what Changbin was saying was quite plausible.

"Ok. We'll go check then," Minho shrugged as he stood.

"What?" Felix too stood up.

"We can't sit here and keep worrying. Let's go check and see for ourselves. If we're wrong... And I hope we are... Then it's fine," Minho grabbed his phone and shoved it into his pocket, scanning around the room for his boyfriends' reactions.

"And if we're not wrong, then what?" Hyunjin voiced his concerns.

"Let's just hope we're not," Chan was first to walk out the door, the rest of Stray Kids following along after him like ducklings and their mother. Apart from this time it wasn't the cute, adorable scene you'd hope for, especially because they could smell the smoke and see your lax figure as soon as they rounded the corner to the back of the building.

"No. Y/N you've got to be kidding me!" Chan snatched the cigarette out of your hand and immediately stomped it out.

"Chan I-" you fumbled on your words, eyes wide as you had all eight of your lovers stood in front of you. And the way they looked at you made you stomach twist into knots you were sure you'd never felt.

Disappointment. Anger. Concern. Indifference.

"Let's talk about this inside," Changbin wrapped an arm around your shoulder as he spoke quietly to you.

Your heart was racing faster. They were going to think the worst. But you had a way out of this. It wasn't even that bad. Sure, over the past month maybe you'd have been spending more money on packs of cigarettes, yet on the inside you felt as if there were worse things you could be doing to yourself.

"Sit," Minho bluntly said, face unreadable, tone void of emotion.

And so you did.

"We'll just have a conversation about this, nice and calm, ok?" Felix nudged Chan in particular with his leg.

It seemed however that it wasn't a conversation, but more of an intervention. A heated one, at that.

"I can't be nice and calm, Lix! Our girlfriend is destroying her body, and for what?" Chan's voice rose ever so slightly, hands squeezing the arms of the chair he was tensely sat in.

"It's just a cigarette," you feebly replied. That backbone of yours was slowly wearing away the more and more anger you felt radiating off of your partners.

"Don't be ridiculous," Seungmin scoffed, "think of the damage it's doing. Think about your career."

"It's more than just the odd cigarette, right?" Changbin prodded, wanting answers to the millions of questions he had. After all, he was the first one to notice how you gradually stopped voicing your concerns to him but still sometimes had the habits that showed your anxiety.

"Well, yes, but-" you began but were cut off.

"No buts. That's... It's, you're hurting yourself, hurting your lungs. Why are you doing this, baby?" Jeongin took your hand in his, concern not the only thing glistening in his eyes, which broke your heart.

"It's just a nice distraction, that's all. It won't go on forever, I'll just stop when I want to," you shrug your shoulders, squeezing his hand to show you meant what you said.

"It's not that easy. Nicotine. It's addictive. You think you can just stop like that?" Hyunjin frowned, shaking his head.

"I know I can," you firmly said, urging them with your voice to trust you.

"I don't know what planet you're living on," Chan shook his head.

"Channie..." Felix bit his lip, feeling torn. On one hand he didn't want your boyfriend to be so tough with you, but he also disagreed with the choices you made, the ones you were making.

"No I'm sorry but Y/N, babe, you've made one of the stupidest choices you could make! Seungminnie is right, Jeongin too. It's damaging for your body, let alone your career. You keep this up, you're not going to be able to sing as well as before. And then it'll get to the point where you can't breathe as well anymore," Chan ranted, fiddling with the bracelets adorning his wrist as he didn't take his eyes away from yours, not once.

"I just told you it's not going to go that far!" your face contorted to one of disbelief.

"That's out of your control," Minho sternly redirected your attention to him.

"Wow. It's like you don't even trust me. I'm not some kid. I can make my own decisions. So what if I'm doing this for a little bit of stress relief? For a bit of fun. It helps me," your voice almost turns to pleading, wanting them to hear you out, hear your reasoning.

"It hurts you, baby. And when it hurts you, it hurts us as well," Han bit his lip after shakily speaking up. He didn't like this situation, not one bit.

"I'm not doing it to hurt you. I'd never do that," your voice wobbled, throat feeling as if it was closing up from the sob that was lodged down there.

"Too late. I mean just look," Chan emptied your handbag, empty packets of cigarettes and some not, falling out onto the floor of the studio.

"Y/N, that's a lot," Hyunjin gasped, clutching a hand on his chest.

"It's not. It's not that bad..." you denied as you knelt on the floor and tidied up the mess.

"You're in complete denial," Seungmin rolled his eyes.

"I'm not! I'm well aware of my actions thank you very much!" you shouted suddenly, causing everyone to freeze at the volume you had just reached.

The guilt set in. It was never meant to go this far. It was just meant to be for stress relief. Something to distract you from the aches and pains, physical and mental. It wasn't long until you'd be performing a special fanmeeting and relearning old choreographies and a cover had you feeling like you were being worked down to the bone. Even iconic dances like God's Menu were hard to remember, and you felt like you had no chance. No choice. It was like it fell into your lap so easily.

The first time you had stood outside to catch some air, it was for that genuine reason. And you weren't alone. You didn't know if the person worked at your company, if you knew them, whatever. But their hand offering you something that could bring you temporary bliss was a solution you were grateful for. Only now, you were seeing that it was short term.

"You need help. Seriously..." Chan spat, grabbing his backpack and storming out of the studio.

"Find a way to end this, Y/Nnie," Felix mumbled, stroking your hair gently before following Chan out with a rush.

"You're all just going to go?" your voice cracked. Were they leaving you now?

"We just need some time," Changbin sighed. And then he was gone too.

"You're leaving me?" you sniffled, standing up to face your boyfriends that were still in the room.

"Not like that, baby. We're just giving you time to think about how you can stop this, ok?" Han stroked your face as he made sure you knew this wasn't the end. And then he left too, Minho, Hyunjin, Seungmin and Jeongin leaving too.

All alone. Perhaps it was what you deserved. You relied on the cigarettes more than your boyfriends. And they were all you had left for the moment. That was when it sank in. You had to make a change. You had to stop this habit form taking over your life, from pushing away the people you love most, and from taking your life away.

•••

"She's sorting herself out at least... that's got to be commendable."

"I guess so. Let's just hope it doesn't get out that a JYP idol is at rehab for smoking."

"It won't. And she's doing well from what I've heard..."

This was the only time Han was grateful for the staff gossiping. Immediately, he felt calmer. Considering the boys had spent the last few days blowing up your phone and worrying where you went, it was an oddly relieving feeling hearing you were at rehab. They had tried asking JYP himself, asking the manager of the company where you were but all they said was that you were safe.

"I know where she is!" Han bursted through the apartment door, slamming it shut behind him as he panted out of breath.

"Woah, woah, ok, deep breaths, let's sit down," Chan, with the darkest circles around his eyes yet, gently sat Han down on the sofa. He felt awful. He thought he had driven you away from them all. From the group. From the relationship. And that had been eating him up inside. It was a wonder he could act so calm with the news of you going into rehab.

"Rehab? For smoking? I didn't even know that was a thing," Seungmin hummed in thought, his arms crossed.

"I didn't either, but I overheard the staff. They say she's doing well. It's a good thing, right?" Han's eyes stared through the souls of everyone gathered in the lounge, begging for some sort of confirmation that things would get better.

"I mean, at least we're a bit more in the know then our own fans about why our girlfriend is on hiatus," Changbin brushed his fluffy, dark hair out of his eye.

"Can't we go and see her?" Felix wondered, lifting his head up from where it rested on Minho's shoulder.

"We shouldn't," Minho quietly sighed.

"Why not?" Jeongin quickly turned to him, mouth parted in shock that he didn't want to see Y/N.

"No, he's right. She's gone there for a reason. To get better. It's what we all said to her, isn't it? We'll see her soon. And when we do... It'll all be better," Chan helped everyone see sense. He was right. You had listened to them. You went and got help and were solving the problem. If they suddenly ambushed you and got in the way of that... You'd be back to square one.

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Today was the day, you were finally going back to the boys. You spent a good 3 weeks at rehab, and had been advised on some good coping mechanisms to take your mind off of smoking and how to create some healthier habits. You had shown good progress and it was deemed acceptable for you to leave and spend time back with your loved ones. And you couldn't lie, you were incredibly nervous. You had dropped a text without reading the spam that littered the groupchat, notifying your boyfriends what time you'd be returning, but after that you once again did not read anything else that was sent.

"Oh my baby, I've missed you so much," Han was the first one at the door, pressing kisses all over your face as he took you into his arms, holding you lightly.

"I've missed you too," you cried immediately, despite the weight off your shoulders.

"You're good now, right, darling?" Seungmin softly tugged you away from Han, both of his hands cupping your face whilst his thumbs wiped away your tears.

"I'm better," you nod through tears, Seungmin pressing a kiss to your head and giving space for your other boyfriends to soothe you and reunite with you. It had only been three weeks, yes, but 21 days had never felt so long.

"I'm proud of you, come here," Changbin scooped you into his arms and lifted you slightly, making you giggle before your feet touched the ground once more.

"Thank you... I'm sorry. I didn't realise what I had done... How far it went, you know?" you began, looking down at the floor as Hyunjin came and wrapped his arms around you from behind, his long arms securing you to him.

"We're just happy to see you here, honey, healthier," he whispered into your ear soothingly.

"And please talk to us in future. We had time to think after that, moment, and we know you were doing it as an escape. But we're here for you," Jeongin pecked you on the lips, your heads pressed against each other for a moment before he too moved away.

"Always, we're always here," Felix reiterated what Jeongin preached, and kisses you as well, noses rubbing against each other as he moved away, a cute expression on his face.

"Come here," Minho opened his arms, and you reluctantly left Hyunjin's arms only to be happy again in the warmth of your other boyfriend's embrace.

"Thank you for waiting, all of you," you swayed with him in his hug, until you pulled away and it was only Chan left.

He stood a few metres away, back to you, shoulders shaking ever so slightly.

"Channie... babe," you sighed, tugging his hand to turn him and face you. His words had hurt you the most but it was also a huge wake up call. "Please, look at me, I'm not mad. I'm so grateful."

"I was too harsh with you," he bit his lip, hard, not wanting to let any tears escape.

"I needed it. Look at me now, I'm here, I'm better, and I've got habits I can stick to instead. Ones that won't hurt me. And they won't hurt you guys either," you looked up at him, one hand running through the hair at the nape of his neck and the other cupping his face.

"I'm so glad you're back... We were worried... Lost without you," Chan admitted, staring up at the ceiling before kissing you deeply, expressing all the emotions he had held back whilst you were gone.

"It's all good now. Plus, you should all be proud of me-"

"We are proud of you, baby," Jeongin cut you off stroking your hair.

"Well, be even prouder because I know how to bake an amazing carrot cake if I say so myself," you laughed, sharing a new skill that had occupied your stress and been taught whilst you were away.

"You can bake with me now! Oh my gosh! It's a miracle!" Felix cheered, tugging you into the kitchen as the other boys chuckled from behind you both.

"I didn't think you meant this very second!"

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kwanisms · 1 year

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Kinkuary 23 Felix — phone sex // mutual masturbation

➥ fwb!Felix x fem!reader summary: Y/N and Felix have a pretty easy going situationship; when one of them is needy and the other is willing, they fall into bed but sometimes Felix gets needy when he’s on tour. wc: 3.9k warnings: afab reader, adult dialogue, fwb relationship, sexual content (minors dni!): phone sex, dirty talk, use of pet names (baby mainly), mutual masturbation, Felix and the reader are completely whipped for each other but won’t admit it cause they're idiots a/n: I'm not gonna lie, I struggled with this piece. Not because it's Felix, I’m actually finding it easier to write for him, when before I found it really difficult. I just struggle with writing phone sex lol anyway, I hope you enjoy this piece, thank you for reading and as always, this is a work of fiction and all characters are not reflective of their respective irl counterparts. for entertainment purposes only. banner made by me. I do not allow reposts or translations of my works. All my works are ©️ kwanisms. Permanent taglist: @yoonguurt @candidupped @dejavernon Kinkuary full taglist: @baldi-2 @wonderfulshinee @lacie220900 @sup-dallyboy @drunk-on-dk @violagoth @mixling-blog @kosmoreads @yourfavoritefreakyhan Stray Kids taglist: @niktwazny303 @g4m3girl @rapmonie2047 @indigo35 @witherednotes @cixrosie @fay-ebrahim @imseungminsgf @yeosayang @flowerboykun @beomgyusbabygirl Strikethrough means I cannot tag you. MINORS WILL BE BLACKLISTED & BLOCKED. Join the taglist!

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Your phone dinged with a notification and you picked it up, rolling your eyes at the picture that had been sent.

Fee👅: [image] Fee👅: this interview is so boring 🙄 You: awww poor baby :c Fee👅: ur supposed to make me feel better ):< You: you’re too far away for me to blow Fee👅: …i didn’t mean like that babe You: i’m teasing Lix. Where are you guys? Fee👅: New York You: Ew York Fee👅: Ew York Fee👅: lol jinx You: what do i owe you? 🙄 Fee👅: how about a picture? 👀 You: hmm. No Fee👅: meanie :< You: hehe :> Fee👅: come on Y/N 😩 You: not the government name 😭 Fee👅: pretty please? 🥺

You sighed and opened your camera app, snapping a picture of yourself sitting at your computer and sent it to him.

Fee👅: what time is it there? You: late lol Fee👅: gee thanks i had no idea 😑 You: you asked ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ You: it’s 3:15 Fee👅: jesus christ Y/N go to bed! You: boo ur no fun Fee👅: i’ll text you later lol go to bed. You: okay dad Fee👅: daddy? ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) You: GOODBYE

You groaned, locking your screen and setting your phone down. Felix was right. You should be going to bed but this spreadsheet wasn’t going to finish itself and your boss had asked for it last minute, promising to pay you double to get it done asap so you jumped at the chance to get that double pay.

When you finally finished the spreadsheet, you emailed it to your boss and crashed, passing out on your bed, barely having the time to pull your covers up before you were out like a light.

The next time Felix texted you, he was in Chicago.

Fee👅: pizza here is atrocious 🤢 You: you’re just uncultured Fee👅: uncultured? Me??? You: i said what i said Fee👅: you are a liar is what you are You: I. Said. What. I. Said. Fee👅: i can’t believe you called me uncultured. Just for that, i’m not sending you the picture i took for you 😤 You: okay 🤙🏻 Fee👅: wait no come back 🥺 you were supposed to ask me to send it You: but you said you weren’t going to send it???

Felix groaned, looking at your texts. You were so infuriating sometimes.

When the two of you agreed to whatever had blossomed between the two of you, he hadn’t expected much out of it. Sure, he got sex with you but it was always strictly sex until it wasn’t.

The first time you called him and invited him over to just hang out, he knew he was screwed. These hangouts became a regular occurence and slowly he started developing feelings which complicated the booty calls even more.

He chose not to say anything because he didn’t want to lose you so he kept it all bottled inside. Keeping things as lighthearted as he could.

That was until you drunkenly let it slip that you liked him. You weren’t talking to him directly. You had been talking to Hyunjin at a party and you drunkenly told one of his best friends that you liked Felix a lot.

Hyunjin of course panicked because he didn’t know what to do with this information but Felix overheard and had been standing a few feet away talking to Han when he heard the words leave your lips.

Ever since then, he’s been waiting for you to admit it out loud to him but when he gave you opportunities to do so, you never did and it was so frustrating and infuriating but he had no right to be mad.

He just wished you would finally admit it out loud to him. He wanted you to tell him that you liked him. Not just say it drunkenly to his friends.

When Felix didn’t respond you sighed and set your phone aside.

It wasn't uncommon for him to suddenly stop texting. He was an idol after all. He had a busy life, a hectic schedule, and appearances to keep up with. Add a world tour on top of all of that and you were surprised to even hear from him at all.

When he was home in Korea, things were a lot easier. There were no time differences, just several city blocks. Even when he was back in Australia, it never seemed like he was that far away because the time difference wasn't that great.

New York, Chicago, LA were all almost an entire world away.

Felix still hadn't responded when you let out a frustrated groan and pushed your phone away, rolling over on your bed. It had been like this ever since you realized your feelings for him were starting to grow.

When you first realized it, you started to invite him over for more than just sex. It had turned into hanging out and watching movies or playing video games, or even making and eating dinner together.

Sometimes it ended with him spending the night and sometimes he went back to the dorms. It had almost become domestic in a way.

When you and Felix first agreed to whatever this was between you, it had been strictly sex. He always talked about how he was too busy to date, he couldn't be seen in public with anyone or rumors would arise, he didn't have the time or energy for a relationship.

You agreed, knowing what you were getting yourself into but when he came over one night when you called and instead of fucking, he realized something was wrong and let you vent out all your frustrations. He held you the entire time and told you it was okay to cry and to let it all out. It was then you knew there was something more between the two of you than just physical or sexual attraction.

Or so you had hoped.

You weren't exactly sure what woke you but you were almost positive it was the buzzing of your phone on the nightstand.

You groggily looked over at the alarm clock that read it was well past three in the morning. Groaning, you grabbed your phone and answered it without checking the screen.

"Hello?" You croaked only to be met with a cheerful laugh on the other side.

"You sound awful, are you sick?"

You sat up quickly upon realizing you'd just answered a call from Felix. You checked the screen to be sure and it was definitely him.

"No," you said, clearing your throat. "I just woke up."

"Oh shit, I forgot to check what time it is there," Felix said, his voice sounding concerned. Glancing back at your clock, it reminded you of the time to relay to the man on the other end of the phone.

"Fuck, seriously? I'm so sorry," Felix groaned. "I should have checked before I called. I can call you later. It's… it's not important. Just go back to sleep, okay?"

Your heart raced, rushing to keep him on the line. It had been so long since you'd heard his voice like this and he'd already woken you up so there was no point in hanging up, right?

"No, it's okay," you replied, leaning back against your pillows. Anything to get to hear his voice for a little longer.

"You sure? I can always call back later." You nodded even though he couldn't see. "Mhm, it's fine," you answered.

"So, what's up? Where are you guys now?"

"Brussels," he answered. "We finished North America last week before hopping on a plane and landing here."

Fuck, had it really been a whole week since you last spoke?

"Oh wow," you said rolling onto your side, keeping your phone by your ear. "I know. Just a little bit closer to home," Felix replied. You could detect the smile in his voice. He was probably excited to come back. He tended to get homesick pretty easily.

"I miss you."

It was so soft you almost didn't hear it but it still sent your heart into a frenzy. "W-what?" you asked, prompting Felix to repeat himself.

"I miss you like crazy," he answered. "I know it hasn't been that long but God I miss you so much." You chewed on your bottom lip, trying to find the right words to reply with.

You recognized that tone in his voice. The longing, the desire, the desperation. You knew because you felt it, too. You missed him, too.

For you it was more than missing the way he touched and kissed you. You missed the way he smiled and laughed at one of your dumb jokes. You missed the way he let you curl up against him on the couch while watching movies. You missed the way he tried to mess you up while racing against each other in Mario Kart.

You missed Felix so much that it hurt physically. It hurt because you knew he didn't feel that way about you.

"Y/N?" he called softly when you didn't answer.

You wiped your eyes quickly and swallowed back the rest of the tears and sobs that threatened to follow. "I miss you too, Lix," you answered, pushing your feelings aside for what felt like the hundredth time. Even if it hurt you to not have him entirely, you knew you'd still get to have him in one way.

"What time is it there?" you asked, trying to divert attention from yourself and back onto him. "Oh, it's after seven," he answered, his voice softer than before. “So it’s not too late,” you replied, wondering what he did today.

“Yeah. We didn’t have anything planned for today. Just resting before tomorrow. So Han, Seungmin, and I went out to explore the city a little. Did some shopping and ate lunch before heading back to the hotel,” Felix explained.

You could hear some rustling on the other side of the phone and wondered if he was in bed too. If it was just after seven, it would be awfully early for him to head to bed.

“What else did you guys do?” You asked, wanting him to keep speaking. His voice was something that was well loved by fans but also by you. The range of his voice was incredible but your favorite was the tone he reserved for you entirely.

“Nothing actually. It wasn’t so much lunch as an early dinner,” he answered, letting out a low chuckle. “I’m so full that I dont want to do anything else.”

“Who are you rooming with?” You asked. You wondered if he was alone. “Hyunjin,” he answered. ‘Typical,’ you thought with a smile. “Tell him I said hi,” you said as you rolled onto your back, staring up at the dark ceiling.

“Oh, I’ll tell him when they get back.”

Your curiosity was piqued as you propped yourself up. “Oh? Where did they go?”

“They wanted to see the night life. We wont get to see it since we’re leaving the day after the concert so this is really the only chance we have to see it,” Felix explained. “And what about you?” You asked.

Felix’s eyes widened upon your question. ‘What about me? Why is she asking that?’ He shrugged, even though he knew you couldn’t see him. “I just didn’t feel like going out.” ‘Yeah, because I wanted to call you instead.’

“And miss the only chance you have to experience the nightlife in Brussels?”

‘You’re more important.’

“Heh, yeah. I guess,” Felix said softly. It was true. The others had begged him to come with them, citing they wouldn’t have as much fun without him until Chris finally intervened. ‘If Felix doesn’t want to go, he doesn’t have to. I’m sure he’ll find something to keep himself occupied.’

Chris was the only one who knew about Felix’s situation with you and he also knew how Felix felt about you. The older man had encouraged him many times ti step up and tell you how he felt but he knew there was no use.

You just didn’t feel the same way.

“Do you want to go out?” Your question came as a surprise to Felix. He knew deep down he didn’t want to but could he tell you that? ‘Man up, you idiot.’

“No.” The word left his lips before he could stop it. “No?” You asked.

“No,” Felix repeated, settling back against the headboard of his hotel bed. “I don’t want to go out. I stayed back on purpose.” ‘That’s it. Keep going.’

“And what purpose was that?” If Felix didn’t know any better he’d think you were seeking information. And who knows, maybe you were.

“I wanted to call you. I promised I would and I got so caught up in the shows and traveling that I sort of forgot to call.” ‘Liar. You were avoiding her.’

“You wanted to call me?” How you could make his body react with just your voice alone, he’d never understand.

“Yeah. I did,” Felix answered, voice dropping lower. “Why’s that?”

‘Goddamn it,’ he cursed mentally, heat rushing to his cheeks as he felt blood rushing straight to his dick. He’d been wanting this since the last time he talked to you but he also just wanted to talk to you.

It never ceased to amaze him how quickly you could turn the conversation around.

“Cause I missed you,” he answered, fingers curling into a fist while he held the phone against his ear with his other hand. “And what did you miss about me?”

Your voice had gone breathless and Felix could only imagine what you were doing on the other side of the line. ‘Everything.’ He wanted to say it so desperately. He missed everything about you.

Your smile, your laugh, your lips, your hands and the way you touched him, both tenderly as you moved him out of your way in your cramped kitchen and the way your fingers would move over his skin as you teased him.

He settled for the obvious answer. “I miss your body.” ‘Idiot. You’re so fucking stupid.’

A ball of disappointment settled in your stomach. ‘Of course,’ you told yourself. ‘You're stupid for thinking he missed anything else.’

You pushed your negative thoughts aside. “What do you miss the most?” You asked, thighs pressing together as his voice came back deeper and huskier when he answered. “Your thighs. I love how soft they are when I grab them but I love how strong they are when you wrap them around my waist.”

‘Holy shit. Okay. That was quick.’

“Hmm, is that right?” You asked, your free hand resting on your stomach as Felix spoke. “God, yes. I love your thighs so much. But you know what I miss more?”

You tilted your head. “Hmm, what's that?”

“I miss your cunt.” That was so direct and… vulgar. It sent blood rushing to your core as your walls clenched around nothing. “Do you, now?”

“Mhm, god I miss you so much, baby,” his deep voice rasped. “I miss you, too,” you admitted. ‘More than you know.’

“I wish I was home so I could come see you.”

“And what would you do if you came to see me?” Your hand on your stomach moved up to squeeze your tit over your shirt. It wasn’t Felix’s hand but it would have to do.

“Well, first tell me where you are. What are you wearing?”

You let out a soft giggle. “Really, 'what are you wearing?'” You asked teasingly. “Don’t play with me,” Felix whined. “Just answer the question, babe.” The use of the pet name made butterflies erupt in your stomach, your heart pounding into a frenzy. Felix was well aware of how much you reacted to the sweet names.

“I’m just wearing a tee shirt and shorts,” you answered. “What I usually sleep in.”

“Take your shorts off for me, okay?” Felix asked. You could hear movement on the other side of the phone. “O-okay,” you answered. “And one more thing?” You heard him ask and raised the phone quickly. “Yeah?”

“Put your phone on speaker.”

Felix waited while you moved, doing as he asked. He could hear your sheets rustle as you moved. Finally you spoke. “Okay, they’re off.” Felix nodded, his free hand resting on his stomach just under his navel. “Are you wearing underwear?” He asked, biting his lip when you giggled on the other side.

“Yeah. They’re lace.” ‘Fuck.’

“Oh? What color?” ‘Please say black, please say black,’ he thought as he pictured the pair he loved the most. “Black,” you answered, making his cock twitch in his pants. ‘Yes!’ Felix’s hand moved over his hardening cock, resting his palm over it.

“Are you touching yourself right now?” ‘Please say yes.’

“Do you want me to?” Your voice asked softly. ‘God yes.’

“Go ahead, baby. Over the lace though. Gotta work yourself up first,” Felix answered as his hand pressed against himself.

“You touch yourself, too,” you said suddenly. The tone in your voice nearly made him groan. “I already am,” he answered with a slight chuckle. “Does it feel good?” you asked sweetly.

Felix pouted. He was supposed to be asking that.

“I was gonna ask you the same thing,” he said with a chuckle.

“It feels nice, but it’s not enough,” you answered, a slight whine in your voice. Felix chuckled again. “Don’t tease yourself too much, baby. That’s my job.” He could hear your breath hitch and just knew you were probably clenching your thighs together. Or trying to.

Hearing a soft sigh on the other end of the phone, Felix could imagine you lying on your bed, one hand between your thighs as you played with yourself.

“I bet your panties are soaked right now,” Felix said, grabbing his now hard cock through his pants when you let out a moan. “'M so wet,” you gasped.

Felix held the phone between his ear and his shoulder as he quickly undid his jeans and pushed them down, kicking them off before taking his phone in his hand again, his other hand now massaging himself over his underwear.

"I want you to slip your hand into panties and keep touching yourself," Felix groaned. "Just like I would if I was there."

He heard your voice shake, a soft moan sounding as you followed his instructions. "Just like that," Felix whispered, slipping his hand into his boxers, pulling his cock free to start slowly pumping his length. "Keep touching yourself for me."

You could hear soft sighs and low moans from Felix's side and tried to imagine him on his hotel bed, stroking himself as he spoke to you through the phone.

"I wish you were here," you groaned, eyes fluttering shut as you traced circles around your clit, imagining it was Felix making you feel this good. You heard him let out a shaky breath. "I wish I was there, too. I want to be the one making you feel so good."

"You always make me feel so good, Felix," you said, moaning his name as your back arched off the mattress. "Fuck, I love it when you moan like that for me. It sounds so hot," Felix replied.

"Go ahead and use two fingers," he instructed. "I know you can take them. You always take my fingers so well." You let out a moan as you pushed two of your fingers inside your cunt, curling them to find that sweet spot that Felix always managed to find every single time. "Fuck, ngh!" You whimpered.

"That's it baby," you heard him groan. "Keep doing that. Fuck yourself with your fingers. Pretend they're mine, baby."

You whimpered as he continued to speak. "I know how much you love it when I finger you while we make out." 'Fuck why does his voice have to sound so sexy?'

You set a pace you were comfortable with and could maintain while listening to Felix's voice as he got himself off to the sounds of you. You could imagine the dim lighting of the hotel room and the white sheets as his hand moved up and down his length.

"Feels s-so good," you whimpered, your fingers pumping in and out of your hole, the lewd wet sound of your pussy filling the room.

Felix groaned loudly on the other end. "That's one of my favorite sounds," he grunted, his voice growing shakier. "That and the sound you make when you cum all over my cock."

You let out another louder moan. "I want your cock inside me so bad, Lixie," you whined. "As soon as I'm back, I'm gonna come to you and fuck you so good you won't even remember I was gone," he growled. Your walls squeezed around your fingers and you drove yourself closer and closer to orgasm.

Your moans and whines were Felix's telltale sign you were about to cum. "You gonna cum for me, baby?" he purred, his voice low and breathy as he continued to pump his cock faster, squeezing and jerking his hand the way you often did.

He wasn't going to last much longer.

"I'm gonna- oh god," you groaned, a whiny and breathless moan leaving your lips as you came. "Fuck, there it is," Felix groaned as his eyes shut, feeling his own orgasm begin to wash over him as he stroked himself. "That's my favorite sound."

As you came down from your high, you listened to Felix finish himself off with a deep moan your ears zeroed in on something he whispered. "Fuck, I love you." It was so soft you almost hadn't heard it and might not have if you hadn't cum first.

The moment the words left his lips, Felix was mentally berating himself for being so stupid. Why did he have to slip up like that? He hadn't realized he'd said it out loud until you went silent. 'Way to go, you fucking idiot.'

You pulled your bottom lip between your teeth briefly, wondering if you'd actually heard him right. 'Did he really just say that?' You knew there was no way your mind could be playing tricks on you.

Deciding to take the plunge, you took a deep breath before responding.

"I love you, too."

Felix had been so occupied with trying to busy himself with cleaning his essence off his stomach after that stupid admission he made in the heat of the moment that the second the words left your lips, he froze. 'W-what?' He stopped and cleared his throat.

"Say that again," he instructed. "Felix," you whined on the other side of the phone. "Please," Felix begged. "Say it again." He heard you inhale shakily before exhaling.

"I love you, too."

The feeling of weightlessness was so immense that Felix thought he'd float right up to the ceiling. 'She loves me back?'

"When did you-?" he asked but you cut him off. "Since we started hanging out more." Felix truly felt like he could fly. You'd developed feelings for him around the same time he'd developed them for you.

He asked you to start from the beginning and you did, finally spilling everything you'd been feeling and thinking. It matched almost perfectly. Your mutual pining, shared romantic feelings, wanting more out of the situationship. You both felt the same way and were scared the other didn't feel that way. You were both dumb.

What a pair of idiots you truly were.

"Okay, I take it back," Felix finally said, having already cleaned up and changed into his pajamas. "What's that?" you asked.

"As soon as I get back, I'm not fucking you," Felix answered.

"I'm taking you on a date."

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Somewhere Along the Way - Part 7: Painted

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Pairing: Will Ramos x fem!Reader

Content Warnings: 18+!, smut, oral (female receiving), unprotected (p in v) sex, shower sex, overstimulation, fluff, will getting a little handsy in the back seat of a cab

A/N: Here’s more of this story :) I had this random thot a while ago and I couldn’t think of a better story to write it for than this one. I worked on this for like three months, but got most of it done in the last few weeks. It’s some of my best and worst work. I love this story so much, I don’t think I’ll ever stop writing for it even if it’s technically finished. Anyways, these two are so disgustingly in love, it makes me sick <3.

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“Are you sure you’re okay?” Will delicately cupped my face, concern flooding his warm eyes.

I offered a small smile and nodded.

“Promise. It’s just a little nausea.”

His thumbs gently stroked the tops of my cheeks. He didn’t seem convinced as his brows furrowed more.

“Don’t frown so much,” I carefully patted his chest, “The paint is gonna crease.”

Will blinked then sighed heavily, pressing our foreheads together. I wanted to wrap him in a big hug, but I didn’t want to ruin Felix’s hard work. Most of it dried down, but the red on his face was still a little wet. He spent so long painting Will, I’d feel horrible if we messed it up. He did such a great job. From hair to just below the waistband of his underwear was covered in black and red paint. Will looked incredible.

I puckered my lips and Will quickly yet delicately pecked them over and over, lingering a little more every time. He pouted as I started to pull away.

“Why are you denying me kisses?”

“Because I don’t think Felix would appreciate having to redo his paint job.”

He tried to kiss me again, but I took a big step back.

“We’ll have plenty of time to kiss after the photoshoot.”

His playful frown gave way to an equally playful smile.

“Promise?”

“Promise.”

I let Will kiss me again, but only twice.

“If you start to feel any worse, tell me and we’ll go back to the rental, okay?” He loosely laced our fingers together, careful not to ruin the paint on his fingers.

“Okay.” I gently squeezed his fingers.

Felix hollered for him. Will hesitated to leave my side until I nodded, sighing before giving me one final peck and joining his friend.

Throughout the photoshoot, Will frequently glanced my way, silently checking in. I gave him a quick smile every time, hoping to reassure him that I was just fine. Eventually his worries eased and he relaxed, much to my and everyone else’s pleasure. He found a nice balance of seriousness and playfulness. Silly faces were shot in my direction while the more stoic expressions were saved for the photographer—except for this one. Will decided this one was especially for me.

He made a show of pointing directly at me, ensuring I had his full undivided attention. I gave him a curious and amused look. A playful glimmer twinkled in his eyes. He extended an arm and curled two fingers, almost like a claw. His other arm bent at the elbow, hand level with his chin. The positioning of his fingers reminded me of the way he sometimes gripped my jaw and neck. I could almost feel his gentle caress on my throat.

Will locked his eyes on me then turned his head with a light tilt of his chin. The intensity in his stare left me rooted in my seat. I held his gaze for as long as I could before I squirmed. Desire stirred in my gut, warming me from inside out. My dress suddenly felt too tight and uncomfortable. No one saw his barely there smirk. It was gone so quick, I almost thought I imagined it.

For the rest of the afternoon, Will decided to make a game of getting me flustered. Frequent heated, sultry looks were shot my way, some captured by the camera, but most were in between shots—reserved specially for me.

I was buzzing by the time the shoot finished. Felix offered his space to Will so he could clean up, but Will declined, using my previous nausea as a cover. Truthfully I’d forgotten all about it. It went away some time ago. Felix insisted on at least paying for our ride back to our rental, an argument that both Will and I lost.

With a promise to swing by again before we flew back home, we piled into the cab. Like clockwork, Will laid his hand on my thigh and started his usual affectionate touches. The rental wasn’t far so the ride wouldn’t be terribly long, but that didn’t stop his hand from wandering. With each handful of skin, he traveled higher and higher, slipping under my dress and silently enjoying the warmth gathering between my legs. I kept my focus on the passing scenery, not wanting to dignify his actions with a response—that was until his pinky brushed against my dampened panties.

I crossed my legs and pressed my thighs together, effectively stopping Will and his inappropriately timed touching. In my periphery, I saw him glance at me with a subtle coy smirk. He tried pulling his hand from my legs, only to realize he could tease me more with the wiggling. The grip I had on him faltered slightly when he pressed his pinky to my center again.

Will took full advantage to maneuver his fingers so they were firmly fixed over my clit. I tried to squeeze my thighs together to halt him, but it only further pressed his fingers more to me. He rotated his wrist, causing his fingers to grind against my clit. I choked back a sigh and tensed my jaw. My cheeks burned.

His free hand slithered across my throat, settling it on the back of my neck. Will turned my head and angled my chin up with his thumb. Eyes full of lustful need saturated me, heightening my own and deepening the crimson hue blazing my face.

“Am I allowed kisses now?” He whispered low enough for just me to hear.

“What—“ he smiled innocently at the crack in my voice, “What about the paint?”

His eyes fell to my lips. “It wouldn’t be the first time I’ve made a mess of your pretty face.”

I’m certain my face was the same shade as the red on Will’s.

“Please, flower,” my eyes fluttered as he pulled my face closer. His breath fanned over my parted lips. “I’m dying to kiss you. It’s been hours.”

Will looked back to my eyes for a moment, his warm brown irises brimming with pure, unadulterated burning desire. Unable to will myself to speak, all I managed was a dazed nod.

The fierce, urgent kiss I expected didn’t come. Instead, Will captured my lips delicately, his kiss full of tenderness and bountiful love. A master of stealing my breath anyway he could, lightheadedness overtook me. My body felt weightless. I gripped his wrist to keep myself from floating away.

His thumb pressed lightly to my pulse. Any remaining air in my lungs escaped. My last, faint gasp of breath allowed Will to slip his tongue past my teeth. The quiet moan I let out was lost between our lips, adding fuel to a slow but steady building passion. I craved more of his practiced and perfected intimate caress. I craved his lips on my skin, following the trails he carved.

I uncrossed my legs, freeing the hand trapped between my thighs and spread them. I hoped he would take my offering, but he slid his hand away, opting to grasp handful upon handful of my thigh. I reached for his hand and guided it back to my aching core.

Will cupped my heat, then roughly clawed and dug his fingers into the soaked fabric barrier denying us both what we wanted. As he was about to slip past, a voice sliced through the world we created.

“Your destination.” The driver spoke.

Will removed his hand from my legs, but still held my neck firmly. He broke the kiss, breathing labored and breath hot on my mouth.

“Thank you,” He said, though I’m not sure if it was to me or the other person.

I’d barely noticed Will reaching over me for the door until I heard it open. My focus was fixed wholly on him and the aroused, frenzied, expression he wore.

“We have to get out, my love.” He pressed a lingering peck to my lips before he nudged me, finally breaking me free of my spell.

His arm wrapped possessively around me, holding me close to him as his hand tightly gripped my waist and hurriedly walked us to the door. He hastily fumbled for the keys, shoving them into the lock with urgency.

As we crossed the threshold, the tension around us thickened, making me hyper aware of the wetness between my thighs and the electric buzz coursing on my blood. Will let me go to lock the door once more. I swallowed thickly when he faced me, eyes heavy with lust. The red around his mouth was patchy and smeared. A little color lingered on the inner part of his bottom lip. Even with the mess, he still looked great.

Will reached for my jaw, gently pulling me back to him. His thumb mindlessly traced an unmarked path along my jaw to my bottom lip. I could almost see all the salacious and vulgar thoughts running freely behind his eyes. He dipped his head and kissed me just as soft and tenderly as he had in the car—maybe even gentler, but just as captivating and breathtaking.

I leaned in after him when he pulled away. He smiled fondly at my neediness. His hand trailed down my throat and across my shoulder. Will’s fingers brushed away the strap of my dress, continuing to trail them softly down my arm until he found my hand. He intertwined our fingers then took a step back, lightly tugging me along to the bedroom.

He led me straight to the bed, and immediately started discarding his clothes. Lost in a trance, I sat, simply watching him strip. The black paint started flaking, creating gaps and streaks where his tattoos started peaking through. Somehow, it made the look a thousand times hotter. My own thoughts began to run wild as he stepped out of his boxer briefs.

His cock sprang free, precum already making a mess of his tip. Eager to please him, I reached out, but Will softly slapped my hand away. He curled his fingers, gesturing for me to stand. He bunched the bottom of my dress and slowly lifted it up over my head, adding to the heap of clothes at his feet. He unclasped my bra with practiced ease and slipped it down my arms. I waited patiently for him to remove my absolutely drenched panties, but he didn’t.

Instead, he gently pushed me back, causing me to clumsily topple onto the bed. Will blantanfly raked his eyes over my mostly exposed body, scanning every inch of my skin and recommitting it to memory. I spread my legs wide, allowing him a nice view of the oasis waiting for him.

His restraint snapped and he pounced, his lips on mine in an instance and my hands tangled endlessly in his hair. His kiss was desperate, hungry and gluttonous, taking everything I could possibly give. This was the kiss I expected in the car—a sloppy mashing of tongues and clicking teeth.

Heavy panting filled the room. I couldn’t suck in enough air into my lungs. Will attached his mouth to my jaw then bit a harsh path down my neck.

He littered the space between my breasts with hasty kisses, leaving a trail of red paint down my skin. Each firm press of his lips and lick of his tongue on my stomach made me gasp. He left no area of my abdomen unkissed.

“Fuck, I love you so much.” His breath was searing hot, branding the words into my flesh.

“I love you too.” I breathed.

Over and over, from hip to hip, he kissed along the waistband of my panties. His heavy handed groping left behind black paint smudges on my thighs. Red smeared across my chest and everywhere on my stomach, showing me exactly where Will had been. My body and skin were a canvas waiting to be covered and painted by him.

His eyes locked on mine as he moved his mouth to the creases of my thighs. The bites he left were quick and sharp, making me hiss in pleasured pain. He nipped closer and closer to my core. I could feel the heat of his breath through the fabric. He closed his mouth entirely around my clothed cunt, tongue pressing against my confined wetness. An airy gasp escaped me.

Will slid his hands up the sides of my thighs, his touch warm and firm, and slipped them under my waistband. He pulled his mouth away briefly, only to tug at my panties with his teeth. His hands did the majority of the work removing the last piece of clothing between us, his teeth being mostly for show.

He stared intensely at the wet spot, then to my dripping pussy. Settling himself comfortably between my legs, he carelessly tossed the garment aside.

Warm breath fanned over my center. Delicate kisses were placed repeatedly to my lips, like he was trying to savor an appetizer. I arched into him, desperate for him to devour me. The buzzing under my skin and coursing through my veins was starting to make me itch. I felt crazed waiting for him.

“Will, please.” I plead.

He grabbed my thighs and spread them wide. Our eyes locked as he licked a long, slow stripe. His eyes rolled back with a deep, low rumble that penetrated my bones. I gripped a fistful of hair and grinded against him. He went easily with my movements, his tongue collecting my arousal as best he could with my erratic pathing. Try as I might to get where I need, I couldn’t.

“Baby,” Will panted, “I love when you use me, but please.”

He untangled my hand from his hair and threaded his fingers with mine.

“Let me do the work, okay? You just lay there and enjoy yourself.”

Will left his spot briefly to softly peck my lips and gave me a sweet, gentle smile. He kept hold of my hand as he returned to his second home.

“This is my favorite place to be.” He said, splitting his time by covering the sensitive skin of my inner thighs with little bites.

Another guttural groan sounded from him as he closed his mouth, encasing me entirely. He wasted no time drinking me in, lapping greedily like a parched man. His tongue teased my entrance, kitten licking straight from the source before experimentally slipping inside.

I tightened my grasp on his hand, choking out a strained gasp and writhing against his mouth. The sudden sensation of his teeth nipping my clit made me jolt. My retort caught in my throat seeing the kind eyes I loved so much clouded in something feral and dangerous, silently demanding me to stay still.

Will punctuated his warning by loudly sucking my clit. I pulled my lips between my teeth, biting down hard in an attempt to keep myself from squirming. His eyes fell shut as his tongue dipped back to my essence, his free hand splaying over my hip. The warmth of his soft touch seeped into me, kindling the calm burning fire spreading through my blood.

He trailed his fingers down, goosebumps following in their wake. The pad of his thumb glided delicately over my clit. He made no move to apply pressure, simply teased with a featherlight caress. A pleading, whiny moan escaped me. Desperately I wanted to press myself more to him, make him give me what I needed, but I fought the urge.

With heavy lids, I glanced down at him, finding him blissfully lost in passion. His movements stopped for a moment when I reached for his hair to brush it away from his brows. Creases formed in the red paint on his lids and faint smudges were left behind on his forehead from his hair. Sweat started cutting through the black paint on his arms and back, exposing even more of his tattoos. I marveled at the sight, rendering myself speechless at the sudden and overwhelming, all consuming love I had for him.

Mine. My love. My Will. My heart and my soul. Everything.

Will traded his thumb for his tongue, only becoming more relentless in his movements. The hold I had on his hand turned vice-like, my nails digging into his skin. If mine hurt from the grip, I knew his did as well.

“Will,” his name tumbled from lips in a clumsy prayer.

“Yes, flower?” He stopped long enough to respond and immediately went back to flicking his tongue against my clit.

“I—“ A long sigh interrupted my words. He flattened his tongue, firmly pressing it to the swollen bud and lightly shook his head side to side.

His approving hum sent vibrations up my spine. The slightest smirk played on his lips as I struggled to remember what I wanted to say. Something resembling a swear sounded from me. My grip on his hair and hand tightened, earning a low rumbling from Will.

Closer and closer I crept to the edge, seeking something, just a little more to push me over to ecstasy. I called his name again, not recognizing my own voice.

Will replaced his mouth with his thumb as he spoke. “What is it, baby girl?”

Words eluded me again, but only momentarily.

“I need more.”

I didn’t even try to mask the pathetic whine I made when he stopped touching me. Softly, I tugged on our intertwined hands. Will followed easily, slowly shifting to his knees to hover over me. Eyes full of love scanned every inch of my face. So much red was missing around his mouth. I wondered just how much of it was smeared across my own.

The delicate touch of his thumb on my bottom lip broke me out of my thoughts.

“Flower?” He whispered, my arousal heavy on his breath.

I raised my hips, brushing my aching and soaking pussy against his incredibly hard cock. He exhaled a shaky breath.

“I need you. Please.” I reached down and wrapped my hand around his throbbing length, gripping firmly as I pumped him agonizingly slow. “Please.”

Will let go of my hand and joined the other on his dick. He guided his tip to my clit, smearing precum as he circled it slowly then dragged along the slickness coating my folds. I whimpered in anticipation feeling him stop where I craved him most.

“Please, Will.”

“Since you asked so politely,” His lips found mine, followed by the sweetest smile known to man; my heart skipped.

We both watched as Will eased into me, connecting and becoming one with one another. Simultaneous sighs breezed past our lips. His head rested on my chest, his breathing already labored, the heat searing my flesh. I wrapped my arms around him and snaked one set of fingers into his hair while the other ran across the expanse of his back.

My pussy pulsed around his throbbing cock, causing him to groan. Will nuzzled his face in the crook of my neck while pressing our chests flush. His lips covered the sensitive skin in light kisses.

We laid there for what seemed like a lifetime, enjoying the feel and closeness of each other.

Will peeled his face away from my neck and pressed our foreheads together. He licked my bottom lip into a slow, passionate kiss. The taste of me on his tongue made me dizzy.

My moan was lost between our lips as he started thrusting just as slowly as our kiss. I felt every inch of Will, delighted by the fullness and stretch. His body was slick with sweat and so hot against mine. I tenderly raked my nails up and down his back, feeling paint gather underneath them. A shudder spread through him and he broke the kiss with a quiet gasping breath.

“Have I ever told you how much I love you?” He buried his face in my neck.

“Once or twice.” I chuckled lightly, the sound quickly transforming into a pitchy whimper when he picked up his pace and the tip of his cock brushed against my spot.

Silence fell over us, the only sounds that of our heavy intimate breathing and skin. I arched, desperately seeking more. Will slipped a hand under my knee and pushed my leg back. My pussy clenched as his cock sunk deeper inside, hitting where I needed with a steady rhythm. He sucked wet kisses along my neck, trailing them down to my collarbone, then back again.

Will hooked my leg around him then slipped his hand between our bodies. I tossed my head back, giving him more access to my neck and throat. The rough sensation of his teeth, his quick, purposeful circles on my clit, and his deep, deliberate thrusts created a euphoric blend of intense pleasure.

He crashed our lips together in a messy, desperate kiss. His hips snapped with force and finally I toppled over the edge I’d been seeking. My body trembled under his. I hugged him closer to me for stability and because I wanted to feel all of his weight crushing me. It became increasingly difficult to stay liplocked as he chased after his own release.

I spoke his name like a mantra, repeating it over and over as if I didn’t know any other word. My obscene, pleaing moans shattered his resolve and Will unleashed a grunt so low and profound in my ear, it rattled my brain. His seed spilled endlessly into me. Even after he emptied, he stayed buried, ensuring I received every last drop.

His arms slipped under my back and slowly brought my body to his. He sat back on his knees with me nestled as closely as possible. The shift in position allowed his cock to sink impossibly deeper in my pussy, making me feel fuller than ever.

“Just wanna hold you.” Will mumbled against my breast, placing a kiss right over my heart.

I threaded my fingers through his mess of hair while he ran his hands across every inch of my back, like he was afraid I would evaporate right before his eyes. I desperately wanted to shower, but it would have been cruel of me to deny Will.

How long we stayed tangled together was anyone’s guess. Numbness started to creep into my legs and I could only imagine how asleep Will’s were.

“Baby,” I spoke softly and gently pulled his head back so I could see his face.

My heart ached at the calm, blissed out admiration pouring from his eyes. I smiled sweetly and cupped his jaw.

“As much as I’d love to stay like this forever, we really need to shower.”

His silly pout pulled at my heart more.

“Do we have to?”

I pecked his lips. “Yes. I’m sweaty, sticky, and you got paint all over me.”

He smirked mischievously. “I certainly didn’t hear you complaining.”

Heat spread blazed across my face and Will laughed.

“You’re so pretty all the time, but especially when you’re flustered.”

I tried to wriggle from his grasp but he pulled me closer with a giggle. Still, I wiggled, causing us to fall back in a heap on the bed. Will kissed all over my face, making me erupt in my own fit of giggles.

Once he felt my face had sufficiently been covered in kisses, he peeled away from me, pulling me up with him. Will cupped my jaw and gave me a proper kiss.

“Let’s get you cleaned up.”

Hand in hand, Will walked us to the bathroom. He stopped in front of the mirror and stared at our reflections. Truly, my body had been a canvas for him. Black and red streaked across my chest and stomach, all the way down to my legs. Black streaks highlighted pieces of his hair, mostly likely from the paint on my hands. We shared a glance and burst into laughter.

Fighting back lingering giggles, I rummaged through my things for makeup wipes while Will started the shower and grabbed our matching robes. Red marked everywhere around my mouth and neck, coming off easily with the wipe.

Will rejoined my side, placing a kiss on my cheek and his hands on my hips. He watched intently as I scrubbed off the mess he made on my face. I pulled two wipes and handed them to him. His paint came off less easily and left behind slightly stained skin, especially on his eyes.

His pout melted my heart. I handed him a third wipe when he asked. He managed to wipe a little more residue away, the red lines on his cheeks now not as harsh or noticeable.

Satisfied, he guided us to the waiting steam filled shower. Warmth penetrated my skin, seeping into my muscles and then bones. I sighed heavily, already feeling better. Will let me greedily soak in as much heat as I wanted before squeezing himself under the stream, eyes closed and equally enjoying the comforting warmth.

Trails of red trickled down his face, blending with black. I reached for his shampoo and squeezed some into my palms. Carefully, I stood on my tiptoes so I could lather it through his curls. His eyes shot open.

“What are you doing?”

“Washing your hair?” I replied, just as confused as him.

“You don’t ne—“

I silenced him with a kiss.

“Hush. I want to. Just lean down so it’s easier for me.”

Will stared for a beat then did as I asked. Tenderly, I massaged the shampoo through his locks, gently scratching my nails along his scalp. His entire body visibly relaxed and he quickly turned into putty. I could feel the groan he let out in my fingers.

“That feels so fucking good. You have no idea.” He grabbed my hips and gave them an affectionate squeeze.

I scrunched the suds delicately through the rest of his hair, happy to see the red lifting. Will subconsciously mimicked the movements of my fingers and hands, his own softly kneading the flesh on my hips.

“I’m gonna rinse now,” I said, reaching for the shower head, “Keep your eyes closed, okay?”

The grunt he made caused me to snicker.

Once I was certain the shampoo had thoroughly been rinsed, I meticulously applied conditioner, taking great care with my motions. His hands traveled to my waist when I began rinsing again.

“I don’t know what I did to deserve you, but I’m so fucking grateful.” Will professed unexpectedly.

My heart fluttered.

“All I’m doing is washing your hair, Will.”

He grabbed the shower head from me and blinked away the water falling into his eyes as he stood back at full height. Shining, bright happy eyes stared deeply in mine.

“You’re doing so much more than that.” Will kissed my forehead. “You’re spoiling me and I fall more in love every time I see your face.”

Stunned, my mouth hung slightly open. It’s nothing he hasn’t told me before, but his sudden proclamation rendered me speechless.

He pressed another kiss to my forehead then reached for his shampoo. I looked at him confused.

“I can’t be the only one getting spoiled, flower.”

“Yeah, but—“

Will quieted me with a kiss. “I like when you smell like me.”

His hands tenderly worked the shampoo into a nice lather. Eyes falling shut, I sighed contently as he lightly dragged his fingers across my scalp. Faint goosebumps pricked behind my ears and spread to the tops of my shoulders. More trailed down my back, following the cascade of warm water and suds.

I didn’t speak a word, allowing myself to enjoy and soak up his gentle affection. I barely noticed when he finished with my hair until the lavender and thyme scent of my body wash hit my nose. The contrast of the cool gel on my warm skin sent a shiver down to my toes. I made a move for Will’s body wash, but he stopped me.

“Noo,” He whined, “Use yours. It smells good and makes my skin super soft.”

How could I say no to that?

Comfortable silence settled over us, focusing solely on the intimate, soapy caress of hands and sponges. It was incredibly satisfying to watch the paint melt away. Heated, love filled glimpses paired with stolen featherlight kisses and coy smiles. Will spent an eternity running his hands over my breasts, down my stomach and back again. I spent mine tracing the lines of his back tattoo, admiring the intricate details and the warm softness of his skin.

I brushed my lips up his spine, relishing in the shudder that rattled his limbs. I snuck my hands around to his chest, grabbing the shower head from him and switched it to the massage setting. Slowly, my fingers wandered his pecs while I moved the pulsating water stream over his stomach. Will leaned back against me, a quiet gasp escaping him.

He gripped the hand exploring his chest as I moved the shower head lower, following the curves and dips of his v-line. I wished I could see the expression on his face.

Will stopped my wandering hand and brought it to his lips, placing a barely there kiss to my wrist, then to my palm and each of my finger tips. A purposeful and deliberate kiss was placed on the underside of my ring.

Distracted by the loving gesture, Will managed to slip the shower head from my other hand and turn us around. My back was now flush to his chest. He pressed his growing erection against my ass. Shameless he grinded, making sure I could feel him growing with every movement.

“Flower,” Will started, moving the shower head from my shoulders to my chest, “have you ever used one of these on yourself?”

He accentuated his question by slowly sliding his cock between my folds. My head fell into his shoulder as I felt the pulsing water on my nipples. A breath fluttered past my lips.

“I’m not answering that.”

He made an unbothered sound.

“Have you…” his voice trailed off and he eased his way inside me, “thought of me while using one?”

I decided not to answer that either, but he received a response from my pussy clenching anyhow.

“So bold in France,” Will ghosted his lips along my ear. “Begging me to fuck you in public because you couldn’t wait. Nearly making me finger you in the backseat of a cab—“

“You started the car incident.” I reminded him.

“Did I?” I felt his lips curve. “But still, now you’re all shy and can’t even tell me you think of me when you’re fucking yourself.”

His movements with the shower head were deliberate and agonizingly slow down my stomach, much like I’d done to him earlier. I writhed, feeling my sanity crack with him buried and stilled inside my cunt.

“Can you be bold for me again?” He nipped behind my ear then soothed the bite with a kiss. “I like when you're bold. It’s so hot and makes me so hard.”

Will held the shower head to my clit. My body jerked in response, my hand instantly flying to Will’s hair. He groaned loudly as I clawed at the wet locks, unable to control the intense pleasure rippling through my blood. Will started thrusting his hips and I moaned lowly, finding myself momentarily speechless.

“You feel so good, flower.” He panted, his thrusts long and deep.

I hummed.

“Mm, so do you, papi.”

The word fell from my mouth before I could stop it, though it didn’t seem like he hated it with the way his cock throbbed—and he asked for boldness.

“What was that, love?” His tone changed to something deviant, voice dark and full of rasp and gravel.

My skin felt like it was on fire. “I said: so do you, papi.”

He groaned and snaked his free arm between my breasts.

“Careful with that,” Will nipped the skin behind my ear, sending a shiver through my body, “unless you want me to make you mami.”

Will's shift in demeanor paired with the steam filing the shower made me dizzy. A knot quickly formed in my gut as my pussy throbbed in response. He snapped his hips harshly, muttering a swear under his breath. His free hand gripped my jaw and forced my head back. Teeth scraped the side of my neck.

“I’m gonna fill this pussy.” His voice was low and brimming with lust. “Who’s pussy is this?”

“Yours.” I breathed.

Will dug his nails into my jaw.

“Try again, flower.” He growled, biting my neck.

“It’s yours.”

“Try. Again.”

His thrusts grew in power, pounding into me with desperate urgency. The grip he had on the shower head at my clit wavered. He moved the stream of water around the swollen bud and my body jerked in response.

“It’s yours, it’s yours, it’s yours, it’s yours papi. It’s all yours.” I babbled, completely lost to overwhelming pleasure.

I couldn’t stop my incoherent, high pitched nonsense if I tried. My mind went blank. Will’s heavy breaths scorched my skin and I felt lightheaded. Every muscle in my body tensed. I reached for his hand on my jaw and slotted my fingers between his. My eyes rolled back.

A loud, gasping breath burst through my lungs, transforming into obscene, inhuman moans as the knot in my gut unraveled. I’d never cum so intensely and hard in my life. lt tore through my body. All I could do was spasm and convulse. Will pressed the shower head directly on my overstimulated and swollen clit and I choked back a shrill shriek.

“Holy fuck.” His grip on my jaw tightened.

My erotic cries bounced off the shower walls as Will’s thrusts became even more powerful and hard, each one knocking the air out of my lungs. I couldn’t breathe. Every nerve under my skin buzzed and tingled. Another climax barreled through me and forced the rest of the air in my lungs out with a feral cry. Tears trickled out of my eyes. I was overwhelmed with ecstasy.

Will’s rhythm staggered. His cock twitched and he unloaded with a pathetic whimper. He dropped the shower head and it crashed against the tiled wall. I sucked in a big gulp of air. His arm wrapped tightly around my waist, holding me close as he filled me, shooting his semen deep. My walls pulsed, eagerly accepting everything he could give.

His lips softly brushed the top of my shoulder. Will released my jaw and wrapped his arm over my chest, embracing and pulling me even closer. I laced our fingers together. He tried to pull out, but I stopped him, enjoying the closeness of our bodies— and to be sure I received every last drop of his seed.

“Not yet,” I pouted, my voice barely loud enough above the sound of the still running water.

Will chuckled lightly, pressing a kiss to my neck and squeezing me tighter. My eyes fluttered shut, wholly satisfied and completely blissed out.

“You know, I’ve been thinking a lot,” Will said, softly trailing his fingers up and down my belly. “I think I would rather take your name when we get married.”

I craned my neck so I could look at him. His eyes were full of love and admiration.

“Are you sure?”

He nodded and pecked my cheek. “You mean more to me than whatever ‘brand’ my name is.”

We stayed locked together long after the water ran cold. It was uncomfortable when Will eventually pulled out. I immediately missed the stretch and fullness of him.

“Also,” he said, spinning me around so we were face to face, “we’re absolutely changing the shower head when we get back home.”

Will settled his hands on my hips then dipped his head, capturing my lips in a soft kiss. I snaked my arms around his neck and pulled him closer. He squeezed my hips, grabbing handfuls of me until he reached my waist. A small sigh escaped me, allowing Will to slip his tongue between my teeth and immediately falling into their all too familiar dance.

Lost in sensation, I didn’t even notice him walking us back until my back pressed against the cool tile. Goosebumps pricked my skin. Will fumbled a hand around for the shower knobs and turned the shower off. The only sound that filled the bathroom now was dripping water and our heavy breathing.

I moved my arms from his neck and wrapped them around his back. I ran my hands across his damp skin, gently scratching my nails along his spine. Will inhaled a shaky breath and tried to suppress his shudder. He broke the kiss and nuzzled his face into my neck, the subtle touch of his lips and breath warming my skin.

Will slipped his arms behind me and embraced me tighter. I trailed my fingers to his nape, delicately running my nails along the grown out hair on his neck. He melted under my touch. I chuckled lightly at his content groan.

“I love when you do that.” He mumbled while pressing a kiss to my shoulder.

His hands wandered down to my ass, kneading the supple flesh without rhyme or reason. Teeth and lips gently dragged across my collar bone. I arched into him. He hummed, pressing my hips to him. A hand glided over my hip and palmed my throbbing pussy.

Instinctively, I shuffled, spreading my legs for him. I felt him smirked as he nipped a path lower down my chest. Will slipped his fingers between my folds, giving me a sharp bite when he felt the wetness. He softly pinched my swollen clit with his knuckles and rolled the bud between the joints, causing me to gasp.

“Do you think you could give me one more, flower?” Will sprinkled kisses in the valley of my breasts, then trailed them down and across my stomach, sinking to his knees.

He removed his hand from my center and ran his palms up my thighs, thumbs stroking the crease of my thighs. I don’t know if I had enough energy or strength for another round. My limbs felt like jelly and I was barely standing as is. I swear I felt my heartbeat in my clit.

Will made no other moves, simply waiting patiently, his warm brown eyes shining brightly. The way he gazed so heartfelt and lovingly made my head spin. Every cell in my body surged.

“I can try.” I cupped his face. He kissed my palm then grabbed my hand and kissed my ring.

“If it’s too much,” he said, placing my hand on top of his head, my fingers instantly threading in his curls, “pull really hard. Don’t worry about it hurting.”

I gave his scalp an affectionate scratch that swiftly transformed into a tight tug when he sucked my clit in his mouth. His muffled grunt rippled through me. He pressed his tongue firmly against me and I choked a gasp. I could feel my legs start to quiver.

Glancing down, I watched Will, eyes closed and lost in his own world of pleasure. He didn’t need to tell me how much he loved being buried between my thighs. He always did a wonderful job of showing me, making sure I felt every ounce of love he had. If he could make a sustainable meal out of me, he absolutely would.

I bit my lip, a small smile creeping on my lips as my favorite set of brown eyes looked up at me, so full of adoration and utter happiness. My heart swooned. Will flexed his grip on my thighs and I pushed more into his face, humming approvingly. His tongue moved from my clit to my entrance, teasing with little licks. The subtle way his eyes rolled back nearly sent me over the edge.

A low groan rumbled in my chest as he continued prodding and poking, dipping his tongue more and more to collect more of my essence. Tremors began rattling my bones. Will latched into my clit once more and meticulously flicked the overly sensitive and swollen bud. Deep, guttural, almost inhuman sounding moans escaped me.

Head thudding against the wall, my hips bucked and I involuntarily yanked his hair hard enough for him to back off. I saw a thin thread of saliva and arousal connecting us drop on his chin and whined.

Lovedrunk but concerned eyes stared back at me.

“Are you okay? Do I need to stop?”

“No, I just,” I shook my head and inhaled a heavy breath. “Give me a second.”

“You don’t need to keep going on my behalf, flower.” Will reasoned. “Don’t push yourself. You’ve given me plenty.”

He placed a reassuring kiss on my thigh then ran his hands up and down them. A frown formed on his mouth when he noticed my shaking body and heaving chest.

“Baby…”

Will stood and immediately wrapped his arms around me, cradling my trembling figure as close as he could. He pressed his fingers into my shoulders and back, rubbing the tension and spasming muscles until I relaxed.

“Let’s get you ready for bed, yeah?” His voice was soft in my ear, like he was worried he’d shatter me if he spoke any louder.

He cupped my cheek and gently bumped his forehead to mine. I gave him a small nod and managed to croak out a verbal agreement. Soft and sweet, he pecked my lips, leaving a trace of my arousal behind.

Warm hands rested on my hips and guided me carefully out of the shower. Will helped me into my soft, plush bathroom before slipping on his matching one. He returned his hands to my hips and slowly walked towards the vanity. It was then I realized how absolutely overwhelmed and weak I’d become. I nearly toppled over my own two feet. Will was quick to catch me, arms instantly sliding around my front to steady me. If not for his comforting and supportive presence, I would have faceplanted.

When we finally made it to the vanity space, Will helped me up on the counter so I could watch while he messed with his hair. He found it cute and endearing how much I liked to watch him care for his curls. I leaned against the wall, transfixed on him and his focus.

Sometimes I still couldn’t believe he was actually mine, that I get to wake up next to him everyday for the rest of our lives. I get to run my hands through those immaculately wild curls and kiss those soft, cute, pretty pink lips anytime I wanted. I could trace every detail of his tattoos with my fingers and tongue and be the reason he prayed to God.

Will was eternally and forever mine.

“Something on your mind, love?” Will raised his brows curiously.

I gave him a closed lip smile. “Just thinking about how much I love my fiancé and how pretty he is.”

He blinked then lightly chuckled, busying himself again with his hair.

“I haven’t even proposed yet.”

In a dramatic flourish, I held out my hand and wiggled my fingers.

“You practically did, babe.”

Will reached for my outstretched hand and delicately ran the pad of his thumb over my promise ring. He stared at it intently, momentarily lost in his own thoughts, then leaned down, pressing a long, meaningful kiss to the jewelry.

“I’m still giving you a proper proposal when we’re back home.”

His declaration along with his intense gaze warmed my skin.

I certainly wasn’t going to argue with him. While I was perfectly content and happy with the grandiose gesture in Paris, Will never stopped talking about wanting to do it again, but “do it right.” I would’ve married him the very next day after we got together if he asked.

“My answer is still yes.” I replied with a smile.

He kissed each of my knuckles and gave the ring one final touch before lacing his fingers with mine.

“Want me to do your hair?”

I nodded. Will pulled out the vanity stool and gestured dramatically. Giggling, I accepted his help and hopped off the counter. His hands landed on my shoulders as I sat. He kissed the top of my head then reached for my comb and hair dryer. Carefully, he brushed through my damp hair. I watched him through the mirror for a brief moment. My eyes fluttered shut at the feeling of the warm air.

Not a word was spoken while he tenderly cared for me, making me feel incredibly appreciated and deeply loved. Will softly threaded his fingers through my freshly dried hair, splaying them across the back of my skull. My head dropped forward and I let out a content groan as he started massaging my scalp and neck.

My voice broke through the comfortable silence. “If you ever decide to stop doing music, I think you’d have a promising future as a masseur.”

Will huffed a light laugh and glanced at me through the mirror, a small smile on his face. I smiled back. He shifted his focus to my hair again, stealing glimpses every so often. My smile never faltered.

I watched him struggle to get the braid he was working on just right. Will restarted three times before he was happy.

“It’s not the greatest,” he said, securing the braid with his hair tie, “but it’s fine for bed I guess.”

I tilted my head back. “You have all the time in the world to practice.”

Will stared for a beat, then leaned down and softly kissed me. His hand delicately touched the side of my neck. Slowly, he slid it to my throat. Warmth and goosebumps followed his path, spreading like wildfire across my skin. He tenderly pressed his fingers to my pulse. My shaky gasp allowed him to slip his tongue between my lips and deepen the kiss, the taste of me now lingering subtly in his mouth.

Absorbed entirely in each other, an eternity seemed to pass before either of us dared to break apart.

“I love you.” His kiss swollen lips brushed against mine.

“I love you too.”

“Not as much as I love you, flower.” Will pressed our lips together again.

That was an argument I let him every time—even if I knew I loved him more.

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fanfictionlibrary · 11 months

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I loved your Demetri fanfic! it was so bittersweet and well-written.

your bio says your requests are open? could I perhaps request one for Felix? feel free to let your creative juices flow, but something sweet and fluffy between him and his fem!mate?

Thanks lovely! x

Respectful Humming (Felix x fem!Reader)

The reader's appearance is not specified. She is shorter than Felix, though.

A/N: I let my creative juices 😉 flow for this one. Thanks a lot for this wonderful request. I hope you enjoy it, dear Anonymous. Still, I want to emphasize that I do not write sexual content about characters who are underage. I received a few requests for stuff like that, and I must say that I do not feel comfortable with writing those fics.

“That was a rather tedious trial,” Demetri remarked, carrying himself elegantly through the halls of the Volturi’s castle and putting any décor to shame. He was the most ornate décor to have ever existed anyway. The halls and rooms were lucky to have him. He was a statue created by Michelangelo.

“Indeed,” Felix replied, treading softly on the stone floor. Despite his gigantic size, he appeared to be levitating.

“I cannot quite fathom why Aro prolonged the trial unnecessarily.” Demetri turned right, heading toward the library.

“He was in a particularly bad mood today,” Felix explained monotonously. “You know how he can be. It has happened before. He really wanted to see that poor excuse of a vampire suffer.”

Demetri shrugged nonchalantly. “It shall not concern me.” As he and Felix entered the library, he added, “At least Jane and Alec got their fun out of it.”

“Exactly.” Felix's eyes scanned the bookshelves and sitting areas worriedly for your form. You had promised you would be here to await him after the end of the trial. But you were nowhere in sight. “The twins are satisfied for now, and they are unlikely to cause mayhem. Although that is never a guarantee.”

Feeling a heavy weight on his chest, Felix stopped in his track. Standing in the middle of the library, he crossed his arms and used his sensitive ears to locate you. However, neither your heartbeat nor the even sound of your breath seemed to be dwelling in the castle. That was bad. Panic seized him. The world of vampires was wicked and cruel. Had a newborn taken you? Or worse, had one of his ancient enemies broken inside the castle and humannapped you? For vampires, the worst possible punishment was to lose a mate.

A mate for a mate.

Keeping his composure, Felix looked at Demetri, who had sat down at a chess board opposite Heidi. They were flirting ferociously, and although they had been doing this for centuries, they always found new hollow phrases and sweet compliments to charm each other. Their friendship was real, but everyone knew where the two of them would end up. It was the reason why some wished for soundproof rooms. However, the Kings were against such an installment because to run the coven smoothly, their senses needed to have access everywhere at any given time. Traitors, raging newborns, enemies… None of them could have the opportunity to hurt the Volturi’s integrity.

“So, if I win, how about the whole night this time?” Demetri organized the chess pieces.

“First, honey, you have to win. Last time I beat you. And how about you start to become more creative. We have done that so many times already.” Heidi giggled sensually. Her flirting was always of the dominant kind. She never behaved submissively. Tilting her head to expose her neck was something she would never do. You had to accept her as the strong woman she was.

“Hey, Demetri,” Felix called out. “Do you know where (Y/N) is?”

The vampire shrugged. Clearly, he was uninterested. “I don’t know. If she is not here, she is somewhere else.” A cloud fell over the tracker’s face. “It is a pity that I cannot sense her tenor. But her immunity to gifts is the reason why Aro allowed you to keep her in the first place.”

A deep growl rumbled through Felix's chest. Demetri ignored his obvious anger, and the giant walked out of the room, seething. He hated the way Demetri and the others talked about you. Like you were a pet only kept for his amusement. Admittedly, vampires mainly see humans as food, and thus, it is most difficult to establish respectful relationships between humans and vampires. Still, Felix would not allow the others to look down on you. At least not in your presence. He ignored slighting remarks when you were not in the same room, knowing that those would be uttered behind his back anyway.

Anxiously, Felix hurried out of the castle. It was a cloudy day, and the sun was already setting. He didn’t need his cloak. After wandering around for a while and searching for your familiar heartbeat, he found you sitting on a low wall, overlooking the fields and trees expanding in the distance.

Relieved, Felix sighed. He felt like he was reborn into a human, only to be turned into a vampire again. He was so glad to see you were alright. He came to stand behind you and embraced you lovingly. Unperturbed, you continued to hum softly, dangling your legs in the air.

“I thought you wanted to meet in the library,” Felix whispered against the shell of your ear. He had to lean down to accomplish this feat of affection since you were shorter than him. Your head, although you were sitting on a raised wall, did not even reach his chin.

“I thought so, too. I had been in the library. But Chelsea and Renata came in, and they were not so kind.”

“What did they do? Did they say something hurtful?” Felix placed soft kisses on your head.

You shook your head. “That is between me and them. I won’t tell you. Also, as I have mentioned before, I can solve my own conflicts. If I want the others to respect me, I cannot let you fight my battles for me. Otherwise, they will not take me seriously.”

Oh, strong, cute you…

Felix picked you up bridal-style, turned you around, and sat you back down. Now you were facing him. His big hands caressed your shoulders. “I know. You have told me that a lot. More than you should have to.” He was obnoxiously protective of you. So much so that at the beginning of your life in Volterra, he tried to shelter you from the others, seeking out confrontations to solve your arguments. For him, this was not about protecting your pride or dignity or anything. Just that he could not allow others to pick a fight with you. However, it quickly turned out that you were the real menace. You did not back down from any conflicts, and if you were facing heavy provocations, you would unleash witty remarks of your own.

“By the way,” Felix began, “I love that you are not frightened anymore when I approach you.”

You laughed amusedly. “Right, if you had hugged me from behind two months ago, I would have jumped.” A cheeky grin was plastered on your face. You got up, standing on the wall. Felix grabbed you by your hips to stabilize you. Emotionally and physically, he gave you equanimity and equilibrium. “Look. I am taller than you are now.”

“Barely. I am not sure that counts.”

“Yes, it does. Even if it’s only a centimeter, Felix.” You rolled your eyes playfully. Then, your gaze became serious. “I was really afraid of you until we reached a certain level of trust. Now, it is like I can almost feel when you are around. I do not need to see you to have that feeling. A special kind of security shrouds my body and mind when you are near. Just now, as I was humming to myself, I felt that you were close and searching for me.”

Hmm… Was that an early manifestation of your gift? “You are wonderful. Do you know that?” Felix pulled you in by your waist.

“Of course, I do. You tell me every day.” With a big smile on your face, it was you this time who leant down to kiss him.

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sweet-s0rr0w · 8 months

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For the top five ask game - Top Five... of your own fics, please

Nor All That Glisters (Drarry, E, 111k) because it's the first thing I've ever written, and I loved writing it, and everything fandom came from this fic. It's still the fic I think I'm most associated with, and as well as the original amazing art by @fantalfart and @deancebra-art, it now contains art and calligraphy by @bluebutter-art and @squintclover, and the bound copy from @emmalovesdilemmas is the first thing I wrote that I've got to hold in my hands! Plus, I still think it's the coolest concept of all my fics!

Lonely and frustrated on house arrest, with no prospects for the future, Draco begins brewing Felix Felicis in an attempt to improve his lot. Just in the short term, of course. He isn’t a total idiot.

But before long he finds himself with a thriving business, a nice flat, some actual (albeit irritatingly Gryffindor) friends, and a very satisfying sex life. What’s more, no-one is hexing him in the street. And Harry Potter is single, and gorgeous, and giving Draco decidedly interested looks.

Stop taking the Felix? You must be joking…

Dreaming Skies (Dron, E, 21k, co-written with Tacky) because it's the only fic of mine I've reread properly, and more than once, and I love it more - especially Ron - every time. Writing it (in 13 days!) with one of my all-time favourite authors, and writing it for @sitp-recs, was a dream.

Draco's life is going nowhere, so when Charlie Weasley offers him a job out on his reserve, Draco doesn't think twice before booking a Portkey. After all, it's not as if he has many other options. But when he arrives in Romania, he realises that nothing is quite what he expected...

(a story about dragons and baking, friendship and little kindnesses, putting down new roots and falling in love)

Silhouettes (Dronarry, E, 17k) because I was so proud of how this one came together. I love the triple POV, the challenge of it, and I love how it skirts the line of some tough difficult topics but stays pretty light. Also, it has one of my two favourite smut scenes I've ever written (other is in Waking Up Slow).

Draco's trying to fix the Burrow, Ron's trying to grieve, and Harry... well, just what is Harry actually doing, anyway?

A tale of grief, gardening, and ghouls, bad memories, bad puns, and bad flirting, and nudity both accidental and very, very deliberate.

Crash (Into Me) (Drarry, T, 14k) because writing this was hilarious (poor @graymatters trying to American-pick it), this was my first time properly writing Ron, and although it's one of the silliest things I've ever written, I think it's a really good concept (Drarry falling for each other during a 24-hour Quidditch match!)

Harry’s done plenty of ridiculous things for charity over the years, but Robards’ latest scheme really takes the biscuit. Or rather, the teacake.

Good job Malfoy’s there to suffer alongside him this time, eh?

Thameslink, the 07:29 from Luton (Drarry, G, 1k) because I think this is a very neat and fast paced little micro which came out well. I also remember chatting to you (Tacky) as I was writing this very quickly and last minute for @ihopeyoubothstaysafefromharm's birthday, and - it was just one of those fics that wanted to exist, iykwim.

He gets on at Harpenden, you think, although it might have been earlier.

#difficult one because there are others that might be technically 'better'#cages i am very fond of ofc but finishing on time was a massive stress #among the elements i think is good but too personal #waking up slow i liked the relationship development and summer romance but i think it's a bit quirky #etc etc #drarry #dron #dronarry #don't think i didn't see what you did with the asks there tacky my friend

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rowanthesorcerer · 4 months

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Arcana and Last Legacy characters making you a cup of coffee

(because idk that’s fun and cute and i wanna write little things like this, feel free to request more if you’d like anything specific or anyone specific)

i haven’t really done this sort of thing before, so my writing might not be the best, i hope you enjoy it anyways.

let’s set the scene, you’re chilling in a comfy room, you’re so damn comfy, you will not be moving. someone else comes in, you ask them to make you a coffee pretty please

Asra- More than happy to make you a coffee, They go straight to the kitchen and make both of you a cup (though maybe Asra would have tea instead). The coffee would probably me a Mocha, a pretty sprinkle of hot chocolate on the top. they come back with this super cute, very tasty drink for you. you’d both then settle in for a cosy chat. the drinks probably wouldn’t get finished though, both of you would be so cosy and you’d fall asleep.

Julian- agrees happily to make you a drink, he goes to the kitchen and then freezes. what exact drink do you want? he comes back to ask you. he goes back to the kitchen and begins making it. wait did you want sugar in it? he comes back to ask again. once he’s done making your coffee, he’d probably make one for himself too. then he’d bring both cups with him back to the room. he’d watch you take the first sip of your drink to make sure it’s good and it’s the way you like it. once you’ve assured him a thousand times that it’s good he’ll relax.

Nadia- she’d likely be making a drink for herself, and she’d offer to make you one as well. she’d return with the most gorgeous coffee you’ve ever seen in your life, it has a lovely latte pattern on the top (dunno where she learnt to do that but she’s a woman of many talents). the coffee is also delicious and you both drink your drinks whilst you chat.

Portia- delighted that you’d ask her, she has a chance to show off her skills (maybe she’s the one that taught Nadia how to do Latte patterns). she makes two delicious drinks, probably sweet with sugar, milk or chocolate. She’d then snuggle up next to you, bury the both of you in blankets and you’d have a nice cosy chat.

Muriel- very surprised that you’d ask him to make you a drink. asks what exactly you’d like, hoping that it’s a simple one, so he can make it well. he’d make the drink, come back and ask if you like it. of course you do. seeing you happy makes him happy.

Lucio- He’s got this, he can make a coffee, how hard can it be? you’d hear plenty of clattering as he searches the cupboards for the things he needs. eventually he’d make something that resembles a coffee. he’d watched Nadia make the Latte patterns before, he tries to make his own Latte pattern, it ends up looking like a blob of milk foam, that’s ok. he brings you the drink, makes sure you like it. it’s surprisingly decent, when you tell him it’s good, he’s delighted, proud of himself for making the coffee and happy to be making you happy.

Anisa- she’s on it right away, no problem. she’d make a drink, but would MC like it? she tries a sip, no, it’s too sweet. she makes another cup, this one is too bitter. eventually she brings you a drink, she doesn’t tell you she’s taken a sip of it, nor does she tell you how many cups she made already. she’d watch to make sure it’s ok. once she’s sure you’re happy with your drink, she might settle down next to you.

Sage- a coffee? not beer? just a non alcoholic coffee? ok… he’d go to the kitchen to try and figure out how you make coffee, he’s seen the others do it. he makes something that looks ok…ish…no that’s just milk and water, he adds the coffee in. he comes back and gives it to you, it’s probably not perfect but you’re grateful he tried, he seems happy that you “like” it.

Felix- he’s probably reading somewhere in the room, at first he’s a little upset that he has to get up, but you do look cosy. very well. he gets up and makes himself some tea whilst he’s there, using magic he brings a teapot with him, some sugar cubes, spoons, nice cups, the lot. he sets down the things on the table, asks if you want sugar in your drink, if yes, he puts the cubes in for you before handing you the coffee. you thank him and you both go back to your respective activities. Felix does sneak a few glances at you to make sure you’re enjoying the coffee though.

Rime- make it yourself. he’d walk off. a little while later he’s back though, he’s got two glasses of ice coffee (i know he likes Hot chocolate the most, but i think maybe he’d like caramel iced coffee too). he claims he made too much coffee and no one else wanted one. he sets the glass in front of you, calls you lazy for not making your own coffee and goes to leave, you thank him and he responds with “whatever” but he does have a little smile on his face. the coffee might be poisoned, it tastes great though so it’s worth it.

Elowen- will only make you one if she’s making one for herself. don’t request anything fancy. she brings your drink to you, you thank her and that’s that. (still love her tho)

Tulsi- mumbles about you being as lazy as her idiot brother the entire time, but she does make a nice cup of coffee for you. when you thank her, she responds with “yeah you’re welcome” and she does smile “you’re making one for me next time though” to which you agree

that’s the end of that, i hope y’all like them. i struggled an ickle bit with some characters but i hope you all think they’re in character enough. i had this idea in my head for a while and finally i decided to write it and share it with y’all. it’s just a little silly something. content is content and i love these scrunklies.

#last legacy #felix iskandar escellun #anisa anka #fictif last legacy #rime solano varela #sage lesath #fictif #the arcana #the arcana game

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imoosgnaj · 3 months

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[CHINESE NEW YEAR SPECIAL] Celebrate Chinese New Year with SKZ 🎆

genre: fluff (some funny scenes)

a/n: I started writing this back in January lmao. The whole ff is written in first person point of view. Anyway Happy Chinese New Year!

warning: none? however, there are members from Aespa, NCT and Seventeen appearing in this fanfic

A few days before New Year, your team members heared you and Chenle's conversation, and they used their phone to translate live--

Chenle: "Can you go home for New Year?"

You: "WAIT YOU CAN GO HOME??? Bro this is so not fait! Ugh, it's been so long time..."

Chenle: "Then how are you gonna celebrate it? You wanna come and have dinner with the Chinese line?"

You: "I'd love to but, I still gonna record Kingdom that day, and it'll be too late for food when I'm done."

Chenle: "Okay superstar, in that case I will just go have fun with the Ningning The 8 and Jun, but I will send you picture so don't worry!"

You: "Ugh ok, bye"

Chan opened his phone to check the calender: "Yea, it's Chinese New Year soon."

"Kingdom starts that day," Says Lee Know, "We sure don't know when we will be back."

"But this holiday must be very important for her!" Hyunjin searched it up, "It's the biggest holiday in China, look!"

"Clench your fist, get up early and sleep late, I mean, it's for her right?" Changbin says to everyone.

Everyone agreed, so now they are doing the 'missions' again.

"New Year requires..." Because Chinese has different traditions than Korean, Chan needs to search it up and read them one by one: "Eat dumplings, spring couplets, fireworks, red envelopes..."

"Red envelopes?" Felix scratcher his head, "What are those?"

Felix immediately took out his phone: "Let me ask Chenle."

Chenle picked up his phone after one second.

Chenle: "What's up Yongbogi?"

Felix: "Heyyyyy, long time no see buddy! So since Soomi can't celebrate New Year with yall, we are worried that she will feel sad, and we wanna celebrate it with her! But we don't know that much about the traditions, can you explain them?"

Chenle: "Ah of course! I promise I won't tell Soomi. Let me tell you..."

About the traditions, uh yes, it went on for at least one hour.

After this one hour, you were told about the plans (by Chenle of course)

"Everyone's so good to you," Chenle is just chatting with you, but he doesn't know that you are so touched that you have tears in your eyes.

"Yea," You sneezed, "But why you told me early! I'm worried that I can't take it by then."

"Hey don't tell them about this!"

"Fine!" You ended the call.

Busy days always fly past, it's New Year's Eve in a blink. Because you were busy rehearsing for the stage the day before, you barely had any rest, you are so tired after the shooting today and even forgot how special today is! You started sleeping once you got on car.

"Are the red envelopes ready?" Chan talked quietly on the car.

"Yes they are!" Lee Know took out an envelope with 'luck' on it from his pocket.

"What about the spring couplets?" Chan nods, and then kept on checking.

"I wrote together with Seungminnie, I asked Yao Chen to check it, it's on the table." Felix tapped Chan's shoulder and told him no worries.

"Dumplings?"

"Yea I made them together with Jeogin and Changbin hyung," Hyunjin went on, "and fish too."

"Okay!" Chan pretended to clap, "The fireworks are also ready, Minho should also be checking on the other car, we just need to make sure to being Soomi up the building later, don't wake her up."

The cars soon arrived at the dorm. You had absolutely no idea because you were sleeping so well. Chan picked you up carefully, Felix protected your head, moved you out the car and successfully carried you back to dorm.

It's even harder to let the kids quiet down when cooking than sscend to heaven. Lee Know clenched his fist because Hyunjin accidently hit a bowl and it fell on the floor; Jeogin needed to watch Jisung's mouth just in case he randomly started singing; about Changbin, Chan taped his mouth because his mouth is literally a weapon.

You got woken up by the great smell of food. The air is filled with sweet smells, the type of sweet smell that are rare in Korean foods.

You rubbed your sleepy eyes, opened your bedroom door and walked out. Although you already knew that they are going to give you a surprise, but when seeing all the Chinese food on the table, you were still shocked. I mean, who doesn't love food right?"

Chan, who just put the last dish on the table, saw you coming out and said to you: "Heyyyy, I was just about to let Felix call you! Come sit down!"

Before Chan finished, Felix and Han already grabbed your hands and took you to your seat.

'It must be the water vapor...' You thought, teary in your eyes.

"Ahw why are you crying?" Lee Know denied your thoughts, took a napkin and wiped your tears.

"I......" You still wanted to argue, but started crying once you opened your mouth: "You guys are so nice, I'm so touched..."

The other members took their seats soon after, Lee Know patted your head: "You know why we are so nice to you? Because we think you are so nice to us too!"

Changbin counldn't help it, he ate a dumping first and it was so hot he grinned. "YES SOOMI, you are so good to us you know? C'mon, the food will get cold if you don't eat them now."

Seungmin, who sat next to you, put some vegetables in your bowl and handed you a pair of chopsticks: "Try them! We learned one dish each."

You still couldn't help but sob. You picked up a piece of fish and was about to eat, but you were blocked by Seungmin: "No, sobbing and eating at the same time will make you choke." He said, his other hand patted your back gently.

After seeing you moving your chopticks, Changbin started calling everyone and began to eat: "Eat quick! We have bigger surprises waiting for you!" You smiled when watching him like this.

After pouring drinks, Chan raised his cup: "In the past year, we all did great, especiall our maknae! As the only girl in our team, she has taken off a lot of pressure. In the next year we will also be moving forward, and get better and better."

"CHEERS!" Everyone shouted, your happy faces are reflected on the cups.

"Following the Chinese traditions, we put 3 coins in the dumplings! Now eat" Lee Know handed you some dumplings.

You took a bit: "Hey I got it!" You spited out the coin, "Not every dumplings have a coin right?"

"How's that possible?" Even with that being said, Jeogin still thought it's magical, "Our maknae will become rich next year hehe."

However, Lee Know and Chan are acting calm: because the first dumpling you ate was marked by us.

It's just a little trick used by the oldest members, but it can truly bring you happiness. This is surely the best meal you've had ever since you came to South Korea.

Tag: @mynameisnotlaura @hyunmikim

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moon-alight · 1 year

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Hello!! I saw you also write for Skz??? If not that's okay... anyways, could you do a Han imagine where reader is his s/o and they had a fight before the concert and he thinks she's not coming to watch him but then there she is because she still loves him.

If that makes sense.

Thank you😘

I do and here you are. I'm happy I got a request other than &Team to be honest. :)

You're lucky I love you - SKZ Han Jisung

Synopsis: You had a fight with your boyfriend but figured that being there for him is more important than being mad.

Warnings: I used they/them for the reader, fluff, angst, swearing,

Word Count: 1700 (I again went overboard, sorry)

Masterlist

*48 hours before the concert*

You had just decided to do an all-nighter knowing that the project for school is very important and could decide whether you pass or fail this class. History had never been your favorite subject so, this was almost a way to torture you.

You had just texted your boyfriend that you wouldn't make it to the dorms tonight since you had to work on the paper, you open your laptop and make a new google docs document. Just when you want to start typing, you get a text from Jisung. You check your phone.

I can't either, I'm staying at the studio tonight to practice a bit more. Maybe want to meet me for breakfast tomorrow morning in the dorms? You smile and text him back in which you agree before actually starting to write.

Guess what? One complete night... nine hours... 540 minutes... 32400 seconds... it somehow wasn't enough time. You hadn't finished writing in the night and you're expected to meet Jisung in 30 minutes. You sigh and get up, deciding to continue working on your paper when you're there.

*38 hours before the concert*

You had taken a quick shower to make sure you wouldn't fall asleep and at least now you smell nice, before walking out of your apartment and walking down the road towards the dorms. You knock on the door and see Felix when he opens it.

"Hey y/n, come in." You smile at him and enter the dorms, it always looks the same. Always messy and everything is all over the place but it is like a second home to you.

"y/n!" You're wrapped in a hug by your boyfriend who had ran up to you. "I'm happy you're here."

"Yeah, but I do have to continue the paper later on."

"Don't worry, we won't interrupt you, Felix made pancakes." Jisung assures you. You get pulled along to the kitchen and say high to everyone before sitting down. This is the first hour of relaxation you had gotten over the past 10 hours and it felt good. But, all good things must come to an end and so, you're back working on your paper in the living room while everyone else is doing other stuff.

*33 hours before the concert*

After four extra hours of working, you're finally done. You stand up and stretch before going to the bathroom. It has taken you so long and now you're finally done. What a relief.

"Baby?" You hear Jisung scream from probably the kitchen.

"Yes, Sungie?" You ask back.

"Can I check something on your laptop?"

"Sure." When you come out of the bathroom and have taken a glass of water from the kitchen, you return to the living room. Everyone had left for practice except your boyfriend who is getting his jacket from his room. You sit down and look at your laptop desktop. You frown when you don't see your paper saved anywhere. "Jisung?" You ask, clicking on different folders to see if your paper is anywhere in there.

Jisung enters the living room a little scared, you don't usually use his full name, not in that tone.

"Yes?" He asks, a bit shaken up.

"Tell me you saved my paper before you did whatever you did on my laptop." Jisung gulps, not remembering to click the save button before clicking the paper away. He assumed you had saved it already. "Jisung?" You ask again, your voice dangerously close to anger.

"I didn't." You groan, closing your laptop.

"13 hours of writing... gone. I need to send it to my teacher in 3 hours. I'm never gonna be able to save my grade now!" You're disappointed, annoyed but above all angry. "Who doesn't save before clicking something away on a device that isn't theirs?!" Your voice had raised and Jisung feels your anger even from behind you.

"I'm sorry--"

"Sorry isn't getting me my damn paper back, Jisung!" You stand up and glare at him. "How did you not save that?"

"I didn't really think about that." Jisung replies guiltily while looking down at his shoes. "'m sorry."

"Leave it! I better hope I get a couple days extra." You pick up your laptop and walk to the door. "Thanks for ruining my one chance on passing!" Without another word, you're gone, outside. The anger is enough to simply throw your damn laptop to the ground but you won't. It would only complicate things.

*30 hours before the concert*

10 missed calls from Jisung and 21 unread texts messages.

*25 hours before the concert*

34 missed calls and 50 unread texts messages.

*20 hours before the concert*

You had just woken up from your sleep. You must've fallen asleep when you arrived home. You had cried yourself to sleep but even now there is nothing you can do about the project anymore.

You look at your phone, scoffing when you see all the notifications from the same person, not even bothering opening them. You would need some more time to cool off before you'd make things worse. You wanted nothing more than to hate him, despise Jisung for the mistake he had made but you still loved him.

You get up from your position on the couch and walk towards the kitchen, you're extremely hungry and long for some chicken nuggets which you had bought last week.

*10 hours before the concert*

"My boyfriend accidentally deleted my paper from my computer, I need some more time to remake it." You explain to your professor via the phone after you decided to call.

"Is this a new version of 'my dog ate my homework'?" He asks back. "Listen y/n, you're a bright student with a lot of potency but I can't change the rules for you. I said 1 week, which means one week for everyone. Understood?"

"Yes, Sir."

"Unless you can still send it in the next twenty minutes, you fail." The call is ended and you could scream. How is this fair at all? You finished it and now it's gone.

*5 hours before the concert*

You stare at the folder on your laptop with wide eyes. There it is, your paper. It's saved in a different folder. You're confused for a moment before you remember what had happened in the dorms.

Before you went to the bathroom, you had saved it but accidentally miss-clicked which means it went to your download folder instead the desktop. You had saved it!

You quickly send it to your professor in the hopes that it would still count and you'd still have a good grade. The relief and happiness inside of you is cut short when you remember how mad you have been at Jisung... he hadn't even done anything wrong.

*4 hours before the concert*

You had finally found your phone after looking for a while and dial in Jisung's number. You have to apologize. After a little while you hear his voicemail. You try again and again but realize he must be rehearsing for the concert. You open one of the texts he had left behind hours ago and feel your heart sink.

y/n... I really hope you will forgive me. I don't know what I would do without you. I'm so sorry.

You stand up and quickly gather your things before running out of your apartment.

*5 minutes before the concert*

You are inside the venue where Stray Kids will be performing soon, you weren't allowed backstage because the new guard didn't know who you were so you hope Jisung will see you in the crowd so you can apologize.

5 minutes pass slowly but when Stray Kids comes out and performs, you notice a clear difference in your boyfriend's behavior. His smile is obviously fake, his energy is lower than usual and he messes up more than he did before. You did this.

You're sure you have never felt so bad in your life as you do right now. You hear some stays next to you mention Jisung's weird and low behavior. It's affecting everyone and it's all your fault.

*1 hour into the concert*

You know it's almost over, maybe 4 or 5 more songs but it has been torture to watch. You try your best to be recognized by any of the members so that Jisung might be a bit happier but you were unsuccesful up until now...

Minho squints when he looks into your direction, his gaze right upon you. The girls around you freak out, thinking he's looking at them but with a little wave of your own, he's sure it's you in the crowd. He taps Jisung on the shoulder and points at you. The girls almost faint around you but you know Jisung looks at you.

You smile softly, giving him a thumbs-up. His face immediately breaks out in a big grin and he looks like he had just gathered all the energy he could ever gather simply by looking at you. The next song goes smoothly, Jisung has his vibe back and makes the crowd go wild.

*10 minutes after the concert*

You made it backstage and watch your boyfriend walk up to you slowly. Your heart breaks a little at his distancing.

"Hey." You say softly. A moment of silence follows before both of you speak at the same time.

"I'm sorry."

"What?" Jisung asks, frowning a little.

"I am so sorry for lashing out... I found the paper. It was saved in a different folder which was completely my fault and I'm so sorry for everything."

"I missed you." Jisung admits. "I thought you would break up with me." Your eyes widen.

"What? No. Ji, I would never. Even if it wasn't saved, if I had really lost it... I would've not broken up with you. It's just a stupid paper. You're so much more important to me." Jisung smiles at your confession.

"So, we're good?" You step closer and embrace him, resting your head on his shoulder.

"If you forgive me for my stupidity." You reply. Jisung smiles.

"You are so lucky I love you." You both chuckle, holding onto each other.

#skz #skz fluff #skz angst #skz imagines #skz scenarios #han jisung #skz han #skz jisung #jisung fluff #han jisung fluff #han jisung x reader

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lumineescente · 6 months

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Seungjin drabble (slowtober challenge)

hii im doing a thing called slowtober (made by @/oeildesaturne on instagram, french speaking folks check it out!! although be aware of tw mental health and eds talks) and i’m posting on twitter a seungjin au per word

I’m late in the updating on tumblr but for the seventh days (october 19th - 21st) the word was “ghost”

i was extremely tempted to write angst i'm not gonna lie, but i decided not to (because it is seungjin and they deserve all the sweetest thing in the world and no angst unless there is comfort) so i went on the other side of it - no pun intended there - and go for something very fun!

if you know new girl you'll recognize my inspiration btw

this is just a silly love confession gone wrong, haunted house funfair are involved and accidental hitting too!

oh btw when i'm done with this challenge i'll hold a little poll on twitter to see which drabble should be written as a whole fic!! so if you like it, you might want to follow this:) (or not) (like it's up to you)

and i keep forgetting to thanks everyone for their time hehe<3 i appreciate every likes!

AND if you enjoyed this challenge who is now over you can vote on this form for your favorite that I’ll be writing into a full fic on ao3! (“soumettre” is “submit” btw)

if you want to check all the drabbles you can go here

In Hyunjin’s opinion the funfair is more lame than fun, but he is here for Seungmin and it goes way above and beyond any lame thing he can attend. Even if it means ruining his Halloween night, and bringing all his friends into his doom, because Seungmin got this stupid job in a haunted house. The overwhelming romantic feelings, and painfully one sided, he has for his best friend of several years has obviously nothing to do with these kind of decision. Never. No matter what Minho would say about it. Or Felix, or Jisung.

Anyway, he twitches in his halloween costume. Way before this whole situation happened, Hyunjin had decided to make his costume a bit funnier than usual, when they were supposed to celebrate it in the warmth of a house, and had picked a slutty nurse costume. Except now the skirt is definitely way too short for his liking, showing too much of his legs and the autumn night has no mercy on his skin. He could have changed when he had known the plan would, but Hyunjin is terribly stubborn.

Parents of young children are looking at him with horrified eyes, he stands a bit taller in his costume. Although he is not sure if it is the slutty or the skirt part that horrifies them, he can bet that they would have been less upset about it if he had been dressed as a man. Fuck them.

“You look very sexy,” he hears Seungmin’s voice say to him.

“I’m also very cold,” he answers.

Seungmin sits down in front of him. Hyunjin is holding on to a cup of hot beverage like his life depends on it, maybe it does though. Seungmin is dressed as a ghost, well not like the easy kind, with just a white sheet or anything. For such a little funfair and a haunted house that is so tacky Minho has already told them he had went two times and had not been scared once, the make up artists and costumers are very good.

Hyunjin is a scaredy cat, he would rather die than enter the haunted house, it can be as predictable as possible he knows he will end up on the floor crying, so he would rather wait outside for Seungmin to be done.

“I have a coat that I don’t use,” Seungmin tells him, “does not suit the vibe very much, plus it’s hot in the house.”

Hyunjin shakes his head.

“Then die in the cold,” his best friend flatly says.

“Hey! Being sexy comes with a price.”

“You’d be sexy fully covered or dressed as a pumpkin, what you wear does not matter.”

Hyunjin raises an eyebrow, “sexy pumpkin? Is that your thing?”

Seungmin blushes. Hyunjin can not see it under his make up but he knows him well enough to guess it. He feels proud of himself for that, if he can not do anything about his one-sided attraction at least he knows him better than anyone else, and knows exactly what to say at what time. So there is that.

“That’s not…” Seungmin stutters, “don’t be stupid! I’m just complimenting you.”

Hyunjin blinks several time, registering exactly what all of this meant. It is not unusual for Seungmin and him to compliment each other, even on their apparences. Well Hyunjin could never spend a day without telling Seungmin how handsome he looks (he makes sure not to make him uncomfortable of course), but there is something different in the tone of his voice. An embarrassment, or maybe it is the term that he has used. Hyunjin’s not sure.

“You think I’m sexy,” he says, “all the time.”

“Yeah, of course. You are so attractive it’s stupid, not that it’s the only thing that I like about you.”

Maybe the cold has frozen all his braincells, maybe but he does not react at all and Seungmin looks away.

“Sorry, forget about it,” he mutters, “I gotta go back to work, break is over.”

Hyunjin opens his mouth but nothing comes out and before he can do anything else Seungmin is gone. He stays still for a moment, trying to process what he has just heard.

“Hey,” Felix says.

His costume is way too complicated for the place they are, a cosplay from some video game he enjoys so much, and he struggles to sit down on the spot Seungmin has just left. He moves his hand in front of Hyunjin’s eyes when he has no answer, “Earth to Hyunjin?” he adds.

“Felix,” Hyunjin says in a very low voice that startles the latter, “is it possible that… maybe, Seungmin likes me?”

Felix’s hat almost drops off his head as he lets out the longest and deepest sigh he has ever had, “woh, the question is more is it possible that Seungmin does not like you? And the answer is no, by the way.”

“What do you mean?” Hyunjin asks, confused, “what do you mean?”

“Well I’m sorry to break it to you but you know every time you came to me crying because of your one sided feelings for Seungmin? They never were one sided.”

“Why didn’t you tell me??”

Hyunjin stands up, suddenly getting the control of his body back. The beverage falls down on the table spilling hot chocolate everywhere but he does not care.

“Hey! I tried! Don’t blame the messenger, you both are so oblivious it’s stupid and also kind of entertaining.”

“Fuck,” Hyunjin mutters already not listening to whatever Felix is saying, “I’ll be back.”

Without thinking he starts running toward the hunting house. There’s no need for a ticket since they paid to enter the place in the first place. He probably scares a bunch of kids and outraged some more parents but if he starts to think he will back down and he can not because Seungmin now is probably thinking that Hyunjin rejected him or something.

He regrets it immediately when he enters the house and the lights are shut down and the floor is cracking under his feet and he hears laughter in the echo, and screaming. His blood turns cold in his veins, he makes one step forward but something sticky touches him on the shoulder and he screams, painfully aware at how much skin is out to be touched. He wants to cry.

He is a man on a mission, so he does not and goes on, yelling for Seungmin’s name a bit louder every time something scares him (every two seconds).

Weird things are touching him, the floor is either too viscous or too thin, moving or painfully still, he tries not to lose his balance as fear entirely flood his brain. The noises are too loud between the children screaming in fear and the scary music and sounds everywhere. In theory he knows every trap he encounters are made up but it still works every time.

He enters a new room and feel a hand catching his shoulder and he does not think as he screams and pushes back. He hears a loud noise that has nothing to do with the haunted house, and a bunch of curses, and suddenly two people catch him and hold him on the ground. He tries to fight back but their hold is too strong. The lights are blueish in the room and his eyes have finally being used to the obscurity.

“Seungmin, are you okay?” someone says panic in their voice.

Hyunjin’s brain focuses back. In the side of the room he sees a silhouette getting up from the floor, helped by another one.

“Yeah, I’m fine I just hit my head on the side.”

“Oh my god,” he stutters, “I’m so sorry.”

The two people over him hold even tighter, he let out a scream of pain.

“Seungmin, it’s me,” he mutters, “fuck, I’m so sorry I just got scared!”

“Hyunjin?!”

He sighs as he recognize Seungmin’s voice.

“It’s me, are you hurt? Did I hurt you?”

“You can let him go,” Seungmin tells the two persons.

They seem unwilling to agree to that.

“Please,” Hyunjin whimpers, overwhelmed by the entire situation and the fact that he still is terrified by the whole haunted house. “I’m really sorry.”

Eventually they do and Seugmin goes to his side, “why are you here? Hyunjin this is so…”

“I like you! Like more than a friend.”

He hates himself this is the worst way to confess to his long time crush. After hurting him and in the middle of a haunted house, in front of obviously very judgmental people right now. He can not blame them for that. Seungmin stares in disbelief.

“Is this why you pushed me?”

“No! This is because I was scared, I’m still very scared.”

Seungmin shakes his head but he faintly hears him laugh.

“Okay, I’m going to take a break and get checked by a doctor, okay?”

Everyone agrees to that. He then stares once again at Hyunjin who is still lying down on the floor.

“I’m wondering if you deserve to finish the haunted tour by yourself or…”

“I’m really sorry,” he repeats.

Seungmin extends a hand that he grabs and gets up.

“Fine,” he tells him, “but that’s because I like you like more than a friend too.”

The sparkles that Hyunjin feels in his heart manage to make the scary atmosphere fade away. Seungmin still holds his hand and he feels warm. He gets closer to him. Maybe the funfair is not that lame.

#my writing #seungjin #drabble #slowtober challenge #word;ghost #hwang hyunjin #kim seungmin #skz drabble #stray kids drabble #hwangseung #luminee:slowtober challenge

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leviackermanscleaningbuddy · 2 years

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hi i love your writing its amazing and i hope you’re having a great day and staying well rested!❤️ i have a question for the pack, or more specifically the omegas. what are some of your favorite items of everyone else's you like to use when nesting? do you typically go for the same pack mates item every time? do you more prefer something from one of the alphas? sorry if this is a lot i’m just curious and just recently got into a/b/o kinda stuff❤️

"Hm." Felix hums a thoughtful sort of sound beneath his breath, eyes large and dark. "This is a really good question. And one that I'd say varies by omega?" He glances over at Hyunjin for approval. "Jinnie?"

"Yeah." The head omega nods immediately, offering the younger boy a soft, affectionate smile, his nose crinkling. "Yeah, just like ruts, all heats are different, no two are the same, and the same goes for nesting."

"I'm a very particular nester." Hyunjin goes on, looking thoughtful now, as Changbin, sitting beside him, slings an easy arm around his shoulders.

"We know." The alpha grins, easily dodging a pinch in the side from the glaring omega, even as he chuckles. "I didn't say it was a bad thing! Put your teeth away."

Hyunjin huffs and settles into Changbin's side regardless, even after giving him one more pointed glare with little to no bite.

"Anyway, as I was saying, I'm a picky nester and I always have been. Even when I first presented. Now that I belong to a pack, I have certain favorite items that I return to time and time again, and structure and materials are all super important to my omega when building a nest."

"I think we all have certain favorites though." Felix points out, Jeongin nodding beside him, and Hyunjin pauses to consider.

"Oh yeah, definitely, there's some items that all our omegas like, all across the board."

"Like hyung's Nirvana hoodie." Felix says with a grin in Chan's direction, even as the head alpha rolls his eyes playfully, though his body language exudes nothing but loving affection.

"Yeah, unfortunately. Because that's also one of my favorites."

Felix blows the alpha a kiss, and then turns back to Hyunjin.

"Okay, go on, Jinnie."

"Okay." Hyunjin nods, shifting into Changbin's side, as the older nuzzles his nose into his hair. "I think that we don't prefer alpha's things over other's necessarily? Yeah, alpha scents help the most during a heat, but not by themselves. They have to be layered with other pack member's scents-betas, other omegas-to really have their most powerful and helpful effect. I like my nests to be well represented and well rounded-there has to be at least one item from each member in them-so that everything is balanced, otherwise, I can't seem to settle down and relax."

Felix waits, and when it seems that Hyunjin is done for the moment, he speaks up next, tilting his head slightly, brow furrowed, as if deep in thought.

"I'm not as particular about my nests, necessarily, but I do like everything I use to smell particularly strong. Thus why I usually raid everyone's laundry baskets before laundry day, just in case."

He blushes lightly, offering all of you a sheepish grin, getting some coos in return, even as Minho pinches his cheek in an aggressively affectionate manner.

"We don't mind, Yongbok. Even if Changbin does complain."

Felix nods. "I know. And I appreciate it."

"That hoodie you took last time?" Jisung pipes up, offering the omega a heart shaped grin that crinkles his eyes. "I wore that for three days straight without ever taking it off before I gave it to you. Just for you, baby."

"Ew." Hyunjin screws up his nose in disgust, but Felix looks nothing but completely and utterly smitten.

"I know, Jisungie. Thank you."

"As far as favorite things?" Felix continues, looking thoughtful once more, considering. "Anything soft and warm is good enough for me. I don't like anything scratchy or with a lot of texture when I'm in my nest-like jeans or sequins-because I'm usually already a little over sensitive as it is."

"And I-" Jeongin chirps now, straightening up slightly beside Felix with a rakish grin. "-am still learning."

"And you're doing great, pup." Felix praises warmly, reaching out to pet the youngest omega's head, even as he butts into his hand like a needy kitten.

"The first time I ever nested was my heat shortly after I presented?" Jeongin continues, screwing up his nose at the memory. "It wasn't anything special, and I didn't really know what was happening, because it was just some frantic, primal urge then? Like, grab anything and throw it anywhere, just do something to feel better?"

"Yeah, the first one is rough. And especially in a heat." Hyunjin agrees, glancing over at the baby sympathetically. "You did great though, Innie. We were all so proud of you."

Jeongin blushes and clears his throat. "Anyway, now the hyungs have actually been teaching me how to make nests when I'm not in heat, and it's been pretty cool, but I'm still learning my preferences."

"I'm telling you-" Jisung exclaims, waving his hands at the youngest excitedly. "Make your nests into blanket forts. Do you know how awesome that would be?"

Jeongin grins. "I'll think about it, hyung."

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changbinslovelylegs · 1 year

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It gets worse before it gets better - Felix part 1

Pairing: no specific pairing right now

WC: will always be between 2k-4k words

Warnings: Language, throwing up, talk of past trauma, gyno visit, needles

Not sure if I was gonna post this yet but I decided to fuck it, updates plan to be once a week but if I miss a week don't kill me writing is hard and sometimes I can't be bothered. Anyways enjoy chapter 1 cya next week!

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"Morning Felix, how are you feeling?" Leedo, Felix's doctor asked as they sat down for his monthly check up. They see each other so often that Leedo was ok with Felix calling him by his first name, plus it makes him feel young for someone who is 32.

"Morning Leedo, Yes I feel fine thank you for asking" Felix replied, slightly fidgeting in his seat, even though this was a monthly occurrence it didn't stop him from feeling slightly scared each time.

"Did you forego your scent blockers like I asked you?" Leedo got out his clipboard so they could begin, they always started with questions first and then a quick procedure after.

"Of course, people kept blocking their noses as I walked past them" One of the many things Leedo needed to check on was Felix's scent as it was a lot stronger than average omegas, he is always asked to not wear his scent blockers a day before his appointment. That way Leedo can analyse the smell throughout the visit and check for anything wrong.

"Did anything weird happen?"

"Nope, it's just really strong, I wear the scent blockers because I once made someone pass out" this comment caused Leedo to laugh a little, writing down his notes like always. Felix could never understand why his scent was so much stronger, but after that day he refuses to leave the apparent without scent blockers unless his doctor asks him.

"What was your slick like this month?" now it was time for the nitty gritty.

The more important issue Leedo always asked about was Felix's slick, because he had a rare condition that caused him to overproduce slick, or produce slick at random times, or even produce slick inside where it has nowhere to go so every month Felix had a needle stuck into him to get rid of the slick or else his insides may explode.

"Annoying as always. I always leak if I sneeze or fart. and when I touch myself I always have to lay a towel down because I turn into a faucet at that point" Felix rants, and he (on the side) watches as Leedo writes everything down with caution. "Also, I fear that I'm a little more swollen than last month, it's been hurting the last few days" Felix admits, I mean he is talking to his doctor so there was no use trying to hide it, he's been seeing Leedo for over 5 years now!

"Oh dear, I better take a look then, please take your pants off then I'll help lift your legs into the stirrups" now it was time for the procedure, Felix never liked needles but he was used to it at this point. It was either needles or a possible surgery!

Once Felix was in position, he closed his eyes and proceeded to take deep breaths, trying his best to stay calm and pretend he was elsewhere.

It worked for long enough until Leedo explained that he was going to begin, a whimper left Felix's lips and a few tears were shed as it always did when the needle pierced his insides, thankfully the stirrups stopping him from moving around too much.

"Shh I know, you're doing so well, not long left" Leedo tried his best to sympathise and comfort even though he was the one causing the pain. The vile was halfway full and once it was almost full no more was coming out which meant Leedo had gotten all of it out, he sighed with relief and removed the needle making sure to dispose of it correctly.

"All done and all gone, you can relax now, and also get dressed" Leedo handed Felix some tissues and then undid the straps that kept his legs in place. "I'll see you next month, enjoy your weekend" Leedo was waving Felix outside of the door.

"How did it go? all good?" Wooyoung, Felix's roommate and best friend who always drove him home afterwords (since it was advised that Felix shouldn't drive himself home) asked. Felix could only muster up a nod though as he was feeling quite tired and wanted to sleep during the car ride home.

"FELIX WILL YOU HURRY YOUR ASS UP" Wooyoung called from outside the door, he was waiting for Felix to finish his business but it seemed as if he was taking forever.

"Fucking hell Woo I'm coming, calm your tits" Felix flushed, and washed his hands before exiting, "and you were listening to me poo because?"

"EW! I was not listening! I just don't wanna be late for this party. Seonghwa always calls us out for being late" Wooyoung was fixing his hair in the mirror they had next to the front door, just making sure it looked good.

"Babe you look fine lets go, you're the one who doesn't wanna be late!" Felix ushered the both of them out of the door before they started to head to the party.

It was a frat party hosted by the most elite and most difficult to get into frat. Felix heard that you had to have a rich background, drive a fancy car, and have no problems with anything that happens at the frat before they even consider accepting you.

Joining a frat was never something Felix wanted to do though, besides the obvious not wanting to go through hell week; he didn't wanna host parties every week or be forced to drink every day or only be allowed to date girls who were from sororities and boys who were from frats which was for some reason a rule at Yeontan.

Now don't get Felix wrong, he loves a good cocktail or having a shot but every day? That thought had Felix hurling in his mind. Felix had nothing against frat guys, he's even friends with some, he's just happy he isn't one of them.

"Hwa-hyung, I told you we wouldn't be late" Wooyoung exclaimed, giving Seonghwa a very tight hug which pulled Felix from his thoughts.

"Yeah, you're on time for once! Jimin texted me and said the others are already inside" Seonghwa showed his phone, but it was only close enough for Wooyoung to see.

"Oh thank god, cause I could use a fucking drink."

"Me too my friend, me too."

Once they got inside, it was nothing short of a true frat party! loud music booming from every corner, a bowl of condoms, a bowl of most likely spiked fruit punch, random bowls of chips, a plate of special brownies and of course the fully stocked bar.

There was a cup system in place so that everyone knew your status, this was implemented into most parties so that there were no incidents; red meant single, gold meant it's complicated, silver meant either taken or not interested, and black meant you were a frat or sorority member.

Felix always chose between red or silver, and it always depended on if he was in the mood to deflect drunk assholes or not. Today he went for silver, not really having the energy to talk to randos and wants to focus on having a good time with his friends. Wooyoung picked up red though, feeling in the mood to be laid.

As the night progressed, drinks were drank, and the music somehow got even louder, Felix spotted someone he had never seen before, he was holding a red cup and practically skulling it. Felix was stood to the side, watching as his friends danced closely and took some videos of them for the future memories.

Said someone walked over to Felix and smiled, holding another red cup with him.

"You look like you could use a drink, here" the strange person handed one of the red cups to Felix, but once he looked inside he sighed.

"I'm allergic to yeast, so I can't have beer" Felix shook his head and tried his best to be polite considering beer was the most easily accessible drink and this man didn't know of his allergies.

"Oh I'm sorry, I didn't know" the man took a few steps back in fear of what Felix may say next.

"Are you new? I've never seen you at these?" Felix walked closer to the strange yet totally hot person and asked. A strong wift of what could only be described as nature hit his nose and it made him gulp, he smelt good, like really good.

"Ah no, I actually go to Jongsung. My name is Chan and that's my friend Yeosang eating chips" Chan pointed to a another strange person who was grabbing himself a handful of chips.

Jongsung? oh hell no!

"What are you doing here at a Yeontan party? you have to show your Yeontan ID to get in" Felix said rather rudely after finding out they weren't from Yeontan.

Chan looked a little taken aback, but he totally understood why. Yeontan and Jongsung students haven't really been on the best of terms ever since the incident.

The people involved were defiantly punished for it, but it left Jongsung with a bad rep and quite a few people transferred over to Yeontan because they felt unsafe.

"I'm sorta friends with one of the frat guys, Jisung, and he let me and my friend Yeosang in"

"Your friends with Han Jisung? he never told me that the little shit!"

"I'm guessing your friends with him then"

"yeah, he's in my friend group,..." Felix turned his head at the sound of a loud scream, face palming when it was just drunk Wooyoung almost falling over. "For fucks sake Woo, please excuse me" Felix walked away from a smirking Chan, kinda glad he no longer had to talk to someone from Jongsung. Like he was hot, but was he hot enough to not be from Yeontan?

"Taehyung! why did you give him another vodka cranberry, you know how he gets when he has vodka" Felix was so annoyed that Jisung let Jongsung students in that he could no longer enjoy himself.

"Don't blame me, it was Hyunjin who gave them to us. I saved him from falling by the way!"

"Well wheres Hyunjin then? cause this party kinda sucks!"

The next day Felix's phone was met with a bunch of un-read messages, considering he turned it off off when he and Wooyoung left the party early.

Wooyoung had gotten a little too drunk, and Felix wanted to leave anyway so he happily took Wooyoung back to their dorm where Woo convinced Felix for some late night cuddles.

Beautiful sluts bunch

Jisung - Where did you and Woo run off to? I didn't see you last night!

Taehyung - Yeah man you totally took off after Woo's almost slip

Jisung - Almost slip?

Taehyung - Woo almost fell over and crushed his leg, but I saved him

Seonghwa - come on guys I'm sure they have a good reason

Jimin - They better cause I lost my dancing partner

Yoongi - It is way too fucking early for my phone to be making this much noise

Hyunjin - I feel you Yoons, my head hurts like a bitch!

Jimin - Too many wet pussy shots am I right 🤣🤣

Jisung - Are they even awake?

Felix - Yes I'm awake you shithead, but Woo's sleeping so shush with all the messages

Seungmin - Where did you go? Sungie and I missed you

Felix - Woo got like falling over drunk so I took him home, plus I wasn't feeling it and kinda wanted to go myself

Seonghwa - That's fine, I hope Youngie is ok?

Felix - I mean I might have to help him throw up but other than that I think he will be fine

Jimin - Aw sending my love

Taehyung - Yeah me too!

Yoongi - I send my love too if it will get you all to stop texting and let me sleep!

Hyunjin - Feed him western breakfast food it's a great hangover cure

Felix - GUYS HE'S NOT DYING CHILL

"Lixie?..." Felix turned his head when he heard a small whimper from next to him.

"Morning gorgeous, how you feeling?" Felix sat up and helped Wooyoung to sit up as well.

"I think I might be sick, oh god" that was Felix's cue to rush both of them into the bathroom, and order McDonalds with one hand and softly rub Wooyoung's back with the other.

Later that day after all his classes had finished for the day was when Felix decided to confront Jisung about Chan.

Felix just never grasped how some people could hang out with them. Ever since the incident last year both Felix and Woo never wanted anything to do with Jongsung again.

Sungie 💚💚

Felix - Since when are you friends with people from Jongsung?

Jisung - Oh so you met Chan last night, I meant to tell you

Felix - Ok and?

Jisung - Felix, not everyone from Jongsung is a bad person. Chan and I went to the same high school he's a cool dude

Felix - Does he know what happened?

Jisung - I'm not sure, it's not really something I wanted to bring up. We just hang out sometimes and I've rapped on a few of his tracks

Felix - Look I'm sorry ok! It's just what happened to Woo, and I live with him so I'm the one calming him down from episodes or comforting his nightmares, it fucked him up Sungie

Jisung - Trust me, I wouldn't wish that even on my enemies, but only 2 people were involved, not the whole fucking student body of Jongsung

Felix - I'll try my best ok

Felix didn't see Chan again until next weekend, at yet another frat party, he assumed Jisung let him in again.

It took all Felix had to not ask why he didn't go to his own university's party, instead he smiled and said hello like a normal person.

"Felix! we need to stop meeting here like this" Chan had that smirk on again, and Felix partnered along with his blush. As much as he didn't like Jongsung he couldn't lie and say Chan was ugly or that Chan didn't wanna make him suck his dick.

"Yeah I know, a little weird right?" Felix tried his best to keep his cool, but he knew that Chan could see his blush. His face was so red anyone could see it from a mile away.

"I got you a drink, don't worry it's just rum n coke, I remembered" Chan winked as he handed over the cup. Felix's insides did a little backflip, he remembered I can't have beer? oh my...

"You scent, it's pretty strong" Chan commented, leaning against the wall for support.

"Uh...yeah, I have a condition..." Felix nervously answered, and kept it vague because he only met Chan last week and didn't wanna tell him his sob story just yet.

"Maybe we should get some ice-cream sometime?" Chan joked, considering Felix's scent was coconut

"Hmm, maybe, but lets dance first" Felix didn't know what came over him, maybe it was the fireball shots Jimin somehow convinced everyone to do. But as he pulled Chan over to the dance floor, all his worries seemed to go away.

Felix even introduced Chan to Wooyoung, who was too busy grinding against Jimin and making out to notice. But Felix just assumed it was Woo being Woo, he always loved to makeout when drunk and Jimin was known as the guy who was down for anything so.

Over the next few days, besides going to class and the endless hours of dance practice, Felix spent his time thinking about Chan. He was so annoyed with himself with how much he was thinking about him but it was hard not to.

It may have been wrong for Felix to completely write off Jongsung when Jisung was right, only 2 students were involved with the incident but it was just so hard to not blame the school. Especially when the incident happened on school grounds.

Which was why it was plaguing his mind even more how Chan was able to get him to bring down his walls, and in a short matter of time no less.

"So, you like him?" Hyunjin queried, while taking a sip of his chocolate frappuccino.

"I didn't say that-" Felix tried to protest.

"The blush on your face says otherwise" Jimin smirked, taking a sip of his matcha frappuccino.

It seemed Felix was the only one who got a hot drink, his hands slightly shaking as he went to grab his piping americano.

"Chill everyone let the poor boy speak!" Seonghwa sighed, sometimes he hated being the mom friend but at other times he knew he had to be otherwise the whole friendship group would be an absolute mess.

"Thanks Hwa-Hyung, I don't know if I like like him, but I don't hate him and it's messing with me. Cause on one hand I'm like he's bad he's from Jongsung and on the other hand I'm like but he wasn't one of them plus he's hot as fuck and I had a wet dream the other night about sucking his dick" Felix ranted, but was thankful he was finally able to get that out.

"Could it be pre heat? I know when mine hits my emotions get all weird" Wooyoung asked.

"No, I'm not due for another two weeks, so it's not that" Felix pondered, his seasonly heat always came towards the end of the season, and it was only the start of August.

"Well what ever you decide just know I'll be here for you, we all will be" Wooyoung put one arm around Felix and pulled him in for a side hug, which was very welcomed in this situation.

"Of course we will, we love you always" Seonghwa added on, giving a sweet smile.

"Are we planning anything tonight? I kinda wanna go out" Wooyoung asked.

"On a Tuesday?" Felix laughed and shook his head.

"Not out out just like a movie or something?"

"I can't, Tuesdays are one of my stream days remember?" Jimin declined, considering the streams were how he made his money.

"Ew you and your streams" Wooyoung shook his head and decided to not ask any further, even though he watched majority of his streams and commented for moral support.

"You wouldn't be "ewing" me if you knew how much money I'm making" Jimin smirked, he knew his friends were ok with him being a camboy, they even watched but they never wanted to participate.

"I just texted Taehyung what you told us and he said that you most probably like him, and that you should most defiantly suck his dick but only if he promises to suck yours after" Hyunjin showed his phone and Felix only whined.

"Hyungggggggggggggggg."

#ateez #stray kids #stray kids felix #stray kids chan #bang chan #lee felix #chan x felix

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cerealmonster15 · 6 months

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HELLO. IT IS GAME TIME.

I have voice lines from each character taken from their cards, and you have to guess which character said it 🥳 No duplicates! I chose lines that mention one other character because I feel like that gives just enough context 🕺 IDK where I got the idea to do this 🤔 I think I was reading one of the character lines and I was like "hrmm this looks like something [Other Character] would say, you'd never guess [Actual Character] would say this..." & then I came up with the idea and wanted to do it bc it is FUN 🕺🕺🕺 I had a time picking these out cause god all these silly guys are so weird and unique that trying to find lines that don't immediately give away who it is was HARD, especially for characters like Idia & Rook who are incapable of saying things in a normal way JHGFDSDFGHJGFD anyway here they are, HAVE FUN. One of them is a blatant give away lol

Ow… While we were in the middle of stretching, Lilia pushed my back down as hard as he could… I even told him to be gentle.

Kalim-kun gave me crackers with a buncha different flavors. It's not a bad gift, but… I dunno, not really what I was expecting to get from him.

Diamond saw the grade l got on my test earlier. He wouldn't stop laughing at it.

I saw Jack's tsum chasing a butterfly in the hallway, and it felt odd. Most likely because Jack would never do that.

If you're not done with your assignment, maybe go talk to Azul. He'll tell you anything you want as long as you pay the price.

Trey-senpai helped me with washing the dishes. He said that it was in lieu of a present, but I feel bad having a senpai do that for me.

Malleus gave me some rare herbs he had that grow in Briar Valley. He remembered me mentioning that I couldn't get my hands on any.

I'm starting to think Coach Vargas speaks an entirely different language. Maybe I'd understand him if I took Animal Lang before Flying?

Silver trains every morning. That dedication of his is something to be admired.

Hey, next time let's go to the town at the base of the mountain. I want to try out the outfit coordination tips that Vil-senpai taught me.

Aren't you in the same grade as Sebek? What do you think about him? Isn't his voice the most annoying you've ever heard?

Epel gave me a jacket with a tiger embroidered on it. It has different colors than his. Maybe sometime we can get together and match each other!

Apparently, Ortho-kun and his tsum watched a science fiction movie together. If I were to watch m something with my tsum, I wonder what movie we should select?

Leona-kun's tsum was walking toward me, and I felt this mysterious aura around it. I almost jumped out of its way without thinking!

When I handed Grim-san a flower, he immediately ate it. All I wanted was him to say it was pretty…

The portrait that Rook sent of me… It's not terribly made but, when I think about how he was constantly observing me, I feel uneasy.

When I invited Jamil to my party, he grew suspicious and asked "What's the catch?" …And here I only wanted to get along.

I want figure out the secrets behind Ace's magic tricks, but he's too good that I can't see through it. Grr…

Riddle got really passionate when we were talking about the treats for Halloween earlier. Sweets are just amazing, aren't they?

Idia-kun seems to be in good spirits when he's in costume. There's no need to check under his pumpkin head to confirm it. His footsteps sound different than usual.

The terrarium that Jade gave me is so lush and green that it looks like an oasis. It reminds me of back home!

Epel from Pomefiore… Despite how he looks, he seems like a man of strong will. It makes me want to cheer him on.

JFLDSKJFKDLSF JUMPSCARE IN MY INBOX HI FELIX omg a game MADE FOR ME!!!!!!!!!!!! <- i love. quotes and categorizing and guessing sdjklfjdsklfjskdljfkdlsjf WAHOO!!!!!!!! god you are so right about idia and rook LOL omg i'm excited let's GO!!!

Literally pausing the fic i was writing and putting my answers in a google doc bc i know im gonna talk Forever on every guess and i dont trust tumblr or my internet to stay up long enough in this ask while i Go Crazy fjksljf <- little did I know I would be doing this over night also LOL

Putting under a readmore bc I Went Crazy. SORRY.

Final answers are BOLDED!!!!

Trey. i remember this one lol. probably his PE card!!

hmmm sounds like cater? for one of his birthday cards. i can't remember many people who call the second years -kun besides cater and i think ruggie, and i dont think ruggie would complain about food. i remember he likes giving grim crackers kflsdjkfld but thats not really how grim talks 🤔 i'm not sure exactly which bday card it is tho. i dont think it's the union card bc i have that one, so i think it's either his first suit or third bloom card? BUT THEN AGAIN ruggie might complain about crackers bc he wanted something expensive…… yeah ok im going with ruggie actually!!!

omg im pretty sure this one is beloved son juice spade. i def remember reading that one lkjsdfjlksd and i know juice calls most of his seniors [last name]-senpai. i think it was either his standard card or his dorm card but i dont remember which one wrong. Juice is later. This has to be ace?? God are you sure you only picked one quote for each person JKFLDSJKF

kdkjlsfjkldsf omg this one's stumping me!! idk why my first thought was jade LOL jade or riddle. but this has to be someone who had a tsum in the same event as jack, and jade didnt have his til tsum 2 so it cant be him. i think?? i think riddle. riddle tsum card. wait are we all heartslabyul cards first is this in order- not riddle. Umm. sebek???

ok nvm. my first thought would be one of the tweels and it sounds too Average Polite to be floyd.”maybe go talk to azul” FLOYD WOULD NEVER!!! Well maybe he would. Actually he might if hes being a little bastard “ehehe maaaybe talk to azul huh~” TONE IS EVERYTHING AND I CANT HEAR!!! Im going with jade!! I dont know which card jfklsdjkfs i should bc i god jade’s dorm card recently!! But i havent groovied it yet and tbh i dont think ive even set it in my home screen yet bc i was still going wild trying to get masquerade cards fklsdjkfls. Its probably either his dorm or standard uniform card. It feels like a standard uniform thing but tbh i do not know!! No actually im going with floyd. I think the lack of tone is throwing me off and hes being a goober. And i have too many jade guesses elsewhere!!!

6. Wait fuck this one sounds like juice but im SO sure juice was earlier with caycay [spoiler alert no he wasnt i just glanced at #12 HELP-]. And ace would never feel bad about free labor LOL jkfldsjklfjdkslfj… omg wait. Birthday card… who duos with trey…. I know epel is with him on one but im p sure that’s trey’s union birthday card. I could half cheat and just look up who has a bday duo with him but I CAN DO THIS PROCESS OF ELIMINATION!!!it feels like a first year quote but also i suppose a second year could say it. I was gonna say probs a union or bloom card bc it feels like one he’d interview for at the party but i dont know?? Who did you interview, trey… but maybe it wasnt an interview bc they kinda just show up at each others parties!!! Maybe it was jamil actually?? I think he calls the third years senpai… im between jamil and epel bc i havent guessed jamil for anyone but idk my first thought was epel…….. but now I’ve gone and picked Epel for something else so I’m picking Jamil!! Idr which bday card. One of the first two I think bc it sounds familiar to me.

7. Fuuuuuuuuuuck i have heartslabyul brain disease this one sounds like riddle 😭 but also jade!!! Wow they really are Similar, Kind Of ldksjflksdjk IM GOING WITH JADE. FOR NOW. except what if this is vil. It could be vil. Herbs for potions. Im going to die here. Ok I picked Jade for something else so I’m picking Vil now actually.

8. Uhhhh uhhhh ummm an unathletic character LOL. maybe azul or idia… im going with idia jfksdljfk oh oh and if he shortened it to animal lang, that sounds like something idia would say?? [remembering engtwst where he said rollo was Throwing A Tanty fisjkfjesjlf] ok yea lets go with idia!!

9. Ummm. ummmmmmmmmmmmmm. Um. come back to me 🚶 I’m in back uhhh I haven’t said sebek or malleus for anyone. And I mean sebek I feel like cant compliment silver without also being a bitch in the same breath so perhaps malleus? Yeah actually makes sense bc malleus calls most everyone by their last name except people in his dorm and tbh idk who else would comment on silvers training like that (except maybe juice or jack but. Begone!!!)

10. You know what’s killing me. I recognize a lot of these lines. I just. Cant remember who said them kfdlsjfklejlfe THEYRE GONNA TAKE MY TWST STAN CARD AWAY!!!! Sounds like something theyd say in the fairy gala event? Bc thats where vil was helping a bit?? Maybe kalim… or silver… UHHH… and I can’t narrow it down more bc I’ve gone thru by now and all I have left are those two and lilia and he said senpai!! Wait does Kalim say senpai. I am p sure silver does but I don’t actually remember if Kalim does!!!! Silver??? Silver fairy gala is that you????

11. HELLO????????? SDJKFLDSJKLFJSD WHO’S BULLYING SEBEK HELLO???? Sounds like firstyear warfare but this is clearly an older student talking. God im slacking i havent read as many of the newer card lines/some of the dorm ones that came out later. i was gonna say lilia til he went ISNT HE SO ANNOYING. Lilia would nev- well. I guess it depends on the tone kjfslfs lilia might say hes like. Lively or something. I could see a fan translation being like “haha hes so annoying :)” but like who else would be asking about sebek besides someone in his dorm… sounds too blunt for malleus but i havent read his or like any of the diasomnia dorm lines since they came out later AUGHH omg… and god wait what if it’s general lilia hes meaner!!! But i feel like “hey what grade are you in” isnt something hed say At War lfksjee. actually I’m picking leona for this one. Resident diasomnia hater and all around cranky bastard- WHAT IF IT IS GENERAL LILIA THOUGH. WHAT IF THATS THE LILIA LINE TO THROW ME OFF I haven’t looked at that card at all yet bc I was behind on catching up to main story when it came out!!! I could look now but I’m waiting til I’m done with the quiz LOL omg. Ok no I’m keeping Leona bc the other 3 remaining quotes I have do NOT fit him shfnfnfbfnfnf

12. HELP THIS ONE IS JUICE NOT THE OTHER ONE!!!! I remember they talk about cool jackets in juice or epel’s PE card story. And eppy duos with juice’s first bday card so i think?? It’s that one?? Why am I doubting myself tho. Like I know they talk about it in a pe card and I’ve literally seen fanart of them with matching jackets. But what if it’s ace LOL but no I’m sticking to juice!!

13. The. the language sounds like jade. Help why is everyone heartslabyul or jade. Im going to cry why is this So Hard IM PICKING TSUM JADE!!!

14. J. jack?? Ive read this line. I have!!! Tsum Jack??? WAIT NO HE LITERALLY SAID LEONA KUN. was it tsum cater???? Man who tf was in the first tsum event I need to check again bdbcbcbnfbg but i think it was tsum cater!!!

15. FJKSDFJKDSLJLFDJLS i think ive read this one too but WHO 😭flowers… fairy gala?? Who says grim san besides probably jade… this doenst sound like a jade line…. OOH WAIT maybe fairy gala ortho?? Bc i can’t think of anyone else that might say GRIM SAN and also go “I wanted him to say the flower was pretty :(“ idk ortho says everyone's full name and grim doesn’t have a full name, maybe he calls him -san

16. God this could be almost anyone. I have not read this line before ljfsjeklkfjekkjjskkjejf or wait??? Idk maybe i have now im doubting everything but maybe vil??? Like who else would rook send a painting to where they’d be like only mildly concerned [i mean maybe trey but i already know treys line LOL]. but i mean vil knows rook’s always watching him… is he really That Surprised… MAYBE EPEL????? Yeah ok I’m going with Epel I ended up picking vil elsewhere and he’s just the right bit of “rook does some strange things but i guess it’s ok….” And I think rook would get a painting of his beloved son LOL

17. Azul’s first birthday card fklsdjfklsdjfsldkf jKLDFSJF another one im 100% sure about LOL. azul 🤝trey => having very specific lines i remember LOL. but you know i know this one 🕺

18. HFDSFKJLDSJ UMMM. jack????? Maybe?? Going grr… i thought it could be GRIM but since you said he’s not an option. Wah. cries. Omg. ace did cheat at cards in jacks robes card so im going with that one

19. Help that’s so cute i love you riddle rosehearts. Omg. um. Umumum god there were so many halloween cards. idia is the only character that i remember besides riddle that loves sweets so maybe idia?? But idia def calls him riddle-shi and i cant remember how consistent he is w/it. Tbh this kinda sounds like kalim kflsjdljbut also it made me think of silver?? Like idk why i could just hear him being like 🧍sweets are amazing arent they 😐 LOL. Hmm. Kalim silver or lilia. Idr if lilia uses honorifics… ok ok ok now we are down to Kalim or lila for 19 and 21 HELP LOL!!!! I could see either of them being like haha how fun ^.^ but also I know(?) Kalim likes sweets and I know lilia doesn’t like Specifically Marshmallows…. But maybe he likes other sweets…ok I can’t dwell forever I’m piling Kalim but my runner up guess is lilia lol.

20. Who says idia kun…. Besides cater and maybe lilia idr…. But i guess sometimes he doesnt though so yeah I think rook? I’ve read this line before too I just CANT REMEMBER!!!

21. Oasis…… k… kalim??? OASIS MAKER!! Sounds way too excited to be jamil. Idk who else is associated with oasises but also lush and green… UMMMMMM. I DUNNO im going with kalim even tho i remember sand in his hometown event lol. But also at this point I’ve narrowed it down so much that it could be either Kalim or lilia. Enough enthusiasm to be one of them and lilia’s home is green I guess?? More terrarium -like to me djfnfngn the word oasis is throwing me off but also lilia has traveled the world and has probably seen an oasis… but would it remind him of home… but would Jade give Kalim a terrarium… I feel like he’d give it to lilia?? I also feel like I probably read this line when looking for Jade and lilia mischief evidence or something once lol. But I could’ve been looking for second year friendship. Or just looking at voice lines LOL omg Ugh who are youuuuu. Ok same as 19, I have to choose LOL I’m locking in lilia but my second choice in my heart is Kalim

22. Wait fuck UGH this sounds like groom outfit riddle!!! Im like. Almost positive thats a groom riddle line!!!! I remember him saying he wants to support epel!!! Unless it was groom ace… but im pretty sure it was riddle??? GROOM RIDDLE!!!

ok i had to stop doing the auto numbered thing and manually type them bc tumblr got mad at how many characters i had in that huge chunk LOL AUGH i. ok. i think i kept them ordered properly tho.

This was psychological warfare but still Very Fun!!!! I love going Bonkers over Characters and GUESSING GAMES!!!!

This taught me that it’s been too long since I’ve read certain lines and that there are a lot I need to catch up on. I’ll be on the wiki later reading the rough Everything character by character 🕺🕺🕺‼️‼️‼️

#asks #felix-the-lemon-king #work has been slow i dont have a lot to do posting my blorbos instead fjlkdsjfldsj GOD!!!

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