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jungshookz · 11 months

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flowershop!yoongi putting a little flower behind smitten!yn's ear and her not knowing how to act

➺ pairing; florist!yoongi x smitten!y/n

➺ genre; smitten!universe!! lil bit of fluff bc APPARENTLY the last smitten update was "genuinely devastating", "actually so depressing what the fuck was that cee", and "why would you do this to us" or something like that

➺ wordcount; 1.2k

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“wow. not only are you a third wheel, you’ve officially become a fifth wheel. i’m impressed, i really am.”

you immediately look up from the petunias, your shoulders drooping when you see who it is

“…yoongi.”

you were hoping yoongi wasn’t working today because you knew he was going to make some comment about you being today’s fifth wheel but of course, because the universe is constantly shoving you down and kicking dirt in your face… here he is in all his glory

jungkook invited you to go for lunch with him and ji-eun and co. because… well, why wouldn’t he invite you? you’re his friend, of course you’re invited for a nice lunch and a stroll downtown

and the only reason why you guys (aka you, jungkook, ji-eun, jimin, and taehyung) are in the flower shop in the first place is because jungkook mentioned that he’d gotten ji-eun’s bouquet and teddy bear here and she wanted to take a look

the two of them are currently chatting it up with seokjin who very clearly is trying to get jungkook to buy a massive bouquet for ji-eun and you’re slightly concerned at how good of a salesman he is because now you’re wondering if you should get a bouquet for yourself.

as for the other two, jimin wanted to get some shots of his outfit in front of the flowers because admittedly the inside of the story is fairly vibey and taehyung’s helping him out with that

and you… didn’t know where else you could go, so you decided to walk to the far end of the store and pretend like you were really interested in the petunias

“what can i do to help you, buddy?” yoongi pouts mockingly, pushing his bottom lip out and making his eyes all big as he leans against the counter and folds his arms on top of it, “i can wrap the bouquet up for you so if you run in the rain again it’ll be waterproof.”

“okay, you- you really don’t have to rub it in my face like that,” you snap a little harsher than intended, but you really can’t help it because yoongi is genuinely being an asshole, “you’re just mad because you don’t have a friend who’d do something like that for you.”

“well, if i had a friend who did all of that for me and was pretty like you, i wouldn’t be friends with them anymore,” yoongi pauses, tilting his head slightly, “i’d make ‘em my girlfriend.”

“you-“ you feel your face flush at the out-of-nowhere compliment before scoffing, “okay, now i see why you guys have five stars for customer service! i see what you’re doing, using your skills to get me to buy something-“

“aw, c’mon, don’t get all shy on me now…” yoongi laughs, reaching over to hook a finger against the crack of your elbow and tugging you back slightly, “you weren’t shy when you were practically begging me to open the shop up for you past closing.”

“no, kook, you don’t need to get another bouquet for me, honestly…” you look over when you hear ji-eun laughing lightly, and almost immediately your mood dips when you see her loop her arm through his before leaning down to rest her head against his shoulder

you wince slightly when you feel that all too familiar pinch in your chest at the sight of how loved-up the two of them are but you straighten your posture when you notice jimin looking towards your direction

you still don’t know what his problem is with you… you’ve been quite civil with him so you really have no idea why he doesn’t seem to like you all that much

taehyung is definitely the friendlier one but you’re still intimidated to talk to him even though he initiates a lot of conversations with you

you just… don’t fit in with them, and you’re slightly concerned you’re losing jungkook to them-

“what’s your favourite colour?” yoongi asks all of a sudden, and you turn around to face him, grateful that he’s serving as a distraction from the searing pain in your chest-

“uh, good question!” you clear your throat, taking your bottom lip in between your teeth before shrugging, “like… like a burnt orange. a deep-toned orange? not, like, velma from scooby doo orange, a little darker than that-“

“okay, got it.” you jump when yoongi suddenly whips a pair of shears out from his back pocket, making a snipping motion at you before rounding the counter and walking over to the massive collection of petunias

“you don’t strike me as a deep orange girl, but let me see here…” he fingers through them gently, humming to himself as he cups a flower in his hand gently before snipping it off, being careful not to clip his fingers by accident, “we don’t have a burnt orange colour, but this one is like a yellowy-orange.” yoongi flips the shears in between his fingers smoothly before shoving it into his back pocket and turning to face you, “hope that’s alright.”

“i- i mean, it’s alright with me because i have no idea what you’re doing,” you snort, leaning back against the counter with one ankle crossed over the other, “i hope you’re not going to make me pay for that-“

“i won’t. this one’s on me.”

“what are you-!” you freeze when yoongi approaches you a lot closer than a salesclerk should, and almost immediately you feel your entire face light up when he smooths some of your hair back before tucking the petunia behind your ear, his tongue poking out in concentration as he adjusts it so that it won’t fall out

“hey, look at that.” yoongi smiles, crossing his arms over his chest as he nods contently, “cute.”

you smile meekly, unsure of what to respond with and unsure of why your stomach is doing teeny little somersaults

“thank you.” you clear your throat quietly, leaning back a little so you can check out your reflection in the mirror, “it’s- i like the colour, it’s a nice colour.”

“mm, i know. i’m the one that grew them.” yoongi clicks his tongue as he makes his way back behind the counter, “anyway, fifth wheel- if jin asks, you definitely paid for that and i’ve been mopping the floors diligently this whole time.”

(later, when jungkook asks you where you got that flower and he finds out that yoongi gave it to you, you don’t notice the way he narrows his eyes slightly and looks back at the store. why did yoongi give you a flower?)

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whyse7vn · 6 months

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MR BANG? -

[ot7 x reader]

DRUGGIES

8 participants - 8 online

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jk: be honest do you guys love me

cuz why did you let me do a song with central cee…

yoongi: wanted to laugh

y/n: you didn’t even tell me

hobi: i actually begged you not to if i remember correctly!

jimin: what is central cee??

jin: what are we taking about

tae: when he said “im not a her father” it really resonated with me cuz i’m also not her father

y/n: who is her?

hobi: the block b song?

jk: wish i was her

jimin: central cee?? do i know central cee?? is this like jack hammer’s cousin or something

jin: tf is jack hammer?

yoongi: jack harlow

y/n: jack and jill something about a hill

jin: what is actually going on

hobi: too much!!!!

jk: did you like the song tho

yoongi: no!

jk: minus jack harlow

y/n: you did another song with jack harlow??

jk: i mean central cee

hobi: celery

jimin: TF IS A CENTRAL CEE??????

jin: wow i’m loosing my mind

jin added namjoon to “DRUGGIES”

tae: that’s not namjoons number

jin: yes it is

tae: omg wait

why do have two namjoons in my contacts??

jin: idk tf

leave me alone

namjoon: i am done interacting with you guys outside of work hours

jimin: do you know central cee namjoon?

hobi: we have work hours?

tae: why do i actually have 2 namjoons

i’m freaking out

do you have a twin joon?????

namjoon: no

tae: ok but why do i have two of you then??

explain that

i bet you can’t

namjoon: stop talking to me

now.

y/n: now.

hobi: that was so alpha x reader of you joonie

yoongi: x reader?

tae: alpha???

jk: namjoon has a twin?

jin: ew

someone kill it

tae: should i add the twin to the gc?

y/n: no

jk: yesssss!!!

tae added Bang PD to “DRUGGIES”

jimin: oh

tae: hello namjoons twin!!

quick question when we had that threesome did you happen to feel anything??

namjoom: OH MY GOD???

namjoon changed the gc name to “bts💜”

tae: just want to know if that twin telepathy stuff is real

hobi: do you even know what telepathy is?

tae: yeah

jimin: i highly doubt that actually!

tae: come on joon number 2 you can tell me!!!

bang pd: Wow Taehyung and Namjoon have had a threesome together?

That is what you guys do on your days off?

namjoon: HES JOKING sir lol!!

i am so sorry idk why he even said that

tae: sir lmao??????

don’t tell me ur the younger twin 😭

yoongi: wow he’s dumb as fuck

y/n: ??omg

mr bang!!!!!!!!

bff what are you doing here???

tae: what?

Bang PD: Y/n ☺️!!!

I actually have no idea it seems Taehyung has added me in here under the impression i am Namjoons twin?

tae: oh my god…….

OH MY GOD….

OH MY GOD

jin: yeah

Bang PD: It’s ok i can leave if you would like me too.

y/n: don’t be silly you can stay!!!!!!!

namjoon: sir don’t worry you can stay! we don’t really talk much here anyways

jk: yes we do

why is he lying

namjoon: no we don’t

jk: ???????

we talk here everyday

basically every hour

omg just like my song

every hour

every minute

every second

hehhehehe

jimin: yk jk can’t take a hint

idk why ur trying namjoon

namjoon: so how was your day sir?

Bang PD: It was good thanks for asking!

How was yours?

namjoon: busy as usual!

jk: why is he lying again

he was at our house

wasn’t he y/n??

he didn’t even do anything

he just sat there…

Bang PD: Oh?

namjoon: HA HA HA WOW JUNGKOOK UR SO FUNNY

wow classic jungkook!!!

don’t be silly you know i was in the studio working on the song coming out soon ha ha lol

jimin: i’m telling you he’s not gonna get it…

jk: is namjoon ok?

why is he acting strange

and lying

bet it’s the coke 😭

y/n: LMAO

not funny

Bang PD: Ha i hope that’s a joke jungkook😂

namjoon: IT IS

IT REALLY IS HA LOL

rigHT GUYs??????

hobi: HA HA HA JUNGKOOK UR SO FUNNY WOW UR HILARIOUS ACTUALLY WOW LOL

yoongi: ???

yeah

sooooo funny lol

jin: 😂😂😂😂🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😂😂🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂

jimin: wow ur so silly jungkook!

tae: LOOOOOOOL

jk: i’m not joking

namjoon: you are

jk: i’m not :(

namjoon: i’m telling you

you are

jk: why

Bang PD: Sorry guys as much fun as it was talking to you all i must leave now.

I hope you all enjoy your weekend and don’t cause too much trouble haha

The leaked chats was enough drama for this year!!!

y/n: ☹️☹️☹️☹️☹️

leaving so soon

bye bff

namjoon: goodbye sir please take care of yourself and we will definitely keep out of troubles way haha

right guys???

tae: ig

jimin: ofc bye mr bang ☺️!

jin: yes no trouble for us !!

even thought it wasn’t even my fault LOL

bye mr bang💓

yoongi: yup 👍🏻

bye

hobi: no trouble no drama!! it was nice speaking to you!!!

jk: GOODBYE MR BANG 😆

Bang PD: and before i go y/n i hope you and Jaehyun are doing well ❤️

Bang PD left “bts💜”

yoongi: huh

jin: OHMYGOD??/?:£7.

namjoon: um

jimin: HELPPPPPPPCPFFOFOFOLFK

jk: NO SAY THIS IS FUCKING FAKE OHMUGOD

hobi: wait plot twist

tae: SHUT THE FUCK UP????????????????

y/n: wow um

that’s CRAZY wow

WHAT A FUCKING SNAKE BTW

but um

wow

i swear i can explain!

WOOOOW

ok maybe i can’t lol

wow

y/ns first time left speechless 😱

first time for everything hahahaha

ok that wasn’t funny

soooo like wooooowww that was crazy

why did tae have mr bang saved under joons name ??

he’s so silly am i right or am i right??

jk: i’m going to kill myself

tae: i’ve never fallen to my knees so hard before

yoongi: nct lame as hell

namjoon: so are you dating him or?????

jk: IS THIS WHY yOU HAVENT KISSED ME IN LIKE 4MONTHS?/£:&;&; OH MY GOD

IM GONNA YEHSNDCN XNDJCJJSKFJJDMDIXJCJVK

THERE IS ANOTHER MAN

IM GOJNA KMS

IOHMXUXUDICICJDNDJCJ

y/n: ok so basically

y/n left “bts💜”

jimin: she’s so real for that

hobi: feminism

jin: LWMSODOOFO

yoongi added y/n to “bts💜”

namjoon: let’s move on

yoongi: no wtf???

y/n: hi guys !!!😁😁😁😁😁

hobi: in my baggy baggy baggy baggy baggy baggy jeans

jimin: be honest was try again about you

hobi: pls remember my answer is you 😉

jin: thought she liked mark lee

tae: she liked me once

sighs

jk: sHE LIKED MEFIRST

yoongi: yeah now ur lying

jimin: ohmygod cat fight!!!!!!

namjoon: now is not the time guys

hobi: look at joon trying to be the voice of reason

we know you mad asf rn don’t pretend 😭

namjoon: shut the fuck up both of you

jin: i’m on y/ns side i support women’s rights and wrongs!!!!

y/n: I AM NOT IN THE WRONG

jin: yeah ok you go girl!!!!!

yoongi: u saying ur not in the wrong is crazy lmao

jimin: NOO CUZZ WHY THEY FR FIGHTING JIN HOBI ARE YOU SEEING THIS

hobi: LAMSKDKKDODNDJSKSJD

THIS IS CRAZYYY

jin: TEAM Y/N!!!!!!!!!!

namjoon: stop

hobi: yk what didn’t stop

y/n when she made jaehyun her boyfriend

jimin: LAMOSDODOODODODJ

jin: HELP ME OHMUGOFJDJDJXB

y/n: okay guys shut the fuck up 😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂

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okay LMAO this was clearly an unfinished work lmao but it was so silly not to post LIKE??? and this was obviously written right after too much came out and then i edited a little of it today but yeah still hope it was silly and cool enough for you all >\\\<

tags: @piw6n @92jinnies @birdie-vhs @kooksmilitarywife @hob3loveofmylife @jujubiism @bloopkook @ratchetpizza1 @myntalks @arloo00 @watamotee33 @y2kcy3brz @taiwan0618 @indigobsessed @freyadanvers @gguksbeloved @raetf @bbsantc @winuvs @medicinemybish @bxnnyhime @leleluvsbts @baetukki @zyaaaszn @thelilbutifulthings @yojaschill @k4ngelz @jmnscutie

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megumimania · 11 months

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london boy eren, jean and connie hcs!!

a/n: back on my connie bs again after @westcinny said he gave central cee vibes i’ve been obsessed . also snuck eren and jean here cuz why not 🤭 the format changed when it got to eren and jean it was 3am when i was writing this and i got lazy sorry 😭

warnings: slight connie x reader if you squint! v brief mention of weed

mini glossary:

bump- to get on public transport without paying

bait- someone who is well known.

leng- means beautiful or attractive

CONNIE

londoner!connie who is from south and is always repping it to the point where people are sick of him like bro we get it!😭

londoner!connie who is a trapstar/techfleece warrior even when it’s hot asf outside, he refuses to take if off

but when he does take it off trust you’ll see him in a white tee, grey shorts combo with a gold chain and af1s

londoner!connie who always bumping train despite him having an oyster card with money on it (tfl be charging extortionate prices for the train tho😔)

londoner!connie who has several tattoos, (with one dedicated to you ofc) also has a shit ton of piercings

londoner!connie who’s playlist mostly consists of drill music (both uk and ny cuz he doesn’t have a preference) but is always on the hunt for new genres of music

londoner!connie who has deffo taken his birthday pic at canary wharf once 😭 (its a rite of passage for us londoners i swearrrr)

londoner!connie who used to use his e scooter to get around everywhere cuz he failed his driving test a couple of times. but now he’s driving a benz so progress ig!

londoner!connie who rarely goes to motives but when he does its because you ask him to, he always stands to the side with his drink watching you dance with your friends, before you drag him in to catch a whine from you

londoner!connie who is more of a smoker than a drinker, trust that he always has a blunt behind his ear but sometimes you’ll catch him sipping a magnum

londoner!connie who is ALWAYS at the chicken and the chip shop its gotten to the point where bossman already inputs his order without saying anything

londoner!connie who pops up to your ig stories with either ‘😍😍’ or ‘you’re looking leng icl’

londoner!connie who despite his cold demeanour is loved by the little kids on the estate like hes always spoiling them buying them sweets, toys all that shit

londoner!connie who calls girls darlin’ or babe

EREN

he would be from north or northwest london

eren would be bait like he prob has half of london on snap

he knows connie from mutual friends

fellow tech fleece warrior like he owns so much in so many colours omg

eren refuses to drive, he rides his e scooter everywhere or he ubers most of the time

he got banned from tfl after trying to bump train and got caught by the ticket officer

he’s always at motives like every week no matter how far they are

has several girls in rotation, london boys are not loyal sorry 😔

you can catch him at westfields tryna chat to girls

he got rich from crypto so he’s always at the shard or the ivy or at hakkasan

but he does fraud on the side always doing refund methods sigh

eren’s ig stories consist of him smoking, him thirst trapping with drill in the back or him flexing with stacks of cash

has an insane watch and jewellery collection

JEAN

Jean would not be from london lmao

but if he did he would probably live in like wimbledon or some shit

Hes one of those guys who claim london but they live in surrey

He’s a corteiz/stussy warrior he’d never be caught dead in anything else

Always talking about uk undergroud rap but only knows knucks or sainte

He forces the slang so hard 😭 when he knows that he had never spoken like that in his life

Jean probably drives a range rover

Hes’s always at hyde park

Jean is a vape addict like ik he has a collection of vapes LOOOL

he always shops at harrods and waitrose none of that tesco, lidl stuff for him

#aot headcanons #jean kirstein #eren yeager headcanons #vina writes: aot #aot #connie x black reader #connie x reader #this was so hard to write idk why #i hope it makes sense guys #jean kirstein x reader #eren aot #snk anime #snk #eren jeager x y/n #eren yeager

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loki-cees-all · 6 months

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For the celebration, what would Loki do if he realized your birthday was coming up but you were sad about getting older? Or being alone on that day?

The Distraction {Avengers!Loki x Avengers!Reader}

Cee's Loki Fic Masterlist / Cee and K's Glorious Birthday Bash Celebration Prompt List / AO3 Link

Pairing : (hints of) Avengers!Loki x Avengers!Reader

Summary : Another year, another birthday. All you want to do is not think about it too much, so Loki comes up with a helpful distraction.

W/c : 1.5k words

Content/Warnings : Fluff, a smidgeon of angst, Loki & reader friendship, hints that it could be something more

Author's Note : Apologies this took so long, @queen-paladin. Hope you enjoy it! <3

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“So, what are your plans for this evening?”

Bruce’s question had caught you off guard. Zoning out a while ago, you were only brought back to the reality of the Avengers conference room once you felt everyone’s gaze upon you. The meeting hadn’t started yet, and apparently the conversation had shifted to the subject of your birthday during the wait, much to your own chagrin.

“Climbing a mountain? Wrangling a wild lion? Threesome? Stop me when I’m getting warm,” Tony offered without looking up from his cell phone; even while not paying attention, he still needed to make the most entertaining guess possible.

Clint laughed as he twirled a pen between his fingers. “Angling for an invite?”

“Well, surely she’ll be reflecting on her triumphs and accomplishments over the past year. Isn’t that what mortals do on their birthdays?” Thor mumbled through a mouthful of several donuts. His question was a genuine one, and so was his smile; and he meant no harm, but it still made you shift uncomfortably in your seat.

“Only if Lady Gaga is the third,” Tony replied to Clint with a smirk. The conversation was already spiraling wildly out of control, and your throat was starting to dry up.

“Leave her be,” Natasha interrupted, sensing your discomfort from across the table. “You guys aren’t cool enough to hear about her birthday plans anyway…”

As you brought the coffee cup to your lips, Natasha shot you a wink, and you were grateful for the save. Truthfully, you hated your birthday and therefore had nothing on the agenda…other than your definitely exciting plans of catching some much-needed shut-eye and trying not to think too much about anything.

“Whatever her plans are, she’s definitely earned it. And we all wish you the happiest of birthdays,” Steve smiled reassuringly before clearing his throat to begin the meeting.

As he went on and on about intel reports and reminders about the importance of collateral damage mitigation, one pair of eyes continued to linger on you - soft, thoughtful, curious. He hadn’t said much during the previous conversation, but then again, he never did.

Instead, Loki preferred to study and listen, to learn whatever he could in the silence of everything left unsaid. And once the meeting finally adjourned, you silently retreated to your private quarters, eager for the silence where no one would expect you to say anything.

The evening snow had cocooned the city in a blanket of chilled warmth, cozy and elegant and quiet. There were no sirens and emergencies that night; it was so cold outside that even villains and criminals couldn’t be bothered to stir up trouble.

Snuggled up tight in your bed inside Stark Tower with your phone on silent mode, you drifted in and out of consciousness - thinking about everything that had passed you by, dreaming about what you’d never be able to accomplish. You had made it to the Avengers Team, an impressive feat to be sure, but how long would that last?

Would you ever feel like you’d made it in a building surrounded by Gods and geniuses, miracles and champions? Would you ever find love? Did Avengers ever get a happy ending? Probably not…

The knuckles of a careful hand tapped on your door, rousing you from your thoughts. It was late - almost midnight, minutes away from not having to think about your birthday for another year.

Begrudgingly, you extracted yourself from the warm blankets and trudged to the door of your private quarters. The air was frigid and sharp, and you shivered as you brushed the hair out of your eyes and looked through the peephole.

Loki waited on the other side of the door, standing tall and regal, yet casual and sincere, all at the same time. And despite the late hour, or maybe even because of it, he looked even more beautiful than usual.

You had no idea why he was here; you hadn’t spent much time with him outside the confines of missions, but you always wished that was different. When he did speak up, he was clever and funny, and he seemed to be at least somewhat amused by you too. But he preferred seclusion, and so did you.

Swallowing hard, you scrambled to smooth out your wrinkled pajamas and comb your fingers through your messy hair, trying to appear at least somewhat put together as you pulled open the door.

“Apologies for the late intrusion, but…could I have a moment of your time?” he greeted, smiling an infuriating combination of charm and consideration.

You nodded and tried to ignore the butterflies in your belly as you stepped aside to let him in. “Yeah, of course. Sorry, I just got back from the, um…”

Loki followed you inside, his hands placed casually in his pockets as he looked curiously around your room. But his gaze returned to you as your voice trailed off, waiting patiently for you to continue.

“From the, um…place with the…” you trailed off again, trying to come up with an interesting thing you had done that night. Loki arched an eyebrow and an amused smile crept across his face as he watched you try to come up with a believable lie.

Sighing heavily and resigning to admit the truth, you collapsed down on the couch. “I didn’t go anywhere tonight. I really hate my birthday.”

Loki chuckled and sat down carefully next to you. “Yes, I’d gathered as much. It seems like birthdays are a mixed bag for humans…”

“Yeah, they really are…” you replied quietly, staring at your fingers as they pressed and fidgeted with one another. “Is it the same way with Asgardian birthdays?”

Loki shifted on the couch to lean back and cross his legs. “Well, we don’t really have a concept of birthdays where I’m from. After the first thousand or so, I’d imagine that they’d probably become incredibly…tedious,” he answered thoughtfully.

“Yeah, that makes sense…”

Silence descended upon you both, and you realized it was the first time you’d ever been alone with him. He smelled like an ancient forest and the spices of a distant land. It was comforting, and suddenly you couldn’t remember why you’d never invited him over before.

“So what is it about your special day that’s left you so melancholy?”

You laughed and shook your head as you leaned back too, staring up at the ceiling overhead. “You’re the God of Lies, and from what I’ve gathered, a quick study on humanity. So why don’t you tell me?”

“Well, from my thorough interrogations of other humans…” Loki smiled teasingly before letting out a deep breath. “I’d wager it has to do with the passage of time. The reminder of your own mortality. The pressures that society places on you to have the best day ever. When in reality, it’s just…another day one needs to make it through.”

You turned to look at him, and he met your gaze. His green eyes were beautiful, sparkling even in the low light of your quarters. “Mmm. You really are a quick study…”

“Well, I do what I can…” Loki hummed in response. His lips parted as if he wanted to say something else, and your breath hitched; but instead, he turned his head to look out the window.

Returning your attention to your hands, you tried not to think about what he was going to say, or what it meant that he was here. That you were alone together. That he was…trying to comfort you, in his own way.

“It’s a pity to waste all that…” he murmured absentmindedly as he pulled the curtains aside.

The snow was starting to pile up outside, and the sky was filled with fluttering sheets of crisp white, effortlessly dimming the lights of the city and making you feel like you two were the only ones left in the world. “Shall we go and have what you humans call a snowball fight?”

You laughed incredulously. “The God of Mischief wants to spend the last few minutes of my birthday having a snowball fight?”

Loki turned back to you with a playful grin on his face. It was intoxicating and delightful. “Why not? You seem like you could use a distraction. And what is mischief if not a distraction?”

You couldn’t help but smile, the biggest one you’d had all day. Loki returned your smile in earnest as he stood up, ready to go. He held his hand out for you to take it, and you couldn’t believe the blessing he was offering.

“Okay - but no magic. I am just a weak mortal, and it is still technically my birthday…” you teased, accepting his helping hand.

Loki laughed with a warm smile. “Agreed, I won’t use any magic. Wouldn’t want to humiliate you on your birthday, now would I?”

You really didn’t care whether you won or lost the upcoming fight. All that mattered was that you had a distraction - and Loki was the perfect one.

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shadowkoo · 8 months

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What Friends Are For

→ Summary: When your closest friend confides in you with something truly surprising, it's only natural to step in and offer your assistance, because that's what true friends do, right?

↠ vernon x f.reader | 2.8k words | 18+ ↠ genre: smut, best friends, friends to lovers, virgin/first time au

→ Warnings: explicit & unprotected sex, oral sex (male & female receiving), handjob, doggy, language, creampie, jealousy, teasing, slightly dominant!vernon, virgin!vernon, riding, breast play, nipple play, dirty talk, fingering, rough sex, deep dicking, hair pulling, begging, cum swallowing, deep throating

→ Author note: This is an updated version of an old fic of mine, I hope you enjoy it!!! If you’d like to read this on ao3 instead it’s been crossposted here! As always, all likes, reblogs, and comments are appreciated <3

“You can’t be serious!” you burst out laughing, sharing a dumbfounded look with your best friend. You’re at his apartment and he just finished telling you the most ridiculous thing ever. You chuckle again while you continue to look for a movie to watch. “You are such a liar.”

“I’m dead serious, don’t laugh,” Vernon huffs, “You have no idea what it’s like having to pretend with the guys like I know what I’m talking about.”

“Oh please, I know you’ve watched porn before and I still don’t believe that you’ve never at least gotten a blowjob before.” He can’t be a virgin. And you seriously doubt he’s made it to twenty-five without ever having his knob slobbered on.

“Well, it’s true! So just let it go,” he barks. “I shouldn’t have said anything.”

You look over to see if he’s just playing with you, he has to be. But you’re surprisingly shocked to see that he genuinely looks upset.

Realizing you hit a nerve, you apologize. “I’m sorry, I guess I just can’t believe it.” You click on a random movie to ease the awkwardness and decide to text your friends.

♡y/n♡: okie serious question, who wants to blow vern [7:50 pm]

♡cee♡: askjlasjdflkj !! [7:50 pm]

♡mal♡: giiiirl what are you on [7:50 pm]

♡y/n♡: he’s feeling down, someone’s gotta take one for the team [7:50 pm]

♡anna♡:: 👀 …. [7:51 pm]

♡anna♡: KIDDING [7:51 pm]

♡anna♡: but on a real note, why can’t you?? [7:51 pm]

♡y/n♡: ur joking right [7:51 pm]

♡cee♡: yeah you do it, i’m busy rn [7:51 pm]

♡cee♡: plus we all know he wants none of us [7:52 pm]

♡mal♡: lmao truuu [7:52pm]

♡y/n♡: what’s that supposed to mean?? [7:52 pm]

♡mal♡: idk why don’t u suck on ur boyfriend [7:52 pm]

♡mal♡: sorry i mean boy FRIEND [7:52 pm]

♡mal♡: major emphasis on the friend [7:52 pm]

♡y/n♡: i hate you guys [7:52 pm]

♡anna♡: no u don’t, now grow a pair of balls and play with his [7:52 pm]

♡y/n♡: OMG [7:53 pm]

♡cee♡: ur with him, aren’t you? sounds like the perfect time to do it [7:53 pm]

♡anna♡: and let us know after how it was 😏 and size, we’re all curious [7:53 pm]

You set your phone down intentionally upside down so Vernon can’t see the messages. At one point, you did have feelings for him but you pushed them aside in fear of ruining your friendship. How pathetic is that? Peeking over at him, you wonder if those feelings ever actually went away, or if you’ve been pretending this whole time.

He’s very attractive, that’s obvious. The last time you thought about your feelings for Vernon was about a year ago when he started dating this horrible girl. She was awful, but he was trapped under her spell and it drove you two apart. Back then, you thought that it was for the best since you wouldn’t have had the courage to tell him to break up with her and date you instead.

They dated for almost 6 months, and when they broke up Vernon was devastated. It didn’t take long for your friendship to go back to normal after their time apart, so that’s why you didn’t want to take any chances now.

Those 6 months without him were miserable and you didn’t want to live without Vernon in your life again. He was too special to you to let something as silly as old feelings come between your friendship. You don’t want to mess it up.

But on the other hand, you’ve heard friendships often create the best relationships. Would yours?

Vernon cares for you, that’s a given. But how far does it go? Sure, you two pretty much act like you’re in a relationship, but you haven’t kissed. Other than that one time when you brought drunk Vernon home… but that didn’t count because he was trashed at the time and didn’t remember it, or so you told yourself.

If you are ever going to make a move, now is the time. Do you really want to lose another chance that the universe is obviously lining you up for? Why else would he bring up the fact that he’s never had a blowjob unless he secretly wants you to give him one? Does he want more than a blowjob? Does he want you to…take his virginity?

You force yourself to quit overthinking and muster up enough courage to ask, “Vern?”

“Hmm?” he responds. He’s so caught up in the movie you’re watching that he doesn’t seem to notice you sit up and scoot closer to him. Your hands are shaking but you aren’t going to let that stop you.

‘God, what am I doing? This is so embarrassing…’

“Can I…” You mumble nervously, not being able to finish the sentence.

“Can you what?” He asks back, still not really registering what you are about to say.

’Well,’ you think to yourself, ’It’s now or never.’

You move off the couch to kneel in front of him and rest a hand on his thigh, commanding his attention away from the TV screen.

“Please, let me.”

It takes Vernon less than a second to understand exactly what you’re asking and he has no idea how to respond.

If he’s being honest, he’s always had a thing for you. Though he’s never had the guts to make a move or even admit it to you.

He swallows nervously as his length inevitably twitches in his pants. “You’re joking right?” ‘She can’t be serious. There’s no way. This had to be some kind of sick joke. But you don’t look like you were joking. In fact, you look like you’re pleading. Holy shit…’

“Not at all. I mean, we’re friends, right? Friends help each other,” you say while sliding your hands up to the button of his jeans. His eyes follow your movements as you unzip his pants and reach a hand in.

“You really don’t have to. Mingyu’s having a party and I’ll find someone and get laid this week-” his words are lost in his mouth as you wrap your small hand around his rather growing member.

“Why would you want a stranger to do it when you could have me? That’s what friends are for, silly.” You’re trying your damn hardest to make it sound like you’re doing him a favor as a friend and not doing this out of your own desire, your own need to touch him - to taste him. It’s your safety net in case he says no. In case this ends badly. However, you aren’t so sure that’s the message you’re sending since you’re quickly pulling his pants down his thighs.

You look up at him and run a finger over his tip before bringing him into your mouth for a taste. “Before I continue, I need to hear you say that you’re alright with it. Tell me that you want my mouth on your cock,” you demand playfully while your hands stroke his length.

Vernon is at war with himself. Should he give in to his desire of wanting you? Or should he pull back, laugh this off, and forget about this? How the hell is he supposed to forget about this? To forget the look of you on your knees asking to suck him off? There’s no way. It’s impossible.

“Fuck,” Vernon rubs a hand over his face and you freeze in fear of what he’s going to say. “Babe, you can do whatever you want to me. Fuck.”

Without hesitating a second longer, you lean down to take him in between your lips. His girth stretches your mouth in the most wonderful way, and you’re unable to control the moan that escapes from your parted lips. God, you aren’t even embarrassed. You lift your eyes up to watch him, his mouth ever so slightly opens and his tongue drifts out to lick his lips.

Vernon is lost. Is he supposed to hold your hair? Is he just supposed to sit here and watch? Should he be praising you right now? He has absolutely no idea. All he knows is that what you’re doing with your mouth is driving him crazy. “Oh my god, this is what I’ve been missing out on? This whole time?” Vernon leans his head back in pleasure. “Fuck,” he gasps, “I have a lot to catch up on.”

Hearing his words gives you more courage, and you relentlessly bob your head on his length, making sure to have just enough suction while doing so.

You pull back for air and let your hands tug on him while you kiss his tip, listening happily to his husky groans. Honestly, this is the best part of giving a blowjob. Knowing that you can make a guy, let alone Vernon, feel this good. You feel him twitch in your mouth and moan in pleasure. Drool is running onto your hands at this point, proof of how much you like his taste.

Vernon smirks, “I don’t know who’s enjoying this more. You,” he quickly inhales as you shove your mouth further down onto his length, “Or me.”

You slowly pull your mouth off of him, watching his face twist as you tease the underside of his tip with your tongue. “I don’t know, the look on your face tells me that you’re enjoying this a lot,” you taunt.

His legs quiver as his length once again finds the back of your throat, your hands massaging his balls. It’s too much. He has to cum, he can’t wait.

Wanting to help him out, you hum and instantly feel the sticky liquid running down your throat. Your hunger grows listening to Vernon call out your name, his hand pulling at the hair by your neck.

He watches in wonder while you swallow him, licking some of his seed off his length when you release him from your mouth. You lift a finger to rub the remaining cum around his tip, “You came.” Vernon shudders while you tease his sensitive member.

“Shit, Y/N,” he whimpers, “I couldn’t hold it any longer; not when you were doing that last thing.”

“I hope you’re not tired because I am so not done with you yet,” you whisper. You had a taste of him, and now you want more. You want all of him, and you don’t want to wait another second.

The lingering salty aftertaste in your mouth is washed away by Vernon's kiss as he pulls you up onto his lap. He lifts your shirt up and off of you, barely breaking contact with your lips in the process, before he takes off his own in the same manner.

Your hands rub along his chest, feeling his muscles tighten and relax as your touch moves along his silky skin. His head dips down to catch one of your breasts in his mouth. You roll your head back as his tongue plays with your hardening nub, a gasp leaving you when his teeth graze your nipple.

Your head snaps up when he pulls away from you.

He chuckles, “Relax, it’s time for me to return the favor.” He leaves a wet kiss on your other breast and moves down to nibble on the inner part of your thighs. After what feels like years, his hands reach for the waistband of your shorts and pull them and your panties off of you.

His tongue protrudes out and licks your center before moving closer to your clit, which he circles and sucks on gently at first. His mouth on your heat pulls moan after moan out of you, and you involuntarily take a fistful of his blonde locks when his tongue enters you repeatedly.

Vernon pulls back all out of breath and his cheeks glistening. God, it’s such a turn on to see him like that, his face damp with your cum. He reaches for you at the same time you grab for him. His lips crash against yours, your tongues twisting with each other.

Vernon slides a hand back down between your naked bodies and rubs your sensitive clit, making your back arch in pleasure. You moan into his mouth which he gladly swallows before sliding two fingers into your dripping heat, bringing you right back to where you just were. Only this time, your juices cover his long fingers instead of his face.

Just as you finish riding out your amazing orgasm, Vernon starts to sit up. Although, your hands are wrapped around his neck so he doesn’t make it that far. You pull him back down onto you, which he isn’t ready for. His knee falls next to yours, his other foot landing on the floor, causing his length to rub right up against your wet heat.

You both gasp at the contact, but it isn’t enough for you. Your hand moves to grip his member and bring him further between your lower lips, your hips moving along with his - until he hesitates, his eyes full of worry…

Vernon bites his bottom lip as you ask, “What is it?”

“I don’t know if we should go any further. I don’t have protection,” he explains.

“Oh Vernon, I don’t care. I need to feel you.” You kiss him again. “I’m on birth control anyway. I need you inside me,” you finish before gripping his hair to pull him closer to you. “Fuck me, Vernon. Fuck me hard, please,” you beg, “It’s all I’ve dreamt about. I need your thick cock stretching me out. Please, Vernon,”

Vernon almost dies hearing you say that. Shit, he’s dreamt about this moment too, and watching you beg him to fuck you like that made his length twitch with excitement. There is no way in hell he’s going to say no to you after hearing that. He leans in to kiss you hard before dipping his tip into your dewy folds. He’s being too gentle for your liking, typical Vernon behavior, so you push him to sit up and lean against the back of the couch, yourself following, and slide the rest of the way down onto him.

It takes you a moment to collect yourself before rolling your hips into his. Once you’re ready, you anchor yourself by holding onto his shoulders and he lifts his hips up to meet your delicious pace.

Your arousal soaks his member as he slides deep inside you. It’s a perfect fit, he hit all the right places and has you squirming in his arms.

“Oh my god, Vernon!” you whine, gyrating your hips to bring some relief to your aching bundle of nerves. Sweat covers both of your bodies as you fuck each other. The pleasure is almost unbearable; your insides scream for release.

As if he knows exactly what you want, Vernon flips you over and squeezes your ass cheeks before he enters you from behind. You push your face into the throw pillow below your head and grip the sofa’s arm for dear life.

“Oh god, don’t s-stop,” you drag out while he ferociously pounds into you. Vernon groans and hovers over top of you. His hand wraps around your neck and pulls your back against him.

This new angle has you shivering and Vernon can tell that you’re close again. His other hand wraps around your waist, pulling you down onto him harder. The sound of your arousal echoes through his living room, your breaths combining with the creaks of his couch.

You feel Vernon stiffen inside you, he’s close. “Cum in me. I want to feel you cum in me,” you sigh, begging for him to do so.

Vernon grits his teeth, there’s nothing he wants more than to fill you up with his cum right this second. Your legs clench as you tip over the edge. The climax hits you both instantaneously and sends you spiraling.

“Oh my god, oh god!” you cry out. Wave after wave of pleasure passes through your limp body. Thankfully Vernon is still holding onto you or you would have fallen off the couch. Resting against him, your breathing matches his.

His delicate touch leaves goosebumps along your body where his fingers trace. Everywhere tingles. You can’t remember the last time that you came this hard. It’s earth-shattering, exhausting, and yet you feel totally full of new energy at the same time.

Vernon’s cum starts leaking out of your folds, it’s a strange feeling. This is the first time you let someone cum in you and it felt oddly satisfying. Vernon reaches over to the coffee table and grabs a tissue to clean you up with before laying back down on the couch, bringing you on top of him.

“Jesus,” He pants, still completely out of breath, “Where the fuck did that come from.”

“I don’t know but I’ll be needing more of that when I wake up,” you moan, your eyelids feeling awfully heavy. Vernon’s chest vibrates, laughing at your response. He puts an arm around your waist as he whispers, “Thank you, for… well you know. That.”

“Mmm, no problem.” You turn your head over to look up at him and smile devilishly, “That’s what friends are for, remember?”

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lawsvalentine · 1 year

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Iconic Romantic Movie Moments They Do • OP Men HC • (SFW)

Fem!reader

Charcters: Monster Trio, Usopp, Law, Ace, Sabo, Marco

CW: None. Pure Fluff

Cee’s Note: Soooo this idea came to me when I was watching Tangled and the lantern scene happened and then I just started thinking about my favorite romantic scenes from movies. Hope y’all enjoy 😉

Luffy- Spider Man Kiss

One day Luffy was feeling a bit mischievous and decided to use his stretchy legs to hang from the top of one of the rails of the Sunny to scare you. He saw you turning a corner and positioned himself before springing down in front of you causing you to let out a high pitched scream. Luffy started to laugh hysterically at your reaction, causing you to pout and whine his name.

Despite his prank, you couldn’t stay mad at your silly boyfriend. You also couldn’t deny how cute he looked hanging upside down so you approached him and decided to lay one on him. You gently held his cheeks, as your lips continued to move against each others. As you pulled away, Luffy had his signature grin plastered on his face making you giggle. From that day forward, Luffy decided to surprise you like that more often just to receive your kisses.

Zoro- Ghost Clay Scene

One of the activities you liked to do in your spare time is pottery. After asking Franky to build you a pottery studio (which he happily obliged) that became your favorite place to be on the ship. Zoro had been looking for you when he noticed you didn’t show up during his training to bug him. When he finally found you, he smirked as a bright idea came to his mind.

Next thing you knew, your back was pressed against Zoro’s bare chest, his muscular arms wrapped around you, fingers interwined with yours as you both molded the clay in front of you. He pressed soft kisses to your neck making you squeal and turn your head. Let’s just say, Zoro made a mental note to do this more often with you.

Sanji- Lady and the Tramp Spaghetti Scene

Sanji wanted to take you to a restaurant for a date once you guys docked the Sunny. You told him if he could woo you on the date, you would give him a kiss at the end of it. He got a nose bleed just thinking about the challenge and he was determined to win it. You guys were at this fancy Italian restaurant where he ordered the couple’s spaghetti special on the menu that could be shared with two people. Sanji knew he was close to wooing you after the gentlemen like charm he was giving you throughout the date.

When the food came, you both gawked at how huge the plate was. You were slurping up a noodle and you couldn’t help but notice how long it was but that didn’t stop you. Little did you know Sanji was also slurping the same noodle and before you knew it, your lips met in middle. You pulled away, eyes widened and cheeks heating up from the kiss. Sanji with heart filled eyes was babbling on about how soft your lips were and how he knew he would win a kiss from you. You roll your eyes and press your lips against his again to shut him up.

Usopp- 10 things I hate about you serenade

You were chatting with Nami and Robin when you mentioned how romantic it would be to be serenaded in public. Usopp overheard the conversation and although he was nervous of the thought of publicly singing and dancing in front of other people, he was determined to impress you. With the help from brook with the song (lets just pretend that can’t take my eyes off you existed during that time) and Franky and Luffy with the choreography, Usopp was ready for his performance.

You guys were in the middle of a town when Usopp started performing his serenade. He was on top of high ledges of a building, prancing around, singing his heart out to you. He would occasionally wink and point to you during his song, and you would be lying if you said you weren’t swooning. You and the crew were cheering and hyping him up as he continued his serenade. In the middle of his song, a couple of marines spotted him and started to chase him. But the show must go on, because Usopp didn’t stop his serenade despite him being chased. You were a giggling blushing mess throughout the entire song but you loved every second of it

Law- Love, Actually Card Scene

Law has had a crush on you for a while but didn’t know how to tell you because he was afraid he would say the wrong thing and mess it all up. He isn’t good with expressing his emotions, let alone being romantic. Bepo, Penguin, and Sachi knew about Law’s dilemma and came up with a great idea. At first, Law refused but after penguin and Sacchi’s begging and Bepo’s puppy eyes, Law decided to give it a try. But he threatened to shambles them off the Polar Tang if it didn’t work.

You heard a knock from your door, causing you to get up and open it, revealing your nervous captain. He was holding some big cards with his usual serious face. You read card after card, him flipping one over the other. The last card he hesitated for a moment, cheeks starting to tint pink, as he revealed the card. It read “will you be mine?”. Your eyes widened and mouth opened in shock before changing into a beaming smile as you wrap your arms around him and kissed him. Bepo, Penguin, and Sacchi, who were hiding in the hallway watching the whole thing, quietly celebrated and high fived each other.

Ace- Tangled Lantern Scene

Ace had an idea for a date night for you but he needed some assistance from Marco to make it happen. Ace was leading you on the beach, blindfold over your eyes to the spot. Once you two reached the spot, he removed your blindfold revealing a small boat with two lanterns in the middle of it. You were confused yet intrigued for what was to come.

As you two set out, you were both holding the lantern in your hands. With a countdown, you both released your lanterns into the sky. Your face was in awe as more lanterns started to float around the air. Marco was flying around above you two dropping the lanterns around you guys. You reach out to catch one before releasing it back out. Ace just sat and admired how the lights illuminated your features. You commented on how beautiful the lights were, which Ace responded saying it didn’t compare to how beautiful you were. You blushed at his words before leaning in to kiss him.

Sabo - Enchanted Ballroom Scene

You and Sabo were assigned a mission to go undercover to gather information from a ball thrown by one of the celestial dragons. You guys had to blend in so you both were in expensive ballroom wear. Sabo thought you looked gorgeous in your gown. A slow song started playing(again lets pretend this song existed in their time) and sabo asked for your hand to dance.

You were shocked considering he had been previously complaining about how he “doesn’t dance”. So you accepted his offer and you two made your way towards the dance floor. From the way he gently held you as you both swayed to the way he was looking at you, you couldn’t help but get lost in him completely forgetting about the mission

Marco- Titanic Deck Scene

You had always expressed to Marco how cool you thought his devil fruit power was. Especially the flying, wishing you could fly like he does. Marco had offered to take you with him into the sky but you weren’t sure if you were brave enough to go that high. So he got the bright idea on how to ease you into it.

He held out his hand that you hesitantly took as he lifted you up at the edge of the ship. It was a bit high but not a bad place to start. Marco brought his arms around yours, intertwining your hands as he slowly brought your arms out wide, mimicking his wings. He slowly removed his arms without you realizing it, and you felt amazing as the wind blew under your arms making you feel like you really were flying. He chuckled at your excited expression, as he brought his arms to wrap around your waist and hold you.

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kairiscorner · 8 months

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reader creating silly miguel emojis and sending them tk the spider society gc for everyone to use bc shes a fun gal ;p (and she likes annoying him too)

fr. (did i legit make a whole ass dc server for this? yes.) sorry i didn't change my display name to y/n, i got lazy 😭😭😭 also written ver with additional scenes under the cut !!

(reblogs are greatly appreciated, it helps get my content out there! if you guys like what you see, please reblog it too <:D)

shitting on miggy cutely. 🫶— miguel o'hara x reader

✧ written version !! ✧

after lyla had signed miguel up for a discord account, much to his frustration, you immediately got a hold of his username (which was really generic, he named himself: 'miguelohara' at first, but lyla changed it up to: 'migolohellnawh') and added him to the spider society's discord server. you made a channel that was dedicated to showing miguel all the stickers and emojis you and the society had made that was just full of memes of miguel. thanks to earth-928's social media, you were all fed with silly stickers and emojis of him for days; you all had a spam channel where hobie and pav would have contests to see whose thumbs could spam more miguel shitpost memes, but that would be a story for another day.

as miguel got notified that he was added to a server, the first thing that caught his eye was the vulgarly named channel of the server: "shitting on miggy". he brought his eyebrows together and tapped on the bold text of the channel's name. he asked what that channel was for, pointing out the name in a disappointed manner as he typed. lyla giggled under her breath as she watched miguel try to act intimidating and angry over text, but his scrunched up face crinkled even more as he saw that the first thing you sent him was a sticker of his stern, stoic face that had the words: "this ugly son of a bitch is fucking super hot chicks and basically you are fucking stupid. how? ...just watch the free video."

miguel had clicked the sticker, and he saw the file name: "singlehotmominyourarea". he huffed as he texted you, asking you what that was that you sent, because he thought it was an actual link to something. he took his reading glasses and, when he could make out what it said, he got angrier than he already was earlier. he told you what you sent was not at all funny, and when you replied that—no, it certainly wasn't... it was very hysterical, though—you sent him a very pink and cutesy sticker of him with cat ears. miguel groaned as lyla took a hundred screenshots remotely from his phone. "where are you even getting these?" he asked you as you kept sending him more shitpost stickers.

"but i don't even like horses." miguel muttered as he saw the "save a horse, ride a cowboy" sticker you sent. "yeah, you're scared of them." lyla reminded him as he rolled his eyes. "no need to remind me." he said as he typed out that he 'hated' (didn't fear, there's a difference, and that is that miguel is fucking lying, he is scared of horses) horses. but of course, you knew his secret, and miguel pounded his fist against the arm of his computer chair. "are you seriously telling them on your end?" he asked lyla as she stuck her tongue out and shrugged, looking all smug as miguel grumbled and told you that he didn't ask for your correction, only for you to send an emoji of your favorite girl dinner: his five course meal ass on display.

"yeah, you need ass correction 'bee cee' this bakery is packed; what...?" he read aloud as lyla groaned. "get with the times, old man." "we don't say stuff like that in 2099 anymore, don't tell me to get with the times." he told his AI assistant as he looked through the emoji catalogue you guys had, and among them all, a colorful one stood out to him and he sent it—hoping you could tell him what was on the emoji, but knowing you, you'd of course mess with him again. you told him the emoji, which was promptly named: "doublecheekedup", meant the very sticker you sent him in response. it was similar to the cat-eared one, but it read: "i <3 my girlfriend", with miguel's angry face in the heart.

miguel looked at it all confused and pulled his reading glasses away from his face and back on to see if he was reading this right. he asked you if he was supposed to be flattered about your sticker, with him immediately following up with his honest opinion; that it was irritating instead of flattering to him. you told him the sticker was more 'sexy' than it was irritating or flattering, and you soon sent him another sticker, where he was diving face first with his legs spread and bottom out. miguel looked at it all baffled and flustered, where were you getting these photos...?

you asked him who he was spreading for, asking if it was you, while sending him an emoji with his back turned to the camera and his ginormous bottom in full view. miguel couldn't make out the text in the emoji and told you the text was too minute for him to read it. he also cleared up that he wasn't intentionally spreading his cheeks for anyone, he had just 'stumbled'. "sure ya did." lyla said as she appeared over miguel's shoulder with a smug grin on her face. "i really didn't, though." miguel said as lyla nodded slowly, her smug grin not leaving her face as miguel saw your next message. "because you wanted to spread your asscheeks for me, i didn't spread for anybody!" he screamed aloud in the confines of his office, pounding his fist on the arm of his computer chair as you sent the girl dinner emoji that was the very profile picture of the spider society's discord server.

miguel was heated in the face and heaving... oh, was there some unspoken feelings he was hiding about your little provocative words? maybe... he might sound like he wants out of the server immediately, but deep in his heart, he'd stay; even if you'd annoy the shit out of him with those damned emojis and stickers. they were irritating, yes, and maybe just the tiniest bit flattering in a twisted way for him. "wow, you're a masochist." lyla pointed out as miguel mumbled for her to shut up, but she was right as always.

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cloud9 agency ☁ jjk x oc

synopsis. faced with decisions that can change the course of her career, the art director of the cloud9 agency decides it is time to act and reignite the flame she had once lost. and all because of an intern…

genre. non-idol au ; slice of life au ; intern!jungkook ◦ fluff ◦ angst ◦ smut

pairing. JJK x OC

rating. M

wordcount. 4.5K

warnings. feelings of distress when you know you did something wrong and you also don’t know what to do with your life.

a/n. 생일 축하합니다, 친구! to the one that makes being the youngest a challenge, i hope this makes you happy on your special day~ i love you to the moon and back, cee! let’s be friends forever 😌💛

chapters. 2 — 3 — 4

It hadn’t yet occurred to Jungkook how terribly awful work could be. That only happened, of course, after Carolina’s departure from Cloud9. What once he did with pleasure and gratification, soon became a disturbance. Going to bed to wake up early the following day to go to work had become something abominable. It pained him to see his life wasted with something that no longer brought him a joy to do.

He was quick to make up his mind about his stay at the agency. With his internship close to terminating, he had no doubt he didn’t belong there. In fact, that might’ve been one of the few things he hadn’t been questioning these days.

Jungkook was an introspective kind of guy. Although, most times, he didn’t show it. For a decision to be made, it resulted in many sleepless hours, his mind replaying the countless scenarios that could develop due to his actions.

“So, what are you going to do now?” Jimin’s question was barely perceived by the group as he had just stuffed his mouth with chips. His focus was torn between his friend’s problem and the videogame that he was now losing.

“Suck on that!” Taehyung childishly sang, not daring to skip the replay of the goal that had placed him in the victory spot. It was now two for one.

While Jimin curses under his breath, Jungkook’s smile is disrupted by his own thoughts yet again. “I’m not sure.” He eventually comes to a conclusion. “Jin got me a gig at his modeling agency. Some good might come out of it.”

“Kim?” Jimin keeps his head, suddenly interested. Jungkook hums positively. “Can I go with you?”

“What?” Jungkook is as confused as Taehyung looks amused at the question of his housemate and that only increases the suspicion. “Why?”

“He’s been going at it about this one girl—blonde short-hair, blue eyes, foreign accent…” Taehyung trails and from the corner of his eye, he can see Jimin smiling sheepishly. “She’s a model at the same agency as Jin.” Taehyung summarizes and is quick to continue on about the previous subject, “But I mean, the worst thing that can happen is you losing your home because you can’t pay rent.”

Jungkook frowns as he watches his friend stuff his mouth with the popcorn he had bought for their hangout. It had become a habit of theirs. Every Friday night they would go to each other's houses to play video games or watch sports on the tv. Taehyung and Jimin lived together, so every other week Jungkook would have them over. Would those be the last popcorn he bought? His eyes widened at the thought.

“And let me tell you, you have a great home,” Jimin adds.

Jungkook is left speechless, a whole new problem forming in his mind. He doesn’t see the rest of the game his friends are playing nor does he get brought back to reality the two times Taehyung celebrates another scored goal.

“I think I’m gonna go grab some food.” Jungkook gets up from the ottoman.

“It’s our turn now!” Jimin gesticulates to the screen, controller in one hand wobbling in a threatening way. Jungkook had already lost to Taehyung, much to his displeasure, and now they had to decide, out of the three, who was the ultimate loser. The final match. “Let’s order in instead. Taehyung, search something up.” He nudges his friend, noticing how he was glued to his phone, scrolling on his ex-girlfriend's social media profile.

“Nah, you guys play another round.” Jungkook plays with his lip ring, his brain working fast as he comes up with the perfect words. “I think someone might’ve been cheating during the penalties.”

The simple shrug he adds at the end, accompanied by the head tilt towards the Capricorn is enough for Jimin to be completely revolted, hands in the air as he claims unfairness and a complete disregard of the previous match.

As he could do with his eyes closed, Jungkook travels across his living room, promptly fetching the keys that lay on the entryway table, right next to the marbled-clay-like tray that his sister-in-law had given him when he first moved into the apartment.

He doesn’t take the elevator to reach the ground level. Instead, he prefers to rush down the stairs, allowing his mind to be occupied for the twenty seconds it takes him to arrive. That was, of course, only one of the reasons why he had settled for the stairs. Ever since Taehyung had gotten stuck in the elevator, Jungkook tried his best to refrain from using it.

He welcomes the chilling wind that hits his face as soon as he steps outside. But the more he walks, the more he begins to think he should’ve driven. And so he fastens his pace, with only one more block left to cross.

As he makes a turn, he can already see the red neon light of the restaurant that lights the entire street.

He reaches the door, and the thought of calling the restaurant beforehand crosses his mind. Now, we will have to order and wait, to then have to walk back home. He’s tired and sighs, before mustering a small smile to the girl at the register.

“Good night, sir. What I can help you with?”

He quickly glances down, his right hand unlocking his phone as he checks there are no unread messages. Either his friends were still playing, or they were satisfied with being surprised by his choice of the menu.

He feels tense about making a decision but ends up playing it safe, and buying enough fried chicken for the three to eat and repeat until they feel nauseous.

“Sousa,” The young man behind the counter yells, as he raises a plastic bag and drops it on the counter. His abrupt movement lets the steam that was being held captive inside free.

Jungkook eyes widen and for a moment he thinks he misheard.

“Order 71, under Sousa.”

The young man calls again.

And that is when he sees her.

Carolina strides towards the counter, apologizing as one of the sides of her headphones pushes her hair back, making her features perfectly seen. Her cheeks are a soft shade of pink and it was noticeable how uncomfortable she became from all the stares she gained from the starving customers that awaited their orders.

She hadn’t seen him, of course. And Jungkook panics when the thought crosses his mind. Of her seeing him. Would she pretend she didn’t know him, ignoring his presence completely as if no one but a mere ghost stood on his shoes; or would she march towards him, bag swinging towards his face as she shouted hurt left-to-say words? He looks left and right and if his neck could handle a 360, he would’ve. His breath accelerates and he only manages to put his hoodie over his head, eyes glued to the ground as his bare toes become the focal point of his admiration.

He notices how his index and middle toe try to surpass his big toe. How his pinky is so small that he can barely see his nail and how his twin, from the other foot, is crooked. And how the buckle of his sandals seems to be hanging only by a couple of threads. And so he keeps on switching between

It feels like hours go by and he doesn’t dare to look up, too scared he would find her there, with the most disappointing look on her face.

“Order 78, Jeon.” The young man calls. “Order for Jeon.”

And he finally dares to look up, sighing in relief as he notices that she’s not there.

Jungkook is exhausted. His legs hurt and he doesn’t remember when was the last time he had to stand for some many hours. The little money he’s being paid certainly doesn’t make up for all the hard work he’s been putting in.

As expected, Jin hadn’t been completely honest with the job description.

It had seemed a little bit preposterous for an agency of such caliber to hire someone with so much ease to run a photoshoot. And they hadn’t. In fact, they were simply looking for something similar to a busboy. Someone to clean the lenses of the cameras, adjust the lights and even get water to the crew. The only time Jungkook got to hold a camera was when the photographer had to sneeze. And then he had to disinfect it, as he refused to grab any device held by peasants.

So, by the time Jin and he were walking back to his car, he had also ruled out working in the fashion industry. Jungkook tapped the steering wheel, impatiently, as he watches through the rearview mirror Jin stacking up his bag on the trunk of the car.

“Should I drop you home?” The car roars, finally signaling their trip was about to start and Jungkook was closer to getting his much-deserved rest.

“Actually,” Jin types feverishly into his phone, fingers smashing the screen. “we have a party to go to.”

“A party?” Jin doesn’t care to look at Jungkook, but the face he makes matches the discontent in his voice.

“Yeah, I have a friend you need to meet. He might need a photographer for his events.” Jin finally puts his phone down, now looking at the driver that, despite having the car running, hadn’t moved from the parking lot. “With this many gigs, I might have to start charging you a fee. Plus, you got to look at my handsome face for 10 hours.”

Jungkook laughs drily along the vivid chuckle of Jin, not amused. The rumpled envelope with little over 100 bucks in Jungkook’s jeans begins to weigh uncomfortably in his pockets. He would really have to reconsider accepting help from friends in the future.

Alas, the youngest doesn’t fight Jin in his decision of going to the party. Instead, he agrees, mentally convincing himself that he would be able to lose him and get home as soon as possible.

As they descend into the depths of the city, the pulsating energy of the underground club engulfed their senses. A heavy bass reverberated through the air, intertwining with the rhythmic beats of the hip-hop music playing. The dimly lit ambiance added an aura of mystery, with flickering neon lights casting vibrant hues across the smoky room. The space was filled to the brim with a diverse crowd, their bodies swaying and grooving to the infectious tunes, creating a living, breathing entity of music and movement.

Jungkook got to learn Jin's friend's name as soon as they arrived at the club. Agust D. Also known as Yoongi. The posters hanging from the walls next to the stage made the designer doubt that he needed any help. At least, one that Jungkook could provide.

Perched on an elevated stage, Yoongi commanded the attention of the entire room. With each track, he was able to manipulate the crowd’s emotions. The air was thick with anticipation as he expertly curated a sonic journey, carefully having selected tracks that ignited the crowd's energy, compelling them to lose themselves in the music.

Amidst the swirling sea of bodies, conversations were carried away by the thunderous sound system. Laughter and shouts of excitement intermingled with the music, creating an exhilarating cacophony of human connection. The atmosphere was electric, with the collective joy and euphoria permeating every corner of the club.

That was, of course, but from one table in the very far corner of the club. Jungkook sat alone, as he wobbled his head to the music. The drink he had was now nothing but melted ice and he risks losing his table as his lips begin to feel dry and he makes his way to the bar.

He orders his drink and leans against the counter. His gaze wanders across the sea of bodies swaying to the music, each lost in their own world of rhythm and movement. The dim lights danced upon their faces, casting shadows and revealing moments of pure joy.

Engulfed in his surly state, Jungkook can’t shake off the feeling of being watched. He turns his head subtly, scanning the crowd. And then, on the edge of his peripheral field, he saw her—a familiar face that sent a jolt through his veins. A mix of surprise and uncertainty flickered in her eyes as she met his gaze. Memories flooded back, reminding him and her of the pain he had caused and the lack of effort to make amends.

Time seems to slow down as their eyes locked, and Jungkook’s heart races with a medley of emotions, seeming to accompany the rhythm of the music playing. A mix of anticipation and anxiety surged through him, uncertain of how she would react to his presence as he notices her move from the far end of the bar she was in, to the stool next to him.

“Carolina, I—” He struggles to find the words. Doubt of even being able to make himself heard through the music crosses his mind. “I—hum,”

“Huh…” The girl’s finger contours the oval rim of her cup. “So you developed a stutter.”

“What?” The way he frows his eyebrows shows how confused he is. The musician up on stage now helps them converse, as he stops the music to take a break and puts on some background music.

“I always wondered what had happened to you,” She grabs her cup, her exposed back leaning against the cold counter as she faces the crowd. “Guess now I know.”

Despite feeling the sarcasm in her voice, Jungkook can’t help the warm feeling that overflows inside him. She cared enough to think about him from time to time and that, in some strange way, gave him hope—hope that not all was lost.

She doesn’t spare him another look, though, and doesn’t wait for his response either, as instead, she launches towards the sea of people that stood by them and the stage.

“Oh, wait–!” Jungkook hurriedly grabs his drink, bumping into some people as he rushes after her. His eyes are fixed on the girl as he weaved through the sea of bodies. He could feel the distance closing between them. In a sort of drunken courage, he couldn’t let the opportunity slip away without expressing how he was feeling.

Breathing heavily, Jungkook finally catches up to her, gently grabbing her arm to get her attention once again. She turned, surprise mingling with a trace of skepticism in her eyes. The air crackled with tension as they stood face to face, the music and voices surrounding them fading into the background.

"Can we talk?" Jungkook mustered, voice barely audible through the deafening music. Carolina hesitated, but after a moment, she nodded.

Grabbing the girl’s hand, Jungkook navigates their way through the packed dance floor as they make their way outside, seeking refuge in the relative calm of the night. Walking in silence, once outside, Carolina lets go of his hand.

Jungkook looks at her, confused.

“So? Go on…” She urges, her voice laced with a mix of curiosity and impatience. As she spoke, a slight shiver ran through her, a reminder of the biting cold outside. Her arms wrapped tightly around her body, as she began to miss her jacket laying somewhere inside the club.

Noticing her discomfort Jungkook’s eyes flicker with concern. “My car is parked out back.”

“Lead the way,”

Minutes passed, the silence stretching, as Jungkook struggled to find the right words. The weight of his past actions hung heavily in the air, and he could feel her guarded gaze fixed upon him. The music from the club thumped in the distance, a constant reminder of the chaos that existed just moments ago. With a deep breath, Jungkook finally mustered the courage to break the silence, ready to face the consequences of his past and make amends for the hurt he had caused.

Jungkook mustered the strength to utter the words he had longed to say, his voice laced with genuine remorse, "I'm sorry." However, as the confession left his lips, he felt his throat constrict with an overwhelming mix of emotions. His mind raced, searching for the right words to continue, but he found himself at a loss.

The cold air seemed to hang still, magnifying the weight of the moment. Carolina had hoped for more than a simple apology, looking for a deeper understanding and an explanation for the way things had been left between them. Yet, as the seconds ticked by, she sensed his hesitation and the struggle within him wouldn’t allow him to continue.

Her patience began to waver, and her face portrayed a mix of confusion, frustration, and hurt. The harsh reality of the situation settled upon her shoulders, and she wrestled with a turmoil of conflicting thoughts. Her first reaction would be to leave the car immediately. She had long been disappointed by Jungkook and his actions. Adding yet another memory to that wouldn’t break her. Yet, it didn’t feel right. It felt like she should fight, and scold him even, as she craved to know the reasons behind his behavior months ago.

Caught in the tense silence, the girl's emotions swirled within her, her eyes darting between Jungkook's troubled face and the darkness that engulfed them. The cold seeped deeper into her, both a physical discomfort and a metaphorical reminder of the distance that separated them. At that moment, she stood at a crossroads, unsure of which path to take.

As she dangled on the precipice of a decision, her eyes locked with Jungkook's. A surge of raw emotion coursed through him, and at that moment, without warning, Jungkook's hesitations vanished.

In an impulsive act of desperation and longing, he closed the distance between them. With a swift motion, he moved forward, capturing her lips. Time seemed to stand still as their mouths melded together, her heartbreak momentarily forgotten. Their connection ignited, fueled by the intensity of their shared memory in that same car.

Their lips moved fervently against each other. The coldness of the night faded into the background, replaced by the heat of their intertwined bodies. Their embrace grew tighter, hands exploring each other's contours with a mixture of urgency and tenderness.

Every touch, every brush of their lips, spoke volumes that words had failed to convey. It was a moment of surrender, a bittersweet collision. The weight of their unspoken conversations hung in the air.

But just as their connection deepened, a sudden interruption shattered the moment.

The sound of the car door opening behind them broke through the haze. Startled, Jungkook and Carolina pulled apart, their eyes widening in surprise. Their hearts raced as they turned to see Jin—a mischievous grin spread across their face—climbing into the backseat of the car.

“Please, pretend I’m not here.” The oldest speaks. The way he drags his words shows how drunk he is.

Their faces flushed with embarrassment, they fumbled to regain their composure. Awkward laughter filled the air. They exchanged hurried glances, their expressions a mix of flustered amusement and lingering longing.

Trying to steady his racing heart, Jungkook searches for Carolina’s eyes. Their stolen moment of intimacy had been abruptly cut short, and they now found themselves wrestling with the unexpected intrusion.

“I’m Jin, by the way.” The drunk lunches forward, hand reaching out to the girl.

“Not that nice to meet you, Jin.” She reluctantly shakes his hand, before grabbing her purse from the floor and making her escape, hurried footsteps echoing in the night.

Jungkook's heart sinks as he watches her, his mind racing to process what had just happened. Without a moment's hesitation, he rushes after her, desperately seeking clarity amidst the chaos.

“Cee! Wait, please!” He calls out, voice screaming with urgency.

“We’re not doing this again.” She turns around, voice trembling and he searches her eyes for answers, his own filled with a mix of confusion and longing.

“This is insane…” He whispers. “Please give me a chance to explain.”

“I’ve got to go.” He notices how her face goes blank, eyes suddenly boring with their conversation.

"No, wait—" She can't help but notice how he constantly keeps on changing his weight from one foot to the other. "I really want to—"

"I'm leaving," She interrupts with a tighter grip around her purse.

“I’ll call you tomorrow, then.” He reaches for her hand. She takes a step back, a mixture of uncertainty and fear clouding her judgment. “Alright?”

Reluctantly, Jungkook released his grip, watching her retreat into the night. As he turned back towards the car, he was met with Jin, passed out in the backseat, completely oblivious to the emotional turmoil that had unfolded. Frustration welled up within Jungkook and with a heavy sigh, he settled behind the wheel, uncertainty gnawing at his thoughts as he drove home.

Jungkook woke to a day devoid of purpose. The weight of unfinished tasks hung heavy in his mind and yet he couldn't muster the motivation to face them. Instead, he decided to choose the solace of his dimly lit apartment, seeking refuge from the outside world.

The morning sunlight timidly filtered through the curtains, casting faint shadows on the cluttered room, a live representation of the disarray his mind was in.

He had a lot to do. Yet, there was no sense of obligation in the tasks at hand so, as the day wore on, frustration slowly coiled around Jungkook's soul.

His mind kept on drifting back to the previous day. His body felt exhausted and he still felt bitter about the mess Jin had dragged him into. A deep sigh escaped his lips as he replayed snippets of the gig, wondering how he had let himself be trapped in such a situation.

Truly, Jungkook welcomed the frustrated thoughts as a different memory kept on tugging at his heartstrings. The vivid recollection of Carolina yet again in his car. He felt intoxicated by her as if he was under the influence and unable to form a coherent line of thought when it came to her.

Afraid and uncertain, he kept on delaying the promised phone call. Until the sun had begun to set and he forced himself to—at least once—act upon his word.

The silence of his phone echoed the emptiness in his heart as Jungkook dialed Carolina's number. But she didn't answer, and his unease deepened. He longed to discuss their unresolved issues, seeking a chance to mend the fractures in their connection while at the same time hoping she wouldn't pick up, unsure that he would be able to have the conversation over the phone. With each unanswered call, his anxiety grew, pushing him to make a decision.

As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting the world in shades of twilight, Jungkook's determination reached its peak. With momentaneous courage, he pocketed his phone and stepped outside, his footsteps echoing against the pavement as he made his way to his car. His destination was clear—a green apartment building.

The glow of streetlights cast a hazy aura around him as he neared Carolina's residence, his heart kept pounding in anticipation. The night sky mirrored his apprehension, stars twinkling like distant flickers of hope.

With each step toward the building's entrance, Jungkook's confidence solidified, determined to confront the uncertainties that had plagued him for too long. His heart pounded with a mix of relief and trepidation as he scanned the rows of mailboxes outside the complex. His eyes darted from one name to another, searching for the name of the girl that made it hard to breathe.

Fingers trembling, he clutched his phone tightly, contemplating whether to make one final attempt to reach her before pressing the bell.

Just as he was about to give up and resign himself to leaving empty-handed, his gaze settled on her name, neatly printed on a small metal plate. He pressed the last digit of her phone number one final time as his finger hovered over the bell, ready to announce his presence.

As the ringing echoed through the receiver, Jungkook's heart thudded with each passing second. One ring, two rings... his anxiety threatened to consume him. But just when he thought he would be swallowed by the silence, a faint voice broke through the void.

"What?"

He opened his mouth for a brief second, closing it right after as he craved his nails on the palm of his hand. A rush of emotions flooded his body.

"Hello?" Carolina made herself heard once more.

"I'm outside," His breath sounded shaky and he hoped she couldn't notice it; or at least that she would attribute it to the cold outside and not his nervous heart.

"Outside?" She trailed, her voice laced with confusion.

"I'm outside your building. We should talk."

She went silent for a while and Jungkook felt like his heart was trying to climb his throat, an attempt to escape the situation his brain had put him in.

"3C."

The phone cries as the call ends and Jungkook is startled by the sudden buzz coming from the door beside him. He ascends the stairs to the third floor, anticipation mingling with curiosity heightening his senses. As he reached her floor and approached the door adorned with the letter C, he took a deep breath, preparing himself for what lay beyond.

He knocks lightly and Carolina swings open the door, revealing herself to Jungkook in a state of casual allure. She was quite the sight.

She's wearing sweatpants and her hair cascades around her features like a lion's mane, wild and untamed. Yet, there's a heaviness in her eyes, devoid of the usual spark of happiness. With a mere gesture, she commands him to enter.

Upon entering, he found himself immersed in a unique blend of minimalism and chaos. Carolina's love for color was evident in every corner of the room. Vibrant artwork adorned the walls, injecting life into the otherwise serene atmosphere.

Amidst the vibrant hues, traces of Carolina's minimalistic tendencies peeked through. The furniture was simple yet functional, carefully chosen to maximize space. Clutter was kept at bay, although occasional hints of disarray whispered of a mind too restless to fully embrace tidiness. The sight tugs a smile from Jungkook's lips as he recalls her desk at Cloud9.

His gaze fell upon a comfortable sofa, draped with a mismatched assortment of throw pillows in various shades. A cozy blanket was haphazardly thrown over one armrest. The air hummed with a hint of creativity as if the very essence of her artistic soul permeated the room. His eyes follow her, as she settles onto the couch, the pillows embracing her form as she sank into the softness.

As Jungkook stood, his nerves coursing through him, she waited rather impatient, her stoic expression holding an air of anticipation. The silence hung heavy in the room, urging him to break it, yet his words remained trapped within. A mix of longing and uncertainty flickered in his eyes as he searched for the right words, desperate to close the gap that had formed between them.

"Cat got your tongue?" Carolina's apathetic demeanor heightened the suspense, leaving Jungkook yearning for a glimmer of understanding, a crack in the facade. In that charged atmosphere, the stage was set for a pivotal moment, a conversation that held the potential to mend their fractured bond or shatter it irreparably.

[ chapter 4 ]

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Love Interview - Phil Lewis (L.A Guns) 💕

Year : 1989

Words count : 1432

> Phil Lewis X C < @sunsetdaydreamer

It wasn't so long ago since L.A Guns released Cocked And Loaded, their second studio album and now they were on tour

They were around Los Angeles, really close to where Cee lived

Cee is a 25 year old music journalist, she interviewed a lot of musicians since she first started her career in 1982 when she was only 18

She worked for Hit Parader, she really loved her work, she loved talking to musicians and learning about their life, she was at her work when her boss called her

— Okay, well...as far as we know til now, L.A Guns is on tour for their second studio album, Cocked And Loaded, they are around here and i see a good opportunity to put them again on Hit Parader! — the boss looked at her with a smile — Talk to their vocalist Phillip Lewis

— That's great! It will help em' with their album! It sounds so cool, I'm in! Where are the members in this moment? — Cee smiled

— They're in a hotel really near from here, Four Seasons Hotel

— Oh, God, it's practically here! I'm going there! — Cee smiled

— Great, good luck! — The boss said and smiled

— Thanks, Jordan! — Cee smiled and got out holding her purse happily

...

Cee got into the hotel and asked about L.A Guns and the lady told her the rest of the members were hanging out and the only one at the hotel is Phil, who was at room 204 (7th floor)

— Oh thank you — Cee smiled and got into the elevator and waited until it was in the 7th floor

She kept looking at the door and she stood at room 204, she breathed deep and knocked the door

She heard him say : — oh, i'm coming — his voice is so shy and soft

— Hi, I'm Cee, nice to meet you Phil! — Cee said as he opened the door

— Hi, nice to meet ya too — Phil smiled and he leaned his body trying to seduce since he's such a flirty guy

— could we hang out? Look, I'm a music journalist and i work dor Hit Parader, i would really like to know if you'd like to give an interview — Cee said as she blushed

Phil laughed softly and shy, then he smiled and said, looking into her eyes — why not?

He turned off the lights and locked the door, he put the room keys into his "Rip And Tear" pants pocket

They were getting out of the hotel and then they were walking on the streets together

— So ummm... — Cee started and Phil immediately looked at her, she continued — I listened to Cocked And Loaded and it's such an incredible album, you guys should reach a number 1 hit at least here in the U.S

Phil smiled and said : — Thank you darling

— You're welcome. — Cee smiled

They got into a restaurant and they sat into a table

— You were in band called Girl, with Phil Collen from Def Leppard, you guys released two studio albums in the early 80s, Sheer Greed and Wasted Youth, and later on the you disbanded, in Wasted Youth era, what led the band to be short lived that way? Could you explain? — Cee looked at him

— Actually, we described Girl as a poem, not an 8 part novel... we didn't want to become big at all, ya know — Phil said

— Why? — Cee went kinda serious

— Cause i don't think we were good enough to become big...we sounded terrible, except Phil Collen who is a fuckin talented and dedicated guitar player, so Def Leppard didn't get him in vain but...yeah that's it! We were not that nice, mostly in the U.K! — Phil said

— But...Phil, you were REALLY NICE! I think, i really do! Never in my life i have seen 5 glam boys singing and playing the way you did! But its okay, its your opnion anyway — Cee said

— Thank you kindly, darling — Phil smiled, flirty and started to rub her chin tenderly

Cee smiled shyly

— So...could you tell me about you? — Cee smiled

— Oh, yes of course! Ummm...i was born in Hammersmith, England and...uh-, my mother was scottish and her family as well, and my dad is english. I actually have a step dad, who i call my old man or even dad since i never knew my biological father — Phil said calmly

— Oh, what about your mom? — Clara

— She passed away when i was around 5 or 6 years old...yeah, tough thing for a little kid to deal with, but okay, its life and that is what unfortunately happens to anyone. The only thing left for us is to accept and let it happen — Phil said

Cee felt her heart a bit heavy, she never imagined Phil got through this in his life, she decided not ask much about it

— I grew up with my then dad and its been wonderful. We travelled a lot, we went to Belgium, France, for examplem Oh, and Spain, by the way, i speak spanish too — Phil laughed, he had such soft and genuine laughter

Cee laughed as well

— So you experimented and even ate every kind of food and sauce around the world...? That's nice, really nice! Talking about foods, which food do you like the most? — Cee asked

— Ooooh, you just hit me hard now, Cee! — Phil laughed and started to think — Hummm, i need to say it's Ravioli — smiled

— Oh, same! — Cee smiled

— Oooh, thats wonderful! — Phil smiled

— Yes it is! ... Well, did you went to normal school, that you go there and gets back home later or boarding school? — Cee asked

— Boarding school. I lived in school from 8 to 16 years old and then i dropped out and started my real life. And i need to tell you, times living there were wonderful, but also a relief when i left — Phil laughed and Cee laughed too

— Did you have any friends there? — Cee asked

— Yes, i did! — Phil said

— That might be teasing but...what about the girls? — Cee laughed softly

— Oh, that's okay Cee, no problem! By the way i like to say something about him because its a funny thing. Well, girls from my class used to call me a freak and then the older girls were much nicer, not to mention that some of them used to flirt with me. I did the same and gave them that same flirt back to them — Phil laughed

Cee laughed as well — You're a nice guy, honestly, i see Boarding School made you a gentleman. I highly appreciate this —

— Oh, thanks! — Phil smiled

— No problem! And did you live somewhere else out of England, or Spain as you told? — Cee smiled

— Yes, i lived in Denver in the 70s, mid 70s. Around 1974, 76' — Phil said

— Oooh, interesting, nice! — Cee smiled with that — And...what are your favorite musicians? — asked

— Oooh, there are so many, Cee, but okay, the main ones are Heavy Metal Kids, as well as Gary Holton, Alice Cooper, Janis Joplin, David Bowie, Japan, Deep Purple, Rolling Stones and Black Sabbath. — Phil smiled

— Oooh, cool ones! And what about that one, "Japan"? — Asked Cee

— Oh, yes — Phil laughed — I am not referring to any japanese band, and they're not japanese, they are actually english. They were my main influence when i was in Girl, they were OUR main influence! The 2 first Japan albums still rocks my world, honestly. I highly recommend you to listen to it, you will not regret it — he laughed

— Oooh, interesting story! — Cee laughed softly

— If you look at us in some old Girl memorablias, mostly at me youre gonna see some reasemblance between myself and David Sylvian, if you ever seen of course — Phil laughed

Cee laughed and then said — Ummm, i think ive ever heard that name...well, im gonna search more about it later — smiled

— Then they released other really nice albums, and then they disbanded. But its okay, i understand that — Phil diz

—Ye me too, thats the way it goes — Cee said

— You are a really easy person to talk to, ya know, i quite like talking to you — Phil smiled as he drank his champagne

Cee smiled — Same — she unconsenquently took his hand he took hers, smiling as well

They talked and then it was time to go, but it such a great night, and OBVIOUSLY Cee would add the best parts to the issue

#phil lewis #la guns #80s #glamrock #steve riley #tracii guns #la guns fanfic #fanfic #phillewisxreader #lagunsimagines #phillewisfanfic #phillewisimagines

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jungshookz · 11 months

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well, don't just stand there, stranger... come give me a hug!!!!!

hello!!!!!

i know it's been a long LONG time since i've posted anything on here but i can officially say that i have come home and also WHY did nobody clean up after themselves because this house is looking very dusty and the milk that i used for my coffee has curdled so someone please take care of that

all jokes aside i am back!!! i'm sorry for disappearing on everyone the way i did. if i'm being perfectly honest (because i always want to be honest with you guys) i'd gotten into my first relationship with someone who turned out to be pretty toxic and i'd completely lost myself because i was so hyper-focused on trying to make him happy and make the relationship work. i lost all motivation to write which was devastating because writing had been such a huge part of my life ESPECIALLY when it came to this blog and the lil community we made together.

i won't go into too much detail but i'm okay and healing now! i've missed all of you so much and i'm so excited to get the headquarters back up and running! i'm excited to talk to you guys every day again and get back into writing!! please excuse me while i get reacquainted with the blog and get settled into things.,,. if u notice any screaming from my office and glitching on the blog it's just because i'm bonking the side of my monitor trying to figure out how things work around here bc as u all know i hated technology in the first place and only know how to write and post and nothing else

and thank you to all of you who sent in or continued to send messages to me. it really means so incredibly much to me that you cared enough to say something and check in on me. when i left i didn't think it would be a big deal because people leave all the time but scrolling through my messages this morning i was like huh! maybe me poofing into thin air did a little more damage to our home than i thought!!!! i'll try to respond to all the messages but if i don't get to yours please know that i've read it and i see you and appreciate you!

i love you guys so much and missed you more than you even know! i'm ready to see where the future takes us :-)

ok seriously where's the mop bc there is a layer of dust on the ground

cee <3

#announcements #ahhhhhh #i missed this #i missed you!

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hoperays-song · 5 months

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I saw you talking about your Sing x Pokemon Au and I just rlly wanted to ask what the Crystal Co. Characters would be like??

Ooooooooo more Pokémon AU!!! Thanks for the ask and I hope you enjoy! - <3 Gooseless

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The plot of the movies themselves wouldn't really change much, just adding in some pokémon details and world building, so the storyline is essentially the same. The time between and after the movies are where the real change would be.

Ps. I took this to mean all Redshore characters, hence why they're all here.

The Crystals:

Crystal Entertainment Enterprises does also exist in this AU and they do still run a theatre! They produce shows and musicals with people and pokémon and have their own tv network, magazine, etc. However, they also run the Crystal Gym, which is actually an Ice Type gym despite the environment of Redshore! Jimmy is the gym leader and Porsha is training under hi to take over his role as well as the CEO of CEE.

Jerry Swell:

Jerry is still Jimmy's assistant and also the substitute gym leader when Jimmy does not want to battle. He fills essentially the same role he does in the movie but with pokémon and occasionally battles. Jerry is also still the COO of CEE.

Suki Lane:

She also continues to fill her role as CCO of CEE as well as being the main point of communications with Jimmy himself, needing her to arrange matches with Jimmy or Jerry for the gym. Nothing really changes from the movie, again just add pokémon.

Klaus Kickenclobber:

The dance school does still exist but it's actually now a dance and performing school, training up performers instead of just dancers. Klaus is the same guy however, and nothing about him really changes.

Ryan Willis:

The top performer of the Kickenclobber Troupe, Ryan's role has not changed much, though he is now known as last year's finalist for top performer in the country and is aiming to the crown this year again! He is also now kinda known by the troupe beforehand because this and is much more well known publicly outside just the dance sphere like he is in the movie.

Nooshy Peart:

Nooshy is still a street performer, however, this is mainly due to them not liking the formality of actual showcases. She retains the same role and essentially everything from the movie, just adding pokémon and why they're not in the professional sphere.

Clay Calloway:

Still a reclusive musician, but he did do some light performing before starting into the music sphere. However, functionality wise, his character and story does not really change, just adding in pokémon.

Ruby Calloway:

While Ruby was still a manger for performers, she also was a trainer when she was young and made it to the last rounds in the championship several times.

Alfonso Romano-Hassan:

He is a vendor in the Crystal Gym food court and also has a lot of ice types! Alfonso doesn't really change much though, just now is explicitly in a a contract with CEE.

Harry Ochieng:

Harry is still a hypnotist but is also a psychic specialized performer contracted to CEE. His role in the movie and short remain the same though, besides a few bonus interactions.

Darius Andeno:

Darius is another frequently contracted performer. His role does not really change much though he is now explicitly contracted a lot due to his mother's position on CEE's board of directors. Oh yeah, and is dating Harry.

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melishade · 7 months

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Attack on Prime Autobot Anthology: Sixth Sense

Main Story

Mikasa Ackerman

Wheeljack’s Perspective

A New Identity

"So why did Hanji call both of us here again?" Arcee demanded as she stepped out of the Jackhammer. They had just arrived at Hanji's outdoor office, full of equipment, 3D gear, and damaged tree trunks, "You're the one who does the experiments with them."

"Commander wanted to test something new and they said that they had to 'put a pin in'," Wheeljack explained.

"Let go of me!" Someone screamed at the top of their lungs. They looked over to see Hanji dragging the first human that they met on this world: Sasha. She was being dragged to the site by the waist, desperately trying to break free.

"I need your help because you have a similar gift to Mike, and I want to analyze it!" Hanji proclaimed.

"Is this what Eren goes through?!" Sasha demanded.

"You also owe us for keeping Wheeljack and Arcee a secret-!" Hanji noticed Wheeljack and Arcee staring in surprise, "Hi!"

"Hanji, I thought this was important," Arcee said.

"It is!" Hanji plopped Sasha right in front of them before gesturing to her, "This is Sasha Blause!"

"Heeeeyyy...," Sasha dragged out as she gave a small wave.

"Right, you said that you wouldn't tell anyone about us," Wheeljack recalled.

"Which I am still mad about." Hanji poked Sasha in the cheek, "But that's not why I brought her here! See, Sasha has a tremendous sixth sense, that for some reason, is able to pick up on Cybertronians like you guys!"

Arcee looked perplexed at the notion, but Wheeljack was curious.

"Really?" Wheeljack asked them.

"Yeah!" Hanji exclaimed, "That's how she was able to know you were here in the first place."

"I don't like this!" Sasha exclaimed.

"We are not going to run severe experiments," Hanji reassured, "I want to see how far your sixth sense can reach."

"It can reach over walls! Can I go?!" Sasha practically begged.

"Wait, what do you mean walls?" Arcee asked.

Sasha sighed in response. "When Wall Rose was breached, I...sensed what I later learned was Buckethead. And apparently, he was in Wall Maria or somewhere farther along while I was in Wall Rose."

"That's interesting," Wheeljack commented as he squatted down, "What'd you sense?"

Sasha's face turned into a grimace. "Chaos. It felt so...toxic. It was dark energy, like...if I feel like a dangerous predator is watching me, waiting to strike."

"Well, that's one way to describe Megatron," Arcee proclaimed.

"Yeah, and for some reason, I could tell that it was from his chest," Sasha added.

"His chest?" Wheeljack asked, earning a nod from Sasha.

"That's where he jammed dark energon into his spark," Arcee explained, "I guess he still has it in there. Explains why Optimus is questioning if killing him would be the worse option."

"Oh, can you do me?" Wheeljack couldn't help but ask as he pointed to himself, "What do you sense when I'm near?"

Sasha thought it over for a moment. "Gunpowder, or oil. Sometimes it even smells like fire."

"You keep blowing everything up, of course the stench of your grenades will keep following you," Arcee teased.

"Arcee?" Wheeljack pointed to his partner.

Sasha thought it over. "Metal. Like the metal I would taste in my own blood."

"The blood of your enemies, 'Cee," Wheeljack grinned at her.

Arcee rolled her optics in response. "I guess even if I wash the energon from my blades, the smell is still there."

Arcee shook her helm at that, not wanting to go deeper than she needed to, but an idea sprung into her processors. "What about Optimus? What do you sense in him?"

"Um..." Sasha looked over at Hanji, but they merely gestured for her to explain, "Pure energy? Like...clear, water from a stream, or a clear, blue, sky untouched by clouds. I...also sensed it from his chest."

Arcee and Wheeljack quickly spared glances at each other, thinking the same thing. Was it the Matrix of Leadership? Like the actual Matrix? But the Matrix could be a fake. There have been copies of it made in the past, but the Matrix was a powerful artifact. Still, going off of the senses of one girl without concrete evidence wasn't a good idea.

"So, have you encountered something like this?" Hanji asked them.

"Well, no," Arcee answered, causing Hanji to hang their head in defeat, "At least not like this."

"I'm listening." Hanji raised their head.

"We had a few human allies on Earth," Arcee explained, "One of them, despite not even knowing what our language was, was able to understand one of our comrades using a binary code because his voice box was damaged."

Hanji gasped. "A disabled Cybertronian! Oh that's so interesting! But how was he able to understand him?"

"We don't know," Arcee admitted, "Raf was never really able to explain it to us, but we just assumed that it was because of his affinity for technology and data. It was really weird for him to even know that, considering how young he was."

"Hm," Hanji hummed as they wrote this information down, "Well I do hope to meet this 'Raf' so I can ask him my own questions. But for now!"

Sasha yelped as Hanji slammed their hands on her shoulders. "Let's run some experiments!"

"No!" Sasha warned.

"They're harmless!" Hanji reassured before pointing behind Wheeljack, "Stand over there!"

"Okay, Commandant!" Wheeljack waved as he walked over to the spot Hanji pointed to. Arcee looked up to the sky for a moment. She couldn't help but wonder how the humans were doing right now.

On Earth

Rafael was looking at the fabric of one of the MECH suits the US government managed to acquire from their last known location. He didn't like the idea that they came from corpses, but maybe the teen was just more offput by the fact that their own leader betrayed them in cold blood after they did everything to revive him. The orange-haired seventeen-year-old rolled up the sleeves of his lab coat and jotted some notes down regarding the material. Kevlar, Aramid, Twaron, he even managed to pick up Cybertronian metals woven into the fabric. He couldn't help but be impressed with the former organization's work. The material was heat-resistant and bullet proof to a good portion of the weapons on Earth.

Rafael raised his head from the microscope before mindlessly grabbing his coffee mug and drinking the contents in a few gulps.

"How's analysis coming?" Jack asked him as the twenty one-year-old walked into his work space.

"It's coming," Rafael answered, "MECH probably made some of the best armor money could buy."

"Or steal," Jack quipped as he sat down in another chair and rolled over next to his friend, "Are you going to try and recreate it?"

"That's the plan," Rafael answered as he looked back under the microscope, "And since Cybertron's a bridge away, we can get even better materials to make it stronger."

"That's good," Jack nodded before looking at the fabric, "Just don't make it green."

"Miko's going to be upset about that," Rafael commented.

"Yeah, well I don't want to be reminded of MECH when I put it on," Jack declared, "When you're done, come eat dinner okay? I know you care about this, but you need to enjoy being a teen."

"I'll be over, just let me focus," Rafael reassured.

(More bonding between Sasha, Arcee, and Wheeljack, and we get to see a glimpse of what's been happening on Earth. This isn't the first time I've peeked over at Earth. I did it in the one shots, but it was still fun.)

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yes-i-write-fanfiction · 6 months

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Reader comes out as genderfluid to tfp arcee (or the bots if you feel like it)

Feel free to ignore

Thank you and have a good day/night!

Author's Note: I did my best trying to explain what genderfluid is, at least from what I know and I hope that it's accurate.

Once she had really grown to trust you, Arcee had told you that looking at the stars reminded her of home, that staring up at the sky she could so clearly picture her home world.

It was only natural then that the two of you had taken up the hobby of stargazing together, lying on the ground of the Nevada desert and just staring up at the brilliant night sky. Sometimes you talked. Sometimes you didn't. Silence never bothered you when you were with Arcee, it felt natural, easy.

Yet tonight there was something you wanted to say

"Hey, Cee?"

She didn't look away from the stars but you could feel her full attention on you the moment you spoke up. "Hmm? Yeah?"

"I just wanted to tell you that I am genderfluid."

"I don't recognize that term," Arcee said, still staring at the stars. "What does it mean?"

You placed your hands above your chest and focused on the crescent moon hanging in the sky.

"Well, it's kinda like the moon I suppose?" you started. "Sometime's it's full, sometimes it's just a half moon and sometimes it's just a thin slice. Sometimes there's no moon at all! It always changes but it's still the moon. This is kinda like that but with gender. Sometimes I feel like a man, other times I feel like a woman. And sometimes I'm both or neither." You paused for a second. "Does that make sense?"

Beside you, Arcee nodded. "Yeah, it makes sense. There are cybertronians like that as well, though we don't really have a term for it. For us, transformation and change is a normal part of what being a bot is. Kinda ironic since we are made of metal and live for a long ass time but it makes even more sense for you humans I suppose. You guys never stay the same, you change and grow and adapt. So yeah, it makes total sense to me." This time, Arcee finally turned her head to look at you. "Why you asking?"

You smiled, still staring at the moon. "No real reason. Just wanted you to know."

Arcee nodded and turned her head to face the sky once more. "Cool. Hey, did I ever tell you about that time I went meteor surfing with Tailgate?"

"Yeah but it's a fun story. Please tell it again."

#transformers imagine #transformers prime #arcee

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lawsvalentine · 1 year

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Can I Have This Dance? • OP Men Scenarios • (SFW)

Fem!reader

Characters: Luffy, Sanji, Law,

CW: None, Pure Fluff.

Cee’s note: I am soft™️ 🥺🥺. (Also I originally wanted to include Zoro but i literally cannot imagine him slow dancing sgshdj like my mind was blank trying to come up with something) But oh well, hope y’all enjoy!

Luffy

The straw hats had once again saved a town and in return, the villagers have thrown them a banquet. Luffy had already stuffed himself with the food from the banquet. What’s a better way to blow off steam than to do some dancing. He is quick to drag you on the dance floor with him, which you happily obliged.

You and Luffy were practically dancing like maniacs. You two tend to feed off each other’s energy, so it’s no surprise that you guys are in your own little world, just vibing off each other. It wasn’t until the music slowed and people were starting to couple up is when you both froze and stared at each other awkwardly.

You have always had a crush on your captain but pushed those feelings aside because you didn’t think he would be interested in dating. Also because you were practically best friends and you didn’t want to ruin it by expressing your feelings.

So it took you by surprise when Luffy suddenly wrapped his arm around your waist and pulled you closer to him. So close that your noses almost touched. Your face flushed at the closeness and you slowly brought your arms to wrap around his neck. You two start to sway to the rhythm of the music.

“This is kinda weird, right” you say to break the awkward silence.

“Not really, I kinda like it”

Your stomach starts tingling at his words. This boy didn’t know the affect he had on you. Suddenly, Luffy let out his famous chuckle as he studied your body language.

“You know you’re cute when you’re nervous”

Did he just-

“You think I’m cute?” You say, with wide eyes.

“Of course, aren’t you supposed to when you like someone”

You couldn’t believe what you were hearing. Luffy liked you?

“Wait, you like-like me? Like more than a friend?”

“Duhhhh!” Luffy said with a snicker. “Thought it was obvious, Y/N”

You couldn’t help but smile and giggle at his confession. Feeling all giddy, knowing your crush liked you back.

“I like-like you too, Luffy”

Luffy gave you a big toothy grin as he spun you around. You too giggling as you continued to dance.

Sanji

The banquet you and the straw hats were at was in full swing with people dancing and drinking and stuffing there faces with food. The music had slowed and people were coupling up quickly and slow dancing. You took a sip from your wine as you sat and observed people. You couldn’t help but notice Sanji get turned down by yet another girl who he had asked to dance with him.

You saw the saddened look on the cook’s face who slumped down in defeat. You felt kind of bad for him. Sure he could be a bit…much with his love for women but at the end of the day he had a good heart and he wasn’t bad looking in the slightest. You downed the rest of your drink, gaining a bit of liquid confidence and marched your way toward him.

“I’ll dance with you Sanji”

Sanji looked up at you, eyes widened and mouth agape. He couldn’t believe his ears, surely you must be mistaken.

You giggled at his dumbfounded look, “You coming or what?”

Sanji sprung up arms wide and eyes filled with hearts, “Y/N-SWA-“

You clamped your hand over his mouth muffling his voice. A few nearby strangers gave you two weird looks before proceeding with their dance.

“Listen, I’ll dance with you but none of that, got it?”

Sanji nodded his head frantically. He would be a fool to mess up this opportunity. You released your hand from his mouth. Sanji grabbed that same hand and placed the back of it to his lips giving it a gentle peck. It was almost like a switch was flipped, because Sanji’s entire demeanor changed from hopeless simp to Mr.Prince.

“Mademoiselle, may I have this dance?”

He bowed slightly as he said it. You couldn’t deny the butterflies you got from his gentleman-like actions. The boy can be quite charming when he wants to be.

You two made your way to the floor to an empty spot. You wrap your arms around Sanji’s neck and his hands found their place holding your waist. Your eyes were locked on each other as you swayed slowly to the music. You felt timid under his gaze. You have never been this up close and personal with Sanji. Was his eyes always this pretty?

His voice took you out of your thoughts. “I think you’re very beautiful Y/N”

You turned your head slightly to hide your blush. “You’re not so bad looking yourself”

Suddenly, you felt yourself be dipped down, Sanji once again having those heart eyes as he started basically asking for your hand in marriage.

You giggle at Sanji’s forwardness. “Slow down lover boy, how bout you take me on a date first.”

“As you wish, princess”

Law

You were reading a romance novel, back rested against the headboard of the bed, patiently waiting for your lover to be finished with his work. You didn’t mind though, fully enthralled with the story you were reading.

Law finally entered your shared private quarters, to find you giggling and blushing at the book in your hand. He gave you a perplexed look, before sitting at the edge of the bed facing you.

“What are you reading, Y/N-ya?”

“Oh it’s nothing, just the main character and her love interest are slow dancing at this ball. I dunno, I always thought it would be really romantic to be asked to dance.”

Law stared at you with an unreadable expression. You suddenly felt embarrassed at your confession, closing the book and setting it by the night stand.

“Forget it, Law, it’s stupid. Let’s just go to bed”

You were about to pull the sheets over you when you felt Law stand from his place on the bed and make his way to you. You saw his hand being held out in front of you. You look up at him with widened eyes.

Were you imagining this? Surely, this can’t be real.

Law smirked at your shocked expression.

“Dance with me, Y/N-ya”

You beamed at him, before placing your hand in his and standing up from the bed. He slowly brought you close to his chest as his other hand rested at your waist. You brought your free arm to wrap around his neck, playing with the hair at his nape. You two started to sway, creating your own rhythm despite the lack of music.

His golden orbs gazed down at you with a soft expression. It was rare seeing Law like this. Usually, he is not a big fan of PDA, so most of it is done in private. He may not be the most expressive when it comes to love, but it’s moments like this, where he shows you how much he loves and cares for you. Moments like this that make you fall even more in love with him.

You rest your head on his chest, enjoying being held by him as you both continued to sway to the imaginary music in your heads.

He places a chaste kiss on-top of your head before tilting your head up so he can look at your face.

“Your feelings aren’t stupid Y/N-ya, I would never judge you, my love”

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