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nova-amor · 6 months

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𝐜𝐰 — 𝐟𝐞𝐦!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫, 𝐨𝐨𝐜!𝐫𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐮𝐧, 𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝!𝐫𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐫 𝐱 𝐰𝐢𝐟𝐞!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫, 𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐮𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐮𝐬𝐚𝐠𝐞, 𝐜𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐨𝐥𝐝, 𝐡𝐮𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐛𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩, 𝐮𝐧𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐞𝐱, 𝐝𝐞𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐝 𝐬𝐢𝐳𝐞 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐤, 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐩𝐢𝐞, 𝐩-𝐢𝐧-𝐯 𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫��𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐮𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐞𝐱𝐡𝐢𝐛𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐦, 𝐝𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐲 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤, 𝐞𝐭𝐜.

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭 — 𝟑.𝟗𝐤

the walls and floor of the nightclub shook with every resounding beat of the electronic dance music, and the air charged with the infectious electricity of the crowd. the room itself was filled with a mixed stench of alcohol, sweat, and a somehow pleasantly light aroma of earth; scents that were sure to linger on your clothes for the next few laundry cycles.

in between the revolving glow of the strobe lights, reiner caught a glimpse or two of you dancing at the edge of the crowd, your body squished amongst the group of your friends as you swayed your hips to the music.

the alternating purple and blue hues of the lights cast an ethereal brilliance on your features, highlighting every perfect curve and contour as you danced the night away. and, through the alternating cycle of songs, you’d cast a teasing glance over to your husband, your eyes silently beckoning him to join you on the dance floor.

but, ever the recluse, reiner maintained his spot in the shadows of the club— preferring to stay seated in the private booth your friend group had rented out in celebration of your birthday, his legs spread far apart and body relaxed into the leather cushions while he sipped on a stiff glass of pear brandy. he preferred to watch you from afar anyway, the opportunity allowing him to truly take in and appreciate your beauty. even, after ten years of marriage, reiner continued to believe that you were the prettiest woman he had ever had the privilege to meet.

like the doting husband he was, reiner adored every one of your features— from the way you had styled your hair for the evening, to the shimmer of your glittery makeup under the club lights, to the way your body always moved flawlessly to the tempo of the music. reiner knew you were the prettiest girl in the club that night, especially with how your little black dress clung to you like a second layer of skin.

and, by recognizing how attractive you were to not only him but to other people as well, reiner made sure to stay observant of the crowd. and, while doing so, reiner was able to take note of how many men shamelessly stared at you from afar, their eyes devouring every roll of your hips, every tilt of your head as you bobbed to the beat of the music. most men knew better than to approach you though, especially since you were a part of a large group and definitely because of the glistening wedding band on your ring finger.

yet, there is always that one fool— a clueless, stupid, arrogant fool.

reiner quirked an eyebrow as a man approached you from behind, watching intensely as the man didn’t hesitate to settle his hands on your waist. you recoiled from his touch, taking a large step forward to escape his wandering fingers. yet, ever the idiot that he was, be it because of alcohol or drugs or just a lack of social conscience, the man took you as a challenge— grabbing at your wrist and tugging you back into his embrace.

unfortunately, your friends were beyond drunk to notice your dilemma, too far off in their own little worlds. reiner pressed his lips together, clutching the crystal rock glass in his hands as he watched the scene unfold. he waited for your signal before stepping in; after being together for so many years, he had learned that you could defend yourself perfectly well without his aid. he’d just have to wait patiently for your signal before making himself known.

and, within a matter of seconds, you looked over at reiner— your brows raised and jaw set, annoyance obvious on your face. and, that was all he needed to pound the rest of his drink and march over to your side. the crowd around the edge scattered away like bugs under a flashlight, providing enough disruption to grab your harasser’s attention.

"what's going on?" reiner's baritone voice boomed in your ear over the blasting music, his presence casting a dominating shadow over you and the other man.

"this fucker won't leave me alone," you relayed to reiner, side-eyeing the man as he fidgeted in his spot. reiner was at least a foot taller than him; the man was far too slim and flimsy to pose any threat to his or your well-being. if reiner really wanted to, he could probably snap the man like a twig with just his pointer finger and thumb. as a matter of fact, the idea didn't seem too bad given the circumstance.

"came over here trying to sweet talk me or something," you continued, your arms wrapping loosely around reiner's waist. reiner ducked his head to hear you better, his eyes narrowing at the embarrassed man across from him. "told him i had a husband; he said he didn't care."

a wicked smirk tugged at reiner's lips as he glanced between you and the man, his irritation with the situation growing by the second. reiner placed a quick kiss on the side of your head before unraveling himself from your grasp, taking a single stride to cut the distance between the man and himself.

"my wife said you were bothering her," reiner towered over the man, crossing his thick arms over his burly chest. the man was definitely far from posing any challenge. reiner wouldn’t be surprised if he was pissing himself right then and there. "can't take no for a fucking answer, huh?" reiner raised an eyebrow.

the man visibly gulped, trying to remain composed under reiner's daunting gaze. "i— uh, i—" the man stuttered, either too intoxicated or too mortified to answer, most likely both.

"you— uh, you what? too much of a bitch to answer?" reiner took a step closer as he mocked the man, his chest practically pressed to the man's face. he peered down at the man with a hardened gaze, a few nearby stragglers turning their heads to witness the scene unfold. "how old are you anyway? twenty-one? twenty-two? you’re definitely a fucking kid because you’re either too young or too damn stupid to realize that you shouldn’t keep trying to fuck with a woman who’s clearly not interested in a little shit like you."

the man's adam’s apple bobbed as the situation escalated; "i was just— i just wanted to show her a good time," the man rushed out his answer in a single breath, mustering up enough courage to formulate a proper sentence. "wasn't looking for trouble, i promise. you guys have a good night."

before the man could escape, reiner grabbed at the man's shoulder, giving the muscle a tight squeeze. a crooked smile painted itself across reiner's face, "woah woah woah, where the hell are you going? you wanted to show her a good time, huh?" your husband looked over his shoulder at you, an idea already formulating in his mind. you shook your head, knowing exactly what was going on in his head. it was a bad idea. definitely a bad idea.

ignoring your disapproval, reiner looked back at the man, his smile stretching into a cheshire grin. "why didn't you just say so?" the blonde said with a long drawl.

reiner’s arm was draped around your shoulders as he led you and the man down the hallway of a hotel. after finding out that the man who had been harassing you “just wanted to show [you] a good time”, reiner had been quick to offer him the chance to prove so— immediately booking a room at a nearby hotel and ordering an uber ride to transport the three of you there. it was your birthday night after all, and how cruel would it be for your husband to deny you of a “good time”?

the entire engagement had been awkwardly silent. besides the limited conversations reiner held with the uber driver and then the hotel’s front desk agents, neither you nor the man talked— staying as far away from one another as possible given the situation.

it was borderline deranged how much reiner’s mood had changed, almost as if a light switch had been turned on that converted reiner’s usually protective, reserved persona to one that was scarily more easygoing and extroverted.

as reiner hovered the key fob over the hotel door’s lock, he glanced back at the man who was following you two around like a lost puppy— reiner’s smile widening at the sight of the faint tent appearing between the man’s legs.

the hotel room was extravagant— featuring a private balcony, a tall dresser, a couch, an office desk & chair, a massive flat-screen tv, and a king-sized bed at the center of the room. you clenched your jaw, rolling your eyes in irritation at the obviously giddy expression on your husband’s face.

“what?” reiner pecked your forehead, briefly ignoring the other person in the room. his attention solely focused on you. “he wants to show you a good time, right? i may as well set the mood right, ja?”

you chewed on the inner lining of your cheek, nerves still wavering with worry. “reiner, i don’t think—”

“shhh, liebling,” reiner captured your lips in a passionate kiss. any lingering qualms you had disappeared at the feeling of his soft lips against yours, his beard tickling your face as he deepened the kiss. his tongue slipping into your mouth, massaging all of your doubt away.

the man coughed in the distance, reiner breaking the kiss to give him some of the attention he sought. “are we going to start? or—?”

reiner tsked in annoyance. “sit.” he commanded, motioning for the man to sit down on the couch. and, the man did so without protest, his palms pressed to the top of his thighs as he waited for reiner’s next direction.

“so, you want to fuck my wife, ja?” reiner twisted you around to face the man, your eyes locked with the stranger as reiner pressed your back against his front. you could feel the warmth of reiner’s breath on the back of your neck before his nose nuzzled into the back of your head, burying his face into your hair. he inhaled the sweet aroma of your conditioner, allowing the scent to wash over him before peering back over to the man.

“you said you wanted to show her a ‘good time’? you really think you could?” goosebumps rose along your skin at reiner’s delicate touch, his fingers hooking onto the thin straps of your dress to tug the fabric down. he ducked his head down to press a soft kiss to the top of your shoulder, his eyes remaining zeroed in on the visibly flustered stranger. "come on, be honest. say it. you want to fuck my wife."

the man's eyes flickered between you and reiner, a light shiver coursing through his body as he watched reiner’s hands pull your dress further down, your breasts easily spilling out from the dress’s confines due to your lack of bra. "say it." reiner instructed.

"i want to fuck your wife."

reiner's lips stretched into a cruel smile. “do you know how long it takes to learn a woman’s body?” your husband began to lecture. “do you know how long it took me to figure out what my wife liked? where she likes to be kissed? how she likes to be fucked?”

your skin flushed with embarrassment as reiner kneaded at your breasts from behind, tugging and pinching at your sensitive nipples as he rolled the perky buds between his rough fingers. you could feel heat begin to pool between your thighs, pussy lips tingling as the air thickened with the sexual tension in the room.

the man gulped, “look, dude, i didn’t mean to offend you— or, your wife— i—”

reiner pinched your nipples harder, pulling a loud yelp out from between your lips. the man flinched in response. “halt den mund!” your husband barked, silencing the man from speaking any further. the man sank back into the couch, the weight of defeat heavy on his shoulders.

“you’re lucky i’m a kind man, a good man. my beautiful wife and i are going to give you a lesson in how to please a woman,” reiner’s german accent thickened as his voice dipped into a lower octave, his hands continuing to mindlessly knead at the soft dough of your breasts. “isn’t that right, liebling? you want to help me teach the stupid boy a lesson or two?”

you nodded your head in reply, leaning further into reiner’s possessive touch. the presence of the other man in the room seemed to fade into the back of your mind, your head becoming clouded by the naughty thoughts of what reiner could possibly be playing.

this had been the first time reiner had ever allowed another person to play a part in your intimacy; if you could even call this circumstance that. and, as embarrassed and uncomfortable as you felt in this moment, you couldn’t fight the feeling of arousal that bloomed between your thighs.

“don’t be shy, liebling,” one of reiner’s hands abandoned your tit to grasp at the hinge of your jaw, the pad of his thumb caressing your jawline. he dipped his head to nip at your ear lobe, lightly pressing his teeth into the soft cartilage before releasing. “use your words. tell the little boy you want to show him how a woman likes to get fucked.”

with your husband’s guidance, you allowed yourself to become more confident, recognizing just how much power your words held in furthering this event.

if there was going to be anyone who was in real control of how this situation was going to play out, it was going to be you. because you knew that if you told reiner to stop playing around and just kick the man out right now, he would do it without any form of protest.

“you’re going to sit there and watch,” you told the man, recognizing the pitched tent in the man’s pants. he squirmed in his spot on the couch, beads of sweat forming on his hairline. “and, you’re going to learn how to show someone a good time.”

your cheek rubbed against the silky sheets of the bed, a string of drool seeping from the corner of your mouth and pooling into the dampened mattress beneath you. your head bobbed along with each sharp rut of reiner’s hips, his cock driving so far deep into you that you were sure you could see stars.

“mmmm, would you look at that… isn’t she just the prettiest? ” reiner purred from behind you, his hands gripping at the fat of your ass cheeks. dragging your sopping cunt back and forth along his cock, using you as if you nothing more than a simple cock sleeve. you were positive he wasn’t talking to you.

“she’s got the best pussy. so wet and warm, squeezin’ me so tight— no matter how many times i make her cream on my cock, she’s— always— milkin’— me— for— more—” reiner commented through gritted teeth, the words punctuated by each brutally restrained thrust into you.

you mewled along to his praises, arching your back deeper into the form of a crescent while raising your ass impossibly higher into the air. reiner was absolutely right— no matter how many times he made you cum, you were always left begging for more. and, he was always happy to oblige.

reiner laced his fingers around the bottom of your jaw, cupping your head gently to shift your viewpoint. your glossy eyes met the man across from you; you had learned his name at some point during this whole ordeal, yet your mind was far too clouded to recall what it was. it was something lame and forgettable, just like him.

the man squeezed at the base of his cock— his shaft veiny, slim, and far smaller than reiner’s. smaller than any other man’s you had ever seen before actually. it suited him though, it was just as feeble and pathetic.

“i still can’t believe you thought you’d get a chance to fuck my wife. what kind of a good time would you be showing her with that, hm?” reiner’s words were harsh and demeaning, the man shifting his gaze away in distress. “no no, don’t look away. you keep your eyes on her.”

and, the man did as told. whatever mortification the man felt was far less important than the pleasure he must be receiving from reiner’s cruel words, his hands continuing to boldly stroke his dick in synchronization with reiner’s pace.

reiner guided you up from your face-down position to press your back against his chest, his hand trailing down from your jaw to cup at the underside of your breast. he rolled his thumb over the puffy nipple, his cheek pressed against yours as he continued to drag his cock in and out of your gummy walls.

“you really thought you’d get the chance to touch these perfect tits? to suck and play with them?” reiner’s other hand found the purchase of your other breast, both of his large hands massaging your chest— tweaking and rubbing and squeezing your breasts in his mighty grasp. “and, you wouldn’t just stop there, right? no no, don’t lie, you wouldn’t.”

“you’d move south,” one of reiner’s hands trailed down the length of your front— ghosting over your abdomen, past your pelvis, and down to your clit. reiner rolled the tips of his fingers over the overstimulated bud, drawing loose circles and figure eights over it.

he then slotted your clit between the space of his index and middle fingers, rubbing the messy area of your inner labia as he spread your soaking folds apart. “take note, boy— this is where the clit is; do your best to remember it. you always, always, play with a woman’s clit during sex. helps them cum faster; isn’t that right, kleine?”

you whimpered in agreement, unable to find the words to reply. reiner’s fingers spread your folds to reveal the obscene sight of reiner's cock plunging in and out of you, a white ring of cream clinging to the base of his shaft.

your cunt was also coated with the cream; the skin of your thighs and outer labia glistening with the mixed layers of reiner's release, your releases, and your continuous drippings of arousal. the filthy squelching sound of reiner's cock diving into the warm depths of your cunt bouncing off the walls of the hotel room.

reiner shifted his fingers around to allow his middle finger to tap your clit, giving the bud a few light taps in between his alternating drawings of shapes and rubs. he smothered the little bud with attention, eliciting sweet moans and whines from your throat with each attentive touch.

"you like that, mein liebchen?" reiner purred into your ear, the overstimulation making your eyes cross and toes curl. reiner's eyes narrowed at the other man, his lips curling down in disgust at the sight of him openly fondling himself in front of you and reiner. "why don't you tell our little friend just how good you feel, hm? sei ein guter mädchen und sag ihm, wie gut ich dich fühlen lasse. wie gut ich auf dich aufpasse."

"soo good, so fuckin' good," you whimpered, your mind drifting in and out of the state of euphoria you were currently in. you could barely bring yourself to acknowledge the other man, let alone say something to him. "ya always take care of me, rein— f-fuck, always— he treats me so soo good."

reiner gave your clit a soft pinch, stretching the sweet nub a little before releasing it. "is that right, mein schatz?" you could feel his cock nudge against the sensitive spot along your gummy walls, the knot at the pit of your stomach beginning to grow with each timed thrust into your g-spot. "gonna cum again? can feel you gettin' close, your little walls latching onto me like a vice."

"doesn't she look so pretty when she's about to cum?" your thighs began to grow numb, the coil with you beginning to unravel as your head grew light. "tell her she looks pretty." reiner commanded.

you lazily caught a glimpse of the man, barely watching as he sped up the motions of his hands to match up with your upcoming release. he wanted to reach his climax at the same time as you, wanted to cum alongside you. how sweet.

"you look so pretty—" the man through spaced words, hips bucking desperately into the air as he fucked his fist. "so pretty— ah-fuck, wanna cum with you—"

"ah, he wants t' cum, liebling," reiner whispered to you, your breaths getting heavier. you were so close, just a few more thrusts and you'd be toppling over the edge for the nth time that night. "you think he deserves to cum with you?"

"i don't care," you replied. "just wanna cum, rein— need t' cum—"

reiner's hand began to move faster, rubbing your clit in harsh swiping motion as he picked up the pace, his cock kissing at the wall of your cervix. "cum then. be a good girl—" reiner hissed. and, cum— cum all over my cock while i cum inside you."

and, you did; your orgasm knocking the very air out of your lungs. the pleasure became all too much— shattering your mind into tiny fragments as reiner spilled another load of thick, white sticky ropes into you. "that's it— take my cum, liebling— take all of it— scheiße!" he swore with accompanying guttural groans.

your body went limp in reiner's arms, completely tired and spent from the hours you had endured. you had ravaged, depleted of any more pleasure. you were desperate for a glass of water, yet you couldn't even bring yourself to move.

"now, get out," reiner instructed the man. he must have come at some point while you and reiner indulged in your pleasures, the evidence of his release being the white stains on his stomach and shirt. "don't make me say it again."

the man awkwardly shuffled to compose himself, shoving his limp cock back beneath the waistband of his jeans before adjusting his shirt. he grimaced in disgust at the droplets of cum that stained his shirt, but he knew that reiner's patience was running then and he wouldn't be given the luxury to properly clean himself up.

the hotel door slammed shut behind him, the loud click of the lock echoing through the room. once you were completely alone, reiner retracted his cock from inside you— fat globs of his load dripping out of your sore entrance and making a mess on the comforter.

"let's get you all cleaned up," reiner helped you to lay down on your back, pressing a chaste kiss to your lips before walking away. he came back with a damp washcloth, thoroughly cleaning your folds and inner thighs of any bodily fluids.

"was that okay?" he asked, a faint hiss leaving his lips as he cleaned up any remnants of your releases from his sensitive shaft. "you enjoyed yourself, right?"

you could just barely nod your head, tucking the blanket over your body— it was thick enough that any spilled body fluids couldn't seep through. "i had fun, reiner," you informed him, a soft smile tugging at your lips. your husband slipped beneath the comforters next to you, his arms wrapping around your waist and tucking you close into his front. "didn't realize i had an exhibition kink until tonight."

"ah, well," reiner pressed a few kisses to your cheek, the embrace he held on you tightening. the warm, fuzzy feeling of love making your heart swell. "i'm glad i was able to show you a good time then."

german to english translations

halt den mund — shut your mouth

kleine — little one

mein schatz — my treasure

liebling — darling

mein liebchen — my love

ja — yes

sei ein guter mädchen und sag ihm, wie gut ich dich fühlen lasse. wie gut ich auf dich aufpasse — be a good girl and tell him how good i let you feel. how well i take care of you

scheiße — fuck

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all4aoki · 21 days

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⊹ 𝓕INALLY ˒ ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ 𝓘 𝓓ESPERATELY 𝓒ALL 𝓨OU ⠀Ꮺ ָ࣪ ۰ ִ

EN- & Aoki YN`s relationships in a nutshell . . . enha x f!reader, poly!enha, enha8thmember

©all4aoki, 2024

ꔫ ˖ 이희승 || ⵌ YNHEEZ - SMARTIEZ ?? popularity 76% dating since after Drunk-Dazed era

᱖ You’re literally his baby. One of his favorite joys in the world. That, and you both are so playful and shy that your relationship with him has become one of ENGENEs’ favorite joys as well (sometimes even for the other members too). He always claims that you’re constantly whining for attention and clinging to him at all times when really, he’s the one that’s being babied. (not that you don’t do those things from time to time). Heeseung tends to become more relaxed around you, easing into a comfortable headspace where he knows it’s safe to be himself because his trust in you is unmatched. Sooo he’s just projecting and describing himself ><

That being said, when you’re with him, new sides of the two of you are shown: the quietness of his extrovert and the loudness of your introvert. And when this happens, your guys’ humor is unmatched, and the laughter never stops. Spending time with him alone could probably give you abs in under two weeks. Because while you’re making jokes, he’s dying of laughter which only makes you laugh. Then he makes his little comments and everyone else has to leave you both alone to be in your world. Trust is a big part of your relationship with Heeseung. Considering you’re three years younger than him, he takes it upon himself to protect you from everything bad in the world and make sure you stay as happy as possible. He would never forgive himself if your choice of profession took an unfixable toll on your beautiful personality. You allow yourself to be an escape from the pressures of your guys’ lives. When you both are with each other, you can imagine that you’re just two normal people in love. (I mean, you are, but still).

Affection-wise, Heeseung loves to be touching you at all times. They’re all tame, he’s not a very possessive person, so his PDA isn’t meant to show people that you’re his, but to make sure that you’re there with him. His favorite thing in the world is hugs, carrying you around is a close second, and he loves laying in your lap as well. He’s truly such a sweetheart and he’s so kind. You’re often following him around as well–wherever he is, you’re not that far behind. And he adores how you go to him first, most of the time, when you need help with things.

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lowkey loser!bf & popular!gf coded, is always wanting to film TikTok challenges with u, his fav stage fits of urs r when u wear red, listened to Lana’s entire discography for u, shares all of his ideas (no matter what they r ) with u first!, u hav the most tour stage interactions with him, wearing his caps / hats whenever u hav to put together an airport fit, playing guitar with him like this :,)

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노래방즈 / Karaokez, 위아래즈 / Top to Bottomz

ꔫ ˖ 박종성 || ⵌ JONGYN - BAEBEEZ ?? popularity 63% dating since after Border : Day One era

᱖ Jay was very awkward when you both first met through I-Land. He’d never been in a relationship before and was unsure of the way to approach and treat the girl he liked. Because of this, you were the one to initiate the majority of your guys’ first interactions. But as time went on and he got used to your personality and got to know your likes, he became the one to ask if you both could spend time together and to randomly start conversations. And THEN, when you both started dating, this trait was multiplied by hundreds. If he learned anything from his parents, it was how you should respect and treat a woman. Because of that acknowledgment, it became surprisingly easy for you to open up to him. Out of all the members, he’s probably the one who knows the most about your worries, best moments, worst moments, fears, and hopes. All of it. And in return, he’s opened up to you easily too.

The level of communication between the two of you is unreal as well. Words don’t even have to be exchanged for you to know what he’s thinking, for him to know what you need, etc. You both just got to that point of understanding each other so quickly that the other feels necessary in each other’s lives. When you’re not with each other, it almost feels like you’re missing an arm or a leg… or just overall an essential part of yourself. But he knows you need your space as well, considering you have six other boys in your relationship, so he doesn’t hesitate to give you that either. But, Jay will always be there to check in on you, and you’ll always be there to let him know that if he ever needs anything then you’re the one he should go to. You have a soft spot for Jay too. You’re always giving him compliments and laughing at his jokes awkwardly when no one else is, and simply reassuring him no matter what because you’re both aware of how strongly insecurities affect the other person.

Jay isn’t a huge fan of displaying his affection publicly, but behind closed doors, he’s usually all over you. He’s another one of the members who loves carrying you around (it’s rare for your feet to ever be on the ground at the dorms), he loves it when you just hold onto him like a koala while he’s moving around doing chores or something along those lines. And he’s obsessed with watching you get ready / unready as well. He wants to learn how to do your hair and makeup so badly (never skincare, Sunoo would never speak to him again if he tried to do that), just so someday he can help you with it. He’ll sit next to your vanity as you get ready and ask you questions about the products or what techniques you’re using, and then he’ll kiss you before taking something and studying it even more. Jay loves helping you get dressed too but that’s for another drabble. He’s your safe place, and you’re his.

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u both being scared of everything, having the weirdest nicknames for each other, listening to TV Girl together, being parents to ur stuffed animals, 9/10 times being in his team for EN O’ CLOCK, so many shopping trips with him, him looking for your reaction after he makes a joke, sharing water bottles during practice

✶ UNITZ

노래방즈 / Karaokez, 위아래즈 / Top to Bottomz

ꔫ ˖ 심재윤 // GWAEYONGIZ - SHIMKI ⵌ !! popularity 80% dating since after Drunk-Dazed era

᱖ If anyone wants to get anything done, they will not put you and Jake together. Because if they do, then one of you will end up on the floor in tears from laughing too hard. His outgoing sense of humor and your random sense of humor is a combination that others love to watch the outcome of. That, and you love teasing him more than anything else. You just find it so easy to point out the weird or unusual things he does that’ll make you both die a little bit (him from faux embarrassment and you from giggles). It’s all fun and games for you until Jake decides to tease back, a common occurrence in your relationship. Because the one thing you can’t handle is his flirtiness. He knows you so well since his initial extrovertedness made you comfortable enough to be yourself around him, and therefore, he knows what makes you tick and hide your face in your hands. So you have to remind yourself that if you take it too far with teasing him, you’re most likely going to get some interesting words whispered in your ear or his nose brushing against yours or his hands running along the expanse of your thighs. Something along those lines.

Jake is the one who pushes you out of your comfort zone the most and the one you often do new things with. You’ve learned a lot with him: how to not care as much about what others think, truly believing that it’s okay to make more mistakes, etc. You’re a pair that has grown with each other and therefore, knows what it takes to strengthen each other’s weaknesses and when it passes the other’s boundaries. And while you both enjoy experimenting with hobbies and new places, you have also created many safe places through your dates. There’s a specific Japanese restaurant that you frequent with him, you willingly go fishing with him (except you set a limit of 4x a month), and even just going to HYBE’s parking garage to mess around on skateboards is enough for you both. When you’re with him, you feel like a little kid again and to say the least, you prefer quality time with Jake to anything else. Also, you guys talk on a different level than some of the others since his first language is English, which is also one of the languages you grew up with. It’s easier to express things and understand each other. So on particularly difficult days it’s become your guys’ nature to sit in one of your rooms or lay together to talk things out.

Jake is one of the 3 members that you get “clingy” with. He’s a huge fan of physical affection (sometimes you’re convinced he needs it to survive), so you’ve become extremely comfortable touching him wherever and whenever. When you laugh with him, 9/10 you’re throwing yourself onto him, you’re almost always giving him back hugs, and it’s rare to see you guys not holding hands. It’s become second nature for you to reach for him to hold his arm, and fans have gotten used to him holding onto your waist at airports or subconsciously grabbing your thighs when you’re sitting next to him. Enhypen’s staff has also had to develop a sixth sense for whenever you’re on his lap or he’s holding your face to pull you in for a kiss. When you guys are together, neither of you are shy, whether that’s physically or socially, because if you could sum up your relationship with him in one word, it would be comfort.

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shares all of his food with u and vice versa, making fun of each other’s accents, ur layla’s mom and he’s ur cats’ dad, he always goes with u when ur getting ur nails done, ur makeup unnies (lovingly) HATE him cause he’s always leaving bite marks and hickeys that are impossible to cover, quoting the most niche memes with him, you’ve built 10+ lego sets with him, hitting his arms when u get excited

✶ UNITZ

Tinyz, 노래방즈 / Karaokez, 10Yearz, Clingyz

ꔫ ˖ 박성훈 || ⵌ YNHOON - COUPLEZ ?? popularity 93% dating since right after I-LAND

᱖ Real-life representation of soulmates, the red string theory, fate, anything that entails being meant for someone. That’s your relationship with Sunghoon. During I-Land, when you first even saw him, it was love at first sight on both ends. It took a bit for you both to get comfortable around each other and truly let your personalities shine, but once you did, it became clear that you were each other’s person. You would do anything for him and he would do the same for you. You share a connection with him where neither of you need words to express your feelings, and while it may not be as strong as the knowing you have with Jay, it’s still there and impossible to ignore. Sunghoon is a giver, and ever since Enhypen’s debut, you’ve received gifts more often than you ever have before, and you don’t even have to mention something twice for him to be doing it for you. He gets your food, refills your water bottle, brings you your phone charger, ties your shoelaces and takes off your heels, and everything in between. You’re both genuinely happy around each other. That smile of his that only comes out around certain people is on display 24/7 when you’re with him and you feel refreshed and energized when you spend time with him. Which is just truly amazing considering how picky you are about your social battery.

You’re always mirroring whatever he does and repeating what he says almost unconsciously. To say the least, you’ve adopted some of his habits. Without hesitation, you would do almost anything he asks of you, and honestly, your guys’ relationship probably borders on the line of a little bit obsessive. You’re always looking out for each other, your safety is his first priority and his happiness is yours. He’s the kind of person who handles boyfriend duties flawlessly, making sure you aren’t walking on the side of the sidewalk closest to the street, checking in on how you’re feeling at least once a day, and doing little things that show you how important you are to him. And the way you flirt with each other is by being a little bit mean. In a teasing way. He laughs at you when you get mad cause he thinks it’s cute, so he has to apologize twice when you get even more annoyed at “him not taking you seriously” (he does, you’re literally just the most adorable person ever). He does get possessive at times, which usually leads to insecurity, so you praising him and just simply loving on him throughout the day has become a crucial factor in your relationship. A little bit of your reassurance at these times is enough for him, and he’ll go right back to rubbing it in the others’ faces that he got you first.

Surprisingly, Sunghoon can be pretty affectionate in public. But his ways of touching you are a bit more intense in terms that he just kind of moves you around as he pleases (manhandles). He’s always carrying you around bridal style, has an arm slung around your waist, is guiding you around with your arms and there have been some points where out of habit he’s grabbed the back of your neck ㅠㅠ He also really loves playing with your hair, so stylists have to keep him away from you after they finished doing your hair because if they’re not careful he’ll be giving you a scalp massage or twirling a strand around his finger while removing the hairpieces that had just been added so he has more to touch. Sunghoon is a big fan of being held by you too. He’ll gladly admit that he doesn’t mind being the little spoon. Whenever you’re sitting down expect his head to find its way onto your lap. And you let him do whatever, because as long as he’s happy, then you’re happy.

✶ MORE THOUGHTS

rotting in bed together whenever u guys get freetime, matching outfits / picking out each other’s outfits, giggling and blushing whenever u make eye contact with him, taking the most horrendous pictures of each other, u both have promise rings, play fighting and him never letting u win, exchanging (judgy/OMG/‘did u see that?’) glances whenever something happens, his eyes always being on u when watching ehna’s performances

✶ UNITZ

Bermuda Triangle, 10Yearz

ꔫ ˖ 김선우 || ⵌ NOOKIZ - DOUBLEZ ?? popularity 59% dating since after Tamed-Dashed era

᱖ You didn’t really believe in the importance of friendship before dating until you met Sunoo, who is someone who understands that deep connections are important for good relationships. You became close friends with him before your relationship took a romantic turn, and you wouldn’t want it any other way. With the rest of your partners (while you have no complaints about how they came to be your lovers) the friendship stage was skipped a bit since they had always been kind of romantic towards you. Sunoo is one of the exceptions to this. During I-Land, you didn’t spend a lot of time with him until Chamber 5, where you both were quick to bond over the stresses of struggling health-wise and the thoughts of not debuting. Both then and now it’s easy for you to relate to each other, and it’s effortless when you’re sharing your feelings and thoughts. Sunoo is the kind of person who the majority of the time hates putting strict restraints on his life so when he felt an attraction towards you starting to grow, he simply accepted it and began turning even more of his attention to you. Sunoo and you have a lot in common and you both already spent most of your time together, so it was difficult to pick up on his feelings at first.

But once he joined the relationship, his affections became much more clear (and obvious, cause when it comes to your boys you tend to be a little blind). He’s big on quality time and words of affirmation, so you make sure to be with him for long periods when you’re able to: he likes doing skincare together, doing random quizzes, playing video games, etc. And you’re always there to praise him and give him even more confidence. Sunoo’s comfortable with his femininity, which does wonders for your guys’ relationship. He’s never embarrassed to do anything with you that other guys might consider “girly”, it’s rare for him to feel threatened by others, and he’s always keeping in mind things you don’t like. You don’t like deciding where to eat? That’s fine, he can do it this time. One of the members is struggling to get a gift for you? They’ll go to Sunoo first. He makes sure whoever's room you’re sleeping in has a fan loud enough for white noise. Basically, despite him being more feminine than the others, he’s still good at providing and leading your guys’ relationship. You’re always making sure he’s taking care of himself as well. Sometimes, Sunoo struggles with motivation and productivity, so you’re always making him good food and helping him complete little tasks.

It was a surprise to you when you found out that Sunoo’s not a fan of physical affection. You always do your best to respect this boundary, but you do tend to be quite a loving person, so sometimes you forget about how much he enjoys his personal space. Except for the times when you grab onto his arm to hold onto… and the times when you come to him for cuddles. Basically, he makes an exception for you, even if it only lasts for a few minutes. Now, of course, he has his moments when all he wants to do is kiss you and give you the back scratches that you love so much, but most of the time you’re both content with intimate stares and exchanging cute smiles that lead to you both blushing.

✶ MORE THOUGHTS

matching jellycats and pyjamas, all of ur guys’ selcas being iconic, Sun hating k-dramas but he watches them with u anyway, making baked goods / dessert for him, flowers for each other 24/7, decorating the dorm w him, keeping his photocard in ur phone case, him always paying for u <3

✶ UNITZ

Bermuda Triangle, Tinyz, Maknae Line / Kiddoz, Sunshinez

ꔫ ˖ 양정원 // YANG2 - YNWON ⵌ !! popularity 89% dating since after Drunk-Dazed era

᱖ Miss Independent meets Mr Caretaker with your guys’ relationship. He’s learned that with Jay, you barely have to lift a finger, so Jungwon often tries to follow suit and do kind of the same thing. However, as much as you appreciate being taken care of by him, you recognize that he has to take care of and lead 7 other people a majority of the time as well. So, in an attempt to lessen the stress that Jungwon is often under, you don’t let him do a lot of things for you, instead, opting to do them for him. You and him have had lots of talks about how to balance this aspect of your relationship because Jungwon does like being in control, but you want him to have time where he isn’t worrying about someone. And for now, he performs little acts of service for you while you try to keep things organized and running smoothly for him so you’re both happy. You both like to tease each other as well. Sometimes when things get intense during practice and training, you’ll mess with him a bit to loosen him up and allow him to let his frustrations out to you (or onto you, when acceptable). And teasing is just one of his top 3 love languages, so it’s a regular part of your love with him.

Jungwon is a very fun person to be around. Not only is he extremely funny, but he’s also the only member that is also a 04 liner. So while you both still respect each other, your relationship has a sort of free-ness that the others don’t. He’s only about two months older than you, but he still allows you to let another side of yourself show where you let yourself be a little bossy and make playful jokes that might’ve earned you a wary glance with the older members. Jungwon is also very encouraging of you. He always makes sure you have a chance to speak and express your thoughts and opinions, double-checking that you’re comfortable in any situation, cheering you on when you’re taking part in solo activities, etc. Jungwon’s favorite thing to do is spend time with you. Especially outside. Walks, bike rides, and picnics have become staples for both of you. It’s just so refreshing to be in nature, and since you already energize each other, it makes sense that you would continue that energization by being in a recharging place. Jungwon and you act like a married couple too, which ENGENEs love to see. You make sure to always be honest with one another, have an insane amount of inside jokes, and he has the cutest ways of expressing his love for you (cheek taps, leaning towards you when he laughs, always pushing past the other boys to be the one sitting next to you!)

You get EXTREME cuteness aggression with Jungwon. Because let’s be honest, he’s just the cutest person ever. So it’s not abnormal for you to bite him sometimes as your coping mechanism for his adorableness. Another result is that you’re usually all over him, which makes him the second person of the “yn clingy line” (or whatever you want to call it). When he sits down, you’re not far behind him, going straight for his lap and your head falling onto his shoulder. When he’s standing up, you slip underneath his arm and hug his waist, waddling along with him when he decides it’s time to move. And cuddling with Jungwon has to top all of it. His body runs on the warmer side, so it’s difficult to lay with him for a long amount of time, so you both make the best out of it and cuddle as often as possible. His presence is so comforting for you, and simply laying on his chest silences all of your stresses and worries so you can focus and love him.

✶ MORE THOUGHTS

kisses kisses kisses, u guys r always mc-ing together, sharing glasses, ur both obsessed with strawberries (literally this), sending each other tiktoks going “this is u”, english lessons every weekend, resting ur head on his shoulder 24/7, binging shows together

✶ UNITZ

Tinyz, Maknae Line / Kiddoz, Clingyz, Sunshinez

ꔫ ˖ 西村力 || ⵌ RIKIYNZ - GAYOZAZ ?? popularity 91% dating since after Blessed-Cursed era

᱖ In Riki’s words, “It took you 500 years to like me back” when really, you’d just seen him as more of a little brother until Blessed-Cursed. He’s always looked up to you in a way. You’ve inspired him to grow as an artist and as a person with the way you’ve cared for him and just the way you are as a person. Riki’s always harbored a little crush on you ever since I-Land, but it never became serious until you both started to spend more and more time together after your debut. It’s so effortless for you guys to be together because first of all, you’re both Japanese, and second of all, your calmness and patience allow him to let his personality shine. He still loves pulling pranks and (lovingly) making fun of you, but it’s significantly less than the others since you get girlfriend privilege. You both came into the industry young, so it’s only natural for you to relate to each other, and he’s the one you go to for the majority of your worries. Riki’s very mature, and he loves giving you advice. Anything to make you feel better and be happy. And you’re the president of the Ni-ki Protection Club. It’s easy for you to read each other, so when things get to be a little too much, you’re always there to sweep him away to hole up in one of your rooms to heal and feel at home together. You’re always defending him no matter what, and he does the same. Even if you may not be aware of his protectiveness, Riki’s always keeping an eye out for you, and doesn’t hesitate to question those that are rude to you in any way.

A big thing for both of you is seeing each other truly enjoy themselves and have fun because, to say the least, life as an idol hasn’t been easy for either of you. So you’re constantly sharing moments with him where you're the only two people in the world, laughing and being carefree without sparing a thought to anything else. These moments happen at the most random times, where happy memories are created by doing the most impulsive things so you both have positive things to look back on. And since you both come from the same culture, spending time with him is like spending time with your younger self, and you can showcase yourself through your first language with him. Which is something that’s so unbelievably important to both of you. This connection with him keeps you in touch with the person you were before you moved to New Zealand and decided to become an idol, something that’s strangely calming. Quality time and words of affirmation are huge with Riki. So not only are you always making good memories with him, but you’re also giving him praise and cheering him on. You become the biggest hype woman when Riki’s involved. But it’s also routine for him to cheer you on in a different way. Simply by admiring you and your unreal performance skills, only to come up to you after a stage and cuddle into you. It’s his way of saying you were amazing by acknowledging how hard you’ve worked and by helping you relax again.

Speaking of cuddling, Riki is the final person that you share physical affection with the most! It’s the kind of touch that comes along with your first love, so he always wants to be near you and holding your hand. He isn’t afraid to be playful with his expressions sometimes… chasing you around, carrying you over his shoulder, wrestling and tickling you, all of it. So in return, you usually try to fight back. Other times, you just let it happen and hug him tightly when he’s calmed down. You both look at each other in a way that other people can’t help but gawk at, and he’s not afraid to show his love for you. HYBE isn’t very approving of these moments, though, so it’s rare for fans to get content with him leaning onto you and looking up at you with hearts as pupils. But, when things are live, nothing can stop him from showing off his feelings towards you.

✶ MORE THOUGHTS

ties ur shoes for u, so. many. compliments, loves when u wear bows in ur hair, (lovingly) teasing u when u make choreo mistakes, cooking Japanese dishes to enjoy together, gets u little presents whenever the group travels (“this reminded me of u”), takes pics of u simply because he wants to keep the memories, matching phone cases, demands to sit next to u for car rides

✶ UNITZ

Maknae Line / Kiddoz, 위아래즈 / Top to Bottomz, 10Yearz, Clingyz

𑂴₍ᐢ𑂴ᐢ ₎ BONUS !

ꔫ ˖ 변상미 || ⵌ YNSANGZ - GOSSIPZ ?? popularity 73% besties since before I-LAND

᱖ Sangmi just kind of appeared when you were both trainees and immediately after two words were exchanged you became best friends. It was like you spawned in for each other. With her, you don’t feel the need to be anything you aren’t or the need to try and fill silences. You understand each other’s humor to the point where you’ll say the same niche references at the same time and start making obscure references that only the other would laugh at. You just get each other. It’s as simple as that. You’ve been through so much together: training, fighting for a spot in Enhypen, learning how to become an idol, and facing all of the hate the world has to offer. If it weren’t for her, you probably wouldn’t have even made it through the first part of I-Land. She was the only one who constantly stood up for you and made sure you were okay, and you both confided in each other and built a level of trust where you would pick her over anyone. And vice versa, of course. You tell each other everything and anything, so it’s like you guys share the same brain. She knows when you get tired of being out and about and you know when she gets into the headspace when the only thing she does is beat herself up. Therefore, you both also know all of the ways to help each other feel better. Even if it’s just lying in silence.

You’re always getting in trouble with her too, since it’s rare for you both to shut up when you’re together. Choreographers always have to scold you and when Enhypen is on tour sometimes the only way to separate you from Sangmi is if one of the boys literally carries you away. She’s like your cool older sister who you’re absolutely obsessed with and that you want to be just like. So sometimes you might steal her clothes without asking or use her lipstick, but she never gets mad at you because she does those exact same things too. You have to be careful when you’re shopping with Sangmi because anything you pick up or call “cute” she’ll buy it for you even if you insist you don’t actually want it (okay Sugar Mommy) and sometimes it makes you want to cry when you think about how generous and supportive she is. Being supportive is one of her strongest qualities so in return you do your best to shower her with love as well. Doing small tasks with her like running groceries, hyping her up, being understanding and listening, and making it clear that you truly know her.

You guys never really fight either. When you do, it’s more of a silent treatment until you hang out again and you say, “I was mad at you cause you blah blah blah” and then it’s easy to talk everything out. You’re really protective of her so if anyone so much as spells her name wrong on purpose they’re getting a side eye from you. Sangmi and you are like Sunshine x Sunshine and are convinced that you’re twins even though you don’t share a mother. You’re closer than best friends, and honestly, you actually are twins because you share part of the same soul. At your guys’ core, you are one.

✶ MORE THOUGHTS

best friend by laufey is ur ANTHEM, adapting each other’s texting styles, fans always catching u guys out n about w.out staff, barbie movie marathons, unit photo shoots putting the whole world in shock, irl Serena Van Der Woodsen and Blair Waldorf, clips upon clips of u guys gossiping, sonny angel collection competitions

✶ UNITZ

Tinyz, Sunshinez

마리셀의 노트 , I was looking at this and seriously thought I wrote so much for each member but they were all roughly between 500 ~ 600😅 requests will be opening soon so don’t be afraid to send stuff in!💗🌷 please disregard any grammar mistakes lololol🫶🏻💐

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lunaviee · 1 year

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drunk rin headcanons!

itoshi rin x reader headcanons

tags/warnings: alcohol, fluff/crack, all characters are 22+, ooc?, not proof read

synopsis: how your constantly stoic boyfriend would act drunk

authors notes: this was such a random idea and idek where i got it from honestly. definitely out of character but like he’s also drunk soo??

word count: 2k

imma be so fr, drunk rin is adorable but bro NEVER shows it

he’s not a light weight and can hold his alcohol pretty well, but he never really drinks. he thinks it’s a waste and is overall just bad for your body.

but one day his team all had a party at reo’s penthouse and you managed to convince rin to go with you. he really only went for you, not wanting any of his friends around you alone with alcohol

after some time, isagi challenged him to a dumb drinking game. maybe he wanted to impress you or maybe he just didn’t want isagi to win, but he agreed nonetheless

now keep in mind, this is rin we’re talking about, so it’s really rare for him to participate in something like this. it was stupid and chaotic as hell with all of their friends cheering them on with each drink, nagi even recording the whole thing

of course you had to record as well so you sat yourself on a chair across from your boyfriend to really get a good view of what he was getting himself into

several shots later, isagi tapped out, causing the group of guys to burst into cheers and laughter. they both looked like they were gonna barf. like, their heads were down on the table and bachira shaking and jumping on them definitely didn’t help

not even an hour later, isagi was out COLD on reo’s couch but everyone else was still fucking around, making even more dumb drinking games

okay, now on to the actual rin headcanons HEHE

he becomes veryy affectionate and just kinda wants to be around you for the rest of the night. you being the amazing partner you are, and wanting to save his dignity from his friends, managed to sneak to one of reo’s guest bedrooms for rin to calm down in

surprisingly, he’s a more calm drunk. like he just gets sleepy and stuff, but he gets CLINGY. like he’s draping himself over you and gets all whiny if you move an inch.

saying stuff like “quit moving, i’m trying to sleep” or “where are you going?” and just being an affectionate, grouchy baby

he’s laying in between your legs with his head on your chest in a comfortable silence, the moonlight being the only source of illumination in the room

you obviously want him to get some rest but not necessarily in his teammates house, so you have to convince him to go back home;

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“hey, rinnieee..you awake, love?” you tease with a giggle, still carding your fingers through his hair

“yeah..” he grumbles

“you wanna go back home?”

“no..wanna stay with you more..’m tired…” his words slurring with each coming second. he sinks his face deeper into your chest as his grip tightens, as if you’d actually leave without him

you don’t even try to hide the large smile on your face, he was so soft like this! just like putty in your hands that melted more with each touch. his head tilted upwards towards your exposed shoulder, leaving kisses all over. not necessarily marks, just soft touches that led up your neck

he travels his way to your face, his elbow propping him up while his free hand cupped your cheek. sweet, quiet giggles escaped your lips with each kiss he gave you, causing his heart to soar. (he LOVES your laugh and your smile like he’d kill for it)

it was rare for rin to have such a beautiful smile on his face, paired with the song of his laughter. giggles filled the bedroom, you leaning against the headboard of the bed and rin still on top of you. the moonlight highlighted his frame perfectly and you just sat there, staring at your boyfriends pretty face for a second before speaking up,

“you’re really pretty, you know that?” you cupped his face, nudging your foreheads together, both still giggling like teenagers. of course, you had always given rin these compliments, but it seemed that he only let them affect him like this when in such a vulnerable, drunken state.

at this point, rin was drunk on many things; alcohol, sleepiness, kisses, love.

you pulled him in for another kiss, this one lasting longer, with more passion. his emotions and the alcohol seem to have gotten to him in that moment, pulling away with a sleepy smile only to collapse back onto your shoulder.

more kisses were smeared on your collar bone, incoherent mumbles leaving his lips, “god i love you”

“i love too, my rinnie. now, as much as i adore you kissing me like this, i think it’s time we go home, yeah?” you suggest, pressing a kiss to his forehead.

silence.

“5 more minutes..”

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soon enough, you managed to drag him out of the party and say your goodbyes

you drove home, obviously

and just like that, the whiny, clingy itoshi rin was back, begging you to just come to bed

at this point, he was just getting grumpy. all tired and wanting his love in his arms :(

soon enough, your nightly routine was finished and boy did he hold you TIGHT

though, the evening came and went and the dreaded hangover had finally begun

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beams of sunlight peaked through the window blinds, casting its rays on your boyfriends cute face. you pulled away a bit to take in his sleeping form; cheek smooshed against his pillow with dark bangs scattered across his face. the lack of warmth on his chest caused rin to instinctively pull you closed to him, shoving your face onto his collarbone.

a giggle bubbles in your chest, leaving light kisses on the strikers chest. minutes passed and he woke up, inhaling sharply with a rugged groan. rin buried his face deeper into your neck as an attempt to shield away from the sunlight, but unfortunately, his headache was there to stay.

“ughh. stupid isagi. stupid headache. ‘ts all..lukewarm nd stupid.” he was rambling, trying to distract himself from the throbbing of his head.

“weren’t you the one that agreed?” you teased, a giggle flowing out of your mouth.

silence.

“he shouldn’t have asked in the first place.” he grumbled back, clearly not wanting to accept that he’s in the wrong

“mhmm right, alright well let’s cure that hangover of yours, hm?” you shifted out of his grasp to get a painkiller and some water

warm, lithe fingers wrapped around your wrist, pulling you back into bed. “wait…..don’t..don’t leave yet” his eyes shifted with embarrassment, pulling the blanket closer to him.

“wh- huh? rin, babe, im just going to get you some painkillers so your headache won’t bother you” you laugh out, a curious look painting your face

“yeah well…do that later. i can deal with it for a bit longer” his grip tightened around your waist, warm cheeks flush against your collarbone

and so that’s how you spent a good chunk of your morning, until he started groaning and complaining and finally let you get him some medicine

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you obviously tease him about this for AT LEAST a week, because he’s your darling boyfriend and you have to

but, he’d never have it any other way <3

AHHH IM SUCH A SUCKER FOR SOFT RIN ITS NOT OKAYYY

this is very out of character but it warms my soul so just go with it. i hope this is good bc i wrote it while i was supposed to be doing homework LOLL

imma be honest, i really hate this but i wanted to publish SOMETHING so yeah don’t hate me for this guys i need advice

written by lunaviee feb 2023, do not repost, copy, or translate any of my works.

#blue lock #blue lock imagines #blue lock x reader #blue lock fluff #itoshi rin #itoshi rin x reader #rin itoshi #rin itoshi x reader #rin itoshi x y/n #rin itoshi x you #itoshi rin x y/n #itoshi rin x you #bllk #bllk headcanons #bllk x reader #bllk rin #bllk x you #✩ vie writes

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babyiamperfectforyou · 1 year

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Not The Same As It Was

Summary : Harry feels like his life with his family has not been the same as it was. Would he leave his wife and child for the woman who has him craving for more?

Warnings : Angst

Word count: 5.9k

A/n: We're back with another oneshot 🥳This is our late entry to @harry-on-broadway 's fic challenge. Enjoy ❤️

Xoxo,

G and M

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"So, where are we going?" Harry asked as he climbed onto the passenger seat of the car.

"Calm down, Styles, we ain't gonna kill you", one of the people inside the car laughed, "It's high time you had some actual fun, family life has changed you", another said.

"Hey… that's not true ", he complained as they started driving but that comment had planted a seed of doubt inside his brain.

"Well then, tell me, it's been a month since you came back from tour; how many times have you hung out with us, huh?", Neil, his friend asked. Harry stayed silent. After coming back home, he had spent all his time with his family. And now, he was back in the studio to work on the new album. He had been holed up there all day.

"Yup, that's exactly what I'm talking about, so shut up and have some fun with us tonight, everyone's gonna be there. Just let the old Harry out for this once. You can go back to your boring self tomorrow."

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"Why are you late?Where were you, Harry?"

His head snapped up as he looked at Y/N, his wife. He was sitting on the couch, drinking a glass of water.

"Out", he murmured, placing the glass on the table. "You could've called or texted me, or at least picked up when I called you", she was annoyed.

"Well, I forgot. What's the big deal?" He stood up, placing the glass onto the coffee table with a loud thud and tried to walk towards the bedroom.

"You forgot? We were worried, you know? Beryl went to sleep asking for you. Where were you, Harry? You reek of alcohol." She was getting angrier by the minute.

"What are you on about, Y/N? Can't I just have one night away from all the responsibilities? Can I just enjoy myself for once? Ugh. They were right, family life sure does drag you down", he chuckled meanly.

“What?” she mumbled in disbelief. She loved their little family; her, Harry and their little girl, Beryl. She was so happy to have the most adorable baby on the planet and the best husband. She loved her family with her whole heart and believed he did too, until those poisonous words slipped from his mouth just now. They had talked, even before they had kids, about how important it was for the mental and overall well being of children to have their parents with them. Harry had treated his family as his first priority, until now. Did he really think that? That his family was dragging him down? She could feel bile rising in her throat.

“What? You know I’m right”, he shrugged.

“Don’t say things you don’t mean Harry, you’re clearly drunk. And don’t bring Beryl into this, you knew what you were signing up for when we knew we were pregnant. And you seemed so happy then.” tears pooled in her eyes.

He sighed,

“You know how happy I am to have a family, I just meant that I deserve a break from all this burden, you know.”

“Yup, got your message loud and clear, Styles.”, she said, walking towards their bedroom.

“Shit, Y/N I didn't mean it like that. I just…”

“Save it, Harry. I'll make sure that you won't have to carry our burden.” she said and walked into their bedroom.

He seemed to realize the weight of his words fast enough as the alcohol slowly left his system. He entered the bedroom and saw her coming out of the shower in her pajamas, her eyes were red and puffy. She did not even bother to look at him as he sat on the edge of the bed, fingers fumbling nervously.

“Y/N, baby… just listen to me, I-”

She did not even spare a glance at him and left the room. His eyes started welling up with tears as he heard the sound of Beryl’s room slam shut. He sat against the headboard, as he realized what he had done. Why did he say those words to her, he loved his family dearly, right? Right?

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Y/n could not sleep that night. Were they a burden to him? Was he just tolerating their presence? A mere repayment for having loved her once? She held her daughter tight as she let her tears flow down her face and wet the pillow. Somewhere in the middle of doubting herself and trying to remember if she ever had tied him down, she fell asleep.

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Harry couldn't sleep as well. He was not used to sleeping without her. He knew he had said some hurtful things, but didn't know how to make it better. He woke up early and went for a run to clear his head. He'll just buy her something to make up for it. She was his wife, she wouldn't leave him, would she?

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He had come after the time Y/N and Beryl had left for work and school. He was supposed to take Beryl to school but he purposely avoided coming home early. He knew it would be difficult for him to face Y/N after last night's incidents and he figured that she would take their kid to school. And he was right. Both of them had left.

He placed the necklace he bought for her on the table and wrapped it up, placing a little bow on top. A perfect apology gift. She would surely forgive him after seeing that he had bought her an expensive necklace, right? Well, that's what he thought.

He took the gift to their bedroom and set it down on her dressing table for her to find after she comes home from work and went down to the kitchen, only to see that she had made him breakfast before she left. Guilt tugged at his heart. It would have been so hard for her today, having to get Beryl ready for school, cooking for everyone and then getting to her own workplace, all on her own. He should have been there, helping her with the chores. Y/N was a fashion designer. She had a boutique that sold wedding dresses. Since she had to stay late at work than usual, she had told Harry when he came home from tour that they should hire a nanny for Beryl to stay till she comes home. But Harry was quick to discard that suggestion and said that he'd be there and there was no need to hire anyone.

Harry would apologize to her tonight, he'll pick up Beryl from school, take her to get ice cream. Then he'll come home and make Beryl dinner and get her to sleep by the time Y/N comes home. She had to stay late at work, as her sales were going crazy. Then, when Y/N comes home, he'll set up a nice bubble bath and let her relax. He'll set up a nice romantic dinner and apologize to her. He'll give her the gift he bought her and tell her how much he loves her. If she lets him, he'll show her how much she means to him.

Harry had it all planned. He quickly took a shower, had breakfast and drove over to the studio.

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Harry had a productive day at work. He was able to get a lot of work done. He could feel the rush of ideas running through his mind.

During the lunch break, he had sent Y/N a text saying that he'll pick up Beryl from school in the evening. She responded in half an hour.

Y/N/N❤️: It's okay, Harry, I'll pick her up. I leave work early today.

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"Mate, are you coming or not? ", Jeremy asked impatiently.

"No, man, I've gotta get home early today, you guys go on without me", with that, he was off.

Harry had planned on getting home before Y/N but he didn't know when she would be home. Yes, she had informed him that she'd leave early, but he didn't know the exact time.

He saw her car as he drove into the driveway and realized that his plans had failed. The fresh aroma of food hit his nose as he opened the door and walked in. Y/N was cooking. Beryl was sat on the barstool near the kitchen counter, doing her homework and asking Y/N for help whenever she was met with difficult questions.

Taking off his shoes, Harry carefully walked over to them, a little nervous.

"Daddy, I missed you", Beryl pouted, seeing him. Y/N turned around at the mention of him and their eyes met for a millisecond before she turned away, an expression on her face he couldn't decipher. A wave of disquiet went through him, it was like being doused with ice cold water.

"I missed you too baby", he said, leaning down and placing kisses on her forehead, making her giggle.

"Where were you last night, daddy? I wanted to show you the picture I drew." She frowned.

"Daddy was late, kiddo." He said softly, looking over at Y/N who made no effort to turn around.

"You know what? You could show me the picture now." He said, making her smile.

"Okay daddy, can you put me down?" She asked, holding her arms out. Harry moved closer, picked her up and put her down. She ran off to her room in excitement. Harry walked over to where his wife was chopping tomatoes. He sat on the counter and gently called her name.

“Hey. Look at me.”, he said softly.

She hesitantly looked up.

"I am so sorry, love. I shouldn't have said that. I was drunk and not in my right mind. Will you forgive me?"

"I know, Harry. It's okay, I forgive you", she said in a small voice.

Well, that was easy, he thought. He didn't know why she didn't even put up a fight and stand up for herself because he was clearly in the wrong here.

"Really? I know I was a dick, baby, it won't happen again."

"It's fine, Harry. Don't worry about it" , she gave him a small smile. He knew she was still hurt by the way her smile did not reach her eyes. But he decided not to ask about that. She would be happy after getting that gift. He was about to tell her about it when they were interrupted by the pitter patter of two small feet. Beryl was running over to him with a picture in her hand.

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After dinner, when Y/N took Beryl to her room to put her to bed, Harry took a quick shower. He did not see her in their room when he got out of the shower.

Was she going to sleep in Beryl's room?

Harry walked over to her room, only to see Beryl sleeping, clutching her reindeer plushie that Harry bought her when he came back from tour last month. It had become her favourite one. Harry smiled to himself and closed the door, walking downstairs, looking for his wife.

There she was, wiping down the kitchen counter and cleaning up. He gently slipped behind her, hugging her from behind and placing a kiss onto her cheek. He sensed her body suddenly stiffening but decided not to comment on it.

Swallowing down his hurt, he gently whispered in her ear,

"Come to bed, baby"

"I'll be there in a few minutes, Harry. You can go to bed if you want to, I'll finish this up and be there", she sounded nervous, he noticed.

"No, I don't want to sleep without you, besides, I have something to give you. I'll wait. "

He helped her clean and led her to their bedroom, handing her the neatly wrapped gift.

"What is it, Harry?" ,she asked .

She had never used a pet name after that encounter. He hated it when she used to call him by his name. She was still hurt, he realised.

"Um, it is a… peace offering. I'm so sorry for what I said, I didn't mean it. So I bought you a necklace as an apology. " He said, suddenly getting nervous.

Sighing, she said,

"You didn't have to, Harry."

"I know, but I wanted to."

"Thank you." She said, without even opening it.

"Can I kiss you? ", he asked apprehensively.

She nodded.

He leaned in, pressing his lips onto hers. It was soft and tender. He held onto her waist and pulled her closer. Both of them did not want to pull away. It was when his hands started wandering over her hips and waist that she pulled back. He looked at her with a small frown.

"I… uh… not today, Harry", she stuttered.

"Um… yeah, sure", he said.

When they went to sleep that night, he hugged her closer to him.

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It's been a week since that incident. They were getting back to normal but Harry couldn't help but notice a few changes in his wife's behaviour. She would do all the household chores without asking him for any help, she would cook, and clean, leaving Harry with nothing to do. On one hand, it was good because he could devote his time to the task at hand: the new album. But on the other hand, he found it weird that his usually feisty wife had turned into a housewife. She didn't complain about anything, balancing her housework and kid along with her equally demanding job. She took Beryl to school in the morning and picked her up in the evening.

Their schedules had changed as well. Y/N would wake up early, cook them breakfast and get herself and Beryl ready for work. Harry wouldn't even be awake till they're gone. After waking up, Harry would freshen up and go to the studio. In the evening, Y/N and Beryl would be back, she'd cook them dinner, feed Beryl and get her to bed. Harry would be home late. There were days where they wouldn't even see each other. Y/N had changed her schedule in such a way that she was able to leave in time to get Beryl from school. Harry and Y/N did not really get any alone time. They hadn't even really talked to each other in a week.

The next week seemed so hectic though. Y/N had been busier than ever with her sales going up. She couldn't leave early from work. So, Harry had to take Beryl to school and pick her up.

It was a Friday when they completed and recorded the first song for the new album.

"We'll go celebrate,'' he heard his friends say. He felt like it was only fair for him to go with them as he had been bailing on them for a little while.

Will you pick up Beryl from her dance class today? I don't think I can make it, Harry hastily typed up and sent the message to his wife and without even waiting for a reply, walked towards the car that was waiting for him outside the studio.

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They had gone to this new bar near the studio.

It felt liberating for him to be away from work or family for a little while. The drinks had loosened him up. He found the whole having - fun thing refreshing.

It's been a while since he has had some fun, not caring about anything, just living in the present. The alcohol seemed to make him forget about everything. He let himself free, dancing with random strangers and drinking as much as he wanted.

"Hey, Harry, I want you to meet someone," Neil called out over the loud music as Harry was downing another shot of tequila.

With him stood a brunette, tall and gorgeous. She had beautiful hazel eyes which reminded him of Belgian chocolate. She had curves in all the right places. She was wearing a silver bodycon dress which hugged her figure and left little to the imagination.

"Hi, I am Kara", she held her hand out.

"Kara?" He asked, his accent becoming thicker due to him being drunk.

"No, Kara, K-A-R-A" she said.

"That's what I said. I'm English, I have an accent, lord…", he laughed, making her giggle.

He shook her outstretched hand,

"I'm Harry."

"I know", she giggled again.

"So, Harry, this is Kara, my friend from uni, she's a choreographer. She is here for some work related thing, she'll be here for a few months."

"It's nice to meet you ", he said.

"Likewise," she replied with a smile.

They spent the rest of the night talking. Harry found that she had a really nice personality. They talked about many things and he noticed that she had strong opinions about everything, a bold woman, she was.

When it was time for her to leave, she said her goodbyes to everyone in their friend group. Finally, she walked over to Harry,

"It's been great finally meeting you. I've heard so much about you and now I know what they say is true, you're really a gentleman. I'm going to go now, see you around." She leaned in for a hug. He returned the hug, blushing at her praise. She smelled good, like wild berries.

"Bye, see you around", he smiled at her.

He felt that he had taken the right decision to go out, it proved to be a good relaxation technique. He needed to do this often.

It was past midnight when he came home. Beryl was asleep, so was Y/N. He went straight into the kitchen to drink some water and saw a note on the fridge. Dinner is in the fridge, it said, with a hand-drawn red heart on it - Beryl drew it, he realised. He smiled to himself and sauntered over to his room. Y/N was fast asleep. He stripped down to his boxers and climbed under the covers.

For once, Harry Styles felt like he was leading a routine life. A boring one.

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Days passed. Harry had started going out with his friends every now and then. He wasn't even home on weekends. They went to pubs and parties every week. Kara and Harry had become closer than ever. She always tagged along with Neil and gradually, she became an unavoidable member of their friend group. She used to visit his studio whenever she was free.

"Do you want to grab a bite? There's this new bakery I wanted to try", Kara asked one day, when she came to the studio. No one else was there. Harry had to finish up a lyric, and was working on it when Kara called and informed him that she was coming over.

"Yeah, sure, I'd like that"

*****

"Wow, these are delicious", Harry said, as he took another bite from a macaron.

"Well, If you want any advice on anything, you know who to call", Kara laughed, lightly patting his arm.

Both of them had become really touchy with each other. Harry wondered if she was into him. He had felt a spark between them, an invisible pull guiding him towards her. She gave him new ideas and put in her suggestions whenever he was working on something when she went over to the studio. When was the last time Y/N did that? She was always busy with work. When was the last time they had sex? Hell, when was the last time they really talked to each other?

Kara brought out something in him, something fresh, vibrant and lively. He felt like he had become his younger self again. The mood was always playful and silly when she was around.

"Of course", he laughed.

"Can I ask you something, Kara?" , he suddenly asked.

"Why the formalities, H? You know you can ask me anything -"

His phone rang, cutting her off. Huffing, he looked at the screen to check who it was. Y/N. Way to ruin a moment.

"Hello? I'm busy, I'll call you back, okay?", He turned the phone off and turned towards Kara,

"Who was it?"

"Nobody, you were saying?"

"Actually you were about to ask me something. What was it?"

"Yeah, right. So um… I just wanted to erm… know if you were interested in choreographing a dance sequence for my new music video."

"Oh my God… really? I would love that, H", she squealed excitedly.

"So that's settled then, can we go over to the studio and discuss the details with the rest of the team?"

"Sure, let's go"

* * *

What Harry did not know was that his wife was actually outside the cafeteria he was in. She had gone to run a few errands when she saw him there. She called him to let him know that she was there. She was heartbroken after seeing him walk out with a woman, happy and laughing. Might be a friend, don't jump into conclusions, Y/N, she reminded herself.

The next day, deuxmoi had posted that they had sighted Harry outside the studio with a woman. Harry was worried that Y/N would be mad at him, but she didn't say anything. So, Harry was pretty sure that she didn't see it and was so relieved, to say the least.

But she did. She saw every single one of those articles that revealed to her Harry's location when he himself didn't. She heard about Kara doing the choreography from the tabloids, not him. She had seen the way he looked at her and she blamed herself for it.

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"And cut…" the director shouted and the room erupted into loud noises.

"It was great, Harry. Kara, you did an amazing job, this is going to break the internet, I can feel it in my kneecaps", he laughed.

The music video for Harry's new single, Medicine, was choreographed by none other than Kara herself. More importantly, she was the one who performed it with him.

The video showed Harry sitting at a bar, just like how they met for the first time, Kara walking towards him and talking to him. Then suddenly, everyone in the bar disappears, leaving a spotlight on Kara and Harry. They stand up and walk towards the middle of the room, performing a seductive, sensual dance sequence. The video ends when they lean in for a kiss and the screen fades to black.

They had excellent chemistry on screen, everyone said.

It wasn't just on screen, Harry wasn't faking it. He enjoyed touching her, the way she would turn putty in his arms. He wanted to know if she felt it too. Harry swore he heard a small whimper when he leaned towards her in the last scene. It caught him off guard. When the director yelled 'cut' , they pulled away from each other. They might not have kissed, but the closeness made him feel something.

People were leaving after the shooting. After thanking everyone, Harry turned towards the door, only to see his wife standing there, talking to a crew member. He didn't expect she'd come to the shooting. Yes, he had told her over dinner that they would be shooting the video the next day but he never thought she would come. To be honest, he felt like they were drifting apart, they didn't have what they had once, they were falling out of love.

His eyes widened when he saw her there. How long has she been there? Did she saw the way he was touching Kara? Did she understand how he felt? He could feel his palms sweating.

Putting on his fakest smile, he walked over to her and slipped a hand around her waist,

"Hey Y/N/N, when did you get here?"

"I got here while you were filming, your mom took Beryl for the night. You did fantastic, H. I'm so proud of you", she smiled.

"Thanks baby. Shall we head out? "

"Um… yeah, sure"

"You go wait in the car, I'll be there, gotta get my phone and wallet from the other room", he said.

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It was the day before the premier. Harry had arranged a celebratory dinner for the crew. Y/N was also there.

After the dinner, they were about to leave. Y/N had gone to the washroom and was coming out into the hallway when she heard Kara call out to her husband.

"H, wait up…"

Harry turned around to see Kara running towards him.

"Were you leaving?"

"I… yeah, I was. My wife had gone to the washroom, I was waiting for her", he said. She should know that he was married; she should know what she was getting into, if she was interested in him. But of course, she would know, he was The Harry Styles.

"Um, yeah… I just wanted to let you know something. "

"Yeah? What is it?" , he asked frowning slightly.

"It's just that I'm going back to L.A the day after tomorrow."

"Oh" , he wasn't expecting that. His face fell.

"I'm going to come right out and say it Harry, I really like you and I feel like you like me too. Uh…would you come to my apartment, if I invite you? We could spend one night together before I go back."

Harry couldn't believe it, she liked him!

Without wasting another moment, he stuttered out,

"I … yeah, I'll come. We'll go after the premier".

Y/N couldn't believe what she heard. Her husband was in love with someone else. He was going to cheat on her. Her heart dropped to her stomach. She just wanted the earth to split in two and swallow her whole into the abyss. She walked downstairs, shoulders slumped in defeat. She walked away and waited by the car, expecting his arrival. She heard his footsteps not long after. Wiping off her tears, she tried to act normal.

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The day of the premier. Harry had woken up before everyone and was getting ready. The stylist had done his hair and makeup. He just had to change into his tux.

"Y/N, are you ready yet, baby?" He called out.

When there was no reply, he walked towards the bedroom and saw her in her PJs, eyes puffy and nose red.

"Baby, are you alright? What happened? Aren't you coming with me to the premier?" He asked.

"Um, no, I'm not. I don't feel good. I think I'm going to be sick. Can you go on without me today?" ,She lied, her voice hoarse.

Harry didn't think twice before agreeing. He was already nervous about how he was going to go to Kara's house with Y/N around. Now that she wasn't coming, it was easier for him to go to her place, but when he was about to leave for the venue, she felt bad about leaving Y/N in such a state. Was it fair to her, what he was doing? It's just a night, and Kara will be off to god- knows- where after that. It was his last chance. Harry walked towards the car with confident strides.

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After Harry slammed the front door shut, Y/N broke down. She couldn't take it anymore. Harry won't be home tonight. He'd be going to her house and he'd realise that all he wanted was Kara and leave them. Y/N decided that she would leave before he'd have to break the news to her - she didn't want to hear that from him, she didn't want what they had to end, but what choice did she have? He doesn't feel the same way anymore. What was the point of staying there? After tonight, he would never be hers. He was going to give Kara something that belonged only to them. After tonight, Y/N is nothing to him. With a heavy heart and tearful eyes, she started packing all her stuff.

By afternoon, she was able to pack everything. She told Beryl that they were going on a little trip. They had to leave before he came home. She didn't know where to go. She took out her phone and called the only person who came to her mind - her best friend Alice. She called an uber in the evening and loaded all their belongings into it. With sorrowful eyes, she looked over at their house one more time ; the house they bought together, the house she thought they'd grow old together in, the house they had built so many memories in. With trembling hands, she opened the door to the car, let Beryl and herself in.

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The event went well. Kara was not wasting any time, touching Harry any way she could. He didn't object or in any way try to get away from it. But he gradually started finding it a little uncomfortable.

The premier was over by 7o' clock in the evening. Everyone was going about their seperate ways and as the time passed, Harry became more and more fidgety and skittish. He saw Kara approaching and gave her a nervous smile.

"Um, I think we should go seperately you know, to not give the press anything to talk about." She said.

"Yeah, right. So erm… you will go now and I'll come to your place later?"

"Exactly. Plus…it will give me time to prepare ", she smirked, walking away.

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Harry's heart was racing. He stepped out of the car and walked towards the house. The yard was illuminated with lamps on either sides of the pavement. With each step, he was getting more and more anxious.

"This is it", he muttered to himself. The chilly air of the night made him shiver. He involuntarily put his hand inside his pants pocket. There was something there. He took it out, it was a folded piece of paper, sides crumpled. Curious, he gently opened it, inside it was a hand drawn picture. He realized that Beryl must have sneaked in that picture the day before. Three stick figures stood in front of a rose bush. The words "all the best, Daddy" was written in purple colour. He smiled at the memory - when he and Y/N took Beryl to the rose garden while they were visiting France. Beryl was so happy to see the butterflies she saw there. She had even made a new friend there. They explored the city and Beryl was so tired by the time they went back to the hotel room, which gave Harry some much needed intimate time with his wife.

He thought back to the time when Beryl was born. He was out of town for a meeting when Anne called him, saying that his wife had been admitted to the hospital. She was out with Anne and Gemma at the time. He got to the hospital as fast as he could. There she was, smiling like the angel she was, holding a small bundle of blankets in her hand. He rushed over to her and looked inside the bundle to see their little baby girl.

"Our little girl", he said, tearing up.

"Our little girl", she repeated. He leaned over and kissed her forehead. "Thank you for giving me the best gift in the world, I promise to love you both till the day I die."

Harry teared up at the memory. He had everything. Y/N gave him everything. What had gone wrong between them? Was she not enough for him? No, she was always more than enough, it was his own stupidity that led him to where he was now. Then realisation dawned upon him - he was searching for Y/N in Kara. The way she made him feel, the way she soothed him; but the truth was that he could never find it in Kara.

It was never Kara, it was Y/N , it was always her and it was high time he let her know that; he had been taking her for granted. Harry turned around and started walking towards his car with confident strides.

Wiping off his tears, he focused on the road. Kara had been blowing up his phone. He felt disgusted at himself for even considering cheating on his wife. And the worst part was that he had left her all alone, sick, to care for herself when he was so eager to have another woman under him. He felt pathetic.

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He parked his car and ran towards the front door. The house was covered in darkness. Why didn't Y/N turn the lights on? Was she that sick? At that moment, Harry hated himself for leaving her in the bed.

He turned on the lights and called for Y/N. No reply. He walked towards the bedroom, only to find nothing but a pile of sheets. He checked every nook and corner of the house for them, but to no avail. Harry started panicking. What happened to his wife and child? Where were they? He checked his phone again. No calls or messages from her. He called her back, but all the calls went straight to voicemail. Walking back to his bedroom, he found something he didn't see when he first came in... her wedding ring? On top of a wrapped box? He realised that it was the very same gift he gave her to make up for their fight - it hadn't even been opened. On top of it was a letter.

He was confused. He gently opened the letter,

Dear Harry,

By the time you see this, we would be out of your hair. I know I have not been the best wife, and trust me I've been trying.

After you told me that we were a burden to you, I had been trying so hard not to be a burden; I used to stay late in the boutique, do everything for you so that you won't leave me; leave us. I had realised that you had fallen out of love with me, but I didn't want to be separated from you, I thought it wasn't fair to Beryl. I thought I could handle it. But I couldn't. I hated it when I saw you with Kara. I hate that you don't love me anymore and I hate myself for it. I had seen you that day at the cafe and had called you to let you know that I was there. But I didn't know that you were with someone else. I didn't say anything even after you came home, because I didn't want you to leave us. I selfishly held on to the hope that if I stopped bothering you for everything, maybe you'd stay with us. But that hope was shattered when I accidentally overheard you and Kara at the dinner. I couldn't stay here after that. I am taking Beryl with me. I know I don't have a place in your life anymore. It hurts like hell and I know that I would never be able to move on from you because I loved you; I still love you. I didn't want you to tell me that you don't want us here, so I left with Beryl this afternoon. Don't worry, we won't be a burden to you anymore. I don't want your money or fame or anything, I just have a request to you - even if you regret me, please don't regret Beryl, she would be heartbroken.

I would tell Beryl that you have gone back for tour; she'd be sad at first, but she'd get over it eventually.

We won't meet again, Harry. I'll stay out of your life for good. I really hope this was worth it.

Goodbye,

Y/N

Harry stood there with the letter in his hand, shocked. And when reality sunk in, he collapsed onto the floor, tears streaming down his face.

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Written for the @steddieholidaydrabbles December challenge.

When in Vegas

Prompt Day 11: Royalty AU | Word Count: 1000 | Rating: T | CW: Drinking, Gambling | Tags: AU, Meet-Cute, Platonic Stobin, What Happens in Vegas

"Oh fuck, I'm so sorry," Steve says, grabbing the shoulders of the guy he nearly knocked over on the Vegas casino floor. "I'm clumsy. It's apparently contagious. I caught it from my best friend," Steve explains, giggling.

He's tipsy.

"I see," the guy says, voice tense.

"Sorry, again," Steve repeats, and smiles in his direction.

"It's fine," the guy says, and Steve lets go of him. And then takes a good, long look. He's cute, but he's wearing a Knicks hat, and that's a definite dealbreaker.

He watches as the guy blushes under his gaze. Oh. Well, he's adorable. For a mortal enemy.

"Sorry, I can't be seen talking to you. Not after last night," Steve says, swaying on his feet, and the guy looks very confused.

"Last night?" he asks.

Steve points at his hat, "Your team knocked my team out of the semifinals, and I can't cross enemy lines."

The guy chuckles a little, and takes off his hat and examines it, like he's not sure what hat he was wearing on his own head. That's odd.

People are so weird.

Steve slumps down on the seat at the nearest slot machine and holds his hand back, offering his new frenemy a handful of nickels.

He takes them, and sits down next to him.

"Well, I'm Steve."

"Eddie," the guy says.

"What brings you to Vegas, Eddie?" Steve asks, pulling the handle on his machine again.

"A holiday," Eddie says, and Steve tries to think what holiday he means and is drawing a blank.

"My friends are getting married," Steve offers, and Eddie visibly tenses beside him.

"Well, that's nice. For them," Eddie says, voice clipped, tight.

And his voice is different than it was. Like his accent is fake. Is his accent fake? Robin would love that. A puzzle for her to solve. Where is Robin? She went to the bathroom a long time ago.

And she turns up, right after he has a cute boy, no, a cute Knicks fan, to talk to. Figures.

Robin's eyes are huge.

"You're…" she trails off, and Eddie shushes her.

"Who? He's who?" Steve asks, looking between them, wildly.

"Prince Eddie," she hisses, looking at Steve like he's the weird one here. He's the only sane one, he's pretty sure.

He's drunk. But this isn't Prince Eddie.

"Prince Eddie, as in, Prince Eddie," Steve says, not believing this bullshit.

"Please," Eddie says again, pulling his hat down lower.

Which, Steve guesses, would make sense. If Eddie just grabbed a hat as a disguise, he probably didn't care or know what team he was repping. So, maybe, he could be forgiven. Maybe.

"What are you doing lurking around a casino?" Robin asks, "Shouldn't you be across the pond?"

"Yes, well," Prince Eddie says haughtily, and he suddenly has a posh little accent. Steve knew it was fake earlier.

"Well, what?" Steve asks. He's curious now.

"My family has been trying to arrange a marriage, and I just decided to flee the country."

Steve looks at him, and he's never been able to school his face very well, and Prince Eddie must be able to read him like a book.

"I didn't say it was a good plan," Eddie admits, a little petulantly.

"Won't they know where you've gone? Or do you have secret money? I bet you have secret money," Robin rambles. She's tipsy, too.

"Well, yes. They must know I'm in the United States at this point. But I haven't checked into a hotel or anything they can trace me to yet."

"So, you're just gonna live in this casino?" Steve asks, "Is that the plan?"

"That's not the plan," Prince Eddie snaps.

Steve smiles, this is the most entertainment he's had all weekend. And they're in Vegas. It's been non-stop entertainment.

"You can stay with us, if you want to!" Robin suggests, overly chipper about that terrible idea.

"Yeah, this prince-"

And Prince Eddie shushes him, loudly.

Steve corrects himself, mid-sentence, "-this normal man, wants to crash in our hotel room. Sure."

"Well, he could!" Robin says, like it's an actual option.

"We could be serial killers," Steve says.

"You're not serial killers, don't be daft," Prince Eddie declares.

Steve smiles, because, yeah, they're not.

"We're not serial killers," Steve admits, "but we are poor commoners. So, still bad for you, I'd imagine."

Prince Eddie smiles, soft and amused.

Robin starts, "Prince Eddie-"

He interupts, "Please, just call me Eddie. I beg of you."

"Eddie," Robin says, "do you want to crash in our hotel room?"

"Yes, please, I think I'd like that very much."

Steve cannot believe his ears. But, okay, sure they can host a prince for the night.

Robin pulls up a chair in between them, and orders them all another round of drinks.

And another.

Once Prince Eddie loosens up, he's actually funny. Steve reaches over and turns his hat around backwards on his head.

"That's better. So I can look at you without gagging."

Eddie laughs, adjusting the hat, but leaving it backwards.

"So, you gotta get married," Robin says, like she understands his royal plight. She's touching both of their shoulders.

"Apparently, I'm of that age," Eddie slurs, feeding the machine another coin.

"And there's nobody you want to marry?" Robin asks.

Eddie shakes his head, "I'm definitely not interested in anyone they deem suitable."

Steve drains his glass, and just in time, because the waitress brings another round. They are small, and a little weak. But free. Steve likes free.

"What's that mean?" she questions, and Robin is playing stupid. She knows exactly why.

If Steve clocked him, Robin definitely did.

Eddie must agree with Steve's assessment, "You're aware I can't marry a woman."

"Well, we're in Vegas. You should marry Steve!" Robin shouts with delight.

Steve laughs, loudly. Yeah, sure, he'll marry Prince Eddie in front of Elvis. Sounds like a solid plan.

Then he sees Eddie looking at him, like he's considering this, and Steve's eyes go wide.

Notes: What year does this take place in? I have no idea. There's nickel slots instead of players card machines, but they can get married. So, it's just a total AU. Go with it, lol.

And I had a totally different idea for the Royalty AU, but it needed more words than 1000. Hopefully it'll go up for Steddiemas, instead. So, I had to come up with a second idea. Royalty isn't exactly in my wheelhouse, so I never expected to write two back-to-back, lol.

If you want to write your own, or see more entries for this challenge, pop on over to @steddieholidaydrabbles and follow along with the fun!

If you want to see more of my entries into this month-long challenge, you can check them out in my Steddie Holiday Drabbles tag, right here!

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robynlilyblack · 2 years

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A case of mistaken identity

James Potter x fem! reader

Summary: James mistakes y/n, his best friend, for someone else at a halloween party leading secrets to be revealed

Warnings: swearing, post-hogwarts, best friends to lovers, getting together, first kiss, mutual pining, mentions of sex, alcohol, drunkness, hangovers and slight sexual tension, lil angst, mostly fluff, adorable drunk James, wolfstar being beautifully wolfstar

A/n: 3.1k words, thank you for the request! enjoy xx

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You made your way through the crowd, giggling at some of the costumes. Most people were unrecognisable, yourself included after the use of magic to change your hair colour

“Sorry” you apologise to the third vampire you had ran into in the last few minutes from what you found was not a quick trip to the bathroom but over an hour maze through some ex hufflepuffs mansion

Even after three years the marauders were still invited to everything, and the marauders being the marauders took it as a challenge to go to every party they were invited to. This one being the last in your friend's Halloween crawl.

“He’s so cute” you smile to yourself as your eyes finally fall on James

You had been to ten parties tonight, most of you just stayed in the same costume despite James pleas. Which meant James had in fact changed his costume nine times between each one, but made sure to wear the same band on his wrist so the rest of you could keep up

“Y/n?” you look to the side, eyes lighting up as you see Remus, dressed as bowie, obviously

He squinted at you, making sure he was right as you had to change to your backup costume after someone spilt punch down you

“Yeah” you nod “Hiya Moony” you grin at him “Having fun?”

He nods too, smiling away now he’s sure you are you “Apart from the fact I’m hiding from my fiance. I’m grand” he chuckles

You giggle “Why on earth are you hiding?” you shake your head in an amused confusion

“Sirius thinks I look hot and can’t keep his hands off me…” he gestures to himself and you nod in agreement, he did look beyond good tonight “...normally I love that but he looks like our ex professor and as much as I adore her there no way I can…” his face scrunches up, shaking his he has to shake the grossness out while you burst out in laughter, holding onto his arm as you lose it “It’s not funny” he’s giggling now too

“MY LOVE” the man of the hour shouts over the crowd, pointing to Remus who smiles at him nervously as he watched Sirius hop down from the table and head over

“I gotta run…you never saw me” he whisper shouts whilst backing into the crowd

You giggle at his retreating figure before turning to Sirius as he approaches “Hi Minnie” you wave

“Oh hello beautiful” his disappointment over Remus’ sudden disappearance fades as he happily pulls you in for a hug, breaking away to kiss both your cheeks “You seen my handsome husband?”

“I pretty sure he went that way pretty” you point in the opposite direction to where Remus actually went

“Thanks” he kisses your nose, causing you to giggle “You gonna go get your husband too?” he winks pointing to James who was telling a bunch of people about one of their best pranks

You feel your cheeks grow warm. Your friends had joked about you and James being a couple for years, only time they stopped was when James and Lily dated the last year of school, but promptly started up again when they broke up a few months after graduation

“He’s not my…” you start but Sirius is already off and left you “...boyfriend” you finish rather solemnly to yourself before heading over to James, it was getting late now and you were crashing at his since Sirius would be staying with Remus…if he ever found him

Walking up you find he’s finished telling his story and has now headed to presumably pour himself another drink, so you gently tap his shoulder to gain his attention before he gets to the table.

He does a double take at you, giving you this weird smile, one that makes your heart ache as it isn’t the normal beaming one you’re used to

“Hey” he greets although it sounds more like a question

“Hi” you smile back the best you can “I…” your cut off

“Sorry. I really don’t have time” he says a little cold looking away, chin tilting up as he surveys the crowd

You shoulders drop, instantly deflating and feeling beyond stupid for the tears already pricking your eyes. Pouting as you look down

James turns back to you then, head dipping down and presumably sees how upset you are “Hey” he coos, a tentative hand finding your shoulder although he does wobble a fair bit, displaying that although he’s holding himself rather well he’s still incredible drunk “I’m sorry I’m just looking for someone”

Your eyebrows furrow, lifting your head to meet those big brown eyes you loved more than life “Who?” you ask, not masking your sadness

He looks a little sad himself, almost conflicted “Can you keep a secret?” he asks, almost breathing out as he guides himself and you down to sit on the edge of the couch “Whoa…thanks” he chuckles as he almost falls off the couch but luckily you steady him

“I can keep a secret” you nod

He doesn’t seem to clock the worry on your face nor the utter heartbreak that spreads across your face at what he says next

“I’m looking for this girl. She’s the love of my life, loved her since forever” he starts and all you can do is try your best not to cry

He’s talking about Lily. He has to be. Except he’s too drunk to remember Lily bowed out at party number eight

“She’s so beautiful, and smart, way smarter than me but not in a know it all way…”

He keeps going on and on, heart shattering as you thought your days of these rants ended years ago. You can’t help the tear that falls down your cheek, so you turn your head away to wipe it. You feel silly. Over the last years you and James were the closest you had ever been and you had naively let yourself believe that you finally had a chance, turning down perfectly lovely dates and saving yourself for him, only to find out he never let go of…

“Y/n”

Your head darts to him “Yeah?” you put on your best smile, tilting your head

“You’re not surprised?” he raises an eyebrow “Most people think I still love Lily” he shrugs looking away and you just stare at him baffled, if he wasn’t talking about her then who was it?

“You don’t love Lily?” you ask, eyes wide

He turns back “Think you’ve had just as much as me” he chuckles but then his face falls and he looks at you seriously “Lily was my first love, and in another world she would have been perfect. But Y/n you know…” he starts smiling “She’s the one, the great big beautiful one I always dreamed of” he turns back to you “You remember her from school?” he wonders while it hits you then.

James loves you! You! The knowledge causing very piece of your heart that was just shattered on the floor to rebuilds itself and you find yourself nodding

“Yeah I remember”

“She’s wonderful ain’t she?”

“Yeah” you nod again, seeing that shine he always wore as he speaks of you “You okay?” you wonder as his pretty face drops to a frown

“I wish I could tell her. I’ve wanted to so many times it was just never the right one you know?”

“Yeah. I know” you have to agree, same boat and all that, merlin you could have giggled knowing he was suffering the same affliction if you weren’t sure he’d grow poutier

“Have you seen her? I…” he spaces out for a second and you’d find out later was the all the jelly shots finally kicking in “…I’m gonna be so hungover” he whines, holding his head and almost falling backwards so you have to steady him once more

“You want me to take you home?” you ask him

“No. I can’t leave without y/n and as nice as you are she’s nicer, her hair is nicer…I want her” he babbles a little, kind of like a child describing why one of his toys was better, and you find yourself resisting the urge to kiss him

“Last time I saw her she was with your friends, helping M-Remus hide from Sirius cause he was trying to kiss him” you tell him, having to remind yourself to call your friends by their real names as only marauders and co could use the nicknames

He laughs at that “I can’t blame him, if y/n didn’t look so cute in her costume I’d hit that too” he admits causing you to giggle a little, it was a well known fact everyone was a little into Moony “You think you could go find her for me? Even if she’s staying with them…” he hiccups “...I just need to hear from her that she's okay. Would you be able to find her? Please” he asks you so genuinely, and you have to give it to James for placing his trust in someone who he thinks is a perfect stranger and not his best friend…and you guessed love of his life!

“Course you just wait here” you tell him making sure he isn’t going to keel over while you move around the couch and out of his eye line

Kneeling down you pull out your wand from the strap it was kept in on your thigh under the skirt of your costume. You change your hair back to normal, and also the colour of your shawl so he thinks it’s different, waiting around for a minute before heading back over

“Hiya Jamie” you greet, big smile on your face “A girl told me you were looking for me?”

He eyes you for a moment and then that big grin takes over his features, the one you had been waiting for. He knew it was you this time the silly dear

“Hi!” he’s perked up significantly now “Are you okay? Having fun?” He asks, standing up shakily and taking your hands

You nod “Yeah” lacing your fingers properly with his “I am getting a tad tired though. You want to go home?” you wonder

He nods like a bobble head, following you mindlessly through the party to say your goodbyes before eventually getting back to his and Sirius’ apartment. James was half asleep at this point and you were barely able to get him to brush his teeth before he fell face first into his bed. You didn’t do much after that, just take off his glasses which had miraculously not been lost nor destroyed, and also his shoes

“Goodnight my love” he murmurs, hand lazily reaching out to you and falling onto the covers as he passes out

Your heart was fluttering beyond control “Goodnight Jamie” you whisper, placing a kiss to his temple and adoring the little smile he wears as he hums in his sleep

James woke to a killer headache, groaning as he found himself flat on his stomach, cheek pressed into the mattress. Blinking he glanced around the room which he vaguely recognised to be his even if his vision was a little fuzzy without his glasses. He scooched up the bed, slowly but surely making his way to the pillow, resting a moment before reaching over to pat around for his glasses, eventually finding them

“What a night” he lets out a groan like sigh as he turns to fall onto his back, slipping on his glasses and finally seeing the world

He glances at the clock, 10:30am. He smiled at the knowledge, he could get in another hour in…wait.

He sits up abruptly, ignoring the stinging in his head as he fails to remember how he got home nor when he last saw you

“Fuck…y/n!” he panics, shouting out and clambering out of bed

He half slides along and into Sirius’ room, yelling your name as he does and freaking when he finds it empty. Backing back into the living room he’s about to run to the phone and call Remus in case you went home with him and Sirius when he hears a small clank and turns to the kitchen

“Morning” you giggle at him, clearly finding his theatrics in looking for you hilarious whilst you seem to be mixing something

“Morning” he relaxes instantly, you’re safe, you’re here…and you're wearing his clothes “Sorry love I couldn’t remember a thing and panicked I’d…”

“Abandoned me or something?” you cut him off teasingly

“Never” he chuckles back and you know he means it, he’d never willingly leave you

Walking over to the kitchen, he admires you in his old quidditch jumper, adoring how it wears on you now you’ve charmed it, hanging just below your arse which he will make note to try and not stare at as you turn around so he tries to instead peer into the bowl

You notice however, turning around to face him and hiding it behind your back

“What you making?” he eyes you

“Something nice” you smirk, and James can’t help but smile at the way your entire being glows this morning, you look so happy

It completes him

“Can I inquire what that something nice is?” he leans down a little, matching your grin

“I don’t know” you shrug “It’ll cost you” you look him dead in the eye placing the bowl onto the counter but far enough it’s still out of view

James feels his heart race, you’re looking at him like you know something he doesn’t. It’s a little scary but also thrilling, whatever it is he loves the electric tension in the air

“Oh really?” he steps forward, continuing to match your energy “Name your price my love” he throws you a wink, licking his lips as he watches your cheeks rise and your resolve faluters with shyness before its back

“A kiss” you demand oh so softly, shocking him

His smile doesn’t leave but it softens as his eyes widen in surprise “A kiss?” he confirms, mind trying to figure out if this was some kind of trick question

Did you really want a kiss, a real life altering kiss? Or was this like a friendly cheek kiss…or worse just a joke and he was too hungover to realise

“Yes” you nod, eyes flicking to his lips then back to eyes “James”

“Yeah?”

“Kiss me”

James doesn’t move for a moment, just stares at you, realising you’re completely serious. He lets out a small breathy laugh as he smiles so wide as he cups your cheeks and kisses you with everything he has

He loves the way you smile into the kiss before melting into it. He loves that as he walks you back towards the kitchen table you hop onto it without question and grab his shirt to pull him back in but closer so he stands between your legs. He loves every little hum, noise and every little erratic breath that escapes those perfect lips. He loves that it’s better than anything he could have imagined

“Whoa” he lets out a breathless chuckle when you part, chests heaving as your foreheads rest on one another

“Think you overpaid just for pancake mix” you giggle and he joins you, hand cupping the back of your head as he presses a kiss to your forehead

“Yeah but I was making up for all those years I could have been doing that before…merlin” ge brushes some hair from your face “I’ve fancied you forever” he confesses, smiling like an absolute madman but he doesn’t care, not when you’re looking at him the way you are now

“Likewise big guy” you peck his nose

“Wait” his eyes blow wide, cupping your cheeks “Seriously?”

“Siriusly” you grin at him nodding in his grip

His heart bursts, both from the confirmation and how cute your cheeks are all squished together, oh and the added sprinkle of the pun that was well over used yet still made him chuckle to this day

“Did…” James lets out a nervous chuckle, feeling his cheek grow warm as the question dawns on him “Did…something happen between us last night?” he asks with a raised eyebrow, eyes falling down to your exposed thighs and more so the boxers you had also charmed and stolen and a downturned grin plays on his lips

“Eyes up here” you pull him away from his stares, looking bashful yourself under them

“Sorry” he means it, you don’t look upset but he does feel bad his hands finding the outside of your thighs and pressing his thumbs into your skin soothingly

“Nothing happened last night when we got back” you tell him with a soft smile “I helped you to bed and then I crashed in Siri’s room”

“Oh” he breathes out but he isn’t disappointed, no, he’s happy he didn’t drunkenly forget his first anything with you, although it doesn’t explain why you’ve suddenly made a move “How…” he shakes his head, disertanty in his voice and you know him well enough to know what he’s asking

“How much do you remember from last night?” you wonder, hands dropping from his chest to slide up his forearms

His eyes flutter at your movements “Ugh…don’t think I can remember anything after party number…nine?” he eventually gets out with a shrug “Oh merlin what happened? You said nothing happened when we got back did we before…” he points between yours and his lips, making a kissing motion with them

You laugh at that “No” you assure him giggling and he nods again relieved

“So what then?” he moves closer, pinching your thighs impatiently to which you squeal and squirm cutely

In all honesty James didn’t care what force brought this upon him, he just wanted to thank it…which in around an hour after you both had returned to bed but to to sleep he finds he’s inclined to thank his drunken self

“Give me the short version for now?” he asks and you raise an eyebrow “You heard right” he raises an eyebrow, smirking and he hopes you understand his meaning

Which you do, of course you do and he adores the way you turn away and press your lips together, smiling “A case of mistaken identity” you say a little vaguely after a moment, turning back

“Thats all I’m getting?” he pinches you again to which you poke him in the side back causing him to bark a laugh

“You said short version” you defend

“Come on” he pleads but you bring your hand to your lips and pretend to lock them “You aren’t gonna give me anything, are ya?” he eyes you, scrunching his nose up and rubbing it against your own causing you to giggle

“Well” you look in though “Maybe another kiss might loosen my lips” you grin happily at him

“Yes mam” James winks, wasting no time in indulging you

Thank you for reading ♡

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ancientgoddessofegypt · 5 months

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Saturn's Rewards. Time, Commitment, & Learning How To Be A Boss.

Saturn rewards you based off your commitment, discipline, and the amount of effort you put in to obtain the material reality you want.What beliefs, morals, and ideals do you keep in mind to ground yourself? Are you willing to face challenges and adversity? Do you remember to say thank you to the divine even when everything seems down bad?

Looking to where the planet is in your chart will speak volumes on this.

Saturn in the first house has to look forward and see things from their first mind. The second comes after. Just because there is nothing but dirt doesn't mean it cant be made into something special. I heard they sell dirt nowadays, making money off hard shit and making it a gold mine. Thats alchemy.

Commit to yourself and not what others see or think of you. The grass is always greener when its in your own yard.

Saturn in the second needs to learn their values & freedom will apply itself in the future. Financial freedom that is. The cold lessons gotta kick in before you can spend that gold from that treasure you just found! What good is it for a man to have the whole world but with the loss of his soul?

If you want to expand on your fortune, you must first appreciate the things you had before it all started piling in. Remembering your values is how you sustain your possessions and whats worth keeping. You dont need anything thats for shits n giggles all the time. You need things that will show growth in the future, not stagnancy. What are you willing to do to get the things you want? Your soul wants more but commit to having VALUES in place to receive the ideal manifestations of your worldly reality.

Saturn in the third, speak loud or forever hold your peace. These mountains need an echo from the village, and your words hold the key to salvation. You mirror societies dark picture, and theyll paint you into a villian if they can. But not without a fight first. Dont hold your tongue, as the truth will set you and others free.

Speak with authority as the teacher in you propels others to think for themselves and appreciate the power of their minds. You just gotta give it to em a little harder, but they'll think you later ;)

Saturn in the fourth house, the golden child. Yes i said it. They learn the way of their ancestors at a young age. Hell, they might even be the ancestor reincarnated. Jus gotta show everyone a thing or too before you hit it off to the next dimension ;)

These big brains know a lot and carry wisdom like no other. Its a shame that others force themselves (yes, force) to misunderstand them when their young and will convince themselves once more when their old. They can't handle the youngin holding them at a standard they themselves never gave em. Only saturn ;)

Saturn in the 5th. Play play play baby, we only got one life to live and we need yall to live it. They take things to new heights when you give em a lift. Their sturdy on the ground but they dont mind being picked up. They love to be head over heels for someone, they just wont break their standards for you so... they'll typically have to deal with bargainers from time to time. Lucky for them they never budge, which is why they stay single for a while until they find that one. They adore a love affair like in the 90s romance films, but only if it last forever. Their not too into fairytales.

Can be the life of the party but theirs limits to it. Their not your flat out drunk type, but they will be the social drinker.

Again, these babes have a standard and they hold a really good reputation for themselves & they will not do anything stupid for the sake of others enjoyment. More mature settings are best for them, no matter the age.

Saturn in the 6th house, Work work work work work! This is the house they strive in. A beneficial place for saturn before saturn is all about commitment, working hard and putting in the effort even if it makes them sick. Because thats what its like working with the 6th house (or being a virgo) and they can handle it.

Some of the hardest workers and are usually respected and valued by their co-workers and bosses due to them understanding the rules and working with them. Won't talk back unless necessary and pretty much will finish their duties without rebeling against authority. The thing is, they are naturals when it comes to management or being at the head of something so they understand what to do and what not to do. Also prone to take their time no matter how long it takes.

Saturn in the 7th, lonely lovers.. lol jk. these people are really romantic when they want to be, its hard for them to pick the right partners at time due to an influx of standards that are impossible for others to truly meet. Their a rare breed looking for another rare gem to live happily forever with. As that is not a problem, they must face themselves through the art of others showing up for them in a way they wouldn't have noticed was in them all along. Who ever they date is mirroring the inner turmoil they face on a daily, the partner is just turning up the charm on this one.

These radiators are turbulent in mass destruction when their needs aren't met in partnerships. They'll become the storm and turn everything upside down when their not facing the moments that are there to teach em a lesson. Helping them understand the dialects they have between them and other much deeper. It is for their personal growth. Believe in yourself and a better love will come.

Saturn in the 8th, testy testy. Your heart belongs to the world, your blessed to see the unknown from a consciousness thats presented with a crock of bullshit since the time you were born... not kidding. You may see things from more complexed lens from your peers but how you talk they would never know.

You have insights on how the world really works, and for better for worse you can transform things to something beneficial.

the darkside has its perks, you just have to appreciate the light a little better and everything will come together.

9th house saturns just know it all, a cosmic gift. They've learned a lot through past lives and bring it all back to us so we can appreciate the inner knowings of their minds. Their thoughts hold philosophical treasures that help us stick to a certain belief instead of always changing them. Its okay for our thoughts to evolve, but when their constantly changing with no background check it becomes a problem. 9th house saturns believe in committing to a ideal to get the better contract. Otherwise, we'll always be following someone else's tricks to believing in something that doesnt work for society as a whole but just for that person. These individuals train their minds to think bigger and expand on certain details before just sitting with a belief, its just better that way. They need to learn more so they can appreciate the wheel turning to different tides.

Saturn in the 10th, think big, dream big, be BIG. In its rightful house, these potential bosses will rule their world and leave a mark. They know what they want for themselves and they must commit to the details before that plan can get in order.

They must learn themselves in a way that others would not see coming. No such thing as potential when they already are the thing they want to embody, yall just havent seen it yet. They collect enough data before they take the world by storm with their mission and things begin to take shape for them to create space for their higher self. The kings and queens of manifesting their reality, they usually carry a lot of faith with them as they work hard to be where they want to be.

Saturn in the 11th, work hard. play hard. dont forget to thank the community, they did a lot just so they could see you win! Dont run away from help, thats your lesson here. The way you commit to yourself is the fastest way to get others to see your dreams and help you, too. This one is way shorter, i had to get straight to the point <3

Saturn in the 12th, you helpless helpers, lol jk. Seriously though, you guys need to see yourself in a better light. All that guilt shame and fear isnt doing anything but stopping you from achieving what you want. You know, calling yourself that bad word doesnt mean thats what you are... so why keep tricking your mind like that? its only going by what you say it. You're consciousness is smarter than you think. Once you learn the mind you can challenge the mind to benefit you. Commit to changing your way of thinking and watch how reality shape shifts into the world you want to be in.

hope that helps. enjoy everybody!

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vynanaa · 8 months

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BIRTHDAY SURPRISE.

Dazai x GENDER NEUTRAL Reader.

TW/CW: Dazai (typical suicide mentions), bottom Dazai, dom!reader, gender neutral reader, oral, strap usage (if you're AFAB), hardcore top reader, little to no plot, profanity, mature themes, (Y/N) usage, mentions of alcohol, he calls you master here.

Note: I do not own any characters in this fictional work. Everything is fake and all by imagination. Thank you. Viewer discretion is advised.

DAZAI IS A man full of mysteries. The only way to figure him out is by reaching his vulnerable points. Though, even it'd be that level of trust, he'd still be hard to figure out. Through his years of living, it was never really easy to get along with him without feeling uneasy, to you, at least.

In despite of his unsettling demeanor, it was still obvious that this man was easy to control in more... intimate, ways.

"Happy Birthday, Osamu!" You greeted with a warm grin as he arrived at your shared apartment, holding up a tray of his favorite dish; crab. He looked worn out, but at your appearance, he smiled. A warm, genuine smile that made the past falter.

"Thank you, belladonna.." The man in question cooed in response, eliciting a soft chuckle from you. You wanted to ask how was work, but you were too far gone to even remember that. He looked very pleased to see you, and maybe eventually, he'd tell you how things had gone in the agency.

Since it was his birthday, you've obviously prepared the apartment clean, and had cooked food for him; which he was very grateful for. The lousy set of alcohol was put aside as to keep him sober, and the it looked rather warm than cold and depressive when it always used to be.

"You did this all for me? That's adorable, my (Y/N)..." Dazai lightly teased as he looked around, munching on the crab with eyes that shine in awe. He looked handsome; you couldn't believe you were just realizing. "Of course, Osamu." You replied with a sweet, yet cunning smile. Though it wasn't obvious, he felt cautious, and a bit challenged, by your look.

"I sense that you're planning something, hm?"

And oh, his senses were so right. You sometimes forget that this man may seem so easy-going, and yet he can read through pages so easily.

"Oh well, that's true..." You teasingly voiced out in a whisper just by his ear, and he seemed to tense up at this. It's not so often he's reactive to these types of stuff, and you were loving it. "Tell me," Dazai started, "tell me what's on your mind, belladonna..."

His voice is hypnotizing, almost bribing your throat to spill your vicious plan; but of course, you stayed tough.

"C'mon now, I want it to be a surprise." You cooed, your fingertips touching the tip of his bandages that were plastered around his wrists. His eyes slightly widened at the action, and he smirked with anticipation of what comes next. "Then, I'm required to eat so I'd not starve, hm?" He hummed in delight, his tiresome demeanor slowly faded away; good. You thought; he ought to remain in the mood in order for him to receive his birthday gift.

Minutes, an hour, a few seconds... The time passed as the two of you were last in a nicely shared dinner before alcohol even came place. You'd best say it's junk, but it's his birthday after all.

"You aren't drunk, still?" You inquired in disbelief that his alcohol tolerance was that high, well, considering it was five glasses, and you rarely drink, it's a bit surprising to you. "Oh, no I'm not. I won't be anytime sooner, trust me."

"Oh, right... you reek of alcohol every night you come home, so I'll not question any longer." You smiled at Dazai, making him finish another shot. This time, he seemed to stop pouring himself a glass. You've only took two shots due to wanting to be sober.

He knew.

"Actually, I'd rather drink something else..." Dazai teasingly cooed, leaning closer, and playing with the cloth of your top's collar. "Oh? What is it? Pray tell me.." You teased back, a light smirk showed your confidence in the given moment. It was obvious he was flushed at this, and he stood up, knowingly, even.

Heading to the room, you toyed with his coat, taking it off and hanging it on the closet handle, while he on the other hand, started to unbutton his vest.

"You're eager," You started, "are you that excited, hm?"

"Just give me my gift.." He replied with a cunning smile. As that came to event, you slowly leaned in to kiss him, and he returned the kiss with neediness full of passion, that of which you originally didn't expect from him.

Making out eventually led to sensual touches, but the man was impatient. He unbuttoned your shirt, trying to touch you all over, but unfortunately for him... you wouldn't allow him without a little begging.

"Nuh uh. No touching." You whispered into his ear, receiving a light whimper of dissatisfaction from Dazai. "But-" You cut him off, "No, you stay put. Or do you want me to punish you, hm?" Cunningly, you smirked and leaned back, fully removing your shirt and your first layers off. His eyes wandered all over your figure, and the desire was vivid.

"Does my boy like what he sees?" You teased and straddled him, making him lie down on his back. Helplessly, he gave in and gave you a needy little expression. How pathetic, you thought. He's such a needy bastard, though he'd never admit that out loud. Maybe he would...

"Please, just give me my gift," He whimpered, "Please... please master?" Dazai bucked his hips upward, allowing you to feel the bulge underneath his clothing. He was getting desperate, and really aroused. "I wanna hear more, now." You teased.

"Fuck me, please, fuck me." He sternly begged, his breath was airy and squeaky, enough to indicate his desperation and submission towards you.

"Hmm.." You pretended to hum in thought, "But you've been really naughty.."

"I promise, I'll be good now! I-I'm.. I'm a good boy, master.." His voice slowly quieted down, as if he's embarrassed to admit this. He was that vulnerable in this matter. "Fine, but I do things my way here. Got it?" You asserted yourself, though giving in.

As he nodded in approval, your hand traveled to his waist, while the other rubbed on his crotch, supposedly feeling down on his hard, clothed dick.

He let out a desperate gasp, his voice hitched and he threw his head back. "I want to hear more. Tell me more, tell me what you need." You teased, enunciating your words as you whispered right into his ear, your breath hitting his plush skin.

He was so obsequious.

"Please, please, please... Please, master (Y/N)," His pleads were rolled out of his tongue, so clearly and so dirty. Hearing him beg was like listening to a classic, it stroke right through your head, your heart. "Fuck me." He finished.

"You're so needy." You commented, though you weren't completely unfazed by his present needy demeanor. His words got to you, the tone of his voice pierced right through your essence. You had to remind yourself that this man was manipulative, and he was in this to get what he wants— what he needs.

It was almost as if his manipulation was getting to you, but... you wouldn't let that happen now, no you won't.

"Alright, but you take what I give you, and what I give you only." You whispered with boldness painting your voice. Dazai nodded in agreement and desperation, permitting you to do as you please to him. He was a mess under you, he always is.

His messy brown hair seemed messier as he's lied down on the soft cushions of your bed, strands almost covering his beautiful hazel eyes. His fingers wrapped around the blanket, looking for some comfort for himself under you.

Seeing this, your hand slipped down to his waist, reaching the bands of his underwear. As you unbuckled his belt, your wrist pressed down his crotch, and though you've felt it just minutes ago, it seems like he's harder than that moment you were toying on his clothed dick.

This provoked you to slide his pants down, making his dick spring up to his stomach lightly, greeting you with a subtle twitch. You've seen it before, but this moment, you can't help but admire its details.

All in a darker shade of beige from his pale skin, the way one vine from another has its own specific size, the length, and how it isn't too girthy... enticing, you told yourself.

Your hand wrapped around his dick, making the precum drip down your hand and around the area it slid through.

"H-hnng-.." Dazai whimpered, closing his mouth and biting his inner lips to conceal his little noises, and tightened his grip on the sheets like he was trying to keep himself calm.

The man was a bit too out of it, his eyes closed tightly— and probably even nibbling on the insides of his lips. So, you gave his dick a sudden rough stroke down. You were eyeing his every reaction, and listening carefully to whatever noise he'll release.

"A-aah-aah..!" He moaned in complete bliss, his naturally noisy and talkative behavior dimmed down by his present obsequiousness. It was just another time he's submitting to you. "Oh, that was barely something.. you're quite sensitive now, hm?"

"S-sh- shut up..! Ah-!" He gasped, before he completed his complaint about your teasing, his dick is damped by your warm and plump lips. Your hand was wrapped around his base, and slowly but surely, you take in his length and girth inside your mouth with pleasure.

"A-ah- ah more, please, more.." Uncharacteristically, the man continued to writhe and beg for more. The mood he lets out was different from his usual outer facade. "P-please- aah!"

He gasped as your tongue reached his base, taking him fully in your mouth. He let out a shaky whine, almost convincing you to do more for him. Your fingers were toying on his skin, right on his stomach; caressing and tracing on his slightly toned body, scarry and textured.

Your eyes met his as you sucked, hard, on his long dick. He seemed close to tearing up, his pupils dilated right in the middle of his hazelnut irises. "More, more please!" He begged and pleaded, while his slender fingers gripped tightly into the soft sheets.

"Mm.. mmnnh..." You hummed softy as you continued to please him, your head ployed up and down his dick, your lips hugged tightly onto his skin. Your hum sent vibrations from his dick to his very soles, his fingertips tingled and weakened from your motions.

His leg twitched slightly, one of his feet slightly moved upward in pure ecstasy. He couldn't control the noises coming out of his mouth any longer, and his face contorted in pleasure. You knew he was about to finish.

"D-don't stop, don't stop, don't sto- aah!" You cut him off by going a slight bit harder tham you already were.

He threw back his head once more, his eyes rolled to the back of his skull uncontrollably. This provoked you to give him a little more than he wants. You went a little faster, your tongue swirling around his veiny shaft as your hands now gripped tightly onto his curved waist.

"H-haah! G-ghh-!" The man's needy whimpers slowly turned high-pitched minute by minute, indicating that he's getting just where you want him to be. So suddenly, his hand's near your scalp, gripping onto your hair softly and pushing you down on his dick.

You eyed him from below; if you weren't right there, you would've been smirking slyly at his desperate reactions to climax.

After a few more movements, he moaned with a light growl, releasing his seed right into your throat. "Mmppf-" You slightly struggled, though consuming all of the fluid he shooted through your throat.

You pulled back to watch him breathe heavily, his chest rising up and falling back down briskly, his voice shaky, to the point he sounded like he was whimpering.

"You're spent, and just because of a blowjob?" You chuckled softly and teasingly, the man who was laid down on the bed immensely embarrassed. "No, I'm not.." He spoke in a breathless whisper, gasping as his chest heaves.

"Alright, keep up your act." You smirked, and made your way to the closets. You fully removed your bottoms, your member springing up to your stomach softly with a light tap noise. "On your hands and knees now, pretty. I'll give you what you want,"

"It's your birthday after all..."

Dazai immediately obeyed, on all fours like a good boy. You decided that you'd give him what he deserves, after a long week of work without much rest to both of you. He was exhausted, and surely needed something to get him off on his free days.

"Good boy, now tell me what you want."

He replied with a whimper and lightly squirmed on the plush sheets. He whispered something you couldn't make out at first, and so, it provoked you to give him a light smack on his rear, now sensitive, rear. "Louder." You commanded with a dominating tone.

"Ah! Please fuck me!" He begged— more so, yelled. He was getting desperate, and it was so easy for you to control him. "Good boy," you cooed into the man's ear and entered him, the tip of your shaft embraced by his needy little hole.

Dazai gasped as he gripped the sheets, his slender fingers making their way to the pillows, just to grip on them for extra friction, or to console himself from losing his mind.

You moved slowly, halfway into his asshole.

"H-hnngh- a-aah!" The man softly whimpered below you, his thighs were mildly shaking from the friction left from his previous ejaculation, and the current stimulation from your thick member stretching his asshole out once more.

"Take it, take it baby..." You— almost comfortingly— whispered into his ear, nibbling on it softly as you held his shoulders for a better grip, to push him further down on your shaft.

"H-h-haah!" His breath hitches as you did this, making you let out a satisfied smile towards him. He didn't dare look at you— he didn't want to. He was too embarrassed to admit he loved it.

With your dick fully sheathed into his warm, tight hole, you let out a soft hum in contentment. A few seconds after, you almost completely pulled out, his little hole pulsed around nothing, waiting to have something to grip onto, to squeeze.

"Good boy, take it for me. Enjoy your birthday gift."

And with that, you gave a harsh thrust into him, leaving him almost jolting up the bed, gripping onto the pillow sheets, and slightly arching his back in pleasure. Your tip kissed his very deepest, which elicited a beautiful whimper from Dazai.

You took your time; slowly and gently pulling out, then suddenly thrusting up against him.

He loved it, every second of it. He couldn't help but whine and writhe under you, resting his face onto the pillow, almost shoving himself down to arch his back and let you do your thing.

"H-hnng-! M-mmnnh..!" Little by little, he whimpered. How adorable, you thought as your thrusts eventually roughen and quicken. He seemed to have shut up from the friction your two bodies made. If this was all it took to shut him up, you'd do this everytime if he was by you, you thought to yourself. A part of you wants to absolutely claim him, and make him cry.

But you're too nice, you even rewarded him for sitting pretty and doing nothing to help you.

You were lost in your thoughts, partly, in the pleasure. All of these thoughts were cut off by the man underneath your skin, by a loud and high-pitched moan that seemed to beg, "more!" You groaned yourself, immensely pleased by the sight unfolding in front of you.

"My good boy wants more, hm?" You cooed into his ear as your hands travelled down to his waist to get yourself deeper and deeper into him. In response, he whined, loudly even. You observed as his hands gripped the pillow tighter while his legs shook in pleasure.

"P-please, please..." He breathlessly begged and ground himself backwards against your shaft. His tip dripped with pre-cum, though it looked a bit intense on the sheets below you both.

You gave in to his desires, going faster, harder. In went on and on again, his response always being a series of whines, whimpers, and moans. Some breathy pleads here and there.

His reactions were amazing, and you took note of every single jolt, and even noise. You'd maybe use your techniques another time.

"Cu-cumming- cumming, please, please let me-"

"Do it. Cum for me, Osamu." You cut him off, fingers laced around a part of his neck, making him face up the wall to the ceiling to get a better quality of sounds from him. You loved it, surely, he did too.

As if hypnotized by your words, the man tightened all around your member, his cum dripping uncontrollably onto the sheets. They'd stain for sure, but you didn't care, and neither did he.

"Ghh- a-ahaaah..!" Dazai moaned as he lied down properly, chest flat against a pillow underneath him, hugging it closely to calm down from the remnants of his ejaculation. You came after pulling out, "ngh.." You groaned, messing on his back and his ass. He didn't quite mind, or he was out of his head to even complain yet.

"Feel good?" You quietly queried as you lied beside him, pulling him into a hug and brushing your fingers onto his brown locks to get a better view of his fucked out face. "...That was amazing," he chuckled, cuddling up to you better, now that he's out of the daze you out him into.

"I love you, baby. Happy Birthday..." You kissed his cheek softly, earning a lovingly teasing kiss on the lips from him.

The two of you then slept well, cuddled up together with the sheets over your bodies, not bothered to clean up the mess, since the two of you were miserably exhausted. Anyhow, the night was warm, and so were your hearts.

#bungou stray dogs dazai #bungou stray dogs #dazai osamu #dazai x reader #dazai smut #bottom dazai #bottomzai

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miguelswifey04 · 9 months

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OMG Miguel taking care of drunk shy!reader but she’s not like tipsy drunk she’s like hammered like stumbling and everything but she’s very stubborn and clingy while drunk and refuses to do anything but cuddle with Miggy but she’s literally falling asleep every second and every time he tries to do anything she wakes up and is all grumpy again

i love your brain so so much <33

miguel o’hate x shy! f drunk! reader

miguel, being a caring and patient individual, takes on the responsibility of looking after you. with a gentle touch, he supports you as you stumble, keen on ensuring your safety and well-being. he tries to guide you towards a more comfortable position, but your stubbornness and clinginess make it difficult to move you without waking you up.

every time miguel tries to adjust your position or offer you some water, you briefly wake up, displaying a grumpy expression before drifting back to sleep. miguel chuckles at your adorable, albeit slightly frustrating, behavior.

realizing that you prefer to cling onto him, miguel settles down with you on a couch or bed. he wraps his arms around you, providing comfort and security. he softly brushes strands of hair away from your face, occasionally giving you gentle kisses on the forehead. miguel stays by your side, his presence soothing and calming.

but despite your bouts of grumpiness and semi-conscious state, miguel remains patient, understanding that you are not fully in control of your actions. he continues to comfort you, making sure you are well-rested and hydrated.

as the night progresses, your grip gradually relaxes, and your breathing becomes steady. miguel stays vigilant, keeping a watchful eye over you to ensure your safety throughout the night. the next morning, as you slowly begin to regain your senses, miguel is there with a smile, ready to reassure you and provide any support you may need. he ensures you get home safely, offering a gentle reminder about the adventures of the previous night with a lighthearted chuckle.

in this scenario, miguel’s caring nature shines through as he takes on the role of a caretaker for a drunk and affectionate shy you. despite the challenges posed by your stubbornness and intermittent grumpiness, miguel remains patient, offering comfort and security throughout the night. your trust in him strengthens your bond, and the experience serves as a reminder of the deep connection you share.

tags 🏷️!! @astro1bloom @kairiscorner @emiemiemiii @obi-mom-kenobi @meeom @sabcandoit

#spiderman atsv #spider man: across the spider verse #miguel o'hara #atsv x reader #miguel o’hara x reader #🌱 lin writes #miguel spiderman #miguel o’hara x y/n #lin’s asks #♡´･ᴗ･`♡ lin answers

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speakeasyaoi · 8 months

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Serafine Savoy x F!Reader

> Requested by @snakesart | I got so wrapped up in roleplay + work recently I haven't been able to work on these- but this was fun!!

PROMPT: N/A

If it's not how she initially met you, she's more than eager to recruit you into her voodoo congregation, which...includes her carving the sigil into your chest, same as she did to Mordecai. Something that has nothing to do with her wanting to see you topless. At all. (Totally.) Now, she's willing to put it off for as long as you might need if you're anxious about the idea or don't want to rush into it, but in the end it's pretty much a non-negotiable, the most you'll be able to do is get her to make it smaller and less extreme of a scar. If you're really all that nervous, she'll just let you drink some of her rum until you're too drunk to be lucid or feel the pain, and dress your wound while you're intoxicated and half-conscious, and go through with it as quick as she can without messing up her linework.

And if you're not drunk during the process and still sensitive to the pain of it, she'll shush you and sweet talk you and try to keep your mind off it by peppering kisses along your neck and collarbones. She'd still poke fun at you for it, though, but it's all in good fun.

She will take the masculine role in the relationship, regardless of your masculinity and/or dominance. She's the one to take you out places, buy things for you and cover your bill if you're out to eat, and in general likes being the one spoiling you and I'm control of things.

During her little 'parties' hosted with her, Nico, and the rest of the congregation, she finds it more than entertaining to parade you around on your arm like a peice of eye candy. She flaunts you and shows you off and probably even does some PDA in front of everybody; it's just as much a challenge for her to make you flustered as it is to make everyone else jealous of her, and she's determined to reach that goal.

And on the topic of PDA, Serafine loves it. More often than not she uses it to affect those around her (she finds it especially entertaining to be all lovey-dovey and handsy with you around Mordecai to watch his reaction), but in more genuine moments, she has no reservations about being intimate in public and around a crowd.

If you're in any kind of relationship with her, it's unavoidable that you'll also be involved with Nico somehow. That might consist of a romantic, polyamorous-type relationship, similar to the dynamic they share with Mordecai, or it could just as well be him serving as more of a familial, brotherly figure. Either way, they're inseparable, and dating one is more a buy-one-get-one-free.

Expect to be covered with numerous lipstick stains, bite marks, scratches and hickeys, especially so on your neck and arms, where other people can see them. It gives her a bit of an ego boost to see your body marked by her, and finds your attempts to remove them or cover them up adorable.

Her and Nico would probably end up inviting you to stay with them at their suite in the Maribel hotel rather early on in the relationship-- they've never been one for slow-burn or subtlety. You'll be given the choice to sleep in Serafine's bed with her or just crash on the couch, but unless the suite is bigger than I imagine it is, you won't be getting your own bedroom. (Serafine's big spoon.)

Other notes: I've found that when it comes to F!Reader or M!Reader I really struggle with not keeping things gender neutral out of force of habit- I should probably work on that

#lackadaisy #lackadaisy x reader #lackadaisy cats #lackadaisy comic #lackadaisy serafine #serafine savoy #serafine savoy x reader #lackadaisy x f!reader #lackadaisy x f! reader #lackadaisy x f reader #serafine savoy x f!reader #serafine savoy x f! reader #serafine savoy x f reader

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kimbappykidding · 2 years

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How Seventeen react when their crush gets drunk and flirts with them

Scoups - Looks after you

You'd come over to the Seventeen's house to celebrate Wonwoo's birthday and only planned on having one drink. Fast forward to 6 hours and many drinks later you had given up on any notion of driving home tonight. You were very drunk and currently trying not to fall asleep at the table but your head kept nodding.

While Scoups found sleepy y/n adorable he didn't want you to be uncomfortable from falling asleep in an awkward position so he tapped Jeonghan. "Hey did we say where y/n was going to crash tonight?". Jeonghan shook his head "no, I think she said the sofa would be fine but you know how long these things last and she looks pretty tired already". Scoups nodded and Jeonghan smirked "you know last time she stayed over didn't she crash in your room?". Scoups nodded purposefully ignoring the smirk "yeah...and I slept down here so you can stop with whatever your hinting at". Jeonghan smiled "all I'm saying is it's going to become a habit you know but I bet you'd be fine with that". "Whatever" Scoups replied and made his way over to you.

You were gently dozing and he tapped your arm a few times "y/n...y/n wake up". You jolted awake suddenly and Scoups grabbed your arm "y/n it's fine it's just me". "Scoups?" you asked groggily and he nodded "yeah me". "I like you Scoups" you replied and he smiled "I like you too, are you tired? If you want you can have my room again like last time". You nodded "yeah I'm sleepy...but I don't want to take your room again". "No it's fine don't worry, come on let's go" he said offering you a hand.

You took it and unsteadily made your way onto your feet. Scoups gently held your waist and helped you towards the stairs. Once there he realised this might be more challenging. "Is it just me or are the stairs a lot smaller?" you asked. Scoups smiled "okay hold on" and quickly picked you up. You laughed at the sensation "how do you do that so easily? You're so strong". Scoups just chuckled but you pressed at his arm with a finger "see, very impressive. I've checked you out quite a few times when you weren't looking". Scoups blushed "ow really?". You nodded "like that time in the summer when you took your shirt off in the garden...I nearly passed out". Scoups laughed but was blushing vividly and didn't know what to say so he just took you into his room and gently set you down. "Okay so here we are, the bedding is clean and I've got some clothes if you want to change out of your dress...I can go grab you a glass of water too if you want?". You smiled "I definitely think I'll want that in the morning. Thanks Scoups you're so nice". "No problem" he smiled and returned five minutes later to find you tucked up in his bed wearing his clothes. "Thank you so much!" you cried when you saw him and he laughed "no problem, now try and get some sleep". "Wait you're not staying?" you asked "to sleep?". Scoups paused blushing "no I'll sleep on the sofa last time". "But why?" you whined and Scoups smiled "because I want to give you privacy". "But I hate sleeping alone...can't you stay?". Scops was glad you were too drunk to notice how red he was and he nodded "well sure if you want me to". "Of course I want you to, don't tell the others but I have a thing for you". Scoups laughed and climbed in next to you "I won't tell anyone". "Good" you smiled and moved closer to him but not enough to touch him, as if you were waiting for permission "night scoups". He moved his arm to hold you and you quickly settled against him. He noted how you just fit against him perfectly and how you now had a content smile on your face. "Good night y/n" he smiled and drifted off to sleep.

Jeonghan - Tries to call your bluff You and jeonghan had a thing going on for aggggeees. However you were pretty reserved and shy so nothing much happened. He'd flirt with you, you'd flirt back a little and then get embarrassed. This happened every time and Jeonghan was lost at how to go beyond flirting...when you got drunk and took care of it for him. You were playing a drinking game with the boys and were well and truly pissed. You all had to pick up a card and do what it said and next was Jeonghan. "Do the pepero challenge with the person on your left" Jeonghan read out and the members began to make a big deal because it was you but Jeonghan shushed them "hey calm down! We don't have to do it". "Yes we do" you spoke up and Jeonghan froze "what?". "Have you never played truth or dare before Jeonghan?" you teased him and the members chuckled. "If you pick the dare there's no getting out of it, unless you're too scared or something?". Jeonghan smirked "not at all princess" and winked without missing a beat. Instead of blushing though you just smiled "perfect, let's do this". Jeonghan felt himself waver slight but he was the confidence king he couldn't back down! So he got into position and looked up at you. "Last chance to back out y/n" Jeonghan said as he unwrapped the snack but you just shook your head smiling at him "i'm not going anywhere and you're going to lose". His members all cheered at your fight talk and Jeonghan laughed. "You know you're pretty cute when you're cocky". "and you're pretty handsome when you're stalling" you replied. "Okay okay!" Jeonghan said and he placed one end of the chocolate stick in his mouth. You took the other end without hesitation and Jeonghan got very close to your face. He could tell you'd drank a lot based on how big your pupils were but if anything it just made your eyes even more mesmerising. Up close you looked so beautiful but you also had a cheeky smirk on your face which was so attractive to Jeonghan. He moved further down the snack, closer to you, slowly so as to build tension but after a few seconds you weren't having any of it. You moved more than halfway down and the member shrieked at how close your lips were. Jeonghan momentarily panicked, his heart fluttering before he grinned and moved a millimetre closer. He could tell he'd won because any closer and you'd be kissing him, there's no way you'd do that. Then once again you surprised him. You moved the tiniest bit forward and he felt your lips brush against his and pulled away in a panic. The members all loved it and began teasing Jeonghan about how he was all talk and crowned you the winner. You were graciously accepting your title while Jeonghan figured out a way to calm his red face down. You looked so happy and proud of yourself Jeonghan found it adorable. He decided confident drunk you could beat him any day if it made you smile like that. Joshua - Flirts back You and Joshua had always had quite a flirty and forward relationship anyway but when you were drunk it was a whole other level. The members had bets on to see how long before you started and it usually only took one or two drinks. Today was no exception. As you stood up to get another drink you noticed Joshua watching you or more accurately a part of you. "Were you just staring at my ass?" you asked him. Joshua paused before nodding "yeah". "You're not even going to deny it?" you laughed. He shrugged "there's not much point, you caught me red-handed. Plus I've caught you plenty of times so I think we're even". "Ow yeah like when?" you asked sitting back down, your drink now forgotten and the members shot each other looks. "When we went to the lake and your eyes practically popped out of their socket when I fell in". You shrugged "you happen to have a really good chest, that's all". "Funny I was going to say the same thing about you" he replied. "You're such a bad flirt!" you cried and Joshua held a hand to his chest "I'm an excellent flirt, I bet I can make you blush before I do". You nodded "you're on".

The members watched amused as the two of you stood up facing one another and prepared to have a flirt-off. The first one to blush or break their blank expression lost. Seungkwan was the adjudicator. You were having fun until the flirts got less cheesy and more specific and intense. You suddenly got more flustered and the reality of being in a flirt off with your crush dawned on you. As you didn’t have a comeback the boys crowned Joshua the winner and you congratulated him but still felt weird. You waited 5 minutes and then slipped out of the room and headed outside to think but Joshua noticed.

“Hey...are you okay?” Joshua asked appearing on the porch beside you. You nodded “yeah it’s just now occurring to me I’m very drunk and said some stuff I definitely won’t be able to take back”. “What if I don’t want you to take them back?” Joshua asked and you paused “you don’t?”. He shook his head “I meant everything I said so please tell me you did too”. You nodded “I did” and Joshua smiled “good” and came to stand back in front of you. You must’ve had some liquid courage left because you made the first move and kissed him. Jun - Has no idea what to do, PANIC You'd always found Jun very very very good looking but as he was quieter around people he didn't know, specifically girls, you never told him. However with your inhibitions lowered you slipped up. "If you had to rank one member as best looking..." Mingyu started and without hesitation you nodded "Jun". Some of the members chuckled at the speed of your answer but Jun himself just looked confused. "I'm sorry?" Jun asked. "I said you, I think you're easily the best looking in the group" you replied and Jun nodded "ow..." looking away. "Are you sure?" Mingyu asked "you answered rather quickly, maybe if you considered...". "I'm sure" you nodded "Jun's got one of those faces you can't be unattracted to and he's tall and muscular...yeah he's my number one". You spoke with the bluntness of a tipsy person and didn't realise how your words were affecting Jun...until he excused himself and the members all burst out laughing. Even pretty far gone you were worried you might've upset Jun so you waited a few minutes and went to find him. You found him flicking through his phone in the kitchen but he nearly dropped it when he saw you. "Y/n..." he said and you nodded "sorry if I made you uncomfortable in there". Jun shook his head "no you didn't..." and trailed off awkwardly but he didn't move to walk away. "Okay...that's good. I know it's hard to become your friend and I really don't want to mess that up. I think you're hot but I promise I'm not always checking you out or something...well I mean sometimes I do it without meaning to but I'll try and stop that". You hadn't realised but with every passing word Jun got redder and his eyes wider. "It's erm okay..." he finally managed "you can if you want". "Check you out?" you asked smiling slightly. Jun nodded, made eye contact with you and then said "bye" and rushed away. You weren't sure where this left your friendship but we’re pleased Jun was encouraging you to check him out, that had to be good news. Hoshi - Super smug and happy

Drunk, you and Hoshi became opposites. Hoshi became sleepy while you became energetic which was hilarious considering you were very close friends. Tonight you were at a summer festival and felt the familiar warm buzz fall over you. You noticed people dancing and instantly wanted to take part and who better than Hoshi? However he was already feeling sleepy and was refusing to accompany you. "Come on I want to dance and you love to dance!" you whined. "I'll dance with you y/n" Seungkwan said but you shook your head "no I want Hoshi". The members laughed at Seungkwan’s face but Hoshi's was the real picture. The minute you said those words he lit up and he looked like a child at Christmas. That was apparently all the motivation he needed to wake back up and he shot up instantly surprising you. "Well why didn't you just say that darling?" he asked and took your hand. You paused a bit flustered but took his hand and Hoshi marched you over to the crowd shooting smug smiles at everyone he passed.

Hoshi showed off a bit with his dancing but you were so drunk it went over your head and you were just laughing, having a good time. Hoshi thought you looked so carefree and beautiful so when a slow song started he didn’t hesitate to pull you closer. You wrapped your arms around his neck and smiled “thank you for dancing with me”. “No problem...did you mean what you said earlier? That you only wanted to dance with me?”. You nodded “of course! Any excuse for me to wrap my arms around you”. Hoshi beamed “so you like me?”. You nodded and Hoshi’s face broke into an even bigger smile. “Do you like me?” you asked back and Hoshi grinned “you have no idea” and kissed you.

He didn’t stop smiling all night. Wonwoo - Defends you from the members' teasing

It was a games night and you all got randomly paired up with another person. The moment you pulled your name you cheered and leapt into the air. "We are going to crush you!' you yelled and they all laughed at your tipsiness and subsequent confidence. "So I'm guessing you got..." Scoups started. "Wonwoo the greatest game player ever" you said shooting the boy a smile. Wonwoo smiled back at your compliments but tried to deny them. "You're just being modest we gonna kill it" you said resting your arm on his shoulder and the members laughed to see Wonwoo just nod in response, a light blush on his cheeks. When the games started you hung back and let Wonwoo do the hard work as he was far better than you. It was working well and your team was winning but the others quickly noticed your strategy. "Y/n are you gonna take over from Wonwoo at all?" Jeonghan called teasing. "No I'm good" you shot back. "You know you're just being carried to first place right?". "I have no problems with that" you said. Wonwoo won and turned to Jeonghan "she played the first one and she did well so she's a good teammate". You smiled "talented and sweet, see I really have the best partner. Cookie?" you asked holding one out to him "we have to keep your energy levels up if we want to win". Wonwoo laughed smiling "okay maybe one". The members rolled their eyes a little as you fed him the cookie "I think Wonwoo's enjoying this" Mingyu commented and Joshua nodded "I know he is". The night continued with you sustaining Wonwoo as he got you closer and closer to victory. Then you just turned full cheerleader. "Go wonwoo! Go wonwoo! Go wonwoo!" you chanted getting more and more excited as he kept beating everyone. Finally he defeated the last person and you squealed "we won! Woneoo beat you all I told you he would!" and you hugged his shoulders happily. The members all laughed seeing how excited you were. "I think we were a good team" you said to Wonwoo and The8 snorted "team? You did one race!". "Yeah but she cheered for me and shouted tips" Wonwoo called. You nodded at The8 as if to say “there take that” and he laughed at how Wonwoo clearly liked you. "On second thought you do seem to work well together" he said "you compliment each other well". You smiled looking at Wonwoo "we do, so it's decided from now on I will be Wonwoo's partner every games night?". "More like every night if Wonwoo worked up the courage to ask you out" Joshua commented making you look over. "What was that?" you asked not hearing him. "I'm all for it" Joshua smiled "any objections Wonwoo?". "No" Wonwoo said staring at him and Joshua got the impression he might've heard his earlier comment. "Great it's settled! Y/n and Wonwoo are a permanent pair" Joshua said smiling sweetly. He knew Wonwoo would kill him for that later but while you were sitting beside him he couldn't do anything. Woozi - Speechless

You were the smallest backing dancer and so usually got put with Woozi by default. He always felt bad for this so when you got put with Mingyu instead for a dance he was pleased for you. He liked you but was sure someone like you wouldn’t like him. Then he saw you out in a club.

You literally ran straight into him and apologised before realising who it was “Woozi! How are you?” you asked hugging him happily. Woozi quickly realised you were drunk and hugged you back. “Hey, i’m good how are you? It’s been a while”. You nodded “I know” rolling your eyes “I love Mingyu but I miss being your dance partner so much”. Woozi was stunned “you do? Why?”. "Because I miss you of course!” you cried “you’re such a good dancer and I just feel like we fit together so well. With Mingyu he’s so much bigger than me it’s like dancing with a giant. Plus I don’t think he’s used to dancing with someone so much smaller than him, he’s not as good with me as you”. Woozi felt like he might pass out from those words but you didn’t seem to notice. “Then again I might be biased, I do have a thing for you”. Woozi’s eyes widened “me?”. You laughed “yes you! I thought you were handsome and then I heard you sing and I was so stunned. Not because I didn’t believe you were a great singer but because I didn’t realise you were that good. You can sing, write, produce and dance. What can’t you do?” you asked. Woozi didn’t know what to say so he just laughed awkwardly and then cursed himself for the noise that came out of his mouth.

You seemed to finally realise he was a little flustered and smiled. “If you’ve missed me too then maybe we can make up for it tonight. I don’t plan on leaving the dance floor all night so if you want to relive old times you should come and find me”. Still unable to talk Woozi nodded and you laughed “see you Woozi” and gently pecked his cheek before disappearing. Woozi watched you go and touched his cheek where you’d kissed him. He’d hardly said a word but that was the best conversation of his life.

DK - Doesn’t believe you

Drunk you always got quite complimentary and Dk was usually your target. He never got why you flirted with him so much. When you went out of your way to tell him how good he looked tonight he decided to finally confront you on the matter.

"Are you making fun of me?" Dk asked his face oddly vulnerable and a little sad. You shook your head "of course not! I think you look really good, red suits you". Dk blushed "ow...thank you". You smiled "you're welcome! You're a really good-looking guy Dk you should be more confident". Dk blushed again "yeah I know it's just hard sometimes when your members look like gods". You shook your head "don’t compare yourself to them you're you. That's more than good enough. I've never met anyone as funny and nice as you". "Yeah I definitely have niceness down" he said sighing. “Why do you say that like it’s a bad thing?” you asked “I’d choose being nice over being good-looking any day”. Dk nodded “yeah but that’s just something hot people say”. You shook your head “being a nice person is so much more important Dk...”. “Yeah but girls like you don’t date a guy just because he’s nice”. “Since when?” you asked and Dk sighed “since forever!”. You shook your head “well I don’t believe you and I can prove it”. “How?” Dk asked and you smiled “let me take you out on a date”.

Dk stared at you for a few seconds before shaking his head “I don’t want a pity date y/n”. “It’s not!” you cried “I’ve always found you attractive but was too nervous to ask you out...but you putting yourself down was too much so I’m finally being honest with you”. “Well that’s convenient” Dk said and you sighed. “I’ve liked you since I first saw the video for very nice. I thought you seemed so fun and I could tell just by watching you how sweet you were. Then I met you and realised what a great person you are...and how attractive you are. I find the little beauty spot on your cheek nice and your smile is so beautiful. Plus your tanned skin...you’re hot Dk okay! What do I have to do to prove I really like you?" you asked growing pretty passionate in your drunk state. Dk shrugged confused and also growing more energetic "I don't know!". An idea suddenly seized you and you grinned “I know!” and kissed him.

Dk froze but soon relaxed into it. He was just starting to really get into it when you pulled away “so now do you believe me?”. Dk grinned goofily “sure” and you smiled wrapping your arms around him “good...i’ll pick you up Saturday at 7″. “Fine by me” Dk smiled and he melted into your arms.

Mingyu - Awkward af

Mingyu was not unfamiliar with people flirting with him. He was attractive and very aware of that however he always figured you didn't like him. You were friends with The8 and had a similar dry sense of humour. Sarcasm rolled off your tongue easily and Mingyu was never sure if you were insulting or complimenting him. So that's why he was surprised when you named him as the best-looking member. Jeonghan had started an argument jokingly about if Mingyu was good-looking or not and everyone was debating it. Half the people said he was and the other half said other members were better looking. You were staying out of it listening politely when Scoups ranked him as the 10th good-looking. "Ow come on you're not playing properly!" you cried making everyone laugh at how you slightly slurred your words. "I'm not?" Scoups asked grinning and you shook your head "no! You're just putting Mingyu last because you know it'll make him mad". That was exactly what Scoups was doing but he wasn't going to admit that when he could distract you. "Ow yeah and where would you put Mingyu then?". You paused and Mingyu sighed ready for you to refuse to play because it was mean or put him 9th or something but instead you muttered a number. "I'm sorry what was that?" Scoups asked and you rolled your eyes "fine I'd put him first okay!". The members all made a big fuss over that and Scoups smirked "and now we see the reason she was defending him, she thinks he's hot". You blushed but didn't deny it and Mingyu's jaw dropped. Vernon snorted seeing him so surprised and spilt his drink everywhere. All he could say was "Mingyu" and kept pointing at him laughing. Mingyu was very pink and hurried to clean up Vernon's drink for something to do. Luckily the members took pity on him and changed the subject but when he looked up you were watching him and his heart sped up all over again. This was not the type of flirting he was used to and he worried it might kill him but watching the way you were looking at him, he was ready for that.

The8 - Tells you to stop but secretly wants you to keep going

You loved corny pick-up lines and it really showed when you got drunk. The8 was usually your victim because you loved how much he "hated" them and tonight was just as fun. "Stop it you're so cringe" The8 said nudging you with his arm to stop you from telling him any more lines. "You love it admit it!" you replied but before he could reply Hoshi tapped your arm and roped you into a conversation. The8 watched and felt slightly annoyed. He wanted to know what you were going to say and of course he didn't actually hate having your attention on him. He actually really liked it, especially in front of the guys. So The8 began vying for your attention. You had your legs crossed and he used his foot to knock your leg down off the other. You jolted at the sudden movement and shot him a look before moving your leg back and returning to Hoshi. The8 wasn't having that so he waited a few seconds and then knocked your leg again but this time he also kept his foot on top of yours lightly so you couldn't just move it back. You tried to move it but The8 wouldn't let you and finally you whined and turned to him "Stoopppp". The8 just smiled more to see your pouty face and shook his head "make me". You pretended to be angry but he could see your smirk and you just gave up trying "I thought you told me to stop and now you're the one bugging me. I knew you liked it". The8 shrugged "whatever" but he didn't turn away "you want to do something tomorrow? Once you've gotten over your hangover of course?". "I'd love to!" you smiled. The8 smiled pleased and hung an arm over the back of your chair. You leaned in slightly and then carried on chatting to Hoshi.

Maybe cringey pick-up lines weren’t the worst thing after all.

Seungkwan - So excited Seungkwan had liked you for ages and according to the members it was very obvious. However you were very quiet and so he was never sure if you liked him back or were just an introvert politely responding to his many questions. So when you saw him at the bar and started drunkenly initiating conversation with him, he was thrilled. He'd barely walked 2 meters from his table when he heard someone call his name and he turned. When he saw you waving at him excitedly from a table he was momentarily confused if you meant him but you said his name so he went over. “Seungkwan! I’m so glad you’re here” you said and he smiled “you are?”. You nodded “of course, you’re like my favourite person ever!” nearly knocking over a bottle on your table. Your friend caught it just in time and looked to Seungkwan “sorry she’s had a lot to drink”. You frowned at her but Seungkwan quickly swept in “favourite person huh? That’s a pretty big claim”. In response you shrugged “Well it’s true, you’re always so kind and friendly even though I don’t like to talk much. You make me feel included and special and so I like you...do you like me?”. Seungkwan’s heart was fluttering even though he knew you probably meant as friends but his response was the same either way. “Of course I do!” he replied sitting down “I’m relieved though, I was worried I might be bothering you by my constant questions”. You shook your head “nope I like talking to you” and Seungkwan felt like he could float away. “Well i’ll keep doing it then” he said his members and the drinks long forgotten. His plan was now to stay with you and talk the night away.

“Hey has anyone seen Seungkwan?” Joshua asked and Dino smiled “yeah he’s with y/n”. “Y/n?” Jeonghan asked and they all looked over to see Seungkwan sat chatting with you. You were very enthusiastic and Seungkwan was matching that energy and then some. Scoups smiled “finally, he’s been into her for ages”. “Yeah but he wasn’t sure if she liked him back” Woozi nodded. “Well I think we can safely say she does” Wonwoo said and to prove his point the two of you burst into happy laughter. Vernon - Doesn't take you seriously You’d had a crush on Vernon for ages and usually you were good at hiding it. However when he invited you “as friends” to be his date at his sister’s wedding you got swept up in the romantic air and couldn't help but flirt more and more as the night went on.

“This is nice...you should take me out more often” you said nudging Vernon’s arm as you watched the couples dance. Vernon smirked “ow yeah? Well the next wedding I go to you’re my date”. “Really?” you asked and he nodded “yeah sure”. You smiled “I’m holding you to that, you’re going to be my go-to date to any event I attend and you have to come”. Vernon smiled “try and stop me”. “I mean it!” you told him “all of them, weddings, funerals, lame New Years' Eve parties. You’re my plus one to all of them and you can’t say no”. Vernon smirked “and what about at my own wedding huh? Or yours?”. You sighed “well I guess our partners will just have to respect the plus one rule, you’re mine for the day and that’s that”. Vernon grinned at you “that seems reasonable” and you nodded “I think so too”.

It was at that moment you remembered you weren’t alone and noticed Seungkwan sat watching the two of you. He had a smirk on his face and looked like a very proud parent. You got embarrassed realising he’d heard all of that and told them you were going to go dance with the bridesmaids.

Vernon laughed as you did your go-to dance move and clapped for you. You bowed mockingly and Vernon raised his glass to you. Seungkwan smiled "I’m surprised you’re not racing to join her, I bet she’d rather dance with you than any of them”. Vernon paused "why? Did she say something to you?". Seungkwan paused for a few seconds wondering if Vernon was being serious or not "you're kidding right?". Vernon shook his head "no, why has she said something?". "No but she's only been flirting with you all day!" Seungkwan cried "it's pretty safe to say she's interested". Vernon shook his head "no...she was just being nice because she knows I was feeling weird about my younger sister getting married. That's all". Seungkwan shot him a look "Vernon just think about it for a few seconds okay". He counted to three and saw it dawn on Vernon's face "she wasn't kidding". "No she was not, so what are you doing in here?". "I have no idea!" Vernon admitted and Seungkwan pushed him "then go!". Vernon nodded and rushed to you, leaving Seungkwan smiling fondly at the thought of the two of you finally becoming a thing.

Dino - Encourages you

Being the youngest Dino was happy with any attention he could get really and the same usually applied with girls. You however were a special case. Dino had liked you for ages but the guys all said he had no chance and you were out of his league. So when you got drunk at a garden party and started flirting with him he decided to milk it.

He took off his jacket and you were amazed at how large his biceps had gotten and were asking him questions about his exercise routine. “So you must work out like every single day to get these results right?” you asked. Dino smiled and shrugged “I work out when I can”. “And you look like that?” you asked “that is not fair! I knew you were fit but this is unreal”. Dino was thrilled and the other members laughed along but began to try and intervene. “Y/n would you like some water?” Scoups asked. Jeonghan nodded “or I can get the guest room ready if you’d like to go to sleep”. You paused thinking but Dino answered for you “she’s fine leave her be...now about you thinking i’m fit?”. You shrugged “well I’d be lying if I said I hadn’t checked you out?”. “Really?” Dino asked leaning forwards and Vernon hit him on the shoulder “you know she’s not going to remember saying all this tomorrow”. “Yes I will” you replied “or if I don’t I’ll be pleased I finally said them! Now everyone leave me and Dino alone”. The members all laughed at your confidence and Dino nodded “yeah everyone leave us alone! Y/n and I are just fine”. You shot him a smile and leaned forwards “now your turn, what do you like about me?”.

Dino paused and blushed for another reason. He was very comfortable having you list all the things you liked about him but now it was the other way around he was a lot more nervous. “Erm can’t we just stay on the topic of what you like about me?”. You smirked “nope! I may be drunk but i’m not letting you off that easy so spill. Tell me everything”. Dino blushed but downed his drink and nodded “here we go”.

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August Challenge 2023

Week 1

“Technically, it’s not illegal.”

Observe.

Flowers in my hair and demons in my head.

Bullets.

“Is it possible to love too much?”

Magic Curse.

“I don’t need luck; I have ammunition.”

Bonus:

Library.

“I don’t regret anything.”

Meaningful glances.

Week 2

Share.

If you’re excited to think about it, imagine doing it.

Tea.

“I would like you to stay.”

Paralyzing Poison.

“There can’t be someone so good.”

Appropriate.

Bonus:

Coffee Shop.

“Bestow upon me a smile.”

Pretend to be Allies.

Week 3

It’s difficult to be unpleasant by accident.

Bottles.

“I can’t concentrate without you here.”

Mind Control.

“No matter what I want.”

Bite.

The sunset is the dawn of those who work in the shadows.

Bonus:

Boulevard.

“You possess innate talent.”

Infiltrate in Disguise.

Week 4

Appetizer.

“Would you reconsider your answer if I wasn’t drunk?”

Body Swap.

“Don’t touch what is not yours.”

Devour.

In feelings, the most difficult thing is to coincide.

Honey.

Bonus:

Casino.

“I adore you.”

Devil’s Advocate.

Week 5

“My thoughts... wander as we dance like this.”

Kiss or Death.

The truth.

Bonus:

Office.

“Are you using my cologne?”

The calm before the storm.

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If your request are open could u do genshin boys when there s/o is drunk?any character is fine

Drunk S/O

Itto is the boyfriend who challenges you to a drinking contest, boasting about how he will crush you.

He loses, of course

The Arataki gang finds it hysterical, and everyone is having a good night.

But you end up a lot drunker than Itto, in fact, drunker than almost everyone else. It was Kuki that eventually suggested that everyone stops drinking and head home.

"Don't worry! The Arataki Itto will make sure they get home safe!"

Of course, he's still a bit drunk, so the two of you stumble back to your house, laughing your asses off over stupid things the entire way home.

The two of you stayed up most of the night, snacking on junk food, playing video games, and being goofy overall.

Both of you were too sick to get up the next day, so you spent the day sleeping and cuddling in bed. You forced Itto out of bed once, only to answer the door for the greasy hangover food you two ordered

You two vowed never to drink like that again… and then did the same thing the following weekend.

By the time Zhongli finished his first glass of wine, you were already pouring your 5th

Zhongli wasn't the type to tell you what to do, you were an adult, but as you got drunker by the minute, he took notice and suggested slowing down.

You agreed with him, but it was already too late. You almost fell over when you stood up from the table.

Zhongli had to help keep you upright as you two walked home, keeping his arm around you as you clung to him.

"Have I ever told you how handsome you are? I just… adore you so much."

Your drunk ramblings caught the attention of an older couple walking home that night, and they couldn't help but laugh to themselves, smiling warmly at the two of you as they passed.

Zhongli tried to convince you to go to bed with him when you were home, but you refused, saying you weren't tired.

You two ended up on the couch to watch a movie, and within the first twenty minutes, you were passed out on his chest. The film was forgotten as he stared down at you and your precious sleeping face, running his hands through your hair.

He carried you to bed shortly after you fell asleep, holding you in his arms for the rest of the night.

The following day he woke up to find you gone, and he saw you in the bathroom puking once he went looking.

He spent the day caring for you, getting you into fresh clothes, holding you in his arms, and getting you crackers and water to help the upset stomach. He was the perfect partner.

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Tell me if this is too much… Steddie scenario where one of them gets a new toy that the other is like, “Uh that’s too big, it won’t fit,” which turns into the other being stuffed until relaxed and horny and lubed up enough that it *does* fit, and he’s never come harder.

not too much not too much!!! very obsessed with thisssss

i noticed you’re making me pick who gets filled, u goblin 👹

i’m gonna go with steve. just bc i think he’d get off on the challenge. and i’m in my eddie going crazy watching steve do anything era.

also dunno how this turned into 3.8k but 😛

commence steve getting filled, in more ways than one..

[ rated: E | tags: chubby steve harrington, belly kink, stuffing, button popping, coming untouched, sex toys (big ones), established relationship ]

He brings it back after a 4 day trip visiting robin in Chicago. Apparently they’d gone out to the gay bars and Steve had, maybe, still been a little drunk when they stumbled into the sex shop the next morning.

(It had been before breakfast so he hadn’t been able to soak up the alcohol with a couple of the generously filled bagels from his favourite place. Or get the donuts he’d been craving from that one store - hadn’t stopped thinking about them since the last time he visited her.)

But basically he doesn’t think, he just sees that it’s big. Maybe too big. But he thinks about the word full, and he can’t help but buy it.

It’s bigger than Eddie, Eddie’s can admit that, he’s man enough. Looking down at it on the bed, this thing is kinda huge. But Steve just looks up at him, eyes all big and pleading, mouth a little pouty and Eddie knows he’s going to give Steve everything he asks for if it’s the last thing he does.

and Steve knows it too, knows it as he whispers his idea into eddies ear, with all the filthy little details. Smiles as he trails his hand up his boyfriends thigh, feels him hard in his jeans, just from talking about it.

Steves going to get exactly what he wants, he's going to be full.

They don’t set a date necessarily, but schedules line up and time frees and the next day is there for sleeping in and it just kind of happens.

Steve has a shower beforehand and stretches himself on his fingers. Lets Eddie watch as he works their biggest plug into himself, ready to let it sit there through the meal, a good start for what’s to come.

Steve thinks about his plans for later as he sucks in to button his too small shirt and tuck it into jeans are just getting tight, just starting to bite.

Eddie watches, loosing braincells and they haven’t even started yet.

They can't really go out to dinner, not like they want, like a real date. So Steve likes to make it special at home, set the table, light a couple candles, hold eddies hand across the tablecloth. It works.

He also couldn't eat the way he wants if they were out, or dress the way he has. And where’s the fun in that?

So they stay at home. It’s perfect.

Steve made lasagne.

Eddie has his standard serving and Steve works his way through the rest of the pan, more than enough for five, maybe six people. Eddie has two or three spices of garlic bread and Steve devours the loaf. Sopping up sauce, uncaring that it drips onto his shirt, stains his mouth.

Eddie helps him finish the last couple pieces, the last mouthfuls, cleaning the plate. Looking at Steve with so much adoration. Perched on his chair, knees between Steve’s spread thighs, Eddie trails his fingers through the gaps in Steve’s shirt. Where the buttons strain against his belly, windows of pale skin, threads ready to snap.

He pushes the last piece of greasy bread past Steve’s lips, hand exploring the hard crest of his belly. ‘Getting full baby?’ Eddie asks, plucking the button at the widest part. ‘Not even close’ Steve huffs, unable to take a full breath, but aching for more.

Steve grabs the quarter that’s left from the bottle of soda, brings it to his lips and chugs. Eyes closed but Eddie’s watching, watching the bubbles hit his stomach and round his belly impossibly bigger. ‘Oh’ Eddie says, awed. Steve feels his stomach surge forward, the faint sound of a button hitting the tile. He groans around his final gulps, other hand prodding and feeling where his belly’s broken through the shirt, stretched it to breaking. He moans and pants, finishing with a wet burp. Eddie’s hands never leaving, petting and prodding and kissing over his form.

Eddie takes the empty bottle, crowding into Steve’s space, panting into his mouth and Steve feels Eddie’s hard cock straining his jeans, grinding lightly against Steve’s exposed middle. ‘Ready for part two?’ Eddie asks, kissing Steve and dipping his tongue in to taste. Steve moans, sucking on Eddie’s tongue, he’s so ready.

They manage to make it to the bedroom eventually, between making out and Steve stopping to pant around his full stomach. Eddie stopping them just to grope at Steve’s plush sides and grind filthily against the plug in his ass. They make it to the bedroom.

Eddie strips Steve of his clothes slowly, savouring each button that’s left, watching it slide out of its hole with a ping, pulled apart by Steve girth, framing his round belly so nicely. Undoing Steve’s jeans and fly, knuckles against still soft underbelly, pulling them down to expose Steve’s dimpled thighs. He’s all hard and soft, muscle and soft pale chub, fullness and overindulgence over his whole broad frame.

They prop him against the pillows, nearly laying flat but not quiet, high enough to see Eddie over the crest of his belly, enough to comfortably spoon the soft tub of ice cream into his panting mouth. Pillow under his hips and knees bent to allow Eddie access to his greedy hole thats aching to be stretched. Pink all over like Steve’s weeping cock.

Eddie has to grind the heel of his hand into his own boxer clad dick. He’s so amazed by Steve already, popping his buttons, laying there so round and pretty, starting on the gallon of ice cream he’d requested. Just what he needs to get him there, stuffed enough, dazed enough, to reach his peak.

Steve squirms, ‘Eddie.’ He whines, sucking the spoon clean, impatient to get started. Eddie chuckles, kissing Steve’s belly and pressing two fingers against the plug. ‘I got you baby.’ He says, pulling it out and pushing it back in a few times. Watching Steve’s eyes flutter shut on a moan, lips pink and sticky and strawberry red as his desert.

Taking the plug out, Eddie squirts lube on his fingers, circling Steve’s shining hole. Still wet but Eddie wants it wetter, wants him soaking.

Three fingers slip in easily. Steve shoves more ice cream in his mouth. Eddie goes for four. Steve sighs, filling his mouth again, relishing in the stretch of his stomach and hole. He cants his hips slightly, feels Eddie’s fingers go deeper, brushing that spot. His belly sloshing and his hard cock bouncing against it, he moans, feels so big, so round.

Eddie scissors his fingers, leaning over Steve to lick into his mouth. Taste his berry red lips and feel the hard soft of Steve’s stomach against his flat one. ‘You ready baby?’ Eddie asks leaning away enough to look in Steve’s eyes, pupils blown wide. ‘Ready to be full?’ And Steve whines, pulls Eddie’s head back down to crash their mouths together, all spit and tongue and heat. Steve turns away first, panting again, can’t hold his breath from all the food inside him. ‘Pl-please Eddie.’ he says, whiny, desperate, gulping for air. shoving more fatty desert in his mouth.

Eddie grabs the toy from behind him, holding it in his hands for a sec, taking in the weight and girth against his palms. He looks at Steve through his lashes, brings the tip up to his mouth and kisses it. Steve can’t pull his eyes away, spoon moving slower now from tub to waiting mouth. Eddie takes the attention in his stride, slipping the thick head past his lipe, groaning at how quickly the girth fills him up, almost makes him gag. ‘Fuck.’ Steve breaths and Eddie slips his eyes open, watching the melted ice cream fall off Steve’s spoon and onto his hairy pecs, enamoured by Eddie’s display. He pushes the toy an inch further, fucking his own mouth, making himself gag. Steve whines again.

Eddie pulls off, panting slightly. But he smirks as Steve moves a little again, humping his hips into the air couple times, making his cock bob and slap against his belly. ‘I got you baby.’ Eddie soothes, voice raspy, making them both leak.

Eddie coats the toy, some dripping onto the bed, and circles the tip around Steve’s loose rim. He pops just the head inside right as Steve shoves the spoon in his mouth again, just to watch his eyes roll back on a moan. It’s so hot. Eddie pushes a couple inches more in, Steve pants, eyes closed tight. Eddie pulls out a fraction and goes back in, adding a little more. ‘Oh my god Eddie, oh my god.’ Steve babbles, delirious. Shivering at the intrusion, the stretch at his hole and pull at his stomach.

Eddie dips forward, hand holding the toy still within Steve. He licks up the fallen ice cream from Steve’s chest hair, sucking a round pink nipple into his mouth. His pecs have gotten so thick and pretty lately, like a real set of tits, Eddie’s never been a boob man but he’s obsessed with Steve’s. ‘Fuck baby.’ Eddie moans, switching to the other pec and opening his mouth wide, trying to fit the whole thing inside, licking at the little pink stretch mark he has there.

Steve moans, fingers coming to tangle in Eddie’s curls and push his face further into his own softness. ‘Oh god Eddie, Eddie please.’ He says as Eddie pushed the toy in further, slowly filling Steve to the brim.

Eddie pulls away, eyes hooded and dark, staring at Steve’s open mouth. ‘How, how far is it?’ Steve asks, voice high, and needy.

Sitting back on his haunches Eddie looks down at the toy in his hands, ‘about half way baby, you’re doing so good Stevie, taking it so well.’ Eddie says, amazed by how Steve’s thick body is eating up the length, stretching to accommodate. ‘Just relax a little more for me yeah? Did you finish your desert?’

Steve’s hands have stopped scooping, his head resting back on the pillows. ’Ed’s, Eddie, need help.’ he whines, gesturing vaguely to his distended belly. He must be getting really full, his stretch marks shining and bellybutton jumping with each gulp and hiccup of breath.

Eddie takes the ice cream to see what’s left, mostly soupy and melted now, about half to go. He licks the spoon clean and tosses it aside, keeps the tub close by on the bed and pushes his knee against the flat hilt of the toy. He rest both hands gently against the widest curve of Steve’s stomach, packed tight with food. ‘I got you baby, just relax for yeah? Just a little more. Just need a little more room don’t you?’ He soothes, rubbing his hands over the dome, fingers dipping into the layer of pudge. Grabbing the still soft section of overhang and tracing the roll of spare tire that travels all around Steve’s scarred hips.

Steve stars to release wet little burps along with his moans, sinking further into the pillows he relaxes even more, opening up, letting the toy in.

‘So so good baby, you’re almost there, just a little more for me now.’ and Steve looks up, blinks his sleepy sugar high eyes at Eddie. Licks the lips of his sweet needy mouth as the tub gets passed back to him. ‘More.’ he begs, like a prayer, ’full.’ Like it’s sacred. Tipping the tub back and letting the thick liquid take him there, that ultimate feeling.

Steve gulps as much as he can, skin and insides stretch tight, full to the brim. He burps again, ‘m’full, m’so full Eddie.’ He manages, letting his hand roam the stretched wide ball of his belly. Grabbing onto his underbelly to squeeze and lift the whole impossibly large thing. ‘Feel so fucking big, so fucking full.’ He’s so stretched open, so packed tight.

Eddie watches, awed, as Steve manhandles himself, making his soft parts jiggle around his distended gut. He looks down at the toy, so close to being all the way in, Steve’s cock sitting heavy and red and leaking just above.

‘Tell me what you want baby.’ Eddie pleads, so amazed by Steve, by his love. Taking to toy so well, eating so much, pushing himself to the limits again.

Steve shifts like he wants to move, but flops back down quickly, panting. ‘Jus, just want to be full Eddie please.’ He begs and Eddie kissed over his stomach again, swirling his tongue into Steve’s bellybutton just to hear him moan. ‘I got you. Just a little more.’

Steve nods vaguely, bringing the tub back to his lips. Draining the rest, swallowing the cool creamy liquid as fast as he can, letting it land in any remaining cracks and crevices. And Eddie pushes the toy in the rest of the way, right to the flat base, all the way in. Filling his baby up just like he asked for.

‘Oh, oh my god Eddie.’ Steve whines, delirious. Completely and utterly stuffed. He tosses the empty tub aside and gropes at himself, toes curling and hips canting just to feel his swollen belly move.

He’s never felt so stretched, so split open and big, so round and stuffed and finally, finally, full.

Eddie pulls the toy out a fraction and fucks in back in, sticking his tongue back into Steve’s wide sensitive belly button, sucking and swirling as he moves the toy in and out of Steve’s writhing frame. Everything building and growing and stretching. Steve’s mind and body and soul ready to snap to fall over the precipice.

Eddie pushed his face further into Steve’s stomach, against the impossible fullness, licking and kissing and sucking while his hand moves the toy. Steve thinks, vaguely, that if he was still skinny you might be able to see the toy in his abdomen, see it bulge. But as he is there no hope, too much food and fat and indulgence between. He puts his hands on either side of his belly, feeling how wide it’s gotten, how big he is.

Eddie slams the toy back in, catching Steve’s prostate as he goes.

Steve wails.

Eddie feels hot wet cum hit his chin. Steve releasing untouched all over his packed belly. Eddie keeps fucking the toy, milking Steve’s cock with his hand, watching the final pearls slip out of him as he pants and stills. Cheeks red and eyes glassy.

‘So fucking pretty. God Steve, you, I can’t believe you.’ Eddie says smearing Steve’s cum on his boxers as he ruts against his stomach, leaning forward to kiss Steve all over, lick into his mouth and suck on his tongue.

‘Ed- Eddie. Fuck, fuck me, please.’ Steve whimpers, voice small and pleading. Eddie almost comes from the sound alone.

‘Yeah?’ he asks, ridiculously hard. ‘You want me cum in you baby?’ He takes off his boxers and licks a stripe up the underside of Steve cock, over the slit, wanting to taste.

Steve just moans, splayed out on the bed, spent and held under the weight of his full gut. ‘Pl-please’ he slurs, wanting Eddie, wanting to be full of Eddie now.

Eddie soothes him, petting over his thighs and pulling the toy out of Steve slowly. He groans, watching Steve’s pink hole stay stretched and open as he reaches the narrower tip. ‘Fuck Steve. You’re gonna be so loose.’ And he pushes the toy back in a little, rubbing against Steve’s prostate, watching his cock get hard again as he continues to moan, wanton and floaty from the top of the bed. Never fully coming down from his orgasm, still stuck in that amazingly full headspace.

Eddie finally takes the toy out, after fucking the whole impossible length in and out. Once Steve’s cock is hard and red in his hand again, wanting to get his baby off twice, just for being so amazing tonight, taking so much so well. He pets over Steve’s wet hole, easily slipping four fingers in. ‘M’not gonna last baby, but gonna fill you up, kay? Fill you up and put the toy back in so you feel me for days. Gonna wake you up tomorrow by filling you again, you’re gonna be loose for me baby, gonna be so easy to slip inside.’ Eddie babbles, delirious and turned on.

Steve’s mostly still he’s so spent. Just letting out a series of needy whines and whimpers, lost in the filth of Eddie’s words, the feeling of his heavy body.

Finally sliding his aching cock into Steve’s wet heat Eddie’s back arches, face to the ceiling. ‘Fuck.’ He moans.

He rocks his hips and grabs Steve’s thighs for purchase. Relentlessly fisting Steve’s cock, circling his hips and relishing in how stretched Steve is, how loose and wet and perfect he is. ‘Together, come again for me baby, with - with me.’ Eddie pants, gripping Steve’s belly with one hand, sinking his fingers in.

‘Eddie.’ Steve whines finally lifting his head back up. Eyes glossy and distant, mouth panting and so so pretty. He’s so pretty. Fucked out and loose. Hopelessly, helplessly stuffed. ‘Gonna, m’gonna.’ He manages, a tear slipping out and falling into his sweaty hair.

Eddie stares at him, looks down at his hand fisting Steve’s cock, his own cock fucking in and out of Steve’s hole. Watches how the movement makes Steve’s body wobble, belly swaying and bouncing with each of Eddie’s thrusts. ‘Fuck. Fuck.’ He says watching Steve’s eyes roll back in his head, body tensing and grabbing at his own mass again, leaking and coming all over himself for a second time tonight.

Eddie can’t hold it. His vision sparks and bursts and he releases buried deep inside. Filling Steve up, fucking it in and out of him. Squeezing and grinding and loosing himself in it.

Eventually they come back up for air. Come back down to earth.

Eddie slips out and crawls around to Steve’s side, up close so he can see his face and cradle his cheek. He wipes a tear away, kissing his jaw and slack lips, whispering praise into his hair. Until Steve is breathing more normally again, still short but not actively panting, coming back down from his high.

‘I’m gonna go get something to clean us up okay baby?’ Eddie asks, not wanting to leave Steve alone without confirmation, he drifted so far, took so much so well.

Steve blinks his big glassy eyes at Eddie slowly, smiling all dopey once he focuses on Eddie’s face. Steve looks down at Eddie’s lips and pouts his slightly for a kiss. Eddie smiles and obliges, he’s so cute. ‘Jus’ don’t be long.’ Steve says, eyelids drooping again. ‘Wanna cuddle.’ And Steve shimmies down the bed a little as best he can, sinking more comfortable into the pillows. He shivers as he feels Eddie’s cum leak out of his hole, it almost feels numb after the toy split him open the way it did.

He stops moving when his belly sloshes uncomfortably, still digesting his huge meal but he doesn’t know if he’s ever felt so content, so spent and satiated. He’d never been so full.

Eddie comes back with tissues and a towel, wiping between Steves legs gently and easing the pillows from under his hips. Steve sighs, he loves how careful and caring Eddie is after they do something like this, after Steve pushes himself. It took a little while, coaxing and tentative, but once they realised how much they both enjoy stuffing Steve’s to the brim it was like the floodgates opened and they haven’t looked back. Just another pilar in their love, another aspect of how much they adore each other. Steve feels like the luckiest guy in the world, to have Eddie.

Eddie wipes over Steve’s chest and face, ridding him of any lingering spit and stickiness. Kissing as he goes. Steve’s really fighting sleep now but he wants to lay on his side, wants Eddie to spoon him and fall asleep with Eddie’s hand on where his belly now rests on the bed.

But Steve wants to see that pretty blush on Eddie’s cheeks one more time, tease him like he did when he first showed him the toy.

Steve lets Eddie pull more pillows away from behind his head, laying down flatter and more normally, getting them ready for sleep. Steve rocks a little, huffing and attempting to roll into his side. For a second putting his full strength into it, just to see. And, dizzyingly, he’s kind of really is that full, that tired and round, that it would be an actual effort to get himself over on his own.

He doesn’t tell Eddie he could, not yet, he just lets Eddie see it’s a struggle. ‘Help baby, please.’ He whines, looking up through his lashes and seeing Eddie stopped in his tracks, hand still where it was wiping the damp towel over his own flat stomach.

Steve half pushes on his elbows again, trying to shift his weight over but flops back flat quickly enough, huffing with half fake effort and blinking up at Eddie.

‘Fuck.’ Eddie whispers. Steve thinks he sees his cock jump. And he can’t help but smile, relishing in the attention and lust he can get Eddie to give him, look at him with.

Eddie grabs Steve’s outstretched hand, other coming to the roll of his waist. counting down softly and then tugging to tip Steve over. Steve helps and then adjusting his belly slightly, letting it rest soft and round next to him, filling up more of the bed that he ever thought imaginable. He trails his finger over it, over the stretch marks and scars. dipping into his wide bellybutton and snuggling down into the pillows.

Eddie’s still staring at him. Amazed by Steve’s change. Amazed that they can have nights like this now, wrapped up in each other. Nothing to hide from that’s more than an extra bill or an annoying neighbour. No monsters, no gashes in the ceiling. They can just be together, safe and in love, exploring each others wants and desires.

And that feeling covers Steve on the outside, over his chest and hips and thighs. That rest, that relaxation and safety. All soft skin and chubby belly.

Eddie throws out the tissues and tosses the towel in the hamper. Crawling into bed next to Steve, pulling the sheets over them both and kissing all over his neck and shoulders. Nuzzling into the hair that curls around his neck, wrapping him up in his arms and sliding up as close as he can, right up against Steve’s broad scarred back. He squeezes him, holding his belly and breathing him in.

Steve sighs, sinking into Eddie’s hold, sinking into the sheets. He feels sleep curling at his eyelids and mind, letting the food and exertion take over finally.

They fall asleep, wrapped up in each other. Hands entwined over Steve’s full stomach.

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Ask for @penname-artist that disappeared from my inbox because it spent so long in it.

WGP Racers Headcanons:

I’m not excessively well versed on them, but I shall give this a damn good go for you, my fine friend!

Lightning Mcqueen - Lightning spends a portion of his free time watching Doc’s old racing videos. He wants to try and pick up on anything that the older race car didn’t get the chance to teach him before he died. That and he misses him and just wants some semblance of his company again.

Shovels food like whatever he is eating is his last meal. Sally has had to slow him down more than once to prevent indigestion.

He snores. Really loud. It's utterly obnoxious and it can be heard down the street. If she didn't love him, Sally would have suffocated him in his sleep by now.

Francesco Bernoulli - Francesco has travelled thousands of miles just to make it home in time for dinner. His mothers' home cooking is utter perfection and so worth every penny he spends on travelling.

Had a small dinner party, inviting each of the WGP racers to attend. Initially, McQueen wasn’t invited.

He actually became amazing “Frienemies” with McQueen, their competitive natures slowly melting into jovial banter between them. Although their relationship is nowhere close to the friendship that Lightning has with Bobby and Cal, they still get on quite well. They often have arguments online, simply for shits and giggles.

Jeff Gorvette - Gets along sportingly with Lewis and takes any opportunity to hang out with him. Although their hobbies and interests vary greatly from one another, they often have weekends together to just take it easy.

After his retirement, Jeff took to painting and is now a very accomplished artist. He takes commissions from his friends. Free of charge.

Terrified of spiders. Lewis takes the piss.

Lewis Hamilton - Is a trained martial artist. He practises Shotokan karate when he's not racing and often goes to watch competitions. It's his favourite Olympic sport to watch. He has tried to teach Jeff some movies but Jeff just gets a bit scared at his intensity and runs away.

Loves to go out partying and pretty much always invites Jeff along for the ride. They try their best to stay out of trouble, but it's hard to do as Jeff is a mental drunk.

Max Schnell - Max adores outdoor adventuring and losing himself in woodlands and forests. He spent all his time as a child in the natural environment so it feels more like home to him than any other environment on earth. This is the first place he will go to when stressed.

Has a real sweet tooth. Will kill for a profiterole and adores a well constructed crumble.

Max is well-versed in multiple languages as he loves to travel and wants to ensure that he is understood wherever he goes. He deems it impolite to go to a foreign land and not at least try to converse in the native tongue. He became interested in languages and is fluent in German (obviously), English, French and Italian. He is trying to learn Japanese and Shu is helping.

Went to an engineering school and studied to become an engineer. When he became a racer, he utilised his knowledge to benefit his career. He’s incredibly intelligent and uses this to help his fellow racers and friends.

Raoul CaRoule - Raoul is pretty much the calmest vehicle in the world when it comes to problems. He doesn’t fret, doesn’t stress and takes everything as it comes. He’s great to be around in tricky situations as he's usually the first with a solution to a problem.

He adores getting his tyres dirty. No matter where he goes in the world, he has to make sure he gets covered in dust and mud. It makes him feel alive, free, happy and it takes him right back to his roots.

Raoul is very active and enjoys challenges. Learning new physical skills helps his restless mind. Lewis is teaching him Karate and Raoul loves it. He's going for his black belt very soon.

He wants to learn how to dance.

Carla Veloso - Carla loves to party. She’ll dance away for hours and not give a damn about who’s watching. She is spritely and loves to socialise at any given opportunity.

She can drink and has drunk all of her fellow WGP racers under the table.

Carla got into racing when she was very young, coming from a family of incredibly fast vehicles who would watch the races with her. It was all she ever wanted to do and her dreams were well supported.

She loves tractors and finds them hilarious.

Shu Todoroki - Although his last name means ‘thunderous sound’, Shu himself is anything but loud. He is quietly spoken and keeps to himself most of the time. Although he does end up being quite close with Raoul during the WGP and keeps in regular contact with him.

Shu appreciates his alone time and will often go off to simply be by himself for a little while. He needs to recharge after a large gathering, though he is by no means anxious or afraid of them.

His paint job is of the Ka-Riu dragon. He chose it to represent his incredible abilities to simply plough through any tough situation, and to symbolise his high levels of grit and determination. He never shies away from anything, no matter how difficult it may seem.

Nigel Gearsley - A very well spoken gentleman; courteous in every way. Nigel comes from a well off family and was brought up in the world of racing. He has an incredible level of stamina from training on Aston Hill Mountain that's near impossible to beat.

He got Ramone to change his paint colour after the race at Radiator Springs. He told him to “go wild”. Fillmore ended up getting involved and Nigel ended up with Tie-Dye patterns. He certainly didn’t complain.

Nigel is a bit of a history buff. He loved history in high school and ended up going into higher education and studying British history. He is particularly interested in subjects surrounding the royal family.

Miguel Camino - Miguel is a thrill seeker and loves sports that involve danger and intense competition. He adores high intensity activities and has gone skydiving on many occasions. As long as he is free, he will always participate in the running of the bulldozers.

He is a total show off. He will display himself at any given opportunity for any crowd that's willing to watch him. He exudes confidence with everything he does and is the envy of a lot of his acquaintances.

He gets on really well with Raoul. They have a bouncy energy together and it's infectious.

He loves gelato. He will get himself to a gelato bar as often as he possibly can. There aren't many flavours that he hasn’t tried and he plans to try each flavour from each place he goes to. His favourite is lemon.

Rip Clutchgoneski - Rip is an incredibly humble vehicle, attributing his successes to luck of the draw, when in reality, he is very skilled. He just doesn’t notice it. He lacks confidence in himself quite often and occasionally needs a little boost from his friends and colleagues, especially when he begins to question his abilities.

He is naturally funny and often pulls amazing jokes that put those who hear them into fits of laughter. He always seems happy. Even in bad situations, he holds a strong position and keeps himself and others laughing.

Rip is a fan of Dusty Crophopper since he feels a kinship with him. Dusty built himself from the ground up just as Rip did for himself in the racing world.

He is an avid gamer and loves to spend hours of his spare time online with friends and strangers alike. He favours racing games but has a soft spot for Minecraft.

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