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#girl i love you so much but holy shit the time skip meeting

astonmartinii · 7 months

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i hope your finger’s ok!! please take all the time you need and remember you health comes first :) imma be selfish and send you a charles request cause ur writing makes me smile at my phone like an idiot and i can’t help it :p ok so!! charles x versteppen reader? shes max’s sister and drives for redbull (cause im delulu like that) and they’ve been fighting w each other since they were kids (no one knows why they started arguing they’re j petty and refuse to give it up even though they dk what they’re arguing abt anymore) and obvs they’re in love w each other - maybe another drivers flirting w her or smth and charles j snaps and hard launches the reader cause surprise they’ve been dating each other 🤭 holy shit this is long sorry for rambling 🙏🙏

angel baby, devil child | charles leclerc social media au

pairing: charles leclerc x verstappen!reader

enemies to lovers blah blah blah

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yourusername: crazy, crazy race. sorry not sorry to the tifosi, tell ur girl @charles_leclerc to kiss my ass not my rear tyre xoxo

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user1: okay they're clearly still in the enemies phase... when can we skip to lovers

user2: i personally love that charles is the mortal enemy of both verstappen siblings that's so slay of him

maxverstappen1: crop me out again and say goodbye to a tow in qualifying

yourusername: sorry maxy, not my fault i got all the photogenic genes xx

maxverstappen1: erm rude @christianhorner tell her to stop bullying me

yourusername: two can play at that game @sebastianvettel tell max to stop being a baby

user3: the way neither christian or seb replied they really don't get paid enough to deal with them

charles_leclerc: what is it with verstappens and their love for pushing me off the track

yourusername: what is it with your front wing and my rear tyre

charles_leclerc: umm i asked you first

yourusername: stop deflecting babe, we all know you love my ass so much you wanted a touch

charles_leclerc: i'd rather deep fry my hands than touch your rear

maxverstappen1: that can be arranged

user4: can't wait for these three to all be in the same press conference next week 🍿

carlossainz55: my favourite person to share the podium with

yourusername: thanks chilli (@tifosi you heard it here sainz is against ferrari 1-2s)

carlossainz55: NO that's not what i meant

landonorris: i see how it is ... god all men are the same AM I NOT PRETTY ENOUGH FOR YOU?

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maxverstappen1: happy birthday to my bestest friend, biggest rival and favourite roommate. though maybe now you're 23 you can get your own place so you can sneak out to meet up with your secret boyfriend on your own terms and can keep that massive ballsack away from jimmy and sassy. i love you and verstappen dominance 4 ever.

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user7: i love y/n but i think she should bring her cat to races as a scare tactic

yourusername: wrinkle doesn't appreciate your tone but it is duly noted

yourusername: awwwwwwwww i love you maxy !! and you're never getting rid of your little sister unless you get married and ur a big fat nerd so that's never happening xx

maxverstappen1: attacking me after i just bought you a whole ass car

yourusername: i JOKE. thank you soooo much and you'll never get rid of me you love me too much to anyway.

maxverstappen1: enough to finally introduce me to the mystery man?

yourusername: blocked.

user8: are we all just ignoring her doing her literal eyeliner with a knife?

user9: or the fact that max likely walked in and was like oh wait this is a sick shot

danielricciardo: oh no that was me, i'm still traumatised but it's probably the best photo i've ever taken

yourusername: easy to do with a model like me

charles_leclerc: wtf is that thing in the last one

yourusername: rude of you to think ur balls look any nicer

charles_leclerc: what?

yourusername: what?

user10: does anyone want to elaborate?

carlossainz55: happy birthday y/n !

yourusername: thanks carlos, thank you for the flowers 👍

user11: this is either their way of flirting or y/n really couldn't give a flying fuck about carlos' obvious crush on her

yourusername

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yourusername: another trip around the sun and still following my brother around, difference is now i beat him x

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user16: your honour i am so obsessed with her

maxverstappen1: can't even be angry about it, you deserve the world

yourusername: you softy, i love you

maxverstappen1: also dummy i know who your boyfriend is now did you guys forget that we LITERALLY LIVE TOGETHER

yourusername: i was intoxicated my bad but we bought you breakfast?

maxverstappen1: literally the only reason he hasn't gone over the balcony, he might want to be gone before this hangover wears off

yourusername: noted.

user17: yall want to share with the class?

user18: based on ^^ this reaction i'm going to say it's not carlos

user19: watch out he'll drop a shit pick-up line in a second and be rejected

carlossainz55: hope you enjoyed your birthday beautiful

user20: bro this guy STINKS

user19: i told yall

yourusername: thank you carlos

user21: i'm sorry this is dry as hell it can't be carlos

charles_leclerc: my shoes will never recover, i'll be sending an invoice your way

yourusername: you're a millionaire boo, you can replace those tacky white trainers yourself

charles_leclerc: is having no manners a verstappen trait?

yourusername: come for max all you want, but the birthday girl? low leclerc

charles_leclerc: when you go low i go lower

yourusername: oh believe me i know all about you and going down

user22: DO YALL MIND?

user23: do they think we're dumb?

charles_leclerc

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charles_leclerc: a weekend without racing?

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user24: what is biden doing about the soft launch pandemic?

user25: well this is oddly timed ...

yourusername: you look like you'd have sweaty hands

charles_leclerc: wouldn't you like to know

yourusername: unlike all ur fangirls i've actually smelt you sweaty after a race so you can keep your hands to yourself

maxverstappen1: you heard her 🤨

charles_leclerc: why are you here? is this a 2 for 1 deal on annoying dutch people

yourusername: you can call him annoying all you want, but you love me don't lie

charles_leclerc: my lawyer says i shouldn't comment on that ;)

sebastianvettel: when will you two stop?

yourusername: sorry seb :(

charles_leclerc: sorry seb :(

user26: i know carlos is sick reading this weird flirting when y/n never comments on his pics

user27: she comes here just to flirt cause she didn't even like the photo

user28: she doesn't even follow him 😭

pierregasly: i love a slow burn as much as the next person BUT NOT WHEN I DON'T KNOW WHO IT IS PICK UP THE PHONE

charles_leclerc: you're so dramatic, nobody knows calmar

maxverstappen1: he's lying i do

pierregasly: WHAT

charles_leclerc: by ACCIDENT i didn't tell him by choice

user29: so like, it's definitely y/n LOL

user30: oh no everyone get ready marca is going to run a story tomorrow about how charles leclerc is ruining carlos' career with psychological warfare by flirting with the girl he likes

user31: sainz sr about to wage war lol

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charles_leclerc: i don't share. i love you. please follow me on instagram now (and let me come on max's jet) x

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user35: HOLY FUCK

user36: they're so fucking sexy my lord

yourusername: you're so weak, one teammate flirts with me and you hard launch, i've had 12 year olds use me as a face claim to pretend they're pregnant with your child

charles_leclerc: they took your face? i happen to quite like it, can they give it back?

yourusername: quite?

charles_leclerc: don't make me look bad you know i positively LOVE YOUR FACE

yourusername: and my ass since it's all you look at on track

charles_leclerc: okay you can drop the act now people know we're in love stop being mean to me :(

yourusername: but it's true, no?

charles_leclerc: rest assured i love your actual ass much more

maxverstappen1: believe me the people she lives with know WAY too much about how much you love it

user37: carlos sainz really thought he had a chance when these fools have been together for TWO years

sebastianvettel: congratulations you two, glad we don't have to watch you two trying to be subtle now

maxverstappen1: so wait when did you find out?

sebastianvettel: about two weeks into the relationship, they were very obvious

yourusername: thank you for keeping our secret dad <3

user38: y/n really said you ARE my grid dad

yourusername: oh no that's my actual dad

charles_leclerc: he's literally going to walk y/n down the aisle

maxverstappen1: please don't tell me you're engaged? i only just got over you actually being together

charles_leclerc: i'm not your brother yet don't worry (i will be soon)

carlossainz55: congrats guys

user39: it's okay bro you can cry

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yourusername: two years with the love of my life, still on max's side on val d'argenton x

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user40: they're disgusting (when will it happen to me)

charles_leclerc: we'll have to agree to disagree

yourusername: just admit it you love to push verstappens off the track

charles_leclerc: sorry babe as much as i love you, i'll never let you win x

yourusername: good thing i always beat you then x

charles_leclerc: either way victory sex still bangs

user41: yes, yes they're cute, but i need a full on play-by-play of how this relationship came to be

user42: i know these menaces were giggling and kicking their feet every time they had an argument in comment sections

yourusername: oh it was very fun

charles_leclerc: but the radio messaged are 100% real lol

maxverstappen1: thanks for having my back, you're welcome for all the gross pictures i've taken for you guys

yourusername: consider your payment like every meal i make us

maxverstappen1: well if i did it f1 would be down three drivers

user43: wait so does charles basically live with them now?

maxverstappen1: unfortunately yes. depressing music, even worse cooking than me and horrendously loud sex with my sister. i should kick him out

charles_leclerc: i literally bought you noise-cancelling headphones?

maxverstappen1: nothing you can say will save me from this trauma

yourusername: just shag daniel and get off of our case x

note: ahhhhh i am so sorry this request took so long, my inbox keeps moving stuff around lol. my finger is good thanks for asking, the human body is a wonder and i peeled off the last of my scab this week lol. i hope this was the kinda thing you were looking for !! xx

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pretty-little-mind33 · 25 days

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Hits Different

Tangerine x fem!reader

Summary: You and Tangerine discover you love sucking on his fingers.

Genre: SMUT (nsfm), blurb

Warning: sex, alluding to more sexual activities, finger sucking in a sexual context lol

to the sweet anon that requested this, I hope this is what you envisioned <3

Tangerine has just come home from a mission; he'd been beaten and bruised as usual but you'd cleaned him up.

Now, you're sitting on his lap on his favorite armchair, one of your knees pressed to your chest in between his spread legs while the other is splayed across his thigh. Tangerine's head leans against the chair, his eyes closed, as one of his hands smoothes up your exposed thigh while the other teases the strands of your hair in his fingers.

God, you always make him feel so loved.

You hum, gently moving his hand away from your hair and holding it inside yours. You tilt your head, smiling as you begin to play with his long fingers. You admire his hands and chew on your lower lip as you twist and turn the array of rings he has on while soft classical music lulls in the background.

Tangerine's eyes remain shut. He hasn't even processed the feel of your hands playing with his until he feels your lips touch his palm and he smirks.

However, he doesn't open his eyes until your lips wrap around his fingers. It surprises him and he turns his head to look down at you.

Your mouth is still closed around his fingers as your gaze meet his. Your cheeks burn warm, but you can't bring yourself to pull away from him or be too embarrassed as sucking on his fingers like this feels too soothing.

You feel safe.

"What are you doing, angel?" Tangerine murmurs, his dark gaze stuck on how your lips part around his fingers. He's turned on. He doesn't know if he should be—this feels more intimate than it feels dirty.

"Are you okay?"

You hum again, eyes lidded and you shift so you're straddling his lap now. Tangerine's other hand finds your hip as he smirks. He pulls his other hand from your mouth, running his thumb over your bottom lip and then pushing his thumb past your lips and into your mouth, the rest of his fingers resting under your chin. You smile, feeling warmth in your stomach, and suck eagerly

"Good girl," he whispers, his voice raspy with lust, "you missed me so much, didn't ya?"

"I missed you so much," you echo, your voice muffled behind his thumb.

Tangerine pulls his hand away and cups your cheeks as he leans in to press a kiss against your forehead. "I love you," he mutters as he pulls you closer to him.

* * *

The second time it happens he's buried deep inside you, hips mid-thrust.

You're pressed against the mattress, body warm and mind hazy as small gasps of pleasure escape your lips. Tangerine is hovering over you, hair falling messily over his lidded eyes as his hand clenches around the headboard so he can steadily pound into your soaked pussy.

"Tan," you whine for the fourth time, your voice pitchy and breathy, "Tan, please,"

He doesn't know what else you could be whining for as he's already fucking into you just like you'd been begging him to. His eyebrows pinch together and his other hand now moves up your throat and rests under on your jaw. Tangerine parts your lips and allows you to suck on two of his fingers.

You accept happily, moaning against his hand, as your eyes snap open and stare at your boyfriend with a hungry look. You know he'd half done this to shut you up but you don't care.

"Bloody hell," Tangerine groans, snapping his hips into yours with more frenzy and desire, as he watches you take his fingers in your mouth obediently. It shouldn't be as hot as it is, having your lips stretched around him as you suck sensually—but holy fuck his cock is so hard.

"You're so stunning," he breathes out and his heart skips when your pussy clenches around him in response.

Shit, he thinks as he continues to fuck into you, he should really have you suck something else later…

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simp4wom3n · 1 year

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Requited Love

Pairing: Jenna Ortega x Reader

Requested: Yes/No ~ request

Summary: Y/N is cast to play Mia Reed in ‘The Fallout’ and her feelings for her costar, Jenna Ortega, start to resemble those of her characters. Love. ~ Word Count: 1887 ~ Warnings: tiny bit of angst if u squintttttt

A/N: Hello everyone!! Firstly I want to say thank you for all the support shown on my first few posts, and I also wanted to give you guys an update. I’m currently travelling overseas with very busy days so my time for writing is limited but I am writing I PROMISE. This one took a little longer than expected but I hope you enjoy it <3

It's your first day working on the set of ‘The Fallout’, your newest film in which you play Mia Reed. You are a little nervous despite having an impressive collection of films under your belt. When it comes to new sets, new environments, and more importantly new people, you were always anxious about how you would fit in. Your nerves certainly weren’t helped when you learned that Jenna Ortega had joined the cast. You are a huge admirer of hers. Since you've seen pretty much everything she's been in and respect her as an actress, the idea of sharing the screen with her was undeniably daunting.

You pull up to the ‘base camp’ of the film, where all the trailers are located, in an attempt to find yours and get a head start settling in. As you get out of the car your Y/E/C eyes scan the area in search of your trailer, your eyes instead landing on a girl. She appears to be about a foot shorter than you and has long, dark hair. She is dressed in baggy pants and a black singlet with headphones around her neck. Your breath hitches in your throat as you realise, “Holy shit… it’s her oh my god ok” you breathe as you hesitantly start walking in her direction, attempting to calm yourself down. ‘Relax Y/N it’s fine you got this just don’t be weird’.

The sound of your approaching footsteps catch her attention as she turns her head in your direction. Her brown eyes meet yours causing your breath to catch in your throat once again. To your surprise, a genuine smile crosses her face as she too starts walking towards you. “Hey, I’m Y/N. I’m your costar it’s really nice to finally meet you.” you start, giving her a little wave, thrilled you somehow managed to not stumble over your words. “It’s amazing to finally meet you too! I’m Jenna, and I have to say I’m a really big fan of your work” she smiles at you as you feel your cheeks start to burn. Your brain can’t even fathom the idea of THE Jenna Ortega knowing who you are, let alone being a big fan.

“Really?!?” “Of course I am I’ve seen almost everything your in.” she giggles at the disbelief painted all over your face. “And here I thought I was going to be the one fangirling. I’ve also seen pretty much all your stuff and you are incredible. Im still in disbelief that I get to work with you.” you rant, the words flying out of your mouth faster than you ever thought possible. “You are so adorable” she giggles, your cheeks at this point on fire. “Trust me the honour is all mine” she concludes.

You spent the remainder of the day talking to Jenna whilst walking around set, meeting all the important people who you will be working with over the next few weeks. To your delight, whilst exploring the set, you discover that Jenna’s trailer is right next to yours. If there was one thing you were sure of in this moment it was that you couldn’t wait to get to know her better.

*time skip*

You jump as you are awoken suddenly by a loud banging on your trailer door. “Sh*t what the hell” you mumble, rubbing at your tired eyes as you sit up. Your eyes glance towards the clock hanging on your wall, the hands reading 9:17. That’s odd your supposed to be at hair and makeup by 9. “Oh sh*t. I’m coming!” you launch off your trailer couch realising you must have fallen asleep whilst memorising your lines, meaning you didn’t set an alarm. You quickly attempt to fix your disheveled hair as you swing your door open, met with the disappointed glance of your makeup artist. “Sorry! I’m so sorry give me five minutes I’ll be right there I swear” you apologise rapidly, chucking on a random hoodie and running into the bathroom to check you don’t look too much like a corpse.

*small time skip*

Jenna jumps slightly as the door to the makeup trailer swings open, revealing a very cute and disheveled Y/N wearing… wait is that her hoodie? “Morning sleepyhead. I like your hoodie I’m surprised it fits you” Jenna chuckles as you look down and realise that you are actually wearing one of her hoodies. “Huh. I didn’t even notice.” “It looks cute on you” she flirts, your cheeks gaining their familiar warmth, one you often feel when you are around her. You drop into your makeup chair letting out a sigh as you allow your slightly irritated artist to get you ready for your scenes.

“You ready for today?” Jenna asks, smirking as she makes eye contact with you in the mirror. “As always. Why wouldn’t I be?” “We are filming the kiss scene today remember”. As soon as the words left her mouth you felt your stomach drop. “Oh. Right. Yeah I totally forgot about that haha” you chuckle nervously. Being completely honest with yourself, you had been harbouring a crush on Jenna for quite a while now, and whilst the idea of kissing her should fill you with excitement, you can’t help but be terrified. “You okay?” she asks sincerely, noticing the slight change in your demeanour. “Yeah! yeah no I’m fine I just had a rough sleep last night. I feel asleep on my couch memorising my lines so it wasn’t the most pleasant.” you ramble, trying to cover up your nerves, your attempt appearing to work.

“I think the way Megan has set the scene up is really smart.” she says whilst glancing towards you. Noticing the slight confusion on your face she elaborates, “I mean the way she has us kiss whilst we are both lying down. It gets rid of the whole height difference issue. Not that I have anything against it, I love it.” “Good to know” you reply, attempting to diffuse the tension by jokingly winking at her causing her to laugh and quickly hide her face with her hands. ‘Is she flustered?’ ‘Is there a chance she likes me back?’ you thought. However, just as quick as the thoughts came to your mind, you shut them down, ‘No Y/N stop. Don’t get your hopes up’.

*time skip*

“Action!”. You are lying on the floor of Mia’s bedroom as Jenna, or Vada, rolls towards you. You stare deep into her eyes as she can’t stop giggling. Once she finally settles down, her face is only a few inches away from yours. She starts, “What?… ok I know your a woman of very little words… but I know you got some deep shit happening in this nice little head of yours.” she recites her lines perfectly as you giggle on cue. “God… ugh” you sigh. “Anything? Ok. Lets say this. Lets say you die tomorrow, ok, and what if you die sad because you regret not saying what you wanted to say… then what?”.

Those words, although scripted, make your heart sink, because as true as it is, you can’t tell her. You can’t ruin what you have with Jenna over some stupid crush. They say you should always pick roles you relate to, and you hate to agree that you relate to the fear that Mia is feeling right now, absolutely terrified of losing her best friend. You lie there in silence for a few seconds whilst your mind races. “I can’t say it” you whisper, drawing your eyes off of her. “Why?” she immediately responds. You can feel her eyes burning into the side of your face which both comforts and unsettles you.

When you finally pluck up the courage to face her, she looks almost ethereal in the ambient lighting of the room and you regret ever taking your eyes off of her. You aren’t able to seperate your own feelings from your characters, all you feel is love. You notice Jenna glance at your lips, as she is directed to, and the next thing you know she is leaning in. Your heart is racing faster than it ever has before, so much so you are worried she can hear it. When her lips touch yours, you feel warmth blossom in your chest. She pulls away slightly asking “Is this okay?” to which you nod softly. As she connects her lips to mine once more, her lips part slightly allowing my tongue to slip inside. Before I know it she is climbing on top of me, our bodies pressed together as our lips moved passionately against one another’s. Her hands begin exploring your body as your fingers travel through her hair as you breathed her in. It was utter bliss. Until it wasn’t.

“Cut! That was perfect girls well done. The chemistry was amazing, very believable.” “Thanks” you murmur as you seperate yourself from Jenna and get to your feet, avoiding all eye contact with her. “I think we got it guys you can head back to your trailers”. With that you made your way swiftly out of the room, attempting to avoid Jenna’s concerned stare and get to your trailer as quickly as possible. “Y/N! Y/N wait!” Jenna calls from behind you as you hear her rapidly approaching footsteps. She eventually catches up to you, stopping you when she grabs hold of your hand, swinging you around.

“Hey what’s wrong?” she asks, her hand still holding yours with concern written all over her face. You couldn’t help but think about how pretty she looked which didn’t help with your current predicament. “Nothing. I just… I need to be alone right now” you say, turning on your heels attempting to avoid having the conversation you have been dreading. She grabs ahold of your other hand in order to pull you back, not allowing you to avoid her and suffer in silence. “Hey.” she comforts softly “You can talk to me you know. Just tell me what’s wrong we can figure it out together.” “I can’t say it” you quote Mia as a tear rolls down your cheek, the weight of the conversation finally taking its toll on you as the fear of losing your best friend overcomes you.

You witness the moment it clicks in Jenna’s eyes, her gaze immediately softening as she wipes away your stray tear with her thumb. You see her lips twitch into a smile as her hands land on your cheeks, the two of you having a silent conversation with your eyes. Her eyes flicker down to your lips which doesn’t go unnoticed, but before you can comment on it she is guiding your face down to meet hers as her lips brush against yours tentatively. You were taken over by pure desire as you close the remaining distance, leaning into the kiss as you place your hands around her neck. The familiar feeling of her warm lips against yours makes your heart flutter as you begin to comprehend what is happening, she likes you back. Your lips slowly parted as your foreheads remained against each others. “I love you too Y/N” Jenna intimately whispered, placing a chaste kiss on your lips before pulling back completely. “So you really do love the height difference?” you joke, unable to take your eyes off of her. “Of course I do. I love everything about you”.

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gyudiarys · 1 year

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졸린 플래시백 ౨ৎ sleepy flashbacks

genre. fluff , romance , nishimura riki x fem reader, no warnings - 1 curse word, enemies -> lovers, non idol au

synopsis. niki reminisces back to when he first confessed his feelings to his school enemy and current love

As the first rays of sunlight filtered through the curtains, she stirred in her sleep, her peaceful expression unwavering. Niki smiled as he watched her, feeling a surge of affection for this girl who had irresistibly captured his heart. They had been together for months now, and yet every morning felt like a new beginning with her.

As he lay there, Niki's mind drifted back to the days before they begun their relationship.

⠀⠀ Niki stepped into the crowded hallway, his eyes scanning the sea of students for any sign of her. He couldn't believe he was doing this, but he had to see her. He couldn't get her out of his head.

It wasn't always like this. He used to hate her. The two of them had always been at odds since their first year of high school. They constantly argued in class, each trying to outdo the other. But as time went on, Niki couldn't deny the attraction he felt towards her. It was like every time they fought, it just made him want her more.

Niki finally caught a glimpse of her, her hair pulled back into a tight ponytail as she argued with someone. He couldn't hear what she was saying, but the way her eyes flashed and her hands gestured made it clear she was upset. Niki's heart raced as he approached her, his palms sweaty.

"What's your problem?" she snapped as he stepped up to her.

"I don't have a problem," he replied, trying to sound casual, but his heart was pounding in his chest.

"You always have a problem with me," she said, annoyance evident in her voice.

Niki took a deep breath, knowing that this was the moment he had been waiting for. He had to tell her how he felt.

"I do have a problem," he said, his voice barely above a whisper. "My problem is that I can't stop thinking about you. I know we've had our differences, but I can't help the way I feel."

She looked at him, her expression softening. "What are you saying, Niki?"

"I'm saying that I like you," he said, his eyes locked on hers. "I didn't wanna give in, but at some point you smiled and holy shit I blew it."

She blinked in surprise, her expression softening. "I like you too," she said, her voice barely above a whisper.

They stood there, a mixture of excitement and nervousness coursing through their veins, neither of them daring to break the electric silence that had enveloped them, they shared a moment that felt like it would last forever. It was as if time had stood still, allowing them to bask in the warmth of each other's company, their smiles shining brightly. But alas, the ringing of the bell jolted them back to reality, shattering the enchantment and pulling them out of their reverie. ⠀ And now, months later, as he lay there watching her sleep, he knew without a doubt that he would do anything for this girl.

As he reached out to brush a strand of hair away from her face, she stirred again, her eyes fluttering open to meet his. "Good morning," she murmured, a sleepy smile playing at the corners of her lips.

Niki felt his heart skip a beat at the sight of her, and he couldn't resist leaning in to press a soft kiss to her forehead. "Good morning," he replied, his voice barely above a whisper.

With all the reminiscing he did, he became even clingier than ever the rest of the day. Good luck dealing with him.

authors note. i hate this so much its so cliche and the writing is so bad i apologize 🧎‍♀️

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michaeljoncarter · 11 months

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What are your alltime favorite comics? Or just comics that you would recommend? Especially stuff that someone new could pick up without too much back reading to understand? You don't have to answer this if you don't want to but I'm looking for recommendations to branch out from just Batman/Batfam and just thought I'd ask!

this is all just off the top of my head, so i'm probably leaving out some Classics on accident, but (in no particular order):

Aquaman: Andromeda

Green Lantern (1990) (from Emerald Twilight (#48) on)

Gotham by Midnight

The Man of Steel (1986)

The Death & Return of Superman (Death of Superman, Funeral for a Friend/World Without a Superman, and Reign of the Supermen)

Superman: Last Son (Action Comics #844 - 846, #851, Annual #11)

Superman: Brainiac (Action Comics #866 - 870) & The New Krypton Saga (concludes with War of the Supermen, which is for some reason not on that reading guide)

World's Finest (2009)

Green Arrow: Year One

Green Lantern/Green Arrow

Green Arrow (1988)

The New Teen Titans (1980), Tales of the Teen Titans, and The New Teen Titans (1984)

Outsiders (2003)

Arsenal (1998)

Titans (1999)

Titans (2008)

Deathstroke (2016)

Steel (1994)

Aquaman: Time & Tide

L.E.G.I.O.N.

R.E.B.E.L.S. (all good, but i especially love from #15 on for kory content)

Aquaman: Death of a Prince

Tempest (1996)

the whole war of light era of green lantern, which i have a bigass reading guide for, but Red Lanterns & Red Daughter of Krypton in particular

Convergence: The Titans

Convergence: Green Lantern/Parallax

Convergence: Green Lantern Corps

Valor (1992) (the first few issues kind of drag, but it picks up quick (after #10, specifically)! the D.O.A. arc is an all-time fave for sure, and Valor #19 might actually be my all-time favorite single comic book issue point blank period)

roy's titans era (New Titans #100 - 130)

The Trial of Superman & Reign of Doomsday (these have literally nothing to do with each other, but we're grouping them together because neither one of them is particularly good. i mean, they're not terrible or anything, but really, they're only faves because i'm a huge sucker for storylines that involve the entire superfam lol)

Superman: The Black Ring (this one is here just because i appreciate how incredibly HECTIC it is. lex 1v1s a gorilla in the middle of the jungle, meets death, becomes a space god, builds a lois sexbot that ends up having been possessed by brainiac the entire time. also slade is there for like 2 pages solely to lose his shit and run around screaming like a little girl. the best kind of comic book insanity. magnifique)

those 5 minutes pre-reboot where damian joined the titans in a way that wasn't annoying as hell (Teen Titans (2003) #88 - 91, Red Robin #20, Teen Titans (2003) #92)

Wonder Woman (1987) (post-crisis ww & superman are both all-time faves, but this is a much better standalone read because it's way more self-contained & not constantly jumping between 9 different titles. again, all good imo, but i'm much more partial to everything post-artemis's introduction in #90 <3)

Superboy (1994) (ngl, i didn't super love the majority of this book. there's a LOT of good for sure, but it is very 90s, and that's not always a good thing. it's not terrible (apart from the romance aspect), and i'd still recommend reading it for sure, but there was definitely a lot of skimming and skipping around when i read through. ~#59 is where i started to find myself skimming a lot less, so if you find yourself having a hard time getting into it, too, i'd say just start there, then go back & read the earlier issues later)

post-crisis superman in general (so good, but holy fuck is it a pain in the ass to read. there were 600 superman titles running at all times, and EVERY single arc bounced between damn near all of them. i really want to make a ridiculously long reading guide for it, too, one day, but for now, you can fight your way through using this with me, if you'd like)

i'm still just starting to break into legion comics myself, so i don't think i can really give good recs for them just yet. i'm really enjoying them so far, though, so it's worth a mention. if you enjoy just jumping right into the deep end with 0 context like i do, i just started the 90s legion halfway through via superboy & valor. no idea what the hell's going on or who anybody is half the time, but that's just part of the fun. it's like sink-or-swim style language immersion but for ridiculous comic book people who talk entirely in references i don't understand even a little

i started with the valor arc in Superboy (1994) #17 - 19, then the following the Future Tense arc, and i just kinda kept reading Legionnaires & Legion of Super-Heroes (1989) from there. also picked up The Legion (2001) with #25, where kon joins up, with zero context for anything that'd happened before in that. this is an objectively terrible way of doing things, but also very fun as long as you don't mind a learning curve

also special mentions for a couple single issues that have always stuck out to me for some reason:

Justice League of America (2006) #11 (feel the need to put like... a claustrophobia warning on this one lol? a very anxiety-inducing read! be warned!)

Superman #712 (krypto-centric issue post-kon's death in Infinite Crisis. makes me want to scream every time i think abt it <3)

and i know you probably meant dc, but tbh most of my All Time Faves are marvel, so i have to mention a few:

X-23 (there are like 3 different volumes, and they're all so incredibly 2000s. i love them all dearly)

Wolverine: Origins

Captain America (2005)

Winter Soldier: Winter Kills

Avengers/Invaders

Old Man Logan (2015) & (2016)

Black Widow (2010)

Marvels (1994)

The Torch (2008)

Gambit (2012)

Gambit & Bishop: Sons of the Atom

Rogue (2004) (not good. kind of objectively terrible, actually, but i love rogue and i love rogue & shiro's relationship AND i love the bisexual implications with blindspot, so… here we are. if you aren't a huge rogue fan already, you will almost certainly not enjoy this lol)

Dark Wolverine & Daken: Dark Wolverine (THE absolute fave. akihiro is what a good % of the batfandom thinks jason todd is/was. bisexual, evil, obsessed with his own father. check, check, and check with a weird, violently homoerotic relationship with the punisher the cherry on top. also marjorie liu stealth confirming johnny storm's bisexuality via putting him in an absurdly toxic relationship with akihiro for like 2 issues remains both incredibly iconic and absolutely hilarious to me. 10/10/10)

in terms of more recent comics, i've pretty much only been keeping up with marvel

Captain America: Sentinel of Liberty (2022) (pretty much everything else going on (esp everything with bucky) is kind of annoying, but it has my favorite steve characterization like… maybe ever)

New Mutants (2019) (yeah, everything about krakoa era x-men is just kind of inherently annoying, but this one came outta left field near the end there with some of my favorite writing for madelyne pryor in a while and the dani moonstar & madelyne pryor enemies-to-lovers arc i didn't know i needed but am now fully obsessed with)

Midnight Suns (2022) (love a good rag-tag team of characters who have no business being on a team together. substitute teacher blade is such a powerful concept, it immediately made this an all-timer for me, and logan being drawn approximately 4ft shorter than everyone around him cemented it as a 10/10)

aaand finally, i've also really been enjoying dynamite lately. Vampirella/Red Sonja (2019) is where i got onboard with them. you don't have to know jack about these characters or universe beforehand (i didn't!), and i really can't recommend it enough, especially if you're someone who loves stories with time travel and/or bisexual vampire women

this is so messy, and i'm definitely forgetting a lot here lol, but hopefully this helps & you find something you like! good luck & have fun!

#ask #anonymous #comic recs #yeehaw

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standbyric · 1 year

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"Tsu"-ndere much?

Pairing: Yuki Tsunoda x female!reader Premise: High School AU Rating: G (couple of cheese, suspended ending, because I might wanna turn this into a series because Yuki I swear is so cute… in a manly way.) Word Count: 1.4k Sum: Spicy Yuki and bubbly you.

"HOLY shit!"

Yuki jumped back in utter shock at you suddenly popping in front of him as soon as he shut his locker door close.

“Show up like a normal person, would you!” He grunted.

“Good morning, Yuki! Oh, wait—it’s no longer morning, tehee!”

Yuki cursed under his breath as he heard the subtle giggle from his teammates behind him. He wiped his face with his hand abruptly, glaring at them, who had made it their hobby to make fun of their ace.

As usual, there was no point in arguing with you. And as usual, you didn’t lose your smile; instead, it was getting bigger.

“Here! You handed him a neatly wrapped lunchbox. “I didn’t put pickles, and I put a lot of sausages, just the way you like it! Eat lots, darling!”

“Oh, and I made enough for the boys, too. Eat slowly, boys. I know my cooking is delish and all, but I don’t want you guys to choke.” You gave them a wink before skipping your way through the busy hallway, saying you’ve got a council meeting to attend to.

And his friends could no longer hold back their laughter.

Yuki tensed his forehead in frustration.

Alright, he had to admit you had an exceptional talent for cooking.

Your lunches always looked lovely and professional, and they always tasted amazing. He’d even bet if you were to open a restaurant, you’d definitely succeed.

But this was you he was talking about. That one girl with a ta~d bit too much energy who wouldn’t shut up about her crush on him.

Like that one time when you thought it was a good idea to scream his name with a megaphone from the 3rd floor, startling him so bad that he threw the basketball into the teacher’s office. Although he did get away with it after an extra ten laps (on top of his usual twenty) around the field. Plus, a week on toilet duties.

Or that time when you insisted on washing his basketball uniform after accidentally pouring a bottle of red paint all over it. But then you just had to mistake the bleach for a detergent. He didn’t even complain and just quietly took his all-white (should’ve been dark blue) uniform from your hand.

But ever since that day when you confessed to him confidently with a bouquet of flowers in the open field, making him the Juliette to your Romeo, he’s made it his priority to ignore you and all your antics. After all, common sense just doesn’t sit right with you.

Yuki was just your ordinary high school boy who loved basketball more than anything. He wasn’t the school’s ace for no reason. To him, love and dates were less than secondary matters. They were nothing more than distractions that’d get in the way of his practice,

At first, he didn’t want to give his two cents about you. But after your constant wooing for his affection, it was just a matter of time before everyone at school begin to ship the hell out of you two.

Well, come on.

You were this cute, adorable, and brainy Student Council Vice President who was literally a bundle of radiance brimming with charisma, that people just pass on your shenanigans as your charm. Who else could be more fitting for you if not Yuki Tsunoda, the basketball team’s ace, who’d been constantly scouted by big universities specialising in basketball?

His name had also sat proudly on the regional high school tournament as the MVP for two years straight.

“But dude, like, I applaud her consistency,” Liam hissed in between his laugh.

“You know, if you’re gonna be so grumpy over that lunch, you can always give them to me. They’re like a hundred times better than the school cafeteria,” Marc added, his eyes fixed on the lunchbox. “I mean, she ain’t bad,” Callum cut in. “And I think she genuinely cares for you, bud.”

Yuki shook his head, scoffing at Callum’s remark. “She’s just overly passionate about this whole ace thing. Like everybody else.”

“Psh, dude. Everyone knows she has a hu~ge crush on you.”

Yeah. Marc wasn’t exactly wrong. You were not less popular than him. But in the span of just a month, you’ve rejected at least ten boys who confessed to you, telling them that Yuki’s gotten a hold of your heart.

Yuki chuckled “Everyone has a hu~ge crush on me, Callum Illiot.”

. . .

Yuki massaged his throbbing temples as he glanced at his textbook. His sighs were followed by the sighs of his friends, who were basically in the same boat as him. He blinked rapidly and pressed his forehead onto his notes as if they could imprint them in his memory.

It was the week before exam, and Yuki was getting a whole lot more sensitive. He’s got his hands full with training for the upcoming tournament, but the principal decided it was a good idea to exclude anyone from the tournament if they were to score beyond average.

If only studying was as easy as chasing a moving, bouncing ball on the field.

“This is killing me,” he mumbled, burying his face in the palm of his hands.

Two hours.

This was seriously the longest time he’s ever been in the sacred place called the school library.

One thing about Yuki, he was persistent.

So when his friends have all left, saying they fear the rotting of their brains was near if they kept up the holy activity of studying, he insisted to stay and re-read everything.

Unfortunately, he just couldn’t progress. In fact, he seemed to feel less intelligent than before.

“You know, darling, you can always use my help.”

“HOLY FUCK!”

Yuki jolted at your sudden appearance before being forcefully removed from the library for shouting.

As usual, you always have the weirdest but fitting timing to pop out. Just as he thought his day couldn’t get any worse, you showed up.

But, no. This was really not a good time to have you pester him with all your antics.

He quickly stood up, hand fumbling over his book and papers when you pulled his hand. “You could really use my help,” you whispered.

He grunted, releasing your grip on his wrist as he made his way outside the library (kicked out from shouting).

He was trying to walk faster, passing through the crowd of students. Shockingly, you were able to keep up, tailing closely behind him with your usual grin. Seriously, how were you able to keep up?

“Why are you chasing me?” He thwarted.

“Err, I don’t know?” You giggled. “Maybe because you’re running away?”

So he stopped abruptly, making you crash onto his toned back.

He turned around, wearing that antagonised look on his face. It was obvious to anyone looking that he was testing his patience with you.

“Look, I don’t know if saying this would make you understand but, I really don’t need your help. In fact, just, leave me alone. Please?” But upon seeing your lips slowly stretching into a smile, he knew that his words were useless.

“Oh my God. My darling just talk in full sentence with me!” You shrieked, enough to put the two of you into the spotlight now.

For the umpteenth time, Yuki sighed again.

Of course.

He should’ve known better; common sense didn’t exist in your dictionary.

“Stop being so all over me,” he rustled, turning his back from the unwanted attention as he continued to stroll along the corridor.

You, too, continued to stroll along behind him. “Why why why? I’m doing this because I want to!” You linked your arm onto his, your smile almost never leaving your face. You were looking at him like he was a toddler throwing a tantrum.

“Stop it,” he stifled his grunts as everyone started cheering.

“Come on. I can really help. I’ve heard everything from the principal. Besides, we could use the time to get to know each other better!”

“I said stop!” he barked, tossing your hand away from his.

For a moment he’s forgotten to control his strength, until he saw you stumbled backwards, your head about to kiss the ground.

So without a second thought, he grabbed your wrist, hand gripping your waist as he pulled you into his chest.

It didn’t take long for the crowd to go wild.

And it was only a matter of seconds until he felt your heart beating against his chest, going faster and faster. And he saw your cheeks burning red as you turned your head away from him, avoiding his gaze.

So he quickly released you from his grip. “Just. Stop.”

With that, he walked away. Leaving you behind with the crowd’s cheer, oblivious to his last statement.

You, too, quickly turned around, marching your way to your class as you squeezed your books closer to your chest.

Hehe 🤡 Yuki is the definition of alpha. Sorry for the suspended ending haha but I just needed to get this out of my system. Anyway, please do share and reblog this for more Yuki writings and since it took me some hours to render that super short gif. Yeah, well, my computer hasn't exactly been friendly with photoshop.

#Yuki tsunoda #formula one fanfiction #formula one au #formula one fic #formula one fanfic #yuki tsunoda fic #high school au #female reader #standbyricfic #sbrgif #formula 1 fanfic #formula 1 #yuki tsunoda fanfic #formula one high school au #yuki tsunoda x reader #yuki tsunoda gif

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qpr-culture-is · 4 months

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I know it's not really a confessions blog or something like that but I'm just so confused and lost and I just want to describe my feelings to someone. English is not my first language, sorry for any mistakes

So first of all I'm trans, I think it's pretty important to the story, kinda had a transphobic phase because my country it's not only very lgbtqphobic but our queer community is also very hostile towards trans people, like more than I have seen in other communities, so it's common. Pretty closed about this, tried to come out to some of my friends and classmates almost 2 years ago now, went wrong, don't talk to them and become very paranoid. Not even planning to tell someone about me being trans before a lot of people transferred to our class, they all were added in our group chat and I immediately pin pointed this dude with gerard way as their pfp who then asked to refer to him with he/him only and use other name. Holy shit. I literally never in my life seen an openly trans person, not even a closed one, never interacted with someone also trans irl so it was HUGE for me. Skipped first week of school, was kinda worried that I'm going to be an outcast, but that I finally meet him, and like the first thing he said to me was "wait are you that person with *fandom* as your pfp?" so we immediately connected. I was on cloud nine because he is SO COOL and only a few girls in our class are deadnaming him and it's so nice no one is being mean to him and I think it kinda changed my way of viewing how people will react if I come out to them. Because most people just don't care. Then I gave him my other socials and he saw me using any pronouns and he was like hey! How do i refer to you! Cool! And i told him that I'm actually also trans and he never ever questioned or doubted it even though I'm pretty fem presenting.

So yeah I rambled sorry it was just a really cool experience really cool dude. So the reason why I'm writing to qpr blog it's because I lately started catching feelings for him?? But I'm not in love?? I don't really know how to explain this but for a really long time I was just thinking that I just have a friend crush then that I want to date him and like I knew about qpr and I knew that qpr is way more complex and it's not just the secret third thing after dating and being friends. But like, I want to kiss him and give him gifts in a way that I view as romantic but when he's mentioning dating or his exes I don't feel a thing. Today was weird, I slept for only 3 hours and felt a little bit wonky, so I said a lot of things that were like straight up flirting. And I felt embarrassed and blushed and shit but not in "hehe I flirted with my crush!!" way but more in "holy shit it was embarrassing why did I say it" way. And he also talked about a guy that he has a very weird relationships with for the past 2 years, he said that like yeah we're friends but not really we had some periods of dating but not really and he also constantly flirts with other people including me. And I was just yeah kill him and didn't thought much of it, not jealous or sad that he have something going on with other people, but I still want to date him, but in friends way. So after I pondered about it for a while I think that I just want to have that Secret Third Thing with him. Still feel lost because I never felt like that before and because I think that I'm alloromantic and I was in romantic relationships before so I know how I act when I'm in love with people. With him it's so close what I feel when I'm in love with someone but at the same time it's so different and such weird foreign felling. Woud like to hear some advice for how people realised or what people feel and want in qpr relationships, I know it's different for a lot of people, but I want to hear something from heros who read this wall of text

Giving you a little breakdown of things I have noted;

-You can absolutely be alloromantic and want a qpr/have a squish

-To me it does sound like it may be a squish

-All in all you'll have to make that decision for yourself, and it could very well just be the fact that you've never connected with a person like you have with him before so it's all a bit different for you

And here's a bit of my past experiences

It's really a bit hard to remember since it's been forever, and given I'm aroace squishes have always seemed like legitimate crushes (in a weird way) so keep that in mind.

The last squish I remember having was a little over a year ago. I really connected with the person and they made me laugh a lot. I felt pulled to them in some kind of way. I wanted to spend time with them and I wanted to be called their partner. It was just,,, different than my previous feelings towards friends. Now, if it weren't for events that happened later on, I could have very well been convinced it was a romantic crush (we ended up in a romantic relationship for a bit but my aro ness got in the way and I began to feel very uncomfortable with the whole thing), and am honestly not sure how to differentiate those feelings from that of a romantic crush.

The only other time I can think of having a squish would be quite a while back, and at the time I was completely convinced it was romantic (I had not even really been aware of the aro and ace labels at the time). Once again, the feelings were towards a close friend. They were my best friend in fact, and at the time I really thought we understood each other like nobody else did, and it was almost as if we were very drawn to each other. Contrary to what you noted, there was a bit of jealousy here and there when they were with someone else later on (tho I know believe to be more in a platonic context anyways). And... thats basically all I've got

So those are my main experiences with having squishes, if that gives you an idea of what to expect from one. I'd also like to say that I'm so sorry for taking so long to reply to this! I've been a bit busy the last few weeks and am currently on holiday break now and haven't felt up to doing a whole lot (and keep forgetting to post as well)

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web-gott · 2 years

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smutty joe liebgott headcanons

smut of course.

joe is a big fat fucking tease and i stand by that

slightly tipsy you at a pub will sit extra close to him in a corner booth, when it’s just you two alone for a few minutes. he’ll put his arm around you, and you’ll just lean into him, holding the hand that's over your shoulder shoulder and this man whispers the most indecent things in your ear, that redness on your cheeks is no longer just from the alcohol

this man is all up in your ear whispering how much of a good girl you are cause he KNOWS what he does to you and he’s cruel. this man will whisper all these things to you and then won’t do anything about it when you’re putty in his hands, he likes to let it linger until you physically cannot deal with it anymore.

anytime, anywhere you make eye contact with joe this man will always wink at you with that stupid small smirk playing at his lips. his stupid perfect face.

the first time you and joe do kiss is that party for the troopers (in the currahee episode) and you’ve been sat with a bigger group of guys all night, getting more tipsy (thanks to all the drinks george is giving you) and somehow you get onto the conversation of kissing and skip dares you to go and kiss liebgott who’s been staring at you the majoirty of the night, which surprisingly you haven't noticed.

drunk you has a lot of confidence and you’re like ‘okay watch me’ and all the guys are watching as you just simply walk over to joe, sit on his lap, put your arms around his neck and just kiss him. oh and this man straight up kisses you back, all the guys are yelling in the back, wolf-whistling the whole lot.

this man loves to slap your ass and will do it randomly - like you guys are leaving a room after a patrol meeting or something and he purposefully is the last to leave so he can give your ass a little slap as he walks past with that damn smirk on his face, leaving you all blushy. (all consensual ofc) he knows what he's doing.

the first time you and joe actually fuck is in aldbourne, you’ve been sitting next to each other all night and he’s just been teasing you non-stop, even when other guys are around his hands are very very high up on your thigh

and you excuse yourself from the group of guys to go get fresh air, joe follows you and the next thing you know you’re being pushed up against the side of the building with joe's lips pressing against yours, his hands on your hips pulling you close. he’s kissing your neck and his hand his pushing your skirt up your leg but you’re not about to fuck him in public ( although he’s into that idea btw so keep that in mind;) )

and the two of you manage to find a nearby empty office of a captain, he lifts you onto the desk in the room, pushes your skirt up to your hips and my GOD he does you right there, right then. fuck foreplay, this man just goes straight for it but holy shit does he know what he’s doing.

say goodbye to the underwear you’re wearing that night because joe is 100% a panties stealer

this man loves a quickie and they're most efficient in war tbf.

calls you all the nicknames when its just you two but his favourite is ‘good girl’. he loves the way you just melt and give yourself to him.

you best believe joe makes you feel the best you ever will. this man just loves you. inside and out.

#joe liebgott #joe liebgott x reader #joe liebgott imagine #band of brothers imagine #band of brothers hbo #band of brothers x reader #band of brothers

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sarcastic-kaz · 1 year

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akaza’s backstory

heyo so i decided to do live notes on me reading this guys backstory. my mom says she literally cried when she read a year before me, and that its really sad so i wanted to keep my live reactions bcs this isnt my first time screaming at the plot twists in demon slayer. i start the live notes in the beginnings of chapter 154 and im also reading the manga in japanese so i might have mistranslated/misunderstood some things lol

SPOILERS BELOW THIS IS YOUR WARNING

initial thoughts on akaza: idk hes pretty fruity like the mugen train arc “oni ni nare, kyoujurou” in japanese was omg just. so fucking fruity. and he said the same freaking thing to giyuu omgs- also he hates douma and wants to kill kokushibo but idk what to really feel about him. anyways ive seen the little hints at the girl holding his hand and he tried to punch it, and his head grew back bc he said he had to get stronger???

live notes start here (just jot notes):

- damn she pulling out the existential crisis on akaza

- oh his dads sick boo hoo

- woah wait is he a pickpocket?

- oh my fucking wait is that why he looks like a basketball???

- holy shit is this where he becomes a basketball?

- like every time he gets caught stealing he gets a mark as punishment

- damn how many times did u get caught bruh

- welp idk how hed steal without his hands

- oof he just got called a demon child well hes a demon moon now

- oh wait my mom specified for me it means a kid who was born with teeth

- HOLY SHIT NAME DROP DUDE THATS A NICE NAME

- OMG HIS DAD KILLED HIMSELF JUST LIKE ZENITSUS TEACHER

- dude this suicide letter like ‘i cant take medicine bought by stolen money sorry for making myself a bother for you live a good life’

- oh hes mourning by hurting himself fighting people

- “even if it took 100 years for my dad to heal” and he kept half of that promise

- damn akazas backstory is just him getting beat up by everyone he meets

- and hes just like taking the beatings bc he wanted his dad to get medicine

- well fuck medicine for special diseases does cost a lot poor akaza

- and his dad just killed himself anyway

- still dont know who the girl is

- damn i wouldnt be able to stand getting whipped and bones broken for my parents

- huh he beat the living shit out of seven adults

- and he didnt get a scratch and hes also a kid

- who tf is that guy it seems akaza also has the same question

- oh is this guy who applauded akaza some sort of sensei i mean he has a dojo

- why does akazas personality sort of remind me of inosukes ‘fight me bitch’ type thing

- oh shit theyre gonna fight

- that wasnt so much of a fight than a man slapping a kid silly

- nother name drop keizou

- OOF AKAZAS FACE LOL

- oh akaza is gonna take care of a girl?

- HOLY SHIT ITS THAT GIRL I THINK WAIT HER NAME IS KOYUKI

- I SMELL BUDDING TEEN ROMANCE HERE JUST SAYING

- OMG ITS SO AWKWARD AND CUTE

- and akaza has someone to take care of again!

- aww cute moment between them

- also fireworks! yay! hes saying he can piggyback ride her there that so sweet

- oh shit shes crying

- oh thats so cute that their only purposes are to protect those they love

- omgs and akaza on his little training arc with keizou like how tanjirou did with urokodaki and both are taking care of a younger girl who is bedridden- the parallels

- holy shit three year time skip

- oh ok koyuki is better now

- OMG THEY DO LIKE EACH OTHER AAAAAAAAA THEYRE SO SWEET AND SHES SO NERVOUS AND HES SO NERVOUS

- OH HES GONNA SAY YES TO THE MARRIAGE PROPOSAL

- HES GONNA FOLLOW HIS DADS SUICIDE NOTE AND LIVE A GOOD LIFE

- HE EVEN VISITED THE GRAVE HELP

- WAIT SHIT NO HES A DEMON SOMETHING GOES WRONG

- NONONONONO WAIT SHIT I WAS ACTUALLY SORT OF STARTING TO LIKE THESE TWO

- OMG HES ADMITTING THAT THEYRE HIS TWO FAVOURITE PEOPLE

- wait whats this abt poison

- WAIT WHAT POISON

- THIS IS TURNING VERY FAST WHAT THE FUCK

- WHAT THEY WERE BOTH POISONED AND FUCKING DIED WHAT

- BECAUSE OF THE FREAKING DOJO WTFFFFFF

- I- I NEED TO THINK ABOUT THIS

- ok were back and ready to react

- wait what promise

- CALLBACK TO THE FIREWORKS

- ohh shes saying she wants to watch the fireworks with akaza next year and the year after too... oh shit she died.

- damn so both their parents killed themselves bc of their kids

- ohhh this is so sweet but sad knowing she just died

- AND HE PROMISED TO PROTECT HER BUT OH NOOOOOO

- OH SHIT HES KILLING THEM ALL WITH HIS BARE HANDS

- DAMN THATS BRUTAL AND TWISTED OF AKAZA

- BUT DAMN THIS IS HIS WAY OF MOURNING HOLY FUCK

- EVERY SINGLE STUDENT OF THE RIVAL DOJO?!?!?!?!!??!

- HOLY SHIT ITS MUZAN JACKSON

- DO THE MOONWALK PLS

- OH SHIT THIS IS WHEN MUZAN WAS THINKING ABOUT MAKING THE TWELVE KIZUKI

- OH SHIT AKAZA RLY SAID MOVE BITCH TO MUZAN

- HE PUNCHED AKAZA I REPEAT HE PUNCHED THROUGH AKAZAS SKULL

- i feel like this is sad because it wasnt even muzans fault that the two of them died it was just poison

- he even admits it out loud himself that his own story is sad help

- hes even completely ok with the fact he wont go to the same place as the three most important people in the world to him

- and giyuu is just standing there

- lmao tanjiro is just always yelling for demons to stop

- wait what tanjiro ur sword-???

- oh shit it slipped from his grip

- sorry i snorted at the fact that tanjiro decked akaza in the face instead

- i think im gonna stop there the backstory is over

- i feel horribly empty inside after finishing that chapter

- think i might just go cry

current thoughts on akaza: damn i understand why ppl are so sad about this, holy shit this is so sad like i have no words im probably gonna have to come back to this post tomorrow to give my thoughts after thinking about this all night

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ashes-writing · 2 years

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Ryan Wolfe (CSI) headcanons request... About him having a baby girl :)

Yes, hello hi, i am.. Totally here for this, holy shit. I loved this so much when you sent it to me like.. It filled me with glee. I had a blast writing these out. It took a while bc I got carried away, oops rip.

Warnings: not really, tbh. Floofiest of fluff?

Tag List: @beardedbarba and I'll go ahead and throw a cautionary tag out to @justmeandanoverdrive while I'm at it.

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✯ The second you figure out you’re pregnant, holy shit.. Be prepared to be smothered. Worried and fussed over. Babied no matter how many times you try to tell the man you can handle smaller tasks so long as you’re not stressed.

✯ He doesn’t miss a single appointment with the doctors / specialists / ob gyn. Whatever it is, he’s there. Holding your hand. Sweet talking and complimenting you.

✯ Probably opened the window / walked outside and shouted “I’m gonna be a dad.” when you took that first unofficial test and he saw those lines. Probably also got into a verbal confrontation with the neighbors who didn’t take kindly to being woken up at a little after two am. He’s so happy, it’s like.. Look, I am here to tell you, the guy just wants his own little love story and when this happens he’s overjoyed.

✯ Talks to your bump. Sings to it even though he can’t sing for crap. Baby seems to enjoy though because for a while there, baby only gets real active and happy when they hear daddy.

✯ And now to baby’s arrival. House is perfectly up to code, baby proofed and the nursery is all ready to go like… Months before the kid even arrives. So when it’s go time everything is ready, right? Right? Well.. aside from the fact that he got so excited and caught up that he nearly left you standing there in the lobby of your building and had to come back and he was apologizing the whole damn time and again on the way to the hospital.

✯ She’s a little girl and the second he lays eyes on her he is smitten. Oh my god, you actually have to ask him to let you have a little time with her and it’s so cute. He’s down in the nursery of the hospital with her every chance he gets when he’s not by your side and still waiting on you hand and foot because you just pushed a human being out of your lady bits and he’s like… Determined to make life as easy as possible.

✯ Let’s skip back to the birth though for a second. I feel like he was right there in the room. Freaking out a bit but still right there. Damn near loses his lunch when he happens to get a glimpse of what’s happening down below, but he refuses to leave. You squeeze his hand so hard it nearly breaks but he grits his teeth and he takes it in stride. Encouraging you.

✯ That little girl has daddy Ryan wrapped around her finger from the second he looks at her, oh my god. All she has to do is give him a little look and he’s putty in her hands. To be fair, he’s the same way with you.

✯But they’re so much alike, oh my god. So stubborn. Both of them filled to the brim with sass you come to find out in her later years. They don’t argue, it’s more of a stony silent standoff. Ryan gets better at not giving in to her every whim but like… when they do butt heads, it ends with both of them kind of walking away to cool down for a few hours.

✯ God above help the boy she brings home. Because Ryan -and probably Eric, other male co workers, they’re gonna do everything they can to be intimidating as hell when she first brings the guy home to meet her parents. It’s not in a weird way, but it’s like.. Ryan just doesn’t want his little girl to be hurt. Fun fact here, he absolutely hated to see her get injured / hurt feelings or anything that might upset her , so the protectiveness stems from that. He works in a field where he sees just how nasty the world -and some men, can be and like.. He’s definitely the one asking questions. Trying to figure out of the two of you know the guys parents and shit. Once he warms up to the boy she’s brought home, he eases up.

✯ I feel like he’d encourage anything she showed interest in. But if she ever came to him and said she wanted to work in law enforcement, he’d tell her he was proud and happy she wanted to but he’d also try to talk her out of it. He’d sit her down and tell her the reality of working in the field. The truth, the good, the bad and the ugly. If she decided she still wanted to do it after hearing what he had to say, he’d talk to somebody at the station and try to arrange things so that she could shadow someone. Mind you, someone in a much safer part of the field than a beat cop or even what he does, a CSI.

✯ I jumped ahead, I’m sorry. I’m just picturing them when she’s a baby. He likes to get up to go sit with her at night. He’ll rock her back to sleep. He tells her stories and once, he got up to get her bottle and a clean diaper during the night and you walked down the hallway to be greeted with the sight of him holding her on his hip and kind of dancing with her in the kitchen. And when she gets a little older, they have this tradition where she gets up and has a glass of milk and a bowl of oatmeal or cereal with him before he goes in to work in the morning. He also makes it a point to stop by her bedroom when he comes home from work. It’s the first thing he does before coming down the hall to get in bed with you and just hold you.

✯ I don’t think he’d stop at one kid, tbh. I can see him having her and then a little while later being all ‘I want more, babe.”. Definitely.

✯ Has so many pictures of ‘his girls’ strewn around his workspace in the lab. So many. And her artwork is framed in fancy frames, holy shit.

✯ He definitely takes her on take your kid to work days if they had one. And everybody in the lab adores her.

✯ I remember them mentioning that he may or may not have OCD tendencies. I think if those cropped up in his daughter he’d be so kind and patient. He’d work with her to find ways to ease the distress that comes along with the whole thing sometimes. He’d definitely get pissed off at teachers who seem to get annoyed by what they’ve deemed to be her little ‘quirks’.

✯ Goes to every single parent night he can make it to without work getting in the way. Knows literally all the teachers and also knows which ones do not pass his personal vibe check. He’s a very hands on and involved father because he just loves his lil girl so much.

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ariaisabitch · 2 years

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LOVE IS BLIND

S3 ep3

alright we're off to an intimidating start. Andrew's proposing and her face is not very convincing.

She's gonna say no. Oh god. Please don't. NOOO SHES SAYING NO. Ffs.

"Not forever" girl that fucking hurts. Holy shit. and she's smiling. Ok maybe her and Baurtise are meant to be. Nvm.

"Too calm and collected" ?? You mean, he has his life together? NOT THE EYE DROPS BROOOO that's sad

"I didn't think i could care for someone that would bring me to tears" This man just dropping deep shit left and right.

"Why are we so goofy?" that gave me an ick

Dude is it bad that I wanna skip this? LMAO I'm so judgmental. I'm also just eating a sandwich while watching and typing this, so i've gotten mushed cheese on my phone now.

AHHH YES ITS RAVEN AND SK OMG OMG EVERYONE CALM DOWN

she's so hot

this is such a cute montage

what is in his pocket wait hold up it's colorful

that ring is very extra. love that

Dude. Who came up with the ring thing? Like who decided that's how people propose now?

AHHH THEYRE MEETING HILD MY HAND

Omg his fuckin face. This is very awkward m. Ok maybe not anymore. This man is so precious. Can we give him a giant ass hug?

Did this bitch just pout at me? Sorry, I shouldn't call her a bitch that's mean.

Why do I just hate everyone this season? LOL

Dude the relief she felt when he said he was getting on one knee. That's amazing. Ok, this is kinda sweet.

Dude, my mind switches so easily LOLLL

Ohhh.. yay... Nancy and Bartise...My favorite couple. Dude his voice annoys me so much and idek why.

Nancy's lil dance was so cute.

"i'm not the prettiest one in the crowd" Girl, if you don't look in the damn mirror.

She's so short. I thought she was a lot taller for some reason.

Do they just like pick out the rings before the show or something? Or do they tell the producers what ring they want when they're about to propose.

Matt and Colleen. Alright. I feel neutral about them rn.

"My profile is a big insecurity" *camera shows her profile*

Awwww that was such a cute meeting. Both of their reactions and the kiss. Alright, fine. I'm easing up to them.

Dude did every guy say "Got something for you" when they showed the ring?

THE FINGER BITE

Ok this is very very cute. NVM DID HE JUST STICK HIS TONGUE OUT WHEN SHE TURNED AROUND? omg

RESORT TIME? LETS GOOO

This resort is gorgeous, my god.

Alexa and Brennon seem more like good friends ngl.

Dude i just completely zoned out for the whole colleen and matt thing. They're cuddling outside, that's so cute. I wanna be held like that, bro. Did you see him rubbing her head like that? omg

Ok back to Alexa and Brennon. That tree is gorgeous on so many levels. They seem so awkward, im sorry. I have to say it. Like emotionally, yes they're great. But they seem very disconnected, physically. Could just be me. idk.

oh... yay... Cole... He makes me so uncomfortable. Ok nvm THIS is awkward.

Where's SK? I don't gaf about Bartise. Future Mrs bathing suit is kinda iconic. That's a tiny ass bath for two people tho.

This girl is talking about unclogging toilets while in a tub with a man. This girl.... THE SCRUBBER??

Sk now? SK? YEAAAAA SK AND RAVENNN. Her eyes are gorgeous. I just have a crush on Raven. Why's she got makeup on when laying down in the bed? WHY IS THERE JUST A SHOT OF HER FEET EW GET THAT SHIT OFF

SK is such a sweetheart omg.

Back to Colleen. She's just wrapped around him.. like damn. Alright then. Ngl this season is really boring me.

Why does Cole seem so standoffish now? Huh? And he's calling her standoffish? I'm so confused with these two. They're so tense.

#love is blind #netflix #season 3 #love is blind season 3 #reactions #streaming #twitch

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taestefully-in-luv · 3 years

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Always You | JJK (Seven)

Summary: you and Jungkook have been best friends since freshmen year of college, there’s a lot of unsaid feelings and tension but neither make a move. what happens when his friend Taehyung (also your crush) needs a fake girlfriend?

Pairing: Jungkook x Female reader

Genre: friends to lovers, idiots to lovers, slight slow burn, roommate au, college au, SMUT (starting ch2), fluff, angst (in later chapters) slight crack, lots of drama

Word Count: 10.1k

Warnings: Swearing, alcohol consumption, sexual tension (!!!), mention of erection, heated make out, marking, grinding, mentions of suicide:( (If this makes you uncomfortable pls skip), mentions of cheating, quick blowjob, swallowing,

Notes: sorry this chapter is shorter than the last! But we only have 2 chapters left guys! And they are long!!! Sorry in advance lol. Hope you guys enjoy this chapter:) Anyway feel free to send an ask if you want to be added to the taglist or just want to chat about the story:)

Taglist: @mooniyooni @thisartemisnevermisses @giadalin @kookiebunny097 @cosmosjk @moonchild1 @just-jeon @anpanman-sonyeondan @starlight-night0 @yessii-i @apollukee @mikasaredscarf1 @kaye-rosales @bunnyjeonjk @dyriddle @seagulljk @hass-mich-los @peachy-skz0325 @wonusbitch @not-your-lion @flowersgirl02 @justinetingball @fiantomartell

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Jungkook runs his finger through your hair, his mouth hot on your neck as he leaves behind what feels like a million, slow kisses. You taste sweet and he’s reminded of the first time he got to do this with you and his heart swells at the memory. He feels you grind against him, making him impossibly harder as he grinds back. Your moans fill his ears and it sounds like a chorus of sweet, sweet music to him, he can’t help but grin into his kisses. Suddenly, the image of him kissing down your throat becomes blurry and the sound of your whines echo in the distance. He must be waking up.

Jungkook feels you hovering over him with shocked eyes and he can’t help but wonder what’s gotten into you. He can feel his head beginning to throb from the inevitable hang over that wishes to visit and he raises a hand over it. You continue to look down at him and that’s when he notices it. Them. The hickeys that spread across your skin and he goes absolutely pale.

He looks back at you with wide eyes but he can’t help but feel pride bloom all throughout his body as he looks at how he has marked you but those petals quickly shrivel up when he realizes how badly he must have messed up.

“Oh fuck.” He says under his breath.

“Yeah. ‘Oh fuck’” you repeat back.

Jungkook lifts himself up, leaning on his arms as he takes another look at the bruises that cover your skin. He releases a shaky breath contemplating what to say.

“Drunk.” His eyes slide to the side, “We were really…drunk.”

You narrow your eyes for a split second then look at him with ease,

“Yeah…right…drunk.” You quickly agree.

Jungkook and you share a moment of a silence, admiring one another’s work on the other. You hesitantly reach out, your fingers coming in contact with the side of his neck, brushing against his soft skin.

“This ones huge…I’m sorry.” You say, not sounding entirely sorry. A slight smirk graces your features.

“Ha, you don’t look very sorry.” Jungkook grabs a hold of your hand, “Plus, you don’t even want to see what I did to you.”

You retreat your hand back to touch your own skin, you shuffle out of the sheets and stand from the bed. You walk towards the little mirror over by Jungkook’s closet and take a look.

You audibly gasp, the purple marks that spread across your neck and collarbone are ones for the books.

“What the hell Jeon! How am I supposed to walk out of here today! Everyone’s going to see this!” you gesture towards yourself. “Oh my god.” You turn back to look in the mirror. “This is horrible.”

Jungkook leaves the bed to join you at the mirror,

“Holy shit.” He looks at himself, “I’m not any better!” he throws his hands up but he’s laughing. He’s fucking laughing! You watch in disbelief as he chuckles the fucking day away.

You watch him and you can’t help but start to laugh too. This is just so ridiculous.

“Wait wait…” Jungkook calms down, suddenly becoming serious. “We didn’t do anything else…right?”

“Why are you looking at me like that? Shouldn’t you also remember?”

“You’re the girl! Can’t you like tell…if we…” He motions his hands between your bodies.

“Oh my god. No, we didn’t do anything else. Do you really not remember everything?” you ask with a frown.

“I feel like I do…but I was just being you know, sure.”

Jungkook wishes he could remember everything in great detail but the reality is he was really drunk and some moments are hazier than others. Which is a fucking shame because he wants to remember the first moment you caressed his skin to his lips on yours.

“Do you remember everything?”

“I remember enough.” You admit.

You were drunk, yes. But the memory of you and Jungkook is almost crystal clear and fresh in your mind.

“Bottom line is…we were really drunk and drunk people do stuff like that all the time.” Your hands go to your hips, “I mean, I’ve literally made out with Trina before. Don’t feel special.” You wink, your tone is light and teasing and Jungkook finds you amusing.

“Just two drunk idiots.” Jungkook grins. “So no acting weird.”

“I won’t be weird, will you?”

“I’ll try my best.” He chuckles.

“I’m serious Jungkook, we can be cool about this…” you give him a smile, “It’s not like we haven’t—”

“Stop…” Jungkook lifts his hand up, “I get it.” He chuckles awkwardly.

Your small smile fades, your heart pinches. He never wants to talk about it, did he hate it that much?

“Right…” You begin walking closer towards him and he steps back, your heart pinching once again. “Well, lend me a fucking turtle neck or something so I can get outta here.”

Jungkook smirks down at you as he walks to his closet.

“Fine. Hopefully I have two…I have a black and a white one right?” he asks you from inside his closet.

“Shit, I think I have your white one at my place…”

“I don’t think Nick owns any…”

“Why do you need one? Just stay home today.”

“I’m supposed to meet Vanessa later…”

Your heart doesn’t just pinch this time, it sinks. Deep down into your lower belly until its falling to the ground.

“Oh.”

“I’ll find a scarf or some shit.”

“I’ll bring you your white one, don’t worry.”

“Really? Thanks y/n.” Jungkook walks out of his closet smiling at you, his black turtle neck draped over his arm. “Here.” He hands it over to you.

“Turn around.”

Jungkook raises a brow at you until realization hits him.

“Okay.” He whispers out.

You quickly change into the long sleeve shirt and let Jungkook know he can turn back around.

“I feel like I should make you breakfast or something…” Jungkook scratches the back of his neck, standing here awkwardly.

“Really Jungkook?” you laugh out, “And what would you make me?”

“I think Nick has some toaster waffles.” Jungkook offers with a grin.

“I’m good. I’m gonna head out but I will be back with your shirt!”

“Sounds good, I’ll walk you out.”

You two nod at one another, exiting the bedroom and walking towards the front door. You stop to say goodbye and Jungkook steps into your space, wrapping his arms around you.

“See you in a bit.” He whispers.

“Yeah.” You pull back and smile at him. “See you in a bit.”

~~~~~

“Why the fuck are you wearing a black turtle neck in the middle of August?”

It’s Trina, if you haven’t guessed. It’s the first thing you hear when you step into your apartment, she is over to hang with Holly you’re assuming.

“I was a bit chilly.” You lie through your teeth, giving her a strained smile.

“Take it off.” Trina commands.

“Trina…” Holly warns softly, she’s got her hand on Trina’s shoulder and you can’t help but giggle.

“Wait, your date was last night, right? With this ‘Min Yoongi’? Ooooh, did things go well?” Trina whistles out.

“It wasn’t a date, I already told you…” you whine as you walk into the living room, sitting on the sofa.

“But it did go well! I had a really nice time.” You admit softly, smiling at the memory of your ‘thank you outing’. “He’s so cool and so sweet.” Your eyes light up, “He owns the record shop a few shops away from the bakery!”

“Owns it? Like it’s his?” Holly asks, she shares a pleased smile with Trina.

“Yes, like it’s his.”

“He sounds like a man. Marry him.” Trina gives you an aggresive thumbs up.

“Chill dude.” You laugh. “I think he and I could become really good friends…and…”

“And?”

“Well, you never know.” Your eyes shift to the side as you smirk. “The world is full of mystery.”

Trina smiles brightly, “So you’re saying there’s a chance?”

“I’m saying that there’s not not a chance…”

“I’LL TAKE IT!” Trina lifts up Holly’s hand and high fives herself with it. “Whatever isn’t Jungkook.” She finishes with a grin and you feel your whole body go stiff.

“Trina…” you frown, “I really don’t like when you say stuff like that. Jungkook is a good person. He just…he messed up, yes. But he’s trying.”

“He hurt you.” Trina’s tone goes serious. “How could you forgive him for that?”

“I’m trying too. But I am able to try because I know him…he wouldn’t just hurt me without him having his own reasons…and I love him, T. Like as friends, of course but also…”

“I know.” Trina goes soft, “I know.”

Holly clasps her hands together, “And that’s that! How about we make some food and chit chat some more over some mimosas!”

“I love that idea.” You say.

“But seriously girl, please go change out of that turtle neck…you’re making me sweat just looking at you.” Trina says.

Right, the turtle neck. You told Jungkook you would drop off his white one…well, you gotta find it first.

“Okay, but I have to run an errand first then we can hang.”

“An errand?” Both girls look at you quizzically.

“Don’t worry about it.” Great, now you sound like Jungkook.

~~~~~

Within the hour you are quickly dropping off Jungkook’s shirt off at his place and going back to yours. He answered the door in nothing but his towel again and you tried so hard not to drool. You recall the night before when your fingers were dragging down his chest and his toned stomach. You felt every ab beneath your fingertips. Fuck, that felt good. You’re home now, you shake your head trying to rid yourself of thoughts of Jungkook’s body. But with a body like that? It’s so so hard. Just like how he was…STOP. You shake off these thoughts and try to pay attention to what Holly is saying.

“—And then I turned it in anyway and still got an A!”

“That’s amazing Holly.” You say, trying to act like you weren’t just having impure thoughts.

“Yeah, you totally kick ass.” Trina says.

You girls are a few mimosas in, you feel the champagne starting to work its wonderful magic on you but unfortunately it is making you start to sweat. You want to take off this damn turtleneck.

“I’ll be right back.” You say quickly before retreating to your bedroom. You find a baggy t-shirt and slip it on. This feels much better! But god damn. These marks on your skin are something else. You rush to the bathroom and try to cover some with makeup but it’s hardly helping. Fuck.

“Welp, maybe they won’t notice.” You whisper to yourself.

You walk back out into the living room and you notice both Holly and Trina’s eyes go comically wide.

“Wow, that date did go better than you thought!” Trina starts whooping and hollering.

“Wow y/n.” Holly really does look shocked.

Okay, so maybe they did notice. You feel so self conscious all of the sudden, your hands flying up to your neck to cover yourself.

“It’s—It’s not what it looks like.” You stammer out.

“It looks like this Yoongi guy is really into marking!” Trina yells out with a grin.

“Yoongi is really into marking…” Holly eyes you with horror in her eyes.

“Yoongi! Yoongi! Yoongi!” Trina begins chanting, she looks over at Holly and lightly taps her thigh to get her to start chanting the name as well.

“Guys…” You whine into your hands, “It wasn’t Yoongi.” You must be admitting that because you’ve had a few mimosas.

Silence. The room falls undeniably quiet.

“Wait what?” Trina asks, her wide grin beginning to fade.

“Did you meet with someone else last night?” Holly begins to pry.

“Did you go to a bar or something and meet a rando?”

“Did you bump into someone on the street?”

“Did you call up and old boyfriend? An old hookup?”

“Guys!” You yell out, “I met up with Jungkook last night!”

Once again, the room goes silent.

“You what?” Trina asks plainly, “What does that have to do with the hickeys on your neck?”

“Really Trina?” your head falls into your hands, “We kind of…”

“You guys fucked? Really?” Trina’s serious tone is back.

“No! We just got really drunk and made out! That’s it!”

“But is that really it for you?” To your surprise, it’s Holly who asks this.

“It’s fine. We were just drunk. We decided not to be weird about it. And we won’t.”

“How can you be sure of that?” Trina asks, her voice gone soft.

“Because I will text him in a few days, he’s going to text back. Or I’ll call and he will answer like normal. I’ll ask to hang out or something and we will just be two friends who hang. It will go just like that!”

Except it doesn’t go like that at all. A few days pass and you decided to text Jungkook in the morning after you woke up. You don’t expect to hear back from him for a couple of hours since he will probably sleep in. But hours and hours go by and it’s the afternoon now and you still haven’t heard from him.

“You have reached the voicemail box of…” You click the end button on your phone again for like, the 6thtime. Why isn’t Jungkook answering? It’s a Wednesday afternoon, you know you remember him saying he had today off for some reason so what is he up to? Even if he was with Vanessa, would he really ignore you like this? 6 calls in a row?

You decide to try Jimin, maybe they’re together. You look him up in your ‘Favorites’ and click clack away to calling him. After several rings the boy finally answers,

“Hey.” He says somewhat out of breath, “I’m working, what’s up?”

“Hey it’s nothing really…” you begin, “But have you heard from Jungkook…? I can’t get a hold of him…”

“Huh? No? Maybe he’s just, I don’t know, busy babe.” You can hear Jimin directing some poor child of his wrong moves on the other side of the phone.

“Look, I gotta go. But just try again in a little while, okay?”

“Can you try calling him for me?”

“Huh? Uh, sure. I’ll let you know later. Love you, bye.” Jimin hangs up and you’re left with your phone to your ear, talking to no one.

It’s Wednesday evening now, you and Holly are sharing a pie while watching some weird show on Netflix that Holly insists is good. You’re three episodes in and you’re starting to wonder when the ‘good’ part happens. It’s mostly just been weird but Holly seems invested in it. You’re trying to keep your mind busy, the thought of Jungkook making you feel antsy. You just wanted to call and see if he wanted to chill together…to prove things aren’t going to be weird between you two. Is he really going to be so fucking immature? Big deal, you made out. But to go this far to ignore you? You can’t help but feel so fucking anxious. He won’t ghost you again right?

You mindlessly stick your fork in the pie repeatedly when you feel your phone buzz. Thank God, some sort of reason to look away from this show, you think.

Jimin 6:22pm

Hey, I got a hold of Jungkook…

What the hell? So he answered to Jimin?!

Jimin 6:22pm

It’s probably best to let him be today babe, today is…not a good day

You click off your phone and throw it on the cushion to your side because what the hell does that mean? Not a good day? If he’s not having a good day then shouldn’t he like, lean on you? Wait, you’re asking for too much right? You mean, you’re the one who set boundaries. But if he’s having a bad day why ignore you? You throw the fork in the pie and set it next to Holly, she looks at you mortified that you would just throw your fucking fork. You stand to your feet and start heading to your room.

“Uh, where are you going? Things are just getting good.” Holly whines.

“I’ll be back in a little while Hol, just gotta do something real quick.” You call out from behind you, entering your room to change into some clean clothes.

Once you’re ready you grab your purse and your keys and head towards the front door, and out to your car.

It’s a really quick drive to Jungkook’s apartment, he lives so close to you it’s ridiculous. He couldn’t find an apartment that was further away from his old one? Well, still…you’re grateful it’s a short drive. You wonder how you’ll confront Jungkook. He isn’t the best at opening up so you have to go about this strategically. But knowing you, you’ll be anything but strategic. It’s just with Jungkook you really have to force it out of him—whatever it is. Even then you may get nothing.

You find a parking spot a little a ways from the building, it’s a nice refreshing two minute walk to get inside to find and ride the elevator. You remember riding this elevator with nick and oh god, cringe. You cringe so fucking hard. Speak of the devil, he’s who answers the front door after your insistent knocking.

“Oh hey y/n. What’s up?” Nick’s eyes dart from you to the rest of the hallway. “Is it just you?” he asks, “Jungkook isn’t here…”

“Can I wait inside until he gets home?” you blurt out.

“Uh, sure…” Nick opens the door wider for you to enter. You breeze past him, taking off your shoes at the entrance and make your way to the couch. Damn, you are a woman on a mission.

“Can I get you some water?” Nick offers as he closes the door.

“Sure.”

Nick comes into the living room with a glass full of water and you couldn’t be more grateful. You didn’t even realize how dry your mouth has gotten, the anticipation of Jungkook’s arrival making you nervous.

“Do you know where he went?” you take the glass from Nick and gulp down like half the glass. “He hasn’t answered me all day.”

“Wait, he doesn’t know you’re here?” Nick asks in panicked surprise. “Should you really be here? He might be with Vanessa or like, coming back with her…”

“It’s fine. I’m waiting, is that okay?” you nibble on your lips, waiting for his response.

“Yeah, I guess.” Nick shrugs, “I’ll be in my room if that’s okay? You can watch whatever on TV or like, whatever.” He smiles at you, gesturing towards the TV.

“I’ll be fine Nick.” You smile back.

More than an hour passes, a god damn miserable hour of you sitting on Jungkook and Nicks couch when you finally hear the front door being unlocked. Jungkook.

You straighten up when you hear the door beginning to open, the soft creak sounding a million times louder in your ears.

Jungkook walks through and you notice he is alone, and you sigh in relief. His shoulders are slumped and his head hangs low as he takes his shoes off and you immediately sink in your spot. What’s with him? So, you stand to your feet and clear your throat and he doesn’t even flinch. He just continues walking inside, finding his way into the kitchen. You watch as he opens up a cabinet and reaches for a glass, next he’s fishing the fridge for some fresh water and filling up his cup. He takes a few sips of his water before his dark eyes find you.

“What are you doing here?” his low voice sends a shiver down your spine.

“You went ghost on me today…I was worried.” You leave the living room to walk into the kitchen as well.

“I…” he begins as he sets the glass on the counter. “I didn’t ghost you.”

“How could I be so sure?” you step closer to him, “How come you answered Jimin but not me?”

Jungkook’s eyes widen at your words, like a deer caught in headlights. He blinks at you repeatedly until he tries forming words.

“It’s nothing personal.” He settles for. “Can we talk tomorrow, y/n?”

“Where did you go today?” God, why do you sound like some weird, possessive girlfriend? You cringe at your own words.

“It doesn’t matter.” Jungkook’s eyes darken again, his voice low.

“It matters to me.”

Jungkook looks down at the floor and you notice him take a few deep breaths, like he is struggling to find a steady one.

“Talk to me, Jungkook.” You reach out to him, your fingers finding his and he flinches at your touch. “What’s wrong? Please talk to me.”

“I….” Jungkook’s voice cracks and you wish you could bring him in to hug you but you don’t. You just let him continue.

“I…have nothing to say.”

Oh. Of course. Of fucking course. Of course Jungkook chooses to stay silent. Of course he chooses not to talk to you.

“Is it Vanessa?” you finally find the courage to ask, “Did you two break—”

“No, we’re fine.” He cuts in. Jungkook frees himself from your hand and looks up at you with a strained smile, “I’m fine, y/n.”

Now, you shouldn’t feel upset. Or angry. But you do, you fucking do. It’s been almost 4 years of this same bullshit where he cannot open up to you and its starting to feel insulting.

“You’re…” you step closer to him again but he takes a step back until he’s backed into the counter. “You aren’t fine. Please talk to me, Jungkook.” You try to say calmly but you think the rage is a little evident in your voice.

“Nothing to talk about.”

“Is it because I’m a girl?”

Jungkook tilts his head to the side, not knowing what you mean by that. Yeah, that was a stupid thing to assume but you aren’t smart right now.

“You can’t confide in girls because you have trust issues? You know, because of your mom…how she left you…”

“Stop.”

“That’s it right?” You volume increases as your anger shows, “Are you fucking serious? When have I ever made you feel like you couldn’t trust me? When have I ever fucking left you?”

“Shut up.”

“No! And yeah your mom left you so you like, don’t trust girls I guess but god damn, Jungkook maybe it’s time to get over—”

“I said shut up!” Jungkook’s voice rises to a volume you have never experienced with him before.

“Have you tried looking for her?” you continue to speak, not realizing you are making everything worse.

“I know where she is.” He states, his nostrils flaring.

You flail your arms around, “Then go fucking talk to her.”

Jungkook looks at you with an unreadable expression, his shoulders to his ears and his fists balled up at his sides. He’s quiet. Too quiet. His breaths are beyond shaky and you finally notice it.

Jungkook’s eyes are glossed over and you think you may have gone too far. His lip begins trembling and he tries to speak but no words come out. He struggles to speak to you and it makes you blink at him like an idiot. Why can’t he speak?

“Jung—”

Jungkook lifts a hand up to stop you from talking any further. He inhales sharp breaths and releases shaky ones. His eyes are full of tears but none fall. He stares down at the ground just trying to do something as easy as breathing, but he falls short.

“Jung—”

“Please.” He croaks out. Jungkook walks to the couch and sits down, his head falling into his hands and you aren’t entirely sure at first but after a few moments you really realize…he is softly and quietly crying. Your Jungkook who never cries in front of anyone is sitting on his living room couch crying. You’re speechless. You also don’t know what to do. Do you try to comfort him? Do you leave him alone? But how could you leave him alone when he sits on his fucking living room couch sniffling away?

You hesitantly walk towards the sofa and take a seat next to him. He doesn’t lift his head to look at you, just continues crying into his hands. You don’t have to think about it, you reach your hand to rub soothing circles on his back and start whispering words of comfort in his ear.

Several moments pass when Jungkook finally lifts his head from his hands, but he still doesn’t look at you.

“Mom…” he clears his throat. “Mom didn’t just leave us. She left everything. She left me.”

“I know Jungkook…I’m sorry… I just lashed out on you, you can heal at your own pace and if she wants to see you again, she will.” You continue to rub his back.

“No, you don’t get it.” Jungkook murmurs. “Mom was hurting a lot. You know?” he begins to get choked up, his throat burning.

“Dad cheated, yes. But he was also neglectful of her and she was in a lot of pain,” he sniffs repeatedly, wiping his nose on his sleeve.

“She felt like she had no one, not even me.” Jungkook face scrunches up as he resists more tears.

“She couldn’t even rely on me.”

Fuck. You know where this is going. It is all starting to make sense.

“Mom killed herself when I was 16.” Jungkook finally says, his voice barely above a whisper, like he was too afraid to say it out loud. Like it made it more real.

“Dad didn’t take it well…he started drinking and I rarely saw him around…I had to take care of myself.” Jungkook finally lets the tears fall.

“I hated him. I still do.” Jungkook clenches his jaw.

You sit on the couch unable to comprehend what Jungkook has gone through. You feel like the biggest bitch alive. You forced your best friend to reopen his wounds in front of you and you had the audacity to pour salt in them.

“Jungkook I’m so—”

“Forget it.” He’s quick to cut you off. You stare at him with wide eyes, your own tears staining your cheeks.

“Please leave me alone for a while.” He whispers and immediately you stop him from rising from the couch.

“No!” you pull him back down. He doesn’t even resist, he falls back to your side and you lead his head to rest on your beating chest.

“I’m here for you, Jungkook.”

And that’s it. That’s what it took for Jungkook to scrunch and twist his face until more tears begin flowing out of his swollen eyes. He cries into your shirt, wetting the material.

“It’s okay, it’s okay.” You pat his head, your fingers weaving through his dark locks.

Jungkook cries like this for several minutes, until he’s wiping away his tears and snot with his shirt sleeve. He rises from your chest and looks at you with a painful expression.

“Today is mom’s birthday.” He admits.

Fuck.

“I went to her grave today…” he sniffles, “I’m sorry I couldn’t tell you before. It’s just…” he starts crying again, “Saying it out loud. Makes it real, don’t you think?” His face is swollen and puffy from his tears and you can’t stop your own tears from sliding down your cheeks.

“Jungkook, I’m so, so sorry.” You feel awful. You can’t even fathom what he has gone through…

“It’s okay, this was bound to happen eventually right?” he laughs awkwardly, snot still dripping from his nose.

“I shouldn’t have forced it out of you…God, I am so sorry.”

“I…” Jungkook’s eyes refill with tears as he tries to speak again, “I’m sorry I didn’t tell you before, I really am. I tried so many times but I just couldn’t say it out loud. I just couldn’t.” The tears fall down his face once again, “I tried.” He begins to cry harder. “I really tried y/n.”

You heart breaks. This is a sight you never want to see again but if anyone has to see it you want it to be you.

“Baby…” you whisper. “I’m here. I’ll always be here.”

“You’d never leave me…right?” Jungkook chokes on his words as he speaks. “I couldn’t handle it.”

You shut your eyes as you think about what Jungkook has gone through. You think about why he’s been so closed off and why he has troubles with people sometimes—especially girls.

“I wouldn’t ever leave you.” You say in promise. “You’re too important to me.”

Jungkook’s face falls back into your chest, he cries into your shirt for several more minutes as you rub his back and play with his hair.

“Wasn’t I important to mom too?” You hear him whisper.

Your heart breaks even more.

“Of course you were, Jungkook.” You try to save, “I know she must have loved you a lot.”

“Then why?”

“She must of thought you were going to be strong enough without her…” Your fingers thread through his hair again, “And you are. But you know, you aren’t completely without her…” Your hand goes to his chest, over his beating heart.

“She’s here too, with you.”

And with that, Jungkook sobs harder. Like, it’s the first time he’s cried over this. And you wonder if it is. He’s gripping on to your shirt so tightly as he releases intense sob after the other. Your heart continues to fucking break.

“I’m here. I’m here.”

It’s been quiet the last 30 minutes, neither you nor Jungkook have spoken. He’s not even crying anymore, just lightly sniffling every now and then. You wonder if he has fallen asleep. You wouldn’t be surprised, all that crying will take out all the energy out of a person…

You lean your head down to get a look at Jungkook’s peaceful face…he is sleeping. You feel yourself relax as you continue to play with his hair. He needs the rest, you think.

You feel your own eye lids getting heavy and you let yourself fall asleep as well. Jungkook snuggles deeper into your side, his face nuzzling in your chest and you hold him tighter. You two sleep like this for many hours until you’re being woken up at the sound of the blender going.

The living room is lit up with sunlight and your eyes blink lazily. You realize Jungkook isn’t sleeping with you anymore and you start to panic. Where did he go? Then the blender goes off again and you decide to stand from the couch, even though your body feels so heavy.

Jungkook is in the kitchen when you walk over, he’s got his back turned to you and you creep up behind him.

“Boo.” You say, wrapping your arms around him.

“When will you realize that will never work on me?” Jungkook lightly chuckles, “Sorry to wake you up. I figure I could make us some fruit smoothies.” He turns around in your hold. You eye him up and notice how puffy his eyes are and you feel your heart drop.

“Fruit smoothie sounds delicious.” You squeeze him tighter and Jungkook laughs a wonderful laugh. It’s loud and full and filled with joy.

“Hug me back.”

Jungkook smiles down at you and circles his arms around your waist, “Sorry, sorry.”

You smile back up at him and lean your head on his body, he feels so warm it could melt you.

“About last night…” Jungkook begins pulling away from you, “I’m sorry I kind of…”

“You don’t have to apologize.” You cut in. “It’s my fault.”

“No y/n…I’m glad things happened the way they did. I actually feel so much better.” He admits, “Lighter, even.”

“Oh? Well, good. But I am still so fucking sorry.”

“It’s okay baby.” He goes back in to hug you tighter. You feel his strong arms hold on to you and you want to stay like this forever. You would if you could. But—

“Shit. What time is it?” You step back from him, digging in your pocket for your phone. “Holy hell, I’m going to be late for work.”

“Then get going. I’ll text you later?” Jungkook asks with hope filling his eyes.

“Yeah.” You smile.

~~~~~~

Work was lame as usual, nothing eventful happened. Yoongi must have been too busy at the shop today since he didn’t come in for cookies. You decide you will go see him at the record shop tomorrow but for now…you’re dealing with something else—someone else.

“Oh? You thought Trina wouldn’t tell me?” It’s Jimin. He’s sitting on the edge of your bed with a popsicle between his lips. “Huh Miss Hickeys?”

“Jimin.” You drag his name out, “It’s not a big deal!” you throw your hands up in exasperation. “We were just really drunk and it didn’t mean anything. Just two drunk idiots.”

“Idiots, for sure.” Jimin sucks on the tip of the popsicle while he speaks.

“Seriously, it isn’t a big deal. We’re both over it.”

“Are you? You like him and he…fuck, this is getting so ridiculous. Promise me, just promise me…you will tell him the truth? You might be sur—”

“Jimin, stop.”

Jimin huffs out a deep, long breath and rolls his eyes at you.

“No.” he says matter of fact. “I won’t stop until you two talk.”

“Anyway there’s something more important we need to talk about…” you begin, “He told me about his mom.”

Jimin’s expression goes from shocked to guilty. He takes a few moments to finish the popsicle, biting the last inch or two and throwing the stick in the trashcan.

“I know. He told me.”

“Oh.”

“He’s been wanting to tell you for a long time y/n…but he just—”

“I know. It must have been really hard for him…all this time…”

“Yeah.” Jimin bows his head, “Me and Tae are the only ones who know because we were friends with him when it happened. That’s the only reason why or else I’m not sure anyone would know.”

“Is that…is that Jungkook’s secret? That you three…”

Jimin’s eyes expand as he realizes what you are talking about.

“N-No.” He admits softly, “That’s something else. That’s something Jungkook will definitely have to tell you on his own and trust me if you guys just talked…”

You tilt your head in confusion. What’s the correlation?

“Anyway, Jimin has Jungkook ever cried to you? About it all?” you ask, curiosity getting the best of you.

“He didn’t even cry at the funeral y/n.”

Fuck. You had a feeling. But knowing for sure is a whole other thing. The way Jungkook broke down in front of you felt like it was his first time and maybe it was and that makes your heart ache.

“Did he…cry? In front of you?” Jimin asks, his voice barely above a whisper.

“Yeah…”

“Oh… he must really trust you.”

You only nod your head in response.

“If you guys just learned to communicate better…I’m really rooting for you two.”

Your heart swells at Jimin’s little confession and you nod your head again, this time with tears pricking at the corner of your eyes.

“Thanks Jimin.” Finally, you feel supported. And it makes you breathe just a little easier.

“I know things haven’t always been easy with you two ever since the Tae thing…but honestly this goes back even further. Doesn’t it?”

“Yeah. We…I don’t know what’s with us.” You chuckle bitterly.

“I do. And I am going to force you two to talk one of these days. I swear on it. I will give you guys some time but damn babe, this is just…” Jimin releases a long breath. “Just don’t give up, okay?”

“Can’t you just tell me?” you don’t mean to sound like you are begging but you kind of do.

“No. It’s truly truly not my place.”

“I can’t just assume what you are talking about, you know? I can’t hope for the best then get crushed. That’s too scary, Jimin.”

“I understand babe.” Jimin scoots closer to you until he’s within arms-reach and caresses your calve. “Just talk to him, please.”

“Too scary.”

“One of these days one of you will have the courage.”

~~~~~~

“And what could be in this little baggy of yours?” Yoongi grins, showing his wonderful gummy smile.

“I brought you 2 cookies Mister Oatmeal Raisin!” You shake the little bag in front of his face in a teasing manner and he chuckles.

“What did I do to deserve your kindness?” He takes the baggy from you and inspects both cookies. “You decided not to be bratty today?” he questions with a smile. “These cookies are perfect.”

You decided to visit the record shop today, on this fine afternoon. It’s one of those days where it’s cloudy and looks like it could rain but it never does. You love days like that.

“This place looks so nice!” you say, bobbing your head around to get a proper look.

“There’s a section where you can sit and drink coffee…it’s not much but its cozy. Wanna check it out?” Yoongi offers, gesturing towards the other side of the shop.

“Yeah.” You say, “Lead the way.”

He guides you to the other side of the shop next to a window. There’s a table for two and he’s right—it is cozy looking.

You sit down and wait for Yoongi as he fetches two coffees, which you are so excited about since you have a fucking addiction.

He sets a cup down in front of you and takes his seat.

“So any new happy moments in life? Anything new to be grateful for?”

“I—”

“That’s a trick question,” Yoongi’s eyes go small as he smiles widely, “There’s always new moments to be grateful for.”

You can’t help but laugh, you bring the steaming hot coffee to your mouth and you blow on the liquid multiple times before bringing it to your lips and taking a sip.

“Yes I guess so.” You smile.

“And what are they?”

“I’m grateful the sun is hiding today, I like the clouds a lot.”

“I love that.” Yoongi takes a sip of his own coffee. “What else?”

“I’m happy you brought me coffee.”

“I’m glad I somehow made it on your list of things.”

“What about you?” you ask.

“I’m grateful my A.C is working again!” he laughs, “It was actually broken for a couple days and I had like 5 fans plugged in around the place. I don’t think anyone wanted to come in here.”

“Oh no! Well, I’m glad it’s working!”

“How are things with your friend Jungkook? You guys were complicated last time I checked.”

You raise your brows in surprise that Yoongi would bring up Jungkook. But somehow you also aren’t surprised, it seems Yoongi takes a genuine interest in your life.

“We’re actually doing okay…” You bring the coffee back to your lips, taking another sip when—

“Have you told him your feelings yet?” Yoongi casually takes a gulp of coffee as you choke on yours.

“Excuse me?”

“Sorry…was that too forward?” Yoongi sets his cup down. “To be fair, you both are very obvious.

“What do you means us ‘both’?” You grab a napkin and wipe your chin where coffee dribbled.

“He clearly likes you too.” Yoongi stares at you as you stare back with a blank expression, and he laughs. “You two remind me of myself and someone I used to know.”

“Used to?”

“We were never on the same page…too many missed opportunities that it ruined anything we could have had.” Yoongi frowns for a split second before breaking out into a soft, gummy smile. “I’d hate to see that happen to you.”

“Yoongi—”

“But if it does then better for me?” he whispers with a smile in his voice.

“What do you mean by—”

“Oh. But he has a girlfriend, right?” Yoongi cuts you off with his question.

“Not exactly but basically…”

Vanessa. Your stomach drops at the mention of her and you hate it. Why does she have to have such a strong affect on you? Why does she even have to exist? You mean, she can exist but maybe not in your life—or Jungkook’s life.

Suddenly, the doors bell goes off with a ding and Yoongi is smiling brightly at whoever just walked in. You continue to sip your coffee not giving it much mind.

“Taehyung!” Yoongi shouts out, standing from his chair to wave over his friend.

Wait, Taehyung? He can’t mean the same Taehyung—

“y/n?”

Oh shit. You turn around in your seat and your face falls when you see him. Even on this cloudy day his skin is so golden like the sun is shining down on him, he looks bright and beautiful. As usual.

“Hi Taehyung.” You wave awkwardly. He can immediately tell how uncomfortable you are, his face deepening into a frown.

“I can come by later…” he offers to you.

“No, no. Don’t be ridiculous.” You try smiling but it’s quite tense.

Yoongi looks between you two and he points between your bodies.

“You two know each other?”

“We went to school together, had mutual friends blah blah blah.” You say.

Taehyung only agrees with the nod of his head. Yoongi blinks at your two and opens his mouth to say ‘Ah.’ And heads to the back for another cup of coffee.

“How have you been y/n?” Taehyung asks awkwardly, he shifts from one foot to the other as he stands here.

“Pretty good, I think.”

“You think?” he chuckles. “Hey, sorry if my texts bother you…”

“They don’t.” you say honestly. “Sorry I don’t always reply.”

“It’s okay, I understand. How’s…Jungkook?” Taehyung eyes shoot down to the floor. “He doesn’t answer my texts either. It really hurts to see years of friendship go down the drain…”

“He’s mad at you Tae,” You begin, “But I think one of these days he will chill out.” You laugh and this makes Taehyung ease up.

“He really fucking loves you.”

“Well we are best friends… sort of.”

“Sort of?”

“We kind of stopped talking for a little while but we’re back to being friends.” You try explaining but Yoongi is walking back in with a cup of coffee in hand. He hands it to Taehyung, which he accepts gratefully.

“You’re here for that new Jazz mix record, right? I have it behind the counter for you.” Yoongi says to Taehyung and Taehyung only gives him a thumbs up. He eyes you curiously, wondering what the hell happened between you and Jungkook.

“I have to get back to work boys!” You stand from the table, “Thanks for the coffee Yoongs”

Yoongi smiles at the new nickname.

“And maybe I’ll see you around, Tae?”

“Yeah.” Taehyung gives you his signature boxy grins and you feel like maybe things all around are getting better. Just maybe.

~~~~~

Jungkook has his hands knotted in Vanessa’s hair as she chokes on his cock, her lips wrapped around it fully.

“Fuck.” Jungkook whines out, “I’m so close.”

Vanessa only moans in response, she continues to bob her head up and down on his dick making his orgasm approach quickly.

“Gonna come, gonna come.”

And he does, he comes down her throat and she swallows it all perfectly. Only a drop or two left behind on her lips which she quickly wipes away with her fingers.

Vanessa stands to her feet and Jungkook pulls her in for a quick kiss.

“That was good…” he says, somewhat out of breath.

“Glad.” She says smoothly, going in for another kiss. This time she lingers, her lips lasting for a moment longer on his.

Vanessa’s fingers brush against his neck, she traces the outline of one last bruise left on the side below his ear.

“Did you think I wouldn’t notice?” she smiles coyly. “You two sure are weird.” She says flatly.

“Vanessa…”

“It’s fine. I know you know I still see him. It’s not like we agreed to be exclusive.” She taps her skinny fingers on his chest.

“But we are trying aren’t we? To make this work?”

“You aren’t trying very hard, are you?” the amusement in her voice doesn’t go unnoticed by Jungkook.

“He cheated on you, Vanessa. Why are you still seeing him? I thought you said he has a girlfriend now?”

Vanessa pauses her tapping on his chest, her eyes go wide for a second. Like, for a second she wasn’t void of emotion.

“He does.” She says smoothly before she begins tapping her fingers against his chest again.

“He cheated on me with this girl.” She admits, “Little does this bitch know—”

“Is that healthy? Getting revenge?” Jungkook asks, concern lacing his voice.

Vanessa continues to tap her fingers as she narrows her eyes at Jungkook.

“You want to talk to me about what’s healthy?” her empty laugh fills the room.

“I want you to stop.” Jungkook’s hands go to her hips, “Let’s be exclusive, Vanessa.”

“I can’t stop…” she whispers softly, “I can’t let go.”

Jungkook observes Vanessa for a few moments, she looks as vulnerable as she did the first time she talked about her ex with him. He feels sorry for her. He really does want her to move on, for her own sake.

“You can move forward, Vanessa. You have me.”

Vanessa looks into his eyes, studying his serious expression. She can tell he means well but…she doesn’t have him. She never will.

“Please Vanessa, we can make this work.” He begs, yes begs.

Vanessa tilts her head to the side. Oh? This must be his desperation talking, she thinks. His desperation to get over you. She knows this. And she doesn’t hold it against him and instead she decides to help him.

“Okay, let’s make this work.”

~~~~~~~

y/n 8:09pm

On a scale of 1-10 how bad do you wanna watch spirited away right now?

Jungkook 8:15pm

11 girl don’t play

y/n 8:16pm

I thought so, I think this means you need to come over and watch it w meeee

Jungkook 8:20pm

Lemme shower and I’ll be over:)

y/n 8:22pm

Bring beer pllllssss

Jungkook 8:42pm

On my way

y/n 8:45pm

Drive safe bb

It’s around 9pm exactly when you hear soft knocking on the front door. You scurry towards the door and open it, finding Jungkook on the other side. He is wearing your favorite gray puma sweat suit and his hair is wavy and damp. He smiles at you when he sees you eyeing him up and down.

“Like what you see?” he teases.

“Wow, what a classic line Jungkook. Real original.” You scoff, letting the boy through.

Jungkook walks in, setting down a case of beer on the breakfast table.

“I brought our favorite.” He gestures towards the beer on the table. “Let’s drink it while it’s nice and chilly.”

“Agreed. I already have the movie set up.” You point towards the T.V “Ready for our viewing pleasure.”

“Where’s Holly?” Jungkook takes two beers from the case, handing one over to you.

“Her and Trina went out to some bar, I didn’t feel like going.” You take the beer and twist off the cap, Jungkook does the same. You two clank the bottles together in cheers and take a few sips.

“Ah.” You say, the refreshing beer making you feel well, refreshed.

“Because you don’t feel like going to a bar? Or because you would rather hang out with me?” Jungkook smirks, taking another sip of his beer.

“Because I didn’t feel like getting pretty.” You bring the beer to your lips, but you don’t drink from the bottle, just waiting for a response instead.

“You’re always pretty.”

You take a sip of the beer, feeling satisfied with his response. “I know.” You half joke.

“Let’s go to a bar.” Jungkook blurts out.

“W-What?”

“Let’s go in our lounge clothes.” He smiles, “Let’s just do it.”

“No!” you laugh out, “We look like slobs. Well, I do. You look…” your hand motions towards his body, “You know, you look…”

“Are you trying to say I’m hot, y/n?” Jungkook’s sly smile grows as he drinks his beer.

“You know what I mean.” You huff out.

“Well, I think the same of you. So let’s go.”

You can’t help but laugh, you continue to drink your beer back, the liquid settling nicely.

“Okay. Fuck it, let’s do it.” You can’t help but grin, the idea of going to a bar in yoga pants and a t shirt with your sort of best friend sounds so great to you.

“But maybe a little makeup…” Jungkook starts chuckling as you hit his arm with your fist.

“Shut up.”

The bar is mostly pretty casual, maybe not as casual as you and Jungkook but still casual.

Only a small handful of people are actually dressed nicely, but mostly are in jeans and nice shirts. Somehow Jungkook is still the hottest guy here. Even in his sweat suit. You’re surprised you two even got let in, does this place not have some sort of dress code? Guess not.

It’s pretty loud inside, the place has a live band and a decent dance floor. You and Jungkook head towards the bar and take your seats.

The bartender takes a few minutes to reach you two and when she does she automatically nods at Jungkook for his order.

“Two long islands please.” He says, he smirks towards you and you smile back. Long islands? Oh you’re getting drunk drunk tonight.

“You got it.” She smiles at him with all her teeth, and turns around to start mixing the drinks.

“Long islands, huh?” you rest your head in your hand on the bar top.

“I figure neither of us are driving tonight, we might as well go hard.” Jungkook smiles at you. “I’ll buy this first round?”

“Sounds good to me.” You bump fists with Jungkook with a wide smile. “Wanna make a bet?”

“What’s that?” Jungkook quirks a brow at you.

“I bet you $5 that by the end of the night the bartender will hit on you.”

“But I also bet $5 that the bartender will hit on me.” Jungkook pouts.

You stare at him in disbelief at his cockiness and you burst out into giggles.

“Fair enough.” You say between laughs.

The bartender slides two drinks to you and Jungkook, she twists and twirls her hair in her fingers as she asks Jungkook how it tastes. He takes a sip and gives her a thumbs up, you can’t help but snicker.

“Can we also get two tequila shots?” you wave at the bartender. She turns to face you and frowns.

“Sure.” She puts on a fake smile and turns to fill up two shot glasses with tequila. She sets them in front of you a Jungkook and tells you the amount due.

“Tequila shots? Are we trying to fucking die tonight?” Jungkook chuckles from beside you. He grabs two limes and hands you one.

“To us.” You say, lifting your shot in the air.

“To you.” Jungkook whispers as you clank glasses and throw back the shots.

Holy shit, you are fucking wasted. After several tequila shots and a few long islands you and Jungkook are barely holding on. Okay, fine. It’s not that bad. But you guys are really drunk!

His hand hasn’t left your waist for hours, and it feels so fucking nice. It feels perfect. It feels right.

“y/n?” a voice calls out to you. You know this voice, really well in fact.

“Taehyung!” you cheer. You stumble forward and go in for a high five and his drunk ass high fives you back.

“Fancy seeing you again.” You giggle.

Jungkook’s hand grips your waist tighter as he narrows his eyes at Taehyung.

“What do you mean again?” Jungkook asks, his voice low.

“We ran into each other at my friend Yoongi’s” you slur out.

“Hi Jungkookie.” Taehyung awkwardly sways back and forth, his words also slurred. It’s obvious he’s on the same level as drunk as you.

“…Hey.” Jungkook hesitates to respond, he looks between you two. “y/n…is this okay? Talking to him?”

“Hm? Oh? Yeah.” You stare at Jungkook blankly. Why wouldn’t it be, you think.

“Jungkook, maybe we could talk just the two of us?”

You look between the boys and somehow you feel yourself sobering up just a bit.

“Uh. I’ll go to the bathroom.” You say, already walking away.

“You know how sorry I feel.” Taehyung begins, “About everything.”

“What’s everything?” Jungkook mumbles under his breath.

“I’m sorry for what I did to y/n. But I am also sorry for holding your secret over you like that to keep mine.”

“Yeah,” Jungkook slurs out, “That was fucked up.”

“I miss you guys…” Taehyung takes a sip of his drink, “Even Jimin barely talks to me.”

“Shouldn’t have messed with our girl.”

“You mean, your girl.” Taehyung drunkenly corrects Jungkook.

“Whatever.”

“Seriously man, when are you just going to grow the fucking balls?” Taehyung raises his voice just a bit, “It’s clear how you both feel—”

“You don’t know what you’re talking about man, plus I have a girlfriend now—”

“You guys are official now?” You walk up to the boys, cutting in. You feel like maybe he’s just saying that.

“y/n…yeah, we just made it official.” Jungkook admits, running a hand through his hair, sighing out in frustration.

Oh. You feel your heart begin to crumble. They’re dating for real now?

“Do you have feelings for her?” You blurt out.

Jungkook shifts from one foot to another, he breathes in and out in and out. He bites on his bottom lip, thinking of how to respond.

“I don’t know what to say to that.”

Well, at least he’s honest.

“Well, I’m going to head back to my friends…” Taehyung butts in awkwardly. “It was nice seeing you two.” And with that he’s slipping away in the crowd.

“Wanna dance?” you say, trying your best to change the subject. You decide you don’t want to know his answer.

“Sure.” Jungkook smiles at you, he reaches for your hand and you squeeze his tightly. You guide him to the dance floor, the song is a slow one. You two look at one another but there’s nothing awkward about this. He guides your arms to wrap around his neck and his hands circle around your waist, he pulls you in close as you two sway to the music.

“Never go 3 months without me again.” You whisper into his neck.

“W-Why are you bringing that up now?”

“I have to keep my eyes on you, Jungkook. Without my supervision you go off and get yourself a girlfriend.” Your drunken words pierce his heart.

“Is that a problem?” He whispers back. “Yes, a big problem.” You lean back to get a look at his face, he’s already staring down at you, he somehow brings you in even closer.

“Whys that?” He breathes out.

“Want you all for myself.” You admit, drunk words are sober thoughts right?

“You want me baby?” Jungkook leans down until he’s so close, like he cannot control it.

“Yes.” You blink up at him, your lips parted.

The song changes but you two continue to dance like it’s a slow song.

“I bet you $5 that some guy will hit on you in the next couple of minutes.”

You tilt your head and drunkenly giggle, “I highly doubt that.”

Jungkook reaches in his back pocket and hands you a five dollar bill.

“What’s this f—”

“You’re so fucking beautiful” and then his lips are just a mere inch away from yours before he’s pulling back with a look of horror and guilt plastered on his face.

“I—I’m sorry, I don’t know what’s gotten into me. I’m with Vanessa now. I’m just drunk. I’m really drunk. You’re really drunk. We don’t know what we’re doing.” He drunkenly rambles.

You feel your heart sink down into your lower belly, you feel it crack and break into a million pieces. That’s right. Vanessa. He’s making it work with that girl.

“Yeah, it’s okay.”

“You’re my best friend y/n.” Jungkook slurs out, “I’m trying so hard not to ruin that.”

You only nod your head.

“Let’s go home.” You say.

~~~~~~

Your bed is comfy as ever, especially this drunk. Jungkook takes his shirt off and slips into the sheets, settling next to you.

“Wanna cuddle?” he offers.

“I don’t know if Vanessa would like that.” You slur.

“Right.” Jungkook lays on his back, his arms folding beneath his head. “Should I sleep in the living room?”

“No. I want you here.” You admit between soft breaths. “I always want you here.” You yawn out.

“Good.” Jungkook reaches out to hold you, “I don’t think Vanessa will mind if I cuddle my best friend for just five minutes.”

“Five minutes only” you tease. You shuffle closer to him, his warmth escaping his body and clinging to yours.

You two fall asleep like this. Morning comes slowly, like the world is giving you a chance to really appreciate one another’s company. Like the world knows that moments like this are so hard to come by. Like the world knows that you two need this.

When you wake up the next day, its half past noon. You’re still in Jungkook’s arms while he is dead asleep. You nuzzle into his chest and thank the world for giving you this moment. This moment to embrace him like he is yours, a moment to kiss his cheek like he is yours, a moment to whisper you love him like he is yours.

But he isn’t. He isn’t yours and that’s the reality. But you thank the world nonetheless. Because you need these moments to stay sane. But how do you two always end up like this? Can you keep blaming the alcohol? He tried to kiss you last night and that’s also the reality.

Jungkook wanted to kiss you. Can he keep saying it’s just because he’s drunk?

But he’s with Vanessa now and you have to respect that. And you will respect that.

You thank the world though, that right now he’s in your arms, breathing your air, and sharing this moment. Just you and him.

Finally, after another half hour Jungkook begins to stir in his sleep.

You stare at him as he wakes up and his sleepy eyes find yours.

“G’morning.” His voice is low and raspy and you want to swoon.

“Hi.”

“We…” he looks between your bodies. “Didn’t do anything, right?”

You feel your chest tighten, “No, Jungkook.” You answer calmly.

“Okay…” Jungkook frowns, “We can’t keep doing this, can we?”

Somehow you know exactly what he’s talking about, you can’t keep building this tension between you two. It goes nowhere.

“No” You admit softly, “We can’t.”

You think about Jimin’s words…could Jungkook…? But you don’t want to jump to happy conclusions, put yourself out there and then be wrong. But he tried to fucking kiss you. The girls were right, is this really all for you? You can’t keep doing this. It’s not good for you. “We really can’t.” you say again.

Jungkook smiles, but its soft and sad and makes you want to kiss his pouting lips until he shows you a real smile but you can’t.

“I’m sorry about last night.” Jungkook moves to his back, he stares up at the ceiling.

“I was just really drunk.” He continues, “Drunk me is wild.” He chuckles awkwardly.

“Is that really an excuse anymore?” you feel brave enough to say.

“y/n…”

“Forget it. We’re okay.”

“Are we?” Jungkook moves back to his side, facing you. He gives you a troubled look and you melt. Why are you always melting because of this man?

“Yeah. What’s more important is that your birthday is next week…”

“Oh yeah.”

“Can I be in charge of your party?”

“I don’t want a party, just a couple of friends.”

“Let me host it!”

“Okay, fine.” Jungkook smiles, “I can’t wait.”

“Do I have to invite Vanessa?”

“y/n.” Jungkook groans.

“Kidding!” you sing. Although, you aren’t entirely sure that you’re just kidding.

“It would be nice if you could plan this with Vanessa actually…she mentioned wanting to do something nice for my birthday too.” He sort of whispers out, like he didn’t want you to actually hear.

“Oh.” You aren’t sure what to say. You obviously don’t want co-host a get together with Vanessa but she is his girlfriend after all.

“Fine.”

You and Vanessa? Let’s see how this goes.

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outerbankspreferences · 3 years

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Caught - JJ Maybanks

Request: “Ahhh jj request, reader and jj smut where reader is john b’s younger sister and her and jj are secret fuck buddies and they were doing it and sarah or john b or someone walked in at the end and they go caught 🤭”

Word Count: 1336

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A/N: This is smut so if that makes you comfortable please skip it. I’ve been trying to get caught up on my request so I hope you like it!

JJ knew what he was thinking was wrong. She was his best friends’ little sister. He’d known her since she was a little girl, shy and timid. He’s watched her blossom into this beautiful young woman. Some one who is caring and kind but is strong and independent. It was one thing to be her first kiss, that was innocent but what he was doing now was no where near innocent.

So, what led them to this point, sneaking glances at each other and stolen kisses. He would sneak over when John B was at work, and she would come out to the couch when he spent the night. It started as just hooking up, but she fell fast. It was more for her at first and then slowly JJ realized how he felt for her when he saw her with someone else. It was that pit of jealousy, that moment of anger that he realized he loved this girl more than just a hook up.

“Maybe we should just tell them.” Y/N got out between breathes. “No not yet, John B is going to kill me, and I’ve got more things I wanna try with you.” the blonde spoke releasing his lips from her neck. She whined at the loss of contact nudging her nose against his jaw, wanting to feel connected again. He continued his assault on her neck pulling at the hem of her shirt. She took the hint and let him rid of her of the clothing. “god, you’re so perfect” he spoke causing her to blush. No matter how many times JJ saw her naked, it still caused her to feel exposed.

JJ knew how shy she was, and always took the time to make her feel good, as he slowly placed kisses on her shoulders, then her collarbone, and around her breast before slipping one of her nipples into his mouth. His tongue flicked over the sensitive nub and she let out a soft moan. “JJ, please, I want more.” She spoke barely above a whisper, and he smirked, “patience love” giving her other breast the same attention.

When he was satisfied, he slowly let his hands trace down the rest of her body, tickling her sides a little. He smiled at the giggle she let out, even in their most intimate moments, he would still try to make her laugh. The same laugh he fell in love. She jerked her hips forwards when his fingers ran through her wet folds. “Who made you like this Y/N?” He asked looking her in the eyes, collected some of the wetness and rubbing her clit lightly. “Yo-you, JJ. You make me this wet.” She spoke being lost in intense pleasure.

JJ started to slowly kiss down her body, leaving sloppy marks in different spots, murmuring to himself about how beautiful she was. Her thighs were clenched together, trying to gain some kind of friction, and he pulled them apart. “Eyes on me pretty girl.” he whispered slowly licking up the arousal on her thighs. She locked eyes with his blue ones, and she could have came form the sight alone. He slowly licked up her folds, wrapping his lips around her clit giving it a little suck. “Holy fuck JJ.” He continued his assault on her throbbing heat, switching between long licks, then fast kitten ones. Every squirm and moan edging him to go faster, do better. Slowly he entered two fingers in her heat, and she flinched. “Shh-shh-shh. It’s okay I just want to stretch you out a bit” He spoke, lips not leaving her drenched pussy. “please, I’m close.” She whispered, not trusting her own voice. His finger started slow, then he started to pick up the pace. He wanted her to enjoy every moment of this, dragging out her impending orgasm. Once he could feel her walls clenching around his fingers, he curled them upwards, hitting her g-spot and she let out a scream. “Oh god JJ, please let me cum, I wan-want to cum” She babbled out, holding it for as long as she could. “Go on love, remember eyes on me. I wanna watch you come undone.” He spoke, making his fingers go faster, watching her orgasm was one of the most beautiful sights he’d ever seen. Watching as her chest heaved up and down, trying to get back to some sort of reality.

Once he knew she was done he slowly kissed back up her body before kissing her lips. She could taste herself on him. Y/N always thought it was a taste she wouldn’t like but, she couldn’t get enough when it was JJ. “Are you ready for another one?” He asked, never wanting to push her too far. “yes, please JJ. I want you.” She spoke between kiss and he could feel his hard cock on her thigh through his boxer.

That was the only confirmation JJ needed to pull the rest of his clothes off and slipped a condom on before lining himself up. He could sense the nervousness coming off her, “are you sure?” he asked. Y/N looked over at the clock, the had about an hour before John B got home from work. “Yeah, I’m sure.” She spoke before kissing him while he pushed into her, both sighing at the feeling. It always felt amazing and nether knew if they would ever get use to it. JJ groaned into her neck awaiting her approval to move. Y/N waited a few more seconds, before pulling him closer to her, “okay you can move.” JJ’s pace always started out slow, as if he was scared to her hurt. They were slow but determined, hitting the right spot every time.

Y/N let out another moan, scratching at his back silently telling him to go faster. “holy shit Y/N, this is amazing.” JJ spoke kissing her neck. A sudden bit of confidence came through her and wanted to take control. “JJ can I be on top?” She asked blushing a bit. JJ didn’t want to lose too much control but knew it wasn’t easy for her to be so open. “Of course, my love,” he spoke before pulling out and she winced at the emptiness. JJ fixed the pillows on her bed so he could get comfortable and then helped her straddle his lap. “Have you ever been on top before?” JJ wasn’t oblivious to the fact she wasn’t a virgin, but he still didn’t know what she had and hadn’t done. “Uh no, maybe this was a bad idea.” She started to stammer before he cut her off with a kiss. “No, it’ll feel good, I’ll help you.” He reassured her and then lined himself up again letting her sink down on him. Y/N let out a moan that would have made a porn star jealous, JJ hitting spots in her he’d never had before.

JJ pushed some of the hair out of her face cupping it in his hands, sending her a soft smile to make sure she was feeling comfortable. She nodded and he helped her start bouncing on his cock. JJ couldn’t lie this position did feel amazing. He sat up a bit wanting her as close as possible. He could feel his orgasm coming, so he started to meet he thrust. He took one of her nipples in her mouth again and she cried out at the pleasure. “I’m almost there baby.” She spoke between thrust, her head falling back. He grunted, “me too, cum for me darling.” He spoke his hand reaching down to rub circles on her clit again. Her second orgasm came hard, clenching her eyes shut, shouting his name.

JJ was just about to finished when both of you got startled by the banging on her bedroom door. “I swear to god, Jacob James Maybanks, that best not be my little sister in there.” The two of the froze, looking at each other and Y/N looked at the clock. “Well, he’s home early.”

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hermankopusortizorsumshite · 3 years

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Safe with You

Trigger Warning: the Punisher themes, sweet, cute

A/N: honestly, this is pure Frank fluff. He’s cute, and super fluffy, a little angsty, but—Very sweet Frank Castle 😍❤️❤️

You walk up to him at the end of the night, after turning off the carousel.

“Hi, I see you here every night. You, uh, you’re not a pedo though, are you?” You ask, looking at him with a smile. He huffs, looking at you confused for a moment.

“Nah, just like to listen to the carousel.” He hushes, voice gruff and raspy.

“I figured as much. Don’t you ever get tired of being the same place every night?” You ask, looking at him with curious eyes.

“Nah, not really.” He huffs, “I like the music.”

“The carousel music? You?” You guffaw, looking at him through the corner of your eye with your lips rolled together. He chuckles softly, nodding his head.

“I know it might be crazy, but--”

“No, ‘course not. A huge strong man with bruises and cuts on his face in a black trench coat. Carousel music would obviously be his first choice.” Frank laughs again, this time he smiles at you and your breath hitches in your throat.

“Tell me, why you have such a beautiful smile, and yet I’ve never seen it before now.” You smile, reaching out and grabbing his hand.

“Because I don’t really smile much here.” He starts to frown, but you grip his hand again.

“What’s your name?” You ask, looking to him with excitement in your eyes, twinkling like stars.

“Frank.” He whispers, giving her a soft chuckle, almost as if he were shy.

“Y/N.” You giggle, letting him pull you down onto the bench with him.

“Well, Y/N. Good to meet you.” You nibble on your lip as he puts an arm around you.

“You too, Frank. You like breakfast food?” You ask, looking to him with wondering eyes.

“Yeah, I love pancakes.” You giggle again, happy to let him pull you to your feet and walk with you down the dimly, romantically lit sidewalk of New York to her favorite diner, serving breakfast twenty-four hours a day.

“Not good coffee. I promise you that, but the waffles and strawberry pancakes are to die for.” You chatter as he walks you into the diner.

“Hey, baby. Who’s this fine hunk of man?” Your mother grins, waving a hand to Frank with raised brows and a knowing smirk.

“Mom, stop. This is Frank. Frank, this is my mom.” She smiles, waving to Frank as you two sit and get a hot chocolate and Frank a coffee.

“Hey, ma’am.” He chuckles.

“So how did you meet?”

“At the carousel.” Frank responds, reaching out and taking your hand.

“Oh! That’s sweet! Do you enjoy the carousel? You not-You’re not one of those kiddy diddlers are ya?” She whispers. Frank snorts when he hears you suck in a breath.

“No! No ma’am. I just like the carousel music.” He chuckles, watching your eyes as they twinkle at him like you could give him the world if he wanted.

“The carousel music?”

“Yeah, she couldn’t believe it either.” He laughs, giving her a smile at her very confused expression.

“Really? I’m surprised. When she was a baby I would walk her to the carousel so she could hear it and see the lights. Put her to sleep every time.” She explained with a giggle and a wave of her hand.

“Thanks for the embarrassment, mom. Can I get my usual?” You ask, giving her a smile and puppy dog eyes.

“And I want a stack of pancakes with syrup, and some hash browns.” He offers, giving her mom a smile.

“You got it!” She cheers, skipping away to get them started.

“I’m so sorry.” You groan, covering your eyes, peeking through your fingers at him to find him smiling at you.

“It’s fine. I like it.” He chortles, connecting eyes with you over his coffee cup. Scrunching his nose at the bitterness, you giggle as you look down.

“Listen, I warned you.” You laugh, eyes slits of happy darkness as you reach out to take a sip of your hot cocoa. When the plates arrive, Frank grins at her. Child-like wonder fills her eyes as her strawberry waffles arrive with a smiley face from whipped cream and strawberry slices for eyes.

“You did.” He chuckles, grabbing a fork and stuffing his face.

You two eat in silence, stealing little smiles at each other. Frank pays for your late night breakfast and even offered to walk you home. You oblige, letting him walk with you. He made you feel the safest in the whole world. As safe as you’d ever felt in your life, as if Frank’s presence blanketed you in this feeling that you couldn’t be harmed by anyone.

“So, Frank. What’s your last name? Do you have one?” You giggle, giving him a grin.

“Yeah. Castle.” He sees the gears turn in your head for a moment, the realization on your face. Mouth agape, eyes the size of saucers, your face looks gaunt in the dim sidewalk light as you stare at him in shock.

“Frank fucking Castle? Are you--holy shit. Okay.” You take a couple deep breaths, calming your nerves as your blood jolts through your body.

“Well not exactly. That ain’t my middle name, but---hey. If you’re scared, I can go--”

“No! No. Please.” You whisper, biting your lip and looking up at him through your lightly mascara’d lashes. “I like you. Frank Castle. Even if you were labeled a psycho killer.” You giggle, looking at him still like he was some cute boy.

“I like you too, carousel girl.”

“Carousel girl?” You ask with a half smirk.

“Sorry, Y/N.” He coos, his hands slowly rising and reaching for your face but he pulls back for one second. Worry fills his eyes and he frowns. Taking his hands in yours, you press them to your cheeks and he gasps for only a second. You nod gently into his hands, and his face dips down and presses his lips to yours. Dry and chapped, he kisses you softly at first.

“Frank, do you--do you want to come in?” You whisper, your breaths hot on each other’s faces as you stand centimeters apart.

“Not tonight, sweetheart. I can’t--I can’t ruin this.” He murmurs against your cool skin, sending chills racing across your body.

“Ruin this? We can drink coffee! Sit on the couch. Take a nap. Not talk at tall, I just--I don’t want you to leave yet.” You coo, drawing away from Frank’s warm touch. Frank takes a moment, and you turn and head up the stairs. As you grab the door handle, Frank’s gruff, soft voice calls out low to you.

“I’d love a nap.” He chuckles, reaching the top step in one bound of his long legs, his arm draping over your shoulder.

“A nap it is.” You giggle, giddy with excitement for him to come in. “Darlin’, hold on.” He kicks his boots off at the door before he scoops you up and carries you into your apartment. Dropping you on the bed, you tug off your jeans and so does Frank. Carefully, very cautiously, he crawls into the bed beside you. Something in his eyes catches your attention. His eyes well with unshed tears as he looks to you with a happiness in his eyes that you’d never seen in another man’s eyes.

“Frank--” you whisper, covering his cheek with your hand.

“Listen, I haven’t--” he sniffs, wiggling his nose to distract himself from the feelings, “I haven’t done this since my wife--” his breath catches in his throat, caught on the tears clogging the airway. Frank softly chokes on the tears, but you pull him against you. His arms wrap around you, letting you hold him while he cried for a while. He wasn’t sure what sent him over the edge, but once the dam breaks, it really breaks and Frank finds your arms comforting and trusting.

See, of course you felt safe in his arms, but what you didn’t know, was how safe Frank felt in yours. Frank felt so safe, safe enough to cry. Safe enough to let his guard down and let his emotions consume him. You felt safe with Frank. But the true feeling of home, of safety, was that Frank felt safe with you.

“Thank you.” He whispers, finally drying his face before drawing you against his chest. “Wait, sit up.” He coos, helping you both sit up he tugs his grey tee shirt off his body. Sighing, Frank leans back and draws you against his bare skin. His heart heaves, slamming hard against his chest. You curl against him, his warm, smooth skin beneath you as your hands surf across his body.

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suchalonelysunflower · 4 years

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Perks (c.h)

Pairing: Calum Hood X Fem!Reader

Requested: YES

Summary: You haven’t seen your boyfriend for five months thanks to quarentine, time to make up the lost time

Warnings: Smut. Thigh riding. Mentions of quarentine. Dirty thoughts and talk. Language and probably some mistakes (English is not my first language, I’m sorry)

Word count: 1.7K

Author’s note: So we are all aware that this is Calum’s world and we are living in it, right? I’m not very familiar with writing smut so I hope this is okay and that you’ll like it 😊 thank you so much to the anon for requesting this! Reblogs, likes, comments and feedback are always more than welcome! Thank you so much and Happy reading 🦋💕

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“OMG! Request! Request! Request! reader finally gets to travel and see Cal for the first time since Quarantine and is Shocked by his physique. smut, where they basically ride cal's thigh, while gripping his arms. i'm a slut sorry lol. female pronouns are preferred, but use whatever you like!”

Five months.

You haven’t seen Calum in five months and it was driving you insane.

When quarantine started you never thought you’d be trapped inside the state borders of Virginia. You thought you would have enough time to go back home to your boyfriend and spend the next few weeks cuddling up by his side. But, since timing can be a bitch sometimes, your work required you to stay a little bit longer and you missed the last flight to LA. So to say that you were ecstatic to get home would be an understatement.

You haven’t told Calum that you were on your way home, wanting to surprise him when you open the door to your shared home. The smirk on your face could only be matched with the up and down movements of your leg, being almost impossible to contain your excitement.

The Uber driver finally pulled up in front of the house after nearly one hour in traffic. You smiled through your mask and thanked them several times before jumping out of the car with your bags in hands, wasting no time in opening the door and stepping inside.

The smell of home invaded your senses, as tears gathered up in your eyes. It’s been too long, too long without this feeling of content.

You dropped your bags in the entrance hallway and made your way to the kitchen, hoping to see Calum there and surprise him with a long awaited kiss. Yet, Calum wasn’t in the kitchen, in fact it appeared that he wasn’t home at all! It was quiet… too quiet.

You washed your hands and started walking around the house, trying to find at least a clue of where your disappearing boyfriend went. You searched in the music room, the laundry room and finally your bedroom but he was nowhere to be found. That was until you peaked out of your bedroom window and you had to remind yourself of how to breathe properly.

There he was, tank top soaked in sweat as he worked out in the garden. His hair has gone longer, you never could tell in your FaceTime calls because he always wore a hoodie or some kind of bucket house whenever he was on the phone with you, and now his curls were unsuccessfully tamed in a headband, preventing it from hitting and sticking to his head. You slightly bit your lip at the thought of ripping that headband off his head and pulling on his curls just like you used to do.

He’s got a lot bigger too, you could feel your cheeks getting warmer at the sight of his muscles flexing with ease every time he stretched his arms. The need for him grew stronger as you imagined how it would be like to be held down by those arms, pinning you to the mattress as he ran his hands through your body until they landed on your neck, squeezing it just right until…

“Holy shit!” A voice said, interrupting your daydream. You looked down to see Calum already staring at you, blinking a few times just to make sure his eyes were not fooling him. You smiled and waved, quickly getting away from the window as you started running downstairs to meet him.

Calum entered the house just in time to see you walk the last step of the stairs and catch you in his arms as you ran into him, wrapping your arms around his neck and your legs around his waist.

“I’m not dreaming, please tell me I’m not dreaming. I’m so gonna hate myself if this is another dream” He said, hiding his head into the crook of your neck.

You laughed as you pulled away a bit, cupping his cheeks into your hand and pressing little kisses across his face “It’s real, baby” You said through kisses and happy tears “I’m home. I’m finally home”

Calum’s smile reached his eyes as he started giggling with you, wasting no time to press his lips against yours.

The kiss quickly turned heated as you parted your lips and granted him access to deepen the kiss the way you both needed. ’It’s been too long’ you thought ‘too long without his kiss’

His hands traveled down grabbing your ass and giving it a little squeeze, making you moan into the kiss as you felt his growing erection through the thin material of the shorts he was wearing. Without skipping a beat, Calum walked backwards until the back of his calves met with the soft cushions of the couch, sitting down and pulling you on top of his lap without breaking the kiss.

You straddled his thigh and started moving slowly, creating a soft rhythm that matched with the movements of your lips “You dreamt about me?” You ask, breaking the kiss and starting to trail your lips against his jaw.

“Yes,” Calum breathed as he pulled you even closer to him, almost not believing you were actually there “All the time I imagined you were coming home, almost lost my mind for a second there”

You hummed, trailing your hands up and downs his muscular arms “I see you got yourself busy while I was away” You giggled.

Calum’s plump lips made their way to your neck, kissing and leaving marks wherever he wanted, making you moan softly when he found your sweet spot right under your ear “Thought you might like it,” he teased as his hands started to touch you under your shirt, leaving goosebumps wherever they touched “Let the hair grow as well”

“I could tell… Cal-“ You whimpered. His hands were cupping your breasts over your bra, thumbs slightly rubbing your nipples over the thin fabric, making you roll your hips with more intent as you bite your lips trying to contain the moans.

Calum groaned at the sight “Nu-uh,” He said, kissing you so you’ll stop biting your lips “I wanna hear you baby, please” He almost begged, adding more pressure to your nipples “It’s been too long without your pretty little sounds, love. Can't wait any longer, I need to hear you”

You obliged, thankful that you were not going to bust your lip open from biting it too hard. Your hands quickly found the haim of your shirt, pulling it over your head and unclasping your bra, tossing them god knows where. “Fuck.” Calum groaned at the sight of you.

“Like what you see?” You grin.

“Fucking love it” He said, replacing his hands with his lips in a matter of seconds, kissing from your nipples to your jaw and from your jaw to your nipples again, leaving no place unmarked, no place untouched.

One of his hands traveled to your hips while the other one ventured even further down over your panties. You were so thankful you decided to wear a skirt today.

He rubbed his hand over your lips, smirking when he felt just how wet you were “All of this for me?” He asked with a smug expression.

“Yes,” you breathed, quickening your pace so you were rubbing on his hand.

“Yes what, princess?”

“Ah- all for you, Calum” You whimpered in extacy. The FaceTime calls, the sexting and the naughty photos could never compare to the pleasure of the real thing, and to think that you haven’t even started.

“Wanna ride my thigh, baby girl?” He asked whispering in your ear as he bit your earlobe while removing his hand from your pussy and grabbing your ass with a strong grip that you were sure would leave marks tomorrow.

“Yes, sir” You moaned.

Calum slapped your ass and made you yelp at the sudden hit, somehow making you even more wet that before “Do it,” He commanded “Make yourself cum on my thigh, baby girl”

You started to move your hips again, kissing him as you slowly quicken the pace. Your hands flew to his hair, fingers tangling in his messy curls and tugging them with enough force to make him moan in pleasure.

A trail of moans and quick breaths came out of your lips as you felt Calum’s grip on your ass, guiding your movements and pressing you down against him, making you feel everything and more, proud of the mess you were making with every thrust.

“Babyy.. “ you whined, lips parted as you pressed your forehead with his, tugging on his hair so he could meet you halfway for a deep, sloppy kiss “Calum-“

“That’s it, baby. That’s it” He breathlessly praised, feeling over the moon hearing your moans and whimpers, knowing it’s just for him “So beautiful like this, baby girl. So fucking beautiful”

You were close, you were close and he knew that. Calum grabbed your hips and started quickening the pace even more “C’mon baby, cum. Cum all over my thigh”

Your moans grew louder as your vision started to become a little foggy. Your hands trailed down to his biceps as you dug your nails into his skin, trying so hard to hold on just a little bit longer for him.

“Cal- Calum, baby” His name became a mantra in your lips, feeling your climax even closer “I’m gonna cum, baby”

Your nails sank deeper into his arms, making Calum hiss as he was sure you would mark him but in this moment he didn’t find a single fuck to give as you were coming closer and closer with each movements “Fuck. Cum, Y/N. Cum. I got you, baby. I got you”

You closed your eyes as your orgasm ran through your entire body, making you shiver as you slowly came down your high, still feeling Calum’s big hands on your hip.

Once again, you grabbed Calum by his hair and pulled him towards you, clashing your lips together into a passionate kiss, telling everything you need to know at that moment.

“God, I fucking missed you” He said, once you broke the kiss to breathe.

You giggled, still a little breathless “Ditto” You wrapped your arms around his neck, pecking his lips one more time “This was one hell of a welcoming”

“You surely don’t think this is over just yet” He said, a small laugh leaving his lips “I’ve spend five months without you in that bed, you’re not leaving my side anytime soon”

You hummed “Wanna take me there and make up for lost time?”

In the blink of an eye Calum got to his feet and pulled you over his shoulder, making you yelp and giggle as he carried you to your shared bedroom, once hand around your waist while the other one soothed your ass.

“What the hell?” You laughed.

“Perks of working out, honey” He smiled “And we’re about to do one hell of a workout”

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