#he even said thank you and have a good day when he left 😔

[tojisun]

biker!simon is slowly rotting my brain and i’m all here for it !! the way you write him makes me want to giggle and kick my feet 😵‍💫🫶🏼

so i just wanted to throw this idea out there…there was a tiktok video i saw (i couldn’t find it 😔) but it’s this couple on a bike and the backpack reaches forward and like…palms the the guy through his jeans and he holds her hand there for a sec and 👀 i just thought that fit for biker!simon

anyways !! love you and your writing

AHHHHH THATS SO HOT WHAT THE HELLLL??? no yea reader def does that <33 also? luv how u call her backpack!!! its such a cute nickname omgg!!! and thank u so so much my starlight <33 i love you too!

biker!simon mlist // suggestive - minors dni!! hinted exhibitionism bc simon n reader are nastily in luv!

you are simon’s good girl so, naturally, you usually don’t do this. but in your defence, it is dark outside, the roads empty except for sprinkles of other night riders that you two briefly share the road with.

it’s yet another late drive, you and simon having just left the meet up – easily one of the rowdiest you’ve ever been to. 

when you told simon how heedy you’re feeling from the buzzing energy, he laughed and told you that it’s even more packed this time because of the upcoming rally. you oohed and aahed, and simon fondly rolled his eyes at your obvious cluelessness before steering you past strangers to introduce you to his other friends – alejandro, rudy, and that one big guy who insists on being called konig. 

“nice to meet you katzchen,” he said, taking your arm up to bump it on the mouth of his helmet – something he never took off for the whole day. 

“nice to meet you too! although i didn’t quite catch that- what’s it that you said last?” 

konig’s eyes crinkled, his smile hidden by his helmet, before he let go of your hand and then disappeared into the masses.

what the fuck?

you turned to simon only to see him glaring at where konig used to stand. 

“si?”

“it’s nothin’, sweet girl. wanna come meet up with mactavish?”

simon slows down to a stop in front of a red light, one of his hands leaving his handlebar to reach back to your thigh. it is a routine at this point – simon’s hand caressing your leg, gently massaging, his thumb pressing into tensed muscle, before squeezing once, twice, three times, before pulling away to hold his handlebar again once the light turns green. 

it is a routine, but it still makes your heart jump to your throat, feeling the way his palm leaves burning trails at each glide. your arms tighten around his waist and you are sure that simon felt the way your breath hitched, but he continues on anyway – teasing touches gaining purpose, sliding up-down, before gripping whatever flesh he can. you bump your helmet to his back, a muffled whine sitting in the base of your throat, feeling your lungs wobble at his touch. 

then, he hikes his hand up higher – this is new, something simon has never done before. has never dared to try, especially on the open road.

he tickles his touch up, kneading your muscle until his hand bumps into the swell of your ass. he gives it a squeeze, just a quick pressure, then he rips his hand off now that the light turns green. he revs his bike as a warning – just enough that you tighten your arms around him again – before speeding away, acting like he didn’t just send heat coursing through your veins.

you feel his stomach contract, muscles moving underneath his shirt, and-

oh. 

simon’s laughing.

the haze in you shifts, snapping into something playful. teasing.

you wait until his silent chuckles dissipate, pretending to still be overtaken by his slyness and making him think that you are still unable to move on. well, perhaps there is truth to your lie because yes you are unable to move on, but you hope to hell he wouldn’t be able to as well.

he takes a right turn, his bike dipping close to the asphalt, the sound of his engine purring beautifully, and you think: this is it.

time to reward your big boy.

your touches start off slow. gradual. 

you loosen your arms around his waist, easing your gloved hands off from where they laid tangled together to plant the flat of your palms on simon’s stomach. you feel his abdomen jump, not anticipating the shift in your hold, and you bite on your bottom lip to smother a giggle. 

simon tilts his helmeted head, confused, but you ignore him, busy mapping the hard muscles of his abdomen with kitten-light swipes. one of your hands rises up to caress his chest, swiping a hand between his pecs before falling back to his belly. the other – and this one makes you breathless too – falls to his lap, rubbing at his thigh before swiping it towards his pelvis only to swipe it back out as though you weren’t close to cupping him through his jeans.

your chest vibrates with something guttural and it takes you a heartbeat to realize you were not the one emitting the sound. it was coming from simon, a sound so deep it reverberates between where the two of you are pressed.

the chuckles leave your lips this time around, unable to hold it in anymore. unconsciously, your hand grazes the half-formed tent underneath his jeans, and simon does that rumbling sound again that just heightens your elation.

you are still reeling over your mini revenge that you don’t notice simon taking a new turn, his bike roaring as it speeds through narrow roads and into a dimly-lit and certainly abandoned parking lot.

what-

“si?” you ask, confusion rising when simon turns his engine off before tapping your leg to signal you to get off.

you do, clamouring up, eyes wide as you watch simon follow. he pulls his helmet off and straps it on his bike before twisting his body to face you.

his eyes crinkle, glinting with something dangerous, and you know he’s grinning underneath his balaclava. desire shoots through your spine, realizing where he’s going with this.

simon laughs, seeing the way you straightened up, alert even when something carnal thrums within your veins.  

“that’s right, princess,” he rumbles, his voice thick with want, as he unbuckles his belt. “y’r gonna finish what y’started, aren’t you?”

you nod, already pulling your helmet off your head and wobbling towards him on weak knees. simon takes your helmet from you, his hands brushing against yours, and just before you can kneel down in front of him, simon coos, “knew you are my good girl.”

#suns.f #biker!simon #simon ghost riley x reader #simon riley x reader #ghost x reader #simon ghost riley #simon riley #suns #luvr-bunnyy #ask #AHHHHH HOPE U LIKE THIS ONE MY LUV

[voltronisanobsession]

Hi! Could make a request about Percabeth x gn reader who is clingy/likes to spend as much time as possible together and physically affectionate with Percy and Annabeth, but not to others? Thank you!

Percy and Annabeth with Clingy Reader

Double combo 😍🔥🔥 I love writing self-indulgent stuff hehe

Hope you enjoyed this one, I loved writing for both of them😔😔😔 not proofread

Being the clingiest one out of the three of you, its really hard to unstick yourself to the other two

No matter what, reader is always seen with AT LEAST Percy or Annabeth

You feel at your best when your with both of them, so it’s not uncommon for other campers to see you hanging out with either Percy or Annabeth, or even both!

You love spending your day with them, spending as much time with them before dinner by accompanying them to their activities or chores

Since you’re the most open about your affections, you’re always somehow touching them

Whether it be a lingering hand on their back or an arm wrapped around their waist, you’re always clinging onto any part of them

Hand holding is a MUST for you

Annabeth takes your right while Percy takes your left😩

The one who would let you fully ndulge in your clingy antics is Percy because,,

Cmon on now

I headcanon Percy as super clingy and affectionate too💀💀

He would let you latch on to him whenever you want bro, he’s all yours

He’s clinging just as tight

He loves when you just randomly jump on him and hug the living life out of him

UGHHH 💔💔💔

Since he’s just as affectionate as you, you already know he’s gonna play along with you as wrap your arm around his

He’ll then wrap his arm around your shoulder which causes you to hug him

His final one up on you is hugging you back while lifting you up in the air, your laughter ringing through his ears like music (SCREAMING)

Now, with two extremely affectionate people, Annabeth has to be the one to balance y’all out

As much as she loves being bombarded with your love attacks, she’s more calmer with her advances with you

So while your energy is bought all the way up with Percy, you’re able to just calm down and settle next to Annabeth when around her

Percy is more high energy and Annabeth is more soothing

She loves the more quieter moments between you two since she thinks they’re more intimate

Like during the campfire while Percy is somewhere in the dark night, you’d rest your head on her shoulder

She’d gently lay her own on top of yours and just

Sit there

She relishes in the moment you share, allowing you to take her hand and hold it, looking down at the serene look on your face while smiling

In private, you’re 100% more clingy

If you’re bunking in Percy’s cabin, you’ll cling onto your boyfriend and girlfriend, loving the way you’re sandwiched between them despite the bed offering so much space

You’d play with both of their hands while you slowly fall asleep, Annabeth’s warm and Percy’s cool hand comforting you as you close your hands

Now about what you said about reader not being affectionate with others, it would be more about how comfortable you’ve grown with Percy and Annabeth

Yeah you’ll hug your sibling every now and then, but for the most part, you’re just not as close to anyone to be as affectionate as you are with your partners

And people find that fine tbh, whatever your more comfortable with is better🔥🔥

Spending so much time with Annabeth and Percy have made you all grow closer

Sure there have been some problems sprinkled in here and there, buts nothing that a good talking can’t fix

You’re living your best life as long as you got them both at your side 😭😭💔💔💔

#pjo x reader #percy jackson and the olympians x reader #Percy jackson x reader #percy jackson x you #annabeth chase x reader #Annabeth pjo x reader #annabeth x reader #percy jackson and the olypians #pjo #percy jackson #annabeth pjo #Annabeth chase #Annabeth chase pjo #pjo headcanons #percy jackson headcanons #x reader #pjo percy #pjo annabeth #pjo x you

[strniohoeee]

Not Mine

Pairing: Matt Sturniolo X Female Reader

Synopsis: A glimpse into the rise and downfall of Y/N’s relationship. Torn between wanting to move on with her life, but also wanting to relive the past. Constantly struggling, but will she figure it out in the end?🫂

Warnings⚠️: None really just get your tissue boxes ready😔. This one’s longggg too LOLLL

Song for the imagine: Strange- Celeste

Isn’t it strange

How people can change

From strangers to friends

Friends into lovers

And strangers again?

Day 374

Another day slipping from my fingers. My breathing shallow as my eyes blinked slowly. Staring out my bedroom window as the rain trickled down the glass offering me a reflection of who I hated.

I’d like to think I’m numb to the feeling at this point, but everytime I hear his name, or see his face my chest physically hurts. Some sick and twisted part of me indulged in this feeling. I wanted to feel pain. I thrived off of it. I mean it makes us stronger in the end doesn’t it?

200 days pondering. I’ve spent 200 days trying to scoop my life together. When you’re left with no true explanation your mind tends to go overboard. Filling the cracks with reasons and excuses that you were never given.

He wasn’t mine, and I was so blind to it. Trying to fix someone who so badly didn’t care. Too blind by infatuation to see how he truly felt.

Day 180

“I just don’t understand why” I stated staring down at my empty cup

“You can’t sit here and try to figure out someone who was never even open to you fully in the first place” my friend said to me

“I mean I know, but why give me this false hope. Make it seem like you saw a future with me. When he didn’t” I said swallowing thickly

“It’s been 6 days, do not beat yourself up over it okay? You’re killing yourself trying to rack your brain looking for the whys?” She said caressing my arm

“ I reached out to him yesterday” I said sniffling

“And?” She asked looking at me with a soft smile

“He said he couldn’t see me this weekend, but maybe another time” I replied breaking down

“Please don’t cry okay, you’re going to be okay” she said pulling me and hugging me

Day 374

I got up from my chair and walked out to my living room. I inhaled a shaky breath as I looked around the dimly lit room. My eyes landed on my coffee table. I trembled at the sight of the Polaroids of us littered along the mahogany wood, the vase he got me with nothing in it, and the books he purchased for me.

I started to breathe heavily and my hands began to shake.

“I HATE YOU” I screamed, shoving everything off the table with my fists. Breaking down as I heard the glass shatter and the books tumble down

“I hate your stupid fuck boy hair cut, I hate your cold blue eyes, I hate your stupid dry skin and your cracked lips, I hate your ugly smile….I HATE YOU” I screamed the last part as I banged my fists on the table

Dry heaving from the panic attack I was putting myself through.

Day 1

My eyes browsed the pastry display as I waited in line. These all looked so good, and it was hard to pick just one, but finally my eyes landed on the last heart shaped cookie on the rack

“Next!” I heard someone yell out, my eyes darting their way

“Good morning” I said offering a smile

“Good morning! What can I get for you today” the older woman said smiling at me

“May I have a small hot latte, and the heart shaped cookie right there” I said pointing over to the glass

“Sure thing honey” she said ringing me up

After paying she turned around and began to make my latte while I waited.

As I waited I felt a presence next to me, so I looked over locking eyes with a pair of blue ones. I offered him a smile and he returned the favor

“One latte and one heart cookie” the woman said handing me my stuff

“Thank you” I said grabbing my stuff and smiling at her

“Have a good day” she said

“You too” I replied and began to walk away, nodding my head at the guy who was next to me

I left the cafe and walked to the bookstore down the road. I was browsing around when I decided to walk into the horror aisle

I was looking at some books, mindlessly walking sideways when I bumped into someone.

“Oh sorry” I said looking up, and meeting those same blue eyes

“You’re good” he said smiling at me

“I was walking while looking at the books” I said looking over at the shelves

“You’re heart shaped cookie girl” he said pointing at me

“That would be me” I said laughing

“Those are my favorite, and you got the last one” he said fake pouting

“Would you like it?” I asked him offering him the bag

“Oh no no, thank you though” he said with his hand on his chest

“So you like horror too?” I asked him

“Uhhh no” he said laughing at bit

“Well then I think you’re in the wrong aisle” I said giggling

“I actually don’t read” he said putting his hands in his pockets

“Then why are you at a bookstore?” I asked tilting my head

“Well I like to look at the covers, I’m more of a visual type of guy” he replied

“Ahhh makes sense” I said nodding my head

“But uh don’t let me stop you from looking” he said stepping away from the shelf

I nodded at him and began to look at some books. My eyes landed on a Stephen King book, and I grabbed it immediately

“I’m going to have a seat at those tables and read this book a bit, you can join if you’d like” I said looking over at the boy

“I wouldn’t want to infiltrate” he said back

“Oh no never, join me” I stated smiling at him

We sat at the table, and I took the cookie out of the bag breaking it in half.

“Have half” I said looking up at him

“No don’t worry” he said nodding at me

“Please I insist” I said handing him the cookie

Finally he obliged and began to eat it. We sat chatting for a while about random stuff. When suddenly my phone rang, and I realized I was late to meeting up with my friend

“Oh my god I’m so sorry, but I’m actually supposed to be somewhere right now and I’m totally late” I said scooting back from the chair

“Oh no worries” he said standing up as well

“It was nice talking to you…” I said looking at him

“Matthew, but I go by Matt” he said sticking his hand out

“Well Matt it was nice talking to you, I’m Y/N” I said shaking his hand

“It was great talking to you too” he said smiling at me

“Here let me give you my number. I’d like to talk again” I said nervously

“Yeah sure” he said taking his phone out

After we exchanged numbers I went on with my day

Day 5

Matt and I had met for dinner to catch up. I was enjoying my time with him. He was truly a cool person to hang around, and I slowly felt myself looking for him in my day to day interactions.

“So Matt what brings you to LA” I said looking up at him

“Well I just moved here with my brothers. We’re from Boston and we came here for our jobs” he said

“Ohhh nice what do you do?” I asked taking a sip of my drink

“Well we’re social media influencers” he said laughing a bit

“Oh that’s nice” I said smiling at him

He had shown me their pages and what they do, and I found it fascinating. They were also pretty famous might I add. I felt special hanging out with him, not going to lie.

“Do you have a girlfriend?” I asked him

“No” he replied

“Is it hard because you go between LA and Boston?” I asked

“No I just prefer to be alone” he said chuckling

“Ahhh I see” I said nodding my head

“I just don’t believe in the whole love and soulmate stuff” he replied

“No? How come” I asked him

“I mean what even is love you know? People just throw that word around, and it just ends up hurting people. I like to keep my peace and I like to be single. Less problems” he said

“That’s true” I said nodding my head

“Do you have a boyfriend?” He asked

“Oh no, but I do believe in love and soulmates. I just haven’t found mine” I said laughing

Matt nodded his head and we continued to eat. The rest of the night was amazing, sharing our philosophies on different topics and truly enjoying each others companies

Day 30

Matt and I had been hanging out pretty much everyday, and I truly enjoyed it. Of course I had my own friends, but he was a breath of fresh air.

The only other issue was that I began to have feelings towards him. I tried not to because I know he didn’t believe in love or girlfriends. But he made it hard when he was exactly what I looked for in a man

“You know I enjoy this a lot” he said as we sat on a bench eating ice cream

“Yeah? Me too” I said looking over at him

“It’s nice to just get out with you and have a good time I like it” he said eating his ice cream

“I like it too” I replied

“And I like you too” he said shrugging his shoulders

“I like you too Matt” I replied looking over at him again

That night Matt had walked me home since I wasn’t too far from the ice cream shop.

“Well this is me” I said pointing to the building

“Thank you for coming out tonight” he said

“Thank you for inviting me I had a blast” I said

“Well I’ll let you go now” he said opening his arms for a hug

I hugged Matt and in that moment I felt like my dreams were slowly becoming a reality.

When we pulled away we stopped and stared at one for a moment. Our eyes searched for an answer when suddenly he leaned down and kissed me.

Our lips locked in such a beautiful kiss.

That night when we parted ways my heart thumped with adrenaline. My mind racing with all the possibilities of what we could be.

Day 50

“This view is amazing” Matt said looking at the city line beneath us

“Isn’t it? I come up here when I want to think and clear my mind, but it’s just so beautiful I had to bring you” I said

“There’s not many people here” he replied looking around

“Well yeah, it’s a secret spot” I said smiling at him

“You took me to your secret spot? Am I that special?” He asked

“I guess so” I said biting my bottom lip

He came up behind me wrapping his arms around my waist as he leaned his head on my shoulder. Swaying us side to side slowly.

“When I want to clear my mind I got to this small beach that not many people know about in Boston. It’s actually a place I discovered when my first girlfriend broke up with me. I was so hurt and angry that I just kept driving and landed there” he said looking at the skyline

“I’ve never told anyone that” he whispered

My heart fluttered at this. Being able to break down his walls to get him to tell me more about himself made me warm inside. I think I was changing him….

“I thought you didn’t believe in love?” I said in a whisper

“Well after her I don’t. She completely destroyed me, and I vouched to never give my heart to anyone again” he replied looking at me

“And what about me?” I said laughing

“You’re different” he said tapping my chin with his thumb

Day 63

Matt and I had just had sex for the first time. I mean it was amazing he was so careful with me like I was a dainty feather. He took his time, caressing my every inch, kissing all my insecurities away. He made me feel loved.

My mind moved as we laid in his bed, the sheets keeping us tangled together. The sunlight kissing his skin as he laid on my chest lightly snoring.

His right hand gently placed on my torso as my right hand raked through his hair. Massaging his scalp and occasionally running down his back as the goosebumps rose on his skin.

A smile growing on my face as Matt laid in my arms. My mind playing all our possibilities repeatedly. Matt made me the happiest girl in the world, and I didn’t even know if he realized how special this made me feel

Day 97

My mind began to race as insecurities began to cloud my mind. We’ve been seeing each other for well over two months now, and I wasn’t sure what we were?

I paced around my living room as Matt sat on the couch watching me.

“Y/N what’s wrong?” He asked me, causing me to stop in my tracks

“What….what are we?” I asked looking at him

“What do you mean?” He asked

“I mean us Matt. Were sleeping together, going on dates sending each other gifts, but you haven’t said I was your girlfriend” I replied

“I liked you Y/N a lot, and who cares about labels okay? I want to be with you and that’s all” he said

“I guess…I guess you’re right” I said nodding at him

Day 132

I slammed the door behind me as I stomped into my kitchen throwing my stuff down. I grabbed a bottle of water and began to drink it

“What's the issue now?” Matt asked throwing his hands up in defense

“The issue? Matt some girl was practically throwing herself on you, and you didn’t do a single thing, but when I tell her to back off I’m the problem” I said walking over to him

“Well I can handle my own. I told her I wasn’t interested, and the way you acted was embarrassing” he said

“Matt this happens all the time, and I’m sorry if I embarrassed you, but I’ve had enough of this shit happening” I said shoving past him

“It’s not that serious okay” he said

“You know what? It is serious Matthew. I don’t get this whole casual thing. I want to be your girlfriend. You don’t take me on dates, buy me flowers and have sex with me and say you want this to be casual and just a friends with benefit type of thing. FRIENDS DONT DO THIS” I said raising my voice

“I don’t know what you expect from me. I’ve made this clear from the beginning” he said sighing

“Get out….JUST GET THE FUCK OUT” I yelled opening the front door

Matt left and I slammed the door behind him. Falling down and breaking down on the ground. Why was he being so cruel to me? I didn't get it.

Day 135

I hadn’t spoken to Matt in 3 days, and it was truly bothering me. I prayed he would call or, or show up at my door, but I was disappointed when I got nothing.

I paced my living room anxious and biting my nails contemplating if I should head over to Matt’s house.

After some more bantering with myself I opened my front door to walk out, when I saw Matt getting ready to knock on my door.

“I…what are you doing here?” I asked him

“I came here to say sorry” he said his head hung low

“It’s okay Matt. I just need you to tell me that we aren’t just friends” I said as I moved out the way to let him walk in

He slowly began to walk in without saying a word when I stopped him

“Please” I said in a whisper

“I can’t give you that because it’s not the truth. I’ve made it clear from the beginning I don’t do love. I’m sorry if this isn’t what you want” he said looking at me

Like an idiot I ignored his statement and let him into my house. I swore up and down I could change his mind and make him see that we were meant to be together.

Day 171

Matt and I went bowling which was his favorite thing to do, but the whole time it was like his mind was elsewhere.

“I got a strike babyyyy” I said doing a dance that he loved seeing me do

“Nice” he said offering me a half smile

“What’s wrong?” I asked sitting down next to him

“Nothings wrong” he said looking over at me

“I can tell by your demeanor, are you okay?” I asked again reading his face for an answer

“I’m just tired is all” he said

“We can leave, we can get something to eat or head back to my house” I said smiling at him

“I think…I think I’m going to call it a night” he said standing up

“Oh okay” I said also standing up

We closed our lane and headed outside. He waited for a Uber while my house was two blocks down.

“I’ll uh I’ll see you in a few days” he said nodding at me

“Umm yeah sure” I said bluntly

He kissed me on the cheek as his Uber pulled up. He got in without saying anything else, and didnt even look at me as it drove away.

I walked back home that night confused, hurt and angry. Why was he being this way with me?

Day 174

Matt had asked me to meet him at the cafe we first met around 12. I had gotten there around 12:05, and met him at a table in the back

“Hi” I said sitting down

“Hi” he said staring at me

“Sooo what’s up” I said getting nervous

“I think we should part ways” he said swallowing thickly

“What?” I said as my brows furrowed

“I mean we’re just not meant to be. We fight all the time now and I find no joy in what we do” he said blinking

“I mean couples fight all the time right? This is normal we just have to learn to talk it out” I said reaching out to grab his hand

“The thing is I don’t like who I force myself to be around you. What we had was great, but I’m not ready for a relationship and I can’t give you what you want” he stated

“But…but we can work this out. We can find a middle ground” I said fighting for my life

“No Y/N….we’re over” he stated

I looked at him and blinked. When I saw how serious he was I got up from the table and walked away.

I looked back and prayed he’d be lookin for me, but he wasn’t. He didn’t even care to watch me walk out of his life.

That day ruined me

Day 200

I laid in bed most days tossing and turning as the memories of us played in my mind. Haunted by these memories I often forced myself to sleep, or to cry. My wales so loud I couldn’t even hear my own thoughts

Day 43

“So how’s it going with Matt?” My friend asked

“Oh it’s going amazing! I’m head over heels for this guy, and I think we’re going to end up together” I told her

“Tell me more about him” she said as her eyes lit up

“Oh god I love his hair, the wavy brown locks, and I love his blue eyes I swear I could see a glimpse of us in them, and I love his skin how soft it is and how his cheeks flush when I compliment him, I love his lips they’re so plump and moisturized all the time and I love his smile. His teeth are gorgeous and his smile lights up any room he walks into” I said smiling like an idiot

“Oh god… you really are in love with him” she said laughing

“I guess so” I said laughing with her

Day 205

It was a bit over a month now since I last spoke to Matt. I mean I used to see him everywhere and it’s just like he disappeared off the face of the earth.

My chest physically hurts every single day. I was so stupid to think I could change him. He made it clear from the beginning that he didn’t want a girlfriend.

How stupid and blind could I be to think he’d want me. I mean no one ever wants me in the end.

I killed myself for a guy who didn’t care.

Day 387

Here I was finally stepping out of the house after a week of trapping myself away. There was a crafting fair in my area, and I really needed to get out and walk and smell the fresh air.

I stopped at a few booths and purchased some things. Trying my hardest not to purchase things that reminded me of Matt.

After the last booth I decided to have a seat at a small table as I watched children play in the street. A smile creeped on my face as I watched them.

So pure and innocent, and life has yet to screw them over. On how I’d pay to go back in time and be a kid again. As I continued to watch them my thoughts were interrupted

“Y/N?” I heard to the left of me

My brows furrowed and I turned my head looking over. My breath hitching in my throat.

“Matt?” I said confused

“How have you been?” He asked smiling at me and taking a seat

“Oh I’ve been good” I said offering him a smile

“That’s great. I haven’t seen you in so long. You look good” he said

“Thank you, i know it’s been a long time” I said laughing a bit

“What are you up to these days?” He asked me

“Uhh you know just working, reading and writing” I said

“Did you ever finish that book you started writing? It was…it was really good” he said

“Oh man I forgot about that book….Im not even sure where it is” I said

“You should look for it, and finish it. I’d love to read it” he said smiling at me

“Maybe one day” I said nodding at him

“How have you been?” I asked him

“Me? Oh I’ve been good just working with my brothers still can you believe we’re at 5 million subscribers” he said smiling

“Congrats you guys deserve it” I said

“Thank you….wow this is just amazing seeing you again” he said looking at me with soft eyes

“Yeah it is” I said swallowing thickly

He went to speak when a girl appeared behind him

“Oh there you are Matt” she said walking over to him

“Oh hi” he said standing up

“Uhh Crystal this is Y/N, and Y/N this is Crystal my girlfriend” he said

“Nice to meet you” I said, shaking her hand. My stomach twisting into knots

“It’s so nice to finally meet you. Matt has told me so much about you. He says he’s learned a lot about life from you” she said

“That’s great to hear” I said glancing over at Matt

“Well um I don’t want to keep you, it was great seeing you” Matt said

“Ditto” I said

With that they gave me one last glance and walked away.

My mind wrapped around the word ‘girlfriend’……I wasn’t even sure how to feel truly.

Day 426

I had driven up to the hilltop I always went to when I needed to think. After splitting with Matt I refused to come up here. The memories paining me too much.

I was ready to start fresh, and let go of the past. I wanted to be released of Matt’s shackles, and I needed to start somewhere. So the hilltop was the first thing that came to mind.

I watched the busy street bustle beneath me as I let my mind race freely. Coming to the realization that love and soulmates were all bullshit.

Lies fed to us through books, music and movies. It’s a nice thought, but in the end it doesn’t really work out.

I couldn't be angry at anyone. I mean this is just the fact of life.

I let a smile creep on my face as I sniffled. Finding peace of mind was something I looked forward to and I had to take it day by day.

I let the wind rustle through my hair as I watched the trees sway and the golden sun kiss my skin. Life was beautiful and I was taking it for granted.

“Y/N” I suddenly heard from behind me

I quickly turned around and met eyes with Matt

“Matthew” I said giving him a weak smile

“Strange finding you here” he said walking over to me

“This is my secret place” I said batting my tears away

“I suppose that’s true” he replied laughing and sitting next to me

“Congrats on uhh the girlfriend” I said looking at the skyline

“Don’t say it unless you mean it” he said bumping his shoulder into mine

“Well then in that case my lips are sealed” I said

He let out a breath of air and looked at the skyline

“So uhh are you okay?” He asked after a moment of silence

“I will be” I said kicking the gravel around

“You know it sucks realizing everything you believe in is false” I said wiping my nose

“What do you mean?” He asked looking over at me

“You know soulmates and love and all that shit, you were right” I said looking over at him

“No” he said shaking his head

“Yes don’t look at me like that” I said rolling my eyes

“It was meant to be with Crystal and I. I mean if I never stopped her to tell her she dropped her bag…we wouldn’t be where we are now. And the whole time I would think you were right” he said

“No you didn’t” I said laughing

“Yes! Yes I did” he said laughing too

“It’s just….its just me you weren’t right about, and I’m sorry I couldn’t be the one for you” he said looking at me as he blinked a few tears away

I looked at him and let a few tears fall. Someone I thought was truly mine…but he was not mine. I was the person who paved the way for him to find who he truly needed in life

“You never wanted to be my boyfriend, but here you are” I said nodding my head

“I know, but it just happened” he said

“I don’t understand…I don’t understand how it just happened” I said shaking my head

“I just woke up one day and I knew….I knew that she was who I could spend the rest of my life with” he replied wiping his eye

“Knew what?” I said as my voice got shaky

“Knew what I was never sure of with you” he said looking at me

Those words pained me….they did, but I couldn’t be mad at him. I can not hate someone who doesn’t want me, it's not their fault.

Day 78

“Matt how do you know believe in love I don’t get it” I said laughing as I played with his hair

“It’s simple, I just don’t. What does it even mean? I say this all the time” he said laughing

“How do you know you’re not in love is the real question” I replied back

“Well how would I know?” He said running his hands up my thigh as he laid on my stomach

“I don’t know…..you just wake up one day and you just know” I replied back

To this he stood quiet, and it made me wonder if he was falling in love with me

Day 426

“Yeah” I said ina whisper

Matt pulled me in for a hug and rubbed my back. A hug I so badly needed and I gripped onto him letting a few more tears slip from my eyes. I thought what we had was real, and it wasn’t. And this would be the last time I would really feel Matt

He pulled away and looked into my eyes smiling at me

“I should go, but I’m really happy to see that you’re doing good” he said standing up and walking away

“Matt” I called out and he turned around

“I really do hope that you’re happy” I said standing up

He looked at me for a few seconds licking his lips and flashing a toothy smile at me. Nodding his head and whispering a thank you.

He turned back around and walked away.

I sat back down on the bench running my hands through my hair as I let the tears fall.

This…this is where I would be leaving any memory and may hope of Matt. He would stay here on this hilltop overlooking LA.

Day 574

Dear Diary,

It’s been 400 days since I parted ways with Matt. It’s been over a year and I can finally say that I am happy and okay. The very last conversation with Matt was hard, but it was needed.

I needed him to let me go, so that I could let him go. He helped me understand it all, and for that I’m thankful. He cleared a path for me that would make it easier for me to go on with life.

Although I spent many nights praying that he and I were meant for each other deep down I’m glad that we weren’t. I’m glad he was in my life when he was because who knows who I would be right now. I’m forever grateful he was put into my life to show me the beauty and the pain of it all.

I still have love for Matt, but in a different way than most would think. He helped me find peace of mind, and although it was painful and agonizing torture I’m glad I went through it.

He showed me that there’s much more in life and even though he was not mine I could push forward with myself. He opened my eyes to a lot of things, and I’m grateful for it. He’s doing well with his girlfriend, and I couldn’t be more happy for him. I sometimes find myself wondering what that would be like if it was him and I, but I try not to think about it.

He’s helped me be a better me. I finished my book finally and had it published. It’s actually doing really well, and even showed his support. Saying even though he doesn’t read he finds himself going back to my pages and re reading them. He really is the best thing that has happened to me.

Even though he didn’t make it to the end of my story I’m still grateful he was a part of the chapters. And I will always be grateful to be a part of his story, watching from the sidelines as one of his cheerleaders.

He deserves it all!

So with that diary I am finally closing this chapter of my life, and beginning a new one. Manifesting the life that I have always wanted for myself and happy where I’m heading.

This is the last page of this diary, and it’s such a bittersweet ending to end this right here and wonder if it’ll continue on a new page in a fresh book…..I guess time will tell, and with that I’m off to new ventures!

Sincerely,

Y/N

I shut my book and closed my pen. Rolling my shoulders as I looked out the cafe window. Smiling at the young children playing in the streets….the beauty of life!

I finished my coffee and threw it in the trash. Stretching and cracking my neck as I gathered my journal and pen. I began to walk away

“Excuse me miss” I heard from behind me

“Uh yes” I said turning around

“You left your bag” he said walking over to me with it

“Oh shoot! My minds all over the place” I said shaking my head and grabbing my bag from him

“Oh man I get that!” He said laughing

“Well thank you….” I said waiting for his name

“Oh Samuel! But I go by Sam” he said sticking his hand out for me to shake

A chill ran up my spine….i've come full circle again

“Well thank you Sam, I’m Y/N” I said shaking his hand

“You’re welcome Y/N” he said smiling at me

“I’ll see you around” I said nodding at him

“Yeah I’ll see you around” he said moving his glasses up with his right hand

My eyes immediately darted to the book in his hand….

The same Stephen King book I picked up when I met Matt.

What a small world….

The End

Alright this one was LONGGGGG, but I loved writing it🥺, and I hope you guys enjoyed it. This will not be a series just a quick little imagine where the ending is up to the reader🤭. I love yall and I hope you enjoyed reading it🥹🖤🖤 Also this is based on 500 Days of Summer because that movie broke meeee😭

-J💅🏽

#sturniolo triplets #sturniolo x reader #sturniolo fanfic #matt sturniolo fanfic #matt sturniolo x reader #matt sturniolo imagines #matthew sturniolo x reader #Matthew Sturniolo imagines #Spotify

[glaxelilly]

Nsfw headcannons for welt, loucha and svarog(seperetly) but the fem reader is a inexperienced virgin? Sub reader pls

Maybe it’s their wedding night

I decided to make it a multi😭😭

How they would treat virginfem!reader on their wedding night — Welt, Luocha, Svarog

Welt Yang

You told him from the beginning that you were a virgin not wanting it to be a problem

When you told him he kissed you and said that he wanted to wait until he got to marry you until he got to be with you completely

So that’s what the two of you did

And when he finally gave you his last name and made you the happiest woman ever

That same night he made you his in the only way that was left

Welt was gentle and sweet, making sure you felt comfortable and good the whole time

He almost lost it though when he first slid inside of you, but he quickly came back to himself when you hissed in pain

When you guys were done, he made sure to clean you up with care before himself

And then he would down next to you, pulling you close and asking you questions about it, making sure you liked it

Luocha

You don’t tell him you’re a virgin for awhile

It actually comes out in a panic during a heated make-out session

He asks you why you didn’t tell him earlier and you confess it was because you were nervous about him teasing you

And that is what he teases you about

He tells you that he can wait until you’re ready, that there’s no rush and he just wants you to be comfortable

You smile and tell him how, since you’ve waited this long, you kinda want to wait until your married, do the whole cliche

He tells you if that’s what you want then that’s what you’ll get

And when the two of you get married he keeps his promise

He keeps it well

Luocha shows you all the pleasures you’ve never had, multiple times

He kisses and touches you everywhere, eats you out and fingers you until you can’t take it anymore, and then fucks into you with so much love and care it brings tears to your eyes

You pass out almost immediately when he’s finally done with you, and when you wake up you’re clean and wrapped up in his arms

Right where you belong

Svarog

In the beginning of the relationship he tells you he wants to wait to be with you intimately until the two of you are married

You just happen to be a virgin

He tells you it’s because he saw in his database that it was a human tradition to show your partner that you were serious about being with them

That made you chuckle but you nodded and told him that you could wait till you were married to have sex with him

And you couldn’t help the random blushes that would appear all throughout your wedding day, knowing what was going to happen that night

Svarog used his database, scanning tool, and the sounds you made to guide him through pleasuring you

The robot was meticulous, making you cum over and over again, watching you closely and storing the memories/recordings of your pleasured face away for “future analysis”

He also makes a point to praise you the whole time

Telling you how good you are and how much you’re helping with his research

The last part makes you laugh around another gasp

Before he’s even done he’s searching for aftercare techniques

He quickly cleans you up and then runs you a bath, gently setting you inside the tub, before helping you wash up

You’re once again thankful for his advance technology

I hope you liked it!!! Ngl I was a little nervous because of how new these characters are to me and how little I know about them and their personalities so if they are ooc I’m really sorry😔

#hsr #honkai star rail #hsr x reader #hsr x you #hsr x y/n #honkai star rail x reader #welt yang x reader #welt yang #hsr welt #welt yang x you #welt yang x y/n #welt yang smut #welt yang hsr #hsr luocha x reader #luocha #hsr luocha #luocha x reader #luocha x you #luocha smut #luocha star rail #luocha hsr #hsr svarog x reader #svarog #hsr svarog #svarog x reader #svarog smut #svarog hsr

[mistydeyes]

hi hi ! aaaahh congrats on 1K ! i love all ur writings <3

can u do a ‘you have nowhere to go and decide to spend it in bed ;)’ with gaz cuz he’s so boyfriend 😔

thank you anon! and ABSOLUTELY YES I love writing about my boy especially in scenarios like this ;)

link to the prompt list and 1k celebration!

prompt: morning sun (18+) - you have nowhere to go and decide to spend it in bed ;)

pairing: Kyle "Gaz" Garrick x fem!reader

warnings: SEXUAL DEPICTIONS (it's gettin HOT IN HERE), swearing

a/n: okay just a little thing but I just KNOW in my heart gaz would be the one to make you laugh in the middle of sex like this man is so goofy

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You loved winter mornings in your flat. Everything was perfect on days when the streets were coated in white and silverly blankets. Your eyes slowly opened to see the window had frosted over and you smiled. You rolled over to see your boyfriend, still sleeping soundly with half the blanket knocked off of his naked body. You cozied up into his chest and he placed a strong arm around you. "Good morning, love," he said sleepily through his still-closed eyes, "what time is it?" You reached over to your phone and the alert of a snowstorm took up your notifications. "30 after 8 but looks like the grocers will have to wait," you explained, "heavy snowstorm outside." Kyle's eyes opened and he turned his head to look at the cover of clouds and the snow pooling on the ground. "What do you want to do?" you questioned and he held you tight before he thought for a moment. As his hands delved in between your bare thighs, you had a clue as to what he wanted.

You giggled slightly as he flipped on top of you and moved your body effortlessly to the mountain of pillows. "You okay with this?" he asked as he looked down at you. His arms caged you in and he had a suggestive smile on his face. You smiled up at him before biting your lip and nodding with excitement. He kissed you deeply and you moaned as he let a hand trail down your legs and began to massage your clit. "You're soaked, darling," he mused and your back arched as he began to pick up the pace. You gripped onto his arms as he moved his hands into strong consistent circles. You dug your fingernails into his forearms as he insert two fingers into you. "Fuck," you trailed off as he massaged your insides slowly. He was always amazing at navigating your body and you couldn't help but let out a scream in pleasure. "A bit eager are we?" he continued to joke and you laughed. "You're a bastard," you started to say but you were caught off guard as he leaned down and thrust into you.

You both moaned as he started to pick up a steady pace. You held onto his shoulders and wrapped your legs around his waist as you adjusted to his size. Your nails dug into his muscles as he continued to pump into you. He let out a string of swears as you tightened around him and you could feel your neck become raw with hickeys. The initial cold room rose in temperature as you both were reaching your climax. As he felt you tighten even more around him, his lips left your neck and he put his forehead to yours. "Cum for me, love," he whispered and he moved his hand down to rub your clit. You were seeing stars as he continued and you both groaned as your stomach tightened. Your legs felt weak as you screamed and you felt your legs drip with his semen. He laid you back down gently and you both took a moment to catch your breath. He turned to the side to look at your reddened face before speaking again. "Round two?" he said and you couldn't help but laugh. "And you said I was the eager one."

#kyle gaz garrick #gaz x reader #kyle garrick x reader #task force 141 x reader #task force 141 #cod x reader #call of duty modern warfare #cod mwii #modern warfare 2 #call of duty #mw2 imagine #madebyizzie #gaz imagine #kyle garrick imagine #mw2 #izzie is writing #izzie celebrates 1k

[kzpearce]

kiss > keys. alhaitham x reader

gender neutral reader! not really proofread (so i apologize for the wrong grammar that you would encounter) and it's also another alhaitham (supposedly ayato butttttttt yeah 😓)

also it contained language so read at your own risk! 😵‍💫

author's note. by the way, thank you so much from my previous post it had gotten a lot of attention! i love you guys <3 (poor ao3 and wattpad i'm still not giving them updates 😣)

edit. LOL i forgot to tag and i feel like this would flop and i dont wanna repost it anymore cuz itd like 1am here so 😔

you had decided to stay at kaveh’s apartment (that you weren’t aware he had a hot roommate he said he didn’t like), only because you had nowhere to stay and your budget wasn’t enough to rent a place. after all, you managed to enter the akademiya because of a scholarship, and it was an opportunity because the akademiya was one of the great schools in teyvat.

but after a few days of staying at kaveh’s apartment, he announced to you and his roommate that he would be going on a trip, and it was a requirement for his task. you glared at your cousin who suddenly made a decision (that he said, he didn’t have a choice) to leave you with the roommate he didn’t trust.

“i thought you didn’t trust your roommate? and now you’re leaving me with him?” you asked unbelievably to your cousin.

“i don’t. but i trust you that you knew how to handle yourself already,” he retorted, placing his clothes inside his baggage. what’s worse was he will be out for a few months, and you knew you wouldn’t be able to get enough mora (when you’re only helping in the library and they only gave you a few) to rent a place.

the reason why you were also willingly to come here and accept the scholarship. it’s because your parents declared that your cousin was studying here and you could stay at his place (they also didn’t know he has a roommate).

“bitch your roommate owns this apartment and you didn’t even say a word? to us?” you remembered rolling your eyes and crossing your arms when you managed to have alone time with kaveh.

he reasoned that he didn’t bother saying anything anymore, so that there wouldn’t be more questions coming from the family (since they won’t shut up when there were happenings around you and kaveh’s lives).

meh, understandable, but still. what the hell?

“alhaitham,” kaveh averted his gaze to his grey-haired man roommate, who had never left his sight on his book. “if you did something to my cousin i would burn you and your house alive.”

you snorted. he was so good at threatening people, but you knew that he would also never do it.

when kaveh left, the first few days with alhaitham was awkward, and the house was really silent unless they would ask each other about the house details like where would he be eating for tonight, whatsoever. other than that, nothing more.

nevertheless, time passed when there was a project you needed to do. but when you asked for your professor’s guidance (because there were difficulties on your part), he suggested that alhaitham should teach you.

you were annoyed, but it eventually became okay because he was your roommate for quite a while and hopefully he wouldn’t neglect you since your professor asked him to do it.

“you were doing it the wrong way,” that was his line whenever you talk to him about your project. you couldn’t help but sigh, but it was also okay for you because you’re taking this as an opportunity to become better.

during those days, you would make small talks when things went silent, and he oddly cooperated. you had never thought that this would be an entrance to make the two of you closer.

and you would be lying if you didn’t find him more attractive that you wouldn’t stop yourself from falling.

“i wonder how much information you know since you never stopped reading,” you said when both of you were getting some fresh air outside, yet his eyes were still focused on his book.

“enough that it would make your mind stir,”

you blinked.

twice.

either you got that or you didn’t. there were no betweens.

“well, you might be considered as the smartest man in the world since you contained a lot of information that would make your mind stir,” instead, you made a joke out of it. you chuckled out of foolishness.

he snorted. “that was a terrible joke.”

you rolled your eyes, “of course it was. that wasn’t a joke anymore at some point.”

his lips curved.

the chemistry friendship between you had gotten closer and if both of you had free time, you would hang out together. and it didn’t mean you would go out and do things, but staying at one place and letting the silence eat the ambiance away was enough to consider as a hang out.

you might have considered it as a rest too. the his presence was so comfortable and peaceful that you would never want to go away and his arms wrapped around you would make you simply not care about the world anymore.

his face wasn’t always buried in the pages of his book. instead, you two hung out more and you could see his facial softened whenever he was talking to you. you could see his smile frequently too.

you knew you were falling, yet you’re scared that things wouldn’t be the same if ever he didn’t like you back.

a sigh escaped your lips when you knew you had to live for two days because of a project in port ormos. you knew you would miss him (even though it’s only for two days—maybe you had gotten very comfortable and used to his presence to the point you didn’t want to be away from it anymore).

“see you in two days, roomie,” you giggled at the nickname you suddenly made. he glanced at you interestingly.

“since when did you start calling me that?”

“since now,” you teasingly smiled, remaining in eye contact with him.

“okay, be careful when you’re there.” he said, still maintaining eye contact. His eyes were so pretty.

“okay, roomie,” you teased.

he slightly rolled his eyes but his beautiful smile carved on his lips that you knew you would miss.

you wore your backpack on your back and prepared to walk away from his apartment.

yet you suddenly hovered your hands on your pocket, realising you forgot the keys with you.

“haitham,” you spoke softly, “you forgot to give me the keys,”

the next thing you knew, a soft lips were pressed in your lips. your eyes expanded and how your body reacted started to become uncontrollable.

without giving you time to adjust, he moved away. and your lips suddenly felt empty.

“haitham, the keys of the apartment not a kiss,” you pressed your lips together, maintaining your composure. “but that was better,”

he smirked, “you want me to kiss you again?”

you smiled, unable to trust yourself with how and what you will answer.

the next thing you knew, he leaned, feeling his delicate lips on yours that was lasting for only seconds but it felt long.

“haitham, the keys,” you whispered when you pulled away.

“that would be unnecessary, baby. i’ll be heading with you.”

“wait, huh?” you tried to prevent yourself from smiling because of the endearment, and the news he declared. “you’re coming too?”

“yes, i need to meet someone there for a day,” he answered. “i’ll wait for you to finish before we head home again.”

“thank you, haitham,” you smiled brightly, planting a small peck on his cheek.

“besides doing it for you, i’m also doing it for myself,” he replied with a smile. “two days without you would be insufferable.”

#genshin x you #genshin headcanons #genshin various men #genshin x reader #genshin impact #alhaitham x reader #alhaitham x you #genshin impact alhaitham #alhaitham #kzpearce3

[bruciemilf]

brain go brrrrRRR buuut... BRUCE being forgotten on the day of his birth <33

Bruce tired from patrol, sore and aching forgetting HIS own day because he has been used to never celebrating it until his children show up.

Granted, Alfred has tried before. Greeting him on the occassion but never pushing, too scared that one day the flighty bat would break once again and he is left with oueces he can't fix.

But anyway, the kids celebrate for him in little ways when they were young. Maybe treats with dick, reading with jason, info dump with tim, art with damian (dami says he sucks btw but is glad for the activity), steph conjures a waffle contest (she wins), just yea spending time as a birthday present is enough just for him and the greetings "Happy Birthday B" or "Your birth old man" even the silent approach of cass's kiss on the cheek. So, he never forgot his day.

Yet lately, everything has been his fault. His relationship with the kids are strained. Everyone else is out of town or offworld or busy for days, weeks or months. Then his day comes, no greeting just a ping on his phone calendar. BIRTHDAY it said, knowing no ither notification will settle on his screen.

So he sits in the cave. Tired and aching, not unusual but the hollow ache of his soul hits him harder than the rough patrol. He finds himself alone, for the first time in a while and he accepts it. Welcomes the dark of his mind telling him what he always secretly believed in growing up from the boy in the alley to a man in a suit.

" YOU make yourself lonely B, WE deserve it but it's okay. Gotham needs the bat more than anyone will ever need YOU."

It aches but it's okay. Everyone forgot, they should eventually. Unable to sleep off the ache of the last minutes of his day he goes back to the grave and it's been so long since he'd done this but-

"Happy birthday" he sings, quiet and low to mama and dad and leaves quiet and empty parting with the words he thought he had long forgotten before-

"just- just another year, so please take me home soon"

*** ANYWAY i needed to brainrot because bruce having thoughts of awe that he lived past the age he thought that it would be the end feels so good, thank ü 😔

When Bruce steps back in the manor, he almost jumps out of his skin.

Jason's much bigger than him now, but he still jumps in Bruce's arms, mirroring his 10 year old self. "Finally! Thought you'd never come back."

Bruce blinks, "Wha..."

Alfred tuts. " Come now, sir. We mustn't let Master Grayson's baking go to waste."

"It's cake mix from Batmart, Baba. I'd rather eat a corpse."

"Come on, Damian! How would you feel if I told B you've been bringing stray cats home for a week?"

"They're my birthday gift. Baba and I will find them good homes, like this one." And bruce just wants to cry. He does. In Jason's shoulder. Even if Jay tells him only suckers cry (he cries in Bruce's shoulder, too)

#them <3 #low effort bc i just feel so drained today. like. just nothing makes me happy today lol everything tastes wrong and feels wrong and my head #feels so heavy oof. but have these dudes be happy <3 #bruce wayne #dc #batfamily

[taurusdaylight]

seven days to say i love you

summary. you and jeno can't get enough of spending time together even when you are practically glued to each other's side at any given opportunity. but spending seven days a week for eternity with your favourite person doesn't sound like a bad idea, right?

pairing. college boyfriend! jeno x fem! reader

genre. hockey player! au, college! au, established relationship! au, friends to lovers! au, fluff

word count. 5,108

warnings/tags. none, this is 423% fluff <3 (but please let me know if i did miss out anything!)

a/n. (repost because there was an error... 😔) but hi!! i'm so sorry for the inactivity, i was so busy and couldn't put out my fics like i wanted to. but i'm back with a small something (my first non-jaehyun fic,,) i wrote this a while back and changed like 3/4 of it, and i hope it'll be a fun read!! i also came back to 2.8k notes on jaehyun bolton fic (is that what we're calling it now? yes.) i don’t reply to every comment/reblog/tag because by the time i see them it’s already so late, but i promise i read through and appreciate every single one of them,, thank you a million times!!!!!! i am working on more stuff now that i'm a little more free... so, as jaehyun likes to say, to be continued... :) hope everyone is well!

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01 MONDAY.

The beginning of the week never failed to come to you in a dreadful manner, as if to make sure that you felt the full force of what most people like to call the Monday blues. Whoever was in charge of making sure that you would experience it, they certainly did not miss you out today as well.

Not that you enjoyed seeing other people suffer, but if there’s one thing that you’re grateful for, it’s the knowledge that you’re probably not the only one who feels this way. Though, the blaring sound of your alarm ringing at seven in the morning is too eerily similar to having someone have a personal vendetta against you, serving as a very unfriendly reminder that it is also the start of the school week. Perhaps, your disdain for Mondays could be attributed to this… but there’s always an exception, right?

Despite your reluctance to attend your morning lecture, you were somehow seated in the lecture theatre by nine, giving you more than enough time to lay out your laptop and the reading materials that you needed for the lesson before it started. 

Your boyfriend, on the other hand, is quite the opposite. Often only going to sleep when the sun is about to rise, Lee Jeno has an unhealthy habit of pulling all-nighters, which causes him to miss his alarm because he’d be so deep in his sleep that he would only be able to hear it after the seventh alarm has gone off, which by then, was most likely the time that he needed to leave his house if he wanted to reach on time. The worst part of this is that he was up all night for the sole reason of wanting to break his record in his mobile games; and he plays so many that even you find it difficult to keep up too. Even when you nagged at him and said that you would complain to his mum, Jeno often dismissed your words as empty threats, still not breaking his bad habit. Reading his text message to you about how he was going to be late again, you could only let out a helpless sigh as you left his message on read.

Jeno announces his appearance by quietly opening the backdoor of the lecture theatre thirty minutes later. He makes his way over to his seat next to you, genuinely appreciating how even though sitting in front is better for your eyesight, you still opted to sit around the last few rows so that it’s easier for him to join the lecture when he comes in late without causing a loud disruption to your peers. 

“Good morning, pretty,” Jeno bends down to whisper in your ear. Removing his crossbody bag, he leaves it in the empty space between you two. Once he settles down, Jeno slides a Venti-sized Hazelnut Latte from Starbucks over to your side of the desk. The rest of the lecture goes by quickly with you and Jeno making silly commentaries about anything and everything.

“Why did you still get me coffee?” you ask Jeno after the lecture had ended, a deep frown etched on your face. “You were already running late, Jeno. You really didn’t have to.” Being late was one thing, and making an additional stop at the café is another, especially because you knew that it was definitely not on the way. 

“Just because,” Jeno replies with a loving smile. The kind of smile where his eyes would curve into beautiful crescents, his pupils almost disappearing because of how wide he is smiling at you. The kind of smile that you’d never get tired of seeing, so much so that you wordlessly lean in to give him a quick peck on the lips to say thank you. 

Perhaps you like Mondays. Mondays with Jeno where you learnt that words left unspoken speak much more volume in expressing one’s heart.

02 TUESDAY.

It’s Tuesday, which means that you and Jeno have some spare time to meet up and study at the café near campus before his hockey practice starts. Study dates with Jeno are admittedly not as productive as you expect them to be, mainly because you often distract each other from getting any actual work done. Because of this, the both of you become public nuisances of some sort, so you had no choice but to study at a café instead of the quiet library. Imagine getting kicked out of the library… that would be an embarrassing sight.

“Jeno, how do you work out the answer to question five? I wasn’t paying attention when Prof taught this...” You look over at Jeno with a sheepish smile, earning a chuckle from him. He isn’t even surprised by your question, guessing that you probably spaced out or dozed off during the lesson.

Without saying a word, Jeno tucks a pencil behind his ear and grabs a piece of rough paper before getting up and shifting to the empty seat next to you, leaving you confused. As if he could read your mind, Jeno speaks again before you could question him. “So that it’ll be easier to explain it to you," he mumbles.

Ironically, the close proximity between the two of you only makes it harder for you to focus, but easier for you to admire his handsome features. Puckered lips, furrowed eyebrows and his gold rimmed glasses slipping down slightly to rest on his nose bridge–Jeno couldn’t look any cuter in this moment as you watch him diligently scribble on the piece of paper. He is seemingly deep in thought about how he should explain this concept to you. Watching how focused Jeno was, you took the chance to lean in, giving him a peck on the cheek before retreating back quickly, chin resting on your palm as your gaze lingers on him, slyly pretending that nothing happened.

“You broke my train of thought!” he grunted. Jeno puts his pencil down and turns to you with an annoyed expression on his face, but swiftly looks back down on the scribbled paper upon making eye contact with you. 

It only dawns on him now that you were staring at him the entire time.

“Don’t do that, you’re distracting me.” His voice is quiet, eyes basically glued to that piece of paper. 

“Sorry, I can’t help it. You’re so handsome and cute.” You pause, seeing a bashful smile appear on his face. “Did you know that a guy is the most attractive when he’s focused?”

“Do you still want my help or not?” Jeno asks with a grimace in his voice.

“Yes, yes, I do. I’m sorry,” you apologise with a small smile. It was difficult to resist the urge of calling him cute again, but you decide not to tease him any further for the sake of his sanity.

“Good. Now pay attention, I need to leave for training soon and if you still don’t get it by then... that’s on you.”

Jeno lied. Even after long hours of training, he still went on FaceTime that night to thoroughly explain the concepts that you were unfamiliar with, not minding that he was practically fighting for his life trying not to fall asleep on you. 

That Tuesday night, you went to sleep with the widest grin on your face. Heart carrying so much love for your boyfriend who coincidentally asked you out for the first time ever on a Tuesday too.

03 WEDNESDAY.

Wednesday's child is full of woe. If there was a sentence that could explain how you feel about this particular day, this would be it. Mid-week crisis should be an actual thing if it wasn’t already one. Not only did Wednesday feel like the longest day of the week, you’d also feel extremely restless, wishing nothing more than for the weekends to come quickly.

Back-to-back seminars for six hours with only a short forty-five minute break in between had to be the most unappealing thing known to mankind, and you’d most certainly file a complaint if it was possible. Then again, this is perhaps part of the university experience. 

However, this still isn’t the most devastating part. What truly makes this a tragedy for you is that Jeno isn't there to accompany you through it all due to conflicting timetables. He also had training again, this time outside of school, which meant that he’d only be free after that.

You’re so used to being around Jeno all the time that you can’t seem to spend even the littlest amount of time away from him even though you pretty much see him almost every day of the week. Talk about being clingy.

The feeling’s mutual for Jeno though. Just like you, he seems to hate the idea of not being by your side too, evident from the numerous messages he sends throughout the day despite knowing that your replies would take longer than usual to come in.

You’re not complaining. Because in one way or another, you feel like that’s his way of being by your side, albeit not physically. It is his text messages of checking up on you and ensuring that you didn’t skip your meals that make this unbearable day a little more bearable. Most of all, you look forward to being on FaceTime with him at night, having him all to yourself after such a long day.

Jeno usually ends training at seven-thirty in the evening, but sometimes it could overrun till eight. Thereafter, he still has to travel home for an hour or so, get dinner and wash up. He hides this from you, but very often he attempts to rush home because he doesn’t want you to stay up too late waiting for him, and because he wants to talk after an entire day of not seeing you.

Jeno makes sure to call before eleven, always starting the conversation by telling you how much he misses you, as if he didn’t already tell you that through text. He goes on to ramble about his day, how he saw the time match the digits of your birthdate and it made him think of you, not forgetting to also ask you how did your day go. Not long after, you’d notice his breaths becoming louder, his speech slightly slurred, and that’s when you know that he’s going to fall asleep soon. Even so, you don’t say anything, simply watching him slowly fall into a deep slumber.

“Good night Jeno,” you whisper softly, careful not to wake him up and taking one last look at how peaceful he looks before ending the call.

04 THURSDAY.

Due to how busy the both of you were, you are grateful for the small gap that Jeno has between classes and practices, just so that you’d still be able to see his face. Once it's about time for him to leave, you get ready to say goodbye to Jeno with a warm hug , when he suddenly stops you by placing his hand over yours.

“Do you want to watch me train?” he asks. “You can say no. But I just thought we could get dinner after so we can spend a little more time together,” Jeno adds, his thumb rubbing small circles against your knuckle. An air of expectancy fills the small booth that the both of you occupy in the reading room as he awaits your answer. 

“I’d love to, Jen.” Flipping his hand over so that you could intertwine your fingers together, you jokingly rush Jeno to pack up his things, telling him how excited you are to finally sit in and watch him train for the first time ever. You’ve only ever heard funny anecdotes of his teammates from him every once in a while, and you’re beyond elated to finally meet the people who bring so much joy into his life.

On the way to the hockey rink, you ask Jeno more about the sport and various positions. You weren’t a sports person but thought that it’d be a good time to know more about it, especially because of Jeno’s immense passion towards hockey.

“So what position do you play?” you glance over at him with curious eyes.

“Centre,” he says, a sense of pride in his voice. Before you could ask him what that position entails, Jeno beats you to it with a rather cheeky explanation. “You just need to know that it’s called centre because I’m supposed to be the centre of your attention.”

True to his words, Jeno remains as the centre of your attention for the entire duration. You’d never admit this to him, but he becomes even more charming than he already is when he’s on the rink. Especially during the friendly match that his team had with a neighbouring school towards the end of practice, his entire demeanour changed so much that you’d think that you were watching an entirely different person.

The way Jeno plays is extremely captivating to watch. You’re not sure how he does it, but you can see him mentally strategizing his next move as the clock ticks. Even down to the last minute of the match, Jeno had not let his guard down, the fire in his eyes so prominent that anyone could see that he was determined to end this with a bang. 

Skating across the rink, Jeno moves at the speed of light, making it hard for his opponents to catch him. He is the ace of the team after all, so it wouldn’t be that easy to mess with him. His eyes follow the puck, set on scoring yet another goal despite their favourable lead. The opponents are in full defence mode too, though it wouldn’t make much of a difference since there's too short of a duration left for them to catch up. Speedily, Jeno intercepts the puck from the opposing team, skating away at high speed, still vigilantly guarding the puck with his stick. With the help of his teammates who effectively block the opponent from getting to Jeno, he manages to catch both your eyes and heart in that moment, making you hold your breath in anticipation as he skilfully shoots the puck into the goal at the very last second.

In the matter of a few minutes, Jeno returns to his usual self, smiling widely and cheering loudly with his teammates to celebrate their victory. And of course, he turns to look at you, giving you a smile that holds some semblance of shyness. It’s fascinating to watch how different he is on and off the rink, but it also reminds you how in love you are with the many sides of him; those you have seen and those that you have yet to uncover.

As promised, Jeno takes you to the burger joint down the alley near your university afterwards. During dinner, he still reenacts the funny incidents that happened during training even though you were present when they occurred. Though, this sweet gesture admittedly warms your heart because it makes you feel even more included in his life, as though he is gradually inviting you to be a part of his world, just as you do the same when talking about your interests and hobbies with him.

Time seems to slow down whenever you’re with him but that’s okay because time is merely a social construct. What matters is that you get to spend time with Jeno, who is now walking you home. With his hand in yours, Jeno slows down his footsteps to match your pace. The atmosphere is filled with shared laughter, along with Sweet Nothing softly playing through Jeno’s airpods, both of you taking one side each. It would have been wired earphones, but a certain someone claims that it gets in the way… of what, he refuses to elaborate. 

It is also a homely moment like this that makes the both of you wish that time could slow down even more as you basked in each other’s comforting presence, sharing the same sentiment of hoping that the walk to your house will last a little longer. Anything to prolong the time that you spend with each other, right?

05 FRIDAY.

Friday may be your favourite day of the week because it is when Jeno is finally free after three consecutive days of training. It is also movie night, where you and Jeno would take turns to go over to each other’s place every Friday evening. 

It was a few weeks into freshman year, when the two of you made this pact after discovering that you were neighbours. How is it possible that you’ve never noticed Jeno before anyway?

Funny enough, it all began with you telling your mum that you made a new friend in college who goes by the name of Jeno. That name clearly rang a bell, prompting her to start narrating her grocery adventures with Jeno’s mother, excitedly telling you how close they were. In her words, “Jeno is a really sweet boy, I’ve been dying to introduce you to him but it slipped my mind so many times!” Gushing about the said boy, she hurried you to invite his family over for dinner, rushing into the kitchen herself to whip a meal up in no time.

The awkwardness of the dinner was enough to kill you from the inside, to say the least. Mothers being mothers, you had to admit that you were amazed at their ability to jump from topic to topic in the span of a few minutes. Together with Jeno’s and your father laughing, they also joined in the conversation from time to time. Meanwhile, you and Jeno sat in silence side by side, and spoke only when necessary.

“I don’t mean to be rude, but can we excuse ourselves? It’s my first time at your house and I was wondering if ____ could show me around.” Jeno asked, giving your mum a polite smile as he glanced sideways at you momentarily.

“Of course! The two of you should get to know each other better. Ah, young lo–”

You cleared your throat, preventing your mum from completing her sentence. “Friendship,” she corrected herself.

Believe it or not, you had no idea how dramatic of a person she was up until this moment, or maybe it’s because there was something about Jeno that reeled in her overflowing sense of, you’re guessing, motherly love? That would also explain why the old ladies at the school cafeteria were so nice to Jeno, constantly giving him extra servings. You didn’t know what to think of Jeno’s suggestion since you’ve only known him for a few weeks, and being alone with him couldn’t be any better after having such an awkward dinner. At that time, however, it seemed like it was the next best alternative that you had.

“Let’s go.” You stood up abruptly to disrupt the conversation so that the adults (specifically, your mum) would not have an opportunity to say anything else to make the atmosphere any weirder than it already was. Jeno trailed behind you like a lost puppy, quickly following you upstairs to your room.

“I’m so sorry, my mum doesn’t think before she speaks sometimes. I hope you don’t mind what she said.” You broke the silence, not knowing where this conversation was going exactly, suddenly regretting speaking at all. You took a quick look at Jeno, who was now leaning against the doorframe, standing quite a distance away from the edge of your bed where you were sitting.

“Don’t worry about it,” he said with a soft smile while shaking his head lightly.

“Am I making you uncomfortable?” you asked, the smile on his face now replaced with a frown as he gave you a quizzical look.  

“You’re still leaning against the door?” you asked again, even though it was meant to be more of a statement rather than a question.

Jeno bursted out laughing, “I thought I was making you uncomfortable!” He raised his hand to rub the nape of his neck. He moved away from the door to sit next to you, still leaving a small space between you two.

“Want to watch The Lion King?” you suggested, mindlessly browsing through Disney Plus.

“Are you kidding me?” 

You creased your eyebrows in confusion. “No... why?”

“I love Lion King!” Jeno said a little too enthusiastically, his eyes widening at how there were so many movies in the world, yet you somehow suggested watching his favourite Disney movie.

With the awkward tension in the atmosphere finally gone, you and Jeno made yourselves comfortable on your bed. Unknowingly, the both of you scooted closer to each other’s side as the movie played. By the time the credits scene started to roll, the both of you were already fast asleep, your legs tangled with each other’s under the sheets. 

And as most people would like to say, the rest is history.

However, Fridays weren’t just reserved for movie nights. Soon enough, Friday nights also turned into sleepover nights, which meant that other than your usual movie marathons, you and Jeno end up doing other things too.

Like now, the two of you just ended a karaoke singing session that you would most probably never have again. It was far too loud in the night for your neighbour’s liking, causing them to lodge a complaint, making you and Jeno permanently cross that out of your sleepover activities. 

Jeno comes up with a better idea of setting up a cosy outdoor blanket fort in your backyard to lay on. The sense of tranquillity is like no other, you and Jeno having a heart-to-heart talk in hushed whispers with crickets chirping in the background.

In the end, you fall asleep first, feeling burnt out from the entire school week. Although Jeno knows that you’re already asleep, he still makes sure to pat your head lightly, pressing a gentle kiss on your forehead. “Good night angel,” he breathes, wrapping his arms around your waist before drifting to sleep.

06 SATURDAY.

Saturdays are without a doubt, the most exciting for you. As a matter of fact, dating Jeno is a thrill in itself; but what makes Saturdays exceptional is Jeno taking you out on proper dates.

You and Jeno have been together for slightly over three years now, yet every date always feels like the first. The butterflies in your stomach? They never go away. 

Initially, going on a date with Jeno seemed to be nerve-wracking to you because he’d always bring you somewhere new. Naturally, you thought it was the suspense of not knowing what he planned that made you feel this way.

Deep down, however, you knew that you simply felt this way because it was… Jeno. 

“Why don’t I have anything to wear?” you shout in exasperation to no one in particular as you rummage through the closet to find a perfect outfit for your date. It feels like Jeno has already seen you in everything that you own, and you’re this close to going on Pinterest for outfit ideas. 

That is, until you hear a text notification sound from your phone. It was a text message from Jeno informing you that he's coming over in five minutes. You give up searching, hastily picking out a white turtleneck, layering an autumn brown velvet overall over it. 

“You look pretty today.” This is the first thing that Jeno says to you when you open the door, once again leaning against the door frame with a mellow smile on his face. You can feel the heat rushing to your cheeks because of his compliment.

And there it is again, the butterflies. Lee Jeno looking as flawless as he could be, a cosmic latte dress shirt tucked with a pair of black pants along with a brown leather jacket draped over his shoulders, coincidentally matching your outfit. To top it off, he’s wearing a beret today too, suddenly making him look cuter. It’s as if he travelled back in time, turning into your Victorian boyfriend. 

“But... why are you dressed like this?” Jeno asks, rudely interrupting your staring session.

“Why? Is there something wrong with my outfit?” you were perplexed by his sudden question. Did he not like it? Should you change out of it? He said you looked pretty though. Besides, what else were you going to wear? You stare intently at Jeno, anxious about what he's going to say next. You hope it isn’t something bad.

“I thought I told you we were going cycling...” He stops mid-sentence, brows raised as he purposefully gives you a once-over again.

The tension in your shoulders disappears upon hearing his words. You roll your eyes at him, pushing his right shoulder lightly. “You’re going to ride a bicycle in a leather jacket?”

“Nevermind, please pretend I never said that.” Jeno makes a sulky expression upon realising that he did not plan out his joke well. But he is also quick to shoot you an endearing smile. “I love your outfit, baby.”

“You’re so lucky you’re cute, Lee Jeno.” And that I love you.

Thank goodness though, you were definitely not prepared to make another mess out of your wardrobe to search for another outfit when you’ve painstakingly organised it ten minutes ago.

In many ways, dates with Jeno always feel like the first. A simple thing, like the slight brush of your shoulders against each other as you’re walking down a random shopping street was sufficient to send your heart racing. Jeno’s hesitation to hold your hand in a crowded amusement park even though he really wants to, but he doesn’t know when is the right time to grab it–you can feel it, he fumbles with his fingers, reaches out every now and then, but pulls back immediately when his fingers accidentally meet yours.

And the memory of today that you can’t seem to forget. It’s spring, so Jeno thought that it’s a perfect time to bring you to a flower field located at the outskirts of the city. He’d once seen you looking at pictures of it on Instagram, making a mental note about it before he went home to do more research that night.

It wasn’t an uncommon thing for Jeno to take pictures of you, but when the both of you arrived, he didn’t stop at all, you swear he probably has a thousand pictures of you just from today.

However, what surprised you more was that when you asked Jeno to pose in front of the daisy fields, he happily did, even though there was still a hint of shyness within him since he wasn’t exactly comfortable with being photographed at times. He even went as far as to ask the other visitors to help take pictures of the both of you together, which was something you usually did. It wasn’t something extravagant, but it sure was endearing, and you’re positive that discovering a new side of Jeno made you giddy. So giddy that you never knew how it was possible for your heart to be swelling with so much love for another person.

Just like how daisies symbolise new beginnings, you hope that it's the same for you and Jeno’s story too. To not have endings, but only new beginnings.

07 SUNDAY.

Being certified homebodies, you and Jeno wholeheartedly enjoy staying in. It is also perhaps an excuse for the both of you to cuddle and nap together. You’d think that by the end of the week, you’ll be tired of seeing Jeno’s face for the seventh time. You joke that you are, but in reality, you could never bring yourself to grow tired of being together with your favourite person.

You usually go over to Jeno’s house in the afternoon, which is the ideal time to take a nap. Sometimes, you prayed that it would rain, so that you’ll have an excuse to steal one of his hoodies. Even so, he lets you take them as and when you want to. What is he supposed to do, say no? Of course not. 

Napping wasn’t supposed to be your favourite hobby, but if it meant that you could enjoy the warmth and comfort of being in Jeno’s embrace, then clearly, any other hobby in the world couldn’t possibly compare to it. Like a baby, you snuggle close to rest your head on Jeno’s chest, putting your arms around his neck, taking in his soft cotton scent. The faint sound of his heartbeat and gentle breathing lulls you to sleep, it is very much like a lullaby on its own. 

The best feeling in the world is to wake up the same way you fell asleep–still in Jeno’s arms. Not wanting to awake him, you slowly loosen your arms from his neck. Carefully, you brush his hair to the side, getting a clearer view of his face as you tenderly caress the mole below his eye, and then his cheek. He has pretty eyelashes, you’ve come to notice.

“Jeno,” you call out softly, in hopes of waking him up, but not wanting to be too loud at the same time. You wanted to let him continue sleeping, but the sky is already dark.

“Jeno, it’s time to wake up,” you try again. The clock on his side table reads half past six in the evening, indicating that it is almost dinnertime. His eyes were still shut, but he let out a groggy sound to let you know that he was awake, mumbling something shortly after. You didn’t quite catch it, but you think that he asked you to let him sleep for another five minutes. Typical Jeno.

“But it’s time for dinner,” you try to sit up, only causing Jeno to hug your waist tighter. You could barely move an inch with the way he was holding you.

“Just five minutes.” You let out a sigh, giving in to him.

“Jeno?” 

He hums in response, which you take as a cue to ask your question. “Would you still love me if I were a worm?”

His eyelids finally flutter open, sleep still evident in his eyes. He appears to be in deep thought about your question before he answers. “Yeah. I’d still love you.”

“Hmm…” You narrow your eyes at him. “That took you a while to answer.”

“I just woke up,” he retorts.

“Fine.” You close your eyes and move closer to Jeno’s body, enjoying how he feels like your personal human pillow.

“Okay but what if there were other cuter worms? Like if I weren’t your ideal worm girlfriend, would you still date me?”

“Baby…”

#jeno imagines #jeno scenarios #jeno fluff #jeno x reader #nct imagines #nct scenarios #nct dream imagines #nct dream scenarios #nct #nct dream #lee jeno #jeno

[yurizonofanfics]

I hope I'm doing this correctly! I have a request, for a reader who's giving DK the silent treatment because he said something he shouldn't have? We all know he's a bit of a man-child, but continue to love him regardless. 😔 You don't have to take the request though! Have a good one! ⭐️

OOOOOH THIS ONE IS A LITTLE ANGSTY feat. an appearance by Diddy Kong…(I am a newer Donkey Kong fan so if I don’t get his personality right I’m so sorry.)  I don’t specify what DK says so imagine he made a comment about something he knows you’re deeply insecure about or something equally offensive.

Donkey Kong gently called your name with a nervous lilt as you packed some of your clothes in a bag. “Look, I’m really sorry about what I said. I didn’t mean it.” You ignored him as you moved about his house that you shared with him, collecting other necessities. He didn’t try to touch you; he could feel the anger and sadness radiating off of you and he was afraid to. But he would do his best to stop you without getting physical.

“Come on, you can’t just up and leave me because of one thing I said. I apologized. I’ll apologize a hundred times if I have to!”

“If you didn’t mean it, why did you say it?” You finally addressed him, zipping up your bag, but didn’t look in his direction.

“I-I don’t know. It just slipped out. I’m sorry.” You slipped past him and headed towards the door. “Sometimes a simple apology isn’t enough. You need to reflect on what you did wrong and mean it when you apologize.” “Wait!” He reached out and grabbed your arm, as gently as he could in his desperation, but you still refused to look at him. “Please don’t go. I didn’t mean to hurt you.”

“But you did,” you said coldly, “and I think we need a break.” You yanked your arm out of his grasp and headed out the door and past the guards.

DK could’ve stopped you. He could’ve snatched you up and brought you right back but he knew that was an asshole move and he already felt like a massive asshole. From then on, if you found yourself in the same area as him, you simply removed yourself from the situation or ignored him. You never started anything, but everyone who spent time around the two of you knew something was up by the tense energy. He never said anything about it either, but he hoped that you would notice how quiet and sad he was without you and forgive him already. Even when he found out you were staying with Funky Kong, he didn’t confront you about it, although the thought pissed him off to no end. DK’s strategy of waiting until you got over it wasn’t working, and finally Diddy Kong asked him about it.

“What is going on between you two???” The smaller Kong asked when he came over to DK’s one day.

“I said something really bad to them,” DK said, flopping despondently in his hammock.

“Like what, specifically?”

DK explained and Diddy blew up at him.

“Why would you say that to them?! You know how they feel about that!!”

“I don’t know, it just popped out!”

“You need to apologize, dude.”

“I did apologize, like, five times!”

“But did you mean it?”

“I think I did?”

“That does not inspire confidence. You need to step up your game and make it up to them.”

So DK, with the help of Diddy, did what you had told him and reflected on what he said and did that was wrong, and then showed up at Funky’s shop to see you with your favorite fruit in hand. When Funky saw him, he smiled knowingly and called for you over his shoulder then went back to work on whatever contraption he was developing. As you came out of the back and spotted DK you were a little apprehensive but optimistic. Maybe he had learned his lesson?

“Hey,” DK said as you approached.

“Hey,” you said back, the first word you had said to him since you left.

“I brought these for you.” He handed you the fruit and you took it, eyeing him suspiciously.

“Thank you.”

“Um…I did what you said. I thought about what I did, and I wanted to say that I’m sorry. I’m really sorry. I knew that comment would bother you and I said it anyway. I was a real asshole. You’re not Mario, I shouldn’t pick on you, especially not when I love you so much.”

You felt your face flush at his confession, although it wasn’t the first time he said it, your heart pounded every time he told you he loved you.  

“Thank you, DK. I forgive you.”

“Will you come back home?”

“Of course.”

#super mario #donkey kong x reader #bear writings

[rrenzwrld]

if you catch my drift IV

fourth part, third part here

been a long time comin😔

You went to the cafe later on that day when Sasha had class and sat in a spot you and her normally sat in. You were comfortable eating and vibing by yourself until you felt the presence of someone else.

“Hey, y/n.” You looked up and saw Reiner standing in front of you with his plate in his hand. “You mind if I sit with you?” You shook your head and watched as he sat across from you with his stuff. Now that he was in your presence, all you could really focus on was what Sasha had told you. You didn’t understand why it consumed your thoughts so much but you wanted it to stop.

“How was your day?” You initiated conversation.

“Pretty good so far, now that I’m seeing you today.” You paused in the middle of chewing. “Yours?” This man was going to be your downfall, slowly but surely.

“Pretty good…” You knew the conversation would lead to nothing but small talk because you still weren’t comfortable enough with Reiner to try to talk his head off. But you didn’t do that with many people anyway.

“You don’t…talk much do you?” You looked up.

“Not really, there’s not a lot I need to talk about. Y’know?” Reiner nodded in understanding.

“I understand. I don’t like to talk a lot either but that doesn’t always work out.” Reiner never really striked you as much of a talker but being such a prominent part of your school’s community including talking and interacting as part of the role.

“You play the role well, though.” Reiner furrowed his brows.

“Role?”

“Of the whole ‘model athlete and student thing’. Y’know, Mr. Popular.” Reiner chuckled slightly as he looked at you.

“Yeah, I guess.” The two of you sat eating in a comfortable silence until you broke it with a question.

“So do you plan on going pro after college?”

He shrugged. “That really only happens to a few people, and you have to be really good for that to be a possibility.”

“Yeah but you’re really good right?” He smiled, appreciating the compliment.

“That’s what everyone else says. Coach even said I can leave to go pro this year but there’s a lot to it.” You were happy for Reiner if he had the opportunity to go pro because you knew that he was good enough to do so. The only thing stopping him would be his own insecurities.

“I say go for it. Do what you love and you love football, right?” He nods.

“Since I was little.”

“There you go. Do what makes you happy.” Reiner knew he should’ve been listening more at your words than he was but he couldn’t help but use them as more of a reason as to why he loved you. But he couldn’t tell you that.

“Thanks, Y/n.”

“Of course.” You started to get up and throw your things away and Reiner did the same.

“So what are you doing later?” He asked as the two of you walked out the cafe.

“I have a class at 3 but after that, nothing really. Why?”

“I wanted to ask if you wanted to hang out before practice if you didn’t have class, but we can do that another time.” You didn’t have a problem having your 3pm up until now.

“Okay, just let me know when.”

“You have class tomorrow?” You shook your head.

“Oh that’s good. Here, I’ll give you my number so we can…talk more.” Reiner held out his phone to you and you gave your phone to him, exchanging numbers. You still weren’t sure if you were living in a dream or not. “I’ll text you later.” He said as he left, waving behind you.

#aot #aot x reader #aot x black reader #black reader #reiner braun #reiner x y/n #reiner braun x black reader #reiner x black reader #college athlete au

[lets-try-some-writing]

SOBBING VIOLENTLY, I’VE SPENT ALL DAY READING YOUR ‘BROKEN RECORD’ STORY AND I’M ABSOLUTELY DESTROYED.

It wasn’t a satisfying ending. But in no way do I mean that in a bad way. It wasn’t satisfying. What would have been satisfying is if after all that time, Smokescreen finally got to win. Just once.

But we didn’t get that. There was only one ending. That was what we were told at the beginning, and that is how it ended. There was only one choice. The best choice was the only. Choice. I love that. It’s bitter, and frustrating, but with how you wrote it? It’s what needed to happen. It wasn’t the ending we all wanted, it was the ending that needed to happen.

This was gut wrenching. Mind blowing. We got tears making rivers and oceans over here man 😭

This was wonderful, it really was. It was hard. It was difficult, but it ended, and when it did, it was just, meant to be. We were told it was unavoidable, Smokescreen was told it was inevitable, and it was in the end. He wasn’t ever going to get that chance to prove the Matrix and everyone else wrong.

You are just, SO good at doing this. At making something that is real, and important (to me anyway 😔).

I love how Smokescreen bonded with everyone. He knows, everyone. He has made memories with them that are his, and his alone. He can’t share them now. They’re remnants of times that no longer exist. He doesn’t get those bonds back. Not like the ones he had. And that’s hard. It’s hard for him, it’s hard for us, there’s no way for him to get satisfaction for those losses.

You’ve gotta be magic or something. Like, actually.

In my class today, I fr opened my physical, non-Transformers related book, and tried to find where I had left off on ‘Broken Record’, then did a 180 when I very quickly realized this book was not, in fact, your Tumblr page, and I was not, in fact, reading one of your stories 💀

You’ve infected my brain with the robos. Everything is a reference to your stories. (For example, Burgers: That one story if your were the humans purposely eat burgers and meat in the base to make the bots uncomfy cuz it’s funny to see their reactions.)

Anyway, back to the story, Optimus understood Smokescreen’s situation very quickly. And once it was made clear that he understood, it became very clear that these loops were not a new thing. For any of the primes. That makes me wonder how similar it had been for Optimus. Or rather, Orion Pax.

We know that he was once like Jack, from what Ratchet tells us in the show, but I can’t really see someone like Jack turning into someone like Optimus. Not naturally. I had always assumed that Orion became who he is as Optimus just by getting the Matrix, or just by being in the war. But you said “F that” and did something completely new. Orion having to go through those ‘trials’ like how Smokescreen did absolutely adds to the reasoning behind such a, seemingly drastic personality change. It seems drastic to everyone else, but, as you showed us with Smokescreen, it was gradual. It was a very, very gradual change. It was a change that came through many, many long hardships and challenges, and in the end he didn’t even succeed in his original goal. As it probably was for Orion. Smokescreen isn’t the bot he used to be. Not by a long shot. Nebulous Prime did not simply just, come to be. It’s who Smokescreen turned into.

(Makes me wonder if you’d be wanting to do a prequel for ‘Broken Record’ but for Orion 👀)

Anyway, to wrap it up, you’re incredible, your mind is incredible, thanks for being incredible.

Oh my goodness. I am just, in absolute AWE at this breakdown of the story. You APPRECIATE my writing and you have no idea how happy that makes me. I put so much effort into my work, and it never ceases to make me smile and want to keep on going when I read comments like yours. I am not being paid for this, I am not gaining anything from this in real life, but it is wonderful people such as yourself that keep me going, so thank you :)

Smokescreen's tale in "Broken Record" really is one of tragedy, and I adore how you have laid it out. The vision I had while writing was an inevitable slow march toward the apathy all Primes seem to have. Optimus always knows so much, has skills that one could see him having but still appear slightly out of place in light of his origin. He was the embodiment of skill and wisdom, and yet he was always tired.

I loved the idea of finding a core reason behind that exhaustion aside from war, a purpose behind the seeming aimless behavior Optimus exhibited upon no longer having a foe to fight. His trial, in my mind, was different from Smokscreen's.

I say this because I do indeed intend to write a prequel from Orion's perspective. I want to show how crushing it will be when his passion and drive are tempered through unexplainable loss and the revelation that he CAN'T fix everything. There is no happy story book ending, and Smokescreen now knows this well. Conviction turned to duty, love dulled to loyalty, idealism shifted into numbing apathy.

In light of this, can you see why the other Primes went crazy? Orion was a special case and without Optimus to serve as a foundation, Smokescreen would have joined the mad ranks of his predecessors. It is a sad story where the weak falter and the strong prevail. It was underlying, but it was also a hope of mine that it would be shown that no mech should want the Matrix. To be a leader is a burden, and in the world of "Broken Record", that is more than evident.

Thank you again for your lovely commentary! I look forward to writing more if only so that kind folks such as yourself have more to enjoy.

#transformers #maccadam #transformers prime #lets try some writing mumbles #smokscreen #the matrix of leadership #optimus prime

[aleksa-sims]

RL Simself Story

Finally arrived at home after a long day at the hospital. N. & I had planned to see each other later, but we'll catch up on our date tomorrow. I was so tired... My family was exciting waiting for me at home. My Mom made dinner. She and Ana immediately wanted to see my Baby's first Ultrasound pic.

My Mom took my Baby's pic and hung it up on the wall next to Ana’s and my photo in a empty, nice frame, where Daniel's & my pic was before.😔 A nice gesture to show me, that she is happy about my Baby. Though the situation was still a bit tense. My Dad wasn’t upset or anything, but he usually didn’t say anything, when we talked about Nico's & my Baby. He was also happy for me, supported me and all this, but he was more reserved when it came to my pregnancy. He was worried about my Baby’s development & health due to the meds I was taking.🙁

After dinner I played with my cat. Ana & I constantly took pics of Lucky. He’s so cute, he really enjoed posing for us. Lucky loved it at my parent's place. He was so happy here. Meanwhile it became his new home.

I missed my room & my bed, while I was at my grandparents. Here it's just more comfortable for me. My bedding smelled wonderful. Soft & pleasantly fresh. Idk how my Mom does it, but she, her/our home and stuff, always smells perfect. I was even often asked at work by co-workers, who sat next to me in the office, what kind of nice smell this is on my clothes? Anyway! Even though I slept well, the next morning I didn't feel good.

I realized that I usually felt nauseous in the morning after waking up since I was pregnant. I had to eat something to get rid of my nausea. I just didn't know that yet at that time. My Mom heard me in the bathroom. I coughed and choked, my stomach was empty but my body still reflexively tried to throw up. Anyone who’s ever been pregnant knows what I mean. However, after I was.... done, I was totally exhausted but I felt a relief. As I washed my hands, my Mom came to me in the bathroom. She immediately started scrubbing the toilet.😅🤦‍♀️She's such a neat FREAK!

Me: Mom? What are you doing? I was just about to clean the toilet.

Mom: It's ok. You can take a shower so you will still have enough time for breakfast before going to work. I just wanna help you... I know how you feel rn. It's.... not fair.

Me: Not fair? What do you mean?

Mom: Well, having a child... Everything always stucks with us women. Pregnancy, delivery and even later. But you're not alone, A. Your Dad are there.

Me: I know. Thanks. But N. will help me too. He wants that.

Mom: Why isn’t he with you? He promised to be there for you. But to me it seems... Nico doesn’t add anything to all this. I mean... your Baby will need a room, a bed, a stroller and many other little things. Like I said, your Dad and I will handle all this. But I think Nico or his parents should add something too. They are doing a lot better financially than us, A. I hope you don’t get me wrong. I don’t want to argue with you or him. But you should tell his Mom. They need to know you’re pregnant. He will soon have to go abroad again. His parents should also help a bit.

Me: You're right! I'm gonna talk to him later. But about N. & me, you're wrong! It was my fault.

Mom: When he was sleeping with you, he didn’t mind you being married. Now that it’s getting serious, you’re pregnant, he suddenly got doubts?

Me: Yea, that's right. He'd say I failed him. He trusted me, but I hesitated with the divorce. You know?

Mom: Look, I’m staying out of your.... relationship. But some important details, you should make clear to him!... For Nico nothing has really changed. He will continue to play soccer, live abroad and you will be here alone with your child. Make sure he will support you financially! Tell his family, A.!

And again, my Mom was right! 🙁I'll be here alone. I have to sort all these things out with him. We don’t have much time left. Only 2 months! In September he has to go back abroad.

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#ts4 #sims 4 #sims 4 story #rl story #myrlgameplay #cw pregnancy

[matenrou-fan]

I just saw that you have request open and I wanted to ask you if you can write about Saburo and Jiro, call Ichiro girlfriend mom by accident, I know that both have very rought time. 😔

Saburo and Jiro call Ichiro girlfriend mom by accident

I understand what you talking about!! I always feel bad for them.. Boys just need some love and care..!

femreader, hurt/comfort, just wholesome stuff;

-It was both surprising to you and for Ichiro, when his little brothers stopped being suspicious of you in their life.

-Jiro and Saburo always were overprotective when it was about their big bro, so of course when you just start meeting with him, still not really sure if you would be a couple, this two was already annoyed.

-"Ichi-ni, she's no match for you..!" - Saburo always whines, while Jiro just nods aggressively in the background, too worried to form any words. - "I'm sure you should rush too much with her, okay?"

-But through some time, as you start appearing in their house more and more, they don't notice but start to be softer with you..

-Honestly, he would be the first to break down, but it would be really harsh in the beginning.

-Jiro is just so simple, he can't understand all the thoughts and feelings in his chest. You just stole his brother, after all, then why does he get so happy when you visit them? And when you smile at him and ask about his well-being and school days.. Why was he so excited to answer?

-He probably would be a little grumpy, as it's hard for him to actually admit it, but you can clearly see how clingy he starts to be towards you. Jiro keeps saying that he is just checking on you because he still has no trust, but these sparkles in his eyes tell you more than his words.

-And in one day it finally happened. In the late evening as you help Ichiro cook dinner for you all, he enters the kitchen, already being a little bit hungry. Your boyfriend excuses himself for a second to answer his phone and you are left alone with Jiro.

-"When will it be ready? I want to eat so bad.." - he groaned, more in the air than in your direction.

-"Not that long. Just don't eat any candy or something before, okay? I don't want you to lose your appetite.." - you chuckle, take a little bun and give it to him. - "Here, but that's it.. No more snacks before curry.."

-"Mm.. Thanks, mom.." - Jiro mumbled, biting soft bread. It takes you both a few moments to realize what he just said.

-"W.. wait, no, this is not what I mean..!" - suddenly embarrassed, he furrowed his brows and looked away. There was a bad habit of him to not control what he's saying, but Jiro never thought it would lead him to such a situation. - "You misheard this..!"

-"Misheard what?" - you can't help but giggle a little, then turn back to the oven. - "I didn't hear anything strange, Jiro. Just wait a little, everything will be ready soon.."

-To his happiness, Ichiro finally gets back and starts talking with you, and Jiro calms himself down. He was glad you didn't tease him that much as he still was kinda confused why he calls you like that in the first place.

-But closer to dinner he gets much softer and more talkative with you. Well, maybe it was just an accident and he would be probably too ashamed to call you like that again in the future, but it will not stop him from seeing you as a mother figure.

-Jiro can be such a good calm boy, and all he need it's just some attention to show this side of him.

-With him or would be harder.

-As he completely understands why he gets so attracted to you, and doesn't want to admit that he also needs some care and support.

-Saburo is a genius, he doesn't need any people around him, as he already has his computer and enough skills to get any information he wants, to do anything in this world wide web.. Then why is he still waiting for you to say hello to him why you visit Ichiro?

-Even when you compliment his talent he feels so inspired, as if he already didn't know how talented he is.

-He would be more cold or annoyed than grumpy, as he tries to show with his whole behavior that he actually has no interest in you.

-Even though he keeps bragging about his new achievements in school and progress in hacking..

-And one day, during a hard week of exams, he got home just to see you already being here, reading something as you were waiting for Ichiro to come from the shower.

-"Saburo, welcome home. How is your day?" - you turn to him with a little smile, knowing well that he was waiting for this question.

-"Mm, it was simple as always.." - he snorted, acting cool. - "I really don't understand why they call it exams if it's so easy.."

-"Oh, does that mean you get the highest score as always? I'm so proud of you!" - you chuckle and get some chocolate. You already gave another one to Jiro who was more anxious about his results. - "Here.. This is for your hard work.."

-"Oh, thanks, mother..!" - Saburo smiles a little with soft blush on his cheeks, taking a sweet treat. Then he quickly realized what he just said. - "I.. Wait.."

-He will not deny his mistake, knowing it would be more stupid then just actually accept it. Well, after all, you probably already notice how excited he becomes every time he talks about his things, even when he tries to hide it.

-"It's nothing.. You're welcome." - you just smile, acting like nothing happened, and Saburo actually appreciates that, nodding in silence.

-Should I say it would just make him respect you even more? Now except him to talk about even small events in his life, as Saburo finally realized there's nothing wrong in sharing his achievements.

-This small accident also would probably inspire him to work even more, as he actually loves being praised for a good job. Well, what kind of kid doesn't like to hear some compliments from their parent figure..?

#hypmic x reader #hypmic imagines #hypmic #hypnosis mic #jiro yamada #hypmic jiro #hypnosis mic jiro #saburo yamada #hypmic saburo #hypnosis mic Saburo

[badbihk]

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yourusername omg i can’t believe y’all actually caught this on camera😂 ANYWAYS come see us in Houston tonight @jackharlow #comehomethekidsmissyoutour

alexiademie stunning🤎

⤷ yourusername thank you my love😘 imy

urbanwyatt YALL HEARD THE LADY!!! COME SEE US TONIGHT @ 6

babymommay/n ugh she looks so good😩 I can’t believe tickets sold out so fast

⤷ yourusername I will be on a solo tour this summer👀

jackharlow proud of you. thank you again🖤

⤷ jackharlowspoison idk why he even had her opening for him???? He could’ve had anyone😔

⤷allaboutjack I was thinking the same thing😂😂

⤷ urbanluvr123 she probably fucked him

mariahthescientist love you girl😘

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You put the phone down after reading all of the comments. The fact that people think you fucked Jack just to be able to open a show had you ready to leave the tour all together. You had worked your ass off since 18 producing and making your own music. You didn’t need to open for Jack but you did it as a favor. Neelam had been your manager for about a year when you first got famous. After Jack’s opening act pulled out she called you. As much as you didn’t want to; you knew you owed her. Without her you wouldn’t be as far as you are now. You took a deep breath and left your dressing room. Jack was already waiting at the door.

“Jack what do you want” you muttered as you walked past him.

“ I saw the comments. I know you are here doing a favor for Neelam and that you were on a break from music. I just wanted you to know I appreciate you” he said while following behind you.

“ I appreciate your that but it’s not your problem what people think. I have to go. I’m on in five but thanks” you said while getting your mic put on.

Jack sighed as he started walking away. He felt bad you were getting shit on. Especially after he had kissed you last night.

———————————-Last night———————————

The night air was cool as you sat on the balcony of jacks hotel room. Jack had the blanket tightly wrapped around the both of you. Jack was on his fourth drink while you sipped your wine. “You wanna smoke?” You asked while pulling a preroll out from your bag and looking at him sheepishly. “ you tryna get me fucked up tonight” he chuckled while taking the preroll from your hands and lighting it.

“ thank you for coming out with me. I seriously can’t believe we have sold out every concert so far this tour and I truly believe that’s because you are here with us” Jack said while taking a couple of hits and passing it back to you..

You giggled as the hitting the blunt. That wine was definitely starting to sink in.

“ it’s all good. I’m actually having a lot of fun. I decided to take a break because I feel like this industry is so crazy sometimes. Having all eyes on you at all times. It’s easier to focus on my music when I don’t have to deal with all the bullshit.” You put the blunt down and looked out at the city. It was stunning. You looked over at Jack but his eyes were already locked on you. He looked beautiful as the moonlight shined on his face. It complimented all his features beautifully.

“ don’t look at me like that” Jack says as he chuckles and takes another sip of his drink.

“Like what?” you question looking at him with a smirk.

“ like you want me to kiss you” Jack stated as he planted a kiss on your forehead. He then stood up and reached his hand out to help you up from your seat. You took his hand as he pulled you up into his chest. You both stood there for a minute just enjoying the warmth of each other.

“ i should really go. We have a busy day ahead of us tomorrow” you stated will while squeezing past him and opening the door that led to his hotel room.

“ it’s late but you don’t have to. We could watch some movies and just hangout” he says while following you into the room and plopping on the king sized bed.

“ Jack look you are a sweet guy but we both know if I stayed here tonight it wouldn’t just be movies and hanging out” rolling your as you stood between his legs. He was truly the best man you’ve ever been around. You couldn’t help but just study his face. His cheeks were flushed from the alcohol. His eyes were low and a deep red from the blunt y’all had just killed. His curls were messy from him running his hands through them.

“Look Y/N im not sure if it’s just because I’m fucked up but” he paused and ran his hands through his hair. Jack couldn’t sit here and act like he didn’t want, no need, your lips on his. He slammed his lips on yours. Kissing you like you were his lifeline. He wraps his hands around the back of your thighs and pulls you on top of him. You were now straddling him and you couldn’t help yourself from grinding yourself on his already hard dick. There was a loud knock on the door that caused you to quickly jump off of him and adjust your shorts that has ridden up your thighs. Jack stood up and walked towards the door opening it. Urban strolled in with two bags of McDonald’s

“ Hey Jack…… Y/N” he said while looking between the both of you. “ I didn’t know you were here” he said while placing the food on the small table that was in the room.

“ yeah uh I was just leaving” you said while shuffling to the door. “ goodnight Urban and um Jack. I’ll see y’all tomorrow”

You quickly walked out the door shutting it behind you.

“ was it just me or was she acting weird” urban said while opening the bags of food. “ anyways I got us ice cream too”.

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The show was absolutely amazing. Of course it sold out. You sang your heart out and Jack killed it like always.

Everyone was headed back to the hotel since the next show was only a few hours away. The plan was to leave in the morning. Jack had offered to give you a ride back as soon as he was done meeting a few fans. You were hesitant to agree but decided to say fuck it.

After about an hour and a half of mindlessly scrolling through your phone you received a text.

Jackman🧸

Hey pretty girl. I’m getting the car now meet me out front.

You rolled your eyes; he was such a flirt. You gathered your stuff and headed outside where he was already outside. You hopped in and didn’t say a word to him. Truthfully you didn’t know how to feel. You were already getting shit on for people thinking you fucked him to get where you at. Plus the fact that you WANT him had you second guessing everything. Maybe you shouldn’t have taken the offer in the first place.

“Y/N you’ve been quite the whole ride. You good?” He asked while looking over at you. His hands were gripping the wheel so tight his knuckles were white.

“ yeah I’m good sorry just think I’m still a little hangover” you said while looking out the window.

Jack takes a sharp right turn into a empty grocery store parking lot.

“ Jack what the f—”

“ look if this is about last night I’m sorry. We were both drunk and high as fuck. I shouldn’t have kissed you but I don’t want shit to be awkward between us. We can just forget it even happened if that’s what you want”

You didn’t know what to say. I mean what could you say? You couldn’t deny there was a connection but this just wasn’t the right time to explore this new feeling. You couldn’t feed into the rumors about fucking your way to the top. If anyone even found out y’all kissed it would spread like a wildfire.

“ j-just forget I even said anything” Jack said as he pulled back on the road and headed to the hotel.

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You rolled over and looked at the clock next to your bed.

1:32

Fuck. You had been back at your room for almost 3 hours and couldn’t sleep. What Jack said kept replaying in your head. Why should you have to limit yourself to please the fucking internet? You know what fuck that. You got out of bed and put on some sweatpants and headed out.

*knock*

Jack groaned as he heard the knock on the door. Who the fuck was coming to his room this late. He walked to the door and opened it

“ urban I swear to god it’s too late to deal with your bullshit”

“ hey Jack” you said as you squeezed in the small opening of the door.

“ why are yo-”

“ look Jack I know I didn’t say anything earlier. Truthfully I didn’t know what to say. I don’t want people to think I fucked you to be able to come on this tour. Then again why the fuck would I care? I don’t know what this is or where it’s going but it’s SOMETHING. I like you and I want to see where this go-” Jack cut you off with a rough kiss slamming you against the hotel door. You run your hands through his hair and wrap your legs around his waist.

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yourusername honestly……fuck it👀

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Okay y’all not too much on me now…… this is my first try😂😂😂😘

#jack harlow instagram au #jack harlow x black reader #jack harlow social media au #jack harlow concepts #jack harlow imagine #jack harlow x reader

[adoremexxs]

What if you made a Zohakuten and reader story? Of course Im not meaning romantic since Zoha doesn’t date. Im talking like what if Reader became friends with Rui because Rui reminds them of their sick brother who passed away. Zoha doesn’t like reader of course but over time after seeing that reader helps take care of Rui and is nice to him, Zoha tolerates them. They don’t necessarily become friends but Zoha tolerates them. Sorry if Im bothering you with this, it just came to my mind! Have a good day/night!

You aren’t bothering me at all! I love this idea! Also I wouldn’t mind writing romantically for Zohakuten (he has trouble expressing feelings and doesn’t want to seem weak hence why he doesn’t really date because “dating makes you vulnerable and weak” he’s just scared of getting his feelings hurt), just absolutely NO NSFW. He’s a minor ☠️.

But thank you so much for requesting this! It’s a lovely idea!! :)

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“Pesky Gnat”

Zohakuten x gn! reader

I guess you would say this is platonic even though Zohakuten just tolerates them.

warnings: cuss words, duh! some name calling

i’m so sorry if it’s bad, writers block is terrible 😔

When you first met Zohakuten…

It was uneasy.

His orange eyes were glaring daggers into your soul. You felt like he had his hand wrapped around your throat and kept tightening his grip.

It was hard to even talk.

Zohakuten was something you have never seen before with his strange appearance…It’s not like he was ugly or anything! But the purple cracks on his forehead and eyes definitely threw you off.

Rui had introduced you and Zohakuten immediately called you a harlot and told you to get out of his sight! You almost fainted, in all honesty.

From the surprise of his foul mouth and attitude and from intensity of his overwhelming glare.

It looks could kill, you definitely wouldn’t have survived that encounter…

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Rui had told you what had went down after you left.

Zohakuten had called you a number of names and said he didn’t want to see you again. Rui said this was normal?!

You never thought that such a fragile, kind and gentle person could have such a mean and foul mouthed best friend.

Rui was the polar opposite of Zohakuten. Rui was small, weak, frail and was absolutely the kindest person you know. Rui would talk to everyone and treat them kindly. He left food and water out on the street for stray animals, Rui would even help elderly people cross the road despite being so weak himself.

You couldn’t help but be reminded of your brother who passed away a few years ago. Rui was almost exactly like him. You wanted to protect Rui.

You couldn’t protect your brother from the illness that plagued him but maybe you could protect Rui from it.

There was one problem.

Zohakuten.

Zohakuten is quiet. You didn’t notice him in your other classes until you met him. He’s insanely quiet when Rui is not around but even with Rui around, he still is ungodly quiet.

Though Zohakuten may seem “sweet” at first, the second he opens his mouth, something rude comes out. His knuckles are always torn open and bleeding because of the countless fights he gets in.

You honestly don’t know how he isn’t expelled yet.

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You had met Rui in class. It was your freshman year at a new high school. You fit in great, making friends easily.

You became friends with Tanjiro and his sister who introduced you to Rui.

When you saw him, you found yourself thinking of your brother.

Like your brother, Rui was sick. A weak body, one that could break with the slightest touch.

You and Rui immediately clicked, talking about all sorts of things. He showed you how to play cat’s cradle and you told him all about your old school.

Then he mentioned his best friend, Zohakuten.

You never thought when you met him that he would be as rude as he was. The way Rui described him, he made him sound like the nicest kid on the block.

Despite Zohakuten’s angry protests and death threats towards you, (yes, he sent you death threats to stay away from Rui) you and Rui continued to hang out.

He was forced to basically third wheel. He wasn’t talked to as much because he has so much attitude and hate that you didn’t want to talk to him!

So he took the time to observe how you treated his best friend.

Zohakuten had noticed how kindly you treat Rui. The way your touches with him are gentle, your voice soft and never raising, gently scolding him when he does something stupid.

All he could feel was a burning pit of jealousy.

You were trying to play cat’s cradle, Rui was laughing at you because you got your fingers all tangled up.

Zohakuten was irked. You made him incredibly angry because you took all of Rui’s attention off of him but you also made Rui extremely happy.

He was conflicted. Maybe he should be…nicer to you.

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All three of you were out in the city.

You had been friends with Rui for a long while now. Zohakuten seemed to pipe down on being rude and so cruel to you! It still didn’t stop altogether though. He made little jabs at you time to time.

You learned quickly that Zohakuten and Rui LOVE to go up to the city and shop. You all did it many times together.

Rui was dressed in a warm sweater since it was pretty cold out and you…underestimated the temperature.

You had worn a t-shirt and sweats. The sweats kept your legs warm but your upper body was shivering.

“Rui! You need to cover up more!” You insist, grabbing a pair of ear muffs from the car and forcing them on Rui’s head. “We don’t want you getting even more sick!” You had Rui’s face in your hands, smiling down at him.

You didn’t notice your own teeth clattering and the goosebumps forming on your skin. You were more worried about Rui. You worried so much about your brother whenever there were harsh winters, forcing him to bundle up in about 20 different layers. It brought back memories.

You almost didn’t realize the sudden warmth wrapped around your body. You certainly didn’t notice the beaming smile that was on Rui’s face now.

You had a jacket around you. It was heavy and warm. Where did a jacket come from? You didn’t bring a jacket. Then it hit you. Zohakuten gave you his jacket?! His custom designed one?! That he only lets Rui wear?! You had it draped around your shoulders and you turned your head to look back at Zohakuten.

Now he was just in a t-shirt and sweats. He refused to look at you, his face flushed a bright shade of red. “Let’s go.” Zohakuten started to lead the group to their next destination. You had no choice but to follow. You were afraid that if you spoke up, Zohakuten would push you into the freezing lake like he did that one time.

The jacket was so warm, it hugged your body like a giant comfy pillow. You always had admired his jacket, especially the dragon on the back. It was so cool. You were grinning pretty smugly. You got to wear Zohakuten’s custom made jacket! Designed by himself! Maybe there was hope for the future! He might start actually treating you like a friend.

This was an accomplishment in your books.

The jacket smelled exactly how you imagined. Like pine trees and earth. You were too focused on your own thoughts to realize that Zohakuten kept looking back at you to make sure you were keeping up and still with them.

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“Ahhh! I love ramen sooooo much!” You grin, immediately stuffing your mouth full. Rui just laughed at you while Zohakuten rolled his eyes.

You and Rui talked the entire time, Zohakuten kept to himself. He had only given you his jacket to wear because he isn’t as cruel as he seems and also because Rui would be sad if you were to get a cold.

You were annoying to him. He called you names like “pesky gnat.” That one was his favorite one. He decided to tolerate you and somewhat protect you. It is what Rui would want him to do anyways.

Rui is completely infatuated with you.

It irks him but he’ll handle it just so Rui is happy.

Zohakuten picked at the noodles, not really wanting to eat. He was zoned out until your voice snapped him out of it.

Your beaming smile really caught him off guard. You were smiling at him, taking a photo.

“Wow! You’re really photogenic, Zoha!” Rui and you were staring at the phone, giggling. “I’ll have to send this to you, Rui.”

Zohakuten didn’t bother to yell at you for calling him “Zoha” even if it made him want to strangle you for even addressing him so informally.

You made Rui happy and that’s all that matters to him.

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Naoki Godai x Daimaru’s Sister

a/n: Hello! I’ve finished watching Nanba mg5 a few days ago and fell in love with with this series. It was amazing and I LOVED GODAI AND DAIMARU SO MUCH 😭😭 And i couldn’t find any fics for them 😔 Sooo I’ve written one for them. If there’s anyone who wants to read Naoki Godai fics, here you are 💕🌸

Sorry for the grammer or spelling mistakes.English is not my main language so...

Thank you and love you 🥰

Warnings: none

When Godai looked at the girl eating hurriedly in front of him, he was thinking about when the strange feelings he felt in the left side of his chest started. When did being around a girl start to make him so nervous?

No matter how hard he thought, the answer was the same. Nothing was ever the same for Godai the day Daimaru introduced his little sister to them.

He's always been good with girls, right? He couldn't have fallen in love with his friend's sister. He shouldn't even consider this possibility.

His own thoughts were so loud that he didn't notice his friend calling out to him for a while. Daimaru looked at his friend in surprise for a while. Y/n, on the other hand, looked up from the bowl she was eating and waved her hand in front of the young boy's face, whose eyes had been staring at the same spot for a few minutes.

“Godai-san? Are you okay ?"

Godai didn't hear Daimaru, but he could distinguish the young girl's voice even through all the noise. When he shook his head and looked at the young girl, he noticed that they were both looking at him in surprise.

“I was distracted, it's okay. What were you saying?

Daimaru continued speaking with a grin.

“We will go to the festival with y/n tonight. Do you want to join us ?"

Godai didn't know what to say when he felt the young girl turn to him with excited looks. Y/n excitedly placed her chopsticks on the table.

“Godai-san, today is my birthday. We will watch the fireworks at night. Please join us.”

How could he say no to someone looking at him like that? Godai nodded silently and watched the smile on the young girl's face.

Remembering the day Daimaru first introduced her, he thought she would be a pain in the ass. He wasn't sure he could handle a second Daimaru. But he was surprised to see that the young girl was quite calm and intelligent. She was very attached to Daimaru and saw him as her role model. But she was also a mature girl who stayed away from trouble.

Besides, how could he forget the punch she threw at him the first time they met - she thought he was her brother's enemy - ?

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The young boy couldn't remember a time when he thought so much about what to wear. Or walking with sweet excitement after parking his motorcycle...

He knew that what he feared was real. He had fallen in love with his friend's sister. But he didn't want to think about it tonight.

After turning the corner, he saw the young girl standing under the street lamp. Her back was turned, but it wasn't hard to recognize her. He walked towards the girl with quick steps and gently touched the young girl's shoulder.

Y/n flinched in fear and turned to the young boy.

“Hey calm down it’s me - What happened?”

The young boy was surprised when he saw the girl's face. Her eyes were filled with tears and she was about to cry. Godai asked again as Y/n wiped her eyes and shook her head.

“Y/n-chan, why are you crying? Where is your brother anyway? Did something happen ?"

Godai was afraid that something bad would happen. He was worried about Daimaru. Y/n sniffled and said:

“Nii-chan... He received a phone call, he told me that he had to go urgently, told me to go home and left. He needed to help a friend.”

Godai realized that Daimaru had gone to another fight. He wasn't surprised by this. But it was very important for y/n to celebrate her birthday with her brother, he could understand how upset the young girl was.

"I am sorry. And you came in vain."

Godai shook his head quickly and was afraid to ask the idea that came to his mind.

“Y/n-chan… let's go together. Let's celebrate your birthday together, okay?”

Godai smiled as Y/n looked at him with red eyes. The young girl took the hand the young boy offered her and nodded.

The festival area was crowded. That's why Godai didn't leave the young girl's side even for a second. The young girl was quite unhappy at first, but the festival area was so colorful and lively that she started to smile.

Hoping that Daimaru was okay, the young boy began to spend the evening with the young girl.

They were trying snacks from the stands together. He knew how much the young girl loved sweets. Godai wasn't complaining about this either

After a while, they came to the places where games with gifts were played. When he saw the young girl looking excitedly at the teddy bear, which was the prize of the shooting game, Godai gently grabbed her arm and pulled her to that side.

"Do you want that?"

Godai smiled when Y/n looked confused.

“Then I will win for you.”

Godai was determined. He failed in his first two attempts. Y/n was thinking about how handsome he was when he was focused. And him doing this for her… No matter how cold he seemed, he was a good person.

“Godai-san, I know you can do it. You are the best!"

Godai smiled when he heard the young girl's voice. He gripped the ball tightly, threw it and hit the final target. He was stunned for a moment when he won, but when he heard the young girl shouting with joy, he turned to her and smiled.

He just wanted to be the best for her...

They even went into the photo booth together. Godai didn't expect this. But he couldn't say no when y/n grabbed his arm and pulled him there. When the young girl saw him looking at the screen confused, she poked his cheek with her hand and made him smile, and the photo was taken at that moment.

Y/n was having a unique birthday. Maybe she wouldn't have had as much fun with her brother. Of course she wanted him with her, but she was happy now.

When the fireworks started, y/n looked at the sky with excitement. She loved them very much since she was little. They were colorful and shining.

Godai watched the smile on the young girl's face for a while. He wasn't even aware that he was smiling unintentionally. He realized that when a light wind blew, the air actually cooled. When he took off his jacket and placed it on the young girl's shoulders, y/n turned to him in surprise. Godai smiled and patted his back.

They watched the fireworks for a while. Y/n turned to the young boy, thinking he would be cold too.

“Thank you Godai-san. For everything. I thought I would be alone today as usual, but you made me so happy.”

Godai didn't know what to say so y/n continued

“I rarely see my mother and father. My brother... he doesn't even realize that I'm worried about him. I just wanted to spend the day together but-“

Godai patted the young girl's shoulder

“You are the most precious thing in Daimaru's life, you know that right?”

Y/n nodded slowly.

“I understand you though, I'm sorry. I will beat that idiot when he comes back.”

Godai smiled too when Y/n giggled

“Happy birthday y/n.”

Y/n looked at Godai with a smile

"Thank you." She hugged the bear in her hand. “For everything."

Godai smiled and shook his head

“Let's go home now. Your brother will also return soon.”

Y/n nodded and together they walked towards the young boy's bike. When they got there, y/n got a little nervous and Godai looked at her.

“Are you afraid of bikes?”

Y/n nodded “I've never ridden before.”

Godai handed her his own helmet.

“I'll drive slowly, okay?”

Y/n nodded and looked at the helmet.

“That's yours.” She looked around again and picked up the helmet on another bike. Godai laughed and shook his head “You are indeed his sister. I'll bring back that, let's go."

Y/n smiled and sat behind the young boy.

“Hold on to me tight, don't be afraid, okay?”

He couldn't remember if the young boy had ever been this soft towards someone before. But y/n was his soft spot.

When he felt hands hugging his waist,he didn't want to stop the butterflies flying in his stomach. He loved them. He smiled and started the engine.

“Happy birthday y/n.”

He knew she couldn't hear him whisper. But he wanted to say this every minute...

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