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f-t-e · 6 months

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I started watching SUPERNATURAL in November 2020. I know, I know. My partner and I had been isolating alone since March. The timing felt right. I went though a wild amount of upheaval and trauma over the next year and SPN was there for me through it all. It was THE show at THE time and it kept me afloat when I needed it the most. Since November 2021 I've written just about 110,000 words of SPN fanfic, a number that seems unbelievable to me, and that too has been a real blessing to my creative life, no matter what haters say. (why didn't I write my own novels in that time? Because I have a hobby, Karen, and I love it.) And I've read about 500000x that much fanfic, which has been the biggest blessing of all. (ETA: oh right, if you want to read my fic, you can find my stuff here, I wrote a fic where Dean reads books. Lots of books.)

I know I'm a nobody in this fandom but I thought on this, our #DestielDay, I would submit my own humble rec list. I've curated this very deliberately: every fic here has just about 4000 hits or less (most under 3000) and all were published in 2020 or after. So, sort of a rec list for some lesser known and newer fics, something you maybe haven't stumbled on yet. Especially thank you to @jewishcharliebradbury, her rec lists gave me a place to start back in the day and I have tried to model the depth and quality they brought to their lists. I tried to link to everyone's tumblr, but if I missed one, let me know.

Most of all, thank you to everyone who has EVER created something for this fandom, from 2005 to 2023. I am so thankful and, honestly, honored to be among your number. You're not supposed to be cringe and say a show saved your life...but SUPERNATURAL saved me, it really did. See y'all when the movie/reboot drops, to quote Ryan Gosling in The Notebook: IT WASN'T OVER, IT STILL ISN'T OVER. And I'm glad.

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Finale Fix-It & S15 and Beyond

What The Moon Was Saying by Amiril (@runawaymarbles)

This is hands-down one of the coolest “Dean Rescues Cas from the Empty” fics I have ever read and the concept is brilliantly structured to mirror the literal and metaphorical things Dean needs to give up and let go to get free. Every scenario is very satisfying and they make sense, is there any better feeling? Dean is very open in this, but in a believable way that still has edges. And, oh, the reunion is so good. Plus all the family stuff. Just excellent, exactly what you want in a fic like this: lovely, well-written, smart, fulfilling, all the pieces clicking, the show but better.

Awake and Annoying by skycruise

I love the use and passage of time in this one, it has some real impact, and I love the way Dean gets into the Empty (so smart, fits just right) and what I REALLY love in this one is the way it lets Dean be really clear-eyed and honest about his relationship with Sam, both the strengths and the weaknesses. And the last line, very clever and moving inverse of one of fandom’s favorite things.

Living the life you chose by allthismusic

THEEEEE post finale Sam Winchester-Outsider-POV this fandom needs. Sam is absolutely awesome in this, the most believable, loving, realistic mix of “I knew all along” and “I had no idea” versions of Sam, landing somewhere I think that’s really true and in character. It fills in and develops so many gaps and silences in what the show let Sam know in the absolute best way. Best Brother Sam is a weakness of mine and he really shines here, there for Dean in the best ways but also coming into his own, I love it so very much. (this author also has a very great 2022 Big Bang fic, hugely recommend that one too.)

your ear to the wound that whispers by EmandFandems (@lazarusemma)

Who doesn’t love a HANDPRINT FIC?!? And boy this is such a good one. It follows Dean and his thoughts on the handprint from the first touch all the way to fixing the finale and it simply buzzes with longing and desire, tenderness and rawness. It’s great insight in lot of ways into Dean’s journey. It’s short but fulfilling and oh that very perfect last line. (this author also has a lot of great Jupernatural content.)

Somewhere Off in the Dark by magickastiel

Another awesome fic that traces Dean’s shifting/growing feelings for Cas from when he shows up in his hotel rooms to a HEA fix it after canon. Dean, again, is handled so deftly in this one, his confusion and sorrow at all the times Cas is slipping away from him all the way through the things he won’t let himself know. He feels really true in this one, sharp and tender in the best Dean ways. Also it has an agonizingly romantic end, you love to end up there.

Pins and Feathers by theskywasblue (@buttherewasnogod)

This author has so many freaking good SPN fics, omg it was almost impossible to pick just one to include on this list. Go treat yourself with their entire list because there’s so much good stuff there! But this one, oh I am a sucker for a finale fix-it that lets Dean be this tender. While I LOVE fics where he just jumps right into Cas’s arms (and write them lol) I also feel like this is so true to Dean too: that “maybe I misunderstood, maybe I shouldn’t say anything, maybe he doesn’t still –” And on top of all that, it’s a “they go the beach” fic and it gets the details of it so right, sand in your toes and all. Tender, amazing slow-burn, real, hot, full of heart and longing and everything unspoken and just waiting. Very satisfying!

i loved you first by kalmialatifolia

A set of four short fics that create an entire world of feeling and emotion. These feel like little whispered stories told under the covers, very atmospheric. There’s one very sexy one, a haircutting one (so good) and they’re just intimate. All together a great set and did I mention they’re in the “Cas saves himself” genre which is mmmm an underrated treasure.

no other faith is light enough for this place by anonymous

A fix-it fic that has a particularly unique and beautiful visual of both how and why Cas comes back. The mechanics behind it are fairly standard but the way this author creates the visual of it, the sheer emotion and force behind it and how it happens, it really stood out to me and stuck with me. It’s Dean being brave enough to really feel and the way that just blossoms – lovely, aching, full-tilt wonderful.

no proof, one touch by TakeThisWaltz (@watchinghimrakeleaves)

One thing I absolutely cannot get enough of is fic where Cas is hiding out from Dean in heaven. It just hits. And the only thing better is Dean chasing him down and the WAY he does it in this fic, methodically and – well the method (sobs) it is so endearing and OBVIOUS and gives Dean a chance to shout in all the best ways. This one is just real sweet and kind of goofy and if they have to be in heaven, I want them to still be these same two dorks.

Stay by redbrickrose

This is a post S15x18 from Cas’s POV and I think it’s very true to where he would be in the moment of getting yanked out of the Empty: resigned, hesitant about what he has in front of him, still a little in shock. And then. And then. Sweet and simple and Dean gets a chance to say, say, say it. This author has a good post series AU and a lovely little spate of S15 codas, all good. And then wrote this in real-time in the week after 15x18 Despair and right before 15x19 Inherit the Earth aired (could you just sob over the possibilities?!) and then hasn’t wrote anything since and that’s a shame but, like, yeah I get it.

like a one-two punch by Muir_Wolf (@muirmarie)

Don’t you love a short fic that feels like it’s a whole novel? This goes AU after 14x20 Moriah but it is a truly delightful twist on how Chuck could’ve reacted there and it makes Dean sharp as a knife, which is one really resonant image woven through this fic. Great imagery here and so many clever solutions for the lazy plotting of S15, including simply one of my all-time favorites in any fic ever solutions to Cas’s deal (genius) and getting rid of Chuck. Brilliant like a puzzle box yet still full of so much fucking joy.

maybe i like pleasure pain by tothewillofthepeople (@kvothes)

The fact that this was written in October 2023 and is so agonizingly good fills my heart with joy and tells me Destiel will never die lol. Cas, in particular, is great in this – he’s having a hard time adjusting to being in a body and with all the fuzz of the world. I love fics where Cas struggles with coming back from the Empty and this uses a really unique approach to it: Cas facing sensory overload and not knowing how to feel but wanting it all. Lovely, hot, Dean is just right in this too.

Earlier Canon (pre S15)

Proverbs 13:12 by starlingcas (@angelcasendgame)

Many might say I am biased because Renu has beta’ed everything I have written in the SPN fandom and they can read my brain and make everything I write better. But it’s not just that. Renu has done something beautiful and delicate in this fic, which is about Dean and Cas getting trapped in a net together (forced proximity trope, yes please) and weaves a web of its own; pulling you in just as they are pulled together. This is set mostly in early S14 (before fixing the finale in the most heart-healing way) and captures that feeling so well. There’s so much that’s unsaid between them yet still conveyed and Renu absolutely nails that, along with the tender longing that was always there. This is a fic to relish.

you may tire of me (as our december sun is setting) by deludedfantasy

You know how the show just sometimes is like “uh so anyway uh then Cas…uh…left.” and it just doesn’t make one lick of sense? FINALLY FINALLY a fic where Dean says “I’ll go with you,” and then goes because he actually would do that. This is a post Tombstone fic so it is exactly where/when he WOULD go and it is tender and hesitant and aching in just all the ways it would be between the two of them at this time. It’s about needing to keep someone in sight, it’s about having another chance to say something so important, it’s slow and soft and just right for the characters in this place. I could read this one about 100 times.

the anatomy of flightless birds by cowlovely (@dollhousemary)

This fic is basically the way you feel when you get all cozy and snug underneath your favorite blanket. This is a domestic-life-in-the Bunker S9 fic where everyone behaves like they are in character and not just like they have to get Cas off screen because the writers panicked. You’ll just want to curl up in this fic and savor it the way you wrap your fingers around a hot beverage on a very cold day, there’s no better way to describe it.

virtue by JenTheSweetie

I think I’ve read this about 100 times and it still gets me everytime? It’s a five things fic about Dean and Cas hooking up and it’s all you’ve ever wished for. This is set in an amorphous S8 and it is not just agonizingly hot but also romantic and very funny. It feels really in character! Sam is hilarious, Dean is clueless but bowled over and letting himself be swept up, Cas is delighting in every second and smarter than he lets on and it ALL feels fated and lovely and sexy and just splendid. (this author only has 3 SPN fics but they are all so good and if you try sometimes, well you just might find is an absolutely brilliant deconstruction of Dean learning the differences between “needing” and “wanting.”)

Romance at the Motel 6 by shelia_amour

This fic makes me feel like Stefon from SNL. This fic has everything: Cas and Sam pretending to be married, just the right amount of jealous Dean, Dean randomly pretending to be married to Cas, Dean realizing maybe this isn’t so fake after all, motel vibes, Cas in Dean’s clothes, Cas getting bee slippers. If you are not sold on this already, we are very different people. So good, aches just right. (set in a kind of “whenever” of canon, but I like to put it somewhere in S8.)

que sera sera by Purple_Starflower (@hauntedpearl)

The epitome of how fanfic unfolds for us all the things that COULD happen. You can’t PROVE to me Dean and Cas never snuck off to snuggle and feed Dean’s touch-starvation early in S13. I had to check when I finished because I just couldn’t believe this fic was under 4000 words because it feels so full of touch, longing, the things unspoken, and all the ways Dean was reaching, reaching, reaching. The best kind of ache, and everything by this author is lovely.

the hard edge that you’re settling for by lesspopped (@trekkiedean)

This is some S10 Demon!Dean that made my stomach hurt and my heart ache and I absolutely loved it and I absolutely hated it and it all felt so REAL with who Demon!Dean was and could have been. There’s a TW for mildly dubious consent in this, but to me, Cas was so agonizingly true to who he was/where he was at this point in canon too. This fic is gloriously, claustrophobically intimate. I say unbearable because as a reader you know that this closeness, this intimacy, is what Dean wants/craves/deserves but can only give himself as a demon and the author does an exquisite job at getting all that across. Hurts so good!

four of swords by sundryvillians (eurythmix) (@perenial)

Can the world ever have enough post 12x12 fic? The answer is, of course, no. Dean and Cas bake bread and in the soft space of creating something with their own hands, get so close to the words Cas said. It’s about healing and anger and making something just because you are so tired of everything breaking. If that alone isn’t enough to convince you, let me also throw in this is another one of those “possible off-screen moments in canon” that gives them something honest and tender and raw and it feels so very possible.

Fifteen Prayers From the Faithless by koyas_cat

Short, achy, that sweet sting. A set of prayers for Cas from the beginning to the end, full of all the things Dean doesn’t let himself say outloud and just reflecting the changes in their connection over alllll the years. So good.

#spn #spn fanfic #destiel fic #fic recs #destiel day #deancas fic recs #supernatural #destiel #happy anniversary #don't forget you're here forever

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boosari · 10 months

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yin and yang — j.ww

pairing: bf!wonwoo x fem!reader

genre: fluff

wk: 0.5k

warnings: mentions of chinese philosophical symbol (yin and yang if you could consider it as a warning)

summary: you and your boyfriend decide to watch a movie for the night, but you end up admiring each other's face.

rest is all wonwoo needed right now. just him, you and movies. finally that day arrived. a day off, which you obviously used as your advantage as a couple. today wonwoo didn't feel like hanging out and proposed to stay at home and spend time together by playing games, cooking and cuddling. to which you agreed immediately.

you and wonwoo are the perfect mach. like two magnets, like the sun and the moon, like the north pole and the south pole, like the yin, the night, the femaleness, passivity and absorption and the yang, the daylight, the maleness, light and heaven. it's like you two complete each other.

after a day of playing games, cooking and various activities, the night has arrived. you agreed on watching a movie (avatar 2) and just cuddle on the couch.

"everyone loves this movie" you say looking at the movie as it starts.

"yeah, i heard a lot of positive feedbacks too, we will probably like it as well, since we enjoyed the first one" he replies smiling at you.

you get comfortable, putting your head on his shoulder, as his arm wraps around your body.

wonwoo glances down at you, only to see your eyes glued to the tv, concentrated and bond to the movie, your brows furrowed a little. he now notices also your cute pyjamas, your messy bun, your bare face. the corner of his lips curve upward a little, admiring your face, realising that you were beautiful, and he was lucky to have you.

you on the other hand were too concentrated on the movie. after a while you felt like being observed, so you turn your head to the side, to see your boyfriend staring at you with a little smile on his face.

"what? is there something on my face?" you ask lifting yourself from him a little. he doesn't reply, only shakes his head while smiling a little.

"why are you staring at me then?" you laugh a little. "nothing...just pretty" he replies. you smile widens as you snuggle close to him.

now you're the one to look up at him, and notice his glasses, his messy hair, his cute pyjamas (that matched with yours) and realised that he was handsome. and how lucky you were to have him.

you are both so whipped for each other.

he notices your stare, and looks down at you for the nth time. and everything freezes. no one paying attention to the movie anymore.

you stayed like that for who knows how long, just looking at each other, admiring each other, loving each other. your eyes locked, you saw the universe in his and he saw the stars in yours. just like two pieces that completed each other.

you slowly put a hand on his cheek, caressing it as he leans in your touch. you two keep looking at each other adoringly while smiling like idiots.

"i love you" he suddenly says, without breaking eye contact.

you smile, your eyes still locked in his. "i love you too, wonwoo".

there's always a piece of him in your heart and soul, just like there's a piece of you in his. because the yin always has a piece of yang in it, just like yang has a piece of the yin.

a/n: thank you @jeonride for the request! very very sweet, we love a soft wonwoo! i think i got carried away and added little off-topic details. my bad guys i just love being philosophical LMFAO. just to clarify, yin and yang are opposites but they also complete each other. i honestly don't know if reader and wonwoo are opposites, you can interpretate it the way you want. it's a bit short kinda like a drabble, but still i hope you guys will like it!

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chaeminnieya · 6 months

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Cat&Mouse

[Pairing] An Yujin x Aespa!reader

[Summary] IVE’s Yujin and Aespa’s Y/n make an appearance on [Self-on Kode]

[Warnings] Just two cuties being cuties

I would recommend watching an episode of Self on Kode before reading this, just to understand more

Mouse🐭 has entered the chat

[Hii!]

the message popped up on Yujin's screen making her jump and then quickly scramble to respond to said message

[Hi!]

[Who are you?]

[I'm mouse?? I think]

[HiHiHi?]

[You type fast.]

[I'm cat.]

=========================================== “Hello! My nickname is the cat!” Yujin said while waving to the camera with a smile

“When she said that she was mouse…i honestly couldn't take her seriously anymore because now I was picturing a mouse texting me.”===========================================

[is it fate that we are cat and mouse??]

[cats eat mice, don't they?]

[don't eat me :(]

[I'll think about it.]

=========================================== “She has good punctuation so I thought she might be somebody older than me.”

“I noticed she doesn't really use punctuation..”===========================================

[What is your MBTI?]

[ISTP, yours?]

[ENFP]

[P sisters!]

[I see how you could be ISTP you seem shy]

[only sometimes.]

[will I get to see the times when you aren't shy?]

[I imagine you're a cool person]

[Why are you so slow when typing?]

[Why are you so fast?]

========================================== “It felt like when I was replying to one message, another sent!”

“She is definitely ENFP.”==========================================

[please reveal your home screens.]

Yujin’s Y/n’s

[Your home screen is way tidier than I imagined]

[Really? I thought yours would look like how the home screen looks on a new phone]

[Also, bts?]

[I haven't listened to BTS in a long time]

[really?]

[yeah, I've been listening to a lot of new-gen music]

[do you have a favorite group?]

[yes!]

[my fave group rn is IVE]

[I love all of their songs]

[Blue Blood and WAVE are my favorites right now]

[whose your bias?]

===========================================“ When she said her favorite group is IVE I think I might have died.” ===========================================

[it would be either Yujin or Liz]

[Yujin is really cool.]

[isn't she?!]

[Short hair really compliments her.]

[I really love her tomboy vibe.]

[you think?]

[100%]

[do you like aespa?]

[I love aespa.]

[REALLY? Whats your favorite song?]

[dreams come true.]

[REALLY?!!! Wow i love you already]

[who is your bias?]

[Y/n 100% i have liked her ever since she was a trainee]

[wow wowow]

[there is this movie that i really love]

[its called ballerina.]

[it just came out on Netflix, you should watch it.]

[have you watched any dramas lately?]

=========================================== “She..kept jumping from topic to topic!” Yujin said while laughing ===========================================

[nope,I’ve been too busy, but ill watch ballerina as soon as i can.]

[im gonna hold you to that😡]

[send me your photo.]

Y/ns Yujins

[seems like we were both fashionable]

[you’re so cute]

[i wonder if the shirt you’re wearing comes in my size..]

[maybe ill look to see if it is, your smile is so cute]

=========================================== “She was such a cute baby! When i saw the photo I literally squealed” Y/n said while using your hands to exaggerate ===========================================

[what do you think she looks like now?]

Yujins drawing Y/ns drawing

[why are my eyes facing different directions?!]

[omg srry its just that the time was running out and i panicked😰]

[but ATLEAST i made you as a person you literally drew me as a mouse]

[mice are cute aren’t they?]

[Reveal]

You were crouched at the wall as if you were trying to hide as you heard the producer say “1..2..3..look.” To yujin.

She stepped around the corner and the second you saw her your soul jumped from your body, leaving you stiff and you couldn’t help but think back to when you told her your bias was literally her.

[earth to y/n?]

The second she saw you she immediately bowed making you snap from your trance and instantly stood up and bowed back frantically.

“Gosh I'm so embarrassed” Yujin said with a sigh as she covered her blushing complexion

“Noo!” you said while laughing and prying her hands from her face “Don't be, I love all my fans.” you teased

“You really do look like a cat..!” you said while practically staring into her soul, making her blush and pull away

[cuties]

“I felt so embarrassed for talking about her like that to her face especially because she's older.”

“Im not that old!” You said while playfully pushing her and mumbling that two years isn’t that big of a gap

[ will you continue to speak after the show?]

“Yes! She is my wife now.” You nodded as you held her hand.

“She can’t get rid of me now.” You said while shaking her softly making Yujin laugh and pull away as the two of you talked, as the camera blurred out and it cut to the two of you standing together

“Thank you for having us Kode!” Yujin smiled “Thanks for introducing me to my wife” you continued while waving

#ahn yujin #an yujin #ahn yujin x reader #ive #ive yujin #yujin #yujin fluff #kpop x reader #kpop gg #kpopidol #kpop #yujin x fem reader #yujin x reader #aespa #ive imagines #should i turn this into a series? i kinda love them #Spotify

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dazais-guardian-angel · 9 months

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Chapter 110 is 13 pages long welcome to hell!!! so in a lot of ways this is just more fuel for a theory that I've had for a few weeks now, that's only gotten stronger with each recent season 5 episode, which is that the last episode of the season is gonna end on 110, and that Asagiri/Harukawa and Bones have been collaborating to make this happen, specifically because it's a major turning point that would be the only good place to end the season on.

When we started getting especially long chapters again (like from 25-35ish pages, with the exception of 107.5, the last two being some of the longest we've ever had), at first I just assumed that Asagiri/Harukawa got freed up from some other obligations they'd been having to cause the extremely short/half chapters, like promotional stuff for the anime/Beast movie, or working on light novels. But then 109 happened, with the "supposed" death of Dazai, and heavy emphasis at the end on how literally everyone is at their lowest point right now, and I got to thinking. 11 episodes is a strangely specific number for an anime season -- why not 12, or 13, or even 10, like you'd usually see? Why have we gotten suddenly gotten two 35 page chapters out of nowhere, that's almost unheard of at this point? They're both beautiful chapters, don't get me wrong (as always), and maybe A/H simply just didn't want to cut them in halves because they felt like the full emotional impact wouldn't hit/that there were no good cutoff points in them, but you can't deny that it's surprising, after all the shorter chapters we've been getting. Why has the anime been going at such insanely breakneck pacing for the most part ever since around the Sunday Tragedy chapters, even more so than it has in the past? So much so that it feels dangerously close to overtaking the manga?

Well, maybe, just maybe, it's because..... Asagiri decided a long time ago that whatever happens in 110 is the only point that feels "season finale"-worthy enough, in an arc that still isn't anywhere close to being completely wrapped up, and so both the manga and the anime have been specifically coordinated to reach that part within 2 and a half weeks of each other?

I've seen a lot of people now think season 5 will end with 109, and as much as my sadistic side would find that hilarious, I honestly don't think they'd do that and realistically don't want it to happen; it'd be so cruel to cliffhanger the anime for years like that, and just doesn't feel like a season cliffhanger BSD would do, a series that is ultimately hopeful and uplifting. Seasons 2 and 3 had a positive, conclusive ending; the only reasons seasons 1 and 4 didn't was because they're technically not really full seasons of their own, and are more like the first cour of another "season" that also came out that same year (seasons 1 and 2 both aired in 2016, so they're more like one big season, and seasons 4 and 5 have both aired this year, so they're also more like one big season, again taking into account how episodes 12 and 50 are not satisfying finales like episodes 24, 37, and hypothetically, 61, are). I really can't see season 5 ending with Dazai and Fukuzawa's supposed deaths, Sigma being unconscious and maybe close to death, Atsushi being vulnerable and limbless again, everyone we love still vampires, and the entire world being basically doomed; that's just too depressing and not like BSD at all. However, having said that, if it doesn't end there, there really isn't any good place to end the season before that, either, that feels in any way satisfying or like a finale at all. And so, to me, that only leaves after 109: chapter 110.

I think things are really gonna turn around next chapter. Like I said, everyone is at their lowest point right now, it cannot possibly get any worse, the framing of Dazai, Fukuzawa, and sskk at the end of 109 is telling us that; this is the time for the heroes to finally start winning again, with Aya being so close to pulling out the sword, and for all the thematic reasons other people have talked about to death that I don't need to go into here again. This upcoming chapter being so short again makes a part of me wary of 110 being "the one", so to speak, I won't lie, but at the same time, it's very possible that it needs to be that short because that's all the final episode of the season will be able to reasonably fit in, since it's already gonna be VERY close if they do make it all the way to 109. And at the end of the day, I don't doubt at all that Asagiri and Harukawa can make these the most monumental and game-changing mere 13 pages ever if they wanted to; a chapter does not at all need to be extremely long in order to be an important and impactful one, even if short ones we've gotten in the past haven't felt the most important.

An additional thought I've had, though this is much more crack territory than all this already is, is that since we know from Anime Expo that a Stormbringer movie at some point is highly likely (judging from Asagiri's reaction when someone brought it up), it's possible that chapter 110 and thus the final episode will involve the long-anticipated return of Verlaine and/or Adam, or at least some other major reference to Stormbringer, that would naturally and smoothly lead into a Stormbringer movie to explain things to people who haven't read the novel. It would make a lot of sense, especially since the s4 OP has the Old World sign behind Chuuya, which might be a hint that this has been in the works ever since seasons 4/5 were first in planning with Asagiri. We also know that Dazai and Chuuya's voice actors apparently struggled to record their lines together this season, which probably relates to 101 and possibly 109, but it could be 110 too.... I could be very wrong, as I'm no expert on this kind of thing, but I kinda doubt they would bring Chuuya's actor in for just the vampire growls, and Asagiri placing heavy emphasis on Chuuya's importance this season in that one interview gives me the impression that he's talking about much more than just 101/109. But that's the least solid evidence I have, that's just mostly based on vibes I get.

So basically, I think a lot of factors -- the unusual episode count, how close the anime is to catching up to the manga with three whole episodes left, the seemingly arbitrary recent chapter lengths, and the climactic events of 109 -- can tell us that 110 might be a very, VERY big deal. Again, there's of course no way this arc is anywhere near close to being finished, with so much left to address and resolve, but since it is currently incomplete in the manga, unlike the previously adapted arcs, if the anime was going to adapt it at all, they'd have to find a place that feels satisfying enough to end this season, knowing there won't be more anime for a long time after this, and so I think they specifically planned for that, from both Bones' and A/H's sides. 10 episodes might not have been enough to reach that point, but 12 or 13 might have been too many it wouldn't have been if Bones actually decided to slow down and let the story breathe the way it needs to, but this post isn't meant to criticize the anime, so maybe 11 was just right. And maybe Asagiri and Harukawa specifically pushed to make recent chapters longer than usual, in order to make sure that the manga reached the story content in 110 the monthly release right before season 5 was to end.

Is this just copium? Absolutely. Am I going to look like an absolute clown in two days when this post ages like milk? Probably. But the evidence is There, so let me just enjoy my delusions until Sunday, okay 🥂🫡

#bungou stray dogs #seriously call me a clown and point and laugh at me if I'm proven wrong all you want #but I really feel like there's solid evidence for this #either s5 isn't gonna reach 109 at all (but I seriously cannot fathom where you would want to stop before then) or they'll go beyond it #if they really do end it with 109....... well i'll give Bones kudos for having the balls to do that ig lol #maybe i'm underestimating (overestimating???) them idk #also just to clarify I don't wanna make it sound like I think Asagiri let the anime/Bones dictate the manga's pacing #like I'm sure these were his/their (him and Harukawa's) own decisions first and foremost #not that (if this theory is true) the anime had a major impact on how the chapters were split and that it-#-would have been extremely different otherwise #i'm pretty confident in that Asagiri does not do anything with BSD he isn't comfortable with #and he doesn't let anyone tell him how to write his story #I just feel like he worked with Bones to make this near-simultaneous release happen #BUT if this is the case I don't feel like it had any major effect on the writing/final product that is the manga #like the last handful of chapters have been so incredible #so I at least am still perfectly happy lol #(i mean i'm devastated and a nervous wreck but u know 🫡 in a good way lmao)#anyway 110 in two days please let this theory be true because I need some fucking hope already #please let Oda show up as Dazai's guardian angel to help (see what I did there-)#it would be the perfect way to end the collective season that is 4/5 with s4 beginning with Oda and now ending with Oda #Asagiri are you reading me are you picking up what I'm putting down please please a ghost Oda is long overdue please-#Oda Verlaine Adam just GIVE ME SOMEONE ALREADY 😭😭😭#MAYBE EVEN A TASTE OF THE FYODOR BACKSTORY TO TIE INTO HIM BEING IN ANIME UNTOLD ORIGINS. THE POSSIBILITIES ARE ENDLESS

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to-thelakes · 3 months

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blue days

pairing; frank castle x fem!reader

summary; sometimes you get sad and frank helps you through it in the best way he can

warnings; fluff, comfort, mild angst (reader has depression/is sad), frank is so soft and comforts the reader

notes; hello hello! this is another slightly self-indulgent fic for fluffbruary! my day 7 fic and i used the prompts 'blue' and 'glass' which is why it's a little more sad but i still got that fluff with frank comforting the reader. i'm just trying to keep the angst goblin at bay and FAILING (it's embarrassing), but this is day 7! she's a little short but i love her and it's just what my brain needs tonight icl. i hope you all enjoy!!

ao3

It had been a long day and it seemed to be hitting you harder than it usually did. Honestly, you loved your job, you loved your life but everything was becoming too weighty. It felt like the world was pressing against your shoulders again and the melancholy had set in. Frank had noticed, you tried to hide it but you know that he saw it.

So, when he came back to the house to find you sitting at the bay window, staring out as the rain pattered against the glass; he wasn’t surprised. He was just glad you were okay and even if you didn’t greet him, seeing you there was soothing enough for him. He took his boots off at the doorway and headed towards you, sitting on the edge of the bay window seat.

“Hey, sweetheart,” He said softly. His presence didn’t surprise you and when he placed one of his hands over yours, it relaxed you. You turned your head towards him and forced a smile onto your face. He looked tired. It had been a long day for both of you but the love was still pouring out of his every feature.

“Hi, how was work?” You asked, turning your hand up to intertwine your fingers. He shrugged. “Same as always,” He responded. You nodded and turned back to look out the window. The rain pattering against the panes was soothing your heavy soul. It was such a soft noise and it made you feel calmer. The rain always had a way of doing that. Everything else quietened down and you could just focus on the soft pitter-patter, “Can I sit with you?” He asked. You nodded and shuffled up so that he could sit beside you.

It was a tight squeeze so Frank pulled you onto his lap. The back of your head rested against him as he wrapped his arms around you. His presence against you kept you grounded. It meant your mind couldn’t wander too far.

The silence was nice, just the sound of each of your breathing filled the space. There weren’t many cars going by. The rain was too heavy and the evening traffic had yet to start. But there was the occasional passer-by who rushed by, hiding under a coat hood or an umbrella. The two of you just watched the world turn, breathing against each other.

The minutes drew on and you felt Frank’s head rest against yours, he pressed a kiss to your hair before his grip tightened slightly.

“What’s going on in that head of yours?” He questioned softly. You sunk deeper into him, your hand grabbing his so that you could play with his fingers.

“I’m just sad today,” You explained. A frown spread across his face and you could feel the sigh against the back of your head, “It’s okay, it’ll pass.” He pressed another kiss to the back of your head before he settled back again. He understood how you felt. The only thing that staved off his melancholia was killing and now… you. He knew that both of you were better for having each other but it was still hard. He wanted to be there for you now.

It took him some time but he managed to work out what you needed. Like, right now, you needed to just sit in it for a while. But he knew that if it went on too long, it would get worse and he wasn’t going to let that happen.

“Food or a movie?” He asked after a beat. Your eyebrows furrowed. You knew what he was doing and it reminded you of how loved you were, it made you want to smile properly.

“Can we get a shower?” You asked, voice quiet. He nodded his head and pressed a kiss to your cheek.

“Of course, sweetheart. Whatever my girl needs,” He responded. A smile began to crack through the melancholy and you didn’t feel so blue anymore, “Want me to cook when we’re done?” You nodded and turned over onto your knees before planting a kiss on his lips.

“I love you.

#frank castle #frank castle x reader #the punisher #frank castle x you #frank castle fluff #frank castle x fem!reader #frank castle x female reader #the punisher fluff #the punisher x reader #fluffbruary #reader-insert

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drvirgus · 28 days

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Protecting (my heart)

Idol! Minji X bodyguard! Reader

Description: getting a new job as NewJeans bodyguard isn't really something Y/n thought would happen to her. What exactly happens when she suddenly felt attracted to one of the NewJeans members? Can Y/n stay professional or are her feelings for Minji too much to handle?

Warnings: stalking; harassment; kys jokes; suggestive language; death threats; mention of abuse; mention of murder; Smut, g!p Reader

Chapter: just a movie? (Fully written)

Masterlist

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With a nervous smile on my face, I looked at the slightly taller woman. Her hair seemed still slightly damp and combed back. She was wearing short, loose shorts and a slightly oversized t-shirt. With a smile on her face, she opened the door wider and gestured for me to come in.

Swallowing nervously, I quickly took off my shoes and placed them neatly to the side. "I'll make some popcorn. Feel free to sit on the couch. You know your way around here," Yeji said, chuckling slightly as she disappeared into the kitchen.

Nervously, I bit my lip and simply nodded, making my way to the living room. Almost immediately, I grabbed the remote control of the smart TV and found the movie.

It felt like back then...

I patiently waited for the older woman who was preparing the popcorn. My eyes wandered around the living room. "Where are the others?" I asked after a short pause.

"We're alone," Yeji called out to me loud enough. My eyes widened slightly, and the nervousness rose within me as I bit my lip and nodded. I took a deep breath to calm my nerves, rubbing my slightly sweaty hands on my pants.

Yeji entered the living room with a large bowl of popcorn. She sat down next to me and briefly glanced at the TV before smiling at me. The bowl rested on her thigh as she popped a piece of popcorn into her mouth.

"So... I'll start the movie," I said, clearing my throat as I leaned forward and picked up the remote control from the coffee table, pressing play. I could hear Yeji sighing as she noticed my posture. "Relax, y/n," she said as she playfully nudged me.

I chuckled and relaxed a bit, throwing my jacket over the arm of the chair just like before. I was wearing just jeans and a sweater since it was still a bit chilly outside.

Minutes passed, and I simply watched the movie. I reached into the bowl for a piece of popcorn repeatedly. Yeji and I sat quite close, so we could both reach into the bowl.

Chaewon had worried unnecessarily... everything was going fine. We both just watched the movie and didn't really talk to each other.

My body twitched as I felt her hand against mine when we both reached into the bowl at the same time. My eyes widened as I turned my head to her. She was already looking at me, smiling gently. Her eyes never left mine.

"That reminds me of our first date," the older woman began. Her eyes remained fixed on mine without a single second of wavering. "How we watched the movie and were too nervous to talk to each other or even look at each other," Yeji said, laughing lightly. Her eyes squinted a bit as she laughed.

I nodded, licking my lips. "Honestly, I don't even remember the movie we watched," I replied, laughing lightly, which Yeji nodded in agreement with. "Neither do I," she replied with a smile.

Her hand found its way to my knee, moving a bit higher. Her eyes narrowed slightly as she parted her lips slightly. Of course, I knew what this meant. I knew her inside and out...

I swallowed my nervousness. "I think... we shouldn't," I said softly, but I didn't pull away. The only thing I heard was Yeji humming in agreement, and shortly after, her lips were on mine.

It didn't take long for the older woman to be on my lap. Her lips on mine as her arms wrapped around my neck. My hands immediately on her hips to pull her closer to me.

My eyes closed as I simply missed the lips of my ex-girlfriend. Her breath against my skin, her warm hands on my neck, how she ran her long fingers through my hair. I cherished every single second of it.

My mouth parted as her lips made their way to my neck, and she let her tongue, which I knew all too well, slide out of her mouth and trace a sweet, moist line along my pulse before closing her lips around it and gently sucking.

I bit my lip as my hands instinctively lifted her t-shirt slightly. My fingers now on her lower back as I traced gentle lines to her hips.

I could feel Yeji moving her hips slightly forward and backward. This only made it harder for me to control myself, as I could feel my body heating up and all my blood rushing to my friend downstairs, awakening him.

Yeji's hands in my hair pulled my head back a bit, giving her more access to my neck. My heartbeat automatically sped up as I felt the older woman remove her hands from my hair, and one of her hands landed between our bodies. Right where I definitely didn't want her tonight.

But who could resist her? Certainly not me...

A whimper escaped my lips as I felt her hand now resting on my bulge, and she immediately started pumping my little friend. My eyes finally opened to look into hers.

"Yeji," I whispered softly, but Yeji immediately shook her head and pressed her lips to mine. She didn't want to hear it. All the desperation, longing, and desire were in this kiss, which made me weak.

With a jerk, I lifted her shirt high enough to take it off. She raised her arms briefly to make it easier for me. Her hands now on my neck as her kisses became much wilder and wetter. I responded to the desire with open arms.

"Let's go to the bedroom," I said between kisses. Yeji broke the kiss and looked at me with wide eyes, her chest rising and falling as she tried to control her breath.

Together, we made our way to her bedroom, and it didn't take long before I felt her lips on mine again. My hand turned the key in the lock to secure the room.

I could feel the older woman pulling my sweater over my head and carelessly tossing it onto the floor. Piece by piece, more clothing ended up on the floor as we found ourselves on her bed.

My lips trailed down her neck to her décolletage. "Y/n," Yeji moaned as my lips closed around one of her nipples. My tongue made a few circles around the nipple before I started sucking, teasing it with my tongue.

My hand on her thigh slowly moved up to her calf and lifted it slightly. My eyebrow twitched as I felt the smooth skin under my hand.

She had shaved...

My hand moved from her calf back up to her thigh as my lips found their way back to her neck. I could feel the older woman underneath me, struggling to control herself from pouncing on me immediately.

Not like before...

My eyes widened as Yeji pushed me slightly away with a hand on my forehead. She wriggled to the side to open one of the drawers in her nightstand. My eyes narrowed knowingly.

I could hear the condom packet being torn open. As usual, I sat back on my knees and watched the older woman as she wrapped the condom around my member. Her eyes, full of lust and desire, locked onto mine. One of her legs lifted again, and as if it were second nature, she sat on me once more.

A moan escaped me as I felt the warm, wet walls tightly wrap around my member. My arms around her hips to keep her on my pelvis, as I still sat on my knees. It didn't take long before I started moving my hips.

Her hands around my neck as I felt my fingers tighten around her hips and my hips clashing against hers in slow but powerful thrusts. This position was really getting on my nerves, so I laid the older woman on her back once again, allowing me to move my hips faster.

Her voice escaped from her slightly parted lips, her fingernails digging into my shoulder, making me hiss, but I didn't stop. My eyes locked onto hers as I placed my hands on her legs once again, lifting both of them.

Yeji's eyes widened as she noticed me placing her legs over my shoulders. Her moans grew louder, and her hands now clawed at my wrists as I held her hips in place.

The older woman had no chance to move as I did all the work. With each thrust I made, it left a bitter taste in my mouth.

She had left me...

I loved her so much...

My eyes focused on the face of my ex-girlfriend beneath me as I pressed my hips against hers repeatedly. My movements were fast and smooth, occasionally punctuated by a few powerful thrusts.

Her moans, whimpers, or gasps filled the entire room. I also let out some sounds of exertion and satisfaction.

I swallowed in shock as Yeji somehow managed to flip us over again, and once again, the older woman was on top of me. My mouth slightly agape as I looked up at my beautiful ex-girlfriend.

"Don't get too cocky," Yeji said with a slight grin as she first rotated her hips in circular motions before lifting them up and letting them fall again. Sweat was already visible on our bodies.

"Fuck," I muttered through gritted teeth as one of my hands rested on her chest and the other on her hip. The sound of moans echoed through the entire apartment.

Fortunately, we were alone...

I heard Yeji throw her head back. Her hair thrown back, she leaned forward. She pushed her long hair to one side so it wouldn't interfere with our kisses.

Both hands were on her hips as I moved my hips against hers. At a quick pace, I could feel Yeji starting to twitch on top of me. Her legs began to tremble, and she withdrew her tongue from my mouth to let out a loud moan.

My orgasm was also getting closer. My hips became much more forceful and uncontrollable. My hips were simply seeking the relief that I apparently couldn't find.

With a jerk, I flipped us over once again. My hips fast. My hands on her knees as i squeezed them together. Yeji's loud moans echoed through the entire room as she reached her orgasm.

But I still held mine back. My jaw clenched as I continued to thrust my hips against hers repeatedly. Until the moment when I could no longer hold it back. Some moans escaped my mouth as I pulled out of her and rubbed my member with my own hand.

My body jerked as I felt myself shooting the white creamy substance into the condom. My mouth open as I continued to twitch and shoot more into the condom.

Breathing heavily, I lay beside my ex-girlfriend, after removing the condom and tying a knot in it. My chest rose and fell like crazy as I came down from the high of the orgasm.

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A/n: don’t come at me 😖 it’s been a very long time since I wrote some smut and it feels like I forgot how to write it 🫠🫠

#newjeans minji #newjeans hanni #hanni pham #newjeans #danielle #haerin #newjeans hyein #minji x reader #kim minji #newjeans x reader #newjeans smau

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jaeyunluvr · 3 months

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love you, unconditionally (part 2) pt.1

it has been almost a week since your gut-wrenching sobbing session over your long gone ex and your best friends stuck to you ever since that day. things like this don't happen often but when they do, sunghoon and jaeyun absolutely will do anything in their power to make it better.

actually, they did make it better. it wasn't as depressing when you thought of your ex, it didn't bother you as much either. it probably had been smothered by all the love these two have shown you for the past few days.

currently you were at sunghoon's place, waiting for the popcorn to be cooked as jaeyun picked the movie you were going to watch.

you just sat on the couch as jaeyun scrolled through netflix looking for a certain film, your thoughts began a journey into various topics pausing at none. over the past week you have thought of jaeyun's advice, of giving sunghoon a chance.

you did think sunghoon was a great guy, in fact he was perfect in every way possible. he had good grades, a kind personality, he had a face that any girl would fall for, not to mention the consideration he has for others. and not to mention, at some point of time in your friendship, you developed a little crush on sunghoon but your brain didn't let it bloom, because as best friends, it didn't feel right.

AND. first of all, it was hard to believe someone so perfect like sunghoon would like you romantically. second of all, you weren't sure if you would be able to meet his expectations while being his girlfriend. so you voiced your thoughts to jaeyun.

"i don't think i'd make a good girlfriend for hoon."

jaeyun could've quite literally facepalmed.

"yn you have no idea how insane that guy is. he's like down bad, so down bad. you just have to be there and he'll thank you for it. but for your sake, you would be a good girlfriend. just because your ex doesn't want you, it doesn't mean you're not good enough for him. it's his loss. to be honest, you were too good for him. you're literally an angel baby." he smiled.

"and i'll be honest you both would make such a hot couple, i really wouldn't mind third wheeling."

you laughed. "you'll regret saying that."

"what would he regret saying?" sunghoon emerged from behind the couch, walking into the living room. a white towel hung around his neck, as he picked one end of it to dry his hair, tilting his head to the side a little so he can dry the back of his head. grey shorts barely hanging onto his waist, and plain white tee on top, it's sleeves hugging his biceps.

he looked gorgeous was something you would say out loud. and also hot as fuck was something you wouldn't.

"i said you guys would make such a hot couple, i wouldn't mind third wheeling."

you were already a distracted by how fine sunghoon looked, fresh out of shower, and jaeyun just had to say that. you eyes widened at jaeyun's reply and you turned towards him with a 'why-would-you-say-that' look and he just shrugged, kinda feeling proud for what he did.

"i think that too." sunghoon said nonchalantly. your brain just went 'whaaaatttt' and you felt your heart running at a faster pace. you looked at sunghoon with the 'what-the-hell' look and he smiled, his fangs showing as he walked towards you. by this time jaeyun was already in the kitchen, filling a huge bowl with popcorn for you guys to enjoy while watching the movie.

"i honestly think we'd make a hot couple." this conversation was making you stressed. not in a bad way because you were just too flustered to say anything and sunghoon just chose to look extremely attractive today you couldn't even look him in the eye.

he plopped next to you one the couch, a hand draping around your shoulder, as he rested his head on yours. you could feel his wet hair damping your own, but you didn't mind. you sighed, all sorts of thoughts flooding your brain. give him a chance.

you turned your head a bit, to sneak a look at sunghoon. the way little strands of wet hair graced his forehead, his long eyelashes, his pale skin and the tiny bit of pink blush on his cheeks, his perfectly shaped and moist lips. his lips, they looked so kissable.

you wanted to kiss sunghoon. hold his face in between your palms as he looks at you with a sparkle in his eye–

"GUYS! the popcorn is ready!!!!"

✧

you were getting frustrated as days passed by, your thoughts as unorganized and as confusing as ever. the feelings for your ex are long gone and the only thing in your head right now was sunghoon. you couldn't stop thinking about him, the way he spoke to you with consideration, the way he always bought you food when he visited you at your home, the little things he does for you like throwing out your trash or making you coffee when you're tired.

fuck your best friend for inducing the thought of another man into your head and fuck your other best friend for being that man who's nothing but desirable.

you found yourself down the rabbit hole in a few weeks and you had to admit it, you liked park sunghoon.

you wanted to confess to him, but you weren't sure if this was the right thing. a few days ago you were crying your heart out over your ex whom you thought was the only one for you, but now you just wanted to be with sunghoon and you knew he'd treat you so well. you didn't know if it was right to move on so soon, it messed with your head. and so you turned to jaeyun, who kept playing the decision maker of your life for the past few weeks.

"fucking finally yn." he said as he sighed. you had told him how you've finally come to terms with your feelings and have accepted that you liked sunghoon and wanted to be with him.

"go confess to him, no wait, skip all that slowburn, kiss him. i can't wait to third wheel y'all."

"more like you can't wait to stop your dumb best friends from being dumber than ever." you sighed.

✧

jaeyun's place was the most comfortable out of you guys' homes mostly because he had the best couch, which was big enough to fit in three people (mainly because you guys squeeze into each other) and it made you feel as if you were sitting on clouds.

you sprawled out on the couch, while jaeyun was in his room, dressing up for some meet up with his other friends.

just then you heard the front door click open, sunghoon walked in casually, smiling.

oh gosh that fucking smile.

you heard jaeyun yell for sunghoon from his room. sunghoon flinched at his loud voice but giggled as he looked at you while you laughed back. he shook his head and walked over to his best friend's room from behind the couch, not forgetting to ruffle your hair as he swiftly walked by. your heart fluttered.

they walked back into the living room with jaeyun rushing to the front door, picking up his shoes and slipping them on hurriedly, trying to hold his balance by hopping around.

"alright guys i'm leaving have fun!" he winked at you and sunghoon, while giving both of you a short gaze as if he was conveying something using telepathy.

sunghoon closed the door and walked back to the couch, sitting next to you. a comfortable silence filled the air, while both of you pondered over this and that in your heads, but it was quite obvious you both were thinking about the same thing.

"you know i like you right?" sunghoon blurted the question out. it wasn't something he wanted to say, but the words just jumped out of the train of his thoughts.

it took you so off guard, you mentally panicked. "yes, i guess."

sunghoon let a gentle smile grace his lips. he pulled out his phone from his pocket, opening the music app. gentle acoustic music started playing as he lent his hand out to you. you raised your eyebrow at him in confusion.

"let's dance." he pulled you up from the couch, one hand holding yours and another hand on your waist. he held you so gently, as you placed your other hand, slightly pressed against his chest.

sunghoon couldn't take his eyes off you. the warm sunset lighting seeped into the living room, making you look just perfect under the dim scarlet lighting. the way strands of hair fell out of your ponytail, the baby hairs gracing your forehead. your eyes dazzled under the evening light, he could see the sparkle in them.

a little smile adorned your lips as you looked at him. you didn't know why you both ended up in this situation, but the way sunghoon looked at you, his eyes lovestruck just by looking at you, his smile which loved your existence, didn't make you want to question it. you could see he was in love with you. it made your heart swell.

the song filled the atmosphere, as you both swayed to the music. the moment felt like it was straight out of a fairytale. you wanted to get lost in it forever.

'Oh me I fall in love with you every single day'

sunghoon smiled upon hearing the lyric, extending his hand to twirl you. you giggled as you turned around, your eyes landing on his lively face once again. oh you were in love with him.

'I know you will still love me the same'

your eyes landed on his pretty lips. you wanted to kiss park sunghoon. so bad.

'I'm thinking 'bout how people fall in love in mysterious ways'

nothing mattered to you at this moment. you wanted to kiss him and show him you loved him back. and so you got a light grip of his collar, pulling him down as you tiptoed to press your lips softly against his.

'Kiss me under the light of a thousand stars'

sunghoon was taken aback. he couldn't process it at all. he quite literally froze and you were worried if he didn't like it. why wasn't he kissing you back? you pulled back slowly.

your eyes showed your disappointment and slight embarrassment but as soon as sunghoon realized what just happened, he slipped his hand behind your waist, holding you firmly against him, as he dipped his head down to capture lips in an oh so sweet kiss once again. you reciprocated the gesture as your chest fuzzed with a giddy feeling.

you both pulled apart, looking at each other completely and utterly lovestruck. a slight laugh erupted from your chest, followed by sunghoon's as he threw his head back, laughing contently. oh you were so in love with eachother.

"i love you, y/n." he breathed out.

"i love you too, park." you wrapped your arms around his waist, pressing your cheek against his chest.

'And we found love right where we are'

the song ended with sunghoon's heartbeat resonating through your ears, which you swore was the best sound ever.

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firstprincehornyramblings · 5 months

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Summary: Taylor and Nick are having tons of fun getting paid to make out with each other. Maybe too much because it translates into after hours work, but.. WAIT YOU BOTH WANT TO TOP?

(18+) Kinks/Tags: RPF, dirty talk, fingering, orgasm, oral sex, (a little) rough oral sex, desperate kisses, trying to out top, slutting, penetration, so many banters, Nick top, Taylor top, WAIT TWO TOPS?, Two tops.

This is a Taylor x Nick smut fic, for fun, not a weird ship thing just some sexy mental imagery. Enjoy!

Neither of them knew how it happened, not that it was close to on their minds right now. It was after a long day on set, Taylor had come to Nick’s hotel room. The two had dinner, and drinks, and as per usual at least four banters. Come to think of it now, maybe the drinks had something to do with it. But it was only a few drinks to unwind, surely that couldn’t be responsible for this? Responsible for the way Nick was straddling Taylor’s lap, grinding against the other man, hands tangled in Taylor’s hair in a way that thanks to this movie, had become familiar. Their lips were crushed together, were either of them even breathing? That was up for debate, all that was coming from either were soft sighs, hums, desperate gasps for air. Taylor’s hands moved down the other man’s back now; sliding down and grabbing Nick’s hips. Large hands applying a firm pressure, guiding the way Nick moved, like trying to shift the haphazard desperate grinding into something more fluid. “You are kind of a slut aren’t you?” Taylor was the one to break the silence, allowing both a reprieve to catch a breath. “Oh sorry, should I get off? Do you want me to stop?” Nick asked, but his tone was not even close to concerned, he knew the answer. “Also, a bitch,” Taylor added as he leaned his head back, feeling Nick’s full lips run along the length of his neck. “But also really hot,” that came out more like a moan as he felt Nick’s teeth bite at his throat. “I wouldn’t be such a bitch if you weren’t so unbearable.” The bottle blond defended, but it did come out as an accusation; especially the way he used two fingers to push at the other man’s chest. “Oh, so unbearable that you’re grinding on my dick like you’re actually getting something out of it?” Honestly, Taylor expected another banter out of that one, especially because he did his best impression of Nick’s ‘unbearable’. But it didn’t work, instead Nick just grinned quite like he knew something Taylor didn’t. “I am.” It came out almost sing song as he ran his hands over Taylor’s chest, lower now, tugging off the shirt that the other man had on. One quick motion tossed Taylor’s shirt aside as Nick dipped his head down, licking one long stripe up Taylor’s chest, up the side of his neck, before biting Taylor’s jawline. Just one little bite, but enough to make Taylor’s breathing shake, as if the lick hadn’t already left him short for words. “I love feeling you get so fucking hard under me,” Nick’s voice was soft, it sounded like a secret. His fingers slid down Taylor’s chest, and underneath himself, sitting up on his knees just enough to let his hand wrap around the other man’s length. His fingers giving that hardness an experienced little squeeze, like he knew exactly how much pressure to apply to make Taylor gasp.

“You know I was… joking about the slut thing but, I’m starting to think I shouldn’t be joking. I swear that’s a compliment.” Taylor’s voice was almost shaking as he spoke, trying his best to keep his cool composure, but losing it so quickly. Nick smiled, so sweetly, as if his hand weren’t… where it was, brushing lips over the other man’s “And you haven’t even seen what I can do with my mouth yet.” Taylor’s breathing shook as Nick’s tongue flicked over his bottom lip, “Uh no I think I have a decent idea what you can do with your mouth. I mean I definitely know what those lips were made for.” Taylor reached up a hand as he spoke, cupping Nick’s chin in his hand, running one thumb over those full lips. As he did though, Nick opened his mouth, tilting his head down and wrapping his lips around that thumb. His eye’s locked on Taylor’s as he sucked that thumb, so slowly bobbing his head; being as obscene as possible about it really. “Shit, okay yeah I get it,” Taylor exhaled the words his breathing shaking. As Nick pulled back slowly, his lips spread into a grin until the tip of Taylor’s thumb was just barely pressed against his lips, “Want me to put my mouth on your cock instead?” All Taylor could do really was give an enthusiastic nod, just staring with his own lips slightly parted. “Good,” Nick chirped, slipping back to stand up and then immediately looping his fingers in Taylor’s belt loops, “Come on, come to bed.” He said tugging the other man to stand up. “You know you don’t.. have to drag me.” Taylor said with a laugh, letting himself be tugged toward that bed. “Has literally anyone ever said no to you after a show like that?” he asked. “No,” Nick was smiling as he stopped in front of the bed, reaching down to unbutton Taylor’s pants. “You know you are allowed to keep kissing me,” he said playfully as Taylor simply watched. “Oh right.” It was a genuine tone, like Taylor had forgotten that was an option. He leaned in, resting one hand on Nick’s face as he pressed their lips together.

Admittedly the kissing was getting a bit more heated as Nick unzipped Taylor’s jeans, pushing them down to the mid-thigh level before his hand once again groped at the other man’s hardness. This time his palm did most of the work, running along Taylor’s length as his fingers sort of guided the way. He didn’t keep it up long, a few moans into the kisses seemed enough for him. As the two kept kissing though, still just as heated, both trying to lead the kiss, tongues fighting for dominance. Nick pushed those jeans lower, the underwear straight after, finally breaking the kiss to tug both entirely down; crouching down to help Taylor step out of them. “Thanks.” It was almost a pant from Taylor before he gestured at the bed, like in a questioning way. “Oh, absolutely not.” Nick laughed in a very genuinely amused way. “Do you actually think I’m getting on my knees for you in this hotel room? You must be mad,” he laughed again as he pulled off his own shirt. Still smiling in that same amused way, Nick stepped back and sat on the edge of the bed, one single finger motioning Taylor closer. “You’re the one getting your cock sucked, you can stand. Or do you think that’s too much for you to handle?” Taylor did step closer, his head slightly cocked, “Well, if you’re half as good at it as you seem to /think/ you are? Maybe it is.” It was a bratty tone, that made Nick scrunch his face, in feigned disgust. “Don’t..admit those things out loud.” He said before leaning up to grab Taylor’s hip, pulling him closer, “Just stop talking and put your cock in my mouth.”

“Right.” Taylor rolled his eyes, pushing his fingers into Nick’s hair. They slid through it easily, roughing the freshly showered fluff up as he rested his hand on the back of Nick’s head. Taylor’s free hand took a hold of his cock, brushing it over Nick’s bottom lip as the blonde parted his lips. The tip of Nick’s tongue slipping out as he leaned in, immediately wrapping his lips around what he’d slipped into his mouth. Taylor let the hand at his base fall as Nick’s hand quickly left his thigh to replace it. It was the same act as earlier, Nick’s eyes fluttered up, locking on Taylor as he bobbed his head slowly, sucking in that same intense way. His tongue working in time with his lips as he rested one hand on Taylor’s thigh, one on his hip. “You.. look really fucking hot with a dick in your mouth.” Taylor’s breathing was a soft groan as he spoke, nodding down at Nick, who smiled, as much as he could, given the situation. Taylor’s hand was firm on the back of Nick’s head, guiding but not really applying any pressure, yet. He intended to, but for now he enjoyed those slow intense motions, as Nick slowly built to a steady pace. From below, Nick’s eyes never left Taylor’s face, locked on him, and eating up every single sound that came out of his mouth. Nick did make a few soft moans of his own, just so incredibly worked up by every expression of pleasure that the other man pulled.

It didn’t take long though for Taylor to finally apply some pressure to the back of Nick’s head. As soon as he did it, Nick rested his hand flat on Taylor’s hip, pushing back some as his eyes shot a warning look. “What, you’re not going to let me have any fun?” Taylor teased. But Nick didn’t bother to answer, pulling back enough to take a deep breath, but never taking his mouth off of that cock. He adjusted his mouth, quite like a snake realigning it’s jaw to swallow something hole. Honestly, Taylor found that a bit unsettling, but not for long. Once he’d seemed to relax himself, Nick leaned back in, immediately taking as much of that cock into his mouth as he could, and he managed about three fourths of the way before gagging. He didn’t pull back, only pausing in place as Taylor gave a groan, “Oh come on baby, you can do better than that, you know you can,” he cooed. Despite now watery eyes flashing Taylor a warning glare, Nick relaxed his throat as much as he could, pushing himself farther down, fighting through each gag until the tip of his nose brushed the dark hair on Taylor’s stomach.

“Holy.. shit baby,” Taylor panted, his fingertips massaging the back of Nick’s head, applying the slightest pressure, giving a much more intense moan as he felt Nick gag against him again. “You’re so fucking good at that.” Once Nick did pull back, Taylor easily released him, giving a worked up laugh as he nodded, “That was so fucking hot.” He panted. Nick was catching his breath, nodding as he leaned forward, spitting the excess saliva in his mouth onto the other boy’s cock, his hand stroking in place of his mouth as he caught his breath. “You look good getting your cock sucked,” the words were almost teasing but Nick grinned as he said them. “Not.. half as good as you look doing it baby, I promise.” Taylor laughed, “You.. gonna let me fuck your face? I mean clearly you can handle it.” Nick nodded where Taylor expected a ‘no’, “Yeah just not too long I don’t want you to cum before we even get started.” And Taylor eagerly nodded back, “Yeah of course babe, open?” he asked stepping back closer. Nick opened his mouth though, his hand still on Taylor’s cock as he tapped it against his tongue for a moment, those still glassy eyes locked on the brunette. “You really are a slut,” Taylor teased. “Say it again,” Nick breathed before dipping his head back down, immediately going back to sucking. This time it was like his life depended on it, fast and messy, and he rested both of his hands on the edge of the bed, just letting his mouth do all of the work. He didn’t slow down in the slightest when he’d take too much and gag, just letting tears well in the corners of his eyes. He relaxed into it as Taylor tangled both hands into his hair now, a firm but gentle gesture to hold Nick’s head in place as Taylor began to thrust into his mouth. He took a step maybe half an inch forward, but just enough to make Nick gag with each thrust, and enough to make Taylor moan in such a graphic way. He was so loud, and so unashamed of it, beyond feeling amazing, Nick was taking it so well for him. He didn’t fight, or pull, just trying to keep his eyes open, blinking back the natural tears that formed. “You’re being such a good slut for me,” Taylor panted, his fingertips almost rubbing at the other man’s scalp, still thrusting into those pretty lips. “Such a pretty little slut with that dick down your throat,” he groaned, only making a more worked up noise when he felt Nick moan at those words, which immediately resulted in a gag. “And you make the hottest fucking sounds choking on that dick baby.”

It didn’t last too much longer before Nick placed a hand on Taylor’s hips, the slightest push back, and Taylor did step back, letting Nick switch to using his hand. Once again, Nick spit all of that extra saliva, his hand massaging it in. “You liked it?” he asked in a pant. Taylor nodded, “Love it, you’re not done already ar..” but Taylor stopped speaking watching as Nick played with his cock. Rubbing his lips against it, tapping it against his face, rubbing it over his face. Almost literally nuzzling against it, like a kitten with his favorite toy. “No one does that shit outside of porn.” Taylor said with a breathy laugh. Nick pulled back with a grin, “I just did, so,” but he stood up now, shoving Taylor back as he began taking off his own pants. “Besides, you have a really nice cock.” Taylor stepping back from that shove shook his head, an amused grin on his lips. “How the .. fuck do you flip it off like that.. like a fucking light switch, you’re like Jekyll and Hyde.” Nick however, was finally naked now, and Taylor would be lying if he said his eyes didn’t follow every move, watching Nick unzip a travel bag. Watching as he pulled out lube, kind of impressive, slutty, but impressive, Taylor was into it. “I believe the phrase you’re looking for Taylor, is being a service top. Which I’m leaning into because you come across as a pillow prince.” He said before walking back to where Taylor was, gesturing at the bed, “Shall we?” he asked.

“Are you implying that you’re giving me special tre- wait what?” Taylor snapped to attention as he processed the rest of that sentence. “You think I’m a bottom? You think I’m a pillow princess?” Taylor wasn’t even pretending to not be offended. Nick however, looked unphased, “I said prince, are you not?”

“Uh, first off, excuse you, that is SO rude, I have never in my life just /laid/ there.” Taylor defended.

“There’s no shame in being a pillow prince, darling. I apologize if I implied there was.”

“I’m not done talking!”

“Very well, get it out, I know you need to.”

“Second off..” Taylor huffed, gathering himself, “Second off, I’m a top, mostly, anyway, I’m definitely the top here.” Nick laughed genuinely again, shaking his head, “No, no love you’re not.” “What do you mean no I’m not? You uh, you make a pretty convincing bottom, to –” Taylor waved his hands for effect, “Not be one.” He gave a more serious look then, “Did you forget about that?” “I was acting darling, I can’t believe I have to explain that to you, an actor.” Nick deadpanned. “Excuse me, you said you were leaning into the service top thing, you leaned into that bottom thing well enough.” Taylor said it almost like an accusation and Nick laughed, “And that has /no/ baring on my personal life.” There was a pause as Taylor almost pouted, “Well I’m taller.” “Oh my god, and that has NO baring on this situation, besides you’re like an inch taller than me.” Nick said, still smiling. “Well,” Taylor was still pouting, “We can.. measure..” he gestured at his own hips, then Nick’s. “No, we are not having a literal dick measuring contest for this.” Nick deadpanned again. “Huh, I don’t think I’ve ever heard you say dick before.” Taylor mused. “Because that’s an American word and that was THE most American suggestion I’ve ever heard.” “Okay well what are we doing?” Taylor asked with a sigh, looking over Nick who just shrugged. “We just.. start and see who wins?” he asked. “Oh, it’s a competition now?” Taylor couldn’t hide a smirk. “Was it ever anything else?” Nick asked, just stepping back and sliding onto the bed, motioning another finger at Taylor, who immediately ran and jumped on the bed. “Stop come hither-ing me like you’re in charge.” Taylor said, despite crawling over the top of Nick, kissing the other man hard. “I am.” Nick mumbled into that kiss, his hands sliding up Taylor’s arms, wrapping around his back before he used one foot for leverage. Once he had that leverage, he was shoving Taylor back, so he was on top, pressing his hips down against Taylor’s. But Taylor allowed it, his hands sliding down Nick’s back, large hands grabbing Nick’s ass, groping and kneading pale skin. Nick did grin into those kisses, “Brat.” He whispered at the hands on his ass. “You’ve definitely called me worse.” Taylor said against his lips, but it was a much flirter tone than he’d been using before.

But the kissing wasn’t slowing down, the two of them did flip each other a few more times, Nick ducking back so Taylor was on top once Taylor got too handsy. Nick ‘cheating’ according to Taylor and applying the same hands trick until they both ended up on their sides. Hips pressed together, their cocks consistently brushing up against each other, making both of them give soft gasps and moans. Finally, Nick reached back, grabbing the lube, and opening it without breaking the kiss. “Give me that,” Taylor mumbled into the kisses, reaching for the lube as Nick just held his arm farther away. But all it took was just one lil jerk from Taylor’s long arm to snatch it. “You really are insufferable,” Nick laughed as he watched Taylor apply it to his fingers. “Hey, I’m being nice, I’m using lube.” Taylor defended as Nick snatched the bottle, applying some to his own fingers. For a moment they just stared at each other, like willing the other to cave in. Clearly reaching a ‘fine!’ sort of resolution at the same time as their lips crashed together again, the bottle of lube getting lost in the mix as their bodies pressed together once more. Hands clumsily wrapped around the other, fingers pushing into each other at almost the exact same time. Both of them gasped, Taylor seeming almost shocked that Nick went through with it. Nick’s brows furrowed as he gave a sharp ‘Christ’ under his breath, “Your.. fingers are so fucking thick. Why did you use two?”

“Oh sorry,” Taylor sounded vaguely concerned, “You okay? Is it too much?” he asked. Nick gave him a defiant look, “I won’t give you the satisfaction of saying yes.” Taylor made a ‘fair enough’ face, “I think it’s worth mentioning that you also used two.” He added. Nick did laugh softly, “Well, you better get used to it, my cock is big.” He teased. “Oh okay okay, wow there’s an ego I didn’t see coming.” Taylor teased back. Moments later, the two were at it again, kissing each other like they were starving for it. Slowly fingers started to move, both of them working their fingers into each other. And both of them started to get noticeably more into it than they’d have liked to admit. Their hips pressing tighter together, it was impossible to tell which of them started it really, but they were grinding against each other. In reality both of them were grinding back against the other’s fingers, but they’d never admit it. “You like that don’t you?” Nick panted against Taylor’s lips, and Taylor tried to give a ‘ha’ sort of noise that came out more like a moan. “Not nearly as much as you’re going to love my dick.” Taylor groaned, though he’d have sworn it was unrelated. “Mhn that’s not how it’s going to work, you’re going to cum from my fingers, and then I’m going to fuck you into this mattress.” Nick panted. “Not if I make you cum first.” Taylor hissed through gritted teeth. “In your dreams.” Nick answered. But lips were crushing together again as Taylor pushed another finger into Nick, making him whimper, his free hand pawing at Taylor’s chest. Taylor could feel teeth against his lips, almost a growl as Nick pressed closer, and he felt another finger slide into himself as well, earning Nick a gasp from the other man. “Your fingers are.. ridiculous.” Nick finally admitted, in almost a whimper. And Taylor was nodding back, “I mean you’re.. definitely not bad at this.” He groaned. They were kissing again, their fingers working into each other desperately. Their hips still grinding together, both moaning in such a desperate way with each push of their hips that resulted in those fingers sliding deeper. Both of their bodies more than warming up to the intrusion. Again, even if they’d never admit it, both of them aching for something.. just a bit bigger. After a few more moments though, they broke that kiss, Nick was the one to break it, looking between them, “You’re.. like dripping.” He panted. Taylor stumbled over his words some at that, “Yeah it’s.. it’s like who I am, I have a lot of precum, you’re not doing anything special.” “I didn’t imply that I was,” Nick clarified, “I mean I definitely tasted it earlier,” he teased, “I just think it’s hot is all.”

Taylor gave a soft ‘oh’ before kind of perking up, “I uh, okay what if we switch?” he asked. “Go on?” Nick arched a brow. “I mean, what if.. you fuck me for a little, then we swap and I fuck you.” He could see Nick’s face softening, and he kept running with it, “You can cum in me if you want.” He added. Nick laughed at that though, “Once again, you’re insane if you think I’m letting you put that thing in my ass with my cock soft.” He said shaking his head, “Unbelievable, but alright.” He said nodding, “One condition.” Nick was pointing a very serious finger at a smiling Taylor. “If you finish fucking me before I cum, I want you to finish me off with your mouth.” “You’re accusing me of being a pillow princess again I see.” Taylor snapped back. “But fine, of course yeah.” He said breaking them up some, slipping his fingers out of Nick and sitting up more on his knees. “How uh, do you want me?” he asked picking up the bottle of lube and offering it to the blonde. “From behind,” Nick said with no hesitation, “I’ve been thinking about that for.. fucking weeks.” That thought did make Taylor a bit shy, weeks? Nick had been thinking about him that long? It wasn’t that he hadn’t been having similar thoughts, it was just… weirdly flattering to him. “You should have taken me out to dinner first.” Taylor teased, moving down onto his elbows as well so he wasn’t just sitting on his knees, and already beginning to arch. It was, a perfect arch, certainly one that made Nick stare for a minute. Taylor was sliding down on his chest, grabbing a pillow to rest his cheek on, tucking his arms under it as he spread his legs a bit wider, slipping to the perfect height. “Are you going to like.. wait till tomorrow?” he asked. “Sorry, just..” and Nick was moving, opening that lube back up and dripping it between Taylor’s cheeks, adding some to his own cock, and massaging it in as he closed the bottle back, just dropping it. “You’re really fucking good at that.”

“You are allowed to just tell me that I have the best ass you’ve ever seen, you know that riiiiiii-oh my god.” Taylor did not get to finish that sentence as he felt Nick push into him. The pressure of Nick’s opposite hand on his lower back, as if he’d move, as if he was going to run from it; he wasn’t. It was a stretch for a second, but whether it was because they’d spent god knows how long fingering each other, or because he was just /so fucking attracted/ to this boy; he felt like he adjusted quickly. He pushed himself back against Nick’s hips, giving a low moan at the fullness and at the satisfied noise he heard Nick make. Once Taylor pushed back against him, Nick was leaning up, just so he could bend over to see Taylor’s face some, “You have the best ass I’ve ever fucking seen.” He said with a coy grin, and all Taylor could do was pant a soft ‘thanks.’ Once Nick was back up straight, he was beginning to thrust then. His hands moved over Taylor’s body, fingertips tracing every muscle. “You feel incredible.” He whispered, though it was more like a moan. “So do you,” Taylor almost gasped.

The pace was moving from slow, to steady, and Taylor would have been lying if he said every inch didn’t feel even better every minute that passed. Finally, he managed to speak of his own accord, “Shit.. fuck me Nick.” He was steadily pushing himself back against the other boy now, bouncing off of Nick’s hips. But there was a rut in their pace, sort of sudden as Nick stopped, and Taylor felt fingers tangle into his hair. One rough motion and Nick was pulling him up, onto his knees. Taylor made the kind of noise he would deny making tomorrow as Nick’s arms wrapped around him and he felt those now oh so deep thrusts. Nick’s lips on his back, on his shoulders, teeth pulling at his skin. He was melting back against Nick’s chest, one hand moving back behind him, resting on the back of Nick’s neck, like keeping them so close. His other hand running down his own stomach to wrap around his cock, not that it lasted. As soon as he felt his own fingers, Nick’s hand wrapped around his wrist, “Don’t you dare.” He felt Nick pant against his shoulder. “If you’re going to fuck me, you better have more than enough left for me.” But Taylor gave another whine, down deep from his chest, he almost swore he’d fall forward. “Well, when can we switch? Fuck, Nick.”

“Mhn, we can now.” Nick almost purred, “You made such pretty noises, you’ll make me cum if I keep listening to them.” He said in a tone that was teasing, before just pushing Taylor back forward onto that pillow. “Oh my god!” Taylor panted in an exasperated way, “Stop shoving me places!” he said sitting up so fast, almost as if to prove that his thighs weren’t dangerously close to jello. He leaned over to shove Nick’s shoulder though, and Nick almost giggled. “Oh come on, you’re already getting to fuck me, you can’t have everything you want.” He said picking up the lube and handing it over to Taylor now. “You say that like I’m getting something so special.” Taylor quipped, before leaning in to kiss Nick, hard, and starving. He felt Nick melt into it, almost leaning forward as he broke that kiss. “You are,” Nick said softly, “How do you want me?” For a moment, Taylor thought, there was a million positions he’d thought about putting Nick in sincerely. Behind wasn’t a bad idea, but he really wanted to see Nick’s face once that cock slipped inside of him. He’d thought about Nick riding him, but that was too much power for the blonde he decided pretty quickly. “On your back.”

“Yes sir,” Nick said with a playful tone, but Taylor couldn’t not think about how.. hot it actually sounded. He watched as Nick got settled down on the bed, laying in the pillows and just watching Taylor move between his thighs. “You know,” Taylor said starting to fiddle with the lube, applying it to both of them as Nick pulled up a leg. “Your dick is like.. kinda pretty.” He said glancing up at Nick’s face. “Oh, thank you Taylor how nice, a little late but nice.” “Shut up.” Taylor huffed tossing the bottle against one of those other pillows as he took control of Nick’s legs now. The way he pulled them up, and open, did make Nick gasp, especially as Taylor leaned down, and pulled one over his shoulder. But it didn’t stop Nick from giving a soft ‘Make me’ in response. “Oh so.. so fucking gladly.” Taylor laughed as he used one hand and pushed himself into Nick then. His eyes were locked on the boy under him, watching that soft face contort; brows furrowing, plush lips parting as his eyes almost looked desperate. “You’re so deep.” Nick breathed. “Oh baby,” Taylor couldn’t help but grin, “I’m only going to get deeper.” He said, both of his hands moving up Nick’s thighs, catching under the knee and pushing them up, tight, almost against Nick’s shoulders. It earned Taylor a sort of strangled almost yelp, as he pressed his hips tighter against Nick. “Hurt?” He checked in, just to be sure. Despite having his lips already hung open, Nick just shook his head no.

Nick's jaw only hanging even more open as Taylor began to thrust into him. It wasn’t slow, but it wasn’t fast either, just steady deep shoves, Nick could swear he felt it in the back of his throat. Taylor was resting his weight on Nick’s legs, keeping them tight in place as he kept that deep pace up, his eyes locked on those desperate ones under him. “You’re just as fucking pretty with my dick in your ass as you are with it in your mouth.” He could see that Nick wanted to answer, it was all over his face, call him something mean in the name of pretending not to love the compliment. But currently, Nick couldn’t form sentences. Instead, he just nodded, his hands moving up to rest on Taylor’s sides. “You like that dick baby?” Taylor panted, “You’re taking it so good baby,” his own voice a moan as he picked up the pace. Nick did manage a soft ‘yes’ ‘please’ in response to that. Taylor couldn’t help but grin, leaning in closer, and giving Nick soft slow kisses, a direct contrast to those deep shoves.

Both of them were getting so noisy into the kisses, so desperate. “Inside you okay?” Taylor finally panted against Nick’s lips. A desperate nod came first, before Nick finally whimpered a soft ‘please’ against Taylor’s lips. That was essentially all it took, and Taylor made another of those desperate noises as he felt his orgasm wash over him. His hips shifting to just grind up against Nick as he rode it out, desperate for every last shred of pleasure as Nick gave soft whimpers at each movement, his fingertips ‘clawing’ at Taylor’s arms. Once he’d caught his breath, Taylor slowly put Nick’s legs down, giving a smile as Nick gasped at the sudden feeling of emptiness when Taylor moved back. “You took that really good for someone who uh, apparently doesn’t do that.” Nick however was sitting up some, reaching between his thighs, kind of awkwardly touching around, “I feel like I’m making a mess… that was.. so much cum. Like I actually felt it, that’s..” “Okay and?” Taylor teased, “Are you like the only guy in the world who doesn’t like watching your cum drip out of people?” he asked. Nick gave a shy shrug, “Well I suppose I like it.” “Right,” Taylor nodded, “I like seeing it too.” He said before taking his turn to push Nick back now, “Besides, I think I owe you a blowjob.” He said nodding down to Nick’s hips. “Oh, right you do.” Nick said giving a soft smile himself now, “It’s not.. going to take long, I’m.. so close.” He admitted with a tone that suggested he’d rather have not. “It’s fine baby, you just had the best dick of your life I get it.” Taylor said moving down then on his stomach sitting up on an elbow as one hand stroked Nick’s cock for a moment. “Well I think /best dick of my life/ is being a little generous,” Nick clarified but Taylor’s mouth ended most of those thoughts. “I.. some of..the best dick, is fine to say.” Nick said reaching a hand down to tangle in Taylor’s curls. Watching those big brown eyes as Taylor’s head bobbed steadily, working in an eager way, his hand working what his mouth didn’t. “Not that it’s an.. extremely long list, mind you.” Nick continued, “You, don’t have a ton of competition.” His breathing was shuddering, and as Taylor gave a bratty kind of ‘Mhm’ noise against Nick’s cock, his hips almost jerked in response.

“Fuck.. me.. you’re going to make me cum.” Nick groaned, and Taylor gave him a look best interpreted as ‘Yeah that IS the goal here’. It wasn’t much longer before Nick did cum, gasping out, giving his own desperate moan as he gritted his teeth. Taylor hummed, doing his best to keep sucking, trying to catch most of it in his mouth. He could feel Nick’s fingers tight in his hair as he kept at it for a few more seconds. Finally Taylor pulled back with an audible pop, immediately swallowing everything in his mouth. “Feel good?” he asked, leaning back in to lick at some of that cum on his fingers, where it had run down Nick’s length and pooled there. “Incredible.” Nick breathed, just playing in Taylor’s hair as he watched, “That.. is very sexy you know but I would rather you kiss me.” He added after catching his breath. It made Taylor smile, so wide honestly, like a puppy, crawling up over Nick and kissing him so passionately. “That was really good.” Taylor cooed against Nick’s lips. “It was, really good.” Nick said resting a hand on Taylor’s cheek as he stole another kiss. “You bottomed for me.” Taylor mumbled against Nick’s lips, smiling against them. “And you bottomed for me, stop being so smug!” Nick scolded, giving Taylor’s shoulder a lil shove, but then just immediately pulling him down for another kiss. “Stay in my room tonight?” Nick asked after a few more moments of kissing, and Taylor nodded, shifting so he was on his side, tugging Nick closer so that the two of them were more cuddled together. “Yeah I was hoping you’d ask me to.” He said pressing a kiss to Nick’s shoulder. “Mhn, well who else would I get morning head from?” Nick teased. Taylor couldn't help but laugh, “See! You are a slut.” He said still laughing as Nick smiled, looking so pleased with himself.

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Yes! Mr Murphy (Rewritten)

PART SEVEN: THE SHINING

Pairing: Cillian Murphy x Reader

Warning: Angst, Age Gap, Teacher x Student, Fluff

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An hour later

Needless to say, it did not take Cillian long to convince you to stay and, even though you were a little nervous about it, you felt somewhat excited about spending the night with him, albeit in different bedrooms.

Cillian, on the other hand, seemed to be a little more content and calm than you about the situation and knew that, realistically, you lacked other suitable options.

You had nowhere else to go and, if you were to go back to your own apartment, you would have run the risk of James turning up there unannounced. You knew that he was dangerous and that, alone, gave you enough reason to spend the evening elsewhere, with a person you could trust.

In so far as the situation with James was concerned, over a period of an hour, Cillian also convinced you to go to the police and you had promised him to do exactly that on the following day, right after class.

It was a promise you knew Cillian would hold you to and you had no desire to beach his trust. You, too, knew that this was the most sensible option for you and you did not want to risk another bruised cheek or two if you failed to take this seriously.

After convincing you to go to the police, Cillian then ordered some pizza before jumping into the shower as well and settling down on the couch with you in order to watch a movie.

As expected, he kept his distance from you and, despite the fact that he did, you were still close enough to stare at him and his somewhat strange looking pyjamas.

His pyjamas comprised a t-shirt featuring bugs bunny and a pair of matching grey boxer shorts which appeared to be too short even for a man of his height.

“My son bought them for me for Christmas” Cillian ought to clarify and you smiled.

“I like them. They look pretty cool, especially with the big carrot covering your crotch. It’s quite something” you teased, causing Cillian to laugh.

“Well, yeah…bugs bunny and his big carrot…what can I say…” Cillian joked and you both broke out in laughter just before your eyes caught on his legs which, too, were exposed.

They were masculine and strong, probably because of all the running you knew he was doing every day before school and, for some reason, seeing him like this. aroused you.

“Do you want to watch a movie?” Cillian then eventually asked as if he was trying to divert your look from his legs to the TV screen.

“Yeah, a movie sounds good. What do you want to watch?” you asked with blushing cheeks. You could tell that he was noticing the way you had been looking at him and, clearly, that made him somewhat uncomfortable now.

“I don’t know. What sort of genres do you like?” Cillian asked before reaching into the coffee table draw to retrieve a large blanket which, in the end, he used to cover his legs.

“Honestly? I love scary movies” you told him as you watched him hide his legs from your gaze.

“Scary how?” Cillian asked. “Like ‘The Shining’ scary or ‘gory scary’?” he then wanted to know and you did not quite understand what he was talking about.

“What’s the Shining?” you wanted to know and his chin immediately dropped.

“Seriously?” he asked. “Have you never seen ‘The Shining’?” he was surprised and you reluctantly shook your head and stammered out a quiet “no”.

“You are almost thirty, studying to become an actress, and never watched ‘the Shining’…unbelievable…” Cillian then teased and you felt as though you should correct him. You had still not told him about your true age and felt rather guilty about it.

“Actually, I am…” you began to say, wanting to tell him that you were almost eight years younger than he thought but then you changed your mind. “Never mind” you thus said, backing out of what you were going to say for fear of being rejected by him. “I may have seen it. I am terrible at remembering the names of movies though” you then said and Cillian took this as an opportunity to introduce you to cult classic.

“Hmm. Okay. How about we watch it then and see whether you can remember it? I haven’t seen thus movie in over ten years and it is pretty good” Cillian thus told you and you agreed.

“Okay. Yes. Let’s watch it” you said before asking a an all-important question. “Do you have popcorn?” you wanted to know and Cillian immediately furrowed his eyebrows.

“Really? Popcorn?” he asked and you nodded.

“Yeah. I love popcorn” you admitted.

“I should do. The kids eat it all the time” Cillian then informed you before giving you a lecture about the suitability of popcorn while watching scary or intense movies.

In the end, however, he gave in to your demands and you both settled on the sofa again with some snacks.

***

About an hour into the movie, Cillian reached over from some popcorn and you swatted his hand away playfully.

“You said you don’t eat popcorn when watching movies like this” you teased before you popped another piece into your mouth.

“I did say that, but I am hungry” Cillian chuckled and you voluntarily handed him the bowl and laughed.

“You didn’t eat much pizza, so I am not really surprised” you giggled before realising that, just minutes ago, Cillian had opened another bottle of wine as well but then inadvertently left it on the kitchen bench.

Looking at your empty glasses, you hopped off the couch and walked towards the kitchen in order to retrieve it.

“I paused the movie” Cillian then yelled out while you padded back to the living room barefooted with his oversized t-shirt barely covering your swaying hips. Earlier that evening, Cillian had given you some of his shorts but they were too big for you and kept on rolling down, so you decided to take them off and put on your panties instead, leaving you in nothing but cotton underwear and his black t-shirt.

“Thanks. I wouldn’t want to miss anything as I am really enjoying this movie so far” you said before placing the wine bottle on the coffee table in front of him and, just after you did, Cillian poured you each some more wine into your empty glasses.

He then settled back against the back of the sofa with a glass in his hand and, just after he did, you picked up the blanket which he had, by now, pushed to the floor. But, instead of settling on the far side of the couch again, you settled down in the middle, right next to Cillian.

“It’s freezing, isn’t it?” you then said before covering both of your laps with the blanket while settling back against Cillian comfortably, not delicately or carefully by any means.

“Yeah” Cillian said, swallowing harshly. He was not expecting you to come so close to him.

“Shit. I am sorry” you then said as you realised yourself that you had leaned back against him which, after a few glasses of wine, came naturally to you.

“It’s fine. You can lean against me if you are comfortable like that…I am cool with it…” Cillian stammered in response before looking back at the movie, trying not to think of your body pressing against his.

“Oh, okay. I was comfortable, so yeah, I mean, if you don’t mind” you told him before leaning back again although, by now, Cillian’s arm felt as though it was in the way.

“Or maybe not. Your arm is in the way now. Can you move it?” you giggled and Cillian awkwardly lifted it up and then settled it around you while trying not to touch your body.

“Better?” he then asked and you responded with a quiet “yes” before you pulled his arm closer to get more comfortable.

“Y/N, I think that…maybe…” Cillian began to say just as you snuggled in, bringing the blanket with you, but just as he spoke, he realised that you were completely focused on the movie again now.

“This is intense. She needs to get out of there” you spoke, referring to the scenes on screen and, just as the movie progressed, you began to nervously draw your fingertips across Cillian’s arm, giving him goosebumps.

“Please tell me she is going to escape” you then told Cillian while fidgeting nervously but he did not say a word as, unbeknownst to you, he tried very hard not to become aroused by you being so close to him now.

Eventually, the movie intensified and you moved forward again, right onto the edge of the couch and, instead of grasping for the blanket now, you had dug your finger nails into Cillian’s arm.

“Oh my god” you said as the final scene of the movie came on and Cillian felt relieved for the fact that it was almost over.

“Fuck that was so good” you then said when, finally, the movie came to and end and your reaction amused Cillian just slightly.

“So you haven’t seen it, have you?” he mused and you shook your head before you stretched yourself and yawned.

"No, I haven’t. It was a great, but I am absolutely knackered now” you then told Cillian while moving away from him again.

“Well, it is almost eleven o’clock. We should probably go to bed” he suggested and, of course, he was right. You had a nine o’clock start and even he had to be at drama school at around ten the following morning.

“Yeah. We should” you thus said. “Thank you again for letting me stay here, and thanks for the pizza and wine…” you then told him before leaning in slightly to give Cillian a friendly kiss on the cheek.

“You are most welcome Y/N” Cillian responded, swallowing hard before wishing you a good night’s sleep which is also when you made your way to the guestroom.

To be continued…Please comment and engage. I love getting comments and predictions pretty please!

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renewoos · 1 year

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Baby, I'm Yours (sana)

“You’re so pretty, it hurts. Baby, I’m yours.” — Isabel Larosa

➼ Genre: pure fluff

➼ Pairing: Minatozaki Sana x fem!reader

➼ Themes: childhood friends to lovers, celebrity!sana

[wc: 1k+]

➼ Summary: Minatozaki Sana was your best friend since childhood. The best friend you were always in love with. This is a short story on how you became her girlfriend. It was all thanks to one song.

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Minatozaki Sana was an actual work of art to you. Almost as if she was painted with heaven’s brush. Long brown hair with some small, gentle waves like a gorgeous ocean, moving slow and steady. Any color for her hair suited her honestly. Any style she did as well. Her beautiful eyes that you could feel lost in for days. Lips that were pretty and cute; perfect in shape and size, always looking extremely soft and kissable. Everything about this woman was just so perfect. Sana was so pretty to you, it actually hurt.

How you ended up with her? You understand but sometimes you wondered how lucky you were. She could pick anyone in the world but she chose you. You were her girlfriend for a few years now, going strong and the love never died. You just kept falling for her, over and over again but she was also so smitten with you. She was incredibly sweet to you.

Even before you started dating her, you knew you were always hers. You two started off as childhood friends and since then, you adored her. It wasn’t only outer beauty that she had, it was also inner. She ended up becoming a popular singer but never forgot about you nor left you behind. She wasn’t that kind of person. They say fame changes people but not her. When she can, she spends almost all her free time with you.

You were also beautiful, you just couldn’t see it but Sana always saw it. Maybe you fell for her first but she was always yours too. It took some time and courage as you two got older until one day it burst.

You two were out, at a beautiful park when you noticed a small stage set up. With your hand holding Sana’s, you started guiding her to the area to see the singer. Both of you appreciating music so much, she happily let you guide her. Not many people were here which was nice too. It wasn’t a rowdy atmosphere. The air was so peaceful and the sun was beaming down. Thanks to that singer however and her one song, your feelings came out to reach Sana.

It wasn’t even a full song yet. The singer just gave a preview of it but already, it was amazing. The singer wasn’t very well known, she was new. Before she did that preview, she was singing her full songs and Sana had started slow dancing with you. This scene felt like it was straight out of a romance movie. The tone of this singer’s music was just wonderful to get lost in and dance slow to. Then that preview came and the singer’s words went, “you’re so pretty it hurts… baby I’m yours, baby I’m yours…”

You were staring into Sana’s eyes as the words came from the singer’s lips. Your heart felt like exploding because those words described it all so you let it out, “Sana, I’m in love with you. You actually are so pretty that it hurts and all I want is to be yours… I’m sorry.” Both of you stopped dancing and the world became mute for this moment. Everything felt blurred, the only focus was you and her. You started looking away once you said “I’m sorry,” and you went to move backwards but she gripped you tight to keep you in place.

“Y/N, do you really mean that?” Her sweet voice asked, almost in a whisper. You looked back at her eyes and saw them forming small tears but showing complete surprise in a good way. She looked at you as if it was impossible that you loved her but hoping that’s what she just heard.

It made your heart swell more, “yes… I have been in love with you since forever. I just didn’t want to ruin the friendship. You’re my best friend and you’re so loved. I figured some other popular singer probably captured your heart… I don’t know—“ she cut off your rambling although she also found it precious.

“I always loved you too, Y/N… still do. How did you not see it? ” Sana said and it was your turn to be shocked.

“But…” you started and she responded quick, “no buts. I’m always with you when I can be. My actions and words were always out of love. You are so beautiful to me, in and out. It was killing me knowing I was only your best friend. There were times I wanted to reach out and just kiss those gorgeous lips or just hold you for hours without letting go… anything.”

Then it hit you. All the memories and moments. Sana did stare at you sometimes with a look of awe. Sana was always so affectionate with you. All the cheesy good morning and good night messages. The way she played with your hair then snuggled up to you after. The constant cheek or forehead kisses you got from her. You felt so blinded.

“Just because I’m a singer doesn’t mean I was gonna abandon you. No matter who I meet, even the biggest stars; you are the only one that constantly occupies my mind.” A tear finally fell from her as she spoke all these words.

You pulled up your hand to her cheek, softly brushing away the tear.

“Then Sana, would you please be mine?” You had so many butterflies as the question came out but also the joy you felt was huge.

“Baby, I was always yours… but yes. Please be mine too.” She moved in closer to you and you replied, “always yours, darling.” The space between you two got smaller and smaller until she finally closed the gap, capturing your lips in a long awaited soft but passionate kiss. Your hands wrapped around her neck, eyes fluttering closed as you enjoyed every second of it. Deepening the kiss, she tasted as sweet as she sounded, even was. Sana was the definition of sweet. It was a complete dream come true but suddenly, you heard claps. You two abruptly stopped kissing, remembering you’re at the park and looked around to see the singer and some of the audience clapping at you both. Both of you getting flushed with embarrassment, cheeks turning red. You smiled awkwardly, hiding behind Sana and burying your face in her back to which she just laughed, saying “thank you” to the kind people while thinking how adorable your shyness is.

There were a few people that could recognize who Sana was and you were sure, the news would break out but she did not care. She was proud of your relationship and she knew her fans would give support.

You were hers and she was yours, finally. Years will go by and through thick and thin, you love each other unconditionally.

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©renewoos

Thank you for reading this if you did. Hope you enjoyed it. Take care~ (& yes, I kept deleting my tumblr lol this story has been up here before)

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nervousgardenerkid · 2 years

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I wish I knew you wanted me.

a/n: okay i honestly didn't think it was gonna be this long,,,,so i had to split it into two parts LMAO part two will probably(?) be up tomorrow? or on tuesday :D enjoy this steve angst mwah mwah! credit to gif owner!

read part two here!

There was one thing that was clear in Steve Harrington’s crazy upside-down life.

He doesn't get the girl. He never does. He didn't get Nancy, he didn't get the girl he went on a day with last week, and he most definitely, didn't get you. He watched with a glare as you and….you and…okay Steve doesn't even remember his name, he just doesn't know if he chooses to forget it on purpose or if he's gotten in one too many unsuccessful fights.

“Jesus dude,” Robin mumbled as she came back with a small stack of tapes in her arms. “You know, if you stare a little harder a laser may magically appear and vaporize him.”

“You think so?” he mumbled while glaring a little harder as she suggested.

“No, you dingus!”

He let out a sigh and finally looked away from your giggling figure while running his hands through his hair.

“I just don't get what she sees in him!”

“Maybe it's the fact that he, oh I don't know confessed to her, unlike someone I know.”

Steves let out a sigh and tried to fight the urge to look over at you but failed. You were wrapped in the arms of…whatever his name is, smiling while trying to choose a movie.

“For the last time Robin she didn’t feel that way about me, and she sure as hell doesn't now.”

Robin rolled her eyes and clutched a tape in her hands trying so hard not to throw it at him. She can't let the intrusive thoughts win, not today at least.

“My god it's a good thing you're good-looking cause clearly your brain refuses to work.”

Steve turned to her with a smirk and ran a hand through his hair.

“You think I'm good-looking?”

“I think you're an idiot.”

“Fuck you.”

Robin didn't have time to register the fact that you were coming up to the counter before she launched the tape at Steve only to let out a groan as he caught it with no trouble.

“You guys are kinda cute together,” a deep voice said

You let out a snort only to cover it up with a cough.

“Oh, we're not-”

“It's all platonic with a capital P over here Mason.”

Mason! That was his name…ew. Steve thought while he stepped forward ready to take Pretty In Pink out of your pretty hands.

“Hi, Steve,” you said with a smile.

It took everything in him to not fall to his knees and finally confess everything he's been feeling for nearly a year. Who knew saving the world multiple times together could cause so many emotions to bloom? His thoughts were cut short when he felt a foot step on his not so lightly. He curses whoever pissed off Robin today cause he's the one who has to deal with her temper.

“Hey Y/N, just pretty in pink for today?”

You opened your mouth but Mason cut you off.

“Yeah, just that stupid movie for today.”

You rolled your eyes and pushed Mason away from you.

“It's not a stupid movie! I saw it at the theatres with Steve and it was really good!”

Mason let out a snort and stuffed his hands in the pockets of his jacket.

“Well since you both love it so much then maybe you can watch it with him.” he sneered out.

you let out a sigh and turned to look at him while mumbling “Mason cmon, we were having such a good day-”

“Actually I'd love to watch it with them,” Steve said while standing a little straighter than before. Robin let out a quiet “oh boy” before making herself comfortable against the counter.

Mason scoffed and stepped around you that way he was face to face with Steve. “You know, if I didn't know any better, I’d think king steve is trying to get a date with my girl.”

Steve swallowed hard trying not to say what he wanted to say. Maybe he was asking you on a date despite you having a boyfriend. Hell, maybe he could treat you better. No, scratch that, he could definitely treat you better than Mason could. His thoughts were cut short when you let out an awkward chuckle.

“Okay Mason that's enough,-”

“No, I don't get why you hang out with this loser. He's a high school has been and he doesn't have anything going for him besides this lame-ass job! Doesn't he babysit on the weekends or something?”

Robin let out a scoff and stood by Steve.

“The hell are you talking about with this whole high school has been? What exactly are you doing with your life?”

Mason let out a scoff and said something to Robin that caused bickering between them. Steve tuned them out and looked down at his hands. He knew he didn't like Mason but now he really doesn't like him, although he did make a couple of points. In Steve’s eyes, he didn't have much going for him. Every day was the same. Wake up, go to work, take robin home, pick up Dustin, Mike, and Lucas to take them to the arcade, then he goes home to repeat everything the next day. Oh god, he is a loser. He blinks rapidly trying to push down the negative thoughts and emotions that are stirring inside him.

Don't cry, Steve. Whatever you do, don't cry in front of the girl of your dreams and her stupid, mean ugly- his thoughts are cut off when he hears a loud smack echo throughout the store.

“We're fucking done,” you said with venom replacing the usual sweet tone you have.

“Are you seriously-”

“Yes! Yes, I'm seriously dumping your ass in Family Video in front of my best friends! Get the hell away from me!”

“Have fun walking home then!” Mason shouted as he stormed out of family video.

The tension in the air was thick as Robin cleared her throat.

“Steve you should totally take Y/N home.”

Steve turned his head towards her his mouth slightly opened as he mumbled out a small “huh?”

Robin kicked his shin and tilted her head towards you. “Y/N. Home. Take. Her.”

“Oh. Oh! Y-yeah I can totally take you home!” Steve rushed out while fumbling around for his keys.

“But what about robin-”

Robin waved her hand and insisted Nancy would pick her up cause she needed to rant about Jonathan to someone. Steve nodded his head and jumped over the counter ready to walk out the door with you until Robin said something.

“Hey Y/N?”

You nodded your head at her signaling for her to continue. She put a hand over her heart and glanced at Steve before looking back at you.

“I love you.”

You tilted your head to the side and furrowed your eyebrows. “Thanks Robs…I love you too.”

Robin let out a sigh of relief and chuckled.

“Wow, that just…it feels nice to get off of my chest.” she locked eyes with Steve and cleared her throat “It’s almost freeing in a way! Like, oh I don't know like someone could say it and fix so many problems!”

Steve rolled his eyes as he got the not-so-subtle message from a robin. He flipped her the bird and sent her a sweet smile.

“Robin…did you hit your head today?”

Robin’s jaw dropped and put her hand near her heart. “I just told you I loved you and that's all you have to say?”

“I said I loved you too-”

“Well!” Steve chuckled out “we better get going bye robin I owe you one!” Steve said while he guided you out the door.

“Idiots,” she mumbled. “They're both idiots.”

The ride back to your house was silent. You and Steve we're both too caught up in your thoughts, what if you thought he was a loser and that's why you never liked him? Why the hell did robin randomly say she loved you?

“Hey, so I'm sorry-”

“Steve I'm sorry-”

You both stopped talking and let out small laughs.

“You first,” you said while turning towards him.

He nodded his head putting the car in park once he reached your driveway and let out a sigh. “Um, sorry,” he started “about you and Jason-”

“Mason.”

“Whatever the fuck his name is.”

You rolled your eyes with a smile on your face and grabbed his hand. He tried to ignore the warmth that danced along his face as he turned the other way praying that you didn't see.

“Don't worry about him. I'm sorry about all the stuff he said about you.”

A dry chuckle escaped his lips, he shrugged his shoulders.

“‘S fine. He kinda had a point.”

“Steve no-”

He shook his head as he let go of your hand and anxiously chewed on his fingernails. “It's like everyone was right about me ya know? I-I don't have anything going for me, and my closest friends are a group of high school children. I love them, I do but,” he puts his hands in the air trying to find the right words. “I see everyone I use to know find something for themselves. They found their dream career, and they find the perfect college to attend,” he locks eyes with you. “They find that perfect person who always makes them smile. The person who can make everything seem fine even when the world goes to shit. The person who makes the feel, fuck my mind is blanking.” he mumbles while snapping his fingers trying to find the right words.

"Makes them feel whole,” you whisper.

“Yes! That's the word! God, you're so smart.”

“Have you found that person?” you asked. You find yourself silently praying he says no, and if he says no you pray that he opens his god damn eyes and finally sees you. He nods his head and your heart drops as you see a smile make its way on his face.

“Yeah, yeah I have.”

You nod your head and sniffle while letting out a shaky laugh. “Cool. I mean, that's good. Um, I think I'm gonna head inside now. Pretty sure my parents are wondering where I am.”

Steve feels his shoulders drop and he clears his throat.

“Yeah. Yeah of course. I'll um, see you around?”

You nod your head and mumble “thanks for the ride.” while slipping out of the car and walking into your home. Steve stares at the front door and blinks multiple times. Every bone in his body is aching to run after you. His arms are dying to wrap themselves around you, and his lips crave leaving small kisses on your delicate skin. He wants to run to you, he wants you to be his but for some reason, he can't bring himself to get out of the car. The fear of rejection is much too strong and overpowering every other emotion he's feeling.

He reverses out of your driveway and makes his way home with a heavy heart, mumbling how stupid he was for even thinking he had a chance. He knew robin would kill him for not confessing how he felt but he has a bad habit of biting his tongue in situations like this.

If only he knew how you wished that he wanted you.

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