#i am sorry my friends ♥ maybe one day

[wongyuseokie]

Bake a Wish | c.s.c

Summary: Seungcheol knows it’s silly. Getting this mad that you forget his birthday, but it only happens once a year. He’s too prideful to let it go so quickly, and you’re too determined to continue letting your boyfriend sulk. 

☆ 18+ minors dni |☀︎fluff | ☁︎ angst | ♕ smut |  ♥ completed works

Word Count:  3651 words

Pairings: Choi Seungcheol x Female Reader 

Genre/Trope(s)/AUs: Fluff, Smut & Angst, Idol! AU, but like it’s not that important. It just sets the tone, I guess? Like why he stays in a dorm etc. 

Content Warnings: Smut, fluff, angst 

Smut Warnings: Unprotected sex (don’t do this irl), daddy kink, only for a few seconds tho, oral sex (f receiving), pussy fingering, overstimulation, cum licking (off fingers), ear biting (nibbling, it’s sexy), squirting. Nicknames, kitten because, at this point, it’s my favourite nickname to use. 

Authors Note: Thank you so much @here4kpopfics, @lovelyhan, @seokgyuu @sluttywoozi and @seungkwansphd, for hearing me go on and about this fic and helping me out 💕also tagging my lovely @duhnova because I know you yell about Cheol a lot 😗😗

Authors Note 2: Happy Birthday Cheol!! 🥳 here's a smutty little sorta plot-filled smut fic 💕💕 I posted it at 12 (Korea time) woo hoo.

© wongyuseokie 2023. All rights reserved.

“Cheol?”

No response. 

“Seungcheolie?” 

“Baby, I know I forgot. Work was just crazy and everything. I won’t make excuses. Please don’t be mad,” you pleaded, and your boyfriend sighed. 

“I’m not mad. You were the one who wanted to do something, so for you to forget,” Seungcheol trailed off, sighing as he ran his hand through his hair. 

“Forget it. I’m a grown man. I shouldn’t sulk over a birthday,” Seunghcheol said, defeated, as he started to get up from the couch. 

“Cheol, I just lost track of the days and forgot. I’m so sorry,” you apologised, getting up and going after him. 

“See, that’s what bothers me. You forgot. I’ve had friends forget, family forget, but you? I guess that puts things into perspective for me. I don’t know, maybe it’s my fault for putting you, my girlfriend, on a higher pedestal, but I thought you would remember,” Seungcheol spoke, each word breaking your heart even more. 

“I can make it up to you. Why don’t we do something this weekend?” You offered hurriedly, and Seungcheol shook his head. 

“I have plans with the guys and can’t back out. They initially wanted to celebrate on my actual birthday, but I told them that tonight, well, it would have just been for us,” Seungcheol explained with a sad smile. 

“But,” Seungcheol said, breaking the tension slightly. “You said there’d be an amazing chocolate cake waiting for me at home?” Seungcheol asked hopefully, only for it to shatter the second he saw your face fall. 

“Ah, right, you forgot,” Seungcheol deduced and shook his head. 

“Look, we can order something and get a bottle of wine, and I can spend all night showing you how sorry I am?” You offered, placing a hand on Seungcheol’s shoulder, making him look at you. 

“Sex isn’t going to fix this,” Seungcheol mumbled. 

“There’s nothing to fix. I just need to stop making birthdays such a big deal,” Seungcheol added, and you shook your head at his words. 

“No, Cheol,” you started to say, and he held up a hand to stop you.

“Look, you’ll say something, and then I’ll say something, and it’ll snowball. I don’t want to risk an argument, not on my birthday or with you,” Seungcheol said. He was tired, and he wanted to sleep. 

“Okay, yeah, you’re right. What if I draw you up a nice bubble bath, and we can just sleep? You can even hog all the blankets,” you added with a hopeful smile. 

“Actually. I was planning to sleep at the dorms tonight,” Seungcheol admitted. 

“Oh, but Cheol, since we’ve been together, we always spend birthdays together,” you protested, and Seungcheol shrugged. 

“Well, I guess tonight’s just full of firsts?” Seungcheol muttered. 

“I don’t want to lose you over this,” you admitted, and Seungcheol smiled softly at you. 

“You won’t, not over this. It’s not a fight. I’m just upset and want some space, but I don’t want to get into anything tonight because I know it’ll end in a fight, and I don’t want that,” Seungcheol clarified. 

“I’m sorry,” you mumbled, and he shrugged. 

“We’ll be okay. I just need some space,” Seungcheol added, and you nodded. 

You had messed up so badly, and usually, when either of you messed up this bad, you’d argue and be fine in a few hours, but tonight was different. You hurt your boyfriend so badly that he was beyond the point of being angry, he was disappointed, and he felt defeated. 

“When can I see you?” You asked impatiently, and Seungcheol shrugged. 

“Let me be the one to reach out?” Seungcheol suggested, and you nodded slowly as you watched your heartbroken boyfriend put on his dress shoes and coat, things you told him to wear because you made a reservation at the best restaurant in town. Seungcheol got dressed up and excited for tonight, only for you to stand him up at the restaurant and forget his birthday together. 

As you watched your boyfriend dejectedly leave your apartment tonight, you had a plan, and you were determined. You’d do everything possible to ensure he never felt this shitty again and to redo tonight. No matter what, he’d still have a fantastic birthday this year. 

“Oof, she forgot?” Jeonghan asked Seungcheol when he saw his friend sulking about the dorm that evening. 

“Yeah. I mean, I wouldn’t care,” Seungcheol started to say, earning a scoff from Jeonghan. 

“You are the sulkiest in general, but more so about your birthday, but continue,” Jeonghan interrupted. 

“Anyways,” Seungcheol said with a glare. 

“She planned everything, told me to get ready and clear my schedule, and she doesn’t show up? Then she told me a cake was at home, which she had forgotten. I don’t know, and it felt like she forgot everything,” Seungcheol mumbled, pouting. 

“Here,” Jeonghan said as he handed Seungcheol a black box with a bow. 

“Jeonghan, I’m taken,” Seungcheol joked, making Jeonghan roll his eyes. 

“Shut up. It's a little something for your birthday, it won’t compare to what Y/N got you, but I hope you like it,” Jeonghan added, and Seungcheol’s face fell. 

“She forgot to get me a present,” Seungcheol muttered. 

“Maybe something else is going on in her life? Something that requires her full attention, and she just got overwhelmed?” Jeonghan offered. 

“But she didn’t tell me?” Seungcheol questioned. 

“You’re a busy man, and I’m sure it’s nothing she can’t handle and didn’t want to bother you,” Jeonghan suggested. 

“She’s my girlfriend. She couldn’t ever bother me,” Seungcheol said softly, and Jeonghan patted Seungcheol’s shoulder to comfort the sulking man. 

“We’re still on for tomorrow. We’re planning to go out and get shit-faced. You can invite Y/N if you want,” Jeonghan suggested. 

“No, I think space would do us good,” Seungcheol responded, and Jeonghan hesitated and decided not to respond. He knew that Seungcheol needed his time to be petty, and he just had to let him be angry. 

“Alright, well, do you want any of us to keep you company tonight?” Jeonghan asked, and Seungcheol shook his head. 

“Nah, I’ll see y’all tomorrow.”

You were tossing and turning in bed that night. Even when Seungcheol was on tour, you would always text each other good night. You hadn’t tonight; you wanted to give him his space, but you were worried that more space would result in more distance between you two, and that couldn’t happen. 

Worried, you grabbed your phone from your bedside table and called instead of texting. You couldn’t help it. You knew you weren’t being fair, he asked for space, but you couldn’t help yourself. 

Seungcheol picked up after four rings, and his sleepy voice immediately made you feel terrible for waking him up.

“Baby?” Seungcheol spoke sleepily, and you felt your heart swell and ache because of one word. You hurt him so badly, yet he was calling you baby here. 

“I’m sorry I woke you up,” you mumbled. 

“It’s okay. Did you need something?” Seungcheol asked. 

“I just wanted to say goodnight,” you admitted sheepishly, and Seungcheol sighed. 

“You couldn’t text it?” Seungcheol asked. 

“I’m sorry, I messed up. I shouldn’t have woken you up,” you apologised. 

“Well, you did wake me up, so why don’t you tell me what’s up?” Seungcheol asked. 

“I miss you,” you hated how pathetic you sounded. It was his birthday that you missed, and here you were being miserable, and he shouldn’t have to deal with it. You heard Seungcheol sigh softly. 

“I miss you too. Do you need me to come over, or will you be okay tonight?” Seungcheol asked and smiled sadly, even though you knew he couldn't see you. 

“No, I shouldn’t. You said you wanted space. I should give it to you,” you mumbled, and Seungcheol groaned softly. 

“So you just woke me up for no reason?” Seungcheol quipped. 

“Cheol,” you started to say, only to be interrupted. 

“I need sleep. The guys planned something for my birthday, so I want to be rested and fresh tomorrow,” Seungcheol remarked sassily, and you frowned even though he couldn’t see. 

Seungcheol felt terrible for being so snippy, but he was just tired and wanted space and sleep. 

“Goodnight, Cheol. I love you,” you mumbled into the call. You heard Seungcheol take a breath and then hum into the call before hanging up. 

Seungcheol knew it was a dick move on his part not to say I love you, he knew that it would mess with you and make you overthink, but he couldn’t take it back. He could only hope that you understood that it occurred due to a moment of frustration. 

You tried your hardest not to cry your eyes out after the phone call, Seungcheol sounded so defeated and tired, but you were determined not to wallow and make it about you. You would make up for all this, and it’d be okay. 

“Cheol, you ready?” Jeonghan asked later that morning as Seungcheol was checking his phone. You hadn’t texted or called, he understood that he asked for space, but he selfishly hoped for none. 

“Dude, no, no phones today. No wallowing,” Jeonghan scolded lightly as he took Seungcheol’s phone out of his hand. 

“What if she calls?” Seungcheol whined. 

“Then I’ll tell her that you’re happily celebrating and you don’t wish to be disturbed,” Jeonghan teased, earning a scowl from Seungcheol. 

“You will say no such thing to her. You will not upset her further,” Seungcheol warned, and Jeonghan sighed. 

“I wouldn’t. Just for 24 hours, can you forget this argument and have fun? We don’t like seeing you upset,” Jeonghan pleaded, his voice softer, and Seungcheol nodded. 

“Yeah. I can. Let's get drunk?” Seungcheol suggested with a weak smile, and Jeonghan nodded excitedly. 

“Yeah!”

You weren’t sure what exactly you were doing here. You weren’t even meant to know where Seungcheol’s birthday plans were, but Soonyoung couldn’t keep anything to himself and posted videos and pictures of Seungcheol’s celebration. Your heart thought quicker than your brain, and you were now in the restaurant's car park where Seungcheol was celebrating his birthday. 

You knew it was clingy and overbearing, and everything you were doing right now went against Seungcheol asking for space, but you couldn’t help it. The guilt was eating you alive, and you hated being the reason that Seungcheol was upset. 

You figured that if you showed up with a big cake and showed that you went through the trouble of getting the cake and finding out where he was, then he’d forgive you. Or at least stop sulking at you, and hear you out. 

You checked your phone one more time before getting out of the car, and you wished you hadn’t opened up Soonyoung’s Instagram story on his private account, and what you saw made your heart hurt and eyes water. Seungcheol was hanging around other girls, posing and hugging one of them. 

You knew Seungcheol was loyal, he’d never cheat, but it still hurt, watching him spend his birthday with other girls, and while you know you were at fault for this since you forgot his birthday. It almost felt like he was just rubbing it in your face. 

You heard a muffled voice and saw Seungcheol tapping on your car window. You turned to face him, smiling at him, your vision blurring vision as you smiled at him through your tears. You unlocked the door and motioned for him to get in. 

“Why are you here?” Seungcheol asked, and you frowned at his question, hoping he’d be happy to see you. Seungcheol noticed how your face fell, and he noticed your teary eyes, but he didn’t want to comment on it, at least not yet. 

“I just, uh,” you fumbled, looking away from him and at the backseat. 

“I wanted to give you that,” you mumbled, pointing to the cake in the backseat. 

“Is this the cake you promised?” Seungcheol asked hopefully with a smile. 

“Yeah, I’m sorry,” you apologised, as you kept your stare on the cake box in the backseat. 

“I think you’ve apologised enough,” Seungcheol said softly as he took your hand, making you look at him. 

“I’m sorry if I sounded rude earlier, but I’m genuinely wondering why you’re here, but I’m not upset to see you,” Seungcheol explained. 

“I wanted to bring the cake as a surprise. I know you said to give you space and that you’d reach out, but I guess I can’t, not when I know I upset you,” you rambled. 

“So why didn’t you come? You just started crying in the car?” Seungcheol asked. 

“I cried because of Soonyoung’s Instagram story,” you mumbled, feeling ashamed that all it got was a temporary wave of insecurity to make you cry, despite knowing how loyal Seungcheol was. 

“What was on it?” Seungcheol asked, and you meekly pulled out your phone and showed Seungcheol the story. 

“Wait, so you thought I was cheating?” Seungcheol accused, and you shook your head. 

“No, of course not. Seeing my boyfriend hugging another woman and celebrating his birthday with other girls does suck,” you spat. 

“Do you want this to be something we fight about?” Seungcheol asked, and you shook your head. 

“No, I don’t. I know you wouldn’t. I just was being silly,” you mumbled. 

“Your feelings are valid, don’t dismiss it, but I know that’s not what upset you,” Seungcheol said, holding your hand tighter, interlacing his fingers with yours. 

“I just wanted to be the one you celebrated your birthday with, Cheol, and I guess seeing you celebrate with other girls made an ugly green monster awaken in me,” you admitted. 

“That’s fair, but I promised the guys I would celebrate my birthday with them,” Seungcheol said. 

“What about tomorrow?” Seungcheol offered. 

“I’ll be done at the studio around 8. We can meet for dinner. It’ll have to be quick because I have a meeting at 10:30.” 

“You’re only free for like 2 hours?” You asked. 

“I was free for longer on my actual birthday,” Seungcheol retorted, making you frown. 

“Okay, 2 hours. I’ll make it the best 2 hours possible, okay?” You said, leaning over to place on Seungcheol’s cheek. 

Choi “Husband” Seungcheol [9:00 am]: Morning love, I’m heading to the studio now. I’ll give you a ring once I leave. Looking forward to seeing you tonight. 🥰🥰

You grinned as you saw Seungcheol’s message the following morning and smiled as you typed out a response. 

You [9:01 am]: See you later, handsome 🥰

You put your phone away. You had a lot to prepare tonight, you were a couple of days late, but you were determined to make this the best birthday ever. 

“Ow!” Seungcheol yelped when he felt another balled-up piece of paper hit his head. He wasn’t entirely sure why Jeonghan kept throwing scraps of paper at his head. 

“What is your problem?” Seungcheol asked. 

“We’ve been trying to get your attention for. I don’t know, ten minutes?” Jeonghan responded. 

“Oh.“ 

“I’ve just been distracted.”

“Yeah, no shit, can you just go and make it up with Y/N? You look like a sad husky,” Jeonghan muttered. 

“Husky because I’m so handsome?” Seungcheol asked with a grin. 

“No, husky, because you sulk and whine as much,” Jeonghan sassed, making Seungcheol glare at him. 

“Look, she forgot, yes, but shit happens. Do you want to whine and let this cause a problem in your relationship? No, you don’t. What about when you forgot she was allergic to lilies and got her a bouquet?” Jeonghan asked. 

“Oh god, my baby was sneezing all night long,” Seungcheol groaned, recalling the night he accidentally gave you flowers you were allergic to. 

“Exactly, look, she didn’t mean it, and I bet she’s overthinking and overplanning just to make things right, and more importantly, just because she forgot your birthday does not mean she doesn’t love you,” Jeonghan added. 

“I overreacted, didn’t I?” Seungcheol asked. 

“No, not that night, but dragging it out? That might be unnecessary,” Jeonghan clarified. 

“I’ll apologise tonight. I’ll see her tonight,” Seungcheol said, determined. 

“No, go now. We can pick this up tomorrow,” Jeonghan insisted. 

“Sure?” 

“Yes, and Cheol?” 

“Yes?”

“Use protection!” 

“Baby?” Seungcheol called out as he entered your apartment. As soon as he entered your apartment, he was greeted with the aroma of baked goods and saw the apartment decorated with balloons, candles and confetti. 

“Cheol?“ You exclaimed as you wandered out of the kitchen. 

“Baby!” Suengcheol greeted you as he ran to embrace you, and you giggled as he pulled you into a tight embrace. 

“You’re home so early. I’m not done preparing,” you whined. 

“I don’t care. I’ve been a big baby. What matters is that you love me, and I love you, not some birthday,” Seungcheol declared, making you giggle. 

“I love you, but Cheol, but the dinner won’t be ready for another couple of hours,” you whined. 

“It’s okay. I’m sorry for being such a baby,” Seungcheol apologised. 

“I’m sorry for forgetting,” you added. 

“We’re a pretty sorry couple, aren’t we?” Seungcheol joked, making you smile. 

“Come,” you said, pulling away from Seungcheol’s embrace slightly to take his hand in yours. 

“Where?”

“Bedroom, since dinner won’t be ready for some time, I figured I’ll give you one of your presents a little earlier,” you said with a teasing grin. 

“Lead the way, kitten.“ 

“Cheol!” You giggled as Seungcheol hoisted you up, causing you to wrap around his waist. Seungcheol wasted no time the second the bedroom door closed and pulled you into a passionate kiss, deepening the kiss by slipping his tongue into your mouth, making you moan as he started sucking on your bottom lip; his plush lips always worked wonders no matter what part of your body they were on.

“Can you strip for me, baby?” Seungcheol asked as he placed you down on the bed, and you nodded as you quickly peeled off your clothes and laid back on the bed, hissing softly as the cool sheets touched your naked form. 

“Baby, it’s meant to be about you,” you whined, making Seungcheol grin. 

“I’m meant to give you the present,” you mumbled. 

“You naked and dripping for me is enough of a present,” Seungcheol said, making you let out a soft moan.  “Then I’m all yours, Daddy,” you added.  

“No, Daddy, tonight, baby. Just Cheol, okay?” Seungcheol said as he climbed onto the bed and pulled you into his lap. 

“I’m sorry for being a big sulky baby, and while sex isn't the answer, it can’t hurt, but I promise I will, and I-” Seungcheol tried to apologise, and you shut him up with a kiss. 

“Cheol, please. Just fuck me,” you begged, rubbing your exposed cunt on his jeans, the friction making you moan. 

“Gladly,” Seungcheol complied, standing up to quickly rid himself of his clothing and positioning himself at your wet cunt.

He started by placing kisses along your calves and up to your thighs, never fully touching you. It felt different like he was going to take his time. He gently parted your legs, giving him access to your glistening cunt, placing your legs onto his toned back and wrapping his arms around your waist. 

Seungcheol placed soft kisses along your folds, his lips gently enveloping your clit. You let out a sigh of approval, tangling your fingers in his hair. He knew your body well, and his lips were a god's gift to your cunt.

He started sucking on your clit, while his tongue jutted out and started flicking the sensitive bundle of nerves. The grip you had in his hair tightened while he removed one arm from your waist and slipped two fingers inside you. Never once did he remove his lips from your clit as he kept fingering you at such a delicious speed. He was thorough yet delicate with his movements, he wanted you to feel complete and utter bliss. 

“Cheol, I’m close,” you moaned out, your words failing you as Seungcheol’s ministrations had you close to your first orgasm of the night. He said nothing. Instead just continued as you fell apart on his tongue, letting you ride your orgasm out against his face and fingers.

“Always so sweet for me, baby,” Seungcheol praised as he licked his fingers clean of your release. You moaned at the sight. You tried to get up in an attempt to take him into your mouth, but Seungcheol gently pushed you down. 

“Not tonight; I need to feel you,” he said softly.

Seungcheol laid down next to you, tilting you so that you were curled up into his chest. He pulled your leg to the side and pushed it back so that it wrapped around his muscular thighs, allowing him access to push inside you. He had one hand rubbing on your clit, and one on your nipple. He kept thrusting inside you, neither of his hands ceasing their actions. You moaned at the feeling. 

You suddenly stilled and fell apart around his cock. Seungcheol moaned and gently bit into your shoulder at the feeling of you clenching around him. He didn't stop; he continued pounding himself into you, picking up his pace as he was desperate to reach his release. He fell apart not long after he furiously rubbed at your clit, making you cum so hard that you shook violently against him. He gently pulled out of you, making you whimper at the empty feeling.

“It's been a while since I made you squirt,” Seungcheol said with a proud grin while you were still basking in the afterglow of your orgasm. 

“Hmm?” You moaned into his chest. 

“You squirted, baby, all over my cock,” he whispered, gently nibbling your ear, making you giggle as you into his toned chest. 

“Cheol?” 

“Hm?” 

“Happy Birthday, my love.” 

#seventeen #seungcheol #seventeen smut #seungcheol smut #svthub #kvanity #indigo writes: scoups

[crazystargirl]

hi! can I request that u write something that has to due with fem!reader who works at the local movie theater and ethan met her when going to see a movie bc shes a cashier or something and he becomes obsessed with her and starts to show up all the time to watch her and learns her schedule by heart? the she begins to notice but thinks it's really cute and when she finally mentions it, they exchange numbers and go out and stuff?

lots of love, lexie <3

lil movie stalker ��︎

pairing ♥︎ - ethan landry x reader, ethan landry x fem!reader

word count ♥︎ - 0.9k!

a/n ♥︎ - HELP THE ENDING SOUNDS SO SHITTY AND CHEESY, AND THE TITLE I COULDNT FIGURE OUT ANYTHING GOOD FOR BUT ANYWAYSSSSS, lexie i am so sorry it took so long to write this, i started writing this but ended up stopping due to writers block but here it is! Also kae i promise im working on yours now!!

Ethan had first spotted you when the friend group had dragged him to go see a movie that they had all been wanting to see in theaters. He thought seeing a movie in theaters was kind of dumb since why pay extra and buy snacks and drinks when you can just wait for it to come out and watch it at home or get it illegally. 

It wasn't as bad as having to go to one of those frat parties Chad dragged him to but it was a movie he didn't want to go watch. At least seeing you made it bearable. 

You were gorgeous to say the least. Ethan is pretty sure he's seen you somewhere other than here before.

"Hey isn't that the girl from our english class?" Chad asked Tara, with a nudge to the shoulder.

"Yeah I think she is!" Tara replied.

"Isn't she also dating that idiot jock who wanted to fight you Chad?" Mindy asked, leaning over to join into the conversation.

Ethan frowned at hearing this until Tara said something else.

"No that's a rumor I think, the jock, Steve I think, is dating that idiotic airhead."

"Oh yeah! Y/n, i think that's her name is single or something."

Sam gasps dramatically and looked back at Chad, "You better not be planning to take her out because if you break Tara's heart, I will go Billy Loomis on you."

Everyone laughed and Chad put on a shocked face as they walked up to the ticket booth to get the tickets. Sam bought the tickets and Tara, Mindy, and Ethan went to the concession stand to buy popcorn and drinks.

"Hey y/n! I didn't know you worked here!" Tara said with a bright smile

You looked at her and grinned, "Yeah! I work here part time afterschool and on the weekends cause I'm trying to be more independent"

"Ohhh makes sense, maybe I should get a part time job too, to help Sam out."

"Please don't, then Sam will feel like she's not needed," Quinn said, coming up behind Tara with Sam and Chad. 

"Hi Sam, Quinn, Chad, and boy I do not know" you said looking at Ethan, not noticing him before.

Chad came up next to Ethan and put an arm around him, "This is my best man, Ethan Landry, I don't think you guys have any classes together right?"

"I don't think we do but it's nice to meet you anyway." Ethan said with a smile.

"Yeah, nice to meet you too! Alright guys you better order now since there's a line waiting behind yall"

The group ordered and you gave them their food and drinks and waved goodbye to them. Little did you know that this wasn't going to be the last time you saw Ethan, especially not with the way he looked at you while leaving.

After that day, you hadn't seen him but he definitely saw you. He came everyday after school to watch you.

Ok that sounds a bit fucked up but hey there's no harm in just watching someone…and maybe even learning their work schedule.

After a week or two of watching you, Ethan becomes somewhat enamored. Unfortunately for him, this did not go unnoticed by you.

The first time you actually noticed is when one of your coworkers nudged you and told you something that you didn't quite like…

"Y/n, y'know the guy who always comes after school?"

"What guy?" you asked puzzled

She pointed to Ethan who quickly looked away and looked at his phone.

"Oh yeah i know him, he's friends with some people i know"

"Well i think he's pretty cute and has been coming here almost everyday. I think he might like me"

You frown at the thought, you may or may not have developed feelings for the guy and were praying your coworker wasn't going to ask him out

"Im gonna ask him out"

There goes that

You watch as she goes up to Ethan but start giggling once you see that Ethan shakes his head and looks back at his phone

"Damn he didn't like you huh?" you say as she returns huffing

"Yeah like what the fuck, he literally said he liked someone else"

You laugh and continue working, you want to ask him out or something but you're unsure on how to.

After a few days you decide to go up to him and just ask him why he's always at the theater

You come up to him with a drink

"Hey ethan!"

He looks up and smiles at you

"Hey y/n, what do i owe the pleasure?"

"Well I've noticed you're always around so i decided to just bring you a drink"

"Oh thanks! You uh noticed?"

"Well not immediately but one of my coworkers pointed it out to me, she's the one who asked you out"

"Oh yeah i remember her, i actually don't like her, i come here…well dont take this the wrong way but to watch you" ethan says looking down embarrassed.

"Aww that's actually really cute, do you wanna maybe go see a movie this weekend?"

"Yeah! That would be great, could i get your number?" 

You hand him your phone and he gives it back shortly after

"Alright I'll see you then eth!"

"Yeah cya" he says with a grin

You're probably smiling like an idiot right now but you're too happy to give a shit. You just scored a date with the guy you liked, why wouldn't you be happy? 

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[luveline]

if you’re doing hotch baby blurbs maybe hotch reconnecting with an old friend maybe an ex fling and there are sparks

thank you for your request! ♥︎ fem!reader 1.2k

Aaron has occasionally seen strangers with your face. It sounds unsettling. In reality, he enjoys those few seconds. He sees someone with your hair, your shoulders, and he waits for them to turn around and smile your sweet smile. They never do. 

Or, they usually don't. 

You turn around and Hotch's heart does a hurdle, another when your familiar smile lights up your face. When you're sure he's recognised you it somehow grows brighter; you're sunshine incarnate as you weave through uniforms and desks to reach him. 

"Aaron," you say, and there's the shyness he remembers, your eyes flitting over the surprised faces of his team. "Hi, how are you? I didn't know you were coming here." 

He smiles as you reach up to hug him around the neck. It's a decidedly slow hug, not quite professional though you never have been, but it's also very gentle. It's a hug between friends.  

"I had no idea you were here," he says honestly. 

"Oh, I know. I'm not good at using my emails even if you did." Your eyelashes kiss in the corners, your serene smile yet to fall. "It's so good to see you," —you pull away from him, directing your attention to the team— "and to meet you all. I'm Y/N L/N." 

Aaron introduces the team, thankfully without tripping up. 

"How do you know each other?" Morgan asks, always one to be nosey when the others won't risk it. 

You wait for Hotch to answer. 

"We worked at the same office when I was an attorney," he says. 

"You were an attorney?" Prentiss asks you. 

"Oh, no, I was just a glorified secretary honestly. That's what I am here." You smile, unashamed at your profession. "I'm one of the secretaries, so if you need anything please tell me, even if it's a cup of coffee, okay?"

You cross your hands across your chest. Hotch hadn't known it back then but this is one of your tells. You're self-conscious underneath all the lightness. 

"I'll show you guys to the conference room, if you like? And I'll track down Mr. Tanner for you." 

You lead them to the conference room. It's crammed with tables, but a good space has been cleared and a big whiteboard has been wheeled against the wall. You offer everybody coffee and he's grateful when each member of the team says no, cutting his schoolboy panic short. 

The door closes, and he relaxes, and Rossi's generous enough to talk under his breath. 

"It could've been worse," Rossi says. 

"You knew she was here?" 

"How could I know that?" Rossi asks. Hotch would give in if his smile weren't so smug. 

"You have history?" Morgan asks. 

"Absolutely not," Hotch says. "We have work to do." 

And they do a lot of work. Hotch is great at compartmentalising, keeping your pretty smile locked away at the back of his head, only thinking of you when he sees you, or hears your tentative knocks at the door twice a day for the few days they're there.

By the time the case is over, he's going insane with memories of the past. You haven't changed in all that time, you're still soft and sweet-natured, still over generous, still beautiful. 

"You're going home now?" you ask from the door. 

Hotch looks up from the account of events he'd been noting. "Pardon?" 

"You're going home? Back to Quantico?" 

"Yeah, bright and early tomorrow morning." He sits back in his seat. "Out of all the places I pictured you, I never considered Virginia Beach." 

"It's very family friendly." 

He stills. You start to laugh, and your laugh has always been so bubbly and contagious to him, it brings back fond memories of you. 

"I don't have a family," you say, "sorry, that's not what I meant to imply. I want a family, of course, but it…hasn't worked out. It will, hopefully. What about you, did you ever?" 

"I did– we had a son, Hailey and I." 

You don't say congratulations though he knows you're happy for him. You lean your face against the doorway. "Does he look like you?" you ask. 

"No." He laughs. He doesn't know why. "He's all Hailey." 

"I bet he's beautiful. She was always so lovely, how is she?" 

"I assume she's fine, but we don't speak very often anymore. We separated." 

Your eyebrows thread together at the starts. "I'm sorry. It's not easy, and it's not fair, but you got a good thing out of it."

"Yeah, we did. Do you want to see a photograph?" 

You don't waste a second. Hotch doesn't doubt that your enthusiasm is sincere. "Yes, please, I'd love to."

Hotch has a lot of photos of Jack. You want to see them all, and your eyes get happier with each one. 

"You're a liar, Hotchner, you said he doesn't look like you. He's a beautiful kid. Wow, he looks so happy." You loll your head mildly to one side. He can smell your perfume. "Are you happy, too? I always meant to reach out, Aaron, and ask how you were but I… don't know. I thought hearing you about you being happy would hurt more than it really did. I'm so glad to see you again." 

Why would it hurt? he thinks desperately. He already knows, of course. He knows the kind of feeling that would make you move 180 miles away from home. He can read just about anyone. He knows how you feel now. 

"I'm glad to see you too," he says. 

"And surprised, I mean, I'm so far away from home, but I guess you guys go everywhere, huh? Seeing you again is like fate." 

He can agree with fate, but far away feels subjective. "It's only a three hour drive." 

"Only!" you repeat, beaming. "You don't think that's far?" 

"It depends on what you're driving too," he says, each word measured. He's careful. 

"I think you're right. You know what I always miss? The Three Dragons, the one closest to our office." 

"That's still there," he says. 

"I would drive three hours for that." 

He's a fool. He's coming on too strong. He's misinterpreting the signs. He tells himself all of this and it doesn't matter at all, he can't control his hand, can't stop himself from covering your smaller palm with his. 

"And here?" he asks. "Are there any nice places to eat nearby?" 

Your eyes lock onto his hand. Your thumb hooks over his hand, and your skin is so warm, your hand pressing closer to his as you draw your gaze to his face. Hotch isn't sure he's ever been looked at the way you're looking at him — your lips press together in a thin line like you're trying to stop from smiling and failing spectacularly. 

"Nothing as nice as the Three Dragons, but I think we can find something," you say softly. 

Hotch is yours until tomorrow morning, and if all goes well, he knows Virginia Beach will be a drive worth making. 

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Category: ♥ Fluff, smut ♥

Teacher!Seungmin x fem!reade!student

Another day, another time, it sucked. You were a student at the university of Seoul. You were doing great at almost every subject you choosed, exspect... math.

You didn't even know why math was one of your subjects. You never choosed it. You even sended a mail, but you couldn't change now. So you had to survive it this year. Your worst nightmare, you worst fear, *math*.

Your teacher didn't had time to tutor you, so he asked another math-teacher to help you. Today was the day to meet him, after school.

The entire day went very slowly, but atleast your friends were comique so it wasn't to boring. Your teachers were always gossiping about every student. And then they dare to say that we are horrible?! How?

After school you had to stay in your classroom. You were waiting and playing with your pencils. When he wasn't here yet for the past 5 minutes, you decided to walk around the classroom. Just walking and staring at the walls.

Suddenly the door opened and you saw an interesting man walking inside.

'Miss... I/N Y/N?" his eyes widened when he saw you. You were very beautifull, he could not deny.

'Yes, that is me, i am here for you tutoring lessons.'

'You can seat yourself next to me.'

You walked over and seated yourself. The chair hurted your butt, but that does every chair in this university.

'Could you tell me what you don't understand?'

'Everything.'

'Everything is much.'

'Yeah i don't know much about math.'

He started with chapter six, because thats the most important chapter. His voice was very soft and it made you relaxed. You could quit understand a bit, but it was very difficult, because maybe this would sound weird... he was extremely hot. You could call him 'smexy'.

You were staring a bit to him. Not really focusing on this theorie of this chapter. His lips were cute, his nose also, but his eyes. You just could stare in them forever.

He saw you watching his face. He actually didn't mind it. You snapped out of you deep-stare.

'I am sorry, i was just wandering into my thoughts, mine apologies.'

'It is okay, this part is not very important.'

He was actually only supposed to teach you for 1 hour, but he taught you for 2 hours. You didn't watch the clock, you loved each other's presence. He could explain everything so well, his voice was so beautiful. For him, 2 hours feels like 10 minutes. Its beautiful; hands turned the page.

Suddenly your alarm went off, and everything was a little disrupted. Seungmin looked at his watch.

'Oops, it's already 8pm, my apologies. I'll give you some papers to work on at home. You have lessons from me every day, so finish these papers by tomorrow if possible.'

'That's probably possible, depending on what tasks I still have to complete from my other teachers. Thank you for this lesson.'

you stood up and started packing everything up.

'I'll see you again tomorrow. Have a nice day!'

He watched you leave the classroom. He never noticed what a beautiful figure you have. He had already seen you walking around, but of course he had never spoken to you. Of course he had never spoken to you before, you are a student and he is a teacher. It is not forbidden, but it is frowned upon. Still, some girls flirted with him, sometimes tried to touch him themselves, but always avoided them. If you flirted with him, he wouldn't avoid it. But you weren't really that romantic, you read a lot of novels, but even when you were little you realized that not everything in the books could be fulfilled.

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You and your teacher started to grow a little closer together. You could say that you two formed a friendly bond. Sometimes you got jealous when some girls tried to twist Seungmin around their fingers. But yes, Seungmin also got jealous when boys came to you. You were very beautiful and intelligent, so boys took their chance, even sometimes girls tried to take their chance with you. You didn't always notice that. Your eyes were actually only focused on Seungmin.

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You sat in your class and you followed the reading. You sometimes overheard some conversations that were happening in front of you. You were learning about Korean Culture when you suddenly heard Seungmin's name in front of you.

"He's so handsome, could he be that good in bed?" two girls giggled.

You straightened your back and started to lean a little closer.

"He could play with me."

You looked at them as if they were crazy. Seungmin isn't that type of guy. What are they thinking, talking about him like that, aren't they ashamed? Your brow furrowed as you heard their multiple conversations. Deep inside you were burning with jealousy, so many girls wanted to have him. So many girls, some were so beautiful in your eyes. You started to focus on your classes again, but what if... what if Seungmin enjoys all that attention? What if he likes one of those many girls? What if he's... a spicy teacher... if you know what I mean? No, that's not possible, no, Seungmin a spicy teacher? Maybe...

You were walking around the square with one of your friends, just chatting about boys and also the new Arcade. You went through the main hall when you saw a group of girls surrounding Seungmin. They all asked him questions and if he could tutor them. They gave him cookies and so much attention. It made you angry, even though there is absolutely nothing between you and Seungmin. He saw you looking from a distance, he saw anger in your eyes. He turned away from all the girls and came towards you. Why is he coming towards me, you thought. You panicked a bit, he looked so good today. His sleeves were rolled up, his blouse was very tight, his buttons could pop off at any moment. You looked in all directions, your girlfriend looked at you strangely, as if you were a mad dog. You dragged her with you to the girls' toilets.

Seungmin tried to speak to you but it was already too late. Of course he wasn't allowed in the girls' toilets.

------------------------------------------------------------------------------Lately you started to distance yourself from him. He didn't understand why. He tried to have a conversation with you outside of school, but you avoided him every time. The tutoring sessions were also filled with a kind of tension and not good tension. Sometimes he tried to sit close to you, just to give you some comfort.

He wanted to ask you about it, but he didn't want to bother you with all those questions. At some point he had enough, because he cared about you a lot. He wanted to love you and he would do anything to fix it.

Tutoring was over, and you started packing your things. You wanted to go to the door, but suddenly he blocked you.

“I can't take it anymore Y/N. What did I do wrong? Did I hurt your feelings? Did I accidentally hurt you?'

'What are you talking about?'

"Lately I feel like you're trying to avoid me, have I done something?"

You were quiet. You looked at the ground.

'No nothing.'

He lifted your chin with his index finger.

'Do not lie to me. You can tell me.' '

No, I can't do that.'

'Why not?'

“It's not your fault, it's just…”

you took a deep breath

“all the girls are hanging around you. Flirting with you and for some strange reason it makes me jealous and an-'

he interrupted you by kissing you on the lips. His tongue slid through your mouth. He placed his hand on the back of your head. You opened your mouth wide, giving him all the access. He slid his tongue out of your mouth.

"Does that answer?"

'Don't know.' you teased.

"Maybe you should be a little more clear?"

"Of course princess."

He brought you in for another kiss. This time he held your cheeks with both hands. He stroked it with his thumbs. He made you step back until you bumped into his desk. He opened your legs with his knee. From your mouth his tongue went to your neck. He started licking it like a puppy. You whined softly. You heard him laugh against your neck. His fingers slid into your underwear. He slid between your folds, which were very wet. 'Wet for me? I love that.' He began to gently caress your clit while still sucking on your neck.

You started to position yourself on his desk. He pulled your panties down so he could get a good view. You could see through his pants that he was already hard. You took off his belt and pulled his pants down enough so you could take out his member. He groaned when you started to gently pump his dick. Just to make sure it was hard enough. He positioned himself at your entrance, he began to quietly nestle himself into you.

He held you tight as he slowly started pumping into you. You felt safe with him, his warmth. You heard his heart beat faster. He whispered soft words into your ears, which actually made you more excited. The fact that he was only your tutor two months ago.

His rhythm quickened, so did his breath, his hands felt every part of your body, his hair got wet, his body sweaty, and this all happened in a boring classroom. Your legs were shaking with excitement. Your arms clung to his neck. Everything was perfect, even if you did it on his desk.

"I *kiss* love you so *kiss much, baby."

You brought your two heads closer together.

'You are my soulmate. You are my soul, ohh *kiss* Seungmin, *kiss* what would I do without *kiss* you?'

He kissed you with passion, he kissed you like it was the end, he made sure you knew how much he loved you.

When you both came, he still held you tightly. He looked at you and caressed your cheek.

'That I could love you, as I did just now, is what you call happiness.' 'I feel happy with you.'

Your lips met again, and you devoured each other. You couldn't keep your hands off each other. Everything was perfect at this moment, the atmosphere, the sounds and the one person who could make it all happen: Seungmin.

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[justcallmesakira]

“Can I have prompt 1 with dazai please 💕 thank youuu”

Fluff please sorry I forgot to put that I got excited 😭

"How he asks you out (hcs+scenario!)''

{Prompt 1, fluff}

Sypnosis: Ah! it almost valentines day! But dazai is still not sure how to ask you out, perhaps a double suicide or maybe a little date on top of a cafe?✧༺♥༻∞

Dazai x reader

Genre: fluff A/N: np it happens all the time tysm for requesting!!! now EATT DISSSSS. Also sorry its short! because my will to live rn is shorter!! :3

»𖦹⋆Strangers˚⋆« -Kenya Grace 𝟎:𝟑𝟒 〇────── 𝟎:𝟓𝟖 ⇄ ◃◃ ⅠⅠ ▹▹ ↻ ⋆˚｡⋆

Hcs:

He sucks at giving affection

OKAY OKAY JKJKJKJK (dont attack i am trying to be funny)

But seriously though this manwhore is so touchy with you everyone just goes "Arent the both of you already dating????😲😲"

My grammar is worse than dazais health and so are my jokes

Dazai is sort of dumb in giving affection, but still he will try to take you out on a date i think.

I am pretty sure he would make his problem on how to and what to and where to take you out EVERYONEs probelm at the agency

"DAZAI GO DO YOUR WORK INSTEAD OF PRETENDING TO BE SOME LOVESICK HIGHSCHOOL ANIME GIRL!!11!!!" -kunikida bcs he speaks in numbers :3

this man will definetly ask you out infront of everyone whether you two or dating or not- buttttt since tis is valentines so he simply asks you out with a playful smile if youd like to go out with him

Obv you thought he was joking since no way could he love you... Right?....

Hes so flirty with other girls but he actually seemed genuine so your face was like "😲->😳"

Dazai will try his best to buy you something though, maybe a bouquet of white and pink roses and tie a satin ribbon at the end and ask you out on a double suicide.

If anything the whole reason you and dazai are now sitting on top of a hill top of yokohama is because he asked you out on a double date-

wow totally normal!!!

so yeah yeah you two have some great time and yk bla bla romantic cheesy stuff.

𝓢𝓬𝓮𝓷𝓪𝓻𝓲𝓸⍣ ೋ-

You were casually outside the cafe of the agency, You had finally finished your work and eaten your lunch so why not go for a quick walk.

Just as you were about to pick up your tote bag, a long pair of arms hugs you tight, enclosing you in its warm clothed chest. At first you couldnt tell who it was but by the long arms and smoot fabric of a certain sooty vest coat you could already tell who it was.

"`Samu??!!" you exclaimed in surprise as your head rushes its thoughts out and instead turn to Dazais grinning face

"Now, now belllllla!" the man spoke, you could smell a fresh smell from his mouth, a nice and minty smell.

"What if it was some other guy holding you tight? It can become very tipsy ya know!! You should seriously woo your thoughts away before some one else can woo you away!!"

Dazai exclaimed jokingly, now now who was he to speak about your dating life like that! He wasn`t your boyfriend or anything...just a friend.

But the real reason you didn`t back away because you knew that it was dazai. Dazai Osamu, your collegue and your babygir-- i mean partner.

His sand brown coat having an unnatural warmth, his sweet and soft smile you could sense even without your nerve system, His long arms filled with different scars which only you could feel with or without his "stinky" bandages.

"Well that`s because your my close friend and i trust you, d-dont make it dirty"

You say a faint pink brushing over your cheeks as dazai finally lets you go and takes your hand instead and drags you to the footpath.

"C`mon bella! Lets go for a walk!" "Huh? now?" "Yes!!now!!"

He didn`t hold the conversation for long but instead linked your fingers with his and cheerfully skipped alongside the sidewalk like a little child going back to his parents.

He seemed happy?yet...nervous?

You two walked for a long time until you reached a park and finally asked him to sit down since he has been chattering nonsense the whole walk.

He smiled and said he will come back in a few moments winking at you.

You kept sat, It was valentines day today so you had work off early. It was nice to be under the setting sun with its light gracing your exterior beauty afterall only dazai could sense you interior beauty.

Finally a figure walks towards you and your eyes lits up with shock when Dazai kneels infront of you.

"Care to join me in a lovely double suicide at yokohamas hill top with the stars gazing at us, sweetheart?"

The man kneeling infront of you spoke out loud with a soft smile on his charming face as he gives you a bouquet of light pink roses with a satin ribbon tied gently around the end of the stack of flowers.

The mixture of feelings you felt was unexplainable as a faint pink splayed across your cheeks because you knew very well that he had asked you out on a date in just one sentence.

"Operation valentines day is: SUCCESS!" doctor yosano exclaimed with naomi by her side "Yay! they can finally get together. We finally did it yosano-sensei!!" Naomi whispered in happiness as they stayed behind the bush watching the two lovebirds.

"Um yosano-sensei, naomi-chan may i know why I am here dressed up as detective with you two?-- i mean i am happy for dazai-san and y/n but---" atsushi tried speaking out before yosano shushs him "Shut it atsushi love is in the air! i will pair you up with that red haired girl later" she nonchalantly spits out as the trio lowers their head again.

"YOSANO-SENSEI!!! d-dont stay stuff like that!! We are just friends!" "Yeah those two were "just friends' and look where they ended.

Apparently both of them had teamed up to make this happen even going as far as giving dazai the bouquet.

Now the date has just begun!

Dazai stood on top of a grassy meadow, he wore a brand new dark blue haori on top of his kimono which had the ukiyo-e of a tsunami imprinted on it.

He truely looked like a refined man.

You made your entrance with your cherry blossom kimono gracefully shaping out your body, the obi was a soft shade of yellow and the decorative obi string was neatly tied into a flower shape with your hair tucked all up into a bun with a sakura kanazashi.

The cherry blossom tree`s lantern which was dangling from a branch finished your look entierly.

Dazais eyes lit up as he turns to you, a soft pink brushing over his light tanned skin.

"My gorgeous, you finally came haven`t you,,,come sit down" he says in a much lower and calmer voice.

"You seem genuine tonight, Dazai" you remark as you gently sit beside him

Usually lovers in japan wear fancy and modern clothes on valentines day but for a lovely spot like this with a freshly bloomed cherry blossom tree, some traditonal kimono suites better.

You both had a long conversation, so long the lantern which was the only source of light burns out as pretty pink and red firworks paint the night blue sky.

Dazai laughs.

"Oh what did i do to deserve something as ravishing as you.." "Hu--"

Before you could pronounce your words dazais lips meet yours, you could tell what this feeling was but it was so addicting so comforting that it made you melt onto the kiss like a chocolate.

You kissed back because you know he would pull this.

A new firework shoots up in the sky, this time a warm, golden and touching yellow colour perhaps a new beggining aswell.

A/N: i enjoyed writing this alot hope u enjoy!!

tags!: @silverbladexyz @tojifile @biscuits-lovely-corner @kikosamus @riiwrites @atlasnessie @atsquie @heartsfourdazai @chuuyasboner @elizais @lanterndove @ruanais @darling--angst

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[perotovar]

into the beat of the night (ch 6) "precious"

header by the lovely @sp00kymulderr ♥

pairing: frankie morales/oc!river price (they/them) rating: E (18+) chapter warnings: swearing, marisol makes a proper introduction, river bonding with a 4 year-old (it's cute, i promise), worried/frantic dad!frankie, google translated spanish (sorry), sub!frankie, oral (m receiving), rimming, fingering (m receiving), cum eating, if i missed anything else lmk! word count: 3.7k dividers by @saradika-graphics beta: @scenaaario

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series summary: frankie thought he had himself figured out by now. he liked both men and women, had dated both in the past. but when someone that challenges what he thinks that means comes into his life, in an unlikely place, he truly learns who he is, and more importantly, who he loves.

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“I’m positive.”

Frankie bit his lip, arms crossed over his wide chest. “I know kids aren’t really–”

“Oh, hush,” River laughed, rolling their eyes. “She’s your daughter, babe. Of course I want to meet her.”

“Alright,” Frankie nodded, a small smile appearing on his lips. He exhaled softly, taking their ring-clad fingers in his and rubbing the knuckles. “I’ll get my keys and we can go pick her up from daycare, then.”

Warmth spread through River’s chest and they nodded, leaning over to kiss Frankie’s jaw. “Lead the way.”

As they drove to Marisol’s daycare, Frankie let River take over the radio this time, promising that they could show him more of their own personal taste in music. A lot of it sounded like the stuff they played at The Night Owl, but River’s taste was more varied. He surprised himself by how much of it he ended up liking. 

“You know what that means,�� River’s face lighting up with a grin from the passenger seat. 

Frankie glanced at them before turning his blinker on and continuing through the intersection. “No, what?” he chuckled.

“It means,” River started, voice full of delight and teasing, “That you’re goth.”

Confusion graced Frankie’s features as he slowed down at a red light. He looked over at them like River had grown a third eye. “But I don’t look like it?”

River rolled their eyes and laughed. “I keep telling you guys that it’s a music-based subculture. As long as you like the music, then you’re free to identify that way,” they paused. “If you want to, of course.”

A laugh bubbled its way up Frankie’s chest and he smirked. “Oh, then I am so goth.”

“You only just figured out who Siouxsie and the Banshees are, Francisco.”

“I still don’t know why she has to spell her name like that,” he mumbled as they pulled into the parking lot of the daycare.

River laughed and Frankie melted.

A giggling bundle of pink barreled into Frankie’s open arms as he knelt down to pick up Marisol. “Hey, sweetheart,” Frankie smiled, kissing her cheek. “How was your day?”

Marisol didn’t answer him, eyes transfixed on the new figure standing next to her father. Her big brown eyes traveled over River, her cheeks flushed and warm from running, and maybe a little bit from nerves. 

“This is River, honey,” Frankie said, resting her on his hip as he stood. “This is daddy’s new friend.” The two of them had decided on easing Marisol into their relationship, when they figured out a way to describe River in a way that the little girl could understand.

River’s heart melted at the two of them. Frankie was right about River not being one for kids, but seeing their boyfriend be so soft and attentive to this little girl was doing things to them.

“Hi, sweetie,” River smiled, reaching out to tug on Marisol’s dress. “This is very pretty.”

Marisol blushed and smiled, hiding her face in Frankie’s neck. 

“What do we say?” Frankie encouraged, patting her little bum.

“Thank you,” she said softly. “I like your name.”

River and Frankie exchanged soft looks before River smiled gratefully. “That’s very sweet of you, honey.”

Marisol giggled and tucked her face back into Frankie’s neck, grabbing a tiny fistful of his t-shirt. When they made it back to Frankie’s truck, River climbed back into the passenger seat while Frankie buckled Marisol into her car seat. 

“What kind of music do you like, Marisol?” River asked, looking back at her.

Marisol’s little face scrunched up in thought, taking the question very seriously. “Hmm… pretty stuff! Stuff that ballerinas dance to,” she nodded, happy with what she decided on. 

River thought about it and scrolled through their playlists on their phone. Soft piano and an ethereal feminine voice rang through the speakers of the car as Frankie got into his own seat and started the truck. He raised a brow in River’s direction as he started driving toward his apartment.

River shrugged and smiled. “Kate Bush has pretty music. And she’s a classically trained dancer, so I think it qualifies as something a ballerina would dance to.” They both looked back at Marisol to see her with her eyes shut as she let the music overtake her little body.

Frankie smiled and nodded, accepting that defense. “Alright,” he chuckled.

Marisol was currently talking River’s ear off and Frankie was horrified. His little girl was as sweet as can be, but normally very shy. River seemed to have brought her out of her shell, a fact that filled him with joy, but he didn’t want an unexpected toddler question to make River uncomfortable.

“Did that hurt?!” Marisol squealed, poking River’s nose next to one of the piercings there. River spluttered and laughed, gripping Marisol’s tiny hand in theirs to remove it from their face. 

“It did, but it doesn’t hurt anymore,” they laughed softly. “This hurt more, though.” River poked their tongue out, showing her the piercing that lay in the middle.

“Wow!! That’s so weird!” Marisol giggled.

Frankie shook his head in amusement as he cleaned off the pan he’d be using to cook dinner. This was River’s second time at his apartment, but his first time cooking for them. The first was after their first night spent together. He and River had a movie night, and his thoughts quickly drifted to how that night progressed. River on their knees in front of him while he sat on the couch, his knuckles clenched white around the throw blanket to keep from coming. Their long hair framing their face as they kissed and licked down his hard–

“Frankie? Hello…?” River grinned, standing next to him and leaning against the kitchen counter. He startled and snapped his head up to look at them. His cheeks grew warm at their smirking face, and he felt the blush spread to his neck as they held his gaze. 

“Distracted?” they whispered, stepping into his space and kissing his jaw. They delicately licked  the patch of skin on his cheek void of any facial hair.

Frankie gulped and shivered. “I–I have to cook dinner, tu amenazas,” he chuckled softly. River smiled and gave him a quick kiss before settling back against the counter. “What were you saying before?”

“Oh, right,” River said, pointing toward the living room where Marisol was playing with her Barbies. “She wants to watch ‘mermaids’, and I didn’t know what that meant, but I assume you do.”

Frankie nodded and set down the pan in the sink before drying off his hands. “Yeah, c’mere, I’ll show you where all her movies are.” He smiled, leading River back into the living room. 

Marisol now enamored with her movie and River sitting on the floor next to her, Frankie felt warmth in his chest. As he made dinner, he couldn’t help but think of this being a regular occurrence. He knew that asking River to be a parent wasn’t fair to them, and this was still a pretty fresh relationship, but he allowed his mind to wander. He wanted to catch a glimpse of what the two of them would look like a few years down the line.

“Está listo, ustedes dos,” Frankie smiled, turning the stovetop off as the food sizzled in the pan.

“C’mon, you,” River grunted as they got up, holding their hand out for Marisol to take. Marisol happily took River’s hand as they walked into the little eating nook of the apartment. River picked her up and sat her down in her chair and set a plate in front of her.

Frankie's face visibly melted at the gesture and before he could stop himself, he leaned over and kissed River’s cheek. They both froze and looked at Marisol, who was too busy making her Barbie dance and do flips to notice. River snorted and gave Frankie a wink before taking a seat across from him at the table. 

Dinner went surprisingly well. River entertained all of Marisol’s silly questions with grace and an amused smile. Frankie watched with rapt attention and a bursting heart. Marisol was a curious little bug and he loved that about her, so it surprised him that she hadn’t already asked—

“Are you a boy or girl?”

The room seemed to still as Frankie and River made eye contact. Frankie started to panic, face pinched with worry, but River just smiled and put their hand on top of his to calm him down. 

“You have long hair like a girl,” Marisol mumbled over the thumb in her mouth. 

“I do,” River chuckled. 

“But kinda sound like a boy…”

Frankie looked at River, completely lost for words. He had no idea how to change the subject but River didn’t seem to be worried. 

“Well,” River started. “Some people are princesses,” they winked, poking Marisol’s tummy and making her giggle. “Some people are princes.” They looked over at Frankie and smiled, giving him a quick once-over. “And some people are a mix of the two.”

Marisol furrowed her little brow as she listened. “So… You get dresses and capes?” 

River met Frankie’s eyes before snorting, resting their chin in the palm of their hand. “That’s right,” they smirked.

“Ugh, that’s so cool.”

Frankie visibly deflated, eyes closing softly and exhaling. River rubbed his knuckles with their thumb comfortingly. “River is really cool,” Frankie piped in, smiling softly.

“I know that, daddy.”

River’s face softened as warmth colored their cheeks. “Thank you, sweetie.” They looked over at Frankie and made a show of checking him out, silently telling him what was in store for him later.

Frankie’s chest puffed up and he grinned, checking them out in return. “Alright, conejita, it’s getting late,” Marisol whined in protest. “Hey, you told me you’d be a big girl today, remember? Head into the bathroom and get onto your step so we can brush our teeth, okay?”

Marisol deflated a little and grumpily made her way down the hall. River gave Frankie an amused look before taking his hand in their own. “C’mere,” they hummed, pulling him close. They looked up at him from their seat and gripped onto his hips and ass, squeezing appreciatively.

Frankie shivered and cupped River’s face, kissing them deeply. “Gimme five minutes,” he breathed against their lips.

River changed, sporting a tank top and boxer briefs, and started looking around Frankie’s bedroom. On top of his dresser was a selection of photos: one of him lifting Marisol into the air, both of them giggling. River smiled, before moving their eyes to the next one: an old black and white photo of a man and a woman, presumably Frankie’s parents. The last photo was the one that really caught their attention: a much younger Frankie stood ramrod straight dressed in his military fatigues with a stern look on his face. “Must be after basic training,” they hummed under their breath. Frankie’s hair was cut short, none of the curls they loved so much to be seen.

Above the photos hung two separate certificates; one for the military, and one for flight school. Frankie had told them about his job a little, but because it was through the military, he could only explain so much. He could explain the maintenance part of his job, though.

“Alright, Marisol should be falling asleep anytime, her rain sounds are on full blast,” Frankie chuckled as he came into the room and locked the door. “What’cha lookin’ at, mi amor?”

River hummed, their thumb rubbing the side of Frankie’s young face on the photo. “You were so skinny,” they frowned, setting the photo back down.

Frankie came up behind them and rested his chin on their shoulder, swaying them back and forth a little. “Yeah. I was always pretty thin. Then Marisol came along and I started eating more regularly to keep her healthy,” he chuckled, kissing River’s cheek from behind them. 

River raised a brow and turned in his arms, holding onto the sides of his stomach. “You’re telling me this only happened within the last four years?” They asked incredulously, a smirk on their lips.

“Shhh,” Frankie chuckled and pressed their lips together, humming happily into River’s mouth. “Just go with it.”

“But I like this,” River pouted, squeezing Frankie’s fuller middle lovingly. Frankie blushed, smiled, and shrugged in acceptance. “Now,” River grinned, squeezing Frankie’s ass. “On the bed.”

A shiver traveled down Frankie’s spine, and he nodded, removing his clothes as he went. He laid against the headboard, bare legs spread out in front of him. His cock was already twitching to life at the sight of River pulling their long hair out of their face and into a loose ponytail.

“You kept stressing yourself out today,” River started, crawling onto the bed and getting comfortable between the thick muscles, kissing up his leg. “How come?” Their eyes moved up to his face as they sucked a mark on the inside of his knee.

Frankie relaxed, watching River’s mouth closely. “W-wanted things to go well with you and Marisol,” he answered, resting his hand on top of theirs on his opposite thigh. “Not burn dinner,” he laughed quietly.

River hummed, eyes shutting as they nibbled on the soft flesh. They rubbed up the sides of his legs comfortingly and made eye contact with him. “Think you did just fine,” they smiled, their lips making a small pop when they let go of his thigh. “Wanna thank you, in fact,” they breathed, their mouth moving to kiss and suck at his balls softly.

“F-fuck, for what, Río?” Frankie grunted, his cock twitching violently against his lower tummy. 

“Taking care of us,” they said casually, kissing up the length of his cock before engulfing the head with their mouth and flicking their tongue over the tip. Every time the piercing in their tongue made contact with his cock, the air left Frankie’s lungs.

A long whine left Frankie’s lips as he shivered, his stomach tensing. He looked down and groaned at his cock stretching River’s mouth to its limit.

River’s mouth popped off so they could lean forward and kiss Frankie’s ribs. They curled their fingers around his shaft and pumped languidly, their mouth sucking another mark below his pec. “Quiet, baby,” River hummed. “Don’t wanna wake her, right?”

Frankie nodded frantically, trying to keep his breathing under control. “R-right,” he gasped, River’s thumb rubbing over the head just right.

“Good boy,” River smirked, kissing their way back down to his cock. They started bobbing their head up and down at an agonizingly slow pace, watching Frankie’s face the whole time. Frankie moaned quietly, one big hand cupping the back of River’s head to keep them in place, and the other braced on their tattooed shoulder.

“B-baby, fuck, your fuckin’ mouth,” he groaned, shutting his eyes and tipping his head back.

River moaned around him and subtly moved down the bed until Frankie was lying on his back, one long leg draped over their shoulder and down their back. An idea popped into River’s head, making them smirk to themself. Their mouth lifted off of his cock again and they put two of their own fingers into their mouth, making them as wet as possible. Their hand kept a steady pace, their eyes locked on Frankie’s blissed out features. His eyes were still closed and he was moaning weakly, his whole body twitching and shivering.

Slowly, they lowered their mouth back into their original position, but this time, they flicked their tongue along the inside of his foreskin and gently grazed their teeth across the exposed head. Frankie let out a louder moan, eyes shooting open to see what they were doing. River hummed and winked at him, one of their wet fingers moving between his legs and teasing around the rim of his asshole.

“Riv,” Frankie panted, face pinched in pleasure. 

River shut their eyes in bliss and bobbed their head again, their first finger pushing past the tight ring of muscle. Frankie let out a shaky exhale, his breath hitching as River went deeper.

“Fuck,” he whined, chest heaving and toes curling. River added the second finger, and watched his face as they pumped them in and out slowly. His head was pushed back into the pillow underneath, that thick neck of his taut and flushed a deep red color. 

River moved their free hand underneath one of his thighs and pushed it back until his knees were up closer to his shoulders, exposing his hole to them. They hummed around his cock, relishing in the weight of him. His obedience made them shiver as heat built in their core. They sped up the rhythm of their fingers enough to get him to moan weakly again, the wet suck of their fingers inside him loud in the otherwise quiet bedroom. 

They sucked hard around the head of his cock before pulling away. “Touch yourself,” they hummed, voice thick and lips swollen. 

Frankie was on another planet and just barely heard them. He looked at their flushed face, eyes half lidded and glossy, plush lips parted. Frankie looked beautiful. Wrecked. 

They spread their fingers slightly, keeping up the pace. Frankie’s eyes rolled back and he groaned, long fingers curling around his cock and pumping. 

“Slowly,” they commanded, removing their fingers, green eyes stern, but not unkind. They knew Frankie needed to be told what to do sometimes and it made Frankie’s heart soar. He did what he was told, slowly moving his hand over his cock.

River hummed appreciatively and held the backs of his thighs steady. “Good boy,” they grinned, collecting saliva on their tongue before spitting directly onto his hole.

Frankie gasped loudly, squeezing his cock, and looked down at River. “R-Río! Wait–”

“Shhh,” they soothed, kissing down his thigh until their tongue met the rim of his hole and teased it over the puckered skin.

“H-holy fuck, Riv,” Frankie groaned, his free hand covering his mouth so he’d stay quiet. “I-I’m gonna fucking come,” he whined, voice muffled behind his fingers, and squeezed the base of his cock to prolong the inevitable.

“Not yet,” they said casually, their pierced tongue dragging over the tight ring of muscle before venturing further in. River moaned once their tongue was inside him, their lips sucking on the rim simultaneously. They made eye contact with him, their green ones determined and nearly black with desire.

Frankie was a fucking wreck. His thighs trembled on either side of River’s head and his toes were curled so hard his feet were nearly folded in half. His entire body was covered in a thin layer of sweat, and he could barely breathe. His head felt fuzzy, and he knew he wouldn’t be able to hold on much longer. “B-baby, please, I can’t–”

River moaned and removed their mouth from him. They licked their lips and wiped the back of their hand over their mouth to collect any left over saliva. They dragged their knuckles over his hole teasingly before pressing the pads of their fingertips back inside him. Frankie whimpered and bit down onto his hand as he looked at them pleadingly.

“You wanna come on my face, baby?” River said softly, soothingly. Frankie’s nearly purple cock twitched violently in his hand and he nodded frantically.

“P-please, yes, I–”

River chuckled softly as they lowered their face toward his cock, exposing their pierced tongue to him, eyes shut softly.

Frankie groaned and started pumping his cock quickly, aiming it toward their face. His fist was practically a blur, the amount of pre-cum covering his cock working in his favor. 

“Oh, mierda. Ay dios mío...” Frankie whined, voice pitched up an octave or two before his cock burst, thick ropes of come painting River’s face. Frankie kept stroking himself until there wasn’t anything left. He panted heavily, little whines and whimpers leaving him sporadically.

River smiled, licking the cum off their lips and chin before wiping the rest off with their fingers and sucking them clean. “Good boy, good fuckin’ boy,” they hummed, crawling between his legs so they could kiss Frankie deeply. 

Frankie moaned at the taste of his spend on their tongue, his big hands cradling the sides of their face. He was still catching his breath, but didn’t want to stop. River came up for air, a big smile on their lips as they pressed their forehead to his. They just breathed for a moment, letting Frankie come back down to earth.

“You okay?”

Frankie blinked up at them, eyes half lidded and shiny. He hummed, his body feeling fuzzy and satisfied, heavy. “Yeah,” he smiled. “That was… wow,” a dopey giggle escaping him.

River snorted and kissed the corner of his mouth. “First time someone’s done that?”

Frankie nodded, pulling them down until they were chest to chest. He rubbed up and down their back. “Yeah, I’m usually the one doing that sort of thing.” River hummed in response, laying their head against his broad chest and getting comfy. “Speaking of which,” Frankie tapped their shoulder, then his own chest. “Come up.”

River shook their head. “No, honey, it’s not transactional, I wanted to–”

“Get. Up. Here.”

River shuddered and obeyed, crawling up Frankie’s torso until they were sitting on his lap. “You sure?” 

“Mmm, positive,” Frankie grinned, squeezing their thighs.

Frankie startled awake, something loud crashing in the kitchen. He looked around his bedroom briefly, arm reaching out toward River’s side. When that side felt cold, he frowned and looked toward the open bedroom door. Marisol’s giggles drifted into the room and he relaxed, throwing the sheets off his tired body. He grunted as he bent over to grab his underwear and the t-shirt he was wearing yesterday.

He yawned and scratched his head, curls messy and sticking up in every direction. He slowly walked down the hall towards the kitchen. He stopped in his tracks when he heard River speaking quietly to Marisol. 

“No, we’ll get you some orange juice instead,” they chuckled, the sound of a ceramic mug being placed on the kitchen counter.

Marisol shook her head and scrunched her face.

“No? Well, what would you like instead?”

Frankie leaned against the wall and crossed his arms over his chest. He stopped next to the kitchen, staying out of sight, a smile growing on his lips.

The refrigerator door opened and Marisol grunted quietly, like she was reaching for something.

“Ahh, apple juice. I agree, this is way better,” River whispered, like it was a big secret to be revealed. 

Marisol giggled and Frankie rested his forehead on the wall. His heart thundered in his chest as a wide smile grew on his face.

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A/n:Hello everyone! I'm dropping off Shanks x reader, I hope you enjoy it, sorry if there is wrong spelling, English isn't my first language. Enjoy!

Warnings:none

Pronouns:She/her

Okay first of, let's start at how you two met

Basically you were working in a pub, serving customers

And out of nowhere pirates appeard to steal some cash

The Red Haired Pirates were at that moment exploring your island and heard some screams and crying

When they came to the pub and peeked in the window, they saw a captain gripping onto your throat

As soon as Shanks saw your pretty face, he didn't and wouldn't let anyone destroy you and your pretty face

Then Shanks came in with his crew and destroyed everyone, one of the members of that crew managed to escape but soon enough Benn caught them and killed them

You were on the floor crying and breathing heavily, trying to catch a breath

And Shanks came down to help you out, he and his crew even helped you to clean and recover the pub for a little bit.

You offered them a drink and placed it on the house, his crew took a liking in you, especially Shanks

He couldn't take his eyes off of you, he flirted with you non stop while he was at the pub and you were blushing at every his compliment

It was obvious he liked you, it was like a love at the first sight

He and his crew stayed over night, he wanted to be a bit more closer to you, he even walked along with you around the island as you showed him around, even if it the sun began to set

When you two stood in front of the beautiful view on the cliff he finally took your hand and confessed

When you accepted his love and smiled you both kissed each other

Now your relationship!

When you two started dating, the day after he confessed, you actually packed your things and went along with him

Obviously you said goodbye to your family and friends and went along with Shanks

On the ship, you'd help clean and wash dishes

As much as Benn respected Shanks, he also respected you, since you're his Captains girlfriend now.

Shanks would and will tease you a lot, no matter where you are.

He is clingy if you don't kiss him or hug him, or if you reject his kisses and hugs:"But, Y/n!, I haven't seen you all day, I need at least a kiss", "Shanks, I'm literally on the same ship as you and I've been with you since the morning"

He'd sometimes demand some massages on the shoulders and back, he would also talk about stories of his past and maybe even mention Luffy!

He'd protect you at any cost, no matter what, even if it meant losing his right arm and be without arms. If you got in danger, he would make sure to send someone but mostly Benn to protect you while he beats the crap out of the person who hurted you or attacked you

When it's bedtime, you two would share a good night kiss on the forehead and you would be curled up next to him as he with his strong arms and legs hugs you

Also, I believe his kisses are loving and seductive, if it's seductive it might even lead you both to... you know..

Make sure not to let him drink too much!!! He would be either flirty or dumb. He might even start flirting with you, forgetting you are already his girlfriend. But if you flirt with him, he will be like "Sorry, I already have a girlfriend". You would just look at him confused like, " I am your girlfriend-"

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can i request reader being very close to the psg like maybe she works there or something and sergio has a huge crush on her but she has a boyfriend so he doesn’t say anything but one night she finds out that he cheats on her and she goes to sergio and he’s absolutely mad but comforts her and like he holds her and he’s very soft with her? thank you so much

LEAN ON ME | Sergio Ramos

𝘗𝘢𝘪𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴: Sergio Ramos x Female Reader

𝘞𝘰𝘳𝘥 𝘊𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘵: 3.1k

𝘈𝘶𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘳𝘴 𝘕𝘰𝘵𝘦: Thank you so much for leaving a request! This is my first request which makes me more happy than you think (LOL). I hope I did a good job representing your idea ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚!! I hope you like it!

[Translator Spanish is used]

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"Are you looking forward to playing tomorrow?" You smile and ask Sergio Ramos. He's lying down on a mat, and you're turning his ankle to assist extending it. “Of course I am, but I can’t lie, I will miss you giving me massages.” You smile as he playfully teases you. The last day of rehab for Ramos, who hurt his ankle a few games ago, is today. You have been a physical therapist for PSG for four years. Sergio had no problem taking the longer path to heal, despite the fact that most professional soccer players try their best to return to the field as soon as possible. It indicated that he could, after all, spend more time with you. You and him grew closer during the years you spent working at PSG and are now great friends; best-friends. Although you consider your connection to be a friendship, he wishes it was more. He has been crushing on you for the past three years. He knows you have a partner of two years, therefore he never tried to hit on you. But, he still regrets not telling you how he really felt back when you were single.

Three years ago, PSG co-hosted a charity event in the French Riviera resort town of Saint Tropez. Considering how beautiful the surroundings are in Saint Tropez, you were more than delighted to accept the invitation to join the team on behalf of the staff. You strolled outside to the balcony during the event because you wanted to get some fresh air. With your large champagne glass in hand, you peered over the edge to take in the stunning surroundings. As you took a sip of your beverage, you exhaled a small sigh of relaxation. 

As he saw you outside, Ramos, who had just been passing the balcony door, stopped moving. He lingered there for a short while, observing the wind's gentle movement of your black dress and hair. The scene in front of him was something that should have been documented, and he wished he had his phone with him right then. Knowing that you can become easily overwhelmed, he went outside to see how you were doing. “Y/N, You ok?” As you turned around, he questioned. He felt as though his heart missed a beat upon seeing your face. “Yeah I'm fine no worries! Just needed some air, you know?” He grinned back at you after noticing your smile. “Of course, I guess I need some air too.” He approached you while taking another glance over the balcony's edge. “The water is nice right?” As you faced him you said, “ Nice? Es absolutamente precioso!" (It is absolutely gorgeous)You've always had a passion for the outdoors, especially anything involving aquatic environments. "I'm sorry, precioso (gorgeous), I'm sorry!"  While you were laughing at him, you saw his tie wasn't tied properly, so you moved over to him and went to grab it. "Let me straighten your tie; it doesn't look right." As you focused on his tie, he smiled as he gazed down at you and admired your face. After you were done, you looked up into his eyes only to notice that he was already looking down at you. “What?” You laughed nervously as you became aware of your proximity to one another. Ramos wanted to tell you right there and then how he fell in love with you. He wanted to express to you how lovely your soul was and how fortunate he was to know someone like you. His heart pleaded with him to be honest, but his mind fought back, urging him not to, as he continued to stare into your eyes. That day, he wanted to ask you on a date. That day, he wanted to ask you to be his. His fear, though, got the best of him.“Nothing. Thank you for fixing it. I should probably go back inside. No quiero tener que darle una paliza a alguien por intentar secuestrarte, así que no te quedes aquí sola mucho tiempo." (I don't want to have to beat someone up for trying to kidnap you, so don't remain out here by yourself for too long.) He remarked in humor as he walked away. 

He occasionally recalls that evening. Especially knowing that you met the person you are currently dating there.

Waving your hands back and forth, you exclaim, "¡Hola ! ¡Tierra a Ramos?" (Hello! Earth to Ramos??) He appears to have drifted off for a few moments. “Are you okay? Do you need water?” Right now, you're standing next to him with your hands on your hips. He blinks a few times while standing up and pinches the bridge of his nose while briefly closing his eyes. “No, I'm fine. "Sorry about that," he pauses as he pulls his hand from his face and begins to rise from the mat, "just thinking about the game setup, that's all. Are you gonna come watch me?” You have always attended the games to cheer him on, so it's not odd that he personally requests that you watch him- not the team. He is the only patient you have at the moment so he knows that after him, your schedule will be clear. "I would love to, but after this I'm surprising Jake- He has no idea I'm returning home a day early, so I thought it would be a nice surprise!" Thinking about the joy your boyfriend will display, you respond with enthusiasm. First, you informed him that you would be staying in the staff residence for an additional day in case the initial on-field medic was unable to arrive. He ultimately stated that he would be good to go to work, so you decided it would be best to surprise him rather than notify him. Ramos smiles at you while trying to hide his initial sadness, saying, "Oh, that sounds like fun, I bet he'll be glad to see you." Ramos tightly embraces you and says, "Drive home safe," as he does so you say, "I will," as you return his hug. He retrieves his phone, which was still on the mat, as he starts to walk towards the door. "Good luck in tomorrow's game, and remember," you say as you point to him, "no more injuries!" He laughs at your attempt to scold him. “Don't worry Dr, I'll behave nicely," he gives you a wink as he exits the stretch room area, knowing he is leaving the building.

Once he left, you cleaned the space and grabbed your things. Before leaving, you hum to yourself as you make sure you have everything. It is around 7:30pm when you finally leave the building. When driving home, you kept thinking of your loving partner, and the smile on your face didn't fade. You pull in and park next to your boyfriend's car, surprised to see it in the driveway. In an effort to prevent the surprise from being ruined, you bite your lower lip and pray that he did not hear your car pull up. You had intended to arrive before he did so you could change, but you are still in your business attire, which consists of a khaki pair of pants and a short-sleeved navy polo shirt with your badge fastened to the chest.You carefully open the door with your key and tiptoe inside. You take off your shoes, set them on the rack at the front entrance, and start to make your way around the house, trying to catch him off guard. You first snoop around the kitchen. He wasn't there. Perhaps in the living room? Not there. As there is nowhere else he could be but upstairs in the bedroom, that must suggest he is there. You attempt to muffle the giggles that are attempting to leave your lips by covering your mouth. When you finally reach your closed bedroom door, you exclaim "SURPRISE!" as you rapidly open it. As soon as you see the picture in front of you, your smile disappears. Your lover, who has been with you for almost three years, is currently having another girl suck his dick. He enlarges his eyes and swiftly shoves the girl away from him, causing her to shriek as she hits the ground. “Babe, it's not what it looks like!” He shouts, grabbing a blanket to cover his lower body. You simply stand there, unable to speak or cry because you are so shocked. It's not like you're in a relationship with the woman, so you have no reason to be angry with her. You are associated with HIM. You swiftly turn around and dash downstairs before he even has a chance to get to you. "Y/N! BABY, PLEEEASE!" He shouts, grabbing your hand before you open the front door. “DO NOT TOUCH ME” You yell and strike his hand angrily. "I never want to see your face fucking again," you say as you stare at him with disgust. We are done. Did you forget that this is my house?” You question him, gently clenching your mouth and laughing at him. When you are extremely angry, you often find yourself laughing. “You have 3 FUCKING days to move out.” As you turn around, you fling open the front door and slam it behind you. You didn't even have time to put your shoes back on, and now you're hurrying to get in your car and drive off. You can't help but lean your head against the driving wheel as soon as you get in the car. The madness you were experiencing is now slowly turning into sadness, and you can almost feel the tears starting to come. You sit back up and turn the key in your car, sniffing the tears away. "Y/N BABY WAIT WAIT, LET'S DISCUSS THIS!" Jake is currently running towards your automobile. It appears that he hurried back upstairs to put on some sweatpants, you were able to enter your car without encountering any problems. As you swiftly reverse out of the driveway and accelerate away, you point your middle finger in his direction. It was now 8:20pm and you had no idea where you should go. You could have simply checked into a hotel, but you didn't want to feel even more alone than you do now, especially at the moment when your heart is shattering. You sniffle once again while driving, attempting desperately to contain your tears. Your memory is hazy, and you had trouble recalling hotel names or the location of the psg staff housing. 

Yet, one address sticks out in your memory because you had just been there the week prior to bring medicines. Sergio Ramos' house.

Without caring that your parking is awful, you swiftly pull into his driveway. You jump out of the car and rush to his door, knocking on it quickly. Your face starts to get wet as the tears you've been holding back finally start to fall. Ramos unlocks the door a few minutes later, puzzled as to who would be here at this hour. As he notices you crying, his heart sinks, and he instantly grabs you by the arms and asks, "Y/N, what's happened?" You are speechless as you sobbed in his arms.He scans the area and notices that you are the only person present. He bends down slightly and lifts you up, carrying you into the house with ease. He understands that you may not want to discuss anything right now, so he will simply sit by you in the interim. He leads you over to his couch and sits you down before joining you. You're sobbing so loudly that you start coughing because you can't breathe. He rubs your back with his hand and says, "Está bien, rayo de sol…. Estarás bien, estoy aquí" (It's okay, sunshine...You’ll be okay, I'm here), he mumbles. You sigh and try to keep your breathing under control while wiping your eyes with the back of your arm. For a brief period, you two sat in silence. Ramos remained by your side, his gaze fixed on you with concern. He doesn't want to upset you any more than you are now, so he decides to keep quiet and continue to rub your back for comfort. As you sit up, your puffy eyes glance up into his as you start, "Sergio...I-It was Jake….. I caught him cheating on me with some bitch!” You place your head into your hands, shaking your head. Ramos widens his eyes hearing the news, adrenaline running through his veins as he quickly stands up. “¿Jake te hizo esto? Ese bueno para nada pedazo de mierda cuando lo vea voy a…-" (Jake did this to you??? That good for nothing piece of shit when I see him I'm going to-) his sentence is cut when he hears you whisper to yourself, “why me?” He holds back his rage because right now, you are his first concern. Jake will be dealt with later. In an effort to get you to lift your head, he squats down in front of you and places his finger under your chin. “Beautiful, don’t think you are the issue.” There is a brief pause as he looks into your eyes, his heart aching at the sight. “How about I start the shower for you? You stay the night here and I can just sleep on the couch.” He offers. You nod in agreement, realizing that what you really need is a hot, relaxing shower. He stands up with a smile on his face and extends his hand for you to take. You get to your feet and grab his hand as he leads you upstairs. You two enter his master bedroom and push open the door to his lavish master bathroom. Normally, you would have been in awe of its magnificence, but right now, all you want to do is take a shower and go to bed. Sergio releases your grip before approaching and turns on the shower. He checks the water's temperature by feeling it. He then moves over to a cabinet underneath the sink, reaches in, pulls out a towel for you, and sets it on the sink counter. “Clothes will be laid out for you in my room,” he says, making his way back to the door to leave. You ask, "Sergio?," which causes him to halt in his tracks and swiftly turn to face you. You say, "Thank you," and give him a tiny smile. He gives you his infamous smile and says, "Anything for you," winking as he closes the door. You couldn't help but smile, gently shaking your head as you began to undress so you could shower.

While still being upset mentally, you felt a bit better physically after taking a shower. 2 years down the drain, you thought to yourself. It just made matters worse catching him cheating IN THE BED YOU SLEEP IN. You groan and make an effort not to think about the image that won't leave your thoughts. As you exit the steamy bathroom, you proceed to his bed, where the promised garments are spread out. He has a shirt and a pair of shorts put out. You only put the shirt on after seeing how long it was on you. Given how long it takes for your hair to dry and how much you'd rather be sleeping right now, you're glad you didn't wet it. "Is it safe to come in?" Sergio asks as he knocks on the door. You yell, "Yes," as you watch him enter the room. “I just want to make sure you're okay before I go to sleep.” You nod and say, "I think I'll be okay." He nods at you subtly and says, "All right. I'm down the hall if you need me. Goodnight Y/N,” He makes a turn to leave the room. “Actually Sergio, ¿te importaría quedarte un rato?"(do you mind staying for a bit?) Although it makes you uncomfortable to inquire, the fact that he is here right now is the only thing keeping you from crying once more. You're exhausted both mentally and physically as a result of all the crying you did earlier. He watches you climb up onto the bed and tuck yourself in, saying, "Of course. You indicate that you want him to lay down next to you by patting the space nearby. He abides by your request, laying down above the covers beside you. You naturally cuddle up against his side, your head on his chest allowing you to hear his heartbeat. You're practically cuddling with your closest friend despite the fact that you just dumped your boyfriend for infidelity. Screw it, you'll deal with the consequences tomorrow. As long as you are not alone. “Y/N, you know you didn’t deserve that. I don't want you to try and find a way to put the blame on yourself.” He wraps his arm around you again, caressing your back up and down, knowing how much that relaxes you. "I know," you sigh again. “It just sucks, you know?” You mutter incoherently because you are genuinely unsure of how to feel or even what to say. After feeling down, you enter this "numb" mental state where your mind just feels full. Stuffed with nothing. He leans his head on top of yours, "I get it. I'm sorry you have to go through this… We can go shopping before the game tomorrow? Or we can go hiking together? He says, trying to cheer you up, "I know you'll like that.” You don't say anything as he starts to prod you, "Hmmmmmm? Hmmmmmmm?” You look up at him and give him a mild glare since you find his poking annoying.You were on the verge of dozing off. You murmur, "I'll think about it." "The hike includes a magnificent waterfall..." he adds, knowing that you adore waterfalls. "Alright, maybe," you reply as you place your head back on his chest. Hearing your response, he smiles warmly, trying to do everything he can to make you feel better. He caressed your back all night long, holding you in his arms as you dozed off. Although he was aware that you simply didn't want to be left alone, he secretly desired you two could remain in bed together, curled up like this, for all time. He obviously did not want the situation to happen to you, but he couldn't help but enjoy how close you two are right now. He had wanted this long ago. He was enraged by the thought of Jake, and he knew the flame wouldn't go out until he had something to unleash it on. He was more prepared than ever to participate in the futebol match tomorrow.

And when tomorrow came and the game ended- It was no surprise that he won player of the match.

#sergio ramos imagine #sergio ramos #sergio ramos x reader #female reader #x reader #ramos imagine #Sergio Ramos x female reader #Sergio ramos x y/n #Ramos one shot #Sergio Ramos one shot #psg imagines #x you fluff #reader insert #Sergio Ramos insert #sergio ramos psg #football imagine #footballer x reader #soccer imagine #soccer x reader

[someone-elsa]

Some days after the incident...

To be continued...

Some notes:

Catalina's handle is play with her initials: her surname is Torres Ward but there should also be Trigger Warning for her (or so she thinks) :p

Babes = Babs L'Amour, Catalina's current BFF

Yes that's her own topless picture on the wall.

Who is Venessa's ex-boyfie? I haven't decided but some B-list celebrity probably. Ideas?

Mom (Judith!) was of course speaking of offering an olive branch ;)

I'm not familiar at all with Insta Lives so if something is off, let's say Simstagram is different ✌

Transcript:

Hey y'all! This is your girl Catalina speaking! I'm heading out with Babes soon but I'll do a little update first…

Here are my giiirls ♥

This is Influencer of the Year and this is Influencees's Choice Award.

I'm still a little bitter that I didn't get Sponsored Post of the Year, I mean, the videos I made with Burger Clown were one of a kind… But I guess I don't win everything…

And do we like this look? Maybe I should ditch the jacket…

Much better!

Anyways, I was supposed to talk about something particular. Not my idea but here we go.

Y'all must have heard about the incident at the Kimmys… It was that bit… ehrm… Venessa who attacked me and yet here I am, apologising to her. Because I banged her boyfie. Yes, that happened.

But he was very much into it from the beginning, so not entirely my fault! And if you think about it, I did her a favor! She should be grateful she saw his true colours before they got married. Sorry about that!

But mom said I should offer her olive oil or whatever. So maybe I'll do just that. Aaand I think I just heard Babes downstairs so I've gotta go. See you lovelies and remember to tell your friends to follow and subscribe! Byeeeee~! ♥

#ts4 #the sims 4 #sims storytelling #sims story #ts4 storytelling #ts4 edit #sim: catalina torres ward

[at0micc0la]

Surprise meet up

a/n: I had a dream where I was Quackity's classmate and we walked around the city together, my friends tried to forced me to "confess my love for him and he completely ignore me. So I ended up daydreaming about this

Relationship: Quackity x hispanic!reader

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Creating a community is a complicated work, working your ass off and somedays feeling like is not enough hurts more than one wants to admit, but your hard work allowed you to make friends and acquaintances along the way, and fortunally for you one of those is Quackity, an energetic Mexican boy who seems to want to kiss any man who walks in front of him.

Your friendship started in a Minecraft server called Squidcraft Games where you were teammates and had the mission to finish the different task the "God's" gave the participants, and you two bonded with your dramatics

"I need a priest to confess some things I regret" you screamed looking at your ceiling, fake crying

"Wait wait, let me" the man fixed his mic and added reverberation to his voice "I'm her for you, tell me all your sins" he giggled and tried to read the spamming chat

"FATHER! I've been naughty" you shifted looking at his character "I was the one who tried to push Rubius so he would die first when we were in the chainsaws" your fake tears entertained

"Eeehhh" the norwegian protested, everyone ready for the drama "You disgusting rat!" the man punched your character while you tried to escape and Quackity following

"Don't worry, child. I would also do it, old first" Quackity cackled, starting a fight with the older man.

Since then you two spend good times playing with the other streamers every other day he decided to show up. The warmth the mexican radiated helped you considering him a close friend, so when you had the opportunity to travel to L.A you were so excited to finally meet him.

Luzu helped you, since you never knew if he was in the state, having the man to not raise suspicion was amazing, so that's how you two came up with a plan. Luzu was going to invite Quackity to a coffee shop because he needed to give him something and somewhere along the way you would come up to the man pretending to be a fan and ask for a photo and see if he would be able to recognize you.

Quackity wasn't really excited about going to a public place, he barely slept the night before, but the spanish man told him he must go or he would haunt his soul for eternity. The coffee shop was beautiful, there were little to no customers, an old couple, a group of teenagers, two friends gossiping near the window and Luzu sat on the opposite side

"Luzu, friend"

"Beanie duo meeting" the older man hugged him and sat back, but before Quackity was able to sit he was stopped

"Excuse me, Are you famous mexican streamer Quackity? Can I take a picture with you?" botched english reached his ears and he turned around and started apologizing

"Sorry, maybe later, I'm kinda busy" he umcorfortably apologized, his eyes almost close thanks to his 'I'm sorry' smile

"¿No te vas a sacar una foto con tú fan N°1? Se me cayó un ídolo" [You wont' take a picture with me? You are no longer my idol] he looked at you, truly looked at you and his surprised face made Luzu and you laugh at the man who hugged you, the happy smile he had was unforgettable.

Lana (Luzu's wife) recorded the meet up and after the friends stopped hugging she sat next to Luzu, who was laughing at Quackity

"I can't believe you didn't recognize them, their "english voice" is not far off from their normal one"

"Estoy crudo Lusuuu" :c [I'm hungover Lusu]

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a/n pt2: sorry if it's not that cohesive, it's almost 3 am and I'm having cramps, but a small fluff for my spanish speaking gremlins ♥

#quackity blurb #quackity x reader #quackity x you #mcyt x reader

[reiynm]

NEWS

First of all- HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYONE! I hope you enjoyed the holidays and had a good time ✨ I wish you all the best and may this year be productive!! :D

(tw vent) I'd also like to take this opportunity to leave you this little note, a little note which does not particularly bring good news.

So… as you have probably noticed, I'm no longer very active on social media. Especially over the last three weeks. I'm still trying to post some drawings, but other than that, nothing regarding the story of my vn.

I received hate messages, messages that basically make fun of my poor writing skills and my bad english. I know it only comes from one person, and most of the time my game is well received despite these flaws, but I never thought I would attract so much hate from someone just because I created a game that doesn't suit their taste or standards.

And it hurts, because these aren't constructive messages… but also because it's true. I wanted to create texts to help me learn english. One thing led to another, these texts became a story that I subsequently made into a small Visual Novel. I don't speak English, nor am I a writer. I learn everything by myself. So, it's normal that it's not excellent. (and I never claimed it was) And I loved learning on my own. But now, not so much.

I don't know why I take this so seriously. Especially since I deleted all their messages… But all that led me to have my friends read the script, and their opinion was unanimous. The version in my mother tongue is, obviously, way much better… So, yeah- I will keep the demo online, but the final version will be in french. Maybe one day, if I feel able to, I will translate it into english. I'm very sorry, everyone.

And even if my mood isn't so great about my novel right now, I'm sure I'll get through it. In the end, I'll try to keep the positive things from this little experience.

I also wanted to say thank you. For your kind words, your kind criticisms (those who try to help me evolve, and who genuinely helped me) Thank you for your patience and kindness. This means so much to me.

So here we are, see you later everyone, I love you ♥ (and sorry I really had to vent, I've been keeping this inside of me for days oof <<')

#tw vent #vent post

[lifewtr]

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HELLO @krankittoeleven! THANKS FOR THE TAG, WE ARE DEFINITELY HOMIES NOW :D i enjoyed your answers a lot; it's nice to meet you! ♥

1. How many fics do you have on AO3?

as of today, i have 50 fics on the archive!

2. What’s your total AO3 word count?

426,518. jeez.

3. What fandoms do you write for?

predominantly avatar: the last airbender, though i have certainly dabbled in others over the years. right now i'm slowly working my way into the jujutsu kaisen fandom ♥♥

4. What are your top five fics by kudos?

Lemon, Two Sugars (zutara, rated M): 905 kudos.

Give It Up (zutara, rated E): 824 kudos.

Half Joy (vinceno, rated E): 457 kudos.

Lyk Dis (zutara, rated E): 425 kudos.

Put It Down (zutara, rated E): 414 kudos.

5. Do you respond to comments?

I DO I'M JUST ABYSMAL WITH TIMELY REPLIES. I'M SORRY I LOVE ALL OF YOU AND I READ EVERY SINGLE ONE I SWEAR <3

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

like the homie krankittoeleven, i pretty much only use angst as a plot device - there are only happy/hopeful endings in this household lmao - but if i consider context, the fic with the angstiest ending is probably Honorfall (zutara, rated E). maybe Of All the Things My Hands Have Held (zutaraang, rated M)..?

7. What is the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

lots of my fics have happy endings ;))))) as for the happiest... ahh, probably If It Means a Lot to You (zukaang, rated M) and Flowers Never Pick Themselves (zutaraang, rated M).

8. Do you get hate on fics?

er, yes and no? i feel like hate is a strong word. it's more so that there are some readers who have simply ~disliked~ certain premises of mine, which, y'know, is what it is! click away or write your own shit! ♥

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

the good kind, baby, and absolutely nothing less. if it doesn't make me wet, i don't post it!

10. Do you write crossovers?

i used to! especially with and amongst irl friends. if there was a fandom i/we were into, there was a harry potter crossover in our shared docs to go with it LOL.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

an entire fic? no, not to my knowledge anyway. but i've definitely had some scenes and dialogue grabbed and scattered across the web over the years.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

no ;-; i've never even had art made for/inspired by my fics ;-;;;; one day though. one day i am going to write something [clenches fist] so fucking good...

13. Have you ever co-written a fic?

several times! said fics will not be seeing the light of today, but yes! i love a good co-write!

14. What’s your all time favorite ship?

once again, like the new homie i will not be picking just one and you will simply have to deal with it LOL. i am extremely down bad for tony stark/bucky barnes, tony stark/t'challa, tony stark/stephen strange.. okay i'm tony-centric, fuckin sue me. anyways. i still really love sesshomaru/kagome, zuko/katara, harry potter/hermione granger, trevor/alucard/sypha, and now gojo/nanami. when i tell you i am fERAL ABOUT NANAGO—

15. What’s a fic you’d like to finish but don’t think you ever will?

Take Care (zutara, rated M), and several other zutara fics that i have put into a graveyard so that even though they're unlikely to be completed, they can still be appreciated!

16. What are your writing strengths?

mmm. this is a bit hard for me to answer because i feel like i could use improvement everywhere, always. i could probably use some more work in my dialogue though (just having more of it, i think). with conflict resolution as well - circling back to angst, i usually gloss over it because i want [my] characters to have nothing but good times and good endings. i need to be less wary of putting them through some shit, which i am working on!

anywayyy. my biggest strength is my prose!

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

up for debate, but personally my weakness is outlines. i try to use them but my brain does not like having "rules" when it comes to creating a story, even if i am the one to write them ;;

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in a fic?

i'm a native (american) english speaker, so this question feels.. odd? bc ~american~? but as a native english speaker, i absolutely don't mind at all. i love languages and i love letting them into my brain! i myself use words from different languages, especially in what i'm writing is based in another country/place of origin.

19. First fandom you wrote for?

inuyasha! no you cannot see it, it's lost in the ether!

20. Favorite fic you’ve written?

Real War is Far Easier (zutaraang, rated M) and Performance Issues (zutara, rated E), which was a gift to the wonderful @zutarawasrobbed! there's a whole universe there that nobody but the two of us know about and i can't wait for the day that everyone can laugh about it as much as we do LOL

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tagging: @nire-the-mithridatist @gemgirl28 @andthedicestopped and @fidget-scribbles ♥

#who is she and what has she done with ky #this was nice and fun thank you!!!! #nanago #zutara #zukaang #about #one of these days i will actually go back to writing castlevania #litarlly blame jjk sorry guys;;; #zutaraang #chayenzo #vincenzo

[breezypunk]

tagged by @miss--river thank you :3

NIGHT CITY N54 INTERVIEW

Name?

Vaughn, but DON'T call me that.. just call me V.

Nicknames?

For some reason I'm called kiddo a lot? Do I look like a kiddo to you?!

Gender?

Male.

Star sign?

Ya know, I really had no idea until I met my best friend, Panam. She's into all that stuff... Apparently I'm a Virgo, pretty cool.

Height?

6 foot....

Okay fine 5'11, jeez!

Orientation?

Bisexual.

Nationality?

American, not sure what else I am, never knew my bio fam to find out.

Favourite fruit?

Nashi. My boyfriend got me into them, they are like pears, visiting Japan last year I tried it for the first time and was hooked ever since. But here in NC? The fruit is awful, I don't recommend it hahah.

Favourite season?

Autumn, the leaves are a gorgeous color, the breeze starts to pick up and in the badlands that's a very good thing. I just love it a whole damn lot.

Favourite flower?

Sunflowers, and roses. But sunflowers are my all time favorite.

Favourite scent?

Rain. Whenever I say that I get weird looks because apparently rain doesn't have a scent but they are the crazy ones! Rain water smells so fresh and amazing.

Coffee or tea?

Coffee. Five cups a day, maybe six if I'm extra sleepy and can't go to bed.

Why are you looking at me like that....?

Average hours of sleep?

I hardly know what sleep is. 4 hours maybe? That's just a rough estimate. I wake up almost every hour and years ago it was worse because of the nightmares. They aren't nearly as bad anymore and now I have someone who sleeps next to me every night who comforts me, so sleep isn't nearly as terrible.

Dog or cat person?

Cats. I've never even seen a dog before, I thought they weren't around anymore?

Dream trip?

To go somewhere up into the mountains for a few weeks, campout and just forget the world.

Favourite fictional character?

 I don't watch enough movies or tv to have a favorite, I'm boring sorry!

Number of blankets you sleep with?

HARDLY ONE SINCE SOMEONE STEALS THE COVERS.... DON'T let him tell you I do, cos I DON'T.

Random fact?

My favorite music genre's are Vaporwave and EDM. Betcha didn't expect that huh?

tagging @kharonion @shimmer-like-agirl @ghostoffuturespast @wanderingaldecaldo @chooh2 @togepies ♥︎

#tag games #cyberpunk 2077 #oc: vaughn leblanc #:3 #I love doing things in his POV #and yes you're a kiddo whether you like it or not -.-

[arietisstarowl]

Edit: PLEASE REBLOG IF YOU CANT HELP. ALSO. I am willing to provide whatever proof I can for yall but like the only thing I can really prove is the situation with my mom bc documentation? Like idk how to prove verbal and mental abuse unless i just sit there and record it one day which is like really sus and likely to cause more issues?

Hullo! Sorry to come back with such news, but I seem to need a bit of help, so with a bit of a push from some friends, I finally decided to make this post. I need to move out into my own place ASAP. My mother and I live in a very toxic situation. It's gotten to the point where it's draining her mental health so much that she can't even stay out of the hospital. Her anxiety (and possibly her depression too considering she won't eat) spikes so much because of our situation that her physical health is deteriorating too. Yes, I am also a target of this toxicity, but I'm a bit more emotionally distant than her so I can ignore it easier,for a while at least. So, the plan would obviously be to move out ASAP. Problem is, she lost her job due to her frequent hospital visits, so it's all on me. Well, I have a good enough job to keep an apartment after moving in, the catch is, I need the down payment, FAST. Because of my credit being VERY bad my mother recommends saving up a few months rent before trying. So that's what I'll do. Any thing helps, from donations to commissions, or even sharing this post around. I don't know how to set up a go fund me, so instead, I'll just link my other methods. I'm uncertain if you can just do single payments on Patreon but maybe if people actually join, I'll modify the rewards a bit there, as I don't really feel good asking for free money--

Anyway,Even if you can't help financially, sharing this around also works. I appreciate that too ♥︎

#sfw furry #babyfur #sfw agere #sfw babyfur #sfw babyspace #sfw babyre #age regression #agere community #age regressor #agere art #ab/dl community #ab/dl art #sfw diaper #babyfur art

[hooked-on-elvis]

Good day to you! Just wanted to take the time and tell you how much I love your page. The attention to detail is awe-inspiring, and I look forward to when you post. If writing EP fiction were your forte, you’d have a reader in me. 🤭

TCB and TLC!! 💜⚡️

You're such a sweetheart! All my heart to you. Thank you for making my day! ♥ ♥ ♥ Every time I receive those supportive messages I feel like giving you a tight Elvis bear hug.

I'm far from being as good as I wanted to be in my writing skills, dear, specially considering I'm still on the way to improve my English (ya'll must have noticed that I correct my posts a lot lol sorry about that btw), and that's why I still don't have enough confidence to try working on serious fanfic material. I've written a couple of one shots to myself, just out of fun, but I don't think they're interesting enough. One day, maybe, if I have enough courage (or if I'm enough drunk) I'll try sharing those ones with you or even writing some more, but for now I'll stick to sharing Elvis' music and life because I learn a lot at the same time I'm sharing the content with you. Anyway, it's so good to hear I would have a reader for fanfics if I only was a writer... You're so, so cute! God bless you, doll. I am feeling my heart warm as I'm reading your words... you wouldn't believe. Thank you so, so much, dear. ♥

i don't feel it's fair to make this about me, even tho I highly appreciate when you compliment my work... Because IT'S ALL ABOUT ELVIS. His magic is what keeps all the content the fandom create so exciting, delightful and fun to read.

Even so, I'm extremely grateful for the friends who take their time to read, like, share and/or comment, like... Mine is not a huge Elvis blog but each time you show you appreciate the time I take to write, to research for the accurate info on Elvis' pictures and history, to transcript interviews and books, to write about his music - one song at a time, and so on, I feel touched. I have a lot of fun writing those posts I share here, but the best part and the reason for all of this is to be worth it is the moments I get to interact with you. Again, thank you for the kind words, friend. You're a doll! I hope next time you let me know who you are.

Here, to you: 🌻 TCB and TLC FOREVER! 🩷⚡️🥹

Love, Lally

[mugeesworld]

Franky Head Cannons! pt. 2

This is just a bunch on random silly head cannons. Talking about his relationship with the crew and some other stuff! I made another one of these "Franky with a chubby partner head cannons!" click my masters list to find it♥︎

Franky adores his fellow crew mates.

I know that's obvious but let's go into that a little bit more.

I can't remember the details fully but Franky parents left him at water 7 (to be pirates I think?? Sorry I can't remember!) so he stayed with the fish man and ice berg. His new family right? But then the marines killed the fish man and after that ice berg and him parted ways.

Then he started the Franky family! Taking people off the streets and looking after them.....

Franky craves to have a bond like a family does. To have a group of people to look out for him and him do the same for them. And he was VERY protective of the Franky family. That just comes to show how much he cares about them.

He also calls the two girls with him his sisters (I'm sorry y'all I'm so fucken bad with names)

All of that shit goes down and he joins the straw Hats. Franky found his family. He found his home. The way luffy and the crew excepted him after he was a criminal and took their money. That exceptance and bond he has been craving.

Not only that but his new found family is strong so he doesn't have to worry about loosing them so easily. And they can protect him how he tries to protect others. He can have that security like he had with the fish man that looked after him.

Franky is truly the big Brother figure of the straw Hats. He's in his 30's I think so maybe it comes naturally but Franky loves his friends. He would do anything for them. He will always be someone they can rely on.

I think he appreciates he's getting that love and friendship he gives to people but didn't get in return before.

That was pretty serious so let's talk about some more silly stuff now!

Franky is the type of person to tell his friends I love you every day. He don't care if it's not "manly" he is the definition of kicking toxic masculinitys ass.

If he cares for someone he is gonna say it. He is gonna make it obvious.

He loves caring for people.

He is always upgrading himself to make himself strong and part of why I think he is, is so he can look out for the ones he cares about most. He didn't have that security feelings growing up so he wants to make sure everyone around him is comfortable and safe.

If you are feeling uncomfortable in a situation he will notice. Franky is loud and out their but he is smart. He learns body language and how you speak in different moods to make sure you're okay. If he notices what's happening he will raise a eyebrow at you like he's asking "what's wrong?"

For my people with anxiety he will take that into consideration and learn your triggers. And when he sees something that might upset you he will try and direct you another way. Or try and help in anyway he can.

You want to ramble about your hyper fixation to someone? He wants to listen. Tell him now ⁉️ he wants to know what you like and why you like it. He wants to understand it and learn. It makes him excited to know you're excited about something! You like sharks? The next week he puts your fav shark in the tank for you to watch.

As I said before Franky is protective. I can LITERALLY PROMISE you that at least once Franky has helped Nami or robin deal with a creep that wouldn't leave them alone. He would say some dumb shit like "Why don't you ask me out instead?" while he's standing behind the person threateningly. Then when the guy turns around and gets mad or scared. Hes like "What am I not good enough for you or something? Your loss!"

Franky is very big on body positivity. Like I mean he feels strongly about that everyone is beautiful no matter what. If he thinks someone is pretty he is gonna tell them.

Since he compliments so many people, everyone thinks he's a flirt but in reality he's just a loving guy.

If you ever feel insecure he will praise you. But not in the "nooo you're so pretty" way but the "What? Are you crazy? You look immaculate??? Stop playing around!" way

Low key pisses him off when he hears people he love talk bad about themselves. He can't believe they don't seem themselves the way he does. Cause in his eyes everyone is gorgeous.

Remember the two girls that was with Franky at water 7? Idk their age but say Franky found them on the street when they were younger or something like that.

He would do everything in his power to make those little girls happy. Like playing dress up. He would let them do whatever they wanted to him. He encouraged them to dress how they want. To dress flashy like him! Not pressuring them tho!!

Franky is just a amazing big Brother.

Y'all know the Chopper man episodes they do?

Imagine. Chopper is like a smart toddler. He's still childish. He always wanted to be a super hero and help people. He wanted a cape like them and everything. And if anyone on the Straw Hats looked like a super hero it is def Franky. The way he dresses and everything.

Chopper looks up to him and sees him as a super hero type guy. The way he helps people and stuff. Franky picked up on choppers fascination with super hero's when chatting with him and seeing how excited it made him, doing all the little poses and phrases made him happy.

So he took it upon himself to ge him a gift. He made him his very own cape. Not only did he make chopper one but he made them matching ones so they could "play" super hero's. They would run around the ship saying their little phrases.

Chopper wanted to fly but obviously he can't. But frankys a tall guy. He would grab chopper and gently fly him around like a carnival ride while chopper made sound effects like "zoom!!"

When luffy and usopp got a eye full of their amazing outfits they joined in. Now every once in a while they play super hero's.

Or when choppers down in the dumps Franky will ask if he wants to play.

He would do some dumb shit like. In the middle of the night while the others are sleeping he will wake chopper up while in his cape and eye mask and say "Chopper man! The city of Gothem needs you!" and choppers mood will immediately get better.

He would put on his outfit and walk out to the deck to see cardboard cutouts of buildings Franky drawn. While chopper was getting his cape on though Franky sneaked away and put on his "super villain" outfit.

They played and played until chopper man defeated the "bad guy". Even though Franky let him easily.

Not only is Franky a big Brother to people but also a father figure.

If you have watched/played the newest security breach fnaf game then you know that Freddy has a apartment in his stomach that Gregory can hide in.

One time when chopper and Franky were fighting someone together, Franky ran out of soda and chopper was tired so they started running. But Franky is just to fast to keep up with. So he throws out the empty bottles from his compartment and shoves chopper in their and takes off😭

Franky def has a compartment on him that's like a mom purse. Has literally everything in it. From bandages to rumble balls. Hell bro probably even carries tampons on him.

Since Franky was on the streets and later helped people get off the streets he probably feels strongly about drug abuse/addiction. He probably seen some stuff on those streets and helped people in the Franky family get over addictions.

Franky is fucking amazing with hair. Like seriously. He's a actual hair stylist. He takes good care of his hair (before time skip)

Not only his hair but he definitely does skin care. Has a whole ass routine. It takes him at least a hour. And he full on pampers himself. I mean white robe, face mask, cucumber slices. Imagine a pirate crew jumping on board their ship and starting a fight while he's having his special time and he's has to jump out in a robe and hair curlers. He just comes out swinging looking like a stressed mother.

Franky takes holidays very seriously. I mean very serious. Also birthdays. He needs to know everyones birthday so he can get/ make them a present. He absolutely SPOILS people on Christmas. I mean he loves Christmas. He dresses up as Santa for chopper. And puts their presents he got them under the tree in the middle of night while dressed up.

Zoro would try to tell chopper Santa's not real and it's just Franky dressed up and Franky would go absolutely ballistic. Like I mean yelling and swinging until zoro says he's real. The year that happened Franky def put coal in zoros stocking 😭😭

All those little myths and stories, he would make sure chopper got to experience. Like the tooth fairy and Easter Bunny. He's grabbing that tooth and putting at least 20 berries under his pillow. He's hiding them damn eggs.

Say what you want! Idc how old chopper is! He acts like a kiddo so he's gonna get a good childhood damn it!

When Franky heard about choppers back story he took it upon himself to look after him. Their isn't enough about the Franky and chopper duo. Short and fiesty and gentle giant. They are the best⁉️⁉️⁉️

And if he forgets a persons birthday he will actually cry. He will never forgive himself. It will eat at him no matter how much you tell him it's ok.

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