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livin4mybabes · 1 year

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You need to do it | charles leclerc (twitter au)

paring: charles leclerc x reader summary: you and charles' fans are tired of his broken phone so you'll do something about it. warnings: none author's note: I'm back after many months, I hope you liked this story because I enjoyed writing it and I've been wanting to write about it for a long time because I thought it was so funny how people were complaining about Charles's phone, well, as I always say... english is not my first language so pardon me if there are mistakes —feel free to tell me—

"So, Char… we're going shopping today," you said to your boyfriend as you sat next to him on the couch.

"What do you mean when you say 'we'?" he dropped his phone and turned his attention to you.

"Obviously you and me."

"Love, you know I love spending time with you, but I just don't feel like it today. Why don't you ask Gemma?" he said as he tilted his head.

"Baby, it's been a while since we've hung out. It would be nice to do it to distract you a bit, please," you said as you climbed onto his lap and pouted, trying to convince him.

"Y/n." "Charlessss, please."

"Alright, come on," he finally said, and you squealed with happiness. He couldn't resist not saying "no" for so long; he always or almost always gave in.

The whole idea had appeared after a few weeks when you were on your phone scrolling through Twitter. You found many fans laughing and complaining about Charles' broken phone, which had been like that for two months. It seemed that every time it was cracking a little bit more.

Arriving at the mall, you started to walk around, entering some clothing shops for you and some for Charles. Regardless of the goal you wanted to accomplish today, you loved going out with Charles anywhere, but shopping with him was great because it was like going out with your best friend. He would help you pick out clothes; he would tell you how you looked —to him, everything on you looked amazing. "You look beautiful, mon amour, it looks like everything you try on is made for you." So yes, you loved shopping with him.

You did the same with him. You would try to help him find clothes that matched, and he would buy them, but he always seemed to forget how to match them because his outfit in the paddock indicated that.

"Charles, I'm hungry." The idea is that near the food court, there was the Apple shop, so "casually" you would walk in there.

"Yeah, me too, let's see what we can find."

Right, your plan was working.

"Char, we can go into Apple; I think I need a new charger because mine doesn't work anymore."

"But, you didn't have…?" you pulled him towards the shop without letting him finish his sentence.

You started walking around the shop a bit until you decided it was a good idea to suggest a new mobile phone.

"Baby, don't you think it's time to change your phone? I mean, it works, but… at some point, it won't, and…"

"You too? My fans keep making fun of it," he said, pretending to be offended.

"Charles, your phone is broken as… I don't even know how you can still use it…" "Because it still works," he cut you off.

"You literally can't even see the full screen, the text, and even the memes you try to show me. I can't even see them because of how broken it is," you said, laughing, trying to make him reason.

And certainly, every time he wanted to show you a funny tweet, you couldn't even see it, so you didn't understand how he was still laughing at something he DIDN'T SEE.

"Besides, you have to change it because you will lose all your photos, videos because you told me you didn't pay for iCloud so you say…" you said as you headed to the checkout to pay for the charger which of course you don't need but could be useful at some point.

That's when Charles started to think about the cons of not changing his phone. Even though it was broken, it still worked, but eventually, it would stop working, and as you were right, he would lose all his photos, which included photos of the two of you, and that would hurt, so….

"See, it wasn't that hard to do. You see, it wasn't that hard to do it. 'Don't worry, I'll help you set it up quickly,' you said, smiling, as you hugged him by the waist and gave him a kiss on the cheek.

"I can't believe you convinced me; you have power over me…" "We all know that, now let's go home. We might need our first pictures with your new mobile phone."

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riki-riks-chick · 17 days

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hi ! can you please write about attentionwhore!reader with tsundere!heeseung?

I was thinking reader teasing her bf (hee) by wearing/trying on skimpy clothes and asks him questions like “do my boobs look nice in this?” or “does this make my ass look big?” just to tease him?

or you could do whatever you’d like ! ❣️

Dressing Rooms ┃L.HS

heeseung x attention whore!reader

reader takes her bf heeseung with her to go shopping w the intent of teasing him.

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Third Person POV~

Being Heeseung's girlfriend isn't necessarily hard, but it isn't always easy either. He's usually so enamored by video games, not paying much attention to you, but when you have his attention... You have his attention.

You asked him to come shopping with you today, out of innocent intent. At least it was innocent at first.

But when you noticed how shy he got just being around other women who were either looking at skimpy mini skirts or trying on revealing outfits, you simply couldn't resist teasing him.

"Heeseung, will you come help me." You peeked out of the dressing room, watching Heeseung glance up from his phone as he got up, pocketing the device before stepping into the dressing room with you.

"What do you need?" He asks as you turn around, showing the laces of the corset top you were trying on. "Can you lace it tighter?"

He simply nods, tightening it as instructed before glancing at your relfection in the mirror.

"Should I get this? Does it make my boobs look bigger?" You question as he gulps visibly, nodding.

You decide to tease him even more, undoing the top right in front of him as he looked away. "Oh sorry.. I figured it wouldn't bother you since we've seen each other naked before..."

You proceeded to take off the top, setting it in the pile of clothes you were buying before undoing your pants and tugging them past your hips.

Heeseung simply sat on the bench of the dressing room, watching as you practically gave him a strip tease. This whole moment had him question how he was even with you when he was such a loser. He was so boring compared to your overly interesting personality.

He got distracted staring at your ass and suddenly he felt his pants grow tighter around him. You had noticed almost immediately, but decided to feign ignorance and get him even more worked up.

"What about this skirt?" You pulled on the almost belt-sized miniskirt, and Heeseung's jaw went slack. "Fuck." He whispered under his breath, but you heard it. Of course you heard it.

"Doesn't this skirt really do my ass a favor?.." You ask and he nods, trying so hard to keep his mouth shut. He wants so badly to press you against the wall and fuck you right now.

"Heeseung.. You seem distracted..." You take off the skirt, setting it down before turning towards Heeseung.

Except now you're only in your matching undergarments. Pink and lacey. Two things on you that you know always turn Heeseung on.

His eyes followed yours as you glanced at his erection.

Your fingertips met his chin, lifting his gaze to meet yours as you kissed him softly. You could feel him melt against you as he grabbed you by your hips, squeezing ever so lightly.

"Baby.." He pulled away, glancing between you and the tent in his pants as you smiled. "If you want... I can take care of it..?" You suggested.

His eyes went wide, almost scared of the risky idea. "We're in a dressing room.."

"All the better..."

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#enhypen #enhypen imagines #enhypen scenarios #enhypen hyung line #enhypen hard hours #enhypen hard headcanons #enhypen hard thoughts #enha smut #enhypen heeseung #heeseung hard thoughts #heeseung enha #heeseung hard hours #lee heeseung x reader #lee heeseung #heeseung #enha heeseung

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cyxnidx · 7 months

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No Nut November !

fandom: jujutsu kaisen

characters: gojo satoru, suguru getou, kento nanami, toji fushiguro, sukuna, shoko ieiri, utahime iori, choso kamo

a/n: i dont usually post nnn, but i decided to do it this year bc why not.

Satoru Gojo

I'd be generous giving him anything more than a week and two days. I have no doubt in my mind about it - Satoru Gojo is the most touchy characters out of them all. And while, yes, he will try his hardest to resist, the beginning of the second week begins to get too much for him and he eventually caves.

Suguru Getō

About four days. I've no idea why it's so specific but it just makes sense. The first two days pass like a breeze for him - until the third and fourth approach, which you up the stakes a bit and show a little more skin. That's where he begins to lose it.

Kento Nanami

Either half the month or two weeks. It's one or the other - either way, he ain't making it out completely unscathed. He'll only really last half the month if you take it easy on him though - minimal to no teasing, and only a fair amount of touching. However, if you decide to add a little bit of spice to things, he may just be tapping around around the two week mark.

Toji Fushiguro

Either the first day or the very last day. Though, the thing is, he knows he could last the entirety of the month. The amount of discipline this man has over his sensuality is utterly surprising. It's just - sometimes, he doesn't wanna last. On the very last day, he could decide to simply throw the whole "game" and say fuck it. He wants to give in sometimes. Others, he'll want to get it on and over with. To not have to hear about how others are struggling with it so badly, and not have to relate himself to it because technically, he already lost, in a sense. Which, however you decide to look at it, is a win for him.

Sukuna

He probably doesn't care enough to participate. Either he doesn't care enough or he's already lost without knowing the "game" was on. And with courtesy, you'd offer for him to start over and consider it a "freebie". Though, he doesn't accept. He simply doesn't see the joy in competing with others about who could basically hold their nut for 30 days. Especially not when he has such a pretty thing in front of him - competition or not, he couldn't hold himself for long, regardless of whether or not tried.

Choso Kamo

I'd give him a couple hours to two days. Apologies, but Choso strikes me as the almost needy type. If not the needy type, then he seems like he'd be the kinda person to try to edge himself. The whole purpose behind it would be to make the "relief better in the end", though he'd simply end up loosing due to pushing himself too far. If not him overdoing it, it'd be your additional flirting to his self-edging that causes him to give in.

Shoko Ieiri

Quite surprisingly, likely two weeks to the whole month. She's even surprised herself, and doesn't even register that the month is over until she asks you whether or not the challenge is over yet. She just.. either doesn't care enough to think too much about it or genuinely forgets until she reminds you or you remind her.

Utahime Iori

A good week or two. I can't see her being too desperate, but it's the fact of how she's feeling. She probably could last if she tried, but at some point, she ends up caving because she saw you in an outfit you full and well know she goes off the brink for. Even then she'll try to isolate herself, but any small gesture toward her or even watching you simply exist sends her off the edge.

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buriedpair · 19 days

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AHH SORRY COULDN'T RESIST ASKING FOR MORE!! I just love this whole idea of a casino setting frfr

What if MC wanted to try what OCs do? Following OCs around like a puppy lmao🧎

Amias: they pester him trying to get him to teach them the da way of winning (and pool game. Pool games are hot, you can get quite handsy with someone while teaching lmao)

Edge: they follow him and clumsily try to shuffle the cards and do tricks. Ain't it adorable? Look, Edge, it's a new focus!!

DD: MC wearing clothes to match him and begging to get their hands on DD's scythe to try to scare away problematic players like a bouncer (they don't. The one scaring folks is behind MC l can sense it 😭)

Jackpot: dancing. Pole. Pole dancing 😳 shy MC wanna try it, but oh my would you look at that, such snuggly fitted outfit may reveal too much (and everyone can see it? Scandalous!)

Gambit: MC follows them with a masterfully crafted pout, trying to copy them and their stoic posture. Someone giving trouble to Gambit? MC is here to save the day! (apparently, the poor naivety doesn't realise Gambit can scare everyone in this room by only a stare)

- stargazer who is set on knowing the lore!! 😭

Well well well, stargazer. Ask and ye shall receive!

Yandere!OCs x GN Reader

Teaching MC to be like them!

Amias

You're right. Pool games are hot. Amias is definitely enjoying his chest pressed against your back as he leans over you to teach you how to hold the pool cue. You seem thrilled when you so much as hit a ball. It's cute.

You wanna learn to gamble like a pro? Sure, just sit on his lap and he'll teach you the ways of the cards. He'll tell you all the values of every hand, he'll teach you to spot a liar, and he'll teach you how to get past Edge's tricky dealing.

Edge

Did you know you only have to shuffle a 52 card deck seven times in order for it to be as shuffled as it can be? Well you will. Edge will literally lecture you on cards and dealing and drunk customers. Hell, Gambit will practically hire you after he's done.

He's happy to teach you all he knows, especially if it means you're giving him your undivided attention. EXTRA especially if it means he can punish you when you get something wrong. Nothing too bad, dear. It's a beginners mistake. You still need to learn somehow, though.

Double Down

'Oh my god couples outfits' is probably his first thought. God, you look so cute. He's not even sure where you got clothes that match his, but he's living for it. As for his scythe... Sure, use it. He doesn't care if you wreak havoc on those around you, it just means you're a quick learner. Even the adorable you is more threatening with a giant human-sized weapon.

He still thinks you're cute though. Of course you can't stomach his job, that's why he has to do it. It's okay though, you can pretend like you're scaring off drunkards with your silly scowl and he'll threaten to throw them into the fountain if they try to tell you you're not scary.

Jackpot

No. Never. Not in a thousand years. You're too divine to be seen in that outfit, please change. He's a hypocrite in this situation, but does he care? Absolutely not. He'll steal Gambit's jacket to cover you up and sneak you off to probably go cry.

He'll sob into your confused, barely covered arms in the back room, whining all the while about how unfair it is. You're for his eyes only! Don't you even care? Why are you laughing?!

Gambit

Gambit doesn't understand why you want to be like him. He'll teach you how to handle finances if you want, but he doesn't think you'll like it. It is enjoyable to watch you glare at disrespectful customers like you're his own personal bodyguard, and it's nice to have you hang around, too.

If anyone gives you trouble, though, they're banned for life. You're the new co-owner, and he will not tolerate any disrespect toward you. Besides, you'll have to get used to it anyways when you eventually become his sweet little spouse.

#yandere oc #yandere #yandere x you #yandere boy #yandere x darling #yandere x reader #yandere boyfriend #bpamias #bpedge #bpdoubledown #bpjackpot #bpgambit

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cybertron-after-dark · 10 months

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Would you still love me if I was a worm?

Tfp edition, since y'all liked the tfa version

Optimus: "I see no reason why the guise of a different creature would change how I feel in my spark. You are you, I love you, and that is all I need to know."

Bumblebee: the beeps and boops don't quite translate to words but you get the general idea that he's saying he'd make it work.

Ratchet: "You are already small, squishy, and often disconcertingly moist. Amplifying those qualities make no difference."

Bulkhead: "...am I missing something here? Why a worm? I mean of course I'd love you if you were one but... Have you secretly been a worm in disguise this entire time and you're just now telling me?"

Arcee: "uh.... Probably? I guess? Don't think it's ever gonna be an issue, but if somehow you get turned into fishing bait, I'll be sure to tell you I love you while I find a way to change you back?'

Wheeljack: "'Course I'd still love you! I'd build you a tiny little laser cannon so you can still wreck 'cons with me. No one expects it when the worm turns, am I right?"

Smokescreen: "Babygirl, you couldn't stop me from loving you even if you were a single celled organism. A worm? Puh-lease!"

Ultra Magnus: "...I respect that you're trying to prepare for every contingency, soldier, but put your mind at ease. You will at no point become a worm, and I will at no point cease loving you."

Megatron: "Well, that depends. Are we speaking of a tiny, useless earthworm? A highly venomous specimen that could bring all you touch to their knees? Or perhaps a great, beastly thing, burrowing under cities to level them? In the case of the last two, I may actually love you more."

Starscream: "A what? Of course not! Anymore damp, squirmy fleshiness than you already have would be a dealbreaker. But you need not worry about what I'd think of you in a scenario that will never come to pass. Your current fleshiness level is... Tolerable."

Knockout: "I'd turn you back as soon as possible, but I wouldn't stop loving you. Spontaneously turning into a worm would simply be a faux pas akin to a bad paint job; A grievous error that must be rectified, yes, but not a mortal sin that could snuff out the warmth in my spark I hold for you."

Breakdown: "well yeah, but wouldn't you be worried about getting squished? Worms ain't quite made of the toughest stuff."

Soundwave: he'd gesture to the little dock where he keeps Laserbeak and play an audio clip saying "outfitted for one more." Then his screen would show a heart.

Shockwave: "It is highly illogical that you would give such inane worst case scenarios any of your time beyond the initial thought. If it gives you any peace of mind, your physical form and however it may change is irrelevant to me, and can easily be altered to match what you would find most comfortable."

Airachnid: "Perhaps. Though I may not be able to resist feeding on such perfect prey..."

Predaking: "My dearest love, I know all too well what it feels like to be judged for appearances, degraded as nothing more than a primitive, spineless thing. Were you to take a form you fear would be beheld as dreadful, I would revere it, worship every inch of it. It is no less than what my queen deserves."

Steve: "I dunno, would you love ME if I was a worm?

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huelovening · 4 months

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stupid with love

hueningkai x fem! reader

summary: the boy in your calculus class is so cute! but you get awkward when trying to talk to him and it doesn't help that he's your friends ex either. what do you do?

wc: 1208

you really tried to make a move on him, really. but somehow you didn't have enough courage, as you keep telling yourself, "maybe he will notice me first!!"

well, it was kind of true. on october 3rd he even asked you what day it was.

"hey, what day it is?" he turned around, looking at you with his beautiful, big, brown eyes, if you looked even closer, you could see the entire milky way in his eyes.

love sick y/n stuttering out a small "it's october 3rd." your new favorite day.

after first confessing your little crush on huening kai to your newfound friends, they quickly made it known that he was off limits, being wonyoung's ex boyfriend. still, you were allowed to look at him right?

everyday when you would walk into your shared class with him, you would do only what you were permitted to do, ogle the pretty boy sitting in front of you. you hoped that he'd talk to you but you didn't actually expect it! so when he turned around at the end of the class instead of immediately leaving like he usually does, it was a shocker.

"hey y/n, me and my friends are throwing a small party this weekend, i'm not really a party guy, so i'd enjoy your company. will i see you there?"

"yeah! of course.. totally!" you didn't mean to sound THAT excited but who could blame you?

after that you rushed home right away, trying to throw cute outfits together and thinking about how to do your hair. you didn't tell your friends about your encounter with kai, maybe it was better that way.

the day of the party came withing the blink of an eye and you couldn't be more excited. after a final look in the mirror, you decided you were ready and left the house excitedly. at your arrival you were greeted by yeonjun, he was one of kai's bestfriends, his house was pretty big, which was the reason most parties were always hosted at his house. the faint smell of alcohol entered your nostrils quickly, you weren't sure if you were actually about to drink tonight, the idea of it never seeming very appealing to you. maybe you would just look for kai first.

you walked around the big living room eyes scanning for the brunette boy, stumbling across a few drunk bodies. gosh, were you just late or do these people get drunk within 5 minutes? everything about this party was overwhelming, the huge house, the amount of people, the reek of various alcoholic drinks. where was kai?

"y/n! i didn't know we'd see you here!" you turned around, to see sullyoon, one of your shared friends with wonyoung and yuna.

"oh, hi sullyoon! i got invited by this guy, not sure. but i'm glad to see you, are the others here too?" you lied about the fact that kai had invited you, you couldn't risk loosing your friends but at the same time you liked him too much to resist him.

"yeah actually, i think wony went to talk to kai, they seemed really close earlier and yuna is just grabbing more drinks for us" she innocently smiled at you.

what. why would she talk to him? they broke up for a reason, now you weren't sure what to do. do you start looking for them or just pretend this never happened and go home?

you decided on the first option, it wasn't hard to not see wonyoung, wherever she was there would be a bunch of people trying to hit on her. she had so many options why does she feel the need to go back to him?!

you said your goodbyes to sullyoon, telling her you would try to talk to the guy who invited you, which wasn't exactly a lie.

you continued to roam around the house, seeing two familiar faces, talking to eachother, they didn't exactly appear to be having a friendly chat. you observed as she tried to get closer to him, batting her eyelashes at him and you could agnize the discomfort in his eyes, watching him run off.

you don't know what possessed you in that moment but you went to follow his steps. he definitely knew his way around, as he went from corridor to corridor, walking up what seemed like thousands of stairs, until you arrived at some sort of balcony.

he opened the door, you had expected him to close it behind him. but he held it open.

"why are you following me?"

you stayed silent at that, looking at him signalling for you to come outside with him and sit on the expensive chairs the balcony's been equipped with. "are you okay?" you dared to ask, not quite sure what to talk about in this kind of situation.

"i don't know. wonyoung tried to win me back again, using all kind of excusing for leaving me the last time. i'm not attracted to her anymore but it just hurt. i don't want anything to do with her." he confessed to you, honestly filling his voice, like he had some sort of point to prove to you.

you sighed, you haven't known her that long but knew that when she wanted something, her mind was set on it. "she can be a huge deal, i know. i don't think she will leave you alone that fast but it's best to just ignore her, it's the only way to get her to stop. and then, it will be all good!" you tried your best to cheer him up, and he looked up at you, smiling at your enthusiasm.

"you're right, i will be okay" he chuckled. "but.. to be honest, i'm just scared that she'll try to hurt you. i'm sorry to talk about this, since it must be embarrassing for you but she mentioned your crush on me. now that i rejected her she will try to get rid of you, thinking it will do something."

"oh.. wait, so you know? i-.." embarrassment filled your body to the brim, how the hell were you supposed to look at him now?? your first instinct was to stand up, but he went to stop you. "y/n, it's okay. i like you too and i think, if we really try this out we can make it work. what do you think hm?" he hopefully asked. you looked at his hand caressing your's, beginning to smile again.

"i think.. we can do this." you giggled. the moonlight hit you perfectly, enhancing your facial features and kai couldn't help but stare. "w-what's wrong? do i have something on my face, god i keep embarrassing mys-"

"y/n, can i kiss you?"

you thought you would faint at that moment. his eyes reflecting the stars, attentively looking at you, waiting for your response.

you believed you forgot how to speak right now, desperately nodding for him to do what he indicated.

his lips meet yours and oh, how soft they were, it felt like it lasted an eternity and you didn't want it to stop, and kai felt the very same way. as the kiss stopped kai smiled at you.

"let's do this."

#hueningkai x reader #txt x reader #txt imagines #hueningkai soft hours #huening kai x reader #huening kai scenarios #hueningkai imagines #txt soft hours #Spotify

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gamergirlbonestaskforce141riot · 6 months

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This meme, but its Soap and: "Johnny, where the fuck is my eyeshadow palette??" "Sorry-y-y-y, Christine! I was out of a war paint! I'll buy you another one, I promise!" And then he really buys another one, a completely another one, with the colors, Riot never used before, even on these rare occasions, when she used a tiny bit of shadows. But that actually helped her discover a few new options of a makeup, that look fantastic on her.

''JOHN IAN MACTAVISH''

It was in that moment when Soap knew he had fucked up.

His sister Isla tried to muffle a laugh when she saw the absolute terror in his baby blue eyes, already knowing what was about to go down. Her little brother had spent the last fifteen minutes trying to get her to help him save his hide, and the last five groaning at her laughter.

''Isla, please, PLEASE, she's gonna kill meh''

''Should'ave thought that better then, Bràthair (brother)'' Isla chuckled when he pouted, more worried about choosing her outfit for her date than helping. ''Why did'yae think t'was a good idea to use her eyeshadow for yer wee painting is beyond meh''

''Ah dinnae think it through, ah just needed silver pigments!'' Soap dove behind her bed to hide when they could hear Riot's steps coming down the stairs from the second floor. She knocked on the threshold once, shaking with anger, her blue eyes fuming.

''Where the FUCK is your useless brother?''

''Are ye gonna kill him?'' Isla turned in her stool with a big smile, seeing from the corner of her eye how Johnny was gesticulating wildly at her from the floor.

''YES''

''In that case, ah think ah saw him running to the barn''

''Thank you'' Christine turned in her heels to prowl down the stairs to the ground floor. When her steps died in the distance, Johnny raised his head over Isla's bed.

''Yer my saviour, sis''

''Ye better fix it, ye know. Tha'was her only palette'' Isla felt a bit of pity when she saw the crestfallen look on her brother's face. Everyone knew that Christine rarely bought things for herself, and the things she did buy lasted forever because she was very careful. Also, she rarely bothered with eyeshadow. ''Aww, dinnae look at meh like that, ye eejit. Listen, yer gonna do this...''

''Please, pleeeease, pretty please with a cherry on top''

Christine rolled her eyes, trying hard to keep her frown when Johnny kept grovelling and apologizing, kneeling in front of her while she was sitting on the bed at the guest room (her room, as Mam insisted over and over again, but she resisted to believe).

''Just... stop it, Johnny. It's alright. It's just stupid makeup''

''Aye, it is... NO, NO IT ISN'T'' Johnny corrected himself immediately, seeing Isla's face peeking from the hallway, glaring at him. ''Ah mean, aye but nah. T'was yers and Ah ruined it, so it's only fair Ah make it up to yeh. Heeheh make up, got it?''

From the hallway, Isla facepalmed so hard that for a moment she was afraid Christine would hear, but she seemed just as dumbfounded, sighing.

''What have you done now, Johnny?

''Bought ye some, see'' The excited Scot emptied a shopping bag on the bed, starting to show her what he had bought. ''Isla told meh ye needed a naked palette...''

''Nude''

'T'is not the same?''

Christine sighed deeply, examining the nude collection palette in her hands. She couldn't deny some of the colours looked pretty, but she wasn't sure.

''Johnny, I don't think...''

''Wait, wait, Ah have more''

''What?''

He dropped palette after palette on her hands. A small one with bronze tones. Another one with a saturated, pearlescent deep purple. Another with rose-copper and russet-brown shades that he explained would combine well with her blue-gray eyes. And another single one with a vibrant peach.

''Ah dinnae keen what else to bring ye but... are ye crying?''

Christine shook her head slowly, still looking at the eyeshadow palettes, not knowing what to do. It was too much just for a silly thing like makeup. Johnny sat down beside her and grabbed her hands.

''Ah should nae touched yer things... here let me paint ye''

''Paint? What? I'm not a canvas, don't you... Johnny!''

Isla laughed under her breath, shutting the door when the bickering started again. Everything was right again in the MacTavish household.

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kimbappykidding · 1 month

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Previous Parts: Part One, Part Two and Part Four.

So Jeno hadn't confessed to you in the way he'd wanted at the gaming night and he considered himself lucky that you didn't notice what his body tried to tell you. He didn't think it was exactly the chivalrous approach and he wanted to woo you. He wanted the confession to be smooth and romantic. He wanted you to be impressed and happy. He was devising strategies when Halloween hit.

Halloween was always a fun time and this year Nct were planning on throwing a party. Jeno was more than into it because he knew you'd be invited. He hadn't seen you since the gaming event at Johnny's and he needed an excuse other than gaming to talk to you since he didn't trust his body in a small room alone with you yet. So the party was the perfect way to test the waters and Jeno was happy...until he heard the theme was masquerade. That just was not Jeno's style and you already said you'd found other members of NCT attractive. How was Jeno meant to have a shot with you if he was dressed the exact same as the hunks of the group who would obviously outshine him? But there was no getting out of it so Jeno agreed and lined up with the guys outside the venue to make their entrances. They all were wearing the exact same thing even down to their masks which covered most of their face except their eyes. Jeno supposed you could've worked out who was who based on hair colour or height but for the most part they were pretty identical and that's when he realised there might be an upside to this. You'd have no idea who he was.

In their entrance the boys had been instructed to interact with the guests, specifically to select one and bring them to the dance floor for an old-fashioned ballroom dance. Several of the guys had mentioned how great a time it was to flirt with someone without them knowing it was you. Jeno wholeheartedly agreed with that and when he saw you standing there in a beautiful blue dress he knew he had to get to you. So when the boys spread out into the audience Jeno made a beeline for you. You watched him approach and Jeno bowed before taking your hand, he kissed it gently before leading you to the floor.

"So..." you said when the dance started "cat got your tongue? Are you really not going to speak to me?". Jeno knew if he spoke you'd know it was him so he stayed quiet. "Fine, I won't try and work out who you are" you told him "so you can relax, I can feel how tense you are" and you ran your hands across his shoulders. Jeno tightened them before purposefully relaxing them and you laughed softly. "Well whoever you are you're a good dancer" you said "you know to lead a dance". Jeno wanted to show you just how true that was so he sped up. He made the dance more difficult and led you through it all fearlessly. You kept up amazingly and Jeno could see the genuine joy and excitement on your face. You had great stamina and when the song ended you were both breathing heavily. "Wow a really good dancer...I'm very interested to know who you are now" you said and raised your hand to Jeno's cheek. Being so close to you Jeno couldn't resist and before you could play with his mask he pressed a kiss to your lips. You gasped slightly, caught off guard, but kissed him back quickly closing your eyes. Then just as quickly as he'd done it, Jeno pulled away and disappeared backstage where all the boys were getting changed into their proper Halloween outfits. He was the last one and he hurried to change into his other outfit. "What took you so long?" Mark asked him and Jeno just smiled in response.

The guys all reappeared and dispersed into the party and were now free to do what they wanted, no more theatrics planned. So Jeno re-entered the room and tried to act like he wasn't looking for you when he was. The only way the whole masquerade thing would work was if he managed to show you a good poker face to convince you it wasn't him. He supposed you'd notice if he avoided you all night and that you'd also notice if he came right over to you so he aimed for somewhere in the middle.

He waited about 15 minutes and then came over to you. "Enjoying the party?" he called and you blinked at him before nodding "definitely, what about you?". He shrugged "I'm happy now all that performing is done. Now the real fun can start". You smiled "that sounds like a promise" you said and Jeno smiled "it can be...if you want?". You nodded "I do" and Jeno nodded "well let's go then" and he held out his hand to you. You took his hand and let him pull you into the party.

Jeno felt on top of the world because 1. he'd kissed you and 2. he was at a party with tons of good-looking guys but you were on his arm. Literally! As you took a break to get a drink you hooked your arm through his and Jeno felt like a million pounds walking through his friends and colleagues with you. He noticed them watching but honestly, his eyes were just fixed on you. "Did I mention you look stunning tonight?" Jeno asked referencing your beautiful gown and you smiled "thank you...you look pretty handsome yourself. Did you enjoy the performance?" you asked. Jeno stiffened and told himself to just remain calm. "It was okay" he said "but I'm glad it's over it was kind of nerve-wracking". "Well none of you looked nervous, you all looked really good" you said and Jeno was sure he was in the clear...until you returned to the dance floor together.

Jeno was showing off a little and you seemed to be loving it. You let him do his thing and were also a great dancer which Jeno found really attractive. Finally, the song slowed down a little and Jeno pulled you into his arms mainly so he could catch his breath but was very happy with having you closer. You smiled seeming just as happy and leaned into him "I'm glad I got another chance to dance with you. Our dance was nice earlier but it was too short" you said. Jeno froze like a deer in headlights. You saw the panic go over your face and smiled. Your smile made Jeno relax slightly but he was still tense. "Did you know it was me the whole time?" Jeno said and you smiled "of course I did, your most beautiful feature was on show clear as day". "My eyes?" Jeno asked after thinking and you nodded "I could spot them anywhere, you've got very pretty eyes Jeno" and he blushed which made his eyes narrow and you thought they were even nicer. "See...so pretty" you said, leaning in and kissing him. Jeno had kissed you once tonight but that was hiding behind a mask. This was completely different and it was so much more emotional and passionate.

Jeno kissed you with the confidence you'd been craving and he was so good. You started the kiss as the dominant one but by the end, it was all Jeno and you broke away from the kiss gasping slightly. "I like this Jeno" you said and he paused "you do?". You nodded "you have so much to be confident about, you're so talented, funny, kind, an amazing dancer and not to mention soooooo hot" you said with an exhale "I've wanted you from the start Jeno, from that first night I showed up at your apartment". Jeno was shocked. He'd hoped that was true and definitely got a vibe from you but was never sure if it was just wishful thinking and to hear you actually say it did things to him. So he took note of what you'd said about liking confidence and smiled "well I'm all yours, want to get out of here and claim me? Or should I say let me show you what confident Jeno is like?". You couldn't say yes fast enough and both rushed out of the party in a very hasty hurry.

You went to Jeno's because it was closer and he kept up his confident act...until you felt like you were losing control and knew you had to even things.

"Look at you so excited for me" Jeno commented "who would've thought the one and only Y/n would be so hot for me" he said. That immediately made your competitive streak kick in and you pushed him down so you could be on top. "Well I'm not the only one, I've excited you a few times huh?" you asked "without even realising. Who knew me playing a game could do it for you" and Jeno went bright red as he realised what evening you meant. "I...don't know what to say" Jeno said and you chuckled softly "why didn't you tell me?". "Are you kidding?" he asked "I thought it would be weird and scare you off". "I was surprised but looking back I can kind of get why it happened" you said. "You can?" Jeno asked and you nodded "yeah I was kind of accidentally grinding on you so I'm not surprised things happened" you said "I'm sure it would've happened with anyone". Jeno shook his head "it was because it was you" and you smiled "it was?". Jeno nodded "I thought you were doing it on purpose but you weren't? You had no idea?". You shook your head "no idea but if I had known...well to be honest I probably would've moved around more to torture you". Jeno laughed and shook his head at you "Y/n that's all you've been doing" and he pulled you back towards him.

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"You smell nice" Jeno said afterwards with a sigh and you laughed looking at him "you're smelling me now huh?". Jeno blushed and you smiled "I'm kidding...you smell good too". "No but you always smell good" Jeno said "I think it's your perfume or something. It smells really fresh and minty". You smiled "I can't remember what's in it but I do like it and now I know you like it I'll buy more". "Let me buy you it" Jeno said kissing your neck and shoulder and you smiled "you're spoiling me already?". Jeno nodded "in all honesty I'd buy you anything you wanted" and you could see how serious he was by his expression. You blushed at his gaze and nodded "I believe you but I don't need you to shower me in things, I'd much rather have you". Jeno nodded "well I'm yours so just take me" and you smiled "I already have". "Yes but again and again and again" Jeno said and your smile grew. You held his face in your hands and nodded "okay then".

After things went quiet you said something that had been on your mind. "You make me nervous Jeno" you admitted and he looked jumped slightly "I do?". You nodded "yeah...I know I put on a strong front but you make me feel fluttery and I really like you. When you were acting confident early I just thought oh shit because you were really powerful Jeno". Jeno couldn't stop the huge grin on his face and you blushed "Stop!" resting your head against his chest so you could hide. "Okay okay I won't be smug" he said cuddling you "I'm just happy because I worried I might be too bland or might not be able to match you but to hear I'm doing good...well that feels pretty fucking amazing". "It does?" you asked peeking out of your hiding place and Jeno nodded "it does" and managed to capture your lips in a kiss.

Jeno thought about what you'd said and spoke again after he'd recovered from the kiss. "How about, and I know this might be difficult at first, but we don't hide from each other? You can be whoever you want to be around me Y/n. I'll never be disappointed with you". "But how can you know that?" you asked and Jeno shrugged "well I'm pretty enamoured with you so I can't imagine it's even possible...but you don't have to do it straight away. I'll prove you can feel safe around me" he said and you nodded "okay I'll try" and he smiled. That was more than good enough for him.

Halloween was cemented as Jeno's favourite holiday ever after that night.

The next part is the last one!

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flamestar126 · 3 months

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Give me a "M"!

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Bonus + related art + rambling under the cut

Originally I just wanted draw Dexter in a cheerleader outfit (an excuse to put him a skirt for pure funsies) and so I did! Which is art is below that i drew like a long time ago now.

It was just Dexter at first but I am a dexdark shipper so I had to have him react somehow. Then I remembered there was a comic about an athletic Mandark so I added him in his outfit from the comic.

Then my mind like it always does, wandered and created a short story to make sense of why they would be in this position in the first place.

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After years and years of competing with Dexter relentlessly, Mandark had gotten into a rut during his high school years. He's absolutely frustrated that he's STILL second best to him.

(The time the art is placed is late hs years)

So what does a teen genius do? He explores outside of the science community and what do you know. . . he's actually not half bad at sports. He quickly abandons science for it. Mandark is thriving. Why didn't he try this sooner? And Dexter? He's so confused. Never thought his greatest rival would ditch him science for a mere physical activity. Determined to find the bottom of this he goes directly to the source of his confusion and asks. It goes as well as you think. Not at all. Plan B. Find a way to get close enough without raising too much suspicion. How? Cheerleading.

It honestly wasn't that hard to join. He's cute and flexible enough due to the battle he's faced through out the years. Plus a recommendation from his dear sister, Deedee, quickly received him a spot.

(HAVE YOU SEEN HIM DO FLIPS IN THE START OF EGO TRIP?? BOY IS READY)

The idea seemed brilliant at the time. That is until he found out he had to wear a skirt of all things. Deedee secretly tricked as a little bit of revenge. It wasn't too bad in the end. He rocks skirt ngl. With the excuse of having come to rehearsals and games that involved Mandark, things have become much easier to keep a closer look on him.

His sudden presence certainly didn't go noticed. Mandark's eye often drifted to the redhead that cheered him on during events. And oh, what an ego boost. His former rival cheering on? Yelling out his number whenever he had the ball? Wishing for him to succeed? Even if it was for only the cheerleaders' expectation to do so. How addicting.

He cornered Dexter right after. "That 'M' for me, McPherson?" Mandark teased. Knowing the "M" was their school's name. "How kind of you." "In your dreams, Astronomanov." It continued on like for a while.

They lap it like fucking cream. They've missed this. The feeling buried was bubbling up to the surface once again. Stealing quick glances, the playful jabs, grins matching the other's.

Who made the first move? It wasn't clear. It seemed so natural to be in the other's presence. Both just eased into they didn't even noticed.

Meanwhile, the science department was taking heavy losses. They lost their best two students. Ended up begging the two come back.

Eventually Dexter and Mandark did return but as partners this time.

. . . Douglas? He was thrown out of the loop about the entire thing. He missed out a lot when watching from afar. No one told him they were switching sides! What the heck guys. :/

He wouldn't survived the switch anyway. He's athletic pathetic. Stay on your game boy, Douglas. It's better this way.

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Details I didn't include

Mandark was indeed incredibly suspicious of Dexter's switch

He was a total tsundere about Dexter's outfit (he did like it)

They had a talk about why they made a switched. talk about it and sealed it with a kiss (maybe :3)

Mandark said science for geeks but he's a geek through and through. he couldn't resist science for too long

Sports department was crying after

They do the same thing in college but in different uniforms (already drawn but not sharing that here :>)

I'm definitely forgetting more details but i am drawing blanks here

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Bonus!

"You know there are male cheerleaders, right?"

"I like the breeze it gives." Half truth. Was told they ran out of male uniforms. <- Lie by Deedee

"Hm. If you say so." Gay panic

Inspired by a scene of Daffy Duck from Looney Tunes (2011)

Thank you for reading!

#dexter's laboratory #dexter's lab #dexdark #dexter #mandark #flame draws #they were gonna be in a gym that i had trouble with the background and i like outside scenery more #this is more like a short verison of this whole thing? im sure i could've stretch out this more but god im not a writer #i was hesitant about sharing this. i kept going back n forth for so long but i saw something today and now im posting out of spite lol #this is the first i rambled my story out of tags! look at me. i ran out of words in here #im just proud of this whole thing. technically my full fledged au ig? and damn if im not gonna share it #sorry if my little story doesnt make sense tho. i've been trying to put it into two for 2 hours now and trying to iron it out. it's rushed

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faulty-writes · 11 months

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[ This is a continuation of the Katsuki Bakugou x Male!Reader headcanon set. Fair warning there are implied feelings between other characters at the end of this. I hope all of you enjoy it! Again Happy Pride y'all! ]

[ Headcanons Summary: Your efforts to get closer to Katsuki and accept your sexuality continue. Luckily, an opportunity arises at the Fireworks Festival. While you were also ordered by Best Jeanist to be vigilant during the event, Katsuki proves to show a little jealousy when it comes to you and by the end of the night, turns a little possessive. ]

As luck would have it, Best Jeanist invited his agency's members and interns to the Fireworks Festival to support the community and act as a safety measure in case villain's attack. You saw this as an opportunity to make your move as Camie suggested.

On the day of the Fireworks Festival, Camie helped pick your outfit claiming that Katsuki "Totes won't be able to resist you!" which you hoped worked considering when you arrived, he looked stunned when he saw you and shyly glanced away. Although you didn't have much time to process this because Best Jeanist gave the laydown of what you had to do during the festival.

"You are welcome to partake in the events and games, but I require you to patrol the perimeter of the festival every hour," he explained, gazing over his employees but lingering on Katsuki and you. 'I hope Bakugou treats them well,' he thought. If not, he'd try his hardest to set him straight, but knew matters of the heart were to be settled between those involved.

Despite wanting to make a move, your thoughts were jumbled, and you weren't sure how to approach Katsuki, even if you did, there was no telling what his reaction would be. You still remember how tender and sore your neck was from the last time he was angry at you. So, you decided to play a few festival games to calm yourself.

"Ah, come on!" you shouted, lowering the BB gun. Maybe a shooting game wasn't the ideal way to win a prize. "Are you having trouble?" came a deep voice, and you turned to see Shinya Kamihara also known as the Ninja Hero: Edgeshot. As usual, he was dressed in his hero costume and took the BB gun from you. "Allow me to try," he insisted, gently cupping your chin with one hand before turning to the booth and more importantly, the moving red targets.

Katsuki became extremely angry when he saw you with Shinya who handed you a stuffed animal and kissed you on the cheek. As he approached, he demanded, "What the hell is going on here?!" Shinya smiled from underneath his mask. "Ah, Bakugou it's wonderful to-" he glared at the older man. "What's the big idea, huh? Trying to win him over or something!?" he said before unleashing his quirk.

After the shooting game booth incident, you were in shock and needed more time to think. Katsuki cared enough to impress you. But he only did it out of jealousy or so you suspected given how Shinya not only won you a prize but kissed your cheek. Why did he do that anyway and was Katsuki jealous because another man gave you attention? There were so many questions and so few answers.

"Hey dumbass!" you heard him call. The sun was setting, and you were almost finished with your patrol. "Oh, h-hi Bakugou uh-ah!" He grabbed you by the front of your shirt and pulled you close. Your face flushed as you stared into his red eyes. "You're watching the fireworks show with me," he said before releasing you.

You were tempted to call Camie and have her save you. However, she would only tell you not to give up and to "Totes go after him!" You still struggled to accept the fact that you were gay and when you thought about it, love was scary. But you were a hero and couldn't back down from this challenge, right?

You decided to get cotton candy before walking to the fireworks show entrance where Katsuki was waiting for you. You nervously ate as you sat in the grass beside him. "Hey!" he shouted, almost making you choke. "I want a piece," he said. "Uh, it's nearly gone but okay," you replied, handing him a piece before helping yourself to the last bite.

As the fireworks continued, you smiled at the colorful hues and images blasting into the sky. Your hands were curled into the grass and Katsuki grinned, placing his hand over yours and catching your attention. "Uh, B-Bakugou what are-" You shivered when you saw his angry expression. "Focus on the fireworks," he demanded, and you nodded before turning your head back.

"Come on!" Katsuki grabbed your wrist and pulled you to your feet after the fireworks show ended. "Ah, hey! W-where are we going?" you asked as you were dragged past the closed food stands and game booths. "None of your damn business!" Katsuki replied, which didn't make sense to you unless he wanted it to be a surprise.

You cried out when he pinned you against the wall of the nearby building outside the Fireworks Festival. "I'm hungry," he stated, leering down at you. Despite your rapid heart rate and flushed cheeks, you look at him confused. "W-what do you mean you're hungry? Get something to eat! There's a bunch of restaurants and-" You were silenced by his hand grasping your jaw. "I'm craving something else dumbass!" he growled.

His lips tasted sweet and whether that was due to the cotton candy he ate or just his natural taste was unknown. His kiss was desperate and sent shivers down your spine. "Mm, wait!" you said, leaning back and panting desperately. "I...I t-thought you were straight," you commented, making him growl. "Does it matter what gender I like, dumbass! I like you, so shut the hell up and kiss me!" he demanded.

"Should we intervene?" Shinya questioned, turning to Tsunagu. The two of them were sitting atop a building together, perhaps on night patrol. In actuality, they had been watching you and Katsuki. If Keigo were here, Tsunagu assumed he'd make a humorous joke about being 'chaperone hawks.' He shook his head in reply. "I trust Bakugou will not hurt them," he said before walking away. "I also believe you have interfered enough," he stated as Shinya followed him.

Once they were far away enough, Tsunagu turned to him. "How did you know young Bakugou would react so negatively to your advancements towards Y/n?" he questioned. Shinya chuckled in response. "I have reacted and felt a similar way when others speak to you," he admitted before glancing up at the stars. "It is brave to be a hero, but even braver to be yourself in this otherwise judgemental world," he smiled, turned to face the taller man, and cupped his cheek. "They will be fine," he assured.

#bakugou x male reader #katsuki x reader #katsuki x you #bakugo x male reader #katsuki x y/n #bakugou x reader #katsuki x male reader #bakugou x y/n #bakugou x you #bakugo x reader #bakugo x y/n #bakugo x you #bnha x reader #bnha x you #bnha x y/n #faulty writes: katsuki bakugou: 23 #faulty writes: katsuki bakugou: headcanons: 23 #mentions of other characters

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tempvstas · 1 year

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No no that's completely fine I understand!!

I can request something different!

Can I request Vil falling in love with his limited time fashion designer for a certain amount of time and how he would react to them leaving after the time ends? Oneshot fic is preferred!

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Content Warning(s): somehwat angsty yippee

Character(s): GN!Reader(no pronouns mentioned), Vil Schoenheit

Authors Notes: hey thanks so much for understanding and tysm for waiting! I’m so so sorry that I took forever to get to this. I can most certainly do this, hope you like this!

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I Fell for You Before I Knew It

To Vil a romantic relationship was a completely foreign concept.

I mean sure, don’t get him wrong. He’s had to play the role of handsome suitors for the various roles that he’s acted for. He’s even had some relationships before, but never did it cross his mind that it would even be possible for someone like him to truly fall for someone and pursue a relationship without having thoughts of the person only being with him because of some ulterior motive.

But then you showed up.

You showed him that maybe, just maybe, not everyone who crossed his path wanted something more from him.

It all started on the first day that you arrived. You, in your simple clothes, rather unassuming but still, unphased by everyone staring at you. You were contracted by Vil's company to help one of his shoots a clothing company that he was promoting. Vil was somewhat skeptical of you at first, eyeing you up and down. But to his surprise, you didn't flinch in the slightest under his gaze, instead holding it steadily, an air of calm indifference surrounding you.

Despite that your eyes were gentle, and your hands even gentler. Vil found himself entranced and swimming in your gaze.

He found himself falling hard for you.

Maybe it was the way your hands would smooth over his clothes, making sure nothing was out of place. Or maybe, it was the way you would work tirelessly, mixing and matching each article of clothing so that it would go together cohesively. Or potentially it was the way you hunched over your notebook, sketching out new outfit ideas for him to try out. He had to resist the urge to press his hand against your back to straighten it out.

Regardless of what it was he found himself charmed by you.

Vil knew that his time with you was short, but despite all that he still couldn't help the blossoming feelings he harbored for you. He figured it would be for the best if he didn't say anything, for both of your sakes, there was only so much heartbreak available to go around. Vik would find himself thinking about what his relationship with you was as your contract deadline drew closer. He figured that you would move on. After all, this job was merely just a job for you. A crush like this, a silly one-sided crush was completely unfathomable to Vil, yet he still couldn't help the way his eyes would linger on you tidying up his outfit, prepping him for shoot after shoot.

Vil wanted nothing more than to take your hand in his, hold it close, and press a lingering kiss to the backside of it. Were your hands soft like he envisioned? The warmth and fervor you exuded when working with him, he found himself drowning in it. You were like a siren's call to Vil, calling out to him and threatening to drown him.

When your time was up, he watched you pack up your things, walk to the door, and never look back.

He would miss you.

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ofpineapplesanddawns · 7 months

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What if Alec Hardy tried to be “cool” and “spooky” for Halloween? Drabble idea, no pressure at all!

Not sure if he can try cool, but he'll try spooky, haha.

This is just a normal fic, not related to any of my aus.

On with the fic!

"I'm not doing this." Hardy tossed the paper onto the desk.

"It's just something fun that the department wants to do." Miller said in that damn tone that made Hardy feel like he ticked off the wrong person.

"But what's the point of it?" Hardy frowned, leaning back in his seat.

"It's for fun, alright? Halloween is a fun time, can you just... try to participate in anything here that isn't strictly work?" Miller asked. "You've been here for ages and you participate in nothing we do here! It's a little Halloween party, for an hour or two! You don't have to wear a costume for the whole day!"

"I don't want to wear a costume."

If looks could kill, Hardy was sure that his pacemaker would malfunction right now. He sighed, rubbing at his forehead. "One hour, that's it."

"Great!" Miller smiled, pushing the flyer closer to him. "Wear something scary."

"Why?"

"Cause it's different from your sad outfits." She snorted and headed out of his office.

Hardy glared at her before picking up the flyer. He didn't want to buy a costume to wear for an hour only. This was stupid, he didn't see the point of this other than to kill time for a bit because not a lot was happening around town.

He rubbed at his eyes and ran a hand through his hair. "Something scary..."

He could do something cheap and typical, 'scary', probably what you'd expect to see.

Or he could just do something that might throw Miller off.

He grabbed his phone, he was sure that Daisy could help him out with the makeup.

"Where's Hardy?" Ellie asked, looking around the office. "Did he lock himself in his office to get out of this, or did he escape when he had the chance?"

"Last I saw," one of her coworkers spoke up, "he went into the restroom, I think he said something about getting his costume on?"

"How long ago was that?"

"Ten or fifteen minutes ago?"

Ellie frowned and turned to go to see if he was done yet. She walked up to the bathroom door, knocking on it. "Sir? Are you in there?"

"Just a second." Came Hardy's voice from the other side.

Ellie sighed and leaned against the wall, waiting another two or so minutes before the door opened and out stepped Hardy. She blanched as she looked at him.

His suit was pressed and actually buttoned correctly, hell, his tie was straight. His hair was brushed and styled and his beard had been shaved off, and the bags under his eyes seemed to be... gone.

God, he looked like a totally different person, and it freaked her out. "Jesus, what the hell are you wearing!?"

"Something that I knew would scare you." Hardy said before walking past her. Ellie swore he smiled just a little smug-like when he said that.

"Damnit, you're a nightmare like this!" She said once she started following him.

"Good, exactly what I wanted, makes this all worth it."

"I get it, I get it, we won't get you involved in any more activities like this."

"Thank you."

I feel like he's not the kind of person to dress up, but I couldn't resist including that really, REALLY weird moment we saw in season two of what Hardy looked like when he worked on the Sandbrook case.

#broadchurch #alec hardy #ellie miller #john's drabbles

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calypsopoet2003 · 18 days

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The Donna Chronicles, Volume: VII

The Return of the Prodigal Hypnotized Pantyhose Slave...

In the early 90's I moved away for a while for work, & had spent a couple of years out in Utah, skiing the Rockies, traveling internationally, & expanding my horizons... At the time I had believed that all that time spent away from everyone & everything back east would allow me to live a somewhat "normal" & somewhat ordinary life... Well, I was wrong...

After being away for a little over a year, just when I thought that I was starting to get on with my more "normal" life, the phone calls started... Always late at night, always three or four calls one after another, & always seemed to hang up as soon as I answered...

I was also still massively turned on by women in pantyhose, particularly white pantyhose. I also had begun to notice that more, & more women seemed to have taken to wearing white pantyhose as part of their outfits, even under pants or slacks. However, what started to set off "alarm bells" in my head was the growing propensity for those clad in their white pantyhose to often go shoeless in their stocking feet whenever possible...

managed to have more than a few adventures & exploits throughout my time away from where I had grown up. However, after several years away, I didn't have any thoughts or ideas about returning, or what it would be like.

I certainly didn't think about what my reaction may be running into my Hypnotic Pantyhose Mistress, or any of her thralls, or other Hypnotized Pantyhose Slaves, of which my Mom happened to be one.

My Hypnotic Pantyhose Mistress was still my Ideal though... She was what I was attracted to, everything about her...

White silky pantyhosed feet, especially HER pantyhosed feet... It didn't even really matter what color nylon adorned them...

So enticing & hypnotic... Impossible to look away from or resist...

Trying my best to keep all of those feelings at bay, I could only move forward & discover whatever I was going to discover.

Returning home, my Mom was the first of my Hypnotic Pantyhose Mistress's minions I had run into of course. But, she seemed absolutely normal. No white pantyhose, & there was absolutely no discussion of HER whatsoever... In fact, for my first couple of months home, there were no encounters of any kind, & I was beginning to feel like I had a new life free of my past.

I bounced around for a while, & eventually found a job at a manufacturing plant in Manchester... My interview process went easy enough, & started in technical customer service. It wasn't long before I made my way into Quality Management & in charge of Product Engineering...

Late one Friday afternoon I went into Customer Service at the end of the day, & found Pat coming out of the filing cabinet row with a strange look on her face... She came padding out shoeless, wearing silky white pantyhose underneath her slacks... Her eyes were completely glazed over, trance like... I couldn't for the life of me figure out how SHE had managed to get a hold of Pat, but it was obvious that she had done just that...

Pat looked up at me in surprise, then calmed to the extreme, & in a measured monotone voice said...

"Oh, good... You're here... You must remove your shoes & socks for our Hypnotic Pantyhose Mistress, & follow me... You have no choice... We have no choice... We live to serve our Hypnotic Pantyhose Mistress..."

I immediately dropped into a deep hypnotic trance, & responded...

"Yessss, Patricia... I have no choice... We have no choice... We live to serve our Hypnotic Pantyhose Mistress..."

I then somewhat robotically removed my shoes & socks... Exposing my silky white pantyhosed feet right there at work... I couldn't resist... It immediately came to me in a flash what must have happened for Pat to be in our Hypnotic Pantyhose Mistress's thrall like this...

I had no choice, but to follow her back into the Sales Manager's private office to where Michelle & Jodi were waiting on the couch. Both appeared to be deeply hypnotized, & were also wearing pantyhose...

Like with Pat, I got flashes of how each of the girls must have fallen under deep hypnotic trances for Pat on our Hypnotic Pantyhose Mistress's behalf. Michelle was wearing silky black pantyhose...

"Oh My God! Pat... W-what are you doing?"

"I... I can't... I cannot look away..."

"I... I m-mmussst obeyyyy..."

...& Jodi's was wearing her silky tan pantyhose that she always wore...

"Oh, Hi Pat!"

"W-wait... What are you d-doing?"

"Yesss, Pat... I will obeyyyy..."

Pat led me to the couch... Before she sat me down, she had us all disrobe down to our pantyhose from the waist down... Then, all three women turned to me & stroked & caressed me wherever I was covered in pantyhose with whatever they had covered in pantyhose. Stroking & caressing turned into all four of us passionately worshiping each other.

Pat had made both Michelle & Jodi into our Hypnotic Pantyhose Mistress's Hypnotized Pantyhose Slaves before they could even be put into HER silky white pantyhose... It was as if SHE had done it herself... They were completely HERS already...

From that day on, everything at work took a drastic change. Suddenly, the company was focused on Quality, & I was given a separate office area upstairs, & a staff. Pat was reassigned to me to handle all things Sales & Engineering related, Jodi was assigned to me to handle all Administrative & Communications related, & Michelle was assigned to me as Corporate Communications & Support...

At least, that was the public story for our new sequestered diggs... Nobody could get in unless they were under our Hypnotic Pantyhose Mistress's or the girls hypnotic sway... While we were inside the offices, we were shoeless & pantyhosed... Nuzzling & worshiping were common occurrences, as were occasional visits from our Hypnotic Pantyhose Mistress...

Look for "Hypnotized Pantyhose Slave Chronicles VIII" for a Continuation of My Hypnotized Pantyhose Slavery Story, Encounters, & Adventures...

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3,11,8 for Sawyer

3. “Did you sleep well? Don’t lie to me, I watched you.”

11. “One more chance! I’m giving you one more chance to fucking stop resisting!”

8. “Don’t cover my love bites or else I’m going to add more.”

(Sawyer is flirtier than normal in this one since she seduced you so she's a bit more smug than she normally would be. Sorry this tooks so long, it sort of took me awhile to figure out a scenario for this.)

"Did you sleep well my beloved?" You scowl at her as you walk into your kitchen to get breakfast, hoping she would have already been gone, sleeping with your boss really was a horrible idea. You wished you could deny it but after three very long rounds the night before, you passed out like a log. "Don't lie to me, you know I watched you all night. It was hard not to when I finally had you right where I wanted you. Covered in my bites."

Your only response was yet another scowl, not wanting to anger her but also wanting to make it clear that she was an unwelcome presence.

"Actually, I slept horribly, I'm more of a solo person." This only got an amused chuckle out of her, possibly because both of you were entirely aware this was a stupid, half assed lie.

"I wish you would stop resisting our bond, we both know we're tied together for all eternity so fighting is such a waste of our time."

You roll your eyes, walking past her and beginning to gather her things. You shove a pile of her clothing and her bag towards her but she lets them drop on the floor and pulls you closer to her instead.

"My beloved, I'm gonna give you one more chance to quit resisting me."

"Whatever, just set me down, I have to prepare for work. Unlike you, I can't just relax." You were pretty sure you were out of concealer, damnit you'd have to put on a turtleneck to hide all of the bite marks. She seemed amused as you shuffled through your closet looking for an outfit that would cover all the stupid fucking marks.

"Is that what it seems like I'm doing to you? I would think finding my mate and claiming them would count as important business but if you don't see it that way then I'll have to work a bit harder."

You let out a small huff when you couldn't find anything with a high neck in your closet. You highly suspected she hid anything that could hide the marks on you, wanting everyone to know you were officially together.

"If you keep trying to hide my marks like this, it will only encourage me to add more, my beloved." You didn't need to turn around to know she had a smug look on her face. You used to think your boss was strict and annoying, as it turns out, you much prefered the strict and annoying side of her.

#yandere oc #yandere lesbian #yandere x reader #yandere x y/n #yandere asks #yandere scenarios #my oc sawyer

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"Jaune Gets A Gun AU - Day 3" Zombie Rampage...

Doom / Ash vs Evil Dead / Lollipop Chainsaw

All five girls shuffled behind Jaune as he walked back into the Convention Centre for the third day of the event. He was embarrassed and a little upset, plus confused. His lips were bruised, his face red, and his neck covered in hickeys and love bites. He knew ever single person that saw him was judging him.

The girls were a little embarrassed themselves, having given into their urges and competitive impulses. They all knew they had all molested the man, and for Emerald the girl of their dreams. Add in the fact he hadn't said two words to them since the incident, they all were worried they took it too far.

Jaune: (Over his shoulder) Best behaviour. We're here to get me a ranged option.

The quintet of young women nodded in agreement.

Jaune: And we will talk about what hap...

Bystander: RUN! RUN FOR YOUR LIVES!

Civilian: NO! IT CAN'T BE!?!

Street Prophet: I WAS RIGHT!

The crowd started to push past the sextet. All their eyes trying to see what was causing such wide panic.

Jaune: Over there...

Ruby/Pyrrha/Tiny Tina/Jinx: What the...

Emerald: What ARE those...

Jaune: Zombies.

The Girls: Say, what now?

Jaune: I want you all to stay back.

Pyrrha: We can help!

Jaune: No, you can't. I need you all to get to safety.

Ruby: Yes, we CAN!

Jaune: Have you ever been bitten by a Zombie?

Ruby: (Meekly) No.

Jaune: Even the slightest scratch, even with aura, you would doom yourselves to turning...

Tiny Tina: What about you? If that could happen to us, it could...

Jaune: It can't. I've been bitten before... and apparently I'm immune.

Tiny Tina/Jinx/Ruby/Emerald/Pyrrha: Say, what now?

Jaune: Get to safety!

The girls hesitated as Jaune reached out his hand and pulled a familiar looking chainsaw from thin air.

Pyrrha: Come with us, you can't do this alone!

????: He's not alone.

Jaune: Ash? When did you get here?

Ash: Been here since the start of the convention. S-Mart Booth. Shop Smart Shop S-Mart.

Jaune: Is it just us?

????: Nope.

Jaune: Juliet! Doom-guy!

Juliet: Hey, ya, Sweet cheeks! Looks like the gang's all back together!

Doom-Guy: (Grunts)

Tiny Tina: (To the other girls) Did he say the one in the armour's name is Doom-Guy?

The others just nod, and watch in complete and utter disbelief at this scenario, as Jaune starts his chant. Ia flash of light, Jaune changed.

Juliet: You are so adorable in that outfit! I just want to accessorize with you!

Jaune: Maybe later, right now we have a city to save.

Ash: This is going to be... Groovy.

Doom-Guy: (Grunts)

The sound of four separate chainsaws roaring to life, causes the girls to step back, and with wide eyes, brimming with fear and horror they watch as the quartet of chainsaw wielders charges the horde...

Jaune: Hit the music!

Girls: Music?

Doom-Guy: (grunts as he touched a button on the inside of his forearm)

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Ruby: I think I'm going to be sick.

As the slaughter raged on, the quintet of girls all had the same thought. Jaune was going to need a shower before any of them tried to kiss him again.

(SO SORRY, but I couldn't resist this idea when it popped into my head! But on a side note, "Somewhere in Vale..." is now cannon for this AU. Hope you enjoyed.)

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