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nevernonline · 6 months

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could i have (ot13 if comfortable but if not 95z and/or 96z) reaction to 14th member!reader debuting in a famous girl group aswell as being in svt, and how they would react if reader was to perform a "sexy" song during an award show <3

hi!! thank yew sm for the rec! they ended up getting LONG im so sorry, so I did everyone thru hoshi for now. if you want the rest pls come back to me lol. please enjoy, I hope you like it!! xo.

svt reactions to member and their gg doing a sexy debut concept:

seungcheol:

You decided to keep your new debut song as a secret from the rest of the boys. A little bit because you figured they’d roast you and a little bit because you were afraid of Seungcheol's reaction to the semi-skimpy outfit you were wearing. Behind the stage you caught a small glimpse of the monitor and noticed the members sitting just directly to the right of the performance stage, a perfect spot to see you in full view. Seungcheol was somewhat of an authority figure to you and ever since you could remember he was the one you wanted to impress the most. The sound of your in-ear kicked in and a stage direction came through it was time to take your place under the bright red lights donning the arena. Out of the corner of your eye you watched as he and the rest of the group clapped wildly while the music came over the speakers. You and your red lace tights, with a matching mini dress, and black garter began the carefully practiced movements. Seungcheol’s smile fell less and less as you continued your performance, not for the reason people thought, well maybe a little. He had never seen you like that, sexy and confident parading around in a dress that just slightly covered your butt. When the night was over you headed back to your room, he was sitting waiting for you outside. Just a subtle finger wave pulled you over to him and he confessed something through his clenched jaw. You looked too good for him to handle himself and that he wanted to be the only person who got to take you home, his jealousy got the better of him that night, but he knows now you only belonged to him.

jeonghan:

When Jeonghan found out you were debuting in a new unit he felt a little welcome of the green monster inside of him, not because you were moving on or moving up, whatever, but because he wasn’t the one controlling all of your attention anymore. You made new friends, you were off spending all of your nights practicing, getting a new hairstyle, clothes, a new life almost. It wasn’t that he hadn’t been over the moon happy for you, but that he just missed you. The days before your debut showcase, you sent a text to all the members an invitation to come watch the show, everyone replied, besides Jeonghan. It was weird to you, like, you weren’t sure the exact reasons he wouldn’t respond. He was still posting on instagram, weverse, going to work with the rest of the boys, but avoiding you. When the day finally came you saw the smiling faces of twelve of your friends in the crowd, missing the prettiest face of them all. You took your marks lying down on the floor, feeling your adrenaline rushing in your veins. As the saxophone started your hips left their original position on the floor and your head raised up greeted with the familiar lips of Jeonghan, smirking in your face. You felt the blood in your body boil, forcing you to hit the sultry choreography even harder than you normally would. Essentially showing off for him, grinding your hips fully into the movement, never leaving his gaze. After the showcase was over you and your members were all in the greenroom celebrating, when a knock came onto the door. A bouquet of flowers with a small pink note sticking out of them. ‘Down for a private showcase and an apology? 8:00pm at my place. Please come.’ - JH.

joshua:

When it came to you Joshua was just a little awkward, he never knew how to relate to you, not that he didn’t want to, it was just that you were fundamentally different. The members were asked to react for your group's YouTube channel to your new music video to a new title track called ‘What would you do?’ The concept was based around a girl having too many options for her next boyfriend after her ex was too jealous to keep her around. The reactions from the rest of the group were explosive and loud as they watched you and your members flirting with different guys in outfits that left basically nothing to the imagination. There was a moment in the music video that had him side eyeing the group around him, cheering you on as you kissed a random extra on the mouth, before he stripped you of your button down t-shirt. The feeling in his stomach was something he never felt towards you before. Suddenly he felt like that video was a message, Joshua was always jealous of the amount of male attention you had gotten, especially from outside people who you didn’t even know. He always tried to protect you from the gaze of them or their advances towards you. He realized how much he related to your on screen boyfriend, the one who wasn’t sure how to handle their partner getting a little too much attention from other sources and not enough from them, but he never made it clear that he felt that way and it wasn’t fair that he could be so filled with envy when you’re just doing your job. When the black screen came on the laptop, you asked the seventeen members their thoughts, Joshua stayed pretty quiet, just agreeing with the praises from everyone else. As the room became more empty he took a chance to come over to you and tell you his own thoughts without the camera rolling or other ears listening in. He admitted his jealousy and the reasons why he has been awkward around you as of late. It’s because he wanted you badly, but he was too shy until now to say it.

jun:

You and Jun had been secretly dating for over a year, it was easy to do. I mean mostly everyone saw you together twenty-four-seven anyway. You’ve been best friends at the company since you both got your contracts. Two friends who didn’t speak each other's languages but were willing to learn and grow together. When you got the invitation to debut in a new group outside of him, he was ecstatic for you, celebrating all the hard work you both put in for many years. It wasn’t hard telling him everything about what you and the rest of the girls were practicing and working on, you constantly showed him clips and had him listen to recordings from your debut EP you had been working on. One night you and Jun were sitting on the floor of your dorm, looking through the work you both had to do for the coming days when he came across a new file of your dance practice. He spotted you right away, tight white tank top and short denim shorts, your long socks pulled up past your knees. Before pressing play he flipped the screen of the ipad toward you with a menacing look on his face, basically begging for you to come clean about this particular video. He knew the concept of your group was not childish like girl crush or high schoolers, but he didn’t expect it to be so, what did he call it? Dirty? You prompted him to press play and he did multiple times over.

soonyoung:

Soonyoung wasn't used to you asking for help, especially with dance. But when you called him for help he was happy to oblige you and give you any advice you needed, you booked out a studio space, a room with dark colored walls and sultry lighting, soonyoung had come before you to warm up and mess around with some choreography on his own. The padlock of the door buzzed, revealing you in an oversized hoodie covering the tight pair of shorts underneath. Your hair was down, you had no makeup on, but you were accompanied by the singular black bar chair you dragged in your hand behind you. “Soony, hi. Thank you for coming.” Soonyoung greeted you and ran up to your side, helping you with your bag and the ominous chair. “I’m shocked you needed my help.” You shake your head, knowing exactly where he was coming from, but he was your only hope of getting comfortable with your new concept. Someone brave and not shy when it came to performing. “Once you see what it is, maybe you’ll think differently.” The bright screen of your laptop ignited between you as you pressed play to watch your performance leader and the choreographer dancing a passionate partner dance, involving that very black chair the male had been confused about before. “You guys are doing this?” You just shook your head yes pressing pause on the rest of the video where your male counterpart will exit the stage. “If you don’t want to help it’s okay, I get it.” Soonyoung pressed himself up off the ground, and grabbed your hands indicating he was willing to help. “No, I do. Come on.” He remembered all the times you were shy of physical touch, except from him. As you worked on the dance you had gotten closer and closer, his hands rested on your lower back as you twirled your body around the chair, ending with a moment of you straddling his thighs before the ending of his part where he picks you up for a partner lift, holding your barely clothes butt in his hands. He couldn’t imagine you getting the opportunity to do this with anybody else, not to mention in front of a crowd of people and many more online. As your body slid it’s way down his and you tried to break contact to walk and stop the music, he couldn’t let go.

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miyaur · 11 months

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pairings. blade x gn!reader

synopsis. nsfw alphabet w blade gg ez, a-n only becuz im l-l-lazy....

a - aftercare (what are they like after the deed?)

blud lowkey don't give a shit about you if you aren't that close, lmao

but if you are, probably kind of clingy, and really caring. a lot of cuddling, don't tell me i'm wrong cuz i'm NOT.

in some cases, and instances, those.. 'activities' you both have do make him quite exhausted, and most of the time it really just ends with him showering you, cleaning you up, and just being in his embrace (more utc.)

b - body part (their fave body part, of themselves, and their partner's!)

probably for himself; would be his hands. just in general, plus he knows how well they treat you anyway! so why wouldn't it be his favorite? and for you, probably loves everything, doesn't know what he'd do without it, can't decide on one sole favorite, maybe your stomach and probably your neck!

c - cum (cum, anything to do with it)

will cum on your face, if not, he'll come inside, nothing in between.

i dont know how to elaborate here but um, the way his cum be sprayed all over ur face is just so mmmm to him. makes him hard all over again!

d - dirty secret (self explanatory)

not rly dirty, but wants to see you get a necklace with his name on it, or a collar with his name on it, and while he pounds so recklessly, he wants to see that pretty little pendant of his bouncing up and down on your neck, very fond of the idea, but never would actually say it to you, unless you really push him enough.

e - experience (has bro done the deed before?)

maybe? not that experienced probably, but has messed around with somebody before yes!

he knows what he's doing though, don't worry. but overall probably just did it once or twice, barely can call it sex

he probably read about sex before doing it with you, cause he wanted it to go perfectly.

f - favorite position (self explanatory pt2)

just as long as he can see your face, missionary, cowgirl, let it be anything, just as long as he can see how your face just gets so corrupted because of his big cock.

g - goofy (is bro serious about sex?)

very serious, it's almost funny, but it isn't, he's dedicated, and will show it.

but maybe when you both get closer, and are able to be more intimate with each other, in relationship wise, and etc., sure he'll laugh once or twice about a mistake he's done.

h - hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

um, yes and no?? i don't really know, i can't rly tell, like maybe thrice a week sure, and the rest of the week he don't really care, it gets messy when you both fuck anyways. and yes, black hair, thats it, idk how to elaborate ab this LMAO

i - intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

gets too embarassed. no he will not show his blushing face, even if he's already inside, probably takes like, a round or two before he does

kind of like, he'd giggle about it and go okay bae

but also would be the kind of guy to go, "i want to be the only man, the only person, in this whole galaxy, this whole universe, to make you feel like this."

j - jack off (master bait :D)

yes, very often, no other choice, i cant say otherwise. likes to imagine its you on that monster ahh cock instead of his hand, be real, he the type to do that. uses imagination wisely, and does it when you're away from him, on a mission, or whatever, needs you 24/7 tho

k - kink/s

degrading you like it's his life's purpose. loves you like it's the calm life he's been looking for since forever, but will degrade you, calls you slut, whore, made for his cock, and all that jazz.

oh but facesitting; super big fan, wants to just be in you, tongue up in your hole, while he just strokes his cock, just needs you to sit on his face so bad

be so fucking honest w me, he probably turned on by the idea of getting pegged, or getting anal. won't admit it out loud, but he wants to get treated like a prince. like just wants you to make him feel so good, that's it.

l - location

doesn't give a fuck if other people hear, will fuck you in an alleyway if he feels like it, or if you feel like it, in the public bathroom <3 but just way prefers being in bed with you, feels more romantic, and gives off more feeling to the moment, in his own opinion, will do whatever you're comfortable with.

n - no no

roleplay, anything related to it, it seriously grosses him out

non con, in general, he's disgusted by it, i know that for a fact.

don't degrade him please, he's heard, and been called all kinds of names before, and it's not like he ever liked them.

don't hurt him, it's clear in his skill he does hurt himself in the process</3, im sure he seriously just wants to love you, and wants it back, his degrading is to a small extent, and it's just in the heat of the moment thing!

#hsr scenarios #hsr x you #hsr x reader #hsr smut #hsr blade #honkai star rail scenarios #honkai star rail x you #honkai star rail x reader smut #honkai star rail x reader #blade x you #blade hsr #blade x reader #honkai star rail smut

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thewertsearch · 8 months

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GG: when i was REALLY young, i was sure the doll sitting across from him did it GG: and for a long time i was terrified of the evil blue girl!!! GG: she sort of haunted my childhood and i had trouble sleeping for a long time

The funny thing is, you probably did have trouble sleeping because of an evil blue girl. Vriska's been awfully trigger-happy lately.

GG: but of course i got older and realized that was silly, but then i just speculated that maybe it was suicide

Homestuck's overall tone isn't too dark, but sometimes it sucker-punches you with shit like this.

The Jade who 'got older' was still younger than thirteen. She thought he killed himself, and then she stuffed and mounted his corpse.

AT: i JUST WANTED, AT: tO MAKE IT POSSIBLE SO THAT i WAS THE ONE INVOLVED WITH BEING THE HERO THERE, AT: tO SAVE YOU, AT: lIKE, tO PUT MYSELF IN YOUR STORY, iN A BRAVE CAPACITY, [...]

I think I just got monkey-pawed.

Tavros, when I said I wanted you to learn from Vriska...

This was not what I meant!

AT: tHAT'S WHAT FEELING GOOD AND POSITIVE ABOUT YOURSELF IS ALL ABOUT,

Kanaya and the rest did their best, but the simple fact of the matter is that Tavros doesn't understand self-esteem. He needs therapy, not well-meaning teenagers.

AT: rEMEMBER, i TALKED TO YOU A LOT WHEN YOU WERE SLEEPING, [...] AT: wE TALKED ABOUT LOTS OF THINGS, aND WE HAD SOME THINGS IN COMMON, aND IT WAS NICE, [...] AT: aND i THINK [...] AT: tHAT MAYBE i HAVE SOME POSSIBLE RED FEELINGS FOR YOU,

My expression is Jade's. We are in sync here.

GG: i dont think i can reciprocate! [...] AT: bUT WHAT ABOUT, AT: mY ATTRACTIVE BRAVADO, [...] AT: iSN'T THAT, AT: sUPPOSED TO BE VERY ATTRACTIVE, aND ENCOURAGE THE MAJOR HAVING OF FLUSHED FEELINGS IN OTHERS,

Forget Karkat and Vriska. I think it's Tavros who's been watching too many Earth movies.

I can't dunk on him like Eridan - there's a world of difference between the two - but I am a little worried that the Prince of Hope has been coaching Tavros behind the scenes.

#homestuck liveblog #full liveblog #act 5.2 #s94 #3055

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sokkadora · 1 year

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hugs — hunter (gg) x noceda!reader

summary: your first hug with hunter after a week of not seeing each other much (you’re back to school in the human realm) and he conks out during the middle of it

a/n: this is based off of what zeno said about hunter avoiding hug’s because they’re too comfortable and he’ll fall asleep 🙁🙁 HES SO CUTEBSJSJS AND HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!

wc: 638

warnings: being tired, hunter being a sweetie pie

Being Camila and Manny’s first child, there were more trial and errors with you than there were with your younger sister.

And it’s not that you were upset, but being a year younger than mostly all of your classmates could be a bit belittling — Gus understood that. And so did Hunter.

Speaking of which, after returning from the demon realm with your sister and your friends, you’d been too busy to do anything for yourself with school, applying for colleges, working on a way back, and your job at Camila’s veterinary clinic.

It’s been exhausting, but, fall break was about to begin in…

You glance at the clock above the chalkboard, narrowing your eyes at the 1 minute and 23… 22… 21…

Oh, whatever.

Shoving your notebook and computer back into your book bag, you heaved a sigh doing so.

You’d been given a break from work for the week, the staff all adored you and Luz and encouraged this break, saying that “you’d been spending too much time at work,” and “that boyfriend of yours must be missing you.”

You appreciated the concern, but not the teasing. Even if it was coming from a place of love.

RING! RING! RING!

Slinging your bag over your shoulder, you swiftly exited your class, ignoring the concerned look on your friend Masha’s face as you quickly scurried out. They’d be able to call you later anyhow.

Luz found you out at your car and waved softly. You ruffled her hair when she got in arms reach, and you both got into the car to ride home.

When she found out you and Hunter had started dating, she was a little (very) concerned and yet… excited for you. You had always been a role model for her, and she couldn’t harp on you for finding someone that made you happy.

Even if they were evil. At the time.

Hunter’s pretty much family now, along with Vee. You see him cooking with Camila and your heart warms, because you never thought you’d find something like what your parents had.

When you get home, your mom hasn’t arrived yet, and the others are in the shack behind the house. Luz goes to see them, but you stumble inside tiredly, ready to nap after the relentless and hectic past few months that barely let you rest.

Flopping your bag onto your desk, you followed suite by flopping onto the chair at your desk with a huff.

You were beginning to drift until…

“(Y/n)?”

Heavy eyelids shot open, and you sat up straight, quickly wiping the drool off your face before turning to the door.

Hunter poked his head in through the cracked open door, you stood to greet him with a smile. It had been almost a week since you’d really been able to talk and you missed him. A lot more than you were willing to admit out loud at least.

“Hey, you,” You yawned, sliding out of the chair as you stretched your body. Hunter closed the door, his hands clenching and unclenching as he watched you. “What’s up?”

“I just…” Hunter sighed, scratching the back of his neck with a blush on his cheeks. “I missed you a lot this week. We didn’t really get to see each other.” He pouts, and your surprise quickly turns to fondness.

“I missed you too, tiger.” You said with a big smile, standing from the chair and engulfing him in a hug. “At least we have next we—“

HOOOOOOONK—

Aaaaaaaand, he’s out.

You grimace playfully, but pull him over to your bed and fall back with him laying on top of you. He’s heavy, but the weight feels comfortable. Hunter, feels comfortable.

You fell asleep with him not soon afterwards. After all, he was a much better cuddle buddy than a wooden desk.

#golden guard x reader #hunter noceda x reader #hunter toh x reader #toh hunter x reader #hunter imagine #hunter x you #the owl house x reader #luzura writes #olive writes #zoe's works #my works

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rd0265667 · 11 months

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Hanni x Reader: Like you wouldn't believe

Staring blankly at the heart locket in her hand, Hanni fidgeted a little, pressing the little button, the clasp unlocking with a click You were always so beautiful, She could get lost in your eyes forever. Oh, if only she could.

It was 3 years ago, she still remembers clinging onto your shoulder, nagging you about the journey "Did you take your pills?" She questioned, rummaging around your bag as you chuckled, reaching to the front pocket of your bag "Would you just calm down darling, even if I don't take these pills, I still won't forget you. I could never forget you, my love." You turned to her, ruffling her hair. She puffed her cheeks up, as you chuckled, squeezing her cheeks and laughing. "I've got to go now darling, but I'll text you once I get a signal again, okay? I love you" You whispered into her ear, as she nodded, giggling as she felt your light breath on her neck, before mumbling a soft "I love you too" "Link up?" She took her locket, pulling it up as you chuckled, pulling your half of the locket, merging it to form a heart. "Stay safe!" She shouted out, hugging you before you left. If she knew what would happen, she would have hugged you just a little longer. Hugged you forever.

Resting on her couch, the news flickered on her television, shattering her heart. "A ship has gone down near the Pacific Sea, and while some were able to make it to the life boats, there are a number of passengers who have been missing." Rushing to her computer, She found the list of passengers who were missing and were unable to make it on the lifeboats, her heart sinking. L/N Y/N

Seeing feet shuffle from the corner of her eye, Minji looked at the locket in my hand, a look of sadness and pity on her face, before she took her seat next to Hanni, buckling up as the air steward reminded her of the turbulence. In an obvious bid to get her mind off the locket, Minji pulled out a file of documents, setting it on her collapsible table Inside the file was the information about a songwriter Hybe wanted them to meet, the song writer being in charge of their next song and wanted to meet the girls to better understand how the song writing should be approached Sighing, She pushed the documents away, having read it beforehand, her eyeline finding itself back on the locket, and the person inside it. Even now, her heart still yearns for you.

After dealing with the normal dose of paparazzi, the 5 girls found themselves in the back of the company chartered van, speculating on the mysterious person they were supposed to meet. This person's work had received critical acclaim from many artistes, and NewJeans were the first Korean GG to be able to partner up with them "Hopefully he or she isn't some eccentric billionaire type." Minji chuckled as the 5 girls descended from the van, the others lightly chuckling before they were let into the studio. The 5 entered a room with papers scattered everywhere, and in the middle of the room, a figure sat, spinning in the chair to face the girls "Hi, NewJeans, it's a pleasure to meet you." The figure got up, bowing and greeting the girls. While three of the girls bowed, two of them stood in shock Unable to contain herself, Hanni charged at the figure, throwing them into a tearful embrace. "Y/N! Where have you been!" Hanni shouted as you stood, stunned before Hanni was forcibly removed from Y/N "Miss, just because you're an idol doesn't mean you get to touch whoever you want!" She shouted, before turning to you "Are you okay baby?" "I'm fine Jen" Recoiling, Hanni looked in confusion "Y/N, don't you remember me?" She questioned, her heart slowly breaking once again "Who are you?" Y/N asked, slightly breathless from the shock Feeling short of breath, Hanni grabbed her chest, her hand finding the locket which had what seemed like the last thing that was of her Y/N. "Wait, that!" Jennifer exclaimed, reaching into a drawer at the table, pulling out the other side of the locket, Hanni's eyes flaring open. "That's it! That's the other side of the locket, see!" Hanni ran up, connecting the 2 sides together, unclasping the lockets, expecting to see the joined photo that she and Y/N had split up for the locket. Instead, where there was supposed to be her picture, a picture of the girl Y/N was with instead. That same girl approached Hanni, looking at her with a look of understanding now. "You knew Y/N before the incident?" She asked, Hanni nodding as Minji ran up to comfort her. She then lead Minji and Hanni out into the empty hallway, as she introduced herself as Jennifer, or Yunjin if they preferred her Korean name, then explained what happened.

Jennifer was out at a nearby river, fishing when a small glint by the river caught her eye, and as Jennifer rowed over, she was shocked to find someone unconscious, hunched over a piece of debris as the waters buoyed the debris, waves dictating the movement. In shock, Jennifer quickly pulled the unconscious body onto her boat, rowing back to her house, where her mom, who just was a doctor, did preliminary checks on the body. After doing checks on the body, other than a concussion, no other major injuries had been sustained. You eventually came to consciousness, awaking in the small hospital ran by Jennifer's mom, the only hospital in the small town she lived in. You introduced yourself as Y/N, and thought that it was 2016. After checking the things you had on you, a locket with a picture ruined by the waters, and a bottle of pills., they did some checking, After some testing, Jennifer's mom determined that it was dementia pills, and that the concussion added with the early onset dementia resulted in memory loss, that would most likely be permanent(I know this isn't how Amnesia and Dementia interacts, but it's for the sake of the story)

Hearing that, Hanni fell backwards, Minji narrowly saving her from hitting the ground. 2016. Two years before you and Hanni got together. You meeting her. You forgot loving her. You forgot her. Her last promise to you. She forgot it.

As Hanni stood stunned in disbelief, Minji and Jennifer had to go back to official talk, agreeing to still continue the collaboration, Jennifer wanting Hanni to spend some time with you too. Even though she was your girlfriend, she didn't think it was her place to stop you from getting your memories back.

The meal was awkward, to say the least. Minji had explained the situation to the other 3 girls, and now, the 7 of them sat at the table together. Sensing the tension at the table, and the conflicted look on Hanni's face, Jennifer began serving up food to the NewJeans members and Y/N, setting a special side of Avocados for Y/N "Y/N doesn't like avacados." Hanni said, voice dripping with jealousy, and a little despair. "I do...Maybe the person you knew didn't like them, but I do." You said, Jennifer recoiling slightly at the harsh tone she had never heard you use before. Hanni stared at you lifelessly, before running out, tears dripping as Minji excused herself, going to comfort her friend. Frustrated, you buried your face in your hands. You hated this feeling. Slamming your fists on the table, you left, Jennifer chasing after you as the 3 girls were left sitting at the table, unsure of what to do.

"Y/N, why are you acting like this!" Jennifer questioned, looking slightly disappointed as you crossed your arms, your stern demeanour not dissipating. "You know I don't like thinking about the past, and now you're keeping someone here who's going to make me think of it 24/7, without even asking me first." You shot back, Jennifer pursing her lips together before walking to you, lightly holding your hand "Put yourself in her shoes Y/N. What if I disappear one day, and you thought I was dead for 3 years, only to discover that I was alive all that time, but I didn't remember you anymore and didn't want anything to do with you. How would you feel..." You hung your head, she was right, you hadn't considered how difficult this must be for Hanni. "I'll do what I can."

"Hanni, are you okay?" Minji shouted frantically as she raced through the studio, trying to find Hanni, only to find the Vietnamese girl burying her fist into a wall, screaming and crying as the wall felt merely a fraction of the hurt Hanni was feeling, her bloody knuckles colliding with the drywall, staining the white walls. "It's broke! Broken! A promise I spent the last 3 years believing. BROKEN!" Hanni screamed, unleashing another flurry of punches into the wall before falling to the side from exhaustion, her tears staining the ground she laid upon as Minji looked, the fact that her friend was in pain and she couldn't do anything about it was eating her up inside. She wanted so badly to help Hanni forget this pain she was feeling, forget how much it all hurt, but how? She got her love back, only to lose her love all over again. Minji wanted to tell Hanni that it was all going to be okay, that it wouldn't hurt so much, but Hanni had been lied to too many times. This would just be the latest in a long string of heartbreaking lies. As Minji helped Hanni up from the ground, Jennifer ran over, hearing the commotion, calling out for you to get the first aid kit.

"Are you okay?" You asked, lightly applying ointment to Hanni's knuckles, the idol gritting her teeth in pain "What do you care." She muttered out, her voice now monotonous. "I'm sorry, Ms Pham." You muttered out, cursing yourself the moment you said it, aware of the hurt it caused Hanni, noticing the void in her eyes as you applied the dressing over her wound. "Save it." She said icily, the only way she could talk without breaking down again. As you secured the dressing, she stood up, her left shoulder colliding into you as she left. From the back of the room, Jennifer came out, pinching the bridge of her nose in frustration. "Ms Pham? It's like you want to break her heart..." Still lightly peeved from the bump earlier, you rolled your eyes "You're forgetting that I don't know her! I might be her former lover, but to me, she's just Miss Pham. Pham Hanni of NewJeans. Nothing more than a business acquaintance. Nobody." You grumbled out, Jennifer sighing before tensing up, noticing a shadow at the door that bolted away just moments after. This was going to be tough. "Aish, just try, for her sake alright? We have a recording session in 3 hours." Jennifer said, patting your back as you packed up the first-aid kit

"So I whipped up some demos for you guys based on the music I've heard from you guys recently, have a listen." You explained, before turning the speakers on. Jennifer was sitting at your side, helping you with the inputs, and the NewJeans girls were sitting behind you two As the music played on, you couldn't help but look with a twinge of guilt at Hanni. From the few videos you had watched of her, she was usually a pretty bubbly and cheerful girl, so seeing her so lifeless and sad, especially because you were the cause of it, wasn't a great feeling. Behind you, Hanni sat at her seat, devoid of emotion, despite her rather pivotal role when it came to NewJean's discography, her mind was blank. Nobody. Nobody. That's all she was to you now. Nobody. She lowered her head once again, before something caught her eye, as she pulled a tissue out, extending it to you. Just before you could ask Hanni what that was for, you let out a sneeze, grabbing the tissue from Hanni's hand before uttering a thanks "How did you-" "Your right ear twitches before you sneeze." Hanni explained, averting her gaze from you once again "Wow, I didn't even know about that." You exclaimed, a little surprised that Hanni could notice something so minor "Yeah, not bad for a nobody huh?" Hanni shot back, your face lowering as you realised she had heard what you had said previously "Let's focus on the music, shall we?" Sensing the tension, Minji stepped in, trying to prevent another incident. You nodded, turning back to the computer as you felt Hanni's eyes on you, not knowing just how much longing and hurt hid behind her emotionless eyes

After the music session, the 5 girls headed back to the hotel, Haerin whispering to Danielle in the back of the van, Minji holding Hyein as she rested, all eyes on the heartbroken girl in front of them. Even as she slept, Hanni was plagued with a nightmare. A nightmare that was so real. Maybe because it was. Because the moment Hanni lost you all over again kept replaying in her head. She didn't have you back for more a minute, before cruel fate ripped you out of her arms once again.

Hanni knew it was a bad idea. She knew that it was just going to hurt going back to the studio early, by herself. But like a moth to a flame, no matter how badly it hurt her, she so desperately wanted to see you again. So, 2 hours before her group mates were supposed to leave the hotel, she left on her own, travelling to the studio. Walking into the studio, Hanni froze, her mind travelling back to the happy times she used to have with you, as your melodious laugh filled the studio. Hanni missed that laugh so much. She would watch your videos together when she was sad, when she was missing you, and watched the way you and her used to have fun, the way you would laugh out in joy and ecstasy when you beat her in a video game. But a video recording couldn't capture the way you made Hanni's soul feel a little better when you laughed, how you would make her happy when she didn't think she could be happy anymore. Hiding behind the pillar, Hanni peeked around it, seeing you tumbling around with Jennifer, your hair a mess as the two of you played around, jumping from place to place, side to side, giggling as she landed on top of you, tickling you as the two of you laughed, smiling and screaming. From behind the pillar, Hanni found herself smiling too. You were happy, Hanni missed seeing you happy.

Noticing the new shadow in the studio, Jennifer quickly got up from on top of you, awkwardly smiling to Hanni, "Hey Hanni, anything wrong?" Hanni smiled back, a happy look you hadn't seen since you met her two days ago. "Nope. Nothing at all"

The week went by in a flash. You and Jennifer produced about 3 songs for NewJean's new comeback, and you found yourself having pretty good chemistry with Hanni, working together well and bouncing off of each others ideas. Hanni was back to how you saw her on those variety shows, happy and energetic, messing around with her members in the studio and being an overall funny person. It was fun. The day that NewJeans headed to the airport to head back to Korea, you and Jennifer travelled to send them off. As you waved goodbye to them, you signalled to Hanni to wait a little, before turning to Jennifer, lightly grabbing her hand and squeezing it. "Could you wait in the car?" You asked, Jennifer getting a little nervous as she looked at you in confusion "I'll be with you in a bit. There's just something I have to do."

"What did you want to talk about?" Hanni asked as the two of you leaned on the railings to the departure hall. "I just wanted to apologise for the way I acted when you first got here, and say that I'm sorry I'm not the person you want me to be." You explained, looking up as Hanni turned over to look at you. "No, it was my fault, I shouldn't have acted as if you owed me your old self, and don't apologise. You might not be the person I fell in love with, but who you are isn't so bad either. Besides, I'm glad you're happy with Jennifer, she really loves you" Smiling, the two of you exchanged glances, before Hanni checked her phone, Minji rushing her to get in. "I've gotta get going. See you around" Hanni said, pulling her luggage along with her as she turned toward the hall, as you said goodbye, turning to move to the car. As Hanni walked slowly, she halted in her tracks once more as she heard your voice travel over to her. "I bet we were fun." You said, tears dripping down Hanni's face as a bittersweet smile adorned her face, reminiscing on all the happy moments she had with you. "Oh, like you wouldn't believe."

#angst #rd0265667 #hanni #hanni x reader #pham hanni x reader #newjeans x reader #newjeans hanni #hanni fanfic #pham hanni fanfic #new jeans pham hanni fanfic

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eunkitarot · 1 month

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Hellooo can u please do ni-ki enhypen ideal type?? Thankss

Hi 😊 sure , tarot reading for

Ni-ki ideal type

The hanged man: with this card it seems like he likes someone that take it slow. Someone that likes slow burns like him. Im getting friendship kinda SO. Somebody that he can be friends first then slowly get closer. Someone that dont rush into things. He believes in comfortable love bcs at the end of the day if you want to spend the rest of your life with the person, u gotta find someone that u can be happy with for the little things. With this card i think he is also seeking someone that can help him grow. In fact help each other grow as time passes.

Knight of wands: So even though Ni-ki wants a slow burn he wants his SO to be ambitious and a dream chaser. Someone that is not lazy is what im getting. Someone that have goals and chases those goals. Someone courageous that knows what they are doing. He wants his SO to be a passionate person when it comes to their career and also in their relationship. He wants a bit of healthy obsession. Infatuation is still important to him ofc.

Four of wands: he wants his SO as someone grounded. Someone stable and someone beautiful. On in the inside and the outside. Ni-ki is a family person and he wants an SO that would be able to give him a home that he can go back to and rest after a long day. He wants someone that feels like a home to him. Someone that gets along well with his family will defo be his ideal type. Something abt being able to mingle around in the community as a couple? Like for eg, organising a bbq for family and friends to hang out together.

The Hermit: Someone private.Someone that is just like him. Since he is japanese, he keeps mostly to himself and he want someone that does the same thing. He feels like he don't want a SO that runs their mouth to other ppl about their relationship. What happens between the 2 of u stays between the 2 of you. Even though he like community and family , he too want something gg on that only the 2 of u know abt it.

The devil: this card honestly i dont really wanna talk abt it😭 bcs u know Ni-ki is a guy. And in any relationship ppl have needs😭 im really uncomfortable talking abt this. But what im seeing is, his SO has to be someone he is s**ually attracted too. Someone that he finds attractive on the outside eg body. That is desireable to him.

Overall if u see his ideal type is a bit of best of both worlds so he wants someone that is balanced. That is family oriented but can be private. That is slow burn but passionate. Someone that is beautiful on the inside but also on the outside. Someone that just hits the right spot. A very appropriate person.

Anyways i hope u like my reading :)

#enhypen #enhypen niki #nishimura riki #enhypen ideal type #kpop tarot #enhypen tarot

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cannibalizedyke · 2 years

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Eddie comes home after a rough day (maybe something related to Jason) and the reader is all quiet but then gives him a bracelet that has their name and then she shows that she has a bracelet that says Eddie and he just hugs her and breaks down because he’s just so happy to have her

this is so cute :(( i might make a alternate version of this with agere!reader bc that was my first thought when i saw this request and i think it would just be adorable

word count: 367

warnings: language, mention of drug dealing, gn!reader (no pronouns used)

taglist: @gg-is-a-loser @yesshewrites1 @urlocalhippie2029 @beautifulrunwaymodelsblog

Eddie's day had been absolute shit. He'd failed his pre-calculus midterm (again), Jason had been especially horrible during lunch, and on top of everything he had to stay after school for a drug deal so he had to wait even longer before he got to see you. At least now he got to go home. His plan was simply to fall into your arms and sleep for the rest of the day, but apparently you had other plans.

"Baby, are you okay?" he asked, concern creasing his brow. You were being quiet. Unusually quiet.

You nodded, then held out your hand. On it was a bracelet, a piece of pink thread with your name spelled out in letter beads.

Eddie's mouth opened slightly in mild surprise, taking it. You leaned forward and tied it onto his wrist, and he noticed you had one just like it on your own. The only difference was that instead of your name being spelled out on the beads, his was. Eddie burst into tears.

You jerked back in shock, not used to seeing him sob so openly. "Are you okay?" you asked quietly, hesitantly stepping forward to take him into your arms.

He nodded, but he was still crying. "You're just… so… perfect," he said between sobs.

You laughed uncomfortably. "No, Eddie, no, I'm not."

"Y-yes, you are," he insisted, sitting up and wiping away his tears. "I've had such an awful day and I come home to you and your sweet little bracelets and immediately my day's okay. You don't have to do anything, just you being here makes me feel so relaxed and better and… you're just perfect."

"Why are you crying, then?" you asked.

He laughed, shaking his head. "They're happy tears, baby. Cause I'm just so lucky to have you."

You allowed yourself a small smile, laughing a bit. "I'm glad I make you feel better. You make me feel relaxed too. I think I'm lucky to have you."

Eddie smiled, still tearing up slightly, and pulled you into his lap. He kissed the side of your head. "I love you so much," he told you softly.

"I love you too," you whispered back, your smile widening.

#eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x you #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson x gn!reader #eddie munson imagine #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson oneshot #eddie munson blurb #eddie munson drabble #eddie munson fanfiction #eddie munson fanfic #eddie munson fic #eddie munson

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k-martins · 8 months

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SPOILERS CH 6 FROM JJK S2

I just watched the episode and some thoughts I had.

_ The opening is incredible. I looked loop on twitter!!!! All the symbolism, the scenes, the hand signals (I feel like I'll never forget what Mahoraga's wheel looks like after this). I almost cried with Nanamin and Nobara. I don't want to lose them!!!! This season is going to be great!!!!! I'm not ready for her pain. (Could we have some extra scenes????)

_ Yuji wanting his friends to see the movies he likes is so cute!!! I don't remember if it's the same movie he talked about with Junpei, but it reminded me of him and the scene that was supposed to be cute turned into tears in my eyes. (Nobara was right, that movie looks disgusting)

_ Why did I have the impression that Osawa was blonde???? Whatever, she looks adorable and I feel a little bad for her. As someone who has been bullied because of her weight, I can sympathize with her situation. I would also want to date Yuji after what he said (Yuji looks equally as cute in the flashbacks, but it's weird to see him without the scars under his eyes)

_ Nobara, my girl!!!!! I miss them so much!!!! Don't go to Shibuya my daughter! Stay at home or go find Saori!!!! DO NOT GO NEAR SHIBUYA!!!!!!!!

_ Megumi really looks like someone who is jealous, but won't show it. And who takes a book to a conversation with their friend?????? (Me and Megumi) Of course, I missed him a little looking at his beautiful nails, but it's cute how he was willing to carry Yuji's stuff as he said goodbye to Osawa.

_ YUJI MY BEAUTIFUL BABY!!!!! HE IS TOO PRECIOUS FOR THIS WORLD!!!!!!! I don't want him to ever lose that beautiful, pure, fun smile, but that's asking too much.

_ I didn't lose that crumb from Itafushi, MAPPA!!!!! Yuji knowing Megumi's favorite popcorn flavor is so JAJSSJSDMJSJKS. I bet it's something he's noticed whenever they watch a movie at the theater. I'm actually surprised it's butterscotch. Megumi looked like the type of guy who eats salty popcorn.

_ Argh, Utahime looks so sad as she thinks about kokichi. I want to hug her a little. The poor thing loves her students and (according to GG) they love her too…

_ I feel a little sorry for Kokichi. He just wanted to be able to live normally, be with his friends, be with Miwa. These two are so distressing. Why can't any couple in JJK be happy????? I don't even want to think about how this could implicate Kirara and Hakari (GG I swear if you touch any of them I'll smack that giant eye of yours!!!!!)

_ MechamaruxMahito's fight looks very good. I'm really excited for this!!!! I laughed when Kenny appeared on the screen with a smile and a wave. The man is really having fun with it all.

_ WHAT A BEAUTIFUL ENDING!!!! I love Akari, but this song is really good too. Megumi taking pictures reminded me of the lyrics of Island in the Sun (his theme song according to GG). "We'll be playin' and havin' fun. And it makes me feel so fine, I can't control my brain" Man, he just wanted to be able to rest a little, have a normal life, take pictures of silly things. Oh, and he probably handed the camera to Nobara or she sneaked it, because there are pictures of him and Yuji distracted!!!!! Nobara definitely supports them (and used these photos as blackmail). Thanks for those crumbs, Mappa. This ending will heal my broken heart.

It was such a good, fun, light episode. My last ray of sunshine before being swallowed by the storm. In the next chapter we'll start with the angst, and frankly, I'm not ready.

#AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH #THIS SEASON IS GOING TO BE SO GOOD #I CAN FEEL IT ON MY SKIN #HOW CAN I SLEEP KNOWING WEDNESDAY/THURS WILL BE AWESOME DAYS #itafushi #megumi fushiguro #gojo satoru #jjk spoilers #jujutsu kaisen #jjk #itadori yuji #nobara kugisaki #miwa kasumi #kenjaku #mahito

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svtminji · 10 months

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❪ 🫂 ❫ MINJI’S RELATIONSHIP WITH 98 LINE & 99 ->

minji + seungkwan + vernon + chan

❪ 💛 ❫ seungkwan + minji -> kwanji

❪ popularity rating: 90% + type of relationship: girl group lovers ❫

the energy this man has put up.. it’s unspeakable. mizuki can never keep up with that amount of energy and frankly, it reminds her of her younger brother. oh man.. this is definitely corny now but she finds him annoying like an older sister 100%. the moment he puts his sass on, she isn’t having it and doesn’t feed into it. along with the bss line, minji can not understand the amount of loudness that occurs every few minutes.

both minji and seungkwan enjoy girl group songs and spend their free time learning the most popular choreography. mizuki is mostly the one that gets to dance with gg members and comes to seungkwan showing it off. she definitely teases seungkwan the most out of all of them. just like the rest of the members, he dances along with her whenever there’s girl group songs put on!! ❪ cue “ooh-ahh, ooh-ahh” on ttt ❫.

occurring moments between them include: sassy seungkwan + over it mizu, best gg dancers!!, scared duo fr, seungkwan being babied 25/8, emotional supporters, swk putting the mic infront of minji for the “mwoya eotteokhae” for aju nice encore, asking her about japanese sayings..

a song that represents them: lion heart - snsd

❪ 💛 ❫ vernon + minji -> minon

❪ popularity rating: 90% + type of relationship: 🧍‍♂️🧍‍♀️ ❫

i think these two have such a calming aura to them. part of the american line with shua & most of their dialogue consists of konglish. vernon has stated that he mostly speaks korean rather than english and thanks joshua + minji for allowing him to speak english with them so he doesn’t completely forget about it. minji had the chance to see new york when she was younger and she absolutely loved it ❪ only the tourist places, other than that she thought it was okay ❫. vernon, who grew up around that part of the state, really didn’t see the entire hype about it but still made sure that minji got the full experience whenever seventeen had the chance to visit vernon’s state.

mizuki doesn’t really baby him in a way that she would with seungkwan or chan but she still looks out for him and makes sure he’s always taking care of himself.

occurring moments between them include: minji copying his faces, making fun of him off camera because of his FANCALLS!! ❪ she finds it hilarious ❫, stayc stans mizu + vern, konglish spoked fr, extroverted vernon + introverted mizuki = 🧍‍♂️🧍‍♀️

a song that represents them: dilemma - nelly

❪ 💛 ❫ chan ❪ dino ❫ + minji -> chami.

❪ popularity rating: 95% + type of relationship: son & mom ❫

she loves this boy a little too much & mostly feels a sense of protectiveness over him. he’s been her baby for more than a decade and never wants to let him go. it became clear that he had grown up right in-front of her when he was more confident in his own body & mind. she is definitely the first person he goes to when he’s getting bullied only for her give him faux care and bully him as well ❪ “they’re making fun of you? aw, i’m sorry baby but you shouldn’t of have fallen on your face in front of them.” ❫

mizuki definitely hugs him the most when shes drunk and rants about how much she hates it when he grows up because it reminds her that she’s also growing up. sad stuff aside they are THEE main dancers along with soonyoung!!! the amount of energy he has is so astonishing and mizuki tries her best to keep up with it. dino was always a firm believer in the jeongmi ship and has always managed to call them mom & dad.. even with seungcheol by their side 🤦. chan & mizuki’s younger brother have a few things in common and spend their free time talking to each other.

part of mizu’s cariño line!!! he’s the main one <3

occurring moments between them include: massive amounts of energy with their dancing, holding him close to her, official drinking buddies ❪ she’s more sensitive & he helps her go through the emotions ❫, slightly making fun of eachother, a semi-official member of dino’s danceology, huge use of mom & noona from him.

a song that represents them: slipping through my fingers - abba

sorry these were short!! idk how to write the maknae line 😭

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bratshaws · 1 year

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goodness gracious 102. brb x oc -finale-

THIS FIC IS 18+ ONLY! MINORS PLS DNI!

a/n: and....it happened my sweets. WE REACHED THE END OF goodness gracious. But as you well know, this isn't the end of Bea and Rooster. I just want to thank you ALL for giving my fic a chance, thank you, thank you so much. I feel so welcome in this fandom that even my self doubt and paranoia feels stupid sometimes haha. Anyway, enjoy the smut! And be prepared for the sequel's first chapter tomorrow, I'll link it to GG's first chapter too so everyone can UHHH get used to it??!! (also yes i did cry writing this chapter WOW)

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pairing: plus size!oc x rooster

warnings: SMUT, SMUT SMUTTTT, mirror sex, why is rooster so kinky we may never know

chapters:

1/2/3/4/5/6/7/8/9/10/11/12/13/14/15/16/17/18/19/20/21/22/23/24/25/26/27/28/29/30/31/32/33/34/35/36/37/38/39/40/41/42/43/44

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“My feet are killing me.” Beatrice says once they open the door,her fingers hooked on the back of the heels, Jolene dragging her paws behind them as she was having a hard time keeping herself awake. In fact she just shook the flower collar out of her neck before hopping on the couch and immediately falling asleep, ignoring the couple still at the door.

Beatrice smiles sweetly, turning to her now husband who was just giving her a little smile, “Well,” he looks at the threshold, “It’s tradition, isn’t it? And since your feet hurt…,” she squeaks in surprise, immediately hugging his neck when he picks her bridal style - literally - laughing as he walks them inside, gently shutting the door when he hears Jolene’s loud snoring from the couch.

She giggles as he puts her down, “Thank you,” she whispers, kissing his lips as he locks the door, “Whew, what a night.” she laughs, pulling the half bun loose to the rest of her hair falls down her back, removing the tiny flowers pinned on the strands as well. Rooster follows his wife up the stairs, loosening his tie and unbuttoning his vest as he reaches the bedroom door. He leans his shoulder against the doorframe, watching Beatrice make her way into the room, gently putting the high heels aside as she rubbed her neck.

She felt his eyes on her, turning around and smiling, “Hi,” he smiles wider in response, “How are you feeling?”

“You know when you are a kid,” he begins, “And you have an amazing birthday party, you know you are tired but you don’t feel tired?” she nods while half laughing, “I know I should be exhausted, but…I’m not that much.” he also couldn’t stop looking at her, “You look so beautiful.”

Beatrice’s cheeks turn red when he says so, her smile widening, “You look very handsome yourself,” she whispers back, “Like a real prince.”

Rooster laughs breathily, dropping his head forward before entering the room, closing the door behind him, “You know,” he begins, his eyes dropping to her thigh where he knew the garter was, ‘We never got to remove your garter.” Beatrice’s cheeks got darker, but her lower lip curled into her mouth, “We should do something about it since,” he looks at his watch, “Technically it is our honeymoon, we just aren’t in Italy yet.”

“It is a fourteen hours flight, Roos.” she whispers, but she’s leaning back a bit on the bed, one of her legs straight in front of her body, “And we’ll have to get to the airport at six, so…”

But honestly neither of them seemed too worried about it, they could always sleep at the airport or at the plane or wherever, and considering how they were looking at each other it was obvious they were thinking the same thing. Rooster smirks, locking the door without taking his eyes from hers as he approaches the bed, shrugging off his suit jacket, “I promise it’ll be an activity that will make both of us so tired we’ll reach Palermo rejuvenated.”

Beatrice chews her lower lip even more, following his tall broad frame get closer and closer, eyelids low as he kneels in front of her, she could feel his fingertips tapping the outer side of her calves, making their way over to her thighs so he could figure out where exactly the garter was. “...y-you make a very good point.”

“I knew you’d agree,Mrs.Bradshaw.” his smirk only widens and with the only light source coming from the moonlight that peeked through the curtains, it made this whole experience almost ethereal, Rooster didn’t look real - like often - but adding that now he was her husband made the whole ordeal appear unreal. Beatrice continues chewing her lower lip, his fingers trailing all the way up her thighs, pulling the tulle along so he could see it better.

Once her knee is visible, he drops a kiss there, then proceeds to make a trail of wet kisses up until he reaches the garter, his eyes immediately meeting hers as soon as his teeth bite the elastic lace, her leg lifting just enough so he could pull it out without it getting stuck. She eased out a soft sigh, her cheeks burning so brightly she looked like a ripe tomato but she couldn’t move her eyes from him even if she tried.

He looks down at the garter in his hand as soon as he pulls it off, analyzing the intricate patterns and delicate lace that made it, before he sets it aside, “I might keep it as a bookmarker.” he jokes, “So I don’t forget this night.”

“Oh, you t-think it’ll be forgetful, Roos?”

He laughs while shaking his head, “No,I think it’ll be fucking amazing,” he pushes himself to his feet, “Stand up for me, gorgeous?” she does once he steps back enough, already knowing what he planned and giving her back to him. Beatrice feels him brushing her hair to the side so he can see the zipper that kept the dress together. Memories of last year’s Halloween when he stood behind her - the very day they declared their love for each other - comes to mind and she couldn’t deny how fitting it was to think of it again, hours after their wedding ceremony.

The dress was much easier to remove than the bodysuit, she held back a surprised gasp when she felt his mustache tickling the side of her neck, with his hands sliding down her arms so the sleeves would drop faster. Beatrice’s eyes fluttered closed, her blush going down her neck to her chest, feeling goosebumps following his wandering hands.

Her chest got colder, then she felt the fabric pool at her feet, followed by the sound of her husband’s clothes rustling, she blinks her eyes open and turns around to see he’s removing his vest - his eyes are deep black because of his pupils- and Beatrice holds his hands, “Wait,” she whispers, chewing her lower lip the very second Rooster ceased his movements, “Can I?”

Usually that was his line, because he worried about her comfort, he worried about her thoughts getting too overwhelming and he just wanted her to be okay with him. The fact that Beatrice voiced those words sent chills all over her body, “Yeah.” he breathes out, watching her gently pick the dress up and set on the futon by the end of the bed as folded as she could make it.

Her undergarments were simple, yet perfect for her, with the lace and the light pink color, making the image of a fairy be even more ingrained in his brain. She returns, standing int front of him and leaning up so their lips would meet.

They’ve been kissing a lot that night, no more than usual if he was honest, but something about this kiss was different. They were husband and wife now, there’s a whole new weight that was lifted from their shoulders, the cold of her rings touching his cheek when she cups his face, keeping him there with her. It was a thank you inside a kiss, a thank you for everything from now and beyond and a promise that she’d never leave him.

It’s strange how they both can feel the same emotions just by kissing, some people say that when you find the one, your soulmate, you don’t need words. You just know it. Her smaller hands drop from his face to his shoulders, feeling his defined arms through the fabric, before she drags them forward to the middle where she starts to unbutton his shirt. They never stop kissing when she does so, in fact the kissing gets more intense than before. He pushes them forward so her back is touching the wall.

She gasps into his mouth, pushing the shirt open so he can shrug it off alongside the maroon colored tie, not caring about it as much as she was with her dress, preferring to keep his hands on her body. But Beatrice wasn’t too far behind, her smaller hands dropped from his broad shoulders to his defined chest and six pack, following the dark happy trail until she reached the edge of his dark pants.

Rooster groans into her mouth when she presses her palm against the bulge in his pants, moving his hips forward to grind against her hand. Beatrice’s lips formed a smile against his lips, hooking her thumb on the seam of his pants until she found the little button that kept it closed. Her husband just moaned again, trying to get some friction out of that but Beatrice just unbuttoned his hands and let it fall to the ground.

He kicked them aside much like the rest of his clothes, now both were only wearing their undergarments and they finally broke up for air, chest heaving and mouths flushed red. His eyes move from her face to her scarlet blush covered chest, before he picks her up by her thighs and takes them to the bed, where he hovers on top of her, his massive frame almost shielding her from the moonlight coming through, “Fuck you are so beautiful.” he whispers, following the lace on her bra and panties, focusing on the dark damp spot already forming on her panties’ crotch just from their kissing, “You get so wet for me.”

Beatrice hitches a breath, “Always.” and he had to try to control himself at how she curved her spine and stretched her arms upwards on the bed, the pose making her curves even more pronounced and making her look like an actual pinup in a WWII poster. He licks his lips, dropping his mouth back on hers, then slowly makes his way down to her neck, kissing right under her jaw exactly where he knows it’s her weak spot.

Her soft gasp in response already adds to the sexual tension, but he wants to take it slow, it’s their very first night as a married couple, he wanted it to be special just like their actual first time was. Plus, his wife looked beautiful, he wanted to admire her a little bit more.

His soft lips travel down her neck to her collarbones, then to her cleavage where he presses a kiss right in between her breasts, his hands coming up her waist until they reach her back, quickly finding the clasp and opening it one handed. He only pulls back to help her get rid of the lacy top and leave her upper body bare. No matter how many times he had seen her naked, he always had to admit Beatrice had “The most beautiful breasts I’ve ever seen.”

She laughs sweetly, dropping her arms by the sides of her head as she watches how his gaze stood still on her newly uncovered breasts, his dark briefs looking even more tented than before, “You always compliment them.”

“Listen, don’t get me wrong,” he laughs, “Nothing against the women who want to add some more but the fact that this is completely natural is…great.” her breasts bounce in reply when she laughs again, “I mean, fuck Bea.” he growls, “Everything in you is fucking beautiful.”

There were times earlier in their relationship where she couldn’t really take the compliment without feeling tears sting her eyes, but now…now she was in a completely different mindset, she didn’t doubt him anymore. She just misled serenely in response, her brown hair partially hiding her eyes as she looked up at him, “You look like a pinup, seriously,” he suddenly confesses.

Beatrice takes in his words, “Maybe that’s an idea for a future photoshoot.” she coos and Rooster’s eyes snap up to her own, hunger written in the brown irises “So you can have something to put on the F-18 when you are gone.”

“Fuck,babe.” he breathes out in amazement, kissing the outerside of her breast, “Don’t fuckin’ tease me like that.” but Beatrice laughed a bit more, just in time for his mouth to fall on her nipple and the hand not holding himself upwards travels down to her panties, tugging at the elastic enough so he could slide his hand inside. Beatrice’s quiet moans were music to his ears, a whole concert if he was being honest.

She was so vocal for someone so shy and nervous, it really meant that she felt comfortable with him to let loose and that was honestly the best part of all this: she trusted him wholeheartedly. It took a while for her to break those scared walls that surrounded her but now that she did there wasn’t anything else holding her back. Her moaning got louder when his teeth gently nip her nipple, just a gentle bite but enough to make the brunette arch her back in response.

Two fingers moved back and forth inside her panties, against her outer lips and clit, not entering yet , just rubbing her soft center and feeling the fluids sticking to his digits even more. Beatrice gasps out his name when he moves to the opposite breast, licking along the way until he reached its twin just in time to press his palm heel against her clit a bit harder, earning a sharper moan from his wife.

Beatrice’s flushed chest turned darker, the tiny freckles he noticed after so long together almost disappearing under the dark pink blush only made her even more endearing. He wanted her to have a wonderful night, he knew she desired it just as much as the way her nails clung on his shoulders and how her head was tilted back.

He pulls back from her breast, something that earns a soft gasp of surprise from Beatrice, only to press his lips to hear ear just in time to insert his index and middle finger into her. He could see her goosebumps and could hear her soft moan when he finally did so smirking against her soft skin, “You are so fuckin’ beautiful, Bea.” he coos, moving his fingers slowly at first, straddling one of her thighs in the process, “So fuckin’ beautiful.”

“B-Brad…”

“All flushed up and so wet for me.” he whispers on her skin, feeling her thighs wrap around his arm as he moves his fingers, she turns her head towards him so their eyes meet. “Fuck I love you so much.”

“I love y-you too…” she whispers, moving her hips to meet his hand, whining quietly whenever he hit that special spot inside of her. “Roos…” but he’s not speeding up, in fact, he is pulling out, “W-What–”

“It’s our first night as a married couple babe,” he whispers a bit out of breath himself, “It’s going to be fuckin’ special, gorgeous.” he once again looks down at her body, pulling the panties down her legs and letting them flop to the floor before he moves to his own dark briefs, rolling them down his thick thighs until nothing else has him covered.

Beatrice bites her lower lip, he was all sharp lines and firm muscles, she couldn’t help but always admire him, “What do you have in mind?” she wasn’t even mad he stopped, too curious to know what he was planning. Her husband smirked, the corner of his lip lifted as he grabbed her by the hips,pulling her closer to the edge of the bed until he could grab both of her ass cheeks.

She knew he was strong, he had proven that time and time again, but it always surprised her when he picked her up. She squeaks out a laugh, holding on his neck out of habit even though she knew he wouldn’t let her fall, “Funny you asked.” he says quietly, flipping them around so he’s the one lying on the bed instead, “Because at the wedding you, besides looking like a fucking fairy princess,.” Beatrice bites her lip with a smile “You looked fucking sexy and it made me wonder if we could have a quickie before the reception.”

She gasped with her eyes wide,”Bradley Nicholas, you didn’t.” he nods without any shame on his face, rubbing her legs from hip to knee, “And is that your plan now?”

“I don’t plan on being quick.”

“Of course not.” she smiles, chewing her lower lip again before she speaks, “...Roos, you do know I stopped the birth control shots,right?”

His hands still on the curve of her hip, his eyes meeting hers immediately and his smile slowly faltering. He completely forgot she stopped the birth control shots - they weren’t able to do much since they were so busy with the wedding. And for a second, for a brief yet intense second, the idea that now they could have a child whenever they made love did something to him.

He wasn’t a guy who was turned on by the idea of popping children left and right, but he did enjoy the image of Beatrice carrying a baby - their baby. Just the very thought was already making the hairs on his arms stand on end and he had no idea how to react to that. He couldn’t explain, maybe it was how raw that thought was, it was something they talked about before obviously but now knowing that they were going to actually be able to do it was messing with him. “...fuck.”

“Roos?”

“I forgot,” he inhales deeply, “I forgot you stopped.”

“Well, you suggested it–”

“No,no I know baby.” he didn’t want her to think he was backing out suddenly, “But…shit…I don’t know, it’s kinda hot, you know?” he laughs almost out of breath, the hands on her hips digging just enough, “Fuck it is more than kinda hot, it’s really hot.”

Beatrice looks down at her husband in surprise, “Rooster…is that a kink I’m suddenly discovering?”

“Fuck,I have no idea.” he confesses, looking so intensely into Beatrice’s eyes that the brunette’s head recoil back in surprise, “But I kinda wanna find out.” he,however, seemed to be reconsidering their location, looking around before his eyes stop at the bathroom, more specifically the bathroom’s mirror. He wastes no time in picking her up and standing, rushing to take the two of them to the bathroom, turning her around so she sees her reflection in the mirror.

Beatrice couldn’t even figure out at first where they were until she saw her reflection, and his in the mirror. She panicked for a minute, almost ready to run away when the light on the mirror’s edge turned on automatically, illuminating the small area both of them were,giving the two of them a yellowish glow

She feels and sees his mouth pressing open kisses on the side of her neck, pushing her forward enough that she has to support herself against the sink, half open eyes following his wandering hands as he slides them down her waist, “Is this okay?” he asks quietly on her throat.

If this was months ago she’d beg him to go back to the bedroom, where it’s safe and dark and she couldn’t see herself…but the panic she felt before dissipated the more she felt his hands on her body, the more she felt how much he was turned on, the more she remembered how many times they did this just not where they could either see like that, “Yes.” she whispers, “I-It’s fine.”

Rooster eases out a sigh, dropping his forehead on the curve of her shoulder as he takes the words in. He lifts his head enough to meet her gaze on the mirror, wrapping one of his arms around her waist to pull her flush against him while the other disappears behind her to align himself to her entrance, gently pushing forward until he hilted inside. The second it happened, the moan that broke from both of them was loud enough to probably shake the windows.

Beatrice’s head tumbles forward, her hair covering most of her face as she tries to hold herself back, feeling the hand that wasn’t holding her waist slide all the way up her stomach until it reached one of her breasts, keeping it in his palm as he moved. Beatrice whimpers, the hands on the sink clenched into fists and her back was straight as a rod, he wasn’t moving fast yet, no he was keeping his movements slow and patient, he was dragging along, he just wanted to take things a bit slow tonight.

She could feel him everywhere, not only inside of her, he was such a big presence that she felt surrounded by him, “Brad…G-God…” she still has her head tumbled forward, which to him couldn’t be done.

He wasn’t going to tug her hair and push her back, instead he combed her hair to the side and pressed kisses up the curve of her shoulder to her ear, “Look up baby,look up…” he says in breathy whispers as Beatrice whines again, slowly lifting her head with her hair still in front of her eyes. Bradley combed the long brown strands back so her vision wasn’t obstructed by it.

Beatrice, once her gaze sharpened on what she was seeing, felt her body shudder upon seeing their reflection together, his face right next to hers with his lips on her cheek but his eyes meeting her own, “Fuck, look at you,” he whispers, moving his hips in a wave like motion against her behind something she appreciated a lot considering the moan that came out of her mouth, “Fuckin’ beautiful thing you are, can’t fuckin’ get enough of you.”

His words, added to the reflection, was doing something to her. Usually he didn’t have to do much because,well, it was Rooster. He could make eating cereal be sexy - which happened before - he didn’t have to do much to drive her crazy, “R-Roos…” she whispered, her eyes barely open but still looking at them. She whimpers, her own hand topping his own on her breast to keep it there, her hips moving back to meet his thrusts.

“Yeah, baby?” his deep voice replies on her ear, “What do you need?”

“I-I…”

“Huh? Do you want me to fuck you faster?” she whimpers and her channel clenches, “Do you want me to make you bend over this sink, huh? Is that what you want?” she couldn’t reply, too busy moaning quietly, but the way her hips were meeting his - the plush of her ass meeting his navel - was already enough. “Keep your eyes on me.”

Her pupils dilated this time, “Y-Yes, Lieutenant.” he could see how the corner of her mouth lifted with amusement but he couldn’t deny how sexy her voice sounded whenever she said anything. Bradley drops his head to her shoulder, lips to her jawline and now wraps both of his arms around her waist, his thrusts speeding up just enough to make another gasp leave her mouth, a gasp that eventually turns into a broken moan.

Bradley just kept his eyes on her, on how her breasts bounced, on how her head tilted back when she moaned, on how her hair was starting to stick to her skin, “Eyes on me.” he repeats and she immediately meets his eyes through the mirror, “Good, very good recruit.” he coos, “You like when I fuck you like this,don’t you?”

“Y-Yes.”

“Yes,what?”

“Y-Yes,s-s-sir.”

His hips speed up a bit more, the sound of skin slapping echoing in their bathroom, “Fucking delicious thing you are, taking me so well aren’t you? Such a nice tight pretty pussy,” his hand swoops down to slap her ass and in turn makes a loud yelp break out of her, “That just is dripping, fuck Bea.” he drops the lieutenant role to bury his face on her neck, “Fuck,baby I love you so much.”

“I love you too Brad…” she whimpers, turning to face his head on her shoulder, a delirious smile on her face but heart on her eyes as their gazes meet, “I love you too..I love you too…” so much happened in one year that neither of them could even explain how it worked. They met each other, dated,moved in together and got married all within a year.

Some people would call that crazy, some people wouldn’t understand how it was possible for these two people to find each other and decide to get so much done. “Bea…” he whispers, with his hips moving with more force and speed, enough to push her forward - her hands sliding until they reached some of the hygienic products on the sink, eventually dropping everything upon contact - their faces now much closer to the mirror, enough to fog the glass.

But the crazy thing is, when you find your person, you just know. “Brad–” she tosses her head back over his shoulder, one of her hands coming up to run her nails on his nape, “Roos, I’m going to cum, please!!”

“Fuck baby, you can cum,” he gasps, his hips hitting her cheeks with enough force to redden them even more, “Cum for me, gorgeous, just cum all over me, baby don’t–” she screams before he finishes the sentence, the hand on his nape goes a bit higher to tug the longest strands of brownish blonde hair but not with enough force to rip them off. His name leaves her lips when she does orgasm, the soft high pitched noises that follow only add up to his own release approaching.

He isn’t going to last long, he hugs her tighter against him, both of them perspiring enough for their bodies to become slick. He feels the tension snapping and his thrusts turn choppy as a deep - almost guttural - groan escapes from his throat, being muffled by her hair when he drops his face on top of it, clenching his eyes and brows, her smaller hand rubbing his arm soothingly as he tries to control his breathing with his hips still moving forward.

After a while there’s only their heavy breathing, nothing more. But the silence isn’t bad, in fact, the silence is very welcome because what soon follows is her quiet giggle, something that makes the pilot lift his head from her shoulder and look at her in question, “...You aren’t wrong, we’ll both be reach Palermo pretty rejuvenated.” he blinks at her words, before his own laughter comes out to join hers, their foreheads touching and smiles bright as they keep close together.

The laughter dies down, but the smiles don’t. Beatrice’s hand drops from his hair to gently caress his face, “Thank you.”

“For what, baby?”

Her eyes shine with unshed tears, “...for loving me.” it was so quiet, albeit so sincere that Rooster himself wasn’t expecting it. But he did wipe the one tear that rolled down her face before it fell to the sink.

“I’d love you even if we never met.” he says just as sincerely, smiling when her soft laugh greets his ears, ‘...maybe we should take a bath, huh? Get squeaky clean for our honeymoon.”

‘You just want to have bathtub sex.” she jokes, but her husband pauses, giving her a look.

“Well,I wasn’t…but now I got an idea.”

#bradley rooster bradshaw #rooster bradshaw #bradley bradshaw x oc #top gun maverick #bradley bradshaw x reader

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sergeantsporks · 2 years

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So I only know a few people irl who watch toh and both of them kinda hate hunter. I asked them why and they basically said that they thought his development was rushed, and what has happened so far doesnt make up for his behavior as the gg. Idk if I agree with that, but I was wondering what you thought abt Hunters development and if it was too rushed/should be touched on more? imo they did the best w the time constraints they had, tho I hope they explore the way he treated people as the gg in s3

I mean, I think maybe it was rushed in the way of "if there had been more episodes between Hunter Face Turn Episodes it would have been better" but I don't think the episodes we got were rushing his arc. Literally the SECOND episode he was in where he was for sure still an antagonist we heard that he was already dissatisfied with his life and his inability to choose his own future, so the rest of his arc didn't feel out of character. I feel like a lot of stuff happened off screen, like perhaps more apologies for the events of ASiaS happened while he was with Gus and Willow off screen, or maybe he and Amity had a talk on the blimp about the events of Eclipse Lake, so we just didn't see it, or, like you said, maybe we'll see it more in s3!

Here's the thing: I don't think there's ever a "redemption" arc that can come too fast for an abused kid. I really don't. "His arc was too rushed" and so what? You want for him get physically and emotionally abused a little more while he makes reparations for his actions before you think he's worthy of getting out of that situation? That's what you think should happen? Wow, I hope you never interact with an abused kid. I understand that there's such a thing as story beats and where things fit in the narrative as opposed to real life, but the instant an there's an abused kid in the narrative, they need to get out of that situation as quickly as the narrative can allow. Any reparation for their villainous actions can come after that. Luz knew that. That's why she immediately offered Hunter a place to stay after finding out about the previous Grimwalkers, even though he spent the whole episode still defending Belos' horrific actions. Safety comes first. Changing their mind and reparation comes second.

It was never about "redeeming" Hunter. I'm not saying he's done nothing wrong ever because he for sure has. And he needs to apologize for those things, the same way Amity needed to apologize to Willow for how she treated her, even if her parents pushed her to it. But it was always about getting him to a safe space where he COULD make up for his actions. And I think that's the important thing to keep in mind.

#toh #abuse mention #the owl house #toh hunter #hunter wittebane #toh analysis #asks

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cupidsdescendant · 1 year

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Medic x Sick Y/N! (G/N!)

so I'm sick right now, and I'm still mourning the death of my og blog but here we go...I mean hey! I just gotta climb my way back up yeah? Oh and yeah right now I'm sick so I'm hellllllla tired so sorry I've been kinda late with updates!

Y/N's nose was clogged, they were more tired than usual, they were coughing, hot head, yup. Everything Y/N dreaded but Medic dreamed of

Now Medic has a reason to not be in battle and that reason is Y/N being depressingly sick

Y/N would be tucked into bed the entire time (only taken out so Medic could do some procedures) and would be pampered and taken care of to the max amount.

Gotta blow your nose? Medic's there with a tissue! Sore throat? Medic magically learns how to cook and he makes you tea and soup! Medic will make sure that you're nursed back to health properly.

The mercs will come back every day and tease him with "hellloooo Nurse!!" Which annoyed him but it reminded him that he was doing good. He was helping you

Medic will wake you up with the reminder to take your medicine and you don't comply.

"Cmon, Schatz, it's not gonna be bad-"

"NO way-!" You yell back trying to swat the spoonful of bitterness away from your face. "That stuff is DISGUSTING I AIN'T BUDGING!!" Y/N looks away and crosses their arms.

Medic gets a little angry, I mean he's been taking care of you this entire time and you choose right now to act like this? He's trying to help you even right NOW. "Y/N, you NEED to take zhis or else you're not getting any better. Do you want to stay in zhis bed forever?!" He snarls back with.

"Sure. It wouldn't hurt to sleep all day then TO TAKE THAT!" You angrily yell back with. Your throat is sore and you used all your power too but really...you do want to get better.

you just don't want Medic to stop taking care of you. "But I don't want you to leave..."

Medic sighs, picking up on what you mean. "I know, Schatz, but I've taken enough days off to help you. I need to go back to the battlefield but right now." He gets up off his knees and walks to the side of the bed. "I'm here for you, Y/N. And I will until you get better."

You take the spoon, reluctant at first but you realized how the mercs could be doing too. Everyone's dying on that battlefield without Medic! You sighed, took a big gulp and shut your eyes tight.

"See, Frau? Not so bad ! Zhis will make sure you get a good sleep in the afternoon."

The artificial cherry tasted bad, it was bitter as fuck and it made your body shiver because of the disgusting taste but opening your eyes you saw Medic smiling at you.

"vell." He gets up and sighs "I'll be making you some soup! I hope you feel better."

You smile at him and sigh "Thanks Medic, You're a real good doc."

Medic blushes to your compliment, his cheeks becoming a slight red and him giggling to himself. He puts his hand on his chest to relieve himself and closes the door in pure joy.

That's it for now babes. I'm really tired!!! So sad I don't have the rest of my fics :(((( anyways, GG.

#medic tf2 #team fortress 2 #tf2 medic #team fortress medic #tf2 headcanons #tf2fanfic #team fortress 2 fanfic #fanfiction #gendernuteral #headcanons

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owlish-owlhouse · 2 years

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Hey, can I ask for a platonic Darius x young! Scout! reader where the reader is a young scout (around Gg’s age) who’s job is to assist Darius and he sees them as his child. So one day, the reader finds Darius treating Gg as his child and feels a little hurt so when Darius finds out he feels so happy that reader sees him more like a father figure. It can be a male or gn reader.

I don't do gendered readers. Also as the writer if I did do genders it would be my choice not your decision.

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You paused as Hunter spoke with Darius, biting your tongue as the two laughed at something you couldn't hear. You worked hard to be here. Worked hard to show your worth and prove yourself to Darius, to be worthy of being called his apprentice. The golden guard was the Emperor's Newphew. He never had to work for anything, he was given it freely. His position, his title, his staff. All things you had to earn.

When the coven head looked your way piercing green eyes focusing on you, you turned so he wouldn't see how upset you were. It was stupid, honestly. You had no reason to resent the golden guard... no reason to dislike Hunter. He was actually okay for someone who grew up with so much power. And yet your chest burned every time you saw them together. Darius was your mentor. He should be with you. Not him.

Huffing annoyed you stalk off in the other direction to attend to other duties so you could avoid them talking. Darius didn't need Hunter, he had you and you had him...

~~~

You're in the cafeteria at a common lunch table instead of the room you usually dine in with the coven heads. It was busy and loud which was nice because the noise drowned out your overwhelming thoughts. Eating the gruel that they called soup you crinkled your nose before chuckling. Darius had turned you into such a diva when it came to food and other luxuries.

Darius was a high class man and would probably scoff at eating with everyone else as he'd clawed his way up to the top. Clawed his way to a seat at the big boy table. He enjoyed being high class and often showed off his talents and influence while doing what the Emperor asked of him. One of the more showy coven heads who knew he deserved better treatment than everyone else. Which made this part of the cafeteria a perfect hiding place, he'd never look here and your sure no one would notice you if he did think to look here. After all you blended in, Darius was the one who stood out.

You're proven wrong however when he sits down across from you.

You were hoping he wouldn't find you here but of course he knows you too well. Staring at the bowl infront of you, you can't look into your mentors eyes. Continuing to eat what should not pass as food he hums observing you. His hands rest under his chin as his elbows press against the table and he raises an eyebrow.

"You seem distressed." He states flatly and you swallow unsure of how to go about this conversation. It's not like you could tell him! Titans no, he could never know.

"... I'm fine." You settle with before shoving the spoon in your mouth to keep from talking anymore. Darius tsks not believing you for a second but says nothing else. He'd always been good at reading you. At reading others. Perhaps that's why you formed such a strong bond with him so quickly. That and working together on a daily basis in a close vicinity let you see parts of himself he never showed anyone else. Darius was quit playful when he wasn't being snobby and you loved that side of him. But lately he had been spending time with Hunter showing off the part of him you thought only you saw.

You knew the jealously you felt was stupid and yet you couldn't push it away which is why you were trying to create distance. Darius was your mentor, nothing more. You had no right to dictate who he did and didn't spend time with. You had no right to be jealous.

"You're clearly not as your spacing out. I won't dare go into detail about how you've been avoiding me lately. What's wrong?" Darius demands and than it happens. His bright green eyes focus solely on you as he reaches out and touches your shoulder. You swallow your barley tolerable food and guilt down before looking away.

"Nothing's..." You start but he cuts you off, gloved hand gently squeezing your shoulder as he tries to angle his head so your looking at him. As you stare at his concerned face something in you stirs and you worry your about to cry.

"(Y/N) I expect you to be honest with me. You are my apprentice. Do not lie." Darius didn't tolerate lies unless it was simple gossip, something fun and humorous. Anything outside of that was grounds for punishment. The man could tolerate a lot but lies had never been okay unless he was in on them. Which is what made this so hard. You didn't want to lie to him.

"I..." You start but you stop stumbling over your words as you try and think of what to say. You don't want to sound childish. Darius preferred to work with a more mature mindset, if he thought what you were feeling was silly he might decide your not the best apprentice after all and chose someone else. What if he chose Hunter?

Closing your eyes you shake your head before pulling away. His green eyes widening in shock as you do so. "It's nothing." You state as you drop your spoon and clench your hands tightly. You didn't want to talk about it! You didn't want him to leave you.

"(Y/N)." He repeats and you feel the tears coming.

Darius is up and out of his chair in a moment purple cape draped around your shoulders as he pulls you away from your food and out of the noisy and crowded cafeteria. He's quick and dignified walking with poise as he leads you down the halls somewhere quiet to talk. Finally you make it to his room and as he closes the door behind him, he places you on the foot of his enormous bed. Pulling at your clothing and staring at your hands you hear a loud sigh.

"(Y/N)." He speaks your name softly and you feel your heart twits as you refuse to look up. Gloved hands cup your face as he bends on one knee to talk to you, tilting your head to look at him. "(Y/N), tell me what's wrong." Darius asks, not orders or demands and that's when you feel the tears begin to drip.

"It's stupid. Darius really it's nothing." You assure as you tilt your head up and try to blink back the tears. However, that just makes them fall. Darius purses his lips and gently wipes away a stray tear face only showing concern and not judgement.

"If it's making you upset like this, it is not nothing. Have I been pushing you too hard? Do you need a break? You don't have a full time position but you are at school full time as a student if your stressed or overworked I'm sure I can-" He starts and you begin to panic. What if he replaced you? What if he decided you were too much trouble and not worth it?

"NO!" It came out quick and harsh sounding. Daruis' eyes are wide as his thumb pauses and you stare at him as the tears begin to drip down your face more freely. Letting out a sob at your outburst, at your mistake, your hand covers your mouth as you look away ashamed. You expect a harsh retort. A scolding of some sort. Instead his arms are around you faster than when he draped the cape over you moments before in the cafeteria. He pulls you close and you can't hold back the sobs anymore.

"I don't want to be replaced." You beg and Dariuses grip on you tightens as he holds you closer.

"Replaced? Who put that silly notion in your head? (Y/N) no one could ever replace you." Darius states as he pets your hair and holds you close. You continue to cry and he rubs soothing circles into your back. "Who brought this up? Why are you thinking this way?" He questions in a slightly harsher tone.

"... I... You and Hunter have been so close lately. I just... I..." You begin to stutter out. "... I thought you were replacing me. That you didn't want me anymore." Darius stiffens before he pulls you back so you can stare into his eyes.

"Oh (Y/N)." Darius murmurs softly before he carefully moves some of your hair out of your face. "No one could ever replace you." He says gently. "You know that right?"

"I..." Shaking your head he hums softly wiping away your tears.

"(Y/N) you're more than just a worker too me. Yes Hunter and I have gotten closer as of late but he could never replace you. Your like... well. Titan I feel old saying this. Don't tell anyone I said this." He threatens. Smiling with a chuckle he takes a deep breath. "... (Y/N) you're like my child." He states and you can't help the butterflies in your stomach. He didn't mind that you saw him as a father? He wasn't repulsed at the thought of you being his kid?

"I... I am?" You whisper unbelieving. You'd seen Darius as a father figure for awhile now but had never said anything out of concern for professionalism. Darius nods confirming what he just said and you mirror his smile before you reach up and wipe at your eyes already feeling much better.

"Darius I think of you as my dad. I... I didn't want to say anything but I'm glad you did." You explain and he pulls you back for a hug wrapping his arms around you tightly. You hug him back and sniffling you nuzzle into his chest happy he feels the same.

Taking out a handkerchief when you pull away a few minutes later Darius dabs at your face with it, drying the rest of your tears.

"I will always be here for you my little abomination. Always." He promises and you nod both at the nickname and what he's saying. You loved your dad.

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playlist | #2 you steal the air out of my lungs

pairing: eddie munson x henderson!reader

summary: Just when you thought the boy you were in love with all through high school was gone, he suddenly reappears as your little brother's friend. Fate has once again decided to join your paths, however, everything turns out to be a bit complicated. Will Eddie Munson's sudden return to your life bring with it even more changes?

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song which I used in this chapter is Bleachers - Don't Take The Money

"GG little Henderson! another win on our way to the diamond."

"Hell yeah!" compliments from Eddie's mouth were always something amazing to Dustin. He felt as if someone had sprinkled stardust on him.

"But that's it for today, I have to go." he said disconnecting from Discord and shutting down his laptop. He looked around the room wondering why he felt sort of excited at the thought of studying with Dustin tomorrow? An answer was forming in the back of his head that he really wanted to wall off with a thick barrier. He didn't want to accept that it was just because he was hoping to see you, too.

When the freshmen came to school it turned out that most of them had an artistic soul, and they all started signing up en masse for the drama club. Then suddenly rehearsals were held at least twice a week instead of once every three months. So they had to find another place and the place where he and his uncle lived was not suitable for accommodating so many people.

When Wayne received a new job offer two years ago they could afford to rent a small studio apartment in a tenement building. The apartment was minimally larger than the trailer, and they finally didn't have to worry about constant electricity problems or a sudden lack of hot water. A living room connected to the kitchen, a small bathroom and one room that belonged to Eddie which was unfortunately too small to accommodate all the Hellfire members, so Wayne was forced to share the living room with them. Unfortunately, all the campaigns took place while he was still at home. Despite hiding his tiredness, everyone knew very well that loud campaigns do not serve a man in rest. Then, when for the first time Dustin suggested that from time to time Hellfire could meet at your house, something awoke in him that he thought had died a natural death two years ago when you left the walls of Hawkins High. Not wanting to show others how excited he felt, he said he would think about it, but everyone knew he would say yes.

Every time when there were moments in which you were with them watching the campaign suddenly his hands began to sweat, and there was a strange feeling in his stomach that he could not yet describe. Perhaps it was longing? Ever since you graduated from high school he had felt how your presence was missing from his life even if your relations were purely friendly.

"I thought you gave up and wouldn't come." Dustin said, opening the door.

"I won't lie that it didn't cross my mind, but I have to graduate eventually. Let's get to work while I still want to." replied Eddie pulling off his shoes and hanging his jacket on the coat rack. Never in his life would he have thought that some freshman would help him with math, but Dustin was indeed a genius when it came to science, so one day when he needed another ride to Will's and you just happened not to be home he asked Eddie promising to help him improve his grades. At first the metalhead was reluctant to agree, fearing that this would make Dustin no longer treat him the same way, but upon further reflection he knew that the boy could be his last resort.

"Do you want something to drink? Mom made lemonade."

"Sure. You here alone?" silence actually spread around the house.

"Mom and y/n went for a walk with Naveen, they should be back soon, so let's enjoy the quiet while we can." The boy shrugged his shoulders, heading to his room. On the bed there were a stack of math books at the sight of which Munson felt sick. Discouraged, he lay down on the bed next to them and began to stare at the ceiling.

"You know that just lying down next to them is not enough right?" Dustin asked.

"I think I changed my mind, why don't I tell you about the new campaign instead?"

"No matter how tempting the proposal is I have to refuse, I promised to help you and I will. This is my mission." Your brother laughed making Eddie roll his eyes and reach for the first book. "We'll start with section four. Go through it and tell me what you already know from it."

This was one of the moments in his life he hated.

The moments when he felt stupid. Looking at all those charts and numbers from which he couldn't decipher anything, he had the feeling that everything was blending together and creating one big pile of chaos. He felt ashamed. He was ashamed to admit in front of the younger boy that he completely didn't understand any of this, so he didn't say anything. He just stared at the book and remained silent as if that would make everything suddenly understandable. Your brother, however, could see by the look on his face that something was wrong.

"Okay, we'll start with the basics." he said taking the book from Eddie's hands, who was grateful for such a response. At first, everything Dustin said sounded to him like it was in another language. The boy had to explain some points several times, but once he finally began to understand everything began to seem simpler. It didn't change the fact that Eddie felt his brain hurt. He couldn't remember the last time he had studied so intensely in his life, so if they were in a cartoon steam would surely be flying out of his ears at the moment.

In the meantime, you came back home with your mother. Claudia Henderson was famous for her hospitality, so upon seeing Eddie in Dustin's room she immediately decided that he had to stay with you for dinner tonight. Munson didn't even have time to deny it, as your brother dragged him back to his room to barrage him with more math-related information. Luckily for him, after half an hour, a knock sounded on the room door, where you appeared.

"Mom's asking if you'll ride your bike to the store, she ran out of a few things for dinner." you said leaning against the wall.

"And you can't?" the boy rolled his eyes. "I'm busy."

"I'm sure Eddie can last twenty minutes without you." you smirked.

"Can't you go by car?"

"You know very well that something is breaking down with it again, and the mechanic won't be available until next week. Besides, you could use some exercise you noodle."

"I hate you." He sighed getting up from his chair. You sent him a triumphant smile and went back to your room while Eddie was watching your conversation with amusement.

When he was left alone in the room he tried to read some notes from books however he could not concentrate. He was nervously bouncing his leg looking around the room, when suddenly in the hallway, he saw Naveen which was looking at him and wagging his tail. He was holding a small toy bone in his muzzle. Seeing him, Eddie got up and, coming toward him, tried to grab the toy, but the dog was faster and avoided his grip by turning into another room. He followed him, and when he managed to grab the pet he raised his head and noticed that he was in your room. Shit. He thought. You looked at them with a slight smile on your lips. Music was playing in the background, and you were lying on your stomach on the bed painting your nails.

"I-I'm sorry, I didn't mean to..." he began to stammer.

"It's fine." you interrupted him. "Actually... can we talk?" you nervously bit the inside of your cheek.

"Sure." he said, sitting down next to you on the bed as he focused on the dog which immediately jumped on his lap.

"I wanted to apologize... for the way I treated you last time..." you sighed. "You didn't deserve it."

"It's fine, I should apologize too, I don't think you're a bore at all. I never thought so." he smiled gently.

"I know, Eddie. It just wasn't the best day at the time."

"Do you want to talk about it?" he asked and dared to look at you.

Your hair fell softly over your face, which took on a focused expression. He wanted to get into your head and read all the thoughts that were roaming around, so the moment you denied it he felt a slight disappointment.

"So how is the study going with my brother?" you asked, changing the subject. You didn't feel like talking to him about how your relationship was slowly breaking down. You don't know why but you didn't want to bring up the subject of your relationship at all in front of him.

"Honestly? I feel like the dumbest person in the world with him," he said.

"I know something about that, sometimes I feel like one of us is adopted, because it's impossible for both of us to be related. Don't repeat it to him, or he'll fall into self-absorption, but I've always admired how much he can fit in that little head." you laughed. "Apparently, all reserves of wisdom have been earmarked for him in this family."

"Hey, don't say that! It's to you that I owe all my best grades throughout my school career. If you hadn't let me write down answers from you, I wouldn't have passed at the very beginning."

"In that case, you're welcome, Munson. But it doesn't change the fact that you're really in good hands now. Golden child Dustin Henderson will certainly help you more now than I did then."

"Do I hear a hint of jealousy here?" he asked in a teasing tone.

"I don't know, I sometimes feel that if I disappeared I don't think anyone would even notice." You shrugged your shoulders.

"I would notice." he replied without thinking.

"Really?" You raised your eyes. You have such beautiful eyes, he wanted to say. Instead, he just nodded his head. "Do you remember the fire at the mall? You don't even know what a huge relief I felt when I found out that you came out of it whole. I was worried as hell."

"Oh, that's... nice." you said surprised. He was worried about you? You would never have guessed that you were someone for him to worry about. You were convinced that you didn't mean more than any other person at school.

An awkward silence fell between the two of you. On the one hand he knew he should leave you alone, on the other hand a voice in his head told him that he would regret it if he went back to your brother's room now, so not thinking much he grabbed a bottle of black nail polish and looked at it. "Do you think it would suit me?" he asked shyly glancing in your direction. When a wide smile appeared on your face a feeling of relief mixed with joy spread through his body.

"It would be so metal." you replied. "Lie down in front of me and put your hands here." you instructed, and he did so immediately. Not knowing why, you felt extremely excited by the situation. His large hands adorned with silver rings lay in front of you as you grabbed the brush and began to paint them. You brought your face close enough that your breath gently tickled his skin causing shivers all over his body. You tried to do it as best as you could, you cared that he was satisfied with the result. Focused, you applied the polish and started singing quietly the song that was playing in the background.

Somebody broke me once Love was a currency A shimmering balance act I think that I laughed at that And I saw your face and hands Coloured in sun and then I think I understand Will I understand?

Hearing this, Eddie laughed lightly. The sight that was in front of his eyes he could describe as beautiful and somewhat charming? In addition, your quiet voice may have worked like a spell that you may have unknowingly cast on him.

"I can change the song if you don't like it. I know it's not your favorite kind of music." you said suddenly.

"No." he said too quickly and hastily than he meant to. The whole situation seemed unreal to him, but he still hoped that Dustin, on his way back that the store had taken the longest route there was. "Don't tell anyone, because my satanic reputation will suffer, but this song is even enjoyable." he added laughing.

You steal the air out of my lungs, you make me feel it I pray for everything we lost, buy back the secrets Your hand forever's all I want

Although your voice was quiet Eddie had the feeling that it was enveloping him all over as if he could drown in it. He wished he had the power to stop time because he would definitely use it now. Your face was within his reach through which he barely restrained the silly urge to move it and stroke your cheek. Calm down, Munson. He reprimanded himself in his mind. He was annoyed by what your presence was doing to him. Seconds passed and the longer he looked at you the more nervous he felt. He wanted to say something, but had no idea what so he just lay in front of you without taking his eyes off your face. You were close enough that if he had leaned out a little more your foreheads would have come into contact with each other. Suddenly feeling his gaze on you, you raised your head so that your eyes met.

When you're looking at your shadow Standing on the edge of yourself Praying on the darkness Just don't take the money Dreaming of an easy Waking up without weight now And you're looking at the heartless Just don't take the money

His eyes traveled from yours down to your lips repeating this path several times. Did he want to kiss you? Did you want him to kiss you? You felt guilty for the flock of butterflies that were going crazy in your stomach when he looked at you like that. You had a boyfriend, so you shouldn't feel this way in Eddie's company, but it was stronger than you.

You steal the air out of my lungs, you make me feel it I pray for everything we lost, buy back the secrets Your hand forever's all I want Don't take the money

Being so close to you, he was definitely having a little trouble breathing, as if he had suddenly forgotten how to do it or it was suddenly running out of oxygen around him. Your warm and gentle hands froze holding the brush in one hand and his hand that was being painted in the other. You both knew that all it took was one quick move and the space between you would disappear yet both of you froze just looking at each other.

"What the hell is going on?" the voice of Dustin was to you like the striking of a powerful bell that brought you down to earth. You immediately went back to painting the nails giving Eddie total responsibility for explaining the situation.

"I got a little bored waiting for you..." he cleared his throat. "So I decided to give your sister a little trouble and asked her to paint my nails." his voice was nervous. "They look so metal now" he wanted to play it cool, so Dustin won't be able to see his nervousness.

"Yeah, whatever." your brother rolled his eyes. "When you're done, you know where to find me."

The moment you finished he quickly thanked you and disappeared behind the door of your brother's room until dinner, during which neither of you dared to look at each other. It was as if you were afraid that when your eyes met they would say more to each other than you were capable of understanding at that moment. What is more, everything seemed to be overshadowed by a single thought unanimously taking over your brains. What if Dustin had returned from the store a few minutes later?

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