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Smut with Cairo Sweet x Dom!femReader?

Option 1.

The plot would be like Cairo is making someone else jealous with R, (maybe Winnie) and she doesn't know R has feelings for her.

Or

Option 2.

Cairo is just teasing R cause she knows R has feelings for her.

Then

It's makes R hurt/upset + angry. But how Cairo treating her also makes R hot and frustrated (like Cairo teasing R in the classroom or smt)

And the ending would be good? Like they are gonna be a couple. Yeah.

- I know it's a shitty idea, I just wanted to help you.. lmao<3 Thank you for writing, I always enjoy reading your works! Sorry for the long ass request! <33

Untitled 2 (MDNI)

Cairo Sweet X Dom!Fem Reader

(Picture not mine)

Summary: Cairo tries to make you jealous using Winnie and you got angry. SMUT

Warning/s: explicit scene, explicit language, voyeurism, exhibitionism, strap, curse words. MDNI!

A/N: probably my most explicit story. I don't know if this is how a dom works, I apologise.

Masterlist

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You followed Cairo in to the bathroom, and as you open the door, there she was standing in front of the mirror fixing her hair. "What the fuck was that?" You yelled at her as you stormed in.

Cairo ignored you as she tried to reapply her red lipstick that she used to mark Winnie's cheek. You get frustrated at this act so you went towards her and yanked her arm "I'm asking you a question, Cairo. What the fuck was that?" Cairo stared into your eyes with a devilish smirk, acting stupid she asked "What was what Y/N?"

You know that Cairo was acting stupidly so that she can push your buttons more. "You know what I fucking meant" You said as your eyes widen trying to warn Cairo. The other girl shaked her head no and said "I don't know what you're talking Y/N" and chuckled.

This infuriated you, "Oh, you want to play this game? Okay, fine" you then smirked as Cairo raised her eyebrow, waiting for your next move. You pushed her into the sink, you trapped her body as you leaned in to her ear and whispered "As much as I want you dumb, I need you to explain the things that you do with that girl."

"What girl Y/N?" Cairo said as she starts to caress your forearm that's holding her in her place between you and the sink, "Oh, you mean Winnie?" She said with a smirk and you answered "I don't care about her damn name, tell me what're you doing with her?"

Cairo lets out a chuckle and said "Oh is that jealousy I smell?" trying to tease you. You smirked at her "I can't be jealous over a nerd who thinks she can pull you" which Cairo then laughed at. "Oh, she don't need to pull me if I'm the one who's pushing myself into her, hmm?" Cairo said with a raised eyebrow.

This made you angry as she admitted how she is trying to push herself at Winnie. "So you're replacing me with someone who I bet can't even make you cum?" You said chuckling. You then leave slow wet kisses on her neck as your other hand caress the inside of her thigh, playing with the hem of her short.

You can feel Cairo's breathing gets shallow. "Can she make your sweet little pussy drip, hmm?" Cairo bit her lip as she tries to suppress a moan as you unbuttoned her short. You were waiting for a response from Cairo, but as you slightly pulled away from kissing her neck, you can see her eyes are closed, with her biting her lips, breathing getting shallow, as she gripped the the end of the sink. This is where you want her, desperate, in need, and dripping.

You smirked at Cairo's state and you insert your hand inside her underwear, your pointer and middle finger started to work on slow circles on her clit. This action earned you a breathy moan from the other girl. "Look at me Cairo" you demanded as you started to tease her dripping hole.

Cairo whimpered as she looked at you, "Can that girl make you feel like this?" You asked taunting her, but Cairo is much more of a teaser than you are, she thinks "Winnie, her name is Winnie" she said with a smirk.

"I don't fucking care about her name. I'm asking you a question. Can she touch you like this, hmm?" You asked Cairo as you dipped a finger inside her clenching hole and it made her whine even more. "Answer me, Cairo" you said as you only push the tip of your finger teasing her. "Just put it in" Cairo said trying to grind on your hand.

"Answer the question, can she make you feel good?" You asked as Cairo shaked her head no and said "No, just ngh... please" Cairo sounded desperate as she tries so hard to grind on your hand. "See, it's not that hard to fucking answer my question, right?" You then insert your pointer finger inside her making her roll her head back as she closed her eyes.

Cairo grinded into your hand while you started to kiss her neck again, now leaving tiny marks. You heard the door open, but you ignored it, but Cairo frozen up. You heard a voice that called Cairo's name and you whispered into her ear "You better answer that" and you put another finger inside her. Cairo bit her lip to stop herself from moaning. You moved her fingers inside her, massaging her velvet walls.

"Cairo are you in here? I saw you enter the bathroom earli—" Winnie was cut off when she saw what's happening in the sink. Cairo's mouth shaped like an O, with her breathy moans, with her heavy breathing. Your back was facing her, your face deep in Cairo's neck leaving wet kisses.

You know who it was, but you still continue to push your finger inside of Cairo. "What... do you... need?" Cairo said to Winnie as she starts to feel your hands getting faster. Winnie on the other hand was stunned with what she's seeing. She don't need any explanation on what you're doing to Cairo.

"I..." Winnie was speechless, but before she gets out of the bathroom, you looked at her through the mirror and you smirked. "Can you make her feel this good?" You asked as you started to fasten your phase into Cairo's dripping hole that earned a moan from the other girl, "Come on, I'm asking you..." you then kissed the side of Cairo's face as she was grinding into your hand and gripping your back.

Cairo lets out a loud moan as you started to massage her clit with your thumb. Winnie was watching the scene in awe as she shaked her head no. You smirked at her and said "Good. Now, do you know who she belongs to?" You said as you sucked a big mark on Cairo's neck, still looking at Winnie through the mirror, while Cairo moans loudly with the pain and pleasure she felt from the kiss.

"Yo..you" Winnie said stammering and she gulped with how Cairo looked so hot. "Good, now you know your limits. I better not see you near her again, understood?" You said to Winnie as she nodded, understanding what you said. "Now scramble, I don't want to see you near her again" That was the last words that Winnie heard before she ran outside the bathroom.

You whispered to Cairo who's now fighting for her life as she grinds herself into your hand, "Heard what she said? She can't make you feel this good. Only me, do you understand?" You said as you add another finger into Cairo's core, which earned a loud moan and a nod. You can now see a tear falling down into Cairo's face as you feel her hole getting tighter and wetter.

"Do you know what happens when a good girl has three knuckles deep into her cunt?" You asked Cairo as she say weakly "cum..." You teased her and asked her again "What sweetheart? I didn't hear you" through gritted teeth, Cairo said "Good girls... cum"

And you nodded, approving what she said "That's right, good girls get to cum" after you said that, you fasten your phase and giving it to Cairo harder. You can feel her clenching getting more often as you hear her whisper that she's close.

But before she gets to her release, you pulled away. "UGH, FUCK! WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT?" You hear Cairo cursed, looking like a mess, with her unbuttoned shorts, wet underwear, her neck full of your marks. "You said it yourself, good girls get to cum. But you aren't a good girl sweetheart." You said with a smirk and put your three fingers inside your mouth, trying to suck Cairo's juices.

Cairo looked at you angrily trying to button up her shorts "What the fuck are you into?" You smirked at Cairo and said "Tonigh, your house, your bed, and you on your dress" you walked closer to Cairo and kissed her cheek "See you later" and you walked out for the bathroom.

Cairo was so angry at you, but she knows she needs to follow your order for her to get her release. Cairo was fixing herself and when she looked at the mirror, she saw her neck, full of your marks which only means that it's either she wear a scarf, cover it with makeup, or just go home.

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You bent Cairo down in her own matress, both arms are crossed on her back with you holding to it, while your other hand starts to caress her ass. Cairo struggled to move as you pin her down. "Stop moving, we both know you can't do shit in this position." You said as you trail your fingers through the inside if her thigh, until you reached her soaked core.

You dance your fingers through her wet slit, teasing clit and her drenched hole. "Aren't you a little excited?" You teased as you grab the end of the strap that you're wearing and nudged the tip of it to Cairo's aching clit. Cairo whimpered with the action and tried to grind down, but to no avail, you just pinned her even more that made her grunt.

"Now now, be a good girl Cairo" you said as you leaned down to her and kissed her exposed shoulders. Cairo bits her lips and said "I don't think it'll fit", she was worried knowing that this is the first time that you'll use your new bought strap. Your kisses travels to her shoulder, through the side of her neck and to her ear which you bit her lobe and said "Don't worry darling, I'll make it fit."

You straighten your body as you squirt a fair amount of lube to your strap, even if Cairo is wet, a little bit of help wouldn't hurt, after all, you didn't want to hurt Cairo. Because even though you don't admit it to her, you know for yourself that this set up that you two have does not only end as a fuck body, but as every time you spent with her, you fall for her charm and her as a person. So you wanted to give Cairo the best experience she'll ever have.

"Y/N please..." you hear Cairo pleaded with a needy voice and you answered "Of course baby, I'm just preparing you, I don't want to hurt you" and you leaned down kissing Cairo's spine that leaves goosebumps on her skin.

As you teased her drenching cunt with the tip of your strap, Cairo grinded down. You slowly insert the tip of your strap as you play with her clit, Cairo moaned with the intrusion and tries to push her hips to meet you.

"Is this okay?" You asked, making sure that Cairo don't feel any pain which she answered with a laboured breath "S'big..." which is followed by a whimper as you still push half of the length. "You're doing good, just a little bit more" You said as you let go of her hands and you massaged her lower back, trying to give her comfort.

By the time that the strap was fully inside of Cairo, you looked down at where your hips meet and you cursed to yourself, looking at how Cairo's cunt is stretched, with her juices leaking down, wetting her thighs and yours.

"Y/N move, please..." Cairo plead as she gripped the bed sheets crumpling it. You started with a slow motion, only leaving the half of the strap inside and pushing it back with a little pressure. In each thrust you give, Cairo lets out little throaty moans that turns you on more.

"Let go... I need you... rough" Cairo said after a few minutes for getting used with the length and girth of the strap. With that request, you fasten your phase, as you grip her hair forming a pony tail for more leverage. Cairo moaned at the sudden pull of her hair and the sudden thrust you gave her.

"You like this, huh? You like being my little fuck toy?" You said as you thrusting into Cairo hard enough to hear skin slapping. Cairo tried to nod while she can't control herself from moaning out and strings of curse words can be heard.

"Are you dumb enough to not know how so speak?" You teased Cairo as you pulled her up, holding her through her chin as her back is now pressed to your front. This position hits another level of deep into Cairo's cunt, this earned you a loud moan as she clings to your arm for support. You know fasten your phase as your other hand snaked through Cairo's front to play with her clit, drawing tight circles into it.

You csn hear Cairo panting and chanting your name as you know you're fucking her dumb. Cairo's cunt gets a little tighter and release more of her juices, signs of Cairo getting close to her release. You leaned in to deposit wet kisses to her neck as you whisper sweet nothings in her ear.

"I'm.. close" Cairo let's out as she puts her hand on top of yours that was massging her clit. You knew that this means that she needs your hand ok a different place like her nipples. Which you obliged, you put your fingers into your mouth and wet it with your saliva, after wetting it, you toyed Cairo's right nipple that was protruding and asking for attention. As Cairo replaced your hand with her own fingers that was massaging her clit.

All of these actions was now pushing Cairo for her release, "Please baby... want to... cum" Cairo said with gritted teeth and closed ayes as she chases her release. With you fastening your phase and giving it to Cairo harder, you counted on your mind.

Three... Cairo was now gripping your arm marking it with her nails...

Two... She arched her back getting ready for the outburst that she'll experience...

One... Cairo shouted your name as she grinded down to your strap and reached her high...

Cairo cummed, soaking your strap with her juices, some even dripped om her thighs and yours, also wetting the bed sheet that was under her. You can feel Cairo's laboured breathing. You gently put her down to bed with her laying on her stomach as you continue to move your strap slowly to help her ride out her high.

You know at this stage, Cairo will be unresponsive as she is currently bathing in her post-cum self. You stroke her hair to the side as you murmured how good of a girl she was for cumming and soaking your strap. You followed it with lines of kisses through her back.

Pulling away from Cairo, you looked at her now swollen cunt pulsating and still clenching. You lightly massage her lower back to help her relax and to help her regain her consciousness.

After a minute or so, you feel a light breathing from the other girl, knowing that she fell asleep, you slowly pulled the strap out of her that made her whine, as you put her under the sheets and you lay down beside her. Even in her sleep, she wants to be close to you so she cuddled into you.

Stroking her hair, watching her sleep, gives you peace as you whispered "I love you" hoping she can't hear it in her sleeping state. As you closed the lamp from your side and get comfortable, Cairo shifted a little anyone heard her whisper "About time you say you love me"

This comment made you freeze, because you thought Cairo was asleep. "I thought you're sleeping?" You said nervously which Cairo chuckled and replied "No, I wasn't, I was resting." This earned you a confused face and told her "Aren't those the same?" And Cairo answered you with "I don't think so, I just closed my eyes, but you moved me so I let you"

Even in the dark you can feel Cairo smirking. "But I thought you're tired" you said and Cairo answered you "I was... the strap was big, but you made it fit. I can feel my pussy pulsing because its swollen" which you then smirked but you quickly said "I'm sorry, I..." but Cairo cut you off "Don't be, I like it. Every time I walk or sit down it reminds me of you fucking me"

This comment made you blush as you quickly dismissed Cairo "Stop with the teasing..."

A few minutes of silence has gone by, until Cairo broke the silence and asked "Is it true? Do you love me?" The moon light was now brithher than it was as your eye adjust to the darkness. You looked at Cairo who is now staring at you as you said " Yes, I'm afraid so... I love you... I'm falling for you. I think that was the reason why I hate it when you flirt wth other people and to that Minnie girl"

Cairo chuckled at your response and said "Don't be scared, because I ove you too. And if making you jealous would be the reason to make you admit your feelings then I should've done it earlier."

The both of you chuckled at the comment as you pulled Cairo closer and she nuzzled her face into your neck.

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Haewon - Revenge pt2

Smut

Sry for the long wait, this part 2 is 4K words. It's a little long but I hope you enjoy it.

"What the fuck is going on!" Tae-won shouted as he witnessed his sister naked and riding Y/n on the couch.

"Oppa? Why are you here!?!?" Haewon asked, surprised and slowing down her pace of bouncing on Y/n's dick.

"What are you doing!" Her brother shouted in shock.

Y/n smirked at him and wrapped his arms around Haewon.

"Is he your brother?" Y/n asked, pretending to be shocked.

"Yes..." Haewon looked back at Y/n nervously as they stopped and sat together.

"Hi, I'm Haewon's boyfriend." Y/n introduced himself, smirking.

"Y/n! You piece of shit!" Tae-Won angrily shouted as he walked over and tried to punch Y/n.

He was stopped by Haewon. "You guys know each other?" Haewon asked, shocked that her brother knew Y/n's name.

"I didn't know Haewon was your sister!?!?" Y/n feigned being dumb.

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After Y/n left the house and her brother was scolding Haewon.

Tae-won wanted to complain to their parents but he didn't want to break the news to them. Instead he asked his parents to stop Y/n from coming over to teach Haewon and don't allow Y/n to meet her.

While his parents agreed and Y/n eventually cutting contact with Haewon, giving his excuse to her that Tae-won threatened him and etc...

Y/n thought that making Haewon hate Tae-won and fucking her. That was it...

Much to his and Tae-won's dismay however...

Haewon decided to join their university too...

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Beginning of new semester...

"Have you heard?" One of Y/n's friends asked.

"Heard what?" Y/n asked.

"Tae-won's sister is enrolling in our university!"

"What!?!?" Y/n asked in shock, dropping his phone.

"Yeah! I heard she's pretty and hot!" His friend whispered to him.

"Gosh..." Y/n mumbled.

Y/n quickly went back to his dorm room and laid down, thinking of a plan on how to avoid Haewon.

He looked up on his social media where the guys were already discussing about the new girls in campus. Including Haewon...

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

Curious, Y/n opened the door to see who was it...

Luckily, it was his friend. He thought it might have been Haewon.

He let out a sigh of relief.

"Dude! Do you know Haewon?" His friend asked, as if interrogating him.

"No...?" Y/n answered weirdly.

"She is in our dorm. Supposedly to stay close with her brother. But when she heard someone talking about you. She got curious and asked about you."

"What!?! Who was talking about me? What did she ask??" Y/n asked anxiously, pulling his friend closer and looking around the hallway.

"It was Jong-min. He was talking about how you helped him with an assessment."

"Damn! This Jong-min got a big mouth!" Y/n sweared.

"And then Haewon asked, who is Y/n? Where do you stay and what classes you go to."

"So... does she know where I stay?" Y/n asked, raising an eyebrow.

"I don't think so?"

"Okay, just don't tell her where I stay." Y/n said, pushing his friend away.

"Why?"

*close the door*

Just an hour later, there was another knock on his door when Y/n was arranging his stuff.

He opened the door and it revealed Haewon! Who was smiling when she realised she finally found Y/n.

"Oppa!" She shouted, running in to hug Y/n. Who... reluctantly hugged her back but pushed her back soon after.

"What are you doing here?" Y/n asked.

"Oppa, I'm here to study and... get back with you. I even moved into the dorm. I wanted to be with you." Haewon said, smiling as she held Y/n's hands.

"Haewon, I can't be with you. You know that. Your parents asked me to stop seeing you." Y/n explained.

"No! They will understand! You are the only who could understand me, you were so nice to me... I want you!" She insisted.

"No! Stop disturbing me. I don't want to be involved with you anymore!" Y/n said, pushing Haewon down on the floor.

Haewon cried, hurt and left on the floor.

"Is it cause my brother is threatening you?" She asked, crying.

"Yes! Now will you leave me alone?" Y/n said, holding his fists and closing the door.

As he closed the door, he sat down against the door.

He wasn't sure what he was doing either... this is all too... messy. Y/n wanted to be with her, but he don't want to mess up her life.

"Ah fuck!" Y/n punched the floor.

After 5 minutes, he opened up the door slowly, seeing if Haewon was still there.

He saw that no one was there anymore, but he felt guilty... worried... Is Haewon okay? That was all that is going in his mind.

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After a week....

Y/n asked around for those in Haewon's major, if anyone knew her and if she was doing well.

"I don't know... I haven't see her in any of the classes either." One girl told him.

"Ok, thanks" Y/n said.

"Are you Haewon's brother or boyfriend?" She asked.

"Ugh, no. Haewon's brother told me to ask around." Y/n forced an awkward smile.

"Do you want to go out together?" The girl asked shyly.

"What? Umm, no sorry. I have a girlfriend." Y/n said, rejecting her. Making the girl nervous.

Y/n went home after his class and was doing his assignments when suddenly someone knocked on his door.

*KNOCK*

*KNOCK*

Someone knocked on the door hurriedly.

"Calm down!" Y/n said, quickly running to the door, opening it.

He opened the door to see Jong-min.

He was sweating and panicking.

"What's wrong!?!?" Y/n asked, confused.

"Somethings gonna happen to Haewon!"

"What do you mean?" He asked.

"There's a party tonight, and someone said to her, you wanted to meet her there and she agreed to come."  Jong-min said, catching his breath.

"Hae-won went there and I think, one of the guys want to spike her drink and..." Jong-min said, not wanting to finish the last sentence.

Y/n got the address of the party, and quickly drive his way to the location of the party which was in a club not far from the school.

"Please, please. Don't let anything happen to her." Y/n said, as he drove with full speed.

He parked outside and quickly showed his ID to the club bouncer, then going in and looked for Haewon.

"Room 7, Room 7!" Y/n recalled Jong-min saying it.

Y/n quickly opened the door and entered, seeing Haewon slightly drunk.

"Oppa...?" Haewon, holding a cup of alcohol , smiled and slightly confused, losing her footing.

He pulled Haewon away, leaving the room.

Someone tried to stop him from taking Haewon away, but he simply pushed them away.

"This girl is sister of Oh Tae-Won! From computer science major!" Y/n shouted, making them all freeze and leave.

"Shit, Oh Tae-Won?!" The guy who spiked the drink and organised the party sweared, throwing the glass cup down on the ground.

"Oppa? Where are we going?" Haewon asked, drunk and spinning around.

Y/n laid her down gently at the backseat while making sure she was doing okay.

He drove slowly back to the dorm, making sure Haewon wasn't being having any discomfort.

Once he arrived, Y/n slowly carried Haewon back up to his room. Making sure no one caught him and her together, not wanting any misunderstandings.

He opened the door and carried her in, "gosh... is all everyone who's drunk, heavy?" He carried her and laid her onto his bed.

He looked at the drunk girl in-front of him, he sighed.

He sat on the bed, holding her face.

"I miss you. I don't want to hurt you." Y/n whispered, touching her cheek.

Y/n then continued doing his work for awhile and then stopping for the day, laying beside the bed and sleeping on the floor, with his spare blanket.

The next day, he found Haewon beside him, looking at him.

"Hmph!?!!" Y/n was shocked to see her beside him.

"Are you really that shocked?" Haewon giggled.

"What are you doing?" Y/n asked.

"Nothing..." Haewon said, but her hands wandered around Y/n's shoulders, slowing going to his lower body.

"What were you doing last night?" Y/n asked, angry.

"I heard you wanted to meet me at the party." Haewon explained.

"If I wanted to meet you. I would have asked you to come meet me personally." Y/n said, further explaining.

"I don't go to places like club either way."

"Oh..." Haewon said, timidly.

"Are you okay? They tried to spike your drink." Y/n said, touching her hair.

"I'm okay. Cause you saved me." Haewon smiled.

"I..." Y/n was at a loss for words.

"I heard what you said last night." Haewon revealed.

"What?"

"You said you love me." Haewon said cheekily.

"Did I?" Y/n wondered.

"You did..." Haewon said, touching Y/n's morning wood now.

"Haewon?" Y/n looked down at her hands over his bulge.

"Oppa, don't resist me..." Haewon said.

Y/n looked at her, hesitant.

Y/n got up the bed and sat, while Haewon went down on her knees and pulled down his underwear, where Y/n's excited dick greeted her.

"I missed this..." Haewon wrapped her soft pale hands around Y/n's dick.

Y/n moaned as Haewon gently played with his dick.

"Oppa, you miss me?" Haewon started quickly jerking faster, enjoying how good she is making Y/n feel.

Y/n rolled his eyes and sighed satisfied, at the hands of Haewon.

"Oppa!" Haewon tapped him.

Y/n regained his mind and looked at Haewon, who then slowly swallowed the whole of his dick into her warm mouth.

All while Haewon maintained eye contact with him.

"Shit!" Y/n sweared, as he feel an amazing sensation as Haewon's mouth enveloped his member.

Within a minute or two, Y/n started to moan and closed his eyes.

"I-I am going to-" Y/n couldn't control himself.

Haewon felt Y/n's dick expand in her mouth and then came the explosion of cum into her mouth.

It tasted just like how she remembered...

"Mmm..." Haewon swallowed, Y/n's eyes remained closed and his body relaxed.

"Gosh, I missed this." Y/n admitted, touching Haewon's shoulders.

Haewon got up slightly, and started to take off her clothes. Stripping from her clothes, slipping each piece of clothing off slowly.

Y/n marvelled at the sight...

It's been awhile but Haewon's body remained beautiful and nice.

She got on top of him and kissed him.

"Haewon... I..." Y/n wanted to stop her but couldn't.

"Shush..." Haewon said as she slowly coaxed his clothes off.

"I know you want this. Don't try to stop me again." Haewon said, as she sat on Y/n's stomach and smirked.

"Oppa, you missed me. Don't you?" Haewon continued, while she touched herself.

"Touch me. Claim me." Haewon urged.

Y/n got up and put his mouth onto Haewon's boobs. It felt weirdly satisfying to Haewon as Y/n's hand explored her body and he continued kissing her.

"Fuck... This is so good." Y/n said, as he struggled for breath.

"We aren't even having sex. Imagine if we were... we are both not leaving this bed." Haewon joked.

"I will show you that tonight." Y/n said, looking at her with a determined look.

After awhile, they both laid in bed exhausted.

"Oppa, you should continue to sleep. It's barely morning." Haewon said, laying her head over his chest.

Y/n looked out his window to see the sunlight starting to shine through the trees into his room.

"I thought it was already morning." Y/n laughed.

"Let's sleep together." Haewon said, smiling happily as she hugged Y/n's body, feeling the heat of his body warming her.

And when Haewon later wake up, she sees Y/n still sleeping peacefully.

She got up and wore her clothes, looking around his room, before heading into the small kitchen area.

She looked for some ingredients in the fridge and started to cook breakfast for Y/n.

Y/n woke up to the sound of sizzling and looked towards the kitchen. He sees Haewon's back figure cooking something and frying something.

He got up and walked towards Haewon, hugging her from the back.

"Oppa, you are awake?" She asked, continuing to cook.

"Mmm." Y/n said, leaning his head on her shoulder.

"I cooked breakfast for you." Haewon said.

"Thanks." Y/n said, kissing her and touching her stomach.

As Y/n was eating breakfast with Haewon, someone knocked on the door and Haewon went to open the door.

As Haewon walked towards the door, Y/n just realised what that would mean.

"Wait!" But it was too late...

Haewon already opened the door, and outside was Y/n's friend, Jong-min.

"Yes?" Haewon asked the person.

Jong-min was shocked that Haewon was in his room and didn't know what to say.

"Uhh... nothing. I knocked on the wrong door." He said before walking away.

Y/n rushed to the door and shouted at him.

"Hey!!! it's not what you see!"

"Don't worry, I won't say anything!"

Y/n quickly closed the door and looked at Haewon, who was laughing at him.

"What? Are you scared." Haewon asked, looking at him smirking seductively.

"I shouldn't be dating you." Y/n admitted.

"I don't care. I want you." Haewon said, walking closer and holding his hand.

Y/n thought for awhile...

Haewon looked at his eyes and smiled, "I will make you decide."

She slowly go down on her knees and started to pull down his underwear once again, putting his dick into her warm mouth.

All this feeling, sensations... all too good and familiar for Y/n to resist.

"Stop me." Haewon dared him, momentarily stopping the moment.

Y/n stopped for awhile and simply allowed her to do her 'magic'.

"I could do this all day..." Haewon struggled to say, as she sucked his dick for the second time that day.

Y/n held her head and guided her. The fact that she wanted this too, made him feel even better.

Haewon slurped on his dick and Y/n started to thrust his dick slowly into Haewon's mouth.

Soon, the pace fastens and it was almost as if Y/n was fucking Haewon's mouth.

Then... Y/n unloaded into her mouth once again.

"You are insatiable." Y/n said, as he pulled out of her mouth.

"Me? How about you!" Haewon joked, after swallowing his cum.

"Go to your class, okay?" Y/n advices her.

"How did you know I haven't been to classes?" Haewon asked, surprised.

"I just know." Y/n struggled to explain.

"You have been asking around about me." Haewon understood, happy that Y/n cares about her.

"Don't use my family as excuses anymore. Just be my boyfriend. I want to be your girlfriend." Haewon said, hugging Y/n tightly.

Y/n didn't say anything except just hugging her back and patting her head.

"Okay." Y/n mumbled.

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Haewon started to attend her classes and do well in classes, submitting her assignments and being a good student.

However when outside of the classroom, she was doing all sort of things with Y/n. She would often go to his room and suck his dick or get fucked by Y/n.

Of course, they kept it low profile and a secret but Taewon soon found out.

Oh was he furious.

He confronted Y/n, who was in the room, busy with Haewon.

"Haewon, I know you are in there! Y/n, you bastard!" He shouted, knocking on the door.

He put his ears on the door and could hear Haewon moaning.

"Hey! Stop it!" Taewon shouted.

"Wait!" Y/n replied.

After a quiet minute, both of them appeared at the door, all dressed but sweaty.

"What do you think you are doing!!!" Taewon shouted.

"I was just helping her." Y/n answered.

"Do you think I'm stupid? I will tell this to father and mother! They will make you get kicked out of university!" Taewon warned, before leaving.

Haewon looked at Y/n in fear, worried for him.

"Don't worry." Y/n assured Haewon. 

The next day, Y/n went to her house with Haewon and officially introduced himself as her boyfriend.

As they sat down to talk, their parents were sceptical about him.

"Well, you are older than our daughter by 3 years. It's fine but... we are a little worried." Her mother explained.

"I understand but I want to let you know that I will treat her well and make sure she live happily everyday." Y/n say, making Haewon's father nod and Haewon blush.

"Hmm, but a tutor dating his former student... and Taewon even made us stopped you two from meeting after Haewon finished her exams..." Her parents were hesitant.

Y/n stood up and spoke. "Sir and ma'am, Haewon is a very nice girl, she just needed someone who could understand her."

"I want to be that person." Y/n continued, making Haewon touched. Also gaining the approval of her parents.

Her parents approved of them and asked them to go study well.

When driving back to their dorm, Haewon spoke.

"Thats way too easy! They didn't even talk much." Haewon wondered.

"Don't worry about it" Y/n held her hand.

"You should be worried about what I'm going to do to you after we get back." Y/n teased her.

And as soon as they got back into Y/n's room, Y/n stripped her naked and bent her over his desk, preparing to fuck her.

"Mmm!" As Haewon enjoyed the feeling of Y/n controlling her and the feeling of Y/n's dick inside her tight pussy.

"Yes! Oh! It feels so good!" Haewon moaned, struggling to contain her excitement.

"Keep it down. You don't want other people to know about us." Y/n whispered.

"I don't care! Fuck, your dick is so good Oppa! Fuck me harder!" Haewon shouted, continuing to moan.

Her moans only served to motivate Y/n.

The sound of their body clapping from the thrusts were filling the room.

"Fuck! My Oppa tried to stop me but nothing can stop us!" Haewon said, as she held on to the desk.

"Yeah, tell me more!" Y/n said, as he pulled her onto the bed and impaled her on his dick.

"Continue! Ride my dick!" Y/n commanded, spanking Haewon's ass.

"Fuck, so good!" Haewon moaned, trying to get up and down his dick.

Y/n sucked on her tits and held on to her closer.

It wasn't long before Y/n was about to cum and struggled to pull out of Haewon's tightly pussy. Haewon understood and quickly got on her knees, ready for him to finish in her mouth.

Y/n allowed Haewon to do her magic and within seconds inside her warm mouth, a huge explosion of cum went into her mouth and into her throat.

After a momentarily silence, both of them laid down in bed. Smiling at each other.

The next day, Y/n was asked to meet Taewon in his room.

Haewon wanted to stop him. "No, don't go." She hugged him.

"It's okay, I got this." Y/n said, kissing her forehead.

Y/n left alone to Taewon's room where he felt immense anger even entering his room.

He was asked to sit on the bed while he sat on the chair, as if it was an interrogation.

"You want to just play with my sister and fuck her only. Don't you? You don't have any feelings for my sister. You just want to take revenge on me for threatening you. And especially your ex-girlfriend..." Taewon said, whispering the last part.

Y/n held his fists...

He really wanted to punch this fucker.

But Y/n held on, as he realised something.

Y/n realised that his laptop was facing them, and specifically him. Although the laptop was black screen, the camera was open. He figured that this was a bait.

"No! I love Haewon, she's my true love. I really want to be with her." Y/n said firmly.

Those words surprised Taewon.

"What?" Taewon asked in confusion.

"I know you thought I would be like you. Fucking girls around in college and hooking up like crazy." Y/n exposed him, knowing whatever Taewon was trying to do is futile.

"What are you talking about!" Taewon stood up in anger.

"I won't tell your parents that you tried to invite Haewon to your friends party in the club and you asked for money, pretending it's for class when you are just splurging!" Y/n lied.

"What the fuck are you saying!" Taewon shouted, punching Y/n.

"I will take my leave now. I love Haewon and won't let her go!" Y/n said, before leaving.

Once he left the room, Taewon looked towards the laptop and talked panicky.

"Mom, Dad. It's not what you think it is! He's lying!" Taewon tried to defend himself.

"Enough! We heard enough." A voice came from the laptop.

Y/n heard from outside the room smirking, knowing that he succeeded.

Then, came a message from Haewon, asking to come to her room.

Once he arrived at outside her room, Y/n was greeted by her parents and Haewon.

"Hi, Sir and ma'am." Y/n bowed respectfully.

"Don't worry about Taewon. We support your relationship with Haewon fully!" Her father said, patting him on the shoulder, satisfied with him.

"I won't let you down!" Y/n said.

"I hope you don't mind that Taewon wanted to test you earlier." Her mother said, apologetically.

"It was a test?" Y/n pretended to be shock.

"I'm sorry, yes." She continued.

"I have seen how my daughter behaved from when she first met you and until now." Haewon's parents said, looking at Haewon, proud of her.

"Don't worry. I understand. Now, we have to talk to Taewon about something else." They said, stern.

"Did I get him in trouble?" Y/n pretended to be sorry.

"No, it's okay. You did good." Haewon's father said before leaving with his wife.

Y/n was left in the room with Haewon and smiled at her.

"Oppa, my parents love you!" Haewon said, delighted.

"And I love you." Y/n said, his hands wandering to her tits.

"Oppa! So naughty!" Haewon hit him playfully.

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A few days later, Y/n was invited to stay over at Haewon's house as her parents are leaving for a vacation and wanted the couple to stay at the house, making sure the house was safe.

Taewon was shocked, when hearing the news.

"What!?!? You are letting them stay alone overnight at the house?" Taewon asked, in shock.

"Don't worry, they are responsible adults. We trust them." They said, calling from the airport.

"We need to get on the flight. Bye." They hung up the call.

Taewon quickly drive to the house and opened the door with his keys.

He climbed up the stairs, and could hear them having sex.

*clap*

*moans*

Taewon got instantly mad, and knocked on the door.

"HEY!!! YOU TWO! WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING?" Taewon shouted.

Inside the room however....

Y/n had Haewon bent over her own desk and fucking her from the back, enjoying the beautiful view of her naked body, and nice ass.

"Gosh, your brother is trying to disturb us." Y/n said, struggling for breathes as he is thrusting inside Haewon's tight warm pussy.

"Ignore him. Just continue fucking me." Haewon said, continuing to moan and arch her back.

Y/n hold on to her waist and continue to fuck her even harder and faster.

The claps made by their body in unison was in rhythm and even louder.

Haewon's moans music to Y/n's ears

"HEY, ARE YOU IGNORING ME!?!?" Taewon shouted outside.

"Fuck, I'm going to cum soon. Your pussy is too good!" Y/n exclaimed, saying it loud for Taewon to hear.

"Cum inside me, Oppa!" Haewon said, wanting it.

Within seconds, Y/n's seed was flowing inside Haewon's tight little pussy...

And Taewon was unable to anything about it...

#kpop smut #haewon #nmixx haewon

[astralnymphh]

I just got on and saw what’s been happening and bro…I’m glad people are talking about it. Mostly about the smut, inclusivity, Palestine, and the fetishization of trans people.

Reading smut is so underwhelming like it seems like that’s all what people write these days. Like I need ANGST! I need to CRY! I need SLOW BURN AND PLOT….

And to be honest, I personally feel like some writers purposely list the reader’s physical descriptions as being white… like damn you know multiple people are going to come across your shit. I would get annoyed asf when I see something like “she touched your soft pale flushed skin” BITCH- 💀 don’t piss me off 😒🦶🏽

I won’t speak too in depth about the fetishization of trans people in fanfics because I’m not trans and I don’t want to say anything inaccurate BUT I will say it’s so disturbing and off putting seeing shit like that and seeing how people are sexualizing trans people more than treating them like regular humans…I also came across that ‘femcel’ series and🧍🏽‍♀️erm… no.

I appreciate the account who made the post discussing how the word trans and the f word are completely different. I didn’t even know that word was derogatory and it shocked me... I hope that account takes it down and they educate themselves or something cause 🙁👎🏽

yes pook YES smut can be underwhelming and so overdone. we definitely need more angst/fluff.. or just PLOT in general. no, i'm not saying don't write it at all (incase anons twist my words, cause.. they're good at that.) i'm just saying that it would be nice to see some fully fleshed out pieces with emotion and storytelling. i have something in the works though, that encompasses all genres (fluff/smut/angst) so, there's that!

people will so clearly write the whole petite pale white girl bs like "ur delicate small hand" or the fuckass "doey eyed and blushing cherub red" like NEVER portray reader so specifically unless you're going to specify it in the cw!!!! do whatever for ellie's white ass but for the love of gods and goddess BE AWARE OF READER AS A SPOT TO FILL, NOT AN OC!!!! idk how else to describe what i just said. but. it is said. so it. yeah. that whole delicate small petite thing kinda trickles into writing childlike readers too but. thats a whole nother discussion. no clue if i ever used that phrasing in the past tho i have no bold memories of my writings in detail.

i think people will listen to anybody but trans people who are actively calling it fetishization, like. all the mfs arguing with them say "trans and f💀ta aren't the same!" yeah. they aren't. cause one is like, a genuine, flesh and bone person.. with a whole story.. and feelings.. and experiences.. and one is.. fetishization. how many times do trans people have to repeat that? bet most of the people trying to argue against it aren't even trans.

the whole thing about authors "flooding" the tlou tag with palestine posts is also dumb as fuck. is scrolling a bit too taxing on your poor smut-guzzling thumbs?? ur scrolling over big booty fics, i think you can scroll a little further past those posts if you're really that much of a basement dwelling fuck that's sitting comfortably in their homes while a genocide is happening. out here sobbing cause people are spreading awareness. eat my bum bum booty. ++ also add-on cause we're holding writers accountable for ignoring a strike (different than not knowing at first) but there's also the artists!! they're there too.

anons r gonna come into my inbox abt all this but i'm not even gonna answer like, don't waste your time. im not reading all that. especially coming from an ANON 💀

me when

#⤹𓍢ִ໋aestras asks #ellie williams #ellie williams x reader #ellie williams smut #ellie tlou #lesbian #sapphic #ellie williams fic #ellie williams fanfiction #tlou #fanfiction

[ilylovelyz]

slow burn kiyoomi x reader 🥹

⍣ ೋ what is love?

˚ · . sakusa x afab!reader

: ̗̀➛ slowburn, angst w happy ending, heartbreak/rejection, mutual pining, denial is a river in egypt sakusa, slight jealousy and possessiveness, none of these are in order btw, sakusa is such an asshole, this is kinda all over the place </3, literally my longest story ever, my terrible attempt at my first actual slow burn, this is split into two parts because my phone cant handle it, prt 2.

we met for a reason. i'm still trying to figure that part out.

romance is something that sakusa didn't think was necessary in life.

he didn't deem it a serious issue, nor did he want that issue of "falling in love". whenever he heard his friends talking about their girlfriends or just romance in general, he had to hold back an aggressive eye-roll because he didn't see the hype of it all.

too busy with volleyball, he could barely make time for his own friends and family. he was okay with that, he didn't want to be distracted anyways. he didn't need that dumb "romance", he didn't need someone to hold his hand while he cried or whatever.

he didn't need to have someone to love, all he needed was himself, and himself only.

but, he couldn't help those vast, deep feelings late at night. the clock would read a wee time in the morning, but he couldn't sleep. his mind was purged with thoughts, questions, and curiosity.

what is love?

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he didn't expect his question to be answered so soon.

he remembers it in extreme detail, the day he met you. the air was getting colder, the trees getting more bare and leaves falling with every slight breeze. it was the beginning of his third year of high-school, his last year of high-school. he wanted to savor his last year before he finally graduated into adulthood, often admiring the crunch the orange-brown leaves underneath his feet.

he would find himself taking a different route home, walking through a park with many trees and plants. he thought the view was nice. the park was very popular when he was younger, but now, it was considered unordinary to even see a stray dog walking nearby.

the once beloved park was all but forgotten, giving a nostalgic yet liminal feeling. but it seemed it wasn't forgotten by all.

he was near almost exiting the park when he saw a bench ahead, with a figure sitting on it. the closer he got, did he realize it was a girl around maybe his age. when he was maybe 10 feet away from the bench, did he see that the girl was wearing his school uniform.

he was going to just leave the park, but of course, you heard his footsteps and acknowledged his presence, causing him to halt his steps. "hello! i didn't know that anyone was still visiting this place. you're wearing my school's uniform too! what's your name?" you eagerly said, almost blinding him with your energetic and bright energy.

he wonders how differently life would've been if he hadn't given you his name and engaged in small talk with you. although the conversation was short and almost awkward, he found an odd pleasure talking with you.

from the way he was so standoffish and cold, he, for some reason, thought you wouldn't be there the next day, maybe scaring you off from coming there again. and of course, the next day, you were there. you were sitting up on the bench, almost like you were awaiting him.

once you saw him, you harassed him with more questions and excited small talk, asking him little things and what grade he was in, etc. he was, like always, stiff and almost resistant, but that didn't seem to stop you from trying to make a conversation with him.

it was like that for the next few days, just you engaging random conversations with him as soon as he within 5 feet of you. at the beginning, it was almost exhausting because you were persistent and almost pushing information and communication with him. at some point, he would resist the urge to run away or telling you to simply shut up and leave him alone, or even just wondering if he should go back to his old walking route.

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within a few weeks it was like talking and seeing you become apart of his routine. the weather was much colder, and the days became shorter. after practice, an unaware komori would ask him if he would like to go with him to convenience stores or karaoke, but sakusa would immediately decline. he didn't even think about it before declining, nor did he think of a reason behind it.

to a logical sakusa, the sun was setting quickly now that it was the cold seasons, and with every minute, the air was getting colder, so he had to be quick and walk home. but, to a subconscious sakusa, he was quick to walk home because he knew you would be waiting for him. it would be rude to keep you waiting.

everything was good like that for a while. he came to accept your persistence and conversations, seeing you as nothing more than the chatty person on the bench, at the forgotten park, who has near 10 keychains on her school bag. he found himself conversing with you without a thought, almost talking with you until sunset, sometimes having to run home because he got carried away in conversation with you.

after he acknowledged your presence, he began to see you everywhere at school. whether it be walking to school (after deciding to take the park route for the mornings as well), at lunch, or even in the hallways. as usual, you would smile at him, bright and welcoming as always.

he remembers the day in great detail he acknowledged maybe you were a little more than "the chatty person on the bench, at the forgotten park, who has near 10 keychains on her school bag". it was in mid-november, when they had a particularly good and hard match held at their school. it felt good to win, and it felt even better that they didn't have to travel for it.

it was when he looked at his phone's time, exiting the locker rooms did he realize that he was forgetting something important. he didn't realize what is was though, but he tried to shrug it off by joining komori to go to a convenience store to get some celebration snacks, particularly umeboshi filled rice balls.

it was when he was paying for the snacks did he see a cute pink bear keychain, did he remember what he forgot about. within a second, and almost scaring his dear cousin, did he quickly pay and practically dash out the store, running down the sidewalk to the way to of the park. he ignored the oncoming rain clouds and sounds of thunder, almost slipping and running into many water puddles, almost falling his way down the stairs of the park.

he only stopped running when he was 10 feet away from the bench, chest heavy and rapidly moving as he tried to regain his breath. the sun was already setting, the sky in a shade of bright red to a solemn cloudy blue. he walked closer to the bench, eyes guilty as he took in your rain-soaked uniform and wet hair.

"why didn't you just go home." he asked, though it didn't sound much like a question, more like a demand. you stayed quiet for a minute, and during that minute, did sakusa's mind be purged with similar questions of why didn't you just go home. he just couldn't understand you.

"because i just wanted to talk with you, is all."

he mentally facepalmed at your response. are you serious? his eyebrows visibly cringed, mouth slightly agape at your nonchalant, almost brain cell-degrading response. no way this is real. no way you are real.

suddenly he found himself coming towards you, grabbing you from the bench with your wrist, forcing you onto your feet as he dragged you along with him to walk home. he didn't know where the hell you lived, but that didn't stop him from dragging you with him. on the way, he scolded you so intensely at some point he was just blabbering about how you piss him off so much, and that he just can't seem to understand how stupid you are.

for what reason did you do all of that for?! just to talk? unbelievable.

his almost insulting words and near-degradation just seemed to go in one ear, and out the other though, as you found yourself giggling and making mischievous remarks to his verbal abuse. your non-serious responses without a care in the word just seemed to make him angrier, the veins in his neck almost prominent because he was just that angry.

after a lot of walking around, he somehow found where you live without your help because you seemed to enjoy his suffering, and after a especially crude and almost bewildering response from you did he just have enough of you. before you could even laugh, he was spinning around to face you, grabbing you roughly by your shoulders, and shaking you intensely. almost as if he was trying to shake some common sense into you.

after condemning you to the hell, he roughly shoved two umeboshi rice balls and the pink bear keychain into your chest before storming off home. you ignored the way he basically assaulted you, only smiling at the fact that he had obviously thought of you when buying two umeboshi rice balls. he said it was his favorite food one of the first few times you had talked with him.

walking into your empty house, where you had no siblings, and two very hard-working parents. sitting down onto the floor's ledge to take off your shoes, you grabbed your school bag, adding the 11th keychain to your collection.

you blushed intensely at the seemingly little detail. how cute of him to note your little obsessions.

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yet another day that left sakusa laying awake at night thinking about the day's nonsense. particularly, your nonsense.

he was closing his damn eyes! he was somehow getting a headache from it. the "useful hack" his mother always told him on school nights when he seemed to have a hard time sleeping wasn't working. he found himself sighing in defeat, eyes wondering to the clock besides his bed every 5 minutes or so.

2:44am. massaging his temple, he laid his palm over his forehead. you're going to be the death of him. for the past few weeks, you've been almost plaguing his life. you've plagued his park, his school, his volleyball, hell, even his dreams.

could he even call them dreams? more like nightmares.

his hand traveled down to his mouth, covering it in denial.

his eyes were low with resistance and exhaustion, softly fluttering as he deeply inhaled, preparing himself as he sought out for reasoning and "maybe"s to explain your stupid actions and the way you've become such a distraction to his once peaceful life.

except, there were no "maybe"s. only one truth, that he doesn't want to accept

he let out the breath he's been holding back for the past minute or so for a sigh of defeat. his other free hand comes to lay against his chest, feeling his heart beat rebelliously against his will.

he finally feels the need for sleep, eyes closing to escape from his thoughts. he's had enough for the day. he's had enough. before he lulls asleep, he thinks back to the question he's only asked himself during the similar times when he wasn't able to fall asleep due to mindlessness curiosity.

what is love?

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the day after that, sakusa hesitantly makes his way to the park.

it's cold as hell, he might have to start taking the much shorter route home, but he knows he won't.

he's slow with his walk in the park, knowing that towards the end, he'll have to pass by you, and engage with you like always. when he does walk past you, you don't engage with him as quickly as you usually do.

he doesn't know if it's because today, the weather is shit, or if it's because he looked almost disturbed at the sight of you after yesterday, or perhaps.. no. he shakes his head at the "maybe"s, it's best to be logical. he thinks that you're stupid enough to not have connected the dots.

he stands, again, away from you, almost as if he's ready to just walk away from you. but today, unlike his usual 8-10 feet distance sway from you, he's gotten closer. he's instead 5 feet away from you, how cute of him to try to try to be closer today, even after you put him through hell yesterday.

he puts his hands into the pockets of his trousers. you chalk it up to him being cold because he wasn't wearing gloves, for a matter of fact, he hasn't been wearing gloves for a while now. he used to have a pair, black, but he seemingly has lost them.

you stay observing him for a minute, eyebrow raised and mouth in a fine-line. he cowers his head into his black scarf, a little nervous due to your sudden stoicism.

you observe him even closer now that he's physically closer to you. he has nice hair, quite fluid and bouncy curls that move with the sharp wind. he has nice cheekbones, nose tall and great. it's cute how his one pale feature are now twinged with a light redness due to the cold.

you think he looks better in the winter, his dark and mysterious aura blends in with the subliminal background. almost like a model. with his dark coat and scarf, he looks snug and cozy, you're jealous.

suddenly, you're smiling at him mischievously. "'omi.." you coo, arms reaching for your school bag. at first. he used to scold you for addressing him by his first name, heartlessly telling you that you're not his friend, and that it's disrespectful not to use honorifics with someone you barely know. but now, he finds himself somehow softening at the nickname you've given him. somehow. but he's more nervous at the way you're smiling at him, smiling at him the way a teacher with no empathy does after they gave their student detention after being late by one minute.

he's prideful at the way he was able to hide he was about to turn blue from holding his breath as he wrote up your unusual behavior as you point out the newest collection to your keychains. "i really like the keychain you got me." you snide.

he silently nods at your words, not unusual due to his quiet nature. "i think it was really cute." you smirk. his head props up at the praise, "yeah, i got it at the little convenience store near the-", "no, i'm not talking about the keychain. i mean, i am, but i thought it was cute that you bought it for me." you interrupt, eyes crinkled up into a silly smile.

"were you thinking of me?" you say, covering your mouth in feigned surprise. his once stoic features turned almost annoyed. he finds that his face heats up, but chalks it up to the cold temperature.

his eyes blink a few times as you randomly start looking through the messy-ness that you call the contents of your bag, rummaging through crinkled up papers and candy wrappers before you seemingly find what you're looking for. with speeds that he swears he's never seen your lazy ass travel at, you whip out a pair of knit thick black gloves, holding it close to your face as you show it off to him before holding it them out for him.

"i made them for you. i noticed you haven't worn your black gloves in awhile, did you lose them?" with that, his annoyed expression soon softens with defeat.

usually due to the short daylight timing now, he would be heading home. the sun is close to setting, and the temperature is only getting lower. but, he finds sighing to himself slowing making his way closer to the bench before sitting down on it for the first time ever in the history of the past four months of talking with him.

you grin at this, mouth opening to start yet another mindless conversation with him.

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"yo, kiyoomi. do you have any plans for this saturday?" komori asks, "me and the team are going to go for karaoke and then something to eat. you should come." sakusa finishes wrapping up a knit black scarf around his neck before responding. "no, sorry, i have plans for this saturday. maybe another time."

komori is disappointed, but not surprised. "what do you have planned?" he asks, curious to as what his introvert cousin has planned. he takes note of the new scarf kiyoomi has, it's quite thick and warm looking. it's then does he connect the dots.

"are you going on a date with y/l/n-san?!" he teases, bringing a hand up to tug on the end of the scarf that was most-likely made by you, as, according to what sakusa said about you during the last family function after his mother pointed out sakusa has been seen "nonchalantly" texting with a girl and was all the sudden curt and annoyed.

it was during then that sakusa had admitted it was a girl, but refused the fact that it was in that way of texting, y'know, talking. but following that statement, he proceeded to privately talk to komori about you after he pressed him more on the matter.

one of the only few things sakusa said about it was him hesitantly muttering "she likes to knit, she's a grandma." before he refused to say anything more. it was only until a week later when komori finally met you after he spotted you and sakusa talking in the hallway.

he slapped his hand away from the scarf defensively. "it's not a date! it's just a casual hang-out." he scoffed coldly, hands trying to fight off his cousin's teasing hands, almost turning into a full-on wrestling match.

"congrats on getting a date!" one of his teammates said as he left the locker room, curly hair distressed from the assault he had just endured. he didn't have anymore energy to reply. he was slightly annoyed at his teammates making a big deal out of nothing. but why was he being so defensive about it? even to himself it was weird. overall, as he said, it's just a hang-out. not a date. nothing serious.

his hands fumbled around in his pockets, clad with the gloves you made him as waited at the intersection. his eyes stared at the road lights, counting down the seconds he could cross before eventually the light that was the pedestrian symbol lit up. he crossed with haste, overtaking those also making their way across. "mama, i'm cold," he heard a child say, clinging to their mother's warmth.

it is cold today. very cold, one of the coldest days so far this winter. he's lucky that you were kind enough to make him gloves and eventually a scarf, thick enough that it might as well be considered some type of cold resistant armor. his gloved hand mindlessly comes up to play with the ends of the scarf, it's become like a destresser for him when in large crowds like these.

he finds his anxiety dissipating as he gets closer towards the park, the crowds becoming more scarce before there's only one or two wondering souls walking around. he eventually comes to the main entrance, to the stairs of the sidewalk that leads into the low elevated park's grass. he makes sure to grab onto the metal handrail as he slowly steps down the now frozen-over steps before eventually stepping into the snow clad grass.

it's now december. almost 5 months of meeting you, and 5 months filled with meeting you after-school at this park. he makes his way towards the meeting spot, thick slow crunching underneath his feet with every step.

he sighs deeply as he sees you from across the field. you're just a tiny dot in the horizon, but he knows it's you. . the serene gentle snowfall and almost all-white background seems to be almost unreal as you sit back on the bench, eyes low and face the calmest he's seen as you wait for him.

you haven't seemed to have notice him yet, you have bad senses after-all. he takes this opportunity to just stand there and watch you, wondering if you'll do anything weird or unusual. but you don't, you just sit there, calm, awaiting him. it's not until the breeze picks up and his time of usual arrival has long passed do you start to look around.

much to your surprise, and for some reason, his surprise, do you finally see him standing 15 feet behind you, watching you.

you fluster and babble out obscenities as you connect the dots and realize he's been there all along, watching you. "you watching me this entire time? that's so rude y'know." you pout, arms crossing with feigned annoyance as he takes his place on the bench next to you.

he softly sighs at your whining, "i wanted to see if you would notice. you're not the brightest bulb out there y'know?" he says for-a-matter-of-fact. you proceed to give him the cold shoulder.. for two minutes before you're switching up your attitude and giving him a bright smile, turning your body towards him.

you ask him a question that you've been asking him for the past few days now.

"let's go to the plaza saturday!" you chatter, eyes wide with excitement as you tell him all the "benefits" of him going to the mall with you. "y'know, we can walk around, look at all the stuff, maybe buy some stuff, eat some stuff, and even go see the big christmas tree they put up!" he's quiet after, eyes looking to the side with feigned boredom.

you whine out defeatedly. "c'mon, omi.." the cry of his name has him softening once again. he was going to say yes eventually, just to torture you the way you love to torture him, but with the saying of his once-annoying nickname you chose for him, he gave in, slumping with a sigh.

"gee, fine. i'll go." he said, eyes rolling at your gleeful shouts. he tunes out your excited talks about what the two of you could do at the plaza when he realized that it's getting dark quicker than usual.

you stop talking when he abruptly stands up. "omi? you're leaving already..?" you cry out, eyebrows arching with disappointment. hands patting the snowfall off his coat, he turns to you. he's for some reason quick to soothe you. "we should start getting home, it's already getting dark. i don't want you walking home alone while it's dark."

you blush at his invitation, "you're walking me home..?" his eyebrow arches as he gives you a questioning look. "did i not say i don't want you walking home alone at night? it's dangerous."

"no, you've said enough, let's go!" you say, a hop in your step as you get up and start walking alongside him.

the walk home was unusually quiet yet peaceful. he walked a few steps behind you, whilst you were peacefully unaware, he was paying close attention to any shadow that moved.

at some point, a guy with a large black hood walked past the two of you, thus sparking a large spike of anxiety within sakusa. suddenly, the lazy walk turned into one of haste as his hands became glued to your back, forcing you to practically speed walk.

"kiyoomi! not everyone is an enemy!" you cried out, almost tripping over your own feet after a particular harsh shove when sakusa decided you weren't going fast enough for his liking.

much faster than to your liking, the two of you made it to your home. "better safe than sorry." he said stoically, opening your front gate for you while his eyes were still wandering around for anymore "suspicious" people. you pouted at this lame attempt of walking home together for the first time. "geez, you're such a scaredy cat." you mumbled.

he found himself lightly chuckling at your words. "goodnight, y/n-san," closing your front gate, making sure it was secure and locked, though, he didn't have much faith in it, as it was a simple stake bed latch. you yelled back a farewell goodnight, looking back to look at him as you unlocked your door before giving him a final smile and stepping into your house and closing your front door.

he stood at your gate for a minute before noticing your bedroom light come on, seeing you peek out the window. "what a creep," he hypocritically said to himself before finally walking back the way to his own house, once again passing by the same hooded guy, watching him with cold eyes.

except this time, the hood wasn't on. sakusa's eyes widened with embarrassment as he saw it was a simple, old frail man, almost old looking enough to be someone's great grandma.

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sakusa stayed close to you as the two of you walked around the crowds of people, making sure not to get too close to them for the sake of sakusa's sanity.

it was saturday, and here the two of you were, at the plaza.

sakusa was not big on fashion, but he did make it a point to not be lazy and at least try to look good. but since it was an outing, he made sure to try especially hard to look good. for some reason, he found himself wondering your opinion on some of his clothes as he picked out what to wear.

he sported a black oversized jacket a grey hoodie underneath and black trousers with white shoes. he made sure his curls looked extra tight and bouncy today as well. he also wore the scarf and gloves you made for him

he was relieved when his efforts didn't go unnoticed. "you really outdid yourself today. this is like, my first time seeing you without sweatpants, haha. oh, you smell nice too! did you get a new cologne?" you praised, hand coming to playfully punch at his shoulder.

"no, i wear this cologne, 'like', all the time, you look.. okay today too." he sarcastically said, pausing mid-sentence to eye you with feigned disgust. while you were whining and insulting him back, he took note of your outfit. you were wearing a beige wrap coat and large fluffy pink scar, with cream pants and white boots. he looked away quickly, looking everywhere but you. for some reason you're hard to look at today.

"so do you wanna eat first or-", before you could finish your sentence, you were interrupted by a call of sakusa's first name. you turned to see who called, eyes landing on the familiar face of sakusa's cousin, the rest being what you could only guess as sakusa's volleyball team.

"we didn't expect to see you here! what a coincidence?!" one of his teammates loudly boasted. before either of you could realize it, his teammates had practically surrounded him, separating the two of you. he could only quiver and shake with embarrassment as one of his worst fears could ever come to be. you stood there off to the side as you watched as they basically kidnapped sakusa and at the same time, pampered him like some baby.

you didn't know if you should laugh or just walk away. you know how it was for a guy and his friends. go big or go home.

you were deciding whether or not to fake an emergency before komori had suddenly called your name, catching the attention of his teammates. suddenly, you were the one who was kidnapped and pampered as you were bombarded with questions and introductions. you swear you even heard one of sakusa's teammates scold him for keeping a "big secret" away from them.

sakusa was about to proclaim his innocence and state it was a simple hang-out, not a date, before he literally almost snapped his neck at one of his unaware teammates calling you cute. that was his breaking point, as he found himself forcing a barrier between you and his teammates, practically condemning them to hell.

suddenly one of his teammates had the bright idea to bring what he probably thought was the best suggestion ever. "since we are now all here, let's hang out!" like unison, they all agreed as one, excluding a regretful komori and sakusa. he turned to you with a frightful face as you even agreed.

his worst nightmare, come true.

the next few hours were spent dreadfully as his you and his teammates practically dragged him alongside random places. arcades, shops, entertainment, food stalls, you name it, if it existed, it was visited.

"hey! let's go into this souvenir shop!" komori yelled, taking interest in a specific aesthetically-pleasing souvenir shop. "but we aren't even, like, foreigners.. we live here-", he said, trying to disagree before he was yet again dragged in.

he felt himself at wit's end. he just wanted this to be a relaxing day, with no distractions nor faults. he wasn't even able to talk with you that much, as this entire fucking time, his teammates were treating you like some damn celebrity. he somberly walked around the souvenir shop, nothing particularly special or eye-catching.

he was walking with a limp in his step before he suddenly nearly bumped into you. all the sudden, he had no limp and he wasn't dying of boredom. "aren't these cute?" you purred, eyes glued to silver keychains of various designs. he took note of the keychains, some of them gold, some of religious designs, some of animals, some mixed with stars and hearts.

he nodded to your question. "yes, they are." the sweet, finally quiet moment between the two of you was suddenly interrupted by a loud, grating voice of the same seemingly still unaware teammate from earlier addressing you by your first name. "hey y/n, what you lookin' at?" he cheerfully said, clearly not having a speck of awareness.

sakusa felt weird for some reason. almost a bit embarrassed. no, thats not it. he can't quite bit his finger on it. "oh, so suddenly you're on a first name basis with y/n-san? she's your senior, and you just met her didn't you?" he snided, almost growling at his blissfully unaware teammate.

his teammate frowned at sakusa's harsh words, "she doesn't have a problem with it. why do you care?" sakusa found himself almost fuming at that, only calming down komori finally stepped in, overhearing their conversation from nearby.

"hey, kiyoomi, y/l/n, we are gonna go back to the arcade, do you wanna come?" he asked, trying to diffuse the situation. thankfully, you declined his invitation, too fixated in the many keychains in front of you. sakusa happily declined, bidding farewell to his teammates.

as he watched them leave, he couldn't help but be so bothered by the whole situation. hand in his pocket, he frowned at the experience. he tuned everything out, only replying to your questions with short responses.

why is this so difficult? why is he even so mad? he can't just be mad at his teammate like that. but he is. but why? it was just small talk between the two of you. but then again, his teammate doesn't know you like that enough to be referring and talking to you like you're a good friend of his or something.

sakusa himself doesn't even refer your first name without honorifics, and he definitely didn't call you by your first name within three hours of meeting you too. his teammate doesn't know the way you have an obsession with keychains. his teammate doesn't know you like knitting. his teammate doesn't know the first 5 things about you like sakusa does, so he needs to stop with being all buddy-buddy with you.

mid-mental rant, he oddly found his hand coming up to his scarf, intertwining his fingers with the ends of the loose yarn. his eyebrows are furrowed intensely with thought as he tried to figure out whats bothering him.

he's distressed as his fingers fumble with the yarn, mind working as he tries to figure out a solution to this new issue of his.

"omi?" you coo out.

he's quick to look up at you, voice alluring and gentle. "omi, aren't these cute?" he takes a second as he regains himself to look at whatever you're cooing over.

two silver keychains. both imprinted of with a weasel, molded of exact shapes to fit together like puzzle pieces when forced together. little stars and hearts surrounding the weasels in question. two silver matching keychains of weasels that seem to be in love, meant for couples.

"omi?" you say once again, awaiting a response from him. he's yet to respond, eyes slightly wide as he realizes he's found the issue. he takes a minute before he's asking you a question that he's been longing to be answered.

"y/n-san," he hesitantly calls out. you finally look at him, acknowledging the odd tone within his voice. you tilt your head at him, plump lips tilted upwards in a pout.

"y/n-sa-.. y/n.. what is love to you?"

your eyes widen at his unexpected question. you stammer and awkwardly giggle at his question, "w-what?" he's quick to remind you of his question, "what is love, to you."

you blink a few times before your eyes soften and you turn back to look at the matching keychains. "to me.. love is when you just.." you mumble. sakusa cranks his head at that, still quite confused at your answer.

you take his obvious confusion to elaborate further. "..w-well, love can be different for many people. for some, y'know, it could be love-at-first-sight, like they just make eye contact with someone and just fall in love with them.." you check to see if he's still confused and listening before you continue on.

"..then there's unrequited love, which is kinda one sided.. theres platonic love, y'know the love you give to your family. compassionate is when you not only feel love, but also sexual desire. there's obviously self-love. there's also love where it's obsessive, which is less about love and more about control-," mid-blabbering sakusa had interrupted you. "but what is love, to you."

ah. you finally took the keychains off their rack, holding the cold silver within your palms, smiling down at them warmly. "to me, love is when you just adore someone so much.. like you wanna be with them all the time, wanna talk to them all the time. you'll try your best for them, even if they try to push you away. you can't help but think of them constantly, you get reminded of them by the tiniest things ever.." you paused for a second, cheeks a twinge of red.

"some call that unconditional love. when you love them no matter what. 'n omi.. y'know.." you took a deep inhale, preparing to face him. "i really don't know, it's a little too early to say.. but.. i really like you.." you confessed, voice growing meek towards the end, finally shifting your whole body towards him.

only, he wasn't where he was standing a literal five minutes ago. no, you looked around the store, occasionally calling out his name, still holding the two matching keychains within your clenched, nervous hands.

he was gone.

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he was glad it was during winter break did he last see you. he wouldn't be able to face you if he had to see you so soon.

he couldn't sleep, it was now the day of new year's eve. he glanced up at the clock. 2:09AM

for the past week or so, he had you on mute, stomach dropping with guilt every time he saw the many unopened messages you sent him, the last one being sent earlier during the evening.

he brushed a hand through his distressed curls, hoping to alleviate his stress. komori and his teammates has also sent him messages as well, many of which along the lines of "hey, what happened? where did you go?" or even "where are you? y/l/n is all alone."

what made him even more stressed was when the very same teammate from saturday had texted sakusa asking for your number. sakusa didn't even respond to that dumb message.

sakusa sat up in his bed, giving up on sleeping. eventually, he'll have to face you, he can't hide from you forever. forehead crinkling at the obnoxious light of his phone, he pressed a hesitant think to your contact, heart regretting immediately when he saw your texts.

6:54PM omi where did u go?

7:00PM u okay? did u leave?

7:11PM i found komori and the others

7:15PM did i make you uncomfortable?

7:15PM im really sorry if i did

7:34PM ur teammate is offering to walk me home

7:36PM komori is walking me home too

7:36PM ur cousin is so nice! ur teammate is rllly funny too haha ヾ(^ ^ゞ

7:50PM just made it home

7:52PM kinda wouldve preferred if it was u who walked me home haha (≖͞_≖̥)

9:03PM goodnight kiyoomi ´･ᴗ･`

he couldn't help but furrow his eyebrows in distaste at the mention of his teammate, although slightly relieved at komori making so you wouldn't be alone with him. you texted him the day after a few more times after before you stopped texting all together.

the last text you sent this evening was you wishing sakusa a happy new year with a bunch of happy emojis. his felt swelled with what he now knows what he's been feeling these couple months of knowing you. the tender fondness he has for you has him chewing on his lip with anxiety.

before he could stop himself, his fingers began to tap against the screen.

2:20AM y/n let's talk.

with a regretful sigh, he lowered his elbow over his eyes in shame. he relaxed his body, heart steady. only, his heart once calm started to beat intensely once he saw the familiar light up of his phone.

2:22AM let's meet at the park for new years?

this is the longest fic ive ever written and it's only half of it i dont expect it to get a whole lot attention cuz its quite shit my phone is lagging as i write this im splitting it into two parts because my phone cant handle this PLEAE leave a like and repost 😭 prt 2.

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[vodika-vibes]

Hi hi your writing is a source of comfort for me—I love coming back from a long day and just opening up your blog to destress! if you’re still taking any requests, can I request for a fluffy prompt of “finding someone flirting with your crush but all they have is eyes for you, and only you” with Alpha-17? If not, totally okay! Thank you! 🫶

His Choice

Summary: While on a diplomatic mission with Alpha-17, things take a change.

Pairing: Alpha-17 x F!Reader

Word Count: 1622

Warnings: Alpha is an asshole and says things poorly. Some minor angst.

Tagging: @trixie2023 @n0vqni

A/N: Hihi! I'm so glad that my writing is a source of comfort for you! I hope that this is close to what you wanted, though I might jump around a little because I'm trying to write with a migraine. "But vod'ika!" You're probably thinking, "Why are you doing such a thing?" And then answer is because I'm dumb. That's why. I hope you enjoy this!

Divider by Saradika

He’s late.

You fold your arms over your chest and tap your foot in an increasingly irritated rhythm.

Alpha is late. He’s never late. And if you weren’t so annoyed, you would be worried. Or, well, you might have been worried if it wasn’t Alpha-17 who was missing.

Of course, this isn’t Kamino. So maybe…

No. Alpha’s fine. He’s probably just off doing something to intentionally annoy you. Because that’s what he does. It’s like he calculates exactly what’s going to cause you the most aggravation and then he does it in the most annoying way possible.

Which makes your massive crush on him annoying in and of itself. You keep telling yourself that it’s a physical crush only, the man is built like a human tank after all. But no, you might be capable of lying to yourself, but not to that extent.

The truth is that you’re attracted to the man for more than his looks. And it’s the most annoying aspect of your life at the moment.

You glance at your chrono, and then sigh.

Fine. Fine! If he’s going to drag his feet, you’ll just go and get him. It’s fine. It’s not like you’re on a time crunch. It’s not like you’re here for work, or anything.

A sharp exhale escapes you, and you push away from the wall and you head back towards the hotel where you and Alpha were staying. He had better be sick. You think darkly. He had better have a good reason for making you wait for as long as you have been.

You step into the hotel and look around the lobby quickly as you head to the lifts, and then you slow to a stop. There, standing on the opposite side of the front desk is Alpha-17. Is Alpha-17 talking to a woman who is obviously flirting with him. 

You feel a deep surge of annoyance, followed by a sharp sting of hurt, followed by the urge to bash both of their heads in. You’ve probably been spending too much time with men who are too happy to punch first and ask questions never.

So you take a moment to shove the sudden urge for violence deep down, to be dealt with later, and you stalk over to the pair. 

To his credit, the moment Alpha notices your presence, his gaze locks on you and stays there. His sharp gaze flickers across your face, and a smug smirk crosses his face. “Mesh’la,” He drawls the nickname in a way that sets all of your nerves on edge.

“You’re late.” You ground out, intentionally ignoring the woman who’s trying to press her chest against Alpha.

“Not that late,” Alpha replies absently, as he brushes the woman away from him without a second glance.

“It’s been an hour since we said we were going to meet up.” You ground out.

He pauses and then his smirk grows, “Like I said.”

“You are the most infuriating-”

“Uh, excuse me.” Your tirade is interrupted by the woman, “We are in the middle of something, so you can take your very unfashionable self and go somewhere else.”

You stare at the slightly taller woman, and then turn your disbelieving stare onto Alpha, “The next time I’m forced to go anywhere off of Kamino, I’m taking Fordo.” You hiss at him. 

Alpha shoots a glare at the woman who had been flirting with him, a glare acidic enough that she flinches back, and then he pins you with the same glare. Of course, you’ve been on the receiving end of that glare dozens of times over the years you’ve worked with him, “You will not.” His statement comes out as an order.

“Watch me. In fact, I might even call him now.” You dig into your pocket and pull out your comm, which is promptly snatched from your hand, “Hey!”

Alpha shoves your comm into his own pocket, “You’re not calling Fordo. I’m already here, there’s no point in bothering him.”

The woman, ignored, huffed loudly and shoved her elbow into your side causing you to stumble, “Alpha,” She whines, “Let’s go somewhere else.”

Alpha’s hand is immediately on your shoulder, steadying you, and he pins the woman with a glare that has caused the most hardened Mandalorians to quail, “As I’ve said to you, several times, I’m not going anywhere with you. Now get lost.”

She scowls, “You have no idea what you’re missing out on.”

“A handful of venereal diseases, probably.” He counters sarcastically, and then he turns his back on her, and flickers his gaze over you.

“That was mean.” You chide as soon as the pair of you are alone.

“She hit you.” Alpha counters, “And I’ve never claimed to be nice.”

“Don’t I know it.” You grumble, “Can we go now?” You ask as you rub your side, you’re definitely going to have a bruise. She had amazingly sharp elbows.

Alpha’s gaze sharpens at the movement, and he lightly grips your wrist and pulls your hand away from your side. He presses his hand right over the sore spot, and you try to jerk away from him.

“That hurts, Alpha!” You hiss at him.

“I have bacta in my room,” He replies bluntly as he tugs you towards the hall that leads to his room.

“I don’t need bacta-” You try to say, but he won’t be denied.

He keys in the door code, and tugs you into the room, and only then does he release you, “Honestly, Alpha,” You try again, “I’m fine. It’s just a bruise-”

“Take your shirt off,” He interrupts as he pulls a bottle of bacta out of his bag.

You flush, “I am not-!” You stop mid-sentence as he just looks at you. Your flush deepens, but you grip the hem of your shirt and you pull your shirt up and off, “There, happy?”

Alpha’s gaze drags across your chest for a moment, lingering on a simple bra that you preferred, “Ecstatic.” he replies dryly before he sits on the edge of the bed, and motions for you to come over to him.

The bruise on your side is red and angry looking, and you hiss in pain as Alpha prods your side with inquisitive fingers, “That still hurts, Alpha.”

“I’m trying to make sure nothing is broken, brat.” He retorts. 

You scowl at him, but don’t say anything as he continues his investigation. Though a quiet whimper does escape you as he presses a little too hard on one spot. He immediately moves his hand and lightly brushes his thumb over the bruise as an apology, rather than saying the word.

“Nothing feels broken, but I’ll want to keep an eye on it.” Alpha says after a moment.

“I told you I was fine.” You say in return.

“You have a tendency to downplay your injuries.” He replies.

That’s true, but you don’t want to give him the satisfaction of being right. “I’m sorry for interrupting your conversation.” You say instead, now that the hurt and the anger has faded you’re just left with a painful guilt. Alpha deserves to be happy, even if it’s not with you…maybe especially if not with you.

“The only reason I didn’t walk away from her when she started talking to me was because you convinced me that it’s important to be polite to natborns.” Alpha says flatly.

“You don’t have a problem walking away from me mid-conversation.” You point out quietly.

“Yeah, that’s because you’re you.”

You don’t say anything to that, but there’s no hiding the way that your face falls and the way your gaze drops to the floor as hurt blossoms in your chest.

“Fuck. I didn’t mean it like that.” Alpha says with a sigh.

“It’s fine.”

“No, it’s not.” He reaches up and lightly taps your chin, “Look at me. Please?”

You lift your gaze slightly to meet his.

“I meant,” He clarifies slowly, “That I’m able to be myself around you. This whole…diplomacy thing isn’t easy for me. But I don’t have to pretend to be nice around you. I can just be me.”

You shoot him a doubtful look.

His smile is slightly sardonic, “This isn’t easy for me, mesh’la. I’m a soldier who has to play politics all of a sudden, and I’m terrible at it.”

“You do kind of suck at it,” You admit with a small smile.

“I’m really terrible at playing nice. But you don’t expect me to play nice, or to even be polite.” Alpha scans your face for a moment, “I respect the fuck out of you, you know that.” You duck your head slightly, and he grips your chin to force you to meet his gaze again. “I mean it.”

You lick your lips nervously, “I know, if you didn’t respect me I wouldn’t still be living on Kamino.”

Alpha’s thumb trails over your lower lip, and you shiver slightly, “If I’m allowed a choice,” he says slowly, quietly, “Then I want you.”

“I’m sorry?”

He lightly taps your lips with his thumb, “For a romantic partner.” He clarifies.

And your face burns with flustered embarrassment, “Can we have this conversation when I’m not half naked?” You ask.

“No. I like the view.” He smiles, “I’m going to kiss you now.” Alpha warns.

Somehow your face flames even more. 

And then his hand is on the back of your neck, and your lips are against his, and you melt against him. And then you’re sitting on his lap and your hands are fisted in his hair, and you’re not really sure you understand how you got in this position, but you’re not complaining.

After all, this is all you’ve ever wanted from him.

#star wars #tcw #alpha-17 x reader #star wars fanfiction #x reader fanfiction #answered asks

[swagatron9]

You know you like it

Pairings: Maggie Greene x fem!reader

Warnings: None

Summary: You and maggie go to the pharmacy together.

The ride to the pharmacy was slow and awkward as you sat behind Maggie on the horse. "So..." You trailed off, hoping something would be said between the two of you. When Maggie didn't say anything you decided to continue speaking. "You been ridin' horses long?" Maggie audibly sighed as she continued to focus on getting the two of you to the pharmacy. "Dumb question? Okay." You mentally facepalmed as you now created an even thicker tension between the two of you.

It was a ghost town, to no surprise, as you marched through the empty streets until you reached your destination. "This is it- Woah." Maggie pulled the horse to stop and slid off, causing you to repeat her actions.

"How lovely." You mumbled about the sign in the window. You pushed through the door first, holding it open for Maggie as you looked around the store.

"I'll go see what antibiotics are left, what else is on the list?" Maggie asked. You handed her the list of things that everyone had written down, leaving the special one that Lori had specifically given you.

"I'll go see what else we can scavenge, shout if you need-" You didn't get a chance to finish what you were saying as Maggie had already walked away. "Anything." You quietly said to yourself.

Looking around at the feminine hygiene section, your eyes skimmed for the box of pregnancy tests Lori had asked for, you figured that this was something you guys would talk about at a later time so you never bothered to ask any questions.

You threw in a few more items from the area that you were in before finally spotting a box of what you needed.

The pregnancy tests were shoved in your bag as you heard Maggie approaching. "What'd you got?" Picking up the first item you could find, you stood up and showed her what you were 'looking for', only not realising what exactly it was you grabbed. "Condoms? You got a boyfriend I don't know about?"

"Me? No, no. I don't- I don't know why I grabbed them- Girls?" You stammered.

Maggie had a slight smirk as she looked down at the box of condoms. "You must be a bit confused then." Your mouth was left resting open as you struggled to get out the words you were trying to say.

"What? Us- No. I know how anatomy works. I wouldn't- I'm sorry. I don't know what to say." Your words brought amusement to Maggie as she thrived on the idea of teasing you. "Wait. You think I wanna have sex with you? Do you like girls?" You couldn't help but ask.

Maggie shrugged her shoulders. "In this world? I'm up for anything if that's the answer you were lookin' for." Your eyes slowly looked Maggie up and down as you took in her words. You couldn't help but bite your lip at the sudden burst of confidence.

"I'll keep that in mind then." You replied as you picked up your things and walked past Maggie.

You froze in place at Maggie's next words. "I'll have sex with you." You looked over your shoulder to see Maggie staring right back at you.

Looking around at the area you took in all the mess around. "Look Maggie, there's nothing wrong with you, it's just this isn't really the ideal place for something like that to happen. We can't exactly stand up when we're-"

"I get it." Maggie interrupted. "No need to explain yourself. If you don't want to that's fine." Maggie went to leave the store and you began to panic.

"What? No, Maggie. I do. I'd love to, I'd just prefer it if we were in a more comfortable and safe environment. We don't exactly know if this place is safe. There could be freaks or people 'round here." You stopped rambling when you saw the smile on Maggie's face.

"I know you do. Just wanted to see how desperate you are." Like a gaping fish, you stood in surprise as you watched Maggie walk out of the store. "You comin'?" She called back to you.

You jogged out of the store, a bubbly feeling in your gut as you realised that there was definitely a chance between you guys.

You hopped up on the horse behind Maggie, your hands wrapped lightly around her waist. "Don't try anythin'," Maggie mumbled. You chuckled at her words.

"You know you like it." Maggie smiled at your response as she commanded the horse to leave.

While there was still silence on your way back it was a comfortable one at that and the ride back was peaceful, but that wasn't enough to calm the excitement that bubbled inside you. Hoping that one day you and Maggie will actually get the opportunity to get down and dirty.

#maggie greene #maggie greene x reader #twd #twd x reader #the walking dead #twd maggie

[reinabeestudio]

Well I'm bedridden and bored as hell. Thus, I'll finally share some lore about the heart-themed ship. And about certain item they share

(+ adding context to this drawing)

Well, the thing with the necklace was not something planned by him. It just... happened.

You see, he went to search some place to eat on the island. Inside of one of these places, he spotted Miel. Sitting by herself, looking rather pensive as she fiddled with the petal of a blue hibiscus. He decided to approach her—by sneaking up on her, laughing when she jumped. She punched his arm when she recovered with an annoyed expression, calling him an idiot, which only made him laugh harder as he took a seat next to her. He glanced at the flower before looking back at her.

“What, you gonna eat that or something?”

“Haha, real funny, Oak. No, one of the waitresses gave it to me. It's to be worn, you see.” She pointed at another customer, wearing a red hibiscus in their hair.

Dammit, there she was with the 'Oak' thing again.

“Told ya to call me Blue. Being called Oak makes me feel like my gramps!”

“Why are you here, Oak?”

He started to think that maybe she did call him by his last name just to annoy him. But you know, he was there because of her.

“What, can't we have a nice friendly moment? We're in the same team.”

“I can't fathom why you would want to spend time with me.”

In that moment his trademark smirk shrinked a bit, when he heard her voice sound... well, sad. Alright, perhaps this was more serious than he thought.

“There's something on your mind.”

“And when not?” she replied with a light chuckle. Nuh uh, he wasn't gonna let her slip away like that. He scooted a bit closer to her on their seats, putting his arm around her shoulder.

“C'moooon, pidge. You can tell me! Just between us.”

She looked at him with a raised eyebrow after the nickname, silently looking at him. He could feel the gears in her brain spinning in that moment, thinking of what to do.

Ultimately, she sighed and looked back at the flower on her hands, feelings its soft petals.

“What is there after Pasio?”

“.... Huh?”

“When we're done with Pasio, I assume Leaf and Red will go their ways.” Yeah that sounded like his rival. That hermit. “What about you? What will you do?”

That was actually a good question. It got him thinking for several minutes, humming in thought until an answer came to his mind.

“Fieldwork, probably. My job makes me travel 'round the regions a lot.”

“.... I see. Of course, that makes sense....”

The absolute dejected look she had after answering told him that was probably not something she wanted to hear. It broke his heart a bit, to be honest.

“And you? What're you gonna do after this?”

“Ah, me? That isn't important, I was just curious—”

“Miel.”

The sudden serious tone caused her to look at him, visibly surprised. She looked... nervous. Which meant he was getting somewhere. He had to keep talking or she'd close off again.

She sighed. “I.... I don't know. I have nowhere to go. It's... it's scary out there, I don't know what to expect.”

The way she talked about the world sometimes, she sounded like she's never dealt with Pokemon before. A dumb thought, but it's a thought that kept popping up on his mind.

“.... Oak? Can I be honest for a second?”

“Uh, sure?”

“You're the only thing I have.”

That shouldn't have made his heart beat faster. Not when she was looking at him like an abandoned cat.

“I-I mean that I have nowhere to go,” she quickly corrected herself.

There was silence after that. Not an awkward one, but rather a silence of processing and understanding. Was this the reason behind she kept 'taking things slow' in the island? Did she really have nothing else to look forward to afterwards?

“I got an idea,” he said, breaking the silence. Miel didn't look at him but she didn't stop him, so he took this as a sign to continue. “I'll show ya around.”

That made look at him, her fingers no longer fumbling with the petals of the flower resting on her lap. “I'm already familiar enough with the island, Oak.”

“Wh- no, I meant I'll show ya around the world!”

“Ah, I see.....” Give her a minute. “WAIT, are you suggesting I travel with you?” There we go.

“Yeah. Why not?”

“I appreciate the offer, but I don't think it's wise to accept. I'm not very familiar with battles and Pokemon, as you have seen.” She sighed. Which meant she was going to be honest for a second. “I wouldn't want to be a bother while you work.”

“.... Say, I got another idea. A challenge!”

His idea was simple: he would help her during their stay in Pasio. He would help her with anything involving training and raising Pokemon—who better to guide her than one of the former Champions? (and he bet that Leaf and Red wouldn't mind lending a hand, being part of the team as well, but he wanted to train her himself)

But she must battle him after she defeated the Elite Four. Only the two of them, a real battle, 1 vs 1. If she wins against him, she'd prove to be strong enough to get out there and face any challenge that comes their way. Together.

Miel seemed to briefly ponder over it before extending her hand to him to shake on it. “Alright. It's a deal, Oak.”

“A deal? Nah, pidge. Ain't like that.”

Blue could feel her eyes on him as he reached behind his neck and took off his heart necklace. There were no words between them as he slided off the blue half of the pendant into a different black cord he had on pocket (he couldn't resist chuckling softly when he noticed Miel's small surprised gasp while looking at whatever he was doing so intently). Next he fastened the cord with the pink half back in place before he turned his full body towards her on his seat.

“Stay still, Miel.”

He leaned in closer and clasped the necklace with the blue half of the heart around her neck, tracing the cord and the pendant with his finger. Gee, he could feel warmth radiating from her body. He forced himself to pull back lest the urge to close that distance won.

“There! It's a promise.”

Miel examined the pendant before she looked up at him with a smile. Fuck. Fucking christ, that was so pretty. She was so pretty. Keep it cool, dude.

“A promise, you say. That sounds nice, Oa-..... Blue. I'll hold you to that,” she said as she leaned her head on his shoulder. “Pink looks good on you, by the way.”

He wrapped an arm around her shoulder by reflex as that trademark smirk on his face only grew bigger.

“And blue looks great on ya!”

You can read this and this if you are interested in some sort of follow-up to this, as well as more lore (?). And if you wonder why he's so weak to her smile, that's a little reference to how they met ∋( :]

#self insert #my writing #this is such a messy ramble my apologies 💥💥💥 #mostly a Wall of Text with some dialogue peppered in for some flavour. Not as organized as I'd like but better out than never finished #this felt strangely intimate. like damn get a room /j (<- totally sfw #but at least The Necklace(tm) is explained #hopefully this makes everyone like this ship a bit more 👍

[petalsplayplace]

Hello again pants in peril Petal,

Would you answer these in order? I'm curious if the first answer is swayed by the others?

🌟- You did a great job today! How would you most like to be rewarded?

☀️- You light up every room you're in! What do you think is your best feature?

🌻- It's a beautiful spring day and you've got the whole thing to yourself! What are you doing to make your little heart happy?

🤞- You're wishing and hoping for something! What is it?

😇- You may look innocent on the outside, but something tells me you've got a naughty streak. What kinds of funishment do you like?

😳- It's time for you to be regressed! How do you want it to happen? Fast? Forced? Magically? Slowly? Covertly? Hypnotically?

💕- Love is in the air! Tell us what you love about your CG/partner(s), or what you most desire in a CG/partner.

🌟- You did a great job today! How would you most like to be rewarded?

🌟- Ummm.. I really really really like gold stars an candies for rewards when am good... they're super good motivation!!! So umm prolly that???

☀️- Already said my boobies bu I guess should say something else... umm... oh!!! I have a super duper cute face!!! People tell me I'm cute lots so that!!!

🌻- So like do I have the whole day to myself like totally??? Like nobody around at all except those I want??? Cause if that's the case then am getting dressed in diapies and a onesie with shortalls or overalls and going outside!!! Gonna blow bubbles and run around and play and get all dirty so that I hafta take a bath once i get cold and wanna go back inside. Then after bath time would colour an play tea party with my stuffies (with real tea cause am prolly supervised) an then it'd prolly be late so would like snuggle up with a blankie in jus my onesie an diapie an watch cartoons or princess movies until bedtime :3

🤞- Ummm prolly to be kidnapped and kept as a baby for someone forever an ever an ever 🫣🫣🫣 cause like that's Mt biggest dream ever... jus being kept and losing all my adult privileges an being totally helpless at the hands of someone wanting to regress me totally...

😇- Ummm I said spankings already but umm... lemme think... umm... oh oh oh!!! Being bound and gagged!!! Is the bestest kind of time out!!! An because I get so hyper an talk lots an lots an lots an lots an lots an lots then it's prolly a good idea for you hehehehe 🤭🤭🤭🤭

😳- Oh gosh!!! Ummm... lemme see... I think I'd want it like slow-ish... not all at once... like little baby steps of slowly over time taking away my adult privileges and abilities until I become more and more dependent until its impossible for me to ever go back... and like I want it from like hypno or conditioning or gaslighting or stuff... I like it to be realistic in my daydreams cause then it might one day happen... 🫣🫣🫣

💕- so like def someone who takes like control an takes charge an like decides for me ya know??? Like someone who's not afraid to trick me into being a good little girl for them!!! An always condescending an over protective... an umm yeah... oh also also has to like umm be super ok with me being like dumb... cause am super duper dumb...

☀️- oh gosh um.... I think I'd really really like to be rewarded with umm... ummm... I dunno... wha do you guys think is a good reward for me???

[phantomenby]

Have you ever considered just saying 'hi' to them?

@vimper1906

David being a little wierdo

Sorry this is so late love, happy friday <3

You were such a dumb little human.

He had been tailing you for almost an hour. Following you as you traipsed across the busy boardwalk, skipping around like the world was all sunshine and rainbows.

His precious darling

Even if you looked behind you wouldn't have moved fast enough to spot him, at one point he had watched you stare at a book for almost twenty minutes, not once checking to see if anyone was watching you.

He was debating sending one of his boys in to butter you up. They already knew of his affections towards you and the four of them had made sure to bump into you occasionally.

Though even if you couldn't see them at least one was always watching over you. Usually himself.

Marko had already slipped past you tonight, checking in on you and reporting back to the pack. He had offered to kidnap you multiple times, claiming to be the best at subduing prey and luring them away from safety.

David had refused, at first. Even through his obsessive haze he could see the damage it would do. No. He wanted you, and he would get you. But he would do it fairly, otherwise, you would despise him for an eternity.

His sweet angel

"Have you ever considered saying 'hi' to them?" Dwayne had snuck up behind him, growing restless with his highly immature brothers who wanted to spend the night causing chaos.

Without answering the smaller of the two turned away from you, walking towards the bikes while pulling a smoke from his pocket. He would come find you later.

-

Another week had passed and you had vanished, they had waited on the boardwalk the first few days, expecting to see you out with your friends in the summer heat. When you didn't show they traveled across town to the small bungalow your family resided in, finding it empty and smelling stale.

You had gone, left him behind. He was livid.

His boys had to hold him to prevent him from hunting you down. It wasn't until Marko had all but combed through your home and found the paperwork for your trip to Texas that he had taken a moment to think.

You would be back in two weeks, two long, painful weeks. When you returned he would make sure you knew who you belonged to. Who owned you.

-

"Just another hour honey."

It was almost completely dark outside as you drove back to your home by the sea. Gazing out of the window showed you the beaming lights of the boardwalk, crowds building in preparation for a new band playing that your brothers had been crowing about the entire trip.

"Come on mom, just a couple hours-"

"I said no. It's almost ten and I'm too tired to take you tonight, we can go tomorrow."

They grumbled about it all the way up the drive, lugging their bags over their shoulders as they bounded up to their room, turning on their radio and slamming the door behind them.

Your mom sent you a look, rolling her eyes and pulling you with her into the house.

"Did you have fun baby?"

Nodding you wrapped an arm around her shoulder, talking about the other places you all could go on road trips to before summer ended. Your mother listened but noted how she did infact need to work to make a living.

"I could go on my own momma, you know. I'm old enough to take the bus"

Sighing she placed a warm hand on your cheek and you knew what it meant. Growing up in Santa Carla made her scared, too worried about having you out on your own.

Heading to your room you got ready for bed, your brothers might have all the energy in the world but long trips took you out.

Leaving your curtains open and your window ajar to let in the cool night breeze, before climbing into bed and under the covers, sending you into a slow slumber.

Maybe if you had looked, if you were like your mother, you would have seen them.

David had been waiting for two hours, today was the day.

An hour ago Paul had sent Marko over to tell him you were headed home, soon back in the safety of his territory.

He heard you first, listening with displeasure as you spoke of leaving Santa Carla again. Of leaving him. He wouldn't allow it, never again should you be so far away from him.

From one of the trees in your garden, peering out like a beast awaiting its prey, he watched. Rumbling in pleasure as you left your window open, clearly an invitation.

Moving with ease and without a sound, he climbed inside, perching himself at the end of your bed.

You were fast asleep, chest rising with shallow breaths as your eyes roamed beneath your lashes. The dreams he blessed you with were sweet, welcoming. Without his influence you often had nightmares, and he knew they had returned in your time away.

It was one of his greatest tricks, his ability to manipulate your mind into believing Santa Carla was the safest and best place for you to be.

Reaching towards you his hand ghosted over the exposed skin of your thigh, squeezing the soft flesh which has been marred with small scratches and bruises from your trip.

He pulled off his gloves, placing them in his pocket before climbing further up the bed, laying in front of you with his back to the wall. Firm arms wrapped around your upper half, a cold hand cradling the back of your head as he pulled you closer to his chest, breathing in your scent. Taking note of where you had been.

You stirred and his fingers wove into your hair, pressing along your scalp as he shushed you.

Your mother had gone to bed, and he could hear your brothers fussing about but they wouldn't come near your room.

It was nearing three when he left, sensing his brothers returning to the nest and not wanting to be caught out in the early rising sun. He had spent the entire duration holding you to him and pressing against you as he played with your mind, scenting you so no others would risk coming near what was his.

-

You woke well past midday and the sun was almost halfway down the sky.

15:00

Groaning you pushed yourself up, running your hand through your tousled hair and stretching out, noting how fresh the room smelt with the window being wide open from what you assumed to be the wind.

"Slept like the dead huh" you mused, it wasn't uncommon but not the healthiest.

Climbing out from your bed you headed to the bathroom, locking the door and climbing into the tub to clean yourself up, still feeling pretty grimy from the trip home since you had to drive along the long dirt road leading into Santa Carla.

After an hour you climbed out, no desire to simmer in cold water for longer than necessary.

You knew you were being taken out to the boardwalk tonight so your mother could appease your brothers, lest they spend the next month wining until some other new scene came along.

Opting to pull on some high-waisted jeans and a cropped button-down that was a deep blue and covered in drawings of planets, then hunting for your boots. Once you found them you made sure to pair them with some thick socks, even if they were fairly worn by now you didn't want to risk coming home with blisters.

"Thirty minutes!" Hearing your mother call up the stairs you finished up, running a comb through your hair and fluffing it up a little, deciding to slide on your two favourite rings so you felt more complete and had something to toy with when you were bored.

"Coming!" Running down the stairs you headed for the car, hopping into the passenger seat before your brothers could, laughing at them when they stumbled through the front door and landed on the ground, glaring at you. You were momma's favourite, there was no chance their whining would get through to her.

"Oh stop it, boys! If you wanted to get there first then you should have spent less time grooming your hair. Now get in, I wanna do some shopping"

-

The boardwalk was busier than ever, people who had been too tired from work to come out yesterday evening were now crowding the large attraction.

Turning your mother gave the three of you a stern look, "now you boys go have fun, here's ten for somethin' to eat." as soon as the money was snatched up they ran off, heading for the hotdog stand at the far end.

Sighing she pulled out some money for you, "here hun, check in on them once in a while for me?" you nodded and she kissed your cheek, "I'll be near the theatre if you get desperate, but have a good time too baby!"

You watched as she disappeared into the crowd, leaving you alone in the great ocean of people.

Me, myself and I huh.

Entering the crowd you let it guide you, no idea where you wanted to go. You didn't mind the boardwalk but after living here your whole life it became too predictable, like it was stuck in some sort of time loop.

After some time you opted to just flit about the small stalls, talking to the owners about what they were selling and picking up things and inspecting them, only buying some small rings and a scrunchie which were fairly cheap.

He had joined you not long ago, watching you from the moment you stepped into his line of sight. Observing how you admired all the small prizes you couldn't afford.

When you moved on from the jewellery store with little more than some dollar rings he followed, stopping to buy the necklace you had been a little intrigued by, a tight silver chain with a moonstone pendant that was designed to sit flush against your neck.

In all his years of luring humans he knew how easy it was to grab their attention with something shiny and valuable, he and the boys always had some trinket on them to flash and take back by the end of the night.

"Excuse me"

You paused as a hand curled over your shoulder, softly pulling you back as a voice called out to you. Turning you were met with eyes as clear as the winter sky, full of power and control. The world around you became dulled and faded, nothing left but the world within his pale blue orbs.

"You there?" realising you had zoned out you snapped back, face flushing as you opened your mouth to respond.

"Y-yes sorry, got a little lost there," he chuckled, stepping closer to you.

"Is that so?" you hadn't realised where you had walked off to, now trapped slightly against the railing as he closed in on you.

Clearing your throat you adjusted your shoulder bag, "can I help you?"

Davids eyes flashed before he lifted his hand, presenting his gift to you as it swung in front of your face like a hypnotic pendulum.

It took a moment for your mind to process what it was, realisation dawning on your face when you saw that it was the necklace you had looked at before, though you wouldn't buy anything as pricey as that.

"Is...is it for me?" David nodded, offering to put it on for you, calming your mind with his own when you went to reject the offer and moving to stand closer so he could attach it at the back.

Feeling his cold breath against your neck made you flush, heartrate picking up and palms becoming sticky with nervous sweat. You looked down at the new piece of jewelry now, feeling the hold metal pressing to your skin. It brought you bak, out of your haze.

Flushing you pulled away from him, much to his displeasure.

"Thank-" you took a breath as it came to you again, shaking your head, "thank you, that's really, uh, kind of you."

Get it together.

David smirked, you were trying to fight off his pull. He would let you, for now, he knew the consequences of a vampire's influence, soon enough you would be weak enough to take.

"Of course, can't let a pretty thing like you not get what you want."

Did the air suddenly become hotter?

Introduce yourself idiot.

Your mouth moved, and you barely registered what you were saying, but you heard the man repeat your name back to you. Watching his lips move, enjoying the way your name rolled off his tongue, how he dragged it out like he wanted to savour it.

David already knew your name, knew almost everything about you really. But it felt good for you to give it to him. It was his now.

"I'm David"

You nodded, glancing down at your feet before meeting his eyes again, "hi David."

-

And that was how you found yourself being escorted around the boardwalk.

David clearly had no concept of boundaries, and you were curious whether he was from somewhere outside of America where this kind of behavior was normal.

But you were too awkward to say anything, choosing to accept the possessive feeling of his hand pressed against your spine, directing you where he wanted you to go and keeping you out of the path of any unsavory characters.

"Something on your mind sweet," his voice carried through your mind, his cool breath brushing past your ear as he leaned in close.

You flushed, that hot burning feeling passing through you as you turned your face away, "n-no, just enjoying the night."

He chuckled, hand moving up to curl around your waist as he made both of you stop beside the railing, his other hand reaching to hold your chin.

"Look at me," as your eyes met his he had you, he knew he had you. From the way your cheeks flushed, the delicious blood blooming beneath as your lips parted so cutely.

"David..." and your voice, god your voice, he would spend eternity pulling the sweetest sounds from you.

And as his lips met yours he knew he would have you forever.

#david the lost boys #the lost boys #the lost boys fic #the lost boys imagines #tlb #the lost boys x reader #david tlb #david x reader #the lost boys david

[slashingdisneypasta]

So, I just got this question, and I must ask; what exactly is the appeal in Micheal Myers?

Don't get me wrong! I'm not dissing on people who do like him! And I haven't seen his movies so I may just be missing info (I don't mind spoilers. I doubt I'll get down to watching his films anytime soon 😅), but to me, Micheal is... At this rate, he's a golden to me. A living statue who awakens annually to cause havoc on Halloween. Especially if you're named Laurie.

But when it comes to romantic/sexual attraction, I just... Don't see it. Like I said, he's not even a man to me XD so what exactly is the appeal? At least in your opinion? What is it about Micheal that makes you like him so much? (Assuming you do. I might be misreading your opinion on him XD)

Hmmm, I do like Michael! XD I definitely prefer the talking Slashers, but I do see the appeal of him!- so lets see if I can articulate it 😅

I think it must be a lotta things working together, making Michael so attractive!! XD 😅 Including the slow, deliberate way he moves, the coveralls, the strong and silent thing, the fact he's been around so long (He's familiar, and comforting to a lotta horror fans I'm sure. He definitely is to me), how RZ's Michael is GINORMOUS (Tyler Mane, his actor in that movie, is 6'7 and HEAVY), etc

I see what you mean, he is kinda plain though!! He's supposed to be after all. He's supposed to be soulless, and a blank page- something for audiences to put their own fears into. I love him, as a writer, I guess because I can interpret his actions and personality any way that I like? You can build on him!! I like to write him as a dead-panned, rude-ass because that's the way I see him (Also dumb of ass- thinkin wearing a bedsheet and glasses is funny 😂😂 And extra, as all Slashers are) and I just like him that way 😅

Someone who's more into Michael may have a much better answer 😅- so keep an eye out at the comments/reblogs if you want! ^^

#people also like the psychology side of things with michael #was he really evil? #or is that just what doctor loomis told him all these years until he started to believe it? #hmmm... #Michael Myers

[tw-inkl-e-tit-s]

HellFire | E.M

|Masterlist

Paring: Eddie Munson x Reader

Type: Fluff 🖤

Warnings: Cursing* fluff*

I was hanging out with my best friends Dustin and Mike when they asked me to fill in Lucas's spot for their hellfire club since Lucas won't be participating cause he has his championship game tonight, to be honest, I knew they were gonna ask me to fill in the missing spot, but I wasn't mad or anything, in fact, I nearly jumped out of my skin when they asked me, so many emotions were running threw my body. see Eddie the leader of the hellfire club is 17 and I'm 16, Eddie has always looked at me like a young stupid kid but I liked him and I wanted him to like me back and not think I was dumb, so maybe tonight will show him that I'm not immature little dork he thinks I am. "so Y/N will you play for Lucas, Please!" Mike said knocking me out of my thoughts, I looked up at the boys who were looking at me with pleading eyes, waiting for my response, "yeah anything for you guys!" I said looking up at the boys, as soon as they heard my positive answer they started jumping around like goofballs and high-fived. each other. "okay, we'll meet you tonight at six, see yuh there!" Dustin said running off with mike.

it was 5:59 and I was waiting for mike and Dustin to show up but they were nowhere to be found, I could hear cheering coming from the gymnasium as the championship game started. finally, the two boys showed up and we started to walk to the room where the game of dnd was always held, we walked in automatically getting stares, yes you dumb idiots I'm a girl get over it *internal eye roll* " what is she doing here" Eddie said looking at me and then the boys raising his eyebrow "shes a sub...shes just filling in for Lucas for the night" Dustin said looking at me and then at Eddie, Eddie let out a low chuckle and looked out you with a smirk on his face slowly turning into a death glare " Absolutely not" Eddie said looking at the boys then back at you, " please Eddie come on, she's really good at the game!" mike said looking at Eddie, Eddie got up Slowly walking towards you, he stopped as soon as he was in front of you, he bent down a little to meet your gaze, "What's your class and level? level one dwarf" he said as all the boys around him started laughing, you looked at him seriously "My name is Y/N and I'm a chaotic good Half-Elf Rouge level fourteen. And I will sneak behind Any monster you throw my way And stab them in the back with my poison-soaked kukri. And I'll smile as I watch them die a slow, agonizing death. so, we gonna do this, or we gonna keep chitchatting like this is your mommy's book club?" I said catching my breath after, fuck I've never talked like that to Eddie before, but I want him to take me seriously, Eddie extended his arm towards me " welcome to Hellfire" Eddie said shaking my hand and smiling.

" fuck Y/N I can't believe you won!" Dustin exclaimed excitedly as we walked out of the school's side door leading into the parking lot. " I Know! I feel like I could run a whole track right now" "Eddie's coming over here" mike said looking at me and Dustin and then back at Eddie "so we're gonna wait in the car...yeah bye" mike and Dustin practically almost tripped over their feet while running off to the car, I swear they're so weird sometimes. "Hey, Y/N" "Hey Eddie," I said looking up at the tall handsome boy in front of me "that was really cool what you did back there," he said looking down at me and smirking, "oh, thank you... you put a really good game" "I know this may be weird but...would you...maybe wanna...go out, with me?" he asked playing with his hair and looking down, I was kinda shocked honestly, Eddie Munson asked me out on a date, I was so happy that he started to take me seriously, finally, Of course, I would say yes but does he mean like on a date? "so do you mean like on a date?" I asked "Yeah like a date, If you want- we don't have to if you're not comfortable with that- we can just chill if you wa-" I couldn't take his nervous rambling anymore, even though it was adorable. I reached up and kissed him, feeling him grab my waist and deepen the kiss, we pulled away, soon hearing cheers and yells from the boys in the parking lot, "so I'm gonna take that as a yes to going on a date?" Eddie said looking into my eyes as we pulled away from the kiss, I looked at him Laughing a bit, " yes Eddie, I'll go on a date with you" he looked around at the cheering boys in the parking lot. "I Think Everyone Wanted us to go out," he said laughing while looking around, I just nodded. "so I'll pick you up tomorrow night around 7?" "yeah that will be great!" I said "okay, great! You should probably get home it's getting late" Eddie said looking down at me " Yeah I should" "See you tomorrow" "bye Eddie" I gave him a quick kiss on the cheek and left to get in my car. "So...Are you going to explain!?" Dustin asked looking at me, I swear I hate them sometimes.

...

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[woodsfae]

Babylon 5 S01E10: Believers

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Child: "Am I going to die?" Parent: "If it is written in the streams of time, Shon, it will be so."

I hope that in their culture, this is far more comforting than it would be in mine. Regardless, this caused my first out-loud laugh of the episode.

Another dark episode, I see. So far it feels like it's JW/Faith Healer-criticism focused.

Idk how well I'm going to do with this episode. I had an anti-healthcare parent who refused to get me medical treatment for many easily treatable problems, and some of them are still bothering me today. Hell, it's the reason I'm almost 30 and watching Babylon 5 while recovering from a quadruple 100% bone impacted wisdom tooth extraction. So my commentary might be a tad....hostile. For this episode.

Shit like this makes me hot under the collar. Children should be able to have medical autonomy over their bodies.

oh my god, the parents also don't let their kid watch secular educational or entertaining material. Wow. It's my family but aliens.

Doctor Franklin's soft and soothing bedside manner is the only thing keeping me from skipping this episode tbh.

I don't really care about the moral arguments of this back and forth. Fuck no. No debate. Parents don't own their children. Children deserve adequate medical care. Period.

This poor, afraid, tortured child. There were times I spent hours and hours and hours trying to control my breathing, not knowing if this would be asthma attack that killed me, knowing that if I was allowed to have an inhaler or go to the ER, I wouldn't have to wonder. Sometimes I blacked out and didn't know if I would wake up again. My adrenaline is rising.

Can we spend more time on Ivanova?

pfffft G'Kar won't help because they have nothing to offer the Narns. Londo won't, because research, committee hearings and paperwork cost money.

Nasty ass parent: "If it were your child, or even you yourself, how would you feel if the doctor of Babylon 5 wanted to perform an unwelcome procedure on you?" Kosh: "The avalanche has already started. It is too late for the pebbles to vote."

That made me laugh for the second time this episode! Slightly hysterically, to be sure.

Delenn is SO sympathetic. "I cannot tell you how much all this troubles me," yeah cuz they wouldn't like the answer, I'm sure.

Sinclair, don't be stressed about this. The kid will die if their awful bigoted parents get their way. It's murder via slow, torturous death. The only thing I approve of so far is that Sinclair is speaking directly to the child.

"It's only a piece of industrial goo, but please don't tell Doctor Franklin I said so. He still believes it's an egg."

I may cry, that is so precious.

Poor brainwashed little child doesn't want to lose their spirit.

"I have to honor the beliefs of the parents," bullshit.

Awful. Everything about this is awful.

Now that the parents are crying I refuse to cry because they're fucking awful. Crying over a situation they could have fixed days ago.

YEAH GO DR FRANKLIN. He's already packed! And the surgical assistant is going to help, too. Now that's what I'm talking about! Fucking ethics!

If they write something fuckin dumb in like the kid's spirit escapes I'm going to be furious.

Their transparent masks crack me up. In the future, you can see each others faces during surgery. :P But what's stopping them from wearing hygienically transparent scrubs?

terrible terrible parents. There's a reason I'm an atheist.

Franklin: "Well if I have to take the responsibility then I claim the authority, too. I. Did. Good. And we both know it, and no one is gonna take that away."

Yep. Bravo.

Fuck I'm just so on edge. This episode is hard and bad for me.

They're taking the child and uhhh. Hope they won't kill the kid. "He needs to rest," "He will," is extremely ominous.

Goddamn it I hate being right.

"Sometimes doing the right thing doesn't change anything. It can drive you crazy."

True that.

I'm glad Ivanova had a nice time, at least.

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funsies, an episode about the devastating effects of alcoholism on familial relationships

#babylon 5 #stephen franklin #I'm going for a walk to calm down #woodsfae b5

[randomnameless]

One of my main hcs is that Rhea is the only Nabatean we know who's directly Sothis' child, and there were a lot more of them who were born like Cethleann (full lizard). But because of their long life and social structure, pretty much everyone knows one another and is at least on friendly terms.

Turtle, Birdie and Cichol may be siblings but it doesn't really matter cuz Cethleann calls every nabatean who is close to her father's age uncle/auntie :')

The birth order goes: Cichol > Indech > Macuil > Pan > Rhea > Cethleann

General Pan stuff:

He's the Metal Dragon. His crest ability allows him to control metallic objects, kinda like telekinesis but only for metals. This is a lot more powerful in his dragon form, where he can liquidify his metallic scales and make pretty much anything he wants. His title is Glimmering Armour cuz he's very sturdy and shiny.

The Fire Dragon is his sister! But she's Luín now RIP. It was getting hit by her that made him force-transform. He knows a lot of fire magic because she's awesome.

Out of the surviving ones he's closest to Rhea cuz they were good friends pre-zanado. He's the one who taught her swordsmanship cuz he's considered one of the best. He also got to know Indech better during WoH cuz they're both holed up together lol. He visits the pond often to talk and hang out.

He and Macuil have a weird rivalry type relationship. They will badmouthing each other at every opportunity and will get into fights sometimes. Macuil is better at magic and Pan is better at physical/weapons arts. Pan/Macuil rivals to lovers 2000+ years slow burn

He didn't have a high opinion of Willhelm because he was Going Though It and willy's kinda stupid. He knew smth was going on with Seiros and Willy but he really didn't want to think about it so all he ever really said was 'your taste in men is horrible'.

The damaged crest stone caused the magic flow in his body to become unstable, that's why he force-transformed like that. In his travels after WoH he pretty much had to relearn magic and was able to get everything back under control so he's better now! But the damage can't be fully undone so now he can't go into regenerative sleep and his normal self-healing has gone down. He can still transform normally but has to stay in one form for at least a few days before turning back, otherwise he might damage his body/crest stone even more.

To answer your questions:

In his travels he was able to see how Adrestia kept falling into depravity and became disillusioned with humanity. By the time of the rebellion he doesn't have a sliver of hope in the nobles or their emperor.

He hadn't met Rhea since he left after the war. He had no clue where Cichol and Cethleann are. He doesn't want to involve other nabateans anyway because he fears for their safety. But he will put himself in danger because self-worth issues and he believes he can't be relic'd with the damaged crest stone. Imagine Rhea's surprise when she arrives at Charon for the peace treaty and sees who Faerghus' strategist is.

He liked humans and thought they were okay but kinda weird pre-zanado. That later changed to 'I may not like humanity much now but that doesn't mean I'm gonna punish children for the sins of their parents.' Fighting with Loog and Faerghus gang brought him hope. They showed him that people aren't so bad after all! But having a child with a human is a big no-no in his books.

He dotes on Cethleann and later Cyril a lot! He considers himself 'the cool uncle', doing stuff like teaching them swear words, making them treats, keeping an eye on them without being overbearing, etc. They think he's very cool.

Yes, he dyed his hair, and got very annoyed with others when they didn't do it properly.

- Lizard Pan anon

Ooh!

my dumb comments under the cut!

The birth order goes: Cichol > Indech > Macuil > Pan > Rhea > Cethleann

Boomer Seteth lol "Nabateans those days with their hair dye and spins and humans and whatnot"

The Fire Dragon is his sister! But she's Luín now RIP. It was getting hit by her that made him force-transform

:(

I had a similar HC, that being "hit" by a Relic does weird shenanigans to a Nabatean, and if their crests are similar/compatible it hijacks their own magic, sometimes messing up with their transformations.

Out of the surviving ones he's closest to Rhea cuz they were good friends pre-zanado. He's the one who taught her swordsmanship cuz he's considered one of the best.

Is he the one who taught her how to spin with a sword? But I always loved the idea of Seiros the Warrior having been taught stuff by her brothers, magic comes from Macuil, brawling from Indech... Cichol tried to teach her how to use a spear, but she only went to D rank because he was boring, or something.

Or worse, Rhea, as Seiros the Warrior, tells Pan "look brother, I refine your technique, now I spin in midair, and this move is very cool and deadly!"

He also got to know Indech better during WoH cuz they're both holed up together lol. He visits the pond often to talk and hang out

"Look at those humans. They're too loud, and they do stupid things."

"I prefer to run away from Cichol, he started to have a rant about proper conduct when two humans started to hold hands. I couldn't stand it."

"Do we talk about Macuil?" "No."

He and Macuil have a weird rivalry type relationship. They will badmouthing each other at every opportunity and will get into fights sometimes.

Funny how we all hc Macuil as the idiot who will get into fights, but he is also the one who insults people freely (in the lolcalisation he disses on Sothis, but in the jp version, he disses on Seteth instead lol). "who needs stupid human weapons when one can use magic??" "maybe you're just jealous because you are weaker than a human!"

He didn't have a high opinion of Willhelm because he was Going Though It and willy's kinda stupid. He knew smth was going on with Seiros and Willy but he really didn't want to think about it so all he ever really said was 'your taste in men is horrible'.

"Pan, look, Willy swallowed a noodle through his nose, isn't he awesome?"

"Do you really want an answer?"

The damaged crest stone caused the magic flow in his body to become unstable, that's why he force-transformed like that. In his travels after WoH he pretty much had to relearn magic and was able to get everything back under control so he's better now! But the damage can't be fully undone so now he can't go into regenerative sleep and his normal self-healing has gone down

Oh, I had a kind of similar HC for Cichol - the trauma after losing his wife and Cethleann was so heavy and he spent 1k years angsting about Cethleann that his body became unstable, and that's why he cannot transform anymore - theoretically, he can since he managed to relearn magic (even if he sucks at it compared to his fam) - but the trauma from the WoH nerfs him unconsciously (instead of "real" damage like your Pan) and he cannot go in "lizard sleep mode" or heal as fast as a Nabatean should.

(macuil calls him a cripple and insults him because he's an ass)

btw, what's your hc about Seteth losing his powers and ability to transform?

became disillusioned with humanity. By the time of the rebellion he doesn't have a sliver of hope in the nobles or their emperor.

:(

So it's more of a middle ground - he doesn't have hope in them but still doesn't want to kill the descendants of the Elites, hopefully some Faerghians (again? Or it's the first time in canon?) made him have faith in humans again!

Imagine Rhea's surprise when she arrives at Charon for the peace treaty and sees who Faerghus' strategist is.

"if you ever want to come to garreg Mach, there's a room for you"

And then Charon thought those words were meant for him, and didn't know what to say - but passed on those words to his descendants, and that's why Cassandra knew (besides of her other reasons for turning to Rhea in time of duress) that Garreg Mach would be a safe place to hide when the Kingdom called her a traitor lol

They showed him that people aren't so bad after all! But having a child with a human is a big no-no in his books!

"sister what have you done with your stupid human - sister?"

He dotes on Cethleann and later Cyril a lot! He considers himself 'the cool uncle', doing stuff like teaching them swear words, making them treats, keeping an eye on them without being overbearing, etc. They think he's very cool.

I Hcd Cyril as the one who tells Rhea Seteth is super cool and he wants to be like him later on, which makes her so confused, Cichol?? Cool?? Will Cethleann finally be able to join the Blue Lions for "training" if Uncle Pan looks after her? Will Cichol accept it? (as if they care about his opinion anyways!).

Also : Hair dye is a very srs business

#Lizard Pan anon #ooh #you have a lots of super interesting ideas !! #willy being stupid is fanon at this point lol #i'm sorry tumblr ate my reply with the other hcs post #but i still have it in my inbox #it'll just be in another post :( #FE16 #I love all those hcs so much lol #nabatean stuff

[the-firebird69]

In Florida you have to get the landlord's permission to sublet your apartment and as far as We know John rewards has not done that and he is a little baby about it and he's very mean and he won't take no for an answer we're going over the math what he was saying today then we're going to have him arrested because he's a freaking huge fuming loser everyone has all these programs and stuff and this guy has nothing so everyone's going to go after him now

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All over the world we heard it on the radio someone's going to go get that guy from here and the Max and their foreigners and their others like this and we're going to take him out he's saying this vulgar s*** all day long and still is about our son because he's going to the mall and other places and doesn't want to be near this piece of fat s*** who doesn't even know I'm amazed at how stupid this person is he doesn't want to be near this creep in whatever format he is a moronic homo and doesn't know anything so he's sitting there taunting our son earlier on the bus and her son said a lot of people come down here and they're full of s*** and her senile and do a lot of stupid things instead of getting paranoid and he said you mean me you just said the guys racing by and doesn't realize we're in some HP bus I mean what the hell is that supposed to do I'm faster than a handicap bus and he's like agreeing rapidly and he's crazy and that was it it's like you're not really getting it a son could not stand it so just challenging a bus come on it's freaking weird stuff, he's angry a bus is going slow is he born yesterday like born on date and time was yesterday at 5:00 a.m. I mean these people are stupid as hell you didn't say that but then he felt way too good and he was in three calls and tries to get rid of his people take money trying to do stupid things with money he's expecting to arm our son with AI and will follow the orders I'm looking for a stupid orders of his now and he won't be taking our son how do you flipped out they're talking to himself and started ranting so he's basically insane and he's assuming loser that's what people said on the radio huge pile of hate sarcasm and stupid things coming out of him so we're going to go after them for their dumb idea I'm going to take them out and they're going to be done as it is right now we are going after them with the sake right now and they are going to be finished soon.

Thor Freya Hera wishes to announce what's happening today hope she enjoys because this was terrible today and we're moving to rip out his people right now and a lot of them are in no but we are going to what what a jerk that guys is an infant too and a spaz and a crybaby everybody hates him no wonder

We have a lot of people amassing on Charlotte county sports every hour and then they they hit. Huge forces gathered in Canada from the Bering straits that were filled in about 10 mi across and they went 50 miles and took them half the night to do it and then they start traversing this morning early and took them all morning to fill up Canada and they're starting to a mess in Russian territory again the upper Northwest Northeast center about 4000 octillion not the same number as it has been last night and the night before in about 6,000 octane in Mexico and about 10,000 octillion I'm asking around the ships they're building or getting ready and this number will probably double today and my husband did calculation figure this is so many people here... Literally they leave come back looking for a fight you don't answer and it causes one but now they are about 8,000 and each location 05 the number is growing and already it's twice as much as yesterday so good luck to the spazzes I haven't gotten wiped out yet they'll start getting too many over there

Hera

It's accurate and timely even though he got to take a rest

Thor Freya

You need them to know now so publish it

[abysmaldaemon]

Well, what did I expect. Honestly.

It's depressing I knew it would end up like this, and yet I was to slow to claim you for my own. Suppose it's my fault. I still think you're making such a huge mistake, but by god do I hope you find happiness within it.

I, think im going to officially give up on women, and, wanting a relationship. I devote a year to one, and obesses for 5 after she's done with me. Along comes another, who changes my world, for the better. I grow and learn to like and love her for 4-5 years, just for her to leave..for(to me) such a stupid fucking reason.

It what world does finding yourself have to do with giving a piece of yourself away to whoever you want or sleep with. That makes no fucking sense. It is so fucking stupid. We both had feelings for each other, we both liked each other. It's such a simple fucking answer, fucking go out and help each other grow. Be fucking happy. Love deep. Because doing things with strangers or even friends, people you trust isn't FUCK ALL unless you truly love the person. And as much as I think that you've made a dumb decision, you, yourself are not dumb. I truly, wish for nothing more, but your happiness.

Sighh.

I'm fucking 26 now, heh, anybody really think I have time to develop feelings for a girl again? I'm out of fucking time, next thing I know I'll be 28 almost 30. I'm not attractive, im a fucking 5/10 on a good day, maybe 4. I'm a underweight 95lb 5'6 little kid face fucking boy. So unless you got a thing for shotas, I dont fucking exist to girls. By the time I'm in my late 20s early 30s, all that's gonna be left is people with kids, trauma, and a whole lot of baggage. As if that's not the case already, hahaha. I'll admit I've been through some shit, I aint perfect. But I know how to be content with life, even at its worse.

Yet that doesn't mean none of it fucking hurts.

Nobody gives a fuck how a guy is feeling. Just a fact. So I'll sit here, and ache with my broken heart, yet again. Tis nothing new, just a feeling that's been long gone and resurfaced anew. Till only time can yet again, make said pain fade away. Yet within the mind remains, the love, the loss. So, you tell me, does it ever truly go away?

I've made a quote in my darkest time more than a decade ago, and it still holds to this day.

"Life is pointless, it all ends in pain."

And by god, at this point, I can't wait for this fucking pain to end. Cause life isn't worth living. Not in the absolute slightest. I truly, have no reason, and no motivation to try and do anything with my life.

I genuinely do not give the slightest fuck about my well being, or how I feel.

So you know what, I say bring it on life.

Make me eat fucking shit, make me hurt so fucking bad I do end my life. Or even better yet, make it hurt just enough where I get by everyday and live everyday wanting to kill myself but not hurt enough to where I can't go through with it. Really make it wanna hurt to where if I'm born again, I'll remember all this fucking pain and torment that I fucking kill myself as soon as possible.

I want my soul to be fucking erased from existence. I never want to live or be born again. The next time I die, let it be for good.

Because I'm sick of this. I'm sick of all this.

Sighh. Now what? Who knows. Go to work occasionally. Play games if I feel up to it, which never is a problem, but I'm hurting to much. I dont give a fuck about video games. Nothing good to watch, unless it's typically comedic romance anime. As if that's what I need to see.

Think I'll spend the next few months letting the dread set in. Just lay around, and do absolutely nothing. Probably won't eat anything cept like once a day if that.

Any normal person would harm themselves but I'm such a pussy I can't handle physical pain so I starve myself despite being again, a 5'6 95lb "man" if you wanna call me that.

Kinda don't want this post to end. I have no one to be open with, or talk to but myself. Then again probably for the best since I'm such a negative motherfucker, and what I say makes sense in my head.

Sighhh. Shittiest part of this all is, I'll fucking live. I always fucking do. No matter how much I go through, how much it hurts. I always live.

But I'm not strong anymore, not like how you once said "F". Heh, now I'm just numb. A hollow shell, that was once brought back to life with love and care thanks to "E".

Just to end up back to how I was.

Funny how things come around.

I guess I should call this post.

Currently Sep 25th, 2022

Might update this profile to look at anime artwork, might not. Will continue to use the #kill me for life bullshit.

To myself, later loser, let's see how much more hell we can get through, before we end it all.

#kill me #E #rant

[spacebarnes]

TOM AND Y/N BEING A GOOFY AND ADORABLE COUPLE FOR EIGHT MINUTES STRAIGHT.

SUMMARY: when a video has your name, it catches your full attention.

Pairing: Tom Holland x reader

Warnings: none, just fluff.

A/N: I saw this on youtube and immediately knew I had to do it with some of my favs, so this came out! I want to do it with Sebastian and even with some more, tell me if you want me to do it with someone! as I always say, english is not my first language so I hope this is good! take care of yourself pls! (not my gif)

the sun was beginning to disappear and the last rays of it filtered through the thin white curtains that the apartment had. it was a warm day, but it was beginning to get dark and the cold wind was beginning to appear.

Tom was on the Spider-Man 3 set and you were sitting on the couch with a big black blanket, a bag of jelly beans and the remote control in your hand pressing buttons while you were looking for what to watch on YouTube. a video appeared with the title "Tom and Y / N being a goofy and adorable couple for eight minutes straight." and without a doubt, you said to put it.

the first clip was a instastorie which was recorded by Chris Hemsworth on the set of Infinity War. first Chris's face would appear and then the camera would flip over to show Tom and you sitting side by side laughing at something that was showing up on your phone.

"what are you doing?" Mark Ruffalo's voice was heard from the side of the camera.

"I'm recording teenage love." Chris said and with his fingers he zoomed in on the screen making the camera get closer to you two. "teenage love, teenage love." he began to say the words with some melody, creating a rhythm.

°•

"stop recording me, Tom." you said while applying a little gloss to your lips, you had seen by the reflection of the mirror that Tom was recording.

"i can't, you look so gorgeous." he said without stopping recording, then he stood by your side and I wait for you to finish applying the gloss.

you closed the small container and settled down next to him, feeling how he passed his free hand around your waist. "damn, we look good." when you put your direct view in the mirror, you could see how good you two looked. Tom wore a black suit and a sky blue tie that matched your dress, while you carried a small bag and black heels to match it.

"we do, we do." agreed with you without stopping recording. "'key, let's do a little dance, go!" this took you by surprise and you made the first move that came to your mind, which was to clench your two fists and make circles with them at the height of your shoulders.

after a few seconds, the two of you started laughing and that story was posted on your boyfriend's instagram.

°•

since the quarantine had begun, the activity that the two of you did most was listening to new artists to discover new music.

Permanent Vacation by 5 Seconds Of Summer played in the background as you two danced and jumped non-stop. the smiles were not erased from your faces and that was a moment when everyone could tell that they were soulmates.

in a slip, you slipped and fell straight to the floor, causing Tom to stop dancing to quickly check if you were okay. "darling, are you okay?" He knelt before you and took your hand. "you are so dumb." he said with a smile as he helped you stand up.

"excuse me?"

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"so do you have any tradition with your family for Christmas?" Jimmy asked, putting his mug on his desk.

"with my family no, but with [Y/N] i do." when he answered and your name was named, the crowd started to make noise. "we wake up and the first thing that we do it's bake cakes." he said simply and a small smile formed on his face.

"cakes? tell us more." the interviewer encouraged him.

"so, we bake two cakes, one for the dinner with the family and other just for us." he explained with hand movements. "then we decorate it and finally we sit down to watch The Grinch while we eat the cake." the smile on his face grew bigger when he heard the "aw" from the entire audience.

"that's really sweet and sounds fun." Jimmy told him with a smile.

°•

the countless interviews Tom had to do since Spider-Man: Far From Home came out kept the two of you apart. actually now he was playing with his cast friends and he wasn't doing an interview, but there was a surprise for him.

you felt nervous after not having seen him for a few months, because even though they lived together, you had to fly to Canada to be with your family and not feel alone while he was filming.

"alright, so." Jacob switched cards so he could read the following sentence to Tom and Jake, who were wearing loud music headphones. "[Y/N] ...

"what?" Tom interrupted him not understanding what he was saying.

"are we sure that he is gonna understand?" Zendaya looked at the production and then went back to reading the card. "[Y/N] is here."

"who is here?" Jake asked and brought his hands to the sides of his ears to press the headphones further. "i don't get the name."

"[Y/N] is here!" Jacob yelled at them, hoping they could understand the sentence. you appeared in the room, but you stayed where the light was not so strong so that they could not see you and you waited for the producer's signal to appear.

"wait, what?" Tom asked again. "say it slow."

"oh my god." Zendaya rolled her eyes when she saw that he wasn't understanding. "your girlfriend it's here!"

"your girlfriend it's here!" Jake guessed for Tom and did a little victory dance before removing his headphones.

"you have a girlfriend, Jake? i didn't know that." the brunette said with surprise as he took off his headphones. immediately everyone started laughing and he looked at them without understanding what was happening. "i don't get it."

"who's gonna tell him?" Jacob asked and looked at the people behind the cameras.

"tell me what?" Holland asked not understanding what they meant. you started to move forward until everyone except Tom could see you.

"that i'm here, dumbass." you spoke and you saw how quickly your boyfriend's head turned to be able to see you with surprise.

"stop playing, are you a hologram?" he asked in disbelief as he got up from the chair so he could approach you and put his hands on his waist. "you're not."

"i'm not, i'm really here." you said and put your two hands on his cheeks and then get closer and be able to kiss him after so long apart.

°•

"can anyone tell him that Isaac Lahey is a character and does not exist in real life?" your voice was heard on the speaker of your phone while you were recording Tom, who had gotten up from the couch and was right now at the kitchen counter. "because Tom got jealous of him."

"you said that he is hot!" your boyfriend's scream was heard from the kitchen.

"so what? you think Lydia is pretty." you said with a tone of indignation without stopping recording.

"but i think that you are so much pretty than she." Tom's voice began to be heard closer, as did his footsteps.

"that doesn't justify you." you crossed your arms, causing your cell phone to shake a bit.

"that's not even the point! the point is, you said Isaac was hot." seconds later, he appeared with a bag of M&M's and a glass of milk. "you're cheating on me."

"I'm dating a five years old, just to all of you know." you rotated the camera and now you were recording yourself.

"i want the divorce." he said and stood in front of you to hand you the bag of M & M's you had asked for.

"we are not even married!"

°•

"you're currently dating Tom Holland, but we want to know how did the two of you met? because you are not in the Marvel movies." James asked and settled into his chair while you did the same.

"well, everybody thinks that we met at the Golden Globes." you started talking and your eyes brightened. "we actually met at the auditions of my first movie. Tom was there for the paper of my brother, but he didn't got it."

"you met at there? I really thought that the first time you met was at the Golden Gobles." the blond commented in great amazement.

"we didn't met there, but we took a selfie in there for the first time and we talked beyond a few lines of a script." you gave the data with a big smile and looked at the audience.

"and when did you fall in love for him?" he asked and this made the crowd make some noise that was combined with your laughter.

"you know, actually the first time that i saw him i was like 'damn, shawty', but i think it was in the moment that we were at a friend's party and he approached me and told me to go to another place with him because he was not comfortable and I was the only person who knew who would say yes. " and if you thought your smile couldn't get any bigger, the moment you remembered that moment, it did.

the video ended and just then the apartment door was opened, forcing you to take a look. "hey, darling." your boyfriend's voice sounded behind you.

"hi, baby." you said and felt how he hid his face in your neck, leaning his body on the edge of the chair.

"what are you watching?" he asked and pulled away from you, not before leaving a quick kiss on your neck.

"it was a video of us being the goofy and adorable couple of all times." you answered with a smile as you watched him take off his shoes and approach you to take a seat on the couch.

"and there are no more of those?" he asked and sat next to you and then wrapped his arms around you and leaned his head on your shoulder. you took control and pressed a button to see the video suggestions.

"well, here is this one" you said and put the video called 'Y/N and Tom being the sexiest couple in the whole fucking world'.

"oh, i see what people think of us." the brunette said when he saw the title of the video.

"what do you mean with that? of course we are the sexiest couple in the whole fucking world." you wrinkled your eyebrows and lowered your gaze a bit to connect with his.

"yes, we are." when he finished talking, he leaned to you so he can kiss you.

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