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sexlapis · 6 months

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Ho! I loooooooveeee your actor toji fics! Is it possible to get added to the taglist? Thank you ~

Also an idea: a bts scene of reader getting sick on set(perhaps even collapsing) due to fatigue and toji taking care of them- I feel like that'd be such a hit ship moment irl :D

thank you for liking my fics <3 you can be added to the tag list 🩵.

and omg yeah i love that idea of reader overworking themselves and toji looking after them :’). and yeah i didn’t make it a behind the scenes clip i made a short fic abt it bc i do not know when to stop.. like give me an idea and i will fly away w it like a bird liek..i don’t even think this is what you asked for srsly…i hope you don’t mind (but i’ll add it to my tojiyn headcanons hehe)

cw: actor toji x actress reader, hurt/comfort, angst to fluff, swearing, petnames (‘kid’, ik people don’t like this one but i think it’s so sweet & so toji :)), collapsing, mentions of skipping meals/not eating, poor sleeping habits, feelings of loneliness & inadequacy, crying, toji taking care of reader, i made this way more angsty than you asked sorry :(

wc: 2k+

you dragged yourself through the doors of the studio, immediately bombarded by directors, stylists, scrip writers and other cast members on your way to the dressing room, only fuelling your fatigue and stress.

sleep was a foreign concept at this point. five hours at most. so were healthy, filling meals - the last time you ate was yesterday at noon, and for breakfast today all you had was a cup of coffee, not helping your nervous, exhausted state.

admittedly, you were not doing very well. you felt that your acting was subpar and you felt lonely and isolated on set. while everyone went with their friends for a break or lunch, you sat by yourself in your dressing room, your only company being the silence.

sure, toji was also on set too, but he played a very minor role, so he wasn’t always there. and even when he was sometimes, he would hang out with the other crew members, which wasn’t a problem of course, but it did sting a little when he chose them over you.

you just felt so lonely, anxious and quite frankly upset at yourself and the circumstances you find yourself in.

there are a few knocks at your dressing room door and you weakly tell them to come in.

toji peeks is head in. “hey, kid. we start in five..” he takes a look at your weary face, dark eye bags prominent even through the makeup the stylists caked on and the frown on your lips and just knows something is wrong.

“are you ‘right?” he asks quietly, like you’re a deer who’s about to run away at the slightest of sounds.

“yes, i’m fine.” you lie, a voice in the back of your mind wishing he’d just ignore you like everyone else on this damn set does.

“‘you sure? ‘cause you don’t look-”

“i said im fine! just get out.” you snap, heart beating and breathing heavily at your own outburst.

fuck. you didn’t mean to say that.

but toji doesn’t look offended. he just nods and walks away footsteps fading as you put your head in your hands and sob.

so there you are, acting in front of the camera with your colleague in a scene where toji appears in too and you just seem off. everyone assumes it’s just not your day today and they’re not exactly wrong. you lines were slightly forced, tired and you were jittery and clearly apprehensive, like you didn’t even want to be here.

“cut!” the director calls out, more than annoyed with your behaviour. it was the sixth take and you’re really trying to make it believable, but it’s futile.

“this is the sixth take _____. this is ridiculous. get your act together. let’s take five.”

you look down at your shoes, face hot and chest thudding with embarrassment due to the director calling you out in front of everybody. tears well up in your eyes and you sigh, blinking them away as everyone starts talking again, walking away leaving you standing there like an idiot.

it all becomes too much for you. your empty stomach, oncoming headache, exhausted body, dry mouth, furrowed eyebrows, sweaty palms-

you let your script fall out of your hand as you stumble off the green screen, trying to get to your room before a hand is grabbing your arm. you turn around and it’s toji again.

“hey..” he leans down slightly to your height, scanning you over once. “you don’t look so good, _____-”

you shrug him off, vision becoming blurred with black static and limbs heavy and shaky. “i-i jus’ need to go. to my..uhm-” you stop, rubbing a hand down your face harshly. “i just-”

and then there is black.

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you come to and realise that you are laying on your dressing room couch, staring up at the ceiling. reaching up, you feel a wet, cool cloth on your head. you take it off. still fuzzy and body essentially lethargic, you try to sit up.

“hey, hey, hey.” toji whispers.

oh, toji’s here.

“take it easy.” he helps you sit up on the arm of the couch. he hands you a bottle of water and you drink it like a god.

“wait, what happened?” you ask, still confused and disoriented.

“you fuckin’ fainted that’s what,” he states bluntly. “scared the fuckin’ dogshit outta me.”

“oh.”

toji sits beside you on a chair, looking at you closely. you look down.

“the med team checked you out.” he tells you. “said you fainted, collapsed-whatever the fuck. ‘cos of stress and exhaustion. they even checked your blood sugar and said it was low as fuck.” he pauses. “not dangerously low,” he adds at the sight of your worried expression, “but.. low enough.”

you sigh, falling back on the couch. you think back to how the director shouted at you, how annoyed he was, and how humiliated you felt. tears start to form again and you cover your face with your hands, not wanting to cry in front of toji. you felt like you’ve had enough embarrassment for today.

toji leans forward. “what’s happening with you?”

the way he said it, so soft and concerned, makes the tears fall down and cause sobs to escape your mouth, hiccuped breaths falling from your mouth.

“hey, hey, hey..” toji coos. he reaches to you and makes you sit up again so he can take you into his arms. you let him, sobbing into his shoulder and sucking up all the comfort he gives you. toji’s big hand strokes your hair and the other caresses your back softly.

“shh, sh, sh…” he calms you down a little, you sobs turning into sniffles. he leans back and gives you space but his hands stay planted on your back. “tell toji what’s wrong.”

you hum sadly, looking down and gulping. “i’m..i’m tired. i wanna sleep..”

toji waits for you to continue. he can see you want to say more so he doesn’t hurry you along, he just rubs your back and nods to let you know you’re listening.

“i..” you take a breath, “i dunno what to do..i can’t do this fucking role.. i’m fucking tired half the fucking day and my so called colleagues don’t even like me!” you try to calm yourself down, taking another shaky breath. “and i just feel..lonely all the time..” you cry out the last few words, feeling another sob session coming up and toji pulls you close, letting you ruin his shirt with your tears as he rocks you back and forth in his arms.

“it’s okay, it’s okay..” he coos, resting his face in your hair.

you both stay like that for a few moments, you weeps dying down before toji talks.

“you can play this part, _____. ‘you have any idea how good your are, huh? you can act circles around half ‘these guys.”

you scoff, pulling your lips together. “i dunno about that..”

“‘m serious. _____, you can act, okay? ‘wouldn’t have made it this far if you couldn’t.”

“yeah but..this one’s hard..” you sigh, voice cracking but toji doesn’t let you start again.

“yeah, acting’s hard. but i can help you,” toji cups your wet face with his hands, wiping the tear streaks that paint you face, “we can all help you. the crew, your friends, that bitchass director. i’ll put a gun to everyone’s head to make them fuckin’ help you with this.”

you giggle at his seriousness and he huffs, relieved that you’re relaxing a little.

“they don’t hate you, y’know. everybody on set. the cast. they just think you’re a little shy and quiet. they don’t hate you, okay?” toji reassures you. you nod absentmindedly and he shakes your head from side to side to make you pay attention, making you smile, eyes crinkling even though they’re still tear stricken. “there she is..who the fuck could hate you, huh?”

“ugh, toji.” you roll your eyes, sniffling and rubbing your face. you pull away from him. “ugh..i just want my bed right now.”

“yeah..i know it ain’t my place but told the director that you’re taking a few days off. you need a break, kid.”

you didn’t even argue with him. you couldn’t.

“yeah, i do.” you agree.

suddenly, a loud rumble from your stomach erupts, it was like an earthquake.

toji laughs. “someone’s hungry.”

you groan. “‘m starving. haven’t eaten since yesterday.”

“we’re getting you something to eat.” he states, leaving no room for objections.

toji stands, holding his hand out for you to take. you do, his large, calloused hand dwarfing yours as he helps you stand up. “can you walk?”

“i will if there’s food involved.”

“that’s good.” toji chuckles, “how’s takeout sound?”

a/n: had to write a whole fic abt this i apologise 🥸 will add the tag list later i just keep forgetting the users </3

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tra1nchi · 9 days

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THIS HAS BEEN GOJNG TROGUH MY MIND SMMMM

Imagine readers collage proffersor he hated reader so much!!! Apparently reader has ruined his life, calling him slurs, making fun of him oh he hated reader so much!! After readers collage course the proffersor shows up at readers house with a knife planning to kill him!!

Ends up proffersor being tied up watching in despair as reader rides him, degrades him

CAN U WRITE SOMETHING SIMILAIR TO THATTTTT??? Σ(´□｀;)

(Maybe some knife play going on if it isn't too much??(;´∀｀))

- anon 💞

Your wish is my command 💞!!! MINORS DNI!! Dom/bttm male reader,, knife play,,threatening him!! Older professor!! Degradation,, dub con

He hates your guts!! You were the annoying student in the back of his class!! You always made hi class hell,,making fun of him for being openly gay!! Calling him slurs from the back of the class,,how cruel!!

Even after a few years after you graduated,,he never forgot about it!! And after seeing a particularly homophobic post on one of your social medias,,he got sick and tired of you!!

Preparing himself in dark clothing,,shakily picking up a knife,,was he really going to commit something so heinous over your opinion?? He was,,even if he was scared shirtless but as he got into his car,,he soothed himself as he thought about how you treated him!!!

Sneaking into your home,,expecting you to be asleep but he only found you sat at your desk,,wide awake doing work!!! He froze up!! How does he expect himself to kill you while you were awake??

You noticed him and he knew he was screwed,, you were way more muscly then you were before!! You mustve got stronger over the few years he hasn't seen you!!

"wait please! Im sorry!" He whines after you managed to tackle him,,ripping the knife our of his hands with aggression!! Hitting him over the head to out him in a daze as you move to tie him tightly up in a chair!!

The knife layed right against the skin of his neck!! >□< he was trembling so bad as you sat down on his lap,, tracing the blade of the knife down his soft neck!! He didn't even realise you had undressed him in his daze!!

"Do it already!!" He whines out but only gasps as he feels your hips go down onto his cock,, your dick half hard as you begin to move your hip up and down!! He thought you hated gay people!!

"I'm not..a..skank!" His moans were desp as his hips move up into your hole after hearing your mean words,, you were being so mean but for some reason it turned him on so hard!!! >□<

"Fuck! I'm gonna cum!" Drool ran down his chin as he closed his eyes,,feeling the cold of the blade slightly pierce his skin from your erratic movements of your hips!! His cock realising his warm cum up inside of you!! Tears pathetically running down his cheeks!!

Flinching at the feeling of your own cum landing on his face,,looking up at you tearfully,,his body shook at the sight of your smirk,,shivering softly as his eyes roll back,,the tip of the blade tapping against his skin!!

#{bttm male reader}#bottom male reader #sub male reader #x sub male reader #x bottom male reader #{💞}#{anon asks}#{h4rny ask}

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kooktrash · 8 months

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Omg can u write a drabble about seven days to love Jungoo being sick and whiney (and attention seeker) and oc taking care of him ofc hehe 🥺🥺🤍

okokok im bringing him back since he’s such a baby. you don’t have to read SEVEN DAYS TO LOVE to understand this drabble <3

JUNGKOOK’S SICK DAY | jeon jungkook

warnings: none. straight fluff. sick jk. needy jk. 1.9k words.

Your relationship with Jungkook started off rocky and you take full blame for that. You had been too stubborn to admit that he wasn’t as bad as you made him out to be and over time you let him creep his way into your heart till he was pretty much the owner of it. Of course this dwill don’t mean you made it easy for good m but it was only because you knew he secretly liked your mean streak. Your boyfriend was sweet and so unbelievably funny practically all the time that it didn’t take you long to realize when something was wrong—take the other night for instance when you unintentionally made him jealous and snapped at him for it.

This morning was another one of those times when you noticed he was acting differently than usual. It was the most minuscule of things that caught your attention today but it was just strange. Typically, on mornings you didn’t spend with Jungkook at your side, he sent you a good morning text. Last night you worked late and had an early morning class today that it had just been easier to go back to your own place and not visit Jungkook since it was a farther drive from campus. You expected to wake up to one of his long and dramatic good morning texts that usually went along the lines of:

‘kook🖤: good morningggggggggg my angry little cinammon roll, idc if you hate the nickname, I love it bc I know it annoys u hehe. miss u’

It was very annoying but unbelievably endearing and you always responded with a:

‘you: pls stop calling me that, it’s so corny.

you: but morning, miss you too <3’

Today though, you woke up with nothing and when you checked his location out of curiosity if he was busy, you found him at home and ended up calling him.

“Hello?” His voice was groggy and tired which was unusual for him at this hour, it was the first sign that something was up.

“Good morning, I didn’t get my text today,” you said sitting at your vanity as you readied yourself for work. It was a little past noon and you had already gone to class and he had yet to reach out to you. That was strange considering how clingy your boyfriend usually was.

Jungkook lay in his bed, wrapped like a burrito in his blankets and phone on speaker lying on the pillow you usually used, “Sorry baby, I’m just waki—achoo!”

You paused, taken back by his overly loud sneeze and sniffle, “You okay?”

You’re not sure why you expected the big baby that Jungkook was to say yes when it was just so out of character. You should’ve known he would have responded with a whine, “No! I don’t feel good, a-and I want you to come over and make me feel better.”

“I’ve gotta get to work,” you said with a pout, “Joon would kill us both if we don’t show up. Did you call in yet?”

“I’m about to,” Jungkook said with another loud sniffle and cough that made you wince, “Please, Y/n, come over.”

“Jungkook, I can’t,” you said apologetically, “Taehyung is the only one working tonight and you’re already not going in so I can’t miss too. It wouldn’t be fair—“

“Y/n, come over!” You could practically see him kicking his feet in a childlike tantrum.

“Babe,” you released a sigh, “I’ll feel bad if I miss. I’ll come over right after, take something and sleep, okay?”

“I want you.”

“Do I look like cold medicine?” You asked, hearing him mumble a yes that made you smile in amusement, “I’ll see if we can finish early, I promise.”

Jungkook left you with a muffled goodbye and you felt bad just leaving him hanging but Namjoon was your boss and friend. He doesn’t like dating in the workplace but he’s fine with the two of you and you don’t want to take advantage of him or make him think you won’t put work first. He probably won’t like that you’ll miss work simply because of your boyfriend, so you got to work feeling awful for leaving Jungkook to fend for himself.

“So, no Jungkook today?” Taehyung asked from the stop of the stairs where his sound booth was. You shook your head no, “Don’t think he feels good.”

“Poor baby,” Taehyung pretended to wipe a tear away, “Well, thanks for coming in, I have a feeling he didn’t make it easy for you?”

“Not at all.”

kook🖤: 🤒😞

you: have you taken anything yet?

kook🖤: 😞

you: boy…

kook🖤: 🤧😞

“Y/n, tell your boyfriend to stop texting me,” Taehyung said suddenly, “He keeps crying that he wants you to go see him.”

“Oh my god,” you laughed in disbelief, “I didn’t know he was such a big baby when he’s sick.”

“The biggest,” Taehyung said with a shake of his head, “If you could stick around for at least another hour or two, I’ll let you go, but let’s just see how busy we get.”

The answer was, you didn’t get busy at all. Although you wanted to go over to Jungkook’s place right away, knowing him, he wasn’t prepared for a mile cold and you ended up going to the store to find some over-the-counter medicine and some easy foods he could eat. When you finally got to his place it was just before the sun could set and you let yourself in with the key he had given you a while back.

“Who’s there?” Jungkook shouted tiredly from his bedroom, “If it’s not Y/n it better be the Grim Reaper because I’m depressed.”

You rolled your eyes setting your bags down, “It’s Y/n!”

You heard intense rustling and banging from his bedroom until suddenly you were being confronted by Kaonashi from Studio Ghibli’s Spirited Away—you mean your boyfriend, who was completely wrapped up in his black comforter with huge bags under his eyes, “Jeez babe, you’ve definitely seen better days, huh?”

Jungkook made a whining sound as he opens up his arms and the blanket before dragging you into him, wrapping you in with him and squeezing tightly, “S-so cold.”

“Did you take anything yet?” You asked, feeling your feet lift off the ground just a bit with how he held you in a hug. You felt him shake his head no and with an annoyed sigh you asked, “Jungkook! I’ve been telling you all day to take something. How are you supposed to get better?!”

“Stop yelling at me,” Jungkook sniffled as you struggled to free yourself from his hold, “I’m sick.”

You released a sigh as you lifted a hand to feel his face and neck and sure enough he felt warm, “Have you eaten?”

He shook his head no with a pout, and you took a breath, “Okay, why don’t you get in the shower and I’ll make you something real quick.”

“Come,” he begged, grabbing your arm but you shook your head.

“No, I’m going to making you something to eat, hon, go shower it’ll help with your fever,” you told him and with an annoyed whine he left.

“So dramatic,” you whispered to yourself watching him shimmy his way back to his room still wrapped in his blanket and you smiled at how cute he was.

You didn’t start cooking until you heard the shower running and you hurried to make him a simple soup that he better like because you're not a cook at all. He’s making you have to learn because he’s such a big baby who forgot to feed himself.

Not even five minutes later was he back out, shuffling his way back to you and hugging you from behind. “That was not a shower, Kook. It wasn’t even five minutes.”

“It was a rinse,” Jungkook confessed, following you around the small space of his kitchen. You just sighed, “Okay, get in bed, it’s almost ready.”

He whined making you look at him with a scoff, “I didn’t know you were so bratty when you’re sick, you big himbo! I already left work early, I’m not leaving, I’m gonna take care of you so just go to bed and I’ll be there soon.”

Jungkook grumbled under his breath as he retreated, “Always so mean to me.”

When you got back to Jungkook’s room holding a tray with his food you found him face down on his bed, spread like a star fish pretending to cry, “Y/n doesn’t love me.”

“Oh my god,” you laughed as you entered his dark abyss, “You’re lucky you’re cute because I’ve never met someone this dramatic in my life.”

Jungkook smiled, rolling onto his back, eyes red and puffy, nose red and puffy, lips red and puffy, “You’re back. Come in bed and let’s watch a movie.”

“First, take your medicine,” you ordered as he took his remote control off the nightstand and began searching through Disney movies.

“Princess and the Frog or Tangled?”

“Jungkook,” you warned him as he talked to himself.

“Princess and the Frog, I completely agree,” he mumbled to himself, “You’re like Tiana, personality wise and I’m like Naveen.”

“You’re more like Louis,” you told him as you handed him the medicine and a glass of water.

“Did you just call me an alligator?” He asked with furrowed brows as he attempted to glare at you but he couldn’t.

“Big scary baby just like you.”

“So mean to me,” he mumbled as he looked down at the bowl of soup before letting his jaw drop.

Your brows furrowed, “What’s wrong?”

“Aren’t you going to feed me?” Jungkook asked cutely. As much as you wanted to smack him, he was sick and you owe it to him to be here. You want him to see you care about him just as much as he cares about you and if that means spoon feeding him to make him happy, you’ll do it.

“I didn’t know having a fever meant you can’t use your hands,” you teased as you blew softly on the hot soup before bringing it toward his mouth, “And you better eat all this because I hate cooking.”

“Yes ma’am,” he joked as he took the spoon finally and began shoving it all into his mouth, “So good, I should snap a picture and post this on Twitter—I mean, ‘X’, and tag Gordon Ramsey.”

“Shut up,” you laughed.

Once he was done, he threw himself back with a burp, “Wow I feel so much better.”

“I’m sure you do.”

“I do,” Jungkook nodded his head, “Guess I was away from you too long and my body couldn’t take it.”

“Oh my god,” you groaned, “So dramatic.”

He laughed, “Kiss?”

“No, you're still sick, I could hear it in your voice,” you told him and he pretended to glare at you. “Y/n. Kiss. Now.”

“No—Jungkook!”

He tackled you onto the bed, putting his entire weight on you and trapping you beneath him, “Kiss.”

With a tired groan you nodded, arms wrapping around his neck and pulling him down until your lips met. Jungkook smiled into the kiss, making himself more comfortable between your legs, not wanting to pull away even when you gently pushed at his chest. “Okay, Kook, there, you already can’t breathe well with your runny nose, let’s not push it.”

“Mm,” he groaned, “Baby, I’m sick, you can’t keep pushing me away.”

“How can I push you away when you’ve got me trapped under you?” You asked, tilting your head cutely that he smiled, squirming a bit over you.

“Right, I forgot.”

You spent two days dealing with your sick boyfriend who was the neediest baby you’ve ever met in your entire life, but you’d do it all over again.

::.

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wonillaa · 2 years

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enha boyfriend thoughts :(

heeseung ♡

- “honey, i’m home”

- started saying it as a joke but now its illegal to come through the door without saying it

- shared playlists

- cute dates :( dog/cat cafes, karaoke

- voice messages + random selfies

- prefers to just stay in and lay with you

- unspoken love for each other

- actions > words

- still makes sure to send good morning and goodnight texts tho 🫡

jay ♡

- he’s so endearing LMAO

- the care you’d get when you’re sick ..

- you’re eating so good w/ him

- i think matching small things like jewelry or jackets

- surprise gifts ☹️

- sprays his cologne on your stuffed animals for you to feel closer when you aren’t together

- always making sure you’re comfortable

- layers you until you’re waddling like a penguin in the winter . he does not care

- involving you in everything he’s interested in + always info dumping on things

- uses you as a model for outfits

jake ♡

- bf jake makes me so sad

- pictures of you in his wallet

- has playlists of songs that remind him of you

- so many dates

- hikes maybe ? idk i think he’d like being in nature with you

- gym partners

- he says you’re his motivation so he needs you there lmao

- has a separate album in his camera roll of pictures of you and him

sunghoon ♡

- his love language is being annoying /j

- he reminds me of winter </3

- zips your coat up and puts your hat + gloves on

- throws snow, leaves or even grass at you no matter the season + if you bake together flour will end up all over you

- baby talks to you bc he knows you hate it

- you frequent a coffee shop together and get a drink every morning 🙁

- sends you gym mirror pics .. ha ha 🤗

- he’d be so sweet tho everything he does is out of love 😞

sunoo ♡

- your relationship is built on impulsive acts

- you walk either every morning or night like an old married couple

- everything is so perfect with him (◞‸◟)

- he’s so loving and praises you for just breathing

- you take turns giving each other massages and playing with each others hair

- so much affection :(

- he just wants to experience everything with you and see the world together

- cheek kisses

- my biggest wish is sunoo getting the most love in this world im devastated

jungwon ♡

- jungwon 😭😭😭😭<3

- has a note in his phone dedicated to all your favorite things, allergies, etc

- reads you so well he’s like a part of you

- if your mom/parent has a facebook he’d def follow it

- he’s a fan of all love languages

- clingy jungwon .. 💔

- steals your stuff and always in your personal space

- he’s so cute

- makes sure you stay on top of taking care of yourself , if you’re too tired to brush your teeth or wash your face he’s doing it for you

niki ♡

- he’s so childish and maybe a little evil

- i think he’d really feel bad if he took things too far 😭

- he lives to tease you he’s like a mini sunghoon but worse

- makes fake photocards of you and shows you his collection

- refuses pet names

- the most you’re getting is ‘my love’ everything else he uses is to bribe you for something or to mess with you

- please take him bowling . the amount of times he’s asked for someone to go with him is truly getting sad

- just dance competitions

- he likes everything if you’re involved

- he whispers his favorite things about you + how much he loves you while you’re asleep ☹️ he’s shy

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neteyamkink · 1 year

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i just read this jake fic and now im thinking about enemies with benefits with neteyam👀👀

THANK U FOR REQUESTING IM OBSESSED W THIS <333 sorry this is so short i’m lacking so bad at writing rn

paring: aged up!neteyam x reader

warnings: filthy smut, degrading, cocky mean teyam :(, choking, he calls reader a whore, idk what else this is just FILTHY

“I fucking hate you” you had no idea what those words did to Neteyam, did you? The distasteful words that fell from your pretty little lips went straight to his cock. Next thing you knew your ankles were over his shoulders, his hands were around your neck, and he was fucking his cock into you.

His dick bullied its way into your pretty little cunt. the only three words that you could form were, “I hate you.”

Hate is a strong word I know, but you truly hated him. Mostly because he hated you first. He was always so envious, sick and tired of being second runner-up to you. You were always the best at what you did. The best young huntress, the best young warrior, the best young healer. He could never beat you, so instead, he chose to hate you. However, this burning hate turned into a new blossoming passion for just wanting to fuck you like you were nothing. It was the one thing he could be better than you at.

“Tell me something I don’t know,” he chuckled into your ear, letting his soft lips peck a little kiss on the top of your ear. Fuck his mischievous little laugh made you just want to smack the smirk right off his lips. But oh my eywa he was just so fucking hot.

“Fuck you,” you gritted through your teeth trying to speak with your airway being cut off by his big hands.

“I am,” his stupid little slapable smirk grew wider. He moved one of his hands off your neck to press down on your stomach. “You feel me all the way up there?” he cockily spoke, his voice ringing through your ears and filling your brain with dopamine.

You refused to feed into his inflated ego, so you shook your head no with the little strength you had in you. His cock filling you up mixed with his restraining hands around your neck was the perfect equation for pure bliss.

He furrowed his brows and scrunched his nose, “you feel it now?” he gripped your neck harder and started to quicken his pace. Every thrust became harder and harder one after the other and soon you were just left a cock drunken moaning mess underneath him.

you didn’t want to inflate his ego even more by giving in but you were just so blissed out that you didn’t have any energy to hate him. You desperately nodded your head needing more, You hated him, but fuck you were always so needy for him. He fucked you so good every. single. time.

“yeah that’s right, ‘m fucking you like the little whore you are,” He gritted through his teeth, hips snapping at an unrhythmic pace.

“let me cum, teyam,” you choke out, chest heaving up and down trying to catch your breath.

“what’s the magic word?” he teases. The way he loved to get you riled up made you 10x more angrier. Why did he have to be such a fucking tool?

“Please,” you whimpered giving into his annoying teasing, desperate to find a release.

“go ahead, pretty princess,” he smirked, and with a few thrusts you both were moaning sticky sweaty messes. Curses and sounds of uneven slaps rung through the air.

“I still fucking hate you,” you spoke.

“I hate you too,” his sly smirk made you roll your eyes but deep inside butterflies erupted in the pits of your stomach.

#neteyam smut #neteyam x reader #avatar #avatar the way of water #avatar smut #smut #neteyam brain rot :(#yeah this shit is filthy #enimes to lovers

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viathecloset · 2 months

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Taehyung and jungkook's relationship is overlooked by 90% of the fandom solely because they are so controlled by the narrative of the fandom/company that they cannot quite accept that anything outside is even a remote possibility. Ive been more of a quiet observer for years now [my sister's an army since 2015] and I've seen the boys, moreover I know how marketing and kpop works. It's quite evident if u observe close enough of the pattern on how this group of seven guys who genuinely love music is marketed you would understand to what extent you're being brainwashed. Im not talking about this like a conspiracy theorist. It's quite simple and right infront of you. Yall refuse to accept it that's all.

1. There are a certain set of stories that are made to be told by them, over and over again. Even if it disturbs them or they are bored. E.g: 2018 disbandment story, vmin dumpling incident, jikook rain fight/tokyo trip, mind you there are many things that happend between people who lived together for 10+ yrs but if it cuts the flow of events you are made to believe happened you aren't gonna hear from it, ever.

2. Like stories there are dynamics that each pair is supposed to portray Taegi as annoying/annoyed duo, taejin/jikook as flirty HS boyfriends, namseok/taekook the awkward old friends and no matter how much the relationships change or evolve you won't see it cuz again, it won't FIT the narrative that has already been shown.

3. Like relationships there are characteristics that thankfully some members chose to break out of during their solo era: hoseok always being sunshine and loud ( he's quite serious and very dedicated infact ), jungkook being that muscle dude who only knows how to follow his Hyungs ( he's very independent and has a lot of targets he wants to achieve individually, he's very thoughtful and organized) and Taehyung being WEIRD and weak ( he's extremely intelligent and super strong he's strategic and disciplined)

4. This brings us to the whole Taekook narrative, the fact that they've been seen so much during solo era yet people had the audacity to still call them distant and awkward solely cuz it wasn't via company but through Taehyung's ig or jungkook mentioning him in interviews etc. I think it's needless to say they aren't comfortable being touchy and showy on camera for content, hell if they were to shoot everytime Taehyung and jungkook hangout there would he enough CONTENT till 2067. They're supportive of eo and have a very big shared friend circle, when jungkook went missing for almost 2 months we got to know Taehyung was the one he was with.

5. The thing is everyone [ including my own sister ] thinks that Taehyung is being desperate or such whenever he mentions Taehyung cuz a. Yall have actually led jokers run so fucking rampant that everytime the man mentions him actually doing something you're ready to throw him under the bus and call him a liar or such. b. Im not saying jungkook isn't close to anyone else but when he isn't working or shooting content and just wants to be himself the one you saw him most was around Taehyung and yes it matters. In the name of hating shippers yall have not only dissed the quite frankly PRIVATE bond they seem to share but went as far as dissing Taehyung himself cuz of the extreme level of manipulation yall are under.

Ik imma find armys [jikookers ]under this sooner or later calling me names but to be honest I'm sick and tired of yall dissing very real people and their very real human relationships solely based off the content yall are made to believe is 100% candid. Go touch grass, get friends, go date, don't obsess over them for a while then come back and try seeing it from a neutral perspective.

#taekook #taehyung #jungkook #bts #tumbler #opinion #fandom ships

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luvsuperboard · 1 year

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hyunjin, do you like having a dick?

pairing: boy bsf hyunjin x f.reader

contains: crack, drama queen hyunjin, the word dick and a whole conversation about dicks (well, clearly, look at the tittle) and some other curse words, mentions of periods and menstruating. mdni.

note: hihihi, LFMAOAOA OK SO, idk where the idea came from but is so fucking random i swear 😭, i also chose hyunjin for this bc his dramatic ass is perfect for this silly scenario, hope u enjoy!

you came out of the shower, cheeks flushed from the hot water and hair smelling like your favorite fruit scented shampoo. once you had on some comfy pajamas on you walked towards your bedroom–were hyunjin was ofc.

“you took like five years” his back was resting on the bed’s headboard, he had been reading a book or something while you were showering.

“shut up” you threw him the little towel you were using to dry your hair as you just fell on top of the bed, letting a big sigh out “im so jealous of you right now” you said with your face buried in the soft pillows.

“first of all, how dare you throw your dirty towel on my beautiful face,” the disgusted face he made was crazy “and second, jealous of?”

you sat up, tugging your hair behind your ears before taking a deep breath “wait hold on before you say anything” he put the book aside and stretched, giving you that ‘let it out’ stare.

“it’s not that bad, it’s just..” you played with your hands but soon stopped when you remembered you were talking to hyunjin, the mf knows everything about you so why would you be ashamed of sharing this?

“i’m on my period, i’m cramping so fucking bad, and like do you know what is it to have to deal with cramps? imagine you are peacefully sleeping, on a friday night after eating the most scrumptious pizza ever and you feel like your life is perfect because oh man, what can go wrong? i just ate and i’m happy and i’m sleeping. WELL NO! A FUCKING CRAMP THOUGHT IT WAS OKAY TO SHOW UP IN MY SLEEP AND WAKE ME UP!” you slapped the mattress, okay well you maybe had to let some things out.

“AND YOU KNOW WHAT HAPPENED WHEN I STOOD UP MY BED AFTER I WAS AWAKENED BY THAT BITCH? A BIG, oh hyunjin when i tell you it was big is because it was. A BIG ASS RED-“

“OKAY NO NEED TO GET SPECIFIC I GET IT, BREATHE” he caressed you back to comfort you.

he couldn’t help it but laugh at the way you were trying to catch your breath “come here” he patted his lap as in a way of telling you to rest your head on it, so you did. “you’re crazy” he said while playing with your now not so wet hair.

“it’s just so annoying sometimes like ugh”

“i can’t say i relate like i always do, but you’ll be fine. it’s normal, just make sure to rest and not be climbing the walls like the weird creature you are, yea?” he whispered and kept playing with you hair.

“hm, i guess”

you stayed for a while like this; completely spacing out and staring at the ceiling while your head rested on his thighs until he broke the silence “so, why were you jealous of me?”

you quickly lifted your head from his lap and sat again “oh yea, well i was ‘jealous’ because you don’t get periods? duh” his lips were in a ‘o’ shape and he nodded.

“so? that’s it?” his eyebrows furrowed as he was expecting you to say something else.

“yeaaa? wait oh my god”

“oh god please no”

“LATE NIGHT TALK!”

you both spent the night talking and giggling about the most random stuff, but you enjoyed this, everything started because of your tiny rent about being sick and tired of menstruating. but for some reason a question popped up in your mind, yall were talking about anything. so, why don’t kill the curiosity and approach the moment by asking?

“hyunjin”

“hm?”

“do you like having a dick.” you said with a straight face, you were seriously trying not to laugh, you truly wanted to know.

“HUH?!” his answer made you burst out of laughter, his ears turned bright pink. cute.

“LISTEN, GOD WHY ARE YOU BLUSHING? IT WAS JUST A QUESTION”

“WELL I DONT GET ASKED THAT EVERYDAY, WHAT DID YOU EXPECT?”

“WHY ARE WE YELLING?!”

“I DONT KNOW”

“okay let’s calm down” he gulped and waited for you to speak again.

“hyunjin, do you like having a dick?” you said with a tiny smile, as soon as he heard you he started massaging his temple.

“y/n you are so fucking weird-“

“ANSWER THE FUCKING QUESTION.”

“FINE,” he looked around as if there was people in the room and as if it was some confidential information what he was about to say “it’s cool i guess”

“pft, you guess?” he just shrugged but you wanted him to say more “cmonnnn, for example; if i had a dick-“

“please don’t”

“i’d be hard all the time.“

“WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?!”

“IM JUST SAYING BRO, LIKE, IS THERE ANY PROS AND CONS OF HAVING A DICK?” he sighed and shook his head dramatically “no there’s not, y/n, it’s just a body part”

“there has to be”

“THERE IS NOT. LEAVE ME ALONE IM GONNA GO CRY IN A CORNER OR SOMETHING” he hid under the blankets like a little kid, but you pulled them off him and continued with your mission of killing the curiosity.

“YOU SAID ITS ‘cool i guess’. THAT MEANS IT HAS PROS RIGHT?”

“lord save me”

“I HEARD IT CAN FALL OFF? IS THAT TRUE?”

“WHAT THE FUCKITY FUCKING FUCK, NINE ONE ONE HELP”

“WHAT, NO DONT SAY THAT YOU WHORE, PEOPLE ARE GONNA THINK IM KILLING YOU”

“LEAVE ME ALONE THEN”

“hold on i just thought of an amazing question”

“I WANT MY MOM”

“does it glow in the dark? JUST KIDDING”

“MOMMM”

“wait but does it?”

“MOOOOOOOM”

“SHHH, oh also do you have a name for it?”

“i swear to god- wait what did you say?”

“a name for your little mate”

“no but thanks for the idea, AND IM NOT TELLING YOU ONCE I HAVE A NAME FOR IT”

“CAN YOU MOVE IT MENTALLY?”

“IM SO DONE WITH YOU, WHAT THE HELL DOES THAT EVEN MEAN? GOOGLE EXISTS”

“UGH, WHAT ABOUT WHEN IT’S COLD.. does the size chang-“

“oh my god, i’m gonna call chan”

“YOU’RE GONNA ASK HIM IF HIS LITTLE FRIEND CHANGES SIZE DEPENDING ON THE WEATHER? oh but im the weird one okay”

“ARE YOU CRAZY?” he softly flicked your forehead with his middle finger “IM GONNA CALL HIM BECAUSE IM SCARED” you saw how he was about to pull his phone out his pocket but you stopped him by grabbing his wrist.

“LET ME GO!”

“ANSWER THE QUESTION”

“NO!” he jumped out of the bed and ran to the bathroom, locking himself in and resting his back on the door just in case you could enter.

“COME HERE YOU ARTSY BITCH”

“HELLO? CHAN HYUNG?”

“HE’S PROBABLY SLEEPING STOP LYING”

“THAT BOY DOESN’T SLEEP, ARE YOU DUMB?”

“shit you’re right, anyway. HWANG HYUNJIN, LET. ME. IN.” this time the little trick of kicking the door didn’t work since hyunjin had put his weight on it.

“NEVER!”

“YOU DONT EVEN HAVE TO LET ME IN! just answer the question..”

“I SAID NO, BRO GO ASK JISUNG OR SOMETHING”

“i already did.” oh yea when it comes to tea you know you’ll have hyunjin there, so he opened the door slowly.

“really?” you nodded and he gasped dramatically, drama queen ass.

“so? what did he say?”

“come to the bedroom and i’ll tell you every single detail”

“deal.”

you spent like an hour or so telling hyunjin about what you asked han, plus more tea yall spilled through the conversation, which was enough for you to forget about the initial goal. as soon as you remembered you tapped his shoulder.

“just go to sleep, we’ve talked enough, it’s two in the morning” he said and it’s not like you’re dumb to not know he was fake-yawning too. you rolled your eyes and covered your body with the blanket. still curious, kind of mad, and not wanting to sleep since the talking had shaken your tiredness away.

he let out a deep breath when he felt your body relax underneath the blanket, he thought you had finally fallen asleep and-

“if i had a dick for a day i’d be laughing so hard like, does it just… hang there?”

“Y/N!”

#hyunjin #hyunjin x reader #stray kids imagines #stray kids x reader #skz imagines #hwang hyunjin #skz #skz x reader #stray kids scenarios

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sourbinnie · 11 months

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Hi omg I just came across ur page, I loved your recent it was so cute & now I’m dying for more comfort Hyunjin.

Can I request reader being on her period so she’s rlly irritable and then Hyunjin comes home saying he has a stomach ache and she thinks he’s just joking around so she just ignores him but then later realizes he’s being serious when he doesn’t eat dinner n feels sick so she feels bad and takes care of him.

title -> misinterpreted pair -> hyunjin x fem!reader genre -> hurt/comfort + fluff warnings -> mentions of periods + mentions of food + cursing a/n: yall i think im a sucker for hurt/comfort jinnie, thank you for you request! <3 it came out shorter than i expected but i still hope you like it ¡! :(

as if the day couldn't get more annoying, periods happen. ok, it's not like i had a lot on my plate but there's no worse sensation than your uterus kicking you like you deserve it. it was painful, annoying and overall made me feel like complete garbage. i carried through work like i could, continuing with my day like i wasn't suffering every step of the way. getting home was a task too but i managed through it and decided to throw myself on the bed, trying every single position to see if it would make the pain go away.

i know i wasn't the easiest to deal with when i was like this but i was hoping hyunjin would understand.

speaking of him, he was just about to come in through the door every minute now and the things that i usually get ready for him, are not there. like i said, i hope he understands that it's not my best day and he can get them on his own. i know practice must've been a lot and i truly wish he would take care of himself better.

"(y/n)?" i hear my name being called out and i don't even have the strength to get up. feels like the weight is pulling me down again. i manage to do so in a few tries but everything still spins and hurts around me. "missed you baby." he says when he sees me and gives me a hug which i have to retract because of the tightness of it all. he looks at me confused which i have to explain.

"i'm on my period and everything sucks right now." i say calmly but dying on the inside. "i'm sorry if i'm gonna be a bitch to you at any moment but right now i just need to rest."

"oh, that's okay i actually had like a stomach ache through the whole day so i get it." and i just sigh 'cause i knew he was messing with me. he always likes to do that and even with the confused look on his face, i wouldn't fall for it at all. i decided to not linger on it and go to our room to get my sweet sleep as much as i wanted to stay and cuddle with my boyfriend, i knew it would only bring pain and uncomfortability.

✉ ✉ ✉

getting up and being met by the moon in the night sky was not my plan all along. hyunjin was by my side, he didn't even try to cuddle with me which i thanked for but he looked a little odd. i couldn't place my finger on what it was but i had to get up and make dinner before it was too late. as i tried to concentrate in the cooking and not the pain (again), i tried to place my finger around what was going on with my boyfriend.

could it be that things didn't go well today? but he didn't look mad or sad. he also didn't say anything about the boys (usually there's one or two comments about felix). maybe he was just tired and didn't need me on top of his business and i was just panicking over nothing.

"babe?" he asked, snapping me out of my thoughts and there was definitely something going on. he looked pale but at the same time it looked like he had a run a marathon with all the sweat and i was starting to see things better. "oh no, jagi i love your cooking but i think i'll pass today."

i placed the dinner on the table and i looked at him. he never passed on my cooking so something 100% was off today and what did i miss? as i got close to him i tried to repeat our conversation today. my hand went directly to his forehead and as everything started to make sense with him burning up, i said.

"fuck you weren't lying, you truly had a stomach ache." i felt like crying right then and there. even if i felt terrible, i still would do anything to take care of hyunjin. it hurt that i put myself first when he was hurting just as much as me. i didn't want to cry though, this was my chance to make it better unless he hated me at this very moment and didn't want me to do anything and-

"you're thinking too much and yes i did or i still do. i don't know, everything's kinda of spinning and i think i might have a fever." he said and i immediately sat him down as i looked for the termometer. thinking of every remedy and healing technique i went through my entire life as i came back and made him open his mouth.

"i'm sorry jinnie. i should've been more careful and paid more attention to your words." i said and he wanted to say something but i stopped him. "nuh uh no moving! also i'm gonna tell the boys you're not going tomorrow." that's when he also wanted to protest but i took the termometer out and checked.

"so? do i have a fever?" he said and i nodded as he responded with a sigh. "i can't miss practice when we're learning a new choreo though, babe you know how it is".

"but you also can't practice if you're basically running a fever and feeling dizzy, what if you pass out?" i said and i could see that he was seeing my point. "just let me text chan and then i'll have all the time in the world for you."

"but what if you get sick too?" he pouted and i just smiled because even in the sickness of it all, he still cared about me. he really was the sweetest guy i've ever met.

"if i get sick, i get sick baby, there's nothing bad about it plus i get to spend time with my favorite person." i said laying him on my lap as i messed with his hair and caressed his cheek.

he eventually fell asleep and i just couldn't stop looking at him. i decided to slowly get up without disturbing him, then i would call work and tell them that i would be taking the day off to spend it with my loved one 'cause it's what he deserved.

#skz drabbles #sourbinnie #skz x you #skz scenarios #skz short imagines #skz imagines #stray kids drabbles #stray kids imagines #stray kids x reader #skz x reader #skz hyunjin #hyunjin x reader #hyunjin skz #skz hurt/comfort

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inkelea · 7 months

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smiles at the checkout! ✭

pairing: kim seungmin x fem!reader

synopsis: the cute grandson of your regular client comes to shop their groceries alone for once.

genre: fluff, kinda angst if you squint at the end? FLUFF!! strangers to friends..(?) (more like acquaintances). drabble.

warnings: supermarket adventures part 2! (no need to read first part, can be read as a stand alone), annoying old women and teenage boys! can be read as idol! or non idol! au.

word count: 0.4k

part one.

a/n: soo, im very busy, but I did want to write this bc i thought it was cute and some people wanted a second part as well. but again I’m very tired too so if there’s mistakes well lol. hope you enjoy:)

losing your weekend for being behind the checkout counter of your neighborhood supermarket was not fun. the place that brought you happiness in boring days had officially become your worst nightmare.

angry old women would start whispering to themselves ugly things (they were never actually whispering) whenever you told them you could not control the growing prices of the products. it was becoming really annoying having to deal with them, keeping a smile at all times.

sometimes the old women would be teenage boys, thinking their tiktok hairstyles and overconfident smiles could win you over. it was ridiculous.

apart from that, it wasn’t that bad, but still, those occurrences were pretty common. not a lot of happy adventures happening in the place for you now.

until they appeared.

they always came together, the cute lady obsessed with pink, and her even cuter grandson. she would put on a smile and start taking her wallet from her purse, while her boy would put the groceries on the counter. it had become tradition. or at least it was before today.

“came alone?”

he looks up from his shopping cart, hair almost covering his eyes. “yeah, nana’s kinda sick.”

oh.

“she’s okay! i know she’s old but no need to act like she’s gonna die or something. it’s just a cold.”

you laugh, because the way he talks about his grandmother’s health is hilarious, something so his.

redirecting your attention to his groceries you bite your lip, trying your hardest to not laugh at the situation. he looks the same way, but neither of you realizes the other’s state.

“that’ll be ₩77.000.”

he rolls his eyes and sighs, opening his wallet reluctantly. he’s such an old woman.

the noise in the supermarket has been filling your head all day, but watching him put in his bag his last grocery, a butter can, makes silence surround you like a guardian angel.

you should be scared, seeing as someone you barely know has so much control over you. when he comes in sad, you get worried, pain hitting your chest like you just were stabbed on the back. but oh when he appears and he’s shining. you remember the first time you heard him laugh out loud, it was so beautiful that you thought it was the polar star guiding you to heaven.

it was difficult going home knowing you couldn’t have him, painful and sickening, even more knowing he probably hadn’t even looked at your tag name. every time he left like his heart didn’t ache for you like yours did for him, it made you a little more breathless, just like now.

he says his goodbyes and goes, a smile lingering on your face for a little too long after he’s gone.

damn, having to deal with the teenage boy who’s next in line is gonna be hard now.

@mochamvgz

#bjnet #skz x reader #stray kids x reader #skz fluff #stray kids fluff #kim seungmin fluff #kim seungmin x reader #skz x female reader #stray kids x female reader #skz blurbs #stray kids blurbs #skz drabbles #stray kids drabbles #inkelea

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wosowrites · 1 year

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Back With Her (Jordan Nobbs x Reader)

warnings: none

a/n: based off this request:

prompt: fluff with jordan as your happy shes on the roster for camp.

When it was announced that Jordan would be playing one last game with Arsenal, you felt your heart drop. The whole training session was off and silent. You all went home after, even though you usually do something together after practice. Jordan had been off the past couple weeks. You weren’t kissing as much, or going on dates. She was just… not Jordan. Arsenal wasn’t Arsenal without Jordan, and Jordan wasn’t Jordan without Arsenal.

You went home that day numb. Jordan was visiting Aston Villa’s stadium and coaches, getting to know them a little. Or so that’s what Jonas told you girls.

You drove home, the car quiet, missing Jordans bad post training kareoke. The seat beside yours was empty, missing your girlfriends presence. As you got onto the hallway, the water works turned on. You started violently sobbing, feeling sick to your stomach the whole drive. You were trying to concentrate on the road, knowing that your tears were dangerous as they blurred your eyesight. You pulled over once you got off the highway and turned your engine off. You probably sat in your car for forty five minutes, sobbing, crying and just being an all around mess.

What broke you out of your tears was Jordan’s name on your screen, your phone was connected to the bluetooth and her ringtone rang throughout the car. You quickly answered, trying to make it seem as though you weren’t crying. "Baby?" Jordan’s voice said. "Hey," you said, your voice breaking immediately. "Y/n… im sorry. I couldn’t tell you." Jordan said, her own voice shaking. "Come home, Jords. Please," you cried into the phone. "I’ll be there in an hour. I love you. This won’t change anything."

That night, when Jordan got home, you held her as she cried, and then she did the same for you. It was the worst night of your life.

Then came Jordans last game for Arsenal. Leah held her as she cried knowing fans would notice, but not caring. Jordan and Leah had always been best friends. You? You had Katie hugging you in the tunnel for a solid twenty minutes after the game. You felt as though you were loosing your girlfriend.

Once Jordan started training with Villa, she had no choice but too move out of your shared apartment. Your apartment was too far from the training centre for Jordan.

You came to your own training sessions everyday with puffy and red eyes. Your team held you when you needed it, and left you alone when you needed that. They were all there for you.

"Im loosing her," you told Katie one morning. It was an early training session, you were tired, and sad, and scared. All up in your feels, you had broken down crying an hour into the training. "You’re not loosing her. You talk to her every day, you will not break up. Do you hear me?" Katie had said.

Jonas would have been annoyed with you if it wasn’t for the fact that instead of your pain making you distracted, it fuelled you. In the five games since Jordan left, you had scored seven goals and had three assists. You were also more irritable, having picked up threw yellow cards in those games, but Arsenal was used to getting booked.

International break was coming up, and you were scared that Jordan wouldn’t make the cut. You needed to see her, spend a night with her, train with her again. You had seen her almost every day since she had left, but it wasn’t the same. For seven years, you spent every hour with her. There was no moment where you had to say goodbye. And that change was getting the better of the both of you.

The roster for the international break came out for the players at 3:00, which happened to be the same time your training ended. When you saw the list, you screamed out of joy. "Why are you so happy? You’re always on that roster." Manu asked you. "I don’t care about me! Jordans on the roster!" You yelled, jumping into Leah’s arms. That night, you and Jordan went on your first date in a long time, but the meal was nothing compared to what went down at her apartment.

You arrived at training with the rest of the british arsenal girls. You were one of the firsts to arrive, having coming earlier because Leah needed to, and you wanted to come up together. You cheeked the room list, having been marked down for room 129 with Lucy. You felt relief at being paired with Lucy. Although you loved all your teammates, she was easy to room with. She was fun but could be calm, clean but not annoying when you left things around, and was always a good listener.

You unpacked your bag, knowing Lucy would want the window bed, and knowing she would be one of the later arrivals due to where she was flying in from.

You went down for supper at 6:20, having fallen asleep and cursing yourself for probably missing Jordan’s arrival. You hurried down the hallway and into the elevator towards the floor where the dining hall was. The girls were all already settled in. You spotted Jordan quickly. She was sitting with Leah, Lucy, Keira and Georgia. There was a free chair between Leah and Jordan. You quickly walked over to the table, the girls spotting you. "Y/n! Hey, I was about to come get you." Lucy said.

You ignored her and wrapped your arms around Jordan who had already stood up. "Somehow I thought you wouldn’t be here. That your name on the roster was like… me being delusional." You said to her, hugging her head. "I’m here. I’m not leaving."

The girls smiled at the both of you, you pulled apart and Jordan sat back down as you went to get food. "You guys aren’t fucking on my bed." Lucy said. "Same goes to you and Keira." Jordan answered. Lucy shut up real quick after that.

The team had a movie night in the common room, the staff having set up couches, bean bags and egg chairs around the room. As always, you arrived late, causing Jordan to be late as she waited for you in your room. At least that’s what you told everybody. It was more like you were making out and lost track of time. You and Jordan ran down the halls, hand in hand, giggling like teenagers.

You found your way to the common room where a movie was being picked, and where almost all the spots were taken. "Share an egg chair with me then?" Jordan asked you, pointing to the only free spot in the whole room.

"Wouldn’t want to sit anywhere else" she winked. She sat down on the chair first and you sat down after, cuddled up in her lap. You rested your head on her shoulder as her hands wrapped around your waist and held you close, her hand slipping under your shirt and tracing patterns on your stomach.

"Im so proud of you. No ones worked harder than you, Jords." You whispered to her as all the girls focused on the classic Harry Potter movie playing. "Thank you. I couldn’t have done it without you," she said, playing with your hair now. "What do you mean?" you asked, moving your head to look at her. "You’re my drive. You’re what keeps me going," she answered.

#woso fic #woso imagine #woso x reader #woso #arsenal fcw #aston villa #jordan nobbs #leah williamson #lucy bronze #keira walsh #engwnt #lionesses

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“Y/n...”

A/n: bro I started crying so badly, sorry for this.

Pairing; Al-haitham x Fem!Reader.

Plot; everyone thinks the traveler is always strong, boy are they wrong.

Warning⚠️; pure sadness, fluff at the end!

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Alhaitham was sitting at his desk as his eyes followed her, does she even know what she does to him? Al-haitham hasn’t known her for a long time but they’ve worked on a mission together because she is the traveler after all. Something about her seemed… right.

Haitham has never felt this way before, the way his cheeks slightly burn as she smiles at him or when he doesn’t get annoyed or upset with her when she asks him something.

Is this what everyone is always talking about? Is this what love is? He started to question himself. Everything about her just seemed, good, perfect even.

“Hey there.” She spoke as she walked into his office, “Is everything okay? You seem somewhere else with your mind.” She asked genuinely, her footsteps echoed a bit through the room as she took a seat in front of him.

She placed her soft looking hands onto her lap and continued to look at the man. He quickly snapped out of his gaze and looked up at her, her beautiful eyes already staring in his. “Yes, I’m fine.” He mumbled before gazing back at his work in front of him.

She seemed to struggle it off and just let him work for a bit, she grabbed one of the books that were on his desk and flipped through it.

Alhaitham looked up at the book, “The fall of Khaenri'ah” Alhaitham knew she wasn’t from this world, She told him briefly about her brother when she was with him on the mission but didn’t tell much. Paimon on the other hand? She unloaded info Al-haitham couldn’t be more interested in her story then he already was.

“You’re studying it because of my brother, no?” Her voice rang through his ears. He suddenly felt a pinch of embarrassment, “You don’t have to lie, I know Paimon told you most of the story.” She said closing the book, she avoided his eyes as she felt tears building up in her eyes.

Her chest felt like it was getting tight, “Do you ever feel so lonely, but have a lot of people around you?” She asked fighting back the tears, she knew that if she looked in his eyes she would break down.

Alhaitham was stunned, he has only seen her at her best, never sad, never discouraged. But this? This he has never seen before. Not from her. Everyone thinks “The almighty traveler” can resist any obstacle.

Al-haitham felt as if it were better to not answer that question, because in fact, he doesn’t care about anyone opinion.

Except for hers, she’s all he thinks about. After Paimon told him about her brother being the abyss prince he couldn’t help but wanting to learn more about their story.

“Who am I even kidding, I’m so fucking sick and tired of everyone using me for their own fucking problems, I do fucking everything for them! What do they do? They fuck me over. You know what they did to help me find my brother? put small flyers around the city thinking that’s going to help. Well, reality check, im this close to just giving up,” at this point she was balling her eyes out, she gestured with her fingers how close she was to just leaving it all behind and it shot worry through alhaitham.

Haitham quickly shoved his chair back and walked over to her, quickly dropping to his knees as he takes her hands into his.

His hands were enveloping hers making her feel warm inside but she didn’t notice it. The sorrow she was feeling was overpowering everything that went well.

“I’ve met the archons.” She sobbed, “they all promised me that they would help me, they all screwed me over, Haitham.” She whimpered. “Nahida’s the only one who would help me.” He didn’t know what to say. He felt his chest tighten really badly as he stared at the clearly done girl.

“Y/n…” he whispered, she started crying really badly as he just wrapped his arms around her waist pulling her into his chest, he decided that saying nothing was probably better and softly ran his hand over his back sending goosebumps over her body.

She continued to sob for a while longer but alhaitham didn’t care, nothing was more important than she was. Work? What’s that? Time? Never heard of that one before. Y/n? The one.

After a while she seemed to have calmed down in his arms, the sobs had stopped and his whole shirt was wet but he didn’t care. The girl in his arms were more important. He carefully gazed down at the girl and saw she was asleep, he couldn’t help but smile a little as he carefully stood up.

He picked her up bride style and walked over to the couch, he gently laid her down and put a soft blanket over her. After a few seconds of observing her features he gently placed a hand on to her cheek and glazed over it.

She snuggled into his hand, alhaitham couldn’t help but move closer to the girl and gently pressed his lips to her forehead for a gently peck.

“I don’t care what’s to come, I’ll always be by your side, Y/n. Never will you feel alone again. I’ll always protect you. I love you.” He whispered but he knew she couldn’t hear him.

Or could she?

#cute imagines #x reader #al haitam x reader #alhaitham x reader #alhaitham #imagines #fanfic #genshin fluff #genshin al haitham #genshin haitham #genshin impact #genshin x reader #genshin fanfic #genshin x you

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