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#just found out she made it herself okay thats quite cute
luvyunjinxo · 8 months
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hii could u write for softdom!gp!sakura? thanks 😋
softdom!g1p!sakura x sub!femreader 🥰
switching it up cuz I've been getting so much yunjin fics so thank you anon 🥰 . (long fic btw if you don't mind anon<3 .)
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Sakura Miyawaki. She was the most gentlest girl in the school. She wasn't popular but she was well known you know? She was known for her kindest and always being so humble. There was only a few exchanges of "Hi!" or "You're so pretty 🥰" on each others instagram but nothing more.
"Class we have a quiz today. Don't talk to anybody and look at your own paper."
Ugh. You knew you were bad at math. Honestly you didn't even care if you and Sakura weren't close you just needed pure help. You tapped her hand lightly, which for her was the hand she was writing with. She ignored you at first because she was too focused but you tapped her again.
"Yes Y/n-ssi?"
"I'm stuck and I need help, you think you could help me?"
"We're not allowed to talk Y/n." Sakura whispered.
"Miyawaki, Y/L/N. Detention after school I told you I don't condone talking in my class."
Sakura frowned at you. You lowkey felt so bad now. But maybe this was your chance you get closer to her. Honestly being close to Sakura Miyawaki was a dream come true for everyone.
You both showed up to detention after school and started sweeping the floors together. You guys actually got close over time and so you invited her over to teach you a little bit more math. So detention was over and you both made your way to your house.
"You want a glass of water?" You spoke making your way to Sakura. She nodded her head with a small smile. Her smile was lovely. But.. you went to go change out of your school uniform first.
You changed into a cute top (imagine any) and a black skirt. You looked hot as fuck and you knew it. But later then you walked into the room with the glass of water and Sakura's jaw dropped.
"Y/n thats really you? Damn you're stunning." You just giggled it off like nothing but instead she actually had a huge boner for you. You honestly didn't know but just continued off with your math tutoring/hangout session. When you sat down beside her though .. that's when you started to realize her bulge.
HAHAHA. You decided to toy with her because you knew she was so soft like that. Well, not quite yet. You decided to go along with the tutoring session giving her smirks every now and then but now you finally found the chance to tease her.
"Well this has been fun Sakura-ssi ! I think I'm gonna go take a nap now" You said while patting her thighs and then starting to pat up a little more to her bulge. She flinched and it was the cutest reaction ever.
"A-ah okay Y/n." You could tell she was disappointed because she wanted to probably hang out with you longer. She picked up her bag and packed all her stuff and was this close to leaving and shutting the door. You obviously was just watching her leave sitting on the couch.
"Okay you know what, let's just get this over with" Sakura sighed to herself as she walked back in the house and shuts the door leaving you "confused" even though you knew what was about to happen anyways.
She walks over to you, places down her stuff again, and unexpectedly, pulls down her oversized pants. "Okay this is gonna be hard to confess Y/n but .. y/nyoumademehaveabonerandineedsomehelpfixingit. " She blurted out while she sits on the couch again, and being in nothing but boxers.
"What made you feel like this hm?" You said as you made your way to the floor kneeling. "You." she whispered in such a tiny and weak voice you could barely hear her.
"Oh really?" You said while teasing her bulge. "Y-yes Y/n~"
You finally took down her boxers and decided to start sucking on her tip and she goes crazy over it. She starts becoming a whimpering mess gripping your hair and her thighs slowly closing around your head.
"W-wait Y/n b-bend over on the .. f-fuck .. couch f-for me" You complied and went on the couch and bent over next to her while she starts to touch your clothed crotch feeling how wet you are over thin clothing you have on.
"Y/n baby~ you're so wet for me aren't you?" She said as she kept toying with your clit making you needier for her. "D-does mommy want to d-do something about it?" You stammered out. Then in that moment she pulled down your skirt and slowly started to thrust into you.
"You're such a good girl baby. Taking it all in for me, you deserve a reward don't you?"
She started leaving marks all over your neck asking if she was doing okay and if she could continue but all you could make out was whimpers and moans which meant yes. Kissing almost every inch of your body you both were close.
"Y/n !~ " She screamed out while she came in you, and next you eventually came too. You both flopped down on the couch panting and breathing so hard you felt like you were gonna pass out from ecstasy.
"I think we should do that again some other time" She chuckled and you just nodded while you both started to cuddle.
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GUYS I THINK THIS IS MY BEST FIC YET WHAT DO YOU THINK ?
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daydream-cement · 1 year
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hello friend :) i have a cheeky little request for you thats basically based on ajax and enid on outreach day but make it larissa and simp reader
it’s essentially nevermorestudent!larissa x nevermorestudent!reader, in which its larissa’s and readers last outreach day before they graduate (i’m guessing they’re around 20/21), and r has a huge crush on larissa and has the incredible luck to outreach at the same place as her.
basically fluff of r pining over larissa and freaking out about being alone with her for this long for the first time, also r trying to flirt with her using pick-up lines and strategies she learnt from larissa’s roommate, morticia, who knows that she likes r, larissa’s better at keeping her crush under control though :)
Outreach Day
Student!Larissa Weems x Student!Reader
Authors Note: What a cute idea, anon!!! I loved this.
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“Now I’m only switching placements with you because I love Larissa so much.” Morticia handed over her outreach day form to you, her usual smirk gracing her lips, “We’ve been prepping you for this so please don’t screw it up.”
You weren’t super excited to see the creepy antique store as your placement for the day, but knowing you would spend it with Larissa made it all worth it. You had sought out Morticia’s help with wooing her roommate and she was more than willing to help you. She informed you on all of Larissa’s favorite things and different ways she enjoyed being flirted with.
When you entered the antique store, you immediately saw tall blonde observing some of the merchandise with a pained expression on her face. You could have sworn that her eyes lit up when she saw your face, “Hi, y/n!”
“Hi, Larissa!” You responded with just as much excitement, moving to her side so you could also see what she was staring at. It was a taxidermy squirrel laying on its back, eyes closed, and its hands gripping a bouquet of flowers. You couldn’t help but let out a laugh at how ridiculous the sight of a taxidermy squirrel funeral.
“Quite disgusting.” Larissa’s nose wrinkling with disgust.
You bumped your shoulder up against her arm, “Oh, come on, Larissa. It’s kinda cute in a disgustingly, morbid kind of way…”
Larissa let out a small chuckle, moving her gaze down to you instead of the rodent. You saw her scan your face. You wondered to yourself if she found you as attractive as you found her.
Your moment was interrupted by the antique store owner approaching you to give you your work for the day. Much to your delight, they assigned you to polish all of the antique silverware with Larissa.
You sat side by side with a tray of silverware between you. The silence was beginning to grow when you remembered the advice that Morticia had given you, “Larissa… You are really good at this. You attention to detail is incredible.”
Morticia’s first piece of advice was to compliment Larissa’s work ethic or personality in some capacity. She always likes reassurance, Morticia told you.
“Thank you, y/n. That was very sweet of you…” Larissa glanced over to you as she finished polishing a fork, placing it in the finished pile.
“Do you think you could show me how you do that?”
Morticia’s second piece of advice was to have Larissa help you with something. She loved teaching people to do things.
“Of course!” Larissa moved from her chair and came around to your side, crouching next to you. She placed a hand on your thigh as she steadied herself, you stared at her hand and swallowed hard. Her spare hand pointed to different parts if your spoon as she talked about the best ways to polish it, “See there? That part you apply the polish to any thing after that is just a little bit of elbow grease.”
“Okay… That makes sense. Thank you.” You turn and smile at Larissa. Her face was a bit below yours. God, you wished you could kiss her. You knew that you needed to make a move sometime this semester, after all, you were about to graduate.
“Of course…” Larissa stared at you a moment longer and then moved back to her chair to finish polishing the silverware.
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Larissa was giddy when the antique store owner released you early. So much so, she grasped your arm as she rocked up and down.
“Want to go get a coffee with me?” You asked, grasping at her hand.
Morticia’s third piece of advice, initiate physical contact and just ask her on a date.
Larissa seemed momentarily surprised by your offer, but accepted with one of her glowing smiles, “I would love that.”
Together you walked to the coffeeshop, her hand gently grazing yours multiple times as you walk side-by-side. Of course, coffee with her was wonderful. You sat and talked about your favorite books and movies. You gossiped and shared stories. You could have spent the rest of your life in that booth with Larissa.
When there was 10 minutes until you had to meet back at the town square, you decided it was time to leave. You hold open the door for her, ready to employ your fifth piece of advice from Morticia, “Larissa… You are so beautiful. I would love to do this again sometime.”
Larissa paused in the doorway and she looked down at you. She seemed thoughtfully confused with your statement, almost like she hadn’t had someone tell her this before.
“Y/n…. I would love that. I’ve enjoyed spending the day with you.” Larissa smiled as she continued walking, looping an arm through yours as you began walking together. You couldn’t stop smiling as you both walked arm-in-arm. Larissa noticed your adorable smile and pressed a kiss to your cheek.
Finally, Morticia’s final piece of advice: get the girl.
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authoralexharvey · 1 year
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(Character number 2. :) I hope you're loving my disaster space found family.)
*The ten year old sits down with her feet dangling off the floor, kicking them idly* Hi. I'm Terra. I don't have a last name. I can't remember it. Sorry. We just use Yune's 'cause he's our guardian and it's easier. Nice to meet you. I like your place. It looks like it came out of a fairytale. I told Will I'd go first, 'cause he's being a big baby. He's my twin. Can you really tell the future with cards? That's so cool! Can you answer questions with an UNO deck? We have one. That would be so neat to learn.
My question? Um... I don't think I'm allowed to ask this, 'cause no one's supposed to know, but... Can you keep a secret? Ok. ... Me and Will are part of the One Thousand. Everyone knows we're supposed to save the galaxy - all of us - but how do we do that? We're all just kids. How can we possibly save anything let alone a whole galaxy? No one knows what we're supposed to do, we're just supposed...to do it. And...and because Me and Will were...changed... we're not Terran anymore - we don't know what we are, we were told they gave us a tool to save the galaxy, but since we're not terran, are...are we even still part of the One Thousand anymore?
I'm sorry if that's hard to answer. Maybe I should have asked if I'll ever meet Tylan Denly. He's that really cute boy on "Laki Rift." Boys are gross, but he's not. He has really pretty lavender eyes and fluffy hair.
Are those all your cards? ooooo pretty. I really like this one. Ethereal Visions. It's got a lot of purple and pink, and I like the artwork.
Hello again! I'm having fun with the personality you inject into each of them ^^
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Alex's 300 Follower Tarot Extravaganza
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In all her time since starting classes at this college, she has seen a lot... but not a ten-year old. She has half a mind to worried how the child in front of her and how she got on the mesa to begin with. Of course, that's not something she can directly ask her. And, somehow, she thinks this ten-year old in particular can handle herself better than the other children she's seen. Maybe.
"Hello there," she says, taking her deck box in hand. "These are some of my cards. I have a lot of them, can you believe it?" Then, after a moment of feigned deep thought, she says, "How about this. Don't tell anyone else I did this--they might get mad and think it's unfair--but just for you, I'll answer both questions, okay?"
She thinks again of Ines as she shuffles. She can't help it. First the angst-riddled teen and now a child even younger? It makes her heart hurt for her brother. Wherever he's found himself, she offers him a quick prayer before returning her attention to the girl before her.
"I don't know what an UNO deck is, I'm afraid. Is it like playing cards? People can tell fortunes with playing cards just fine. Other people, I mean. It's not my specialty. Really, you can use a LOT of things to tell the future. Try it sometime. Take... say, a necklace, or a shoe string with something tied to it. Have it swing one way for yes and another way for no. You can go a long way on that alone.
"Oh dear, I'm rambling, aren't I? No matter."
She shuffles now in earnest, focusing on Terra's question. After a minute, she cuts the deck and draws a card.
"Remember," she says as she starts to flip the card over. "This is the super secret answer. Don't tell anyone I answered an extra question for you, okay?
With that, she studies the card she's drawn.
"I think," she says, revealing the card to Terra at last, "your personal makeup doesn't matter when it comes to the fate of the world. See this card, yes? There's ten pentacles--thats the ten disks with stars in them at the top--and two people with a dog. They look quite happy, don't they? They've made quite a life for themselves. And I think that's the same case here. I think who you are, or who you were, doesn't matter when faced with the bigger picture. So, whatever the 'one thousand' is, I take this as a sign you're still a part of it, and that you all are still capable of amazing things."
After a breath, Nadia returns the card to her deck. "Sad to say, I have no idea what it is you will accomplish or how. That is not something the gods have deigned necessary to show me. You'll figure it out, though.
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"If anyone asks, however, I didn't tell you any of that. The first card was between you and me." She waits for Terra to nod vigorously before offering a wink.
"Remember. Don't tell anyone."
With this, she begins to shuffle anew. The next card comes when she splits the deck and draws a card. After a moment to think, she sets the card down between them. A figure sits on a Throne, holding a sword aloft and a pair of scales.
"Interesting." She leans forward, sliding the card closer to Terra. "Interesting indeed.
"What's it mean? Good question. To tell you the truth, I'm not fully certain, but I think it suggests you will see Tylan during a very important moment. Perhaps he is related to your first question. Perhaps not. Perhaps he will be important in a different way. Regardless, I do think you will see him at some point."
She picks the card up and examines it some more. "Honestly, though, boys are gross and I think that even now. He may be cute now, but I don't think you will still think so when you two meet. Or maybe you will."
With this, she puts the card back within the deck and tucks everything away. "Well. That's everything, I think."
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luststricken · 3 years
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esme’s necklace really is something😅
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samnyangie · 3 years
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Hehehehe I was bit hesitant to post this but it’s too gold not to share it! Plus, it’s a great contrast to this interview as he was being mature discussing acting in depth and overall, just serious(but cute haha). This one is light hearted (also bit cringey) as it talks about his past crush, Love letter, ‘snogging’ aka kissing(!!!!) and Romeo and Juliet, it’s more gossipy in a way? But I wholeheartedly love this interview, he’s so adorable.
So, I hope you also like this as well:D
*warning: there’s a slight mention about suicide and shooting!
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"Robert Sean leonard's Lip Service..." (My Guy & Girl Interview Feb 1991)
Robert Sean Leonard's Lip Service...
What a kiss-and-tell merchant this boy is!
Robert couldn't wait to talk about snogging...wet ones, ones that make you want to puke! Eee...yuk!
But first we wanted to find out what he'd been up to since Dead Poet's Society and what his new film Mr and Mrs Bridge is about.
So Robert, what have been doing since Dead Poets Society?
"Oh, I filmed that a little over two years ago now. At the moment I'm in the stage production of Romeo and Juliet with the Riverside Shakespeare Company in Manhatten. I've also just made a movie called Married To It. I hope the title will change 'cause I don't like it very much. It's about three couples and I play the husband who's married to Mary Stuart Masterson. Cybil Shepherd is in it too.
"For a While after Dead Poets I went back to college. I took a year off and did some theatre. I also wanted to wait for a good film. A lot of the films that came my way were just typical teenage American junkie films. I waited and waited for something special until Mr & Mrs Bridge came along. I was so thrilled to get it."
What is it about then?
"It's about a family at a time before the war when four individuals spoke up, rebelled. It's sort of the last family unit in America where father knows best. The children don't have any rights-because they're the children.'
I play the strong silent type, who rebels when his father won't let him join the army. Paul Newman plays the father, and he's just such a brilliant actor. To me Mr and Mrs Bridge is about the importance of communication.
Going back to Dead Poets, is it true you got the part because you were unknown?
"Yes. The director, Peter Weir, had the talent and the guts to tell Touchstone pictures that he didn't want any famous actors. I was 19 when I got the part of Neil Perry, but i'd been working on stage in New York for five years before that-I started young.
"I still remember the weekend when we filmed the shoot-it was really depressing, just like the whole film. I'm just glad I didn't have to shoot myself on screen-all that mess!"
Was your school much like Dead Poets? All those stuffy traditions and horrible uniforms?
"My school was very, very, very different. I went to an ordinary public high school. It was much less restrictive. And we didn't have to wear uniforms. At my school there were the metalheads, leatherheads, deadheads and band fags -and I was a leatherhead, wore all the biker gear!"
So you were a rebel just like Neil then?
"Ha ha ha! Well I wasn't exactly a goody goody, thats for sure! I suppose I was a bit of both really. I was so focused on acting I didn't become too rebellious as a teenager. Besides I got to rant and rave on stage every night.
"But I was never at school that much anyway. I had to leave lunchtimes to go to the theatre. Strangely I didn't have many good friends like "The Society" But I did get along with everyone. There were a lot of similarities between Neil and myself, though. His passion for acting and learning. But unlike his parents, mine were, and are, incredibly supportive. The Dead Poets Society still get together you know. Most of the guys from the film live in New York and I've kept in touch with them all. There was a real camaraderie between us on the set that's carried over.
What subject did you hate the most at school?
"Well I loved things like history but my worst subject was gym. I always 'forgot' my trainers. I mean I like sports, but it's just that i'm such a miserable failure at them.
Did you get lots of Valentine cards when you were younger?
"I got a lot of cards at school, but not since. Actually I got a Valentine card last year from a fan, a girl in London would you believe. I don't know if I'll get any cards this year, but it would be nice. Am I sending any this year? Ahh Now that would be telling....!"
Have you ever sent love letters?
"I've never sent a love letter to someone I didn't know. I sent a secret one at school. There was a girl in High School that I had a heavy crush on, for four years! But I never had the guts to ask her out. I wrote her a card and I actually quoted a Blues Bothers song. 'I have everything I need, almost, but I don't have you. And that's the thing I need the most'. But I didn't sign it. She may have thought someone else sent it.
So, who was this lucky girlie, then?
"Her name was Joanna, she was my first big crush. From 13 to 17! She never ever knew 'cause I was really shy...I still am! Her last name was Lenz, so her locker was right next to mine, Leonard. So I got to see her every morning when we got our books. I did talk to her, and tried to make her laugh. Her house was pretty near mine too. I had a few pretty late nights where I'd go and sit on her lawn. She didn't know, but i'd just sit on the grass and think. I suppose that's just a normal thing about growing up."
Have you met her since you've become a famous filmstar?
"Well she moved to Florida when I was 17. It was the last I heard of her. Maybe I'll see her at our class reuinion. In America you always have a five-year reunion when you're 22 and you go back to school. I don't know if I'll still fancy her though..."
What first attracts you to someone?
"When I was 13 it was simply the way a girl looked and talked, and moved. Those things are still important now. But also someone who can make me laugh and talk about the same things and who has the same dreams"
What is your favourite romantic movie?
"It has to be 'Singin' In The Rain' I just loved the dancing and the scene where Gene Kelly sings to Debbie Reynolds in the studio. I'd love to do something like that, but I don't think I'd have the talent for it.
Have you, erm, heard of the word 'snogging'?
"Ha ha ha! That's a really English word. If you had asked me before I'd done Romeo and Juliet, I wouldn't have had a clue! But our stage director is English.
There's this one scene in Romeo and Juliet, the kiss goodbye, and he used to snap his fingers and shout "Come on, come on you two, we don't want this to be a snogging session"."
Do you remember your first snog?
"My first proper girlfriend used to play the piano and I played the guitar...we used to play music together (we'll bet!). That was when I had my first real kiss. I was terrified! She blew me away. There was a lot of fumbling, not knowing what to do. I remember kissing, then feeling nauseous (ie. wanting to puke). I just wanted to go home. I didn't feel pressurised into doing it, or anything. I just felt strange 'cause it was something new. In some ways I wasn't quite ready for it. Like it was something you're expected to do. But it's kinda hard to tell a girl you feel nauseous and you want to go home!!"
What's your biggest snogging turn-off?
"Gosh! Well it really turns me off when girls kiss wildly, when they try to swallow you. Or when their mouths are wet. I prefer it when it's relaxed and tender."
Have you had any other dating disasters?
"Not lately. I'm much to busy for girlfriends just now. But there was something in Romeo and Juliet, though. On the opening night I was in the tomb and I had to kill Paris then go and talk to Jiliet. I realised my dagger was missing, and she needs it to kill herself. So I just had to stop the show. I just looked at the audience and said 'Er, excuse me, but I've just lost the dagger! We'll have to stop until I find it'.
So I looked and looked until I found it...underneath Paris actually, who was lying dead in the corner. So I put it back in my sheath and said 'Okay, move on!"
Are you a good Romeo?
"Yes, indeed. Luckily I didn't have to climb up the wall to the balcony or anything.
Shakespeare really made an error at that point. If Romeo and Juliet touched or kissed in the balcony scene I think Shakespeare would surely have written about it. Whereas there's no indication where they touch at all. Did I have to wear tights? Oh, yes, I had to wear them all right. I've worn them before too. You get used to it. You forget you're wearing them after a while." Could be dangerous that...
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2jaeh · 3 years
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TEACH ME I  TEN LEE
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Genre: smut, mature themes
Warnings: corruption!kink
Stripper!Ten , Innocent!Reader
Word Count: 2,2k
Author SIN
What happens when the best dancer at your club offers you an offer of a lifetime, a lap dance, private and free off charge..
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“Table number 4” you heard the bartender call while your eyes were fixated on the crew setting up the stage in front of you. “Oh, yeah” you received the tray of drinks from him and sauntered over to a table in the far left corner.
You cleared your throat as you noticed the person who you were serving was your boss Miya, the owner of the club and a handsome young man dressed in a red leather suit. “Oh Ten! You dont know y/n right ? she's new here” Miya pulled out a chair for you to take a seat.
“H-hi” you nodded nervously as the red suited man's lips turned into a cat-like grin.
“This is Ten Lee” Miya introduced, “He used to work here a few years ago until he became famous” You watched as the man became bashful and shook his head, “I'm not famous, I'm just getting started.”
“Y-you were a waiter or-” your words were cut off by Ten’s laughter as he marvelled at your innocence. What was a girl like you doing in an all-male strip club ?
“Ten was our highest priced dancer, usually booked for the expensive bachelorette parties” Your boss explained as you mentally dissed yourself for even thinking he could've been a waiter.
You were extremely new to this world after all. One of your uni friends had you cover for her at this club not too long ago and the boss took a liking to you. She admired your patience with the drunk women who cried in the bathroom stalls and how you always worked hard even if the club barely had customers.
“Hey, I'll be with you in a bit Ten, I need to meet with the bridal party.” Your boss excused herself and jogged over to her office.
You sat in silence, your head down as you watched your fingers twirl in your lap. You knew he was staring at you. Ten scooted in the chair next to you and you heard him sip on his drink and exhale deeply,
“Ever had a lap dance y/n ?”
Ten sucked in his bottom lip and you felt your heartbeat race as he placed his arm on your chair, his eyes narrowed and his smile turned into a smirk,
“Babygirl you're so cute, do I intimidate you ?”
“I'm just a little awkward I guess” you tried to ignore the little pet name he had given you but it sent chills down your spine. Ten’s demeanor changed and his eyes seemed softer, he swiveled his body to face you and his bright smile shone in the dim lighting.
“I'm here for a special request, there's a rich bride who hired me and I'm going to be performing for her” Ten explained, you could see the excitement in his eyes like a kid in a candy store, “I want you to watch my performance”
“-but I’ll be working tonight-”
“No no, I’ll tell Miya to give you a chance to be part of the audience” Ten waved his hand and chugged his drink, “It’s not everyday I get a first time viewer, especially one thats as innocent as you”
“I have watched the shows before…” you swallowed as you noticed his eyes had darkened again.
“Yeah but you haven't watched me, now have you ?” Ten wet his bottom lip with his tongue and reached for your hand, “I’ll tell you what, if you enjoy it I’ll give you a private dance free of charge”
Your eyes widened at his offer. What does a star performer like him want to do with someone like you ?
“W-why ?” you managed to say,
“I dont know y/n you're just so goddamn cute it drives me crazy.”
The club lights finally turned on and it glimmered shades of pink and purple as the bridal party made themselves comfortable up front, already on their third round of drinks. You were amazed that women indulged in things like this much like men, but this atmosphere was better, more wholesome. It was one of the reasons you decided to take the job. You were quite awkward being open sexually, and everyday you learnt from the women who came in that it was nothing to be ashamed of.
“Okay ladies, now you know you're in for a treat” Miya said into a microphone as she walked onto the stage. The women went crazy, already pulling out stacks of cash from their designer bags and gathered around the stage in anticipation.
The lights dimmed and you nervously took a seat just behind the bridal party as requested by Ten and pursed your lips, not knowing what to expect.
A sultry beat filled the room, you could feel the bass under your feet as the women screamed their heads off when a few regular strippers gathered on stage in police uniforms. The men danced around, discarding various pieces of clothing but this was all too familiar to you. Nothing really stood out from other shows that you had seen until Ten appeared.
Ten emerged from the smoke, dressed in black leather pants and a matching jacket that showed off his bare chest adorned with a harness. He pushed back his hair as he slowly walked down the runway, the screams from the women obviously not being new to him. Ten got down to his knees as he looked over the bride-to-be, his eyes were mischievous as he slowly rid himself of his jacket and threw it into her lap. You watched intently as he ran his hand down his body, pushing his head back as if he were in ecstasy by his own touch.
You were hypnotized, watching his every move as he swayed his body along with the music and touched himself in the process. It felt so dirty to watch but you couldn't help yourself, you were intrigued, you wanted more. Ten wasn't as naked as the rest of the men yet you could tell that all eyes were on him and him only. He climbed up the pole, moving his hips against it, making love to it in front of everyone. You unconsciously squeezed your thighs together as you noticed his eyes on you for a brief second as his feet reached the floor and began grinding on the pole.
You felt light headed to the point of rushing to the bar and grabbing a glass of water, not realizing that the show had now come to an end and Ten was nowhere to be seen.
“He’s good huh” The bartender chuckled as you cooled yourself down,
“Oh yeah he’s really good” you sighed and you heard a snicker come from behind you.
“Well thank you” Ten grabbed a glass of water from the bartender and leaned on the counter to face you, “ready for that lap dance ?”
You found yourself nodding and Ten smirked, holding out his hand “Shall we ?” You took his hand and he led you upstairs where the private rooms were located. You never had a chance to check them out since they were rarely booked out because they were so ridiculously priced.
“Baby can I ask you one more question ?” Ten purred as he set you on the fluffy pink couch and stroked your cheek as you looked up to him and nodded,
“Y-yeah sure”
“Are you a virgin ?”
You shook your head and Ten raised his eyebrow, “Oh baby is a little naughty then ?”
You felt your face burn up and shook your head, “It was only with my ex-boyfriend and we didn't do…..much”
Ten placed a kiss on your hands and made his way to the cd player, ready to pick out a song. You sat awkwardly as he removed his jacket, standing in the middle of the room with just his leather pants and harness.
“Dont worry, I’ll only fuck you if you ask me nicely” he smirked, you swallowed hard as he swayed his hips and made his way over to you. Ten smirked as you sunk into the couch, your eyes practically devouring him as he danced slowly and sultry, concentrating on his hip movements as you bit down on your lip.
Ten got down on his knees and his hooded eyes locked with yours as he continued to sway to the music and his hands danced lightly over your thighs sending you into a frenzy. He pushed your legs apart and used his hands to lift himself off the floor until he was hovering over you, his eyes scanning every part of your body.
You leaned back so he could straddle you, allowing him to grind his body against you until you felt every part of him. “You can touch me if you want y/n” he whispered into your ear and you already found your hands on his waist, enamoured by how perfect his body was.
Ten wrapped his hand lightly around your throat and looked at your lips, waiting for a confirmation from you. Already nodding, Ten pressed his lips against yours passionately, literally and figuratively taking your breath away.
“Ten-I want you to…” you tried to speak against his rough kisses.
“Want me to what baby, use your words” he growled against your ear,
“What you said earlier….I want you to-”
“I said use your words tell me what you want me to do or else you won't get it babygirl” Ten squeezed your throat a little harder, smirking when he heard your pretty moan for the first time.
“I want you...to fuck...me” you finally said softly, Ten groaned at the sweetness in your voice. It sounded so innocent yet so vile at the same time and he couldn't contain himself any longer.
Ten ripped open your white dress shirt and skillfully pulled off your trousers, leaving you on the couch in just your matching lilac underwear. His smirk grew as you slowly reached for his pants, helping him unbuckle it.
He discarded his pants and propped your legs up on the couch as you sat there, spread open for him, wanting him. Ten got to his knees and took the sight in, the way he looked at you was absolutely filthy. He cocked his head to the side and took a seat on the floor, resting his hands behind him as he stared at you,
“Take off your underwear and touch yourself”
You swallowed hard at his words, you had never done something like this before and just him watching you like this made you slightly nervous. You played with the hem of your underwear and you noticed how intently he watched you, eager eyes and wet lips waited for you.
You gathered up the courage and slipped them off, bringing your fingers between your legs and hesitantly began to please yourself.
“You don't like to be touched, or do you want me to do it ?” Ten’s dark eyes bore into yours, “do you want me to teach you how to do it?”
Without giving him an answer Ten got in between your legs and his hands ghosted over your inner thighs, sending a shiver down your spine. He watched your eyes close as his fingers inched closer to your heat, dancing around but not close enough to where you needed him to be.
“Please” you whimpered as he teased you, placing soft kisses on your thighs as his finger finally entered you and your beautiful moan echoed throughout the room. Ten slowly withdrew his finger and inserted it at an agonizing pace, adding another when he felt you shift in your spot in frustration.
“Someones in a rush” he cooed as he slowly fingered you, bringing you to your breaking point multiple times. Ten finally decided to quit his games and pushed his fingers into your mouth as he used his free hand to discard his boxers.
Once you licked him clean Ten positioned himself in front of you with his tip at your entrance. “If it's too much tell me to stop okay, I can be a bit….rough” he ran his fingers through his hair and winked at you.
He pushed himself into you with one thrust and you threw your head back practically screaming his name. Unlike his fingers he wasted no time in bringing you to your climax with his fast sharp movements, hitting that sweet spot every single time.
You felt your orgasm build up rapidly and you threw your hands around his neck as he only moved faster, the room filled with your whimpers and his soft grunts. Ten dug his nails into your waist as he came undone with you, it had been a while that he actually felt that type of euphoria, and all he wanted was more, more of you.
“There's a lot I need to teach you y/n” Ten sighed as he took a seat on the couch and pulled you onto his lap, “Do you want to learn from me?”
You nodded already feeling yourself wanting him inside you again,
“Good girl.”
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quietmyfearswith · 3 years
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sparse sleep ; syverson x fem!reader
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status — completed oneshot
word count —1,972 words
summary — in which syverson has trouble sleeping.
warnings —swear words, fluff?? mentions ptsd and war things, angst?? insomia, implied smut, sleeping (literal sleeping) with strangers (thats dangerous please dont do that)
pairing — syverson x fem!reader
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“Shit! I’m so sorry,” Sy apologized as he accidentally spilled his drink on a woman who was sitting by the bar; his eyes lifted from the stain his drink made on her velvet dress to her eyes. Wow she looks beautiful, he thought as his mouth hung agape and he struggled to formulate words. “It’s alright,” She reassured him and chuckled at his panic, “I trust it was just an accident?”
It took him a few seconds before foolishly nodding his head, “It was, I’m sorry,” He pointed to the gathering crowd behind him that were rushing to get out to the balcony, “I was being pushed around by all these people.” It was a mere ten minutes before the new year approached them.
“Ah, well I don’t know about them but I’m not too keen on the fireworks,” She stated as she paid her bill. This lured Sy in as he hasn’t met a lot of people who disliked fireworks like he did, “You don’t like fireworks too? How come?”
She shook her head as she stood up from the chair, “Well just one of the reasons is that it bothers a lot of dogs.”
“My dog hates the fireworks too!” He said, too excited and he had to clear his throat as he began to walk along with her, “‘Tis the reason why I chose a hotel room with soundproof walls, or so they say.” Waiting for the elevator, she cooed at the mention of his furry companion; she was too excited that she couldn't help herself from asking, “Do you mind if I see your dog? Only if it’s alright, of course.”
The elevator let out a soft chime, Sy gestured for her to step in first and she did, “Sure!” He entered his own floor number and smirked smugly at her, “You sure this isn’t some devious plan of yours to lure me in and seduce me?”
She could feel her heart beat increase as she shook her head and slapped a hand to his pec, “No! Excuse you I just happen to love dogs so much, okay?” The former captain could feel the nervousness start to sink in as the elevator didn’t play out instrumental music; shifting his weight between his feet, he took a good look at her face as she was looking on her phone with a slight frown.
“What got you pouting over there like a heartbroken child?”
His Texan accent was thick when he said that sentence that it had her laughing softly as she chucked her phone into the back pocket of her denim jeans, “Where’s that accent from?”
“Texas; you from there?” She shook her head as she told him where she was originally from. The soft elevator chime informed them they were on the Captain’s floor. Taking charge, Sy exited first and his one hand pressed against the elevator doors, giving Y/N enough time to step out of the cold box. “Are all Texans a gentleman like you? Or is it just you?”
A deep chuckle erupted from his chest as he reached for his hotel key card in his back pocket once they were in front of his hotel room door, “Some are as dastardly as they come, while some clean up their act only to impress the ones they’re courting.”
As he opened the door, he gestured for her to enter first and she did with a smile; upon closing the door behind him, they both could hear Aika’s excited  barks coming from the bathroom. “You might want to sit first on the bed, I’m gonna get her out.”
“Taking me to bed already? Naughty Texan you are,” Her flirty remark had the both of them laughing, but she happily skipped and sat on the bed as she patiently waited for the dog.
“And this is Aika,” Sy announced as the German Shepherd patiently and in a disciplined manner walked beside him; it was impressive to Y/N how the cute pooch was, despite her excitement — which was visible with her wagging her tail vigorously — she was still staying beside him before being given permission to approach her.
“You can go ahead and pet her,” Sy nodded as he sat on the floor beside Aika. With that signal, she knelt down and proceeded to scratch the space between her ears as she greeted, “Hi Aika, how are you?”
Sy looked with adoration as the girl giggled out loud when her face was being smothered and licked by Aika’s tongue, “Alright easy now, girl,” He tried pushing Aika to him; but to no avail the female dog seemed to have preferred his new found friend more as she plopped herself onto her lap and nuzzled to her.
“It seems like she might have chosen over you,” She observed as she stroked her fur with a smile; “I can’t blame her for doing so; I would have chosen you too, you know?”
His remark had her eyes widening and shock and she could feel the heat rushing up to her cheeks, “I don’t think I’m strong enough to carry you on my lap, Sy.” It was the first time he heard say her name and he felt this tremble inside him — due to all his years in the military, he mistook the feeling for something of fear while he was out in the battlefield — but really it was just butterflies floating around in his stomach.
“Well doesn’t have to be sitting on your lap, you could sit on mine you know?” He threw in a wink to mask his nervousness. Biting her lip, she gently jostled Aika off her lap and moved to sit beside him, until the outside of both their thighs were grazing against each other, “Let’s start off like this first and see where we go from here, yeah?”
“I’m fine with that,” He grinned at her, he checked on his wrist watch and noticed how they were a minute away from welcoming the new year, “Last sixty seconds of this year and it’s giving me a gift as a way to end and start the new year’s.”
Loving the sound of that, she took a bold move to sit on his lap, he tilted his head up to look at her as she was caressing his bearded cheek, “How ‘bout we welcome the new year with a kiss then?”
Instead of verbally responding, he took charge and slanted his lips with hers; pleased with what he did both her hands ran across the short trims of his hair while his large, warm hands circled around her waist.
The loud countdown by the people counting down the last ten seconds could be heard, but both of them could only focus on the feel and taste of each other. As their lips danced together, they both could feel the rumbling sound of the fireworks, they felt a dog snuggle in between them.
Breaking away from the kiss they both turned their attention to the sweet furball; Sy cooed at her while he was rubbing her head lovingly, “It’s okay, girl. We’re here, we won’t let the fireworks harm you okay?”
It was abordable to see how snuggly the pooch was, they giggled among each other while they brushed her fur lovingly. Sy moved her body around so her back was to his chest, whereas AIka settled her head into her lap; it had only been less than a few hours before they had met each other, they both felt safe and at peace with each other.
“She’s so adorable, how long has she been with you?” She found it odd how the collar she had did not contain a name tag. “Been together for almost three years now, she’s an army dog.”
With that information, she turned to face him, “Are you a veteran?” He nodded with a tight-lipped smile. Her hands left Aika’s fur and turned fully to hug him, rubbing the wide expanse of his back, “Thank you for your service, Sy.”
Part of him found her reaction quite silly, but at the same time no one has expressed such sincere gratitude to him and the fact that it came from her warmed his heart even more. “Well I had to make the world safe for you now, don’t I, love?”
Removing his tight hug around him, she jokingly shoved his shoulders but smirked otherwise. “So what are your plans now that you and Aika,” She pet the dog once more to remind her that they were here for her, “Have retired from active duty?”
“Gonna be training newly recruited soldiers — gives great pay and benefits, so I thought why not?” She pouted and tilted her head as her fingers ran around the hair that was by the nape of his neck. “Maybe try to get some sleep for once.”
“You have trouble sleeping? Do you have nightmares?”
Sy nodded sadly as he bit his bottom lip, “Not really nightmares, moreso flashbacks of all the explosions and killings.” He took a deep breath before continuing his recount of his sleepless nights, “Part of the reason why I don’t like fireworks, really. They remind me of when I was back in Iraq.”
The feeling of the pad of her fingers felt great along his skin, prompting him to open up more and let down his walls. Disconnecting his gaze from Aika and onto her eyes allowed him to see orbs of hope and love. “I’m sorry to hear that, Sy. You’re so brave for having to get over the terrors that keep you up at night.”
“Maybe if I had someone to hold me, I wouldn’t have trouble sleeping.”
The captain was only joking, but she didn’t hesitate when offering, “Well I could hug you to sleep at night, test that strategy of yours?” He looked at her with bewilderment, “You’d sleep — not the euphemism — with a man you just met?”
Shrugging her shoulders, she pursed her lips, “I’ll take my chances with you, Sy. But I don’t think you’re the type to lure women and kill them in their sleep now, are you?”
He chuckled and pecked her lips softly, “Well damn am I glad that you’re taking your chance on this Texan captain. I can lend you some clothes so you can dress up?”
She nodded and stood up, offering her hands to him which he gratefully took as he stood up. Silently, he handed her clothes and guided her to the bathroom, allowing her to dress and freshen up first. Once she was done with her routine, she then exited the bathroom and told Sy it was now his turn to change. As the captain was changing into more comfortable clothes, Y/N had been petting Aika and humoring her.
“Are you ready to sleep now?” He smiled as he leaned against the wall as he was watching the lovely scene in front of him.
“I am, and I do hope you get to sleep well.”
There was the warm feeling in his chest and stomach again; instead of addressing it internally, he just picked Y/N up from the floor and laid them both down on the wide bed. “Show off,” She remarked as she cuddled up into him — her arms wrapping around his wide frame as her legs tangled with his.
“Happy new year, by the way,” She said after a few moments of silence after they were cuddling. Nodding to himself, Sy pressed a tender kiss on her shoulder before greeting her back, “Oh it will be, love.”
And that night did prove his theory right, that he does sleep better with someone holding him. But that wasn’t the only reason as to why he wanted to keep her in his life for a long time.
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alloravondoom · 3 years
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The Case for Guizhong’s Reincarnation
There’s been a theory floating around, especially on Twitter, that seems to have touched the subreddit but not actually been explained as far as I can tell so I’m going to make a mini dissertation fully explaining it since there seems to be enough evidence at this point that it totally might be real. Quick disclaimer: there’s 1.1 AND 1.2 spoilers in this post. The 1.2 spoilers are actually just Zhongli’s voice lines so nothing huge.
Ninggunag is Guizhong’s reincarnation. If you’re not very familiar with Guizhong and only kinda remember her from this quest someone was wonderful enough to compile info on her here. So, now that we’re all caught up I’m just going to dive straight into the insane amount of “coincidences” that tie Ninggunag to Guizhong.
1. Glaze Lilies: Glaze Lilies were in bloom when Zhongli first met Guizhong and during their final parting. On top of that Zhongli says true wild glaze lilies were found in Dihua Marsh and Guili Plains. The glaze lilies we see in Qingce Village and Liyue are “domesticated”. So there’s really no way around not associating Guizhong with glaze lilies. Ningguang is also associated with glaze lilies because they are her ascension materials as well as the fact that she goes on about how lovely and expensive they are in a voice line as well, in fact she’s the one who tells us in that same voice line that Yujing Terrace (in Liyue) are where they’re grown.
2. Memory of Dust: Another thing glaze lilies are used as an ascension material for is the Memory of Dust catalyst weapon. This weapon was a gift from Guizhong to Zhongli and is a puzzle he’s been unable to solve confirming the association to Guizhong again. Also Dust= Guizhong, goddess of dust. It’s also one of the very few catalyst weapons in the game that mesh perfectly with Ningguang’s talent kit. In fact its passive talent is completely worthless on anyone but Ningguang as she’s the only catalyst user who creates shields. The lines. I’ve connected them.
3. Ideologies: Guizhong has been characteristically kind and deeply understanding of humans and human motives. Her priorities where nurturing her people and bridging the gap in the strength of adepti and humans through wisdom and knowledge. She also gave commandments to her people. At first glance Ningguang seems to be none of these things but her character stories show that she actually goes down and plays with children and values their opinions on the happenings of Liyue so much that she uses them as her “intelligence network.” She also simply enjoys their company, showing that she is not the cold hearted businesswoman people make her out to be. Additionally Ningguang’s character story tells us that she’s always been kind and friendly to her common people and only treats business owners with her ruthless mentalities. Her love of rules is also not be noted. I’ll admit this one is shaky on it’s own but it’s there.
4. Engineering: Stone Tablet Compilations (I) confirms that Guizhong built Guizhong ballista to defend the people of Liyue and Cloud Retainer says herself that she helped.  Cloud Retainer also complains about a certain human who ALSO is a renowned engineer and has a floating abode. She whines and jealously builds her adepti’s abode just to show off how much better adepti ingenuity is, but in reality we’ve seen both and hands down Jade Chamber wins Ningguang 1 Cloud Retainer 0. What I’m getting at is both Guizhong and Ningguang have “adepti level” mechanical engineering prowess to the point that even Cloud Retainer even has to acknowledge them. It should also be noted that both the Guizhong Ballista originally made to protect Liyue and ultimately the Jade Palace were what killed Osial.
5. Mora Meat: Okay, I’m gonna look crazy. But you obtain the Mora Meat recipe during the Cloud retainer quest where you need to serve Matsutake Meat Rolls, Mora Meat, and Jewelry Soup to a table where Cloud Retainer, Morax, and Guizhong would sit and eat. We know the Jewelry Soup is for Cloud Retainer so the Mora Meat is either Guizhong or Morax’s plate BUT Ningguang’s specialty dish is Caelum Terra Mora Meat (meaning Heavenly/Heavenly Ground Mora Meat). Again. The lines. I’ve connected them.
6. Hair: This might be the most damning evidence and quite frankly when I noticed it in game it made me go from “yeah thats a cute theory” to losing my mind for a week and writing this long ass post. We all know one of the many big tip offs of Zhongli being Morax was his ombre hair. No other characters but the archons thus far have this ombre hair EXCEPT ONE. Yes, Ningguang has ombre hair, her hair is white then turns to this gray...ashy...some would say dusty....shade. I’ve checked this over three times. In game the only characters who have ombre hair are archons. In all promotional art this is the same. Even among the upcoming characters only Xiao and Xinyan have colored hair but with Xinyan it’s notably NOT ombre and instead these streaks in her hair that quite frankly looks like she tied red ribbon into her braid for color and dyed the tips orange for a fire aesthetic. It looks totally different from how adepti and archons have their hair BUT what do I know. Xiao...is an adepti. Of course he has ombre. 
6. Lore Implications: All of those things are nice and cool and all but the real reason I’m so obsessed with this theory is how well it ties into the Liyue plot. If Ningguang really is Guizhong’s reincarnation there is no shot in hell Zhongli has not noticed. In Zhongli’s leaked voice lines he refers to Ningguang in an incredibly fond and somber tone calling her a “rare gem”. He even very cryptically says “Time is cruel to humans.” Look. Come on. 
More importantly, you have to consider that the people of Liyue were originally Guizhong’s people and Morax came to rule them with her before sending them south after she died to protect them. For Zhongli to retire NOW in the era when Ningguang reigns and she bears this heavy resemblance to his deceased friend would be a plot masterpiece. FINALLY Zhongli can return the people of Liyue to their original ruler and rest, FINALLY Zhongli can take the time to learn what Guizhong was trying to teach him about humanity by taking a break and embracing humanity, and more importantly FINALLY was Guizhong’s will realized and the gap between humans and adepti bridged. The jade palace, a construction of human intelligence and strength, dealt the killing blow to Osial NOT the Ballista. I cannot stress how impactful and amazing this subtle theming is. If this is never outright confirmed in canon I’d be fine with it as just a theory but I will eat my shoes if its outright debunked.  
TLDR Ningguang and Guizhong share a lot of motifs and character traits to a point where it's too much not to mention or theorycraft also it just makes sense plotwise.
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slytherweasley · 3 years
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Introverted (Harry Potter x Reader)
Warnings: swearing
Summary- Y/n mostly keeps to herself apart from her best friends Neville and Hermione. Everyone else thinks she’s odd. Harry has a crush on her but doesn’t know how to talk to her, he has to figure that out himself.
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Y/n is a very quiet person, she doesn’t talk to many people. Neville Longbottom is her best friend, they became best friends through their shared interest of Herbology. Y/n loves to study plants and understand magical creatures, she’s muggleborn so all the different creatures and plants fascinate her.
Hermione Granger is one of her good friends, Hermione has always been kind to Y/n since they’re the only muggleborns in their year. They share a common interest in taking care of all magical creatures, specifically house elves. Y/n always thanks the kitchen elves at the end of the day for making the food.
Ginny Weasley was also her good friend, Ginny is the opposite of Y/n. Ginny is strong and confident, that’s why it works, although she’s younger than Y/n she’s still a good friend.
Which brings me to her last friend Luna Lovegood, although Luna has some ineteretsing and questionable ideas but she’s got some similar ideas to Y/n. Luna and Y/n go out to see the Thestrals and feed them. Y/n witnessed her older brother die when she was younger which was a factor to her being so quiet.
“Oi Harry, look out” Fred Weasley yells out getting your attention too, you see Harry put his elbow in his food, he smiles at you as you walk down the hall to find Neville at the Gryffindor table, you chuckle. “Good one mate” Ron says “That was so awkward” George says “More like painful to watch. What’s your obsession with her anyway?” Fred asks “Shes beautiful and she is so smart and kind, she’s always looking out for someone else.” “You should talk to her” Hermione suggests “No way, I can’t talk to girls” “You talk to plenty of girls” “I’m not interested in them at all, I could never talk to Y/n.” “Shes the least intimidating person at Hogwarts” “It would be like talking to a wall” Fred says and everyone laughs “Actually, Y/n is very interesting, she’s got a lot to say if you make an effort to talk to her” Hermione says.
Y/n takes a seat next to Neville and Luna, it’s sometimes quite awkward for Y/n around Luna and Neville. Neville confessed his feelings for Luna to me and I’m pretty sure Luna fancies him too. “Hi guys” “Hi Y/n, do you want to come to the greenhouse with me after school?” “Yeah okay, that will be fun, what about you Luna?” “I’ve got some studying to do, thank you Y/n” she smiles.
Later that day, Neville goes back to his dorm to grab some of his Herbology books. “Neville, where are you going?” Harry asks “To the greenhouse with Y/n then we are going to the lake” “Oh, Y/n?” “Yeah” “Right, see you later then” “Bye Harry.” Neville was confused as to why Harry was suddenly interested in what he was doing but he let it go and met Y/n at the greenhouse.
“Hermione! You have to take me to The Great Lake” Harry jumps onto the couch in the common room “What? Why do I have to take you and why do you want to go there?” “Because if I go Y/n won’t talk to me, she talks to you and you can introduce us.” She sighs “You’re lucky I want to talk to Y/n.”
Harry and Hermione follow Neville and Y/n from afar and once they’re settled at the lake, Hermione and Harry go to them. “Hey Y/n” Hermione sits next to her under a tree, while Neville is in the water. “Oh hi Hermione, hi Harry” you give Harry a smile “You know my name?” He asks and she chuckles “Yes, you’re Harry Potter, everyone knows you” Harry blushes “Oh yeah, right.” Hermione and Y/n talk when there’s a splash, Neville falls underwater. Y/n can’t stop laughing, she laughs uncontrollably while trying to help Neville “That wasn’t funny Y/n” Neville says soaked in water “I’m so sorry Neville I can’t stop laughing.” Harry smiles, her laugh is contagious, hearing her laugh is music to his ears.
“Well we better leave you guys to whatever you were doing before” Hermione says “Bye Hermione, bye Harry. It was nice talking to you both” Y/n smiles at Harry, he smiles back and waves goodbye. “What was that?” Neville asks “What?” “That smile, I know you better than anyone else, do you fancy Harry?” “N-no!” “Yes you do.” “Fine yes I do” “You do know he is the chosen one and everything”’ “If you’re insinuating I have no chance with him, trust me I know. He’s cute though” “I didn’t mean it like that” “You did but that’s okay.”
The next morning Y/n goes to the great hall for breakfast. “Good morning, Harry, Good morning Hermione!” Y/n smiles and waves. Harry has a mouthful of pumpkin juice and spits it all over Ron “Mate! You can’t be serious” Ron snaps at Harry giving him a push but he’s focused on Y/n as she gives Neville a hug good morning. He doesn’t understand how Neville got so lucky.
Y/n had noticed how clumsy Harry was, he’d be tripping over his own feet all the time and he has ran into many poles. One time he brought Ron down with him, Ron wasn’t very happy, you chuckled each time Hermione got annoyed at Harry and helped him up.
“Oi Harry, Y/n is downstairs in the common room talking to Hermione, maybe you should go talk to her and make your move.” Ron says “I can’t talk to her, you know I can’t, I always fall over or I run into walls, people and poles not to mention I stutter and stumble over my words.” “You fancy Y/n?” Neville asks “Neville! I forgot you were in here, please don’t tell Y/n” Harry begs. “How long have you fancied Y/n?” “Since the end of last year” Ron says “Ron!” “What? He’s going to know anyway.” “You should talk to her Harry” Neville says “Does she even like me?” “Yes, she thinks your funny, every time you fall down she can’t stop laughing” “She does?” Harry’s eyes light up. “On your first challenge she couldn’t watch, she was so nervous for you” “Neville why haven’t you mentioned any of this before?” “I didn’t know you fancied her.”
Harry gets the courage to talk to Y/n. He goes downstairs and sits in the middle of her and Hermione. After getting assurance from Neville, Harry made an effort to get to know Y/n and they started hanging out more than her and Neville did. He always got her into the Gryffindor common room and she always got him into the Hufflepuff common room. The two of them would always flirt with each other, neither of them could tell though.
Y/n takes him down to the lake to watch the water “Y/n, I want to ask you something” “What is it?” “Well actually I have two things to ask.” “Tell me already, Harry!” “Well I wanted to ask if you wanted to go to the Yule ball with me” “Yes, I would love to, I thought I’d be going with Neville but he already asked Ginny. What’s the other one?” “Umm so I have fancied you for a while and just recently I got to know you. So I wanted to know if you wanted to be my girlfriend?” “Is this a joke?” “No” “I fancy you too Harry, I will be your girlfriend.” Harry kisses your lips, his soft lips on yours, you put your hand on his cheek, you pull away breathless. “Sorry, I have been waiting to do that for a while” “That was my first kiss” you admit “It was? I should’ve made it more special, I’m sorry” “No, I wouldn’t want it any other way, I like spontaneous.”
Word spread quickly, how could it not? Harry is dating a muggleborn hufflepuff, Y/n is quite mysterious which made it all the more interesting. Y/n found it confronting when people would come up to ask her about her relationship. “Hey, mudblood” Draco calls out from behind Y/n, she turns around out of curiosity “Yeah you, Potter’s girl” Y/n felt a jab in the heart. Draco has never talked to her before, he’s never even insulted her and now he is calling her a mudblood. Y/n was hoping Harry would be there soon, they agreed on meeting outside the library to study.
Y/n took a deep breath in as Malfoy and his friends confronted her “Who are you, mudblood?” “M-my name is Y-Y/n” “Are you new?” “N-no! I was always a-at this sc-school” “You got a stutter too? Potter is dating some loser mudblood Hufflepuff with a stutter” “I-I don’t usually have it.” His friends started laughing Thats when Harry appeared by her side. “Leave her alone” Harry stands in front of Y/n, the Slytherin’s go away and Harry hugs Y/n while she cries. “I’m so sorry I didn’t get here earlier” he kisses the top of her head “They’re assholes who know they can get a reaction out of you.” “I don’t want to study anymore” you mumble “That okay, where do you want to go?” “Your dorm.”
Harry takes her to his dorm, he gives her a hoodie of his to wear and she cries on his bed, Harry hated hearing her cry. “You don’t deserve this, you’re the most amazing person at this school” “I’ve never been called a mudblood before” “Because you’re not, your blood isn’t dirty, you’re lucky, you have both worlds, magical and muggle” “I guess so” she smiles. “That’s so much better, I love your smile.”
Hermione, Ginny and Y/n go dress shopping for the Yule ball. “Harry is going to instantly fall in love with you when he sees you in this” Ginny says. Y/n spins around in the dress. It’s a blue flowy off the shoulder dress. We walk back to Hogwarts, Hermione gets Y/n into the Gryffindor common room. Harry gets up as soon as he sees her. “Did you get a dress?” He asks giving her a hug “Yes, I did” “You’re going to love it” Hermione says “She looks so beautiful in it” Ginny agrees.
Harry takes Y/n down to their spot, the Great Lake under the tree they first officially met at. “I’m excited for this ball” Y/n says “Me too, I’m excited to see how beautiful you look. Harry gets up off the ground and puts his hand up for Y/n to take “May I have this dance, Y/n?” “You may.” Harry and Y/n had been practising since Harry asked Y/n, they were both very clumsy and not very good at dancing but they tried.
Harry spins Y/n around and almost let’s go of her hand but he catches her and kisses her. “I caught you” he mumbles close to her lips “You did” she leans up and kisses him again.
The day of The Yule Ball was stressful. Hermione let Y/n get ready in her dorm with her dorm mates. She did Y/n’s hair and makeup. Y/n did Hermione’s. Y/n walked with Hermione. Y/n caught eyes with Harry as soon as she walked down the first step. Harry looked so handsome, Y/n found herself wondering how the hell she is dating Harry Potter. “I can’t even speak properly right now, you look so incredibly beautiful” “Harry you look the most handsome in this room” he pecks her lips and McGonagal rushes over to the both of them. “Get ready for the first dance” neither Harry or Y/n knew they would be dancing in front of everyone. Y/n wasn’t good with attention and lately she’d been getting a lot. “Hey, look at me the whole time we are dancing, it will be just like we practised in your dorm.”
Harry and Y/n walk out together, Y/n felt like she was transported back in time to all the times they practised together. Harry stepped on her feet many times but she laughed it off. They danced the whole night, sticking to slow dancing where possible. “I want you to know that I’ve had the best night in a very long time” he whispers into her ear leaving a kiss on her cheek.
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danicarosaline · 4 years
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Green is not a good colour on you ya know?
𝙹𝙹 𝙼𝚊𝚢𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚔 𝚡 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛
The anon request: hi your writing is adorable, can i have jj x reader maybe she gets jealous of a new girl that joins the group bc jj is suddenly into the girl? but thats only bc his hiding his true feelings for reader😌 thank yu have a good day✨💕
Warnings: swear words here and there
A/N: so this fic wasn’t suppose to be as long as it is but i was bored and got carried away okay🙄 hope you like it though, its not the best but since its done ill post it anyways!!
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Your ears perk up at the sound of an annoying, girlish giggle, making you cringe internally. Even with the heavy feeling in your gut and the tightness of your chest, there is a dainty smile plastered on your face as you turned your body to face Pope and laugh along with whatever he was saying.
It was about 1:30pm, sun shining bright and hot as ever out here in the Outer Banks and JJ had an arm thrown over a pretty brunette you have come to know as Minnie, Sarah’s cousin.
The seven of you are all situated together in a circle on the massive picnic rug you bought for sale the other day and it was surprisingly a cheap sale, despite the quality of its material and sizing. Recalling the groans of the boys when you tossed the heavy thing on top of them and the stunned expressions on Kie and Sarah’s face when they saw the cute blue picnic rug. You smiled at the memory.
It was definitely one of the best purchases you made, fitting all of you on the rug and the group has been using it for beach days ever since.
You turned away from Pope and joined in the conversation that Kie and Sarah were having next to you whilst Pope distracted himself with John B.
The topic was getting interesting and you were about to voice out your opinion when the sudden sound of Minnie’s loud laugh distracted you. Making your eye twitch in irritation. Minnie laughed as JJ began to tickle her.
Sarah noticed your hasty change of demeanour, the sour look on your face was evident, as clear as the sky and it would have made her laugh if it wasn’t for the fact that she saw the usual twinkle in your pretty eyes disappeared when your gaze on JJ and Minnie lingered a tad bit too long, reaking of obvious jealousy.
The group was well aware of your feelings for JJ.
The hot headed idiot has feelings for you too, they assumed, since he’s always been unnecessarily protective of you the most and had constantly flirted with you but even so, no one knows how the blond truly feels.
Especially now that Minnie started hanging out with the group.
Sarah was beyond excited at the news of her favourite cousin visiting the Outer Banks for a few weeks. She immediately introduced her to you and the pogues when Minnie arrived but now that excitement is slowly dying down when she’s been observing her best friend's mood shift from joyful to bitter whenever Minnie glued herself onto JJ.
Though you did try to hide it at first but Sarah knew you and saw right through the facade, having to be your best friend since kindergarten, there was nothing she did not know about you and eventually Kie caught on aswell.
Sarah wasn’t expecting JJ and Minnie to hit it off quite well though, Minnie had mentioned a supposed boyfriend when she called a month ago and now Sarah is just confused. They must’ve broken up? The Cameron girl thought.
“Lookin’ a little green there Y/n” Sarah blinked, eyes turned away from you to Kie who has a smirk set on her lips. You tore your attention away from the two losers flirting and looked at Kie.
“What? Kie, shut up” you scoff, instantly understanding what she meant. Sarah then begins to giggle, flinging a grape your way and joining in on the teasing.
“Green is not a good colour on you, ya know?” Sarah adds and you roll your eyes, bringing the bottle of beer up to your lips. Eyes steady set on the waves ahead crashing onto the shore with a soft hiss, hoping for the waves to get bigger and swallow you and only you, whole.
“you’re lookin’ alot like this grape right here babe” Kie quips and the said grape is thrown at your head. you groan and shove her with your shoulder, only making her laugh.
“Green? But Y/n looks good in green” JJ declares as he now joins in on the conversation, interrupting Pope who was in the middle of discussing his thoughts on a rare plant that he discovered on the internet. Your heart flutters at the compliment. “Forest green goes well with your skin tone the best” he continued.
Messy blond hair shining golden under the sun and his baby blue eyes are lighter than usual but it must’ve been that perfect tan he’s got going, making the colour of his eyes pop and more apparent. Blood rushed to your cheeks and you’re not sure if it was from the compliment: or from how beautiful JJ looks at this very moment.
Having caught on JJ's stare and his sweet smile, you miss the knowing glances the pogues shared with each other and just as you were about to reply to the blond, Minnie broke the silence with a giggle, making you cringe internally for the thousand time.
“I agree with JJ, i really liked that green crop top, long sleeved you wore the other day!” she said genuinely.
Head tilted to the side and showing off a toothy smile, the whiteness of her perfect teeth blinding you a little. You don’t hate Minnie, not at all. Hate is such a strong word and you would never use it on anyone. Maybe except Rafe, the guy was a douche.
Minnie has been nothing but kind to you and the others the whole three weeks she’s been here. She’s the definition of charming. Minnie holds beauty and grace, she’s talented and smart. You would say that she was everything you aren’t but that's a load of BS.
You are just as beautiful from head to toe, just as talented and smart, and a sense of humour, the kind that fits well with all different types of personalities of others.
You don’t have a single bad bone in your body so why were you jealous of Minnie? A girl who is not gonna be in the Outer Banks for any longer than a month? It is because she has JJ Maybank wrapped around her pretty finger just after a day of her being around.
Whilst for you, it had taken JJ a month to get properly used to your presence and another month for him to warm up and get to know you better.
It had taken two whole months for you to prove to him that you weren’t just some privileged, snobby, all good for nothing kook and after a while it had led you and the boy to a much closer, deeper friendship.
Then eventually you fall in deep. Deep into his captivating eyes and exciting personality. You fell in love with JJ Maybank.
You gave one of your best smiles to Minnie and thanked her kindly, eyes darting back to JJ who was still peering at you with a tender smile.
Minnie quickly caught on the lingering looks held between you and JJ. She didn’t like that, not one bit. She likes you, don’t get it twisted. She just saw you as a competition.
“so Y/n.. I saw you with Todd the other day?” She interrupted your moment.
You raised a brow with a slight tilt of your head, confused. You try to relive all the times you’ve bump into Todd recently but the only time you could remember was last week, when you both bonded over milkshakes and fries.“Wait Todd? As in, Todd Nelson?” Pope questioned.
“Why were you with Todd Y/n?” John B’s voice piped up, tugging Sarah closer to his body so she was practically sitting on top of him.
“Isn’t he kinda weird?”
“Yeah! i heard he has some kind of foot fetish but i dunno?“
“He’s pretty hot though?”
“Well i think you would make a cute couple-“
“Oh my gosh guys would you shush!” You announce, waving your arms in the air. “He’s not a weirdo and no he doesn’t have a foot fetish Sarah, what the hell?”
“Well it’s what i heard from Rafe-“
“Can we not talk about Todd right now?” JJ groaned in frustration, running his clad ring fingers through his tousled hair. A tight grip on the beer in his left hand.
“Aight JJ chill, what’s up your ass?” John B laughed as he found the annoyed look on the blond’s face quite funny, the pogues thought JJ’s disdain for Todd was amusing as heck because the male was obsessed with you and it irritated JJ (not that you knew that) and when John B pointed it out, JJ just shrugged it off with a dumb excuse that was “he’s too jacked up with muscles, he looks like a cloud” you laughed at the blond comparing Todd to a cloud. You honestly found JJ adorable when he was annoyed.
Your heart twisted when you saw Minnie linking her fingers with JJ’s and caressed his arm, comforting him like she was his girlfriend or something. Your face felt hot and you knew you were mad. You felt ashamed of feeling this way but it wasn’t like you could help it.
As a good friend of his you should be supportive and accepting, you should have been happy for him in finally opening up to someone as beautiful as Minnie because he was happy with her but you couldn’t bring yourself to feel happy knowing that he’s better off with someone else, but you weren’t a child. You swore you will congratulate the both of them if they do decide to get together and just cry yourself to sleep every night until you move on. That's the spirit!
JJ being in a relationship with Minnie, a stunning girl who could pass as a model. The thought weighs heavy on your mind and it hurted.
Minnie caresses his cheek lovingly and you almost gagged. Minnie just told a lame joke and now their bonding over it.
You held a breath behind pursed lips and before you could get up to move towards the salty waters and drown yourself in it the words that escaped Minnie’s lips left your brain in stutters for a moment as your eyes take in more light than expected, every part of you goes on pause while your thoughts try to catch up.
“I love you JJ”
The world seemed to stop moving, a heavy silence settled over all of you, thicker than the uneasy tension in the atmosphere. Unsettled eyes glanced around swiftly, to avoid catching other glances that passed by. Pope’s jaw is slacked and Kie and John B shifted uncomfortably in their seat as Sarah has never cringed so hard in her entire life.
Your mind was completely blank, brows furrowed as you stared at Minnie with displeasure and pure jealousy. Your heart screams at JJ to reject the pretty brunette.
He was bewildered, blue eyes about to pop out of their sockets. Lips shut tight in a straight line.
“Minnie what the fuck?” Sarah was the first to speak up and break the tensed silence. Your friends' eyes land on Sarah then back to Minnie and JJ, until finally landing on you to examine your reaction.
“Yeah Minnie what the fuck?” You seethed, the anger in your voice caught you off guard and the others too. You catch JJ’s eyes for a second before focusing back on Minnie who held her face in her hands and began to sob like a toddler. You rolled your eyes, arms crossed against your chest.
“I’m sorry everyone, i've just never felt this way about anyone before and JJ.. well he’s cute and I just couldn’t help but tell him how I felt. How i truly felt!!” she expressed quite dramatically.
In the corner of your eyes you can see Sarah pinch the bridge of her nose, Kie is covering her mouth with her hand and John B’s head is tilted back, eyes closed.
“You don't love him Min! you barely even know the dude?!” Sarah hoots, throwing her arms up in the air to get her point across.
“i just- i need a minute” Kid mutters to herself as her brain tries to comprehend what Minnie just said to JJ. John B’s head is still tilted back with his eyes closed, not saying a word, just sighing.
Pope is taken aback with Minnie’s confession and begins to shake JJ’s shoulders like a maniac. JJ grabs his wrist and shoves him away. “Minnie i-“ he pauses, not really knowing what to say.
JJ doesn’t feel the same and he wants to say it but with the way the brunette is crying heavily onto him made him stiff. He gawks at her for a moment before wrapping his arms around her frame, only because he felt bad and comforting her until she stopped crying was something that felt right to him in the moment.
He pats her back awkwardly but you saw this as a sign that he feels the same way she does and that he was only embarrassed to tell her that he loves her too.
You untuck your legs from under you and stood up so fast you blacked out for a second. You bend over to snatch your beach bag that was behind Pope and allow your feet to drag you away from the group.
“No Y/n! Get back here!”
“Y/n!”
You are being childish but you didn’t care. You mentally shrug off the embarrassment creeping up on your spine for storming off like that. Knowing that you will cringe later at your own dramatics. You thought you have walked far enough so the others won’t follow but the sudden hand in yours pulling you back forcefully made your heart jump and your chest bumping into a harder chest.
“Stop. Where are you going?”
The emotion in his eyes was fathom deep, heavy and blunt but yet still full of emotions. The striking blue colour held you in place. You sighed.
“I’m tired i guess? I’m fine J, just go back and i’ll-“ he attached his lips on yours before you could even finish the sentence and after a few seconds of not feeling you reciprocating the kiss he pulled away and leaned his forehead on yours. You stared up at him with confusion. A thumb caressing your cheek as your breaths mingled. “JJ?” You murmur.
“I'm sorry”
“For what exactly?” He ignored the sarcasm.
“Were you jealous of Minnie?” He asked stupidly, as if he didn’t already know. You begin to shove at his chest but he keeps you in place, arms wrapped tightly around your smaller frame. The cons of being a small girl. Your vision is blurry as it wells up with up-coming tears and you feel weak.
“Of course I was jealous of her, you buffoon” you cry. His heart ached at the sight of you unraveling in front of him. “I thought it was you and me? But she comes along and all of a sudden I don’t matter to you anymore?”
“Hey stop! that's-“
“No JJ you stop!” You find the strength to push him away this time and he stumbles back, almost losing his footing at the forceful shove. “I feel like an idiot for thinking that there was something between us, that you felt the same-“
“I do feel the same!” He steps forward and tries to reach for you but you take a step back. “You can’t just kiss me and expect things to be fine and dandy when all you did was pay attention to her and barely spared me a single glance!” His footsteps light as he moves closer, moving slowly and reaching out for you again.
“I felt as if i wasn’t good enough. Like you just got bored of being with me all of a sudden and it broke my heart cause i swore that we had something special even when we didn’t get along at the start!” Your lips wobbled as you sobbed harder.
“Shut up! Just shut up!” you jumped like a frightened rabbit when his voice echoed through your ears loud and clear. “Look i’m not great at expressing my emotions okay? It's just not easy for me to do sometimes and i'm sorry but i do feel the same. I saw you out with Todd last week and thought it was a date so i’ve been leaning on Minnie to forget about you. I fucking love you, im fucking inlove with you and im sorry okay?”
Your heart races when you look at him. Jaw clenched and his own chest heaving, fist bawled to his side. His little rant left you stunned and you wiped a few tears from your cheeks before pulling him into your embrace.
The arms that held him were soft, yet strong. The feel of your body so close to his soothed him and within seconds he pulled away only to kiss you again, and this time you reciprocated. You whisper plentiful of ‘i love yous’ against his lips and he feels his knees tremble at the sweetness of you.
☁︎︎ ☁︎︎ ☁︎︎ ☁︎︎ ☁︎︎ 𝔹 𝕆 ℕ 𝕌 𝕊 ☁︎︎ ☁︎︎ ☁︎︎ ☁︎︎ ☁︎︎
“So..green huh?” JJ intertwines his hand in yours and begins to lead the way, heading to the direction of the chateau. “What?”
“When Sarah said green wasn’t your colour did she mean it metaphorically? Because you were jealous of Minnie?” He’s teasing. “Shut up”
He throws a heavy arm over your shoulder and pinches your cheek with his fingers making you fake groan in pain. You lightly punched his side and sprint off, laughing loudly as he chased after you and almost tripped on nothing.
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foggynelsonsblog · 3 years
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The set-up
Ralvez one shot (get used to these) tw for a small bit of angst but it all turns out ok!
“Emily come on! They’re obviously pinning for each other! They’re so in love!” Penelope pouted as she followed her into Emily’s office. “Garcia, just because they’re probably both into men doesn’t mean they like each other-“ she was quickly cut off by Garcia. “Emily Prentiss! Have you not seen the subtle touches they give each other? How Luke always has stim toys for him, noise canceling headphones? Special blue light glasses so he doesn’t get a headache looking at screens? That boy is in love!” She crossed her arms and looked up at her girlfriend.
Emily sighed, “I mean..Spencer is the most relaxed around him...he does always sit next to him when we go out as a team- or on the jet..” the more she thought about it, the more it made sense that they both had a crush on each other. “Ah...alright. Fine, we can set them up on a date, but if they aren’t interested in each other I’m blaming you.”
The only problem was, Spencer and Luke were already dating, they had been for a while, infact Luke had moved into Spencer’s apartment not too long ago. “Hey bello” Luke purred into Spencer’s ear as he came up behind the taller man, wrapping his arms around the slim waist. “You making us coffee?” Luke’s voice was rough and gravely from just having woken up. “You know if you keep talking to me in that voice I’m going to want to get back in bed with you.” Spencer laughed then quickly continued before Luke could make a suggestive comment. “-Which, is something we cannot do, because we have a job. A very important one mind you.” He turned around in Luke’s hold and kissed his forehead, handing him his cup of coffee before finally breaking free of his touch.
“I don’t know genio, we both have plenty of sick days,” he winked, then smiled when he saw Spencer blush. “I know, I know. No need to lecture me, it was just a joke.” Luke held his hands up in submission with a playful smirk before he finished up his coffee and followed Spencer to the bedroom so they both could get dressed.
“So, how we feelin’ today? Is it a sweater vest kinda day? Cardigan? Sweater?” Luke placed a supportive hand on Spencer’s now bare back. He always tried his hardest to be supportive of Spencer’s autism, and did whatever he could to make him feel comfortable, safe and loved. Unlike the other members of the team he didn’t think ignoring it was the best policy, although he loved them all, it did appall him just a bit, at how Spencer had no resources to help him before Luke joined and took that task on. He was pulled back into the present when he heard a timid voice. “..can- can I wear something of yours today? Don’t feel like wearing my own clothes..it doesn’t feel right.” Reid’s hands were gripping the top of the drawer so hard his knuckles were white. “Hey, hey bello,” Luke began to rub his back “of course thats okay, you know I always keep a sweater of mine clean for you. I’ll grab it, but first.” He gently took Spencer’s hands off the drawer and placed a stim toy inside his palms, relaxing when it seemed to calm Spencer down. He left him for a brief moment to grab the previously mentioned sweater and gave it to him, smiling as he put it on.
When they got to the bureau, Prentiss and Garcia were watching them like hawks, and Spencer just shot Luke a confused look before sitting down at his desk, quickly busying himself with case reports and other such things. “So how are we gonna do this? Fake love note from Luke to Spencer?” Garcia grinned up at Prentiss who just shook her head “Spencer is like, the king of dictations, he’d know immediately the letter is a fake. We should just set them up on a blind date, and if they don’t agree to that then...we need to leave them alone. Messing with their love life, especially Spencer’s is already a dangerous idea” Emily sighed but Garcia agreed, they would give up if the two didn’t agree to the date. Garcia would handle Luke, while Prentiss handled Reid.
Garcia went first, cornering Luke in the breakroom. “Hey newbie. Look I got a really cute, kinda nerdy but in the hot way friend who would love to go out with you, but its a blind date so I can’t show you his picture.” She grinned up at him, then looked confused as Luke’s face was one of worry and shock “Garcia this- this isn’t funny..how did you know Spencer and I were dating? We weren’t gonna tell anyone until he felt ready- he wouldn’t have told you he was so anxious about people finding out- did you spy on us or something?” Luke got defensive, almost snappy but he wasn’t angry, he was just worried about Spencer. “What? Oh god no- Luke I wouldn’t do that- I didn’t know- me and Prentiss just assumed you liked each other and wanted to give you the p-“ she cut herself off “oh! That doesn’t matter right now I can explain latter but Emily was going to talk to Spencer and-“ Luke was already out the door, trying to stop that conversation from happening. Spencer didn’t need to know that two of his closest friends had found out about his sexuality and relationship. However, he was too late. Because on Emily’s end she had called him up to her office when Garcia had Luke.
“Why- why are you asking if I want to go out with a guy? A guy who - who you just basically described to be Alvez.” Spencer took a deep breath, trying to ground himself but that wasn’t working, he didn’t want to be out, he wasn’t ready yet. Even if his whole team supported him which he was sure they would he wasn’t ready, that part of his life was private and safe from scrutiny, safe from teasing, safe from his team members knowing who and how he loved, it was so personal and important to him, he had just come to terms with being gay a few years back and he certainly wasn’t ready to come out to the whole team..but it seems like that choice was made for him. “Spencer- are you okay?” Emily asked, extremely concerned for her friend, but Spencer didn’t hear her, he was lost in his own world, his brain giving him the worst outcomes imaginable, and suddenly it happened. The lights were too bright, they made a buzzing noise that was like nails on a chalk board and he was now hyper aware of it. His stomach felt..wrong, his clothes itched and seemingly tightened against him like they might choke him, everything felt wrong, suddenly the lights turned off, he caught a glimpse of Luke looking pissed as all get out as he rushed Emily out of the office, guiding Spencer down to the floor so he could comfortably rock back and forth on his heels to the balls of his feet. “Spencer, bello, it’s alright..they didn’t know, they just assumed we had feelings for each other it’s okay, they’re not gonna tell anyone.” Luke held his hand out, and Spencer gratefully took it, counting his knuckles repeatedly as he began to hum, trying to calm himself. It took Spencer counting to 65 before he could stop humming and calm himself enough to speak. “I want to go home please..I need to just lay down I..I can’t.” Luke nodded to his words and helped him up, walking with him out of the office and to Luke’s car. They both stayed home for the rest of the day.
After a long talk with Emily and Garcia that night, Spencer had fully calmed his nerves, he still wasn’t happy that his two closest friends had found out this way, but he wasn’t scared or angry anymore. Infact he was quite happy, because now he could finally talk about Luke on girls night. ((yes Spencer goes out on girls night and no jj isn’t there i will fight people on this headcanon.))
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l-egionaire · 4 years
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She Loves Me Not- Chapter 1-An Owl House Fanfic.
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Willow had had just about enough.
When she first realized Amity's obvious crush on Luz it had been somewhat funny. Seeing her serious and studious childhood friend being turned into a red-faced stammering mess by the human girl couldnt help but cause her to snicker. But after nearly three weeks of seeing Amity practically swoon as soon as Luz so much as gazed in her general direction and her friend still being almost painfully oblivious to her affections, Willow decided something needed to change.
She knew that if she just told Luz about Amity's crush, the witch would personally sic her largest abomination on her. So she would have to help Luz figure it out on her own. Which would be difficult as it seemed like Luz was especially dense when it came to Amity's feelings about her.
Case in point, when Amity leapt up from their lunch table with her face the color of blood and Luz's only response was "huh, guess something didn't agree with her." Willow was tempted to bang her head against the table.
Thankfully, she found the perfect moment while the two of them where walking down the hall and Luz had started talking about a new piece of Azura fanfiction she'd read.
"So then Azura pushes Hecate out of the way and takes the blow from the burning heckhound! Horrified by whats happened to her friend, Hecate is filled with rage and power and defeats the monster with one powerful blast of magic!" Luz swept her arm in excitement, just narrowly missing hitting Willows forehead. She chuckled nervously after noticing. "Sorry. Anyway, Hecate runs to Azura's side and cradles her in her arms. Hecate asks "why would you do that?" And Azura says "I couldn't lose you." Oh, it was just so romantic!"
Willow raised a brow at Luz's word choice. "Romantic?"
"Yeah. I mean, the author isn't really a Heczula shipper but the way they interact in the story just gives such a really strong romantic vibe. I tried telling the same thing to Amity but she said she didn't really see it."
Resisiting the urge to smile at the irony, Willow carefully asked. "So, Amity isn't really into romance?"
"Oh no, she's actually a HUGE Heczula fan. In fact she even showed me some really great fan art she'd done. I actually asked her about working together to make our own special Heczula piece. Marry our skills so to speak."
She could just imagine Amity's response to that. Still keeping her expression as neutral as possible, Willow pressed on.
"Speaking of Amity and romance, has she talked to her crush yet?"
Luz frowned. "No. And I don't know why. I mean, I get that she was afraid of being rejected but its Amity. She's smart, talented, cute. No way someone would reject her."
Okay, Luz calling Amity "cute" wasn't a bad sign. "Maybe its because she's already got a relationship with this person. You know, like a friendship shes scared of messing up."
Luz immediately struck a hand out in front of Willow and they both came to a stop. The human girl gasped like a banshee, practically sucking in air.
"Of course! She's developed feelings for a friend and now fears her romantic attraction will end up damaging their friendship if she reveals it! Its such a common romance trope, how could've I have missed that?!" She gave another loud gasp. "Ogmigosh. I know who Amity's crush is!"
Willow couldn't help but smirk. About time.
"Its you Willow! Amity has a crush on you!"
Willows left eye started to twitch and she internally groaned at her friend once again drawing the wrong conclusion.
Mustering up as much effort as possible, she calmly asked. "What makes you think that?"
"Well it all fits. You two were close childhood friends before suddenly being separated. You've started rebuilding your relationship which probably caused her to realize that her feelings for you went beyond friendship and because things only just started getting better between you she's scared of admitting her feelings because she doesn't want to lose you again!" Luz declared, looking extremely pleased with herself.
Okay, that actually made since. "Yeah. But you know Luz...that could also apply to you too."
Luz's pride turned to confusion. "What?"
"Well, you two only recently became friends after not liking each other and she might not want to mess up your friendship since its so new." Willow said slowly, hoping it would finally sink in to her.
Luz stared at her for a moment before bursting into laughter.
After a round of giggles, she wiped a tear from her eye. "Thats ridiculous. Amity couldn't have a crush on me!"
At this point Willow couldn't swallow the annoyance when she replied. "And why not?!"
She expected to hear "we're just friends " or "we danced at Grom" as Luz's defense but what she said next completely shocked her.
"Amity would never be interested someone like me."
Both the statement and the paradoxical chuckle Luz gave while saying it zapped away whatever anger Willow had at her obliviousness and replaced it with intense confusion.
"What are you talking about? Why wouldn't Amity be interested in you?"
"Because Amity is, well, Amity and I'm me." The way Luz said it, t as if it should be completely obvious, caused Willow to get a twisted feeling in her stomach. Before she could say anything Luz pressed on.
"I mean, Amity's a skilled witch, Hexsides top student, she's planning on being part of the emperors coven one day! Plus she's rich, popular, she makes great fanart. And me? I'm...barely able to do magic. And I can't even do it the right way like you guys thanks to my stupid human organs. I'm not even a real witch. I mean, if Amity had a crush on me, you really think she'd be afraid of me rejecting her?"
Willow just stared at her in stunned silence. She was waiting for Luz to yell "kidding" or say that this was just a joke and she'd known about Amity's crush the whole time. But the bittersweet smile on Luz's face told her that she was completely serious.
She couldn't believe it. Luz, quite possibly the nicest person she knew, the one who tried to help her with a school project at the risk of being violently dissected, the one who'd managed to get past Amity's walls and become her friend, honestly thought that Amity didn't consider her good enough to have a crush on.
"Luz, I'm sure Amity doesn't think that way." Willow argued. "You two are friends now! You have that book club thing you do together! She doesn't think of you as less than her! In fact, I bet if you asked she'd definitely say she would be interested in you!"
Hopefully that would kill two birds with one stone.
"I can't do that Willow. Like you said, things are good between me and Amity. The last thing I want is to scare her off because she thinks I got feelings for her." Luz looked to the side and muttered. "I don't want to end up losing another friend because I pushed too much."
Her voice was so low Willow almost didn't hear her. She couldn't help but notice her use of word in particular. "Another?"
Luz winced, clearly not having wanted Willow to hear her but seeing the look her friend was giving, she began to explain.
"Back at my human school I would sometimes manage to meet people who had some of the same interests I did, like Azura or Anime. We'd talk about it, meet up, it was almost like we were friends."
Luz sighed
"But eventually, I'd do something. Somthing too weird or too much. Maybe even something that ccidentally ended up getting us in trouble. And then...they didn't want to be friends anymore."
The whole time Luz spoke her voice cracked, and Willow noticed a twinkle in the corner of her eye. The defeated expression on Luz's face seemed almost alien compared to her usual beaming face.
"Luz.....".
Upon seeing the sympathetic look on her friends face, Luz cleared her throat, plastered a smile on her face and tried to unnoticingly wipe the corner of her eye.
"But, anyway, thats my point. Amity and I are at a good place and I don't need to go asking her questions that might make her uncomfortable just to make myself feel better."
Noticing that she hadn't managed to ease her friend, Luz added. "Hey, come on, relax. Its not like I don't think anyone could like me But Amity? Trust me, I think she's be a bit out of my league. Now come on, we should get to class."
"You go ahead. I'll catch up."
As she watched Luz walk away, their entire conversation replayed in her mind. She couldn't believe her friend honestly thought that way about herself. She truly thought she wasn't good enough for Amity to like.
Willow knew one thing, still felt like she had before. She'd had enough. She wasn't going to let Luz keep thinking like that about herself. She was going to do something about it.
And she knew just what that something was.
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cherry-ber · 4 years
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“You notice how wine makes people wanna feel, like sexy?”
Pairing: idol! Mark Lee x female reader
Plot: Lonesome creeps into everyone's mind, even those who seem to have it all.
Genre: fluff mostly, angst.
Warnings: mentions of alcohol, extremely painful for me to write this since I feel lonely idk if that triggers you too.
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A.N: inspired by the first draft of too drunk to fuck and my bff's dependence of wine to exist 😳 this took me 10 hours to write but it might still be pretty shit. And yeah Clueless some how
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After a long, long week of continuous recordings, dance practices, re-recordings and photo sessions, all he wanted to do, was sleep for twenty hours straight. He knew that he was a very lucky man, he was really living the dream. Not everyone was able to do what they loved, with people they genuinely liked, and still get payed for it, but he was. He had always been grateful, he knew the real value of things in real life, and sometimes he felt like he didn't even deserve it.
An insane amount of people knew his name, knew him, and constantly made sure that he knew how appreciated he was, but he couldn’t understand it at all. Sure, he proved himself over and over again how great he could be, and he was proud too, but why did people really loved him? Sometimes it's easy to lose yourself, but lately he was struggling even more, he felt lost and unworthy, he felt guilty, even, because he shouldn't feel this way.
Mark was home alone, after his friends went out to have dinner and drinks. He excused himself out of the reunion saying that he would call his parents and then heading straight to the bed. He wasn't lying at all, he did have a small call with his family, and then went to his room, expecting that he'd fall asleep soon and forget about what he was feeling, he was done with that for today.
He played a movie in his computer, knowing that whatever it was, he wasn't paying attention anyway. He hated to admit it, but he felt like he was missing something, rather, someone. He felt ridiculous, knowing how much people loved him, how many friends he had, but he couldn’t help it, he would be lying if he didn't say he could use a little company. Mark was busy most of the time, which, although tiring, was an escape from his loneliness, it was moments like this where he'd have enough time to sink in this small puddle of angsty feelings, that just grew until it was as big as an ocean. He couldn't explain why he felt so bad, he had enough friends to count on, and even when he considered he was only in need of a physical affect, it turned out to not be the answer, even when he masturbated, when he was finished, those feelings were still there. As the movie went on without him noticing, he turned his head to the side, and imagined someone next to him, wearing his clothes and stealing his blanket. He giggles, imagining cuddling someone to sleep, their heat making him feel home. He finally closes his tired eyes with a smile, hoping his dreams will be sweet and last long.
He wakes up in a bad mood, and doesn't really want to talk to anyone, his older friends notice, and decide to let him be, they know that if something is really wrong, he'll come to them eventually. After a quick shower, he decided he needed some privacy, some time alone, despite being scared of being stuck with himself, and went out on his own, ignoring the texts on the group chat, where everyone wondered where he was going. He had breakfast in a small Cafe, went to a movie matinee, an art gallery, a theater play, and then to a mall to buy himself expensive clothes. He had an okay day, and he grew a little bit of joy, finding himself alone and still almost enjoying his time, but mostly, ignoring his mind when he saw a couple, and wished he could have that too. He enters a restaurant, intending to order something take out for his friends, as an apology for being moody and worrying them. He waits stand up next to the door, with a cup of coffee they offered him, until he suddenly turns around after hearing his order being ready, and ceashes with someone as he does. He spilled his drink over his and their clothes. He starts apologizing, but all he gets as a response is a soft, sweet giggle. He looks to the stranger's face, and is met with a fond smile.
“It's okay, go get your food, I can fix myself”
He's caught off guard, and all he can do is shake his head yes and do as he is told, coming back to them, apologizing again.
“I'm such an idiot, I'm so sorry” he's totally embarrassed, and he feels a blush running through his face.
“It's alright, it wasn't your fault”
The stranger walks inside to take a table, and he rushes out, walking back home. That giggle makes its way to his mind a couple times as he arrives.
After eating, he goes to bed, feeling somehow full with himself, but he doesn't know if it was after forcing himself to like him, or if he was so desperate for someone that a small interaction like that would get him sleepless thinking this person would be his person.
On that same week, he founds himself running into that same stranger everywhere. When he goes get coffee with his friends, when they go to buy groceries, when he heads to the studio, and he wonders if he should be worrying, but decides not to.
Surprisingly, he founds her again, when he is entering a new coffee shop, and she walks her way out. He opens the door for her, and is met with her fond smile again, that grows larger as she recalls his face. She mumbles a sweet 'thank you' and keeps walking. Some courage grows inside Mark, and blurts out whatever his brain was fast enough to say.
“Thanks for not spilling that coffee back” the young lady finds the sentence, although awkward, funny, and turns back to him to reply.
“Maybe I should pay for your coffee, though, you were enjoying it until I crashed into you” Her melodic voice is enough to put Mark in a trance, and loses control of what he's doing, disconnecting from his awkward self.
“Actually it was my fault” he giggles remembering how sweet she was, even after Mark probably just ruined her day “Did you get a horrible stain?”
She walks closer to him, small steps that make his heart beat faster.
“It wasn't horrible, I wouldn't say that, it was just, slightly bad”
“I don't want to be a weirdo, are you busy right now? I could use some chatting, and I really owe your laundry money”
She was never an outgoing person, but she was flattered by his proposal. She was meeting someone, but she figured it wouldn't be important enough to not cancel.
“I would love that, but you owe me nothing” she giggles and walks beside him into an empty table.
“I'm Mark, by the way”
“I know that” she laughs it off, attempting for things not to be awkward “My name is Y/N”
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It was only after several months, that Mark found himself, again, over thinking about how lonely he was, and how desperate he was for it to end. Whenever he had the chance, he'd spend time with his new friend, and for some weeks, thats was enough, until he realized that, all she wanted from him, was a friendship. His friends noticed, too, how after a while, that wasn't enough for him, but he was terrified he'd lose her, but they'd often try to help him out in whatever way other men would think was best, teasing her when she was at the dorms, insinuating how cute of a couple they'd be, and shamelessly asking if by any chance, she'd have feelings for him, never really giving away Mark's crush on her, not explicitly at least.
One afternoon, when they were all watching a movie together, when suddenly, Johnny and Taeyong convinced everyone to go out and have dinner, even after Mark suggested they just called the restaurant, because he was too tired to go out.
“Oh” Taeyong said, grabbing his keys and putting on a hat “then you can stay here with Y/N and order something and we can take our time”
The girl was a little disappointed, she loved spending time with the other guys two, but she agreed, knowing that Mark wouldn't want be convinced to leave the couch.
She sees then leave, and turns around to look at her friend, somehow aware of what his friends were trying to do; leave them alone, after last night they discussed Mark should just accept the reject, and confess. The boy asked, pleaded and begged them not to leave them alone, after he opened up about his feelings, but of course, his friends thought they'd know better.
“Can you order pizza while I take a shower?” his attention called back to where he was, as the sweet woman walked into the living room, with a bottle of wine and two cups. Mark chocked in his spit, when the thought of her showering, and how much he'd love to enter the scene, crossed his mind.
“Yeah, sure” he watched her walking away “Do you want some clothes?”
“Well, if I could steal one of your hodies tonight, I wouldn't mind”
He does as he's asked, calling a pizzeria and taking off his hoodie, hoping that she'd appreciate the smell of his cologne, that he wears only when she's coming around.
When she comes out, wearing her jeans and tank top, he throws the sweater at her, she puts it on and sits in the couch next to him, ready to start eating, reaching out for the bottle to serve them a cup after the first bite.
“I don't want to drink that” he'd never been a fan of alcohol, he knew he could use a boost, but he was still afraid of it.
“Huh? Why is that?”
“I don't drink wine” She recalled how he'd often drink with Johnny and her, whenever Johnny wanted to open a bottle, which happened quite often, but decided not to insist, although she did pour a cup for herself.
Mark, and any other men, really, always wondered what could she be thinking about, she was wild, energetic, but calmed and peaceful, she was always kind, but wouldn't hesitate to start a fight if to defend herself or someone else, she was never scared, but she was sensitive and fragile. He couldn't help the sigh that left his body, remembering why he had feelings for her in the first place. He knew how much she'd hate to be in a relationship, they had already discussed it, after some girl confessed to Mark, and she mentioned how relationships to her were useless, since she got all the love she wanted from her friends, and that way, she made sure that all the love she gave was reciprocal. When he told his manager about his feelings, expecting him to give him helpful advice, he just told him to forget about her. “women like her are too complicated, it's not worth it”. He wondered then, how many other guys would think the same, and refused to be one of those.
They were both full, and cuddling in the couch, she was sipping her second cup, when Mark suddenly poured a cup for himself too, and drank it in one large sip. He felt a rush through his body, his face flustered, and a numb sensation in his limbs. He was trying to keep himself still, but the sudden alcohol in his body made him bubbly and the woman next to him realized. The cheesy romcom that was playing on the back made him giggle in every other scene, and with every minute that went by, he felt looser and looser. He served another cup and drank it just as fast as the first one. Soon, he found himself leaning towards the body that sat next to him. Y/N pat her thigh, inviting Mark to rest his head there, which he did, while fidgeting with his fingers.
“You notice how wine makes people wanna feel, like sexy” he lets out in a serious tone.
Giggly, his friend shakes her head no, and places her cup in the table in front of them. “Do you feel like sexy?”
He sits himself back, eyes wide open, same serious expression in his face.
“I guess so?” he laughs at how dumb he must sound “I feel... Jiggly”
Her sweet, loud laugh fills the room, and Mark is proud of himself for making her so happy.
“Love, you should go to sleep already” he feels his face hotter and hotter, and can only imagine how red he must be “you were already tired, I'll clean up and meet you in your room-”
Mark bursts out of his bubble and speaks
“Don't do that” he says softly, as if he was genuinely hurt by her words “Please, don't do that”
Worried, Y/N walks closer to him, “Do what?”
He looks down to his feet, feeling tears forming in his eyeballs, product of his low alcohol tolerance, and his overall emotional state. “Dont call me love. You don't love me”
She reaches for his hands, attempting to make him look straight at her eyes “Of course I love you Mark”
“Not the way I want you to”
She had never been good with other people's feelings, especially romantic feelings, she had a hard time catching indirects.
“In which way is that?” hesitant, Mark stares at her for a couple seconds, before staring at her lips, too numb to do better, he grabes her chin and pulls her closer to him, a sweet, slow kiss surprising her as much as himself. When he pulls away and expects a response of any kind, all she can do is try to look at him.
“Oh, Mark” she finally manages to say “is this the way you feel?” he nods, still nervous but hopeful that she'll feel the same “You're drunk, go to sleep” she turns around as she cleans as quick as she can, as mark makes his way to his room, or to the first room he sees open.
Before the other men living in the dorms arrive and ask questions that she doesn't want to answer, she leaves, leaving a post it note in the fridge for Mark”
“Drink water and have a painkiller,
I had to go home. Thanks for the wine
-Y/N”
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Too many weeks after, Mark calls her phone one more time before he enters the dorms, wondering if he had really done the worst thing in the world, for her to ghost him like that. He let a tired sigh out, grateful that he was home alone again. He goes to his room, ready to sleep for as long as he can, but when he opens the door, the lights are on, and in his bed sits what could be only described as an angel, beautiful as always, smiling and kind Y/N, with a cup of wine in her delicate hands, and another one on his nightstand, that she offers him as he's taking off his shoes and sweater.
With pain and regret in her eyes, as he's taking the first sip, she attempts to break the silence. “You ever notice how wine makes people feel sexy?”
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h0neyjaehyun · 3 years
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☁︎ 𝐊𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬 ☁︎
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Summary // Jeno finds out Tali's favorite skinship, and later on so do the boys.
Characters // Talia Flores + Jeno Lee (ft.Nct Dream mention. Chan, parents)
Era / Year // July 2017
Word Count //
⚠️Warning⚠️ // Mention of Alchohol abuse
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So members like to give out kisses once in awhile and Tali is no different. Even tho she doesn't really do skinship, she doesn't mind giving kisses here and there mostly because thats how the people around her gave her affection when she was in her pre-teens. Lots of head kisses mostly, from adoring her to comforing her.
Something about Tali makes you want to smother her in affection. But the boys don't want to over step her boundaries so they never did, and hoping that one day Tali will give the signal that it was okay.
And the moment had come.
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Its was 2017, Tali felt quite sad. Not that the boys did anything wrong its just sometimes she misses the times she can be carefree and drink. The adrenaline that she got when she was younger but she knew that she wasn't able to go back to it.
She knows drinking is bad,especially at her age which wasn't llegal drinking age, she hasn't drinked alcohol since Chan convinced her not to, and saying it was bad for her. She knew that when she was younger too but she missed the thrill, and her friends. They all kept in contact, visiting them when she is off. She just misses the affectionate that they usually gave her, but can't since it might get her in a scandal. Mostly the head kisses, and when she kisses them on the cheek, that made her feel the most loved and thats how she preferred to show her love.
Her parents never really gave her affection, it was usually her friends, and she felt comfort in those moments and safe. The boys didn't really hug her, only Haechan or Jaemin, what they usually do is just pinch her cheeks. Even tho she doesn't like the cheek pinching, she wanted kisses, but it felt weird asking that.
So she finally had the courage to just kiss one of the members cheek one day....all hell broke loose when they found out the habit.
"Jeno~" she said sleeply, tired of the comeback, she went and sat beside him. "You look tired." "Wow, thats what every girl wants to hear." Tali said sarcastically. "Sorry" Jeno laughed with his eye smile. Tali looked at him and smiled back loving his smile. She put her head on his shoulder while they were waiting for the rest of dream to get ready for bed.
She heard yelling outside knowing it was the 2 boys that have been practically fighting all summer and not getting along for only god knows what. (Or whatever figure you believe in). She tried her best to ignore it, but also wanting to get out of the dorm that she wasn't very comfortable in at the moment.
"Hey Jeno?"
"Hm?"
"Wanna go for ice cream?"
"Right now? Its the middle of the night."
Tali looked at him then looked back at the door from where all the yelling is coming from.
"Either you wanna stay here and keep hearing them scream their heads off at each other or you wanna go get ice cream and go on the roof so we can look at the stars. Either way im going."
Jeno thought about it, he didn't want to stay here, nor did he want Tali to go out alone knowing she was too stubborn to back down from not leaving.
"....Sure why not...Renjun can always handle them"
Tali nodded, not caring if she was tired she just wanted out. They left quietly without anyone noticing, and headed to the the Open 24 hours store, to grab some ice cream and snacks.
They left and Jeno almost went to the dorm forgetting that they were supposed to go to the roof but Tali pulled him to the roof. Jeno was amazed on how Tali knew about going up here, the view was so pretty, like she can read his thoughts she said. "This is my safe place these past months, the amount of fighting those two have is...terrible I just wanted to leave the bad aura and come here with you." She said looking at him with sparkles in her eyes.
Jeno looked mesmerized by her speech and her eyes, he always liked looking at them. He pulled her to the ground and they sat there in silence with only bags being moved around being the only noise.
Tali looked at him and she found comfort, he looked back at her and gave her his famous eye smile, she was so happy to see it she couldn't help but just climb on his lap and just stay there in his arms. Jeno was surprised but took the rare opportunity to hold her.
Then Tali out of habit gave him a kiss on the cheek. Jeno froze, Tali could feel the stiffness in his body. Then it clicked on what she just did. "Oh my- IM SORRY I DID THAT OUT OF HABIT, IM SORRY I MADE YOU UNCOMFORTABLE." Tali said panicked.
While Jeno still loading, Tali was about to get off his lap but thats when reality came in he held her in the same position they were before. "No no its okay, its okay as long as you don't do that to people outside the group your okay" Jeno laughed at her panicked state.
There was silence
"Wait....what do you mean out of habit?" Jeno said out of curiosity.
Tali blushed not expecting that question she laughed and said "Well when I was like 11 I developed a love for kisses, like not lip to lip more like head kisses of comfort, then the way I respond to that comfort is by giving that person a kiss on the cheek if I really really trust them.." she said while she was hiding in her red hair, she couldn't help but feel embarrassed at that confession, she didnt really like saying those cheesy things if makes her cringe or flustered.
Jeno laughed at her embarrassment. Feeling good that she trusts him, and that he is getting closer to her. "You trust me?" Jeno said cutely. Tali now flustered "Of course I trust you" she said with giggle. "Then why didn't you kiss my cheek before huh?" He said teasingly with a pout. Tali smiles at his cuteness "Because I didn't know if your were comfortable with it" she said with a smile, head tilted cutely. Jeno gushed at her.
"How about this" Jeno proposed
"How about me and you only do this hm?" Tali thought about it, she doesn't know if the members are comfortable with it and honestly doesn't wanna embarrass herself so one member is better then none.
She looked at him the a smile and said "of course!"
Jeno was happy that he got closer with Tali also that they get to have their own little thing. But he knew it wasn't gonna last long since they were probably gonna accidentally do it infront of the boys out of habit, but he is gonna take the time that he has with it.
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Dream were in the waiting room. Bored out of their mind waiting for their turn to perform. So Jeno and Tali were just napping together, Jaemin visited them and he saw them together and started taking pictures.
Then Tali started waking up and looked up and saw Jaemin."Jaeminnnn" she said cutely still sleepily doing graby hands at him like a baby while Jeno was still asleep beside her, hands around her waist, his face in her hair. Jaemin couldn't resist the invitation so he layed on top of her and snuggled his face in her chest.
She wasn't expecting the face in chest but she thought eh he is injured i don't to hurt him by pushing him off and its been awhile I'll let it slide. Then Jeno woke up from all the movement
"Jaemin."
"Hm?" The boy still buried in her chest too comfortable to move.
"One why are you here and two why are you in Tali's chest?" Concerned for the girl under him since she is a small human being.
"One to visit since its been awhile, and two...its comfortable and she did the grabby hands so I couldn't resist." He said still in her chest. Jeno looked at Tali and Tali looked back at Jeno. She blinked a few times.
"Hello"
Jeno just smiled at her cute hello.
Tali looked at Jaemin who seemed to be asleep.
"Jaemin....Jaemin....JAEMIN!" Mark yelled waking up the boy. "WHAT." The boy said upset that his sleep got disturbed. "Get off of her she need to fix her clothes to perform." Mark said, Jaemin just glared at Mark "You're just jealous that Im in this position and you're not." Jaemin said getting up and started to bicker with Mark.
Tali just crawled onto Jeno's lap and both of them sat there looking at the boys just bickering with each other while the others started joining in. In the moment Tali felt at home, Jeno reminded Tali of her brother when he would hold her when something bad came up or just in general.
Jeno looked down and saw Tali seem comfortable which made him happy and out of habit he kissed her head, and in that exact moment the boys turned to Tali to ask her who gives the best cuddles and they see Tali in Jeno's lap and him giving her a head kiss.
Everything was quiet
"WHY DOES HE GET TO KISS YOU AND NOT ME!" Haechan whined while he collapsed on Tali's legs.
Tali blinked trying to figure out whats happening then she realized...he kissed my head....oh no.
Then their manager came "Its time to perform LETS GO PEOPLE." Tali and Jeno took this opportunity to book it so they looked at each other and RAN.
"COME BACK HERE WE ARE NOT FINSIHED DISCUSSING THIS!" Jaemin yelled.
All the boys laughed and then after they performed they saw Jaemin still there waiting for an explanation. Jeno and Tali looked at each other trying to figure out how to explain.
"Well?"
"Um...well you see its just...it became a habit~?" Tali said trying hard to explain without confessing the truth cause if she does, they won't stop kissing her.
"Tali." Jisung said.
"Hm?" Tali turned to Jisung
"Are you and Jeno hyung dating" Chenle said
Tali and Jeno looked at each other and they burst out laughing.
"YOu ThInk WE ArE DAtiNg!?" Jeno said laughing his ass off.
Everyone was confused not knowing what to think.
"Listen, I find comfort with head kisses when being hugged and I usually repay the person with a kiss on the cheek or a hug nothing more, its just Jeno found out by accident when we hanged out and I was sleepy, we agreed to be our thing till we slip up and do it front of you guys nothing more." Tali said giggling.
They all were in awe at the little cute confession and started to coo at her and petting her hair.
Jaemin just looked at her after the cooing and said with a betrayed face.
"YOU GAVE JENO A KISS BEFORE ME"
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c-grace · 3 years
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Since there are loads of [unnecessary] opinions on how Aloy looks, which I, frankly have nothing to complain about. I still believe she is very beautiful and her looks makes sense, not to mention the original model is stunning.
So lemme just take some time to write out this scenario I thought of that I found very cute and emotional, idk 'bout everyone else but it did make me cry when I thought of it.
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POV: You and Aloy are both outsiders, but you were cast out from being a "defect", the both of you only got to know each other during the last few years before the proving.
A little something I wanna mention, this is sorta a Y/N fanfic but without the Y/N, so wherever you feel like you need to add your name in the dialogue, you can do that but I did it so that there would be no need for the name. I hope you enjoy~
T.W: Slight mention of death and injury.
Aloy × F.reader/G.N
Also this has song lyrics in here, if that's not to your taste, I'm sorry but I couldn't think of anything else
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"Oh! I found something!"
"What? What did you find?"
"Tada! Another audio file!"
I lifted the device and showed it to Aloy and waved it with satisfaction. "And here I thought you found something useful." Aloy grumbled.
"It's important to me, you know how I love to study the old ones' musical pieces, especially the singing, they all sound.....I don't even have words to describe them." I held tightly onto the device. Using Aloy's focus I scanned the device and played the audio, and without a doubt, it was a musical piece.
"You sure love music, huh?" Aloy smiled and eyed me for a moment, "Yes, all the pieces from the metal world have a certain, essence to them, it feels like it's calling out to me." But that joy was cut short once I remembered of the proving.
"But then, with the proving coming along, the matriarchs might not let me visit any ruins and I won't be able to study them anymore." I huffed and kicked a rock away.
"Who cares? I'll take you to see more of the ruins, they didn't care for us for so long. What is it to them that we see who the old ones really were?" Aloy never understood, nor took high regard to any of the tribal laws and I do agree with her but I have no one other than her to accompany me to explore all these new wonders.
I believe Aloy can do whatever it is that she wants, no one, not even the matriarchs will be able to stop her from going to where she wishes to go. I only have her and if she were to be cast out once again just because of me, I don't think I would like that all that much.
"Thank you Aloy, oh that reminds me, I learned this song, I want you to hear it."
"Can't wait to hear it then. I can't believe it's tomorrow, how are you taking to it?" She looked at me worried and I could get where it was coming from. I get anxious quite often, taking down a watcher, without any preparation, will make me sick to the stomach. "Yeah, I've given myself a 'pep-talk and I think it's working, I don't feel too worried about it now."
"Thats good, alright, I think it's time we leave, Rost said he needs to meet with me." She stretched her hand over to me and I held on firmly, it was calloused yet warm, I felt safe by her side.
The both of us went on our ways and I made it back to the little tent that I called my study and home, I have journaled all the music I have found and dated every one of them. So far, I have recorded 12, 5 of which were addressed to someone else, it was as though they had sung while they mourned for them, wishing they could be with them and the rest were of random order but interesting nonetheless.
I set the recordings aside and tried to make myself fall asleep, the proving was not too far from now. I didn't train my whole life for it but rather, I just wanted to belong somewhere. Aloy is.....different, to her, the tribe means nothing but a means to know more of the world, she said it herself, she wishes to know why she was cast out and never once thought of the tribe in good light.
I had no sense of conflict in me, unlike Aloy, I liked to keep to myself and I ran away at the sight of the tribe members because I was afraid. I was afraid of how they would treat me but that sense of fear became a threat to me.
I learnt how to live on my own, I knew why it was that I was an outcast. My parents didn't want me, said that I would often act strange and I never understood why, till one day the matriarchs marked me an outcast and left me on my own. It was a little over 3 or 4 years ago, where I met Aloy, we grew close.
I never told Aloy, why I was cast away, I didn't want her to be burdened. I kept to myself but this time, with these songs I wanna let her know, all these withheld emotions are making me feel like I could rot from the inside. I am in a way excited for the proving.
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"Aloy! Watch out!"
'I didn't think it would come to this, no, please, stop this.'
"Stay where you are, I'll come to you, alright?!" She shouted but the sound of blasts had muffled all the sound around me. The proving was going well, with Aloy and I being named braves but the celebration was cut short when all of a sudden, intruders had marched in and openly attacked everyone on sight.
"Kill all of them, don't let anyone of them come out alive!" The invaders sounded.
I frantically grabbed my arrows and shot at a few of them, two had missed and the rest 4 had all landed a hit, killing them on contact.
"We can't hold them!"
Aloy had been covering for all the braves and took a stand at holding them down, I decided to let myself all out and help Aloy and guided the remaining to the exit but not many made it.
"I'll hold them down, go! Make it to the slip-wire! Vala! You go too, I'll cover!" I directed all of them, Vala looked reluctant but went on ahead. "There's more of them!" I heard Bast shout and I whipped my head and shot my arrows, this time, all of them landed.
Vala and Bast had got caught between the shots, I watched their bodies hit the floor and a look of dread had washed over Aloy but I could feel the anger that brewed within. She shot them down, all of them.
But it wasn't long before a man had grabbed her by the neck, and something in me snapped, all I saw was that Aloy was in danger. My body moved on its own and I had grabbed my dagger and drove it into the man's side, he screamed but he lifted his arm and thrust it to my gut, sending me straight to the ground.
Before I had lost my senses, I caught a glance at Aloy who had laid on the ground, at least, no longer choked by that man.
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"A-Aloy! You're awake! You're awake...Aloy..." It hadn't been too long since the attack but my injuries are far from okay but at that moment, all that mattered to me now was Aloy. She awoke but her face was pale and her breath, uneasy.
"No, no, no......ugh, I—I have to get out of here..." She clutched on to the side of her head. "Aloy, I'll gather your armour and Focus, just wait here, I'll co—"
She grabbed onto my hand locked her fingers around mine, her hands were shivering. "Aloy?"
"You're alive, I...I thought I lost you..too...." She whimpered, I crouched down and held on to her hands softly, "You can't take me out that easy." Slowly caressing the side of her face, I smiled meekly.
"Rost...he saved me...but."
"He didn't make it Aloy. I don't know what happened either, you'll have to talk to Teersa."
"Where are we?" Her feeble voice asked, "We're inside the sacred mountain, I'm not sure why, I was nursed outside the mountain, they didn't say much when I asked if I could see you." She nodded and slouched down. I went on ahead and brought in her focus, there was another focus with it but I just handed them all to her without questions.
I quietly left the mountains and waited outside for Aloy. It took a while but she came out with Teersa.
The two walked to the rest of the matriarchs, they were talking amongst themselves and it was then I heard that Aloy had been bestowed the mark of a seeker, Lansra did not take to highly of this decision and made some unwanted remarks to Aloy.
I glared at her, hoping that it would do something but she huffed and grunted, walking on just fine.
The rain had poured on harder with time, it felt like it was meant to weep but was choking instead, an odd feeling but that was how I had felt.
"Aloy, of the Nora? Or would you rather prefer, Aloy, a seeker from the Nora?" I tried to put a little lightness to the heavy air around. "I don't think I like either of them." She made a face at my names.
"Alright, then....Aha! Aloy.....despite the Nora?"
"That sounds better." She smiles wide. "Listen...I need to go, I need to find out who those killers were and why they came here, which means that I need to leave the sacred lands." Her smile drops and she looks at me apologetically.
"No no, you have more to worry about than me, it's alright, I can hold my own." I reassured her but her look of response was doubting all of it.
"Aloy, go, I know how much this means to you. I would only be a burden if you were to worry about me. I want you to go out of this place, I know you've always been curious about the lands beyond." There was so much I that I wanted to convey.
So much that I wanted to ask but I pinched myself to not do that.
"Before I go, I wanted to hear that song you wanted to let me listen to, at least let me hold on to that." She pleaded and held on to my clothes. "I-I don't know Aloy, right now, if I did that, I would appear more—"
"Here, you can just record it on my focus."
She removed her focus and placed it in my palm, I looked at the device and glanced back at her. I heaved a sigh and excused myself from the area.
'Am I seriously doing this now? Yes, c'mon me! You can do this!'
There goes my heart beating
'Cause you are the reason
I'm losing my sleep
Please come back now
There goes my mind racing
And you are the reason
That I'm still breathing
I'm hopeless now
I'd climb every mountain
And swim every ocean
Just to be with you
And fix what I've broken
Oh, 'cause I need you to see
That you are the reason
I started to cry at thought of having to let go of Aloy, she would be far off and I would be here, possibly just waiting. I wouldn't have the slightest clue where she would be, but I would hold strong, not only for her but for myself.
I won't have any more music files for me to explore so this was the last of all of them. Before I stopped recording, I quietly whispered, "I...I...love you, I love you Aloy and I hope you will be safe. I may or may not be here when you come back but if it weren't for you giving me a reason to be here, I would have never bothered going on with that life I had..."
"And I would have lost myself if it weren't for you."
At the familiar voice, that was none other than Aloy's, I had lost all reason and the shock had gotten me wailing silently.
"I'll be back, you are all that I look forward to when I return." She grabbed my face and pressed our foreheads together. "You sang well, I didn't know I meant that...much to you..." She whispered.
"You are the reason I'm even here. Come back safe, Aloy-despite the Nora." I clutched on to her clothes.
She placed a gentle kiss on my forehead and went on her way, she didn't turn back and I looked at her back, fading off.
'I'll be here, Aloy.....my Aloy.'
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Alright! Phew, that was done. I have never written a one-shot ever, I don't even know the word count cause I was just writing without thinking too much.
Anyway, it was more emotional in my head so I did cry a little but it's pretty meh on paper 😂
Aight, this distracted me from all the bs of the world, I hope it distracted some of y'all too.
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Long post about something I think about a lot and that doesn’t matter to anyone else but me probably
I’m sure there’s a million posts out there on why good representation is important and good but I just wanted to talk shortly about something that happened to me in a recent span of a few months involving a character in a dumb game about collecting jpegs of anime women and hunky dudes with giant swords.
There’s a game called Granblue Fantasy, its an extremely popular gacha game/JRPG with a very large roster of characters and a lot of stuff to do as far as reading through character lore, fighting JRPG battles, raids, and basically playing VNs for character dialogue. It’s a pretty good game, and one of the coolest things about it, is it has (to my knowledge, I dont play/keep up with it very often) 2 canon trans characters. One is named Cagliostro, an alchemist who was born as a man but through extensive experimentation and some self discovery has since transitioned into a woman, hell bent on making herself as cute as possible. Fun right? She’s presented extremely well and is one of the game’s more fun characters. The second character is one that has become a personal favourite for me for many reasons, her name is Ladiva.
Ladiva is a part of a race of people called the Draph. The Draph are a humanoid, and pretty much human looking, race of people with their defining features being their large stature and bovine like horns and ears. This is important because male draph are usually much larger and more muscular than female draph (but its a horny anime game so who can say they’re surprised lol). Ladiva, as my discussion here makes obvious, is a trans woman belonging to these folk. Because of this, she’s both quite large, muscular(and more masculine presenting on the surface), and has rugged looking facial hair. The surprising thing about her presentation in comparison to how she looks, is that she’s presented incredibly well. despite her appearance being not as feminine as it could be (with Cagliostro even offering to make her a new totally feminine body only to have Ladiva refuse, stating that she should love her own body along with the rest of herself) she’s treated as what she is, a woman.
So why am I talking about this? Why am I putting my poorly put together thoughts on this tumblr post no one will read? Well, I am trans. I have felt a certain way about myself all my life that I’m sure most trans people can echoe so I won’t wast time waxing poetic about how I’ve always felt more feminine than I was “supposed” to be. My core purpose of this post comes from the fact that I am 6′2, nearly 300lbs of muscle/fat/body hair, and have had a full beard since I was 14. I am EXCEEDINGLY masculine, which has made my own internal struggle with my transness sort of difficult to accept. A sort of constant push and pull of wanting to just repress it all because I already pass as a man and wanting to work towards being who I know I actually am. Another factor is that I never felt truly comfortable with purely feminine pronouns. In highschool I went by a different name, and I used she/her pronouns and for a while it felt okay. But it was always just, okay. It never felt right on top of several people giving me some rather hurtful backlash for it and how it contrasted so much with my physical appearance. So I stowed it all away until about a year ago. I now have something that I didn’t have before, a truly wonderful and supportive group of adult friends who treat me like an adult as well and take me seriously. So through careful examination of how I felt i began trying new things to explore my identity. It began with me deciding I wanted to use they/them pronouns, this stuck and still feels like its the right thing for me along with the label of Nonbinary. However, slotting myself into this new label and finally feeling comfortable in an identity brought about new thoughts as well as new things to mull over in my head. Things like the fact that most nonbinary representation in media falls under the same category of a waifish AFAB person who presemts femininely if not androgynous, and how people like me are a vocal minority within the community itself even being excluded by a small portion of it. It was a new set of things to tackle and think about. But that aside, with them came the most important thing I asked myself, “am I comfortable with how I am now? Or do those thoughts I had all those years ago mean something?”
This question isnt easy. Gender is a strange subject and is different to everyone who experiences something with their identity, so I wont pretend like I have any definitive answers for anything because, there arent really any of those. The question for myself, boiled down to “Am I more comfortable identifying as transfeminine, or am I comfortable with just being nonbinary.” This question vexed me for a little while. It hurt to think about. A lifetime of bullying and being made to be ashamed of my body type and stature had made my confidence in myself rather lackluster. This made the decision more difficult. It would be easy to try and own a sense of pride in being a masculine presenting nonbinary person. There aren’t many of those in representation as I mentioned before, and at the time it made me feel nice to think that it was what I wanted. But those thoughts I had all those years ago did mean something, and thats not who I am. The answer I ultimately came to, was that I am trans, and want to present more feminine than masculine, because that’s who I know I am, and not just what I think would be easiest. So, to bring it all together, how the everloving fuck does this relate to a character from a gacha game? Well, when i first saw Ladiva I nearly wrote her off as a character that probably was used as a disrespectful  joke on trans women and how they’re viewed. She’s not though. She has an entire montra of loving herself and others for who they are and owning every aspect of herself, including her body. She’s not a small lady, she’s a large/muscular wrestler who, in no mistake of words, still looks very masculine, right down to her facial hair. But none of that matters, not her appearance, not her beard, not her height, she’s still a woman and she’s seen as one by the others around her because, well, that’s what she is. She makes it known and others accept, or at the very least, respect it. It was something entirely new to see something like this in a form of popular media, and in turn it gave me an odd sense of self confidence in my own current appearance, even though I do intend on changing it through HRT and other means (exercise and other health related means). It meant a lot to me to see someone who was, in at least some way, like me who was loved by the community of the game she was in. And it still does. In conclusion, Ladiva is a very cool character, and her existing gave me a boost of confidence that helped lead me towards accepting things about myself that I had found it hard to previously. Go look into Granblue if you like games like that, there’s even a fighting game that came out not too long ago. Thanks for reading, if you did, this whole post is long and kind of dumb because I’m kind of dumb. But I wanted to put it somewhere. Have a nice day <3
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