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vrisrezis · 2 years

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The worst thing abt being with certain characters ? Write ur favs ! Bnha preferably

Bakugou is very jealous and not in the funny cute way. Sure, it’s funny and cute the first couple times but after awhile it becomes repetitive. It’s often, and it can be exhausting. You may feel like he doesn’t trust you as well because of it, in reality he’s just scared of losing you but he can’t confront it properly.

Kirishima tries so hard to do everything for the both of you. It’s sweet how considerate and selfless he can be, but you just wish he would let you shoulder his burdens like how he shoulders yours. He’s your rock, (literally) but on a whole other level and he won’t ever let you return the favor. It sometimes feels like he doesn’t trust you. Maybe one day he will open up, since being honest is manly.

Kaminari doesn’t listen and he forgets a lot of things. He tries to listen, he really does. But he just can’t sometimes. Whether it be because he’s too busy admiring how attractive you are or because what you’re talking about is too goddamn boring, he can’t focus on the words coming out of your mouth. He may forget important things that he didn’t mean to forget and it comes across as him just not caring. He cares so much but he’s extremely forgetful, unfortunately.

Todoroki is perfect. The worst thing about being with him isn’t even him, it’s his father. Even after he redeemed himself, he’s very hard on you. He believes his son deserves only the best, the strongest. You have to deal with his father constantly, it’s extremely tiresome and the worst part is you have to keep it to yourself.

Dabi lies, a lot. Even when he starts being himself and becomes open and vulnerable, that takes a very long time and he has a terrible habit of lying to you. If you’re not a villain alongside him, you have no idea about his double life. Even if you are? He doesn’t tell you what he’s up to while he’s gone. He truly means well, behind the mask is a soft and caring man, in his own way. But through and through he’s a liar. Even you don’t know his true identity for the longest time.

Shigaraki… where do I even begin? He’s exhausting to deal with, he’s childish to a fault. When you argue he expects you to apologize and he doesn’t ever think he did anything wrong. He’s extremely insensitive, and it takes a huge fuckup for him to realize he did something wrong and even then is too embarrassed to apologize. When he’s mad he’s not against yelling at you and saying he’ll kill you (even though he doesn’t mean it). Through and through you’re dating a man child.

Toga is pretty perfect in a relationship, if you ignore the fact she’s crazy. She’s very obsessive and jealous, and would definitely kill anyone that she felt showed any romantic interest in you, even if you two were friends. Makes her sound like a yandere but.. yknow.. I guess she kinda is? Her obsessive nature makes her overbearing to be with at times and it can feel isolating.

Hawks is swarmed by fans constantly, and many fans can be flirtatious. He tries to make sure the public eye likes him, so he often flirts back so there’s no hard feelings. You know he doesn’t like those people at all, but it can still be frustrating to see him flirt with random people. On top of this, he probably keeps your relationship a secret. He does it to protect you, but you can’t help but feel like this relationship isn’t important to him.

Sero is practically perfect, however when he’s feeling a particular emotion he assumes things. If he were to get jealous, it’s rare, but when he is he assumes you don’t like him anymore. When he’s sad he assumes you think he’s a pathetic failure, and etc. once you talk to him about it though, he tries to understand that it’s just in his head. It’s hard not to act upon these feelings though.

Mina is just .. a bit much at times. She constantly wants to go out and will not understand you if you just wanna stay home and chill out for once. Mina likes to be out and about, so you will find she lacks the understanding of just wanting to relax. But honestly is that really that bad compared to the others.

Jirou is not the most open and vulnerable, as it’s very hard for her to be. She will open up if needed but you have to coax her into opening up. She won’t voice her affections, and tries her hardest to remain stoic despite the blush on her cheeks. It may feel like she doesn’t trust you at times, because she’s very open with momo. However, she just had a hard time because she likes you so much.

Ochako gets very insecure, which isn’t a bad thing or anything until you consider the fact that she gets insecure over very small things. She gets insecure if you don’t call her certain pet names that day or something else pretty small and she thinks the worst possible thing and tries to avoid you.

Momo doesn’t do it on purpose, but she may make you feel guilty since she constantly wants to do things for you and constantly wants to buy you things as well. She absolutely refuses to let you do things for her at all, it’s only cause she loves you though, of course. But sometimes she makes you feel like she’s infantilizing you.

Monoma is just exhausting in general, but you kinda know what you signed up for when you started dating him. Due to his inferiority complex, he gets jealous very often. He tries not to resort to his.. usual self.. especially since he tries to act different when you’re around but sometimes he can’t help but gossip and shit talk people he’s jealous of, even if they’re close to you. It just gets exhausting to constantly hear about people you’re close to.

Shinsou is pretty much the perfect boyfriend so honestly the worst thing about dating him would probably be what people say about him and his quirk. It can be upsetting hearing people think of your boyfriend as a villain or somebody will villain potential, especially when you know him to be different and much more kind than what meets the surface.

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hana-no-seiiki · 1 year

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A Quick question My beloved god~!

How do you feel about pathetic yanderes? Like pathetic yanderes that has power (wealth, influence and all that shit) but acts pathetically towards their darling?

Cuz even tho I'm a bottom (obviously cuz i can't pull off being a top ;-;) pathetic yanderes just bring out a different side of me

I would love to see them beg and cry and it's just so adorable??? Cuz pathetic yanderes are oddly endearing even tho they're fucking pathetic and disgusting

UGH I EAT THAT SHIT UP THEY'RE SO SO SO CUTE THAT I WANNA MAKE THEM CRY EVEN MORE!!

(You can ignore this if you feel like it's kinda too much lol and apologies for being kinda redundant)

also no not cute but

Breathtakingly Adorable~ <3

- Your Junie~

PATHETIC/RICH YANDERE SCENARIO (GENDER NEUTRAL READER & YANDERE)

“PRETTY PINK PRINCESS : GOOD FOR YOU”

⚠️ By pressing the Keep Reading button you’re confirming that you’re above 18 and consent to reading dark content.

A pathetic, rich yandere? Isn’t that just me— (also im just gonna ignore that last part for my wellbeing-)

Pathetic Yanderes can be a top. Usually if you’re from a rich (asian) family there’s just a lot of drama. Like you’d think everyone loves eachother so much and everything is peaceful but once the family dinner ends the treachery begins. So they’d have to be confident, assertive and sociable to survive that kind of environment.

You know the kind that’s super headstrong whenever they’re with anyone else but you.

Your ask kinda reminds me of my ocs Crisanto Salvador and Isabel Labrador (the dors really do be the biggest masochists of Midnight Darling). While Isabel is a hard sub that’s a brat, Crisanto doesn’t even hide how down horrid he is for MC. He fell in love with her because she threw away a Birkin Bag he used to court her.

Boy has got connections 💅🏻 ✨

He can get you anywhere and everywhere. He can also get you out from any and every situation you might not want to find yourself in.

But yes back to Pathetic + Rich Yandere! I can see them ordering all manners or surveillance. They’ll take the time to survey your routine (or have someone else do it) and plan out what to do from then on. If you go outside regularly then they’ll have “bodyguards” set, if you’re more of a homebody then they’ll have cameras installed in every corner of your house whenever no one’s at home.

They’re your biggest career hyper. They will get you to whatever position you want in life. While Pathetic Yan will be practicing their at home spouse skills just for you.

(Ignore this if you’re ace) The biggest challenge however is practicing how they’re supposed to satisfy you in bed. Making do with someone else is an absolute no no. Besides, you might have a different preference entirely.

So oh well, what else could they do but kidnap you?

What do you mean they could have courted you first? They couldn’t even fathom breathing the same air as you for too long in fear that they may have a heartattack. This was the only way, you see!

But don’t worry, they’ll be the best partner you could ever look for. They just have practice not getting so aroused when you look straight at them all the time. It’s hard to focus on feeding you like that after all!

Pathetic Yandere loves to wear pink fight me. Pastels everywhere. They’re massive Rococo/Baroque interior design fanatics. Stickers are everywhere. They have a whole ass bookshelf dedicated to their sticker collection.

In bed they have cute ribbons for bondage prepared. It doesn’t do much by way of keeping you still, but boy does it look so adorable on you!

At least one person is gonna be full to the brim by the end of this, might as well make the act aesthetic.

Noisy as hell when having sex, they just have to voice how they feel about you, yknow? Shutting them up is close to impossible. And of course, tears! Lots of it. One might say they kinda look like they’re in pain sometimes from how much they mewl.

Their bed is the softest one you’ve ever been on. You find out that it’s from one of those high end Swedish brands that make em out of horse hair.

You’re tempted to stay just for that reason.

“ Never leave me okay? I promise I’ll be good for you ♡ ”

©️ hana.no.seiiki - yun | 2023

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hypnoneghoul · 2 months

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sorry not sorry abt this but ehehe

you know that one hayden interview where he says “rock out with our cocks out“ or smth like that

yeah what abt that but swissalps… like idkhow the technical side will go but yknow… practice session shenanigans?

okay i know this deserves thousands of words but alas i couldn't do that much and i wanna scream BUT its hot and silly as fuck at the end so enjoy

Swiss was a menace.

It was a widely known fact, best known by Mountain, but sometimes the earth ghoul still made the mistake of expecting something to go normal.

This time, it was a practice session. Swiss proposed the two of them go and have a jam session, just for fun. They did, but it was not what first came to Mountain’s mind at the offer.

Clench of Swiss’ ass around his dick made him snap out of his thoughts.

“Fuck,” the earth ghoul hissed, bucking up into the tight warmth engulfing him. “You feel so good, darling.”

“Y– yeah, shit,” Swiss moaned, bouncing with the movement of Mountain’s thighs. They sat behind his drumset and his feet were planted on the bass drum pedals, keeping a nearly perfect rhythm. He started out with sticks in his hands, too, but they were quickly abandoned in favor of groping Swiss’ all over. “Love your big fucking cock, sweetheart.”

“I love you, too, darling,” Mountain grunted and went on stomping down on the pedals and tensing the muscles of his thighs, fucking his dick deeper into the multi ghoul’s ass.

Practice session.

One particularly harsh roll of the multi ghoul’s hips sent the two of them off the little drumming stool, Mountain falling on his back behind the drum set, Swiss on top of him. Thankfully, their platforms at home weren’t the crates that were used on tour, otherwise that fall wouldn’t be so funny. Here there even was a carpet.

Swiss leaned forward to kiss the wheeze from the earth ghoul’s lips, slotting his own against them and all but shoving his tongue inside the other’s mouth.

“Hmpf,” he huffed, grabbing his hips once again. Swiss ground down, slotting Mountain’s cock right against his prostate. They both moaned, swallowing each other’s noises.

The multi ghoul continued to grind down, rubbing his cock between his and Mountain’s bellies, as he clinged to him, occasionally bucking his hips up involuntarily. Neither of them had to warn the other when they got close, knowing each other’s bodies too well. When Swiss’ legs started to shake and when Mountain’s noises got louder, the multi ghoul started rolling his hips with more purpose.

“Shit, oh– fuck,” he cried out. Mountain agreed with his own loud whine and in no time at all the both of them were shooting their loads as they shuddered through their respective orgasms. Swiss flopped down flat on top of the earth ghoul and he held him as they were slowly coming down from their highs.

Soon, Swiss slipped off of Mountain’s dick with a groan and rolled over onto his side.

“I’ll get some water from the storage,” he said with a peck to the other’s cheek. “Be right back.”

“Mhm…” the earth ghoul hummed in affirmation. As if he was planning on going anywhere in that state, completly fucked out. Swiss slinked away, but before the opening of any doors could be heard, the multi ghoul called out.

“Hey, look!” he yelled, laughing, and Mountain lolled his head to the side. The wheeze that had left him once he saw, nearly made him choke on his own spit.

“Swiss, my heart,” he giggled, all but rolling on the floor. “I love you, but what the fuck?”

There the multi ghoul was, on his platform, dancing fully naked like he usually would during Dance Macabre. The thing he seemed so proud of was, apparently, his soft cock just… swinging around.

“Helicopter!”

#hypnone writes #the band ghost #nameless ghouls #swiss ghoul #mountain ghoul #swissalps

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angelthemanspanker · 2 months

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I've been trying to think of possible consequences for Sunnydale if the gang go off to have homoerotic hijinks at the Hyperion Hotel and its really reminding me what a shit job season 7 did of building the tension lmao

Spiral in season 5 is like. The pinnacle of Its All Too Much and its one of my favourites because of it because DAMN do the threats keep piling up in terrifyingly organic ways. Tara's down, Glory knows about Dawn and is coming the second Ben loses control again, the knights are right behind us and Spike can't fight them because of the chip, Giles just took a fucking spear to the gut and Buffy called BEN for help! A perfectly logical move for her to make because she doesn't know what we know! I was literally more scared and stressed for these fictional characters than I thought possible because we knew what was at stake: Dawn, and by extension Buffy's last family and lets be honest she would never have gotten over it if she'd lost Dawn, and that's before this episode tells us that Dawn's painful death will take everyone else with her. Even if you don't care about Dawn (I love her so. More stress) the consequences for everyone would be so dire if they fail that it really makes you cling to your stuffed animal when the final fight finally comes

Meanwhile in season 7 Buffy says she's in the fight of her life, specifically saying that she WOULD sacrifice Dawn to save the day this time and implicitly saying the threat is worse now than it was with Glory. She says this, btw, while fighting a lovely fledgling vamp named Richard because she and Giles had time to kill. Yknow there was an empty hour on the timetable between Talk About How Scary The First Is and Something Something Spuffy so why don't we go out and literally look for something to fight. While we talk about how this is The Fight Of Our Lives. Hey Giles did you record Friends because the guys really wanna see how this Joey/Rachel thing pans out when we get home. Where we're in much peril, obviously. The First sometimes attacks twice in a month. Remember when Glory found and punched a hole in Willow's dorm building just because she was pissed that Willow spat at her and when she found out Dawn was the Key we literally could not stop running until we got away which we didn't bc she took Dawn. That pales in comparison to this. When do you want me to kill Richard btw

#it stinks it stinks it stinks! love it tho 🥰#buffy summers #dawn summers #glory #buffy the vampire slayer #tbf i know theres a lot of downtime with glory throughout the season but buffy drew the comparison between #where she was in bad no good lies my parents told me and where she was when she had the choice to kill dawn to save the world or not #so i think its a fair side by side tho i am biased bc season 5 my most beloved 💜💜💜

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smoft-demons · 3 months

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Home

“Hey, Mam?” Auva murmurs, looking up at Mammon from her comfortable spot, her head tucked safely under his chin as he squeezes her gently. They’ve been standing quietly in the entrance hallway of the House of Lamentation, hugging for a few minutes by now.

“Wassup, gremlin?” Mammon answers softly.

“You… you ever get that weird feeling… of like, you’re at home. You’re already home, there’s nowhere else that could possibly be home, nowhere else that’s ever BEEN home, but… you’re still homesick? You’re like, in your room, but somehow you reeeeeeally want to go home? But like, how? You’re already home. But you’re still homesick. All you can think about is how very fucking bad you wanna go home, despite already being in your own room. You know what I mean?”

“I… huh. I guess, kinda. Sometimes. Like… I’ve missed my old room from before… yknow. Before all the… everything. Sometimes. Yeah, I get that.” Mammon answers. He unwraps one arm from around her shoulders to stroke her hair. “You okay, baby? Missin’ the human world, huh?” He asks.

“No, no I mean,” she sighs, and buries her face in his shirt. Muffled, she speaks again.

“I mean… I’ve felt that a lot. Back in the human world. I’d be in my own bed, in the room I’ve lived in all my life, and still… somehow, be so fucking overwhelmed by how bad I wanted to go home. I was missing something, I thought. Because why the fuck was I homesick? I needed to find home, and I didn’t know where it was or what I wanted.” Auva pauses for a moment, as Mammon gives her a comforting squeeze.

She speaks again. “I felt like that so often… and then, you hugged me for the first time a few months ago, and I was like, oh. I found it. This is what I wanted. I found home. It was you, Mam. I was missing you, and I didn’t know because I hadn’t met you yet.”

Mammon squeezes her again, much more tightly this time. “Aww, well… shit, human… you’re gonna make me cry, sayin’ shit like that, what am I supposed to…”

Auva squeezes back.

“You don’t have to say anything. I just… thought you should know. I don’t feel that homesickness anymore. Not for long. Because whenever it comes back all I have to do is go find you. And bother you until you hug me.”

Mammon stays quiet. He sniffles. After a minute, he takes one hand off his human to wipe his face, before wrapping it back around her.

“You come bother me anytime, okay?” He whispers.

“Okay. You’re a good big brother, you know? I love you, Mam.” Auva says, hiding her smile against Mammon’s shirt.

“You’re fuckin’ doing this shit on purpose, aintcha?!” Mammon sobs.

He has no intention of letting go of her, not a moment before he has to.

Auva is completely fine with that. She’s home :)

#adhara’s mc #auva #mammon obey me #obey me mc #obey me! shall we date?#obey me writing #my writing #obey me #obey me fic #obey me fluff #mammon fluff #obey me platonic #found family #mammon #obey me mammon #obey me found family #hugs #touch starved #Auva & Mammon

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wooahaes · 2 years

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punch drunk love

pairing: non-idol!hoshi x gn!reader

prompt: this post my slightly-drunk ass wrote yesterday while drinking.

word count: 2.5k

warnings: alcohol + food warnings. reader gets drunk and confesses they wanna kiss soonyoung. skinship (a hug + little kisses onto his hand + later cuddling). hoshi gets called tiger playfully and also teased for it. not proofread at all.

daisy’s notes: oh to have a cute man to get giggly drunk with and then get taken care of. also if miso soup is not good for u, i blame my quick research that i spent barely five minutes doing. the title is from a shinee song that you can listen to riiiiiiiight here hehe its basically about falling HARD for someone like... get punched by tht feeling, yknow? literally from one of my fave shinee albums/repackages tbh <3

Soonyoung was the kind of person who was different when he drank. His friends always would say that he, the same person who was much more extroverted around the people he trusted most, would become at least ten times louder than usual when he had enough alcohol in his system. A little less self-control (enough to keep him from blurting certain things out, though--or maybe that was because his friends had his back, especially Jihoon and Wonwoo), but a lot more fun. Sometimes it got him teased, like when he came home drunk and Jihoon took one-too-many videos of Soonyoung shuffling around the apartment every single time without fail. There was at least one video of him cradling a bag of frozen shrimp to his face, liking how cold it felt until Jihoon finally pulled it away from him with a “see what I put up with?” that was nowhere near as sharp it seemed. At least, it wasn’t for anyone who knew the friendship the two had. Sometimes it also resulted in him trying to press kisses into his friends’ faces, typically ending up rejected (or, in the cases of some of his friends, pushed toward pressing kisses on the back of their hands). He was a very happy drunk, and he knew that. It made him a bit of a handful.

Which is why he felt like he was getting a taste of his own medicine while he was with his friends at Seungcheol’s apartment, not drinking but just having a good time nonetheless. In fact, they’d just been talking about maybe busting out the drinks when he got your call. It was late enough, no one who had work in the morning had to join, things would be fine. But the moment your name popped up on the screen and Seungkwan had caught sight of it, he hushed the entire room and told him to pick up right now.

So he did, turning it onto speaker without thinking when you let out a long, giggly “Soonyoooooung!”

“Hi?” He said. You were... never this giggly.

“Hi!” You said, already cracking up over nothing. “I missed you!”

Soonyoung rose up from his spot on the couch, starting to walk away before the rest of the group could start dogging him over that. He waved them off--no, you had no reason to miss him because you’d just seen him the other day and talked to him that morning. “Are you okay?” He didn’t go too far, the group still attentively listening.

A very long hum sounded out as you mulled over the question, making a show of it. “Yes! Because I’m talking to you.”

Were you... slurring your words? “Are you drunk?”

“No! No! I’m not drunk!”

You were definitely drunk. “Are you at home?”

“Maaaaybe.” You giggled again. “You gonna come get me, tiger?”

Soonyoung immediately took you off speaker when he heard someone--Vernon, maybe--crack up at the way you said that. “Are you home alone? I thought you were going to spend the night with your friends--”

“We did. Online. We played games and had drinks.” You giggled. “Soonie, you should join us next time.” And then you gasped. “Oh my god. We should have game night with your friends!”

Soonyoung took one look at his group of friends and knew that it was a bad idea. “Just stay home, I’m coming over. Do you have water? You need to drink water.”

“I’m fiiiine,” you started giggling again. “You don’t have to come. I’m an adult. I can take care of myself just fine--” And then he heard a soft, “ah, fuck,” as you bumped into something. “I’m fine! I just ran into my chair--”

“Just... sit down until I get there,” he sighed. “Okay? I’ll be there soon.”

“Okie dokiiiie,” you giggled. “My cuuute tiger best friend...”

He hung up before he could hear you say anything else, heat rushing straight to his face. He didn’t know you considered him a best friend--you were definitely more than just a ‘regular’ friend in his opinion, sure, but at least part of that was because he harbored a crush on you. He’d always hold you in high regard. He returned back to his friends, already knowing that they heard half of that conversation.

“I’m gonna go,” he nodded toward the door. “Before they break something.”

“Go get ‘em, tiger!” Joshua called out when he was halfway to the door, loud enough to be heard over the rest of the group wishing him farewell.

The sound of everyone else calling him tiger was the last thing he heard after he had slipped into his shoes and made his way outside to catch a taxi. He was never living that one down. Within the next half hour, Soonyoung had made his way up to your apartment and let himself in--not wanting you to move and potentially bump or fall over something while clearly inebriated. When he walked in, you were curled up on the couch, watching a YouTube video--cats, he thought, but he couldn’t tell without leaning in further. No water bottle nearby, no food--just several empty bottles of alcohol that looked to have been untouched for a while.

“Is this all you had to drink?” He said, counting them off. Definitely enough for you to be this drunk. When you said nothing, he turned back to see you just... smiling at him.

“Hi, tiger,” you giggled, reaching out for him. “Can I pleaaase have a hug?”

Soonyoung obliged, stepping over and wrapping his arms around you. He used the opportunity to pull you forward until you were sitting up completely, waving a hand in front of your face. The slight delay in your reaction made you bust out into another fit of giggles, hand reaching up to take his own.

“Were you busy?” You asked, suddenly pouting. “I’m sorry.”

“I wasn’t,” he said, taking your face into his hands. “No more drinks tonight.”

“But I’m already out.”

Of course you were. “Did you have a good time?”

You gasped, eyes lighting up as you nodded eagerly despite the way he was cupping your face. “It was really, really fun! We should play with your friends, Soonie!” You giggled, “I know there’s a lot of them so you’d have to take turns, but--but it’d be really fun! Please? I wanna drink with you and your friends and have a really really fun time. We could do karaoke, or...”

“Have you had any water?”

You shook your head. “You told me to sit here until you got here.”

Even though you were drunk, you had a point. “Did you eat?”

You nodded. “I ate dinner first! I’m responsible.”

Cute. He gently pat your head. “I’ll see what I can do, okay?”

Soonyoung wasn’t the best cook, but he could always call one of his friends. He’d made ramen before. He could do it again, and maybe not mess it up by missing an ingredient. He guided you to the bathroom after you loudly voiced your need to go, just to make sure you didn’t bump into anything on the way (you weren’t “newborn deer” bad, but Soonyoung wasn’t taking any chances) before retreating to your kitchen. Was ramen fine for you? But ramen had a lot of calories and sodium...

He called Mingyu. Mingyu had already been drinking, but not enough to be out of it. Miso soup. Something about the water in it and protein and being a light enough food--Soonyoung didn’t listen to the full spiel as he started looking up places that could deliver. He could get water into you in the meantime and maybe get something for dinner since he missed out on chicken with his friends.

Was this retribution for all the times he got drunk and needed his friends to take care of him--which, on a few occasions, included you? Jihoon would probably cackle if he came home and swore off drinking if it meant people had to put up with him when he was like this. You were his friend (slash-crush), sure, and he was more than happy to take care of you during your rare night of drinking... but was he ever worse than this? Barely able to walk and needing attention? He found a place that delivered and put it in as fast as he could, going back to find a glass to get you water.

You came back in, waving him off when he came to make sure you weren’t about to trip over yourself on the way to your dinner table. He sat down across from you, an eye on his phone for any updates on the food.

“Soooonie,” you cooed at him, playing with his fingers. He’d left one hand, palm-up, on the table for you to do so. “You’re so nice to me.”

He just smiled at you. “Of course I am. You’re my friend.”

“Yeah,” you said, “but you’re so good. And cute. Did you know you’re cute? You’re really cute,” you said, already giggling again. You were playing with the bracelet around his wrist now. “You’re sooo cute.”

“I ordered food, by the way.”

You gasped as if that was the best thing you’ve heard all day. “And you’re so nice!” You said, “I knew calling you was a good idea.”

He smiled. “Why did you call me?”

“My friends told me to call my boyfriend to come take care of me,” you said. “I told them I don’t have a boyfriend. I have a boy friend.” You said. “Like. Like two words. You’re my boy friend.”

He was going to die. You were going to be the death of him, weren’t you? “I’m your friend, yeah.”

“And they said “no, no, your boyfriend,” and I said “who?” and they were like... that guy. The one you always talk about. And I was like “oh my god! Soonie!” and so I called you.”

The heat traveled to his face again. “You talk about me?”

“Yuh.” You smiled, taking his free hand in your own. “I like talking about my super cute favorite tiger. You’re so cuuute and nice...” You pressed a little kiss against the back of his hand. “I love you so much.”

“I know,” he said.

“No! No! Not like that!” You whined, now pouting at him. “I don’t love you like that.”

“I know, we’re friends--”

“I wanna kiss youuuu,” you giggled again. “Soonie. Do you wanna kiss me?”

He stared at you. “What?”

“I said,” you leaned in, speaking to him in a stage whisper, “do you wanna kiss me, too? I can keep a secret.”

How drunk were you? Soonyoung reached for the glass of water, gently pushing it into your hands. “Can you drink this for me?”

“Will you answer my question?”

“Yes,” he lied outright. He watched you take a long sip of water, making a complete show of it before carefully setting down the glass. Drunk you was so... giggly and exaggerated compared to sober you. “Let me get you some more--”

You gasped loudly. “You lied to me!”

“I’m getting you more water--”

“Soonyoung,” you whined. “It’s okay if you don’t wanna kiss me... I get it... I’m not your type...”

He sighed, saying your name. “That’s not what I--”

“I know I’m not as cute as a tiger...” You pouted at him. “Is it because I’m not a tiger?”

Oh my god. You were ridiculous. Soonyoung was swearing off alcohol for the next month at the very least. He didn’t need to blab all of this to whoever was closest to him. Someone knocked on the door and Soonyoung gently took your face into his hands.

“I wanna kiss you, but not like this,” he told you, “okay?”

That put the stars back in your eyes. He quickly left you to go answer the door, accepting the food and paying for it--adding a generous tip for the fast service. He could take the slight hit to his bank account. He’d be fine as long as he came back to you. He refilled your water before dolling out the food, breaking apart the set of chopsticks that came with his meal.

“Soonie...”

He looked up, taking a bite of his own food as he waited for you to respond.

“Can I have some?” You’d been staring at his meal, thankfully having already had some of your soup. “Please? I’ll share if you want.”

Oh, the lengths he went to to make you happy. He offered up a piece of broccoli, watching you happily accept it from his chopsticks. He’d give you other things he knew you’d like before telling you to finish your soup first before he gave you anymore. Soon enough, he’d watched you finish off your little bowl and down the water for the second time that night.

“Do you feel better?” He asked you. You nodded, already looking like you’d fall asleep anytime soon.

“I don’t want you to leave,” you said quietly. “I like having you here.”

“I won’t,” he said. “Come on,” he gently pulled you up. “Let’s go to bed, okay?”

You walked on your own, already sobering up little by little considering you were fully aware of needing to brush your teeth. Soonyoung went ahead and cleared off the glass bottles from your coffee table, clearing away the trash from the takeout, before he walked you back to bed. Thankfully you were dressed cozily for your night with friends. You took his hand, gently tugging him over to your bed. He watched you slide over, making room for him.

“Please?” You said. “I wanna cuddle...”

He sighed, obliging as he pulled off his hat and left his belongings on your dresser. Soonyoung slid into bed, letting you snuggle up close to him. Shit. He was going to slip away after you dozed off, but you decided to lay your head on his chest and wrap an arm around him. If he wanted to, he could have pulled away and told you to be mindful of his own space--but... He liked having you close. Jihoon could testify to the way Soonyoung would drape an arm around your shoulders, or let you use his shoulder as a pillow, or the way the two of you cuddled whenever you had movie nights together--the two of you were close. He liked being close to you.

He texted Jihoon that he wouldn’t be home tonight. When Jihoon sent back a single “?” in response, he snapped a picture of where you were asleep with an arm draped across his chest. He joked that he was being held captive. Jihoon pointed out that he could see his smile, you liar--he was happy right where he was.

His last message made his heart sink into his chest: tell them tomorrow.

He would. Soonyoung felt a little weird using your drunk confession as an excuse to confess his own feelings, but... It was hopefully something you said and meant. He wanted to kiss you, too, and more. He wanted to take you on cute dates to restaurants and parks and anywhere you wanted to go. As long as he was with you, Soonyoung would be happy. And laying there, having taken care of you the same way you cared for him when he was sick or drunk, he felt like things were right. Like he belonged right there with you.

He just hoped you felt the same.

#wooahaes.fic #seventeen imagine #seventeen x reader #seventeen x you #svt x reader #svt imagine #svt x you #hoshi x reader #hoshi fluff #hoshi x you #kwon soonyoung x reader #kwon soonyoung fluff #kwon soonyoung x you

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lanaevyssmoved · 6 months

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OC questions tag meme!

THANK YOU FOR TAGGING ME @hibernationsuit mwah mwah

i'm doing it for afhiri, candor and cirok!! it's undercut because its long ^_^

Name:

afhiri, but if performing will tell people their name is gift ^_^ afhiri does have a surname i just haven't decided what it is yet because it's almost better to me if no one ever finds out. even me candor's actual name is raguel, but chose the virtue name candor for itself! this was with intent for when it introduced itself to afhiri, but it completely failed when he realised afhiri doesn't know what candour means :D cirok is a name that they picked themselves after his failed transformation into a kaorti and became a rivener! it's actual name is long lost, and no one will ever learn it

Nickname(s):

afhiri has the nicknames hiri and iri, and various pet names from their various partners. "sweet clown" and "my favourite bard" are used often by gale! a fun fact is gale will give afhiri moon and star related names, and candor will give afhiri sun related names! candor is called candy by afhiri, and they'll tease it with lots of "you're so sweet! like candy!" hehehe... the torment melts the heart of even the most honourable of angels cirok is called cir by afhiri but other than that their name doesn't actually get used often, since it only really interacts with afhiri and gale. gale calls cirok "it" a lot, and "phantom", using cirok mostly when afhiri pouts at him. it sounds mean but cirok doesn't mind and sometimes prefers the depersonalisation of it

Gender:

afhiri is intersex and was raised to be a boy from birth, however they developed to look more like a girl, causing a lot of inner turmoil and conflict. afhiri is transfem and nonbinary. they also take testosterone to feel closer to their masculinity. she/they pronouns! candor is quite literally a sexless solar angel, but is maculine in appearence and presentation. calling candor a man in any form would be incorrect. he/it/they pronouns! cirok is nonbinary. don't ask whats under its clothes... vaguely gestures to the fact it's a failed kaorti transformation. it/they with heavy preference for it/its.

Star sign:

this is a little difficult because realms lore has changed on this a lot, if i'm correct in my information. from people being blessed by stars or entire consellations to each month actually having a sign in more recent lore. here is a link anyone doing this for realms ocs (like bg3 ocs) can use to figure this out! the lore on stars and consellations in the realms is spotty at best, but this could be helpful if you wanna go that route!

afhiri was born in the month of kythorn, at the height of summer. her sign is the moth! uh.. candor wasn't born like that and cirok experienced literal rebirth so like. i can only answer this for afhiri LSKDJFDSF

Height:

i added gale because gale kisses afhiri and cirok hehehe

Orientation:

afhiri is polyam and bisexual ^_^ candor is yknow an angel so doesn't really subscribe to this but would be polyam and pansexual if. it did subscribe to labels at all cirok is [waves hands about] queer

Nationality/Ethnicity:

afhiri is baldurian and from the lower city in a poor district. baby is a tiefling! candor is a solar from the upper planes! candor originally called the chronias layer of mount celestia its home but upon agreeing to serve lathander moved to the realm morninglory in elysium. candor spends a few decades on toril, but eventually returns to morninglory where they stay for eternity cirok is a rivener, and what it was before this is lost to time, and you're not going to get an answer out of them. but if you were able to get a good look, you'd assume cirok is maybe a human or a half elf. cirok stays in waterdeep with afhiri and gale post-game but where cirok was before is anyones guess!

Favourite fruit:

afhiri likes sweet fruits best of all, like berries, melons and mangoes! candor doesn't eat.......... cirok doesn't eat either...............

Favourite season:

afhiri likes it warm and loves nature, flowers, greenery, so late spring and summer are the best! candor likes the summer because of the long days and warm sun ^_^ cirok uh. is not gonna answer this question if you ask and it doesn't have one.......

Favourite flower:

afhiri loves all flowers but most especially simple flowers like daisies! if afhiri sees a field of daisies you have LOST her candor likes sunflowers and roses.. obviously cirok doesn't like flowers dlfkgfdglkdfgdfg

Favourite scent:

afhiri likes natural smells over perfumey ones that usually make them sneeze dfklgjdfgd so you're gonna see afhiri sniffing flowers and the fresh air and avoiding people wearing scents candor probably got some. angel advanced sniffer shit going on. so i assume candor can smell the universe and stuff. so lets just say whatever the sun smells like and leave it there so i don't have to unpack this cirok doesn't have a favourite scent are you seeing a pattern here :)

Coffee, tea, or hot chocolate:

HOT CHOCOLATE FOR AFHIRI PLEASE. sometimes gale makes them mochas. ^_^ candor doesn't drink! :) but would like tea fdl;kgdf cirok doesn't drink either..!! ahh!!! but would drink coffee. gods

Average hours of sleep:

afhiri doesn't actually sleep for very long, always jolting themselves awake in the early hours, likely due to having to always be up early before leaving their family home. candor doesn't sleep!!! cirok doesn't sleep!!!!!!!!

Dog or cat person:

afhiri is a both person and has the matched energies of a hyper dog and a zoomies cat candor loves all things on toril equally :) except the evil things :) cirok actually likes tara!!! cat person!!!!

Dream trip:

you're not gonna get a proper answer out of afhiri here it would just be "ANYWHERE! EVERYWHERE! LETS GO!" afhiri just wants to adventure and explore and see shit man. easy to please ultimately candor....... god ok i have to be honest candors dream trip would be leading afhiri to morninglory to spend the rest of eternity there with it. which means afhiri is dead cirok doesnt have one....... for gods sake cirok

Favourite fictional character:

afhiri has never read a book. we don't have television here. afhiri doesn't KNOW any fictional characters. but afhiri also has issues with knowing what is and isn't real and would answer this question in a completely incorrect way. afhiri would say the emperor is their favourite fictional character :) because the emperor lives in the prism :) for fuck sake afhiri candor.. doesn't have one..... candor is not one for whimsy like this... DO I HAVE TO SAY IT

Number of blankets they sleep with:

afhiri has one blanket and it's whoever is sleeping in bed with them..... other than that afhiri is going to kick that shit off in their sleep because they fidget like hell unless there's the weight of someone else holding them down. weight blanket person candor DOESN'T SLEEEPPP CIROK DOESN'T SL PEPEEPEP

Random fact:

afhiri has 6 fingers on each hand :)

candor spent so long flying around and simply floating that when entering self imposed exile and disguising itself as a tiefling it had to figure out how to walk :D

cirok has to spend many hours a day caring for its resin. its a super delicate task that cannot be interrupted. without this resin cirok will die in torils atmosphere :).........

TAGS!!!!!!!!!!

@ancientsigil @gwynbleidd @grymforge @euryalex @courierseis @kelemvorr @dandeyrain @dekarios @enverflymm @lord-woolsley @bootheminiaturegiantspacehamster @captaintiny @dameaylin @masckarlach @haarlep @sovereign-spaw @johnnystorm @maxthetruman @princeofhags and anyone else who wants to do it consider urself tagged by me ^_^!!

#fray.txt #oc afhiri #oc candor #oc cirok #THANK YOU FOR TAGGING MEEEEEEEEEE

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spidergutz-writes · 1 year

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HI BESTIEEEEEE!!! soo i was wondering if you could do some hcs for me, specifically i was wondering if you could do which bnha characters would like a fem s/o (not female, just feminine) for me 🥺 like a s/o who likes do their makeup and hair and dress super girly or stuff like that

OMG BESTIE HAI, THANK YOU FOR BEING MY FIRST TO REQUEST SMTH.

ILL DO MY BEST <3

Now, I am a firm believer that Mirio would be absolutely head over heals for you. He loves how cute you always look, and he just thinks that pink goes so well with you!

10/10 he would spoil you with so many gifts. He’s always buying you Make-up. He also loves watching you do your Make-up

100% brags to others about you. Always showing you off, I mean, why wouldn’t he? He’s just so happy that your his!

”your just so pretty! How could I not stare at you?” feels like not staring at you is a crime.

shinsou is always enamored by your style. He thinks your an angel, sent from the heavens solely for him.

will find nice pink flowers to leave on your desk, or kitchen table.

Definitely calls you princess, no matter your gender. He just thinks it fits!

Sometimes, he’ll help you pick out your outfits, giving a small nod or grunt of approval when you show him your outfits

“you can’t like them all the same! I really need you to help me pick!”

“but they all look so nice on you, princess.. :(“

Toga would love you so much. She likes that you two can match!

definitely goes on shopping stealing sprees with you.

I think she’d try to get everyone else to join in on your guy’s style, but shiggy will very quickly shut it down. Jin might join in

When toga runs out of clothes, or ruins them she always steals from you, so expect to come home with her in your skirts and tank tops.

“your clothes are soooo much cuter than mine! It’s only fair that you share!”

Fatgum doesn’t understand how you can be so gosh darned CUTE?

Seriously, your going to give this poor man an aneurism. Yknow that moment when you think something’s so cute ya wanna squeeze it reaaaaalll hard? Yeah that’s how he feels. Always looking for a reason to complement you.

he loves how girly you are. It’s just so cute to him.

calls you cutie all the time. It’s basically your new name.

“Well, I think it’s only right that I give you a fitting nickname, my cutie 🥰 “

you can’t convince me that miruko wouldn’t love your style to an absolute.

she’s always complementing you, telling you how much she loves your style.

will pick you up randomly just to mumble how cute you look in your all pink outfit <3

she Carry’s you a lot, she doesn’t want your pretty outfit to get messed up! :(

definitely likes that you wear pink. She thinks it complements her hero costume colors.

will do your makeup for you <3 she has such a steady hand.

“my sweet bunny, I’d love to help with anything<3”

#mirio x reader #miruko x reader #Fatgum x reader #shinsou x reader #toga x reader #this is my first request #Constructive criticism is very much wanted!#Gimmie any tips you have please

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disapoimeq · 9 months

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Hi stupid (???) trio hcs that make no sense

Idk their trio name lol anyways I'll probably be editing this from time 2 time

Randoms

Julius celebrates his birthday usually w others in like parties but he has a specific reserved time for when he spends it w Vince and Jesús

Jesús usually expects ppl not to hang out w him much in his birthday cuz yknow its Christmas and ppl are busy but Vince and Julius never fail to make it and they set their other plans aside 4 him!

Vincent hates celebrating his birthday and usually tries to forget abt it but Julius and Jesús don't allow him to n they make sure he spends it well and enjoys it!!

Tried to keep eachother calm in the anxiety episode but failed 💀

Julius likes writing

Jesús like crafting

Vincent likes painting DUH!!

#perfect team:)

Vincent likes going on long calls with em when he paints and Julius usually just leaves it in the background whilst he does other things,Jesús sleeps on call sometimes

Julius switches his wreath w Jesús' halo when they're bored

They rarely fight and when they do it never lasts LMFAO bros cannot stay mad at eachother

+Julius is usually forward or honest w his issues, Jesús doesn't wanna spend his time angry at any of them, and Vincent just needs a bit of time to himself and he'll feel ok with them again

Vincent prone to sickness

Jesús prone to injury

Julius too many near death experiences

Julius and Jesús like having long talks when they walk home together

Julius pours milk first 😔

Jesús does it either way

Vincent doesnt like the texture of cereal

Julius has bad allergies most the time

Vincent has asthma

Jesús gives good advice and never fails to encourage Vincent atleast a bit

Julius and Jesús like getting summer jobs so they can be co-workers

One time Jesús said a random ass joke but Vincent legit found it so funny bro still laughs about it even weeks later

Julius usually takes the blame when they get in trouble for stupid stuff

Sometimes they have to drag Vincent out the art room to have lunch with them or they just eat with him there

Jesús always puts his arm on their shoulders or clings onto them when they walk

JULIUS SOMEHOW NEVER GETS SICK so like he doesn't care if the other two are sick he still not gonna leave them alone

They don't take pics with each other much but when they do it actually looks really good/wholesome:)

Julius talks about them too much and brags about them all the time

Vincent questions most of their decisions honestly

Julius and Jesús childhood pals

They wanna be roommates in college smh

Sleepover fesitivies

Julius slept first in one sleepover n woke up to his face with scribbles and doodles 💀

Sometimes they get prank calls from Gandhi in the middle of the night and they're just like UGHHH AGAIN!?!?!

Julius sleeps first wakes up 2nd

Jesús sleeps 2nd wakes up first

Vincent never sleeps./j

Plays boardgames occasionally

Julius literally will do any dare you give him in truth or dare

Jesùs somehow always wins Uno

Vincent sucks at charades/heads up, actually just guessing games in general

Doesn't tell eachother scary stories, doesn't fuck with ghosts and minds their business 😭

Sleepovers usually occur in Julius' house but after school they usually hang out more in Vincent's

Julius is a heavy sleeper and only wakes up if the noise is really loud

Vincent kicks when he sleeps 💀

Uhh idk what else ill add later lolll 😹

#clone high julius caesar #clone high jesús cristo #clone high van gogh

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brighter-by-the-daly · 11 months

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Rachel Daly x Reader

Part Eighteen - Before You Go 🔞

Eating your waffle and syrup breakfast in bed that Rachel bought up this morning you couldn’t believe you were leaving for Australia tomorrow. “So as it’s our last night just us before you’re surrounded by 30 other women 24/7, how about we go shopping and I treat you like the queen that you are?” Rach said marched into the room gathering items for her suitcase. “Just like every other day then?” you smiled with honesty, she always makes you feel like the only girl in the world, something no other partner has ever managed to do. “Oh also, I wanna tick off your other fantasy. Yknow.. before we can’t for two months” she stood at the end of bed waiting for your ears to prick up and just as expected, you glanced up from your phone suddenly intrigued with this suggested shopping trip. “How am I gonna keep my hands off you for over a month?” you asked worried for your sanity as you crawled over the bed to grab her. “Maybe I’ll be shit so we can come home sooner” she shrugged jokingly “absolutely not! I’m not dating a loser!” you laughed at her “oh I see how it is, only want me when I’m a winner aih?” acting dramatically hurt by your statement. “Obviously! Otherwise I’ll just have to find someone on the other team so you either win, or lose me and the trophy” you said sarcastically so she knew there was no truth in your statement. “I think a sex ban will be good for us” she changed the subject while wriggling out of your hold to pace between the bedroom and bathroom “yeah we can get to know each other better without wanting to rip each other’s clothes off all the time!” realising as you said this that you practically still didn’t know the woman you’re running to the other side of the globe with. “I doubt you’ll have much time to get to know me though, you’ll be working” you said pensively, wondering if this trip was a good idea after all. “It’s not all work, we have fun days as well, Sarina usually plans days out for us and we’ll get days off too” she informed you as you started to get dressed. Grabbing your phone and keys to drive back home to see your family before leaving the country for nearly two months, you kissed your girl goodbye and started the 90 minute journey.

Packing your suitcase alone in your bedroom gave you time to reflect, the last time you were here Rachel gave you a key to her house and you’ve barely been back here since. Hearing your mum come home you dragged your suitcase downstairs to greet her.

A feeling of guilt washed over you that you hadn’t been home in a while and although you hadn’t officially moved in with Rachel, you’re more there than you are at here now. “You’ve barely known her a month (y/n/n) and now you’re following her halfway around the world” she said with worry in her eyes as you chatted in the kitchen “mum, I know it sounds mad but I’ve never felt like this before” taking her hands to reassure her “I just don’t want you getting hurt darling” she said tentatively stroking your face “she told me she loves me last night mum” you said leaning your cheek into her hand. “Wow that’s quick!” mum’s eyes widened with shock “sometimes someone makes you feel in a month what others haven’t done in years” you smiled thinking about last night and every other night you’d spent with Rach. Mum pursed her lips together in a way to show she’s still not 100% happy with her daughter running off with someone she barely knows, “if you’re sure love, we’ll support you. Do you need anything else, have you had your jabs?” you breathed a sigh of relief that she’d dropped the protective mother act for now, she still treats you like a child but I guess that’s a mother’s prerogative. You told her you’ve got an appointment to have the jabs later and asked if she’s going to be okay without you. She laughed and said it’s not your job to halt your life to look after her. Besides, her boyfriend will be around a lot knowing you’re not going to pop in whenever you fancied coming home. You squirmed at the thought “ewwww mum!” you screeched. “What? You don’t stop having sex when you’re my age!” her remarks made you stick your fingers in your ears and LALALALA jokingly. “I hope you have the best time (y/n/n), don’t elope while you’re out there!” which made you laugh, “mum it’s definitely too soon for that! You’ll be there when… if I get married one day!” squeezing her hands in yours. “Anybody would be lucky to have you honey, I hope Rachel knows how lucky she is” the protectiveness coming out as she started to stroke your face again “she tells me every day mum” as you both finished the conversation smiling, mum was happy for you and came out to wave you off. You saw your sister, dad and grandparents next then went for your jabs before swinging past your old workplace.

Walking up the stairs to the office you checked your phone to see Rachel had posted on insta again, this is the most she’s posted in months! It was the group photo of the team, you and your friends at the club and she’d tagged everyone in it which you thought was cute. Georgia and Katie showed you that Rach and Millie had started following them and George had a message from Lucy “hey you x” simply. George said she’s probably just being friendly and didn’t want to look too much into it so just replied with ‘good luck in the World Cup!’ You had a good chat about the trip and how you still didn’t know how you were getting there or where you were staying, you’ve never been this spontaneous before but there’s something about that girl that makes you want to follow her anywhere. They had to get back to work so you put the radio on and started the 90 minute drive back up north.

Arriving at Rachel’s house you’d dumped your suitcase at the bottom of the stairs and was doing last minute checks for your passport, plane ticket, hotel documentation and visa while Rachel browsed her phone next to you. “I’ve had so many emails asking us to do interviews” she mentioned “you and Millie?” you said not really paying her any attention. “No, me and you!” she exclaimed making your ears prick up. “What is happening right now, am I still asleep?” you laughed wondering how you had got here “Podcasts, magazines, papers - there’s loads!” Rachel showed you the list of emails requesting not just her but you too. “The girls sent me loads of articles about us last night!” you passed your phone to Rachel to look at them “I’m kinda famous now” chuckling at the thought that you’re news worthy. “There’s even a fan account of us, not just you, me too!” your voice a lot more excitable now. “You are cute yknow (y/n/n)” she laughed at you as she scrolled through your phone reading the articles, everyone’s talking about you two. “I’m gonna set up some of these interviews, do you want to be a part of them or not?” it was nice that she asked consent before shining the spotlight on you. “I’m not sure I’ll be any good, do you want me to be a part of them?” hoping her answer would be no. “Well they have asked for both of us, so yeah? They clearly want to know our story and not just about football. We could start with Jill’s podcast, Coffee Club? That’ll be a relaxed vibe” she said trying to think of ways to ease you in to her world. You love Coffee Club and told her to do whatever she thinks is best as you leant over to kiss her. “Errrm, what is this?” Rachel asked turning your phone around for you to see she’d found the engagement rings you were looking at last night. “Inspiration?” you cringed. “For what, I’m gonna do the proposing” she said matter of factly. You thought she’d be weirded out by her find but instead just wanted to argue over which one of you does the proposing when the time comes, which was nice really. Most people would want to run a mile if they found out you were looking at rings a month into the relationship, but not Rachel. You pointed out the styles that caught your eye, Rach said she liked simple, more of a band but with sparkles and you both agreed on silver. “How would you wear it if you’re not allowed jewellery on the pitch?” you questioned “I’d have to take it off or you could wear it, see it makes more sense just me proposing” she said with a cocky smile “no, I want to propose too, I want you to have something that shows you’re mine” you whined to try and get your own way “is the tattoo not enough babe?” she laughed “it’s not obvious is it, you wouldn’t notice it unless you knew it was there. If you wanna know if someone’s single you look for a ring, not a tattoo” you pushed back with your argument “what if I get a tattoo on my ring finger?” she suggested “yeah of my face!” you laughed jokingly “don’t actually do that though! I know what you’re like now!”

Laying back down on the bed you held her arm to scan her other tattoos, you asked what each one was for and she explained the meaning of each one on her body. You were surprised to know that she put your initials on her family arm, which made the gesture even more adorable. She showed you her first, worst and favourite then asked you about yours. You had a lot less than her, you have loads that you want but never had money spare to get them. “I’m more of a leg tattoo girl than arms, I want them covered” you said explaining the designs you want and where. “Throwing shade are we?” she looked at you sternly. “Not at all! Arm sleeves are hot but I think they’re for a certain type of woman and that’s not me” attempting to explain your point “girls with arm sleeves are always strong and athletic, leg tattoos are a bit more grungey, rock n roll yknow” you smiled innocently. “I’m learning a lot about you today (y/l/n)!” she said playing with your hair. “I never grew out of my emo phase” laughing as you flicked through your Spotify playlists, “mate, I never had one!” You looked shocked but not surprised, Rach didn’t seem like the type of person that had an emo phase “well they do say opposites attract” smiling as she held your head back to kiss her.

You laid in each other’s arms for a while daydreaming about your futures - pets, kids, dreams and aspirations, you’ve always wanted to be a radio presenter, Rachel encouraged this for you and said podcasts is the first step to that. She called Jill to find out when she wanted you both on the show, she suggested recording it later today before we leave and asked some of the questions so you could prepare then asked Rach if there’s anything she does or doesn’t want you to talk about. Not Millie and Levi breaking up or anything obviously private but she was happy to say about how we met.

You helped Rachel pack the rest of her things and asked when Millie was coming home, she was seeing her family and would be back later. You did the podcast with Jill and it just felt like a nice chat between friends, Millie came home halfway through and joined in too. She asked about how we met and how you’re adjusting to people knowing who you are - you said it was pretty cool at the moment. Rachel spoke about previous relationships and wanting to keep them private but doesn’t want that now, she’s proud of you and wants to show you off to the world which was adorable. She asked about the very recent “I love you” and if you see it going further - Rach was very quick to answer that question. She asked Millie if it’s weird having to share her best friend but she said it’s even better because now she has two, you thought that was the cutest thing ever. She spoke about the World Cup and asked if I was going, you said you were and was very excited for your first tournament. You spoke about your friend’s and family’s reactions when they found out you were dating a Lioness - sceptical but excited. The last question was what’s in our future. Rachel said after the tournament you’re planning a holiday, marriage is definitely on the cards and after she retires she looks forward to a quiet life but that won’t be for a long time yet as there’s lots more trophies to be won for now. Jill finished recording and said how happy she was for us, stating that Rachel is the happiest she’s ever been while knowing her. Millie ended with “(y/n)’s friends have told me she’s the happiest they’ve ever known her to be too” which was sweet. Everything was cute. Everything was perfect and you’ve never been more loved up before.

Later on in the day you dropped Rach at St James Park for a last minute meeting before the World Cup, kissing goodbye in the doorway Rachel held her debit card between two fingers as she held it out towards you. “I want you to go buy everything we need for your fantasy and then meet me at home” she said quietly “which one?” you smirked knowing you couldn’t count on both hands the things you want to do with her. “The one with the short little skirt” she said incredibly close to your mouth so nobody could hear or lip read what she said then pecked your lips, lingering for a second and walked backwards towards her team before turning and jogging away.

Arriving home with your bags from shopping you knew Rach would be home soon. Stumbling over the suitcases dumped in the lounge you climbed upstairs to the en-suite to freshen up. Rushing to get ready until you heard her key rattling in the door.

She knew you were home and not seeing you in the lounge or kitchen made her way upstairs to find you. Pushing the bedroom door open to see you sitting on the bed. Legs crossed, stockings above your knees, black high heels, tiny little skirt with your blouse exposing your your lingerie underneath. Swinging handcuffs around your finger she couldn’t help but launch herself on top of you, falling back on to the bed and rolling around in the sheets. Her hand slipped up your skirt and onto your arse biting hard on your lip before pulling away. Foreheads together, breaths heightened, hair dishevelled “tell me exactly how you want me to do this” she said kissing behind your ear. “Behind my back please” you said passing her the handcuffs and batting your eyelashes. Rachel clicked the metal rings around your wrists and asked if they felt okay “tighter please” you asked innocently. Clicking them in once more her fingers pulled your shirt down to expose your shoulder, her lips kissed up your neck as her hand held between your legs over your skirt. Already feeling turned on she span you around to face her “next?” she asked tucking the loose strands of hair behind your ear. Pointing to the bag on the floor with your eyes and pulling out a paddle and plug her eyebrows raised in an approving manner, her mouth turned up into a smirk as she turned to look at you. “Sit down” you demanded, even in handcuffs you’re the dominant one. Laying your body over her knees “you know the rest” you said winking at her as she grabbed your waist to reposition you comfortably. Stroking your arse she landed a slap over the top of your skirt then lifted it over your hips, feeling her hand meet your skin for the first time made you jolt, the slaps got harder as she wrapped your hair around her fist lifting your head up, to look at her, in between each slap she softly rubbed to take away the sting. As she grabbed the paddle the smacks got louder and harder making you start to yelp. She released your hair to cover your mouth with her hand, spanking you harder and faster until your cheeks were bright red. Pulling your thong aside and grabbing the lube, she slowly pushed the plug inside making you moan. Reaching between your legs she slid her fingers through your lips until she found your clit, circling around and making you squirm before her fingers found their way inside you. Plunging her fingers in and pulling out as quickly as she entered, she did this enough until she could feel you dripping through to her bare legs.

Helping you stand up she undressed you completely then guided you to the window, she knew there’d be no one around for miles as she pressed your face into it. The cold glass pane immediately making your nipples hard. Moving your hair to kiss your neck and bite your ear lobe “spread those legs for me baby” you did what she said “perfect” with one last kiss on your shoulder before dropping to her knees between them. Your knees buckled at her tongue’s touch held up by her arms wrapped around your thighs keeping you firmly on her face. It didn’t take you long with all the fore play to get to your tipping point, releasing over her. Your legs unable to hold you any longer as she guided you down onto her lap. Holding your back against her chest her hand reached between your legs. You begged her to stop as you shook uncontrollably but she refused holding your neck and telling you to shut up. Linking her feet around yours to keep your legs apart you wished you worked out so you could over power her but you couldn’t and had to succumb to being forced to cum again. Rach cradled you in her arms until your breath returned back to normal, unlocking the handcuffs from your wrists she kissed the red marks underneath them. “Was that how you imagined it?” She asked between kissing over your body “waaay better than I imagined” finally able to stroke her face “you’re my favourite fucking human” she whispered through kisses “your turn next!” you giggled rolling on top of her so she couldn’t escape, pinning her wrists into the floor.

Kissing down her neck and pulling her shirt apart to circle her nipple before taking it into your mouth to suck. Looking up at her to maintain eye contact, you grazed your teeth then moved to the other, flicking it with your tongue to find out what she liked most. Your fingers stroked the inside of her thighs then moved between her legs and under her pants, running your fingers along her lips teasingly. Your girl moaned longing to feel your touch, you desperately wanted to touch her too but decided it would be fun to tease her longer. You felt her hand move to the back of your neck squeezing tightly “please” she whined under her breath “you need to learn to be patient” you spoke egotistically. Her eyes opened wide to look at you “are you really gonna make me beg?” she pleaded “hmm, I like that idea” her suggestion turned you into the smug one. “Go on then. Beg.” you demanded gently running one finger along her but not hard enough to part her lips. She scoffed at you in disbelief “well if you don’t want to…” you proposed slowly starting to pull your hand out of her pants “no, no wait! I’ll beg!” Stopping your actions to move your hand back to where it was as she took a long breath in “please touch me” she said pathetically “look at me Daly” grabbing her chin and moving her to face you, opening her eyes to look at you immediately turned her weak “please baby, I need you to touch me, my clit is throbbing and my pants are soaked.” As she spoke her legs spread wider making you bite your bottom lip, longing to touch her but wanting to make her wait as long as possible. “(Y/n) please baby, I love you” she winced. Those words cinched it as you parted her lips to feel how wet she truly was, the feeling made you gasp. “Take your pants off” your commands met as she did what you said without hesitation then spread her legs wide just for you. Your breathing became heavy as you took in the view of her perfect vulva glistening under the lights. Raising her hips gesturing for you to finally touch her, you had to have her too. Using very light and slow touches to tease her gently knowing at this point she’ll just want you inside her or your face between her, you knew going slow would feel like torture. Taking your time before introducing another finger to circle in the other direction, constantly watching the way she moves and the faces she pulls. Her back arched off the bed as she moved herself closer to you, knowing she was finding it hard being patient. “The more you do that the more I’ll slow down” you told her, “that’s not fair” she whined incessantly “do it yourself then” you smirked pulling your body away from her. She tutted as you picked up her hand and slipped her fingers into your mouth then placed her own hand between her legs. Watching her intently turn herself on you so desperately wanted to touch her, the pleas were hard to ignore but you stuck to your guns. Moving away from the bottom of her body and laying beside her so your face was next to hers. Her puppy dog eyes staring at you longing for your touch again, stroking the hair out of her face and tracing her nipple with your finger continuing the light and gentle touches drove her near insanity. “I want you-“ she managed before gasping. “you want me what?” you knew exactly what she wanted but continued to toy with her. “You. I want you” her tone turning forceful “you’ve got me silly” she’d finally had enough of your shit as she climbed on top of you and shoved her fingers into your mouth. “You like the taste?“ nodding at her dominance coming back “if you’re not going to give it to me, I’m going to take it for myself” planting herself on top of your face.

You let her have her fun riding you until you felt the cold metal of the handcuffs slide across the mattress and touch your hips. You waited until you could tell she was close then in one swift move lifted her off you and cuffed her wrists to the headrest. Rach barely had any time to process what had happened but your face took no time to find it’s place between her thighs, lifting her legs up and over your shoulders longing to be wedged into place by her quads. Building her back up to her high point your fingers entered making her eyes roll back and her hips buck against your face, her mouth open with only small sounds escaping. “I’m gonna miss your fingers inside me baby” gasping as she tightened her grip around your head. Finding little pockets of air to breath you were held there until her release came. Sitting up onto your knees as her legs flopped to the side from exhaustion you kept your fingers inside her, as you released the cuffs from her hands you made little movements to trick her body into going again. Throughout the night you came an endless amount of times all over the house, knowing that for two months you wouldn’t be allowed to touch each other at all.

Part Nineteen - Surrounded

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Bad Days - Johnny "Soap" MacTavish

Warnings: semi-detailed descriptions of depression. this is purely a self-indulgent work cause i've been having a very tough time recently, but thinking about the 141 makes it better! Also not beta read cause I refuse to reread my work🙃Enjoy!!!

You'd had a shitty day at work, and all you wanted was to come home and wallow in your feelings. Johnny had been deployed for months, and he didn’t have the slightest clue on when he'd be back home. He hadn't been able to communicate with you regularly either, due to him having very spotty reception.

Walking up to your door, you pull your keys out, when all of a sudden, the door swings open. And standing there you see your boyfriend. Your Johnny.

He expected you to be excited. Thrilled, even, at his return. What he hadn't expected was your face crumbling and sobs falling from your lips. Immediately, he takes you into his arms and starts to comfort you.

"It's okay, sweet boy, everything's alright. I'm right here. I'm not going anywhere. 'M gonna take real good care of ye, I promise."

Rubbing his hands along your arms, he ushers you inside. "It's too cold bun, need tae get you inside"

He sits you down on the couch gently and wraps a blanket around you. "You stay right here, I’ll be right back, my love. Going tae make you some tea and bring a snack for you"

Keeping true to his word, Johnny's back in less than 5 minutes, immediately taking his place next to you on the couch. Once again taking you into his arms, he lets you fall apart in his embrace. His face fixes into a grimace at seeing and hearing the sobs rack your body. It feels like someone's reached into his chest and pulled out his heart. He hates seeing you like this. The only thing he can think is that he needs to fix it. He can’t have his baby being sad especially when he’s there in person.

"Shhh, yer face is much too handsome for these tears, dove," he whispers to you. "Need ye tae talk tae me 'bout what's going on"

"Just a bad day," you respond.

He scoffs. "Seems like more than just a bad day, love."

"Missed you. It started with a bad day, then it was a bad week, and before I knew it, I'd felt bad for a whole month," you sighed.

"Why didn't you tell me bonnie?"

Hiding your face in his chest you reply, "Didn't wanna bother you. You were working. Don't wanna distract you with my whining. It's not even about anything important."

He tilts your head up with his index finger, "If it's enough to upset you this much, it's important. Anything that upsets you is important to me. My job is tae keep you safe and happy. How am I supposed tae do that if you don't tell me what's going on, sweet boy?"

"I dunno," you mumble while once again burying your face, but in his neck this time.

His chuckle reverberates throughout your body. "Silly boy, I can't see your pretty face when you hide from me like that."

"I've been crying all day Johnny, I look horrible."

Johnny raises his eyebrows and gives you a stare that makes you second guess whether or not you just insulted his mohawk. "Don't say shite like that, bonnie. 'S the furthest thing from the truth. Yer the most beautiful boy I've ever seen in my life. Don't care how you think you look, I'll always see you for what you are, and you truly are beautiful. Inside and out. That being said, you look gorgeous even in this moment"

"You're gonna make me start crying again babe"

His gaze softens and he takes your face in his hands again. With a soft peck to your temple, he says, "Well let's avoid that, why don't we, hmm? Do you wanna talk about what's bothering you anymore?"

"Mmm not right now. Just wanna snuggle with you for a bit. But we can talk about it later, maybe?"

He nods, "Whenever you're up to it, bun. I'm always here to listen to you. I'm sorry I'm not always here physically, though."

"It's your job, Johnny. I get it. I mean it's hard sometimes, but we make it work. Nothing about the way I feel is your fault. I just get sad sometimes yknow?"

"I know bonnie. Just wish you didn't have tae deal with it at all. Shouldn't have to have any thoughts in that pretty head if you don't want 'em."

You giggle. "I love you Johnny. That's always gonna be true, no matter what. Regardless of how sad I am, I'll always be yours and you'll always be mine."

"Always, my beauty. My love for you is infinite. Never ending."

“Promise?” you whisper.

“Swear to ye baby. Let's get you feeling better, hmm? Turn on one of your shows and I'll go make some soup for you, hen,” he says, standing up.

“Does that mean we can watch gossip girl?” You ask shyly

“‘Course we can. Go ahead and put it on. I'll be back in a minute darling. Actually, do me just one favor, bon”

Cocking your head to the side you ask, “What's that Johnny?”

A smile cracks on his face, “Go grab us some blankets and stuffies from the bedroom, eh? Don't want your cold little toes touching me while I'm trying to watch the show”

“I do not have cold toes Johnny MacTavish! It's not my fault you're a human furnace,” you scoff at him.

He just looks over at you and chuckles again. “I know bonnie, I love yer cold feet,” He lets out a full belly laugh as he catches one of the throw pillows you chucked at his head. “Just fucking with ye sweet boy. But please, can you bring some extra blankets? And pillows too? If you're up for it, I'll make you a pillow fort to watch our show in.

Your eyes light up at the prospect of a pillow fort. Thinking about one of the last times you had made one, you realize that you hadn't since you were a child. With a nod, you head to your shared bedroom picking out your favorite pillows and blankets, along with your favorite stuffies.

Johnny raises his eyebrows when he sees everything you're bringing to the living room, already seeing himself in the future having to lug everything back to the bedroom himself because you'll be too tired to do it yourself.

“Don't look at me like that Johnny,” you pout. “I needed all of them so the vibes could be perfect! You can't have a pillow fort without a minimum of 4 blankets, that's like basic pillow fort knowledge.”

“You're right, dove, how silly of me to forget that. Get yourself warmed up on the couch and I'll finish up the food. I'll be with you in just a minute, handsome.”

With a blush dusting your cheeks, you nod and let out a hum of contentment. You head toward the couch, getting yourself settled in and wrapping yourself and your favorite stuffie up in a blanket. Your smile to yourself thinking about how well Johnny takes care of you. You don’t even have to ask him to care for you. He can always just sense when something is wrong and he drops whatever he’s doing to be able to take care of you. It’s one of the things you love most about him. You’re so lost in thought, you jump a little when he plops down next to you on the couch.

“You okay there, tiger?” He asks while running his hands through your hair.

“Was just thinking about you. ‘Bout how you take care of me.”

“I’ll always take care of you, bonnie. That’s my job. You know that. It’s the greatest privilege I’ve been given aside from the pleasure of being your boyfriend.”

“You’re too sweet to me Johnny. I don’t know what I’d ever do without you.”

He cups your cheek in his hand, “You’ll never have to figure that out, dove. Why don’t you tell me about what made you so upset?

“I just got stressed at work one day. Then I came home and decided to rest a bit. I ended up falling asleep and slept through the night, but then I just couldn’t get back into my routine. I couldn’t eat, could barely take care of myself, really. I would just wake up, go to work, come back home and go to bed. Today was just an absolute shit show at work and it just sent me over the edge. I obviously felt terrible, but I mean, I guess it was a little bit better than just feeling nothing at all.” You sigh as you sit back against the couch, feeling like a weight was lifted off of your shoulders.

Johnny sighs as he just wraps his arms around you and holds you against his chest. “I know it’s hard to understand this, but yer never a burden tae me, sweet boy. Like I said it’s my job to take care of you. Even when I’m not here, I want you to know that I’m always here for you. Whether you need to scream, cry, be distracted, or even just sit in silence, I will always be here when you need it. And when I’m away I’ll do everything I can tae make sure I’m checking up on my lovely boy because he deserves the best and that’s exactly what I’m gonnae do.”

“Thank you Johnny. I just feel like my issues are nowhere near as important as the things you deal with at work. I feel bad taking up your time on something so silly when there’s much bigger issues you have to solve.”

“Bonnie you dinnae fash yerself about my job. You’ve got your own tae worry about. I can manage my job and taking care of you just fine. You’re never a burden on me, sweet boy.”

“Thank you Johnny. Thank you for taking care of me and getting me out of my own head,” you say manhandling him into the perfect position so that you could wrap your arms around his waist and lie your head on his chest. The thrum of his heartbeat keeping you grounded.

“What else are boyfriends for, eh? Tonight’s gonnae be all about you, lovely. Let’s eat and watch some of that silly show you’re obsessed with and then we’ll get you a nice warm bath and tuck you into bed, yeah?”

“That sounds great, Johnny. I love you so, so much,” you say as he pulls you into his side and wraps another blanket around the two of you. You feel him kiss the crown of your head while he runs his hands up and down your back comfortingly. The day was bad, but the night would be so much better. Everything is better when Johnny’s home.

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